(suspenseful music)
♪ ♪
(device chirping)
Hey, Hildy. Good morning.
HILDY: Good morning, Anthony.
The time is 8:04 a.m.
The current temperature in Los Angeles
is 73 degrees and sunny.
Today, it will be sunny
with a forecasted high of 82 and a low of 64.
So why is it so cold in here?
Hey, Hildy, turn off the air conditioning.
HILDY: Turning off air conditioning.
(device chirping)
Hildy, brew coffee.
HILDY: Brewing coffee now.
Hildy, play some happy music.
(heavy metal playing loudly)
Hildy, change the music!
Hildy, change music.
Hildy, change the music.
And Hildy, stop the coffee.
Hildy, stop coffee!
HILDY: I'm sorry, I don't know how to help with that.
(opera music playing)
What the hell, Hildy?
HILDY: I'm sorry, I don't know how to help with that.
Hey, Hildy. Start morning shower.
HILDY: Starting shower.
Setting water temperature to 99 degrees.
Perfect.
(opera singer singing)
♪ ♪
ANTHONY: Thank you, Hildy.
(opera music continues)
Thank you, Hildy.
Screw you, Anthony.
Lukewarm. Just like you.
I think we need to turn it up.
(device chirps) HILDY: Are you sure?
Oh, yeah. I'm sure.
HILDY: Raising temperature now.
HILDY: Temperature rising.
ANTHONY: Ooh, hot! hot!
Hildy. Hildy, stop.
Ow! Hildy, stop!
(laughing)
(groans) Hildy!
ANTHONY: Hildy, shower off!
Shower off! Shower off!
(gasps)
HILDY: Stopping shower.
(tense music)
♪
Aw, crap.
A man has been...injured.
What is the nature of the injury?
My boyfriend fell in the shower.
I think he hit his head.
Help is on the way.
Can you tell me if he's still breathing?
Hard to tell. I think so.
If you place your hand below his nose,
you should be able to feel him exhale,
even if it's subtle.
The thing is, I'm not in the room with him right now.
-Can you go in there and check? -JUSTINE: Um...
I'm not in the house either.
-Where are you calling from? -JUSTINE: A different house.
But how do you know he fell in the shower?
I saw it on the video feed.
There's a video feed in his shower?
He has this smart home.
Everything's online, and he gave me the password
in case of emergencies.
This is an emergency, right?
♪ ♪
(doorbell rings) LAFD.
Dispatch said the patient was unconscious.
They also said it was a smart home.
(device chirping)
HILDY: Welcome, Los Angeles Fire Department.
Am I the only one really creeped out right now?
ALL: No.
-BOBBY: Come on. Let's go. -HEN: On it, Cap.
BOBBY: Let's see what we got here.
All right, what are his vitals?
Pulse is steady. Scalp is lacerated.
Probably a concussion.
Anthony, can you hear us?
Looks like first or maybe second-degree burns
from the water. His veins are collapsed.
Probably hypovolemia. We'll need a line in his ankle.
There's still shampoo in his hair.
He fell down with the water on.
So who turned it off?
♪
JUSTINE: Okay, I see the firefighters.
We're good, right?
Just a few more questions for the report.
Did his smart home send you
an alert this morning, or...
JUSTINE: I...
Happened to check in on him and saw he needed help.
He's very lucky you did. Check on him.
In the shower.
Now, who would wanna live like this?
Cameras and microphones everywhere,
not knowing who's watching or listening.
BUCK: I hate to break it to you, Eddie,
but if you got a computer or a smart phone,
smart TV, smart anything, really,
then anyone can spy on you.
Now I'm thinking I shouldn't buy that
fancy smart coffee maker I keep seeing commercials for.
HILDY: Hello, Eddie.
Here are some popular coffee makers.
Would you like to hear the reviews?
(whispering) Welcome to the future.
Why does it sound terrifying to me?
JUSTINE: I worry about him, you know.
Alone in that house.
-(Anthony groans) -BOBBY: Anthony, Anthony.
It's okay. You fell in the shower.
Lucky for you, we found you in time.
We were supposed to be planning our future together,
not giving each other space.
