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Good morning.
Nancy?
It has come to my attention that I keep pulling Glenn as my EMT.
The kid is gonna start thinking that he's my partner.
Good, 'cause he is.
What? Bas, come on!
Look, I... I'd rather use mystery meat. I don't need a partner right now.
Why? What's wrong with Glenn?
He's too new. He's too good-looking.
Look, no attachments keeps me fast.I don't need a probie just now.
I don't need you fast, just good.
Glenn's all right. He can learn a lot from you.
Can't put him with Boone. He's spoken for.
And the other EMTs will eat him alive.
Last time I checked, you still had a heart.
- So do a good deed. - Do I have a choice?
If you really don't want him, I'll see if I can't rotate him with somebody else.
So one more thing...
What's the over and under on how long until I sleep with him?
17 days.
- I'm gonna make sure you lose that bet. - I already did.
I had three days.
Honey, I hate it when you go away.
It's just I've got my hands full, taking Wilson to the doctor,
Garcia to the vet, and finishing the loganberry preserves.
And Scooter's no help. We should fire him.
Wilson, softer.
So you're in Massachusetts, and I'm here alone.
Oh, thank God.
Come on. Come on.
Come on.
Wilson?
Well, I got to go.
- Wilson? - Come on, now.
Wilson, if you're hiding, come out. I'm serious.
Wilson. Wilson!
Control, this is angel rescue 02, en route to Rural Route 2243 for treatment and Medevac.
Copy, angel rescue 02.
how long since she hit her head?
I don't know, 15 minutes.
She's still down.
Hey, are the cops coming?
- Don't know, should they? - No. Whoa, I'm just wondering.
Dude, I'm... I'm holding.
Awesome. But I got to work.
Back.
All right. All right.
Okay, okay. We got a blunt head injury.
Gcs is three.
Blown pupil, possible brain hemorrhage.
This is load and go.Marisa, I could use a hand.
- Copy that.Shutting down. - She's all right, right?
Yeah, she's gonna be fine.
Um, I could use your help to get the kid and dog out of here.
Marisa!
Gotta go.
I'm here.
- Hey, buddy. - This side.
What's your name?
- Wilson. - Wilson.
Back!
Mommy?
Damn it.
Her tongue's blocking the airway. Marisa, drop an NPA.
Drop an npa.
Uh, I can't do that.
Oh, you're kidding me.
Hold C-spine, then. Can you do that? Hold her head?
Hold her neck.
All right, kid, your mom's gonna be okay.
Okay, I'm just gonna buckle you in.
You and mommy are gonna take a ride to the hospital, all right?
Don't cry, all right?
Hey, want to listen to some of that?
That's my own.What do you think of that, huh?
How about that?
You like that?
All right, my kind of kid.
And I hate kids.
Seriously, dude, that's your second.
It's not even 11:00. You see the bulletins?
It says, "do not down energy drinks. They can... "
First of all, I don't read bulletins. Okay?
And if I collapse, I got an awesome paramedic.
Regular coffee not good enough for you?
Come on, babe, roll with me after school.
Roll with you?
Where'd you get that from a video?
You even got a car?
I can get one.
You can get one? Listen to you.
Hold up. I think that's my boy, D-rock.
No, you hold up.
You want to be with me, be with me, not your boys.
Yeah, to tell the truth, they ain't my boys.
Somebody call 911!
Medic 78, a gsw at bayview gardens.
How far away is PD?
Five minutes.
Man... man, get help, man. Get help!
They here, they here, they here.
Now we wait for the cops.
Hey, what's going on?
Are you just sitting? We got a brother over here dying.
No, no, no.
Hey, what's up, cuz?
- Hey, you just gonna sit here while a brother dies? - The cops they'll be here in a minute.
- I'm getting out of the rig. - Boone, you go, I go.
No.You stay here.
You need a white cop to hold your hand?
They're dying, and y'all gonna take your sweet time in there.
Come on, hurry up.He over here dying.
Man, grab something out your bag, man.
Don't worry, it's not life-threatening.
Man, hurry up, man.
Come on, man.
- Just calm down. - Where are you going?
- Where you think you going? - Just wait.
Hey, man...
You gonna get back there and help him.
Man, if you don't help him up, I'm gonna lay you down.
Your boy's just bleeding.
I know he's bleeding. He got shot! Get back over there and help him, man.
I do not care about her.
It told you, I don't care about her!
He over here dying.
Get back over there and help my boy.
I told you, man. He just bleeding.
- What you want? - Okay, don't shoot the white guy.
You need to get back over there, man.
She's pale.
Get back over there and help...
Guys, let's roll! Let's roll! Let's roll!
- Everybody on the ground. - Get on the ground right now.
Get on the ground! On your stomach! Get on the ground!
Down, palms up. Palms up!
Okay, baby.
On the ground!
You were supposed to wait for us.
Tell them that, man.Tell her that!
She's in shock.
She gonna make it?
Probably not.
How about him?
Most likely.
- Ready? - Get him.
Y'all killing me!Y'all killing me!
Get off me!
Grab some restraints.
We got a GSW to the leg, shoulder, and chest.
Probably missed his heart and lungs.
Relax. Just calm down. Just relax.
Ativan, 2 milligrams.
Calm down! Calm down, man! Calm down.
Y'all killing me.
No, you're doing that all by yourself.
Get him in. Get him in there.
Ativan in.
It's gonna be all right.
It's bad enough I got to go to this counselor's now, on shift.
Now I got to show up bloody.
That's bad enough... - No, dude, the only thing worse than being bloody is, uh...
being married to you. Listen, I got to show you something.
Oh, great, an audience.
What's this, Rabbit? One you didn't know about?
Yeah, hilarious. Look, his mother fell, hit her head.
She's now in surgery, stable, and will be fine.
Thank you very much.
And, uh, well, I guess Wilson here... uh, he likes me.
Rabbit!
Uh, Wilson, I got to go, all right?
I just got to get to work.
Don't. Don't go, Rabbit.
- No, I got to go, kid. Come on - Come on, Wilson. Let Mr. Palchuck go.
I got to go, kid.
Here you go...
- On the right. - Thanks.
Other one.
Oh, other right.
You know, these are actually better than the ones you can get in Rome, you know that?
Really.
I don't know. I'm just saying.
- What? - Classic!
I didn't know he had a kid.
He doesn't. That's why it's funny.
Well, I guess you have to know him.
So if you don't mind me asking, what's the deal with you and him?
You ask whatever you want about the job, not about me.
- Hey, Dominick. - Hey, Dom.
Hey, Dominick. Dominick, you okay?
Medic 114, respond to code three to macchiarini steps for chest pains and shortness of breath.
Reported as a 75-year-old white male with cardiac history and hypertension.
Okay, message received. Medic 114 going to the macchiarinI steps, code three.
- Gonna need you to back up, guys. - Sir?
Sir, can you tell me when this happened and where the pain is?
- Feels like an elephant is... - Sir, where's your pain?
Is it radiating?
Uh, it's in my chest and down my arm, shooting down my arm.
- Okay, you want him? - I got it.I got it.
Okay, then it's yours.
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