All language subtitles for 9-1-1.S09E06.ENGCP

Hey.

Hey, you're home early. How was book club?

Stacey and Monica had too much rosé.

They got in an argument,
and I had to drive them both home.

- Both of them?
- Yeah, they drove together, so…

You guys ever talk about books
in this book club?

Oh, yeah, the argument was about the book.

Hey, what's that?

Uh, these are the final selections
for the new captain for the 118.

They narrowed it down to these three,
and Chief wanted me to weigh in.

- They're all pretty impressive.
- Do you have a favorite?

It's hard to say.

Good.

I think you're missing one.

- What about that guy?
- Maddie, it can't be me.

Why not?
Chief Simpson offered you the position.

You've been doing it for months,

and pretty successfully
from what I can tell.

I already told him that I didn't want it.

Aha.

But now you do.

Call him and tell him
that you changed your mind.

Did I change my mind

or am I just looking at three strangers
who don't really compare to Bobby?

Okay… …forget about what you want.

- What do you think the team wants?
- I don't know.

It's one thing to be interim captain,
but to make it official…

What if things change?

What if they resent me for thinking
I could take Bobby's place?

Hey, no one can take Bobby's place.

But maybe you've earned your own place.

You really think that's
how the 118 would feel about it?

Yeah, I do.

Because you're family.

Okay, so,

- Aunts Sheila, Rita, and Jackie.
- Uh-huh.

Uncles Billy, Barnabas, Robbie, and Dave.

- And Dermott.
- Uh, damn it.

- Wait, which is the bald one?
- Most of them.

Babe, it's not the GRE.

- My family's gonna love you.
- How do you know that?

Because I love you.

But fair warning…
…the Millers can be a tad bit competitive.

You just tell me this now.

I'm an enneagram nine, babe.

- I can't handle conflict.
- I didn't want to scare you. Pop!

Finally, the famous Libby!

Hi, thank you so much
for having me, Mr. Miller.

Please call me Gus.
Mr. Miller's my father's name.

I'm Jeanie, but you can call me Mom.

I brought potato salad.

Oh.

Vinegar based.

I'll put this on the table next to mine.

- Incoming!
- Ooh!

I'm guessing from those noodle arms
that you're still a medium.

- Uncle Dermott, right? And Cousin Raelynn.
- She's good.

Don't worry, girl. You'll get one of these
when you get one of these.

- Oh!
- But no pressure.

Did Austin tell you about when I owned
him at cornhole and he cried like a bitch?

I cried like a regular person.

Easy, folks.

Let's handle this Miller style.

What's Miller style?

I'll be challenging.

Come on, Libster. It's your last chance
to join the winning team.

- Oh, no, no. It's okay. I'll just watch.
- You can't watch. It's tug of war!

Hey, she's a conscientious objector.
It's fine, Libby, really.

On three. One, two…

Tug!

Tug!

Come on, Mom.

- Let's go!
- Come on, back there!

Go!

Here we go!

Are you guys okay?

- My fingers!
- My fingers!

Can anybody dial 9-1-1?

911, what's your emergency?

The rope tore their fingers off!

- You guys ever been to a family reunion?
- I did once.

My uncle Tito
tried to sell me a time-share.

See, Chim, doesn't that sound fun?
We should do something like that.

Have you met our family?

- Oh, God.
- There's more this way, a lot more.

Has anyone seen my fingers?

Has anyone seen my ring?

All right, Dispatch.
We're gonna need more RA units.

- Bowman, I need some saline and gauze.
- And morphine.

- I've seen this before.
- In Afghanistan?

- Boy Scout Jamboree.
- Please! I-I can't stay like this.

A surgeon should be able
to attend to this, okay,

assuming that we can find all your digits
and match them to your hand.

All right, everybody, watch your step.

I got one. Uh, who had a French tip?

Thank God. That's me!

Hey, Buck. Give me the finger.

- You need ice?
- Yeah, and lots of it.

One bag per person.

We're gonna have to send everybody
to different trauma centers.

- I got two more.
- I don't think this is you.

- I got some ice.
- Perfect. Thank you.

And I found these
over by the picnic table.

- Babe, do they look familiar?
- That's my thumb.

- I got dibs on the other one.
- Sir, it's not first come, first served.

Another French tip.

Another one for Jeanie!

Jeanie.

Does everybody have their fingers?

I'm still missing my ring finger
and my ring…

- Hen.
- Oh. Whoa.

