Trauma s01e17 Episode Script

Sweet Jane

This is not a normal job.
Everybody's got their stories, their weirdest call.
I must have bugged Rabbit for six months before he told me his.
Of course he blew me off, he dodged me.
And then, one day, out of the blue, he just blurted it out.
It was back when he and Nancy were riding together.
Multiple gunshot victims in North Beach.
A real bloodbath.
Rabbit's favorite kind of call.
Hey! Hey, douche lord! Come on! There's an ambulance behind you.
That's right.
That's what the lights and sirens are.
Come on.
Move the hell over.
Thank you, douche lord.
Rabbit.
Sorry.
Emperor-ess.
Hey, don't take Grant.
What? It's too narrow.
You'll get stuck.
Come on.
We got to.
If we take Romolo, it's too steep, and we'll be lugging a dude up it, which means I'm lugging a dude up it.
Take Vallejo.
All right.
But you're not always right.
I am this time.
You got it? Yeah.
Hey, Rabbit, Nancy.
Remember it's a crime scene.
Don't touch anything but the guy that's breathing.
All right.
Get ready to walk into a movie.
Yeah? You're Italian, right, Rabbit? Uh, not Italian, Ray.
And yep, Ray was right, straight out of a Coppola flick.
Red wine mixed with blood on the floor, a trio of goombahs face down in their Ziti Bolognese.
And one still breathing.
Okay.
Let's get him on the ground.
Got him? Got him.
Watch your step.
Shot four different times, once through the neck.
This was one tough bastard.
All right.
Pulse is down.
Airway? Stopped breathing.
E.
T.
Tube, preoxygenate.
This is yours.
Got it.
Ray was not kidding.
I didn't know this kind of stuff happened in San Francisco anymore.
Yeah, obviously it does.
All right, they're out.
Need a hand? No.
Airway's clear.
Ventilate.
Nice.
Just load the patient, Rabbit.
We'll want to talk to him.
Yeah, well, right now he's got a tube down his throat and an appointment with surgery.
You'll have to catch him at City in a few.
All right, will do.
Oops.
Drive safe, Rabbit.
Why start now? Seriously, Rabbit? Oh, all right.
Only for you, though.
I got to tell you, this reckless road thing you have going on Yeah? It's not working.
Come on, it's totally working.
Not even slightly.
This guy is a fighter.
Okay, fighter Whoa, whoa, okay, careful.
Whoa.
Okay, hold on.
Yeah.
Okay, go.
Get down! Whoa! You all right? Yeah, I'm okay.
Are you okay? And it wasn't the bullets flying that got to Rabbit.
The thing that he said pissed him off, that still gets to him, is that it was a save Thank you, guys.
Great job.
Thanks.
Wow, man, hell of a story.
Yeah.
Restaurant just up the way, right? Yeah.
And you were there? No.
It was before my time.
But my partner was.
Her and the guy she used to ride with.
Wow, man, a job like that would mess you up.
Yeah, I know, tell me about it.
But you know, man, that was really good.
You need to come back next week.
Really? Absolutely.
Yeah, well, I got work.
I kind of never know what's going to fall in my lap, but All good.
Hey, thank you.
You got it, man.
Take care, man.
Thank you so much.
You need a hand? Here.
I'm sorry.
Miss! Hey! Shit.
I didn't know whether to get blue or pink? Okay, I don't think it matters, but it is a girl.
Here we go, sweetheart.
She's tachypneic and not responding to stimuli.
We got to get her to City.
Well, they're waiting for you.
Okay, let's go.
Here we go.
Got her? I'll go fire up the rig.
Work with me, Tyler? Hell, yeah.
Got you.
Here we go.
All right, let's do it.
Heart rate's 57.
It's borderline and it's not rising.
Right.
Okay, come on, little girl.
Come on.
Okay, hold CPR.
Okay, the rate's 68.
All right, 62.
It's dropping.
Right.
She's what, seven pounds? If that.
Okay, let's be on the safe side.
Injecting five mills D-ten.
Injecting.
Pushing.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay, hold CPR.
Yes! Yes.
Okay, got it.
Good.
Yes.
Good work, little girl.
Rabbit, please.