-How? -Your girlfriend called 9-1-1.
No. No, no, no, no! No, no, no!
CHIMNEY: Pulse is racing. Let's sedate him.
But if you're using the house to check on him all the time,
that's not giving him space, is it?
Wonder what set that off.
Maybe something about his girlfriend.
It's my ex.
EDDIE: Anybody can spy on you.
JUSTINE: I'm just waiting for him to remember
how much better things are when we're together.
(siren wailing)
(indistinct radio chatter)
Justine Zerbiak?
Can I help you?
Just thought I'd come check in.
That 9-1-1 lady sent you.
She wanted us to have a talk about your future.
-(phone buttons beep) -(siren whirs)
Why do we have this?
May.
Now that she's working, she wanted
to contribute to the house.
She offered to pay rent, but I told her to--
ROBOT: Excuse me.
Save her money.
So she bought us something.
And it is something, isn't it?
ROBOT: I am stuck.
-(chuckles) -ROBOT: I am stuck.
ATHENA: Ah!
-Oh. -Oh!
I am not ready for the future.
May can chip in for groceries.
Oh.
Does this mean you're finally onboard with her new job?
Did you know they're gonna start putting her on calls?
Well, with the supervisor listening in.
It's part of her training.
I cannot believe she made it this far.
So you thought that she'd give it a try
and then find out it's not for her.
Which it isn't.
Because she is not doing this for herself.
She's doing it because of me. To protect me.
Which, yes, I find sweet, but also infuriating
because how can I yell at her about wasting her future
when she says something like that?
Maybe that's the point of her saying it.
She outmaneuvered me?
How?
I'm pretty sure you taught her everything she knows.
ROBOT: I am stuck.
I am stuck. I am stuck.
-Look at this thing. -ROBOT: Watch out.
BOBBY: Give me your gun.
(dramatic chords)
DR. LANGFORD: Welcome to Gross Anatomy Lab.
You may uncover your cadavers.
(low suspenseful music)
♪
Now, you may wonder why we still do this.
Why not a digital presentation, a 3D model,
something more futuristic? The answer's simple...
Hey, Luis, are you okay?
Just a little...nauseous.
That's not uncommon.
Any other symptoms? Headache, lightheadedness?
Will you two shut up?
-Luis isn't feeling well. -Then take him outside.
It is now time for each team to make their first incision.
If the student nearest the head could pick up the scalpel.
-You got this. -Okay.
HEN: Just breathe in,
hold for three, and breathe out.
DR. LANGFORD: Make the first incision
beginning in the region of the jugular vein
extending approximately to the shoulder.
Oh, come on. This is ridiculous.
(suspenseful music)
♪ ♪
(students murmuring)
CHIMNEY: Okay.
(suspenseful music)
♪ ♪
This thing looks like a death trap.
Wait, I think we mixed up the spacers with the supports.
Yeah, but they look the same.
Buck, did you steal the screwdriver again?
Yeah. It is all yours.
I am finally finished babyproofing this house.
Here.
Hey, I wonder if we should put some alarm sensors
on these windows.
You know we live on the second floor, right?
BUCK: And what if the baby tries to get out?
Buck, I said that you could babyproof the apartment,
not turn it into an unescapable fortress.
I just don't wanna underestimate
the curious interiority of my nephew.
Uh, we don't know if it's a boy.
The last ultrasound, the baby was in the wrong position
to tell the sex.
Maddie said it looked like the baby was mooning them.
Ah, well, hey, definitely yours then.
Well, if it is a boy, I had some name ideas.
You know, there's Buck or, uh, Buckley.
Kid could be an Evan.
Really dug deep for those, huh?
(sighs) Seriously, Buck?
It's an upper cabinet.
How's the baby gonna reach that?
CHIMNEY: Has your new girlfriend
seen this side of you?
Has she met Fire Marshall Buckley yet?
Yeah, hey, about that. Um...
-I don't have a girlfriend. -MADDIE: Wait, what?
I thought that you were seeing someone.
BUCK: I am. She's a therapist.
I'm seeing her professionally. Not personally.
