- Oh, whoa, whoa, when did that start happening?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Lauren Dumont with the Aviation Authority.
I'll be coming by the hangar to speak with you and your crew.
- I kind of forgot about the wedding.
- Maybe you needed a break from thinking about it.
- Wait, that was you? - Orion 24?
- Why did you do this for me?
- My mom died of cancer.
- I'll take you to dinner, but I'll expect you to put out
with a good reference letter. - You're applying to med school?
- The only thing I've ever known about my birth parents
is that they never wanted me.
And I never want my kid to feel that.
- We're gonna be a family, Bodie.
[birds chirping]
[serene music]
[energetic music]
- The smoke...
It's so ominous.
- Wildfire Season happens like clockwork now.
The sky's dramatic, but the fires are still way off.
- Going once, going twice. Madison?
- No, I can't. Baby on board!
- Right, sorry. I keep forgetting. Bodes?
- Best part of wildfire season is the planes.
- Hey, you see the 215s on the ramp yesterday?
- Ugh, water bomber talk.
[squealing]
[laughing]
- Pizza and wings from the Lion? I'll call it in.
- Yeah. No wimping out on peppers this time.
- Alright... - See you tomorrow, Bodes.
- Hey, so I think I might go visit my grandparents this week.
- Uh-huh.
[indistinct chattering]
- From this day forward, for better and for worse,
in sickness and in health,
to love and to cherish, till death do us part.
- I, Petra, take you... [clears throat]
[sniffles]
Sorry. Um.
[cameras clicking]
I.... [sniffles]
[coughing]
[sniffles]
I, uh... I can't.
I'm sorry, I just can't.
- Petra, wait!
[sniffles]
- I tried, Glen. I really tried, but...
[cameras clicking]
[coughing]
[crowd shouting]
[tense music]
- Have you had stomach issues recently?
- Um, I've been taking a lot of antacids.
- How many a day? - Two...
...bottles. - A day?!
- Yeah. - I think you may have a perforated ulcer.
I'll monitor your vitals to make sure you don't go into shock,
and we'll get you to the hospital for surgery.
- I knew it wasn't right. Glen's just not the right one,
but everything was arranged, and all those deposits...
- Nothing good comes from bottling up your feelings.
They always find their way out somehow.
- Not if you're Polish.
- Hey Kookoo, just checking in,
see how smoky it was up there.
Let me know if you need anything, 'kay? Kisâkihitin.
- Hey, there you are.
Patient needs to be intubated. I want you to observe.
Thought you might like a preview of med school.
- And to show me how cool you are?
[chuckling]
I used to work with a doc who was scared to do these,
because if you screw 'em up...
He'd always page RT instead. - Just takes practice.
[air whooshing]
See, take the laryngoscope...
and you insert the blade.
Use the bracket to push the tongue out of the way.
Now inch your way down until you see the epiglottis.
That's the tricky part.
Carefully lift the epiglottis out of the way.
Blade goes into the vallecula.
And I insert the ET tube.
Now attach the BVM.
- Just that easy, huh?
- Ooh, no, not at first.
But if you want to start practicing now.
Can you get your hands on a dummy?
- Got a house full of 'em.
[radio static]
[Chopper over radio]: Hey, Emma. You there?
- Hey!
- What's the sky doing in North House?
You know, just checking for visibility.
- Yeah, um, it's kind of an apocalyptic pink?
It's my first real wildfire season here, so...
I'm a little bit nervous.
- It's scary the first time. But the reports say the fires
are headed away from you.
- Hey, it's really good to hear your voice.
Um... because I was wondering if you were you the crew that
picked up the runaway bride? - Uh. No, no, that was 922.
- Right. I was wondering if she might be willing to sell her dress for a discount.
- Heh... Right.
[door opening]
- Uh, gotta go, Ryan. - I need an enema kit.
- Hey, Isabelle. You okay? Do you need medical attention?
- I don't need your "medicine". That stuff doesn't work.
