All language subtitles for 9-1-1.Nashville.S01E13.WEB

Thanks again for the ride.

I know it's a pain in the butt

driving out to my side of town
in rush hour.

It's no problem, Probie.

But I've almost got enough
saved up for a new car.

So, you won't have
to do it much longer.

Mm. I like the company.

You're too sweet.

Um...

You're going in already?
We're 20 minutes early.

Thought we'd go get
a jump on the day.

Yeah. Or we could get
a jump on something else.

Tay... What if
somebody sees--

Nobody's here yet.

Hi.

Hey, Cap. How you doing?

My office.

Somebody saw.

So, when were you
planning on telling me?

You mean about the kissing?

Yeah, about the kissing.

Just how serious is this?

We're still trying
to figure out what "this" is.

But you are a... a something?

It's trending that way.

I'd like it to be.

Look, I know this isn't what
you're gonna wanna hear, but--

But you want us
to break things off.

No.

I think you guys
would be great together.

For real?

You're like a daughter to me.

But, if you two
wanna give this a shot,

there's gonna be
a few ground rules.

Before this goes any further,
you're gonna report it

to the department.

There's gonna be
no funny business in the house

or in the parking lot.

-We promise.
-We promise.

And if anybody thinks about
breaking my daughter's heart...

or my son's...

you're gonna
have to answer to me.

Yes, sir.

Sure thing, Cap.

Now get outta here.

Okay.

SecureCar,
give me the car's location.

The emergency location
is approximately

36 degrees north
and 87 degrees west.

113, please respond
to an MVA on McCrory Lane

somewhere west
of Charlotte Pike.

Copy you. 113 en route.

SecureCar, activate
the vehicle's console
intercom system.

Intercom active.

Hello? Can anyone hear me?

Hello? Yeah. Yeah. Who's that?

This is Cammie Raleigh
with Nashville 9-1-1.

How-- How did,
how did you call me?

My phone was destroyed
in the crash.

Your car service contacted me.

I'm speaking to you
through their app.

Oh, God, I totally forgot
we had that. Oh, thank God.

Are you near
McCrory and Charlotte?

Yes, I-I-I had a blowout,
and I, I lost control.

We spun off the road.

Now my, my leg's stuck
under the wheel.

Daddy, are we gonna be okay?

Sir, who else
is in the car with you?

It's my daughter,
Marigold, she's seven.

- Are either of you hurt?
- No.

Not yet.

What do you mean not yet?

113 on scene.
What can you tell me?

Driver's name is David Stone.
I've got him on the line.

He says he had a blowout
and went off the road.

Look for tire marks or debris!

Uh, any injuries?

He says they're both okay

but the car's
teetering on a hillside

and his leg is
trapped under a wheel.

His seven-year-old daughter is
in the back in a booster seat.

I got shredded tire over here!

Alright, fan out!
It's gotta be somewhere nearby.

Cammie, you still have
the driver on the phone?

Ask him if he can honk his horn.

Okay, they're close,

but I need you to honk
your horn so they can find you.

We're here! We're here!

Daddy!

That's it!

Cammie, tell him we see him
and not to move.

That thing's hanging
by twigs and spiderwebs.

Dad, how you wanna play it?

Alright, you two are gonna be
in harnesses.

You're gonna grab the girl,
you're gonna grab the driver.

Rox, Blue, I want you on belay.

- On it, Cap.
- Let's hustle.

You're all set.

Alright,
they're headed down.

Let's do it.

Alright, Taylor,
let's get that girl out first

in case it goes.

Alright, very careful.

Okay. There you go.

You can lower me.

Alright, easy, guys. Easy.

Mr. Stone.

Hey. I'm Ryan. This is Taylor.

We're gonna get you out

but first you gotta
roll these windows down, okay?

There you go.

Hi, sweetie.
You must be Marigold.

- Hi.
- Hi.

We're gonna get you outta here.
Don't you worry.

Can you do me a huge favor?

