9-1-1: Lone Star (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Yee-Haw - full transcript

The crew races to a disaster at a wave pool, and an outbreak of mercury poisoning leaving its victims in a zombie-like state; Owen must come to terms with his illness; Michelle follows a new lead on her missing sister.

(Willow Smith's "Whip my Hair"
playing over car radio)

♪ ♪

♪ I whip my hair
back and forth ♪

♪ Just whip it,
I whip my hair ♪

(car chirps)

Hey, what's up, Cap?

'Sup, baby?

TK: Little spring
in your step there, Cap.

You get laid or something?

Eh, I'm just feeling

a little more at home
in Austin.

Found an organic food market.

I found a vitamin shop
that sells

my fish oil supplements
I like,

a CorePower Yoga studio
within walking distance.

I mean, the place
is like New York

with just a lot less
trash on the street.

Here you go, Cap.



Hey, you cut yourself, Cap?

Oh, that's the other thing.

I found a dermatologist
that follows the same

hair protocols as my guy
in New York City.

JUDD: You have hair protocols?

I'm putting in for a transfer.

Hey, go ahead and laugh,
but I'm convinced

it's the only reason
I haven't lost my hair.


Hey, I'm not trying
to hate on anyone

for taking advantage
of science to level up.

So every six weeks,
I get my scalp injected

with a drug
called finasteride.

It promotes hair growth.

I think it's that combination

of treatment and trauma

that really makes
your hair grow.

I also use finasteride drops
twice a day

and then once
at night orally.

Also, it's been great
for my prostate health.

I think
you'd look good bald.

JUDD: (chuckles)

that shaved head look.

Bruce Willis, The Rock--
it's super masculine.

Look, all I'm saying:
at a certain point,

a guy needs to have
a signature look,

something to define him.

I'm the guy with the hair.

I mean, every time I get
one of those caricatures

from a guy on the street,
my hair is, like, enormous.

MICHELLE: Every time?

How often do you sit
for one of those?


TK: I think you have
an irrational fear

of losing your hair, Cap.

(alarm ringing)

Who says it's irrational?

(phone rings)

It's Morelli's, so you know
they are gonna work us

around the clock
on this presentation.

Yep, but at least
it's Morelli's.

Did you get
those portfolios from Ivan?

DELIVERYMAN: I just need
a John Hancock here.

He's supposed to email them.

Or a Jane Hancock,
as it were.

You have got to stay on him.


-DELIVERYMAN: Excuse me?

-I have the card on file.
-Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just need a signature.

ISAAC: Sure, man.

I need those
by this afternoon.

-I'm on it.
-Thank you.

I say we start out strong.

Tell the investors
that this is a chance

to be a part of something
that could change the world,

literally save lives.

And make them a crap ton
of money while they're at it.

That's good.
Write that down.


LIZA: And after their, uh,
expected ROI,

I thought we could
move on to, uh...

to, uh...to, um--

Liza, you okay?

Uh, yeah, just, uh, nerves.

I'm so...itchy.

-(tense music)
-ISAAC: It's okay.

It's okay.

♪ ♪

Hey, hey, stop that.

LIZA: I think that, uh...

(nervous chatter)

-MAN: What's wrong with her?
-LIZA: I'm sorry, I, uh...


I'm on the edge
of my seat here.

Uh, right, right,
we were going to move--

@transitionúto portfolio projections

@and first-quarter profits,úwhich we hope will double.

-(dull thud)

-JT: What are you doing?
-ISAAC: Liza, stop! Liza!

-(glass shatters)
-EMPLOYEE: Oh, no!

-JT: Stop it! No!
-ISAAC: Liza!

♪ ♪

(dramatic music)

@Hey, this don't makeúno sense,

@because that glass should beútempered for hurricanes.

Oh, I've seen this
back in the city.

When people are committed,
they'll find a way.

Judging by that forehead,
she was very committed.

MARJAN: Or should have been.

She's gone.

