Previously on Fire Country...
The D.O.C. has a pilot program for young inmates.
These guys have no experience.
Yeah, but that'd be your job.
Get 'em into fighting shape.
-Okay. -Look, Eve,
it's hard to let go of your old crew.
So the arsonist is still out there.
You're gonna leave chasing that person
to the pros, right?
You want to stay out of my brother's voicemails
and his DMs.
-Your brother? -Malcolm.
-My brother? -Hardly.
Okay, look, I never meant for--
I don't care what you meant to do.
What you did do is hurt my little brother.
JAKE: Tyler here is 17.
Let's call your mom and your dad.
I don't have a dad. Okay? I don't need you guys
-to call anyone. -They said this was my son Tyler's room.
Tyler said he didn't have a dad.
I'm Landon. I'm his stepdad.
Not on paper. Me and his mom aren't actually married.
Kid's had a real tough run.
Did something change recently?
His father died right before COVID, and...
the Zabel Ridge Fire took our house.
I'm really sorry to hear that.
We don't know what to do with him.
I might. Know what to do.
SHARON: Stabilize the scene!
-(indistinct chatter) -(radio chatter)
BODE: Tyler's barely got a pulse.
-Hey, I need spreaders over here. -We're on it.
SHARON: Injuries are too severe.
Time of death-- 10:16.
FIREFIGHTER: All right, let's keep the pressure on.
BODE: We're gonna get you out, Tyler.
(whirring)
(creaking)
SHARON: That's it, Bode.
Smells like a brewery in here.
Gotta cut the roof.
(creaking)
SHARON: Here we go. Peel that roof back.
Come on.
BODE: Hey, I need a gurney over here.
SHARON: Let's get him
on that spine board. Quickly.
BODE: Careful, careful. Watch his spine.
Ready? One, two, three.
Stay with me, Tyler.
-(beeping rapidly) -SHARON: Is the monitor working?
BODE: Let's go. Let's go.
Move, people, come on.
We're losing him, let's go.
STUDENT: This is scary.
Damn, this blood is itchy.
Lay down. Lay back down.
Classmates are watching you through the window.
Oh, is it that beta-ass, Sean?
Yeah, I'm not actually dead, but I will actually end you.
Hey. Playing possum i-is kind of
the whole point of this exercise.
This whole exercise is a joke.
It's a demonstration that raises awareness.
Every 15 minutes, a kid--
Dies of a drunk driver. Yeah, I know.
It's just cringe that they make us do this every year.
Trying to "scare us straight."
Yeah, well, it only works if you actually commit to it.
You know who committed
was the kid that came and took me out of class
dressed up like the Grim Reaper.
(laughs)
Yeah, I remember that.
Do you paint?
I-I draw.
So do kindergarteners.
Bro-- my mom's out there.
She's gonna cry when she sees me "dead."
Chloe MacKenzie's your mom?
Yeah. Teaches math here.
She used to teach me math.
Peer tutor, in high school.
Possum, Tyler.
Possum.
Bus is almost here.
-You excited? -EVE: Eh...
I'm a little nervous, Manny.
Ah, come on. Three Rock's back, baby.
It's just ironic that me and Francine broke up
because I didn't want kids and now I'm getting 16 teenagers.
No, you're getting 16 firefighters.
Yeah, with hormones and acne.
And their prefrontal cortexes aren't fully formed yet.
All right, fine. Fine, they're young.
-Mm-hmm. -You know what that means?
Means they're strong.
So no bad backs on the fire line.
-That's a dream. -Yeah.
They're gonna be great, Eve.
And so are you.
Fresh start.
Fresh start. (exhales) It's a fresh start.
SHARON: Chloe MacKenzie?
Oh! Look at you, all grown up.
-Hey, Chief. -Oh, no.
It's still Sharon.
Just like when you were the high school student.
I am always amazed how seriously the kids take it.
Yeah, I just wish they'd take trig half as seriously.
-(laughs) -I cannot believe
Bode got my kid to participate in this.
Yeah. He must've gotten to him
with all the times he's been at the station.
Or he bribed him with snacks.
