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(Tommy panting)

DISPATCHER: Ma'am, do you know
how long he's been like this?

Come on, baby. (Sniffles)
Come on, Charles.

Ma'am?

No. I just got home.

- Come on, baby, please.
- Do you know what he was doing

before he lost consciousness?

- Come on, Charles.
- Ma'am, do you know if he fell?

Are there any visible
injuries that you can see?

(panting)

Ma'am, is there anything
else you can tell me?

♪

Ma'am?

Ma'am, are you still there?

- I'm here.
- Paramedics will be with you - within six minutes.

No need to hurry.

Uh, I'm sorry?

No pulse.

Cool to the touch.

Rigor has started to set in.

Patient is beyond resuscitation.

A'am, let's let the paramedicsM
make that determination.

I am a paramedic.
Captain Vega, 126.

Oh, I'm sorry, Captain.

Tell the responders
no lights, no sirens.

I don't want to wake my kids.

♪

(insects trilling)

(exhales)

(sniffles)

(exhales)

♪

(exhales)

(knocking on door)

Three bedrooms,
two-and-a-half baths.

The kitchen's
recently been updated

with top-of-the-line appliances
and beautiful hardwood floors.

CHARLES: Is that a
slide-in dual-range?

REALTOR: I'm not sure. I
can find that out for you.

No, it is.

- It's a slide-in dual-range.
- REALTOR: And you can tell

that the entire house
gets amazing light.

There's a Blue Ribbon
elementary school

within walking distance,
and the backyard

- just a smidge under a half-acre.
- You hear that, T?

I always wanted a backyard just
a smidge under a half-acre.

- (chuckles)
- I hope you're ready

to give up half your
Saturdays mowing it.

REALTOR: Why don't I just

let you two look around?

(sighs) The lady was right.

This place gets amazing light.

Yeah, it really does.

I have to admit, I love it.

Don't you love it?

You don't love it.

We can't afford this.

Yes, we can.

You're on the fast
track to captain.

The restaurant is
finally in the black.

We can do this.

W-What are we gonna do
with three bedrooms?

Fill them.

And what if we never can?

We will.

And if we can't,

I was thinking
that we could turn

one of the rooms into a lounge

- with craft beer taps.
- No.

And-and we could
turn the other one

into Austin's biggest
walk-in closet.

Oh, well, that I can get behind.

- Mm.
- (laughs)

Look around.

What do you see?

I see an overpriced,
very sweet house.

(whispers): I see the future.

(quiet radio chatter)

Please take him
to St. Raymond's.

I called ahead. Dr. Mary
Roberts will do the postmortem.

All right.

Was your husband on any
prescription medication, ma'am?

Do you know anyone in
their 50s who isn't?

No. Nothing that would
account for this.

And no history of heart
disease or asthma or epilepsy.

Any opioid use or other
controlled substances

- you were aware of?
- No. Absolutely not.

All right.

Call if you think
of anything else.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

(engine starts)

(tires screech)

(exhales)

(insects trilling)

(insect trilling)

- (birds chirping)
- (sprinkler rattling)

(sizzling)

(door opens)

Buenos días, mis niñas.

Hi, Mom. Where's Dad?

Oh, he couldn't be
here this morning,

so I get to cook for you.

EVIE: Was that the car I heard
last night in the driveway?

Him leaving?

That's right.

ISABELLA: Did you
and Dad have a fight?

- No.
- But if he's not here,

who's going to take
us to school, then?

I am.

So dig in, because
we're not gonna have

a whole lot of time
to get ready, okay?

Why are you acting weird?

Am I?

Okay, listen, um

there's something I
have to tell you girls.

There was an
accident last night.

ISABELLA: What happened?

There was a fire, in the
place where Mommy works.

So...

Mommy doesn't have to
go to work for a while.

EVIE: Yes!

Don't cheer for a fire.

I'm not cheering for a fire.

(fading): I'm cheering
because Mom can go

to the zoo with us on Friday.

ISABELLA: No, Dad said we're
going after school on Thursday...

- JUDD: Hey, babe.
- Hey, hey.

How was PT?

Uh, it was really good.

Nurse said my hip
flexion's almost up to 120.

