Épisode Décès par noyade intentionnelle S08E16

Severide and Kidd’s loft

Kidd: You're up early.

Casey: If I don't get to the coffee maker first, you'll put that hazelnut stuff in.

Kidd: Hey, hazelnuts are a delicacy in some places.

Casey: Actually, I just need to get a jump on some paperwork at the firehouse.

Kidd: Oh.

Casey: See you there.

Kidd: Have fun.

Severide: Morning.

Kidd: Hey, you know how we had to keep quiet last night so we didn't wake up Casey?

Severide: Mm-hmm… He left?

Kidd: Time to wake up the rest of the building.

Café

Julie: I wanted to say I'm sorry again for the way Scott acted when you came looking for me.

Brett: It must have been a shock to him. I get it.

Julie: I think Scott's finally come to terms with the fact that there are things in life outside of his control… But hey, I want to learn more about you.

Brett: Oh, uh...

Julie: Like what's your favourite movie?

Brett: Um... I must have watched "La La Land" like a hundred times.

Julie: Oh, I loved "La La Land." Until it got sad.

Brett: Oh, same. I turn it off when they break up.

Julie: Well, they should've ended up together.

Brett: Totally.

Julie: Well, what about your favourite foods?

Brett: Do you really want to know what kinds of foods I like?

Julie: Sylvie... I want to know everything.

Firehouse: briefing room

Boden: And let's get the tools and the equipment inspections started first thing. There's been too much dawdling in the morning, and I'm tired of it. And when the apparatus floor is cleaned today, let's actually put some effort in. There's dust in every damn corner… Medic, I'm talking to you too.

Brett: I'm sorry, Chief, I'm just going over the new checklist of supplies...

Boden: Do that after morning meeting, understand?

Casey: Everything all right, Chief?

Boden: What's that supposed to mean?

Herrmann: You seem a little on edge. That's all.

Boden: Donna's got me on some damn diet.

Cruz: We're all dead by shift's end.

Severide: Donna wants you to lose weight?

Boden: Do I look like I need to lose weight?

Kidd: Of course not, Chief, but that is what diets are for sometimes.

Boden: Look, my last checkup, my cholesterol numbers are high. Now I'm following something Donna found on the internet called a "surplus diet."

Mouch: Oh, I read about that. Surplus of fiber, no fat.

Boden: Well, a surplus of starvation is more like it.

Gallo: This may be the week I hand off cooking duties.

Ritter: Not to me, though.

Gallo: Yeah, yeah, it's your turn.

Ritter: No...

Gallo: Yeah, I'm...

Main: Ambulance 61, Truck 81, Squad 3. Vehicle accident. Lakeshore and Shiller.

Lakeshore and Shiller

Casey: Anyone inside?

Petillo: I don't know. No one saw it happen. These folks spotted the broken guard rail when they passed by earlier. And then on their way back, they noticed the car.

Severide: So this didn't just happen?

Petillo: No, that car's been in the water at least 40 minutes.

Casey: All hands on deck. Let's move.

Severide: Okay, squad...

Cruz: You're good.

Gallo: Yep.

Cruz: You're good?

Mouch: Yep.

Gallo: Got it.

Cruz: We're good.

Casey: Good… That's good. All right. Everyone on this side.

Mouch: Good to go!

Casey: Okay, Kidd. Nice and steady… All yours, squad.

Severide: Ah. Cruz… Strike. Strike.

Cruz: Where's the driver?

Severide: Check the footwells. Check the back seat.

Casey: Nothing?

Cruz: That window's busted. Maybe they swam out.

Severide: Cruz, help me suit up.

Cruz: Copy.

Casey: I can't let you go in, Severide. It's too dangerous.

Severide: We don't have a choice.

Casey: Severide, I said no… They've been in the water too long. It's not worth the risk.

Severide: Cold water can preserve a drowning victim. You know that.

Casey: It's been 40 minutes, at least, maybe a lot longer. This isn't a rescue. It's a recovery. Let the police divers handle it. Stand down! That's an order!

Severide: If that victim has any hope, you're gonna make them wait for police divers?

Casey: I said it's a recovery… I'm not sending you into dangerous waters to retrieve a corpse… Pack up the gear, guys.

Cop’s car

Casey: When you call in your boat and recovery divers, tell them they got a few hundred yards of shoreline to search.