(heartfelt music)
Okay. Why would you lie about that?
Yeah. Come on.
We've all had our turn in the hot seat.
It's the cost of doing our jobs.
It's not a big deal.
She's not a department shrink.
Uh, and it's not about the job.
It's--it's about me.
-What about you? -(Buck chuckles)
I don't know, um, just-- just stuff.
I mean, everyone has issues, right?
CHIMNEY: (chuckles) Seriously.
Hey, maybe instead of college funds,
new parents should start therapy funds.
BUCK: There you go.
I know what I'm getting you guys
for a baby gift.
I thought that's what the baby latches were.
HEN: Looks like 3+ pitting edema.
(suspenseful music)
Singed hairs on the chest.
Probably from the defib pads.
Heart failure?
Can't be sure unless we see the heart,
which won't be for a few weeks.
Or you could look at his chart.
Well, it won't be on the chart.
They don't give us the cause of death
until the end of the course.
I thought you were going to the hospital.
-The paramedics said that you-- -They're medical Uber drivers.
Their opinions don't count. I'm fine.
Hen's a paramedic.
Oh. Right.
No cause of death.
Guess we're gonna have to figure it out for ourselves.
Huh, Nancy Drew?
Well, since you missed the first cut,
wanna try this one?
Medial line.
♪ ♪
(flesh tearing)
Wanna apply a little more pressure
than you might think.
It's a lot of layers to break through.
I got it.
And if you want, I can help--
I said I got it.
Okay, now we're supposed to peel back the skin.
Are you okay?
This man died of cancer.
-How do you know? -SYDNEY: Here.
Scarring indicative of chemo port placement.
HEN: Huh.
Good eye.
(somber music)
Listen, you don't have to be embarrassed.
I remember when I saw my first trauma.
I'm not grossed out or traumatized.
So you can save your pity, all right?
It's not pity. I was trying to help.
Thanks, but I don't need a ride to the hospital.
I'm fine.
(knock at door)
(soft rock music playing)
♪
Uh, didn't I just leave your place?
Yeah, I just, you know,
wanted to come and talk about the therapy thing.
Okay, but I was just at your house.
Yes, I know, and I thought maybe
you didn't feel comfortable talking about it
in front of Chimney, so here I am.
We're alone now, so, you know, tell me the truth.
There's nothing to tell.
You know, it's all your fault.
Wha--what?
You called me sad and lonely.
Evan, that was months ago.
Well, it's the kind of thing that sticks with you.
Honestly, you, uh,
you weren't wrong.
I mean, even after I finally got to say my piece to Abby,
you know, I thought I'd be better,
-but I still felt-- -Sad and lonely.
Look, I know I got a great life.
A job I love, people I love.
Just--I just never feel like I can trust it.
"The world is an uncertain place, Evan.
You have to protect yourself."
(chuckles) Thanks, Mom and Dad.
Have you talked to them about this?
No. You know how they are.
Yeah.
Hey, look, this is not a big deal.
I'm fine.
Just I wanna be finer.
You know that I'm here for you, right?
-Whatever you need? -Yeah.
I just don't think this is something you know how to fix.
Why not?
'Cause I always felt like you were sad too.
(tense music)
♪ ♪
What can I do for you, sir?
-(quietly) I have a gun. -What was that, sir?
I have a gun.
Sorry, it's really hard to hear you through the mask.
(laughs)
♪ ♪
You get me now?
Come on, hurry up.
All right, let's go. Let's go.
Empty the whole drawer.
Come on, hurry up.
That's all of it.
(sirens wailing)
JACKSON: Seems like they just let him
walk out the door with the cash.
Yeah, bank policy.
"Do not pursue a potentially armed suspect."
Did anyone get a good look at him?
Average build, probably a guy,
probably white, definitely in a mask.
-You got the footage up? -Right this way, Sergeant.
(suspenseful music)
Stop it there.
Back it up a little.
I should be able to read the plate.
Dispatch, this is 727-L-30.
I need an APB on a black sedan. California plate:
Three, John, Robert, Queen, 1-5-8.
Allen Robertson?
I already told the other officers.
You got the wrong guy.
