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[siren wailing]

[horn honking]

[indistinct shouting]

[Bobby] Okay, 118,

I want ladders up, ventilation,

inch-and-three-quarter hose line. Let's go!

[firefighter] Hoses out! Let's get that water flowing!

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

- [firefighter] Let's do it! - [siren wailing]

[Alec] Oh, my God! No!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Sir! Sir! - Oh, my God!

My wife and my son, are they okay?

- How old is your son? - He's 11 months old.

There's a nursery on

the second floor on the right.

Okay, we will get them out of there. Officer.

[officer] Come here, sir.

Kinard, Han, Wilson, double time!

We got people inside!

- [Chimney] On it! - [fire whooshes]

Let's go! Let's go!

[Bobby] LAFD! Can anyone hear me?

Upstairs! Let's go!

We can't wait for that hose line!

Ma'am?

Ma'am.

Hen, Chim, get up here right now.

Ma'am, can you hear me?

Micah.

Micah? Where's Micah?

- The nursery. - [Bobby] The nursery, okay.

Let's get her up and let's get her out. Let's go.

- Where's that hose line? - [firefighter] It's on its way, Cap.

We can't wait! Let's go, Tommy!

[Tommy] Cap, wait!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[Maurice] And this is North Remembrance Hall.

In addition to our outdoor interment spaces,

we also have

four mausoleum halls,

as well as three indoor columbaria.

We have several vaults available

in East Hall, if you prefer,

but I've always liked the morning light

in here. The halls are all climate controlled

and open to visitors 8:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m.,

362 days a year.

- Mom? - We offer a floral placement service.

Some families choose to have their flowers placed

on birthdays or holidays, others on a more frequent basis.

The families don't come themselves?

[Maurice] Some do,

but life has a way of filling

all the nooks and crannies of our calendars.

I just...

don't think it's right.

I don't think my husband

would want to be inside.

Appreciate your time, Mr. Powell,

but I think we need to find someplace else.

Mom, it's been almost two weeks.

At some point, we're gonna have to have a funeral.

Yeah, tell that to the federal, state and local authorities.

They still haven't released his body.

[May] But they will eventually,

and we have to be ready.

[sighs]

And we will be.

We just need...

to find the right place.

[phone ringing]

Maybe this is them, now. Mm.

Hello?

Um, I'm sorry.

I'm going to need you

to explain that to me again.

No.

I did not authorize that.

Did the kids leave already?

[Karen] They got a lift to school with the Martins.

I...

wanted to make you breakfast.

[Hen] Oh?

I mean, thank you.

It's your first day back at work.

A week earlier than your doctor recommended.

It'll be light duty.

Don't worry, I'm not looking to pop any stitches.

I can't believe they're asking you back

before Bobby's even--

In the ground?

It just...

- ...seems wrong. - Everything about this

is wrong.

So, take the extra five days.

The boys are all coming back today, too.

I have to be there.

Okay.

[knock on door]

- [door opens] - [Buck] Uh, hey, hey, guys?

Buck?

Hey.

Uh, is-is Chimney ready?

He said we would drive in together this morning.

First day back.

No, he's not here.

- He's not? - He left before I woke up,

and when I texted him,

he said there was something that he had to do before work.

Wait, he didn't tell you?

No. I-I...

feel like he's not been telling me

a lot of things lately.

I think he might be avoiding me.

Yeah, he's been avoiding everyone.

Did he tell you that he's started running,

like, as a hobby?

Really?

I thought he hated running.

Well, now it's like his favorite thing to do.

He said that it helps clear his mind.

I think it helps him avoid talking to anyone.

Uh, he's talking to the counselors, though, right?

He's been doing his sessions.

I don't know that he's actually been talking to them.

What about you?

Yeah, well, uh, I've done a lot of therapy at this point.

Pretty good at it.

Okay, uh...

What's this for?

Because I love you,

and given recent events, I feel like that's something

that I should start saying more.

Yeah.

I love you, too.

Did you do this?

- I got a call from downtown. - Athena--

Apparently, one of Captain Nash's firefighters

has been burning up the lines,

complaining about why it's taken so long

to release his remains. Was it you?

Yeah, but, I mean--

It was not

your place to interfere.

