Previously on Army Wives...
Your son Jeremy was killed in action.
Ready, aim, fire.
Joan and I fell in love with this little boy.
People always give me back.
Not anymore.
You're our son.
He actually kissed you.
I quit.
It's okay to move forward.
Life goes on.
It has to.
Will you marry me?
Yes.
Somebody order a wedding dress?
Do not start crying.
I spent 20 minutes on those eyes.
We just received redeployment orders.
You're coming home?
I'm coming home.
The division's coming home!
There he is!
Dad!
I love you so much.
They're closing Fort Marshall.
To the 23rd.
All five of us will end up in five different places.
We'll all stay in touch.
It won't be the same.
No, it won't.
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army wives season premiere event.
There's more bags here for you!
All right, that's it!
Let's pack up and get home! Go!
Go! Go! Go!
The city of Charleston is under a flash flood warning
as hurricane Nina approaches the coast.
- These shots were taken... - When is my mom gonna be back?
Um... Let me call and check.
What's happening?
- Dad? - It's just a little power outage. Everything's fine.
Everybody okay?
All units, be advised, due to hazardous conditions,
you are ordered to seek shelter immediately.
Repeat, all units, seek shelter immediately. Over.
7-3-5, dispatch, I copy.
Out.
About damn time.
Pamela?
Hey, where are you?
I-I don't know exactly.
I-I had to take a detour.
You're still on the road?
I thought you'd be home by now.
Yeah, so did I. I-- There was traffic, and the Colfax bridge is out.
There's a hurricane going on, if you haven't heard.
Yeah, I know.
You need to get off the road. I mean it.
Mom, look out!
Roxy?
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Ahh.
Whew.
See? Told you you'd feel better once we got you out of that house.
Do not mention the house to me.
There's still so much to do.
Babe... It's gonna get done.
We move in a week.
Yeah.
And you have had the last five months to get ready.
Excuse me. This is my first PCS.
And it's not like the army makes it easy or anything.
Come on. Fort hope is gonna be great.
It won't be the same.
Nope. It's gonna be better.
You are married to a Second Lieutenant now.
Yes, and I am very proud of you.
But we don't know where we're gonna live.
We don't know where the kids are going to school.
And I won't have any friends.
Won't have any friends?
What about Denise Sherwood?
Frank's a Brigade Commander now.
Denise isn't gonna have any time for me.
Sure she will.
Mnh-mnh.
And we're gonna find a house.
And the kids are gonna be fine.
Army kids, they're resilient.
Resilient?
Mm-hmm.
I'm beginning to hate that word.
You know what you need?
Yeah, another five months to pack.
Mnh-mnh.
Babe, we gotta get back.
Hey, you need to relax.
Yeah. Relax.
Like, really relax.
You really relax.
Open up, Molly.
- Here you go, sweet pea. - Ah, mmm, mmm, mmm.
Hey, I was listening to the radio about that hurricane off Florida.
Should we cancel her party?
No, no, no.
Michael's tracking the storm.
The last word is, it should miss us.
- Okay. - Besides, we can always move the party inside if it rains.
- Yeah. Ah... - But... we can't let Molly turn 1 without us,
can we, sweetheart?
Thank you.
- I would do it myself, but-- - Oh, really? Please.
In this place?
Well... I see you're all ready for the movers.
Yeah.
Color coordinated and everything.
Well, you know, after 14 moves in 23 years...
I've got my system.
- I see. - And no matter what I do, our stuff will still be three weeks late
getting to Fort Hope, even though it's only in North Carolina.
Right. And the movers will still lose something.
Of course. It's the army.
Have you heard anything new about Michael's orders?
Uh, just rumors.
Won't be long. I'm sure.
Meanwhile, I hear good things about Fort Hope.
Yeah.
- I know it's not Italy, but-- - Ah, it's okay. I'm over that.
Frank is thrilled about serving under General Clarke.
Mm-hmm.
Frank was his XO at Fort Lewis, and I was FRG Leader with his wife.
Right.
- So... - And you'll still be with Roxy.
Yeah. Thank God for that.
But I'm losing my best friend.
