Cruz and Brett’s apartment
Cruz: So as you can see, it gets lots of light and, uh, this is the third bedroom. It's got a big closet and, um, oh... A partial view of the skyline, if you, uh... If you stand right here. Anyway, yeah. That's the tour.
Woman: Nice.
Cruz: Yeah, it's a... it's a great place, um... You'd love it here, really.
Woman: If you don't mind my asking, why are you breaking your lease?
Cruz: Oh, uh, it's... It's just too much space for me.
Street
Herrmann: Hey, you hear any updates from Casey about the permanent Truck replacement?
Severide: No, nothing yet.
Herrmann: It's been a while.
Severide: Yeah, replacing Otis is a tall order.
Ritter: No doubt about that.
Herrmann: Hey, we'll have you back in Engine soon enough.
Ritter: I can wait… Come on.
Firehouse: locker room
Foster: Wow, how many shampoos does one woman need?
Kidd: Uh, when Brett emptied her locker, I took in her toiletries. I didn't want them to feel abandoned.
Chad Collins: Good morning, ladies.
Kidd: Morning.
Foster: Oh, my God. Pull up the towel, Collins. This isn't a strip club. I'm gonna kill that guy. I mean who... Who walks around nude when shift already started?
Kidd: He's not that bad… And you gotta admit, the scenery is kind of nice.
Foster: It's not nice enough to compensate for the rest of him.
Kidd: Okay, Foster... Collins is your partner… At least for now and as much as it sucks, Brett is not coming back, so you gotta make this work.
Main: Truck 81, Ambulance 61, person trapped, 9724 North Dayton...
Kidd: Let's go.
Street
Man: Help! Help!
Lt. Loomis: Don't let him move an inch! And cordon off the area underneath, just in case.
Boden: Hey! Can't you lower him down?
Lt. Loomis: That rope is barely securing him. The smallest move could send him into free fall.
Man: Help me! Help!
Boden: Casey, we need the aerial.
Casey: Yep. Kidd, get Truck as close as you can and position the ladder.
Mouch: Arnold, back up 90.
Lt. Loomis: They were moving a piano from the fifth floor when the rope snapped. I don't know why dispatch sent us. The longest ladder we carry doesn't get us halfway there.
Severide: If we can get to that balcony, maybe we could reach him with a pike pole.
Boden: Go.
Severide: Tony, Capp, get in that unit.
Casey: 81, as fast as you can.
Mouch: Good, good, good, good, good. Whoa.
Kidd: Copy that, Captain.
Man: Help me! Help! Help me.
Gallo: Hey, give me a hand. Come on. You got it?
Boden: Hey, what's your candidate up to?
Lt. Loomis: Gallo, what the hell you doing?
Man: Get me down from here!
Lt. Loomis: Gallo!
Severide: Guy is gonna get himself killed.
Casey: Come on, kid.
Mouch: Sev... Going up.
Man: Help... Help! Help! Help me! Help! Help me, get me...
Gallo: I got you, I got you. Yeah, you're good... You're good.
Man: Oh, my God.
Casey: I got him. Hang in there.
Gallo: Take your time.
Severide: All right, I got him. Let go.
Chad Collins: Wow.
Kidd: All right!
Casey: That was a hell of a performance. You okay?
Gallo: Yeah, just another dull day in the CFD, am I right?
Casey: Come on.
Market
Kyle Sheffield: Excited for your first shift?
Brett: Yeah, it'll be nice to be back on the job. Not used to all this down time.
Kyle Sheffield: Yeah.
Hope Jacquinot: Sylvie!
Brett: Hey, Hope.
Hope Jacquinot: Oh, and you must be the chaplain.
Kyle Sheffield: You can call me Kyle.
Brett: This is Hope Jacquinot, my old friend from high school that I told you about.
Hope Jacquinot: Well, that sounds ominous.
Kyle Sheffield: Any friend of Sylvie's is a friend of mine.
Hope Jacquinot: Well, I owe you a big thanks, Kyle. We've all missed Sylvie so much, and because of you she's home… Have you been down Walnut Street since you've been back? Claremont Diner is still there, believe it or not.
Brett: Oh, really?
Hope Jacquinot: It's our old high school hangout. Best milkshakes in the world.
Brett: The size of a Cadillac.
Hope Jacquinot: We should meet up there for old times' sake. Catch up.
