9-1-1 (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 4 - Stuck - full transcript

-9-1-1. What's your emergency?
-(siren wailing)

Let's get him out of here
before this thing blows!

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(alarm blaring)

(alarm stops)

("Milagro" by Gloria Estefan
playing)

Rise and shine, little man.



-Let's do this.
-Let's do this.

(Christopher grunting)

Keep going, my little Superman.

-Whoa.
-Oh, a little bit too much.

Let's share it.

(sighs):
Finally.

MADDIE:
The Oxford Dictionary
defines "rut"

as "a habit or pattern of
behavior that has become dull

and unproductive
but is hard to change."

The word is also defined
as "a long, deep track

made by the repeated passage
of the wheels of vehicles."

There is some comfort to be
taken in the second definition,

for when you find yourself
stuck in a rut,

you can be sure others
have been there before you.



(clattering)

(indistinct chatter)

Son of a bitch.

Dwayne, it's George.

Those ninja street artist guys
are back again, man.

DWAYNE:
Hold the button down.
I can't hear you.

Hey! Don't you move.

No, no!

I said don't move!

Don't move!

(grunts)

Come back! Oh, God!

(grunting)

Aah!

LAFD. Step back.

GEORGE:
Please help me! Please help me!

Someone help me, please!

CHIMNEY:
Whoa.

Whatever you do, brother,
don't suck in that gut.

-BOBBY: How we doing, George?
-I can't... I can't
feel my legs.

And I think my ankle's broken.

HEN:
Sir, you have any idea
how long you've been down there?

I saw the sun come up.

Well, he's wedged in there
pretty good.

How's your breathing?

I can't really
take a deep breath.

Hey, George, can-can you show us
how high up you can reach?

If we can drop you a line,
we may be able to pull you up.

-Okay.
-HEN: Nice and slow, George.

BUCK:
That's it.

-(screams)
-Whoa, easy.
-George, just...

keep hanging in there,
we will get you out.

What are you thinking, Cap?

(knocking)

-Yes?
-Ma'am, we need
to access this unit.

-Uh...
-Let's go, start with the drill.

Uh, I'm in the middle
of a private showing.

Hi.

(shouts)

Oh, oh, oh, no!

(muffled):
Help! Help!

-A little high, boss.
One second.
-Someone get me out of here!

Sorry about that.
One second.

That's your target.

(grunting)

Why couldn't you go through
the wall of the other building?

Ma'am, as I explained before,

the wall in the other building
is twice as thick.

It would take twice
as much time.

And this is all gonna
be taken care of.

Yeah.
It's good to go, Cap.

All right, George, I'm-a need
you to control your breathing

and take shallow breaths.

(drill whirring)

Let's get down there.

GEORGE:
I think you should talk to me!

All right, we're almost there,
George. How you holding up?

Uh, please hurry, 'cause...

I got to take a leak.

Okay, maybe hold off
on that for a minute.

Okay, George, we're gonna start
to pull you in here, but

in order to do that, we're gonna
have to pull on you pretty hard.

So you're probably gonna feel
like you're falling,

but you're not. If you start
to panic and struggle,

it's gonna be hard for us to get
you in here. Do you understand?

Just don't dro...
don't drop me, please.

I don't want to die.

Relax, everything's
gonna be okay.

-GEORGE: Okay.
-All right?

All right, take a breath
and just exhale. Ready?

-GEORGE: Yeah.
-One, two, three.

Start to pull.

Aah!

-Here. Give me your hand.
All right, you're safe.
-(whimpering)

All right.

Okay, you're home free, George.
Watch your head. Okay.

You're okay.
You're okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

-HEN: All right, take it easy.
-BOBBY: Okay, guys,

on three:
one, two, three.

Thank you.
Thank you, thank you.

You're gonna be just fine.
You're gonna be just fine, okay?

Okay...

Who knew having a gut
was gonna save my life?

-Captain?
-Athena. Come on in.

Would you shut the door
behind you?

You look worried.

