All language subtitles for Chicago.Fire.S14E06

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- What happened,
it's not your fault, Murph.

What if we redeploy
firefighters

to take some of the pressure
off of our paramedics?

- How did it go?

- I think we proved
we can do the job in-house.

- I wanna go see my mom.

- The brain bleed is gonna
extend her recovery time.

- However long it takes,
we can handle it.

- It's not us
I'm worried about.

- You don't help me
in the next few days,

I ain't getting out of here.

- My dad wants me to talk
to Belfort's husband--

or widower.

- Sal, you're not gonna
do that, right,

stir up all that pain?

[dramatic music]

- Six battalion chiefs
will have to go.

You aren't on this list.

- I'm gonna be responsible
for five additional houses.

I'm counting on you
to step up, Lieutenant.

I have no doubt that 51
will be in capable hands.

[blender whirring]

- What are you doing
dressed for work?

Isn't Squad off this shift?
- We are.

But Pascal just called.

He wants me to come in
and shadow him for the day.

- Well,
that's kind of exciting.

- I think he just wants
to make sure I'm up

on all things 51 since
I'm gonna be covering for him

while he's out.
- I don't know.

He could do that
with a meeting.

This feels more like he's
prepping you for bigger things.

- Well, you can never tell
with that guy.

I still can't read him.
- Hmm.

Where's Isaiah?

- Uh, he left for an early
morning class at school.

- So we're alone?

- Matter of fact, we are.
- Mm.

So nobody's in the house
but you and me.

- Yeah.

[soft playful music]

* *

- Well, then, I got some plans
for you, Commissioner Severide.

- [chuckles]

[pensive music]

* *

- Have a good day.

Don't forget to walk home
together, okay?

Bye. Love you.

* *

- Hello?
- Hi, Mr. Belfort. I'm Sal.

I was hoping you had
a second to speak.

- What are we selling?

- Nothing, sir.

No, I, um--

I'm actually here on behalf
of my father, Ray Vasquez.

* *

- I don't wanna talk about
Ray Vasquez or anything else

that happened six years ago.
You understand?

- Yes, sir. I do.

And believe me,
I'm so sorry to bring this up,

but I would not be here
if it wasn't important.

- Please.

The least you could do
is have some respect

for what I just said.

- Yes, sir, but I--

[door slams]

- Feels like
the emails never stop.

Who's on overtime?

Who's reassigning crew
to cover gaps?

- Sounds like
a logistical nightmare.

- Cutting all those
battalion chiefs didn't help.

That's for sure.

The CFD is
a department in crisis.

[knocking]

Yeah?

- You wanted to see me, Chief?

- Mikami, come in.

I spoke to Chief Robinson about
your firefighter medic program.

Names are coming in.

Headquarters wants to get it
up and running soon.

- Wow, okay.
- Congrats.

- Thank you.
That is great news, Chief.

The sooner, the better.
We keep losing good medics.

We lost another two this
last week because of burnout.

And my friend Murphy sacrificed
her own job to get this going,

so I really need it to work.

- Then make it work.

- Copy.

- Isaiah.

Wait, you're supposed
to be at school.

- It's about my mom.

[tense music]

So I was looking up stuff on
my mom's condition in homeroom.

The operation
she got with the shunt,

it says all kinds of problems
can happen after.

- Dr. Sachs tells us that your
mom is recovering really well.

- Well, yeah, but it says
sometimes a shunt can fail,

and if they don't monitor
the patient enough,

that's when people can die.

- How about this--

we will call Dr. Sachs,

and we'll make sure that
they're checking on her

the way that they should be.

- This site says it should be
at least every three hours.

- We'll ask about that.
- Yeah.

- And anything else you want,
just let us know.

- [sighs]
Thank you.

- Hey, listen.

I know you are worried.

You cannot just leave school
like that, okay?

Kelly and I,
we are always here for you,

but school is still
part of the deal.

Okay?
- Okay.

- Okay. Listen, don't worry.

We are all over this.

- Come on, let's go see if

there's any donuts left
after breakfast.

You can take some to school.

