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♪ Ta-du, la-du, ta-du, la-du

♪ Feel it comin' in

♪ Yeah, it's comin' in fast

♪ Comin' in hot like a meteor

♪ Burnin' me up
like a dinosaur ♪

♪ Walls are closin' in

♪ I need a kick in the teeth

♪ Somethin' to give me
a reason for ♪

♪ Somethin' that's worth
dying for ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah

♪ I think I'm going off
my medicine ♪

♪ I think I need to feel
somethin' again ♪

♪ So push the needle,
bring me closer to the edge ♪

♪ You givin' me, you givin' me

♪ Ah-ah, adrenaline

♪ Ta-du, la-du, ta-du, la-du

♪ Bu-du-du

♪ Ta-du, la-du, ta-du, la-du

♪ Adrenaline

♪ Ta-du, la-du

♪ Adrenaline

- Yeah!
- Yeah, man!

- All right, man.
- We got him!

- We got him.
- We got him.

Oh, you should've seen
your face, dude.

You were,
"Ohh, snakes in my face, man!"

Welcome back, bro.

Diane.

Maya?

Did you forget
I was coming?

I didn't forget.

I just--
I didn't realize it was now.

I didn't-- I didn't--
I didn't realize the time.

I haven't been
sleeping much,

and I decided to do
a deep clean around 4:00 a.m.,

and I lost
track of time.

Oh.

Is your wife home?

She doesn't live here anymore.
I don't know where she lives.

I haven't heard from her
since the day

she had me committed
to a loony bin.

The term "loony bin"
is a throwback to a time

when culturally,
we made fun of people

with mental health crises.

I think it's beneath you,
and I know it's beneath me.

Okay.

Maya, I carved out
the whole day today,

which wasn't easy,
so I'm hoping I can come in.

Yeah, uh, of course.
Come on in.

I hope you don't mind the smell
of cleaning products.

Uh,
can we open a window?

Yeah, that's-- that's a--
that's probably a good idea.

Morning, Captain.

Gibson, I'm sure you want your
old position back,

but lucky me,
I got so many lieutenants.

It's fine. I'm happy to help out
while Bishop's on leave.

Mm-hmm.

Sullivan,
I'm assigning Gibson to you

until he's adjusted
to the job.

Oh, sir, that's not--
that's not necessary.

I forgot how much
I like that guy.

Yeah. Gibson, engine needs
a hose change.

Look, you've been off the job
for more than six months.

That makes you the grunt.

Make some more coffee, too.

Great.
Sprinkles.

Got it.

Coffee.

Hose change.

Chief Ross, ladies,
I, more than anyone,

am appalled by what happened
the other night.

Well, what part?

The profiling of a young,
innocent Black man,

or the weapons being drawn

because he had butter
in his backpack?

All of it.

Truthfully, it makes both
of our departments look bad.

You see the narrative
the press is taking--

"Firefighters versus police
in a pissing contest."

Yeah, I saw that editorial
calling for the feds

to investigate Seattle PD

for possible
civil rights violations,

but my department
wasn't mentioned.

If we let that
narrative prevail,

then the people lose all trust
in our city's public servants,

firefighters included.

We can't let that happen.

I sense a proposition
coming on.

Stand with me
- at tonight's press conference.
- Mm-hmm.

Let's show the people
that fire and police are united,

that we're working together
to prevent

any other unfortunate accidents
like the other night's.

Accidents?
If it weren't for the Chief... Hughes.

...your officers would have
- tased Jamal, or worse.
- Hughes.

Look,
my people got it wrong,

just like your people
got it wrong

when they leaked my wife's
and my private information

from that Crisis One call.

Kitty's talking about lawsuits
and lawyers and PR firms--

no feds, though--

but a lawsuit
can get ugly quickly,

just like this Jamal incident
can get ugly if we let it.

But, fortunately, Jamal got home
safely to his family.

Because fire and police
worked together.

That's all I'm saying.

Oh.

Will you stand with me?

I'll be there.

Herrera. Hughes.

Chief,
with all due respect,

I think he's bluffing
on the lawsuits.

I appreciate you both
being here. Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you, Chief.

All right.

