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(soft blues music)

♪

‐Gwyn, are you here?
‐GWYNETH: I'm down here.

Take your second right
at linens.

If I hit
the lost Ark of the Covenant,

have I gone too far?

Good afternoon.

That must have been some shift
you're sleeping off.

Yeah, it was,
and now I feel

like I have woken up
on Christmas morning

in the house of a kid
who really likes cardboard.

There, there it is.

‐There's what?
‐GWYNETH: An edge.

‐There's an edge in your voice.
‐There's no edge.

There's an edge, and it's
making me feel defensive.

How am I making you
feel defensive?

With your face
and your tone.

I have no face.
I have no tone.

I know how you are
about clutter.

I do like a smooth surface.

And I did warn you
that I would be shipping

16 years of my life down here.

Only 16?

It's not too late for me to
take my place off the market.

Manhattan real estate's
a little depressed now anyway.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
this escalated quickly.

I'm just worried that
you're having second thoughts.

You're worried that
I'm having second thoughts.

‐What about you?
‐No.

♪

Yes, of course.

I am a Jewish girl
from the Upper East Side

moving to Texas.
Am I crazy?

You've been in Texas
for months.

This is different.

Right, right, it's scary
leaving your whole world

behind to start over.

Is that what we're doing?
Starting over?

We're picking up
where we left off.

We're putting Humpty Dumpty
together again.

Did you just call me fat?

We've just taken a break
between having babies.

(chuckles)

Roughly the duration
of the Thirty Years' War.

Well, I have
no second thoughts,

‐only one.
‐Hm.

Am I supposed to guess?

I love you.

Yes, okay, sure, do you love me
more than you hate clutter?

‐Clutter's not even a thing.
‐Mm, you sure?

I'm sure.

(tender music)

I was hoping
that all of this

would be delivered during
one of your 24‐hour shifts.

That way I could have had
everything swapped out

and done before you
even noticed.

There's going to be swapping?

Well...
(chuckles)

Some.

You know what?
It's fine.

It's fine.
It's all gonna be fine.

We're gonna work
everything out.

Everything is a negotiation.

Aw, you do remember
I'm a lawyer, right?

♪

The Lord giveth,
and the Lord taketh away.

And now the Lord
has taken Silvio.

Many believe death ends things,
but for those

‐who love the Lord...
‐(plane whistling overhead)

it's actually
a great beginning.

(plane whistling)

While we grieve that Silvio
is no longer with us in church

or at home with
his beautiful wife Lydia...

(plane whooshing loudly)

Father God, we ask...

(loudly)
That you hear our prayer.

(people screaming)

Holy crap!

(dramatic music)

OWEN: Our party crasher,
was he covered in frostbite?

First officer on scene
thought it was rigor.

Yeah, probably a stowaway.
We're right in the flight path.

Sometimes those guys
ride in the wheel well.

Used to get 'em
all the time at JFK.

He probably dropped

when the landing gear
came down.

LYDIA: Oh, Silvio!

♪

No respiration.
No pulse, Cap.

I don't need to check
the other guy, do I?

No, I think we're good.

You'd think that the one place
the crazy of this world

might let you alone
would be your own casket,

but nope.

I'll call this in to
the ME's office.

Hey, guys, let's cover him up
before the ME gets here.

Can you imagine
the stones it would take

to stow away under a plane?

MARJAN: People get displaced

by corruption,
hunger, violence.

‐They're desperate.
‐Truth.

But how'd he ever think
he was gonna survive this?

You'd be surprised.
Almost 25% of them do.

Hold up.
Look at his hand.

How'd his glove
slip off like that?

A 1,500 foot fall could have
something to do with it.

Nah, you don't get scratches
like these from a fall.

MATEO: So how'd he
get 'em then?

I don't know‐‐it almost
looks like someone

was trying to hang onto him.

♪

Someone with a pink fingernail.

He wasn't alone.

♪

(sirens blaring)

GRACE: No reports
of any other bodies

falling from the sky
so far today, Captain.

Victim's ID said
he's from San Pedro Sula,

so we need information
on every flight

from Honduras that landed
in the last half hour.

His traveling companion
could still be trapped

in the wheel well
with exposure injuries.

Okay, you can't fly
from Honduras

into Austin‐Bergstrom.

Maybe he crossed into Mexico,
got on a flight there?

GRACE: Let's see.

Last flight
from Puerto Vallarta

touched down two hours ago.

OWEN: No,
timeline doesn't work.

