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Are you ready for this?

New city, new job.

I didn't have much of a choice.

The board was desperate
to find someone

to fill the position.

You know what they say.

With high risk

comes high reward.

Ah. And I've always wanted
a view like this.

It's really something.

Oh, yeah, the view is nice, too.

Eric, people can see us.

Let's give them a show,
then, huh?

-Now,

what were you saying about
high risk, high reward?

Woman fell off the balcony
from the penthouse floor.

Luckily, she got caught

-on that sign on the way down.
-She's over here.

We don't have a lot of time,
so let's hustle up.

Tactical gear all around.
Let's go.

Cap, floor's too high
for the ladder.

Yeah, and it's way too high
for an airbag. What's the plan?

I'm gonna send you down
from the roof.

Lucy, Chimney, I want you
on the floor below.

Kick out that window so we can
bring her through there.

Hen, find the manager; we need
access to the adjacent floors.

Robby, you're with me.

I want this whole area clear.

Nobody stands underneath her.

Just entered the unit, Cap.

About to anchor off
and remove the window.

-LAFD.
Thank God.

I don't think the sign
can hold much longer.

I think we can get to her
if we just...

How about we stay away
from the edge

-of that balcony, sir.
-No.

That's my wife.
I'm not leaving her.

Oh, God, help me!

Bailey, we're gonna get our team
harnessed up

and we're gonna come down
to you.

-You're doing great.
-Please hurry!

I just finished securing the
lines, Cap. I'm harnessed up.

Coming down now.

Copy that.
Fast as you can, Buck.

Cap, we have a problem.

I can feel it starting to move.

I think
it's starting to come off!

We got to move now.

That sign is not secure.

All right, 30 seconds.

Buck's coming down.

Chimney, how's that window?

In progress.

It needs to happen now.

Got to move fast.
She's about to drop.

Help!

-Almost there.
-Help. Okay.

-Okay. Oh, thank God.
-Need you not to move.

-I'm gonna put this harness
around you,

get you down, okay?

Please hurry.

-Whoa!

Chimney?!
-Geez!

Oh, my God.

-Oh, my God.

Thank you! Oh.

I don't know how
you guys just did that.

Dumb luck.

And breakfast is served.

Thank you.

May I offer you a glass
of water or orange juice?

Orange juice, please.

Well, right away, sir.

Hmm.

How was it?

It could use more marshmallows.

Couldn't we all, bud?
Couldn't we all.

-Dad?
-What?

-You got a little...
-Hmm?

What about now?

You need a napkin.

What's wrong with your leg?

I think I'm dying.

You're always dying.

Oh.

Coffee?

What time is it,
and where's Christopher?

Buck already took him to school,
figured you could use the sleep.

Mm. Sorry.

Hey, hey, hey, it's all right.

We got it handled.

Thanks.

After my family died, I had
nightmares for a long time.

They say it's your mind's way

of working through
a traumatic experience.

Kind of wish my mind would
take a break for a minute.

It won't. Buck told me

about your friends.
I'm very sorry.

Can't believe they're all gone.

And I'm still here.
I'm not sure why.

That is a question you will
never be able to answer.

You can chalk it up
to the grand plan

of some higher power
or just dumb luck.

But either way, the result is
the same: you are still here.

I'm not sure
what to do with that.

You find a way to heal.

Guess this is it, huh?

You, uh, going back
to bouncing between houses?

No, Cap-- your cap found me
a spot at another house.

-I'm glad.
- Yeah.

Me, too.

You must be ready for your world
to get back to normal.

You have no idea.

Take care of yourself.

No, no, no, we're way past that.

Look, I gave him a month,
a whole month

to pick up his crap,
so now I'm donating it.

One man's trash is
another man's treasure, right?

And by "trash," I mean my ex.

Look, I just got here.
Let me call you back.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. No!

Oh.

:
Help!

Help!

Help! Please!

-Ah!

:
Help! Help!

Help!

We're gonna take you
to the emergency room.

Once the swelling goes down,
they'll be able to remove it.

Okay.

You drop him at the hospital,
I'm gonna ride in the engine.