- What... That's my girl.
- Mm-hmm.

Look at you with
your readers on.

- (chuckles)
- What you working so hard on?

So I thought I'd make a-a
first pass at our registry.

- Oh, really?
- Mm-hmm.

- Well, that's sweet. Let's see.
- Come check this out.

- GRACE: Mm-hmm.
- So I itemized it according to by category, right?

So you got, like, feeding,
clothing, sleepwear, travel.

GRACE: Oh, my goodness, Judd.
Look... What is... (sighs)

This is all really good,
sweetheart, but I don't think

the baby's gonna have use
for cowboy boots just yet.

- (laughs)
- Why not?

Well, babies can't
walk, Judd, for one.

So they don't need shoes,
much less cowboy boots.

Think about how
adorable she'll look

with-with the
little matching hat.

So you think it's
gonna be a she?

- I got a feeling.
- (phone ringing)

Hey, T. What's going on?

Hey, Gracie, uh, look, I'm-I'm
sorry to call so last-minute,

but do you think you can pick
up the girls at school today?

And maybe spend a few hours
with them this afternoon?

- Yeah, of course.
- Yeah, we're always looking

for a little hang time
with our goddaughters.

- You guys are amazing.
- Tommy, is everything okay?

Oh, yeah. Something came up

that I have to take care of.

- Look, I'll-I'll call you later.
- Okay.

Crew, is it just me or did she
seem like something was wrong?

- Yeah. That was weird.
- Yeah.

Captain Vega.

I hear there is a case you
wanted me to take a look at.

Yes, and-and I'm
sorry, Dr. Roberts.

I didn't realize it
was your day off.

Not a problem. Looks
like it's yours, too.

I'm looking to get some answers.

For the family?

That's right.

All right.

- (unzipping bag)
- Uh...

50-year-old African
American male.

Patient was unresponsive
when you arrived on scene.

Signs of rigor.

Lividity...

At first I thought...
sudden stroke.

But there were no indicators.

Most likely an aneurysm.

You can see from his
medical history, he

was healthy.

And if there had
been a chronic issue,

I'm fairly certain I
would have spotted it.

This is your husband?

Yes.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

We have

two very precocious
little girls at home.

They're gonna have questions.

I understand.

Captain Vega, is there
someone you can call?

I called you.

I'm gonna get you
your answers, Captain.

Captain Vega, I don't think

you should be here
while I do this.

(door opens, closes)

(elevator bell dings)

CHARLES: This isn't the
end of the world, T.

This is just a setback.

Not a setback.
The third setback.

You know what they
say in boxing.

You get knocked
down three times?

It's over, you're done. TKO.

Well, lucky for us,
this isn't boxing.

No, 'cause boxing
is less painful.

I'd like to see how
Mike Tyson holds up

to IVF treatments.

(crying)

God, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- I'm frustrated.
- I know.

And I'm jacked up on hormones.

- I know that, too.
- And-and I'm tired, Charles.

I'm tired

of being poked and prodded

and feeling like a failure.

We don't have to
do it like this.

In fact, we don't have
to do this at all. We...

We can just carry on
being deliriously happy.

Just you and me.

- I mean it.
- I know.

I know you do. I know,
and I love you for it.

But I just... I want to have
a baby with you, husband.

But there are other options.

No, I'm... I'm... (sniffles)

I'm not ready to give up yet.

Not just yet.

Okay.

So what do you want to do?

You want to have sex?

Oh, uh... why didn't we
think of that before?

- I know, right?
- Do you want

- to try it in the back seat of the car?
- Oh.

My father always said
that's the surest way

to get a girl pregnant, huh?

What would I do without you?

You're never gonna have
to find out. Never.

(exhales)

(sniffles)

(sighs)

OWEN: Captain Vega?

(sighs) Captain Strand.

Are you okay?

Are you experiencing any...

I don't know... complications
from the fire last night?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
This is just a checkup

- for my cancer surgery today.
- Oh.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I, um...

I have a relative who's
getting a procedure downstairs.

Oh. Hope it's not too serious.

Routine.

Well, I'm around if
you need anything.

Oh, heard they make a mean
tapioca in the commissary.

Oh, I'll pass, but
I appreciate it.

