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[dramatic music]

Get that.

FIREFIGHTER: Help on the way.

FIREFIGHTER:
Hey, put another hose on it.

♪

BUCK: Anybody here?
LAFD.

-EDDIE: Floor looks empty, Cap.-BOBBY: Let's make sure.

EDDIE: LAFD!

LAFD. Anybody there?

EDDIE: LAFD!

BUCK: Guys, guys, over here!
Over here.

EDDIE: LAFD!
Is anyone in here?

BUCK: No one in!
Cap!

Guys, over here!
Sir, are you hurt?

[breathing harshly] Don't know.Can't get up.

I need O-2!

BOBBY: O-2 coming in.

Get me the mattress carrier.

EDDIE: Hey, can you wiggle
your toes for me, sir?

-All right, there we go.
-All right, mattress secure.

BUCK: All right,
let's pull him up.

Wait.
Gladys.

[suspenseful music]

Need to get Gladys.

-EDDIE: He's out.
-BUCK: Gladys? Who's Gladys?

Might be a cat or a dog.

All right, Buck, we got this.
Go look around out there

-and see if you can find a pet.-BUCK: I'm on it.

BOBBY: One, two, three.

Gladys, where are you?

COMMANDER: Mayday, mayday.
Building is unstable.

We're calling it
for immediate evacuation.

BOBBY: Okay, we're pulling out.Get him downstairs.

Buck, let's go, let's go.

Gladys?

Gladys?

Gladys?

Gladys!

[phone ringing]

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

[computer beeping]

[dramatic music]

[mouse click]

♪

[flames crackling]

[sirens wailing]

CHIMNEY: Possible airway burns.

Let's get herto Sunset General.

BOBBY: We found him
on the bathroom floor.

He must've slipped
and hit his head.

[firefighters yelling
indistinctly in distance]

He passed out
as soon as we got him up.

Sir, can you hear me?

Did you get her?
Please, tell me.

I got her.
I got Gladys.

She is okay.
[laughs]

Oh. That's not Gladys.
That's Hoover.

Oh, thank God, Hoover.
But where's Gladys?

MADDIE:
Atwater Street incident,

this is Metro Fire Command.

-Please respond.
-Go for Captain Nash.

I have a deaf woman
trapped in apartment 10G.

[dramatic music]

[glass shatters]

♪

Gladys.

-[phone buttons beep]
-[siren whirs]

BOBBY: That's as far
as the ladders will reach.

The end of her hallway
is engulfed.

Frazier just told me
there's no access

to the stairwell, either.

Hey, the building next dooris not on fire.

Get to her from the roof?

Rappelling kit'sgot 150 feet of rope.

That'll get medown to the street with her.

You want to do a rope rescue?
Of course, you do.

Well, he's not doing it alone.

He's gonna need you
on the pulley.

Go, go, go!

Okay, we gotta be ready here
on the ground.

Chim,
have a cyanokit on standby.

Dispatch, be advised.

We cannot reach
with the ladder.

Please inform the resident
that we will be descending

from the roof
through her window.

[dramatic music]

[moans softly]

[inaudible]

She's all alone up there.

Anton,I need you to keep still.

Ow!

You're experiencing tenderness?

Been nauseous for days.

So I got antacid
stashed all over the place.

You've had these symptomsfor a while.

-Urinating a lot?
-Yeah.

You may have an excessof calcium in your blood.

Probably from an undiagnosedthyroid condition.

Just tell methey're going to get to Gladys.

Anton, don't worry.

We've got our best boys on it.

[alarm wailing]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[grunts]

[grunts]

♪

[inaudible yelling]

Get back, okay?

[coughing]

[dramatic music building]

♪

[inaudible]

[inaudible]

[inaudible]

Eddie, I got her.
Coming back out.

EDDIE: Copy that.

Fire's getting
a little close up here.

We need to double-time it.

EDDIE: Cap, the roof is gone!

Then Buck's
gonna have to lower himself

the rest of the way.
You secure that rope,

and you get out of there.

Mitchell, Sanchez,
get the airbag.

