Dinner
Casey: So, uh, where you from?
Susan Weller: Chicago. Born and raised.
Casey: Really? Where at?
Susan Weller: Talcott and Odell. Dad had a place with a fantastic view of 90.
Casey: No way. I was Talcott and Nordica. Could hit the highway from my bedroom window.
Susan Weller: You're kidding. You were three blocks away from me?
Casey: Yeah.
Susan Weller: Get out.
Dawson: Hi.
Casey: Hey.
Dawson: Sorry, sorry. Parking was a nightmare.
Casey: Uh, Susan, this is Gabriela Dawson, my...
Susan Weller: Girlfriend. Hi. I researched the campaign. It was hard to find a photograph of Alderman Casey without you standing beside him.
Casey: It was Gabby's idea for me to run.
Susan Weller: Oh, smart girl.
Dawson: Did I miss the pitch?
Susan Weller: No, but I'll take that as my cue. I've worked on 18 campaigns, had 18 candidates elected. People tend to think that my trick is great campaigning, but it's actually that I always pick the right horse.
Casey: Look, I appreciate your confidence, and I don't want to waste your time. I ran for alderman to fix my ward, not start a political career.
Susan Weller: You don't have to decide anything now. I'm just the person you keep in your back pocket during your term. Media strategy, the platforms you throw your weight behind... I can give you advice, but nothing's official unless there's a campaign.
Dawson: I think I'm missing something here. What exactly would he be campaigning for?
Susan Weller: Pretty much whatever you want. Senate, mayor. Take your pick.
Firehouse: kitchen
J.J.: Hey, Kelly.
Severide: Hey.
J.J.: Have you seen Pouch?
Bianca Holloway: Hey, I love you.
J.J.: Love you too.
Bianca Holloway: Mmm. Be nice to Kelly.
J.J.: Yeah.
Bianca Holloway: "Pleases" and "thank yous."
J.J.: Okay.
Bianca Holloway: Oh, thank God that dog was here. And you, of course. Thanks again for doing this. He got this assignment at school, and it just seemed like the perfect excuse to keep him at 51.
Severide: Like I said, no problem. Trial starts today?
Bianca Holloway: I go on the stand in a couple hours. Things have calmed down. The sooner I get this over with, the sooner my life goes back to normal… You sure you're okay with J.J.?
Severide: Yeah, no problem. I've got him.
Bianca Holloway: Okay, thanks.
Severide: Yeah.
J.J.: Want to come up on the couch? I brought you something. Here you go. Take it.
Casey’s office
Main: Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61. Structure fire. 190 South Roselle Road.
Intervention
Liz Brexel: Hey, hey! There's still someone in there.
Boden: Casey?
Casey: Yeah. Completely open floor plan. No interior walls to navigate.
Boden: We go in there, we're not making it out before that place collapses.
Severide: Chief, squad can do a rope-assisted search.
Boden: Ma'am, do you know all who are inside?
Liz Brexel: It's just Armand. We were having an event. He ran back in.
Boden: Okay.
Severide: Give me two minutes. I can make it in and out in time.
Okay, just two minutes.
Boden: Go!
Severide: Squad! Rope-assisted search. Capp, you're on anchor. I'll take lead. Cruz, Tony, make sure you slip your bags onto the main line.
Cruz: Copy that!
Tony: Got it!
Severide: Okay, Tony, you take right. Cruz, you stay left.
Tony: Copy that.
Severide: Lights on. Let's go.
Building
Severide: Fire Department! Call out!
Cruz: I got eyes on him, Lieutenant. About 40 feet out.
Severide: All right, copy that. Stay put. Tony, backtrack towards Cruz.
Tony: Copy that. On my way, Cruz.
Cruz: This guy's fading fast, Lieutenant!
Severide: Stay put! Tony's right behind you.
Cruz: Come on.
Armand: No, I can't leave it.
