All language subtitles for 9-1-1 Nashville 01x10 Let It R I P [2026-01-29 21-00] uswabc HQ

Listen up! The big day is almost here,
so I need each one of you to lock in.

Got no chance, chumps.

Yeah, we'll see who's laughing when I
put this biscuit in the basket, Doc.

Three, two...

I'm so sorry.

I'm out of control.

Are you okay?

Blue!

Blue, this is good.

You're the missing piece.

I am?

Yes.

We've been getting our butts kicked by
the cops the last two years. It's about

time we gave them the beat down they so
richly deserve.

Isn't this game for charity?

I mean, it's for a good cause, but that
don't mean we don't want to put the hurt

on them. And now that we have an
enforcer...

We will.

What's the matter if I can't skate worth
a lick? What are you talking about,

dude? You're a regular looking... We can
work on that.

Good news is you'll have until next year
to do it.

What? Why?

Chief just called. Because the game is
being played in district for us

He would like the 113 to remain on duty
during the game.

So we're getting punished because it's
in our backyard?

Ray, I seriously smell a conspiracy.

Well, don't worry about it.

You'll get it next year.

Whoa. Huh?

I'm fair. I wasn't ready.

You're a part of the 113. You need to
always be ready. Ryan, get your brother

up. I want him doing figure eights in
the apparatus bay until lunchtime.

She said we didn't have another game for
a year.

Well, I also said you need to be ready.

Come on. You heard the man.

Just hold on to me. We'll get you where
you need to go. That's going to be a

project.

Well, that's... sucks.

Yeah, you know what sucks even worse?

Department quarterly reports due at the
end of the week. No.

Already? I'm up to my elbows. That
reminds me.

I need your equipment and expense
record. Yep.

Just let me know if there's anything I
can do to take the load off.

Appreciate that.

But it all has to go through me.

High cost of being the boss.

Hello?

Cap, you all right?

Yeah.

It's a telemarketer.

9 -1 -1, what's your emergency?

That moron Willie just stole one of my
scissor lips.

I'm not drunk.

I'm just drinking.

I'm not stoned.

I'm just thinking, thinking about the
way that you're doing me, thinking about

what you'd be.

Off the road.

Go around.

Off the road. This is where she goes.

Sir, please step off the lift.

I will do no such thing.

I have as much drive to be driving this
vehicle as anybody else on the road. You

don't, actually, because it's not your
vehicle. Your employer just reported it

stolen, and I'd like to give you a
sobriety test because you appear to be

intoxicated. Well, looks can be
deceiving.

And my employer just replaced me with a
robot so he can kiss my newly unemployed

ass. If you don't want to add any new
charges, I suggest you turn the engine

and step down now.

I'll be forced to remove you.

I'd like to see you try.

Have it your way.

Uh -oh, too slow.

Sir, do you really want to do this out
here in front of all these people? There

are children watching.

You're right, I don't.

Sorry, officer.

found the jester of titan's way he's 30
feet up at leap hey who wants to see me

get the ladder up there rocks crowd

control blue taylor inflate that cushion
come on up here to the unemployment

zone all right folks i need you to stand
back stand back

captain hart officer good to see you

talk him down, but I wasn't sure if you
wanted to go up and get him before he

falls.

Nope.

What are you going to do?

Huh? We're not going to need to.

I'll get to try the Bennings family
chicken and dumplings.

Mama didn't give me her voice, but she
did pass down the next best thing, this

recipe. I will be the judge of that.

You will? Mm -hmm. All right.

Mm.

Mama thought you were right.

We should get Coppin on this.

Yeah, I don't think he's in a sampling
mode.

Yeah, he's working on those quarterlies.
Lord knows he hates paperwork.

True. Last fall, He was a walking
migraine.

Still, I don't remember him ever working
with the door closed.

Hey, you got a little.

I got it.

Hold still.

Thank you.

That was delicious.

You just wait till lunch.

Got a little something extra for you.

I'm going to go touch up.

You do that.

I will.

No.

No. No what? Just no.

He's really going to make us say it. I
don't know what y 'all are talking

You are fishing off the company pier, my
friend.

You're making goo -goo eyes at Taylor.

Y 'all can see that?

A blind man riding a horse backwards
could see it, Blue.

