All language subtitles for 9-1-1 Lone Star S04E10_Subtitles01.ENG

(indistinct radio chatter)

(knock on door)

Hello, Austin EMS.

Do you think we're too late?

Oh. Hello.

Did you call 9-1-1?

Oh, yes. I was, uh, just, uh...

I was just expecting, uh...

Oh, never mind. Come on.

Edith is the one
who usually calls.
Come in.

How long have you had
this pain in your head, Edith?

All morning.

Do you have any history

of migraines or seizures?

-No.
-She's the healthy one.

TOMMY VEGA:
Okay, I wanna
check your pupils now.

First here.

Okay. Here we go.

-Edith, do you wear contacts?
-EDITH: I do.

It's easier than trying to
remember where my readers are.

Do you forget
to take 'em out sometimes?

Well, they fall out.
(chuckles)

Yeah, but it's not a problem
because they're disposable.

TOMMY:
I don't think
they always fall out.

It looks like you have
an old one stuck in there.

Yeah, go ahead.
Lean your head back.

-Great. TK, saline.
-TK STRAND: Mm-hmm.

Alright. This might
feel a little cold.

TOMMY:
Okay, Nancy, swab.

Okay.

-Here we go.
-Oh, heavens.

Do you think
I really have two lenses in?

Um...

Not two.

Huh.

-TK: Whoa.
-Oh, my.

-What?
-Okay, shh. Just be still.

Uh-huh.

It's like a clown car.

I think I got it.

Yeah, I think that's it.

Nancy, bag.

TK, saline.

How many were in there?

More than a dozen.

How is that possible?

Well, it's a lot more common
than you might think.

They get lodged in the fornices,

the area under the lid.

Yeah, that's not even a record.

There was a woman in the UK

who had 27 removed.

Oh, my goodness.

-Oh, I feel so foolish.
-TOMMY: Oh, don't.

-How's your pressure now?
-EDITH: Gone.

-(Tommy laughs)
-Oh, my!

You're a pretty thing,
aren't you?

Well, you're all so pretty.

TOMMY: Um, the thing
to remember, Mrs. Sullivan,

about disposable lenses
is to dispose of them.

-I will.
-TOMMY: Alright.

Let's get her on a gurney.

I'd like to take you
to St. Raymond's.

Just as a follow-up.

Oh, that's so sweet of you.

Of course.
She's gonna be just fine.

(indistinct radio chatter)

(siren wailing)

The hell?

Paragon?

Why is a private crew here?

Did you call
another ambulance?

-No.
-PARAMEDIC:
Nobody had to call.

Saw a request
for a medical unit
to this address.

We dropped everything.
Came right over.

-Pearce.
-Captain Vega.

EDITH (laughs):
Is that Pearcey?

Oh, do you know each other?

Yeah, the Sullivans are
some of our most valued clients.

We usually just
refer to them as patients.

Oh, these boys have
come out a few times

Arthur's had his spells.

So you work for Paragon now?

Private sector's more efficient.

-Pays more you mean?
-(scoffs)

You didn't lose our number,
did you, Mrs. Sullivan?

Oh, no, dear.

Arthur called this time.

I just used the 9-1-1.

Well, we talked
about that, Arthur.

It won't happen again.

We can take it
from here, Captain.

-Take what from here?
-I'm sure the Sullivans

will be much more comfortable
in our ambulance.

And we're already familiar
with their needs and conditions.

Oh, then you should have
been aware that Mrs. Sullivan

is suffering
from fluffy eye syndrome.

We removed several
long-standing obstructions.

We're taking her
to St. Ray's for a follow-up.

-No need to worry.
-PEARCE RISHER:
Well, I am worried.

I'm worried about
those rapid breaths.

Arthur, did you take
your Warfarin today?

EDITH:
Oh, yes. He takes it

every morning
with his breakfast,

just like you told him.

I've just been worked up
about Edith.

I think we should
take him to West Park now
to run some panels.

But-but they're taking me
to St. Ray's.

PEARCE: You could
always ride with us.

You know, I think
the LED lighting
in our ambulance

would be a lot easier
on your eyes.

And I'll even throw in

a complimentary
herbal smoothie for the ride.

-Ah!
-I could really
use a smoothie.

-PEARCE: Mm-hmm.
-TOMMY: Hmm.

Okay, what just happened?

That rat bastard
stole our patient.

Can they do that?

I don't know,
but I'm gonna find out.

(siren wailing)

(theme music plays)

In my line of work,
you make it a habit

to cheat death regularly.

Any of us who sign up for this

know that that's
part of the deal,

but what we don't
sign up for is cancer.

And we would lose
20% fewer firefighters

to lung cancer

if we had better testing

and earlier access to screening.

But it takes money.

And that's why
we've invited you,

because you're rich.

-(laughter)
-Uh...

So my crew,

um, will be mingling

to make sure that you
have a good time

and to pick your pockets.

