Firehouse: toilets
Severide: Hey. I… I just got a text from my guy down at the dock. Looks like those hinges you ordered finally came in. Should keep us on schedule.
Casey: Great.
Severide: Hey, how you feeling?
Casey: I can honestly say this is the first day I've felt 100%.
Severide: Glad to hear it.
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Firehouse: lounge room
Katie: Hey.
Severide: Hey.
Katie: I was hoping I could talk to you for a second? I need some advice.
Severide: What did Otis do?
Katie: It's not that.
Severide: Good.
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Firehouse: Severide’s quarter
Severide: What's going on?
Katie: So my boss is opening a new restaurant in New York. And he wanted me to go help set it up.
Severide: Great.
Katie: Permanently.
Severide: Permanently? Sounds like a great opportunity.
Katie: It is. Yeah, it is. It's just... Like, you and I are working on this brother-sister thing and... And I just started seeing Brian who is incredible to me and... If I want this... Am I being Benny?
Severide: Katie, wha... No. No! Hey. Not at all.
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Firehouse: garage
Dawson: Glad to see I can leave 51 and everything's gonna be just where I left it when I get back.
Mills: Yeah, it has been a slow shift.
Capp: We've only gone out twice.
Dawson: Oh, be glad. It is cold as hell out there. You guys seen Otis and Herrmann?
Mills: Inside. Come on, Ton'.
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Firehouse: common room
Dawson: Oh, my God! What is that smell?
Mouch: Impending gastric distress.
Cruz: Ha, ha. Very funny.
Dawson: Cruz is cooking? Since when?
Herrmann: Since Mills jumped the Squad, and we haven't gotten a replacement candidate. We all drew straws.
Otis: We all lost.
Cruz: Hey! This is authentic Dominican cuisine, all right? Just because you can't appreciate the aroma doesn't mean that the taste isn't gonna blow your hair back, huh? Just got to broaden your horizons a little.
Herrmann: Yeah, broaden them all the way to Manny's for a Reuben sandwich.
Cruz: Ah? Authentic, right?
Dawson: Oh, it's definitely something… Ugh… So, what's up?
Herrmann: Well... Since we're gonna have to be doing some repairs to Molly's, maybe now is the time to make some modifications moving forward.
Otis: Exactly. It's the perfect time to add a little stage area and get some karaoke action going.
Dawson: Well, I always thought that Molly's would benefit from, like, a more intimate, upscale vibe, right? Softer lighting, maybe a few tapas on the menu.
Herrmann: I think we're getting ahead of ourselves here.
Dawson: Why can't we mix things up a little bit?
Otis: What's the point of changing anything then?
Herrmann: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa. Where are our manners? We've got a fourth partner now. What do you think, Shay?
Shay: Thank God.
Dispatch: Truck 81, squad 3…
Dawson: Hey, you guys mind if I ride along?
Shay: Of course not.
Dispatch: Single car accident. Vermont and 127th street.
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Intervention
Firefighter: There's a guy still in there.
Severide: Get back!
Boden: That's gonna come down. Everyone watch working underneath.
Severide: Ah, he's pinned in. Pop the window.
Casey: Otis, get that crowd back. Ladies and gentlemen, let's move back. Come on. Clear the area so the men can work.
Woman: Somebody's hurt real bad over here!
Dawson: Hey, Shay, Rafferty. We got a victim.
Rafferty: The driver must have hit her. Dispatch, we're gonna need another ambo at Vermont and 127th.
Gatins: It was Jimmy Boylan! He was drunk off his ass.
Shay: Back up, sir. Back.
Capp: Pulse is strong.
Severide: Mills, grab the jaws.
Mills: Yeah.
Boden: Everyone, get clear!
Mills: Whoa!
Severide: What?
Mills: This guy's hammered.
Severide: Come on.
Mills: You got him?
Dawson: You know, maybe you should check her Glasgow coma scale.
Casey: The grid's out, Chief.
Boden: Yeah. And this weather, people without power are people without heat.
Casey: Not to mention the wolves come out when the lights are off.
Boden: Yeah. Stick with me… Can I have your attention, please? At this point, we have no way of knowing how long it will take to get the electricity back on. So anybody who needs a safe place to ride out this blackout, you're more than welcome to come join us at Firehouse 51. We have our own generator, and we can provide hot food, a warm place to stay, and safety… Thank you. Let's go.