I just need an enema kit to clean out my dog's ears.
- Let me see.
- A lot of fuss for cheap embroidery.
In my day, weddings were simple.
Divorce too. A man came home to find his shoes waiting outside.
Pfft, he knew.
- Well, I can't spare an enema kit for a dog,
but would these work?
[door opening]
- Hey, Tansi!
I got you something special.
- Why'd you waste your money on this?
- So the dog stops stealing your bannock, Auntie.
- Awas, you. Drive me home.
- Okay.
[tense music]
- Let's get a bomber up to Bear River.
And we need somewhere to park this pumper.
- I don't care where you put it, just get it off my runway.
God damn it. Every year, we're overrun by nozzle jockeys,
strutting around, taking up hangar space.
- Fighting wildfires, saving lives?
- Whatever. Look. Av's doing interviews about Wheezer's crash
at North House today.
You're gonna do the smart thing, right?
Help us both out.
- Brad, you doubled the cargo.
You didn't care the straps weren't secure.
- And you walked away without telling anyone.
It's just as much your fault as much as mine, Lexi.
Which is why you're going to say that you loaded the cargo like normal,
and the straps were fine. Because if you don't,
we are both going down.
- I'll risk it. If I get fired, I'll go somewhere else.
- Oh yeah? Where? Portage, Spruce?
[gasps] Mountain Air.
I know guys at all those places,
and they're not gonna want to hire a pilot who won't have their back.
So if you ever want to fly again...
be smart.
- Captain Austen Bodie, this is Aviation Authority Representative Edwards.
Part of the team investigating William's crash.
- Captain Bodie, pleasure to meet you. Sit down.
I understand that you and your colleagues
got William out of the plane before it caught on fire. Well done.
- He'd have done the same for me.
- You're close with William Heaseman?
- He's like a brother to me.
He trained me, did my Line Indoc.
- And did you see him in the 12-hours leading up to the crash?
- Yeah, the night before, we stayed up late, we talked.
- And did you witness William consume any alcohol
or narcotics during that 12-hour period?
- What? Of course not. - You're sure?
- Wheezer wouldn't do that. He's a good pilot
- I just need to understand if there's any way
that he might have been impaired.
- No way. When it comes to flying, Wheezer's by the book.
His barbecuing, on the other hand...
[chuckling]
Sorry. That was inappropriate.
- When you arrived at the scene, what did you observe?
- O-GHR9 had gone off the west side of the runway.
The electrics were still running, and there was a ruptured fuel line.
- And what about Captain Heasemen?
- He was pinned against the control panel,
so we had to remove several boxes so I could
get him in a collar and out of the plane.
- Now, why did you have to remove boxes?
- The cargo had all come loose and slid forward into the cockpit.
- So would you say then that it looked like the cargo was not properly secured?
- Yes.
- Care to elaborate?
- No.
- I understand you loaded the cargo.
- That's right. I loaded the Caravan as per usual.
- And the cargo was within limits?
- Yes. - And were you able
to secure the cargo using the appropriate tie downs?
- Yes. The load was properly strapped down last I saw it.
- Sorry to interrupt. Constable Jennifer Lee, Northern Police.
- I thought this was an Aviation Authority investigation.
- Just sitting in.
- You were saying that the cargo you loaded
was securely fastened using appropriate tie downs, correct?
- Yes, I-- - Ms. Martine,
did you confirm the cargo matched the manifest?
- It's standard practice to cross-check all cargo with the manifest.
- But did you personally confirm that the cargo
on PAF O-GHR9 matched the manifest?
- Yes. They matched.
- What can you tell me about this?
- They taste good with rice? [chuckles]
- We found about a dozen cans of baked beans at the crash site.
Funny thing. Guess what's not on the manifest?
- Baked beans.
- How do you explain that, Ms. Martine?
- No idea. What I loaded matched the manifest.
- That's your official statement?
