[dramatic music]
♪
- Who else has seen these? - Nobody.
Uh, well, Carina.
- I need every name. Who else?
- That's it. Just us and Carina.
- She brought them to me,
and we agreed to bring them to you, so--
so you could get ahead of it.
- Get ahead of it.
- Yeah, keep them from coming out.
Deny it's you, deny it's him.
Say they're from when you knew each other years ago.
We--we can think of something, but we have to fix this.
- This isn't your problem, Herrera.
- We--
The department can't afford to lose you, Chief.
I've been around FD my entire life,
and I never thought I'd see a woman in charge,
much less a woman of color who kicks ass.
I can't afford to lose you.
- Well, this is the smoking gun you've been waiting for.
Why aren't you using it?
What other angle are you playing here?
- No angle. Last time I tried playing an angle,
it nearly destroyed my life.
I understand why it'd be hard to trust me--
- Look, she came to me because she was trying
to do the right thing.
- Well, I thank you both.
You should be getting to shift.
- I'm actually taking a personal day today.
- Noted. I will take this from here.
And, lieutenants...
I would rather be the one to tell him.
♪
Herrera.
- Yes, Chief.
♪
- I know you want to tear him a new one for lying to you.
- I do. But I gave her my word.
- [sighs] SOS received.
- Oh, hero.
Did you buy out the whole store?
- Well, eggs are not cheap, and they were on sale, so...
Have you talked to Eli?
- No, uh, but he's working for Robel now,
and I promised to volunteer on the campaign.
So he's going to have to talk to me eventually.
Have you? - No.
- Do you want to talk to Eli? - No, no, no.
I was just curious. - Okay.
- I mean, do you want to talk to Eli,
like, outside of campaign stuff?
Because if you did, that would be totally fine.
- No, no, no.
But you could, too, if you wanted to or whatever.
- We're doing the right thing, right?
Like, prioritizing us? - Yeah. Yeah.
Hos over bros. [chuckles]
Not that we're hos. That's--that's what people say.
- That's not what people say.
- No, I think they do, you know--
- Gibson! [chuckles] How's your head?
- Doctor cleared me, so I'm all good.
Oh, I love your French toast.
- I bet you say that to all the boys.
- [laughs] I could eat breakfast for every meal.
I mean, pancakes, eggs-- it's, like, variety,
options, choices.
- Yeah, when I was captain at 54,
Thursdays were always pancake night--no exception.
We should do that.
- Well, as acting captain, you could implement
a routine like that while Beckett's gone.
[alarm rings]
- Engine 19... - Turn it off.
- Ladder 19, Aid Car 19
requested at 2618 Prescott Street.
- You just had to say Beckett, didn't you?
- Natasha Ross.
- What is this?
- Wow. I didn't think Bishop would go soft on me.
- You had me followed like some kind of pervert?
This is a violation of privacy.
- Ooh, the horror.
Come on, all's fair in love and politics,
and you made it political
when you turned the city and FD against me.
- What do you want?
- Honestly, humiliating you would have been enough.
But now that Montgomery is out of the race for mayor...
- You want my endorsement. - And those photos get buried.
- And if I'd rather endorse Osman?
- I don't think the firefighters' union
would approve of the chief promoting the grunt
she's sleeping with, do you?
Once they see those pictures, they'll turn against you.
And no chief in the history of the department
has ever survived losing the support of the union.
- If I back you and you win,
how can I be sure you won't fire me
as soon as you take office?
Only the mayor has that power.
♪
- Well, you just have to take my word for it.
Tell you what--think about it.
You got until the end of the day,
then I've got a date with the union.
♪
You can hold on to those. I've got copies.
♪
[sirens wailing, horn blaring]
- I heard you're looking to move because of the doxxing.
- Temporarily, yeah.
- Man, I didn't know it got that bad.
- Yeah, we never should have pulled that stunt
at the fake abortion clinic.
- No, no, they were-- they were tricking women
and spreading lies.