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Firehouse: bullpen
Boden: Generator's fine. Something wrong with the furnace.
Casey: When it switched from regular power, it might have shorted. We'll take a look.
Boden: Okay.
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Firehouse: hallway
Casey: Hey, do you know where I left my toolbox?
Severide: Yeah. It's in your locker. It's where you've kept it for the past five years.
Casey: Right. Right.
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Firehouse: common room
Reporter: Our Four News chopper was in the air to capture the blackout as it happened. If you look in the upper right-hand corner of the screen, you'll see a small, blue flash.
Mouch: Look! Look! Look! Look!
Reporter: Authorities of Commonwealth Edison said this was likely the cause of the blackout. A spokesperson at ComEd said they don't know how long it will take to restore the power.
Boden: I expect everybody to pitch in, once again show this neighbourhood how important they are to us.
Mouch: You got it, Chief.
Dawson: Hey, Chief. If you don't mind, I'd... I'd like to stick around.
Reporter: The latest breaking news here with the Chicago blackout. Don't forget...
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Firehouse: garage
Mills: You can go right on in there, guys. There's some blankets, everything you need, okay?
Dawson: Can I help you?
Maggie: Oh, I'm sorry. We don't know where to go.
Dawson: Oh, of course. We'll get you set up.
Maggie: My husband has emphysema.
Sam: I told you, I'm fine.
Maggie: Hush, Sam.
Sam: I don't know what she'd do if she didn't have me to worry about.
Mills: Well, now she has us to do it for her, huh?
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Firehouse: electric room
Severide: Hey, the damn pilot went out, and, every time I relight it, the whole system shuts off.
Casey: All right. Let me take a look… Hmm… Well, the couple is loose… Hand me a, um... Thing.
Severide: What? A what?
Casey: The metal thingy.
Severide: Yeah. Screwdriver? Wrench?
Casey: Crescent wrench. Yeah… Thank you.
Severide: You talked to Dawson?
Casey: About?
Severide: Your memory problem?
Casey: I told you. I'm getting better.
Severide: Doesn't look like it from here… You need to talk to someone. If you're uncomfortable with Dawson because you two are dating...
Casey: No offense, but the last thing I want from you is relationship advice.
Severide: I'm not talking about your relationship. I'm talking about your head.
Casey: There we go.
Severide: Yep.
Casey: Ta-da. Thanks for the help.
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Firehouse: bullpen
Dawson: Hey, that Rafferty sure is gruff, huh?
Mills: I didn't notice. I'm pretty sure everybody likes her.
Dawson: Well, she's been throwing me the stink eye. I mean, what does she want? Half the city blacks out, I'm not supposed to pitch in? That's what I do.
Mills: I'm sure it'll be fine.
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Firehouse: Boden’s office
Mills: Hey, guys, you can't be in here.
Gatins: No sweat. We're leaving.
Mills: Cool.
Gatins: I swear to you, Vince, he's here. Boylan's brother Tommy is here. I wouldn't have called you if I hadn't seen him.
Vince Keeler: He by himself?
Gatins: Looked it to me. What are you gonna do?
Vince Keeler: Say hello.
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Firehouse: common room
Katie: Did someone call in the cavalry?
Cruz: Oh. Oh, thank God. I'm about two boatloads shy of not feeding anyone.
Otis: Hey, you got my text.
Katie: Yeah. I came right over. Brought everything in my mom's pantry… No.
Cruz: Okay, so, I didn't get a chance to go to the store today. So we're a bit S.O.L. Unless your mom had two fish and three loaves of bread.
Katie: What are those?
Cruz: Oh, well that's first watch and third watch, so we can't... Right.
Otis: I'll go grab the bolt cutters.
Katie: Hey, I need to talk to you later.
Otis: Okay. Everything all right?
Katie: Yeah… All right, let's get all the chips and dip out on the table and people can graze until we get some soup going.
Cruz: Boom. Boom.
Mouch: And this is where we keep the pots and pans and big ol' knives and whatnot.
Cruz: Whoa. What are you doing?
Mouch: Well, the kids are scared. I thought I'd give them the tour and make them feel safer.