* *

- Vasquez, you should put
your name in

for Violet's firefighter
medic program.

We just heard it's a go.
- Oh, yeah?

That's cool.

I'm not looking
to pick up extra shifts

right now, but, you know,
who knows?

- Ouch.

Figured you'd be all over that,
you know, considering

all your questions
about medics--

or at least medic reports.
- Mm-hmm.

- Okay, yeah, I'm still
a little curious

what that was all about,

but if you wanna keep it
close to the vest for,

like, ever--

- I needed the reports
to help someone.

It's my dad.

- Help him how?

- Are you close
with your parents?

- Not anymore.

They're both gone.

- Oh, Lizzie,
I'm sorry, I didn't--

- For not answering
my question?

- I answered
one of your questions.

That's a--
that's a start, right?

[alarm blares]

- Ambulance 61, person down
from unknown causes.

- Yeah, that's a start.

- 6228 West Marion.

[dramatic music]

* *

- In here, in here.
My mom, she fell.

- Whoa, where did all
this glass come from?

Oh, okay.

Can you tell me what happened?

- I was taking down Halloween
decorations on the roof.

I guess I leaned
on the skylight.

- What's your name?
- Marie.

- Oh, my God. Is she okay?

Mom, are you all right?
Don't move too much, okay?

- It happened so fast.
- Heart rate slightly elevated.

Pupils equal but responsive.
- No apparent neck trauma.

I'm gonna bandage up
this neck wound.

She's got minor lacerations
everywhere,

but nothing explains
all this blood.

I'm gonna take a look
at your wrist, okay, Marie?

- [screams]
Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

* *

.

- Why is she
bleeding like that?

- The glass must have cut
an artery in her wrist.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

[tense music]

- This should stop
the bleeding for now,

but we gotta get her
to Med quickly.

- Everything hurts.

- We're gonna get you some
pain meds soon, okay, Marie?

- Yeah.

- All right, let's go.

- Please, you have
to make her better.

- Give us space, okay?

* *

- It's okay, Mom.
I'm right here.

And we're gonna take you
to the hospital.

And then they're gonna
fix you up there, right?

- Give us a second, okay?

I don't know
if it's a good idea

for her to ride along with us
if she's this worked up.

- I'll talk to her.

- Make it quick.

- We are gonna take
your mom to Chicago Med,

and you can meet us there,
okay?

- No, no, no, no.
I have to come.

- We need to focus in there.

- No, no, no.
Please, please let me come.

My dad, he died during COVID.

They took him away, and then
we never saw him again.

Please.

- It is a small space,

so if you come with us,
you have to stay calm.

It is the only way we can
take care of your mom.

- Okay. Okay.

No, I can do that. Please.
- All right.

We need to get going now.

- Dana's okay to ride with us.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

* *

[line trilling]

- You've reached
Cliff Belfort.

Please leave a message.

- Mr. Belfort. Hi, sir.

This is, uh--
this is Sal Vasquez.

I--look, I'm sorry to surprise
you at your home this morning.

I just--I figured, you know,
putting a face to it all

might actually help.

I have a message for you.
It's from my father.

He wants you to know
how sorry he is for--

for everything.

And there's something
I'd like to ask you, too,

if you'll give me the chance.

So I'm hoping
you'll call me back.

Thank you.

[somber music]

[siren wailing]

[tense music]

* *

- Vitals are stable for now.
- You hear that, Mom?

That's good.

* *

[horns honking]

- What the...

- Wait, what's going on?

Why did we stop?
- Bad traffic.

Hopefully we start moving
again in a sec.

I'm gonna take a look around,

see if there's
a way out of this.

* *

- What if we get stuck
in here, Lizzie?

What happens if we don't get
my mom to a hospital soon?

- We will get your mom to Med.
I promise.

* *

- You got a second?
- Yeah.

Did you talk to that doctor?

- I've been trying to get
a hold of him all morning.

But when I finally got
through to his office,

they told me that, technically,
Shauna isn't under

his care anymore.
- What?

Who's taking care of her?

- Well, they gave me
the number to the rehab center

in the city,
who then transferred me

to the neuro rehab department,

who then put me
on hold for 20 minutes

before dropping my call.

