All language subtitles for 9-1-1.Nashville.S01E17.WEB (SDH)

I've always been a survivor.

You made sure of that.

[♪ country music plays]

But I'd be lying if I said
these last few months
haven't taken their toll.

[sniffles]

[sighs] My boy moved out.

The love of my life
won't even look at me.

Thanks to that
conniving wife of his,

but she won't even let me
come around no more.

In all my years on this earth,
I ain't never been so lonesome.

-You poor sad thing. [sighs]
-[sniffles]

-Ow!
-The hell you mean?

Coming into my damn
nursing home and boohooing...

[imitates crying]
..."how lonesome you are."

I'm sorry, Meemaw,
but you're the only one
I can talk to about this.

This weak-ass woman
in front of me,
not the grandchild I raised.

The Dixie I know fights
for what she wants.

What she's owed.

[swallows]

You know that Blythe,
she didn't just steal your man,
she stole your whole life.

Yeah, I know that,
but... [sighs]
...she's got too much power.

[sighs] Don in her pocket.
Money, influence.

I mean, all of Nashville
high society on her side.

-All those things
can be taken away.
-How?

By you exerting
just a little bit
of your own power.

[stammers]
And what power do I have
that even compares to hers?

You got something
she can't buy.

A voice.

Start using it to get
what's yours and burn
that bitch down to the ground.

-Yes, ma'am.
-[Meemaw] Mm-hmm.

[Blue] ♪ I wash my body
I'm all sudsy ♪

♪ And my hair is
Fresh and clean ♪

Hey, babe,
you almost done in there?

I wanna take a shower
before I head to work.

-I just started
my second wash.
-Okay, cool.

But I've gotta deep-condition,
so it shouldn't be
more than 20 minutes.

Twenty minutes?

But I know something else
we can do in 20 minutes

-if you want to jump in
and join me?
-I'm good.

I'll just shower at work.

You sure?

I'm sure.

[Blue] ♪ I wash my body
I'm all sudsy ♪

[Roxie] Girl.

So, your man is
standing there, glistening
before you, and you say no?

Mm-hmm.

[♪ Blue humming]

Please, God, make it stop.

Ooh, you need to be careful.

That's how it starts.

How what starts?

The ick.

[stammers]

No, I mean, look at him.

[♪ whistling]

How could you possibly get
the ick?

I'm not talking about looks.

He moved in unexpectedly,
and that can be
a lot to take in all at once.

[sighs]

It's just until he finds
a place of his own.

Well, you need to tell him
to hurry it up

because there is no coming back
from the ick.

[♪ whistling]

[Taylor groans]

[♪ "Urban Cool" playing]

You've barely had
any of the cake.

So that's it, huh?

Dinner's over?

[stammers] Well, there's cake?

It's our fifth anniversary,
Tanner.

Did you want the cobbler?

You know what I wanted.

Now we're gonna
lose the deposit
at Dolly's new hotel.

[scoffs] Hold up,
what-what deposit?

For the wedding.

-But I haven't even proposed.
[chuckles]
-Oh, I am well aware.

Look, I don't know
how much longer I can stay

in this relationship
if it isn't going anywhere.

-I need a ring or I need out.
-[chuckles]

[swallows]

-Ilana, are you okay?
-[choking]

Oh, my God. Are you choking?

Mm-hmm.

-I-I put the engagement ring
in the cake.
-[breathes heavily]

[grunts] I got you.
Spit it out, babe.

-[retches]
-[people gasping]

[Ilana coughing, retching]

-[Tanner] Did I get it?
-[Ilana coughing]

Oh, my God. Somebody call 911!

[beeping]

[dispatcher 1]
911, what's your emergency?

[caller 1] A woman's choking.
She's coughing up blood!

[siren wailing]

Guys, make some space.
All right,
make some space, guys.

Give her some room
to breathe, please. Back up.

-Back up.
-Come on, baby, stay with me.

-I'm so sorry.
-[Roxie] Sir, I need you
to step aside

-so we can help her.
-You gotta save her.

It's all my fault.
I hid a ring in the cake.

-Why would you do that?
-I was proposing.

It was supposed to be romantic.
I-I wanted to surprise her.

Seems like you did.

Don't worry, we'll take it
from here. Guys, let's
get her on the ground.

-[Ryan] Yeah.
-[Blue] I got her.

I-I tried to give her
the Heimlich, but she just
kept coughing up blood.

-What's her name?
-Ilana.

-Hey, Ilana.
-[Ilana choking]

[Tanner] Baby, I'm so sorry.
I love you so much.

Sir, I'm gonna have you
step back, all right?

My team needs to work.

Blue, let's do something
about the lookie-loos.

-[Ilana choking]
-Y'all, come on,
give her some privacy.

