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It looks really fast.

That's the whole point, Alice.

- Next.
- Why is it so steep?

Can we please go on another one?

- I knew it. I told Mom you would do this.
- Next.

Can you please tell my sister
this ride is safe?

I mean, statistically speaking,

it's safer to take the
slide down than the stairs.

You hear that? Okay, bye!

I have a big sister, too.
They're the worst.

Nah, mine's okay.

Don't worry. Nothing's gonna
happen to you, I promise.

Alright, now's our chance.

Go, go, go!

Go! Go. Yeah, go!

What the hell do you think you're doing?

We're going for the record.

Senior skip day, bro.

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Nineteen, twenty.

That's it! We got the record!

Woo-hoo! Yeah!

Stop that! Let go!

We gotta wait!

That's it. We got it!

That was so fun.

I told you it was safe.

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Dispatch, tell Village West
to expect multiple casualties.

- Ma'am, what happened?
- It's senior skip day.

Kids try to set records
for most people on a slide.

Oh, isn't that fun?
Lapont, get that ladder up

as close as you can
to the kids, alright?

We gotta get them outta here
as fast as possible.

- How many on the ground?
- Three of them.

I turned the water off.

A few managed to
crawl back up to get out

but the rest are still stuck in there.

Rox, why don't you start triage?

Blue, stay with Rox. Watch and learn.

Yu, go to the entrance of the slide,

try and help the kids
that are getting their way out.

Hey, we can't put the bag down
with this structure here.

That's why you and I are gonna
get up there as fast as we can.

- Help us!
- We gotta hustle, folks.

That thing ain't long for this world.

We're coming to ya. Hang in there.

I can't hold on much longer!

We got you, we got you!

We got you.

Alright, buddy.

- Thank you.
- You're good, you're good.

- Hold on.
- I'm scared.

You got this, Andre.

Listen to your buddy, okay?

- You gotta trust me.
- Okay.

- Here we go. Come on.
- Okay.

Hey, hey, hey, don't look down.

Watch me. Hey. Eyes on me.

He's gone.

Let's just hope there aren't any more.

Alright, buddy, come on, let's jump in.

Alright, here we go.

- Good job.
- Come on, buddy, you got it.

Nice and slowly. We're gonna
do this one step at a time.

- Guys, we gotta go.
- You should go.

No, no. No way. I'm not leaving you.

- He's hurt.
- Where are you hurt?

My back.

Somebody slammed into me
when everybody fell.

He can still move his extremities,

but I felt crepitus near his spine.

You know what crepitus is?

You're a pretty good lifeguard.

Alright, you think
you can handle a C-collar?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Uh, we may

have a potential spinal up here.

Yu, why don't you rope down
a backboard from the top?

- Copy that.
- And double-time it

before this segment falls.

Alright, grab the board.

Make sure you don't put any weight
on the same space as him.

You hang tight there, buddy, I got you.

Just slide it under him as best you can.

Gently. Nice and easy.

- Alright. Can you strap him in?
- Yeah.

You're doing a great job there.

Okay...

- Okay, yeah.
- Alright.

Reel him up, Yu. Reel him up.

Slowly, slowly.

Alright. Come on down to me.

Oh!

Taylor, swing me to her.

It won't work,
the ladder's too overloaded.

Ryan, give me anything you can reach.

Help! I can't hold on!

Blue! Where are you going?

Somebody help me!

Hurry! I'm falling!

Help!

Help me!

- Help me, please!
- I got you. I got you.

Thank you!

Well, Cap,

your boy certainly has a flair
for the dramatic.

Yeah, or he's got a death wish.

Either way, it runs in the family.

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Dad, we gotta talk.

What's going on? Come on in.

I'm guessing you didn't check
Instagram this morning.

Yeah, that's not part
of my, uh, morning routine.

Your boy Blue went viral.

Four million likes.

- Four million?!
- Mm-hmm.

Firefox down in Austin
shared it. It's blowing up.

They're calling him #HotTarzan.

- Are they really?
- Mm-hmm.

And he was up there
without a safety strap.

So it's not exactly
a trailer moment for protocol.

I mean, was it textbook? No.

But he still saved that girl's life.

Yeah. And thank God he did.