Line's all yours, Buck.

All right, I got it.
I'll see you down there.

Come on, Buck.
Come on, buddy.

Go, let's go!
We gotta move!

[air hissing]

♪

FIREFIGHTER: Oh, my God.

FIREFIGHTER: Are you okay?

[soft dramatic music]

-Watch her head.
-All right.

[cheers and applause]

[inaudible]

♪

[heartwarming music]

♪

-[exhales]
-[siren wailing]

We got a 60-year-old male
with smoke inhalation,

mild head lacerations,
syncopal episode at scene.

BP's 150/100, but I did notice
an irregular heart rhythm.

Okay, we're buried here.
Thanks.

Okay, hang on, hang on.

This man could havea serious thyroid problem.

Tell cardiologyto order a 12-lead EKG

looking for arrhythmiaassociated with hypercalcemia.

Got it.

Whoo!
And that was something, huh?

A fire that big,
and no fatalities.

We have to celebrate.

We should hit up
that bar on Pico, you know,

the one with the loaded fries.
First round's on me.

Wish I could, man.

Christopher's hosting
his first sleepover tonight.

Hey, you're more than welcome
to come and celebrate

with a bunch of nine-year-olds.

Hah, the rest of uswill toast your absence.

You're gonna
have to toast mine, too.

Tonight's date night
with Karen.

She can come.

I don't think that's her ideaof a date, but have fun.

Yeah, and I'm sorry, Buck,
but, uh, Athena and I

have a date night tonight, too,so you guys have a good time.

-Good job.
-Yeah, sure.

See you, Cap.

No offense,but you are not the Buckley

I was looking forwardto spending my night with.

I get it, Chim.

Go wine and dine my sister.
I'll be fine.

Okay, Buckley,

guess we'll celebrate alone.

[indistinct chatter]

-I'll take a beer, please.
-BARTENDER: You got it.

NEWSCASTER: Heroic firefighter
rescue from blazing inferno.

Tonight at 11:00.

[news theme plays]

Idiot.

Excuse me?

Running straightinto a hellfire like that,

pulling rope stunts.

Only a moron would dosomething that reckless.

Those "morons"
are saving lives.

Damn straight.

LAFD.

Best and bravest
on God's green earth, right?

[laughs]

[chuckles]

You used to be a firefighter.

Still a firefighter.

Just 'cause you retire doesn't
mean you forget who you are.

Red Delacroix.

Evan Buckley.

Buck.
Here, what are you drinking?

No, no, after whatyou pulled out there,

this round's on me,

but I still think
you're an idiot.

-Buck.
-[laughs]

RED: So I'm telling you,

so we're just bringing down
the last of this litter,

and that mother bobcat,

she's got a laser-beam focus
on Mac and me.

And she saying, "Forget
about the damn the brushfire,

you better not harm one hair
on any of my babies."

[both laughing]

Oh, Mac,
he bought it in 2002.

Power lines.
Chatsworth.

Oh, man, I'm sorry.

-Yeah.
-You must see--

still talk to your old crewfrom time to time, right?

I mean, you guys are all stillin touch?

At first.

You know, there were
barbecues and parties and...

swapping war stories.

[both laugh]

And after that,
there were Christmas cards

and emails about the grandkids.

Nowadays, the only thing that

gets us all together
in the same room

is when another one
of us is dead.

We're all gonna go eventually,
kid.

You just don't want to be
the last one left.

So no grandkids for you?

You'd have to have kids.

[melancholy music]

I always thought
I'd...I'd get around to it,

but just never happened,
you know?

I was too consumed
with the firehouse

and being the best
and saving lives.

It's hard for a woman
to compete with that.

SINGER: ♪ Yesterdays

Oh. You hear that?

-What, Billie Holiday?
-Mm.

The sweet sound of no kids.

Oh.

SINGER: ♪ Sequestered days

Mm.

-Mm.
-[knocking at door]

You gotta be kidding.

Oh, let's pretend
we're not home.

[laughs] Can't do that.
Come on.

-All right.
-[knocking at door]

Oh, don't open the door
all the way.