Brett: Oh, um... You know, it's just... It's just kind of crazy right now what with the move and my new job, so...
Hope Jacquinot: I screwed up big time when I saw Sylvie last, in Chicago. I know that a milkshake is not the answer, but maybe it's a start? I would do anything for the chance to explain things and apologize properly.
Brett: I'll check my work schedule.
Hope Jacquinot: I'll take that. Thanks, Sylvie.
Firehouse: kitchen
Herrmann: Bad news. Vlad and Dmitri are out.
Kidd: You couldn't talk 'em into it? Bummer.
Ritter: Who's Vlad and...
Herrmann: Dmitri... Otis's brothers. They inherited his share of Molly's, but they'd rather put the money in municipal bonds or something. And that's their right, but I ain't got the cash to buy 'em out… Okay... Hey, what do you say, Mouch, huh? How would you like to buy into Molly's? I know you got cash stashed inside that mattress.
Mouch: No, thanks, I got retirement looming on the horizon. The last thing I need is to dump my savings into a bar.
Herrmann: But you already spend all your money at Molly's! I'm offering you a piece of the action and... Discounted drinks at the employee rate.
Mouch: Could you...
Cruz: Don't look at me, all right? I've been paying rent by myself for months now. It's bleeding me dry. Why don't you go ask somebody who makes that sweet lieutenant's pay?
Herrmann: Hey, Severide, how would you like to buy Otis's share of Molly's, huh? It's a hell of a business opportunity. Plus, you're there all the time anyway.
Severide: I go to Molly's because I wanna drink, not fix the urinal.
Herrmann: I already replaced that urinal. It works just fine.
Kidd: You know, Herrmann's got a point. We are at Molly's all the time. We really need to get out more. You know, just the two of us.
Severide: You know, Boden said I could use his boat whenever I want, since I help maintain it. Maybe we could go out on the lake, do some fishing...
Kidd: How about you leave the fishing gear behind because I got a new bikini and a cocktail thermos that will provide all the recreation we need.
Severide: That's a much better plan.
Kidd: Thank you.
Chad Collins: Two C's in a word? It's gotta be a mistake. I tell you, these word jumbles are something… Click! The world is click! Yahoo!
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Casey: I know who I want.
Boden: For Otis's spot, you mean?
Casey: That's right.
Boden: Well, at long last. Come on. Don't keep me in suspense.
Casey: Blake Gallo... The candidate on Engine 90 from that rescue this morning.
Boden: No.
Casey: What do you mean no? He's a great kid. I've been asking around about him.
Boden: You can't have him.
Casey: I talked to his lieutenant, Loomis. He'd consider transferring Gallo...
Boden: He's a daredevil, Casey. He's not coming into my firehouse.
Casey: Chief, as captain of Truck 81, I should have the right to pick my own crew.
Boden: I have just buried a firefighter. I am not gonna bury another one… Find someone else.
Claremont Diner
Hope Jacquinot: I really appreciate you coming.
Brett: Well, I did it for Kyle, to be honest. He's big on forgiveness. Must be the chaplain thing.
Hope Jacquinot: Oh, I have to show you something. Come here. Look! Can you believe that's still here?
Brett: Oh, my God. Twihards.
Hope Jacquinot: How many times did we see that movie? A hundred? No, more, I bet… I'm really sorry, Sylvie. For everything… I never told you this, but right before I got to Chicago, I was in an abusive relationship... And it messed with my head more than I realized. I'm not trying to excuse anything, I just... I just wanted you to know.
Brett: I'm sorry for what you've been through.
Hope Jacquinot: Don't... I've made some bad choices in my life when it comes to men. But on the opposite end of the spectrum, wow... Your guy. He's pretty special.
Brett: He is.
Hope Jacquinot: It's funny. I was so sure that you would end up with a firefighter. I mean, there's some awesome guys at your firehouse.
Brett: No, I could never date anyone there. It's against the rules. Pretty much everyone breaks them, but still.
Hope Jacquinot: You never had a thing for any of those guys? Come on.
Brett: It's pretty crazy how much I miss everyone at 51.
Hope Jacquinot: You're gonna make a wonderful life for yourself here, Sylvie.
Firehouse: lounge room
Foster: Hey. I was looking for you.
Chad Collins: Hey... Just chill-axing. Waiting for the next call. What's up?
Foster: I got this for you. Maybe I was a little tough on you, so I just wanted...
