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4.5 billion years ago, an astral body the size of Mars
slammed into the Earth.
The debris that flew from our planet
became stuck in Earth's gravity
and formed our moon. That's right.
The moon is just a part of the Earth, separated forever,
always drawn back towards us, longing to reconnect.
It is said to increase fertility, create chaos
and cause people to do things they would never normally do.
No one knows why things get so weird when the moon is full,
why it makes people act so crazy.
All I know is that on this job,
the one night you need to be ready for anything
is a night when the moon is full.
You, uh, want to watch a Ray Donovan?
I wish, but...
...I have to get my sleep tonight.
It's gonna be a full moon tomorrow and it's always crazy.
I need to make sure that I am rested.
Well, maybe we could have some close time.
It'll help you sleep.
It'll take a whole lot longer
than an episode of Ray Donovan to finish.
- Not for me. -
I don't mind doing the extra work
to get you across the finish line.
Shade, shade, shade, shade, shade.
- I love you, baby. - Mm-hmm.
You are the most beautiful, sexy, powerful woman
I've ever seen,
but tonight I got to get my sleep, babe.
- LBD. - Karen, don't say that.
I'm just tired.
Lesbian Bed Death.
Doesn't matter how hot a couple is for each other.
Eventually, we all succumb to it.
Come on. I get what I need.
Like, don't you feel the magic when we're cuddling?
I've just been in relationships
that have been more like sisterhoods before.
If we're not having sex,
then what exactly is it that makes us a couple?
Okay.
- Just let me get my rest tonight... - Uh-huh.
And when I come home after work tomorrow,
we'll crawl into bed.
It'll still be a full moon.
And who knows what kind of crazy stuff might happen?
Oh.
Tomorrow. Okay.
All right, folks, coming through.
Excuse me, please.
- Hi. - Hi.
What you doing there?
I'm gonna have to take you out if that's okay with you.
All right. You'll be fine.
Hi. Are you ready?
Yeah? Watch your head.
Oh, I got you.
- I got you. - Thank you.
I can't believe they didn't have a key for this.
Don't worry. It's, uh, it's one of those nights.
And here. Congratulations on your moo-moo.
Here we go.
911, what's your emergency?
You're such a dork.
You're a cute dork, but you're a dork.
A cute dork.
Okay. I'll take that.
How are you? How you feeling?
How's your first day back?
I feel great.
Uh, no pain, got minor discomfort,
but, uh, don't you worry.
I have someone monitoring my bread intake.
I'm so relieved.
So, when are we gonna do this again?
I mean dinner, not the tracheotomy.
I don't know.
Um, I have a run of shifts,
but I will check the schedule.
Are you buckling in?
Uh, am I buckling in?
Oh, full moon.
It's gonna get bumpy.
Uh, no. I do not buy into all that full moon BS.
Whoa, "buy into"? No, no, no.
It-it is science. You know?
Every full moon, the freaks come out.
Crime increases, emergency rooms are packed,
animals and kids go nuts.
No, in my experience,
anyone who's gonna be an idiot on the full moon
is gonna be an idiot
on the half moon or the quarter moon
or the no moon.
- - There is no statistical evidence
that any crime or accidents...
or general freakiness
increase during the full moon.
Abby, I just pulled a kid
out of one of those stuffed animal arcade games.
I know, but that would've happened
whether it was a full moon or not.
Mm, you don't know that.
I do know that.
- How many full moons have you worked? - Um, one.
- Right. Bye, Buck. - : No, wait, hold on.
Hold on. Look, I'm telling you.
All right? Freaks come out.
Now you call me when the night's over, okay?
Bye, Buck. Bye.
9-1-1 S01E07 "Full Moon (Creepy AF)"
What's he doing, ma'am? Is he trying to get in?
No. No, he's just standing there.
He's looking at me.
I can't see his eyes, but I can feel them.
Why is he here?
- It's okay, ma'am. - What does he want?
Can you tell me your name and address, please?
Nora Curtis. 3942 Rosewood.
I'm dispatching police to your location, Nora.
Can you describe the man for me?
I can't see his face.
He doesn't have a face.
Why doesn't he have a face?
- Nora... - I can't, I can't breathe.
I can't breathe. I can't...
It's so tight. I can't breathe.
- It's okay. All right, help is on the way, Nora. -
Just stay on the line with me.
They called you for a prowler?
Homeowner has a heart condition.
Well, you two traveling a little light.
Yeah, a full moon.
Only way to survive is divide and conquer.
Hmm, I believe it's your enemy you're supposed to divide,
not yourself.
All right, I'm-a check around back.
- Okay. - Is that what that means?
Paramedics.
The paramedics are here.
Thank you, Abby.
You're welcome, Mrs. Curtis.
Nora.
You're welcome, Nora.
While I was waiting for you, he just seemed to disappear.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Blood pressure's dropping.
Was I having a heart attack?
No, no, no.
Looks more like a panic attack.
He gave me such a fright...
standing out there...
just staring.
You're okay now. All right?
Now, ma'am, I want you to breathe for me, nice and slow,
not too deep, and when you exhale,
I want you to purse your lips like this.
- Okay? - Okay.
You're safe now.
Full moon. Brings out the creeps and the crazies.
Breathe, okay?
Breathe.
Ma'am, is this where you were standing
- when you saw the man outside? - Yes.
Ma'am, I'm Sergeant Grant.
If there was someone outside, they're gone now.
Thank you.
- 'Thena. - Hmm?
Yeah?
It look to you like anybody had been outside?
No. I mean, the ground's wet. Didn't see any footprints.
I did.
She says that she was standing pretty much right over here.
He was in the house.
Standing right behind her.
Okay. I just got the chills.
He didn't attack her, though.
Maybe that wasn't his intent
or maybe when she called 911 it spooked him,
but it looks like he came in the front door.
Ma'am, uh, you mind if I take a look around the inside?
Oh, no. Go ahead.
Is there somewhere else you can stay tonight?
Someone you can call?
Why?
You think he's coming back?
You've been through a lot tonight.
It might be best if you had some company, that's all.
I could call my daughter.
That's a great idea.
All clear here. Pulse is good.
P/R, unconscious male.
MacArthur Park. Subject appears to be unresponsive.
Copy. Paramedic 118 responding.
That's a dicey neighborhood.
I'll give you a police escort.
Thanks.
Ma'am, I have an officer out front.
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