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We should be hiking right now.

This is so embarrassing.

It's not embarrassing. You have a bagel cut.

It's the most common kitchen injury.

We used to see 'em all the time in New York.

Yeah, except I wasn't cutting a bagel.

I was trying to empty the stupid dishwasher.

OWEN STRAND: And that's what you get for unloading a dishwasher

that belongs to somebody else

when you're the one on vacation.

Ah.

I hate this stupid tremor, Owen. I hate it.

My daughter is on the verge of making varsity.

And I keep having to make excuses

as to why I can't play catch with her anymore.

You haven't told her?

No. Only my wife knows.

(sighs) I tried to tell my girls a few times,

but one week, you know, Yvonne has tryouts and...

and Hannah got the lead in the school play.

- I just didn't wanna-- - Blow up their world.

Yes.

Yeah, I had the same thing when they diagnosed me

with lung cancer.

Wait, you had, you had lung cancer?

Yeah. And they told me to get my affairs in order.

But after a little chemo,

actually a lot of chemo and some surgery,

four years later, I'm still here.

So, you never know.

I do know.

Huntington's is not cancer.

There's no chemo.

There's no treatment.

It is a vicious, unrelenting descent to the end.

(sighs) My wife and I are already

starting to make preparations for what's to come.

And if you have the gene, Owen,

so should you.

(theme music plays)

("Love Will Keep Us Together" by Captain Tennille playing)

GIRL: You can try it if you want.

♪ Love

CLARA: They're top-of-the-line,

barely used, and a steal for 50 bucks.

Oh, uh, can you excuse us for just one second?

- What? - Seriously? 50 bucks?

I mean, we bought that thing on our honeymoon for $600.

Vic, we agreed everything has to go, right?

And what's the point of getting sentimental about our honeymoon?

We're divorced.

VIC: At least try for 100.

Even the Peterson girl's making more than we are

and she's selling lemonade.

Lemonade in a heat wave. Supply and demand?

Nobody wants our old crap or our old life.

QUINCY: I do.

Why do we have to leave?

(sighs) Oh, honey.

We talked about this.

Mommy and Daddy can't be together.

Not like we used to.

Good. You fought too much.

Don't fight and we can stay.

Why don't you go play while Daddy and I

take care of some stuff, okay?

♪ Talkin' me down Hear with your heart ♪

I put out some chalk on the sidewalk.

- Okay. - ♪ Just stop, stop ♪

♪ 'Cause I really love you ♪

Ooh. Practically never used, only 100.

♪ Look in my heart

♪ And let love keep us together ♪

MAN: What are you drawing?

My family.

Nice.

That's my mommy, that's my daddy, and that's me.

So why do you look so sad?

They got a divorce. We have to move.

And you don't want to.

♪ When the others turn you off ♪

Thank you.

- How'd you do? - Thirty-five.

(Vic sputters)

Where's Quincy?

What do you mean? He was on the sidewalk.

Uh, he...

was right there. Quincy?

- Quincy? - VIC: Quince? Quincy?

Hey, Quincy? I'll check the house.

Has anyone seen a little boy? He's six years old.

Have you seen a little boy? Quincy!

This is him. Quincy. He's six.

CARLOS REYES: When was the last time you saw your son

before you noticed he was missing?

About 10, 15 minutes.

I told him to-to go draw. He-he was right here.

Did you see him talking to anyone? Strangers?

Uh, there's been strangers tromping through our yard all day.

Did you check inside the house?

Uh, yes. He didn't go in there.

Uh, the power's shut off

and it's over 100 degrees in the house.

And you don't think he might have run away?

CLARA: Quincy wouldn't run away.

He didn't wanna leave the house at all.

Alright. Can you tell me what he was wearing?

Uh... I don't remember.

(voice breaking) How can I not remember that?

CLARA: Uh, the blue shirt

uh, with the, with the white and red stripes.

(voice breaking) It's his favorite.

He's in, he's in black shorts and, uh...

Red sneakers with white shoelaces?

Yes. How did you know that?

You said he didn't wanna leave?

Maybe he didn't.

Hey, buddy. There he is.

Quincy! You scared us so much.

- Quincy? - VIC: Oh, buddy.

CLARA: Oh, my God, he's burning up!

He's burning up.

Dispatch, this is 3-6-3-H-20 We need Rescue ASAP.

We located the child, but he's unconscious.

Possibly from heatstroke.

Okay. Copy you. They're on the way.

But my nearest RA unit is 10 minutes out.

Negative, dispatch. I don't have 10 minutes.

Okay. We need to get him in some cold water

to cool his body temperature down.

You near a tub?

How about a kiddy pool?

Yeah, if it's got water in it.

Boats, boats!