Oh, wait, okay,
I do see a cargo plane

that just got in
from Costa Rica,

but before that,
it made a stop in Honduras.

Right, what's the information
on that?

We are getting details

from Austin air traffic control
as we speak.

I'll let 'em know
you're coming, Cap.

Okay, copy that.
Thanks, dispatch.

DISPATCHER: It's a 757

on the south end
of the tarmac.

Colored pattern
on the tail fin.

♪

OWEN: Hey, Judd, make sure
these wheels are chocked.

Make sure nobody starts

‐the damn engines.
‐JUDD: On it, Cap.

Paul, Mateo,
you take the front wheel well.

‐Marjan, you're with me.
‐Yep.

MATEO:
I'll check this one, Paul.

PAUL: All right.

Are you seeing anything
in there, Probie?

(soft dramatic music)

‐MATEO: No, nothing up here.
‐PAUL: All right.

MARJAN: Anything, Cap?

♪

I found her!

♪

OWEN: She's unconscious,
severely hypothermic.

Medical, we need you
under the right wing now.

‐(device beeps)
‐TK: Pulse is weak.

She's at 79 degrees, Cap.

Wrap her up in a blanket.
Start a line.

♪

TK: Cap, where you going
with the saline?

Gotta warm it up first.

♪

‐(device beeps)
‐TK: Cap, her temp is dropping.

It's 78.

She's going into
cardiac arrest.

‐She's too cold.
‐(device beeps)

‐I lost her pulse.
‐Damn it.

Push two milligrams
of epinephrine.

Firefighter, I need you
to hold this

‐and keep squeezing.
‐Yep.

‐TK: Ah.
‐TOMMY: Temp check.

(device beeps)

79, but she's in asystole.

Starting compressions.

♪

Anything?

(device beeps)

TK: Temp's 80,
but still no pulse.

TOMMY: Come on.

♪

TOMMY: Come on, girl.

You've come too far
to give up now.

♪

Temp's rising to 81.
And you have a pulse.

♪

¿Dónde estoy?

(speaking Spanish)

Hector.

No, no.

Have you ever
talked to soldiers

about the people
they serve with

shoulder to shoulder
in the mud, you know,

bound by a bond that
very few people can understand?

That's how I feel
about Marlon Blendo.

Marlon Blendo‐‐
your blender has a name.

‐Doesn't yours?
‐Okay.

Clearly there's a certain depth
to this relationship,

‐so we will go with Marlon.
‐You're good with it?

Oh, yeah, of course.

I will make up ground
in table settings.

Make up ground?

Think about it
as a business merger.

We're just
identifying redundancies

and excising
the lesser versions.

I don't have redundancies
in tableware.

These are my proposed cuts.

You want to excise
my acacia wood salad hands?

They're larger
than an arena foam finger.

They don't go in a dishwasher.
Not practical.

I wasn't aware salad‐ware
needed to be practical.

Would you like me
to step out of the room

so you can say goodbye?

This is not a merger.
This is a hostile takeover.

Oh, rein it in.

You sound like one of
those people on Hoarders,

hyperventilating because you're
getting rid of an old shoe.

‐I do not have old shoes.
‐(chuckles)

I do, however, have a set

of handcrafted
malachite espresso cups

that have inexplicably
made their way

to the top
of your potential cut table.

I just felt like
they were a little extra.

(chuckles)
A little bit extra?

What about this
ridiculous otter?

That is a sloth
slow tea infuser.

It's practical.
It's functional.

And she is adorable.

Well, she's gonna be adorable
in the window of Goodwill.

You touch her again, you die.

Now who's on an episode
of Hoarders?

And you haven't even
unpacked all of this.

I mean, what even is‐‐

whoa, a Japanese kintsugi bowl.

Now, this is a beautiful piece.

That is going back in the box.

Why?

It's just going to storage.

Why would you want
to store that?

Who wants something around
so fragile?

The fragility is the point.

That's why they call it the art
of the precious scars.

This is exquisite.

Also it will clash
with the rug.

So we're not gonna keep
the one thing of yours

‐that I actually like.
‐The one thing?

Oh, I'm so sorry for inflicting
my terrible taste on you.

It's not terrible.
It's just‐‐

Not yours.

All right, you know what?
You're right.

I'm sorry.
I'm just being stupid.

No, you're being honest
and stupid.

But this is how it starts,
you know?

We both get stubborn.
We get territorial.

And then no one budges an inch,
and then what happens?

Let's excise.

(tender music)

Or we could just have sex.

That, and you
can bring the otter.

It's a sloth.

