9-1-1

Dermatomyositis.

- Is it as scary as it sounds? - It's an autoimmune disease.

It causes this rash on my hands and it attacks muscles,

so I'll get tired more easily.

Now, we want to be up-front with you two. This can get serious.

- But we're not gonna let it. - No, we're not.

So there's a cure?

No, but there's treatments, and I've already started medications.

Now that's the easy part.

For the rest, we're gonna need some help, okay?

We're in. Tell us what you need.

Well, first, there's diet.

No artificial colors, no high-fructose corn syrup, no gluten.

- No fun. - Avocados are fun.

Leafy greens are fun.

We got cashew butter, sun butter,

and your omega-3s are gonna be off the chart.

Salmon, cod, herring.

Can't you just make, like, a pumpkin loaf?

Also, exercise is key.

With muscle tone, you use it or you lose it.

We're gonna maintain your flexibility, range of motion and balance.

So you're turning Buck's backyard into a yoga studio?

Not yoga. Samba.

Samba?

Some patients have a hard time swallowing and get vocal problems.

- What the hell is that? - It's called a trill,

and I know that it sounds weird, but it helped me when I lost my voice.

- Trilling fixed it? - It didn't hurt.

Dexterity is huge.

Flare-ups make my hands weak, so I've gotta stay nimble.

One, two, three, four.

I declare thumb war.

- Gotcha! - Come on.

We're gonna throw the kitchen sink at this thing.

There's no such thing as a bad idea.

And you got this idea from TikTok?

Apparently, it works wonders for lymphatic drainage.

You first.

This isn't just my fight.

It's the whole family's fight.

- This one right here. - Okay.

Nobody said you couldn't have fun.

You know how this game ends, right?

Back. Forward. Back.

Dare I ask what's in it?

Mostly sardines.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

One, two, three.

Now you're counting?

Slow and steady.

Steady is the hard part.

You got it, Hen.

Like a horse.

Mm-hmm.

- One, two, three. Oh. - Oh.

Wait until you try this.

Ready to fly?

Like Superman.

Super-Hen!

Bunny goes over the log, through the hutch.

Come on, damn rabbit.

Whoa!

Ooh. Hey, hey! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Done.

- How are those lymphs? - I think it's working.

How you like me now?

However long it takes, we're gonna kick this thing's butt!

You got this, Mama.

We've got this.

You hungry, baby?

Not really.

- You need any help? - No.

I got it.

I got it.

- Move your car! - What the hell is going on?

Come on.

What's the deal? Let's go!

What is this guy doing?

Ordering cluck-cluck combos for a small village?

Damn it. Let's move it!

- I got it. I got it. - Tell that jackass to move.

Hey, just grab 'em!

It's a huge line!

Is there a problem here?

Oh. That's why you haven't ordered yet.

- Texter. We've got a texter. - The jerk's on the phone!

No one's asked for my order yet.

Hello?

Hello?

Is nobody working today?

Where is everybody?

The hell?

Hello.

Oh. Oh, no.

My God.

Oh!

Dispatch, this is Captain 118. We're gonna need backup RA units.

Copy 118. En route.

I'm counting eight.

No, 12 people.

Buck, get me readings on oxygen, carbon monoxide, smoke, everything,

even spilled cleaning products.

Roll everyone on their side.

No fingers in mouths unless you're looking to lose them.

Dispatch, what's our ETA on those RA units?

We really could use some extra hands here.

I have two additional units six minutes out.

No sign of any leaks. Building's all clear.

So what the hell is this?

- Captain 118? - Go for 118.

It looks like there was an earlier call from your location.

911, what's your emergency?

Hi. I'm the manager over at Cluck n Pluck 5.

Someone just collapsed.

I think they're having a sei… se-se…

- Call dropped right after that. - Copy that, Dispatch.

So, one person had a seizure, the others were just witnesses at first.

- You thinking what I'm thinking? - Uh, not really.

Psychogenic, non-epileptic seizures, they're pseudo-seizures

brought on by a traumatic event like seeing someone have a seizure.

- One person goes down. - Rest follow.

Okay, so if only one of them is experiencing it for real,

- what about the rest? - They just think they are.

This has been going on for at least six minutes,

which means we need to find the real seizure victim before it's too late.

They all look the same to me.

But they all won't look the same to the FLIR.

Okay, this has been going on for more than six minutes,

which means their muscles start burning through their energy

before they break down.

The brain's thermal regulation center goes completely haywire.

Whoever is having the real seizure with this much physical activity…

Clear.

…their body temperature should've risen drastically compared to the other people.

So they'll show up much hotter than everyone else.

Exactly. All right, this side is clear.

Where are you?

Clear.

She's clear.

Okay, got him. Buck, check his wallet for medical history.

Maybe a bracelet or a dog tag.

Rapid pulse.

He's tachycardic.

- Yeah, and epileptic. - Mystery solved.

Starting an IV.

Let's assess the rest of our friends.

Start with arm tests to confirm it's psychogenic.

All right, pushing 4 milligrams of lorazepam.

Come on, buddy. There we go.

All right, BP's stabilizing.

Nice and easy. Hey. Hey.

Hey. Welcome back, sir.

Buck, how's our test going?

Everyone is passing with flying colors, or I guess failing.

All right, everybody, let's try some box breathing exercises with them,

see if that helps.

If not, maybe get them out of each other's lines of sight.

Well, you don't see that every day, huh?

No, you do not.

Are you doing okay, Cap?

Hen would've loved this.

Yeah.

Knees up, Grant.

- Eyes up, Norris. - Nepo baby.

Showboat.

Recruits, you've made it to Week 12, your three-phase drill.

Phase one, forced entry.

Gonna go for another class record?

- Wouldn't hate that. - I would. Save some for the rest of us.

Phase two, advance an inch-and-a-half hose line into the structure.

You will notice there's no vertical ventilation,

which brings us to phase three.

You will climb the aerial and breach the fifth floor window.

You got it, Grant.

There you go.

Yeah! Take that window.

Grant!

Excuse me, uh, Harry Grant, do you know which room he's in?

- Mom. Mom, why is he here? - Hmm. Hmm?

Oh. He's okay. Harry's okay.

He was drilling on the tower, took a spill off the aerial.

The aerial ladder?

Luckily, a mezzanine caught him before the ground did.

Could've been a lot worse.

Oh, my God. Oh!

Oh, my God. Harry.

- Mom, Mom, I'm fine. - Oh. Oh, my God.

The wheelchair is protocol. They're discharging me.

He has a mild concussion. Doctor's ruled out anything serious.

I just got my bell rung. That's it.

That's the TBI talking.

Thank you for coming down.

- Of course. - I'm sorry, Chief.

I-I was rushing. It was a stupid mistake.

Well, shake it off, son. Accidents happen.

Hazards come with training, same as on the job.

You know that better than any recruit.

So he's still a recruit?