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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's the whole point, Trey. Come on,

do this right, we're gonna make Firefest 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 sign. Bro, you

killing the vibe.

Come on, Trey, look around.

Every single one of these 10 .0s is tagging up.

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?

Well, this one started 12 hours ago. People are still going hard. How many

still in there?

Could be 20, could be 60. Your guess is as good as mine.

Hey. Hey, 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 going to get you all out of this, all right?

Hurry.

How?

You ever done a sliding block puzzle?

There you go.

Pull.

There we go. There we go.

All right. Get them out of here, guys.

Check for broken bones from the top, one at a time. There we go. Moving them

out. Moving them out.

Here we go. Gurney coming in. Now we're moving. Now we're moving. Here we go.

Come on. Let's go, C -collar.

Get her on there. Get her on there.

Radio Village West, they're going to have a hell of a morning.

Patients suffered deep lacerations and potential production injuries. Take him

to Dr. Roy, trauma bay one.

Vitals are stable.

Possible broken wrist.

Parker in the lobby, right?

Follow along.

Spurting injury. He did a tourniquet on his brachial artery.

Trauma bay three, Dr. Nita. Sam!

Sam! We need you in here.

Something's wrong with my friend. She's, like, inflating.

Inflating?

What's happening?

Stay calm. We're going to help you, sweetie.

Broken ribs, right?

Someone probably punctured her lung while she was lying here.

What's up with Damien's sympathy?

She doesn't smoke.

That's not what that means.

Air is leaking out of her lung through her chest and surrounding tissue,

crushing her airway.

She needs to trust her.

First, you need to manually relieve the air from the sub -Q space.

Do you want to do this here? Yeah, I need you to prep the clavicle, grab me a

scalpel. Yep. What are you all doing?

I need to cut her some blowholes.

You say blowholes?

We need to push the air out so that our lungs have room to expand.

Okay, right?

Yep.

So sorry, sweetie, but this is going to sting.

O2's rising.

It's working.

Pressure's releasing.

How do you feel?

My legs.

My legs.

That makes three of us. Thank you.

Nice work, babe.

You too.

Oh, my God. Are you guys dating?

We're married, actually.

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. Beddings, if you leave this untreated much longer...

You're going to risk scarring, sound hoarse permanently, or even hemorrhage.

A hemorrhage?

It's that critical.

You need the surgery before it's too late.

When you said you were going to 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.

Oh, 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?

Yeah, just like that. Now turn it around.

Now, ease your butt off the clutch.

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

It's going too fast.

Okay, well, if you want to slow down, just ease back on the throttle.

Where? I don't see it. It's right next to the steering wheel. Just pull that

back.

911,

what's your emergency?

I did detractor over onto my dad, and now he's in the water.

Assess your patience. We gotta hurry up here.

Watkins, Blue, start cribbing. We need to get him out of there.

Please hurry. We got him, sweetie. We got him. You have to hold him up or

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

Hey, sweetie.

I need you to go with paramedic Hughes. He'll check you out to make sure you're

okay.

Sir, I'm Roxy. 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 in my chest and my leg.

Mostly just cold.

Is his hurt right here?

No. It's mostly the way he landed on the rock. I'm just stuck.

Group'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 the 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 them. We're going to throw

kitchen sink in this.

We're going to raise it, slide them out. On my call.

One, two.

If we put any more stress on these lines, they're going to 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 can lower the man.

Rye, get ready to dig.

Get over there and dig.

Taylor, Rock, lift him up as best you can.

Come on, boys. Dig, dig, dig.

Come on. Dig, dig, dig, boys.

Before we try.

How we looking?

Not quite there.

That thing's going to go.

Put him under and yank him out.

Hold your breath.

Are you okay?

It's okay, honey.

I was just stuck.

Sir, is your leg okay?

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

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

I'm so sorry. This is all my fault.

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

Oh, that's how this happens. See, this is why I don't trust cats, man.

Wait, wait. You all hear that?

What?

