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(low trembling)

(rumbling)

(intense dramatic music playing)

(roars)

CHILD: The st-st-stegosaurus claims his t-t-territory.

But oh, no! Here comes the pt-pt-pterodactyl.

Ka-kaw! (grunts)

-Hey. -Ka-kaw! Ka--

Get out. We're gonna build a fort.

But I'm p-playing.

Yeah, with your duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-dinosaurs.

(grunts) There.

Now you can go play somewhere else.

(somber music playing)

(panting)

S-Sally...

s-smiles at the s-sky.

Deep breaths, Anthony. Like in practice.

S-Sally s-s-smiles at the sky.

(thuds)

(gasps)

(dark music playing)

(twig snaps)

(pants)

H-hello?

(screams)

(both screaming)

(Anthony continues screaming)

(theme music plays)

OWEN STRAND: Lately, I feel like I've been in, in a fog.

And my relationship with my girlfriend,

now ex-girlfriend and, uh...

a big decision I have to make at work, I...

I just feel like I'm in a haze.

And I don't know why.

MODERATOR: But you think it has something to do

with your brother's death?

(exhales deeply) Well, I'm sorry.

You're gonna have to be a little more specific.

There have been a number of them that have died on my watch.

Um... I'm sorry. I-I had no idea.

How could you? The first one was over 40 years ago.

But I think this particular fog did roll in around the time

of my half-brother Robert's death a year ago.

I'm guessing that his death was sudden.

Sometimes unexpected trauma can freeze us in place.

It wasn't unexpected. He had Huntington's disease.

We had time to prepare.

But nice try. Heh.

(doo-wop music playing)

♪ Doo-doo-wop...

Thank you for inviting me to your grief group.

You mean dragging you?

You didn't drag me.

You might have cajoled me for the last nine months.

Did it help a little bit?

It was good to talk about Robert again.

TOMMY VEGA: Yeah, I know what you mean.

It's been three years and I feel the same way about Charles.

I, uh, I had no idea about your brother.

-Tyler. -Tyler. Is that--

It's where the T in TK comes from.

Yes.

He was 10, I was 13. He drowned at the beach.

I wasn't more than six feet away from him.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, well, I seem to have a hard time

keeping my brothers safe.

Tyler. Robert.

My guys in New York.

Judd was lucky to get out while he could.

Self-preservation was the last thing on Judd's mind

when he left the firehouse.

Man, I love that guy, but recently,

I'm kinda feeling like he left me holding the bag a little.

You still have no idea

who you're gonna replace him with, do you?

Well, you heard me, I'm in a fog.

I put the decision off so long,

the chief's gonna step in and make it for me.

Uh, has anyone good thrown their hat in the ring?

You could say that.

TK STRAND: Alright, folks, final bets.

The rules are very simple.

First firefighter to roll their hose into a successful donut

without any kinks wins.

Now we want a nice, clean race.

No kicking, no biting, no spitting.

-No spitting? -It's Marjan.

And we've all seen her at roller derby.

Hell yeah, we have.

And that's why I'm betting on

Speed Queen Marj.

She may be the speed queen, but she peters out.

I do not peter out.

Oh, I've seen your last lap at the derby. You peter.

And that's why all my money's on

-the Big Tortoise! -(group cheering)

-Let's go. Paul. -Nah, I don't know if I like the Big Tortoise...

-TK: Alright. Nancy. -...but I appreciate what you're trying to say.

-Mateo? -Let's go!

Racers, on your mark.

Get set... (blows whistle)

-Come on, Marj! -Come on, here we go.

Here we go.

Slow and steady! Slow and steady wins the race.

-Come on, Marj! Come on, Marj! -NANCY GILLIAN: Come on, Paul!

-(whooping and cheering) -Come on!

That's my girl!

Platonically.

(cheering continues)

She's petering. She's petering!

Okay, let's go, Big Tortoise.

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Come on, Paul! To the end!

What you got, Paul? What you got?

(cheering continues)

Photo finish, Nancy!

-17.6 seconds for Paul. -Mateo?

For Marjan, 23 seconds and counting

'cause I forgot to stop it.

-(grunts in frustration) -MARJAN MARWANI: What?!

