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♪ Fly me to the moon ♪

♪ Let me play ♪

♪ Among the stars ♪

♪ Let me see what... ♪

MAN:
Kate, look.

KATE:
Oh, wow.

(laughing):
I feel like I'm dreaming.

MAN:
I told you you'd love it.

WOMAN (laughing):
I had to work up the courage.

You've had your pilot's license
for all of a month.

Had no faith.

(laughs)

♪ Baby, kiss me... ♪

MAN:
Now, look.

Wow.

It's amazing.

Now, look, Kate,

Griffith Park Observatory.

KATE:
Our first date.

MAN:
Best day of my life.

-I'm gonna swing us back around, okay?
-Okay.

♪ All I worship and adore... ♪

(gasps)

-(alarm ringing)
-Crap.

-Aah, aah!
-This is not good.

KATE: What's not? What?
What's happening?

MAN: Uh, th-there's a binder
under your seat.

Grab it.
Last page is a checklist.

Um, uh, okay.

-Uh...
-Now, last one.

Okay. Okay, here.

-"Emergency landing without engine power"?
-Read the list, babe.

-Um, "Airspeed 65 knots."
-Check.

-KATE: "Mixture idle cutoff."
-MAN: Check.

-"Verify flight ring is engaged."
-Check.

KATE:
"Initiate engagement process."

-Check.
-"Confirm pilot is head over heels in love

with the passenger."

-(engine resumes)
-MAN: Check.

KATE:
"Will the pilot promise

"to love and cherish

the passenger
until his dying day?"

MAN:
Double check.

(laughs)

-I love you so much, Kate.
-I hate you.

MAN:
What do you say? Like it?

(laughing):
Will you be my copilot?

(sobs)

(panting)

Kate.

(gasps, yells)

Hey, Kate. Kate?

-What's wrong?
-Aah!

Kate! Kate! Kate!

Oh, okay.

Tell me what happened
up there, sir.

Was she complaining
of chest pain or nausea?

No, no, nothing.
She just passed out.

Is she on any medications?

Uh, yeah, uh, some kind of
thyroid medication,

but nothing serious.

I can't believe I did this.
I think I did this.

Did what, sir?

I-I pretended there was
something wrong with the plane.

Why would you do that?

I had a proposal written out
on the emergency instructions.

-I was gonna propose on Valentine's Day
-Okay. Um...

and I don't want to be so on the nose,
so I thought I'd do it a few days early.

Okay, okay, listen to me.

You have to get her
on the ground.

Have you notified
Air Traffic Control?

Yeah, yeah, they said
I could touch down

at Burbank Airport
in 15 minutes.

Is there any place closer

where you could make
an emergency landing?

Get off. Get off.

(people scream)

(people screaming)

Brakes, brakes, brakes.

(people screaming)

(siren wailing)

(pants)

Here, let me give you a hand.

-All right, let's put her over here.
-Okay.

Does she have any history
of heart problems?

MAN:
No, she's only 32.

-How does this happen?
-Blood pressure's 80/40.

Still dropping.

Hen, looks like a possible
heart attack.

Nitro sublingual.

(cell phone ringing)

-Hey, Abbs, I'm-I'm on a call.
-ABBY: Okay, but don't hang up.

I'm the one who took
the call you're on.

Listen, after he told me
about the stunt that he pulled

and he told me
about her condition,

I called her doctor.

-Wait, wh-what stunt?
-ABBY: Oh, he didn't tell you?

Romeo faked an air emergency.

You faked an emergency?

I was proposing.

I thought I was being romantic.

ABBY:
The doctor says she's on levothyroxine

for her thyroid condition,

which you know can
'cause heart palpitations.

Guys, she's on levothyroxine.

-Not a heart attack.
-Broken heart syndrome?

-That's what I'm thinking.
-Okay.

-I'll get the adenosine.
-That's a real thing?

Mimics the symptoms
of a heart attack.

It was probably brought on
by her thyroid medication

and you nearly scaring her
half to death.

HEN: You don't treat it
the same as a cardiac event.

That nitro we almost gave her

could've caused
some real damage.

All right, she's coming to.
She's coming to.

That's it.
Take some deep breaths.

(gasps)

Good call, Abby.
She's, uh, she's conscious.

She's conscious,
she's conscious.

