10x07 - Whom Shall I Fear
CFD: OFI bullpen
Severide: This is all of it?
Wendy Seager: Everything they could pull off the PODS after the hack.
Tom Van Meter: I just got off with Atwater. Forensics is a bust. No prints, fibers, blood. Any sign of your guy?
Severide: We can only track him about three blocks from the rectory. Then we lose him completely.
Tom Van Meter: So our only hope of identifying him is Father Anthony coming out of a coma.
Severide: And that could take weeks. If at all.
Tom Van Meter: PD's all in on this case now, so I can't really justify keeping you from 51 anymore. If you want to go back...
Severide: So OFI is dropping the case then?
Tom Van Meter: Of course not. We have a dangerous arsonist out there.
Severide: Then I'm not going anywhere. Boden's okay with me staying on.
Tom Van Meter: That's good to hear... So what's the next move?
Severide: I say we go back to Sister Montclair. Father Anthony thought she knew something, even if she doesn't realize it.
Wendy Seager: Maybe we just didn't ask the right questions.
Tom Van Meter: Okay. Go talk to her.
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Firehouse: garage
Mouch: Anyone seen our relief lieutenant yet?
Cruz: Nope.
Capp: Is that him?
Mouch: Uh, no, Capp. That is not.
Tony: You need glasses.
Cruz: Did you swipe my queen?
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Mouch: Morning.
Kylie: Good morning.
Mouch: Do you know anything about the floater lieutenant for this shift?
Firefighter: Just that his name's Pelham. He's not here yet? Pelham? Yeah, he's right over there.
Kylie: Ah. Mm.
Firefighter: Yeah, we noticed a hydraulic leak last night. Pelham came in early and said he could fix it, so he grabbed a wrench and got on in there.
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Mouch: Lieutenant Pelham? Randall McHolland. Chauffeur and aerial operator.
Jason Pelham: Ah. Jason Pelham.
Mouch: You look familiar.
Jason Pelham: Did you work the Copes Warehouse fire last year? Back of the Yards?
Mouch: No, but that's where I've seen you. On TV, hauling those two kids outta there.
Jason Pelham: You know, it's the craziest thing. I'm floating at 41, thinking I'll catch a few winks since it's usually the slowest house in Chicago. I got a three-alarm hellscape instead.
Mouch: What a rescue, though.
Jason Pelham: Ah. Just right place, right time.
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Firehouse: locker room
Violet: Lemme guess. Something from Casey?
Brett: It's been hard to connect over the phone because of our schedules, so he sent me a letter.
Violet: Aww.
Brett: I know. Look how cute his handwriting is.
Herrmann: Real cute.
Violet: You book your flight to Portland yet?
Brett: Yep... I fly out in ten days and seven hours. But who's counting?
Violet: Mm-hmm.
Brett: Oh, hey, Gallo. Casey said to give this to you.
Gallo: Four pounds beef brisket, one tablespoon brown sugar. What is this?
Herrmann: That's Casey's recipe for corned beef... He's passing you the torch.
Dispatch: Engine 51, Truck 81, Ambulance 61. Person trapped. 3623...
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Truck 81
Jason Pelham: You must be Gallo. Good to meet you. Lieutenant Pelham.
Gallo: Yeah, same.
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Parking
Jason Pelham: All right, grab your machine tools and some cribbing. Let's get in there.
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Factory
Jason Pelham: All right, give us some room. Make room, make room. Give us some room, folks. Thank you.
Manager: He was not supposed to be on the conveyor.
Employee: Please help me!
Jason Pelham: All right, take him to the service box, now. Mouch, lock out, tag out, grab all the webbing we got.
Mouch: Copy that.
Jason Pelham: Gallo, I want you to stabilize the arm and turntable. Let's have the 9 inch cut-off standing by.
Gallo: On it.
Jason Pelham: Here we go.
Violet: Try not to talk. Try not to talk. You're doing great.
Mouch: What you need, Lieutenant?
Jason Pelham: Let's lash those wrapping arms down.
Mouch: Copy that.
Jason Pelham: I've got a clear view of the bolt.
Gallo: Gonna cut, Lieutenant.
Jason Pelham: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Stop! If that arm has any tension built up, it'll move as soon as you clear the obstruction.
Gallo: I know, and I stabilized it with wedges.
Jason Pelham: And if the wedges fail, then what? Get up there and lash down those arms with webbing. Now.