- Are you kidding?
- It's infuriating.

Isaiah was right
to wanna follow up.

The only person
advocating for this woman

is a 14-year-old boy.

- And now us.

- Maybe it's time to look into
this facility a little deeper,

and if it's not up to par,
then we find other options.

- Severide, come with me.

There's someone
I want you to meet.

- Yeah, go.

[car horns blaring]

* *

- I walked in both directions.

Cars were stacked up
for blocks.

I couldn't see why,
but it must be pretty bad.

- This is all my fault.

I shouldn't have even let her
put up those decorations

in the first place.
That was Dad's thing.

- Sweetie, I'll be fine.

Remember what your father
used to say about patience.

- [laughs]

I tried having patience,
but it was taking too long.

- That raspiness
in her voice, that's new.

- Mm-hmm.

- Marie, we're gonna have
to check that neck wound.

- Wait, why?
Is something wrong?

- Get an occlusive dressing.

- What's going on?

- The cut in her neck is deeper
than we initially thought.

It must have penetrated
your mom's airway.

- What? Wait, how did you
not notice that before?

Wait, what is happening?
What aren't you telling us?

- Dana, get back.
You gotta let us work.

- [gasping]
- Oh, my God.

Help her! She can't breathe!

Mom! Mom!

Wait, Mom. Mom. Mom!

.

- Mom. Mom. Mom!

- Hey.
- No, no.

Please, please, please.
You have to help her.

I can't lose her too.

- That is what
we are trying to do,

but you need to
stay back, Dana.

If we can't focus,
we can't help her.

- We have a pulsatile hematoma
forming at the carotid.

If it gets any bigger,
it's gonna block her airway.

We can't sit this one out
any longer.

- Ambo 61 to main.

We're stuck on the Cityfront
overpass between

Illinois
and North Water Street.

We need a patient pickup
immediately.

We can run the stretcher
out to meet up with them.

- No ambos available.
Stand by for updates.

- So what do we do now?

[tense music]

- Don't tell me
we're here to see the mayor.

- Close.

The mayor's chief of staff,
Annette Davis.

- Oh, the one
who asked you out.

- She's a good person
to have on your speed dial,

so it's wise to pay
a visit now and then,

get a little face time.

Davis decides which initiatives

land on the mayor's desk
each morning,

so if we ever need new
equipment or station upgrade,

she can help push that through.

Big city departments.

Relationships are just as
important as fireground skills.

This is how we play the game.

- No, I just wanna be fair.

Yeah, well,
from what I'm hearing,

three council members
are against it,

which means we only
need to flip one.

And we all know who that is.

Yeah.

Yes, both the mayor
and I'll be there.

See you then.

Chief Pascal, good to see you.

- Appreciate you
taking the time.

This is
Lieutenant Kelly Severide.

He's our ranking officer at 51.

- Chief's told me
a lot about you.

- Is that right?

- Well, I told him
how instrumental

you've been in keeping
the CFD prioritized,

especially with everything
going on at city hall.

- Everything going on?

That's quite the euphemism.

- I suppose
I'm being diplomatic.

- I'll say
what he's too polite to.

It was a mess around here.

But I'd like to think
we're starting to clean it up.

Please have a seat.

[cars honking]

* *

- [wheezing]

[alarm beeping]

- Oxygen's dropping.
She's at 88.

She's got stridor.
That hematoma's growing fast.

- What does that mean?

- It's further
obstructing her airway.

We have to intubate.

- Marie, we're gonna have
to sedate you so we can

put in a tube
to help you breathe.

But you won't feel any pain.
- Do we have to?

That's what they did
to my dad before--

- This is completely different.

It's just until
we can get her to Med.

But we need to act fast.
- Okay.

- 5 milligrams of Versed
and make sure

you keep an eye on her oxygen.

* *

- How can you have
a two-year wait list

when you deal with
critical patients?

How long will that take?

I guess we have different
definitions of "urgent."

- Is everything okay,
Lieutenant?

- You know, I thought the
bureaucracy in the CFD was bad.

