9-1-1: Nashville

It's bad, Mama.

Don't seem like the doctors think he's gonna make it.

Oh, my God.

Are you with him now?

No, he's getting treatment.

It's not fair.

I finally get to know my dad after all these years...

now he could already be gone.

God, you poor thing.

Look, tell me what hospital you're at. I'm comin'.

In this weather? No, Mama.

Look, you cannot be alone right now.

Ryan's here with the whole team.

Then you need somebody lookin' out for your interests.

What do you mean by "my interests"?

He could be dying.

Well, then this may be the last chance we get

to make sure you're taken care of.

The worst is still to come.

This could be a once-in-a-generation event.

We've had reports of tornadoes across town

and conditions are ripe for more.

Anybody want a soda?

-Thank you. -Cheers.

-Hey, Doc, when did you get in? -Just now.

We just dropped off the guy from the water tower at St. Rays.

-He gonna make it? -Yeah, he'll be fine.

He's not the only one.

Dad's gonna pull through this.

I hope so, man.

Then again, you haven't seen as many people struck by lightning as I have.

No, I suppose I haven't.

Look, I know you don't think I'm ready to become a firefighter.

No, man, I know you're not.

But you got no idea what you're doing out there.

It's not even your fault, man.

I mean, three days ago you were a damn stripper.

Maybe so. But our dad sees something in me.

-He believes in me. -No offense,

but his judgment's been clouded

since the moment you walked into his life.

I'm not gonna apologize for being born, Ryan.

I'm his son as much as you are,

and I'm gonna prove to you he was right.

Put that uniform on...

you'd better.

And for the record, we prefer "exotic dancer."

Hey.

Where's Ryan? Hey. Do we know anything?

No. Docs are still working on him.

We did everything we could, I promise.

Oh, hey. Hey, hey.

Do not start grieving something that's not gone yet.

Mom, uh...

Mom, this is, uh, this is Blue.

Blue Bennings.

Hello, ma'am. I'm the new cadet.

We all know that you're a lot more than that.

Come here.

This can't be easy for you either, can it?

No, ma'am.

Okay, so they say that this next front

is gonna be the biggest one that comes in.

-Yeah, it's all over the news. -So why are y'all still here?

-We're OOS. -Out of service?

With all hell raining down on Nashville?

How are we supposed to leave knowing Dad's fighting for his life?

Is Samantha on duty?

Then he's in good hands.

I mean, he's being taken care of by his daughter-in-law.

Ex daughter-in-law.

You're joking.

She served me papers this morning.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Um...

I really hoped that y'all would push through.

Yeah, I, uh, did too.

Listen, I know that you are hurting,

but I want you to think,

what would your dad do

if he was in your place right now?

Get back out there.

Okay.

Alright, 113, rolling out.

Let's get to the truck.

Let's go.

Wait, Ryan, um...

You gotta fix your face.

'Cause you can't lead when it looks like

your guts are hanging out.

Go. Go, go, go, go, go.

Thanks, Mom.

We are driving into a mandatory evacuation zone,

so better buckle up, Storm Nation!

We're on the hunt for something guaranteed

to blow y'all's minds.

You wanna tell 'em, Joanne?

Well, I'm driving, Hank.

According to our readings,

it's just out there,

lurking in the dark.

Boom! Look at that monster!

A mesocyclone just descending like the mothership.

About to touch down. Holy smokes!

That's gotta be an EF2.

Check your readings, smart guy.

EF3. Hell, yeah!

See, most folks out here...

...got enough good sense to get the hell away.

What do you say, Storm Nation?

Should we go in for a closer look?

Ha, ha! They think we should, Joanne.

That's what I'm talkin' about!

The heck was that?

Oh!

Wicked! Frozen corn!

- It happens when a twister's outer bands

suck it right up into the atmosphere,

where it freezes, and then rains back down to earth!

That's right, killer corn, baby!

-Woo! -Ain't nature great?

Watch out for the hay!

That is one angry-looking SOB.

-How far out is it? -About a half mile that way.

Ryan, you okay?

-Yeah. -Good.

'Cause you're up, Lieutenant.

Right.

Okay, everyone. 113!

Let's do it for Cap.

-For Cap! -Cap!

It's so close!

Okay!

We gotta start clearing people out of their cars!

They got no idea what's coming.

-Hey! Whose barn is that? -It's mine!

-You have a storm shelter? -Yeah, in the basement.

Okay, get inside.

Sir, I need you to evacuate your vehicle!

-Sir! -Yeah?

Go inside that barn!

Go to the barn now.

It's getting bigger.

Out of the car! Go inside that barn.

Inside that barn!

Come on! Come on!

Take shelter. Go!

Alright, everyone, get down

and crawl to the center of the space.

Alright, that's the last of 'em!

All the cars on the road are clear.

Alright, let's get down before anything else happens!

You gotta help me help my boyfriend!

Please, he's still out there!

-Where? -He-he's-- he's in our truck.

I-- I swerved and it rolled.

It's behind the barn, by the tanks.

Where the hell did that come from?

Doesn't matter! Okay.

Right now you just need to get down in here.

-What's your boyfriend's name? -Hank.

Okay! Let's go get Hank.

She said he's over here!

-Behind the barn! -Watch out!

Run, run!

Get to cover!

I think I know what's happening.

The wind's carrying the tools in a circle.

I can see that! Thank you!

So how do we escape the flying cloud of death?

- Testudo Formation! - What?

It's how the Roman Legions dealt with enemy archers.

They used their shields to protect each other.

And you know that how?

Our dad listens to a lot of Hardcore History.

Okay!

Forward march!

Okay! Get ready!

Incoming now!

Everybody okay?

- Yeah. - Alright.

Forward, march!

Let's keep moving.

Hopefully, that was the last wave.

I think this is it, Storm Nation.

- It's been an honor. - Howdy.

-You must be Hank. -Yeah.

We're gonna get you outta here.

My leg! It's trapped under the seat.

Taylor, pry it free on the other side!

Blue, help me with extraction.

- Ry, can you pull? - Okay.

Guys, we gotta go! We gotta go!

- Pull, pull, pull! - We gotta go!

- Pull, pull! - We gotta go!

Three, two, one, go!

Run!

Firenado!

What do we do about that?

For now? Not a damn thing.