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[Siren wailing]

[All talking, indistinct]

[♪ Muffled bass beat ]

[Sniffing]

- I'm good.

- This'll make you better than good.

- I'm good. Let's try to keep this clean tonight, all right?

- Yeah, man. Always.

[Sniffing]

[Exhaling loudly]

You ready?

- Yeah, I'm good. Let's do it.

- Let's go.

[Car honking in distance]

- [Man]: ♪♪ Let's get this thing started♪

♪ Let's get this thing started♪

[♪ House on sound system ]

♪ Let's get this thing started♪

♪ Let's get this thing started♪♪

- Are you good?

- Mm-hmm.

One, two, three.

- Show me your hands!

- Up, up, up!

Take his gun!

- Hey, hey, hey! Take it easy.

You realize this place is protected.

- Not tonight, it ain't, pal! Let's go!

Fill it up. - Get down!

- Go! - All right.

- Let's go!

Let's go, pal. Pick it up, man!

Pick it up! - I heard you!

- Let's go!

Now the rest of it.

- That's all there is.

- Yeah? From the safe.

- What safe? I don't know what you're--

- From the room right there. Let's go.

Huh? - All right!

You know who you're stealing from, right?

- Yes, I do.

Lucky for us, they don't know

who's stealing from them, right?

Open it!- All right!

- Come on!

Now move to the back. Move it, move it, move it!

On the ground. ON THE GROUND!

- [Dermot]: Don't move!

- Ooh!

Jackpot! D!

- What's up? - We're gonna need a bigger bag!

Yep!

- Got it!

- Let's go. I got it, I got it, I got it!

Yeah, baby! - One minute!

What's it look like?

- Yeah, man! It looks real good!

- Is it all there? - Oh yeah, and then some.

- You clowns are making a big mistake.

- Don't worry about that. - Are you good?

- Yeah, man! All right!

- Come on, man! Gotta go!

- Hold up! I'm coming, I'm coming!

- You good? - Yeah, man, we're good!

[Groaning]

Huh? - You got what you wanted!

Relax! Take it easy!

- Get down!

And stay down!

Let's go, D!

I want you to put your arm around me, OK?

One, two...

[Groaning loudly]

Come on. I got you.

We gotta go, man.

[Groaning]

- I swear, if we have to respond to one more hypochondriac

who can't tell the difference

between heartburn and a heart attack...

- So, you'd have preferred

she was actually having a heart attack?

- Uh-huh!

- Well, at least we're not covered in other people's blood.

- Shift's not over.

- Hmm! Can't hardly wait till it is.

A week of nights...

I don't even remember what my wife looks like anymore.

[Sighing]

Hey, what are you doing this weekend? You have any plans?

- No, I haven't thought about it yet.

- Well, you don't have to. Dinner, my place.

- Oh thanks, I just, I--

- No, you are not blowing me off again.

Josh has started speaking.

You still haven't even met him yet.

- I know, and I feel bad! I just-- I don't--

- Sarah's gonna start thinking we're having an affair if you keep avoiding her.

- OK, fine!

- You're gonna come over?

- Yes, I'll come over.

- Great!

- Sarah might not need to worry about us for much longer.

- Meaning?

- I'm giving my notice.

- What? Camilla!

You can't do that!

- It's almost been a year, Gerry,

and I still can't shake off the feeling

that if I hadn't been so married to this job...

- [Man on radio]: Bravo rig, come in, over.

- This is Bravo rig. Over.

- Hey, guys, we've got a report of a Code 3GSW

a few blocks from your location at 237 Crescent Avenue.

Over. - We're on it.

- Be advised that our shooter is still at large,

so be careful.

Over.

- Roger that.

Bravo rig out.

[Beeping]

[Siren wailing]

- Are you OK? - Mm-hmm.

- You've gotta put what happened behind you.

- I know.

- That junkie just caught you off guard.

It could've happened to anybody.

- He would've killed me if you hadn't stopped him.

- You don't know that! - I do. I froze.

Ever since Josh was born, I feel like I've lost my edge.

- It's OK to step away from your edge once in a while.

Then you take a deep breath and you come back to it.

That's the rhythm of life.

- Bravo rig, this is dispatch. Over.

- This is Bravo. What's up?

- Forgot to ask, Gerry,

what should my ETA be for dinner Saturday?

- Uh, anytime after 7:00 is good.

- Roger that.

Looking forward to seeing you then, Camilla.

- Uh, see you, Bryan!

Are you trying to set me up?

- What? No!

- Is anyone else coming to dinner

besides the two of us?

- No, but--

- I can't believe you! - What?

Just because we invited Bryan

doesn't automatically make it a setup!

OK, it's a setup.

- Then I'm definitely not coming.

- Come on! He's a nice guy. You have good chemistry.

- He is a nice guy,

but I'm not ready to think about anybody else like that yet.

- Someone wise once said something

about taking a deep breath and stepping back to your edge.

"Rhythm of life" and whatnot.

- Be careful where you get your advice.

[Scoffing]

- Don't go.

- I have to.

- Aw, but I'm sick!

[Coughing]

You're trained to deal with sick people.

Don't you see the irony in that?

- You're not sick. You're a baby.

- Your bedside manner could use a little work.

- Another reason why I should get to work.

- OK, fine! I never expected you to blow off work.

Before you go,

there's some swelling in my lower body.

I really think you should take a look.

[Laughing]

- Hey! Nice try!

[Both chuckling]

[Whispering]: Get some rest.

- [Whispering]: See you tonight.

[Siren wailing]

[Tires screeching]

- Look out!

- What the hell?

- Turn the sirens off!

Do it now!

[Sirens stop wailing]

Get out!

[Panting]

Come on, get out!

Let's go, let's go!

All right.

You too! Get out!

Help him!

- Grab my kit!

- No! Nobody goes anywhere!

- OK! I just gotta see what's going on in here.