Cruz: Knives?
Mouch: I haven't done this in, like, 35 years.
Cruz: Yeah. Okay. Look, I'll tell you what. Just take them out to the apparatus floor and have them play cornhole until I get Katie set up. And then, I have something special for everyone to see, huh?
Mouch: Back the way we came. Through those doors. Here we go. Who's with me?
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Firehouse: garage
Boden: How's that pedestrian doing you guys ran to Chicago Med?
Rafferty: She coded twice along the way. It's doubtful she'll survive the night.
Shay: But in case you're wondering, the drunk that hit her is gonna be just fine.
Boden: Yeah.
Mouch: That's an ambulance, go to the front of that. I want to show you guys something. You're gonna love it… Right this way.
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Firehouse: common room
Severide: Can't get away from here, can you, sis?
Katie: Why would I want to?
Severide: You tell him yet?
Katie: Later.
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Firehouse: lounge room
Dawson: There you go. Warm and toasty.
Casey: You're still here.
Dawson: Yeah, I told the chief I'd hang out and help out a little bit.
Casey: Great. Hey, you got any aspirin?
Dawson: What? Why? Are you feeling the...
Casey: It's the headache. People get them all the time.
Dawson: Right. Yeah. Um, I actually do in my purse.
Casey: Cool.
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Firehouse: common room
Cruz: Look at this. Pasta... Pasta...
Clarke: How we looking?
Cruz: We're not gonna have enough. Whoa. Hey… You know Houk's grocery up the road? 51's been buying there for years. Old man Houk, he lives above it.
Clarke: Okay.
Cruz: See if he'll open and get as much beef and beans as you can… Oh, and he's not too good at hearing, so keep on knocking until he answers, all right? He owes us.
Clarke: Yes, sir.
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Firehouse: entrance
Boden: Donna? Good to see you.
Donna: Thought you might need some extra blankets.
Boden: Thank you.
Donna: Plus the power is out in my building. No surprise.
Boden: I'm sorry to hear that.
Donna: It's nasty out there. Kids are running wild. I saw people walking in and out of that electronic shop on 136th carrying out whatever wasn't bolted down.
Boden: Stay here with us tonight.
Donna: Yeah?
Boden: Definitely.
Donna: Well, I promise not to distract you.
Boden: Well, I hope that's a promise you don't keep.
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Firehouse: common room
Boden: Excuse me.
Severide: Put the knife down, buddy.
Vince Keeler: Oh, no, no, no. You stay out of this! You stay the hell out of this. This kid's drunk brother put my niece in a coma!
Severide: Listen, listen. I'll tell you one more time. Put the knife down and get the hell out of here… You need to leave now.
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Outside the firehouse
Vince Keeler: You. You're a dead man.
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Firehouse: common room
Boden: You okay?
Severide: Yeah.
Boden: Um, I apologize for that. Rest assured that we will make sure nothing like that ever happens again… You keep your eyes peeled. Anyone acts the least bit aggressive, you do what Kelly just did and you throw their ass out in the snow… Good job.
Severide: Hey. You all right?
Katie: Yeah. I'm just freaked.
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Houk's grocery
Clarke: Mr. Houk… Mr. Houk! Hey, could you come to the door, please? It's important, Mr. Houk.
Mr. Houk: Power's out. We're closed.
Clarke: Here, I'm from Firehouse 51… We've got a bajillion people down there and they're all looking for soup. Joe Cruz said you might be able to help us out… Thank you, sir.
Mr. Houk: That Joe Cruz uses guilt better than any mom I've ever met. I've given him more discounts than I know what to do with… What do you need?
Clarke: Sir, we need... We need some beef and some beans.
Mr. Houk: I got a couple a cases of beans you take back there in the storeroom. But you got to get 'em. My back ain't so good no more… And I'll wrap up some of this meat for you.
Clarke: Thank you, sir. Back here?
Mr. Houk: Yeah.
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Firehouse: entrance
Severide: Hey. How'd you do on smoke drill today?
Dawson: Uh, 740.
Severide: You fail the physical test, you can't re-take it till the next round, Dawson.
Dawson: I know, I know.
Severide: 740 won't cut it.7
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Firehouse: hallway
Dawson: Hey, have you been around Casey today?