Hey, Ilana, I'm Roxie.

-How's your breathing?
-It hurts.

O2's 80%.

Yeah, it looks like
you're getting some air,
but not enough.

I'm gonna take a look
down your throat, okay?

-[Ilana choking]
-Tay, the scope.

[machine beeping]

[Ilana choking]

[Roxie] Yeah,
it's really in there.

Diamond must be embedded
in the tissue,
which is starting to swell.

I think that's why
she was coughing up blood.

Hey, Tanner, what size rock
are we talking here?

She picked it out
a few years ago.
It's four carats, gold band.

-So big.
-[coughs]

O2's dropping.

-Yeah, her airway's
totally blocked.
-Can't you just yank it out?

-No, that would cause
a hemorrhage.
-[machine beeps]

We're losing her, Rox.

[breathing heavily]

Yeah, this needs to come out
right now.

But how are you gonna do it
without cutting up her throat?

-We don't.
-CricKit?

CricKit?

Okay. Hey, hey.

This next part you're not gonna
want to look at, all right?

-[machine beeping]
-[Ilana choking]

Scalpel.

Making the incision.

Forceps.

Almost got it.

Okay.

There it is.

Hang on, almost there, Ilana.

[people chattering]

[patron] Jesus Christ!

[Taylor] Ready to bag.

-Let's start bagging her.
-[Taylor] Mm-hmm.

[Roxie] Come on.
Come on, honey, wake up.

-[steady beep]
-[inhales]

Okay, she's stabilizing.

Thank God.

Hey, good to
see you again, Ilana.

You have a tube in your throat,
so you can't talk,
but you're gonna be okay.

Let's travel her.

Baby, there's something
I'd like to ask you
if you're up for it.

Can I?

I mean, it's a little
worse for wear, but...

Ilana Wilmers,
will you marry me?

[typing]

-"Yes." [chuckles]
She said yes!
-Yay!

[people cheering]

[Ryan] Oh, congrats, man.

[Ilana typing]

"But this isn't
the princess cut
we talked about."

Oh.

Maybe we can trade it in.

[♪ uplifting music plays]

All right, good job, 113.
Let's load her up.

Tay, remind me
to never get married.

[Taylor chuckling]

In nothing be anxious,

but in everything
by prayer and supplication.

Let your requests
be made known unto God.

Yes, no.

"And sup--" Wait, no, sorry,
excuse me, "In supplication
with thanksgiving,

let your requests
be made known unto God.

And--" You're doing...

-You're distracting me.
-That was good enough.

-Stop--
-Come on, give it
a break already.

No, uh, this...
Donnie, this is serious.

I mean, Mrs. Dawkins is...
[stuttering] ...thinking about
giving $30 million

to the new pediatric wing
at the hospital.

And she's not gonna
give it to you if you can't
remember Philippians 4?

Well, she invited me
to her Bible study.

These ladies have
very deep pockets,

-which they would consider
dipping into.
-Mm-hmm.

But they want, you know,
their money to be taken care of
by a good Christian woman.

Well, you are
a good Christian woman.

You are a sexy Christian woman.

[Blythe moans]

[phone ringing]

Okay, hold on.
Uh, oh, It's Cammie.

[phone buzzes, rings]

It's Cammie.

-[Blythe chuckling]
-[phone clatters]

-[phone ringing]
-Oh, my God.

Okay, wait, hold on.

[Don sighs]

[Blythe] Hey. What's up?

Blythe. [sighs]
You sound out of breath.
Have you been working out?

No. What's going on?

Listen, have you been
on social media tonight?

No, not tonight. Not tonight.

Well, there's a song out.

It's going viral.

Everybody in town
is reposting it.

Okay, so what does
that have to do with me?

It's by Dixie.

I really think
you should hear it.
I'm gonna send it to you.

Uh, okay.

-What'd she say?
-[smacks lips]
It's something about Dixie.

♪ Hey, Lady B listen to me ♪

[Blythe] Lady B?

♪ Spilling your secrets is
Just too easy ♪

♪ I played nice, you played ice
'Cause hubby and me
Went all night ♪

-Is that me?
-Are you kidding me?

She's talking about us?

♪ You cheater, Ivy Leaguer
You shouldn't have
That degree there ♪

[scoffs]

♪ That scandal, unraveled
Lucky daddy had it handled ♪

How she know all this?

What scandal is she
talking about?

♪ DUIs and cat fights ♪

♪ Who knew good girls
Like doing lines ♪

Is all this true?

♪ Nashville get ready
I'm holding steady ♪

♪ We've only just begun
Only begun ♪

If y'all like that song,
make sure you hit
the subscribe button

'cause I'll be back
in the studio soon
on the next track

with even more juicy secrets.