[horn blaring, sirens continue wailing]
You know, my dad cried the night before my first day
at the academy.
That first year, he would call me after every shift.
He would even show up randomly and check my equipment...
- [chuckles] - I mean, to the point
where I had to yell at him several times to stop
until he finally did.
- Look, if you're working your way up to telling me
that I shouldn't worry about Pru--
- Oh, no. That's impossible.
You're going to worry about her
and the boys and Dr. Bailey.
What I'm saying is, in the end...
it was my dad, not me,
that took a risk that cost him his life.
- Yeah, to save you.
- Yeah, it doesn't make it hurt any less.
You can't avoid the crazies.
And Bailey is--
Bailey's gonna Bailey.
But you--you can keep yourself safe so--
so you can be there for them.
[sirens continue wailing]
[indistinct chatter]
- Okay, everyone, SCBAs on.
We've got a working fire in a two-story residential.
Hughes, you're medical.
Herrera, Warren, Montgomery, ventilate that roof.
Larsson, Wiggins, evacuate the structure.
Sullivan, Gibson, fire attack on A side.
Let's move!
Is everybody out? [person coughing]
- Here, here, here.
Come on. - There's more boys inside.
- Okay, come on. Wait, how many? How many?
- I don't know. I think ten or so.
19 of us live here if you count me.
You got to get them out! - What?
Oh, crap. Okay.
- What are you waiting for? Get in there and save my guys.
- I need to get you away from the house.
What's your name? Hey, what's your name?
- June Hardy. I'm the house manager.
This is a sober-living house.
All the boys here are clean and sober.
Me too, 30 years. - Okay, well, I'm Vic.
And, uh, we need to get you over there to treat you, okay?
- No, no. - First--
- I'm fine! How can I help?
- Okay.
We're going to get you over to Captain Ruiz,
and you can tell him exactly how many guys
are unaccounted for, all right?
[fire crackling]
♪
- Looks like a bad renovation.
♪
- First floor is fully involved.
And the house is like a maze, just rooms divided into rooms.
- Copy. Sending another line.
- [groaning]
♪
I've seen houses like this before.
This fire is going to run right through these cheap walls.
♪
- [sighs]
♪
[line trilling]
- You've reached Robert Sullivan.
Please leave a-- [line beeps]
♪
- [sighs]
♪
- Dispatch, this is Chief Ross.
Can you give me a 20 on Company 19?
- Full Company 19 is at 2618 Prescott Street.
- Copy.
[sighs]
♪
[indistinct chatter]
[indistinct announcement over PA]
[door opens] - Hi.
Okay, I have the whole day planned.
First, rage room, you know, like we talked about,
followed by a nice picnic in Discovery Park.
And for tonight, a reservation at the Pink Door.
What? - N--
- It's your favorite.
- I love how excited you are
and how much thought you've put into our second first date.
- Uh, but? - [sighs]
I-I thought it was going to be a slow night,
but babies wait for nobody, and now I'm exhausted.
- Okay, you know, I want this day
to be whatever you want it to be,
so I can just drop you off at your hotel,
and you can get some sleep if you want.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I just--you know, I want to put my feet up
and--and have a drink.
What about Joe's bar? - Joe's?
- Ah.
[indistinct chatter]
♪
- Path is solid.
- All right, we'll follow your lead.
[thunder rumbles]
♪
Gibson said this place is a maze.
We need to cut vent holes on both sides of the ridge.
- Copy.
[creaks]
- Hey, the roof over here is--
Ugh! Ugh!
- Warren!
♪
- Warren! Warren!
- [over radio] Herrera, what the hell just happened?
[dramatic music]
♪
- [grunting]
♪
Emergency traffic!
Oh, come on.
Herrera!
♪
[device beeps, alarm ringing]
♪
[groaning]
♪
- Warren!
[breathing heavily] There's still nothing.
- Be careful, Herrera. - I'm fine!
- We don't need to lose you, too.
- No one has been lost, Montgomery.
- Larsson, Wiggins, you're rapid intervention.
