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Nobody told me it was gonna be this cold.

It's normal.

The fluids aren't as warm as our bodies, so your core temperature drops.

Nobody mentioned that.

Next time you come in, just ask them to warm up the fluids. It'll help.

Thanks.

Hey.

You seem to know about this stuff.

How long until we feel results?

I'm supposed to be at work in an hour,

and I couldn't even keep water down this morning.

Maybe you should've laid off some of those tequila shots last night.

How'd you know it was tequila?

You got salt stains on the edge of your hoodie,

some irritation around the cuticles on your right hand,

probably from holding too many pieces of lime,

and half a hand stamp left from Hernández y Hernández.

Are you a detective or something?

Or something.

Are you in here a lot?

Once a week for the past three months.

I've pretty much tried every treatment they have to offer.

So, wait, what's wrong with you?

I actually have no idea.

Whoo-hoo. Another public flogging that could've been an email.

VanPelt's not that bad. Just take your lumps and move on.

Shut up. Here he comes.

Morning, folks.

Impressed to see you all made it.

Even more impressed to see that I got my sales sheets on time this month.

Let's begin.

Midwest. Zach.

Customer surveys ticked up a half point,

and you sold two hund...

200... single handles.

- Thanks, Ivan. - I'm just reading numbers.

Chet. Your columns are too wide.

There is a proper format, folks.

Sales sheets need to be ti... tight.

- Are you all right? - I'm fine.

Moving on to the west coast, Simone, have you even heard of the Aqueduct 4000?

Chrome, center-set, low flow for the eco-conscious.

And now I see why you're not selling any. Rachel.

Boys and girls, this is a miracle of modern design and engineering.

Mirrored finish, flawlessly wrapped around an industry-leading...

gooseneck spout.

Ergonomic curled handles

that ensure... a perfect flow... every time.

It's a masterpiece, and this thing should sell itself.

Look, all our clients' budgets are squeezed right now.

Squeezed, huh?

I don't care, you little whiner!

Nobody is being squeezed harder than me, right now!

Ivan?

- What's happening? - Help.

- So what happened? - He was yelling and then he just dropped.

His name's Ivan VanPelt. He's our team lead.

Eddie, get in there.

Ivan, LAFD.

All right, let's get him on this table.

One, two, three.

When he went down, did he hit his head? Did he clutch his chest?

He grabbed his crotch.

Palpate the area.

Uh, Hen? There's something firm down here.

I mean, something that's not him.

All right, let's check it out.

Sir? Mr. VanPelt?

What is that?

That's my chastity belt.

Yeah, some pleasures are best left delayed.

BP's at 160/80. We gotta get this thing off of him.

All right, there's a lock. All we need to do is get the key.

Ivan, do you know where the key is?

Hey, has anybody seen a key?

He swallowed it.

Why did he swallow it?

Because I made him.

- Wait, and you are? - Simone, VP West Coast Sales.

Also his dom.

Mr. VanPelt is my little dirt boy, isn't he?

Yes, ma'am.

Simone, why? He's a jerk to you.

He gets as good as he gives.

Cap, I don't like this swelling.

Too much longer, we risk necrosis and he could lose his...

extremity.

Do not lose my extremity.

- All right. Buck, grab the grinder. - Yep, on it.

All right, Ivan. Just a little petroleum jelly to protect the skin.

Okay, Buck, whenever you're ready.

Carefully.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, Cap, he keeps moving like this,

I'm gonna cut off his... "VanPelt."

Uh... Simone.

You think you can get him to hold still?

Nobody said you can wriggle, you filthy worm.

You hear me?

Yeah. Yes.

Don't move, grease pig.

If you move one curly little hair on your disgusting little body,

that rusty spigot of yours is gonna get chopped off, like you deserve.

You hear me?

Yeah.

Buck.

- Okay. - All right.

- Almost there. - Okay.

- Got it! - Okay.

Oh!

- Somebody get a blanket over him. - Oh, my God.

Is "little dirt boy" still ringing in everyone's ears?

Something about two perfect weirdos finding each other is...

inspiring?

Ah, yeah. Makes total sense, especially coming from you.

- Why me? - You obviously relate to the guy.

How so?

Because you are wearing a chastity belt of your own.

Those are tighty-whities, Buck.

I always pegged you for boxer briefs.

It's a chastity belt of your mind.

You haven't even looked at a woman in a year.

- Neither have you. - Definitely not true, also not my point.