Cruz: Hey, come on, guy! You got to help me out here! Come on! Come on! No, come on! We got to go! We got to go! Lieutenant, I'm off line.
Severide: Cruz, where are you?
Cruz: About 50 feet back from the main line with the victim.
Severide: Cruz, activate your PASS alarm. We'll come find you.
Armand: Aah!
Street
Boden: Severide, where are you?
Severide: In the lead, backtracking.
Casey: There's too much interference with the PASS. We should go in and get him, Chief.
Boden: No one's going inside. Get those cannons ready.
Explosion
Boden: Severide, talk to me! Severide!
Explosion
Boden: Battalion 25 to Main. We have a mayday emergency. Mayday! Mayday!
Main: Copy that, 25. All units, keep the air clear for mayday transmission.
Casey: Here they come! Help him.
Boden: Everyone pull back. Fight it defensively.
Casey: Fire them up!
Armand: Oh, no. You can't.
Jimmy Boreli: Hey, sir, calm down. It's going to help you breathe.
Armand: You don't understand.
Severide: Cruz. What the hell was that in there? You never leave the line on a rope search.
Cruz: It was too hot in there. There wasn't enough time.
Severide: Tony would have got to you in 40 seconds. We would have been out in two minutes. Instead, you had us sticking around for four.
Cruz: Lieutenant, that man was fading.
Severide: Yeah, and that two minutes could have cost him his life or ours!
Cruz: I thought that I could get back on the li...
Severide: Just shut up and listen to me. I'm telling you, you messed up. You made a mistake.
Casey’s office
Dawson: So what'd you think about Susan? Little slick, right? I mean, she seems pretty great at her job, but I don't know. Sometimes you meet people, and you don't believe a word they say. Like, they actually practice every line before they say it. You didn't... You didn't like her, did you?
Casey: Babe, can you close the door? This came in the mail today.
Dawson: Oh, my... Oh, my God. What... This has to be like...
Casey: $10,000.
Dawson: Are you kidding me?
Casey: Nope.
Dawson: Ten grand? Oh, my God. Is this a... Is this a bribe?
Casey: I think so.
Dawson: Holy... This is actually a bribe?
Casey: Weird thing is, there weren't any instructions.
Dawson: Well, there's a name.
Casey: Cartman Development. Never even heard of them.
Dawson: Yeah, they must want to change that.
Casey: I guess I should call Antonio.
Dawson: Yeah, I'd say so… You know what? I think I should congratulate you.
Casey: Why?
Dawson: Pretty sure that makes you a true Chicago politician.
Kitchen
Severide: This "Day in the Life" video project should explore an important career. One-on-one interviews should focus on why the subject chose this career, what a typical day looks like, and why their job is important. Anything else?
J.J.: Nope. I was going to interview CPD, but my mom said you guys might be interesting. You don't have to if you don't want to...
Herrmann: Hey, you kidding, kid? You get these schmucks talking, you won't be able to get them to shut up.
Severide: Here, come on.
Kidd: Here you go.
J.J.: Come on, Pouch.
Kidd: You know, if not for a human, I'd risk it for a pet... You know, something with four legs, but there is no way I'm going back in for art. What did it even look like?
Cruz: I don't know, okay? I never even heard of that place.
Mouch: Really? Trickster Art Gallery's a Chicago staple. Hell of a lot of Native American culture in there. Shame it got destroyed.
Otis: All right, everybody. Listen up. I've got an important announcement to make. All of us here will be travelling next month to the annual firefighting and leadership conference in... Wait for it... Las Vegas.
Herrmann: Hey, nice.
Otis: Right?
Brett: What are you talking about?
Otis: Oh, I've completely arranged it. We got, uh... We got three days in Vegas. Um, we're going to throw in a few training seminars just to balance it out. Who's in? Who's in? All you got to do is say yes.
Jimmy Boreli: Yes.
Otis: Yes!
Herrmann: I don't know what you did to swing this, Otis, but count me in.