So, thank you very much
for coming

and enjoy yourselves tonight.

(applause)

(inaudible)

So what we got here
is the 126 ladder.

Uh, also known
as the "ladder truck."

In layman's terms,
it's due to the ladder.

It's one of the items
that we got up for the bid...

is a ride-along...

on the ladder.

Hmm.

I hope you get a nice bid on it.

Um, Judd, do you
wanna tell him

a little bit more
about the features?

-JUDD RYDER: The features?
-GRACE RYDER: Yes.

Like why it may be
exciting to ride.

Oh, well, uh...

You said you were shot, right?

Oh, in the gut.
I'd show you,
but, uh, you know,

too many layers.

I mean, she's practically
an action hero.

They kidnapped your ex-wife?

-And then me.
-Well, I'm not shocked

that you'd inspire a stalker.

-(laughs)
-TK: Serial killer.

It was my dad
that had the stalker,

which was weirdly
completely different.

So it goes 0 to 60 in,
you know, under ten seconds.

Uh, it does have
2,000 pounds of torque.

-Wow. No kidding?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So, you know,

basically what
you're looking at here

is a 35-ton rocket ship

with a hundred-foot
aerial up top.

A hundred feet, huh?

JUDD: Yep. Thirty-three yards.

About your average night
of offense down in Houston.

-(laughs)
-Huh?

Our ground game is,
uh, embarrassing.

I'm sorry, "our"?

Baby, that's how
sports fans talk.

It makes us feel like
we own the team.

And what do you do, sir?

I own the team.

Money.
I'm sure that's
what this is all about.

I mean, they cut and they cut

and then they act surprised
that we're over-budget.

I mean, I got a call
from the department.

They want us to buy
the thinner nitrile gloves.

Well, the thinner gloves
they rip,

which means
we have to double-glove,

which only costs more money
in the long run.

I mean, if they would just
let us buy the proper gloves,

then-then maybe,
maybe they wouldn't have

to hire a fleet of
smoothie-slinging privateers.

(laughs) I mean, right?

And because
tonight's not about that...

No. Tonight,
we're here for cancer.

I mean, we're here
against cancer,

which I am really all about.

Against cancer.

Would you, would you like these?

Fun fact, this was actually

donated by the oldest winery
in the Hill Country.

The Hill Country?

But it's so nuanced,
so mature.

Familiar, yet unexpected.

It's kinda like
reading Dostoyevsky
in the original Russian.

MAN: Yes, exactly that.

What did you say your name was?

-Mateo.
-Mateo.

Your palate is inspired.

I'll be right back.

My wife has my checkbook.

-Babe? You read Dostoyevsky?
-Huh?

I love Dostoyevsky.

How have we not discussed this?

Oh, because I don't.

I heard Cap say that last week
while he was sipping Mescal.

I thought it sounded good.

Oh.

Excuse me,
I'll have a tequila
when you get a second.

Sure thing.
What's your label?

Uh, Don Canto.
Añejo if you've got it.

I don't see the Añejo.

Yeah, that was a long shot.

It's impossible
to find these days.

Well, I do see the Reposado.

-How does that sound?
-Yeah, yeah, that'd be great.

Terrific. Thank you.

Hmm. That's very generous.

Consider it solidarity.

-Between?
-The normal people.

Oh. You think you're normal?

Okay, not normal.

I saw your speech,
Mr. Beat-the-Odds.

You've quite the story.

Yeah, well, in reality,

there was a lot more puking
in-in that bathroom.

I will try to avoid that one.

For the record,
I don't really relish

telling my cancer story,

even if it is
for a room full of people

with a net worth of Milan.

Are you sure?

'Cause I think you relish.

Did you just call me vain?

No, I didn't.

But if you are, you're using
your vanity for a good cause.

You want a lime?

No, no. No lime ever.

Right answer.

WOMAN: Kendra! (laughs)

How are you?

I did not know you'd be here.

Good, Mrs. Laughlin, thank you.
Jonathan.

How's your family?

Mom got Brett into pickleball,

and he's obsessed.

JONATHAN:
You're the only holdout now.

Say hi to Lillian.

Bye, dear.

So you're not the bartender?

I was on a break,
and I felt like a Pinot Grigio.

Oh, so you just went
back there and got it?

I take what I want.

♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Listen what I say ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Let me have my way ♪

♪ I'm gonna keep on knockin'
till the door unlatches ♪

Can I make you
a drink or something?

-I'm good.
-Okay.

'Cause, I easily just get--

Shut up
and take off your pants.

(sighs)

Good morning.

And then this dude
just murders

this defenseless old lady
in cold blood.

No way. That's so messed up.
Well, what happens next?

NANCY GILLIAN:
Nah-uh. You gotta read it, Teo.

Hey, anybody seen a hot blond
come through here?

Oh, yeah. The bartender.
You just missed her.

Turns out she wasn't
the bartender.

She's a billionaire heiress.

An undercover heiress?
Dope.