Unbuckle your seat belt
and slide towards me

so I can get
this safety strap on you?

I can't.

Your dad's getting one.

Listen to them, Goldie.

But if I move...
I could fall.

You have to go.

Listen to me.

I'm not gonna
let you fall, okay?

I just need you
to unbuckle your seat belt--

- Tay? We gotta go.
- Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Hey, do you like Toy Story?

- Yes.
- Me too.

Who's your favorite character?

Jessie.

My girl!

Put this around you
and I'll get you out.

You know what I think
makes 'em all so brave?

They know no matter what,

they've always got
each other's backs, right?

Yeah.

So, here's
what we're gonna do.

You're gonna close your eyes,
unbuckle your seat belt

and follow
the sound of my voice, okay?

Please, Goldie.

Alright, close your eyes.
You got it.

Mm-hmm.

That's it.

Nice and slow. Alright.

Okay, reach out.
You're gonna give me a big hug.

Alright, I gotcha.

Alright. Got her!

I'll be right
behind you, Goldie.

I love you so much.

Tay's coming up with the girl.

Alright, get her up.
Get her up!

We're gonna free his legs
from the wheel.

There you go. Pull it up.

Okay, Cap, we're clear.

Ry, you gotta go-go, buddy.

I'm moving. You just gotta
give me a sec, alright?

- You're gonna take this...
- Okay.

...you're gonna put it

between the floorboard
and the steering wheel.

- Yes, sir.
- Alright?

When you're ready,
push this button.

- Okay.
- It's gonna hammer it up.

Alright.

Get it down there.

Good. Good, good,
good, good, good.

You're gonna feel
a little bit of pressure.

Alright. Go.

Okay.

Okay. Good, good, good, good.
Come on.

It's going! Ry, it's going!

Grab my shoulder!
And let's go. Let's go!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Oh, thank God she can sing.

Yes, she can.

Yes, she can.

- Not bad.
- Oh! No pressure, old man,

but you need three bulls to win.

Yeah, Cap's got this.

Thank you
for the confidence, Rox.

Bang!

-Oh, and that's two!
-You gotta be kidding me.

- Still the king of--
- We did it!

-We're HR official.
-Victory!

-That's a win.
-What happened?

Oh, we notified the union

and the department
that we're seeing each other.

And did everything go alright?

Yeah, it was
almost all positive.

Almost?

Well, because
he's still a probie,

there's a bit
of a power imbalance.

So they're gonna
run it by the lawyers,

but they don't see a problem.

Either way, I'm glad
you did the right thing.

- We are, too.
- No.

- Oh!
- No. Just no.

What I say
about funny business?

Making it weird.

Sorry. We're just excited.

Alright,
first and final warning.

-Got it.
-Uh, that game, by the way,
gets an asterisk.

- You need to take the L.
- Excuse me? Hey, guys.

I hope it's okay.
I let myself in.

Yeah. Hey, you're the dad
from the dangling car.

Good to see you up and about.

I-I wanted
to thank you all

for saving my daughter and me.

Oh, we're just
doing our job, sir.

Taylor.

Marigold wanted me
to give you this.

-Oh. That's amazing.
-That's really cute.

Tell her I will
treasure this forever.

I will. But that is not
the only thing

I came to offer you today.

I work for Victoria Vamp.

Oh! Victoria Vamp.

She's one of the biggest
writer-producers in town.

Mama used to sing
with her back in the day.

After you saved my daughter
with your incredible voice,

I looked you up.

I found your videos
from open mics.

I sent them to Victoria
and she wants to meet you

for a secret new song
she's working on.

-Oh, my God.
-You're gonna be famous.

-There's only one condition.
-What?

It has to be tomorrow
at 3:35 sharp.

3:35? Why so specific?

You'll learn Victoria
is a very particular person.

That's true.

Mama told me once she didn't
let anyone in the studio

that was wearing
the color orange.

You know, she's eccentric,

but she is a genius.

And she wants
to make you a star.