♪ ♪

JT: I-I could tell
Liza was nervous

about the pitch tomorrow,
but one minute, she was fine.

The next, she was like
somebody from Bird Box.

-Bird Box?

Sandra Bullock?

JT, to your knowledge,
was Liza on any substances?

@No, she was two years sober.úShe knew better than that.

@ROSEWATER:úUh, Officer...

Stressed-out people sometimes
do irrational things.

-If you can think of--
-EMPLOYEE: Officer!

(startled shouts)


They're inside me!

-Make them stop!
-CARLOS: Sir, you're okay!

@Just put your--úsir, put your weapon down!

@Put the weapon downúright now!

Make it stop!

@CARLOS: Put the weapon down!úPut the--

Get down!
Get down!

Get down!
Hands back.

McCoy, stop her!
Stop her!

@Ma'am, ma'am,úaway from the window!

-No, stop!
-Sir, sir!

Someone stop him!
Grab him now!

Dispatch, we're a code six
at 383 Highway.

Send everyone--
Stop! Stop! Stop!

Stop him!

Send everyone you got.

(people gasp)

Mateo, Judd!

-JUDD: Yep.
-MATEO: On it.


♪ ♪

@MICHELLE: Oh! (gasps)

We need to get
up there right now.

@TK: No carbon monoxide.úNo sulfides.

If this was airborne, there'd
be 40 people down, not 9.

Looks like you could use
some help, Officer.

@We got three jumpers, severalúvictims suffering seizures,

@two people stabbed themselves.

@All symptoms cameúwithout warning.

@APD Special Responseúis on its way.

@In the meantime, we rounded upúeverybody who's still standing.

♪ ♪

Keep your head still. Sir!

MCCOY: Sir--

What are they presenting?

@BP's barely detectable.úArrhythmias everywhere.

Lockjaw, muscle tremors.

I've never seen anything
like this, Cap.

@We need to getúthese people transported.

We're not going anywhere
till we know

what we're dealing with.

Let's close this building down.

@JT: Help!úHolly, she's turning!

MCCOY: Ma'am!
Ma'am, no!

Can I get some help over here?

@MCCOY: Ma'am!

(woman struggling)

@Let me see.

@Light aversions, convulsions,úparesthesia, mania.

@I think this might beúa severe case of erethism.

Mad Hatter's disease.

19th-century hatmakers
really used to go insane

@because they handledúsmall doses of mercury.

@Handle a large dose, and--

People go straightBird Box.

Sandra Bullock.

So why are some people down
and not others?

@That's the million-dollarúquestion, isn't it?


@Listen, you need to contactúNorth Austin Regional,
Mercy, and University Medical
and tell them

that they need to get
their trauma teams ready.


-You got her?

-MICHELLE: Let me get this arm.

If you are feeling sick,
speak up!

No one leaves
until Special Response

clears you to go.

Whose quinoa is this?

Why do I feel like
he's doing a thing?

@He's totally doing a thing.

Hey, the guy who landed
on the coffee cart,

he's gonna survive,

so thank God
for overpriced pastries.

Is he doing a thing?


Whose juice is this?

I'm on a cleanse.

♪ ♪

PAUL: Let me see your hands.

@What'd you have for lunch?

Skipped it--big breakfast.

Wait for it.

@I know who did this.

♪ ♪


♪ ♪

(rock and roll music playing
over car radio)

♪ ♪

police radio chatter)

I'm looking for, uh,
Ladder 126.

Somebody ordered delivery.

@PAUL: That'd be us, boss.

Heard you had
the best cookies in town.

Yeah, that's right.

@Other than the onesúyou laced with mercury?

CARLOS: Put your hands up
right now!

Put your hands up!

On your knees.

(tense music)

♪ ♪


They never tip.


treat me
like I'm invisible, like I'm a nonperson.

Well, they'll remember me now.

♪ ♪

I won't sugarcoat it.

What we do here
is controversial.

