Kitchen
Cruz: Hey, Chief. Do you really need these by end of shift, or can we think on them some?
Boden: On my third shift as candidate on Truck, we lost Mikey Philo in the Superior fire. We all got back to the house, pulled off our turnout gear, put on our work boots. Mikey's boots had just stood untouched for a month… That was a reminder. These are about having no regrets. So... End of shift, please.
Severide: It was tougher than I expected.
Boden: Yeah, well, it's a tradition worth bringing back.
Borrelli: Chief. Hey, sorry I'm late, guys.
Boden: Um, let's go talk in my office.
Borrelli: If it's all the same to you, I'd like to get changed and get to work.
Boden: Okay, go get dressed. It goes without saying, people, we are here for him, whatever he needs.
Connie: Dawson, someone here to see you, apparatus floor.
Garage
Dawson: Hey, Ms. Cantrell.
Tina Cantrell: I was on my way in and realized I'm still waiting for an update on your living situation.
Dawson: I know. I'm close. Just dotting a couple of "I" s.
Tina Cantrell: I'm under pressure to place Louie with a family.
Dawson: Okay...
Tina Cantrell: This week.
Dawson: I'm looking at an apartment as soon as shift's over that's be perfect for us. Give me three, four days tops, and I'll be ready for a home inspection.
Tina Cantrell: I sympathize. I do. But there are other worthy foster families in line, and for the child's well-being, I can't delay any longer… Two days.
Radio: Ambulance 61, emergency upgrade.
Dawson: I'll make it work.
Radio: EMS plan one...
Brett: Jimmy, are you sure about this?
Borrelli: Yeah, let's go.
Street
Firefighter: All right, let me know when you guys are done… Jimmy, hey. I'm sorry.
Brett: Jimmy, come on.
Chief Hatcher: Borrelli, I'm sorry about your brother.
Borrelli: Thanks, Chief.
Brett: Where do you need us, Chief Hatcher?
Chief Hatcher: I've got some smoke inhalation victims over there by 152. Randolph!
Explosion
Firefighter: Okay? Everybody okay? Belzer, Grimes, do you copy? Report!
Brett: Set him down.
Belzer: The floor gave away. We found him in the hallway.
Borrelli: He looks pretty clean. How far was he from the collapse?
Belzer: About 50 feet.
Brett: I'm not getting a pulse.
Borrelli: He's having a heart attack. I'm gonna start compressions.
Brett: Okay.
Grimes: Is he dying?
Borrelli: No way. Come on, man. Come on.
Brett: Hey, Jimmy, slow down.
Chief Hatcher: Borrelli, calm down.
Borrelli: Breathe.
Firefighter: Jimmy. Jimmy.
Borrelli: Breathe.
Brett: Jimmy, stop. Hey, hey, look at me. Look at my face. I need you to calm down. Just breathe. Nice steady rhythm. I'm gonna put the pads on him. We've got this. All right, guys, pull him out… He's in V-fib. Charging. Clear… All right, there it is. Pulse is good. Sinus tach. Let's get him on the rig.
Dormitory
Herrmann: Hey, how goes the hunt for Chez Dawson?
Dawson: Uh... I'm waiting on my realtor. We're supposed to see a place the day after tomorrow, but I... I've got to see it sooner.
Herrmann: What are these?
Dawson: Backups.
Mouch: Caesarstone countertops. Fancy.
Dawson: 300 over budget.
Herrmann: Ooh, you know what? This is a crazy idea, but Cindy and I, we got an in-law apartment above our garage.
Mouch: You would actually evict that family of bats?
Dawson: No, I appreciate it, guys, but I'm looking for something that's already set up and ready to go.
Herrmann: All right.
Casey: There is a simpler solution. Move back in with me. Severide will understand, and the place will look great to the DCFS.
Dawson: Matt, no… We both know that's not what you want… Hello. Yeah. Okay. Okay, great. They can show the place right now if I...
Casey: Yeah, go.
Dawson: Thank you. I'm on my way.
Garage
Kidd: What? Oh, my God.
Severide: Uh-oh. Who's in trouble?
Kidd: Ohh, who do you think? Grant's been texting nonstop since I didn't go to his gig.
Severide: He still using?
