All language subtitles for 9-1-1 4x08 - Breaking Point (Cakes)

Shoot.

Disembarkation on the
flight from Orlando

has been delayed again.

But the system says

the cargo hold was at full capacity

- so we should stay ready.
- Ready...

They can take as long as they need.

We way too busy now.
I'm ready for lunch.

But people are finally travelling again.

- It's great.
- You know what's great?

The lasagna I got waiting
on me in the break room.

Uh-oh.

Another 30 minutes? These
people are gonna lose it.

Just work your magic and calm them down.

- Yes, Captain.
- Offer some peanuts

- or something.
- Understood.

Hello once again, ladies and gentlemen,

and thank you for your patience.

We're still waiting
for our gate to open up,

so if everyone could just
stay seated for a few minutes.

The captain assures me

we'll be pulling in every soon.

- Not quick enough.
- Oh, boy.

Excuse me, sir.

We're gonna need you
to stay in your seat

- until we get to the gate.
- Relax, honey.

- The plane isn't even moving.
- Sir, take your seat.

The bag is gonna have to wait.

- You have to stay...
- Come on.

Sorry. Sitting now.

Miss, can we get an apple juice?

I'm sorry, but there's no
beverage service right now.

Oh, and he's gonna need
to keep his mask on.

All right, honey? Thank you so much.

I know it's been a long
wait, everyone, but if we...

What's the point of landing early

if you're gonna hold us prisoner?

It's like we're hostages
on this damn plane.

This is ridiculous. Let us off.

Yeah, let us off! What the heck?

It'll just be a few
more minutes, everybody.

Are you gonna get that
juice? We paid full fare.

You betcha!

You'll hear from my lawyer.

I don't know, Captain.

Can't they just push the
other plane out of the way

and let us have the gate?

There's nothing we can
do; just hang in there.

Sir, you're gonna have
to get back in your seat

- with your seat belt fastened.
- It's an emergency.

Well, press your call
button if it's an emergency.

For real?

Yes. What is it, sir?

I need to use the restroom.

- That's your emergency?
- Well, it's about to be.

- Okay.
- Why does he get to get up?

He needs a tissue.

Okay, honey. I will bring you a tissue.

Then you need to get
back in your seat, okay?

Ew!

Whoa! I got you, young lady.

- There you go.
- All right, that's it!

Sit your asses down now!

- But I really gotta go...
- And I really don't care.

Hello.

Once again, ladies and gentlemen,

I would just like to say

on the behalf of the entire flight crew

that you are a bunch of ungrateful,

disgusting, miserable, spoiled brats.

- Oh, boy.
- For 15 years,

I have been yelled at, pawed at,

spilled on, sneezed on, puked on!

And for what?

Do any you show the
slightest bit of gratitude?

No!

Well, I am done!

So please put your tray tables

in the go-screw-yourself position

and your personal belongings
where the sun don't shine

because this is where I get off!

What in the world?

Where the hell are we going?

Somebody could be hurt in there!

Molly out!

Don't do it, lady!

Whoa!

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Let me get this collar on
and then we can assess the...

No, she is not the real emergency.

Over here!

Hen, Jim, need you guys over here now!

Eddie, you and Buck deal
with the flight attendant.

He's having trouble breathing.

I thought about pulling it out, but...

No, you made the right call.

Champagne cork?

I've seen them take out an eye,

but this is in there pretty good.

Could be an ankle fracture.

Can you wiggle your toes for me?

Barely getting any air.

It's probably blocking his airways.

I'm not hearing any fluid in his lungs.

And the fact he's not
coughing up blood...

Which means it probably
hasn't pierced his windpipe.

Then it's just compressing it.

Is it just me, or does
this guy look familiar?

The guy that we pulled
out of the jet engine.

Oh, yeah.

His job seems more dangerous than ours.

Man, come on, Darrell!

You gotta pull through, man.

There's no way to do a trach.

Obstruction's too low.

This cork is surrounded by sharp metal.

You try to pull it out,

it'll clip his carotid arteries.

Then you gotta try to pull
it out really carefully

'cause we don't got another choice.

Okay, breathe. There we go.