We have really good snacks.
Hold on one second.
What do you mean, "all the times"?
Uh... I think your son's been
at the station every day after school.
Yeah, my kid doesn't participate in anything five days a week.
-Really. Not even hygiene. -(laughs)
Give it time.
Bode didn't smell so great in high school, either.
Look--
Can I tell you something?
I used to have the biggest crush on Bode back in the day.
Well, if I can tell you something.
That wasn't really a secret.
-(laughs) -Oh, goody.
Okay. And it's almost time.
So, the drill says that
Bode's gonna do CPR for 20 minutes, but-- spoiler--
this doesn't work out well.
So... you might not want to watch.
As a parent, this isn't always easy to see.
It's fine. It's not real.
Okay.
(indistinct radio chatter)
(inhales)
(exhales)
(quietly): Okay...
Are you for real right now?
Um...
Look, I just wanted to drop this.
I...
You're a firefighter, too?
Drake County.
So you, me, and Malcolm, we're-we're all firefighters?
I mean, that's, what, like a family business.
I don't know you. I don't want to know you.
I messaged Malcolm
to apologize for any trouble I may have caused,
and he blocked me.
So if you could just get that to him, at least I can explain.
If Malcolm blocked you,
he doesn't want to get to know you, either.
Okay, look. We're all bracing for one hell of a fire season.
And I'm on the other side of one hell of a fire,
one that cost us our own battalion chief.
I'm sorry about that.
I mean, we're brothers and we don't even know each other.
You know, we could lose that chance
any day on this job.
Like I said, Malcolm blocked you.
His choice.
All right. I-I mishandled this.
I'm the bad guy.
Dude, to Malcolm? I'm the bad guy.
I'm his big sister who kept a secret from him his whole life.
Your name barely even comes up.
Don't forget your letter.
-(phone alarm beeping) -BODE: Okay, Tyler, this is it.
(alarm shuts off)
You gonna give up on me so easily?
I fought for your life to the best of my ability.
So did the other medics.
You know, we take losing a life personally.
When your friends and your family
find out that you're dead, they'll be devastated.
Good thing I'm not dead, then.
Well...
this machine over here is telling a different story.
(beeping)
(flatline tone sounding)
(Tyler sighs)
* *
(sighs, sniffles)
I'm so sorry.
We did everything in our power to save him,
but Tyler didn't make it.
-For real? -That's crazy, dude.
Time of death-- 10:32.
(sobbing)
Oh, God. Oh, God.
It's okay.
GUARD: Hurry up.
This genius tried to smuggle in three phones.
Dude chose the wrong camp
to try and run a felons-and-family plan.
EVE (quietly): He look like the size of a McLeod.
Welcome to Three Rock! Line up, y'all.
This is gonna be like summer camp
compared to San Quentin.
Everybody calls me Tex.
And everybody calls me "Captain."
And it's fire camp. Line up.
ACE: Yeah, what, you think
I want to be on this crew with your punk ass?
HARTMAN: Just keep talking, Ace.
Just like you always did.
Everyone's gonna be sick of you by day three.
Yeah. Hey, Hartman--
how 'bout I talk with this instead?
-(grunts) -EVE: Hey. Hey!
That's enough!
(both grunting)
-Hey, hey. Stop. -EVE: Break it up!
-(grunts) -I shoulda taken you out
-years back. -Don't mess with me, homes.
-(indistinct shouting) -Hey. Hey, hey!
EVE: Break it up!
HARTMAN: Should've taken you out years ago!
-Hey! Stop it! -Break it up, boys! Hey!
So much for a fresh start.
(panting)
* *
Okay. Those two-- Ace and Hartman--
apparently have some beef.
Bus was the first time they've seen each other
since they got separated at prison.
Beef must run pretty deep
if it was from before they were locked up.
And the C.O.'s thinking about shipping them back to prison.
Can't let that happen, Eve.
I mean, we're not gonna sit around for another two weeks
while the C.O. replaces them.
Yeah, but I can't go into a fire
with a crew that's gonna body-slam each other.
So then help them out.
Make 'em work the program.
