Firehouse: kitchen
Dawson: Impressive stack of forms on your desk. You having a paper drive?
Casey: That's the paperwork I get to deal with thanks to these.
Mouch: I was thinking of giving up bacon for health reasons, but Trudy has two rules for men. No cats, and no vegetarians.
Kidd: I'd add sandals to that list.
Otis: If we put together a list like that for women, you would murder us.
Brett: That's not true. Try it.
Cruz: Do not.
Dawson: Oh, no, please. I'm interested.
Otis: Um... Maybe just...
Kidd: Come on, Otis. What's on the list?
Otis: No... Racists?
Kidd: Is that a question? You're not sure?
Herrmann: Never had a chance.
Capp: Mm-mm.
Hope: Hey.
All: Oh!
Hope: What a nice welcome.
Brett: Yeah, nothing cheers up this crowd like paychecks.
Hope: Sylvie Brett, there you go.
Brett: Thank you.
Hope: Matthew Casey.
Casey: Yep.
Herrmann: Hey your first Captain's paycheck.
Severide: Oh, must be nice.
Hope: Christopher Herrmann. There you go, Kelly… Happy payday, everyone.
Cruz: Thank you.
Kidd: Uh... Forgot someone.
Hope: Oh, there wasn't a check in the package for you, so I figured you must have direct deposit.
Kidd: Nope, I get a check every week, just like everyone else. Or at least, I did until today.
Hope: I'm not sure what happened, but I'll call over to payroll right now. I'm really sorry about that.
Brett: Don't worry. She'll find it.
Garage
Herrmann: Hey, yo, you're blocking emergency vehicles here!
Mouch: Deliveries go around back to the kitchen door!
Delivery guy: Not this. It's too big.
Herrmann: Holy smokes. What is that?
Delivery guy: Couldn't tell you. Belongs to a Brian Zvonecek.
Herrmann: Hey, Cruz. Go find Otis, would you?
Cruz: Hey, Otis! Get out here! What'd Otis do now?
Mouch: Ordered something all the way from Osaka.
Otis: Is this what I think it is?
Herrmann: You tell us.
Cruz: What is it, Otis?
Otis: This, gentlemen, is the future.
Radio: Truck 81, Ambulance 61. Person injured...
Otis: Hey, Cruz, can you drag that in for me? Real gentle. Thanks, pal.
Street
Cop: You guys better hurry.
Casey: Where's the victim?
Cop: Right this way with an attempted break-in. Didn't work out for the kid.
Casey: Got him real good.
Brett: Oh, my God.
Casey: 81 to Main, you better send out Rescue Squad.
Herrmann: All right. Stop moving, buddy. The more you move, the worse it gets.
Casey: Watch your backs.
Cruz: Oh!
Casey: He's losing a lot of blood, and the medics can't work on him until we get him out of that mess. Truck can get him down here, but I want Squad to cut him free.
Severide: No, let's leave him where he is. Cruz, grab a Stokes basket, a rope, and a pulley.
Cruz: Copy that.
Casey: What are you doing?
Severide: Gonna reposition the aerial. Make it an overhead anchor point. We'll take the Stokes basket, and we'll raise it up to the victim, secure him in it, and then we'll extract the wires. Strand by strand.
Casey: That'll take way too long. I Just want to cut the whole section free, and bring him down, you can disentangle him on the ground.
Severide: Casey, you see where that wire's digging into his leg?
Casey: Yeah, that's why I want to bring him down, so the medics can stop the bleeding.
Severide: I say we should keep him stable. Mouch! Get that ladder up!
Casey: Mouch, scrub that. Stay where you are. I'm making the call. We bring the victim down, and work on the ground.
Cruz: Stokes basket is ready, Lieutenant.
Severide: No, we don't need it. Captain says we're gonna bring the victim down right now, wire and all. Grab the bolt cutters, and head up on the roof.
Cruz: Copy.
Severide: Herrmann, let me up on that ladder.
Herrmann: All right. Tony, let's move this dumpster.
Tony: Yeah.
Cruz: Ready, Lieutenant?
Severide: Go for it.
Capp: Let me grab the pole.
Tony: Flip it.
Capp: You got it, Kidd?
Kidd: Yeah.
Casey: Whoa, whoa. Wait. That's it. Stop. Hey, watch the barbs. Wire's under a lot of tension.
Dawson: Got it. Watch it.
Casey: Okay. Bring him down.
Severide: Pulley. Okay?