♪

EVIE: It's not fair.

Why does Izzy
get to keep sleeping?

Because Izzy doesn't have
a black belt test this week.

Now, let's start
with kicking techniques.

Can I at least
have breakfast first?

Baby, this is the only time
Mom has to train you.

Okay?
So we've got to make it count.

But I'm tired,
and I hate kicking techniques.

All the more reason
to work on them.

You know, if I had
made you practice

more often the last time, then
maybe you would have passed.

Now, muevete.

Babe, it's starting to sound
a little intense over there.

You know, six months ago,

I made a promise
to my baby girl

that she would be ready
this time around.

CHARLES: A promise you made

when you were
a stay‐at‐home mom.

Nobody expects you
to be a sensei

and pull a 56‐hour workweek.
Nobody.

You know, it's bad enough
that I have to work a shift

and miss her big day.

The least I can do
is honor my commitment

and make sure that she's ready.

Don't worry.
She's got this.

Evie, baby, you know
that there is no place

on Earth that Mommy
would rather be

than at your black belt test.
You know that, right?

I know, Mama.

CHARLES: You'll be there, T.

I'll be FaceTiming you
the whole time.

Okay, but, you know,
just remember

to hold the camera horizontally
this time because‐‐

You shoot one holiday concert
in vertical video‐‐

Look, I'm just‐‐‐
I'm just saying

that Izzie was
barely in the frame,

and she was the...

‐BOTH: Baby Jesus.
‐TOMMY: Yes.

Yes.

(sighs)
Okay.

All right, you know what?
Enough chitchat.

Come on, chica.

Combo number two,
let's see it.

Whoa!

Wow, I've never seen you

catch that much air
on a roundhouse before.

When the heck did you learn
how to do that?

We've been practicing.

After school when I'm awake.

Kid almost caught my chin
with a hook kick the other day.

I'm telling you,
she's got this.

Well, apparently she's got
a great trainer.

(soft dramatic music)

(indistinct background chatter)

Okay,
so that doesn't go there.

TK: You know what
my most favorite thing

about being a paramedic is?
Less truck to wash.

You're rag work's looking
a little streaky there, Mateo.

MATEO: (laughs)
I'll show you streaky.

‐PAUL: All right, all right.
‐MARJAN: Hey, ignore him.

He's just trying
to get a rise out of you.

TK: You know what could use
a rise is your tire pressure.

How about you go practice CPR
on a dummy or something, huh?

Just let me know when
you're available, Strickland.

‐(laughs)
‐I'm a dummy now.

He passed one test,
now I'm the dummy?

TK, can I see you
for a sec?

Yeah, what's up?

So I know I was out with
a bum foot when you started,

so first I just want to say
I think it's really great

‐you're riding with us now.
‐Aw, thanks.

Me too.

And the fact that you
willingly gave up your seat

at the cool kid's table
to hang out with the geeks,

that gets all respect.

I don't know what that means.

Tim had this theory
that the firehouse

is basically
a high school cafeteria.

Firefighters are the jocks.

We're the science nerds
with peanut allergies.

I didn't realize
there was a class divide

‐at the 126.
‐Cool kids never do.

So anyway we need to talk
about how we stock the bus.

Why, is something wrong?

Well, kind of everything.

Nothing is where
it's supposed to be.

‐I don't think that's right.
‐Yeah, it kind of is.

‐Tim and I had a system‐‐
‐TK: Oh, right, sorry.

I changed the system.

You changed the system?

Yeah, I read this article
about clustering

high use items
to help build response times,

and Captain Vega
was really into it.

‐She was?
‐Mm‐hmm.

Like, I moved
the 18‐gauge needles

‐away from the 20s.
‐Why?

So nobody accidentally grabs
the wrong one out in the field.

That's literally
never happened.

And now it never will.

Well, it might since I don't
know where anything is now.

Oh, right, yeah, I'm sorry.

I mean, we could go back
to the old system

that you and Tim used.

(soft blues music)

You said Captain Vega's
really into this?

I mean, she liked
the initiative.

♪

I'm sure I'll get used to it.

Yeah, you know,
just live in it for a minute.

I'm sure you'll
find your way around,

and I am here to help.

Cool.

Cool.

Okay.

♪

Live in it for a minute?

Dude.

DEVON: 44C.
What happened to 44B?

ANDREA: Um, no offense,
but is this your first day?

DEVON: No, I've worked
in this hospital six years.

Why do you ask?

ANDREA:
Because you seem a little lost.