Guess all that time playing "Operation"

as a kid is finally gonna pay off.

You got this, okay? You
gotta pull through, man.

Sir, I need you to hang back
so they can do their work.

Look I know I give you a hard time

'cause you love this stupid job,

- but for real, it's inspiring.
- Hold still, sir.

I wish I cared about anything
as much as you love these bags.

Oh, God!

It's all rainbows and
unicorns on the ground.

Try flying the unfriendly skies.

You don't know Darrell, lady.

Need to focus.

Steady, Hen. Steady.

All right, I got it. Go ahead.

All right. Sir, this might hurt.

On three. One, two, three.

Okay.

Cheers.

- Airway's patent.
- Ready to move!

I knew he'd pull through.
Nothing stops Darrell.

Not a jet engine, crazy white ladies.

He will not quit.

What's that, buddy?

I quit.

Me too.

Guess everyone has their breaking point.

- Oh.
- No, let me.

Oh. You're almost there.

- You're so close.
- Damn it.

Fourth grade math was so
much easier when I was...

In the fourth grade? Mm-hmm.

Why'd they change it?

I mean, isn't that the
whole point of math?

That it doesn't change?

It didn't, we just changed
the way we teach it.

Two plus two still equals four.

Does it?

I mean, can understand why

Christopher's having
such a hard time with it.

You know, my offer still stands.

I'm more than happy to come over

and help Christopher with his math.

I wouldn't feel right putting you out.

Edmundo.

I'm not trying to pressure you

into telling Christopher about us.

I know there hasn't been anyone
else since he lost his mother.

And Christopher is a very sensitive boy.

You're right to be cautious.

You are an amazing woman.

And a great cook.

But you are a terrible math teacher.

Sure, blame the teacher.

That's what all the lazy students do.

Lazy?

You heard me.

Well, maybe you need
to keep me after class.

Maybe I do.

Detention?

For at least a week?

Maybe even longer.

Sorry. Again.

Promised Chris I'd be home
in time to tuck him into bed.

Class dismissed.

You're late.

There was construction on Sunset.

Had to take a detour.

Christopher already in bed?

- Oh, yeah.
- You're a miracle worker.

No, just an excellent negotiator.

See, he was willing

to get ready for bed and get in the bed.

I was not allowed to turn the
lights off or tell him a story.

Well, probably just as well

after you told him that little thing

about the kid in the rotisserie.

That was not a story,
it was a cautionary tale.

Ah. Well, thanks for watching him.

Uh, how... how... How
was the, uh, the big date?

It was nice. She taught me math.

Math?

And I thought I'd been single too long.

Hey, how as your night?

You and Buck have fun?

What's up, Buddy?

Where were you?

I told you I was at
dinner with an old friend.

- From Texas?
- No.

- From the Army?
- No.

Then who?

Nice try, but we both know
you're supposed to be asleep.

We can talk about
everything else another day.

Okay, tell me a story.

- Which one?
- The one about your friend.

- Get some sleep, all right?
- Okay. Good night, Dad.

All right. Good night.

Oh.

Hey, Buck. What are you doing home?

We thought you were babysitting.

And now, I'm home.

Wait, uh, we?

Uh...

- Hey, Buck.
- Veronica, hi.

I, uh, didn't expect to see you here.

In my apartment.

Oh, we're doing some laundry
and Netflix and chilling.

How domestic.

Uh, we should order in. Maybe Thai?

You... you love Thai.

Uh, yeah, thanks, I think
I'm just gonna go to bed.

Us too.

Yeah, okay, bro. Well, see you later.

The numbers you sent me look good.

Blood pressure, kick
count. How are you feeling?

Great.

I wish she was a little less
of a night owl with the kicking,

but other than that.

We're getting pretty excited.

Good.

So let's talk about your birth plan.

Again? I thought we did that last visit.

Your plan may have to adjust.

I don't know what the world's
gonna look like next week,

much less next month.

So are you afraid that you're
not gonna have a bed for us?

There will be a bed.

I just don't know

if I'll be the person
standing at the foot of it.

We've had to pull people off the floor

to help out in the ER.