What's all this?

Today, I'm on
incident reports.

And what's all that?

Let's just say the meeting
took a turn.

Took a turn?
That meeting went off a cliff.

Dixon used the Crisis One leak
as leverage

to get Ross to make nice.

She's gonna stand with Dixon
and give PD the credit

for the de-escalation
instead of Crisis One.

It's gross.

That's one more reason
why we shouldn't leak

private information
- from the calls we go on.
- Mm-hmm.

How many more times are you
gonna shame me about that?

As many as it takes
for the shame to really sink in.

I mean, seriously, Travis,
it's like you don't even care.

I do care.
I care a lot, which is why

Eli is coming here to work
on the campaign...
Oh, Eli.

...so the leak,
which was definitely misguided

and for which
I feel great shame... No.

...shall not be
for nothing.

Why are you smiling?

I missed this.

What, you missed
everybody fighting?

I guess so.

And I missed that.

Aid 19, Ladder 19,
Engine 19... All right. Have fun.

...requested
to 1503 Aldred Road.

Aldred Road.

This is part of last year's
redistricting, isn't it?

Yeah.

Man, it's been a long time
since I've been back here.

Wait, is this
your old neighborhood?

Hey, can we go get the, um--
the guava popsicles

from the corner store
you told me about?

You know, I'd love
to get one of those,

but those are actually
in my other old neighborhood.

- Your other old neighborhood?
- Yeah.

My mom and I, we moved there
when I was 14 after my dad died.

This is where we lived when--
when he was alive.

And we just passed a condo
that used to be the corner store

I went to with my mom
back in the day.

It's all so different
from what I remember.

I think you've made
plenty of room.

No,
this place is a mess.

I'm not sure I can think
in a place this messy.

That's perfect.

You're not gonna do much
thinking today.

Is that a joke?

Nope.

Well, I have a hard time--Sitting?

Resting.
Perfect.

You're definitely not going
to be resting today.

We're not resting or thinking?
What are we doing?

Drawing.

I would definitely prefer
to think or rest.

Hm. It's nice to see
your sense of humor

is still in there somewhere.

In there somewhere?
What's that supposed to mean?

Maya, your wife
had to 5150 you

to get you the medical care
you needed,

and your employers
are waiting for me

to determine if it's safe
to let you go back to work.

You can keep
moving furniture,

or you can keep challenging
every word I say,

you could keep your guard up
all day if you want to,

but it's not gonna get you
back to work any faster.

Do you still hope to get back
to work for the fire department?

Ladder 19 fire attack,
get some ventilation flowing.

Engine 19, search and rescue.

Set up triage just in case.

Hey, bro!
Theo Ruiz!

Hey! What's up?
It's me, Tomás.

Don't be acting like you
don't know me, Teodora.

Hey, Tomás.
I got a job to do here, man.

That's my boy right there.
Look at him, just like his pops.

Hey, come by the barbershop
sometime, bro.

I'll hook you up
with the family discount!

Yeah, I'll catch up
with you later.

All right.

No.
Hello to you, too.

Travis isn't here.

And I didn't have time for you
before you proved yourself

a total pariah monster.

I really don't have
the time for you now.

And, uh, what, pray tell,
have I done that solidified

my "pariah monster" status
in your estimation?

The Dixon leak.
That was your fault.

And now
that stupid blond slug

is using it
as leverage against Ross.

Travis has risen in
the polls--
No more talking.

Also, get out.

Andy, don't be shortsighted.

You have to see
the bigger picture.

Close your eyes.

Okay, keep them open.

But picture a world
where Dixon isn't mayor,

Crisis One is safe,

and Travis' soul
is still intact.

Your team
is united and strong.

No, yeah,
I-- I-I see it.

I-I-- I think I--
I'm seeing the bigger picture.

Wow. Wait, I think
I see something else.

Oh, yeah?
What do you see?

Your ass on a curb, never
to be seen or heard from again.

I think I rather like that
my ass is in your picture.

Oh, my God.

All right, Ruiz,
you go straight ahead.

Hughes,
you're with me. Copy.

Let's be quick.

Hughes,
to the right.

Anybody in here?