- (door opens)
- JUDD: Hey, hey.

- We're home.
- GRACE: There they go.

Hey, girls. Come
give godmama a hug.

Mwah. Mwah. Y'all look so cute.

- Ms. Grace?
- Mm-hmm.

Can we play video
games? Mr. Judd said

we can play video games.

No, I said after your homework.

That's right. Listen, head
to the bathroom and wash up.

We're gonna fix you guys
something to drink, okay?

GIRLS: Okay.

- Mm-hmm.
- (sighs)

(Judd chuckles)

Listen, did they
give you any idea

about what's going
on with Tommy?

No. They said that
Charles was gone

when they woke up this morning.

- Gone? Gone where?
- I don't know.

Evie mentioned she
thought she heard

a car pulling out of
the driveway last night.

In the middle of
the night, Judd?

- That's what she said.
- Okay.

You don't think Tommy and
Charles are fighting, do you?

They're not really the
type, but I don't know.

Everybody does it, you know?

- I texted Charles.
- And?

Nothing.

(exhales)

You mind if I sit here? I...

I mean, I can put
this on if you want.

No, no, don't worry about that.

Whole reason I came out here was
so I didn't have to wear one.

(sighs)

I'm fully vaccinated,

for whatever that's worth.

Me, too.

You know, I was
just thinking about

what am I gonna do with all
these once this is all over?

Maybe I'll make a
really ugly quilt,

which I could do, by the way.

Because I learned how to
sew during the pandemic.

And bake my own bread.

Maybe too well, actually.

It's so funny. I...

I never really worried
about the apocalypse at all.

I actually enjoyed it.

So it's kind of fitting,

now that the world's
all coming back,

that my world...

My world's falling apart.

I'm sorry to hear that.

(sniffles) You know, they
want me to say goodbye.

I can't say goodbye. I c...

I'm sorry.

Oh, don't be.

Uh, my name's Tommy.

Uh, George.

Who are you here for, George?

My son.

My boy, Ethan, he's...
(sniffles, clears throat)

He's in the ICU, and, uh,

it's not the first time he's...

Ethan's had seizures,

uh, his whole life,
since he was little.

- (sighs)
- That's rough.

(sniffles)

You know, this time, it was...

This time, it was
just really bad.

He had a seizure that (sniffles)

That just wouldn't stop.

It's like a cascade of seizures
is what the doctors think.

Status epilepticus.

I'm a paramedic.

Ah.

And he was alone, which is...

I mean, he has roommates,
but they weren't home,

and they found him
in the bathroom.

(sniffles, clears throat)

My son has been in a
coma for two weeks.

And now, the doctors are
saying that, you know,

he's just not gonna wake up.

I'm so sorry.

And today, they wanted to
put him on, uh, they call it

"a terminal wean," which, like,

in doctor speak is, like,
uh, you know, unplugging him.

And worst part... I haven't
been up there once, at all.

I just, I...

I can't. I just...

Every time I try and find the
courage to go up there, I...

I'm just... I'm terrified

at what will happen
if I walk in there.

It'll become real.

Yeah.

If I loved my son, I would
be up there right now.

But I'm a coward.

I'm just gonna let
this moment pass,

just like every other important
moment in my life, and,

and I'm gonna regret it.

I know I'm gonna regret it.

I don't know what to
do, okay? (panting)

I don't know what to do.

Well, you're here.

Just go upstairs, see your son.

No, I can't.

I really can't. I mean, I'm...

I think I'm gonna
pass out before I get

- to the door if I do that. I...
- Well, then it's a good thing

that you sat next to
a paramedic, isn't it?

Come on.

I'll walk you up there.

(laughs, sniffles)

(indistinct P.A. announcement)

How you feeling, George?

Like my feet are
cemented to the floor.

Well, just a... just
a few more feet and...

Do you want me to
go in with you?

Uh, no, no, no.

Uh, you-you should go, but, uh,

but thank you for
getting me here.

(door opens)

- George. What the hell are you doing here?
- I think you know

exactly what I'm doing here.
He's my son, too, Clara.

You are not allowed
to be here today.

- You're gonna get yourself arrested!
- Yeah, well,

I'm pretty sure that's true.