[sighing]
[breathing heavily]
- Hey. You okay?
- Yeah. Just low blood sugar. Never skip lunch.
- My focus was on Wheezer's...
Sorry, William's potential spinal injury.
- Was Jeremy Wood at the airstrip that day?
- Um...
There were a lot of volunteers from the community.
- And was Jeremy Wood one of them?
- Yeah, yes.
I'm sorry, what does this have to do with the crash?
- Ms. Roberts, when you arrived at the North House airstrip...
- Um, Wheezer was conscious, but disoriented.
Nurse Highway assessed his injuries while I assembled a staging area.
[pager beeping and buzzing]
Um, sorry, I'm on duty, I have a medevac.
- We'll call if there's anything else.
- 22-year-old woman, thrown from a horse. Appaloosa, I believe.
Beautiful animal.
No signs of internal bleeding or concussion,
she was wearing a helmet.
Needs to go to Thompson for imaging.
Patient is 20 weeks pregnant.
She'll need an ultrasound to confirm
no fetal or placental injury.
- Please. Just don't tell Bodie.
[tense music]
[fire crackling]
It's still safe to be flying in this? I can smell the smoke.
- It drifts pretty far.
But Chopper says the fires feel closer than they are.
- Kind of late for me to be worrying about safety now, huh?
I can't believe I was so stupid.
- Have you always ridden?
- Yeah, since I was 10.
It's my grandpa's horse.
I've known him for years, but I haven't been on for a while.
I guess I've just been so busy with work, and Bodie, and...
I guess I just...
Everything's been changing so fast,
I just wanted something that felt normal again, you know?
- You're allowed to want normal, Madison.
- But what if I hurt the baby?
- Let's take it one step at a time, okay?
[soft music]
- I know you didn't know.
About me or... this when you and Bodie...
- I, uh... I wouldn't have...
- I know.
If it wasn't for this, I...
I don't think Bodie and I would still be together.
It doesn't even really feel like we're dating anymore.
It just feels like we're playing house, or...
like, putting on a show.
[sighs]
If I lose the baby, I...
- Let's... Let's wait for the ultrasound.
One step at a time, right?
- Does Bodie know?
We have to tell him. That's his baby.
- Madison is the patient. And she has the right to confidentiality.
Who she calls, or doesn't, that's up to her.
[door slamming]
[engine starts]
[phone beeps]
[ringing tone]
[beeps]
22-year-old woman, 20 weeks pregnant,
suffered a fall from a horse. Vitals stable during flight.
- Wait! Come with me.
- Madison, I'm supposed to transfer care--
- Please. I don't want to be alone.
[phone ringing in distance]
[sighs]
[heart beating softly]
- I have a heartbeat. That's a good sign.
- I'm gonna call Bodie now that we know it's okay.
[breathing heavily]
- Okay, thanks for letting me know.
[phone beeps]
Hey. Heard about Madison. - Look, I know, okay?
Bodie's your friend, you don't think it was right to keep him in the dark.
- You protected your patient. Good work.
[indistinct background chatter]
- Have you had your interview with Aviation Authority yet?
- No, I had practicum today.
I'll go in tomorrow before I head up to North House for my day off.
- Okay, well, you should know that the police are sitting in,
and they're asking a lot of questions.
They asked me about Jeremy.
Don't worry.
I didn't mention anything about the night you sewed him up.
- Thanks.
[country music]
- Okay, is it just me, or is this place full of...?
- There's a reason we call wildfire time Snagging Season.
- Oh, yeah. [laughing]
- Everything alright?
- Peachy.
How small is the aviation industry?
Could one person torch your career?
- Before you came up here, we had this guy, Rossi.
Liked to sleep with people's girlfriends,
including his captain's.
No one would fly with him after that.
So he just decided he'd drive to the next town,
get hired there.
- And...?
- Last I heard, he's still driving.
- Hey. - Hey.
- You made it!
- How's Madison? - Good. She was in good hands.