Come on.
It's a question.
It's a dumb question.
It's not a dumb question.
Rabbit, please stop bugging me, okay? If I miss a step, I have to start over.
You know, I'm asking you because I want to know.
You want to know what normal people do in a relationship? No, I want to know what, you know, people do in a normal relationship.
It's the same thing.
Well, not exactly.
I mean, with Nancy and I, it's always been about the work and the bedroom.
I like both, but now it's different, you know? It's all grown up.
And I don't have a great track record for that kind of thing, so Okay, and what makes you think I do? You're about the most well-adjusted person I know.
Ha! Well, then you don't know me that well.
Come on.
Okay.
Uh, normal, normal Dinner.
Huh? Yes, dinner.
You eat, you talk, it's normal.
You make her dinner.
Oh, dinner.
Okay.
I can do that.
Yeah, I don't think she can be more than two days old.
Tough way to start out, but at least she gets a start, right? Right.
Any word on the mother? No.
She just dropped and ran.
Okay.
You.
It's a pleasure saving lives with you, Nancy.
Nice work.
You, too.
Did you miss me? Not exactly.
How about some props, man? The baby lives.
Huh? You should celebrate.
That was a save, okay? But I try not to get my drink on at work before noon.
Yeah? No, seriously, what you doing tonight? My dad's in town.
We're going to the Hidden Cove.
You should come.
What? He flew in to visit? Yeah.
Cool, right? Wow, okay.
Are you going to seize the opportunity? Seize the opportunity for what exactly? You came out to me and my family.
You can't come out to your dad? I really want to know why it's such a big deal to you.
You know what? Don't even answer that because I'm not having this conversation with you right now.
It'll make you feel better.
You know what? Sometimes I think I would feel better if I just punch you in the face, but I don't do that, huh? Logic.
How's baby Jane Doe? She's off to NICU.
I was freaked when that girl handed me that bag.
That's a heavy call.
Yes, Glenn.
So, would you say that was your weirdest call? I thought the book was on hold.
Yeah, well, it kind of came back.
The longer I do this, the more I see writing about it helps.
Yeah, I get it.
Okay, Glenn, you want to hear the story? Are you kidding me? Yeah, I'll put it down as soon as we get back to the station.
I'll put it in the book.
No.
Okay, this is not for public consumption.
No notebook, no using this, I'm trusting you here.
This is between you and me because when you hear it, you'll get it.
Okay.
Promise me? I'm not joking.
I promise.
Well, it was a while ago, before you turned up, so I didn't have a regular partner.
I was pulling mystery meat EMTs.
This one day, I pulled a guy named Kino.
Strong back, weak mind.
Not much of a talker.
We get a call for a 5150, some whack job tearing apart a fleabag apartment in the TL.
Nothing new there, but Whoa, sounds like domestic violence, huh? Yeah, except he's in there alone.
Is he hurt? No way of knowing.
I think he's got a couch or something barricading the door.
Don't have a name, we can't even get a hold of the landlord.
We've been trying to get him to open up for 20 minutes.
You mind if I have a go? Please.
Sir? Sir, can you hear me? No! Sir! I just want to help you.
I just want to see if you're hurt.
I'm a medic.
I'm not a cop.
Listen to you, the psycho whisperer.
Sir? Can you open the door? I just want to help you.
Would you mind opening the door? Nancy? Rabbit? How'd you find me? What are you doing here? We were called.
Someone Hey, Ray.
Are you hurt? Are you okay? Yeah, yeah, I'm I'm great.
Can I come in? Sure.
Come on.
Okay.
Why not? Grab a seat.
What's going on, Rabbit? I don't know.
I don't know.
Pizza's under the bed if you're hungry.
You This is how you've been Now here's what I don't understand.
What did you save me for? What? I'm supposed to be dead.
Rotor's dead.
Everybody's dead.
Oh, no.
I'm supposed to be dead.
It's okay.
No, it's not okay! Hey, take it easy! I don't need to be saved! Stop trying to save me, okay? It took two cops and two shots of Diazepam to finally subdue him.
He spent 72 hours at City Psych.
But Kino never pressed charges.
I think he was kind of embarrassed that Rabbit knocked him out.