MATEO CHAVEZ: I'm sorry. It was exciting.

(sighs) You know what? I think Marj squeaked out the W.

Nah, I think you won in that final push.

-Tie. -Tie.

-Yeah. (laughs) -TK: You guys are ridiculous.

-How can you be so nice to each other? -Why wouldn't we be?

MATEO: Because your horns are locked in the heat of battle.

The battle for the next lieutenant.

Dude, no, it's not like that between us.

We don't care about rank.

Yeah, man, we're barely even thinking about that promotion.

Sure.

Keep telling yourselves that, it's cute.

Seriously, we're not gonna let a little competition

get between our friendship.

Let the best firefighter win. Ain't that right, Marj?

-Yeah. -No matter who he may be.

Or she.

(country guitar music playing)

(grunts)

(sighs)

Load ain't balanced.

You can tell that just from the--

Fine. There was nowhere for me to put the totes to keep it even.

You could have reconfigured the totes.

There's no time to reconfigure the totes.

We're already a half hour late to the bank.

Be a lot later if we flip the vehicle.

Would you just drive, please?

(engine starts)

DRIVER: You know, you need to relax, Stevie.

I read that anxiety is like a virus.

Emotional contagion, they call it.

So what we're a little behind?

Oh, great. Just great.

We're so freakin' fired.

DRIVER: Stop whining.

I got this.

STEVE: You know what? My bad.

You're right.

Stress is contagious, and I'm patient zero.

(tires screeching)

Ever since the baby,

I haven't been sleeping well and--

Steve. SUV, 5 o'clock.

Tailing too close.

(tires screeching)

(rapid gunfire)

Pull over! Pull over!

-(gun firing) -They want us to stop.

Well, good for them. Call it in.

Truck zebra-one-niner,

attempted robbery in progress on Oriel Avenue.

(dramatic music playing)

Matt, they got the roads blocked.

Hang on.

STEVE: What are you doing?

Windshield's inch and a half thick, polycarbon--

(grunts)

(tires screeching)

(glass, metal shattering)

-(siren wailing) -(horn blaring)

(police radio chatter)

Dispatch said there were two victims trapped inside at the time of the robbery.

Any idea what they're transporting?

-About a million in cash. -So a lot of fuel.

Tell EMS to expect two criticals when they arrive.

Mateo, set the inch-and-a-half line.

Put everything you got up here on the hold.

-MATEO: Yeah, Cap. -Paul, Marjan, you're with me.

We gotta get these people out of the cab now.

Austin PD!

Austin PD! Can you hear me?

(grunts)

Yes! Yes, please help me!

The door jammed in the crash. (coughs)

We're gonna get you out of there, sir.

Marwani, extract from the passenger side.

On it, Cap.

(whirring)

(grunts)

PAUL STRICKLAND: Hey, Cap. Look.

You don't get blood spatter like that from an accident.

OWEN: Captain Vega.

You may have a GSW.

Copy that. We'll be ready.

(whirring continues)

Damn thing just broke the jaws. This thing's like a tank.

OWEN: More like a vault.

STEVE: (coughs) Oh, God. I can't...

-I can't breathe. -Cap, what do we do now?

(Steve coughing)

OWEN: Okay, this thing's rolled.

There's gotta be damage somewhere.

PAUL: Hey, Cap.

The bullet hole.

If the driver got shot,

there's probably a hole in the glass somewhere.

OWEN: We gotta find it. Use your eyes and your hands.

♪♪♪

(exhales sharply)

(coughing)

MARJAN: Hey. Hang on, I think I found it!

-Hang on, sir, we'll be right there! -Let me get in there!

-Marj, behind you. -MARJAN: Sir!

-PAUL: Behind you. -(thudding on windshield)

-(Marjan grunts) -(glass shatters)

Keep going, it's working!

Keep going!

(Marjan grunting)

OWEN: Clear out!

(both grunting)

Alright, bring the hook.

Crank it!

(crank whirring)

♪♪♪

Marwani, get the driver.

Smoke inhalation, internal injuries, Captain.

-Okay, TK, get his vitals. -TK: Yeah.

PAUL: Got a chest trauma from the steering wheel

and a GSW in the neck.