And even better,
I'll unmask the evil bitch

who's hiding behind
that little question mark.

She's gonna name and shame me?

That's right. I'm not stopping
till I'm done, done.

-See you soon.
-Did you hear that?

-"Done done"?
-DonDon.

She's talking to me.

[stammers]
Okay, hold on. She just...

She posted this two hours ago,
and it's already got
over a million likes.

Looks like Dixie finally
got her first big hit. [sighs]

[scoffs] Yeah.

-Where are you going?
-To shut the bitch up.

-[sighs] Blythe.
-You heard her.

She said she has more skeletons
to drag out.

This isn't just a diss track,
it's blackmail.

I mean, do you even realize
what could happen

if she tells millions of people
all those things about us?

Well, it would be
character assassination,
that's for sure.

Oh, It would be
a whole lot more than that.

There would be
a ton of collateral damage.

The fundraiser
for the pediatric ward?

[stammers] It could fall apart!

And then lots of sick kids
won't get treatment.

Not to mention
any event that I ever do

from now on when-when
a donor googles my name.

We-We built this foundation
from the ground up,

and I won't let Dixie
tear it down!

She's not going to tear
anything down, not-not now.

Y-You said the same thing.

She-She's talking to me
at the end of the video.

-So?
-So she's got an angle.

She-She will make a demand
before she drops
that next track.

We need to find out
who her source is and see
how bad this thing could get.

And, frankly, I'd like to
know too. Is... [chuckles]

Is there anything else
you're not telling me?

-About what?
-I don't know. I just...
[stammers]

I'd like to know
my-my wife's secrets
before the whole world does.

You do.

All the ones that matter.

Listen, I'm gonna call our PI
and have him start
digging into the source.

Well, you better tell him
to hurry up because this is
about to get ugly.

[chuckling]
We are way past ugly.

This is war.

♪ Nashville get ready ♪

Okay, don't hate me
for saying this,

-but it's kind of a bop.
-[Ryan] Hmm.

No wonder it already has
12 million views.

Nothing tops the charts faster
than a diss track.

Think Drake, Kendrick.

-Cardi B and Nicki.
-[song stops]

Tupac and Biggie.

So what are you guys gonna do
to make sure this doesn't end

with blood in the streets?

Mm-hmm, yeah,
cause y'all's mamas don't play.

I'm gonna talk to her
after work.

I am staying
the hell out of it.

Right there.

Uh, Doc? You've got a visitor.

Elena, what are you doing here?

Well, you know,
I was in the neighborhood
getting some makeup samples.

Thought I'd stop in.

Unless you have to go
rescue someone with a mask
stuck to their face.

[chuckles] Lately
it's been like more
cake-based emergencies, so...

Oh, I know.

That woman who swallowed
her own engagement ring
is all over my socials.

I feel like my algorithm knows
I'm into firefighters now.

Hmm. Funny how mine keeps
pushing makeup videos.

Yeah, that's actually why
I'm here.

You know, I couldn't
stop thinking about
that girl having this huge scar

on her neck at her wedding.

Yeah.

You know, I was really inspired
watching you help her,

and it gave me an idea

that I want to make
a tutorial for my followers
on how to cover up scars.

Aw, I think that's beautiful.

I'm glad,
because I want to partner
with a medical professional,

you know, so I don't give
the wrong advice. [chuckling]

[Roxie] Smart.

And I want someone who is
charismatic, photogenic...

And I know just the person.

-I thought you would.
-Yeah, her name is
Samantha Hart.

She's an ER surgeon.

She's a big fan of yours,
actually.

She's our lieutenant's wife.

Oh, I remember, yeah.

I signed
a-a makeup kit for her.

Yeah, she's great.
I'll text you her information
right now.

-[Roxie typing]
-I appreciate that, Roxie.

Well, it was good
to see you again. [sighs]

Yeah, it was good to see you.

Oh, uh, let me know
if you ever wanna settle
that hot chicken debate.

Mama's or Fiery Frank's.

There's no debate.
Fiery Frank's is
the hottest in town.

Period.

-Agree to disagree.
-[Roxie chuckles]

Well, I'll let you
get back to work.

-Bye, everyone.
-[all] Bye.

[Ryan] Bye.

[Taylor] Mmm, mm-mmm.

What?

Rox, we really thought
we were gonna have to get
the CO2 out for you,

but you seemed to kill
the sparks all on your own.

[Blue] Brutal.

Girl came all the way out here
to ask you out,
and you shut her down?

Y-You're imagining things.

Why are you being
so resistant to this?

I mean, y'all vibe for real,

and you've been texting
with her for weeks.

Elena could really be
somebody special.

Okay, the last thing I need
in my life right now is
somebody special.

