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What am I missing?

What am I missing?

Come on. Think, damn it.

Hey.

- You still up? - Was I talking out loud again?

Sorry.

Why don't you come to bed?

Because I'm failing.

He's beating me.

This is a bad one, huh?

Worst I've ever seen.

Worse than the strangler.

Even so, you need rest.

Pharaoh's already planned his next attack.

He's teasing me with a clue about what it is.

- What clue? - I don't know.

Something to do with the number 7-2-9.

729. $7.29.

I don't know what it means, but it means something.

Rogue.

You're exhausted.

That's what the coffee's for.

I see I'm gonna have to break out the big guns.

Go…

to…

bed.

Unfair.

You're gonna kill yourself, you know that?

It's the only way to save his next victims.

But you couldn't even save me.

Hey. Morning.

- Were we supposed to meet? - No. I…

I just wanted to bounce some things off you before I go to work.

Okay.

Is it cheat day or something?

No. Sometimes…

processed sugar helps me think.

Why are you here?

Think I figured something out.

Does it have anything to do with the number 7-2-9?

No…

I was thinking about the different weapons Pharaoh's deployed for all the attacks,

like the murder hornets, the pathogens he used on the looksmaxxers,

- the bacteria he put in the eye drops. - And?

Well, all three of those are illegal to possess inside the United States.

I'm thinking…

he's using a smuggler.

A smuggler?

I went into a few online forums, made a couple posts.

The first, I was just looking for exotic insects,

and in the other,

I was looking for different kinds of deadly bacteria.

But the interesting part

is I got tons of handles for different smugglers on the dark web,

but only three names are repeated on both posts.

So you're telling me that you took confidential information

from an active investigation and put it on the Internet?

Whoa, no. It's not like that.

What if Pharaoh was on one of the forums himself?

You could have just tipped him off that we're onto him.

Do you realize you might have jeopardized this entire investigation?

So damn stupid.

Not you, me.

For indulging your little cop fantasy.

Yeah, I…

- I gotta get to my real job, so… - Ryan…

- Ryan, I didn't mean it that way, okay? - No, you did.

And you know what?

I think you're right, you know?

See you.

Nice.

All right, you guys, the eagle has landed.

Jack from reception just texted.

Somebody pulled into the manager spot.

The new supervisor.

What do we know? What does she drive?

A minivan.

That sounds promising.

Family oriented, practical.

Just please don't let her be psycho.

Yeah.

Hello. Good morning, everyone.

I just wanted to take a moment to introduce myself.

My name is Dr. Marcia Zellner,

and I will be your new call center manager.

Welcome aboard, Doctor. It's good to have you.

- Please, call me Marcia. - Okay.

And you must be Cammie Raleigh.

How'd you know?

I had the privilege of reading all of your personnel files,

and you have multiple commendations for leadership.

So when all of your peers gathered around your desk, I just suspected.

And when you spoke first, I knew.

Look, I know that all of you have been under

a lot of strain with this mysterious new criminal, the Pharaoh,

who is just tormenting Nashville.

I have a PhD in clinical psychology and crisis management,

and I promise you that I am going to cultivate

a culture where your mental health and wellness is the top priority.

So don't think of me as a boss. Just think of me as a friend.

Moment of truth.

- What? - Well, what if there are side effects?

Well, all medications have side effects.

Look at this.

This is like the War and Peace of adverse effects.

So if it doesn't work, then you stop taking it.

Look, you wanna know something?

I admire you for doing this.

For taking a shot?

Yeah, for taking a risk.

And to improve your health, it's just…

um…

I mean, if I'm honest, I actually…

I kinda think it's sexy.

Hmm!

Was that all I had to do?

It's all you ever have to do.

I'm so glad this bed divorce is over.

- Mmm. - Come with me.

Well, hold on.

- Who says we need a bed? - Oh.

Oh, my God, it's been so long since we've done this.

Far too long.

Open up.

I see y'all.

God, y'all have no shame.