Kidd: Mm, four minutes ago: "I hope you burn to death slowly." Hmm, two minutes ago: "I'm sorry, baby. I love you."
Severide: You want me to talk to him?
Kidd: Given our history, I think you're probably the last person that he wants to talk to. Oh, but what can you do? You know, this whole thing is making me really tense.
Severide: Ahh.
Kidd: And, you know, like, my neck and my back.
Severide: Oh, sounds rough.
Kidd: Maybe you should come over after shift.
Severide: Yeah?
Kidd: Yeah.
Hallway
Susan Weller: Hey.
Casey: Hey.
Susan Weller: Just who I came to see. I've got good news.
Casey: Yeah, what's that?
Susan Weller: The State Appropriations Committee is holding a three-day summit to discuss public safety issues, and you are now an official invitee.
Casey: And somehow this is good news?
Susan Weller: Yes, because the Director of Emergency Management will be there, and getting real face time with him is crucial if you want to make inroads in updating Chicago's 911 system.
Boden: She's not wrong. It would go a long way.
Susan Weller: I already booked a pair of rooms with stunning parking lot views at the Springfield Marriott.
Apartment
Vanessa:: The neighbourhood’s safe, and the folks in 4B have two little ones of their own.
Dawson: It's perfect.
Vanessa:: And with the park across the street, you two'll be spending all of your time outside in the summer.
Dawson: How much?
Vanessa:: It's a little more than you said you could afford. In fact, it's a lot more.
Dawson: I'll take it.
Firehouse
Paul: Just want to say, Danny was family. That makes you family, too, brother. Anything you need.
Borrelli: Thanks, Paul. You guys meant the world to Danny too.
Paul: I'll walk you out.
Parking
Borrelli: Hey, I wanted to ask you about the choices that were made that day.
Paul: You mean by Boden? And that extra minute? The building was coming down. We all saw it… It's all I can do not to drive over there and punch him in the mouth. If you want to get out from under that bastard, I'll sign your pink myself, transfer you here.
Casey’s office
Dawson: Application's in, which it should be a rubber stamp. So that means it's all about the home inspection.
Casey: I sincerely offered my place to make it work, and you dismissed it flat… I'm trying, Gabby.
Dawson: Well, don't. You shouldn't have to try. I'm gonna do what's right for Louie, and that starts with giving him a home where he feels incredibly wanted. Like Boden said, no regrets.
Casey: That's not fair.
Dawson: Be honest with yourself, Matt. I want something that you don't. I'm ready, and you're not. It's not a crime, and it doesn't make you any less of a man.
Casey: I'll be off next shift. There's a summit on public safety in Springfield, and Susan wants me to go.
Dawson: Susan.
Casey: Uh-huh.
Dawson: Sounds fun.
Boden’s office
Borrelli: Chief.
Boden: Ah, close the door. Have a seat… Coming back to work after a loss like yours, is never easy. There's no right time or wrong time to do it.
Borrelli: Now is the right time.
Boden: Well, I can appreciate you feel that way.
Borrelli: Good.
Boden: Okay. I got a phone call from Chief Hatcher. He said that you were pretty aggressive in your last run. I need your head working as much as your heart. Focus, clarity. That saves lives.
Borrelli: We saved a life today. What about you?
Boden: Excuse me?
Borrelli: I was just thinking that as a chief you do a lot of telling people what to do without actually doing very much yourself… Anything else?
Boden: No… Leave it open… Deputy District Chief's Office, please. It's Wallace Boden. Chief Tiberg? Yes. We need to talk about Jimmy Borrelli.
Molly’s
Kidd: Yeah… Oh, my God, what are you doing here?
Grant: Well, up until about ten seconds ago, I had the bang-up idea of forgiving you for not coming to my show, and... I don't know... Maybe sweeping you off your feet, but now I know exactly what's going on.
Kidd: Are we really having this conversation again?
Grant: You're disgusting.
Kidd: What?
Grant: You're nasty. You... You... Have a nice life, Stella. Have a real great life, you know, 'cause I was just fine before you, and I'm gonna be fine long after you. That's for sure… Just some bitch I used to nail. That's all.
Kidd: Okay.
Kidd: Safe to say he got the message.
Severide: Looks like he took it well.
Kidd: Okay, all right, let's talk about anything, anything at all besides me.