Uh... I'm sorry.

The only problem
is I have a shift tomorrow,

and when I'm on duty,
that comes first.

Not tomorrow, it won't.

-I'm giving you leave.
-Are you sure?

It's your dream. Of course.
Just come back when you're done.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, oh, my God!

Thank you, Cap. You're the best!

- Oh.
- Oh, you're the best!

I'll let Victoria know
you're confirmed then?

Yes! Yes!

Um, I have one condition, too.

I wanna bring my friend Cammie.

You got it.

Okay. Okay.

Congrats.

Uh, what's going on, sweetie?

My stomach
hurts so bad.

I can barely move.

Can you describe
the pain for me?

Um... stabbing and dragging.

Is it more on one side
or all over?

Like, right below my...

Okay, I'm gonna
take care of you.

- What's your name?
- Celeste.

Hi, Celeste, I'm Cammie.

It looks like you're at
87 Fisher Drive.

- Is that correct?
- Yes.

Okay, I'm sending
help to you now.

No. You can't send anyone.

Why not?

It's too embarrassing.

What do you mean
it's too embarrassing?

Because...

The reason
it hurts is...

...because I put
something up there.

And now it's stuck.

Oh.

Uh, what did you put up there?

I don't wanna say.

Can you just tell me how
to get it out over the phone?

Honey, if you're experiencing
pain that severe,

you need treatment right away.

It's too humiliating.

Everyone's gonna laugh at me.

Listen, I know
some wonderful paramedics.

They're gonna take
great care of you

with no judgment, I promise.

Okay.

-The door's unlocked.
-Alright.

Nashville Fire Department.

Hey, you must be Celeste.

I'm Roxie, this is Taylor.

We heard you're
in quite a bit of pain.

From a scale of one to ten?

- Eleven.
- Okay.

- Let's get her up on the bed.
- Okay.

-We're gonna get you on the bed.
-Just sit up.

Okay.

Tay, let's get her
on the LIFEPAK.

Mm-hmm.

Let's pull your arm out, okay?

I'm so humiliated.

Oh, honey, don't be.

You know how many calls we get
where people have objects

stuck where they're not
supposed to be?

-Really?
-Yeah.

Alright, I'm gonna
take a look, alright?

Celeste, are these vines?

Maybe.

Okay, what did you put up there?

A potato.

I saw on my feed that it's
a natural form of birth control.

Okay, when did you
put it up there?

I don't know.
Maybe a month ago.

Oh!

Alright, heart rate's 115.
BP is 135 over 79.

We need to get you
to the hospital for removal.

No! No hospitals!
I can't go to the hospital.

Honey, the pain you're feeling
could be adhesion.

It's when a foreign object
attaches to soft tissue.

It could cause a bleed.
It could kill you.

Not as fast as my parents will
if they find out.

- Oh, God!
- Okay, how old are you?

Why?

Because if you're under 18,

I need permission
from your parents.

Oh, God!
Please, just get it out.

BP is off the charts, Doc.
What do you wanna do?

Okay, let me take another look.

It hurts so bad.

It hurts so bad.

Yeah, it's pretty swollen.

Good news is
the adhesion isn't bad.

Please, just take it out.
I'm begging you.

Please.

Alright, let's do it.

It's gonna be
a little uncomfortable.

Take a deep breath.

Three, two...

Breathe out.

...one.

This is why
we don't take medical advice

from social media.

- Thank you.
- Celeste?

What is going on in here?

Hi, ma'am, I'm Roxie,
this is Taylor.

Your daughter had
a medical emergency.

What-what emergency?

Uh...

I-I got something stuck.

Up there.

I'm sorry, Mom.

What is wrong with you?

What the hell
were you thinking?

There's no reason
to pile on the shame, okay?

Kids make mistakes
all the time.

Don't tell me
how to parent my child.

- I'd like you to go.
- Okay.

Alright.

Just, ma'am, make sure
you take her to the hospital--

I said get out of my house!

Cammie.