I was just trying to help. I didn't think it was right

they were making you wait so long to bury him.

Right, because until he's in the ground,

nobody gets to move on.

They have to live yet another day

thinking about Bobby and how he died.

Athena, no one's ever

gonna forget about what Cap did that day, least of all me.

Athena...

[sighs]

Well, congratulations, it worked.

Funeral's next Tuesday.

- Oh, sorry. - You're fine.

I might've come in the wrong door. Is there a right door?

Depends. Who are you looking for?

Captain Bobby Nash.

Why are you looking for Captain Nash?

I was hoping he could help me keep my sister out of prison.

[waitress] There you go.

- Enjoy. - Thank you. - Thank you.

I'm sorry about your husband.

I hadn't heard the news, otherwise

I wouldn't have shown up like that.

You said your sister was in jail.

Why was she arrested?

Uh, stalking, breaking and entering,

attempted kidnapping.

Who was her intended victim?

Her dead son.

Who she has become convinced

is not dead, but living in Santa Clarita.

My nephew Micah

died eight years ago in a house fire.

Leah was there when the fire broke out.

She couldn't get to him,

and by the time the firefighters got there,

it was too late.

My husband's fire company.

That's right.

After that, Leah's marriage fell apart.

She couldn't hold a job.

Some days, she could barely get out of bed.

Basically, all the terrible things

you think would happen to someone

after the worst thing imaginable

happens to them.

So, I got her a job.

I own a catering company.

Found her a place to live, and

it took time, but slowly,

she began to put her life back together.

And then what happened?

A few weeks ago, we were on a job,

a birthday party for a nine-year-old boy.

Mm, he would've been the same age as your nephew.

Same birthday.

Look, as soon as I realized,

I tried to send Leah home, but she insisted

that I was being silly, that she could handle it.

And four days later,

she's calling me from jail.

She has become convinced that

this boy is her son

and that he was stolen from her by this other mother.

And I've tried to reason with her,

but she just says, "Gary, you don't understand.

You weren't there that night."

So you went looking for someone

who was there that night.

I don't know what I expected him to do.

Maybe I'm just desperate.

She won't listen to me.

And I thought maybe, just maybe,

she would listen to him.

Do you think

she might listen to me?

[Gerrard] First, I'd like to start

by offering my condolences.

Words cannot express how sorry I am.

The LAFD lost an exceptional firefighter,

and we all lost an exceptional person.

I'm not here to take his place. No one can.

And I'm not gonna be returning as your captain.

I'm just here to get you through this difficult transition

until Chief Simpson can appoint a candidate more worthy.

My goal

is to keep things running smoothly while I'm here

and to support you in this difficult time.

I know that whatever I say isn't gonna make any of this better.

But I would like

to say a few words about Captain Nash

and what he meant to me personally.

- [sirens wailing] - [car horn droning]

Right.

One of these.

I want CO2 and a hand line on that engine.

Buckley, kill the batteries,

stabilize the vehicles and start extrication.

- [Buck] Yeah. - [Gerrard] Wilson, you get her.

Han, you get...

him.

[car horn fades away]

Thanks. That was getting annoying.

LAFD, sir. Is your seatbelt jammed?

Yeah. This crazy lady came out of nowhere.

That jerk blew through the red light.

Ma'am, were you unconscious?

No, but I might black out from rage.

Does your neck hurt at all?

Nope.

Sir, I need to check your pupils. Sir?

[Nolan] I bet she was on her phone.

Oh, yeah, you can see here

where she totally smashed my grille.

Sir, I really need to examine you,

especially because you seem very litigious.

Sir?

[Nolan] Oh, here we are.

[Camille] Wow,

first he T-bones me, now he's TMZ.

Smile. Tell the camera why you did it.

Excuse me? You're the one who hit me.

[Nolan] Uh-uh, let the record show

this was not my fault.

- [Camille laughs] - [Chimney] Are you kidding?

This is 100% your fault.

That's your car, that's her car

and that's a "T" that you boned.

This is all your fault.

Whoa.

So, if you'll kindly sit your ass down,

I can check you for a head injury,

make sure you don't bleed out and die.

- [people applauding] - Han, a word.

[bystander] Yeah, that's right. Yeah.

