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Previously on "Station 19"...

I can't move my legs.
I can't even feel them.

To new beginnings.

To new beginnings.

Maybe I should take
a look around, too.

Find a condo,
sell the house?

Sell my childhood home?

That's four months of therapy
together.

If you could just...
give me your signature?

I can return
to active duty.

First day back.
How are you feeling?

Last day as Interim Captain.
How are you feeling?

You called my family?

I invited them over
for dinner next week.

Why would you
do that?

The tiniest spark can start
a fire like a chain reaction.

Sometimes you want to let that
spark catch so the fire grows.

Yeah!

Go again?

And sometimes you'd better
just put it out...

No.

I'm done.

Your family pushed dinner,
by the way.

I'm trying to
reschedule but --

Don't hold your breath.

No, this dinner
is happening.

Yeah, you'll eat,
you'll talk.

I'll even take an extra shift
at the station

to give you guys plenty of space
to hash all your ya-yas out.

No, no.
You're gonna be there.

I'm only in this mess
because of you.

So now, you get to sit through
all the "ya-yas," too.

The awkward silences,
the judgmental looks.

And if my mom starts
speaking in Yoruba,

she's talking about you.

...because fire is contagious.

Dude, I'm not gonna
be some weird buffer

between you
and your parents.

It can spread like a disease.

You know,
you started this.

You're not getting out of it.

And if you're not careful...

...it'll infect everything.

Andy, you decent?

I'm naked in
the shower, but, I mean...

Really?
What? You do this to me
at home all the time.

We need shower boundaries
at home and at work.

People are already invading
my space enough.

Nobody else is invading
your space.

Well, except for Tanner
these days,

but that is clearly both
invited and enjoyed.

You know,
my dad had an open house

of my childhood home.

Creepy strangers
wandering through,

hanging out in my bedroom,
pawing through my stuff.

Except for the stuff
you moved into my place.

I paw through that.

I mean, it just feels
like an invasion.

He's auctioning off
all my memories

to the highest bidder.

This isn't a conversation.
You're just venting.

I mean, I didn't think the
process would move this fast.

What's the big rush?
I mean, I can say
anything right now

and you wouldn't even hear it.

I hooked up with Ben.
He cried after.
I mean, did I do this?

Did I inspire him to move
by moving out?
Yeah, probably.

Let's save that conversation
for shower talk tomorrow.

I actually came to talk to you
about something.

No, no more shower talk.
Shower boundaries, remember?

I've been watching Jack.

It's, like, a habit
I picked up while training.

You know, monitor my rivals,
suss out their weakness

to make sure
I could crush them.

Gibson and I have been paired up
on Aid Car this shift,

and I still think
he's not sleeping too well.

He seems fidgety
and on edge.

And I just saw him arguing
with Dean over nothing.

What if he came back
too soon?
You're being paranoid.

Jack knows his limits.
His psychiatrist cleared him.

He wouldn't come back
if he wasn't ready.

Well...

Okay, still,
I'm a little glad

that we didn't have any
real medical calls today.

You know, ease back in.

And shift's over in,
like, 15 minutes, so...

No. No.
Not Aid Car. Please.

Air Car 19,
unknown medical...

...at Downtown Seattle
Transit Tunnel.

Happy stalking!

No, I figured
you'd want to drive.

You haven't driven our
brand-new Aid Car yet.

It handles like a dream.

And I know how much you like
working the woop woops.

Nah, you go ahead.

Okay, clearly we both
read the rule book

about two lieutenants
on a call.
Yeah, the passenger seat
is the officer seat,

so whoever sits there
is in charge.

Driver has to take
their orders.

Congrats on reading a book,
by the way.

You know what, Bishop?

I've been lead lieutenant
on countless calls.

You've got, what,
four months under your belt?

Yeah, you need the experience
more than me.

A lot more.

Subway malfunction.

Multiple passengers were
injured from a minor fall.

The subway is stalled
in the tunnel.

Use caution when approaching.

Copy, Dispatch.

Can't believe we pulled
a "boo-boo" call

this close to end of shift.

A bunch of victims
with minor injuries.

These always take a while.

Yeah. Easy,
but a little boring.

Not the worst thing,
probably.

Meaning?
Our boo-boos
are located down

in a dark, cramped tunnel.

Are you gonna be okay
with that?
Yeah.

Why wouldn't I be?

You got the rollers?
Rollers, trays, paint.