Because if he didn't, you'd be
the first person on the firing line.

Yeah, I agree.

Alright, let's drill him

on chain of command and
safety protocols after breakfast.

Cool.

I mean, Hot Tarzan?
Who comes up with this crap?

Uh-oh.

What?

Is somebody a little jealous?

That's ridiculous.
No, it's just a stupid name.

And, plus, Hot Tarzan is redundant.

You're jealous.

Captain Hart.

Oh, hey there, Chief.

Yes, sir.

What was that?

Chief would like to see me downtown.

Thanks for meeting here, Mrs. Hart.

No problem at all, Charlie.

I take it you're on the job.

His wife hired me to find out
if he's banging the nanny there.

That's the nanny?

Yep.

And there goes the prenup.

I guess I'm not your only client

that's worried about another woman.

Yeah, and after a little digging,
you have every reason to be.

Dixie Bennings
is a threat to your family.

I knew it.

Well, she said she wanted a war,
so now I need to know

every angle that she might play.

Well, let's start with the obvious one.

She has filed bankruptcy twice.

She is upside down on her mortgage.

So she needs money.

And there's always
old-fashioned revenge.

Do you think she could be dangerous?

Her rap sheet doesn't tell me
she's not dangerous.

Bar fight, couple PIs, et cetera.

Okay, well, are there any
open warrants that we could use?

No. I'm afraid this isn't
gonna be as easy

as that time I got rid of the zoning
commissioner for your father.

Alright. Thank you, Charlie,
for the intel.

Uh, hey, remember
that this is just between us.

As long as you're paying the bill,
your daddy doesn't need to know.

Thank you.

- But, Mrs. Hart...
- Hmm?

Dixie's not the only one
you need to keep an eye on.

What do you mean?

I mean her son.

I did not ask you to look into Blue.

With all due respect, Mrs. Hart,
I didn't get to where I am

because I only do
what my clients ask me to do.

Okay. Shoplifting from
a grocery store at 12.

- I mean, he was probably hungry.
- Mm-hmm.

- Joyriding when he was 13.
- And 15.

Okay. This is stupid kid stuff.

Get to the end.

Grand larceny by extortion.

Okay.

Now I'm scared.

But, wait. Why is it all redacted?

Well, that's the million
dollar question, isn't it?

For some reason, the case was sealed.

But when there's that much smoke...

it's always bad.

So, what am I supposed
to do with all this?

That all depends.

On?

If you're willing
to get your hands dirty.

I appreciate you getting
over here so fast, Captain.

Chief calls, I come running.

Hmm. So I got a message from the mayor.

Apparently, one of my firefighters
is the star of a viral video.

"Hot Tarzan," they're calling him.

Yeah, I thought that's what
this might be about.

I know every firefighter
in this department by name,

every pimple-faced recruit
in the academy,

but I have never laid eyes on this kid.

His name is Blue Bennings.

We brought him in
as a field cadet in training.

An FCT? You're only supposed to do that

in extreme emergencies.

Well, it was during the tornadoes.

Well, that danger is passed.

You need to cut him loose until
he can go through the academy.

He's studying on the job.

He's set to take the exams with
the current class this spring.

Forget it. I can't have anyone out there

without proper certification.

Well, he's a... certified lifeguard.

You being cute with me, Captain?

No, sir.

He has talent.

He has world-class instincts.

And he's my son.

Your what?

Does Blythe know?

She knows.

It is a, uh...

It's a long story.

I bet it is.

Harold, since the first day
I showed up as a probie,

to your firehouse,

has my judgment ever disappointed you

or this department?

I know it's unorthodox...

but I'm asking you to trust me.

Only because it's you...

there is exactly one compromise
I'm willing to make.

That's not a compromise.
That's a damn joke.

The chief expects Blue to master

the entire academy curriculum
by next Friday?

That's 26 weeks' worth of material.

Look, I appreciate you
going to bat for me.

You should tell him I'll withdraw.

Last thing I want is to embarrass you.

It's an impossible ask, Dad.
Can't be done.

It feels impossible, yes.

We have seen a 110-pound mom

lift a 4,000-pound SUV off a toddler.

I got struck by lightning and I
walked out of the hospital.

True.

We are in the impossible business, boys.