Okay, it's true.

But since the moment I met her, I knew
there was something special about her,

you guys.

Oh, God.

Is it illegal to be interested in your
co -worker?

No, it's not illegal.

It's a bad idea.

You're one mixed signal away from an HR
nightmare.

And you have worked so hard to get where
you are.

You want to risk that?

Look, I'm telling you this as your
lieutenant.

But also as your big brother, man, you
got to shut this down before somebody

gets hurt, okay?

Yeah, I've seen it happen too many
times.

You're right.

I'll shut it down.

My wife was so type A.

Ashley loved her to -do lists.

She would literally put everything on
there, like brush your teeth, write a

brief, do yoga, do a little, you know
what?

No, she did not. Hey, my kind of gal.

Trust me.

She finished that list in the morning. I
know exactly how good my evening was

going to be.

It had to be on the list, though.

It had to be on the list.

Oh, man. I used to tease her about it
all the time. And she would just say

there's no better way to kick off the
day than feeling like you accomplished

something.

So, after the accident, I was, you know,
I

couldn't get out of bed for weeks.

And then one day I just... I had the
idea to make my own to -do list.

It had exactly one line item on it.

Make a to -do list. But at least I'd
accomplished something.

Next day, added an item.

Get out of bed.

And then just kind of grew from there.
And now...

Thanks to Ashley and her list.

Here I am today, leading this group.

Some of you may have noticed a new face
with us.

I want you all to welcome my friend,
Cammie.

Hi, Cammie.

Cammie and I met just trying to save
Nashville from the cyberpocalypse. No

deal.

Well, thank you for having me, Agent
Turner.

It's just Nick here.

Hi, Kami. You want to tell us a little
about yourself?

Oh, I lost my husband,

Mark, three years ago.

I've never done anything like this, so I
don't have a pithy story planned. I

don't talk about this much with other
people.

But that's why you're here, right? So
you can.

Maybe start with something you miss
about him.

Oh.

Drawing a blank. Why am I drawing a
blank? Just anything. There's no wrong

answers.

What'd y 'all like doing most together?

I guess I miss just sitting on the couch
together.

Watching TV and being, you know,
intimate.

Now we're talking.

Right to the good stuff. I love it. Lay
it on us, girl. No, I didn't mean it

like that.

But you didn't not mean it like that.
You know what? I

think I need a break.

Hold on. I got it.

Tammy, hold on.

This is a mistake.

No, look, hey, that's my bad for putting
you on the spot to speak like that. I'm

sorry. Well, that's the whole point,
right? It is, but I know we can all be a

little much, especially Archie. Yeah.

I promise you everybody in that room is
good people.

I don't doubt it. It's just, this isn't
what I expected.

Well, what'd you expect?

You know, I don't know, a grief group,
not a roast?

Well, I think you find it's hard to tell
the difference sometimes.

I just don't feel comfortable laughing
about my late husband in front of a room

full of strangers.

Well, they won't be strangers for long,
not if you come back inside.

Look, Kami, I know it's uncomfortable at
first, but there's a reason they say

laughter's the best medicine.

There's nothing like it to help you let
go.

That's the thing.

Bye, Agent Turner.

Bye, Cammie.

And it's just... just Nick here.

Goodbye, Nick.

Oh, hi, Taylor.

Hey, B.

Looking up quite a foot there.

I can towel it off for you.

Oh, no, I was just going to ask if you
wanted me to spot you.

Oh, no, I'd never put you in that
position.

Or any position.

I want the bench.

It's yours.

Well, I was going to do some flies, but
you're in the middle of your set.

Oh, it's all good.

I'll just do you after.

Do it after you.

I am so sorry. That was like one of
those Freudian slips.

You know what a Freudian slip is?

No, wait.

Like a slip of the tongue.

Which I also never realized sounded very
inappropriate, and I do apologize.

You know what?

I'm just going to leave you to your
workout.

Good day. Good day. Blue, are you
feeling all right?

Yeah, I feel weird.

Really? Am I?

To be honest, lately I've been feeling
this massive buildup of lactic acid.

Lactic acid.

Mm -hmm. Yeah, it can happen.

Some diabetic ketoacidosis.

Which, now that I think about it, can
actually be life -threatening, so...

