- (SCREAMING) - DOCTOR: One more big push!
Come on! One more big push!
- (SCREAMS) - DOCTOR: Yes, that's it!
Ah, yes.
- (BABY CRYING) - It's a boy!
It's a boy!
Look at that.
We have a son.
He's beautiful.
Just like his mama.
(BABY SCREAMING)
Would you like to cut the cord, Mr. Diaz?
Oh, no. That's okay.
You go ahead. I'll just...
You're a combat medic but this makes you squeamish?
DOCTOR: Come on, Dad. You won't hurt him, trust me.
Yeah... Dad.
(TENDER MUSIC)
I like the sound of that,
♪ ♪
Cutting the umbilical cord,
not as easy as they make it sound.
¿Por qué no me avisaste?
Your dad wasn't there.
He was in Galveston when you were born
and then Sophia, you were...
- That was Gulfport. Yeah. - Gulfport.
Right, and then Adriana was an emergency C-section
so you dodged that bullet three times.
But I always made it back in time for the good part.
- Yeah. - RAMON: This part.
Let me see this guy. Look at this guy!
- Oh, look at you, big guy. - SHANNON: Look, it's Grandpa.
RAMON: Look at you. Yeah.
- Mom! - Hey!
- JANET: Oh. - You're here.
Like I'd miss this!
My baby had a baby.
Honey, I couldn't get here fast enough.
You look good. How you feeling?
Oh, I couldn't be better.
I got a clean bill of health and a new set of boobs.
- Mom. - Well, I do.
- (LAUGHTER) - They look great.
Well, thank you. Just call me Hot Granny.
(LAUGHTER)
And what are we calling this little darling?
Christopher.
- You wanna hold him, Janet? - (BABY COOS)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Here you go.
Hi, baby boy.
How long you gonna be here for, Eddie?
He's back to Afghanistan next week.
The sooner I go, the sooner I finish my tour
and come back home for good.
I'm holding you to that.
We both are.
(BABY CRYING)
Oh, it's okay, mijo.
What?
♪ ♪
St. Christopher.
SHANNON: The patron saint of travelers.
To protect you and keep you safe.
And to remind you that you have a family to come home to.
I love you.
Both.
And no matter what happens,
I'm always gonna fight to come home to my family.
(LOUD RUMBLING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
♪ ♪
(GRUNTS)
(RADIO STATIC)
This is Diaz.
Can anybody hear me?
This is Eddie.
(BANG)
(INDISTINCT)
I'm alive.
I'm still alive down here!
(STONE CRUMBLING)
I'm still alive down here!
Anyone?
♪ ♪
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BOBBY: Firefighter Diaz, do you copy?
Five by five, Cap. Over.
BOBBY: Chimney, report.
Read you loud and clear.
I've got eyes on Hen,
who I can already tell screwed up my coffee.
HEN: (LAUGHS) Like hell.
One cinnamon coconut macchiato
with a quad shot, half pump of vanilla.
And yes, my radio's working just fine.
Over.
There's no cinnamon!
Buck, sound off.
We have visitors, Cap.
BOBBY: Buck, the whole point of the test
is to say it into the radio.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
We have visitors, Cap.
Hey, did I pass? Over.
Close enough.
CHRISTOPHER: Dad!
Hey, guys.
Five-alarm school emergency.
He's supposed to tell Ms. Flores today
what he's presenting for show and tell on Friday.
And so he suckered you into stopping here on the way.
CARLA: You know I can't resist a cute face.
(LAUGHS)
Okay. Show and tell.
I thought you were bringing in your new hamster.
Oh, the new hamster is old news.
Somebody's been snooping in your closet.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUNFIRE AND EXPLOSIONS)
Is that what I think it is?
It's a silver star 'cause my dad's a hero.
We don't need jewelry to know that.
Do you ever just wear it?
Never found an outfit to go with it.
Ooh, if I had a medal, I would never take it off.
We know.
You sure this is what you want to bring to school on Friday?
And you so you can tell the story.
Is that a story you can tell fourth-graders?
Not really.
Please, Dad. Please?
♪ ♪
(LAUGHS) Okay.
