Dawson and Casey’s apartment: front door
Casey: Hey, come on in.
Dawson and Casey’s apartment: living room
Severide: Hey, Kelly.
Dawson: Hey.
Severide: Wow, uh... New place is nice.
Dawson: Ah.
Casey: Come on. Guest bedroom's this way.
Severide: Hey, uh... Thanks for this.
Dawson: Yeah, no worries. I'm glad you're here.
Dawson and Casey’s apartment: Severide’s room
Casey: Yeah, so here's your room and... Spare sheets and blankets.
Severide: Uh, thanks. It's just for a little while.
Casey: Long as you need.
Dawson and Casey’s apartment: living room
Dawson: All right, I'll see you after work?
Casey: Yeah.
Dawson: It's good he's here. Makes all the difference when you have someone to talk to.
Casey: Or drink beer with.
Dawson: Hands off.
Firehouse 105: kitchen
Dawson: Hey, guys.
Tommy Welch: What's this?
Dawson: Zombie dust pale ale. I got it when the distributor came by my bar. Thought I'd pass it on to you guys.
Tommy Welch: Why?
Dawson: To be honest I'm just trying to kiss some ass, 'cause Chief Boden put my paperwork through, and I will be starting here at 105 next rotation. So I'll see you in two weeks.
Tommy Welch: All right, you were honest, so I'll return the favour. If nobody here is jumping for joy it's 'cause the last candidate we had, there was a little hazing. She got up in arms about it. Caused some serious problems.
Dawson: Oh. I've worked at a firehouse a long time. Bring it on.
Tommy Welch: Top shelf.
Dawson: Yep. Well, enjoy. See you soon.
Firefighter: Yeah, I'll take six right here.
Molina: Gimme one of those.
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Boden: If the doctor is concerned, we should be able to get an appointment soon… Well, then you let me talk to her… Donna… All right, fine. If you think that's best… Uh, I'll... I'll check in on you later. Yeah, love you.
Severide: Hey, Chief.
Boden: Kelly, how are you doing?
Severide: I'm good, thanks.
Boden: You ready to be back at work?
Severide: If I wasn't, I wouldn't be here.
Boden: Kelly, listen. You do know that there is grief counselling available?
Severide: I'm good.
Main: Ambulance 61, Truck 81, Squad 3, boat accident, 22nd and Canal.
Firehouse: garage
Newhouse: Hey, look who finally came down from the mountain.
Mills: Oh, I've never seen him before.
Capp: Are you sure you remember how to do your job, Lieutenant?
Severide: Forgetting is better than never knowing, Capp.
Mills: All right.
Parking
Claudia: Oh, help! Oh, please save them! Hold on, honey!
Boden: Stand back, ma'am. Give us some room.
Claudia: It's all my fault. I left the truck in drive!
Casey: You have to give us room so we can lift this trailer up.
Claudia: You don't understand! My daughter is in there! My daughter!
Elena: Mom! Help me!
Boden: What's your daughter's name?
Claudia: Elena.
Boden: Elena, some fire fighters are on their way. Stay as still as you can.
Elena: Okay.
Severide: Mills, wrap a sling around this frame.Capp, get the winch cable ready. Let's go!
Boden: Come on, chop-chop!
Severide: All right, Tony, take the winch cable back slowly till we get some tension in the line… Okay, we're good, case.
Casey: All right, Cruz, let's go.
Cruz: I'm through.
Casey: One, two, three.
Boden: Watch his head.
Dawson: That's gonna be the ambulance.
Severide: Elena, we're coming down to get you.
Boden: Down on Severide.
Severide: All right, down.
Casey: Down on Newhouse.
Severide: All right, all right. Newhouse, see if you can kill the engine without moving the truck.
Newhouse: Right.
Severide: Okay, Elena, I know you're scared, but I need you to trust me, okay?
Elena: Okay.
