Hey. You okay?
What the hell are you doing here, man?
I really wish you hadn't seen that.
*CREDITS*
James Dean. Steve McQueen.
Peter Fonda.
Dennis Hopper.
Now you.
- Martin? - Clark.
- Myska.
- It's Czech.
Ah. My point is that today you're not just buying a bike,
you're buying a legacy.
You know, when you roll up to your, uh,
- medical practice? - Podiatry Group. Yeah.
Everyone in that parking lot is gonna hear this kitten purr.
And you gotta admit, it's in pristine condition.
Oh, it is beautiful. But is it safe?
Oh, in the right hands it's no more dangerous than an exercise bike.
Really? Because my wife says
motorcycles are like ten times
more likely to be involved in a fatal accident.
Thirty-five times, actually.
That's why they call 'em donor-cycles.
- Donor-cycles? - Yeah. Like the organs,
when we're able to salvage them.
Oh, I see.
Look, look, look.
The danger is what makes it sexy.
And makes you sexy on it.
You know, I think I have enough danger in my life as it is.
What... getting rid of bunions and plantar warts?
Thanks for your time.
Alright, Chavez, you're on toilet duty for a week.
Why are you even selling the hog?
I thought you loved this thing.
No. A hog is specifically for Harley-Davidson.
This is a Bobber.
Okay, then why are you selling your Bobber?
Yeah, I thought you were, like, full-on Fozzie now.
You mean Fonzie? Fozzie was a muppet.
Anyway, my chapter on two wheels is over.
It lasted all of three weeks.
No, I'm just ready for a new challenge.
Oh, and I have someone else.
A potential buyer coming, so shut your mouth.
Okay.
Now, that is a fine-lookin' machine.
Well...
I can safely say that you would look smokin' hot on my Bobber.
Ohh.
Captain Strand, I'm Asha Fulton,
your Department Advocate from the Professional Standards Division
of AFD Internal Affairs.
I'm from HR.
Okay, let me explain my statement
about you being on my Bobber.
Captain Strand, I'm afraid I'm here
to investigate a recent complaint.
I'm going to need to speak with you in your office.
So it's serious. Um, what am I being accused of?
It's better we talk behind closed doors.
Alright. Let's get this over with.
_
I'm so dead.
- What's your name, sweetheart? - Linus.
Hi, Linus. My name is Grace.
I'm gonna help you, okay?
Can you tell me what's wrong? Are you hurt?
- I'm stuck. - Okay.
- Stuck where, baby? - My tables. I can't... Argh!
Ladder 119, we have a minor with a possible injury,
337 Clinton Place.
Linus, sweetheart, did you say you were stuck under a table?
No. I'm stuck on my multiplication tables.
It's for homework.
Oh! Okay.
Ladder 119, cancel that. We're good.
Um, Linus, you know you're only supposed to call 9-1-1
- if you have an emergency. - But this is an emergency. It's due tomorrow.
Miss Olsen says if we don't turn in our assignments every day,
we don't get to go to the pizza party.
I'm so close.
- Oh, okay. - Please help.
Well, I'm sorry. I didn't realize how much was at stake.
Um, what question are you stuck on?
Seven times seven, seven times eight,
seven times nine...
I have to do all my sevens tonight.
Oh, come on, Linus. The sevens are easy.
No, they're not. They're impossible.
- Not if you know the trick. - There's a trick?
- Mm-hmm. - What trick?
Do you know the "Happy Birthday" song?
If you sing the answers to the sevens times tables,
it sounds just like "Happy Birthday."
That's not real.
Okay. ? 7, 14, 21 ?
? 28, 35 ?
? 42, 49 ?
? 56 and 63 ?
That's awesome! Hang on, I have to write these down.
Fifty-six. Sixty-three...
That's only up to nine.
Oh, my God.
? 70, 77, 84... ?
Now, I'm never gonna forget them.
Can I ask you one more thing?
Yes. Oh, no. I don't have a song for the eights, baby.
- I'm so sorry. - Dang. Okay.
Thank you, Miss Grace.
Oh, you too, Linus. You take care.
I did not know you were such a math whiz.
I should have you do my taxes.
Not a math whiz, just a math fan.
Bet you always got to go to the pizza parties, didn't you?
Why, yes, I did.
9-1-1. What's your emergency?
Captain Strand, it's been said
you foster a certain culture here at the 126.
I'd like to think so.
Can you describe it for me?
Professional.