I better go take my glucose reading.

Yeah, check it on your phone.

Totally. All right.

88.

So, normal.

Which is good, because you know Mama
gets very ornery when I let it spike.

How is she, by the way?

Hey, Mama.

She's good.

She's about to have her surgery.

Good? Yeah. I was worried about her. Her
voice is incredible.

Last night, I went down the hall of all
of her YouTube videos.

No kidding.

That acoustic set at the Bluebird Cafe
that Keith and I went is everything.

Bluebird's always been Mom's favorite.
Really? Why do you think she named me

Blue? Oh, okay.

Can you believe I've never been?

That is crazy. You gotta go.

I guess part of me was just waiting for
the right occasion.

Would you maybe think about going
sometime?

You mean with you?

Yeah.

Just to be clear.

For record -keeping purposes, are you
asking if I would like to go to the

Bluebird with you?

I mean, don't go expecting an invitation
on card stock, but... Yeah.

Yeah, I would love to. So, it's
happening.

It's happening.

I'll see you later.

Sorry you missed me. I'm the worst.

Hey, babe.

I owe you an apology.

I went to that grief group I told you
about, and the leader asked me what I

missed about you, and I drew a complete
blank.

Don't be mad.

It must have been stage fright, because
I promise there is no shortage of things

I miss about you.

your smile.

I miss the smell of your hair.

I miss the way you rubbed my feet at
night when they were cold.

Just your hands touching me, holding me.

How could I let any of that go?

And how can I share that with a room
full of strangers?

How is all of you, Mark?

Okay. Do you think I'm ready?

Pull.

Pull.

Do you think you're ready?

You're not ready, Daisy.

No, I am. I'm ready. Pull. Your mouth is
saying ready, but your posture tells me

otherwise. What is wrong with my
posture?

Head shoots, feet narrow, shoulders
hunched. I mean, it's a classic neat

You can see her over there.

Nice wide base.

Head up, chest out, shoulders back.

That's what you call a superwoman pose.
That's where we want to be.

Well, I've always been a marble girl, so
can we please just pull?

Are you asking?

Or telling?

If you don't own your space, that
pigeon's going to sail right past you.

Well, you do know everything.

Is there something you want to say to
me, Daisy?

passed you over at Dyson Drafts. What
reason did she give you?

That I didn't have enough main character
energy to be head wench. Right.

And we both know you deserved it.

I only wish you believed in yourself as
much as I believe in you.

And if I could teach you anything today,
it's that trap shooting isn't just trap

shooting. It's a metaphor for life.

You need to own your own space and have
the guts to say what's wrong. I told

you, nothing is wrong. I just want to
shoot some...

Thank God you're a lousy shot.

911, what's your emergency?

I just shot my boyfriend in the face.

Hey, Zanglin.

Hey, Boo.

Who's Captain R?

All about the station, doing paperwork.

What do we got?

He's Jerry, she's Daisy. Seems like a
domestic, but we'll say it's an

Jerry, help us here. I think there's
something wrong with my eye.

I'm going to take care of you.

How's your pain?

Not great.

Say, push 10 mils of morphine. Can you
cover your left eye and tell me what you

see?

Nothing. It's just inky black.

How bad is it? It's bad, right?

It looks like orbital compartment
syndrome.

Good news is, there's no glow puncture.
That means the eye is still intact.

Why can't you see?

Well, the bulging tells me that there's
pressure on the eye from behind.

Hematoma. Buildup of blood.

And if it keeps swelling, he could lose
his eyesight for good.

Is there anything that you can do?

Yeah, but it's going to be unpleasant.

Say, let's prep him for a lateral
cathodomy. Here, it's our only chance to

his vision.

All right, light poke here, Jerry.

Okay, trust me, buddy, you do not want
to move.

This should numb it.

I'm going to make a small cut to the
ligament around the eye, which will

the blood trap back there to be
released, okay? Just take a deep breath.

Okay, can you see anything out of that
eye yet?

It's still dark.

I'm going to have to cut a bit more.

I'm so sorry I hurt you, Jared.

I'm sorry.

This is what happens when you don't
speak your truth. People get shot in the

face.

Cutting the inferior crew.

Okay, pressure releasing.