- George, you need to go.
- I need to go? Uh, no.

You need to go.

- You all need to go! Everybody out!
- George.

Have you lost your mind?

I'm not gonna let
you kill our son.

We're not killing him!
We're letting him go.

- Move!
- And what if I don't?

George, you don't
want to do this.

You were always so
ready to give up on him.

It's not Ethan I gave
up on, George. It's you.

Ma'am, it might be a good idea

if-if y'all just stepped out

and-and let George have
a moment with his son.

And who the hell are you?

TOMMY: I'm just somebody

who doesn't want
anyone to get hurt.

Okay? Safest move for
everyone in this room

and this hospital

if you just go
outside. Just for now.

She's right. Clara, come on.

- Come on.
- GEORGE: Where you going?

- CLARA: Going to say goodbye to my son.
- Wait.

Goodbye, my precious boy.

I love you so much.

(kisses)

I will always hate you for this.

- George...
- I told you

to leave. What's-what's
going on with the machines?

Are they on? Turn them
back on right now.

- Turn them on!
- George, just let her walk out of here,

okay? I can handle
the ventilator.

Okay, just go. You, go.

Ethan.

Ethan, it's Dad. I'm here now.

Everything's gonna be just fine.

Is it?

How long do you
think you'll be able

to hold off the
police with a toy gun?

Yeah.

We walked through the
metal detectors together.

- I didn't want anyone to get hurt.
- TOMMY: Right.

- (ventilator beeps, whirring)
- Let's hope that works out.

JACOBS: Okay, one last pinch.

How's it look?

Looks great.

The incision is
well-approximated,

which means that it's closing
nicely. There's no sign

of swelling. No
infection, no redness.

You know, other than
these patches here,

which I don't believe are mine.

You know,

if, uh, I didn't know better,

I'd say they look a
little like burns.

Any idea where they came from?

- I-I plead the fifth.
- Oh.

I thought I told you
not to go back to work

till at least four
weeks after the surgery.

- I didn't go back to work.
- Oh.

So you just do this sort
of thing recreationally?

You know what, no. Mm-mm.

I do not want to know.

(chuckles)

You clearly lead a very
exciting life, Owen.

Sometimes a little too exciting.

(chuckles)

You know what?

Actually, I would like to know.

Really? Well, it's a...

- It's a kind of long, complicated story.
- Okay.

Well, no worries.

But I'd love to tell it to you.

Maybe over a coffee?

I'm sorry. The...
You're a doctor.

You probably can't go to
coffee with a patient.

Hmm. Well,

the good news is you are
no longer my patient, so...

Why don't you call me Barbara?

(intercom beeps) - MAN: Paging
Dr. White - and Dr. Violet.

Dr. White and Dr. Violet

to the ICU immediately.

Oh, wow.

- Okay.
- What's that?

Uh, "Dr. White" is code

for the staff to
evacuate the hospital.

Wh-What's a code violet?

A hostage situation.
We need to go.

(siren wailing)

TYLER: Let's go, let's go.

Gather it in. Let's go!

Bring it right here in
the middle, everybody.

We have a potential
shooter in the ICU unit.

If this guy wants
to get out of here,

he's gonna have to
come through us.

- (monitor beeping steadily)
- Ethan.

Hey, Big E.

I know you can hear me.

You got to hurry back, buddy.

(phone buzzing)

Owen.

OWEN: Hey. Are you still here?

TOMMY: In the hospital? Yes.

OWEN: There's an alert.
They're evacuating

everybody below the
ICU. There's a gunman.

Yes, I'm-I'm aware.

- I'm looking right at him.
- What?

I'm fine, Owen. It's a toy gun.

- How do you know that?
- Just trust me.

The guy's a little
off his rocker,

but he's harmless. He's just

a distraught dad
that doesn't want

the hospital to take his son

- off life support.
- Well, I can promise you

the SWAT team won't
be using toy guns.

Which is why I need you
to buy me some time.

- For what?
- I think I can talk him down.

- Tommy...
- I walked him in.

I can walk him out.

What do you mean,
you walked him in?

Nobody has to get
hurt today, Owen.

Please.

Just a little more time.

