All language subtitles for Sirens.2014.S02E08.Hypocritical.Oath.720p.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H.264-QUEENS.Eng

[Siren wailing]

- Coming through,
people, coming through.

- What's going on?
What's going on?

What do we got?

- He was halfway through
a rib eye

when he grabbed his chest
and went down.

He's not breathing.

- All right.

Here you go.

[Click, bleep]

Is this, uh...
- Yeah, I think so.

- Okay.

- How you doin' here?
- Firing up the defib.

Clear.

[Power up whine]
[Thump]

Nothing.

Clear.

[Whine, thump]

[Beeping]
There he is.

- Oh, thank god.
- Right?

- One, two, three.

There we go.

- The service was lovely.
Mr. O'Shea had a wonderful time.

- I knew it was him.
- Who is it, a local celebrity,

some sports guy
I don't know about?

Is this ditka?

- Do you see a halo?
It's Jimmy O.

- Oh, the guy from the mattress
store commercials.

No, that's Jimmy c.
The c is for crazy savings.

- No, Jimmy O'Shea,
old-school Irish mobster.

- Like whitey bulger,
but less successful.

- Yeah, and less in jail.
- Wow.

If I were a mobster,
I'd never go to restaurants

'cause that's where
all the hits happen.

- If you were a mobster, you'd
die your first day of work.

- No, I wouldn't,
'cause I'd order in.

- You should teach
mobster school, Brian.

You've got a lot of good ideas.
- Hey, hold up.

- Oh, I'm sorry, sir.
You can't ride with us.

But you can follow us
to city hospital.

- I go where Mr. O'Shea goes.

Come here.

Watch my car.

- I'm just about to get off.

- No, you're not.

[Hip-hop music]

♪ ♪

[Siren wailing]

- Take Madison.

- Oh, we'll get him there, sir.

- Madison is fastest.

- Well, we got the siren,
so we're good to go.

- You're gonna take Madison.

- Yeah, Madison all the way.

- [Muttering]
- What's that, boss?

- He said shut the hell up,
fat Eddie.

Can I have some oxygen please,
Hank?

- Sure.
- Does Mr. O'Shea

have you confused
with perhaps a heavier Eddie?

If anything,
you seem like a skinny Eddie.

I only ask so we can determine
how his brain is functioning.

- No, I'm fat Eddie.

I used to be obese.

But then I changed my lifestyle

because I could see
this is where I was headed.

- [Muttering]

- What, boss?
- [Mutters]

- Tell the man.

- Pussy.

He called you a pussy.

- 25 years I've been telling him
to cut back on the meat,

but he won't.

You know why he eats
at that place?

'Cause they put a big slab
of butter on the steak.

I told him
this was gonna happen,

but does he listen to me?

- Oh, I thought
that was a rhetorical question.

Um...No?

- Correct.
No.

Even when I lost all that weight

working my balls off
on that goddamned elliptical.

- That's a girl's machine.

- He said that that's actually--
- I know what he said.

Yeah, I-I choose not to hear
when he gets like this.

- How we doing up there, Johnny?

[Siren wailing]

- Jimmy O, huh?
- Huh?

- That guy is no joke.

I heard he once cut off
a waiter's finger

for putting the spoon
next to the fork.

They go on opposite sides
of the plate.

Remember that.

- You sure he wasn't
trying to eat the guy's fingers?

- [Laughing]

- Homeboy is huge,
butter-on-steak style.

- That's wild--you guys had
a murderer's life in your hands.

- Yeah.
- We did, indeed.

- It's a shame
our jobs prevent us

from killing people like that.

- Yeah, and laws in general.

- Yeah,
but you know how long the cops

have been trying
to take that dude down?

What's the point
of having all this power

if we can't use it?
- It's the oath we take.

We do our best to save
whoever's put in front of us

whether they're good or evil.

Dope dealers, gang bangers,

dictators--doesn't matter,
you save them.

- And besides,
Jimmy o isn't all bad.

- Are you kidding me?
- I'm not saying the guy's

a Saint, but he did keep a kind
of peace in my neighborhood,

and he paid for all kinds
of cool shit

like a carnival every year.

He built us a little league
field,

like, the best little league
field in the city.

It had these cool dugouts
just like a big league stadium.

- He bought it with blood money,
John.

- I don't care, Hank.

Dugouts.
Below the ground dugouts.

- So who's the worst person
that everyone here has saved?

- Your mom.

Oh, my god.
Oh, I didn't even--

I don't even know
where that came from.

