All language subtitles for Fire.Country.S04E08.1080p.SUSPENSEN

Previously on Fire Country...

The D.O.C. has a pilot program
for young inmates.

These guys have no experience.

Yeah, but that'd be your job.

Get 'em into fighting shape.

-Okay.
-Look, Eve,

it's hard to let go
of your old crew.

So the arsonist is
still out there.

You're gonna leave
chasing that person

to the pros, right?

You want to stay out of
my brother's voicemails

and his DMs.

-Your brother?
-Malcolm.

-My brother?
-Hardly.

Okay, look, I never meant for--

I don't care
what you meant to do.

What you did do
is hurt my little brother.

JAKE:
Tyler here is 17.

Let's call your mom
and your dad.

I don't have a dad.
Okay? I don't need you guys

-to call anyone.
-They said this was
my son Tyler's room.

Tyler said
he didn't have a dad.

I'm Landon. I'm his stepdad.

Not on paper. Me and his mom
aren't actually married.

Kid's had a real tough run.

Did something change recently?

His father died
right before COVID, and...

the Zabel Ridge Fire
took our house.

I'm really sorry to hear that.

We don't know
what to do with him.

I might. Know what to do.

SHARON:
Stabilize the scene!

-(indistinct chatter)
-(radio chatter)

BODE:
Tyler's barely got a pulse.

-Hey, I need spreaders
over here.
-We're on it.

SHARON:
Injuries are too severe.

Time of death-- 10:16.

FIREFIGHTER: All right,
let's keep the pressure on.

BODE:
We're gonna get you out, Tyler.

(whirring)

(creaking)

SHARON:
That's it, Bode.

Smells like a brewery in here.

Gotta cut the roof.

(creaking)

SHARON:
Here we go.
Peel that roof back.

Come on.

BODE:
Hey, I need a gurney over here.

SHARON:
Let's get him

on that spine board. Quickly.

BODE:
Careful, careful.
Watch his spine.

Ready? One, two, three.

Stay with me, Tyler.

-(beeping rapidly)
-SHARON: Is the monitor working?

BODE:
Let's go. Let's go.

Move, people, come on.

We're losing him, let's go.

STUDENT:
This is scary.

Damn, this blood is itchy.

Lay down. Lay back down.

Classmates are watching you
through the window.

Oh, is it that beta-ass, Sean?

Yeah, I'm not actually dead,
but I will actually end you.

Hey. Playing possum
i-is kind of

the whole point
of this exercise.

This whole exercise is a joke.

It's a demonstration
that raises awareness.

Every 15 minutes, a kid--

Dies of a drunk driver.
Yeah, I know.

It's just cringe that
they make us do this every year.

Trying to "scare us straight."

Yeah, well, it only works
if you actually commit to it.

You know who committed

was the kid that came
and took me out of class

dressed up
like the Grim Reaper.

(laughs)

Yeah, I remember that.

Do you paint?

I-I draw.

So do kindergarteners.

Bro-- my mom's out there.

She's gonna cry
when she sees me "dead."

Chloe MacKenzie's your mom?

Yeah. Teaches math here.

She used to teach me math.

Peer tutor, in high school.

Possum, Tyler.

Possum.

Bus is almost here.

-You excited?
-EVE: Eh...

I'm a little nervous, Manny.

Ah, come on.
Three Rock's back, baby.

It's just ironic
that me and Francine broke up

because I didn't want kids and
now I'm getting 16 teenagers.

No, you're getting
16 firefighters.

Yeah, with hormones and acne.

And their prefrontal cortexes
aren't fully formed yet.

All right, fine.
Fine, they're young.

-Mm-hmm.
-You know what that means?

Means they're strong.

So no bad backs
on the fire line.

-That's a dream.
-Yeah.

They're gonna be great, Eve.

And so are you.

Fresh start.

Fresh start. (exhales)
It's a fresh start.

SHARON:
Chloe MacKenzie?

Oh! Look at you, all grown up.

-Hey, Chief.
-Oh, no.

It's still Sharon.

Just like when you were
the high school student.

I am always amazed how seriously
the kids take it.

Yeah, I just wish they'd
take trig half as seriously.

-(laughs)
-I cannot believe

Bode got my kid
to participate in this.