- I got you.
- Think it's vasovagal?

Maybe or maybe it's just the pain.
We should get her to the hospital.

No. I'm getting married.
I need my ring finger.

Okay, we'll keep looking for it.
Okay? I promise.

Okay, just... Here. I promise.

Wait, Raelynn.

It rolled under the grill.

Luckily,
your ring's a real sparkler.

I can see why Austin loves you.

Come on.

Still wanna do one of these
with our families?

You know,
maybe every third Christmas is enough.

A scoop of protein powder and a diet soda…

…tastes like a root beer float,
but with gains.

Sounds good. I'm in.
Hen, what do you think?

I think I'm getting a rash
just thinking about it.

Oof.

- Looks allergic.
- Did we switch glove brands or something?

- No, natural, same as always.
- You should try beef tallow.

Super hydrating.

And smell like jerky all day? No thanks.

- I'll just take an antihistamine.
- Hey team, a word.

What's up, Cap?

I just wanted to take a moment
to, uh, commend you all.

Okay. On what?

On an excellent shift.

And all of your…

Commendable excellence in the field.

I just wanted to say that it's
an honor and a gift to lead this team,

you know, that's all.

All right.

- Okay, what was that?
- Is he retiring or something?

I think he was trying to be inspirational.

Let's get out of here
before he does that again.

Yeah.

- Hey, Harry.
- I just got this.

- This is from the LAFD.
- Yes, I... I got accepted.

Well, not accepted, invited.

Invited to take the test
to see if I get accepted.

Were they recruiting at your high school?

What? No, I… I dropped out of high school.

Wait, you dropped out of high school?

- When?
- When I turned 18.

Well, does your mom know?

- Yeah.
- And she's okay with this?

Uh, no.

Okay, and when did you apply
to the fire academy?

Well, the day after you
let me ride along with you on the rig.

Oh, God. That's what I was afraid of.
Okay, is your mom mad at me?

Your name never even came up.

- Even once this letter arrived?
- She doesn't know about the letter.

Okay, I'm starting
to feel like an accomplice

- to a crime I didn't commit here.
- I'm not hiding anything…

Exactly.

I just... It's really complicated
with my mom right now,

and it's not like
there's anything to tell.

I mean, this letter
doesn't mean I'll be accepted.

Right. It just says you've been invited
to take the CPAT and do the interviews.

So if I get accepted, I will tell her.
I will tell everybody.

But right now,
it's just really important to me

that I do this
totally and completely on my own.

- So why tell me?
- Because I need your help.

911, what's your emergency?

- It's my daughter.
- She's not breathing.

Alicia? Alicia!

Does she have any health conditions
that might have caused this?

- There's a pill bottle.
- I think she took them.

How many pills did she take?

All of them.

Dispatch, this is 727-L-30, first on
the scene, approaching the entrance.

7-L-30, copy that. LAFD en route.

LAPD! Entering now!

Alicia?
Alicia, baby, please.

- Ma'am, do you know what she took?
- No.

Okay. Tilt her head back.

- Put her on her side.
- Okay. Yeah.

Come on, come back.

Come on, baby. Come back. Come back.

May, wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.

Come back. Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on. Come on. Wake up!

Alicia? Alicia.

Alicia?

You're back. You're back.

Back? What?

- LAFD?
- In here!

Thank you.

They're gonna take
good care of you.

Mommy's right here, baby.

It's okay.

The messages started about six months ago.

At first, they were generic.
"You're stupid. You're ugly."

But then they got worse.

I notified her school
and her guidance counselor,

and they said
there was nothing they could do.

It's been awful.

You mind if I take a look?

Those last messages,
she got just this morning before she…

That came
before I literally got out of bed.

These messages aren't just some strangers.

That's what makes it so scary.
It has to be somebody that she knows.

Do you have any suspicions
who it might be?

Nothing I can prove,

but I do know that she's friends
with a bunch of mean girls.

I just stopped hanging out with them.
I don't know who I can trust anymore.

You can trust me, baby.
We go through everything together.

You don't have to do this on your own.

I'm a mother. I've been where you are.

I'm gonna find out who did this,
and they're gonna be sorry when I do.

You have my word on that.

Kelsey? I'm Dr. Brett.
I'll be doing your scan.

- What brings you to Luna?
- Today's my birthday.

I thought this would be
a fun little gift to myself…

…but I'm starting to realize

a full-body, elective CT
was a weird way to spend my 40th.