You know what?
Kendra is dope.

And she's mysterious
and powerful,

but with the soul of a poet.

Sounds like you
really hit it off.

We really did, on every level.

Physically, mentally...

and physically again.

MATEO: Whoa.

And then she gave me
the French exit.

She bailed
without leaving a trace.

Oh, no, she left a trace.

Yeah, she left a note.

A note?

In an envelope
and everything.

How old world.

I told you
she had the soul of a poet.

NANCY: What's it say?

"Sorry I had to run, had fun."

Hmm. At least it rhymes.

What is that?

OWEN STRAND:
It's a check.

She paid you?

(Nancy gasps)

-Captain Vega, hi.
-TOMMY: Hey, Jim.

-Um, is she in?
-JIM: She is.

But she's busy right now.

-Oh, I won't take long.
-JIM: Uh...

Hey.

Chief Reynolds, we have to talk.

Uh, Captain Vega, can this wait?

I'm kinda
in the middle of something.

No, actually, it can't.

Is it true the city
cut a deal with Paragon?

(sighs) We didn't
wanna say anything

until the press release
next week.

Chief, we have to cancel it.

Uh, those guys,
they're-they're greedy vampires.

Who are...
They're sitting right there.

Hmm.

CHIEF REYNOLDS:
I believe you know

Jacques Lundy,
CEO of Paragon.

Captain Vega.
So lovely to see you again.

Is it, though?

Captain Vega and I
used to crack on each other

all the time when
her team worked for me.

-Those were some good times.
-TOMMY: Mm-hmm.

Price gouging patients
and upselling drugs.
Oh! (chuckles)

Boy, that bottom line
did okay, didn't it?

Which is why your chief here
was so keen on our services.

They're gonna share 35%
of their profits with the city.

With the recession,
we couldn't say no.

Chief, I understand
there are practical necessities,

but Paragon's
code of ethics and safety,

they're simply
not up to our standards.

Respectfully, I disagree.

Our motto, Captain Vega,

is, "Elite care
and quality comfort."

Look, it's right there
on our business card.

Alright. Chief.

Look, I know it might feel like

we're horning in
on your territory,

but there are emergencies
to go around.

Paragon's response times
are impeccable.

Our equipment
is state-of-the-art,

and our paramedics are ballers.

I think you all could make
one heck of a team.

Thank you so much, Dottie.

-That means the world.
-(mouths) Yeah.

JACQUES:
Captain Vega, you have my word.

We're here to help.

TOMMY:
They're trying to kill us.

Paragon has partnered
with city EMS

three times in the past.

Tulsa, Abilene, and Shreveport.

Two of them went
fully private within a year.

So how do we stop it?

Well, we do what Shreveport did.

We respond to more calls
and try to beat them there.

-Keep them from
getting a foothold.
-Exactly.

OWEN: I resent that.
And I resent the comparison.

Oh, my God.

Who doesn't like being
compared to Richard Gere?

I don't. Particularly
when it comes to

exchanging cash
for romantic favors.

Oh, we got a live one!

-(laughter)
-Ooh, I say.

Who is exchanging money
for romantic favors?

A gentleman never discloses.

It was the bartender.
Yes, it was that bartender!

Cap, I saw you
cozying up to her.

Yo, she was a working girl?

Hey, my dad would
never have to pay, okay?

-Thank you, son.
-That bartender

has more money
than God, apparently.

Okay, then why'd he say
Cap had to go all
Pretty Woman on her?

No, I wasn't saying
Pretty Woman Richard Gere.

I was saying American Gigolo
Richard Gere.

JUDD: So hold up.

She paid you?

OWEN: No. No.

But would that be
such an unimaginable situation?

JUDD: Well, who is
this gal, anyway?

Her name is Kendra Harrington.

You say Harrington?

Wow!

The Harringtons own

half of the land
in the Permian Basin.

So, ol' big daddy really knows
how to pick a sugar mama.

(laughter)

She's not a sugar mama.

She didn't pay for anything.

She made a very
generous donation
to Stand Up To Cancer.

Yeah, except the check
wasn't made out to charity.

The check was made out
to Owen Strand.

She obviously
meant for me to cash it.

JUDD: Okay.

So what'd she put
in the memo line?

-Who uses the memo line?
-Alright.

Well, just how generous
are we talking here?

Hundred thousand dollars.

-ALL: Ooh!
-(laughter)

Look, Kendra
is a very pure,
philanthropic woman,

and I will not have
her motives besmirched.

Also, a woman
who looks like that
does not need to pay for sex.

-(cell phone chimes)
-Oh, and she's
texting me right now.

-MATEO CHAVEZ: Hmm.
-TK: What's she saying?

"Let's get together again.
Are you avail?"

Did she say "avail"
or "available"?

'Cause that sounds like
how I text my hairdresser.

-Oh.
-Yes, I am avail-able tomorrow.