Herrmann: Got it.
Cruz: Got it.
Severide: Damn it… We got a bleeder.
Brett: Femoral artery. We need to transport now.
Dawson: Let's go.
Casey: Nice work.
Firehouse
Brett: Did things seem a little hostile back there between Casey and Severide?
Kidd: Yeah, Squad always thinks they know better than everyone else.
Hope: Okay, thank you, bye. Hey, Stella.
Kidd: Hi.
Hope: That was payroll, and according to their system they did issue a check for you, but it wasn't in the packet, so they must have messed up somewhere along the line.
Kidd: Someone did, yeah.
Brett: Oh, mistakes happen.
Hope: I will figure all of this out, I promise. Maybe it was in another packet. I will get your check to you ASAP.
Kidd: Yeah.
Hope: Of course it has to be Stella's check that goes missing. She already hates me. This is only gonna make it worse.
Brett: She doesn't hate you.
Hope: Oh, please. I can tell, even if I have no idea why.
Brett: No way.
Hope: Oh, yeah. I had my mom send a bunch of stuff from Fowlerton. This was in the box.
Brett: Oh, my God. Aww.
Hope: Look at what dorks we were.
Brett: Oh, yeah, you were never a dork. Oh, that's the year I got braces.
Hope: You were such a good girl.
Brett: Mm, you weren't.
Hope: Well...
Hallway
Casey: Herrmann, have you seen Severide?
Herrmann: Nah, but come here, Otis wants to show us something.
Briefing room
Casey: What's in the crate?
Cruz: Otis says it's the future.
Otis: Hey, Kidd, come on in. You're gonna want to see this. Okay, so, a few months back, I signed up with a manufacturer to beta test a new piece of equipment.
Casey: And you didn't run it by me first?
Otis: No, but I'm personally liable for the loaner unit, so I figured I didn't need your authorization.
Casey: You did.
Otis: Oh, okay. I understand that now, but Casey, you're gonna love this. Because we're not talking about some new tool or piece of gear. This is a whole new class of firefighting technology.
Casey: Otis, open the box.
Otis: Tony? Ta-da. This is the Kyujo Nakama 250.
Kidd: Did you call it Cujo?
Otis: No, I didn't. This is the Kyujo Nakama.Which means "The Rescue Pal."
Casey: Okay.
Herrmann: With all the new responsibilities that Casey's got, you're just gonna drop that in his lap too?
Otis: He's gonna thank me for this, okay? This machine is gonna change everything.
Mouch: Sure, by putting us out of a job.
Herrmann: Yeah, machines are taking over fast enough without traitors like you, you know, rolling out the red carpet for 'em.
Severide’s office
Casey: Hey. Victim's gonna pull through. Never lost consciousness the whole way to the hospital. Thought you'd want to know.
Severide: That's great.
Casey: Everything okay?
Severide: Casey...
Casey: Yeah.
Severide: When you escalate a call... A routine call... And bring in Squad, that generally means the Squad officer is now in charge of the scene.
Casey: Generally, yes. But in this case...
Severide: So what's the point of asking me for my expertise if you're just gonna pull rank and make me do things your way?
Casey: Whoa, I... I didn't pull rank...
Severide: I've worked under a lot of chiefs and officers, and I've never seen a good leader ignore an expert opinion just because he could.
Casey: Severide, I wasn't looking for an assessment of my leadership abilities. I just came to tell you about the victim.
Severide: Fair enough. Thanks for the update.
Boden’s office
Casey: We have a problem.
Boden: What is it?
Casey: Nothing life or death, just I had a little friction with Severide on our last call. I'll spare you the details. Suffice it to say, he didn't want to follow my command. Now I get it. He had his opinion about the rescue, as he should, but he put me in a position where I had to issue a direct order. And now he's all bent out of shape… You need to talk to him, Chief.
Boden: Me?
Casey: Yeah, I already tried, but you know, we were friends, and... I think it's hard for him to accept the new dynamic.
Boden: I thought you said "we" had a problem, Captain.
Casey: Well, it's my problem, Chief, but...
Boden: Then you should deal with it. Otherwise, you make it my problem, and you might not like my solution. I can't have discord in my command structure. That's a untenable situation.
Garage
Cruz: Stokes basket was a good idea.
Severide: Yeah, I thought so.
Cruz: Why did Casey have to overrule you on that?
Severide: Couldn't tell you.
Cruz: I mean, you know I love Casey. But he ought to have more respect for Rescue Squad. All our know-how. The extra training we do.
