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Everyone looking good!

Get off your feet. Let's go!

Alright, east nasty! Let's register
this thing on the Richter scale.

Let's get it!

Come on!

Hey, Jules, we gotta
cut this thing off, man.

It's getting too crazy in here.

No, crazy is the whole point, tray.

Come on, we do this right,

we're gonna make fyre
fest look like amateur hour.

- Let's go.
- It was amateur hour.

We got too many people in here.

Our outlets are overtaxed.
Metal detectors on the Fritz.

And you can barely see my exit signs.

Bro, you are killing the vibe.

Come on, tray, look around.

Every single one of
these 10.0s is tagging us.

They're gonna put us on the map.

Hey, watch it!

Me watch it?

You know who I am?

I'm the king, you bitch!

Hey!

Call me a bitch again!

You think that's funny?

Jules...

who's laughing now, bitch?

Let's see it, baby.

- What is that?
- Do you smell that?

- It's gas.
- It's gas!

My eyes, I can't see.

- It hurts.
- It's poison. Run!

Poison! Run!

It's not poison, it's pepper spray!

Out of my way!

Who throws a rave
at 7:00 A.M. anyway?

This one started 12 hours
ago. People were still going hard.

- How many are still in there?
- Could be 20, could be 60.

Your guess is as good as mine.

- Hey. Hey! Stop.
- Please... stop!

Stop. Don't pull.

Pull her like that, you
might snap her in half.

These people can hardly breathe.

Let us worry about that.

Please help. We're dying.

Hey, folks, we're gonna
get you all out of this, alright?

Hurry!

How?

You ever done a sliding block puzzle?

There you go.

Pull! There we go.
There we go. There we go.

Alright, get him out of here, guys.

Check for broken bones.

From the top. One at
a time. There we go.

Moving 'em out. Moving 'em out.

There we go. Gurney coming in.

Now we're moving. Now
we're moving. Here we go.

Let's go. C-Collars.

Get her on there. Get her on there.

Radio village west.

They're gonna have a hell of a morning.

Patient suffered deep lacerations

and potential crush injuries.

Take him to Dr. Roy, trauma bay 1.

Vitals are stable, but
possible broken ribs.

Park her in the lobby, ry. Follow along.

Spurting injury.

We did a tourniquet
on his brachial artery.

Trauma bay 3, Dr. Nissa.

Sam! Sam, we need you in here.

Something's wrong with my friend.

- She's like inflating.
- Inflating?

What's happening... to me?

Stay calm. We're
gonna help you, sweetie.

- Broken ribs, right?
- Yeah.

One probably punctured her
lung while she was lying here.

- Subcutaneous emphysema?
- She doesn't smoke.

That's not what that means.

Air is leaking out of
her lungs into her chest

and surrounding tissue,
crushing her airway.

Okay, she needs a chest tube.

First we need to manually
relieve the air from the sub-q space.

- You wanna do this here?
- Yeah. I need you

to prep the clavicle. Grab me a scalpel.

- Yep.
- What are y'all doing?

We need to cut her some blowholes.

Did you say "blowholes"?

We need to push the air out

so that her lungs have room to expand.

- Okay, ry?
- Yep.

So sorry, sweetie, but this is gonna sting.

Okay, breathe for us.

Yeah.

- Good.
- Breathe.

Good, yeah. Vitals restoring.

O2 is rising.

It's working. Pressure's releasing.

How do you feel?

Like I can... Finally breathe.

Good.

- That makes three of us.
- Thank you.

Nice work, babe.

You too.

My god, are you guys dating?

We're married, actually.

Relationship goals.

Alright, you're okay.

I'm afraid it's gotten worse.

As you can see there,

polyps have doubled their
size since your last scan.

I mean, that don't make no sense.

I've been doing all
the vocal exercise stuff

you've been pushing.

Yodeling, steam breathing.

Hell, I've been chewing on this
fake-ass cigarette for months.

Well, there's really no
substitute for surgery.

Look, I told you, I can't afford it yet.