Go find Warren. - Hey.
Hey, hey, listen, I need to speak to you.
- Herrera, Montgomery, I need you to get off the roof
the minute you finish ventilating--copy?
- Sir, I-- - One second, ma'am.
- Yes, but W-Warren--
- Herrera, we're going to get him out, okay?
- Copy, Captain.
- Hey!
Hey, you're gonna listen to me,
and you're gonna listen to me right now!
- I'm sorry. You said 19 people live here?
All right, this is a four-bedroom house.
- Well, that is not my fault.
We had to divide each bedroom into three smaller ones.
Some of the boys double up, but they share.
- Well, that's not up to code. - Like I said, I didn't do it.
I just work here.
I'm maid, cook, mother, counselor, good cop, bad cop.
- All right, well, your improvised rooms
have created a firetrap.
- I am giving addicts a roof over their head
while they focus on their recovery!
It's tough enough to stay clean,
but to do it on the streets?
And if we don't make room for them here,
that's where they'll be.
Now, are you going to keep giving me a hard time,
or are you going to go get my boys?
- All right, we're doing everything we can, okay?
Please tell me, who's still missing?
- Taylor, uh, Milo, and--and Chuy.
- Taylor, Milo, Chuy. Okay.
- Chuy? Chuy?
- And the third baby had stalled labor,
so I made the mom do squats.
And I was about to start her on Pitocin--
- A third baby? Her poor vagina.
- I know.
Thankfully, they're all okay.
But when I start my own practice,
I'll do a more even split
between pregnant and non-pregnant patients--
- You want to open your own practice one day?
- Oh, absolutely. - I did not know that.
- Yeah, that way, I can make my own schedule
and have more flexibility for kids--
um, our kids...
one day, hopefully--
maybe, b-but not right now.
Uh, I--
It's not like you to take a day off.
What's the catch?
Are you benched again and not telling me?
- No. I have a lot of personal days,
and after mine and Andy's meeting
with Chief Ross this morning,
I'm actually grateful that I'm not at work today,
because, you know, Chief Ross hates me,
and she has every right to.
But, you know, it's tough.
Anyway, let's get a drink. - Yeah.
- You know this is the first place we met, right?
- Yes, but the first time I saw you was
when you brought in the nose. - I was there.
Very cool.
It's nice to see you two in here.
What can I get you?
- Uh, I'll take a Bloody Mary, and she'll have a white wine.
- A Bloody Mary? I thought you hated tomatoes.
- It's a new thing, okay? They're growing on me.
- Oh, God, it's them. - "Them"?
- How are they still going?
Yeah, there was a big bachelorette group
in here last night, bar hopping.
12 tributes entered, and it looks
like only 3 still stand.
Pray for me.
[pop music playing]
- Uh, hi.
My girlfriends and I--
See the one in the white who's about to get married?
We were wondering if you'd come dance with us.
- That's okay. Thank you, though.
- Look, she's kind of bummed out
because the other ladies left.
She keeps saying three people are not a party.
We just need bodies.
So can you pretty ladies just come give us
a half-baked shoulder shimmy?
- Sorry, no, no. - Yeah.
- I think I should... - While we're young.
- Shoulder shimmy. - While we're young.
- Wha-- - Yeah.
[people cheering]
- Yes, yes, yes!
You're not getting out of this!
- Oh, me? - Yes!
- I'm so tired. - No, come on, please.
It's my wedding. - Okay, okay, okay.
[all screaming, laughing]
♪
- [breathing heavily]
- Hey! I got him.
Sir! Sir!
We found one civilian on the first floor,
B-side hallway. - Copy.
Sending Klyne and Cutler to you now.
- Copy.
[dramatic music]
Sir!
♪
Hey, we're gonna get you out of here, okay?
- What's his status? - He's barely got a pulse.
Get him out, kay?
The fire is about to burst through that wall any second.
- Got it.
- Stay close to the hose line, so you don't get lost in here.
