9-1-1 (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 16 - Bobby Begins Again - full transcript
After his devastating family tragedy in Minnesota, Bobby moves to LA, where he becomes Captain of the 118, and meets Athena for the first time.
Please state your name for the record.
Uh...
Robert Wade Nash.
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Help! Please help!
There's a fire, there's
smoke everywhere!
I can't see. God, Please. Please!
Mommy, I can't see anything.
It's okay, baby. Daddy's coming.
Marcy?
Bobby! Brook!
Marcy!
- Bobby! The floor!
- We have to evacuate! Come on!
Now!
- We gotta get out of here.
- Marcy!
I don't see them. I
have to get back inside.
Sir, they're gonna be fine, okay?
No, no, no, no, no,
no. I don't see them.
Okay, sir, sir, sir, I
need you to stay calm, okay?
I need you to breathe. Look at me.
- My family is in there. My kids.
- And we'll find them. We will.
They'll be fine, but right
now I need you stay here, okay?
I-I am a firefighter. You
can walk me back in there.
Sir, it's okay. Let me see your hands.
Okay, we're gonna have to cover
- these up, okay?
- Marcy!
- No! Marcy!
- Sir...
That's my wife. You
got to let me through.
- Sir. Sir. Sir.
- That's my wife. Let me through.
- Sir!
- Let me... That's my wife!
- Sir!
- Marcy!
- Phil!
- Here we go.
Bobby, Bobby, she's breathing.
She's alive. Now, go with her.
I, uh... Marcy!
No, no, Phil, Phil, no,
no, my kids, my kids,
they would have been... they
would have been with her.
- Where are my kids?
- Bobby, Bobby, she's alive.
- You got to focus on...
- No, no, my...
Bobby, Bobby, Bobby.
Marcy's alive. Now stay with her.
- Go. Get in.
- I can't...
Get in. Focus on Marcy, Bob.
We entreat you, Lord,
to look with favor on your servant...
Marcy...
who is weak and failing,
and refresh the life you have created.
Uh, Bobby.
Bobby.
Marcy?
I'm right here, Marcy.
It's okay. It's okay.
The kids... where are they?
The kids are fine.
They're safe.
I knew you'd come and save us.
Marcy!
- Marcy!
- Code Blue!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Please, please... Please, please.
Ooh, what do we have tonight?
Oh, well, on the menu this evening,
we have a fine ragù
of assorted vegetables,
pulled fresh from the
midland soil by people
who then sold them to me for money.
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
Mmm.
Mmm!
Wow. Chef Nash!
I like the ring.
Oh, gross!
Dear Lord, thank you for another
day full of love and family.
Thank you for this food.
Keep us all safe. Amen.
All right, Brook, are you ready?
Give you some pasta?
Robert, can you take this
and give some to your mother?
How are we gonna do this?
Captain Nash, can you hear me?
You have to go. You have to go.
I don't want to, I don't want to.
Captain Nash...
I'm sorry.
Mommy, is Daddy okay?
He's fine, honey.
We'll see him soon. I promise.
I love you so much.
Shock him. All clear?
Captain Nash? Can you hear me?
Why?!
Why did you bring me back?
I was there! With them!
- Sir... come on.
- Why!?
- Sir, relax. Sir.
- Get him... get him out of here.
- We'll walk him out.
- And keep his name
off the damn radio.
_
Am I fired?
For what?
Being an alcoholic?
Pick a day,
I'll point you to ten church basements.
You'll see some familiar faces.
Guess you read the report.
Yeah.
They cleared me.
I don't want that.
I confessed because 148
people died in there, Phil.
You were drunk and high
and left a space heater on
unattended, and it overheated.
Then the circuit breaker didn't trip.
The water supply failed to supply water.
Building alarms with dead batteries
and no electrical backup.
Dozens of code violations
that were overlooked.
I missed them, too, and I lived there.
I have to own this. I have to...
What?
Punish yourself?
Yes.
Bobby.
You want to be punished?
Your punishment is that you lived.
Now, make it worth a damn.
I'm Bobby. I'm an alcoholic.
Hi, Bobby.
When I first came here,
I was alone.
No friends, no family, no higher power.
I told Oscar I didn't believe
in it, I didn't need it.
And he said, "Imagine...
"you're by the ocean.
"You walk out into the waves.
"You hold out your
hand, and you say, 'Stop.
"'Be still.'
"And if the ocean obliges,
congratulations, you're God."
"And if it don't,
"sit down, shut up
"and accept how
powerless you really are.
Or get drunk."
I'm not real good with speeches,
and I'm-I'm less good with praise,
but I'm all right with gratitude.
So I want to say thank you.
I wouldn't be here without you.
So, how was work?
Still riding a desk.
- And climbing the walls?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I got to be honest, I
want to get back out there.
I need to get back out there.
You've been working the steps,
and you're coming up
on the difficult one.
This is for when you get there.
"We made a list of all
persons we had harmed.
We became willing to
make amends to them all."
I'm proud of you, Bobby.
They would be, too.
- Six months.
- Fantastic.
Keep at it and we can
start a poker game.
So...
- what's next?
- I go back to work.
Real work. Put me back out there.
I'm not sure you're ready for that.
148 names.
Those are lives that I
owe to balance the books,
and I can't do that riding a desk.
- I'm ready.
- Great.
You are.
It's gonna take a while
for any of these guys
to feel comfortable walking through fire
with you watching their back.
All right, then transfer
me. I don't care where.
Bobby, what's really going on?
I need to atone for what
I've done in my own way,
and if you won't let me do that here,
then send me someplace that will.
Dart and a map, coach. Just put me in.
All right, folks, five minutes.
House is open.
$20 goes in, $100 pays out.
- What's the over-under?
- I got six weeks.
Give me four... on credit.
I gotta run to the ATM.
Boy, I'm gonna eat your
lunch, and you better pay up
'cause I know the bookie,
and she's a madwoman.
- Sal, you in?
- I'll give him one week, tops.
Guy's from, like, Nebraska.
- Minnesota, actually.
- Whatever.
