Previously...
Station 42 destroyed the sheriff's office by six runs.
This year's game will be a different story.
SHARON: Mom, what are you doing here?
Are you going to the game with Mickey?
Oh, I just love seeing my two girls together.
I mean, come on. I give, she takes.
- (shouting) - Hey, hey. It's okay, it's okay.
- (explosion, rumbling) - Boss...
- (panicked shouting) - Let's go!
- SHARON: The bus is empty. - BOONE: What do you mean,
- empty? Empty how? - Kids weren't on there.
I have a search happening
- back here. - I'm not on your chain gang,
so you don't get to boss me around.
I'm gonna need to know the kids are safe.
DONALD (over phone): They're alive.
And if you want them to stay that way,
you'll pay us $2.6 million.
- GINA: Oh, my God. - MICKEY: The kids.
They're live-streaming this.
Sheriff One. All available units to La Mirada Quarry.
They buried 'em alive.
- (kids shouting, muffled) - Bode...
(kids shouting)
(grunts)
SHARON: No!
Bode!
Greencrest, this is Chief Leone,
La Mirada Quarry.
We have multiple explosions.
I need Station 42, Three Rock, now!
(rumbling, creaking)
(whimpering)
(grunting)
(Boone and Bode coughing)
Margot? Is everybody okay?
Yeah.
BOONE: The shaft is totally caved in.
- (radio static) - BOONE: Mickey. Mickey.
Anyone copy?
Mickey. You got reception?
(beeping)
Nothing.
Damn it.
D-Does that mean you can't get us out of here?
Means we need to take a look around
and see what we're working with.
Just sit tight.
(alarm ringing)
(indistinct shouting)
La Mirada Quarry. Let's move, 42.
(tires screech)
JAKE: Watch out. Watch out!
Manny... Please tell me
you have an update on the rescue, on my sister.
Bode and Sharon were searching for the kids at the quarry
with the sheriffs, but--
Oh, please don't sugarcoat it.
Margot was kidnapped. I've already spun
every worst-case scenario.
An explosion went off at the quarry.
Now Bode and Boone are missing...
- possibly buried, too. - Oh, my God.
Okay, hey. Baby? Listen.
You take my truck, you go to your parents',
and I'll call you when I find out more.
Okay.
I got this.
Hey, Jake, you should go with Violet.
Be there for her, be there for her family.
Look. No. Not when Margot's in danger.
Bode, too? I'm going on this call.
(sirens wailing)
(indistinct radio chatter)
MICKEY: Lock this whole quarry down.
- Secure the perimeter. - DEPUTY: Yes, ma'am.
(phone ringing)
- (sighs) "Donald." - Your boys shouldn't have
done that, Sheriff.
Those kids had at least six hours of oxygen,
but throw two grown men
and a whole lot of panic into the mix...
SHARON: Bode and Boone.
- Yes. Yes. - ...who knows how long they have
until the hypercapnia sets in?
Hypercapnia?
Uh, carbon dioxide poisoning.
That's a big word, Donald.
Are you some kind of doctor or something?
I ask the questions.
You have my money ready?
Yeah. It's at my office, like we agreed.
Good. I'm gonna call the landline in your office
in exactly 20 minutes.
You'd better answer it.
Not a deputy, Sheriff Fox.
- You. - But it-it-it...
it takes at least 30 minutes to drive there.
- Then you'd better hurry. - (call hangs up)
Okay. You said some dumb stuff earlier,
but we can fight about this later.
This is an active fire. My scene. Go.
Go.
- (indistinct radio chatter) - Oh, my God.
* *
(siren wails)
Explosion cratered the chute.
- So our only way out's sealed shut.
- LOLA: Just tell them. - Don't say anything.
- LOLA: They should know. - No, I don't--
- Your head. Oh, my God. - You don't need to tell them.
Caleb lied. His head's bleeding.
I told you, I'm fine.
- It's not! - Can you leave me alone, Lola?
MARGOT: Can you two stop arguing?