I'm just gonna check you out, OK?

I need to take this off.

- No! You gotta leave it on!

- I can't assess him-- - You need to leave it on!

- OK. Oh my God!

[Dermot groaning]

I can give you something for the pain in a minute, OK?

I just need to see what I'm dealing with here, OK?

Can you speak? - Mm-hmm.

- Well, that's good!

What's your name?

- No names!

- It'll help if I could call him something.

- OK! Call him Dave.

- OK, Dave.

I'm gonna take a closer look,

see what we're dealing with here, OK?

This the only spot you were hit?

- What are we looking at?

- Single G.S.W., upper chest.

Patient's conscious but critical.

Get my medical kit! - No!

I don't want you guys splitting up.

- I need my partner to get my medical kit from the rig!

- Uh, fine. Then we all go.

- I have to keep pressure on the wound!

- OK. Uh, give me your radio.

You too! Let's go! Come on!

- Gerry?

- Yeah?

- Come on, let's go! - OK!

OK.

- Just pull it from the side.

- OK, uh, cell phones too!

- [Camilla]: Mine's in the rig.

- Don't lie to me! - Check for yourself!

- OK.

- Oh my God!

- Go, go, go!

You try anything stupid,

I'll shoot you in the back of the head.

Let's go, let's go!

Come on.

Let's go!

- Hey, hey, hey! It's OK, it's OK.

Just look at me, OK? You're gonna be fine.

[Panting]

- Get me the gauze!

OK, let's go, let's go!

GET THE GAUZE!

- OK!

- LET'S GO!

- I got it, I got it!

It's right here.

[Groaning]

- That's good, that's good, that's good! OK!

Shhh!

- It hurts!

- It's OK, D! It's OK!

- Airway's clear, but his breathing's rapid.

Pulse is shallow and weak.

- He's lost a lot of blood.

- Probably hypovolemic.

- I'm gonna go get the stretcher, OK?

- Give him a hand!

- OK, don't try anything stupid.

Let's go.- All right.

- Can you move your feet?

- Mm-hmm, yeah.

- That's good.

[Groaning loudly]

Does this hurt?

- Yeah!

- That's a good sign. That's a really good sign.

- Go, go! - OK, OK!

You're gonna have to hold on to that, OK?

- He still has mobility and sensation.

We can move him without a brace. - OK, good.

- Come on!- OK!

- Gerry, grab him from the top.

I'll get his feet. - COME ON!

- Ready?

[Groaning]

- Watch it!

- We're doing the best we can to help him!

You need to let us do our job!

- It's gonna be OK, D!

- Here we go!

[Groaning]

- Get us out of here!

- I need him to start an IV first.

- How long's that gonna take? - Just a minute.

1,000 fluid bolus.

Then start him on 3 of morphine.

OK.

[Breathing shallowly]

- You're OK, kid. We gotta move!

- Just hold on there, OK?

- Come on, let's hurry up already!

It's gonna be OK, bud! It's gonna be OK.

- Hey, you can do this.

- What's that?

- It's just morphine.

- Come on, let's go!

- You wanna do this?

- OK.

This is gonna help with the pain.

Can you pinch the line?

- Yeah.

- There you go, there you go.

- [Camilla]: I'll put a blanket on you, OK?

[Engine starting]

[Siren wailing]

- Hey, hey, hey! Lose the sirens!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! No, leave that on!

- Austin, I want it off!

- No, you gotta leave it on.

- Does it really matter?

- I guess not.

I need to move you to your side, OK?

[Groaning loudly]

- Hey, hey, hey... Hey!

- I need to see if there's an exit wound!

Can you give me a hand here?

I'm gonna push him over to you.

- I got you.

- The morphine will kick in soon, OK?

- I got you.

- OK, set him down slowly.

- You see anything? - No.

The bullet's still inside him.

- Is that good or bad? - Depends.

- On what?

- I can't say for sure,

but it looks like the entry point's high enough

to have missed any vital organs.

- OK, well, that's a good thing! You hear that?

You're gonna be OK! - That is not what I said! He's lost a lot of blood.

And there's no way of telling

if the bullet's hit the subclavian artery.

- OK, what if it has?

- If he's bleeding internally,

he could drown in his own blood.

- Then you just need to stop the bleeding, right?

- We are doing the best we can. How long until we get to the ER?

- Five, maybe, 6 minutes. - No, no!

You're not going to a hospital!

- He needs a doctor! - We're seeing one right now!

- That not what I am.

- You are today.

- Listen to me.

- No, you listen to me! OK?

Anything happens to my brother,

this is not gonna end well for you.

- Hey! I'm sure she--she knows what she's doing.

- Shhh!

- I got this. You save your energy, OK?

- So, if we aren't going to the hospital...

- Uh, I don't know. Just head south towards Devonshire.

I'll let you know where we're going when we get closer.

And stay off the main roads!

- Our job is to stabilize and deliver patients to the ER

where they get proper medical attention.

- Take him to a hospital, I might as well take him to jail.

- If you don't, you might be taking him to the morgue.

- Sit down! - OK.

[Sighing]

- Hey!

- What are you doing here?

- Riding with you.

- I thought you were on nights? - They got me pulling a double.

Cream, 2 sugar. - Thanks.

Isn't this your 2nd double this week?

- Third.

- You must be exhausted!

- I need the overtime.

It's not like I'm getting any sleep at home with the baby.

- Shoot!

I was actually gonna ask

if you wanted to pick up my shift.

- Is everything OK?

- Yeah. It's not exactly an emergency.

I just have a sick kid at home who could use a little TLC.

- Hmm!

I could check with Tim,

see if he can pick up your shift.

- Mm-hmm? - He could probably meet us at the rig in less than an hour.

Does that work?

- Totally! Thanks!

Having Spencer bedridden

might be the only chance I get to see him.

- Yeah.

[Chuckling]

[Sniffing]

- [Bryan]: Bravo rig, come in. Over.

