Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 2, Episode 14 - A Rock and a Hard Place - full transcript

Previously on Third Watch:

How'd I know you were
gonna be my problem?

Tatiana. Sounds exotic.

- She's Ukrainian.
- Really?

Lombardo found out about Doherty and
that girl in the bathroom, went after him.

- Serious?
- I wanna see the kids.

- They're sleeping.
- I just wanna look at them.

- I know what 98 means.
- Then do it.

Excuse me.

Just once I'd like to have a
quiet day. That too much to ask?

- Am I dying?
- We're all dying, sir.



- I can't move my hands.
- Your heart rate's just elevated.

Okay, I need you to breathe all
the way out before you breathe in.

- Was it a stroke?
- When the CO2...

gets too low in your bloodstream,
it can cause muscle cramping.

You were hyperventilating.

- Is that it?
- Yeah. You nervous about something?

I'm supposed to give a speech
in front of 200 people tonight.

Well, that would do it for me.

You know, we'll take
you in just to be safe.

I think you absolutely need it.

What?

Look, all I'm saying is I
wanna eat first. We can go after.

So I'm supposed to miss my daughter's
birthday because you're jonesing?

Who said anything about
missing it? It's not just any chicken.



It's Empire Szechwan
Green Jade Chicken.

If it's Green Jade Chicken,
then she'll understand.

- Why don't you take lost time?
- Christopher denied me.

Now, why would he do that?

- Why does everything have to be my fault?
- Yeah, that's my question.

- What's going on?
- Hey, I get paid either way.

If you wanna sit in the
ER all night, it's fine by me.

- How are we doing here?
- You know, I'm okay, really.

I wanna get this over
with instead of putting it off.

Exactly.

You thought you were dying.

I don't think you're in
the best frame of mind.

I'm fine. I just wanna
head on home.

- We're done? CARLOS:
Sign this, please.

- Yeah.
- Good.

- I got a date with a Chinese chicken.
- Bosco.

Five-five David to Central.
Patient refused medical attention.

- Show us on meal. DOC:
Take care of yourself.

- You wanna tell Dispatch we're back on?
- Well, I don't wanna put you out.

Adam 553.

Officer.

- He won't get up.
- Ninety-three available.

I don't know. He won't get up.

Hey, Doc? I think
we got a situation.

Yeah, it's this way.

- Come on, Carlos.
- Tell Dispatch we're back?

- Call it in.
- You called in?

There's a stairway over
here that leads to the tunnel.

He's over here.

Let's go. Bring the flashlights.

Hungry.

Comes up for coffee same
time every day. Most every day.

What's he doing down here?
- It's his house.

- His house?
- Yeah. He didn't come up for coffee.

He's three flights
down. You'll see him.

Man, there's gonna
be rats down here.

You're not going down?

Come on. I'm
going in that filth...

because some grapehead missed
his coffee date with Sophia Loren here?

Have fun.

That your boyfriend
they're looking after?

You guys gonna start, like, a
hobo family in your sunset years?

Huh?

Come on, you can tell me.

You guys hot for each other?

A little love in the mud? Hm?

Aren't you clever with your
jokes about street people.

Maybe later you could regale me
with wisecracks about the handicapped.

Children are especially fun.

Regale?

Hey, Bosco, I need
my flashlight down here.

All right, I'm coming.

We get waved down at a
street corner about a month ago.

This guy's yelling,
"I'm alive. I'm alive."

That's a nice change
of pace right there.

- Told us he was the Lindbergh baby.
- Doc doesn't miss a beat, right?

He said, "The Lindbergh
baby? Thank God we found you."

You talking about the Lindbergh
baby that was kidnapped?

No, Bosco. The other one.

I thought people came
down here to keep warm.

There he is.

Sir? FAITH: Would
you look at this place?

Sir?

He's gotta be pirating power.

Sir, can you hear me?

Jesus! Rat, rat, rat!
- What, what, what?

Carlos, what are you
doing? Don't do that!

Sorry.

- Think he's hard of hearing?
- Definitely uncooperative.

If you need our assistance,
sir, raise your hand.

Nope. BOSCO: Good enough for me.

Hello? DOC: It's
probably another rat.

Could you come out
from behind there, please?

Guys, come on out here. Come on.

That guy's dead.

Obviously. You're
as sharp as a tack.

We didn't kill him. - Okay.

- Do you know who he is?
- No, no. Sorry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold up a second.

