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♪ Only heaven knows
what's been on your mind ♪

♪ I'm getting close,
the end of the line ♪

♪ As your story falls apart ♪

♪ I see your black heart
slowly dying ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooooh ♪

♪ Your black heart can't help
but tell me the truth ♪

Hey, Chief.

Uh, Shelly from The Chronicle,

she's on line two again
for comment.

♪ Your black heart is beating
for somebody new ♪

No comment. Understood.

♪ Only a fool would be
falling for ya ♪

♪ Your black heart ♪

♪ Your black heart ♪

Hey. Hey.

Hey, it's barely 7:00
and you're already napping?

You got work and school
and Crisis One, too?

Oh.

I know that smile.

Okay. Spill.
I wanna hear all the details.

Unh-unh.
Give it to me.

- No.
- Tell me all the details.

- No. No.
- Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

...Mayoral Candidate
Michael Dixon. Good Morning.

Good morning, Miss Zane.
Thank you for having me. Ugh, no. No.

Mr. Dixon,
you've recently called for... Where's the remote?

...Seattle Fire Chief
Natasha Ross... I don't-- Oh.

...currently alleged to having
had inappropriate

working relationships,
to resign.

No, no, no, no,
Yes. In her first few months
on the job,

Chief Ross closed
four stations.
Where is the remote?!

She had it!
No! It was on
when I got in!

It's probably right here.

Oh, you've gotta be--

- It's not under the rug.
- Just stop--
just stop...

Oh, thank God.

It's not right,
what they're doing to Ross.

I mean, they're two
consenting adults

who had a history from before
they were even firefighters.

Yeah, it's definitely complicated.

It-- It's the rules that
make it stupidly complicated.

Pe-- People are gonna do
what they have to do

to be whole
human beings.

You know,
this sucks.

Yeah, you're right.

Oh, if you're going to talk
to Sullivan, I already tried.

He's--Nope, but I'm definitely
awake now,

so I'm gonna go
throw some hoses

and pretend
- that they're Dixon.
- Nice.

Oh, okay.

No, this is more
about Ross

than it
was about Ripley.

Okay.
Okay.

Okay.
Okay.

Everyone's registered
to vote, right?

Are you serious?

I was your
- campaign manager.
- I am serious.

And frankly, you should be
asking all of your friends

if they're
registered, too.

Oh, okay.

Hi, friend.
Are you registered to vote?

Yes, I am, in fact. Oh.

Gibson,
what about you?

Hmm. How about
the Mariners, huh?

I knew it.
Come on, Gibson!

- Oh, my God.
- You get to have a say
on who makes the decisions.

And you know what?

It is your civic duty
to show up at the polls--

Washington is
a mail-in state.

It was a metaphor. Oh.

And you have an obligation
to make your voice heard,

and if you don't-- well,
if you don't and Dixon wins,

then you don't get to complain
about all the terrible things

he's gonna do to us
and the City of Seattle.

Your little friend
Eli tell you to say that?
No.

Robel said it the other night
at a fundraiser.

But we're not talking
about me right now,

we're talking
about Gibson.

- So, Gibson?
- Okay.

- Uh, how do I register?
- Alright,
give me your phone.

We're gonna do it
online right now.

You don't have
your-- Okay.

- Morning.
- Hey.

Oh, hey. Good morning.
It's Powell, right?

Glad to see I'm still making
impressions wherever I go.

Eh.

I am subbing
for Dr. Fire

until he's a little
less humpty-dumpty.

He literally just fell through
a roof trying to save lives.

Maybe not
the best joke.

Yeah, sure,
no problem.

Now I see why B-shift
calls you guys "The View."

Mornin',
Captain Fire.

Morning, Powell.

Does everybody
get nicknames?

Um... yeah.

There's, uh...
Legacy Fire.

- Legacy Fire.
- Crisis Fire.

Mayor Fire.
Mayor Fire.

What about me?

You're...

You are, um...

Gibson.

K, well,
this has been fun.

Thanks for the grub.

I've got a turnout locker
I gotta find.

Hmm.

Oh, my God.

That was, uh--

I have secondhand embarrassment.

You made me feel better
about my own life. Thank you.

Yeah, you know, not that
you have a chance with her,

but try to keep it
professional, Gibson.

