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-[thunder crashing] -[lightning zapping]

[Blue Bennings] It's bad, Mama.

Don't seem like the doctors think he's gonna make it.

Oh, my God.

Are you with him now?

[Blue] [on phone] No, he's getting treatment.

It's not fair.

I finally get to know my dad after all these years...

now he could already be gone.

[Dixie Bennings] [on phone] God, you poor thing.

Look, tell me what hospital you're at. I'm comin'.

In this weather? No, Mama.

Look, you cannot be alone right now.

Ryan's here with the whole team.

Then you need somebody lookin' out for your interests.

What do you mean by "my interests"?

He could be dying.

Well, then this may be the last chance we get

to make sure you're taken care of.

[meteorologist] [on TV] The worst is still to come.

This could be a once-in-a-generation event.

We've had reports of tornadoes across town

and conditions are ripe for more.

Anybody want a soda?

-Thank you. -Cheers.

-Hey, Doc, when did you get in? -Just now.

We just dropped off the guy from the water tower at St. Rays.

-He gonna make it? -Yeah, he'll be fine.

He's not the only one.

Dad's gonna pull through this.

[indistinct PA announcement]

I hope so, man.

Then again, you haven't seen as many people struck by lightning as I have.

No, I suppose I haven't.

Look, I know you don't think I'm ready to become a firefighter.

No, man, I know you're not.

But you got no idea what you're doing out there.

It's not even your fault, man.

I mean, three days ago you were a damn stripper.

Maybe so. But our dad sees something in me.

-He believes in me. -No offense,

but his judgment's been clouded

since the moment you walked into his life.

I'm not gonna apologize for being born, Ryan.

I'm his son as much as you are,

and I'm gonna prove to you he was right.

Put that uniform on...

you'd better.

And for the record, we prefer "exotic dancer."

[laughter]

[♪ gentle music playing]

[door opens]

[Blythe Hart] Hey.

[Blythe sighing]

Where's Ryan? Hey. Do we know anything?

[Ryan Hart] No. Docs are still working on him.

We did everything we could, I promise.

Oh, hey. Hey, hey.

Do not start grieving something that's not gone yet.

Mom, uh...

Mom, this is, uh, this is Blue.

Blue Bennings.

Hello, ma'am. I'm the new cadet.

We all know that you're a lot more than that.

Come here.

This can't be easy for you either, can it?

No, ma'am.

[Blythe] Okay, so they say that this next front

is gonna be the biggest one that comes in.

-Yeah, it's all over the news. -So why are y'all still here?

-We're OOS. -Out of service?

With all hell raining down on Nashville?

How are we supposed to leave knowing Dad's fighting for his life?

Is Samantha on duty?

Then he's in good hands.

I mean, he's being taken care of by his daughter-in-law.

[sighs] Ex daughter-in-law.

You're joking.

She served me papers this morning.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Um...

I really hoped that y'all would push through.

Yeah, I, uh, did too.

Listen, I know that you are hurting,

but I want you to think,

what would your dad do

if he was in your place right now?

Get back out there.

[♪ upbeat music playing]

Okay.

Alright, 113, rolling out.

Let's get to the truck.

Let's go.

[Blythe] Wait, Ryan, um...

You gotta fix your face.

'Cause you can't lead when it looks like

your guts are hanging out.

Go. Go, go, go, go, go.

[Ryan] Thanks, Mom.

[radio chirping, static buzzing]

[Hank] We are driving into a mandatory evacuation zone,

so better buckle up, Storm Nation!

We're on the hunt for something guaranteed

to blow y'all's minds.

You wanna tell 'em, Joanne?

Well, I'm driving, Hank.

[laughing]

According to our readings,

it's just out there,

lurking in the dark.

[♪ tense music playing]

[thunder crashing]

Boom! Look at that monster!

A mesocyclone just descending like the mothership.

[thunder rumbling]

About to touch down. Holy smokes!

That's gotta be an EF2.

