All language subtitles for 9.1.1.Nashville.S01E07.Youve.Been.BoardedeGusta

Previously on 9-1-1: Nashville.

What's up, Nashville!
Y'all ready to have a good time?

- Who the hell is that?
- This is your brother.

If y'all were serious about offering me
that job, I'd like to take you up on it.

I got a very unhappy call from the mayor.

They're about to hit us with a major
round of cuts all across city services.

You want me to call my father-in-law?

I'll knock your teeth out.

My name is Ariella Kinsey.

And we're here because your city
is rife with inefficiency and waste.

Yeah, people are getting fired.

I'll call the mayor. I'll tell him
to expect a wire transfer tomorrow.

Just you have to fire Blue Bennings.

Did you actually try
to blackmail my father?

I found out your dad's been
up to some pretty shady stuff.

Flash flood alert.

Toxic spill alert.

What the hell's going on?

We've been hacked.

Tornadoes?

Oh.

Hold still, boy, I'm stuck.

It's okay.

It's okay. Okay.

Ah. Oh, no. Okay. Okay.
Willy, Willy, calm down, calm down.

You're hurting mama. We can't panic.
It's panic what got us into this,

so let's just calm down,
calm down, calm down.

We'll find a way out of this.

Guys, they're talking
about the hack.

There was panic
in the streets today

as tornado sirens blared across Nashville,

and citizens were bombarded
with emergency alerts

warning of everything
from earthquakes to missile strikes.

But Mayor Lowery is urging calm,

saying this mishap was simply
the result of a glitch in the system.

- A glitch?
- Here's what he had to say

ahead of an emergency meeting
with city leadership.

I want to assure everyone
that there is nothing to fear.

I'm told that these alerts
were a result of a harmless error

in the emergency alert system,

which is hopefully being corrected
as we reboot everything.

Glitch?

That's a creative way
of saying citywide hack.

That's what politicians do best
with bad news. They spin it.

They're not the only ones. We're still
completely locked out of our system,

and we've got less than three hours
to the hackers' deadline.

God, I hope they just pay this ransom
so we can be done with this.

I do too, but ten million's pretty steep,

and I don't think the city's exactly
eager to spend money right now.

Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.

I'm gonna get a protein bar
before the meeting.

- You want anything?
- No, I'm good.

This is Blythe.
Leave a message and I'll call you back.

Hey, honey, I wanted to check
and see if you're okay.

I got to step into an emergency meeting,

so I'm gonna have
to turn my phone off, but, uh,

I know you're mad at me.
Just... leave me a message.

Tell me you got this, all right?

I love you.

Here's what we're gonna do.

I'm gonna call home,
and they're gonna come get us, okay?

I just have to get my saddlebag.

Okay. Okay.

I'm gonna get my phone.

Oh.

Oh.

I got it. I got it, I got it. I got it.

I got it. Okay. Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Gonna call Donnie, and he's gonna
come save us. It's gonna be okay.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, okay.

I'm just gonna...

I'm just gonna have
to do this the harder way.

Last one.

Okay.

Let's cut you out of that,
and then we'll be on our way.

Oh.

Oh. Ow.

Turns out I also hurt my ankle.

It just means

I'm not gonna be wearing heels
for a while.

Okay, easy, easy, easy.

Calm, calm, calm, calm, okay?

I just need to cut you loose
from the fence.

All right, good boy.

Okay, hold on,
let me get this for you.

Easy, boy.

Easy. I don't feel so well.

Hold on.

Willy, wait. Wait! Go...

Oh.

Willy, stop! Abandoner!

Me again, just trying
you one more time before this meeting.

Edward.

Good. You're here.

Yeah.

You know, city crisis meetings are for
all elected officials and stakeholders.

Yeah, well, we want to make sure

we hear from the president
of the chamber of commerce.

Yeah. Our business community
has been threatened by this hack,

so I'm here to protect its interests.

I suppose you can buy a seat
at just about any table.

Yeah.

Except my own family brunch.

You know what I can afford?

To save your firehouse.

If I fire Blue.

Well...

My offer, still on the table.

So's mine.

You force my hand, I got an itemized list
ready to go to the press

with all the building code violations
of the Raleigh empire.

Yeah. Yeah, I thought about it.

And?

