9-1-1: Lone Star

Hey, so I was thinking.

next we go oxtail ragu and scallop crudo.

Sounds awesome, babe.

Maggie, you promised me we'd be pre-kid Ben and Mags tonight.

I'm sorry.

-I'm trying, Ben. -Really?

Because you haven't even touched your burrata and fig.

It's just hard.

I have been with Finn every minute for ten months.

It just feels weird being apart from him.

Like I'm being a terrible mom.

That's--that's crazy. You're an amazing mom.

What if he's scared or lonely?

Or he poops his diaper and he has to sit in it for hours?

Then we fire the babysitter.

Fine. Just one peek.

See?

He's having a great time, and you should too.

Besides, Danielle is amazing,

and her babysitting reviews are off the charts.

Where is Danielle?

I gave her an extra 100 bucks to do the laundry.

Then who is Finn rattling at?

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Call 9-1-1!

Austin FD! Open up!

Got anything from Dispatch?

They're supposed to be en route from dinner,

but nobody can get ahold of them,

so we got Animal Control coming.

-All right, take it. -All right.

All right, let's find this nursery.

Paul, Marjan, Mateo, you guys look upstairs.

Watch your step.

We're dealing with a 5-foot rattlesnake here.

Do you have a name on the babysitter?

Danielle.

-Danielle! -(cat hisses)

Whoa! Someone's a little jumpy.

Well, yeah. I hate snakes.

Well, you're Cowboy Judd.

I thought you grew up with snakes.

Yeah, that's why I hate 'em.

Eyes on the ground, guys.

You haven't seen a big scary snake around, have you?

Is he hurt?

Check for swelling or puncture wounds.

Nah, I'm pretty sure he just hates me.

And I think he pooped.

whoa!

-Ooh! -Whoa, whoa, whoa!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa! -And I think I pooped.

Finn! He's okay.

He's stinky, but he's okay.

-(baby cries) -Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Sir, I wouldn't come any closer.

Where's Danielle?

Where's y

our laundry? -The basement.

Cap.

-Well, that's not good. -Nope.

Owners say there's a crack in the foundation.

They threw a tarp over it to create a moisture barrier,

looks like that's what drew the snakes.

All right, Judd and I will go in first.

Blast those little bastards with some frosty CO-2.

That'll give you guys enough time to get inside

and get her out in the bag.

How far is EMS with the antivenom?

-ETA is two minutes. You good to go?

Hell no! Let's go.

(The Rolling Stones' "Jumpin' Jack Flash")

All

right, let's keep things moving right along.Who's next on the mic?

Would you stop being s

uch a wuss and get up there already? - I'm not being a wuss. I'm just waiting for my moment.

We've been waiting for your moment

for three hours.

-That guy was good. -Yes, and so are you.

It's one thing to sing in the shower,

it's another thing to sing

in front of a whole room of people.

Yeah. You're clothed for one.

Iris, come on. Don't push.

-I'm just nervous. -You're nervous?

The other day, you plugged a dude's artery

with your finger, but a roomful of hipsters makes you nervous?

Maybe I'm not the only one who gets nervous.

You have a beautiful voice. You should share it.

You're my sister. You have to say that.

That's true.

What?

I missed a bunch of texts from Dustin.

So? Just say you're with me.

He knows I'm with you.

He just wants to know how long I'll be.

Wow. He's really got you trained.

I know what you think, okay?

We just have a very intense connection.

Well, if you have such a strong connection,

why don't you just tell him you're busy?

Yeah, watching my sister

chicken wire gravy spoon ribbon pole.

What?

Watching you chicken out!

I think someone's had a little too much tequila,

-if you ask me. -Yeah.

Listen, if you go up next,

I'll stop running up your bar tab.

I don't know.

I think we should have another drink.

-(chuckles) -Your call.

Wuss.

You doing okay, chica?

Not even close.

Hey.

Whatever happens in there--

I know. I know.

Thank you. Thank you for everything.

Here we go.

We're still processing the truck for evidence,

but we found a few items we'd like you to take a look at.

And what about Iris and that guy, Wade?

We found some skeletal remains in the vehicle

and in the surrounding area.

Animal activity spread things pretty wide.

Forensics thinks as many as four people

may have been in that truck.

Now, it's gonna take some time

to match any DNA on those remains,

but there were traces of blood in that truck, quite a lot.

Those results should come back sooner.

In the meantime,

these items were also found in the truck or nearby.

Michelle, can you please come and take a look

and see if you recognize anything?

Anything that could have belonged to Iris?

Take your time.

No.

Definitely not that.

What about that phone?

-Does that look familiar? -(sighs)

No. It's not hers.

-This. -The bracelet?

My dad got that for her on her 14th birthday.

She never took it off.

I'll be honest, Captain Strand.

There are some numbers I don't like here.

Your blood pressure's up. Your glucose is elevated.

Well, I've been going through some stresses at work,

and I may have been hitting the cookie dough

a little too hard.

And you're sleeping fewer hours per night

than you were when you first moved here.

Rebuilding a firehouse is a full-time job.

It doesn't really lend itself to time off.

I am concerned that

you're burning the candle at both ends.

Also, you shouldn't be drinking on chemo.

-Not even a little? -Never.

Doc, first you take my hair treatments

and now you're taking my tequila.

What about the cancer?

Now the part I do like.

This is a scan of your tumor

when we began our treatment together.

This is what it looks like today.

Now it's hard to tell with the naked eye,

but the tumor has a circumference

that is 2.77% smaller than when you started this therapy.

That sounds like good news?

It's great news.

And the fascinating thing is

the reduction is almost the identical average

that we saw with your canine counterparts.

I'm sorry, my--my what now?

The immunotherapy drug cocktail that you're on

is available only to humans

because it was tested on dogs with lung cancer first.

You mean like caged lab dogs?

Not at all. Canine patients.

Their owners enroll them in these trials

to give them a shot at a longer life.

They come in for treatments just like you.