VIC: Come on, buddy. Wake up, buddy.

- Alright, Grace, he's in. - Okay, good. Do you have a pulse?

- I'm checking. - GRACE RYDER (on phone): How cold's the water?

It's lukewarm.

GRACE: Okay, yeah, it's not cold enough.

CLARA: I think he stopped breathing.

Grace, he-he's lost pulse.

Okay, we gotta start CPR.

Either of you know CPR?

- Yeah, I do. - Alright.

Start compressions right now.

Officer Reyes, can you tell me what's going on?

Officer Reyes, you copy?

♪

Watch out, watch out.

(gasps) Quincy!

- Mom? - Oh, baby.

(whimpering) I thought I lost you.

I'm sorry I hid.

I didn't wanna leave.

VIC: So you hid in the wardrobe?

What if we'd sold it?

Mommy said nobody was gonna pay

good money for that piece of junk.

(all chuckle)

(knock on door)

- Hey, Dad. - OWEN: Hey.

TK STRAND: Where's Uncle Robert?

Uh, he's resting.

You all had a big day?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, big enough.

Oh.

Cracked open the old man's journal.

Yeah. It's pretty cool getting to know him like this.

Your father, he was a pretty interesting guy.

Was he?

Oh, right. You didn't really know him that well, did you?

No.

No, not at all.

I have an image from when I was 13

of him getting smaller through a window

as my mother drove us away.

(clicks tongue) And he's been shrinking in my life ever since.

Wow. That's complicated.

Yeah.

So, um, your Uncle Robert is ill.

What do you mean?

He's got Huntington's disease.

Since when?

I don't know. I think he was diagnosed a month ago.

I didn't see any symptoms at dinner.

OWEN: He hides it well.

But he's got tremors and...

cognitive issues, and...

it's progressing rapidly.

And he drove himself halfway across the country?

I know. That's why I put Judd in charge of the firehouse.

I'm gonna drive him back to California.

Dad, uh...

Huntington's disease is hereditary.

Does he know which parent carried the gene?

His Dad. My-my dad.

My grandfather.

Yeah, I guess I didn't get to that part yet.

You know, your dad... sure was a son of a bitch.

He ignored us his entire life, and now this.

If he had it, we might have it.

Possibly.

(TK sighs)

Wow. Um...

Dad, I'm... about to get married.

OWEN: Yeah, I know.

TK: Should I postpone it? Do I call it off?

No. No. You're not gonna postpone anything.

You're just gonna move forward with your life.

Dad, I-I can't marry Carlos

knowing that I have a death sentence hanging over my head.

Son, we all have a death sentence

hanging over our heads.

Listen, I just got tested.

I'll have the results in 48 hours.

And if you're clear...

Then you're good.

You know, you could have just waited

for a negative result and just kept it to yourself.

Son, when it comes to you, I am done hiding things.

'Cause the truth of it is,

I need you as much as you need me.

♪

- TREVOR PARKS: Three words. - Uh... Hi, bye--

- Hi and bye. - The Beatles!

No, that's two words.

Um, hi? Bye?

Which. Women?

- Uh... Baby! - JUDD RYDER: Her?

- Baby! - LeAnn Rimes!

- TREVOR: What's going on, baby? - JUDD: Baby!

"Bye, Bye, Baby" by Justin Timberlake!

- (bell rings) - Okay, no.

Sorry, guys. Time's up.

And, sweetheart, "Bye Bye Bye" was NSYNC.

Alright, so what was it? What was it?

"Hasta La Vista, Baby."

- Ay, no. - Wyatt.

Hey, you said three words.

Yeah, la. La is an article.

- An article... is a word. - WYATT: What?

(group laughing)

You ought not have dropped outta school.

- That's your son. - (laughter)

Alright, well, somebody call the fire department

because you all went down in flames.

TREVOR: I knew it was coming.

I knew it was coming.

GRACE: Alright. Who wants some more wine?

- Yes, please. (laughs) - Yes, I know you do. Come on.

Leigh Ann, you want some sparkling cider?

Sorry, guys, so-- That one's on me.

TREVOR: It's alright. Don't worry about it.

Hey, so your dad tells us that you joined the academy.

- How's that going? - It's, uh, it's going okay.

Babe, it's going a lot better than okay.

Wait, uh, did he tell you about his, uh, ladder drill time?

5.29.

What?

Well, that's impressive.

Even though I don't know what that consists of.

- Oh. - (laughter)

It's 110 feet straight up with 80 pounds of gear on.

And when I was at the academy, the best time was, like, 5.50.

Wow. Well, that sounds like you're breaking records, Wyatt.

No, uh, I'm just training like my dad taught me.

You know, some running, cycling, mostly.

A little bit of boxing.

And using up all of our trash bags.