There's New York, there's L.A.,
and in between, there's Nebraska.
Ooh, Chicago's gonna kick your ass.
Hey, there's a whole lot
of Little Leagues out there,
but if you ain't the Yankees,
you're just not playing baseball.
Doesn't everybody hate the Yankees?
Listen, we've had, like,
six captains in two years.
We're like the Island of
Misfit Toys for retiring brass.
Might be nice for somebody
to stick around for a while.
I'm saying the barn burns
down or the road needs salting,
sure, guy's a rock star.
Fire at the fair, news at 11:00.
But L.A.'s gonna look
like Mars to this Podunk,
and we're fresh out of training wheels.
You're also out of half the supplies
that should be stocked on this truck.
So...
give me the odds on lasting
longer than one or all of you.
Briefing in five.
I've got 20 on the Viking.
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
The palm tree is eating him alive!
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Her head is swelling up like a melon!
It's Maurice, he's gone crazy!
Help!
What am I looking at?
Are we rescuing a cat?
Whoa!
Tree trimmer. Fronds got him.
Really wedged in there.
Tommy, get on the
ladder and prep the saw.
Hen, I need you teed up at
the base, ready to attend.
Yeah.
Looks like an allergic
reaction to the hair dye.
- It's probably PPD.
- PP what?
- I thought this was a holistic salon.
- We are.
We pride ourselves
on our green policies.
We even use non toxic products
to clean the equipment.
You didn't use it on my head.
I- I need a decoder ring.
Who lays out a city this way?
- This happen a lot?
- Few times a year.
Sometimes the weight
can snap their necks.
Sometimes they suffocate
before we can get to them.
Okay, cut her free.
Just don't decapitate
her. It's my first day.
Just hang in there, okay? We're
gonna get you out of there.
I hope so.
I have a really big
audition this afternoon.
Freeway. Let's get on
the freeway right here.
Doing great.
Just relax.
2:00 in the afternoon.
Where are these people even going?
All right. Okay.
Break.
Yeah, you got him?
Almost there.
We're coming down.
Well, that's new.
I don't think she's getting that part.
All right, a stabbing.
This I can deal with. Patch
them up, move them out.
Help me!
Please, help me.
Not seeing any punctures.
- Just...
- Slashes.
They don't look like knife wounds.
They're too narrow and shallow.
- Razor blade?
- Sir, can you tell us what happened?
Maurice... went crazy.
Okay, we're gonna patch you
up and get you out of here.
- The police are on their way.
- Police? No, no, no, no, no.
Oh, there he is!
- Come on!
- He's coming, he's coming!
- I guess that's Maurice.
- Oh, my... A cockfighting ring?
That's what we're doing back
here? Why are we helping him?
What are you, one of those
animal rights types, huh?
Well, her name is Hen.
So what do we do with the assailant?
He's gonna attack. Don't look at him.
No, no, no, no, I-I We got
this. We got this. Tommy.
Help me corner the colonel here.
- Hah! Oh, God!
- What, are you gonna kiss him?
Do you want to stay
and see what happens?
We're already looking
at what's gonna happen.
Hey!
Rocky, dude.
Okay. All right.
Okay.
Come on.
You're okay. I got you.
You're okay. You're okay.
I got you.
West Coast, meet Midwest.
You're okay.
Okay.
All right, buddy, you're okay.
LAPD, I'm Sergeant Grant.
Got a call about a
stabbing. Unknown assailant.
Well, actually, his name is Maurice.
Wha...
Don't worry, he's been disarmed.
Go easy on him, Sergeant.
He's had a rough day.
Oh, no. No, no.
No, no. No, nope.
So, how's the left coast treating you?
Um... it's a different world.
I bet.
You been making your meetings?
Hasn't really been a problem.
No matter where you go,
never hard to find a room
full of old drunks and addicts.
90 meetings in 90 days, Bobby.
And you'll keep looking
for a local sponsor, right?
Yeah.
Take care of yourself, Bobby.
Will do.
Thank you, Father.
Oh, sorry.
Did I keep you long?
That man has had a
ridiculously busy month.
Uh, it's all right. I just...
It's been a while since I've done this.
- Can we just talk here?
- Please, sit down.
Oh.
Something for your
collection plate, Father
Oh.
Would've been a year,
but last night...
- I-I reset the clock a bit.
- Mm.
- Did you have a bad day?
- No, I had a good one.
Oh.
And you don't get to have those?
I don't deserve to have those.
I made a mistake.
And, Father, there aren't
enough candles in this church
for the people that I hurt.
But I made a promise,
and I've got a plan.
A way to make things right.
And until then, you
don't get to be happy?
I don't get to forget.
And for a moment, I did.
Was doing good work with good people.
It felt familiar, like my life before.
And I thought if I let myself...
I could go on living. Here.
Where'd you transplant from?
Minnesota. Took a job at the LAFD.
I basically ran away from
one fire into another.
In my experience, there's
only been one person
who was good at
multitasking from a cross.
He saved everybody from up there.
Now, if you want to help people,
take this back... and earn it again.
Thanks so much, you guys. Thank you.
How are we looking?
- Uh...
- That good, huh?
Well, it's worse than last month.
- Which was...
- Worse than the month before that.
Babe.
We're gonna be okay.
We'll figure it out.
Okay.
Hey, why don't you, uh, forget
about the paperwork and just
take Freddie home? I'll lock up.
Are you sure?
What? You afraid I can't
keep up with the dinner rush?
Point taken.
- I'll see you guys at home, okay?
- Okay, honey.
Get your stuff together,
we're going home.
Wait. Wait a minute, I just want
to finish this part, all right?
Hey.
Can I get you something
else? Like... food?
Why would I want food?
Well, because you're in a restaurant.
- Yeah, no.
- Look, man,
you gotta buy something
or you gotta leave.
Fine.
I'm taking my business elsewhere.
What business?
What business?!
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Our restaurant is on fire!
I think my son's in there.
What's your location?
Guillermo's Eatery. 2384 Ferrer Avenue.
I think my son went
back in for his laptop.
I accidentally left it
in there and now...