-You're okay.
-BOBBY: You're okay.

Deep breaths, deep breaths.

Oh, baby, thank God.

BOBBY: All right,
you think you can sit up?

-Here, take it slowly.
-Careful.

KATE:
Can I see the ring again?

Wait, what's happening?

I think she's actually
considering his proposal.

Yes.

She said yes.

And she smacked him.

Love hurts.

Good. All right.

Now, three tablespoons of sugar.

The tablespoons are
the bigger ones, Mom.

-I know.
-Let her remember.

Remember? Mom.
(laughs)

-What?
-Remember what?

Honestly? I think this
is the first time

I've ever seen
you bake anything.

-Uh, excuse me? Oh.
-(Abby laughs)

I mean, Dad always
did the cooking.

Well, I made plenty
of reservations.

(laughter)

And now you're making
Valentine's cookies.

I love Valentine's Day.

It's, like, the one day
of the year

we can be sappy and romantic
and in love with love.

So, then, why are you dating

a guy who only likes
to bone on the phone?

(scoffs)
We're not dating, Carla.

Although he did invite me
to the party at the firehouse.

I don't know. It's getting
kind of irritating.

I mean, I'm fine with him
being a boy toy.

You know, I'm all right
with that.

But he's so afraid he's gonna
do something wrong or hurt me

or something.

(quietly): Frankly, I just want
to put on some fancy underwear,

-and...
-(laughs)

...get my hair done, and go out,

and have a nice time
and feel special.

Amen to that.

Well, maybe if Buck
doesn't pull through,

we'll all do a girls' night.

-Ooh.
-CARLA: No. No way.

A woman like you, smart and sexy
with hair like an angel

deserves a real Valentine's Day.

If he doesn't want to give it
to you, honey, then...

(scoffs)
...sayonara, fireboy.

-(laughs)
-Oh, yes.

Okay.
(laughs)

God, I hate Valentine's Day.

Everywhere you look,
it's perfume ads, candy ads,

jewelry ads.
It is a fake holiday

designed by women to make guys
feel guilty and go into debt.

You think it's just women
who run the companies

that are trying
to sell you those things?

BUCK:
Well, they're at least in on it.

Well, I know plenty of women...

who don't like Valentine's Day
and plenty of guys who love it.

You?

Yeah.

Here and there,
I've been known

since I was about eight years
old to like Valentine's Day.

And after I met my wife,

I'll tell you what...

you have someone
to share it with,

it could be pretty great.

You must miss her a lot
on Valentine's Day.

(sighs)

Miss her every day, Buck.

Miss her every day.

♪ Here comes Johnny Yen again ♪

♪ With the liquor and drugs... ♪

Welcome back, Chim.

(cheering, whooping)

Aw, you guys.

BUCK:
How does it feel to be back?

Uh, beats the alternative.

(laughter)

Seriously, though, everybody,

uh, one thing I realized
while I was gone

is that, uh, I really need
you people

like I need a hole in the head!

-Oh! I cannot.
-(laughter)

Place hasn't been
the same without you, Chim.

You're the heart
of this firehouse.

I'm glad to have you back.

Thanks, Bobby.

ATHENA: Hey, you had a lot
of people praying for you,

not just this department,
either.

Well, I think somebody
was listening.

Even the doctors kept
using the word "miracle."

I guess if you're gonna have
a piece of rebar

that's sticking through your
skull, that's the way to do it.

-So not even a headache?
-Just you, Buck.

-Oh. Shade, shade, shade, shade, shade.
-Oh, that's not funny.

-Shade, shade.
-BOBBY: All right. Let's light you up

-so you can make a wish.
-All right.

All right, who's got a match?

Really?

Firehouse and
nobody's got a match?

(laughter)

-Hi.
-Hi.

Can I help you?

Yeah, uh, I'm here
for the party.

Oh, you're a friend
of Chimney's. Come on.

No, I'm not a friend.
I mean, I feel like

I know Chimney, but...
'cause I feel like I...

(stammers)
You're... are you Captain Nash?

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

I'm sorry, who are you?

Abby Clark, a friend of Buck's.

Oh, you're the woman
from the phone.

-Yes...
-911 operator.

-Right. Yes, yes, yes.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-BUCK: Hey, Abby.
-Hi.

-You showed. That's so cool.
-Hi.