DEVON: Yeah, I usually work
in the pediatric ward,

but with COVID,
they needed more hands,

so kind of out of my element
at the moment.

ANDREA: You and me both.

One minute,
I'm hiking up Turkey Trail.

The next, I'm in the hospital
with a hip abductor injury.

DEVON: Uh‐huh.

ANDREA: Now I'm staring down
six weeks of PT.

My first session,
which started ten minutes ago‐‐

DEVON: Again,
I am so sorry about this.

ANDREA: It's okay.
No rush.

I hear these sessions
are pure torture.

Oh, don't think
about it like that.

Like I tell my kids
in Pediatrics,

they can't make
anything hurt here

more than you can
in your own mind.

‐ANDREA: Hey, 44.
‐DEVON: Oh.

All right, let the fun begin.

(dramatic music)

MRI TECHNICIAN:
What are you doing?

No!

DEVON: Oh, ah, oh!

Oh, no!

Oh, God.
Oh, my God.

♪

Oh, no, no!

♪

ANDREA: (screams)

DEVON: (grunts)
ANDREA: Oh!

♪

MRI TECHNICIAN:
He's in bad shape.

TOMMY: What about the patient
inside the machine?

MRI TECHNICIAN:
She's responsive.

She's spooked, but she's fine.

(soft dramatic music)

OWEN: Ooh.

JUDD: Hey, y'all can't
just turn that damn thing off?

MRI TECHNICIAN:
It's a 7T magnet,

strongest on the market.
You can't just turn it off.

‐The magnet has to be quenched.
‐MATEO: How?

OWEN: There should be
a safety button in there

that will overheat the magnet
and kill it.

MRI TECHNICIAN: The problem
is, we can't access the button.

It's on the front
of the machine.

OWEN: Which I'm assuming is
somewhere behind that gurney.

Okay, tell your staff
to step away please.

All right, gang, we're gonna
have to get in there

and get to that button.

Anybody who's got metal rods,
steel in their body

raise their hand.

NANCY: They just put
a plate in my foot.

‐OWEN: Okay, you're out.
‐MARJAN: Screw in my wrist.

‐Roller derby fall.
‐PAUL: Pin in my elbow.

Motorcycle crash.

JUDD: I got a few screws
in my knees

from an illegal chop block
junior year.

That was a career ender.

OWEN: Well, the NFL's loss
is our gain.

Probie?

MATEO: Clean as a whistle, Cap.

OWEN: All right,
you're coming with me.

Cap, you're good to go?

TOMMY: Still all
my original parts.

OWEN: And TK, you got
any metal in your body

‐I need to know about?
‐TK: No, sir.

OWEN: All right, okay,
let's get the wooden mallets.

Get the rubber pressure bags,
and we're gonna cover up

all these electrical fittings.

MATEO: Wait, what about
the metal in our uniforms?

OWEN: I was just getting
to that.

♪

DEVON: Help me!
Help me.

OWEN: We're gonna get you down,

but I need you
to save your strength.

PAUL: Now that's what I call
traveling light.

MARJAN: At least
they're wearing masks?

TOMMY: ABCs.

TK: His airways are clear,
but I'm hearing a stridor.

Possible pneumothorax.
Cap, toss me the‐‐ah, nice.

MARJAN: Did you see
that no‐look pass?

It's like D‐Wade and LeBron.

NANCY: Yeah,
they're quite the duo.

DEVON: (gasping)

TOMMY: It's crushing his lungs!

OWEN: All right,
place the bag.

‐DEVON: (gasping)
‐MATEO: In!

OWEN: All right,
Marjan, inflate!

MARJAN: Filling her up, Cap.

OWEN: Mateo, go help them
with the gurney.

♪

DEVON: (beleaguered breathing)

OWEN: Okay, that's good!

I can get my hand in
to the quench.

Listen, when I do this,
make sure he doesn't fall.

‐All right, here we go!
‐MATEO: Quench that fool!

OWEN: Three, two, one.

DEVON: (gasping)

(MRI hums and whirs)

DEVON: Oh!

(breathes deeply)

‐OWEN: Nice and easy.
‐DEVON: (pained grunting)

TOMMY: Devon, can you hear me?

‐TK: Bilateral chest rise.
‐DEVON: What does that mean?

TOMMY: It means
your lungs didn't collapse.

DEVON: Why does it
hurt so much?

TOMMY: Because you
cracked some ribs.

DEVON: But I'm gonna be okay?

TOMMY: You might need
an MRI to be sure.

Probably just not here.

(chuckles)

Captain Strand, will you guys
travel him to the ER?