Hello? Hello?

Hello?
Anybody in here?

The fire is off the kitchen,
but no civilians.

Copy.
Continue search and rescue.

There's nothing upstairs.

Mari, get under her.
Grab her legs!

Help us, please!
You have to help us!

Okay,
what am I drawing?

A timeline.

Of what?

Uh, well,
you're an Olympian.

Not only that, you won the gold
on a sprained ankle.

Yep.

What happened
to your ankle?

I twisted it at Halloween,
and it hasn't quite healed yet.

And at the Olympics?

I twisted it at
the Olympic Village

two nights
before my big race.

I was chasing after a girl
from the French relay team.

I was tipsy.
It was stupid.

I was stupid.
But I wasn't gonna let

one stupid night
decide my fate,

so I ran anyway,
and I won anyway.

Got it. Okay.

Make a timeline
of your Olympic win.

Every relevant moment
leading up to it.

That's impossible.

How am I supposed to remember
every moment?

The ones that matter
will come to you.

Start with the first time
you ever had the thought,

"I want to win."

What do we got?

She was already having trouble
breathing and needs assistance.

It's all right.
Come on, come on.

She's gonna be all right, right?

We got her,
we got her.

Ma'am, save your breath.

Smoke inhalation
can creep up on you.

We shouldn't have stayed.

I told you we shouldn't
have stayed.

It's our home!
Why wouldn't we stay?

They're gonna foreclose
on our home.

Sit down, sit down.
Let me check your oxygen levels.

All that hard
work for nothing.

We're gonna lose our house
after all.

No!

You'll save it, right?

You know,
we're Seattle's finest.

We got you.

Filing, doing the dishes--

when you're not out there
being a superhero,

you're ostensibly
a 1960s secretary, huh?

Something
I've always wanted.

The deal was you be quiet,
I let you stay.

Why do you hate me?

Your disproportionate love
for yourself

has to be balanced out somehow.

- I'm just doing my part.
- I'm not a bad guy.

- I never said you were.
- But you treat me like one.

And, you know, that's fine,
I can take it,

but you're
influencing Travis.

Travis is an adult,
all right?

He can make up his own mind
about people.

Yeah, yeah, he did.
He picked me.

He chose to work
with me.

You don't like my methodology,
but it's not my methodology.

It's how you win
an election.

I get Travis across
the finish line

or it's Michael Dixon, yeah?

The man that will wreak havoc
on this city and Crisis One,

not to mention
any number of petty paybacks

that cretin will throw
at this station.

I-- Well, what do you want me
to do about it?

I want you to get out
of Travis' ear about me

and into everyone else's
for me.

You're the true leader
of this station.

Okay, now you're just trying
to butter me up.

Only if you find
the truth flattering.

You have a tremendous amount
of influence

with these people
and you know it.

Look,
I don't work for you.

You wouldn't be doing it for me,
you'd be doing it for Travis,

you'd be doing it
for the city of Seattle.

You'd be doing it for the good
of freaking humanity.

And you took it
too far.

Too far. Okay. Yeah.

Okay, that's good.

But I only got
to age 12.

We have enough.

Enough for what?

What does this say?

You can't read it?

I can read it, but...

I'd like
you to read it.

That feels a little patronizing
to me.

You feel a little exhausting
to me, so we're even.

Fair enough.

It says, "3 years old,
my cousin's track meet."

That's the first thought
you had of winning?

The first one
I can remember.

Because your cousin won.

No, because she lost.

She was winning
and then... she lost.

And I-I saw his face.

Who's he?
My dad.

I-I saw... his face
when she lost.

You know, my ankle hurts.
I'm gonna get some ice.

Wait.

Before you get that ice,
can you move toward that pain?

I don't know what that means,
but my ankle hurts.

Okay,
just let it hurt.

I need ice!

You ran a race on
a sprained ankle and won gold.

You can sit with pain, Maya.

Just touch your ankle.

Just put your hand
on it.

I don't--
I don't--

I don't know why.

It's okay.

It's okay not to know.

I don't want to lose.

I don't want to lose!

I don't want to lose.

It's okay, Maya.
Let it out.

I just--
I don't want to lose.

