All language subtitles for 9-1-1.Nashville.S01E16.WEB

You're not peeking, are you?

-No, I'm not peeking.
-He's peeking.

Alright, Blue, open 'em up.

- So?
- What?

- That's for me?
- Yes.

- Yep.
- Do you like it?

Like it? I love it.

A '66 Mustang,
just like the one I had?

But I can't accept this.

- Oh, come on.
- Huh?

-They can afford it.
-Ryan.

Hey, look, you sacrificed
your own car,

and almost your life,
to keep Nashville safe.

-You, you earned it.
-Yeah.

We were gonna
get you a new one--

But nothing felt right.

And I know how much
you liked the old one.

- I did.
- Yeah.

So, your daddy searched
all over the state

- for the exact same model.
- Mm-hmm.

Yep. This baby was waiting
for you in Memphis.

It is in mint condition.

Well, almost.

I can't believe you went
through all that trouble.

Aw. Happy birthday, Blue.

-Aw. Happy birthday, Blue!
-Oh, thank you.

-Happy birthday!
-Happy birthday!

-Happy birthday!
-Come on, brother.

Come on now,
let's get this party started!

Taylor, do you want
some more Prosecco?

Oh, why, yes, I do,
thank you.

Yes. There we go.

- Yes.
- 'Kay.

-Thanks, Mom.
-Yes, you're quite welcome.

Sam?

Oh, um...
I'm actually-- I'm okay.

What? Since when?
You love Prosecco.

Oh, just, uh, since--
I've just been--

It's been giving me indigestion.

Oh.

- Alright. Rox, refill?
- Oh, yeah.

- How are you doing?
- Good.

Thanks, Blythe.

Okay. So who's
got you all giggly?

I am not giggly.

It's just this dumb thing
Elena texted.

-Oh!
-Oh.

Wait. Are you texting
with GlowUpByElena?

What are you texting about?

Yeah, Rox,
what are you texting about?

So, Elena says
that Mama's Hot Chicken

has hotter wings
than Fiery Frank's,

-which is obviously not true--
-No.

That's absurd.
Frank's uses ghost peppers.

We've Literally had
9-1-1 calls about that.

Thank you.
That's what I told her.

Now she's daring me
to a taste-off.

Um, you know
what that sounds like.

A date. Mm.

It's not a date.

Hmm...

The two of you are arranging

a time to eat together
at an off-site location.

First of all,
I'm not even gonna do it.

And second...
it's just chicken.

Mm-hmm.

It is just chicken.

Well, somebody
most definitely is. Ba-kawk.

Roxie's got a date.

Oh, my God.

You know,
this is sugar free, right?

Yeah.
Just not hungry, I guess.

Well, would you want a drink?

I mean, the bartender can make

some really great
low-sugar cocktails.

I am okay.

And thank you guys, again,
for all this.

- And for the car.
- Of course, of course.

But, uh, you,
you sure you're okay?

Yeah, I'm great.

Because, you know
it's okay if you're not. It's--

-Yeah.
-This is your party.

I just haven't heard
from Mama all day.

Ah. She's angry
you did it here.

You could say that.

She, uh, she kinda
kicked me out of the house.

Oh, I am so sorry.
I know we drew a hard line,

but we did not intend to come
between the two of y'all.

It's not y'all's fault.

It was in the heat
of the moment

and I'm sure
she'll come around.

But I still haven't
heard from her.

And it's the first time she
hasn't called me on my birthday.

That breaks my heart, honey.

But, you know what?
If you wanna talk to her...

the phone works both ways.

...which is ridiculous
because Elena totally likes her.

And if it's a planned meal,
then it is, in fact, a date.

You okay, B?

Yeah, I just got
a fully restored '66 Mustang.

What is there to complain about?

I know that you're hurt that
your mama didn't call you back.

And it's okay to be sad
on your own birthday.

I'm not sad. I'm mad.

And you have
every reason to be.

How petty is she?

That the second I don't
do exactly what she asked,

she throws me out
to the curb like garbage?

Who does that?

I'm not gonna lie,
it is messed up.