Thing is coming from the engine open that hood Well,

I'll be

That's

why she ran out in front of us she was trying to save her baby babies there's

more of them

Rocks. I'll piss this little guy out.

There might be one more.

Oh, my goodness.

I'm by the radiator.

Ow! You got sharp little nails, big boy.

You okay?

You're okay.

Oh, you're stuck in the radiator.

Oh, 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, it's windy, 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 to pay 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 because I had a baby at home

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.

All right, 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

from me.

So what am I supposed to say?

Remind him that you wrecked your car, that you need a new one, and that you

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.

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.

You just need to focus on being happy, son.

Focus on that big ceremony tomorrow.

You've earned it.

Your 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.

Rosa herbs herself.

Oh,

it's amazing, Blythe. Well, thank you, Blue. Yeah, it was my girl's 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 Knoxville.

That's great.

Well, what about your folks?

I still haven't heard anything about them.

They are no longer with us.

They passed away when I was 10.

What? What happened?

There was a fire.

Don was the only one to get out.

I'm, uh, I'm sorry, Taylor.

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

No, tell me.

You want to hear me? I can, I can, I can. So, this is back when I was a

all right?

We pick up this guy who called 911.

Yeah. With a severe bowel obstruction.

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

me.

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

Just as the guy ripped the biggest part in his mouth.

It's a true story. I was there. Remember what he said?

Smells of sweet relief.

The patient had trapped gas. That was his problem.

How romantic.

You know, I'm just going to say it. It's so nice to see you 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 to a single fight.

Well, we had one fight.

What fight? The fight from the other night.

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 very sweet face, but we work 160 hours between us a week, so who's going

to take it out? Who's going to walk them? 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 could always get a guinea pig.

Guinea pigs are low -maintenance.

So it boils down to logistics?

We had one when I was 10.

Sweetest personality, cute little face. His name was Choppers. Yeah, I mean,

most big things do. Okay, but by that rationale, we're never going to get

to having kids.

We should probably talk about this at a different time.

Ryan, I think she's right. You 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

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.

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 Banyans, 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.

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.

No, it was all mine, Patrick.

Congratulations.

Doctor, please, the toilet's closing!

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, Ross. You bet.

I am so damn proud of you, Blue.

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

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

Together.

Hey, Mama, you know Roxy, our lead paramedic? Oh, hey, good to see you

We might have a skills test.

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

It's Roxy, but... Sure. Come on, Dondon. Get in here.

There we go.

Okay, smile.

You look like you're about to burst.

Huh? What?

No.

If that hand goes any lower, I will break it.

All right. Here you go. Thank you.

Those are good.

Hey, Dondon, how about we get a photo of just the two of us? You know, the

joyful pair.

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, Miss Bunny.

Call me Dixie.

Well, I'm a Taylor to the finger, too.

No kidding.

What kind of stuff do you think, 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, Faith.

Just texting Sam.

We're gonna have the big baby conversation when we're both home.

Oh, boy.

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. That's part of what makes

a great lieutenant.

But... But... The thing about kids is...

They come when they come.

Sometimes when you least expect it.

This is beautiful.

You got the words, mama. Come on.

You okay?

Mama!

Help!

Mama, mama. Dixie!

Help! Hey, Dixie, Dixie.

Okay, all right.

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

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... Mama.

Hi. You okay?

I'm fine, baby.

Y 'all didn't have to come.

Of course we did.

Excuse me.

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

Okay.

They're cutting you loose?

Yeah, they, um... They said it was some superficial bleed on my subglottis. Some

said they found it on the skin.

So then why'd you pass out?

Oh, I fainted the sign of blood.

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

I mean, this is...

All the big nothing.

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

We know.

You know what?

I told him, Mama, about your polyps.

I was just asking to have her alone.

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 worry.

It's the only Christian thing to do.

Well, I'm going to head out.

Why, thank you so much for coming.

Of course.

It means a lot to me.

You take care, honey.

Thank you.

Especially for being here for my son.

Yeah, well.

He loves you very much.

You don't have to walk me out.