The last woman I looked at sent Christopher halfway across the country.

I need to focus on him.

You need to get out of your head.

You mean his tighty-whities.

I'm putting my son first.

By using him as a chastity belt.

Oh, please don't put those two together.

You're punishing yourself, Eddie, and I think some part of you enjoys it.

You know, this metaphor is oddly working.

It's not healthy, okay? People need people.

Too much deprivation and you start to swell up in the wrong places.

So, what? You want me to meet some stranger on an app?

No, we are gonna meet strangers IRL.

Oh, no.

I'm sorry. Do you have plans?

No, you don't.

- Unlock the belt, Eddie. - Fine.

Just stop calling it that.

No promises.

What's Luna?

Whoa.

What are you doing up?

Luna.

It's all over our credit card bill.

I can explain that.

Well, I sure hope so.

I hate to think you're spending thousands of dollars

at some clinic for no good reason.

Well, it's more of a... a wellness center.

Is that where you got these?

You went through my stuff?

Hen, you haven't been yourself in months.

And even when you're here,

you're too tired or too distracted to be present.

And then I find out you've been spending thousands of dollars at some shady clinic?

I was going to Luna for treatment.

Treatment for what?

What are you not telling me?

I've just been having some weird symptoms, and I'm not sure what the cause of it is.

Symptoms like what?

Rashes, muscle aches, migraines,

nausea every now and again, and... and, yes, a lot of fatigue.

- Wha... For how long? - Not long, a couple months.

"A couple months"?

What the hell, Hen?

Why wouldn't you tell me?

I didn't know what it was. I didn't wanna worry you.

Okay. Uh...

What does your doctor say?

- What do they think it is? - It's unclear.

Well, then, maybe it's time for another doctor, or a specialist.

A specialist in what? I haven't figured out what it is.

Every blood test, every scan, it's all coming back inconclusive.

But you have been seeing a doctor, right?

Not just this med spa?

It's not a spa, and the guy who runs it is an actual MD.

Who's charging you thousands of dollars to treat a mysterious illness

he doesn't even know how to name.

No, he just makes recommendations.

Because you're the one who's actually running the show.

I diagnose people every day.

Yeah, and you take them to a hospital to get actual medical treatment.

Have you told Chimney?

I don't see the point in worrying him, or anyone.

He's your best friend, Hen,

and he's your captain.

Maybe that's why you haven't told him.

You're afraid of getting benched.

This is so reckless, Hen.

And it stops now.

- You need to tell Chimney. - No, Karen.

And if you don't, I will.

- Salud. - Cheers, y'all.

Cheers.

Hey. Her.

Mmm, nah.

Her.

I just don't wanna bother her, you know?

Oh, come on. She's here to be bothered. Everyone is here to be bothered.

Go talk to her.

- You're single too, Buck. - Yeah, by choice.

Tommy's choice.

Whew.

Okay, Eddie. Eye contact, 9:00.

- Whose 9:00? - Yours.

Her, right there.

That's 3:00.

She's not even looking at me.

That's how you know she's interested.

That is idiotic.

How can you be so bad at this?

Look, I'm gonna go talk to her. Seed the ground.

No, Buck. Please, no seeding. Don't seed.

Let your wingman fly.

My wingman's a kamikaze.

- Hi. - Hi.

- I'm... I'm Buck. - You want to what?

No, my... my name is Buck.

- Jade. - Jade, hi. I think you...

Here we go.

Oh, God.

Wow, he's really warming her up for you.

And he's getting her number.

Traitor.

Hmm.

Okay, so I may have misread her eyeline.

- Uh-huh. - She caught me off guard.

Why don't you just go talk to her?

What? No, hey, that's not why we're here.

I'm your wingman, and I'm not gonna leave your side.

I do need to hit the men's room.

- You in line? - Yeah.

You single?

Coming through.

- Oh, finally. - There was a line.

- Thanks for buying, man. - Uh, actually, I didn't buy.

Zane did.

- He's unstoppable. - That's Buck.

It's been a long time since I've seen her that angry.

At me, anyway.

I don't blame Karen. I'd be angry too.

In fact, I think I'm gonna be really furious with you

once I get over being scared to death.

This is why I didn't tell anyone.

Is it?

God knows, I've told a tall tale or two

to get myself back on the street when I got tired of riding the bench.

I didn't expect it to go on for this long, but the longer I waited to tell everyone--

The harder it got to confess?