[horn honking]

Check your readings, smart guy.

-[monitor beeping] -EF3. Hell, yeah!

-See, most folks out here... -[notifications chiming]

...got enough good sense to get the hell away.

-[horn honking] -What do you say, Storm Nation?

Should we go in for a closer look?

Ha, ha! They think we should, Joanne.

-[tires screeching] -[Hank screams in excitement]

That's what I'm talkin' about!

[engine revving]

[wind gusting]

[laughter]

[♪ thumping rock music playing]

[objects thudding]

The heck was that?

[thudding continues]

[Joanne yelps]

[engine revving]

-[glass shattering] -[Joanne screams]

Oh!

-Wicked! Frozen corn! -[Joanne laughs]

-[notifications chiming] -It happens when a twister's outer bands

suck it right up into the atmosphere,

where it freezes, and then rains back down to earth!

[Hank laughing]

[engine revving]

That's right, killer corn, baby!

-Woo! -Ain't nature great?

Watch out for the hay!

-[crashing] -[glass shattering]

-[siren wailing] -[indistinct radio chatter]

[♪ tense music playing]

That is one angry-looking SOB.

-How far out is it? -About a half mile that way.

Ryan, you okay?

-Yeah. -Good.

'Cause you're up, Lieutenant.

Right.

[horn blaring]

Okay, everyone. 113!

Let's do it for Cap.

-For Cap! -Cap!

[thunder crashing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

-[horns honking] -[thunder crashes]

[♪ ominous music playing]

[Taylor Thompson] It's so close!

Okay!

We gotta start clearing people out of their cars!

They got no idea what's coming.

-Hey! Whose barn is that? -It's mine!

-You have a storm shelter? -Yeah, in the basement.

Okay, get inside.

Sir, I need you to evacuate your vehicle!

-Sir! -Yeah?

Go inside that barn!

Go to the barn now.

[thunder crashes]

[wind gusting]

It's getting bigger.

Out of the car! Go inside that barn.

-Inside that barn! -[thunder crashing]

Come on! Come on!

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[Taylor] Take shelter. Go!

Alright, everyone, get down

and crawl to the center of the space.

[people clamoring]

[both exclaim]

[wind gusting]

[exclaiming, grunting]

[tools rattling]

Alright, that's the last of 'em!

All the cars on the road are clear.

Alright, let's get down before anything else happens!

You gotta help me help my boyfriend!

Please, he's still out there!

-Where? -He-he's-- he's in our truck.

I-- I swerved and it rolled.

It's behind the barn, by the tanks.

[hammer whooshing]

-[Ryan yells] -[hammer thudding]

[Roxie Alba] Where the hell did that come from?

Doesn't matter! Okay.

Right now you just need to get down in here.

-What's your boyfriend's name? -Hank.

[door banging]

[Ryan sighs]

[wind gusting]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

Okay! Let's go get Hank.

-[nails shooting] -[Blue yelps]

She said he's over here!

-Behind the barn! -Watch out!

[Blue grunts]

-Run, run! -[tools clanging]

Get to cover!

[Roxie] I think I know what's happening.

The wind's carrying the tools in a circle.

I can see that! Thank you!

[Taylor] So how do we escape the flying cloud of death?

-[wind gusting] -[objects thudding]

[tools and debris whooshing, clanging]

-Testudo Formation! -[crew] What?

It's how the Roman Legions dealt with enemy archers.

They used their shields to protect each other.

And you know that how?

Our dad listens to a lot of Hardcore History.

Okay!

Forward march!

[thunder crashing]

[♪ tense music playing]

Okay! Get ready!

Incoming now!

[grunting]

[tools whooshing, clanging]

-[tool clangs] -[Taylor gasps, grunts]

[explosion booming]

Everybody okay?

-[crew] Yeah. -[Ryan] Alright.

Forward, march!

Let's keep moving.

Hopefully, that was the last wave.

[wind gusting]

[♪ tense music playing]

I think this is it, Storm Nation.

