Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Take Gibson and -- Gibson, Hughes, let's assess.
Vic: I'll take those...
[ Radio chatter ]
I mean, he's not gonna die, is he?
♪ It's gonna be a bright ♪
-I got it! -Son! Wait!
Firehouse baby!
You stopped breathing!
[ Indistinct talking ]
Okay, Joan. Joan. Joan! Joan.
[ Spoon clatters ] ...like you.
You -- You paused. You paused. Okay --
No, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
[ Cellphone beeps ] Ben: Hey.
Where are we? We should get out of here.
I'm sorry. I didn't know how to handle it. I --
They're about to name a new Fire Chief,
You're ending this?
We're not [Inhales deeply] going anywhere.
No, I'm not hurt, alright?
C-Can you reach over and check his pulse for me?
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
Yeah, of course.
My -- My name is Joan.
[ Choking ] He's choking again!
People won't see it that way.
Let's get some shoring now. Now! Come on!
♪♪
[ Radio chatter ]
[ Velcro rips ] Are you judging me?
Why are you crying?
♪♪
Bringing a brand-new human being onto this planet...
Alright.
[ Chuckling ] And this is, um, Dr. Jackson Avery.
I got a small hematoma.
I mean, that's crazy-making. Okay.
[ Blaring continues ]
Okay.
Okay. Okay. That's good. That's good. That's good. He's breathing. He's breathing.
♪ So you don't go nowhere ♪
Yeah, your job scares me to death,
Which one? Hot or doctor?
It's gotta be chock full of doctors and nurses.
He-- He's breathing. He's breathing. He's breathing.
How many minutes out?
No, I do not believe he's hurt.
[ Indistinct talking ]
Gonna need a whole lot of backup.
To the tune of "Stayin' Alive."
-You don't know that. -Was there a bomb?
[ Radio chatter ]
Look, a-a relationship between us is against the rules.
You can't karate chop that away.
But this was never going anywhere real.
Right here. Some in the back.
Let me check.
[ Sighs ]
[ Sighs ]
Taste.
I just need you to lay down, Parker, okay?