- (laughter) - GRACE: Trash bags? What?

Okay, so what I do, I put,

I put it over my workout gear.

I also learned that from my dad.

It's good for heat conditioning.

Also goes well with everything.

- (laughter) - I mean, that's my boy.

He's already been getting calls from captains

trying to recruit him to their houses after he graduates.

Ooh. Hey, which houses?

Uh, Captain Andrews at 122

and then Captain Jeffries at 124.

Well, how about, um, Captain Ryder from the 126?

- What? - What are you doing?

- Captain Ryder? Congrats. - No. No, no, no.

She's teasing me a little bit 'cause I-I'm acting captain

because Owen had to go to California

- for some family stuff, but that's it. - Ahh.

I-I swear, every time he leaves me in charge of that place,

I'm scared to death that she's gonna burn to the ground.

Judd, come on. That only happened that one time.

- Ha, ha. - GRACE: Tommy.

- Stop, okay? - TOMMY VEGA: What?

I'm gonna have to spend the rest of the night

reassuring my husband.

Oh, no. He knows I'm kidding.

The house couldn't be in better hands.

You are an excellent captain, Judd.

- Thank you, T. - (drinks clinking)

And a terrible charades player.

Aah. Well...

- (Tommy clears throat) - (Judd sighs)

Them sounds like fightin' words.

So why don't we see what kinda Pictionary...

- Pictionary game y'all got. - (cell phone dings)

- LEIGH ANN: Okay. - GRACE: Yes, sir.

- JUDD: Not even. - Oh! Uh...

A table just opened up at Ferraccia's for this Thursday.

I've been trying to get a reservation there for months.

I have 30 seconds to say yes, so...

Guys, listen, they have a linguine dish

that's supposed to be to die for.

- Squid ink. Thursday? - GRACE: Yes.

Let's do it. Yes.

Wyatt, what are y'all doing Thursday?

- Oh. Uh... - Maybe.

- Yeah, I think we're available. - Great.

- Y'all can babysit. Reverend, we're in, baby boy. - (all exclaiming)

- (sirens wailing) - (horn blares)

MAN: Come on, guys, this way.

Alright, so dispatch says that we got a commercial paper mill

with a partial involvement.

Paper? So a tinderbox on a good day.

It looks like a bad day.

MARJAN MARWANI: They say how many are inside?

No, we didn't get a head count yet,

but we got about a dozen of 'em out already.

So, look, it's gonna be pretty thin until backup gets in,

so let's get Marwani, Strickland, Chavez inside.

- Y'all head up search and rescue. - MARJAN: Yes, sir.

JUDD: Stay light on your toes.

Alright, y'all, Ricardo, Gallagher,

let's get some attack lines up and going now.

Alright, there's triage.

Let's check 'em for possible smoke inhalation.

MARJAN: This way is clear.

FIREFIGHTER: We got two more coming out.

- MAN: Move 'em out! - This way. Keep moving.

Hey, how we doin' in there?

PAUL STRICKLAND (over radio): Checking the back offices now.

Well, let's hustle it up.

That's it. Nice deep breaths, sir.

Nancy, prep more O2.

- Copy. - Please, you gotta help.

My best friend Jimmy's stuck inside.

When the fire alarm went off,

he tried to shut down the roller press.

He got caught in it.

FD's are still sweeping the bravo side.

Please. He's hurt bad.

Captain Ryder, we have a worker

that's trapped in the press room. East side.

The 129 is en route,

and they're gonna fly in for extrication.

Copy that. But I'm taking my team in

for urgent medical care.

- Send help when you can. - Alright. Copy.

But watch your back 'cause we ain't got this fire on a leash yet.

Marwani, what's the status report?

MARJAN: We evacuated the control room and the sheeters.

We're moving to the Charlie side.

- TOMMY: Jimmy? - NANCY GILLIAN: Austin EMS!

TK: Cap, he's right here.

Jimmy? Hey.

I'm Tommy.

We're here to help, okay?

(straining) Did everybody... get out?

My team?

TOMMY: Yeah, everybody got out.

How... bad is it?

Oh, we're gonna take a look right now, okay?

TK, tourniquet that arm.

Nancy, get the LIFEPAK on him.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

- (Jimmy breathing heavy) - NANCY: Cap, heart's racing.

BP's 55 over 30 and dropping fast.

(monitor beeping)

Judd, I've got a patient here who's bleeding internally.

What's the ETA?

We're still waiting on the 129.

MATEO CHAVEZ: Dryers are clear.

PAUL: The back office is clear, too.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what is that?

MARJAN: Cap? What do you call

a big, angry machine in the pulp room?

Oh, that's gotta be the digester.

There's wood chips, there's all manner of chemicals in there.