Petillo: Copy that. Looks like our victim is female. Lisa Burke, 38 years old. We'll send someone over to her address, see if she's got any next of kin.

Casey: Damn it.

Firehouse: garage

Mouch: Well, first thing you do is, you take it and you lay it flat, right? Then just hold the sides up and then just let it collapse.

Brett: They'll never talk about what happened back there, will they?

Kidd: No, they'll let all that tension sit between them… Unresolved.

Foster: Dudes.

Kidd: Lily!

Foster: Hi.

Lily: Hey!

Cruz: Hey!

Mouch: Aww!

Lily: Okay. Oh, it's so good to see you guys.

Cruz: Oh, girl, you have been missed.

Foster: A lot.

Mouch: Oh. It's been way too long.

Lily: I know. I just... I'm sorry. Things have been busy, but it is so nice to be here. Is Herrmann around? I'm actually here to run something by him.

Cruz: Yeah, he's inside.

Mouch: Come on in. We'll get you some hot coffee.

Lily: I would love that. Thank you.

Firehouse: lounge room

Casey: Hey.

Brett: Hey. Are you okay?

Casey: I can't shake this one.

Brett: Talk to me.

Casey: What if she was still nearby? Just under the surface by some fluke? I could've given Severide a few minutes to make sure.

Brett: Yeah, and if he didn't find anything right away, he'd keep searching, going further out, a lone diver in rough, icy water.

Casey: Her name is Lisa Burke… The kind of person that smiles for a DMV photo.

Brett: Matt, you weighed the variables and you made a decision. That's what makes you a good captain.

Casey: Yeah.

Brett: The fact that you beat yourself up about it afterwards is what makes you a good person.

Casey: Thanks.

Brett: You wanna see something?

Casey: No.

Brett: Julie gave them to me this morning… Taken on the day I was born.

Casey: Okay, that's pretty cute.

Brett: It's so strange, seeing myself in the arms of this teenager.

Casey: How's it going with her?

Brett: It's good. It's really good.

Casey: But?

Brett: But I don't wanna get too close. She's starting this whole new chapter of her life with this baby on the way, and... I can't help but feel like she's just gonna disappear again… Brings up some old feelings I don't really wanna remember… Is that silly?

Casey: Not at all.

Firehouse: briefing room

Herrmann: How you been, kid?

Lily: Okay, I guess. Ups and downs… That memorial out front, it's really beautiful.

Herrmann: Yeah.

Lily: I came to visit a few times in the fall, just never when you guys were on shift… I've been a little overwhelmed by everything.

Herrmann: Yeah. I'm just glad you're here now.

Lily: Me too… Herrmann, I feel like I owe you an apology for giving up Molly's North...

Herrmann: Hey… You do not have to apologize for anything, okay? I mean it.

Lily: I knew you were gonna say that, but I still wanted to explain… So much there reminded me of Brian. I felt like I'd never be able to breathe right, you know? The thing is, I miss running a business and connecting with customers. It's in my blood. I wanna open a new place. A bakery/coffee shop, is what I'm thinking.

Herrmann: That sounds great.

Lily: I found a location that would be perfect for it. But I need help. And you are the smartest business owner I know, so...

Herrmann: Me?

Lily: Yes! Yes. You've taken Molly's to such great success and you know all the ins and outs of this crazy process. Look, I'm sure you're busy between the firehouse, and the bar, and your family, so...

Herrmann: I'm in.

Lily: Really?

Herrmann: 100%. I would love to help.

Lily: Oh, my God. Thank you so much. You are the best. Aw.

Firehouse: common room

Gallo: Okay, look, there's healthy, and then there's this. What do I do with it?

Ritter: I don't know.

Gallo: Okay, well, you got us into this mess, so figure it out.

Ritter: What? I'm not the cook, you are.

Kidd: What's going on?

Gallo: Mr. Suck-Up here offered to make Chief Boden separate meals.

Ritter: Whoa. What was I supposed to do? He was standing here all cranky, yelling about the stuff that Donna dropped off.

Gallo: I don't even know what these are.

Ritter: They're flaxseeds. I told you.

Gallo: See, that? That doesn't help me at all.

Kidd: Okay. This is ridiculous. We can't live under this tyranny. I'll talk to the Chief when he gets back from the district meeting.

Ritter: What? No. Are you sure that's such a good i...

Firehouse: hallway

Casey: Lisa Burke? You're alive.