I don't kneel to extortion.

Yeah. Neither do I.

Well, then I reckon
it's a game of chicken.

I think the city's in enough
turmoil right now without us adding to it.

I suggest for the greater good,
you and I put on smiles and play nice.

Well, how do you think
I got through your wedding day?

My name is Special Agent Nick Turner,
FBI Cybercrime Division.

I've been tasked with investigating

the ongoing ransomware attack
on the city of Nashville.

We believe these may be the same folks
behind the LA hack five years ago

during which they knocked out air traffic
control and the entire power grid,

even emptied out the LA Zoo.

So if it proves to be the same group,
you get a sense of the damage

that could be in store for when that clock
ticks down in under three hours.

You think they could do
the same thing here?

Or worse, yeah.

And what is the FBI doing about it?

Effective immediately,

we'll be setting up an investigation
command center right out here

in the emergency services
call center to gather any clues we can

about who's behind this.

Any chance you can stop them?

Before that clock
hits zero, unlikely.

All right, so we have a decision to make.

We can pay ten million dollars

or we can follow LA's precedent
and ride this out.

Mr. Mayor, I believe
Captain Hart would like the floor.

Go ahead, Captain.

As director
of emergency management,

I-I can only speak
for the first responders,

but given the potential outcomes here,
I-I think the wise course of action

would be to pay the ransom.

Let the FBI continue doing their work
knowing that the city is safe.

Look, the city was planning
massive layoffs before the attack.

We simply do not have the funds.

I vote no.

Well, before we decide anything,

I think it would be important to hear
from our dispatch liaison.

Well, it's not pretty.

Um, our CAD, CyberSight,
everything is down.

We've been knocked
back to the last century.

So basically we're blindfolded
with our hands tied behind our backs.

And now we're just waiting
for the sucker punch.

A sucker punch which
we're not sure will ever come.

Agent Turner,
have you ever seen a bad actor

go through this much trouble on a bluff?

- No.
- So plane crashes,

nuclear meltdowns, dam breaks,
these are all potential outcomes?

Given these people's
apparent capabilities, yes.

Which would be
a catastrophic loss of lives?

Not to mention billions in damages.

I'm with Captain Hart.

Me too.

All things considered, I think ten million
is a pretty small price to pay.

- Yeah.
- It's always a small price

when somebody else
is footing the bill.

Now, Agent Turner, e-even if we do pay up,

what's to stop these hackers
from just stuffing the money

into their-their crypto wallets
and then demanding more?

Nothing. I've seen it happen before.

Exactly. That's why
I never give in to extortion.

Because it just encourages people
to take advantage.

Now, here's what I say.

I say we just tell 'em to go to hell.

I agree.

You reward criminals,
they only come back stronger.

I would like
to see a show of hands.

All those in favor of paying out?

Opposed?

Okay. I appreciate all of your wisdom.

Given the state of things,

it is just not feasible
to meet the ransom.

Into the breach we go.

All right, 113.

Just got off the phone with Cap.

The city is opting to not pay the hackers,

and the timer goes off in two hours,
which means we're on high alert.

And when he gets back, we're going
to emergency tactical operations.

That means you can all expect
to be in the field at all times.

Rox... have that ambulance
fully stocked and ready to go.

I can refill the O2,

but I can't get any meds until
the pirates let me back into my machine.

Just do what you can with what you have.

Taylor, clean and restock hoses,
please and thank you.

Sure thing, Ry.

Okay, everybody else, let's go. Thank you.

What can I do?

Uh. You can sharpen the tools.

On it, LT.

Hey.

Uh, Dad talk to you?

Yeah, he started to,
but he got distracted and had to go. Why?

No reason.

So we're back in the Stone Age?

Believe it or not, there was a time
we did this job before the Internet.

This is called a phone book.

It pairs nicely with those landlines
being installed at your stations.

Now, when you take a call, write it down
on a strip and then hand it to a runner

who's gonna put it up on the map

so we can coordinate
and deconflict any overlapping calls.

And if you get a call that you
believe is related to the hack,

immediately notify Agent Turner
or a member of his team.

Just give us a holler, we'll come running.

There's only an hour and a half
left on that clock, so lock in.

Excuse me. Hi.

Where do you think you're going?

We don't work here actually.