Severide: Okay? Okay, lock eyes with me. You good? That's good. Slowly give me your right arm. That's good. Real good. Okay, work your way up. You're doing great. I want you to lunge into my arms, okay?
Elena: Okay.
Severide: Okay, ready? One, two, three. Haul up! All right, nice work. You're doing great. All right.
Elena: Mom! Mom.
Claudia: Elena.
Boden: Welcome back, Lieutenant.
Firehouse: cloakroom
Mills: Most of the people you track down at your second job... Not too happy to see you, huh?
Newhouse: Nope.
Mills: What about long lost family members? How does that usually turn out?
Newhouse: Well, I guess it would depend on why they're long lost to begin with… I got my daughter a cell phone. Now she's calling me every five minutes.
Firehouse: kitchen
Brett: Hey, Lieutenant. I just wanted to formally introduce myself. I'm Sylvie Brett.
Severide: Kelly Severide.
Brett: Yeah, I've heard a lot about you. I just want you to know I'm really honoured to be on Ambo 61.
Severide: Well, welcome aboard.
Firehouse: dormitory
Herrmann: The more I think about it, the more I like the idea of you two guys getting in on Molly's II.
Cruz: Terrific.
Herrmann: All right. So now I got an idea how to convince the partners, mainly me. And it came from this show that Cindy and I used to love to watch, The Apprentice.
Mouch: You're fired!
Herrmann: Right. So how about this? I give you and Cruz the rights to the name Molly's II, and you guys have to come up with a way to make money using that name.
Cruz: Like a tryout?
Herrmann: Like a challenge.
Cruz: Works for me.
Mouch: Let's do this.
Cruz: You're on.
Casey’s office
Dawson: It's gonna be very weird leaving here. I'm ready for this, right? I can do this. I'm ready for Austin.
Casey: You're more than ready… Bet the first thing Walsh puts you through as a candidate, stair drills.
Dawson: You think?
Casey: How about a training session tomorrow after shift?
Dawson: Sure, I mean, I did pretty well on stairs all through academy, but...
Casey: Yeah, but...
Dawson: Yeah, I'm always up for more training.
Casey: Good.
Street
Erin Lindsay: Hey… Glad you called.
Severide: I, uh... I went off the grid for a while. I didn't reach out to anybody.
Erin Lindsay: You don't have to explain anything… Kelly, I'm so sorry about Shay.
Severide: Yeah, thanks.
Erin Lindsay: How you holding up?
Severide: I'm good. I just wanted to let you know that I was back in town… Maybe you want to get together sometime.
Erin Lindsay: You want to grab a drink after shift?
Severide: I can't tonight. I told Capp and some of the guys that I was gonna get together with them but...
Erin Lindsay: All right.
Severide: Soon.
Erin Lindsay: You just let me know. I got to head back.
Rodger’s house
Rodger: Can I help you?
Mills: Uh, yeah, maybe you can.
Rodger: So what do you want?
Mills: I'm looking for a Leonard Mills.
Rodger: Cody, lock Digger in your sister's room… Go ahead.
Mills: I'm Peter Mills. Leonard is my grandfather.
Rodger: What are you talking about?
Mills: Henry Mills is my dad.
Rodger: You got the paperwork to prove that?
Mills: No. No, not on me... I just want to talk to Leonard if he's here.
Rodger: He's not.
Mills: Look, I'm telling the truth, but if you want to check it out, be my guest. Just give my information to Leonard. Tell him I came by… Thank you.
CFD Academy
Casey: Here's the drill. I want you to hustle up those stairs to the roof, grab the roll of hose, bring it back down, fast but secure. I'll be timing. Okay.
Dawson: All right. Got it.
Casey: Ready? Go. Let's go, let's go! Move it!
Roof
Dawson: Oh, my God.
Casey: Gabby... Will you marry...
Dawson: Yes! Yes, yes, yes!
Dawson and Casey’s apartment: bedroom
Casey: Morning.