Yes, it is only seven days,

but we have a firehouse full
of experts to get you ready.

It's gut check time, Blue.

Are you willing to suffer?

Because it will be
the hardest week of your life.

One thing I know how to do is suffer.

If y'all are willing...

I am too.

Let's give it a shot.

That's my boy.

Oh, but I should mention...
I'm not the best test taker.

Okay, good to know.

- Hey!
- Hey!

- Hi.
- Aw.

Oh, thank you for
spending your break with me.

Oh, please.

It's not every day my sister-in-law
wants to stop by for coffee.

- Thank you.
- Oh, I love that bracelet.

Oh, thanks, well...

Seven Sons! That's fancy.

Yeah, well, you know,
only the best for my girl.

And I got you a cronut.

Okay, I would have
thought it'd be a biscuit

the way you're buttering me up.

- What are you up to, Blythe?
- What?

What are you talking about? I'm not...

Just...

Okay. Alright. Yeah.
Um... I need a favor.

And you should probably shut the door.

Oh, Lord. What did you do?

I called our family PI.

To look into Dixie,
but then he found out

that Blue was part
of this extortion scheme

- a couple of years ago.
- What?

I mean, I don't know why,

but these files are sealed.

Well... what do you want from me?

I need you to use the CAD to pull up,

I don't know, any police reports
or any 9-1-1 calls.

Anything to fill in the blanks.

Okay, you're asking me to break the law.

No, I'm not. I'm asking you
to do the same thing

that you do for all the first responders

before they take a door
or pull over a car.

You know, it's... it's just...
it's threat assessment.

Does Don even know you're here?

No! No. No.

He's... walking on sunshine

ever since Blue started
at the firehouse,

and, he just, he wants
this new family to work so bad.

And honestly...

I want it for him, too.

So, why not just
leave well enough alone?

Because... I know

who this boy's mama is.

Hey.

Hey.

It's a little late for coffee.

Yeah, I couldn't sleep,
so I figured I'd just start my day.

Oh. Alright.

You wanna tell me what happened?

Uh, Chief called me
to the principal's office.

What'd he say?

He wanted me to cut Blue loose

until he can attend the academy.

Would that be such a bad idea?

He wouldn't even be eligible
to start until next year.

Oh. So, what's your plan?

I'm putting together
a little training guide for him.

He's gonna have to be
proficient in fire science,

EMS, tools, math...

- God, that's a lot.
- Yeah.

I mean, is it even possible?

Well, it better be. I went
to the wall with the chief.

I'm gonna have to push Blue pretty hard.

Donnie, I mean, have you considered

that maybe this isn't a good idea?

What do you mean?

I mean...

maybe it's not in Blue's best interest

to pile all this pressure on him.

Or yours, to stake your
reputation on him with the chief.

He was born to do this, Blythe.

I know he's got it in him.

Do you really?

He's my son.

Honey, you met him two weeks ago.

You don't really know the boy.
Not... Not really...

And whose fault is that?

I'm never gonna forgive myself

for having to pretend
I didn't even know about him.

That was not your choice to make.

It was Dixie's.

All she's ever cared about
is hurting you,

and that's why
she's kept him away from you

for all these years.

I could have fought harder.

I mean...

Especially... I, of all people,

know what it's like
to be raised without a dad.

I know you're going through
a lot right now,

and I don't wanna see
the mistakes of the past

lead to make an even
bigger ones in the future.

Blue is not a mistake.

That's not what I said.

I just think that there's...

there's things about him
that you may not be aware of.

Are there some things
you're not telling me?

I just think
that it wouldn't do any harm

to take a beat and get to know
each other a little better

before you jump with,
you know, both feet in.

I'm done sitting
on the sidelines of his life.

I'm getting this kid over the finish
line no matter what anybody says.

Welcome to the pressure cooker.

Now, in my experience, when someone says

they're not a good test taker,

it just means
they didn't study the right way.

That's not true.

I study my balls off

and the day the test comes,
I psych myself out.

Well, you're running with the Harts now.

And Harts always find a way.

Look, you just gotta
get out of your head.

We're gonna grind you on everything
from fire suppression to...

Tools!

Tactical readiness.

Trauma response.

At the end of this,

we're gonna show you who you really are.