Well, you are one
to talk, Captain.

Pot.
Kettle.

Whatever, man, it's--
it's not the same.

We were together before we even
worked in the same house.

I'm not sure The Chronicle
would see it that way, Ruiz.

Beckett?

Crap.

Yeah,
but if he's back,

the department signed off on it, right?

And that means
we should trust him?

Maybe he got
- the help he needed.
- Hm. That quick?

Come on, someone's gotta have
an in with the Chief.

Fire Zaddy,
you've gotta know something.

Excuse me?
Touched a nerve.

Okay, so what, you slept
your way to the top.

You're not the first. You
definitely won't be the last.

And work romances
are hot,

especially
the secret ones.

Okay, Powell,
this is not the time.

Line up!

Use the free code JOINNOW at
www.playships.eu

Beckett is back
on a probationary status.

If and when he is deemed fit
to return to full duty,

he will resume as Captain.

But until that day happens,
I will remain acting Captain.

Did I leave anything out?

That covers it all.

So, where do you
want me today, Captain?

Woman over PA:
...pick up line 2347.

You need to eat.

No.

No.
Miranda, please,
please, just--

You have been up here
for two days.

You have read this
incident report

nonstop,
at home, here.

Look, it is torture.

You are torturing yourself.

And you
are torturing me

by punishing yourself
like this.

Look, I refuse to let you
end up in a bed

in this hospital
like Bishop did.

Thank you.

I have a few more patients
in the ICU,

but I will be back
to check up on you.

Look, Miranda--
No.

Dr. Lewis, dial 1187.

Dr. Lewis, 1187.

Come on, kid.
Wake up.

Don't let Taylor's death
be for nothing.

Is he gonna be okay?

Um, his lungs
are recovering

from severe
smoke inhalation,

but his, uh-- his oxygen
levels are improving.

Thank you.

Thank you, Doctor.

N-No, no.
I'm-- I'm--

I'm not Milo's doctor.
I'm a...

I'm a firefighter.

Wait, so you were there?
At the fire?

You were there when
this happened to my son?

Yes, yes, I was there.

Why was he still inside?

Why-- W--
Why wouldn't the workers

bring him outside
before this happened?

The house was hard
to navigate.

Hard to navigate?
Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.
What did I do?

Ma'am, you-- you--
you didn't do anything.

No. No, I told him that
this was the last time.

I told him that
he couldn't call me

until he was sober
for a year.

Please,
you have to help me.

I need to know
how this happened.

Please.

Please.

Um... the fire started
in the kitchen.

It was a grease fire,

so it-- it spread very quickly,
and, uh...

You know,
you don't get to be mad.

Excuse me?

I'm a punchline.

You're an ass.

You could've
confided in me.

But instead, you--
you gaslit me for months.

I mean, I knew.
I knew what I saw.

And you told me
it was nothing,

that it was all in my head.

And now you're telling me
what I'm allowed to feel

while Ross
is publicly pummeled?

- I was protecting her.
- Okay.

Just like
I was protecting you.

And what are you
doing now?

Well, I--
Hmm?

Sulking in corners while your
overinflated ego is bruised,

which is also
what you did with me.

What?

You're not pissed
because people know.

you're pissed because
she prioritized

the integrity of this department
over you and your rank.

What?
That's it.

Get over yourself long enough
to help her,

or at least to help
the rest of us

not lose everything
we've worked for.

Ladder 19,
Engine 19, Aid Car 19

requested to Interstate 5
Seneca Street.

Bishop, I'm glad
to see you back.

Honestly.

Okay, what's going
on with you?

What do you mean?

You-- You're weirding
us out, man.

No, I-I feel
- better than ever.
- You do?

Yeah, I just needed
a couple weeks of sleep

and some direction
from the professionals,

but I've...
got it all figured out.

Report is an MVC with
multiple injuries reported.

I want everyone focused.

Oh, my God!

Cutler, Larsson, go help
corral the walking wounded

and set up a treatment area
south of the crash.

Gibson, Hughes, Sullivan,
Montgomery, Klyne, and Beckett,

secure the vehicles
and access the patients.

Bishop, set up a perimeter
100 feet south of the engine.

Wiggins, Powell, hose line
and extinguisher.

Hi. Hi.
Someone help us!

