Grocery
Kidd: Okay, okay.
Gordy: I saw you act like you were gonna skip that candy bar.
Kidd: Gordy, you're not supposed to notice my purchases. There's, uh, clerk-customer confidentiality.
Gordy: Your secret is safe with me… $3.49… Here you are.
Kidd: Keep the change.
Street
Kidd: Hey. What are y'all doing?
Girl: You say something?
Kidd: Yeah. How old are you?
Girl: No one trying to talk to you.
Kidd: Well, aren't you supposed to be in school instead of out here on a corner slinging God knows what? Hey, I'm talking to you!
Firehouse: briefing room
Kidd: You should've seen them. They couldn't have been more than 14, 15 years old and they just scattered right as soon as I approached them.
Severide: Probably thought you were a cop.
Kidd: Well... It's just so sad, you know? And what am I doing about it? Nothing. I always say that I want to be more involved in the community, and then another week goes by and what have I done?
Boden: Okay, despite whatever the weather is up to today, I still expect Firehouse 51 to be prepared… Yes, Lieutenant Herrmann?
Herrmann: All right. Well, thank you, Chief, for addressing me by rank there, because it cuts to the heart of why I raised my hand. I was wondering, you know, about officer's quarters… You see, uh, it's been over a year since I made lieutenant, you know, and, you know, Casey and Severide over there, they got their own officer's quarters, you know, down in the bunk room, and I...
Boden: We only have two officer's quarters at 51.
Herrmann: Oh, I understand that and I thought about that, and that's why I would like to request the blue room down in the bullpen. I can be closer to you and end up keeping...
Boden: No.
Herrmann: That was a little quick.
Boden: Blue office is for storage, now and forever. It's not gonna be your officer's quarters or a women's lounge or whatever function you all come up with by tomorrow.
Capp: Like a game room?
Tony: Oh!
Herrmann: Uh, but, Chief...
Main: Truck 81, Ambulance 61, house fire, 55 South Randolph Street.
Street
Casey: Truck 81, fire looks like a couple bedrooms burning on the second floor. Mouch, Kidd, take the Charlie side. Gallo, with me. Clear upstairs first, work our way down. Engine... 105, drop two lines.
Firefighter 1: Okay, we got two. Heard him.
Firefighter 2: Copy that.
Arlene: I knew something like this would happen. That woman in there, she's unfit to be a mother.
House
Casey: Gallo, find the stairs!
Gallo: Copy that… Fire Department! Call out! Captain, over here!
Casey: Ma'am, we have to get you out of here!
Jennifer Davis: My son, Noah, is upstairs! He's only six!
Gallo: Where?
Jennifer Davis: In the bedroom on the right!
Casey: Gallo, go!
Gallo: Yeah. Fire Department! Call out!
Kidd: They'll get to your son!
Jennifer Davis: No!
Kidd: Ma'am!
Jennifer Davis: No!
Kidd: You come with us!
Mouch: Come on, ma'am!
Jennifer Davis: Noah, Noah!
Mouch: I got you!
Casey: Fire Department! Call out!
Jennifer Davis: Noah!
Mouch: They'll get him!
Jennifer Davis: Noah!
Gallo: Noah! Call out! Noah! No sign of him!
Casey: Did you check the master?
Gallo: Yeah.
Noah: Mom!
Gallo: Hey, kid! Come with me!
Noah: Mm-mm.
Gallo: I'll take you to safety, I promise!
Noah: No!
Gallo: Your mom's already down there, come on! Come on.
Noah: No!
Gallo: Hey, hey. When I was your age, there was a fire at my house too. And I hid in as safe a place as I could find, exactly what you're doing, okay? But... This place isn't gonna keep you safe much longer, okay?
Casey: It's true.
Gallo: So come on. Come with me and we'll get you to safety. We'll get you to your mom, yeah? Come on. Come here. Here. Stay low. Yeah. Okay. All right, ready?
Casey: Go… Knock it down.
Street
Jennifer Davis: Where are they? They said they'd get to him.
Brett: What's your name, ma'am?
Jennifer Davis: Jenni.
