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(Tommy panting)

DISPATCHER:
Ma'am, do you know how long
he's been like this?

Come on, baby. (sniffles)
Come on, Charles.

Ma'am?

No. I just got home.

-Come on, baby, please.
-Do you know what he was doing

before he lost consciousness?

-Come on, Charles.
-Ma'am, do you know if he fell?

Are there any visible injuries
that you can see?

(panting)

Ma'am, is there anything else
you can tell me?

♪

Ma'am?

Ma'am, are you still there?

-I'm here.
-Paramedics will be with you
within six minutes.

No need to hurry.

Uh, I'm sorry?

No pulse.

Cool to the touch.

Rigor has started to set in.

Patient is beyond resuscitation.

Ma'am, let's let the paramedics
make that determination.

I am a paramedic.
Captain Vega, 126.

Oh, I'm sorry, Captain.

Tell the responders no lights,
no sirens.

I don't want to wake my kids.

♪

(insects trilling)

(exhales)

(sniffles)

(exhales)

♪

(exhales)

(knocking on door)

Three bedrooms,
two-and-a-half baths.

The kitchen's
recently been updated

with top-of-the-line appliances
and beautiful hardwood floors.

CHARLES:
Is that a slide-in dual-range?

REALTOR: I'm not sure.
I can find that out for you.

No, it is.

-It's a slide-in dual-range.
-REALTOR: And you can tell

that the entire house
gets amazing light.

There's a Blue Ribbon
elementary school

within walking distance,
and the backyard

-just a smidge
under a half-acre.
-You hear that, T?

I always wanted a backyard
just a smidge under a half-acre.

-(chuckles)
-I hope you're ready

to give up half
your Saturdays mowing it.

REALTOR:
Why don't I just

let you two look around?

(sighs) The lady was right.

This place gets amazing light.

Yeah, it really does.

I have to admit, I love it.

Don't you love it?

You don't love it.

We can't afford this.

Yes, we can.

You're on the fast track
to captain.

The restaurant is finally
in the black.

We can do this.

W-What are we gonna do
with three bedrooms?

Fill them.

And what if we never can?

We will.

And if we can't,

I was thinking
that we could turn

one of the rooms into a lounge

-with craft beer taps.
-No.

And-and we could
turn the other one

into Austin's biggest
walk-in closet.

Oh, well, that I can get behind.

-Mm.
-(laughs)

Look around.

What do you see?

I see an overpriced,
very sweet house.

(whispers):
I see the future.

(quiet radio chatter)

Please take him
to St. Raymond's.

I called ahead. Dr. Mary Roberts
will do the postmortem.

All right.

Was your husband on any
prescription medication, ma'am?

Do you know anyone
in their 50s who isn't?

No. Nothing that would
account for this.

And no history of heart disease
or asthma or epilepsy.

Any opioid use
or other controlled substances

-you were aware of?
-No. Absolutely not.

All right.

Call if you think
of anything else.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

(engine starts)

(tires screech)

(exhales)

(insects trilling)

(insect trilling)

-(birds chirping)
-(sprinkler rattling)

(sizzling)

(door opens)

Buenos días, mis niñas.

Hi, Mom. Where's Dad?

Oh, he couldn't be here
this morning,

so I get to cook for you.

EVIE:
Was that the car I heard
last night in the driveway?

Him leaving?

That's right.

ISABELLA:
Did you and Dad have a fight?

-No.
-But if he's not here,

who's going to take us
to school, then?

I am.

So dig in,
because we're not gonna have

a whole lot of time
to get ready, okay?

Why are you acting weird?

Am I?

Okay, listen, um...

...there's something
I have to tell you girls.

There was an accident
last night.

ISABELLA:
What happened?

There was a fire,
in the place where Mommy works.

So...

Mommy doesn't have
to go to work for a while.

EVIE:
Yes!

Don't cheer for a fire.

I'm not cheering for a fire.

(fading):
I'm cheering because Mom can go

to the zoo with us on Friday.

ISABELLA:
No, Dad said we're going
after school on Thursday...

-JUDD: Hey, babe.
-Hey, hey.

How was PT?

Uh, it was really good.

Nurse said my hip flexion's
almost up to 120.