It's called adaptive therapy,
and rather than carpet-bomb

your cancer and your body,

we use immunotherapy
and limited chemo

to slow its growth.

So you don't even try
to cure it.

We contain it.

You learn to live
with the enemy.

Mm, something like that.

We do it right, you will die
an old man with cancer

rather than from cancer many,
many, many years from now.

That's a little morbid,

but I like
the "many, many" part.

Um, question:
will this cause hair loss?

It's one of the upsides
of a targeted approach:

less collateral damage.

You will keep
your gorgeous locks, Captain.

Oh, thank God.

And I just found
this amazing woman down here,

Dr. Akopian.

She is a hairline-sculpting

Yeah, you need to stop
seeing her immediately.

Why would I do
something insane like that?

Dr. Akopian specializes
in finasteride,

and it would interfere
with our therapy.

I've been on this a decade.

What would happen if I suddenly
stopped taking it?

Well, it is possible
that your scalp

could go into
follicular shock,

and you could lose your hair.

But this is my signature look.

You gave me your word.

You told me I was not
going to lose my hair.

Better that than your life.

(somber music)

♪ ♪

I want you to close your eyes
for a focus exercise.

You want me to focus
on what, exactly?

The night of the incident,

when you lost your friends.

Doc, uh, with all due,

don't you think it might be
a little unreasonable

to ask him to just jump
straight into that?


either of you familiar
with the Zeigarnik effect?

Incomplete tasks
trap the brain

into loops
of repetitive thinking.

It's kind of like when you hear
a tune on the radio

but you have to get out
of the car before it's over.

You hum it all day.
The Zeigarnik effect.

So what does me having
a Kenny Chesney song

stuck in my head
have to do with anything?

People suffering from PTSD

tend to avoid the bad memories
that caused the condition.

(clears throat)

TOM: The brain gets stuck
in the trauma,

so it keeps bringing
those terrible experiences

back to the surface
to be processed.

But what if I ain't, uh,
ready to process yet?

Baby, I'll be right here.

Look at me.

You got this.


Let's do it.

(clears throat)

Counting breaths is
a powerful tool for healing.

I want you to close your eyes

and count each breath
up to five.

One, two, three, four, five.


TOM: Count each breath,
and as you do,

try to remember that night...
as it happened.

(soft dramatic music)

♪ ♪

(clears throat)

♪ ♪


Garrity, hit it
with everything you got.


Hey, y'all be ready
to hold on tight!

That's all I got
for you, big boy.

-I'm done. I'm done.
-Hold on, Judd. Babe.

-JUDD: I'm good.

It's a process.


♪ ♪

(dog barking)

-Thank you for coming so fast.
-Where is he?

Uh, I would've called 9-1-1,
but, um, he said it was like

breathing through a straw,

and now he can't talk.

(child breathing erratically)

Hey, Tomas, I'm Michelle.
Remember me from the other day?

The crazy lady.


Let's get you up.

Okay, I need you
to take two puffs of this

and breathe real deep, okay?



Okay, let's get you down.

Listen to me.

I need you to hold your son
completely still

no matter how uncomfortable
he gets.

Do you understand?

I'm gonna intubate him.

Please save him.

♪ ♪

MICHELLE: I'll get your head.



Here we go, kiddo.

♪ ♪


You're doing so good, buddy.

♪ ♪

(mumbling in Spanish)

MICHELLE: Come on.

♪ ♪

(air whooshing)

Gracias a Dios.

(soft music)


♪ ♪

MICHELLE: This is for you.

-Thank you.
-MICHELLE: Don't lose it.


You can get him some
over-the-counter allergy meds

to help with the congestion,

and the albuterol
is for the attacks.

It should last a few months.

Uh, if you need more,
you can call me.

Thank you.

How much do I owe you?

Don't worry about it.

GUSTAVO: Um, wait.

Um, we were all very sorry
about your sister.

Thank you.

♪ ♪

Gustavo, is there something
that you wanna tell me?

Your sister
and that man Mr. Dustin,

they were yelling,
and then your sister left.