Brett: Okay, Jenni. Can you help us put this oxygen mask on you? You took in a lot of smoke, honey.
Jennifer Davis: Oh, God. Thank God, Noah! Noah!
Noah: Mom!
Gallo: Not a scratch.
Jennifer Davis: Thank you.
Brett: Let me just take a look at him.
Jennifer Davis: Okay.
Brett: Come here, buddy. Jenni... There you go.
Casey: Brave what you did, ma'am.
Brett: Great. Okay.
Arlene: No surprise this happened… She can't take care of him. She's paralyzed… She could've gotten that little boy killed. You saw.
Mouch: Hey. You're not helping anyone with that, so why don't you just...
Casey: All right, 81. Let's help 105 rebed their hoses.
Firehouse: garage
Ritter: Hey, how was it?
Gallo: Rolling. Good save with a kid hiding under the sink.
Ritter: Oh, details.
Gallo: So we get to this house...
Mouch: Captain.
Firehouse: lounge room
Casey: What's he doing?
Cruz: Apparently, he's making his own officer's quarters.
Herrmann: That is precisely what I am doing. If you guys want to get something done around here, you have to stop asking for permission to start building your own future… Voilà. Okay, clap it up, all right. Just know that where preparation meets perspiration, you have...
Cruz: Constipation.
Herrmann: Innovation.
Casey: Okay, well, I'm gonna head into my quarters and get some paperwork done.
Severide: Yeah, same.
Herrmann: I believe I will too. Hmm.
Firehouse: common room
Gallo: Dude, no, no, don't give me that, okay?
Ritter: We were the last group who had to raise the 50-foot Bangor ladder in under a two-minute time limit.
Gallo: But the instructors flat-out told our class we had the highest scores and best times they'd seen in, like, a decade.
Ritter: They say that to everyone.
Kidd: What are you two on about?
Gallo: We're comparing academy classes.
Ritter: They started making it way easier after I came through.
Gallo: I'm, like, six months behind you.
Ritter: Oh, did your class even go in the smokebox?
Gallo: Dude, don't.
Kidd: Mm, question for both of you. What percentage of each class was women?
Violet Mikami: Not enough!
Kidd: Hey!
Gallo: Hey, what brings you by?
Violet Mikami: We had a call up Racine. We're low on chem strips, so Jody is raiding 61's supply cabinet.
Gallo: And you stopped in to say hi. That is...
Violet Mikami: I came by to raid your fridge.
Gallo: Ah.
Violet Mikami: But seriously, we had, like, three women in our entire class.
Kidd: You know what? I just... I just thought of something. Um, can you both finish making sandwiches?
Ritter: Uh... Uh, of course.
Kidd: Thank you!
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Kidd: Chief, you got a second?
Boden: More than that. What's on your mind?
Kidd: Okay, so I just had some inspiration. The short version is, I gotta do more for young women out there. Whatever it happening in the "women's movement," it's not happening on streets like Marquette or West Garfield or South Ashland. So what if I set up a program where I recruit young women from Chicago public schools to be junior firefighters?
Boden: Sounds good. Though I will say, as with anything of this nature at the CFD, you're gonna need an abundance of two things.
Kidd: Okay.
Boden: Patience and persistence.
Kidd: I got both those things. I mean, I can when I need to.
Boden: Okay. What you're gonna want to do is call Owen Horton in Community Relations at headquarters. And feel free to tell him that you have my full support.
Kidd: Thank you, Chief.
Boden: It's a terrific idea… Truly.
Firehouse: garage
Brett: Hey.
Julie: Hi.
Foster: I'll hit the supply room for restock.
Brett: Great… Julie!
Julie: Oh, Sylvie, oh, I hope you don't mind me dropping by unannounced.
Brett: No, not at all.
Julie: I was thinking I could get your help with neighbourhoods. I mean, I know I can Google "best neighbourhoods for new moms in Chicago," but I'd rather land some insider knowledge from someone who's in these streets every day.
Brett: You've come to the right place, trust me. I am the go-to house hunter at Firehouse 51.
