All language subtitles for 9-1-1 Lone Star s05e04 My Way.eng

-(laughter)
-(upbeat music playing)

Paul.
What are you doing here?

I'm here for Catan, man.

Wait a minute.
You guys started without me?

What the hell?

Oh, we thought you'd be
too busy getting ready

for your first big day
as lieutenant tomorrow.

When have I ever been
too busy for Catan?

Guys, that's so messed up.

NANCY GILLIAN:
Here we go.

-Ohh!
-Yeah!

-Double deuce!
-TK STRAND: Nice.

-NANCY: Okay.
-Ooh!

Come on, come on,
come on. Oh!

Alright.

Well, you guys
can finish up this game

and I'll just jump in
on the last one.

Oh, this is awkward.

Why?

Well, we kind of
gave up your spot.

You guys gave my spot away?

To who?

Kyle? Eric? (coughs)

NANCY (echoing):
Oh, my God.

You guys,
I think he's choking.

-(gasping)
-MARJAN MARWANI: Yeah.

(music resumes)

(gasps sharply, exclaims)

(panting)

(theme music plays)

TOMMY VEGA:
Is the music too jazzy?

It is, isn't it?

The music is fine.

What about the flowers?
Is it too much? Not enough?

It's all very lovely, Tommy.

No, no. Lovely?
Lovely isn't gonna cut it.

No, no, no,
this has to be perfect.

Okay, I think you're putting

a little too much pressure
on this dinner.

Everything is riding on this.

If we're gonna have
a future as a family,

this needs to go well.

You have nothing
to worry about.

My daughters and I
are going to be

in the crosshairs
of your ex-wife,

who also happens to be
an IRS special agent, okay?

I'd say I have
plenty to worry about.

Okay, look,
I know this is fraught,

but just be you,

your wonderful self,

and I promise Cassandra
will love you.

-(doorbell dings)
-BOTH: We'll get it.

-Hey, Melody.
-Hey, guys.

-EVIE and IZZY VEGA: Hi.
-TOMMY: Hey, Miss Melody.

Don't you look
especially radiant this evening.

You too, Miss Tommy.

Hey, honey.

-Hey.
-Trevor.

Nice to see you.

Cassandra,
uh, this is Tommy.

It's a pleasure
to finally meet you.

Likewise.

Hopefully, we'll still feel
the same after dinner.

(Tommy chuckles)

-(jazzy song playing
over speakers) -CASSANDRA PARKS: Mm.

I have to say, Tommy,
this is exquisite.

How did you get that
subtle crunch on the pasta?

The secret is crisping it
in the brown butter

with a kitchen torch.

-A kitchen torch.
-TOMMY: Mm-hmm.

Not something
you leave lying around

for young hands
to touch, I hope.

(Tommy chuckles)

My late husband was a chef,

and he taught our girls
kitchen safety at an early age.

Mel, why don't you
tell us more about

what the two of you
did today?

Um, well, after school,
we went to the Carver Museum.

We had so much fun.
Right, Mom?

Ah. We sure did, baby.
(chuckles)

My goodness. My eyes dried out

on my plane ride
down from Topeka.

(Cassandra sighs)

Oh, but you all really should
check out the Carver sometime.

It's such a beautiful space.

We know. It really is.

Yeah, Mom took us with Melody
for a drum circle.

Oh. Why didn't you tell me
you'd already been there?

Oh, we had only gone
that one time

when the girls
were off from school.

Oh.

So was that before or after
you tried to poison my daughter?

I think poisoning
is a little dramatic.

Technically, all the ingredients
were edible. (chuckles)

And it was basically a dare.

Plus, I totally deserved it.
You know how I get sometimes.

And if Miss Tommy
hadn't done it,

she wouldn't have been there
to help me with my first period,

so stop sweating her.

No, honey, I won't.

I need to know
what kinda household

your father intends
to raise you in.

And if this woman has plans
to poison anyone else.

Uh, you know what?
Um, it's all fair, okay?

I would ask the same questions.

-Mom?
-TREVOR PARKS: Cassie.

Are you alright?

Uh, I'm not sure, um...

(clears throat)
Did you...

Did you put something
in my food?

What? Seriously?

I... I-I feel funny. Um...
(clears throat)

You did something to me,
didn't you?

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

-Nobody put anything in your-
-(retching)

(retching continues)

JUDD RYDER: Alright.
So this is my first attempt

at Cap's Half-Caff

cappuccino
with oat milk and cardamom.

(slurping)

Is it good?

Judd, that tastes like
human hair and castor oil.

(sighs) Maybe it's the cardamom.
Too much, huh?