Thank you so much
for being here.

You have been a guide
on this journey

ever since my first open mic.

I know talent when I see it.

And so does Victoria.

Listen, there's a few things
you should know about her.

She can be volatile and blunt.

And she says
the word "album" like "al-bam."

So, whatever you do,
don't laugh.

- Are you messing with me?
- I'm not.

How do you know all this stuff?

Long story.

Taylor!
Victoria is ready for you.

Hi, David.

This is my friend, Cammie.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Oh, thank God.
No one's wearing fuchsia.

I, I thought she hated
the color orange.

Today, she also
hates the color fuchsia.

-She's right in here.
-Okay.

-Good luck.
-Thank you.

Hello?

I love your song.

I'm smitten. I'm inspired.

I am...

- Victoria.
- Hi.

Taylor. Thompson.

You look familiar. Who are you?

-You're the lawyer, aren't you?
-No.

Well, you better not be an agent

because I don't like
sales energy in my office.

This is my friend, Cammie.

I was your assistant
for two years in the '90s.

Oh, yes! Oh, my God! Callie.
How are you?

Ah! You were such
a talented producer,

I remember that.

Gosh! Who are you
working with these days?

The city of Nashville.
I switched careers.

I'm a 9-1-1 operator now.

Well, way to cut back
on the stress.

LOL. Right? Not!

So, Tay-Tay.
May I call you Tay-Tay?

So, Tay-Tay, I brought you here

because I think that you have
world-class potential.

Thank you, Ms. Vamp.

I'm interested
in cutting an al-bam with you.

Oh, yeah, I, I would love that.

Yes, yes, soon. Down the road.

But, today I wanna
share something

that's even more special.

A song that I'm producing...

and I wrote.

And... I want you
to be the voice of it.

This is so exciting.

Before I give it to you,

I want you to promise me
just one thing.

Sure.

You need to give me your word

that you are going to love it.

Before I read it?

Yeah, sounds good.

You want me to sing this?

Oh, absolutely.
What do you think?

I hate it.

I mean, it's not that bad.
It's... catchy.

Hey, come on, let's hear it.

Yeah.

Whoo! Yeah.

It's a jingle for a diet drink
aimed at teenagers.

- Yeah.
- Let me see one of those.

Well, it says on the can here,

"not recommended
for those under 18," so...

Yeah, but the jingle
and advertisement say otherwise.

Listen to the names.
I mean...

Unicorn juice.

HoCo Cola.

I mean, the advertising
is basically aimed at children.

They already know that
they have body image issues.

God knows what's in it.
It's gross.

Okay, so, don't do it then.

- I don't have a choice.
- Why?

I mean,
if you hate it so much...

Victoria Vamp can make
or break a career.

If I thumb my nose at her,
I could ruin my future.

Why would this
Victoria woman even do this

if she's such a big deal?

Oh. Because she likes money

even more than
she likes Grammys.

-I get it,
and I support you 100%.
-Thank you.

And jingle or not,
if you're singing it,

I'm sure it'll be a hit.

That's what I'm worried about.

Aw.

Uh, can we help you, ma'am?

I'm Pamela Merz,
from the City Attorney's office.

Oh, my God,
is this the HR thing?

I swear we only kissed
on company property once,

maybe twice.

No, it's not about that.

I need to talk to Roxanna Alba.

I'm Roxie.

Somebody wanna tell me
what's going on here?

Your lead paramedic
is accused of performing

a medical intervention
on a minor without permission.

This is about the girl?

Yes.

Potato kid I told you about.

Yeah, you told me she...

used a potato
as a contraceptive.

You didn't tell me
there wasn't an adult present.

Well, there was
right after the extraction.

She was okay, so I didn't
even think about it again.

Well, her parents are not okay.
They're suing the city.

Their attorney filed for
a temporary restraining order.

They're arguing
that you continuing to work

could cause irreparable harm
to the public.

Hold on.
They want her suspended?

There's gonna be a hearing
in the next 48 hours.