Oh, hey, sweetie.

Aww. Another late one, huh?

Yeah.

How's it going, Firefighter Recruit Grant?

I'd tell you it gets easier, but it doesn't.

You just get used to it.

- Yeah. - Are you hungry?

I got some takeout Italian in the fridge.

You have to stand clear during rhythm check.

Now, did that make any sense? Or was he sleeping while standing up?

Must be EMT week.

- I remember it well. - And fondly, it seems.

I know I have to tell them.

But I love my job, Athena.

I'm not ready for this to be the end of my story.

It doesn't have to be.

Maybe it's the start of a new chapter.

- All right. - It's perfect.

- Get this all set up. - Okay.

It's great.

Picnic, secluded view...

Either you're a romantic or you've brought me up here to murder me.

Oh, I never murder on the first date.

Sorry, bad joke.

Not a murderer.

Can we start over?

Let's start with this incredible cheese plate. You made this?

Yeah, Brie is my vice.

It's actually kind of a problem.

- Okay. Apocalypse album. - Hmm.

You're in a bunker, and you can only have--

Fleetwood Mac, Rumors.

Best breakup album of all time.

I've had it on loop for the past eight months.

My ex, he...

I get nauseous just thinking about him.

He started acting super shady, started staying late at work,

turning off his phone...

When I confronted him about it, he was--

He was cheating with Stevie Nicks.

- Ahh. - I was just kidding.

Cecilia, are... are you okay?

My stomach.

Was it the Brie? Please tell me it wasn't the Brie.

Okay, um, should we... should we get you back to the car?

- Yeah. - Yeah? All right. Let's head back.

Okay, I'm Maddie. Can you tell me your name and location?

Uh, Griffith Park near Mount Hollywood.

Uh, I'm... I'm Martin. She's Cecilia.

Could be food poisoning. Has she eaten anything out of the ordinary?

Cheese?

The pain, describe how it feels.

Uh, like, worst cramps ever!

Let's check your appendix.

Can you press gently on your lower right abdomen?

Oh, my God. The pain went away.

- So, you're okay? - Yeah.

Yeah, I feel totally...

Oh, God, it's back!

So the pain is intermittent? It stops and then starts again?

Yeah, we tried moving her to the car

between bouts of pain, but they kept getting closer together.

Oh, my God, I peed myself.

Okay, okay.

Maybe it's for the best we weren't in the car for this part.

Cecilia, when was your last period?

I don't know. I've always been irregular.

A few months ago maybe. Why?

I don't think that's urine.

I think your water broke and you're having contractions very close together.

- You're pregnant? - No, that's impossible.

I haven't, you know, in months.

Eight months?

Oh, damn it, Derek!

I'm sending help.

In the meantime, Martin, I need you to check if Cecilia is dilated.

Uh, we just met on an app.

Well, you're about to get a lot closer.

Cecilia, you okay with that?

Do I have a choice?

Um...

Okay. Uh, I feel like I should--

- Just do it! - Yeah, yeah, yep.

What's going on down there?

Um, something's... emerging?

No freaking way.

Okay, Cecilia, be ready to push. Martin, you're catching.

Catching what?

You're about to deliver this baby.

Hi. Cecilia? Hi, I'm Hen.

- This is Eddie. - Hi.

You didn't know you were pregnant?

We still don't know that.

Cryptic pregnancy. It's rare, but it happens.

Mm-hmm. And we're sure it's not the cheese?

Don't worry, Dad. We're gonna take good care of her.

Oh, I'm not the dad. I'm her date. Dating app.

All right, she's dilated six centimeters and it's at full breach.

So the baby's coming now, in the wrong position?

And we're sure it's a baby?

All right, we should travel her ASAP.

There's blood in the amniotic fluid. We don't have time.

Baby's heart rate is in the 90s. Sustained low heart rate is a problem.

We're gonna have to do an ECV.

Turning the baby? Have you ever done one before?

Once.

Okay, Ravi, call Presbyterian.

Tell them we need a trauma and OB team standing by.

- Okay? - Copy.

I feel useless.

Maybe just stay here with her.

I don't even know her.

I just met her two hours ago.

It's two hours longer than the rest of us.

Eddie, glove up. I'm gonna walk you through the ECV.

What?

You've done one before. I haven't.

It's everyone's first today.

All right, Cecilia, I'm not gonna lie, this is gonna be really uncomfortable,

but this is what's gonna save the life of your baby, okay?