- Freddie!
- Victor!
My husband just ran in there
after him. Please, hurry!
Why haven't they come out yet?
Why didn't the sprinklers come on?
We got two inside.
Teenage boy and his dad.
Please. Please, my family's in...
- Stay back.
- Ma'am, ma'am, we are on it.
Let's get a hose line going.
Kinard, you hit the roof.
- You guys work containment from out here.
- Please, please.
- You have to save them!
- Han, Wilson.
Don't worry. I got 'em.
Cyanokits on standby.
Deluca, you're with...
Deluca, get back here.
Deluca, what are you doing?
My job. Saving lives.
Deluca, what's your location?
Lots of smoke, too much
vapor. Flashover conditions.
Marcy! Bobby!
Marcy!
I got someone!
Sir, can you hear me?
Freddie.
I'm sorry.
Flashover.
Okay, there's a
skylight right above you.
Copy. I'm gonna vent the roof.
Copy that. Clearing the roof.
Paramedic!
Watch your back.
- Where are you going?
- There's a kid in there.
Cap! Hey, Cap! Sal's got him!
- Deluca, what the hell?!
- Went out the back.
- Seemed safer.
- Dad?
- Dad. Mom, I'm sorry.
- No. No, no.
- I didn't mean it. I didn't...
- No, No. I-I know. I know.
- I know.
- I didn't...
- I didn't mean to...
- Thank you. Thank you so much.
- Is my dad okay?
- Yes, he'll be fine.
- But we got to move him.
- All right, let's get you in here.
Hey. It's gonna be okay.
I promise.
Found him hiding in the bathroom.
Smart kid. Probably saved
his own life with that move.
Well, I'm glad somebody
was thinking tonight.
Deluca, I need a minute.
Now, Deluca!
You're a piece of work. You
come in here with your nose
in the air and your eyes looking down.
- Sal, stop.
- You might want
to watch your tone there, Deluca.
Why? 'Cause you're my captain?
You're not.
You're just the latest jackhole
in a long line of jackholes
that come into this house and
think they know how to run it.
And you think you know how to run it?
You put people's lives at risk
so that you could play hero.
That kid would be dead right
now if it wasn't for me.
We could all be dead
right now because of you.
- We just got lucky.
- That wasn't luck, man.
That was skill. The kind of
skill it takes to save lives,
to lead this house.
But definitely not the temperament.
Okay. Okay, enough.
Look, we get it, Fredo.
You got passed over.
Now let it go and say you're sorry.
You want me to apologize to
this mook? Never gonna happen.
You are gonna learn to respect
the chain of command, Deluca,
or you're not gonna work here anymore.
Screw you.
Yeah, I guess I got my answer.
You're relieved of duty.
You're firing me?
Pack your stuff, get out.
Did one of you polish
the pipes on the engine,
or do you delegate that to a probie?
That was... that was me.
Did it not meet your
expectations, Captain?
No.
It exceeded them. Nice work.
Thank you.
So what's with the book?
Sorry. I was just trying
to make conversation.
Okay, Wilson, what do
you want to talk about?
Hen. Everybody calls me "Hen."
Not to be confused with "Han",
who everybody around
here calls "Chimney".
- Chimney? Why?
- You should ask him.
And the guy you fired the other
day... we used to call him "Sal."
You think I was wrong to fire him.
- He nearly got us killed.
- But he didn't.
- Everybody lived.
- Which is why
I would have given him a second chance.
He didn't want one,
at least not from me.
Maybe he'll have better luck at the 122.
You surprised?
- You fired him.
- Yeah, from this house.
Then I called Chief Alonzo,
and I suggested a suspension
and transfer would be best for everyone.
That's... gracious.
I like to think of it as
fair... which I do try to be.
Hopefully, you'll learn
that as you get to know me.
Listen, tomorrow night some
of us are going out for drinks.
You should join us.
I don't know.
Join us.
Look, man, Sal may have been a tool,
but he was a useful
one most of the time.
The punishment... did not fit the crime.
He fired Sal to mark his territory.
Keep the rest of us in line.
Cap found a spot for him.
At the 122.
I mean, after six weeks of suspension
- for insubordination.
- Seriously?
Cap's plan was always
just to reprimand him,
- but Sal...
- Talked himself out of a job.
Well, at least that part tracks.
By the way, does anyone
know what the hell
a "mook" is?
It means a stupid person.
I googled it.
Didn't expect to see you here, Cap.
Ah, Wilson... uh, Hen... invited me.
- Oh, did she now?
- What can I get for you?
Can I get a club soda, please?
And another round of
whatever they're having?
- Thanks.
- Thank you.
Drinks are on me tonight.
All right, make some room, come on.
Cap's here, Cap's here.
I'm telling you, single is easier.
Having the scars impresses women,
- getting 'em freaks 'em out.
- Well, listen,
I still get decent
mileage out of this one.
That house fire, down
in Venice, last year.
Factory explosion.
Caught a piece of shrapnel this big.
- Ooh...
- Ouch.
I don't know.
I am thus far unscarred
and I fully intend to remain that way.
Besides, I find this whole ritual
a pale insult to the great Robert Shaw.
Mm.
- What about you, Cap?
- All right.
Four-alarm blaze at an outlet mall,
electrical burn from
a live junction box.
- Oof.
- Oh, yeah.
Whoa.
Source of the fire, as it turned out.
"I don't want to die without any scars."
- Tyler Durden?
- Fight Club.
Come on!
What?
I'm sorry, guys. I
have to call it a night.
I'm gonna make sure the
waitress keeps the tab
- open for you, okay?
- What, no.
Step away. Hands in the air.
Sergeant Grant.
It's just me, Captain Nash.
I know.
You still upset about the rooster?
What you doing here, Captain?
Just following a hunch, I guess.
- You?
- Same.
Laying in bed, trying to sleep
and then I started thinking,
"when it rains, it pours."
But not in here.
See, sprinkler system never went off.
And the wife said it was
serviced just last month.
Seems the water valve
around back was shut off.
You have the same hunch?
No.
Mine was about the source of the fire.