Well, I'm not sure we've ever
had a good conversation

that started with
"shut the door behind you."

Well, then,
this will be a first.

You applied for a promotion
to lieutenant four times,

but then you stopped applying.

Why?

I was passed over...
four times.

When I pressed the issue,
I was told

that, um, I didn't have the
necessary leadership qualities

for further advancement.

-Conners, right?
-Mm-hmm.

Spent the entire conversation
staring at your chest?

I never understood
what that was about.

Was it a sexual thing, or was
he just constantly surprised

that there were police officers
who had breasts?

-Well, he was
a real son of a bitch.
-Ugh.

May he rest in peace.

Conners was wrong about,
well, everything,

but specifically, about
your leadership skills.

You're tough, but fair.

Well-respected with the officers
under your command.

And I think you would make
an excellent lieutenant.

Thank you, Captain. Um,

but I haven't even thought
about applying in years.

Maybe next year.

How about next week?

There's an opening
in Northeast Division.

I'd like to recommend you
for it.

It'd be on an interim basis

while we backfill
the usual procedures.

-That fast?
-We're shorthanded.

Recruitment is down
and retirement is up.

The command structure's been
hollowed out in the middle.

Well, that's, uh,
a lot to think about.

Uh, can I have
some time with it?

Yeah.
Take a few days.

It's yours
if you want it, Athena.

But if you don't, that's okay.

Either way, at least this time,
it's your decision.

All right, bud.

Dad's running a little behind.

(grunting):
Ah, come on.

Eddito.

EDDIE:
Morning, Abuela.

Eddie.
Help him out.

EDDIE:
He wants to do it.

Hola, mi angel.

Hola.

Thank you for taking him.

Taking him is not a problem.

Giving him back--
that's the hard part.

Okay.

Edmundo.

-Ah.
-Where's the fire?

-(laughs)
-(speaks Spanish)

-That's better. Now go to work.
-Okay.

Okay. Mwah.

-Later, buddy.
-(speaking Spanish)

WOMAN: Who like mimosas?!

Hi, 911.
This is Tanya.

Hi, Tanya, this is Maddie,

and this line is reserved
for emergencies.

(laughing):
No, I totally have an emergency.

I'm sorry.
My friend is just laughing,

and it's making me laugh, and...

Okay, I'm fine now, for real.

So, anyway, we're
at Saddle Ranch on Sunset,

and my friend just
got her head stuck in a pipe.

What kind of pipe?

-It's, like, metal, I think.
-Is it a drainpipe, or a sewer?

TANYA:
A sewer?

God, no. It's attached
to this guy's truck.

You mean a tailpipe?

Yeah! That.

(siren wailing, horn honking)

* On a lightning raid

* Just like a river runs

Grab a creeper and some blocks.

She's over here.

* Like a fire needs flame, oh

Holy crap, you are hot.

-(people cheering)
-* I gotta feel it

* In my blood...

Okay, guys,
the strippers are here.

-BUCK:
Excuse me, coming through.
-BOBBY: All right, ladies,

just give us some space.
Thank you.

Excuse me, clear a path.
Coming through, thank you,

thank you... thank you.

CHIMNEY:
Hi, what's her name?

-Betty.
-(muffled): Jennifer.

Sorry, I thought
you meant my truck.

-This is your truck?
-Yeah, but it's not like
I backed into her.

She did this
out of her own free will.

-You dared her to.
-We were flirting.

Your idea of flirting
with a girl is daring her

to stick her head
in your tailpipe?

Oh, man.

CHIMNEY:
Hi, Jennifer. LAFD.

-How you feeling?
-Uh, pretty good, actually.

Except for this whole, you know,

ginormous tailpipe on my head.

HEN:
Hey, Jennifer, you're gonna
feel me poking around.

-We're just
checking you out, okay?
-All right.

-Why is this tailpipe so large?
-BRENT: It's custom.

Where'd she get
these bruises on her arm?

-That wasn't me.
-It's from the bull.

She rode it, like, five times.