Her car was still here.

Someone else picked her up.


In a blue pickup truck.

(dramatic music)

I should have said
something before.

I'm--I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

It's the most anyone's
said to me in three years.

♪ ♪

(tense music)

♪ ♪

MICHELLE: I mean, the guy
told me that he saw my sister

leave that night
in a blue pickup truck.

I mean, Carlos,
this changes everything.

Wow, that's huge.

So...was it a man or a woman
driving, one or two people?

I don't know.

I mean, he just said
a blue pickup truck.

And he could tell
that for sure

in the dark
from across the street?

I can't believe you.
We finally have a lead.

Someone saw Iris alive
leaving Dustin's house.

Why are you being
a dick about it?

I just don't want you
to get your hopes too high.

Literally a quarter
of the vehicles

on the road in Texas
are pickup trucks.

you'd probably be as well off

going to a
curanderaas a cop.

A witch?
That's your advice for me?

Tía Lucy sees one.

curandera told her
to buy homeowner's insurance.
The next week,
Lucy's water heater broke,

flooded the whole house.

-True story.

That's ridiculous.

Yeah, it really is.

(mariachi music)

(espresso machine hissing)

What do you want?

You want one
of Cap's half-caf caps,

a little almond milk?

I have some oat milk
in here somewhere,

but it doesn't foam as well.

I want a coffee
with some creamer.

Oh, I don't think
it can do that.

All right.

Oh, Judd, listen.

I hate to ask,
but I'm gonna need to see

some documentation that you've
been going to therapy.

What, the pissed-off look
on my face isn't enough proof?

Nah, the doctor
signed some stuff,

and I'll get it to you.

Good, I appreciate that.

So what about you?

You, uh, find somebody
right away for your hair?

Or what about that, uh--

what about the other thing
you told me about?

I saw someone.

It's bad?

Well, the treatment
that they're recommending

would require
some lifestyle changes.

What, like not working?

'Cause I had an aunt who had,
uh, chemo, and, you know,

I'll be honest with you,
it was rough,

but now she's back teaching.

She's riding on the weekends.

It's like it never happened.

It's more than that.

It's a hair thing.

Yeah, they don't want me
taking my pills

or doing my drops
'cause they say

it might interfere with the
protocol they're recommending.

What does TK say?

I mean, I bet he'd rather have
a bald dad than a dead dad.

Haven't told him yet.
He doesn't know I'm sick.

(soft dramatic music)


And you say I need
to see a therapist.

He's had a lot on his plate.

I don't wanna tell him
till he's ready.

Till he's ready,
till you're ready?

♪ ♪

Okay, take a breath for me,

Can you tell me
where the fire is?

ELLEN: 4663 Tucker Street.

Y'all need to send
somebody out here.

Yes, ma'am,
they're already on the way.

(sirens wailing, horns blaring)

(dramatic music)

♪ ♪

Oh, bless your hearts
for getting here so quick.

I'm Ellen.
Oh, bless your hearts.

And, uh--

Okay, then.

Oh, well, the good Lord
sure took his sweet time

with you, didn't he?

-You called in a fire, ma'am?
-It's right over here.

Oh, you know, these people

@do not respectúour country's laws.

@I guess we can't expect 'emúto respect our city's either.

@It's right back here.

"These people"?

ELLEN: There, see?
I told you.

They're putting the whole
darn community at risk.

What is that, septic?

JUDD: Hell, septic
never smelled so good.

That's barbacoa.

What the hell's barbacoa?

JUDD: It's a steak
that you cook underground.


(man chuckles)

OWEN: You cook meat
in the dirt here?

-That's a thing?
-JUDD: Yeah.

That's a thing,
Mr. Open-minded.

HECTOR: Aw, hell no, Ellen.

Who'd you call this time,
you crazy lady?

Ooh, you better call
the police.

That man is unstable.

I'm unstable?
You're unstable.

Whoa, whoa, I think we have
a misunderstanding here.

