DCFS
Dawson: The paperwork on Louie said there was no known father. So where did this Andre Keyes come from?
Tina Cantrell: I don't know any more than you do. He must've gone through outside channels to track you down.
Casey: Isn't all that information confidential?
Tina Cantrell: Yes. I have no idea how he got your names.
Casey: Well, that's a pretty serious breach.
Tina Cantrell: I doubt it had anything to do with DCFS.
Casey: DCFS's job is to protect these kids. After everything Louie's been put through we're just...
Dawson: Baby… Tina... We need your help, okay? The whole thing seems pretty shady. What kind of person waits three years to contact his child?
Tina Cantrell: We'll reach out to him right away. Try to get to the bottom of this. In the meantime, let's keep our heads. For Louie's sake.
Chicago Med
Jeff Clarke: You're a match.
Severide: Seriously?
Jeff Clarke: Seriously.
Severide: That's amazing.
Jeff Clarke: You don't even know the half of it. We've been looking for a suitable donor for Anna for a very long time. I mean, not even her brother and sister are a match.
Severide: That's great. She's gotta be relieved.
Jeff Clarke: We haven't told her yet. We won't tell her until you sign the intent to donate.
Severide: Oh, yeah, yeah. Of course I'll do it.
Jeff Clarke: Slow down. There's a lot to consider. Harvesting bone marrow is a painful process and there are some small, but very real risks...
Severide: Clarke, where do I sign?
Jeff Clarke: Buddy, you're gonna be in pain for a while. You might miss a few shifts.
Severide: That's good with me. I got a ton of furlough coming my way.
Jeff Clarke: All right, but when you say you're doing this, we start Anna on a brutal course of radiation and chemo. We have to kill off her dead cells to clear the way for your healthy ones. Basically, we're gonna destroy her immune system… So if you back out... She'll die.
Severide: Clarke... Where do I sign?
Firehouse: kitchen
Dawson: Maybe he just wants to shake us down.
Kidd: Well, then he's messing with the wrong girl.
Dawson: No kidding.
Kidd: Look, it's gonna be okay, Gabby. I mean, DCFS will read this guy the riot act.
Otis: Oh, what the hell? Who took the top hat?
Herrmann: Why would someone take it? Come on.
Otis: Because it's the best piece. And it's the shiniest.
Mouch: There's nothing shiny in that box. It's been here since '78.
Herrmann: Yeah, just like every other game in this place. We've played 'em all a billion times.
Radio: Squad 3, Truck 81. Person trapped, 2617 West 17th Street.
Kidd: Hang in there.
Parking
Manager: Hurry! This dumb-ass, his arm is stuck and the whole thing's coming down.
Casey: One of your workers?
Manager: No. Some bros tried to rob the place.
Warehouse
Severide: These guys tried to hold the place up?
Manager: Nah, they snuck in and tried to make off with a few kegs of IPA.
Guy: Over here! Hurry up! Hurry up!
Casey: All right, get back! Watch your backs! Coming through.
Pants: I can't feel my arm!
Severide: Everybody, back up! Give us some room!
Casey: Otis, Kidd, attach the webbing to the ladder.
Guy: Hey, hang in there, Pants!
Casey: Hey! You need to stay back until we get the pallets stabilized. What's your name, buddy?
Guy: That's Pants.
Casey: Pants?
Guy: That's what everybody calls him... Pants.
Casey: Pants, take a deep breath, relax. We're gonna get you out of there in just a minute. Mouch, use that column as the anchor.
Herrmann: Hey, so what exactly happened here?
Guy: Well, we couldn't reach the kegs on top, so Pants tried to grab some from the bottom. It was kinda like... "Beer Jenga."
Herrmann: Wow, most people would've just given up.
Casey: All right, guys, come on. Let's get this latched up… Raise the ladder!
Severide: We need more manpower! Pull!
Guy: Pull your arm out, Pants! Pull it out!
Severide: Whoa! Whoa! Ah!
Otis: Aah! Oh, come on!
Casey: Keep pulling! That's it! Hold it!
