Okay, three of those.
What? Who ordered waffles?
Uh, uh-uh, no.
We are having a farm fresh breakfast in Fowlerton.
Okay.
- Do not scare her off. - Oh, please.
There is no way I'd miss a chance to go
to Fowlerton, Indiana.
I hear they have barns and trees and a movie theater.
Um, no, you're thinking of Muncie, about 40 minutes out.
It's a good thing for you I wanna get the hell
out of Chicago.
There's no way I wanna watch couples all over the place
- on Valentine's Day. - You're all set, ladies.
Yeah, thank you.
Uh, don't you and Kyle have some trouble to get into?
Kyle is at a conference in Atlanta,
but I let him know where he can send flowers.
Okay, we gotta get going 'cause my parents are waiting
- to give us the key. - Okay.
Uh, I just gotta drop off this glassware at Molly's North
- and I will be right behind you. - Okay.
Take County Road exit 19 off I-65.
That's way faster than what Google tells you.
- Got it. - Okay.
- Whoo-hoo!
- Giddy-up, ladies! - Yeah!
- Who took the wooden spoons? - Already claimed.
Just grab a spatula or something.
Amateurs.
Captain, this is ridiculous.
They're stinking up the firehouse.
I think my nose is bleeding.
Or it's filing a formal protest.
You gotta do something. This is an unsafe environment.
Hey, cut it, Ogle, McAuley.
You guys are just fill-in paramedics.
You don't get any say.
That's discrimination.
Mmm, no it's not.
Okay, the Great 51 Chili Cook-Off of 2019
has officially begun.
Team one, Herrmann and Mouch, you get the bullpen.
Ritter, Tuesday, you have the kitchen.
Capp, Tony, you have the Squad Table.
Otis and Cruz, you have the hallway
- out by the bathroom. - Oh, come on!
But, Chief, this is, like, the third time...
No arguments, no complaints.
Okay.
Judgment will begin at 8:00 p.m.
I have spoken.
There you go.
Um, it's, uh, gonna be competitive this year.
What are you looking for in terms of flavor?
Well, it's a slow shift.
Could have something with a little bit of a kick to it.
See, what you don't know because you grew up
in steel country is that Orville Redenbacher
raised his corn right here in Indiana.
- I know. - Wow.
What's this?
My, uh, steering column conked out on me.
How long have you been stuck out here?
A half hour.
Serves me right for cutting daylight close.
I'm glad you came by.
No one comes this way since GPS started telling them
to go up 13.
Uh, maybe one of you could hold the flashlight
while I work.
Um, sure.
Yeah, I might...
Look out!
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Hey, are you okay?
Yeah.
I think so.
Okay. Okay.
Hey, sir? Can you hear me?
- Yeah. - You gotta be kidding me.
I got no bars out here.
Hold tight.
I'm a paramedic. My name is Sylvie.
I'm Duane Reynolds.
Whoa, hey, don't move your leg.
- Hey. - It won't budge!
All right, all right. Um, let me see what I can do.
- Okay, I got kids in here! - Okay!
Okay.
All right, move out the way, okay?
- How many we got? - Uh, we got eight plus me.
Uh, Sparkman High School hockey team.
- I'm Coach Snyder. - I'm Emily Foster.
I'm a paramedic in the Chicago Fire Department.
So I'm gonna need you to let me take the lead on this.
Yeah, how can I help?
Okay.
I need you to climb up there and assist me in getting
the boys out of here.
All right, boys, is there anyone
with any major injuries?
Uh, Austin's pretty bad over here.
His... His arm is...
I... I think it busted out of its socket.
Okay.
Everyone else, if you can move, carefully work your way
around Austin and clear out the bus.
Yeah? You need help?
Who's first?
All right, I'm coming out.
Let's go, Cormac.
Come on.
There you go. Careful going down.
Oh, it looks like a complete fracture.
- Are you okay? - Mm-hmm.
Watch yourself now. Let's go.
You got it, watch your step. They're coming down.
Okay.
You okay? Oh.
Right there. Take your time.
It's okay.
Austin, breathe for me. Deep breaths.
There you go.
Watch the glass. Watch the glass.
Right here on this one.
Oh!
- You okay? - Good.
All right, Hollis. Let's go, buddy.
Yep.
- You good? - Yeah.
All right. Go to that bar, yeah.
Is... Is anyone hurt?
Did anybody lose consciousness?
We were joking around.
Everyone going crazy 'cause we won tonight.
I might have distracted Coach.
