Meeting
Casey: Hey, there, Matt Casey. Enjoy the pancakes.
Woman: Thank you.
Casey: Nice to meet you.
Woman: Nice to meet you.
Casey: Hi, Matt Casey. Hi, Matt Casey. Hey there, Matt Casey.
Woman: Nice meeting you.
Woman: So nice to meet you, Mr. Casey. Expecting big things.
Casey: Thank you. I hope so.
Colin Becks: Well, you've been busy since we last met.
Casey: Yeah, well, I have you to thank for this, or your incompetence, I should say.
Colin Becks: A little free advice. You're in Chicago politics now. There's no shallow end.
Mr. Jankowski: What are you planning on doing about the traffic lights at Haverhill and Smith? Been broken for months.
Casey: Oh. Well, I... I guess I can take a look and...
Colin Becks: That's the difference between me and my opponent. I don't guess. I'm gonna call the regional transportation board as soon as this event is over and fix your problem, Mister...
Mr. Jankowski: Jankowski. Thanks so much, Alderman Becks.
Colin Becks: My pleasure, Mr. Jankowski. Now, how long has this been going on in your neighbourhood?
Mr. Jankowski: Oh, I'd say seven, eight weeks now.
Colin Becks: I am sorry I didn't know about this sooner. You should've called my office. I would've taken care of it right away.
Mr. Jankowski: Well, those newfangled telephones.
Firehouse: kitchen
Herrmann: I'm just saying, all right, this is how bachelor parties have worked since the dawn of time, all right? Drinks at your favourite...
Dawson: How did the pancake breakfast go?
Casey: Educational.
Herrmann: Then dinner at a steakhouse of the best man's choosing, and I vote for Johnny T's, followed by a trip to one of Chicago's premier gentlemen's clubs such as...
Borelli: Scores.
Kidd: What about Stilettos?
Casey: It's closed.
Kidd: What?
Herrmann: Okay, Scores it is.
Cruz: Hey, maybe we mix things up a little bit, huh? Party bus to Indiana, hmm? Open bar, open road, who knows what'll happen?
Otis: Or if you want to take your bachelor party to the next level, skydiving.
Mouch: Uh, here's the thing, boys. Trudy's half brother, Logan, uh... He's gonna be planning the bachelor party.
Herrmann: Nope. No, best man is the one who plans it.
Mouch: Ah, well, you see, this brings us to the point where I tell you, uh... Logan is the best man.
Dawson: Hmm?
Mouch: I, uh... I, uh.. I been meaning to tell you, but you see, Trudy had...
Main: All units, automobile accident, 18th and Indiana.
Street
Otis: Is that a manhole cover?
Severide: Hey, we got a kid in here, guys.
Teddy: Daddy, what's happening?
Casey: Strike. Strike. Strike.
Teddy: I want to go to Mommy's house.
Brett: Let's get you out of the car first, buddy, and then we'll get you to your mom's house, I promise, okay?
Teddy: Okay.
Severide: Damn it. We got to get that cover off him, Casey. Door's not budging. Gonna need the Hurst.
Casey: Otis?
Otis: Got it.
Boden: Clear the streets, people! Main, we got an explosion down here in the sewer system. We need all vaults down here turned off now.
Brett: Jimmy, let's go.
Main: Copy, battalion 25. We'll notify Command.
Capp: Loop it through this side.
Boden: Herrmann, take a group, gather extinguishers.
Herrmann: On it. Dawson! Kidd!
Capp: Ready? Pull!
Borelli: All right, let's get this collar on.
Casey: Bring in the backboard.
Warren: Teddy. Wh... Where's Teddy?
Borelli: We've got him. He's good.
Casey: Come on.
Boden: Come on, come on, come on.
Casey: Okay, easy.
Boden: Come on, people.
Casey: Okay, guys, we're moving.
Boden: Okay, 51, listen up. Teams of two, grab CO2 extinguishers. Pick a manhole. Wait for my signal. Let's go! Move, move, move! Let's go, let's go, let's go! Main, I need the power on those vaults turned off now.
Main: Power is out. Repeat, power is down.
Boden: Fire those extinguishers.
