Hey! It's JJ. I don't listen to my voicemails.
Text me! Bye!
Here you go.
Still no word, huh?
No.
Could I schedule an appointment?
Can I, uh, sleep here?
This number is no longer in service.
Hey, Eva.
So, he's out of surgery, stable, and in the ICU.
Okay.
- Thank you, thank you, thank you! - Oh. Okay.
All right.
We'll try to wean Vasquez off the ventilator in a few hours.
It was touch and go,
but that work you did, you saved his life.
You hear me?
Hey, um, when Webber was caught drinking on the job,
how did you...
I mean, did you ever consider not turning him in?
Who's drinking on the job?
I didn't say...
Did you not think I would crack your master code?
I'm not sure it even happened.
But if it did happen, is...
Is that how Vasquez got hurt?
What? What, what? No, no!
Okay, look, it's not anyone, all right?
Just... It's... It's probably a counting error.
Counting err...
As in drugs?
I didn't say drugs.
Well, what else would you be counting?
Okay, you know what? You know what?
N-Never mind. Never mind.
I-I'm probably wrong about the whole thing.
I shouldn't have mentioned it.
No, you shouldn't have.
But if whatever it is that you know
puts you in a bed like Vasquez,
so help me God, Ben Warren...
Is this the longest shift ever?
- Yep. - Yeah.
I'm ready for it to be over.
Aren't they all 24 hours?
Cereal?
Sorry, princess,
didn't feel like whipping up omelettes this morning.
Hey, Finch, you know you're a sub?
And subs don't talk?
- Since when? - Since you became a sub.
Meal rotation for Vasquez's wife.
Warren says he's stable. Thank God.
Hughes. You're on desk duty the rest of the shift.
I'm what, now?
The rocket incident hit the news.
We have citizens calling in every loose hubcap they find,
thinking they have evidence of an alien invasion.
I need someone smart with people skills to talk them down.
Well, if you're gonna be all complimentary about it...
fine.
I'll do it.
Finch.
- What? I don't know - what you think is funny.
I know you and Vasquez were on B-shift together for a long time.
I can bring in someone else for the OT
if you can't be professional.
No, ma'am.
Job first.
Good.
I would give someone ten million dollars
to disable the alarm for the rest of our shift.
I don't know. We're really close.
- I think we're gonna make it. - You better not jinx it.
Engine 19, Ladder 19, Aid 19,
vehicle accident at 7780 Morris Lake Road.
Yeah! There you go!
Okay.
All right. Hold on a second. All right, all right.
We got this.
Yeah, that's right.
I know, I know. I know you're hungry.
But crying won't make it come any faster.
Aw, damn it! Damn it!
- Hello? - Yeah, yeah. Don't...
Don't shake the baby.
Special delivery from Station...
She won't eat. She just cries. It's...
Which means she's hungry, but she won't eat or sleep,
which means that I can't do either.
And I think she's broken. Is it possible that she's broken?
Sit down. Sit down. What is wrong with her?
Breathe. I got her.
What's her name?
Son, what's your baby's name?
We've, uh... We've been calling... calling her TBD.
I'm staying.
I swear, bro. If I have to listen to McAllister
complain about my reports one more time,
I might set fire to the building.
Right?
Okay.
Can we not talk about work? For one night. Please?
Aw. Is the boss's son sick of his cushy little job?
Poor Miller.
Tell us how hard it is to be born rich.
All right.
Um, the diamonds that I eat for breakfast...
they're starting to scratch my teeth.
And the gold bars I carry around,
they're giving me backaches.
I'm not complaining about
my ruby-studded houseboat, dummies.
I'm just saying...
I don't like the job.
And I... And I don't like that.
Whoa! Hey, what's your problem, bro?
You're in kind of a mood tonight.
He's peeing off the side of my house,
and my mood's the problem?
It's water to water, bro.
You know, it's actually good for the fish and plant life.
That's actually 100% inaccurate.
I think I got something that, uh, might improve your mood.
Hey, come on.
Dude, you know I don't... I don't mess with that crap.
No, I know, but it's never too late to get started.