How many fingers, Jerry?

Three.

All right, he was once blind, but now he
sees.

All right, let's package him for travel.
All right. Tay, can you collect the

biohazard trash?

It's easy.

You can ride with us.

Help Taylor with the cleanup. Doc, great
work. I'll see you back at the station.

Yeah.

How do you feel, Daisy?

See why you need to work on owning your
space?

You were right.

I think I'm finally ready to take the
next step.

To getting married?

To break up with you.

Oh.

Nothing like a modern -day romance.

Thank God I'm not single.

See you tonight, boo.

Bye, baby.

See you later, blue.

See ya.

You're the famous blue.

Heard a lot about you, man.

You two seem close.

I would hope so.

We live together.

Why? This is meant to be a friendly game
to raise money for muscular dystrophy.

I know we do, but it doesn't mean we
can't whoop the PD's butts while we're

doing it.

And with 113 on shift today, I meant to
hold on that we'd represent.

Well, technically, as a dispatcher, I'm
supposed to be neutral.

Yeah, that's my girl.

Cheers. Cheers.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, why? What do you look like?

You know, I am kind of spun up today.

Did I tell you that I got invited to a
brief group?

No. No, you didn't. Invited by who?

This guy.

A guy?

Don't worry about the guy.

If you must know, it was the FBI agent
who investigated the cyber attack.

Oh, was he cute?

Again, the guy is not to point here,
okay? Yeah, no, he was cute. Okay, all

right, go on. Continue, continue.

Anyway, I went.

And? Debacle.

Oh, no.

I can imagine that would get real heavy
real quick.

Oh, no, it was the opposite.

Most of the time, they were laughing
their asses off.

Really? Yeah.

This guy said that laughter is a way of
letting go, but it felt more like comedy

club than grief group.

Oh, well, you know what?

You could use some more laughs in your
life, Kim. It's time to start letting

I've let go of plenty. I sent my kids to
college.

I switched careers.

You still leave Mark voicemails.

You don't know what it's like.

I lost him too, you know.

Mark was your husband, but he was my big
brother.

You don't think I think about him every
day?

You're right.

You don't mean to hoard the grief.

I know you don't, honey.

But, as your best friend, I feel
obligated to tell you something that I

think you want to hear.

Mark's dead.

And you're not.

Oh, damn it. All the hell.

What's wrong?

O'Malley just texted.

Cops beat a six to two.

Cap's not going to be happy about that
one. It's a good thing he sold up in his

office. I'm never going to hear the end
of it from Jalen.

Like when you get home tonight?

Yeah, he's relentless.

He seems like a good guy, though.

He's the best.

Oh, how long have you two known each
other?

Two. Going on three years now.

Sam is back from our academy day. He's
been attached to the hip -hugging band.

That's a little bit more information
than I needed.

What's that supposed to mean?

I don't know what it means. I was just
saying he was very happy to see you.

I think it's one of your mama's old
recipes I'm excited to try.

It's not. This one's from her ex,
Boogie.

Lunch is up!

I'll get Kat.

Don't bother. He said he didn't want to
be disturbed.

That's weird.

Brother's still grinding on those
quarterlies.

I'll just grab him a plate of... What is
that exactly?

Boogie's surprise.

What's going on, Rox?

Pray to have that in your cap.

I just heard the cops beat a 6 -2.

Oh, that's too bad.

Here at the, you need a blue tuna
casserole to cheer you up.

I don't think that's going to cheer
anybody up. I tell them I'm going to

their lunch, so unless there's anything
else, I... I'll be honest, I've been

noticing a couple red flags, Cap.

Red flags with who?

With you.

In all the years I've worked here,
you've never once not showed up for a

meal.

Even when you weren't eating.

Rock, I'm on a bit of a deadline, so
what exactly are you worried about?

I noticed your hands looked shaky
yesterday.

You were flush, breathing rapidly.

Irritable. Irritable?

Those could all be signs of PTSD.

Do you think I have PTSD?

Do you?

Your hands started to quake and you got
all clammy when you pushed that call

yesterday.

If I didn't know any better, I'd say it
looked like a trigger.

Is that really a telemarketer calling
you?

Again, I appreciate your concern, but
frankly, it's none of your business.

Understood, sir.