Firehouse: briefing room

Casey: You can take a seat in here.

Lisa Burke: I wasn't driving the car. That was Gary. Gary Pavone, my fiancé.

Casey: Oh.

Lisa Burke: He borrowed it this morning, and that's the last I saw him… I just need to know what happened.

Casey: The police haven't contacted you?

Lisa Burke: An officer came by, but he wasn't on the scene, didn't have a lot of information. He said your firehouse was there?

Casey: That's right… It seems like your fiancé lost control and went through a guard rail… When we dragged the car out, there was no one inside. The window was broken, which suggests he may have ended up in the water.

Lisa Burke: But you looked for him?

Casey: We didn't conduct a search. We determined... I determined that the chance he'd survived was too slim to put my men at risk. So we called in police divers to look for his body… I'm very sorry about your fiancé.

Lisa Burke: How big an area will they search?

Casey: Pretty big, I'd guess. They'll establish a search grid based on currents, and they have something called side-scan sonar...

Lisa Burke: And what happens if they don't find him?

Casey: I don't know what you mean.

Lisa Burke: Well, do they still declare him dead?

Casey: Well, a legal presumption of death is possible, but it usually takes a while.

Lisa Burke: Okay, well, thank you, Captain.

Casey: Of course.

Firehouse: Severide’s office

Casey: So check this out. The owner of that Nissan just walked into the firehouse. Her fiancé had been using the car.

Severide: Ah.

Casey: Here's the weird part. I figured she'd be distraught. Instead, she was more concerned that his body didn't show up. Almost disappointed.

Severide: That's creepy.

Casey: Right? Where are you off to?

Severide: Gonna take the squad out, run some drills.

Casey: What do you think? Should I tell the cops about the way she was acting?

Severide: Well, something's off.

Casey: So I should tell them.

Severide: It's your call.

Firehouse: Boden’s office

Kidd: Chief, I say this with all due respect...

Boden: That's debatable.

Kidd: It's just that this surplus diet seems to be making you a little short-tempered, which, in turn, creates conflict and stress in the house. Your health is very important to all of us, but maybe there's a less severe approach to changing your diet? Sir?

Boden: You call Donna. Tell her I've given up after less than a week. 'Cause if I do it, I'm a dead man.

Kidd: Oh, I don't think that's a good idea...

Boden: You're damn right it's not… I am not a weak man… I should be able to handle this.

Kidd: There is one thing that I can think of that might make this a little easier.

Firehouse: common room

Herrmann: So this is the place that Lily told me about. It's a real trendy area in Wicker Park.

Mouch: Nice bones.

Herrmann: Mm-hmm.

Mouch: That exposed brick, the big windows.

Herrmann: Yeah, so we're gonna go take a look at it after shift...

Mouch: Whoa.

Herrmann: What?

Mouch: Did you see the rent? No way she can afford that.

Herrmann: Which is why she was smart to come to me for help because I'm gonna hammer that number down just like I do all the vendors that come over to Molly's.

Mouch: That's not ringing any bells.

Ritter: Oh, are we still making a bowl of seeds and beans?

Kidd: No.

Gallo: Ha, Kidd, you're a hero.

Kidd: You're making two bowls of seeds and beans.

Ritter: What?

Kidd: Well, diets have a much higher success rate when you have a buddy, so I offered. Don't look at me like that. Listen, I'm doing this for the team. All right? You should be thanking me.

Firehouse: garage

Petillo: Captain Casey.

Casey: Hey, Petillo. Didn't expect you to come right over.

Petillo: It's a pretty intriguing message you left about Lisa Burke.

Casey: Yeah, I don't know if I have anything useful. I might just be wasting your time. But first, your search team have any luck?

Petillo: They were out there for almost six hours, didn't find a thing. Then one of our divers had a scare, got caught in a rip current. He's fine, but the team leader called off the search until conditions improve.

Casey: So no body.

Petillo: No. But we're pretty sure there's one out there.

Casey: Why?

Petillo: Police techs have been examining the vehicle. It appears somebody tampered with the throttle. Pretty sure this wasn't an accident. It was murder.

Firehouse: Boden’s office

Boden: You know, you don't have to eat in here just 'cause we're both on this ridiculous diet.

Kidd: Actually, I do, 'cause the smell of bacon in the common room was killing me.

Boden: This is reminding me of my deep water rescue training.

Kidd: How's that?

