Park
Severide: A long weekend every now and then wouldn't phase.
Brittany Baker: Yeah, of course.
Severide: Awful… You okay?
Brittany Baker: Oh, I think I heard something pop.
Severide: Hey! Hey. You faker.
Brittany Baker: Go back to the apartment? Come on.
Severide: Why don't you ever answer your mom's call?
Brittany Baker: I talk to her plenty.
Severide: Hey, I have Thanksgiving off. Why don't we go to Florida and meet her and your dad?
Brittany Baker: No, I don't want to go home for Thanksgiving.
Severide: You don't? Well, I just figured... I got to meet the in-laws sooner or later.
Brittany Baker: I mean, my parents aren't even there. They go on this carnival cruise thing every year with their friends. Let's just stay here. Just you and me.
Severide: Okay.
Brittany Baker: Good.
Severide: Okay.
Casey’s car
Dawson: Hey. Before we transform into candidate and lieutenant, give your girl a kiss.
Parking
Hermmann: Morning, lovebirds.
Firehouse: kitchen
Cruz: Morning.
Brett: Hi… I love this stuff. Never had it before I got to Chicago and now I am obsessed.
Cruz: Yeah, I...
Brett: I actually looked up a bunch of sriracha recipes. You can make extra spicy buffalo wings with it, and that sounded really good. And you can use it to make ice cubes in margaritas and bloody marys. How cool is that?
Cruz: Pretty cool. So...
Brett: See, this is why I love cooking. You get creative, you can go anywhere with it.
Cruz: Speaking of going anywhere, how about we, uh, grab some drinks after zumba tomorrow?
Brett: Sure. We can meet up at Molly's.
Cruz: Um... I was actually thinking just... You and me… A date, uh... I'm asking you on a date.
Brett: Cruz, I... Joe, I don't... You're one of my only good friends here in Chicago. Let's not mess that up, okay?
Main: Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61. Vehicle accident, 6000 West 18th Street.
Street
Casey: Hey.
Driver: I don't know why the safety shut-off didn't work. I didn't even know about the leak till some drivers started honking at me.
Casey: What are you transporting?
Driver: Hydrochloric acid. I put down some sandbags to try to contain it, but... All right, clear the area, right away.
Casey: Get these people back. Let's get back!
Severide: We have a hydrochloric acid spill. We're gonna need level-two Hazmat response. Set up a decontamination area.
Casey: Fog line, scrub brushes, and containment pools.
Severide: Hey guys, suit up. Gonna have to block off these sewers with an earth dam. See what you can dig out from around those trees, all right?
Capp: All right.
Casey: We need to set up a hot zone extending to the far sidewalk. No one goes inside the zone without SCBA and protective gear… We have to enlarge the containment zone.
Herrmann: Dawson, what are you doing?
Dawson: Check out that dump truck… Hey! Hey! Hey hey hey hey!
Boden: Casey, Hazmat will be here in five. Hold on a minute… Is that Dawson driving that truck?
Herrmann: Yep, it is.
Severide: Almost there! All right, Chief, we got the valve closed shut. It should be good until the chemical company gets here.
Boden: Copy that.
Chief Jones: Looks like you guys have this under control.
Boden: Uh, yeah, uh, area is isolated, we've contained the spill. We're gonna stay on scene until the response team neutralize the acid.
Chief Jones: Shouldn't your candidate be in protective gear?
Dawson: The driver raised the chute for me. He showed me how to release the sand...
Casey: We'll talk at the firehouse.
Firehouse: kitchen
Severide: Hey.
Brittany Baker: Hey.
Severide: What brings you here?
Brittany Baker: Came to dognap this thing. She's kind of the greatest.
Severide: You came for the dog? Really?
Brittany Baker: No. 24 hours is a really long time.
Severide: Yeah, tell me about it.
Brittany Baker: And you guys were gone a long time and I think I've looked at pretty much every picture and plaque on these walls. You guys like to memorialize everything.
Severide: Yeah, firefighters love to get nostalgic.
Brittany Baker: I don't think I saw any pictures of Shay.
Severide: Down at the end of the hall.