Gallo: On it, Lieutenant.
Brett: More trauma pads.
Violet: Here you go. Here.
Gallo: Good to go here, Lieutenant.
Jason Pelham: All right. Now start cutting.
Gallo: Cutting... Clear.
Jason Pelham: Okay, on my three. One, two, three.
Brett: Leg is free.
Jason Pelham: All right, great work, everyone. Let's pack up.
Gallo: Those wedges totally would've held.
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Saint Sebastian: Sister Montclair's office
Sister Montclair: I'm honestly relieved to know that Mosiah had nothing to do with the fire. But if it wasn't him, I have no idea why Father Anthony pointed you in my direction.
Wendy Seager: We understand the archdiocese was investigating him.
Severide: Can you tell us anything about that?
Sister Montclair: Nothing to tell. There's absolutely nothing to it... They opened an investigation based on an anonymous tip, and they found nothing improper.
Severide: Do you have any idea who made the accusation?
Sister Montclair: You have to understand, the church is as divided as any other institution these days. You've got some folks who've gotten very rigid about what it means to be a "proper" Catholic.
Wendy Seager: Father Anthony's not in that camp?
Sister Montclair: He made it his mission to minister to the needy, the sick, the outcast. And believe it or not, that ruffles some feathers. I'm sure that's at the bottom of the accusations against him. But a brutal attack over matters of doctrine? I can't imagine.
Severide: You'd be surprised what some people are capable of.
Wendy Seager: Thank you for your time, Sister. Please keep thinking on it. If anything comes to mind...
Sister Montclair: I'll reach out.
Severide: Thank you.
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Saint Sebastian:bullpen
Wendy Seager: Where to next?
Severide: Arsonists, they don't just wake up one day and decide to burn down a church during mass. They start small, work up their courage.
Wendy Seager: Then let's turn back the clock, see if there were any past incidents that slipped through the cracks.
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Firehouse: garage
Jason Pelham: Hey... Maybe those wedges would've held. Maybe they only held because of the webbing. We don't know. And when we don't know, we play it safe.
Gallo: Oh, I hear you. I-I was just trying to save time. See, I'm used to having a little more latitude to act on my own. Casey, our old captain, he knew that I had a pretty good nose for risk-taking.
Jason Pelham: Oh yeah? I'm not Casey... And when I give you an order, I expect you to follow it. We clear? Good.
Mouch: Hey, don't worry about that. He's just trying to mark his...
Gallo: I get it.
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Kylie: Mouch, you have a sec for Chief Boden?
Mouch: Sure.
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Firehouse: Boden's office
Boden: Yes. I've seen both proposals. Neither has the numbers that the CFD are willing to sign off on... Yeah, well, you just have to let me know. Thank you.
Mouch: Proposals and numbers.
Boden: Nonstop thrills. Anyway, I wanted to see how things are going on truck. How's Pelham?
Mouch: Seems like a good guy.
Boden: Yeah. He was a floater over on 77, they loved him... But he's got to be the right fit.
Mouch: Are you thinking about keeping him around for more than a couple of shifts?
Boden: Too soon to say. I don't want a revolving door of lieutenants, so I'm keeping an eye out.
Mouch: Hope it's not out of line to ask, but... Doesn't Kidd seem like the natural replacement for Casey?
Boden: And she's not back yet... I don't have an answer for that right now.
Mouch: Fair enough... I'll let you get to it.
Boden: Yep... Hey, Mouch, um, keep me posted.
Mouch: Will do, Chief. Hang in there.
Boden: Yeah.
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Firehouse: common room
Cruz: Look at that smirk. Ah, he's such a wiseacre.
Capp: He looks just like you.
Herrmann: Yeah. They always do when they're born. Then suddenly, you got five little Cindys eyeballing you.
Cruz: Oh, look. Deep in thought there. What are you thinkin' about, Otis? Ah, he's gonna be such a brainiac. You can just tell.
Tony: Takes after Chloe.
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Violet: We gotta get moving on a plan for Winterfest. It's our best shot to get seen and sipped by all the top bar and liquor store owners.
Ritter: Yeah, we need the perfect beer for the occasion. And we need to reserve a tent.
Violet: Which means we should reach out to Cara and get her help.
Ritter: Didn't think you were the biggest fan of hers.
Violet: We're already in bed with her, we may as well use her and Bare Moon's connections for all they're worth.
Ritter: Huh.
Violet: What's that look about? Did you get bathroom duty again?