It looks like the bullet severed the carotid.

No pulse. He's gone, Cap.

What you got, TK?

Pulse is weak and thready.

Sat's are 40 and dropping, Cap.

TOMMY: No chest rise. He's in respiratory arrest.

-You need to intubate him now. -Copy.

(tense music playing)

Uh, I can't get through the vocal cords. They're too swollen, Cap.

Then step aside and prep the Cric Kit for me.

Okay, that's his cricothyroid. Nancy, swab right there.

(slicing)

Almost there.

There.

Tube.

(tube squelching)

Okay. Come up.

Okay.

TOMMY: Good.

(hissing)

Start bagging him now.

(air pumping)

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Open your eyes for me.

(tense music playing)

-Come on. -(mouths) Come on.

TOMMY: Come on.

There you are.

There you are. Alright.

That's okay. Try not to move.

There's a tube in your throat that's breathing for you.

Blink twice if you understand.

Good job. There we go.

Let's pack him for travel and let West Park know we're on our way.

-Copy. -Good save, Captain.

You too, Captain.

Alright, good job, 126. Let's wrap it up.

APD, scene is yours.

Appreciate it, Captain, but it's not our scene.

-It's theirs. -(siren chirps)

("A Fistful of Dollars" theme by Ennio Morricone playing)

(whistling)

-Captain Strand. -Ranger Reyes.

(song ends)

JUDD RYDER: Right. No peekin'.

Except for you, Charlie girl. You can look. It's okay.

Dad, is this really necessary?

JUDD: Yes, this is really necessary.

Ain't you ever heard of a dramatic reveal before?

Okay.

Alright. Leigh Ann, honey, you just come right here.

-Okay. (chuckles) -There you go.

Y'all keep 'em closed.

Alright.

Okay, open 'em up.

-Welcome home, y'all! -(Marlene and Judd chuckling)

Wait, is this for us?

Yes, you bet it is.

You've got two bedrooms and a little backyard

for Liam to play in.

Wow, this is so generous.

But how did you even find an ADA-compliant home on the market?

We've been looking for months.

Oh, no, we didn't.

Uh, Judd here has been renovating it

for, what, six weeks?

JUDD: Mm-hmm.

Dad, when did you even do this?

Well, you know, I've-I've had 12 hours a day

now that you're busy with your fancy job.

You-You lowered the countertops, the light switches,

changed the door handles...

He put rails in the bathroom too, so.

Thank you.

Thank you both. Look, Liam.

Hey, this is where you're gonna grow up, buddy.

Yeah, yeah. That's right. It's gonna be awesome.

Yeah, it's gonna be awesome.

Mom, don't cry.

(voice breaking) I don't think I can help it.

Uh, y'all, let me get a picture of this for Grace.

-She would kill me if I didn't. -Oh, yes.

This is the new family

in their happy home.

-Oh, yeah. -MARLENE HARRIS: Oh, that's so cute.

That's one for the mantle right there.

Look at my grandson.

Gracie told me she's sorry she can't be here.

Well, I'd say she's got much more important things

on her plate right now.

Mama's, uh, Mama's doing the Lord's work.

So what about you, Dad?

What about me what?

What's next for you?

There's-- There is actually something that I've been I've been,

I've been puttin' off for a long time now.

It's, uh, very important.

Yeah? What's that?

Well, I must start spending Sundays the way

I believe the Lord intended, which is...

watching football.

Oh, boy.

(Marlene and Leigh Ann chuckle)

So...

♪♪♪

CARLOS REYES: At approximately 1400 hours,

the guards noticed they were being followed by a sedan.

The passenger fires warning shots into the air,

doesn't stop the vehicle, but...

it does serve as an effective distraction

as they approach a choke point.

Where two more masked individuals are setting up a roadblock

and waiting with a high-powered rifle.

When the vehicle doesn't stop...

I think we've seen the long and short of it, Reyes.

-CARLOS: Yes, sir. -(turns off TV)

The plates on the sedan and truck were bogus,

likely stolen.

But we did put out a BOLO

on four males, age 25 to 50--

Well, you're ignoring the most important clue

of the whole bloody show.