Ms. Bennings...

If you leave this untreated much longer,

you're gonna risk scarring,
sound hoarse permanently...

Or even a hemorrhage.

A hemorrhage?

It's that critical.

You need the surgery before it's too late.

When you said you were gonna
teach me how to drive today,

this isn't what I pictured.

You know, my daddy
taught me how to operate

my first tractor when I was 12.

He said, "one day this will all be yours."

Well, I blinked, and here we are.

It's your turn.

Go on, climb on up.

You want me to do it by myself?

Don't be scared, okay?

I'll be right beside you.

I believe in you, Carly.

Okay. What do I do?

Well, first you buckle up.

Now push in the clutch.

Right here.

And put it in forward gear.

- Like this?
- Yep, yep. Just like that.

Now turn it on.

Now, ease your foot off the clutch.

That was a little quick releasing
the clutch, but you're okay.

It... it's going too fast.

Okay, well, if you wanna slow down,

just ease back on the throttle.

Where? I-I-I don't see it!

It's right next to the steering wheel.

Just pull that back.

Don't swerve!

Watch out for the pond!

- It's okay. It's okay.
- It's okay.

Please! Please! Help!

We're down here!

Paramedics, assess the
patients. We gotta hurry up here.

Watkins, blue, start cribbing.

We need to get 'em out of there.

- Please hurry.
- We got him, sweetie. We got him.

You have to hold him
up or he'll go under.

Don't worry. We'll take
good care of him, baby.

Okay.

Hey, sweetie, I need you
to go with paramedic yu.

He'll check you out to
make sure you're okay.

Sir, I'm roxie, this is Taylor.

I'll be right here, daddy.

It's okay, baby.

Sir, can you breathe?

How's your pain?

I got a little pressure
on my chest and my legs,

but mostly I'm just cold.

- Does this hurt right here?
- No.

Most of the weight landed on the rocks.

I'm just stuck.

Cribbing's in place, cap.

Hey, doc. How's he doing?

Good news is, he's not crushed.

It seems like the hood's
resting on some rocks,

but he's trapped in the pocket.

I don't think he has a spinal,

but hypothermia's already setting in.

That means we don't have a lot of time.

Let's get this thing off him now.

Taylor, be ready to get a
backboard underneath him.

We're gonna throw
the kitchen sink at this.

We're gonna raise it and slide him out.

On my call. One, two, go!

Pull! Pull!

Come on!

Don't quit, don't quit. Pull!

There we go. There we go. There we go.

It's working. Keep going.

Just a little more! Keep going.

- It's stalling.
- It's not high enough.

He's still stuck between the rocks.

Cap, it's too heavy.

We put any more stress on these lines,

they're gonna snap like rubber bands.

It may be too much already.

Okay, well, we need
to try something else

because his body
temperature is dropping.

We may not be able to raise the tractor,

but we could lower the man.

Ry, get ready to dig.

Get over there and dig.

Taylor, rox...

Lift him up as best you can.

Come on, boys, dig, dig, dig!

Come on, dig, dig, dig, boys.

Before it drops!

- How we lookin'?
- Not quite there!

That thing's gonna go!

Put him under and yank him out!

Hold your breath.

- There we go.
- Alright, good, push!

Go, go, pull!

Dad! Are you okay?

It's okay, honey.

I was just stuck.

Sir, is your leg okay?

Yeah, leg's okay. It was just pinched.

We'll take you to the
hospital to make sure.

- No.
- I'm so sorry.

This is all my fault.

No, honey, I blame the
cat that ran out in front of us.

So that's how this happened.

See, this is why I don't trust cats, man.

Wait, wait, wait. Y'all hear that?

- What?
- Shh. That.

Think it's coming from the engine.

Open that hood.

Well, I'll be.

There you go, blue.

That's why she ran out in front of us.

She was trying to save her baby.

Babies. There's more of 'em.

What?

Look at that.

Come on, come on.

Okay.

There you go.

Rox, help this little guy out.

Is that all of 'em?

