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Hey, what's up?
Dad, are you on your way? -No, not yet.
I have a quick errand I need to run.
Could you please pick up some limes?
Yeah, yeah. Sure, I can do that. Anything else?
Nope, that's it. All right, I'll see you soon.
Okay.
I got you, you son of a bitch.
Welcome back, New York.
Thought I heard you stirring.
Billy? It was you?
Hey, hey, hey, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy, all right?
Before you go casting aspersions,
I am not the one who gave you that goose egg.
I am, however, the one
who dragged your ass out of the fire, brought you back here.
How did you know I was in that warehouse?
'Cause you told me, numb nuts.
-Remember?
I was the one that told you it was a bad idea?
-You're right, I did. -Put that on your head.
Somebody ought to put a leash on you.
Did you see who did it to me?
No. Just you laid out to roast.
Oh, come on.
It could've been more than two seconds between you.
-How'd you miss him? -I don't know, Owen.
It was a big damn warehouse.
Also, you're welcome, by the way.
Where's my phone? I need to call the police.
Why?
Because I was attacked, by an arsonist.
And I can prove it.
The only thing you have proof of
is that you were breaking and entering
and you got yourself bonked on the head.
You report this, the eye of the law
turns its unblinking gaze right onto you, and to me.
Yeah, well, that's a chance I'm willing to take.
What if I'm not? Damn it, Strand, I already told you,
if I get suspended or fired, I lose my medical.
Right now that's a death sentence.
Yeah, well, this is different because I have proof.
I have pictures on my phone of the counterfeit breaker box
he used to burn the warehouse down.
-Now where's the phone? -Pictures that you took
without any witnesses while committing a crime.
Y-You see how this plays?
If I were you, I-I'd delete those.
Where the hell is my phone, Billy?
All right, c-calm down.
It's right here.
You already reported this serial arsonist once,
got nowhere. What...
What makes you think that this time's gonna be any different?
Uh... I-I-- I got to get out of here.
-Uh, is my car here? -Yeah.
-W-What's going on?
Do you have any limes?
I got the limes.
You're two hours late. I called you, like, ten times.
-Where were you? I know, I'm so sorry. I got caught in traffic
on MoPac and then my phone went dead. I...
Why were you on MoPac?
I could not find limes anywhere.
Cinco De Mayo. Everywhere was out.
I finally found a place off of Windsor.
Oh, thank you so much for going through the trouble, Owen.
This is my mother, Andrea. And you know my dad.
It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Andrea.
You, too, but we kiss in this family.
-Hey, bring it. Let's go.
-Good to see you again, Owen. -You too, Gabriel.
Have a seat. I'll make you a warm plate.
Uh, can I get you something to drink,
-a margarita or a beer? -Uh, a beer.
A beer would be great, thanks.
Well, um, I know you probably hear it all the time,
but you have raised a fantastic son.
We're very proud, to be sure.
It's a tribute to who you must have been as parents.
So is TK. We couldn't be happier the boys are together.
Here you go, Dad.
Um, why do you smell like that?
-Like what? -Smoke.
I don't smell like smoke.
Is it just me or does he smell
like a campfire?
I suppose a little, yeah.
It must have been from when I went into that big fire I--
uh, see this is the thing about having organic shampoos.
You can't get the smell...
-...out of your, out of your hair.
And I-I think it's probably
still coming out of my... out of my pores.
Are you talking about that textile fire over on Pecos?
Yeah, you heard about it?
-You going all hero mode? I did.
But I also heard that you reported it as an arson.
I did. Nobody took it seriously.
I did.
-Really? -Yeah.
Between us, the Rangers have been looking
at several suspicious fires
over the last year that we believe might be connected.
-So you think it could be serial? -Unofficially.
Well, I'm glad I'm not the only one.
So, you have any idea who's behind it?
No. We still don't have concrete evidence
that they're arson.
I do have a theory, though.
Do you mind sharing it?
I believe he's one of yours.
You think a firefighter could be behind it?
Well, do the math. It would take someone
of exceptional skill to do all this
-and still fly under the radar. Dad, should I make you
-a tinfoil hat while I'm here? -Ha-ha. There is precedent.
Most notorious arsonist in California history
-was a fire captain. -He's right.
-John Orr. -Serial arson
is often triggered by some sort of traumatic life event.
