9-1-1

I can't believe you woke me up

at the crack of dawn for this.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

- It's an adventure. - It's a consolation prize.

You and Dad are getting a divorce

and this is your way of trying to make me feel better.

Just get out of the car.

This is a chance for us

to do something new together.

Just you and me.

Yeah, 'cause that's how it's gonna be

from now on, right?

Just you and me.

Hey, I know this is hard for you,

but it's not exactly easy for me either.

Your father and I tried hard for a really long time...

We used to be a family.

You and Dad used to not fight.

You just forgot, that's all.

- Sophie... - Yeah, I know.

I'm a kid.

I don't have any power.

You and Dad get to make all the decisions,

but stop expecting me to pretend

like I'm okay with them.

Fair enough.

Let's go take a hot air balloon ride.

Are you sure about going up in this?

It seems really foggy.

Yeah, it's just a marine layer. It'll burn off.

It's magical.

It's not magic, Mom.

It's hot air. That's what makes it fly.

Actually, it doesn't fly. It floats.

Like a cloud, over the entire world.

Ooh.

That definitely doesn't feel like floating.

The winds are kicking up.

Whoa, whoa!

Forecast said they were gonna hit later.

Gabe, this is Nick.

Go ahead, Nick.

Winds are pushing hard.

We're gonna have to set her down past Decker Road.

Copy that.

Whoo! Seems pretty fast.

Yeah, there's gonna be a little bounce.

Hang on.

- Gonna feel the bounce. - Whoa!

Hang on.

It's gonna be rough.

I don't like this.

- Oh, thank God. - Everyone okay?

- Yeah. - Let's go, right?

- Okay. - You think so?

Okay, I just need to get out of this thing.

Okay, let me get out for a sec and help you.

Mom! Mom! Mom!

Sophie! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God, what are you... bring it down!

Oh, God.

What's your location, ma'am?

I don't know. I'm in the middle of nowhere.

She's flying away!

Did you say flying?

It all looks so romantic

till someone has to call 9-1-1.

I heard dispatch gets a lot of calls from these things.

Maddie tell you that?

Uh, no. Someone else.

Oh, my God. Please, please help.

How old is your daughter, ma'am?

She's 10.

She have a phone with her?

No. I thought she was too young.

Look, there's a radio up in the basket.

That's how Nick and I communicate.

- Mine's in the truck. - Okay, go get it.

Sir, try not to move.

You got blunt force head injury.

He's in and out of consciousness.

Pupils are equal and reactive.

Let's get him on a backboard to transport.

The girl.

We are working on that right now.

Cap, they issued a wind advisory

for this area, possible 40 mile an hour gusts.

Those ropes don't look like they reach more than 30 feet.

She needs to get lower.

You know how to land one of these?

- Yeah. - Good.

I need you to teach her.

Okay, we should be in range. Give 'er a try.

Sophie, can you hear me?

Please answer.

Can you hear me?

Mom? Where are you?

Baby, I'm right behind you.

We're in a fire truck and we're following you.

It won't stop. It's flying faster.

Tell her about the ropes.

Baby, there are ropes above you.

You can use them to steer. Do you see them?

- I see them, but I can't... - Sophie.

- I can't. - Baby, you have to.

I'm scared.

I know. I'm scared too.

Yeah, but you're a grownup.

I'm a kid in a stupid hot air balloon.

I know you feel powerless, but you're not.

You have all the power right now.

So use it.

Okay, here's what you need to do.

Now use the red and white rope to let out just a little air.

She's doing it.

It's moving.

She's dropping hard, Cap.

Yeah, we're not gonna make it before she lands.

Looks like she's headed for this open field.

Oh, my God, I'm gonna crash!

Honey, you're doing great.

Here she comes! Here she comes!

Mom, tell her to hunker down.

Okay, let's go.

Move, move, move, move.

Grab that far rope!

Dig in your heels, guys!

I got it!

Hey, I got you, I got you, I got you.

Sophie! Oh, my God!

Sophie!

Sophie!

Oh, are you okay?

She's in one piece.

Oh, thank you all so much.

Aw, thank her. She did an amazing job.

Let's go home.

You were right, Mom.

I do have power, so...

I think you and Dad should go to therapy.

I swear, now that we have two,

bedtime is like a hostage situation.

It's just constant negotiations.

Well, who won?

They did.

Okay, okay, we have got to cut back on eating out.

We're spending more on restaurants than groceries.

Wait.

- You went to Shogun without me? - What?

Well, there's a charge here for the teppanyaki place.

Who'd you go with?

Oh... Chimney.

You know, never took him out for his birthday.

And you didn't invite me?

I love teppanyaki.

Babe, you know how it is.

I invite you, so he invites Maddie,

Maddie invites Buck, Buck invites Eddie,

and now we've gotta invite Athena and Bobby

and next thing you know, you're looking at a dinner bill

roughly the size of a mortgage payment.

Hmm.

This is a whole new side of you I haven't seen before.

Frugal.

Sexy.

- Oh, really? - Mm-hmm.

Well, did I tell you that I was thinking...

Mmm.

About getting us a Costco membership?

Oh, tell me more.

Mommy!

- Mommy! - Ugh.

Guess I'm being summoned now.

No, no, no, stay.

Just trying to renegotiate their deal.

I got it.

Who the hell is Imelda?

- Bobby, hey! - Hey.

I thought Athena was doing the pickup.

Well, she took an extra shift and I'm subbing in.

- And I'm early. - Are you hungry?

- We got plenty of food. - Yeah, yeah.

Come on in.

Athena's been picking up a lot of overtime lately, huh?

Yeah, lately, I've been feeling like all our communication

has been through text messages and Post-It notes.

Ever since she caught this case.

Which case?

The Realtor Rapist. Mom's on the taskforce.

What? I saw it on the news.

All right, well, let's leave it there

and not bring it to the dinner table, okay?

Happier subjects please.

Okay.

Let's talk about the schedule for Saturday.

Prom planning again?

So Mom's gonna take me

to get my hair and makeup done at 12:00,

so we should be done by 3:00...

You're not getting ready at the house?