Gallo: No, I'm just a little hung over, that's all.
Ritter: Speaking of... How would you feel about calling Cara, asking her to meet us at Molly's, talk Winterfest?
Gallo: Sure. She'd be glad to. She was just texting me about it.
Violet: Oh, so, you... You guys have your own text chain going?
Gallo: You know, I'm gonna... I'm gonna call her now.
Violet: Wow. You don't have to ask him twice to reach out to Cara. He is all over that... Just saying. Winterfest, here we come.
Ritter: Hmm.
Violet: Yay.
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CFD: OFI bullpen
Wendy Seager: Here's one. A grease fire in the kitchen of First Baptist back in 2009. I know it's not a Catholic church.
Severide: And it was 12 years ago. If this guy started to set fire to churches way back then, we would've heard more from him. There's got to be something more recent.
Wendy Seager: But we've looked at everything. Church fires, fires involving animals. There are no obvious hits... You got something?
Severide: 746 West 19th.
Wendy Seager: Dumpster fire behind an apartment building?
Severide: It was two months ago.
Wendy Seager: Yeah. I'm not seeing the connection.
Severide: That's because it was reported by a tenant of the apartment building, but the dumpster was in an alley between the building and a Catholic church.
Wendy Seager: Okay. If you think it's worth checking out.
Severide: Until we find a better lead. Van Meter.
Wendy Seager: Hey, what's wrong, boss?
Tom Van Meter: Father Anthony suffered some kind of complication... He didn't make it.
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Firehouse: garage
Mouch: These hydraulic lines look solid... Nice work there... Everything all right, Lieutenant?
Jason Pelham: Yeah, yeah. Uh, you seen Gallo?
Mouch: Did you try the bunk room?
Jason Pelham: Nah.
Mouch: Anything I can help with?
Jason Pelham: Nah. We just got off on the wrong foot. You know, I don't like having to come down on any of my guys right at the jump like that.
Mouch: Don't worry. Gallo can handle it.
Jason Pelham: Eh. Tension's not good for the team... Hey, let me ask you something. Is it true that Casey would just let him off the leash on calls?
Mouch: Well, Casey really took Gallo under his wing. And sure, Casey had to rein him in here and there, but less as time went by.
Jason Pelham: Captain Casey meant a lot to this house, huh?
Mouch: More than I could put into words, to be honest. We were real lucky to have him.
Jason Pelham: Hmm. Well, he was lucky too. You know, being in a house like this, that kind of loyalty from his crew... Anyway, thanks for the help, Mouch.
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746 West 19th
Father Marcus: We really didn't think much of it, to be honest. We put the fire out with a mop bucket before your people even got here.
Wendy Seager: Do you have any idea how it might have started?
Father Marcus: The firefighters said it was probably just a cigarette butt. We try to keep it locked up now.
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Church
Severide: Around the time of the fire, was there anyone acting strange or... Or threatening towards you or your staff?
Father Marcus: There were a few unpleasant messages in the comment box, but no, no threats.
Wendy Seager: What kind of messages?
Father Marcus: Oh, I'm just referring to some tension at our parish the last few years. Some people, older members mostly, complaining that we've gotten a little too "woke," I guess you'd say... But those folks are all well-meaning.
Wendy Seager: Um, what is it, Father?
Father Marcus: There was one thing. I guess it was around the time of the fire, now that I'm thinking about it. The altar boys discovered some missals that had been defaced. Drawings, mostly. I thought it was some bored kid entertaining himself, but it seemed more than doodling. It seemed angry.
Wendy Seager: Can we see one of these missals?
Father Marcus: We tried to weed them all out, but there might be some in the recycling still. Let me check for you.
Wendy Seager: Maybe our arsonist was some kind of religious hardliner, targeting progressive churches?
Severide: So what you're saying is, my dumpster fire lead wasn't a complete waste of time.
Father Marcus: Found a bunch of old missals back there. Not sure any of them are defaced, but you're welcome to have a look... Take them with you.
Wendy Seager: Thank you, Father.
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Firehouse: common room
Gallo: Getting ready for your trip?
Brett: Yeah, Casey hasn't had a chance to see the sights, so we're gonna do all the cheesy touristy stuff. I can't wait.
Gallo: How's he... How's he doing there?
Brett: He's good. Really busy between work and the boys. Ben got into some advanced coding class, and Griffin is talking about the fire academy after college.