Hen, you ready to go?

Yeah, Cap. I'm coming.

Hello?

Anybody there?

Help. Please.

Where are you?

I'm in... here!

Help me?

Cap!

Everything all right?

You got to take a look at this.

It's not what I was expecting.

It never is.

Sir, you just hang tight.

We're gonna get you out of there
in a minute.

Bolt cutters.

Dispatch,
this is Captain Nash, 118.

I'm gonna need
an additional ambulance

at Pickwick Bowling,
Lincoln and Main.

Young male, possible heatstroke.

Wonder how long
he's been in there.

Real question is,
how'd he get in there?

What's that smell?

Hmm. When you got to go,
you got to go.

Uh, where am I?

You're in a charity
donation box.

All right,
let's get you out of there.

You feel like you can move?

Give me your hand.

-Easy. Take it easy.
-Nice and easy.

Easy.

-Let's have a seat right here.
-All right.

-Get some air.
He's burning up. Get me

some water, ice packs.

How long were you in there?

Time doesn't really
exist in there.

How did you find me?

Did someone hear the car alarm
and call?

What car?

Oh, this really isn't
my lucky day.

-New hobby?

I found it in my locker.

"Congrats on a great catch!"

Wow.

Sounds like you're finally in
with the clique.

They're even
giving you gifts now.

Am I in with them?

Or are they just mocking me?

I'm not sure those are
mutually exclusive at the 118.

What are you so down about?

You saved a woman
with your bare hands.

-You're all over the news.
-I know, and I am seriously

considering
changing my phone number

if the reporters
don't stop calling me.

And, uh,
why are we upset about this?

All the best heroes
get interviewed.

Sometimes, they even
make movies about them.

-Don't even joke about that.
-Okay.

-Thank you.
-Sure.

Well, I'm confused.

I have this vivid recollection

of you doing shots
every time you saw yourself

on the news
after that freeway thing?

I got really drunk that night.

You absolutely did,
but my point is,

it seemed like
you were kind of relishing

the coverage of your heroics.

I jumped onto a moving truck

to save a family.

This time, I just put out my
hands, and she fell into them.

You know, anyone

who was standing there
would have done the same.

I am not special.

Not in this house.

Any one of us
could have caught her.

I'm kind of wishing Hen had.

-I think she'd be enjoying
the limelight more.
-Oh.

How is she, by the way?
Does she miss me terribly?

She still calls you "Monday."

So, Lucy just caught her midair?

She opened her arms,
a woman fell into them.

-Wow.
Unreal. I've told you this

at least 12 times.
Why do you believe Bobby

-and not me?
-Uh, I'm still not sure

I believe any of you.
I just can't quite

-calculate the physics of that.
I used to think

that I'd seen everything,
but I don't say that anymore.

And certainly not after
I look at these cards.

I fold. Who's ready
for an Irish coffee?

-Oh.
That leaves you two.

-Time to show your cards.
-Diamonds all around. Flush.

-Ah.
-Ugh. That's too bad.

-Mm.
-Because I got a full house!

-Oh!
Full house. I didn't even

think you had a pair. When did
you learn to bluff like that?

What do you think
your mother and I do

on the nights you're working?

Okay, who wants

-to play another hand?
No, thank you.

My wife is over here
training in the off-season.

Thank you.

Read the sign!

Move over!

Hey! Hey, I'm riding here!
I'm riding!

Ugh! You're not the only one
on the road!

Read the sign, buddy!

Hey, double yellow, pal!
Double yellow!

Read the sign!

Read the sign!

Help should be there, ma'am.

Are you there? Are you there?

This is 727-L-30. I'm here.

-Copy that. Units en route.
-Ma'am, can you hear me?

Find... that truck.

Sign... flew at me.

-All right, try not to talk.

-Save your breath.

-Help is here. It's here.

Buck, Lucy, I want a backboard
and a gurney.

Hen, Chim, you call out
whatever you need,

and I will radio the hospital.

Electrodes on.
-Severely hypotensive
and tachycardic.

BP is 67/32.
Ma'am, what's your name?

Jules... Patterson.