I just need you to keep breathing.

I didn't take Lamaze.

Hey, hey, I'm right here, okay?

Just squeeze my hand as hard as you need to. You got this.

No. No, I don't, because this isn't happening.

Yes, you do. You're strong. All right?

Okay, Hen. What do I do?

You have to push the baby up out of her pelvis before you can do the turn.

Okay, baby's up.

Put downward pressure on the back of the head from the outside

and push up with your other hand from the inside.

It's like a somersault.

- Oh, God, it hurts! - Just breathe, breathe.

Just breathe. Breathe. Just breathe. Just breathe.

A little more.

All right. You're all right. You got this.

- Almost there. - Check for crowning.

You're all right.

- I see the head. - Cecilia, push like hell.

Here we go.

It's a boy.

I got you right here.

Hey, little guy.

Here you go, ma'am. Meet your son.

He's real. He's a baby.

I have a baby.

He's beautiful. Just like his mom.

I didn't even know about you an hour ago.

Now I think I'm in love.

It happens like that.

Congratulations, Cecilia.

Uh, do you want me to ride with you?

You've already done so much, and I know this isn't the first date you had in mind.

It is the most incredible first date I have ever had in my life.

Hey.

Score one for the algorithm.

Hi.

- Hmm. There you are. - Hey. Come here.

Here, please, sit down.

- You totally thought I stood you up. - Oh, yeah.

Five more minutes, I was out of here.

Glad you stuck it out.

I can't believe you're a baker.

Amateur baker. Just a snickerdoodle here and there.

Nothing like being a five-star chef.

Trust me, it is not as glamorous as you think.

It's, like, ridiculous hours, pressure, heat.

But when the adrenaline's up, it feels like life or death.

That sounds like my job.

I'm a firefighter.

Wow. So you're hot...

...single, and a real hero.

You're like a unicorn.

Hey. Um...

He'll have the linguini.

Ordering for me... is that a move?

We're gonna split the crudo, the branzino, and, um...

Do you like linguini?

Can't get enough.

My parents are still together, somehow. One brother.

Older or younger?

Maddie is older.

- Oh, older sisters are the best. - Yeah.

Where'd you guys grow up?

Hershey, yeah. Pennsylvania.

Ah. So that's why you're so sweet.

This is fun, Buck.

Do you want to get another drink?

Yeah, this was fun.

No, I said it is.

♪ Get down, make love ♪

♪ Get down, make love ♪

♪ Get down, make love ♪

♪ Get down, make love ♪

♪ Get down, make love ♪

♪ Get down, make love ♪

♪ Get down, make love ♪

You know, if you're cold you can wear my jacket.

You know, I just might.

How are you eating tacos right now?

Okay.

I will call you.

That's me.

All right, well, catch you later.

I'm kidding.

Get in.

♪ You make love, you make love You make love, you make love ♪

♪ You can make everybody ♪

♪ Get down, make love ♪

♪ Get down, make love ♪

♪ Every time I get high You want to come down ♪

♪ Every time I get hot You say you want to cool down ♪

♪ You say it's enough You say it's too much ♪

♪ Every time I want to get down Get down, get down, make love ♪

You slept with both of them?

Not at the same time.

It's still bad though, right?

Depends. Was it bad?

Actually, it was pretty mind-blowing.

- Wait, which one? - Both.

Yeah, I got the Insta pulled up.

- Certified hottie. - Hmm.

Thing is, I haven't felt something real with anyone since Tommy.

Now I have two anyones.

What would you guys do?

Dude, you gotta stop polling people about your life choices.

Wow, she is really hot.

Yeah. See what's her Insta?

- Yeah, Jade, she's just so... - All right.

...go-with-the-flow, you know?

She's a surfer. She's soulful.

And then Zane is like this witty intellectual.

He's cultured. He'd cook for me.

- But they both-- - Know the same old lady.

Uh, what do you mean?

They both know the same old lady.

Look.

This picture is from his grid.

- "Brunch with Bubby." - Uh-huh.

Then on hers...

"World's greatest Bubby."

Why do they know the same old lady?

Because they have the same Bubby.

It's a... it's a coincidence, right?

Bubby is a term of endearment.

It is, for "Grandma."

So, they're family?

No, no. We don't know that.

Uh, Buck?

"Nothing like a Williams family vacation."

It's on both grids. How did you not notice the last name?

When would I ask their last name?

Usually before you sleep with someone.