Dawson: Check it out. Some crazy guy proposed to me last night.
Casey: Hmm, really? I hope you took some time to think about it.
Dawson: Oh, my God.
Casey: What?
Dawson: There is no way that Severide didn't hear us last night.
Casey: Oh, he didn't. Never came home. Bed wasn't slept in.
Dawson: Well, do you think he's... Do you think he's okay?
Casey: He said something about meeting Lindsay yesterday. Probably stayed at her place.
Dawson: I'm really glad. I'm really glad that that's still a thing, so he doesn't have to... Deal with everything solo… I'm sorry. I'm sorry, it's just... It's just nuts the way this wave of it just suddenly hits me.
Casey: Hey, hey. You got to talk to me when that happens. What do you think this thing's about? It's not just the free sex, lady.
Dawson: Okay. Just the thing is this morning when I woke up, my first thought was I can't wait to tell Shay.
Casey: She helped me buy the ring. She was really happy for us.
Firehouse: kitchen
Herrmann: Hey, who we got here?
Newhouse: Oh, this is my daughter.
Naomi: Naomi. Nice to meet you.
Herrmann: Hey... Christopher. Glad to have someone with manners in the house.
Newhouse: Baby, go do your homework, okay? Chief, my daughter's school is off this week, so she's gonna be hanging out here, if that's cool. She's been around firehouses. She knows how to stay out of the way.
Boden: Well, I hope so. This is a workplace.
Herrmann: Don't worry. He'll be fine with it. Something's been going on with him the last few days.
Newhouse: Yeah.
Casey: Looks like you and Lindsay had a late night.
Severide: Something like that. Hey, um... What happened at the academy?
Casey: Me and Dawson are officially engaged.
Severide: Aghh! Congrats, man.
Casey: Thanks.
Severide: That's great. I'm happy for you.
Casey: Yeah.
Severide: We're... Yeah, we're trying to keep it on the QT till her transfer comes through.
Casey: Yeah, no, I won't say a word. Thanks.
Herrmann: What concerns me is I don't see anybody's nose to the grindstone. I made it clear that I wanted to hear the proposal no later than Thursday.
Mouch: Can we do Friday?
Cruz: We will be ready on time.
Herrmann: I hope so. Or else I'll have to reach out to other interested parties.
Cruz: Roomie, you gotta help me and Mouch put this thing together.
Otis: Why would I get in the middle of it?
Cruz: Because you're a Molly's owner and you got stake in it too. Come on, man, be our rabbi on this.
Otis: I guess, you know, on a purely advisory capacity.
Mouch: Guys, I'm working on a presentation that's gonna knock Herrmann's socks off.
Otis: Yeah.
Mouch: Trust me, it's taken care of.
Ambulance 61
Dawson: What?
Brett: It's just you've been smiling since we got on the rig this morning.
Dawson: Casey and I got engaged last night.
Brett: Shut up! For reals?
Dawson: For... For reals.
Brett: I had no idea that you were... Wow, congratulations.
Dawson: Thanks, Brett. Yeah, we're not telling anyone yet, since married couples can't work together. But as soon as I get to Austin, we'll spill.
Brett: I am great with secrets. Don't worry.
Main: Main to 61, Truck 81. Man down, corner of Ashland and 17.
Brett: I know exactly where that is.
Street
Brett: I live right over there.
Dawson: Are you serious?
Brett: Yeah… What do we got?
Dawson: He's cyanotic. Barely breathing. Pinpoint pupils.
Brett: Does anyone know what this guy's on?
Dawson: Most likely heroine or oxy. I'm gonna prep the naloxone.
Brett: Hey, hey, hey, get your hand out of there.
Man 1: Don't you touch me.
Brett: Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy. Back off, give us some space.
Dawson: Hey, hey, hey!
Man 2: Hey, what's in the needle?
Dawson: Give me some space or this guy's gonna die.