-It's been an honor. -[Ryan] Howdy.

-You must be Hank. -Yeah.

We're gonna get you outta here.

♪♪

[wincing] My leg! It's trapped under the seat.

Taylor, pry it free on the other side!

Blue, help me with extraction.

[Hank groaning]

-Ry, can you pull? -[Ryan] Okay.

[Hank screams]

[diesel tank thumps]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

Guys, we gotta go! We gotta go!

-Pull, pull, pull! -[Roxie] We gotta go!

-[Ryan] Pull, pull! -[Roxie] We gotta go!

-Three, two, one, go! -[firefighters grunt]

Run!

[♪ dramatic music continues]

[explosion booming]

[all grunting, panting]

[flames whooshing]

[♪ slow, solemn music playing]

Firenado!

[flames whooshing]

What do we do about that?

For now? Not a damn thing.

What she said.

♪♪

Now that's great content.

Catch your breath while you can

because one final storm cell is coming

and it's coming fast.

[newscaster] If you're in the affected areas,

please stay tuned to local news

and official channels for updates...

Blythe. I didn't realize that you were here.

Uh, where's Ryan?

He's back out in the field.

-Did he tell you...? -Yeah, he told me.

Look, if I would have known, I--

No, I know you would have picked a better day to drop the bomb.

Nobody here will tell me anything.

-Um-- -Is my husband gonna be okay?

Um, we've moved him to a room in the concierge for a bit.

-So I can see him? -Yes, but he's still not responsive.

And the echo that we did on his heart

does show some tissue damage.

How-- How much is "some"?

We just need to run some more labs to know for sure.

I'm sorry, but I gotta go.

Well, is Don gonna wake up, Sam?

There's no way to know, Blythe.

[♪ somber music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

Brings new meaning to "put a fork in it."

Twister throws a mean fastball, huh?

[Blue] Well, hopefully it was the last pitch of the game.

I doubt it. Dispatch just sent a weather report.

Looks like we got one more inning to play.

[Blue] [grunts] Great.

[Ryan] Hey, uh...

thank you, by the way.

For what?

Saving my life.

I just gave you a hard shove...

which I've been wantin' to do since the day I met you.

[Ryan] You know, Dad was right.

You got good instincts.

My technique is trash, right?

We can fix technique.

So you think I can get there?

At the end of the day, you are your father's son.

[Taylor] So, all the spot fires have been put out,

but the shrapnel kinda turned our lines into sprinklers.

Okay, we'll get back to the station and fix 'em.

Hopefully nothing too wild happens between now and then.

[monitor beeping]

[♪ somber music playing]

Hey.

Hey.

Can you hear me?

Doctors say that you may already be gone,

but I know that's not true.

They don't know you like I do.

♪♪

If you can hear me, can you squeeze my hand?

Huh? Can you squeeze my hand? Come on.

Come on, come on. Just squeeze my hand.

[beeping continues]

[sighs heavily]

Lord...

I am begging you.

If it is in Your will...

do not take my husband from me.

This man that I have loved from the first night

that you brought him into my life.

Do you remember that?

You remember that, Donnie?

Y'all rolled up to that fire at the stables.

You jumped out of the truck

wearing your fireman uniform and...

Daddy tried to warn me, but...

I was already gone.

[Blythe inhales sharply]

If this is your time...

then I want you to know...

that I'm grateful.

I'm so grateful to have spent the best years of my life

with the best man that I have ever known.

[sniffling]

[sighing]

I love you.

[softly] I love you.

[Don Hart] [softly] I love you too, sweetheart.

[♪ uplifting music fades in]

You're awake. Oh, my God.

You're not gonna get rid of me that easy.

[Blythe] Oh, God. Thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

[exhales]

[thunder rumbling]

Okay, skies are already getting dark again, so we gotta hustle.

-Taylor, can you grab fresh attack lines? -[Taylor] Yep, yep.

Blue, I'll show you what to do with the old ones.

Right on.