There's no way we're gonna
get a collar on her.

-I got it.
-Get me out of this thing.

These things are meant
to increase

-the power to the engine.
-Yup.

TSA 230 saw
should do the job.

Oh, yeah, like a knife
through butter.

-Chim?
-Excuse me.
Way ahead of you, Cap.

BRENT:
What?!

No, I spent 1,200 bucks
on that tailpipe.

You might want to close
your eyes during this part.

Just type your number
in my phone,

and I'll text you
so you have mine.

BUCK:
Thanks, but I actually
have a girlfriend,

and I need to focus right now
so my captain doesn't

-cut your friend's head off.
-Hi. Do you have Snapchat?

No. And, uh, I don't think
I'm what you're looking for.

-I have... I have a son.
-That's great. So do I.

JENNIFER:
I think I'm gonna puke.

You better not.

These fire guys
are totally hot.

All right, what say
we move the peanut gallery

a few steps over this way.
Thank you.

Everybody back a little bit,

-thank you.
-HEN: All right, Jennifer,

keep your head completely still.

You're gonna hear a lot of
noise, but everything is fine.

(saw whirring, grinding)

JENNIFER:
(squeals) What are you doing?!

BOBBY:
All right, almost there.

HEN:
Okay.

Easy.

-BUCK: We need lube.
-I have some.

Clutch.

EDDIE:
Slowly. Slowly.

(applause)

Wow, you really are hot.

Would you like us to
transport you to the hospital,

get checked out?

She just needs another drink.

No, what she needs to do
is go home.

All three of you do,
in a cab.

Listen to me.
When you sober up,

you feel like you have
a headache or blurry vision,

or you feel confused, you got to
get yourself to a hospital,

you understand?

(giggling)

HEN:
Condolences on Betty.

-DARLENE: Are you okay?
-JENNIFER: Actually, yeah.

Hey, so is your son really
the reason you don't date?

That, and...
they weren't my type.

Not mine either.
Not anymore.

But I'm talking in general.

It's complicated
when you have a kid.

Come on, that's a weak excuse.

You live in your
invisible girlfriend's house,

and you're telling me
about weak excuses.

-(mutters)
-(phone vibrating)

Hello?

What?

Which one?

(indistinct announcement
on P.A.)

My aunt.

Tía. ¿Qué pasó?
Is Christopher okay?

(sighs)
Yes.

You mean Prince Charming, hmm?
He's peachy.

(woman laughing)

It's your abuela.
She broke her hip.

What? How?

She was out back on the steps

and calling him to come inside.

She lost her balance.

Christopher called 911.

The rescue got there
really quick.

-I want to see her.
-No, she's sleeping now.

And, uh, who is this?

This is Buck.
We work together.

Mm. I thought you just
dressed alike.

-This is my Aunt Josefina. Pepa.
-Hi.

You can't keep
doing this, Eddie.

You cannot keep
leaving him with her.

She's not up to it.

I know.
I know, and I'm sorry.

I... I'm trying to find some
permanent help, it's just...

too many forms to fill out.
It's worse than the V.A.

I can't believe your gringa ex
stuck you with all of this.

I'm not stuck, Tia.

Do you have to go back to work?

Ah. And you're not stuck.

I'll keep him tonight,

but you need to
get this figured out.

Daddy.
(laughs)

Buddy.

Hey...

-(grunts)
-(laughs)

BUCK:
Must be rough.

Raising any child alone
is rough.

My nephew is a saint.

But I pray for him anyway.

(door opens)

-Hey.
-Hey.

You guys have fun at your dad's?

-Yeah.
-It was fun.

We got you these
on the way back.

Oh!

Thanks, baby.
(laughs)

Uh, but what's the occasion?

For your promotion.

Congratulations.
It's about time.

Yes, it is.
And we are so proud of you.

Thanks, but I haven't
taken the job.

I'm still thinking about it.

What is there to think about?

You've been wanting
this forever.

Why don't you guys go
and put your stuff away.

Okay.