Brittany Baker: Will you show me?
Severide: Yeah. Come on.
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Boden: Was Dawson following orders when she drove through the hot zone with no gear on?
Casey: No, sir.
Boden: The other chief at the scene, he asked me why you were going easy on your... Candidate. I know you don't want those kind of questions raised. If you are not comfortable talking to Dawson about her actions today, I am more than happy to have that conversation with her.
Casey: I'll take care of it, Chief.
Mouch: Wanted to see me, Chief?
Boden: Yeah, I was notified this morning that you never got your final follow-up exam with your eye injury.
Mouch: No worries... This baby blue's working just fine.
Boden: Yeah, the department, they need the paperwork. Otherwise they're gonna sideline you, so go see the doctor now and get it done.
Mouch: You got it, Chief.
Firehouse: hallway
Brittany Baker: You never talk about her.
Severide: You never talk about Kathleen. I kind of thought that was the deal.
Brittany Baker: Yeah, I guess so.
Severide: Hey. I want to show you something later, if you're up for it.
Brittany Baker: Sounds mysterious. I'm in.
Firehouse: briefing room
Dawson: I know I should've run the dump truck by you first, but you were on the radio and I had to act fast.
Casey: If you can't get my go-ahead, you don't do it. You ignored my order. No one in the hot zone without protective gear.
Dawson: Well, I was more on the perimeter of the hot zone...
Casey: Gabby, it's one thing to go off book when you're the P.I.C. on ambo, but you're part of a team now. Under my command. Following orders is not up for debate.
Dawson: I understand… But I did keep the acid from spreading. That was pretty cowboy. Give me that at least.
Casey: That is exactly the kind of attitude that could get us in serious trouble. Already might have, considering another battalion chief was there at the scene, saw it all go down. Would you have ignored Boden's orders like you did mine?
Dawson: Matt, come on...
Casey: Gabby. What you did today crossed the line and made fools of both of us, and if it ever happens again, I'll be forced to kick you off truck for good. Do you understand that?
Dawson: Yes, Sir.
Firehouse: bathroom
Mills: Everything okay?
Dawson: Yeah... Yeah, yeah. I was just, uh... Thinking about if I wanted to take a shower. Can't really make up my mind.
Mills: Okay... I'll leave you to it then.
Practice
Mouch: You guys still using glass eyes these days?
Dr. Lu: No, last 50 or so years most artificial eyes are made out of high-tech plastic. Can you look up for me?
Mouch: They look as good as the glass ones?
Dr. Lu: Better.
Mouch: Hard to believe. That Peter Falk, you know, Columbo?
Dr. Lu: Can you look down, please?
Mouch: Sharp-looking guy and he had a glass eye.
Dr. Lu: Well, looks like your eye healed up very nicely, Mr. McHolland. You are good to go.
Mouch: Thanks, Doc. As my pops used to say, I owe you a steak dinner.
Dr. Lu: I'd love that. How about Friday night? I can get the paperwork done, I'll bring it with. There is that new place on Rush, Leone's?
Mouch: I... Oh, no.
Firehouse: garage
Cruz: What's wrong, Mouchie? They didn't clear you for duty?
Mouch: Guys, I don't know what happened. I was just being friendly, asking about glass eyes... Which is a bona fide interest of mine... And all of a sudden... I have a date.
Herrmann: What?
Mouch: I was simply expressing gratitude for how well she fixed me up and I said, "I owe you a steak dinner," and then she says, "let's go out Friday."
Cruz: So you asked her out to dinner.
Mouch: It's an expression!
Otis: It is?
Herrmann: Is she attractive?
Cruz: Herrmann, Mouch is spoken for.
Otis: You can't blame Mouch for this.
Cruz: Why?
Mouch: Yeah, why not?
Otis: 'Cause he's got momentum on his side. Nothing succeeds like success.
Cruz: Oh, so nothing fails like failure? Is that what you're saying?
Otis: What? No, no, I'm just saying, now that Mouch is a taken man, he's like catnip to other women.
Herrmann: I'm a taken man, I ain't got no lady doctors throwing themselves at me.