- What do you want me to do?

- Get rid of him!

- This is Bravo. Over.

- I thought you would've been on scene right now.

What's your status? Over.

- What should I say?

- Hey! Can I?

Uh, yeah, we were just about to call in.

We got into a fender bender.

- You OK?

- Oh yeah. No, we're fine.

But Bravo rig's out of commission.

- But it's still driveable? - Oh, yeah, yeah.

It's just a little too banged up to be hauling anyone.

Can you get another unit?

- No need. Fire department showed up.

Victim was DOA. Over.

- Wrap it up.

- Do you know anything about the whereabouts of the shooters?

- No. Apparently the guy they killed was an undercover cop.

- They know already?

- Ah, that's the rumour.

If it's true,

they're gonna have the entire Philly PD out looking for them.

- We better go.

[Groaning]

- Shhh! Shhh!

- You sure everything's OK?

- Yeah, I just-- I banged my hand on the dashboard.

- Should I send an ambulance? - Funny!

- All right, I'm taking you out of rotation.

[Groaning]

- I'm thirsty!

- I'm sorry, you can't have anything to drink.

- Just give him some water!

- He can't have any fluids, at least not by mouth.

The IV will keep him hydrated.

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

- BP's 110 over 80!

- What, is that bad?

- It's lower than I'd like.

- What are you doing now?

I'm trying to secure the wound with an occlusive dressing

to keep it from getting infected.

- Does that make the bleeding stop?

- I've been able to slow it,

but there's still no way of knowing

if you're bleeding internally or not.

Right now, I'm more concerned

with how laboured your breathing is.

There's a chance you might have a tension hemothorax.

- A what? - It's a collapsed lung.

- No, you said the bullet missed his organs!

- The wound allows air to get into the chest cavity,

which creates pressure against the lungs.

The bullet could've also shattered some bone, which might create a puncture.

- OK, what do you hear?

- Nothing, unless you stay quiet!

- Better lose the attitude, doc!

- I told you I'm not a doctor!

- Just let her do her job, man!

- There's limited breath sounds on the right side.

Everything points towards a collapsed lung.

- OK, what should we do now?

- Get him to a hospital.

- OK. OK, say we did go to a hospital.

What would they do?

- A procedure to relieve the pressure in his chest

called a thoracostomy.

You use a needle

to act like a valve and release the air.

- OK, you got one of those needles?

- Uh, yeah.

- OK. Let's do that.

- In a moving vehicle on my own?

Ha! I don't think so!

- Fine! We'll do it on the side of the road.

- What?

- Pull over!

We're doing this! We're doing this!

- Did someone call for a paramedic?

Oh!

Spencer?

[Cell phone ringing]

- Hey, what's up?

- Where are you?

- Uh, out.

- Oh, thanks. I figured that part.

Out where?

- Just out. I'll explain later.

I thought you were feeling lousy?

- I am.

- Well, then get back here,

'cause I'm home and I'm ready to play doctor.

Did you hear what I said?

- Yeah, I--I can't right now.

- Why not? - Sorry, I need to go.

- What's going on?

- I'll see you later.

[Chuckling]

Sorry about that.

[Sighing]

- Could you prepare the catheter?

- Go.

[Moaning]

You've done this before?

- A few times.

You'd be better help to your brother

if you go easy on that stuff.

- Just worry about my brother.

[Wheezing]

OK, look, you need to hurry!

- Just stay out of the way!

- It hurts!

- It's OK.

You'll feel better once it's all over.

I'm gonna put a needle between your ribs

and drain the fluid that's putting pressure on your lungs.

- OK, you need to hold as still as possible.

Can you do that?

- You got him?

- Yeah, ready.

- Listen, if you move, I could puncture an organ.

You need to push past the pain until I'm done, OK?

- OK.

- You just focus on me, OK?

- On three.

One...

two...

[Groaning]

- What's supposed to happen?

- That!

There you go.

- Thanks.

- OK.

- Got it.

- Thank you.

- [Whispering]: OK.

That's good.

[Inhaling deeply]

BP's climbing.

- There you go, huh? There you go!

- He may be able to breathe better now, but he's still--

- Did you signal the cops? - No!

- Don't lie to me! - I swear!

[Sirens wailing]

[Sighing]

- OK. Let's get out of here.

Let's go. We've been sitting around long enough already.

- Hey, so, what's the plan?

[Dermot coughing]

- Go ride up front for a sec. Go on.

Don't even think about using that radio! Go!

OK, um, I'm figuring we go back to our place,

we lay low for a little while,

let you get your strength back.

- How does this look?

- Don't worry about that, OK?

You're gonna have plenty of time to heal up

when you're sitting on a beach surrounded by cabana girls.

- Do you want to get out of the country?

- The bouncer I shot was an undercover cop.

It's our only move.

- Yeah, how you gonna do that though?

- You don't worry about that, OK?

You let me figure that out.

- OK, what about them two? They can ID us.

- It's two against one.

- Yeah, but one has a gun.

- We've seen their faces.

I don't care what he says.

They're gonna kill us unless we do something.

- We don't know that.

- We need to either fight back

or figure out a way to signal someone.

[Gasping]

- [Austin]: Hey! Hey!

Get back here!

- Try to get him up front here.

- My brother says he's still in pain.

- I can't give him any more morphine right now.

- You can't or you won't? - It's fine.

- Do you mind not pointing that at me?

- Don't worry about it. You need to worry about him.

- Can you at least take your finger off the trigger?

If we keep hitting potholes, your gun might go off.

- This gun is the only thing keeping him alive.

- I'm the only thing keeping your brother alive,

and I won't be able to if you shoot me.

- We can trust her.

- [Gerry]: Where am I going?

- Just keep heading south!

- I lost my bearings.

Could you come and point me in the right direction?

- Ugh!

Yeah. - Just straight?

- [Austin]: Yeah.