[alarm ringing]
♪
- [coughing, gasping] Oh, thank God! Help us!
- Come on, we got to go. We got to go.
- My knee, my knee, my knee! - He can't walk on it.
He can't walk on it. - Ah! I just had surgery.
- We tried to find his crutches, but it was too dark.
[coughs] And we tried to find our way out,
but the smoke is so thick.
[coughs] We just kept getting turned around.
[coughing] - Okay.
First thing we need to do is get you down on the ground.
- [coughing]
What if we-- what if we can't get out?
Are we going to die in here?
- Milo, you still got to call your mom, go to Montana.
You got to make your amends.
This is not it, you hear me?
- We have to keep moving, all right?
Now, can you move on your own? - No, no, no, it's pretty bad.
[groans] - It's okay,
because Milo and I are going to get you out of here.
Milo, come on. Get under his arm.
- [groaning]
[indistinct shouting]
- Let's go.
- 14 and 37. - Thank you so much, gentlemen.
- Chief Ross.
It's nice to see you. What--what brings you here?
- I apologize for dropping in unannounced,
but this is urgent.
Michael Dixon is planning to unleash a scandal
to embarrass the department and the union.
- Well, you did kind of make an enemy of him
at that press conference.
- What--what kind of scandal?
- He plans to accuse me of being romantically involved
with a firefighter that I promoted.
♪
- Is that true?
- Yes.
I am in a relationship
with Lieutenant Robert Sullivan of Station 19.
♪
- Time for shots! - Oh, I can't have another sip.
- Weak!
- We are literally going on, like, hour 17.
- You okay? - Help.
- Okay, I think that maybe we should call it.
- No, another round! - No, you're cut off.
- [mockingly] No, you are cut off.
Ugh! Okay, well, what she doesn't know is not gonna--
- No, no! Not a good idea.
- No. - Let's get water.
- Oh, water? - Water.
- Yeah. - Yes, water.
- Water, water. - You're being a B-word.
- Picture it. - Yeah?
- I'm sitting at home, taking care of two kids
while my husband is in Las Vegas
doing God knows what with God knows who.
I'm just saying, the slot machines wasn't the only place
he was getting lucky.
Fry? - No, thank you.
[whispering] Uh, I think we should go.
- Yeah, I thought you'd never ask.
Uh, it was so nice meeting everyone.
Um, we're going to head out. - Bye.
- Wait, wait, wait!
We haven't even shown you the dance we're going to do.
Come on, ladies. - Lucy, maybe we shouldn't.
- It's embarrassing enough we have to do it
in front of 200 of your closest family and friends.
- Shut up! - Congratulations again, Lucy.
- What are you doing? - Chill, blondie.
- Oh, my God! - No, no!
- Lucy! - [gasps]
- [groans]
- Bitch, that's gonna leave a mark.
- Lieutenant Sullivan and I had a romantic relationship
when we served in Iraq.
We reconnected when I took this job,
but we did not date until after I promoted him.
- And how did Michael Dixon find out about this?
- He had us followed...
And photographed.
[dramatic music]
♪
- You're aware of the policy prohibiting
fraternizing between department brass and rank-and-file?
- I am. - You are?
So, what, are you denying that you violated--
- Are we really doing this? - What do you mean by "this"?
Because this
looks like you got your hand caught in the cookie jar,
and now you want us to look the other way.
- You know, in the short time that I have been here,
I have seen this union look the other way
when sloppy firefighters
who should have retired 15 years ago
made fatal mistakes on the job.
I've seen it allow a serial sexual harasser
retire with full pension instead of face discipline.
And this is where you want to draw the line?
- I can understand why you'd be anti-union--
- Okay, both of you-- - No, I am pro-union!
I am anti a system that has a million things wrong with it.
I put my life on the line
serving my country for a decade in Iraq.
I fought to drag this department
kicking and screaming into the 21st century,
to make your jobs safer and better.
And you want to do Dixon's bidding
by calling me out on who I'm sleeping with?