- That was really good.

- Hank, worst person
you've saved.

- Aaron Rodgers.
- Bullshit.

- Who's--
- packers quarterback.

- I never told you about it
because I was too ashamed.

- You never told me about
it 'cause it never happened.

- Remember when I was earning
extra cash as a set medic?

- Yeah.
- I worked on a commercial

for some lame potato chip
company,

and Aaron Rodgers was in it.

- Oh, of course he was.
Dick.

- Yeah. Anyway,
in the commercial,

he had to catch a pass
from a little kid.

- I love that commercial.
That kid's so cute.

Read he was a problem on set,
though.

- Where would you read
something like that?

- Mm-hmm, little shit
had an arm.

And on the first take,
Rodgers wasn't prepared for it.

Caught the ball wrong.

Dislocated his middle finger
on his right hand.

- His throwing hand?
- Yeah.

And if I hadn't popped
it back in right then and there,

he would have missed
the NFC title game

when they beat us to go
to the super bowl.

- 2010.

Holy shit.
You son of a bitch.

That little kid actor would have
been a goddamn American hero,

and you--you ruined it.

I can't even
look at you right now.

- John, you just saved a man

who most certainly has blood
on his hands.

- That has never been proven,

but you know
what has been proven?

You, Henry Isaiah St. Clare--

- Isaiah's your middle name?

So regal.
- Brian.

You...Cost the bears
the super bowl.

- Thank you, Brian.

Cutler's knee
cost the bears the super bowl,

and Jimmy O most certainly

has blood on his hands,
his arms, his--

- you don't get
to wear bears gear anymore.

- It has been four years, John.

- You don't get to wear
bears gear for four years.

- Uh, you don't get to tell me
what I get to wear.

And another thing, he was nice.
- You take that back.

- Ellen degeneres nice.
- Take it back!

- Nice, nice, nice.
- Oh.

- Can you believe that
those guys saved Jimmy o today?

See, that's
why I want to join the FBI,

so I can take scumbags
like that down.

- Aw, come on.

Jimmy O's all right, t.

He gave the kids
in my neighborhood

a horse one time.

Wait, not a horse.

What's the thing that's a horse,

but, like, a smaller horse?
- A pony?

- Yeah, a pony.
- I guess that's nice.

- Yeah, that pony
was an asshole, though.

He wouldn't let anybody ride it.

I tried, like, 100 times.

I gave him sugar cubes
and carrots and hay.

I must have tried everything,

but that pony was like,
"hell no, son.

You ain't getting no rides."

That pony was a straight
up dick.

I miss him every day.

- Hey, well, maybe one day
you'll meet again.

- Mm-hmm.

- What was the pony's name?
- Tony.

- Ha-ha. Tony the pony.
- Nah, just Tony.

- Hey, 14?

Some guy named Eddie
just called.

- What'd he want?
- Said he needs you guys

to go to the hospital.

His friend Jimmy
wants to talk to you?

- Oh, shit.
- He sounded cryptic and cute.

Was he cute?
- He was okay.

Kind eyes,
lost a lot of weight recently.

I'd say go for it.
- No, don't go for it.

He is a criminal.
- Dangerous and cute?

Now you're just
sweetening the pot.

- Yo.

What are you doing here?

- Hank called us for backup.

- You called my girlfriend
for protection?

- Yes, I did, because
your girlfriend is a cop,

and those guys are murderers.

- They're alleged murderers.

- Hey, me and all the kids
in my neighborhood

worshipped Jimmy O.
He was the man.

- Yeah? Did he build you guys
a little league field, too?

- No, but he gave us
a jerk pony.

- Mm.
All right, you go in first.

You got the look.
- What look?

- Tall, jacked, intimidating.
- Black?

- I--it doesn't hurt.

- He didn't build me a dugout.

You lead.
- I can't.

All right, let's rock,
paper, scissors.

Yeah?
- Yeah.

I mean, that works, too.

I think it should have been him,
anyway.

- Yeah, Brian, thanks.

- Mr. O'Shea?

You wanted to see us?

- I-I want to thank you
three for saving my life.

I owe you.
What do you want?

- We--we didn't expect a gift,
but--

- but I mean,
if you--since you offered.

- What do we want?

We want you
to make some changes.

- Brian?
- Mr. O'Shea,

I will save your life,
but I will not hold my tongue.

- What Brian's trying
to say is--

- and I would be remiss if I
didn't take this opportunity

to give you some hard truths.