Diverse and, uh,
inclusion, equity, belonging are core values.
You're welcome to walk around my firehouse.
- See for yourself. - I have.
But we both know the 126 has a reputation for something else, too.
- Do we? - A so-called "cowboy culture."
Yeah. Okay. I know what this is about now.
- You do? - Yeah. I also know who sent you.
And who would that be?
Pearce Risher, my old paramedic,
he, uh, he lodged a complaint, didn't he?
Unfortunately, I can't disclose that information.
Oh, well, I can disclose that he's a disgruntled prima donna
whose, uh, departure was mutual.
- Both times he worked here? - That's right.
Mm-hmm. Both times.
Were any words said when he left?
- On either occasion. - Uh...
I may have called him a coward.
We called him that because he was a coward, and a jerk.
And you can, you can write that down
in your little book if you want to.
Now, would you say name-calling
is common practice in this firehouse?
You must be talking about Lard Ass.
Lard Ass?
There was no body shaming.
The man's torso was stuck in a drive-through window.
Cap got the brilliant idea
to slather the man's hindquarters
in rendered pig fat.
- Ergo... - Lard Ass.
Do you happen to know this man's actual name?
I would love to get a statement from him, too.
No, but I'm sure you can get it
from the Texas State Prison system.
He's in for murder.
Happened right in front of me.
Bam, bam.
I should have seen it coming.
If Cap hadn't tackled the guy,
it could have been a lot worse.
Do we know each other?
I don't think so.
And you're sure there's been no other time
you've ever heard an insult or a slur
directed at someone in the field?
I will remind you, you may be called to testify to this.
There may be one other one.
It's gonna sound a lot worse without the context.
- Try me. - He called the dude a woman-beater-cuck.
- Cuck? - As in a "cuckold."
It's like when a man's wife is, like, is bangin' another dude.
I know what a cuckold is.
Owen only said that to goad the man into striking him
so that the cops would have an excuse to arrest him.
Goaded. I see.
The guy was a total abuser, okay?
He was gonna hurt his wife and kids
and my dad stopped him.
I really wish it hadn't come to that.
He would never do something stupid like that again.
Did he do something stupid like that again?
Is there anything else you wanna tell me?
Yes, there is, actually.
I've said my piece.
Captain Strand rebuilt this firehouse from the studs up twice.
No, thank you.
He gets the best out of every firefighter here.
No, ma'am, there is not.
So whatever he's done this time, I assure you,
his intentions were good.
I appreciate that. I do.
But this inquiry is not into your captain.
No?
So, who's it about, then?
It's about you, firefighter.
I'm sorry. There must be some sort of mistake here.
I'm-I'm like the poster child
for creating a healthy workplace environment.
I moved to Austin to pursue a healthy workplace environment.
- You really have no idea what this is about? - No. Hand to God.
Do you recall the events of Monday, January 9th,
the rescue of the mobile home?
Yes. I recall being lowered from a chopper onto a house
that was being driven by a deranged man down Highway 9
with his ex-wife trapped screaming inside.
According to the IR, you were the lead
on extracting the wife from the home.
- Is that correct? - Oh.
Is this about the skylight?
This is about what happened after the skylight.
I'm here to rescue you!
I am not leaving this house!
I am standing my ground!
Specifically when you attempted to harness Lila Geralds.
My rope work was sound.
I did all my checks. She was properly clipped and clamped.
This is not about your rope work.
Do you remember what you said on the radio
before you made egress from the residence?
Uh, not word for word.
Hey, Marjan, what's the holdup?
Slight holdup being that she's a crazy lady, Cap!
- Does that sound accurate? - Could have been.
Can you tell me why you felt the need to use language like that?
I had to compel her to move her butt.
She says you made her feel unsafe.
I made her feel unsafe?
We-we were hanging from a helicopter with her husband
doing 50 on the highway, and I made her feel unsafe?
Are you aware that "crazy" is considered a slur?
- Yes. - You know from your department manual
that we value the emotional well-being of the public
as much as their physical well-being.
And we consider it the duty of a firefighter
to protect both at all times to the best of their abilities.
Jeopardizing either is a serious offense.
So, how much trouble am I looking at here?
9-1-1, what's your emergency.
Miss Grace, is that you?
Uh, it's me, Linus. Are you okay?
Please, you have to help me.
I'm in so much trouble. It's all burned.
- What's all burned? - Mac and cheese.
I thought I did everything just like my mom.
But then the oven started smoking.