No, no, no, no. This union owes Dixon nothing.
You have my back, not his.
- [over radio] Firefighter down at 2618 Prescott Street.
Radio contact lost.
♪
- Copy. I'm on my way.
♪
Excuse me.
Duty calls.
♪
[fire whooshes] - Crap.
- Captain, roof ventilation has helped a little,
but the fire has spread upstairs,
and the smoke is increasing
faster than it can ventilate out.
- And the fires keep reigniting behind us.
- Well, keep moving forward. Another team is behind you.
- Copy.
- RIC team, any word on Warren?
- Negative. No luck, Captain.
This place is a labyrinth.
How long do you think we got till the place completely goes?
- Not very long!
- Thanks, Helm. - Yep.
Got to put my med-school debt to use somehow.
- Oh, my God. It's bad, isn't it?
- I'm sure it's fine.
- It's just a little bit of blood.
- A little blood?
I look like one of the Starks at the Red Wedding!
No, stop.
I'm supposed to get married in six days.
Six!
I cannot have a bruised eye
and a broken nose on my wedding day!
- Maybe you'll bleed to death, and you can miss it altogether.
I was trying to find a solution.
- Honestly, that might be better
than walking down the aisle
looking like I just got out of the ring
with Mike freakin' Tyson!
- Okay, Lucy, I'm a doctor. - Stop!
- You got to let me examine you, okay?
One second.
- [whimpering]
- Hey.
When you walk down the aisle, your husband is gonna see you,
not your makeup, not your dress,
not your bruises.
If he's the man you're supposed to be with,
he'll see you for you.
[soft music]
- It's all just a little scary. - I know.
♪
- I remember the first time I saw my wife at our wedding.
For a few seconds, everything stopped.
Nothing else existed.
It was just me and her against the world.
Look, the future is scary.
But that is part of the fun of it.
No one knows what comes next,
but that's what is so special about marriage--
finding that person that you want to share it with--
the ups, the downs, all of it.
- Here you go.
- Okay, if you could call one person
in the whole world right now, who would that be?
- My mom's plastic surgeon.
- [laughing] Okay. - [laughs]
- After that?
- My fiancé.
- That's how you know.
- Wait.
You two are married to each other?
Oh, shut up!
Okay, A, you are, like, the hottest couple ever.
And, B, now, like, I'm really upset that I'm marrying a guy.
- [coughing]
[dramatic music]
- Come on.
We're almost there.
- [yells] - Milo! Milo!
Milo, I need you to keep moving, okay?
Even if you have to crawl. Come on!
- [grunts] I can't, I'm sorry. - He has super-bad asthma.
His lungs can't take the smoke. - [coughing, gasping]
- Okay. Lean up here. Lean up against the wall.
Okay, hold on. Okay, Milo, come on.
Come on, put your arm around me.
Don't let up. - [shouts]
[coughing, gasping] - Okay.
♪
- This is my fault.
- No, June, it's not your fault.
- It is. One of the boys got six months clean,
and I wanted to fry up some fish for him.
But somehow I knocked the fryer over,
and the grease caught on fire, and it spread so fast.
I started yelling for everyone to get out.
Kenneth pushed me away and went back
to try to put the fire out, but--
- Okay, June, it was an accident.
- These men--their whole damn lives were on fire,
and they fought like hell to turn it all around.
Your captain called this place a firetrap,
but to them, it's home.
They need it.
There's a lot more folks out there that need it, too.
I could run four houses just like this one,
and it still wouldn't be enough.
[dramatic music]
- You know, for what it's worth...
I think you're pretty badass.
- [chuckles, sniffles] Thank you.
- Okay.
- Oh, Chuy!
Did you see Taylor or Milo?
- Hey, Captain, we need more aid cars.
- Five minutes out.
- Has, um--has Warren--
- Negative.
♪
- What if Warren got hurt in the fall?
I'm the lieutenant. I sh-- should have taken the lead.
- It wouldn't be any better if it were you in there.
Warren knows what he's doing.