Do you want the door open? Closed,
please.

Anderson looks like he could smell blood
in the mound.

Here comes the wind -up.

Ramirez hacks at the pitch and drops
down to 0 -2.

It's been a tough day for him.

Come on, Ramirez!

Don't chase it!

I can't believe he's going to strike out
on his last at -bat with the

Mockingbirds. Ramirez is leaving?

Mm -hmm. Oh, no.

He's your favorite.

Well, he's getting called up to the
majors.

All I wanted for my birthday was for him
to get a hit.

Mm -hmm.

Honey?

I didn't put that kind of pressure on
it.

And here comes the pitch.

Ramirez with a swing and a deep drive to
right field.

David's coming this way. I got it.
David's coming this way. I got it. Way

I got it.

Your ball? That's my son's ball. Your
son's ball? Yeah, it's his birthday.

Then take him to get a present at the
teen store. We got it first.

It's not fair.

Quit your whining, you spoiled brat.

Hey! Hey, would you stop that? You're
acting crazy, man. Don't call me crazy.

Let go. You let go.

911,

what's your emergency?

This guy's acting crazy. I'm trying to
video call you so that there's evidence

of the theft.

Uh, where are you, ma 'am, and what
theft are we talking about here?

First Horizon...

This is about a baseball?

I'm telling you, this guy's a psycho.

Ma 'am, do me a favor. Turn the screen
towards them so they can see me.

Please, you let it go.

Hi, guys. Hi. Hi, there. Hi, I'm Tammy.
I'm a 911 operator.

Listen, we're all too grown to be
fighting over a ball, okay?

It's not just any ball. It's a home -run
ball. But my boy's favorite player on

his birthday and in the snutshocks
claiming he had a divine right to it.

he's landed in seat 24. That's my wife's
seat. He's flying. Nobody's...

All these years we've been coming here,
she never got a ball.

All right, so let go.

No, you let go.

Let go.

All right, listen.

It sounds like you both have really good
reasons to want the ball, but neither's

worth going to jail.

I see the police are on their way from
right field, so there's still time to

resolve this like adults.

Well, I don't care.

Bear is bear. Come on, bear.

That belongs to my son.

Better call an ambulance.

Yep, already on it.

Hey,

it's Mark. Sorry you missed me. I'm the
worst.

Hey, babe. You would never believe the
call I took today.

This guy got in a fight with a little
boy's dad over a home run ball at a

I tried to talk him out of it, but he
wouldn't let go.

Anyway, he fell over the wall. and he
broke his tailbone, but it could have

so much worse. He could have died.

If I don't start letting go, what's
going to become of me?

Hey, dude.

Hey.

Good night, Brian.

You, uh, want to grab a beer?

No, I think I'm just going to head home.

You're good, though, yeah?

You look a little blue, blue.

I'm fine.

Just remind me to always listen to my
big brother.

Can do.

Hey, Reed.

Hi, Taylor.

I love the fit.

Thank you.

Yours is nice, too.

Nice.

What every girl aspires to.

Well, good night.

Night.

Did I do something to offend you?

What? No.

Okay, then what's with the chilly vibes?

Look, you didn't do anything wrong.

I have a confession.

But I want you to know if it makes you
feel in any way unsafe, we can reach out

to an FD sensitivity specialist.

I have done open mics at Tootsies.
There's nothing that you could do to

feel unsafe.

What's up?

This is awkward.

But I've developed feelings for you.

Feelings beyond a professional capacity.

Oh, boy.

You've just been so kind to me since the
moment I got here.

Having my back, showing me the ropes.

You are so talented and funny and
beautiful.

Boy, you're going to make me blush.

You do know it's a terrible idea to woo
your co -workers.

I know.

I'm not wooing.

Brian rocked for me already. It's a
quick way to land an HR jail.

Mixed signals and misunderstandings
happen all the time in the workplace.

They do happen, yes.

And that's exactly what happened to me.

But I want you to know that...

This is the last time you'll hear it.

Because after this moment, I'm going to
squash those feelings.

Okay.

Well, thank you for your honesty.

That took a lot of guts.

Thank you for saying that.

And thank you for being so classy about
it.

I feel so much better.

And for the record, I'd still love to go
to the Bluebird with you as friends.