Greg, no.
Can we not do that in my house?
But we're not in your house. We're on the deck.
Yeah. International waters, bro.
Looks like a pickup truck sped through, spun out,
hit a bunch of bikers.
Bypasser called it in.
Dispatch for Ladder 19, we have a TC.
Pickup truck versus multiple motorcycles.
We have approximately 6 victims.
Requesting 3 additional Aid Cars,
1 Ladder, 1 Engine, and PRT.
SPD for traffic control.
Have the Engine, Ladder, and PRT
approach from the south on Morris Lake Road,
and tell the Aid Cars to stage at the north end near Aid 19.
Ladder 19 is Morris Lake Road Incident Command.
Captain, I count six bikes and five riders.
Dispatch, correction. We have at least seven victims.
We anticipate multiple fatalities.
Synced & corrected by -robtor- www.addic7ed.com
I assume there's a reason you keep refusing surgery.
It, um, might...
complicate my situation at work.
Huh.
If you could give me better odds than Koracick,
I might change my mind.
I'm a surgeon.
By definition, I like to cut.
But that does not mean that I will lie to you
to get you on the table.
Yeah, so 50/50 is the best you can do.
I notice that Dr. Koracick
had been prescribing some pretty heavy opiates.
You should know that I favor a different approach.
Yeah, I'm familiar with your reputation.
Your reputation is... why I'm here.
You're using more than you'd like.
Yeah.
How much are you taking on an average day?
Uh...
Write it down.
All of it.
Is that some kind of... therapy technique or...
I'm not a therapist.
But I am a recovering addict,
and I have gotten a lot of therapy.
And I've learned that there is no getting over pain...
of any kind...
without telling the truth.
Montgomery, Finch.
Check on the driver of the truck.
Cutler, Dixon, triage the victims on the road.
Everyone else, recon.
Fan out, walk the scene, and find every victim.
Herrera and Gibson, take the south.
Aid 19, let them know we have a mass-casualty incident
and get me ER availability.
Probie... color of triage tags?
- What? - Come on.
Um...
uh, r-red for immediate,
uh, green for, uh, non-life-threatening injury,
uh, yellow for, um...
Yellow for delayed and black for deceased.
Right.
Tag him, Probie.
It does get easier. A little.
I don't need you to baby me.
Okay, then. Enjoy the carnage.
No fuel leaks.
Hey, Finch! Gimme a hand with this door.
On the count of 3. 3.
Smells like he showered in vodka this morning.
Thank you.
Let's go.
What do we have?
Diminished breath sounds bilaterally.
Steering wheel didn't collapse.
AKA drunk on a stick?
Prep for intubation.
We have five victims on the street,
one confirmed deceased.
Engine 23, I need a staging area and treatment area.
Ladder 15, find any critical victims we haven't located.
I'm getting muffled heart sounds now.
Dude's toast.
Finch, swap out with Dixon.
What?
You want Probie on this?
Bishop, that's really rough to do
to someone on a f-first shift.
O Captain, my Captain.
Good morning. Station 19.
How can I help you today?
Well, you'll be happy to hear
that yesterday's crash was an isolated incident.
No, ma'am.
No, ma'am, ma'am, ma'am.
I assure you there was no cover-up of any kind.
Oh, yeah, I watched that Area 51 special, too.
Yeah, there are plenty of people with red hair, though.
It's not a sign of anything.
No, thank you for calling.
Mm-hmm.
Sure. Bye.
Hey!
Hey. Hey.
Marina found a bunch of these in my back closet.
So I just kind of thought I'd come by
and find out why there's multiple bags of yours
in my... in my back closet.
'Cause it's super roomy.
Uh, right.
Um, well, it's possible that I may be somewhat...
living at your place.
At my place?
Yeah, just in like a... habitat way.
Not in a relationship way.
What does that even mean?
Well, a relationship way is like, "Where is this going?"
And a habitat way is, you know,
"I lost my lease,
and I sleep at the station three nights a week anyway,
so what is the difference, really,
between that and sexy sleepovers,
which I know you like?"