Our suspect fired a round at a moving vehicle

and hit the driver clean through the windpipe.

Yeah, I know you feel strongly about

looking at people with military training, Ranger Campbell,

and I don't disagree,

but there is 1.2 million vets in the state.

Then how do you propose we narrow it down?

We figure out their MO, sir.

Their MO?

They rob trucks with money in 'em.

What the hell is there to figure out?

There's more to it.

There's a deeper pattern at play here.

Which is?

Um, I don't know yet, sir,

but I, uh, I can feel it in my gut.

You... you said your gut?

-Yes, sir, my gut. -BRIDGES: Oh, goodness gracious.

You sound just like your old man.

With all due respect, Chief,

we've had three armored car heists in a month.

Now, I held my tongue on the first two

'cause them other drivers had the good sense to stop

and surrender their payload, but we got blood on the asphalt now.

This ain't no job for a greenhorn.

There are no greenhorns in the Texas Rangers.

Come on, man, I know he's the son

of the late, great Gabriel Reyes,

but nine months ago, he was an APD patrolman

working domestics and DUIs.

Now, Campbell, Reyes did more than work on DUIs.

You know, he solved kidnappings.

Hell, he even helped bag a serial killer.

I'm not saying he don't got talent.

Put him on credit card theft or check fraud.

Let him get some Ranger reps in.

But something's got these boys' tails on fire.

Alright, you don't do three jobs in a month

unless you need a lot of cash in a bad way.

Now, their big score just burned up.

-What's that tell you? -They're gonna do it again.

Alright, well, there's one thing we agree on.

If you wanna catch these guys,

let me take over the investigation.

Sir, please do not take this case away from me.

This is not your case, it's mine.

And I'm in the results business.

Ranger Campbell, whatever you got on your plate, clear it off

'cause you got on this case full-time.

You both are.

Mm-hmm.

I want you each to work this

whichever way you see fit.

-(sighs deeply) -Then we'll just, uh,

we'll see who comes out on top.

("Breathe and Stop" by Q-Tip playing)

-♪ Breathe and stop for real -PAUL: Jab. Jab.

♪ And give it what you got

♪ And just, uhh

-♪ Breathe and stop for real -And cross.

♪ And give it what you got

Damn, girl. Bringin' the heat.

There she is, the lady with the magic hands.

Yeah, man. You should see this nasty hook Marj is throwing today.

-(Marjan grunts) -PAUL: Woo!

Actually, I was talking about

how she found that bullet hole

on that armored car.

Kinda cool how you used your hands to guide you

like that blind dude in Don't Breathe.

Thanks.

But we were all working together, right?

No "I" in team.

Yeah, for sure. I'm just saying it was a baller move,

especially given the circumstance.

What, that there were victims trapped inside?

Yes.

And the lieutenant's badge on the line.

I mean, Cap's ready to give that out any second.

It's a clutch time to pull a rabbit out of a hat.

Well, I mean, if we're being technical, it was my idea.

What are you talking about? It was Cap's idea.

"Look for a crack in the armor." That's what he said, right?

(scoffs) Yeah, but I'm the one who said, "Look for a bullet hole."

And I'm the one who found it.

Okay, so, suddenly there's an "I" in team, huh?

Since when do you dive bomb for credit?

Oh, that's rich coming from #FireFox.

(grunting)

-Hey. Alright, alright. -Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Maybe you guys should find a new workout.

(Marjan sighs)

♪ And just uhh, breathe and stop ♪

-Hey. Uh, question. -Hey.

Are you making any headway on that lieutenant decision?

Nope.

But I got a couple more days before the deadline.

You might not wanna wait that long.

I think the pressure's getting to them.

Pressure? Paul and Marjan? They eat pressure for breakfast.

If this goes on much longer, they might just eat each other.

Thank you for the heads-up, but I think you're exaggerating.

Huh.

Kids like to use this spot for mudding.

Neighbor called in a drunk driver passed out

behind the wheel doing donuts.

I don't think he's drunk, though.

How can you tell?

The exhaust pipe, full of mud.

This is carbon monoxide poisoning.

OWEN: We gotta get him out of there right away.

-MATEO: But how? -Let's bring in the rig,

put it right in front of him, stop him in his tracks.