- We gotta be somewhere.
- He said, hold up.

Drop it!

Look, we're here on a
well-being check, okay?

- Don't want trouble.
- Keeping it here was stupid.

Shut up! BOSCO: Listen to me.

You're gonna drop the
guns. We'll work this thing out.

Work it out, huh? BOSCO: Yeah.

Sending us to the joint?

It's just a weapons
possession right now.

Don't make this worse.

Jeez, this is bad,
man. This is bad.

Boys, be smart.

Be smart. Come on.

They locked it.

Open the damn
door! Son of a bitch!

We should have just
went and got chicken.

All right. Damn it!

Oh, my God.

Five-five David, 10-13.

Officers and paramedics
need assistance.

Give me a 5-by-9.

Here. I'm gonna give you five
milligrams of morphine, okay?

No, no, no. Start a line.

- No morphine?
- No, no. My pressure.

- We gotta keep an eye...
- Right.

- Five-five David.
- Hey, we're subway level.

- They don't work down here.
- Let me try. Adam 553.

We've got a paramedic down.

- Doc, I'm so sorry. CARLOS:
They were gone. You shot the door.

Check my wound. Check the exit.

We need a light over here.

- Check if I got an exit.
- Ready?

- Yeah.
- One, two, three.

- Okay, easy, easy, easy.
- Sorry. Sorry.

I can't feel one.

You might have got
lucky with the angle.

Come on. Keep pressure on it.

- Yeah.
- Can I help or anything?

- You shot me! BOSCO:
It was a ricochet.

What, and that makes it better?
- I said I was sorry!

What about my cell
phone? My cell phone.

Easy, Doc.

No service. BOSCO: Yeah.

Just what we should have
given Smiley over there.

Hey, Bosco. That lady upstairs,
she knows that we're down here.

Yeah, I wouldn't...

I wouldn't count on her
helping us right away.

What do you mean? Why not?

- Nothing. I don't know.
- What did you say to her?

I didn't say anything
to her. She's a lunatic.

Guys! Come on, we need
to get Doc out of here now.

I'm okay. It's not bad.

We're on meal, Bosco.
I hope you realize that.

Will you help me,
huh? Will you help me?

We're beat cops and they're
a couple of paramedics.

How long before they
actually realize we're missing?

Listen to me, okay?
We need a crowbar.

All right? Or something to
get us the hell out of here.

Yokas?

What?

Oh, great.

- Damn.
- What is it?

Carlos, there's, like, millions
of dollars’ worth of heroin here.

The old guy's a heroin dealer?

No. I'm guessing it was
the guys with the guns.

Oh, yeah. Right, right.

- Why would they keep it here?
- They strike you as geniuses?

Oh, God.

Think they're gonna
be coming back for that?

No.

No, not right away.

They don't know
our radios don't work.

There's gotta be
another way out of here.

Will you guys be
okay for a little bit?

Yeah. Go.

Bosco, let's go.

It's dark in there.

Yokas, wait up.

What's my pressure?

Ninety over 60.

What's it usually?

That's the low side
of normal. I'll be fine.

Dispatch will be looking for us.

You said we were
checking an unknown?

No. I said you call in.

- I thought that...
- There's our problem.

Oh, man.

I wanna meet her. - What for?

Because she's your
girlfriend. What?

You ashamed of me?
I think that's what it is.

- I'll ask her.
- All right.

- Now, will you...?
- Yes. I will fill out the forms.

All right, Felix.

- Sullivan, Davis, you're
on detail tomorrow.

- Why? What's going on?
- Wu-Tang Clan's at the Apollo.

- Cool. Very cool.
- What about Boscorelli?

- What about him?
- Well, I know...

that he happens to be a
very big fan of Wu-Tang Clan.

What are you doing?

I know how much it rings your
bell to get under other people's skin.

So we shouldn't leave him out.
- We won't.

I'm sending Bosco to
125th to keep them safe...

while they do a CD
signing at the megastore.

I'll tell him you asked for one.

- Thanks, sarge.
- Bosco's gonna love that.

Rice Krispies
Treat. You want it?

Does anyone ever
clean this refrigerator?

Not that I can remember.

What are the dates?

Gross. KIM: Please work. Please.

We're gonna get a call because
you're looking at the speaker?

We've never gone this long
without having a single call.

Oh, Bobby, stop staring.

Come on. Come on!

