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♪ Turn it on

♪ Turn, turn it on

♪ Play my song

♪ Sing, sing along

♪ Move to the beat

♪ Keep, keep it on

♪ Done, done, done

♪ Da-done, done, done, done

♪ Come, come, come

♪ Come for the fun

♪ Under the moon

♪ Under the sun

♪ L.A. to Tokyo

♪ Down to London

♪ Go

♪ Go

[ Fan whirring ]

[ Knock on door ]

♪

[ Knock on door ]
* L.A. to Tokyo

♪ Down to London

♪ Go

[ Knock on door ]

♪

[ Knocking continues ]

♪ L.A. to Tokyo

♪ Down to London

♪ L.A. to Tokyo

♪ Down to London

[ Knock on door ]
Coming. Coming. Geez.

[ Sighs ] Jack.

Oh.
Andy.

You look like fungus.
Thank you.

Uh, well, you're not
answering my calls,

so, uh, I brought you
some smoothies

and these chia-seed
muffin things.

The barista said
they were healthy.
What is this?

This is me telling you
it's time

to leave this crap-shack
and come home.

But politely,
with muffins and smoothies.

Oh.
Uh, did--

did you just refer to my house
as a crap-shack?

You have a large hole
in your roof

that nobody has bothered
to repair.

Are you always this rude?

Only when I'm this angry.
Why are you angry?

Because you haven't been
answering my calls.

Yeah,
but I've been busy.

Busy doing what?

Getting ready to patch up
this ceiling.

Oh, okay, great.

Well, then, after you do that,
then can you come back to work?

Nah,
I'm not gonna do that.

Firefighting ends lives.

Do you want to end his life?

This muffin tastes
like basement.

Jack, we can go right now
and talk to Chief Ross.

Yeah, no.

Well,
then I'm not leaving here

until you get dressed
and come with me.

Who exactly do you think
you are?

I'm his friend.

And this is called
tough love.

Because I've tried being gentle
and I've tried being patient.

And now your plan is to poison
him with cardboard muffins?

[ Laughs ]

Jack, we're still
your family.

[ Scoffs ]
Okay?

He said he's fine.

I don't-- I don't get it.

This is your career.

You fought hard
for this career.

It's time to save it.

Come with me.

I can't.

You know,
I have to fix this roof.

Jack.

Alright, fine.
You know what?

Give it. Give it. Gimme.

Okay, sorry.

I love you.

Mean it.

Bye.

So, it's 12 packs of syringes,
4 boxes of latex gloves,

and 6 bags of saline.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.

That was 12 packs of syringes. Syringes.

4 of latex gloves,
and 6 bags of saline.

Only six?

Yeah, let's hope there's
not another heat wave.

Mm.

Hey, if you're getting tired
of the clipboard,

I can switch with you.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
I'm loving the clipboard.

Makes me feel
like the Chief.

Oh, really?
Like the Chief of the Clinic?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah,
pick up the pace, Intern.

[ Snapping fingers ]

[ Laughs ] Oh.

[ Snapping fingers ]

Can I help you?

I got it.

Well, you obviously
don't got it.

You're just mixing up everything
we've already counted.

What do you need?

Ibuprofen.

What happened to the supply
downstairs?

It's all out.

[ Sighs ]

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Just go easy on those, okay?

They're a little rough
on the stomach lining.

I tell her that, too,
but Maya doesn't always do

what's best for her.

Yeah. Thanks for
the tag team, but I'm good.

Want to talk about it?

Talk about what?
"Talk about what?"

Look, I got frostbite
from the chill in the air.

[ Sighs ]
Marriage is hard, that's all.

Don't I know it.

My wife threw poo-covered sheets
at me this morning.

What?

Well, she didn't mean it
the way that it sounds.

You know, at least
I don't think she did.

But, you know, look,
Pru had an accident,

Miranda was in a hurry,

and I caught a handful
of raw toddler poop.

[ Laughs ]

Ahh...

As I said,
marriage is hard.

♪

[ Sighs ]

[ Door closes ]

Mm!

March 4, 1976.

Come on, take a guess.

I don't want to guess.

Jones and Peterson respond
to a garbage fire

outside Emerald City Bar.

That became Joe's bar.

Our bar.

It's like being back in 1976.

Isn't that cool?
- It's fascinating.

Holy crap, this thing's
14 pages long.

Oh, my God, okay,
so it's 14 pages long.

You want
to make sure Dixon

doesn't get
the endorsement, right?

You can do 14 pages.

You can do 114 pages
if they want you to.

What is that?

Vic: It's the questionnaire
for the union

to get their endorsement.
Go, Travis.