Mouch: Trudy will rip my head clean off if she finds out I got a date with another woman. I got to get out of this.
Otis: Joe Cruz. Talk to me.
Cruz: About what?
Otis: About the rain cloud that's following you around.
Cruz: I got put in the friend zone.
Otis: By who?
Cruz: You don't know her.
Main: Ambulance 61, injured male, Cordova High School, 3317 South Garfield.
Otis: Well, maybe, whoever she is, she'll turn out to be a really good friend.
Swimming pool
Danny: Over here! Hurry!
Alexis: Make him breathe, please! Please, make him breathe! Jason!
Mills: Come on up. You're all right. You okay? You all right, Jason? It's all right, just sit there, catch your breath, okay?
Jason Lullo: What happened?
Alexis: You went into the pool and then suddenly stopped moving. You were, like, floating.
Brett: Pressure's good. Lungs are clear.
Mills: How you feeling, Jason?
Jason Lullo: I'm okay, I guess.
Mills: Okay, um... We're gonna get you up nice and slow, all right? Right onto the stretcher.
Jason Lullo: Okay.
Mills: There we go, buddy.
Alexis: Is he gonna be okay?
Brett: That CPR you did saved his live.
Alexis: I was lifeguard this summer.
Jason Lullo: Alexis... Just please don't tell my father.
Alexis: Danny already called him.
Danny: Dude, we thought you were dead.
Anthony Lullo: Jason!
Mills: Sir, he was unconscious for a few minutes. Seems to be lucid now. Breathing fine on his own.
Brett: We're gonna take him to the hospital where they can do a full exam on him there.
Anthony Lullo: You okay?
Jason Lullo: I'm fine, Dad. Really.
Anthony Lullo: What hospital?
Brett: Chicago Med.
Ambulance 61
Mills: Your friends didn't waste any time calling your dad, huh?
Jason Lullo: They know. Family is everything to him.
Mills: Easy on the talking. Breathe nice and slow for me… Hey, I'm hearing rales. I'm gonna take his blood pressure, do what you can to get us there fast.
Brett: Copy that.
Mills: I'm not getting a blood pressure.
Brett: We're five away, Mills.
Mills: Damn it, secondary drowning! Call back Chicago Med, let them know he's going into respiratory arrest!
Brett: Chicago Med, this is ambulance 61. Our patient just coded and went into cardiac arrest. Our ETA is a minute out.
Main: Copy that, Ambulance 61. We'll prep for your arrival.
Mills: He's arresting! Charging! Clear! I'm pushing epi. Come on, buddy, come on. Come on, Jason. Come on, buddy. Come on, Jason!
Chicago Med: ER
Mills: Pulmonary edema, he's in P.E.A., been about six minutes.
Brett: He was resuscitated at the scene but went into arrest in route. We gave him one epi. We've got it. Three, on my count.
Doctor: One... Two... Three… Check for a pulse.
Nurse: Got nothing.
Doctor: Continue compressions. Check respirations.
Nurse: Got nothing yet.
Doctor: Stop compressions. Let's get another epi in here.
Nurse: Pushing it.
Doctor: Come on. Is there a pulse?
Nurse: No pulse.
Doctor: Is there a pulse?
Nurse: No pulse. Still no pulse.
Doctor: I'm calling it. Everybody agree?
Nurse: Yeah.
Intern: Yeah.
Doctor: 11:40.
Brett: There was no more you could do.
Chicago Med: Ambulance parking
Journalist: What happened?
Officer: Stand back.
Mills: Yo, what's going on?
Guard: Guess the kid that got brought in was Jason Lullo, "Papa" Lullo's son.
Brett: Who is that?
Guard: Papers call him the John Gotti of Chicago.
Firehouse: laundry room
Casey: Hey.
Dawson: Hey… Tomorrow night. Get a bite to eat with me?
Casey: I thought you were working at Molly's?
Dawson: Right, you're right. I am… I could ask Herrmann to close out for me.
Casey: All right. Well... Let me know.
Dawson: Yeah, I will...
Firehouse: entrance
Mouch: This is pointless. We all know she likes mebest. I'm her soul mate.