- [Gerry]: OK.

- What are you doing?

- Nothing!

- What's in your pocket?

You bitch!

You know, I'm looking at life in prison for killing that cop.

I got nothing to lose.

Either one of you try anything like that again,

you are gonna end up dead.

Do you understand me?

- Yeah.

- And what about you?

I wanna hear you say it.

- [Whispering]: I understand.

I understand.

Calm down, please.

He was acting really strange on the phone.

- And he didn't go into work?

- No. I called them and they said he was home sick.

- Maybe he just went out and got some medicine

and he couldn't talk.

- Hmm... maybe.

I'm not being paranoid am I?

- How have things been?

- Fine, but I thought they were fine the last time.

- The last time you were in Iraq. You were apart for months.

- That makes it OK for him to screw around?

- Of course not, but I just don't think

that you should jump to any conclusions.

- [Woman on radio]: Delta rig, come in. Over.

- OK, I know you have to go.

[Sighing]

- [Bryan]: Bravo rig, come in. Over.

- What do you want me to say this time?

- I want you to say nothing!

- He's probably wondering why we're not back yet.

- Let him.

- If we don't answer,

he's gonna think something's up.

- This is dispatch. Come in. Over.

- Turn it off.

- That's not a good idea!

- I said turn it off!

- Where we going?

- Don't worry. I got this figured out.

- Why are we in an ambulance?

[Dermot coughing]

- Everything is gonna be OK.

- You got shot, remember?

What's the matter with him?

How come he doesn't know what's going on?

- He's lost a lot of blood.

I need to take a look into your eyes, OK?

His pupils are dilated, and his capillary refill time's slow!

- What does that mean? - That he's going into shock.

- You need me to pull over? - Yeah.

- No, keep driving.

- Dave?

Dave, I need you to talk to me, OK?

- Who's Dave?

- Dermot. His name's Dermot.

- So, Dermot, what kind of stuff do you do

when you're not out robbing nightclubs?

- What are you asking him that stuff for?

- To save his life. - How's that gonna help?

- I need to keep him calm and engaged so he doesn't fall

further into shock.

- Uh, we got a problem!

- Turn around!

- I can't. We're boxed in.

It's too late.

- Turn your lights on

and act like it's an emergency.

- We do that, we'll end up with an escort.

- I know this guy. I can talk us through.

- OK, fine.

But if your buddy even thinks about looking back here,

I'm taking you all down with me.

You got it?

- Got it.

- What's happening?

- Don't worry about it. I just need you to stay quiet.

Can you do that for me? - How come?

- I need you to trust me, OK?

- I should be up front. - OK.

Just know that this gun is pointed at your head.

- You've already made that perfectly clear!

- Listen, I don't wanna hurt anybody!

You just save my brother.

You get us out of this,

I'll make sure you can make it home in one piece, OK?

- What's going on in here?

Why is-- - Hey, hey!

Shhh, shhh, shhh!

- Take care.

Hey, Gerry!

- What's going on?

- Oh, there was a robbery at a club.

Undercover cop got killed.

- We heard the call go out. I'm sorry.

- We've got road blocks going up all over the area.

- What do you know so far? - Not much.

They ditched a stolen car near the scene.

Must've switched vehicles.

- So no ID? - Not yet.

But they recovered a gun

and found some bloody prints in the back of the car.

[Woman on police radio, indistinct]

Rough call?

- Yeah. I'm just on my way back to change my uniform.

[Grunting]

- How's that little one doing?

- Good! Yeah! He just said his first words.

- [Officer]: Oh yeah? What were they?

- After he ate a bowl of mushed carrots, he said "all gone".

- Ha! My little Sophie's was: "Get out!"

It's like she went from zero to teenager.

- You girls mind wrapping up the baby talk

so I can change out of these?

- Yeah, I should probably get back to work myself.

All right.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

[Dermot moaning]

The hospital's back that way.

- I have a backup uniform at home.

Just making a little detour on the way back.

- All right. Have a good one!

- All right!

[Sighing]

- Hey! Get back here!

I--I didn't have an choice.

I had to keep him quiet.

- He still breathing? - Barely!

- He's gotta be in hypovolemic shock.

- What is that?

- There isn't enough blood being pumped by his heart.

If it keeps up, it can cause his vital organs to stop working,

brain damage...

- No, no! There's gotta be something you can do!

- Yeah, get him to a hospital

so that we can replace the blood he's lost!

- If you bring up the hospital one more time,

I swear that I'm gonna--

- Your brother needs a blood transfusion!

If he doesn't get one,

he's gonna die.

- OK, fine! Give him some of my blood!

- Do you know his blood type? - No, I don't even know mine.

- If he gets the wrong one, it could kill him.

- It's better than doing nothing. - He's right.

- Even if that's the case, we are not set up for that.

- Well, you need to figure something out!

- [Whispering]: OK, just...

[Sighing]

[Dispatchers talking in distance]

- Bravo rig, this is dispatch. Can you read me? Over.

Gerry? Camilla?

- Just so you know,

I'm gonna need as much blood as you can spare.

- OK, whatever you gotta do.

It'll make you feel dizzy and light-headed.

- OK, but if I'm gonna black out,

I'm taking you guys with me, all right?

- Change of plans. I'll give him mine.

- What? No, no! Aren't I a better option as his family?

- I have type O. They call people like me universal donors.

- So you're a match?

- No, but my blood lacks certain antigens.

It's not as good as the right choice,

but it's better than making the wrong one.

- No, I still think that

I gotta be a better option as his brother.

- Maybe if his brother's blood wasn't full of cocaine...

Gerry, I'm gonna need a hand here!

- Are you sure this is gonna work?

- Your guess is as good as mine.

[Camilla sighing]

Go ahead.

[Inhaling sharply]

- Sorry.

- Is it working?

- Looks like it.

[Both talking indistinctly]

[Whispering]: It's OK.