MARJAN: Well, I don't think it should be making this noise.

Let me hear it.

(rattling and rumbling)

(rattling intensifies)

Alright, pull your teams outta there now.

That thing's fixin' to blow. Mayday, mayday, mayday.

All firefighters evacuate the building immediately.

We got fires that are overheating a chemical process.

I got a mayday.

All AFD evacuate immediately. Out.

Okay, listen, both of you, evacuate.

Get outta the building. Find Captain Ryder.

Tell him I need help to extricate this patient.

- Cap. - Now!

JUDD: Where's 122?

WOMAN (over radio): All personnel clear, IC.

Uh, Marwani, what's your 20?

MARJAN: I'm right here, Cap.

- Building's clear, man. - Hey.

Y'all gotta move that triage back.

- Where's Tommy? - She's still in there.

- She ordered us out. - JUDD: Yeah.

I gave the order for everybody to get out.

Her patient is stuck in the machine.

She needs help with extrication.

Captain Vega, you hear me?

Yeah, Judd, I'm here.

I gave the evacuation order. You gotta get out.

(sighs) Judd, I got a pulse.

Damn it, Vega.

Marwani, you're in charge till I come outta there.

- Well, where are you going? - Inside.

Alright, everybody, back up.

- Hang in there. - Tommy, we gotta get outta here.

There's no time for this.

What are we doing? What do we doing?

TOMMY: We're gonna need more than a Halligan.

(Judd grunts)

Damn it.

We gotta go. We don't have time for this.

Come on, come on. We gotta go.

What, are you-- you gonna have a field amputation?

Yes! If I leave him here, he dies.

Wha-- How-how long does that take?

It takes as long as it takes.

Move.

(intense music)

(thwack)

MARJAN: Alright, everybody back.

- PAUL: You heard her. Back up! - JUDD: Move, move, move!

Fall back! Fall back! Fall back!

(people screaming)

♪

(inhales and exhales deeply)

Hey, T.

Hey, Juddie.

Would you want, would you wanna talk about

what just happened out there?

What's there to talk about?

We lost someone in the field. It happens.

No, I don't-- That's not-- That's not exactly what I mean.

Oh. Uh...

What do you mean?

JUDD: Well...

I called that mayday.

Yeah.

Obviously-obviously, and I gave,

I gave the order to evacuate the building.

You-you didn't hear it?

I heard it. Yeah.

So why didn't you evacuate?

Um...

I was trying to save a man's life.

No, I know. I get that. I-I just mean...

I got this after-action report that I gotta fill out,

I'm just wondering, you know, what do I put?

Whatever you have to.

I suppose.

I feel uncomfortable doing this

'cause we've been friends for so long.

I ain't... trying to pull rank here.

Hmm. Well, that would be hard to do

since we have the same rank.

I mean... T, come on. You know what I mean.

No, I'm-I'm not sure I do.

As fire captain...

Right? You get to call the shots on how to best put out a fire.

As a paramedic captain,

I decide how best to treat an injured patient.

And them two things don't always line up, right?

On this call,

I was the incident commander.

- TOMMY: Hmm. - JUDD: Alright?

So that means that my duty

is to protect everybody in that building.

And it's my duty to protect my patient.

And I wasn't going to leave him to die.

But he did die, Tommy.

And it's by the grace of God

that you and I didn't go with him when the building blew.

I didn't ask you to go back in there.

Well, personally, I'm glad that I did.

You want me to say I'm sorry?

No, I ain't fishin' for an apology here.

I-- What I-I want is I wanna have the confidence

that that ain't gonna happen again

the next time we're out on a call.

Well, I can't predict the future.

Yeah, I can't either.

Let me put it this way, then.

What I would like is to have some confidence

that my goddaughters' mama's gonna make it home to them.

Especially since they just lost their daddy.

You know what?

You don't get to play that card with me.

I'm not trying to pull a card on you.

I just, I'm-- I-I just wanna talk for a minute.

Yeah, okay. Um...

I'm done with this conversation.

(door opens)

- Hey, babe. Did you wait up? - Hey.

Uh, no, I just... I couldn't sleep.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Um, how's, how was your shift?

Uneventful.

Which is an event in itself.

You want a water?

No, I'm okay.

I was waiting up.

CARLOS: You were?

Yeah. I-I don't know why... I said everything was okay,

because it's, um...

it's not.

TK, what's wrong?

It-it might be nothing, but...

if it is something...

then it's pretty bad.

Okay, you're officially starting to freak me out.

My Uncle Robert has Huntington's disease.

Huntington's.

That's a neurological condition, isn't it?

It's neurodegenerative.

There's no coming back from it,

and, um, it's hereditary.

But your, your uncle and your dad are only half-brothers.