- Oh, that's great.
- Yes.

I am king.

Who's got dinner? - Carlos.

If I can't eat it, he's
springing for pizza.

Good luck. BOBBY:
Where the hell are they?

Driving around in circles
sure beats staring at walls.

You know, if you ask me, Doc and Carlos
are fair game for a little foul play.

Who asked you, Jimmy?

What did he do?

- Screw all their girlfriends?
- Possibly.

You getting any sleep?

If I'm not here,
I'm at my folks'.

I can't take them for
more than a night a week.

So not much.

- You're looking, right? Because Joey...
- I'm not settling for a dump.

And Joey needs his own
room. I'm looking. Okay?

Yeah.

So I've decided I'm cooking
dinner for you tomorrow at my house.

Okay.

I thought we were going out.

I thought it might
be nice to stay in.

Joe.

You ready for me?

Bring it on, Taylor.

- You are my final frontier.
- Hey, hey, now.

"Hey, hey, now"?

Better put some
distance between you two.

- Put them up. LOMBARDO:
Let's go. On the wall, darling.

You remember the end
of The Planet of the Apes?

- Do you hear me? Remember...
- Shut up, shut up.

- What?
- What is that?

- What? I don't know.
- Right there.

Hold on.

It's something.

- It's nothing. Ah!
- What is it?

What is it?

It's nothing. You're freaking
yourself out. Lighten up, all right?

It's not funny, Bosco.

We're locked in a damn
basement. It's a little bit funny.

Doc's laying back
there because I shot him.

- I don't think he thinks that's funny.
- He said it wasn't that bad.

We didn't tell anybody
where we were going, Bos.

Yeah, well, they'll look for us.

- They'll look for us?
- Yeah.

Unless there's a high-speed
chase or some sort of gunplay...

nobody expects to see your
face until the end of the shift.

Is that some kind of dig? Huh?

- Here we go.
- What?

Hello?

Hello?

- Hello?
- Anybody there?

What's so funny?

What's so funny? This is
the last stop on the 6 train.

Brooklyn Bridge.

Closed for renovation
till spring of 2002.

Nice, huh? Bringing
back old New York.

Jeez.

Damn it.

Hey, I never asked you if I
could meet any of your girlfriends.

Mine never last this long, so...

- I'll mention it to her.
- We could double-date.

I said I'd mention it to her.

Five-five David's
stuck in calls again.

Yeah, well, we're 5-5 Charlie.

- Show me where they lay down.
- No, they don't.

- Sarge...
- He didn't wash his hands.

It's probably a radio problem.

We had the same
thing happen to us.

You remember how I like to ride?

- No unnecessary chatter.
- Good. Warm up the car.

You're kidding...

Here.

This will be a little better.

Is it just me, or
are you cold too?

It's cold.

One-twenty.

- Remove the saline. I need more fluids.
- All right.

- What's up?
- Hey. You find anything?

Nope.

Listen...

we need to get
him to the hospital.

I know.

Fast.

I feel like I'm
part of the house.

Past all that
male-female, thin-ice crap.

Then Bobby lifts his leg.

He's playing prince.

I just wanna be treated
like everyone else.

- One of the guys.
- Yeah, you get it.

You know what?

Did Doc know Carlos
was on for dinner tonight?

Oh, if Doc knew, they'd be here.

What a jerk.

You wanna rig the door
with a five-pound bag?

Flour? Get out of here.
That's a little tired, isn't it?

How about chocolate?

Ninety seconds in the microwave,
you pull back the sheets...

That might work.

Look at this. Drip,
drip, drip. It's like

someone's drilling into
my skull every night.

It's been that way ever
since I've been here.

So, what do you
think I should do?

- About Bobby?
- Yeah.

- You didn't lead him on at all?
- No.

- Kind of.
- Uh-huh.

It's not working out.

I don't want things
to be weird at work.

So I gotta dump him
without actually rejecting him.

We're working a shift next week.
And if he gets all hurt, it's just...

I could tell him I'm gay.

- You just want it to be his idea.
- Yeah.

Here's what you should do.
You should tell Bobby the truth.

I've always believed that
honesty is always the best policy.

I can't believe
this. Nothing works.

Doc, you need anything?

Carlos to stop with
that damn banging.

We need to let someone
know we're down here.

Okay, you know what, though?
You've been doing it for 20 minutes.

And nobody's heard you.