We get it. You're in the debate club.
Wait. Oh... Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God. I'm bleeding! - Caleb?
I'm a firefighter, okay? I can-- I can help you.
I just need you to stay calm. All right?
We all need to just...
we need to try and control our breathing.
Because we're running out of air?
We do need to conserve oxygen.
But my mom and my Aunt Mickey are gonna--
they're gonna get us out of here.
And Deputy Boone over here, he's gonna help, too. Right?
Right, Boone?
Right, yeah. Yes.
Yes.
BODE: Okay?
What's going on with you?
Aside from you nearly getting us blown up?
(scoffs) So that-that was my, that was my fault?
You're-you're saying it was my fault.
If you did not rush in,
we would not be trapped down here right now.
You heard these kids screaming in here, too.
What'd you-- What, you want to sit up there and wait?
- How about "think"? - Okay, all right.
How about think, instead of rushing in
like some kind of savior? Huh?
Just blame me. All right?
Go ahead. It's all good.
But we're here now, so I'm gonna go help Caleb.
All right, I'll talk to the kids,
because they interacted with the kidnappers and...
maybe they know something that can help us get out of here.
- You sure you're good? - Yes. I'm good.
I just need to catch my breath.
EVE: Who in the hell would do something like this?
SHARON: Mickey's after the who.
We're dealing with the what right in front of us. Okay?
JAKE: All right. Just tell us where to dig.
Not so fast.
Multiple charges have gone off. We have to assume
- that there are more booby traps out there. - SHARON: That's right.
We can't start digging until the entire pit is cleared.
So, for now, Jake, take 42
and Three Rock and head up to that tree line
where the spot fires are.
No, Sharon, you can't be serious.
Look, there are people-- kids-- running out of air.
Your division chief just gave an order, Captain Crawford.
Follow it.
If I ever spoke to Sheriff Fox like that...
MANNY: Yeah, he's on one.
About Margot.
I get it. I have nothing to do except worry about my son
until the bomb squad gets here.
Well, I hate to be the one, but we're gonna be waiting a while.
Nearest bomb squad's in Sacramento.
WES: Sacramento?
Ha! They're not good for anything
except squeezing a man outta taxes
or strangling him in red tape.
Mickey called.
Deadwater Bomb Brigade, at your service.
Let's, uh... Oh!
Let's go find some booby traps.
(chuckles)
Wow.
WES: Okay, just breathe,
step,
stay behind me.
(beeping slowly)
Hey. Hey!
If there's anything buried here,
water pressure will set it off.
All right. Copy, Wes.
Go back to the wider spray.
WES: Just breathe...
...and step.
Feel like I've been holding my breath
since I got here.
WES: Remember when you were kids, we'd take you to
take those long road trips, go through mountain tunnels,
you and Mickey'd play that game.
Take a real deep breath...
And then hold it,
and exhale together when we came out the other side.
Then you'd... you'd start giggling
from the head rush.
Feel like there's not a lot of laughter
between Mickey and I lately.
Yeah. Let me guess.
Your mother's come between the two of you.
WES: Yeah...
- (metal detector whines) - Oh.
(beeping)
They usually bury these in clusters.
- (clicks) - Freeze!
Don't move.
Kill the hoses. Kill the hoses.
Chief?
N-n-n-nuh. Nuh-uh.
- (whining) - (Sharon groans)
You have stepped on a pressure IED.
Don't-- don't move. Don't move an inch.
Or else you'll blow yourself to bits.
And the rest of us along with you.
* *
- (indistinct radio chatter) - (Wes grunts)
SHARON: How's it looking, Wes?
MANNY: 42, back up. Retrace your steps.
- Wes, don't be a hero. - Shh!
The longer she has to stand here,
the longer it's gonna take to find those kids, so
why don't you just back the hell up and let me work?
Oh...
Oh, it's big.
Anything distinct hit your ears,
or did you see anything that really stuck out to you?
Anything identifying?