[sighs]

When was the last time
you had somebody special?

Back in New York.

She was smart, funny,
and I really
don't want to get into it.

It's not like Elena's
asking you to get married.

Yeah, it's just chicken.

So like, don't be one.

[scoffs] You guys are bullies.

But you love us, though.

[Roxie] Fine, I'll call her.

-Happy?
-[Taylor] Yes!

[♪ upbeat music plays]

You sure about this, Jesse?

The plan is foolproof, Beau.

That's the exact same thing
you said about
the dynamite fishing

when you blew up my boat.

All I did was cut
the forklift's brake line.

I mean, it's not like
anybody's gonna get hurt.

Except me!

-I'm gonna get hurt
when you run over my foot.
-Oh, quit crying.

Nothing takes
the sting out like
a sweet workers' comp claim.

What if we get caught?

You've been running your mouth
about this for weeks.

Uh, nobody's gonna squeal
on us. Folks here
look out for each other.

You can trust me.
I got this under control.

[engine revs]

[worker] Eugene, watch out!

Can't stop, Eugene!

-[Eugene screaming]
-[grunts]

Uh-oh.

[beeping]

[dispatcher 2]
911, what's your emergency?

[Beau] Eugene just got crushed
in a freak accident!

[sirens wailing]

-This way. He's over here.
-What happened?

We still aren't sure, but it
was definitely an accident.

Howard hit the brakes
on the forklift,
and it just didn't stop,

pinned Eugene
up against the wall.

Uh, Rox, check him out
for possible crush injuries.

Ry, Blue, see if you can
get that thing off him.

[Ryan] On it.

[Roxie] Right.
Here they come, sir.

LifePak.

Just hang in there, sir.
We're going to help you.

[Don] Who was driving
this thing?

[Howard] I was,
but it wouldn't stop.

He'll be all right.

I know y'all from somewhere?

Y'all came out
when we lost our boat.

Freak dynamite incident.

-Can you move your hands
for me, Eugene?
-[groaning]

Okay, that's good.
Just hang in there.

-It's hard to breathe.
-[Howard] I'm so sorry, Eugene.

I promise I hit the brakes.
I swear I hit the brakes.

It's okay. It's okay.

Just stay calm.
I'm putting you on a LifePak.

-How we doing, Rox?
-Good news is
he can still move his limbs.

It doesn't look like
the blades punctured him

or that he has crush injuries,
but he's struggling to breathe.

I don't think
his lungs can expand
with all this pressure.

-Let's get this thing
off of him.
-[Ryan] No can do, Cap.

Howard said they tried
to move it earlier
and it got stuck.

Yes sir, that's correct.
[breathes heavily]

Yeah, the blades are
probably stuck in the rebar
and the concrete.

Let's try and dig out around,
see if we can roll this back.

-[Blue] Yes, sir.
-[Ryan] Yeah.

[Eugene groaning]

Poor Eugene.
Part of me feels responsible.

[whispering]
You are responsible.

[Roxie] We've got to hurry.

-He's running out of air.
-[Eugene grunting, groaning]

[firefighters grunting]

[Blue] Blade is
as free as it's gonna get.

Let's give it a shot.

All right. Hold him steady.

Howard, let's roll it back.

Nice and easy.

Pull him back. Let's go.

-[engine revving]
-[tires squeal]

[grunting]

-Kill it! Kill it! Whoa, whoa!
-Crap.

-Engine died.
-Damn!

[machine beeping]

[Blue] Hey, Eugene.
Eugene, wake up!

Okay, O2 is at 81%
and dropping.

Patient's asphyxiating, Cap.

Tay, let's get him on O2.

-Yeah.
-All right, new plan.

Bring in the engine!

-[engine starts]
-[siren wails]

-[machine beeping]
-[Don] Hurry, hurry,
let's hustle.

Okay.

Line's secure.

-[machine beeping rapidly]
-Hit it.

[Don] It's working.
The blades are coming out!

Keep going. He's almost free!

-[Don] That's it, you're clear!
-[Roxie] Yep, no impalement.

Both blades missed him.
All right, let's get him
on the stretcher!

[machine beeping rapidly]

[Ryan] Yep, easy, easy.
Coming down.

There you go.

[Taylor] Okay.

[machine beeps]

Great, O2 is rising.

Here we go.

Oh, thank God.

-[steady beep]
-[exhales] What happened?

You lost consciousness there
for a second,
but you're gonna be okay.

Can you take this off of me?
I don't need it.

Do you think
I'll be able to work?

-Not for a while, buddy.
-[grunts]

All right, let's travel him.

All right, 113,
we're on the move.
Move that truck back.

Go get the chain.

Excuse me, there's
something we got to say.