There might be one more.

My goodness.

One by the radiator.

You've got sharp little nails, big boy.

You're okay. You're okay.

He was stuck in the radiator.

You're alright, big boy.

My goodness.

There you go. Yeah,
you're welcome, mama.

Well...

That's a lot of cats.

Hey, hon. Did you sleep well?

Hey, there's coffee in the pot.

Mama, since when do you iron?

Since you started having weekly brunch

at Raleigh manor.

You can't show up as
creased as a Kentucky Bible.

Look. Hey, your britches
are hanging behind you.

Mama, I appreciate you embracing me

spending so much time with the harts.

I think it is a beautiful
thing that your father

has welcomed you into the
family with such open arms.

It's better than we ever
could have hoped for.

Well, there is a little more
that we could hope for.

You mean money?

Don't look at me with
those bush-baby eyes.

You know that's been
the plan since day one.

You told me he's paid to
support me my whole life.

Yeah, but that's not even
half of what you're owed.

What we're owed.

We're owed?

Yes, we.

I deserve a little bit, too.

I mean, all those years
I didn't go on the road

'cause I had a baby at home

and nobody to help me take care of it.

God, who knows where
I could have been now?

I could have been a headliner.

I never thought about it like that.

Alright, so tell me,

what amount of money
could ever make up for that?

There ain't one.

But him paying for my
procedure would be a nice start.

You know what? That's fair.

I'll tell him today about
you needing the surgery.

What? No.

- No, you can't do that.
- Why not?

Because that wife of his wouldn't let him

give you a nickel if
she knew it was for me.

So, what am I supposed to say?

Remind him that you wrecked your car,

that you need a new one,

and that you owe money on the old one.

But I didn't owe money on it.

He doesn't need to know that.

I am done with the lies, mama.

Believe me, I don't want you to...

But I might not have much longer to wait.

Ma... mama, what?

What happened? Did you get bad news?

No.

No, no, I did not get bad news.

Everything's fine. It's just...

Miranda lambert asked
me to go on tour with her.

So...

Well, the insurance is supposed
to write me a check for the car.

It won't be much, but it's yours.

And I may get a little raise
after my ceremony tomorrow

at the firehouse.

They're gonna officially
make me a probie.

I know, and I wouldn't miss it.

But you know I can't accept that.

Look, you just need to
focus on being happy, son.

Focus on that big ceremony tomorrow.

You've earned it.

The salmon is incredible, Don.

Seriously, I don't think I
ever tasted fish this good.

The secret's in the dry
rub, which is all blythe.

Grows her herbs herself.

Well, it's amazing, blythe.

Well, thank you, blue.

Yeah, it was my girls' favorite, too.

They never missed a brunch.

- How many do you have?
- I have two.

I have Hannah, who's a
junior at the naval academy,

and then Paige, who just
started at ut in Knoxville.

That's great. Well,
what about your folks?

I still haven't heard anything about 'em.

They are no longer with us.

They passed away when I was ten.

What? What happened?

There was a fire.

Don was the only one to get out.

I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm sorry, too.

So, blue, have you yet
heard how these two met?

No, tell me.

- You want to or me?
- I can, I can, I can.

So, this is back when
I was a probie, right?

We pick up this guy
who called 9-1-1... Yeah.

With a severe bowel obstruction.

You know, he's in a lot of agony.

Heart rate through the roof.

And we rush him to the
er, which is a total zoo.

- Like usual.
- So, I start screaming.

I'm like, "hey, hey, this guy's
dying on me! He's dying on me!"

And then out comes this
angel of a first-year intern.

Just as the guy rips the
biggest fart known to man.

True story, I was there.

And remember what he said?

"The smell of sweet relief."

The patient had trapped gas.

- That was his problem.
- No.

How romantic.

You know, I'm just,
I'm just gonna say it. It...

it's so nice to see y'all
laughing together again.

- I was thinking the same thing.
- Yeah.

So, how's it been being back
under the same roof again?

It's been amazing.