What, you gonna give me a lecture on comportment?

No, a chance to cool off.

You mean a time out. No, thanks!

I'll just scrub the crapper.

I know you're hurting. I am, too.

You know, you shouldn't even be here?

What right do you have to run

the 118? You are not half the man that Bobby was.

Be that as it may,

I am your captain.

Only because I killed our last one,

so I'd be very careful if I was you.

- [lock buzzes] - [latch clicks]

[door closes]

Hello, Leah.

Um...

thank you for agreeing to talk to me.

My name is Athena.

Gary told me you were coming.

He said you're a police officer.

That's not why I'm here.

Gary said you're Captain Nash's widow.

Yes.

I'm so sorry. He was a good man.

He was.

Leah, your brother, he's very worried about you.

Well, he thinks I'm crazy. I'm not crazy.

I just did what any mother would've done.

Probably went about it the wrong way, but...

Can you tell me about this boy?

- Micah. - The police report,

they say that his name is Cameron Myers.

Well, of course the police report says that

because that's what she's been calling him,

but my son's name is Micah.

And why do you think that this boy

is your son?

I wasn't certain at first.

I mean, I kept telling myself, "You must be imagining things."

Excuse me? Do you have any more bags?

He looked so much like Micah.

I couldn't catch my breath for a moment.

And then I asked him his name.

What's your name?

I'm Cameron.

It's my little boy's birthday today, too.

How old is he?

Nine, just like you.

I would've chalked the whole thing up

to some crazy coincidence

until I handed him the bag

and I saw the birthmark.

This tiny little heart on the inside of his wrist.

I kissed that birthmark every night

when I put Micah to bed.

I used to tell him it connected his heart to mine,

and that it meant that, no matter where he went,

he would always carry my love with him.

And that's when you knew for sure?

That's when I allowed for the possibility.

And I kept saying to myself, "You're crazy."

♪ To you... ♪

"This can't be real.

I mean, you don't even know these people."

But turns out I did.

[camera shutter clicks]

You recognized her?

[Leah] Prenatal yoga.

9:00 a.m., Tuesdays and Fridays.

You were in prenatal yoga class together?

Yes, until she stopped attending.

I remember some of the other mothers saying

they'd heard her pregnancy ran into trouble

and that she'd lost the baby.

And that's when you began to think

that she went after yours.

I mean, I've heard stories of women

so desperate to have a baby

they'll even cut one out of another woman.

So, how much easier--

wait till the baby's born,

steal him from his crib...

Start a fire.

Exactly.

If you're desperate enough, you'll do things

you never thought you were capable of doing.

- You got this! - [cheering]

Whoo! Come on, honey!

That's my son.

[indistinct chatter]

[Cameron] I'll race him, though you're not coming back from that.

No recovery.

Cameron.

Hi.

I'm Leah.

Your mom asked me to pick you up.

Mom says I'm not supposed to go with strangers.

Oh, sweetie, I'm not a stranger.

I was at your birthday party, remember?

Oh, yeah.

I'd love you to meet my son.

Come on.

- [Heather] Excuse me! Cameron? - Come on, honey.

- What are you doing? - It's okay, honey.

Mom?

- Come here, sweetie. - Cameron. Who are you?

It's Leah.

Okay, honey, stay here.

Your name is Micah. Okay? You're my son,

- not hers. - Mom, Mom, what's she talking about?

Honey, I don't know. She's crazy.

- Help! - You stole my son!

- Sir! - Don't let her leave.

This psycho tried to abduct my child!

- Micah! - I'm calling 911.

Don't be scared, baby. Don't be scared.

- [grunting] Hey. Just calm down. - She stole my son!

I know what I did was

reckless and stupid.

But I'm not wrong.

I thought I buried my son.

But I didn't.

He's alive.

You think I'm crazy?

No.

And I promise you this.

That if your son is alive,

I'll bring him back to you.

I swear it.

[sighs]

[exhales slowly]

[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

[phone chimes]

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

She posted every single day...

...until March 17.

And then, not again until May 9.

That's six weeks missing.

So...

maybe she did lose her baby,

but not before he was born.

♪ ♪

[phone buzzing]

[buzzing]

[Bobby] Are you gonna start a podcast?