No, I don't
misunderstand anything.

She may look
like a sweet old lady,

but she's an evil racist.

Who you calling old?

That's the part that upset you?

I am not a racist.
My gardener is Spanish.

She called the cops
on us last week

at my daughter's
tenth birthday.

They were waving around a bat.

At apiñata,
you twisted vieja.

Yes, I called the police,
and I'm gonna keep calling

till somebody does something.

You know what?

You don't have to call
the police anymore

'cause I'm making
a citizen's arrest.

Oh, good.

Put your hands
behind your back.

What? Me?

-TK, get the cuffs.
-We don't have any cuffs, Cap.

Oh, I'm sure we could, uh,
find some zip ties.

OWEN: Oh, that'll work
just fine.

-MAN: On it.

Wait, now, hold on.
I'm an American citizen.

OWEN: Which is why
you should know

that making a nuisance
9-1-1 call is against the law.

Paul, call APD.
Tell 'em we're on our way down.



-TK: Ma'am?

-OWEN: Uh-oh.
-My heart.

-Ma'am, are you all right?
-ELLEN: Dear Jesus.

Cap, we can't take her to jail
if she's having a heart attack.

I know.
Marjan, take her BP.

On it, Cap.

Maybe give her
some mouth-to-mouth.

No! Not her.

So maybe you're not
having a heart attack?

I am.
I definitely am!

-Can't you do it?
-Not certified.

How about him?

Sure, ma'am, but just
so you know, I am a homosexual.



He can do it.

I told you I am not a racist!

You're not a homosexual,
are you?

Oh, no, ma'am.

But I am trans, though.

(Paul chuckles)

Take me to jail.

♪ Last night I slept
in my stilettos ♪

♪ Holiday Inn ♪

♪ Yeah, we were
sipping amaretto ♪

♪ Swimming in sin ♪

♪ Sometimes I get
a little ghetto ♪

♪ Since I been with him ♪

♪ He's got his spell on me ♪

♪ Living lies and lust ♪

♪ He's got his spell on me ♪

Oh, my God, that was--

You're really good at that.

Yeah, you're...
you're not so bad yourself.

Wow, you're not even
gonna catch your breath?

I got a shift.

36 minutes to go 8 miles?

Jeez, I thought I left
the crazy traffic in Manhattan.

Hey, why don't we go
for round two

and then I can drive you?

I can flip on
the light-bar and siren.

You're sweet and...very hot,
but I kind of just like

to zone out and listen to music
before work, so...


Text me.

(horns honking)

(door bell jingles)

(enigmatic music)

♪ ♪

MARTA: Michelle.

♪ ♪

You can't escape that easy.

♪ ♪

Listen, full disclosure,

I don't really believe
in any of this stuff.

But at this point,
I'm willing to try anything,

no matter how irrational it is.

Drink--for a broken heart.

♪ ♪

Light them, please.

♪ ♪

(siren wailing distantly)

You say you want
to find your sister?


But why?

Because I love her
more than life.

'Cause I haven't had
a decent night of sleep

in three years.

♪ ♪

Red is the candle for love,

but the flame on the black
is just as high.

Black symbolizes curses, anger.

Maybe your room's drafty.

The skinny lady will
give you what you want

but only if you're honest
about why you seek it.

Oh, is this the part where you
ask me for another 200 bucks?

This is the part where you need
to be truthful with me

about your feelings
for your sister.

♪ ♪

MICHELLE: Who doesn't have
complicated feelings

about their sister?

Iris was always
the sunshine child.

I won district in track.

She won state.

I was certified as an EMT,

and she went
to medical school.

But she thought
she knew everything.

I told her that she should

dump her loser boyfriend
before he ruined her life.

It was the last time
I spoke to her.

(melancholic music)

♪ ♪

So yeah, you can tell
the skinny lady

that I'm fueled by anger too.

♪ ♪

How did you do that?

I did nothing.

But anger expressed
is often anger extinguished.

