No one'll miss this thing.
[ Glass shatters ]
Oh!
A barn out in the boonies?
The heck happened?
Chief, this wrapper looks just like the one
from the Dumpster fire I put out.
I kept this as a souvenir.
Could it have been the same person?
Great instincts, Stan.
What else do you see?
See? In the patterns.
Me? Read fire patterns?
Okay...um...
this spot...tells me...
she's a woman? A mother?
Um, overshadowed by a bigger personality at home.
She's always making sacrifices.
Well, we can all see the surface patterns.
Go deeper.
Drinks to cope, but it's not doing the job anymore.
She's adopted, fell down a well as a child,
stints in acting, body building, muffin sales,
had her vagina displayed in a museum --
That one's just obvious.
And by the looks of it, she's just getting started.
But so.
Am.
I.
It could also be a guy, I guess.
♪♪
♪ Only you, baby ♪
♪ Can put out this fire ♪
♪ Only you, baby ♪
♪ Can put out this fire ♪
♪ Burning in my soul ♪
♪ Only you, baby ♪
Woman: Casseroles.
♪ Can put out this fire ♪
♪ Only you, baby ♪
Francine!
What are you doing here?
Um...
l-looking for this.
In any event, I'm glad you're here to see me in action.
There's an arsonist on the loose and I'm the lead investigator.
They're letting you move up fast.
Yeah, it's honestly pretty concerning.
I've done zero training.
But that won't stop me from catching this crook.
Nothing will.
♪♪
Though the chapter of my life as a firefighter is ending,
and so soon after declaring that nothing would stop me
from catching the arsonist,
I cherish the fact that the memories and friends
I made along the way are forever.
Firefighters number three and number one especially.
You must be relieved.
Now that Stan's retiring, you can, too.
Retire?
I'm sure he'll still wanna put some out.
I'll keep the fires going just to be safe.
Francine, you have a problem.
This is going to be a joke, but please don't laugh.
You're playing with fire.
Chief: Hey, Stan,
what was your favorite fire from this week?
Oh, man, there were so many.
The old barn, the old go-kart park, the match factory.
Francine: [ Thinking ] There were so many,
and more to come.
Where you going, honey?
I'm about to hand off the arson case
to the new volunteer for next week.
Yeah-yeah-yeah, great. I gotta run.
We need more stuff for the crap.
Francine, you dropped...
♪♪
What happened to your dress?
Isn't it obvious?
I'm tearing off pieces,
shovin' 'em in a bottle of vodka,
and using it to start fires.
[ Both laugh ]
[ Laughing ]
Wait, no.
She was really saying real.