Chicago Med: ER
Maggie Lockwood: Talk to me.
Borelli: MVC, restrained driver, positive for loss of consciousness.
Maggie Lockwood: We're going to T3.
Brett: Yes, ma'am.
Warren: I'm so tired. Can I just sleep for a minute?
Maggie Lockwood: Sounds like you got yourself a concussion.
Brett: Yeah, he threw up twice on the way over here too.
Maggie Lockwood: I'm gonna need you to stay awake, sir. What is your name? Rotate.
Warren: Warren Todesco.
Maggie Lockwood: Hi, Warren. My name is Maggie. We're gonna get you a CT scan, all right?
Warren: Where's my son?
Maggie Lockwood: He is right here.
Teddy: Daddy.
Maggie Lockwood: Is there someone we can call to come and look after him?
Warren: There's nobody else. It's just me and Teddy.
Brett: What about his mom?
Warren: She died when he was born. I'm all he's got.
T3
Maggie Lockwood: Let's transfer on my count. One, two, three, transfer. Okay, let's just relax. We'll look after Teddy while you get your tests, all right? Let's get his clothes off and get a CT scan, all right?
Nurse: Right away, Maggie.
ER
Borelli: What's up?
Brett: He said his wife died when his son was born, so why was the kid telling us he wanted to go to his mom's house?
Borelli: Kids say stuff. It was an intense situation for him.
Brett: No, I know. It was just so specific.
Firehouse: Locker room
Kidd: Hey, you know whose locker this was before mine? It smells like cologne.
Dawson: Uh, yeah, this guy, Scott Rice, friend of Severide's. Well, sort of. Didn't really end well.
Kidd: Huh.
Dawson: What?
Kidd: What? What what?
Dawson: I said Severide's name, and your face turned all 50 shades of red. You guys know each other?
Kidd: My face got 50 shades of red?
Dawson: It... It did.
Severide: Hey.
Kidd: Okay.
Dawson: Hey.
Severide: Do you mind if I have a word with, uh, Stella?
Dawson: Don't mind a bit. Not a bit.
Kidd: Hey. What's up?
Severide: I just wanted to come clean. I've been meaning to say something to you since you got here. That night is easily the most embarrassing of my career… I had no idea for the entire length of that training course... That you were married.
Kidd: Yeah, it's something you might have wanted to check into before you let yourself in my back door with a six pack.
Severide: Well, you know, I had a few, and it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Kidd: God, my husband went nuts. He wanted to press charges.
Severide: Not my finest hour.
Kidd: You know, I don't think he ever really believed that nothing happened between us, but...
Severide: Well, I'm sorry, and I'm glad you're here
Kidd: Good talk?
Severide: Good talk.
Casey’s office
Danny Booker: Hey.
Casey: Hey.
Danny Booker: They said it was okay if I came back here.
Casey: Yeah, of course. Come on in. What can I do for you?
Danny Booker: How's the campaign coming?
Casey: What's that expression about swimming upstream?
Danny Booker: Feel like... Some of that is the direction you chose.
Casey: Yeah, I can see where this is going, Danny, and I get that you're looking out for your community as best you can, but as I told you before, I'm not the candidate you want.
Danny Booker: Have you thought more about Dante's offer?
Casey: You mean keeping police cameras off corners so gangs can deal drugs on them? Uh, no, I haven't.
Danny Booker: Huh. You know, I hear, um, Rich Corbin's people have thrown in with alderman Becks. That's a healthy portion of the vote.
Casey: Not willing to compromise on what I think is right.
Danny Booker: But that's what politics is, son. You compromise here so you can affect change there. You take blind ideology out of it, and you live with a little of what stings so you can grab a whole lot of what doesn't.
Casey: Listen, I appreciate you coming by. I really do, but maybe the real problem is I'm not a politician. I'm just a guy who wants to help this ward.
Kitchen
Herrmann: You got to tell him, Chief. I mean, this is a betrayal on par with Cain and Abel. We've been through the thick and thin for going on nearly two decades, and he's just gonna hand over, you know, the most important night of his life to some guy he doesn't barely know?
Boden: Trudy seem adamant about this, Mouch?