(mysterious music)

Now, what I'm about to tell you
may sound silly--

irrational, as you say--

but if you wish to find Iris,

you will do exactly as I say.


♪ ♪

I understand.

♪ ♪

(rooster crows distantly)

(alarm ringing,
cell phone buzzing)

(soft dramatic music)

♪ ♪


JUDD: Damn, son,
somebody get me my shades!

Nice chrome dome, buddy!

Oh, sweet God.
Is that my future?

Hey, Lex

, you looking
for Superman? He just left.

You gonna make the probie
shine that thing up too?

Hey, I'd be happy to, Cap.

I don't even think
it looks that terrible.

Wait a minute, you told me
I'd look good bald.

Well, you've certainly gone
out of your way

to prove me wrong.

(alarm ringing)

(sirens wailing, horns blaring)

Help! Please!

Help me, please!

OWEN: Okay, hang on.
We're coming.


I'll get you out of there.

Oh, thank God.

You're my knight
in shining armor.

Grab my arm.

You know what?
I'm good.


I'll just stay here.

You'll die.

I'm okay with that.

You're being irrational.

Have you seen yourself?



Dad, you okay?

Yeah. Go back to sleep.


(train horn blaring distantly)

Oof, God help me.

MICHELLE: It's easy to be
hard-boiled about it

in the daytime,
but night's another thing.

Hemingway fan.

Me too.

What's got you up tonight,

I think Paul's chicken Vesuvius
didn't agree with me.


It must be quite
the indigestion

to have you calling out
to the Almighty.

Come on.

What's said between captains
stays between captains.

(soft dramatic music)

It's dumb.

It's embarrassingly,
outrageously dumb.

How 'bout you let me
be the judge of that?

♪ ♪

I had a night terror...
about losing my hair.

Mm, there it is.
Come on, let me have it.

Go on.

I have a medical issue.

It should be fine,
but it prevents me

getting my hair treatments.

I told you I thought
you'd look good bald.

That's not what you said
in the dream.

You know, I've never been
scared of anything on the job

as much as I am of this.

I mean, I hate the fact
that I'm so concerned

with my signature look.

And it's totally irrational,
I know,

but I...can't help it.

It sounds pretty human to me.

You wanna have control
of something you can't.

I think we all want that.

In this case, it's time,

your mortality.

♪ ♪

You don't wanna be
an aging sex symbol.

If you ask me,
it's pretty rational.

You think
I'm an aging sex symbol?

Shut up.

It's more rational
than what I did today.

I went to see a

You're joking.

You have no idea
what that is, do you?

Not the slightest bit.

It's sort of like a--

well, a cross between
a witch and a therapist,

I guess.

I'm trying to find my sister.

Your sister?

She disappeared
three years ago.

I'm sorry.

So you went and saw a psychic?

Basically, yeah.

She just gave me a spell
to help me find Iris.

Like a magic spell?


She told me to burn a $100 bill
under Iris' picture

while I take a bath
in sage, bergamot,

uh, lavender, and chamomile.

I don't even know
what bergamot is.

It's a citrus.

So if nothing else,
you're gonna smell wonderful.

(chuckles softly)

Look, maybe if you've been

looking for your sister
this long,

changing it up is the most
rational thing you can do.


♪ ♪

Still all sounds
pretty insane to me.

♪ ♪

Hey, you tell anybody
what I told you tonight,

you die.


Night, Captain.

♪ ♪

I've got to get over myself.

(upbeat music)

TK: Methane's
over 100,000 PPMs.

We are one spark away

from the biggest barbecue
in Texas history.

OWEN: Let's move fast.

Get every apartment
cleared out.

Excuse me, ma'am.
Right here.

Come here.
I'm gonna take you over here.

Come on.

(device buzzing)

PAUL: Let's go, folks.
Game over.

-Yo, what?
-PAUL: Gotta evacuate.

Hey, I said we gotta go.
We gotta evacuate.