I'm Ariella Kinsey.
We're from Haynes and Frears Consulting.

You know, I don't care who you are.

This facility's under lockdown
for the duration of the crisis.

Lockdown? We just saw all
those city bigwigs come and go.

They weren't here when the hack began.

For our investigation,
we'll need to interview everyone

who was on-site at the time of the breach.

Well, that doesn't work for me.
We have a flight to catch.

Well, you're not gonna make it.

When you entered here, you consented

to all Department of Emergency
Operations protocols,

to remain on-site,
maintain a communication blackout

in the event
of confidential threats to the public.

Well, they're only confidential
because you people lied to the public.

Above my pay grade.

In the meantime, Agent Hess, Cortez,
the rest of the team,

please collect all phones,
smartwatches and digital devices.

Ma'am.

Fine... but when
I get this back, I'm calling the ACLU.

Happy to give you my badge number.
Tablets too, please.

Oh, but Ariella likes me to take notes,
so I'm...

Anything connected to the Internet should
be considered compromised, all right?

- There you go.
- Thank you.

Hey, cadet.

You're doing it wrong.

Really? This is how it said in the manual.

You gonna trust the manual
or you gonna trust me?

Give it here.

So you were using a bench grinder.

Yeah.

That was not a question.

That was your first mistake.

Instead...

- A whetstone.
- Yeah.

Watch this.

Slow circular motions. Like so.

- Your turn.
- All right.

Is that a circle?

That is a circle.

That's a square.

Or more like a trapezoid.

Here, let me help you.

See. A circle.

- That better?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, hey,
the hacker countdown is almost to zero.

Everybody's gonna take a walkie
just in case our digital radios go dark.

Get ready for the apocalypse.

Well, it looks like we're out of time.

Whatever happens, I'm glad
I'm going through it with you guys.

Whatever happens, we got this.

"We warned you." God help us.

Skyla, I want you to know how much
it means to me you came for this.

Dad, I wouldn't have missed this
for the world.

- First Mate Griffin.
- Yes, sir.

This is my daughter, Skyla.
She flew in for my swan song.

- Well, hello.
- Hi.

You're relieved, First Mate.

I'd tell you to take a break,
but it looks like you were already on one.

I'll just take a lap around the deck.

Well, take your time.

He thinks he's the first mate on
the Love Boat, not on the Capitol.

It is something, isn't it?

I'm gonna miss that view.

Dad, you know you don't have to retire.

You know,
when I first started here,

it took skills,
years of learning how to navigate.

Then we went digital.

Computers, satellites,
all it takes is an app.

Anybody could steer this ship.

Even First Mate Griffin.

"You've been boarded"?
What the hell?

Throttle just opened. We're going
way too fast, and I'm not doing it.

Oh, God. They're changing our course.

- To what?
- They're gonna crash the ship.

Oh!

Dad? Dad!

- Uh, what's your name, ma'am?
- Skyla. I'm in the captain's bridge.

Agent Turner, it's the Capitol.
The steamship, not the building.

- A steamboat?
- It's a target.

Radio any vessels
in the area to try to rescue them.

Okay, marine operation...
Here we go.

Marine 14, this is Dispatch.

Okay, Skyla, my name is Cammie.
Help is on the way.

Can you initiate
a manual override of the ship?

No...
I don't know anything about boats.

My dad is the captain, but he hit his head
right when they changed course.

All right, are there any crew members
there that can assist you

to regain control?

They locked the doors
when they... when they took over,

but they're looking for something
to break the glass.

Okay, tell me about your dad.
Is he conscious?

No, he's still knocked out,
but I am watching him and he is breathing.

Okay, well, that's good.

You said that, uh, they changed course.
Can you tell where you're headed?

It says 36.16 degrees
north and -86.77 degrees west.

Stanley, latitude 36.16 degrees north.

Longitude -86.77 degrees west.

It's the John Seigenthaler Bridge.

They're gonna take it out.

Can we get the Coast Guard
or marine units there?

They're at the dam.
They'll never make it in time.

You know what? Forget that.
I know somebody who's closer.

113. Do you copy?

Yes, ma'am, we are on district patrol.
What's going on?

I need y'all to respond
to the Capitol steamboat.

What happened? She run aground?

No, we need y'all
to keep that from happening.

