All language subtitles for Station 19 5x08 - All I Want for Christmas Is You (English)

? Silent night ?

? Holy night ?

? All is calm ?

? All is bright ?

? Round yon virgin ?

- Oh, um... I'm sorry.
- Hey.

- Hey, man. Oh, sorry.
- Gibson.

Sorry.

He's three sheets to the wind.

You're drunk, Gibson?

I was not supposed
to be out today, so...

Eh, I dragged him out.

I thought he needed some air

and the smell of pine trees.

Yeah, yeah. Same. I mean, I
You know, look, we usually

do our tree shopping as a family,

but the boys have homework,
and I just really needed a walk.

Um, I'm gonna go check
out those Balsam Firs.

- Was that Pru?
- No.

No, but she really looks
like her, though,

- doesn't she?
- Wow, that's pretty.

The Millers, are they...

Oh, they are officially
contesting the will, yeah.

They've let us see Pru,

like, maybe twice in
the last three weeks.

I hate everything now.

I didn't think it was possible

to hate Christmas trees,

but I hate those now, too.

Do I need to worry about you, Gibson?

You gonna stop drinking

in time for shift tomorrow?

No... Eh, you don't, and I am,

because Marsha confiscated my whiskey.

? Christ the savior is born... ?

I always...

- You never used them as a kid?
- Yeah.

- Open pipes?
- Yeah.

- Are they safe?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, cookies.

I always wanted a GI Joe set.

- Keep it.
- Keep it?

It's for Toys for Tots.

I'm not stealing toys
from needy children.

- Come on.
- Something smells good.

That's Carina's baking.

Nonna's recipe.

She just told me

to steal toys from Toys for Tots.

I'm getting you a toy
army guy for Christmas.

You know, you can't leave

your divorce papers
in the freezer forever.

? From now on, our troubles... ?

There's no rule that says that.

? ... of sight ?

Try.

What am I supposed to do?

I don't know.

Mmm.

That is so good.

- Yeah.
- We'll give her a cookie.

- Mmm.
- Yeah.

Mnh-mnh. Mm. Nope.

I can't wait anymore. I have
to give it to you now.

Um, I think we were getting there.

No. Your Christmas present.

You'll get the other thing
after. Don't worry.

Oh. Oh, that reminds me.

Uh, I invited my mom

to stay with us for Christmas.

Ignoring that.

? Here we are as in olden days ?

- What...
- Okay.

- Where did you even hide that?
- In Vic's room.

Alright.

- You ready?
- Yeah.

Okay, cool.

Merry Christmas.

It... It might need

some highlights around the eyes still,

a little bit, but...

Do you hate it?

- No.
- No?

I-I love it.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- I can't believe it.
- Yeah.

You painted me.

Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, it's not too cheesy?

I just... I thought you looked so...

Uh-huh. Okay, thank you,
thank you, Dr. Altman.

- I'm good to go!
- Oh! Yeah?

They cleared you?

- Yeah, I'm coming back to work.
- Yes!

Oh, wow. That seems kinda soon.

Oh, she said another week
if I wasn't feeling good,

but I am, so I'm cleared,
and sweet baby Jesus.

Look at this painting.

? ... a merry little Christmas ?

? Now ?

I'm telling you, it was like

the most romantic gesture
anyone's ever done.

- And you hate it.
- I don't hate it. It's just...

It's too much.

- It was... It was a lot.
- It was too much.

It's too much.

Is everything good with Theo?

Feels like I haven't
seen him in a while.

Oh. Uh, yeah.

He was just doing laundry last night.

Cool.

Morning.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Ruiz.

You subbing?

You didn't tell me
you were subbing today.

You didn't tell me
you were cleared for work.

Yeah.

What's going on, Vic?

I-I don't get it.

I...

My... My friend died, Theo.

That's what's going on.

Hey, can we... are... are we...

Vic, I-I don't know what's going on.

Look, I just... Can we just work?

- Because I really... I'm excited to be at work.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Can we?

Yeah, okay. Let's... Let's work.

Okay.

Line up, please!

Come on, line up!

We have a familiar face with us today.

Welcome to Lieutenant Ruiz.

Hughes is back. Good to
have you back, Hughes.

Hughes has agreed to
desk duty today, all day,

with the exception of Crisis One calls.

- I didn't agree to that...
- Some housekeeping.

- Okay.
- Let's see.