I don't want to lose.

It's okay.

I don't want
to lose. I don't want...

I don't want to lose.

I don't want to lose.

I don't--
I don't want to lose.

Mm-hmm.

Mari, you're okay
and you're safe, all right?

We're gonna take care of you
and your family.

It's gonna take
a lot more than you think

to fix
this family up now.

Can I get a hand
with these hoses over here?

Don't worry, mija.
Mija, we're gonna get back

on our feet.

We don't even have a home
to reclaim.

We've lost everything.

You have to save our house. Please.

Oh, no.

No. Our family bible.

It's got our family tree,
birth records,

citizenship papers--Okay, okay.

Okay.
Okay, okay, okay. Okay.

Okay. No, no, no, no.

Captain, what's the status
on the fire?

Contained to two rooms
at the rear of the first floor.

Our civilians need
their family bible.

I can run back in and get it.
It'll only take a minute.

We wait till the fire's
completely out to retrieve

any personal items.

You just said
the fire's contained.

I-I've seen my dad walk
a whole family--

Ruiz, get back
to your station now.

Hey! Hey.
Where's Mari?

She was following you.

Mom!

Damn it! Mari!

Ruiz, get back here!

Hey, Captain, you have
a civilian that just
went back inside.

Then go in
and get them, Montgomery.

19, we still need
those back rooms overhauled.

Get two blowers in the front
door and clear out that smoke.

Mari!
Oh, my God!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, Hughes,
wait, wait, wait!

Hughes, Hughes,
- Hughes, Hughes.
- You have to let me go!
You have to let me go!

Vic, we have--
Vic, we have to wait!

- I know, I know.
- Ruiz,
Montgomery, report.

Montgomery, Ruiz,
what's your status?

Stand by for
Rapid Intervention.

We may need saws and axes
to extricate our team.

Montgomery, Ruiz, report!

Copy, Captain.
We're in the basement.

Are you injured?

You good?

That really sucked.

Mari, are you hurt?

No, somehow.

Captain,
we're all okay.

But we don't know where
that explosion came from.

Do you?
No, no idea.

Make your way out ASAP.

Copy, Captain,
but the stairwell has collapsed,

and there's a fire
in the other direction.

I don't see another way
out of here.

We may be trapped.

Look, I-I-I'm saying,
you're a firefighter,

you don't understand
the intricacies of this.

How are we still having
this conversation?

How are you still here?

You slide down a little pole,
you go out,

you save cats and kids... Okay.

...acting stupid and noble
and the world needs that.

But I win elections
for the good guys

and the world needs that, too.
Ah, okay.

Stupid and noble.

I didn't mean--Yeah, you did.

What will it take for you
to just lay off

and let me do my thing?

Okay.
Slide down that pole.

You're joking.

No. The people who slide down
that pole

are part of the Stupid
and Noble Firefighter Club.

They're the only ones I listen
to about firefighter stuff.

Go ahead. Go on.

This is literally a primary
school catwalk playground thing.

Yeah. Yeah. Totally.
Just, you know, kid stuff.

'Cause we're just big,
dumb kids who fight fires.

Big, dumb kids--

Hey! No! Eli!
No!

Oh, my God! No!

I was kidding,
you idiot.

We need to call for help.

I am literally
who would arrive.

Ugh, you're lucky
it's just a dislocation.

You coulda killed yourself.

You told me to!

Hey, hey, hey.
I was kidding.

Ohhh, my God!

No one, two, three?
Okay.

Are you in pain or not?

Huh.
All right.

Come on,
let's get it immobilized

and put some ice
on it.

I still can't believe
you did that.

You told me to!

Gibson, Warren,
grab the gurney and med gear.

South side of the house
in the driveway.

I shouldn't have done this.

I'm so sorry.
Oh, God.

Okay, Mari--
Please, God,
I'm sorry.

Listen to me.
You're okay.

Take deep breaths in this,
all right?

You're okay. We've got you.
Stay calm.

Take some deep breaths.

Captain, we've got more fires
on the basement level.

Searching for egress.

We put all our savings
into this house.

We raised Lupe here.

We brought in Julio's parents
when his father got sick.