Hey, Hollis, you didn't distract anyone.
I shouldn't have been going so fast in the fog on a back road.
This is on me.
Um, okay, we don't want any more surprises.
Even if the fog lifts, it's dark out here.
I've got some flares in my trunk.
Can you boys put them out in both directions?
Should I blast your car horn, signal for help?
No one will hear.
Nearest farmhouse is eight miles that way.
Um, anyone with a cell phone should try and get a signal.
And just keep moving as much as you can.
It's gonna get real cold out here.
Yes, ma'am.
Okay.
Hey, Austin.
- Focus on me, okay? - Oh!
Just breathe. Austin, hey.
Hey, we're in this together, okay?
It's me and you.
You got this.
How we looking down there?
Austin's arm got thrown out of socket.
I might need some help down here!
Hey.
Um, I'm gonna need to put a splint around this leg.
I need something strong and straight like a...
- like a crowbar or... - How about hockey sticks?
Yeah, that would work.
- Do you live around here? - Other side of town.
I was coming back from helping out a buddy
with his new pasture.
There's just nothing out here.
They're having a special molecular gastronomy dinner
for Valentine's Day.
I happened to make a reservation for the four of us.
- Chloe will love that. - Hey!
Get out of here. Yeah, you know the rules.
This is our hallway.
I am just going to my bunk where I left
- my lumbar support pillow. - Mm-hmm.
Not today.
We know a spy when we see one.
- Oh, please. - Cooking outside the bathroom.
I can't count how many health violations this involves.
I once got a bacterial infection from a bar of soap
that was sitting next to the sink too long.
- Think about that. - I don't have to.
It's ridiculous.
Mouch, go around the other way.
- Is there a problem here? - How much time you got?
Look, for one...
Mouch is trying to scout our ingredients.
Absurd accusation.
Firehouse conflict is the leading cause of low morale.
You're the leading cause of low morale.
That's it!
Everyone out of the hallway except Cruz and Otis.
- Thank you. - Let's go.
- Nice contest, Captain. - Mm-hmm.
- Leading cause. - Not the facts.
- My pillow. - I got it.
When do we get our girls back?
They're probably having the time of their lives.
But...
Hi, Herrmann. What's up?
Uh, hey, uh, have you left for Indiana yet?
I'm about to. Why?
Ah, good. All right, listen.
The delivery guy who was supposed to come
by Molly's tomorrow, he got the date wrong,
and he's over there now.
So could you swing by and sign for everything?
Please?
You're killing me, Herrmann.
Please, please, please? And thank you.
Yeah. Yeah, fine.
His name is Sikorsky or Sekulsky.
Yeah, okay.
Well?
Um, Otis and Cruz are using habanero sauce.
Good work.
Come grab him, Coach.
Okay, what's up, Austin? You okay, buddy?
Nope.
Duane...
This is gonna hurt.
Go for it.
That's it, that's it.
Okay.
All right, come on this side.
You're doing great. Hold that.
- Thank you. - Uh, anything you need?
- What's your name? - Hollis Oree.
We're on the hockey team at Sparkman.
I read about you in the paper.
You're in the quarter finals.
Supposed to get thumped.
We've been doubted all season.
Here we go. Push up.
I'm just trying to get these boys home before midnight.
Our school's over in Markle.
We were playing in the quarters.
- No one gave us a chance to win. - No, not even you.
- What? - Nothing.
Hunter's not out here!
Come again?
Hunter's still on the bus!
He was all the way in the back.
Hunter?
Hunter!
It's okay, it's okay. Okay.
Okay, we'll deal with Hunter in a second.
First, pull as hard as you can on my count.
Coach. Hey!
Coach.
Yeah. Pull on your count.
- I got you. - Yeah.
Austin, you ready?
- Okay. - Mm-hmm.
Look at me.
One, two, three.
It's okay! It's okay!
It's all right.
Coach, let's get him up and out, all right?
While I look for Hunter.
All right. Jacob!
Hollis!
Get back on top of the bus!
You gotta help Austin get out of here!
- Hunter? - He can't use his arm!
All right!
Hunter?
What was up with that comment?
Forget it.
Okay, Coach.
Hunter!
Easy. Watch his shoulder.
Got him? Grab his leg.
Hunter!
Hey, I got him! He's back here!
Be right there.
Brett!
- Hey, are you Brett? - Yeah.
Your friend's calling for you.
Okay, I'll be right back.
Come on. I'll give you a hand.
Hang on right there.
- What is it? - I got a kid back here.
