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TODD: But it's all about what you're putting

in the meat, right? Let me tell you.

[speaking indistinctly]

Hey!Watch it, you little hellions.

They started it, Uncle Todd.

I don't carewho drew first blood.

Move the Jedi battleaway from the grill

before somebody gets burned.

[easygoing music]

[children giggling]

Man, I ain't never having kids.

All right, everybody, get out your phones.

It's time for the reveal.

Benny, Charlie, Ricky. Dang it.

You heard your mom.Get over here.

Come on.

Dear Lord, please let it be a girl.

Amen.

Okay, here we go!

Can we get a countdown, y'all?

ALL: Five, four, three...

JAMES: Dang it, Charlie.

It's a girl.

James, we're finally having a little girl!

Sweet God, hallelujah. [laughs]

[Molly gasps]

-[flames roar] -[Todd screams]

[all screaming]

[mouths word]

[screaming]

-[siren wailing] -How bad?

Well, you're very lucky that your brother-in-law

got you into that pool so fast.

Let's push one mil of morphine to make him comfortable.

Yes, Cap.

Sir, this might sting a little bit, okay?

I'm just gonna put this sterilized gauze...

[inhales sharply]

On until you getto the hospital, okay?

The burns lookpretty superficial, actually,

probably nothing morethan a second-degree.

But my face will be okay, right?

I think so.

And that eyebrow will grow back in no time.

Wait. What's wrong with my eyebrow?

[whispers] Nice one.

What do you say, Captain?

-Hey, Judd. -Hey.

Hey, y'all, that's good. That's enough!

Hey, Stollman, kill the pressure

on the hose, will you?

All right. Hey, great work, everybody.

Let's pack it up and go.

[indistinct chatter]

Whew.

Man, who knew gender reveal dust could go out like that?

Yeah, well, you take any starch-based powder

and put it near an open flame, watch what happens.

You ask me, the whole idea of a gender reveal party

is pretty messed up,

people filming themselves rooting

for a girl or a boy, it's unseemly.

Yeah, not to mention, you don't get the gender

from the ultrasound.

You get it from the kid.

Sing it, brother.

126, we're on the move. Let's go.

-MOLLY: Ohh! -MAN: Miss Molly!

-Hey, what happened? -[Molly moaning]

JAMES: Breathe, breathe, breathe.

-Ma'am, are you okay? -She's coming!

Sir, how many months is she?

Uh, seven months. Uh, it's too early.

Probably induced by the stress.

Ma'am, we're gonna get you

-to a hospital right away. -No time.

-But you just went into labor. -I've had three of these, kid.

Trust me, she's coming now.

[moans]

-Judd. -What?

Since Cap's gone,you're in charge.

Oh, right. Uh--oh, right.

All right, so go inside, get--get sheets, towels,

anything that's clean.

-PAUL: Yeah. -Get on the radio,

tell them that we needan RA unit ASAP.

Hey, then grab that med kit offthe truck, come back with it.

You can help Marjanwith anything she needs.

-Me? -Yeah, you're certified,

-ain't you? -[Molly moaning]

MARJAN: You can do this.You're almost there.

Take a deep breath and push.

Oh, God!

-MARJAN: Push. -[Molly moaning]

-MARJAN: I can see it. -MOLLY: She's coming early.

-Oh, she's coming early. -You got this.

MOLLY: I'm not ready for this. She's too early.

Take a deep breath and push.

Oh, God! [whimpers]

MARJAN: Okay, push,push, push, push.

[moaning]

I can see her!I can see her!

[moans]

[dramatic music]

-JUDD: Ooh. -PAUL: Ooh.

[laughing] You did, Mama.

-PAUL: Wow. -MARJAN: You did it.

MOLLY: Aww.

Congratulations, it's a boy.

That's impossible. That--that cloud was pink.

It was pink, man.

ALL: Yay!

-JAMES: Pink. -[baby and Molly crying]

[tense music]

♪

GWENYTH: Who misses their own son's birthday?

OWEN: One of my guys was having a hard time.

I just couldn't bail.

GWENYTH: Your son was having a hard time.

OWEN: TK understands.

Everyone at my station has lost so many people...

GWENYTH: So help me, Owen, if you throw 9/11 in my face

one more time...

[machine beeps]

OWEN: They're calling ita level two coma.

He moans a little,chews in his sleep.

-Mm. -He's probably starving.

[monitor beeping]

And it seems like he's gonnawake up, and he just...

doesn't.