Gallo: Wow. I guess Casey's feeling, um, pretty settled, then, in Oregon.
Brett: He misses everyone here, of course. But with the boys doing so well, he knows he did the right thing.
Gallo: That's... That's great. You'll have to give him my best... When are you...
Brett: Oh, ten days and one hour. Oh and no, strike that... 59 minutes.
Dispatch: Engine 51, Truck 81, Ambulance 61, automatic alarm.
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OFI's car
Severide: Hey, Chief. What's up?
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Wendy Seager: Not exactly an inferno.
Severide: Looks like a false alarm... You coming, Seager?
Wendy Seager: Uh, yeah. I-I think I'll keep chipping away at these.
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Church: porch
Father Phil: I'm awfully sorry for the trouble. I have no idea who pulled the alarm.
Boden: It's okay, Father. The most important thing is keeping everybody safe. We'll let you know when you can go back inside.
Severide: Just another false alarm?
Herrmann: All clear, Chief. Not so much as a puff of smoke in there.
Boden: Ah, there you go. Sorry for dragging you out for nothing. I heard "church" and my radar went up.
Severide: Yeah, me too... All right, thanks, Chief.
Boden: Thank you, Father... All units, back in service.
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Parking
Brett: Oh, Mrs. Callahan, hi.
Mrs. Callahan: Hello... Ah! Sylvie.
Brett: You look great. You must be taking your Trexall, I can tell. Did you walk all the way here from your house?
Mrs. Callahan: Don't look so impressed, it's only three blocks. I don't care how permissive Saint Dom's gets, I'll keep coming here till they put me in the ground.
Brett: Oh, well, that'll be a while, so take care of yourself.
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OFI's car
Severide: Just another dead end.
Wendy Seager: Yeah, well, I don't think this is.
Severide: "Damnable heresies bring swift destruction."
Wendy Seager: This has to be our arsonist.
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Outside the firehouse
Boden: Van Meter's not gonna bother you... Okay, have a good day. Hey, Brett.
Brett: Hey!
Boden: Hey.
Brett: Do you get to go home now?
Boden: No, I'm on my way to headquarters.
Brett: Oh. I'm sorry to hear that.
Boden: You talked to Kidd lately? I can see that she's extended her furlough by another two weeks.
Brett: Yeah, she's pretty invested in getting those Girls on Fire programs up and running. It's been kind of strange with her on the East Coast and Casey in Oregon. Everything feels a little askew.
Boden: Yeah, I agree.
Brett: But change can be good, right? You know, brings excitement and new energy, new challenges. What does Donna think of your new job?
Boden: She's always happy when I'm not running into a burning building. Doesn't bother her one bit that she's married to a desk jockey.
Brett: Well, good luck over there today, boss.
Boden: I'm gonna need it.
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Molly's
Herrmann: Hey, one black and tan. You know, that's Gallo's drink too.
Jason Pelham: So I hear.
Herrmann: Yeah. So you telling me that Pelham's the guy with the double rescue at the back of the Yards? The one that got splashed all over the news.
Mouch: Yeah, he was floating at 41 when it happened.
Herrmann: Oh. You know, guys like that, sometimes they get a big head, but you know, Pelham, he seems pretty low key... I'm telling you now, he's going places.
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Gallo: Thanks.
Jason Pelham: I've been asking around about Casey. Sounds like he was one hell of an officer.
Gallo: He was.
Jason Pelham: You know... Adjusting to new leadership is always hard. Trust me. Had to do a lot of it in my career... But a great firefighter has to be adaptable above all else. Just like no two fires are the same.
Cara: Hey, you.
Gallo: Hey.
Cara: Oh, sorry. I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
Jason Pelham: Not at all.
Gallo: Sorry. Cara, this is Lieutenant Pelham.
Jason Pelham: Jason.
Gallo: Sorry to rush out, but we actually have plans. We gotta get moving, right?
Cara: Yes. Definitely... It was nice to meet you, Jason.
Gallo: Oh, thanks for the beer, Lieutenant.
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Violet: Guess we're not talking about Winterfest tonight.
Ritter: Guess not. What's going on there?
Violet: Uh, nothing. It's just a side stitch that keeps bugging me. When I said we were in bed with Cara and Bare Moon, I didn't mean he should literally get in bed with her.
Ritter: Okay. Look, they could just be going to grab a bite somewhere... And he gets to avoid his new boss at the same time.