- Does anybody need a drink?
[indistinct background chatter]
- So, what do we know about Transport?
- Still doing interviews tomorrow.
And I... kinda felt like they were trying to pin this on Wheezer.
- I'm sure they'll find whatever, or whoever, caused this crash.
- No, if someone's to blame for hurting Wheezer, their ass is mine.
- Two years. That's a long time to be up here.
- Yeah. It's starting to feel like home.
- Are there any good hikes around here?
- You like a casual stroll,
or something that takes a little more... effort?
[chuckles]
- I don't mind working for it.
You see, back in cadets, Nowak used to know all the good hikes.
These days, he's pretty much useless.
- I don't hike because I only have time for my job
and my other job.
[laughing]
- I still can't believe you guys are friends. I mean,
Eric's so charming. And you're... Nowak.
[chuckles]
- Don't let that stern Polish brunch daddy vibe fool you.
When I first started boot camp, I hated it.
I couldn't do any of the drills,
and all the other guys wanted to kick my ass.
Except Nowak.
He used to get up at dawn every day
to help me practice until I got it down.
- Still less painful than watching you drop your rifle
every five minutes. On my toes.
[phone ringing]
- And that's my mom.
She, uh, worries. I'll catch up with you later?
- You better.
[chuckles]
So what's his deal? - Don't waste your time.
- Why? Is he straight?
- No. He's just not for you.
- What's that supposed to mean?
Hey, I decide who's for me.
Thanks.
[sighs]
[tense music]
[fire crackling]
[sighs]
- It was clear the patient had a spinal injury,
and I did everything I could to keep Wheezer conscious and talking.
- And what was Jeremy Wood doing?
- Helping to get Wheezer out. - By moving cargo?
- Everyone was moving cargo.
There was imminent danger of fire.
- And can you describe the boxes Jeremy removed from the Caravan?
What they looked like, what was in them?
What happened to them after the crash?
- Wind's turned, fires are on the move.
We're getting dropped in to hold the line,
but North House needs to be evacuated as soon as possible.
- That's my community. - Go.
[tense music]
- We got everyone?
- One unaccounted for, I'll go get her.
- This is the last plane for North House,
then we're moving on to Deep Lake.
We've got hundreds of people to evacuate,
we can't stall.
- I'll bring her to the airstrip.
[tense music]
Isabelle, North House is being evacuated.
- I know.
- So we need to get going. The plane's waiting.
- I'm looking for my dog.
- The fires are moving fast.
If we're not there, they'll move on to Deep Lake.
- You go. I'm not leaving without Buttercup.
Buttercup! [whistles]
I usually find her hiding here,
after she steals the fish guts.
- Isabelle, we really need to get to the airstrip now.
- I spoiled the damn thing.
She can't take care of herself out here.
- I'm sure she'll be fine. When you come back--
- She was my husband's dog.
Roy's spirit still visits me,
and if I don't take care of his dog, he'll give me shit.
- No, no, no. They can't go yet. Wait!
Wait, stop! We're still here! [thudding]
Argh!
- Oh! You're gonna need some bear grease on that.
- That's beautiful.
I always wished I could be more artistic.
- Why can't you?
There.
That'll help with healing.
And I'll get the tea for the pain.
- Isabelle, how are we getting out of here?
The fires are headed in this direction.
- Holeh, settle down. When it's time, we'll go by boat.
- You have a boat?
- You didn't think there was only one way out of here, did you?
- Well, okay, great. Let's go.
- I need to find Buttercup.
- You love your husband very much.
[sighs]
- Once in a while, some old man will come around
and try to shack up.
But...
I never one time wanted to leave Roy's shoes outside.
- How did you know he was the one?
- Love isn't like that. There isn't a "one".
You choose someone to be with,
and then you're together as long as it works,
until you're not.
- How do you know if it works?
- My kookum always told me,
"Don't listen to your heart. Your heart can be confused.