It's gonna be so hard to leave.
Well, um... we'll call, we'll text, and there's always Skype.
I'm just spoiled. That's all.
I've never been at a post so long.
I know.
Nothing lasts forever.
Wrong.
Friendship lasts forever.
Oh.
Mom, you shoulda seen me.
I was catching everything.
- Is that right? - Boy's got good hands.
Of course, I was leading him perfectly.
Most of the time.
What do you mean, most of the time?
Everything cool?
I gotta go in.
Some storm business.
I figured.
There you go.
Can I try out for the school football team?
May I... may I try out for the school football team?
TJ said I could make it.
Oh.
What?
Well... TJ's not gonna be here anymore,
and soon enough, no one's gonna be here to play with.
That's not true.
Yes, it is. The post is closing.
Families move away in the army all the time, David,
even when posts don't close.
I'm afraid it's something you just gotta get used to.
But we'll keep in touch with TJ and Finn.
I promise.
When are we moving?
Not for a while.
It's my job to close Fort Marshall.
Okay. Where are we moving?
Don't know that either, dude.
Haven't got my orders yet.
Oh.
But we do have some news that we hope will make you happy.
Yeah, we were gonna tell you tonight, but your mom's gotta work, so...
What is it?
David, the courts finalized your adoption.
It's official.
You are now David Burton.
Really?
Signed, sealed, and delivered.
So now whenever we go, wherever we go, we're going as a real family.
Open it.
It has my name on it.
Yep.
I've never had anything with my name on it before.
Thank you.
Ugh! Hey.
You're driving me nuts.
Outside, now, all of you, and take the mutt.
Come on.
Whoa. What did I miss?
Daily meltdown number three.
Roxy, you really should let the movers pack you.
The army pays for it, you know?
I have a system.
Really?
Do not start.
I get enough grief from Trevor as it is.
Okay.
And now there's a hurricane coming?
Maybe it'll help.
- Ha ha. - Well, just think,
in a few days, you'll be settling in at Fort Hope,
while your best friend is stuck here with no husband, two kids,
including a daughter with raging hormones.
Well, only until the school year's over.
Yeah, I'm beginning to wonder if that was a big mistake.
What are you talking about?
Just that maybe we should've gone to California with Chase right away.
Okay, number one, I woulda gone insane,
and number two, at least this way,
we still get to see each other on weekends.
Right. This is all about you. I forgot that part.
Well, don't.
You can't live without me, and you shouldn't want to.
Check.
Mom, can you take me to Byron's house?
Does it look like I have time to take you to Byron's house?
But I'm never gonna see him again.
Please, please, please.
Finn, you are working on my last nerve.
Now get.
Aw, man.
Ugh.
"The species of fishes here did not differ much from the"... Hey.
And what are you doing out of bed, young lady?
I'm thirsty.
Well, I guess we better fix that.
I'll be right back.
When is mom coming home?
Soon.
That's what you said last night, too.
Well, look, your mom's got a big job to do right now.
With that storm coming in, she's gotta look after the whole post.
It's not just this family. It's all the families.
Understand?
Cool. I'll be right back.
Come on.
Tropical storm Nina's just been upgraded to a category 1 hurricane.
When's landfall?
It's hard to predict, ma'am, when or where.
She's acting erratically.
Best estimate?
Well, if she continues along her present course,
the outer bands could hit Charleston Sunday, 2100.
Two days.
Yes, ma'am.
But if she goes north again,
we could get nothing worse than a bad thunderstorm.
If.
No sense taking chances, Mike.
We're going hot.
Yes, ma'am.
Okay.
Okay, we'll talk tomorrow.
Oh, I love you, too. Bye.
Oh, Michael, you just missed Emmalin.
She, uh, just got her grades for the quarter,
- and you are gonna be so proud-- - In a minute.
What's wrong?
I got the call.
New orders?
Where are we going?
Michael?
They're putting me at the Pentagon.
Army G3, Operations Officer.
What happened to Fort Carson?
"Needs of the army."
All right.
We have plenty of friends in Washington.
- We'll make the best of it like always and-- - I'm not going.