I'm here to help evaluate

whether or not we're gonna
stand behind you

and mount a defense
or settle the case.

And throw her to the wolves.

My job is
to defend the city's interests.

If it is determined that
your conduct was unbecoming,

the city has
the right to sue you

to recoup any potential losses.

The city could sue me?

It's in your contract.

Dr. Alba...

did you know Celeste was a minor
when you treated her?

- Yes. I figured as much.
- Hold on.

You "figured"?

Well, I didn't check for her ID.

Did you ask her age before
you initiated the treatment?

Yes.

And how
did she respond?

She couldn't.
She was in too much pain.

Her heart rate was flying.
Her BP shot up.

She was in crisis.

So you made a good-faith attempt
to find out,

but the circumstances
forced you to intervene?

Yeah, technically that's true.

Okay, well,
in life-or-death situations,

a paramedic is obligated to act
regardless of parental consent.

Yeah, well, the parents are
arguing that it was elective

and not life-saving,

so, consent would be required.

They've hired
Wilson & Travers as counsel.

No one has
successfully sued the city

for more money
in over ten years.

How is that her problem?

It's her problem
because they'll look

under every rock
for every misstep,

blunder, or scandal
that you've done on the job.

Let 'em.

'Cause this here's
the best damn paramedic

I ever worked with.

So, I'll ask you
point-blank, Dr. Alba...

is there anything that you're
afraid might come to light?

No, ma'am.

Then I'll need you
to come downtown

to start preparing for
the hearing immediately.

Because you're in
for the fight of your life.

Chuck, what are these?

We spent all morning
painting with bronze-gold.

-So?
-These are bronze beige.

I mean, the shades
aren't gonna match.

Don't worry, Pablo, ain't
nobody care about the shades.

Okay, not to mention,
these are toxic
and highly flammable.

This is not how you make art.

It's "Pec Nation,"
not the Sistine Chapel.

You're here to paint by numbers,
not consult on the craft.

And don't think
I didn't see what you did

on H-8 while I was gone.

I did that on my lunch break.
I was gonna cover it up anyway.

You damn right you are.

Get it done.

Okay. Shouldn't we wait
for the rain to stop?

It's gonna leave streaks.

I don't care.

You got a lot of pecs
to fill in by sundown.

Come on, man.

These fumes.

Oh, God. Ugh.

Sorry, birdie.

What are you doing
with your life, Pablo?

You gotta get outta here.

Gotta hustle, folks.
Let's go, let's go!

Pablo's still in there!
I don't know how this happened.

I tried to get him,
but it's too heavy.

It's okay. Hey, boys,
start clearing this out.

- Pablo's in there. Be careful.
- Help!

Tay, with Roxie out
prepping for her hearing,

-you're my lead paramedic now.
-Yeah.

Hey, hold tight, sir.

- We're coming.
- Hurry!

Hey, Cap, check this out.

Sir? Your wood's rotten.

And you had him
painting out in the rain.

That's how this happened.

Expect a call from OSHA.

Hey, Pablo. I'm Taylor.

We're here to help.
How's your pain?

Yeah, it's bad.

- Uh, it's my leg.
- Okay.

- Oh!
- Oh!

-Ry, let's work on a leg splint.
-On it.

- Blue, can you start the LIFEPAK for me?
- -Yep.

Alright. We're gonna get you
some morphine for your pain.

- Can you move
your other foot for me?

That's good.

Can you wiggle your fingers?

- Mm-hmm.
- Good.

Oh, thanks. That feels
so much better already.

Feel better?
I haven't done anything yet.

You haven't? What...

Does your foot still hurt?

- It's fine. You haven't
done anything?
- No.

- Pablo, can you feel this?
- Uh, no.

- How about here?
- Uh, nothing.

- Here?
- Ow! Yeah. That one, yes.

-Okay.
-Wh-What does that mean?

It means we need
to check your back.

Ry. Blue.

Let's get him on the backboard

with the head blocks.