I'll figure something out.
You promise?
(BELL RINGING)
Yes, yes, I promise.
You and me, Friday morning,
telling "appropriate for fourth grader" war stories.
(LAUGHS)
- Love you. - CHRISTOPHER: Love you too!
Come on, sweetie.
♪ ♪
(SIRENS WAILING)
♪ ♪
What do we got?
Missing boy.
Two kids playing in an open field.
Mom calls them home, only one shows up.
Sounded like maybe an abduction.
Road's not far away. Made sense.
But then I'm interviewing the mother,
asking the usual questions,
and I saw this.
Photo came with the house.
BOBBY: I didn't see a windmill when we pulled up.
Yeah, torn down years ago.
It used to power a water pump.
There's an abandoned well on the property.
♪ ♪
Hayden!
- Hayden? - Hayden!
BUCK: Hayden!
CHIMNEY: Hayden!
♪ ♪
- Hayden! - Hayden?
♪ ♪
BUCK: Hayden!
♪ ♪
BUCK: Hayden!
Hayden!
HEN: Hayden?
CHIMNEY: Hayden!
♪ ♪
Hey, guys! Over here!
♪ ♪
Hey, give me a hand!
Cap, think we found something.
♪ ♪
Hayden!
Hayden, can you hear me?
♪ ♪
All right, we're gonna need a visual.
♪ ♪
30 feet.
CHIMNEY: 35 feet.
How far down does this thing go?
CHIMNEY: We're at 40 feet, Cap. Only got 50 feet of cable.
Can a boy even survive a fall that far?
Well, the well's narrow,
so there's lots of friction to slow a fall.
But if he's really down there...
- There. Right there. - Hey, he's alive.
HEN: Look at the way he's pinned.
Arms forward, chest constricted,
shallow breath.
CHIMNEY: 45 feet.
At that depth, oxygen's an issue.
Cap, we gotta get a line of compressed air down there ASAP.
- All right. - JOY: You found him?
- Is he... - Okay, he's alive.
- He's alive. - Oh, my baby.
♪ ♪
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
BOBBY: Okay, Commissioner, what are we working with?
OFFICIAL: The well sits on a water table
that's about 50 feet down.
Fed by a reservoir here about a 1/2 mile over.
Right now, that boy is trapped at 45 feet.
He falls another 5, he drowns.
Can't pull him out from above.
No way to access him from the side of the reservoir.
There could be
some intersecting feeder pipes down there,
maybe some drainage tunnels, but frankly,
this system predates our maps.
We have no way to know.
So how do we get him out?
We dig.
BOBBY: We set up a drill rig south of the well.
We use it to dig a parallel tunnel,
wider, slightly deeper, then we go down.
Punch across by hand to access the well.
Hopefully, we can pull the boy out.
"Punch across by hand"?
Feels like a lot of distance to cover
when you're 40-something feet down.
We drill our tunnel any closer
and we risk compromising the integrity of the well pipe.
If it cracks, the whole thing could collapse.
Right on top of the kid.
(THUNDERCLAP)
♪ ♪
DISPATCHER: Sergeant, we need you down at Division.
Copy that, Dispatch.
- You heading to another call? - Yeah.
But I'm leaving some officers behind for crowd control.
What crowd?
ATHENA: Word leaked out
when they started calling around for a drill rig.
These are just the local stations.
If the story hits nationwide...
Like we don't have enough to worry about.
You gonna be okay?
(THUNDERCLAP)
I guess that depends on the forecast.
(THUNDERCLAP)
Now, what first responders are mostly worried about
is a weather system moving into the area.
What was supposed to head north and vanish out to sea
has now shifted course
and is directly over Los Angeles County.
With torrential rains
and gusty winds expected overnight,
it's making an already complicated rescue
potentially even more dangerous.
(THUNDERCLAP)
Okay, rig is ready to drill.
How's he doing?
Hasn't moved in a while.
Could've fallen asleep down there.
We're ready to put the radio down.
How far down before we lose the signal?
No way to know.
Go down 40 feet and we'll see what happens.
Copy that.
So I'll be able to talk to him?