-Okay, can it wait?
-No, ma'am,
I'm afraid it can't.

It's about the accident.
Those brake lines that failed--

Yeah, you've been complaining
about them for months.

The truth is,
I did more than just complain--

Yeah, and you tried
to warn us...

-[Taylor] Okay.
-...and management did nothing.

So now the company's
gonna have to pay.

Did you see that?

-[Beau] Yeah.
-He winked!

-I saw it.
-Son of a bitch
snaked our score!

I told you you talk too much!

I don't even wanna know.

By prayer and supplication
with thanksgiving,

let your request
be made known unto God.

Very nice, Blythe.

I believe that was
word perfect.

-Thank you, Mrs. Dawkins.
[chuckles]
-[all chuckling]

I-I-I wanted to get it right.

Well, please call me Vivian,
and you know

you don't actually have
to have the verses memorized.

Oh, I-I thought that that's
what y'all always did
in your Bible study.

That's what Vivian
lets folks believe,
to keep out the faint of heart.

But most of the time
we just gossip instead.

-[all chuckling]
-Oh, that's not true, Nina.

Well, fine, then I won't
tell you what I just heard.

Oh.

Uh, well. It's mostly true.

Either way, I'm just,
I'm so grateful for
your generous pledge

for the new pediatric wing
at the hospital.

It means so much
to the Raleigh Foundation.

Of course,
anything for the children.

So what was it?

-What did you hear?
-An earworm?

[Vivian] Oh. [chuckles]

[Nina] Listen to this.

♪ Hey, Lady B, listen to me ♪

My au pair told me about it.

Oh, okay, so apparently
some washed-up singer
wrote a hate track

about someone
in Nashville society.

And now everyone's trying
to figure out who it is.

Cheating, shoplifting, drugs,
whoever this is will have
some explaining to do.

[Vivian] Well, whoever this is,
is gonna have to move
to Timbuktu.

She's finished.

[all laughing]

Yeah.

[phone buzzing]

-Oh, excuse me, y'all.
-Oh, take it, dear.

Charlie, um, please tell me
that you found out

who's, uh, giving Dixie
all my secrets.

Right now, all I can tell you
is that someone close to you
is betraying you.

I mean, let's face it, Blythe,
not many people know

about your teen klepto days
or that incident at Yale.

I know, not even Donnie.

You know,
it's especially curious.

Since your father and I had
those records sealed years ago.

-Okay, so... Oh, okay...
[stammers]
-[people laughing]

So, um, what-what do
you suggest that I do next?

Uh, maybe you
can have your lawyer
put a gag order on her.

Well, I tried to, but they said
that I had to prove
it's a slander, which--

It's not.

Have you talked to her,
asked her what she wants
to make this go away?

No. Donnie and I haven't had
the stomach enough
to sit down with her yet.

Well, in my professional
opinion, it's time you did.

[sighs]

Diss track number two,
take five.

Sammy,
let's take it from the top.

And try bringing in the drums
on "legs open all day."

-[Sammy chuckles]
-[Dixie] Okay.

[Blue] Hey, Sammy.

-Oh. Hey, Blue.
-Hi, Mama.

Hey, baby. Um, one second.

-[Dixie] Hey.
-[door opens]

Uh, Sammy, let's take five.

-Maybe grab me a ginger tea.
-Oh, sure thing, boss.

[sighs] You know
what I call that?

Respect. [chuckles]

It's amazing how one viral hit
changes everything.

That's kind of why I came.

-I want you to stop this.
-[scoffs] I'm in
the middle of a session.

I'm begging you, please don't
drop another diss track.

-[clicks]
-[sighs]

And why not?

'Cause the last one really hurt
Dad and Blythe.

Yeah, well, the truth
usually does, doesn't it?

Just wait till they hear
the next one.

You keep going,
you'll destroy any chance
I have with this new family.

Don't you get it?

I am not the one
trying to destroy it.

-They are.
-That's not true.

God, their so-called "rules"
say we all can't so much as be

in the same room together.

I could defy them
and show up anyway.

Well, what does that mean?

Me and your father
in a screaming match
at your wedding?

And how about the birth
of your first child?

You are gonna have
to choose your father or me

every time and break
your Mama's heart or Don's.

Now, does that seem nice?

-I hadn't thought that far out.
-Yeah, well, I have.

And believe it or not, Son,
I am not trying

to destroy your chance
at a family.

I'm trying to save it.

How?

You do not need to worry
yourself with that right now.

You just need to let
your mama cook.

[♪ "My Satellite" playing]

[Elena exhales]

-Moment of truth, Elena.
-Moment of truth.

We have Fiery Frank's,
which you've so mistakenly
claimed is the hottest in town.

And Lily's Hot Chicken,
which is about to melt
your pretty little face off.