Yeah. He must've gotten to him

with all the times
he's been at the station.

Or he bribed him with snacks.

We have really good snacks.

Hold on one second.

What do you mean,
"all the times"?

Uh... I think your son's been

at the station
every day after school.

Yeah, my kid doesn't participate
in anything five days a week.

-Really. Not even hygiene.
-(laughs)

Give it time.

Bode didn't smell so great
in high school, either.

Look--

Can I tell you something?

I used to have the biggest crush
on Bode back in the day.

Well, if I can
tell you something.

That wasn't really a secret.

-(laughs)
-Oh, goody.

Okay. And it's almost time.

So, the drill says that

Bode's gonna do CPR
for 20 minutes, but-- spoiler--

this doesn't work out well.

So... you might not
want to watch.

As a parent,
this isn't always easy to see.

It's fine. It's not real.

Okay.

(indistinct radio chatter)

(inhales)

(exhales)

(quietly):
Okay...

Are you for real right now?

Um...

Look, I just wanted
to drop this.

I...

You're a firefighter, too?

Drake County.

So you, me, and Malcolm,
we're-we're all firefighters?

I mean, that's, what,
like a family business.

I don't know you.
I don't want to know you.

I messaged Malcolm

to apologize for any trouble
I may have caused,

and he blocked me.

So if you could just get that
to him, at least I can explain.

If Malcolm blocked you,

he doesn't want
to get to know you, either.

Okay, look. We're all bracing
for one hell of a fire season.

And I'm on the other side
of one hell of a fire,

one that cost us
our own battalion chief.

I'm sorry about that.

I mean, we're brothers and
we don't even know each other.

You know, we could
lose that chance

any day on this job.

Like I said,
Malcolm blocked you.

His choice.

All right. I-I mishandled this.

I'm the bad guy.

Dude, to Malcolm?
I'm the bad guy.

I'm his big sister who kept a
secret from him his whole life.

Your name barely even comes up.

Don't forget your letter.

-(phone alarm beeping)
-BODE: Okay, Tyler, this is it.

(alarm shuts off)

You gonna give up on me
so easily?

I fought for your life
to the best of my ability.

So did the other medics.

You know, we take
losing a life personally.

When your friends
and your family

find out that you're dead,
they'll be devastated.

Good thing I'm not dead, then.

Well...

this machine over here
is telling a different story.

(beeping)

(flatline tone sounding)

(Tyler sighs)

* *

(sighs, sniffles)

I'm so sorry.

We did everything in our power
to save him,

but Tyler didn't make it.

-For real?
-That's crazy, dude.

Time of death-- 10:32.

(sobbing)

Oh, God. Oh, God.

It's okay.

GUARD:
Hurry up.

This genius tried
to smuggle in three phones.

Dude chose the wrong camp

to try and run
a felons-and-family plan.

EVE (quietly):
He look like
the size of a McLeod.

Welcome to Three Rock!
Line up, y'all.

This is gonna be
like summer camp

compared to San Quentin.

Everybody calls me Tex.

And everybody
calls me "Captain."

And it's fire camp. Line up.

ACE:
Yeah, what, you think

I want to be on this crew
with your punk ass?

HARTMAN:
Just keep talking, Ace.

Just like you always did.

Everyone's gonna
be sick of you by day three.

Yeah. Hey, Hartman--

how 'bout I talk
with this instead?

-(grunts)
-EVE: Hey. Hey!

That's enough!

(both grunting)

-Hey, hey. Stop.
-EVE: Break it up!

-(grunts)
-I shoulda taken you out

-years back.
-Don't mess with me, homes.

-(indistinct shouting)
-Hey. Hey, hey!

EVE:
Break it up!

HARTMAN: Should've
taken you out years ago!

-Hey! Stop it!
-Break it up, boys! Hey!

So much for a fresh start.

(panting)

* *

Okay. Those two--
Ace and Hartman--

apparently have some beef.

Bus was the first time
they've seen each other

since they got separated
at prison.

Beef must run pretty deep

if it was from
before they were locked up.

And the C.O.'s thinking about
shipping them back to prison.

Can't let that happen, Eve.

I mean, we're not gonna
sit around for another two weeks

while the C.O. replaces them.

Yeah, but I can't
go into a fire

with a crew that's gonna
body-slam each other.