The SFD toy drive's starting today,

so we'll have more public
stopping by than normal

to drop off their toys
and such, so remember...

please be courteous, be kind,
be here to serve, yeah?

And Sullivan, if you if you want a, uh,

sexy photo op, just call your publicist.

Now, I'm sure you've all been
hearing the rumors about

McCallister being under
investigation by the department

since the pipeline explosion.

Apparently, he's taking
an early retirement.

- What?
- I know there's no love lost there,

but he's still our former fire chief,

so try not to celebrate too loudly.

Have they named a new chief?

Someone's been appointed.
I don't have a name.

All I know is that we have a lady chief.

- What? Seriously?
- Oh, my God.

- This is huge.
- Yes, indeed.

The city of Seattle's
first female fire chief.

It's very exciting, if you're
into that kinda thing.

More to the point, she's
gonna be making the rounds

the next few weeks to each house,

so let's please keep this
house in tip-top shape.

And thank you.

Dismissed.

Crisis One requested

- to 1163 Forrester Lane.
- Thank God.

Alright.

Ah, crap.

Hughes, you sure you're good?

Yeah, you sure you're good?

Alright, guys,
so the patient's name is Amy.

Dispatch said she's having
some kind of anxiety attack.

Who called it in?

They didn't say,
so I'm assuming a neighbor,

but it must be pretty bad.

Hi, this is Seattle FD, Crisis One.

Go ahead.

Hello?

Seattle Fire Department.

Amy, we're from Crisis One.

We're here to help.

- Your neighbors are worried about you.
- Hey. Hey, Amy.

You look like you're
having a panic attack,

but we can help, okay?

I-I just need you to breathe in.

Breathe in for me. Breathe in for four.

This looks like a
domestic-violence situation.

Yeah, then we need to call the police.

I need you... I need you guys to...

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

I need you to... I-I can't breathe.

Okay, just breathe with me.
Breathe with me, okay?

In for four. Hold for four.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa. What's going on here, huh?

Is someone hurt?

Amy, did you call them?

Gonna go see Mom.

- No.
- Yeah, no, sir, uh, we got a call

actually from your neighbors.

- Uh, we're Seattle FD, and... and...
- Okay.

- ... we heard that your wife was struggling.
- Honey.

She has these panic attacks. Poor thing.

We'll get you a juice, okay?

Shh. It's okay.

Look, I'm gonna get you a juice.

Look, look, look, look.

Hey, look, you guys are good to go.

Yeah, she has these
panic attacks, you know?

Uh, gets a little worked up

when she has one of these episodes.

You should have seen what
she did to the chandelier

last time this happened.
Right, babe? Remember that?

Hey, you know, Amy,

I'm gonna get you some oxygen.
That'll help, alright?

You know, I actually think

we should get you on the aid car, Amy.

- Okay? Can you stand up? Okay. Can you...
- No.

I just needed to buy some time
because he was getting scary.

I made eggs for dinner for the baby

and Greg got furious.

- I can't leave.
- Okay.

Amy, did you call this in?

If I leave, he'll take him.

He'll take my baby.

He'll tell them I'm crazy.

He... He tells everyone I'm crazy.

Mommy.

I'll lose my baby.

I can't leave.

Okay.

Okay.

- Synced and corrected by Firefly -
- www.addic7ed.com -

Okay, we should probably

separate the toys by age group so...

Am I a masochist?

- Or not.
- Is that it?

I mean, why do I torture myself

by hanging out here?

You're not hanging out here.

You're volunteering because you love us.

We need scissors.

Yes, we do.

I actually love spending
my days off here.

It's like the house of the friend

that you had when you were a kid

whose family you wished would adopt you.

You know, Captain Beckett, uh, announced

that they appointed a new fire chief.

No name yet, but it's a woman.

Hot damn.

You a little sad you weren't the first?

Only a little.

With McCallister gone, I imagine

they'll be wrapping up your
investigation soon, so...

That piece of absolute dog crap.
He buried the investigation.

I can't for the life of me get
an answer from the department

about when I'll receive
word a year later,

and he's just sneaking out the back door

before closing my case... scissors.

Uh-huh.

Well, with any luck,
they'll come to their senses

and give, uh, Beckett the boot.

Beckett's not the problem here.

No, but he's certainly a problem.

Maybe not for you, Herrera...

but for those of us who
have to work with him.

Tell me again why the divorce papers

are still in our freezer.

I don't know.

I just... I hate the idea

of being somebody that cuts and runs.