Packed and ready.
And the tarps?

'Cause I'm not doing
this without some tarps.

Hey, look, we're good,
we got it all.

Let's go.

Hey!

You guys have plans?
For after shift?

Yes, sir.
Sure do.

Um......do -- do you?

Together?

You all got plans
t-together?

That sounds
really pleasant.

Well, the guys just agreed
to help me out is all.

At my place, you know,
repainting some walls,

out with the old,
in with the new.

Stuff like that.

Yeah, super, super casual.

You know, maybe grab
a drink or something.

You know, I had to repaint my
place when I moved to Seattle.

Smart move, getting the help.

A lot harder if you're
painting everything solo.

No doubt, sir.
Makes sense.

It's nice to have
the help.

Of course.

It's especially good
when the hands are tall, too,

you know,
to reach those high, parts.

You know...you are
welcome to come paint, too,

sir, if you'd like.

I mean, I-I'm -- I'm sure
you probably have

other plans already, so...
Yeah, you probably have --

No, I -- You know,
just text me the address.

I'll see you there.

-Okay.
-All right.

-Yeah.

You just hold that, okay?

Thank you, dear.

You're welcome.
That feels better.

All right.
What do we got?

That's not too bad.

Just keep that ice pack
on there, okay?

Yeah?
The swelling should go down.

Are you checking my work?

You don't think I can handle
a sprained wrist?

Part of my job is making sure
you do yours.

You used to do it to me
all the time.

When you were a probie.

Okay, c'mon,
we're almost done.

Finally. Someone who can
tell us something.

How much longer
are we gonna be stuck here?

We don't know, sir. They're
repairing the train as we speak.

Is that it?
That's all you know?

'Cause I have an important
meeting in 20 minutes.

And I can't call to push it
'cause there's no cell signal

in this stupid tunnel.

Thanks for nothing.

Hello, everyone.

This is Lieutenant Gibson,

and I'm Lieutenant Bishop with
the Seattle Fire Department.

If you sustained an injury
when the train stalled,

please raise your hand,
and we can check you out.

Hi. Yes, hello.

I'm Tenney, 56.

I have a history
of high blood pressure.

And low blood pressure.

And I taste copper.
Okay.

And how were
you injured, sir?
No, I wasn't.

I just wanted to offer you
my assistance.

Assistance?

Yeah, like, I'm a security guard
with Seattle Fidelity.

You know, basically a cop,

except with a Taser
and a whistle.

So if you need anything,
just put me in, Coach.

Okay.

Well, we're good for now,

but we will call you in
when we need you.

Hello. Did you fall
when the train stopped?

M-My son, Will, did,

because he was playing
that game

instead of holding on
to the rail.

I-I mean, I -- I should've just
taken it from him, but...

Hey, buddy?

The nice lady needs to check
you out for a second.

Could you maybe
put the tablet down?

No.

Okay, um...

Come on, Will.
How 'bout for a-a candy?

I got the little red ones
that you like.

I haven't liked those
since first grade.

Okay.
But maybe just, for now --

I said no!

Dad! I'm busy!

We just got off
a 15-hour flight

and hopped on this train
directly from the airport

and -- and now
we're stuck here.

-Hey, Will?

Hey, Will. I'm Maya.

Would you mind if
I did a quick exam?

It won't hurt. I promise.

Okay, fine.
Just let me save my level.

My dad keeps texting me about
buyers for his house

in all caps
with no punctuation.

He wants me to come over

and weed through them
with him.

I don't want to weed.

"Hi, Andy,
this is your father.

A man with three earrings
and a tiny puppy

is offering all cash.

I said no on principle.
Tiny puppies are weird."

What?

And your dad
has a Bitmoji.

Um, can we help you?

No, I'm all good. Thanks!

Actually, you're not.
You're technically trespassing.

Sorry,
I wasn't trying to...

You guys think
I'm creepy now,

like I just wandered in
all quiet and unannounced,

and now I'm leaving.

You guys had no idea
that I was here.

Um, well, didn't you?

Let me start over.

I'm Kathleen.

Kat for short.

I'm a cadet
at the Fire Academy.

I was just stopping by
to check out the place.

I'm checking out
all the stations

just to see where
I might fit in, you know?

Assuming I graduate.

Well, most graduates
do want to come here.

Obviously,
we're awesome, so...

No, I mean, yeah.
This place is great.

I just don't think this place
is for me, though.

