All language subtitles for 9-1-1 Nashville s01e04 Bad Case of the Blues.eng

[? "Palisades Park"
by Freddy Cannon playing]

- ? Last night I took
a walk after dark ? - [patrons] Whoo!

It looks really fast.

That's the whole point,
Alice.

- [lifeguard] Next.
- Why is it so steep?

Can we please
go on another one?

- I knew it. I told Mom
you would do this. - [lifeguard] Next.

Can you please tell my sister
this ride is safe?

I mean,
statistically speaking,

it's safer to take
the slide down than the stairs.

You hear that? Okay, bye!

[screaming]

I have a big sister, too.
They're the worst.

[sister screaming]

? Like a loop-the-loop... ?

Nah, mine's okay.

? We ate and ate
at a hot dog stand ?

? We danced around
to a rockin' band ?

? And when I could
I gave that girl... ?

Don't worry. Nothing's gonna
happen to you, I promise.

? In the tunnel of love ?

? You'll never know
how great a kiss can feel ?

[Alice screaming]

[continues screaming]

Alright,
now's our chance.

Go, go, go!

- [laughter and yelling]
- Go! Go. Yeah, go!

What the hell do you
think you're doing?

[student] We're going
for the record.

[students exclaiming]

Senior skip day, bro.

[lifeguard screams]

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Nineteen, twenty.

That's it!

We got the record!

Woo-hoo! Yeah!

- [? tense music playing]
- [groans]

Stop that! Let go!

We gotta wait!

[screaming]

[laughs]

- [laughter]
- That's it. We got it!

- [students cheering]
- [tube creaking]

That was so fun.

- I told you it was safe.
- [laughs]

[tube snaps]

[all screaming]

[sirens wailing]

[horns blaring]

Dispatch, tell Village West
to expect multiple casualties.

- Ma'am, what happened?
- It's senior skip day.

Kids try to set records
for most people on a slide.

Oh, isn't that fun?

Lapont, get that ladder up

as close as you can
to the kids, alright?

We gotta get them outta here
as fast as possible.

- How many on the ground?
- Three of them.

I turned the water off.

A few managed to
crawl back up to get out

but the rest
are still stuck in there.

Rox, why don't you
start triage?

Blue, stay with Rox.
Watch and learn.

Yu, go to the entrance
of the slide,

try and help the kids
that are getting their way out.

Hey, we can't put the bag down
with this structure here.

That's why you and I are gonna
get up there as fast as we can.

- [student] Help us!
- We gotta hustle, folks.

That thing ain't long
for this world.

We're coming to ya.
Hang in there.

- [students crying]
- I can't hold on much longer!

We got you, we got you!

- We got you.
- [student groans]

Alright, buddy.

- Thank you.
- You're good, you're good.

- Hold on.
- [crying] I'm scared.

You got this, Andre.

Listen to your buddy, okay?

- You gotta trust me.
- Okay.

- Here we go. Come on.
- Okay.

Hey, hey, hey,
don't look down.

Watch me. Hey.
Eyes on me.

[? tense music playing]

He's gone.

Let's just hope
there aren't any more.

Alright, buddy,
come on, let's jump in.

[crowd murmuring]

Alright, here we go.

- Good job.
- Come on, buddy, you got it.

Nice and slowly.
We're gonna do this one step at a time.

- [Don Hart] Guys, we gotta go.
- [weakly] You should go.

No, no. No way.
I'm not leaving you.

- He's hurt.
- Where are you hurt?

My back.

Somebody slammed into me
when everybody fell.

[lifeguard] He can still move
his extremities,

but I felt crepitus
near his spine.

You know what crepitus is?

You're a pretty good lifeguard.

Alright, you think
you can handle a C-collar?

- Yeah.
- [Don] Okay.

- Okay.
- [lifeguard] Okay.

- [radio chirps]
- Uh, we may have a potential spinal up here.

Yu, why don't you rope down
a backboard from the top?

- Copy that.
- [Don] [on radio] And double-time it

before this segment falls.

[? tense music continues]

Alright, grab the board.

Make sure you don't
put any weight

on the same space as him.

[slide rumbling]

You hang tight there, buddy,
I got you.

Just slide it under him
as best you can.

Gently. Nice and easy.

- Alright. Can you strap him in?
- Yeah.

You're doing a great job there.

Okay...

- Okay, yeah.
- Alright.

Reel him up, Yu.
Reel him up.

Slowly, slowly.

Alright. Come on down to me.

[slide creaking]

- [gasps, screams]
- Oh!

[onlookers gasping]

[onlookers screaming]

- Taylor, swing me to her.
- [machine beeping]

It won't work,
the ladder's too overloaded.

[Don] [on radio]
Ryan, give me anything you can reach.

[lifeguard] Help!
I can't hold on!