There could be kids out here for all you know.

You've got to be kidding me.

Dix, you know you shouldn't be here.

Yeah, well, you gave me no choice 'cause you ain't been answering my calls.

Well, let her in.

What can I do for you, Dix?

I need to talk about this tour with the woman who owns my contract.

This humiliation tour you want to send me on,

playing every Podunk and ass-crack in North America.

There's some midsize cities in there too.

I mean, Milwaukee is a fine town.

Yeah, but look at these venues. Empty.

We ain't sold 100 tickets between 'em.

- Hmm. - God, I know that you know jack

about the music business.

But any self-respecting label would cancel with numbers like these.

Hmm.

Don, please just speak some sense into this woman.

She's the boss.

I am telling you,

there ain't no point in going through with this except to punish me.

Well, I mean, that's not exactly a downside for me,

but either way, it's in your contract.

- So let's go. - Whatever.

Have a nice flight.

Everyone, Metro has an important update about the Pharaoh.

Detective, the floor's all yours.

Thank you, Doctor.

We believe the Pharaoh's next attack is imminent

and that it's going to be related to the number 7-2-9.

We've looked into addresses, grid coordinates, license plates,

but we haven't gotten anything concrete so far.

If any of you receive a call

or come across the number 7-2-9 in any configuration,

I don't care how farfetched, call me.

And in the meantime,

you need to keep an eye out around here too.

You think we're in danger?

Pharaoh called 911 to threaten anyone who tries to stop him,

which is literally your job.

So yes.

With Pharaoh, everything's on the table.

We now invite all Group A passengers on Keystar Flight 729 to Milwaukee.

All Group A passengers can now board.

Does that thing come with headphones?

I didn't bring any.

- Well, did you bring any parents? - No.

I'm Danny. I'm going to sailing camp in Milwaukee.

My parents say I spend too much time staring at screens,

so I need dedicated outdoor time.

Yeah. All right, I ain't doing this.

- Um, ma'am, what are you doing? - Hmm?

Oh. Relax. It ain't real.

It's just… smokeless. It helps calm the nerves.

That's not what I meant.

It's a $120 upgrade fee to change to these seats.

But this plane is empty.

I'm sorry, it's airline policy.

Heck, you know what? This is why everybody hates the airlines.

God, y'all use your policies to grind folks to dust,

and I, for one, will not be ground.

- Hell yeah. Fight the power. - See?

I ain't the only one.

Ma'am, we can't take off until every passenger is in their ticketed seat.

Just shut up and go back to your seat, you Karen.

Excuse me, I am not a Karen.

I am Dixie Bennings, who has sung with Faith and Dolly,

God rest her soul,

and don't nobody tell me to shut up or stick me in some crappy seat.

I don't care who you are.

If you don't get up, I'll have the police escort you off the plane.

Fine. But you know what?

This is all going in my Yelp review.

God.

This is stupid.

- Hey. - What?

Are you the same Dixie that sang "Hey, Lady B"?

You don't know that song. What are you, like, eight years old?

I'm 12.

And I had the song stuck in my head forever.

I'm a huge fan. See?

♪ Hey, Lady B, listen to me Spilling your secrets is just too easy ♪

Hey, I knew I liked you, kid.

Ry, what are you doing?

I am greasing the drive shaft.

You know you could have the probie do that, right?

Yep. Sometimes, it is good for a lieutenant to do his own work.

- My captain taught me that. - Ah, well.

While you're at it, the ladder truck has been a little creaky,

so maybe do that next.

Yeah.

Doing it after lunch.

I'm kidding.

I'm not.

You go a little deep on the caffeine today?

What, is it unusual for me to be locked in at work?

Lately, yeah.

You've been a little checked out the last couple weeks.

What's going on, Son?

I have been reminded in no uncertain terms

that I work for Nashville Fire and not the police.

This about when I snapped at you last week?

No, you were right to do that.

It was…

It was Rogue this time.

Whatever he said, I'm sure he didn't mean it.