If you want, yeah.

I do. We should totally invite Jay with
us.

We can.

I don't know if he'd want to, though.

He doesn't like live music?

He does.

Just, he likes to spend his nights off
with his boyfriend.

His boyfriend?

Mm -hmm.

How's y 'all ever together?

Well, we live together.

Renting Nashville's crazy expensive, but
he's like my brother.

Oh, my God.

I really stepped into this town, didn't
I?

You did.

It's okay.

I feel the same way about you.

So, you know, let it rip.

Wait, what?

Good night, B.

I thought you said it was a bad idea to
date co -workers. A terrible one.

What have you done?

You know, I may have to take you up on
that beer after all.

I didn't realize you were still here.
Yeah, come on in. I'm just finishing up

the last report on individual training
hours.

Blue really racked him up this quarter.
He may have set a new department record.

Not surprised.

And with that signature, I'm officially
free of paperwork for the next three

months. Congratulations.

Hope you're going somewhere fun to
celebrate.

Just a nice whiskey at home. Put my feet
up.

Sounds like heaven.

Oh, uh, this came for you.

Kobe must have mixed it in with the
mail.

How much mail do we get that he could
have mixed it up?

I think he's been in a bit of a fog
lately.

Uh -huh.

No, thanks, Rock.

Why don't you get out of here, all
right?

And have a good...

Kat.

You okay?

Easy, Kat.

Easy.

You're okay.

This is embarrassing.

There's nothing to feel bad about. This
is the person not lying on the floor.

I'm assuming no cardiac event?

No. Your wavelengths were normal, but
your heart rate was off the charts.

It looks okay now.

But did anyone... I closed the door.

We'll keep this in -house, but... I have
to ask, do you have any history of

panic attacks?

Only one.

Kath.

By any chance, does that letter have any
connection to the person who called you

the other day?

When your hands started to shake.

It's from the man who killed my family.

Do you know what he wants?

He wants to talk.

I've been with a lot of women in the 27
years since Betty passed.

But to this day, not one of them could
hold a candle to my Betty.

The thing she could do.

All right.

We get it, Archie. She was limber.

Thanks, Arch, for that heartfelt and
very expansive account.

Cammy. Hi.

It's so good to see you.

Sorry we're late.

No, it's all right. It's all right.

This is my sister -in -law, Blythe.
Hello.

Welcome. Welcome.

Yeah, please. Please.

Come on in.

I knew he was going to be cute. Shut up.

Okay.

Who wants to share next?

I'll go.

Really? Okay.

You want to tell us what brought you
back here tonight?

Well, I was sitting down to dinner,
leaving my husband a voicemail.

I do that.

Well, at least I used to.

I canceled his service tonight after
three years.

I'm so proud of you.

Wow. What gave you the courage to do
that?

Let's call it a nudge from a friend.

Mark wouldn't want me sitting home alone
talking to myself in an empty house.

And just because he's not here to listen
anymore doesn't mean that

others aren't ready to.

That's right.

That's what we do. We're here for you,
baby.

Nick. Last time you asked me what I miss
doing most with my husband.

Oh, we remember.

And it wasn't that.

Although, I must say, that was always
outstanding.

Oh, lordy. Okay, that's too much
information, Kenny. He was your brother.

Anyway, what I miss doing most, by far,
is laughing.

And, um, so I wanted to tell you my
favorite story about him.

This is the Peabody? Yeah.

Okay, so we went to the Peabody Hotel
for our babymoon. I was up to here with

our first.

And you know how they have all those
ducks in the lobby?

Well, they must have escaped because we
were outside the first night.

And we see this mama duckling trying to
get her little ducklings across the

road. But cars are just whizzing past.
Nobody sees them.

So Mark goes running out into the middle
of traffic, waving his arms and trying

to get them to stop.

I swear, I thought he was going to be a
widow that very night.

But Mark, being Mark, he pulls it off.

Just as he gets the last little duckling
across.

Here comes the mama duck waddling up to
him.

And he just leans down. Now, Mark had a
really special connection with animals,

you know.

And he leans down and he gazes into her
eyes and he says, You're welcome, Mama.

Just bid him right where the sun don't
shine.

Just fast as a cobra.

Mark just goes down.