Otis: 25 bucks says she comes to me first. Okay, ready? Three... Two go!
Mouch; Otis & Cruz: Pouch! Come on!
Cruz: What happened?
Mills: We lost a kid.
Mouch: Sorry to hear that.
Mills: Come here.
Firehouse: kitchen
Brett: The boy's girlfriend was so... Relieved when he was all right. I told her she saved his life.
Cruz: I picked up some wings. Thought we could try out that recipe? Happy to help out. You know I make a great sous chef.
Brett: Do we have butter?
Cruz: Check… Butter.
CFD: academy
Severide: You've heard about the great fire of 1871, right?
Brittany Baker: Mm-hmm.
Severide: They teach you that in Tallahassee?
Brittany Baker: Yeah, something about a cow kicking over a lantern?
Severide: Yeah, Mrs. O'Leary's cow. The fire burned for an entire day and it levelled about three and a half square miles of Chicago. It was like the end of the world, and it all took place right at this spot.
Brittany Baker: Right here?
Severide: Well... The academy is actually built on the site of Mrs. O'Leary's barn but the cow part...
Brittany Baker: Ahh.
Severide: Chicago had to totally rebuild. Now fire's a part of its DNA… And this is where I learned all about firefighting… I learned as much about protecting people from Shay as I did from any instructor at the academy.
Brittany Baker: Yeah?
Severide: Yeah. That's her badge… Shay was intense. She'd do anything to protect the people she loved.
Brittany Baker: I wish I had known her.
Severide: Me too.
Brittany Baker: Thank you. For sharing all of this.
Severide: You kidding me? I wouldn't be here at all if it wasn't for you… I couldn't even come down here to see this until now.
Brittany Baker: I was driving the car… When my sister got killed I was... I was driving the car.
Severide: Hey.
CFD: parking
Brittany Baker: My parents aren't on a cruise... I just couldn't go home and face them.
Severide: It was an accident.
Brittany Baker: I just keep thinking about seeing the lights coming at us and wondering why they were on the wrong side of the road. It's not fair. I walk away with six stitches... And Kathleen dies.
Severide: Hey… We see this kind of thing all the time. One random moment or move and this person lives or that person dies. You can play "what if" all you want, "what if it was two inches to the left?" Or "what if it was a split second later?" You'll drive yourself crazy wondering. Your parents can't blame you for what happened, and neither can you.
Outside the firehouse
Anthony Lullo: You! You son of a bitch!
Mills: Hey. Hey, just... Come on, man.
Anthony Lullo: You killed my son!
Mills: Hey, Mr. Lullo! Just hold on!
Anthony Lullo: My son!
Mills: I understand, Mr. Lullo, that you're upset.
Anthony Lullo: You understand nothing! I just came from the morgue identifying my only son! What can you possibly understand about that?
Mills: You're... You're right. I cannot comprehend what you're going through, but I do know what your son went through. I was with him the entire time, all right?
Anthony Lullo: All I know is he went into that ambulance alive and he came out dead and that's on your ass!
Mills: That's... That's secondary drowning, okay? A pulmonary edema.
Anthony Lullo: I heard it all from the doctors, I don't want to hear your pathetic excuses!
Cruz: Hey, hey!
Bodyguard: Mr. Lullo, hey! Mr. Lullo, you're upset. Why don't you get back in the car. Mr. Lullo, I'm sorry. I can't let you do this. I'm sorry, Mr. Lullo.
Mills: I tried everything to save your boy and I wish that I could have saved him. I'm... I'm sorry.
Anthony Lullo: You're dead.
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Jay Halstead: Lullo is the real deal. You've got to stay on your toes for a while. If you want to press charges...
Mills: No, no, look, he's a grieving father. Who can blame him for losing his cool?
Boden: Mills, this is not the type of threat that you let go by.
Mills: I would really rather just talk to him, you know, wait until he calms down...
Jay Halstead: Bad idea.
Boden: Mills, I'm not asking you, I am telling you. You let Detective Halstead deal with this. You stay away from him.
Casey and Severide’s apartment: kitchen
Dawson: Uh, you never showed up to Molly's last night.