- What kind of hard truths?

- Your diet is horrendous.

That steak and linguine
is a one-way ticket out of here,

mister, in a body bag.

- That's what I've been
telling him.

All that fricking fat
and gluten, it's poison.

- I thought
you were about to lecture me

about my business activities.

- Oh, no.
- Never, dugouts.

- Look, I stress eat.

- We all do.
- For me, it's donuts.

- Business is bad lately.

We got hit really hard
with the recession.

The numbers business
is practically dead.

It's all scratch cards, now.

There's no unions anymore,
just Walmart

and the freaking Chinese.

You know what business
we should have stayed in?

Speakeasies.

My daughter took me
to one in wicker park.

Some asshole in suspenders
and a small hat charged me $15

for a whiskey soda.

- Oh, that dump on damen.
- Oh, I hate that joint.

- Mr. O'Shea, if I may,
you're in a cycle.

You're under a lot
of stress, so you eat poorly,

and that makes you sad,
which stresses you out more,

and so you eat more junk,

and that makes you more stressed
and sad,

and I think you see
where I'm going with this.

It feeds on itself.
Intentional pun.

- We should let you
get some rest.

- Yeah.

- All I'm saying is put down
the meat, pick up the veggies.

Put some color on that plate.

- Yes.
Eat from the rainbow, Jimmy.

- You know what's at the end
of that rainbow?

Health.
And who knows?

You may start feeling a little
bit better about yourself,

stop doing the murdery stuff.

- Alleged.
- I never spent a night in jail.

- Mr. O'Shea, you've been
given a second chance,

an opportunity to do things
a little differently.

But don't change for me.

Change for you,
for your daughter,

for fat skinny Eddie.

You got a friend and a coworker

who cares an awful lot
about you,

and that makes you
one freaking lucky guy.

- I appreciate your honesty,
kid,

and I'll try
to make some changes,

if only so you'll stop talking.

- Okay.
[Uncomfortable laughter]

- Thank you, Mr. O'Shea.
- Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Thanks so much.

- Hey, Mr. o, on behalf
of all the kids on 26th street,

thank you for the pony.

Oh, what's up, man?
You lose some weight, bro?

- 96 pounds.

- Yeah, you did.

Yeah, you did, man.

- Yes, we saved Jimmy o's life,

but do you know
who the real hero is?

No.
[Laughs]

No, no, it's not me.

Fat skinny Eddie
is the real hero.

I mean, it's easy for me to walk
in there with the full weight

of my expertise and say,

"change this, change that."
But Eddie's the one

who's got to be there every day
making sure the change sticks,

and that's the only way
it's gonna work, 'cause

the truth is it's your coworkers
who know you best.

- Well,
take this from your coworker.

When you get on your high horse,
you're an ass.

- I was gonna say exactly
the same thing, except dick,

but I like what you did
with the ass bit 'cause

it's a play back on the horse.
- Thank you.

- Okay, okay,

I'll take your criticism
to heart because it's the people

you work with who really
do know you best.

I think we've all identified
certain areas

in one another that need
improving, so I'll go first.

- No, no, no, no.
- Nope, nope, nope.

- We're not talking about what
we'd change about each other.

I tried that with Theresa once.
It did not go well.

- Strange, I heard Irish cops
take criticism very well.

- You know, weirdly,
I've heard the opposite.

- Brian, listen.

People have been trying
to change me my entire life,

and trust me,
it's incredibly annoying.

- Look, I'm not talking
about big changes, here,

fellas, just little,
small, mini ones, tweaks.

For example,
sometimes I think that

I look up to you guys too much,
and that's a lot of pressure.

I should probably dial
that down.

- Not necessarily.
- No, I think you're good.

- And Hank--

- no, you don't need
to go around the horn, bri.

We're not playing.
- No, no, John.

I would love to hear what Brian
would change about me.

- Thank you, Hank.

- Hmm?
- Hmm.

Sometimes when you ask
for things in the rig,

your tone can be a little
aggressive.

- That's because I need things
aggressively.

- It's not every word,

mostly the way you say "gauze."
- Oh, totally.

- You bark it out, right?
- Well then,

shitheads, how would you like
me to say the word "gauze?"

- With softer consonants,

like gauze.

- Gauze.
- No, like this.

Gauze.

- Gauze.

- Gauze.
- G-gauze?

Both: Gauze.
- G-gau--

- no, like this.
- No.

- Watch this.
- Watch him.

- Gauze.
- Yeah, he's doing it.