Otis: Hey, all you got to do is sign your name to the list. Otis is going to take care of the rest. Here you go.
Herrmann: All right.
Otis: We'll collect payment later.
Herrmann: Payment? I thought you had arranged it.
Otis: Yeah, I mean, it'll cost us.
Mouch: So what exactly did you arrange?
Otis: The sign-up list. Come on, guys. Hey, it's the trip of a lifetime! You only live once.
Garage
Dawson: I was a paramedic first, and then I thought I would want to be a doctor, but I don't know. Sometimes who you are sneaks up on you. Finds you and sinks its teeth in… Okay. What's next?
J.J.: Why is firefighting so important?
Boden’s office
Severide: What's going on?
Emma Crowley: Detective Holloway's been shot. They're prepping her for surgery now at Med.
Boden: What happened?
Emma Crowley: We believe the shooter was stationed across from the courthouse. As soon as Holloway pulled up, shots were fired.
Severide: It was a hit?
Emma Crowley: Yes.
Severide: She said you guys cleared the threat. That things had calmed down.
Emma Crowley: We thought so.
Severide: I'll get J.J. I'll take him to Med.
Emma Crowley: No, you can't. For now, Chicago Med's on lockdown. This guy had a getaway car waiting. He's in the wind. He finds out he didn't finish the job, he might come back. I can't let J.J. anywhere near Med.
John Lucas: Officer John Lucas. I'm with peer support. I contacted Holloway's emergency contact, a sister in California. With the circumstances, she asked that we not tell J.J. what happened until after she arrives.
Severide: What do we do in the meantime?
John Lucas: I'll take J.J. for the day... Go to a movie, get some lunch, keep him busy.
Severide: No, that kid's a smart kid. As soon as you take him away from here, he's gonna know something's wrong. He's been hanging out in here for three shifts. I know him. He trusts me.
Emma Crowley: We'll have to provide protection. Squad cars can be stationed out front.
Briefing room
Jimmy Boreli: So J.J.'s aunt really didn't want us to tell him anything?
Severide: Yeah, she's about six hours out.
Herrmann: Six hours. All right. Well, that's plenty of time to make the best damn video that this third grade's ever seen, so if we're not out on call or doing drills, we should all be on J.J. duty. We can give this kid a good day.
Severide: Chief, I can't leave the firehouse today.
Boden: I've got Connie calling for a relief, Lieutenant. She'll be here soon.
Severide: Thank you.
Casey: She'll be all right.
Severide: Yeah.
Boden’s office
Cruz: You wanted to see me, Chief?
Boden: Yeah, come on in. Just had a phone call from a Liz Brexel... Woman from the art gallery.
Cruz: How's Armand?
Boden: He's gonna be fine, but Liz is asking for the names of the firefighters who pulled him out, and she is being insistent. I've pushed her off for now, but you have got to know this might come back. Those extra minutes we spent outside we could've spent attacking that fire… Severide's already spoken to you about this call, right?
Cruz: Yes.
Boden: You don't need to hear it from me… Cruz. There are two kinds of mistakes. There is the inevitable, and then there are the ones that you could have just avoided. Listening to orders... That stops the latter.
Kitchen
Otis: Listen up, guys, you'll be happy to know that the Firefighting and Leadership Conference board have agreed to let teach a four-hour seminar called "Lead From the Front," which'll give us free passes to the conference and free meals for three days.
Mouch: So we're still paying for most of the trip, and now we're working?
Jimmy Boreli: I like the name.
Otis: Oh, thanks, man.
Brett: Hey, Otis, did you ever hear any follow-up from Dr. Halstead?
Otis: Why would I hear a follow-up?
Brett: It's normal. Doctors call back to check how you're doing.
Otis: Yeah, but like I told you, it wasn't anything, so why would I need a follow-up?
Dormitory
J.J.: Hey.
Severide: Hey.
J.J.: Why were there cops here?
Severide: Uh, just checking in. We're helping them out with a case.