Let's go, let's go, people!
We got lives to save!

- Hi. Hi, hi.
- Can you help me?

Yeah.
Please help me!

Okay, we're doing
the best we can, okay?

What's your name?
My name's Vic.

M-M-Margot Ford. Okay.

I-I live
at 1341 Maple Crest Dr.,

and my blood type
is B negative.

That's important, right?

I-I learned in bio
last year that it's rare

and I should
always disclose--

You know, that's great.
Thank you, Margot.

Okay, take some deep breaths
for me, alright?

It's hard to breathe.

And my-- And my legs
hurt really bad.

I-I can't move.

Am I gonna die
or be paralyzed?
No, no, no.

You know what?
It's really good you canfeel your legs, alright?

Can you tell me
your friend's name?

Paige-- Paige Donahue.

And I-I don't know
her blood type.

That's okay.
Hey, Paige.

Paige, sweetie, can you tell me
what's going on with you?

Paige, sweetie, can you
tell me how you're doing?

What's wrong with her?

Paige? Paige!

Alright,
she's in shock.

Hughes.
Walkie down.

Captain, we have three
passengers in the coupe.

Two immediate
in the front seat.

One deceased in the rear.

Copy.

How's-- How's everybody
doing in there?

Uh, I'm alright,

but you gotta
help Edna, please.

She's been out
since we crashed.

Edna, please wake up.

Okay, sir, I-I hear you,
and we will,

but right now, can you tell me
if you're feeling

any pain or--
or numbness, tingling?

H-How's your breathing?

You're not listening to me.
You gotta get her out!

Okay. Alright.
- John? John?
Oh, baby.

Oh, you scared the hell
out of me.

Ma'am, are you
in any pain?

I don't know.
My neck--

it might feel
a little tight.

John.
It's okay.

Okay. My name is Travis.
That's Jack over there.

We're gonna get you guys
out of here as soon as we can,

but I need
your help, okay?

I need you to stay
really still for me.

The steering wheel's crushing
the driver's chest.

Crap.
We need the rotary saw,

the spreader,
and some chain and blocking

over here with
an extra set of hands.

Copy, Montgomery.

Let's get you
out of there.

Just hang in there, guys.

Kel, I said
not to bother me.

Herrera.
Not a good time.

How can I help?
I-I-I want to help.

I'm taking
the afternoon to tie up

a few things,
so please.

What-- What are you--
What are you--

- What are you doing?
- I'm doing what needs
to be done.

I-- N-No. No.

I appreciate
whatever this is,

but Mayor Rothman has called
for my resignation.

This whole thing,
it's a PR nightmare.

Rothman is on
his way out.

Doesn't matter.

H-He hasn't fired you.

He's asking you to do
his dirty work for him.

That matters.

I know how
this system works.

I'm out.
It's as simple as that.

I might as well leave
on my own terms

and keep a shred
of my dignity

in hopes that this will
mean less blowback on...

everyone else.

Captain, we're about
to begin extrication.

I'm going to need another
Aid Car on standby.

You backing down
doesn't benefit FD.

You're the first
female fire chief.

You have a legacy--

Legacy.

You sound
like a child.

If I cling to a title
until it's pried from me,

that "legacy" that you're
talking about will be of a--

an emotional woman
who had to be removed

kicking and screaming.

I want to make sure
that the next woman

isn't punished
for my mistakes.

That's such a copout.

Don't expect you
to understand.

Oh, I-I understand, alright.

But I don't believe for a second
this is what you want.

I want to be
Captain of 19.

And eventually,
Battalion Chief, and even you--

I want to be
Seattle's Fire Chief

and that's because
of you.

You forced me
to think bigger,

to dream bigger.

Now your turn. Herrera.

No, j-just say
what you want.
I don't know!

Just go back to 19.

In this moment,
I am still your Chief

and that's an order.

No.

I refuse to take orders
from someone

giving up
before the fight.

The house is sectioned
into dozens of rooms.

How did I let
this happen?

This
isn't your fault.

Mm. He's been in
and out of rehab

since he was 17.

And I would always
tour each facility

and meet the therapists.

One after the other,
after the other...

I spent my life savings
on the best facilities,

and every time,
he relapsed.

I was broke...
in every sense of the word.

