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- Yeah!
- Yeah, man!

- All right, man.
- We got him!

We got him. We got him.

Oh, you should've seen your face, dude.

You were, "Ohh, snakes in my face, man!"

Welcome back, bro.

- Diane.
- Maya?

- Did you forget I was coming?
- I didn't forget.

I just... I didn't realize it was now.

I didn't... I didn't...
I didn't realize the time.

I haven't been sleeping much,

and I decided to do a deep
clean around 4:00 a.m.,

and I lost track of time.

Oh.

Is your wife home?

She doesn't live here anymore.
I don't know where she lives.

I haven't heard from her since the day

she had me committed to a loony bin.

The term "loony bin"
is a throwback to a time

when culturally, we made fun of people

with mental health crises.

I think it's beneath you,
and I know it's beneath me.

Okay.

Maya, I carved out the whole day today,

which wasn't easy, so
I'm hoping I can come in.

Yeah, uh, of course. Come on in.

I hope you don't mind the
smell of cleaning products.

Uh, can we open a window?

Yeah, that's... that's a...
That's probably a good idea.

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Morning, Captain.

Gibson, I'm sure you want
your old position back,

but lucky me, I got so many lieutenants.

It's fine. I'm happy to help
out while Bishop's on leave.

Mm-hmm.

Sullivan, I'm assigning Gibson to you

until he's adjusted to the job.

Oh, sir, that's not...
that's not necessary.

I forgot how much I like that guy.

Yeah. Gibson, engine
needs a hose change.

Look, you've been off the
job for more than six months.

That makes you the grunt.

Make some more coffee, too.

- Great.
- Sprinkles.

Got it.

Coffee.

Hose change.

Chief Ross, ladies, I, more than anyone,

am appalled by what
happened the other night.

Well, what part?

The profiling of a
young, innocent Black man,

or the weapons being drawn
because he had butter in his backpack?

All of it. Truthfully, it makes
both of our departments look bad.

You see the narrative
the press is taking...

"Firefighters versus police
in a pissing contest."

Yeah, I saw that editorial
calling for the feds

to investigate Seattle PD
for possible civil rights violations,

but... my department wasn't mentioned.

If we let that narrative prevail,

then the people lose all trust
in our city's public servants,

firefighters included.
We can't let that happen.

- I sense a proposition coming on.
- Stand with me at

- tonight's press conference.
- Mm-hmm.

Let's show the people that
fire and police are united,

that we're working together to prevent

any other unfortunate accidents

- like the other night's.
- Accidents?

- If it weren't for the Chief...
- Hughes.

... your officers would have

- tased Jamal, or worse.
- Hughes.

Look, my people got it wrong,

just like your people got it wrong

when they leaked my wife's
and my private information

from that Crisis One call.

Kitty's talking about lawsuits
and lawyers and PR firms...

No feds, though...

But a lawsuit... can get ugly quickly,

just like this... Jamal incident
can get ugly... if we let it.

But, fortunately, Jamal got
home safely to his family.

Because fire and police worked together.
That's all I'm saying.

Oh.

Will you stand with me?

I'll be there.

Herrera. Hughes.

Chief, with all due respect,
I think he's bluffing on the lawsuits.

I appreciate you both
being here. Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you, Chief.

All right.

- What's all this?
- Today, I'm on incident reports.

And what's all that?

Let's just say the meeting took a turn.

Took a turn? That
meeting went off a cliff.

Dixon used the Crisis
One leak as leverage

to get Ross to make nice.

She's gonna stand with
Dixon and give PD the credit

for the de-escalation
instead of Crisis One.

It's gross.

That's one more reason why we
shouldn't leak private information

- from the calls we go on.
- Mm-hmm.

How many more times are you
gonna shame me about that?

As many as it takes for
the shame to really sink in.

I mean, seriously, Travis,
it's like you don't even care.