I mean, what if
I had an emergency?

Would she even know?
Would she even care?

-I'm sure she would.
-I'm not.

She hasn't
even answered my texts

about when to go back
to the house and grab my stuff.

She's leaving me on read,
her own son.

Why don't you let me
take care of it?

I can reach out to her.

That's not your problem.

It comes with the territory
of being a girlfriend.

Well, thank you, baby.

I just hate how much power
she still has over me.

I can't stand
that I let her ruin today.

Mamas can cast a big shadow.

Sometimes it takes a while
to step out from under 'em.

But, today isn't over.

We can still turn it around.

Suddenly things just took
a turn for the better.

Shut up.

If you're gonna
be crashing here,

I'm gonna need a courtesy text.

I'm sorry.

-No worries.
-I'm sorry.

-Happy birthday, Blue.
-Thank you, thank you, Jalen.

Hope it's a good one.

- Thank you!
- Good Night!

Night.

I think she's dying.

Okay, sir. Take a breath.
What's your name?

Brian. Brian Williams.

My ex-wife is Vera.
Vera Hoffman.

Hi, Brian. I'm Cammie.
What's going on?

I don't know.

You don't know?

What do you mean you don't know?

I think somebody's
in Vera's house. An intruder.

Why do you say that?

I was just there.

You were
in the house with her?

But I left.

Okay. You said she's at
913 Garfield?

Uh, yes. That's right.
I'm driving back there now.

PD respond to 913 Garfield.

Be advised, possible assault
in progress of a Vera Hoffman.

Copy you, PD 267 en route.

I'll have
paramedics standing by.

Help is on the way.

So, Brian, you think
she was being attacked?

Yes! She called me
screaming like she was dying!

But I couldn't understand her,
but then she went silent.

That's why I patched you
into the call.

So you could talk to her.
So you could help her!

Are you saying
she's on this call right now?

Yes, but she's
quiet now. She's too quiet.

Vera, are you there?

Vera, is that you?

If you can hear me,
just hold on.

We're coming for you.

Dispatch,
PD 267 arriving on scene.

PD, be advised,

the attacker could
still be in the house.

Copy you, dispatch.

- Hey, Jalen.
- Dispatch said

there could be
an active assault inside.

Y'all stay here
till I clear the residence.

Okay. Good luck.

Be careful, Jay.

Police! Open the front door!

Police! Open up!

Can I help you, officer?

We got a 9-1-1 call
about an assault.

We're in the middle
of Bible study.

-This is 913 Garfield?
-Yes, sir.

There a Vera Hoffman here?

Vera's house
is down the street.

Uh, the house
with the white pillars.

Thanks. Dispatch,
we got the wrong address.

What?

We were just told Vera Hoffman

lives at 932 Garfield, not 913.

Headed there now.
We got the wrong house.

Follow me.

Brian, did you say
913 or 932?

Brian?

Shoot!

This is 932.
Y'all stay here.

Nashville PD!

Vera, are you home?

Dispatch, door is open.

267 is entering
the residence.

Copy. I'm watching
on your body cam.

We got blood.

Rescue 113,
I need you in here right now!

- Copy you, coming in!
- I'll stand guard

and keep the room secure.

Oh, God.

Ma'am, can you hear us?

- Tay, get her on the LIFEPAK.
- Yeah.

Dispatch, victim has
suffered what appear to be

multiple stab wounds
to the neck and chest,

possibly with a knife
from her own butcher block.

Oh, God.

Heart rate is 125,

BP is 53 over 25.

She's in hypovolemic shock.
She lost too much blood.

Start a line.
Run it wide open.

Inserting.

Doc, she's coming to.

Brr... Brr...

Brr...

Hey, Vera.

Hey. We're here to help.

BP's dropping.
I can't get a pulse.

Starting compressions.

Come on, Vera, stay with us.

Come on.

- Pulse check.
- Nothing.

- She's flatlining.
- Damn it!

Resuming compressions.

Come on, Vera,
wake up for me.

Mom?!
Mom, why is the door open?