So, thinking they're cousins?

No, she doesn't have a cousin.

She has a brother.

And I bonded with him because we both have a sister.

You bonded with his sister.

I'm dating a brother and sister.

Yeah.

At least they're not twins?

Do we know that?

You know what? No, this is fine.

This is not that bad.

There's tons of gray area in modern love.

This ain't modern.

Feels medieval.

- You're gonna send these two to therapy. - No, come on. They're...

They're just close siblings, right?

Like, uh, Marcia and Greg. Donny and Marie.

Raggedy Ann and Andy.

Wait, don't drag Andy into this.

Oh, Buck.

You know what you need to do.

I need to break it off.

Yeah.

With both of them.

- Hey, Chim. - Hey.

You got a second?

For you? Always. Let me just finish this sentence.

Thanks. I know you got a lot going on.

Yeah, they make me type it all into these godforsaken after-action reports.

As if captaining a firehouse wasn't enough, there's an essay portion.

I'm sorry, I'm venting.

No, no, no. It's... It's good.

We can be honest with each other even if it's uncomfortable.

Oh, God. Did I make you uncomfortable?

No, no. Not... Not at all.

I'm still trying to figure out how to be the boss, you know?

Stay strong for the team, but be real with you guys.

I know the feeling.

Well, it was easier for you.

You're stronger than any of us.

Anyway, sit down. Let's talk. It's not gonna get any quieter than this.

Okay.

Well...

- Attention. Fire... - That is on me for jinxing it.

We'll pick this up later? Okay.

Dispatch, this is Captain 118. We're on scene at 2200 Van Nuys.

We got smoke and fire coming from the second floor, bravo side.

Let's get a ladder on this building, three-quarter-inch line. Let's move.

Help!

I thought dispatch said the building was empty.

It's supposed to be. Let's get that airbag deployed.

Sir! Sir, no, we're coming to you!

Dispatch, we need backup and additional RA units.

How we looking?

Second-to-third-degree burns on 80% of his back.

- All right, copy that. - Both legs are broken.

Looks like a clean break on the left. Compound tibial fracture on the right.

Distal pulse is weak.

All right. Let's get him stinted and on the gurney.

Tell Presbyterian we need burn unit and trauma team standing by.

Copy that, Cap.

Buck, what's the status in there?

There's more people in here, Cap. A lot more.

What the hell?

Are they living in there?

Building's supposed to be empty,

but squatters have taken up residence on the sixth floor.

Whole families, they say.

All right, Buck, Ravi, you're on search and rescue.

- Take Hen with you. - Okay, you got it.

Keep heading for the trucks. That's it.

- Everybody out. - Down, down, down, down.

LAFD! We need everyone to exit the building.

Buck, Ravi, get these people on some O2 so we can get them down the stairs. Go!

- I got you. - Okay. LAFD.

Keep heading towards the trucks. That's it, towards the trucks.

As quick as you can. Let's go. Let's go.

- Right here. - Keep heading for the trucks.

Keep going. That's it, come on.

LAFD!

Keep moving, keep moving. Down the stairs. I gotcha, ma'am.

Christine! Christine!

Ma'am! Ma'am! I need you to move to the exit!

No, I can't. I have to find my daughter!

Come on. Go, go, go.

- How old is your daughter? - Christine's seven.

When's the last time you saw her?

When we went to bed, and she sleeps with me.

She wasn't there when the smoke woke me up.

Hey, hey. You gotta go. Leave the bag. Down the stairs.

It's possible that she's already been evacuated, okay?

So I need you to go with this firefighter. Buck! Take her downstairs.

Okay, come with me, ma'am. I got you.

It's okay. If she's still here, I'll find her.

We got to go. We got to go.

- Christine! - I got you.

She'll take care of her.

That's it, keep heading towards the trucks.

Christine, can you hear me?

Christine!

Christine, can you hear me?

Christine, can you hear me?

This way, this way.

- Come on. - Thank you.

Buck. Everybody out?

No, Hen's still in there on the sixth floor.

She's searching for a seven-year-old girl.

Firefighter Wilson, what's your status?

I'm looking for a kid.

Mommy. Mommy.

Chim! I hear her. She's close.

All right, you grab her and you get down here ASAP.

Christine!

Christine.

Christine.

Christine.

Christine!

Christine.

What's the status, Wilson?

Firefighter Wilson, do you copy?

Come on, come on, Hen.

Hen, do you copy? Damn it.