I was just so tired...

that when I found
the only place

I could afford,
I just...

I just shipped him away.

I shipped all
of my problems away.

What kind of mother
does that to her son?

It sounds like you were doing
the best you could.

When he left...

...I cried.

Because the house
was so peaceful.

I cried because
I was relieved

that I could sleep
through the night again.

I was just so tired.

You did
what you could.

I abandoned my child.

That's the guy?

Yeah, that's him.

SUV is secure.

You have
a compound fracture.

I'm gonna secure it,
and this is not

going to be comfortable,
but I can give you something

to help that, okay?

Where--
Where's my phone?

Where's my phone?

I'm gonna
be okay, right?

We're working on it.

Paige? Paige!

What--
What happened?

Where are we?

Oh, my God.

No, no, no, no.

What the hell
is going on?

No, this-- this
just can't be real.

We're gonna get
you outta here.

Paige,
where's my phone?

I don't...
It's my mom.

Okay.[ Crying ] I-I lied to her.
I lied.

Paige told me to tell her
we were going to her house--

W-We had to!

You're not in trouble.
We're here to help, okay?

We all lie
to our parents, okay?

Paige,
how old are you?
Her mom

would've made her
buy some frillyprincess dress,

but-- but Margot wanted
to get something,

like, way sexier
to go to prom

'cause Fynn finally
asked her and--

Oh, my God, Fynn!

Margot! Margot!
Margot! Hey.

Hey, tell me about
- your prom dress.
- Fynn!

Okay, tell me
- about your prom dress.
- Did I kill him?

No.

Why isn't he
answering me?!

Fynn!

Oh, my God.
Is he dead?

I need to get
out of the car!

I can't be in here anymore!
I can't!

- Hold on, hold on, hold on.
- Oh, my God!

This is his sweatshirt,
and now it's ruined!

Margot, listen to me,

this is the worst day
of your life,

I understand,
but please--

we don't know the full extent
of your injuries,

and the only way
we can assess you

is if you try to stay still
and calm yourself down.

You're doing great.

Hold on.

Hold on, girls.
Hey, Paige.

Paige, I need you
to focus on me.

Okay?

Hey, focus on me.
Focus on me, Paige.

Okay, girls,
cover your eyes.

Mommy!

Mommy, I-I lied
and I am so sorry!

Just please
come get me, Mommy.

I want to come home.
I want to come home.

We just wanted
to listen

to our favorite song
one more time.

I-I only looked down
for a second, I swear!

Herrera, I'm tired.

So take a nap
or get a massage.

You-- You had to have things
you wanted to accomplish,

so why are you walking away
before you're forced to?

Because I want both the job
and the man!

I have been laser-focused
on my career

for as long
as I can remember.

A perfect machine...

sacrificing
myself along the way.

Saying yes to everyone
except for me.

Then I get here,

I let my guard down
just an inch.

And then it gets used
in every newspaper

and every blog
to undo everything

that I have
ever worked for.

You know, it-- it--
it wasn't too long ago

that we were in your car
and you were telling me

to wait and see
if a jury of my peers

would judge whether I had been
acting in self-defense

or if I had been asking for what
happened to me at Joe's.

And instead, I-I faced what
people were saying about me

and I challenged them
to-- to see me.

So, what exactly are you
asking me to do, huh?

Just arbitrarily say no?

Maybe not arbitrarily,
but... yes.

You have to change
the narrative.

You need to be talking
to the press.

That's naive.

You know, my...

my dad,

he-- he was a guy who worked
within the system,

starting with
the team at 19.

But the biggest
change he made

was when he stopped
playing by the rules.

When he challenged the system
and-- and-- and made noise

because he-- he had nothing
left to lose.

Make them see you, Chief.

Be unashamed
of who you love

and for loving the job
you're damn good at.

Just say no?
Just say no.

Herrera.

You're gonna make a damn
good chief one day.

That's not
because of me.

Now excuse me,
I got a job to do.

Help!

Edna, are you okay?

It's John.

He-- He was talking
and then he started coughing.

There's so much blood.

John, can you
breathe okay?

No.

Hey, Cutler,
I need oxygen ASAP.

I was a nurse
before I retired.

Is he bleeding
into his chest?

He might be.

Johnathon Clifton Tucker,

you do not get to die.