Chad Collins: You got me word scrambles? How'd you know I like these?
Foster: 'Cause you play them all day… And night.
Chad Collins: Thank you, Foster. That's really cool of you… Whoa, these are super tough.
Street
Mouch: Hey, Chloe!
Chloe Allen: Here's the beautiful girl. Hello, sweetheart. Hi, Tuesday. You walk Tuesday?
Mouch: Sometimes. Last I saw Joe, he was in the common room.
Chloe Allen: I was looking for you, actually. You have a minute?
Mouch: Sure.
Chloe Allen: I'm just... I wanted to check in with you about Joe. I know how close you guys are, how much you mean to him, and I can tell Otis is still on his mind... All the time. And Brett leaving, that hurts too. I guess I'm just wondering if you think there's something I can do to help him better.
Mouch: Kiddo, this is a real tough one. We're all dealing with it different. Some of us are talking about it, some aren't. Some are just throwing themselves harder into the job or... Taking the occasional stroll around the firehouse when a wave of it hits too hard. Only thing that's gonna get any of us through it is feeling like we're not alone. That's what you're doing for Joe and, far as I'm concerned, there's nothing more important.
Chloe Allen: Yeah.
Lake: boat
Severide: Damn it... Damn it. Come on.
Kidd: Listen... I don't know boats, but maybe... I could help with the stress part of all this.
Severide: No, no... It's either a bad connection or this whole wiring harness is shot.
Kidd: Okay, all right, that's it. I'm gonna call Harbour Tow and I'm gonna have them tow us back.
Severide: No... No, no, no, no, no. I'm gonna get this going.
Kidd: You've been saying that for an hour.
Severide: Stella, there's no chance we're calling for a rescue. Zero.
Lake
Tommy: I cannot wait to tell the boys about this one. The firefighter who had to get himself rescued off the lake. Talk about irony, too. The intrepid Kelly Severide, helpless and lost at sea...
Harbour
Tommy: This guy's like a big, important firefighter, so...
Severide: Ah, we got it from here, Tommy. Thanks for the help. You can go back and work on your tan.
Mikey: Whoa, whoa, whoa... You're drifting, bro. Bring it back in.
Doug: I'm trying, I'm trying.
Mikey: Give it more juice, bro. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Help!
Severide: Kill the motor!
Doug: Mikey! Give me your hand. Mikey, come on!
Severide: Get that motor shut off!
Doug: Mikey, come on! Mikey, give me your hand! w-Help! Give me your hand, Mikey! Mikey!
Mikey: Help!
Doug: Mikey! Where are they? Are they dead?
Severide: Help him up.
Kidd: All right.
Severide: Tommy!
Kidd: It's okay.
Severide: We need an ambulance. Call 911.
Tommy: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Kidd: Just breathe, I got ya.
Doug: Mikey, I'm sorry. You're gonna be all right, buddy. Just sit tight.
Kidd: Okay… How you doing?
Molly’s
Trudy Platt: Herrmann, what are these?
Herrmann: Those are cherries, Trudy.
Trudy Platt: This place...
Herrmann: Well, here we go...
Trudy Platt: A little effort would go such a long way making things better. For example, these little jobbies? These are a disgrace. You know how they make them glow? First, they bleach 'em in calcium chloride and sulfur dioxide...
Herrmann: Hey, hey, hey, hey... Enough. No one wants to hear that. Hang on… Hey, it's Brett! She's on the FaceTime. Back, back, back. Hang on… Hey, there's our pioneer woman. How's life on the plains?
Molly’s / Kyle's rental place: kitchen
Brett: Hey, hey, Herrmann. Oh, I'm so glad you answered. I thought you'd be busy.
Herrmann: Never too busy for you.
Brett: I miss you guys.
Herrmann: We miss you more. So, listen, everybody here wants to talk to you and say hi.
Mouch: Sylvie!
Brett: Hey... Hey, Mouch. Hey, Trudy. How's Molly's? What's happening?
Trudy Platt: We're eating nuclear waste.
Mouch: What about you?
Brett: Um... I'm just settling in, I guess.
Mouch: Yeah, sure, sure. Hey, hang on a second... I'm gonna pass you down.
Cruz: Hey, Sylvie, what's up?
Brett: Oh, Joe, I'm so glad you're there. Um, well, I start with Fowlerton FD tomorrow, and I'm a little nervous...