I'll see what I can do.

- TOMMY: George.
- Yeah.

We don't have long,

so I really need
you to listen to me.

- You have to surrender now.
- No.

I can't do that. I can't.
Ethan is counting on me.

They come through that door,
they're gonna kill him. No.

You said you didn't want
anyone getting hurt today.

If you don't
surrender right now,

people are gonna get
hurt, starting with you.

I don't care about me.
You're right. You need to go.

Thank you for giving
my son a chance.

George,

your boy has been in
a vegetative state

for two weeks.

Okay? The odds are that
he's not coming out of it.

Especially not in
the next few minutes.

When Ethan was 13,

he went over to a friend's
house after school to play.

And they decided to go
swimming. We had no idea.

Clara and I didn't even
know they had a pool.

And Ethan had a seizure,

and all the air came out
of his lungs, and he sank

to the bottom. Took his friends
five minutes to pull him out.

It's a miracle he
didn't drown himself.

The doctor said,

"He's probably not
gonna wake up."

And even if he did, he
wouldn't be the same.

And guess what? The next day,

he came out of it.

My son's a fighter.

That's an incredible story.

But 12 hours,

it's a lot different
from two weeks.

What would you do?

Hmm?

If this was your loved
one, what would you do

to give them just
even a minute more

for a chance at a miracle?

Anything.

- (George sniffles)
- Anything.

(siren wailing) - TYLER: Make
sure - the first two floors

are cleared, the
stairwells secured.

- MAN: Let's go. Move, move.
- TYLER: Radio Echo Team.

Have them put shooters
on every rooftop

with a clear line of sight to
the south side of this building.

Officer, all civilians

have to be on the other
side of the barricades.

I'm not a civilian. I'm
Captain Owen Strand, Austin FD.

I have some information
on your suspect.

- TYLER: Lieutenant Jeff Tyler.
- A colleague of mine,

Paramedic Captain
Tommy Vega, called me.

She is inside with
him right now.

- She's a hostage?
- No, no. He's not holding her.

And she says he's
armed with a toy gun.

But that's not something
that I can assume to be true.

I understand that.

She's asking for some time
to get him to surrender.

- The man commandeered an ICU.
- I know

you don't know me,
but I do know her.

Captain Vega is
asking for some time.

I think we should
give it to her.

(phone buzzing)

Owen.

Hey. I spoke to SWAT
Commander Tyler.

He's agreed to
stand his team down.

You have ten minutes to try
to get that guy out of there.

You do get results.

I do what I can.

Nd please pass my thanks
alongA to the lieutenant.

But things have changed here.

We're not coming
out of this room.

Sorry.

JUDD: Did you put in a cheat
code while I wasn't looking?

EVIE: No. I don't cheat.

Well, you must be
a black belt, then.

- But either way, it ain't fair.
- "Ain't" is not a word, Mr. Judd.

Our mom says we shouldn't whine.

- Well...
- GRACE: They got your number, Judd.

JUDD: Why don't you
guys take each other on

- if you're so tough.
- (phone ringing)

Hey. What's going on?

- Have you talked to Tommy today?
- Yeah. Actually,

uh, Grace and I are watching
the girls right now.

- Why? It's Cap.
- She said that she was here

because she had a relative

who was getting some
sort of procedure done?

- Wait, where-where's here?
- St. Raymond's. Look,

what relatives of her
live here in town?

It's just her and Charles.
I mean, that-that's why

we're babysitting the girls now.

- What's going on, Owen?
- I don't know.

But something's
not right with her.

Otherwise, I doubt
she'd be in the middle

of a police standoff right now.

A what now?

Yeah. And I talked to
her 20 minutes ago.

Now she's not
picking up my calls.

Whatever you do, stay
away from this window.

What, you mean they'd
actually, uh...

I mean, w-without even
talking to us first?

Well, we're playing
for keeps now.

They'll be here soon.

So let's barricade the door.

There's no point. When
they come, they come.

So what else we can do?

Pray.

(phone buzzing)

- (line beeps)
- (sighs)

She's not picking
up for me, either.

I mean, this don't
make no sense.

You know? And what
the hell relative

is she visiting at
the hospital anyway?