Yeah, Manny, it's not that simple.
Look, I know that this isn't the Three Rock
you imagined you'd come back to,
but this is Three Rock now.
And these are your players.
So make 'em a team, Coach.
Sometimes I wish I could just pick my players.
Gentlemen, you are the first
youth offender fire camp on these grounds.
The only ones in Northwest California.
You volunteered, you studied,
you were selected by the D.O.C. to be here.
Let's make them know that this was the right choice.
On your feet.
Let's grab your packs.
Six-mile hike. Let's go.
LUKE: I remember my first drunk-driving demo.
Our crash was so realistic,
three kids in the crowd threw up.
(chuckles) You know, last time you told that story,
it was only two, Uncle Luke.
-Huh. I say three? -Yeah, you did.
-Well, maybe it was two. -Ha.
Japan had enough of you?
Uh, almost, but no.
Duty called.
Hey. You're now looking at your new Assistant Unit Chief.
Pin on is next week.
-Above my mom? -Yeah.
Oh, she's gonna love that.
Yeah? You know what you're gonna love?
Standing up a Rapid Extraction Module Support team.
Cal Fire's getting its own REMS team?
Yeah. I figured if anyone's going on Mayday calls
and rescuing injured firefighters,
it ought to be our own.
It ought to be you.
(chuckles) I'm at 42.
Well, that's the beauty of it, right?
You could stay at 42.
Look, you do your job around here
and then you wait for us
to throw up the Bat-Signal for help.
I'm still a probie.
Buddy, if this was an interview,
you'd be failing right now.
-(snorts) Is it one? -Okay, come on, you got, what,
one, maybe two things left on your probie checklist?
"Secure a fire line by locating
and abating materials and fuels."
Exactly.
So, look, I'm picking up a shift before my big promotion.
But let's get you outta probie-dom.
Then into REMS.
"Fire downslope. In the brush."
Pass it on.
Fire downslope. In the brush.
EVE: All right, keep your "dime"!
Keeping dimes landed me here.
Cops pulled me over for a busted taillight,
-Found my stash. -INMATE: Fire downslope, in the brush.
-"Keeping dimes"? -Yeah.
You know, everybody knows that you got busted for coding
or some nerdy crap, Geek Squad.
-INMATE 3: Fire downslope, in the brush. -It's Zane.
It's hacking, bro.
Fire downslope, in the brush.
Last man got it!
Let's circle up!
Let's go, gentlemen.
(Eve claps hands)
It's "Fire upslope.
In the brush." Right?
No, you moron. You don't got it.
-Downslope. -Downslope.
Right...
So the message at the end of the line
didn't match the order at the front.
That's one broken telephone, y'all.
What's this got to do with kicking fire's ass, Cap?
Communication is key when you're working a fire.
It protects you and your fellow firefighters.
Run it again. Come on.
(inmates grumble)
Oh, look, it's the firefighter that killed my kid.
Hey, Chloe. It's been a minute.
-It's good to see you. -Yeah.
Every weekday?
You got Tyler here every weekday?
Yeah, I, uh...
That's what we agreed on, him and me, so...
-(Chloe chuckles) -I guess, uh...
I thought he would've talked to you about it.
(short chuckle) That presumes that he, um,
talks to me.
About anything. Which he does not.
Honestly, it's, like, it's no problem.
I grew up here doing all the same stuff.
Rolling hoses and cleaning floors.
Running drills.
Wow. I can't get my kid to unload the dishwasher.
Yeah, of course not. You're his mom.
Yeah, well, not much I can do to change that.
Hey, do you, uh...
Do you remember me in-- in high school?
Mm-hmm. One theorem away from failing geometry.
Well, I was skipping school.
Getting into fights. Smoking weed.
Lotta yelling, slamming doors.
You're describing a live feed of Tyler's existence right now.
Landon told me that you guys lost your house in Zabel Ridge.
Yeah, that didn't help.
But, honestly, this-this started before that.
And...
I don't know, he's just been acting out
and I can't figure out why. And I'm...
My own kid's an enigma.
(soft chuckle)
Not to me.