How are you doing?
It's good to see you.

-Hi.
-Hey.

-BUCK: And you brought cookies.
-ABBY: I brought cookies.

Come on up.

Uh, so, everyone, um,
this is Abby Clark.

She is L.A.'s fiercest
911 operator

and she brought cookies, so...

-(cheering)
-Ah, there you go.

(laughs)
Come on in.

This is, uh, this is Chimney.

-The-the guy...
-CHIMNEY: Hi.

-Hi. Nice to meet you.
-Hi. How are you doing?

-This is Ab-Abby.
-Oh, I'm good.

-I can barely feel it now.
-ABBY: Oh, great.

Uh, would you like some cake?

-No, I'm good. Thank you.
-Okay.

Uh, okay, come on, come on.
There's...

-It's nice to meet you.
-You, too.

I was gonna light the candle.

-You couldn't wait for me?
-Are you serious?

I get dumped after surviving
rebar through my skull

and he ends up with her?

What's that kid have
that I don't?

Forget I asked.

-You want some ice cream?
-Yes.

-All right.
-I want a lot of ice cream.

ABBY:
Oh, God.

-It's cool, right?
-Yeah, it's...

that's one thing
to say about it.

-It's cool.
-Hey.

-Hey. Oh, how are you?
-Yeah.

-Nice to see you.
-You, too.

-How's your mom doing?
-Oh, you know what,

she's doing fine.
Thank you.

-Thanks for asking.
-(laughs)

-Hi.
-Hi.

I'm Hen.

Hi, Hen, I'm Abby.

I work with your boy here.

-Glad to know you really exist.
-Mm.

ABBY:
Thanks.

He talks about you all the time.

Really?

Little. Little bit.

So, where's he taking you?

Valentine's Day tomorrow.

Oh, we, uh...

-We hadn't really, uh...
-Don't. We don't have a plan.

Yeah, I mean, you know,
I-I have to work, and...

Your shift ends at 2:00.
So does mine.

I'm going home to my wife.

Uh, well,
we're just being casual.

It's no big deal.

It's just...
It's just a day.

Yeah, the only day
he's obligated

to show you a good time.

(chuckles)

So, what are you doing
for Valentine's Day?

(laughs)
Me?

(scoffs)
Hell,

I put in for a extra shift.

I'm doing whatever I can
to get my mind off romance

-for the night.
-Oh.

So, where you taking her?

And it better not be
a salad bar.

-Whoa.
-(laughter)

No, you know,
it'll be someplace,

uh, really nice.

-Okay.
-Yeah?

-Great. Yeah.
-Cool.

Getting kind of late
for a rezzy.

Well, I know people.

HEN:
Oh.

He knows people.

-He knows people.
-Oh, yeah.

Good-bye, Hen.
Good-bye, Hen.

-(alarm ringing)
-Ah...

Um, we gotta go.

Um, tomorrow.
How about 7:00?

-Okay. All right.
-Yeah?

-All right, see ya.
-Thanks. Go.

-(Buck whoops)
-(laughs)

(chuckles)

(siren wailing)

(soft music playing)

Did you not like it?

It's good, it's just a little
salty for my taste.

Oh. Well, I have a lot
of snacks

for our Valentine's Day
double feature:

The Notebook
and Fatal Attraction.

(laughs) I'm kidding.
I hate The Notebook.

(chuckles, clears throat)

Uh, we can have sex
during intermission.

You told me you didn't want
to make a V-Day plan,

so that means we get
to do mine instead.

Now is the moment
in my schedule

where you give me my gift.

Oh, right.

-(laughs)
-You mentioned, once,

liking that brand, so...

I like chocolate.

I like Le Vian diamonds.

Real diamonds, not Le Vian
diamond-shaped chocolates.

Did you think I was going
to get you real diamonds?

Ted, I had a plan.

A really specific plan
for tonight,

and you're messing it up.

You gave me a $14.00 box of
chocolates for Valentine's Day.

I spent all day cooking
for you and getting waxed

and buying sexy underwear--
I spent hours on tonight.

Maybe you should have spent a
few less hours salting the food.

(glass shatters)

Okay, that's it, I'm out.

You know, my friends told me
to stay away from you.

Said you had the crazy eyes.

You told me you loved me.

I tell that to everyone.

Okay, you want me to do this
the hard way? Fine.