There's no greater gift
than peace of mind.

Everything okay?

Yeah, I just didn't realize
there were needles involved.

Oh, it's a simple imaging dye.

Helps us get glamour shots
of your beautiful organs.

Now you'll feel a slight chill
as I push this fluid…

…and there should be a taste.

It's like I'm eating pennies.

Yeah, totally normal.

Now lay back,
let your mind drift, and relax.

- I… I feel really weird.
- The lorazepam will kick in any second.

Hi, Luna Medical Spa.

Well, for that I'd recommend
the Luminary Package which comes with…

…four yearly scans and monthly…

Great. Okay, scan soon.
Stay in tune. All right.

All right, you get a gold star

for holding still.

Kelsey?

Oh, my God!

911, what's your emergency?

My patient needs a medic!

Whoa.

This is a doctor's office.

It looks like a spa.

A little bit of both. Recreational imaging
and complimentary coffee.

You're the one who's in charge?
How long has she been down?

I'm not sure.
This scan takes about, uh, 30 minutes.

Okay, Buck, switch with him.
Hen, you're on airway.

- Eddie, defib.
- I got it.

Barely getting a pulse here, Cap.

What did she come in here for?

Uh, labs, EKG, ECG…

- Uh, checking her airways.
- …chest X-ray, full body MRI,

CT scan, and genetic screening.
She got the Peace of Mind Package.

Airway's closed. Grabbing a bougie.

Did you give her epi?

- No, lorazepam.
- Probably made it worse.

Made what worse?

Pushing three mils of epi.

I can't get through.
I can't even see her cords.

Restricted airway, hives.
This is anaphylaxis.

- This is an allergic reaction.
- To what?

She was supposed to fast for six hours.

Taking over compressions.

- And look. She signed a release.
- "Kelsey Landis."

Family history is blank.
Did you give her contrast dye?

- Yeah, that's standard.
- Allergy to that's what, one in a hundred?

This severe? Closer to one in a million.

- But it's hereditary.
- Okay, pulse check.

Nothing, she's in asystole.

Then shock her.

She's flat lining, Dr. Brett.
We can't shock asystole.

Second round of epi.

Stay with us, Kelsey. Come on.

Pulse check.

- Push a third round of epi.
- Okay.

Come on. Come on.

Switch with me.

Come on.
Come on, Kelsey. Give me something.

All right. Hen, pulse check.

- She's gone.
- You don't get to call it.

- I am a doctor.
- Of a spa.

All right, that's three rounds of epi.
Let's get her on the gurney.

We'll send her to, uh, Saint Ray's.
Let them call it there.

Hen, Hen.

Come on.

Hey, are you okay?
Your hand, you… you had a tremor.

Are you diagnosing me?

- I'm just trying to help.
- Stop.

You're not a doctor. You're a salesman.

You scan people and credit cards.

The Los Angeles Fire Department.

Every year, thousands apply,
but few are accepted.

Because this is not a job.

It's a calling, and your journey to
becoming a firefighter starts right here.

Got it. So what do we do first?

First… …we do the hills.

No quitting, no whining.
You give me any guff, I blow this whistle,

- you get down, you give me 50 push-ups.
- Give you "guff"?

One, two, three.

Candidate Grant,
why is it your dream to join the LAFD?

I want to make the world a better place.

Do you plan to be a firefighter
or Miss Universe?

What is the most essential duty
of a probationary firefighter?

- Putting out fires.
- Preparation.

We get over 50 applicants
for every position.

- Why should we pick you?
- I was born for this.

CPAT consists of eight events.

You gotta do each one,
50 pounds on your back.

You have ten minutes, twenty seconds
to complete it.

Drive those knees. Yeah, there we go!

And hey, uh, take the next right.

- We need groceries.
- Yes, sir!

Okay. You're gonna knead this dough
for ten minutes, twenty seconds.

- No breaks.
- I'm making you a pizza?

You're building grip strength.

A weak grip, you drop your tools.

Wanna drop your tools
in the middle of an inferno?

One, two.

Again. Again. Again. Again. Again.

- What is your best asset?
- Situational awareness.

- I got that from my mom.
- What's your worst?

- My hose drag.
- Wrong.

It's your inexperience.

Again.

How would you earn the respect
of your fellow firefighters?

Prove that I want this too bad to quit.
I'll never stop working.

Again. Again. Again. Again.

Go.