He's under a lot of pressure,

and frankly, you are too

- with Sam and the cancer. - Yeah.

Yeah, it's been rough.

You want to get a beer and talk about it sometime?

I've been trying those ENAYs. They ain't half bad.

Yeah.

Yeah, that'd be awesome.

- All right. - All right.

And no fake beers, the real stuff.

Even better.

You know how they say never give up on your dreams, Dylan?

Yeah. And it's "Danny."

It's a crock, Dan.

It'll just make you miserable.

You want my advice? Let it go.

You'll be a whole hell of a lot less miserable.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Can I get a double vodka rocks and apple juice for my friend here?

We start service from the front of the plane, ma'am.

Ha ha.

God.

Me…

I had dreams of singing center stage at the Ryman.

That's cool.

"Cool"?

Heck, that is hallowed ground, my friend.

I went under those lights so many times, but I was always singing backup.

God, it would have been sweet to light that place up.

The Mother Church of Country Music.

Wait, how did you know that?

Because my dad is in the music business too.

Oh.

So how come you can't sing center stage?

Oh, God.

It's too late for me.

My time has passed.

No way.

I heard "Lady B." You're amazing.

Thank you.

Ever sing it live?

Nope.

Never have and never will.

Now that my contract is in the hands of a snake.

Snakes don't have hands.

Don't be a smartass, Danny.

Karen in 23D is a real piece of work, huh?

I don't know.

I feel like maybe she's just having a bad day.

Aren't we all?

Yes, Captain. It's empty.

First Officer Charles needs to use the restroom.

- Sir, please remain in your seat. - I gotta go.

The captain has to use the lavatory. It's FAA policy.

Unbelievable.

We're secure.

Thank you, Selena.

Folks, if you can stay in your seats, it may get a little bumpy.

If you ask me, greatness is overrated anyway.

I have seen a lot of the legends up close,

and let me tell you,

some of the greats ain't so great.

You gonna play that thing this whole time?

It helps with my anxiety.

I guess we all have our crutches.

Goddamn it! Where'd that thing go?

I got it.

Ow! Something bit me!

What? Something bit you?

- Yes. - Oh, come on, now.

Oh, God, no.

- A snake! - What the hell?

What's going on out here?

Officer Charles, are you okay?

Oh, Lord Almighty.

I'm sorry, did you say there… there's a snake on the plane?

Not a snake. Snakes, lots of them.

They're cobras.

It bit me. One bit me.

I have to get up there, right now.

Get out of my way.

Sir, this area's off-limits.

Back off now. No one is allowed near the flight deck.

Let me in there.

Come on, kid. Come on. Come on, we gotta hurry.

- Where are we going? - The can.

If we lock ourselves in, hopefully we can ride this thing out.

Thank God it's unlocked.

Forget the bathroom.

You stay here, okay?

- What the hell? - What are you doing?

I'm building a wall.

Dan, you gotta wake up.

Wake up. I need you to wake up.

Yeah. Yeah.

- Please. I got you. - Headache.

Just…

You gotta get your feet off the ground.

Get your feet off the ground.

People are getting bit everywhere.

Which flight is it?

Keystar Flight 729, Nashville to Milwaukee.

Flight 729?

Marcia, 729. It's a flight full of cobras.

I think this is the next attack.

Okay, I'm gonna call Detective Kelly right now.

I'll call Nashville ATC and let them know.

Ma'am, are you currently in the air?

Yeah, I'm calling on the Wi-Fi.

Look, people are dying here, okay? What do I do?

Try to stand up in your seat, get your feet off the ground.

If you have a purse or a backpack, use it as a shield.

But whatever you do, do not go in the aisle.

- Okay. - Now, what?

Oh. Oh, my...

All right, now we… now we call for help.

As soon as I get on this damn Wi-Fi.

Nashville ATC,

we're receiving calls from passengers on Keystar Flight 729

- reporting venomous snakes aboard. - What? You said snakes?