You're not my only girlfriend.

Okay? I-I can't watch
a movie with you

because I've got plans
with another girl later tonight.

Got her the same box
of chocolates.

You don't mean anything
to me, Melora.

Okay, get out of the way,
Melora.

ATHENA: LAPD.
Open up, please.

-Yes?
-You all right, ma'am?

Yes, I'm fine.

We got a noise complaint
from one of your neighbors.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I got into a fight
with my boyfriend.

It probably got loud.

Is he still here?

(voice cracking):
No, I'm all alone.

Mind if I come in?

(Melora sobs)

I'll just have a look around?

Sure.

MELORA: (sniffs)
Dumped on Valentine's Day.

Can you believe it?

Yeah, well,
men can be dogs.

I just thought he was
a good dog.

Thought he would be the one.

Yeah, well, sometimes the one
isn't even the one.

Take it from me,
you can be married

-and still feel alone.
-Do you?

Sometimes, yeah.

We all do.

(sniffles)

But you're wearing
that ring.

Yeah, well, I took a vow.

-That's so beautiful.
-Listen.

Any man who can do this
to you on Valentine's Day,

he ain't worth it.

All right?
You're better off

without him--
you hear me?

(sniffles)

That's from a long time ago.

That was really just
a cry for help.

I'll tell you what.

You've been through
a lot tonight.

If the blues come back
and you feel like crying out for help,

you make a call and talk to me.

This is my card.

I'll be on duty all night.

(whispering):
You've got a good heart.

-(chuckles)
-DISPATCHER: Available units.

Available units,
211 in progress,

corner of Beverly
and Vermont.

727-L-30.
Show me en route.

You okay?

I will be now.
Thank you.

(door opens, shuts)

(sighs)

(pouring wine)

(sighs)

(muffled cries)

I just got some
excellent advice

from a very wise woman.

(muffled scream)

You sure you don't
want me to stay?

I feel bad, you and Chimney

having to pull double shifts.

Aw, Chimney's so excited
to be back,

he'd work four shifts in a row
if we asked him to.

I already told Gardner
I'd cover the first half

of his day so he could
spend it with his wife.

So I'm good.
All right, turn around.

What if I screw this up?

Screw it up?

Well, my advice is don't.

Uh, okay, what happens
if we start having sex?

Why would that happen?

'Cause that's what always
happens-- I'm a sex addict.

Self-diagnosed, yeah.

Listen, it's not uncommon

for a guy to use quick,
meaningless sex

to avoid real intimacy.

So you're saying, you know,
it might be okay

to sleep with her, just as long
as I'm not a dick about it?

-I didn't say that.
-No?

Is that what
you think I said?

-That's what I heard.
-That's not what I said.

Why don't you try this?
Why don't you try something new?

Why don't you try,
just once,

getting to know her?
Really get to know her.

ABBY:
Okay...

-(Abby laughs)
-CARLA: Wow.

It just jumped
ten degrees in here.

(laughter)

You don't look like
a whore at all.

Thanks, Mom.

Well... I'm excited.

And with any luck,
nobody'll get hurt.

Okay, look, I need you
to stop worrying about

everybody else's
wants and feelings,

and start worrying about
your own, okay?

Fine. I'm just...
I'm excited.

-It's Valentine's Day and I'm going out.
-Yes.

Okay, so I should...
not sleep with her tonight.

-Correct.
-Okay.

You should not have sex
with her tonight

if you're really interested
in her.

A woman like that deserves
a little chivalry.

Chivalry?
Okay, I like that.

You know, and...
don't be a dick.

You know what, Buck,
I think if you focus

on the first part, the second
part'll take care of itself.

-Geez. -I got it, I got it.
Let me try on this jacket.

-How do I look?
-You look real handsome.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

-Okay. Good.
-Good luck.

I don't want it.

Good luck keeping it
in your pants.

No, I'm not... Bobby!

(siren wailing)

I need you to back up, sir.

MAN:
Yes, ma'am.

So, what's the situation here?

12 cars, no fatalities.

But we got a medical
transport vehicle

sandwiched in there.

Driver's freaking out.
Says they were delivering

an organ for transplant.

Please, this organ has to get to
Southland Medical immediately.

The patient is critical.
She's prepped and waiting.

I got this.

Buckle up, buttercup.