My office will send
you the new protocols.

Why don't you two take a
look, talk about your options,

and we'll regroup next week?

Thanks, Dr. Heller.

Okay, so that was a lot.

But hey, she was just giving
us worst-case scenarios

- so we can be prepared.
- For what?

To deliver in a mask with
a doctor I've never met

and you not even in the building?

Nobody's saying that's
what's gonna happen.

You know, this was supposed
to feel like a joyous occasion

and it just doesn't feel very joyous.

I know that there are people out there

that have it a lot worse than I do

and I don't want to complain,

but I am not having our
baby in a parking lot

and I don't want to do
it without you there.

Okay. No parking lot.

So what do you want to do?

I wanna have her here.

LA is used to police
pursuits on our streets,

but on our rooftops?

Well, that's exactly
what happened this morning

after LAPD caught this man
breaking into an area home.

Rather than allow
himself to be apprehended,

he went out a second-story window

and fled on foot jumping across rooftops

before reaching a literal dead end.

How was I supposed to
know this was a cul-de-sac?

- I didn't see a sign!
- It's okay, Corey.

We all miss the signs now and then.

- It doesn't mean there's a way out.
- He just needs to get off!

Why you people standing
around here doing nothing?

It's all right.

Mr. Nowels owns the roof
that this circus is staged on.

It's been two hours, Sergeant.

He's still up there
dancing around on my roof.

The warranty doesn't cover that.

The negotiators are still
trying to get him to come down.

I'm just gonna have to ask you
to be patient a little longer.

How much longer?

I think they're making progress!

Just shut up! You're a liar.

You said you'd help me find a way out.

I didn't mean with a helicopter.

Shut up! I need to think!

Eh, should've tried thinking
before he ended up on a roof.

I mean, he cornered himself.

That there is a whole
series of bad life choices

culminating in this
one unfortunate moment.

It'd be tragic if it wasn't so moronic.

Why don't they just storm the roof?

It's not that high. We
can give 'em a ladder.

It's a tactic negotiators
use to drag out the process

in order to wear down the suspect.

Eventually, they hit a breaking point.

Or we do.

Ten bucks says he falls
right off that roof.

20 says he makes a leap for the tree.

Come on, the guy's got at least

one more bad life choice left in him.

Reporting live, Taylor
Kelly, Channel 8 News.

- Jim, back to you.
- And we're clear.

So you went to apologize about the date.

And then Albert walks out
of her bathroom in a towel.

He's sleeping with my
ex-date/next-door neighbor.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

You have an apartment.

So Maddie really wants
to have this baby at home?

"I was a nurse, you're a paramedic,"

what could possibly go wrong?

Feels like a 911 dispatcher

should know the answer to that question.

I really do like those
flame-grilled burgers.

- With cheese.
- Sergeant!

Why are you taking lunch orders
instead of arresting that man?

I'm sorry, Mr. Nowels.

Negotiators are running this scene.

Now, they think the food builds trust.

- Pizza delivery.
- Good Lord.

How much trust are we
trying to build here?

Actually that's for us.

Why does everybody get to eat but me?

Baby, I'm hungry, too.

You want a slice?

He's having sex with a woman I dated.

That's gotta be a violation
of the bro code, right?

- Bro code?
- Yeah.

You know, the unwritten
rules of male friendship?

I don't think that's a real thing.

How do you know? It's unwritten.

How long'd you date this woman?

90 minutes, maybe less.
We took dessert to go.

And I'm done. Good luck.

Jump, jump...

Jump, jump, jump, jump...

Jump, jump, jump, jump.

Can't really ask him what
he knows without revealing

that there is, in
fact, something to know.

Christopher's a smart kid.

He can see there's something
different about you,

so the less you say about it,
the more he's gonna suspect.

Might need to rip off
the Band-Aid and tell him

before he figures it out on his own.

I just don't know what to say.

It's not just about
Albert dating Veronica.

Just... I really thought
this was gonna be my year.

Started going to therapy,

working on my issues with my parents.

I...

I felt ready to meet someone.

Start a meaningful relationship.

I've met the people you work with.