Oh, no. If something doesn't feel good,

it's healthy to let it go.

I think we need more toys.

We definitely did not need more toys.

Oh.

Hi.

Oh, thank you.

Happy holidays. Thank you.

You didn't strike me
as one to kiss and tell.

Oh, my God.

- Did Sullivan say something?
- He didn't have to.

Not the first dude to look at me

like he knows, uh, I
slept with his wife.

Wow.

Okay, you don't have to sound so proud.

Look, I'm sorry I told him.

I-I know you're his boss,

but he was pissing me
off, and I-I said it.

Herrera, if you're using
me to make him jealous

or spice up your situation or whatever,

I'm totally fine with it.

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

As long as this isn't
about daddy issues.

Engine 19 requested
at 535 Christopher Court.

To be continued.

It's really not.

Yeah, we'll see.

Oh, my God.

Hey.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

With... With me? Yeah.
Yeah, everything's... dope.

Uh-oh.

You only say "dope" when
everything's awful.

Just having a thing.

You wanna talk to me about it?

I mean, we're friends, right?

You're Vic's friend.

It's a Vic thing?

Never mind.

Thanks anyway, man.

Call was a car versus pedestrian...

Oh, my God.

Hey, guys.

Ain't no party like a
Christmas party, huh?

Breathe in.

Okay, Amy, are you unsafe here?

You can just nod yes or no.

Mommy!

Okay.

This is outside our purview.
We need to call the police.

Agreed. I'll take care of it.

- Okay.
- Play with that.

Hey, listen, guys,
thanks for the help, right,

but you're upsetting my kid, okay?

Now, she's never needed oxygen before,

so just get an ice pack,

gonna put it on the back of her neck,

huh, and we're good.

You're good, right, babe?

Yeah. Yeah.

- We... We... We're good. Thank you.
- Mommy!

I'm... I'm... I'm good. Thank you.

Thank you, guys. We're
fine. You can leave.

I-I'm just such a wreck at the holidays.

Yeah. Tough to live with,
but I sure do love her.

Amy. Amy, come on.

- Let's go. Whoa. What the hell are you doing?
- Hughes...

What the hell are you doing? Sit down.

What the hell are you
doing? Put him down.

- Let's go.
- Are you nuts?

- Please stop.
- Vic.

- Put my kid down!
- Amy...

That's it. That's it.
I'm calling the cops.

It's okay.

Vic, what are you doing?

- Mommy.
- Yes, hi.

- Vic.
- I'd like to report an attempted kidnapping

in my home.

Mommy.

We don't move the car,
we do not move anything.

Right now, that car is
crushing his lower body,

but it's also pressing against
all of his internal injuries.

The minute we move it, he's
gonna start to bleed out.

- How fast?
- Real fast.

Likely, his intestines,
kidneys, and liver.

He'll be in cardiac arrest
before we know it.

Bishop, you need to turn the car off

and... and press down
on the emergency brake.

Sullivan, hold on to her so
that she does not rock the car.

Alright? And the instant
she puts that brake on,

get the chock blocks thrown
underneath the tires.

Who's calling the shots today, Warren?

Captain, right now, he's stable,

but if we move that car even an inch

without the proper medical equipment,
he will die on the spot.

I'm aware of the stakes, Warren.

Gentle.

- Got it.
- Alright.

Alright, good. Montgomery,
I'm gonna need you

to climb up top and secure from above.

- Okay.
- Climb on top of this car

- because it's not the one pushing into his abdomen.
- Copy.

Alright.

We were having an early Christmas dinner

at my mother-in-law's today,

and it was all systems go this morning.

Any of you got kids?

Yeah, I got two boys at home,

and a little girl we, um...

Well, then, you know what it's like.

I've got three, as well.

My wife was up this
morning running around

wrapping and hiding presents

while my oldest daughter
was having a meltdown

over a guy she likes.

Who commented a heart
emoji under her picture.

One of my twin boys

kept throwing a football at the other,

even though he knows that's
not his brother's thing.

And we all raced out of the house

to the other side of town,

and we ordered last-minute groceries.

When we got there,

I realized that I accidentally
put in our home address.

No way my kids were gonna
go without their egg nog.

Gotta have the egg nog.

Gotta have the egg nog.

Feeling a lot of pain?

Surprisingly, not as
much as you'd think.

Yeah, well, that's
the adrenaline talking.

- Can you feel your legs?
- Yeah.