Good meeting you.

Whoa, wait, whoa.
What do you mean not for you?

You may not know this,
but 19 is, like...

Legendary. I know.

I'm just trying
to be realistic here.

The guys in my class,
they're -- they're so good.

Everyone gets a little
intimidated during training.

But if you want to be the best,
you got to...

You got to
play with the best.

Come on. I am giving
you a real tour.

You know you're just distracting
yourself with more work

so you don't have to go deal
with your dad.

No.

I am going to inspire
a fresh, young mind

to embrace her fierce inner
bad-ass competitor self.

So I don't have to go
deal with my dad.

Okay.

Well, motion's okay.

No broken bones
or deformities.

You are a bit warm.

Yeah, your temp's
a bit elevated.

That's actually kind
of normal for me.

I usually run
a little bit hot.

Well, gonna ice the elbow

and have a doctor take a look
once we're out of here.

How long has he had
this cough?

A few days, I -- I think?

Any recent respiratory issues?
Infections, pneumonia?

I'm not really sure.
Um, I mean, maybe.

Any allergies?

I...I-I don't know.

Sorry for the delay.

Hey, can I ask
you something?

That guy you were
just checking out,

did you learn
anything about him?

You know, where he's been,
what he does?

No. Sorry.

I can't get a read on him
exactly.

Did you maybe notice if he
was wearing a wedding ring?

Breath sounds are decreased,
and he's got a fever.

What was the last
thing he ate?

My God.

Are you okay? Is he okay?
What is that?

U-Um...

I'm not sure, um...

A little more info
might help.

Do you mind telling me where
you flew in from today?

Bashran. It -- It's,
in the Middle East. Why?

Um, let me just, um, quickly
take off my gloves,

and I'll do
a more detailed exam.

Are you okay?

No, and no one
on this train is.

I think we're dealing
with a contagious disease

right here in this car.

We need to go into a lockdown
immediately.

Starting right now,
no one gets off this train.

I repeat, possible contagious
disease on scene. Please advise.

Copy, 19. Contacting CDC

and State Health Department
now.

Stand by.

You want to quarantine this car
because of a-a little blood?

Yeah, and a trip to Bashran.

The CDC has been issuing
travel alerts

for that country
all week

because of
some kind of epidemic.

This is Dr. Mukerji
with the CDC.

I need you to listen carefully.

There's been a serious outbreak
of bird flu in Bashran.

We're concerned a new strain
may have emerged there.

Could be more airborne
and far more contagious.

A CDC and hazmat team
is en route

and should arrive in less
than 30 minutes.

You must keep the quarantine
in effect until then.

Understood?

Copy.
Bird flu.

Damn.
A newer, deadlier version,
apparently.

That kid's blood
got on you.

Yeah, I've been exposed.
So have you.

And if the CDC is right
and it's a more airborne strain,

everyone here has.

We need to kill the A.C.

Keep it in this car.

The kid's not the only
one who's sick.

Another passenger,
he was on the same flight

coming from the same country.

And he's got a fever.

Okay, okay. So, we have
two known patients.

We're cut off
from the Aid Car.

Our patient masks
have been contaminated.

All we have is what's
in these kits.

Hey, my -- my son
is still coughing up blood.

Shouldn't we be taking
him to the hospital

by now or something?

Sir, we need to talk to you
about your son.

I can't believe you
talked me into this.

You just stroll in here
and ask me to do checks

on all these people interested
in buying your house?

I could get in real trouble.

I'm not saying
that I wouldn't

sell to someone
with a criminal record.

I'm just saying
I'd like to know

that's the decision I'm making,
eyes wide open.

Well, it's a complete invasion
of these people's privacy.

It's your neighborhood, too.

You really want to live
across the street

from a potential
serial killer?

Will they keep
the yard clean?

Hey, remember that time

I had to skip
my own daughter's graduation

just to bail you
out of jail?

Next name.

And this is the Beanery.

Are you thirsty?
We are well stocked.

What -- What happened there?

I hurt myself in a drill.
I patched it up myself.

You did a pretty
lousy job of it.

Yeah, I'd like to see
how well you'd do

with one good arm, gauze,
and a hand mirror.

Why not have somebody at the
Academy patch it up properly?

Let me take a guess.

You didn't want any
of the guys in your class

to see that you got hurt.

Have they been
busting your chops?

No, no, it's not like that.

They...They treat me
like an equal.