I bet.
Yeah, so now you see why I don't want you broadcasting that one.
And you know, the weirdest thing about it is, that mad man trashing that fleabag apartment, that 5150 call, today he's my boyfriend.
Dispatch, this is Angel Rescue 2 en route to City.
I got a 32-year-old male MVA victim, possible spinal injury.
Hey, Marisa.
Working, Rabbit.
Check this out.
Copy that, Angel Rescue 2.
Whoa.
Oh, nice.
Yeah.
Thank you.
Not out of the woods yet, bud, but it's a good sign.
We'll be at the hospital in about five minutes.
Hmm.
Try two.
Correction, two minutes.
Hey, I got the dinner all hooked up, though, doing Coq au Vin, braised leeks, it's going to be awesome.
I got it out of this French cookbook.
Wow.
I'm impressed.
Me, too.
Yeah, it's exciting.
All right, he's got sensation and movement in his extremities.
Thank you very much.
That's good news.
Uh-huh.
All right, take care.
Yeah.
Good luck with dinner.
Thanks.
Glenn, where's Nancy? I don't know.
She's kind of been disappearing lately.
Hmm.
I'll find her.
Thanks.
We're moving out, Rabbit.
Patient transfer to Stanford.
Hey, tell her I'll see her tonight.
Yeah, will do.
Thanks.
Hey, got GSW! He's coding! Okay, let's take him to three.
Here you go.
You got it.
You are a bloody mess.
What happened? So says Captain Hemorrhage.
Look at you.
Where? Here? Yeah, just all over in here.
Hey, I got those spare uniforms.
All right.
All right.
No, you save the pickle juice and put cucumbers in it What's up, guys? Hey, here he comes.
What? Well, I don't know.
What? What? No, I was Yes, Glenn, I am.
Wait a minute, man.
How are you gonna come out to this guy and you can't even say it to your dad? Shut up.
No.
That's not what I'm talking about.
Listen, Tyler, I know you worked different cities and all that, I was just wondering if I could hit you up for your weirdest call.
Yeah, I'm hell-a curious, you know, because we've been on a lot of strange ones, me myself, you know? Yeah, well, wasn't here or New York or Chicago.
It was Louisiana, even before Katrina.
I was just out of school, working a private ambulance company just outside of Jeanerette.
You know where Jeanerette is? Uh-uh.
Oh, well, it's right next door to nowhere.
Well, anyway, my partner Beau and me Beau? Yes, that's his name, and yes, he was from the shallow end of the gene pool.
So, we get a call out at the swamp.
If you don't know about the swamp, you're about to hear about it.
Oh, I think he dead, yeah.
Oh, yeah, he dead.
Yeah, Beau was a man of few words.
He was ready to call the guy right there.
Now, I may have been green, but I was at least going to pull him out of the water.
Codeine cough syrup, which is what we used to call "bayou bourbon," Call me crazy, but I don't think our boy here was using it to treat a cough.
All right, no breath sounds, no pulse.
They call that dead.
Why don't you get the gurney, Beau? I figure I'm gonna keep working on him until a doctor or at least someone smarter than Beau says he's dead.
I'm telling you, he dead.
Got to tell you, Beau, God help me, I'm beginning to agree with you.
He dead? Uh-huh.
He dead.
We declared him, but a doctor should pronounce.
Take him down to the morgue.
I ain't going.
I swear to God I'm working with the Forrest Gump of paramedics.
"He dead.
He dead.
Oh, he dead.
" You're going to be dead.
This must be the morgue.
Where the hell is he? He's not dead! He's alive! He's not dead! You see, the bayou bourbon shut our boy down, but it didn't kill him.
Now, what that codeine does is slow down your respiratory function, like that David Blaine type stuff, right? Which probably saved his life being face down in the water like that.
I mean, that cheap-ass rig we was on didn't have a monitor.
I couldn't get a pulse.
Until them drugs kicked in on the way to the morgue, I mean, whoo! That scared the fool out of me, yeah.
Mmm! Why are you talking like that? You got your story, and you know what? We're off the box, so you can relax.
And hey, you publish, I get royalties.
Of course.
Yeah.
I can't believe you thought a live guy was dead.