Blue! Where are you going?

[lifeguard]
Somebody help me!

Hurry! I'm falling!

Help!

[crowd murmuring]

[? dramatic music playing]

Help me!

[onlookers exclaiming]

[lifeguard grunting]

- Help me, please!
- I got you. I got you.

[lifeguard groaning]

[? music intensifies]

[lifeguard grunts]

[onlookers cheering]

[gasping] Thank you!

[whooping]

Well, Cap,

your boy certainly has a flair
for the dramatic.

Yeah, or he's got a death wish.

Either way,
it runs in the family.

[both panting]

[radio chirping, static buzzing]

Dad, we gotta talk.

What's going on? Come on in.

I'm guessing you didn't check
Instagram this morning.

Yeah, that's not part
of my, uh, morning routine.

Your boy Blue went viral.

- [crowd clamoring on phone]
- Four million likes.

- [Don] Four million?!
- [Ryan Hart] Mm-hmm.

Firefox down in Austin
shared it. It's blowing up.

They're calling him #HotTarzan.

- Are they really?
- [Ryan] Mm-hmm.

And he was up there
without a safety strap.

So it's not exactly
a trailer moment for protocol.

I mean, was it textbook? No.

But he still
saved that girl's life.

Yeah. And thank God he did.

Because if he didn't,
you'd be the first person on the firing line.

Yeah, I agree.

Alright, let's drill him

on chain of command
and safety protocols after breakfast.

Cool.

[scoffs] I mean, Hot Tarzan?
Who comes up with this crap?

Uh-oh.

What?

Is somebody a little jealous?

[laughs]

That's ridiculous.
No, it's just a stupid name.

And, plus, Hot Tarzan
is redundant.

- [telephone ringing]
- You're jealous.

Captain Hart.

Oh, hey there, Chief.

Yes, sir.

- [Ryan] What was that?
- [Don sighs]

Chief would like
to see me downtown.

?

[people chattering]

Thanks for meeting here,
Mrs. Hart.

No problem at all, Charlie.

I take it you're on the job.

His wife hired me to find out
if he's banging the nanny there.

That's the nanny?

Yep.

[Blythe gasps]

And there goes the prenup.

I guess I'm not your only client

that's worried
about another woman.

Yeah, and after
a little digging,

you have every reason to be.

Dixie Bennings
is a threat to your family.

I knew it.

Well, she said she wanted a war,

so now I need to know

every angle that she might play.

Well, let's start
with the obvious one.

She has filed bankruptcy twice.

She is upside down
on her mortgage.

So she needs money.

And there's always
old-fashioned revenge.

[? pensive music playing]

Do you think
she could be dangerous?

Her rap sheet doesn't tell me
she's not dangerous.

Bar fight,
couple PIs, et cetera.

Okay, well, are there any
open warrants that we could use?

No. I'm afraid this isn't
gonna be as easy

as that time I got rid
of the zoning commissioner for your father.

Alright. Thank you, Charlie,
for the intel.

Uh, hey, remember
that this is just between us.

As long as
you're paying the bill,

your daddy doesn't need to know.

Thank you.

- But, Mrs. Hart...
- [Blythe Hart] Hmm?

Dixie's not the only one
you need to keep an eye on.

What do you mean?

I mean her son.

I did not ask you
to look into Blue.

With all due respect, Mrs. Hart,
I didn't get to where I am

because I only do
what my clients ask me to do.

[? soft, dramatic music playing]

Okay. Shoplifting from
a grocery store at 12.

- I mean, he was probably hungry.
- Mm-hmm.

- Joyriding when he was 13.
- And 15.

Okay. This is stupid kid stuff.

Get to the end.

[Blythe] Grand larceny
by extortion.

Okay.

Now I'm scared.

But, wait.
Why is it all redacted?

Well, that's the million
dollar question, isn't it?

For some reason,
the case was sealed.

But when there's that
much smoke...

- [sighs heavily]
- ...it's always bad.

So, what am I supposed
to do with all this?

That all depends.

On?

If you're willing
to get your hands dirty.

?

I appreciate you getting
over here so fast, Captain.

Chief calls, I come running.

Hmm. So I got a message
from the mayor.

Apparently,
one of my firefighters

is the star of a viral video.

"Hot Tarzan,"
they're calling him.

Yeah, I thought that's what
this might be about.

I know every firefighter
in this department by name,

every pimple-faced recruit
in the academy,

but I have never
laid eyes on this kid.

His name is Blue Bennings.

We brought him in
as a field cadet in training.

An FCT? You're only
supposed to do that

in extreme emergencies.

Well, it was during
the tornadoes.

Well, that danger is passed.

You need to cut him loose until
he can go through the academy.

He's studying on the job.

He's set to take the exams with
the current class this spring.

Forget it.
I can't have anyone out there

without proper certification.