Turn around.

You just rolled up on this scene.

You got a tanker truck full
of gasoline next to the fire.

What's the first thing you do?

I observe. The roof is wood.

So the weapon of choice is?

Chainsaw. A chainsaw is
the best for ventilating wood.

Very good. Now, let's say the
door is made of reinforced steel

and you have to make a forcible entry.

- Rotary saw.
- Great.

Why are you still talking?
You got people to save.

Pulse is 130. His BP is 85 over 54.

What does that tell you?

Right.

This patient is...
hypotensive, tachycardic.

- Red tag.
- Correct. But faster.

In the field, you're always on a clock.

This timer is your new worst enemy.

As soon as you hear the whistle...

you have one minute to suit up

and get your gear into the truck.

Yes, ma'am.

So, what you waiting for, cadet?
I already blew the whistle.

It's an EV
which means a lithium battery.

We can't put water on it
or it could explode.

So, what do you do?

I know.

Somebody's been doing their homework.

Abrasions on the arms,
but no respirations.

Doesn't make sense.

Patients rarely do.

Unless he passed out...
'cause he was choking!

Hose this boy down, 'cause he's on fire.

Any day now.

Oh, snap!

Your chain broke. Go replace it.

Zap! Power just went out.

Now the place is filling with smoke.

Now go find your last patient.

A-plus for not using water.

Minute forty-four. Fail.

Can't see. It's like a sleep mask.

Minute thirty-two. Fail.

Why isn't it working?

'Cause you put your chain on backwards.

Nice work, cadet. They're now dead.

You didn't get to her in time.
Now she's dead.

What was I supposed to do?

Could have called out for help.

She's a dummy.

But I'm not.

Fifty-seven seconds.

Finally!

Pass! That's a pass.

Is it? Your O2 tank's empty.

You were moving so fast, you
forgot to check it, so you're dead.

You suppressed the fire.

Unfortunately, you didn't secure
the blanket with sandbags.

A gust of wind just caused
a vapor cloud explosion,

ignited the tanker, and now...

We're dead.

You're dead.

Hey, baby.

So... how was your day?

Fine.

Do you want me to make you something?

No, I'm not hungry.

Blue, that's your CGM.

- I'm fine.
- Give me your phone.

Oh. Baby, your glucose
is off the charts.

Go sit down.

What did you eat?

It's not the food, it's the stress.

Chief said I have to ace the
academy test in a few days.

I'm trying, but I'm not smart enough.

Hey, don't say that.

Now, take your insulin.

I mean, what happens if you don't pass?

They kick me out.

I've been waiting my entire life

to get to be with my dad...

and if I fail this test,
I screw everything up.

Oh, God. You poor baby.

Snap out of it!

God. I mean, I might
not have raised an egghead,

but I sure as hell
didn't raise no crybaby.

It-it's not fair?

God, what in this life
has ever been fair?

Look...

we have got too much riding on this

for you to lose your nerve now, son.

Don't worry.

No matter what happens,
I promise I'll find a way

to get you the surgery for your voice.

Oh, uh... I am not worried about that.

I am worried about you.

I mean, you get in with that Hart family

and you will be set for life.

You know the thing about the Harts.

They're winners.

They always find a way.

Yeah, that's right.

And the one thing that they
do not accept is a loser.

I mean, you are this close,

and I refuse to let you blow this.

What are you doing?

I'm putting on some coffee.

'Cause we are gonna study all night,

every night, if that's what it takes.

Yes, Mama.

Hey there, my loyal chickadees!

It's HautCh! x coming to you live

from Music City, USA, baby!

Ahh! Alright.

Y'all told me I had to try
Nashville's hot chicken.

So I got myself a rental,
and I'm here to deliver.

Okay. First victim.

Smell...

Oh, smells so spicy.

I don't know if I have
the guts, you guys.

Alright.

The people have spoken.

First bite.

Oh, my God. Oh, my...

So spicy.

So hot!

Oh, my gosh.

Mm. Mm.

@Randy-Andy wants to know

if I can jump on the bed
and eat chicken.

Well, Andy, for the right price.

And sold.

Can't pass up a deal like that.
No, we cannot.

Alright, let's do this thing.