Pants: Oh, god! Ouch!
Paramedic: We got him.
Casey: You did good, Pants.
Parking
Otis: You know, taking a beer shower sounds great until you actually do it.
Herrmann: I'd be happy to crack open a hydrant and hose you down. Very happy.
Otis: Somehow even my underwear is soaked.
Kidd: Somehow? What? You're not sure if it's beer?
Otis: Hey! Hey, check it out!
Herrmann: Score!
Firehouse
Severide: Hey.
Maggie Lockwood: Hey.
Severide: Sorry to keep you waiting.
Maggie Lockwood: No worries. Just sit down and give me a vein.
Severide: So what is this again?
Maggie Lockwood: Autologous blood donation. You're giving us your own blood, which we'll keep on hand in case something happens...
Severide: You mean, in case something goes wrong.
Maggie Lockwood: Hmm. Your words, not mine… You get hurt out there?
Severide: Ahh. Had to save some ding-a-ling from a falling keg. Hey, I got some painkillers at home. If I take a few of those, is that gonna...
Maggie Lockwood: Won't interfere with your procedure.
Severide: Okay. Great.
Maggie Lockwood: This is a really good thing that you're doing, Kelly… Anna's a great girl. Pediatric nurse from Springfield. She organizes state-wide charity events.
Severide: Wow. I'm just glad I can help her.
Maggie Lockwood: Anna wants to meet you… Don't feel obligated. I know donor-recipient interactions. That's... There's a lot of baggage there. I mean, you get to know her, and maybe the transplant doesn't work...
Severide: Hey, I'm a firefighter. I help people every day. Some make it, some don't.
Maggie Lockwood: I'm just saying, a little anonymity can be nice right now. Besides, she needs bone marrow... Not a new friend.
Hallway
Boden: What is this?
Herrmann: One man's trash is another man's treasure.
Connie: Oh, no, you are not bringing some dumpster-picked thing into my firehouse.
Otis: It wasn't in the dumpster. It was, uh, like...
Kidd: Dumpster adjacent.
Otis: There you go. Yeah.
Briefing room
Otis: Oh, this is gonna be so awesome. Who would throw something like this away?
Kidd: Well, the net's a little ratty.
Herrmann: What, are you kidding? It's in great shape.
Boden: Am I the only one who remembers the foosball fiasco of 2009?
Casey: Yeah, I said the same thing, Chief, but then I figured it'd be a nice distraction. Good way to blow off a little steam... For all of us.
Herrmann: So is that a yes?
Boden: Provisionally.
Herrmann: Yes!
Mouch: Thank you, Chief!
Otis: Yes! Yes! Thanks, Casey. Thank you.
Casey: Mm-hmm.
Kidd: Guys, what happened in 2009?
Otis: Oh!
Mouch: Oh, god!
Kidd: Wait! Guys!
Herrmann: I got it.
Kidd: What was the fiasco?
Kitchen
Casey: Hey.
Dawson: Hey.
Casey: Big news.
Dawson: Hm?
Casey: My great aunt Edwina... Sent us 25 bucks as a wedding gift.
Dawson: That is really sweet.
Casey: Mm-hmm.
Dawson: Wait. We're actually married.
Casey: So said the judge.
Dawson: That makes me so happy.
Casey: Me, too.
Dawson: Makes me think we can get through anything.
Casey: Good. Because we can.
Hallway
Otis: Oh!
Mouch: Ohh.
Herrmann: Nice. Nice.
Otis: Ha! Ah!
Herrmann: Good.
Kidd: Hey, did they take your bone marrow already? That was easy.
Severide: No, I wish.
Kidd: It's pretty cool what you're doing.
Severide: It's no biggie.
Kidd: Are you nervous?
Severide: No.
Kidd: Supposed to be pretty painful.
Severide: Anesthesia.
Kidd: Yeah, but 65% of donors report back pain afterward. So something goes wrong, bone or nerve damage, you could be off the job for a while.
Severide: And you know this how?
Kidd: I googled it.
Severide: Aw, Stella...