Mouch: Yes.
Boden: Scale of one to ten?
Mouch: Trudy's scale goes to about a thousand, so, uh, the high end of that.
Boden: He doesn't have a choice.
Herrmann: Nonsense. The man always has a choice.
Mouch: Trudy.
Trudy Platt: Hi. I brought Logan to meet some of your brothers in arms. I thought maybe he could get to know everybody before the big shindig if that's cool.
Mouch: Of course, of course. Uh, everyone, this is Logan.
Logan: I just want to say to all of you that you look marvellous. It's Bill Crystal.
Trudy Platt: I got to bolt.
Mouch: Wh... Wait, is he gonna... You...
Trudy Platt: No, no, he'll be fine. I'll come and pick him up later, and you all try and keep your sides from hurting 'cause this guy is gonna keep you rolling on the floor. You be good, brother.
Logan: Okay, you be good.
Trudy Platt: You be good, brother. Bye, honey.
Mouch: Tru...
Logan: Hey, I have a question for you guys. Do you know what side of the street the Peterson Hotel is on?
Otis: Uh, the south?
Cruz: Yeah.
Logan: No, my man, the inn-side. With two Ns.
Otis: Yeah, it sure is.
Logan: Well, let's get these old yappers talking about this bachelor party, huh? Is everybody here in? Mm, mm, yes, yes.
Mouch: Uh, yeah, you know, yeah, Logan. They're all in, and they have some ideas too, so maybe you...
Logan: Oh, well, that sounds great. You guys thinking Chili's or TGIFridays?
Capp: Uh, you're all gonna want to see this.
Logan: Oh, okay.
Becks’s office
Colin Becks: No, I know. Yeah, no, it was great. Yeah, yeah.
Casey: My mother? Seriously?
Colin Becks: I'm gonna have to call you back. Yeah, you got it. What's this about?
Casey: It's about the billboard where you slander me.
Colin Becks: I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.
Casey: Oh, right, right.
Colin Becks: Look, I have a lot of supporters, and sometimes they take matters into their own hands and do outrageous things.
Casey: Outrageous doesn't even begin to cover it.
Colin Becks: I hear you, and whatever it is, this billboard? Is that what you said?
Casey: Mm-hmm.
Colin Becks: I certainly don't condone it, but I can't control every donor that wants to see me win.
Casey: Billboard is down by the end of the day, Becks, or you and I are gonna have another conversation.
Colin Becks: Okay, you've said your piece, Mr. Casey. Now... Get the hell out of my office. Stephanie?
Stephanie: Yes, sir?
Colin Becks: Mr. Casey wandered into the wrong office. Could you show him the door, please?
Casey: This isn't over, Becks.
Colin Becks: I think it is.
Chicago Med
Borelli: Just scoot over a little more. There you go.
Brett: Just one second, okay?
Borelli: I thought we were getting out of here.
Brett: Hey, Maggie.
Maggie Lockwood: Hey.
Brett: How's he doing?
Maggie Lockwood: Oh, he's a brave little guy. We're keeping him distracted.
Brett: And, um, what kind of guy is his dad?
Maggie Lockwood: What's that supposed to mean?
Brett: Anything raise a red flag?
Maggie Lockwood: Not really. His toxicology came back negative.
Brett: Could you look him up? See if he or Teddy have been here before? Please?
Maggie Lockwood: Okay. I show his father in here.
Brett: Can I look?
Maggie Lockwood: Well, I don't mind, but HIPAA won't like it.
Brett: Come on, you owe me.
Maggie Lockwood: For what?
Brett: New Year's Eve.
Maggie Lockwood: Hmm.
Brett: Hmm what?
Maggie Lockwood: His emergency contact says "Patient refused," and his billing address doesn't match. That's a little unusual.
Brett: Can I talk to him?
Maggie Lockwood: No, the doctor's in there going over his CT.
Brett: Could you text me when you guys release him?
Maggie Lockwood: Maybe.
Borelli: Now where you going?
T3
Borelli: What are you doing?
Brett: Look, this guy has got something going on, and we have his prints all over his collar. Luckily, there's a police officer who owes me a favour. Not... Not like that. I mean, it's... It's not what you think.