J.J.: Okay, so who's next?
Garage
Casey: When did I fall in love with this job? Before I was even doing it. When I was a kid, we had firefighters come to our school. They came with all the gear, the truck. They even let us climb up top, and, yeah, I knew right then.
Boden’s office
Boden: I'm proud of what I do, of this job. of the people. There is no more honourable way to spend your life.
Truck
Kidd: Sometimes when you help somebody else, you help yourself too.
Kitchen
Capp: Huh. Um...
J.J.: Is there anyone else I can talk to?
Severide: Yeah. Capp, beat it.
Capp: I haven't answered yet.
Severide: Beat it. Brett, please.
J.J.: Could we call my mom first?
Severide: Uh, she's... She's really busy right now, bud. What if we call in a little while?
J.J.: Can we just try her? She always answers when I call.
Main: Ambulance 61, injured child. 1395 Wells street.
Brett: Sorry.
Dance Company
Olivia: I don't know what happened. I gave them their two-minute water break, and Sally just came back acting wrong.
Brett: Okay, um, do me a favour. Will you get all of these girls to go outside? Thank you. Olivia: Come on, girls.
Brett: All right, tell me exactly what's going on.
Olivia: We were at the bar. She kept stumbling. She's not talking. I can never get her to stop talking.
Jimmy Boreli: Hey, Sally? I'm Jimmy. That's a real cool tutu you got there. Hey, can you look at me?
Brett: All right, her breathing is a bit shallow. Any asthma? Allergies?
Olivia: No, nothing on her sheet. I called her mom, had to leave a message.
Jimmy Boreli: Sally, we're going to put a really cool mask on you now, okay?
Brett: Sweetie...
Coach: Katie, everything's gonna be okay.
Brett: Um, Olivia, will you just be sure to...
Jimmy Boreli: You feeling okay? Is something wrong?
Katie: Sally did something really bad.
Jimmy Boreli: What did she do?
Katie: Sally drank this. She thought it was candy.
Olivia: Oh, my God.
Jimmy Boreli: 60% alcohol.
Brett: Okay, let's get an IV going. All right, sweetie. Here you go… Oh, damn it. It blew.
Jimmy Boreli: Sally? Sally, can you look at me? Brett, pupils are blown… BP's 110 over 90.
Brett: This is not alcohol. All right, we need versed to control the seizing. BP's too high. You're going to have to drill.
Jimmy Boreli: Okay.
Olivia: Come on, sweetie, let's go.
Brett: Fast and steady.
Olivia: Oh!
Brett: All right, there you go.
Jimmy Boreli: Thanks. Versed's in.
Brett: Okay.
Jimmy Boreli: She's still seizing.
Chicago Med: ER
Doctor: What do we got?
Brett: Six-year-old girl. Signs of a brain bleed.
Jimmy Boreli: GCS is 7. We have IO access… Hey, Dr. Halstead.
Will Halstead: What's up, guys?
Jimmy Boreli: Any news on Holloway?
Will Halstead: Still in surgery. You guys are our first call as soon as she's out.
Jimmy Boreli: Thanks.
Will Halstead: Yeah.
Brett: Uh, Jimmy, I'll meet you back at the ambo, okay? Um, do you have a second?
Will Halstead: Yeah, come on.
Brett: Okay. Um, Otis mentioned that he never made it to an appointment. Blew you off?
Will Halstead: Yeah. I usually don't need to leave six voicemails for somebody to get their blood drawn.
Brett: He didn't get his blood drawn?
Will Halstead: Did I just step into something?
Brett: Uh, no, no. It's all good. Thanks, Dr. Halstead.
Will Halstead: Sylvie, he's your friend?
Brett: Yeah.
Will Halstead: The guy needs to let me run some tests. Do your best to get him here.
Firehouse: Kitchen
Al Nelson: These aren't terrible. Is that kale?