I have been calling
all over the city,

and it's like you
can't get someone

into a medical rehab center
unless they're

about to drop dead.
- Oh.

This for someone
in your family?

- Isaiah's mom.

It turns out the place
she's at has some of the worst

Yelp reviews I have ever read.

And the city
just stuck her there.

We should have
looked into it sooner.

On top of that,
I gotta educate myself

on post-traumatic hydrocephalus
just to talk

to Isaiah about it all.

You'd need a medical degree
just to figure it all out.

- That sounds like
a lot to handle.

Glad I'm not a parent.

[soft dramatic music]

* *

Excuse me. Miss, hi.

Can I help you?

- Are you Sal Vasquez?

- I am.

- I'm Cliff Belfort's sister,
Pam.

- Did he ask you to come?
- No.

But he told me about
your visit and your message,

and I wanted to find out
what's going on.

I'm very protective of him
after what he's been through.

- Believe me, I get that.

- So what is it
that you want from him?

- Look, I think I need
to speak to Cliff directly.

- Do you understand what you're
doing, even asking for that?

- I'm not trying to cause him
any more pain.

- Then leave him alone.

Cliff has worked
so hard to rebuild his life,

his kids' lives,
after Lindsay was killed.

Your father was a part
of that nightmare.

If he hadn't have
planted that weapon,

Bianchi would be in jail.

- My father did not plant
that screwdriver.

He discovered that
it had been misplaced

when the medics worked
the scene, so he put it back.

- Yeah.
I heard all that at trial.

It's still misconduct,

and it destroyed
the prosecution's case.

- Fine--what he did helped
set Bianchi free,

and my father will
have to live with that

for the rest of his life.

But from the very beginning,
all he wanted

was to get justice for Lindsay,
same thing you want,

Cliff, and Lindsay's parents.

There are broken things here
that can still be fixed.

That's what I would like
to talk to Cliff about,

if you'd help me.

* *

[alarm beeping]

- This intubation will only
buy us a little more time.

- We need to get her
out of here.

[tense music]

* *

- Ambo 61 to main.
Where the hell is my update?

We need a backup ambulance now.

- Stand by, 61.

- 14 years.

That's quite a long time
to be in charge of

such an intense rescue unit.

- It doesn't feel that long.

- Well, that you've been able
to do it successfully

for all that time
says something.

- Says he's good in a crisis.

I think we both know
that's exactly the leadership

that the CFD needs.

- 61 to main, we can't wait.

- Message received.

- Excuse me one moment.

- Main, this is Ambulance 61.

All radio traffic, please stop.

- Main to all units,
hold your traffic.

Go ahead, 61.

- We are stuck on
the Cityfront overpass

between Illinois
and North Water Street,

and our patient is in critical.

There are no ambos available.

We request an immediate
fire rescue assistance,

or this patient won't make it.

- 61, keep that patient alive.

We're coming for you.

.

- We're ready to roll, Chief.

What's the plan?
- Hang on.

Severide, what's the best
approach here?

- It's pretty jammed up
here on Columbus Drive.

It's hard to tell.

- We'll get moving, see if
we can carve out a path.

- Good.

Guessing you're
about ten minutes out.

We'll check
all possible routes,

see what gets you the closest.
- Copy that.

[suspenseful music]

[siren wailing]

- We need a city grid
and infrastructure map,

the biggest ones you got.

- CDOT is right
across the street.

I'll have someone
run them over.

* *

- Okay.

I'm in.

- Oxygen's up--

90 and climbing.

- Okay.

The intubation helped.
She's starting to stabilize.

That hematoma is
still growing fast.

We have to control
that arterial bleed.

We'll have to take turns
putting pressure on the wound.

I'll start.

Truck 81, what's your ETA?

- Working on it, 61.
We're on the move.

- [sighs]

If they can make it
to Van Buren,

the road might be wide enough
to ride the sidewalk--

that or they take the park.
- 81, what's your status?

- We just hit
a wall of traffic.

We're backed up for blocks.

- Can you get to Van Buren?
We can direct you from there.

- Copy that.

Yeah, we're heading there now.