Mom, what's going on?

Stay back.

Mom? Mom!

Mom!

Today was a bad one.

My worst nightmare
happened at work.

Brought back
a lot of old trauma.

We'd love for you to share.
I mean, if you're willing.

Well, a man called 9-1-1

saying that his ex-wife
was being attacked.

He was actually
on the line with her.

He patched her into the call.

Oh, my God.
So you could hear it?

Yes. I dispatched
first responders to help.

But the caller had given me
the wrong address.

To his ex-wife's house?
Shady.

Yeah, it was.

Still, it was my mistake.

How is that your mistake?

I should have verified
his address in my system

and not just taken
the caller's word for it.

If I had, maybe they would
have gotten to her in time.

Well, how bad
were the injuries?

Bad.

So, at the end of the day,

it probably wouldn't
have made a difference.

Well, we'll never know.

The idea of
that poor woman lying there

hoping for help
that arrived too late.

It just took me right back
to my husband when he choked...

and all I could do was pray
that someone would come

through that door
in time to save him.

And...

I'm sorry.

No, it's okay.

Take your time.

The woman's name was Vera.

She's survived by her sister
and her 17-year-old daughter.

I can't stop
thinking about them.

Her wake is tomorrow,

and as crazy as it sounds,
I'm thinking about going.

Why is that crazy?

I don't know,
maybe it's inappropriate.

Or maybe when they find out
that I dropped the ball,

they'll just throw me out.

Well, if one
of the paramedics

that showed up too late
for your husband

came to you to, to tell you

how sorry
they were for your loss...

what would you have done?

Probably given 'em
the biggest hug in the world.

Well, alright then.

Dixie.
Thanks for meeting me.

It's the least
I could do for the gal

my son's shacking up with.

Well, it's not shacking up.

My roommate and I
are keeping a roof over his head

'cause you kicked him out.

Cry me a river.

Blue thinks he's such
a big boy now,

but he still
sends his girlfriend
to pick up his stuff.

Can we start this over?

Why don't you have a seat?

Uh, his clothes and his
hair products are in here.

You will soon learn that he uses
more than a Texas beauty queen.

Yeah, I know.

Look... his insulin
and cartridges are in here.

Just make sure
he don't eat too much fruit,

especially pears.

You don't get to do that.

I don't get to do what?

Have it both ways.

Be his mother now and then
not even pick up his calls.

Blue made it very clear that
he didn't wanna hear from me

when he chose those blue bloods
over his own mama.

It broke my heart.

Doesn't have to be
a zero-sum game.

Oh, honey, everything
in this life is a zero-sum game.

Shouldn't be
when it comes to family.

So, what did they get my son
for his birthday, huh?

I mean, I'm sure Blythe
pulled out all the stops.

A vintage Mustang.

I-- I knew it.

I mean, I knew they'd
try to buy his love.

How am I supposed
to compete with that?

That's the point.
You're not.

As thrilled as Blue was
with the car,

he would have traded it all
for a phone call

from his mom on his birthday.

- Really?
- Yeah.

He was crushed.

Said you've never
missed a single one.

That is true.

Look, I have a shift,
so I should run.

Thanks for his stuff.

Wait.

He was really that upset?

You're not the only person
who's heartbroken, Dixie.

I thought our photo
would be on the wall by now.

I know.

But the fight's not over yet.

Yeah.

Jen, here's the doc.

Hi, Mike, Jen,
how are you feeling today?

Tense... terrified,
and filled with hope.

Well, let's focus
on that third one, okay?

You got nothing
to worry about today.

You've been taking the estrogen
and progesterone as prescribed?

- Yes.
- Great.

Well, I'm gonna start
thawing your embryo,

and I'll be back for you soon.

-Thank you, Dr. Graza.
-You're welcome.

That make you feel any better?

A little.

What if this one
doesn't take either?

This is our last embryo.

Our last chance.

Hey, hey, hey.

Whatever happens,
we go through it together, okay?

Don't think
about the future, Jen.

Like Dr. G said, we have
nothing to worry about today.