(pops lips) Alright. I know
what you guys are thinking

and I am gonna get to
the bottom of this check mix-up

because I may be easy,

but no one,
and I mean no one,
has to pay for it.

That sounded
a lot better in my head.

(laughter)

(upbeat music playing)

MAN: This seat taken?

Go ahead.

(music ends)

I don't mean to intrude,
but is everything okay?

I'm fine. Thanks.

Thank you.

I got laid off today.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Seven years I did the books,
made the coffee,

but they got some
new accounting software.

Now they don't
need me anymore.

(voice breaking)
I feel so useless.

No, you're not.

Look, I don't know you,

but believe me,
you are not useless.

You know, these hot pants
aren't a fashion statement.

(woman chuckles)

It's a, uh, dialysis catheter.

Treatments five times a week
for a year now.

Nobody tells you kidney failure
comes with hot pants.

I'm sorry
you're going through that.

I appreciate that.

Honestly, it sucks.

I can't play soccer with my son.

Go swimming.

For a while, I...
I wanted to give up.

But I'm glad I didn't.

I found an organ donor
last week.

That's amazing.

-Congratulations.
-Thank you.

New kidney goes in next month,

then I'm back in denim.

(both chuckle)

That's great. Even though
you do rock the hot pants.

Well...

I'm Martha.

-Dan.
-(Martha chuckles)

(upbeat music continues)

Ma'am, take my seat.

I insist.

-Um...
-Excuse me, sir.

-I just need to...
-DAN: Yeah.

(Dan groans)

(people screaming)

Oh, no.

Dan?

That might be a problem.

I don't know, Nance.
Carlos says if we put

four o'clock on the invite,

nobody will be
in their seats until 4:30.

And you think it's wrong to
deceive your friends and family?

-Because it is.
-Let's go.

Patient hemorrhaging
on Frazier and Green.

We didn't hear a call.

Because Dispatch
gave it to Paragon.

I picked it up on the radio.

Rat bastards.

(siren wailing)

TOMMY:
Dispatch, this is Rescue 126.

We got Frazier and Green.

Negative, Rescue 126.

Paragon's already en route.

(cell phone buzzing)

Tommy, why are you
calling my cell phone?

Gracie, you have to
help us beat 'em there.

Help you beat them there?

TOMMY (on phone):
Gracie, listen.

Every time Paragon
snakes us on a call,

they put our jobs
on the line. Please.

Don't you make me
regret this, okay?

(siren wailing)

Alright. It looks like
you're in luck

'cause I think they just hit
some traffic on Crawford.

Girl, just tell us where to go.

Alright, take a left on Savard.

Left! Left, Nancy.

♪ ...melodic sea
the rhythm keeps flowin' ♪

♪ It drips to MC ♪

♪ Sweet sugar pop,
sugar pop rocks it pops ya ♪

-(horn honking)
-Come on!

And then a right on Burns.

Next right.
This next right.

♪ ♪

Come on, Nance.

Now what?

♪ Dip trip, flip fantasia ♪

Okay, then after that,
take another right on Kessler.

-Right on Kessler. Right here.
-Right here!

(siren wailing)

♪ What's that? ♪

♪ ♪

But in a second,
you should see them
coming up on your right.

♪ Yeah ♪

(siren wailing)

♪ Feel the beat,
drop, jazz and hip-hop ♪

♪ Drippin' in the dome
and mix is on the lock ♪

(laughs)
Buh-bye.

NANCY:
Peace out, Eagle Scout.

-Whoo! Yes!
-Yes!

TOMMY:
Thank you, Gracie!
You're the best.

Alright, you guys are
gonna get me in trouble.

Okay? Goodbye.

♪ ♪

(siren wailing)

Hey, you gotta help.
A guy on there needs help.

-What happened here?
-This guy, he had these tubes

hanging out of his leg.

He started
bleeding everywhere.

Alright.

(siren wailing, horn honking)

Captain, what are we looking at?

We have a male patient

with a severe hemorrhage
still on the bus.

Alright, Paul, Mateo,
fly in some backboards.

-You're assisting.
-We're gonna need
lots of fluids, TK.

-Copy.
-Uh, yeah.

We can take
the patient from here.
Thanks.

-This is our call.
-It was your call
until we got here first.

So as first arriving
paramedic captain,
I'm the IC now.

You can distribute
water and towels to the crowd.

-Wow.
-Yeah.

This is a new low,
even for the 126.

Why does he dress
like a ski instructor?

I have no idea.

Austin EMS,
we're coming to you.

Please hurry.

DAN: I'm sorry about the mess.

Oh, sir.
Don't worry about that, okay?

We're gonna get you outta here
nice and safe, okay?

-So just--
-(Martha screams)

Gotta be careful, bro.

Blood's one of the most slippery
natural substances on Earth.

Even more than
motor oil-- whoa! Oh!

Yeah, thank you, Mr. Wizard.

You guys, use the handrails.

Good call, baby.
Alright.