Alright, here we go.

Mm! Mm-mm!

Yummy, yummy, yummy!

Mm. Easiest 200 bucks I've ever made.

My leg!

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Uh, sir, slow down. Help who?

HautCh! x.

Hot chicks. Right.

You know it's a crime to prank 9-1-1.

This isn't a prank, I assure you.

Okay, then can you tell me
your name and address?

Yeah, Andy Randolf.

14 Grealish Circus, flat 14G, Bolton.

- Bolton. Where's that?
- England!

Then why are you calling Nashville?

I phoned 9-9-9,
and then they transferred me.

I'm watching on Cam4Fans,
and she was jumping on a bed,

and it mouse-trapped her
into this bloody wall!

You mean a Murphy bed.

Can you tell me HautCh! x's
real name or address?

No. But she said
she was in Music City, USA.

- That's you lot, yeah?
- That's us.

- Look, she's in pain.
- Please help me!

You have to find her!

Alright, spell her handle for me.

Alden?

Uh... it's H-A-U-T-C-H-! X.

Okay. Stand by, Andy.

I need you to turn off
the network protocols

so I can start a Cam4Fans account.

Not exactly safe-for-work, is it?

It's not for personal use.

Alright, you're in.

Thank you.

She's in there, alright.

Any clues to help us find her?

I'll rewind the feed. Let's see.

Let's just pray she got delivery.

There we go.

Mabel Plemons, 25 Oak Road, Unit 4.

Nashville FD!

I'm over here!

Ma'am, we're gonna get you
out of there, alright?

Ryan, you gonna help me with the bed?

Yeah.

- Secure the spine, will ya?
- Mm-hmm.

Here we go.

Alright. One, two, three. Go.

Slowly.

Okay. You're okay.

Alright, let's get her on the board.

Ready? Three, two, one.

Oh!

Hey, I'm Roxie.
We're gonna take care of you.

- Oh, God, my leg.
- I know, honey.

My friend Taylor here is gonna
give you something for the pain.

- Tay, can you run a line?
- Yep.

- Blue, check for the pedal pulse.
- Me?

- Blue.
- Yeah. Okay.

Can you move your fingers for me?

Awesome. I don't think
you have a spinal injury.

Blue, how's her pulse?

It's, uh... it seems...
I'm still trying to locate it.

Just inside of the ankle.

What is this guy? A trainee?

He's a field cadet.

Blue, don't get distracted. Just focus.

I just... I can't find the pulse.

Okay, can I please have somebody
who knows what the hell they're doing?

She's right. I can't... I can't do this.

Go get some air.

Sorry.

- Ryan.
- Okay.

He didn't find a pulse...

because there isn't one.

- Blocked artery?
- Yeah.

- God.
- We gotta restore blood flow.

We could be looking
at ischemic necrosis.

Whoa, whoa, wait,
what... what does that mean?

The broken bone is
cutting off blood to your foot.

Tissue will start dying
before we get to the hospital.

Are you saying I'm gonna lose my foot?

Good news is, I'm a surgeon,

so I'm qualified to reset the bone.

Okay, and the bad news?

It's gonna hurt like hell.

Okay... Do it.

- Ryan.
- I'm gonna bend your knee.

On three. One...

Two... three.

How'd we do?

Yeah. Pedal pulse restored.

Nice work.

Does that mean I get to keep my foot?

Yep.

Alright, 113, we are on the move.

I love you, my chickadees.

USA! USA!

Oh, that's a good boy.

You know, you pay people to do that.

Oh, I know, but it gives me
such peace feeding these guys.

Well, as much as I hate
to shatter that...

You dig up the dirt
on the Blue file, didn't you?

You can say that. Here, listen.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

I need an ambulance!

Oh, God! My friend and I
just got hit by a street racer.

They blew through a red light,
and our car's on fire.

I... I pulled my buddy out from
behind the wheel, but he's hurt.

Y'all gotta get the guy who did this.

He's in a neon green Charger.
He just sped off.

- Can you give me your name?
- It's Blue Bennings.

- Oh, that's Blue?
- Yeah.

Wait, so then what's that have to do

with the extortion plot?

Okay, then this call
came in five days later.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

My name is Alexander Humboldt.