BOY: Hmm-mm. I don't think so.
Here's the first aid kit.
Wait, did one of you guys
have this with you when you got abducted?
No. Those creeps left it.
They left a bunch of stuff, actually--
water, snacks, board games.
Like, who buries kids and leaves them board games?
It's kinda sus.
It is sus.
I haven't come across too many killers who leave their victims
with snacks and Candy Land.
So, they're not trying to kill us?
What about all the booby traps?
I think they planted those for us.
For first responders.
You think they're targeting sheriffs and Cal Fire?
Why?
We don't have that piece yet.
(coughing)
- BOONE: Hey, whoa, whoa. Hey. - Are you okay?
Let's get some water.
What's, uh, what's your beef with Lola all about?
We're cocaptains of the debate club.
But she's so annoying.
Well, not everyone makes good teammates.
CALEB: Yeah.
- Ah... - (phone ringing)
(ringing continues)
Hurry, Mickey.
(ringing continues)
Gina, don't!
- Donald. - Now, Sheriff Fox,
tell me you didn't break the speed limit.
I'll write myself a ticket.
Write this down first: Route 9,
go left at mile marker 32.
Drive to the end of the dirt road.
I know your sister's a little tied up right now,
but come alone with the money--
no trackers, no surveillance--
or I'll blow up the quarry.
You have one hour.
What does that nutjob want?
Money.
He said Sharon was "tied up"?
(line ringing)
(phone buzzing)
WES: Vibrating. Vibrating...
- Vibrating, what's vibrating? - It's a phone, it's a phone.
It's a phone. It's-it's Mickey.
Hey.
MICKEY: Oh, Sharon, hey.
I'm so glad I reached you.
Can you hand the phone to Deputy Iglesias?
Uh... it's gonna be difficult.
I'm here, Sheriff.
What's going on?
Uh, Hank, um...
I think Donald has eyes on the quarry.
Do a sweep.
Look for cameras
or anyone that looks suspicious.
Copy that.
Sharon?
You said it was difficult to put Hank on the phone?
Hey, Mickey, it's Manny.
Your sister can't really talk right now
because she's standing on a land mine.
WES (over phone): Found it!
Found it! I'm in.
And let me guess.
My father's disarming it?
Hey, Mick.
(sighs)
Sharon...
I...
what I said earlier, about Ruby...
I-I didn't listen to you.
Okay.
We are gonna fight about this
later, when I see you.
But right now,
I need Wes to concentrate on getting me out of this.
So, you do what you do best,
and I'll do what I do.
Deal?
Deal.
All right. Let's get this money ready.
No. No, no, no, no, no.
We can't trigger those explosives. Back up, back up.
Hurry, Wes Fox.
What about when the kidnappers put you in the truck?
That's when I heard the third guy.
No, you didn't.
- It was two guys. - LOLA: I know what I heard.
I don't know, maybe he was on the phone
or something, but there were three voices.
MARGOT: Deputy Boone...
Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah.
Guys, try to remember.
Did the-- did the kidnappers say anything specific,
like mention each other's names, anything like that?
No, no names,
but... something about "Shasta Grove"?
It was a... a brag, like--
"This'll teach 'em not to mess with Shasta Grove."
I think my nonno worked a couple fires up there back in the day.
It's like an old... old street or something.
My mom would know.
Well, too bad we can't ask her, man.
Hey, does the camera have a microphone?
Oh, we didn't think that you guys
knew you were being watched.
The surveillance state is always watching, dude.
(camera whirring faintly)
Oh.
There's no mic.
Where are those board games?
RUBY (faintly): Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!
- Ma'am. Ma'am... - Police! Stop!
Sharon?
- SHARON: Mom? - Wes? What's going on?
This is not safe!
How did you even find us here?
I was at the Meat Up. Amber's got a police scanner.
What part of "let her come to you" didn't stick?
Like I said, not my strong suit.
Hey. There's a fire, right--
- Why aren't you putting out the fire? - Ruby...