OWEN: You bet.
Come on, guys.

Ready?
Nice and easy on three.

‐One, two, three.
‐JACKIE: Hello?

Can somebody please
get me out of here?

TK: Sure thing, Miss.
Go ahead, I got you.

Nice and easy.
Watch your head.

Slowly, okay, step down.

Right there.

Uh...ma'am, don't move.

‐Cap!
‐What is it?

‐TK: Hey, no, no, no, no, no.
‐JACKIE: (gasps)

TK: No, please‐‐

TOMMY: Nancy, get a LifePak
and a med kit in here now.

TK: I think it got her carotid.

TOMMY: She's aspirating blood.

TK, I need you
to hold this wound.

‐TK: With what?
‐TOMMY: With your thumb.

(dramatic music)

The shard must have
sliced her trachea.

‐She can't breathe.
‐NANCY: I got the kit.

TOMMY: All right,
I need the scalpel

and the tracheostomy tube.

I'm gonna give you
a tracheotomy

so you can breathe.

TK: She's going
into respiratory arrest.

TOMMY: Hold her still.

♪

JACKIE: (gasp)

TK: Respiration's back.

She's stabilizing.

TOMMY: That's it.
That's it.

Good fight.

There's some of the best
doctors in the world here,

and you're gonna be just fine.

All right, let's get
a gurney in here now.

Let the OR know
that we're coming.

‐Good work, TK.
‐Thanks.

(soft dramatic music)

(indistinct chatter,
phone ringing distantly)

Oh.
The stupid machine bust again?

Oh, no, no, this thing's
like an Italian sports car.

Hey, do you think
this is extra?

I would never say
that anything's extra

in that particular context.
Why?

Oh, it's just that Gwyn
is moving in permanently

and we're trying to free up
some space at the house,

and these things
are on the bubble.

So...

what made you decide
to finally pull the trigger?

Not that you need
a reason, but‐‐

Why you giving me
that hillbilly grin?

‐Hm?
‐Did Tommy tell you?

Tell me what, Cap?

(quietly)
That we're pregnant.

Hell no, no,
Tommy can keep a secret.

Then it was TK,
that little squealer.

I'm gonna put him
on bathroom duty for a month.

Well, you ain't
his captain no more,

and besides,
I ain't saying who said.

But congrats, Cap!
I'm fired up.

We're gonna have a new
little Texan running around.

Yeah, I appreciate that.

We're...excited.

(soft dramatic music)

So how come you look like
you just ate some bad jerky?

'Cause I just wish
that she wasn't using this

as an excuse to purge
my kitchenware

and half my bedroom suite,
and I realize

‐how ridiculous that sounds.
‐It don't sound ridiculous.

Your style's
a big part of who you are.

Matter of fact,
I never met anybody with more.

(chuckles)
Thank you very much.

I'm serious‐‐
I never seen a grown man

get so excited
about showerheads

and juicers and cheese graters.

I never have gotten excited
about a cheese grater.

Mm, but in all the time
I've known you,

nothing's put a bigger smile
on your face than Gwyn.

(chuckles)
Yeah.

She does do that, doesn't she?

Yeah, she's got you looking

like a lovesick,
middle‐aged teenager.

And granted I'm not
speaking from experience,

but I imagine the day that
that baby comes

the smile will just get bigger
whether you've got your, uh,

tiny coffee cups or not.

So you do think it's extra?

(soft blues music)

We'll see you, Cap.

♪

Seriously?

♪

Perfect, this is just perfect.

What's the trouble, Cap?

The house Wi‐Fi is down,

and Evie's black belt test
starts in 15 minutes,

and Charles is going
to FaceTime me,

but I‐‐damn it.

♪

Can't believe
I'm gonna miss this.

You won't.

Use my hotspot, Cap.
It's 5G.

I'm FancyNancy14.
Password Buster, with a big B.

Nancy, you‐‐you are
a lifesaver.

Kind of in the job description.

Didn't know your girls
do karate.

Tae Kwon Do,

and just one of them does.

Izzy's my ballerina.

Black belt test,
that's a pretty big deal.

The biggest‐‐she's been working
towards this half her life.

So you should
totally be there.

‐Way to rub it in.
‐Why can't she?

Where is it, the dojo?

Dojang, and it's
way across town

on Kenneth and Godwin.

And in case
you haven't noticed,

we're at work, so...

No, this is work,
so we take work with us.

I mean, Kenneth and Godwin,
that's in our service zone.

Technically that's true.