Kidd: What?
Severide: You care.
Kidd: Yeah, so? So what?
Severide: You care!
Kidd: What if I do care? Is that against the law?
Mouch: Oh!
Entrance
Dawson: Hey, Tina.
Tina Cantrell: There somewhere we can talk?
Dawson: Uh, sure. Yeah. Uh... Everything okay?
Tina Cantrell: Andre Keyes gave DCFS permission to administer a paternity test, so we did… I'm sorry, Gabby... But there's no question. He's Louie's father.
Waiting room
Dawson: Thanks for coming so quickly.
Casey: Judge Paget says to get you're one of the bests. Adoption attorneys in the city.
Mindy Brills: That's nice to hear, but I hope he warned you, I'm a straight shooter.
Dawson: We can handle that. We just need to know what we're dealing with.
Mindy Brills: In cases like these, the birth parent almost always wins guardianship.
Dawson: Well, what if... What if he's not a fit parent? I mean, he's basically been stalking us.
Mindy Brills: I understand, but the courts are generally reluctant to award custody to someone other than the natural parents, except in cases where those parents clearly abused, neglected, or abandoned them.
Dawson: Andre Keyes abandoned Louie for the last three years.
Casey: Louie was bounced from one abusive home to another his entire life. We're not just gonna hand him over.
Mindy Brills: I understand how upsetting this is... For both of you, but I think it's important for you to know you are not legally a guardian of Louie's, since only Ms. Dawson's name appears on the foster application.
Dawson: Wait, wait, wait, wait. So, we're... We're married now and we filed for papers to officially adopt him, together...
Mindy Brills: But those papers haven't even been considered yet. Fact is, you're still facing long odds. Knowing all that, you need to think hard about whether or not you're going to pursue permanent guardianship of Louie.
Casey: We're in this together. No matter what the paperwork says.
Dawson: We're not letting Louie go. We're ready to take this on.
Mindy Brills: Okay.
Locker room
Kidd: Hey, Herrmann, what's up?
Herrmann: Nothing.
Kidd: What's that?
Herrmann: Ah, it's just, uh... You... Nothing. I had Lee Henry swing by the firehouse, and bring me something from home… All right. Fine.
Kidd: A ping-pong paddle.
Herrmann: Please. This is a carbon fiber killerspin diamond TC. The Cadillac of table tennis paddles. No. No.
Kidd: Ohh.
Herrmann: I won it off a student from North Western who thought he was Yoo Nam-Kyu.
Kidd: So do we have a ringer on our hands?
Herrmann: Eh, greater Chicago YMCA table tennis champion... Of 1983.
Kidd: Huh.
Herrmann: So... I trust you can keep a secret, Kidd?
Kidd: Oh.
Herrmann: Atta girl.
Kidd: Mm-hmm.
Herrmann: Excuse me while I go make some money.
Chicago Med
Jeff Clarke: Anna, I got someone I want you to meet.
Anna: Yeah, of course. Come on in.
Jeff Clarke: This is Lieutenant Kelly Severide, with CFD. Kelly's your donor.
Anna: Oh, my god. Wow. I'm so glad to meet you.
Jeff Clarke: All right, I'll be outside when you're done. I got some paperwork to finish up with you.
Severide: Okay.
Anna: A lot of people said I shouldn't ask to meet you, but, you know, considering we're gonna have bone marrow in common, I don't know, it seemed only right.
Severide: Yeah.
Anna: Plus, I don't like it when people tell me what not to do.
Severide: Another thing we have in common.
Anna: Well, they did say we were a perfect match, so... I asked my friends for some trashy magazines, but instead they brought in those, and then they wallpapered the place with them which kinda makes it look like I like staring at pictures of myself, which is kinda bizarre.
Severide: No, no, no, they're great. Hey, is that Starved Rock State Park?
Anna: Yeah.
Severide: What, are you an outdoors kind of guy?
Anna: Yeah, well...
Severide: Don't get so much camping and fishing in anymore. Pretty busy with work.