- Okay, there was a water main
break on Harrison and Randolph,

flooded the whole intersection.

They're worried
about sinkholes,

so they're shutting it down
in all directions.

- How long before
they open that back up?

- They're saying an hour.

- That means two, maybe three.

- Is there any way
to push this along?

- That was the commissioner
of the Department

of Water Management.

An hour is pushing it along.

- Sounds like the best
we can do is get them close,

cover the least amount
of ground on foot.

With 81 westbound on Van Buren,
they're gonna hit red

five blocks from 61's location.

The time it's gonna take
to get there and back,

there's gotta be
a better way to get in.

* *

- What about this, Chief?

There's a service road
that leads to a lot

directly underneath the
overpass that isn't affected

by the flooded intersection.

81 just has to get beneath
the overpass, not on it.

- And 81 puts up the aerial.

- Yeah, it'd be way quicker
than getting back

and forth on foot.

- I'll tell transpo
to block off bus access

to the service road for us.

- Listen up. New plan, 81.

* *

- Ready to switch out?
- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Okay, keep a firm pressure,
but not too much

you cut off blood flow
in the carotid artery.

- Got it.

- You go in the moment
I take my hand away.

And now.

[bag whooshing]

- How are we gonna do this
when we transport her to Truck?

- I'll keep the pressure
and go with them

while you stay with Ambo
until traffic clears.

- Yeah.

[distant sirens approaching]

- Ambo 61, Truck 81
is on scene.

- Oh, thank God.

- I'll get them.

* *

Truck 81, I'm not seeing you.

You're on
the Cityfront overpass?

- Negative, 61.

We're right under it.

- Underneath?

* *

Our patient is intubated
with a perforated trachea.

How the hell are we supposed
to get her down there?

.

[tense music]

* *

- This can't be
the only option.

- I know it looks scary,
but this is the fastest way

to get your mom to Med.

- Okay, remember,
constant pressure

on her neck
the entire way down,

but not too much you cut off
the blood flow.

- Copy.

- And the ET tube, squeeze
the bag every five seconds.

- Okay, I'll watch for it.

- If the tube slips,
she stops breathing, Vasquez.

- It won't.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Let's go.
- Ready?

- Yep.

- On three, two, one.

- Yep. Coming.

- Ballard, let's do it.

- Okay. Bring them up.

- Dana, can you
back up for us?

* *

- Pop up. Yep.

- Nice and steady, Ballard.

Keep lifting until
you clear the railing.

- Copy that, Lieutenant.

* *

- Whoa.

Hey, stabilize me.

- Hey, you with the jersey,
give us a hand.

Grab that blue strap.
- Yeah.

- Ready to swing.
- Copy.

- Good?
- Yeah.

- We gotcha.
- Yup, yup, yup.

- Nice.

- Slow, slow, slow, slow.

* *

- We got you.

- Okay, I'm gonna roll with 81.

I'll meet you at Med
once traffic clears.

- Yep.
- Wait, no, no, wait, no.

I have to come with you.
- We don't have time.

- But--

- Come on.

- Yes, I think
that was more exciting

than the council meeting
I missed.

- Sorry for commandeering
your office.

- No, don't be--
as long as it wasn't staged

so you could demand
more funding.

- Oh.
[chuckles]

- Well, gentlemen,
it was a pleasure seeing you.

I have a public safety
briefing to get to.

- Thanks for all your help.

- Anytime.

Good to meet you, Lieutenant.

- She's not so bad
for a politician.

- She gets things done.

[tense music]

- Penetrating neck injury
with a pulsatile hematoma

on the carotid artery.

- I've got the pressure.
- Okay.

- Let's get her
into Trauma 1.

- Oxygen is stable at 98.

Patient had significant
blood loss from arterial gash

on the right wrist.

* *

- This is Cliff Belfort.

Why don't you come by the
house later, and we can talk.

[soft dramatic music]

- Hey, I'm heading out.

- I'll see you next shift.

- Yeah, and if you wanna
talk more about medic reports

or anything else, I'm around.

- I appreciate it.

Same goes for you.

- And you're always
welcome at Molly's.