I mean, if we were parked
in front of a taco stand

in our zone having lunch,
and we got a call‐‐

We'd take that call.

So we do the same thing here.

In 15 minutes,
we can totally make it.

♪

Strand, you're driving.

Let's do this.

(Tommy laughs)

(upbeat acoustic music)

♪

(car horns blaring)

Told you we should have
taken Channel.

So you keep saying.

You know,
it was a lovely thought, TK.

Nancy, what was
your hotspot's password again?

Hey, why is everybody giving up
the ghost on this already?

Because this is
the light from hell.

I get stuck here
in the morning.

I can practically get through
a whole This American Life.

But what if we didn't
have to be stuck?

What do you mean?

‐(sirens whoops)
‐You can't do that.

That wasn't the siren
I just heard, was it, Strand?

Two words, Cap‐‐
plausible deniability.

(siren blaring)

INSTRUCTOR: Don't fidget.
Sit up straight.

Very good.

(tender music)

Gotta hand it to you, Strand.
You move fast.

Lights and sirens help.

Wasn't talking
about your driving.

Hi.

Surprise.
(chuckles)

Didn't expect to see you here.

Well, when I make a promise,
I like to keep it.

Evie doesn't think
that you're breaking a promise.

She knows that you
have to work.

Well, we're still working.

We just‐‐we're in
our service zone,

so if I get a call,
I'll take it.

In the middle
of her black belt test?

(soft dramatic music)

♪

(sighs)

She doesn't want me
to be here, right?

She's just feeling
the pressure, that's all.

From me.

♪

She doesn't want
to let you down again.

♪

Babe.

Hey, hey, I will FaceTime

just like we said.

♪

Right, yes, okay,
but horizontally, right?

Yes, yes, yes.

‐(sighs)
‐You got it.

Okay.

CHARLES: Okay.

♪

INSTRUCTOR:
Everybody stand up!

TAE KWON DO STUDENTS:
Yes, ma'am!

♪

That was quick.

‐TK: Does she look‐‐
‐NANCY: Not good.

What do you think happened?

Do you want to ask?

Cap?

Just drive.

♪

TK: It was the ride back
that was the worst‐‐

crushing silence.

I was praying for a call‐‐

a minor fender bender
or a choking victim‐‐

anything
to lighten up the mood.

I think you're being
a little hard on yourself.

Did I make a really big mistake
by becoming a paramedic?

You know, maybe I should've
stayed a firefighter.

You know, at least over there,
nobody hates my guts.

Nobody hates your guts, TK.

That's not true.
Nancy hates my guts.

Babe, she lost her partner.

Getting a new one
has to be tough for her.

Yeah, I get that.
I do.

It's just‐‐that doesn't
give her a right

to rip into me.

What'd she say?

(sighs)

She said

that I sat
at the cool kid's table.

‐The cool kid's table?
‐Not my words, hers.

And Tim had this theory
that, you know, firefighters

were the jocks that can do
whatever they want,

and paramedics
were the science geeks,

and life is high school
or whatever.

Life is high school.

Yeah, but not at the firehouse.

We're all part
of the same team,

and we're all part
of the same family.

‐You sure about that?
‐Yes.

Hm.

"Hm"?
What was that "hm"?

Since you guys started doing
the 126 hangs over here,

how many times have you
invited Nancy or Tim?

Yeah, well, that doesn't‐‐
you know, we're‐‐

(sighs)
God, we've been such jerks.

How did I not see it?

It's not your fault.

The cool kids rarely do.

(chuckles)

(soft dramatic music)

♪

I've been taking Evie
to that dojang

since she was four years old
five days a week...

‐Mm‐hmm. Mm‐hmm.
‐Rain or shine.

I was a full‐on
Tae Kwon Do mom.

Oh, Gracie, I was the one
that was scaring

those monsters out
from under the bed.

It was me those babies
would run to

after they had a bad dream
or good grades, and...

Today...

when Evie needed
somebody the most,

she didn't ask for me.

Mm‐mmm, no,
she asked for her daddy.

Well, the important thing here,
Tommy,

is that my god‐baby
finally got her black belt.

And I know you proud.
I see it all over your face.

(groans)
It just makes it hurt more.

And what does that say
about me, hm?

All of this is natural.

Charles is the one
that's been spending

the most time with those girls.
That's all.

I know.

♪

When I‐‐when I went back
to work,

I was worried.

I was worried he was
gonna be overwhelmed

taking care of those babies,
and I prayed.

I prayed every night
that he was gonna do well.

Well, look at God, Tommy.