Typically, these things are electrical.
But the breaker's untouched.
Everything else is powered down.
I followed the burn patterns here.
And this is where I found the father.
Hmm, man runs into a
building looking for his son
and runs to the worst of it?
Only how would he know
where that is unless...
What do we got here?
What is left of a nine-volt battery.
And you see there? Steel wool.
Improvised incendiary timing device.
Probably set it before
he left and didn't expect
- his kid to come back.
- Runs inside.
Doesn't see his son.
Tries to put out the
fire, but it's too late.
This was arson.
Yeah.
Man sets his own place on fire.
I'm a hypocrite.
Bobby, I hate to break it to you,
but I'm a sinner who wags
his finger at other sinners.
So, welcome to hypocrisy.
I pulled this guy out of a fire.
Good man, good father.
Just in over his head.
So, he burned down his
family business, for his family.
Mm.
Almost got 'em killed.
But somehow it's me,
the guy who did get his family killed,
who has to hold him accountable,
when I can't even hold myself...
I wouldn't even have this job
if Saint Paul hadn't
whitewashed my file.
Strings were pulled to get me this job,
details were left out,
and I allowed it to happen.
So did St. Paul.
And I mean the man, not the city.
He wasn't always Paul,
and he certainly wasn't always a saint.
- Saul.
- Christ appeared to him
in a blinding flash and embraced
him with love and absolution
and gave him a fresh
purpose and a new name.
Now, L.A. is not exactly
Damascus, Bobby,
but it is where you find yourself.
Father, they whitewashed my file,
not my application for
sainthood. And I let 'em.
- I don't deserve it.
- But that is
the whole point of
the story of St. Paul.
And of our faith.
Grace is not something
that you earn or deserve.
It is a divine gift.
And I'm just supposed to accept that?
Yes. Yes.
Thank you. Thank you.
Sir.
Can we talk?
Something wrong, Sergeant?
Anxious to get him home.
Sir?
Just give us a minute, El.
You know, why don't we
just bring the car around?
No, no, I want to stay with Dad.
It's okay, buddy. Just go with Mom.
- Come on.
- Dad, what's going on?
It's okay. They...
they just want to talk
to me about the fire.
Okay, what do you need to talk about?
- It was an accident.
- No, it wasn't.
- Sir, you don't have to...
- Victor?
- What did you do?
- He didn't do anything.
Yes, I did.
I set the fire.
Every month, we went
deeper into the hole,
and we were gonna lose everything.
I... I just thought a...
big check from the insurance company
would give us another shot.
Sir, I'm gonna have to
take you into custody.
What were you thinking?
He was thinking of you. He
was thinking of both of you.
My father is not a criminal.
He's not a criminal!
- Freddie, it's all right...
- No, don't you touch me!
You said everything was
gonna be okay. You lied.
Freddie, stop, stop, okay?
I have to go with them now.
- I have to go.
- No. Dad...
I love you! I love you both!
- Okay, enough, Freddie.
- You're supposed to save people.
- Enough.
- You're supposed to save them!
He called me a liar.
And it stung.
Well, it sounds about right.
By your own admission,
you're a hypocritical liar
who lies a lot.
All right. All right, you
made a joke out of that.
Well, that's because it's funny.
But it's also true.
Your team. The other firefighters.
- Do they know your past?
- No.
- I don't want them to.
- Mm.
They're good people, good firefighters,
and I ask everything of them.
To offer up all of themselves.
To trust that I can be
in two places at once.
- How's that?
- In front, to lead them.
And behind them, to
always have their backs.
I ask for their trust, and
I can't give it back in return.
You don't have to tell
them what you've done
in order to show them who you are.
Bobby, you may have a plan,
and that's all well and good.
But I have faith.
I have faith that God has
a very different plan for you.
Hey. Looking good.
How are you? Hey.
Hi, Captain.
Hey, listen up!
I want everybody upstairs ASAP.
Come on.
What do you think that's about?
I'm just hoping I'm not the
one who gets fired this time.
What's going on?
Little something I like to call dinner.
Take a seat.
I didn't know you cooked, Cap.
It's been a while.
I'm a little rusty, so,
you'll have to forgive
me if not everything
- is exactly perfect.
- If that tastes as good as it smells,
I'll forgive you for anything.
So what's the occasion?
No occasion. I'm just
starting a new tradition.
We here at the 118 work
together and we eat together.
- Every shift.
- Family dinner.
I'm in.
Surprise!
Aww...
Oh!
How's that cake taste, Tommy?
Yo.
Uh, hi. I'm Evan Buckley, new recruit.
I was told to report to Captain Nash.
You know a Captain Nash? You?
You?
Uh... Um...
Take a seat, Evan.
Uh, Buck.
Ev... Everyone just calls me Buck.
Well, welcome to the 118, Buck.
Thank you.
Ah, this is amazing.
- Is it always like this?
- Always.
Well, when Bobby's in the
captain's chair, anyway.
I think I might be in the right place.
Hey, Cap. Why are you sitting
up here in your civvies?
And how come I am not
smelling my breakfast? Heh.
Maybe you should all sit down.
Oh. This doesn't feel good.
All right. I know the
shift's about to start,
but I wanted to be here
to tell you this in person.
As of this morning, pending
further investigation,
I am officially suspended
from my duties here at the 118.
What? Why? That-That's
insane. Suspended for what?
For not disclosing what
happened in Minnesota
- before I took the job.
- Minnesota?
- That's old news.
- Well, not to them,
and if they knew all the details,
there's a very good chance
they never would've hired me.
Cap, you don't owe
them that part of you.
- You owe them your record.
- All the people you've helped.
- The lives you've saved.
- Well, I knew the truth would
catch up to me one day.
I just figured by the time
it did, it wouldn't matter.
I'd have nothing left to lose.
I was wrong.
Captain Nash, you understand
that you are entitled to have
a union representative
or attorney present?
I do.
And you also understand that this is not
- a criminal proceeding?
- I do.
Captain Nash, the duty of this panel
is to make a recommendation
as to whether or not
you should remain a member of
the Los Angeles Fire Department,
and anything you say to
us will be used in making
- this determination.