I do care. I care a lot, which
is why Eli is coming here to

- work on the campaign...
- Oh, Eli.

... so the leak, which
was definitely misguided

- and for which I feel great shame...
- No.

... shall not be for nothing.

- Why are you smiling?
- I missed this.

What, you missed everybody fighting?

I guess so.

And I missed that.

Aid 19, Ladder 19, Engine 19...

- All right. Have fun.
- ... requested to 1503 Aldred Road.

Aldred Road.

This is part of last year's
redistricting, isn't it?

Yeah.

Man, it's been a long time
since I've been back here.

Wait, is this your old neighborhood?

Hey, can we go get the,
um... the guava popsicles

from the corner store you told me about?

You know, I'd love to get one of those,

but those are actually in
my other old neighborhood.

- Your other old neighborhood?
- Yeah.

My mom and I, we moved there
when I was 14 after my dad died.

This is where we lived
when... when he was alive.

And we just passed a condo
that used to be the corner store

I went to with my mom back in the day.

It's all so different
from what I remember.

- I think you've made plenty of room.
- No, this place is a mess.

I'm not sure I can think
in a place this messy.

That's perfect.

You're not gonna do much thinking today.

- Is that a joke?
- Nope.

- Well, I have a hard time...
- Sitting?

- Resting.
- Perfect.

You're definitely not
going to be resting today.

We're not resting or
thinking? What are we doing?

Drawing.

I would definitely
prefer to think or rest.

Hm. It's nice to see your sense of humor

is still in there somewhere.

In there somewhere? What's
that supposed to mean?

Maya, your wife had to 5150 you

to get you the medical care you needed,

and your employers are waiting for me

to determine if it's safe
to let you go back to work.

You can keep moving furniture,

or you can keep challenging
every word I say,

you could keep your guard
up all day if you want to,

but it's not gonna get you
back to work any faster.

Do you still hope to get back
to work for the fire department?

Ladder 19 fire attack,
get some ventilation flowing.

Engine 19, search and rescue.

Set up triage just in case.

Hey, bro! Theo Ruiz!

Hey! What's up? It's me, Tomás.

Don't be acting like you
don't know me, Teodora.

Hey, Tomás. I got a
job to do here, man.

That's my boy right there.
Look at him, just like his pops.

Hey, come by the
barbershop sometime, bro.

I'll hook you up with
the family discount!

Yeah, I'll catch up with you later.

All right.

- No.
- Hello to you, too.

Travis isn't here.

And I didn't have time for
you before you proved yourself

a total pariah monster.

I really don't have
the time for you now.

And, uh, what, pray tell,
have I done that solidified

my "pariah monster"
status in your estimation?

The Dixon leak. That was your fault.

And now that stupid blond slug

is using it as leverage against Ross.

- Travis has risen in the polls...
- No more talking.

- Also, get out.
- Andy, don't be shortsighted.

You have to see the bigger
picture. Close your eyes.

Okay, keep them open. But picture
a world where Dixon isn't mayor,

Crisis One is safe, and
Travis' soul is still intact.

Your team is united and strong.

No, yeah, I... I-I see it.

I-I... I think I... I'm
seeing the bigger picture.

Wow. Wait, I think I see something else.

Oh, yeah? What do you see?

Your ass on a curb, never to
be seen or heard from again.

I think I rather like that
my ass is in your picture.

Oh, my God.

All right, Ruiz, you go straight ahead.

- Hughes, you're with me.
- Copy.

Let's be quick.

Hughes, to the right.

Anybody in here?

Hello? Hello?

- Hello?
- Anybody in here?

The fire is off the
kitchen, but no civilians.

Copy. Continue search and rescue.

There's nothing upstairs.

Mari, get under her. Grab her legs!

Help us, please! You have to help us!

- Okay, what am I drawing?
- A timeline.

Of what?

Uh, well, you're an Olympian.

Not only that, you won the
gold on a sprained ankle.