Severide: Yeah, why?
Dawson: Um, he was complaining about a headache. Come on, if you know something, you gotta tell me.
Severide: He says he's fine, but I'm not so sure. His... Memory's off.
Dawson: Yeah.
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Firehouse: bullpen
Maggie: Oh, miss, miss. Something's not right. Even with the oxygen, he doesn't sound good.
Sam: I can hear you. And I'm fine.
Dawson: All right, Mr. Danvers, um... I'm gonna take a look just to be safe, okay? Sit up for me, please.
Mills: Here.
Dawson: Thank you.
Mills: I got you.
Dawson: Take a deep breath for me, please… Again again.
Maggie: Well?
Dawson: Well, given his condition, his respirations are in normal range.
Mills: I know that there's a lot going on around here, but you guys get some rest, both of you.
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Firehouse: hallway
Herrmann: Hey, Shay, wait up!
Shay: Hey!
Herrmann: Hey. Can I talk to you for a sec?
Shay: Sure. What's up?
Herrmann: Okay, well, first off, I just want to thank you again, sincerely, for bailing Molly's out. You know, without your help we were goners, you know?
Shay: Yeah.
Herrmann: And I just want you to know how much it means to me. I love that bar, Shay. I mean, I really love it.
Shay: Yeah, absolutely. No sweat.
Herrmann: And there's just one more thing. I really want to stress to you how important it is that, you know, Molly's remain what she is. You know, good old-fashioned neighbourhood bar, and I think that trying to make her into something that she's not would be a huge mistake.
Shay: Right, yeah. Look. But I... I'd really prefer to be a silent partner on this, so...
Herrmann: But you're the deciding vote, okay?
Shay: Okay.
Herrmann: And you really like what I said, right?
Shay: Yeah. Yeah. It's good.
Herrmann: Oh, excellent!
Shay: Yeah.
Herrmann: Excellent. Hey.
Shay: Yeah.
Herrmann: Thanks for hearing me out.
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Firehouse: entrance
Lindsay: Hey.
Shay: Hey.
Lindsay: I'm looking for Chief Boden.
Shay: Yeah. Over here.
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Firehouse: Boden’s office
Lindsay: It's a madhouse out there. Trust me. We're calling in every off-duty officer we've got. The looting two blocks from here is out of control.
Boden: We understand.
Lindsay: That's actually not why I stopped by. We've got an informant inside the Keeler family. A bunch of bad-egg bruisers that cause mayhem on the South Side. Apparently one of your guys went toe-to-toe with Vince Keeler about an hour ago.
Severide: Guilty.
Lindsay: All right, well, Vince is the worst of the bunch. Twice called up on murder charges, but the cases didn't make. He did a stint in Cook County for assault and battery for breaking a guy's jaw, but that's the only case that ever stuck.
Severide: Great.
Lindsay: I got word from my C.I. that Vince came back huffin' and puffin' that he's gonna kill a fireman tonight.
Severide: I'll take my chances.
Lindsay: All the same, I'm gonna have an officer parked outside.
Boden: Thank you.
Lindsay: Absolutely. Chief, you have my number. Guys, if anything jumps off, just call me… Now, which one's the kid that he went after?
Boden: There.
Lindsay: All right. I'm gonna take him back to the district with me for safety concerns. Thank you. Will you walk me out?
Severide: Yeah, you got it.
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Firehouse: bullpen
Mills: You okay?
Tommy: My brother... He's the one that...
Mills: I heard. But we don't know what happened and that's for other people to decide. And you had nothing to do with it… Okay?
Lindsay: Hey, Tommy. I'm Detective Lindsay. I'd like you to come with me. We're going down to the district office, keep you safe tonight.
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Outside the firehouse
Lindsay: Listen, don't try to take this guy on again...
Severide: Kelly.
Lindsay: Kelly. From what I hear, you humiliated him. He's not gonna forget that, and he's not gonna fight fair, so if you see him again, I want you to call me, or Antonio or any of us. I mean it.
Severide: I will.
Lindsay: All right… Let's go… Hey, guys. Just post up here. Make sure nobody shady comes in. Thanks.
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Houk's grocery
Mr. Houk: We're closed.