Okay, Jules Patterson,
I'm gonna get you some fluids,

and get you something
for the pain, okay?

Now I want you to breathe
and try to stay with me, okay?

Why... were they carrying signs?

Okay, Jules, your pulse and
this entry wound are telling me

it has not damaged your heart.
You're very lucky.

Don't... feel lucky.

It's deep enough
to have hit her aorta.

We can't travel her with this.

Edge is too sharp. It'll do
more damage on the drive.

Aorta is nicked
and we pull it out...

I'd bleed out on the street,
drivers win.

-Backboard's here.
-Jules, we got you.

Buck, get a C-collar on her.

Okay, we pull the sign,

pack the wound, rig a makeshift

junctional tourniquet,
keep the pressure on.

I got a better way.

Lucy, grab the REBOA kit
out of that bag

and open it up for me, please.

We got REBOA kits now?

-You know how to use 'em?
-You sound shocked.

That's what happens when
you disappear for six months.

-Your colleagues get trained
in all kinds of stuff.
-Touché.

Let's do it. Okay, Jules, I'm
gonna pull the sign out of you

while my brilliant colleague
completely upstages me

by threading a tiny balloon
in your femoral artery.

We're gonna blow it up

and create what we call
an "occlusion."

It's gonna stabilize
your blood pressure.

Oh, and keep you alive.

Sounds... dangerous.

Well, danger is her middle name.

-We're losing her.
Got to go! Got to go!
-Okay, Jules,

I need you to take a breath
and remain calm.

Now comes the hard part.
Buck, Lucy,

on three. One, two.

Starting at two CCs.
Now eight.

Pressure's stabilizing.

Am I alive?

Where's that nice sergeant?

-Got to get that truck.
Backboard's ready.

All right, let's transport her.
Chimney,

-call ahead and alert the ER.
On it.

She said that sign flew off
the back of a truck.

Could have been a city truck,
but without a plate,

it'll be tricky to find.

Yeah, well, truck's not
the only thing with a plate.

Las Flores and Ridgeline?

That's not far from here.

We already called it in.

Public Works said
they didn't remove the sign.

They're gonna send someone out
to put up a replacement.

Looks like whoever took it
cut it right off the pole.

Probably some kind of prank.

Who steals a stop sign?

Idiots. That's who.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm...

just a little tired tonight.

You seem sad.

You know I've been talking
to Frank, right?

The way you talk to Dr. Lim.

-I thought you'd feel better
after talking to him.
-Yeah.

Sometimes it's hard.
Frank asks a lot of questions.

And you know,
talking about things

that are scary or sad

can be... exhausting.

I guess.

But it's still a good thing
to do,

so I'm gonna keep talking
to Frank,

and eventually

I will feel better.

The things that make you sad,
am I one of them?

Never.

-I know.

Good evening, Ms. Buckley.

-Good to see you.
-Thank you for seeing us
so late.

How are you doing,
young lady?

You know what,
she's really tired today.

She didn't eat much,
and then I noticed

-she was running a fever.
-Any bowel movements?

One this morning,
but not since.

-Shh. It's okay.
-Definitely a fever.

-Okay. It's okay.
-Let's check the belly, okay?

-Sweetheart, it's all right.

He just wants to make sure
you're okay.

We need to get her into
the emergency room right now.

What?

-Uh, I'm looking for Han.
First name...
-Howie.

Hey, what happened?

The doctor thinks
it's intussusception.

They're running tests now
to confirm,

see if her intestines
are blocked,

-and if so, how serious it is.
-Okay.

Okay, any theories
on an underlying cause?

Viral infection. She's too young
for appendicitis.

Okay, uh, could be autoimmune,
Celiac, Crohn's.

A tumor. I mean,
it's a possibility, right?

"None of the above" is also
one of the possibilities, okay?

Sometimes kids just get
intussusception.

No one knows why.
Might be a family history.

Yeah, leukemia.
That's in my family history.

Oh, my God!

Any word from Chimney
or your sister?

Uh, no. Still just
waiting on updates.

Hey, uh, awesome catch.

Mm.

But-- and I say this with
some experience here--

maybe don't let it go
to your head.