Yeah, we're making time for each other.

Doing date nights.

Good.

It's been a really great
second beginning for us.

Well, we know something about those.

Yes, we do.

I don't think we've
gotten into a single fight.

Well, we, we had one fight.

- What fight?
- The fight from the other night.

That... that was hardly a
fight. It was a disagreement.

Well, then we can agree to disagree.

- Okay, somebody clue us in.
- Thank you.

Okay. I told her about

the tractor call with the kittens,

and now she wants a cat.

But I want a dog.

I mean, y'all know
I've always wanted one.

Look at that face.

Isn't that a sweet face?

It's a, it's a very sweet face.

But we work 160 hours
between us a week.

So, who's gonna take it
out? Who's gonna walk him?

We would think of something.

No, you're thinking with
your heart, not your head.

We just need something
low maintenance

with automatic feeders and a litter box.

A cat just makes a lot
more sense right now.

You can always get a Guinea pig.

Guinea pigs are low maintenance.

So, it boils down to logistics?

We had one when I was ten.

Sweetest personality. Cute little face.

His name was chompers.

Yeah. I mean, most big things do.

Okay, but by that rationale,

we're never gonna get
around to having kids.

We should probably talk
about this at a different time.

Ryan, I, I think she's right.

You've wanted to have kids, right?

Yeah, I do. Just not on a timeline.

What are you talking about?

I mean, since the day we got married,

we said that we'd start trying

after you finished your residency.

- That was before.
- Before what?

Before we almost got divorced, Ryan.

I just really don't think we need
any more pressure on us right now.

We welcome you all
here for a very special day.

They say a firehouse is a family.

Around here, we mean that literally.

We come from different
places, different backgrounds.

Yet we form a bond that
is often stronger than blood.

Because ours is a
family that is forged in fire.

Fire can damage, it can destroy.

Yet it can also burn
away weakness and fear.

Blue bennings...

You have been through the fires of life,

the fires of health...

Even been through the
fires of an actual firenado.

All in his first week!

And every time you
have come out stronger.

Cadet...

You have earned your
spot in the 113 family.

And it is my deep honor...

To hand you this probationary patch

and officially make you
Nashville's newest firefighter.

- The honor's all mine, captain.
- Congratulations, son.

Whoo! Get it, b!

Time to clean the toilets, probie!

Ooh.

Wait a second.

Come on now.

Well, congratulations, firefighter.

I can honestly say we've never
had a candidate quite like you.

Thank you, chief.

Congrats to you too, captain.

- Appreciate you, boss.
- You bet.

I am so damn proud of you, blue.

I mean, aren't you damn
proud of him, dondon?

More than words.

Well, that means the world
coming from both of y'all.

Together.

Hey, mama, you know
roxie, our lead paramedic.

- Hi.
- Hey. Good to see you again.

- We met at his skills test.
- Yeah.

Can you take a picture of
all of us together, Rosie?

It's roxie, but sure.

Come on, dondon. Get in here.

There we go.

Okay, smile.

You look like you're about to burst.

What? No.

But if that hand goes
any lower, I will break it.

Alright.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

These are good.

Hey, dondon, how about we
get a photo of just the two of us?

You know, the joyful parents?

Yeah. Dix, in a bit, okay?

See, he just gave her the
brush-off without a second glance.

Well, congrats, b.

So glad you'll be sticking around.

Me too, Taylor.

Nice to see you again, Ms. Bennings.

Call me Dixie.

Mama, Taylor is a singer, too.

No kidding.

What kind of stuff do you sing, Taylor?

All sorts of stuff.

Well, maybe you could
play me something.

- Hey, son. Everything okay?
- Yeah.

Everything's great.

It doesn't look like your
"everything's great" face.

I was just texting Sam.

We're, gonna have the
big baby conversation

when we're both home.

- Boy.
- Yeah.

You know what you're gonna say?

Honestly? No idea.

You got any advice?

I know you're a guy who
likes to pin things down.

It's part of what makes
you a great lieutenant.

But?

But...