Got it, Cap.

Don't bother.

(energetic fiddle music playing)

Look at her go.

I was replacing the grease-trap cover

when I slipped and lost my hand.

-It's a prosthetic. -OWEN: Oh!

Sank right to the bottom.

But the worst part is my wedding ring was on it.

We'll get it for you.

You want me to grab a pike pole and fish it out?

No need.

Ugh!

OWEN: Good job, 126.

Cap the hydrant and clear the lines.

-I'll get the fire hydrant. -I'll clear the lines, Cap.

Oh, no. Cap, I can do that for you.

-Oh, no, I insist. -PAUL: No, I've got it, Marj.

MARJAN: I insist.

Who does she think she is, Lara Croft?

Nah, man, she's FireFox.

(energetic music continues)

♪♪♪

Yeah, he's breathing, Cap.

I think the fresh air is helping.

Bravo, Marwani.

(Marjan chuckles)

Showboat.

Voilà!

SERVER: Thank you.

-Wait, but... -Your ring.

-Dude, what are you doing? -I'm helping clear the line.

-Are you though? -Are you?

Yo. Guys, what's going on?

(both gasp)

You opened the wrong gate, didn't you?

-She did it. -He did it.

(music ends)

(knocking on door)

-JUDD: Hey. -Hey.

What are you doin' here?

Well, I was just on my way into work.

Thought I'd stop by and say hi to my baby sister.

-Oh, yeah. -What's up, Char Char? Hi.

Wy-Wy! I'm playing train.

Oh, nice.

I need to go poo-poo.

-Okay. -(Judd laughs)

Gotta love a girl who speaks her mind.

Boy, she don't lack for confidence, that's for sure.

-Yeah. -You want a cup of coffee?

Sure. Yeah.

So, what, you thought you'd just, uh, roll through

and see how your old man was faring without you?

No. No, seriously, I just wanted to say hi.

Did I interrupt you doing your taxes or something?

What?

Uh, you got your readers on?

I was just dusting off the old resume.

Really? Yeah? What inspired that?

Uh...

Last night...

after I put Charlie down,

it was the quietest this house has ever been in the nine years

that we've been living here,

and I just had one thought that was just...

kinda spinnin' in my head.

Yeah? What was that?

Well, you should know 'cause you asked it.

-What's next. -What's next?

It-it-it threw me for a damn loop.

And, you know, most of the time, if I get lost

or if I go adrift...

I turn to Gracie and...

she helps get me back on solid ground, but...

you know, Grace ain't here right now.

I remember her face the day that, uh,

the people from the Mercy Ship came to our church

and they were pinning up

these pictures of these little kids

from the orphanage, and it was, you know...

and little kids that the whole world has forgot about.

But little kids, that once Grace saw 'em,

she couldn't forget about 'em.

She knew it was inconvenient.

She knew that it was... terrible timing.

But she felt the touch of God.

And, uh...

I can still see her face that day.

Her eyes were...

you know, shining with tears...

and not just tears, man, like,

this, this, like, fire too, you know?

And I never loved her more than I did in that moment.

(exhales deeply)

-Wow. -JUDD: That's what I want for me now.

That kinda purpose.

-Hence the resume. -(Judd chuckles)

Hence the resume.

Look, uh, I think that's great.

Honestly, but I doubt Judd Ryder

needs a resume to get a job as a firefighter.

Maybe not, but this ain't for firefighting.

Yeah? What's it for, then?

It's for trucking.

Trucking?

Yeah. Why not?

I already got the license

from driving the rig, you know?

I can do short-haul stuff.

I can be back in time for dinner with my baby girl.

Dad, you and I both know you were put on this earth

for one purpose, that's to be a firefighter.

-I retired. -So... unretire.

JUDD: No, it's not that simple.

I already started collecting my pension.

Without special dispensation from the chief,

I have to go back and start all over again as a probie.

Well, it's a good thing your best friend has an in with the chief then.

I'm not gonna take advantage of my friendship with Owen.

That's, that's a matter of principle.

Yeah, a matter of principle or pride?

Dad, for six months

we did PT in that corner,

and, and every minute of that sucked.