Again. Again.

Again.

Come on, Harry. You can do this.
Move quick. Let's go. Come on.

Quick as you can.

- How many battalions in the LAFD?
- Fourteen.

Let's go, Harry. Yeah! You got it.
You got it. You got it now.

- How many stations?
- 136.

Two, three. All right.
Quick steps. There you go.

Come on. Fire's burning.

- Which station is the best station?
- 118.

Hell yeah! Don't say that
in the interview, though. Whoo!

- Come on! And time.
- How long was that? What's it say?

It says you're ready.

Yes!

"Nice job scoring zero goals."

"Everyone knows you a bop."

Any idea why someone
would text those to Alicia Hughes?

No clue.

Uh, my daughter doesn't even know
what a bop is. Right, Dana?

It's a skank.

How about this one?
"Kill yourself, bitch."

Alicia didn't deserve that.
She's nice. She's pretty.

She's my best friend.

Then why didn't she hear from you
in the hospital?

I honestly don't know what to say.

I mean, she's been different lately.
We barely hang out anymore.

When the texts started,
it changed everything.

When did the texts start?

We had just gotten back from
summer vacation, doing college apps.

This was going to be
our big senior year, you know?

Then at the first pep rally,

boom, she got a text
from an unknown number.

That must have been scary.

At first, it was kind of funny,
like, "Ooh, you have a stalker."

And then it got weird.

Then they just kept coming,
like, thousands of them.

4012.

- Whoever texted them is a sicko.
- Or jealous.

She was captain of the soccer team.
You were cut from varsity, weren't you?

- Yes, but...
- No, don't answer that.

The whole school knows Alicia.

- The soccer team, yearbook club.
- Band kids, lax bros.

Skaters, vapers, stoners, loners.

- Alicia got super paranoid.
- She started pointing fingers at everyone.

Bailey started to think that Alicia
was texting herself to get attention.

- Who's Bailey?
- Alicia's best friend.

I thought you were her best friend.

Bailey came first. I mean, They've been
like twins since the 5th grade.

They were inseparable. They even applied
to all the same colleges.

And then what happened?

Alicia became unhinged,
started making accusations.

Bailey didn't like that. She's kind of…

- Prickly.
- Salty.

She's a total bitch.

Bailey Thompson?

- Yeah?
- I was hoping to talk to you

about a friend of yours.

- Alicia Hughes.
- Not my friend.

She used to be. I heard you had
a falling-out over some text messages.

So now she's not just telling
her friends that I'm a cyberbully?

- She's telling the police?
- She didn't accuse you.

But you're here, which means somebody did.

Great.

You know what? Here. The code is 9218.

Take a look for yourself.
I'm not your bully.

Must be hard to be accused
of something you didn't do.

I can understand why you cut
Alicia out of your life over it.

What? No, you got it backwards.

Alicia's the one who went no contact.

One day, we're talking about
decorating our dorm rooms,

and the next, she won't even look at me.

I still don't get
how she thought it was me.

Is Alicia okay?
I heard she was in the hospital.

She's having a rough time.

Maybe you should pay her a visit.
I think she could use a friend right now.

No, no, no, I remember you said something
about an Uncle Albert who had a stroke.

After he got hit by a car.
So not an inherited medical condition?

Hmm.

Um, yeah, it's for a school project
about family history.

Listen, uh, Ma,
I got to meet Karen and the kids

and I'm running late,
so, call you tomorrow?

Okay, great. Love you.

Babe... ...I'm so sorry.

I know.
I just got stuck at work.

No, no, I'm not gonna make it,
uh, but maybe I'll just…

I'll meet you back at home later?

What time do you think you'll get home?

Okay. See you then.

When you invited me over for dinner,

I was kind of hoping
it would be a home-cooked meal.

I don't know why.

You know how I feel
about cooking these days.

You're grown.

You're welcome to cook for me.

You invited me.

And you're right. I am grown.

Cheers to mother-daughter bonding.

I'm still not used to this,

drinking wine with my baby girl.

Get used to it. It's happening.

Oh.

- Oh, Mom, I'm so sorry.
- That's okay. No worries.

- What is this?
- You shouldn't read that.

Somebody sent these messages?

To an 18-year-old girl.

She's being cyberbullied. She tried to…

Take her own life.

I see. Um…

Mom, you know I'm okay, right?

Mm-hmm, of course I do.

No, I just feel like I need to say it,
because we never really talk about it.