- Okay. Is anything on fire? - No, just smoke. But it's all gone now.
- I turned it off. - Okay. Well, that's good.
But you shouldn't be using the oven on your own.
- Did you burn yourself? - No, just the casserole dish.
You have to help me clean this dish.
It was my great-grandma's.
My mom's gonna kill me if she wakes up and sees this.
Linus, don't you have school today?
Mom has a headache so she said I could
stay home and watch Star Wars.
- She's taking a nap. - Mm-hmm.
And does your mom take a lot of naps during the day?
Lately, I guess.
When she gets her headaches.
Linus, are you on the phone?
Who are you talking to?
Uh, 9-1-1.
Why are you calling 9-1-1?
I burned your dish. I didn't know how to clean it.
That is not something you call 9-1-1 for.
You only call 9-1-1 in emergen-shees.
Darn it, Linus, they can arrest you for that.
- Give me the phone. Hello? - Mrs. McKinley.
Hi. This is, uh, Grace Ryder
from Austin Emergency Services.
Don't worry. I can assure you nobody is getting arrested today.
I'm so sorry. My "fun" knows better.
He won't trouble you anymore.
No, that's okay. He's no trouble at all.
You have a good one, okay?
She was asking me so many questions I couldn't keep up.
I mean, I don't know if I said the right answer.
I mean, God, I hope I didn't say the wrong one.
You told the truth, and that's all you can do.
I just hope I didn't get Cap in more trouble than he's already in.
- Cap's not in trouble. - He ain't?
Uh, yeah, no, um, nothing.
He's-he's clear.
- Oh! - Told you.
Thank God.
Well, then, who got in trouble?
- Oh, no. - Aw, man.
- Wait, you? - Marjan!
- Marj. - Remember that lady
that we had to pull out of the runaway house?
Yeah, of course.
You remember the moment where I called her crazy?
- Yeah, on the radio. - I guess that triggered her.
What? That's crazy!
I mean, ridiculous. That's ridiculous.
So what are we, uh, what are we lookin' at punishment-wise?
She said they like to keep their options elastic
until the IR board has reviewed all the facts.
So, um, could be a slap on the wrist or could be worse.
I mean, look, in hindsight, I had no clinical evidence to call her that.
- So, yeah, maybe that was wrong. - Marj...
I guess it only makes sense that this could ruin
everything I've ever worked for in my career.
Like, if I wanted to be more technically accurate,
I probably should have called her a blubbering fool
or a suicidal moron or an inbred.
- I just... - Marwani.
Put a clamp on it.
Rest of you, you're officially back on shift.
So get your heads right.
A word, please?
Look, I think you need to be very careful
about what you're saying right now.
I just don't want you to dig yourself any deeper.
What, I'm not allowed to vent?
I just got a HR sucker punch.
It's not like the crew are gonna turn me in.
No, no, I'm not worried about them.
I'm just saying, I think you need to assume
that there are ears everywhere.
Look, I've been in your exact same place.
I know what you're going through.
I've been in the crosshairs of HR over something stupid.
Okay, well, that wasn't my exact position
because I called the lady a mean name,
and you knocked out the deputy fire chief.
Hm, let's not split hairs. He wasn't the deputy fire chief when I hit him.
He was the deputy fire chief elect.
Ah, right. And I am the one splitting hairs.
It's hard to have the sword of Damocles over your head,
but the good news
is that they wanna see us at headquarters today.
Today? H-how is that good news?
Because it means they're not gonna draw this process out.
This is usually the last step.
Oh, my God, I just wanna crawl into a hole and hide.
Why do you think I ran for the hills?
I'm just sayin'. I got your back on this.
Public assist. Public assist.
I need you to stand down on this one.
You're benching me? You're... Uh...
How is that having my back?
I don't want anybody in the field whose head's in the rinse cycle.
Not good for anyone.
Have a chai. Relax.
Dress uniform. Five o'clock.
Can I help you?
Oh, hi.
Uh, is Captain Strand around?
No, he's not.
This is his firehouse, though, right?
Yeah, but he's out with his team on a call right now.
They left you behind?
Is there something I can help you with?
You're Firefox, right?
Uh, yeah.
Oh. I'm-I'm a big fan.
I started following you on Instagram
after the attack in the state capitol last year.
That was you guys, right, the, uh, the 126?
Well, not just us, but we were there, yeah.
Y'all always seem to get the big ones, huh?
Judging by your Instagram.