Julie: Oh, hey, there's a show called that. "House Hunters." Have you seen it?
Brett: I am the biggest fan in the world. I even roped my ex-fiancé into marathoning the whole series with me.
Julie: Wait, what? Ex-fiancé?
Brett: Oh, uh, yeah, no, that's a whole nother...
Julie: Yeah, a whole nother something I want to hear about. Look, I know we have time, but I will take every Sylvie Brett story that I can get.
Brett: Fine, but I'm gonna need some coffee.
Julie: I just can't wait to hear all about it.
Vera Gantry: Excuse me. Could you please direct me to a Captain Matthew Casey?
Casey: I'm Matt.
Vera Gantry: Oh, all right, well, that saves me a few steps. I'm Vera Gantry with the Department of Child and Family Services.
Casey: Oh, okay.
Vera Gantry: Your name is on an incident report from a house fire this morning involving Jennifer Davis and her son, Noah.
Casey: The woman in the wheelchair?
Vera Gantry: Yes, sir. I received an endangerment complaint asking DCFS to remove the child from his mother.
Firehouse: briefing room
Vera Gantry: Well, in fact, there have been... Five calls regarding negligence of the mother before the fire.
Casey: Did they come from the same neighbour?
Vera Gantry: I'm not at liberty...
Casey: She was a real piece of work.
Boden: Casey.
Vera Gantry: These are serious allegations. Captain Casey, did you see how the fire started?
Casey: It looked like an electrical fire, but I can't be sure. That would a matter for the Office of Fire Investigation. I can say that the mother, Jenni, turned over her wheelchair so she could crawl up the stairs and try to save her child.
Vera Gantry: Couldn't get up the stairs.
Casey: That's not what I said.
Vera Gantry: Were you summoned by fire alarms inside the house?
Casey: I believe it was a 911 call.
Vera Gantry: No alarms.
Casey: Hey, what's your agenda here?
Vera Gantry: To protect a child.
Casey: It seems more like it's a premade decision in search of facts to back it up.
Boden: Okay, that's enough. You have my captain's incident report.
Vera Gantry: Yes, I have everything I need.
Casey: Are you serious? This woman came here to check some boxes. Didn't matter what I said.
Boden: You're right. I didn't like her attitude.
Casey: She wanted a few choice quotes so she could take a boy away from his disabled mother. Doesn't sit right with me, Chief… Doesn't sit right at all.
Firehouse: hallway
Capp: Ritter, Herrmann wants to see you in his office.
Ritter: His what?
Firehouse: lounge room
Herrmann: Hey, sit.
Ritter: Oh, yeah.
Herrmann: Sit.
Ritter: Yeah.
Herrmann: So, um, thank you for coming. I just wanted to let you know that now that I got my own office that you can come and knock on my door anytime, day or night.
Ritter: There is no door.
Herrmann: Eh, I know that this is a little thrown together, but as your officer, I want you to know that if you ever have any suggestions or complaints or you just want to get something off your chest that you can come to me here and we can have private conversation.
Ritter: Uh, well, this area has an echo.
Herrmann: A what?
Ritter: An echo… You can hear anything anyone says, like, all over the bunk room. That's why no one sat on the sofa that used to be here.
Capp: It's true. I can hear you.
Firehouse: common room
Kidd: Expired.
Severide: Yeah.
Kidd: Way expired.
Owen Horton: I was told I could find Stella Kidd in here.
Kidd: Yes, you can, and yes, you did.
Owen Horton: Owen Horton, CFD Community Outreach Department.
Kidd: Oh, um, hi.
Owen Horton: I got your message. I was running back from Manny's, thought I'd stop by and get the lowdown.
Kidd: Well, firstly, thank you for responding so quickly. Okay, so like I said on the message, I'm calling it “Girls On Fire.” What I'm thinking is, high school girls... Young women... Can see that there is a career for them in the fire service. So we have them run drills, spread hoses, climb ladders, ride in the trucks, and hear from women who are in the trenches every day at the CFD. You know, let these teenage girls feel empowered.