- Gauze.
- It's just, like, gauze.

- Gauze.
- Gauze.

- Gauze.
- Gauze?

- No, no.
Shh.

- Watch.
Watch my mouth, gauze.

- Gauze.
- Gauze.

- Gauze.

- Gauze.
- Gauze.

- You're a little close.
- Gauze?

- Gauze.
- Gauze.

Both: Gauze.

- Gauze.

Hey,
how about--how about some gauze?

- Hey, gauze.
- Hey, have some gauze.

- Gauze!
- Gauze.

- Gauze.
- Gauze.

- Gauze?
- Gauze.

- Gauze.
- Gauze.

- Gauze.

- Gauze.
- Gauze.

- Gauze.
- You know what?

Listen, listen, listen.
If we doing this, Johnny,

you could close the back doors
every once in a while.

How about that?
- Oh, good one, Hank.

- What?
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, we load a patient in.

You run to the front
like the back

is automatically our problem.

You could close the doors
every once in a while.

- But that would kill
our system.

I drive, you're in back,

Brian's the bag man.
- Yeah, exactly.

I always carry the bags, and I
sit in this tiny little seat,

it doesn't even
have a real seatbelt,

and all I'm asking for
is a little more consideration

and a slightly more pleasant
tone of voice.

- Your seat is tiny.

It's like a little perch.

Like big bird.

Big bird Brian.

- I like to call
it the Brian zone.

But when I think about it,
I'm like, "Sunday, Sunday,

Sunday, live in ambulance 14,
the Brian zone."

- The Brian zone.

[Air guitaring]

- Whoa.

[All air guitaring]

- Whoa, jeez, hey, look at that.

[All air drumming violently]

Like Phil Collins does.

I love that.

I got to say, though.
- Mm-hmm?

- I'm feeling a little bit
of a gong at the end of it.

- Nah.

- I cannot believe
I met Jimmy O.

I'm starstruck,

t, like,
a star came out of the sky

and hit me in the face.

That's how I feel right now,
man.

- He bought your neighborhood
a small, stupid horse.

Big deal.

- T, how could you even say
that?

Have you seen a horse?

- Yeah.

- They're so majestic.

I love their neigh.
It's so proud.

Plus, their hooves make jell-o,
which is delicious,

and glue, which is super helpful
when you're,

like, doing a project.

- You know the horses have
to die to make all those things,

Billy.
- And that's really sad.

But what a way to go.

And when they live, man,
when they live?

They're alive.

The wind
blows through their manes.

I wish I had a mane.

- So he said he owed you, and he
asked you what you wanted,

and the words "pool table" never
came out of your mouths?

- Well, we were going to,
though we were gonna ask

for a ping-pong table.

- Ping-pong table?
- Mm-hmm.

- Why didn't you just ask
for a checker set?

Ping-pong is not a man's game.

What's wrong with you?

Pool table, bitches.
Billiards.

I'm working with children, here.
- I love ping-pong.

- Yeah, you know why?
'Cause ping-pong is awesome.

- Are you good, Johnny?
- He thinks he is.

- I'm not saying I'm
the best player at the barbecue,

but I'm the person
the best player wants to beat.

- So you're saying
you're the second-best?

- Second, third,
depends on the barbecue.

But it doesn't matter,
because Brian blew it.

- I simply told Mr. O'Shea
that all he owed us

was a promise to make
a few changes in his diet.

- Ping-pong would have been
better.

- What are you talking about,
trying to change people, Kevin?

People don't want to change.
- Oh, on the contrary,

the boys in ambulance 14 have
all agreed to make some changes.

Haven't we, fellas?
Huh?

- Hey, no.
- don't touch me.

- I'm sorry.
- Terrible idea.

Never try to change
your coworkers.

I once gave Mac what I thought
was constructive criticism,

and my knee
hasn't been the same since.

You either accept someone or you
find a way to get rid of them.

- That's what happened
to Scotty.

- The dude
with the weird-ass eyes?

- Mm-hmm, felt like one eye
was always looking at my dick.

- I don't know, cash,
maybe some small changes

around here could be nice?

- There we go, people.

It's in the air.

- Yeah, like, maybe you could
let us pick the lunch place

every once in a while.
- Absolutely not.

- Or maybe you could start
calling me by my real name.

That would--
that would be a nice change.

- Or maybe we
could change your name to Kevin.

- I like that.

- I just think
we're capable of more, you know?

Maybe, like, for instance,
Polish thunder.