Borelli: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Brett: Um, hand me one of those trash bags. Maybe it's nothing, but maybe it's something. I'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight unless I know one way or the other, so I'm gonna ask him to run these prints.
Borelli: Say no more. I'm in.
Brett: Thank you.
Firehouse: garage
Mouch: It's all over, though. It's all over the city.
Logan: Oh. Oh, I understand. Oh, hey, what are these made out of?
Cruz: Thermoplastic.
Herrmann: Huh.
Logan: Hard.
Cruz: Mm.
Logan: Oh, my God, is that a lirpa?
Herrmann: A what now?
Otis: It's the Vulcan weapon that Spock uses in a battle to the death...
Logan: In "Amok Time."
Otis: Yeah.
Logan: "Star Trek" original series... Season two, episode one?
Otis: It's actually episode two.
Logan: Oh, no, it's episode one.
Otis: No, it's episode two.
Logan: Hold on, use your mind.
Otis: That's right. You're right, it is episode one! Yes. Takes a second. What?
Herrmann: About the bachelor party, Logan.
Logan: Oh, yeah, you guys are gonna flip the F out.
Herrmann: Oh, yeah?
Logan: Two words, "Matrix" marathon.
Otis: Whoa! Yeah.
Mouch: Wh... What?
Logan: All the movies, "The Matrix," "Reloaded," "Revolutions," and all eight "Animatrix" cartoons!
Otis: Get out!
Herrmann: Otis, can you take Logan here into the turnout room?
Otis: Sure. Hey, come check this out.
Logan: Hell, yeah. Tuk, tuk.
Herrmann: All right, you know what this is really about, Mouch, all right? Trudy brought Logan in here as a spy.
Mouch: That is not remotely what is going on here.
Herrmann: He is here for one reason and one reason alone, to make sure that your bachelor party doesn't turn into some kind of debaucherous den of iniquity-type situation. It is a harbinger of things to come, my friend. Think about it.
Logan: Luke, I am your father.
Otis: It's impossible.
Logan: We're gonna go do this to everyone.
Mouch: Yeah, good idea.
Otis: This guy's a hoot, right?
Boden’s office
Casey: You wanted to see me, Chief?
Boden: Yeah, come on in.
Casey: Everything okay?
Boden: What do you know about the Friends of Firefighters benefit being moved?
Casey: First I've heard about it.
Boden: I just got off the phone with the commissioner's office. They told me that some influential people, some very concerned citizens, called headquarters asking for it not to be held here at 51.
Casey: Why?
Boden: They said it wouldn't be appropriate, mentioned you by name, certain billboards around town.
Casey: This is ridiculous.
Boden: They're moving it to Morningside.
Casey: Just... Give me a chance to make some calls.
Main: Truck 81, Ambulance 61, man down from unknown causes, South Blue Island and West 13th.
Casey: That's our address.
Outside the firehouse
Woman: Over here, over here, help!
Borelli: Let's go.
Woman: We were just walking along...
Kid: I'll get the ambulance!
Woman: And this car was pulling away, spinning its tires, and the tire chain flew off and whapped Todd right in the face. Driver pulled off like he didn't even know.
Borelli: Okay. All right, let's flip him.
Dawson: All right.
Borelli: Hey, hold still. Hold still. Dawson, will you keep his head from moving?
Dawson: Easy, easy, man. The more you move, the worse it gets.
Boden: Okay, people, move back. Give us room here.
Brett: What do we got?
Borelli: We got multiple lacerations, maybe some broken bones. We got to get the chain off to see. Help me get it off?
Kidd: Yeah, let's do it.
Brett: Hey, will you bandage him, and I'll start an IV?
Dawson: On it.
Boden: Herrmann, Otis, backboard and stretcher.
Casey: You guys ready? Let's do it.
Kidd: Yeah.
Borelli: All right.
Casey: Easy. Easy.
Todd: Oh, God, get it off!
Kidd: Bleeder!
Borelli: All right, here, let me pack it. I need gauze!
Todd: Help me, please.
Borelli: Hey, hey, we got to do this the right way, okay? Just look at me. Stay with me, all right? On three.