Well, he's a...
certified lifeguard.

You being cute with me,
Captain?

No, sir.

[? light music playing]

He has talent.

He has world-class instincts.

And he's my son.

Your what?

Does Blythe know?

She knows.

It is a, uh...

It's a long story.

I bet it is.

Harold, since the first day
I showed up as a probie,

to your firehouse,

has my judgment
ever disappointed you

or this department?

I know it's unorthodox...

but I'm asking you
to trust me.

?

Only because it's you...

there is exactly one compromise
I'm willing to make.

That's not a compromise.
That's a damn joke.

The chief expects
Blue to master

the entire academy curriculum
by next Friday?

That's 26 weeks'
worth of material.

Look, I appreciate you
going to bat for me.

You should tell him
I'll withdraw.

Last thing I want
is to embarrass you.

It's an impossible ask, Dad.
Can't be done.

It feels impossible, yes.

We have seen
a 110-pound mom

lift a 4,000-pound SUV
off a toddler.

I got struck by lightning and I
walked out of the hospital.

True.

We are in
the impossible business, boys.

Yes, it is only seven days,

but we have
a firehouse full of experts to get you ready.

It's gut check time, Blue.

Are you willing to suffer?

Because it will be
the hardest week of your life.

One thing I know
how to do is suffer.

[? uplifting music playing]

If y'all are willing...

I am too.

Let's give it a shot.

That's my boy.

Oh, but I should mention...
I'm not the best test taker.

Okay, good to know.

- [phones ringing]
- [people chattering]

- [Blythe] Hey!
- Hey!

- Hi.
- Aw.

- Oh, thank you
for spending your break with me. - Oh, please.

It's not every day
my sister-in-law wants to stop by for coffee.

- Thank you.
- Oh, I love that bracelet.

[Cammie Raleigh]
Oh, thanks, well...

Seven Sons! That's fancy.

Yeah, well, you know,
only the best for my girl.

And I got you a cronut.

Okay, I would have
thought it'd be a biscuit

the way you're
buttering me up.

- What are you up to, Blythe?
- What?

What are you talking about?
I'm not...

Just... [sighs]

Okay. Alright. Yeah.
Um... I need a favor.

And you should
probably shut the door.

Oh, Lord. What did you do?

[Blythe]
I called our family PI.

To look into Dixie,
but then he found out

that Blue was part
of this extortion scheme

- a couple of years ago.
- What?

I mean, I don't know why,

but these files are sealed.

Well... what do you
want from me?

I need you to use
the CAD to pull up,

I don't know, any police reports
or any 9-1-1 calls.

Anything to fill in the blanks.

Okay, you're asking me
to break the law.

No, I'm not. I'm asking you
to do the same thing

that you do
for all the first responders

before they take a door
or pull over a car.

You know, it's- it's just-
it's threat assessment.

Does Don even know
you're here?

No! No. No.

He's... walking on sunshine

ever since Blue started
at the firehouse,

and, he just, he wants
this new family to work so bad.

And honestly...

I want it for him, too.

So, why not just
leave well enough alone?

Because... I know

who this boy's mama is.

[thunder rumbling]

Hey.

Hey. [exhales]

It's a little late for coffee.

Yeah, I couldn't sleep,

so I figured
I'd just start my day.

Oh. Alright.

You wanna tell me
what happened?

Uh, Chief called me
to the principal's office.

- [Don sighs]
- [Blythe] What'd he say?

He wanted me
to cut Blue loose

until he can attend
the academy.

Would that be
such a bad idea?

He wouldn't even be eligible
to start until next year.

Oh. So, what's your plan?

I'm putting together
a little training guide for him.

He's gonna have to be
proficient in fire science,

EMS, tools, math...

[exhales]

- God, that's a lot.
- Yeah.

I mean, is it even possible?

Well, it better be. I went
to the wall with the chief.

I'm gonna have to
push Blue pretty hard.

Donnie, I mean,
have you considered

that maybe
this isn't a good idea?

[? slow, dramatic music playing]

What do you mean?

I mean...

maybe it's not
in Blue's best interest

to pile all this
pressure on him.

Or yours,
to stake your reputation on him with the chief.

He was born to do this,
Blythe.

I know he's got it in him.

Do you really?

He's my son.

Honey, you met him
two weeks ago.

You don't really know the boy.
Not- Not really-

And whose fault is that?

[Don scoffs]

I'm never gonna
forgive myself

for having to pretend
I didn't even know about him.

That was not
your choice to make.

It was Dixie's.

All she's ever cared about
is hurting you,

and that's why
she's kept him away from you

for all these years.

I could have fought harder.

I mean... [exhales]

Especially... I, of all people,

know what it's like
to be raised without a dad.

I know you're going through
a lot right now,

and I don't wanna see
the mistakes of the past

lead to make an even
bigger ones in the future.