Yeah, right.

All right, let's do this.

Oh, hold on, we need a system
to keep each other honest.

A truth serum. Whoever needs it
to cool down, loses.

You brought your own milk?

-Is that psycho?
-Not, if you're serious
about spice.

-Wow.
-All right.

[smacks lips]
I hope you're ready
to touch up your makeup

because you're gonna
be crying spicy tears.

Enjoy Frank's.

I will.

[♪ "Coming In Hot" playing]

-Oh, my God!
-Watch this.

[Elena exhales, sniffles]

♪ Coming in hot ♪

No sweat.

[Elena] There it is.

-[Roxie] Mmm.
-[Elena grunting]

-That's crazy.
-A little bit of sweat.

You're hyperventilating.
[chuckles]

-Drink your milk, girl.
-[chuckles]

[Roxie] Wow. Mmm.

[Elena burping]

[stammers] It's torture.

I can't feel my lips.
[chuckles]

So I guess, uh... [exhales]
...I can't handle yours
and you can't handle mine.

[clears throat]
So what does that mean?
[sniffles] It's a tie?

I think it means
we've met our match.

Also, this may just be
the spice talking, but I feel
so connected to you right now.

-Yeah, chances are
it's the spice.
-What do you mean?

Capsaicin releases endorphins,
which are a bonding agent.

So you're saying
we have chemistry.

I'm saying we're feeling
what chemistry tells us to.

Boy, you're a real romantic.

[Elena slurps]

[Roxie] And it pretty much
went downhill from there.

-[chuckles]
-I don't know how
I got on a rant

about sweat glands
and pheromones, but she was
definitely leaning out.

Oh, Roxie, no.

And it's a bummer too,
because we were
really hitting it off.

[chuckling]
Until you sabotaged it.

Why would I blow something up
that was going so well?

Uh, I don't know.

Because it was going so well.

[sighs] Stupid.

Hey, that girl
you were telling us about
at the firehouse

from New York,
what was her name?

-Anjuli.
-Mmm.

Tell me about her.

[smacks lips] She was
a Broadway playwright
and she was brilliant.

[chuckles] Witty.

-I was crazy about her.
-Hmm.

-I was gonna marry her.
-[gasps] No way.

Yep.

I had the ring and everything.

What happened?

What happened is,
it turns out she was sleeping
with her stage manager.

Girl, I'm so sorry.

I'm used to it. [exhales]

-All relationships end
in a ball of fire.
-[mixer whirring]

Hey, Blue, we're trying
to have a conversation here.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Was that too loud?

-A little bit.
-My bad.

Y'all want some smoothie?
Ginger-carrot.

I'm good. Thanks, Blue.

[sighs]

And it still hurts
to talk about her.

-I'm just not--
-[mixer whirring]

Babe!

Sorry, just cleaning it.

You haven't talked to him
about moving out, have you?

I'm getting to it.

[smacks lips, exhales]

[Cammie] 911,
what's your emergency?

[caller 2] I'm stuck.

Stuck where?

[caller 2] Uh, on the floor.
I kind of fell
and now I can't get up.

Okay, I'm gonna get you help.

-Tell me your name and address.
- Uh, Joe, Joe Kenton.

34 Old Port Lane.

Apartment 1... 1C. [panting]

Hi, Joe, I'm Cammie.
Help is on the way.

Do you have any preexisting
health conditions?

[Joe] You could say that.

-[♪ tense music plays]
-[sirens wailing]

Joe's in 1C.
He's a bit of a shut-in.

I hadn't seen him
since the day he moved in.

-Joe.
-[knocks on door]

Nashville FD.
We're here to help.

[Joe] In here.

I'm Roxie. You must be Joe.
How are you feeling?

Uh, I banged my shoulder
pretty good
on the coffee table,

but mostly embarrassed.

There's nothing
to be embarrassed about, sir.

Accidents happen.
Let's get him up.

-Ry, Blue, will you
give him a hand?
-[Ryan] Yeah.

[Ryan] Watch the glass, Blue.

Yeah, Reardon, we're gonna need
that bariatric transport--

[Joe groaning]

Bring the corner
of that couch over.

-[grunts] Watch the leg.
-[Joe groans]

-There you go.
-Doc.

[Joe panting, grunting]

-If Chloe could see me now.
-[machine beeping]

-Sir, you want us to call her?
-No, she's my ex. [pants]

I-I know what you're all
thinking, but I didn't
always look like this.

-No one's thinking that, Joe.
-Yeah, yeah, I would be.

-We're gonna
check you out, okay?
-Mm-hmm.

I moved in here
when Chloe broke up with me.

-Then I let myself go.
-Relationships are hard.