The thing about kids is...

They come when they come.

Sometimes when you least expect it.

I know.

You got the words, mama. Come on.

Thank you. Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Mama. You okay?

Mama!

Help!

Mama!

- Dixie!
- Help!

Hey, Dixie. Dixie? Okay, alright.

Okay, blue, let's turn her on
her side to clear her airway.

What's wrong with her?

Dixie?

I don't see any cuts in her mouth.

It's coming from somewhere deeper.

Get a stretcher.

We're on it! Okay!

Dixie?

It's all my fault.

What's your fault, blue?

I'm the reason she's in here.

What? Don't be ridiculous.

Dad, I hate to ask
this, but... I need a loan.

I'd start paying it back every other week

as soon as I deposit my paycheck.

Sure. Sure. How much do you need?

$45,000.

What do you need 45,000 for?

Mom. She needs surgery
and she can't afford it.

She's got polyps on her vocal cords.

I never knew it could get this
bad and if I had, I would've...

mama!

- Hi.
- Are you okay?

- I'm fine, baby.
- Thank god.

Y'all didn't have to come.

- Of course, we did.
- Excuse me.

Somebody will be by in a
moment with your discharge papers.

- Okay.
- What...

They're cutting you loose?

Yeah. They... They said it
was some superficial bleed

on my subglottis or some such...

They found it on the scan.

So, then why'd you pass out?

I... I faint at the sight of blood.

I mean, I have ever
since I was a little girl.

I mean, this is all a big nothing.

Dix... you don't have to lie to us.

We know.

You know what?

I told 'em, mama.

About your polyps.

I was just asking dad for a loan.

No, I won't loan you the
money. I will give you the money.

You book that surgery.

We'll cover it.

- I can never ask you to do that.
- You're not asking.

My son's asking.

And we insist, don't we?

It's the only Christian thing to do.

Look, well, I'm gonna,
I'm gonna head out.

Blythe, thank you so much for coming.

- Of course, honey.
- It means a lot to me.

- Yes. You take care.
- Blythe.

Thank you.

Especially for being here for my son.

Yeah, well, he loves you very much.

Hey.

You don't have to walk me out.

I'll drop you off on my way to the station.

No thanks, cammie already
said she'd give me a ride home.

Stop. Why would you ride with cammie?

Because I'd rather
not ride home with you.

Even if you do "insist."

You're mad because I
offered to pay for her surgery.

No, I'm upset...

Because you didn't so
much as look in my direction.

If I had, what would you have said?

What, to writing a big fat check
to your psycho ex baby mama?

I know this has been
a lot to deal with, okay?

We've just been
through so much together.

We've been through
too many fires for me

to turn my back on her now.

You know, until the end of that sentence,

I actually thought that the "we"
was gonna refer to you and me.

Hey, Siri, call my son, please.

Calling Mason pease.

No, no. Stop.

Call Patrick Murray, my son.

Calling Patrick Murray.

Hey, ma.

Hiya, son. How's Boston?

Cold. How's it going?

Just wanted to check in

and maybe get some help staying awake.

Why don't you let dad drive?

He's dead to the world right now.

Branson really took it out of him.

You should pull over.

They say drowsy driving's
as bad as drunk driving.

I'm fine. I just wanted to hear your voice.

So, what'd you guys do in Branson?

- How was it?
- We had a blast.

Once your father realized
that he's allowed to have fun.

He's still adjusting to retired life.

But I'm really proud of you, ma.

You're finally living your
dream of hitting the open road.

Thanks, hon.

We miss you.

My god!

Ma?!

Ma?!

Caller says he was on
the phone with his parents

when he heard a crash,
and the line went dead.

According to his location app,

they should be within 50 yards of y'all.

There.

We got eyes on the vehicle.

Single mva with a tree.

Looks like the passengers are still inside.

Ry, Taylor, you guys
take the passenger side.

- Probie...
- Yep.

You come with me. We got the driver.

Ma'am, if you can hear
me, close your eyes.

What happened?