Anna: Forget work. Soon as I'm all marrowed up, I am gonna take you to the best waterfall in starved rock. It's, like, way off the beaten path.
Severide: Sounds like a plan.
Hallway
Jeff Clarke: Pretty great, right?
Severide: Yeah.
Jeff Clarke: You forgot to give me an emergency contact.
Severide: I thought that was more like a formality.
Jeff Clarke: It's not.
Severide: Well, I don't know. I don't know who to put down.
Jeff Clarke: It's not the sat, man. Just give me a name. It doesn't have to be family. Just a responsible party. It can be Chief Boden, Casey, whoever you want.
Firehouse
Andre Keyes: Hey, why'd you have to go and get a lawyer? I took the test. The boy is mine and you know it.
Dawson: Okay, first of all, you need to take a step back.
Andre Keyes: Look, I just want to know why some lawyer is calling my relatives, getting in my business.
Dawson: You showed up at my house, my work. What, are you trying to intimidate me? That your game?
Andre Keyes: "Game"? You think this is some kind of game to me? That's my boy you have living under your roof!
Radio: Ambulance 61, person collapsed. 9570 Paulina Street.
Dawson: You need to leave this firehouse now.
Casey: Hey. When did he show up? Why didn't you let me know?
Dawson: There was no time.
Herrmann: Hey. Hey. Hey. Let him go. You don't wanna get into it with him here.
Brett: Dawson, I'm sorry, we gotta...
Dawson: He's not gonna back down, Matt.
Under a bridge
Brett: Hey, Gerald.
Dawson: Hey, buddy, what's going on? Hmm?
Gerald: Oh!
Dawson: Ahh!
Brett: Are you okay?
Dawson: I'll hold him as steady as I can. You get a line in.
Brett: Pushing versed.
Homeless: Don't hurt him! Help him!
Dawson: What do you think we're doing?
Brett: You sure you're okay? Looks like it's gonna be a shiner there if you don't get some ice on it.
Dawson: Ugh.
Gerald: Hey, don't lean on me.
Dawson: You didn't take your medication, did you?
Gerald: I'm sorry, Gabby.
Brett: All right. I'll help get him to the ambulance, you get some ice on that eye.
Dawson: I'm fine.
Brett: Take a break, Gabby.
Dawson: Yeah.
Firehouse : hallway
Boden: Something I should know about?
Herrmann: We'll fix it as good as new, Chief.
Otis: At no cost to the firehouse, obviously.
Boden: Obviously.
Severide: Hey, Stella, Casey needs you to reorganize the pike poles on the back of 81.
Kidd: Okay. Yeah.
Severide: And, hey, uh, I hope you don't mind, but Casey's really busy. He's had his hands full, so I put your name down as my emergency contact for the procedure. No sweat if you don't want to deal with it, though.
Kidd: Wait. What?
Chicago Med
Brett: So you're not taking Casey's last name?
Dawson: Well... Matt pointed out how bad that went for both our parents, so at first I thought, you know, I'll keep Dawson. Thank you. And then I was thinking that when Louie's adoption officially goes through, it'd be... Really nice if we could all have the same last name. Hmm… Damn… That guy can't take Louie away from us, Brett. I won't let it happen.
Brett: I can't imagine what you're going through. I'm so sorry.
Dawson: The thought of not having Louie in my life, it's not hard... It's impossible… I mean...
Brett: I was adopted.
Dawson: You didn't tell me that.
Brett: It's not a secret or anything, I just don't talk about it much. I look a lot like my parents who are both wonderful, loving people. It wasn't a big deal when I was little. But as I got older... I thought about them all the time. My birth parents, I mean… Mostly I wished that they cared enough to come looking for me. Get to know me… They never did.
Dawson: What do you think I should do?
Brett: I think it's not such a bad idea to sit down with this man… Both for him and for Louie.
Molly’s
Erin Lindsay: See ya.
Kidd: Bye.
Erin Lindsay: Kelly, hey.
Severide: Erin. Hey, it's been a while.
Erin Lindsay: Yeah, too long. Hey, man, um, Stella just told me what you're doing. That's really great.