We just-- I just wanted
something to pass down.

I'm so sorry.

Mari, it's okay.
Listen to me. Listen to me.

Try not to breathe in
the smoke.

Keep that pressed
against your face.

Hey, man.
Did you find something?

Not yet, but this house is just
like the one I grew up in.

They were all built
at the same time.

There should be
a window here.

I'm so sorry.

I can't reach.

I can--Stay, stay, stay.

Stay with me right here.

Yeah!

Captain, there's
an egress window

on the north side
of the house.

Copy, Ruiz.
Moving there now.

Captain, we got security bars
on this thing.

Sullivan, Hughes,
grab the rotary saw.

Keep that pressed
against your face.

Take cover.
Turn away.

Stay down.
Down, down.

Here.
Get some air.

Chief Ross, just the person
I was looking for.

Dixon, to what do I owe
the pleasure, again,

today, but only a few hours
after I just saw you?

It was the success
of our morning's adventure

that inspired me
to come.

Matcha latte?

According to my wife,
all the pretty girls love these.

And pretty girls
in a complimentary way,

not a pejorative way.

Michael, I have
a meeting in 10.

Oh, thank you for
calling me Michael.

Can I call you Natasha?

If it'll help you cut
to the chase.

Right. I just wanted to say
how pleased I was

at how deftly
we navigated this morning,

especially while you were
clearly having to negotiate

the naive zeal
of those yappy, impractical,

bleeding heart millennial
at 19.

Path of least resistance,
you know?

Exactly. And in the spirit
of exactly that--

FD Union hasn't decided

who they're going to
endorse for mayor yet.

A word of support from you
for me

would really
seal the deal

and put a nice media topspin
on tonight's public handshake.

Indeed.

I knew
I could count on you.

I am a woman who can always
be counted on

to do the right thing,

even to the man
who nearly had me tased.

You're such a card, Natasha.

I wouldn't buy a $7 hot drink
for just anyone.

Worth it.
You're worth it!

See you tonight. Tonight.

Yeah.

How do you feel?

Ugh. You mean
other than mortified?

Why mortified?

Because I barely know you
and I snotted all over you.

Okay, yeah,
so other than mortified.

Shaky. Raw.

How's your ankle feeling?

It doesn't hurt.

Or barely.

That is so strange.
Why doesn't it hurt?

Well, sometimes physical pain,
when it builds like that--

the pain can be attached

to a part of you
that needs attention.

Part of me?

Well, in this case,
I would venture a guess

that it was the 3-year-old
part of you.

The 3-year-old part of me.

Yes.

I don't get it.

Tell me more about your cousin's
race when you were 3 years old.

Uh, my father

hated her for losing.

Mm.

When she was winning,
he loved her.

He cheered for her.

But when she lost,
he looked...

...so ashamed.

He was so ashamed.

I decided
I would never lose.

You decided
you would never lose

so you could keep
your father's love.

Yes.
So you would be
worthy of his love.

Yes.

When a child is 3 years old,
a parent's love is everything.

Yes.

A parent's love is God
to a 3-year-old.

Yes.

So if you are worthy,
if your father loves you,

you get to stay alive.

Yes.

So all this time,

ever since you were demoted
from captain,

ever since you started "losing,"
the 3-year-old part of you

has been desperate
for your attention,

screaming at you
to stop losing,

trying like hell
to save your life.

It's the 3-year-old
who can't stop running, Maya.

It's the 3-year-old
who won't let you sleep,

it's the 3-year-old
who pushes everyone away

who tried to tell you
that you had to stop.

I miss my wife.

I love my wife.

I-I know.

So what do I do?

Like, what--
what do I do?

You need to tell
the 3-year-old

that she can rest now.

That she's allowed
to rest.

You need to tell her
that you love her

and that you've got her
no matter what.

That she doesn't live
with Daddy anymore,

that she's safe,
that she's lovable,

win or lose.

- Theo! Travis!
- Hey. Hey. We're okay.
We're here.

Step back. We're gonna
cut the bars, okay?

That's it.

Finally stupid and noble enough
for you?

No, just stupid.

But hey, look,
a deal's a deal.