Uh, you know, life downtown. Never a dull moment.
Well, maybe sometimes a dull moment, eh?
Must be pretty rewarding, huh?
Doing work that actually matters.
Helping people.
Yeah, it's not always an action movie, though.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
I'm a veteran. Army.
Thank you for your service.
That's why I'm here, actually, uh, to continue being of service.
Is there, like, uh, an application I can fill out or something?
Uh, we don't really have applications,
but I can, I can get you an interest card
- if you just hang back for a sec. - That'll be great. Thank you.
Yeah.
This, uh, this has all the websites on it.
It should help get you started.
Will do. Thank you. Appreciate it.
No worries.
Is there something else I can help you with?
No. Thank you.
Alright. Good luck.
Maybe see you out there on the field one day.
Oh, yeah, yeah. You just might, huh?
Hey, Sara. How's it going?
Hmm, city planner's killing me.
He wants the new budget by Friday.
And, no, we don't have room for pizza parties.
Hmm. Well, you know, this room is called
- the break room for a reason. - And yet you brought your laptop.
I did. Um...
There was something I want to talk to you about, actually.
- Mm-hmm. - Linus McKinley.
You know the boy who called about his math homework?
- Mm-hmm. - Well, he called again.
- What, he have a history quiz? - No.
He burned some macaroni in his great-grandmother's dish.
It was in the middle of a school day, though,
and his mom was asleep in the next room.
I see.
So what do you think?
Listen.
9-1-1? Why are you calling 9-1-1?
I burned your dish. I didn't know how to clean it.
That is not something you call 9-1-1 for.
You only call 9-1-1 in emergen-shees.
Darn it, Linus, they can arrest you for that.
Give me the phone. Hello?
Mrs. McKinley. Hi.
This is, uh, Grace Ryder from Austin Emergency Services.
Don't worry. I can assure you nobody is getting arrested today.
I'm so sorry. My "fun" knows better.
He won't trouble you...
Did you hear that? She said, "My 'fun' knows better."
Could've been a slip of the tongue.
Hmm. I think she's slurring her words here.
And I pulled her file.
She got a DWI six years ago.
Was the kid in the car with her?
No, this was after the divorce.
So according to her statement to law enforcement,
she, um, said he was at his father's.
What do you suggest we do?
I think we send a cruiser to the house.
Maybe just for a wellness check.
You could do that.
Is there any reason I wouldn't?
You may well be right. You usually are.
But if you're wrong and you send a cop to that house,
if they find so much as a pointy object outta place...
They'll call child services.
And once they're involved, you're opening a Pandora's box.
This is your call to make, Grace.
You have my full support.
Whatever you decide.
- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.
Why do I feel like I'm going to my own funeral?
Just breathe, Marwani, you'll be fine.
They're totally gonna suspend me, aren't they?
Look, in my experience with these things,
it's best to just agree to whatever they say and move on.
Hmm, that's funny. I remember you doing the exact opposite last year.
Yeah, I learned my lesson, and so should you.
- Oh, and also, don't do that. - Do what?
The thing where you point out the actual facts.
- They... they hate that. - That is not a thing I do.
Yeah, it is, more than you think.
Okay, well, even if I occasionally do it,
which I dispute, it's only when I'm right.
They don't care who's right.
So, whatever they do, whatever they say,
whatever buttons they push,
you need to resist the urge to say something snarky,
which we both know for you is a potential growth area.
Is it, though?
So, j-just lock it up.
Locking it up, Cap.
They're ready for you.
"They're" ready for us?
Hmm.
Just be strong, Lila. I'm right here.
Captain Strand. Firefighter Marwani.
You remember Mitch and Lila Geralds?
Yeah, um, I thought you two were divorced.
Oh, we've decided to reconcile.
If any good has come from the distress my wife has endured,
it's that we're back together.
Oh, well, that's good.
Which is why we're not interested in destroying your life.
The Geralds feel like we can get this all resolved right here.
How is he not in jail? How's he not in jail?
- Uh, Captain Strand. - No, he kidnapped his wife,
he illegally secured a home,
and drove it down two freeways
without yielding to law enforcement,
putting his wife, the public, and my team at risk.
- How is he sitting in this room? - They gave me a fine.
They gave you a fine. Not even traffic school?
Oh, Captain Strand, that's not why we're here, so.
That... that's right. The reason we're here
is because of my inappropriate language.
It was unprofessional and unacceptable.
My job was to protect you,
not insult you, Mrs. Geralds.