No.
My idiot partner thought the live guy was dead.
I withheld judgment.
Hey, Nancy, where you at? We got to get back to the station.
It's getting busy.
All right.
I will be there in a bit.
Hey, it's Nancy.
Leave me a message.
Hey, Nancy, it's me calling again.
And wondering what time you're going to get home 'cause I got a little surprise for you.
It's not a weird surprise.
It's a nice, normal surprise.
So, if you're going to be late, just let me know, okay? Thank you.
Come here.
Hello.
Shh.
Oh, yeah, "He dead," huh? "He dead.
" You remember Beau.
I do.
Lucky me, I've heard that one before.
So, this fellow you work with, is he writing all these stories down? Yeah, he's putting them in a book or a blog or something.
What's that? A blog? I never heard of that.
It's a web log.
Like on the computer, Dad.
I'm a dinosaur.
Help me out.
No, you're not, Daddy.
You know what? I'm very happy that you came to visit me.
And without Mom.
Have you ever done that before? No.
And that's why I figured it was about time.
Hey, you reckon they got pickled pigs' feet over there? I'm going to check it out.
I highly doubt Nobody eats pickled pigs' feet.
He's a sweet guy, man.
What happened to you? Oh, it's so sad when you try to be funny, Boone.
Hey, man, you got to tell him.
Yeah, I'm tired of hearing you tell me that, but you're right.
Well, he looked at me like I got a screw loose and gave me a pretzel.
All right.
Sela's blowing me up, and I got to go home.
Sir, it was a pleasure to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
Hey, thanks for taking care of my boy out there.
Well, the truth is, nowadays I don't know who's taking care of who.
I'll see you soon.
All right.
I hope so.
He seems like a nice guy.
You just don't know him well enough yet.
Give it time.
I'm kidding.
He is a good guy.
Puts up with me, doesn't he? No, no, I'm just good with soda pop.
Okay, now, now I'm worried.
What, are you on the wagon? You run off on Mom? No.
If I did that, I'd be drinking again.
Or picking buckshot out of my ass.
You actually would be picking buckshot out of your ass.
It's true.
Dad, you know, I I got to tell you something.
Well, I got something I want to talk to you about, too.
Okay.
You first.
What, uh What I came to San Francisco for is to have some tests done.
Kind of a second opinion out at the oncology department of the university here.
Oncology? What do you mean? Dr.
Vonner back home says it's lymphoma.
But the university is going to run some tests, we'll come up with the best treatment plan, and I'm gonna be fine.
Tyler, look at me.
I'm not going to let this kill me.
You hear me? Okay, I'm going to beat this.
You understand? So much for the heavy.
What was it you wanted to tell me? Uh I don't even remember.
Hey, it's me again.
I'm worried.
Where are you? Because I'm about to go home, and I was just trying to I don't know.
I don't know what I was trying to do, so Oh, I know.
I know.
Oh, my God.
Damn.
This is Rabbit.
Leave a message.
Hi, it's me.
I just got home and I just saw what you did.
And I'm so sorry.
Listen, let's talk about this tomorrow, okay? Dispatch, this is Medic 78.
Do you have anything? A stubbed toe, drunk fall down, kids playing space monkey, something.
Nothing, Medic 78.
Please keep the airwaves clear.
Big bad city, huh? Lame.
Yeah.
Hey, sorry about your dad.
But I got a feeling that everything is going to end up just fine.
You got a good feeling? I don't know.
It's a catch 22.
He's sick, so I can't tell him.
You know, and if something happens to him and I never said anything, I don't think I can live with that, man.
Right now, he still thinks I'm his rocking little boy and I don't know.
78, please respond.
Code Three to Sinai Retirement Home for chest pains and shortness of breath.
Here we go.
Dispatch, this is Medic 78, and we are so on it.
Wow.
Am I really seeing this? Yeah, well, it's slow, so I'm helping out.
Don't read too much into it, okay? Ah, dinner last night sucked, huh? Not talking about it.
Let me guess, you're not that good at being normal.
I could have told you that.
Actually, I was fine.
Gotcha.
Hey, guys! Hey, Marisa.
Oy, here it comes.
What's up, Rabbit? Hey.