- Herrera, I need you at incident command.
- Copy. I'm on my way.
- Ask for Dr. Owen Hunt.
He'll tell you where you need to go.
- Thank you for, um, everything.
- Wow. - [sighs]
- You two are goals.
And I look up to you.
Just know that.
- First your pregnant patient is
stuck in a vending machine,
then bridezilla and her maidens.
Why can't we get through a first date?
- I-I mean, who says it has to be over?
I have clothes at the apartment,
and I could use a nice, hot shower.
- Oh, yes, the apartment. Of course.
Yeah, let's go. - Mm-hmm, yeah?
- Yeah. - Uh-huh.
- Yeah. - Apartment?
[both laugh]
[people coughing]
[alarm ringing]
- [breathing heavily]
- Taylor, come here.
- What are--what are-- what are you doing?
- Come here.
- [groaning]
What are you doing? What are you doing?
- All right.
I'm going to put this on you. - [coughing]
- Because I can't--
[groans]
I can't carry--
I can't carry both of you, not at the same time,
and especially not down the stairs.
So put this on and listen to me.
I'm going to take Milo first.
- No. Take Taylor first.
He's like a dad to me. - I'm gonna come back for him.
- Milo, I'm going to be okay.
He's going to come back for me, okay?
- Yeah, absolutely.
Listen to me. I'll be right back.
I promise, okay?
[grunts] Come here, Milo. - [coughing]
- Come here. [grunting]
Here we go.
- [coughing]
[horn honking, siren wails]
- 19. - Chief.
- What's the status on Warren?
- No radio communication since he fell through the roof.
- RIC team is dispatched and looking.
- What's taking so long?
- There's plywood dividers in all the bedrooms.
We're having trouble making our way through.
- Captain, we're making no headway on the first floor.
We have heavy fire and smoke from both ends of the hallway.
- Captain, all critical patients
have been transported to Grey Sloan.
- All civilians evac'd? - All accounted for except two.
- Taylor and Milo-- they have names.
- Taylor and Milo, of course. - And Warren, too.
- Warren.
[loud clattering]
- Roof's caving in.
- Oh, my God.
- Has anyone inside got eyes on Warren?
[indistinct shouting]
- Oh, my God.
- Fire attack, what's your status?
- Captain, the second floor is starting to come down.
Don't know how much longer it'll hold.
[indistinct shouting]
- Make your way out.
I'm calling an operational retreat.
Repeat--retreat to safety. - No.
Captain, Warren is still in there!
If we retreat, it's over.
♪
- ♪ Ooh, ooh, child
♪ Things are gonna get easier ♪
♪
- Stretcher!
Stre--stretcher!
- Emergency traffic! Emergency traffic!
We're in operational retreat.
All units immediately exit the building and check in.
[horn honking]
- ♪ Things are gonna get easier ♪
- No, Warren! Warren, stop!
- Let me get back in!
- Warren, stand down!
- I promised! I promised!
- Warren, stand down, now!
- [breathing heavily]
- ♪ Someday, yeah
♪ We'll put it together, and we'll get it undone ♪
♪ Someday when your head is much lighter ♪
♪
♪ Someday, yeah, we'll walk in the rays... ♪
- Captain, we're on the back side of the house,
and our exit's blocked by fire.
Smoke is too thick to see our way out.
- Hang tight and keep water on that fire.
We're coming to you.
- [vocalizing]
♪
[alarm ringing]
♪
♪ Ooh, child
♪ Things are gonna get easier ♪
- Come on!
♪
- ♪ Ooh, child...
- You said you'd go back! - Milo, honey--
- You said you'd go back for Taylor!
He said he'd go back for Taylor!
♪
- ♪ Someday
♪ We'll put it together, and we'll get it undone ♪
♪ Someday when your head is much lighter ♪
♪
♪ Someday
♪ We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun ♪
♪ Someday
♪ When the world is much brighter ♪
♪ Ooh, child
♪ Things are gonna get easier ♪
♪ Ooh, child, things will get brighter ♪
♪ And brighter and brighter and brighter ♪
♪ Oh, oh
♪
[vocalizing]
♪
- Herrera. - You fell through the roof.