Casey: Oh, I had to go back to the Porter site, get that balcony finished up. It was a long day. I was wiped out.
Dawson: Totally, yeah. Sorry I got home after you crashed… Um... I was hoping we could talk about what happened last shift.
Casey: I'm not sure that's a great idea.
Dawson: Well, I don't mean boss-to-candidate, I mean fiancé-to-fiancée. That was a pretty rough shift.
Casey: Yeah.
Dawson: I messed up... Badly... And was told that if I did it again, I might lose my job. It would be nice to talk about that with the guy I love.
Casey: In theory, I get that. But it's not like I can change the way I feel about your behaviour on shift just because we're at home. This is tough for both of us.
Dawson: I know it is, but Matt, it's... If we can't talk about things when they get tough, how is this ever gonna work? Guess I'll see you later.
Casey: Yeah.
Casey and Severide’s apartment: Severide’s bedroom
Brittany Baker: Hey... Yeah, I... I'm sorry about that... Things have just been a little crazy here and... I know... I really miss you too, mom...
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Mouch: First I had to get myself appropriately psyched up for the conversation, which I did. Then I called her office up and said, "may I speak to Dr. Lu?" Which made me realize, I don't even know her first name.
Herrmann: Cut to the chase, Mouch.
Mouch: Right. So she finally gets on the line and I am ready to tell her "I can't have dinner with you!"
Boden: Why do I get the feeling that never happened?
Mouch: Chief, I couldn't get the words out. She sounded so excited, I didn't want to send her on some downward spiral. Apparently, doctors have a very high rate of depression.
Boden: Optometrists do?
Mouch: Oh, I believe she's an ophthalmologist.
Boden: Mouch, you have got to cancel. Trudy is not the type of woman who can be trifled with.
Mouch: I know. You're right.
Herrmann: Wait, hold on a sec. Mouch is a grown man. Trudy's got no right to tell him who he can and cannot break bread with.
Mouch: There's a certain amount of logic to that.
Herrmann: I told you not to get Chief involved. You don't need to add this to your plate of concerns, just forget the whole thing happened...
Boden: Mouch, I outrank him. When I say that you have to cancel, you have to cancel, and that is an order.
Mouch: When you're right, you're right.
Boden: You know what? The two of you, get out of my office. Now.
Herrmann: Trudy did not put a ring on you.
Mouch: I know, you're right.
Main: Truck 81, Truck 66, Squad 3, Ambo 61, structure fire, 2000 South Pellerton.
Street
Tucker: Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!Hurry up, my wife! She's still in the office!
Casey: Just your wife? No customers?
Tucker: No, just... Just her! Please hurry! She was in the office!
Casey: Where's the office?
Tucker: It's in the back! It's all the way in the back!
Boden: What do we have here?
Casey: We got one victim inside, probably in the back office.
Boden: We don't have long before that truss roof comes down. Cruz, Otis. Try and enter from the back.
Cruz: On it.
Tucker: No, but... But the... But... But the office is straight back! It's not far! I'll show you!
Casey: Sir! Sir, you can't go in there. The roof is about to collapse. They'll get her from the back entrance.
Tucker: But what if she's not there? What if she tried to come back this way?
Casey: Chief, let me take a man in and see.
Boden: I don't like it, Casey.
Tucker: Please, man. Please, please. Please, help my wife, Michelle. Please.
Dawson: I'll go with you.
Casey: Chief, let us go halfway in. We'll turn right around. 30 seconds, tops.
Boden: Cruz, Otis. What have you got?
Cruz: Can't get in yet. Having trouble with the door. Let's get a saw back here.
Mouch: Got it, Chief.
Dawson: Hey, hey! Hey, sir!
Casey: Hey!
Boden: Hey! Go get him.
Casey: Herrmann! Thermal cam.
Herrmann: Got it!
Casey: All right, Dawson. You and me. Stay close, within arm's reach. You got that?
Dawson: Got it.
Casey: He didn't get far, I can tell you that much.
Building
Casey: Hey, buddy! Where'd you go? Hey, look for footsteps.
Dawson: Got it.