Your life is nothing but
meaningful relationships.

I don't know.

Doesn't seem the same.

You ever think maybe you
just need to be patient,

let the universe come to you?

I didn't think so.

Real funny.

Our parents always
loved Barry more than me.

You know, I always wanted a dog.

Mom would never let me
because Barry was allergic!

Life always goes his way!

When is it my turn to fly?

Corey, no!

Rest of y'all can get out of here too!

Hey.

It was my turn to buy groceries.

You've been spending so
much time at Veronica's,

I, uh, I thought I should do it.

I'm sorry.

I know things are awkward between us

and I should've talked to you
before I went out with her.

It just, uh, it's just been so lonely

stuck in here not being
able to hang out with people.

I could stop seeing her if you'd like.

No, um...

nah, it's all good.

As for the awkwardness,
I just gotta work on it.

We can all work on it
together. Thursday night.

You should come to
Veronica's for dinner.

Uh, wh-wh-what?

Oh, and don't worry. You
won't be a third wheel.

Veronica wants to patch things up too.

Yeah, I'm not a third...
I'm not a third wheel.

No, of course not.

I actually have someone I can bring.

That's great.

I didn't know you
were seeing anyone new.

She's not exactly new.

Hey, uh, it's Buck.

What are you doing Thursday night?

911, what's your emergency?

Our car was broken into
at Alameda and Sixth.

I told you it wasn't safe to park here.

I wasn't gonna pay for those lots.

- It's extortion!
- Are you at the car now?

I didn't even want to go downtown.

Well, excuse me for having friends.

- Hello?
- Yes, we're here.

- What?
- You called me.

- I said I'm sorry.
- Did you?

Okay, you know what?

I need your names and a
description of the car.

Russ and Cindy Clark. Silver Audi.

Are you sending the police or not?

I've relayed the information

and someone will get
there when they can.

When they can?

Are we supposed to just wait here?

Yes!

I've had enough.

Maddie.

Hi. Athena, it is...
It's nice to see you.

Well, I just thought I'd swing by

and have lunch with May before my shift.

That's great.

- Are you okay?
- Fine. Yep.

I just need a minute.

How are you feeling?

Like a crazy person.

I mean, that is not the first
caller I've yelled at today.

It's maybe the fifth. No, sixth.

I also yelled at my mother
on the phone this morning.

Mm, she probably had it coming to her.

I know mine usually does.

She's just worried about me and the baby

since we're considering a home birth.

Oh. I'm surprised, given your...

Please don't say my age.

Background. You were a nurse.

Figured you'd be all-in

for giving birth surrounded

by all the medical bells and whistles.

When I got pregnant,

even though it wasn't exactly planned,

- we were really excited.
- Mm.

I had this idea in my head
how it was all gonna go.

Then everything changed.

Became about protocols
and tests and masks.

No visitors at the
hospital or even at home

and I really tried to roll with it.

You know, to adjust.

- But at some point...
- Yeah.

The weight pulls you under.

Yeah, I guess a home birth

was my way of trying to
get back some control.

Mm.

You know, she was the perfect pregnancy.

Barely had any morning sickness.

My mood swung from laughter
to tears of happiness.

- I mean, it was amazing.
- Okay.

- Now I'm just jealous.
- Ah.

But the second pregnancy. Mm.

Total opposite.

I mean, we had been trying
for years to get pregnant again

and when we finally did...

I was afraid that something
was gonna go wrong.

Michael had just lost his father.

I was sick all the time.

It was not a joyous nine months.

But...

when they placed that
little boy on my chest,

it felt the same.

And the leadup to how
we got to that moment,

it didn't matter.

He was as much a miracle to
me as his sister had been,

maybe even a little more,

because it felt like I had
to fight so hard to have him.

I really can't wait to meet her.

There's just a part of me

that wishes I could keep her in here.

You know, till the world
gets better out there.

Or maybe you'll find
the world gets better

once she's in it.

That can't be good.

I'm sorry, I have to call you back.

Whoa.

I think I chopped it off.

Okay.

Carrot chopping and
important conversations

definitely don't go together.

No, they definitely do not.