Dawson: Home study with the DCFS inspector scheduled for tomorrow, check. Realtor on her way with the lease right now, check.
Herrmann: Gabriela Dawson kicking ass and taking names. Check, check.
Severide: Good luck.
Brett: Casey's in Springfield?
Dawson: Saving the world as usual.
Brett: Need I remind you, you wanted him to run for alderman.
Dawson: Yeah, I know.
Brett: But you want him here?
Dawson: Not if he doesn't want to be here…
Dawson: Vanessa… What?
Vanessa: I'm afraid I have some bad news.
Dawson: Okay.
Vanessa: I really tried to change his mind.
Dawson: Whose?
Vanessa: The landlord's. He's gonna give the apartment to his daughter. She just graduated from college.
Dawson: No.
Vanessa: Give me a couple of days to dig. I'll find something else. I promise.
Dawson: Okay.
Herrmann’s apartment
Herrmann: Don't... Don't worry about that door. We'll get that fixed up, no problem. Yeah, so it might need a little TLC but nothing we can't handle, right? Hey, when's that inspector coming by?
Dawson: Uh... 6:00 p.m.
Herrmann: Okay.
Dawson: Today.
Herrmann: All right. Okay, well, you know, it might not be a Gold Coast penthouse, but, you know, it's got a special charm about it, you know.
Dawson: Oh.
Herrmann: Ahh, I should've warned you about that. Sorry. You know, just got to get rid of this dust, you know, get past that broken door, move some stuff around… I won that stupid monkey at Navy Pier, and I'll be damned if it wasn't every one of my kids' favourite toy… There's something about it.
Dawson: This place is perfect, Herrmann. Thank you.
Herrmann: No problem, kid. Anything for you… I'm calling in reinforcements.
Dawson: We've got four hours.
Cruz: Ah...
Dawson: We can do this. We have to.
Cindy: Not standing here like a bunch of boobs we can't. Let's go, people.
The State Appropriations Committee
Susan Weller: We're right down the hall from each other.
Casey: Okay.
Susan Weller: And here we go. Senators Reynard and Twigg and Mark Hanson, who's the director of Emergency Management.
Casey: Copy.
Susan Weller: Director Hanson, you owe me a phone call.
Mark Hanson: And a Glenlivet on the rocks. Hello, Susan.
Susan Weller: This is Alderman Matt Casey, the Chicago firefighter I told you about.
Mark Hanson: Oh, yes, heard amazing things about you.
Casey: All lies, all lies.
Twigg: Don't you firefighters have some kind of easy schedule?
Casey: We're 24 on, 48 off.
Twigg: Three-day work week. Must be nice.
Casey: When we're not running into burning buildings, I guess it is nice, sure.
Mark Hanson: These guys do amazing work. We're going to grab lunch. You should join us.
Susan Weller: We should. Matt wants to talk to you about the 911 system.
Casey: That's right, I would.
Mark Hanson: Sounds like we better get that scotch with the appetizers.
Herrmann’s apartment
Tina Cantrell: Gabby, this is Marvin. He'll be doing the evaluation.
Dawson: Yes, hi. Thank you so much for coming today.
Mouch: Oh, excuse me.
Brett: You got this. I'm not sure what good brown-nosing would do, but Gabriela Dawson is the most incredible woman I know.
Tina Cantrell: So you know, there's another family. The Gambrells. They have three foster kids currently, and they're ready to take Louie tomorrow.
Dawson: Well, I'm ready to take Louie right now.
Marvin: Is that paint?
Dawson: Yeah, yes. We just touched it up a little bit. I wanted everything to be perfect for Louie. Oh, here, let me give you a hand with that… I was in a jam. I had an apartment lined up, but it fell through, and my friends rallied to get this place the best they could with the time that we had. And I know it needs a lot of work, but believe me when I say that my firehouse family made a miracle happen today. And it's just a taste of the love Louie's gonna get once he comes home here with me.
Marvin: Okay, thank you… We'll be in touch.
The State Appropriations Committee
Casey: Hey.
Susan Weller: There you are. Director Hanson heard you were a golfer. Wants to invite you out to Medinah.
Casey: Good. And the 911 system?
Susan Weller: You've got his support, but now you've got to convince the appropriations committee.
