Cruz, Brett and Foster’s apartment: living room
Girl: That was a dangerous night.
Foster: Fun as hell too.
Girl: Let's do it again.
Foster: Absolutely.
Street
Casey: How was everyone's weekend?
Foster: Dynamite.
Cruz: I can confirm that Foster's weekend was very good.
Gallo: Hey guys, look!
Mouch: Oh, what's this?
Outside the firehouse
Gallo: Great, right?
Cruz: Look how shiny it is!
Mouch: Look at her.
Herrmann: You got a new rig?
Casey: News to me.
Kidd: Big comfy seats in here.
Gallo: Tell 'em! Tell 'em about the heater.
Kidd: The heat is like a little touch of sunshine in the dash.
Mouch: Is there an angel playing a golden harp nearby? Because somebody answered my prayers!
Casey: I thought I'd be buried before the old 81. How'd you manage an upgrade, Chief?
Boden: I have no idea.
Mouch: Oh, my God, this is great! Oh!
Kidd: I know!
Herrmann: Uh, what about 51? When... When do we get an upgrade? I mean, it's just... You know... Nah, nah, I'm not gonna say anything. Okay, I'm gonna say it, all right? Engine 51 is the afterthought of this firehouse.
Mouch: The legroom in this cab is exquisite.
Herrmann: Afterthought!
Main: Engine 51, Squad 3, Truck 81, Ambulance 61, House Fire, 81 South Washtenaw.
Street
Severide: Hey, what's going on?
Neighbour: I called 911 as soon as I saw the smoke.
Severide: You know how many live here?
Neighbour: Older couple just moved in, man and woman. I haven't met them yet. I've only seen 'em a couple of times. Probably in their 70s.
Boden: Squad 3, clear out the bottom floor. Truck 81, you got the upstairs. Herrmann, I want two lines in there after them. Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Casey: Kidd, me. Mouch, Gallo, behind.
Herrmann: All right, hey, Ritter, Cokey, Clarence, drop two lines! Let's drown this thing!
Severide: Hey, Tony, Capp, around back. Cruz, by my side. We'll take the middle.
Casey: Primary starts. Let's go!
House
Casey: Fire department, call out!
Severide: Fire department! Call out!
Casey: Fire department, call out!
Tim Larson: Gail, I'm coming!
Casey: Hey... Wait!
Tim Larson: Gail?
Casey: Kidd, get the husband. I'll get the wife.
Kidd: Come on, we've got to get you out of here.
Tim Larson: No!
Kidd: Hey, hey! He'll get to your wife!
Tim Larson: She's all I have!
Kidd: I understand that! But you can't stay here! He'll get to her, I promise! Come on! Come on! Let's go! Stay low! Stay low!
Gallo: Captain, we got her!
Casey: Go! Let's go! Knock it down, Herrmann.
Herrmann: Copy that!
Street
Brett: Shallow breaths, weak pulse. We gotta get her to Med.
Tim Larson: Gail! Gail!
Foster: We're taking her straight to the trauma unit. You stay with Ambulance 97 let them treat you on the way!
Tim Larson: Gail.
Casey: Is that who I thought it was?
Boden: Jerry Gorsch.
Casey: I thought he got booted to Siberia.
Boden: Yeah... Found his way back… I'd love to know why.
Herrmann: Chief, fire's under control.
Casey: All right, 51, let's get ready for overhaul.
Mouch: Copy that.
Firehouse: garage
Mouch: You know how when you go waterskiing on a summer morning and the boat just glides across the perfectly still lake, barely making a ripple? That's what the suspension is like on the new 81.
Herrmann: You've never been waterskiing a day in your life.
Mouch: And the temperature control system, it's like the micro-environment is in the Goldilocks zone. Not too hot, not too cold.
Herrmann: You through?
Mouch: Well, I just assumed that you would like to hear about some of the features in the new...
Herrmann: I wouldn't.
Mouch: Well but we're brothers here.
Herrmann: Uh-huh.
Mouch: I mean, one rig's joy should be a source of pride and pleasure to all his fellow firefighters.
Herrmann: Well, we're brothers, all right.
Mouch: Yeah.
Herrmann: Yeah. Cain and Abel.
Gallo: They seem on edge.
Ritter: Look, I learned last year, every now and then, the volcanoes around here, they do a little rumbling.
Gallo: Okay, how do we cool them off?
Ritter: Ooh, we don't. No, we stay, far, far away and try not to get destroyed when the lava erupts.
Gallo: Copy that.