There he is.
The man of the hour.

Mr. Strickland, you ready for
your first day as lieutenant?

That I am, Cap.

Hey, LT,
can I grab you anything?

Just don't order a latte.

No, no. I'm good.

Don't stop your game.
I'm just gonna make some changes

-to the chore chart here.
-Alright.

Let's see here.

Oh... Mateo, you're
on power tool maintenance.

-Ugh. Yeah. Thanks a lot, Cap.
-Don't look at me.

That's when I didn't
have a lieutenant to hand out the jobs.

-Take it up with him.
-PAUL STRICKLAND: Let's see here.

Marjan, laundry detail?

Don't remind me.

Judd, latrine duty. Ouch.

Hey, man. Life of a probie.

But what if it
didn't have to be?

What do you mean?

What if nobody had to do a chore
that they didn't wanna do?

Cool.
And how would that work?

Well, somebody else
would sign up for it.

Like who?

Like me.

You? Why would you
volunteer for the crappy stuff?

Yeah, that's the whole point
of being an LT,

is you get to assign out
the crappy stuff

to everybody else.

Starting today,
we're embracing a new paradigm.

And what paradigm
would that be?

One of a servant leader.

One who embraces the grunt work
and leads by example.

I just hope you have
enough time for all that

with your
new responsibilities.

I will find the time, Cap.
For my people.

(automated response speaking)

Hello? Uh, I'm sorry.
Could you, could you repeat that, please?

AUTOMATED RESPONSE: The owner of
this smartwatch has taken a hard fall...

Yeah, got it, robot. Thanks.

(sirens wailing)

First call, Lieutenant.
Time to cowboy up.

Let's go, Cap. I've been
born ready for this.

-Hey, Paul, remember to breathe.
-Copy that, Cap.

(flies buzzing)

Oh!

-Oh!
-JUDD: Golly.

(sniffs) You know what,
Lieutenant?

You got this one in hand.

I'll see you
back at the rig.

(sniffles, coughs)

(gagging coughs)

Alright, 126, uh,
Halligan and pike poles.

Let's do this.

(grunting)

(flies buzzing)

Austin Fire!
We're coming to you.

RESIDENT:
I'm over here!

Be sure to
watch your step, okay?

-(stomps foot)
-(floor creaking)

Hey, y'all, watch this floor.
It's a little, uh, spongy.

Floorboards are probably
rotted out from under there.

(coughs) Man,
there ain't but one thing

that gets my allergies
going like this.

MARJAN:
Wouldn't be mold, would it?

-(Marjan coughs)
-Yep.

PAUL:
(grunts) Ma'am?

RESIDENT:
You're getting warmer.

-Ma'am? Oh. She's here.
-RESIDENT: Yeah.

-(firefighter coughs)
-(Paul grunts)

Hey!

Medics.

Well, we finally found out
how many old ladies

it takes to change
a light bulb.

More than one.

I was on the ladder
and I, I just lost my balance.

This is TK and Nancy.

They're gonna take your vitals

and put a C-collar around
your neck to protect your spine.

RESIDENT: I'm Myra.

Oh, my Arnold would be
wagging his finger at me

if he were still around.

"Why don't you hire
someone else to tidy and do all this stuff?"

But I'd say, "I like it
the way I like it.

Thank you very much."

Say, did-did y'all see
an orange tabby cat on your way in?

-Did you?
-No. nope.

Well, that Sprinkles
can be so aloof.

I haven't seen her
in a while.

Honestly, I have no idea
where she could be hiding.

MATEO CHAVEZ:
I have a few ideas.

(rats squeaking)

Oh, yo.

Where's Miss Sprinkles
when you need her?

Cap, her heart rate's good,
but BP's 87 over 49.

Myra, are you sure
you're not in any pain?

Well, I, I suppose
my right leg's a little sore.

I think I might have
come down on it funny.

Nancy, shears.

Copy.

-(Judd sneezes)
-Oh, God bless you.

Thank you, Miss.

(indistinct radio chatter)

-(tense music plays)
-TK: Ooh.

NANCY: Myra, has
anybody ever told you

that you have an exceptionally
high pain tolerance?

I-is it bad?

Oh, I'm sorry to tell you.

You have a compound fracture
in your tibia.

Nancy, we need to
stabilize that with splints.

-Ohh.
-Firefighters, y'all ready to go?

-Yeah, yeah.
-ALL: Yeah.

Alright.

One, two.

Wait. My pocketbook.
I need my pocketbook.

Honey, we need to get you
to the hospital.

But my glasses and-and all
my medications are in there.

I need it.

It's just on the nightstand
in my back bedroom.