Okay, so this is your three-and-a-half-inch supply line.

And to get them off the truck,

you're gonna use what I like to call...

[grunts] ...a sandwich hold.

[Blue] Careful, you might bite a hole through it.

Your lip.

Oh, it's funny, my wife always says

the same thing to me when I'm stressed.

At least she used to.

That's the ER doc, huh? The one who treated Dad.

[sighs] You don't miss a beat, do you, Blue?

You still love her.

-How can you tell? -[Blue sighs]

Most people I know don't smile like that

when they say, "My wife."

[Ryan] Yeah, well...

That's all over now, I guess.

I'm sorry, man.

[cell phone buzzing]

It's my mom.

Hey, Mama. How's he doing?

He's awake! [laughs]

Really?

Hey, everybody...

Cap's awake!

-[all cheering] -Whoo!

Told ya!

[Ryan] Uh, they think he's gonna do okay?

[Blythe] [sighs] Well, um, they're running some tests right now.

He's got some broken ribs from your very rigorous CPR.

Uh, my bad.

But judging from his appetite, I think he's gonna be fine.

Can we FaceTime him, Blythe?

Yeah, they were just, uh, changing his bandages,

but let me just check in first if he's decent.

He's gonna be so happy to talk to you.

Um... Uh, you know what?

Um, I'm gonna have him call y'all back, okay? Bye.

-[call ends] -[Taylor] Oh!

Guess he wasn't decent.

Don't cry, Dixie.

The--The doctor said I'm gonna be fine.

It's not just that.

It's about our son.

I feel so awful keeping y'all apart all this time.

You probably hate me.

And God knows you have every right.

I don't hate you.

[sighs]

That's all in the past.

God, I'm so happy to hear you say that.

[exhales] I mean, you should see the way Blue's face lights up

when he talks about you.

-Really? -Yeah, really.

Oh.

Dixie.

What are you doing here?

She's just worried about me.

Flowers would have been plenty.

[Dixie] Well, when Blue called and told me what happened,

I mean, I knew I had to come right away.

I hope they checked you for weapons.

[Dixie] [chuckles] Look...

I know there's a lot of water under this bridge.

Times of crisis remind you what's important.

And who's important.

Like my husband?

Like the father of my only child.

I know, and I think that that almost makes you kin.

Well, not in the hospital's eyes.

And-- And this wing is just for family

and I'd hate to see security have to escort you out.

[chuckles]

Well, I, um...

I guess I probably should be going, so...

I'm just so glad you're okay, DonDon.

[Don] Thanks for stopping by, Dix.

Well, let's not wait another 20 years

before we see each other again.

[Blythe] Bye, Dixie.

[♪ tense country music playing]

Well, now, that wasn't very Christian of you.

Oh. Really?

There's only so much a Christian woman can take,

"DonDon."

-[softly chuckles] -[Blythe] Hmm.

...EF3 tornado that touched down an hour ago.

City officials say more are expected...

EF3s?

Did you know about this?

Oh. Don't even think about it.

[♪ ominous music playing]

Y'all wash up and set the table.

-What are we having? -Dad's famous ravioli surprise.

What do you think?

We've had it three times this week.

How's that a surprise?

You hush. Where's your brother?

-Still at the playground. -You left him?

[Isaac] He was crying.

It was embarrassing.

[♪ country music playing on radio]

What was he crying about?

Because it's my birthday tomorrow

and Mama won't be there for it.

It's not even his stupid birthday.

You miss her a lot, huh?

I do too, bud.

Alright, come on in. Come in, for it.

-Okay? -[Isaac] Yeah.

[thunder rumbling]

-[wind gusting] -[siren blaring]

-What is that? -That's a tornado warning.

Go get in the shower and stay there.

-Where are you going? -To go find your brother.

[siren continues blaring]

[rumbling continues]

-Abel! -[thunder crashes]

Holler if you can hear me!

[Abel] Dad! Over here!