- I think it'd be
just easier to change his name

to Kevin, don't you?
- I think so, too.

We're on the way
to the hospital, ma'am.

How is your hip?
Are you still in pain?

Are you allergic to anything?
- Mm-mm.

- I'm gonna get you
a little pain medication.

You'll feel better in no time.

- Johnny, I just want to say
that I really appreciate

you closing the doors this time.
- Only took you three tries.

- Yeah, I forgot the left door
had to close first.

Why does it have
to be so damn complicated?

- It's not rubik's cube, bro.

You feeling better, ma'am?
- I am.

- You see that voice you're
using with her, right there?

You could use that for everybody
in this rig.

- Gauze.
- No, nicer.

- I'm not playing, Brian.
Gauze.

- It's the pitch
in your voice, your tone,

maybe it's your face.

- What?
- It's mean.

- You do have mean resting face.
You know what it is?

It's a bitch face.
- I do not have a bitch face.

You have a bitch face.

Do you want me to talk to you
like a little old lady?

Fine.
Brian...

May I please have some gauze?

- Why, certainly.

- Why, thank you so much, Brian.

- It's kind of creepy.

- Brian, are the doors
closed enough for you?

Is your little body able
to handle the stress back there?

- All right, that's enough.

I get it, I feel like I'm
in a horror movie.

Not my genre.
- Like I said, we have a system.

Things are the way
they are for a reason.

- Do you know how many people
would die here

if we worked like that?
- Change kills, bro.

- Listen, I'm just thankful that
you guys tried to change at all.

- [Murmuring]

- What was that, ma'am?

- Could you turn up the radio?

I love this tune.

- The radio's not on, ma'am.

Would you like us
to play something for you?

- Let's dance the shag,
strawberry jam,

you boys
know that I love pennies?

- Oh, I love a good
old-fashioned morphine ramble.

- It has been so long.
- She's so cute.

- I hid art for the Nazis.

- Okay, so now I have
a new worst person I've saved.

- No, Aaron Rodgers, bro.

- Nope.
No, this is worse.

[Knocking]
- Come in.

- Mr. O'Shea, fat skinny Eddie,

I just want to apologize
for the other day.

I may have been too harsh.

I've been told
that I can be a little annoying

when I get on my high horse.

- You did what I couldn't.

- [Chuckles]
Oh, it was nothing.

I just gave Mr. O
a defibrillation of truth

from the heart.

It's what I do.

- Edward, would you grab me

some sparkling water
and lemon, please?

- You got it.

- Look, I ain't gonna
change, kid.

But I want fat Eddie
to be happy.

He deserves it for putting up
with me for so long.

I'm willing to fake it,
out of love.

- Hey, boss,
they only had still.

- Come here.
[Chuckles]

- 25 years,
I've never gotten a hug.

- Then get in this thing.

- No, absolutely not.

- Hey, is that from Jimmy o?

How'd he know
we wanted one of these things?

Bri, did you go talk to him
again?

- I did, but--

- it's not from Jimmy o,
assholes.

It's from me.

I'm not gonna change
for any of you,

but I will buy you
a ping-pong table.

- Oh, man.
- Thank you.

- Thank you,
it means a lot, cash.

- You're welcome, Kevin.
Goddamn ping-pong.

That ball is everywhere, going
underneath every goddamn thing,

impossible to reach.

Won't be no balls in two days.

I ain't buying new ones,
nobody will.

That table's gonna
be a coat rack in a week.

- Little help?
- No.

- Pony time, yeah, pony time.
All right, pony time,

okay, pony time, hey.

I see the pony.
Pony time, pony--

oh, my god.
Tony.

- What up, man?
- [Neighs]

- It's me, William.
I go by Billy now.

You probably don't recognize me
'cause I was a little bigger

when I was a kid, though.

This is my partner, t.
- Hi, Tony.

- She's hot, right?

All right, Tony, we about
to do this thing, all right?

This is gonna happen.
Here you go.

This is gonna happen today.
That's it.

- He loves it.
- [Laughs]

- Yeah.
- Oh.

- Good boy.
- Tony.

- Oh, yeah.
- Oh.

- Yeah, see?
T, look, I'm doing it.

- I know.
- I'm on the 26th street pony.

Can you take a picture
real quick?

- All right, I got it.
- Of me and my boy, t?

- Okay.

All right, all right.
- Tony.

- Tony, look at the camera,
baby, oh.

Oh!

Hey, did we get it?

- Yeah, I got it.

- Nice.