Firefighter Wilson, Hen, do you copy?

Should we go up, Cap?

Yeah. Go, go!

Oh, my God! My baby!

Thank you for saving her.

Let's get her checked out, okay?

Some fine work there, Firefighter.

Just doing my...

- Hen! - Hen!

All right, let's get this tank off of her.

Docs say she's stable.

No. They're still not sure what caused her to collapse,

but her vitals are good at the moment.

Hey, uh, Karen just walked in.

Eddie, can you wrap this shift and hand it over to B team?

I think I'm gonna be here for a while.

Okay, thanks.

- Chim... - Hey.

- She's okay. - Where is she?

They're moving her to a room right now. You can see her then.

- What happened? - We don't know.

We had a structure fire. She was in there for a while.

We thought it was smoke inhalation, but that's highly unlikely now.

- They don't know why she went down. - A structure fire?

What was she even doing at that call?

It is her job.

She didn't tell you.

Tell me what?

Y'all wanna hit the hospital?

Never turn down a cafeteria meat loaf.

Oh, God. It's them.

- Thought you broke up with them? - I did. I sent a classy text.

Was it a group text? On their family plan?

Must've compared notes. They're gonna kill me.

Hey, Buck.

Uh, hey, you two.

Hi.

So, uh, we wanted to talk to you.

But we didn't want to do it over the phone or text.

Mm-hmm. Uh, do you wanna go someplace private?

What? Uh...

Oh.

It's fine. They know. They knew before I did.

Listen, uh,

I'm sorry for the misunderstanding,

and honestly, I did not realize until after our first date...s.

No, no, there's no misunderstanding.

- There's not? - No, not from us.

We both hit on you at the bar to see which one you'd call.

- And you called each of us. - Which is awesome.

We're into it.

You're into sleeping with the same person as your brother?

- Wait, what? - Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Ew. No.

My brother lives in Rio.

So he's your cousin?

He's my husband.

Oh. You're Mr. and Mrs. Williams.

So I slept with your husband?

Uh-huh.

And I slept with your wife?

- Mm-hmm. - And you're into it?

Well, Jade and I practice ENM.

Ethical non-monogamy.

So you picked me up at a bar and you didn't tell me.

How is that ethical?

Well, I said that you were a unicorn.

Sometimes we need to take our ponies for a test ride before they join the herd.

Uh-huh.

Look, your breakup text was, like, really classy.

- Yeah. - But we just...

we want you to know that you don't have to break up with us.

We'd love to keep seeing you.

You would?

Together?

Ideally, yeah.

It's, like, really hard to find a good third.

- Mmm. - Well, thank you.

I really... appreciate it.

You're a great couple.

Honestly, I'm still trying to figure out how to be a half.

- Oh. - I don't think I'm ready to be a...

a third.

Oh. Yeah. No. We get it.

Yeah, we're not about pressuring people. So...

But, uh, if you change your mind?

Then I have your number...s.

All right.

Oh.

- Okay. - All right.

- Bye. - See ya.

Hi.

Hi.

I guess we gotta talk, huh?

Oh, we will.

But there's somebody else you need to talk to first.

I'm gonna give you two a minute.

Thanks, Karen.

How do you feel?

Not sure yet.

Right in this moment, mostly tired.

Karen said that this has been going on for months.

I'm sorry, Chim, I should've told you.

But you didn't.

- I know. - Why?

We're best friends. You know you could tell me anything.

I think I was afraid that if I talked to the people

that I love about it, then that would make it real.

- Whatever it is. - Well, it's real now, Hen.

Two dozen people saw you go down at the scene of a fire.

The entire LAFD command structure's been lighting up my phone ever since.

Look, I'm sorry, Chim. I'm...

I didn't mean to get you in trouble.

No, that's not what this is about, Hen.

You collapsed outside of a structure fire.

Do you have any idea what would've happened

if you collapsed inside that building?

Unconscious, in a fire, with a kid?

I'm really sorry, Chim.

Yeah, I am too.

What are you sorry for?

I can't have someone on the team who puts her life

and the lives of her co-workers and the public at risk.

Chim.

I don't believe you would've done this

if Bobby were still in the captain's chair.

- That's not fair. - No, it's not.

You don't trust me, Hen.

And I need to be able to trust you, and right now, I can't.

If this were anyone else, I'd have to let 'em go.

Well, why would I be any different?

You're right. It shouldn't be.

You're done at the 118.