Blue is not a mistake.

That's not what I said.

I just think that there's...

there's things about him
that you may not be aware of.

Are there some things
you're not telling me?

?

I just think
that it wouldn't do any harm

to take a beat and get to know
each other a little better

before you jump with,
you know, both feet in.

I'm done sitting
on the sidelines of his life.

I'm getting this kid
over the finish line

no matter what anybody says.

Welcome to the pressure cooker.

Now, in my experience,
when someone says

they're not a good test taker,

it just means
they didn't study the right way.

That's not true.

I study my balls off

and the day the test comes,
I psych myself out.

Well, you're running
with the Harts now.

And Harts always find a way.

Look, you just gotta
get out of your head.

We're gonna grind you
on everything

from fire suppression to...

Tools!

Tactical readiness.

Trauma response.

[Don] At the end of this,

we're gonna show you
who you really are.

Turn around.

[remote beeps]

You just rolled up
on this scene.

You got a tanker truck full
of gasoline next to the fire.

What's the first thing you do?

I observe.
The roof is wood.

So the weapon of choice is?

Chainsaw. A chainsaw is
the best for ventilating wood.

Very good. Now, let's say the
door is made of reinforced steel

and you have to make
a forcible entry.

- Rotary saw.
- Great.

Why are you still talking?
You got people to save.

Pulse is 130.
His BP is 85 over 54.

What does that tell you?

Right.

This patient is...
hypotensive, tachycardic.

- Red tag.
- Correct. But faster.

In the field,
you're always on a clock.

This timer
is your new worst enemy.

As soon as you
hear the whistle... [blows whistle]

...you have one minute
to suit up

and get your gear
into the truck.

Yes, ma'am.

So, what you waiting for, cadet?

I already blew the whistle.

[Blue Bennings]
It's an EV which means a lithium battery.

We can't put water on it
or it could explode.

So, what do you do?

I know.

? I'm just a hunter ?

Somebody's been doing
their homework.

[saw whirring]

[metal door thudding]

Abrasions on the arms,
but no respirations.

Doesn't make sense.

Patients rarely do.

Unless he passed out...
'cause he was choking!

[? "Fox Hunt"
by Sierra Ferrell playing]

Hose this boy down,
'cause he's on fire.

- [whistle blowing]
- Any day now.

[chainsaw revving]

- [chain snaps]
- Oh, snap!

Your chain broke.
Go replace it.

[Roxie Alba] Zap!
Power just went out.

Now the place
is filling with smoke.

Now go find your last patient.

[? "Fox Hunt" continues playing]

? Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh ?

A-plus for not using water.

? Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh ?

? Well, take the path
down to the river ?

? It is hunting time,
clothe the kids... ?

Minute forty-four. Fail.

Can't see.
It's like a sleep mask.

? Don't let this
slip through your hands... ?

Minute thirty-two. Fail.

[chainsaw whirring]

[grinding, whirring stops]

Why isn't it working?

'Cause you put
your chain on backwards.

Nice work, cadet.
They're now dead.

[? vocalizing]

You didn't get to her in time.
Now she's dead.

What was I supposed to do?

Could have called out for help.

She's a dummy.

But I'm not.

[? "Fox Hunt" continues playing]

[Taylor Thompson]
Fifty-seven seconds.

[Blue] Finally!

Pass! That's a pass.

Is it? Your O2 tank's empty.

You were moving so fast,
you forgot to check it, so you're dead.

[Don] [clapping]
You suppressed the fire.

Unfortunately, you didn't secure
the blanket with sandbags.

? I'm just a hunter ?

A gust of wind just caused
a vapor cloud explosion,

ignited the tanker, and now...

We're dead.

You're dead.

? I'm just a... ?

? Hunter ?

- [? piano note plays]
- [singing scales]

- [? note plays]
- ? Ah, ah, ah- ?

[coughing]

[house keys jingling]

Hey, baby.

So... how was your day?

[Blue] Fine.

Do you want me
to make you something?

- No, I'm not hungry.
- [cell phone chimes, buzzes]

[scoffs]
Blue, that's your CGM.

- I'm fine.
- Give me your phone.

Oh. Baby, your glucose
is off the charts.

Go sit down.

What did you eat?

It's not the food,
it's the stress.

Chief said I have
to ace the academy test in a few days.

I'm trying,
but I'm not smart enough.

Hey, don't say that.

Now, take your insulin.

I mean, what happens
if you don't pass?

They kick me out.

- [Dixie sighs]
- [Blue exhales]

I've been waiting
my entire life

to get to be with my dad...

and if I fail this test,
I screw everything up.

[sighs] Oh, God.
You poor baby.

[claps] Snap out of it!

God. I mean, I might
not have raised an egghead,

but I sure as hell
didn't raise no crybaby.