I recall.

WYATT HARRIS: I felt so sorry for myself.

Because, you know, the biggest dream of my life...

your dream to be a firefighter,

that was taken from me.

Every time I felt like waving that white flag,

what did you say? You said, quit whining...

Keep grinding.

You and Grace...

you guys pushed me even when it felt hopeless.

I may never be a firefighter

but thanks to you guys,

I mean, I have a job more meaningful

than I could have ever imagined.

I just, I want the same for you.

You really did just come here to check on me, didn't you?

(chuckles)

Oh, you know, you're my dad.

I appreciate you.

I...

More than you'll ever know.

But, if Owen wanted me back,

he would ask me.

Okay? The 126 has moved on.

And, uh...

Huh. Now I gotta do the same.

(Norteño music playing)

TK: Babe, I don't know when we're gonna do this couples' hang.

So Marjan and Joe can do Saturday

but, of course, Mateo and Nancy are going camping.

Of course.

Paul and Asha can do Sunday,

but not Joe and Marjan, and everyone can do Friday.

Okay, so let's do that.

No, we-- we can't do that.

That's your nephew's birthday, silly.

Oh, right, so...

Where exactly are you right now, husband?

It's--

I'm sorry. It's this armored car case.

This ranger at the office, Ranger Campbell,

he called me out in a briefing.

Got the chief to okay a parallel investigation.

Now I'm in a footrace with the guy.

-Campbell? Like the soup? -Yeah.

First of all, that's a really stupid name,

and second of all, he sounds like a complete idiot.

CARLOS: Except he's not.

He may come from a different angle than I do,

but it, it-- it doesn't make him wrong.

Okay.

Well, maybe he's not an idiot.

I mean, do you have any leads?

No. (scoffs)

I only have 30 minutes with you today.

I'm not wasting it talking about a case.

Babe. Stop.

Come on.

I do have a theory.

The thieves are targeting trucks two or three stops

after they make a pickup from a big cash event,

but before they make it back to the bank.

-When cars are packed to the brim? -Exactly.

So they hit this one on Alvarado

two stops after it made a $300,000 pickup

from a flea market.

They got this one after it picked up 150K from a bingo parlor,

and the last one stopped at a horse track before it was attacked.

I mean, it had over 900 grand inside.

Okay, well, sounds like you figured out their MO, right?

Now you just have to find out

when the next big cash event is and go from there?

But that's the problem. It's Austin.

It's full of big cash events.

Every day there are concerts or gun shows.

I mean, the, the pool's still too big.

Maybe my gut's just wrong.

Alright, maybe it is.

(scoffs)

-Thanks. -But what about your dad?

Was his gut ever wrong?

-Not once in recorded history. -TK: Exactly.

And he believed in you, Carlos.

DISPATCH (on radio): TXDOT, respond to the 500th block of South Lamar.

Signals out all the way to De Zavala.

I'm sorry, baby, uh, I have to go.

Why? They said a few traffic lights were out,

not that they needed medical for an accident.

Yeah, but now South Lamar's gonna be a parking lot

and I'm gonna have to take side streets

all the way back to the firehouse.

Wait.

That's it.

-(sighs) -That's it.

TK, you're a genius.

What did I do?

I have to go. I love you, okay?

I love you.

(indistinct chatter)

(telephone ringing)

Hello, officer...?

Ranger Carlos Reyes.

I'm looking for the shift supervisor.

That would be me.

Sara Ortiz.

There something I can help you with?

I'm hoping you can help me catch a killer.

Each of the armored car attacks happened in a remote area

within two blocks of a road closure.

A broken water main, a downed power line.

Do you think these guys created the problems to divert the cars

-off their normal routes? -CARLOS: I do.

And I think they call it in themselves

to make sure that the city responded.

I wanna check if there were any 9-1-1 calls May 2nd

for a broken water main on Alvarado.

SARA ORTIZ: I'll check the CAD.

No, nothing.

How about a downed power line on Piper Street on the 11th?

(keyboard keys clacking)

No, I don't see anything like that.

WYATT: Maybe you're trying the wrong number.

9-1-1 is the only one we answer.

Yeah, but maybe it didn't come to us.

