Frank’s daughter Sammi comes over, she seems mad Debbie: “Sammi says Carl put drvgs on Chuckie” Carl: “I didn’t!” Carl, says while holding your hand sitting on the couch Fiona: “Carl, if you did that then you-!” Sammi: “It’s not a question of ‘if’, there is no way that Chuckie was smuggling hero¡n by himself!” Fiona: “Hero¡n?!” Lip: “What the fvcks the matter with you?!” Lip smacks Carl in the back of the head Sammi: “Carl, you have to do the right thing and tell the cops it was you!” Carl: “No I don’t. Why would I do the right thing?!” Sammi: “Because my son is in jail, and it is your fault!” Carl: “He’s not gonna be in there for that long!! A week maybe. He’s only 10!” Sammi: “He’s 13!! He’s a little small for his age..” Debbie: “You-you mean slow. You said ‘small’ but I think you meant ‘slow’.” Sammi: “I meant what I said!” Debbie: “Okay..” Sammi: “Fiona? Dad? Can I get a little backup here?” Frank: “Uh, best to turn yourself in, son. Chuckie is family after all” (oh now Frank wants to be a good dad🙄) Sammi: “Thank you!” There’s pounding on the door Cop: “Chicago police open up!!” Fiona: “Oh sh¡t!” Carl: “Oh f-!” Carl takes your hand and starts to run, since it’s also kinda your fault but Carl had done most of it Frank: “Run!” Sammi opens the door for the police Police: “Carl Gallagher and Y/n Y/L/N?” Sammi: “They ran that way!” Fiona: “What the Fvck Sammi?!” Debbie: “Sammi!!” Fiona: “Why would-“ Sammi: “That’s right! I told them it was Carl and I told Chuckie to tell them it was Carl!” Meanwhile you and Carl are running and end up getting surrounded by cop cars, the cops pointing guns at you two Carl: “Don’t shoot I’m white!” (Why does he think that would matter to them in the South Side like that?)