What?
I'm gonna retire.
Honey, I know you're disappointed, but shouldn't you think this over?
I have thought it over.
I've commanded a division, Claudia Joy.
I am not ending my career commanding a desk.
I'll go out as the last commander of the 23rd.
Besides...
It's your turn.
You have followed me around the world for the last 25 years.
I think maybe it's time I followed you.
- Look, Michael... - As of this moment, we are out of the army.
Has he made it official?
Not yet.
He wants to get past this hurricane business first, so...
Well, don't worry. I won't tell Frank.
Wow.
Right?
Big change.
You don't seem so excited.
No, I am, but I'm disappointed for Michael.
He's had a great career, Claudia Joy.
I know, and all careers have to come to an end.
I just didn't think it would be today.
Mm-hmm.
You realize, we've spent over half our lives in the army?
Wow. When you put it like that, you make me feel ancient.
Well, it's just, uh... A lot to leave behind, you know?
Yeah.
I mean, losing you and the others, that's one thing.
Losing a way of life?
Oh, come on. Cheer up.
Look, for the first time in decades, the mission doesn't come first.
You're calling the shots now, not Uncle Sam.
Yeah.
I guess I am.
The weather service tells us, as of right now,
that Charleston is expected to get hit tomorrow night
with only the outer bands of the hurricane.
But even that means heavy rains, strong winds, possible storm surges,
and microbursts.
Officer Pamela Moran of Metro PD is here this morning,
subbing for Sergeant Rice, to fill us in on an important update
on our communication protocol.
Thank you, Colonel Burton.
During our last drill, we had difficulties communicating between agencies.
So for hurricane Nina, if the primary frequency gets stepped on,
tac three is now the first alternate.
Again, tac three is for emergencies only.
Please spread the word.
And if you have any questions, see me after the briefing.
Thank you.
Before we go, let me remind everyone, do not get complacent.
I know we've seen some other storms peter out this season,
but this is mother nature's war, and she doesn't fight fair.
That oughta bring 'em in.
You're not worried about the storm?
I just heard it's coming in tomorrow night.
Honey, if I worried about every storm that comes along,
I'd be as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chairs.
I say, prepare for the worst and stock up on the rum.
Can I help you?
Yes, I'm looking for Roxy Leblanc.
You found her.
Lou D'Alessandro. Louie D's Bar And Grill.
We spoke on the phone.
Oh, right. You want to buy the place.
I said I was interested, yes.
It's the best bar for miles. Of course you'd be interested.
We have a live band that plays three nights a week,
and Chief makes the best gumbo anywhere,
so you'll want to keep him on for sure.
- Hey, Chief, can you-- - No, that-- that won't be necessary.
All my restaurants use the same standard menu.
Oh, y-you're a chain?
Three locations so far and growing.
Plus, we use prerecorded music, so that stage won't be necessary either.
I mean, you can take that out
and easily fit three more tables, maybe four.
But the soldiers love the music.
What soldiers?
Fort Marshall's closing.
Oh, yeah.
I keep forgetting that part.
Yeah.
Mr. Brodsky, you have to take your heart medication.
I feel fine.
- And that's great, but you still have to take-- - I said no!
Hey, what's the problem?
Oh, there's my girlfriend.
It's time for Mr. Brodsky to take his digoxin, but he refuses.
Gus, you need to listen to specialist Gabriel.
What is she, 12?
She's a combat vet just like you.
You're joking.
Afghanistan, 23rd airborne.
The sooner you listen to her, the sooner you get outta here.
Now take your pills. That's an order.
Yes, ma'am.
Hospital X-ray tech, ICU.
Thanks. You're so good with him.
Oh, he just wants someone to listen to him, like most patients.
What am I gonna do when you're gone?
Get out of the army and finish college, like we discussed.
You know what I mean.
You'll be fine.
I'm just a phone call away if you need me, always.
Nurse! Nurse!
He's all yours.
Pamela.
What are you doing on post?
IOC meeting. I was filling in for my supervisor.
Oh, hurricane stuff, huh?
Yeah, uh, speaking of which, I was at your house yesterday.