Help is on the way, ma'am.

Can you tell me the address
of the accident?

Inside Rolling Hills Fertility.

I'm sorry,
did you say inside?

Dr. Graza was in the lab

when the car crashed
through the wall.

She's pinned between the car
and the cooling tank.

Everybody else
accounted for?

- Yes.
- The driver of the car?

We pulled her out.
She seems okay.

- Taylor, check her out.
- Yeah.

- Rest of y'all, come with me.
- Hey, ma'am.

Can you tell me
exactly what happened?

It was the darndest thing.

The harder I pressed
the brake,

the faster I accelerated.

Hey, ma'am,
it's gonna be okay.

We're going to get you out.

Uh, Cap,
we got a problem.

We got liquid nitrogen
in the air!

Toxic to breathe!

Get all the civilians
outta here now!

Rox, get her some O2.

Everybody, mask up now!

Alright, we're gonna
have to evacuate.

We'll check you
out outside, okay?

Rest of y'all
come with me.

We're gonna help you, ma'am.

Tell me where it hurts.

I'm so cold.
I think my arm is frozen

and... pinned to the tank.

Blue,
in the driver's seat.

See if you can turn it on
and reverse it off her.

On it, Cap.

I'm gonna give you
10 mils of morphine.

Okay.

Ryan here is gonna get you
on the LIFEPAK

and give you some 02.

Oh, no.

What's that sound?

It's the dewar.
It's losing nitrogen.

-You gotta save 'em.
-Save who?

All the clients'
eggs and embryos

are in that dewar
behind me.

The alarm means
it's warming up.

Yeah, it looks like
it took some damage

from the crash.

What happens if that
temperature gets too high?

All those families
you passed out there,

all those people lose their
chance at becoming parents.

You need to save
those eggs now!

Hey, how do we do that?

You need to get the dewar

to the nearest clinic
as fast as possible.

Okay,
but we can't get to it

without getting you out first.

Dispatch,

we need a second unit ASAP
for medical transport.

Copy you, 113.
Headed to you now.

How long
till we can move this car?

We need to unpin her!

- Not anytime soon.
- Engine's dead!

We can't even get it
in neutral.

Maybe we can
winch it outta here.

You know what you have to do.

My arm is frozen.

You mean amputate?

The tissue's already necrotic.

It can't be saved.

But there's a chance
to save the dewar.

You can save all the embryos

if you cut me out.

Rox, she's right.

Sometimes the worst option
is the only option.

Okay. Ryan, start
a tourniquet above the elbow.

And somebody
bring me a handsaw!

You got it.

Here you go, Doc.

Thanks, Tay.

Are you sure about this?

Yes. I'm sure.

It's the only way
to save the eggs.

You're a very brave woman.

Take my hand.

Hold steady.
Hold steady.

It's over.
You did good, Doc.

Taylor, Rox,
get her on the stretcher.

Get her ready for transport.

Ryan, Blue, let's get the dewar!

Let's go! Let's go!

This thing is looking
pretty banged up!

What's the temp on the gauge?

It's negative 165.

Scratch that. Negative 163.

It's negative 161 and rising.

We're too late. Once that gets
above negative 135,

all the eggs and the embryos
inside will die.

The next IVF clinic
is ten miles away from here.

Okay, boys,
I got an idea.

Keep moving. Call 'em.

Tell 'em to bring out
another dewar.

We're gonna do
a transfer on the spot.

But, Captain,
we don't have a way

to keep it cold
out in the world.

You don't... we might.

Still minus 142.

It's working!
Genius idea, Cap.

We'll see. CO2's cold,
but it ain't that cold.

Minus 138!

Minus 137, Cap.
We gotta go now!

If it gets to 135,
it's game over.

Driver,
we need to step on it!

Hold on!

Hustle! Let's hustle.

What's the temp
inside the dewar?

Minus 137.

Careful now.

Hurry, hurry!

-They gonna have a chance?
-Yes.

You got them here
just in time.

I think they're still viable.

Nice hustle, boys.

Congratulations.

Y'all kept hope alive

for a lot of families today.