What I said, calling you a crazy lady,
it was out of line and it was messed up.
And hurtful.
And probably a little sexist.
That certainly wasn't my intent.
But I am so ashamed I said it.
I'm sorry. Truly, Mrs. Geralds.
That was beautiful.
Wasn't that beautiful?
- Very heartfelt. - I could feel the sincerity.
- It's real. - Good.
You should do it just like that.
Do what?
What you just did. Apologize.
I just did.
Uh, the Geralds would like you
to publicly post your apology on social media.
We understand you have five million followers?
- Uh, Firefox, right? - 5.2 million.
You wanna publicly shame her?
- She saved your life. - I don't see where the shame is.
Unless she didn't mean it.
- I meant it. - Great. So just do it like that.
And, uh, make sure to tag our GoFundMe.
Your GoFundMe. For-for what?
We lost our house in this tragedy.
We're homeless now.
Yes, because this maniac drove your house into an overpass.
Yeah, I feel like you kinda herded me into that.
- I herded you? You were herded? - Cap.
- Yeah.
Look, um, I don't really have a problem
making this apology public, if that's what you want.
I'm just, I'm-I'm not sure I feel comfortable
soliciting money from my followers.
That's up to you. But if we're not a charity,
we'll probably have to end up being plaintiffs.
We sure would like this to be over.
But it doesn't have to be.
We're just simple folks with simple dreams.
Of love, family, and a roof over our heads.
But due to the reckless actions of law enforcement
and the fire department, we lost everything.
All we're asking for here
- is $750,000... - I don't know, you guys,
I-I don't think I can get behind this.
Well, look, Marj, you don't have to get behind it, okay?
- You just have to tag it. - It's true.
I mean, one click and it's done.
Tagging it is as good as endorsing
everything they're saying, and it's just, it's too gross, I think...
I think I need to take a stand.
Hell, yeah, dude. Good for you.
Uh, no, not good for you.
And, Nancy, please do not encourage her.
She refuses to do this, and she's facing suspension or worse.
You can't expect me to hold my nose and sign off
- on something that I don't believe in. - Oh really?
Because that is exactly what you asked Cap to do last year,
when you drove out to him in the middle of a blizzard.
Yeah, that's right. I mean, you shamed him pretty good
into signing that apology letter for punching Billy.
I mean, he signed it and he wasn't even sorry.
That's the whole point. I am sorry.
If this was a pure, untainted apology,
I would do it in a heartbeat.
Look, Marj, I get it.
It sucks.
But we need you in the 126.
Hell, all of Austin needs you in the 126.
Not as much as people need Firefox.
You know, most of my followers are young people.
They look up to me.
Do you have any idea how often they stop me in the street
just to say thank you for being who I am?
And if they watch me sign off on a lie,
what kind of example does that set for them?
Yeah, but is it really better than watching you get fired?
Honestly? I...
I don't know.
Can you believe Marjan got in trouble
for callin' a crazy lady crazy?
Hmm. That's a shame.
I would shudder to think about what they would've done to me
and Garrity for half the stuff we said to each other back in the day.
Hmm. Yeah, no doubt about it.
- No doubt about what? - Huh?
Huh?
Oh, um, about what you were saying just now.
Which was what, darling?
Oh, you were decrying the state
of PC culture run amok and whatnot.
And "whatnot."
I didn't hear what you said.
So maybe somebody else's gears are grinding a little bit.
I mean, you've been drying that same plate
for quite a spell now, Gracie.
- Hmm. - What's going on?
- Well, there's this boy. - Mm-hmm.
Sweet little boy.
He keeps calling in to 9-1-1,
uh, for little stuff.
Help with his math homework and-and cleaning the dishes.
- Hell, I should've thought of that. - Stop it.
I really think somethin' might be going on at home.
Like somethin' bad, but if I'm wrong
and I send a cop over there,
then they could take that boy from his mom.
- Scary. - Yeah.
It is scary, but it's not as scary as me being right
and then not doing anything.
And the not knowing is...
- That's what's bothering me. - Well, it sounds like you need to find out.
You know, it does. It does sound like that.
Thank you so much, my sweet husband.
How do you suggest I go about doing that?
I imagine you have this boy's address, yes?
- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm. Okay.
So why don't you go knock on the door, find out for yourself?
And if you're wrong, there's no harm, no foul.
- Oh, you mean now? - Mm-hmm.
Well, what about Charlie? It's past her bedtime.