Drop you off on my way to the station. No, thanks. Tammy already said she'd

me a ride home. Stop.

Why would you ride with Tammy? 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 going to refer to you and me.

Call my son, please.

Calling Mason Peace.

No, no.

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?

Oh, 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.

Oh, thanks, hon.

We miss you.

Oh, my God!

Ma?

Come on, what's your emergency?

I'm calling from Boston. I think my parents just crashed down there.

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.

I think the passengers are still inside.

Rye, Taylor, you got to take the passenger side. Proby, you come with me.

the driver.

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

What happened?

It's okay, ma 'am. He's been in an accident. Oh, where's my husband?

Roger. Roger. He's being taken care of. He'll be all right.

We're coming to get you, sir. You need to hang tight, okay?

Hold on, sir, all right? We're going to be here in just a second.

What's happening? We got you, ma 'am. What's happening with Roger? He's being

taken care of.

Sir, can you open your eyes?

You can hear me. We're going to get you out of here, all right?

Come on.

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.

Miss Murray, can you tell me how this happened?

We're on a road trip down from Andover, Mass.

This was supposed to be the adventure of a lifetime.

I swerved to avoid a deer.

Lost control.

Please tell me Rog is okay. My team's going to give them the best care they

I can promise you that.

Thank you. Okay.

He's gone.

Cap, I need you to step over here.

Headed to you.

We 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?

As long as we're all noticing things, there were a few details I wanted to

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.

Oh, God.

Rock, Ted.

I got you. I got you.

We need a medic.

Where's that gurney?

Get her center back in here. There we go.

Looks like she could have passed out.

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

all think is best.

I feel so alone. Well, don't worry about that.

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

What is the meaning of this?

We have reasonable cause to arrest you for murder.

Murder?

That's insane. What are you talking about?

You told me to swear to avoid a deer.

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

I... I didn't break the what?

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

a strike to the back of the head. That doesn't prove I did it.

No, but something else the captain spotted will... What?

You have dried blood on your shoe.

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 them 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 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.

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 going to 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 want to 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 between us. Brian,

we're not anywhere close to being ready to have kids. No, 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 you do, and seeing you happy makes me happy.

Oh, my God. Hey, little family.

He's from that tractor case. I went back and asked if I could adopt him. Thought

we could name him Smokey.

You're joking, right?

No. Found him in an engine block and he's gray, so I thought he was kind of

cute.

It made me 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.

Smokey and the Bandit? He's too cute, right?

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

Good job.

Good job, William. Good job. Good job.

Great.

Looks like you got another winner.

Yeah. Well, you never really know what you have until it counts.

Can you 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 that 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... just... two drowning kids trying to keep their heads above water.

You're the one who rescued me.

You saved me.

You are my light.

You are my love.

And I just assumed I didn't have anybody else come between us.

Damn straight, you will.

I'll make sure of it.

So, you be careful, cowboy.

I love you, babe.

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.

Hey, baby.

You home late?

Tough shift.

Took the long way home.

Oh.

You needed some time to yourself?

All right, what happened?

This lady and her husband got in an accident.

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

Oh, my God.

He didn't make it.

She was so sad and so broken.

I almost started crying, too.

Oh, my God, that poor woman.

Yeah.

Only she was lying through her teeth.

She killed her husband and staged the whole deal.

Really opened my eyes to some things.

Uh, things?

What things?

How easy it'd be to fake an accident.

If you're deceitful enough. If you're low enough.

He seemed 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 could I fake spitting up all that blood?

You can buy blood packets online.

All right, 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 them.

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

the truth.

What did you do?

I did you a favor.

Oh, 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 the surgery, I could lose my voice forever.

Now, you want to see a video of the endoscopy? That I can show you.

What?

Why didn't you tell me?

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

And I was right.

Just too soft.

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.

Oh, God.

Don't start boo -hooing.

It's all going to 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.

All right, fight him now. I said go to bed.

Yes, Mama.

Fresh off her kick, the mother returns to her cave, ready to settle in for a

long winter.