Captain, can y'all
take care of this for us?

We will get your stuff
and deliver it to the hospital.

Hey, they got you, Myra.
Come on, honey.

OWEN STRAND:
Alright.

Who you gonna
send back in there?

Uh... Let's see here.

-(sneezes)
-Um...

I'll do it.

No, man. Stop it.
Your nose is already running like the Rio Grande.

I'll do it. Just let me
get another pair of gloves.

You know that rats can chomp
right through human bone?

Is that true?

You know what, Cap?
I'll just do it.

I pick me.

Don't you think
going back for a purse

is a little beneath
your pay grade?

There's no work beneath this
lieutenant's pay grade, Cap.

-(flies buzzing)
-(rats squeaking)

Okay, rats,
I don't want any trouble.

(stomping)

Alright, that's just
so y'all know I'm comin'.

Just gonna come in here
and get the nice lady's purse

and be out.

-(rats squeaking)
-(objects clatter)

Of course.

(ominous music playing)

Okay, I'm just gonna
move some trash. Alright?

-So no need
to bite nobody, y'all. -(items clattering)

Stay where you at, rats.

Oh, yes!

Yes. Thank you, Lord Jesus.

Alright, I got what I needed.

I'm just gonna
make a lot of noise

then I'ma be
on my merry way.

-(stomping)
-(ominous music continues)

-(floorboards creak)
-(screams)

(squeaking continues)

(gasps)

-(Paul screaming)
-Paul?

How you doing in there?

-(radio chirps)
-PAUL (on radio): Yeah, Cap. I'm all good.

You can radio the hospital
and tell 'em

that I have the lady's purse.

And, um, I found Sprinkles.

(inhales deeply, exhales)

(inhales)

-(exhales)
-(FaceTime ringing, answers)

Hey, Cassandra.

Yeah, just checking in,
see how you're doing.

Ah, everything that was
on the inside of my body

is now on the outside
of my body.

So I think that
whatever I ingested,

it seems to have
cleared my system.

TOMMY:
Listen, I'm heading out soon, so...

Can I get you anything? Soup?
Smoothie, maybe?

CASSANDRA:
Uh, no, no. Thank you.

Uh, Melody and I
will be getting all our meals

off the apps
for the time being.

The kind that come
in sealed containers.

(exhales) I think I need
to lie down again.

Yeah, of course.
Yeah. Get-get your rest.

Um, is-is Melody there?

-Hi, Miss Tommy.
-TOMMY: Hey, sweetheart.

Make sure your mom gets
plenty of electrolytes, okay?

And, uh, I'm sorry
that your trip was ruined.

It's okay.

At least I get to miss school
to take care of her.

Alright, well,
I'll see you later.

Okay. Bye.

Somebody not feeling well?

Yeah. Uh,
Trevor's ex-wife, Cassandra?

-Hmm.
-Yeah, we had the

"am-I-gonna-let-you-raise-
my-daughter" dinner last night.

-The vetting? How'd it go?
-TOMMY: Mm-hmm.

Uh, well, she came down

with a horrible case
of food poisoning

and then basically accused me
of trying to kill her,

so, you know,
not a rousing success.

Oh, no.

You know, I don't know,
maybe it-it was the eggs

or my brown butter sauce turned.

But you seem fine.

Oh, yeah, no, I feel fine.

Did anybody else get sick?

No.

Thank God, just Cassandra.

Huh.

What?

TK:
Well, you know, if it was

bad eggs or rancid butter,

everybody would have
gotten sick, Cap.

Yeah, well,
then maybe it was, uh,

um, some unknown food allergy.

That she hadn't
discovered by 40?

Didn't you say she accused you
of trying to poison her?

-It's convenient.
-TK: Yeah.

Maybe a little
too convenient.

Okay, what are you
guys suggesting?

Sabotage.

Sabotage?

Okay, so you're saying
that she did this to herself?

-TK: Mm-hmm.
-Why would she do that?

Perhaps to construct
a narrative.

A narrative?
What, what narrative?

That at best,
you are an unfit parent

whose living conditions
are less than sanitary.

And at worst,
you're an attempted murderer.

Yeah, it really helps building
sympathy with the kid too.

Exactly. Because then
she doesn't have to

look like the big bad wolf

when she says
she doesn't approve of you.

TOMMY:
Do y'all even hear yourselves right now?

What kind of a person is capable
of being that devious?

Her daughter did start
a shadow war with you

to get you to stop
talking to her dad

that culminated in blackmail.

Where do you think
the bad seed comes from?

The mama tree.

-Yeah.
-TOMMY: Alright.