Nobody gets anywhere near this IED.
Manny, get her out of here.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God!
- Oh, my God. - Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Wes is disabling it.
The best we can do is give him space to work.
(gasping): Okay. Okay.
Okay, so if this is...
I-I think I know which wire to cut.
- You think? - What?
He thinks he knows which wire to cut?
You think?
You're gonna have to trust me.
- Oh! - (exhales)
On three...
I snip, you jump.
Oh...
WES: One...
...two...
- Three! - Ah!
- (Sharon exhales) - (Ruby whoops)
Oh! Oh! You...
You are the bravest woman I know.
Oh, those kids are
- in such good hands. - MANNY: Geez.
There's fire. Fire, fire,
- fire, fire, fire, fire. - Ohh. Okay.
- Okay. - Wes, keep digging, okay?
We gotta mark everything we find.
(reporters clamoring)
SHARON (over radio): IED disarmed.
Starting the search for more.
Does that mean Chief Leone's safe?
That means we could be called any second to dig.
So stomp out those hot spots now!
EVE: Hey. Jake.
- Jake, come-come here. - What?
I know we're all going through
a lot right now, and you the most.
But you yelling at Sharon, you yelling
at my guys, that is not the move.
Okay?
Hey, Cap. See that guy over there?
On the phone.
I don't know who he's talking to,
I only overheard a little,
but sounds like he's keeping tabs on us.
Hey, Deputy. Check my six?
They pulled her off the toe-popper.
But they're sweeping the field now.
JAKE: Excuse me, sir.
Who are you talking to?
Uh...
- Uh... - Hey! Deputy!
He's running!
JAKE: Hey!
Eve, northeast corner of the quarry.
I need your guys!
Hey! (grunts)
Stop!
Sheriff's office! Don't move!
It-it wasn't supposed to go down like this.
Things got out of control.
Last warning.
- Don't do it. - JAKE: Bomb!
- Stop! - EVE: Everybody get back!
- Get back, get back! - JAKE: No, no, no! Don't do it! Stop!
Ah!
(grunts)
* *
Thanks, Hank.
GINA: Who's Sean Abbott?
Night guard at the quarry
who took himself out with a booby trap.
The trap was protecting a shed.
Hank found cameras,
ammonium nitrate, all sorts of incriminating stuff.
He could be our "Donald."
BODE: Man, hope this works.
(breathing heavily)
BODE: I need another "S."
Is he running out of air?
Can you just give us a little bit of space?
Can you get, like, a water or something?
(Boone hyperventilating)
Dude.
Hey, what-- What-what is going on with you?
Boone.
I'm not a fan of tight spaces, man.
Elevator, a few floors, I can deal,
but this is like...
You... You're claustrophobic?
Uh... Wh-Why did you hide it?
Because I was doing... I was doing okay,
but then, this is like,
the air's, like, thinning out or something right now.
Okay, well, how-- Hey. Hey.
How do, how do we fix it?
Jason-- my old partner--
he would, like, keep me, like,
hyper-focused on, like, a task, you know, like, one task?
- We've got a task right here. Right? - Yeah.
- BODE: Right in front of us. - BOONE: Yeah.
- Okay? - Yes.
You got a task.
(Boone panting)
Boone, you got this. Okay?
BOONE: And...
and then...
Let's hope that Mickey sees it.
And Donald doesn't.
(exhales)
Wait. Mickey.
Look at this.
Wait. Freeze that?
Zoom in.
GINA: What is that?
"Don't mess with Shasta Grove"?
Donald is still with us.
He just cut off the feed.
He doesn't want us to get the message.
Shasta Grove?
It was a cul-de-sac
the county took by eminent domain back in the '80s.
It got razed to make way for the quarry.
- La Mirada Quarry. - Exactly.
The families who got kicked out of their homes
weren't happy about it.
Well, seems like some people still aren't.
I gotta go.
Whatever happens with this drop,
I want you to pull up all the information you can
on Shasta Grove-- property records,
articles, all of it.