Well, you might not be able to hear him
but hopefully he'll hear you.
Just let him know you're here and help is on the way.
♪ ♪
Radio's at 40 feet, Cap.
Okay, let's do this. Everybody off, all channels.
(RADIOS CLICKING OFF)
Hayden?
It's Mommy.
Buck, raise the radio. There's no signal.
JOY: Hayden, can you hear me?
Hayden. Hayden, please!
Please look up!
♪ ♪
BOBBY: Okay, he can hear us now, Buck.
I know it's scary right now down there by yourself,
but it's gonna be okay.
They're coming to get you.
Mom!
(JOY SOBBING)
♪ ♪
Baby, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I can't do this.
I got this.
Hey, Hayden.
My name is Eddie. I'm a firefighter.
I'm here with your mother
and a whole lot of other people.
We're all working to get you out of there.
Just stay calm, Hayden, okay?
It might get a little noisy.
Don't be scared. We'll be there soon.
Thank you.
- Thank us later. - (THUNDERCLAP)
When we give you back your son.
BOBBY: We need to cover the mouth of the well STAT.
I need trenching to divert the rainwater
away from the opening.
Buck, where are we at?
We're almost at 40 feet.
At the rate we're going, I'd say another hour,
but this rain is really gonna slow us down.
Could be two, maybe even another three.
EDDIE: Shoring up as we go is killing us.
The ground's just too unstable. It's eating up time.
Time we don't have, Cap.
The boy's been down there ten hours already.
He's wet now and almost certainly hypothermic.
(THUNDERCLAP)
It's barely a mile away. We gotta pull the plug.
Hey, no, no, no. Come on, no way.
We got a five-story lightning rod
sitting in an empty field out here.
It's still a mile away.
- It gets any closer... - I know.
Okay, get the winch and the harnesses
and once we hit depth...
I'll go in.
I'm the one that was talking to him on the radio.
He knows my voice.
Makes sense that it's me.
Suit me up. I'm going down.
SHANNON: Are you insane?
I'm doing this for you.
You reenlisted without even discussing it with me.
How is that doing it for me?
I didn't have a choice.
Someone has to pay for all of this.
I mean, the house and the cars
and now Christopher's illness.
The medical bills and therapists.
It is not an illness.
It's cerebral palsy, which you would know
if you had been in that empty chair next to me
when the doctor explained it all.
I was in Afghanistan, not Cancun.
Hey, you know what?
We'll just sell the house and the cars
and I'll go back to work.
- Maybe only part-time but... - No, no.
Christopher is the priority right now.
You should stay home with him.
So should you!
Okay, we need you here.
I cannot do this without you.
I'm trying to provide for this family.
That's the reason I enlisted in the first place.
Again, without telling me.
I got pregnant and you signed up.
Surprise!
You keep saying that you didn't have a choice,
but you're the one who keeps making these choices
for the rest of us.
(BABY CRYING)
Great.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
♪ ♪
Christopher needs you.
Go get your son.
I'll get dinner.
- (BABY CRYING) - Hey, buddy.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, buddy.
It's okay. You're okay.
Okay. (GRUNTS)
He wants you, not me.
You're still a stranger to him but you don't have to be.
- If you were home... - Shannon...
Eddie, I don't need a provider.
I need a partner.
You don't know what it's been like
going through this alone.
You're not the only one that feels alone.
Come on, buddy. Hey, hey, hey.
Shannon!
Hey, hey, hey. No, it's okay, buddy.
It's all right, kid. Come on, please...
(BABY SCREAMING)
All right, extra oxygen in case you need it.
Water's rising fast down there.
Green light, full supply. Yellow light, two minutes.
I wanna see you topside before you see red.
- Copy that. - All right, we gotta go.
Okay, we're gonna lose comms, so here's the plan.
You have 30 minutes to dig yourself across,
not one minute more.
After 30 minutes,
you're gonna feel two strong tugs on your line,
then we're pulling you out.
Same goes for you.
You find that boy first, you tug on that line twice.
(THUNDERCLAP)
That's it. We're done.
Come on. We're almost there.
All right, that's close enough.
Bring it up.
Let's bring him home.