You know whoever it is
is gonna want to come inside.

[knocking at door]

Hen?

Hi,
sorry to come by unannounced.

I tried to call you,

but both of your phones
were off.

It was going
straight to voicemail.

Oh, you two reallyhave a vibe going on here.

Why do you thinkwe weren't answering the phone?

Didn't you and Karenhave dinner plans tonight?

We're on our way
to the restaurant.

Did you leave her in the car?

She refused to get out the car.

I'm violating the sanctity
of date night or something.

Bobby, they said on the radio
that someone

from that apartment building
fire died.

Anton.

The guy with the cat?He seemed fine at the scene.

He should've been fine.

I gave that nurse
the full rundown.

I even suggested an EKG.

I don't know
what we could've missed.

Okay, just let me make a call.

Wow, you two reallygo all out for date night.

[chuckles]I'm impressed.

Me and Karen,we're just going for Mexican.

I need to step up my game.

Your wife is spending
date night alone in her car.

You might want to take
a few steps.

[laughs]

What time do florists close?

No, you might
want to think bigger.

Google "jewelry."

Mm.

Official cause of death,
cardiac arrest.

[stammers]

I told them he might
have hypercalcemia.

That's probably
what contributed

to his heart failure.

Maybe they didn't have timeto check for it.

They were inundatedwith patients from the fire.

-Cap.
-I'm sorry.

[soft dramatic music]

We assess the situation,
we treat the patients,

and we pass the information
on to nurses and doctors.

What's the point
in doing all that

if they're just
gonna ignore it?

Hen, you did your job.

Too bad nobody else did theirs.

♪

You know,I really didn't need an escort.

Red, just didn't want youto end up in a ditch.

-Whoop!
-[both laughing]

[hiccupping]

There we are.

All right, all right.There you go.

Enough good deeds.
[laughs]

You can get home.

I'm all right.
I'm all right.

Oh, hey.

This is them, right?
This is your house.

Yeah, that's my family.
Fightin' 134.

That's our cap, Al Prescott.

And then Phillie,
I told you about him.

And then there's Arno,
Mac,

and that's me.

We were about your age
around then, huh?

BUCK: John Delacroix.

Well, you didn't think Red was

actually my birth name, do you?

The guys used to call me
Code Red

because I was a bit
of a hothead

when I was young, huh?

You know about that,
don't you, Buck?

-The hotheads?
-[both laughing]

BUCK: Hey.

Who's this?

Cindy.
The one that got away.

We were gonna be married.

What happened with you two?

Our jobs keep us pretty busy.

It's hard for someone
not to feel

like they're always
coming in a distant second.

You broke up over the job?

World Series, 1988.

She had got tickets to see
the Dodgers play Oakland,

home game.

And I had already scheduled

a shift,
and I figured

nobody was gonna beat
the A's anyway.

So I told her
I'd make it up to her later.

And there never was a later.

Gibson hit that homerun
in game one,

and by the time
the fifth game came along,

she was gone.

[melancholy music]

You got anybody, kid?

Me? Uh...no.

I did once, but--

Now listen to me.

You can be the hero,
save lives,

but don't neglect
having your own.

Last thing you want
is to be at the end

holding nothing but regrets.

Trust me.

I know.

♪

Look, I'm just saying Red
is a 40-year veteran

of the department.
Two citations for bravery.

Now he lives alone
in a one-bedroom apartment

he pays for with his pension.

Well, from the way
you described him,

it sounds like
he's okay with that.

BUCK: Well, I'm not okay
with it.

BOBBY: Nice one, Eddie.

So it's all about you.

No, come on.
That's not what I'm saying.

It does seem like his situationis bothering you

more than it bothers him.

Yeah.
I mean, it does bother me.

Look, Red has no friends,
no family.

All the guys from the 134,
they don't talk anymore.

It's like they just
left him behind.

I'm sure they didn't mean to,
Buck.

Life gets busy.

It's easy for people
to lose touch,

especially when you don't work
in the same firehouse anymore.

Well,
that doesn't make sense to me.