- Is the blood doing what it's supposed to be doing?

- It'll be a bit before it takes effect.

- OK, uh...

You better get driving.

- Where?

- I don't know, uh...

You heard the cop.

They might have a print.

They could be waiting for us.

- Where?

- Just drive.

[Sighing]

- So, what, your plan's just to keep driving in circles

until we run out of gas?

- Just worry about my brother.

- Your brother's gonna need some more morphine.

[Gunshot, Camilla screaming]

- Anyone hit?

- Uh, no.

I told you this would happen!

- Come on! Relax, all right? Nobody got hurt.

- I don't care! We've done everything you've asked.

I even gave your brother my own blood.

I'm not doing another thing to help him

until you put your gun away!

- No, I think you're forgetting who's in charge here.

- Hey! Put it away, man.

- Hey!

How are you feeling?

- Dizzy.

- What about the pain?

- It's not too bad.

- [Austin]: Hey!

I can take it back out in a second.

Hey, look...

I'm just worried about my brother,

and I wanna get through this as much as you do.

- Trust me,

I'm gonna do everything I can to help your brother

so that we can go our separate ways.

- You good?

- A bit out of it.

Was that your blood?

- No, it's hers.

- Thank you.

[Cell phone ringing]

- Oh, it's the dispatch guy.

- I told you if we didn't answer, he'd get suspicious.

- You know what? Who cares?

- She's right.

They're gonna be looking for us.

- We'll be off the road by then.

The cops are too busy looking for us

to worry about some ambulance with a busted radio.

And besides, they come looking,

we've got these two as an insurance policy.

[Breathing shallowly]

[Cell phone buzzing]

Wow! This guy doesn't give up.

[Grunting]

[Both grunting]

[Tires screeching]

[Groaning]

Aaah! You stupid bitch!

I told you what would happen if you did something like that!

- Go ahead! Do what you're gonna do!

- You're just gonna make things worse.

- Don't worry. He's not gonna shoot me.

He needs you to drive

and me to keep his brother alive.

- She's right. - I don't care!

- Camilla's the best shot for your brother.

She was a field medic in Iraq.

She kept soldiers alive in the field

until they got on the chopper.

[Breathing unevenly]

- I know how we're getting out of here. Drive.

- Where?

- To the industrial park off Sixth. Go! Go!

Huh?

And you, you try anything like that again...

then I won't kill you...

[Whimpering]

But I'll kill your partner.

You got it?

[Whimpering]

[Panting]

- Bravo rig, come in. Over.

[Woman talking, indistinct]

[Beeping]

Where are you going?

- What is this place?

- The recovery ward.

Let's go.

The keys are underneath the bricks by the front door.

Yeah, yeah! The front door!

[Switch clicking, garage door humming]

Oh, keys!

You too, keys. Let's go. Let's go!

Get him out.

- He OK?

- He's just resting.

- Is it bad he's sweating so much?

- It's not good.

- Aren't you supposed to get cold from blood loss?

- Sometimes, and sometimes ballistic trauma causes a fever.

- Well, keep an eye on him.

- We need to take another run at him.

- He promised he'd let us go if we help. - And you believe him?

- I don't know, but I definitely believe what he said

about killing us if we try anything.

- So, what's your plan?

- We wait.

- For? - Our shift's over.

When we don't show up with the rig,

dispatch will wonder where we are.

Protocol is to track the GPS.

Sooner or later, someone is gonna come and find us.

- It's the later part that I'm worried about.

- OK! I'm gonna need you guys to get my brother ready for travel.

- OK, look, you don't seem to get it,

so let me lay this out for you as best as I can.

Someone gets shot,

they most commonly die on the scene

or on the way to the hospital.

The next most dangerous time's a few hours later.

That's when things like internal bleeding, brain swelling, shock

or all of the above kick in,

things your brother is already showing signs of.

Otherwise, it's a few days from now when infection kills him,

which still having the bullet inside him

significantly increases the odds of.

- Then take the bullet out.

- Whoa! That's not what I'm suggesting.

- I'm not asking for your suggestion, OK?

I'm telling you what to do!

- Without X-rays or any diagnostic tests,

there's no way of knowing if removing it

is the best course of action.

- You just said leaving the bullet in there

is gonna cause an infection.

- I said it might. Removing it might do more harm than good.

- Not doing anything isn't gonna help him either.

- Camilla is right.

Even if taking it out would help him,

we don't have the instruments or supplies needed to operate.

- You don't have that in there? - Not everything.

Plus he needs antibiotics to fight off infection.

- Operating before we bring his temperature down could kill him.

- Put him on ice. That'll cool him off.

- Even with all that, this is way beyond our training.

- What about Iraq, huh?

What, you didn't deal with gunshots once in Iraq?

- I kept them alive long enough to get to a surgeon.

- All I know is that bullet needs to come out of my brother

and you're more qualified to do it than I am.

- It's gonna take us a while

to get all the supplies that we need.

- That's OK!

We've got time before my ride gets here,

so let's get to work.

- I will check the rig and see what supplies we have

and which ones we need to get.

- Good!

- I'm gonna need you to figure out some lights.

- Are you trying to get rid of me?

- I need them to operate.

Look, you have the gun, our keys,

our cell phones, our radios.

I don't know what you expect me to do.

- OK, I'll be back.

Bring him over here. Lets go!

Come on, let's go!

It's the best I'm gonna be able to do.

You find everything you need?

- Some of it.

- Where are we gonna get the rest?

- It won't be easy,

but I could collect it in an ER or supply store.

- You're not going anywhere. - It can't be you!

- I'm taking him with me.

You're gonna stay here and look after my brother.

- You need to use this on him when you have the chance.

- I really think we just need to wait for help.

- We can't take the risk!

- This is a risk!

- Just, please, Gerry!

- I don't wanna agitate him any more.

- OK.

What's that for?

- To keep you on task.