♪ ♪
Okay. 30 minutes.
See you then.
♪ ♪
(THUNDERCLAP)
♪ ♪
30 feet.
♪ ♪
35 feet.
(DISTORTED) EDDIE: Cap, can you hear me?
Eddie, do you copy?
Tell me what's going on, Eddie.
♪ ♪
I've reached depth.
(RADIO STATIC)
♪ ♪
HEN: Cap, I think he's out of range.
Don't know if you guys can hear me,
but I'm preparing to punch through now.
(THUNDERCLAP)
♪ ♪
Cap!
Yeah?
Now I've lost picture too.
Come on. I've lost the signal.
I think we need to run another line.
No time for that, Chim.
♪ ♪
What?
♪ ♪
Hayden!
Hey, it's me! Eddie!
I told you we were coming for you.
Are you doing okay down there, Hayden?
Cold.
I bet.
Hey, Cap.
I got eyes on Hayden.
He's fallen about...
(RADIO STATIC)
Partially submerged. Water's rising fast.
- I need more time. - (RADIO STATIC)
I can't raise him on the radio.
Prep the rig. We're bringing him up.
No, Cap. Can't we give him more time?
He could have the kid or almost have him.
Or he could be suffocating in mud
five stories belowground.
We're almost down to one minute.
I'm gonna reach down for you now, okay?
Try not to move. Let me do all the work.
♪ ♪
There we go. There we go!
Almost there!
(WATCH BEEPING)
Time's up. Pull him out, now.
- EDDIE: You're gonna be... - (WATCH BEEPING)
No, no, no, no, no!
No! No!
Not now!
Hayden! (GRUNTS)
♪ ♪
I lost the weight!
What does that mean?
I don't know! Something's wrong!
All right, 15 feet.
10, 5.
- HEN: Oh, my God. - Oh, my God.
He cut the damn line!
♪ ♪
Chim, I want you to gear up. I'm sending you down.
Copy that.
Cap, I should be the one to go down.
So we can end up with two cut lines?
Camera's back. Still can't see.
Camera's underwater.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Hopefully it's just the camera.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
SHANNON: Eddie. Eddie!
Eddie, can you hear me?
Shannon! It's hard to hear.
I'm sorry! We're moving out!
SHANNON: Wait, wait, wait.
Did you find out about your leave?
Diaz, we gotta go now.
Still waiting!
♪ ♪
- Mommy. - It's okay.
It's okay, Chris.
Hey, what's going on? Is Chris...
No, no, it's... it's my mom. It's cancer.
What?
But she had a double mastectomy.
- The odds are... - No, it's different cancer.
It's endometrial carcinoma. Stage 3.
I can't hear you!
You're breaking up!
I have to go see her, Eddie!
We'll figure something out.
Maybe call my parents. They can...
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
Help.
♪ ♪
Good to go.
♪ ♪
(MIDDLE EASTERN MUSIC)
♪ ♪
SOLDIER: Base, this is actual.
We're ten clicks out heading back with wounded.
Prep the med tents.
♪ And R.I.P. to my youth ♪
♪ And you could call this the funeral ♪
♪ I'm just telling the truth ♪
Wow!
MILLS: From up here, it's kind of pretty.
Almost makes you forget
you're flying through the Valley of Death.
Seriously, Mills? No one needs that.
There's guys dying back here.
I didn't name it!
All the dead guys did.
GREGGS: Dropped something.
What?
Damn it.
Clasp must've broken. Thanks.
St. Christopher medal. You religious?
Not really.
Wife gave it to me when our son was born.
Not convinced it has any magical powers.
Just reminds me of him.
Why I got this.
Anything happens to that, I got bigger problems.
Three girls? You must've been busy.
♪ R.I.P. to my youth ♪
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
♪ ♪
(FRANTIC BEEPING)
Incoming!
- (EXPLOSION) - (SCREAMING)
(FRANTIC BEEPING)
(METAL AND GLASS CRUNCHING)
(RUMBLING)
(GUNFIRE)
Break, break, break.
(INDISTINCT)
We're pinned down. We're taking fire.
Two clicks north of our last reported position.