So then help them out.

Make 'em work the program.

Yeah, Manny,
it's not that simple.

Look, I know that
this isn't the Three Rock

you imagined
you'd come back to,

but this is Three Rock now.

And these are your players.

So make 'em a team, Coach.

Sometimes I wish I could just
pick my players.

Gentlemen, you are the first

youth offender fire camp
on these grounds.

The only ones
in Northwest California.

You volunteered, you studied,

you were selected
by the D.O.C. to be here.

Let's make them know that this
was the right choice.

On your feet.

Let's grab your packs.

Six-mile hike. Let's go.

LUKE: I remember my first
drunk-driving demo.

Our crash was so realistic,

three kids in the crowd
threw up.

(chuckles) You know,
last time you told that story,

it was only two, Uncle Luke.

-Huh. I say three?
-Yeah, you did.

-Well, maybe it was two.
-Ha.

Japan had enough of you?

Uh, almost, but no.

Duty called.

Hey. You're now looking at
your new Assistant Unit Chief.

Pin on is next week.

-Above my mom?
-Yeah.

Oh, she's gonna love that.

Yeah? You know
what you're gonna love?

Standing up a Rapid Extraction
Module Support team.

Cal Fire's getting
its own REMS team?

Yeah. I figured if anyone's
going on Mayday calls

and rescuing
injured firefighters,

it ought to be our own.

It ought to be you.

(chuckles) I'm at 42.

Well, that's the beauty
of it, right?

You could stay at 42.

Look, you do your job
around here

and then you wait for us

to throw up the Bat-Signal
for help.

I'm still a probie.

Buddy, if this was an interview,

you'd be failing right now.

-(snorts) Is it one?
-Okay, come on, you got, what,

one, maybe two things left
on your probie checklist?

"Secure a fire line by locating

and abating materials
and fuels."

Exactly.

So, look, I'm picking up a shift
before my big promotion.

But let's get you
outta probie-dom.

Then into REMS.

"Fire downslope. In the brush."

Pass it on.

Fire downslope. In the brush.

Fire downslope.
In the brush.

EVE: All right,
keep your "dime"!

Keeping dimes landed me here.

Cops pulled me over
for a busted taillight,

-Found my stash.
-INMATE: Fire downslope,
in the brush.

-"Keeping dimes"?
-Yeah.

You know, everybody knows
that you got busted for coding

or some nerdy crap, Geek Squad.

-INMATE 3: Fire downslope,
in the brush.
-It's Zane.

It's hacking, bro.

Fire downslope, in the brush.

Last man got it!

Let's circle up!

Let's go, gentlemen.

(Eve claps hands)

It's "Fire upslope.

In the brush." Right?

No, you moron.
You don't got it.

-Downslope.
-Downslope.

Right...

So the message
at the end of the line

didn't match the order
at the front.

That's one broken telephone,
y'all.

What's this got to do
with kicking fire's ass, Cap?

Communication is key
when you're working a fire.

It protects you
and your fellow firefighters.

Run it again. Come on.

(inmates grumble)

Oh, look, it's the firefighter
that killed my kid.

Hey, Chloe. It's been a minute.

-It's good to see you.
-Yeah.

Every weekday?

You got Tyler here
every weekday?

Yeah, I, uh...

That's what we agreed on,
him and me, so...

-(Chloe chuckles)
-I guess, uh...

I thought he would've
talked to you about it.

(short chuckle)
That presumes that he, um,

talks to me.

About anything.
Which he does not.

Honestly, it's, like,
it's no problem.

I grew up here
doing all the same stuff.

Rolling hoses
and cleaning floors.

Running drills.

Wow. I can't get my kid
to unload the dishwasher.

Yeah, of course not.
You're his mom.

Yeah, well, not much I can do
to change that.

Hey, do you, uh...

Do you remember me in--
in high school?

Mm-hmm. One theorem away
from failing geometry.

Well, I was skipping school.

Getting into fights.
Smoking weed.

Lotta yelling, slamming doors.

You're describing a live feed
of Tyler's existence right now.

Landon told me that you guys
lost your house in Zabel Ridge.

Yeah, that didn't help.

But, honestly,
this-this started before that.

And...

I don't know,
he's just been acting out

and I can't figure out why.
And I'm...