Mouch: Excellent guess. Actually, that's a little bit of Swiss chard and cayenne pepper. My wife taught me the trick. And that's how her mother used to make them...
Al Nelson: Alderman Casey?
Casey: Yes? Can I help you?
Al Nelson: Al Nelson. I'm with the Board of Ethics. I'm here to discuss the bribe you received.
Casey: I didn't realize the Board of Ethics would be involved.
Al Nelson: No? You know what the Board of Ethics does? A politician gets a bribe in Chicago, I'm usually their first call.
Casey: Oh, well, I, uh... Sorry. Didn't realize that. I haven't been a politician very long. Listen, this isn't really the best place to...
Al Nelson: I'll only be a minute. I just have a few questions. When did you receive the bribe?
Casey: Start of shift.
Al Nelson: And you turned the bribe in?
Casey: Yes. Couple hours after that.
Al Nelson: Who would you suspect of bribery?
Casey: There was a name on the BOX: Cartman Development.
Al Nelson: I know. Anybody else? No one's approached you yet?
Casey: I'm sorry, Al, you don't need to sit. I'm actually on shift right now. It'd be more appropriate to deal with this during my office hours, or you can contact the CPD. I already gave them all this information.
Al Nelson: Of course. The CPD. I'll contact them straight away.
Severide’s office
Severide: What made you want to do your project on the CPD?
J.J.: Well, everyone knows me there, and they're really nice. Sometimes they let me look through the evidence locker. There's some crazy stuff in there. I'm probably gonna be a cop. My mom says I don't have to decide yet, but I'm pretty sure.
Severide: That's cool.
J.J.: She likes you.
Severide: Your mom?
J.J.: She calls you Kelly. Ever since my dad died, she calls almost every guy "nitwit," but you're just Kelly.
Severide: I like her too.
J.J.: Really?
Severide: Yeah.
J.J.: Cool. That's cool. So when's she picking me up?
Severide: I think towards the end of shift.
J.J.: You sure? I thought she said 4:00.
Severide: Come on. Let's go to the kitchen. We'll get Pouch some real dinner.
J.J.: Okay. Hey, Pouch. Come on, let's get you something.
Kitchen
Kidd: Is that the Trickster Art Gallery?
Cruz: Yeah, I'm looking into it. Just got to know what's what.
Kidd: Okay.
Cruz: My first year on truck, I was so pumped to get into a fire that I forgot to open the air cylinder on my SCBA… That was a mistake… Today?
Kidd: Are you sure you made a mistake?
Cruz: If I would have waited for backup, we would have gotten out of that fire two minutes earlier. The guys would have been out of there sooner. That man would have inhaled a lot less smoke. We might have even saved the building.
Kidd: But you got him out.
Cruz: I shouldn't be making mistakes anymore.
Kidd: Look, I'm sure Severide reamed you out, right?
Cruz: Huh.
Kidd: Look. Honestly, that guy operates on his gut 80% of the time. He wasn't you in there. He didn't see what you saw, what you felt. Sometimes it's your call… Our job is not black and white.
Outside the firehouse
Otis: Whoa, whoa, hey. That's per night? I thought we were talking weekly here. Well, how many people can we squeeze inside of a standard room? Yeah, okay. Well, you know what? Let me call you back. All right, bye… What's going on?
Brett: You bailed on your blood work?
Otis: I didn't bail. I just, uh, haven't gone yet.
Brett: It's exactly the same thing.
Otis: No, it's not. Listen, my cousin Stas in Omsk, he waited till he was 33 to ever see a doctor.
Brett: Okay, Otis, you have to find out what's going on. You're not a kid. I shouldn't have to explain this to you. This could all be nothing!
Otis: Or it could be something, right? Let's just get Vegas straightened out and, you know...
Brett: Who cares about Vegas?
Otis: I do. I care… Do you think Detective Holloway thought she was going to get shot when she woke up this morning? I can't control what happens tomorrow, but I can enjoy today, so we're going to Vegas.