SHARON: Okay, Wes has finished spotting and tagging the IEDs,
meaning... we can start digging for these kids.
All right? This area right here--
see, where there's no circles down on the ground?--
that's where the kids are.
MANNY: But we can't dig from above.
Container's probably compromised.
We don't want to add any more weight to it.
So, if the kids are here,
we can dig from a sloped angle, right here.
Digging around all these IEDs will take too long.
(whispers): Okay...
Okay, look, hey. Respectfully, sir,
the kids are running out of air.
There needs to be a faster way.
MANNY: Right.
I got it.
- Wes left us targets, right? - SHARON: Mm-hmm.
So we can hit some of those IEDs with a straight stream.
Set 'em off from a distance. That would give us enough room
so that we can trench our way to those kids.
Oh, but any explosion could just
further compromise the container.
I mean, if the live stream was up...
Yeah. Then we could tell what's either hurting them or helping.
- SHARON: Yes. - Dude, tell 'em.
- Tell us what? - EVE: Zane...
you ever hack any wireless cameras on the outside?
Couple of home security systems.
Let's get this man a laptop!
- Yes? - HANK: Come with me.
- Come on. - SHARON: Hey. Good work.
(coughing)
Some water.
We gotta control our breath.
Try to conserve air.
CALEB: Uh, guys?
Looks like the camera's back on.
Morse code.
Is it the kidnappers?
I think it's Eve.
She and Riley learned it one summer.
BOONE: B...
R...
A...
C...
E.
"Brace."
B...
O...
M.
"Brace boom?"
42's trying to tell us...
...they need to set off more bombs.
Why?
Best guess: they need to clear a path
so they can dig us out of here.
(engine running)
Remember, we wait for Bode's thumbs-up
before you pull that trigger.
Copy, Chief.
BOONE: Hey...
We gotta tell them no.
This trailer's taken too much damage already.
Boone, 42-- my mom--
they would-- they wouldn't do this unless they had to.
Everybody, cover your heads. Get down.
Really? Leone, no.
This is insane.
- (coughing) - BODE: Hey.
Margot?
- You okay? - MARGOT: I don't know.
You all right?
Ahh... My neck...
Are you allergic to anything?
Mold.
My, uh, EpiPen was in my bag.
ZANE: Is-is that girl okay?
- I'm not sure. - JAKE: Hey.
Hey, who's he talking about, Eve?
Eve?
She's been breathing this in the whole time.
She could go anaphylaxis soon.
(wheezing)
Boone... call it my savior complex,
whatever the hell you want...
...we gotta let 42 set off these IEDs
so we can get them out of here.
So we can get Margot out of here.
All right, everyone. Cover your heads.
Okay? Right now. Stay low.
All right, Jake, now!
MANNY: Hit it.
(kids scream)
BOONE: Leone.
BODE: Yeah. I-I see it.
(wind whistling)
(truck door opens)
(phone ringing)
All right, Donald, where am I going?
DONALD: You're there.
(buzzing)
Hook the money to the drone.
Disarm the bombs.
Tell me how to get the kids.
Then you get your money.
Money first, or the kids die.
Now, Sheriff Fox.
All right, you got the money. Tell me how to get the kids.
- Donald! - Goodbye, Sheriff Fox.
(kids yelp, gasp)
BOONE: Everybody good?
- Margot? - (wheezing)
BODE: She's struggling to breathe.
Come on. Right here.
Just lay down, okay? Lay down right there.
Easy. Easy, easy, easy. Lay down.
Relax. Hey. Hey, hey.
Hey, Caleb, grab, um,
grab me that medical bag right there. Grab the kit.
The light's going off again.
- Here. - (wheezing loudly)
BOONE: Hey.
42 wants to blow another IED.
Look, I know, I know where your head's at--
No, no. We gotta do it. Same page, Leone.
All right.
All right, everybody get down and brace again.
- Okay. - Cover your heads. Ready?