Okay, the pilot reported hearing screaming in the cabin

but couldn't raise a response from his crew.

Now, I've got him on the radio right now. I'm gonna relay you in. Captain Bowman,

I've got Nashville 911 on the channel.

They're in contact with some of your passengers right now.

Good. Can you tell me what the hell is going on?

My first officer went to the bathroom and all hell broke loose.

Yeah, according to our caller,

it sounds like a large number of cobras were smuggled onto the flight.

Cobras?

Yeah, a single bite can kill within 30 minutes,

so you need to get back on the ground immediately.

It'll take us about 20 minutes to circle around.

Hey, Captain, if I may, I have one idea.

If you can lower the cabin temperature, it could send the snakes into brumation.

It's like a mini hibernation.

It makes them lethargic and less aggressive.

I'll give it a shot. Could take some time.

But I can get it down to 50 degrees.

At this point, anything can help. Good luck, Captain.

We'll need it, 911.

Where on the plane are you?

In the back by the emergency exit.

Okay, I'm looking at the plane now, so you must be in the rear galley.

- Are you in imminent danger? - This whole plane is in imminent danger.

I made a wall full of suitcases, but it ain't gonna hold 'em off long.

Wait, you're saying a boy was bit. Is he breathing?

Yeah, but he looks ragged.

- How old is he? - Twelve.

Cobra got his left hand.

Look, I am willing to suck out this poison,

but you're gonna have to walk me through it.

No, that's just a myth. We don't do that.

Really?

What the hell am I supposed to do?

The plane will be on the ground in 20 minutes.

We're already sourcing the antivenom.

As long as there aren't complications, he should be okay until then.

For now, you need to keep the wound below his heart.

That'll slow how fast it spreads through his bloodstream.

Thanks, Dixie.

Dixie?

Is this Dixie Bennings?

- Yeah, how did you know? - I thought I recognized your voice.

This is Cammie Raleigh. I'm Blythe's sister-in-law.

Good to know all the Raleighs ain't evil.

Dixie, my tongue feels funny.

Uh, Cammie, his mouth is swelling up and he's wheezing.

I thought you said we had time. What's happening?

It sounds like anaphylactic shock.

It's rare, but it can happen after a snake bite.

He needs an EpiPen.

I ain't got one of those.

I'm seeing your plane has a first aid kit

at the front of the cabin near the flight deck.

It had to be in front.

How long does he have?

Without an Epi? I'd say five minutes tops.

Do you have any bright ideas how I can get up there without getting bit?

I'm seeing a fire extinguisher in the rear galley.

Snakes are repelled by cold,

so CO2 comes out at around, minus-102 degrees.

I'm just supposed to spray my way through?

That's the hope.

Oh, God.

Be right back, kid.

That's right. You squirmy little bastard.

It's okay.

It's working, Cammie.

Glad to hear it.

All right.

All right, I'm at the front, where do I find this kit?

The frontmost overhead bin.

It's not here.

Here. I have it. Take it.

I just need the EpiPen.

I'm so sorry I was a pill.

All good.

- Be careful. - Okay. All right.

All right, Cammie, I'm on the move.

Suck on this.

- Uh… Uh-oh. - What?

I think I just ran out of juice.

All right. Let me think.

Screw it.

Thank you.

Anytime.

- All right. - What's happening?

I made it back.

Oh, God, but he's in bad shape.

- Where do I jab this thing? - His thigh.

He's not breathing. I think I was too late.

Give the medicine time to work.

Oh, come on, Danny. Come on, buddy. Come on, breathe.

Come on. Come on, son.

Come on. Come on, Danny. Come on, son.

Come on. Oh, my God. He's breathing.

- Oh, thank God. - That's great.

Okay, he should be okay now until he gets the antivenom.

Did you hear that, Danny? You're gonna be okay.

All right, folks, good news, we've begun our final descent.

We should have you on the ground in just a few minutes.

Oh, thank God.

Nashville 729 on our final approach.