[siren continues blaring]

[Chase panting]

-[Chase] Take my hand! -I'm scared!

Me too, but we gotta go!

[wind gusting]

-[Chase panting] -[debris crashing]

-[grunts] -[Abel] Dad!

[Abel screams]

[Chase] I hurt my leg. You gotta go!

-[Abel] Come on! -Run!

-[Abel] Dad! Come on! -Run!

[crashing]

[Abel] Dad!

[♪ tense music playing]

[screaming]

-[sirens wailing] -[horn blares]

[siren chirping]

[firefighters shouting]

Get the jumbo bars and cribbing.

-We gotta hustle! -Hey! Over here!

My dad's over here!

-What's your name, buddy? -Abel. You have to help him.

-[Ryan] Where is he? -[Abel] He's down here.

Make a hole! Make a hole! Make a hole!

[♪ dramatic music playing]

Taylor! Get the cribbing ready.

-Ma'am. -[panting] Yeah.

[bystanders chattering]

Looks like he's pinned to his chest.

Hey, sir, can you hear us?

He can't talk.

-Can you move your hands? -[groans weakly]

Uh, is my dad gonna be okay?

Hey, buddy.

How about you go with my friend Blue here while we work, okay?

Come on, pal. Let's get you a water.

Okay, let's get it off him.

[firefighter 1] Move, move, move.

-[all grunting] -[firefighter 2] Got it.

-[firefighter 3] Yeah. -[firefighter 4] Alright.

[firefighters continue chattering indistinctly]

[♪ tense music playing]

Cribbing is set.

Okay, get ready for the extraction with Roxie.

Everybody else, jumbo bars in place!

Wait for my command.

Alright.

[metal clanging]

Ready? And, now!

[tools whirring]

[Roxie] Let's move him away from the car.

-[firefighter] Yep. Got it. -[all grunting]

Taylor, start a line, run it wide open.

-Sir, can you take a breath? -[gasping] Yes.

I can breathe. I can breathe.

[monitor beeping]

[♪ tense music continues]

He's vasoconstricting. I can't find a vein.

[Abel] Dad!

I didn't think you were gonna make it.

[panting] Um, I love you and Isaac too much,

and I wouldn't leave you.

-Hey. Hey. Wh-What's happening? Hey! -[beeping rapidly]

Blue, get him out of here! Get him back!

-Hey, what's wrong with him? -[Roxie] Sir!

-Sir! -[Ryan] Doc, what's going on?

[rapid beeping continues]

Peak T waves. We need to balance it.

Run back to the bus and grab me the cardiac med box.

And hurry, Ryan.

[Ryan] Move, move, move, move, move!

[bystander] Look out!

-[bystanders exclaiming] -[Ryan panting]

I still can't find a vein.

Forget it. Just pass me the drill.

[♪ tense music continues]

[drill whirring]

Okay, I'm in. IV.

♪♪

-We've lost the pulse. -Starting compressions.

[flatline droning]

♪♪

-I'm gonna defibrillate. -[Taylor] Mm-hmm.

[Taylor grunting]

[defibrillator pads buzzing]

[Roxie] Clear.

[defibrillator pads thud, buzz]

Still nothing.

Take over for me.

[♪ tense music playing]

[Roxie] Pushing sodium bicarb.

[breathing heavily]

Hey.

[softly] Come on, come on!

[Taylor grunting]

Pushing calcium chloride.

Hopefully this works.

Come on. Dad, please. Please.

♪♪

-[monitor beeping steadily] -And we've got a pulse.

-[gasps] -[Abel] Dad.

[breathing forcefully]

[weakly] Hey, son.

[Ryan] Three, two, one, flip.

[firefighters grunting]

[Chase] Wait, wait.

My son Isaac's at the house by himself.

What's your address? We'll get him to the hospital.

449 Rosemont.

There's an American flag on the mailbox.

I told him to hide in the shower from the tornado.

Smart.

-Alright. Blue, you wanna...? -Sure thing.