Okay, I don't get it.

I thought that you would be
more excited about this.

Hell, I thought that
you would be celebrating.

All these years--

the long hours, extra shifts.

You fighting to get recognized.

Athena, you work so hard,
why are you not

enjoying this moment?

I don't know.
Maybe I'm just too tired.

All that fighting
takes its toll.

When I joined the force,
I was young and ambitious.

Enthusiastic.

It's just...
(sighs)

I keep thinking
of the twentysomething me.

Her dreams, her goals.

She had a vision
of what success looked like.

It was all about stars and bars,
climbing up the ladder,

blowing through
that glass ceiling.

I don't need that anymore.

Success is now about...

those kids, this family.

People in my life
who love me.

People out there
who count on me.

I am finally in a place
where I'm comfortable

in my life and in my own skin.

I don't know if I want
to upend that for a pay bump.

Oh. Oh, this...

this is not about a paycheck.

It's the recognition
for all of your hard work.

Yeah, yeah, you're in
a comfortable spot.

That doesn't mean that you
should get stuck there forever.

Take a risk.

The next place might be better.

-I do this too much?
-We all agree,

-believe me.
-(laughter)

Christopher,
I thought we were buddies--

-what happened?
-What's this?

I don't remember asking
the chief for reinforcements.

You any good with a hose, kid?

-I can try.
-All right.

So sorry, Cap.

My aunt's trying
to get off work early,

but until then, I...
I didn't know where to take him.

Yeah, you did.
Right here. Buck gave me

a heads-up. I already
cleared it with the chief.

-(alarm ringing)
-MAN (over P.A.):
Attention, station...

All right, let's go, let's go!

-All right, buddy.
-Okay.

PD is on the scene
with a possible entrapment.

(laughing)

These are great, see, 'cause
we can talk to each other.

Though sometimes I wish I had
a mute button for Buck.

(truck horn honks)

Oh, I'm sorry,
were you saying something?

* Something ain't right,
I'm so scared... *

-You have a scar on your head.
-That's very observant, kid.

I had an accident.

Got a big metal rod
stuck in my head,

but the doctor took care of it.

You ever have surgery?

Two times.

Actually, three times.

Well, you got me beat.

Now I feel kind of lame.

Because you are.

(laughing)

Your dad ever tell you
why we call him Chimney?

No.

No. No, no, no, no.

I'll tell you the story later.

-(car alarm blaring)
-* Clowns to the left of me,
jokers to the right... *

Hey, can you grab the Jaws?

Now, you see, her air bags went
off, so that protected her.

She's gonna be fine.
You know what happens sometimes?

-CHRISTOPHER: People get stuck.
-BOBBY: That's right,
people get stuck.

But we have a tool
called the Jaws of Life.

And that's what your dad's
gonna use right now.

Thanks to him, she's gonna
make it home for dinner.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

* Please...

All right, Christopher,
come on over here. Ready?

Nice.

Christopher, here we go.
Here we go.

Good job. Look at that.
You're doing it.

Did you get a bonus already?
Look at how good you are.

You're a natural.

* And I can see it makes
no sense at all *

(growls)

* Is it cool to go to sleep
on the floor... *

What do you think?
Is it good?

Yeah.

-EDDIE: Come down, bud.
-One more firefighter.
Look at that! Yay!

(all cheering)

-Whoa.
-CHIMNEY: Good job.

You nailed it, kid.
(laughs)

-All right, fun's over.
-Aw...

-Bye, Christopher.
-Later, Christopher.

-Bye, Christopher.
-Bye.

-HEN: See you next time.
-CHRISTOPHER: Bye.
-EDDIE: Come on, bud.

Good job today, kiddo.

-You, too, Cap.
-(chuckling)

Hola, mi amor.
Okay, vamanos.

See you later.

PEPA:
Okay. Did you have fun?

Be careful there, baby.

Thanks, Cap.

I just feel bad for him,
you know?

Eddie, I mean.
Not Christopher.