How we gonna do that with no boat?

I figured you might ask that.

Welcome to Barefoot Benny's.
How can I help y'all?

We need a boat.

Okay, what kind?

The fast kind.

There she blows.

We'll get up as close as we can.
Try and board on the starboard side.

All right, Garvin,
I'm gonna hand it off to you.

Try to keep it as steady as you can
so we can all climb aboard.

Okay, gang, get ready to board.

Nashville FD, everyone remain calm,
please. Stay away from the windows.

Have we been hijacked?

Yes, but not by anybody onboard.
W-Which way to the bridge?

Oh. Just ahead and up the stairs.

Do me a favor.
Make sure everyone has a life jacket.

Prepare yourself for a collision.

Who's in charge?

Me, I'm the first mate,
but the ship's not responding.

The computer's
disabled all the instruments.

Rox, take care of the patient.
We'll get the ship.

We're headed for a pedestrian bridge.

You're telling me
you can't stop this thing?

I...

It's steering us right for it.

Uh. Cap? We're heading straight
for a support structure.

Let's get the captain out of here.
Boys, we gotta get him up.

Get him outside.

How are they even doing this?
I can't override the system.

How about killing it altogether?
Can you do that?

Well, yeah,
but then we lose control of everything.

So do they. Do it.

All right.

Navigation's dead,
but I can't shut off the engines.

Without the computer,
there's no way to control it.

Dispatch.

I really hope
y'all have cleared that bridge.

We're working on it.

Did he hit his head?

Yes. He's not waking up.

Come on, sir, wake up.

It's not working.

Gonna have to try something
a little bit more painful to rouse him.

- Ow!
- Dad.

Welcome back, Captain.

- Say yes if you can understand me.
- Yes.

Can you tell us how
to turn this boat to the left?

The tiller.

There's an arm in the stern compartment
and the port anchor.

It'll drag us to the left.

You find the tiller arm,
I'll take the anchor.

But even that might not be enough.

That's okay. I got an idea
that might give us a boost.

Uh, Harris, Garvin,
I got a job for you guys.

I need everybody off the bridge now!
Let's go! Let's go!

- Let's go! Get off the bridge!
- Zoey!

Liam, stop.

Tiller arm should be back here,
hooked up to some kind of hydraulic.

- Right here. Here, Ry.
- Yep.

All right.

Everybody grab hold,
and on three, we're gonna push portside.

Three, two, one, go!

Come on. Come on, come on.

Damn it.

Hey! We're not turning fast enough.

We're doing everything we can!
It's not budging!

Stick with it.
We're about to get a hand.

- Got it.
- Hook it in.

- We're hooked.
- Hit it, Garvin, hit it!

Go! Pull! Pull!

Stop, stop, stop. Hold on to something.

All passengers and crew, put on
your life jackets and prepare for impact.

Oh, God.

Dispatch, this is 113.
We are clear of the bridge.

I repeat. We are clear.

- Yes.
- Yeah!

Yes.

Yes!

That's what I'm talking about! Let's go!

Ah, I love you guys.

You guys are amazing.

Suck on that, hacker.
This is Nashville, bitch.

Hey, hey, hey, what's happening?

He's resetting the timer.

And raising the ransom to $15 million.

Why would he do that? He just lost.

He's sending us a message.

He's just getting started.

Lord, give me strength.

Oh.

Maybe a little more strength.

Oh. Ah!

And if
it still doesn't stop bleeding,

then there's an urgent care
between 5th and 7th, I think.

Hang on one second.
It's, uh, 1954 7th Street.

Uh, what's the cross street?

Sir, I... Can you just ask a friend?

- Yeah, okay.
- Okay.

Thank you. Good luck.

Ms. Raleigh.

- Yes?
- A minute.

Now? We have another attack coming.

I know. In five hours.

I want you to know you have
the right to have a lawyer present.

Why would I need a lawyer?

Well, before we arrived today,

we found evidence suggesting
that the hack was launched

when someone gained control of a root
account for Nashville Emergency Services.

You mean it started here?

Easiest way to take over
a system is from the inside.

That's why I locked down the facility.

It was your brainchild to put
this operating system in place.

CyberSight. Is that correct?

Yeah, I bankrolled it
with my late husband's estate.