But you know that.

- I do, yeah.

Thank you.

[chuckles]

- I was hoping
that you might be able

to offer me some guidance.
- Okay.

- I've been having
a hard time finding

a good long-term care facility
that does rehabilitation.

- What kind of care
are we talking about?

- My foster son, his mother
was injured pretty badly

in a car accident
a couple months back.

She's been in a coma since,
just had a shunt put in

for post-traumatic
hydrocephalus.

And she is at St. John's.

- Yeah, well, St. John's is
understaffed, underfunded,

and always on patient overflow.

- I found that out
the hard way.

We are going down there
tomorrow to corral the doctors,

but that's not
a sustainable long-term plan.

Kelly and I,
we just want the best care

possible for Isaiah's mom,
even if we have to cover

some of the cost ourselves.

- His name is Isaiah?
- Uh-huh.

- That's my grandson's name.

- Really?
- Yes.

- Our Isaiah, he's a great kid.

I'm sure yours is too.

- The best, needless to say.

But it sounds like
Isaiah got lucky

with his foster placement.

- We are the lucky ones. Truly.

- Well, look, I do have
a connection with a center

that might fit your needs.

The Clemence-Wegner Clinic,

it's a pretty
state-of-the-art facility.

The patients have access
to a host of specialists,

as well as rehab and PT.

- That sounds amazing.

- And it's grant-subsidized,

which can help a lot
with the expenses.

But there is an issue
that might make it difficult.

They don't have
a location in Chicago.

The clinic is in Cleveland.

- Cleveland.

- Yeah.

- [sighs]
Ohio.

- Well, I guess that's my time.

Thanks, Scott.

[indistinct chatter]

Dr. Patel?

Hi, Lizzie Novak.

I was one of the medics
on the neck trauma

that we transported
with Truck 81 yesterday.

Penetrating injury,
pulsatile hematoma.

- Sure. I remember.

Your partner came in
with the truck.

- Yeah.

How long have you
been doing tae kwon do?

- First time, actually.

- Oh, well,
you picked a great class.

Scott's the best.

How is Marie doing,
the neck patient?

- She was still in surgery
when I signed out.

The daughter was not happy.

We basically had to restrain
her when they first arrived.

You must have had your
hands full with that one.

- Yeah, we did.

- I better go warm up.

- Good luck.

- That flight won't work,
so see if you can pull that up.

- Okay.

- Sorry to interrupt.

- Chief Pascal,
two days in a row.

Someone else for me to meet?

- No, I was in the building.

But I can come back
if now's not a good time.

- No, no. Come on in.

We'll finish this later.

Thank you.

- I feel like
I need to apologize.

- I told you, there's no need.

Getting to your people
took priority.

- No, I don't mean
for yesterday.

A few weeks ago, when you
asked me out to drinks--

- You don't need
to explain anything.

- I lost my wife last year.

So even thinking about
getting drinks with someone

or going on some kind
of date...

[pensive music]

I reacted poorly, I know.

I'm just not ready.

- Tom, I'm so sorry
about your wife.

And I totally understand.

- But the thing is,
if you're okay with it,

I'd love to go out for
a cup of coffee sometime.

- I would love that.

- Come on in.

The kids are at
after school care,

so we can sit and talk in here.

Please have a seat.

- Thank you.

- Firefighting seems like
a very rewarding job.

- [chuckles]
Yeah, it can be.

- I thought about it
at one point.

I mean, every kid does,
I guess.

Look, when you showed up here
yesterday out of the blue,

it caught me off guard.

- I know, and I'm sorry.

Like I said,
I thought I had a better shot

at asking or talking to you
than if I just left a message.

- You're probably right.

- Look, Mr. Belfort, I, um...

I can't imagine what the last
six years have been like

for you and your family.

And I'm sure that hearing
the name "Vasquez"

probably makes you
angry as hell.

But my dad was trying
to put things right

so that justice
would be served.

- If you think I blame
Ray Vasquez, I don't.

He's not the one
who murdered my wife.

Detective Vasquez
actually helped me that day

because I couldn't breathe.
I couldn't think.

I was falling apart.