It's okay, ma'am, you've
been in an accident.

Where's my husband?
Where... Roger? Roger?!

He's being taken care
of. It's gonna be alright.

We're gonna get you, sir.
You just hang tight, okay?

Just hold on, sir, alright?

We're gonna be in in just a second.

- What's happening to him?
- We got you, ma'am.

- What's happening with Roger?
- He's being taken care of.

My god.

Sir, can you open your eyes?

If you can hear me, we're
gonna get you out of here, alright?

I'd like you to follow my finger
without moving your head.

There you go. What's your name?

Fiona Murray.

Do you know where you are?

Outside Nashville.

Do you know what day it is?

Worst of my life.

There's no sign of concussion.

Ms. Murray, can you tell
me how this happened?

We're on a road trip
down from and over, mass.

This was supposed to be
the adventure of a lifetime.

I swerved to avoid a deer.

Lost control.

Please tell me Roger's okay.

My team's gonna give
him the best care they can.

I can promise you that.

Thank you. Okay.

He's gone.

Cap, I need you to step over here.

Headed to you.

You should tell pd to come with.

Copy that.

What's going on?

You notice anything about
those branches in his chest?

No blood.

Only happens if his heart wasn't beating

at the time of the crash.

He was dead before impact.

Depends which impact you mean.

I found dried blood in his hair.

And a hole in his skull.

Any idea what could have done that?

Looks like blunt force. Hammer, maybe?

You gotta be kidding me.

As long as we're all noticing things,

there were a few details I
wanted to bring to your attention.

What happened? Is he okay?

Ma'am, I'm sorry to tell you.

Your husband is deceased.
There was nothing we could do.

God!

- Rox? Tay?
- I feel dizzy.

- I got you, I got you.
- I feel dizzy.

We need a medic. Where's that gurney?

God!

- Let's get her center, - back in here.
- There we go.

Looked like she could have passed out.

Ma'am, I think we should take
you to the hospital just to be safe.

Whatever you all think
is best. I feel so alone.

Well, don't worry about that.

You're gonna have someone
by your side the entire time.

What... what is the meaning of this?

We have reasonable cause
to arrest you for murder.

Murder? What? That's insane.

What are you talking about?

You told me you swerved to avoid a deer.

But the captain pointed out
there's no skid marks on the road.

I... I didn't brake, so what?

Well, there's also the fact that your
husband was dead before the accident,

from a strike to the back of the head.

But, that doesn't prove I did it.

No, but something else
the captain spotted will.

What?

You have dried blood on your shoe,

but you don't have any open wounds.

We'll need to collect it at the hospital

to confirm it's your husband's.

From that droplet shape,

I'm betting they're from
when you placed him in the car

before the accident.

I've been a widow since
the day we got married.

I had one dream,

to explore the country after he retired.

He promised me.

You know, he postponed
quitting for 11 years.

But I, I waited.

I never complained.

Five days into this trip, he
told me he wanted to go home.

So, I gave him what he asked for.

Hey, hey. I'm home.

Hey.

Smells great in here.

There's stew in the crock pot.

Stew?

Thought we could
warm things up a little bit.

Sam, I'm just gonna go
ahead and... rip the band-aid off.

Okay.

The last few months
that we've been separated

were the hardest of my life.

Mine too.

And...

I don't wanna do anything
that walks us back to that edge.

Neither do I.

Good.

- But...
- But?

I just, I feel like we have
so much love to share

- and to keep it between us...
- Ryan, we're not anywhere close

to being ready to have kids.

I know, I... Okay, so
what are you saying?

You know, I pray to god
that one day we are ready.

But in the meantime...

I feel like, why don't we start
with something a little smaller?

What did you do? What did you do?

I didn't do nothing.

Ryan, you don't even like cats.

- No, I don't, but, but you do.
- Hi, you monkey!

And seeing you happy makes me happy.

My god. I love him.

He's from that tractor case.

I went back and asked
if I could adopt him.

I thought we could name him smoky.

You're joking, right?