So we're looking at anybody who's been laid off,
divorced, or had a major illness around the new year.
Do you have anybody that fits that profile?
Uh, well, like I said, it's just a theory.
But if you think of anybody who does, you let me know.
Yeah.
You'll be my first call.
Yeah, come on in, Cap.
Thanks for letting me come over so late.
I hope I'm not putting you guys out.
No, no.
Grace went to bed about an hour or so ago,
I've just been playing video games, so...
What's going on?
I need a drink first.
Oh, boy. Okay, it's that bad, huh?
It's worse.
Billy was the only one that I told about the arsons.
And nobody else knew
I was gonna be at the warehouse tonight.
So what are you, what are you saying to me?
That he clubbed you over the head,
just to save your life later?
-Why would he do that? -To gain my trust.
To make sure that I didn't go to the police with evidence.
Cap, I really, really hope that you don't just expect me
to stand here and nod along while you accuse my friend
of 17 years of being some sort of a serial arsonist.
I'm not accusing anybody tonight; I-I came here
for you to convince me that I'm wrong.
But it all adds up.
He's got the experience, he's got nothing but time
and freedom on his hands.
Man, don't put this stuff in my head.
Look, Billy would never.
He's a good man.
He's also capable of spectacular acts of deception,
or have you forgotten that he tried to steal my firehouse?
No, of course I haven't. That's-that's different.
That's-- Look, that was personal, all right?
This is evil.
Plus the guy can hardly stand up half the time
with all the treatment that they've been giving him.
Yeah, well, he carried me out of that warehouse
just fine tonight.
Oh...
Gabriel and the Texas Rangers say that the serial arsonist
probably suffered some sort of traumatic life event
that made them want to lash out at the world.
Doesn't that sound like Billy?
It also sounds like you.
Look, Billy's cancer came back five months ago.
I know, it was right after Christmas.
The fires started ten days later.
You can't prove anything, okay?
That's circumstantial. You...
-You don't know. -No, and I don't want to accuse
an innocent man, particularly a sick one.
-And who just saved your hide. -Exactly.
I don't think you have a choice.
So-- um, I don't mean to interrupt, sweetheart,
but, Captain Strand, you have to report this.
Now, I don't want to believe it, either,
but if you're wrong,
then the truth will be on Billy's side.
But if you're right?
Then you got to stop him before he kills somebody.
Is all this cloak-and-dagger really necessary?
I'm due to testify in Pflugerville in 30 minutes.
Well, believe me, this one's worth going off the beaten path.
Well, you said you had something big on the phone,
so what is it?
You remember that serial arsonist Strand told you about?
Ah, this again?
He's real, Investigator.
You hear about the warehouse fire
-last night in Round Rock? -Yeah.
I took these ten minutes before it burned down.
My God. Is that...
Afraid so.
Your arsonist is Owen Strand.
Buttercup, no.
No begging, boy.
Okay, but don't tell Cap, okay?
-Good boy.
Hello, sir. Detective Brice, Austin PD.
We have a warrant to search the premises.
I think you guys must have the wrong address.
All right folks, we are looking for wire cutters,
ignition devices, circuit breakers,
ethanol-based gel fuels.
Wait. Can you guys at least wipe your feet? Cap is very...
Never mind.
-Where's the photographer? Yo!
I need a forensic photographer now.
Will somebody tell me what this is about?
Freeze!
Hands, hands! -On your knees!
-Get down! -Get on the ground!
-Get him up.
Owen Strand, you are under arrest
for criminal trespass, reckless destruction of property,
aggravated assault and arson.
You got to be kidding me.
Two days ago you didn't believe there was an arsonist.
Yeah, well, we believe you now.
No, I'm telling you, it was like
a full-on raid, it was like something out of Scarface.
They ransacked the place.
-Why the hell were they even there? -I don't know.
They wouldn't tell me anything.
They can't do that, can they?
You see what the police took out of his house?
Not much. Some charred lamps, extension cords,
some jars with some liquid.
Wait. Jars of liquid?
-What kind of liquid? -No idea.
Oh, and they took, like, this big burned woodwork thing
that I guess he was keeping behind the garage.
How big are we talking?
Uh, it was like yea high, yea wide.
So maybe he was building a shelf or something.
It would have been a pretty crappy shelf.
Maybe that's why he burned it.
I'm gonna try him again.