Kidd: Yeah.
Borelli: Hey, you're doing great. You're doing great. All right, one, two, three. Okay. All right. You're okay.
Boden: Brett, are you in?
Brett: Got it.
Boden: Right, backboard.
Brett: Roll.
Borelli: All right. One, two, three.
Casey: A new record, closest call we've had. Can I help you?
Woman: Is this you? It's on all the cars.
Casey: Great.
Herrmann: Okay, 81, let's go pick up some trash.
Casey’s office
Dawson: Hey. You all right?
Casey: Just trying to get some work done.
Dawson: Matt.
Casey: What? Becks is right.
Dawson: Nothing gives him the right to plaster it all over the city. What does that have to do with leadership, anyway?
Casey: It's got everything to do with politics. This is not what I signed up for.
Dawson: So what are you saying?
Casey: I'm saying I can see exactly why no sane person wants to subject themselves to this process. You run a clean campaign, you get creamed. You run a dirty one, well, you might win an election, but you lose your soul. What's the point?
Dawson: Even more reason why the city needs you.
Casey: It's affecting the house now. They're moving the Friends of Firefighters benefit up to Morningside because they'd rather not have my name associated with it.
Dawson: Okay, look, you want to quit? Then quit. Give him what he wants.
Casey: Gabby.
Dawson: No, I'm done talking about it.
Chicago Med: Trauma
Doctor: Vitals?
Brett: Pressure's stable.
Doctor: What happened here?
Borelli: A tire chain puncture to the jugular, bleeding controlled with direct pressure.
Doctor: Got it, we'll take it from here. I need a nurse.
Chicago Med: ER
Sean Roman: Sylvie.
Brett: Hey, Sean.
Sean Roman: I stopped by 51. They said you were here.
Brett: Yeah. What'd you find out?
Sean Roman: How about you tell me exactly why you wanted those fingerprints run through the system?
Brett: A hunch.
Sean Roman: Well, the guy, Warren Moakes, he has an AMBER Alert out on him for kidnapping his son. So, you know where he is?
Brett: Um...
Chicago Med: Entrance
Brett: Uh, what room do you have Warren Moakes in?
Leah: Don't have a Moakes.
Borelli: He came in with a concussion, got a CT scan.
Leah: Moakes, Moakes, nope, nothing.
Borelli: Had a little boy with him, Teddy.
Leah: Oh, yeah, Teddy. That was, let me see, Warren Miller? That who you're talking about?
Brett: Yes, that's him. Do you know where he is?
Leah: Looks like he was just discharged.
Street
Brett: Excuse me. Oh, come on, come on.
Warren: Taxi! Teddy, come on!
Teddy: Wait for me.
Brett: Hey!
Warren: Hurry! Open the door! Open the door now!
Sean Roman: Let me see your hands! On the ground! Hey, on the ground right now!
Warren: Okay, okay.
Sean Roman: Let me see your hands right now!
Teddy: Dad!
Sean Roman: Get on the ground!
Warren: Don't worry, Teddy.
Teddy: Dad!
Sean Roman: Put your hands behind your head.
Warren: It's gonna be all right, Teddy.
Brett: It's okay.
Teddy: Dad, what's happening?
Brett: It's all right. It's okay.
Teddy: Daddy.
Sean Roman: You kidnap your son? That it?
Warren: You don't understand. His mom's an addict. She can't take care of herself, much less him.
Sean Roman: Yeah, you can tell that one to the judge. You handle him?
Brett: Yeah.
Warren: I love you, Teddy. I love you.
Brett: It's all right.
Warren: I love you!
Sean Roman: Come on, let's go.
Warren: I love you!
Brett: It's okay.
Borelli: I'll get Maggie to call DCFS.
Brett: Great.
Firehouse: garage
Grant: Hey, Gabby.
Dawson: Hey.
Grant: Hey.
Dawson: Grant, hi, how you doing?
Grant: Yeah, you know, uh, hanging in there. Is Stella here?
Dawson: Yeah, uh... Sh...
Kidd: Hey, baby. Hey.
Grant: I miss you.