My son was jumped outside our home.

Dad, I said it's fine!

- Let it go.
- It's not fine!

This thug threatened
to come back and kill my son

if he doesn't pay him
$30,000 by Thursday.

He knows we own all the Humboldt
Stock and Feed shops in town,

so he thinks he can shake us down.

Do you have a
name or description of the assailant, sir?

He told my son he goes by Blue.

This caller's kid is Atticus Humboldt.

He owned a Charger that was
conveniently reported stolen

an hour after the hit-and-run.

So, Blue figured out
that it was Atticus.

I found the police notes
from Blue's arrest in the CAD.

He admitted to extorting Atticus,

but for a good reason, to pay
his hurt friend's medical bills.

And then, you know,
once Humboldt realized his son

was connected to a hit-and-run,
he declined to press charges.

Right. And then the city
redacted the police report.

Yeah.

So, you know what all
this means, don't you?

That Blue is a lousy criminal...

and a pretty stand-up kid.

That...

And you're gonna have to introduce me

because he's family now. Yeah.

You got out the Blue book.

I was worried it was
a little too quiet in here.

All those years, Dixie's been
sending us photos of him...

- I never noticed it.
- What's that?

- His sad little smiles.
- Yeah.

They never did make it up to his eyes.

He's never believed in himself.

You were right... by the way.

- Hmm.
- I pushed him too hard.

Now he's cracking.

Oh, well, you were just
trying to do right by him.

Yeah, it's always so easy with Ryan.

We'd set a goal,
I'd drive him like a mule,

and he'd always rise to the occasion.

Yeah, but Ryan's not Blue.

Ryan grew up believing life was fair.

And Blue grew up playing
against a stacked deck.

Yeah.

And Ryan always knew

that he mattered
so much more than any goal.

Well, it's no different with Blue.

Well, you know that.

But he doesn't know that.

So, maybe instead of
telling him that he can do it,

he needs to know that it's...

it's okay if he can't.

You're right.

He's a good kid...

loyal... to a fault,

just like his dad.

Thank you.

Wait. How do you know that?

Blythe, what did you do?

Hmm.

Read it.

Redness of the skin
or mucous membranes...

Erythemic.

Abnormal, rapid shallow breathing...

Tachycardic.

Tachypneic. Damn it!

- So stupid.
- Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Take it easy, buddy.

Hey, Cap.

Blue...

I owe you an apology.

For what?

Putting too much pressure on you.

It's okay. That girl with
the broken leg was right.

I'm in over my head.

She doesn't even know you.

Neither do you.

I've always been a loser.

I wish I met you sooner.

Maybe some of that Hart magic
would have rubbed off on me

when it still could have
made a difference.

I'm sorry I embarrassed you out there.

Hey, if a mistake was made
back there, it was mine.

I rushed you into
what should have been a...

watch and learn moment, and...

I'm not embarrassed by you, Blue.

I'm proud of you.

You wouldn't say that if you
knew all the things I've done.

I know about your record, if
that's what you're worried about.

- You do?
- Mm-hmm.

- How?
- Well...

There's one thing
about the Raleigh family.

They do their homework.

I'm sorry I kept it from you.

What you did back then was boneheaded,

but it also showed me
what a big heart you have.

That is the kind of man
I am honored to call my son.

I don't care if you pass the exam.

You are family now,
no matter what happens.

- Really?
- Yeah.

And you are also invited
to Saturday brunch.

And the invite's from my wife,
so you can't say no.

- I'd love that.
- Yeah? Alright.

But I'm not just
doing this for you, Dad.

I'm doing it for me, too.

So I need you to keep me sharp.

Okay.

I'm gonna give you a tricky one.

_

_

Alright, guys,
check if anything's airborne.

Taylor, how's the air?

Not getting anything toxic.

Yeah. Nothing radioactive either.

Good. Alright, let's get
the attack lines

and all the CO2 we have in those trucks.

You have to help our sisters!
They're still in there.

- How many are there?
- Five girls.

- They're in the basement.
- Why didn't they come out?

They were kinda locked in.
It's hell week.

You store any chemicals in this house?

No, just regular
household cleaning stuff.

Alright, Ryan, Taylor, Rox,

why don't you guys set up a
rescue crew down in the basement?