Owen, I'm so sorry.

[inhales deeply]But we were lucky...

that the bullet didn't hit his heart or his spine.

It's a miracle.

It did nick a major vesselin his shoulder,

under the sub...

Subclavian artery.

I had to take a couple of anatomy surveys

in grad school, so...

-Huh. Good recall. -Thanks.

And then he went intohypovolemic shock,

and... some of his organsstarted to shut down.

Oh, my God, Owen.

But look at him,He's...he's doing better.

He's breathing on his own.

Everything seems to befunctioning okay now.

[solemn music]

Come on, come meet my boy.

[chuckles softly]

♪

Oh.

He looks like you.

He looks more like his mother,actually.

Does she know yet?

She's travelling on businessin China.

She's desperately trying to geta flight back,

but...I told her by the timethat happens, he'll be awake.

-Yeah. -And the doctors say

it could be any minute.

So I'm--I'm just waiting here.

♪

I'm glad you're here.

I didn't realize how muchI could use the companionship.

♪

-And a shower. -Yeah.

-Right? -Yep. Yeah.

-I'm--I'm guessing. -You're pretty gamey, yeah.

[whispers] Dad.

TK.

TK.

Hey--hey.[shushes]

-Dad. -It's all right.

-Where am I? -It's all right.

-What happened? -It's all right.

It's all right.You're okay.

You're in the hospital,but you're okay.

I'm here.I'm here.

What happened? What happened?

[panting]

You were shot.

♪

Is she my doctor?

Who, me? Oh, no.

No, I'm--I'm his, uh, date.

[curious music]

You brought a date?

♪

[somber music]

Last thing I remember is...

being at the stationthat night,

talking to youand petting Buttercup.

[monitor beeping]

After that,it's...it's all black.

That's probably for the best.

Dad, what happened?

Who--who the hell shot me?

[breathes deeply]

We were responding to a possible cardiac event

behind a locked door...

[clicks tongue]

Forced our way in,

and a seven-year-old boy with his grandfather's gun shot you.

He thought we were intruders.

[softly]Oh, that poor kid.

Does anybody knowhow he's holding up?

I hear he's been meeting with APD counseling.

He's come from a good family, goes to a nice church.

♪

[chuckles]

It's so like you to be sitting here

with a hole in your chest

and still thinking about somebody else.

Right, I'm--I'm gonna go hometomorrow,

but I-I can't evenremember it.

Is that kid gonna be ableto forget it?

[sighs deeply]

Okay, there--there isone more thing

I have to ask you,but you got to promise

to give it to me straight.

Sure, anything.

What's the dealwith that hot babe, Zoe?

First of all, she is not just a hot babe.

She is the head of the psychology department at UT.

Oh.

-And she is a really hot babe. -[laughs] Yeah, she is.

So are you gonna tell me how long you've been seeing her?

When you tell me how long you've been seeing the cop.

Oh, God.

[laughs]

[upbeat music]

MARJAN: Wait. No, no, no.

No, wait. Wait.

PAUL: You still here?

I'm bonding with Buttercup.

PAUL: Your shift is over.

Wait. Okay.

Okay. [laughs]

You see how good he listens to Auntie.

That's 'cause you love Auntie the most.

Okay, it's because you havethe doggy treats.

Wait till TK gets back.

We'll see how much loveyou get then.

When is TK coming back?

-He needs to heal. -So, like, a couple weeks?

No, sooner than that.

He was shot.

Yeah, I heard thata firefighter in Los Angeles

had a piece of rebargo through his brain,

and then he was back at workwithin a month.

That's impossible.

Well, my buddy swearsit's true.

-[chuckles] -California, man.

When's Cap coming back?

Soon, I hope.

PAUL: What, you don't likefilling in for him?

I mean, I like the little bump in pay,

but y'all can keep the rest of it.

[cell phone ringing] Hey, Daddy, where you at?

STUART: I'm at home.

Wait, what are you doing?

You're supposed to be running errands today,

and plus, Grace is cooking.

STUART: Well, I hope she didn't go

to a lot of trouble, 'cause I'm--I'm gonna have

to take a rain check.

Wha--oh, you not feeling good?

STUART: No, I'm fine.

I just had some things

I had to do around the house, lost track of time.

All right, well, get in your truck,

and, you know, we'll keep dinner warm.

I'm just getting off of work now.

STUART: Not tonight, Juddy.

Think I'll stay in.

Hey, you sound kind of funny.