My own kid's an enigma.

(soft chuckle)

Not to me.

When I look at Tyler,

it's like I can...

...I can see me

before things started
to get really bad.

Mm.

And I can see...

I can see this train
that's coming for him,

but I can stop it.

Well, you don't have to.

Really.

Tyler could do a lot worse

than ending up like Bode Leone.

(footsteps receding)

* *

-(line ringing)
-(Bode sighs)

(water sloshes)

Soap first, then rubbing alcohol
before the clay bar.

And once all that paint's gone,
you hit 'er again with soap.

No, this is crap.

This is consequence.

Getting out of class is
supposed to be the upside

of having to play the dead kid.

-Does this look
like class to you?
-No, it...

looks like a prison, actually.

Well, you keep going this way
and you might find out.

I'm trying to keep you
from making mistakes.

Like holding up a liquor store?

Mm.

You don't want to
screw up your life.

You don't know anything
about my life.

I don't need to
to know exactly who you are.

Or where you're headed.

I'm trying to keep you
from ending up like me.

Good. 'Cause my stepdad told me
that he'd kill me if I do.

-(tones ringing)
-LUKE: All right, we're up!

Bode.

Are you babysitting
or trying to qualify for REMS?

Let's go, let's move.

I'm 17.

This better be clean
by the time I get back.

What the--

-(sirens wailing)
-JAKE: Oh, it's not gonna be

a easy one, Chief.

The fire's deep in there.

Underbrush for miles,

and fire's creeping uphill
by a lake.

What does road access look like?

JAKE:
Um...

All right, well, this road
gets us the closest, but

there's still
3,000 feet of brush

between us
and the seat of the fire.

We don't have enough time or
manpower to cut through that.

Yeah, agreed.
We need more bodies.

-Yeah.
-You want me to call for 96?

No. We spent a lot of time
and a lot of money

to get Three Rock back.

And it wasn't just
to run drills.

It's time to reap the benefits.

Let's put 'em to work.

Ooh, hey, Manny, I...
I don't know.

I mean, Eve said
they're green as hell.

Have a little faith.

I mean, we were all
green as hell once, right?

Greencrest,
Isley Valley Fire I.C.

requesting Three Rock
for debris removal.

DISPATCH:
Three Rock Crew One,

requested to
the Isley Valley Fire.

(soft grunt)

Hey.

-GUARD: Hold.
-Guys, hold up!

(phone ringing)

Hey, Eve, what's up? You good?

Greencrest just called
for Three Rock.

-MANNY: Great. So put 'em in.
-Wait, that wasn't a mistake?

MANNY:
Are you questioning
a battalion chief's order?

No, w-- Manny, with respect,
they're not ready.

Like, not at all.

Eve, this isn't a suggestion.

Butts on the bus, now.

(sighs)

What?

What, you got something
to say, too?

No.

No. No, we, uh...

coming up on our, uh,
closest access point.

Watch out!

(tires screech)

(exhales)

(panting)

What the hell?

JAKE:
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa. Hey.

Sir, I need to take
a look at you.

I'm okay.

That's not something
people who charge

in front of a moving vehicle
usually say.

How'd you get so cut up?

I was running
through the brush.

Branches tripped me up.

-Ah!
-JAKE: All right.

Feels like a sprain,
possible break.

-What's your name?
-Benji.

But it's my friend.

His name is Thompson.

I think he had a heart attack.

Where is he now?

We were hunting,
in a duck blind.

Over at Sevan Lake.

You got your first pintail
over there, yeah?

BENJI:
This smoke came in
from the fire on the hill.

We started to pack out,
but Thompson started coughing.

Next thing I know,
bam, he's down.

JAKE:
Okay. Hey.

We're gonna get to him,

but first I gotta check you out.

All right,
we anchor to this road.

Start cutting line to the fire

and back it up

with a progressive hose line.
You got it?

We got it.

You two. You know the lake
he's talking about?

Yeah, it's about
a half mile north of here.

We'd need to hurry, though.
"Time is muscle."

Bode's right.

Human body can only last
so long after a heart attack.

All right, well, grab a med bag
and an AED and get in there.

Whoa, no, no. No.
We're on fire attack today.

I'm pretty sure that
I just assigned my probie

to a medical rescue.