Christopher's great.
He's smart, adorable,

funny, in a kid way.

He just needs a little
extra help.

-Cerebral palsy, right?
-Aunt Pepa said

he got stuck in the birth canal.
There were some

-complications, and then...
-Well, did Aunt Pepa

explain what's happening
with the child care situation?

Because there are programs.

Eddie's working on it.
He's got insurance.

And there's other stuff through
the city, state and county,

but the requirements
are all different.

You can apply for one, and it
can disqualify you from another.

It's a whole, giant
bureaucratic mess.

-I-I can't
get my head around it.
-I was a nurse,

remember? The only people
who truly navigate a bureaucracy

are the people
who work inside it.

It shouldn't be that way,
though-- Eddie, always

wondering how to take care
of Christopher, and Christopher

feeling like a burden
on his dad.

Eddie doesn't feel
that way, does he?

Not even a little.

He, uh, loves that kid
like crazy.

He's a really great dad.

So, does this boy crush
on Eddie

mean that you're
finally ready to, uh,

move on from Abby?

That's cute.

I have some news.

I found an apartment.
It's not far from work.

Two bedrooms, secure building.

-Parking included.
-So you're really moving out?

I told you that I wasn't gonna
be able to live here forever.

Look, when I left Doug,

I didn't have a plan.

I just grabbed up all my stuff

and ran as fast and as far
as I possibly could,

but then you convinced me
to start over,

make a brand new life in L.A.

I was right about that.

You were.

But it's just
not gonna feel like mine

unless I'm standing
on my own two feet.

That's the only way
I'm gonna know it's real.

MRI TECH:
You ready, Mr. Han?

No matter how many times
I do this,

I hate being stuck
in this thing.

Yeah.

Try not to move your head.

It's extraordinary--

to think that
just ten months ago

you had that stuck
through your skull.

As always, your bedside manner
totally sucks, doc.

(laughs)
I-I apologize, it's...

34 years in neurology,

I have never seen
anything like it.

-You're a modern
medical miracle.
-Yeah?

Uh, to be honest, I still
don't remember much of it.

Well, as we've discussed,

some amnesia around
such a traumatic event--

it's to be expected.

Did we discuss that?

I'm just joking.

All right, so how we looking?

Excellent.

As you can see, no sign
of traumatic brain injury.

You're exactly where you were
two months ago.

Fantastic.

Tatiana?

Hi, Chimney.

You doing the math in your head?

No.

Uh, yes.

Don't worry, unless this is
the longest-incubated baby

in human history,
she's my husband's.

Oh.

So, you're married, too?

Yeah.

I'm glad that I ran into you.

I've been wanting to call,
but what do you say?

"Sorry that I was so awful
and broke up with you

"without even calling when you
were laid up in the hospital

with a metal pipe in your head?"

Yes, those words exactly,
actually.

Except it was rebar,
not a pipe.

Everything else okay,
I mean, like, on the inside?

Yeah, just got another
clean bill of health.

I'm a miracle.

In more ways than one.

That whole experience
woke me up,

not just to how fragile life is,

but to the kind of person
that I was.

So I went to that
clinic up north

where you spend ten days
looking at your life,

tearing apart your personality,
and figuring it all out.

I'm very happy for you.

No, you're not.

Which is fair.

How's your life?
I mean, anyone special?

Uh... not at the moment, no.

But I did a
firefighter calendar.

-I'm Mr. April.
-Oh.

That's great.

-Send me one if you want.
-(elevator bell dings)

I'll wait for the next one.

MORRIS (muffled):
Help! Help!

-It's hot in here!
-I do not give my consent

to use my face
on whatever show this is.

Okay, ma'am, it sounds like
you should be calling your bank.

WOMAN:
It told me to call 911.

I'm sorry?

A note came out of the thingy.

It says someone's stuck inside.

I know it sounds crazy,

but I think I can hear someone
yelling from in there.

Inside the machine?
Are you sure?

I'm sure I don't have my money.