It-it's not fair?

God, what in this life
has ever been fair?

Look...

we have got
too much riding on this

for you to lose
your nerve now, son.

[Blue] Don't worry.

No matter what happens,
I promise I'll find a way

to get you the surgery
for your voice.

Oh, uh...
I am not worried about that.

I am worried about you.

I mean, you get in
with that Hart family

and you will be set for life.

You know the thing
about the Harts.

They're winners.

They always find a way.

[Dixie Bennings]
Yeah, that's right.

And the one thing that they
do not accept is a loser.

I mean, you are this close,

and I refuse
to let you blow this.

[? gentle guitar music playing]

[patting leg]

- [Dixie exhales]
- What are you doing?

[Dixie] I'm putting on
some coffee.

'Cause we are gonna
study all night,

every night,
if that's what it takes.

Yes, Mama.

[? gentle guitar music
continues]

[sighs]

Hey there,
my loyal chickadees!

It's HautCh!x
coming to you live

from Music City, USA, baby!

Ahh! Alright.

Y'all told me I had to try
Nashville's hot chicken.

So I got myself a rental,
and I'm here to deliver.

[squeals, laughs]

Okay. First victim.

Smell...[sniffs]

Oh, smells so spicy.

I don't know if I have
the guts, you guys.

- [cash register dings]
- Alright.

The people have spoken.

First bite.

[mouth full]
Oh, my God. Oh, my-

[laughs] So spicy.

So hot! [coughs]

Oh, my gosh.

Mm. Mm.

@Randy-Andy wants to know

if I can jump on the bed
and eat chicken.

Well, Andy,
for the right price.

[dinging]

- [cash register dings]
- And sold.

Can't pass up a deal like that.
No, we cannot.

[laughs] Alright,
let's do this thing.

[Murphy bed creaking]

[exhales]

Alright, here we go.

- [bed springs creaking]
- Mm! Mm-mm!

[mouth full]
Yummy, yummy, yummy! [giggles]

Mm. Easiest 200 bucks
I've ever made.

[exhales sharply]

[yells]

[screaming] My leg!

[line ringing]

Uh, sir, slow down.
Help who?

[caller] HautCh!x.

Hot chicks. Right.

You know it's a crime
to prank 9-1-1.

This isn't a prank,
I assure you.

Okay, then can you tell me
your name and address?

Yeah, Andy Randolf.

14 Grealish Circus,
flat 14G, Bolton.

- Bolton. Where's that?
- [Andy] England!

Then why are you
calling Nashville?

I phoned 9-9-9,
and then they transferred me.

I'm watching on Cam4Fans,
and she was jumping on a bed,

and it mouse-trapped her
into this bloody wall!

[chuckles]

[clears throat]
You mean a Murphy bed.

Can you tell me HautCh!x's
real name or address?

No. But she said
she was in Music City, USA.

- That's you lot, yeah?
- That's us.

- Look, she's in pain.
- [HautCh!x] Please help me!

[Andy]
You have to find her!

Alright,
spell her handle for me.

Alden?

Uh... it's H-A-U-T-C-H-!-X.

[Cammie]
Okay. Stand by, Andy.

I need you to turn off
the network protocols

so I can start
a Cam4Fans account.

Not exactly
safe-for-work, is it?

It's not for personal use.

[? dramatic music playing]

Alright, you're in.

[Cammie] Thank you.

?

- [HautCh!x groans]
- [Alden] She's in there, alright.

Any clues to help us find her?

[Cammie] I'll rewind the feed.
Let's see.

[? tense music playing]

Let's just pray
she got delivery.

- [HautCh!x screams]
- There we go.

Mabel Plemons,
25 Oak Road, Unit 4.

[door crashing]

Nashville FD!

[Mabel] [muffled]
I'm over here!

Ma'am, we're gonna get you
out of there, alright?

Ryan, you gonna help me
with the bed?

[Ryan] Yeah.

- Secure the spine, will ya?
- [Taylor] Mm-hmm.

Here we go.

Alright. One, two, three. Go.

- [bed creaking]
- Slowly.

[Mabel groaning]

[? tense music continues]

[bed creaking]

- [Mabel yelping]
- Okay. You're okay.

Alright, let's get her
on the board.

[Mabel continues groaning]

Ready? Three, two, one.

[Mabel screams loudly]

- Oh!
- [Mabel breathing heavily]

[heavy breathing]

Hey, I'm Roxie.
We're gonna take care of you.

- Oh, God, my leg.
- I know, honey.

My friend Taylor here is gonna
give you something for the pain.

- Tay, can you run a line?
- [Taylor] Yep.

- Blue, check for
the pedal pulse. - Me?

- Blue.
- Yeah. Okay.