That's what we do.

Thanks again
for coming with me today.

Oh, yeah. Well, you'd
do the same for me.

I would.

Well, I probably wouldn't
ask you

to crash a stranger's wake.

Yeah.

Get out of my sight!

You are not welcome here,
you son of a bitch!

She was my wife!

Your ex-wife.

I just want
to pay my respects

and to be there
to support my daughter.

Your daughter
doesn't wanna see you

because you killed her mother.

I would never hurt her!
I loved her.

I don't care what the cops say,
Brian, okay?

You are a murderer.
Now get off my property!

And don't come back here again!

Get out, you murderer!

Is that the 9-1-1 caller?

That's him.
That's Brian Williams.

I'm sorry y'all
had to witness that.

You're here for Vera's wake?

Yeah.

Well, I'm Aubrey, her sister.

I was her sister.

I-I'm Cammie, this is
my sister-in-law Blythe.

We are so sorry for your loss.

Thank you. Come in.

So, how'd you guys know Vee?

We don't.

Not really. Um...

I'm the dispatcher
that took the 9-1-1 call.

Oh.

Yeah, the cops told me
he gave the wrong address.

It's true,
but I should have verified it.

I'm really sorry
that we couldn't save her.

And I know it's probably not
any consolation at all to you,

but I wanted you to know

that I will never
let that happen again.

I appreciate you saying that.

Took a lot of guts
for you to come here today.

But you're right,
it is no comfort.

And if you really wanna help,
you'll tell those cops

to get off their asses
and bring Brian to justice.

I am sure they're
looking into him.
It's still very fresh.

No, they're not, actually.

They told me
he was eliminated.

Already? How?

Guess his phone records show
that he was on the road

at the same time of the murder.

And apparently it's not a crime

to give 9-1-1 the wrong address

unless you can
prove it was on purpose.

But I know that he did this.

Aunt Bree's right.

My dad wasn't the same
after the divorce.

Oh, you must be Olivia.

We're so sorry
for your loss, honey.

Thank you.

Everyone knew that he was
still in love with her.

It's true.

He was doing everything
he could to stay around.

He was doing projects
at the house,

especially tech stuff.

My dad was really good
at tech stuff.

Vee was a millionaire
ten times over,

but she hired him
to put in the security cameras,

which just happened to go out
an hour before the murder.

Surprise, surprise.

You're kidding.

No. She'd just started dating.

And Olivia here thinks
that maybe

he went over there
to confront her...

Things didn't go well.

Now I've lost both my parents.

I want you to know I really
appreciate you doing this.

I don't know what
you're talking about

because
I haven't done anything.

I definitely did not use
my FBI badge

to access files from
a homicide investigation.

Well, then, thanks for nothing.

Oh, you're very welcome.

Not a word about this
in grief group.

Understood.

So, is it true that the cops

have already ruled out
Brian as a suspect?

Well, they took
a hard look at him, Cam.

They photographed
and interviewed him.

He swears he just set up
Vera's new computer and left.

Yeah, right before
she got stabbed to death.

The timing is suspicious,

but, look, he took a polygraph.

He passed with flying colors.

I mean, there's nothing
to connect him to the crime.

Other than the fact that
he gave me the wrong address.

It's possible that in a panic

someone could...
mix up a number.

I wanna show you some things.

Alright.
Let's see what you got.

This is the body cam footage

from the responding officer
to Vera's home.

Brr... Brr... Brr...

Those were her last words.

But she couldn't get them out.

What does it sound like
she's trying to say?

Brian.

I think she was calling out
the name of her killer.

Look, it's chilling
and it's heartbreaking,

but it's not evidence.

None of his DNA
is on the murder weapon.

There's no defensive wounds.
The man has a rock-solid alibi.

According to his cell provider,

during the 9-1-1 call to you,

his phone was pinged right here
on Howard Road.

That's, like, seven miles
from Vera's house.

At that moment.
That's just a snapshot.

That's not the whole story.

It is. Unless he can teleport.

Well, maybe he can.