NANCY: Hi, I'm Nancy.
I'm here to help you, okay?

-Dan.
-MARTHA: I tried
putting pressure on it,

but I couldn't stop it.

You did great, ma'am.

-Mateo, take over.
-Yeah? Yeah.
One, two, three, switch.

-NANCY: Alright.
-DAN: You hear that, Martha?

You-you did great.

Cap, uh, you were right.

Looks like his
permacath got ripped out

and definitely tore
his femoral artery.

Copy that.
Tourniquet and get him
off that bus now.

NANCY (over radio):
On it.

Alright.
Hang in there, buddy.

DAN: Uh-huh.

MATEO: There we go.

-NANCY: Okay, Dan?
-DAN: Yeah.

NANCY:
This might
be uncomfortable.

It's okay.

I'm used to uncomfortable.

Oh, God,
that's so much worse!

(exhaling deeply)

Did it work?

NANCY: It worked.
The bleeding stopped.

Martha, we got it
from here, okay?

-Be careful.
-MARTHA: Okay.
I'll see you out there. Dan.

Okay, guys, get him
on the backboard.

-MATEO: Top's ready?
-PAUL STRICKLAND:
Yeah, all set.

MATEO AND NANCY:
One, two, three.

-(both grunt)
-PAUL: I'm so sorry.

-MATEO: You okay?
-It's in my ass?

-MATEO: Yeah, sorry,
that's your--
-PAUL: I'm so sorry, man.

MATE: You know what?
I'm gonna sit back here.

-Okay.
-PAUL: Okay.

MATEO: Alright.

-Damn it.
-Okay.

-PAUL: Alright.
-Okay.

Hey, Cap,
we got a problem here.

What's going on?

It's like black ice
on Lakeshore Drive in here.

Maybe it's time
you tried sledding.

( Chariots of Fire
playing)

(labored breathing)

Cross these hands
right here. Like that.

PAUL:
Alright, man, let me know
when you're ready.

Alright, keep your
eyes open, Dan.

Look at me. Eyes open.

Okay?
It's gonna be just like
a game of shuffleboard.

Yeah, and I'm the puck.

Don't worry.
We kill it at shuffleboard.

I won't take that literally.

-Ready?
-Yeah. Toboggan time.

(in slow motion)
One...

two...

go!

( Chariots of Fire continues)

Oh...

-PAUL: We got you. (laughs)
-DAN: Okay.

Go nice and easy
with him, fellas.

TK, hook him up to the LIFEPAK.

I'm gonna bolus
into his jugular.

Thank you.

-(monitor beeping)
-We got you, buddy.

Bolusing.

(monitor beeping rapidly)

TK:
Cap, his heart's racing.

His BP's bottoming out
even with the fluids.

He needs a transfusion now.

NANCY:
The nearest hospital
is 15 minutes away.

He's lost too much.

This is it, isn't it?

(monitor beeping)

Pearce?

Does Paragon still carry
whole blood on the rig?

-Of course.
-If you can transfuse
him right here, he's yours.

Gregg, get it.

DAN (weakly):
Can somebody call my son?

Cap, I lost BP.
He's in V-Tach.

Move.
Starting compressions.

(flatline)

Gregg?

Take over
in three, two, one.

Hey, man.

(flatline)

PEARCE:
Attaching the Y-tubing.

Bolusing saline,
and now the whole blood.

Come on, Dan.

Come on.

BP's coming back up.

58 over 37.

(monitor beeping)

What... What happened?

We lost you for a minute,
but you're back.

You'll be alright now.

Damn, these dudes can ball.

-Yeah.
-Yeah, they ain't lousy.

-Thank you.
-PEARCE: Oh, don't thank me.

Thank Captain Vega
for her quick thinking.

It takes a lot of grace to admit
that you are second best.

He is one
smug son of a bitch.

God, I hate that guy.

Oh, busting out
the fine China, huh?

-Kendra's coming over.
-MATEO: That's right.

Tonight's the big test.

It's not a test.
I'm just feeling her out.

And seeing
if she pays you for it.

I would never stoop
to something so crass.

So how do you plan to do it?

With a delicate dance
of nuance and subtext.

I am going to engage her

in a deep,
sophisticated conversation.

And then I'm gonna ask her
to some highbrow event, or two.

And if there's
something real between us,

she'll say yes,
and if she brushes me off,

I'll know that
she just sees me as a...

-A himbo.
-Well, I don't love
that term, but, yes.

Oh. The good news is
I've already got my first clue,

and it looks encouraging.

What clue is that?

She said she's bringing over
Austin's best cuisine.

And why would she do that
if it were just about sex?

I mean, I saw on a show
that the Sultan of Brunei

flew in soba noodles
from Okinawa for his girls.

I once knew a hostess
on the Upper West Side

who was flown there regularly.

She never mentioned the food.

Oh, yeah.
Lobsters from Maine,

a chef from Cordon Bleu,
you name it.

I'm just saying, the subtext

with these high rollers
can get tricky.