[Athena sighs]

I think I almost got it figured out.

Something happened

to Heather's baby within these six weeks.

Her not posting things on the internet isn't quite

the evidentiary bombshell that you seem to think it is.

Well, even after she started posting again,

things were different.

The cute matching outfits were gone,

no more daily photo shoots

and she stopped showing his face.

Well, maybe she realized that the internet

was full of "creepy-ass stalkers."

I'm quoting you,

- in case you don't remember. - Look,

if you are not going to be helpful,

go haunt someone else. I'm busy.

Aren't you supposed to be busy planning my funeral?

I heard it's gonna be big.

Oh, yeah, a hero's burial.

That's what the Chief calls it.

They already got a template they can follow,

they don't need me.

But this woman does?

Helping her is so important

that you're hiding in here, racking up 11 missed phone calls

and 42 unread texts?

You're the one who locked himself in a lab to die.

You don't get to tell me how to spend my time.

Ouch.

[sighs]

This woman, her loss,

it was important to you.

You would've helped her.

I'm doing it because you can't.

- How can you know that? - I know you.

You knew me.

Past tense.

Hi.

Hey.

I don't see Jee. What time is it?

Uh, she went down about half an hour ago.

Hey, you've been gone for a while.

Did you go for another run?

Uh... no.

I tried out that new yoga studio.

You know, they've got this

yoga for runners program.

Great. So, another hobby

that will keep you out of the house for hours at a time.

That's not what I'm doing, Maddie.

You're shutting me out, which is the one thing

that we promised each other we would not do.

And please don't insult my intelligence

by pretending like that's not what's happening.

Running just...

- helps me to-- - Not think?

Chim, that's the thing about running.

There's never gonna be anywhere far enough.

You carry the pain with you,

and eventually, it...

takes you down.

I think maybe it already did.

And I'm not trying to shut you out.

I'm just trying to figure out

how to get back up on my feet, that's all.

[Athena] It's 8:07 a.m.,

and we are exhuming the grave of Micah Hamilton

in order to obtain a DNA sample.

Okay, I'm going to go check on the doc.

You keep recording.

Got it, Sergeant.

[tires screech]

I got it. Gary,

what are you doing here?

I came to put an end to this insanity.

- Wh-- - You're digging up a baby's grave?

Gary, it's the only way that we can be sure.

No, I am sure.

My sister's crazy. Clearly, it is contagious.

[exhales]

I'm gonna put an end to this.

Stop, stop. No, this is my nephew's casket.

- Sir... - I don't consent to this.

[Luann] I'm very sorry for your loss

but I've been hired by the child's mother.

Please, let me do my job.

No, you don't understand

- what you're doing. - Gary, you really

shouldn't be here for this part.

I can call you with the results.

There aren't going to be any results.

What?

The casket is... empty.

We didn't know how to tell my sister.

The fire, it just...

There was nothing left to bury.

[footsteps approaching]

Are you okay?

[shrieks] Oh!

Henrietta?

What the hell?

What are you doing skulking around my house?

I'm checking on you, Athena.

I guess Chimney

asked you to do this, huh?

You got to check up on the little widow.

Your kids, actually.

You haven't been returning their phone calls,

their text messages.

The Chief's office said that you haven't

finalized any of the plans for the funeral.

And then I come here and...

And what?

I mean, should I start with

the air mattress in the corner and--

Or the wall of crazy over here?

I was helping this woman.

Leah.

She lost her baby in a house fire

eight years ago.

She thought that the fire might have been

a cover for the real crime.

A kidnapping.

They stole her baby and then set the house on fire?

I figured we start by proving that the baby

that Leah buried wasn't hers,

so we exhumed the grave, and it was empty.

Yeah, just some sandbags...

and a baby picture.

That is sad.

But not a huge surprise. I mean, a fire so hot

and a-- a baby so small?

I'm surprised the mother didn't say something

before the exhumation.

She didn't know.

Her brother and her husband,

they decided without consulting her.

Because it would just upset her even more.

So they decided, because they knew best.

I mean, who does that?

If you love someone, you're honest with them.

You respect them.

You trust that they can make the hard decisions.

You don't just blindside them

and then take off! [cries]

You don't leave them to deal with the-the-the mess!