Prepare for... (INDISTINCT)
(GUNFIRE)
Wake up. Come on.
Chief, wake up.
We're under attack. Come on.
We gotta get everyone behind those rocks over there.
Copy.
EDDIE: Let's go!
(GUNFIRE)
♪ ♪
Hey. Cover me.
Copy.
♪ ♪
Let's go, buddy. Come on.
(GROANING IN PAIN)
Hey, can you move?
- Yeah. - Get over there with Mills.
I'll cover you.
♪ ♪
(GROANS) Diaz, I'm stuck!
I got you!
- My leg. - EDDIE: The bone broke through.
I gotta get this tourniquet on it.
Norwahl, stand down!
Norwahl, you gotta get out.
BINDER: Norwahl, what the hell is wrong with you?
EDDIE: He's probably got a concussion.
Now! Norwahl!
Stand down!
Norwahl!
(SCREAMS)
♪ ♪
MILLS: You okay, Diaz?
Got me in the shoulder.
(GUNFIRE)
Major, 6-4. What's your ETA?
MAJOR: Dust-off, 47. ETA six minutes.
We don't have six minutes!
(GRUNTS)
♪ ♪
(EXPLOSION)
(RINGING)
(GUNFIRE)
♪ ♪
- Chief! - Yeah?
- You mobile? - Affirmative.
- Wake up! - Diaz.
Keep low. Don't stop.
- Diaz! - Yeah?
I'm black on ammo!
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
(GUNFIRE)
EDDIE: I got you.
♪ ♪
Go, go, go!
♪ ♪
Where you going?
- One more. - Diaz, he's dead.
EDDIE: Yeah, he's coming home with us too.
♪ ♪
Let's get you out, Greggs.
♪ ♪
(SCREAMING)
(EXPLOSIONS)
(SCREAMS)
(GUNFIRE)
MILLS: Diaz! Diaz, are you okay?
(GRUNTING)
♪ ♪
(SCREAMING)
♪ ♪
(SCREAMS)
♪ ♪
(GRUNTING)
♪ ♪
SHANNON: Patron saint of travelers.
To protect you and keep you safe.
(BATTLE SOUNDS ECHOING DISTANTLY)
♪ ♪
(SHANNON SCREAMS)
EDDIE: We have a son.
I'm trying to provide for this family.
He wants you, not me.
(SCREAMS)
SHANNON: You're still a stranger to him
but you don't have to be.
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
(GUNFIRE)
♪ ♪
(EXPLOSIONS)
(SCREAMING)
♪ ♪
(SOBBING)
(INDISTINCT)
We're almost home.
♪ ♪
What happened?
A few bullets, broken bone,
and a dislocated shoulder.
MEDIC: Heard you put on quite the show.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WHISPERING) The chopper...
my team...
Greggs is dead.
The others aren't, thanks to you.
♪ ♪
Ma'am...
Please do not attempt to stand on ceremony right now.
Or at all.
Greggs...
died on impact.
And you pulled him out anyway.
You got them all out, Staff Sergeant Diaz.
You got a bit more metal in you than you had before
and no doubt a couple of new nightmares to add to the pile,
but you're alive.
And so are they.
I need to call my wife.
You'll get your chance.
And everyone gets to go home for a spell.
Even Greggs.
You did good, Diaz.
Doesn't feel like enough.
Never does.
But they'll probably give you a medal for it anyway.
"For acts of gallantry and intrepidity
in connection with military operations
against the enemies of the United States."
We can all read the certificate, Ramon.
You don't have to recite it.
ISABEL: He's proud, Pepa.
Not every day your son comes home a hero.
I'm not a hero.
I just did what anybody else would do.
If that were true,
everybody would be walking around with a silver star.
Honey, he can't drink this. He needs a straw and no ice.
Where are the juice boxes we bought?
I have no idea.
Well, maybe Daddy can go be a hero in the kitchen, huh?
Get a big old juice box.
Awesome! Good job.
- Look at that. - Yes.
(EDDIE SIGHS)
What's wrong?
Apparently, I gave my son a beverage incorrectly.
Your mother?
Yeah.