Severide: You gonna finish that compartment anytime today, Cruz?
Toilet
Dawson: Meaning what?
Kidd: Maybe she took it. I mean, she got in trouble for stealing at her old job.
Brett: She did not.
Kidd: Whoops.
Brett: Look, if you're talking about Hope, she would never do that. You know that thing in Fowlerton was just her crazy boss making stuff up.
Kidd: I know that's what she says.
Dawson: Hope can't steal your check. Accounting already stopped payment on it.
Kidd: I don't know what she's up to. The whole thing is weird. I have never had an issue with payroll ever. Have you guys?
Dawson: No.
Brett: No, but that's...
Kidd: Seems to me that she is either messing with me, or she's incompetent. And neither one of those things are good.
Brett: Or accounting made a mistake. And she's bending over backwards trying to help you. It's funny that your problems with Hope started right after she slept with Severide.
Kidd: My... My problem is that money is tight. And I'm gonna miss a car payment because of her screw-up!
Dawson: Guys, come on.
Hope: Oh, good. You're here. I just talked to Yvonne in payroll, and they're gonna cut you a new check, but they say it's gonna take like two weeks to process. I told them they had to do better than that, and I will make sure that they do. I just wanted to keep you updated.
Kidd: Good.
Brett: Thanks, Hope.
Hope: No problem.
Brett: Unbelievable.
Dawson: Don't put Brett in the middle of this.
Kidd: Brett did that. Not me. I'm not the bad guy here.
Garage
Mouch: Are we sure this is a good idea?
Otis: It's fine. The Rescue Pal is on duty.
Herrmann: Firehouse burns down. Film at 11:00.
Kidd: Otis!
Otis: I got it, I got it. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey.
Mouch: And the robot rebellion has begun.
Otis: Oh... Okay. Okay. Go. Not a problem. Not a problem. Not a problem. I got this.
Kidd: Yeah.
Otis: Okay.
Radio: Ambulance 61. Person in Distress. Halsted and West Washington.
Dawson: Looks like a good time to get out of here.
Food market
Cashier: She's over here. Let me show you. Excuse me. I brought her a chair because she wasn't feeling good.
Dawson: Okay. Thank you.
Pete Calhoun: Her pulse is tacky. About 110. She was in the aisle complaining of lightheadedness when I found her. She's about eight months along. I'm a doctor.
Dawson: Oh, great. We got it from here. Thank you.
Pete Calhoun: Okay, I'm Pete Calhoun. Let me know if you need anything.
Brett: Thanks.
Dawson: Hi, I'm Gabby. What's your name?
Deborah: I'm Deborah. I'm fine, really. I'm just a little bit dizzy.
Pete Calhoun: Check her blood pressure?
Dawson: Lucky we got a doctor here.
Brett: Did the dizziness come on suddenly, or...?
Deborah: I guess, I... Yeah, I think.
Dawson: Deborah, do you know where you are?
Deborah: I... I...
Dawson: Deborah?
Brett: Oh, her blood pressure's really high: 190/108.
Dawson: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. She's eclamptic. We need to stop her seizures and get her to Med fast. She needs to deliver.
Pete Calhoun: Careful. No stimulation. You need to administer magnesium sulfate for the seizures.
Dawson: Yeah, they took that off our rigs a long time ago.
Brett: All right… Pushing two milligrams of Versed.
Pete Calhoun: I can help hold her.
Dawson: Sir, we need you to back off.
Brett: Pushing two more milligrams.
Dawson: Okay, let's get her out of here.
Brett: Yep.
Street
Pete Calhoun: Get her on a cardiac monitor.
Dawson: We know.
Brett: Thanks for your help.
Pete Calhoun: Yeah, of course. I hope she's okay.
Locker room
Casey: Hey, Cruz. Severide come in yet?
Cruz: Yeah, he took off right from the apparatus floor.
Casey: He didn't even change?
Hallway
Kidd: Hey. You get an update on your pregnant victim?
Dawson: Yeah, yeah, they did a C-section at the hospital, and both the mom and baby are stable.
Kidd: Nice going. You, uh... Where's Brett? Did she cut out early?
Dawson: Yeah. She was vague about why. I think something's going on.
Kidd: Or she wanted to avoid walking out with me.
Hope: There must be some way to expedite that check. Let me talk to your supervisor.
Kidd: Hey. If and when Hope actually gets me my check, I will apologize to Brett. But she should apologize for that Severide comment.