Okay, you... you do realize, though,
you can't move into my apartment and not tell me, right?
No?
Okay, I'm s... I'm sorry.
I know... I know this looks bad,
and I'm sorry, and I should've said something,
but it's only a few nights a week,
and, you know, I did not...
I didn't think you'd find out.
How are you making it worse?
I, um...
I really like you.
This is just a lot. It's kind of too much.
Um...
Oh, you know what? Um...
Hold, please.
People think that there's an alien invasion,
so I actually have to get that.
Okay, sure. Yeah.
Okay, uh, can we talk later, though?
I guess... I guess we can talk later, yeah.
I'll be at the hospital.
Can't wait.
She's known you for 30 seconds, and she already loves you.
She doesn't love me. She loves formula.
I've been trying to give her formula all night,
and she won't take it!
Maybe it's like bees.
She can smell my fear.
The whole block can smell your fear, son.
Take a breath.
JJ left.
For how long?
Forever, I guess?
She's gone. She disconnected her phone.
She left us.
Dude!
Look at these creamy calves.
Ah! I could totally make this jump!
Yeah, you could, bro!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, hey! Wait, wait!
What are you doing?
The only thing you're gonna do is get yourself killed
and mess up my homeowner's insurance, man.
- Just chill. - Holy moly.
Why are you such a buzzkill, Miller?
Yeah! Who made you like this? Your mom?
Hey, I don't care how high you are, Tom.
- Step off my mom. - Hey, hey, look.
I just got one question, okay?
Why do you hate fun, Miller?
Yeah, Miller. Why do you hate fun?
U-Uh, uh, I don't...
I don't hate fun, okay?
I just don't like drugs.
Or lawsuits.
Or either of you, to be honest.
And I'm gonna remember that next weekend.
Hey, okay, what... what do you like, then?
I mean, you hate the job. You hate fun.
So what do you like, bro?
Whoa, bro.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
My chest kinda... hurts.
Oh! Oh, God!
Greg!
How far can a bike throw a rider?
It depends on how fast the truck was going that hit him.
H-Help!
Help! Over here!
Over here!
Sir! Seattle Fire Department. We're coming to you.
Okay. Thanks.
My wife, I c... I can't see her.
She...
She was riding behind me.
I got a patient in a tree.
I'm gonna need a ladder and at least two extra sets of hands.
His breaths have been getting shallower.
IC from Engine 19, we have three more victims
here in the south end in need of medical attention.
Request assistance on a pinned patient.
Engine 19, Roger.
Engine 23, assist Engine 19 with patient care,
south side of Morris Lake Road.
His chest...
- We need to tube him, Probie. - Me?
Montgomery, lower the seat back so that Probie can work.
- You're not gonna do an extrication? - Does he have a pulse?
- Barely. - GCS score?
- Uh... - Less than eight.
And what do we do when a patient is minimally responsive?
Protect the airway.
What's your name, sir?
I'm... I'm Nate.
Nate, I'm Andy. Just look straight ahead.
You might want to keep an eye on those breath sounds.
Sir, someone's coming to help you in a minute.
Don't worry about me. I'm just trying to help.
Where's my wife? D-Did you find her?
My partner's taking care of her.
Let me help you. Are you in any pain?
Uh, no, not really.
I-I can't even feel my arms and legs.
I must be in shock.
Yeah, that... that can happen.
What's that?
That's my partner helping your wife.
You found her?
Lisa? Lisa, can you hear me?!
Hey, I need you to stay calm, okay?
Moving is very bad right now.
We got this, buddy. Lisa is gonna be fine.
May be a few months before we can make that Williamsburg trip,
but we'll make it.
She doesn't even like to ride.
I was like, "We've been married for twenty years.
Half of my friends in the club think I made you up."
My partner's got her. They're taking care of her.
She's okay?
She's okay, Nate.
Oh, thank God.
Lisa!
If you can hear me, I love you!
PRT 19 from Engine 19, what's your twenty?
On your 6:00.
Two adult males.
I've got a thoracic injury.
Breaths are slow and shallow.
Could be pneumothorax.