And your dad put
his hand on my shoulder,

and he reminded me that I
needed to be there for my kids

because they were
what mattered most.

For that,
I'll always be grateful

that he was the first person
to answer the 911 call.

[soft suspenseful music]

- Besides the medics, you mean.

- No, he got there
before they did,

along with another patrol car.

Your father was the one
who took the medics over

to Lindsay's body.

I couldn't bear to do it.

You said there was something
you wanted to ask me.

What is it?

* *

.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey. I am so sorry I'm late.

- I know, you almost
missed happy hour.

But not to worry, I took the
liberty of ordering for you.

- Thank you.

- I figured we could stand
to let loose a little

after the longest shift ever.

- Amen to that.

[upbeat music playing]

Oh, did you order us
shots of Malort?

- The first firehouse
I floated at,

we would take shots of that

after a rough shift
with a tallboy.

It's called
the Chicago handshake.

- Remind me to never
let you order ahead again.

I was late because I stopped
by Med to check on Marie.

- Oh, how's she doing?

- She just got out of surgery.

She is expected to make
a full recovery.

Her daughter was by
her side, of course.

- Well, that's a relief.
- Yeah.

So, Novak...

your empathy
is, like, your superpower.

You can connect with anyone.
But--

- With great power
comes great responsibility.

- Dana should not have been
in the back of the ambulance

with us.

She made it so much harder
for us to treat Marie.

I know you felt bad for her,

but sometimes
you have to say no.

- When she said that her dad
died of COVID recently,

I just wanted to--

no, you're right.

It was a bad call on my part,

and it won't happen again.

Your PIC voice
is kind of scary.

- [laughs]

Well, give me another shot
that's not Malort,

and I swear you won't have
to hear it again tonight.

- Oh, you're no fun.

- Oh, I got a text
from Chief Robinson.

The first firefighter from 51
put in for the new program.

- No way.

Did Capp finally get over
his fear of needles?

- I don't think that's
happening anytime soon.

But I was kind of surprised,
actually.

It's Vasquez.
- Hmm.

- Are you sure?

- It's only gonna be
a few weeks.

I will be back at work
before you know it.

I really want to do this,
Kelly.

[soft dramatic music]

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You wanna come join us?

- What?

Did you talk to Dr. Sachs?

- We made progress,
that's for sure.

- So, Isaiah, you were right.

Your mom wasn't getting
the best care possible.

Stella found a better place.

- Really? That's amazing.

- Yes.

But it is in Cleveland.

- Oh.

I mean, if that's where
they can help her the most,

but does that mean
I won't get to see her?

- No, you'll see her.

So you and I,

we are gonna go down there
together for a while.

We're gonna get Shauna settled.

We're gonna meet her doctors,
get their assessments

so that we know exactly
what is going on with her.

- Wait, and you mean, like,
drop everything here?

- We'll get in touch
with your school

so you can stay updated
on assignments, classes.

- I don't mean for me.
I mean for you.

You're gonna take all that time
off work to help my mom?

- Of course. Yeah.

You're our family now,
so that means your mom is too.

[tender music]

* *

Hey.

We got you, bud.

* *

- Here's what
I don't understand--

a statement from Belfort
could secure my parole.

All you had to do
was make the ask.

- I'm not doing anything
until I know the truth.

- What are you talking about?

- Who was the first one
on the scene

after Lindsay Belfort
was murdered?

- You know damn well--
it was the medics.

- No. No, it wasn't.

It was you.

- Who told you that?

Cliff?

Guy was spinning
so hard he couldn't

see a foot in front of him.

- You always said that
the medics were there first--

that the examiner was there,
that somebody else

mishandled the screwdriver
and you were simply

putting it back
where it belonged.

You fabricated evidence,
tainted it.

Was the screwdriver even
really the murder weapon?

- Who cares?

Bianchi killed that woman.

- You lied to everyone,
including me.

[tense music]

- I don't get that
victim statement,

I'm not getting paroled.

How could you do this?

- I didn't.

You did.

* *

- This is over.

[phone slams]

* *

[dramatic music]

* *

[wolf howls]