Do you hear me?

We did not find
each other again

to lose the rest
of forever.

Do you understand me,
you stubborn ass?

Okay, ma'am--Wait!

It's yes, baby.

I know
you've been carrying around

that silly ring...

...waiting for
the right moment.

And it's yes.
Really?

So you cannot die.

You cannot
leave me yet.

Baby, I love you.

That was not goodbye.

Edna, we need
to keep moving.

John. John.

Okay. Okay.
Cross your arms for me.

Bishop, thank you.

Didn't turn out
how we wanted, but...

thank you.

I just...

want you to know that,
um, I'm sorry.

So noted.

Hey,
do you have kids?

Uh, I do.
I do.

Uh, two boys
and a little girl.

And you're here
for my boy.

Thank you.

Milo wasn't the only one
in that fire,

but I couldn't save
both him and Taylor,

his, uh--
his-- his friend.

Um, yeah, so I'm here
because I...

I need Milo
to survive.

When I learned I was
pregnant with Milo,

I was, um...

I was so afraid.

He was my first baby
and I was afraid

of anything
that might harm him.

So I grew him,
I nourished him,

I birthed him for 28
excruciating, drug-free hours.

And then I watched him
destroy himself...

...which destroyed me.

I watched this child
ruin his body

that I grew
from scratch,

over and over
and over again.

It was like...

It was like living
in a house on fire.

I couldn't breathe,
and I couldn't save him...

no matter
how hard I tried.

And then I-I finally
just reached a point where...

I needed to breathe.

But you-- you were in
a house on fire.

And you didn't just
save yourself.

You saved my child.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You okay? You'll be okay.
You'll be okay.

Margot, close your eyes
and keep them closed.

Okay.

We got you.

Just keep
your eyes closed.

Paige,
you're next, okay?

I-I can't.
You can.

I-I drove.

I should've--
I wish it had been me.

This does not
- define you, Paige.
- Please, no.

It's a defining moment,
but it is not who you are.

Okay? Gloves.
No, no.

I know how
you feel, Paige.

My friend died
in an accident at work

and it was probably
my fault.

He had a daughter,
and it's my fault

that he will
entirely miss her life.

It's the first thing I think
about when I wake up

and it's the last thing I think
about before I go to bed.

And you know what?
It's just--

Look, you are--
you are only 16.

Alright, life isn't fair,
and I'm-- I'm--

I'm sorry you have
to learn that like this,

but we are gonna get
you out of this car,

and you're going to be
reunited with your family,

and you're going to live.

You're going to learn
from this mistake.

And you're going to make
amends with yourself...

and live.

Okay?

Okay.

I'm sorry
about your friend.

I'm sorry
about yours.

Let's get you
out of here.

Okay.

Alright.

Okay, John,
how we doing, huh?

Is Edna okay?

She had a--
a bad gash on her head.

Hey, she's safe.
She's alive.

- Oh, thank God.
- Okay.

You know, I've loved that girl
since I was 13 years old.

I never thought
I'd see her again

after she moved away
in high school.

Man, I never forgot her.

You gotta keep
this on, man.

And I was so lonely.

When I got divorced,
my grandson showed me

how to search
for people on the,

you know,
friendship website.

Hers was the only name
I wanted to find.

I must have gone
through, like, two--

two dozen Edna Gherkes
before I found her.

Thank God I did.

She makes my heart race...

just like it did
when we were kids.

The steering wheel lift
- is ready, Gibson.
- Copy.

We're gonna lift the steering
wheel off your chest now, okay?

It's likely you're gonna
get lightheaded,

but we're here doing
everything we can, alright?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Wait.

If I don't make it,
the, uh, ring

is in the left front pocket
of my bag, alright?

Yeah, no, you're gonna give her
that ring yourself.

You hear me?

I hope so.

But if not...

...at least I had her again
for while, you know?

You cannot keep us out here
all day, lady!

Sir, please return
to your vehicle.

We're doing
- everything we can.
- Well, it's not good enough.

- Where is your supervisor?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Ladies, ladies, please
- return to your vehicles.
- Yeah, back of the line!

No, my daughter is back there.
She called me--

Yeah, I think my son Fynn is,
too. They're--

He-- He has a crush
on her Margot.