-And Cap never talked to you about any of this? None of it.
-Yeah, but why would he keep it a secret? -I have an idea.
It's going to voice mail again.
Dad, please call us back.
-We're starting to get worried. Uh, TK.
Ah, babe, thank God you're here.
Something's going on with my dad and we don't know where he is.
We should talk in private. -Okay.
TK...
your father was taken into custody this morning.
What do you mean, custody?
It means he's been arrested.
Arrested? For what?
I don't know all the details, but...
it looks like arson.
Th-That's wrong. That's-that's...
I mean, it has to be a mistake.
He-he reported an arson and nobody believed him.
Well, except for your dad. Carlos, call your dad,
and he'll clear everything up, right?
TK...
it was the Texas Rangers that served the warrant.
My dad was the arresting officer.
What?
I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
He's out of his mind if he thinks
my dad is an arsonist, Carlos.
TK, we don't have all the facts.
-What is that supposed to mean? -Just what I said.
We don't know what's going on here,
but I do know my father, and he would never make an arrest
-without a good reason. -And I know mine, and he's not a criminal.
I didn't say he was.
Yeah, but your dad is, and it seems like you're defending him.
I mean, come on, how does he not know
that he's got the wrong man?
He was with him for three hours last night.
What are we talking about?
More like an hour.
Your dad was two hours late. Remember?
He was stuck in traffic getting your stupid limes.
There was no pileup on MoPac last night.
-I called Dispatch. -You checked up on my dad's story?
-Only because it were starting to feel like a story.
So, are you saying it now? Hmm?
You saying my dad's a criminal, Carlos?
Are you saying my dad's a criminal?
Whose side are you on?
Answer me, man! Let go of me!
-Babe. Listen to me, okay? Listen to me.
Okay? You need to calm down, all right?
-Okay? -Carlos...
Leave me alone, Carlos.
-Leave me... alone. Carlos.
I think you need to go.
Before we start,
I want to make sure you know we're recording this.
And to remind you of your right
to an attorney.
-I've got nothing to hide. -Out of respect
to our relationship--
and our sons'-- I'm gonna pay you the courtesy
-of not playing any games with you, Captain. -Well, that's very considerate
-of you, Major. -What does he mean by that, their sons' relationship?
I believe they're a couple.
I've got you dead to rights
torching that warehouse. I already knew
your alibi sucked when you were two hours late for dinner.
I told you I had stops to make.
Right. The limes.
I went by that grocery store on Windsor Road.
There's no security footage of you ever being there.
But you know where I do have footage?
I have you in living color buying accelerants,
wire cutters, crimping tools
and a bunch of other suspicious supplies
at a hardware store last week.
At your house, we found a...
a little arsonist workshop.
Oh. And counterfeit circuit breakers,
which we now know were used in the, uh,
original warehouse arson.
This informant that provided you
with this treasure trove
of circumstantial evidence against me
wouldn't happen to be Billy Tyson, would it?
They're called "confidential informants" for a reason.
The reason I have this stuff
in my house is, I was trying to figure out
how the arsonist did it.
The only person I told was Billy.
So he's pointing the finger at me
'cause he knows I'm onto him!
He's your arsonist.
He's playing you.
I'm the one
that reported a serial arsonist
to Investigator Raymond.
Why would I do that if it were me?
That's a fair question.
Because nobody was noticing your work.
Arsonists tend to suffer from delusions of grandeur.
You all don't like being ignored.
What...
grandeur would I be after
by lighting a warehouse on fire that I'd already torched once?
Why would I do it?
Maybe because you have access
to APD's missing person reports.
What are you talking about?
APD recently started getting calls
about a migrant who disappeared named Jorge Cortez
from his family in Honduras.
They claim he was working at that warehouse under the table.
I think you caught wind of it
and were worried that the body might still be somewhere inside.
So you went back to finish the job.
Well, we found it...
in a crawlspace.
He died...
during your first fire there.
You see?
You're not just a firebug now, Captain Strand.
You're a murderer.
What the heck you think this is, boy?
I'll put it
-with the salad stuff.
-Hey, anybody home?
-Hey, buddy.
Dude, you scared me. For a second
I thought more stormtroopers were coming through that door.
Sorry, dude. I should have texted you.
I, um, I can't go home to Carlos's, obviously.
And I, uh...
I wasn't, um...
I'm kind of going out of my mind right now, Mateo.