So all those sound like non-emergency city service issues.

The number for that is 3-1-1.

SARA: This is Wyatt, my newest dispatcher.

He just got his stripes last month.

Congratulations. Carlos Reyes.

I've heard a lot about you, actually.

I'm a friend of your dad's and Grace.

WYATT: Yeah, I've heard a lot about you too.

You're, you're TK's husband, right?

Yeah.

He was one of the paramedics who saved my life.

Wyatt, why don't you pull up

3-1-1's database on your station?

Yeah. What was the date of the first one?

Uh, broken water main, May 2nd on Alvarado Street.

Yeah. Here it is.

OPERATOR 1 (on monitor): 3-1-1. What's your city service issue?

CALLER (in Southern accent): Hiya, friend.

I'm callin' to report a busted pipe

sprayin' like a damn geyser.

Alvarado's totally flooded.

Check on a downed power line on the 11th.

-Yep, yep. -(keyboard keys clacking)

OPERATOR 2 (on monitor): 3-1-1. What can I do for you?

CALLER (in Southern accent): Hiya, friend. I'm callin' to report

a downed power line on Piper.

It's sparkin' like a son of a bitch.

-"Hiya, friend." -It's the same caller.

See if any calls came in yesterday on Drew Valley Road.

(keyboard keys clacking)

-OPERATOR 3 (on monitor): 3-1-1. -CALLER (in Southern accent): Hiya, friend.

I'm callin' to report a gas leak on Drew Valley.

It stinks like rotten eggs out here.

Same caller every time.

He creates a diversion utilizing city services

and funnels the armored car to an ambush point.

And I assume you ran the numbers

he used to make the calls.

They're all burner phones.

I've been trying to find out where they were purchased,

maybe there's a surveillance video somewhere.

-You're wasting your time. -Sorry, am I boring you?

Oh, far from it, boy wonder.

That caller's drawl.

Flat As, rounded Os, dropped Gs.

It's an Inland accent.

Predominant in Odessa, Midland, Pecos.

When I cross-reference those hometowns

with all the special ops vets in our database,

take out the ones without a criminal record

or currently live in the Austin metroplex...

the pool shrinks from 386 names to six.

Dollars to donuts at least a few of them boys are our suspects.

You should put a BOLO out on 'em.

Start rounding 'em up, Chief.

Well, uh, this is Texas,

and we just don't go around arresting folks

for a history of honorable service to our country.

Chief, Campbell's right.

These guys are gonna strike again soon

the longer they're on the streets--

The more likely they're gonna harm somebody else.

Not if we catch 'em with their hand in the cookie jar.

♪♪♪

(knocking on door)

Yo.

What's up, Owen? Come on in.

-I'm not interrupting? -No, no.

I just, uh, I was clearing out some of Wyatt's stuff.

I got Charlie at daycare, so...

You want a drink?

I would not say no to a beer.

I got you.

So how does Wyatt like his new house?

JUDD: Oh, man.

He-He was beside himself. He loved it.

I wish Grace had been there to see it.

Where in the world is your lovely wife these days?

Last we spoke, her Mercy Ship

was on its way to the Solomon Islands.

That's amazing.

Yeah, it really is.

(sighs) Well, thanks for taking the time.

Look, time is the one commodity

that I got plenty of these days.

Well, um, I hope this isn't too forward,

but I wanted to talk to you about your old job.

Well, I'm all ears.

It's no secret you were the best lieutenant I ever had.

And over the last year, I know it more than ever.

Thank you, Owen. I mean, it-- that means the world to me.

The truth is, you left a set of boots that Bigfoot couldn't fill.

And that's why I'm here.

Okay, so why don't you tell me more

about, you know, the perfect person

to fill my size 13-wide boots?

Yeah. Not person, people.

You s-- It's people?

OWEN: Yeah, it's Marjan and Paul.

They've both formally submitted their names for the position.

They're taking their written lieutenant test today.

You want me to help you choose my replacement?

Is this awkward?

-This is awkward, isn't it? -No, no, no.

It's just that you're the person whose judgment

I, I, I trust the most, you know?

And...

you know, this last year,

with Robert and Gabriel dying,

I've been in kind of a mental funk,

I think you call it.