"Time is muscle." Let's go.

Yeah.

(indistinct radio chatter)

Chief.

How they lookin'?

All right.

Two ranks, file in.

Hey.

HARTMAN:
Guys. Look at the road.

Don't even think about
making a run for it.

Hey! Quit looking at the road.

ACE:
It's a nice view, though.

Well, they're not looking
at the road, Cap.

(wolf whistle)

INMATE:
Oh, slow down!

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

TEX:
Can I get some fries

with that shake, mama?

That's some nice form!

Wait, wait, you dropped
my phone number!

MANNY:
Fellas...

Eyes on me, Three Rock.

MANNY:
Listen to me, fellas.

Deep in the woods behind you,

there's a wildfire
soaring up the hillside--

Hell yeah, Cap.

Let's go.

There's a couple thousand feet
of deep forest

between us and that fire.

And we can't put it out

if we can't
put our hoses in there.

Which means...

We need to clear a path
for the hoses.

We're gonna cut the ground,
make it flat.

That fuel is thick,

so we're gonna make
and utilize key holes

and remove any obstacles
to get the hoses through.

Wait. We have to dig
for half a mile?

Yeah, that's what you signed
up for, Zane. Remember?

So if you are tossing debris,

you need to tell
the man behind you.

If you throw a rock,
you yell, "Rock."

So, uh, grab your gear
and let's get going.

-All right.
-Come on, now, boys!

(excited chatter)

With energy, y'all! Come on!

Let's move, gentlemen!

This fire ain't
stopping for you!

INMATE:
We have to, let's do it.

INMATE 2:
Communicate, y'all,
come on, move it!

Four feet!

Come on!

SHARON:
Yes. That's...

I hope your crew eats carbs.

-Hey, Landon.
-Plain, salt, and gluten-free.

And, like, seven different
cream cheeses.

-Wow.
-Wow.

The kitchen's right in there.

But you really didn't
have to do that.

For the firefighters
that got Tyler out of his room?

I should buy you
a whole damn bakery.

-(Sharon laughs)
-(chuckles)

Thank you.

(footsteps receding)

* *

(Chloe sobs quietly)

(Chloe exhales, sniffles)

Oh, God. (weak laugh)

Wish you didn't see that.
(sniffles)

Oh, i-it's fine. He's your kid.

Yeah. (weak chuckle)

He's my alive kid.

And I just bawled
at his fake death.

(sniffles)

Wow, in front of my students,

who will never let me
live it down,

and in front of you,

and you went through the real
thing, and I'm just-- I...

It's okay. It's overwhelming.

And now I have
to give this eulogy

and I-I haven't even started
and I-I...

SHARON:
Maybe I could...

-listen? Or...
-No. No, no, no.

'Kay.

You know,
when it comes to your son,

just take
all the help you can get.

You know, maybe if I'd accepted

more help for Bode,

he would have gotten
into this good place sooner.

(footsteps receding)

Gentlemen, spread out
so you can cover more ground.

Hey, Zane, don't forget
to alert the guy behind you

when you're swinging
your McLeod.

Swinging!

Hey, Cap, we should be
at least halfway there by now.

My guys are ready to lay hose.

-What's the holdup?
-Well, it--

This is a first call with
a brand-spanking-new crew

that just crawled
out the damn womb.

It's not about new, Eve.

It's about
keeping them motivated.

Letting 'em know
they gotta work hard

-to prove that
they belong here at camp.
-Yeah, Manny,

-I know that, but I--
-Or making sure that they know

it's about bars, making money,

knocking off a little more time,

giving 'em
a little bit of pride.

Yeah, well,
I threw them into the deep end.

They're not gonna hear that.

Eve, I know it's tough,

but those guys have to perform,

and I need you to figure it out.

(Benji coughs, wheezes)

-Whoa, hey!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You okay? You okay?

(constricted inhale)
Can't breathe...

Respiratory distress.
We need oxygen over here.

Take his jacket off.

FIREFIGHTER:
Get some O2.

JAKE:
Here we go.

MANNY: Whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What'd you do,
snow angels in poison oak?

The area around the lake
was covered in it.

The area that's on fire.

Where the smoke that hit
your duck blind came from?

(wheezes) Yeah.

(coughs)

All right, take care of him.