Can you move your toes
inside your shoes?

Yeah, I can. That's good, right?

Yes, it's good.

I'm sorry.

I, uh... I laugh when I'm nervous.

Anyway, I run back over
here to grab the groceries,

and they'd left them
all in the driveway.

So, I park the truck up top, run down,

but before I can even
pick up a bag... bam.

I meant to get my brakes
checked last week.

They were squeaking.

My wife always tells me

push the parking brake when I park.

I should listen to her more.

That's universally sound advice, my man.

That your wife?

You should answer it.

It'll just worry her.

Eh, she'd rather know. Trust me.

Montgomery, take over for me here.

Yeah, I got you.

I'm not letting that man die
a week before Christmas.

I'm not letting that man's kids
come home to a dead dad.

Not again. We need the PRT.

- Your knife-mobile?
- It's his only chance for survival.

Look, if I have the PRT, some blood,

and another set of hands,
maybe I can save him.

I can't authorize the PRT, Warren.

Well, call somebody who can.

Hey, hey, we have a new
chief, right? Call her.

Tell her the man is gonna
die unless we have the PRT.

She'll be happy to have
a feel-good story

on her first day.

Leave it to Fire Zaddy
to find the PR angle.

He's right. It's our best shot.

I'm gonna call Miranda
to have the blood ready.

You get the PRT approved.

I'm not making any promises.

Carina's at the station if
you need some extra hands.

Yes. Yes.

The cops are coming.
You wanna give me my kid?

- Do you wanna give me my kid?
- Amy.

Amy, all you have to do is come with us.

- You're scaring him.
- No, you're scaring him!

- Hughes, Hughes, what the hell are you doing?
- You're also scaring your wife.

- She's obviously terrified of you.
- Did you tell her that?

No. No, of course not.

Um, please, just leave. We're fine.

- The police are on their way, okay?
- Hughes...

I'm not gonna leave him here
to terrorize his family!

- Hughes.
- What's that noise?

Outside. Now.

What the hell is that noise?

Hughes. Hughes.

- Okay.
- Hughes.

Now.

Please, just give him back.

Mommy.

Come on. Come on.

- I know. I know.
- Okay. Okay.

I know.

Okay.

Okay.

It's okay.

Please.

It's okay. It's okay. I got you.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Come on, Beckett. Come on.

This is a highly unique situation.

Can you please just approve this for us?

Just give it to me straight.

The facts.

This car is pressing against
your abdomen and pelvis,

and when we move this car,

your body will succumb to the injuries,

and I will have minutes to
try to stop the bleeding,

but we are working on a solution.

So, until then, we just have...

Just wait.

Yeah.

Okay, I'm officially
tipping into panic mode,

and I'm not my best when I'm panicked,

so someone tell me

your funniest Christmas
story or something.

No, no, no.

- I... Okay, I got one.
- No.

So, there was this one time, I, uh...

I came home Christmas morning.

- Don't do it.
- I-I lived with a roommate,

and his boyfriend was over a lot...

- Please stop.
- And, uh...

No, don't stop. Don't stop.

And when I got there,

my roommate was setting
up Christmas brunch,

and you know, I'm like,
"Hey, Merry Christmas",

and then I hear from down the hallway...

Oh, God, kill me.

"I have some bells you can jingle".

No.

Actually, it was, "Ho, ho, ho.

Come jingle my bells".

Please tell me he was wearing...

A Santa hat and nothing else.

Where was the hat?

Not where you want it to be.

Why'd you come over unannounced?!

- Bro, I lived there.
- Right.

Terrence, she...
she has time to get here.

I think you should answer that phone.

We're supposed to go
caroling this weekend.

I swear, when that woman sings...

her voice, her smile, her whatever,

she always makes me feel better.

No matter what.

Then you have to be brave now.

Give her the respect she deserves.

Hey, honey.

Okay, listen, I love you.

Just try not to freak out, okay?

I don't want you to scare the kids.

So, try and just listen, okay?

Screw it. I'm getting the PRT.

Alright, here we go.

Eh, so, how does it work?

Do people come here and pick out toys?

Uh, no, right before Christmas,

we, um... we go around town,

drop them off at hospitals, shelters,

you know, places where kids

- might not get a present this year.
- Nice.

Can I come?

Yeah.

I-I think it's my mom.

I...

I'm afraid to file the papers

because then that means
I cut and run like my mom,

and... and it sounds
so dumb to say out loud.