Yeah, but you got
to be twice as good

to be respected half as much.

Girl, we've been there.
I just keep screwing up.

Dropping things,
not even heavy things.

But I'm working on my own
all the time.

More push-ups, more muscle
training, more everything.

But I just don't think
I'm improving.

We know what you need.

Rice.

Rice?

-Rice.
-Rice.

Bird flu?
Are -- Are you sure?

The CDC's on their way.

They have medicines,

vaccines,
rapid blood tests.

For now, the best thing
you can do

is keep Will calm
and comfortable.

And if his symptoms change
in any way,

we need to know immediately.

Guess it's time
to bite the bullet.

Yep. Can't keep the quarantine
a secret, so...good luck.

Whoa, me good luck?
You good luck.

You're telling them, too.
You wanted to lead.

Which allows me to delegate
and share responsibility,

which I'm planning to do.

I'm a benevolent leader.
I share.

Well,
you better share quick,

because your people
are getting restless.

Hey, everyone.

We just wanted to update you
on what's going on.

Are we getting off this thing
anytime soon?

And why is it so
freaking hot in here?

We have a situation.

It's possible that there
is a communicable disease

in this train car.

So, just to be
extra cautious,

we've been asked by the CDC
to quarantine this car.

That means nobody gets on.
Nobody gets off.

My God. Is it Ebola?
I feel dizzy.

It's not Ebola.

-Then what is it?
-Ma'am, let's sit you down.

Bird flu. Possibly.

Bird flu?!
I'm not a bird!

It's not even
that big a deal.

No! The fatality rate's
as high as 60%.

Bing, bang, boom,
new virus, pandemic.

We all die.
Spanish flu, look it up.

- Okay.
- My God. Is that for real?

Wait, we -- we could die?

It's that kid, isn't it?

He brought it on this train

with the -- the coughing
and the blood.

Is that true?
It -- It's okay, buddy.
Don't listen to him.

You are gonna be just fine.

Wait, you already
knew about this?
What the hell?

Buddy, please, you have to --
Stop calling me that.

I haven't been anywhere
near this kid.

I will sue your ass

if you try to keep me
against my will.

Everyone on this train
is a plaintiff now.

Sir, calm down.
Panic's not gonna help anybody.

Screw that!
I'm not waiting.

I don't feel sick.
Does anyone else?

-I don't feel sick.
-No, I'm fine.

And maybe being stuck
in a metal can

with some stupid kid
barfing up blood

is what's gonna
get us all sick.

Don't talk about my boy
like that!

Patient Zero?

We should listen
to the paramedics.

We're here to
help you, guys.

Shut it, Rent-A-Cop.

I'm getting the hell
out of here.

I think we should all
get the hell out of here.

Who's with me?

-Yeah, Let's go.
-Let's go.

Everybody,
go back to your seats.

-We have rights.
-Sir, I need you to calm down.

Yeah,
you can't keep us here.

Everyone needs to back up.
Get out of our way.

Hey!

Listen to me!

You want to pry that door open
and get off the train,

we probably can't stop you.

There are more of you
than us.

But there is no
"us" versus you.

If there is a contagion
on this train,

my partner and I have been
exposed to it, too.

We are all in this together.

Gibson and I, we want
to stay on the train.

We want to wait for the CDC.
Know why?

We don't want to bring
whatever this is

home to our families,
our loved ones, our friends.

We don't want to unwittingly
infect anybody else.

If you really care about
the people in your lives,

you will wait this out.

And if not,
well, the door is there.

Like I said,
we can't stop you.

Who would've thought
that the gentleman

with the complex tattoo of a
snake skull eating a human skull

would be up to his neck
in credit card debt.

No, not this one.
She has too many cats.

She'll probably "Grey Gardens"
my house.

How do you know
she has cats?

She has cats.

Next up, Shane Robinson.

Now, see,
here's a contender.

Excellent posture.

This one screams
excellent credit

and pre-approved for a loan.

I think I know him.
So he's a cop?
Cops are good guys.

Present company excluded,
of course.

He's not a cop.

Brought him in for line-ups,
car theft.

We've never gotten
a positive ID.

Business must be good
if he's buying

in our neighborhood, though.

I still can't quite
get past the fact

that we are spending our day off
with Bizarro Sullivan.

I mean, look at him over there.

He's trying to make
actual small talk.

Yeah, last shift, I repaired
a car engine with him.

Today I'm painting a house.