I get it, bro. I am, too.
-Is it cool if I stay here tonight? -It's your house.
-Take your room. -No, that room's yours now.
I'm not even sure if I have one anymore.
You always will here.
Besides, there's, like, two guest bedrooms.
So we're good.
God, man,
-look at this place. -I know. I was trying
to clean up before Cap came home.
If Cap comes home.
I was just at the station and...
they wouldn't even let me see him.
Sorry, man.
-That sucks.
But hey, he's gonna be okay.
What makes you so sure?
'Cause he's Cap.
He's just the latest in the long line of superheroes
that's been falsely accused.
Thor. Daredevil.
Spider-Man. A couple times.
It's when all hope is lost,
they end up pulling one final epic move
and end up on top.
Yeah, look...
I'm feeling pretty lost right now, man.
His moment's coming. You'll see.
-Can I ask you something?
What is this?
It's a pasta cutter.
Ah...
Yeah, I see it now. Okay.
Investigator Raymond.
Reyes has you pitching relief for him, huh?
What are you doing?
I need to make sure this conversation stays between us.
You don't have a lot of time here.
Reyes is already planning his big press conference
about the biggest arson bust this side of John Orr.
I know this looks bad, but I didn't do it.
It doesn't look bad.
It looks damning.
A little too damning.
Especially for someone as intelligent as you.
I was framed.
Okay? You should be looking at Billy Tyson.
He is the one behind this.
He does seem very determined to make sure you go down.
Practically put a bow on the top of your head.
Yeah, of course he did. He fits the profile.
Big ego.
Feels powerless. A loner.
Has the ability to pull it off. I know he did it.
Doesn't matter if you know it; it matters if you can prove it.
Listen to me, Owen. Is there anything
that you didn't tell Reyes about this arsonist?
Any information that you withheld--
now's the time.
-Like what? -Any thread that...
I could follow back to Billy.
Are there any fires that you believe he set
that so far have not been revealed.
Maybe.
Tell me,
and maybe I can try tying him to one.
How do I know this isn't some sort of play
that you're running with Reyes?
I give you more arsons, and you add on more charges.
Reyes doesn't run any plays with anyone
without a Ranger star.
I am your only hope, Owen.
There might have been some more incidents that I...
wanted to look into.
Where? How many?
Investigator Raymond.
A word, please.
Are you seriously talking to my witness
without me present?
And the cameras turned off? What the hell are you thinking?
I'm thinking that you have tunnel vision.
I don't know if you're locked onto Strand because you know
it's gonna make headlines, or because you don't like the fact
that his boy is dating your son, which you should have disclosed
to me, by the way.
-How is that any of your business? -It becomes my business
when I see you ignoring
all other possibilities of who could have done this.
There are no other possibilities.
Not anymore.
Trouble in paradise?
-There's trouble, all right.
It's all coming your way.
Turns out there was a vagrant living in that warehouse,
not 50 feet from the point of origin of the fire.
He had a perfect vantage to see you start it.
Come on, man.
I've seen better bluffs at charity poker night.
No, I never bluff. Don't need to.
Then why are you just now telling me about this witness?
'Cause he was so injured in the fire,
I didn't think he was gonna make it.
He's been in surgery all night,
but his doctors are optimistic
he's gonna pull through now.
And when he wakes,
he's gonna identify you as the arsonist,
and you'll have no more cards left to play.
But you confess now, and we can talk to the judge
about reducing your sentence.
You can pound sand.
'Cause when he wakes up, he's gonna exonerate me.
Oh, what? Second thoughts?
I know you've been working very closely
in this investigation with Billy Tyson.
Just wondering...
Did you share this new good news
about this witness with him?
Hey, Judd, um...
What, you've never heard of a telephone?
Sorry, I'm just on my way out.
Or you can come in.
Uh, Billy...
You know I look up to you.
You know, you trained me up from when I was a probie.
You gave bar none...
the best toast at my wedding.
I appreciate that.
Uh, actually, I had Harkes help me
punch it up a little bit, God rest his soul.
Yeah, God rest his soul.
And you and I are the only two surviving members
of the original 126, after that terrible night, right?
And I love you. I love you.
Like a brother.
Well...
Hey, buddy, I-I feel the same way.
I'd love to sit here and play "remember when,"
-but it's not a good time. -Yeah, and that's why I couldn't see it.