"If elected, will you support
maintaining the service levels

and staffing
of the fire department?"

No. No, you know what?
I'm gonna slash the budget.
Oh, my God.

I mean, who would do that?
Dixon would.

I mean, he wouldn't say it,
but he would think it.

Yeah,
and yet he's winning.

How is he winning?

Chief Ross says that he has
a hold on the police

and the fire unions.

I mean, what is it
that they see in this guy?

Union guys are old-school.

My dad would tell me
about the meetings

he went to
when I was a kid.

Let's just say
there's a reason

they love
the Dixons of the world. Hm.

So you're saying
that they tend

to like
old Draconian white men

and are less keen on, say,

neurotic, self-righteous,
half-Korean gay men?
Stop.

Yeah, well, I don't have
to say it to say it.

[ Sighs ]
Hey, hey, hey, hey.

It's the first inning
of game one.

We got this, okay?
Mm.

I'm gonna get a list
of all the union members,

and we're gonna win each one
of them over, because...

We are prepared.
...we are charming.

Charming.
You're charming.

We are charming.
We are charming.

You're charming. Mm!
I'm charming.

I can be charming.
Yeah, okay. I got this.

Why are you reading the
Dead Sea Scrolls this morning?

[ Laughs ]

I found some old logbooks
in the back.

It's pretty cool.

O-kay.

He's a fire nerd, huh?

I am a fire nerd. Yeah.

Wait till
he starts testing you.

Mm.
I think it's cute.

Dispatch on P.A.:
Crisis One requested

for a domestic
at Garret and 72nd.

Domestic. My favorite.

Lucky.
Travis: That's not--

No, I'm just saying.
Not about the domestic.

I just-- I'm stuck
on desk duty today, so...

Yeah, well, I served
my desk-duty sentence.

Oh, yeah, wait, Maya.
Huh?

Thanks for standing up
to Beckett for Andy.

That was...
That took a lot of guts.

- Yeah.
- Thank you. Thank you.

Theo: Props on that.

Herrera...

What can I do for you?

Please tell me "nothing."

Nothing for me, sir.

Wonderful.
Then have a-- Have a nice day.

Well, I'm here about Jack.

And I have some muffins.

Jack, yeah.

Uh, uh, pretty boy, handcuffed.

Handcuffed
to a tree, right?

The man's suffering, Captain.

I think-- I think we should
do something to help him.

We're all suffering, Herrera.

Read Nietzsche.

These muffins taste
like sadness.

I'm serious.
We're the only family he has.

Okay.
This is his home.

Alright, I'm
a little bit confused.

I thought
Gibson taking off

was the best thing
that ever happened to you.

What does that have to do
with anything?

You're only back
because he's gone.

So how is that supposed to work
if we bring him back?

All I'm saying is,
we-- we fight for Jack.

We find room for him.

Come on, he's
an excellent firefighter.

He wa an excellent firefighter,
and now he doesn't work here

because he doesn't want
to work here.

I know,
but my thought is...

you threaten him.
Threaten him? With what?

So, his six-month leave
has come and gone.

You tell him
if he doesn't engage,

start the process
to come back,

ask for help or treatment
or whatever he needs,

that you're gonna
cut him loose.

Gibson never asked
for a six-month leave.

What?
That's right. He just took off.

He flew the coop,
no conversation,

no paperwork, no notice.
No, I-I--

Okay? I know you just want
to help your friend,

but I'm not sure
I want a firefighter

that I can't count on.

Goodbye, Herrera.

Take your muffins with you.

They're a choking hazard.

♪

[ Sighs ]

This neighborhood
look familiar?

Maybe we've responded
to this address before?

God, I hope
it's that drunken guy

that got stuck
in a doggy door.

Still my favorite call.

Yeah, well, whatever it is,

I'm sure it beats
putting up with Beckett.

He still on your case?

I can take whatever
he's dishing out.

Nobody's doubting
your pain tolerance.

I'm just saying, if it gets to
be too much, you can come to us.

You shouldn't be punished
for looking out for the team

and trying to get
Andy's job back.

We're on your side.

Well,
maybe you shouldn't be.

Why is that?
No reason.

I'm just overworked.

Right.

Whenever Miranda and I
work too hard,

it really puts a stress
on our marriage, you know.

This morning,
she actually threw poop at--

My marriage is fine.

You don't want
to talk about it.

I got it.

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Cellphone dings ]
[ Laughs ]

Oh.

Hey, Herrera.

What are
you giggling about?

Oh,
it's the dating-app banter.

Apparently, I'm the king of,
uh, flirty puns.

Oh. Wow.

Who knew?

[ Sighs ]

You alright?