Owen Horton: What you're gonna want to do is write me up a formal proposal. You'll find the guidelines on the CFD server. Get a female officer to cosponsor with you and email it to me when you're done.
Kidd: W...
Owen Horton: Dana? Yeah, I had a quick stop. I'll be there in five minutes.
Kidd: W...
Owen Horton: Okay, thanks.
Kidd: Um, a female officer?
Owen Horton: All outreach programs require an officer's full commitment. His or her presence at all meetings and events. I think the only way this one flies is if it's female-led.
Kidd: Right. Exactly.
Severide: I think he's into it.
Kidd: I have to go print up a list of female officers.
Main: Ambulance 61, medical assist, 8106 West Roosevelt.
Street
Brett: Did you boys call for a medical assist?
Nesbitt: Yup.
Foster: Where?
Officer 1: Full moon, 12 o'clock.
Naked man: Whoo, whoopsie-daisy!
Brett: Oh, Lordy.
Naked man: Ah! Whee! Whoopsie-daisy, whee!
Brett: Okay, I'm sorry, but this is a police matter.
Nesbitt: No, no, no, no. Clearly, this is a medical assist.
Foster: Look at that guy. He could be dangerous. We don't know.
Officer : Do you see a weapon?
Nesbitt: I don't see much of anything.
Brett: Okay, I'm sure this would be a big hoot down at the district, but we're not treating this guy until he's restrained.
Nesbitt: No one's complaining about a crime, therefore no call to arrest.
Nicholas Winter: Um, I am. I just went to get some coffee and now I can't get back inside my office. I mean, that's gotta be some sort of crime.
Nesbitt: No, this is a public building, public space. Unless he's committing a crime right now, I...
Foster: Public indecency. That's at least a misdemeanour. You guys just don't want to deal with it.
Nesbitt: Listen, honey. Give me your name. I'll tell your supervisor you refused a medical.
Foster: "Honey." Where's your body cam?
Nesbitt: It's right here.
Foster: Hi, I'm Emily Foster from Firehouse 51. And your officer... Nesbitt is an A-hole!
Nesbitt: That's not necessary. Let me show you something… Hey, what the... Stop! Police!
Naked man: Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Brett: Well, it's a crime now!
Nesbitt: Hey, stop!
Nicholas Winter: I, uh, guess I'll get back to work. After I scrub that image out of my brain.
Brett: Oof. Um, excuse me. Does your office handle residential or commercial listings?
Nicholas Winter: Uh, both, actually. Nicholas Winter.
Brett: Oh, Sylvie Brett.
Outside the firehouse
Casey: Hey, Chief.
Boden: Yeah?
Casey: I'm gonna run by that house fire from yesterday, talk to the neighbour who made that complaint.
Boden: What you mean, talk to her?
Casey: Talk to her.
Gallo: I could go with you, Captain… I really connected to that kid. I'd like to come if you don't mind.
Casey: Not at all.
Boden: Okay, don't do anything to have headquarters call me.
Casey: Copy that, Chief.
Street
Kidd: I'll be home later. I gotta stop by the academy and meet with this lady chief.
Severide: All right, I'll see you later.
Kidd: All right.
Academy: hallway
Chief Wilson: Absolutely, I hear you. It sounds like a great program.
Kidd: So you'll cosponsor with me?
Chief Wilson: I wish I could, Stella, but you know I don't put my name to anything unless I can give it my full attention. In addition to running a battalion, I use my days off to support the 100 Club.
Kidd: Oh, yes. That's right, I knew that. You said that before.
Chief Wilson: Look, I'd love to help you.
Captain Leone: Help you with what?
Kidd: Oh, um, it's...
Chief Wilson: Actually, Stella needs an officer to cosponsor her Girls, um...
Kidd: Girls On Fire.
Chief Wilson: Girls On Fire program.
Captain Leone: Sounds interesting.
Kidd: It is, it is.
Captain Leone: Tell you what. I've got breakfast free. Why don't we discuss it over coffee and pancakes?
Kidd: Okay. Okay.
Street
Casey: Ma'am?
Arlene: Arlene.
Casey: I'm Matt Casey. This is Blake Gallo. We're with the Chicago Fire Department.