-What-- That's my girl.
-Mm-hmm.

Look at you
with your readers on.

-(chuckles)
-What you working so hard on?

So I thought I'd make
a-a first pass at our registry.

-Oh, really?
-Mm-hmm.

-Well, that's sweet. Let's see.
-Come check this out.

-GRACE: Mm-hmm.
-So I itemized it according
to by category, right?

So you got, like, feeding,
clothing, sleepwear, travel.

GRACE:
Oh, my goodness, Judd.
Look-- What is... (sighs)

This is all really good,
sweetheart, but I don't think

the baby's gonna have use
for cowboy boots just yet.

-(laughs)
-Why not?

Well, babies can't walk, Judd,
for one.

So they don't need shoes,
much less cowboy boots.

Think about how adorable
she'll look

with-with the little
matching hat.

So you think
it's gonna be a she?

-I got a feeling.
-(phone ringing)

Hey, T. What's going on?

Hey, Gracie, uh, look, I'm-I'm
sorry to call so last-minute,

but do you think you can pick up
the girls at school today?

And maybe spend a few hours
with them this afternoon?

-Yeah, of course.
-Yeah, we're always looking

for a little hang time
with our goddaughters.

-You guys are amazing.
-Tommy, is everything okay?

Oh, yeah. Something came up

that I have to take care of.

-Look, I'll-I'll call you later.
-Okay.

Crew, is it just me or did she
seem like something was wrong?

-Yeah. That was weird.
-Yeah.

Captain Vega.

I hear there is a case
you wanted me to take a look at.

Yes, and-and I'm sorry,
Dr. Roberts.

I didn't realize
it was your day off.

Not a problem.
Looks like it's yours, too.

I'm looking to get some answers.

For the family?

That's right.

All right.

-(unzipping bag)
-Uh...

50-year-old
African American male.

Patient was unresponsive
when you arrived on scene.

Signs of rigor.

Lividity...

At first I thought...
sudden stroke.

But there were no indicators.

Most likely an aneurysm.

You can see
from his medical history, he...

was healthy.

And if there had been
a chronic issue,

I'm fairly certain
I would have spotted it.

This is your husband?

Yes.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

We have...

two very precocious
little girls at home.

They're gonna have questions.

I understand.

Captain Vega, is there someone
you can call?

I called you.

I'm gonna get you
your answers, Captain.

Captain Vega, I don't think

you should be here
while I do this.

(door opens, closes)

(elevator bell dings)

CHARLES:
This isn't the end
of the world, T.

This is just a setback.

Not a setback.
The third setback.

You know what they say
in boxing.

You get knocked down
three times?

It's over, you're done. TKO.

Well, lucky for us,
this isn't boxing.

No, 'cause boxing
is less painful.

I'd like to see
how Mike Tyson holds up

to IVF treatments.

(crying)

God, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

-I'm frustrated.
-I know.

And I'm jacked up on hormones.

-I know that, too.
-And-and I'm tired, Charles.

I'm tired...

of being poked and prodded

and feeling like a failure.

We don't have
to do it like this.

In fact, we don't have
to do this at all. We...

We can just carry on
being deliriously happy.

Just you and me.

-I mean it.
-I know.

I know you do.
I know, and I love you for it.

But I just... I want to have
a baby with you, husband.

But there are other options.

No, I'm... I'm... (sniffles)

I'm not ready to give up yet.

Not just yet.

Okay.

So what do you want to do?

You want to have sex?

Oh, uh... why didn't we think
of that before?

-I know, right?
-Do you want

-to try it
in the back seat of the car?
-Oh.

My father always said
that's the surest way

to get a girl pregnant, huh?

What would I do without you?

You're never gonna have
to find out. Never.

(exhales)

(sniffles)

(sighs)

OWEN:
Captain Vega?

(sighs)
Captain Strand.

Are you okay?

Are you experiencing any--

I don't know-- complications
from the fire last night?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
This is just a checkup

-for my cancer surgery today.
-Oh.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I, um...

I have a relative who's getting
a procedure downstairs.

Oh. Hope it's not too serious.

Routine.

Well, I'm around
if you need anything.

Oh, heard they make a mean
tapioca in the commissary.

Oh, I'll pass,
but I appreciate it.