And a possible head injury there.
My guess is it's a rib injury,
punctured a lung.
Common injury in older bikers
because of... rib position and bone density.
- What are you, an ER doc? - Plastics.
I shave bumps of noses.
My ex always hated me riding.
Was always sending me links about what could go wrong,
saying, uh, "You're not a young man anymore, Steve.
See attached."
She was big on "See attached."
Steve Charnofsky, M.D.
Dr. Ben Warren.
Doctor?
What are you doing out here?
- Helping you. - Ah.
Okay.
Steve, you are nice and stable,
but I'm gonna have to go get a gurney
to transport you with that leg.
Just to be on the safe side, let's get you a, uh...
C-Collar.
- You got it. - Hey.
Let's get this helmet off.
You good?
Yeah. Steve and I got this.
Can't believe this happened.
We were on a sunrise ride.
There were nine of us.
How many dead?
Command from PRT 19.
We have three patients.
We are handling with Engine 19, Engine 23, and PRT 19.
How many more do you have?
Five, plus the driver of the truck.
We may have one more rider we haven't found yet.
You Doctors Without Borders or something?
Physician Response Team.
I got a truck up the street
with an entire operating suite in it.
- No way! - Uh-huh.
I always wanted to join Doctors Without Borders.
I always figured I'd do it later, after I retired.
But, oh, sitting here... Oof.
I became a doctor to help people.
Now I do butt lifts.
Doctors Without Borders is an excellent goal.
And you got plenty of time yet.
Just sit tight, and I'll be right back.
Got one more.
Sir, my name is Captain Bishop.
I'm with the Seattle Fire Department.
- Is there a fire? - No, sir.
You've been in an accident. We're gonna help you.
Can you call my boss and tell him I'm gonna be late?
He hates when I'm late.
Is five minutes while I get my Pumpkin Spice
going to bring down the company, Dan?
Why are you looking at me like that?
Is something wrong with my face?
Olson!
He was awake, little disoriented.
Then he went out, but his vitals are stable,
and his pupils are equal and reactive.
Nice job.
You should do this. I-I can't. There's too much blood.
Okay, this is the job, Probie, okay?
If it was easy, we wouldn't need the academy.
Come on. Come on.
I got it! I'm in!
Good job. Now bag him.
Now can we do the extrication?
Now that you have him stabilized, it's not a priority.
Okay.
Okay, you are going to write me another prescription?
There is a meeting in an hour.
A meeting?
Right downstairs.
Oh.
12 steps, huh?
Yeah, I-I got to get back to work.
You came here because you wanted my help.
For my pain.
I was hoping you could help me treat my pain
before it becomes a problem.
Becomes a problem?
I'm not an addict.
You are using drugs just to get through the morning.
You are stealing.
You O.D.'d.
I've been where you are, Robert.
I doubt it.
Which story do you want to hear...
the one where I stole my brother's prescription pad
so that I could get high?
Or the one about
the man I loved O.D.'ing in bed next to me
while I was too high to notice?
Take a sick morning.
Because you're sick, Robert.
Because you almost died.
Because you do not want to live the way you are living.
Because you went from one problem, pain,
to two problems, pain and drugs,
to three problems, pain and drugs and lies,
and this road is long,
and it is terrible,
and it ends with the people that you love hurt
and you dead.
And you are the only person
who can stop that from happening.
Hey, Steve. Got your ride.
Hey, Flores!
His pupils are blown. He's not breathing.
Brain bleed?
We got to intubate him and get him into the PRT now.
Seeing JJ when that baby was born,
when she held her, that was love.
I know it was.
But now she's gone, and I'm left with this creature
who knows her mom is gone.
She does.
She... She looks at me, and she knows.
Dean. Sincerely.
She can't distinguish you from that chair.
Having a perfect family unit doesn't make you a parent.
Loving your kid makes you a parent.
But what if she grows up to hate me?
Oh, she'll definitely hate you.
All teenage girls hate their fathers.
Ah, that's comforting.
I am glad you came.
But they always come back around.
- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.
So, uh... So Andy forgave you?
Mm...