BUCK:
The only way she knows
it's real is for her

to live in a two-bedroom
apartment in Eagle Rock.

What does that even mean?

I think it means
she's not comfortable

squatting in some
stranger's condo.

Abby's not a stranger.

-Hi.
-Hi.

HEN:
So she has a new life.
Great. So do you.

No, that's the point.
I don't have a new life.

I have the same life.

You should be grateful.
You almost died, Chim.

Exactly: I almost died
and I didn't.

I had a life-altering trauma,
and her life got altered.

All I got was the trauma.

Welded hinges.

-Yup.
-Bank said they sent
a technician out this morning

to replace the lock
on the vault.

Found his van in the lot.

Cell phone was
in the passenger seat.

Best guess is he got locked
inside the vault

with no way to call out.

-Help!
-BUCK: Sir, we're gonna

-get you out of there.
-Help! Can you hear me?!

Oh. There he is.

HEN:
Did you expect her to wait?

How about at least
until I came out of my coma?

And by the looks of her belly,

I'm pretty sure
she was getting busy

while that rebar
was still in my head.

I just feel like it's all
happening too fast.

I mean, how many years
did it take her

before she was ready
to leave Doug?

That hardly feels
like the same thing.

My point is she just got here

and now she's leaving again.

Buck, she's moving
to Eagle Rock, not Alaska.

It's ten minutes from
your place. Abby's place.

Your sister's building
a new life for herself.

Be proud of her.

I should be happy
for her, right?

She did apologize,
not just for how it ended,

but before, too.

She said she felt like
maybe she had been a bitch.

She's not lying.
She was a bitch.

What? You're my friend.
She's your ex.

You get to forgive and move on.

I get to hold a grudge
until I die.

You think it's weird
I still live in Abby's place?

Yes.

Me, too.
Don't tell anyone.

It was fine at first, you know?
She was just gonna be gone

for a few months
and I wanted to be supportive,

but she still hasn't come back
and I don't know what to do.

I'm just...

Stuck.
That's how I feel.

I almost died and my life
is exactly the same

as it was before.

It's not like I woke up
out of a coma and, suddenly,

I know how to play the piano
or speak a foreign language.

Chimney, I think you're setting
your expectations too high.

No, I think
I'm setting them too low.

We hardly ever even talk,
you know?

It's always time zone issues
or cell phone problems.

-Did you know she's been
in Morocco over a week?
-(Morris shouting inside)

-No, I did not know that.
-No, me neither.

Found out yesterday
on Instagram.

(grunts)
I still love Abby,

and I want her to be happy.

How long do I have to wait

before I get to be happy, too?

(grunts):
Got it.

All right, we got it.

Step back. Ready?

I don't know this Abby person,

but I've never been happier
to see anyone in my life.

You like the classics,
don't you?

I'm sorry?

Your eye is drawn to the more
traditional, classic setting.

This one here.

It's our most popular
engagement ring,

and with good reason.
Would you like to see it?

No. (stammers)
No, no thank you.

But, uh, you could show me
the box it comes in.

Excuse me?
You-you want to see the box?

Yeah, uh, I already, uh...
(chuckles)

I already have the-the ring.

I'm not crazy, I-I-I promise.

My girlfriend-- my soon to be
fiancé... (chuckles)

I hope-- a few months
after we met,

I-I bought her an expensive
diamond necklace

-from this very store.
-Oh, nice.

Yeah.

And she pawned it.

Then donated the money
to an animal shelter.

Isn't that... sweet.

So, I-I kind of just-just want
the box, if-if that's okay?

Sure.

Seriously?
You still haven't left yet?

Daniel, I have to be back
at work in an hour.

DANIEL:
Ariel, turn around.

-Ariel Simone...
-(Ariel gasps)

I love you to the moon and back.

Will you marry me?

(laughing):
Yes! Of course I'll...

-Daniel!
-(screaming)

BOBBY:
LAFD, coming through.

Hey, I guess they'd been working
on the escalator overnight.

The floor panel on the landing--

it must not have been
put back securely.