Brett: No, no. You cannot compare yourself to Holloway. You need to get the test.
Otis: I don't know how much clearer I can be. I don't want to know.
Casey’s office
Casey: Oh, hey, Al. You forget something?
Al Nelson: I talked to the CPD like you requested. They mentioned that you thought the box may have been here a few days.
Casey: The money was with my mail. It could have come in off shift.
Al Nelson: Right. I checked the company on the box. It doesn't exist.
Casey: Okay.
Al Nelson: Okay?
Casey: Al, I'm getting the feeling you're not just here to investigate the bribe. I turned the money in.
Al Nelson: Right. You turned in the $10,000 three days after you got it. You didn't turn it into the BOE. You turned it into your cop buddy in intelligence.
Casey: I wasn't cutting any corners.
Al Nelson: I'd really like to sit and talk about this, but I already turned the paperwork in for a full investigation. I meet with the Inspector General 3:00 tomorrow… You should be there.
Dawson: Everything worked out? Are you sure you want to call her?
Briefing room
Susan Weller: Al Nelson? Al plays poker with your predecessor Becks three times a week.
There's no way he takes this easy on you.
Casey: I got a bribe. I turned it in... Same day. I did nothing wrong.
Susan Weller: I'm not saying you did, but I doubt this was actually a bribe. It's more likely someone's looking to jam you up.
Casey: Maybe a contractor? I tried to run a company out of a city contract.
Susan Weller: Okay. We might never know for sure.
Casey: I want to find out who it was.
Susan Weller: It doesn't matter who it was. Someone gave you a clean box of cash so Al would pin you down in an investigation. The bell's already been rung. All you need to worry about now is us un-ringing it.
Casey: How?
Susan Weller: I move things around.
Casey: Okay.
Garage
Herrmann: Yeah, you got your awe-inspiring saves, your death-defying courage, your being a hero, but the real, you know, golden reason? The raison d'et... The raison d'et... What do they call it?
Severide: Just answer the question, Herman.
Herrmann: Okay, all right. All right. Listen, the honest-to-God reason why so many rabble-rousing, grade A misfit dingbats like you and me get the firefighting bug? Toys.
Casey: Severide, Boden's office.
Herrmann: Hey, how about you and me... We fire up this bad boy and see what we can start cutting?
Boden's office
Emma Crowley: She didn't make it… She went into acute respiratory distress. Doctors tried to get her BP up. They transfused, but Bianca... They did everything they could.
Severide: What about J.J.?
John Lucas: Mary Holloway's about an hour-and-a-half out. We still need to respect her wishes. She is J.J.'s primary caretaker now.
Severide: I can't lie to that kid.
Casey: You don't need to lie. You're just giving him some more time. Two more hours until his life changes completely.
John Lucas: I can take J.J. for a few hours, and then...
Boden: No, no, no. Kelly?
Severide: I told Bianca I'd take him for the day. I'll do it.
Kitchen
Otis: You choose a job like this, you learn to live in every moment. There's a hell of a lot of people out there who never figure that out.
J.J.: I don't think we can say "hell."
Otis: Heck? Heck of a lot of people out... The job just teaches you how to enjoy every day while you can.
Severide: You almost got everyone?
J.J.: Almost. I haven't got you yet.
Severide: Okay.
J.J.: Do you ever wish you were anything other than a fireman?
Severide: Uh, sure, yeah. I've thought about other jobs. Sometimes being a firefighter is, uh... You know when something bad happens... That feeling you get right in your stomach? Well, sometimes that happens on calls and... Sometimes bad things happen to good people, and we can't fix it. The job is to help as much as we can, and then... Then I just try and remember somewhere down the line, eventually, those good people will be okay again.
Hallway
Casey: I wasn't expecting you so soon.
Susan Weller: Are you all right?
Casey: Yeah. I could just use some good news.
Susan Weller: Lead the way.
Briefing room
Susan Weller: I took care of it.