Looks like it's taken a direct hit already.
Yeah, tell me about it.
You want my opinion?
Roxy's in major denial.
What are you talking about?
Well, I was the same way before my first PCS.
Hell, I was hanging pictures and buying houseplants
a week before we moved.
Well...
I know she's not happy about it, but y--
She's stalling, Trevor. You need to help.
Pack some boxes yourself, get her going, and for God sake,
just pay someone to clean the house.
You leave that to Roxy,
and the MPs will never let you out of Fort Marshall.
I don't know. Maybe that's her plan.
I gotta go.
Thanks.
Mm-hmm.
Roxy.
- Oh, hey, Claudia Joy. - Hey.
We're still on for Molly's party tomorrow, right?
Absolutely.
Actually, I'm here to pick up a few more things.
Oh, good.
I cannot believe she's a year old already.
I know. Having a party yourself?
What?
That's a lot of groceries.
Oh, yeah.
It's just the weekly boatload.
- But you're moving in a few days. - Mm-hmm.
Roxy, you do know you have to leave your refrigerator clean
when you go, right?
Yeah.
Your house has to pass inspection.
Which is the craziest thing I've ever heard.
It's not like anyone's gonna live in it again.
Well, we don't know what will happen to the facility,
but the army has a very detailed list
of things you have to do before you move out.
I know-- Spackle the nail holes...
Repaint the walls, clean the dirty carpets...
Remove grease stains from the driveway.
It's ridiculous, and who's got the time for that?
Well, um, I mean, you've known about this for a while, right?
I know, and it'll get done.
You need help?
No, no, no, thanks.
I-I got it under control.
- I'll see you tomorrow. - Yes.
Okay. Scrape.
- Right. - Bye.
Bye.
Trevor?
Back here.
You're home early.
What are you doing?
I am helping you out. Okay, so we got three piles.
We got keep, donate, and toss.
Ugh!
Wh-what are you doing?
Thanks, but I don't need your help.
- Yeah, but it-- - Trevor... Um-- Look, I've got a system, okay?
I'm packing one room at a time.
Babe, nothing's ready.
That is not true.
I've just been reorganizing a few things.
Just s-stop, stop. Look at me.
You're overwhelmed. I get it.
So let me help.
I am not overwhelmed.
If people would just quit bugging me...
Okay.
So talk to me about the hump.
You had another buyer today, right?
Total jerk.
Did he make an offer?
Yeah, but I turned him down.
What?
He wanted to lowball me.
Rox, it... Okay, in this economy and with the post closing,
we're lucky to get any offers.
Well, I wouldn't have sold to him anyway.
Why not?
Because he wanted to make a lot of stupid changes.
Well, if the man buys it, he can do whatever he wants with it.
Well, he wasn't gonna buy it, so don't worry about it.
And I'm not gonna just give the bar away, economy or no economy.
Well, I have some good news.
Mm-hmm.
I was looking online, and I found some pretty nice homes near Fort Hope.
We can call about 'em tomorrow.
I told you, I want to live on post.
And I've told you ten times, that's probably not gonna happen.
We gotta be realistic.
Realistically, I think the army owes us.
I mean, they're making us give up everything here.
Roxy, the army doesn't owe us anything.
Look, the truth is, is we're moving to Fort Hope
in a few days, and we're not ready.
We're not packed, we need to find a home,
- and we gotta sell the hump bar. - I know that.
Great. So what can I do to help?
You can stop talking to me like a child.
I told you, I'll handle it.
You never knew him, Molly, but... Mm, if Jeremy was still alive,
he would be very happy for you on your birthday today.
Ahh.
Yes, he would.
Mm.
He would've helped you blow out the candles and...
Open your presents and...
Oh, D.
I just can't help thinking about what it would be like if he hadn't--
Yeah.
Yeah, I do, too.
What a good brother he would've been...
Husband... father.
Well, he was a good son.
That's just gonna have to be enough.
Come on, D. We should go.
Mnh-mnh. Mnh-mnh.
No, just a little bit longer.
Hey, babe.
What's this?
I'm hosting Molly's birthday party this afternoon, remember?