MED TECH:
Uh, what...

what... okay.
Whoa.

Whoa. Whoa!

Oh, g...

ATHENA:
Hang on.

♪ There goes my heart... ♪

MED TECH: I don't think
we're gonna make it.

ATHENA:
Oh, we're gonna make it.

♪ There goes the one I love ♪

This is unit 727-L-30.

I need a manual traffic control
at the 10 freeway onramp

eastbound at Alameda.

♪ I wasn't worthy of ♪

(sirens wailing)

OFFICER: This is uniform.
We've got you covered.

♪ There goes my happiness ♪

♪ It couldn't be... ♪

MED TECH: Red light.
Red--

Red light. Red light!
Ah! Whoa, God!

-♪ There goes somebody else ♪
-(tech exhales)

-So, who's the recipient?
-What?

The transplant recipient.
Whose life are we saving?

MED TECH:
Her name is Anna Cerritos.

She's a 16-year-old high school
student from Seattle.

Her whole family's flown
out here to be with her.

All right,
we got you, Anna.

MED TECH:
Whoa, big truck.

White truck.
Truck truck!

♪ I never thought... ♪

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Look out!

♪ There goes my heart... ♪

ATHENA:
Here we are.

Thank God.

♪ And here ♪

♪ Am I. ♪

Thank you, Officer. You may have
saved a life tonight.

ATHENA: Well, I can't
think of anything better

than delivering a heart
on Valentine's Day. (chuckles)

That was a kidney.

Kidneys are good.

(over radio):
727-L-30,

this is Dispatch. Come in.

Go for 727-L-30.

DISPATCHER: Sergeant Grant,
police welfare check requested

at 844 Sanborn, Los Angeles.

Show 727-L-30 responding.

(knocking on door)

Sergeant Athena, you came.

Uh... I was under
the impression

that, uh, you were
having distress?

I was having a moment.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Did you know See's Candies
is open 24-7?

I just... I wanted to thank you
for your kind words earlier.

-Oh...
-I ate all the caramel ones.

Uh, wh-- wait, you know,

this is, this is very sweet
of you, but, um...

You really didn't
have to do this.

I just...
You were so kind to me,

and I was thinking, we're both members
of The Lonely Hearts Club.

Um...

-To The Lonely Hearts Club!
-(shrieks)

Oh, my God.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

-Oh, here, let me just, um...
-No. Oh, no, no.

No, no, no, no.
It's fine. It's fine.

I-I appreciate the thought.

Um, may I use your restroom
and then go?

Of course. You're working.
I'm sorry.

It's just down the hall
to the left.

MELORA:
There's hydrogen peroxide

under the sink if you need it.

-Thank you. I'm fine.
-If that doesn't work,

there's ammonia
under there, too.

That works really well on blood.

Melora.

I'm gonna need to get, uh,

your ex-boyfriend's phone number
for my report.

Melora?

Wish you hadn't gone in there.

The superglue's still drying.
It isn't ready yet.

Think this'll work?

I'd actually recommend
this one, sir.

-Okay. -Full-bodied red. Pair
nicely with both of your meals.

-Fantastic. That's what we'll go with.
-ABBY: He's so cute.

-Thank you. -Oh, God, I wonder
if he'll ask to see his ID.

What if he asks
to see his and not mine?

(short chuckle)

-Ahh.
-Hey.

You weren't kidding.
You really do know people.

I don't know how
you got us in here.

I, uh, I know the owner.
Well, I-I met him, um...

We, uh... we contained
a noxious gas leak for them

-a couple weeks ago, so...
-Oh...

Yeah, just try
not to breathe much.

Yeah, do that.

-Uh...
-(both laughing)

Um, uh, no.

It's fine.
Uh, he was really appreciative.

Thank you very much.

Uh, yeah, sure. (laughs)
Tastes like wine to me.

(laughs)

-(wine pouring)
-Thank you.

-Uh, you want some bread?
-Oh, no thanks.

-Mind if I?
-Oh, please. Go ahead.

BUCK:
Man, she's pretty.

Her hair's amazing.

Look like that before?

Buck, stop.

Remember,
you're not sleeping with her.

ABBY:
I think I can see his muscles

through that jacket.

Cheers. Thank you.

And happy Valentine's Day.

-(coughing): Cheers.
-Are you finished chewing?