-(door opens)
-JUDD: Hey, hey.

-We're home.
-GRACE: There they go.

Hey, girls.
Come give godmama a hug.

Mwah. Mwah.
Y'all look so cute.

-Ms. Grace?
-Mm-hmm.

Can we play video games?
Mr. Judd said

we can play video games.

No, I said after your homework.

That's right. Listen, head
to the bathroom and wash up.

We're gonna fix you guys
something to drink, okay?

GIRLS:
Okay.

-Mm-hmm.
-(sighs)

(Judd chuckles)

Listen,
did they give you any idea

about what's going on
with Tommy?

No. They said
that Charles was gone

when they woke up
this morning.

-Gone? Gone where?
-I don't know.

Evie mentioned
she thought she heard

a car pulling out
of the driveway last night.

In the middle of the night,
Judd?

-That's what she said.
-Okay.

You don't think Tommy and
Charles are fighting, do you?

They're not really the type,
but I don't know.

Everybody does it, you know?

-I texted Charles.
-And?

Nothing.

(exhales)

You mind if I sit here? I...

I mean, I can put this on
if you want.

No, no, don't worry about that.

Whole reason I came out here was
so I didn't have to wear one.

(sighs)

I'm fully vaccinated,

for whatever that's worth.

Me, too.

You know,
I was just thinking about

what am I gonna do with
all these once this is all over?

Maybe I'll make
a really ugly quilt,

which I could do, by the way.

Because I learned
how to sew during the pandemic.

And bake my own bread.

Maybe too well, actually.

It's so funny. I...

I never really worried
about the apocalypse at all.

I actually enjoyed it.

So it's kind of fitting,

now that the world's
all coming back,

that my world...

My world's falling apart.

I'm sorry to hear that.

(sniffles)
You know, they want me
to say goodbye.

I can't say goodbye. I c...

I'm sorry.

Oh, don't be.

Uh, my name's Tommy.

Uh, George.

Who are you here for, George?

My son.

My boy, Ethan, he's...
(sniffles, clears throat)

He's in the ICU, and, uh,

it's not the first time he's...

Ethan's had seizures,

uh, his whole life,
since he was little.

-(sighs)
-That's rough.

(sniffles)

You know, this time, it was...

This time,
it was just really bad.

He had a seizure that...
(sniffles)

...that just wouldn't stop.

It's like a cascade of seizures
is what the doctors think.

Status epilepticus.

I'm a paramedic.

Ah.

And he was alone, which is...

I mean, he has roommates,
but they weren't home,

and they found him
in the bathroom.

(sniffles, clears throat)

My son has been
in a coma for two weeks.

And now, the doctors are saying
that, you know,

he's just not gonna wake up.

I'm so sorry.

And today, they wanted
to put him on, uh, they call it

"a terminal wean," which, like,

in doctor speak is, like,
uh, you know, unplugging him.

And worst part-- I haven't
been up there once, at all.

I just, I...

I can't. I just...

Every time I try and find the
courage to go up there, I...

I'm just... I'm terrified

at what will happen
if I walk in there.

It'll become real.

Yeah.

If I loved my son,
I would be up there right now.

But I'm a coward.

I'm just gonna let
this moment pass,

just like every other important
moment in my life, and...

and I'm gonna regret it.

I know I'm gonna regret it.

I don't know what to do, okay?
(panting)

I don't know what to do.

Well, you're here.

Just go upstairs,
see your son.

No, I can't.

I really can't.
I mean, I'm...

I think I'm gonna pass out
before I get

-to the door if I do that. I...
-Well, then it's a good thing

that you sat next
to a paramedic, isn't it?

Come on.

I'll walk you up there.

(laughs, sniffles)

(indistinct P.A. announcement)

How you feeling, George?

Like my feet are cemented
to the floor.

Well, just a...
just a few more feet and...

Do you want me
to go in with you?

Uh, no, no, no.

Uh, you-you should go,
but, uh...

but thank you
for getting me here.

(door opens)

-George. What the hell
are you doing here?
-I think you know

exactly what I'm doing here.
He's my son, too, Clara.

You are not allowed
to be here today.

-You're gonna
get yourself arrested!
-Yeah, well,

I'm pretty sure that's true.