His neck's at an angle and his air's cut off.
He can't breathe.
Hang in there, Hunter. I'm right here.
Just keep breathing.
His neck's hyperextended and he's not getting oxygen.
I can't really hold a grip to get his airways open.
- Uh, Coach? - Yeah?
You guys have any neck guards?
Yeah, yeah. They're, uh...
They're in the equipment bags.
Okay. Stay with me.
- Here. - Thanks.
Here you go.
Thanks.
Okay, now, it should be tight.
Is that better?
Yeah.
Okay, we gotta get this seat off him, guys.
My side.
Guys, he's mashed in there pretty good.
Okay, we... we gotta pull this off of him.
All right, let me... let me get behind and lift here, okay?
Okay.
Just hold tight.
All right, ready? One, two, three.
Lift.
All right, again. All right?
One, two, three. Lift.
Okay, we gotta get something to force it up.
I've got a jack in my car.
All right, I got it.
You... You, uh, stay here with him.
Yeah.
Okay. Hey.
Hunter, will you watch right here, okay?
Yeah, okay.
You know, my mom didn't want me to play this year.
Oh, yeah?
She said we wouldn't amount to much.
Said I shouldn't miss school for sports anyway.
Sounds like our moms would have gotten along.
Hollis said you won.
We did.
Three to two.
And a lot of parents came.
My... my mom had work.
Well, the good news is you don't have a concussion.
Oh, oh, hey, Hunter, we're gonna get this seat off of you,
but you gotta try not to move until then, okay?
Okay, okay.
Oxtails are held in high culinary regard
- all over the world. - Yeah, well, this is Chicago.
Look, we played it safe last year.
- We got second. - We lost.
Look, I know it's a risk. But it's worth it.
- What's that? - Oxtails.
Look, cook offs are as much a game of the mind
as they are of the chili.
You have to shock, surprise, overwhelm the taste buds,
or else you're an also-ran.
And I'm just... I'm not gonna have it this year.
Lieutenant, will you please tell him that he's crazy?
No B.S.
Boden loves oxtails.
That's what I've been saying!
Lieutenant, you're killing me here.
- No, no, no, hey. - Look at it, just look at it.
- You're not going to put... - Take your hand off them!
I swear, you're not gonna put it in there!
No way it's gonna happen!
Yeah, I'm using my mom's recipe.
I've never actually made it before,
but the secret is bacon grease.
Smoke break?
Sure.
You're gonna freeze.
Got it!
All right, uh...
Okay.
All right.
Hang in there, Hunter.
Breathe, buddy.
All right, buddy.
How you doing, Hunter?
We gotta help guide it off.
Uh-huh.
- Okay. - All right.
There it goes.
What happened?
Piece of the seat stuck in his side.
He's bleeding out.
God, I... I can't see anything in here.
- We gotta get him out of here. - Okay.
All right, let me go get help, all right?
It's okay, it's okay.
All right, hand me that pad.
Yeah.
Yeah. Okay.
Um, get some tape.
Is there tape?
Let's see. Right behind you.
All right, so, just keep breathing, Hunter.
Hey, Mustangs, all hands over here now.
Okay, Hunter?
I'm gonna need you to hold your side so we can get you out.
- Coach, you ready? - Yeah.
Jacob, get up here! We're bringing him out!
- Okay? - One, two, three.
I got you. I got you.
Okay, watch it. Stay up against the wall there.
Stay up against the wall and you're good.
There you go.
Hold him up to me, all right?
- I got you, buddy. - Please.
I got you, bud.
Grab him!
Easy, easy, easy. Go slow.
- Whoa, whoa. - Easy.
- Legs are coming out. - Easy.
- I'm right behind you. - You got him?
- Yep. - Okay.
- You're good? - Yeah.
All right, set him down easy, guys.
Look out, guys.
Grab that flashlight!
It's... It's deep.
Hey, come here.
- Hollis? - Yeah.
Um, I have a bottle of tequila in my trunk
next to a duffle. Can you bring me both?
You got it.
Jacob, what's going on?
Well, Cormac and me were talking,
and since... since no other cars have driven by
and we can't get a signal, we're gonna run back
to the interstate.
Uh, it's at least five miles behind us.
Six.
We run cross country.
Even if we stop the bleeding,
he's still gonna need a surgeon.
Okay.
- Cormac and I will go. - We got it.
Jacob, I'm the coach. I will tell you what...
No, you're not.
Not for much longer.
What?
He's quitting after the season's over.
Going to go coach for some school with a fancier program.