His name's Isaac! He's eight.

Alright, we'll get him to the hospital for you.

We'll meet y'all at Village West.

See you there.

[Chase] Thank y'all for everything.

It's our privilege, sir.

And tell Isaac I did not cry.

Okay, buddy.

[♪ light music playing]

[engine rumbling]

[exhales]

[siren wailing]

-[radio chirps] -[Blue] Hey, Ry, it's Blue, can you hear me?

[Ryan] [on radio] Uh, we usually say "copy" over the radio.

My bad. I mean, copy.

What's up?

[Blue] That dad definitely said 449 Rosemont, right?

Yeah. American flag mailbox. Why?

-[radio chirps] -Because I think we may have a problem.

What?

It's gone.

[♪ dramatic music swells]

Oh, Lord. What now?

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[siren wailing]

[horn blaring]

[bystander] Looks like it's hanging by the axle.

Hey, get back! All non-emergency personnel off the bridge.

You believe these vultures?

Yeah, TikTok loves a catastrophe.

Taylor, start clearing these people back.

Get back, people, get back.

-Have you heard from anybody inside? -In there?

-[scoffs] No, I have not. -Rox.

I think I gotta go up and then down into it.

That's probably your best bet.

Too bad the winch is still toast.

-Yeah. -I can belay you.

You know how to do that?

I rock climb in the Smokies all the time. I can do it.

Alright, Blue's on belay. I'm gonna harness up.

Hold on, hold on, hold on. You're not seriously going in there.

There was an eight-year-old in that thing when it went up.

You think anyone could have survived that?

-[Ryan] I don't know. -Lieutenant.

A gentle breeze hits it, and it's going in the drink.

I know.

-He's not wrong. -[Taylor] Cap?

-Dad. [sighs] -Easy.

Broke enough ribs for one day.

Sorry about that. What are you doing here?

I didn't want y'all to have all the fun.

Heard about it on the radio.

We got here as quick as we could.

[Blythe] Yeah. Well, against medical advice.

But he wanted to be with his team.

-Hey, Blue. -Hey, Dad.

-Rox, these boys playing nice? -Eh, nice enough.

Good. Hey, someone grab my harness.

-[Ryan] Whoa! -No, no, no, no, no, you do not. Are you kidding?

You've at least half a dozen painkillers in your system.

Your feet are staying on solid ground.

Dad... trust us, we got this.

Alright. But we gotta move.

[Ryan] Let's get it.

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[metallic screeching]

[Taylor] That thing's hanging by a thread, Cap.

-What's this boy's name? -Isaac.

His dad said he's hiding in the bathroom.

[Don] The bathroom?

Let's hope that's the end that's still intact.

Alright, you're good. Let's do it.

-On belay? -Belay on.

[Don] You good?

[♪ dramatic music playing]

You got it.

♪♪

[grunts]

[exhales sharply]

[muffled clanging]

[♪ tense music playing]

[distant siren wailing]

Isaac!

[grunting] Help!

-[Ryan grunting] -I'm here. Help!

-[Ryan] Isaac, can you hear me? -I'm stuck!

-Isaac! -Yes! Down here!

-I'm trapped in here. -Isaac, I'm coming to you, okay?

-Sit tight. -I'm stuck in the bathroom!

[Ryan] [on radio] Dad, I hear him.

-You got eyes on him? -[Ryan] Negative.

It's a jumbled mess in here.

[over radio] Hey, Dad, uh, more slack.

Hey, more slack. More slack.

[bystanders shouting]

-[crying] Help! -[Ryan] Isaac, hey.

-[Isaac] The window's cracking! -[Ryan] Hey, buddy,

take a big, deep breath for me, alright?

-[breathing deeply] -No sudden movements.

Just keep breathing, yeah?

[metallic creaking]

[loud rumbling]

-[bystanders gasping] -Ry, you okay?

Just helping reduce their screen time.

Isaac! Isaac, you just hold on one second, alright?