She forgives me, she gets mad at me again,
she forgives me, she gets mad at me again.
It's our... thing.
With all due respect, sir, and no offense intended,
but...
...you literally just told me you wish you had more time,
but you're not...
you don't seem willing to fight for it.
I just...
I don't blame Andy for being upset about that.
I'm gonna close these doors
so the baby doesn't hear the sounds I'm about to make.
"All due respect and no offense intended"?
Whoa, sir. I did not mean anything by...
I don't give a damn what you meant, Miller.
Just who the hell do you think you are?
Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God!
Call 911!
But what about...
Do it! Now! Right now! Go!
- 911. - Yeah, hi.
Um, my friend fell in the water.
- I think he's drowning. - Is he breathing?
Hold on.
They want to know is he breathing.
Would I be doing CPR if he was breathing?
No?
Uh, no, no, no, no. He's not breathing.
Bro, are you supposed to be pounding on him like that?
I was a lifeguard in high school.
This is how you do it.
Just don't break his chest bone!
Yeah, yeah, I'm st... I'm still here.
Can you just send help?
Well, the driver's gone. No shock there.
Probie, did you get the patient intubated?
W... Yeah, but did I screw it up?
Tell him. If you won't, I will.
You took too long. You could've caused permanent brain damage.
Yep, you might've.
If there was even the slightest chance
he would've survived in the first place.
Wait. You had me intubate a dead patient?
- He wasn't dead. - Yet.
The steering column was the only thing
holding his thoracic cavity together.
He bled out the minute you lowered the seat back.
That's why she had you tube him.
Because she knew he wasn't gonna make it.
Wait. So you had me do an impossible intubation,
thinking that I was holding a guy's life in my hands
for what, a-a training exercise?
Would you rather have done it on a patient you could give brain damage?
Look, you got it done, all right?
You learned how to tube in the field under pressure.
Right. Yeah. No pep talks.
So, we have a few options for pain management.
A nerve-stimulation device.
It's given a lot of CRPS patients relief.
Is it an implant?
No, it's a sticker that you put on your leg,
and it delivers electrical impulses to the nerve
- to shock it. - Oh, wow.
This one is mine.
Oh.
I can write you a prescription.
What's great about it
is that it keeps your pain management
entirely in your hands.
And you seem like a guy who likes to be in control.
There's also a class of antidepressants.
Oh, this isn't... depression.
Robert, you are in daily pain and fighting a drug problem.
If you weren't a little depressed, I'd be worried.
These are tricyclic antidepressants.
They are a proven treatment for nerve pain.
No change.
You couldn't have done anything.
He assessed as stable.
I told him he was gonna be okay.
I told him he was gonna get to do good.
Even if you had transported him right away...
He herniated. I know.
Doesn't make me feel any better about him being brain dead.
Maybe there's someone we can call.
W-W-Wait. Wait a minute.
He's an organ donor.
I can keep him on the vent, keep his organs alive.
You stay here. They need you at the scene.
Larson, get us to Grey-Sloan right now.
They can do the brain death exam there.
Copy that.
You're gonna do good, Steve.
Gonna save a bunch of lives.
I can't feel anything.
W-What's broken?
Everything looks good, Nate.
I can't move anything.
Don't think about that right now.
Lisa's dead, isn't she?
She's... She...
She's okay, Nate. You're both gonna be fine.
Starting compressions.
- He is dead, man! He's dead! - Shut up, Tom!
Our friend fell in the water, and he's not breathing!
He take anything?
He... grabbed his chest and fell.
We got this.
No!
No.
I don't know which is worse... the dying
or having to hear everybody's opinion
about how I should do it.
I'm sorry, sir. Your decision about your treatment,
i-it's none of my business.
You have no idea what it's like to hold that baby in there,
knowing that I will never meet my grandchildren.
I'm not gonna be at my daughter's wedding.
I'm not gonna see her make Captain.
And I'm not gonna see
that damn fool Dixon fall on his face...
which I know is the least important of all those things,
but it still pisses me off!
And your big problem is you have a healthy baby
and your whole life in front of you?