Casey: Okay.
Boden’s office
Borrelli: Chief.
Boden: Jimmy, come on in.
Borrelli: I want to talk to you about Danny.
Boden: As do I. I had a conversation with Chief Tiberg. He and I both thought that maybe the best way to keep your brother's memory alive would be for you to take Danny's badge number for your own. That is, if you're interested. And we can present the badge officially at the memorial… Okay, Jimmy… I know you're going over that day in your head. I'm doing the same thing, but that's how we all improve. That's how future lives are saved.
Borrelli: One minute. That is what you said, and it got him killed.
Boden: Your brother thought he heard someone. He made a choice to go back in. I as chief made a choice to let him.
Borrelli: A choice?
Boden: Yeah… Just like I made the choice to come in and get you… Your brother made a sacrifice for something that he believed in. And he died a hero.
Borrelli: All right.
Kitchen
Mouch: Oy, first shift back you're gonna treat me like that?
Otis: Mail-order B12 shots. Brain cells are growing like winter wheat and spring has sprung.
Herrmann: What? Hey, did you guys hear that old McGill at 22 retired?
Mouch: He wasn't that old.
Herrmann: Wasn't that old? Crusty old bastard. He slept in his turnout pants so he wouldn't be the last guy on the engine if the bells went off at night.
Cruz: Who the hell does that?
Dawson: What is it?
Kidd: I don't know. Something's wrong.
Dawson: Who? Grant?
Kidd: Hello, Grant? Wait. Slow down. Grant, you're not making sense… Damn it.
Dawson: Stella, talk to me.
Kidd: He's on something. We're on the same account. I can use "find my phone." Lincoln Park.
Lincoln Park
Severide: Fan out.
Kidd: Grant.
Severide: Grant!
Kidd: Grant! Grant!
Severide: We need a stretcher on the north footbridge.
Kidd: Oh, my God.
Brett: Shallow breathing, pinpoint pupils.
Borrelli: All right, let's get him elevated.
Kidd: Grant.
Brett: I need two milligrams of Narcan.
Borrelli: I'll get an IV going.
Kidd: Grant, just listen to my voice. Stay with me, okay? Can you hear me? Grant.
Brett: He's not responding. Still not breathing… I'm gonna push two more.
Borrelli: Pushing two now.
Brett: Okay, okay, we got you.
Borrelli: Let's get him up.
Brett: Hey.
Chicago Med
Grant: Did I...
Kidd: Yeah.
Grant: Stupid.
Kidd: You need help, Grant.
Grant: I need you.
Kidd: No, you need to get clean.
Grant: You... You don't know how hard it is for me… You have no idea.
Kidd: Stop. Stop. I am done with the excuses.
Grant: You're done?
Kidd: Yeah.
Grant: All right. Then leave.
Kidd: Grant...
Grant: Leave! Get the hell out of here! Go! Stella. Stella.
Hallway
Kidd: Dr. Charles, um...
Daniel Charles: Look, Stella, rock bottom always looks ugly. Doesn't mean it's the end. You absolutely did your part getting him here. I want you to try and let him go for now and let us do our thing. Promise to keep you informed, okay?
Kidd: Okay. Thank you.
Daniel Charles: Of course.
Restaurant / Boden’s office
Casey: The OEMC Director says maybe they can start the upgrades in three months, so by this time next year, the 911 system should have a complete overhaul.
Boden: Well, that is fantastic news, Alderman.
Casey: And things there? Dawson?
Boden: Uh, you haven't spoken to her?
Casey: We left it up in the air.
Boden: Well, there is no news on that front… You just finish up your job there in Springfield and we will hold down the fort here in the meantime.
Casey: Sounds good. Thanks, Chief.
Boden: Okay.
Boden’s office
Dawson: You wanted to see me, Chief?
Boden: Yeah, come on in… Can you please explain to me why I still do not have a letter from you?
Dawson: This is a... This is a very complicated time right now… I just want to do it right.
Boden: Gabby, if I push... It's because I care.
Dawson: I know, Chief.
Restaurant
Casey: So how'd I do?
Susan Weller: I've been saying it for months. You're a natural.
Casey: Phew.