Corbin: That's cool, pops. We don't plan on buying nothing.
Mr. Houk: What... Unh!
Corbin: Why'd you make me do that, fool? Just grab the stuff and go.
Clarke: Hey! Hey! Get out! Come on, man. It's gonna be all right, okay? Put some pressure on that wound, okay? Come on. Come on! Damn it. Gah.
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Firehouse: garage
Peaches: Good evening.
Boden: Ladies, welcome to Firehouse 51.
Peaches: Thanks. Where the food at?
Boden: One second, please… While we are more than happy to provide you with food and shelter for the night, I want to make it perfectly clear. There is to be no business conducted in this firehouse.
Peaches: Are you out of your mind?
Pink: Like we really gonna do business in a damn firehouse.
Boden: Kitchen. Through there.
Peaches: The nerve.
Pink: Okay?
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Firehouse: common room
Otis: Hey.
Katie: Hey.
Otis: You doing okay?
Katie: Yeah. I mean, there's never a dull moment around here, right?
Otis: Oh, yeah, unless you're talkin' to Mouch about parliamentary procedure and union meetings.
Katie: Hmm.
Otis: So, what'd you want to talk about?
Katie: I just wanted to let you know... Tonight's the night.
Otis: You mean...
Dispatch: Truck 81. Squad 3. Engine 51. Ambulance 61. Battalion 25. People down, unknown causes. 4702 Hellman Street.
Boden: Everyone, please move away from the truck and the bay doors. We have to get these vehicles out. Thank you.
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Intervention
Casey: Uh, where's the call?
Boden: This is the address.
Neighbor Woman: Hey! Hey, we don't know what happened to them.
Neighbor Man: We tried knocking on their door. When no one answered, we looked in the window.
Boden: Dispatch, we have four victims down. Unknown causes. We're gonna need two additional ambulance units at 4702 Hellman.
Dispatch: Copy that, Battalion.
Severide: Carbon monoxide! Almost 800 parts per million here! Let's move!
Dawson: Check for a pulse and get 'em on o2 immediately.
Rafferty: Hey.
Dawson: I'm sorry. It's just you weren't moving fast enough.
Rafferty: If we're gonna have a problem we can discuss it afterward.
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Houk's grocery
Clarke: Hey, Mr. Houk, look at me, look at me. You got a first aid kit?
Mr. Houk: No.
Clarke: You're okay… You're okay. I'm gonna take care of you. I'm gonna give these to you. You need to push down, okay?
Mr. Houk: Okay.
Clarke: Huh? You're doing great. Here, put this on, put this on. Take a breath. You're good. You're good. I need you to hold down nice and firm, okay? All right, look at me. Look at me. Hold tight, hold tight… Okay, okay, put it on. This is gonna hurt a bit… You're good. You're good, you're good. You're good… Hold it. Look right at me. Look at right me. Good job. You're doing good.
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Intervention
Rafferty: Both breathing.
Shay: How are mom and dad?
Casey: They're gone. Carbon monoxide readings were off the charts. Kids must have come in and found 'em afterwards.
Rafferty: All right. There's nothing we can do about that. Let's get these kids out of the cold into the hospital.
Dawson: I'll stay here. Ride back with Truck.
Rafferty: Good idea.
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Firehouse: entrance
Otis: She said tonight's the night. Her words.
Cruz: Whao!
Otis: Have you ever done anything in the firehouse?
Cruz: You mean with someone?
Otis: You're sick.
Cruz: Oh, wait. You haven't?
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Firehouse: lounge room
Mouch: Oh, all right. Okay. Guys?
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Firehouse: bullpen
Boden: Hey.
Donna: Hey.
Boden: How's it going in here?
Donna: Folks are happy to be warm… You have a nice house here, Wallace.
Boden: Yeah… I'm gonna go check on some things.
Donna: I'm gonna help pass out food.
Boden: Yeah. Thank you.
Donna: Yeah.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Mouch: Is this your card? Come on. How is that... He said he'd be here in just a minute.
Cruz: Okay, kids! It is time for the amazing Joe Cruz and his... Animal friends! Well, let's see… Huh? Huh? Huh? Just gotta tie off that right there, and I just... Oh! Okay. Tell you what, guys. Mouch, maybe you could help me out with this...