-Manny...
-Huh?

Okay, look.

Poison oak contains urushiol.

If that burns and
they breathe in that smoke...

It causes your airway
to swell and blister.

-Yeah.
-Can be life-threatening.

Exactly.

(indistinct radio transmission)

-There it is.
-Yep.

MANNY (over radio):
Hey, Leone, be advised.

Fire you're walking towards
is eating poison oak.

I repeat: that smoke
is filled with poison.

Orders, Chief?

I need you to make
your own risk assessment.

You need SCBAs?

Who knows how long we have?

BOTH:
We're going in.

(quiet whispers)

Eel River High School,

after our simulated crash
this morning,

we lost two kids.

I hope you never have to

feel the loss of
someone you love for real.

So...

some parents and some students

are gonna say
some words of farewell now.

And first up is Chloe MacKenzie,

Tyler's mom.

My Tyler.

There are so many stories
I want to tell,

most you would consider
embarrassing.

I, uh...

I remember the first time
I took you into the city.

* *

Grandma wanted to come
with us, but... I said no.

* Holding in and holding back *

So we went to Pier 39

and we had soft serve...

* This is how
the heart attacks *

-(slams)
-(sobbing)

Vince...

Oh, God.

It hits me
at the weirdest times.

Vince, you...

you have Riley, right?

You have her,

and I have Bode.

We're gonna get through this.

* Full-drawn bow
with a dead shaft *

(exhales)

* Target drawn on
an avalanche... *

...and then I found you...

...at this little souvenir shop.

* I feel the pull... *

You were trying
to buy me a bracelet,

to give me as a present.

You were always so independent,

but sometimes
my heart aches that

you won't take my help.

Maybe it's because you never
saw me accept help, either.

And maybe if I had...

...then you would still
be here today.

(sniffles) I'm sorry, I--
I'm sorry, I can't.

-(sniffles)
-We love ya, buddy.

(snorts) This is so fake!

-Tyler...
-TYLER: What?

What? It is.
You're-you're up there,

acting all sad, like...

You know
we lost real people, right?

And real houses in-in the fire?

Tyler, your parents just said
some really nice things--

No, that's not my dad.

(students and parents murmuring)

I'm out.

-Tyler, but...
-No, it's okay. Let him go.

He just needs some space.

(exhales)

* *

-There he is.
-LUKE: Thompson.

Okay, let's roll him
onto his back and let's assess.

(sighs)
I'm not getting any pulse.

Thompson!
Thompson, can you hear me?

He's completely unresponsive.

(exhales) Damn it.

(rattling)

-Beta blockers for hypertension.
-Wonderful.

Let's get AED hooked up,

let's see what's
going on with him, yeah?

BODE:
All right, cutting.

LUKE:
All right.

Okay. Hit the "Analyze" button.

(beeps)

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Analyzing now.

(whirring, beeps)

Start CPR.

-Damn it. Starting CPR.
-I'll call it in.

Isley Valley Fire I.C.,

we have made contact with
the patient, confirm Code Blue.

Patient is in cardiac arrest.

We found high blood pressure
medication on scene.

Patient likely has
a history of hypertension

-and is prone to heart attack.
-He never told me that.

Patient is
currently unresponsive.

CPR is in progress. Over.

-(breathing hard)
-JAKE: Hey, hey.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, hey. Right here.
Right here, right here.

Hey, look, they're--
they're working on him.

I wouldn't have dragged him on
a half-mile hike if I had known.

He'd still be alive
if he didn't keep that from me.

-(gasps in air)
-(siren approaching)

Well, he's not gone yet.

-PARAMEDIC: There he is. Rig.
-(ambulance doors open)

-Get him to the hospital.
-All right.

JAKE:
Eve, where we at?

HARTMAN:
Hey! Watch it!

Bro, that rock almost hit me.

Oh, I'm so sorry. "Rock."

JAKE:
Oh, that can't be good.

Ace, if you wanna go,
I'm right here.

Yeah, and I wouldn't be here

if you didn't make me
break into that house.

Well, we wouldn't
have gotten caught

if your dumb ass wouldn't have
tripped and knocked over a TV!

-Hey! Hey!
-Rock!

-Hey!
-EVE: Hey! That's enough!

Guys. Zane, are you okay?