BOBBY: Nice shot, Hen.

I mean,
that would never happen to us.

Of course not.
We're family.

Yeah,
it's never gonna change.

Yeah, like if Bobby retired.

You know something I don't?

Some day.

You know, or one of us
got moved to another house,

we would still
all stay in touch.

Exactly. Like you two.

You still keep in touch
with the guys

that used to be here,
right?

Um, I don't know if we'd call

some of them friends.

I spoke with Tommy last year.

I was calling
to ask for a favor, but...

Anyways,
that won't happen to us.

Better not.

Dad, Dad, this is dumb.

Now, why couldn't you justdrive to the store like normal?

It's a beautiful, and I wantedto spend quality time with son.

-Sue me.
-[both laughing]

And if I drove,

then we couldn't ridethese babies home.

Yo! Seriously?

Wait, Mom says I'm not allowed.

Mom's not here,is she?

And she's not the boss of me.

-Okay, she is the boss of me.
-Uh-huh.

But she's not here, is she?

-Come on, hop on.
-All right.

-Let's go.
-All right.

[upbeat music]

Okay.
Oh, yeah!

-All right, here we go.
-Do not tell her.

[excited chatter]

Awesome!

-I knew you'd like it.
-Yep.

[both shouting]

Oh, nice move.

[both laughing]

[both shouting]

I think we should stick
to the sidewalk.

-Yeah. Whoa, watch out!
-MARK: Whoa!

[both shouting]

Get out of the way!
Get out of the way!

Jeez!

-I think I got the hang of it.
-Yeah.

-[both laughing]
-Yeah.

-[loud buzzing]
-Hey, what's that noise?

[both shouting]

[Mark cries]

Sir, can you move in there?

MARK: I think I broke my arm.

HEN: You're lucky
that's all you broke.

These things are death traps,
especially without helmets.

Which I will definitelybe writing him a ticket for.

This thing didn't help.

You're lucky they didn't crashinto oncoming traffic.

MARK: Where's Bryce?

Your son is fine.
Just some cuts and bruises.

-I feel terrible.
-MARGOT: Well, you should.

You almost killed them.

EDDIE: Somebody
order a chainsaw?

MARK: Wait, did he just say
"chainsaw"?

I am so sorry.
I don't even know

how this happened.

It just--it got away from me--

MARK: Whoa!
Careful with that thing.

I think it was the wind.

What were you doing
flying a drone

over my house
in the first place?

It's illegal to fly a droneover private property.

That's trespassing.

Wha--no, this is just
a big misunderstanding.

I'm a realtor.
I was getting aerial footage

of the neighborhood
for a new listing.

Helps sell the full experience.

-Mm.
-I know almost every neighbor

on the street,
and I haven't heard about

any of them selling.

Hasn't gone up on the MLS yet.

Well, if you were flyingfor your realty company,

then thisis a commercial drone,

which should be registeredwith the FAA.

Can I see
your remote pilot's license?

I don't have one.

Company's too cheap
to pay for it.

Mm.Jones.

Then I'm guessing they're too
cheap to bail you out of jail.

Wait, you're arresting me?
For what?

Operating a drone
without a license,

trespassing,

and destruction
of private property.

Is this really necessary?

Can't I just pay
a fine or something?

Think of itas getting the full experience.

Watch your head.

Arresting me just feels like

way more trouble
than it's worth.

Arresting you is my job.

You want to complainto someone,

save your sob storyfor the Feds.

This is their jurisdiction.
Rhee, take good care of him.

Come on. Come on.
Walk this way.

JEFFERY: I wanna talk
to my lawyer!

Hey, Gigi, Feds are gonna
want to see this.

Oh, this is a nice one.

Top of the line.

-Expensive?
-For sure.

Probably cost that foola pretty penny.

Says he uses it for work.

Yeah, well,whoever paid for it,

-it's junk now.
-JEFFERY: I want a lawyer!

You want meto log it into evidence?

You think the video card's
still good on that thing?

I mean,the machine took a beating,

but yeah,card should be fine.

-Why?
-I don't know.