(whistles sharply) One more!
(kids scream)
Stop!
MANNY: All right, Chief, we're done with the hose.
Dig team! Dig team, let's go!
Let's go, we're moving out!
- (indistinct shouting) - Come on, Three Rock!
- One, two! - INMATES: Three Rock!
Hoo-rah!
* *
MANNY: Come on, let's go.
We need to slow that down, man.
BODE: Grab my Pulaski. Grab that right over there.
Use it to try and-- try to jam this thing shut
Margot, I'm not seeing an Epi in here.
Nothing for allergies.
They don't even have any antihistamines.
Listen, hey, uh, I need you to...
I need you to just try--
try and focus on your breathing.
Okay?
Just gotta slow your breathing down. Just calm.
Think of something really calm.
Okay? Try and-- try and slow, slow, slow your breathing down.
(indistinct shouting)
What do you have?
Maps of Shasta Grove and city records.
- (indistinct shouting) - How about names of the homeowners?
The clerk's office has hard copies
of the land titles from back then,
but it's too early for anyone to answer.
But I think I have something even better.
Ruby?
County Board of Supervisors, 1987 to 1988,
at your service, Sheriff.
It's a four-year term.
Yeah, I may have been impeached.
- All right, walk me through it. - RUBY: Okay.
(sighs) The county knew for years
that Shasta Grove backed up to this huge limestone deposit.
Developers kept knocking,
until one day an offer was made
that was too good to pass up.
This doesn't seem too good.
- The families got $30,000 each? - No.
I know. It wasn't the county's finest hour.
But, uh, the residents tried to fight,
um, but most of these families were lower income, so...
Evicted by the sheriff's office,
these homes were seized by the county,
then razed in a controlled burn...
by Cal Fire.
Wow. No wonder Donald struck
the day of the baseball game. This was personal for him.
Okay. We have 23 houses,
23 potential suspects,
but there's no names.
Oh, well, I can write a list for you.
My mind is like a steel trap
when it comes to people I've wronged.
- (Mickey scoffs) - More so,
people who have wronged me.
Okay. Let's see...
Uh...
We have the Bristows,
the Crestwells,
- the Abbotts... - Sean Abbott. The quarry guard.
The Conn family,
uh, Millers,
um... Burkes--
Burkes. Uh, Candace Burke. The bus driver.
- Holts... - She's in on this, too.
- Holts? - Yeah.
As in Lawrence Ray?
The man Brad Elkins from the comptroller's office
hired to kidnap the kids?
- Is he our Donald? - MICKEY: Maybe.
Brad said that there was another man,
a man in a wheelchair.
We're missing someone.
All right, let's... let's find
the last known addresses for these people first.
- We need to find them. - Okay. Yep.
EVE: Tex! Wheelbarrow.
Yes, Cap.
(indistinct chatter)
SHARON: Come on, Bode Boy.
Hey, we could use another shovel over here!
I got you, Cap!
(grunting)
Okay.
That should hold it for a bit.
Hopefully.
Margot...
Margot?
Bode, what's going on?
- BODE: Margot. - LOLA: Is she...
- Is she okay? - Margot.
Where we at, Bode?
She's not breathing.
- No! - Margot!
Come on, Margot. Stay with me.
JAKE: Yeah, get that barrow out of here. Go!
Come on, boys. Good work.
EVE: Keep the angle, guys, keep the angle.
JAKE: Good job. Help 'em out.
Jake...
I think Margot's in respiratory distress.
Oh, no.
We got to speed up the rescue, guys.
Look, Jake, I know we've been holding you back all day,
but if you've got something,
even something crazy, now's the time.
(phone buzzing)
SHARON: Uh...
Mickey, talk fast.
Sharon, we have suspects.
Hank searched the house of the school bus driver, Candace...
What? The school bus driver was in on it?
MICKEY: And the quarry guards,
Sean Abbott and Lawrence Ray Holt.
But I think there's someone else.
Hank found their supply stash in a shed in the quarry.