It's not.

She should have died.

Nine times out of ten,
I don't catch her.

Or I don't see her in time,
I don't move fast enough.

Or I grab her
and she slips through,

and she takes me with her.

Wait, you're obsessing over
things that didn't happen?

I'm trying to figure out
how I should have saved her

in a way that doesn't
involve luck.

So I'm ready for next time.

My first year here,
there was this guy

hanging from a roller coaster.

I didn't get to him in time,
and he fell.

Yeah, I remember that.

I spent a lot of time

running that one back
in my mind, you know.

What if I had got to him faster?

What if the truck had been
at a better angle?

What if he had just grabbed
my damn hand?

You have any epiphanies?

That it didn't matter what
brilliant hypothetical scenario

I could come up with.

He was still gonna be dead.

That lady... she didn't die,

'cause you caught her.

So accept it was a lucky break

and move on?

Look, your luck could change
tomorrow,

so we take the wins
when we can get 'em.

Attention,

Station 118...

Anyway, luck or not,

that was still a great save.

-Stop what you're doing.
-I'm not doing anything.

Just waiting.

Shouldn't we know something
by now?

-I'm gonna go ask someone.
- Maddie,

this isn't your fault.

We don't know what it is.

Whatever it is,
it's not your fault.

Even if it turns out to be
the same, exact

rare form of leukemia
that your brother had,

it wouldn't be your fault.

I just keep thinking

is it reckless or selfish

to have a baby
with that family history?

Well, your parents had
three kids.

Two of 'em grew up to be
perfectly healthy.

One didn't, but that was
30 years ago,

and the field of medicine has
come a long way since then.

Hell, there wasn't even a bone
marrow database back then.

I can't be the reason
that she's in danger again.

You're not.
You never were.

Last time it was an accident.
This time...

we don't even know
what it is yet.

Yeah.

I slammed a car door
on her hand.

We were somewhere around Toledo,

and we had stopped
for the night,

and I had unbuckled her
from her car seat,

but I realized she needed
a warmer jacket,

so I was gonna go to the back
to grab one for her.

I didn't realize
she climbed out of her car seat,

and I shut the door,
and her hand was there.

Oh, my God.

And she screamed bloody murder,
and I thought that

I had maimed her for life.

But I didn't.

How long did you
beat yourself up for that?

I'll let you know when I stop.

By the time I saw
the RPG coming,

it was too late.

We got hit, and we went down.

You said Mills was
the first one to see it.

Did you both have the same
vantage point at the time?

Uh, no. She was in the front.
I was sitting behind her.

Did you have a clearer view
out the window than Mills did?

Not really. I kind of had my
hands full working on Greggs.

Okay, let me see
if I understand.

Mills had a better view
of the ground down below,

and you couldn't really
look out the window

because you were trying
to save an injured man's life.

Not that it mattered.
He died anyway.

You regret trying to save him?

What? No.

I only ask because
when you talk about

the chopper being shot down,
you imply that

you could have done something
to stop it.

From what you've told me,
the only way that's possible is

if you let Greggs die.

Was that ever an option?

My job was trying to save him.
I was doing my job.

So your job wasn't to look
for hostiles on the ground?

No.

Then why is it your fault

that you didn't see them sooner?

-Hey.
-Hey. How'd it go?

Usual. Crack myself open
for 50 minutes,

walk out feeling like
I was hit by a bus.

I think that means
it's working.

I'm supposed to feel better
at some point, right?

Where's Chris?

He's in his room,
finishing homework.

Oh.

Chris drew this?

That one's mine.
I misunderstood the assignment.

Hey, you ever think that
maybe it's not worth it?

Not the therapy, the...

What we do for a living
that makes us need therapy.

What I put myself through,
what I put my kid through.

The greater good and all.

Maybe that's not a thing.

Maybe it's just random.

If that's the case, then
what's the point of it all?

In case you missed it,
stunning footage

from the scene of
an incredible rescue

as a woman falling
from a sign...

No matter how many times I see
it, it still doesn't seem real.

Oh, tell me about it. I was
standing right next to her,

and I'm still not sure
how she did it.