-Cheers.
-Mm.

-(coughing) -Be cool. You're not
choking in front of her.

-Oh, you okay?
-Yeah.

Oh, God. Oh, God. Wait,
don't drink, 'cause you could...

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.

Oh, God. Wait, don't drink.

-Do you know the Heimlich maneuver?
-I do. Get him up.

-Okay.
-Get him up.

He's not breathing.

Come on, Buck.

-Call 911.
-We already did.

Call 'em again.
Put 'em on speaker.

(phone dialing, ringing)

OPERATOR: 911.
What's your emergency?

It's emergency dispatcher
Abby Clark, Parker Center.

I'm not on site.

I need to speak
to Stephanie Gaskins

in Emergency Medical Dispatch.

STEPHANIE:
This is EMD Gaskins.

Steph, it's Abby.

-Abby?
-ABBY: I've got an adult male,

fully obstructed air pipe.

-STEPHANIE: Compressions?
-Yes, but he's unconscious.

I can't remove the object.

He stopped breathing
two minutes ago.

Another three minutes,

and he's gonna have
brain damage.

I need you to walk me through

an emergency tracheotomy.

Abby, have you lost your mind?

Come on.

You know the paramedics are
gonna be at least seven minutes.

I can't let this happen.

I've got to do something.

You got a knife?
Something sharp?

And you're going
to need something

to keep the airway open,
like a pen or a straw.

A knife a-and a pen
or a straw, something.

-Okay.
-WAITER: Here.

Thanks.

Find the indentation
between his Adam's apple

and the cricoid cartilage.

Okay.

Yup. Okay, I think I found it.

STEPHANIE: You're going to make
a horizontal incision,

a half-inch wide

and about half-inch deep.

Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God. Okay.

STEPHANIE: There shouldn't be
a lot of blood,

but try to keep it
from leaking into his windpipe.

Okay, I did it.

STEPHANIE: Okay, stick
your finger in, open it up.

(whimpering): Oh, God.
Oh, my God. Okay, okay, okay.

Get the pen in there.

Two quick breaths.

Five seconds. Four...

Three... Two.
Another quick breath.

-(sirens wailing)
-Oh, my God. -(applause)

PARAMEDIC: Excuse me, excuse me.
Gurney coming through.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay,
it's okay, it's okay.

-PARAMEDIC: Gurney coming through.
-You're okay.

CHIMNEY: Was the caller
the only one in the house?

BOBBY: As far as I know,
but if not, he could be laid up.

You might have to bust
the door open.

Check in there, too.

(knocking on door)

LAFD, anybody home?

Los Angeles Fire Department,
anybody home?

-All right, Chim, go ahead.
-All right.

Bust it open.

Hi. Can I help you?

Uh, yes, a man called 911,
gave us this address.

Said he had fallen,
he was in some kind of distress.

Male in distress?

No. (chuckles)
I'm the only man here,

and pretty sure
I'm not in distress.

And the two of you
have been home all night?

I-I was. Alex...

I told her I had to work
on Valentine's Day.

(laughs)

You should have seen
how pissed off she was at me.

But it was all part of the plan.

He came home and surprised me
with flowers

-and takeout from Mr. Chows.
-Yeah, her favorite.

I'm a serious romantic.

So you weren't
expecting him home until later?

Not for hours.

Uh, would you guys mind

if we took a quick peek
around the perimeter?

It's procedure.

Yeah, yeah. Of course.
You want me to show you around?

No. We've got it. You can
get back to your romance.

Yes.

(grunts)

Got it?

Watch your step, there, Captain.

Watch your step.

(insects chirping)

See anything, Chim?

Nothing over here.

Hey, Chim.

Over here.

Oh. Shh.

-(whispers): Come here.
-Don't move. Do not move, sir.

-You jumped from up there, didn't you?
-Yeah. Yes.

Okay.

-How many fingers am I holding up?
-Uh, two.

-What day is it?
-Uh, Valentine's Day.

-What do you think, Chim? They broken?
-Ow.

-Ah...
-There's deformity. They're both broken.

BOBBY: Sir, I'm just gonna
stabilize your neck.

There.

-Ah.
-So you sustained

what we call
a Casanova Fracture.

What, uh, w-why is it called
a Casanova Fracture?