Well, she sleeps better in the car anyway.
Come on, mama.
Let's go.
Have I officially gone off the deep end doing this?
Sweetheart, you are the best in the world at what you do.
If ain't nothing goin' on, then no big deal.
Okay.
I appreciate you saying that. I needed to hear it.
- Alright, let's go. - Oh, uh, no, not you.
- Y'all stay here, okay? I'll be back. - Wait, what?
The last thing this boy needs
is a big, scary man showing up on his porch.
- I'm a big, scary man? - You are a little scary, Judd.
- Oh. - Just a little bit.
Stay here, okay? I'll be back.
You think I'm scary? Hmm?
Is somebody out there?
Yeah. Hey, Linus. Um, it's Grace from 9-1-1.
Miss Grace!
- Hi. - You're so pretty.
I thought you'd be old.
Linus, where are you, baby?
- I'm at the door, Mom. - You should be "blushing" your teeth.
- Mom! - Ma'am?
- Ma'am, this is Grace Ryder from Austin Emergency. - Mom!
Ma'am, is it okay if I come in the house?
Please, you have to help her!
Draw four, Mama.
Oh, that's cold.
You know what? You guys are little,
little crazy-eights assassins, is what you are.
Oh.
Saved by the bell.
Hey, Gracie.
Hey, did you teach my girls how to card shark
the last time you were here?
Tommy, I need your help.
Are you okay?
Listen, I'm with a woman. She's a 30-something female.
She was stumbling and she was slurring her words.
And she's unconscious now. Sharon?
- Sharon, I need you to wake up. - Gracie, where are you?
I'm in her house. It's a single-family residence in Crestview.
- Why aren't you calling 9-1-1? - I did, but they're 12 minutes out.
You said that... that she was disoriented
and slurring her words. Could it be an OD?
No. Her son said she was clean and sober.
I don't see any alcohol or paraphernalia around.
What else do you know about her medical history?
I don't know anything. She's a stranger.
I know she's been have headaches.
- Sharon, I need you to wake up. - Okay, Gracie.
Gracie, I need you to stay with me, okay?
Tell me about her pupillary response.
- Her pupillary response? - Yes. Are they contracting or dilating?
T, she's unconscious. I told you.
Okay. You-you can still do it. It's no big deal.
It's not a big deal for you because you're a paramedic.
I'm a dispatcher, and I don't know what I'm doing.
- So I need you to walk me through it. - Gracie,
I need you to take a deep breath.
Okay? I am right here with you.
Is she still breathing?
Yeah, she's breathing.
Now, I-I need you to take your phone
and turn on the flashlight function.
- Alright, it's on. - Okay, good.
Take your fingers, lift each one of her eyelids.
Shine the light. Tell me what her pupils are doing.
Alright, her right eye contracted normally.
Alright, the left?
No, it's not contracting.
Okay, Gracie, she's having a stroke.
- Oh, God. - It's okay. You got this.
- Can you get her into the car? - I can. Judd is here.
But shouldn't we wait for the ambulance?
It's faster if y'all take her there yourselves.
With a stroke, time is brain.
Gracie.
Can you do this?
Yeah. Yeah. We're on our way.
Grace, y'all get in the backseat, I'm gonna lock her up in front.
Okay.
Linus, come on, baby. You're with me.
Alright, let's go.
Hey, Linus.
- Do you like candy bars? - Yeah.
Yeah? What's your favorite kind?
I like all of them, except the kind with coconut.
Me, too. I hate the ones with coconut.
When I came in here, I seen a vending machine
that looked like it had candy bars about the size of your arm.
Wanna see if we go rustle one up?
Does that sound like something you wanna do?
Let's go. Y'all want anything?
Mm-mmm. I'm okay, babe.
How are you holding up?
Ask me when his mama is out of surgery.
Before you got here, the doctor said that all the headaches
that she'd been having up until now
were probably mini strokes...
- Oh. - just leading up to the main event.
It's a good thing you were there tonight.
It's a good thing you were there tonight, Tommy, when I called you.
Anytime.
I'm sorry...
that I bit your head off tonight.
You did not bite my head off.
No. Well, okay.
Yes, just, but... you... Just-just a little nibble.
That's all.
It's just, it's so different...
being on the other side of the call
when I got my headset in, and I just...
I'm in front of the screen, at least...
I-I feel some sense of...
- Control. - Yeah.
But when it's just all there in front of you,
- you feel completely... - Out of control.