Severide: Yeah, uh, Stella's got a big mouth.
Erin Lindsay: It's great.
Severide: Where's Jay?
Erin Lindsay: I'm on my way to meet him now. We all gotta catch up. You know, me and Jay, you and Stella, we should grab a beer or something.
Severide: Yeah, sure.
Erin Lindsay: Okay, I'll see you later.
Otis: Aha! I found it. "A player may strike the ball with his racquet, held in the racquet hand, or with his racquet hand below the wrist." In your face! That point should've counted.
Herrmann: Whatever, I beat you by seven points.
Otis: That doesn't matter. The whole game's a wash. I demand a rematch.
Kidd: This one's on the house. Don't tell Herrmann.
Herrmann: I heard that!
Kidd: It's the good samaritan special.
Severide: Thanks.
Kidd: Just looking out for you. You know, I, uh... I take my duties very seriously.
Severide: Your duties?
Kidd: Yeah. As your emergency contact.
Severide: Ah.
Kidd: Yeah, I'm gonna make sure it all goes off without a hitch. I'm gonna drive you to the hospital, I'll stay there the whole time while they... Pilfer your bone marrow, and when you come out, I'll be waiting. I might even bring you a donut.
Severide: Well, I'll tell you what, that is some premier service.
Kidd: Well, that is how I roll.
Severide: Thank you. It's, uh... It's good to have a friend in my corner.
Kidd: Yeah.
Casey and Dawson’s apartment
Dawson: All right. Yeah, see you there… He's gonna meet us at Torino diner tomorrow at 6:00.
Casey: We should let the lawyer know.
Dawson: Hey, big guy. You okay? Come here… It's okay… You have a bad dream?
Firehouse
Connie: What are you guys… This isn't your shift.
Otis: We know, Connie.
Herrmann: This is more important than work.
Briefing room
Herrmann: Out of the way, Colannino. We got a score to settle.
Colannino: Like hell "out of the way," we're playing a game here.
Otis: Yeah, you're playing it on our table.
Mouch: Come on, were you guys raised in a barn? Show a little respect.
Colannino: What do you think you're doing, Herrmann? This is third watch.
Herrmann: Yeah, I know. Relax, you get to play the winner.
Capp: Whoa, I already called the winner.
Herrmann: Oh, you're right. Capp, I'm sorry. You gotta get in line.
Colannino: I'm telling Connie.
Herrmann: Okay, you wanna warm up or you wanna get to it?
Otis: You kidding me? I was born warmed up… Whoa! Ooh!
Mouch: Oh!
Herrmann: Mm-hmm.
Chicago Med
Severide: Hey. What the hell are you still doing in bed? Don't you know it's after 11:00?
Anna: If you knew how draining my parents could be, you'd be impressed I'm still alive.
Severide: I brought you some trashy magazines.
Anna: You are the greatest.
Severide: How do you feel?
Anna: Like a hundred bucks. Can I have your bone marrow now?
Severide: I don't think the docs are done beating up on you. Still have a few more days of chemo and radiation.
Anna: Yeah, if you ask me, it's overrated.
Severide: You're a tough cookie. You're gonna make it through. I know you will.
Anna: Do I have a choice?
Severide: No.
Anna: Why did you decide to do this? Donate to somebody you'd never even met?
Severide: You need help, it gets me out of work for a few days. Win-win… I've not always been proud of the way I've lived my life… And this... This is something that I'll never regret.
Mr. Turner: Excuse me, Anna, honey. I think I left my reading glasses in here somewhere.
Anna: Maybe on the chair, Dad.
Mr. Turner: Hey… Are you the guy? Honey, is he... Is this the guy?
Severide: Kelly Severide.
Mr. Turner: Thank you… God… Thank you so much.
Torino diner
Andre Keyes: I appreciate you guys reaching out.
Casey: Hanging around outside our house wasn't the best way to start a conversation.
Andre Keyes: No, I get that, and I'm sorry. But I've been pretty messed up these last few weeks just trying to track Louie down.