- I understand.
I just want to tell the truth.
Uh...
Robert Wade Nash.
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Help! Please help!
There's a fire, there's
smoke everywhere!
I can't see. God, Please. Please!
Mommy, I can't see anything.
It's okay, baby. Daddy's coming.
Marcy?
Bobby! Brook!
Marcy!
- Bobby! The floor!
- We have to evacuate! Come on!
Now!
- We gotta get out of here.
- Marcy!
I don't see them. I
have to get back inside.
Sir, they're gonna be fine, okay?
No, no, no, no, no,
no. I don't see them.
Okay, sir, sir, sir, I
need you to stay calm, okay?
I need you to breathe. Look at me.
- My family is in there. My kids.
- And we'll find them. We will.
They'll be fine, but right
now I need you stay here, okay?
I-I am a firefighter. You
can walk me back in there.
Sir, it's okay. Let me see your hands.
Okay, we're gonna have to cover
- these up, okay?
- Marcy!
- No! Marcy!
- Sir...
That's my wife. You
got to let me through.
- Sir. Sir. Sir.
- That's my wife. Let me through.
- Sir!
- Let me... That's my wife!
- Sir!
- Marcy!
- Phil!
- Here we go.
Bobby, Bobby, she's breathing.
She's alive. Now, go with her.
I, uh... Marcy!
No, no, Phil, Phil, no,
no, my kids, my kids,
they would have been... they
would have been with her.
- Where are my kids?
- Bobby, Bobby, she's alive.
- You got to focus on...
- No, no, my...
Bobby, Bobby, Bobby.
Marcy's alive. Now stay with her.
- Go. Get in.
- I can't...
Get in. Focus on Marcy, Bob.
We entreat you, Lord,
to look with favor on your servant...
Marcy...
who is weak and failing,
and refresh the life you have created.
Uh, Bobby.
Bobby.
Marcy?
I'm right here, Marcy.
It's okay. It's okay.
The kids... where are they?
The kids are fine.
They're safe.
I knew you'd come and save us.
Marcy!
- Marcy!
- Code Blue!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Please, please... Please, please.
Ooh, what do we have tonight?
Oh, well, on the menu this evening,
we have a fine ragù
of assorted vegetables,
pulled fresh from the
midland soil by people
who then sold them to me for money.
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
Mmm.
Mmm!
Wow. Chef Nash!
I like the ring.
Oh, gross!
Dear Lord, thank you for another
day full of love and family.
Thank you for this food.
Keep us all safe. Amen.
All right, Brook, are you ready?
Give you some pasta?
Robert, can you take this
and give some to your mother?
How are we gonna do this?
Captain Nash, can you hear me?
You have to go. You have to go.
I don't want to, I don't want to.
Captain Nash...
I'm sorry.
Mommy, is Daddy okay?
He's fine, honey.
We'll see him soon. I promise.
I love you so much.
Shock him. All clear?
Captain Nash? Can you hear me?
Why?!
Why did you bring me back?
I was there! With them!
- Sir... come on.
- Why!?
- Sir, relax. Sir.
- Get him... get him out of here.
- We'll walk him out.
- And keep his name
off the damn radio.
_
Am I fired?
For what?
Being an alcoholic?
Pick a day,
I'll point you to ten church basements.
You'll see some familiar faces.
Guess you read the report.
Yeah.
They cleared me.
I don't want that.
I confessed because 148
people died in there, Phil.
You were drunk and high
and left a space heater on
unattended, and it overheated.
Then the circuit breaker didn't trip.
The water supply failed to supply water.
Building alarms with dead batteries
and no electrical backup.
Dozens of code violations
that were overlooked.
I missed them, too, and I lived there.
I have to own this. I have to...
What?
Punish yourself?
Yes.
Bobby.
You want to be punished?
Your punishment is that you lived.
Now, make it worth a damn.
I'm Bobby. I'm an alcoholic.
Hi, Bobby.
When I first came here,
I was alone.
No friends, no family, no higher power.
I told Oscar I didn't believe
in it, I didn't need it.
And he said, "Imagine...
"you're by the ocean.
"You walk out into the waves.
"You hold out your
hand, and you say, 'Stop.
"'Be still.'
"And if the ocean obliges,
congratulations, you're God."
"And if it don't,
"sit down, shut up
"and accept how
powerless you really are.
Or get drunk."
I'm not real good with speeches,
and I'm-I'm less good with praise,
but I'm all right with gratitude.
So I want to say thank you.
I wouldn't be here without you.
So, how was work?
Still riding a desk.
- And climbing the walls?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I got to be honest, I
want to get back out there.
I need to get back out there.
You've been working the steps,
and you're coming up
on the difficult one.
This is for when you get there.
"We made a list of all
persons we had harmed.
We became willing to
make amends to them all."
I'm proud of you, Bobby.
They would be, too.
- Six months.
- Fantastic.
Keep at it and we can
start a poker game.
So...
- what's next?
- I go back to work.
Real work. Put me back out there.
I'm not sure you're ready for that.
148 names.
Those are lives that I
owe to balance the books,
and I can't do that riding a desk.
- I'm ready.
- Great.
You are.
It's gonna take a while
for any of these guys
to feel comfortable walking through fire
with you watching their back.
All right, then transfer
me. I don't care where.
Bobby, what's really going on?
I need to atone for what
I've done in my own way,
and if you won't let me do that here,
then send me someplace that will.
Dart and a map, coach. Just put me in.
All right, folks, five minutes.
House is open.
$20 goes in, $100 pays out.
- What's the over-under?
- I got six weeks.
Give me four... on credit.
I gotta run to the ATM.
Boy, I'm gonna eat your
lunch, and you better pay up
'cause I know the bookie,
and she's a madwoman.
- Sal, you in?
- I'll give him one week, tops.
Guy's from, like, Nebraska.
- Minnesota, actually.
- Whatever.
There's New York, there's L.A.,
and in between, there's Nebraska.
Ooh, Chicago's gonna kick your ass.