Casey: Hey, beat it!
Man 1: Let's go!
Victim: What the hell?
Brett: You're all right. We gave you a shot of naloxone.
Victim: Hold up, what? Ohh... Man! I want my high back.
Dawson: Okay. Let's go to the hospital and get you checked out. Let's go, come on.
Mouch: Well, I'm certainly not gonna chase him down.
Dawson: You really live around here?
Street
Brett: The landlord just wanted one month's rent for a security deposit, which was key for me… Hey, Hector, do me a favour and don't urinate in the entryway anymore. Use the alley… Okay, thanks.
Brett’s house
Dawson: Come on, Brett. You can't live here. Oh, this is great.
Brett: Right?
Dawson: Yeah! Hardwood floors, original detailing.
Brett: Come on, I'll give you the tour.
Dawson: Wow, you must, uh, must really trust your neighbours.
Brett: I still need to set up a checking account here. Here, see the kitchen.
Firehouse: kitchen
Boden: Casey, Dawson, can I talk to you two, please?
Firehouse: hallway
Boden: Chief Tiberg of CFD headquarters just called. Wants to see you after shift.
Casey: You're getting your shield.
Dawson: When? Now? I thought that was happening in two weeks.
Boden: Well, maybe he's pushing your start date up, so... Go get 'em.
CFD: hallway
Dawson: Hey, Lieutenant.
CFD: Chief Tiberg’s office
Dawson: Hey, Chief Tiberg, good to see you.
Joel Tiberg: Good to see you, Dawson. Have a seat... I'm afraid I have some bad news. The transfer to 105 didn't go through.
Dawson: What?
Joel Tiberg: There's nothing personal about this, but 105 has filled their candidate slot.
Dawson: I don't understand. I... I was told that they were holding the slot for me.
Joel Tiberg: Apparently they found somebody they felt was a better fit.
Dawson: Let me guess... A guy.
Joel Tiberg: The department does not permit gender to be a part of these decisions. Lieutenant Welch is well aware of that. As long as there are no problems, your hat will go back into the ring for a candidate position somewhere else. Are there any problems?
Dawson: No, sir.
Joel Tiberg: Good. But you should know it might be some time before a slot opens up.
Dawson: I understand. Thank you, Chief.
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Boden: Tiberg should've told me that this was coming. I feel responsible. I asked you to stay at 51 longer.
Dawson: Chief, staying at 51 after losing Shay... I wouldn't have had it any other way. The truth is Welch was never gonna let another woman in that slot.
Casey: You dodged a bullet not going to Austin.
Boden: I am going to talk to some of the chiefs. I'm gonna reach out, shake up some trees and maybe something else will come up.
Dawson: We'll see… Thanks, both of you guys.
Firehouse: hallway
Naomi: Uh, Lieutenant? Can I ask you something?
Severide: Yeah, what's up?
Naomi: How come my dad isn't in any of these pictures? I mean, he's been here for a while now.
Severide: Uh... There he is, front and center.
Naomi: Oh, yeah. Thanks.
Firehouse: garage
Mills: Ma.
Ingrid Mills: I got your message. You went to see your father's family?
Mills: Yeah, I tried. It wasn't the warmest reception.
Ingrid Mills: I wish that you had come to me first.
Mills: Why would I do that, ma? Every time I mention them, you just me shut me down.
Ingrid Mills: These are not people that you want to know, Peter. Your father chose to put all this behind him years ago. Why do you want to dredge it back up?
Mills: Because, ma, I want to know.
Ingrid Mills: All right… As soon as your father's family found out he was marrying a black woman, they tried to stop it. Henry's parents, the way that they treated me, the things that they said... I think they were just trying to hurt me badly enough I would run away from your father.
Mills: I'm sorry.
Ingrid Mills: No, don't be… Just... Try and understand. Your father and I, we didn't want that poison anywhere near us or our children.