STUART: I am funny.

[laughs] Life of the party.

Give my apologies to Grace.

We'll talk soon.

All right.

All right.

[dramatic music]

♪

[knocking on door]

♪

Hey, Daddy, where are you?

STUART: Lord in Heaven. You drive all the way out here?

JUDD: Oh, man.

♪

JUDD: Oh, for Pete's sake.

Why didn't you tell me you needed help?

Because I don't need any help.

-JUDD: Yeah. -[Stuart grunts]

How long you beenlaying here in the dark?

[sighs] Well...

since the sun went down.

Oh, so you've beenlaying in here all day?

No, just from the middle of the afternoon,

and now I've got to go relieve myself.

Thank you very much.

So you were just holding itall day?

You can sniff the rug if you need to.

-Yeah, yeah. -[Stuart laughs]

-I'ma pass. -[door closes]

[quirky music]

-So how'd that happen? -[urine splashing]

STUART: How did it happen?

I-I just got out of the shower,

and I tripped over that damn rug

while I was looking for my britches.

-[toilet flushes] -STUART: Oh, here they are.

So how come you didn't call Mr. Rick or Delores?

♪

What, and have them come over here

and catch me in my skivvies?

Well, you should have called me.

Oh, you was at work.

It wasn't an emergency anyway.

Besides that, I was just fixingto get up

when you walked in here.

Yeah, you looked like you was just fixing to.

[sighs]

You hungry?

Oh, I-I could eat. Yeah.

Why don't you let me fix you something?

You got anything in there?

There's some chorizo in the icebox,

and, uh, I think there's some eggs in there, too.

I thought Grace was gonna cook.

Well, I'ma have to give her call now

'cause she--she...

[sighs]

She was making a chili...

[metallic clang]

Hey, let--let me get rid of that old rug, will ya?

Oh, no,your mama loved this rug.

It ain't gonna go anywhere.

♪

WOMAN [on TV]: What are you doing?

Here you go, son.

I'm not even halfway done with this one.

You heard the doctor.

You can't overhydrate. If your--

Don't tell me what color my pee should be again.

-TK: What? -OWEN: You need a pillow.

-TK: I'm fine. -No.

No, you look uncomfortable.

Last thing you need isa stiff neck.

I said I'm fine.

Do you really plan to hover over me like a mother hen

for the next three weeks?

They said you might heal up in ten days but, yeah.

I talked toDeputy Chief Radford.

He said to take as much time at home as I need.

Dad, that's crazy. You should get back to work.

What are you gonna doabout food?

You--you stocked the fridge,

and I got a delivery app on my phone.

I'll be okay, I promise.

-[sighs] You sure? -I'm sure.

You could probably make next shift.

All right.I'll go get changed.

-[TK sighs] - Listen, Tk.

[dramatic music]

You'll be back in no time... two weeks or less.

Yeah, we'll see.

♪

BENNETT: Devil's Horn.

Now, inside that cave, son,your destiny awaits.

I always kind of pictured my destiny including

Wi-Fi and sunlight.

And, Dad,I can tell you right now

that caving is not gonna bemy jam.

Okay, how far does this thingeven go?

It's called spelunking,

and whether it'syour jam or not,

it's good to bea little scared sometimes.

Okay, please don't drop a quote on me.

"Fear defeats more people than any other one thing

in the world."

There's a reason thatpeople climb mountains

or swim with sharks.

It's because when you push yourself to the limits

and you succeed,then you feel like

there's nothing thatyou can't conquer.

[curious music]

Wait.

Is this about Trent Davis kicking my ass?

It's not just about Trent Davis kicking your ass

or Derek Coburn.

It's about you beingtoo chicken

to turn in your résumé for the art gallery internship.

Because I'm not like you!

[birds chirping]

I didn't inherit your confidence.

That's just it, Keithan.

I wasn't born with confidence. I earned it, and you can, too.

♪

By crawling througha pitch-black hole

into the bowels of the Earth?

♪

Yep.

KEITHAN: Ow.

BENNETT: You doing any better now that

we've been in here a little bit?

KEITHAN: No, it still feels like

I'm crawling through a nightmare factory.

[grunts softly] Hey, wait.

Don't--don't bats hang out in caves?

There's no bats in this cave.

Blind salamanders maybe, spiders for sure.

You know, you could have just stopped after saying

there weren't bats.

[tense music]

Dad, this seemsa little narrow, no?