Listen, even if
Cassandra wanted to do this,

how would she go from not having
any symptoms whatsoever to...

Oh, God.

-The drops.
-What drops?

She had eye drops
at the table.

Exactly.
Swallow a few drops

and it's an express train
to barf town.

Guys, I have made
a terrible mistake.

What?

Cassandra's at my house
right now.

Well, I invited her
to spend the night

so that I could
keep an eye on her.

Then the enemy
is already behind the gate.

Okay, so what do I do now?

You need to take
defensive measures

before she strikes again.

-(traffic noise)
-(insects chirping)

How's the chore chart
revolution?

Well, Mateo signed up
for laundry,

Marjan, shopping and cooking,

so even the crappy jobs
are starting to fill up.

I see no one signed up
for latrine duty

or equipment maintenance.

They'll come around.
For now, I'll fill in the gaps.

You know, I read
that George Patton said,

"Do everything you ask
of those you command."

He also said, "I'm a soldier
and I fight where I'm told."

Sometimes you gotta lean
on the authority, man.

I mean, today
it's toilets and equipment,

but tomorrow,
it could be life or death.

Cap, I've never been
the pull rank kinda guy.

OWEN:
I know, I know.

It's one of the reasons
I chose you.

Look, when I got
my lieutenant badge in New York,

I was the youngest guy in
the house other than the probie.

A wunderkind.
Why am I not surprised?

You know what
a compliment sandwich is?

Two compliments are the bread

and criticism-baloney
is the middle.

And I served 'em up
all over the place.

But I held the baloney.

I mean, look, if a guy
was dry heaving off of a rig,

he wasn't hungover,

he was fighting his way
through the flu

or some old smoke eater

didn't wanna grab
a mop anymore,

he was saving himself
for a vigorous call.

And then one day, my captain
called me into the office

and he just lit me up.

And he told me, "The last day
you can win a popularity contest

"is the day before
you're promoted...

not after."

You hear me?

Yeah.

You're doing great.

You just gave me
a compliment sandwich, didn't you?

(doorbell dings)

Hey, what a nice surprise.

-Oh, good.
-JUDD: How are you?

Good. How are you doin'?

I was just...

I-I-I was I was just, uh,

heating up a can
of pork and beans for dinner.

You want me to throw
another can on there or...

Uh, no. No. Thanks though.

Hey, you want a beer,
at least?

No, I just need
to keep my head clear.

It sounds kinda serious.

I need a favor.

Anything.

Does Charlie have
any baby monitors lying around?

Preferably one with
a record feature.

I'm sure she does.
But what for?

I just need to borrow it.

But you ain't got
no babies to monitor.

Ugh. (sighs)

I told you about Trevor's
ex-wife coming into town.

Yeah, for the whole
vetting process. Yeah.

Well, she's claiming

that she got food poisoning
last night at dinner,

and, um, well,
she's my houseguest while she convalesces.

And I just think
that she's planning something.

Like what?

Sabotage.

And don't take this
the wrong way,

but, uh,
has maybe the cheese

kinda slid off your cracker
a little bit here.

TOMMY: I know, I know,
it sounds, it sounds crazy,

but nothing
makes people crazier

than a child custody
battle, okay?

And when was the last time

you were involved
in a child custody battle?

When I was a child,
my parents' divorce.

These two beautiful souls
that loved each other so much

could no longer bear to be
in the same room together,

not even for an hour
on my birthday.

That's hard.

Yeah, they stopped
talking altogether.

I mean, my mom wouldn't even
return his call

when he got sick,

so I didn't return her call...

ever again.

People do messed-up crap
when their kids are at stake.

And if, if this woman
is up to something...

I'm gonna nail a bitch
to the wall.

What are you doing here, man?
Our shift don't start for another two hours.

Why are you here, probie?

I'm here to help
my new lieutenant knock off

some of the many chores
he gave himself to do.

Well, I appreciate that, man.
You didn't have to do that.

-I'm good, man. (grunts)
-There you go.

-Let me help you out.
-PAUL: I got it, man.

I don't want you getting grease
all on your civvies. Come on.

Well, that'd be better than
if you broke your damn back.

Relax. I'm not gonna
break my back, man.

-(grunts)
-(bone cracks)

(muffled groan)

(tense music playing)

(Paul groans)

(Paul grunting)

You okay?

Yeah. Why?

Because your face
is all bunched up like you was in pain.

Man, ain't no bunching.
What are you talkin' about?

Nah, man. I'm good, okay?

Ain't no pain. See?

-Alright, LT.
-PAUL: Yeah.

(lift whirring)

(softly) God!

We got a call
from Augie Thomas.

Do you know what floor he's on?