Mills: Come here… I'm sorry.
Firehouse: dormitory
Naomi: Daddy.
Newhouse: Look, you promised me you'd sleep, Naomi.
Naomi: I will. But I've decided I'm not going to go on the D.C. trip with my class.
Newhouse: Yeah? And when did you decide that?
Naomi: Today.
Newhouse: Hmm. Well, there's still another couple of months, okay? We can think on it.
Naomi: But if I go, there won't be anyone here to keep an eye on you.
Newhouse: Well, maybe I was looking forward to a few days without your prying eyes, huh?
Naomi: Yeah, right. But... If I wasn't here to remind you to be careful on the job, you might forget.
Newhouse: I would never forget that. I promise… Fine. Maybe I will stick around for a bit. Move over.
Naomi: Suit yourself.
Firehouse 105: garage
Tommy Welch: Oh, here we go.
Dawson: Don't worry. I'm not here to get all hysterical on you. I just wanted to let you know that you just made the biggest mistake of your career, because I am a great firefighter. And I would've worked my ass off to make sure that Austin became the best damn firehouse in Chicago… But I'm gonna go do that for another house instead… Your loss, Welch.
Molly’s
Herrmann: Hey, hey! Knock it off!
Severide: Hey, we're just playing around. Hey, you know, I got a question for you. You are making a killing on this place. You know something I don't understand... Fill the damn snack bowls to the top. What are you doing? Fill these things up!
Herrmann: How many has he had?
Otis: Many.
Severide: Wow. There's no pretzels. There's just peanuts. You could put cashews, all other kinds of treats to eat at the bar. There's lots of... Hey, there she is.
Brett: Hey.
Severide: Come on over.
Brett: Uh, Herrmann told me to come by, so...
Severide: I bet. Grab a seat. Make yourself at home.
Herrmann: Hey, Brett, thanks for coming by.
Severide: What are you... What are you drinking?
Brett: Vodka and cranberry, please.
Severide: No, no, that won't... She doesn't want that. Uh, uh... Two scotch and sodas. Wow.
Brett: What?
Severide: It's crazy, right? I mean, come on. Hey, Herrmann, I'm not the only one who sees it, right?
Brett: See what?
Severide: Herrmann, what the... I ordered some drinks. Where are the drinks?
Herrmann: I think you had enough.
Severide: What? Come on, man, what are you talking... I'm not driving. Don't worry about it. Don't worry about it.
Herrmann: I'm your friend, and I'm telling you I think you had too much to drink. There's people that you work with here.
Severide: What are you talk... Her? What are you talking? I'm just busting... I'm just playing around. I'm just having fun. I'm just getting to know her. We're...
Brett: Let me find, uh... Let me find you a cab.
Severide: That's funny. That's funny. Are you guys... You putting me on? Guys, I'm sitting down. I'm having a drink. I'm gonna enjoy myself, and all of a sudden it's an intervention?
Herrmann: No, no, no, no, come on. It's just your buddies wanting to make sure you get home safe. Come on, Kelly, let's go.
Severide: You know... You know what? Brett, come on, you and me, we're going over to Game Day. It's at the end of the street. We're gonna go. We're gonna have a blast.
Otis: Game Day burned down, men.
Severide: Oh, yeah. Um... Town Lounge… Anybody? All right, fine. Later.
Herrmann: All right.
Firehouse: locker room
Brett: How you doing, Lieutenant?
Severide: Good.
Firehouse: toilets
Casey: Hey.
Herrmann: Hey. Severide still staying at your place?
Casey: Yeah. Why?
Herrmann: Eh, he was in Molly's last night, ten sheets to the wind. He say anything about it?
Casey: No, didn't see him. Figured he's been crashing with Lindsay.
Herrmann: Yeah, guys on first watch said he came in last night after bar time. Went to sleep in the bunk area till shift started. Second time this week.
Casey: Hmm.