- [Mabel breathing heavily]
- [indistinct radio chatter]

[Roxie] Can you move
your fingers for me?

[Mabel screams in pain]

Awesome. I don't think
you have a spinal injury.

Blue, how's her pulse?

It's, uh... it seems-
I'm still trying to locate it.

Just inside of the ankle.

What is this guy? A trainee?

He's a field cadet.

Blue, don't get distracted.
Just focus.

I just...
I can't find the pulse.

Okay, can I please have
somebody who knows what the hell they're doing?

She's right.
I can't- I can't do this.

Go get some air.

Sorry.

?

[Mabel grunting]

- Ryan.
- Okay.

[Mabel grunting]

He didn't find a pulse...

because there isn't one.

- Blocked artery?
- Yeah.

- God.
- [Ryan] We gotta restore blood flow.

We could be looking
at ischemic necrosis.

Whoa, whoa, wait,
what- what does that mean?

[Roxie] The broken bone is
cutting off blood to your foot.

Tissue will start dying
before we get to the hospital.

Are you saying
I'm gonna lose my foot?

Good news is, I'm a surgeon,

so I'm qualified
to reset the bone.

Okay, and the bad news?

- [Roxie] It's gonna
hurt like hell. - [gasps]

Okay... Do it. [winces]

- Ryan.
- I'm gonna bend your knee.

[Mabel screaming]

[Roxie] On three. One...

- Two... three.
- [bone crunches]

[screaming loudly]

- [Mabel crying]
- [group groaning]

[Mabel crying in pain]

[Don] How'd we do?

Yeah. Pedal pulse restored.

Nice work.

[exhales] Does that mean
I get to keep my foot?

- Yep.
- [panting]

Alright, 113,
we are on the move.

I love you,
my chickadees.

[all] USA! USA!

[horse whinnying]

Oh, that's a good boy.

You know, you pay
people to do that.

Oh, I know, but it gives me
such peace feeding these guys.

Well, as much as I hate
to shatter that...

You dig up the dirt
on the Blue file, didn't you?

You can say that.
Here, listen.

[dispatcher 1] [on tablet]
9-1-1. What's your emergency?

[Blue] [on tablet]
I need an ambulance!

Oh, God! My friend and I
just got hit by a street racer.

They blew through a red light,
and our car's on fire.

I- I pulled my buddy out
from behind the wheel, but he's hurt.

Y'all gotta get the guy
who did this.

He's in a neon green Charger.
He just sped off.

- [dispatcher 1] Can you
give me your name? - [Blue] It's Blue Bennings.

- Oh, that's Blue?
- [Cammie] Yeah.

Wait, so then
what's that have to do

with the extortion plot?

Okay, then this call
came in five days later.

[dispatcher 2] [on tablet]
9-1-1. What's your emergency?

[caller] [on tablet]
My name is Alexander Humboldt.

My son was jumped
outside our home.

[son] [on tablet]
Dad, I said it's fine!

- Let it go.
- [Alexander] It's not fine!

This thug threatened
to come back and kill my son

if he doesn't pay him
$30,000 by Thursday.

He knows we own
all the Humboldt Stock and Feed shops in town,

so he thinks
he can shake us down.

[dispatcher 2] Do you have
a name or description of the assailant, sir?

[Alexander] He told my son
he goes by Blue.

This caller's kid
is Atticus Humboldt.

He owned a Charger
that was conveniently reported stolen

an hour after the hit-and-run.

So, Blue figured out
that it was Atticus.

I found the police notes
from Blue's arrest in the CAD.

He admitted
to extorting Atticus,

but for a good reason, to pay
his hurt friend's medical bills.

And then, you know,
once Humboldt realized his son

was connected to a hit-and-run,
he declined to press charges.

Right. And then the city
redacted the police report.

Yeah.

So, you know
what all this means, don't you?

That Blue is
a lousy criminal...

and a pretty stand-up kid.

That...

And you're gonna
have to introduce me

because he's family now.
Yeah.

[? gentle music playing]

You got out the Blue book.

I was worried it was
a little too quiet in here.

[Don exhales deeply]

All those years,
Dixie's been sending us photos of him...

- I never noticed it.
- What's that?

- [Don] His sad little smiles.
- [Blythe] Yeah.

They never did
make it up to his eyes.

He's never
believed in himself.

You were right...
[clears throat] by the way.

- [Blythe] Hmm.
- I pushed him too hard.

Now he's cracking.

Oh, well, you were just
trying to do right by him.

Yeah, it's always
so easy with Ryan.

We'd set a goal,
I'd drive him like a mule,

and he'd always
rise to the occasion.

Yeah, but Ryan's not Blue.

Ryan grew up
believing life was fair.

And Blue grew up
playing against a stacked deck.

Yeah.

[Blythe]
And Ryan always knew

that he mattered
so much more than any goal.