[Bennett sighs]

Well, they call it "the Birth Canal."

Now, it's a tight squeeze, but just beyond this passage,

the cave opens up

into a beautiful cathedral of stone.

Every time, it's like a rebirth,

and I won't let fear--whoa!

Whoa! Ahh!

-Dad! -[Bennett grunting]

-KEITHAN: Dad! -[Bennett grunting]

-KEITHAN: Are you okay? -I'm okay.

[grunts] I'm okay.

Grab my legs...

and I'll try to shimmy out of here.

[suspenseful music]

[Keithan grunting]

[Bennett grunts]

[panting] You're stuck.

Hey, Dad, what are we gonna do?

BENNETT: I need you to listen to me.

You need to climb out of here and go get help.

You can do this, son.

I believe in you. Now go, okay?

♪

[sirens wailing, horn honks]

[dramatic music]

♪

My dad and I were crawling down this tunnel when he slipped.

He fell face-first.

Now he's stuck up to his knees. I-I couldn't pull him out.

Do you know what angle your dad got stuck at?

Were his legs like this, this, or this?

Uh, like--like that.

♪

So do you rememberhow far in y'all went,

how far down, how many turns,any of that?

KEITHAN: No.

No, it was dark, and--and I was scared.

Wait. Wait!

My dad called it "the Birth Canal."

-Does that help? -Yeah, it does, actually.

That's a great jobremembering that.

Please don't let him diedown there.

We're gonna do everything we can to get him out.

In the meantime,

I want you to go get those cuts looked at.

Paul, take Keithan down to EMS, have him checked out.

-PAUL: You got it, Cap. -OWEN: All right.

So?

They got to seal this thing up.

I've had three calls where people got stuck down there.

Three calls? How many saves?

How far down is it?

Uh, to the Birth Canal is 80 feet.

All right, let's get geared up!

Cap, Cap.

There's some 90-degree turnsin there

that ain't but two-feet wide.

Well, that excludes everybody except...

[tense music]

♪

[Marjan groans]

This reminds of that movie The Descent.

It's where these monsters just jump out

and rip these spelunker chicks in half--

-MARJAN: Hey, Mateo. -MATEO: Yeah?

MARJAN: Would you please stop?

MATEO: Copy that.

MARJAN: Bennett! Can you hear me?

BENNETT: Oh. Oh, thank God!

Who's there?

My name's Marjan. I have Mateo with me.

We're from Austin FD,

and we're gonna get you out of here, okay?

[uneasy music]

Is Keithan okay?

MARJAN: Yeah, he's doing fine.

He'll be a lot better once you're up there, too.

MATEO: I'ma toss this down, Marjan.

MARJAN: We're gonna pull you out of here, all right?

BENNETT: Okay.

MARJAN: You're doing good. Just hang in there.

[grunts]

We're moving as fast as we can.

All right, Mateo, I'm gonna throw this up to you.

Ready to catch?

MATEO: Got it.

[suspenseful music]

MARJAN: And pull!

♪

[Mateo grunts] Come on.

-BENNETT: Ow! Ow! -MARJAN: Okay, stop!

-MARJAN: Stop, stop, stop. -BENNETT: Ow!

He's in there pretty good.

Okay, take that back up to the surface

and drill in rope anchors at every corner

so it doesn't snag.

MATEO: Okay. What about you?

I need to open this tunnel up.

[sighs]

Okay, Bennett, you're gonna feel some vibrations,

and I have to warn you, this may not feel good.

[chisel grinding]

[drill buzzing]

[Bennett groans]

[chisel grinding]

[dramatic music]

♪

Ow! Ow! Ow!

OWEN: We're starting to lose light up here.

How we looking down there, Marjan?

[grinding stops]

I just need to add a little lube,

and we should be good to go.

♪

Okay.

I'm pouring soap solution on you now

to reduce the friction.

How you holding up?

Eh, I can't--I can't--

I find it hard to breathe.

I don't know why. My chest hurts.

MARJAN: Well, your lungs weren't built to hold

the weight of your body.

But we're almost done.

-Okay. -MARJAN: All right.

Here we go. Do it, Cap.

Okay!

[tense music]

It's working. It's working.

-[yelling] -MARJAN: Stop!

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.

♪

Bennett, what happened?

My chest...there's a rock protruding.

Can you flex your back and lift yourself up?

I can't breathe.

Cap, we have a problem.

He's snagged on a rock,

and if he had any strength left,

he could just lift himself clear,

but he's about to asphyxiate.