Hey, there's a whole lot
of Little Leagues out there,
but if you ain't the Yankees,
you're just not playing baseball.
Doesn't everybody hate the Yankees?
Listen, we've had, like,
six captains in two years.
We're like the Island of
Misfit Toys for retiring brass.
Might be nice for somebody
to stick around for a while.
I'm saying the barn burns
down or the road needs salting,
sure, guy's a rock star.
Fire at the fair, news at 11:00.
But L.A.'s gonna look
like Mars to this Podunk,
and we're fresh out of training wheels.
You're also out of half the supplies
that should be stocked on this truck.
So...
give me the odds on lasting
longer than one or all of you.
Briefing in five.
I've got 20 on the Viking.
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
The palm tree is eating him alive!
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Her head is swelling up like a melon!
It's Maurice, he's gone crazy!
Help!
What am I looking at?
Are we rescuing a cat?
Whoa!
Tree trimmer. Fronds got him.
Really wedged in there.
Tommy, get on the
ladder and prep the saw.
Hen, I need you teed up at
the base, ready to attend.
Yeah.
Looks like an allergic
reaction to the hair dye.
- It's probably PPD.
- PP what?
- I thought this was a holistic salon.
- We are.
We pride ourselves
on our green policies.
We even use non toxic products
to clean the equipment.
You didn't use it on my head.
I- I need a decoder ring.
Who lays out a city this way?
- This happen a lot?
- Few times a year.
Sometimes the weight
can snap their necks.
Sometimes they suffocate
before we can get to them.
Okay, cut her free.
Just don't decapitate
her. It's my first day.
Just hang in there, okay? We're
gonna get you out of there.
I hope so.
I have a really big
audition this afternoon.
Freeway. Let's get on
the freeway right here.
Doing great.
Just relax.
2:00 in the afternoon.
Where are these people even going?
All right. Okay.
Break.
Yeah, you got him?
Almost there.
We're coming down.
Well, that's new.
I don't think she's getting that part.
All right, a stabbing.
This I can deal with. Patch
them up, move them out.
Help me!
Please, help me.
Not seeing any punctures.
- Just...
- Slashes.
They don't look like knife wounds.
They're too narrow and shallow.
- Razor blade?
- Sir, can you tell us what happened?
Maurice... went crazy.
Okay, we're gonna patch you
up and get you out of here.
- The police are on their way.
- Police? No, no, no, no, no.
Oh, there he is!
- Come on!
- He's coming, he's coming!
- I guess that's Maurice.
- Oh, my... A cockfighting ring?
That's what we're doing back
here? Why are we helping him?
What are you, one of those
animal rights types, huh?
Well, her name is Hen.
So what do we do with the assailant?
He's gonna attack. Don't look at him.
No, no, no, no, I-I We got
this. We got this. Tommy.
Help me corner the colonel here.
- Hah! Oh, God!
- What, are you gonna kiss him?
Do you want to stay
and see what happens?
We're already looking
at what's gonna happen.
Hey!
Rocky, dude.
Okay. All right.
Okay.
Come on.
You're okay. I got you.
You're okay. You're okay.
I got you.
West Coast, meet Midwest.
You're okay.
Okay.
All right, buddy, you're okay.
LAPD, I'm Sergeant Grant.
Got a call about a
stabbing. Unknown assailant.
Well, actually, his name is Maurice.
Wha...
Don't worry, he's been disarmed.
Go easy on him, Sergeant.
He's had a rough day.
Oh, no. No, no.
No, no. No, nope.
So, how's the left coast treating you?
Um... it's a different world.
I bet.
You been making your meetings?
Hasn't really been a problem.
No matter where you go,
never hard to find a room
full of old drunks and addicts.
90 meetings in 90 days, Bobby.
And you'll keep looking
for a local sponsor, right?
Yeah.
Take care of yourself, Bobby.
Will do.
Thank you, Father.
Oh, sorry.
Did I keep you long?
That man has had a
ridiculously busy month.
Uh, it's all right. I just...
It's been a while since I've done this.
- Can we just talk here?
- Please, sit down.
Oh.
Something for your
collection plate, Father
Oh.
Would've been a year,
but last night...
- I-I reset the clock a bit.
- Mm.
- Did you have a bad day?
- No, I had a good one.
Oh.
And you don't get to have those?
I don't deserve to have those.
I made a mistake.
And, Father, there aren't
enough candles in this church
for the people that I hurt.
But I made a promise,
and I've got a plan.
A way to make things right.
And until then, you
don't get to be happy?
I don't get to forget.
And for a moment, I did.
Was doing good work with good people.
It felt familiar, like my life before.
And I thought if I let myself...
I could go on living. Here.
Where'd you transplant from?
Minnesota. Took a job at the LAFD.
I basically ran away from
one fire into another.
In my experience, there's
only been one person
who was good at
multitasking from a cross.
He saved everybody from up there.
Now, if you want to help people,
take this back... and earn it again.
Thanks so much, you guys. Thank you.
How are we looking?
- Uh...
- That good, huh?
Well, it's worse than last month.
- Which was...
- Worse than the month before that.
Babe.
We're gonna be okay.
We'll figure it out.
Okay.
Hey, why don't you, uh, forget
about the paperwork and just
take Freddie home? I'll lock up.
Are you sure?
What? You afraid I can't
keep up with the dinner rush?
Point taken.
- I'll see you guys at home, okay?
- Okay, honey.
Get your stuff together,
we're going home.
Wait. Wait a minute, I just want
to finish this part, all right?
Hey.
Can I get you something
else? Like... food?
Why would I want food?
Well, because you're in a restaurant.
- Yeah, no.
- Look, man,
you gotta buy something
or you gotta leave.
Fine.
I'm taking my business elsewhere.
What business?
What business?!
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Our restaurant is on fire!
I think my son's in there.
What's your location?
Guillermo's Eatery. 2384 Ferrer Avenue.
I think my son went
back in for his laptop.
I accidentally left it
in there and now...
- Freddie!
- Victor!
My husband just ran in there
after him. Please, hurry!
Why haven't they come out yet?