We've talked about it.

I've talked about it,
but not really to you,

and you've never talked about it.

Is that why you left this out?
For me to find?

Whenever I think about it,
it just breaks my heart.

That you were in so much torment
and under my roof, and I didn't see it.

I'm so sorry
I let that happen to you, baby.

You know what I think about
when I look back on it?

Not that pain that I was in.

I remember waking up in that hospital bed
and seeing your face.

And I knew I was going to be okay.

Because the one person I needed
most in this world was with me.

Of course I was. And I always will be.

You can trust me, baby.
We go through everything together.

- Oh, my God.
- What?

I know who the bully is.

Sergeant Grant, uh, did we have a meeting?

No, I thought I'd drop by. May I?

Yeah, of course.

- Are there updates in the case?
- We questioned all of Alicia's friends.

It was Bailey. Wasn't it?

- I don't think it's Bailey.
- Oh.

How do you know?

Well, I asked Bailey for her phone,
and she offered it up without hesitation.

She probably would have deleted
those messages already, right?

But we're not looking for the messages.

What do you mean?
How else would you know who it is?

We subpoenaed Phantom Phone, the app that
the perpetrator used to text anonymously.

They gave us the IP address
that was used to text the messages.

We traced that IP address
back to the phone.

At her school, there were, um,
tons of people that Alicia

used to talk to. Teachers, coaches.

I'd like to start with you.

Me?

Our techs can run your data
in a couple of hours,

and then we can move on
to the actual suspects.

Yeah, of course.

I understand.
I'll… I'll go grab it for you.

Thank you.

Cynthia.

I need you to come out.
If you don't, I will come in.

No.

No, let me go.

You're not getting off that easy.

- Is that tomorrow?
- Yeah.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- It was the hose drag. Wasn't it?
- No.

- Search and rescue?
- No, that went great too.

- Okay, so what happened?
- It was the interview.

What? No, come on.
We got your answers to such a great place.

I-I swear, everything I asked you
is regulation.

They asked me
the same questions you asked.

Then they asked me
if I had a criminal record.

Okay, that's normal.
You told them you don't, right?

I hit someone.

It was self-defense,
but I took it too far.

Look, you don't have to explain yourself.
I know you're a good kid.

But why didn't you give me a heads-up?
We could have prepared for this.

I mean…
…I didn't think it would come up.

I was underage and I didn't even know
that they could see my record.

Now they have, but that doesn't mean
it's the end of the road.

They're gonna do their due diligence,
but it's not like you committed arson.

A simple assault is not going
to keep you from getting in.

Well, they want to speak
to my probation officer.

Okay, there we go. That's great.

Well, the court released me
to my mother's custody.

Huh.

Look, I…

I know she doesn't even
want me doing this in the first place.

I needed to go to her with a win,
not another problem she needed to fix.

- No, she's not gonna see it that way.
- I see it that way.

And if I can't accomplish this
on my own terms,

then I'm just not gonna do it.
I officially dropped out.

And nobody needs to know
I failed except for you.

- No, come on, Harry.
- Thank you for everything, Buck.

I'm sorry I wasted your time.

You don't have to do this, you know.

- I know.
- No one would blame you

if you walked out of here
and never spoke to that woman again.

- She's my mother.
- But you don't owe her anything.

Let the courts handle it from here.

- I want to know why.
- Alicia.

You realize that whatever
she tells you is likely a lie.

But I need to hear it from her.

Alicia! I'm so happy to see you, baby.

How could you be happy to see me…

After everything you did to me?

I did those things for you.

To protect you. You needed to see
how scary this world can be.

It's not the world, Mom.

It's you. You're the thing I'm scared of.

Don't say that.

I'm your mother.
I've always been there for you.

Remember that.

Remember everything
that I've done for you.

I will.

Good.

Baby.

We're gonna get through this
just like we do everything else.

Together.

No. We won't.

I am walking out of this hospital
and never speaking to you again.

I'm gonna start my life over without you.

So don't even think
about coming to find me.

Alicia. Alicia, honey, please.

Thank you.

When you said grab a bite,
I was picturing something less formal.

Uh, it'll be fine.

No, the cheapest item on this menu
is a whole branzino.

- I can't eat a meal that's looking at me.
- We're not here to eat, okay?

Is that the fire chief?

- Oh, my God, it is!
- Yes, it is.

You're just gonna talk to him, okay?