-George, you need to go.
-I need to go? Uh, no.

You need to go.

-You all need to go!
Everybody out!
-George.

Have you lost your mind?

I'm not gonna let you
kill our son.

We're not killing him!
We're letting him go.

-Move!
-And what if I don't?

George, you don't want
to do this.

You were always so ready
to give up on him.

It's not Ethan I gave up on,
George. It's you.

Ma'am, it might be a good idea

if-if y'all just stepped out

and-and let George
have a moment with his son.

And who the hell are you?

TOMMY:
I'm just somebody

who doesn't want
anyone to get hurt.

Okay? Safest move
for everyone in this room

and this hospital

if you just go outside.
Just for now.

She's right. Clara, come on.

-Come on.
-GEORGE: Where you going?

-CLARA: Going
to say goodbye to my son.
-Wait.

Goodbye, my precious boy.

I love you so much.

(kisses)

I will always hate you for this.

-George...
-I told you

to leave. What's-what's going on
with the machines?

Are they on?
Turn them back on right now.

-Turn them on!
-George, just let her
walk out of here,

okay?
I can handle the ventilator.

Okay, just go. You, go.

Ethan.

Ethan, it's Dad. I'm here now.

Everything's gonna be just fine.

Is it?

How long do you think
you'll be able

to hold off the police
with a toy gun?

Yeah.

We walked through
the metal detectors together.

-I didn't want
anyone to get hurt.
-TOMMY: Right.

-(ventilator beeps, whirring)
-Let's hope that works out.

JACOBS:
Okay, one last pinch.

How's it look?

Looks great.

The incision
is well-approximated,

which means that it's
closing nicely. There's no sign

of swelling.
No infection, no redness.

You know,
other than these patches here,

which I don't believe are mine.

You know,

if, uh, I didn't know better,

I'd say
they look a little like burns.

Any idea where they came from?

-I-I plead the fifth.
-Oh.

I thought I told you
not to go back to work

till at least four weeks
after the surgery.

-I didn't go back to work.
-Oh.

So you just do this sort
of thing recreationally?

You know what, no. Mm-mm.

I do not want to know.

(chuckles)

You clearly lead
a very exciting life, Owen.

Sometimes a little too exciting.

(chuckles)

You know what?

Actually, I would like to know.

Really? Well, it's a...

-It's a kind of long,
complicated story.
-Okay.

Well, no worries.

But I'd love to tell it to you.

Maybe over a coffee?

I'm sorry. The...
You're a doctor.

You probably can't go to coffee
with a patient.

Hmm. Well,

the good news is you are
no longer my patient, so...

Why don't you call me Barbara?

-(intercom beeps)
-MAN: Paging Dr. White
and Dr. Violet.

Dr. White and Dr. Violet

to the ICU immediately.

Oh, wow.

-Okay.
-What's that?

Uh, "Dr. White" is code

for the staff
to evacuate the hospital.

Wh-What's a code violet?

A hostage situation.
We need to go.

(siren wailing)

TYLER:
Let's go, let's go.

Gather it in. Let's go!

Bring it right here
in the middle, everybody.

We have a potential shooter
in the ICU unit.

If this guy wants
to get out of here,

he's gonna have
to come through us.

-(monitor beeping steadily)
-Ethan.

Hey, Big E.

I know you can hear me.

You got to hurry back, buddy.

(phone buzzing)

Owen.

OWEN:
Hey. Are you still here?

TOMMY:
In the hospital? Yes.

OWEN:
There's an alert.
They're evacuating

everybody below the ICU.
There's a gunman.

Yes, I'm-I'm aware.

-I'm looking right at him.
-What?

I'm fine, Owen. It's a toy gun.

-How do you know that?
-Just trust me.

The guy's
a little off his rocker,

but he's harmless. He's just

a distraught dad
that doesn't want

the hospital to take his son

-off life support.
-Well, I can promise you

the SWAT team
won't be using toy guns.

Which is why I need you
to buy me some time.

-For what?
-I think I can talk him down.

-Tommy...
-I walked him in.

I can walk him out.

What do you mean,
you walked him in?

Nobody has to get hurt today,
Owen.

Please.

Just a little more time.

I'll see what I can do.