Firehouse: common room
Foster: What ya looking at?
Cruz: Looking for wedding bands.
Foster: Slim pickings?
Cruz: Too many choices, actually. There's everything from a guy playing a ukulele to, like, a full orchestra.
Foster: Ukulele for sure.
Cruz: I wanna have, like, a classic jazz band, but Chloe wants to have, like, a '90s party band. Maybe we should just have no band.
Foster: Or ukulele guy.
Cruz: Anyway, I wanted to let you know that I'm having a little party tomorrow night, so be ready for that.
Foster: Really?
Cruz: Mm-hmm.
Gallo: Good news?
Cruz: Just very happy with my roommate choice right now.
Firehouse: bullpen
Jerry Gorsch: Chief, Lieutenant.
Boden: Why were you at my fire scene today?
Jerry Gorsch: I wanted to see how your men were enjoying the new truck. 81 was overdue for an upgrade. I apologize it took me this long to push it through the department.
Severide: Uh-huh. What's the catch?
Jerry Gorsch: It's a peace offering, guys. I saw a need and I filled it, which is my job. And I'm here because I have a different need I would also like to fill.
Severide: There it is.
Jerry Gorsch: Trust me, this is something you'll both get behind.
Boden: Yeah.
Jerry Gorsch: No, no, no, hear me out. I heard you've started implementing the Cancer Support Network's plan for best practices in CFD firehouses.
Boden: That's right.
Jerry Gorsch: Well, this is an issue near and dear to my heart. In fact, I have a multimillion dollar order in for a second set of turnout gear for each firefighter on the CFD. While one set is cleaned after each fire, you have fresh gear ready for the next call.
Boden: Those are my recommendations. Less exposure to carcinogens.
Jerry Gorsch: Exactly. It makes sense, and it's something this department can do right now to protect its firefighters… I lost a cousin to cancer. John Ogden. He, uh, worked out of Cleveland FD for 28 years. He was... He was pretty much the reason I chose this profession. So when I saw that you were spearheading this effort, I thought to myself, "Jerry, it's high time you put aside your differences and work with Chief Boden toward a common goal."
Boden: Well, I will say, this is a surprise, but encouraging.
Jerry Gorsch: There is a problem. Commissioner Grissom has put a spending freeze in place. And there are two people in the entire department that Grissom will listen to more than anyone else... You.
Severide: Mm.
Jerry Gorsch: I know I have no standing here, but I would appreciate it if you would reach out directly to the Commissioner and advocate for this purchase order. I happen to think this plan is important, and it's the right thing to do… Thank you for your time.
Severide: You realize he's just looking to get a medal pinned to his chest, right, Chief?
Boden: If he's securing firefighters a second set of turnout gear, I will pin it on him myself.
Firehouse: hallway
Casey: Hey, I was wondering, did you hear anything about that couple from the house fire this morning after you dropped them off?
Brett: Um, the wife went into surgery. I saw the husband getting bandaged, but we were out of there before I heard any updates.
Casey: He had a lot of grit. He tried to beat back the flames with a coffee table attached to his arm.
Brett: You know, 61 needs gas. I could run by Med on the way, find out what I can.
Casey: Actually... I think 81 needs a fill up too.
Chicago Med: ICU, Tim Larson’s room
Brett: Mr. Larson? I'm Sylvie Brett, this is Matt Casey from the Chicago Fire Department.
Tim Larson: Oh, were you...
Casey: We were.
Tim Larson: Oh, thank you for rescuing us. I tried to get to Gail.
Casey: I saw it. It was brave.
Tim Larson: Oh, yeah. And useless.
Casey: A neighbour said you just moved here?
Tim Larson: We did, lived in Montana.
Brett: Can we call someone for you?
Tim Larson: Oh, no, we outlived all our friends and family there… Gail spent time in Chicago when she was young. She loved it. Her students... She was a schoolteacher. Every gift they ever gave her was Chicago-related. It was her thing… After she retired, we just looked at each other one day and said, "Why not?" So we packed up Dusty and all our belongings and moved here. That was one month ago.
Brett: Dusty?
Tim Larson: Oh, it's our cat.
Casey: My experience as a firefighter, we never find cats in burning houses… They always find a way out.
Tim Larson: Oh, that's good. That's good.
Brett: Have you heard an update on your wife?
Tim Larson: No, no, no. She was in surgery. The nurse told me she would notify me as soon as Gail's out.
Brett: Maybe I can check on that for you.