Well, woman is having an affair,

husband comes home early,
the guy jumps off: Casanova.

Oh, God.

-BOBBY: All right, Chim, you ready?
-Y-ow, ow, ow!

-Sir, take it easy, we're gonna
roll you over. -Careful. No.

-Okay? On the count of three.
-No. No!

-One, two, three.
-No. No.

(screams)
Oh, God! Oh...

CHIMNEY:
You're okay. You're all right.

You're okay. Yeah, okay.

MICKEY:
Oh, God, my leg. Ow!

-(moaning)
-Mickey?

What the... oh, God.

What the hell is going...?

Was he in here when I got home?

-You said you were gonna be at work.
-Oh.

BOBBY: All right, take a breath.
This man has been

severely injured,
and you can work this

all out with your wife
once we get him

medical attention
and get him out of here.

-She's not my wife.
-She's my wife.

We're separated.

You said it was done
between the two of you.

You asked me to move in here.

-I'm sorry. I-I really am.
-(groans)

-There's just so much history between us.
-On three.

-One, two, three.
-So many memories.

(screaming):
Oh, God!

(shouts)

CHRISTINA:
Baby.

MICKEY:
What?

I am so sorry.

Are you okay?

Uh, I'm okay.

I'm okay. I love you.

I love you.

I love you!

Can I ride with him

-to the hospital?
-BOBBY: Yeah, so long

as the divorce papers
aren't signed yet.

So was that creepy or romantic?

Eh, a little of both.

-Got to love Valentine's Day.
-(siren wailing)

This...

This was supposed
to be a surprise.

Ted didn't seem
to appreciate the effort

I put into
Valentine's Day, but...

he will once I'm done with him.

Once you're done with him?

Melora, you chopped him up and
superglued him back together.

Well, yeah. How would you
have done it?

Melora, stop it.
Look at me.

Look at me.

You're sick.

And it's not your fault.

You're on so many drugs,

you don't know
what you're doing.

No, that's not true.

I know exactly what I'm doing.

And actually, you know what?

I'm so sick of people telling me
what's wrong with me.

There's nothing wrong
with my brain.

It's my heart.
I have a broken heart.

Melora, you're suffering,
and you've been hurt.

And I can relate.

You have to believe me
when I tell you

that heartbreak
doesn't last forever.

But some mistakes do.

Now whatever happens
after tonight,

the system can-can go easy
on a woman scorned,

but not on one who hurts a cop.

So untie me. I can help you,

but you have to untie me.

(thud)

WOMAN:
Somebody help me, please!

-Help me!
-Well, look who finally woke up.

Who else is here, Melora?

Ashleigh.

The girl Ted was gonna
spend Valentine's Day with.

He met her at the gym because
could he be more of a cliché?

I saw it in their texts.

And then I texted her
from his phone

and told her to come here
for a romantic rendezvous...

-Did you hurt her?
-I bashed her over the head

when she came, with a pan,

a couple times,
but not enough, apparently,

'cause she hasn't lost
the ability to speak.

She's not a good person.
She's not like us.

-ASHLEIGH: Please help me!
-Or maybe she's a victim, too.

Maybe Ted duped her,
just like he did you.

No.

Maybe he didn't tell her that
he already had a girlfriend.

No, she knew.

-They probably had a good laugh about me!
-Help, please!

Well, maybe you should bring her
up here so we can find out.

We could talk to her together.

You think I should
kill her up here?

No, you shouldn't
hurt that girl.

She has to die tonight,

because what if she tries
to get Ted back?

Sweetheart, Ted's dead.

He won't be
once I fix him, okay?

Ted was perfect.
He had a job, he was handsome,

the sex was great.

Only problem was that
he had an awful,

cheating heart.

He just needs a new heart,
a good one.

ASHLEIGH:
Help!

-It doesn't work that way.
-Course it does.

You're a really good person,
Athena.

You honored your vows.
You were so nice to me.

That's why I had you
come back here tonight

because your heart
is so wonderful and pure.

And if I can take your heart
and put it in Ted,

then all of my dreams come true.

MELORA:
This says I need a handsaw

to get through your rib cage.
I mean, who the heck

has a handsaw
just lying around?

Whatever, I'll make it work.

That's what Melora does.
Makes the best out of things.

Creating art from garbage.

Get your hands off of me.