- Yep.
- What happened to your ankle?

I twisted it at Halloween,
and it hasn't quite healed yet.

- And at the Olympics?
- I twisted it at the Olympic Village

two nights before my big race.

I was chasing after a girl
from the French relay team.

I was tipsy. It was stupid.
I was stupid. But I wasn't gonna let

one stupid night... decide my fate,
so I ran anyway, and I won anyway.

Got it. Okay. Make a
timeline of your Olympic win.

Every relevant moment leading up to it.

That's impossible.

How am I supposed to
remember every moment?

The ones that matter will come to you.

Start with the first time you ever
had the thought, "I want to win."

What do we got?

She was already having trouble
breathing and needs assistance.

It's all right. Come on, come on.

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- She's gonna be all right, right?
- We got her, we got her.

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Ma'am, save your breath.
Smoke inhalation can creep up on you.

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We shouldn't have stayed.

I told you we shouldn't have stayed.

It's our home! Why wouldn't we stay?

They're gonna foreclose on our home.

Sit down, sit down. Let me
check your oxygen levels.

All that hard work for nothing.

- We're gonna lose our house after all.
- No!

You'll save it, right?

You know, we're
Seattle's finest. We got you.

Filing, doing the dishes...

When you're not out
there being a superhero,

you're ostensibly a
1960s secretary, huh?

Something I've always wanted.

The deal was you be
quiet, I let you stay.

Why do you hate me?

Your disproportionate love for yourself

has to be balanced out somehow.

- I'm just doing my part.
- I'm not a bad guy.

- I never said you were.
- But you treat me like one.

And, you know, that's
fine, I can take it,

but you're influencing Travis.

Travis is an adult, all right?

He can make up his
own mind about people.

Yeah, yeah, he did. He picked me.
He chose to work... with me.

You don't like my methodology,
but it's not my methodology.

It's how you win an election.

I get Travis across the finish line
or it's Michael Dixon, yeah?

The man that will wreak havoc
on this city and Crisis One,

not to mention any
number of petty paybacks

that cretin will throw at this station.

I... well, what do you
want me to do about it?

I want you to get out
of Travis' ear about me

and into everyone else's for me.

You're the true leader of this station.

Okay, now you're just
trying to butter me up.

Only if you find the truth flattering.

You have a tremendous
amount of influence

with these people and you know it.

Look, I don't work for you.

You wouldn't be doing it for
me, you'd be doing it for Travis,

you'd be doing it for
the city of Seattle.

You'd be doing it for the
good of freaking humanity.

- And you took it too far.
- Too far. Okay. Yeah.

Okay, that's good.

But I only got to age 12.

- We have enough.
- Enough for what?

- What does this say?
- You can't read it?

I can read it, but...

- I'd like you to read it.
- That feels a little patronizing to me.

You feel a little exhausting
to me, so we're even.

Fair enough. It says, "3 years
old, my cousin's track meet."

That's the first thought
you had of winning?

- The first one I can remember.
- Because your cousin won.

No, because she lost.

She was winning and then... she lost.

And I-I saw his face.

- Who's he?
- My dad.

I-I saw... his face when she lost.

You know, my ankle hurts.
I'm gonna get some ice.

Wait. Before you get that ice,
can you move toward that pain?

I don't know what that
means, but my ankle hurts.

- Okay, just let it hurt.
- I need ice!

You ran a race on a
sprained ankle and won gold.

You can sit with pain, Maya.

Just touch your ankle.

Just put your hand on it.

I don't... I don't...

- I don't know why.
- It's okay.

- It's okay not to know.
- I don't want to lose.

I don't want to lose!
I don't want to lose.

- It's okay, Maya. Let it out.
- I just... I don't want to lose.

- I don't want to lose.
- It's okay.

I don't want to lose. I don't want...

I don't want to lose.

I don't want to lose.

I don't... I don't want to lose.