Wrap it around her waist, chain her to the stretcher.

Let's go. Let's go!

- Where am I gonna go? - Wrap it around her waist!

Oh, come on!

- Ow, that hurts!

- Well, a little tighter, huh? Here, pass me the end.

Good! OK.

Now, I'm gonna lock that up

in case you try to wheel yourself away.

All right? OK? Here.

- [Whispering]: Ow!

Here's the keys. Start it up.

- All right.

Now, you make sure my brother's still alive when I get back.

- Yeah, same goes for Gerry.

- Well, that's between him and you.

- Camilla?

- Where have you been?

- I'm not sure that's the question

we should be asking right now.

- I came home to surprise you but you weren't here,

and then you were acting really elusive on the phone.

- So you thought you'd read my email?

- OK, I'm sorry.

But if you hadn't screwed around

while I was on my tour...

- I messed up all right?

I swore to you I wouldn't do it again, and I haven't.

- Then why would you lie to me about being sick

and then take off?

Have you been drinking?

- I had a couple of drinks with lunch, yes.

- Who were you at lunch with?

- Her name is Miranda Bayswater, and it's not what you think.

- OK, then what was it?

- It was a job interview.

The final one.

- Why didn't you just say that?

- I didn't want you to freak out

in case it didn't turn into anything.

- Why would I freak out about you changing jobs?

- Because it's with a new start-up and it's out of town.

- Oh.

How far out of town?

- Across the country.

- Did they offer it to you?

- Yeah.

- When would you start?

- A couple weeks, but I have to let them know soon

if I'm gonna take it.

- And, uh, do you wanna take it?

- If you'll come with me.

- So, what, you just expect me to quit my job?

- What you do, it's great, right? You can do that anywhere!

- But I like where I work and who I work with here!

And what about our wedding plans?

- This is exactly why I didn't wanna bring it up

before it was a real thing!

- Well, now it's a real thing, right?

- Yeah, I guess so.

- So, if I say no, you will too?

- I would have.

- But not anymore?

- I see how much you trust me,

now I wonder if we should be spending

the rest of our lives together.

- You don't believe that, do you?

- Now is not a good time, OK? We're worked up.

I'm gonna go out. We'll talk when I get back.

- I'm working tonight. I won't be here.

- Maybe that's best. We'll talk in the morning.

- Where are you going?

- For a ride.

[Scoffing]

[Door closing]

[Sighing]

- [Gerry]: So, where you gonna go?

- Oof!

Someplace warm.

- I assume that if you're running from a murder charge,

then it'll be somewhere without an extradition treaty.

- Do you have any suggestions?

[Cell phone ringing]

If it's that dispatcher again, I swear...

- It's my wife. - Yeah.

- I should take that.

[Ringing]

She's just gonna keep calling too.

- Ugh! Let her.

- She's expecting me home.

If I don't get back to her,

she's gonna start calling around and looking for me.

- Fine, just make it quick.

Put her on speakerphone so I can listen.

- Hey, babe.

What are you doing up?

- Josh decided it was a good idea

to get up in the middle of the night

and go looking for his daddy.

You on your way home?

- Not quite. I'm actually gonna be caught up for a bit.

- Something that matter?

- No, I mean,

we just got into an accident with the rig.

- Are you OK? - Yeah, I'm fine.

It was minor, but the amount of paperwork,

you'd think we'd totalled it.

- Well, I'm just glad you're all right.

- Well, I should probably get going.

- OK, hang on. Josh wants to say something to you.

Say hi to Daddy.

- Hi.

- Hey, buddy!

I'm gonna see you real soon, OK?

- OK, talk to you later.

- I love you.

- I love you too!

You sure you didn't hit your head in the accident?

- Yeah, I'm sure. I'll be home soon, OK?

- OK.

- You help get us out of this...

you have my word I'll get you home in one piece.

- Antigua.

- Huh?

- It's a good place to run to.

My wife and I went there on our honeymoon.

[Grunting]

- [Whispering]: Please, come on!

- You wanted to see me?

- Yeah.

Bravo rig should've been back a while ago.

- You try them on their radios?

- There's no response. Same with their cell phones.

- Hmm! Who's on it tonight? - Gerry and Camilla.

- Their last call's probably running longer than expected.

- That's the thing.

I pulled them from rotation 2 hours ago

after they got into an accident.

- An accident?

- I don't have any details yet.

They say they're fine. It was nothing major.

- Well, the rig's probably having mechanical issues.

- I'd assume that too, except they look like

they're just tooling around town.

- Hmm! All right, let's give it a while longer,

and if you still haven't made contact,

I'll have a squad car intercept them.

We'll see what's going on. - Sounds good.

Bravo rig, come in. Over.

[Groaning]

[Camilla grunting]

- Where's Austin?

- It's OK.

He just went out to get some medicine for you.

- When's he gonna be back?

- Soon.

- I feel cold.

- It's 'cause you have a fever.

They also went out to get some ice

to get down your temperature.

You just need to get some rest.

- We didn't mean for him to get hurt.

- Who?

- That cop.

When he shot at us, we didn't have a choice.

I'm really sorry for getting you all messed up in this.

- You should really close your eyes and get some rest.

- So, you think he's gonna take the job?

- It's hard to say, but I think he wants to.

- And if he does, you'd go with him?

- [Woman]: Bravo rig, we have a 29-Charlie-Red-2

at Lark and Broadway, over.

- We're on it. Over.

[Siren wailing]

- I think I would.

- What?

- Go with him to California.

- Wow!

Well, selfishly, I hope that doesn't happen.

Who's gonna be here to save my ass?

- Yeah, true.

- You know anybody in here?

- Some. It depends who's on shift.

- No chit-chat, OK? In and out as fast as we can.

- You're coming in?

- Where you go, I go.

- What if the cops already know who they're looking for?

- That's a risk I'm gonna have to take.

- So, you made it back to a hospital.