Dawson: Mm, I was kind of proud of her for that one.
Kidd: Yeah, me too.
Kitchen
Mouch: Herrmann, did you see this?
Herrmann: What the hell's going on?
Otis: I got to lock up the robot. I can't risk the other shifts mishandling it.
Herrmann: So you're putting it in our food locker?
Otis: You got a better idea?
Herrmann: Yeah, don't put it in our food locker.
Mouch: You can't leave this stuff out, Otis. Those guys on third shift are like raccoons. They'll eat all our Dum-Dums.
Otis: Guys, this machine cost 9 million Yuan. And I'm the one that's responsible for it.
Herrmann: Hey, Captain, Otis is trying to turn our food locker into a doggie crate for his stupid robot.
Casey: Figure it out.
Otis: There. I figured it out.
Restaurant
Brett: Sorry I'm late.
Pete Calhoun: Oh, I'm just glad that you showed up.
Brett: Um... Okay.
Pete Calhoun: I was worried that the stalker-ish way I tracked down your number at the CFD might've sent you running.
Brett: Oh, it still might. I just figured I'd get a nice meal out of you first.
Pete Calhoun: Ah, smart woman… You were really impressive treating that victim on scene.
Brett: Oh, thanks.
Pete Calhoun: So how long have you...
Brett: What kind of doctor...
Pete Calhoun: How about I order us some wine?
Brett: Smart man.
Molly’s
Casey: Thanks… Here's the thing. You and I have been working together a long time. And developed a certain dynamic. But just because the dynamic has changed...
Severide: My plan was better.
Casey: Can I just finish?
Severide: I know the kid was bleeding out. The Stokes basket, it wouldn't have taken that much longer, and we could've kept him stable. Here's a similar rescue. Utility worker gets his arm snagged up on a telephone pole. That's where I got my idea.
Casey: Severide, are we talking about the best way to handle a call, or are you just miffed because I got my captain's bugles before you?
Severide: The victim's gonna lose his leg.
Casey: What?
Severide: I talked to Maggie over at Med. The femoral artery, it's ruined. The nerve damage is too great. They're gonna amputate first thing in the morning.
Casey: And your plan could've saved his leg? You know that for a fact?
Severide: Casey, it was a better plan.
Casey: You have no idea if it would've made a difference. Come on. Nobody can know that.
Severide: Okay… Should've kept him stable.
Street
Brett: I'm not really a kissing-on-the-first-date kind of girl.
Pete Calhoun: Oh, okay. I respect that.
Brett: But the thing at the ambulance when you smiled at me, that was kind of a first date.
Pete Calhoun: Oh, so this would be like our second date.
Brett: Right. Right.
Pete Calhoun: Oh, I respect that even more.
Brett: You're very respectful.
Pete Calhoun: Which is a good reason for you to invite me up to your apartment.
Brett: I have two roommates who are man-children.
Pete Calhoun: I can handle that… That's the hospital. One second. Hey... Okay, yeah, yeah. Be right there… I am so sorry. This is a patient emergency. I have to go deal with this.
Brett: Oh.
Pete Calhoun: But I had a really good time tonight. Can we do this again soon? Like imminently?
Brett: I'd like that.
Pete Calhoun: Okay. Bye.
Brett: Bye.
Severide and Kidd’s loft
Kidd: New IPA from Printer's Row. And the Blackhawks game is on.
Severide: You just solved all our problems.
Kidd: Mm. I got into this thing with Brett at work today, and...
Severide: Mm.
Kidd: What?
Severide: How about no firehouse talk?
Kidd: Yeah, I like it. You gotta keep work and personal life separate. It's the only way to go.
Severide: It's the only way.
Kidd: So what happens if I don't pay rent this month?
Severide: You keep plying me with beer and hockey, you can stay as long as you want.
Kidd: You're a good friend.
Casey and Dawson’s apartment
Ramon: All those years I supervised 200 men in that office, and now I'm answering to a kid half my age. I gotta tell you the truth, baby. I couldn't be happier.
Dawson: Aww, I'm glad the job's working out.
Ramon: Ah. Enough about the office. Now how you doing? Things are going well, huh? And Matt, first with that medal, and now with the promotion, it's like...
Dawson: Things are good. I mean this captain thing is... It's been an adjustment, but, you know, I think it's good for him.
Ramon: There he is now. Senor Capitan.
Dawson: Hey, baby.
Casey: Ramon.
Dawson: You find Severide?