You know, Bobby used to get this
little vein popping in his neck sometimes

when he'd talk about you.

This is why, isn't it?

You're gonna make your case
for why you deserve a shot

because that's what you want, right?

Harry, I know you're only 18,
and you've already had a lot of loss,

so I think you're so afraid
of losing one more thing

that you've decided you'd rather
just walk away, but I promise you,

giving it up is not going to hurt any less
than having them take it away.

You know, despite all the vein popping
and the driving him crazy,

there is one thing
Bobby would never let me do.

What?

He'd never let me give up on myself.

Chief Simpson.

- Buckley, this is a surprise.
- Hey.

Uh, you remember Harry Grant, sir,
Bobby Nash's stepson.

- Indeed. Good to see you, young man.
- Sir.

Harry actually just applied
to the academy.

Yes, but I was told
Mr. Grant had dropped out.

- Am I mistaken?
- Uh, no, sir, I was mistaken.

Two years ago, I made a mistake.

I was in a store. The manager
made some false accusations,

and then he put his hands on me,
and I fought back.

- You were justified.
- I thought so at the time.

And now?

I'd like to think I'd find
a different way to handle that situation.

Do you think you deserve another chance?

I don't know if I deserve one,
but I promise you I wouldn't waste it.

I know what that uniform stands for.

And I promise you,
I w… I would not dishonor it.

Well, it looks like my ride is here.

Thank you for hearing me out, sir.
Have a good night.

Monday morning, Candidate Grant.

- Report to the training center.
- You're giving me another shot?

Let's see what you do with it.

Okay.

- I can't believe that worked!
- Okay!

- How do you want to celebrate?
- Uh…

Celebrate what?

Uh, Chim, w-what are you doing here?

I was just having dinner with the chief.

Why?

Uh…

The last time
that I stood here before you,

it was to remember what we had lost.

A fallen hero.

But today, we're here to celebrate
something that we've gained.

A new captain to lead the 118.

When Firefighter Han approached me
and asked to be considered for the job,

I had only one thought.

"What the hell took you so long?"

But I think it was his hesitation,
that sober consideration,

that demonstrated
he was the right person for the job.

To lead such brave men and women
is an honor.

It is a burden. It is a privilege.

And I believe that Captain Howard Han
is up for the task.

- Whoo!
- Go, Chim!

I love you.

You think he'd like it?

I think he would have been
terribly embarrassed.

But secretly, he would have loved it.

Okay, um, I don't know if this is the
best time or the worst time to tell you.

You got into the fire academy?

I start Monday.

- Harry, that's, uh…
- Congratulations.

Really?

Really. I'm proud of you.

Thank you.

Hey, maybe you guys didn't hear,
but there's a party downstairs.

- What is this?
- You took an oath.

You get a prize.

A coffee mug?

A rubber ax?

Please tell me
nothing's gonna pop out at me.

I think we made him speechless.

Wait till he sees the rest.

Read the back.

"The 118. It's not just a number..."

"It's us."

I promise I won't let you guys down, okay?

Ooh.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm feeling a little loopy.
I didn't sleep much last night.

Oh. I think it's the swearing in
of your new captain. I hear he's a terror.

Oh, I can handle him.

Yeah, I'm struggling with more
of like a medical mystery.

Oh, I do not miss those.

When you were a nurse,
it was in Pennsylvania, right?

Yeah, Hershey.

You probably saw a lot of Lyme disease
in that part of the world.

Probably also saw a lot of stuff
that looked like Lyme disease

and probably ended up
being something else.

Why?

We had a patient the other day,
a woman in her 40s.

All the symptoms of Lyme disease, but she
hadn't been anywhere east of the Rockies.

Hmm. Fibromyalgia?

Well, that doesn't have a rash.
I'm thinking maybe mono.

You would have seen
swollen lymph nodes in the neck.

- Syphilis?
- God, no.

I mean, also, that wouldn't explain
her muscle soreness.

Yeah, unfortunately you can't put a CT
scan machine in the back of an ambulance.

Yeah. What I wouldn't do
to get my hands on one of those…

You know we don't take insurance.

Oh, one of your few redeeming qualities.

Though, your flat white in the lobby
was pretty good.

I'm paying cash.

You don't want anyone to know
that you're sick. That's why you're here.

I don't need anybody asking me questions.

Including you, so just run the tests,
and I'll do the rest.

Okay, Firefighter Wilson.

Welcome to Luna.