It's enough to make you believe
in actual miracles.

Maddie.

-Buckley-Han?
-Yeah, that's us.

Okay. I've got good news
and great news.

Well, we like how
you're starting.

It was intussusception,
which we confirmed

with a lower GI series
that very helpfully

put her intestine back
where it belonged.

It happens sometimes.

But that means we don't have to
repair it surgically.

Uh, what about
the underlying cause?

Anything to worry about there?

Clean bill of health.

Okay, so when can we see her?

They'll be bringing her up soon.

Just want to keep an eye on her
for a few hours,

see if there's any adverse
reaction to the barium.

Then you can take her home.

Thanks. Thanks so much.

Well, Mom should get
a thank-you, too.

If we hadn't caught this so
early, we might not be so lucky.

It was a good call
bringing her in.

Man, we'd be done by now if we
hadn't lost that stop sign.

Lost? Try sabotaged.

Nick and Colton
probably chickened out

and stole our stolen sign
from the truck.

Whatever, man.
They're gonna need more than

just one stop sign
to win that scavenger hunt.

It's the police.
Hurry up!

They just never get enough
of this foolishness.

Come on.
Let's go, let's go!

Dispatch, this is 727-L-30.

We got a two-- Oh, no, no, no!

Oh, my God.

I didn't see a stop sign.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Oh, my God.
What can I do?

Go to my patrol car.

Grab my medical kit.
It's in a blue tackle box.

Hurry!

Dispatch, this is 727-L-30.

I need an RA unit to Dover
and Legion Lane.

-I have a pedestrian struck
by a vehicle.

You! You, get over here!

Is he-- Is he gonna die?

I need you to get over yourself
and help me.

Take off that jacket and
press down on that leg hard.

You want him to live,
do it now!

There you go.
Press hard. Press hard.

That's it. That's it.

-What's his name?
-Tr-Trevor.

Why'd you run?

You would have arrested us.

It was a misdemeanor.

You're gonna die
over a misdemeanor?

-What do we do?
-All right,

we're gonna push him
on his side, he's choking.

We're gonna push on three.

Keep his head,
neck and back aligned.

-On three.
-Okay.

One, two, three.

Keep him steady.
Trevor, can you hear me?

Come on, come on, come on.
Trevor. Trevor!

No. No, no, no, no.
I'm not gonna leave. No.

Athena. Athena, we're here.
We got it. We're here.

C-collar flying in.

Let's get a tourniquet.
-We got you. We got you.

Try not to move.

Keep him steady.

Athena? Athena.

Athena.

You doing all right?

-Fine.
-Your hands are shaking.

It's just adrenaline.

Are you sure?

He's a kid.

A dumb, stupid kid.

We've got a rhythm.
Let's move.

How's he looking?
Substantial blood loss

and probably some internal
bleeding,

judging from the bruise
on his abdomen.

Definitely gonna need surgery.

I'll call into the ER now.

-Are you good?
-Yeah.

All right.

Is he okay?

What's wrong with you?

We were just collecting stop
signs for the scavenger hunt.

-We were just having fun.
-Fun?!

Your stolen signs injured
a cyclist.

Nearly punctured her artery.

She barely made it
to the hospital.

-Now your friend may die.
-I'm so sorry.

-We were just being...
-Reckless.

You think because you're young
that you're invincible?

You're not.

Is he gonna be okay?

It's out of our hands.

What do we got?

17-year-old male
struck by a motor vehicle

at a high rate of speed.

Got massive blood loss
from a leg wound

and some bruising
on his abdomen,

consistent with internal
bleeding.

Okay. Prep the OR for
an exploratory laparotomy.

Also give Ortho a heads-up.

We're gonna need to try
and save that leg

after we save his life.

I know you. Both of you.

Good to see you
on your feet this time.

Thanks again.

She's the trauma surgeon.

Talk about your dumb luck.

Any news on the boy
from the accident?

I have a feeling that
Athena's gonna want to know.

He's doing really well.

Apparently he had
a really great surgeon.

Oh, would you stop.

-What?
The surgeon.