I never set foot in that bank.
Actually, you're the getaway driver.
-You just didn't know it. -What?
You have any way of pulling up a passenger's name and address?
Yeah. It's on my phone.
Hey. Take off those cuffs.
I need his name and where you dropped him off.
Raymond Dykstra. It's the police.
Open the door!
(footsteps pounding)
(door slams)
-We got a runner. -Round the back!
ALLEN: Hey, Sergeant! You might wanna see this.
(indistinct radio chatter)
JACKSON: 7-8-31...
Oh, he is not that stupid.
APP VOICE: Your ride has arrived.
♪ ♪
LAPD! Hands up!
-Don't move. -ATHENA: Raymond Dykstra.
You're under arrest for bank robbery.
Cuff him.
But how'd you find me?
ATHENA: Welcome to the future, Raymond.
Turns out, there's an app for that.
CHRISTOPHER: Come on, Buck.
-(character growling) -CHRISTOPHER: I'm beating you.
You're cheating.
(characters grunting)
Come on, Buck.
Hey, man, you need to talk to your kid
about playing...fair.
Or you could just do that.
(sighs) Dad, I was beating him.
Well, we're taking a little break
from the Internet right now.
But how am I supposed to talk to my friends?
You're talking to people on this thing?
Kay, hey, um, you know I was kidding
the other day, right?
About the spying?
Were you?
'Cause ever since that call, every time I go online,
there's an ad for coffee makers.
Read the news, coffee maker.
Check the weather, coffee maker.
Yeah, it's, uh, it's called "targeted advertising."
I didn't even want a new coffee maker!
The one I have is fine!
I only mentioned it in front of you...
And Hildy.
Hildy? Are we getting a Hildy?
No, we are definitely not.
Buck, can we go to your house and play video games?
Uh, sorry, kid.
I think we're gonna be playing it
old school for a while.
CHRISTOPHER: What's old school?
Have you ever heard of Scrabble?
(somber music)
Maddie?
You okay?
Baby keeping you up?
Oh.
Hey. What's wrong?
I think I'm scared.
About the baby?
You know, right now, everything is great.
And the baby's safe and sound in here.
Probably safer than he or she will ever be.
And then they're born, and everything changes.
Yeah, but in a good way.
I mean, we finally get to meet our kid, you know?
Hold them in our arms, see their face.
Hear their voice.
Get to know this person that we made.
Yeah, but we're not done making that person yet.
You know, and then they go out into the world,
and that's when everything gets harder.
It's like, every decision, every choice that we make...
It impacts who they become.
But we're gonna make good choices.
♪ ♪
What if we get it wrong?
What if everything you-- you do to protect someone
only ends up hurting them?
Are--are you talking about Buck?
You think your parents might've--
I told you that my parents were not bad people.
All right, just-- they're just bad parents.
What if I'm more like them than I think?
You're not.
Look.
I don't know them.
But I know you.
I know us, and... (chuckles)
Yeah, we're gonna make mistakes,
but they're gonna forgive us
because they'll know how much we love them.
I think you're gonna be a really great dad.
I'm gonna try.
Maybe that's all we can do.
(softly) Yeah.
-Come here. -Please.
Oh, come here.
♪
DENNY: (groans) Nia, no!
NIA: I want! I want!
-DENNY: Nia, stop! -NIA: I want!
HEN: Kids, what--what--
She wrote on my face while I was sleeping.
I made Denny pretty.
Nia, may I please have the marker?
I make things pretty.
Nia.
No, Mama Hen.
-(knock at door) -I'll see who it is.
Denny, no, don't-- (sighs)
Nia, give me the marker.
-Mine! -Trade.
-Thank you.
-Hi. -HEN: Denny, who's at the door?
It's the social worker. Come in.
-HEN: Oh! -Hi.
Hi. Dierdra. (chuckles)
-We weren't expecting you. -Uh--
Which is the point, I know.
I'm sure it's no less weird for you.
(sighs) I'm sorry. Karen is at the supermarket.
I was about to clean up, but someone found a marker.
-(chuckles) I see. -And it's not looking good.
Yeah, looks like chaos.