Oh, you seen Nancy around? Not yet.
She said she was gonna stop by the hospital.
Spending a lot of time there lately.
Uh, Marisa Let me guess.
You know, you know, huh? Mmm-hmm.
You want my best story.
Yes.
It was when I got back from my first tour.
I was living in the Mission.
Now Baghdad is a pain in the ass.
So is the Mission district, but La Mission is my pain in the ass.
It was good to be out of uniform.
It was good to be home.
Bye.
You son of a bitch! Oh, my God! Baby No.
Do not call me "baby.
" You told me that you guys broke up! Baby, I can explain.
Oh, you can? You can explain? Who the hell are you? Who the hell is this ho, huh? Who is she? Get out of my house! Woman, run! I'm giving you three seconds! Three, two What the hell, man? And I thought, "Great, "not only is my man doing some white chick, "but now she's dead at the bottom of my stairs," Hey.
Hey, can you hear me? What the hell? Mari, what the hell did you do? Mari, get inside! Leave her there! Will you call 911 before I kick your ass? Get inside! She's not breathing.
Of course I worked on her, probably even saved her.
She ended up with a broken hip and a few broken ribs.
Wow.
What happened to the boyfriend? That bastard wasn't a boyfriend.
He was my husband.
Oh, I'll catch you later.
Wait, Marisa.
Why didn't you ever tell anybody you had a husband? You need to go? No.
You get my message? Uh, no.
Dinner, that was really sweet.
Well, you know, we don't get to do that kind of stuff, so I was just trying to do something different.
I'm sorry I wasn't there.
Okay, look, if I get into where I was and what I was doing, it's just going to open up a can of worms, and I can't deal with that right now, and I don't think you can either.
Really? Well, why don't you try me? Just trust me, okay? I trust you.
I do.
Maybe you could trust me to be able to handle this.
I feel like I've been working my stuff out and Maybe it's time for me to work mine out.
Angel Rescue 2, respond to a patient transfer at SFU.
Okay.
Copy that.
We're on our way.
All right.
Dinner looked great.
Tasted even better.
Rain check? Maybe.
You ready? So, I won the Warriors bet.
Oh, hey, no.
Uh-uh.
We're going to talk about the husband.
You can't drop a bomb like that and go running off.
Come on.
Well, what can I tell you? Jerry was a scumbag.
He cheated on me when I was overseas, cheated on me when I came back, so I got rid of Jerry and went on a second tour of the sandbox.
End of story.
I got to tell you, though, normal ain't all it's cracked up to be.
I need to ask a few questions so I know you're with us.
Name.
Jonas.
Where are you? San Francisco.
Year? All right, got a girlfriend? Do you ever cook her dinner? What the hell? You, my friend, are alert and oriented and on your way to City Hospital.
Control, this is Angel Rescue 2 departing scene and we are en route to City.
All right, Marisa, meet Jonas.
He's got a head injury, A and O times three, but I do not like the way those eyes are drifting.
He's got to get himself a CAT scan.
Copy that.
Hey, hey, hey, Jonas, wakey, wakey.
Don't be falling asleep, bud.
Talk to me.
Talk to me.
Stay awake here.
Now, just tell me, you ever been married? Rabbit.
What? I got to keep him talking, it's therapeutic.
Oh, really? For who? No.
No.
Never married.
But if you were married and it was like a bad marriage, would you run off and join the Army? Go overseas, get shot at to deal with it? Rabbit.
Huh? Look, there's no right answer.
It's an emotional response.
It's kind of like, hey, do you remember the beginning of Blade Runner, you know, "If you find a turtle on its back, what do you do?" Is he okay? He's actually a lot better than he used to be, if you can believe that.
Hey, we got a broken distal radius.
Oriented, but the guy's more scared than anything.
And the other driver's Oh, possible subdural hematoma.
He's in CT now.
Rabbit already brought him in.
Yes, I did.
Oh.
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Is it me, or is this guy getting weird again? I heard that.
See that? Have you guys seen Glenn? No.
He wasn't on that call.
Boone's dodging him.
Your boy's hitting everybody up for their weirdest call.
The book? The book.
Right.
Diana's cool.