I can't get a read
on the guy anymore.

You told him yet?

That he may lose you
to Medic One?

That's a long way off.
Mnh-mnh.

You know,
if I even go out for it.

I mean, I want to.

And there's an orientation
coming up I want to check out,

but, I mean, Sullivan already
thinks I'm a tourist.

You know, I don't --
I don't want to tell him

he's kind of right until
I absolutely have to.

What about you and Gibson?

You started talking
to him yet?

I mean, he talked, all right.
Just not to me.

And now I'm the one
who'd just as soon

not talk to him
right now, so...

That's just a long story
for another day.

Well, I'm sick,
aren't I?

I can tell.
My fever's high.

It's getting higher.

Is this really fatal?

Is there anything you can do
to...improve my chances?

I...I wish I had better
answers for you.

Yeah, me too.

Are we gonna be stuck
here much longer?

We're trying to get you
home soon, all right?

Hey, buddy.

Want some water?

It's getting
a little hot in here.

My stomach hurts.

Okay, well, maybe -- maybe
this'll make you feel better.

You're just making
things worse.

Will, bud,
I'm really trying here,

so if you could just --

No! I can't.
Don't tell me what to do.

This isn't about a video game.
You're sick!

You make everything
worse.
I'm trying to help!

Okay, let's just -- just
take a breath, all right?

I-I shouldn't have snapped
like that.

It's a high-pressure
situation, right?

Let's do a quick
work-up on you, too.

I haven't seen a lot of Will,
for a while.

I mean, his mom and I...

We were just so young
when he was born.

Basically kids
having a kid.

But last year, she took him
all the way to Bashran.

She's an aid worker.

Weekend visits weren't
exactly convenient.

She got called to an area
that wasn't safe,

so I got to take
Will for a while.

I was -- I was so excited,
you know?

I-I-I've missed
the hell out of him.

We -- We were best buds
when he was little.

Your pulse is high.

Your temperature's normal,

but I want to keep
an eye on you, okay?

Will's gonna be okay,
right?

You think he'll be okay?

You know, the CDC
will be here soon.

They're gonna have
everything he needs --

you know, supportive therapies,
antivirals...

Okay, you know,
I've noticed

that when I ask you
that question,

you never actually say,
"Yeah, he'll be fine."

Is that because you're
not allowed to say it

or because you think
it's not true?

I see.

I see.

You know, sir,
you were right.

This is going much more
smoothly with you here.

Glad to hear, Montgomery.

You know, I like your place,
by the way.

It's got good bones.
Thank you.

Is that you
and your husband?

He was a firefighter?

He was.

You lost him
on the job?

I did.

You and I, we got more
in common than you think.

We're survivors.

Not just surviving our own
near-death experiences,

but surviving...

the loss of a spouse.

I lost my wife.

A while back, now.

Doesn't really matter
how much time has passed.

You never really get over
something like that, do you?

Well, you have
the right idea here.

It's a great way to
jump-start your new chapter.

Not an easy
thing to do.

Thank you, sir.

Gibson, can I get a minute?

We should do a quick inventory
on supplies,

see what we have left.

I see you checking up
on my patients

the minute I leave them.

An extra set of eyes
can't hurt,

especially when things
get tense.

I had that under
control before.

That thing with the crowd.
I didn't need you to step in.

Just trying to lend a hand.

We're low on gauze, looks like.
And ibuprofen.

You didn't want me
to run the call.

You're double-checking my work.
What gives?

Okay.

I'm not sure you're
ready to be back yet.

I did the work.
The therapy helped.

Did it? You're still
not sleeping well.

You haven't made up with Dean.
You're short-tempered --

So you think you know better

than my shrink
or the department?

I think you convinced everyone
you were all good

by checking
whatever boxes you had to

to get back on duty.

You don't know what the hell
you're talking about.

No? That's what I did.

I won gold with
an ankle sprain.

You know how I got on
the track with an injury?

I told my coach I was fine.

I told the doctors
I was fine.

I told my parents
and physical therapist

I was fine.

I convinced myself
I was fine.

That's you.
We're way different.

Are you telling me
that not every minute,

every second
you were benched,

you weren't itching
to get back in the game

so bad that it hurt?

That's what I thought.

- My God.
- My Gosh.

My God!
Help! Please!

- Help him!
- My God.

He's in acute respiratory
distress.

Pulse is thready.

Lack of oxygen is affecting
his heart.