Dawson: Is this the first time you've tried to get in touch with him?
Andre Keyes: Yeah. Because I didn't know he existed. Look, I just got back from Bagram, Afghanistan, last month. Been deployed in that region on and off for the last three years. I moved back into my folks' place and that's when Evie, Louie's mother, showed up. I mean, me and her only spent a couple weeks hanging out. I barely knew her. As soon as I realized what she was into, I was done. So I stopped calling her. She stopped calling me… Then she shows up last month, tells me she got pregnant back then. Had a baby… My baby.
Dawson: Uh... Does Evie want Louie?
Andre Keyes: No. She's still in and out of rehab. Told me she couldn't take care of the baby then, still can't, but she asked me for money. Her asking for cash made me think she was lying about the whole thing, so I had an army buddy do some digging and that's how I tracked Louie down.
Casey: That was private information.
Andre Keyes: Look, I didn't know what else to do. Look, I'm in my... I'm not a man who runs from my responsibilities. I want to... Do right by my son.
Casey: Louie is a great kid, but he's been through a lot. This isn't something you just jump into because you think you should.
Andre Keyes: No, I know that, but I can handle this. My parents, my sisters, they all wanna be a part of it, to bring this boy back to our family… Just forget about the guardianship stuff for now, that's for the courts, but you understand, I want to meet my son. Talk to him, get to know him. You, DCFS, whoever can be there the whole time.
Dawson: Wha... You... You have every right to meet your son… But this visit is as far as it goes. Everything else goes through the attorneys. You hear me?
Andre Keyes: I understand.
Casey: It's all gonna be okay.
Parking
Severide: What's up, Clarke? You come to check out my new paint job? What is it?
Jeff Clarke: We had to take Anna off chemo. It was crashing her immune system. Her neutrophil count is at rock bottom... That's a type of white blood cell. We tried to counter with antibiotics. She had a bad reaction, so...
Severide: What now?
Jeff Clarke: Nothing… Without chemo we can't prep her to receive your bone marrow.
Severide: So they're delaying the procedure?
Jeff Clarke: We had to cancel it.
Severide: That's it? You... You just let her die?
Jeff Clarke: No, we'll give her body a rest, see if she bounces back.
Severide: What are the odds that she will? Does she even have a chance?
Jeff Clarke: A very small one.
Severide: Ugh. I just saw her this morning. I mean, she looked... She was taking a beating, but she wasn't ready to give up.
Jeff Clarke: I know, man. I'm sorry, Kelly.
Firehouse : kitchen
Boden: Morning, everyone.
Herrmann: Hey, Chief.
Kidd: Good morning, Chief.
Otis: Morning, Chief.
Boden: Tell me again, when is the briefing room door getting fixed?
Otis: Oh, yeah, uh, Capp was supposed to pick up the new piece of glass, but...
Capp: But it's silly for Capp to pay for the glass when Otis broke it.
Otis: Only because Otis was diving for a ball that Capp should've clearly had, which is why we're no longer doubles partners, you giant...
Boden: Let's just get the door fixed, huh?
Otis: You got it, Chief.
Cruz: Hey, Kidd, so Severide's doing that bone marrow thing today, huh?
Kidd: No, tomorrow.
Cruz: You sure?
Kidd: Tomorrow, 10:00 A.M., Chicago Med, fourth floor, B wing. Nothing to eat or drink after midnight. That specific enough?
Cruz: Then why do we have a relief lieutenant on Squad?
Bar
Severide: Can I get another pour?
Bartender: You know happy hour doesn't start for another ten hours?
Severide: Don't mind paying retail.
Firehouse: hallway
Boden: Casey... Little problem with your equipment request.
Casey: What is it?
Boden: It's only half-filled. Contrary to popular opinion, I don't actually read minds.
Casey: I'm sorry, Chief. I-I don't know where my head's at.
Boden: If your head is focused on your family, it's in the right place.
Otis: It was on the line!
Capp: No, that was in!
Arguing
Casey: I'm gonna tell them to take it down a notch.
Fight
Otis: Ah!