You have 72 hours of me
laying off of you and Travis.

Da-da. Just for once
in your life,

just for once, resist
the need to say something.

Okay.

Ugh.
What?

That look.
What look?

That look.

We see it all the time.

Victims post-save
get confused

and they fall in love
with firefighters.

Don't worry,
it'll pass.

For the shoulder, ice, ibuprofen,

and an ortho follow-up.

For the swoons...
a cold shower.

The swoons?
Who's the conceited one now?

Ready?

No.

Because
you're embarrassed?

Yes.

You once told me that you think
about dying

so that you can rest.

That's because 3-year-old Maya
can't rest.

She's too afraid that
if she does, she's not lovable.

Maya, for whatever
it's worth,

I am in awe of the 3-year-old
that you were.

She was so smart.
She was so observant.

She looked around
and she saw everything.

She saw exactly what she had
to do to stay alive.

She is worthy of your love
and your care.

She is worthy of you risking
a little bit of embarrassment

for you to love
and care for her.

It's not just a little bit
of embarrassment, though.

Okay.
Do you need to stop?

We can stop for the day.
You've done a lot already.

Okay.

Can you picture her?

Try to see her.

Can you picture her?

I love you...

no matter what.

♪ If this is redemption

You are lovable...

no matter what.

You are lovable
even when you lose.

Okay?

Yes.

♪ Still I'd rather be working
for something ♪

♪ Than praying for the rain

♪ So I wander on,
till someone else is saved ♪

♪ I moved to the coast,
under a mountain ♪

We got you.
Let's go.

♪ Swam in the ocean,
slept on my own ♪

♪ At dawn I would watch

♪ The sun cut ribbons
through the bay ♪

♪ I'd remember all the things
my mother wrote ♪

♪ We don't eat until
your father's at the table ♪

♪ We don't drink until
the devil is turned to dust ♪

♪ Never once has any man
I've met been able to love ♪

♪ So if I were you,
I'd have a little trust ♪

Theo Ruiz! You really are
just like your pops, bro.

I'm just doing my job.

All right.
Here we go. Here we go.

Ruiz, you're on desk duty
the rest of this shift.

Next time I catch you
failing to follow orders,

I'll write you up
a reprimand.

I went in
to save that civilian.

You disregarded
a direct order.

Oh, you wanted me to let her
go in by herself?

There's a chain of command
for a reason.

You wait for orders.

Next time you pull a stunt
like this,

I'm not just gonna
reprimand you,

I'm gonna transfer you.

What the hell happened?

No one has any respect
for him

and I think
he's starting to notice.

You did
beautiful work today.

There's more to do,
and we'll work together

once a week for the next
few months at least.

But I think you can ease back
in to desk duty

if your medical team
blesses it.

I want to call my wife.
Can I call my wife?

Can I tell her I'm sorry?

You can absolutely do
whatever you want to do.

But how much have you slept
in the last two weeks?

Uh, 16 hours?

I think you've probably put
your wife through a lot.

And if you want my advice--I do.

Take care of yourself first.

Work on yourself first.

See if you can rest
a little first.

But I love her.

See if I can love
myself first?

I love it
when they learn.

See you next week.

Bye.

Thank you.
Mm-hmm.

You okay, Hughes?

Look, I know today
was a lot.

Yeah.
We got through it.

Yeah, but that's not
what I mean.

My heart was in my throat,
and I'm not in love with him.

Look, I'm here to talk
or if you just need a break.

No judgment.

All right.

Thanks, Ben.

You know, Beckett
is down there casually acting

like he didn't almost
get people killed

by the fact
that he's an idiot.

He said it was contained,
so what the hell exploded?

I-I'm sorry.

I know we're all just trying
to shake today,

it's just this call,
you know?

My old neighborhood,
it's...

I guess, uh, this is what
they call "triggered," huh?

The past just hitting you
in the face all like--

Yeah, I'm triggered.

You're triggered?

You're triggered?!

I-I am--
I am triggered.

And you haven't noticed,
and you...

I don't know, maybe this
is partially my fault

because I don't let on,
'cause if I--

if I let these feelings
I'm having even an inch past

the dam that I've built
in my throat,

I would drown
this whole building!

