Station 19

Record temperatures

expected to rise as high as 104

in the Seattle Metropolitan Area.

This is an unprecedented heat wave

for the Pacific Northwest

that experts are calling dangerously hot...

It's too hot to eat.

...for the elderly, the sick, and homeless.

Too much clothing. It's just...

It's too hot.

It's too hot.

What are you doing?

Context clues, Hughie.

Hey, Beckett wants a line-up before the push-in.

Sure thing, Fire Zaddy.

Oh, you guys saw the video?

Uh, yeah, and the memes and the fan accounts

and the hashtag FireZaddy.

SirenSpice, BlazeBabe.

DispatchDaddy, FlamBae.

HydrantHunk.

- HoseDaddy. - CaptainSmokeshow.

Okay. You all made that stuff up, right?

Chief Beef.

- Gross. - Wow. Too far.

What, that's not...? We're doing...

- I thought we were doing the thing. - We're not.

You have a permanent stress line forming on your forehead.

Oh, it's because I'm using my MBA,

and, uh, I actually hate using my MBA.

You don't have to do it all by yourself, right?

Like, I was thinking we could do some more in-person training

and not just from the books.

Agreed, but in-person training costs money.

There's a lot of red tape and lawyers

because everyone's afraid of getting sued,

so I have to check in with like six lawyers

before I can make a single move.

I...

I want the program to succeed, you know, but...

No, stop, stop, stop. This program will succeed.

This program is succeeding. Just... come on.

Yeah, yeah. Right, thanks.

Do not do that. Don't dismiss me.

Well, you're cheerleading.

Yeah, well, I don't have an MBA,

and you keep deflecting my good ideas,

so cheerleading's what I have to offer.

Oh, Captain.

Uh, this is my son Joey,

- who I told you about. - Hey.

We just wanted to say thank you for letting us do this today.

Sorry. Doing what again?

Uh, he's doing a ride along?

With Gibson and I in the aid car.

For my college application essay?

"My day at the fire station."

Sounds like kindergarten show-and-tell,

but if you think it'll get you into college, then okay.

I'm going for pre-med.

Yeah. Hence the aid car.

Hence I-I got it.

You afraid of blood? Gore? Homeless people?

I, uh, was one.

Right. Okay.

Warren, why don't you sign that waiver that says

we're not responsible if Joey dies

and get him into some long pants, okay?

This isn't summer camp.

Thanks.

Yeah. He's always like that.

It's okay. It's gonna be fine.

What, the push-in?

Everything's totally fine and normal,

and there's no reason to feel this way.

- Herrera? - I'm not talking to you.

Okay.

But do you... want to talk to me?

No.

But I think if I don't, I might explode,

so I want to talk about it but not talk about it.

- Do you know what I mean? - I do not.

I-I did a pretty cruel thing.

I-I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it in the moment,

but in hindsight, it was wrong, and I shouldn't have,

and the afternoon's worth of enjoyment

was r-really not worth the guilt I'm feeling now.

It's like... It's like soot in my soul.

You did something that gave you a sooty soul?

Yeah, and I... And I didn't do it to be cruel.

I-I did it for just a second's relief

from the hamster wheel I've been on

- in my head for 10 months. - Mm-hmm.

And not intending something to be cruel

doesn't make it not cruel if you did it, and I did it.

Right.

And the thing you did...?

Is waiting for me...

in there.

I really don't know why the brain trust

decided this would be the day for the push-in.

Might it be because we have

a sexy Internet celebrity in our midst

and the department is trying to milk it?

Who can say?

Well, you have to do a push-in

on the first day with a new engine.

Yeah, it's a 100-year tradition.

Plus, it's fun for the community.

Thank you for that unsolicited bit of commentary, Hughes.

You know what might be fun for the community?

Us having their backs.

Hmm? How about that?

We just got temporary approval

as a medical facility due to this heat wave,

so I'm expecting a whole lot of walk-ins

with sunburns and heat exhaustion,

plus apparently, people's pets

are burning their paws on the sidewalk.

My wife, Dr. DeLuca, got cleared

to help with walk-ins today, Captain.

Hey, Herrera, you made it.

Hey, what's up, 19?

Hey, 23.

You come to check out a real firehouse?

What are you doing here?

Captain Aquino cleared it with dispatch

for Engine 23 to attend.

Hell of a day to push a truck.

Yeah. I wouldn't have missed it.

It's a tradition!

Let's just get this done, please.

Make nice, smile pretty for the cameras,

keep it moving.

Bishop, you're doing the talky welcome thing

so the public knows we have girls here.

Huh.

Okay.

Last time I checked, I qualify for that, but...

Yeah. Well, consider yourself lucky.

And here they are now!

Welcome, Station 19 firefighters!

Who's the suit?

She said she's with the department.

PR, I think.

And after a year of so much isolation,

what better way to bring us all together

than to christen the new apparatus

here at Station 19,

and to remind you all that our house is your house.

Okay, I'll hand it over to you, Captain Beckett.

Thank you. All you, Bishop.

Welcome to Station 19.

The push-in is an age-old tradition

that brings the community together,

and we are so excited to have a brand-new engine

and a reason to celebrate.

Before we melt, Bishop.

Okay, let's do it!

We're gonna push her into the barn.

Alright!

Come one. Step up here.

Ow! Ouch!

That's hot! Ow, Daddy!

Okay. Step away from the truck.

Oh, yeah. Real hot.

Okay, that's what happens to metal in 95-degree heat.

Everybody, step back.

We wish it was 95.

You could fry an egg on the sidewalk.

His fingers. Let me see your hands, buddy.

Hey, buddy. I'm gonna pour some water over it.

Who could have predicted that this would go to hell?

Half these people look like they're about to pass out.

Honestly, I am about to pass out.

Okay, we're done.

Hold on, wait. This is tradition.

This is a disaster, and it's over.

Well, maybe we could wait a while and let it cool off.

You know What? Why doesn't everybody come on into the firehouse?

Alright. Come on in the firehouse.

We drink a little water, cool off a bit.

I saw the video.

Fire Zaddy?

Whoa.

We're not friends, Andy.

Huh? We don't banter.

Now, if you want to be my wife,

if you want to have that fight that we never had,

yeah, I'd be up for that, but pretending to be friends?

Come on.

No.

Hey! Do not touch that! Where are your parents?

I hate teenagers.

Vic says my sweet baby girl

is gonna turn into those one of these days.

Ben Warren? Hi.

I-I don't know if you remember me.

Um, Ingrid Saunders?

This team saved my shop on Seaway,