Just got a weird feeling
I can't shake.

You know what?
Get a warrant.

Let's see what he's really
been doing with that drone.

Thanks.

[TV plays indistinctly]

[knocking at door]

I found her.
I found Cindy.

I didn't know she was lost.

Last I heard,she was living in La Crescenta

with thatdentist husband of hers.

Wait, you knew
where she was this whole time?

Well, it wasn't likeI was stalking her, but yeah.

From time to time,I'd learn some stuff.

Did you hear the part when Itold you that she was married?

Ah, not anymore.

He died.
Isn't that great?

I mean, not great.

Uh, that's obviouslyan overstatement.

I'm sure he was a nice man.

When did he die?

A few years back.

So she's been alone
all this time.

She doesn't have to be.

She's single.

You're...

seriously single.

Nah, I couldn't.
I mean, that wouldn't be--

Last thing you want

is to be at the end holdingnothing but regrets.

Don't add another regretto your collection.

Well, her husband just passed,
and...

I guess the polite thing
to do would be

to go and see her
and pay my respects, huh?

You should change.

[Toto's "Hold the Line"]

You should get the car ready.

All right.

♪

SINGER: ♪ Love isn't always
on time ♪

[vocalizing]

Here.
You are gonna want these.

What's this?

Two tickets
to the Dodgers-Mets series.

Now they are
up in the nosebleeds,

but somehow I don't think
you guys are gonna care.

SINGER: ♪ It's not in the way
that you came back to me ♪

♪ It's not in the way
you look ♪

♪ Or the things
that you say that you'll do ♪

♪ Hold the line

♪ Love isn't always on time

[vocalizing]

♪

[knocking on door]

[wind chime ringing]

Hello.
Can I help you?

Yes, ma'am.
We're here to see Cindy.

Who is it, Doris?

-Well--
-Hey, Cindy.

Oh, my.Oh! Hello!

Oh, what a nice surprise!
[laughs]

You're friends of Mrs. Cindy's?

He is.I'm just a driver.

Please, please,
come in, come in.

[soft music]

[laughs]
Thank you.

I'm telling you,
we always had a lot of fun,

but I never saw her
run so fast.

-[laughs]
-From an earthquake?

No--well,I said, "Quake!"

And she thought I said,"Snake!"

-[laughter]
-And she ran inside.

She slammed
the patio door closed,

and she locked me outside.

-[laughs]
-They make terrible pets.

-Yeah.-Yeah, no, no, I've heard that.

And with the birds,

I mean, you know I can't,of course--

I've never been
much of a pet person myself.

I can barely
keep myself alive.

But I guess with children,

you had all sorts
of animals running around.

You have to fold themvery carefully

before you put them in the box.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

Uh, hey, Red,
maybe we should--

I knew Red once.

♪

Yup.

A long time ago.

You're not Stanley.

Why-why are you in my house?

Who let you into my house?

-[softly] No.
-Doris!

I think it's getting late.

Uh, yeah, hey,
I think you're right.

We should go.
Red, we--

Shut up!
[softly] I know.

Listen, Cindy, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for...

really didn't mean
to bother you.

I'm just really sorry.

I can't go.

-No, of course.
-Those men...

♪

Yeah, please excuse us.

-It's okay.
-Hey, hey, Red.

I'm sorry, okay?
I didn't know--

-Stop!
-I had no idea.

I was trying to help.

Do you even understandwhat you just did?

She was all I had left.

Everything else,everyone else is gone.

At least I hadthese great memories of her.

The girlthat started bar fights

and the girlwho was afraid of snakes.

The girl who knew who I was.

Now I don't even have that.

Hm?

-Red.
-Come on, listen to me.

Just stay away from me.

I'm not sure I can surviveyour help anymore.

♪

Got your message.
You found something?

Yeah, I looked
at the most recent file.

It's mainly aerial footage
of the neighborhood.

Yeah, that's what he saidhe was doing.

But then it gets weird.

[suspenseful music]

♪

That's why he was
flying a drone over her house.

He's a Peeping Tom.

Rhee.