Well, it's no different
with Blue.

[Blythe] Well, you know that.

But he doesn't know that.

So, maybe instead of
telling him that he can do it,

he needs to know that it's...

it's okay if he can't.

You're right.

[? gentle music continues]

[Blythe] He's a good kid...

loyal... to a fault,

just like his dad.

Thank you.

Wait. How do you know that?

[? soft, upbeat music playing]

Blythe, what did you do?

[Blythe] Hmm.

?

[kiss smacks]

Read it.

Redness of the skin
or mucous membranes...

Erythemic.

Abnormal,
rapid shallow breathing...

Tachycardic.

Tachypneic. Damn it!

- So stupid.
- Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Take it easy, buddy.

Hey, Cap.

Blue... [exhales]

...I owe you an apology.

For what?

Putting too much
pressure on you.

It's okay. That girl
with the broken leg was right.

I'm in over my head.

She doesn't even know you.

Neither do you.

I've always been a loser.

I wish I met you sooner.

Maybe some of that Hart magic
would have rubbed off on me

when it still could have
made a difference.

I'm sorry
I embarrassed you out there.

Hey, if a mistake was made
back there, it was mine.

I rushed you into
what should have been a...

watch and learn moment, and...

I'm not embarrassed
by you, Blue.

I'm proud of you.

You wouldn't say that if you
knew all the things I've done.

I know about your record,
if that's what you're worried about.

- You do?
- [Don] Mm-hmm.

- How?
- Well...

There's one thing
about the Raleigh family.

They do their homework.

I'm sorry I kept it from you.

[? gentle music playing]

What you did back then
was boneheaded,

but it also showed me
what a big heart you have.

That is the kind of man
I am honored to call my son.

I don't care
if you pass the exam.

You are family now,
no matter what happens.

- Really?
- Yeah.

And you are also invited
to Saturday brunch.

And the invite's from my wife,
so you can't say no.

[chuckles]

- I'd love that.
- [Don] Yeah? Alright.

[Blue] But I'm not just
doing this for you, Dad.

I'm doing it for me, too.

So I need you
to keep me sharp.

Okay.

I'm gonna give you
a tricky one.

- [siren wailing]
- [horn blaring]

[Don] Alright, guys,
check if anything's airborne.

Taylor, how's the air?

Not getting anything toxic.

Yeah.
Nothing radioactive either.

Good. Alright, let's get
the attack lines

and all the CO2
we have in those trucks.

You have to help our sisters!
They're still in there.

- How many are there?
- Five girls.

- They're in the basement.
- Why didn't they come out?

They were kinda locked in.
It's hell week.

You store any chemicals
in this house?

No, just regular
household cleaning stuff.

Alright, Ryan, Taylor, Rox,

why don't you guys
set up a rescue crew down in the basement?

Hughes, Garcia,
start attacking it from the outside.

And listen.
Inch and three quarter on the red flames,

but only extinguishers
on the green.

[firefighter] Copy that.

Where do you want me, Cap?

At the engine with me.

[? dramatic music playing]

[Ryan] Fire Department,
call out!

[Taylor] Hello?!
Is anybody in here?

Fire Department!

I think I found the basement.

[Ryan] Okay! Stand back!

[metal padlock clanging]

- [lock clatters]
- [grunts]

[flames whooshing]

[extinguisher hissing]

Hey, is anybody down here?!

[victim] Help us!
We're over here!

[Ryan] Okay! Yeah,
we're coming to you!

Stay right there!
Stay right there, okay?!

[Taylor] It's too hot!

- [radio chirps]
- Hey, Cap.

We found the girls,

but there's a wall
of green flame

coming up from
under the foundation.

- [explosion booms]
- [bystanders scream]

- Everybody outta the street!
- [explosions continue]

Everybody off the street!

[manhole cover clanging]

Cap, do you smell that?

- Smells like...
- Peaches.

I know what this is.

Diborane gas.
I read in the manual.

It smells like peaches
and burns green.

- But, no, it doesn't make sense.
- What doesn't make sense?

It also said that it's only used
in nuclear reactors.

Vanderbilt has
a nuclear program.

If this is diborane gas,

there's only one way
to put out those flames.

Dispatch, we need a favor.

We need liquid nitrogen,
fast.

[Cammie] USAR has some.
They're one minute out.

[Don] Hopefully
they last that long.

[extinguishers hissing]

[? dramatic music playing]

- [Ryan] Okay, I'm out.
- [Taylor] Me too!

[victim]
It's too hot! What do we do?

[victims groaning and crying]

[Taylor] Grab a towel
or a sheet.

Lie on the floor
and cover your faces.

[Ryan] Cap, we can't get
this fire down.

[Don] [on radio]
Hang in there, USAR's in the building.