Put the radio next to him.

Here, I want you to talk to your father.

Ben, you still with me?

Okay, my cap wants you to hear something.

KEITHAN: Dad?

[gasps softly]

K-Keithan.

Look, I know that you're tired...

and scared and you just want to give up.

But come on, like you said, right?

"If we face our fears, there's nothing

we can't conquer," right?

[straining] Right.

KEITHAN: So, when they say "now,"

you got to give it everything you got.

And, Dad...I love you.

[sniffles]

I love you, too.

[whimpers]

[stirring music]

Good job.

On three, everything you've got.

One, two...

now!

♪

He's clear! He's clear!

[grunting]

Send down a basket so we can get him out of here.

[uplifting music]

♪

KEITHAN: Dad!

I've never been so scared in my life.

You did it. You did it, son.

You saved me.

No, they did.

Your dad's right, he wouldn't have made it without you.

KEITHAN:Thank you.

Keithan, you still scared of a little internship?

-Hell, no. -BENNETT: That's my boy.

♪

[bluesy music]

STUART: Oh, man, I'm about fit to bust.

[chuckles]

Gracey, this cobbler is one of

the many reasons that you're my favorite

daughter-in-law.

[both laugh]

Well, thank you, Dad, so much.

Daddy, let me ask you this.

How come you alwaysgo on about her being

your favorite daughter, but you never say anything

about--about where I rank among your favorite sons.

Oh, you're one of the top three.

Top three, ah, damn.Wow.

Thank you.You want some coffee?

No, thanks. It's getting late.

I guess I better be hitting the road.

So hang on just a-- just a minute here,

'cause...

[exhales deeply]

We wanted to talk to you just about what happened

the other night over at your place.

What happened?

With you falling down and everything.

[chuckles] Well, shoot, that's nothing.

Well, you know, we were talking.

That's the third time you fell this year,

and that ain't including the automobile accident

you got in last spring.

-JUDD: So... -Well, I told you

that that's because that nitwit cut me off.

The insurance company agrees with me.

What--what's that got to do with anything?

Well, we're just worried about you, Dad.

That's all.

There's no reasonto worry about me.

Well...

we kind of see it different than that, you know.

You--you being in that big-ass house

all by yourself is worrisome.

What's worrisome about me being in my house?

I've been in that house for 40 years.

I plan to die in that house.

Well, yeah, at this rate, it ain't gonna be long.

What the hell do you mean by that?

You know exactly what it means.

If I hadn't come over therethe other night,

you'd still be on your keisterright now.

What the hell you say?

And who asked you to come over anyway?

Oh, my God, you can bea stubborn old goat, man.

Judd...

What is this?

Y'all trying to get me to move into a nursing home?

Is that it?

What are you talking about a nursing home?

Hell, no, we're not.

We're saying that we want you to have

a-a-a more manageable house

with fewer steps that's closer to us.

I told you that I want to stay in my house,

in myhouse.

Okay. Fine.

Would you at least let us get you some help?

Look, I spent 30 years on the rig, offshore,

in the Gulf of Mexico.

-I-I've worked through heat. -I know.

I've worked through hurricanes--

Yeah, I know 'cause you're a real hard son of a bitch

and everybody knows that.

You know what? But you're not45 years old anymore.

You're 81, and you got goutand you got your arthritis

and God knows what else.

[sighing]

Gracey, that--this was...

a wonderful meal.

You--you really outdid yourself.

Y'all have a wonderful evening.

♪

[door closes]

A car, sir?

ANDREW: Harry, come down.

Okay, where is your son now?

-[siren wailing, horn honks] -ANDREW: Hurry, hurry!

He's gonna get himself killed up there.

[dramatic music]

♪

Hey, Harry's this way.

He was playing in his room.

I knew something was wrong when it got quiet.

Too quiet?Yeah, I know that sound.

You must be a dad, too.

He put one of his toy cars up his nose.

When I told him we needed to go to the emergency room,

he bolted.

Now he's up there.

He's very nimble.

All right, Judd,raise the ladder.

Paul, you're going up.

♪

PAUL: Hey, buddy. I'm Paul.

I'm here to get you down.

[indistinct radio chatter]

No, I can't.I'm too scared.

It's bad.

Aw, come on, now, little man.

Let me take a look at you. It's just a toy--

Okay.

I told you.It's bad, huh?

Nah, we, uh--we see stuff like this all the time.

Mind if I, uh...