Boden: The tendency of a drowning victim to pull their rescuer down with them.

Kidd: Stop. I offered.

Boden: Doesn't mean it was a good idea.

Kidd: Chief, please. It's nice to have your back for once, 'cause you always have mine… And the oatmeal isn't that bad.

Boden: Yes, it is.

Firehouse: hallway

Gallo: Captain, I think Mouch is ready for a double shift. I mean, look at all this energy he's still got.

Mouch: I just wanna get home before Donna puts a bug in Trudy's ear about this surplus diet claptrap.

Lisa Burke: What did you say about me? What did you tell the police?

Casey: I'll catch you guys later. Please, come inside.

Firehouse: common room

Casey: Have a seat, Ms. Burke.

Lisa Burke: Suddenly the police are asking me all these questions. "Where was I at the time of the accident? Can anybody corroborate my account?" You obviously accused me of something.

Casey: No, all I did was tell them that we had a conversation. But I know you've been through a lot in the last 24 hours, and I'm sorry if I made things worse for you. Please.

Lisa Burke: This is all so confusing… Gary lives in Denver. He's an aviation engineer. He travels a lot for the airline that he works for. So when he's in town, sometimes he borrows my car.

Casey: Okay.

Lisa Burke: We've only been dating a few months. We met online.

Casey: He looks like a nice guy.

Lisa Burke: He's very sweet to me. And I have not been lucky in love, so when he proposed, I just jumped at the chance… But yesterday, I got an overdraft notice from my bank. When I checked my account, it was empty. Cleaned out. And then you found my car in a lake.

Casey: Oh.

Lisa Burke: They can drain Lake Michigan if they want, but they won't find Gary's body.

Casey: Did you explain all this to the police?

Lisa Burke: You're the first person I've told. He took everything from me… Everything.

Casey: You need to tell them, Lisa. The police need to know they aren't searching for a victim in the water. They're looking for a con artist who's still at large.

Local

Deanne: You'll find all the specs on here. I'll just give you two a few minutes to look around.

Lily: Awesome. Thank you so much. See, I would put bar stools right here for counter service. And I was thinking, like, a big glass display for cupcakes and pies could go over here.

Herrmann: That would be nice.

Lily: Ah, it's perfect, isn't it? I know I shouldn't say that in front of a realtor, but this place has everything I dreamed of.

Herrmann: You can say it as loud as you want.

Lily: Oh, and look.

Herrmann: Yeah?

Lily: I came prepared. Wanna measure the kitchen with me?

Herrmann: No, you go ahead. It's time for Mr. Wheeler Dealer to have a word with our realtor. All right?

Lily: Go get them, killer.

Herrmann: Yep.

Deanne: You know how picky he is. Okay. Yeah, I'll call you later. Great space, isn't it?

Herrmann: Oh, yeah, it's nice enough. But let's talk turkey, huh?

Deanne: Excuse me?

Herrmann: Yeah, Deanne, I've run and owned my own Chicago establishment for around eight years now, so I know what the numbers should look like.

Deanne: Oh, oh, I'm glad to hear it. I appreciate an informed client.

Herrmann: Okay, so after, you know, comparing this place to the one that I'm in, I wrote down what I think would be, you know, a fair monthly rent.

Molly’s

Herrmann: Apparently, there were five other offers already on the table. In my defense, not even Henry Kissinger could've negotiated with this woman.

Mouch: That's a shame, but I'm sure Lily will find another place she likes.

Herrmann: Yeah, but she loved this one. You should've seen how happy that kid was. Man… So I offered to invest in her business. Give her a little seed money, it'll help with her rent, until she can get it off the ground.

Mouch: That's real generous of you, Herrmann. I didn't know you had that kind of cash.

Herrmann: This is Lily we're talking about here, Mouch. She was the love of Otis's life, you know?

Mouch: Of course. Yeah, no, I get it.

Casey: Hey, Kidd. You seen Severide?

Kidd: Oh, what am I? His secretary?

Casey: Whoa.

Kidd: Sorry. It's this stupid diet. I think my stomach is digesting itself. You need Kelly for something?

Casey: I just wanted to make sure he knew there was never any victim in the lake.

Kidd: I told him all about that. What, he didn't reach out to you?

Casey: Not even a text.

Kidd: You men are so... Wh-why can't you just confront each other directly when you're pissed off about something? It's childish.

Casey: How long are you on this diet?

Kidd: Two freaking weeks.