Mm-hmm.

Mari, you're okay and
you're safe, all right?

We're gonna take care
of you and your family.

It's gonna take a lot more than
you think to fix this family up now.

Can I get a hand
with these hoses over here?

Don't worry, mija. Mija,
we're gonna get back on our feet.

We don't even have a home to
reclaim. We've lost everything.

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You have to save our house. Please.

Oh, no. No. Our family bible.

It's got our family tree, birth records,

- citizenship papers...
- Okay, okay.

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- Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Okay.

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Okay. No, no, no, no.

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Captain, what's the status on the fire?

Contained to two rooms at
the rear of the first floor.

Our civilians need their family bible.

I can run back in and get
it. It'll only take a minute.

We wait till the fire's completely
out to retrieve any personal items.

You just said the fire's contained.

I-I've seen my dad
walk a whole family...

Ruiz, get back to your station now.

Hey! Hey. Where's Mari?

- She was following you.
- Mom!

- Damn it! Mari!
- Ruiz, get back here!

Hey, Captain, you have a civilian
that just went back inside.

Then go in and get them, Montgomery.

19, we still need those
back rooms overhauled.

Get two blowers in the front
door and clear out that smoke.

- Mari!
- Oh, my God!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, Hughes, wait, wait, wait!

Hughes, Hughes,
Hughes, Hughes.

You have to let me go!
You have to let me go!

Vic, we have... Vic, we have to wait!

- I know, I know.
- Ruiz, Montgomery, report.

Montgomery, Ruiz, what's your status?

Stand by for Rapid Intervention.

We may need saws and axes
to extricate our team.

Montgomery, Ruiz, report!

Copy, Captain. We're in the basement.

Are you injured?

- You good?
- That really sucked.

- Mari, are you hurt?
- No, somehow.

Captain, we're all okay.

But we don't know where
that explosion came from.

- Do you?
- No, no idea. Make your way out ASAP.

Copy, Captain, but the
stairwell has collapsed,

and there's a fire in
the other direction.

I don't see another way out
of here. We may be trapped.

Look, I-I-I'm saying,
you're a firefighter,

you don't understand
the intricacies of this.

How are we still having this
conversation? How are you still here?

You slide down a
little pole, you go out,

- you save cats and kids...
- Okay.

... acting stupid and noble
and the world needs that.

But I win elections for the good guys

- and the world needs that, too.
- Ah, okay. Stupid and noble.

- I didn't mean...
- Yeah, you did.

What will it take for you to just
lay off and let me do my thing?

- Okay. Slide down that pole.
- You're joking.

No. The people who slide down that pole

are part of the Stupid
and Noble Firefighter Club.

They're the only ones I listen to
about firefighter stuff. Go ahead. Go on.

This is literally a primary
school catwalk playground thing.

Yeah. Yeah. Totally.
Just, you know, kid stuff.

'Cause we're just big,
dumb kids who fight fires.

Big, dumb kids... Hey! No! Eli! No!

Oh, my God! No!

I was kidding, you idiot.

We need to call for help.

I am literally who would arrive.

Ugh, you're lucky it's
just a dislocation.

- You coulda killed yourself.
- You told me to!

Hey, hey, hey. I was kidding.

Ohhh, my God!

- No one, two, three?
- Okay.

Are you in pain or not?

- Huh.
- All right.

Come on, let's get it immobilized
and put some ice on it.

- I still can't believe you did that.
- You told me to!

Gibson, Warren,
grab the gurney and med gear.

South side of the house in the driveway.

I shouldn't have done this.

I'm so sorry. Oh, God.

- Okay, Mari...
- Please, God, I'm sorry.

Listen to me. You're okay.
Take deep breaths in this, all right?

You're okay. We've got you. Stay
calm. Take some deep breaths.

Captain, we've got more
fires on the basement level.

Searching for egress.

We put all our savings into
this house. We raised Lupe here.

