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Don: I didn't do it on purpose!
Firehouse baby!
I think it's best if you...go.
[ Machine whines ] Alright, clear!
[ Siren wailing ]
Please help!
Why not?
Go. Go! -Okay. Okay.
-Okay, your turn. -Yeah. Here we go.
Parker, can you walk?
Yeah, I know. I also stink. Hot.
[ Cellphone rings ]
Are you gunning for Captain, Maya?
Very good, Helm. That's very good, alright?
And it can't happen.
♪ ...now, the pain is gone ♪
It's very 1978, and not in a good way.
♪♪
Okay, wait, wait. Will it hurt him?
[ Vehicle door opens ]
[ Indistinct talking in distance ]
The secret is to let it out
I'm pretty sure there was some judgment in that tone.
-I'm pregnant. -Oh, we're having a baby!
[ Grunts ] I'm ready.
Okay. Great. Thank you.
Miller?
I'm okay, I'm okay.
Herrera? Sullivan, down here!
He gave me orders,
Don't tell me to breathe. You breathe.
I wish... [ Sighs ]
Simms is not dying! No one's dying!
Alright, let's do our last inventory check
But sometimes I get scared after the fact. After?
Airway, breathing, circulation.
[ Tires screech, woman screams ]
and you're costing me time, Bailey.
Hey, Joan -- Joan?
Everyone feels it.
Oh. I could call you Killjoy.
wherever she goes.
Bailey! Congratulations, Bailey.
And...go.
and I still don't see any aid cars.
[ Sighs ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Cellphone chimes ]
-He's also a-a friend of mine. -Hey.
Do you think Dean was right?
You could be Captain but not be my boss.
Okay, we're gonna have to crike him. Yep.
[ Electricity crackling ] You cry, you wail, you write bad poems,
Sullivan! [ Whistles ]
That's the comfort you guys have to offer me?
You're a good guy, and you're good in bed.
Hasn't it been long enough?
Do you think people don't drink in the middle of the week?
Uh, my friends call me Bailey.
Victoria.
[ Sighs ]
I'm gonna go find some packing for his nose, stop this bleeding.
Literal crap and figurative crap!
for authority,
[ Sirens wailing ]
Friends?
Thanks, man.
Joan! Please stop singing!
♪♪
Joan: Help!
Me -- Me, too. He died.
Did what? Moved on.
There's a large vehicle blocking the door.
Car plowed into Joe's bar. Got to make it quick.
Will you let the man help you, for God's sakes?
Now!