Kidd: What's going on?
Grant: I'm sorry to bust in on you at work. It's just I... I felt so lonely, I thought I was gonna die.
Kidd: You're not gonna die, Grant.
Grant: I can't help it. I miss you. I can't survive without you.
Kidd: You're doing great.
Grant: Could we, um... You know?
Kidd: Uh, yeah.
Grant: Yeah? All right.
Kidd: Fine. Go in there.
Grant: In there?
Kidd: Mm-hmm.
Grant: Great.
Kidd: Drop your pants.
Firehouse: entrance
Borelli: No, you did the right thing.
Brett: Did I? I mean, what if he's telling the truth?
Borelli: Well, that's what the courts are for.
Brett: Well, my cousin Sheila went through this whole custody thing with her ex, and it was a nightmare. I mean, always switching the days and then accusing her of not showing up and then running to the judge to petition for reduced custody.
Borelli: That's awful.
Brett: And I always thought, "What if I was his friend and not her cousin? I'd probably believe all those things about her."
Firehouse: garage
Kidd: What?
Dawson: You and Grant want to get busy, that's your call, but you can't do it in our turnout room.
Kidd: Okay...
Dawson: Listen to me, you and I are friends, but you pull that stuff in front of the Chief or anyone else, and they're gonna pink slip you sooner than you...
Kidd: I was giving him a B-12 shot. Yeah. He's scared to stick himself, but he gets gloomy fast without it.
Dawson: Oh.
Kidd: Mm-hmm. Yup. And don't tell me that you and Casey have never gotten busy in the firehouse.
Dawson: That's beside the point.
Kidd: Mm-hmm.
Firehouse: kitchen
Logan: Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to party and party hard. With that in mind and for your eyes only, I present to you the bachelor celebration itinerary. These envelopes will self-destruct in 0900 seconds.
Severide: I'm getting real skeptical, Mouch.
Otis: So can we open them or...
Logan: Yeah, yeah, yeah, open up, open up.
Cruz: Wow.
Logan: Yeah. And everything is taken care of from the beauty of the Willis Tower Observatory... To the Australian Outback. What is that, 'mate? It's a koala bear. No, it's a kangaroo. No, it's a dingo. This is gonna be a night you guys will never forget. I'm serious.
Mouch: Hey, Logan?
Logan: Yeah, what's up, my brother, my brother, my brother?
Mouch: Maybe this...
Main: Vehicle fire, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 61, vehicle fire.
Herrmann: Got to go.
Main: Jackson and Kedzie.
Logan: That's okay, guys. I'll just, uh, pre-order.
Street
Boden: Casey, engine's delayed. Get some extinguishers on that. Move these people back.
Casey: Herrmann, Mouch, Dawson, get extinguishers. Kidd, Otis, clear the area.
Herrmann: On it.
Kidd: Let's back it up, folks. Give us some room.
Casey: Let us work here. Move back. Come on, let's go. Back to the sidewalk. Let's move. Thank you. Thank you very much.
Severide: Hey, Chief, I got someone inside! What the hell?
Boden: Paramedics, we got a stab wound here.
Brett: Coming in, Chief.
Capp: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Stay back, please. Stay back! Stay out of the street. Let them work.
Casey: Hey, you know what happened here?
Dealer: Looks to me like some dumb corner boy tried to sell on a corner that ain't his. Come on, let's go.
Girl: My God.
Capp: Thank you. Appreciate your cooperation. Please stay back.
Chicago Med
Teddy: These are the ones who helped me, Mommy.
Brett: I'm g-Hi. oss.
Alicia: Oh, if not for you two, I don't know if I would have seen him again. Thank you both so much.
Brett: No, we're just glad it worked out.
Alicia: Whole thing feels like I'm walking through fog, you know?
Brett: Yeah. Well, we were happy to help.
Alicia: Okay, well, thanks again. Come on, Teddy. Let's get out of here, let these guys get back to work.
Brett: Hey. Your boy's father, he had some things to say about you.
Alicia: I'm sure he did, and he's pathological, as I'm sure you...
Brett: Are you using?
Alicia: Excuse me?
Brett: I'm asking you. Are you on something?