I didn't personally install the software.

No, but you still have the top
administrator account, passwords.

So?

So, we're taking a hard look at anyone
who could be responsible for the breach.

You mean me?

That's insane.

Would you be willing to take
a polygraph to that effect?

With the clock ticking down
to the next attack?

- Absolutely not.
- I'll rephrase.

If you don't, we're gonna have
to pull you from the floor immediately,

and trust me,
you're gonna want that lawyer then.

Fine, let's get this over with.

Sir. The mayor would like a word
before the press conference.

I'll take it. Get her hooked up.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Yvette.

Yeah, has Blythe come back
from her ride yet?

No, Willy's still not back,

but she said she was gonna
be gone for a few hours.

Will you please ask her to
call me when she gets back?

Of course, Don. Will do.

Thank you.

Hey, you spoken to your mother?

No. You haven't talked to Blue yet.
He has no idea he's about to be laid off.

Well, I'm hoping he won't be.

Does that mean Grandpa changed
his mind about making you fire him?

Don't worry about that right now.
We got bigger fish to fry.

I need you to call your mother.

- Why?
- Because she won't take my call,

and I wanna make sure she's just mad at me
and it's not something else.

Why would Mom be mad at you?

She's mad that I threatened
to blackmail your grandfather.

You did what?

Trust me, he had it coming to him.

It was the only way I could save Blue.

Okay.

Well, honestly, I'm all for it.

- What did Grandpa do?
- That's...

That's between me and him.

Hey, Mom.

Give me a call when you can.
Dad's looking for you.

- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna go look for your mother.

Because she missed my call?

I've seen her take a call from you
in the middle of Grand Ole Opry.

She doesn't miss your calls.

What about the next attack?

You're in charge while I'm gone.

Ow. Ow.

My fellow Nashvillians.

Earlier today, a group of cybercriminals
commandeered a steamboat

and attempted to crash it
with maximum casualties.

But I am proud to say they were foiled

by our brave first responders,
especially the NFD.

And our city thanks
your whole department, Chief Foster.

We're proud to serve, Mr. Mayor.

In the interest of public safety,
the FBI has advised me to tell you

that what we had once thought
was a simple software glitch

was actually the work of hackers.

These cowards want to extort us
from behind a screen

and given us a deadline
four hours from now to pay a ransom.

But as my dear friend Edward Raleigh
likes to say,

we will not be extorted.

This is Nashville.

We will meet this threat
with courage and strong...

With courage and...
strong...

Joshua. You okay?

We will meet this threat
with courage and big hearts.

The mayor lost consciousness
when he collapsed.

He mention anything about chest pain or
feeling lightheaded before he went down?

No, but you should know he has
a pacemaker. We share a cardiologist.

Mr. Mayor? Wake up, please.
Come on, can you hear me?

Back up. Give him some room.
Have some respect.

We'll take over from here, sir.
How's he doing?

He is breathing, but h-his heart
is just racing, a-and he won't wake up.

All right, Tay, let's get him
on the LIFEPAK

- and run a line while I go grab some salt.
- On it.

- Hey, Granddad.
- Oh, hey.

- All right. You okay?
- Uh, yeah.

A hell of a thing.

Welcome back, Mr. Mayor.

Wh...

- What happened?
- You collapsed.

Tay, how are his numbers?

He's tachy, 287 and rising.

What's going on? Pacemaker should
be regulating his heart rate,

not speeding it up.

Pushing 6 mgs of adenosine.

I told you to back up!

Man down! We need a medic!

On it. Clear a path.

What is going on?

There's no need to panic, okay?

Well, something's going on.

People just don't keel over for no reaso...

Oh, my God.

You gotta be kidding me.

- What is happening?
- Ry, he's yours.

Yeah, I got him!

Okay.

He's bradycardic.

All right, resps are shallow.
He's shutting down on me.

Mine too.

What are your symptoms, Blue?

He's sweating, heart's racing.

His breath smells sweet too.
I think he's in diabetic shock.

That's a very quick read.

I know a thing or two about it.
He's got an insulin pump.

Looks like it's malfunctioning.

An insulin pump?

That's it. Rip it out of him.

- Rip it out?
- Yes.

And hit him with glucagon. Here.

Ry, check your guy for medical devices.