Yeah. And then I'm gonna
just offhandedly ask her

if she meant to
write the check to charity.

Offhandedly ask her?

Yeah, I'm gonna slip it in.

-Whoa.
-Um...

To the conversation.

Cap, why don't you just
ask her straight out?

"Do you think I'm a gigolo?"

No one uses the phrase "gigolo."

It's sex worker, and there's
nothing wrong with it.

So why are you
so afraid to ask?

Because it would be uncouth.

Well, Dostoyevsky said that,
"The fear of appearances

is the first sign of impotence."

Dostoyevsky, huh?

Nancy's got me ear-reading
Crime and Punishment.

I'm trying to finish it
before I see her tomorrow.

(doorbell rings)

Well, finish it upstairs
'cause that's her.

-Wish me luck.
-I think you're good
for at least 100 grand.

-Get the hell outta here.
-(Mateo laughs)

Kendra.
You look amazing. Come in.

Not so bad yourself.

And you brought...

Burgers from Artie's.
It's my favorite.

Oh, my God.

-Is that Limoges China?
-Yeah.

Oh, I'm totally disappointing
you right now, aren't I?

-No, no, no, no, no.
-I'm so sorry.

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

Burgers are way better

than soba noodles from Okinawa.

So oddly specific.

No, I, uh, I love
a good, cheap burger

as long as it's not commentary.

Don't worry.
There's one thing
I know for sure.

You're no cheap date.

Ooh. What's that
supposed to mean?

-What?
-Cheap date.

Why the economic qualifier?

(laughs) Nothing.

-Owen, what's going on?
-You know, I...

There's-there's something
I need to talk to you about.

What is it?

Miró.

As in Miró
the surrealist artist?

Yes. What are
your thoughts on him?

Um... (laughs)

I love him, actually.

The way his style
straddles the tension

between whimsy and...

The harsh realities
of modern life?

-Exactly.
-See...

I knew you'd get that.

Tonight, there is
a special Miró exhibit
at the Contemporary,

and I thought we'd have
our burgers, and then we go.

I don't know.
I was kinda hoping
we could stay in tonight.

So just like last time?

I mean, maybe
with a little variation,

but overall,
it totally worked for me.

Well, I'm glad
you're a satisfied customer.

KENDRA:
That's one way to put it.

Let me ask you,
wh-what is your philosophy
on the memo line?

The what?

-(Buttercup panting)
-Oh, hey.

-Oh, my God. Who is this?
-Hey, boy.

This is Buttercup.

He-he's a shameless beggar,

but he is a good boy.

Hi, buddy.
Aw, he's beautiful.

-Yeah.
-How old is he?

They weren't able
to tell me at the rescue.

I'm sorry.
You-you rescued a full-breed
Bernese Mountain Dog?

Who leaves
one of these guys in the pound?

Oh, it wasn't a pound.

It was an organization

that takes care of dogs
with cancer.

Wow. Just when I thought
you couldn't get any more sexy,

you go and adopt a cancer dog.

OWEN: Mm.

You know what?
Let's slow play tonight.

Shut up and kiss me.

Oh, you're just making one cup.

Uh, Kendra left around 2:00 A.M.

-A.M.?
-Yeah?

And you seem weirdly happy.

Why wouldn't I be?

We had a great time,
and no monies were exchanged.

Oh, so no himbo.

No, it just confirms what
I knew from the start.

That Kendra,
on top of being

a beautiful
and overscheduled woman,

has an enormous heart.

And I think that
she recognizes that in me.

She sees me, Mateo,
in a way that
no one has in years.

And is our connection physical?

Yes, very.

But also, I think
that we're drawn together

because we're
citizens of the world,
and kindred spirits.

All this happened
and I didn't even finish

three chapters
of Crime and Punishment.

Well, it's Dostoyevsky.
They're long chapters.

(cash register dings
over cell phone)

-MATEO: That her?
-Yeah.

Why is her text sound
a cash register?

It's a Venmo payment.

Another 100 grand?

Forty thousand dollars
this time.

Customer loyalty discount.

♪ ♪

JUDD:
What's up, man?
You doing origami now?

Oh, please. I've been
an origamist since 1982.

Nah, I'm just trying
to work up my nerve to...

throw away this check
that Kendra gave me.

So, I guess the second date
wasn't a home run.

Oh, God.
It was a grand slam.

Bringing my earnings
to a total of 140K.

But she did fill out
the memo line this time.

What's that?
Is that some kind of emoji?

A bone emoji.
Subtle, huh?

I mean, it's kinda clever.

I'm nothing but a cheap himbo.

Hey, there ain't
nothin' cheap
about $140,000.

I mean, most men would be
a little bit proud of that.

Well, I have to admit,
it was a bit of an ego boost,

but mostly just bummed me out
'cause I really liked her.

I thought
we might have something.

(cell phone buzzing)

Oh, she's calling me again.