I need a...
Life Pack.

I need a...
Bag.

He's dehydrated.
He needs an I.V.

It's our only one.

Looks like he has
an irregular heartbeat.

Please, save him!
We're doing
everything we can.

He needs a shot
of adenosine.

It's on the Aid Car with
the rest of the beta blockers

and anti-arrhythmics.

What about a painkiller?

Lidocaine can --
Fix arrhythmias, too.
Good thinking!

Hold that.

Normal rhythm.

And he's breathing
on his own.

Wow.

You two were,
like, awesome.

and a song comes on that makes
you want to move,

you're a damn fool
if you don't move.

What you need is a
different kind of strength.

This is surprisingly hard.

Grip strength's essential.

So, what else you got?

I mean, you clearly
have insider tips.

You're gonna want to
distinguish yourself.

Me? I read smoke.

I kick ass.

She can also regulate
her O2 intake

better than anyone
I've ever met.

Is there really nobody

passing this stuff on to you
at the Academy?

Are you kidding? No.

You know, what's funny
is, um,

I never even thought about
becoming a firefighter.

What changed your mind?

Living in a windowless
cubicle,

writing mindless code
for dating apps.

Until the building
where I worked caught fire

a few months back,
and, you know,

seeing the firefighters
running upstairs

while I was running down...

All I know is, I wanted to be
the one heading in, not out.

Applied to the Academy
the next day.

Was it a big fire, or...?

Yeah, the big
Barclay Skyscraper downtown.

Wow. Okay.
We were there, too.

That was you?

You guys inspired me
to change my whole life.

And now I'm here.

Like, I've come back to you
for help

without even
realizing it.

Aww.

We're like
her firefighter Sherpas,

guiding her to her destiny.

It's really not like
that at all.

No, we are her Yoda.

She's is our Padawan.

I don't know
what that means,

and I don't know that
I want to be that.

Just keep opening and closing
your fist till it burns.

Good.
Be at one with your rice.

He's stable for now.

Sorry.
I don't mean to hover.

I'm nervous about this.

You're a couple?
No.

Neil and I ride the same
subway train every morning.

He gives up his seat any time
it's crowded, which is nice.

I never said a word to him,
not one.

Sometimes I feel
like he's about

to say something to me,
but he doesn't.

And then, one day, he just
stopped being on the train.

And the next day, too,
and the next.

That's when I realized...

I missed him being around.

But he's back today.

And I told myself,
if he ever comes back,

I'm gonna work up
the nerve to ask

if he wants to maybe
grab dinner.

No, a drink. Coffee!

I don't know, something.

But now...

You probably think
it's dumb or crazy

to feel pulled
towards some person

I barely even know
like this.

It's hard to explain.

Give me your hand.

Count the heartbeats.

Just to make sure
the pack is working.

Concentrate on that.

Okay.

Well, I can't imagine what our
neighborhood's gonna be like

without a Herrera
on the block.

Who's gonna make six-alarm chili
for block parties

or put up creepy zombie
firefighters

on their front lawn
for Halloween?

I'll give you all
my Halloween stuff.

But the chili recipe
dies with me.

Just can't believe
you're leaving.

I've gotten too
comfortable in that house.

Being Captain again
made me realize

that I need to move forward,
not backwards.

I -- I want to grow.
I want challenges.

And that house, it's just
an old, comfy blanket.

What's wrong with
a comfy blanket?

Nothing.
If that's what you want.

It's just that
I've outgrown mine, is all.

It hurts
when I breathe now.

It's okay, buddy.
I'm here.

Will? Will, Will, Will!

Bishop!

Bag him.
His pulse is rapid and weak.

His gums look cyanotic.

His B.P. is dropping.

What the hell are you doing?

Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, don't do that!

The CDC's almost here!
Hey, screw you!

I'm tired of living
in this metal coffin.

Gibson, focus!
This kid is going into shock.

I'm getting the hell
out of here.

It's okay. I stopped him.

I did the right thing,
right?

Right?

God. No.

Is he still supposed
to be doing that?

-Pushing epi.
-We got another person down!

-We got to stabilize Will first.
-Hey, Kenneth.

Hey. I need you
to just relax, okay?

Can you tell me anything else
about that guy's condition?

- Is he breathing?
- I-I-I don't know.

- Maybe?
- Okay, pulse is stronger.

Epi's working for now.

Take over.
Yeah.