Mouch: You bet.
Cruz: A little bit, huh? You know, you gotta stretch it real good. That's the only way they'll blow.
Mouch: Just like this? Back here?
Cruz: Yeah.
Mouch: A little further?
Cruz: Put this right here.
Mouch: Like that?
Cruz: Yeah. That's good. Aah! Ugh!
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Firehouse: hallway
Dawson: Hey, listen… Olive branch fully extended. You were right. I was wrong.
Rafferty: You don't think I know what shoes I gotta fill? The only one more loved around here than that damn dog is you. And trust me, I've heard it from everybody… But that's what I walked into and I'm dealing with it, but it isn't gonna help me when you tag along on runs and you cross-examine my every move.
Dawson: No. Yeah… Done.
Man: Help! Help! Something's wrong.
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Firehouse: bullpen
Sam: I don't know what happened. She just collapsed. You gotta help her, please.
Dawson: She's not breathing. Stay here.
Sam: Oh, Maggie.
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Firehouse: hallway
Dawson: Watch out! Watch out! Hey, there's a woman coding in the bullpen! I'm going for the monitor…
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Firehouse: garage
Dawson: Damn it!
Mills: Hey. Come on. Let's go.
Dawson: Get it.
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Firehouse: hallway
Mills: Clear a path!
Dawson: Watch out, guys. Watch out. Watch out.
Mills: Watch out. Clear all.
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Firehouse: bullpen
Rafferty: Her breathing is agonal. We got to bag her.
Dawson: All right.
Mills: Let's back it up, folks. Let's give them some room to work. Okay? Okay, sir. Right here. Sir.
Dawson: How do you want to do this?
Rafferty: Hand me the pads. Take over chest compressions.
Sam: I told her to rest. I told her to stop fussing.
Rafferty: Good… She's in v-fib. Okay, everybody clear! Shocking… She's still in v-fib. Going again.
Sam: No, Maggie. No, you can't leave me.
Rafferty: You can't leave me! Everybody clear! Shocking.
Mills: Emergency lights finally kicked in.
Rafferty: I've got a rhythm and a pulse. Come on.
Dawson: Thank you.
Rafferty: Heart attack. Let's go.
Dawson: Hey, she's gonna be okay, Sam. Come on… Let me drive you to the hospital.
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Firehouse: common room
Severide: Casey, grab your tools. Boden wants us to check on the generator.
Casey: Yeah.
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CMED
Sam: Maggie?
Shay: Oh, she's fine. Pulse rate's stable. Blood pressure back to normal. They have her in five.
Sam: Thank you. Thank you so much.
Dawson: Oh, actually, Rafferty should get the credit. She's a great paramedic/
Sam: I can't thank you enough.
Rafferty: It was my pleasure, sir. Let me take you to her.
Shay: That's nice.
Dawson: Deserved.
Shay: Yeah.
Dawson: Hey, listen. While I got you, I was just wanting to make sure that we're on the same page about Molly's. I don't think I'm being unreasonable by suggesting that we should consider a more upscale crowd. I mean, it can't hurt to elevate the beer and baseball crowd, right?
Shay: Yeah. Yeah. That's a good point. Yeah.
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Outside the firehouse
Severide: Looks good to me. There's plenty of fuel… What?
Casey: My big crescent wrench is missing.
Severide: You sure you put it back?
Casey: Yes, I'm sure, Severide. I put it right on top where it always is… Fuel filter's clogged… All right. Fire it up.
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Firehouse: lounge room
Kid: Yay!
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Firehouse: bathroom
Boden: All right. I thought I made myself very clear... I'm sorry. I thought... I thought... Excuse me.
Otis: Oh, God.
Katie: Otis...
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Firehouse: hallway
Otis: Oh, hey.
Shay: Hey.
Otis: Wait up.
Shay: What's going on?
Otis: While I got you, I was wondering what you think about building a karaoke stage at Molly's?
Shay: What? So you can sing, or...
Otis: What? No. I mean, maybe to get things started, but listen, those things are supposed to do, like, gangbusters.
Shay: Yeah.
Otis: Anyway, just think about it.
Shay: Cool.
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Houk's grocery
Clarke: Listen, I think you're out of danger, but I need to head back to the firehouse and get an ambulance over here. Can you hold on for a few minutes without me?