Okay. Yeah, there's a... It's like a hard,
round device in his abdomen.

Based on his symptoms,
I'm betting it's a pain pump.

They're using it to overdose him.

- Naloxone. Now.
- Who is they?

You know something we don't, Doc?

I think this is an attack.

Somebody hacked their implants.

You're okay, sir. You're okay.

Yep. Yeah. I got you. Up, up, up.

All right. Anybody else
with a medical device?

Please come forward!

- I have an insulin pump too.
- All right. Turn it off now.

I have a chemo port.

Pacemaker, same as his.

Deep brain stimulator for Parkinson's.
Can't shut it off.

All right, let's have all of you
sit closer to us right here.

Hey, he's going back into V-tach.
He's crashing.

This son of a bitch
isn't gonna stop.

- All right. Taylor, swab his shoulder.
- Yeah.

What's the plan, Doc?

They're using his pacemaker as a weapon.
We need to disconnect it from the heart.

Rox, you cut too deep,
you'll hit the vein attached to the leads,

and you will kill the mayor on live TV.

It's a risk.

What are they doing?

What is happening?

Is he gonna be okay?

You're okay, Mr. Mayor.

- We got you.
- My God.

Who are these people?

- Divide 'em up like I asked?
- Yes.

Brad and Marta
are gonna search along the river.

And Chad and Tessa the hills. But before...

You and I will take the property line.

Have Mike fly the drone and tell everyone
to stay on channel 3.

Okay, but, Don, Blythe goes out
for rides longer than this all the time.

We usually don't send out search parties.

You think it's overkill?

You know she hates being fussed over.

Imagine what she'll say
if she comes riding back

into the stables and discovers
that we sent out every hand.

I don't think that's gonna happen.

Willy!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

He's bleeding.

No.

That's not... that's not his blood.

What?

Anybody recognize this barbed wire?

It's from around Kingman Ranch.

Show me where.

She's all hooked up, sir.

Yeah, she's been all hooked up
for the last two hours.

- You baseline her?
- Yes, sir.

This some kind of power play?

Put me on ice while the doom clock
ticks down to the next attack?

The next attack already happened.

What?

But maybe you knew that already.

No, I didn't. That doesn't make any sense.
We still have three hours left.

Let's begin.

Did you know that Mayor Lowery
had a pacemaker?

No, why?

What about Comptroller Atkins
and the police commissioner?

Are you aware
that they have medical devices?

No.

Wait, are you saying that
somebody hacked their medical devices?

All three of them? Are they okay?

You know, I-I think this will work better
if I ask the questions. Thanks.

Have you ever shared
your administrator password with anyone?

No, not a soul.

You haven't left it around the office?

- No.
- Maybe at the house with a maid to find?

Boyfriend? Happens all the time.

I clean my own home.

And I haven't been on a date
since my late husband passed,

so you can rule out boyfriend.

I am not a careless person, Agent Turner.
I didn't have anything to do with this.

Tell him if I'm lying.

She's telling the truth, sir.

Thank you!

Now tell me what the hell happened
at that press conference.

Blythe! Where are you?

Hey. Look there.

Blythe!

Those Willy's? These his reins?

Must've gotten caught.
Probably bucked her.

Don, there's blood here.

Now I know why she didn't answer.

Blythe!

She went that direction on a bad leg.

- How can you tell?
- She's dragging a tread.

- That's my girl.
- What?

She's leaving a trail.

- This is Roxie.
- It's Cammie. You have a second?

Yeah, you got me on speaker with Taylor.

- Hey.
- Y'all responded to that attack

at the mayor's office, right?

Yeah. What a mess.

I have a question
that might sound strange.

Shoot.

I was wondering if you could tell me about
the folks on scene with medical implants.

They're all in the hospital,
but they're all going to make it.

Actually, I meant the people
who didn't get hacked.

I spoke to the dispatcher
who took the call.

He said that you separated out everyone
from the group who had a medical implant.

As a precaution, yeah.

Uh, can you remember the people
from the group who weren't affected?

Who weren't?

W-We don't usually take notes
on who we don't treat.

It's important.

Fire Chief Foster
had the pacemaker.

And then Vice Mayor Johnson.

Councilwoman Perkins.

I have a chemo port.

And there was one other.