Ohh.
You haven't decided whether or not
you're keeping her, have you?
Gibson.
It's a high spinal injury,
maybe even internal decapitation.
It's been too long. He's gone.
You're beating up a corpse.
Jack.
Jack, you have to stop.
- I can still get him back! - You have to stop!
For what?!
Even if you can get his heart started again,
his body can't keep it going.
He'll crash over and over and over.
Just being alive isn't the same as living!
You... You want to make him keep going like that
so... so you can feel better?
Make him suffer so you can have a win?
It's...
It's not fair.
And it's selfish and it's cruel and...
You got to stop.
Son, you got to stop.
I'm not stopping until he...
Until he does that!
- All right, rolling him, rolling him. - Dude!
Now can I treat him?
Yeah. Sorry, sorry. Yeah.
Is he gonna be okay?
As good as he was before he went in the water.
Okay. On it.
Well.
What do you do for a living, son?
I, uh, turn money into... into more money.
Well, you ever want to do something different,
give me a call.
You got a hell of a talent.
You just... stay there and keep looking stupid.
In a few weeks,
I went from being a single guy,
to a guy expecting a baby,
to a guy that has a baby,
to a guy abandoned with a baby.
I don't know anything about being a father.
I work 24-hour shifts. I live on a houseboat.
Isn't it... Isn't it possible
that there is a world
where there are better parents for her than me?
People who have been waiting their whole lives
for a child of their own,
who... who can make formula without spilling it?
Who would give anything for her?
I-I don't know how to answer that for you.
Can you try?
The night I met you, you saved a man's life.
You were all-in.
Whether he lived or died.
You weren't on the fence about what you were there to do.
It's when you're on the fence that it's all hard.
Everything.
If you're not sure about keeping this baby,
every time she cries, it's gonna be painful.
But once you decide you're all-in,
love replaces the fear.
Then, when she cries, well...
she's just crying.
Ready for transport!
Get him on the Aid Car.
- What happened? - There's been an accident.
Oh, the truck. Is everyone okay?
Did someone call my boss?
Sir, I need you to stay still. You've been injured.
Can you confirm how many of you were riding today?
Nine. He's the last one.
There's nine of us. There's Steve, Nate...
- Hey. Hey. My name's Travis. - ...Lisa.
- What's your name? - Charlie. I'm Charlie.
Where's Steve? He's a doctor. He can probably help.
We're not a real gang, you know?
We're just... We ride one weekend a month.
And we have barbecues and shoot pool.
There's nine of us.
- We're not a real gang. - Hey, shh.
We're just... We... Like a family.
Charlie, we're gonna get you to the hospital now.
A truck hit us.
Oh, my God.
A truck hit us.
We're family.
Is everyone okay?!
No more speeches.
Probie. You earned a drink.
It's... 8:00 a.m.
Yeah?
Is it weird that we're drinking to get over a bunch of people
getting killed by a drunk driver?
- Are you driving? - No.
It's not weird.
You know what is weird?
People who think redheads are aliens.
That is weird.
Yeah.
Wow!
It's for Dean and JJ.
Mm.
Fried food's my love language.
See ya.
A year and a half.
Thank you.
- To Probie's first rutabaga call. - Mm.
Wait. What?
A rutabaga is a patient with no brain activity.
Zero chance of survival.
Vegetable.
Today was a multi-rutabaga call.
- Stacks of rutabagas. - Yeah.
Big ol' ratatouille.
How are you guys able to make jokes about that?
I mean... people died.
People always die.
People die every day.
And a lot of the time,
they do it right in front of us.
Look, a thing they don't tell you in the academy...
you lose more than you win.
Even on the days you're doing everything right,
a lot of the time, you still lose.
So you just, uh... what, you... you drink?
Mm-hmm.
You drink a little,
and you make inappropriate jokes with your friends.
Then you go home, get some sleep.
Next shift, you go back to work
and do everything right again,
and you have a better day.
Hopefully.
And what if you don't always do the right thing?
What if you screw it up?
Pretty much the same thing.
Eva.
I heard Rigo's off the vent.