Capp: That was not in!
Casey: Hey! What the hell is wrong with you?
Otis: Sorry, Lieutenant, we were just...
Casey: I don't want to hear it! This is a workplace. We do a serious job here. And you guys are acting like a bunch of idiots! Somebody fix that damn door!
Mouch: Sorry, Lieutenant.
Casey’s office
Herrmann: Hey, Lieutenant, you wait a sec? Listen, on behalf of those knuckleheads back in that room, I apologize.
Casey: I might've overreacted a little.
Herrmann: Any particular reason?
Casey: Gabby, and the DCFS agent are taking Louie to meet his birth father tonight.
Herrmann: And you're not going, too?
Casey: DCFS thought it'd be better for Louie to have as small a group as possible.
Herrmann: That doesn't seem right.
Casey: I didn't want to push back. Stress out Gabby even more than she already is… This has been rough on her, man.
Herrmann: And on you.
Casey: Yeah.
Herrmann: Listen, not for nothing, Lieutenant... You, uh... You're more of a dad to that kid than anyone's ever been.
Restaurant
Dawson: Good job… Hey! Hi!
Casey: Oh. Andre not here yet?
Dawson: Not yet, but, damn, am I glad you are.
Casey: I'm not going anywhere.
Dawson: Good.
Casey: Hey, little fella. Show us what you got, huh?
Street
Kidd: Is this how it went with the Foosball table?
Herrmann: Pretty much.
Radio: Truck 81, can you take in a vehicle accident at Lake and Ashland?
Herrmann: Showtime! Copy that, Main.
Restaurant
Tina Cantrell: Andre's still not answering. That's the third message I've left.
Casey: He's over an hour late.
Dawson: How long do we wait this out?
Tina Cantrell: It's time to go home.
Dawson: He seemed so determined when we talked to him.
Tina Cantrell: It's a huge decision to make, actually showing up here. Wouldn't be the first time I saw someone back out.
Dawson: Okay, Louie, you ready to go home?
Louie: Yes.
Dawson: Okay, let's do it.
Intervention
Herrmann: Hey, Mouch, Kidd, take the minivan.
Mouch: Got it.
Herrmann: Otis, you're with me.
Otis: Right.
Mouch: Ma'am, can you hear me?
Otis: Hey, Herrmann, that's Severide's car.
Mouch: Stay focused.
Kidd: Yeah.
Herrmann: Hey, did you see the driver of this car?
Witness: No. Sorry.
Herrmann: Did anybody see what happened here?
Witness: Nope.
Elsa: My baby...
Kidd: No, no, no. Hey, no, don't try and move.
Elsa: My daughter. Where's my Chloe?
Mouch: Kidd!
Kidd: Over here! I got a young girl! Non-responsive!
Elsa: My Chloe. My baby.
Kidd: We got her, okay? We're working on her.
Brett: Mouch, I'm gonna need a hand.
Mouch: Copy.
Brett: One, two, three. We're gonna have to intubate. All right, 61 to Main. We need a second ambulance on the scene.
Radio: Copy that, 61.
Brett: Ready? Let's go.
Mouch: Kidd, let me in there.
Kidd: Yeah.
Herrmann: Hey.
Kidd: Where is he?
Herrmann: No sign of him.
Kidd: I've been trying to get ahold of him all day and he hasn't gotten back to me… God, this is bad.
Herrmann: All right… Hey.
Officer: Looks like a hit and run, huh? I ran the tag. Mustang belongs to a Kelly...
Herrmann: Severide. Kelly Severide. He's a firefighter. Do us a favour? Put in a call to the Intelligence unit.
Kelly’s apartment
Severide: I'm coming! What's wrong?
Erin Lindsay: Kelly, what are you doing?
Severide: What do you mean?
Hank Voight: Look, you'd better grab a jacket. You gotta come with us.
Severide: I'm not going anywhere. What is this... What is this about?
Erin Lindsay: Kelly, you can either come with us now, or wait for some uniforms to come down here and put you in cuffs.
Severide: What happened? What did I do?