Like, "Oh, boo-hoo,
my parents wounded me

and all my problems
are because of them".

It doesn't sound dumb at all.

Well, you're not special.

We're all just undoing
what our parents did to us.

Okay, well, if you're so wise,

why haven't you and Maya told anyone

that you're gonna have a baby?

Because there is no baby yet.

There is not even sperm yet.

Ah, you're afraid

she's gonna change her mind, aren't you?

She has massive walls around her heart.

And she's taking them down.

Brick by brick.

For you.

Hey, Warren, what's up?

Yeah, she's still here.

Hey, Warren.

Come with me.

Yeah? Okay.

I hope Delilah's not speeding.

- Okay. Hold on. I got you.
- Oh. Hey.

This is freaking brutal.

There's nothing we can do?

There has to be something
that we can do.

Okay, well, we're gonna keep him alive

so he can say goodbye to his wife.

That's what we can do.

No. No.

You need to make this happen now.

Thank you, Bishop, for
telling me how to do my job.

I keep getting the run-around.

Doesn't matter.

Herrera's on the way with the PRT.

So is DeLuca, who can assist.

- Warren, this is not how this goes.
- It is today.

Look, suspend me if you want,

but not until after I
save this man's life.

Terrence. I have good news.

We're getting a vehicle
here called the PRT.

It's basically a mobile operating room.

What'll you have to do?

Well, first, a group of us

are gonna get this vehicle off of you.

W-W-Won't that make me bleed out?

That's what you said earlier.

We'll move you quickly into the PRT

and we'll do CPR if we need to.

We'll give you blood.

And I will perform what
is called a thoracotomy.

I'm gonna operate on your chest

to clamp the blood flow to
the lower part of your body

so that you don't bleed out.

Sounds easy.

They let you do all
that as a firefighter?

- Well, I'm also a surgeon.
- My man.

How did this happen?!

- Slow.
- Ma'am.

- Slow down. Slow down.
- Why is this car still on him?!

What are all of you doing?!

Honey, honey, listen.

These people are doing

everything that they can, okay?

And soon, they're gonna
push this car off me,

and when they do... there's a chance...

No. No. No. Stop.

I-I cannot lose you.

You came back for egg nog. Egg nog.

Honey, I need you to listen
to what I'm about to say.

And please don't stop me.

Let me finish, okay?

Because I'm a little scared,

and I need to say this.

Tell Penelope that no matter

how many boys comment on her photos,

that her love starts with her herself,

and that way,

she's always got a place
to come home to...

...when times get hard.

Alright?

Tell Rory to be good to his brother.

He needs to embrace the fact that...

that Tommy's favorite color is pink

and that he... he idolizes
Janet Jackson, okay?

Because there are gonna be

enough people that give him a hard time,

and his brother cannot be one of them.

Tell them to dream big

- and to... to love boldly, okay?
- Mm-hmm.

And most importantly,

tell them that no matter
where this life takes them,

that I'll be right there with them,

every step of the way.

And please, please don't let them

grow up to hate Christmas.

Because we're Tillermans,

and we love Christmas, okay?

- Okay.
- Warren!

Good news! PRT's approved.

I was doing this either way.

You don't need to do this.

Well, Gibson says I do.

Okay.

What happened?

Police found multiple bruises on Amy,

so they're taking him in.

But first, I had to convince them

that Greg was in fact
the bad guy and not you.

We should have been
doing crisis intervention.

And, Hughes, what you did in there...

- Yeah, I know. I know.
- No, you don't know,

because if you knew, you
wouldn't have done it.

Our job is to help people.

What you did was put that
entire family at risk.

I think the family was already at risk.

How is Amy? Is she alright?

No, she's pretty shaken up, actually.

Hughes, stop.

I left my heart monitor in there.

- No, I will get it for you.
- I have to at least apologize.

Hughes, stop!

Amy?

It's Vic, the firefighter.

I for... Uh, I forgot my
watch... my watch thing.

You...

I-I am sorry.

I was trying to help, and...

- You could've gotten us killed.
- Yeah.

Can I... so...

Thank you.

I saw they took him in.

Yeah.

Just for the night, until he calms down,

but he'll be more pissed
when he gets home.

Okay.

Okay, let's get you packed.

What?

I-I can sit with him
or I can pack for you.

- Which do you prefer?
- I can't leave.

You can't stay.

You don't understand.

He owns everything.

He controls everything.

I come from nothing.