Twenty minutes?

How long we been down here?

A couple hours now.

Hey, get another
round of vitals.

Bosco, what are you doing?

If they come back, I don't
want it to be in the same place.

We need to throw them off a bit.

- You think they're gonna come back?
- Carlos, this is a lot of money.

One of these is worth a
hundred and thirty grand.

Are you serious?

Hey, maybe we should hide a
couple. Come back in a month.

What do you think,
Doc? You do hazard pay?

Rather be poor.

If they come up a few short,
what are they gonna do?

File a theft report?

This right here wipes out all my
debt. Faith, Fred wants that SUV, right?

Down payment on the
old house on the island.

Med school isn't cheap.

Be nice to not have to
wait for those grant checks.

BP's holding.

- Doc, you take this.
- You're gonna need that.

No. I'm fine.

It's freezing down here.

You know if they come back,
they're gonna come back shooting.

I know.

You missed the birthday party.

She'll understand.

I'm gonna tell her how
much you wanted to be there.

Don't think I know
you're dragging your ass?

You're deliberately
slowing for yellow.

We run lights and sirens
for emergencies only.

This, I believe, is a game
of catch me if you can.

Go through or I'm
gonna write you up.

- For what?
- Don't you think...

We got two officers deciding
when they work and don't.

You've taken us from one
end of the 55th to the other...

looking everywhere except
where Boscorelli and Yokas are.

Could I say something?

- I'd tell you where if I knew.
- I'll sit here the whole shift.

The longer it takes,
the longer we spend.

May I say something? - What?

It's been, like, three hours
since they went on lunch, right?

If Bosco's cooping...

I'm wondering how long Yokas
is gonna go along with that.

Seriously, Sul.

- Five-five Charlie.
- What are...?

- How do you show Sector David?
- I didn't want them tipped off.

Oops.

COP Five-five Charlie, David
went 10-63, Beacon and Park Row.

- What are you doing?
- Hey.

You had anything to eat yet? I
could whip us up grilled cheese.

Oh, we called Ray's for pizza.

Bobby, about tomorrow...

I wanna make sure
we're in the same place.

- My place. Dinner.
- Sex.

You're figuring we're
up to that point, right?

Wondering why it
hasn't happened already?

- I just want it to be really...
- Alex, it's gonna be great.

You know...

there's a little first-time
tradition I have.

- I'm listening.
- Let's make it a threesome.

- Don't have to answer now.
- Do I know her?

I like it with two guys.

- Who?
- Jimmy.

Just think about it.

- Jimmy, what are you doing?
- I'm gonna go pick up the pies.

Oh.

You told him.

He'll get over it. Come on.

He'll be fine.

I can't believe that
nobody's come for us yet.

You have plenty of time to read
when you don't have a job to go to.

Romance novels.

Seriously? BOSCO: Yeah.

Shirtless men and desperate
women on the covers.

It's unbelievable. This is rich.

Hey, even got
something for Valentine's.

- Five.
- Okay. I think that...

give the extra one to Doc.

Doc? Chocolate?

- They're hard as a rock.
- Oh, yeah?

I think it's the best piece of
chocolate I ever had in my life.

Oh, God.

Doc. Doc, what, what?
Tell me what I should do.

What should I do? - Oh, God!

Check the bag. Make sure
that we got enough fluids.

Get another BP, maybe I
can have some morphine.

Hold on. Hold on.

What...?

What is it?

Eighty over 50.

Maybe two milligrams, huh?

Hold on, BP.

Carlos, look, I
need you to think.

- I need you to think.
- Right, all right. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Belly's pretty rigid.
- Let me see.

The wound's dried
up. That's good, right?

He's bleeding internally.

Oh, my God.

Well, maybe there's an air
shaft or something we missed.

You know what? I'll go.

Well, can you leave him here?

I'm not doing him
any good right now.

All right. Okay,
yeah. I'll stay with him.

You're gonna be okay, Doc.

Hey, Joe...

give me a hand with
this door? It's stuck.

Yeah, sure.

- Where is it?
- I think you gotta get it from down there.

That's classic, huh?

Oh, look at that.
Face of an angel.

Just hanging out, huh?

She's good.

- Come on, Joe. Have a sense of humor.
- I do. No, I do.

Walsh. WALSH: Coming up.

Go ahead.

- Okay.
- Please, please.

Okay.

Sure, why not?

There.