Okay, okay, okay, good news, good news.

Your finger's still attached.

Wait, okay. Let me just grab some gauze.

Okay. It's all right.

I just stocked this.

Where's all the tape and bandages?

There. All better.

Look.

Hey.

All better, Ms. Pig.

That is definitely your child.

A little doctor.

I don't know if I can handle two of you.

Nia, do you want to help
me fix Mommy's finger?

Yes. We'll make it better, Mommy.

Yes. Good. Grab your tools.

So wait, what important conversation?

Oh, the social worker.

She wants to come see us this weekend.

For what?

Nia's been with us
for almost a year now.

That's usually when

they start to talk about
permanent placement.

Adoption?

Come into my office, Mommy.

Okay.

Okay.

_

_

I see. What's their address?

They're at 3325 Kingston.

The stupid thing has
been blaring all hours

day and night.

Okay, my system shows

several other calls about that address,

but the alarm company
never contacted us.

Someone there must be disarming it.

Well, can you at least file

a noise complaint or something?

It's driving the whole block crazy.

Yeah. Let me see what I can do. Thanks.

Any available patrol unit,

dispatch requesting welfare
check at 3325 Kingston.

Officer. Can I help you?

Mrs. Barber, we've
gotten quite a few reports

about your alarm system
going off recently.

Let me go put in the damn code.

You mind if I take a look
around while you're doing that?

Uh, sure. Don't see why not.

You folks doing some home improvements?

We're trying to declutter.

And the tape?

Social distance practicing.

Record show two
residents at this address.

You mind if I speak with your husband?

Can't.

Sorry, uh, he's away on business.

- May I?
- Oh, yeah.

Well, it says the error's coming

from the downstairs bedroom.

Why don't I go check that out for you?

I've dealt with these things before.

Oh, I'm sure you're super-busy.

I can always try calling
the alarm company again.

Oh, no. I don't mind at all.

Slow news day for my department.

Fine.

Just, uh, don't mind the mess in there.

Everything okay?

Thought I might find something
I wouldn't like in there.

Only if you're a vegetarian like me.

My husband insisted we
stock up on "rations."

Well, you are definitely well-rationed.

Is this a bedroom?

Guess it's really more
of an office, technically.

I think I may have found
what's wrong with your alarm.

- Oh.
- This contact has come loose.

Must be why it keeps triggering.

There.

So tell me. Where is your husband?

- I've got movement.
- What?

He's still alive?

I mean great.

Why don't you start by telling me

how exactly your husband
got behind that wall?

Ex-husband. Or at least soon-to-be.

Filed right before the pandemic.

But then the damn courts closed.

Then you and he were
stuck under one roof?

And he refused to leave.

He decided to start
splitting up our assets.

Or more like seizing them.

Finally, I hit my breaking point.

- I think I can see him.
- I made him a tomb.

- Behind a wall?
- Yes.

Okay, can you give me your hand?

- You got him, Buck?
- Yeah.

- You ready?
- Yeah.

Set and reach.

He's breathing but barely.

Only one side of his chest is rising.

Stab wound probably punctured a lung.

Looks like he lost a ton of blood,

not to mention extreme dehydration.

I'm gonna run two lines wide open.

All right. Let's get him stabilized

and prepped for transport.

We all have a breaking point.

Yours is sending you to
prison. Get her out of here.

Looking good.

Hey, Gordon Ramsay, um...

something I want to talk to you about.

What's wrong? Is the lettuce too big?

No.

Lettuce is looking awesome.

Gonna be a killer salad.

The other day, you
asked me about my friend.

It's a woman.

Oh, a girlfriend.

Kinda.

We've only gone on
a couple dates, but...

hey, it's, uh, someone I like a lot.

Someone I think you might like too.

No!

- Chris...
- No, I won't!

Okay, okay. Let's talk about it.

No!

I'm really mad at you.

- Cocktail?
- Uh, thank you.

Sorry it's taking so
long. Should be ready soon.

Is your date still coming?

That should be her.

I'll grab it.

Sorry I'm late.

Parking is nonexistent around here.

It's all good. Dinner's not ready yet.