Uh, Captain Edwards...

What?

-ZANE: The hose is cut.
-Damn it.

Hey! I need another
hose lay over here!

Hey, Cap, this hose lay
should be twice as far by now.

What the hell's going on?

I'm working on it, Chief.

You know what? Never mind, Cap.

I'm just gonna
call in Station 96

so they can clean up this mess
your guys made.

Hey! These aren't my guys!

(exhales)

* *

(radio beeps)

MANNY:
Station 96

requested to
the Isley Valley Fire.

* *

LUKE:
Okay, keep at it. Good work.

All right, Bode, hands off.
Let's reanalyze.

-(Bode sighs)
-Analyzing now.

(whirring, beeps)

-Shock advised.
-Clear.

-Let's do it.
-Deliver shock now.

Shock delivered.

Check him.

BODE:
He's got a pulse. And he's
starting to breathe again.

Okay, good.

Ow! Damn it.

(sighs) Fire's at the door.

Without water,
we're gonna burn.

Isley Valley Fire I.C.
What's the ETA on the hose lay?

Starting to get
some spotting down here.

-Securing this ammo.
-Copy that.

MANNY:
Hoses aren't coming.

We're at least 1,000 feet away.

What the hell is going on?
What, are they lounging around

drinking mai tais down there?
Come on.

BODE:
That's all the ammo.

(crackling)

The top of this thing's
starting to go.

I see it.

LUKE:
Hey. Okay. Grab that tarp,

let's roll him onto it.

We got to get him
out of here right now.

-All right.
-Hey. Come on. Easy, easy.

That's good right there.

LUKE:
All right,
let's get a cuff on him.

I'm gonna get a line started.

Come on. Where are those hoses?

How we looking?

He's stabilizing.

BP's 120/80.

Okay, good deal.

(sniffs)

If that fire keeps growing,
it's gonna be a problem.

All we can do
is wait for the hoses.

Try to keep this guy stabilized.

Hey. Hey! Bode!

Where-where you going? Hey!

Dude, I don't think
this is the best time

to be bagging more pintails.

No, we're bagging a duck blind.

Take out these supports--

Knock out the legs,
push it in the lake,

let it burn out.

I like the way you think.

* *

(exhales)

(grunting)

(indistinct shouting)

(radio chatter)

MANNY:
All right.

Help Thompson onto the basket.
Hoses--

keep going to sector alpha.

Hit the main seat of the fire.
Let's go.

JAKE:
All right,
let's get him out of here.

On three. One, two, three.

-Here we go.
-(indistinct radio chatter)

MANNY: You pushed
a whole damn duck blind

into that lake?

Creative.

That was all Bode.

Good work. Follow your patient.
96 has this.

Let's get out of here.

* *

(thumps twice)

How is it that
we were together the whole time

and I'm the only one
that got hit with poison oak?

You know, we got to talk
about something.

Your probie task book?

I don't think
helping that hunter

counts as abating "materials"
or "fuels."

Well, shotgun shells
qualify as fuel.

So I'd say you checked
that last box

when you stashed that ammo.

Let's have it.

LUKE:
Hmm.

* Time goes by
like a feather... *

Look, Bode...

I wasn't always there for you
the way I should've been.

I mean, I always got to be the
"fun uncle," you know, and...

While your parents tried so
damn hard to do right by you.

* It may leave you, but
the road will never end... *

I know that
I cannot fill the hole

that my brother left
in this family.

* Time goes by
like a feather in the wind *

But I do know
that it was your dad's...

Hmm.

It was your dad's dream...

...to sign
your completed task book.

* But there's dewdrops
in the morning *

-(pen scribbling)
-And a Leone is.

* There's crickets
in the night *

(Luke inhales deeply)

* Somewhere in the meadow *

* That's where you find
the light *

Congratulations...

Firefighter Leone.

You've come a long way, kid.

(sighs)

Save your congrats
for when I'm REMS-qualified.

(laughs) Damn straight.

Anyhow, I'm gonna go
drown this poison oak

in Smokey's top-shelf bourbon.

* Time goes by like
it's been run outta town *

I'll see you around, yeah?

(footsteps approaching)

(muffled scream)

You take a wrong turn?

You're not heading
back to Three Rock?

I mean, you saw my guys' faces.