No.
Oh, I told you.
I'm sure you did.
Yes, now you need to do your job and keep that hurricane away.
Latest intel is that we won't get anything till late tonight.
How bad?
Don't know. I'm hoping just showers.
Yeah, me, too.
Can you believe Molly is 1 year old?
No.
I mean, think about where we all were a year ago.
I was in Afghanistan, Emmalin was in high school... Claudia Joy?
Oh, sorry, honey.
Um, e-mail from Grace.
Grace Dennigan Shuster. We went to Harvard Law together.
Right.
Well, she made a few calls for me, and guess what.
There's an opening at Decker, Alexy, and White in New York.
They want me to come in for an interview.
That was fast.
I know. It's only an interview, Michael.
But can you imagine, living in Manhattan?
We'd be near Emmalin, we could visit on weekends.
Eh, if we weren't too busy going to Broadway shows and drinking champagne.
Michael.
I think it sounds great. Seriously.
I'm also contacting classmates in San Francisco.
We've always talked about going there someday.
Mm.
I know where I'd like to go right now.
Michael... I have a party to get ready for, and you have to go to work.
I just want to go on the record.
Noted.
How about we have a, um, sidebar in chambers later?
Absolutely.
Hmm.
See you later.
All right.
Almost done.
Good, 'cause my arms are killing me.
Mom, can I go to Byron's, please?
Finn, you are like a broken record.
But his mom said I could.
Finn, you can't.
We have Molly's birthday party to go to.
Really, with this storm coming in?
It's not supposed to hit until tonight.
Besides, it's probably gonna be a big nothing,
just like the last time we went through all this nonsense.
Ahh.
Okay, that's it.
Ohh.
Now can you take me to Byron's?
Buddy, give it a rest.
But he's my best friend.
Mom, Finn's gonna drive everyone nuts at the party.
I mean, Molly's just a baby.
She won't know if he's there or not.
Take him.
Please.
Nail those shutters.
I'd do it, but I told Colonel Sherwood I'd help with the sandbag detail.
Okay, Finn. I will take you.
Yes!
Whoo-hoo!
Where are we with Safe Haven plans?
All set, sir.
Arrangements have been made for all aircraft
to be accommodated at Fort Bliss and Fort Campbell.
Let's get 'em in the air. I know it's early,
but I'd rather burn a little fuel now than get caught later on.
Yes, sir.
What about post infrastructure?
Uh, 1st engineers have provided materials
for all homes and buildings to be boarded up.
We're also coordinating with Charleston DWP.
To maintain the local grid.
Evacuation measures?
Well, since Fort Marshall is sited above the flood plane,
we don't anticipate the need to evacuate on-post personnel.
Nevertheless, we are staging our gymnasiums and schools
as shelters for off-post personnel, should the need arise.
Well, let's hope it doesn't.
Yes, sir.
Sara Elizabeth.
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
I had to drop Finn off at a friend's house across the bridge.
Happy birthday, birthday girl.
I hope you like it.
- Yeah. - Hey.
Aww. Thank you so much.
You all brought Molly way too much.
Oh, don't be silly. Babies are meant to be spoiled.
Thanks.
As long as they don't grow up to be spoiled brats.
Well, only army brats allowed.
Ugh. I do not want to hear the word "army" right now.
What are we drinking?
Uh, lemonade.
- That's it? - Roxy.
Fine. Make mine a double.
Anything to take my mind off this move.
Um, Roxy... we need to talk.
- About what? - The move.
Why?
We know you're having problems.
Is this an intervention?
Pamela, what did you say?
Just that your PCS was coming up, and you're not ready.
Yes, I am. I'm just a little-- stressed?
Yes, exactly. I'll get it together.
You know, studies show that moving is
one of the top stressors in a person's life.
Well, there you go. See? No big deal.
We've all been there, Roxy. We know how you feel.
Overwhelmed, frustrated.
Sad.
Hey, try angry, scared.
Roxy, you don't have to pretend with us.
I'm gonna miss you guys so much.
I've known it was gonna happen for months.
I just... didn't want to believe it.
Yeah, none of us did.