We brought in Julio's parents
when his father got sick.

We just... I just wanted something
to pass down. I'm so sorry.

Mari, it's okay. Listen
to me. Listen to me.

Try not to breathe in the smoke.
Keep that pressed against your face.

Hey, man. Did you find something?

Not yet, but this house is
just like the one I grew up in.

They were all built at the same time.
There should be a window here.

- I'm so sorry.
- I can't reach. I can't reach.

- I can...
- Stay, stay, stay.

Stay with me right here.

Yeah!

Captain, there's an egress window
on the north side of the house.

Copy, Ruiz. Moving there now.

Captain, we got security
bars on this thing.

Sullivan, Hughes, grab the rotary saw.

- Keep that pressed against your face.
- Take cover. Turn away.

Stay down. Down, down.

Here. Get some air.

Chief Ross, just the
person I was looking for.

Dixon, to what do I
owe the pleasure, again,

today, but only a few
hours after I just saw you?

It was the success of
our morning's adventure

that inspired me to come. Matcha latte?

According to my wife, all
the pretty girls love these.

And pretty girls in a complimentary
way, not a pejorative way.

Michael, I have a meeting in 10.

Oh, thank you for calling me
Michael. Can I call you Natasha?

If it'll help you cut to the chase.

Right. I just wanted
to say how pleased I was

at how deftly we navigated this morning,

especially while you were
clearly having to negotiate

the naive zeal of those...
yappy, impractical,

bleeding heart millennial at 19.

Path of least resistance, you know?

Exactly. And in the
spirit of exactly that...

FD Union hasn't decided who
they're going to endorse for mayor yet.

A word of support from you for me

would really seal the deal

and put a nice media topspin
on tonight's public handshake.

- Indeed.
- I knew I could count on you.

I am a woman who can
always be counted on

to do the right thing, even to
the man who nearly had me tased.

You're such a card, Natasha.

I wouldn't buy a $7

hot drink for just anyone.
Worth it. You're worth it!

- See you tonight.
- Tonight. Yeah.

How do you feel?

Ugh. You mean other than mortified?

Why mortified?

Because I barely know you
and I snotted all over you.

Okay, yeah, so other than mortified.

Shaky. Raw.

How's your ankle feeling?

It doesn't hurt. Or barely.
That is so strange. Why doesn't it hurt?

Well, sometimes physical pain,
when it builds like that...

The pain can be attached to a
part of you that needs attention.

Part of me?

Well, in this case, I
would venture a guess

that it was the
3-year-old part of you.

- The 3-year-old part of me.
- Yes.

I don't get it.

Tell me more about your cousin's
race when you were 3 years old.

Uh, my father

- hated her for losing.
- Mm.

When she was winning, he... loved her.

He cheered for her.

But when she lost, he looked...

... so ashamed.

He was so ashamed.

I decided I would never lose.

You decided you would never lose

so you could keep your father's love.

- Yes.
- So you would be worthy of his love.

Yes.

When a child is 3 years old,
a parent's love is everything.

Yes.

A parent's love is God to a 3-year-old.

Yes.

So... if you are worthy,
if your father loves you,

- you get to stay alive.
- Yes.

So, all this time, ever since
you were demoted from captain,

ever since you started "losing,"
the 3-year-old part of you

has been desperate for your attention,

screaming at you to stop losing,
trying like hell to save your life.

It's the 3-year-old who
can't stop running, Maya.

It's the 3-year-old
who won't let you sleep,

it's the 3-year-old
who pushes everyone away

who tried to tell you
that you had to stop.

I miss my wife. I love my wife.

I-I know.

So what do I do?

Like, what... what do I do?

You need to tell the 3-year-old
that she can rest now.

That she's allowed to rest.

You need to tell her that you love her

and that you've got her no matter what.

That she doesn't live
with Daddy anymore,

that she's safe, that she's lovable,
win... or lose.