And don't listen to your head, your head can be fooled.
Listen to your spirit.
Spirit always knows."
What does your spirit tell you?
- That we have to find Buttercup.
[chuckles]
[tense music]
[indistinct chattering]
- How's your COPD been with all this smoke, Wayne?
- It's crap. He's been wheezing a lot.
[muttering]
- Well, you keep an eye on him, okay?
Let me know if it gets any worse.
- Maskwa, astam.
Want to pass out these sandwiches out? Thanks, man.
- I'm always saying I want to see my aunties and uncles more, but not like this.
- Yeah. Wildfires never used to happen
when we did controlled burns. But what do our people know?
- How close are they to North House?
- Too close.
- They only get one bag. If the community burns, then...
- Hey, have you seen Emma?
- No, I'm the only nurse here.
- She was supposed to be on the last flight out of North House,
but it just landed.
You, uh, haven't heard from her at all, have you?
- No.
- Okay, we can fit eight, so let's keep it coming!
Hopefully, we can have you back in Deep Lake soon.
[speaking Anishinaabemowin]
- Alright, there you go.
- Here, watch your head, okay?
- Keep on coming, keep on coming.
Everything okay? - You came back.
- Sorry?
- You're Jolene's son.
You look just like her.
- Sorry. Guess I have a familiar face.
Uh, we've got people to board still, so...
Uh... Bags on the plane. Walk around the back to get on.
- Crystal! Uncle Wayne, he can't breathe.
- I called 911, but with the fires, I...
Just get here, okay?
- He's cyanotic. There's no time. Get him on his back.
[wheezing]
Okay, hold this over his mouth, 20 breaths per minute.
- No... - Yes.
Wayne, I'm going to put a tube in to help you breathe.
[tense music]
Okay, hold his head still. Yeah.
[tense music]
Here, yeah.
Okay, now hold this.
[soft music]
- Is he going to be okay? - The tube's in.
- Get him on Norepi, run an ABG.
Did you intubate this man? - Yes.
- You're not certified, Crystal. You haven't been trained.
- I know. - You could lose your license.
- I couldn't just let him die.
Are you going to report me? - You're lucky it worked.
- I saw something run this way. Buttercup!
[coughing]
[whimpering] Buttercup? Come here!
- Is that her?
- She won't move
- Probably spooked by the smoke.
[whimpering]
- Do you have any bannock?
- Oh, of course...
- Come on, you little thief. Yeah, good girl!
- That's my girl. - Good girl, good girl.
- Is this safe?
- Keep a grip, she hates water.
We'll go down-river, away from the fire.
[coughing]
[plane engine roaring]
[coughing]
- The last plane left hours ago.
- Emma? - Chopper!
[laughing]
Thanks, Chopper.
- And they all laughed when I did my Float Rating.
You guys okay?
- No. I need help getting on the plane.
Ooh... I'm taken, but I have a granddaughter who's available!
[chuckles]
[barking]
[tense music]
- Hoses off! It's spreading too fast!
At this rate, we could lose North House and Deep Lake.
We need a control line, box it into the river!
Start laying retardant 20 feet from the tree line.
All of this all needs to be cleared.
Eric, you're with me on explosives.
[Fire Captain]: Gotta clear anything that can burn
before the fire gets here.
I'll lay a line of C4 while you roll out the deck cord.
[Eric]: Line set.
Grounding.
- Careful opening the circuit.
Any stray spark or static electricity can set it off.
Phones and radios off.
[tense music]
[phone ringing]
Back away slowly.
[groaning]
Eric! Eric!
[Fire Captain]: He had his phone in his pocket. When it rang,
it created enough static electricity to set off the charges.
He pushed me out of the way.
- Okay, he's alive.
We have to cool him down, his skin is still burning.
- I'll get more saline from the truck.
- Nowak, help me cover his burns.
[groaning]
- You... I never gave you my number.
But you're here?
- Yep. Gotta say, Eric, shitty spot for a hike.