It's on my dad's side of the family.

♪

Is there a way to test for it?

Um...

Yeah, my dad's waiting for his test results.

It should take, like, a day or two.

And what are the chances?

Well, it's 50/50 for my dad.

And if he's clear, I'm clear.

And if he's not?

Then it's a flip of a coin for me.

Wow. Um...

(exhales) Okay.

And what are the symptoms exactly?

Well, aside from the cognitive stuff, um...

there's trouble walking,

eating,

talking,

breathing.

Everything sort of starts shutting down.

That's a lot to process.

I know.

That's why I, uh...

I just want you to know that I have...

zero expectations.

I don't want this to be a death sentence

for the both of us, okay?

What does that mean?

It means that...

you don't have to worry about anything.

And I don't expect you to go through with the wedding.

Why wouldn't I go through with the wedding?

Did you not hear anything I just said, Carlos?

I don't wanna be your responsibility to take care of,

to feed, to bathe.

Well, that one doesn't sound so bad.

What about taking me to the bathroom?

This isn't a joke, Carlos, okay?

I'm not taking it as a joke, baby.

In sickness and in health, right?

That's what we're going for.

No matter what the future holds, we'll face it together, TK.

Yeah, but you might be going through it alone,

because as it progresses,

I might not remember anything.

(voice breaking) I might not even remember who you are.

Then I'll just have to introduce myself to you every day.

I'll say, "Hi.

"You're TK.

"I'm Carlos.

And we're soul mates."

Soul mate?

(sniffles) I've never heard you say that before.

It's true.

How long have you thought that?

Since the first night I took you home.

Me, too.

What?

You're such a liar.

You couldn't get out of there fast enough.

(slight chuckle)

(sniffles)

Why do you think I ran?

Well, I'm not running, TK.

I'm right here.

No matter what, baby.

♪

(mouths) Come here.

(TK sniffles)

♪

NANCY: Can you pass me some small-suction catheters?

Sure. Do you think Cap is ever gonna leave her office?

Not until the next tone goes off, I'm guessing.

- That was a pretty rough call. - Yeah.

- ASHA FULTON: Hello. - Hey, Asha.

- Hi. Hey. - Hey, Paul.

Your lady friend's here.

Yo, Asha. Hey.

What a nice surprise.

No, I'm pretty sure it's not.

(knock on door)

Captain Vega, not sure if you remember me,

but I am Asha Fulton

from the Professional Standards Division

of AFD Internal Affairs.

HR

If you like.

Not really.

Do you have a moment?

Sure. Yeah. Have a seat.

This is about the paper mill fire, isn't it?

That's right. Do you mind if I record this conversation?

No, not at all.

Look, I-I understand that protocol dictates

that before a field amputation--

I'm not here about the field amputation, Captain.

Oh. Then what?

At any time during the response, do you recall

an order to evacuate coming over the radio?

I do.

ASHA: So you acknowledge that you did hear the order?

I heard it.

ASHA: And it was clear to you at that time

that the order came from your incident commander?

Yes. Very.

Could not have been clearer.

(knock on door)

- Hey, babe. - Hey.

Mwah.

TOMMY: Hmm.

Did you lose track of time?

TOMMY: Nope.

We're meeting Judd and Grace at the restaurant in 45 minutes.

No, we're not. We're canceling.

What are you talking about? You can't cancel Ferraccia's.

It took us months to get those reservations.

What about the squid ink linguine?

Well, I just can't eat linguine with a snitch.

- A snitch? - Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Judd called HR on me

after we had, uh, a-a difference of opinion.

Okay, but HR?

You don't think maybe that was a little extreme?

No, I didn't wanna call HR Hell, no. I hate those people.

But, look, they entrusted me to look after the captain's chair.

They got these rules for a reason,

and I'm obliged to follow 'em.

Okay, sweetie, listen, I need you to go ahead

and get up and get dressed, alright?

I ain't gonna be getting dressed

'cause I ain't going nowhere.

You know, Ferraccia's has a very strict

on-time policy, right?

Perhaps we can discuss this feud over appetizers.

You know, calling it a "feud"

really sounds a little melodramatic.

What would you call it?

This is a spat.

- Oh, you think so? - Mm-hmm.

That's how it all starts.

You know Proverbs, right?

"The beginning of strife is like a trickle

that if not quickly stopped, turns into a flood."

Please don't get biblical on me, Preacher Man.

"A house divided will surely fall."

Matthew 12:25.

He's your best friend, Tommy.

No shift in power dynamics can change that.

And where do you assume

the power has shifted to, exactly?

All I'm saying,

tonight, don't think of it as a dinner table.

Think of it as a peace table.

- I can't stand you. - (Trevor laughs)

Okay. I can do that.