How exactly did you get that in there?

The tires smell like cinnamon, and I really like cinnamon.

Apparently.

All right, well, the good news, Harry,

is that your airways are clear.

So how about you let me take you down, and we can--

No, if I go back down,

my dad says I'll have to goto the hospital.

What's wrong with the hospital?

That's where my mommy went the day she got the headache.

She never came home.

[somber music]

I see.

Look, I'm really sorry about that.

Hey, how about we make a deal?

If you come with me now, you won't have to go anywhere.

-I won't? -No, I can get it out for you.

But this is a "limited time, expires immediately" offer.

Okay.

Okay, Harry, showtime.

Now, on the count of three, I want you to blow your nose

like you have the biggest booger

in the world in there, okay?

-Okay. -Okay.

One, two, three. Blow.

[Harry's nose squeaks]

-PAUL: Blow, blow. -[Harry sighs]

HARRY: It didn't work.

It's okay, no worries.

It just means we're gonna have to go to plan B,

where I use my special "toy car removal" device.

Promise it won't hurt,though, right?

Uh, yep.

-You swear? -Do I swear?

[mouths words]

I swear.

♪

Okay, buddy.

Here we go.

-Ow, ow. -Yeah, okay.

-Ow, ow, ow. -Yeah.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

-I know. -Ow!

- [screams] Ow! -Hey!

-PAUL: Got it! -Hey.

-[Paul laughs] - ANDREW: Huh.

Look, there's not even any blood.

You lied!You promised it wouldn't hurt!

It hurts!

I'm--I'm sorry.

I didn't realize that it was gonna--

-Wow, you lied to a child? -You're a monster.

I-I kind of feel likea monster now.

Thank you.

Oh, don't tell me he did it again, sir.

ANDREW: Not exactly.

[knocking at door]

[dramatic music]

How?

After you left, I kept wondering

how Harry got it so far up there.

So you figured it out.

Tweezers. [snaps fingers]

[doorbell rings]

[light music]

Hi.

-Hey. -TK: Thanks for coming by.

-Please, come in. -Yeah, don't mention it.

I actually teach a, uh-- a grad seminar down the road.

I really love this whole new look you got going,

without all the tubes coming out of your face.

-Oh. -That's a joke.

I do that. I joke.

Oh, right.Well, good one.

Uh, so you'rea psychology professor.

That must bepretty fascinating,

diving deepinto people's heads,

figuring outwhat motivates them and stuff.

I dig it, yeah.

TK: You know, firefighting's the complete opposite,

always something new and unexpected.

We never get to, you know, really drill down on anything.

Um, can I get you an iced tea?

Sure, yeah,but I have to admit,

no one's ever reached out through my dot-EDU email

for iced tea before.

Right. Um...

-So... -ZOE: Thanks.

You and my dad...

♪

Sorry, was that a question?

You guys are good, right?

We're having fun.

But do you think it could be something that turns into...

something?

What's going on here?

I just want my dad to be happy,

in case, for some reason, I'm ever...not around.

Are you planning ongoing into another coma?

No, no.

To be fair, this is the second time this year

that I've almost died.

That's a long story.

What's going on?

What do you mean?

Why am I here?

♪

-Honestly? -Uh-huh.

I'm not sure.

You know, I feel like I-I really need

to talk someone, and, well, you're a psychologist.

-So... -I--mm...

I'm a professor of psychology

with a focuson human sexuality.

Oh.

But I'm alsoa really good listener.

Well, thank you.

I appreciate any professional advice.

Okay, so who do younormally talk to

about these things?

Well, like, um, I guess there is my boyfriend.

-Oh. -Who I don't even really know

is my boyfriend, boyfriend.

-Uh-huh. -It's all kind of new.

Um, nota professional diagnosis,

but I-I think I seewhat's happening here.

You do? What's, um...

what's--what's happening?

Well, it's common when you have

a near-death experience--or two...

-Mm-hmm. -Um...

you question your life choices.

But all I've ever wanted was to be a firefighter,

ever since I was a kid.

I didn't mention that,actually.

But interesting you did.

♪

[tense music]

Grace, I got a callerasking for you specifically.

-For me? -Won't talk to anyone else.

Line nine.

Okay, thank you, Zach.

[computer beeping]

This is Grace Ryder. What's your emergency?

STUART: Gracey, I'm--I'm cut up pretty good.

Stuart?

[stammers] I got a little wobbly

and--and--and fell through the coffee table.