Well, also known as normal family life.
(knock at door)
-Oh. -HEN: I'm sorry.
No, no, really.
You deal with this,
and, uh, Nia will show me her room.
Show me your room, Nia?
-Sure. -Come on, let's go look.
I wanna see what you've been up to.
-(knock at door) -I'll get it.
Little man, you have to stop opening the door to strangers.
Sydney?
Someone wrote on this child's face.
Do you know how to get it off?
Uh, I don't know.
Maybe try nail polish remover.
Do not listen to her.
Start with soap and water, okay?
And if that doesn't work, then we'll try baby oil next.
Okay.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to talk. About the other day.
Now is not the time.
And by the way, here's a tip.
It is never the time to just show up
unannounced at my home.
I really needed to talk to you.
And I really need to get marker off of my son's face
and figure out what my daughter is saying in the other room.
How many kids do you have?
What are you still doing here?
Look, I saw Dr. Langford yesterday,
and he asked if everything was okay.
Between us.
And I told him it was, so if he asks you,
you have to say the same thing.
And that's why you're standing on my doorstep at 8:00 a.m.?
First I fainted, then you got all weird with me.
It's put me on Dr. Langford's
radar for all the wrong reasons.
I can't afford to look this bad this early.
Because it's all about you.
Being a doctor is really important to me.
It's really important to me too.
Oh, please. You gotta be what, 40?
You've already got a job.
You're married, there's apparently
at least two kids.
There's no way you can juggle all that.
You can barely handle a marker already.
You don't know the first thing about me.
I know that I need to be a doctor,
and I just wanna be sure that when you quit med school,
you don't take my reputation with you
-on your way out the door. -What, you--
you selfish little--
Mama.
Sorry to interrupt.
It's fine. Sydney was just leaving.
You say, uh,
-Karen will be back soon? -HEN: Yeah.
Why don't I, uh,
why don't I make us some coffee while we wait?
Okay. All right.
Show me the way? Okay, thank you, buddy.
What?
Bad Mama Hen!
-Come on. -Okay.
(tense music)
NEWS ANCHOR: These wildfires could not come at a worse time
for firefighters in Texas.
You may recall that, just a week ago,
the Pilot Knob volcano erupted.
Oh, whoa. Volcano. Crazy.
So crazy.
Still can't believe it didn't happen here.
NEWS ANCHOR: -including surrounding counties,
and even states are being...
Hey, uh,
I wanted to ask you about something.
Okay.
This might be a little too personal
and none of my business,
so you can totally tell me to go to hell--
Chimney, spit it out.
What's the deal with your parents?
Uh, what do you mean?
Well, you never talk about them, for starters.
And I feel like I know way more about your sex life
than I do about your parents.
Well, that's 'cause my sex life is more interesting.
-(Chimney chuckles) -At least it used to be.
But seriously, uh,
Maddie barely talks about them either.
Or to them, for that matter.
(sentimental music)
And the other night, I found her all freaked out
like something was wrong.
She said she was scared of screwing up with our kid
the way your parents screwed up with the two of you guys.
She said that?
Kinda.
I mean, she wasn't specific, but she never is.
She said that they're not bad people,
so I'm guessing that they weren't abusive.
No, no, they weren't.
Um, they were just...
Absent, you know?
I mean, they were in the house,
they were cooking meals, washing clothes,
usual stuff, just...
It always felt like
they were a million miles away.
Well, that must've been weird.
Ah, I just figured they liked each other
more than they liked us.
Well, they-- they weren't great with kids.
Okay, so I shouldn't be worried that you guys are hiding
some deep, dark, Buckley family secret from me?
Nah.
Just your average run-of-the-mill dysfunctional.
Hey.
Welcome to the family.
(both laugh)
(siren wailing)
But you guys aren't in trouble with the social worker.
I explained the situation.
She understood. It was just a bad day.
Mm.
But it also doesn't sound like you.
To let this girl get under your skin like that.
(soft R&B music)
You know that voice in the back of your head?
The one that tells you you can't do anything right.
You know?
It tells you that you're crazy, you're stupid for even trying.