-Trust me, I get it.
-[Joe panting, sighs]

Are you experiencing any pain
after the fall?

-[panting] I guess
in my arm a little.
-[Roxie] Tay, check it.

Chloe said she didn't want to
stand by and watch me
sabotage the relationship.

I had commitment issues.

-Hey, Joe, can you lift
your arm for me?
-[Joe groans] Oh.

[Roxie] You must have
cut yourself in the fall.

What's that? Is that my blood?
But... [stammers]
...why is it white?

It looks like milk
or something. [pants]

-Tay, check his blood glucose.
-Oh, no.

[Joe panting, groaning]

-All right, just take
a deep breath, Joe.
-All right, quick pinch, Joe.

-Ready? One, two, three.
-[Joe] Mm-hmm.

[beeps, buzzes]

598.

Is that bad?

It means that
insulin deficiency is
causing fat to release

into the bloodstream.

That's what's making
the blood white.

It can lead to a heart attack
or a stroke.

Even my blood's fat. [crying]

-Hey.
-Good job, Joe.

-This is it.
My rock bottom. [crying]
-No, no, no, no.

Starting right now,
I'm gonna...

-[machine beeping rapidly]
-[Joe slurring]

-Joe.
-Ry.

Can you smile for me?

Lopsided smile.

Cap, I think
he's having a stroke.

-A stroke?
I gave myself a stroke?
-[beeps]

Good news is we're still
in the golden hour.

Cap, we need to get him
to the hospital right now.

All right, you heard her.
Let's hustle up.

[Joe panting]

What?

-All right. One, two, lift.
-[firefighters grunting]

[Don] All right,
now put him down nice and easy.

All right, let's go! Let's go!

[grunts] Yep. Okay, here we go.

[groaning]

-Okay, okay.
Back, back, back, back.
-[Joe groaning]

Try. Give that a go.

-[groaning]
-[Ryan] All right.
Stop, stop, stop.

Back, back.

Okay, uh, Cap, we're not
getting through this door.

Then we make it bigger.

[chainsaw whirring]

[Ryan] Let's go. Let's go.

-How are we feeling, Joe?
-Not so good.

-Tay, administer the tPA.
-[Taylor] Yeah.

[Don] We gotta hustle, boys.
Just a little more
should do it.

Okay, Joe.

This medication is gonna
break up the clot that's
causing you to have a stroke.

It's hopefully gonna buy us
a few more minutes
to get you to the hospital.

[door clattering]

There we go! Let's move it!

Got it?

Nice.

[Roxie] Just hang on, Joe.

So bright.

Haven't been outside in years.

I'm sorry about that.

No, it feels good.

Joe, your smile's
looking better.

You sound better too.

What does that mean?

It means the medicine
is working

and we're gonna get you
to the hospital
inside of the golden hour.

Am I gonna be okay?

Yeah, I really hope so.

[Don sighs]

-[sighs] Dix,
thanks for coming.
-Yeah, of course.

You know, usually when
you invite somebody
to your family table,

you offer them something
a little stronger than water.

Yeah, well,
we've all seen you drink
and we'd like you

-to remember this conversation.
-Blythe.

So, what shall we talk about?

-Your sorry excuse for a song.
-Oh, you didn't like that?

Well, it's
a good thing millions of
my new followers disagree.

And you should see some
of these comments. [chuckles]

"Tell us who
this bitch Lady B is.

We want names.

Give us the face." You know,
and so on. [chuckles]

We know there's something
you want from both of us.

[chuckles] Do you now?

You ended your last message
with "done, done."

Well, I knew you
would catch that, DonDon.

[Don] Mmm.

We've always had
a very special connection.

What's your price?

What's it gonna take
to make all this go away?

[sighs] A million bucks.

One million dollars?

One million was
what I was gonna say
until I hit 20 million views

on YouTube and now my label
thinks this next track
is gonna be even bigger.

-So now it's two million.
-[Blythe sighs]

So this is...
It's all about money, huh?

No, there is one other
form of payment that
I would be willing to accept.

-And what is that?
-End this banishment.

Let me back into the firehouse,
to family gatherings,
to the parties with our boys.

That's what this is about?

Look, I am not gonna lie, Don.

It hurts being alone.

[stammers]
I want us to be a family.

I mean,
a messed-up one at that,
but aren't they all anyway?

And that would end this?

Yeah. That would end this.

What do you think?

I'd rather pay
the two million dollars.

-[♪ tense music plays]
-[Dixie sighs]

Well, either way,
it is a bargain to spare you
from what's coming next.

-Wanna hear
what my next track is about?
-Not really.

It's about everything
she got up to, and on top of,

during the break in
her perfect marriage.

Each verse is about
a different guy.

How many verses
we talking about?

Oh, you'll get to hear it
soon enough.