Backboard's in place.

Alright, let's turn him
on this side, okay?

Gentle, gentle, gentle.

Hey, Pablo, I need to
cut open your jacket, okay?

Okay, we're gonna roll him
onto the board slowly, okay?

Three, two, one.

Okay.

What? Am-- Am I paralyzed?

Because you were able to feel
your foot a moment ago,

I'm hoping that the numbness is
just some swelling of the spine.

Let's get some cold fluids

so we can help
with the swelling.

We're gonna get you
outta here, okay?

How's he doing?

He's got vertebrae
floating around.

Okay, so we're not
using the stairs.

Absolutely not. Too many
sharp turns will sever

the spinal cord completely,
but we need to move quickly.

The swelling's moving
up his body and around his lungs

and he won't be able to breathe.

113, it's gonna be
a high-angle rescue.

Let's prep the ladder
and the Stokes basket.

Copy that.

Hey, you ready for this?

Okay, let's try to pack it as
close to his neck as possible.

Sorry, Pablo,
this is gonna be cold.

I can't feel anything,

and it's getting
harder to breathe.

Don't worry, we got you.
We're gonna get you down soon.

- Alright, Cap, we're ready.
- Copy that.

Firefighter Yu, be in position.

-Here they come.
-We're in position.

Alright, guys,
on my call. Ready?

Three, two, one, lift.

There you go. Good job.
Just like that. You got it, Tay.

Keep it going. Keep it going.

Just keep looking at me, Pablo.
Keep looking at me.

This is what I get
for being a sellout.

This is not on you.
It's on your boss.

No, this is on me.

I knew this job was gross,
but I did it anyway.

All I ever wanted to do
was make art.

Now I may never get to again.

Pablo?

Hey, hey! Pablo!

Cap, you're gonna need
to bring us down faster.

-He stopped breathing.
-Okay, we gotta double-time.

We gotta double-time!

-Stick with me, Pablo.
-Be ready, Yu.

I'm gonna have to intubate him
as soon as we land.

We gotta go!

Alright, here she comes.

There we go!

Got it!

Laryngoscope.

He needs O2.

I know.

Taylor, what's wrong?

I can't get it. It's too tight.

Can't move his neck and I don't
wanna perforate the esophagus.

God, I wish Rox were here.

You got this, Tay.

You can do it.

Thanks, Cap.

I'm in. Okay.

-Tube.
-Good work.

Alright. It's in.
Let's bag him.

Come on, Pablo, wake up.

Wake up.

Okay, he's back.
Set for travel.

You got it.

See, Pablo,
I told you we got you.

Let's begin the hearing.
First witness, please.

Dr. Alba,
can you paint a picture for me

of what you saw when you entered
the premises on the call?

Celeste was home alone,
in obvious distress,

complaining of
severe abdominal pain.

Did she tell you
what happened?

Yes.

Can you share
it with the court?

She had inserted a potato
into her vagina

as a prophylactic.

She begged me to remove it

instead of take her
to the hospital.

She said her parents
would kill her.

And did you ask her
if she was 18?

- Yes.
- And what did she say?

She never
answered the question

because she was
in too much pain.

You never
answered on purpose.

Isn't that correct, Celeste?

No.

I just wanted it out.
It hurt so bad.

Because you knew that
your parents would be mad.

Because they'd find out
that you were sexually active.

Isn't that right?

Can we take a break?

I don't feel very good.

You know who doesn't
feel very good?

The woman whose life
could be ruined

trying to save yours.

She's just a kid.

Does she really
have to grill her like that?

Don't worry.

You're gonna get
your turn soon enough.

You have a god complex,
don't you?

I don't think so, no.

Well, it's safe to say
you have a habit

of going beyond the scope
of a normal paramedic, isn't it?

You'll have to be more specific.

Okay. Okay.

Is it true you recently
went up 130 feet in the air

in a rescue basket
during a lightning storm?

- That was on my orders.
- True.