Uh, I'm just worried
about Jack.

[ Sighs ] That guy lied to you
for months about where he was.

Uh [Sighs]
Doesn't that piss you off?

Yeah, it absolutely does.
I mean...

But I will hand him
his ass

right after
I save his career.

Did he ask for that?

No, but I'm more stubborn
than he is.

You can't fight his battles
for him,

especially if he doesn't
want to be back.

Did I ask you for advice?
Nope.

I'm gonna give it to you anyway.

Ah.
We call that mansplaining.

Alright, I'm just gonna
watch you torture yourself

through this losing battle
and say nothing.

Jack doesn't even know
what he wants.

He's living and partying with
the widow of a dead firefighter

whose death he feels
responsible for.

That's toxic.

Like, does that even sound
like what he wants?

Are you asking now?

Was there a question mark
on my sentence?

Look, sometimes people need
to hit rock bottom

before they ask for help.

And he's not asking you
for help.

He's asking you to--

to give him the dignity
of his own experience.

[ Cellphone dinging ]

Hello!

You're getting another text
from Milkmaid47.

47.
Wow.

I don't know why you would
even consider a date

with a woman
who calls herself Milkmaid.

Uh, it's a reference to--

I know
what it's a reference to.

Okay, well, then you know.

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Siren chirps ]

- What's going on?
- Neighbors called 911.

Said they heard
yelling and glass breaking.

How long you been here?
Did you hear anything?

I just got here.
Haven't heard a thing.

They say
if anyone was hurt?

That's all dispatch
gave me.

Okay,
let's check it out.

Oh, uh, wait, dispatch
did give me their names.

Kitty Dixon and her husband,
Michael Dixon.

So, like,
Chief Michael Dixon?

Candidate for mayor
Michael Dixon?

Yeah, that's the one.

♪

Huh.

[ Sighs ]

Yeah.

Travis came to dinner here once.

Said it was like "Who's Afraid
of Virginia Woolf?"

I don't know
what that means.

It's a movie about drunk people
who hate each other.

It was a play first.

Really?
Uh-huh.

Oh.
[ Knock on door ]

Can you hear anything?

Nothing.

Maybe we should call this one in
to PD.

[ Lock disengages, door opens ]

Good morning.

Oh, or is it afternoon?

We're responding
to a 911 call.

Your neighbors
are concerned.

Oh, dear.
Can we come in?

Well, what kind of hostess
would I be?

[ Chuckles ] Come.

So, can I get you something?

Some, uh, Chardonnay?
[ Door closes ]

Oh, um, no. Uh...

Mrs. Dixon, we were called here

because your neighbors
reported yelling

and the sound
of breaking glass.

Do you know anything
about that?

Doesn't ring a bell.

Is Chief Dixon home?

Chief. [ Laughs ]

I love how you all treat him
with such reverence.

"Chief,"

"Captain,"

"Mayor." Yeah.

Whoopsie. [ Chuckles ]

No, Chi Dixon is gone.

Okay, I think I'm gonna
stand guard outside,

just in case he comes back.

Good idea. Thanks.

Are you hurt?
Kitty: Yes.

I am devastated that
my favorite liquor store

doesn't deliver anymore.

Are you physically hurt?

Define "physical."

[ Chuckles ]

It seems like
everything's okay here,

so we're gonna let you
get back to your afternoon.

And make sure that you give us
a shout if there's...

Warren?

Oh. Oops.

You saw that, huh?

Well, I guess the cat's
out of the bag.

Mm, or Kitty's in the bag.

[ Laughs ]

Yeah. [ Clears throat ]

I had tests in college
that were shorter than this.

Oh, you are focusing
on the wrong thing,

and you're getting overwhelmed.
I need you to focus on the goal.

Right, yes, the goal,
the goal. Right.

Okay.
Wrestle the endorsement
away from Dixon.

Now, this-- this is
your opportunity

to introduce yourself
to the union

and show them
how different you are.

I am different, aren't I?

Yeah, but in a good way.

I meant it in a good way.

Right. What?

Tra-- Okay, can you just
ask me the first question?

Let's go, let's do this.

"Do you have
a written campaign plan?"

Pbht.

No one has more ideas than you.

You've got-- You could
fill pages with them, right?

This is playing right into
your strengths, so let's just...

- Okay.
- Next question.

"Have you ever run for
or held an elected office?"

High school vice president.

Great!
Yeah, that's good.

It's the truth,
and the truth is always good.

I was impeached.

Next question?

Okay. "Please describe your
campaign manager's experience."

I was the president
of the theater club.

And the treasurer. So...
Nah, I can't do this.