Well, we've been together so long.
So tomorrow, we're coming over to help you pack.
Yeah.
And look at houses online and schools for the boys.
And we'll clean out your fridge.
Sorry.
Oh, work.
I'm being recalled for duty.
Me, too. I have to go to the hospital.
Why? What's going on?
The hurricane's turned.
It's coming sooner than they thought.
How are the kids? They scared?
No. They're playing around.
How are you?
Still hoping this thing veers away.
But we're ready.
As ready as we can be anyway.
Ma'am?
Gotta go.
Tell the kids mommy loves them.
Will do.
Be safe, roland.
You, too, Colonel.
I understand. Yes.
Okay, I love you, too.
All right, Michael says we have a few hours before the storm hits.
Good. I'll call you from the hospital.
All right.
Okay. Happy birthday, sweetheart. Mwah.
Mommy will come home as soon as she can.
Aw.
Don't worry. We'll have fun.
Thank you.
- Right? Yes, sir. Bye. - Hey, Rox.
- Mm-hmm. - Can the kids stay with you?
Of course. I just have to pick Finn up first.
Are you sure that's a good idea, Rox, with the traffic and all?
I mean, why don't you just pick him up once this thing blows through?
No way. I'm getting my son before all hell breaks loose.
They can all stay with me till Roxy gets back.
- Thank you. - Yeah, I'll stay, too.
Great. Thanks, roland.
You hear that, you two?
You're gonna stay at Mrs. Holden's for now,
so I'm expecting a good report.
The same goes for you.
Mom, I want to go with you.
I want to see the storm.
We will watch it at home on TV.
Meanwhile, you're the oldest, so I expect you to help out.
Yes, ma'am.
Okay. I'll be back before you know it.
When will you be back?
Uh, I don't know, sweetheart.
People need help when there's a bad storm, so it could be a while.
Okay? Give me big kiss.
Bye.
- Thank you. - Sure.
Okay. Who wants some cake?
- I do. - Let's go.
You want some cake? Want some cake?
You want some cake?
Ahh.
Want some cake, too? Yeah?
General, you know Major Dobbs of the National Guard.
- Nice to see you again. - Thank you, sir.
I was just informed that the Governor has called up
an additional 2,000 troops.
There's been some serious flooding in Beaufort.
Roger that.
In the IOC!
At this time, all nonessential personnel are encouraged to go home.
Everyone else, I suggest you let your loved ones know
you won't be home for the duration of the storm.
Hey, what's going on? Where are you taking me?
What-- what are you doing?
C-can you answer my question? Where are you taking me?
What-- what-- Hey, you-- You can't leave me here.
- Gus. - Hey, somebody help!
- Gus, Gus, it's me. - Help. What?
- Hey. - What?
- Look-- - What's happening?
We got a big storm coming in-- A hurricane.
- A hurricane? - Now relax.
I'm sure it's gonna be okay, but as a precaution,
we're moving everyone away from the windows.
So just try to get some rest.
- Okay. - All right?
- Okay. Yeah. - I'll be back to check on you soon.
- Okay, okay. - Okay.
Well, this is interesting.
- You okay? - I hate hurricanes.
Had 'em all the time in Florida.
Well, don't worry. We've got backup generators,
and Mercer's one of the safest places to be right now.
Right.
Try not to think about it.
How?
Well, you focus on your training-- Prepare, organize, anticipate.
And if that doesn't work, pray.
I've been doing that.
Keep it up.
Hey, Riley, give me a hand!
There's more bags here for you!
Grab 'em, quick.
Let's get that area right now.
- We need to shore this up. - Back to work.
All right, that's it!
Let's pack up and get home! Go!
Go! Go! Go!
The city of Charleston is under a flash flood warning
as hurricane Nina approaches the coast.
These shots were taken just minutes ago in Beaufort,
70 miles south of Charleston.
Early reports are that
several funnel clouds were spotted in the area,
hampering evacuation efforts.
Residents are advised to seek shelter immediately.
Okay, I think that's enough for now.
- Hey, why don't we play a game? - Yeah.
When is my mom gonna be back?