Casey: I found him. He thought I needed a lecture on how to be a firefighter. Guy's got a serious chip on his shoulder about my new rank.
Dawson: Well, you know how he's not afraid to buck authority. And now you're the authority.
Casey: Oh. Great. And if he keeps it up, Boden decides the situation is untenable, maybe one of us has to go.
Dawson: Is it untenable? It seems like Severide just had a strong opinion about the rescue.
Casey: Yeah, so did I. What, you think he was right?
Dawson: No.
Ramon: Matthew, I don't think that's what she's saying at all.
Casey: Oh, here we go.
Ramon: I just think that maybe...
Casey: Here's the thing, Ramon. For months we had to listen to what you think. We're over it.
Dawson: Matt!
Ramon: Uh... This was obviously the wrong time for a visit.
Dawson: Dad.
Ramon: No, that's okay, Gabby. I'll call in the morning, baby.
Dawson: What is wrong with you? He's not the enemy, Matt. And neither am I!
Casey: So everyone else is right, and I'm wrong. Got it.
Outside the firehouse
Brett: And I didn't say anything to you since I know how you feel about doctors, but it was actually a lot of fun. He's really sweet, and funny, and smart. He's already called and texted a bunch of times, which I love. We're getting together again next week… Are you mad at me? I should've told you...
Dawson: No, no, not at all. It's just, Casey and I really went at it last night.
Brett: Oh, I'm sorry.
Dawson: I think this whole captain thing has him stressed out.
Brett: Well, it's a lot of responsibility. Maybe he just needs some time to adjust to it.
Dawson: I hope so.
Kitchen
Otis: Oh, my God! No! No!
Dawson: What's the matter, Otis?
Otis: Somebody tampered with the robot. They vandalized it!
Dawson: Are those lollipops?
Otis: Unbelievable! How did they even do this from outside the cage?
Brett: Maybe they reached in with like a pipe pole or something.
Mouch: Like building a ship in a bottle. You almost have to admire their persistence.
Otis: Unless... They knew the combination.
Herrmann: Otis, if I wanted to mess with your little robot friend, I'd just take a Halligan to it.
Otis: Oh. Ugh.
Offices
Hope: Excuse me, Chief.
Boden: Yeah?
Hope: I'm sorry to bother you, but is it all right if I take off for an hour?
Boden: In the middle of a shift?
Hope: Yes. I... The thing is, accounting won't return my calls, because I've sort of been harassing them about Kidd's missing checks, so I was just gonna show up and stand there until they cut her a new one.
Boden: Huh.
Hope: If that's okay with you.
Boden: I do appreciate a healthy dose of tenacity. You got an hour. Get it done.
Hope: Will do. Thank you, Chief, very much.
Boden: You're welcome.
Garage
Casey: Three more seconds. And... Time. Line them up according to length… Who's up next? Where's Otis?
Mouch: On a phone call last I saw.
Casey: Otis, I hope that was an emergency, because we're drilling out here.
Otis: Yeah, it was very important. I did a little sleuthing, and I'm 98% sure that it was Boswell on third shift.
Casey: What was Boswell?
Otis: He's the one who vandalized Kyujo.
Casey: Otis, pick up the jump rope.
Otis: Captain, he got lollipop juice on the motherboard. It could've shorted out. You oversee all three watches. You gotta do something about this.
Kidd: Done!
Casey: Here's what I'm gonna do. Put that thing back in the crate, and ship it back to China or wherever the hell it came from.
Otis: What?
Casey: Now, Otis! Get it done.
Otis: Yes, Captain.
Casey: Again.
Hallway
Herrmann: Hey, Casey. You okay? All right, look. Otis... Well, he's an idiot. But the robot thing, I mean, could be he just wants to make himself useful, you know?
Casey: He is useful. He's a firefighter.
Herrmann: Yeah, but think about it. I mean, he's been low man on the truck for a long time. You know, maybe he's just looking for more responsibility.
Casey: Tell him it's overrated.
Lakeshore
Dawson: It's funny, we never come to Lakeshore anymore.
Brett: Yeah, I wanted to pick up supplies here 'cause I noticed Med's been running low on... Gauze lately.
Dawson: Huh. I didn't notice that.
Brett: Excuse me. Do you know if Dr. Pete Calhoun is working today?
Nurse: Yeah, sure, I'll page him.
Brett: Thanks.
Nurse: Dr. Calhoun, come to the front desk.