Travis, no one is holding my
lack of experience against you.

Yeah, because they're too busy
holding mine against me.

Dispatch on P.A.:
Engine 19 requested.

Car fire at Binder Avenue
and Maple Street.

Can you take me with you?
No!

Read that!

Bye. Have fun.

Male firefighter: Hurry.
Come on. Hurry.

Male firefighter #2:
Yeah, let's get down there.

Let's go, let's go.

Male firefighter #3:
Are you getting geared up?

Female firefighter: Yeah.

♪

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

[ Groans ]

Okay.

[ Sirens wailing ]

[ Pounding ]

[ Sighs ] Do you...

Do you have any more tools?

Maybe, like, a SKILSAW?

Don't know what that is.

But those are
all the tools he had.

Those were Rigo's tools.

Couldn't get rid of them.

I feel weird
using Rigo's tools.

Good. You should.

[ Sighs ]

[ Pills rattling ]

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Easy there, Nurse Jackie.

Those are, you know, strong,

and mine for-- for pain.

Well, I'm in pain, too, Jack.

Just 'cause we don't talk
about it

doesn't mean it's not there.

Okay, well, Rigo was, and is--

Don't talk to me
about Rigo.

You just said you wanted
to talk about him.

I did not.

I said I want you
to let me take a pill

if I want to take a pill.

Aah!

Wow.

Smooth.

Do you even know
what you're doing?

Yeah, I can do it, okay?

I just need a SKILSAW and--
I don't know-- some extra wood.

Oh, Andy got to you.

No, she didn't.

If you want to go back,
you should go back.

The only place I want to go
is the hardware store.

You want to come?
Nope.

Okay. See ya soon.

Uh-huh.

Looks like Dixon
is an abusive husband.

No surprise there.

Well,
we don't know that yet.

God, I am so sick
of seeing this.
[ Kitty humming ]

Okay, Maya, this is not
the situation with your family.

We remain neutral.

Yeah, got it.

[ Humming continues ]

It was
just a little quarrel.

It doesn't look that way.

Are you married?
Yes.

Well, then you know.

I'm sure you and your husband

are no strangers
to the marital spat.

Uh, Mrs. Dixon...
Hmm?

...I've been married
for over a decade.

There is broken glass.

Your neighbor called.

This is no spat.

Ugh, Cindy.
She's such a gossip hound.

Kitty,
you don't deserve this.

Deserve what, dear?

Look, I saw this happen
to my own mother.

It is hard to see
from the inside.

I didn't even see it at first.

Wait. Oh, dear.
You think I'm a Lifetime movie.

A little battered woman
cowering in the corner.

How sad.

If your husband went into a rage
and broke a window...

Oh, for heaven's sakes.
I did it!

Okay? See?

I smashed it because he is
a pathetic little man.

So screw him!

♪

[ Sirens wailing ]

- Help!
- We can't get out!

[ Coughing ]

It's an all-electric vehicle.
No tailpipe.

Andy: Masks up.
That smoke is toxic.

This could get messy.
Travis, get a line.

Sullivan, Theo,
get those people out.

I'll disconnect the battery
to disable the airbags.

Help!
Get us out of here!

Too much smoke! Too much smoke!
Get us out!

Help! Please!

Someone
modified this vehicle.

Yeah,
they can't open the door.

Nothing works!

It just started saying "Error."
That's all it says.

[ Horn honks ]

There must be a short
in the battery.

It shuts everything down.

Maddy, are you okay?

I can't breathe.

She's losing consciousness.

Maddy, we're gonna get you
out of here, alright?

Use the manual release.

Matt: What the--
There is none!

It's on the handle.

There's nothing.

Check the floor
next to your feet.

Got to get them out now.
Break it.

No, don't break it! You can't!
Move out of the way!

- Now!
- Break it!

Cover your face.

Woman: Clear!

[ Coughs ]
Oh, my dad is gonna kill me.

Come on, Maddy.
Here we go.

I got you.

She's gonna need oxygen.

Come with me.
Come on.

There should have been
a fail-safe on that battery.

Someone hacked it.

And once that battery pack
builds up enough heat,

it's like
a trick birthday candle.

It'll keep lighting up
on its own.

[ Flames whooshing ]

Hit it, Travis!
Matt: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

No, you can't ruin it!
No water!

♪

He said I'm embarrassing.

Me, Katherine Huntington, embarrassing.

You know what? I'll tell you
what's embarrassing.

You know what's embarrassing?
Wearing denim to dinner.

Okay, Kitty,
there are many ways

to feel trapped
in a marriage--

physically, emotionally, financially.

Oh!
Dick doesn't come from money.

No, no, that's all mine.