Arlene: I remember.
Casey: Are you the one who called DCFS, filed a complaint?
Arlene: The mother, Jenni Davis, she can't take care of her yard. Why would you think she can take care of a little boy?
Gallo: Her yard?
Arlene: The woman has no respect for the property line. The roots of her trees run directly into my yard, ripping through my garden.
Casey: You mean to tell me you called to have a child taken away from his mother because of some tree roots?
Arlene: That woman almost got her son killed.
Casey: Do you know what it's like to have a son taken away? 'Cause I do, and what you're doing is reprehensible.
Arlene: You don't know half of anything.
Gallo: I didn't know you had a son, Captain.
Casey: Long story. Let's take a look at the second floor. Maybe swing by the hospital, let the mom know what she's dealing with in terms of fire damage.
Gallo: That sounds good to me.
Nicholas Winter’s office
Nicholas Winter: So I have houses in Hyde Park, Old Town, and Wicker Park. I'm more than happy to set aside a day to drive around, show them, see what speaks to you. We can talk about styles: traditional, craftsman, English. We can talk about school districts. We can talk about work or walking neighbourhoods or anything and everything that's important to you as a buyer.
Julie: That'd be great.
Nicholas Winter: Will you be coming too?
Brett: Oh, are you kidding? I live for this stuff.
Nicholas Winter: Well, then it sounds like we're gonna have some fun. Let me go grab my calendar and we can set aside a date. I'll be right back.
Offices
Brett: Thank you… He just asked me out.
Julie: Well, yeah. He was into you.
Brett: You think?
Julie: He couldn't take his eyes off you.
Brett: Oh.
Street
Julie: And you should definitely say yes.
Brett: Well, I'm not really looking to date right now.
Julie: Ugh, I knew it. You're hung up on Matt.
Brett: No. I... No. We're... We're friends. Just friends, trust me. He was married to my best friend. It's a whole thing.
Julie: Okay.
Brett: Julie.
Julie: Okay, I will leave it at that.
Diner
Kidd: And so what I want to show them, really show them, is how responsibility goes both ways, you know? And when those bells go off, you have to be fearless and professional and ready. The skills that they learn, they can carry over into their schools, their families, their communities whether they become firefighters or not. Girls can be heroes, and they need to know that.
Captain Leone: Mm.
Kidd: Anyways, that's it. That's what I want to do… Okay, yeah, yeah. There you go.
Waitress: Thank you.
Kidd: So what do you think? I mean, “Girls On Fire,” right?
Captain Leone: Uh... Not interested… You're a schemer. I don't work with schemers.
Chicago Med: Jennifer Davis’s room
Casey: It's not as bad as I would've thought.
Gallo: He's a general contractor.
Jennifer Davis: Ah.
Casey: Good news is, most of the damage is contained to the hallway and a couple bedrooms upstairs.
Jennifer Davis: And I have insurance, including fire. It's the one smart thing Braden did before he left. They stand up there and they say, "In sickness and in health," but those are just words until spinal stenosis sets in. Braden walked out on Noah and me and never looked back. Never called once. It's been three years.
Gallo: Sorry. Sounds like a terrible person.
Vera Gantry: Jennifer Davis, as required by Illinois state law, I'm informing you that the Department of Child and Family Services is taking Noah into state custody.
Jennifer Davis: What?
Vera Gantry: Until such time as a family court justice can render a decision. Now, a copy of your case report has been given to your doctor...
Jennifer Davis: No, no, you can't do this.
Vera Gantry: A copy of your case file has been given to your doctor, which he will share with you when you are ready.
Jennifer Davis: You can't do this.
Casey: Come on.
Vera Gantry: If you have any questions, you can call DCFS during office hours.
Jennifer Davis: Noah!
Noah: Mom?
Jennifer Davis: No, wait!
Noah: Mom!
Jennifer Davis: Noah! You can’t do this!
Firehouse: Boden’s office
Casey: It was awful, Chief, just awful.
Boden: I can imagine.
Casey: And this neighbour, Arlene, she's a whole another level.