Alicia: How dare you? How dare you in front of my son who was just put through the most traumatic experience of his life.
Borelli: All right, ma'am. We're done here.
Alicia: Go to hell, the both of you. You know what? Even better, what's your name? I want to get you fired.
Brett: Sylvie Brett, two Ts.
Teddy: Mommy?
Alicia: Let's go, Teddy.
Brett: Damn it. Damn it!
Borelli: Boden said we're supposed to drop the victims off and forget them, move on to the next call.
Brett: No, I can't do that, okay? I can't leave my heart in the locker at the start of shift and just pick it up at the end. I can't. Maybe it'll break me someday. I just don't care. I just...
Borelli: Let's get out of here, huh?
Dinner
Danny Booker: I know he doesn't want to talk, but it's non-negotiable at this point. You know, this corner is the most important thing right now.
Casey: I've been doing some thinking about the way things work here in Chicago.
Dante: Yeah?
Casey: You want police cameras off Richmond and Augusta, right?
Dante: Correct.
Casey: Okay. I promise to do what I can to make that happen once elected if you promise that drugs will no longer be sold on the two corners bordering Anderson High School… These are kids we're talking about, 14, 15 years old. They need to know they're safe when they go to school. They shouldn't have to walk past a war zone.
Dante: Who says I can make that happen?
Casey: I guess we'll just have to trust each other's word is good.
Dante: I see you have learned a few things, haven't you?
Molly’s
Brett: I have never seen it this quiet.
Trudy Platt: Yeah, I think it's kind of great. You can actually hear yourself think.
Maggie Lockwood: I think it's kind of nice for a change.
Trudy Platt: Yeah.
Maggie Lockwood: Right?
Kidd: Wow, place is really jumping tonight.
Trudy Platt: Yup.
Brett: Mouch's bachelor party.
Kidd: Ah, got it.
Brett: Okay, new lady on truck needs a drink. I'm buying.
Kidd: Thanks. Uh, Old Fashioned.
Brett: Mm-hmm, just like Mouch's bachelor party. Poor guys.
Trudy Platt: Aww, poor guys.
Hotel
Mouch: Apparently Logan reserved the Sunflower Suite for the night.
Cruz: What? That wasn't on the itinerary.
Mouch: I am so sorry for this, guys. You're all the truest of friends for not just running for the hills.
Severide: Hey, wouldn't miss it.
Herrmann: Yeah, nobody wants to miss a disaster. It's like buying tickets to watch two trains collide.
Otis: Oh, buck up, Herrmann. We're here to celebrate Mouch.
Boden: Exactly.
Herrmann: All right, fine. Let's get on with it.
Boden: What's wrong with you?
Hallway
Mouch: Nobody has to stay for all three movies, seriously. Just leave when you want to.
Cruz: Eh, maybe there'll be some beers in the mini fridge.
Herrmann: This is unbelievable.
Otis: Stop it.
Herrmann: What?
Mouch: Again, just go when you want. You don't have to have a code word or anything.
Logan: Whoo! Psyche! Welcome to the Matrix, boys. Ooh, ooh.
Severide: Okay, now we're talking.
Herrmann: Got you!
Mouch: What?
Herrmann: Yeah, we've been planning this forever, my friend.
Mouch: Trudy knows?
Herrmann: What, Trudy? Trudy came up with this. Come on, let's go. Hey, everybody, bachelor in the house!
All: Whoo!
Herrmann: He needs a drink! All right. Come on in, brother. Go to it.
Metting
Casey: Hello. Thanks.
Dawson: What'd I do?
Casey: Put a boot in my ass, reminded me why I'm doing this.
Dawson: That? That was nothing.
Casey: Let's go say hello… Mr. Becks.
Colin Becks: Mr. Casey. Are you here to concede, save us all a little time?
Casey: Actually, I wanted to see your face the first time you realized you were gonna lose to me. And there it is. Hey, Matt Casey, thanks for coming. I'm Matt Casey. This is Gabriela Dawson. Nice to meet you.
Woman: Nice to meet you.
Elevator
Otis: Are you cold? Are you cold?
Mouch: What the hell just happened?