Yeah, he was my little
rebellious fling.

And look at me now--
puttering around like arm candy

while my inheritance funds
his little vanity campaign.

You-- You do know that he has
no funders, right?

Yeah, he couldn't raise
a dime.

Yeah,
can I see your hand, please?

Why are you making
such a fuss?

My plastic surgeon will fix it.
He's very good.

Ms. Dixon, if you feel unsafe
here, we can help relocate you.

Oh, I'm nobody's victim, sweetheart.

I'm not saying that
you're a victim, but I do--

- Sir, you can't go in.
- What the hell?

Dixon: This is my house.
Oh, there he is--
man of the house.

Get out of my way.

Ow. That stings.

What the hell is this?

Hello, Dick.

Yeah, you know what?

We don't actually do
animal disposal, sir.

King County has a service
for that.

Yeah, I think you just call
them, and you tell them

you have
a raccoon in your pool.

Yeah, okay.

You are very welcome.

Do you need help?

Oh, you don't want to
help me count these.

No, I am so bored,
I actually do.

Okay.

Do you want to talk
about it?

Is it that obvious?

Well, I am wildly observant,
but, yeah, it's very obvious.

I might be pregnant.

Yay?

I might be pregnant, but
I also might not be pregnant.

Oh.
And-- And I don't even know
what I'm rooting for,

because Maya and I
are not in a good place.

She feels impossible
to talk to.

And I don't even know
how I feel about this anymore.

Okay, I'm sorry.

You don't know if you want
to be pregnant?

You've been trying so hard
for so long.

I know. We have.

And it's cost money and time
and pain and heartbreak.

I don't like feeling like
I don't even know my own mind,

my own heart.

Okay, well, why don't
you take a test?

N-No.

Without Maya here?

N--
What if it's positive?

What if it is?

I mean, how would you feel?

I don't know.

And-- And it's probably
too early to tell, so...

Okay, well, I don't know.

It sounds like you're feeling
out of control.

Maybe this would help you feel
like you're doing something.

You have
the inventory sheet?

Yeah.

Can you mark down
one less pregnancy test?

Yes. Done.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

I didn't know there was
another way to open the door.

That's because you stole
your dad's car.

It just sits
in the driveway.

I just...

Is she gonna be okay?

She's breathing better now.

Your girlfriend, uh,
have any medical issues?

I don't know.

She's--
She's not my girlfriend.

I mean, she said
that she'd go out with me,

but I got this old,
beat-up junk car.

My dad says that having a nice
car is the way to impress women.

Your dad's wrong.

Sullivan: That's good.

Now breathe.

Nice and easy, okay?

♪

Man on P.A.: Service manager
needed on the floor.

[ Drill whirs ]
Service manager,
come to the floor, please.

♪

[ Ringtone plays ]

Woman: Honey, did you grab
the list from the counter?

♪

Oh!

[ Clatter ]

What was that?

Oh, no.
Oh, my gosh.

- Oh, my gosh.
- Are you alright?

- Sir, are you okay?
- Are you okay, sir?

Should we...
Sorry. Here. Let's--
Let's try to get you...

- Hey, whoa!
- No, no, no. No, no.

Don't-- don't--
Don't move him. Don't move him.

Oh.
[ Man groans ]

Here, let me get these.

Are you experiencing
any loss of focus,

any blurred vision, dizziness?

No. No, just my head.

Can I sit up?

No, no.
It's best you don't move

until
we get you checked out.

Does it hurt when I press on
the back of your neck like this?

Yeah.
Did you call an ambulance?

Yes.
Are you a doctor?

Uh, no.

I'm not, uh,
anything anymore.

Employee:
We found a doctor.

Out of the way.
What happened?

Uh, some copper pipes
fell directly on his head.

An ambulance is on its way.

♪

Well, that was easy.

Huh. They usually
don't go out that fast.

Usually?
Well, it's not
an exact science.

I'll get the thermal-imaging
camera to check

if there's any heat
from the battery pack.

Good job.

The fire's out for now, but
we got to get that thing towed.

What happens now?

You need to call your dad.

I can't.
He will disown me.

I'm sure that's not true.

Yeah, well, I'll never hear
the end of it.

When I was 10,
I fell off my bike,

and he made fun of me
until I was 15.

He said I needed
to thicken my skin.

Ah, great.
Now I'm crying in front of her.

Whoa, whoa!
Okay, okay, lady.

Matt, I don't give a crap
about flashy cars.

Your dad
sounds like a dick.

All human beings
have feelings.

Toxic masculinity is,
like, so over.

Matt: So, what do I do?

Time to call.