There was another one.

By any chance,
was it Councilman Garcia?

Yes. Councilman Garcia.
That was the other.

How did you know?

We might have a bigger problem
than we realized.

Blythe! We're coming for you!
Hang in there!

Get up, girl.

Oh.

Blythe!

Don?

How we doing, honey? How we doing, huh?

- Much better.
- Here. Let me sit you down.

- Yeah.
- Gently, gently. Here you go.

Blythe?

Send a pin. Tell 'em where we are.
Tell them to send the paramedics.

Yvette to base, just sent y'all a pin.
We found her.

We need EMS out here right now.

Hold that tight. Right there.

Her pulse is thready.
We need to give her some fluids.

Here we go. Hold that high. Squeeze that.

Is it working?

No. She's lost too much blood.
We're losing her.

What do we do?

We give her more.

We don't have any blood in the kit.

It's not coming out of the kit.
I'm O negative. Universal donor.

You're gonna do it here?

No. We're gonna do it here.

Come on.

All right.

Come on, honey.

Come on, Blythe. Come on, honey.

Please, honey.
I can't do this without you.

Blythe, please.

I can't do this. Come on, Blythe.

There you go.

Donnie.

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same thing.

I think y'all are gonna need
to take me to the hospital.

- That's the plan.
- Okay.

She's up.

Hey, sweetie.

Hi, Donnie.

- Daddy?
- Heya, Bly.

Y'all are together.

Am I hallucinating?

No. No, it's... it's real.

Your husband called me
right after he found you.

Yeah, your dad came straightaway.
He even grabbed you a change of clothes.

Oh.

So, did y'all make peace?

Well, it's sort of a cease-fire.

Yeah, we both agree that, uh,
we love you more than we hate each other.

Hmm. That's... That's the strangest
compliment that I've ever gotten.

- Mom. You're up.
- Yeah.

- How you feeling?
- Good.

No pain right now.
It's probably the drugs.

It is definitely the drugs.

Hey. How you doing?

Grandpa. I, uh,
didn't expect to see you here.

Um...

Well, I didn't expect your mother to
get thrown off a horse either, you know?

Last time that happened,
you were, what, 15, Bly?

Yeah, that's a good memory.
How's Willy doing?

Oh, that's vintage Bly. Just asking about
the horse's health rather than her own.

Willy's just fine.
Not even a scratch.

What spooked him?

Um...

There were... There were
a bunch of text alerts.

And then the tornado siren set him off.

- What was that about?
- City's been hacked.

Yeah, and it's still ongoing.

Next attack is supposed to be in an hour.

What? Then what-what are you-all
doing here?

Didn't want you waking up
in a hospital alone.

Well, I'm up now.

Go.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

- All right.
- Go save the city.

Love you. Let's go.

- Rest up, okay?
- Yeah.

- I love you.
- Love you.

- Be safe.
- Yeah.

No exaggeration. We're being
held against out will. Captive.

Looks like somebody's getting stir-crazy.

Lady wants out.

Oof. Don't we all?

- Hold that thought. Hold that thought.
- Uh...

I'm gonna go use the restroom.
Can y'all cover for me?

Sometimes nature calls 911 too.

What are you doing?

I need to talk to you,
but it might sound crazy.

Um...

Okay.

Not as crazy as where you're saying it.

Sorry about that.

I think I know why
the hacker jumped the gun

before the clock ran down
on the next attack.

Okay, let's hear it.

Okay, Mayor Lowery, Comptroller Atkins
and the police commissioner,

what do they all have in common?

Enough with the drumroll, Raleigh.
We're in the men's room.

They all voted against paying the ransom
in the crisis meeting today.

But the vice mayor,
the chief and Councilman Garcia,

they all have implants too,
but they voted to pay.

Do you think they just got lucky?

Huh.

So, you're saying this is some
master plan to clear a path to a payday?

That's exactly what I'm saying.

The only question is how the hacker knew
which way everyone voted.

Because they witnessed it.

You agree?

It's like I said, the easiest way to
take over a system is from the inside.

So, do you know who it is?

Not yet,
but now we know they're still here.

Okay, we're getting our ducks in a row,

but we can't make a move
until we know for sure.

And until then, I need you to
keep your head down, your eyes open...

and watch your back.