[chuckles]
[groaning]
Okay, you're going to be okay.
We'll cool you down, get some fluids into you.
Time to get you out of here. - No, no! I can't leave.
- Eric, you're severely burned, you need treatment.
- I can't leave my team.
- You're a liability, soldier.
You need to get out of the way so the team can finish the job.
- Okay.
[indistinct chattering]
- You get everyone out of North House?
- Wheezer, what are you doing here?
- All hands on deck, right?
Don't need a good back to help out in Dispatch.
Just a couple of ice packs.
Lynn's family, they're from North House.
They're my family too.
- Well, we got them all out.
We're evacuating Deep Lake now, then we're on to Black Tree.
- Don't let me stop you from being a hero.
Good work, Lexi.
- You hear about this bullshit with his crash?
- No, what? - Aviation Authority's
gonna hang it all on Wheezer. "Pilot error."
- They can't do that. - They'll pull his license.
He may never fly again.
- But it's not his fault.
[sighs]
Chief?
I need to amend my statement.
In the interview, I didn't tell the truth.
But you need to know the crash wasn't Wheezer's fault.
The plane was overloaded.
Brad told me to double the load on the sched,
but there was no way to secure it properly with the tie downs,
so I refused.
I thought I was doing the right thing, walking off the job,
but... That's all I did.
I knew it wasn't safe, and I just... walked away.
I should have reported it.
Instead, I let it happen.
- I see.
- I know you'll probably fire me. I accept that.
- What made you come forward now?
- Wheezer is a good pilot, sir.
He's a good person.
When any of us put on our gold bars,
it doesn't just mean we know how to fly a plane,
or that we put in our time on the ramp to get to a cockpit.
It means we will put the safety of everyone in the plane first.
It means we have integrity.
Even if you took my bars away now...
I don't think I would've been able to put them on again anyway, if I hadn't told you.
- That'll be all, Martine.
[indistinct chattering]
[laughing]
[indistinct chattering]
- Hey! - Kookum!
[dog whining]
- Isabelle is your grandmother?
- Yeah. We can never get her to evacuate by plane.
The first time she was on one was when she was stolen from her parents
and forced to a residential school.
- Well, come on! If you're serious about beading.
[phone ringing] - Hello?
[laughing]
The fire changed direction. North House is safe!
[cheering]
[sighs]
[siren wailing in the distance]
- You're obsessed with me.
- We had to see how you're doing after the surgery.
Well, I had to see. Nowak's here for your pudding.
[chuckles]
- Thanks for the tough love. - Any time.
- Did the line hold?
- Long enough for the fire to change directions.
You saved North House. [exhales]
- Scars are sexy, right?
- Oh, yeah, totally.
Especially that one right there, kinda...
looks like Italy.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
You can ease up on the daggers, I get it now.
Eric's a literal hero.
That's why you think I'm not good enough for him.
- I didn't say that. - Jesus. Really, Nowak?
You've been pretty clear you don't want me to date him.
- He's not good enough for you.
[upbeat music]
- There's PJs in the top drawer, and a toothbrush.
- Thanks for letting me crash here, by the way.
- Hey, it's the least I could do,
after what you did for Kookoo.
- How long until people can go back to North House?
- They'll start organizing flights back up
now that Fire's cleared it,
but it can take a while,
and a lot of people want to get home sooner.
But you're welcome to stay here as long as you want.
[door closing]
[Devon]: Hello? - Hey, it's me.
- Oh, hey! I didn't recognize the number.
- Oh, the internet's out, Dev.
We've had some really crazy wildfires.
North House actually had to be evacuated,
so I'm crashing in Thompson for a bit.
- Oh, wow. But you're good?
- Honestly, it was kind of amazing.
There was this woman and she didn't want to leave,
but then after, I got invited to sit with some of the women,
and now they're teaching me how to bead!
- Beading, like... making earrings?
What are you going to do, start an Etsy?