He answered your prayers.
Charles is doing well.

Yeah, I wish he wasn't doing
so damn well.

♪

(liquid pouring)

(soft blues music)

♪

Owen?

In here!

♪

That is my couch.

And your chairs
and your end tables.

Merger complete.

Where is your stuff?

OWEN: In the back
of Judd's pickup truck.

Welcome home.

‐GWYNETH: You put the bowl out.
‐OWEN: Yeah.

I switched out
one of your rugs,

and now look‐‐
no clashing.

Owen, we need to talk.

You should probably sit
on my couch.

‐Is everything okay?
‐Uh, yeah.

I saw Dr. Evans today.

Is the baby all right?

It's a routine visit.
The baby is fine.

Remember how he was telling us

that there is a danger zone
up till about the 14th week?

Yeah, and we passed
that threshold two weeks ago.

Actually, as it turns out,
we are four weeks passed it.

Dr. Evans says
the baby's femur length

is much longer
than he expected.

Yeah, the men in my family
are known

for their prodigious femurs.

Yes, it's just that we thought
we were 16 weeks pregnant.

We're not.

We are 18 weeks.

Good, then we're even farther
past the danger zone.

We are past that danger zone.

What are you talking about?

So remember about 18 weeks ago,

the weekend Enzo
came through town?

(acoustic music)

Oh, my God.
(chuckles)

Are you telling me that,
on that weekend,

you and Enzo‐‐

I'm just saying that the math

in terms of the paternity
of this baby

has become problematic.

Problematic.

We were quarantining.

Doesn't sound like you two

were doing a very good job
of social distancing.

Enzo had the virus.
He has antibodies.

Oh, so you just asked him
to inoculate you.

‐That's gross.
‐I mean, Gwyn, really?

‐Rebound guy?
‐You know what?

I really hate
when you call him that.

He's the one who swooped in

three weeks
after you were divorced.

He'll always be rebound guy.

And we were together
for 15 years after that.

That's way longer than
you and I were even married.

All those 15 years,
he was rebound guy‐‐

except for that brief moment
when he was turtleneck guy.

You told me this was over
when you left New York.

It was.
It is.

Doesn't sound like it.

It was one time.

♪

The bowl.

He bought it for you,
didn't he?

And that's why
you didn't want it out‐‐

‐Guilt
‐Not guilt.

Just bad memories.

You want to smash it, go ahead.
I've got no problem with that.

♪

No, it's too beautiful
of a thing.

So...you're telling me that,
based on the math,

this may be Enzo's baby?

Based on the math,
it's one possibility.

One possibility?

How many people
did you cheat with?

Oh, let's be clear
about one thing.

There was no cheating here.

18 weeks ago, you and I
were just having fun, remember?

Those are your words,

and I was perfectly fine
with that.

My bags were packed, Owen.

I was ready to leave.

And I convinced you to stay.

(soft dramatic music)

No, you're right.
You're right.

You're right. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for what I just said.

Well, I'm sorry that I didn't
mention it to you earlier.

Honestly, it just didn't occur
to me until the math changed.

I had kind of
forgotten about it.

Well, I'm glad he didn't leave
that much of an impression.

And I'm not saying
it is his baby.

It probably isn't.

I mean, the odds
are really in your favor.

Never tell me the odds.

All right, so what do we do?

Not we, you.

I need you to spit in this cup.

(whistling melody)

Ah, she lives.
(chuckles)

TOMMY: The girls up?

‐They're still sleeping.
‐Mm.

‐How you feeling?
‐Like death on high heat.

Hmm.

Grace and I, we lost count.

Mm.

What is all this?

Ah, it's the perfect
hangover special.

I have cream cheese
blueberry pancakes

along with five‐spice
turkey bacon omelets

along with a little...
(whistles)

Hair of the dog that bit you.

(chuckles)
Now.

Hm.

So you're not mad
that I stayed out

and came home
all wasted face last night?

I know how tough
yesterday was on you.

I'm not about to be mad at you
for not being perfect.

Oh, right
'cause that's your job.

What does that mean?

It means...

you don't have to be
at a ten all the time,

Mr. Perfect Hangover Omelet.

You know, you're allowed
to take a play off

every now and then.

Are you mad at me right now?

What do you got
to be mad at me for?

Why don't you just rack

that beautiful, un‐addled brain
of yours,

see what you come up with.

Look, I'm sorry
that I didn't tell you

about how Evie was feeling.

Oh, you mean
that I had my daughter

on the verge of a panic attack?