- Theo! Travis!
- Hey. Hey. We're okay. We're here.

Step back. We're gonna
cut the bars, okay?

That's it.

Finally stupid and noble enough for you?

No, just stupid. But
hey, look, a deal's a deal.

You have 72 hours of me
laying off of you and Travis.

Da-da. Just for once in your life,

just for once, resist
the need to say something.

Okay.

- Ugh.
- What?

- That look.
- What look?

That look. We see it all the time.

Victims post-save get confused

and they fall in love with firefighters.

Don't worry, it'll pass.

For the shoulder, ice, ibuprofen,
and an ortho follow-up.

For the swoons... a cold shower.

The swoons? Who's the conceited one now?

- Ready?
- No.

- Because you're embarrassed?
- Yes.

You once told me that you think
about dying... so that you can rest.

That's because 3-year-old
Maya can't rest.

She's too afraid that if
she does, she's not lovable.

Maya, for whatever it's worth,

I am in awe of the
3-year-old that you were.

She was so smart. She was so observant.

She looked around and
she saw everything.

She saw exactly what she
had to do... to stay alive.

She is worthy... of your
love... and your care.

She is worthy of you risking
a little bit of embarrassment

for you to love and care for her.

It's not just a little bit
of embarrassment, though.

Okay. Do you need to stop?

We can stop for the day.
You've done a lot already.

Okay.

Can you picture her?

Try to see her.

Can you picture her?

I love you... no matter what.

You are lovable...

no matter what.

You are lovable... even when you lose.

Okay?

Yes.

We got you. Let's go.

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Theo Ruiz! You really are
just like your pops, bro.

I'm just doing my job.

All right. Here we go. Here we go.

Ruiz, you're on desk duty
the rest of this shift.

Next time I catch you
failing to follow orders,

- I'll write you up a reprimand.
- I went in to save that civilian.

You disregarded a direct order.

Oh, you wanted me to
let her go in by herself?

There's a chain of command
for a reason. You wait for orders.

Next time you pull a stunt like this,
I'm not just gonna reprimand you,

I'm gonna transfer you.

What the hell happened?

No one has any respect for him
and I think he's starting to notice.

You did beautiful work today.

There's more to do,
and we'll work together

once a week for the
next few months at least.

But... I think you can
ease back in to desk duty

if your medical team blesses it.

I want to call my wife.
Can I call my wife?

Can I tell her I'm sorry?

You can... absolutely do
whatever you want to do.

But how much have you
slept in the last two weeks?

Uh, 16 hours?

I think you've probably
put your wife through a lot.

- And if you want my advice...
- I do.

Take care of yourself... first.

Work on yourself first.

- See if you can... rest a little first.
- But I love her.

- See if I can love myself first?
- I love it when they learn.

- See you next week.
- Bye.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

You okay, Hughes?

- Look, I know today was a lot.
- Yeah. We got through it.

Yeah, but that's not what I mean.

My heart was in my throat,
and I'm not in love with him.

Look, I'm here to talk or
if you just need a break.

No judgment.

- All right.
- Thanks, Ben.

You know, Beckett
is down there casually acting

like... he didn't almost
get people killed

by the fact that he's an idiot.

He said it was contained,
so what the hell exploded?

I-I'm sorry.

I know we're all just
trying to shake today,

it's just this call, you know?

My old neighborhood, it's...

I guess, uh, this is what
they call "triggered," huh?

The past just hitting you
in the face all like...

- Yeah, I'm triggered.
- You're triggered?

You're triggered?!
I-I am... I am triggered.

And you haven't noticed, and you...

I don't know, maybe this
is partially my fault

because I don't let on, 'cause if I...

if I let these feelings
I'm having even an inch past

the dam that I've built in my throat,

I would drown this whole building!

Theo, you could have died today.

- I know.
- Yeah, you know.

You and...

You and Travis.

My boyfriend and my best friend.