Um, let me call and check.
- All circuits busy. - I'll try again later.
That's pretty standard.
Everybody's trying to call out during a big storm.
Hey. Don't worry, TJ. I bet your mom's fine.
Wow. It sounds really bad out there.
- What's happening? - Dad?
- I'm right here, David. - Stay still, everyone.
- I've got a flashlight here. - It's just a little per outage.
Everything's fine. Everybody okay?
- Okay. - There's nothing to be scared of. It's just a little darkness.
I have more flashlights in the kitchen, and candles.
Come on. Follow me.
Candles? Cool. It'll be like camping out.
For how long?
Until the power gets back.
When will that be?
Soon.
All units, be advised, due to hazardous conditions,
you are ordered to seek shelter immediately.
Repeat, all units, seek shelter immediately. Over.
7-3-5, dispatch, I copy.
Out.
About damn time.
Pamela?
Hey, where are you?
I-I don't know exactly.
I-I had to take a detour.
You're still on the road?
I thought you'd be home by now.
Yeah, so did I. I-- There was traffic, and the Colfax bridge is out.
There's a hurricane going on, if you haven't heard.
Yeah, I know.
You need to get off the road. I mean it.
I'm-- I'm trying. I'm-- I'm headed back to Byron's house.
Well, where are you exactly?
I-I don't know.
Um... oh, okay. There's a sign.
Uh, uh, Laurelgrove near Belle Lake.
- Mom, look out! - I think it's by--
Oh, my God!
Roxy?
7-3-5, dispatch.
I'm responding to Laurelgrove and Belle Lake
for an unknown medical emergency.
Possible vehicle collision with injuries.
Send fire and EMS.
7-3-5, no one is available.
All personnel have been ordered off the streets.
Dispatch, I may have multiple injuries-- A woman and a young child.
7-3-5, first responders are not being dispatched during the hurricane.
You are advised to seek shelter now.
The hell with that.
Finn, are you okay?
Are you hurt?
I'm stuck.
But nothing hurts, right?
I lost my glasses.
That's okay. We'll find 'em later.
I just gotta get you out of this van.
Mom.
Help me.
I'm trying. It's-- it's jammed.
Can you call dad?
Baby, I have no idea where my phone is.
Mom!
Don't be scared, okay? Don't be scared.
- I'm gonna get you outta here. - How?
Uh, I'll think of something.
Okay, I'm gonna go outside, okay?
No, don't go!
No, baby, I have to. I gotta go get help.
Don't leave.
I'm ju-- I'm just gonna go right outside, okay?
I will not go far.
Promise?
I-I cross my heart. Okay?
- Okay. - You'll be all right.
Roxy!
Boys!
Ugh!
Ugh. God.
Finn, someone's here!
Hey! Hey!
- Pamela?! - Are you okay?
Yeah, no, I'm fine. It's Finn.
He's seat belt is stuck, and there's gasoline all over--
Okay, I'll be right back.
Finn!
Mrs. Moran's here! She's gonna help!
Aah.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
All right.
Got it. Stand back. Get back.
Okay, okay. Okay.
Hurry! Please hurry!
Okay, don't worry, Finn. I'm gonna cut the seat belt
and get you outta here, okay? All right.
All right. Come on. Let's go. Let's go.
Come on. Come on.
Come here, baby. Come here. Come here.
Do that later. Move!
Go. Go. This side. That way.
In the car.
Okay, hang on.
Trevor.
Where are they?
Over there.
Hey.
You okay?
Mm-hmm.
- Hey, buddy. - Hey, dad.
How you doing?
- Okay. - How's he doing?
Well, he's pretty lucky from what I can gather.
I mean, he's got some minor abrasions, but nothing serious.
You can take him home as soon as this is over.
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Come here.
Oh.
Mr. Brodsky?
He's in V-tach. No pulse.
All right. Grab the cart. I'll start CPR.
- It's not here! - What?
The defibrillator. It's gone.
- How could it be gone? - I don't know.
It was here earlier. I checked it myself.
Okay, okay, just take over.
I saw one upstairs.
- Stephanie. - I'll be right there.
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