It's just not the right one.

[Telephone keys clicking]

- [Woman]: You've reached St. Vincent's Hospital.

Please pay close attention as our menu items have changed.

[Sighing]

[Breathing shallowly]

[Sighing]

[Groaning]

- How does things look?

- Not good.

You really need to be in a hospital.

- I can't go to prison.

- At least you'd be alive.

Your brother seems to be more concerned with his freedom

than he is your life.

- That's not true.

He'll be back.

- Maybe, if he doesn't get stopped by security.

- My brother can handle security.

- I need to get in there.

- Excuse, me.

Um, I think my friend, uh, might be here.

[Cell phone ringing]

[Muttering indistinctly]

Anyway...

Um.... Oh!

I think I'm on the wrong floor.

Have a nice evening.

Hey, uh...

You get everything you need?

- Yeah, except for the antibiotics,

but they're in the nurses' station, and she hasn't left.

- I'll create a distraction.

- How?

- You'll know when you see everybody distracted.

Uh...

Sorry! Sorry!

I just, uh, I didn't see it.

I've just kind of got a lot going on right now,

and I'm sorry.

[Austin talking, indistinct]

Let me help. Let me help you.

I just, uh...

Um, yeah.

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

- I saw you take something. - No, I didn't.

- Let me see what you have in your pocket.

[Grunting]

- OK, go! Let's go!

- Stop!

- All right! You got everything on the list?

- Yeah, but we still need to get ice.

- We'll get some on the way.

Thanks.

- For what?

- For trying to help my brother.

[Grunting]

- You know, at one time,

I wanted to do what you do.

- Be an EMT?

- I tried for the fire department.

I didn't get accepted.

There's no way they'd let me be a cop,

so I just thought maybe an ambulance...

- Well, there's still time.

- How's the pay?

- Not as good as robbing night clubs.

- At least you don't get shot.

- Ha! The jury's still out on that one.

[Chuckling, groaning]

- And you're sure it was Gerry?

- You work the ER long enough,

you cross paths with every EMT in the city.

- Was his partner Camilla Torres with him?

- Not that I noticed.

But there was some other guy that I didn't recognize.

- A guy. Was he in a uniform?

- No, but they took off in the rig together.

- I don't get why he'd steal antibiotics.

- All I know is what I saw.

- OK! Thanks.

[Beeping]

[Breathing shallowly]

- Dermot?

Dermot, are you OK?

Dermot, I need you to take slow breaths, OK.

Dermot?

OK, come on. I'm right here!

Right here.

Here you go.

That's perfect. That's perfect.

That's perfect.

[Cell phone vibrating]

- Who is it?

- Oh! Take a guess!

- He's just gonna keep calling. - Let him!

After what went down at the hospital,

they're gonna know something's up anyways.

- Might as well turn them off, then.

- You know what? I got a better idea.

- Why'd you do that?

- In case they try to trace 'em.

- [Woman on TV]: During the course of the robbery,

an undercover police officer was shot and killed.

The suspects fled the scene in a stolen vehicle

which was later found abandoned

at the intersection of Market and 41st.

Police have not yet released any further details

on either the suspects or the victim.

- OK, so, this is where I took them out of rotation.

- OK.

- Going back, they were parked here for several minutes.

That's the exact same spot

where they found the abandoned getaway car at earlier.

- I'm calling the police.

- Stop there. Let's grab some ice.

Uh, get as much as we can carry.

- How's it going?

[Door beeping]

[Door beeping]

Excuse me, sir, I was wondering...

- When they were late getting back and I had lost contact,

I started tracking where they were going.

I hadn't though about where they'd already been,

so I went back and realized that they had been parked

in the exact some spot where you found that getaway car.

- Hmm!

One of the assailants was shot,

so it would make sense that they would want an ambulance.

- That's why they had to steal the antibiotics

from St Vincent's ER.

- Do you know approximately where they are right now?

- I know exactly where they are.

It's a convenience store off Heritage.

Rig's been parked there for 3 minutes.

- OK, I'm gonna get a patrol car there right away.

- What are you doing?

- He's fine! He's fine!

We're gonna take his van.

- What?

- The ambulance has a GPS in it.

- We might need something out of it.

- Then get it out now. Let's go. Help me move him. Come on!

Come on.

- All right.

- Let's go, man!

Come on, man.

Let's go! - OK! OK!

- Come on, let's go!

OK, go!- What?

- Drive, drive! Let's go!

Go, go, go!

[Sirens wailing in distance]

Go, go, go!

All right, not too fast! Not too fast!

- OK, put out an APB immediately.

I'm gonna head down there now.

They missed them.

- No, this is real time. The rig's still there.

- They jumped some guy and took off in his car.

Every unit in the city is gonna keep an eye out for the vehicle.

I'm gonna head out.

Are you gonna be hanging around here for a bit

in case I have more questions?

- Definitely. - OK. Here's my card.

Give me a call if you think of anything else.

- For sure.

- What happened?

- He stopped breathing.

- Well, can you help him?

- Unlock me so I can try to find out.

[Both grunting]

[Groaning]

- Don't move!

[Sighing]

- So what now?

- Take over!

Come on!

Here you go.

If you stop,

after a few minutes he'll start developing brain damage.

Much longer and he'll die. Now, give me my cell phone.

- I dumped them.

- He did.

- OK, fine!

Then give me yours.

I know you have one.

- Don't worry about it. I got the keys to the car.

Let's just go.

- Please, if you go, he's gonna die.

- You should've thought about that

before you smashed the phone!

- Please!

- As soon as we're out of here, I'll call for help.

- Gerry!

- No, you give me that gun,

or I'm gonna slit her throat.

- Don't do it, Gerry!

[Groaning]

- If you had it in you,

you would've pulled that trigger by now.

Gerry, I gave you my word!

If you help my brother, you can go home.

I plan on sticking to it.

- Don't listen to him!