The guy I brought in earlier,
Jeffery Hudson,

bring him up and put him
in interrogation two.

-Drone guy?
-Yeah.

We bounced him out.

What?
On whose authorization?

Feds. Said it wasn't worth
the drive across town.

Told us to cut him loose
with a warning.

♪

Thought I was helping himbut just made everything worse.

But you didn't mean to,and I'm sure he'll realize that

once he calms down.

She didn't even knowwho he was.

For a second, it was likeshe was afraid of him.

You don't get over thatso easy.

Abby's mom would havemoments like that.

You know, Abby would alwaysjust take it in her stride,

but I know it hurt

to have someoneyou love so much

look at her,

not see her.

You still think
about her a lot?

Abby's mom?

[both laughing]

Yes, fine, sometimes

I still think about Abby.

But that isn'twhat this is about.

Okay, so you don't think
this business with Red

is hitting
a little close to home?

A lonely hero firefighterwho's pining for his lost love?

I mean,that's ridiculous.

[bittersweet music]

You think I'm lonely?

I think that you tried dating
a few times after Abby left.

Which did not work out.

So you just stop trying?

Look, I know how hard this is.

Do you?

I mean, look,no offense,

but you're never the onegetting left behind.

You're the one who leaves.

And not with Doug.

Okay, Doug definitelyyou should've left.

All the guysyou dated before him,

the girl you werebest friends with

in high school,Mom and Dad, me.

♪

-Buck, I--
-Look, Maddie, I'm not mad.

I'm just sayingmaybe you don't understand.

You're always the onewho leaves.

You don't knowwhat it's like to watch

someone you love walk away.

[bell rings]

[dramatic music]

Welcome back to The Last Cook
where the losing chefs

from all my other shows
get one more chance

at redemption by me.

Now, we're heading
into the dessert round,

and everything is on the line.

Chef Maurice, what are you
preparing for me here?

Triple bourbon bread pudding,Chef.

Just adding some more bourbonto the sauce now.

And you've also got bourbon

in the pudding itself
and the whipped cream.

Sure that won't be
overpowering?

I want to make sure
the vanilla oak

and caramel notes
of the bourbon

really come through.

So you're not worried
about repeating old mistakes?

Don't worry, Chef.

Not letting the title
get away from me this time.

It's gonna be great.

Well, you certainly
sound confident.

And I'm looking forward
to seeing

if the dish lives up to that.

Chef Sharlene, you are going
full on pastry here.

This is my orange-infusedchocolate truffle cake.

LANA: Sounds decadent.

And you're doing
the whipped cream by hand.

You're not worried about time?

I'm gonna whipas fast as I can.

Wow.Nitrous whipped cream.

A winning chef would want
the soft peaks and valleys

you get from a hand whip,

not the industrial fluff
you get

from pressurized gas,

but, hey,
it's gonna be great, right?

[tense music]

-[loud clattering]
-[screams]

CREWMEMBER: Medic!

[screams]

The cannister,
it just--it exploded.

I don't know how it happened.

Our on-set medics have been
keeping pressure on the wound.

-He's right here.
-HEN: We'll take it from here.

[dramatic music]

Maurice, can you hear me?

He's breathing very shallow.

His pulse is droppingin real time.

Superficial wounds
to the head and face.

I got blunt force trauma
to the chest,

possibly a few broken ribs.

♪

See what we got here.

Cap.

-How deep is that shrapnel?
-CHIMNEY: Can't say.

Difference between
life or death

this close to the heart
is millimeters, not inches.

Mercy Hospital,
this is Captain Nash, 118.

We have a patientwith a penetrating chest wound.

Have surgeons standing by.

[siren wailing]

His BP's bottoming out.

I'll bolusanother liter of saline.

That's not gonna cut it.

We're still
seven minutes out by my watch.

He's got half of that.

His torso's
filling up with blood.

That shrapnel
probably clipped his aorta.

Hen, you have no way
of knowing that.

I could do a thoracotomy.

You want to cut him openin a moving ambulance?

I could just widen the opening
that's already there.

