9-1-1: Lone Star

Where are you calling from, sir?

We're at home. 2362 Greenbriar.

Hurry!

Okay, paramedics are on their way to you now,

and you said your brother's name is Brad?

Yes. Okay, and what's your name?

Scott.

Okay, Scott. My name is Grace.

Can you tell me what your brother is choking on?

- What's he eating? - What wasn't he eating?

Okay, your brother's sitting upright?

Yes, we're both on the sofa.

All right, I need you to get behind him.

We're gonna do the Heimlich maneuver.

No, I can't.

It's okay. I'll talk you through it.

No, I can't get behind him. We're conjoined twins!

Okay. I see.

How old are you guys?

We're 34. It's our birthday actually.

Scott, listen, we need to keep your brother

breathing until the paramedics get there,

and we wanna clear his airway,

so I need you to reach into his mouth,

and take your finger and sweep it down

his throat if you can.

Just hold still, Brad!

There's something! There's something!

It's peanut butter!

I think he's choking on peanut butter!

That's gonna make it a little trickier for us.

Tricky?

How could this get any trickier?

His windpipe is clogged with something viscous.

It's gonna be more difficult to dislodge.

- Brad, you pig. - But that's okay.

Is there a hard-edged surface nearby

like a chair or a railing?

- Um, how 'bout a counter top? - Great, that's perfect.

Get to that, we're gonna do some self-abdominal thrusts.

We're gonna get up. Come on, Brad.

One, two, three.

Come on.

Here we go. Come on, Brad.

Come on!

Brad.

Brad?

He's not making any sound.

God, he's deadweight.

Brad, go!

Scott?

Scott, you still there?

It's no good. He passed out.

I think he's dead.

Well, we don't know that. If he just stopped breathing,

then he's probably got at least three minutes.

I should've told him happy birthday.

Hey, it's okay. You're gonna be able to.

No, we haven't spoken to each other in two years.

You wouldn't know by looking at us,

but we're not that close.

And now it's too late.

We're not gonna make it, are we?

Well, this sucks.

Suction. Scott, listen.

Do you have a vacuum cleaner in the house?

What?

A vacuum cleaner, the kind with the attachments.

Do you have one?

Yes! Yes!

Okay, can you get to it?

Um, I don't know.

Scott, listen. I need you to try.

We have two minutes, and we're gonna use them, okay?

Okay.

I got there.

Okay, good. Is it plugged in?

Hang on.

Scott, what was that?

I had to turn us over to reach.

Plugged in!

Okay, good, I need you to attach the crevice cleaner.

That's the long skinny one.

I'm trying.

Got it.

Okay, good. I need you to take the end

and place it into your brother's mouth.

Gently, not too deep. Be careful of his teeth.

God. His skin is so cold.

It's okay. Don't worry about that.

Just see if you can get that attachment into his mouth,

then hold your hand around it to make a seal.

I got it.

Okay, good. Run it full blast.

I think it worked! I think he's breathing!

Brad, are you breathing?

Are we talking again?

Yes, you idiot!

We're talking.

Scott, tell your brother happy birthday.

Happy damn birthday, Brother.

Happy birthday, yourself.

Paramedics are making their way up your walkway now, gentlemen.

Grace, thank you. You saved us both.

Me and my idiot brother.

Admit it.

You can't live without me.

All right, did you do your walk around?

All compartment doors are secure,

and all six tires are at 100 PSI.

All right, you know what to do, skipper.

So ignition switch.

And start button.

It's broken.

So ask yourself, what'd you forget?

- Battery switch. - Battery switch.

All right, I got this.

Battery switch, ignition switch,

and start button.

What's next?

Oil pressure's all good, and here we go.

- Damn it! - All right, take a minute.

Take a breath and ask yourself, what'd you forget?

- The point of any of this. - Well, the point of it is

you begged me to get your fire specialist certification.

You said you wanted a challenge, you recall?

I'm sorry, Judd, I just,

I got some news last night.

I'm a little shook.

Was it bad news?

News.

Wait a minute, you're... you're pregnant?

That's right.

Isn't it great? You're gonna be a big brother.

Is this even possible?

- It's confirmed. - By science.

Ooh, damn.

So your pops has got some powerful stuff.

Really?

That's your takeaway?

No, I'm saying it's impressive.

It also goes to show you should always use birth control,

'cause whether you think you can or you can't,

you can.

Yeah, well according to them, they were.

Ooh, so I'm saying. That's powerful stuff.

All right.

I understand how you feel though.

You do?

You're life it's just been you. Right?

So you were the firstborn, and you're the baby.

You're always gonna be the firstborn,

but you don't get to be the baby no more.

What are you saying, that I'm threatened?

'Cause that's ridiculous.

No, it's Biblical.

You got Cain and Abel,

the Prodigal Son's less famous older brother,

and Joseph's ten hermanos.

They were about your age when he came along,

and they chucked his ass down a well.

I'm not chucking anyone down a well.

I'm saying it's natural to resent the baby.

Trust me, I got three brothers.

What, you think it was peace in the valley

every time another Ryder boy come along?

How'd you deal with it?

I didn't have to.

'Cause I was the baby.

Laundry duty is the worst.

How does one house create so much of it anyway?

- We make a lot of messes. - The real question is,

how can I carry 70 pounds of PPE on my back

all day long no problem,

yet ten minutes of folding undershirts,

and my shoulders are in knots?

It's cause your technique sucks.

You're employing a variation of the traditional chest fold.

Inefficient with inconsistent creases,

and that's why your stacks are lumpy bumpy.

My stacks aren't lumpy bumpy.

- They're a little lumpy bumpy. - You see mine?

Nice and tight. The secret is the pinch fold.

Trust me. It'll change your life.

That is dumbest thing I've ever heard.

Voilà.

What sorcery is this?

What the hell? Hey!

What are you doing? What the.

- Hey, hey! - Hey, you can't park here!

- Hey! - Hey!

Hey, stop! Hey!

Stop!

Ma'am, you cannot park here.

Why not? It's empty, isn't it?

I told you we should've parked on the street, Mama.

Mama?

Baby boy!

What are y'all doing here?

We wanted to surprise you!