Do you know?
My favorite is the last verse.

"Lady B likes
her first responder,

but Mr. Old Money has been
around much longer."

[Dixie chuckles]

Well, I can see you two
have a lot to discuss.
[clicks tongue]

[clears throat]
But I expect an answer
by Friday or the song drops.

Oh, and so does
the question mark.

Because my public
wants names and, you know,

you gotta give the public
what they want.

[♪ dramatic music plays]

-[door opens, closes]
-[Blythe sighs]

♪ I still hear you in my song
Don't know why ♪

♪ I open my mouth
You slide by ♪

[knocks on door]

Roxie.
Uh, what are you doing here?

I just wanna talk.

Um, come in.

[door closes]

Whoa, what happened?

Oh, uh, I'm making that video
that I told you about,

uh, showing people how
to cover up their scars.

Oh, yeah.

It's awesome.

God knows we all have them.

So, what do you
wanna talk about?

The other day, I know
the chicken date got weird.

It's nobody's fault.

Sometimes it's just
bad chemistry, right?

[chuckles]
I see what you did there.

-Mmm.
-[Roxie] I deserve that.

Um, look, I think we do
have chemistry, okay?

Like a lot of chemistry.

This past month
we've been texting and...

I haven't laughed
this much in a long time.

So then
why did you tank the date?

Because I was afraid. [exhales]

And I do what I do.

Sabotaged it.

So then why are you here now?

Today, we got this call where
somebody was making choices.

Choices that were
cutting him off from
special things in his life.

And I don't wanna do that.
[sighs]

What I'm trying to say is...

would you go on another date
with me, Elena?

-[smacks lips] Um...
-You're really
making me sweat here.

Okay, please don't talk about
your glands again. [chuckles]

Yes, I'll go on
another date with you.

But on one condition.

-Name it.
-I need a model for my video.

-[chuckles] Okay, deal.
-Okay.

♪ Been staying stuck
Been stealing luck ♪

-Oh, damn, we have a problem.
-What?

-You look way too sexy
with a scar.
-[chuckles]

-Shut up. [chuckles]
-[chuckles]

[Taylor sighs]
I'm so ready for bed.

I am bone-tired.

-What the hell is that?
-Growth helmet.

[stammers] But...
A-Are you losing your hair?

No, and I don't intend to.

So, why-why do you have it?

Because it's my secret weapon
to maximize thickness
and luster.

I guess now that
we're living together,

you're figuring out
all my dirty secrets.

[sighs] Listen, um, I'm not
so sure that's a good thing.

What do you mean?

I mean that you need to find
a new place.

-You're kicking me out? Why?
-[sighs]

Because I don't think that
seeing what's behind
the proverbial shower curtain

is the best thing
for our relationship yet.

You mean my hair care regimen.

That and the singing
and the blending

-and the whistling.
-Wow.

It's all kind of been
giving me the ick.

-Wait, are you
breaking up with me?
-No.

That's-That's what
I'm trying to avoid.

Because you can't come back
from the ick.

-Well, that's not true.
-[beeps]

-Give me your hand.
-For what?

Your hand.

-Feel the thickness?
-Mmm.

-So thick.
-Silky texture?

It's so silky.

You still feeling the ick?

No.

-You still want me to move out?
-God, yes. [chuckles]

Hey, do you mind making me
one of those?

[Don exhales]

Mr. Old Money. Patrick, right?

-You don't belong here.
-[grunts]

-Don.
-What?

I thought you didn't
wanna know what happened
while we were separated.

I didn't.

Did you really go back
and sleep with him?

Don, you see
what she's doing here, right?

[stutters] I mean,
she's using this whole thing
to come between us.

I mean this is... this is...
this is exactly what she wants.

You didn't answer my question.

Yes, I did.

Guy is a... He is a scumbag.

[chuckles]
Who's got nothing on Dixie.

Listen, we both went back
to our first loves.

[stammers] At least
I didn't get knocked up
while I was doing it.

Ah, you always
could cut like a knife.
I suppose it's normal, right?

To have a, uh, certain pull
towards your, uh, first love?

Well, you would know,
wouldn't you?

What are you saying, Blythe?

I think you like
having her around.

I saw you in there.

I mean, you actually want
to bring that vampire
back into our lives.

This has nothing to do with
what I want.

It has to do with
dealing with the reality
of our situation as it is.

[chuckles] Cut the crap.

You and I both know that
the only reason
that she's doing all of this

is because she actually thinks
that she has a shot with you.

-And you entertain it.
-[chuckles]

Admit it.

You kinda like it.

You think I like Dixie?

Like a drug you can't quit.

You're out of your mind.

Where are you going?

Out.

-[door opens, closes]
-[Blythe sighs]