That's a job for a surgeon,Hen.

I'll manually pinch the aorta
just above the injury.

It's a job for a surgeon!

And even if you're luckyenough to find it, what then?

You're gonna cut offcirculation in his lower limbs?

I'll preserve blood flow
to the heart, lung, and brain.

-Hen, no.-He's circling the drain, Chim.

-You want to send him down it?
-[machine beeping rapidly]

He's in VTAC.
He's about to code.

I'll give some pressors
to stabilize BP.

You do what you want,
I'm doing this.

-Hen!
-[siren wailing]

Just because you lostthat guy at the fire

does not meanyou have to do this.

-Hen, no.
-HEN: I did not lose Anton.

The hospital did.

Damn it.

[suspenseful music]

♪

Come on.

[squelching]

Right there.

-Almost.
-[rapid beeping]

[siren wailing]

Almost.

♪

I think I got it.

-[beeping steadily]
-[exhales]

BP's holding.
Okay.

Don't let go.

MEDIC: Steady.
Lower him down gently.

Be careful, be careful.

-What the hell happened?
-He started crashing.

Too much blood loss.

Did a thoracotomy
to stabilize him.

Are you kidding me?That's a surgeon's job.

CHIMNEY: Well, it's a job
she's done and done well,

so you might as well
tell us where we're headed.

Hold on.

Type and cross for six units.Page Dr. Royce.

-We got this, medic.
-No, I got it.

I let for half a second andhe codes before we make the ER.

I'm on this train till the end.
Now which way?

Go.

[dramatic music]

♪

-ROYCE: What do we got?
-Thoracotomy in the field.

Wow.
Someone needed a challenge?

Afraid I didn't have a choice.

Shrapnel appears to have
punctured or nicked the aorta,

which I'm currently
pinching off by hand.

All right,
we're gonna clamp the aorta

directly above your finger.

Whatever you do,
don't move.

[squelching]

You can let go now, Doctor.

♪

Doctor?

Oh, sorry.

She's not a doctor.

She's the paramedic
who brought him in.

Apparently felt the need to
break every rule in the book.

♪

Well, you know
what they say about rules.

You were right
about the shrapnel.

Nice work,
Firefighter...

Wilson, ma'am.

Henrietta Wilson.

[panting]

Red, hey.Hey, I came as soon as I could.

-What happened?
-[groans]

I'm sorry.I didn't know who else to call.

No, no, I'm glad you called.

You said you neededsome help getting home.

I should be so lucky.
These--

I've been arguing with these
doctors for the last hour.

They won't release me,

so I think you wasted
a trip down here.

Well, they probably knowwhat's best.

They'll release youwhen you're better.

Oh, kid,
there is no better.

This escalator's
only going in one direction.

It's mesothelioma.

I got diagnosed last year.

Actually,

they tell me I lasted longer
than they thought I would.

Well, you know me.
Stubborn.

Don't ever want to quit.
Until now.

No, there must besome kind of treatment.

You know,something they can do.

Stop trying to save me.

You're 40 years too late.
Hm?

I'm sorry.

Okay, uh, what can I do?

Maybe you could
sit with me for a while, huh?

Unless you got
something else to do.

[somber music]

No.

I'm good here.

Hey, you, uh, never told me
about Arno.

[laughs]

How did he break his nose?

Well...

that's a good one.

So the call comes in,

and it's in an abandoned
warehouse downtown on Fifth.

Smoke coming
out of every window.

So Arno,
pretty clumsy...

[soft dramatic music]

♪

[cheers and applause]

And they call me a show-off.

Next thing you know, she'll be
doing field transplants.

That's why she needs the coat.

I know, you were right.It could've gone the other way.

But it didn't, so we putthat in the win column.

We take 'emwhenever we can get 'em.

Let's commemorate
the first surgery.

-Yes, come on. Dr. Wilson.
-Come on! Come on!

Try it on.

Hen.

Ahh.

-ALL: Ooh.
-Ooh, it's nice.

Yes.

Dr. Wilson.
[laughs]

I do like the sound of that.