She was that woman that
fell off the balcony.

Wow, what are the chances
of that?

That's like a two-for-one
special.

It's a pretty busy hospital.

Who knows how many people Lucy
actually saved in the long run?

So, do you feel any differently
about catching her now?

Doctor or not,
that woman got to live.

You know, it's weird.

I never really thought
about it before, but now,

I wonder how many other people

we've inadvertently saved

by saving someone else.

Hey.

-Hey.
-You're up early.

Oh, are you preparing for
another battle royale

poker night against
the Wilsons?

No, just good old solitaire.

I used to play this after work
back in my rookie days.

Helped keep my mind off things

I couldn't shake off
from the job.

How's that working for you now?

I've been playing all night.
Couldn't sleep.

Have you heard about that boy
from the accident?

I wasn't sure I wanted to.

You know Harry has
those same shoes.

When you arrived on the scene,
I saw one of them

in the middle of the street

because that boy had been
knocked out of it

when the car hit him.

And all I could think was,
"Harry has those shoes."

His are probably
two sizes smaller,

but not for long.

-Harry's a good kid.
-Yeah, well,

-even good kids do dumb things.
-They do.

That boy is gonna be okay.

-He's made it out of surgery.

Feel like you can sleep now,
or do you want me to make

a pot of coffee
and you can deal me in?

No. I am done
with games of chance.

Hey, good morning.

-How was your shift?

Uh, yeah, you know, pretty good.

-Yeah?
-What are you working on?

Lucy Donato.

-Uh, what?
-I've been trying to get

an interview with this woman
for days,

but she won't return my calls.

I was starting to take it
personally, but apparently

she's not returning
anyone's calls.

Uh, you mean she's not taking
reporters' calls, right?

Exactly. So...

I was thinking maybe
you could talk to her

and put in a good word for me.

-No. Absolutely not.
-Oh...

Never gonna happen,
but-but-but, hey, hey,

I will give you an exclusive
and pretty heartwarming

surprise ending to the story
that no one else knows.

Oh, I'm intrigued.
What's the catch?

I need you to help me
find someone.

Hey, so, uh,
so what do you think?

-They're really tall.

If you don't want to do this
or it gets too scary,

we can leave.

When do I get to ride one?

Okay, maybe not that scary.

First, I am gonna introduce you
to all the horses,

and then I'm gonna show you
how to groom them

and feed them, and then you're
gonna walk around on a lead.

-That sounds like work.

Yeah. Yeah, it's work.

But it's how the horses
learn to trust you,

and you learn to trust
the horses.

Can I show him around the place?

Sure.

-I'll be here
if you need me, okay?
-Okay.

-All right.
-Ready?

Let's go meet some horses.

-Have fun.
-Okay, Dad. Thanks.

Equine therapy?

I was doing some research
with Taylor,

and I found this place.

What kind of research?

Well, you were saying
the other day

how random everything seems.

Like, is there, is there
a point to anything?

I remember.

So before you joined the 118,
right, we had this rule.

Don't go past the glass doors.

We bring someone to the ER,

we hand them over,

and that's it-- our job is done.

Never heard that one.

I'm not sure who the first one
to break the rule was.

-Probably me.
-Yeah.

Our job was always just to save
the person in front of us.

Whatever happens next,
well, we...

we aren't supposed to know.

I can see the wisdom
in that philosophy.

It got me thinking...

about the day you got shot.

Well, with everything that
happened, I almost forgot,

that wasn't even our call.

-We were only there
because of...
-Charlie.

It made me wonder
if you ever wished

we hadn't saved him.

-What?
-Come on.

The kid is being poisoned
by his mom.

Probably gonna be
messed up for life.

He almost died.
You don't regret going there?

-No.
-But if it's all just random...

It was still
the right thing to do.

Yeah.

I think so, too.

That's Charlie.

He lives with his aunt
and uncle now.

They seem like really
good people.

They've been bringing him here
for the past few months.

He looks happy.

'Cause he got the help
he needed.

And that started with you.

Whatever happens to him next,
you gave him that second chance.

Maybe that's the point.

Yeah.

Maybe it is.