Whatever you guys wanna think of me,
that is fine.
But right now tonight I am still your coach,
and I am the one making the decisions.
And I can't have two boys running on this road
at night by themselves.
And I need a leader to stay behind and help.
And that's you, Jacob.
The captain.
I made that pick for a reason.
Let's go, Cormac.
Now!
- And that should be it. - Um, what about the Shiner?
Oh, man. Seriously?
Hey, really, it's okay. You know what?
Uh, just give us a credit.
No, no. Could you wait a bit?
I'll run back and grab it now.
- Um... - Just 30 minutes.
My boss will kill me if I screw up another order.
Fine.
You've reached Sylvie Brett. Please leave a message.
Oh, what?
You guys are already having so much fun
you can't answer the phone?
It's okay.
- This one? - Yeah.
Okay, got it.
Yeah.
All right. Will this work?
It's gonna have to.
All right.
Just hold tight, okay?
Okay.
Talk to him.
What do you mean?
Just talk to him while we work.
Tell him a story. Anything.
Keep his mind on something else.
Okay, Hunter? I'm not gonna lie.
This is gonna be rough. But you can do it.
- Just focus on Jacob, okay? - Okay.
Hey, remember that first week of practice, Hunter?
Where... where we'd just sit on the locker room floor
after practice because we were too tired to move?
And I wanted to quit. A lot of us did.
But you said it wasn't about hockey.
You said it was about each other.
And we couldn't quit on each other.
So don't give up on us now, Hunter.
This is nothing. You've got this.
Feels like there's still a piece of metal in there.
It must have snapped off of the seat.
- Do you have tweezers in there? - Yeah.
- Use that. - Okay.
- Keep going. - Don't quit now, Hunter.
It's okay, buddy.
Not like Coach. Don't you do it.
- We need you. - Deep breath.
Uh-huh.
Good job.
- Oh, no. - What? What's wrong?
Hey, somebody get me a flare!
Yeah, I got it.
Boys, we have to stop the bleeding.
All right, Brett.
If you can't watch this, turn your eyes away now.
Okay.
It's okay.
- He's okay. - Okay.
It's okay, boys. It's done.
The bleeding stopped.
Boys, do you have any... do you have any extra clothing
or blankets on the bus?
We gotta... we gotta keep him warm.
We've got some jerseys in the team bag.
Yeah, I'll grab them.
Jacob?
He's not breathing.
Do you know how to check for a pulse?
Come here.
You keep your fingers right here.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. You feel that?
- Yeah. - Count to 60.
If it takes longer than a minute you let me know.
Okay.
Blunt force trauma.
He must have gotten hit in the accident.
And he doesn't have a pulse.
We're gonna have to do this old school.
- Ready? - Mm-hmm.
Go again.
Nothing.
Um, does anybody have an epi shot?
In my bag. But it's still on the bus.
- I'll start compressions. - Okay, great.
Let's get it.
- What's your last name again? - Uh, Oree.
Oree, Oree.
I-I don't see it.
- You sure it isn't outside? - I don't think so.
Oree...
I think I found it.
Oh, damn it.
It's stuck down there.
Brett! We're losing him!
Okay.
I signed for everything, got us a free case
for the inconvenience.
Well, that'll make Herrmann happy.
Yeah, it better.
I nearly missed half of Galentine's night for it.
All right, well, I'll save you some
of the oxtail-less chili.
- Oh, Cruz shot you down? - Again.
It's probably for the best.
Uh, hey, listen. I'm losing signal.
So I will see you Friday.
How's it going?
Fine. You?
Maybe she needs to go out.
All right. Tuesday, come on.
Joe! Joe!
Joe!
We gotta pull out all the stops.
Ritter's chili is delicious!
Yeah, add some more salt.
Oh, I knew it!
I knew you guys weren't out here smoking cigars.
You're making chili.
Damn right.
And if you want a future at 51, you're not gonna say a word.
We're surprise competitors this year.
Dark horses.
And we wanna keep it that way.
Oh, okay. Right.
I'll have to pull out anyway.
Tuesday dropped one of her chew toys into my pot.
Really?
You were gonna lose anyway.
Yeah.
Six, seven, eight.
His bag is stuck under the bus.
We gotta rock it off somehow. Give me a hand, boys.
One, two, three.
Hey, miss, maybe try the lift bucket on the tractor.
- The keys are still in it. - Right.
- You work one of those before? - Yeah.
- Left vertical, right tilt. - That's it.
What's wrong?