DOORMAN:
The Thomases are on the penthouse.

But you'll have to take
the private express elevator.

It's this way.
I'll show you.

(dramatic music playing)

Hello? Austin EMS.

Hello? Anybody home?

(elegant piano music
playing on speakers)

Hi. Sorry. I didn't realize
Vinny had already sent you up.

Thank you for coming so fast.

We got a call
about a woman in labor.

Oh, uh, yeah.
Uh, she's right this way.

But if you wouldn't mind
keeping it down,

Opal wants to foster
a serene, tranquil ambiance.

We were told
that she was in agony.

She is. She's just
not ready to admit it yet.

She's very specific
about her birth plan,

which is based
on calm and quiet.

OPAL THOMAS:
Oh, my God! (groans)

(labored breathing)

Opal, I know it hurts,
but don't forget your breathing.

(heavy breathing)

Seriously, Augie,
you called 9-1-1?

I knew you weren't just going
out for more peppermint oil.

I'm worried about you.

What about our birth plan?

Our baby is supposed
to be born in peace

without a bunch
of beeping machines

and medical interventions.

Look, it was a lovely idea,

but you've been in active labor
for over 27 hours.

At this point,
you're just being stubborn.

And you're not listening!

(screams) I told you

I'm so close to having
this baby. I can feel it.

Tell him, Jenna,
I'm close, right?

How- How dilated am I now?

You're still only
at five centimeters.

And, honey, you're starting
to feel warm to me.

I think you should
let them check you out.

Hey, Opal, Nancy and TK
are gonna take your vitals now.

I take it you're the midwife?

-Jenna. Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.

(sobbing)

-103.2.
-TK: Cap.

Her heart rate's pushing 140.

Hey, Opal.
I am so sorry, honey,

but I think we need
to take you to the hospital.

Uh, no. No hospitals.

You are at high risk
for infection.

And if your heart rate
continues to spike,

then you may be sending
your baby into distress.

JENNA: I have to agree
with them, Opal.

I'll stay behind
and pack up a go-bag

with all your birthing stuff.

The essential oils,
the salt lamp...

-My healing crystals?
-Of course.

We'll do the birth there
and it will be wonderful,

I promise.

(labored breathing)

-Okay.
-(elevator bell dings)

Opal, we're giving you
some fluids.

You seem a little dehydrated,
which is perfectly-

(groaning)

Do you wanna hold my hand?

(groaning continues)

They're getting bigger, Cap.

Shorter intervals, too.

Oh, that means
I'm getting closer, doesn't it?

-Oh!
-(rattling)

AUGIE THOMAS:
What just happened?

I think we stopped.

(panting) We're stuck?

(tense music playing)

Dispatch, this is Rescue 126.

We are in a private elevator

that seems to be having
some sort of power failure.

-Oh, my God, we are stuck!
-Okay, don't worry, alright?

I worked on a bunch
of these back in New York.

Most of the time, it's just
a simple reset, alright?

All we can do right now
is stay calm and-

(screaming) Oh, God! Ohh!

Biggest one yet, Cap.

Opal?

I'm gonna do
a cervical check on you.

Alright? That okay?

(cries)

You are ten centimeters
and fully effaced.

Ten? But she was just at five.

I told you I was close,
but you never listen!

(Opal panting)

Alright, Opal,
it's time for you to push.

What? No. My baby
was supposed to be born

in a peaceful space
with candles.

Not in an elevator!

I know. But here we are.

This is all your fault, Augie.
You never listen!

This, this is why
I asked for a divorce.

-(loud groaning)
-TOMMY: Come on, honey. Push.

-Okay, come on, honey.
-(Opal crying)

Come on. Push.

-OPAL: Oh, God.
-Yeah. You got this.

Push. Push!

Oh, God! It hurts.
It hurts too much.

(crying)
I can't, I can't do this!

Yes, you can, Opal.

You are the bravest,
strongest person I've ever met.

You got this.

-(Opal whimpering)
-Yeah, you got this.

TOMMY: Come on.
Come on, honey.

That's it. That's it.

-Here we go. That's it.
-(Opal groaning)

There you go.

(screaming)

Almost there. Come on.
That's it.

-(Opal panting)
-TOMMY: Yes.

Come on, come on, come on. Yes!

-(baby crying)
-Yeah!

TK, blanket.

Here you go.

(crying continues)

You have a little boy.

You did so good, Opal.

You were amazing.

Hey.

(crying)

Oh, wow.

Oh...

He looks just like you.

Poor guy.

(gentle music playing)

No, it's a good thing.

We made something beautiful,
didn't we?

God, I love you.