- I know.
- Come on, Warren, let's get you checked out.
[siren wailing, horn blaring]
- There's nothing you could have done.
[siren continues wailing]
[truck doors closing]
- Hey.
Good work, Captain. You saved a lot of lives today.
- Not all of them.
- Yeah, losing a life, that's always going to be a gut punch,
but we would have lost more if it had not been
for your leadership.
The way the fire tore through that place, man--
- [sighs] - All right, talk to me.
What's going on? - [sighs] It's Warren.
You know, I--
I was going to call the retreat.
You know, if he hadn't come out,
I was going to call it. - Yeah, but you didn't.
And your instinct to call it when you did
was the right one.
Ruiz, your team is safe.
It's a win.
Good work, 19. - Chief.
So are you actually good,
or were you just going along with it
'cause she's the chief? - [chuckles]
- Look, I don't envy you,
because when I was inside fighting that fire,
I-I haven't felt that good in months.
And not having to be a captain or a lieutenant, I can just go.
I can just fight fires, save lives,
do what I love with the team I love.
And you-- Hey.
You kept us safe.
Take it from someone who's not a chief,
you were a good captain today.
[soft music]
- Thanks. [sighs]
♪
[cell phone chimes]
- [sighs]
Apparently Warren had a tough call.
Hey, are you okay?
Okay, was today too much? Should we have waited?
- It's not about the sex. It's I...
I can't move back in here.
- I didn't-- I didn't ask. - But I know you want me to.
And I wish I could, because today was magical,
and I want to keep that magic alive.
But being back in here--
[scoffs] It's just so painful,
because for months, I was in this bed alone.
You shut me out.
Y-you were here, but you were not.
I-I wasn't the person you run to.
I was the person you run from. - Carina--
- I thought--I thought I was ready to be back here,
but I'm--I'm not.
I can't.
[sighs] I can't.
- I'm sorry for everything I put you through.
It wasn't fair.
I'm sorry that I didn't listen to you
when you tried to help me.
♪
I know that the version... [sighs]
Of us that is happy...
and light and lovely...
died in that hospital that day.
- [breathes deeply]
- But I'm willing to put in the work to rebuild us...
to make us stronger and better...
♪
Because I know from the first time I saw you in that bar...
♪
You were the person that I wanted to call.
♪
- [breathes shakily]
[line beeps]
[indistinct chatter]
- Hey. You all right?
- I just got a call from a union rep asking me
if you coerced me into a relationship
or promised to promote me if I had sex with you?
What-- - Oh, no.
- Is this what your mayday text was about?
They know. Okay. somebody talked.
Maybe it was Bishop.
Maybe--or she told somebody - Listen, no--
Or Beckett-- - Listen, Sully. Listen.
No, no, it was me.
I told the union about us.
[dramatic music]
- I did try to talk to you first, but you were on a call.
And Dixon--he gave me no time.
- You had until the end of the day!
- I was trying to get ahead of it, Sully!
I thought you would understand that!
- Because of what could happen to you.
- No! - Right? To hell with me.
- Don't--Okay, be angry, but do not accuse me
of not having your best interests in mind.
- I'm now the guy who slept with the chief
to make lieutenant. - Absolutely not.
- How is that in my best interest?
- No, you're the victim. I am the aggressor...
- Tell me that. - And a woman and a minority.
That is three strikes. - Oh, wow.
- The fact that this relationship is consensual
will not matter, because I am toxic now.
I will never be a chief again.
- See, I'm saying this is about us,
and you keep saying it's more about you.
- Absolutely not.
- You keep thinking about you first!
It--it--
[sighs] - Sully--
[sighs]
[car horns blaring, fading]
[footsteps approaching, indistinct chatter]
- Hey, boo.
[yawns] Oh, God, no.
