- Hey, guys, I need you
to move these trucks.
You're blocking
our exit path.
- Parked over as far as we can.
Only other option
is the street.
- Street works.
Probably for the best.
Something on your mind,
Lieutenant?
- Uh, yeah.
- Listen, Captain Delaney,
we appreciate you taking us in
while our house
is being fumigated.
- As if we had a choice.
- And I'm sorry if you felt
disrespected earlier.
But you heard Chief Boden.
51 was first on scene.
It was well within my purview
to retain command.
- Still need you
to move these trucks.
- No, you don't.
- Looks to me like you're
intentionally blocking us
so you can be first
on the scene again.
- Oh.
- Hey.
You know, maybe you should
stop worrying about
getting your picture
in the paper,
and focus more
on saving lives, huh?
- You mean like the driver
of the electric vehicle
this morning?
- That's exactly who we mean.
- The one trapped
inside a burning car
while you were arguing
over jurisdiction.
- Right.
The one you couldn't save.
- Hey, hey, hey!
- You think
you could've done better?
You think
you could've saved him?
- Enough.
- Huh?
[dramatic music]
♪
- Did you not hear
a word I said?
- It's all good, Chief.
It won't happen again.
- It better not.
But since you two clearly have
a problem with sharing command,
I can't stick
around and babysit.
I'm leaving Captain Delaney
in charge while I am gone.
Is that understood?
- Yes, Chief.
- [softly]
51 is a guest here.
Act accordingly.
- All right, then.
Let's move these trucks
to the street.
♪