Why didn't the sprinklers come on?
We got two inside.
Teenage boy and his dad.
Please. Please, my family's in...
- Stay back.
- Ma'am, ma'am, we are on it.
Let's get a hose line going.
Kinard, you hit the roof.
- You guys work containment from out here.
- Please, please.
- You have to save them!
- Han, Wilson.
Don't worry. I got 'em.
Cyanokits on standby.
Deluca, you're with...
Deluca, get back here.
Deluca, what are you doing?
My job. Saving lives.
Deluca, what's your location?
Lots of smoke, too much
vapor. Flashover conditions.
Marcy! Bobby!
Marcy!
I got someone!
Sir, can you hear me?
Freddie.
I'm sorry.
Flashover.
Okay, there's a
skylight right above you.
Copy. I'm gonna vent the roof.
Copy that. Clearing the roof.
Paramedic!
Watch your back.
- Where are you going?
- There's a kid in there.
Cap! Hey, Cap! Sal's got him!
- Deluca, what the hell?!
- Went out the back.
- Seemed safer.
- Dad?
- Dad. Mom, I'm sorry.
- No. No, no.
- I didn't mean it. I didn't...
- No, No. I-I know. I know.
- I know.
- I didn't...
- I didn't mean to...
- Thank you. Thank you so much.
- Is my dad okay?
- Yes, he'll be fine.
- But we got to move him.
- All right, let's get you in here.
Hey. It's gonna be okay.
I promise.
Found him hiding in the bathroom.
Smart kid. Probably saved
his own life with that move.
Well, I'm glad somebody
was thinking tonight.
Deluca, I need a minute.
Now, Deluca!
You're a piece of work. You
come in here with your nose
in the air and your eyes looking down.
- Sal, stop.
- You might want
to watch your tone there, Deluca.
Why? 'Cause you're my captain?
You're not.
You're just the latest jackhole
in a long line of jackholes
that come into this house and
think they know how to run it.
And you think you know how to run it?
You put people's lives at risk
so that you could play hero.
That kid would be dead right
now if it wasn't for me.
We could all be dead
right now because of you.
- We just got lucky.
- That wasn't luck, man.
That was skill. The kind of
skill it takes to save lives,
to lead this house.
But definitely not the temperament.
Okay. Okay, enough.
Look, we get it, Fredo.
You got passed over.
Now let it go and say you're sorry.
You want me to apologize to
this mook? Never gonna happen.
You are gonna learn to respect
the chain of command, Deluca,
or you're not gonna work here anymore.
Screw you.
Yeah, I guess I got my answer.
You're relieved of duty.
You're firing me?
Pack your stuff, get out.
Did one of you polish
the pipes on the engine,
or do you delegate that to a probie?
That was... that was me.
Did it not meet your
expectations, Captain?
No.
It exceeded them. Nice work.
Thank you.
So what's with the book?
Sorry. I was just trying
to make conversation.
Okay, Wilson, what do
you want to talk about?
Hen. Everybody calls me "Hen."
Not to be confused with "Han",
who everybody around
here calls "Chimney".
- Chimney? Why?
- You should ask him.
And the guy you fired the other
day... we used to call him "Sal."
You think I was wrong to fire him.
- He nearly got us killed.
- But he didn't.
- Everybody lived.
- Which is why
I would have given him a second chance.
He didn't want one,
at least not from me.
Maybe he'll have better luck at the 122.
You surprised?
- You fired him.
- Yeah, from this house.
Then I called Chief Alonzo,
and I suggested a suspension
and transfer would be best for everyone.
That's... gracious.
I like to think of it as
fair... which I do try to be.
Hopefully, you'll learn
that as you get to know me.
Listen, tomorrow night some
of us are going out for drinks.
You should join us.
I don't know.
Join us.
Look, man, Sal may have been a tool,
but he was a useful
one most of the time.
The punishment... did not fit the crime.
He fired Sal to mark his territory.
Keep the rest of us in line.
Cap found a spot for him.
At the 122.
I mean, after six weeks of suspension
- for insubordination.
- Seriously?
Cap's plan was always
just to reprimand him,
- but Sal...
- Talked himself out of a job.
Well, at least that part tracks.
By the way, does anyone
know what the hell
a "mook" is?
It means a stupid person.
I googled it.
Didn't expect to see you here, Cap.
Ah, Wilson... uh, Hen... invited me.
- Oh, did she now?
- What can I get for you?
Can I get a club soda, please?
And another round of
whatever they're having?
- Thanks.
- Thank you.
Drinks are on me tonight.
All right, make some room, come on.
Cap's here, Cap's here.
I'm telling you, single is easier.
Having the scars impresses women,
- getting 'em freaks 'em out.
- Well, listen,
I still get decent
mileage out of this one.
That house fire, down
in Venice, last year.
Factory explosion.
Caught a piece of shrapnel this big.
- Ooh...
- Ouch.
I don't know.
I am thus far unscarred
and I fully intend to remain that way.
Besides, I find this whole ritual
a pale insult to the great Robert Shaw.
Mm.
- What about you, Cap?
- All right.
Four-alarm blaze at an outlet mall,
electrical burn from
a live junction box.
- Oof.
- Oh, yeah.
Whoa.
Source of the fire, as it turned out.
"I don't want to die without any scars."
- Tyler Durden?
- Fight Club.
Come on!
What?
I'm sorry, guys. I
have to call it a night.
I'm gonna make sure the
waitress keeps the tab
- open for you, okay?
- What, no.
Step away. Hands in the air.
Sergeant Grant.
It's just me, Captain Nash.
I know.
You still upset about the rooster?
What you doing here, Captain?
Just following a hunch, I guess.
- You?
- Same.
Laying in bed, trying to sleep
and then I started thinking,
"when it rains, it pours."
But not in here.
See, sprinkler system never went off.
And the wife said it was
serviced just last month.
Seems the water valve
around back was shut off.
You have the same hunch?
No.
Mine was about the source of the fire.
Typically, these things are electrical.
But the breaker's untouched.
Everything else is powered down.
I followed the burn patterns here.