You have to let
- us through.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Chief, I have
two mothers here

that believe that their children
are near you.

Let them through.

You have got
to be kidding me.

You know what?

I am filing
a formal complaint--

Okay, behind me
are people who are hurt.

Those parents' lives
will be permanently changed

from this moment forward.

But you think this
is an inconvenience?

You are an inconvenience,
keeping me from doing my job

because you'd rather be
somewhere else.

Everyone behind me
would rather be somewhere

less scary, less painful,
and less life-altering.

Get back to your car
right now!

I am so sorry.

No!

No! My baby!

♪ We hauled our waste
where none could see ♪

♪ Fumbled love
but kept its calling ♪

♪ And at the lake
we found belief ♪

♪ But drowned warnings ♪

♪ They laid out carnage
at the wedding feast ♪

♪ Held us tight
until the morning ♪

♪ Dried our bones
then danced with ease ♪

♪ Till nights clawed in ♪

♪ Head-up ♪

♪ Into night ♪

♪ We summoned the light
to cut us down ♪

♪ Head-up ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ To silence it, darling ♪

♪ Climb against the lines
of colors ♪

♪ Find the wind and seek
the sun against the squall ♪

♪ I won't be near
while waters flood up ♪

♪ 'Round us ♪

♪ Head-up ♪

Alright, we got a pulse.
Let's go.

♪ We summoned the light
to cut us down ♪

♪ Head-up ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ To silence it, darling ♪

♪ To silence it, darling ♪

Okay, right here.

Good. Good.

♪ Ah, silence it, darling ♪

♪ I left the lie on ♪

♪ Our fear divides ♪

♪ You held me right up high ♪

♪ Ah, keep us climbing ♪

♪ And running wild ♪

♪ We soar as
the morning light ♪

♪ Head-up ♪

♪ Into night ♪

♪ We summoned the light
to cut us down ♪

♪ Head-up ♪

♪ To silence it, darling ♪

♪ Head-up ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ To silence it, darling ♪

♪ Aaaah, oh ♪

♪ To silence it, darling ♪

♪ Aaaah, oh ♪

♪ Ah, silence it, darling ♪

You... lied.

Milo.
- Milo, I'm sorry. Milo.

- Milo, he saved your life.
- I'm sorry, Milo.

I hate you.

Milo.

Get out!
Milo!

Mom.

Um

Uh, ma'am, Milo's doctor
will be in momentarily,

but for right now, he is alert
and breathing on his own,

which is positive news.

Okay,
thank you.

We do not do this here.

Come with me.

Come on.
Go, go, go.

You okay?

That girl's life
will never be the same.

But she lived.
That's a win, right?

Good work, team.

Let's get this scene
cleared up.

I guess Ross still thinks
she's in charge.

She was probably busy climbing
someone to save her career.

You guys don't know what
- the hell you're talking about.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Says the guy who screwed
the Chief to jump ranks.

- Hey, shut up, man!
- Sullivan, stop!

You think you could do
a better job than her, huh?

A woman who's
a decorated war hero,

who constantly risked
her own life

to save thousands
of others, huh?

Who received multiple commendations

for her valor
and bravery

within FD
in multiple cities.

She's more qualified
to be where she is

than you
are to hold a hose,

let alone a life
in your hands.

And you're walking around
here making petty jokes.

I'm good!
Throwing jabs all day.

And you know
what's worse?

She would still risk her own
life to save your sorry asses.

You guys came to FD to look like
you're worth something,

whereas Chief Ross
is an actual hero.

Get the hell
out of my way.

Alright, everyone,
get back to work!

Thank you. Bye.

Uh, John lived.

Gave Edna her ring,

and she said, "Yes,"
all over again.

You called
the hospital?
I know, man.

I just-- I just
needed to know

that he-- he made it.

I don't know who
I am anymore, man.

I mean, I used
to be ambitious and cocky,

and now, it's-- it's, like,
I don't want to be captain.

I-I don't know
how to flirt.

And apparently, I really
care about old people.

Well,
for what it's worth...

I think I like you
better now.

You've been through a lot
the last couple years.

That changes people.

For you...
you got pretty weird.

But you also
got more honest,

even admitted to having feelings
like a real person.

Jack, who we are changes
all the time...

if we're lucky enough
to stay alive.