When I look at Tyler,
it's like I can...
...I can see me
before things started to get really bad.
Mm.
And I can see...
I can see this train that's coming for him,
but I can stop it.
Well, you don't have to.
Really.
Tyler could do a lot worse
than ending up like Bode Leone.
(footsteps receding)
* *
-(line ringing) -(Bode sighs)
(water sloshes)
Soap first, then rubbing alcohol before the clay bar.
And once all that paint's gone, you hit 'er again with soap.
No, this is crap.
This is consequence.
Getting out of class is supposed to be the upside
of having to play the dead kid.
-Does this look like class to you? -No, it...
looks like a prison, actually.
Well, you keep going this way and you might find out.
I'm trying to keep you from making mistakes.
Like holding up a liquor store?
Mm.
You don't want to screw up your life.
You don't know anything about my life.
I don't need to to know exactly who you are.
Or where you're headed.
I'm trying to keep you from ending up like me.
Good. 'Cause my stepdad told me that he'd kill me if I do.
-(tones ringing) -LUKE: All right, we're up!
Bode.
Are you babysitting or trying to qualify for REMS?
Let's go, let's move.
I'm 17.
This better be clean by the time I get back.
What the--
-(sirens wailing) -JAKE: Oh, it's not gonna be
a easy one, Chief.
The fire's deep in there.
Underbrush for miles,
and fire's creeping uphill by a lake.
What does road access look like?
JAKE: Um...
All right, well, this road gets us the closest, but
there's still 3,000 feet of brush
between us and the seat of the fire.
We don't have enough time or manpower to cut through that.
Yeah, agreed. We need more bodies.
-Yeah. -You want me to call for 96?
No. We spent a lot of time and a lot of money
to get Three Rock back.
And it wasn't just to run drills.
It's time to reap the benefits.
Let's put 'em to work.
Ooh, hey, Manny, I... I don't know.
I mean, Eve said they're green as hell.
Have a little faith.
I mean, we were all green as hell once, right?
Greencrest, Isley Valley Fire I.C.
requesting Three Rock for debris removal.
DISPATCH: Three Rock Crew One,
requested to the Isley Valley Fire.
(soft grunt)
Hey.
-GUARD: Hold. -Guys, hold up!
(phone ringing)
Hey, Eve, what's up? You good?
Greencrest just called for Three Rock.
-MANNY: Great. So put 'em in. -Wait, that wasn't a mistake?
MANNY: Are you questioning a battalion chief's order?
No, w-- Manny, with respect, they're not ready.
Like, not at all.
Eve, this isn't a suggestion.
Butts on the bus, now.
(sighs)
What?
What, you got something to say, too?
No.
No. No, we, uh...
coming up on our, uh, closest access point.
Watch out!
(tires screech)
(exhales)
(panting)
What the hell?
JAKE: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa. Hey.
Sir, I need to take a look at you.
I'm okay.
That's not something people who charge
in front of a moving vehicle usually say.
How'd you get so cut up?
I was running through the brush.
Branches tripped me up.
-Ah! -JAKE: All right.
Feels like a sprain, possible break.
-What's your name? -Benji.
But it's my friend.
His name is Thompson.
I think he had a heart attack.
Where is he now?
We were hunting, in a duck blind.
Over at Sevan Lake.
You got your first pintail over there, yeah?
BENJI: This smoke came in from the fire on the hill.
We started to pack out, but Thompson started coughing.
Next thing I know, bam, he's down.
JAKE: Okay. Hey.
We're gonna get to him,
but first I gotta check you out.
All right, we anchor to this road.
Start cutting line to the fire
and back it up
with a progressive hose line. You got it?
We got it.
You two. You know the lake he's talking about?
Yeah, it's about a half mile north of here.
We'd need to hurry, though. "Time is muscle."
Bode's right.
Human body can only last so long after a heart attack.
All right, well, grab a med bag and an AED and get in there.
Whoa, no, no. No. We're on fire attack today.
I'm pretty sure that I just assigned my probie
to a medical rescue.
"Time is muscle." Let's go.
Yeah.
(indistinct radio chatter)
Chief.