At first, right?
I couldn't see it, and now I can't look away.
Because I know it was you, Billy.
I know that you sold out the Cap.
And you did it for crimes that you done.
You have no idea what you're talking about.
Don't lie to me, snake. Don't you lie to me.
You set the fires,
and you broke my heart.
You want to hit me?
Think that will make you feel better?
Go ahead.
Otherwise, get your damn hands off me.
Yeah, it did make me feel better.
Get out of my house.
I don't know if it was your cancer that changed you,
or maybe I never really knew you.
Either way, I don't care.
Me and you are done. We are done.
Freeze!
Hands in the air.
Drop it. Now.
Bag the syringe.
Take it straight to the lab.
-Dennis Raymond, you're under arrest.
Nicely played, Reyes.
I didn't do it alone.
I always knew it would be you.
Yeah?
Did you feel it in your gut?
Oh, and you're wrong.
I love that my boy's with his kid.
Likewise.
Hey, speaking of the boys,
they are gonna be pissed that we left them in the dark.
Yeah, I would imagine so.
Well, one thing's for sure.
The Reyes and the Strand family make a good team.
Dude is just creepy.
Yeah, he is.
Comfortable in here?
Want me to get you a coffee or a soda?
No, water's fine. Thanks.
Sure I can't get you something to eat
from the vending machine?
Might be in here a little while.
I'm not six years old.
If I didn't intend to talk to you,
a candy bar wouldn't incentivize me.
Is the Wi-Fi working on that?
As far as I'm aware.
Good.
So you know,
I assumed it was probably a trap.
At the hospital.
And yet...
you went in anyway.
I didn't have a choice.
Really? How you figure that?
Play out the logic, Major.
Either you were telling the truth,
and I had to kill the witness,
or you were lying.
And if you were lying,
it would only be because you were onto me.
And if that was the case, then, uh...
it was only a matter of time before you caught me.
So...
I had nothing to lose.
Then I'm glad you made the logical choice.
So how long has it been?
That you were onto me?
Oh, I've had my suspicions for a few months.
You were denied the promotion in October.
Your wife died after Christmas.
You fit the profile.
-Problem was, you were too damn good.
The only way to get any dirt on you
was to play a little dirty myself.
So, the arrest of Strand was just pure theater
to get me to let my guard down.
He approached me the night before,
came clean about being attacked in the warehouse,
right before the fire started.
He suspected it was Billy Tyson, but...
-I knew better. -Yeah.
Thanks again for that, by the way.
You're very welcome.
So, Billy played Judas--
reached out to me
to blame Strand for my own deeds.
That is impressive sleight of hand.
Especially for you.
I'll try to take that as a compliment.
Now, for those deeds of yours.
If you wouldn't mind,
I'd like you to walk me through them.
Whoa. Whoa, whoa.
Getting a little ahead of our skis, aren't we, Major?
I thought you said you intended to talk to me.
I do.
But not just to you.
No.
I want to talk to Owen Strand.
Looks like you're on, New York.
Hello, Dennis.
Hello again, Captain Strand.
All right, your guest of honor is here.
Are we happy?
We are very happy.
Well, I gave you what you asked for.
Now it's my turn to ask for a few things.
When I'm good and ready, Major.
First, I have a question for Owen.
Sure. What do you want to know?
How did you do it?
How did you figure out my exact M.O.?
Down to the frayed lamps and fake circuit breakers?
I just got lucky, I guess.
No. Don't. Don't do that.
Don't condescend to me.
Did-did he tell you to do that to make me feel smart?
I don't need anyone to feel smart.
I know that you're clever, Owen.
You don't have to hide it from me.
Okay.
I figured it out
because it's exactly the way I would have done it.
See?
I knew you had darkness in you, too.
Now, I asked you a question,
when you were the one...
...wearing the bracelets.
Do you remember what it was?
"How many fires did the arsonist set?"
That's the one.
Now let's see how good you really are.
Eleven.
You really are bright,
which, frankly, takes the sting
out of sitting on this side of the table.
11 is so close.
So close?
So there's more?
There's more.
All right, so...
how many fires did you burn?
How many did I burn? 11.
how many did I set?
Which is a few more.
You two think you're smarter than me?
You're nowhere near my level.
And now everyone is going to find out.
What are you talking about?
You took the most important thing in the world from me.