Herrmann: I'll check in with him.
Casey: Yeah.
Herrmann: Thanks, Herrmann.
Casey: Yeah.
Firehouse: kitchen
Cruz: This game is ridiculous...
Herrmann: Guys, heads up. Presentation will be at Molly's after shift tomorrow.
Mouch: Sounds great. We'll be there.
Cruz: Hey, we're gonna hear that pitch first, right?
Mouch: Oh, I'd... I'd rather keep it fresh.
Otis: Fresh? No, I'm the rabbi on this. I want to hear what the pitch is.
Mouch: All right. Fair enough… Follow me.
Firehouse: briefing room
Mouch: And that is how we will cross-pollinate, bringing these dual tracks together to form a single potent revenue stream whose synergy will enhance both the status and the financial base of the Molly's brand.
Cruz: I didn't understand a damn word you just said. And I don't think you did, either.
Mouch: I have a glossary in here.
Otis: Oh, the humanity.
Cruz: We're cooked.
Mouch: Hold on a minute. What... What I presented was a blueprint for success in any entrepreneur... Herrmann worships Donald Trump.
Otis: Mouch... All Herrmann wants is a cool idea about how to sell more beer and burgers. Do you have a plan for that?
Mouch: No.
Firehouse: Severide’s office
Casey: Hey, you want to get some dinner tomorrow after shift?
Severide: Let's do it another night. I'm meeting up with Lindsay again.
Main: Ambulance 61, Squad Three, Truck 81. Victim injured in utility vault.
Land
Casey: Fire department!
Severide: Where's the victim?
Casey: Who called it in?
Severide: Let's spread out, take a look around.
Capp: Hey, over here.
Casey: Guys, can you hear me?
Newhouse: The victim on top is breathing. I can't get a read on the one under him.
Severide: There's not enough room to get down there and carry them up. Mills, we can lower you in upside down, get the victims handcuffed to some webbing, we'll pull them up.
Mills: Got it.
Newhouse: Casey, right there. Check it out.
Casey: Top victim's holding a cell phone. He must be the one who called for help.
Mills: But if he was okay when he called, how is he now unconscious?
Dawson: Hey, they could've hit a gas pocket. They could be asphyxiated.
Severide: Let's mask up.
Mills: Yeah.
Boden: I'm gonna need a Hazmat and two backup ambulances at 8922 65th Street.
Severide: It's up… Stop. You ready?
Mills: Yeah.
Severide: Winch line comin' down!
Pipe
Mills: We're good to go!
Land
Severide: Okay.
Dawson: Get him on oxygen and the monitor. Make sure his O2 sats are good.
Brett: Got it.
Severide: Hang on, Mills, okay?
Pipe
Mills: Take it up!
Land
Severide: Okay, second victim, ready to go.
Dawson: No pulse. He's not breathing.
Severide: All right, Mills. We're bringing you up… Mills!
Boden: Pull him up fast.
Severide: Get him up, damn it! Go! Mills!
Casey: The line's stuck.
Severide: Mills!
Boden: Come on, pull harder!
Severide: Mills! If his mask gets knocked loose and the gas gets to him...
Casey: Here, I'll try and unsnag him.
Boden: Hold him, hold him, hold him!
Severide: Come on, Case.
Casey: He's loose.
Boden: Pull him up!
Casey: Hang on, Mills.
Boden: Mind his head. We got him, got him, hold on.
Casey: All right, I got his feet.
Dawson: All right. Mask was secure. Breathing normally.
Severide: What the hell happened down there, Mills?
Mills: I don't know, I... Started getting hard to breathe, I... I must've blacked out.
Newhouse: Maybe his SCBA malfunctioned because he was upside down.
Brett: Whatever it was, his vitals are stable. He's okay.
Boden: Glad you're all right, Mills.
Mills: Yeah.
Boden: Capp.
Capp: Yeah.
Boden: Check out that equipment when we get back to the house.