No. No, no, no.

Nashville,

we have a problem.

What's going on, 729?

Nose gear won't go down.

The sensor's saying it's blocked.

You think it's the snakes?

I think that's a good bet.

But either way, I can't land this plane.

Tower, our main gear is coming down,

but the nose gear still won't deploy.

I've gone through the emergency checklist.

Tell me you've got something else we can try.

According to the manual,

you can physically override the sensor

if you go to the gear and manually lift the uplock actuator.

Negative. I executed the emergency procedure with no luck.

The snakes must be wrapped around the micro switch.

Tower, can you relay me back to Nashville 911?

All right, standby.

- Captain, you're on with 911. - This is Captain Bowman.

Can you give me an update on the status of my passengers that you're talking to?

Not good, Captain.

We have a lot of people with bites,

including a young boy who's barely breathing.

And how much time do they have?

Without the antivenom, by my count, less than ten minutes.

Understood.

Tower, I'm gonna need you to clear that runway after all.

No, but you said yourself you can't land without the nose gear.

Then I'll do a belly landing.

I'm responsible for the souls aboard this ship.

Prepare for an emergency landing.

You've got too much fuel.

If you come down too hard, it could combust.

I'm dumping the fuel now.

So get ready 'cause we're coming in hot.

I'll mobilize airport rescue and fire.

Godspeed, Captain.

Don't have time to foam the runways.

When that thing lands, we're gonna hit it with the 2 1/2's.

Prepare to rescue.

You know where that plane's coming in from?

Yeah, it was Nashville to Milwaukee, and then they had to turn around.

- Oh, my God. - What?

My mom's on that flight.

I'm freezing, Dixie.

Yeah, me too, baby.

But you know what, if we are, then so are them snakes.

Here, come here.

Passengers prepare for an emergency landing. God help us all.

Okay.

911, what's your emergency?

This is Selena Noriega.

I am a flight attendant on Keystar Flight 729.

Yes, ma'am, we're aware of the emergency.

I need a favor.

My husband's in a client meeting and my daughter is in school.

Okay.

Please, tell them that I love them and I'm so grateful.

I will.

Everyone take your seats and lean your head to your knees.

The pilot wants us to sit down for landing.

- Then you probably should. - But what about the snakes?

Hopefully by now the cold air has taken effect.

- Do you see any of them? - Yeah, it's coiled up.

That means it's trying to maintain its body temp.

Stanley, would you pray with me?

Of course. Our Father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done…

- Hey, Cammie. - Yeah.

If gravity gets the best of us, will you, um…

will you let Blue know that I'm proud of him?

Of course, Dixie.

Are we gonna die, Dixie?

Oh, God, I hope not, baby.

Can you sing me a song?

♪ Amazing grace ♪

♪ How sweet the sound ♪

♪ That saved a wretch ♪

♪ Like me ♪

♪ I once was lost ♪

♪ But now I'm found ♪

- ♪ I was blind ♪ - God…

♪ But now ♪

♪ I see ♪

Prepare for impact.

All right, move, move, move.

We can't let it ignite.

Get those hoses ready.

Go! Go!

Don't let those tanks catch.

We gotta cool this plane down.

That's it. Just like that.

Rescue team, mask up and get ready to go in.

Here they come. Get in there. Help them down.

- Mama. - Check 'em out as they come off.

- Are you all okay? - I'm okay, I'm okay.

- I ain't bit, but he is. - Can we get some help?

Are you bit anywhere else?

Hey, make sure you get every bite victim started on antivenom

before you transport to the hospital.

Dix.

- Hey, Don. - You okay?

Like you give a damn.

Four victims dead, two more in critical condition.

Flight 729.

How could I have been so stupid?

Got some dead ones if y'all want to see.

- They all cobras? - Not just cobras, Egyptian cobras.

I never seen one in person. Can't even get these in the States.

So he would have had to smuggle them in.

Gotta hand it to Pharaoh, he knows his brand.