[♪ tense music playing]

[debris clattering]

[Ryan grunting]

[creaking continues]

[Taylor] [on radio] Cap, they can't hold on much longer.

You gotta hustle, son.

[Ryan grunting sharply]

[loud rumbling]

[Ryan] Dad, there's a damn fridge blocking the door.

Can you push that out of the way?

No, it's too heavy.

I need someone to send up the jaws.

There's no time for that.

This thing's gonna drop.

[creaking continues]

Hey, we'll make time. Dad.

I'm not leaving him, alright?

It's like you say... "Harts always find a way."

I can't think of any that don't risk killing you.

So you're saying there is a way?

I mean, Dad, what would you do if you were in my place?

[♪ pensive music playing]

[Don] [on radio] I'd unhook my rescue line and tie it around that fridge.

Wait for my signal.

113, all hands on!

[loud rumbling continues]

All hands on!

[firefighters clamoring]

[metallic creaking]

[Don] Get ready.

Alright, do it.

Here we go, pull! Pull!

[refrigerator thudding]

[Ryan] Little more.

[Don] Let's go. Pull! Pull!

[Ryan] Alright, good!

Hold it there, guys. Hold it there.

♪♪

[Ryan] Alright, Isaac, hang tight.

[sighs]

-I'm Ryan. Are you Isaac? -[Isaac] Yes.

-Let's get you out of here, man. -Yes, sir.

[loud metallic cracking]

♪♪

[Taylor] It's going! Mayday! Mayday!

[Ryan] Grab onto me!

[creaks, snaps]

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

Oh! Ryan!

Ry? Ry!

-[siren wailing in distance] -[bystanders chattering]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[Ryan] [on radio] Hey, Blue.

[panting] Ryan! Where are you?!

Anytime you wanna let us down, that'd be great.

That's pretty smooth.

[laughing]

The cleanup has begun tonight

following the latest devastating storms

that hammered Nashville.

But led by our first responders,

the city met the challenge.

And we can finally expect sunnier skies ahead.

Governor Bill Lee...

Have a good night, Eleanor.

Hey, you get you some rest, Doc. You earned it.

Um, hey, I'm gonna bring donuts tomorrow,

so tell everyone to come hungry, okay?

Ooh. Will do.

Donuts sound nice.

-Ryan. -Hey.

Wanna say thank you for helping save my dad.

Well, you got him here alive, so...

We always did make a great team.

You know, all I ever wanted was for us

to have a marriage like my parents.

I know, and I've always asked you

not to compare us to perfection.

Well, that's the thing.

Turns out they were miles from perfection all along.

But because they owned their problems,

they ended up stronger than if they had never had 'em.

And that's where I messed up.

All the time that I spent denying our problems...

I just made 'em worse.

And I pushed you further away, and I'm...

I get why you want out.

You signed the papers?

If today taught me anything, it's that life is short.

And I love you too much to hold you hostage.

[♪ soft music playing]

Do you really mean what you just said?

I blew it, Sam. I'm sorry.

Just-- Just...

hold on to them for one more minute, okay?

Why?

Because if...

today taught me anything...

it's that...

with the right person, you really can

get through anything.

Even if it feels like it's too late.

Maybe we just give it one more shot.

You mean it?

I mean, if you're willing to do the work.

-Yes. Of course. -[Samantha gasps]

What happened to, "We already tried this 100 times"?

[Samantha laughs]

What's the risk of 101?

Okay, we'll go for 101.

Okay.

Hey, what was the thing

that you were gonna tell me at the firehouse?

Turns out I have a little brother.

What?

And he's not so little.

-Yep. -What...

I'll, uh, tell you all about it over a cup of coffee.

How does that sound?

May I take you out for a cup of coffee?

-[Samantha] Yes. -[Ryan] Yeah?

[♪ gentle music playing]

[sighs deeply]

[shoes dropping]

[keys clinking]

[exhales heavily]

[♪ gentle music continues]

[number dialing]

[line ringing]

[Mark] [on voicemail] Hey, it's Mark.