Casey: Okay.

Kidd: If I survive… You see who Brett's talking to?

Brett: Oh, Matt's here now.

Julie: Oh.

Brett: Hey.

Casey: Hi.

Brett: Matt Casey, this is my birth mom, Julie. Julie, this is Matt.

Casey: Hey.

Julie: Hey.

Brett: Been hearing a lot about you.

Julie: Yeah, same here. Actually, we were just discussing the mystery of the car in the lake.

Casey: Ah, yes.

Brett: Julie has a good friend that was also scammed by someone on an online dating app.

Julie: Yeah, Bridget. She met this doctor online and they started this long distance text relationship.

Brett: He got her to invest her entire savings into some medical device he claimed he invented.

Casey: What a jerk.

Brett: Hmm.

Casey: Or woman.

Julie: Yeah, I mean, everybody always feels sorry for the women in these scenarios, but, you know, it's the men who are the losers trying to build themselves up. I mean, that doctor, turned out he was just a cashier who watched a lot of medical dramas on TV.

Brett: Ooh, are you all right?

Julie: No, I'm fine. I swear this baby, sometimes it's like she's doing Pilates in there. Oh.

Brett: Is it always this bad?

Julie: Oh.

Brett: I think we should get you looked at.

Julie: No, no, no. I'm okay, I'm okay.

Brett: I don't know. With a high-risk pregnancy like yours, I'm afraid there might be something wrong.

Julie: Okay.

Brett: Matt, my car's down the street.

Casey: I'll meet you out front.

Brett: Okay, come on. We're going to the hospital.

Chicago Med: ER, treatment room

Doctor Patchefsky: Mom's vitals are good. Baby's heartbeat is strong. Water's intact. No bleeding. I think what we're looking at here is a classic case of Braxton Hicks.

Brett: Oh, otherwise known as false labour.

Doctor Patchefsky: But come back if the contractions return and are more severe, or if there is any bleeding.

Julie: Oh, I will. Absolutely.

Doctor Patchefsky: Okay.

Casey: Thanks, Doctor.

Brett: Mm-hmm. This is embarrassing for a paramedic. I'm so sorry, Julie.

Julie: Are you kidding? Oh, I think it's incredibly sweet that you took it so seriously.

Brett: Well, that's my half-sister in there.

Julie: Oh, hey. No, she's kicking. For real this time. Here.

Brett: Oh.

Julie: Yeah, right here.

Brett: Wow.

Casey: I'll meet you outside.

Julie: He's terrific. How long have you two been dating?

Brett: Oh, no, it's not like that. We're just friends.

Julie: Okay. If you say so.

Brett: Come on. Let's get you out of here.

Chicago Med: ER

Doctor Patchefsky: Matt, you work with Blake Gallo, don't you?

Casey: Gallo, sure. He rides in my truck.

Doctor Patchefsky: He's a good guy. The way he keeps tabs on that burn victim.

Casey: The little girl from the gas explosion?

Doctor Patchefsky: Lucy, yeah. She's a long-term patient and he's always checking to see if we've brought her out of her coma yet.

Casey: Oh, I didn't realize.

Firehouse: hallway

Foster: But Brett sounded shaken up. I was just glad everything turned out okay.

Kidd: The woman shows up out of nowhere, husband acts like a jerk, and Brett has her heart wide open, the way that she always does.

Foster: You're still on the surplus diet?

Kidd: Yeah, of course. I can't bail on Chief.

Foster: You think he stuck with it off-shift? He seemed ready to break to me.

Kidd: Uh-oh. Chief.

Boden: What?

Kidd: Did you cheat on the diet off-shift?

Boden: No, did you?

Kidd: I told you I wouldn't.

Boden: Well, I wanted to, but I stuck with it anyway because I knew that if I cheated, I would have both you and Donna come at me and that is not the kind of support that I'm looking for from you.

Kidd: Well, that's too bad, because if you're not quitting, I'm not quitting.

Boden: What are you looking at?

Firehouse: common room

Gallo: I can't make two meals again.

Ritter: Well, maybe we can convince them meatball subs have high fiber and no fat?

Gallo: Maybe, and maybe they do. We don't know for sure. We're not nutritionists.

Ritter: No. We're firefighters, damn it.

Cruz: Keep in mind, if you try to serve seeds to the whole house, we'll bury you under the app floor.