I mean, look
at John and Edna.

They lived long enough
to have whole lives,

then find each other again
and have whole new lives.

Yeah, no,
that makes sense.

- Thanks, Montgomery.
- Yeah.

Uh, we don't--
we don't need to-- Okay.

Alright, let's not make
a habit of this, alright?

This is Vic's gig.

You're gonna spoil
your appetite, Herrera.

Well,
you're cooking...

so I don't know
if I have one. Wow.

So you're good
at Crisis One-ing

and now
you're cooking?

What is this?

I feel like I'm in
the Twilight Zone.

I didn't have a meal with
the Scooby gang

the whole time
I was Captain.

I figured
I was past due.

Who are you?

Are we celebrating
something?

Uh... I am sorry.

To all of you.

Well, not you, Powell.

Uh, I was...

I was not myself
for a very long time, and--

and what you did...

I-I-I think you all saved...

a lot of lives
with that mutiny,

and I'm grateful.

I know who I am now,
and I-I know what I want.

And, you know,
I will not...

I will not be seeking
my Captaincy back.

What?
Yeah,
that's the truth.

I just want
to clean my slate,

and I hope that is something
that you all... can accept.

Well... I don't know
about all that yet,

but you had me at steak, Beckett.

God, I hope
Dr. Fire is out for days.

Thanks, Becks.

See, everyone
gets a nickname.

- Well, come on.
- Okay, fine.

Gibby.
There you go.

Never mind. Never mind.
I-I don't need one.

No, no, no.
Gibby, I think, is perfect.

Uh, Giblet.

Giblet!

Could you--
It's never cool when you give yourself...

Gibby, pass me a bun. Yeah,
it never catches on.

Why are you running?
Where are you going?

This is Ben Warren.

Chief Ross, uh, hello.

Are you sure?

O-Okay.
Uh... okay, yes.

Um... bye.

What is it?

They're awarding me
a medal of commendation

for my "bravery"

at the sober living house fire.

Oh.

Hey, look, Milo may never
be able to understand

the decisions you
had to make,

Benjamin Warren,
but he is alive.

And from what I saw,
he's surrounded by love.

You saved his family.

No, I saved
that woman's family.

I didn't save Milo's.

Hey, you.

♪ In the end ♪

Hi, honey. Hi.

♪ All my breath
will be replaced ♪

♪ In the end ♪

♪ I will be forever changed ♪

You knock now, huh?

Gotta keep you
on your toes.

But, okay, it was pretty cool
to be here

when you heard that
you're likely going to be

Captain-Captain Fire,
and not just the temp.

I never thought
I'd see that again.

♪ Blow my mind ♪

♪ Give me something
I can taste ♪

♪ You're the last empire ♪

♪ Ooh,
when the sun goes down ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Lift me up into your light ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

I heard you had a moment
on scene yesterday.

Well, it was probably
less exciting

than what they told you.

Sure.

♪ Lift me up into your ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Lift me up into your light ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ When we touch,
I come to life ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Lift me up into your light ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ When we touch,
I come to life ♪

♪ Lift me up, lift me up,
lift me up ♪

♪ lift me up, lift me up,
lift me up ♪

♪ Lift me up, lift me up ♪

♪ Lift me up into your light ♪

Yep. Come in.

Uh, we have Shelly
from The Chronicle here.

Yes, of course.
Shelly, thank you for coming.

Thank you.

So nice to meet you.

Please, have a seat.

Of course.

Since when do you
have this much

paperwork
to do after shift?

Because Beckett left
his program early,

and now I have to report his
condition after every shift.

He didn't finish
the program?

The office suits you, Ruiz.

What do you
need that for?

Well, when my, uh, old Captain,
Fowler, was retiring,

he told me I would be replacing
him, and he gifted this to me.

And
I'd like you to have it.

I'll see ya, Captain.

It's inscribed to him.

I mean,
first the steak dinner

and now he's giving away
personal items.

This is--
This does not... feel right.

Mm. Maybe you're just
reading too much into it.

Is this because
you hate him?

- 'Cause this is... not normal.
- No, Vic.

It's because not everything
is a-a psych test.

Look, um, I'll try
to meet up with you later,

but I-I have to finish
this paperwork and... Yeah.

...and right now,
I'm just--

Okay.

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