How they lookin'?
All right.
Two ranks, file in.
Hey.
HARTMAN: Guys. Look at the road.
Don't even think about making a run for it.
Hey! Quit looking at the road.
ACE: It's a nice view, though.
Well, they're not looking at the road, Cap.
(wolf whistle)
INMATE: Oh, slow down!
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
TEX: Can I get some fries
with that shake, mama?
That's some nice form!
Wait, wait, you dropped my phone number!
MANNY: Fellas...
Eyes on me, Three Rock.
MANNY: Listen to me, fellas.
Deep in the woods behind you,
there's a wildfire soaring up the hillside--
Hell yeah, Cap.
Let's go.
There's a couple thousand feet of deep forest
between us and that fire.
And we can't put it out
if we can't put our hoses in there.
Which means...
We need to clear a path for the hoses.
We're gonna cut the ground, make it flat.
That fuel is thick,
so we're gonna make and utilize key holes
and remove any obstacles to get the hoses through.
Wait. We have to dig for half a mile?
Yeah, that's what you signed up for, Zane. Remember?
So if you are tossing debris,
you need to tell the man behind you.
If you throw a rock, you yell, "Rock."
So, uh, grab your gear and let's get going.
-All right. -Come on, now, boys!
(excited chatter)
With energy, y'all! Come on!
Let's move, gentlemen!
This fire ain't stopping for you!
INMATE: We have to, let's do it.
INMATE 2: Communicate, y'all, come on, move it!
Four feet!
Come on!
SHARON: Yes. That's...
I hope your crew eats carbs.
-Hey, Landon. -Plain, salt, and gluten-free.
And, like, seven different cream cheeses.
-Wow. -Wow.
The kitchen's right in there.
But you really didn't have to do that.
For the firefighters that got Tyler out of his room?
I should buy you a whole damn bakery.
-(Sharon laughs) -(chuckles)
Thank you.
(footsteps receding)
* *
(Chloe sobs quietly)
(Chloe exhales, sniffles)
Oh, God. (weak laugh)
Wish you didn't see that. (sniffles)
Oh, i-it's fine. He's your kid.
Yeah. (weak chuckle)
He's my alive kid.
And I just bawled at his fake death.
(sniffles)
Wow, in front of my students,
who will never let me live it down,
and in front of you,
and you went through the real thing, and I'm just-- I...
It's okay. It's overwhelming.
And now I have to give this eulogy
and I-I haven't even started and I-I...
SHARON: Maybe I could...
-listen? Or... -No. No, no, no.
'Kay.
You know, when it comes to your son,
just take all the help you can get.
You know, maybe if I'd accepted
more help for Bode,
he would have gotten into this good place sooner.
(footsteps receding)
Gentlemen, spread out so you can cover more ground.
Hey, Zane, don't forget to alert the guy behind you
when you're swinging your McLeod.
Swinging!
Hey, Cap, we should be at least halfway there by now.
My guys are ready to lay hose.
-What's the holdup? -Well, it--
This is a first call with a brand-spanking-new crew
that just crawled out the damn womb.
It's not about new, Eve.
It's about keeping them motivated.
Letting 'em know they gotta work hard
-to prove that they belong here at camp. -Yeah, Manny,
-I know that, but I-- -Or making sure that they know
it's about bars, making money,
knocking off a little more time,
giving 'em a little bit of pride.
Yeah, well, I threw them into the deep end.
They're not gonna hear that.
Eve, I know it's tough,
but those guys have to perform,
and I need you to figure it out.
(Benji coughs, wheezes)
-Whoa, hey! -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey.
You okay? You okay?
(constricted inhale) Can't breathe...
Respiratory distress. We need oxygen over here.
Take his jacket off.
FIREFIGHTER: Get some O2.
JAKE: Here we go.
MANNY: Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What'd you do, snow angels in poison oak?
The area around the lake was covered in it.
The area that's on fire.
Where the smoke that hit your duck blind came from?
(wheezes) Yeah.
(coughs)
All right, take care of him.
-Manny... -Huh?
Okay, look.
Poison oak contains urushiol.