But he didn't have time to search it thoroughly.
Okay. So maybe they left a clue?
Let's do this together, Sharon.
I need you to be my eyes.
Okay.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey. That's it.
Look, I think I found a way to speed this up.
We do it together with Bode and Boone.
I'm gonna need Zane again.
EVE: Zane!
LOLA: Oh, my gosh.
Hey, Bode?
They're talking to us again.
- CALEB: Somebody do something. - Tell me what they're saying.
BOONE: O...
U...
T...
D...
I...
- G. - LOLA: Save her.
They want us to dig ourselves out?
They're digging their way to us.
They want us to meet them in the middle.
- The chute, Boone. - What?
You gotta climb in there.
Clear out any debris. All right?
Clear our way to the exit.
No, that-that is not a good idea, man.
- Nope. - Why not?
(exhales)
Because...
I'm claustrophobic.
And...
me digging through a tight space is...
It will not go well. Okay?
BODE: Boone, I-I can't leave her.
I know I'm not your partner,
but I need you to be mine. Right now.
(Boone exhales)
(exhales)
Um...
(inhales)
(grunts, whimpers)
(blows air)
(panting)
(groans)
(exhales)
(grunting)
MICKEY (over phone): All right, you're looking for
anything that could help us.
Addresses, receipts...
Mickey, I'm gonna send you a photo.
Have a look at that.
Okay.
Look.
That's definitely Candace.
RUBY: And that is Sean.
He used to deliver my newspaper.
MICKEY: There's Lawrence. So who's that?
Um...
Paul, Paul, Paul...
Paul... Paul Cresswell.
Um, I remember he won some big science contest.
Um, he, uh, became an engineer, I think.
He was crazy smart.
Smart enough to throw around words like "hypercapnia"
and calculate air supply numbers off the top of his head?
GINA: Wait. Mickey,
I went to prom with his cousin.
I ran into him at the Meat Up last week.
He said Paul was diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer six months ago.
He's been living at the hospital.
Have Hank meet me at Edgewater Memorial.
* *
Ah, your friends taking you out for some fresh air?
I'll send you a postcard.
(door swings open)
Sheriff's office! Don't move!
Hands where I can see them!
Hello, Donald.
Sheriff Fox.
Why?
A man with your brains.
I guess you could say I wanted to...
cash out before I cash out.
Not that it's about the money. I won't be around to spend it.
This was about righting a wrong.
By endangering a bunch of kids?
We were kids, too.
You cops...
firefighters... you destroyed our homes.
This city ruined us.
Well, it's over now.
Sean's dead.
Oh, my God. Sean...
- (shrieks) - Ah! (groans)
We need a doctor over here!
(groaning)
I had to shoot.
He made a move.
You did what you had to do.
We all did.
LOLA: Bode, do something.
Damn it!
Talk to me, Leone!
I lost her pulse.
No...
BODE: Starting compressions.
- (panting) - EVE: All right.
Keep going, gentlemen!
(panting, grunting)
(grunts loudly)
(indistinct chatter)
* *
JAKE: Good work.
EVE: Keep the angle, y'all.
- Keep the angle! - (indistinct shouting)
(grunts)
Hey! Hey, I think we got something!
We need medics over here!
(indistinct shouting)
* *
EVE: Come on.
(coughing)
BOONE: Kids, the kids...
* Oh-oh *
* Help, my head is going under *
- * Put the light in my eyes * - Good work, good work. The next one's coming.
- Come on, come on. - * All I see is darkness *
* Pick me off the concrete *
* When I fall my hardest *
* Stitch me back together *
* When I'm cut wide open *
- You got her. - * When I'm barely breathing *
* Heart is hardly beating *
* Hold me when I'm broken *
Come on. Come on. Come on, baby.
Come on.
Right here. We got you.
- Come on. - Where's my mom?
- JAKE: Come on. - * Help me, father *
* Sister, brother... *
JAKE: Listen to my voice.