Cruz: Oh, don't be. They're not gonna know what hit 'em once they see Chicago Sylvie kick into gear...
Brett: I don't know about that.
Cruz: Here's Foster.
Brett: Oh, okay... well, bye, Joe. Um, I miss you.
Foster: Hey, girl, it feels like 100 years since you been gone.
Brett: I know, I know. You have to come and visit. We looked at houses today. You know... To buy and we found this nice one with a great guest bedroom and, um, a beautiful garden...
Foster: Sounds perfect. I'm so glad that things are working out for you. Hang on, here's Herrmann.
Brett: Oh, uh, how are you? How's the new partner?
Herrmann: Hey, uh, listen, the customers are barking at me, so I gotta go, but come back for a visit real soon. You gotta see the memorial they made for Otis. It's... It's a beauty.
Brett: Yeah, I wish I was there right now.
Herrmann: I said I'm coming! Hold onto your horses. Bye, Sylvie!
Molly’s
Kidd: Oh, after all the big plans, look where we end up.
Severide: We can make up for today. How about a road trip... To Pictured Rocks?
Kidd: Ooh, I like that idea. Except I will drive this time.
Casey: Severide… You remember Gallo?
Severide: From the pulley rescue yesterday, sure.
Casey: This is Kelly Severide.
Gallo: I know who you are, Lieutenant. Blake Gallo, good to meet you.
Severide: That was a hell of a save back there.
Gallo: Thanks... Yeah, that was fun.
Severide: Pretty stupid, too.
Gallo: I had a clean route and good holds. No different than on sighting a rock wall, really.
Severide: Except that was no climbing gym. One false move... That's a five-story drop to the concrete.
Casey: He does have a point. You could've waited for us to get our ladder in place.
Gallo: Victim was slipping... He wouldn't have held out that long, so I did the mental calculus. You know, gaming out different scenarios… What I kept coming back to was if I just stood there and this guy falls to his death... I'll never be able to live with myself… Damn, I gotta dip. It was really nice meeting you guys. Captain, thanks for the beer.
Casey: Thanks for coming out.
Gallo: Yeah. I hope our paths cross again. I feel like I could learn a lot from you guys.
Casey: Hey… Talent and heart in spades. Tell me that's not exactly the kind of energy we need at 51 right now.
Severide: Did he say, "I gotta dip"?
Casey: What that kid's got, you can't teach. He could be a real shot in the arm for the whole house.
Severide: Yeah, maybe. But how are you gonna convince Boden?
Firehouse: kitchen
Foster: Hey.
Chad Collins: Hey.
Foster: I didn't see you at Molly's last night. Maybe you should come by more often... Hang out?
Chad Collins: Look, Foster... I am picking up on your vibe and I am really flattered, but I've got a girlfriend, so this... Is never gonna happen. You are a great girl... And I know... That you're gonna find somebody.
Main: Ambulance 61, person down, 1291 Wrightwood...
Chad Collins: I was about to make a power shake.
Street
Mother: Hurry, please! She's getting worse!
House: stairs
Mother: She was so tired, and I thought it was just jet lag, but when she woke up, she was blotchy and she was having trouble breathing.
House: Addy’s bedroom
Mother: Addy!
Addy: Mommy! Mommy... My legs! I can't feel them.
Foster: Let's take a look, sweetie.
Mother: What's wrong with her? Help her, please.
Foster: This blotchiness and wheezing... Seems like an allergic reaction. Give me the EpiPen. Does she have any allergies?
Mother: Uh, no. I mean, I don't think so.
Chad Collins: An allergic reaction that causes paralysis?
Foster: Can you move your arms, Addy? Paralysis is spreading.
Chad Collins: This doesn't make any sense. She's probably just trying to get out of school.
Foster: EpiPen. EpiPen! You mentioned jet lag. Have you two been traveling?
Mother: Uh, for the last two weeks, yes, in Australia… What is it? What's wrong?
Foster: Just wanna see if... Yep, there it is. She has a tick. One of the medical journals published an article a few weeks ago about a disease showing up in ticks in certain countries. It can cause these symptoms in young bite victims. This medicine's helping you breathe, huh? Okay… Okay. All right... We're gonna get her to the hospital, put her on some antibiotics. The paralysis should subside in a few hours.
Mother: Okay.
Foster: Okay, let's get that stair chair open.
Mother: Hey, baby, you hear that? You're gonna be okay.