-TOMMY: George.
-Yeah.

We don't have long,

so I really need you
to listen to me.

-You have to surrender now.
-No.

I can't do that. I can't.
Ethan is counting on me.

They come through that door,
they're gonna kill him. No.

You said you didn't want
anyone getting hurt today.

If you don't surrender
right now,

people are gonna get hurt,
starting with you.

I don't care about me.
You're right. You need to go.

Thank you
for giving my son a chance.

George,

your boy has been
in a vegetative state

for two weeks.

Okay? The odds are
that he's not coming out of it.

Especially not
in the next few minutes.

When Ethan was 13,

he went over to a friend's house
after school to play.

And they decided to go swimming.
We had no idea.

Clara and I didn't even know
they had a pool.

And Ethan had a seizure,

and all the air came out
of his lungs, and he sank

to the bottom. Took his friends
five minutes to pull him out.

It's a miracle
he didn't drown himself.

The doctor said,

"He's probably not
gonna wake up."

And even if he did,
he wouldn't be the same.

And guess what? The next day,

he came out of it.

My son's a fighter.

That's an incredible story.

But 12 hours,

it's a lot different
from two weeks.

What would you do?

Hmm?

If this was your loved one,
what would you do

to give them
just even a minute more

for a chance at a miracle?

Anything.

-(George sniffles)
-Anything.

-(siren wailing)
-TYLER: Make sure
the first two floors

are cleared,
the stairwells secured.

-MAN: Let's go. Move, move.
-TYLER: Radio Echo Team.

Have them put shooters
on every rooftop

with a clear line of sight to
the south side of this building.

Officer, all civilians

have to be on the other side
of the barricades.

I'm not a civilian. I'm
Captain Owen Strand, Austin FD.

I have some information
on your suspect.

-TYLER: Lieutenant Jeff Tyler.
-A colleague of mine,

Paramedic Captain Tommy Vega,
called me.

She is inside with him
right now.

-She's a hostage?
-No, no. He's not holding her.

And she says he's armed
with a toy gun.

But that's not something
that I can assume to be true.

I understand that.

She's asking for some time
to get him to surrender.

-The man commandeered an ICU.
-I know

you don't know me,
but I do know her.

Captain Vega
is asking for some time.

I think
we should give it to her.

(phone buzzing)

Owen.

Hey. I spoke
to SWAT Commander Tyler.

He's agreed
to stand his team down.

You have ten minutes to try
to get that guy out of there.

You do get results.

I do what I can.

And please pass my thanks along
to the lieutenant.

But things have changed here.

We're not coming out
of this room.

Sorry.

JUDD:
Did you put in a cheat code
while I wasn't looking?

EVIE:
No. I don't cheat.

Well, you must be
a black belt, then.

-But either way, it ain't fair.
-"Ain't" is not a word,
Mr. Judd.

Our mom says we shouldn't whine.

-Well...
-GRACE: They got
your number, Judd.

JUDD:
Why don't you guys take each
other on

-if you're so tough.
-(phone ringing)

Hey. What's going on?

-Have you talked to Tommy today?
-Yeah. Actually,

uh, Grace and I are watching
the girls right now.

-Why? It's Cap.
-She said that she was here

because she had a relative

who was getting
some sort of procedure done?

-Wait, where-where's here?
-St. Raymond's. Look,

what relatives of her
live here in town?

It's just her and Charles.
I mean, that-that's why

we're babysitting the girls now.

-What's going on, Owen?
-I don't know.

But something's not right
with her.

Otherwise,
I doubt she'd be in the middle

of a police standoff right now.

A what now?

Yeah. And I talked to her
20 minutes ago.

Now she's not picking up
my calls.

Whatever you do,
stay away from this window.

What, you mean
they'd actually, uh...

I mean, w-without even talking
to us first?

Well, we're playing
for keeps now.

They'll be here soon.

So let's barricade the door.

There's no point.
When they come, they come.

So what else we can do?

Pray.

(phone buzzing)

-(line beeps)
-(sighs)

She's not picking up
for me, either.

I mean,
this don't make no sense.

You know?
And what the hell relative

is she visiting
at the hospital anyway?

GRACE:
You know what?
It's like you said.