I'm familiar with the tone.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
Have you given any more thought to California?
We could leave in the morning. Just you, me, and Christopher.
The open road.
We have a house full of people.
Half of 'em flew here to see us.
Now really isn't the best time.
Come on, you're finally home.
And you immediately want me to get into a car
and drive 800 miles with a 6-year-old.
- Your son. - Yeah, I know that.
Can we please talk about this later?
Can I maybe just get a little damn time?
♪ ♪
Yeah. Yeah.
Take all the time you need.
♪ ♪
All right.
♪ ♪
HAYDEN: Mom!
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
HAYDEN: Mom!
Mom!
CHRISTOPHER: Dad.
(GROANS)
Hey, buddy.
What's the matter? Where's Mommy?
She's gone.
What?
She's gone.
♪ ♪
_
HAYDEN: Mom!
♪ ♪
Mom!
(TENSE MUSIC)
All right, Hayden.
Come on, buddy.
Come on.
I got you.
♪ ♪
Okay, okay.
All right. That better?
Mm-hmm.
What's that?
♪ ♪
Thank you, buddy.
CHIMNEY: Eddie, are you down there?
We're almost home.
CHIMNEY: Eddie?
Oh, my God.
(LAUGHS)
Thank God you're okay.
I was afraid I was gonna have to save your life.
No.
Hayden and I are just fine, right?
Come on, let's get you guys out of here.
Hayden, I'm gonna take you up to see your mom, okay?
I'm gonna send another line down for you.
Try not to cut this one.
(LAUGHS)
All right.
Here we go, buddy. Ready?
There we go. All right.
- CHIMNEY: Hold on tight! - HAYDEN: I am.
CHIMNEY: There we go, buddy.
Oh.
A second firefighter has now descended into the tunnel.
We're not certain why, but we hope...
wait, there's movement!
- (ALL CHEERING) - Good job, buddy.
JOY: Hayden! Hayden!
- Oh, Hayden. - Here you go.
HEN: Let me get you two somewhere quiet.
I need to check him out.
(THUNDERCLAP)
Okay, right this way.
Okay. All right.
Eddie's fine. He just needs a ride.
All right.
I need to drop another 50 foot line to get my guy.
Buck, let's pull Eddie up and let's all go home.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
Cap! Cap!
(EXPLOSION)
♪ ♪
(RUMBLING)
Hey, Chim.
♪ ♪
Eddie!
Eddie! Eddie!
No! Eddie!
Eddie! No!
No! Eddie!
♪ ♪
Cap, we gotta go dig.
We don't have a drill, Buck,
and even if we could get another one up here,
their access road is flooded.
Okay. Well, then, we dig by hand.
Not with all this rain.
We could trigger another collapse.
How long can he last down there?
We're talking 30 feet of wet earth
coming right down on top of him.
Wait, you all think he's dead.
Nobody thinks that.
We just don't know how to get him out.
Nobody's giving up on him. Nobody.
We're gonna find him.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(THUNDERCLAP)
♪ ♪
(RUMBLING)
♪ ♪
(GRUNTS)
(RADIO STATIC)
This is Diaz.
Can anybody hear me?
This is Eddie.
(BANG)
(INDISTINCT)
I'm alive.
I'm still alive down here!
Anyone?
RAMON: You're in over your head, Edmundo.
I am doing the best that I can.
Well, that's what we're saying. You're killing yourself.
Working around the clock, three different jobs.
And you don't have time for what matters most.
Christopher.
And that's...
that's why we think he should live with us permanently.
These jobs are just temporary.
It won't be like this forever.
You know I've applied to different fire departments.
I've got accepted to LA and Chicago.
Yes, where you'll be working 24-hour shifts,
leaving Christopher with God knows who.
How is that any better for him?
Christopher needs consistency.
He already got cheated out of that
when his own mother up and left us.
Hey, hey, hey, she didn't leave him.
She left me to take care of her dying mother.
So how about we cut her a little slack?
No, no.
She gave up on you
and then she left her son.
I will always blame her for that.
But now you want me to leave him too?
How do you think that's good for him?
Eddie, he barely knows you.
You haven't been around most of his life.