Theo, you could have
died today.

I know.
Yeah, you know.

You and--

You and Travis.

My boyfriend
and my best friend.

Is any of this ringing
any bells for you?

Yeah.
This is--

If something
had happened to you today...

If something had happened
to Travis...

I always feel like I have
to be the nurse...

...and that's fine, but--
but if I have to play that role

while being the "widow"...

again?

I just don't think--
I-I can't do it again.

How am I having
this conversation
in a freaking towel?

I'm just-- I'm a clown.

Sometimes I need a nurse. Sometimes...

Some--
Sometimes I need a nurse.

Sometimes
I'm the one who needs--

No, Travis, you don't get--
you don't get to go.

Come-- Come here!

I need...

Finally, I want to thank
Chief Ross,

Lieutenant Herrera,
and Firefighter Hughes

for helping
police de-escalate the situation

and ensure the safety
of young Jamal.

Rest assured, the police and
firefighters of our great city

will continue to work
peacefully together.

Thank you.

Thank you all for joining us.

I want to echo
Chief Dixon...

I want to...

Jamal Romero was able
to go home to his mother.

Jamal was able to live
another day

to make his poundcake
the night

that he was profiled
by the police

as he was walking home
carrying nothing but butter

and baking supplies
in his backpack.

Jamal is alive today because
Crisis One was on the scene,

and this is why Crisis One

is an essential service
for our great city.

And this is more
than enough evidence

that de-escalation tactics
are more successful

than the use of force.

Unfortunately, lack of training
and awareness

caused the officers
on the scene

to feel the need
to draw their weapons.

But to echo Chief Dixon,
our city can trust

that firefighters
and police officers

will continue
to work together.

In fact, I invite
any members of PD

who are interested in undergoing
Crisis One training--

and I hope that they
would take up our offer--

so no one finds themselves

staring down
the barrel of injustice.

Thank you.

Wow.
She really just did that.

- Yeah, she did.
- Wow.

That's cool.

That was awesome.

You know
I actually like you, right?

I think you're a good guy
and a good captain

when you want to be.

So why are you antagonizing
the people under this roof?

How am I antagonizing
this team today, Herrera?

I heard something about
a second explosion

after you said
it was contained.

We hadn't
started overhaul yet,

which is why I ordered
Ruiz to wait outside.

Sometimes there's no time
to wait

for the Captain's orders,
all right?

We-- We have to make a-a
snap decision to save a life.

Ruiz got a member
of his team killed

when he made a bad call
as a captain,

so he's decided to spare me
the same fate by second-guessing

every call I make,
which ironically

is the very thing
that's gonna get someone killed.

I hear you, Captain,
but Theo is not wrong

in that
we need someone to lead.

We need--
We need a North Star.

Look, my-- my dad used to
take the team camping, you know?

He helped build morale.
Maybe you can--Look, I'm not your--

your daddy, Herrera.

I'm not your dad.
I'm not gonna be him.

I'm never gonna be him.
It's not my style.

So what is your style?
Hmm?

Seriously, what--
what is your leadership style?

'Cause maybe
do more of that.

Do more of that?

You know what, Herrera?
No matter what I do,

everyone around here
criticizes me.

I give up drinking,
I-I do the job well,

I play nice,
but nothing ever changes,

so I might as well
just be the monster

that you all think I am.

Hmm?

Now get out.

Oh...

my God.

Come in.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

I--
You can't be here.

I have paperwork
for you.

We're gonna keep
the lights on.

We're gonna keep
the door open.

I'm gonna sit on this side
of the desk,

and I'm gonna just hand you
these files one by one.

Because I know how hard
this was for you,

and I didn't want you
to be by yourself.

I fall in line.

I know.
I'm a soldier.

I fall in line.
I know.

I could not
fall in line today.

I kept picturing Jamal
on the ground,

shaking and crying,
those weapons drawn on him...

- I could not fall in line.
- Mm-hmm.

And now I have made a permanent
enemy of Michael Dixon.

Not just for me,
for all of you.

Oh, yes, you did.

But you got it right.

I did?

My love,
you got it right.

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