-Let's go now. Now!
-All right, we're going.

-Bro, let's go. Come on.
-Okay, okay.

-Okay, we're going.
-To the left.

-(knock at door)
-Come in.

Sorry, sir,
you need to come with us.

Apartment's under evacuation.

MAN: Can you help me
with my girls?

Oh, I'm actually
allergic to cats.

-(knock at door)

MARJAN: Howard Dalton,
you in there?

Austin FD. There's a gas leak
in your building.

Everybody needs to leave.

Nice try.

Sir, this is
a mandatory evacuation.

-HOWARD: I told you to go away!
-MARJAN: Tough.


Sir, I need you
to listen to me.

An air-conditioning unit
so much as

clicks on in this place,
and we could all die.

The overlords sent you,
didn't they?

To stop the resistance.

(foreboding music)

Okay, look, I'm not sure
what you're talking about,

but I really need you to--

-Don't play games with me!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I know what you're
trying to do.

You wanna lure me outside, huh?

So the snipers can take me out!

I'm not with
the overlords, sir.

Get out.

-Okay, getting out.
-Get out!

Getting out!
Getting out!

MARJAN: The guy just
refuses to leave, sir.


The guy's
a total wack job, Cap.

We just can't
leave him in there.

Did I mention the gun?

Dad, you're not gonna
pull him out

of his paranoid,
irrational fantasy.

So maybe we step inside
with him.

(knock at door)

(soft dramatic music)

Who is it?

We're with the resistance.

♪ ♪

We need to get you out of here
right now.

Put this on.
They have eyes everywhere.

♪ ♪

The other way.
Other way.

There you go.
Keep your head down, sir.

Resistance, this is Alpha Team.
Are we clear for retrieval?

Uh, that's a big 10-4.

The overlords are looking
the other way, Cap.

♪ ♪


(suspenseful music)

No, no,
I forgot my O-Locator.

We have to go back.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Well, I need it
to identify the overlords.

'Cause I--without it,
they could be anywhere,

taking the form of anything!

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

(device chirps)

Detecting overlord vibrations.

♪ ♪

(device buzzing)

They're coming
from inside the apartment.

Move, move, move.

♪ ♪

-HOWARD: We made it!
-OWEN: Sure did.

(Howard breathing heavily)

The resistance will be
forever grateful

for what you did today.

(soft dramatic music)

♪ ♪

(Lynyrd Skynyrd's
"Simple Man")

JUDD: My Uncle Grant
owns this place.

I spent my summers here
just bowhunting

and branding cattle
and cleaning out the stables,

clearing brush.

Yeah, you didn't get a lot
of cuddles as a kid.

♪ ♪

What do you say, Tico?

Hey, what's up, Judd?

You ever ride before, Cap?

Yeah, a little bit.

Now can you tell me
why you brought me

all the way out here?

♪ My only son ♪

No, I cannot.

There goes the better part
of my morning.

JUDD: Now let's mount up.

♪ ♪

♪ To what I say ♪

(horse chuffs)

♪ And don't forget, son ♪

You're not gonna make me
chew "tobaccer" or anything,

are you?

♪ Up above ♪

No, sir.

-JUDD: Whoo! Git! Whoo!
-OWEN: Whoo!

♪ And be a simple
kind of man ♪

(horse whinnies)

♪ Oh, be something ♪

♪ You love and understand ♪

JUDD: Fun, ain't it, Cap?

Pretty damn great.


♪ Be a simple kind of man ♪

(horse whinnies)

(horse chuffs)

We'll pull up right here.

Whoa. Good boy.

(clicking tongue)

-JUDD: (sighs)
-OWEN: Wow, something else.

(horse whinnies)

Hey, you feel that?

Your heart rate starts going.
You got the wind in your face.

And there ain't room to think
about anything else

except for what you're feeling
right now.


My Uncle Cash likes to say
that the secret to life

isn't thinking less
of yourself

but thinking
of yourself less.

Uncle Cash sounds like he knows
what he's talking about.