Sorry.

I know I'm not supposed to say
that anymore, but it's true.

♪♪

-(sniffles)
-(music turns ominous)

Hey. Hey! What's happening?

-Opal. Opal.
-Here, here.

Keep your eyes open for me.

-AUGIE: Opal?
-TOMMY: Opal.

Opal!

(radio static)

Dispatch, we have a patient

who needs massive
transfusion protocols.

Is there a rig
in service with blood?

No, but St. Raymond's
is a donation center.

Let's see.
Okay, it looks like 122 is there now.

I can have them bring you
some O-negative.

They should be there
in about 15 minutes.

I need you to get
'em here in ten.

Okay. Yeah.
Uh, I'll see what I can do.

But in the meantime,
let's make sure Fire has a way to get it to you.

I'm downloading the blueprints
for the building now.

You know which floor
you're stuck on?

(baby crying)

Uh, no, I don't.
We're on an express elevator.

There aren't any numbers
on the panel

between the penthouse
and the fifth floor.

Right. No, that does
sound tricky.

It would just help Fire a lot
if we can narrow it down.

TK, do you think you can open
the elevator doors

to find out what floor we're on?

Yeah. Yeah, Cap.

(baby crying)

Hopefully, you made it
far enough down

for Fire to access you
from the landing doors on five.

-(grunting)
-(metallic creaking)

We're on 17, Cap.

Seventeen.

So not overly close to five.

WYATT HARRIS:
It's okay.

Got the best people
in the world coming to you now.

-(baby crying)
-Why is this happening?

It's called DIC.

Disseminated
Intravascular Coagulation.

She must have hemorrhaged
after delivery

and her body's depleted
of clotting factors.

What does that mean?

It means she needs
a blood transfusion.

So there's nothing
we can do for her in here?

Not without help.

(wailing and honking)

EMS is trapped
in the express elevator on the 17th floor

with a postpartum patient
who's in critical need of blood,

which should be here
any minute.

OWEN: Alright.
Dispatch, this is Strand.

Is there another elevator shaft
to give us better access?

Uh, no.
All the regular elevators

are on the opposite side
of the building.

Unfortunately, it looks like
the express elevator

is a blind shaft
with no landing doors

between the 32nd
and the fifth floors.

OWEN: Roger that.

Okay, we're headed
to the 17th floor.

But you heard dispatch.
There's no doors.

-So we make one.
-That's right.

Heavy equipment, 126.
Let's go.

We're going on a hike.

(baby crying)

TOMMY: She's bleeding
through the lap pads.

-TK, what's her BP?
-Come on.

LIFEPAK's
not reading anymore, Cap.

She must have lost at least
a liter of blood already.

Nancy, keep bolusing fluids.

-This is our last bag.
-(baby crying)

Mommy's gonna be okay.

Please tell me
they're gonna be here soon.

(crying continues)

Have EMS meet us on
the 17th floor with the blood.

We're gonna access the elevator
through the wall.

Copy that, Captain Strand.

They should be on scene
in the next two minutes.

Hey, 126. Let's hustle.
Come on!

-(Paul grunting)
-JUDD: Hey, LT.

You need me
to get that for you?

Hey, man, everyone's got
enough of a load

in the back, okay?
I got it. (grunts)

You sure? 'Cause it looks
like you're really-

Look, I said I got it, okay?
Come on. Go, go, go!

-Okay, okay.
-PAUL: Go, go! (grunts)

(dramatic music playing)

This is Rescue 126.
We're on the 17th.

You guys gotta start
making some noise

so we know
where to find you.

Make some noise. Hey!

-NANCY: We're here!
-Help!

-(baby crying)
-TK and TOMMY: Hey!

-NANCY: We're here!
-TK and AUGIE: Hey!

♪♪

(thudding)

-NANCY (muffled): We're here!
-TOMMY (muffled): Here!

They're right here, Cap.
Right here.

-Let's mark it.
-Yep.

Alright, let's get
the hammer going.

Alright.
Let's go, Lieutenant.

(Paul groaning)

-You good? Okay.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm on it, Cap.

-(whirring)
-(grunts)

(jackhammer rattling)

-(muffled rattling)
-(dramatic music playing)

-(groans)
-(rattling continues)

-Hey!
-(Paul groans)

Blood delivery's here, Cap.

(grunting)

(grunting continues)

(rattling continues,
clangs metal)

(screaming in pain)

-Why did they stop?
-(monitor beeping rapidly then steadily)

She lost her pulse.
I'm starting compressions, Cap.

AUGIE:
Oh, God. No, no, no!

The chisels busted, Cap.

Damn it.