Hey, what are you doing?
Doesn't he need that?

This guy needs it way more.

Damn it. I got ventricular
arrhythmia over here.

I need more lidocaine!
No, I gave it all to Neil.

The rest is
on the Aid Car.

Okay. K-Kenneth,
I need your help.

I already messed
this guy up.

What if I make it worse?
No, you're not gonna make
it worse, okay, Kenneth?

It's time. I'm calling
you in off the bench.

Are you ready?
All right, yeah. Yeah!

Okay, good. I need you
to watch this monitor.

Tell me if anything beeps
or if the rhythm changes.

Just remember, waves good,
flatline bad.

Very bad.
Say it back to me.

Waves good, flatline bad.
Waves good, flatline bad.
That's right.

What's going on with my son?
Is he okay?

We're giving him medicine
to keep his heart pumping.

So, he's okay, right?
His B.P.'s still dropping.

No. No, no...

That guy's gonna die
without meds.

We might need to risk
a run to the Aid Car.

We can't violate
the quarantine.

There's got to be another
solution.

I'm open to anything.

Okay.

What if...

What if one of the passengers is
on medication that can help?

I can go and collect all
the passengers' medication.

Maybe someone has something
that can keep Reese going

until the CDC gets here.
Yeah, yeah. Go.

If anyone is on any medication,
I need you to take it out

and hold it up, please.

Is-- Isn't there
anything we can do for him?

Yeah, just hold
this like this.

Okay.
Tight seal.

I need an ETA on the CDC.

Copy. We are 10 minutes out.

10 minutes?
H-He can hold on till then.
It's not that long, right?

His B.P.'s dropping
too fast.

We need to do something
right now!

What do you need?
Antibiotics?

Diuretics?
Anti-fungal cream?

Ooh, here's some root.

It's amazing.
Totally mellows you out.

No. No.

Please, you have
to do something.

I -- I can't lose my son.

No...

Um...Jack?

Remember when we said waves
good, flatline bad?

Well, flatline.
Flatline bad.

No! Something's
wrong with Neil!

I don't think he's
breathing anymore!

Is he gonna die?
-You got to get over here!

You've got to save
this guy, please!

Please, he needs you now!

Please,
you have to save my son!

All right!

Everyone listen.

If we're gonna save these
people, I need everyone's help.

I know you're scared.

I'm scared, too.

But I need all of you
to push that aside.

Because, as of this moment,
you're all firefighters.

And we don't let fear
stop us.

All right?

Good.

You.

Go through this kit,

look for another bag

like the one
that we used on Neil.

Also something labeled
"pocket mask."

I need you
to go through it, too,

look for needles, vials,

anything that says dopamine
or dobutamine.

Now, fast.

Kenneth, Sarla.

Do either of you have CPR
or life-saving training?

No.

I was a lifeguard
in high school.

Okay, great. Sarla, catch.

Take that mask and do exactly
what I'm doing.

You, watch Neil's chest.

Make sure it rises
every time she squeezes.

Go, now!

Tenney, I didn't have time
to check everyone's meds.

I need you
to collect all the bottles

and put 'em in your bag
and bring 'em to me, okay?

Kenneth. Use this mask.

Just form a tight seal around
his mouth and exhale hard.

Come on. Come on.

Okay. Show me the bottles
one at a time.

No.

No.

Ooh, Fomepizole.
That's hard to find.
Tenney.

Finally. Amiodarone.

Take two out!

I don't think
that medicine's in here.
Damn it!

Okay, can you hear me?

I need you to open
your mouth, okay?

Here, give me the pills.

I need to put these under
your tongue, okay?

He's getting
too hypovolemic.

We're out of I.V.s.

If we were in a hospital,
it'd take the nurse two seconds

to run down
to the blood ba--

Wait, do you know
his blood type?

Are you guys
the same blood type?

Yeah. H-He's O-negative.
I'm O-negative.

Okay, I need you to roll up
both your sleeves.

You're about to become
a walking blood bank.

Okay, hero. Keep your arm
above the I.V. bag.

Sarla, how we doing?

His chest won't rise
when I pump this thing.

Maybe I'm not
using it right.

Bishop, are you free?
My guy's still in V-tach.

I need a little more time
for the meds to work.

Sarla, I need you to
keep trying, okay?

I'll be over in a few seconds
to intubate him,

but he needs air now.

I think this stupid bag

is getting in the way or
something.