Hughes, Garcia, start
attacking it from the outside.

And listen. Inch and three
quarter on the red flames,

but only extinguishers on the green.

Copy that.

Where do you want me, Cap?

At the engine with me.

Fire Department, call out!

Hello?! Is anybody in here?

Fire Department!

I think I found the basement.

Okay! Stand back!

Hey, is anybody down here?!

Help us! We're over here!

Okay! Yeah, we're coming to you!

Stay right there!
Stay right there, okay?!

It's too hot!

Hey, Cap.

We found the girls,
but there's a wall of green flame

coming up from under the foundation.

Everybody outta the street!

Everybody off the street!

Cap, do you smell that?

- Smells like...
- Peaches.

I know what this is.

Diborane gas. I read in the manual.

It smells like peaches and burns green.

- But, no, it doesn't make sense.
- What doesn't make sense?

It also said that it's only used
in nuclear reactors.

Vanderbilt has a nuclear program.

If this is diborane gas,

there's only one way
to put out those flames.

Dispatch, we need a favor.

We need liquid nitrogen, fast.

USAR has some. They're one minute out.

Hopefully they last that long.

- Okay, I'm out.
- Me too!

It's too hot! What do we do?

Grab a towel or a sheet.

Lie on the floor and cover your faces.

Cap, we can't get this fire down.

Hang in there, USAR's in the building.

Okay, you can come out now.

You're okay, girls.

What is this stuff?

Liquid nitrogen.

That was a clutch call, Cap.

Well, not as clutch as our man Blue.

Where are you, Blue?

He's the one that realized
it was diborane gas.

Turns out there was a leak
in one of the labs at the university.

It was getting into the drainage system.

But, Blue, you saved the day.

Hey, don't look now.

Our cadet just passed his first test.

We never doubted you for one minute.

Really?

Well, maybe 30 seconds.

- Damn.
- Morning, Blue.

Good morning, Mrs. Hart.

Oh, you can call me Blythe.

Hi, guys. Hello!

Hey. Thank you
for inviting me over today.

It means a lot to me.

Yeah. It was long overdue.

Come on. Everyone's inside.

Wow.

Your place is unreal.

I recognize that expression.

Had the same one on my face
first time I saw this place.

Yeah, you never do forget
your first time seeing the manor.

Blue, this is your Aunt Cammie.

It is lovely to meet you, Blue.

I've heard so much about you.

It's great to meet you, too.

You might recognize her voice.
She's a dispatcher for 9-1-1.

- Yeah.
- Oh, yeah.

Okay, it's nice to put a face
with the name.

So, Aunt Cammie, does that
make you Blythe's sister or Don's?

Oh, neither actually.

I... I was married to Blythe's
older brother, but he passed.

Oh, I'm... I'm so sorry. I had no idea.

Oh, how could you?
I still can't believe it myself.

Yeah, that makes two of us.

But today is about celebrating, so...

we might wanna open up
a little champagne, yeah?

Are you all good in here?

- We're great.
- Okay, great.

So, we'll see y'all outside.

- Mm-hmm.
- Good luck, Blue.

"Good luck"? What does
she mean, good luck?

Have a seat, son.

What is this?

This is last year's NFD written exam.

I'm taking a test?
I thought this was lunch.

Well, this is us keeping you sharp.

But don't... Don't be nervous.

Either way, you're with family.

You ready, brother?

Three, two, one.

How are we feeling?

Honestly, not half bad.

I think that's a good sign.

Well, let's see how good.

I can't watch.

Y'all got a bathroom in this shack?

Yeah, it's down the hall
and to the right.

Son of a...

He flub it?

No.

Little punk beat my score.

Okay. Alright, y'all, food is ready!

Blue! What'd you do, fall in?

Oh, leave him be.
We'll be out on the patio.

Alright, I'm comin'.

- Wow. Look at this spread.
- Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Oh, Mom, this looks great.

Aw, thank you.

Hey, hey, hey! No. No, no, no.

Not before grace.

- Oh.
- Oh!

He knew about me all along?

My whole life. He knew...

- Here comes our guest of honor.
- Here he is.

- Oh!
- Hey!

Blue.

Everybody.

- To family.
- To family.

To family.

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