I've tried.

He threatens me with lawyers.

He tells everyone I'm crazy.

Well... Uh, do you...
do you have anyone...

anyone he doesn't know about, or...

I-I have a cousin in Portland.

Okay, great. You call your cousin,

and then you're gonna call the police

and tell them you want to press charges

so they can keep him
longer than overnight,

and then we're gonna pack.

I-I know I-I did not help earlier,

but I am here to help now.

You are staying here
because you love your son

and you want to protect him,

and I get that, but if you really...

if you really want to protect him,

you have to leave.

If your son is not
safe from his father...

Amy, if you are not
safe from his father,

then it is time to leave.

Amy. Amy.

It's... It's time to leave.

Okay.

I have a suitcase in
the closet upstairs.

Okay.

I prepped as much as I could.

Set up your thoracotomy kit.

Thank you.

Will you sing for me?

Baby.

Please.

? O holy night ?

? The stars are brightly shining ?

? It is the night ?

? Of our dear Savior's birth ?

? Long lay the world ?

? In sin and error pining ?

? 'Til he appear'd ?

? And the soul felt... ?

Delilah, Terrence. It's... It's time.

Turn your back, baby.

- I don't want you to see this.
- No!

- I don't want to...
- But please keep singing.

- No.
- Come right over here.

You just sit right over here.

I love you.

I love you, too, baby.

- I'm gonna do everything in my power.
- Thank you.

- I promise.
- Thank you.

- Okay, hands around.
- I'm ready.

? Fall on ?

? Your knees ?

On my count.

- One, two, three!
- ? O hear the angel voices ?

? O night divine ?

? O night ?

? When Christ was born ?

? O night... ?

Mom?

? Divine ?

? O, O night divine ?

? Fall on your knees ?

? O hear the angel voices ?

? O night divine ?

? O, O night divine ?

Okay. Yeah. I clamped the aorta.

- It's time to go. We gotta move.
- Yeah.

Tell Herrera to drive us to Grey-Sloan.

While he's still open?

He's in cardiac arrest.

Tell her not to speed.
Alright, nice and slow.

It's his only shot.

Herrera, we gotta get to the hospital.

Excuse me. Copy. On my way.

En route to Grey-Sloan.

I'm coming.

What does that mean?

What does that mean?

What does that mean?

That siren means life, okay?

In this situation, at this moment,

that siren means he's alive.

Let's go. Let's go.

Thank you!

Thank you so much.

Oh.

- Hughes. You're benched.
- Fine.

I'm serious.

Yep. Me too.

You disobeyed orders today... twice.

You put the department and
the program in jeopardy.

Yeah, I heard you, Gibson.
I'm on desk duty. I got it.

No, no, not desk duty. You're benched.

Go home. You're done this shift.
You're out the next two.

Oh, h-hold on. You are not the Captain.

You can't tell me to do that.

I'll inform Beckett myself.
You're not okay.

Is this... Is this punishment

- for what happened at my place?
- No, Hughes.

- Is that what you...
- No.

- It has nothing to do with that.
- Okay.

Or you know what?
Actually, yeah, it does,

because it's further proof
that your judgement is just...

Oh, my judgement?

- Yeah.
- My...

- That's... That's hilarious.
- No, no.

- We're not...
- I'm not dealing with this.

- I don't want to fight with you, Vic.
- Okay.

I understand that you're hurting,

that you're angry. I get that, okay?

But you can't be like
that out in the field.

You especially can't be like that

on a Crisis One call.

- Hughes.
- What? What?

This program that you fought for

is all we have left of him.

You know what?

You can sabotage your life.
I don't... I don't care,

but I'm not gonna let you
take down his legacy.

Go home.

Dispatch, this is PRT 19,

heading back to the station.

Copy. Thank you, PRT 19.

You know what I realized today?

You and I...

we didn't make each other happy.

You just realized that?

I mean, not just this past year,

but when we were
together... at our best.

We were always sort of...

- Fraught.
- Exactly.

It was never easy between us.

You know what I mean?

Yeah, I think I know why.

Mm?

I've been...

working out my crap lately,

trying to figure out

why I keep making such messy decisions.

So, what'd you figure out?

That I've been recreating
my parents' marriage.

That sounds twisted, but...

Not really.

That was me and Claire.

My mom is cold.

Then I married Claire,

and she made my mom
seem warm and cuddly.

But you helped me break that pattern.