[scoffs]
- I should let you go, you're going to be late.
- Glad you're safe. Love you, Em.
- Love you too.
[phone beeps]
- You're not going home?
- I didn't want to wake Madison. She needs sleep.
- Hey, that guy, when we were evacuating Deep Lake,
he mentioned something about your mom?
Jolene, is that...?
I'm sorry, that's none of my business.
- Wait.
[sighs]
My dad was Jamaican.
My mom was from Deep Lake.
That's all I know about my birth parents.
That, and my mom gave me up the day after I was born.
So, when I was looking for places to up my hours,
and I realized Poplar Air was up here in Thompson, I figured...
Dumb, right?
- Did you find her?
- The band office tried to help, but I didn't even know her name.
Today's the first time I've heard it. And...
now that I know,
I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to do with that.
I can't be like them, abandoning their child.
- You should go home, Bodie.
Madison needs you.
And, uh...
You know, maybe...
...take her out on a date sometime.
- Have you slept?
- I heard med school can be tiring.
Might as well get used to it.
And I wanted to check on Wayne.
- He's stable. You saved his life.
- Look, I know I overstepped.
- You did. But I'm partly also responsible.
I showed you how to intubate.
I forget sometimes that you're not in med school yet.
- I like that you're pushing me. - It's not because I like you.
- Good to know.
[chuckles]
- I do care about you, Crystal.
But the reason I push you
is because you're incredibly talented.
- Ms. Highway?
I'm sorry we didn't get the chance to talk yesterday.
I was hoping you could spare me a few minutes now.
- It's not a great time. - Just a few questions.
You and Jeremy Wood grew up together.
Would you say you were close? - I wouldn't. Not anymore.
- Hmm. I understand you're studying to be a nurse practitioner.
So you'll be able to write prescriptions soon?
- What's this got to do with the crash?
- I know what Jeremy is doing, what he's bringing up here.
- Okay, yeah. He brings things into the community.
Alcohol is not illegal. - Dealing Oxy is.
Call me if you think of anything that might be relevant.
- Jesus, Jeremy.
- Wheezer.
Man, you leaving? - You just missed Pierce.
Guess who's not responsible for the crash?
[laughing] - No shit.
- Yeah, the plane was overloaded,
the cargo straps weren't secured properly.
Poplar Air, they're gonna take a hit on a load fine,
but it's no pilot error. - I knew it!
I knew they couldn't keep a good driver down.
When are you back? - Soon as I ditch the sticks.
Just figured I should probably re-stake my claim
before some dumb greenhorn tries to scoop it.
Hey, would you look at that?
That's my lucky sock.
- I didn't know you had a lucky sock.
- Well, anything I wasn't wearing during the crash
is lucky.
[laughing]
- Glad to have you back, man. It, um...
It wasn't the same without you around here.
You miss it?
- Honestly?
I'm just glad to be home with Lynn and the kids.
I used to think that flying was my life.
But I think there's more important things to live for, you know?
[soft music]
- There's the head, and here are the baby's feet.
- They're huge.
- I'm sure they get that from you.
[laughing]
[heart beating softly]
- That's our baby.
- I couldn't let them hang it on Wheezer.
- Yeah, sure, you, uh... did what you had to do.
- Yeah. And I'm keeping my job.
- Cool. So am I.
Two-week suspension.
With pay. [laughing]
Turns out it's real hard to find good Lead Hands around here.
See ya around!
[sighs]
- Get some sleep? - Barely.
You know, I don't think I'll ever get used to shift work.
What are you working on?
- Some women from North House are teaching me.
I know, it's, um... It's a little bit rough.
- Yeah, that is not good.
[chuckles]
It's pretty cool you're learning, though.
That's a big deal, getting included in something like that.
[birds chirping]
Oh.
- I'm sorry. I can't be doing this. I have a fiancé.
- Right. Yeah, yeah, of course.
[breathing heavily]
- Oh crap.
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