Daniel, help is here.

The fire department is here.

Please tell me he's gonna be
okay. Please help him.

We're gonna do everything
we can, okay? We're...

They're gonna it over
from here. What's his name?

-It's Daniel.
-Hey, Daniel, can you hear me?

We got to get this step
out of here.

BUCK:
One, two, three.

BOBBY:
All right, Chim, you're on.

* Ask me no questions,
I will tell you no lies *

I got a pulse, guys.

Oh, thank God!

Daniel, can you hear me?

Ariel... No, I need
to see her for... Aah!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa,
hold on, buddy.
-(moaning)

I need you to stay
very still, okay?

But I want you
to keep talking to me.

I was, uh...

-proposing to-to my girl.
-All right,

-talk to me, Chim.
What do you got?
-It's not good.

-What's happening?
Why are you stopping?
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy, easy.

The chain is sitting on top
of his femoral artery.

It's possible
it's even nicked it.

Loosening might make it worse.

Tension's acting
as a tourniquet,

could be keeping him
from bleeding out.

All right, let's get him
out of there. Chim, tie him off.

-Hen, get an I.V.,
run it wide open.
-Copy that.

-* But if love is enough
-(grunting)

* Could you let it show

* Let it show *

* If you feel it, could you...

Clipping the wires and chain.

(chain snaps)

-Aah! (moaning)
-CHIMNEY: I know it hurts,

-just relax, let me
get you out of here.
-Daniel!

Okay, try to relax,
try to breathe.

We're gonna get you out of here.

DANIEL:
Oh, God! Aah!

-(screams)
-Try to relax, try to relax.

I'm gonna get you out of here,
all right? I know it hurts,

just relax. We're gonna
get you out of here.

(Daniel moaning)

CHIMNEY:
Okay, on three.

One,

-two... three!
-(screams)

See? He's coming out,
he's coming out. It's all right.

I'm gonna help, okay?

Here, I got him, I got him.

* But if love

* Is enough
could you let it show *

* Let it show *

-(applause)
-* If you feel it,
could you let me know *

What did she say?

* If you feel it,
could you let me know? *

I think she said yes, buddy.

(coughs)

* For a miracle.

-Blood pressure's dropping.
-Breathing is shallow.

-Daniel, can you hear me?
-I can't find a pulse.

He's in cardiac arrest. One...

Daniel?
Oh, please, God.

Ma'am, you have to stand back.
Let them do their job, okay?

(monitor slowly beeping)

(flatline)

Chim.

He's gone.

*

(crying)

Daniel...

(sobbing)

*

You all right?

No, I don't know, uh, that I am.

(sighs)
I lived, Cap.

(sniffles)
I'm alive.

Yeah, you are.

Why?

How come I survived and that
poor guy back there didn't?

I mean...

his life was about
to change, right?

He had so much to live for.

So do you.

Do I?

Something happened to me
that was supposed to be

life-changing,
and nothing changed.

It's like everything
just stopped.

I feel like I died that night.

I mean, I just keep replaying
everything in my head,

all those moments
on the freeway--

the look on your face,

being wheeled into the ER...

I thought you didn't
remember any of that.

I remember it all.

(sniffles)

Everything.

Wakes me up in the middle
of the night. I just can't...

You kept telling everybody
that you had no memory of it.

I know.

Why?

I don't know, I just...

I guess it's easier
to not talk about it,

but it's always there
on my mind,

I just...
I don't want to recount it

as some sort of freak show
form of en... entertainment.

I just want it
to go away, it's...

You know, Chim...

...a life-changing event
can't change your life

if you keep pretending
it didn't happen.

You got to talk about it, man,
you got to let it out,

process it.

You feel like
you're still trapped

in that car, don't you?

Sitting helpless
on that freeway.

Well, you're not
on that freeway,

and you're not helpless, Chim.

You're right here, pal.

So are all the people
who love you.

All right.

Come here.

(sniffles)

Thought you said we were
helping your sister move.

Doesn't look like
she's packed anything.