AUGIE:
Oh, God, Opal. No, no, no!

(baby crying)

(dramatic music continues)

Oh.

Captain.

(baby crying)

(grunts)

One, two, three.

(crying continues)

♪♪

Still nothing, Cap.

We're too late, aren't we?

Keep going.

("Maybe We're Alright"
by Guster playing)

♪♪

♪ Miles and miles go by
from this window seat ♪

♪ The lies we tell ourselves
just to fall asleep ♪

♪ It's hard to know
exactly when it changed ♪

♪ With all the puzzle
pieces out of place ♪

♪ Everything that's good...

-Please don't die, Opal.
-(baby crying)

Our baby needs you.
He needs his mom.

♪ ...but now it's over

Cap, I'm getting a pulse.

BP's back too.

50s over 20 and rising.

Thank God.

-Come on, girl.
-Come on.

-Come on.
-Come on, Opal. Come on, come on.

-♪ ...one day older
-Come on, Opal.

-♪ Surprise, surprise
-Wake up, Opal. Come on.

-Come on, Opal. Come on.
-(baby crying)

-Oh.
-OPAL: Augie.

Yeah, yeah.

♪ Chasing fireflies
as the sky turned gray ♪

I love you, too.

♪ Bah, ba-ba-ba-bah

♪ Maybe we're alright
ba-ba-ba-bah ♪

♪ We're just one day older

♪ Surprise, surprise

Alright, everybody.

Sooner we decon the bus,
sooner we decon ourselves.

(Nancy sighs)

(cell phone buzzing)

Yes?

This is she.

Oh, my God.

Uh, okay. Yeah.

Uh, of course,
yes, I understand.

I-I'll be there right away.

Cap, everything okay?

(sighs)
Izzy just got suspended.

They found her
with a weed pen.

-TK: What?
-Izzy?

-I don't believe that.
-No, I know.

She would never
do something like this.

But I know someone who would.

Oh.

Sabotage.

Mm-hmm.

Alright, you should feel
a soothing, cool

and relaxing warmth,

but it says
to remove immediately

if you have-
experience rash, hives,

or explosive diarrhea.

Okay, I will
keep that in mind.

What you say, Cap,
you need anything?

No, I just need a word
with Paul for a sec.

Yes, sir.

Cap, listen, I'm-I'm sorry
about the jackhammer, okay?

I don't give a damn about that.

What I care about
is the breach of trust.

Did you or did you not hide
an injury from me on a call?

I tweaked my back
this morning.

Doing what?

Cleaning the roof ladder.

What the hell's
a lieutenant doing

cleaning a roof ladder?

I just didn't wanna
force anybody else to do it.

No. You did it because
you want everybody to like you.

-Did I make
a mistake with you? -No. Cap...

Because I'm starting
to feel like maybe I did.

(Paul sighs, groans)

Listen.

No. Okay?

You did not make a mistake.

I just... (sighs)

The night before I started,
I had this dream

and I guess
it kinda freaked me out.

I mean,
I was at a, a 126 hang,

except two boys
that I grew up with were there too.

Kyle and Eric.

They were,
they were my best friends growing up.

I mean,
we did everything together.

We were inseparable
until the summer

between middle school
and high school,

when I found out that they were
hanging out together without me.

When I got the guts
to ask 'em why,

they told me it was
because I'm not really a boy,

and it was weird for them to be
hanging out with me, you know.

I mean, I was the same kid

that they had been
hanging out with

all that time before,

but now they started
to see me differently

because my body changed.

I lost my best friends.

And in my dream, the 126,

they turned their backs on me

the, the same way
that Kyle and Eric did.

I don't...

I don't want this change
to make them see me differently.

I don't want this promotion
to affect what we have.

That's the burden
of leadership.

And if you want it, you have
to be willing to accept it.

You think you can do that?

Yeah, Cap. I can.

Good.

Alright. Let's see
what you got going on here.

-Oh, no, it's- I-I just. I-
-Right there?

-(groaning) Yeah. That's- Uh...
-And right there?

-PAUL: Yep.
-OWEN: Yeah, T7 and T10 here.

-Do you mind?
-Okay.

-(bones crack)
-Oh-ho! Oh-ho!

Hey.

-Izzy, go to your room.
-But I'm telling you, I didn't do it.

-TOMMY: Go.
-(Izzy sighs)

Is everything okay?

Uh, Izzy opened up
her notebook in math class

and a weed pen fell out.

Yeah, so I guess everything's
going according to plan.

Well... Well, what do you mean,
according to plan?

Your plan.

To make me
look like an unfit mother

so that you can deny
your blessing

to Trevor's and my marriage.