Here, let me introduce you to everyone.

Who's everyone?

Taylor, this is Albert and Veronica.

Nice to meet you.

Buck has told me very little about you.

Mm, but I have heard so
much about the two of you,

Albert and Veronica.

Wait, I know you.

You're that reporter, Taylor Kelly.

I watched you all day
during that standoff.

Great coverage. Would
you like a glass of wine?

Oh, why stop at a glass?

Uh, shall we?

When you invited me over,

I thought it was just
gonna be the two of us.

You know, some dinner. Maybe some sex.

Is this even your apartment?

No, but we could still do those things.

Not when you invite me
on a weird double date

with your roommate and a woman

you couldn't even
stomach through dessert.

Dinner's gonna be a few more minutes.

Figured we could do
appetizers while we wait.

How long have you two been dating?

Oh, we're not really dating.

We hang out on more of an...

as-needed basis. Right, Buck?

Taylor and I have known
each other a while.

We actually met at work.

I pulled her out of a
crashed news helicopter.

- Hmm.
- Saved her life.

That is heroic.

Well, that's just a
regular date for Buck.

And we already know how you met Albert.

Buck can't stop talking about it.

Uh, I wouldn't... I wouldn't say that.

Hmm.

I'm actually surprised
you two didn't get along.

Buck can sometimes be
intimidated by strong women.

He needs a good ego
stroke every now and then.

Yeah, I don't do that.
It's not my thing.

You know what?

It's not mine, either.

Ahh.

I'm sorry, guys.

I just remembered I
have a story to prep for.

It was nice meeting you.

Uh... um... uh...

Taylor, Taylor! Wait up, wait up! Hey!

Look, it... it's not what you think.

Oh, that you didn't
really want to see me?

You just needed them to see you with me?

God, you're so needy.

You just can't stand the idea
of someone not liking you.

Not, that's...

I mean, hey, come on. I'm very likable.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, okay?

Albert invited me over

and I knew it was
gonna be super-awkward

and I didn't want to
sit through that alone.

So I phoned a friend.

Oh, I wish that were true.

Because I could really
use a friend these days.

But if this is how
you treat your friends,

you know, maybe the
problem isn't Albert.

Maybe it's you.

He wouldn't even talk about it?

Total meltdown.

I'm letting him cool off before
I try and talk to him again.

Maybe this is all too fast.

What do you mean? Us?

Christopher's been through so much.

I don't want to cause him any more pain.

If we need to take a
break, I'll understand.

- I...
- Hold on, hold on.

He and I can figure this out.

In the meantime,

I don't want you going anywhere.

You got that?

I got it.

I'll, uh...

I'll talk to you later, okay?

Okay.

Christopher.

Christopher?

Christopher.

Look, buddy. I know you're mad.

Christopher.

Christopher?

Christopher!

Christopher!

Christopher?

Buck, you gotta help me.

- Christopher...
- Is here.

He used your phone to call an Uber.

All right, I'll be
over there in a second.

Yeah, all right.

So...

I heard about you
blowing up at your dad.

I don't want to talk about it.

Well, you're here, so we
gotta talk about something.

Come on, look.

You were there for me
when I needed to talk

so now I want to be here for you.

It's what friends do.

Dad's dating.

Yeah, that's gotta
be weird for you, huh?

And maybe it feels like
he's forgetting your mom,

but Chris, I promise you...

I wish I could forget.

Uh, what?

People go away. Not just Mom.

Abuelita, Carla, my friends.

They leave and then I miss them.

I don't want to miss anyone else.

Yeah, um...

yeah, people go away...

and it's sad and it hurts.

But, you know, not
everyone goes away forever.

Sometimes they come back,
and as much as we miss them,

that's how happy we
are to see them again.

Your grandma, your friends, Carla.

You're gonna see them all again.

- Do you promise?
- I do.

And until that happens,
you still got me.

'Cause I'm not going anywhere.

Aw.

- Hey, Buck?
- Yeah, Buddy?

You're a good friend.

Yeah.

Sometimes.

Oh, hey, you're up.

Can you help me move this table?

I feel like we should
use the dining room

because the bedroom's
gonna be harder to clean.