(sighs deeply)

I'll be civil.

I suppose I could go for some squid ink.

What? Hey. I ain't gonna eat no squid ink.

MAITRE D: Welcome to Ferraccia's.

Your party is just this way.

GRACE: Thank you.

- GRACE: Thank you. Hey. - Hey.

- You look dapper, Rev. - TREVOR: You too, brother.

Oh, Tommy. That jumpsuit, I love it, ma'am.

Well, thank you. You're looking stunning this evening.

- Thank you so much. - SERVER: I'll be back to take your drink orders in a moment.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- Tommy. - Judd.

(Judd sighs)

Um, we are so sorry we're late, guys.

We had a little trouble getting out of the house.

TREVOR: Oh, that's okay. We haven't been here very long.

We just ordered the prawn appetizer

and a buffalo cauliflower, so, hope that's okay.

- Mm. Great. - Oh, that sounds wonderful.

Well, unless Judd wanted to give the order. I...

He likes to give orders.

Tommy.

Uh-uh. Nope.

Okay, friends, now we know

that you all are in the middle of a slight conflict.

Okay?

I think we just need to clear the air,

get it all sorted, get it out there

before the appetizers get here,

because I, for one, plan on enjoying my squid ink.

(laughs) I think that's a terrific idea.

GRACE: Yes. Mm-hmm.

Okay.

How do you two, uh, propose we go about doing that?

Well, you two love and respect each other.

Yes?

So I think all you need is a little mediation.

Exactly. And Grace has talked many a person

through much more dire situations than this.

Right, Grace?

Um... Yes, but I was talking about you.

- Me? - Well, yes. You are clergy.

I... am.

That is true.

And conflict resolution

was a part of my divinity training.

There you go.

TREVOR: Alright.

So, the Bible teaches us

that the wise regard rebuke

as a gift of gold.

A kindness.

I hope that's how you both can

receive what I'm about to say.

Tommy...

the other night you shared with all of us

what a terrific captain you thought Judd was.

Yeah, I suppose I did.

TREVOR: And we all know that you're not a flatterer,

so can we assume that came from the heart?

It did.

TREVOR: And, Judd,

you've expressed to me on more than one occasion

that you consider Tommy to be the best paramedic captain

in all of Travis County.

Well, there ain't no doubt about it.

Alright, then. You see?

(Trevor sighs)

Um... pastor, that's it?

Uh, yeah, I thought you was maybe

- just getting warmed up or... - GRACE: Yeah.

Alright, so conflict resolution.

Not a huge part of divinity training.

Look, she wanted it done before the appetizers got here.

Look, it's like what Grace already said.

You both love and respect each other.

This is all some big misunderstanding.

Misunderstanding? No. He reported me to HR

No, I didn't call HR

I did call the, uh, Professional Standards Division

of the AFD Internal Affairs.

TOMMY: Oh. Oh, well...

Well, that sounds much better.

Thanks for clarifying.

Well, Tommy, I didn't...

didn't really know what choice you left me

since you weren't willing to have an adult conversation.

You brought up my dead husband, Judd.

- Oh, Judd. - TOMMY: Yes.

Okay. I ought not to have done that.

I'm sorry.

I certainly didn't mean to offend you.

Alright. Okay.

So we have some ground there, that's good.

That's good.

So, Judd,

would you say

maybe some of your words were ill-chosen?

Yes.

And would you also agree that there may have been

a certain punitive element in your reporting

of what you perceived as Tommy's insubordination to HR?

I do know that I was a little... a little pissed off.

Maybe just a little petty?

Maybe just a little p-- I can live with petty.

Alright.

(clears throat)

And, Tommy...

hmm...

would you agree that by not

immediately responding to Judd's order

that you disregarded AFD protocol

to a certain extent?

(sighs uncomfortably)

And even if disobeying those orders in itself

were a noble act

some might even say a heroic one.

TOMMY: That's true. Everything you said is true.

I... I own that.

I own it. I do.

- Um... - TOMMY: I own that.

Now, well, let's-let's hold on just a second.

She owns it.

No, I-I heard her own it,

but she owns being noble and heroic,

and my husband has to live with being petty?

- Well... - Hang on, hang on. Hang on. That's okay.

I don't think so. I don't think that's okay.

I'm sorry. You're not gonna live with petty.

He's not gonna live with petty.

- So-- - Well, he already agreed to it.

He was fine with it.

No, I think that's because your boyfriend

just tricked him into it, Tommy.

So just listen.

Reverend, I'm not trying to be disrespectful,

but you are not an honest broker of this peace.

Now, you know the word,

"Woe to those who put sweet for bitter

and bitter for sweet."

Did you just quote Isaiah to me in rebuke?