Sorry you missed me. I'm the worst.

[beeps]

Hey, it's me.

Just got home. Wanted to hear your voice.

I got to add another name to my list today.

I helped a girl deliver her baby sister.

Her mom's gonna name her Miracle. [chuckles]

And that wasn't the only one.

We almost lost Don.

Lightning strike.

[sighs]

Doctors were about to write him off

but your sister did not give up.

To hear Blythe tell it, she willed him back to life.

I only wish I could have done the same for you.

-[line beeps] -[automated response] To listen to your voice message

press one, to rerecord, press two--

[♪ "At Your Command" by Clem Snide & Eef Barzelay playing]

♪ God, treat me as you would a child ♪

♪ I'm here always ♪

♪ At your command ♪

[knocking at door]

-[exhales] -[Dixie] Blythe.

Well, ain't this a surprise?

You're not the only one who knows how to make an appearance.

Come on in, then.

You want some wine?

Promise it ain't poisoned.

[Blythe] No. I'm not staying long. No, thank you.

Then, what do you want?

I wanna know what your game is.

I don't think I know what you mean.

I mean, your son just suddenly crawled out

from under the wood piles just a couple of months

after we agreed that Don and I would stop paying

all those secret little child support payments.

-Blue took a 23andMe. -Hmm.

-[Dixie] He found his daddy all on his own. -Yeah. Okay.

So you expect me to believe that you didn't give him

just a little nudge in the right direction?

[exhales deeply] God, I could give a damn what you believe, Blythe.

What do you want? I mean, is it money?

Is it revenge?

Or you want something more?

You know, it's funny.

I have been so angry... for so many years.

And seeing DonDon again in that hospital like that...

all that anger just melted away.

[Dixie exhales deeply]

But then again...

we have always had a very special connection.

[Blythe] Hmm.

It almost sounds like you're trying to steal my husband.

You stole him first.

Ah. Uh-huh.

[♪ "Age of Consent" by New Order playing]

[sighs] So...

you want a war, then?

Only for the last 20 years.

You got it.

[♪ "Age of Consent" continues playing]

-[door shuts] -Bye.

♪ Won't you please let me go? ♪

-♪ These words lie inside, they hurt me so ♪ -[exhales uncomfortably]

-Morning, Rox. -Morning, Cap.

Good to see you haven't lost a step.

How else would I keep up with you?

Hey, Cap, no pressure but...

Open mic at the Broken Fiddle. Already got my tickets.

[Ryan] Blue, this is too slow, okay?

You gotta pretend like there's a-- there's a fire.

Alright? You need to learn how to get that second ladder

up onto the roof while climbing.

-I can go faster. -[Ryan] Alright, whoa, whoa!

-Now you're rushing. -I'm rushing now?

[Ryan] Rushing. Yes. Alright? Hey, three points of contact,

and make sure that that ladder is secure and balanced

over your shoulder. Otherwise-- Oh!

Whoa! Blue! Blue! Blue! Blue!

-[thudding] -[Ryan laughing]

Morning, boys.

-Hey, Dad. -Hey, Dad.

Lieutenant, a moment?

♪ And I'm not the kind that likes to tell you ♪

♪ Just what you want me to ♪

♪ You're not the kind that needs to tell me... ♪

-How's it going? -How do you think?

He's raw as a damn boot blister.

His technique is worse than I thought.

-You still think I made a mistake? -No. You know what--

If you would let me finish,

I was gonna say that, yes, he is raw,

but I think he's gonna make a hell of a firefighter.

[Don] Well, I'm glad.

'Cause I think we're gonna make one hell of a family.

[♪ "Age of Consent" continues]

[bell ringing]

Alright, 113. We are on the move!

-That includes you, Cadet. -[ringing continues]

[clapping] Let's go!

[♪ energetic music playing]

[♪ music continues]

[siren wailing]

[♪ upbeat country theme music playing]