[laughter]

[cell phone ringing]

-EDDIE: I'll send you these.
-CHIMNEY: Good job, Hen.

Uh--hello?

Looks good on you.

Thanks, Cap.

And I'm sorry.
I wasn't thinking.

It was just--
it was just instinct.

And yeah, maybe I was still madabout Anton dying.

Felt like I had to make sure
that this one stayed a win.

Feels like this is aboutmore than Anton.

That girl,the cello player.

You're stillthinking about her.

♪

Every day.

So how much trouble am I in?

Patient didn't die.No one's lodged a complaint.

It's a great save.Don't do it again.

[sirens wailing distantly]

Thanks.
I'll take him from here.

How'd you get them
to spring me?

BUCK: You know,
I, uh, made a few calls.

Actually,
it was a lot of calls.

Turns out I am also stubborn.

RED: Don't I know it.

So you're taking me home,
right?

No unscheduled stops
at the Mayo Clinic

for any groundbreaking
experimental treatment.

Oh, I'm taking you home.

Just not in my car.

[Warren Zevon's
"Keep Me in Your Heart"]

[light folk music]

BOBBY: Attention.

SINGER:
♪ Shadows are falling

♪ And I'm running
out of breath ♪

♪ Keep me in your heart
for a while ♪

♪ When you get up
in the morning ♪

♪ And you see
that crazy sun ♪

♪ Keep me in your heart
for a while ♪

♪ There's a train
leaving nightly called ♪

♪ "When All Is Said
and Done" ♪

♪ Keep me in your heart
for a while ♪

♪

♪ Hold me in your thoughts

You did this for me.

Well, you sacrificed
everything for the job.

Least we could do
is say thank you.

SINGER: ♪ And when
the winter comes ♪

♪ Keep the fires lit

[sirens wail]

♪ And I will be
right next to you ♪

♪

[Bobby shouts]

Firefighter Delacroix,
you take the captain's seat.

[siren squawks]

SINGER: ♪ These wheels
keep turning ♪

♪ But they're running
out of steam ♪

♪ Keep me in your heart
for a while ♪

♪ Keep me in your heart
for a while ♪

♪

[vocalizing]

♪

♪ Keep me in your heart
for a while ♪

♪

[vocalizing]

♪

♪ Keep me in your heart
for a while ♪

BUCK: He passed away
at 5:23 this morning.

The department's
gonna pay for the funeral.

♪

At least he wasn't alonein the end.

You were a good friend to him.

Or did I just do that thing
that I always do

and make it about me?

Try and fix him
to make myself feel better.

Maybe, but you were therewhen no one else was.

You know, all he ever wanted
to do was talk about the job.

[soft dramatic music]

Really was his whole life.

Evan.

You are not Red.

His life is not your future.

-You don't know that.
-Yes, I do.

Because he didn'thave a sister.

He didn't have me.

♪

I know that I left you twice.

Once with Mom and Dad,

and once when thingsgot rough with Doug,

but I came back.

Because you're my brother.

And I love you.

♪

I love you too.
[laughs]

You're nevergonna be left behind.

Okay?No matter what.

♪

You promise?

[laughs]

[both laughing]

-I promise.
-[sniffles]

OFFICER: This is unit one.

The suspect in question
is now...

-Hey, Lou.
-Hey.

Thanks for coming.

I'm surprised
you were interested

to come
onto a voyeurism case.

Serial voyeur,and guys like that,

usually the tipof a very dark iceberg.

Follow me around back.

♪

All right, the house is clear,
some clothes were missing,

and the car is gone.

Looks like
he packed up in a hurry.

Find anything in the garage?

Well, the techs are still
sifting through it.

[indistinct chatter,
camera shutter clicks]

Dozens of hard drives,
hundreds of files

and folders
named after addresses.

Probably more creepy peeping.

It's gonna take a while
to catalogue all of it.

STAFFORD: Oh, my God.

Stafford?

I found a video,
but it's not drone footage.

♪

[dark music]

♪

He's not a Peeping Tom.
He's a serial rapist.

And we let him get away.

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