Well, you can keep your cash,
Miss Harrington.

You sure?

I mean, the firehouse
needs a new smoker.

(laughs sarcastically)

Hey, I'm only
halfway kidding, man.

I mean, hell,
you may feel a little queasy,

but every one of those zeros
could save a life.

That is true.

So why don't you
get over yourself

and give that money to charity?

As long as
it saves a life, right?

Yeah.

(siren wailing)

According to dispatch,
this place is a perfume factory.

We're looking at a possible
airborne toxic event,

so keep your rebreathers handy.

If this is a perfume factory,

why does it
smell like Thanksgiving?

Oh, the 122 Fire has landed,

but it looks like we beat
their medical team here.

Unfortunately,
someone else beat us here.

Paragon.

My eyes felt scratchy,

and the next thing I know,

some of my guys
started getting dizzy.

We got everybody out,
but it was scary.

Yeah. Does the company
provide insurance?

HMO, I think, with Incise.

Excellent.
One of our preferred partners.

Okay, head over there,
let my team check you out.

And tell your guys I got
more teams coming in to help.

So any word
on what kinda chemicals
might be leaking in there?

Not yet.
Hazmat's inside right now

with toxic gas monitors
trying to figure that out.

Okay. Well, how can we help?

You're on hydration detail.

Is that meant
to be payback?

Real mature, dude.

Guys, we're talking to our IC.

That's not a problem.

We'll grab some waters
and then pass 'em out

while we help your guys
triage the workers.

The workers? No.

You're not going
near the workers.

They belong to us.

Well, who are the waters for?

(clicks tongue)

The looky-loos.

(chuckles softly)

Qué hijo de nadie.

No, he did not.

TOMMY: Here you go, sir.

Try not to lock your knees.

Can't have anybody keeling over.

I don't know how you could
just nod and smile at that guy.

I don't know how you don't
punch him in his stupid face.

He is insufferable.
There you go.

But he's good at his job.

I mean, without him
we wouldn't have saved

that patient's life on the bus.

But what if he's...
so good at his job

that Paragon
puts us out of business?

Then we help as many people
as we can for as long as we can.

HAZMAT OFFICER (over radio):
All units, we found
the source of the leak.

Looks like it's just
a spilled drum of isoeugenol.

Substance is
secure and structure
is cleared for use.

Thank God. False alarm.

-(Tommy chuckles)
-What did he say?

-Isoe-what?
-TOMMY: Isoeugenol.

It's, uh,
extract of essential oils.

Actually, it smells
a lot like pumpkin pie.

Told you it smelled
like Thanksgiving.

Dude. What are you,
part basset hound?

(TK laughs)

TK: Oh, uh, Cap?

If it was a false alarm,
why is he taking that guy in?

Probably so he can ring up
their premium insurance plan.

-I have to say something.
-No, Nancy.

No, I have to, because this
is gross and grand larceny.

And maybe you can stand here--

Alright, okay.
Just let me do it.

Paramedic Risher,
uh, is he okay?

Well, he had the most
exposure of anyone in there.

Exposure to a giant bucket
of glorified pumpkin spice?

-You're way outta line, Captain.
-No, you're out of line, son.

We both know this man
doesn't need a hospital.

Son?
Try Incident Commander.

You're right. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have called you son.

I should have called you
a profiteering sociopath.

You also forgot sellout.

And coward!

Nice. Well, you'll all
be hearing from the chief.

Enjoy your suspension.

So that was
totally worth it, right?

-Oh, totally worth it.
-Totally worth it.

NANCY:
So what are your guys
new career paths gonna be

once Paragon owns our souls?

Oh, I hear
San Marcos EMS is hiring.

(explosion)

(panting)

Gurney!

Nancy, LIFEPAK, trauma shears.

Alright, Pearce, we got you.
Hang in there!

TK: Okay. Come on!

Pearce. Hey.

Stay with me, okay?

His jugular's distended.

I do not like the look
of his chest rise.

O2's 80s and falling.

Lung sounds are diminished
on the right side,

nothing on the left.

He can barely draw a breath.

TOMMY: That's blast lung.

His left lung
must have ruptured.

His pleural cavity's
filling with air.

We need to decompress his chest.

You wanna do
a thoracostomy here?

We don't have a choice.

I'm gonna need a scalpel
and a Kelly Clamp.

-NANCY: Copy.
-(Pearce groaning)

Just hang in there.
We got you.

(wheezing)

TOMMY: Scalpel.

This is gonna pinch.

(Pearce groans sharply)

Gonna add a little pressure.

(groaning)

-TOMMY: There we go.
-Almost done.

(groans)

-There it is.
-(Pearce sighs deeply)

Okay. Alright.

Occlusion dressing.

-Cap... Captain--
-(Tommy shushing)

No. Try not to talk.

Thank you.

You're welcome. Now shut up.

Alright.

TOMMY: Let's go.