He also knows how to piss these poor guys off.

Look how pronounced these vertebral ridges are on this one.

He starved them to make sure they'd be ready to hunt.

Do we know how they got onto the plane?

We suspect the cargo hold.

You suspect.

You didn't check?

NTSB is on their way.

They said no one goes in till they get here.

I won't tell if you don't.

You sure you don't want me to clear it first?

I'll take my chances.

You are a very lucky boy, you know that?

Come on. I got you.

I got you.

Come on.

Get this guy somewhere safe.

Copy that.

How'd you do it, Pharaoh?

- Gotcha. - How do you know it's that one?

Blue lotus. It's a tropical water lily, native to the Nile Valley.

He hid the snakes under the flowers and then used a timed device to open...

Detective, listen to me very carefully.

Whatever you do,

do not…

"And the Lord sent among the people fiery serpents,

which bit them and killed many of them."

Officer, may I borrow your walkie?

Yeah.

Nashville TSA, do you copy?

This is Detective Kelly, Metro PD.

Copy, Metro. What's going on?

I'm looking at a USDA inspection tag on a crate of flowers.

I need the name of the inspecting agent.

ID number Delta-6-8-9.

Looking it up.

That would be Agent Sam Duncan.

I need to speak to him now.

- That's gonna be a problem. - Why?

He's in the ICU.

All right, kiddo.

I got you the biggest chocolate bar that they had in that machine

and a very, very special gift from your soulmate over there.

Thank you.

You are very welcome, honey.

You're a really good flight attendant.

Even if the plane crashed.

Danny. Danny!

Oh, my God. Danny.

Oh, my… Oh, I'm so sorry it took me so long to get here.

It's okay. Dixie was with me the whole time.

Hey, I'm Russell.

Hi.

Yeah, Danny, you did not tell me your daddy was Russell Dickerson.

I told you he was in the music business.

- Dad, Dixie sang that "Lady B" song. - The diss track?

Oh, wow. We've probably listened to that what, a million times.

Did you ever reveal who that song was about?

No, there were some legal issues.

Dixie saved my life.

She fought cobras for me.

Thank you.

How could I ever repay you?

Oh, God.

I was on that plane today thinking my life was over.

And that was before the snakes.

Trust me, meeting this kid was payment enough.

You done good with him.

I appreciate that.

- He's a good one, huh? - Mm-hmm.

Seriously, if there's ever anything I can do

to pay you back, please let me know.

I will. All right, kiddo.

You take care of yourself, all right?

You know what?

Come to think of it, there is this one thing.

You doing okay, Stanley?

Apparently, snakes are bad for my digestion.

- And my heart. Look, I'm still at 130. - Oof.

I've had hard calls in my day, but that one takes the cake.

- Never seen anything like that before. - Mmm.

You know, Stanley, the last thing your nervous system needs is more caffeine.

You might wanna try this.

Got peppermint tea for energy.

And chamomile for serotonin.

It will soothe your mind.

That's very thoughtful, Marcia. Thanks.

Mm-hmm. You know, I just…

I wanted to check in with all of you after that call, see how you were feeling.

We're getting through it.

You know, Lorna, you promising that mother

that you would tell her family that she loved them?

That really choked me up.

And, Stanley, you praying with that caller?

It gave me chills.

It came from the heart.

Yeah.

- We get invested around here. - We do.

It's who we are.

Well, it shouldn't be.

Wait, what?

When you involve yourself emotionally...

praying, crying, oversharing...

you open yourself up to all kinds of problems.

It's called empathy and rapport.

It's called cortisol and hypertension.

The more you identify with the caller,

the more your body produces stress hormones,

which can cloud your judgment and also cause numerous physical ailments.

Like indigestion, cardiac issues, and even strokes.

So what do you suggest we do? This isn't customer service, it's 911.

This is the worst moment of our callers' lives.

But it should not be the worst moment of your lives.

It is simply unsustainable.

It's part of my job to make that decision.

What does that mean?