I don't know how you do it.
You know this,
I never walk into a situation blind either.
I have a great dispatcher who is prepping me
on what I'm up against.
Either way, I really do appreciate you.
Anytime.
And always.
- So, listen. - Hmm?
Are you gonna tell me what the hell
- you were doing at that woman's house? - Oh, God.
I'm gonna tell you tomorrow, okay?
I promise. I promise.
I'm looking for Grace Ryder.
Is his mom gonna be okay?
We were able to remove the clot and repair the artery.
What about brain damage?
We were able to restore blood flow
before there was any permanent tissue destruction.
I'm confident she'll make a full recovery.
- Thank God. - She's very lucky
you got her here in the golden hour.
If it had been 20 minutes later,
it would have been a different story.
We're moving her to recovery now.
Her son should be able to see her in a few hours.
Thank you, Doc.
How about that?
Hardwood's all original, exposed brick.
And just a stumble and a bumble from 6th Street.
It's nice.
It'll be a lot better than nice when the reno is done.
You won't find anything like it for $4,800.
Not with its own parking space.
You married, Mr. Smith?
Yeah.
Any kids?
Yeah, I have a son.
He's six.
Oh. I apologize.
Would you excuse me?
Hello? Yes. Mm-hmm.
Full disclosure, I'm showing it now.
But if it's still available, I can do 9:15.
Okay. See you then.
So what do you say?
Should I cancel my 9:15?
It's tempting, but I think $4,800 is a little too rich for my blood.
- But I appreciate your time. - Uh, no worries.
Um, I'll show you out.
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
My whole building's on fire.
- Help! - Alright, Judd.
You swing the ladder up to the building.
Marwani, Strickland, you're going up.
Everybody else, put a supply line.
Hey, y'all be quick on your toes, too.
This looks like it's gonna flashover any minute.
Cap, that is one hungry beast.
- Yeah, a little too hungry. - Yep.
Help! We need help over here!
Is there anyone else up there?
My neighbor, Blake. We can't get out!
Stay where you are. Stay where you are.
Engine 126, I have a caller on the line
reporting additional flames on the south end of the structure.
We have closures going up
at South Avenue and 1st Street.
126, be advised backup units are en route.
EMS 150, tracking four minutes out.
Ma'am!
We're back here!
- Blake, we have to go. - No, I can't.
He won't let go, he's too scared.
Okay. Ma'am, ma'am.
Why don't you come with me, okay?
I'll get you to the ladder, and our friend
will take you the rest of the way down. Alright?
Sir!
- I need you to come with me, okay? - No, no, I can't.
The whole building's about to go.
We have to evacuate now.
No, don't... No! Don't touch me.
Sir, I am ordering you to let go and come with me.
I can't. I can't do heights. I'd rather die.
Marwani, do you copy?
- Copy, Cap. - What the hell's going on up there?
The whole place is about flashover.
It's just that the occupant's being a little...
Um, the occupant has very strong reservations about leaving.
Reservations? Have him get the hell outta there!
Sir, look, I know you're afraid,
but I... I-I need you to be
- reasonable with me, please. - No, just leave me.
Hey, you. We ain't waitin'!
Ooh!
Marjan, grab him. Let's go.
Marj, we gotta go now.
Well, unless you guys have any questions,
I think that about sums it up.
I'll see you guys back at the office, okay?
I'm gonna stick around, type up my notes.
Miss Fulton. You got a minute?
Uh, that's a bit presumptuous.
Well, look, um, I apologize for the drop-in,
- but I really feel like this can't wait. - I meant that you called me Miss.
How do you know it's not Missus?
Well, you wear a ring on your right ring finger,
but your left pointer, and, um, and another one on your right thumb,
but there's no metal where the wedding band goes.
Are you able to look through solid objects, firefighter?
No. I noticed in our first interview.
- I notice things. - Huh.
Must come in handy in the field.
Yeah, from time to time.
Hey, did you go to Bishop Cross in Round Rock?
No.
Texas A&M, maybe?
No.
God, it's killing me. I know I know you from somewhere.
I bet I know what it is. Fox 11 did a segment on me last year,
after the blizzard.
I saved a local girl, got trapped in the gym,
and the morning guy said I was the, uh,
"Hero on Fire and Ice." Which is kinda dumb, but, uh...
Yeah, that's not it.
Okay. I'd love to stay in here
and throw darts at the wall all day, but...
But you wanna talk about your friend Marwani.
My best friend.