Gallo: Oh, she's disgusting. I don't like saying that about people, but that's what she is.
Boden: Okay, I understand and I agree. It's an awful situation and you feel helpless.
Gallo: The way they treated that mother was...
Boden: However, we have a shift to run. I need you both focused.
Casey: We will be… I will be.
Boden: Good.
Firehouse: locker room
Kidd: And so that exhausts my list of women officers I know. The whole list could've fit on a Post-it Note, anyway. And, you know, I don't... I don't want to cosponsor Girls On Fire without someone who's dependable, enthusiastic, smart.
Severide: I know a woman officer who's all those things.
Kidd: Really? Who?
Severide: Wendy Seager.
Kidd: The woman who threw vibes at you right in front of me?
Severide: I'll text you her number.
Kidd: Mm.
Firehouse: lounge room
Herrmann: Nope. Not gonna get to me… Ta-da!
Firehouse: common room
Gallo: Whoa, did you see me play a spade?
Ritter: Yeah. Well, then you know I'm out of hearts.
Gallo: Oh.
Mouch: Gotta pay attention to what everyone is playing.
Foster: Speaking of paying attention.
Brett: Actually, you remember the guy who helped us with the police at naked guy call?
Foster: Mm, do I? He was F-I-N-E, fine.
Ritter: Go on.
Brett: He asked me out.
Foster: And you're just now telling me?
Brett: I haven't answered him yet.
Foster: Oh, girl.
Brett: I wanted to sleep on it.
Gallo: I think that's smart. You go to eager beaver and they think, "What problems does this gal have that she's jumping to go out with me?"
Mouch: Listen to Gallo.
Ritter: Or maybe don't call a woman a beaver.
Mouch: Listen to Ritter.
Gallo: I wasn't, I wasn't, I...
Ritter: Wow.
Gallo: No, I didn't mean it like that. Dude. It's a phrase. It's like... It's like busy bee. It's like busy bee? Yeah, it's a phrase.
Parking
Jayla: Help us!
Casey: Yeah?
Jayla: It's Graham. The forklift just sort of...
Casey: Show us.
Jayla: All right, this way.
Warehouse
Jayla: I told him not to take the corners too quickly when the forklift's loaded up, especially at the end of the shift when everyone's exhausted!
Man: Come on. Come on.
Severide: Guys, guys, back up!
Man: Come on, guys, pull!
Severide: Hey, hey, guys!
Man: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Severide: Hey, hey, guys, back up! Give us some space to work.
Man: It won't budge!
Casey: Hey, hey, you did what you could. Back up. Let us do our job.
Severide: Hey, Tony, Capp, Cruz!
Cruz: Yeah.
Severide: Grab airbags, struts, and cribbing now.
Cruz: Copy.
Casey: Gallo, Jaws of Life.
Gallo: Yeah.
Casey: Ritter, Kidd, start roping this shelving. Forklift is wedged underneath it.
Herrmann: I got you. You're okay.
Severide: Hey, Casey.
Casey: Yeah.
Severide: Think we can fit the airbags in there?
Casey: We can try.
Severide: Cruz.
Cruz: Yeah?
Severide: It's all right… All right. When you're ready, bring 'em up, let's go.
Casey: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. The shelves are falling!
Severide: Hey, Cruz, Gallo! Get those struts in!
Casey: Struts, go.
Gallo: Watch out, coming through, coming through.
Mouch: We're good.
Gallo: Good?
Herrmann: All right. Captain, he's out… Hey, Captain. Why don't we use the Jaws? We'll put one prong under the cylinder mask, the other on the ground. When we get him up, we pull him out as fast as we can.
Severide: Yeah, I like it.
Casey: Yeah… Hit it.
Herrmann: All right… Clear. Clear!
Casey: Okay?
Herrmann: Yeah. Yeah.
Foster: One, two, three.
Brett: Watch his arm.
Foster: Okay, got him.
Brett: Lungs are diminished bilaterally.
Foster: I feel crepitus. He has a flail chest.
Brett: Okay. All right, let's go.
Casey: We're gonna race him to Chicago Med. You're welcome to follow.