Oh, I don't know.
It might be stripped.
Oh, my God.
What happened? Brett!
Oh, my God. You got him?
This bus full of hockey players
just nailed that tractor.
We got one broken leg, one deep abdominal tear.
We managed to stop the bleeding.
And one delayed cardiac arrhythmia.
Precordial thump didn't work.
Okay, let's get him in the jeep.
No, he won't reach the clinic in time.
We need to lift that bus.
There's an epi shot in a bag trapped underneath.
We could use it to restart his heart.
Um, there's some chains on the tractor.
Yeah.
Hey, guys, uh, his pulse is dropping over here.
Will you grab him? Grab him.
Yeah.
All right.
- Is your heater on? - Yeah.
Right, let's get him into the Jeep.
Um, Logan, Connor, help move Hunter.
- One, two, three. - Go.
Brett, can you back it up?
On it!
Hold on.
Give it everything, Brett.
Hey, how long has it been?
- Six minutes. - Go.
Got it! Got it, got it, got it!
Oh!
Good job, good job.
Okay!
Let's get in the...
Over here!
They're over here!
We got a victim with a deep abdomen puncture.
- You guys got a backboard? - Yeah.
What happened?
He's here.
There's a complete fracture.
Obviously we made this splint out of a hockey stick.
All right.
This is the worst Valentine's Day ever.
And that includes what happened with the DeBolt twins in 2015.
Listen, no offense, but next year
I'm staying in bed and I'm renting "Love, Actually."
You will not get an argument from me.
Sorry it took me so long to show up.
We're glad you came when you did.
Okay. Sounds good.
Thanks, doc.
Hey, uh, how are the boys looking?
Well, Jacob is up and alert and talking.
Says he doesn't even remember collapsing.
Scared us.
The doctor said if you didn't give him the epi shot
when you did, he may not be here.
And Hunter, he's, uh... he got meds in him,
so he's a little loopy.
But the surgeon said that what you all did to stop
the bleeding saved his life.
Thank you for all that you did tonight.
Sincerely.
As far as I'm concerned, you are all honorary Mustangs
for life.
Well, we would come see a game next season,
except it seems like you're not gonna be here.
Actually, I got hurt boys here
and they are going to be recovering for a while.
What kind of coach would I be if I quit on them
when they never quit on themselves?
So you come to a game next year.
Any game you want.
You got it.
Whoa, whoa, hey.
Uh, all right, listen.
The first thing that you need to know is that every single
one of your boys is okay.
All right? Come on back.
Sure thing. All the boys are okay.
Y'all heard that, right?
Honorary Mustangs.
Better than a medal any day.
Duane!
You're not supposed to be up and about.
Oh, hell.
Don't tell me what I can and can't be.
I come from a long line of Hoosiers.
We're made of sand and grit.
Well, I'm a Hoosier, too.
That doesn't surprise me one bit.
Ladies.
What's a Hoosier?
All right, let's go. Winner take all.
Oh.
Oh, wh... wh... what's this?
One more entry.
- No way! - Are you kidding me?
According to the rules set forth in 2002,
teams can enter the competition any time
before the first taste.
Well, at least mix them up!
- Okay. - Yeah.
Thank you.
Let's do this.
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm-hmm.
Mmm...
Mm?
That's gotta be good.
We have a winner.
Team four!
What? Wait, who's team number four?
- Ritter, didn't you drop out? - What?
Why would Ritter drop out?
Tuesday started adding ingredients.
Come on, team four. Come get your prize.
I'm sorry, did someone say team four?
I believe he did.
Huh, then I guess this belongs to us.
Well, thank you, 51.
It has been a very profitable shift.
Uh, well, I gotta.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait. - All right.
- Wait, this... this one?
- What's in it? - Need a spoon.
Oh.
It's hilarious.
Yeah. Yeah, no, all good.
- Thank you. - All right.
See you.
That was Otis. Thank you.
Uh, apparently your replacements won
the chili cook-off.
- Ogle and McAuley? - Uh-huh.
The worst! Huh.
And I just realized your hidden motivation
for picking this shift to vamoose.
You don't like chili night.
Guilty.
Don't give firefighters a bunch of beans
and expect us to sleep in the bunk room.
Yeah!
Oh, well, despite everything,
I'm glad you guys came.
It means a lot to me to spend time together.
- Brett. - Partner.
Hmm.
Part of me thinks how crazy it is that we were there
in that moment on that road at that time.
And another part of me thinks...
Another part of me thinks we were there for a reason.
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