One of the features
of CyberSight

is it can track the location
of someone's cell

in real-time during a call.

Okay.

So, watch where
he was during my call.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

My ex-wife's in trouble!

You gotta help.

Her address is, uh,

91-- 913 Garfield.

You see, he's on Howard Road,
right where he said he was.

Vera's house is way down here.

- I know. Wait for it.
- Brian. Brian Williams.

Hi, Brian. I'm Cammie.
What's going on?

- You see that?
- I don't know.

It triplicates.
And one of the dots is--

-Right by Vera's house.
-Yeah.

I mean, it could
just be a glitch,

but Olivia did say her dad
was good at tech stuff.

He's not just
good at tech stuff.

The guy's a private contractor
for the NSA.

So, he might be able
to spoof his location.

He might, yeah.
Can you keep playing it?

That's why
I patched you into the call

so you could talk to her.

So you could help her!

Are you saying
she's on this call right now?

Vera, are you there?

- Vera?
- Hey, pause! Pause.

Go back. Did you hear that?

Vera, it sounds like
she's crying.

No, no, it's not just Vera.
Run it back one more time.

Are you saying
she's on this call right now?

Vera, are you there?

- Right there. You hear that?
- Vera?

That's two different voices
right there.

One's already making a sound,
the other one overlaps.

Let me see if I can
separate the stems

by pitch and frequency.

Yeah.

You're right.
There's two frequencies.

Here's the first one.

Okay, that sounds like Vera.

Here's the second one.

Vee, let go.

There's another woman there.

"Vee, let go"?

Maybe she wasn't
saying "Brian."

She was saying "Bree."

-So...
-So, Vera's sister is Aubrey.

Her niece calls her Aunt Bree.
Oh, God.

This isn't about love.
It's about money.

-Where are you going?
-I have to warn Olivia.

Hi, Olivia.

Just wanted to check on you
and see how you're feeling.

Not too good, Aunt Bree.

Ever since dinner,
I've been feeling really dizzy.

My stomach's cramping.

Like your...
limbs are going weak?

Like you could maybe
lose control of them?

Yeah... How did you know?

You know that Xanax
the doctors gave you

to help with the grief?

I crushed it all up

and put it in your lasagna.

- You what?
- Yeah.

I thought it would make this
next part a little easier.

No!

I warned you about
the loss of limb control.

Soon, you won't be able to move.

You know...

all I asked for

was a small loan
from your mom,

and she refused.

She always thought
that she was better than me.

- Please... Aunt Bree.
- Shh!

Stay still.

It's okay, it's okay.

Everybody will understand.

Your mother's death
was just too much to bear.

Especially at the hands...
of your father.

So you decided to end it all.

No, no, no, no, no!

Just hold still for Auntie.

No!

It's okay. Shh.

I'm gonna wake up tomorrow
and I'm gonna find you.

And your mom's fortune
will be mine.

Who could that be?

Don't go anywhere.

You got to be kidding me.

Nashville Police.
Open the door, please.

Oh, just go away.

Nashville PD.

Anybody home?

He... Help.

Dispatch,

PD 267 unable to complete

welfare check
on Olivia Williams.

Why not?

Nobody
answered the door.

Is there a car
in the driveway?

Are there any lights on
in the house?

Yeah.

Okay, then please don't give up.
Olivia could be in danger.

I understand that,
but I can't just knock down
the front door without--

-Check that, I'm going in.
-What happened?

I got eyes on Olivia
in an upstairs bedroom.

She's wounded.

Aubrey! Open this door now!

Open the door
or I'll knock it down!

Shots fired! Shots fired!

Send everybody you can!

Everybody stay
behind the trucks!

We've got an active shooter
in the residence.

113, take cover.

I repeat, 113, take cover.

Everybody stay out of sight.

I heard there was
an injured hostage?

Yeah. I saw her upstairs
in that room there.

Has anybody made contact
with the shooter?

We haven't been able
to locate a negotiator,

so dispatch is reaching out now.

Who is this?

Aubrey, this is Cammie Raleigh

from 9-1-1 dispatch.