Tommy has one relative
that's in town that is not

in this room right now.

-Gotcha.
-Nuh-uh.

Charles.

What if the car that Evie heard
in the driveway last night...

What if it was an ambulance?

-(phone rings)
-BREE: Austin Emergency.

-This is Bree.
-GRACE: Hey, Bree.

-This is Grace.
-Grace. What can I do for you?

Uh, listen, I have a bit

of a strange request.

Could you tell me
if any 911 calls

came in last night

from a residence?

5674 Merriman Drive?

Yep. Looks like one
did come in from there.

3:18 a.m.

Bree, I need you
to play it for me, please.

-Yep.
-DISPATCHER: 911.
What's your emergency?

TOMMY:
I'm at 5674 Merriman Drive.

I have a nonresponsive
50-year-old male.

No pulse.
No reaction to sternal rub.

I need
cardiac life support here now.

DISPATCHER:
Help is on the way, ma'am.
Can you tell me

-if he's breathing?
-TOMMY: No.

His airways are clear,
but no respiration.

(sniffles)
Starting compressions.

Come on, Charles. Please.

Please, come on.
Come on, Charles. Come on.

DISPATCHER:
Paramedics will be with you

within six minutes.

TOMMY:
No need to hurry.

-DISPATCHER: I'm sorry?
-TOMMY: No pulse.

Cool to the touch.

-(mouths)
-Rigor has started to set in.

Patient is beyond resuscitation.

Tell the responders
no lights, no sirens.

I don't want to wake my kids.

Breach on me. Three.

Two. One.

OWEN:
Stop! Stop.

Don't go in there yet.
I know what's wrong with her.

With-with Tommy.
And I think I can get them

to come out peacefully, but
I've got to talk to her alone.

TYLER:
Look, you go in there,

and I can't protect you.

-OWEN: I'll take my chances.
-You have two minutes.

(knocking)

Tommy, it's Owen.

I'm alone, and I'm coming in.

(monitor beeping steadily)

Hey.

You shouldn't be here, Owen.

None of us should be here.

But we're here.

-Who is this?
-My name is Owen,

and I'm very sorry
for what you're going through.

I-I really, really am.

But I've come to save my friend.

I'm fine.

You are not fine.

Nothing about this is fine.

It's brave.

It's noble.

And I understand it.

You want this man
to be able to experience

the miracle you didn't get to.

What's he talking about?

Her husband died.

This morning.

Last night.

OWEN:
Last night.

And you weren't there.

(whispers):
I wasn't there.

I am so sorry.

Oh, my God.

OWEN:
Tommy, you have to walk out
of this room with me.

You should, too.

But you absolutely have to.

There is a lot of firepower
pointed at this room.

Your little girls
have already lost a parent.

Don't let 'em lose another one.

Say goodbye.

(sniffles)

What?

Say goodbye to your son.

And we're gonna walk out
of here together.

(scoffs)

No. You're not going with him.

That's not what he'd want.

I don't want to say
good-goodbye.

(sniffles)
Hey.

It's a gift.

(George sobs)

(sobs, sniffles)

(exhales, sniffles)
Eth-Ethan.

Ethan, Daddy's here.

I'm so sorry.

I hope you can forgive me.

You are my best friend.

(sniffles)

The greatest joy in my life.

(sniffles, shudders)

(kisses)

(shudders, sniffles)

(whispers):
I'll see you again.

One day, I'll see you again.

(cries)

I love you so much.

(cries, sniffles)

Huh?

He's...

holding my-- He just squeezed
my hand. (shuddering)

(stammers)

(sniffles)
You're sure it's not a spasm?

Yes. He's squeezing my hand.
Look at this.

Feel it. He did it again.

-(sniffles, exhales)
-TOMMY: Ethan.

Ethan, if you can hear me,

squeeze my hand.

(laughing, sniffling)

-GEORGE: He's...
-TOMMY: He's in there.

-Yeah.
-(chuckling)

Did you see that?

-Yeah.
-(George sniffles)

(sniffles)
Oh.

Hey.

(breathing heavily)
Hi.

Hi, son.