I don't remember you being around much
when I was his age.
- I was working. - So was I.
And maybe you regret those life choices now
but you don't get to make up for lost time
with your children by stealing mine.
Hey, hey!
No one is stealing Christopher.
Look, the reality is your father and I
are the only constant in his life.
We have been there almost every single day
since the day he was born.
You can't just take him away
from the only stable thing he's got left.
He belongs with us.
- Mom. - HELENA: Eddie.
I know how much you love your son.
That's why I know
you are gonna do what is right for him.
Don't drag him down with you, Eddie.
♪ ♪
(SIGHS)
Hey, what are you doing out here?
You guys sounded mad.
Oh, no one's mad at you, buddy.
They're mad at me.
Never heard them yell before.
Wow.
It's like we're talking about completely different people.
Hey, did you ever miss me when I was gone?
I miss you all the time.
♪ ♪
You know,
I was thinking about taking another trip.
And I was wondering, maybe,
if you wanted to come with me.
- Together. - Together.
- Really? - Yeah.
♪ ♪
I miss you all the time too, kid.
I'm never gonna leave you again.
(RUMBLING)
♪ ♪
(GAUGE BEEPING)
(GROANS)
♪ ♪
OFFICIAL: There could be some intersecting feeder pipes
down there,
maybe some drainage tunnels,
but frankly, this system predates our maps.
BUCK: Feels like a lot of distance to cover
when you're 40-something feet down.
(HEART BEAT SLOWING)
♪ ♪
(RUELLE'S "CARRY YOU")
- BUCK: Whoa, you got a kid? - EDDIE: Christopher.
That's super adorable.
I love kids.
I love this one.
♪ I know it hurts ♪
BOBBY: Welcome to the Los Angeles Fire Department,
Firefighter Diaz.
(ALL CHEERING)
(LAUGHTER)
EDDIE: What I miss most after leaving the army
is the camaraderie.
Working shoulder to shoulder with a great team.
There's nothing better than the one I found here.
♪ ♪
♪ Is anybody out there? ♪
♪ Can you lead me to the light? ♪
EDDIE: Well, that's what the 118 is.
The family we chose.
♪ ♪
EDDIE: Shannon?
SHANNON: I'm leaving again.
I want a little more time.
(FLATLINE BEEP)
We lost your mom, but we still got each other.
We're gonna be okay.
♪ You are not alone ♪
EDDIE: You're not like any other kid.
♪ I've been here the whole time ♪
EDDIE: You're my kid.
♪ Singing you a song ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ I will carry you ♪
Eddie, Christopher needs you.
♪ I will carry you ♪
CHRISTOPHER: Daddy.
EDDIE: I'm always gonna fight to come home to my family.
♪ I will carry you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I will carry you ♪
♪ Is anybody out there? ♪
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Okay, listen up.
Buck here is gonna get some thermal cams.
We are going to fan out and do a grid search.
Chimney is gonna have oxygen tanks
and warming blankets standing by.
I wanna start at the well
and go outward in concentric circles.
LAPD copters are on the way.
We'll use their thermal imaging to scan this wider area.
Try to pick up Diaz's heat signature.
EDDIE: Won't be easy.
(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC)
Eddie?
- Eddie! - I'm pretty cold.
Eddie!
♪ ♪
- Hey. Hey. - Get him up, Buck.
- HEN: Come on, Eddie. - Hey, hey, hey.
Let's get you checked out, buddy.
So we can get you home.
Yeah.
I got a big date Friday.
I can't miss it.
♪ ♪
CHRISTOPHER: "And that is why the silver star
is one of the highest honors
a member of the Armed Forces can receive."
Thank you.
(APPLAUSE)
Good job, buddy.
Now tell 'em how you got it.
I was in a helicopter...
helping a wounded soldier get back home.
And there was an accident.
Helicopter went down, ended up on fire...
Dad got everyone out. He saved them all.
I did my job.
Yeah?
Do you ever wear it?
I'm not really a jewelry kind of guy.
Except for this.
(HEARTFELT MUSIC)
My St. Christopher medal.
So that's your good luck charm?
No.
He is.
♪ ♪
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