And now I am going to repay the favor.
It's funny.
When you're trying to avoid getting caught...
...your options are so limited.
But when you don't...
...well, you can really get creative.
Take aluminum iodine powder.
You can grind it to the consistency of table salt,
sprinkle it almost anywhere.
And you know what happens when you immerse it in water?
Look out!
-Whoa!
Get the door, open the door!
We need an ambulance!
-Cool.
Cap?
Judd, Judd, listen to me.
I need you to evacuate the firehouse right now.
-What's going on? -I don't have time to explain.
The real arsonist just killed himself,
and I think he might've left us a parting gift.
Wait. You mean, like, at the firehouse?
-How is that possible? -I don't know.
But he said he was gonna try to take away
everything that was important to me.
The 126 is high on that list.
All right, on it, Cap. I'm-a clear it out.
-Everything okay? -No.
I need y'all to help me evacuate this place right away.
-Hey, I need everybody out!
-Everybody get out of here! -Come one, people, move!
Go across the street. Evacuate the building right now.
This is not a drill. Come on.
This is Acting Captain Ryder.
I need everybody
to stop what you're doing.
Evacuate across the street,
-and wait for me to give further orders. -Come on.
-Let's go. -Evacuate the premises now.
-That's a direct order. -TK, come on, let's go.
Keep it moving!
Paul, is everybody out of there?
All clear, Captain.
Bomb squad found two devices in the bunkroom.
One in Owen's locker and another one under the kitchen sink.
-So how bad is the house? -Well, it's not good.
There was significant damage to the upstairs.
The fire spread through the base,
and the house is gonna be closed
for a minute until they can get a building inspectors in there.
-At least nobody got hurt. -Yeah, thank God.
And now you have a snow day to kick it with the crew.
Oh, no. No, sir.
I am not staying here; I stopped by to say hey to Gracie
on my way home.
No, I feel guilty enough as it is
being out as long as I have.
You have nothing to feel guilty about
and you will do no such thing.
You deserve a little hang-time with your friends.
Just do me a favor,
try not to, uh, get kidnapped, shot at or exploded.
Well, I already have all three of those
on my bingo card this year.
Yeah. Hence my request.
I love you, husband.
Love you too, wife.
And don't forget to eat something.
Hey, babe. Hope you came hungry.
Just put the chicken in the oven.
What is this? You...
You didn't have to do all this.
If my boyfriend's firehouse is going to blow up
in the middle of a shift, I'm gonna make the most of it.
-Hi. Listen. -Hi.
About the other blow-up at the firehouse...
TK, we agreed.
Nobody has to apologize.
Our dads did what they had to do.
We were collateral damage.
But seriously, since when have our dads
-become world-class con artists?
My dad's spent 40 years going after thieves and scammers,
so I guess some of that rubbed off.
So then, what's my dad's excuse?
Dude.
I'm just saying,
if you're truly sorry about knocking my block off,
maybe you should just give me naming rights to your firstborn.
-Mm-hmm. -Uh, what if it's a girl?
What, you never heard
-of Billie Holiday?
-Billie Eilish?
You don't even know who Billie Eilish is, Billy.
And...
No. Hell no.
If it's a girl, it's gonna be named after her godmother.
-There you go. See?
-Right? Me. -Well, how about we let me give birth first,
and then we pick back up on this?
Hey, buddy, if that bourbon's too spicy for you,
I think I saw a wine cooler in the fridge.
Yeah, Cap,
you've been nursing on that for hours.
If you don't like it,
it ain't gonna hurt my feelings.
No, I'm just thinking about the attack on the firehouse.
Yeah, a little property damage. Get some new windows,
new paint, drywall.
She'll be good as new.
He's right.
We dodged a bullet today.
Or about five IEDs.
Yeah, but here's what's bugging me.
He said there'd be a few more fires. That was one.
The guy only had, like, what,
-five hours to set them? -Yeah, and he was
out of the firehouse within two hours.
What'd he do with the other three hours
before he showed up at the hospital?
Oh, you think he made another stop?
I just can't help thinking that the firehouse
was a diversion from the real thing.
So what's the main event?
I don't know.
But right before he killed himself,
he said he would take away what was most important to me.
Oh, you thought he said that to you?
Where I was sitting, it looked like he was talking to Reyes.
He was talking to us both.
What's up with this thing?