Absolute-- Um, one second.

Alright... I did.

And do rebuke you in this moment, Pastor, yes.

- TREVOR: She rebuked me! - TOMMY: I heard it.

- Gracie. - TOMMY: Mm-hm.

Well, because... What?

Alright, listen, Mrs. Ryder,

I did not ask to be dragged into the middle of this.

You hectored me into it.

No, sir, I did not hector you.

I simply said that you were clergy.

Well, you have a special talent

for hectoring people

- with very few words. - GRACE: Ooh.

Do me a favor. Watch the tone that you use when you speak to my wife.

- TREVOR: Tone? Tone? - Hey. Okay. No, you know what?

I need you to stop pointing

your big fingers at my boyfriend.

Well, hold on, Tommy. Don't-don't you start barking orders now.

- Barking? Barking? - I'm sorry? Excuse me?

- Let's not do that. - Tommy wouldn't know an order

if it bit her on the ass in front of everybody in the restaurant.

TOMMY: Don't... Don't say it.

You know what? You can kiss my a--

Well, hold on, because we're not done, okay?

You have a talent for saying a whole lot of nothin'

with very many words, Reverend.

- TREVOR: Excuse me? - (Judd whooping, clapping)

- (clears throat loudly) - You have a talent--

Your appetizers, on the house.

Miss, how come they're covered in plastic?

Because I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

(both laughing)

- You can think about my words on your drive home. - Bye.

- See, we made the reservations. - (clears throat) All of you!

Thank you.

Get your ass up, Tommy.

Man. Have you guys been upstairs today?

(shivers)

Are you referring to the cold front

that landed in between our captains' offices?

Yeah. They haven't said a word to each other all morning.

Yeah, ever since that factory call.

Ever since your cap called HR on our cap.

Uh... no.

Now, Nance, that's just speculation, alright?

We don't know for sure.

Don't we, though?

- What? - Come on.

Your girlfriend had to have said something to you.

Well, she didn't.

Besides, all that stuff is confidential.

She wouldn't betray that. Not even for me.

Did you try prying?

I've been trying all kinds of ways

but that woman is locked tighter than a drum.

Well, I mean, it's obvious.

Why else did she come by here looking for Captain Vega?

I don't know, maybe Captain Vega

filed a complaint against our cap.

Whoa, she would never do that.

PAUL: Yeah, well, Judd's not the type

to drop a dime to HR, now, is he?

Well, maybe not Judd,

but I'm not so sure about Captain Ryder.

That helmet could get to his head.

Yeah, it's a helmet.

It's not like he wouldn't have had reason to.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What is that supposed to mean?

You know exactly what it means.

Your cap ignored orders to evacuate.

It's not like I don't understand why, but.

She didn't ignore anything.

When Judd called the mayday,

she ordered us out of the building.

And then she stayed.

Yeah, but she was trying to save someone's life.

And she put her own and our captain's

in danger in the process.

And danger is a part of the job.

So is following orders.

Well, he's not the boss of her because they're both captains.

Yeah, but he was the IC.

So, yeah, he was the boss of her.

Alright, fair point.

But he didn't have to turn around

and report her to the Gestapo, Paul.

Bro, what did you just call my girlfriend?

- Fill in the blanks. - Ain't nobody talking to you, Nancy.

- NANCY: Really? - It was a bitch move.

You all know it, and nobody died.

Apart from the worker that you guys didn't save.

Oh, is that really where you wanna go, Marjan?

- You were right there, Nancy. - Hey! Knock it off!

Alright, this house may have two teams,

but we are one family.

Act like it.

Am I clear?

- Yeah, Cap. - Yeah, Cap.

Hey, Fire. Captain Vega just asked y'all a question.

- Yeah, clear. - Understood.

PAUL: Got it.

JUDD: Hey. I j-- I just--

I appreciate what you said back there.

It's all true.

Yeah. And I-I mean, I--

(sucks teeth) I know some things were said last night,

but the only thing that does matter

is that we do love and respect each other.

That's never changed.

Right. So...

we good?

We've always been good, Judd.

(exhales)

Okay, I just, I just want,

you know, these next several shifts

that we got captaining together to go smoothly.

They will. They will.

I-I spoke with, um,

Paramedic Captain Hogan from B-shift,

and starting tonight,

he's agreed to switch shifts with my crew.

Just until Captain Strand gets back.

♪

(siren wailing)

Dispatch said the driver was trying to make a turn

when he clipped the cyclist

who went over the hood, bike and all.

Alright, get the backboard,

the C-collar, and the head blocks.

Let's go.

Paramedic. Comin' through.

(tense music playing)

- Wyatt. - TK: Excuse us.

Alright, honey, we're gonna get you out of this, alright?