Glenn's a lucky man.
Have you seen Glenn? Diana is the lucky one.
Here's your gurney, guys.
Thanks.
So, how's your dad? He's going to the doctor tomorrow.
I'm going to go with him, and no, I don't know if I'm going to tell him or not.
I didn't even ask.
You didn't have to.
Okay, see? You need to let it go.
It's your own guilty conscience.
Hey, there ain't nothing guilty about my conscience.
Nada.
You need to calm down and you need to realize that you're driving.
Oh, no, no, no.
I drove on the call.
Well, I drove to the call.
Exactly.
Calls don't count.
You can't change the rules like that.
What you talking about? I just did.
I'll talk to you in there.
Hey, girls.
What do we got? Just some drunk guy.
I got him hooked up to charcoal and fluids back there.
They don't need a doctor for that.
Good.
For once I'm glad not to be needed.
You seen Boone? Tyler? Have they come through here? I need to ask them something.
The book? Yeah, the book.
The book.
You got to hear Marisa's story.
That was a good one.
How was Nancy's? Promised I wouldn't tell.
Well, Boone and Tyler left a few minutes ago.
All right.
If you see Boone, just let him know that I'm looking How come you've asked everyone else their weirdest call but not me? Uh You're not a paramedic.
Okay, but then you're limiting yourself, right? Do you have a story? I got time.
Shoot.
Let me hear it.
Okay.
Like you said, I'm not a paramedic, and I haven't been here that long, so is it okay if it's not the weirdest call? Yeah, it doesn't have to be weird.
Let's just call it the most memorable.
Does that work? Yeah, that works.
It was my first week.
BP was normal, but we can't be sure until we get the CBC back, and so I didn't know if I should come get you or if I Slow down, Dr.
Van Dine, is it? Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
New on the rotation? Second week.
You get two more weeks to come get me on silly calls.
After that, I get mean.
Okay? Okay.
Okay, what do we have? Sixty-seven-year-old male, hypertensive, was complaining of abdominal pain Hey! We need help over here.
Dr.
Joe! Dr.
Joe! Bay two.
Come on.
Good God, how's he still moving? Tell me about it.
I was afraid to sedate him.
GSW? How many? He's been shot 14 times.
Sir, we're going to do everything we possibly can.
You've just got to calm down, all right? Get the bag on him.
Son, you're going to be all right.
I promise.
And the kid was shot more times than he was years old.
That's the most memorable call you've had? Well, no, it actually It wasn't the victim that made it memorable, it was the medic who brought him in.
I remember that call.
Good.
That was And you're not using it in the book.
You sure? All right.
I remember you.
You brought her in.
Yeah.
Volunteering for holding hours? Yeah, when I can.
Someone's got to look out for her, right? A lot of us are.
Oh, I know.
I just I mean, a little girl like this, left to fend for herself.
Who takes care of her? All these people.
I mean beyond the basics.
Miss Carnahan.
Nancy Carnahan.
Nancy.
Jane isn't a puppy.
It's not finders, keepers.
Yeah, I know.
It just got me thinking, you know, about foster care, guardianship, being state raised.
A lot of those people end up in my ambulance at both ends of their life, you know? I do.
But, Nancy, it's pretty unlikely Jane here will ever see foster care.
You know that, right? There are 10 families waiting to adopt her right now.
That's great.
It's time.
Bye, baby Jane.
You got her? I got her.
Bye.
See you soon.
Thanks.
For everything you've done for her.
You, too.
Still don't know why you came out here for a second opinion.
You been to Baton Rouge General lately? Dad, BRG is a major cancer research center.
Look at me.
Does Mama know? Daddy, you I should have known something was up.
Okay.
Amazing.
It is some burdensome news.
That's why I started with you.
You're the strong one.
I'm the strong one? Why does she even think you're out here? So, I've spoken with Dr.
Vonner back in Louisiana.
I concur with his course of chemotherapy.
And honestly, I think we have reason to be optimistic.
We're in early and you're in good hands.
I would however recommend you take your treatment at BRG.
That's home for you, isn't it? So, what are my chances? I'm sure your doctor told you.
At your age this type of lymphoma has an 80% survival rate.