It's been acting up all day.
I called the company. They're coming tomorrow.
Come on, let's go to bed.
Uh, just give me a second.
Are you gonna make me twist your arm?
♪ Never know how much I love you♪
-Hmm? -Please do.
♪ Never know how much I care♪
♪ When you put your arms around me
♪ I get a fever that's so hard to bear♪
♪ You give me fever♪
♪ When you kiss me...♪
-Come on, come on, pick up. This is TK.
-Leave a message. -♪ Fever in the morning
♪ Fever all through the night♪
-Come on.
♪ I light up when you call my name
♪ And you know I'm gonna treat you right
♪ You give me fever...♪
This is TK. Leave a message. I'll hit you back.
-TK, it's me, call me right back. It's an emergency.
♪ Fever in the morning♪
♪ Fever all through the night...♪
We're getting reports
of a possible structure fire.
540 Lynwood Avenue.
-That's the address, right? -Yeah.
Grace must've gotten through to dispatch.
House 129, please respond.
Why the hell are they sending 129?
They-- They're halfway across town.
Because the 126 is closed,
which is exactly the way Raymond wanted it.
♪ Fever started long ago♪
♪ When we kiss♪
♪ Fever with the flaming youth...♪
Babe. Babe. You smell that?
-Smell what? -Smoke.
♪ What a lovely way to burn♪
I smell it, too.
♪ What a lovely way to burn♪
♪ What a lovely way to burn
♪ What a lovely way to burn.♪
Hey, hey. Get back, get back, get back.
Get back inside. Get back inside.
We got to close the door.
Carlos, call 911, hang a towel outside the window
-so they know where we are. -Okay.
Okay. This is gonna buy us a few minutes.
Hey. Where's your fire extinguisher?
-Under the kitchen sink. -You don't have one up here?
-No. -Okay, it's okay. Oh!
-Carlos, get down! -This can't be happening.
-Oh, my God. -Watch out!
-Oh, God.
Hey. The window. How far down do you think that drop is?
Uh, 20, 25 feet?
That's our only shot. Come on.
You go first, I'll be right behind you.
Look, look, look. Hey.
If we don't... If we...
Hey. I love you, too.
Okay? Now go.
-Go. Go, go, go. -Okay. Okay.
Hey, guys! Follow me!
-Dad! Come on! Come on! Come with me!
Put these over your faces!
-Do not touch the walls on the way down! Go, go, go!
Stay close!
Hey, hurry up! Let's go. This whole place
-is about to flash over! Let's go! -Come on, move. Stay close.
Go! Come on, let's go, go, go!
Judd, we got 'em. Come on. We're all out.
Let's go. Let's go!
We're fine, Dad.
Yes, sir. I'll see you soon.
Love you, too.
He on his way?
Don't think I've ever heard him sound so upset before.
Yeah.
Carlos?
How are you doing?
I'm good.
Really, I...
I didn't think we were gonna make it out.
I should have had an extinguisher in the bedroom.
I'm... I'm really sorry. I didn't...
-Hey, hey, hey, hey. Come here. -I didn't...
It's okay. It's okay.
We're okay.
-Try not to scratch the blisters. -Yeah.
-They should fully heal in a few days. -Great. Thank you.
-Good to see you again, Holly. -You too, Captain Vega.
-Thanks. I swear, New York.
I eat more smoke hanging out with you
than I ever did on duty as a fire captain.
It's been a weird week.
Best damn week of my year, I'll tell you that.
Billy, I don't think I've ever seen anyone
smile so big and have so many second-degree burns.
Well, these are the least of my medical concerns, Vega.
If that was my last ride in, it was a hell of a ride.
Aw, spare me the maudlin crap, Texas.
You got a lot more rides in you.
Agreed, but to that point,
gentlemen, uh, you know, maybe you two should go back to golf
or something a little more low-risk.
The last time we played golf together,
-he got struck by lightning. -Damn.
No, that's right. I forgot about that.
Well, I guess you two are really just a couple of crap magnets
-then, ain't you?
Yeah, we do have a good time, though.
Yeah, I guess we do.
You two are hopeless.
Hey.
-Hey, you.
You didn't have to wait up.
Oh, gosh.
So much for a night with no emergencies.
You will never guess where I just came from.
You got a runner, babe.
Hey, babe, I'm talking to you.
Charles?
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