Tim Larson: Would you? Thank you… Thank you.
Chicago Med: ICU
Casey: Man, I feel bad for him.
Brett: It's not much of a Chicago welcome. Oh...
Later
Natalie Manning: He says he doesn't have any family to notify, no personal contacts in Chicago to be with him.
Casey: He and his wife just moved here a month ago.
Natalie Manning: I've talked to the nurses. No one's come to visit, not even a concerned neighbour.
Brett: So sad for him to be here all alone.
Natalie Manning: Yeah… You know, I'll talk to Dr. Charles now, make sure he visits.
Brett: Thank you.
Natalie Manning: Mm-hmm.
Firehouse: common room
Cruz: Hey, just the man I was looking for!
Severide: Yeah?
Cruz: So Foster, my new roommate, is throwing a balls-to-the-wall rager tomorrow night to break in her new digs so to speak, and I was wondering... Should I dress up like going out to the club full-on or do I go kind of super cas, you know, like it's my place too, so who needs to show off?
Severide: What?
Cruz: Well, technically, it's my apartment too. So I'm like a host and... Hey, maybe you should come. We can hang out, kind of...
Severide: What are you doing?
Cruz: What do you mean? What?
Firehouse: hallway
Boden: Kelly, this is Deputy Chief Don Freeman from over at Firehouse 17.
Severide: Kelly Severide.
Boden: Chief Freeman was the one who introduced us to the Cancer Support Network.
Severide: Ah.
Boden: I called Don to see if he had insight into Gorsch's plan for additional bunker gear.
Don Freeman: And I'm happy to say it's legitimate. I talked to a rep from LION fire gear, our supplier, and they spoke with Jerry about second sets of bunker gear for everybody.
Boden: And that's great news… What?
Severide: No. If you're good, I'm good.
Don Freeman: All I know is whatever you guys can do to put that purchase order through, I say do it. It'll add years to lives.
Boden: Okay. Thank you, Don.
Don Freeman: You bet.
Boden: Let's call Commissioner Grissom.
Outside the firehouse
Casey: What are you big plans for off shift?
Brett: I think I'm going to run by the Larsons' house and see if I can find Dusty.
Casey: The cat?
Brett: Yeah.
Casey: I'll tell you what, I got the morning free. I'll follow you there.
House
Brett: Dusty! You here, kitty-kitty? Okay… The lady at the counter said no cat can resist these.
Casey: Okay.
Brett: You said cats make it out alive, right?
Casey: Right.
Back yard
Brett: Dusty!
Molly’s
Coach Wannstedt: You guys wanna hear something funny? When I'm coaching, right, everyone's calling me a moron. Now I get a microphone in front of me, everyone call me an expert.
Capp: Coach, how are the Bears gonna be next year?
Coach Wannstedt: You know what? They're gonna be good. They got a great defense, and I think they got some talent on offense.
Gallo: How do you know Coach Wannstedt?
Mouch: Everyone knows Coach.
Coach Wannstedt: Uh, Herrmann, please.
Herrmann: You got it.
Coach Wannstedt: And Randy says I get that "friends and family" discount.
Herrmann: Oh, did he now, huh? Uh, you got a second? Uh, yeah, so uh, I've been thinking a lot about how you like new stuff, you know? New ownership position here at the bar, uh, new truck over at the firehouse.
Mouch: I wouldn't say that's an all-encompassing characteristic...
Herrmann: So I made up a new schedule and it turns out that, uh, you have a lot of new responsibilities.
Mouch: Hey, this is, like, five nights a week!
Kidd: What is that?
Cruz: I just bought it.
Kidd: Yeah, I'm pretty sure Kim Jong-il wore that same tracksuit.
Cruz: Mmm-mm, this is fly, all right? I was told this is fly.
Kidd: Oh, Joe.
Cruz: What? I... I got Foster's fiesta thing tonight, and everybody there is gonna be super hip.
Kidd: Look, I don't know what that is, but you cannot wear that.
Cruz: Really?
Kidd: I mean, you look like you're about to toss an electronic store.
Cruz: Oh, God. The party's at my place. How am I supposed to change into something else?
Kidd: I'd say slip in undetected, but there's no hope of that with what you're wearing.
Boden: Hey, what's going on?
Severide: We're trying to figure that out.
Don Freeman: After you two went to bat with the commissioner, I got an email that the purchase order was approved.
Boden: Well, that's good news, right?
Don Freeman: It is, except I called my contact at LION and they didn't get the order.