Yeah, I get you, man.

I'm always gonna be here for you, Owen, so...

Yeah, where's your head at?

Well, you know 'em better than anyone.

You know their strengths, you know their weaknesses.

Their strengths, yeah, I mean...

You'd be hard-pressed to conjure any weaknesses.

So you don't see any daylight between 'em either.

The good news is you can't go wrong either way.

Well, I'm not sure about that.

You know this competition...

has really come between their friendship,

and I'm worried that, you know,

there's gonna be some bitterness between 'em.

Between them or, or towards you?

You think this is all about me?

You've lost a lot of people that are close to you,

family, friends, and...

uh, I don't know,

it-it-it-it could be the real reason that you're so stuck on this

is you don't wanna lose nobody else.

And you're saying whoever gets passed over

might not wanna work for the guy who...

passed 'em over?

Bingo.

It's goin' up like a geyser.

Do it.

(dramatic music playing)

Game time.

(indistinct shouting)

They're here.

Get in position.

(dramatic music continues)

MASKED THIEF 1: Alright, let's do this!

(rapid gunfire)

Pull over! Pull over! Pull over!

(gunfire continues)

They're headed your way.

(rapid gunfire)

(tires screeching)

Out of the truck! Now!

Open the damn doors!

The hell are they waitin' for?

MASKED THIEF 2: I guess we'll never know.

(sirens wailing and chirping)

CHIEF BRIDGES (on bullhorn): Drop your weapons now and get on your knees!

OFFICER 1: We're good!

(police radio chatter)

OFFICER 2: Go, go!

OFFICER 3: Go, go, go.

(officers shouting indistinctly)

Oh, don't look so confused, boys.

Ain't you ever heard of an old-fashioned Texas bait car?

My, my. How far we have fallen from grace.

Staff Sergeant Andrew Foster.

How the hell do you know that?

You should really change up your MO.

♪♪♪

Thanks to the tireless work of the Texas Rangers,

four killers will be eating their supper

behind bars tonight.

The old man sure can lay it on thick sometimes,

if you ask me.

(inhales and exhales deeply)

You know, I, uh,

I'd like to take my crow neat and as fast as possible.

Okay.

I admit, I thought you was one of them nepo babies.

I didn't think it was fair you got to jump the line just 'cause of--

Who my father was.

Yeah.

But if you hadn't figured out that them thugs

was using 3-1-1 calls,

they'd have killed somebody else.

Well, then I guess I should take a shot of crow myself.

This whole time, I thought I was in a footrace with you.

But if I had looked at you more like a partner,

maybe we would have broken this sooner.

Well, let that be a lesson to you, partner.

You know, I, uh...

sat across a desk from your daddy for seven years.

Just as close as you and I are now.

That much time, this little distance...

you gather the full measure of a man.

-And what did you gather? -(Campbell scoffs)

That he was relentless and brilliant.

But most of all...

an insufferable pain in the ass.

(both chuckle)

Must run in the family.

Alright. (sighs)

Good night...

Ranger Reyes.

Good night, Ranger Campbell.

(phone ringing)

Hey, baby.

Hey, what you doing?

Oh, nothing. Just feeding Lou Two.

Are you heading out?

Actually, uh, I'm-- I think I'm gonna stick here

a little while longer.

Oh, but, uh...

I thought you solved the case.

I-I just saw it on the news.

-Not for that case. -TK (on phone): Oh.

For "the" case.

CARLOS (on phone): Yep.

TK: Will you just promise me one thing?

What's that?

That you won't eat your dinner

out of a vending machine again tonight?

(slight chuckle) I won't.

Uh, don't wait up for me, okay?

I'll leave a light on for you.

Good night, TK.

TK: Good night, Carlos.

(gentle music playing)

(sighs)

(suspenseful music playing)

WYATT: Uh, is your vehicle stalled?

-CALLER: No. (groans) -Then, sir, you need

to get your vehicle off the tracks right now.

CALLER: I'm not on the tracks.

Okay, then why are you calling?

CALLER (strained): 'Cause neither is the train.

(dramatic music playing)

(music intensifies)

♪♪♪

(fanfare playing)