GRACE: You know what?
It's like you said.

Tommy has one relative
that's in town that is not

in this room right now.

- Gotcha.
- Nuh-uh.

Charles.

What if the car that Evie heard
in the driveway last night...

What if it was an ambulance?

- (phone rings)
- BREE: Austin Emergency.

- This is Bree.
- GRACE: Hey, Bree.

- This is Grace.
- Grace. What can I do for you?

Uh, listen, I have a bit

of a strange request.

Could you tell me
if any 911 calls

came in last night

from a residence?

5674 Merriman Drive?

Yep. Looks like one
did come in from there.

3:18 a.m.

Bree, I need you to
play it for me, please.

- Yep.
- DISPATCHER: 911. What's your emergency?

TOMMY: I'm at 5674
Merriman Drive.

I have a nonresponsive
50-year-old male.

No pulse. No reaction
to sternal rub.

I need cardiac life
support here now.

DISPATCHER: Help is on the
way, ma'am. Can you tell me

- if he's breathing?
- TOMMY: No.

His airways are clear,
but no respiration.

(sniffles) Starting
compressions.

Come on, Charles. Please.

Please, come on. Come
on, Charles. Come on.

DISPATCHER: Paramedics
will be with you

within six minutes.

TOMMY: No need to hurry.

- DISPATCHER: I'm sorry?
- TOMMY: No pulse.

Cool to the touch.

- (mouths)
- Rigor has started to set in.

- Atient is beyond resuscitation.
- P.

Tell the responders
no lights, no sirens.

I don't want to wake my kids.

Breach on me. Three.

Two. One.

OWEN: Stop! Stop.

Don't go in there yet. I
know what's wrong with her.

With-with Tommy. And
I think I can get them

to come out peacefully, but
I've got to talk to her alone.

TYLER: Look, you go in there,

and I can't protect you.

- OWEN: I'll take my chances.
- You have two minutes.

(knocking)

Tommy, it's Owen.

I'm alone, and I'm coming in.

(monitor beeping steadily)

Hey.

You shouldn't be here, Owen.

None of us should be here.

But we're here.

- Who is this?
- My name is Owen,

and I'm very sorry for
what you're going through.

I-I really, really am.

But I've come to save my friend.

I'm fine.

You are not fine.

Nothing about this is fine.

It's brave.

It's noble.

And I understand it.

You want this man to
be able to experience

the miracle you didn't get to.

What's he talking about?

Her husband died.

This morning.

Last night.

OWEN: Last night.

And you weren't there.

(whispers): I wasn't there.

I am so sorry.

Oh, my God.

OWEN: Tommy, you have to walk
out of this room with me.

You should, too.

But you absolutely have to.

There is a lot of firepower
pointed at this room.

Your little girls have
already lost a parent.

Don't let 'em lose another one.

Say goodbye.

(sniffles)

What?

Say goodbye to your son.

And we're gonna walk
out of here together.

(scoffs)

No. You're not going with him.

That's not what he'd want.

I don't want to
say good-goodbye.

(sniffles) Hey.

It's a gift.

(George sobs)

(sobs, sniffles)

(exhales, sniffles) Eth-Ethan.

Ethan, Daddy's here.

I'm so sorry.

I hope you can forgive me.

You are my best friend.

(sniffles)

The greatest joy in my life.

(sniffles, shudders)

(kisses)

(shudders, sniffles)

(whispers): I'll see you again.

One day, I'll see you again.

(cries)

I love you so much.

(cries, sniffles)

Huh?

He's

holding my... He just
squeezed my hand. (Shuddering)

(stammers)

(sniffles) You're
sure it's not a spasm?

Yes. He's squeezing
my hand. Look at this.

Feel it. He did it again.

- (sniffles, exhales)
- TOMMY: Ethan.

Ethan, if you can hear me,

squeeze my hand.

(laughing, sniffling)

- GEORGE: He's...
- TOMMY: He's in there.

- Yeah.
- (chuckling)

Did you see that?

- Yeah.
- (George sniffles)

(sniffles) Oh.

Hey.

(breathing heavily) Hi.

Hi, son.