Boden: Well, isn't that gonna take a minute to process?
Severide: I asked the same thing.
Don Freeman: Gorsch told him they were rejected.
Boden: That doesn't add up.
CFD: Gorsch’s office
Jerry Gorsch: Gentlemen, what brings you to headquarters?
Severide: We endorsed your plan for new turnout gear with the commissioner.
Jerry Gorsch: I know, and I'm grateful.
Severide: Except that LION says that you rejected their bid. If this is some kind of bait and switch...
Jerry Gorsch: This is a misunderstanding.
Boden: Enlighten us.
Jerry Gorsch: I rejected LION because I found a company that makes excellent apparel at 2/3rds the cost.
Boden: Okay.
Jerry Gorsch: Wallace, I know we've had our differences, and I understand I was responsible for a lot of that, but firefighters will have new gear, not next year, not when this spending freeze is over... Now. And that's because of you.
Mark: Deputy Commissioner? You're wanted in the conference room.
Jerry Gorsch: Thanks, Mark. Sorry for the misunderstanding, guys, but I want you to know you did right by the CFD. Dobson is a solid company out of Winston-Salem. They're gonna jump on this order.
Back yard
Brett: Can I get your input on something?
Casey: Of course.
Brett: It's sensitive, I guess. Well, I don't know if I told you I was adopted.
Casey: I think I remember something like that.
Brett: Yeah. I'm not shy about it. It's just it's not something I think about a lot until yesterday. This guy reached out to me. An intermediary, I guess you'd call it
Casey Okay.
Brett: He said my birth mother is seeking contact.
Casey: Huh.
Brett: It's just my parents are my parents, and that's not gonna change… If... If I wanted to know who my biological mother was, I would've tried to make that happen a long time ago. I'm an adult. I'm not some teenager. It just seems... It seems very intrusive. I just... Look, I hadn't thought about it, and now that I am thinking about it, I want to do it on my timetable… You know, she doesn't get to set the agenda. She gave up that right a long time ago… Anyway, what do you think?
Casey: All I know is I've been impressed by your ability to see the good in people. Always… If anyone can handle this kind of bomb dropped in her lap, it's you.
Building: hallway
Girl: You're Postmates?
Cruz: What?
Girl: Liquor delivery?
Cruz: No, no, I actually...
Girl: Emily, there's some weirdo creeping out in your hallway!
Cruz: No, wait...
Foster: What's going on, Joe?
Cruz: Oh, um, she just didn't know I lived here.
Foster: I mean, what are you doing here?
Cruz: Oh, I just... I thought that I would just try...
Foster: I told you I was having friends over.
Cruz: Right, yeah, and I would... I... Oh, you... You were telling me that because you wanted me to...
Foster: Thanks, Joe! I... I really appreciate it!
Cruz: But still, I think...
Chicago Med: ICU, Tim Larson’s room
Brett: Watch the door… Sorry, it's totally illegal to slip Dusty in here.
Tim Larson: Oh! Bless you. You have no idea what this means to me.
Brett: I'm so glad we found him.
Tim Larson: Oh, Gail would be so happy to know you're safe… I'm getting out soon. They said they'd discharge me in the morning.
Brett: Do you have a place to stay?
Tim Larson: The insurance has a hotel for me. It's like a Quality Inn or something until I can figure out what we are gonna do, hmm?
Brett: I... I could try to...
Tim Larson: No, no, no. It's fine. It's fine. Also, um... A doctor recommended the Foran funeral home?
Brett: I... I know it. It's on Archer. It's nice.
Tim Larson: I think... I'll make arrangements for Gail there. I won't need much… If this had been ten years ago in Great Falls, oh, the place would be filled to the rafters. Now...
Firehouse: garage
Gallo: Oh, you look like hell.
Ritter: Must've been some party.
Cruz: It was not.
Mouch: It makes no sense that you make the schedule with no input from me.
Herrmann: Well, it makes perfect sense. I do it, I've done it, and I'm gonna keep on doing it.
Mouch: Okay, so is this a monarchy or a democracy?
Herrmann: It's a whatever-I-say-it-is.
Mouch: You know what? I think I'm gonna spend the shift in the comfort of my roomy new chair in the back of Truck 81. It's like I'll have my own soundproof chamber where I don't have to listen to your hot air.
Herrmann: Yeah, good! Me and my hot air will be fine by ourselves!
Capp: What's that all about?
Kidd: Well, according to Mouch, Herrmann's a little jelly about our new rig.
Capp: How is it?