♪

[ Breathes deeply ]

[ Line ringing ]

Why are you people
in my house?

There was a report
of domestic violence.

I told them it was nothing, Dick.

See?
Clearly, it is nothing.

Apparently, it was enough
for a neighbor to be concerned.

Ben: A man
can be a victim of abuse, too.

So if you need to take a walk
and talk to somebody...

Oh, my God! Stop this.
...we can get--

Get out. What happens
in our home privately

is no one's concern
but ours.

Ooh! Big man.
You tell 'em, honey.

Kitty, please.
You're drunk.

Don't talk to her like that.

Bishop, take your daddy issues
out on somebody else.

Kitty, let's not make a scene.

Oh, why, Dick?

Am I embarrassing you
in front of your team?

Oh, I'm sorry.
Actually, the-- the team

that you were fired from.

Mrs. Dixon, why don't you sit
down before you hurt yourself?

Oh, I will not sit.

Damn it, Kitty, sit down!
Why?

What are you gonna do, Dick?
Huh?

Wear your little suits
and your pin,

Just for Men hair?
And you think I'm embarrassing?

Do you realize
who I could have married?

Keith Vanderbilt.

Keith Vanderbilt.
That's right.

Oh, you guys, he was
so gorgeous and rich.

And I was the idiot who turned
him down to run off with this...

well, this--
This what, Kitty?

This
middle-class imbecile?

Ah, well, you said it,
not me.

Would you watch
where you're going?

L-Let's all
just take a breath.

No wonder Emmett
fled the country.

You're insufferable!

He left because of you!

- No, no.
- You want a scene, honey?

Here.
No.

Ben: No, don't do that.

You are a lowlife idiot.

No, no, no, no.
Maya: No.

Oh, yeah? Well, you have
a stick up your ass.

Kitty.
Mrs. Dixon,
please put down the vase.

That was your mother's.
No, no, no.

Pl-- No.
No, no, no, no.

Oh!

Kitty:
I didn't mean to hit him.

I just wanted to rattle him
a little bit.

You both need counseling.

Oh, please. That's so gauche.
Fighting's normal.

Nope. Nope.

Trust me, this--
this is not normal.

I mean, look, my wife
threw sheets at me

this morning that happened to be
covered in raw toddler poo.

And I was irritated,

and she apologized,
and she explained to me

that she was aiming
for the hamper.

And it wasn't her fault that
I felt the need to play catch.

See, that, that right there,
that's normal.

That is mildly disgusting,

but it is also
a normal marital spat.

No one got injured.

No one
even raised their voice.

Your life sounds
so painfully boring.

I was just thinking
the same, exact thing.

Right?
[ Laughs ]

Oh, Dick,
honey, I'm sorry.

I know you are, honey.

Okay, so,
you don't need stitches.

[ Clears throat ] Do you feel
safe enough to stay here?

What the hell are you
talking about, Warren?

Yeah.
What's he writing?

Incident report.

You know, it's nice to see
this little Crisis One charade

up close and personal.

It's gonna make it a lot
easier for me to shut it down.

You're sexy
when you talk politics.

Andy:
Is this your car?

Sir, is this your car?

Yes.
Well, when you hack
the software,

it messes with the limiters that
keep the battery running cool.

Load it up.

Well, you can't load it
just yet.

The battery's still hot.

Feels nice and cool to me, sweetheart.

It's Lieutenant Sweetheart, actually.
[ Sighs ]

Yeah, whatever.

Look, the lithium car battery
has hundreds of little batteries

that are jammed together
in one panel under the car.

You hit a vulnerable piece
of that,

and it-- it's not good.

You done?

This is my car.

That is a private
tow-truck company.

I can do whatever I want.
My property.

Okay, but what you're doing
is dangerous.

Take it up with me
in court, then, okay?

My firm
will eat you alive.

Okay.

[ Exhales sharply ]

Are you sure you're okay
for us to go?

Yep. I have book club tonight,
so I have to get ready.

What's the problem,
Bishop?

Emotional abuse
is still abuse.

I don't abuse women.

I love my wife.

So much so that I'll take
a vase to the head for her.

You hear that, Kitty?

I love you.

Aww! You do?

I know
you're my best asset.

I'm a bland,
pasty bureaucrat.

You're the spark.

We make a great team.

We do, don't we?
Of course we do.

And I'm sorry
Emmett left the country.

We'll plan a big trip
to visit him.

Oh.
He's such a charmer.

See, this is why he's gonna
be such a good mayor.

Well, thank you all
for coming.

It's so nice to see
Emmett's friends.

I'm gonna need an NDA
from both of you.

Yeah, you've got one.
It's called HIPAA.