Whoa.

Just hanging out.

That's very good, guys.

Guys.

Batteries are going dead.

I can't remember anything
I'm supposed to be doing.

You keep batteries?

- You hear me?
- You keep batteries?

What? No.

- We'd better hurry up.
- I'm so used to him nagging me.

Man, forget about
that right now, all right?

Okay? Just keep
your damn eyes open.

He's gonna go to the hospital.

Everything's gonna be all right.
This thing will be all over with.

There are 70 million rats in this
city. We're outnumbered eight to one.

Yeah, let me know if
they start clapping back.

You aren't afraid of rats?

No, not as long as they
run when the light goes on.

Hey, you check in there?

We looked everywhere.

I think.

All right, this way.

Wait. Didn't we come from there?

- What?
- We just came from there.

I know where I'm going.

- Bosco?
- Come on.

Man.

Faith?

Yeah?

What's it like...

having kids?

What's it like?

I always wanted to be a father.

Well, you still can.

I was just thinking about...

what my biggest regret would be.

That's it. I never had kids.

Well, you shouldn't
think like that.

You have any regrets?

Shooting at the door.

- Besides that.
- You know what, I don't think like that.

Your life's your life.

I know. Is there something you
could change, though? You know.

The only things I regret...

have to do with
getting into this mess.

The rest of it you're good with?

Yeah.

You're lucky.

I think that chocolate wore off.

Well, we could always eat Bosco.

Oh, God.

Oh, God!

You know what, Bosco's like
a bulldog. He'll find a way out.

He'll find a way.

Yeah.

I've been thinking about
what you asked me.

Bobby, you're not gonna
let me down, are you?

No, I'm not.

I hope you're not too
disappointed about this.

Can you get me off the hook?

But, Alex, the answer to
your proposition is, yes.

What?

Yeah. And it won't
be my first time.

I've done it before.

You have?

That was sweet. ALEX: Oh, God.

- You knew.
- Yeah.

That was great. You get
major points for originality, Alex.

- You gotta give her that.
- Do I?

Yeah. Some of us enjoyed it.

- Bobby...
- Alex, you must have...

an extremely high
opinion of yourself, really.

To go through trouble
to spare my feelings...

because I must be so
completely in love with you.

Just a word of advice,
okay? Next time...

next, I don't know, guy...

just have a shred
of self-respect.

If a guy asks you over
for dinner, just say no.

So sorry.

Bye.

- Oh, wait. Bobby.
- No.

- Just...
- No.

- Wait. I want to...
- No.

Bobby!

Find out if EMS is
looking for Doc and Carlos.

- There's no way Doc's laying down.
- Way to go. They could be in trouble.

Weren't you making
sure they stayed lost?

- Call it in.
- Cancel that.

What are you...?

So don't call in? SULLY: We're
gonna need ESU and Canine.

Let's just start. - Don't call?

- So don't call it in?
- No.

- So don't call?
- Let's start.

- No.
- Looks bad, doesn't it? Losing cops.

We'll find them.

Boy Wonder doesn't want
a "failure to supervise."

He's gonna cover his
ass at their expense.

Think they're all right?

No, I don't.

- Potato in the hole.
- Here we go.

I think it made it to the river.
- Yeah, close enough.

Potato, yeah. KIM: Come
on, come on, come on.

Joe, you wanna give it a shot?
- Oh, come on.

All right, careful. It's loaded.

- What do you press...?
- Hey, away from the street.

You gotta be kidding.

That was a little off.

Where the hell
did that come from?

Hot damn!

- Oh, my God.
- Bosco? What's going on?

- Bosco.
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

My face, they're biting my
face! They're biting my face!

You bastard!

Cute.

- It's dead.
- Yeah, right. Turn it on.

Serious. It's dead.

Listen, man. We're square, all
right? Just turn the flashlight on.

Look, man, I was a jerk, all
right? I'm a big, fat jerk. Turn it on.

- Carlos, turn the damn thing on!
- Calm down, man.

I got a penlight.

You're afraid of the dark?

Come on. We'll
find our way back.

You're barking
up the wrong tree.

Your people need to grow up.
- Works both ways.

- What's up, lieu?
- You all keeping yourselves busy?

I was just telling Lieutenant
Swersky here that he's full of crap...

about some potato launch
off the roof of this firehouse.

You're all making me a liar.
- Just...

Now, somebody better
take responsibility...

or I'm taking
disciplinary action.