If that burns and they breathe in that smoke...
It causes your airway to swell and blister.
-Yeah. -Can be life-threatening.
Exactly.
(indistinct radio transmission)
-There it is. -Yep.
MANNY (over radio): Hey, Leone, be advised.
Fire you're walking towards is eating poison oak.
I repeat: that smoke is filled with poison.
Orders, Chief?
I need you to make your own risk assessment.
You need SCBAs?
Who knows how long we have?
BOTH: We're going in.
(quiet whispers)
Eel River High School,
after our simulated crash this morning,
we lost two kids.
I hope you never have to
feel the loss of someone you love for real.
So...
some parents and some students
are gonna say some words of farewell now.
And first up is Chloe MacKenzie,
Tyler's mom.
My Tyler.
There are so many stories I want to tell,
most you would consider embarrassing.
I, uh...
I remember the first time I took you into the city.
* *
Grandma wanted to come with us, but... I said no.
* Holding in and holding back *
So we went to Pier 39
and we had soft serve...
* This is how the heart attacks *
-(slams) -(sobbing)
Vince...
Oh, God.
It hits me at the weirdest times.
Vince, you...
you have Riley, right?
You have her,
and I have Bode.
We're gonna get through this.
* Full-drawn bow with a dead shaft *
(exhales)
* Target drawn on an avalanche... *
...and then I found you...
...at this little souvenir shop.
* I feel the pull... *
You were trying to buy me a bracelet,
to give me as a present.
You were always so independent,
but sometimes my heart aches that
you won't take my help.
Maybe it's because you never saw me accept help, either.
And maybe if I had...
...then you would still be here today.
(sniffles) I'm sorry, I-- I'm sorry, I can't.
-(sniffles) -We love ya, buddy.
(snorts) This is so fake!
-Tyler... -TYLER: What?
What? It is. You're-you're up there,
acting all sad, like...
You know we lost real people, right?
And real houses in-in the fire?
Tyler, your parents just said some really nice things--
No, that's not my dad.
(students and parents murmuring)
I'm out.
-Tyler, but... -No, it's okay. Let him go.
He just needs some space.
(exhales)
* *
-There he is. -LUKE: Thompson.
Okay, let's roll him onto his back and let's assess.
(sighs) I'm not getting any pulse.
Thompson! Thompson, can you hear me?
He's completely unresponsive.
(exhales) Damn it.
(rattling)
-Beta blockers for hypertension. -Wonderful.
Let's get AED hooked up,
let's see what's going on with him, yeah?
BODE: All right, cutting.
LUKE: All right.
Okay. Hit the "Analyze" button.
(beeps)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Analyzing now.
(whirring, beeps)
Start CPR.
-Damn it. Starting CPR. -I'll call it in.
Isley Valley Fire I.C.,
we have made contact with the patient, confirm Code Blue.
Patient is in cardiac arrest.
We found high blood pressure medication on scene.
Patient likely has a history of hypertension
-and is prone to heart attack. -He never told me that.
Patient is currently unresponsive.
CPR is in progress. Over.
-(breathing hard) -JAKE: Hey, hey.
Hey. Hey.
Hey, hey. Right here. Right here, right here.
Hey, look, they're-- they're working on him.
I wouldn't have dragged him on a half-mile hike if I had known.
He'd still be alive if he didn't keep that from me.
-(gasps in air) -(siren approaching)
Well, he's not gone yet.
-PARAMEDIC: There he is. Rig. -(ambulance doors open)
-Get him to the hospital. -All right.
JAKE: Eve, where we at?
HARTMAN: Hey! Watch it!
Bro, that rock almost hit me.
Oh, I'm so sorry. "Rock."
JAKE: Oh, that can't be good.
Ace, if you wanna go, I'm right here.
Yeah, and I wouldn't be here
if you didn't make me break into that house.
Well, we wouldn't have gotten caught
if your dumb ass wouldn't have tripped and knocked over a TV!
-Hey! Hey! -Rock!
-Hey! -EVE: Hey! That's enough!
Guys. Zane, are you okay?
Uh, Captain Edwards...