Yeah, I'm gonna need a much
stronger one than that.

My attorney will be in touch.

Where is he?

What the hell
were you thinking?!

I'm-- I'm really sorry.
You're sorry?

They had a little bit
of smoke inhalation,

but they're both fine.

Can't say the same thing
about my car, though, huh?

Yeah. Thought you could put on
a tough-guy act for this girl?

Driving around, showing off
in your daddy's new car?

Pathetic.
Okay, don't talk to him
like that.

Excuse me?
They're kids.

You're throwing a tantrum,
worried about your car?

You should be relieved
your son isn't hurt.

We'll talk about this later.

Come on.
Let's get the hell out of here.

Hey, take it slow.

Alright, let's pick it up
and get back to the station.

Hey!
I knew this was too good
to be true.

Here we go again.
What the hell?

Oh, great.
You got to put that out.

What are you doing? Get out!
Get out of the truck!

- Hey, shut off the truck!
- Okay, okay.

Move away!
The smoke is toxic.

It's fine.

♪

Is it weird
that we're doing this?

Seven months ago, you--

I mean, you gave me
a-an abortion. Ah.

So I'm just saying,
is this our thing now?

Oh, God, I hope
it's not our thing.

[ Laughs ]

[ Sighs ]

So, what are
you hoping for?

Maya has
mental-health issues.

That's what I think.

And I have lived a lot
of my life with people

who have mental-health issues,
and I am good at it.

But the thing that happens
when you're in a relationship

with somebody
with mental-health issues

is that you don't matter.
Vic: Mm.

Your fear, your needs, your
problems-- They don't matter.

Well, mental illnesses don't
make you inherently selfish.

But I don't know.
It is selfish

if Maya's refusing
to do anything about it.

It shouldn't be like that.

I know.
It shouldn't be.

But it is like that
right now.

And it doesn't have to be,
if she recognizes she has issues

and--
and she gets help.

And-- And that's why
I'm staying, because--

Oh, my God--
I'm so in love with her.

But I want her back the way
she was.

I want us back
the way we were.

And so I'm waiting.

But it's hard.

Because I want to matter.

Mm.
[ Timer music plays ]

What does it say?

Okay, you know what?
Hold on.

Just don't-- don't look.
Just-- Just say it.

What do you want?
No second guesses.

Just what do you want?
I want a positive.

I-I-I want a positive.

I want a baby.

I want to be a mom.

But I want my wife
to be here with me.

I want her to be committed
and involved.

I-I-I don't want
to do this alone.

Okay. Cool.
What are you doing?

Well, like you said,
it's probably too early anyway.

But now you know
what you want.

And what you want is for your
wife to be standing beside you

the moment you find out
you're gonna have a baby.

Right?

So we're not gonna look.

We're not gonna look?

I don't know.
I'm not the boss of you.

But I am a good listener,

and I think we should
leave it in the trash.

And you need to go fight
for what you want.

Yeah. Thank you.

Yeah.
This is our thing.

This is our thing. Yeah.

[ Laughs ]

I mean, we just prevented them
from killing each other,

and he's still
gonna cut Crisis One?

Are you surprised?

No, I mean--

You think
they're gonna be okay?

No. They both seem like
they need serious help.

Listen, um, I know it's hard
to leave your personal stuff

at the door
in these kinds of situations.

I mean, it's really impossible
to separate

yourself
from your own past.

I've dealt with my past.

I'm talking about
your present.

You interjected your personal
stuff onto Kitty today,

and that is not--
Not what?

It seems like you are navigating
tricky marriage issues.

We all have our personal stuff
to deal with,

but it is our job
to leave it at home.

I am not having
marriage issues.

♪

I'm dealing with it
in my own way.

Mm.
It is under control.

[ Chuckles ] That's literally
what Dixon just said.

♪

[ Siren wailing ]

Connect a supply line
to that hydrant.

Dispatch, the battery
on this vehicle has reignited.

Send me
two additional engines.

Herrera, catch me up.

Tow-truck driver being treated
for minor injuries

after an electric car
ignited while in transport.

Go ahead, hit it.

That's not gonna help. Once
this thing gets hot like this,

it'll take hours to go out.

So it takes hours.

I have two additional engines
rotating in.

That's a waste of resources, Lieutenant.

You have to let an
electric fire run its course.

Even the manufacturer
says to let it burn.

We can't just let it burn.

We can and we will.

Cut it!

Team, we are on
exposure protection.

Be ready to contain.

We are just going to let
this run its course.

And that is an order, Lieutenant.

No, it's toxic.

It's poisoning the air.

Let it burn, baby.
[ Grunts ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

♪

Beckett.
What are you doing?