Susan Weller: Matt, you've got a way about you. All the cynicism and phoniness that's part of the game just rolls right off you. It's a very attractive quality… When it comes to building political allies, I mean… How about a run for state Senate? There's a seat opening up in the fall, and I wouldn't bring it up if I didn't think it was real.
Casey: The truth is, Susan, my future... Independent of being an alderman and being a firefighter, it's just... It's all uncertain right now.
Susan Weller: I understand and I want to assure you... I'm here when you say yes.
Dormitory
Radio: Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 61, Structure Fire, 4738 North Avenue.
Otis: Mouch. Mouch. Ahh...
Kidd: Mouch, come on. Wake up.
Herrmann: Mouch, hey. Mouch!
Mouch: Yep. Yep, yep, yep. Let's go!
4738 North Avenue
Boden: Okay, 51, get a line in there. Squad, start on the top floor. Truck, fifth floor. Get that roof vented.
Severide: Copy that.
Herrmann: Hey, Otis, Mouch, to the roof. Dawson, Kidd, you're with me.
Stairs
Severide: Hey, we got one on the stairs here! Let's go!
Herrmann: Hey! Hey! I got her. You two clear the floor.
Dawson: Copy.
Hallway
Dawson: Clear this one!
Kidd: Clear!
Dawson: One more, then we're out.
Street
Severide: Top floor is clear, Chief.
Boden: Work your way down, Squad.
Severide: Copy that.
Boden: Check that. Everyone out now. The fire's moving up too quickly.
Building
Kidd: Copy that, Chief.
Herrmann: Copy that, Chief.
Explosion
Kidd: Go back!
Dawson: Mayday! Mayday! Fifth floor corner unit, northeast corner. Don't have much time. Fire's moving quickly.
Roof
Otis: Northeast corner?
Mouch: This is Mouch. We can drop a lifeline.
Street
Boden: Then do it! And get that ladder over there now.
Roof
Mouch: We're good.
Building
Dawson: You first.
Kidd: No.
Dawson: Hey, no arguments! I got seniority, and I call the shots! Go!
Street
Kidd: Okay.
Boden: Come on. Come on.
Building
Dawson: This place is gonna go, Chief.
Boden: Gabby, get on that line and get out of there.
Herrmann: Watch it! We got you.
Boden: Dawson! Dawson, talk to me.
Herrmann: There she is!
Severide: Hold on, Dawson! Hold on… Hang on. I gotcha. Come on. Yeah, I gotcha. I gotcha.
Dawson: I'm okay.
Firehouse
Dawson: Hi.
Tina Cantrell: Congratulations. You'll make a great mom.
Parking
Borrelli: Hey, Stace… Hey, you guys, how you holding up? Well, this is everything that was in his locker, you know? Look, if there's anything I can do, you know, watch the kids or...
Stacey: I heard from the guys at 67, Jimmy… The rumours.
Borrelli: What kind of rumours?
Stacey: That your chief made a bad call, that Dan shouldn't have been in that building, that he didn't have to die… Is it true, Jimmy?
Borrelli: Hey. Hey, they are just rumours, Stace. Danny died a hero. Okay?
Stacey: I just don't know what I'm do gonna, Jimmy.
Borrelli: Hey, come here. Come here.
Stacey: I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Dawson’s apartment
Dawson: This is your new home. Come on.
Later
Dawson: Hey… Dear Louie, Chief Boden asked us to write letters to a loved one in case something ever went wrong on a call… I had the hardest time writing this letter, until you came into my life… I've given up a lot to get where I am, but when I look at you, I know it was all worth it. I want you to know that the life I've lived, the sacrifices I made, it was in the service of helping others. Sacrifice is the hardest of all human actions, but anyone who puts on a uniform to help others knows it's also the most important. We pay a price for our service.
CFD
Chief Tiberg: Wallace. Where's the kid?
Boden: Don't know.
Dawson: And sometimes that price is beyond our limits.
Restaurant
Susan Weller: You were amazing, like a superhero.
Casey: Oh, come on. We were amazing. I never should have doubted you. This trip was a great idea.
Susan Weller: It still is.
Dawson's apartment
Dawson: I've made mistakes and bad choices, but life has a way of giving all of us second chances. Never doubt the power of goodness in one's heart or for a single second that together we make an incredible family and you will be loved always.