And this is where I found the father.
Hmm, man runs into a
building looking for his son
and runs to the worst of it?
Only how would he know
where that is unless...
What do we got here?
What is left of a nine-volt battery.
And you see there? Steel wool.
Improvised incendiary timing device.
Probably set it before
he left and didn't expect
- his kid to come back.
- Runs inside.
Doesn't see his son.
Tries to put out the
fire, but it's too late.
This was arson.
Yeah.
Man sets his own place on fire.
I'm a hypocrite.
Bobby, I hate to break it to you,
but I'm a sinner who wags
his finger at other sinners.
So, welcome to hypocrisy.
I pulled this guy out of a fire.
Good man, good father.
Just in over his head.
So, he burned down his
family business, for his family.
Mm.
Almost got 'em killed.
But somehow it's me,
the guy who did get his family killed,
who has to hold him accountable,
when I can't even hold myself...
I wouldn't even have this job
if Saint Paul hadn't
whitewashed my file.
Strings were pulled to get me this job,
details were left out,
and I allowed it to happen.
So did St. Paul.
And I mean the man, not the city.
He wasn't always Paul,
and he certainly wasn't always a saint.
- Saul.
- Christ appeared to him
in a blinding flash and embraced
him with love and absolution
and gave him a fresh
purpose and a new name.
Now, L.A. is not exactly
Damascus, Bobby,
but it is where you find yourself.
Father, they whitewashed my file,
not my application for
sainthood. And I let 'em.
- I don't deserve it.
- But that is
the whole point of
the story of St. Paul.
And of our faith.
Grace is not something
that you earn or deserve.
It is a divine gift.
And I'm just supposed to accept that?
Yes. Yes.
Thank you. Thank you.
Sir.
Can we talk?
Something wrong, Sergeant?
Anxious to get him home.
Sir?
Just give us a minute, El.
You know, why don't we
just bring the car around?
No, no, I want to stay with Dad.
It's okay, buddy. Just go with Mom.
- Come on.
- Dad, what's going on?
It's okay. They...
they just want to talk
to me about the fire.
Okay, what do you need to talk about?
- It was an accident.
- No, it wasn't.
- Sir, you don't have to...
- Victor?
- What did you do?
- He didn't do anything.
Yes, I did.
I set the fire.
Every month, we went
deeper into the hole,
and we were gonna lose everything.
I... I just thought a...
big check from the insurance company
would give us another shot.
Sir, I'm gonna have to
take you into custody.
What were you thinking?
He was thinking of you. He
was thinking of both of you.
My father is not a criminal.
He's not a criminal!
- Freddie, it's all right...
- No, don't you touch me!
You said everything was
gonna be okay. You lied.
Freddie, stop, stop, okay?
I have to go with them now.
- I have to go.
- No. Dad...
I love you! I love you both!
- Okay, enough, Freddie.
- You're supposed to save people.
- Enough.
- You're supposed to save them!
He called me a liar.
And it stung.
Well, it sounds about right.
By your own admission,
you're a hypocritical liar
who lies a lot.
All right. All right, you
made a joke out of that.
Well, that's because it's funny.
But it's also true.
Your team. The other firefighters.
- Do they know your past?
- No.
- I don't want them to.
- Mm.
They're good people, good firefighters,
and I ask everything of them.
To offer up all of themselves.
To trust that I can be
in two places at once.
- How's that?
- In front, to lead them.
And behind them, to
always have their backs.
I ask for their trust, and
I can't give it back in return.
You don't have to tell
them what you've done
in order to show them who you are.
Bobby, you may have a plan,
and that's all well and good.
But I have faith.
I have faith that God has
a very different plan for you.
Hey. Looking good.
How are you? Hey.
Hi, Captain.
Hey, listen up!
I want everybody upstairs ASAP.
Come on.
What do you think that's about?
I'm just hoping I'm not the
one who gets fired this time.
What's going on?
Little something I like to call dinner.
Take a seat.
I didn't know you cooked, Cap.
It's been a while.
I'm a little rusty, so,
you'll have to forgive
me if not everything
- is exactly perfect.
- If that tastes as good as it smells,
I'll forgive you for anything.
So what's the occasion?
No occasion. I'm just
starting a new tradition.
We here at the 118 work
together and we eat together.
- Every shift.
- Family dinner.
I'm in.
Surprise!
Aww...
Oh!
How's that cake taste, Tommy?
Yo.
Uh, hi. I'm Evan Buckley, new recruit.
I was told to report to Captain Nash.
You know a Captain Nash? You?
You?
Uh... Um...
Take a seat, Evan.
Uh, Buck.
Ev... Everyone just calls me Buck.
Well, welcome to the 118, Buck.
Thank you.
Ah, this is amazing.
- Is it always like this?
- Always.
Well, when Bobby's in the
captain's chair, anyway.
I think I might be in the right place.
Hey, Cap. Why are you sitting
up here in your civvies?
And how come I am not
smelling my breakfast? Heh.
Maybe you should all sit down.
Oh. This doesn't feel good.
All right. I know the
shift's about to start,
but I wanted to be here
to tell you this in person.
As of this morning, pending
further investigation,
I am officially suspended
from my duties here at the 118.
What? Why? That-That's
insane. Suspended for what?
For not disclosing what
happened in Minnesota
- before I took the job.
- Minnesota?
- That's old news.
- Well, not to them,
and if they knew all the details,
there's a very good chance
they never would've hired me.
Cap, you don't owe
them that part of you.
- You owe them your record.
- All the people you've helped.
- The lives you've saved.
- Well, I knew the truth would
catch up to me one day.
I just figured by the time
it did, it wouldn't matter.
I'd have nothing left to lose.
I was wrong.
Captain Nash, you understand
that you are entitled to have
a union representative
or attorney present?
I do.
And you also understand that this is not
- a criminal proceeding?
- I do.
Captain Nash, the duty of this panel
is to make a recommendation
as to whether or not
you should remain a member of
the Los Angeles Fire Department,
and anything you say to
us will be used in making
- this determination.
- I understand.
I just want to tell the truth.