Gallo: You know what? I'm doing it. I'm putting ground beef and buns on the shopping list, come what may.

Ritter: This is the bravest thing you've ever done.

Cindy Herrmann: Hey, gang.

Ritter: Hey.

Gallo: Hey.

Herrmann: Hey.

Cindy Herrmann: Hi.

Herrmann: Hey, are you okay?

Cindy Herrmann: Oh, yeah.

Herrmann: All right.

Cindy Herrmann: I just wanted to talk to you if you have a second.

Herrmann: Yeah, of course. Come here.

Firehouse: hallway

Cindy Herrmann: I spent all morning going through our finances.

Herrmann: Yeah.

Cindy Herrmann: Crunched the numbers a hundred different ways.

Herrmann: Yeah.

Cindy Herrmann: I know you want to help Lily… But there's no way to make that loan work without the family taking a real hit. You know, back to the early days of Molly's, and you remember how scary that was?

Herrmann: Okay, then. All right… It is what it is.

Cindy Herrmann: I know how much you wanted to help.

Herrmann: Yeah, and that and a box of rocks is worth exactly the same thing.

Cindy Herrmann: I'm sorry, Christopher.

Main: Truck 81, Ambulance 61. Injured person at 1197 West Gossage.

Herrmann: Not your fault.

Firehouse: common room

Gallo: Hey, don't back down, Ritter. Get all the ingredients.

Street

Casey: Kidd, you're with me. Mouch and Gallo, hang back until I see what we need.

Mouch: Captain, I'll have a double pepperoni, please.

Restaurant

Kidd: Oh, my God. That smells incredible.

Jimmy: Hey. It's my boss, Silvio. You gotta hurry.

Restaurant: kitchen

Casey: Stay there.

Jimmy: He was unloading bags of flour, and the thing went haywire.

Casey: Gotcha. Go ahead. Kidd, see if you can find the breaker for the dumbwaiter.

Kidd: Where's the breaker box?

Jimmy: It's right over there.

Casey: Mouch, we need a 4-foot strut and a ram.

Mouch: Copy that, Cap.

Brett: He has poor perfusion and he's hypoxic. Let's get ready to bag him when he's released.

Foster: Copy that.

Casey: Kidd, what's the holdup?

Kidd: I can't find the right breaker… I'm shutting it all down.

Casey: Mouch, use the strut to brace this thing. Gallo, position the ram.

Gallo: Copy that.

Kidd: I got it. Thanks.

Mouch: Secure.

Casey: Beautiful.

Gallo: Thanks, Captain.

Kidd: Great, okay. Got you. Here we go. It's okay.

Foster: Let's get him up.

Kidd: I'll get the lights.

Foster: Easy, easy.

Street

Jimmy: Here, take these for the firehouse.

Kidd: What? No, we can't.

Jimmy: Please, we gotta get rid of them. We're shutting down while we all go to hospital to check on Silvio.

Casey: Thank you. He's in good hands. Pepperoni?

Mouch: Thank you.

Casey: Hey, I heard you've been checking in on a patient yourself.

Gallo: Yeah. Lucy. And I know she's gonna pull through, I can feel it.

Casey: Good.

Gallo: Yeah.

Firehouse: truck 81

Kidd: I need to inhale exhaust right now.

Casey: Fastest I've ever seen you drive, Kidd.

Firehouse: garage

Mouch: Oh.

Gallo: Oh, that one's double cheese.

Mouch: Dig in.

Kidd: If any of you go down from a heart attack, I'm not resuscitating.

Mouch: That was uncalled for.

Gallo: Hmm.

Firehouse: Boden’s office

Kidd: Chief, you would not believe what I just... Are you eating something?

Boden: Mm-mm.

Kidd: Wallace Boden.

Boden: Damn... Ritter says they're really high in fiber.

Kidd: Chief. I thought we were in this together… Now we're talking.

Firehouse: Severide’s office

Casey: Okay, I have to ask. Are we good?

Severide: What do you mean?

Casey: I didn't see you at the apartment off-shift. You just avoiding Kidd while she's on that psycho diet, or do you and I need to talk about our argument at the lake?

Severide: Talk?

Casey: Never mind.

Severide: Hey… Did the cops have any luck locating the fiancé?

Casey: No, they haven't found him in Denver or anywhere else. Gary Pavone is obviously an alias.

Severide: They tried pulling prints off the car?