What?
-ZANE: The hose is cut. -Damn it.
Hey! I need another hose lay over here!
Hey, Cap, this hose lay should be twice as far by now.
What the hell's going on?
I'm working on it, Chief.
You know what? Never mind, Cap.
I'm just gonna call in Station 96
so they can clean up this mess your guys made.
Hey! These aren't my guys!
(exhales)
* *
(radio beeps)
MANNY: Station 96
requested to the Isley Valley Fire.
* *
LUKE: Okay, keep at it. Good work.
All right, Bode, hands off. Let's reanalyze.
-(Bode sighs) -Analyzing now.
(whirring, beeps)
-Shock advised. -Clear.
-Let's do it. -Deliver shock now.
Shock delivered.
Check him.
BODE: He's got a pulse. And he's starting to breathe again.
Okay, good.
Ow! Damn it.
(sighs) Fire's at the door.
Without water, we're gonna burn.
Isley Valley Fire I.C. What's the ETA on the hose lay?
Starting to get some spotting down here.
-Securing this ammo. -Copy that.
MANNY: Hoses aren't coming.
We're at least 1,000 feet away.
What the hell is going on? What, are they lounging around
drinking mai tais down there? Come on.
BODE: That's all the ammo.
(crackling)
The top of this thing's starting to go.
I see it.
LUKE: Hey. Okay. Grab that tarp,
let's roll him onto it.
We got to get him out of here right now.
-All right. -Hey. Come on. Easy, easy.
That's good right there.
LUKE: All right, let's get a cuff on him.
I'm gonna get a line started.
Come on. Where are those hoses?
How we looking?
He's stabilizing.
BP's 120/80.
Okay, good deal.
(sniffs)
If that fire keeps growing, it's gonna be a problem.
All we can do is wait for the hoses.
Try to keep this guy stabilized.
Hey. Hey! Bode!
Where-where you going? Hey!
Dude, I don't think this is the best time
to be bagging more pintails.
No, we're bagging a duck blind.
Take out these supports--
Knock out the legs, push it in the lake,
let it burn out.
I like the way you think.
* *
(exhales)
(grunting)
(indistinct shouting)
(radio chatter)
MANNY: All right.
Help Thompson onto the basket. Hoses--
keep going to sector alpha.
Hit the main seat of the fire. Let's go.
JAKE: All right, let's get him out of here.
On three. One, two, three.
-Here we go. -(indistinct radio chatter)
MANNY: You pushed a whole damn duck blind
into that lake?
Creative.
That was all Bode.
Good work. Follow your patient. 96 has this.
Let's get out of here.
* *
(thumps twice)
How is it that we were together the whole time
and I'm the only one that got hit with poison oak?
You know, we got to talk about something.
Your probie task book?
I don't think helping that hunter
counts as abating "materials" or "fuels."
Well, shotgun shells qualify as fuel.
So I'd say you checked that last box
when you stashed that ammo.
Let's have it.
LUKE: Hmm.
* Time goes by like a feather... *
Look, Bode...
I wasn't always there for you the way I should've been.
I mean, I always got to be the "fun uncle," you know, and...
While your parents tried so damn hard to do right by you.
* It may leave you, but the road will never end... *
I know that I cannot fill the hole
that my brother left in this family.
* Time goes by like a feather in the wind *
But I do know that it was your dad's...
Hmm.
It was your dad's dream...
...to sign your completed task book.
* But there's dewdrops in the morning *
-(pen scribbling) -And a Leone is.
* There's crickets in the night *
(Luke inhales deeply)
* Somewhere in the meadow *
* That's where you find the light *
Congratulations...
Firefighter Leone.
You've come a long way, kid.
(sighs)
Save your congrats for when I'm REMS-qualified.
(laughs) Damn straight.
Anyhow, I'm gonna go drown this poison oak
in Smokey's top-shelf bourbon.
* Time goes by like it's been run outta town *
I'll see you around, yeah?
(footsteps approaching)
(muffled scream)
You take a wrong turn?
You're not heading back to Three Rock?
I mean, you saw my guys' faces.