(scoffs)

"They're not my guys."

Like, what the hell
was I thinking?

Don't do that to yourself, Eve.

It was my fault.

I wanted those boys
to be ready so bad.

I should've just had patience.

Yeah, but it's my responsibility
to make sure they communicate.

Ah...

how can you expect them
to do that

when we can't even
communicate well ourselves?

(sighs)

Gotta lead by example.

You still think we can turn
these guys into a real crew?

No doubt.

* That's where
you find the light *

But you gotta get
back out there.

* *

(scoffs)

Bode?

I asked Tyler to clean it.

Didn't expect him
to give it a full polish.

And a couple hours later,

he's storming out
of his own funeral.

It's one step forward,
two steps back.

Um...

Your mom told me
to ask for help.

(weak laugh)

So I waited here
because you're the only one

he says two words to.

Um...

...so I'm asking.

Will you help?

* Find the light *

Happy to.

* That's where
you find the light *

-Come on.
-* That's where *

* You find *

* The light. *

Okay, look.
Before you slam the door--

Wait, it's not your fault.

You're not the bad guy.

But I was wrong this morning.

I'm not the bad guy, either.

Look, you were a kid.

We both were,

when our moms decided
to keep this secret.

So you're saying
our moms are to blame?

No, they were just doing
what they thought was best.

Look, it was a difficult
situation with no easy answers.

So let yourself off the hook.

Now, I'm still sorry
for how I broke the news,

but I'm not sorry for doing it.

I'm gonna stop pushing.

But if Malcolm
ever gets curious...

my door is always open.

(sighs)

Wait.

Still got that letter?

Thank you.

(sighs)

(insects trilling)

(engine shuts off)

(muffled shouting)

LANDON:
So you think you can just

throw tantrums
like a little kid?

-TYLER: No.
-That can't be Landon.

LANDON:
Speak from your chest,
like a man.

What the hell
is going on in there?

-Where's my key?
-LANDON: Like really, run away.

(TV playing indistinctly)

LANDON:
You understand that?

You thought today was so fake?
I'll give you something real,

-I'll give you my 12-pack
and my keys!
-Hey.

-I'll hand it to you!
-Hey!

-(grunts)
-BODE: Hey!

CHLOE:
Tyler...

-Mom. Mom...
-You okay?

-LANDON: Chloe. Chloe,
I just lost my temper.
-Did he hurt you?

-Did he touch you?
-No, he didn't.
-LANDON: You know how he gets--

Hey! Don't look at her.

Look at me.

You don't ever talk to Tyler
like that. You hear me?

Watch yourself.

Bode, can you get Tyler
out of here, please?

-Without you?
-Yeah, I'll be--
I'll be right behind you.

Go.

Come on.

Give me one reason
why I shouldn't

run you down with my car
in the driveway.

CHLOE: You know what?
I don't want to hear it.

How long has that been going on?

Uh, he just does that
when my mom's not around.

-(arguing continues)
-Well, she knows now.

He said that...
he said that I hurt her.

No, no, no, no, no. Tyler.

You're a good kid.

Okay? Don't listen to anything
that guy's ever said to you.

I hate him.
You know he hurt everyone?

He hurts everyone.
He hurt me, our-our house,

all of Edgewater, the fires--

-everything's his fault!
-Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, hold up.

What do-- what do you...

What do you mean?

Tyler?

What? No, I--

Nothing.
No, I didn't mean anything.

Are you saying that Landon
started the Zabel Ridge Fire?

I-- Just-- I just...

No, wait, wait, wait.

Can you just-- Just forget it.

I can't--
I can't just forget it.

TYLER:
You have to.

You promise me.

(phone buzzing)

-Hey, Bode boy.
-BODE: Mom?

Uh, you-you at home right now?

Came to the station
looking for you.

SHARON:
Why? What's wrong?

Chloe and I just walked in on
Landon screaming at Tyler.

He's a bad dude.

I-I don't know if it's
just verbal, or if it's worse.

We gotta get them out of there.

Bring them both by the house.

I'm not sure
if she's gonna agree to that.

If it's gonna help Tyler,
she will.

Do you still have a direct line

-to Agent Ruffin at the ATF?
-Why?

I think I know who set
the Zabel Ridge Fire.

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