- My ride is gonna be here soon,

and then you get to go home to your family.

- OK.

Just don't hurt her.

- Gerry, no!

- Slide it to me.

[Grunting]

OK! Get over there!

Give him that breathing thing. Go!

- I don't know what else you think I can do here.

- You get that bullet out of my brother!

[Siren wailing]

- So, when does Spencer have to decide about the job by?

- Soon. They want him to start by the end of the month.

- Wow! So this could be one of our last shifts together.

- Hmm! I guess.

- So, you're really OK with moving across the country

and starting over?

- I love Spencer,

so, yeah, I guess I am.

Oh my God!

- What?

- That looks like Spencer's bike!

The bullet's in here deeper than I expected.

- Can you make a bigger cut?

- I don't wanna make a bigger incision than it has to be.

[Sighing]

Dammit!

- You can do this.

- No, I can't.

Not with him breathing over my shoulder.

I need your help.

- OK. What about this?

- He can do it.

[Sniffing]

Stay with me.

Oh! No, no, no...

Baby? Baby?

Baby? Baby, look at me!

Look at me!

Oh yeah!

There you are! Come on, come on!

Look at me!

- I'm sorry.

- No, no, no, don't! Don't be sorry!

I'm sorry!

Don't--don't be sorry.

Don't-- No!

No! No!

[Whimpering and sniffling]

Come on!

Come on, stay with me!

Come on, baby! Spencer!

Come on!

Spencer!

Don't die!

Come on, Spencer!

Spencer!

Got it! - Nice!

- Get the clamp.

There we go.

[Whispering]: OK.

- That's it. That's it.

[Cell phone ringing]

- Hackett.

- Hey, detective.

It's Bryan Tadman calling from EMT dispatch.

- Hey, I was just about to call you!

- Oh yeah?

- I got a look at the security camera.

Between that and speaking to an witness,

we're sure the female EMT wasn't with them.

- That's why I'm calling. I think I know where they are.

- You do?

- I went over their route. They made a few stops.

But they stopped at one spot for 20 minutes

before they went off to St. Vincent's.

They doubled back on the same route before

they abandoned the ambulance.

- So you think they're heading back to the same spot?

- I bet they left Camilla and the injured guy behind,

they went off to get medical supplies and they're going right back.

- You got an address?

- 1274 Fountain. It's a warehouse.

- OK. I'm gonna go check that out right away.

Oh, and listen, we were able to ID one of the guys.

His name is Austin Hayes.

He's got a pretty long rap sheet,

which is why we were able to put a name to the face so quickly.

- Anything violent?

- Ah, a couple of assaults.

But he usually works with his brother Dermot,

who's wanted on a couple murders.

He's the dangerous one.

[Birds chirping]

- Why didn't you use the syringe on him when you had the chance?

- There were too many people around.

Someone could've gotten hurt.

- Let me have it back.

- Camilla, I believe him

when he's says that he's gonna let us go.

- [Whispering]: Just in case.

- [Whispering]: Listen, about the gun...

- [Whispering]: Hey!

Dermot?

Can you hear me?

Are you able to speak?

- Did you get the bullet out?

- We did.

Any way you can prop me up a bit?

- Just a bit.

You can have something else for the pain now if you like.

- No.

I wanna be clearheaded.

- Are you sure? - Mm-hmm.

How close did I come?

- Really close.

- You ever do anything like that before?

- No.

- Thanks.

- Our ride's here!

- Who are they?

- [Austin]: Oh, don't worry about that.

- Dude, they just saw my face, and they can ID the plane!

- Let's just take the cash and fly out of here, OK?

[Grunting]

- Thank you.

You can go now.

- Wait!

He's right.

They know too much.

- Aw, come on, man!

By now, the cops have probably figured everything out already.

- We don't know what they know.

- D, they got a print from the back of our car, all right?

It's just a matter of time before they ID you.

- Yeah, but we don't know if they got anything on you.

And they don't even know Chad.

Keeping them alive will put him at risk, too, right?

[Scoffing]

- I gave them my word.

- Fine. I'll do it.

- Oh, come on!

Just listen to me, just once, you know?

Just once, would you just--

Just listen to me, just once!

OK?

- Or what?

You're gonna shoot me?

Bro...

Just give me the gun, Austin.

- You don't have to do this.

- Give me the gun!

- Austin, please!

[Sighing]

[Dermot grunting]

- I'm sorry.

- [Whispering]: Oh God!

- Look, I really appreciate you saving my life and all.

It's nothing personal.

[Gasping]

- I took the bullets out of the gun.

You were right. It's not like I was gonna use it anyway.

[Growling]

- OK, we're gonna walk away now.

I'd suggest that you guys just get the hell out of here!

- Help my brother to the plane!

- [Camilla]: No!

- Hey, back up! Stay back!

You're gonna let us fly out of here

or I'm gonna slit her throat!

- OK, just take it easy!

- No, OK? You need to get back in your cars!

- I can't do that, Austin,

not when you've got a knife to her throat.

- No, I'm in charge here, OK? Me! I am!

Don't look at him! Look at me!

- Don't move!

- OK?

Now, I'm taking her with me, and no one's gonna get hurt...

[Groaning]

- Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

- Austin!

- It's a muscle relaxer, a strong one.

- Are you OK? - Move in! Go, go, go!

- You'll be paralyzed for the next 8-10 minutes,

long enough for them to get a pair of cuffs on you.

[Groaning]

- Turn around! Hands on the plane!

- Oh my God!

[Laughing]

Oh God!

- Are you OK?

- Yeah. Yeah. Oh my God! - You're OK.

- I though he was gonna shoot you!

♪♪ Blindness is just a choice, he said♪

♪♪ You can pick your battles but not the ones you fled♪

♪ And water is timeless, he said♪

♪ I didn't know right then just what he meant♪

[Repeating]: ♪ I didn't know right then just what he meant ♪♪