Are you bleeding?

Yeah, like a stuck hog.

Where?

My arm a little bit,

but the bad one is-- is on my leg.

Okay, are you bleeding above or below the knee?

-STUART: Below. -Well, that's better.

Listen, um, the cabinet that's behind you

in the dining room, can you get to it?

-I'm--I'm right next to it. -GRACE: Okay.

Helen kept the nice table clothsin the bottom drawer.

Grab one, press it up

-against the wound, okay? -I got it.

GRACE: As hard as you can.

Ah!

[grunts]

-Is that working? -No, no, Gracey.

It--it--I'm pressing as hard as I can,

and it's still bleeding.

Um...new plan.

Grab the candlestick from the table.

-The candlestick? -GRACE: Mm-hmm.

The brass holder. We're gonna make a tourniquet.

Oh, o-okay. I got it.

Okay, loop the tablecloth around your thigh.

Place the candlestick across the loop,

tie a knot around it.

Okay. There.

[grunts]

Okay, now rotate the stick.

That should tighten the knot, okay?

Keep going until the bleeding stops.

Okay. [grunts]

[whimpering]

[grunts]

It--it's working, Gracey.

It's working.

Okay. All right.

Well, you just hang tight.

-[siren wailing] -[whimpers]

The--the paramedics are here. I-I can hear 'em.

Okay.

Okay, well, they're gonna take good care of you, Dad.

STUART: Gracey, thank you!

-You're--you're a lifesaver. -[knocking at door]

Gracey?

GRACE: Yeah?

STUART: Judd doesn't have to know about this, does he?

[computers beeping]

♪

You guys are infor a treat tonight.

In what kind of a demented universe

is quinoa a treat?

-[Paul laughs] -I think it's farro, actually.

Come on, it's chock-full of proteins,

antioxidants, and vitamins.

-You're gonna love it. -Vitamins, yum.

Don't knock it till you try it,

you bunch of ingrates.

[Buttercup whines]

-JUDD: Yo! -MARJAN: Hey!

If it isn't Sleeping Beauty.

-TK: Hi. -Hey.

-Hi. -PAUL: My man.

-Hey, dude. -Good to see you, man.

Good to see you, brother.

Thanks, guys.

[sighs]

-Ooh, ooh, ooh. Mateo. -Oh, I'm so sorry.

-MATEO: Oh. -TK: Shoulder.

Son, are you sure you should be on your feet?

Yeah. Can we talk?

Yeah, sure.

MATEO: Yeah, yeah, looking good, kiddo.

MARJAN: Look who it is.Look who's back.

Don't forget about me. Don't forget about me.

OWEN: How you doing?

Are you okay? Is everything all right?

TK: Yeah, yeah, everything's fine.

I'm good.

TK, I know your "everything's fine" face

and that is not it.

I need to ask you a question.

OWEN: Sure.

Why'd you decide to be a firefighter?

Why?

'Cause the Yankeeswouldn't take me,

and who wants to playfor the Mets?

Dad, I'm serious.

Did you always know that this is

what you wanted to do?

Mm, not always.

I was gonna be a lawyer.

Really? Why did I not know this?

Probably because I dropped out of law school

the second year,

joined the fire academy, and married your mom.

One lawyer in the house was plenty.

Hmm.

So what changed your mind?[grunts]

Well, the summer before I dropped out,

I had a job in East Hampton as a lifeguard.

For the chicks.

-For the chicks. -[TK laughs]

But mostly, I just sat in the tower

and got very, very bronze.

I never had any chance to even get in the water

except one time.

[solemn music]

There was this little girl.

She was probably seven or eight.

And she was out with her mother,

and they'd gone beyond the buoys.

And before I had a chance to blow my whistle,

they got caught in a riptide, and they both went under.

Mom came up, little girl didn't.

And I don't remember jumping in.

I was just there.

[clicks tongue] And, um...

I got 'em both back to the beach.

Little girl was not breathing. She was turning blue.

Mm.

And my several hours of training--

training I thought I'd slept through--kicked in,

CPR, mouth-to-mouth, and...

it worked.

I could feel myself breathing life

into this tiny, little body.

And when she coughed up seawater

and started breathing on her own,

it was the most satisfying moment of my life,

up to that point.

And I dropped out of law school three months later.

You're an addict, just like me.

You are chasingthat first high.

Well, I don't--I think it's more than that.

I think I realized that being of service is a way

to give my life some meaning.

♪

Yeah, I can see that.