I'm not exactly warm and cuddly.

No, you're something else.

You're like an open flame.

Andy, you're not your mom, okay?

No, I'm not.

And you're not my dad.

And... my mom leaving was not my fault,

and me leaving is not my birthright.

Do you think if we hadn't
had such messed-up parents,

we could've made it?

Maybe it was just bad timing.

Hey, my attorney said

that the papers haven't been filed yet.

I'm taking them out of the freezer.

- What?
- The papers.

They've been in Maya
and Carina's freezer.

You put them in the freezer?

What's wrong with you?

Like, next to the Popsicles?

Ah...

Ah...

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey.

I figured you were up here.

Why are you not in uniform?

Uh, Gibson benched me.

- What?
- Yeah.

I don't know. I deserved it.

Vic.

Listen, I know you've been
going through a lot lately,

and, you know,
I'm trying to be here for you,

but you know...

I made out with Jack.

W... Uh, "made out" is actually

extremely generous a description,

which implies sexiness,
which there wasn't.

There was zero sexiness, but
there was a lot of whiskey

and we were smashing
the tile and we were sad.

You smashed the tiles like a week ago.

Yeah, I know, I know, I know,

and I know I should've told you sooner.

I know that.

- Then...
- Vic, stop. Just stop.

I'm sorry. I pulled away from you

instead of telling you
the truth, and I'm so...

I don't have an excuse.

Do you hate me?

No, I don't hate you, Vic.

I wouldn't blame you if you did.

Were you in love with him?

What? Gibson? No. Oh, my God, no.

I told you, Theo, it was not that.

- No, no, no.
- It wasn't even...

No. Miller.

Were you in love with Miller?

No. No, no.

I wasn't in love with him.

I loved him. He was my friend.

He was like my family,

and you know how it is
to lose someone like that,

how one minute, you think
you're getting better,

and then the next,

you're just freaking out
on some guy on a call.

I'm sorry. I-I don't know
what else to say,

so I just keep saying that.

I'm sorry.

I love you.

And I know I'm doing
everything wrong, and...

I get it if you never
want to see me again.

Well, you said that like three times

in the last two minutes.

That you wouldn't blame
me if... if I leave.

So, um, is that what you want?

I love making you happy.

But lately, all I'm
doing is just messing...

Yeah. Screw lately.

- I don't care about lately.
- Okay.

I'm talking about the long haul.

No, I know.

I don't... I don't want
to push you away.

But you are.

? I'll be home for Christmas ?

? You can count on me ?

? Please have snow and mistletoe ?

? And presents under the tree ?

She doesn't trust Santa,
and it feels right.

- It does.
- Hey.

Marsha made us cookies.

- Mm.
- Oh! Nice.

Yeah.

They're pretty good.

Huh? It's festive.

If you're ready.

Uh, we have an announcement.

We are gonna have a baby.

- What?
- What?

Eventually. Eventually, eventually.

- Are you serious?
- Yes!

Yeah!

- Wow! That's amazing!
- Whoo!

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh.

- Whoa.
- Congrats.

- Yeah.
- If... If I may get in here.

Wondering if you're gonna
gift them a onesie

with my face painted on it.

I-I knew you hated it.

- No. I love it.
- No, I knew you hated it.

Even if I'm too much of a wimp

to accept epic romance
in the form of a portrait.

Yeah, you know what? You are a wimp.

I know, and just for saying that,

I'm gonna hang it above the bed.

Of course you are.

That's what I planned all along.

- I knew it.
- Yeah.

Say hello, everyone.

- Hi! Hi!
- Hi! Hi!

Oh!

Hi! Merry Christmas.

Here she is.

Oh.

Okay, did you kidnap this child?

No. Uh, Ifeya let me
take her. Willingly.

Just for tonight.

- I'll take it.
- Okay.

Oh, Terrence made it.

Yeah, it was a lot of surgery.

He'll have a long recovery,
but, uh, when I left,

his wife and kids

were singing carols in his ICU room.

- Aww.
- That's great.

Hey.

Let's take your coat, sweetie.

Oh, yeah.

Right. Yeah.

? And presents under the tree ?

Alright. Take it off.

What are you doing?

Making presents!

? Christmas Eve will find me ?

? Where the love light gleams ?

? Baby, baby ?

? I'll be home for Christmas ?

? If only in my dreams ?

? If only in myyyyy ?

Hey.

Merry Christmas.

? Dreams ?

? Yeah ?