Kidd: Oh, I am not gonna lie to you. It's pretty great.
Capp: I heard it was a gift from Gorsch.
Kidd: Oh, don't tell me that means we gotta give it back out of principle or something… Hey, Ritter, Severide's looking for you. He's in his quarters.
Firehouse: common room
Herrmann: What's this?
Brett: Oh, we just have to watch Dusty for a few days while the victim from the house fire last shift gets settled.
Casey: Well, look. Tuesday and Dusty get along great.
Herrmann: Anarchy around here!
Firehouse: Severide’s quarter
Ritter: Hey, Kidd said you wanted to see me?
Severide: Yeah, you're a tech-whiz, right?
Ritter: Oh, well, I don't know about tech-whiz, and most guys my age...
Severide: Yeah, perfect. I need you to look into a company called Dobson First Responder Equipment and Apparel out of Winston-Salem.
Ritter: Okay. What am I looking for?
Severide: A connection.
Firehouse: common room
Foster: What you making? Why are you Mr. Sulky?
Cruz: I don't know, roommate. Maybe because I had to spend last night scrambling for a place to sleep.
Foster: What? No, no, no. That's on you. I told you that I was having people over.
Cruz: I thought you were telling me because you were inviting me to my own house party.
Foster: Oh.
Cruz: You know what? Maybe Brett and I should've stuck with Nick Porter. At least he knows what it's like to be a room dog! Excuse me!
Kidd: What was that about?
Main: Truck 81, Ambulance 61, Battalion 25, man down from unknown causes. 27 West Canal Street.
Kidd: That's by the river.
Truck 81
Kidd: What is this?
Bank
Herrmann: Hey guys, over here.
Man 1: I can't hold them much longer!
Man 2: Help is coming!
Boden: Okay, Squad, rope up and get to that child down there. Truck 81 and Engine 51, treat each citizens as a separate rope rescue. Work from the bottom, get to the top… Okay, let's go, let's go, let's go!
Parking
Herrmann: Tie off on that high hook.
Ritter: Okay.
Bank
Boden: Don't worry... We're coming to get you. Now you hold on!
Man 2: Try to keep still. I got you.
Severide: Set on red!
Boden: Okay, tell me when.
Severide: Cruz, when you're ready, down on red.
Cruz: Down on red.
Severide: Copy that.
Casey: Down on yellow.
Boden: Down on yellow.
Kidd: Copy that, Captain. Down on yellow.
Severide: All right, hang on. I got you.
Boden: Go. Hold on yellow.
Severide: All right, I got you… All right, we're in line!
Boden: Up on red.
Cruz: Copy that. Up on red.
Casey: Up on yellow.
Boden: Up on yellow.
Kidd: Copy. Up on yellow.
Herrmann: Hang on, hang on. I got you. I got you. Okay, easy.
Parking
Brett: I got you.
Bank
Severide: Down on red.
Cruz: Copy, down on red.
Herrmann: Ready on blue.
Boden: Up on blue.
Casey: Hold.
Man: Oh...
Boden: Hold on yellow!
Casey: Hold on. I got you.
Boden: Okay... Up on yellow.
Kidd: Copy, Chief.
Boden: You got him? Good job.
Parking
Mother: Oh, my God! Oh, my God, Aaron! I fell asleep on the couch. I didn't know the door...
Brett: He's okay. It's just a few scratches and a big old scare.
Mother: Oh, thank you. Oh! Thank you. Thank you so much.
Casey: Thank these folks, ma'am. Wasn't just us… And these folks… They're the reason your son is safe.
Man 2: Chicago shows up for each other. It's how we do it.
Casey: That's right.
Foster: Come on. Let's get Aaron to Med, just as a precaution.
Firehouse: garage
Herrmann: All right... I like what you did on that rope. Whoo!
Cruz: Hey, buddy, great work.
Mouch: Hey, man. I just wanna say I'm sorry. No, I mean it. I'm sorry I was carrying on about the new rig. I mean, truth is I've been a touch jealous ever since you made lieutenant… You and me, we were always on the same trajectory, you know? And then you got promoted and you got your own rig, and you go to officer meetings and... I don't know. I overdid it jabbing you about the new rig, and I'm... I'm sorry I did that.
Herrmann: I had no idea you felt this way. Why didn't you just say something?
Mouch: I mean... Um...
Herrmann: Put that out of your mind. I'm not kidding about being an afterthought since I made lieutenant. I'm an officer, and they can't give me officer's quarters? I mean, I'm bunking in the noisy area next to the bathrooms. I mean, does anybody ever ask my opinion about where we park the rigs? You know, I've ideas, but nobody ever asks, right?