Firehouse: kitchen
Cruz: Okay, so how do I get that colour here?
Naomi: You need to click on that guy there, and that's where the paintbrush is.
Newhouse: It's time to go.
Cruz: Oh, oh, cool. Oh, no, no, please brother, please. You're killing me. Just... Just let her stay a little longer.
Newhouse: I'm sorry, Cruz. We got to hit the road.
Cruz: Fine.
Newhouse: Pack up your stuff, baby.
Naomi: Okay. And don't hit exit without saving.
Firehouse: hallway
Newhouse: Chief, look, I wanted to thank you for letting Naomi stick around.
Boden: She seems like a very nice girl.
Naomi: Bye.
Cruz: Bye.
Newhouse: Yeah. Well, there's nothing better. You'll see. Let's go, baby.
Naomi: Let's go.
Newhouse: You had a good day?
Naomi: Yeah!
Newhouse: Yeah? You like the station?
Firehouse: hallway
Brett: Hey. Thank you for emailing those apartment listings.
Dawson: Oh, yeah, I thought I'd give it a shot.
Brett: I'm good where I am. Hector's actually a better neighbour than most I had back home.
Dawson: I was looking out for you.
Brett: Thank you. You're my first friend in Chicago.
Dawson: You know that?
Firehouse: garage
Mills: Hey, you do a check on the SCBA?
Capp: Yeah, I couldn't find anything wrong with it.
Outside the firehouse
Rodger: Wanted to let you know I talked to the old man. He's willing to see you.
Mills: He's willing to see me? All right, you go tell Leonard Mills... In fact, you tell anybody in Joliet with the last name Mills... They can go to hell.
Molly’s
Herrmann: Okay. Wow me.
Cruz: I would like to take you through a quick proposal I put together. The most successful new segment of of the food service industries today... Food trucks. All right, food trucks are much cheaper than restaurants to start up, so upfront costs are much lower. Oh, and I did a little research, um... Total revenue for food trucks was $804 million in 2013, and it's projected to grow to $2.7 billion by 2017.
Mouch: Low initial risk, always a solid investment strategy.
Cruz: Now our plan is to turn Molly's II into a mobile go anywhere business that can supply everyone from tailgaters at soldier field to students at UIC. So while we're making tons of cash we are letting everybody know the name of the best damn bar in the city.
Mouch: Oh, my God. He's giving you the move... The rarely seen double overhead shacka!
Cruz: Yeah? You like it?
Herrmann: I love it!
Otis: Cruz! You did it!
Herrmann: Oh, hey, look at that. Oh, boy. Jeez Louise. Holy smokes!
Chicago Med: exam room
Boden: Um... Um... Um, excuse me, I'd just like to understand why our baby has been put on the high risk category and what we can do about it.
Dr. Pierson: Your wife's age, medical history are the primary reasons. And there are some markers that we need to keep an eye on.
Boden: What... What does that mean? How are we going to move forward?
Donna Robbins: Honey, let the doctor finish.
Dr. Pierson: The most important thing to understand is this doesn't mean that anything is wrong. Today's ultrasound will give us a clearer sense of how things are developing… Here we go. Here. Well, so far, so good. All these measurements are right where we like them to be.
Donna Robbins: Look at that.
Dr. Pierson: Already an active little one.
Street
Severide: Erin, hey! Listen, I... I messed this one up. My bad. I was on my way. I stopped at the bar to watch the Cubs. Ugh, I just lost track of time.
Erin Lindsay: It's okay.
Severide: Yeah?
Erin Lindsay: Look, Kelly, you and me, we're cut from the same cloth, all right? I've been where you are, and I know how hard it is, and I know you got to do whatever you got to do to deal with it. So I will be here for you as a friend, but I will not be the girl sitting alone in a restaurant waiting for you.
Severide: She was my... She was my best friend.
Erin Lindsay: I know.