It's my duty to evaluate your mental fitness

and determine if you have

what it takes to handle these trying circumstances.

And what if you determine that we can't?

I think you know the answer to that question.

She doesn't seem so friendly anymore.

- Ready to go? - Yep.

Thinking Roddy's or Clem's?

Let's do Roddy's. It's more quiet. We can talk.

I like that.

- Rogue? - Hey.

I was hoping I could talk to Ryan in private.

Yeah, anything you want to say to me, you can say in front of my dad.

That's fair.

I wanted to apologize for going off on you.

You're under a lot of pressure.

- I get it. It's okay. - No, you don't.

Not really.

The Staten Island Strangler killed my wife.

What?

In the podcast, they...

I wouldn't let 'em put it in the podcast 'cause it was too painful.

And it was all my fault.

Sorry to hear that.

I'm sure it wasn't your fault.

Yeah, it was.

He told me himself.

The Strangler?

Chloe and I were separated.

My obsession with the case is what caused the split.

He called me from her phone…

so that I could hear her die.

Said it was my fault because I couldn't catch him.

Damn.

Anyway, I take it personally when I can't solve a case,

because every day I don't, more people get hurt.

And the last thing you need is some wannabe detective

slowing you down with half-assed theories.

My sleuthing days are done.

That would be too bad.

Because you're pretty damn good at it.

What do you mean?

Your instinct to go after smugglers to find Pharaoh?

- Spot-on. - You got something?

The crate Pharaoh used to smuggle the snakes onto the plane.

It was inspected by a USDA Agent Duncan.

He put in the log that he personally searched it,

vouched that it was only flowers.

- You think he could be Pharaoh? - Or assisting him.

Either way, this could change everything.

So why don't you have him in cuffs right now?

Because he's in a coma.

He went to the ER for a venomous snake bite two hours

before the plane took off.

- Is he gonna wake up? - Hopefully, in the next few hours.

I was wondering if you'd like to go with me to interview him.

Me?

- Uh, why me? - 'Cause you earned it.

I got plans tonight. I can't.

Well, it was worth a shot.

- Night, fellas. - Good night.

Hold on.

Ryan.

- You should go. - No, no, I'm not gonna bail on you.

You're not bailing on me.

- Go. - Yeah?

- Go on. - Thank you.

- Captain. - Detective.

♪ And now she's singin' ♪

♪ "Girls just wanna have fun" At the top of her lungs ♪

♪ Don't know what happened tonight Don't know what happened last week ♪

♪ Don't know what happened to her But she's 'bout to happen to me ♪

Thank you, Nashville, Tennessee!

We have a very special guest for you this evening.

Not only is she an incredible artist, but a true hero.

Please welcome to the Ryman Auditorium, Dixie Bennings!

Wow. It has been a dream of mine my whole life to stand up here center stage.

A dream I thought would never come.

But a friend of mine recently reminded me

that it ain't too late if you never give up.

So thank you, Danny.

- Your mom is awesome. - I know.

Now, this song is one that is very near and dear to my heart.

One that I am honored to share with you all here tonight.

It's called "Hey, Lady B"!

She's performing the diss track?

- Did you know she was doing it? - No idea.

I guess some of y'all heard the YouTubes, huh?

Now I know y'all been wondering who this song is about,

but I was threatened with a lawsuit, so I kept my mouth shut.

Tell us!

Don't do it, Mama. Don't do it.

But screw it, it's Blythe Hart!

♪ Hey, Lady B, listen to me ♪

♪ Spilling your secrets is just too easy ♪

♪ I played nice, you played ice ♪

♪ 'Cause hubby and me went all night… ♪

- Blythe is gonna be so pissed. - ♪ Nashville get ready ♪

- Yeah. - ♪ I'm holding steady ♪

♪ We are in for so much fun ♪

- ♪ Hey, baby girl, unclutch your pearls ♪ - Well played, Dixie.

♪ We've only just begun ♪

♪ It's only begun ♪