Casey: Water damage makes it harder, I guess. Plus, he probably wiped it down… Police mechanics found some sort of electronic device connected to the fuel system, but they can't identify it. Is it possible to rig a car like that so it can accelerate without a driver?

Severide: Well, late model Nissans have a "fly-by-wire" electronic throttle and I suppose you could fit it with a receiver so you can operate it remotely. Point the car towards the lake and just press a button. Is this fake fiancé any kind of tech whiz?

Casey: Supposedly, he's an aviation engineer, but that's probably a lie just like everything else… Although maybe there's a kernel of truth to it and he's just building himself up… I mean, maybe he's just a guy who's into airplanes. His profile picture is him holding what looks like a design prototype, but what if it's just a toy?

Firehouse: Casey’s office

Casey: Hi, my name's Matt Casey and I'm a firefighter with the Chicago Fire Department. I have a strange question for you.

Porch

Gary Pavone: Yeah, who is it?

Casey: Gary Pavone?

Gary Pavone: What? Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no. What the hell? Hey, there is a very simple explanation for this.

Casey: Yeah, the simple explanation is you're a scumbag.

Gary Pavone: Hey, that is not fair.

Lisa Burke: You're also a fraud. Aviation engineer?

Gary Pavone: Turns out you're just a radio-control airplane nerd.

Lisa Burke: Denver was a lie too… Now I realize, "Why would he travel 1,000 miles just to fleece someone? He probably spends so much time in Chicago because he lives here."

Gary Pavone: How did you find me?

Casey: There's only a handful of RC hobby shops in town. It didn't take long to canvass them all with your photo. Your regular shop, Vinny's Planes-n-Trains, they ID'd you right away.

Son: Dad?

Gary Pavone: Hey, bud.

Son: Mom wants to know who's here.

Gary Pavone: Listen, bud. Go back inside, okay? Okay? Go.

Lisa Burke: Unbelievable.

Gary Pavone: Look, I'm gonna pay back all that money...

Casey: I almost sent my best friend into a freezing lake to save your ass. No kidding you'll give the money back… And that's the least of it. Sergeant, this is Matt Casey. I need to speak to Detective Halstead.

Molly’s

Herrmann: Here you go. It's on the house.

Lily: On the house?

Herrmann: Yeah.

Lily: What's wrong, Herrmann?

Herrmann: It turns out I can't put up the money I promised you. I thought I could rearrange some stuff, but it doesn't add up. I'm sorry.

Lily: Rearrange?

Herrmann: We'll find a new space for the bakery, you know? Just as good.

Lily: Wait, you're still gonna help me?

Herrmann: Yeah, of course. I just don't have the funds...

Lily: Oh, no, I don't care about the money, Herrmann. I just... I need your support and advice. I can always find a cheaper space, but from the way Brian talked, I know I'll never find a better mentor.

Herrmann: Otis said that?

Lily: Yeah.

Herrmann: Jeez, huh… Listen, Lily. You are always gonna have my support, okay? And you are always, and I mean always, gonna be a part of this 51 family, okay?

Lily: Took me a little too long to realize that, but I think I finally get it.

Herrmann: Good.

Lily: Thanks, Herrmann.

Herrmann: Nah.

Julie: I'm looking forward to being able to have a glass of wine again with dinner someday. And I'm a rosé girl too.

Brett: Of course.

Julie: Mm-hmm.

Brett: Well, there's a restaurant near my apartment that you would love, maybe tomorrow night?

Julie: Actually, I'm headed back to Rockford in the morning.

Brett: Oh, Scott must be anxious to have you back.

Julie: The reason I'm headed back early... Sylvie, I have some news I wanted to share.

Brett: Okay...

Julie: For years, Scott has wanted to move to Chicago. His company has an office in the city, and he has a bunch of friends here, and I have always rejected the idea. I just... I didn't think there was anything here for me. But now, well, now there's you.

Brett: You're moving to Chicago?

Julie: Yeah, that's what we're thinking… But don't worry. We won't invade your space or your life in any way that you don't want.

Brett: I'm not worried, Julie… That sounds really nice.

Severide and Kidd’s loft

Severide: So, we got steaks, mashed potatoes...

Kidd: With extra butter.

Severide: Right.

Kidd: Mm-hmm.

Severide: And broccoli.

Kidd: Broccoli florets. Breaded and deep fried.

Severide: Right.

Kidd: Yeah… Oh.