This isn't what we do.

You know, we were--

We were a family before you
came into our station.

When one of us was--
was in trouble, we helped.

We're not doing that anymore,
and I don't know why.

I mean, one of our own
is imploding,

and we're just sitting back
and watching him burn.

It's not right.

And if you can't lead us
through this, Captain, I will.

Man:
Keep those people back.

I'm gonna do it right now.
Keep them back.

Female firefighter: No problem.
I want to do a quick inventory.

♪

Male firefighter: Yeah, go
for it. I'm just gonna check

the call logs and the jobs.

♪

Come on.
Who never took their dad's car?

It's a rite of passage.

No, I didn't.
No way. My dad? Oof.

That would have been
World War III.

I did-- twice.
Both times, severely punished.

Both times,
completely worth it.

It's a rite of passage, right?

Five hours
for a car fire, huh?

What, were you putting it out
with a thimble?

Electric car.

Oh.
Well, say no more.

Oh, he's getting worse.

Who?
Dixon.

He posted a ridiculous clip from
a campaign event this morning.

Dixon: As your next mayor,
my priorities will be to
help maintain, facilitate,

and expand organizations
like this beautiful

new community center.
Did he dye his hair?

I know for a fact he doesn't
believe what he's saying at all.

He's such a hypocrite.

God, he's so boring, too.
He is so boring.

He's a boring hypocrite
with zero emotion.

Not when I saw him.

- Maya.
- What?

Nothing. Forget it.

No.
Why should we protect him?

Because it's against
department policy,

there are laws
and regulations,

and, you know, humanity,
decency, and morality.

Mm.

The domestic call we went on
this morning

was at Dixon's house.

If you're looking for a scandal
for your campaign,

there's probably
something there.

You can't use that.

What?
No, I won't.

You can't.
I'm not going to.

We might.
No!

We're not gonna.

Give me a second.

♪

Do you, uh,
mind giving me a hand?

I'm late for work.

I thought you said
you could do it.

Yeah, no, I can, I can.
Never mind.

What kind of man are you?

Are you serious?

You're-- You're picking
a fight right now?

You started the fight.

You let your snarky
little friend

smack-talk my house
and you didn't shut her down.

Then you casually
bring up Rigo.

"It's weird
to use his tools."

Like, how much weirder is it
than screwing his wife?

Okay, yeah, no, you're
right. I was-- I was
wrong for that one.

Just let me do this, okay?

Mm. Rigo would have fixed it
on day one--

with a smile
on his face.

Okay.

This is why I don't believe
in God anymore.

He always takes
the wrong ones.

[ Door slams ]

♪

[ Sighs, grunts ]

♪

[ Sighs ]

Ben: He said
he's gonna cut Crisis One.

Of course he said that
about Crisis One.

And she hit him
with a vase?

You know you can't use this.
Come on!

Why-- Why can't--
Why can't we? Why can't we?

It's like the tr--
No, Ben, seriously.

It's like
the trolley problem, right?

Okay, I do the one bad thing,
leak the information,

which allows
a good thing to happen,

like Dixon
dropping out of the race,

and the morality
cancels itself out.

No, no, no, okay?

There is no philosophy
to justify that.

It is wrong. And you-- you
can't use your government job

to try and balance
the whole thing out.

Okay, but what if it was,
like, accidentally shared

with the wrong person?

Still no.
Oh, come on, Ben!

- Travis--
- She's coming.

Okay. I know, I know. Okay.

Right.
- Hey, what's up?

Alright, everyone,
I have one question for you.

Mm-hmm?

Are we ready to be
a family again?

What do you mean?

Are-- Are we or are
we not a family?

- Yes.
- Of course.

Right, okay. So are we ready
to be a family again?

Together: Yes.
Let me hear it, 19.

Together: 19!

No, no, bring it in,
bring it in.

I'm serious.
Bring it in.

On 3. Here we go.

1, 2, 3...
Together: 19!

♪ And I've been found

♪ I've been around this life
In! In!

- Whoo! Yes!
- Alright.

♪ But I'm no better now

♪ When the flames reach
for my soul ♪

♪ Where do I go?

♪ What do I believe in

♪ When I'm on my knees?

♪ I know my faith, I need it

♪ But what do I believe in?

♪ All the signs, I see them

♪ I'm praying as I'm bleedin'

♪ Oh, what do I believe in?

♪ What do I, what do I

♪ Mmm

♪ What do I, what do I

♪ Mmm

♪ What do I, what do I

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ I, I

♪ Where do we go?

♪ Where do I go?

♪

♪ Where do we go?

- Captions by VITAC--

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