Casey: What do you mean?
Susan Weller: I spoke with Al. He's going to contact the CPD. Since the money was actually a private donation to a charity in your ward, it will be pulled from evidence and donated directly. Turns out there was never any bribe. All I need from you is the name of a charitable foundation.
Casey: The 100 Club of Chicago. The money should go to families who lost someone in the line of duty.
Susan Weller: Okay.
Casey: Okay. And, uh, what do I owe you for the consulting?
Susan Weller: Nothing. Think of it as a favour.
Casey: No, no, no. I'll pay. I've gotten enough favours lately.
Susan Weller: I gave you my card. I wanted you to have it… This morning, when I said you could have any campaign you wanted, I know you thought of something. I think it was only for a second, but I could tell. Whatever you saw, however far-fetched you think it was, I can get you there.
Kitchen
Cruz: Uh, Liz, right? How can I help you?
Liz Brexel: I wanted to bring you something. You know that gallery? Armand worships that place. His stubborn ass would have kept trying to save everything. If it weren't for you, I think he would have died in there… I wanted you to have this… The piece is my favourite, and each feather was donated by a Native American veteran. It's hundreds of stories just woven into one. I just wanted to thank you. We didn't lose anything important in there. We share our stories. We'll always create more.
Cruz: Thank you.
Hallway
Boden: Severide. Just got off the phone with Commander Crowley. CPD have got the shooter. Man's in custody.
Severide: That's good to hear, Chief… Hey, I just thought of something that might be good for your video. You want to go see it?
J.J.: Yeah.
Severide: Come on.
On the ladder
Severide: All right, one foot at a time. Almost there. All right… How's that for a last shot?
J.J.: Yeah. Wow.
Severide: Huh?
J.J.: Yeah. Wow. Guess the video's done. Just one more interview left.
Severide: I thought you got everyone.
J.J.: I'm saving the last one for Mom. It's supposed to be the day in the life of a local hero. Whoa. Who's that? Is that my mom?
Hallway
Severide: Hi, Mary. I'm Kelly Severide.
Mary Holloway: Is J.J.... Is he okay?
Severide: Yeah, he's okay. He's inside. He's been keeping me busy.
Mary Holloway: I was sitting on the plane, and I was thinking over and over the best way to tell him, but... God, now I just can't... I can't remember a thing. Would, um... Would you mind being in there, just in case I can't get the words out or something?
Severide: Of course. Yeah. If you want me in there, I'm there.
Mary Holloway: Okay.
Kitchen
J.J.: Aunt Mary! What are you doing here?
Mary Holloway: Um... I came here to see you.
J.J.: Really? Have you met my friend Kelly?
Severide: Come on, guys. We can go in here.
Briefing room
J.J.: Why are you crying?
Mary Holloway: I have something to tell you. Your mom... Was at work and she was shot.
J.J.: It's not true.
Mary Holloway: I am so, so sorry.
J.J.: No! You're lying. She'll be here soon. She's going to pick me up.
Mary Holloway: No, she won't.
Kitchen
J.J.: Bye. Thanks for helping me today… See you, Pouch.
Garage
Mouch: I think the dog decided for us.
Outside the firehouse
Severide: Is it okay if the dog stays with you guys? Come on. Hey. I was thinking maybe you could take Pouch for a while. Look after her. She really seems to listen to you.
J.J.: My mom really liked her.
Severide: She did. Since Pouch is part of this family, that means you are too. Come back any time you want, okay? You want to talk, you call me.
J.J.: Thanks.
Severide: All right.
Kitchen
Kidd: What's that?
Cruz: Job's not black and white… That's the gray.
Molly
Severide: So after interviewing everybody here today, do you still want to be a cop?
J.J.: Probably. I mean, cops get to catch the bad guys, and besides, my mom is a cop. She says once she started, she knew she never wanted to do anything else... Till me. She just wants to be a cop and a mom. Got it?
Severide: Got it.
