Tommy drives his truck down his street, and realizes that there are a bunch of fire trucks and other emergency vehicles parked in front of his house. He stops the truck and runs over to Janet's house, which is on fire. Chief runs out and grabs Tommy, pushing him back from the house. Chief says that they brought Tommy's kids over to the ambulance, and that they're all right. Once Chief gets Tommy back near the ambulance, he admits that the kids are dead, and that Janet is too, because "nobody helped them." He adds that it was an arsonist. Chief and another firefighter are unable to restrain Tommy, who runs over to the police car, where the arsonist is sitting in the back seat. The cop tries to restrain Tommy, but Tommy pounds on the window and yells at the arsonist to look at him. The arsonist pulls down the hood on his sweatshirt and...it's Tommy! Which was not really that shocking.

Also not shocking? That the whole first scene was a dream. Tommy wakes up in the firehouse as the alarm goes off. Franco asks Mike if this is his first "West side highway call," and explains that they get a lot of them. Tommy explains that kids from Jersey come to Manhattan to go to the clubs, and then drive home at top speed to try to make curfew. Mike asks why they don't put cops out there. Franco says you can't keep kids from doing what they want, and Tommy adds that it "keep the population of Jersey in check, which I think we're all in favor of." Bill walks by, laughing uproariously. Franco tells him that it wasn't that funny, and Bill says that he was laughing about something else. Bill? Losing it.

In the truck on the way to the accident, Garrity asks Chief if he read about the guy in the paper. Chief thinks he's talking about the guy in Queens who ate his in-laws. Garrity says that some guy from another house retired and came out of the closet, and says that there's "a secret society within the brotherhood of the FDNY" and that "twenty guys that died on 9/11...were gay." Lou wonders how you prove that twenty of the dead firefighters were gay. Tommy says that you look at a poster of all the dead firefighters and pick the twenty best-looking guys. Tommy's theory is that the gay guys always claim that "handsome sons of bitches" like "Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt" are gay, but they never want to claim "Donald Trump or Dennis Franz or Jim Belushi." Clueless Mike asks, "Donald Trump's gay?" Everyone just looks at him, and Tommy deadpans, "Get out of the truck."