Jayla: Yeah, okay.
Man: Thank you guys. Thank you so much. It all happened so fast.
Mouch: Yeah.
Casey: Hey, Kidd. I have a stop I want to make on the way home.
Kidd: You got it, Captain.
DCFS
Casey: Ms. Gantry?
Vera Gantry: Yes?
Casey: I'd like to talk with you about Noah Davis' case. More specifically, I'd like to talk with you about his mother. Is there a place we can talk?
Vera Gantry: This is fine.
Casey: Okay. We just came from a call. A 9,000-pound forklift cut a corner too fast, toppled over, and pinned a warehouse worker to the floor.
Vera Gantry: Okay.
Casey: When we got there, five of the biggest men you've ever seen were trying to lift that machine to save their friend. Couldn't budge it an inch. All their strength, all their strain, and they failed. Over my years in the fire service, I've witnessed all kinds of people get overwhelmed by a fire or defeated by an accident. Strong, able-bodied people in the prime of their lives. Point is, Noah Davis wasn't in any more danger because his mother uses a wheelchair.
Gallo: The way she tried to arm-crawl up the stairs... I've never seen anything like it.
Casey: The woman filing this complaint, Arlene, she's bitter because she doesn't like her neighbour’s tree roots in her yard. That's the kind of person she is. I don't know Jenni Davis well, but I do know character's defined by action… And that woman puts being a mother over everything, including her own safety. If that's not a fit parent, I don't know what is.
Vera Gantry: It's a matter for family court now.
Casey: It doesn't have to be. I have a little experience with DCFS. Do you know Tina at the West Lincoln branch?
Vera Gantry: I do.
Casey: I had a son once. Briefly… Turns out, his real dad dropped back into the picture and I... We couldn't deny Louie that love… Tina pushed it through… And I know that if you put your mind to it, you can tear up that report. There won't be any need for courtrooms or judges. A mother and son can be reunited not in a week, not in a month, today.
Truck 81
Herrmann: What's this?
Firehouse: lounge room
Herrmann: What is this? Oh.
Boden: Did you plug a hot lamp into the wall right next to a plastic shower curtain?
Herrmann: Well, see... There was no officer's quarters for me, so I thought that, uh...
Chief Walker: Report to the academy for remedial fire responsibility training… Monday.
Herrmann: Yes, Chief.
Firehouse: briefing room
Wendy Seager: Why does it smell like burnt plastic in here?
Severide: Ugh, don't ask. Stella, Lieutenant Seager looking for you.
Kidd: Thanks for coming by.
Wendy Seager: Happy to. And it's Wendy.
Kidd: Wendy? Hi.
Wendy Seager: Yeah. I got your message, and I'm intrigued.
Severide: I'm just gonna...
Wendy Seager: Severide's great… But you know that.
Kidd: I do, I do. So the reason I reached out... I have a program I'm looking to start that'll benefit young women, and I need a female officer to cosponsor. I'm calling it “Girls On Fire,” and the idea is, I reach out to public school girls and show them what a career in the fire service is all about. It's hands-on, direct, small groups...
Wendy Seager: Say no more.
Kidd: Oh...
Wendy Seager: I'm in.
Kidd: You are?
Wendy Seager: Are you kidding? My classmates at South Shore used to make fun of me when I said I wanted to be a firefighter.
Kidd: Yeah.
Wendy Seager: "You're a girl. You can't lift a bag of feathers. It'll never work." I heard it all. So young women need to see real role models at CFD, know this is a career choice, not just a dream for boys.
Kidd: Exactly.
Wendy Seager: This program sounds badass. Whatever you need, sign me up.
Outside the firehouse
Brett: Nicholas, hey. Um, yes. Yes, I did. Um... Hey, listen… I just... I'm not... I'm not ready to get social yet. Um... I've got some things I need to sort out… No, yeah, I'm sorry, um... I know people say this, but trust me, it's me, it's not you… Okay… Yes… Take care.
Chicago Med
Noah: Mom!
Jennifer Davis: Oh! Noah, I missed you. I missed you so much.