[sorority pledges crying]

[? "Hold Me Steady"
by Ronen and Valerie Broussard playing]

? Hold me steady,
it's all so... ?

[Ryan] Okay,
you can come out now.

? ...heavy sometimes ?

[coughing]

[Taylor] You're okay, girls.

? Before these waters
take me ?

? Won't you save me
tonight? ?

[pledge] What is this stuff?

[Roxie] Liquid nitrogen.

That was a clutch call, Cap.

Well, not as clutch
as our man Blue.

Where are you, Blue?

He's the one that realized
it was diborane gas.

Turns out there was a leak

in one of the labs
at the university.

It was getting
into the drainage system.

But, Blue, you saved the day.

Hey, don't look now.

Our cadet just passed
his first test.

[both chuckle]

We never doubted you
for one minute.

Really?

Well, maybe 30 seconds.

- ? Feels like I'm fallin' ?
- [Blue chuckles]

? Feels like I'm crashin' ?

[engine rumbling]

[exhales]

- Damn.
- [Blythe] Morning, Blue.

Good morning, Mrs. Hart.

[Blythe] Oh, you can
call me Blythe.

Hi, guys. Hello!

Hey. Thank you
for inviting me over today.

It means a lot to me.

Yeah. It was long overdue.

Come on. Everyone's inside.

[front door closes]

- Wow.
- [Blythe sighs]

Your place is unreal.

I recognize that expression.

Had the same one on my face
first time I saw this place.

Yeah, you never do
forget your first time

seeing the manor.

Blue, this is your Aunt Cammie.

It is lovely to meet you, Blue.

I've heard
so much about you.

[Blue] It's great
to meet you, too.

You might recognize her voice.

She's a dispatcher for 9-1-1.

- Yeah.
- [Blue] Oh, yeah.

Okay, it's nice to put a face
with the name.

So, Aunt Cammie,
does that make you Blythe's sister or Don's?

Oh, neither actually.

I- I was married to Blythe's
older brother, but he passed.

Oh, I'm- I'm so sorry.
I had no idea.

Oh, how could you?
I still can't believe it myself.

Yeah, that makes two of us.

But today is
about celebrating, so...

we might wanna open up
a little champagne, yeah?

Are you all good in here?

- We're great.
- [Blythe] Okay, great.

So, we'll see y'all outside.

- [Don] Mm-hmm.
- Good luck, Blue.

"Good luck"?
What does she mean, good luck?

?

Have a seat, son.

What is this?

[Ryan] This is last year's

NFD written exam.

I'm taking a test?
I thought this was lunch.

Well, this is us
keeping you sharp.

But don't-
Don't be nervous.

Either way,
you're with family.

You ready, brother?

[? "Count On Me"
by The Lone Bellow playing]

- Three, two, one.
- [watch beeps]

? This world can take you ?

? Need an arm
'round your neck ?

? Somebody you can talk to ?

? When it shakes you ?

? When no one else
will say it ?

- [glasses clink]
- [inaudible conversation]

? And you need
to hear the truth ?

[pencil scribbling]

? Let it break you ?

- ? Let it help you lay down
what you held on to ? - [watch beeps]

How are we feeling?

Honestly, not half bad.

I think that's a good sign.

Well, let's see how good.

I can't watch.

Y'all got a bathroom
in this shack?

Yeah, it's down the hall
and to the right.

[? "Count On Me"
continues playing]

? Let it break you ?

? Let it help you lay down
what you held on to ?

? Let it break you ?

? You can count on me
I can count on you ?

? To help you lay down
what you held on to ?

? Help you lay down
what you held on to ?

Son of a...

He flub it?

No.

Little punk beat my score.

[both laughing]

[? vocalizing]

? Ooh, let it ?

? Let it break you... ?

[Blythe] Okay.
Alright, y'all, food is ready!

Blue! What'd you do, fall in?

Oh, leave him be.
We'll be out on the patio.

Alright, I'm comin'.

? Count on me
if I can count on you ?

? Count on me if I can
count on you ?

? Count on me
if I can count on you ?

- Wow. Look at this spread.
- Uh-huh.

- [whistles]
- Yeah.

[Ryan] Oh, Mom,
this looks great.

Aw, thank you.

- [Don mumbles]
- Hey, hey, hey! No. No, no, no.

Not before grace.

- [Ryan] Oh. [laughs]
- [Cammie] Oh!

? I can count on you ?

? Help you lay down ?

? What you held on to... ?

[? dramatic music fades in]

He knew about me all along?

My whole life. He knew...

[? dramatic music continues]

[faint laughter]

[muffled chatter]

[laughter continues]

- Here comes our guest of honor.
- Here he is.

- Oh!
- Hey!

[soft laughter]

Blue.

Everybody.

- To family.
- [group] To family.

[glasses clinking]

To family.

[? upbeat country
theme music playing]

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