There you go.
Hey. Hey.
Hey. Hey. You're good.
You're good.
All right, she's good, she's good, she's with us.
- Let's go. - * Put the light in my eyes *
* When all I see is darkness *
* Pick me off the concrete *
- * When I fall my hardest * - (sobbing)
- * Stitch me back together * - (parents crying, exclaiming)
* When I'm cut wide open *
* When I'm barely breathing *
* Heart is hardly beating *
* Hold me when I'm broken *
* Oh-oh-oh *
* Hold me when I'm broken *
* Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh *
* Oh, oh *
* Oh, oh, oh. *
All right, gentlemen.
I got burgers and fries.
- Oh, ho! - (inmates exclaiming)
Ha, ha, let's dig in!
- Oh, don't say "dig," Cap. - (laughter)
What my boy means is thank you for dinner.
Oh, no. Don't thank me.
You young fellas did one hell of a job out there today,
and I wanted to show my appreciation, so...
There you go.
Really? 'Cause we heard you was
talking trash about the program that's giving us a shot.
WES: Oh.
Well, no. My problem's not with you, young men.
My problem's with the state that's using you all.
If you're so worried about how little we're gettin' paid,
why don't you throw some money on the books?
Well, I would, but, um...
as you fellas probably know,
most of my money is made under the table. So...
You're one of us, O.G.
You are. Hey, hang with us, old man.
I'd love to, but...
I've, uh...
got other plans.
All right, Wes. Thank you.
WES: Thank you!
All right, let's dig in! Come on.
- Grab a box. - (indistinct chatter)
Bank shot. Corner pocket.
(laughs)
I guess you're a better pool shark
than you are a clean-up hitter.
We faced down death, bro. I think we can...
think we can drop the trash talk.
Nah.
It's too fun to drop it. (chuckles)
Eight ball, side pocket.
(exhales)
(chuckles)
Double or nothing?
You know, um...
you know what's not fun, bro?
Being claustrophobic, stuck inside that box?
My version was years inside of a prison cell.
Learned real fast how to go to my "happy place."
Maybe this will help you get there.
My bogus speeding ticket?
Call us even?
- You're gonna-- I know-- - (laughing)
I ain't...
It was a nice try. You almost got me with the hair thing.
* *
Didn't expect an invite from this house any time soon.
Hmm.
A lot of these records, they're, they're-- they're yours.
They're... Not that one, though.
- * You're an angel... * - Oh, wait. Is that--
Is that our song?
(chuckles)
Well, you are so good when you're bad.
(laughs)
* You're the closest *
* Thing to heaven *
* I've ever had *
(Wes laughs softly)
* Oh, but sometimes... *
Ah. Ah. Press conferences are so much more fun
- when it's good news. - Mm-hmm.
You know?
Kids are safe.
Kidnappers in jail.
Money recovered.
- (sighs) - (bottles clink)
(fridge closes)
(both groan quietly)
Is someone here?
* You would never... *
(gasps) Oh...!
What is more surprising?
A quarry rigged with bombs,
or those two dancing together?
Yeah, the way they used to fight
- was like bombs going off. - (chuckle)
- * Doin' things... * - Mm.
And then they would make up.
All would be good.
- Oh, no. That's where we learned that from. - Mm.
Is from them.
* On your feelings... *
You know, it's been good--
not easy, but good--
having Dad back in my life.
You know, I guess I wanted you and Ruby to have
what Dad and I have.
But I didn't ask you
if it's what you wanted.
* But when an angel *
Thanks.
* Lets her hair down... *
You know Ruby actually helped me take down the kidnappers?
She's the one who cracked the case.
Of course she did.
(Ruby laughing)
I don't know what kind of relationship I want with Ruby.
Um, or if I even want one at all.
(sighs)
But when it comes to you and me...
I want a sister like you.
* You're so good when you're bad... *
It's 'cause I apologized, isn't it?
It was amazing!
- (Mickey laughing) - When did you learn how to do that?
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