That's great.
Look, if you need help around the house
or, you know, food brought over or anything, I...
Oh, my God.
Just walk away, Gibson.
No one's here for your apology tour.
Work out your guilt for putting my husband in the ICU
on your own time.
I have better things to do with mine.
Walk away, little boy.
Hey.
You okay?
Probably not.
You?
No.
You want to blow off some steam?
I... Mm.
It's... just...
It's too messy.
I thought we were trying to help each other.
You were helping me stay away from dangerous women.
I was helping you feel something other than angry.
You are. You did.
I do.
Thank you.
Be good.
Never.
- Thanks, guys. - See you later. See ya.
So...
Look, man, don't make this a thing.
I have a girlfriend, all right?
Take care of yourself.
Chance.
Thanks, buddy.
Shh, shh, shh. Shh, shh, shh.
- Hi! I brought you some beige foo... - Shh! Stop, stop, stop. Stop.
Oh, sorry. Sorry.
Hey.
How is it going?
Uh, JJ left.
She what?
She left me.
Us.
She's gone, and I was thinking about giving the baby up,
but then Pruitt came over and did his Mister Miyagi thing,
and now I'm thinking about keeping her,
which is crazy because I work three overnight shifts out of the week,
and, the rest of the time, I am on a boat.
So...
As you may or may not know, I recently got evicted.
Oh.
I did not know that.
Yeah, it was a thing.
And now I'm...
homeless-ish.
And I was sort of crashing at Jackson's,
but now that's over.
We're over. Jackson and me.
- We... - Mm.
Pretty sure we're about to be
because he said, "Let's talk later,"
which, in my experience, is never code for a sexy time.
But, uh, point being, I can help you.
I feel like I missed a transition somewhere.
I move in here and help you with the baby,
and then I have a place to live and you have help,
and everybody's problems are solved.
Oh! Just shut up, please.
No, because you work the same shifts I do,
so when I'll be gone, you'll also be gone.
- So not gonna work. - No, dude, that's what nannies
are for, okay?
And you're super rich so...
Okay, and when we're home at the same time, we do crying shifts.
- Crying shifts? - Yeah, crying shifts.
- Crying shifts? - Crying shifts.
You can keep saying it. I still won't know what you mean.
Okay, so, like, I take 8:00 to midnight.
You take midnight to 4:00 a.m.
TBD cries, you look at the clock.
If it's your shift, you get up.
If you don't, you go back to sleep.
Pru.
What?
She has a name.
It's Pru.
Pruitt Arike Miller.
And, uh...
me and Pru can use the help, so...
- Yeah? - Yeah.
You sure?
- No. - Yeah!
Okay, okay.
Quiet dancing. Quiet dancing.
Ben?
Please tell me this is not
some fatigue-inducted hallucination,
because I could really use my wife
right about now.
We successfully recovered the organs.
Seven people.
Seven lives saved
because of the work you did with the PRT today.
Nobody else could've done it.
Seven lives.
And Robert Sullivan's the one who took the drugs, isn't he?
I-I didn't s...
He was at Grey-Sloan today
for a consult with Amelia Shepherd.
You are a witchy, witchy woman.
Man, how do you just know things?
Man.
Seven lives...
saved because of this vehicle.
This vehicle which will be recalled and retired.
How many more lives can I save?
Which I won't, because the PRT is shut down?
He holds lives in his hands, too,
and he decides who runs into fires.
He... I know, I know, but...
I know.
Well, I am very glad you called.
But I should go back to work now.
I'm the truck.
I'm... sorry. I'm not very good at American idioms.
I'm the truck. I'm... I'm... I'm...
I'm the truck that drunkenly plowed into Station 19
and destroyed an entire family.
Hey.
I'm the truck.
I don't want to fight anymore.
I don't want to fight my dad. I don't want to fight you.
I am so tired
and... and sad and sick of being angry.
And I-I just want to feel and to be in a safe place.
And I don't know why or how, and I-I can't explain it,
but you're the safest place I have.
And everything would be okay
for the first time in a really long time
if you would just start kissing me now.
So...
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