He's a salty old drunk
with cirrhosis,

but the point is,

you got to hold on
to what matters in life.

It don't matter
if you lose your hair.


You gotta do what you gotta do
to stay alive,

and if it comes to it,

it's Texas.

Now we know you look good
in a cowboy hat.

You should keep it.

(tender music)

♪ ♪

(knock at door)

-TK: Hi.

(both moaning)

Ah, it's like that, huh?

You don't like it
a little rough?


Oh, oh, just take a breath,

What? You're the one
that called me to come over.


I-I did.

(soft upbeat music)


♪ ♪

I know it looks
like a lot of work.

Don't worry.
It wasn't.

None for me, thanks.

Sorry, should've asked.


The food will be ready soon.

Now, the guy
at the market told me

that this red snapper
was fresh, so...

Damn, you don't like fish.

This feels like a--
like a whole thing.

A whole thing?

-You mean dinner?

It's just, I thought that we
were clear about everything.

I'm not looking for--for this.

Well...I'm sorry,

but I don't do this a lot.


I don't think it's a big ask
to have an actual conversation

before we hook up.

Well, it's a little late
for that, don't you think?

Look, I just got out
of a relationship.

I'm not looking
to jump into another--

It's a meal,

not a marriage proposal, TK.

What, did I just step
into something or...

(soft dramatic music)

Wait, are--are you--
are you serious right now?

Dude, you invited me over here
after midnight.

What do you want me to say?


after both our shifts.

♪ ♪

Why are you being so crazy?


♪ ♪

I'm sorry
for the misunderstanding.

(door clicks open)

(door slams)

GRACE: You ready?

Hell no.


♪ ♪

(exhales sharply)

GRACE: Come on.

♪ ♪

(breathes deeply)


Dispatch, this place
is going up like a tinderbox.



Harkes, we need more pressure.

Y'all hold on tight!




Come in, 126. Do you copy?

126, fall back!


126, fall back!



(clears throat)

How do you feel?


I feel like the tiniest weight
in the world

just got lifted off my chest.

But that's it, you know?

That's all.

Oh, man.

Judd Ryder,
do you have any idea

how proud I am of you?


"How Did You Love")

♪ You can have the sound
of 1,000 voices ♪

♪ Calling your name ♪

♪ You can have the light
of the world blind you ♪

♪ Bathe you in grace ♪

♪ But I don't see so easily
what you hold in your hands ♪

♪ 'Cause castles crumble,
kingdoms fall ♪

♪ And turn into sand ♪

♪ You can be
an angel of mercy ♪

♪ Or give in to hate ♪

♪ You can try to fight it
just like ♪

♪ Every other
careless mistake ♪

♪ How do you justify? ♪


♪ I'm mystified by the ways
of your heart ♪

♪ With a million lies,
the truth will rise ♪

♪ To tear you apart ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ No one gets out alive ♪

♪ Every day is do or die ♪

♪ The one thing
you leave behind ♪

This is so dumb.

♪ Is how did you love?
How did you love? ♪

Why do I get the feeling
you're somewhere

laughing at me, you jerk?

♪ But while
you're on your knees ♪

I miss you so much.

♪ How did you love?
How did you love? ♪

♪ ♪

Oh, screw it.

♪ ♪

♪ This ain't no cross
to bury ♪

♪ We are the judge and jury ♪

♪ We are the judge
and jury ♪

♪ No one gets out alive ♪

♪ Every day is do or die ♪

♪ The one thing
you leave behind ♪

♪ Is how did you love?
How did you love? ♪

♪ It's not what you believe ♪

♪ Those prayers
will make you bleed ♪

♪ But while
you're on your knees ♪

♪ How did you love?
How did you love? ♪

♪ This ain't no cross
to bury ♪

♪ We are the judge and jury ♪

♪ This ain't no cross
to bury ♪

♪ We are the judge and jury ♪

♪ How did you love?
How did you love? ♪

♪ ♪