-...ninety-five, ninety-six,
ninety... Don't...
-(Buttercup whines)

Don't you whine at me.

This is the only way
to keep your luxurious sheen.

Ninety-seven, ninety-eight--

(knock on door)

(Buttercup whines)

Hi.

You haven't been
returning my calls.

Or my many texts.

-Yeah, um...
-Can I come in?

Sure.

I brought you something.

Don Canto.
That's the añejo that is
almost impossible to find.

Keyword, "almost."

You know what?

Keep it.

-But it's a gift.
-I think we both know

that your gifts
come with strings.

Well, it's a bow, actually.

Don't be cute.
You know what I mean.

No, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Really?

Okay, I'm talking about
the world's oldest profession.

Yeah, I'm talking
about sex work.

Pay for play,
money for the honey.

Um... Okay.

I-I-I think, um,

our wires might have
gotten crossed here.

Is it a rich girl fantasy?

You know, buy yourself a fireman
for some blue-collar fun.

'Cause if it is, I get it.
But it's not really--

My brother died of lung cancer.

Oh.

He, um, stopped smoking
when he was 24,

but still got him at 40.

I'm sorry to hear that.

It's a cause
that runs deep for me.

That's why I made
all those donations.

O-okay. But you made
the check out to me.

Yeah, 'cause I never thought
you would assume that...

(laughs)

Oh, my God.

Owen, do you, do you really
think I need to pay for sex?

Well, no, I mean,
obviously not.

-I don't know.
-KENDRA: Owen...

in what
bronzer-soaked universe

would I spend $100,000
to sleep with you?

A hundred
and forty thousand all in.

And I do seem to remember

you saying something about
being a satisfied customer.

Mm, no, you said that.

You're right, I did. Okay.

But I'm not the one who Venmo'd

someone with a bone emoji.

It was a dog bone
for your dog charity.

The picture was
an unspecified bone.

I thought I was being clever.

I met you while you were
throwing a benefit gala.

How was I supposed to know
you were just talking

and not reaching your hand out?

Ugh, this always happens.

"This always happens"?

Not being accused
of solicitation "this."

The money finds a way
to ruin everything "this."

My whole life, I never know
if people like me for me

or if they want something.

My sweet 16,
half the girls left

when we ran out
of Hermes gift bags.

-Hmm.
-I know.

Poor little rich girl.

I don't care
about your money, Kendra.

-Yeah, people always say that.
-OWEN: Okay.

How about this?

Next time we...

it'll be on the house.

KENDRA: Wow.

Somebody's feeling generous.

No, no, no, no, no.
You... (laughs)

You're the one who's generous.

Seriously, though,
if the money is an issue,

we can tear up that check.

Oh. Oh, no, no. Let's...

Let's not get crazy.

(knock on door)

May I come in?

Come to kick a sellout
while he's down?

I, uh... Karma's taught me
better than that.

You know, I lost an eyebrow.

TOMMY: I see that.

It'll grow back,
and it's, it's not that bad.

I look hideous.

No. No, you look, um...

inquisitive.

So why are you here?

I just came to check
on how you were and...

and see how
that incision is healing.

Thoracic surgeon
said it was an exquisite cut.

-Hmm.
-She said
you missed your calling.

I told her she was wrong.

You're doing exactly
what you're meant to.

That's sweet.

Thank you.

Uh, so maybe you won't sue?

Oh, no, I'm definitely suing.

Just not you.

Then who?

JACQUES:
He lives. (laughs)

How you feeling, superstar?

-Extra crispy.
-JACQUES: Hilarious.

Well, I've got just the thing
to make you feel better.

Arabian aloe vera,

essential oil diffuser,

a thousand-dollar spa day
for when you get sprung.

Had my assistant go all out.
No big deal.

Whatever else you need,
by the way, you let me know.

Hmm.

How about $15 million?

-Yeah.
-No, no, no, no.

No, you know what?
Let's make it an even 20.

I want a schooner.

JACQUES: A schooner?

Did they do
something to his meds?

I'm suing you, Jacques.

I'm going to sue you
for everything you're worth

and then some.

Okay, look, I know you're upset,

but what happened
was an accident.

No, what happened
was the O2 regulator sparked

when I switched
to the rig's supply.

The refurbished O2 regulator,

which I complained about
on multiple occasions,

along with our CPAP
and ECMO machines.

Well, if he voiced
a complaint,

then that
constitutes negligence.

He complains a lot,
so it's tough to keep track.

I wouldn't worry about that.
I've got each one documented.

TOMMY:
So you guys
have been rolling

with shoddy,
second-hand equipment
all this time?

Yeah, it's all part of
Paragon's secret sauce.

Cut corners to keep
costs down and profits up.

Well, that's what should be
on your business cards.

PEARCE: Oh, no, no, no.
When I'm done with Paragon,

they won't have a card left
to print it on.

Oh.

I... need to make some calls.

(Tommy chuckles)

Ooh, karma is a beautiful thing.

♪ ♪

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