Mr. Houk: Yeah.
Corbin: Step aside, Mr. Fireman. We gonna get what's ours.
Clarke: All right, all of you need to go right back where you came from.
Man: I don't think so.
Corbin: Man, what you gonna do? Take on all of us.
Clarke: You first… Come on.
Corbin: Hey, man! Go! We gotta go!
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Street
Atwater: Hey! Everybody disperse this area immediately!
Clarke: We need an ambulance. Stab wound, upper abdomen.
Burgess: Central, we need an ambulance. 1427 racine. Stab wound.
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Houk's grocery
Clarke: You're gonna be all right.
Atwater: You okay?
Clarke: Yeah, I'm fine.
Atwater: Sir, you're gonna be all right. Help is on the way.
Mr. Houk: Thank you, son. If it weren't for you...
Clarke: You just hang in there, Mr. Houk. Everything's gonna be fine.
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Firehouse: bullpen
Casey: It was a filter clog, Chief. My fault. I should have checked it way back when the weather turned, but I had other stuff going on.
Boden: Doesn't matter. As long as it's working now.
Casey: Right.
Lindsay: Hey, Chief. I just heard chatter from my C.I. that Vince Keeler sent somebody over here to rough up Kelly.
Boden: Okay.
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Firehouse: garage
Man: Yo, man, come on.
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Firehouse: hallway
Casey: Hey!
Lindsay: Drop it! Put it down or I swear I will put you on the floor.. Get up! Get up!
Severide: Hey.
Lindsay: Put your hands on the wall!
Severide: You... You okay?
Casey: Yeah. Used up another one of my nine lives.
Severide: Pretty sure you're in double-digits, man.
Boden: You got him?
Lindsay: Yeah.
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Firehouse: hallway
Mouch: The grid's back on.
Boden: My God. What a night. Okay. Let's help these people out of here. Get 'em back to their homes.
Lindsay: I'd like you to come down to the district until we can snatch up Keeler.
Severide: What's that gonna do?
Lindsay: We've got ways of letting people know when to back off.
Boden: Yeah.
Lindsay: All right. You all right?
Casey: Yeah.
Lindsay: Yeah.
Boden: Hey. Yours.
Casey: Thank you.
Boden: You okay?
Casey: Yeah.
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Firehouse: Boden’s office
Otis: Hey, Chief, I just want to say I'm sor... Right. I, uh...
Donna: Yeah?
Boden: I never thought I'd get another chance at something like this.
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Firehouse: garage
Cruz: Balloon animals, I'm telling you, I gotta work on them.
Mouch: Nah. No. They're as good as they need...
Outside the firehouse
Mother: Thanks so much for looking after these two. They slept like babies after you tired them out.
Mouch: Our pleasure.
Casey: If I have to tell you I'm fine one more time, it's not gonna be fine.
Dawson: Look, Severide... He told me that you've been forgetting things.
Casey: I have a pounding headache. I could barely remember my own name… What else do you want?
Dawson: I just want... I want you to be honest with me.
Casey: Listen, if something serious is going on, you'll be the first person I tell.
Herrmann: Hey, Dawson! Come here for a sec?
Dawson: See you at home.
Casey: Yeah.
Herrmann: All right. Listen. We were just going over a plan to do the whole...
Otis: Hey. Hey. What plan?
Herrmann: Nothing. So, we talked, and...
Otis: No. No. We talked and Shay's on board.
Dawson: On board with what? Your bad idea to have karaoke night?
Otis: Hey.
Herrmann: Guys... That's not any dumber than your idea to turn it into some hoity-toity hipster bar.
Dawson: Okay, let's see how Herrmann's plan of the status quo's gotten us. A crowd of dead-beats and jack-ups.
Shay: Guys, guys, guys.
Otis: Serious...
Shay: Look, I do have a vote here, okay? And no one's bothered to ask what my plan is, so I have two words for you... Lesbian night.
Otis: All right.
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Street
Katie: Hey, Brian. Where are you? I thought you said 7:00. Oh, oh, no, no, no. I'm... I'm sure you're right. Okay. I'll talk to you soon. Bye.
Vince Keeler: Go, let's go!