Foster: Stair chair.
Fowlerton’s firehouse: chief’s office
Brett: Hey, chief, I was just wondering how I should fill out the shift paperwork...
Bruce Amshen: How many coach of the year awards does Kelly have to win before they stop questioning his every move?
Brett: Um...
Bruce Amshen: Bunch of know-it-all announcers. You had a question for me?
Brett: Yeah... Well, I was... I started filling out the shift paperwork, but then I realized I've never gone a shift with no calls before.
Bruce Amshen: Welcome to Fowlerton! This is the best part. You just sign your name. Leave the whole form blank. There's no extra work.
Brett: See you next shift, Chief.
Bruce Amshen: You bet… Yes!
Fowlerton’s firehouse: Kyle Shefflield’s office
Hope Jacquinot: Sylvie... Your fiancé was just giving me some advice. Jordan's having a PTSD kind of thing, you know, firefighter stuff.
Brett: I'm sorry to hear that. I'll just let you two get back to talking.
Firehouse: Casey’s office
Severide: Hey, you talk to Chief yet about what's-his-name? Gallo?
Casey: I, uh... Took a roundabout approach. Left Gallo's records on Boden's desk before he got in. Hoping he'll get curious and have a look.
Severide: I'm steering clear of the big man myself, ever since I left his boat in a nonoperational state.
Casey: Oh, no.
Severide: Yeah, I-I... I bought a new wiring harness. I'm trying to fix it before he finds out.
Casey: Good luck with that.
Severide: Yeah, thanks. So are you gonna follow up about Gallo, or let the chips fall?
Casey: Well, I-I'm not eager to push my luck with Boden, but... I have to pursue this. We need it.
Firehouse: garage
Ritter: Excuse me, Lieutenant. Thanks.
Herrmann: You're not sitting on a pile of cash I don't know about, huh, Ritter?
Ritter: I wish. Sorry.
Herrmann: Eh, it's my problem, not yours.
Ritter: Well, you know, my cousin, she's a loan officer at a bank on LaSalle. I could hook you up with her.
Herrmann: I don't want... I don't want a loan, Ritter. I want a partner… Dawson flew the coop last year... All right, fine. So me and Otis... We split her share. But now? It's no fun doing it by myself. I'll figure something out, though. What choice do I got?
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Severide: Hey, Chief, can I bug you a sec?
Boden: Are you here to tell me why my motor is sitting in pieces at the marine?
Severide: Uh...
Boden: Ah.
Severide: I was gonna... I am going to fix that.
Boden: Oh, I know. I just want you to know I know.
Severide: Um... Have you had a chance to read up on that kid, Blake Gallo?
Boden: Are you on this, too? Okay, yes, I have checked him out and he's quite the rock star, but he will never work at 51. Not while I call the shots.
Severide: Can I ask why you're so dead set against him?
Boden: You saw him on that call. He's missing that little voice in his head, the one that lets you know when something's a bad idea… That'll get him killed… We've suffered too much loss here, Kelly… Anyway, I'm done talking about Gallo.
Severide: You know, a long time ago... You had a fool of a young rookie on squad. He wasn't here a week before he attached ten feet of webbing to himself and went head-first out a 64th story window to rescue a window washer. Do you remember?
Boden: All too well… You should've called for backup.
Severide: You're right... And you could've booted me for that, but you didn't… You made me a better firefighter… You can do the same for him.
Firehouse: locker room
Chad Collins: Hey, you did some good work out there today. Mañana, iguana.
Foster: That's it… Hey, Collins.
Chad Collins: What's up?
Foster: You're fired.
Chad Collins: What?
Cruz: Whoa.
Foster: You're terrible at your job. Your... Your attitude, your lack of empathy or knowledge, even.
Chad Collins: You can't fire me. You're just a medic.
Foster: Oh, trust me. You're fired. Put your clothes on. Go report to headquarters for a new assignment.
Cruz: You're a killer...
Foster: What did I just do? Oh, my God... Boden is gonna murder me. I can't fire anyone.
Kidd: All right... My love chariot is gassed up and ready to take me and Kelly to Pictured Rocks. Farewell.
Foster: No. You and I are gonna go get Brett back. Now.
Kidd: What?
Foster: She doesn't wanna be there. You heard her on the phone last night. She didn't sound like herself.
Cruz: Foster's right. She was talking about starting a garden. She killed every houseplant in the apartment.