Dawson: Why didn't you just say you wanted to swing by and see Dr. Hottie?
Brett: I wasn't sure if you'd want to. And there really wasn't much gauze at Med last time we were there, so...
Dawson: Mm-hmm. Oh.
Pete Calhoun: Sylvie, what are you doing here?
Brett: We were just picking up supplies, so I figured I'd say hi.
Nurse: Dr. Calhoun, it's your wife. She says there's no parking spaces, so she's waiting out front for you.
Brett: Your wife?
Pete Calhoun: I'll call you later and explain, okay?
Brett: No. Not okay.
Pete Calhoun: Sylvie...
Brett: What is wrong with you?
Dawson: Hey, come on, let's get the hell out of here.
Ambulance 61
Brett: How could I be so wrong about that guy?
Dawson: Ugh, I'm sorry. He's a fool.
Brett: It never even occurred to me that he might be married… I'm the fool.
Dawson: No. Hey, no, you are not. You just tend to see the best in people, and maybe... Sometimes ignore the rest… It's something all your friends know and love about you… What?
Brett: Nothing. Let's just go.
Kitchen
Hope: Stella.
Kidd: How did...
Hope: I stood in front of Yvonne's desk whining until she got so sick of me that she wrote it out by hand. I'm an impressive whiner.
Kidd: I guess you are. Thanks, Hope.
Hope: No problem.
Kidd: Gotta hand it to your friend. She pulled it off.
Brett: I'm glad it worked out.
Kidd: Wasn't my best apology.
Dawson: Pretty sure that's not what's bothering her.
Garage
Otis: If you two are here to gloat, take it somewhere else.
Herrmann: We're not here to gloat. We're here to deliver great news.
Otis: Okay. What?
Mouch: We told Casey he ought to give the robot a second chance. He said you could keep it.
Otis: Seriously?
Mouch: Yes, with the caveat that you can't send it into a working fire.
Otis: Well if I can't deploy it in an actual fire, then what use is it?
Herrmann: I could think of plenty of uses for this.
Otis: Oh, hey! So, I get to keep my robot, and you get to keep disrespecting it?
Herrmann: Yeah. It's your devil's bargain. Besides, you're better at driving this than you are at driving that.
Otis: You think I'm a good driver?
Herrmann: Sure… Everybody does.
Casey: Hey, guys. Can I have a minute with your lieutenant?
Cruz: Uh... Yeah. Sure thing, Casey. No worries.
Casey: Here's your article. I see what you're talking about. It made a lot of sense to try it that way… You really think it would've saved his leg?
Severide: The damage was done long before we got there.
Casey: So here's the thing, Severide. We had a victim bleeding out. And I had to choose between the fastest rescue, and the most cautious one. I chose speed. But whatever the outcome, it's on my shoulders. I can't have you bucking the chain of command, whether or not you think you know better. I don't expect you to be thrilled by my rank. But you need to respect it.
Severide: You're right. 100%.
Boden’s office
Casey: I guess I can't blame him. Not sure how well I'd take it if the shoe was on the other foot, and Severide was telling me what to do.
Boden: But you ironed it all out?
Casey: The work part of it, at least. Might be a while before we take any fishing trips together.
Boden: Hm.
Casey: How do you find a balance between being a leader and being a friend?
Boden: You notice I don't have a lot of friends… You notice... I am on my third marriage… Heavy is the head that wears the crown, Casey… The life of a leader is... It's a minefield… When you figure out how to navigate it, you let me know.
Outside the firehouse
Casey: Hey. Leaving without me?
Dawson: I saw you with Boden. Figured you had captain stuff to deal with. Paperwork and all that.
Casey: Paperwork can wait. I thought we could grab some breakfast at Yolk.
Dawson: Yolk, huh?
Casey: Yeah, why not? Maybe even invite your dad.
Dawson: Ha. Or maybe just the two of us?
Casey: Yeah. That's better.
Dawson: Yeah, it is.
Offices
Hope: Hey. Stella seemed pretty happy about the check, huh?
Brett: Yeah, that worked out really well for you.
Hope: For me?
Brett: Yeah, I mean, you got to save the day for the one person that, like you said, had a problem with you.
Hope: I would've done that for anyone. I'm just glad it turned out okay.
Brett: Me too. Because I would really hate to think that you would mess with any of my friends here just to make yourself look better.
Hope: Sylvie, of course not. You know I'm not like that… I would never do that to you. Or any of the people at 51, because I love it here.
Brett: So do I.