No, you have to use it.
Neil has a contagious disease.

To hell with it.

Harold...

Now make sure to keep the blood
bag higher than Will.

You think you can give him
air with this, too?

Yep.
Good.

Okay.

All right. Great work.
I'll take it from here.

I got a normal sinus rhythm.

Hey, hey.
How are you feeling?

I'll...sue...

He's fine.

Neil is stable, too.

I can't believe it.

For a minute there,
I thought...

Yeah, me too.

Will.
Dad?

Hey. It's okay, buddy.

You're okay.

I'm right here.

I'm not going anywhere.

Bishop, this is Dr. Mukerji.

We're here and setting up
our decontam area

just outside
the subway station.

No, don't try to talk.

You have a tube in your throat
to help you breathe.

This is Sarla, by the way.

She saved your life.

I gave you mouth-to-mouth.

Nice to meet you.

Hi.

You know, I thought the hardest
part about bringing him home

would be to figure out
what kind of food he likes now

or what we were gonna
talk about.

That stuff
may still be hard.

As long as he's around,
I'll take it.

We're gonna figure this out.
I know we will.

We just got to take it
day by day.

Damn, it feels good
to be out of that metal can.

Even if it means wearing
a decon tent about to get naked.

Worth it. We made it.

We're alive.

Feeling good to be alive
right now.

Jack Gibson
and Maya Bishop?

I'm Dr. Mukerji.

We have presumptive positive
results for bird flu.

And we've tracked down nearly
every passenger on that flight,

and we're keeping them
under observation,

but we're hopeful we've averted
the full-scale outbreak.

Both of your rapid PCRs
came back negative,

so the good news is,
you're not infected.

Your patients are on their way
to Grey-Sloan,

and with supportive therapy
and antivirals,

their prognosis is good.

We're just lucky
this is a strain

that has a vaccine.

Good work out there today.

Thank you.

We kept a train car

full of angry,
sweaty strangers alive today

under insane circumstances.

Nice work in there today.

And for someone
with zero people skills,

that couldn't
have been easy.

You know,
in Bishop-speak,

that almost sounded
like an apology.

Fine.

Yes, I am sorry for
doubting you earlier, Gibson.

You didn't suck today.

You didn't suck either.

Most of the time,

I did do a lot
of the heavy lifting.

Hardly.

There was a moment, though.

When all three patients
were crashing at once,

it did feel a bit like
the walls were closing in.

And before my time away,
that would've, um,

triggered me in a bad way,
I know that.

But today...

Today I handled it.

I was able to handle it.

I just got to take it
day by day.

You know, in Gibson-speak,

that almost sounds like
a thank you.

Fine. Even though
you were super annoying

and super insensitive...

Thanks.

For looking out,
I guess.

I'm sorry,
I didn't hear you.

What was that?
You know I got
to write you up

for stealing medicine
from civilians, right?

Yeah.

First one's on me.

I can't believe I'm about
to say this,

but I actually had fun with
Captain Fire Grinch today.

I know, me too.

What is happening to us?
I don't know.

Sometimes you might think
you can contain a spark.

Maybe you should take
your own advice.

Meaning?
Well, you told
Kat over there

that she needed to work on
a different kind of strength

to fix her problem.

Maybe you should
do the same.

I know your dad's move

is stirring up all kinds
of dust for you.

But isn't that when
people like us gear up

and charge into
the smoky building anyway?

I spent the day
with your dad today.

I heard.
Um, you might want to
get used to the idea

of you losing
your childhood home.

Your dad actually
has a couple of pretty via--

You should meet
our Captain!

Come.

Um, this is Kat.

She's a trainee
at the Academy,

and I thought
you two should meet,

since she is
Station 19 material.

Okay, um...Yeah.

Pull up a chair.

I'm so sorry. I just had to.

Yeah.

So, what were you
saying again?

Am I your
comfy blanket?

What?

What? My God.

But what if you lose control
of the spark?

Shower boundaries.

Maya? You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

CDC cleared me
but scrubbed me

with all these
weird chemicals,

so I felt I needed
a real shower.

Okay. Yeah.

I'll grab you some
hot and sour soup

from around the corner.

And then you're telling me
everything.

Yeah, everything.

What if that spark
catches fire and erupts?

All right, be back soon.
Okay, thanks.

If you're not careful...

You have to go.
She'll be back.

Okay.

In a minute.

...it'll burn
your whole world down.