Casey: Fire department. Call out! I got something!
Dawson: Casey, I think got him!
Casey: Dawson! Where the hell'd you go?
Dawson: Hey, I found him. Next aisle over.
Street
Mills: Hey, I got him. Come on. Right here, buddy.
Casey: That was a bad move, pal! You got to let us do our job.
Tucker: I don't want to live without her.
Mills: Don't speak, buddy. Just take a deep breath.
Tucker: No, I don't want to live without her!
Mills: Just come on. Breathe in. Come on.
Tucker: Michelle. Michelle! Oh, baby!
Michelle: Tucker.
Mills: Guy must have lost his mind, running in like that.
Ah, that's marriage, brother.
Herrmann: I'd do anything for Cindy, no matter what might happen to me.
Molly’s
Brittany Baker: I need to go home.
Severide: Yeah, you do.
Brittany Baker: Was kind of hoping you'd fight me on that one.
Severide: Before I met you, I was doing... Whatever I could to keep Shay out of my head. Went out drinking and partying every night. That was my escape. But then I met you. And the thing I realized is... I'm your escape… And as long as you're here with me, you're not gonna go home and face your family… But that's the only way you're gonna get through this.
Brittany Baker: I really liked being here with you.
Severide: I'd keep you here forever if I could, I really would… But that'd be for me. Not for you.
Restaurant
Mouch: Trudy… Trudy, I can explain. I'm not supposed to be here. I mean, I am, but it's... It's all a big misunderstanding.
Trudy Platt: Maybe you shouldn't record your misunderstandings in your filofax, hon.
Mouch: I know how it looks, but when Dr. Lu gets here, you can ask her yourself...
Trudy Platt: Kim's not coming.
Mouch: Her name's Kim?
Trudy Platt: I paid a visit to her office.
Mouch: What... Did you tell her?
Trudy Platt: I told her it was all a big misunderstanding and she gave me your CFD clearance.
Mouch: See, this is why we're perfect together. You can make the calls that I can't.
Trudy Platt: You are buying me a very big porterhouse steak tonight.
Mouch: Waiter.
Molly’s
Cruz: Mm, Dawson! Next round's on me.
Dawson: Fine by me.
Cruz: Hey.
Brett: I've dated a lot of jerks my whole life.
Cruz: I'm sorry to hear that.
Brett: Well, not as sorry as I am… I've never been out with someone who was actually nice to me. That's crazy, huh?
Cruz: I... I'm not one to judge. I never really had the best instincts for this kind of stuff.
Brett: I think you do… I think you and me going out on a date could be a really good idea.
Cruz: Yeah?
Brett: Yeah.
Train station
Severide: No… Keep it.
Brittany Baker: I know impulsively marrying a hot guy that you meet in Las Vegas is pretty crazy but... Considering all that, I think... I think we made it work.
Severide: I don't regret it for one second. And I'm not sure if I'd be in one piece right now if I didn't come home with you from Vegas.
Brittany Baker: I know I wouldn't be.
Severide: Then I'd say we had the most successful marriage in history.
Brittany Baker: I love you, Kelly. It feels so weird to say that when we're saying good-bye.
Severide: Maybe... I love you, too.
Brittany Baker: Okay… Bye.
Molly’s
Dawson: Hey, thanks for staying late.
Mills: Yeah, no problem. It's a weird day, anyway.
Dawson: Yeah.
Mills: Not really sure I want to go home yet.
Dawson: I don't blame you. I'm gonna have a beer. You want one?
Mills: Sure.
Dawson: Oh, for the record, I thought you handled Lullo really well.
Mills: I felt for the guy… How are you handling things? I don't mean to pry, I just... Seeing you sitting in that shower stall, knowing that you're upset... It's hard, you know, not being able to talk to each other, like we used to.
Dawson: Things between me and Casey are... It's tough. It's... It's tougher than I thought it would be.
Mills: Yeah, it's a lot of pressure working together. I don't know how you guys do it.
Dawson: That's the thing, it's not the work part that's tough. It's... It's the... It's the home part. I honestly don't really know what to do… Hey, Matt… Matt. Matt! Matt!