(scoffs)
"They're not my guys."
Like, what the hell was I thinking?
Don't do that to yourself, Eve.
It was my fault.
I wanted those boys to be ready so bad.
I should've just had patience.
Yeah, but it's my responsibility to make sure they communicate.
Ah...
how can you expect them to do that
when we can't even communicate well ourselves?
(sighs)
Gotta lead by example.
You still think we can turn these guys into a real crew?
No doubt.
* That's where you find the light *
But you gotta get back out there.
* *
(scoffs)
Bode?
I asked Tyler to clean it.
Didn't expect him to give it a full polish.
And a couple hours later,
he's storming out of his own funeral.
It's one step forward, two steps back.
Um...
Your mom told me to ask for help.
(weak laugh)
So I waited here because you're the only one
he says two words to.
Um...
...so I'm asking.
Will you help?
* Find the light *
Happy to.
* That's where you find the light *
-Come on. -* That's where *
* You find *
* The light. *
Okay, look. Before you slam the door--
Wait, it's not your fault.
You're not the bad guy.
But I was wrong this morning.
I'm not the bad guy, either.
Look, you were a kid.
We both were,
when our moms decided to keep this secret.
So you're saying our moms are to blame?
No, they were just doing what they thought was best.
Look, it was a difficult situation with no easy answers.
So let yourself off the hook.
Now, I'm still sorry for how I broke the news,
but I'm not sorry for doing it.
I'm gonna stop pushing.
But if Malcolm ever gets curious...
my door is always open.
(sighs)
Wait.
Still got that letter?
Thank you.
(sighs)
(insects trilling)
(engine shuts off)
(muffled shouting)
LANDON: So you think you can just
throw tantrums like a little kid?
-TYLER: No. -That can't be Landon.
LANDON: Speak from your chest, like a man.
What the hell is going on in there?
-Where's my key? -LANDON: Like really, run away.
(TV playing indistinctly)
LANDON: You understand that?
You thought today was so fake? I'll give you something real,
-I'll give you my 12-pack and my keys! -Hey.
-I'll hand it to you! -Hey!
-(grunts) -BODE: Hey!
CHLOE: Tyler...
-Mom. Mom... -You okay?
-LANDON: Chloe. Chloe, I just lost my temper. -Did he hurt you?
-Did he touch you? -No, he didn't. -LANDON: You know how he gets--
Hey! Don't look at her.
Look at me.
You don't ever talk to Tyler like that. You hear me?
Watch yourself.
Bode, can you get Tyler out of here, please?
-Without you? -Yeah, I'll be-- I'll be right behind you.
Go.
Come on.
Give me one reason why I shouldn't
run you down with my car in the driveway.
CHLOE: You know what? I don't want to hear it.
How long has that been going on?
Uh, he just does that when my mom's not around.
-(arguing continues) -Well, she knows now.
He said that... he said that I hurt her.
No, no, no, no, no. Tyler.
You're a good kid.
Okay? Don't listen to anything that guy's ever said to you.
I hate him. You know he hurt everyone?
He hurts everyone. He hurt me, our-our house,
all of Edgewater, the fires--
-everything's his fault! -Wait, wait, wait. Wait, hold up.
What do-- what do you...
What do you mean?
Tyler?
What? No, I--
Nothing. No, I didn't mean anything.
Are you saying that Landon started the Zabel Ridge Fire?
I-- Just-- I just...
No, wait, wait, wait.
Can you just-- Just forget it.
I can't-- I can't just forget it.
TYLER: You have to.
You promise me.
(phone buzzing)
-Hey, Bode boy. -BODE: Mom?
Uh, you-you at home right now?
Came to the station looking for you.
SHARON: Why? What's wrong?
Chloe and I just walked in on Landon screaming at Tyler.
He's a bad dude.
I-I don't know if it's just verbal, or if it's worse.
We gotta get them out of there.
Bring them both by the house.
I'm not sure if she's gonna agree to that.
If it's gonna help Tyler, she will.
Do you still have a direct line
-to Agent Ruffin at the ATF? -Why?
I think I know who set the Zabel Ridge Fire.
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