Alone!

Athena...

He's not supposed to be dead, Hen.

He stood here in this kitchen that morning,

planning our future.

And then he just...

left?

He left me.

He didn't want to.

And he did anyway!

[sobbing]

[sighs]

[door opens]

Hello?

Hi.

Is your mom home?

Mom, it's for you!

- [lock buzzes] - [latch clicks]

Gary said you exhumed the grave.

He was so mad I gave you permission.

It wasn't my son in there, was it?

No.

[sighs]

I knew it.

[Athena] Leah?

There was nothing.

Just an empty casket.

With a photo of your beautiful baby.

Evidently, after the fire,

there was nothing

- left to bury. - No.

There was nothing there because my son isn't dead.

He didn't die in a fire.

That woman has him.

I have DNA test results here.

There was a match.

A match to what?

You said there was nothing there.

Not to what we didn't find in Micah's grave.

These are DNA results

from buccal swabs

taken from Cameron Myers

and his mother, Heather Myers.

I went to them, explained the situation,

and she agreed to it.

We tested Cameron, his DNA,

against your sample and hers.

Hers...

was a match.

That little boy is her son.

Micah...

is gone.

I'm so sorry.

But I was so sure.

When I saw him,

I was sure, I...

I felt it, I felt him.

[sighs]

You think I imagined all of it.

I think that you were overcome by grief.

For a moment, you let yourself believe that...

[sighs]

...miracles were possible.

I feel like I'm losing him all over again.

The district attorney, he's willing to consider

a diversion program.

If you comply, your charges could be dismissed.

And you could get back to your life.

What life?

Leah, you've lost a lot, but...

...you haven't lost everything.

I can see why he loved you.

I'm sorry he's gone.

He was a special person.

[knocking]

I want to say how sorry I am for your loss.

I know how enormous the pain of losing a child can be.

[Leah] Oh, really?

How many children have you lost?

Two.

- I'm sorry. - You don't have to apologize.

I'm the man who was supposed to save your son and I didn't.

You don't owe me anything.

What were their names?

Robert and Brook.

11 and nine.

My baby was Micah.

That's a nice name, I will pray for him.

Thank you.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah, sure.

How do you keep going?

How...

I...

I live in the belief that one day I will see them again.

And you really believe it?

With all my heart.

I do.

- [soft laughter] - [cough]

Hello? Is someone there?

It's just us.

[Athena gasps]

What are you doing here?

Uh, we bumped into Mrs. Anderson

at the grocery store.

And she asked us why no one told her that we'd moved back in.

[Harry] Yeah, but don't worry.

We covered for you.

Come here.

[sighs]

Now, uh, what's for dinner?

Oh, well... [chuckles]

We have breakfast.

[chuckles]

And we also brought some sleeping bags

so we can stay with you.

Like the way we used to camp out in the backyard.

You would do that? [laughs]

Mom, we love you.

Even more than running water.

[gasps, laughs]

And I love you, too.

And, um...

after dinner, I can, uh,

I can show you some photos

of the place that I found for Bobby.

- You found a place? - Yeah.

I think it's perfect.

- [knocking] - Hey, it's not locked.

You know I'm not a probie anymore, right?

- Yeah. - Then why am I still picking up your dry cleaning?

Because I had to go to the airport and pick up this one.

Good to see you, Rav.

It's great to see you, too, man.

- I wish it were under different circumstances. - Yeah.

We all do.

I should've been there.

[Buck] Hey.

You're here now.

["End of Nowhere" by Ora Cogan playing]

♪ At the end of nowhere... ♪

Help.

[sighs]

Hen?

The, uh, purse.

Clutch.

- I don't know. - Come here.

[Hen crying]

♪ Eternally... ♪

You're okay.

♪ Heartbroken true love... ♪

[Ravi] That looks good.

What is that?

I think it's a crumpet.

There's plenty. You want one?

Nah, I'd probably just end up wearing it.

Mm. [chuckles]

You know, I've never done one of these before.

I mean, you were in the military, too.

Guess you've done a lot of 'em?

Not like this.

♪ At the end of nowhere... ♪

Okay.

You ready?