If all goes well, you'll live long enough to see your grandchildren.
Wow.
Wow.
Yeah, well.
That could have been a hell of a lot worse.
You're telling Mom.
It's going to be a lot easier now after that.
I mean, you heard what he said.
I'm going to get to see my children's children.
Daddy, you know I'm gay, right? Yeah.
I kind of figured.
I always wondered why you never told me.
I guess the same reason why you didn't tell Mom about the cancer.
It's burdensome news, I guess.
Son, I may be from a different generation, and there's a whole lot of people that would say a man loving a man is like some sort of disease.
But I don't feel that way.
Okay? Okay.
You tell your mom.
It'd be good for both of you.
I love you, Son.
I love you, Daddy.
I told you.
I told you you'll feel better.
Yes.
It feels better, but you know what feels absolutely best about it? The freedom of honesty? No.
I feel great because you will stop bugging the crap out of me about it.
Hey.
Hey, speaking of bugging.
I got everyone else on the list except for you.
I'm not letting you get away.
Please let me hear this story, man.
All right, Glenn.
Thank you.
All right, this is a weird one though.
You got a lot of competition on the weirdness front.
Tyler's story was ridiculously weird.
No, I mean like creepy weird.
I grew up out here.
And every once in a while, maybe about 10 years or so, a fog will roll in like you've never seen before.
As a matter of fact, it gets so thick that they say that it will fill your house if you leave the windows open.
We're in.
Hey, I got them.
Dad? The injuries told a creepy story, crushed neck, not breathing, ligature marks.
Then something touched my leg.
What is it? Something just touched my leg.
Whoa, it just touched me.
At this point, it is all getting way too freaky for me.
I'm not playing in this spooky house full of fog with a strangled guy and things creeping up on me.
Uh-uh.
So, we get outside and get him ready to go, and I'm telling the cops Somebody strangled him.
Damn it! His daughter flips out and heads inside.
I'm wondering, what's up with this chick? And she comes out with this monster freaking snake.
Larry got out.
Two things always got me about that one.
Why didn't the snake finish the guy off? And why did he keep the snake after it tried to kill him? Come on.
Same answer for both.
It's love.
I don't believe it.
You got to believe in love, Glenn.
All right, we're out.
You're driving.
No, I'm not.
Yeah, you are.
You just lied to Glenn.
I did not lie to Glenn.
Yes, you did.
Well, she's your baby Jane now.
You're a beautiful family.
My weirdest call so far, Baby Jane hands down, but not because of why you'd think.
What got me wasn't a newborn abandoned at a fire station.
What sticks out and what I cannot stop thinking about is just how much that little orphan affected my partner.
A woman I had seen literally wade through death and face unimaginable loss was stopped in her tracks, maybe even derailed by a baby girl named Jane.
I never expected to see that someone so small could take down someone so tough.
Hey.
Nance.
Come on, what's up? Quite a lot, actually.
Did you not hear our man of letters in there? Yeah, but I'm Look, I'm confused.
What did he do wrong? He told everybody.
He told you.
What's so wrong with you taking care of a baby? Come on, it's a normal thing.
And what makes you think that you can't talk to me about something like that? No, really, I mean, it's what people do, you know? Talk to each other, right? Talk about things.
It's just regular conversation.
Regular conversation with regular everyday people.
Yes.
Yeah.
That's what I'm trying for here.
Okay, Rabbit, but everyday people work 40 hours a week.
They get married, they have kids, they go out for dinner, they get babysitters.
You know, is that what you want? Uh I mean, is that even what I want? I don't know.
What am I supposed to do? I'm supposed to go to work for 16 hours, come home covered in blood, and give my baby a bottle? Is that it? You know what, I'm 31 years old.
You're older than that.
Did you even hear those stories Glenn was saying in there? Yeah.
I did.
I did.
And it never even dawned on you that maybe we've missed the opportunity to be normal people? I mean, help me here, Rabbit.
Where are we supposed to go from here? How the hell are we supposed to make this work? Uh Hey, hey, whoa, hey.
And that's when it hit me, all the stories that we all carry around, I had them backwards.
It's not the calls that are out of the pale.
It's the people who take them.
Thanks.
Thanks, guys.