Joe.

Joe. JIMMY: It was me.

- Guess we got a little carried away.
- You're damn right, Doherty.

You're getting a
bill for the damages.

Yes, sir.

Engine 55, Lieutenant Johnson.

All right.

Police just found Adam 553.
Doc and Carlos are missing.

What do you mean, missing?

Two officers, Yokas and
Boscorelli, are also MIA.

Kim, Bobby, go to the location
and stand by. The rest, hang tight.

And somebody get
Taylor off that damn wall.

I'm sorry, old man, but I think I
need this more than you do right now.

Doubt he's gonna complain.

I think it's sweet that he still
believed in romance, huh?

"Happy birthday, Sal."

Is that your name? Sal?

Salvatore.

Today's my daughter's
birthday. She's 12 years old.

She's gonna be a
teenager next year.

And then off to
college, God willing.

She'll have a life of her own.

It goes by so fast, doesn't it?

I'd give anything to go back...

and have one more day
with her when she was a baby.

There was so much
going on back then.

They were just...

I'd cherish every
moment with her.

That's not really a
regret though, is it, huh?

What do you think, Doc?

Doc.

- You talk to these people?
- Yeah, we got all those guys.

- What about these guys?
- Let's check it out.

Were you guys out here earlier tonight?
- Here and there.

We're trying to find the cops and the
paramedics who go with those vehicles.

Did you notice anything?

Early on, maybe. I think they went
to that office building over there, right?

Really?

Thanks.

Anything? BOBBY:
They left all their gear.

- This is too strange.
- They've gotta be here.

Someone picked them up?

Why wouldn't they
radio in their location?

Probably didn't know
they were in trouble.

We get waved down all the time.
- Yeah.

I just hope they're
warm wherever they are.

Yeah. BOBBY: Good luck.

Sully.

- Come here.
- What?

Breathe slow or
you'll hyperventilate.

- Just keep moving.
- What's this? Look.

- Oh, no. We've been here. Dead end.
- Okay.

All right, just try to relax,
huh? Breathe in. Breathe in.

Okay. FAITH: Carlos!

- Help me!
- Yokas.

- Bosco!
- Damn it.

I think I'm gonna go back in.

- You sure?
- Yeah, just...

What are the odds of a coffee falling
out of the garbage full and right side up?

Slim to none.

Oh, God, Doc!

Bosco!

God, help him!

What happened?

I don't know. He just
started flopping around.

- Okay. How long?
- I don't know.

Seemed like it went on
forever. Stopped for a while.

- Then he'd start again.
- Okay.

- Did he wake up?
- No.

Must have hit his head.
Could be concussion.

- Or blood clot. BOSCO:
He gonna be all right?

He needs Valium.

Hold him still. FAITH: Okay.

Someone didn't want
us to find this door.

Get ESU.

Five-five Charlie.

- He gonna be okay?
- We need to hyperventilate him.

Bosco, get me the Ambu bag.

- The what?
- The mask with the plastic balloon.

Right there. He's
still losing blood.

Okay.

We're on the last bag of saline.

Everything's okay.

Carlos...

Look, we won't know
until he wakes up.

Will he wake up?

I don't know.

Let's open it on three.

Everybody ready? One, two...

- Listen.
- What?

They found us.

Yeah, or those other
guys came back.

Get Doc out of the way.

Do it.

One.

Two.

Whoa! Faith,
it's me. It's Davis.

Okay, all right.

Doc's hurt.

GSW to the lower abdomen,
head trauma, post-status epileptic.

It's controlled with 5
mgs of Valium. Pulse, 140.

Pressure, 70/30. GCS is eight.
And tell Dr. Morales it's Doc.

Hey, he's waking up. - Doc.

You had a seizure. You're
on your way to the hospital.

- There's a trauma team standing by.
- Hold on. Hold on. Who's driving?

- I'll drive.
- I'll ride in the back with you.

Good. Because you're terrible.

I love you too.

Bye, baby.

- Emmy?
- Yeah.

She said that she was
happy that I was okay.

What did I tell you?
She's a hell of a kid.

They're going to check
you guys out in trauma.

All right.

Is anybody else in the mood
for some Chinese chicken?

All right, Bosco, enough
with the chicken already.

Sergeant Christopher, the captain
requests your presence front and center.

Did he look mad?

Not until I finished
talking with him, he didn't.