But did you order her to tear
out the mayor's pacemaker?

Or perform open-heart surgery

in the back of a moving
ambulance?

Well, technically,
the ambulance wasn't moving.

- We pulled over.
- Right.

Your Honor should know

she didn't lose
any of these patients.

Her record is flawless.

Actually, that's not true.

Do you know
who this woman is?

Yes.

Anjelica Rojas.

Yeah, well, I assumed
you'd remember her

since she died on your watch,
didn't she?

Objection.

I've never seen
an Anjelica Rojas

in any of the NFD records.

That's 'cause
she's not from Nashville.

She's from the Bronx,

where Dr. Alba treated her
at Saint John Xavier Hospital.

She was 33 years old.
Two young kids.

Came in complaining
of a headache.

You diagnosed it
as a sinus infection

and sent her home
with antibiotics and ibuprofen.

That's correct.

She died of an aneurysm
three hours later.

One that could have been
prevented had you been

paying better attention.

-That's right.
-So, what happened?

I was so focused
on the insurance forms

I had to fill out
for the hospital,

that I missed the signs.

And then you
moved to Nashville

to become a paramedic
shortly thereafter

for a new beginning,
I presume.

And to start focusing
on patients

more than computer screens.

I get it, yeah.

Judging by the surprised look
on your captain's face,

I take it you never
disclosed this information

to anyone in the department?

No.

I can tell losing Anjelica
still haunts you.

Is it fair to say
you still feel regret?

Every single day.

And you'd do anything to avoid
feeling that way ever again.

Yes.

-You'd do anything
to help someone.
-Yes.

So, you would have saved
Celeste's life no matter what.

-Yes.
-Whether she was a minor or not.

You're damn right I would have.

I think we're done.

Thank you.

Rox? Rox?
What-what the hell was that?

She asked you if you had
any skeletons in your past.

And if I had told you,
what good would it have done?

We would have
gotten ahead of it.

We would have owned it.
We would have told your story.

Now that judge is gonna
come outta deliberations,

he's gonna
throw the book at you.

I warned you
what would happen

if you weren't truthful.

You better have
a damn good attorney--

-Excuse me.
-Rox, what are you...

Celeste? Are you okay?

I noticed you looked
uncomfortable in there.

Sweetie, if something hurts,
you need to say so.

- It's my side.
- Which side?

Are you kidding me right now?
Get away from my daughter.

I'm gonna get
an officer of the court.

Rox, everything okay?

-Cap, it's serious.
-I'll get an ambulance.

Which side?

You need to tell me.
It's okay.

Right there.

Get your hands
off of my daughter!

- We're gonna sue you!
- Ma'am.

You care about your daughter,
you let her do her work.

Oh, God!

-It hurts so bad.
-Celeste, what is wrong, baby?

Celeste, this is important.

You need to be honest, okay?

Your life depends on it.

When was your last period?

Eight weeks.

-Eight weeks?
-She's pregnant.

-I think this is
ectopic pregnancy.
-What is that?

It's when a fertilized egg
implants outside the uterus.

And I suspect
she's bleeding internally.

We need to get her
to a hospital now.

Ambulance is on the way.
We gotta get her downstairs.

-Grab your daughter.
-Come on, babe.

It's okay.

- It's okay.
- It's gonna be alright.

Hey, Sam.
Thanks for coming out.

Yeah, I got your text.
What's going on?

Have you heard anything
about a girl

that came in
with an ectopic pregnancy?

Um, have you ever heard
of HIPAA laws?

I can't discuss
specific patients.

I know we're
a little out of bounds here.

It's just that Rox went
to the wall to save this kid.

Yeah, I just
burned my career down.

So, I'm hoping
it wasn't in vain.

Oh, I'm... sorry to hear that.

But nobody's even asked me
about my day today.

What?

You should really ask me
about my day.

Sam, how's your day going?

Much better now.

My, uh, my colleague just
saved a young woman's life

thanks to a quick-thinking
good Samaritan.