Look, I'm sorry, but I'm not at liberty
to discuss an investigation of an ongoing complaint.
I don't wanna discuss that complaint.
- I'm here to file a new one. - Oh?
Yeah. What the department is asking of Marjan...
demanding...
it's not an apology. It's extortion.
I think that's a slight exaggeration.
No, it is a money grab, pure and simple.
Marwani is the best firefighter I have ever served with.
Going back to my probie days in Chicago.
And I can see by the look in your eye
that you know that this is some bull.
Well, you are observant, firefighter. I will give you that.
I'm begging you.
Please. Do the right thing and stop this.
Alright, I'm gonna put my tablet down on the table here
while I check my phone.
And, um,
there's no telling what such an observant fellow
like yourself might observe.
- What is this? - I'm sorry.
I am not at liberty to discuss the confidential email
that I wrote to the AFD this morning.
"Firefighter Marwani represents every ideal the AFD stands for.
"It is my recommendation that the department
deem her previous apology sufficient
and close the matter without further reprimand."
Wait. You wrote this?
This is amazing.
I wouldn't get too excited.
My phone rang about five minutes after I hit send.
The chief said they have no interest in a lawsuit with the Geralds.
So Marwani does the public mea culpa and tags the site
or they throw her to the wolves.
- Oh. - Yeah. I'm truly sorry.
Well, I, um...
I appreciate you going to bat for her.
Please wish her luck, whatever she decides.
I got it.
Were you in Mrs. Templeton's sixth grade class?
Hidden Oaks.
Yeah.
- I knew I recognized you. - Wait a minute, you were there?
In Chicago?
That's funny, 'cause I-I don't remember an Asha.
It's my middle name. Do you remember a Jasmine?
Who moved in seventh grade.
To Texas, where I started going by Asha.
Went through a little identity thing as a tween.
Yeah, I get that.
But, wait, how-how the heck did you recognize me?
Please. A smile like that, you don't forget.
You haven't changed a bit.
Huh.
Hey, Firefox here.
You guys know I've always been about
making people feel seen, heard, and safe.
Well, recently I let you guys down.
I screwed up.
In the heat of a dangerous situation,
I called a woman crazy.
Her name is Lila Geralds,
and she deserved so much better than that.
So for that, Lila, I'm sorry.
I should never have called you crazy.
I should have called you a greedy opportunist.
- Hmm. Nope. - With the full blessing of the AFD,
Lila and her husband tried to coerce me
to cash in on you guys.
I can't work for a place
that forces me to compromise my integrity.
That makes me feel unsafe for being who I am.
And if I don't feel safe, there is no way
of keeping you safe when I am sent to save you.
So, effective immediately,
I hereby am resigning from the AFD.
Nope. You cannot post that.
I already did.
Marwani, you can't unring that bell.
I don't wanna unring it, Cap.
For the first time, I froze up in the field.
Not because I was afraid of the danger,
but because I was afraid of doing it wrong.
The people in those tribunals, in their conference rooms,
they will never understand what we do here.
- So you can't let them get to you. - That's the problem.
They've already gotten to me.
Cap, you have to understand,
I would gladly walk into fire for you,
but I can't do it on eggshells.
Well, obviously you have to do what you think is right.
But I am so mad at you right now, Marwani.
I'm sorry you feel that way.
- And I think you're crazy. - Hey.
But more than anything...
I'm so proud of you.
I understand if you wanna think about it.
Yeah, it's a work of art,
but it's also not exactly fuel-efficient
and the, uh, throttle sticks a little.
I already bought the helmet and this cool jacket.
It is a sick jacket.
Alright, then, you better treat her well.
She's very important to me.
I will, Cap.
I was talking to the bike.
Don't make me cry, Cap.
As long as I'm here, your spot'll be safe.
- Captain Vega. - Tommy.
And this isn't goodbye.
All who wander are not lost.
Me and Gracie will be praying for you.
- I'll be praying for you, too. - Yeah.
TK.
I promise no matter what happens,
I will be back for the wedding.
You better, 'cause Carlos will hunt you down.
Hey, and I want you to check in every day
about where you're going and where you're staying.
Would you stop being such a dad?
But, seriously, you get drowsy, you pull off the road.
- You understand? - I will.
- I love you, Marj. - Love you too, buddy.
Alright.
Peace.
Talk about riding into the sunset.
Just when I thought she couldn't be any more badass.
That's Marjan for you.
Maybe I need to buy another bike.
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