And all I've ever wanted was to be a firefighter,

for as long as I can remember.

I didn't plan anything else.

I didn't consideranything else.

I knew exactly what I wanted.

At least, I thought I did.

Lately, I've been wondering

if maybe whatI really wanted...

was a father.

TK...

Dad, you leftwhen I was seven.

TK, I didn't leave you.

Yeah, you did.You left our family.

That firehouse was your family.

That's the familythat you chose.

Do you want me to apologize for the choices I made?

No, no.

343 firefighters lost their lives on that day.

14 of them were from my house.

♪

I don't knowwhat I'm trying to say, Dad.

What you're saying is, is you're not sure

if you want to come back.

I'm saying I don't knowif- - if I can come back.

I don't knowif this is really who I am.

♪

That's not a question I can help you answer.

I know.

♪

Well, you're right about one thing.

The firehouse is my family...

and the 126 is my adopted family,

but you...

are my kid.

And whatever you choose,

I'm gonna be right by your side.

Well, good, because...

there is something that I want you to do with me.

Hey. Thank you for seeing us.

I can only imagine what your family's been going through.

Nothing compared to what

yours has been dealing with, Captain.

[sighs]

I can't tell you how sorry we are.

I mean, Colt has just been sick over it.

You've been in our prayers.

Thank you. That--that means a lot.

Colt...Mr. Strand is hereto see you.

[birds chirping]

Hey, Colt.

How are you, buddy?

[gentle music]

♪

Hey, uh, Colt. Do you mind if I join you?

♪

[grunts] I used to love LEGOs, too.

What are you building over there?

Police car.

Very cool.

You like cops?

They help people.

Yes, they do.

♪

I think that's a-- that's a three-bump one.

I think you need a four-bump.

Here, try this one.

♪

COLT: Thanks.

Colt, do you know who I am?

♪

I shot you.

Yeah, you did.

But you know what? I'm here, and I'm okay.

And I just want to make sure that you're okay, too.

So you're not mad at me?

No, no, not at all. I know it was an accident.

Besides, you were protecting your family,

which is super brave.

Sorry I shot you.

I know you are.

I won't do it again.

[laughs] Okay.

Deal. Deal?

♪

TK: Hey, thanks for coming.

I don't think I realized how much I needed that.

You know, in 26 years,

I don't think I've ever been more proud of you.

You're gonna makea great dad someday.

And so will you.

JUDD:Hey, Daddy.

[chuckles]

Look, I brought you "Suduko"-- one of them puzzles you like

and then that Tom Landry bio

you've been trying to getthrough.

[monitor beeping]

You told him, huh?

-[inhales sharply] -Squealer.

[chuckles]I'm sorry, Dad.

There are no secretsin this marriage.

Have I told you lately she's my favorite?

-You and me both. -[chuckles]

How you feel?

Ah, the doc says I lost

a whole mess of red blood cells

and I'll feel like hammered crap for a couple of weeks

till my bone marrow makes more of them.

Well, I just thank Godthat you're okay.

Let's hear it.

-Hear what? -Riot act.

You're gonna tell me that I'm not fit to live by myself,

and now you've got proof of it.

I mean, if what you're saying is that this don't look good,

I agree.

Your mom and I made that house our home.

We raised you and your brothers there.

I'd rather die than leave it.

Okay.

What--what the hell does that mean--"okay"?

It means okay.

I responded to a call

where a 35-year-old man put a toy car up his nose.

-[laughs] -Okay.

So what I'm saying is,people are gonna do

whatever they're gonna dowherever they are.

You know....

I-I can't worryabout what I can't control.

Now, if you want to live at home, Dad,

Judd and I are all for it.

And why is it that I smell a "but" in there somewhere?

Mm, because we have conditions.

Uh-huh.

What kind of conditions?

Well, for one, we are installing shower rails.

Sure are, yeah.

And, um...

Wow.

You get to wear this now, too.

I don't want to hear about it. Just put it on.

[groans and scoffs]

Because next time you might not make it to the phone, Dad.

[upbeat music]

All right.

I have a condition, too.

What do you want, big man?

When are y'all gonna give me a grandbaby?

[laughing]

Well, what the hell are you waiting for?

[stammering]

I think that, Grace, we have plenty to worry about, uh...

for the time being, you know, ain't that right?

Oh, do we?

That's my girl!

-Y'all gonna team up on me? -I got you, Dad.

-Don't worry. -[laughter]

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