I can't.

Oh, you're right. You know what?

Wake up, have some
coffee. This can wait.

No, I mean I can't do it, this...

having the baby here.

I know you feel like you need this

and I want you to have what you need,

but I need something too.

Okay.

I need you not to die.

- I am not gonna die.
- You don't know that.

13 minutes, Maddie.

The nearest firehouse
is 4 1/2 minutes away.

And then it's into the building
and up to the third floor.

Even if they just load and go,

it's another five
minutes into the ambulance

and three to the nearest hospital.

You timed it.

Do you know what can
go wrong in 13 minutes?

Because I do. I see it every day.

We lose people in transit.

But I can carry that
because that's the job.

But if something was to happen
to you or her on my watch,

I can't carry, that, Maddie.

That will be the thing
that breaks me, so please...

- It's okay.
- No, it's not.

It's okay 'cause I'm
not gonna do that to you.

I love you.

I'm not gonna put you through that.

I love you and this little girl.

And okay, so if the first
time that we see her is...

in a delivery room or a parking lot...

It's gonna be the best day of my life.

- Our lives.
- Exactly.

Thank you.

Yes, Jim.

It's a scene we hoped to not
to see here in the Southland.

Hey, Taylor. It's Buck.

I was really hoping at some point

you might stop ducking my calls.

I think she's a little busy right now.

Earlier today, we spoke
with a hospital official

who talked about the
very real possibility

of having to ration care.

As I spoke with her, she started to...

She...

Oh, no.

She's...

But as you can see,

everyone is still working, still trying,

hoping the tide is going to finally turn

in a better direction.

Back to you.

We're clear.

You okay?

- Fine, thanks.
- You sure?

Yeah, uh...

Maybe you can find out
what's happening over there.

I'm just gonna check my phone.

Taylor.

Hey, hey, listen. I just...
I wanted to apologize.

I don't need an apology, Buckley,

I need a miracle.

Thanks for coming. I didn't
know who else to call.

Buck said the hospital freezer broke.

- When?
- Last night.

They have a data logger that shows 'em

what time it happened,
but nobody noticed

- until, like, 15 minutes ago.
- How many vaccines were inside?

Almost 1,000 vials.

They're calling around trying
to get people to come in,

but there's still 600 doses

that have been thawed all morning.

- How much time do we have?
- Two hours.

Okay.

Let's hit it.

All right, here you go.

Hey, Eddie, I need
you to take a station.

Command says they can't
spare any more paramedics.

Yeah, just tell me what to do.

All right, that's ready to go.

I'm heading to the
nursing home on Fifth.

I'm going to the clinic on Adams.

I'll see you back here after.

Just a little pinch.

All done.

You good? All right.

Yes!

All right, you sure
you're ready for this?

Been waiting for months.

Thanks, Jim. Back to you.

And we're clear.

Distributed them all.

Not a single dose is gonna go to waste.

Thank God.

I really needed a feel-good story today.

I mean, standing out here
documenting everyone's tragedy?

Not being able to do
anything? It's been hard.

Well, today, you did something.

Something really good.

I made a phone call.

I called you looking for a miracle

and you gave me one.

Even after I said terrible things.

Why?

'Cause that's how you treat a friend.

Thank you.

Hey, Christopher.

Hey.

I love you.

- Ditto.
- Yeah?

Look. I'll just keep it right there.

It's so cute.

Uh, hey. You're home early.

I, uh, broke up with Veronica.

She did not approve of my friends.

Thai food?

So you're glad to see Ana.

- Yeah, but, Dad.
- What?

She's a really hard grader.

Maybe she'll grade me on a curve.

CHRISTOPHER Ana, I have popcorn!

Karen!

You'll never believe what I found

at the hospital gift store.

Oh.

Deidra, hi.

Hi.

I'm sorry, I completely
forgot that you were coming.

Work has just...

Is something wrong?

As you know,

our office has been working
with Nia's birth mother

helping her prepare for reunification.

She's been doing well,
meeting all the requirements

and we think it's time to
start the reunification process.

What are you talking about?

We have to give Nia back.

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