- As we'll ever be. - [phone buzzing]

♪ Just a game... ♪

Uh, hey, Maddie.

♪ That once meant living... ♪

Uh, yeah, yeah, no, that-that's fine.

I will.

Uh, hey, Ravi, do you mind driving Eddie to the church?

I'll meet you guys there.

- Everything okay? - Yeah, I just,

I have to pick something up for the service.

♪ I'm lost tonight. ♪

This is a private party, Buckley, go away.

I can't do that.

Made a promise to a pregnant lady.

Yeah? Well, I'm guessing she's getting pretty used

to broken promises these days.

Come on, Chim.

Put down the drink and let's go.

We're gonna be late.

To my own funeral?

Oh, no, wait.

Not my funeral.

Just should have been.

That's not fair.

No one blames you.

Hey.

I don't blame me, either.

I blame him.

Bobby had no right to keep us in the dark.

He just decided for everyone how things were gonna go.

And I kind of hate him for that.

You don't mean that.

Yeah, Buck, I do.

He should have told us the truth.

It wouldn't have changed anything.

It might have.

There's always the third option, Buck.

You know, when you're out in the field and you only have

two bad options to choose from,

you do not accept that.

You do not let those be the only

two crappy options available.

You always find the third way.

You know who taught us that?

Yeah, Bobby did.

And we always did that, time after time after time.

We never gave up.

We always found a third way.

And we always did it together.

[exhales]

And you think there was a third way?

[chuckles]

I spent the last two weeks thinking on it...

[laughs]

I came up with nothing.

[sniffles] Buck, he gave his life so I could live.

I'm just not sure what I'm supposed to do with that.

I think you're just supposed to live.

Yeah.

[footsteps echoing]

♪ ♪

Of all the days...

...this is the one you choose to leave me to go it alone.

[sighs]

[Simpson] On this day, we gather here

to celebrate the life and legacy

of Captain Robert Wade Nash.

A day filled with heaviness

that weighs on us all

as we gather in this sacred space.

A day marked by gratitude

for the life we lost...

...and the many lives saved.

As we reflect on his service,

we remember the countless lives he touched,

the friendships he forged

and the sacrifices he made.

Captain Nash was more than a firefighter.

He was a mentor.

A husband. A father.

And for so many of us,

a beloved friend.

There are many traditions in the fire service.

Among those traditions is the sound of a bell.

♪ ♪

It was the bell

that signaled the beginning of that day's shift.

Each alarm was sounded by a bell

which summoned these brave souls to put their lives on the line

for the good of others.

And when the alarm had come to an end, it was a bell

that signaled the completion of that call.

When a firefighter fell in the line of duty,

an officer would tap out a special signal:

ten bells.

This signal would be heard

by all station houses,

notifying them of the passing of one of their own.

It is customary and fitting

that the final alarm...

...be sounded for our brother,

Captain Robert Wade Nash.

He has completed his duties--

a job well done--

and has now returned home.

[bagpipes playing "Amazing Grace"]

Uniformed personnel, please stand.

♪ ♪

Atten-hut!

Present arms.

[bell ringing]

♪ ♪

["A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall" by Walk off the Earth begins]

Order arms.

♪ Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?♪

♪ Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?♪

♪ I stumbled on the side ♪

♪ Of 12 misty mountains ♪

♪ I walked and I crawled on six crooked highways ♪

♪ I stepped in the middle of seven sad forests ♪

♪ I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans ♪

♪ I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard ♪

♪ And it's hard ♪

♪ It's hard, it's hard ♪

♪ It's hard ♪

♪ Said a hard rain's gonna fall ♪

♪ Said a hard rain's ♪

♪ Gonna fall ♪

♪ Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?♪

♪ Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?♪

♪ Saw a newborn baby with wild wolves around it ♪

♪ Saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it ♪

Rest easy.

♪ With blood that kept drippin'♪

You're home now, baby.

You're home.

♪ With their hammers a-bleedin'♪

[sniffling]

♪ I saw a white ladder all covered with water ♪

♪ Saw ten thousand takers ♪

♪ Whose tongues were all broken ♪

♪ And it's hard, it's hard ♪

♪ It's hard, it's hard ♪

♪ Said a hard rain's gonna fall ♪

♪ Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?♪