How am I supposed to cut your
heart out if I can't touch you?

(grunts)

Do you know the real history
of Valentine's Day?

It started in Roman times

as a pagan ritual
to Lupercalia.

I know this because my daughter
did a report on it for school.

The men of the towns would strip
naked and run down the streets,

beating unmarried women
or infertile women,

because they thought
the beatings

would somehow cure them.

Or help find them a husband.

(chuckles)

Then, they sacrificed a dog...

That's not true.

It's to celebrate
Saint Valentine,

the patron saint of love.

ATHENA:
Saint Valentine? Ha!

The patron saint of epileptics,
not lovers.

-You're a liar.
-And you are a crazy bitch.

Better than a dead one!

(pounding on door)

SANDRA:
Let me in!

I know you're in there,
you piece of garbage!

(tape ripping)

-(pounding on door continues)
-(panting)

Hey, stop it.

Where is he?

-Ted! Ted!
-Miss! Miss, hey!

Hey, who are you?

-Where the hell are you?
-Hey! Hey!

Hey! Miss!

(gasps)

Okay, what kind of weird,
kinky crap does he have

-going on over here?
-You need to calm down.

-Now, who are you?
-I'm Sandra.

Ted made a Valentine's date
with me tonight,

and then, he just stood me up.

Ted! You bastard,
I know you're here, you cheater!

I used Find My Phone
to see where you were!

You signed into your iCloud

on my computer
like a damn idiot!

I can track you wherever you are
in this city.

Where is he? I'm gonna kill him.

No, little late for that, honey.

Ted already gave his heart
to someone else.

You were his third date
of the evening.

None of which he's gonna make
because he's dead.

7-L-30 requesting R.A. units,

homicide detectives and backup

at my location
for a crime scene.

Tell them to send a straitjacket
and a horse tranquilizer.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Thanks to you.

Happy Valentine's Day.

(crying):
Help me, she's crazy.

It's okay, it's okay.
Everything's all right now.

All right,
let's get you out of here.

Who is she?

She?

She's his second date.

You girls need to do better
at picking men.

(tape ripping)

ANDERSON: Chlorpromazine,
fluphenazine, haloperidol.

These are first-generation
antipsychotics.

ATHENA:
Poor girl.

All she wanted was to be loved.

We'll take it from here,
Sergeant.

Go home and see your husband.

It's Valentine's Day
for a few more hours.

(engine starts)

(knocking on door)

Hi.

BOBBY:
Hi.

-How's he doing?
-Mm. Still out of it.

Well, from what I understand,

he'd be completely out it
if it hadn't been for you.

Ah. Well...

You saved his life.

The surgeon told me you did
a pretty impressive job, too.

(Abby chuckles softly)

I'm just mostly trying not
to think about it, really.

Listen, you've had
a pretty traumatic night.

If you don't want to sit here
with him, you don't have to.

I can do that.

No, no, no. I-I do, I want to.

I-I'd love the company, though,
if you want to...

(exhales)

Well, some Valentine's Day, huh?

(laughs)

Super romantic.

Well, it's one
he'll never forget.

No. It was all going so great,

until I had to cut a hole
in his throat.

(chuckles)

Valentine's Day rarely works out
the way you expect it to.

You know, that's life.
You got to roll with what comes.

Don't know
what's around the corner.

Spoken like
a true first responder.

-No, it's straight out of the handbook.
-Yeah. Yes.

Yeah, I remember.

Seem like you could use
a cup of coffee.

That's okay, right? I mean, you
can't choke on that, can you?

Well, clearly you've never had
the coffee from here before.

-I'll risk it.
-All right.

(sighs)

♪ One night to be confused ♪

♪ One night to speed up truth ♪

♪ We had a promise made ♪

♪ Four hands and then away ♪

♪ Both under influence ♪

♪ We had divine sense ♪

♪ To know what to say ♪

♪ Mind is a razor blade ♪

♪ To call for hands of above ♪

♪ To lean on ♪

♪ Wouldn't be good enough ♪

♪ For me, no ♪

♪ One night of magic rush ♪

♪ The start: a simple touch ♪

♪ One night to push and scream ♪

♪ And then relief ♪

♪ Ten days of perfect tunes ♪

♪ The colors red and blue ♪

♪ We had a promise made ♪

♪ We were in love. ♪

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