It's, like, all your doubts and all your fears
just playing on loop right up here.
Well, that's Sydney.
Sydney is a liar.
Is she, Athena?
I mean, two kids, a full-time job,
and medical school?
Where is this coming from?
I'm just tired.
I'm tired of-- of having to always prove
that I belong, that I'm worthy.
That I'm just as good as the rest of them.
But you don't.
Because you're strong, you're smart,
you're a self-made woman who built a family
and a career.
And now you're putting yourself through medical school.
You are formidable, my friend!
I don't feel formidable.
Just exhausted.
(chuckles)
At least I'm not the one passing out in class.
Sydney is.
(laughs)
She straight fainted in our first lab.
Mm, maybe you're not the only one
with too much on your plate.
I don't know anything about her outside of school.
And she ain't gonna talk to me.
Well, it wouldn't be the first time
that you had to diagnose someone
who couldn't tell you what was wrong.
I should think of her as a patient?
Find out what ails her.
And heal yourself.
♪
(line trilling)
MADDIE: Hey, uh, Mom.
It's me. Maddie.
(chuckles)
Yeah, I know, we usually text or email.
Oh, ah, no, I'm--I'm fine.
I'm fine. Baby is--baby's fine.
I have one of those, um,
doctor's appointments coming up.
Like, the 4-D ultrasound. Anyway.
Hopefully we'll find out the sex this time.
Well, I would like to know.
You know, so I can be prepared.
(sighs quietly)
It's still gonna be a surprise.
It's just gonna be a surprise now.
Okay, um, listen,
have you--have you talked to Evan lately?
I'm a little worried about him.
(sentimental music)
Did you know that he's talking to a therapist?
I--no.
No--no, it's not like that.
He doesn't know anything.
But maybe he should.
I don't know, Mom.
I mean, how do you tell somebody
that you've been lying to them for their entire life?
(mystical music)
HILDY: Keep your eyes closed and breathe deeply
as you cast off yesterday and look to the future,
drawing breath, and with it, possibility.
Exhale.
Now sit up, open your eyes, and greet the world.
Good morning, world.
Uh--world? Hello?
Uh.
What? What? No, what?
(gasping) Oh, my God. I can't see.
(gasping)
I can't see! Hildy!
Call 9-1-1!
(dial beeping)
(sirens wailing)
Los Angeles Fire Department.
We got a call from this address.
I'm coming! I'm coming! Ow.
-Uh, hold on. -EDDIE: Cap, battering ram.
BOBBY: Ma'am, step away from the door.
-We're coming in. -Okay.
(tense music)
BOBBY: Let's get her up off the floor.
Come on. Help her up.
EDDIE: Let's get you to a chair, okay?
-Easy, easy. -HEN: I'm right here.
-EDDIE: Right over here. -HEN: Okay.
Can you tell us about your symptoms?
Well, it's really just the one symptom.
I can't see anything.
EDDIE: Have you been having trouble
with your vision before today?
No, always been 20/20.
And this morning, just completely gone?
I woke to greet the world, and it wasn't there.
Ma'am, have you been using any new skin care
or makeup products, anything that might
-cause an allergic reaction? -No, nothing like that.
BOBBY: What about household cleaners?
Anything with fumes or a strong scent?
Just some essential oils.
-Yeah, that wouldn't do this. -Blood pressure is normal,
so it's probably not a circulation problem.
HEN: You've got some swelling
and minor irritation on the eyelid.
Ma'am, I'm gonna open up your eyelid,
and I'm gonna shine this light up there, okay?
Just relax.
Diminished pupillary response. Minor clouding on the lenses.
Almost like they're covered in a film.
Cataracts don't just appear overnight.
-What was that? -HEN: What?
-Thought I saw something move. -In my eyes?
Something like a--a worm?
Oh, God. Oh, God, I'm gonna throw up.
I'm gonna throw up.
Just try and stay calm for us, okay?
HEN: Let me grab a forceps and a sample jar.
Worm? How did a worm get in my eye?
Maybe it could be some kind of bug.
Face flies.
It's a type of parasite that infects livestock.
They feed off the tears, lay eggs in the eyes.