- What's the matter--boyfriend keeping you up at night?
- Yeah, my boyfriend, my work, my classes, my goodness.
I'm tired.
I think maybe I should take, like,
a shift off every other week until after finals.
- Yeah, okay, uh...
let me check the calendar,
but I could really use you here for your shifts.
- No, no, I was talking to boyfriend you, not captain you.
- Well, technically, you were talking about work,
so that is captain me.
And the further in advance I know that one
of my firefighters needs--
- Since when can I not talk to you
about non-work stuff at work?
- Why are you trying to pick a fight with me?
- No, I'm not--
Uh, do you hear yourself? I'm trying to talk to you.
- Yeah, and I was just trying to help.
- Okay, I don't need--
Actually, I'm not looking for you to fix anything right now.
I just wanted you to listen. - [sighs] Okay, fine.
You want me to just stand here while you talk?
Then I'll just stand here while you talk.
- Theo-- - What?
- You know what? Never mind.
- Vic. - No, it's okay.
- Come on.
[sighs]
- Hey, Andy.
Uh, if you want to talk about today,
I know it probably brought up a lot for you
seeing Warren like that, and, uh, I'm here.
- Thanks. - Okay.
- [sighs] - Okay.
- Trav, life is short...
and scary.
And people fall through roofs, and people die fighting fires.
We see it every day.
So, when you like the boy, you tell him.
- And you like Eli? - No, but I can tell you do.
- No. Oh, I don't--I don't. - Yes.
It's okay. I-I know you.
Look, Eli isn't the guy for me.
I mean, even--even way before you came into the picture...
- Let's just stop.
- I was trying to push myself outside of my comfort zone
and, you know, be with someone different.
But, look, Eli and I would never work.
But I think you two could.
- It doesn't really matter, because he won't talk to me
now that I dropped out of the campaign.
But... - [sighs]
- I do appreciate you saying that.
- Like I said, life is short.
So just...
call the damn boy.
[both chuckle]
[soft music]
- Alexa, turn on the lights.
- Okay.
- Alexa, add body wash and deodorant to my shopping list.
- I have added body wash and deodorant
to your shopping list.
- It's about time. I was going to talk to you about that funk.
- [chuckles] You weren't supposed to hear that.
[chuckles]
Is the arm broken? - Yeah.
Fractured, along with two ribs.
Gonna be off duty for a while.
Just came to clean up. - Sure.
Yeah, um, Gibson already called you a sub.
- Um, thanks.
Yeah.
- Uh, before you go,
Herrera bought a million eggs this morning.
So we're having breakfast for dinner.
- [chuckles]
- Some things only pancakes can fix.
- Yeah, I know that's right.
[Dustin Tebbutt's "Quiet Moon, Wild Sea"]
- ♪ Say it all, say it all to me ♪
- [exhales deeply]
- Good news--I was actually able to dress myself,
with a lot of time and effort.
It took me a minute. - How you feeling, Ben?
- Uh, get in that bacon. That'll help you out.
- That'll fix you right up. - Yeah.
Bacon makes everything better, right?
- [chuckles]
- ♪ You were there when I needed it ♪
♪
♪ I found refuge in your room ♪
- Hey. - Hey.
- Andy texted, said it was a tough call.
- Ooh, looks good.
- Breakfast for dinner?
Feels a little 2012.
Think you can mix things up a bit, Ruiz?
- Kate?
Oh, my God, what are you doing here?
- Heard you needed a sub.
both: Oh!
- I usually prefer to be the dom,
but we've all got to make sacrifices, am I right, Trav?
- Oh, my God, Chaos Kate!
- Hey, now, that was the old me.
- Yeah, right. [laughter]
Everyone, this is Kate Powell.
She worked with Mikey and me at 54.
both: The best! - Oh, stop it.
- We're back together! - Back together!
- The tripod!
- Do you remember that time-- - So many memories.
- No, no, no, I, like, almost can't even look
at you without laughing.
♪
- Fantastic.
[people shouting happily]