Mouch: No.
Herrmann: All right, look, um, all of this is to say that... You don't need to feel this way… We're still the same, you and me… Yeah, okay. And now I can see that I overdid it too, you know? I want you to forget about the schedule at Molly's, and we can go back to the way we had it before.
Mouch: Okay, great.
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Severide: Chief?
Boden: Yeah.
Severide: Ever since Gorsch showed up, you know I've questioned his motives.
Boden: Uh-oh.
Severide: Yeah.
Boden: Are you gonna throw a wrench into my efforts to better protect firefighters?
Severide: I'll just tell you what I know. What you do with that information is up to you.
Boden: Come on.
Ritter: Okay, uh...
CFD: meeting room
Jerry Gorsch: You wanted to see me, Laura? I'm sorry. What's happening here?
Boden: You already know City Comptroller Laura Martin.
Jerry Gorsch: Of course.
Boden: Well, she's been brought up to speed about a little malfeasance in the Chicago Fire Department, from you in particular.
Jerry Gorsch: Well, I don't know what you're talking about, but I do know that I do not like having my name impugned.
Severide: How's your friend, Lane Farrison? You have the equipment purchase order Jerry Gorsch signed to Dobson?
Laura Martin: I do.
Severide: Well, a couple of things bothered me about that. You said this company was a lot cheaper than our current supplier, which didn't sit right with me. One thing you don't go cheap on, ever, is fire gear. So I did some digging around, and it turns out that Dobson's bunker gear has never been vetted or tested by the NFPA. In fact, they've never made bunker gear.
Jerry Gorsch: Well, it's still in the rollout phase...
Severide: And when you said this company was out of Winston-Salem, that jogged a memory... Something you said once about your hometown.
Boden: Winston-Salem.
Severide: Turns out your friend Lane Farrison...
Boden: Is the head of sales at Dobson.
Jerry Gorsch: I don't see why that's...
Ritter: This was off Farrison's Instagram… That's you, that's him, at your high school reunion.
Jerry Gorsch: Okay, but… So I know the guy. That's why he gave me such a great deal. I was using a personal relationship to help the city…
Severide: By giving firefighters untested gear? I talked to CPD, and they talked to the Winston-Salem Police Department. Those guys interviewed your buddy… Guess how long it took him to crack? All of ten seconds.
Boden: $200,000 in kickbacks, Gorsch?
Jerry Gorsch: I can see that this is a hostile environment. So I'm going to extract myself, and talk to my attorney.
Laura Martin: Tell him you're fired… Thank you for bringing this to the city's attention.
Boden: And I know that this means the purchase order is gonna get tied up in litigation...
Laura Martin: Oh, I'm going to get you your equipment, Chief… I've already talked to the mayor about it. Thank you for all that you do.
Boden: Thank you, ma'am.
Firehouse: lounge room
Foster: Hey. No, no, stay in that good mood you're in… I screwed up, okay? I wasn't clear about the all-girls night, and of course, it is your house, and you should've been welcomed.
Cruz: Really?
Foster: I just didn't think that you wanted to come to a singles party. I mean, you're getting married, dude.
Cruz: I know, and I'm excited about it, seriously. It's just... I guess I'm panicking too, if I'm being honest. Nick Porter filled my head with all this craziness, and the wedding's getting closer, and I just... I guess I wanted to see a little bit of what I'd be giving up… Even if it was only for one night, and purely in an observational capacity.
Foster: Say no more. I get it.
Cruz: You do?
Foster: Yes. And I'll throw a... We'll throw another rager that'll put that one to shame… Room dog? But you cannot wear that track suit ever again.
Cruz: Okay, all right.
Firehouse: Casey’s quarter
Casey: How's the little boy from the river call?
Brett: Good as new. Handling it better than his mom actually.
Casey: And how's Dusty?
Brett: I wanna take him home and keep him forever.
Casey: I'm not sure Mr. Larson would agree to that. He seemed pretty attached.
Brett: Um, speaking of, do you still have any press contacts from your alderman days?
Casey: Sure. What do you have in mind?
Funeral
Priest: Should we wait a few more minutes?
Tim Larson: No… This is fine.
Priest: Okay… Let me start with a short passage from Psalms.
Tim Larson: Oh, you didn't have to come.
Brett: Chicago shows up for each other.
Priest: "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures..."