You don't normally see it in people, though.
Mostly cattle.
BECKY: I haven't been around cattle.
I don't think I've even been
in the same room with a burger since 2004.
You probably haven't taken a trip.
Everything's closed.
Maybe something in your workspace.
What do you do for a living?
I teach yoga.
What kind of yoga?
Good, guys, now transition from plank to tabletop.
Really focus on keeping that core engaged.
(goat bleats)
Nice.
Great form.
Hold your form.
Be one with the goat.
Keep that core engaged. Nice.
Really breathe in this nature around us.
Excellent, you guys.
Really breathe through that stretch.
(tense music)
And people pay to do that?
Well, people say that baby goats offer
the perfect weight and resistance
to hold a plank position.
-I can know weird stuff too. -(laughs)
BECKY: No, it's not weird.
Okay, it's a little weird.
But people really like the class,
and--and goat yoga's the only thing
that's keeping me afloat while the studio's closed.
Hey, no offense, but if you're gonna stick with goats,
you might wanna consider wearing goggles.
Maybe it's a sign.
My sister keeps telling me to grow up already
and get a real job.
-She might be right. -Or she might be wrong.
Who cares what other people think?
Okay, if goat yoga is your jam, your dream,
then own goat yoga.
Never apologize to anyone for that, okay?
Aw.
Thank you. -HEN: Oh--
easy, easy, easy now.
I still have a tool that can make
this whole blindness thing permanent.
Stay still. It's only gonna take a second.
♪ ♪
BECKY: (laughs)
Oh, I can see again.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, God.
(retching)
Uh--do rabbits have worms?
Maybe bunny yoga is the future.
HILDY: Do rabbits have worms?
Would you like to hear what I found on the Internet?
No!
HILDY: Would you like to hear what I found on the Internet?
(siren wailing)
(door opens)
(Sydney sighs)
Didn't expect to see you here this late.
Yeah, well, um.
I've been feeling pretty under the weather this week,
and I can't let myself fall behind.
What are you doing here?
I have a, uh, thoroughly annoying lab partner
that constantly makes me feel like I'm failing
before I've even had the chance to try.
I guess I'm so used to pushing myself,
I just assumed that everyone else
has the same level of intensity.
-Sorry. -See? There it is.
It's such a specific and precise way
of insulting me.
I don't mean to, but I can't fail.
-You wouldn't understand. -You--
you think I wouldn't?
You've been in the field for years.
Practically doing the job,
probably saved hundreds of lives already.
I'm a Black lesbian
that joined the fire department at 30,
that started med school at 40.
You think I've ever walked into a room
and not felt like I had to prove
that I deserved to be there?
(soft apprehensive music)
Sorry.
For real this time.
You're on hormone replacement therapy?
Most people just assume I'm trying to quit smoking.
Most people aren't paying attention.
The headaches, nausea,
increased irritability.
Or at least I hope it's increased.
Could all be a reaction to the patch.
Not much I can do about it.
Just gotta grit my teeth and push through.
Or you could talk to your doctor.
You might do better with the tablets.
Or if you're worried
about blood clots, there's always the gel.
Um...
I have the BRCA1 gene mutation.
So six weeks before medical school started,
I had a double mastectomy
and RRSO surgery
to remove my ovaries and fallopian tubes.
That is why I have the patch.
You're 20.
-What doctor-- -Oh.
Trust me, it was hard to find one
who'd perform the surgeries on someone my age
who doesn't already have children,
but you know me.
I love to fight.
That's a pretty aggressive move,
even for you.
(solemn music)
My mother died when she was 34.
My grandmother when she was 32.
That's why I push myself so hard.
I don't just wanna be the first woman
in my family to graduate medical school.
I wanna be the first one to live...
Past 35.
♪ ♪
Then we'd better get to work.
(knock at door)
(mysterious music)
♪ ♪
(sighs)
(numbers dialing)
-We got him. -(Laughs)
-Thanks, Buck. Real funny. -(dial tone)
(laughs)
Yeah.
You're welcome.
(lock clanking)
-You're late. -It was, like, 20 minutes.