Why wouldn't you
tell me that, Charles?

I didn't want
to hurt your feelings, T.

Oh.

I know how much you have
on your plate right now.

I tried to drop some hints
just to ease up a little bit.

I told you we had it.

Oh, yeah, no, right,
and you crushed it.

Mm‐hmm, hey, you know,
you may be killing

this whole stay‐at‐home thing,
but I am still their mother.

You don't get to box me out.

I'm not boxing you out.

Nobody hates that you had to go
back to work more than I do,

but here we are.

You know what?

I will give those girls
everything I got

even if you resent me for it.

I do not resent‐‐

oh, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

I‐‐I am not myself‐‐oh.

There, now who has egg
on their face?

‐All right, it's like that?
‐Oh, it's like that.

‐(laughing) That?
‐Babe.

You're‐‐okay, you're out
of control right now.

What are y'all doing?

Why do you have pancake
on your head?

‐Your mother.
‐Uh, no.

Food fight!
(laughs)

CHARLES: Oh, oh, okay.
She's cheating.

Sausages?

(laughter)

Nancy, thank you for coming in.

Sure.

So what's up?

We were hoping that you could
help us with something?

We‐‐who's we?

(Nick Drake's "Pink Moon")

Hey, girl.

Hey.

What's this about?

This is about family.

♪

NICK DRAKE: ♪ I saw it written
and I saw it say ♪

♪

♪ Pink moon

You guys all came in
on your day off to do this?

No place we'd rather be.

But we needed you
to finish the job.

♪ None of you stand so tall

JUDD: But it didn't seem
right that

anybody but you would fill in
the names, so...

♪ It's a pink moon

It looks beautiful.

♪

The numbers, are they‐‐

It's the day
of his last call.

♪ Pink, pink, pink

♪

TK: The rig will officially
have a new name,

and Tim will be riding with us
on every call.

NANCY:
You guys...

♪

This is everything.

♪

Just make sure
we spelled his name right.

I learned that one
the hard way.

(laughter)

♪

NANCY: Here we go.

♪

(upbeat quirky music)

♪

OWEN: This is taking forever.

Hence the term
"slow tea infuser."

I was talking about the email,
not the otter.

‐It's a sloth.
‐(sighs)

‐Is your phone on?
‐Yes, Owen, my phone is on.

‐You should check it.
‐I don't need to check it.

I have the alerts on.
We will hear it buzz.

Have some tea.

‐I don't drink otter urine.
‐It's sloth urine.

♪

(notification chimes)

Really, Owen?

Good, your alerts are on.
Good job.

♪

(phone chimes)

♪

That's the lab.

The results are in.
Are you ready?

I am.

Okay.

(dramatic music)

I am ready to have
this baby with you.

♪

I'm ready to have our baby.

I'm ready to raise it with you.

I am ready to start
our new life together

or restart our old one.

I am ready to do everything
that we have talked about.

♪

Delete this email.

♪

Just delete it.

‐Just get rid of it?
‐Yeah.

Just make the whole thing
go away?

Why not?

Because, Owen,

it won't go away.

It will always be there
as a question

in the back of your mind.

We decided to try again because
we could get back into it

this time with our eyes open.

We can't shut them now.

(soft dramatic music)

I guess when the baby arrives

and it's pretentious
and insufferable,

we're gonna know
who the father is anyway.

To be fair, you could say
the same thing about Enzo.

I was saying that about Enzo.

♪

Okay.

We knew this was
a possibility, and...

I meant everything I said,
so it doesn't change anything.

♪

Or does it?

♪

I don't know.

I really didn't expect this.
It's complicated.

Yeah, it's complicated.
We're complicated.

It's what makes us work.

It's like the Japanese
kintsugi bowl‐‐

more beautiful
because of the cracks.

The Japanese kintsugi bowl
that Enzo gave me.

Yeah, I hate that thing.

You know what, I'm just gonna
grab a couple of things.

What?

I just‐‐I feel like we need
a little bit of space

right now, so I'm just gonna
get a hotel just for tonight.

We need some time to process.

I don't need time to process.
You heard me.

I processed.
I was like a Cuisinart.

Well, I need some time, Owen.

♪

You still love him?

♪

Enzo and I are finished.
That's not even a question.

That's not even the question.

♪

We were together for 15 years,
Owen, until quite recently.

You and I have been
divorced for 16 years,

and I still love you.

♪

Oh.

(chuckles)

I get it now.

♪

I'm rebound guy.

♪

(door opens)

(door closes)

(sighs)

♪