Foster: And also, side note, if I don't get her back by next shift, I am screwed.
Kidd: Let's go bring our girl home.
Cruz: Good luck, ladies.
Foster: Let's go!
Kyle's rental place: lunch room
Kyle Sheffield: You have to know nothing was happening with me and Hope.
Brett: I-I do know that. I don't trust her, but I do trust you… I'm sorry... That I've been so quiet lately… I've been thinking, mostly... Kyle, you're such an amazing guy. But... This... This life, it's not my life. And Fowlerton's just not my home anymore. 51 is… I thought, maybe...
Kyle Sheffield: You don't... Have to explain, Sylvie. Everything inside of me says I should try and convince you to stay... Everything... Give you 100 reasons why... I've seen how hard you've tried to make it work. I know you're not happy here.
Brett: I'm sorry.
Kyle Sheffield: More than anything, Sylvie Brett... I want you to be happy.
On the road
Kidd: On the left or the right?
Foster: I think it's on the right...
Kidd: Is this it?
Foster: Oh, yeah. Yeah, that's it. That's Kyle's rental place.
Kidd’s car
Kidd: All right. All right, let's go kick this door down.
Foster: Wait, we're not literally gonna kick the door down, right? Kyle's my friend and... Maybe we should knock first.
Kyle's rental place
Kidd: You need to come home, Brett. Okay, we don't want to kidnap you, but we will if we have to.
Foster: Look, you might think you're happy here, but you're not. You need to be next to me in the rig yelling about how I sing out of pitch all the time, or how I don't stock the gauze properly or...
Brett: Let's go.
Kidd: Here, we got it.
Foster: Oh, yeah.
Kidd: Okay.
Molly’s
Chloe Allen: Joe, text from Stella.
Cruz: "We have secured the package." Brett's coming home!
Ritter: Oh, that's good news.
Chloe Allen: What did I say? She missed you as much as you guys missed her… Hey, Mouch.
Mouch: Hey.
Chloe Allen: Did you hear? Brett's coming home.
Mouch: No kidding. That's great.
Cruz: What's that?
Mouch: Uh... Hey, Herrmann.
Herrmann: Hey, Mouch. What can I get you... A beer? Huh? Cashier's check? What's this about?
Mouch: I'm buying Otis's share of Molly's.
Herrmann: You know, Mouch... This looks real.
Mouch: Yeah, um, because I'm buying Otis's share of Molly's.
Herrmann: Mouch, um... You're saving my bacon, you know that? Why the change of heart?
Mouch: Well, uh... I didn't have enough cash on my own, so I talked to Trudy about it and she agreed to kick in half.
Herrmann: Trudy.
Mouch: Yeah, she's excited to help take Molly's to the next level. Has lots of ideas.
Herrmann: Oh...
Mouch: Welcome aboard, partner. Molly's is saved! Whoop-de-doo, holy smokes. You know what, we got a lot to celebrate here, so I'm thinking that we have a barbeque at my house tomorrow.
Cruz: Here, here! I'll spread the word.
Mouch: Trudy asked me to take some measurements for her.
Ritter: Hey, congratulations, Lieutenant.
Herrmann: Thank you. Hey, listen... You better show up at my barbeque. Bring a date... Or you got a girlfriend?
Ritter: Uh, well... A boyfriend, actually.
Herrmann: Shut up... What?
Ritter: Yeah.
Herrmann: You aren't vegan, too, are you?
Ritter: No.
Herrmann: Then bring your boyfriend to the barbeque because you and me and everyone here... We are celebrating you coming back on Engine.
Ritter: So... Casey found a replacement?
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Casey: Lieutenant Loomis isn't eager to see you go, but he knows you're ready to ride with a Truck company.
Severide: And, if you come work at 51, you'll also get to observe Rescue Squad up close, maybe pick up a few tricks.
Casey: So, Gallo, what do you say? Are you interested?
Gallo: Am I interested? Yeah, you could say that. I'm freaking hyped. I mean... You guys rolling the dice on me like this. What can I say? Thank you. And you know, um... I realize that this opportunity comes to me at a very high cost to 51… I don't take that lightly… I know I'll be walking in the shadow of a beloved member of this family… I intend to honour Otis's memory in everything I do here.
Boden: Welcome to 51.
Gallo: Thank you, Chief. I won't let you down.
Boden: Okay.