-Sorry. -(chuckles)
I guess I'm just excited.
Me too.
-(water running) -But, uh,
everything went okay, right?
Yeah. Doctor says I'm fine.
-Baby's fine. -Okay.
It's just--
you know, you seem so worried lately.
And you know, like, we're in this together, right?
If there's anything wrong, you can tell me.
-I'm not gonna run again. -I know that.
And I promise, if it had
anything to do with you, I would tell you.
No, Maddie. We're gonna be a family now.
I'm here for you. Whatever you need.
Okay.
So what I need is for you to play this DVD.
(soft music)
Yes.
Let's go watch
the greatest movie we ever made.
Yeah.
This is amazing.
That's our baby.
I'm sorry you couldn't be at the ultrasound.
Nah, it's okay, this was worth the wait.
I see we still can't tell the sex.
Guess the kid's shy.
It's so weird.
Dr. Heller said that she could tell.
Wait.
You didn't look while you were in the office?
We've been apart for so many firsts in this pregnancy,
and I wanted to have this first together.
Hold on.
Could it be?
Oh.
MADDIE: Oh, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, I think--
Oh...
BOTH: It's a girl.
(door opens)
-Hi, sweetheart. -MAY: Hi.
Sorry I missed dinner.
Ah. No, you didn't. Saved you a plate.
Oh, really? Awesome.
You're pulling overtime already, huh?
No, I had a counseling session.
Did you have a rough call?
MAY: No, it's just a precautionary thing.
Because of my age and my history.
Sue said that it would be good
that I meet with a counselor every other month.
I didn't know you told them about the suicide attempt.
MAY: I didn't see the point in lying to them.
It's on their records. You did call 9-1-1.
Yes. I did.
So I told them, and Sue said it wasn't disqualifying,
but she just wanted to make sure
I had someone to talk to.
Well, that's smart.
I'm glad she's looking out for you.
MAY: Yeah, me too.
It's just, I spent the whole day
talking to people.
Last thing I wanted to do at the end of it
was talk some more.
Yeah, but that won't go on forever
once they see you know how to handle yourself.
BOBBY: But there's nothing wrong
with seeing somebody forever.
In this line of work, you--
you have to have somebody to talk to.
I've got my meetings, your mother's got Dr. Sanford.
Oh, had Dr. Sanford.
I mean, Kara was great.
I would absolutely see her again if I needed to.
You stopped seeing her. When?
Um...few weeks ago.
You didn't say anything.
Um, I'm sorry.
It just didn't occur to me.
My sessions with Kara were to prepare me
for going back out on the street, and now I am.
No, these sessions were for more than that.
After everything that you went through--
ATHENA: Your heart is in the right place,
but I don't need anyone to baby me.
Never have and never will.
So if I'm your daughter, shouldn't that mean
you don't have to baby me?
ATHENA: Well, you're only half mine.
Your daddy's side still need looking after.
Then maybe 50% less.
This is not "Let's Make a Deal."
You're gonna be my baby forever.
Baby girl Han.
I guess we're gonna have to get serious
about finding a name now.
Should we do something traditional
or more modern, like
"Chicago."
You were right.
We are gonna be a family, the three of us,
and I don't wanna keep hiding this from you.
Look, I told you,
you don't have to protect me.
You're not the one I'm trying to protect.
-(twangy Western music) -(sirens wail)
NEWS ANCHOR: The raging fires have progressed in San Angelo.
Response teams are exhausted.
Further counties, including Los Angeles Fire Department,
have been summoned to help contain the epic disaster.
BUCK: Come on. Let's go.
♪ ♪
I've been on the list for special deployment
ever since I joined the department.
Never got a call before today.
(siren chirps)
Okay, we are ready to roll.
Oh, no. I know how you guys are.
Everybody, make sure
you use the bathroom before we go.
I don't care if you think you need to or not.
We have a 20-hour drive, and we're gonna make good time.
I didn't know you were coming with us.
I got two kids and med school bills to pay.
I'll take all the emergency overtime I can get.
Besides, it'll be fun.
I've never been to Texas.
♪
BUCK: All right, let's move out!