And if they would have
come in any later,

it would have been
a different story.

Thank you, Sam.

I should get back to work.

Thanks.

You hear that?

It wasn't in vain.

Look, I'm sorry
for never telling you

about what happened
in New York.

Why didn't you?

I didn't want you
to look at me the way I do.

How is that?

A mommy killer.

I orphaned two little kids

because I couldn't pay attention
for five minutes.

I still feel
so much shame over it.

You know, it's funny.

A good friend of mine
recently helped me

with a pretty
nasty case of shame.

- Is that right?
- Mm-hmm.

One of the things
she taught me was that

shame is a dangerous emotion.

It can lie to you.

And if you keep it to yourself,
you start to believe those lies.

Except in my case,
it's all true.

You say you're
a mommy killer. I...

I've seen you save
more moms than I can count.

And dads and grandpas
and wives and kittens.

I know you came down here
for redemption, Rox.

Not that,
not that you needed it,

but, uh...

you made good.

Well, I'm glad...

'cause I'm pretty sure my days
of saving people are over.

Hey.

City Attorney's office.

This is Captain Hart.

Is that so?

Okay, I'll let her know.

Judge throwing the book at me?

He never finished deliberating.

Celeste's family
just informed the city

that they're
dropping their suit.

So, I'm in the clear?

Looks like you got
a lot more lives to save.

Come here.

Your 9:13.

Good morning,
my lovelies.

- Hi, Victoria.
- Ah.

Grab a can, I had David
pick some up for inspo.

They're delicious.

So he tells me.
I'm off aspartame.

-Taylor, do you know
what I'm looking at?
-Hmm?

I am looking at a person
whose life's about change.

I certainly feel like that.

Well, don't be nervous,
but I've decided

that that is where
your gold record is going.

After we cut your debut al-bam.

-Victoria--
-But first, we need

to make the people
at HydroSculpt very happy.

They have decided
that they want the ad

to run at
the Kids' Choice Awards,

so we need to deliver ASAP.

Victoria.

I need to tell you something.

Working with you
is literally a dream come true.

Yes, of course it is, darling.

I can't record the jingle today.

Oh, no. Is it your voice?

-Oh, honey, don't worry
about that. We have tea.
-No. No!

David, can you bring us
some teas and some steroids?

Victoria, I...

It's not that
I can't sing it today, I...

I can't... sing it ever.

I, I was on a call,
and I met an artist.

He was putting up a mural...

It was an ad for a strip club.

...when he got hurt.

And I'll never forget
the look in his eyes

when he thought that
that was the last thing

that he'd ever work on.

Is this your way
of calling me a sellout?

No, of course not.
It's just...

It's just that I would be one

if I did something
I don't believe in.

Okay, well, why did you
come down here, then?

Because I respect you.

And I hope to God that
you have me back one day

to record that gold record.

We both know
she has the talent.

I gotta commend you, Taylor.
Callie's right.

You have world-class talent.

And courage like
I've never seen in my life.

No wonder you're a firefighter.

Thank you, Victoria.
That means a lot.

But most firefighters
are smart enough

not to burn down
their own careers.

Yes, you have talent,
but it's Nashville.

Everyone has talent.
Not everyone has me.

And you come into my studio
and you humiliate me?

Well, that was never
my intention.

And then you have the gall
to ask me for a gold record?

I want you to know that
I will make it my mission

to use my immense power

to make sure that you
never sing in this town again.

Now get out of my studio.

Thank you for your time.

Hey, don't listen to her.

Did I just make
the worst mistake of my life?

No, honey, you didn't.

What if she makes it
so I never sing again?

Knowing Victoria, she's gonna
forget about it by lunch.

And you are gonna sing again.
In about an hour.

What... What are you
talking about?

I figured something
like this might happen,

so I booked you a gig.

It's at the perfect venue.
They're gonna love you.

Well, I'm, I'm gonna
have to get a guitar.

Oh, it's Nashville.
They're gonna have one there.

Okay.