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Attention
“It’s come to my attention you two have been getting hotel rooms with only one bed while on assignment,” Captain Dickson says.
Believe
“C’mon, Schmidt, believe me, man, I’m not playing you,” Jenko begs.
Blur
Through the blur of tears, Schmidt tells himself, soon, he’ll never have to deal with Greg Jenko again.
Book
Ripping the book from loser Schmidt’s hands, Jenko pauses as he takes in the title, and then, seeing how Schmidt looks annoyed, a little scared, but not ashamed, not particularly scared of the fact someone knows he’s reading such a book, Jenko finds himself both admiring and hating the loser a little more.
Brother
They call each other brothers, but no brother should feel the way they do towards a sibling.
Change
“This isn’t about whether you’ve changed or not; this is about the fact, no matter how hard I try, I’m still the same old Schmidt, and I’m tired of being him, Jenko.”
Child
“I can’t believe you told my parents we were looking into adopting,” Schmidt groans.
Command
“Hit the command,” the criminal orders, but Schmidt knows, if he doesn’t, even though he’ll be killed, there’s a chance Jenko will end up surviving.
Cool
“I was jealous that you were the cool one this time,” Jenko admits.
Drive
“Dude, it’s so unfair they raised my insurance just because dick criminals always target my car,” Jenko complains.
Eye
Schmidt noticed non-school affiliated adults regularly kept an eye on Jenko from the shadows, but it wasn’t until he met some of the original Jump Street members that he realised why this was.
Fool
“Eric fooled me, Zook fooled you,” Schmidt notes.
Fortune
“How exactly did a fortune-teller manage to make you two,” Captain Dickson angrily demands.
Gentle
The week in sophomore year that Schmidt’s mom is scheduled to have surgery, Jenko isn’t exactly gentle, but Schmidt does notice Jenko is much less of a dick to him.
Ghost
“That’s my boy,” Captain Jenko proudly declares to the fortune-teller, “and hopefully, soon, that man with him will be my son-in-law.”
Good
“Well, I mean, it’s good that the fortune-teller did,” Schmidt tries to point out, “or we probably would’ve walked into that dangerous trap the mob had set up for us.”
Goodbye
They say goodbye, they go their separate ways, and (they pretend) it doesn’t hurt.
Harm
“It’s not like you never hurt me back in high school,” Jenko snaps.
Hide
“Oh, please, I might have hurt your feelings, but I never made you hide in fear for your actual life!”
History
“Stop bringing up your high school history in the middle of the squadroom,” Captain Dickson orders.
Hold
“Look, Schmidt, I want to us to have and hold each other and deal with your parents and all that shit, alright,” Jenko irritably declares after a week of his proposal attempts being constantly ruined, “and I had a ring, but it’s in the sewer now, which is your fault, but- do you want this too?”
Hunger
The teachers all praise Schmidt for having a hunger for something more, and Jenko knows making a fat joke would get him in trouble, but if he did, some of the hurt he feels inside would show up on Schmidt’s face.
King
Schmidt has enough self-preservation not to say it, but there are times he thinks of Jenko, You’ll be homecoming king, and that’ll be the biggest achievement you’ll ever have to your name.
Last
“This is the last time your dad’s name will bail you out, kid,” Jenko is told.
Learn
“I’m glad we’ve gotten to learn about each other,” Schmidt sincerely says, and all the feelings Jenko tried to ignore in high school come flooding back.
Mad
“My mom’s part of MADD,” Schmdit quietly says when the popular kids laugh at his outfit and wristband, but to his surprise, Jenko tells them, “Hey, back off; my dad was killed in a drunk driving accident.”
Motion
“Hey, I learned about the theory of motion,” Jenko excitedly tells Schmidt.
Naked
“How would me undressing make the sex better,” Schmidt demands when Jenko keeps pressing the issue.
Need
I don’t need him, they (try to) assure themselves.
Never
“Part of you is never going to see me as anything but stupid, mean Jenko, huh, Schmidt?”
Now
“Starting from now, let’s have a clean slate, okay,” Schmidt suggested at the beginning of their partnership.
One
“It’s the only one I have; my mom got rid of the rest,” Jenko says.
Picture
Looking at the picture of Captain Jenko, Schmidt feels a swell of sympathy for his once-bully.
Power
Seeing a ghost sitting behind the two men, the fortune-teller regrets not becoming an accountant instead of trying to make use of this often irritating, occasionally dangerous power.
Precious
“You’re precious to our son; that makes you precious to us,” the Schmidts inform Jenko.
Safe
“I promise to always try to keep him safe,” Jenko responds.
Shadow
“Jenko, buddy, I really doubt your dad was part of some shadowy government origination involving aliens,” Schmidt says at two in the morning when the pot really starts to take effect.
Sing
“I’m telling you, man, in addition to being a great artist, Maya sings like an angel,” Schmidt gushes, and Jenko breathes deeply to keep the jealousy from spilling out.
Soul
“And she introduced to me to this great soul artist…” Schmidt continues as everyone else in the squad watches pencil after pencil embed in the wall.
Stop
When Captain Dickson screams about the damage to the wall, Jenko just manages to stop himself from saying, Sorry, captain, but Schmidt was talking too much about your daughter.
Sudden
They’re boys, torturer and tortured, then, they’re partners, friends, and now, suddenly, they’re exchanging rings, and neither is complaining, but both has a moment to wonder, how in the hell did we, did I, get to this point?
Thousand
Schmidt starts making origami cranes the week his mom is scheduled to have surgery, and Jenko doesn’t know for sure that there’s a connection between the two, but he almost- he doesn’t say, hey, if she’s going to die, that won’t work, and if she does, it sure as shit won’t bring her back, because- he knows how much it would have destroyed little kid him to be so bluntly told such a thing.
Time
“It’s time to let go of all yesterdays,” Schmidt reads aloud, and sitting up straighter, Jenko pays attention.
Torn
“Your dad would have been torn; on the one hand, he’d be proud as hell, but on the other, he always wanted you to be safe, and this job is anything but,” Jenko is told.
Vision
A vision comes, and sighing, the fortune-teller says, “Your undercover operation will be worse than blown if you two go to that meeting today.”
Wait
“We agreed we’d wait until any kid we adopted was eighteen before we told them,” Schmidt continues.
Wall
“I’d have better luck talking to a wall than you two,” Captain Dickson frustratedly declares.
Wash
“Be more careful, you two; I don’t want to have to wash blood out of anymore of your clothes,” Annie Schmidt says.
Wrong
“I was wrong about you,” Schmidt says, and Jenko responds, “Yeah, I was wrong about you, too.”
Young
The quarterback teases (bullies) the unpopular nerd, and in the shadows, the officer who served faithfully under Captain Jenko despairs, but the thought, He’s still so young, maybe, once he grows some… keeps this officer from completely writing off the wayward son.