Is any of this ringing
any bells for you?

Yeah. This is...

If something had
happened to you today...

if something had happened to Travis...

I always feel like I
have to be the nurse...

... and that's fine, but...
But if I have to play that role

while being the "widow"...

again?

I just don't think...
I-I can't do it again.

How am I having this
conversation in a freaking towel?

I'm just... I'm a clown.

Sometimes I need a nurse. Sometimes...

Some... Sometimes I need a nurse.

Sometimes I'm the one who needs...

No, Travis, you don't
get... You don't get to go.

Come... Come here! I need...

Finally, I want to thank Chief Ross,

Lieutenant Herrera,
and Firefighter Hughes

for helping police
de-escalate the situation

and ensure the safety of young Jamal.

Rest assured, the police and
firefighters of our great city

will continue to work
peacefully together.

Thank you.

Thank you all for joining us.

I want to echo Chief Dixon...

I want to...

Jamal Romero was able
to go home to his mother.

Jamal was able to live another day
to make his poundcake the night

that he was profiled by the police

as he was walking home
carrying nothing but butter

and baking supplies in his backpack.

Jamal is alive today because
Crisis One was on the scene,

and this is why Crisis One is an
essential service for our great city.

And this is more than enough evidence

that de-escalation
tactics are more successful

than the use of force.

Unfortunately, lack of
training and awareness

caused the officers on the scene

to feel the need to draw their weapons.

But to echo Chief
Dixon, our city can trust

that firefighters and police officers

will continue to work together.

In fact, I invite any members of PD

who are interested in
undergoing Crisis One training...

And I hope that they
would take up our offer...

So no one finds themselves

staring down the barrel of injustice.

Thank you.

Wow. She really just did that.

- Yeah, she did.
- Wow.

That's cool.

That was awesome.

You know I actually like you, right?

I think you're a good guy and a
good captain when you want to be.

So why are you antagonizing
the people under this roof?

How am I antagonizing
this team today, Herrera?

I heard something
about a second explosion

- after you said it was contained.
- We hadn't started overhaul yet,

which is why I ordered
Ruiz to wait outside.

Sometimes there's no time to wait
for the Captain's orders, all right?

We... We have to make a-a
snap decision to save a life.

Ruiz got a member of his team killed

when he made a bad call as a captain,

so he's decided to spare me
the same fate by second-guessing

every call I make, which ironically

is the very thing that's
gonna get someone killed.

I hear you, Captain,
but Theo is not wrong

in that... we need someone to lead.

We need... We need a North Star.

Look, my... my dad used to

take the team camping, you know?
He helped build

- morale. Maybe you can...
- Look, I'm not your...

your daddy, Herrera. I'm not
your dad. I'm not gonna be him.

I'm never gonna be
him. It's not my style.

So what is your style? Hmm?

Seriously, what... What
is your leadership style?

'Cause maybe do more of that.

Do more of that?

You know what, Herrera?
No matter what I do,

everyone around here criticizes me.

I give up drinking,
I-I do the job well,

I play nice, but nothing ever changes,

so I might as well just be the monster

that you all think I am.

Hmm?

Now get out.

Oh... my God.

Come in.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

- I...
- You can't be here.

I have paperwork... for you.

We're gonna keep the lights on.
We're gonna keep the door open.

I'm gonna sit on this side of the desk,

and I'm gonna just hand
you these files one by one.

Because I know how
hard this was for you,

and I didn't want you to be by yourself.

I fall in line.

- I know.
- I'm a soldier.

- I fall in line.
- I know.

I could not fall in line today.

I kept picturing Jamal on the ground,

shaking and crying, those
weapons drawn on him...

- I could not fall in line.
- Mm-hmm.

And now I have made a permanent
enemy of Michael Dixon.

Not just for me, for all of you.

Oh, yes, you did.

But you got it right.

I did?

My love, you got it right.

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