Oh, this stuff is Abby's.

I lied about the whole
moving thing.

I mean, my sister is moving,
it's just...

she doesn't really have
that much stuff.

-What's going on, Buck?
-I asked you here

'cause there's
someone I want you to meet.

You didn't set me up, did you?

No, just-just trust me.

This woman is...
exactly what you need.

(knocking)

She's here.

Buckaroo!

-(laughs)
-Carla. (chuckles)

Baby... Ah! Goodness,
I missed your face.

BUCK (laughs):
Oh, I missed you, too.
Come on in.

Uh, Eddie, this-this
is my friend Carla.

-Nice to meet you, Eddie.
-Likewise.

Carla is L.A.'s finest
home health care aid.

She has years of experience
navigating giant bureaucracies,

and I thought she could
help you figure out

how to get Christopher
what he needs.

I'm red tape's worst nightmare.

(laughs) I'll get you
through this in no time.

Now, let's go sit down and let's
see what you're working with.

Besides that perfect
bone structure.

Hi. I'm actually
looking for somebody.

Hi.

Seeing you the other day
really threw me.

I spent months

thinking about
what I wanted to say to you.

And then
you were there, and...

and my mind just went blank.

I just... I didn't know
what to say, so...

I get it.
That's why I'm here.

So, whatever you need to say,
I'm-I'm ready to hear it.

Thank you.

I-I'm glad

that you didn't pretend with me
after my accident.

It's not what either us needed.

You see, all I did
was pretend with you

the entire time
we were together, just...

pretending to be something
that I wasn't.

Uh, telling you stories
of things that I had never done,

adventures that I'd never had.

Why?

I guess I always thought that
being just me wasn't enough.

(chuckles)

It's enough.

It's more than enough.

Thanks.
(chuckles)

Here.

(mouths)

(chuckles)
It's for the baby.

I figured.

That's cute.

And this...

is for you.

(laughs):
Wow.

Very nice.

I really want you to have
a blessed life, Tatiana.

I want the same for you.

Well, I guess I'll just
have to do that, then, huh?

What's going on?

I can hear you thinking.

This about the promotion?

I have to give Maynard my
decision before my shift starts.

You're worried
she's gonna think less of you

when you turn it down?

How did you know
I'm turning it down?

Everyone else I've told assumes,
of course, I'm taking it.

I'd be crazy not to.

I don't think it's crazy
to be happy with what you have.

To feel satisfied it's enough.

Is it enough?

I like being out there,

seeing with my own eyes what's
really going on in the world,

doing my job,

helping where I can.

then coming home
at the end of the day

and letting it all go.

Know what I mean?

Hey, I became a firefighter
'cause I didn't want

to be behind a desk.

In the truck, with my team--

that's what I want for as long
as they'll let me have it.

There's nothing wrong with that.

No, there isn't.

You think you can sleep now?

(chuckles)

Maybe not just yet.

MADDIE:
We all get stuck
from time to time.

In our circumstances,
in our fear,

stuck on a page we haven't
yet been able to turn.

So this is really
everything, huh?

Yeah. Unless you want to give me
some of Abby's dishes.

I'll accumulate stuff.
That's part of starting over.

And when we're feeling stuck,

or even just a little
too comfortable,

if we're very lucky,
someone will be there...

(indistinct chatter)

(chuckles)

(gasps)
Hola, mi amor.

-All right.
-Hi. (speaks Spanish)

Oh, who is that?
Who is that?

MADDIE:
...to give us a little push.

Or a kick in the pants.

Or just offer a hand...

(speaking Spanish)

...to help us get unstuck.

You've answered the call
on 9-1-1.

Now here are a few more shows
to check out from Fox.

Buckle up, buttercup.

It's real, and it pulls
people together.

-* We're breaking waves
shooting star *
-(siren wailing)

* We live for glory
not forever *

MAN: Touchdown!

* Reach out *

* Make this right here
right now *

* Stand up *

* Here right now *

That sounds like fun.