Your house is surrounded.

I can see that. Thanks.

But there's still
a way out of this.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

Surrender now and let us
give Olivia first aid.

We know she's hurt.

Olivia is fine, okay?

But she's not gonna be for long

if you don't give me
what I want.

Listen, I'll do the best I can,

but SWAT is already on the way.

Anybody walks in this door,

they're gonna get shot.
Do you understand me?

I need to talk
to a hostage negotiator.

And we're working
to get one on the line.

But for now, I'm here

and I'm trained
in crisis intervention.

Yeah, but you don't
have any power, okay?

So don't call me again until
you have somebody that does.

Wait. Aubrey, wait.

Lorna, how far out is SWAT?

About an hour.

Olivia may not have an hour.

I'm sorry, they just deployed
at an armed robbery in Franklin.

Hits just keep on coming, huh?

Yeah, they usually do.

Captain Hart,
are you on scene?

113 here.
What can I do for you?

We're trying to line up
a negotiator,

but that girl inside
needs help right now.

It's gonna be tough to get
to her without getting shot.

The shooter's got
a direct line of sight on us.

How far away is SWAT?

Well, the bad news is

they won't be there
for more than an hour.

So, what's the good news?

She doesn't know that.

I was thinking y'all could
give her a little light show.

I like it. We're on it.

Ryan, Rox,
Kevlar and helmets.

-Get ready to move.
-You got it, Cap.

Hold on, Captain.
Fire department can't enter

an active scene
without police presence.

Oh, don't worry about it.

You're coming with us.

Come on.

Stanley, did you find me
a negotiator?

I'm trying, but two of them

are deployed with SWAT
at the robbery.

And the other's
down with the flu.

Damn it! We need one
for this plan to work.

Keep going, please.

I... might know somebody
who's available.

Do you have
that negotiator for me?

Yes, I've got him on the line.

Stand by.
I'm gonna patch him in.

What the hell is that?!

Son of a bitch!

What's what?

You guys have
snipers out there?

You better not be lying to me.

I warned you they'd be
getting there fast, Aubrey.

Excellent aim, firefighters.

I crush at laser tag.

Tell them to stand down
before I end it all!

PD stand down!

I said stand down!

Scary.

Okay, she closed
the blinds. Let's move.

Taylor, you swing the ladder up
around the window.

You got it, Cap.

Blue, keep tracking her
with that thermal gun.

Let's hope
Cammie keeps her distracted.

I'll be watching
the whole time, Cap.

Okay, Aubrey. I've gotten SWAT
to stand down for now.

Where's my negotiator?
Quit stalling.

Aubrey Hoffman.

Yes?

This is Agent Nick Turner.
I'm with the FBI.

I'm here to bring this
to a peaceful resolution, okay?

What can you do for me?

Well, that's...
that's not how this works.

I need you to tell me
what you want.

Well, you better have
something to write with.

You ready?

She's staying put downstairs.

Y'all are good to go.

Let's go, let's go.

Please be unlocked.

It's clear.

Hey, we get in,

we stabilize the girl,

and we get her out.

Dispatch, I'm in.

I'm staying
at the top of the stairs

while EMS offers aid.

Sweetie, can you hear me?

Applying pressure dressing.

- She needs blood now.
- Shh.

Ry, let's get her on the bed.

Cap.

Three, two, one.

Get her on the LIFEPAK
while I run a line.

Okay, I get it.
You want a plane?

It's a big ask.

Before I run that up the chain,
I need a...

I-I-I need some more
details from you.

Like, where do you wanna go?

You don't need to know all that.

Actually, I do, if you want

enough fuel
to get where you're going.

Not to mention,
we need to file a flight plan.

Heart rate is 171.

BP is 52 over 30.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

What's going on?

Shh. Olivia, you're okay,

but we need to be quiet.

She gave me
a whole bottle of pills.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no.

Get her out!
We gotta get her out now.

Son of a bitch!

She heard something.

Cap, she's on the move.

Drop your weapon!

You bastards!

No. Please, don't.

Ow!

Don't even think about it.