Alright, TK, start a line. Run it wide open.

TK?

- Yeah? Okay. - Yeah, yeah.

Nancy, radio West Park.

Tell 'em to have a neurosurgeon standing by.

Copy.

TOMMY: Alright, just stay with us, Wyatt.

(doctor speaking indistinctly)

(door opens)

Tommy.

Where's my boy?

TOMMY: He's still in surgery.

(Judd sighs deeply)

- What did the docs say? - Okay.

Well, they confirm that

there is some brain swelling

and, um, several broken vertebrae, but...

Judd.

He's got the best spinal cord surgeon in Austin

working on him right now.

He's got a spinal surgeon?

- My God in heaven. - TOMMY: Yeah, I know.

No, I know. I know. I know.

But, listen, Juddie, you need to focus

on the fact that Wyatt is alive, okay?

He's alive.

His vitals were strong the entire way to the hospital.

Your boy never stopped fighting.

So he was awake when you got him here?

Yeah. Yeah, he was conscious.

Did he say anything or was he,

was he scared or was he in pain?

Judd, he wasn't really talking.

Well, you just shoot straight with me.

How bad is it?

I don't know.

I don't know, but we're, we're just gonna have to--

We'll see, alright?

- Yeah. - We'll wait and see together.

Yep, yep, yep.

Okay. Come on.

- (cell phone ringing) - Babe, my dad's calling.

- CARLOS: What? - TK: My dad's calling. (panting)

Oh, my God, baby, I'm freaking out.

- Alright. Hey, hey, hey. - (sharp exhale)

- Alright, alright, listen to me. - Mm-hmm.

Whatever he says, we're gonna go through it together, okay?

- Okay. - Alright.

- Okay. - Alright, pick up the phone.

- (ringing) - Alright.

- TK: Hey, Dad. - CARLOS: Hey, Owen.

Hey, guys.

So, listen, I just got the email from the clinic.

Okay, and?

And I am negative for the Huntington's gene,

which means you are, too.

TK: I'm so relieved, Dad.

Yeah, me, too.

Listen, you guys should celebrate.

Yeah, you, too.

I am! Robert's having a little barbecue for me

for my last night here.

Okay, well, tell everybody

that we've never met before

that we love them and, uh...

I'm gonna pick you up at the airport tomorrow.

2:30, right?

I'll see you then.

- (TK sighs) - Good.

I feel like we just got a second lease on life.

Yeah.

You know what? My dad is right.

We need to go out and celebrate.

- Okay. Mm-hmm. - TK: Okay.

Let's go get ready, come on.

Wait, wait, wait.

Before we go.

♪

(exhales)

I'm... just really happy for you, Owen.

YVONNE: Hey, Dad, I need cash.

- Uh... Hello, Yvonne. - (Owen chuckles)

Uh, "Dad, may I please have some cash?"

Dad, I-I'm serious. It's for ice cream.

Oh, well, that sounds very serious.

Oh, come on, Dad, the guy's waiting. Please.

She's 15 years old,

and she's already mastered the art of the hard sell.

- How much do you need? - YVONNE: Uh, 20 should be fine.

- (Robert moans) - Dad, are you okay?

Yes, I am fine.

I had just had a little too much caffeine.

OWEN: Hang on, I got this.

It's on your uncle. That should do it.

YVONNE: Thanks, Uncle Owen.

More new uncles like this one.

I'll get on that right away.

YVONNE: Oh, do you guys want anything?

No, no, we're good.

(Robert sighs)

I thought the tremor was in your right hand.

(sighs) Yeah.

So did I.

Until, uh, Arizona.

How long are you gonna hide this from 'em?

How long do you think you can?

I don't know.

I'm gonna tell 'em, though.

When?

Soon.

Thing about "soon" is it becomes later.

Don't do what I did when I didn't tell TK

that I had cancer.

You don't want them hearing it from anybody other than you.

Well, I'm gonna tell 'em tomorrow

after you leave for Texas.

So, later.

I promise that they will know before TK's wedding.

Does that mean you're coming?

Yeah. I'm thinking of bringing

Sydney and the girls out

so that they can get to know everybody.

I mean, you know, if that's-that's okay.

- We-we'll stay in a hotel. - Oh, we-- You will not.

You'll stay with me.

Oh... This is so great.

Oh, TK is going to be over the moon.

(chuckles) Good. Good.

Now that we know that you're in the clear,

I just, I wanna ask one more favor.

It's the last one, I swear.

Sure. Anything.

I was thinking that I might stay on after they leave

so that we could

have some more time together.

Just the two of us.

That'd be great.

I don't think I can drive you home again.

You won't have to.

I...

I don't plan on coming back.

What do you mean?

I want you...

to help me die, Owen.

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