No. Found him in an
engine block and he's gray,

so... I thought it was kinda cute.

It may be a little too cute...

When you meet his brother.

- I'm sorry, his what?
- Come here, boy!

Sam.

Sam!

What did you do?

I thought you deserved to be happy, too.

And the rescue place,
they've been calling him bandit.

- Smoky and the bandit?
- It's too cute, right?

We need all the cuteness
we can get in our life.

Hi!

Come.

Okay.

Alright, good job.

Good job, boy. Good job, good job.

That's great!

Good job.

Looks like you got another winner.

Yeah. Well...

You never really know
what you have until it counts.

Can we talk?

I got a feeling there's something

you need to get off your chest.

I don't know why Dixie
has such a hold over you,

but I will not be taking this crap anymore.

It's not a hold. It's a history.

When I came out of
foster care, I had nobody.

I met Dixie,

and she's the first person I
met who understood that pain.

How am I supposed to
compete with shared trauma?

There's no competition.

Dix and I were...

Just two drowning kids trying
to keep our heads above water.

You're the one who rescued me.

You saved me.

You are my light. You are my love.

And I'd just as soon die

than have anybody
else come between us.

Damn straight you will.

I'll make sure of it.

So, you be careful, cowboy.

I love you, blythe.

I'm at peace with
paying for Dixie's surgery.

That's very big of you.

Well, as the good lord says,

you keep your friends close,
you keep your enemies closer.

I'm pretty sure that
was Michael corleone.

Well, then Dixie should be careful, too.

There's no fiercer creature

in nature than the mama bear,

who will fight all comers
to protect her young.

Hey, baby.

You're home late.

Tough shift. I took the long way home.

You needed some time to yourself?

Alright, what happened?

This lady and her
husband got in an accident.

She was crying in my arms
when we pulled him out.

My god. He didn't make it.

She was so sad and so broken.

I almost started crying, too.

My god, that poor woman.

Yeah.

Only, she was lying through her teeth.

She killed her husband
and staged the whole deal.

It really opened my eyes to some things.

Things?

What things?

How easy it'd be to fake an accident...

If you're deceitful enough.

If you're low enough.

You seem tired. You should turn in.

Don't... Don't do that.

I can't get the timing out of my head.

You spit up all that
blood right after I told you

I wouldn't lie to get the
money for your surgery.

Just what exactly are
you accusing me of?

You faked it, didn't you?

What?

How the hell can I fake
spitting up all that blood?

You can buy blood packets online.

Alright, you're just talking crazy now.

You need to go to bed.

You stop telling me what to do.

When we were at the hospital,

you said you had scans of your bleed.

I'd like to see 'em.

I ain't got hard copies, they're digital.

Fine. Let's log on to the website, then.

I forgot the password.

Look, my health cannot
handle this stress right now.

Damn it, mama, just tell me the truth!

What did you do?

I did you a favor.

I knew it.

I knew it!

You can talk.

You are really something else.

Excuse me?

Just who the hell do you
think you're talking to, boy?

Honestly, I'm not sure anymore.

Fine.

Fine, you want the truth?

Five days ago, I went to see my ent,

and he told me that if
I waited much longer

to have this surgery, I
could lose my voice forever.

Now, you wanna see
video of the endoscopy?

That I can show you.

What? Why didn't you tell me?

God. Because I was
afraid you couldn't handle it.

And I was right.

You're just too soft.

It's my own damn fault,
always trying to protect you.

What did the doctor say?

That my voice box is a ticking
time bomb for a hemorrhage.

- Mama.
- God.

Don't start boo-hooing.

It's all gonna be fine now.

Did I lie? Was I deceitful?

Yeah. Hell, yeah, I was.

But it was only so you didn't
have to get your hands dirty.

And how do you repay your mother?

By shaking one of those
squeaky-clean fingers in my face.

I'm so sorry. If I'd have
known... I said go to bed.

Yes, mama.

Fresh off her kill, the
mother returns to her cave,

ready to settle in for a long winter.