(George laughs)

♪ I hear the sound ♪

♪ Echoes beneath ♪

♪ Angels and skylines meet ♪

♪ I feel the pages turning ♪

♪ I see the candle burning
down ♪

♪ Before my eyes ♪

♪ Before my wild eyes ♪

♪ I feel you holding me ♪

♪ Tighter, I cannot see ♪

♪ When will we finally ♪

♪ Breathe... ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe... ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪

♪ Breathe... ♪

♪ Breathe ♪

♪ Breathe... ♪

♪ Breathe. ♪

ROBERTS:
Your intuition was right.
It was an aneurysm.

I found the rupture
in the subarachnoid space

between the brain and the skull.

There'd have been no warnings,
no indicators.

It's the kind of thing
you might find by accident.

So there's nothing
we could have done.

No.

Would it have been painful?

It would have happened fast.

I'll give you a minute.

Thank you.

♪

(inhales, exhales)

-(Tommy panting, groaning)
-CHARLES: Just squeeze my hand,
baby.

I know it hurts,
but just take all that pain

and you squeeze it
right into my hand.

-It's just you and me.
-(groans)

God, I can't believe I let you
talk me out of the epidural.

Babe, do you remember
when I told you

-one day that this miracle
would happen?
-Uh-huh.

-Today is that day.
-(panting)

So you squeeze my hand and
you push through, Tommy Vega.

-Squeeze.
-(grunting, groaning loudly)

(baby crying)

(grunts, laughing)

♪

-Gold head and body
but then black wings.
-Mm.

-(knocking)
-That's cool.

(whispers):
I got it.

I know what I'm trying
to do with it.

-(exhales)
-Hey, friend.

Hey, Gracie.

(sniffles)

(exhales)

-Hey.
-Hi, Mom.

-Hey, babies. Come on.
-(claps hands)

Let's, uh, pack stuff up.
It's time to go.

ISABELLA:
Oh, but we aren't done
coloring.

JUDD:
Hey, so how 'bout this?

What if I just save that page

and we'll do it next time?

-ISABELLA: Mm-hmm.
-Yeah?

Can't we just have a sleepover?

Please?

TOMMY:
No. No, sweetheart. Not tonight.

But we-we can stop on the way
home for some ice cream.

Can I have a waffle cone?

Absolutely.

Is Daddy gonna meet us there?

TOMMY:
No. No, it's just gonna be
the three of us.

Don't forget to thank Ms. Gracie
and Mr. Judd for watching y'all.

Thank you.

-JUDD: Y'all be good.
-Thank you.

JUDD:
Be good to your mama.

There you go.
(sniffles)

All right. Thank you both for,
uh, everything you did today.

I really appreciate-- I-I don't
know what I would have done

-without you.
-It you need anything,

T, we're-we're here for you.

I know, Juddy. I know.
I appreciate that.

Y'all drive safe.

'Kay, good night.

-Good night.
-(door closes)

-(crying)
-(engine starts)

-Come here, sweetie. Come on.
-♪

It'll be okay.

(crying)

(whispers):
I know.

I know. I know.

(dripping sounds)

BETH:
What is that, a meteorite?

OWEN:
That's a reminder.
It's from the South Tower.

The heat was so intense,
it melted metal.

The guys from this house
went in anyway.

(lively music playing
in distance)

(chuckling)

PAUL (chuckles):
Hey!

Cap, what are you doing here?

Well, I came here
to survey the damage.

But it looks like you guys
came here to do some.

Yeah, we never miss a 126 hang.

Come rain, shine
or diabolical acts of arson.

They're usually at Carlos' and
TK's place, but, as you know,

that's kinda burnt
to the ground.

Unlike this place,
which is merely toasted.

NANCY:
Guys, good news.

The foosball table made it out
mostly unscathed.

There's, like, two little
burnt dudes on each team.

So who wants some?

Marj, you want to go doubles?

Only if I'm on attack.

TK:
Hey, Dad. (exhales)

Where were you today all day?

I'll tell you later.

Hey. Carlos.

Why don't you hand me a beer?

Absolutely.

-(Marjan laughs)
-MATEO: Oh!

And that's why you got
to march up, kids.

-Now, that is so cheap.
-MATEO: You're the one
who dropped the ball.

PAUL:
Keep talking, I'm-a drop you...

(overlapping teasing)

♪

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