(George laughs)

♪ I hear the sound ♪

♪ Echoes beneath ♪

♪ Angels and skylines meet ♪

♪ I feel the pages turning ♪

♪ I see the candle
burning down ♪

♪ Before my eyes ♪

♪ Before my wild eyes ♪

♪ I feel you holding me ♪

♪ Tighter, I cannot see ♪

♪ When will we finally ♪

♪ Breathe... ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe... ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪

♪ Breathe... ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe... ♪

♪ Breathe. ♪

ROBERTS: Your intuition was
right. It was an aneurysm.

I found the rupture in
the subarachnoid space

between the brain and the skull.

There'd have been no
warnings, no indicators.

It's the kind of thing you
might find by accident.

So there's nothing
we could have done.

No.

Would it have been painful?

It would have happened fast.

I'll give you a minute.

Thank you.

♪

(inhales, exhales)

- (Tommy panting, groaning)
- CHARLES: Just squeeze my hand, - baby.

I know it hurts, but
just take all that pain

and you squeeze it
right into my hand.

- It's just you and me.
- (groans)

God, I can't believe I let you
talk me out of the epidural.

Babe, do you remember
when I told you

- one day that this miracle would happen?
- Uh-huh.

- Today is that day.
- (panting)

So you squeeze my hand and
you push through, Tommy Vega.

- Squeeze.
- (grunting, groaning loudly)

(baby crying)

(grunts, laughing)

♪

- Gold head and body but then black wings.
- Mm.

- (knocking)
- That's cool.

(whispers): I got it.

I know what I'm
trying to do with it.

- (exhales)
- Hey, friend.

Hey, Gracie.

(sniffles)

(exhales)

- Hey.
- Hi, Mom.

- Hey, babies. Come on.
- (claps hands)

Let's, uh, pack stuff
up. It's time to go.

ISABELLA: Oh, but we
aren't done coloring.

JUDD: Hey, so how 'bout this?

What if I just save that page

and we'll do it next time?

- ISABELLA: Mm-hmm.
- Yeah?

Can't we just have a sleepover?

Please?

TOMMY: No. No,
sweetheart. Not tonight.

But we-we can stop on the
way home for some ice cream.

Can I have a waffle cone?

Absolutely.

Is Daddy gonna meet us there?

TOMMY: No. No, it's just
gonna be the three of us.

Don't forget to thank Ms. Gracie
and Mr. Judd for watching y'all.

Thank you.

- JUDD: Y'all be good.
- Thank you.

JUDD: Be good to your mama.

There you go. (Sniffles)

All right. Thank you both for,
uh, everything you did today.

I really appreciate... I-I don't
know what I would have done

- without you.
- It you need anything,

T, we're-we're here for you.

I know, Juddy. I know.
I appreciate that.

Y'all drive safe.

'Kay, good night.

- Good night.
- (door closes)

- (crying)
- (engine starts)

- Come here, sweetie. Come on.
- ♪

It'll be okay.

(crying)

(whispers): I know.

I know. I know.

(dripping sounds)

BETH: What is that, a meteorite?

OWEN: That's a reminder.
It's from the South Tower.

The heat was so intense,
it melted metal.

The guys from this
house went in anyway.

(lively music
playing in distance)

(chuckling)

PAUL (chuckles): Hey!

Cap, what are you doing here?

Well, I came here to
survey the damage.

But it looks like you
guys came here to do some.

Yeah, we never miss a 126 hang.

Come rain, shine or
diabolical acts of arson.

They're usually at Carlos' and
TK's place, but, as you know,

that's kinda burnt
to the ground.

Unlike this place,
which is merely toasted.

NANCY: Guys, good news.

The foosball table made
it out mostly unscathed.

There's, like, two little
burnt dudes on each team.

So who wants some?

Marj, you want to go doubles?

Only if I'm on attack.

TK: Hey, Dad. (Exhales)

Where were you today all day?

I'll tell you later.

Hey. Carlos.

Why don't you hand me a beer?

Absolutely.

- (Marjan laughs)
- MATEO: Oh!

And that's why you
got to march up, kids.

- Now, that is so cheap.
- MATEO: You're the one who dropped the ball.

PAUL: Keep talking,
I'm-a drop you...

(overlapping teasing)

♪

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