Stay there.

Stay there!

You alright?

Just knocked
the wind out of me.

Thank God for my vest.

You broke my arm.

Yeah, I should think so.

All units, we are clear in here.
We're clear.

Nice work.

Olivia. That's my daughter!

Is she gonna be okay?

She's gonna be okay.

And you can ride with her
to the hospital, sir.

That's up to her.

Daddy, I'm so sorry.

I didn't believe you.

All that matters
is you're safe.

Smart man.

Good work.

Oh, that's great news.

Thanks for the update, Sam.

I'll see you
at brunch this weekend.

Okay, bye.

Oof, what a day, huh?

Aren't they all?

Y'all headed out?

Waiting on you, girl.

Oh, I'm sorry,
I didn't realize.

Oh, it's all good.

Hey, Cammie, have you ever
thought about doing improv?

Uh, literally not once. Why?

Well, the way you came up
with that fake sniper bit.

And you were like,

"Stand down, stand down!"

My troupe's always
looking for fresh talent.

- Hmm.
- So I could get you an audition.

I'm actually already
in a group, and that's plenty.

Agent Turner,
I thought you left.

I did, I-I, uh, had some stuff
I needed to follow up on.

Oh.

Ms. Raleigh,
do-- do you have a minute?

Yeah, of course.

- I'll see you guys tomorrow.
- Mm-hmm.

-Good night, Cammie.
-Good night.

We will see you around,
Agent Turner.

- Alright, Stanley.
- Mm-hmm.

So, any word on Olivia?

Yes. She's at the hospital
now with her dad,

and they expect her
to make a full recovery.

- Oh, that's good.
- Yeah.

I hope that gives you
some solace about Vera.

Now she can rest in peace
knowing her daughter's safe.

That's true.

Thank you for helping me
with that.

Of course. You know,
I was halfway to my office

when it occurred to me
how crazy it is

that so far you and I have
solved a city-wide hack

and a homicide together.

Yeah, that is crazy.

Well, no, the crazy part

is the only real time
we've spent together

is either as
a crime-fighting duo...

Yeah.

...or in a grief group.

- That's true.
- Yeah.

So... I was thinking,

I don't know, maybe tonight

we could grab a beer
or something?

Celebrate for a change.

You know, just like a, like
a job well done kinda thing.

Agent Turner, are you
asking me out on a date?

-Could be. It depends.
-On?

On if you say yes.

Then, I guess you are.

Well, alright.

Thanks again for picking up
the groceries, B.

It's the least I could do
for you and Jalen

letting me crash here.

For the record,
we both like having you here.

Jalen, too.

It's nice having a full house.

Real full.

Mama?

Your roommate let me in.

I hope that's okay.

You and I will talk
about it later.

You know what?
I'm gonna go, uh,
fold some socks.

Thank you.

What are you doing here?

I didn't want
to miss your birthday.

My birthday was last week.

I know, but I was hoping
it wasn't too late to celebrate,

and that maybe
you're ready to come home.

-I'm not coming home.
-Ever?

Definitely not today.

I can't live like this anymore,
Mama, I won't live like this.

Like what?

Under the threat
of conditional love.

Where I'm always worried
you're gonna cut me out

if I don't do what you want.

It hurts too much.

It's true.

And I have been guilty of it.

But just know
that it hurt me, too.

Then stop doing it.

That is why I came here.

To tell you I'm gonna stop.

Now, these last few days

not talking to you
have been killing me.

Me too.

Blue, I love you more than
anything in this world, son.

And I want you in my life,

even if you're not
under my roof.

I do, too.

Can we move past this?

Of course we can.

Oh, my God. Thank you.

So, what made you
finally decide to come over?

Well, Lord knows
I can be stubborn,

but I can listen
to good sense, too.

Especially when
someone has the guts

to give it to me
with both barrels.

- Taylor?
- Hmm?

What did you say?

That's between the two of us.

Let's just say
you got yourself a keeper.

Alright, come on, y'all.

-Let's make a wish.
-Don't have to.

I've got everything
I need right here.

Aw.