Wow. You have officially
gone around the bend.

You know, I didn't think
you could sink lower

than making yourself sick
in front of a room

full of children.

Children who will never unsee

what you did
to my brown butter gnocchi.

But then to use Izzy as a pawn
in your sick little game,

that's next-level evil.

(scoffs) You need help.

No. You're gonna need help.
Legal help.

Because her backpack...

hangs right here
in direct sightline...

to this.

What, is that a baby monitor?

With motion-activated recording.

So all I have to do
is run the footage back

and catch you red-handed.

So you wanna confess now?

Save yourself the shame?

MELODY PARKS:
It was me.

I put it in her backpack.

Melody?

(sighs) You?

Where did you get a weed pen?

Some kid at school.
I promise, I never tried it.

Melody, did you have
something to do

with making your mother sick?

I put eyedrops in your wine.

Why on earth
would you do that?

I thought that if you believed
Miss Tommy was a bad mom,

that you'd tell dad
that he couldn't marry her

and insist that I move back
to Kansas with you.

CASSANDRA:
Okay, I-I don't understand.

I thought you loved Tommy.

I do.

Then why would you
wanna hurt her?

Because I'm not her mom.

I wanna move back
to Kansas with you.

I wanna live with you.

I just didn't want daddy
and Miss Tommy to hate me.

-I'm sorry. (crying)
-CASSANDRA: Oh.

Honey.

MELODY (crying):
I'm sorry.

(crying, sniffles)

Whoo!

Murdered in cold blood, baby.
Let's go.

-Yeah.
-Mm!

-(indistinct chatter)
-(Mateo laughs)

-Hey, guys.
-MATEO: What up, LT?

You just missed Marj make
the luckiest shot of her life.

Run it back. We'll see
how lucky it was.

-NANCY: It's on.
-MATEO: Come on.

MARJAN: Hey, uh, Paul,
you and Asha free

for a 126 hang this weekend?

Joe and I
were thinking about hosting.

I see no one signed up
for latrine duty yet.

Is that right?

And yet, here you all
are playing shuffleboard.

Um-huh.
Is that a problem?

You're damn right
it's a problem.

The toilet bowls have more soil
than Cap's ficus.

Grab the probie, get up there
and make 'em shine.

But I thought this was
a volunteer system.

Well, consider
yourself volun-told.

Now go.

Unless there's something else
you wanna discuss?

No, sir.

MARJAN:
You know what, Lieutenant?

There is something
I'd like to say, actually.

Go on.

Are you and Asha coming to
hang this weekend or what?

You know it, Marj.

Oh, and, Marjan, don't forget
to unclog the drains.

Yeah, yeah.

Love you, LT.

(peppy music playing)

-Hey.
-Hey.

Thank you for meeting me
in the middle of your shift.

Oh, no worries.
I, uh, I got you a doppio,

half stevia.

So, how did the drop-off go?

TREVOR: (sighs) Good.

Good. Got Cassandra off
to the airport

with plenty of time to spare.

Enough time for us to talk.

Oh. Um... what'd she say?

That while the trip was not
without its challenges...

TOMMY: Hmm.

...she's decided
to give us her blessing.

We're getting married, Tommy.
(chuckles)

Oh. What about,
what about Melody?

Oh, she's grounded for
the rest of her natural life.

Um...

Does she still wanna
move to Kansas?

She, uh... still seems
pretty set on that,

but I'm hoping
it's just a phase.

I saw her eyes
when she said it, Trevor.

I don't think it's a phase.

Listen,

if it comes to that
and she moves back,

we'll find a way
to make it work.

I promise you, Tommy,
no matter what happens,

I'll be the husband
you deserve.

But are you gonna be
the father that she deserves?

When I was growing up,

I was split down the middle
between my parents.

I would have given anything
for the chance to-

for all of us to spend time

together as a family
once in a while.

Even if it was a broken one?

One of the reasons
I fell in love with you...

was because of your involvement
and, and devotion to Melody.

If your daughter
moves back to Kansas,

I don't see a world where
you don't move back with her.

Would you ever consider
relocating to Topeka?

I can't do that to my girls.

I didn't think so.

I've always believed that God
brought us together

for a reason.

(voice breaking)
I believe that too.

You called it a miracle once.

And it is.
(sniffles)

You got me to love again.

(gentle guitar music playing)

I'm gonna miss you.

I'm gonna miss you too.

("El Saber (Dusk Version)"
by Gaby Moreno playing)

(singing in Spanish)

(song continues)

(line ringing)

Mami.

Soy yo.

(country rock
theme music playing)

(music fades out)

(fanfare playing)

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