Violet: Yeah, Gallo is not a fan. Good thing Pelham's only with us for a shift or two.
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CFD: OFI bullpen
Wendy Seager: "There were false prophets among the people, even as there will be false teachers among you who will secretly bring in damnable heresies, and bring upon themselves swift destruction."
Severide: Sounds pretty Old Testament.
Wendy Seager: No... 2 Peter chapter 2.
Severide: Don't laugh at me.
Wendy Seager: I'm not laughing. Anyway, it seems like we're dealing with somebody who thinks these so-called false teachers are destroying Catholicism. Progressive priests like Father Anthony, Father Marcus. Which means our arsonist isn't some psychopath. This is very personal to him.
Severide: I think I found something... The arrow going through the heart. In every book, it points to this same verse. "The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?"
Wendy Seager: Wait a second. I-I know that quote.
Severide: Well, you've been staring at Bible study websites for hours now.
Wendy Seager: No. No, that's not why... I got it.
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Saint Sebastian: bullpen
Wendy Seager: Good morning, Sister.
Sister Montclair: Hello. You've heard about Father Anthony?
Wendy Seager: Yes. And we're very sorry for your loss.
Sister Montclair: It's a profound loss for this entire community.
Severide: No doubt... Sister, can we come in? We need to talk to you.
Sister Montclair: Of course.
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Saint Sebastian: Sister Montclair's office
Sister Montclair: How can I help?
Wendy Seager: Can I ask where you got this?
Sister Montclair: It was a gift from Mr. Muller. Our former groundskeeper. Why?
Wendy Seager: What can you tell us about him?
Sister Montclair: I don't know. He was a good employee. Always on time. Kept to himself. Very devout.
Severide: Where is he now?
Sister Montclair: He left a couple of weeks ago. Said he found a better job.
Wendy Seager: He left on good terms?
Sister Montclair: Yes. I was happy for him. That's actually why I wasn't in church on the day of the fire. I was interviewing a possible replacement.
Severide: And Father Anthony knew this?
Sister Montclair: Of course. He was aware of all personnel matters... What's wrong?
Severide: That's the question Father Anthony wanted us to ask you. Where were you during the fire?
Wendy Seager: He wanted you to tell us about Mr. Muller.
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Saint Sebastian: alley
Sister Montclair: The search for a new groundskeeper was put on hold after the fire, so no one's been in here since Mr. Muller.
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Saint Sebastian: storage
Severide: Do you notice anything unusual or out of place, Sister?
Sister Montclair: Looks like he cleaned it out.
Severide: What was over here?
Sister Montclair: Some bags. I'm not sure... Soil or mulch. Something from the garden supply store.
Severide: How many bags were there?
Sister Montclair: I don't know. A dozen or so?
Severide: Whatever this guy is planning, it involves a whole lot of ammonium nitrate.
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CFD: OFI, Van Meter's office
Tom Van Meter: I'm looking at a purchase order from the school. This Larry Muller could have as much as five hundred pounds of ammonium nitrate-based fertilizer in his possession. And we believe him to be capable of planning a mass casualty incident. Is that urgent enough for you? What's driving this guy, do we know?
Wendy Seager: Seems like he has an issue with Catholic priests who he thinks are too lax.
Severide: His methods are escalating with every church he goes after. And the fact that he quit his job makes me worry that he's getting ready for something big.
Tom Van Meter: So what's his next target?
Wendy Seager: He might go back to Blessed Mother or continue on to some other church. Impossible to say.
Tom Van Meter: Good. We'll head right over. Thanks. Atwater's getting the warrant now. He'll meet us at the house.
Severide: Great, let's go.
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Firehouse: entrance
Herrmann: How's it going there, Pelham?
Jason Pelham: No complaints. Oh, hey. Pete Tipler from 111 says hi.
Herrmann: How do you know Tipler?
Jason Pelham: Ah, worked together for a couple months. I filled in for McPherson when he was laid up after back surgery.
Herrmann: Oh. That was last year, huh?
Jason Pelham: Yeah. He's much better now.
Herrmann: Good to hear.
Jason Pelham: See you.
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Firehouse: garage
Jason Pelham: All right, guys. We're gonna try something.
Mouch: What's this?
Jason Pelham: One of the best parts about being a reliever is you get to see all the different ways of doing things. Now, what you have there is, in my experience, the most efficient compartment organization there is.
Gallo: Casey's system was based on 15 years' experience running Truck 81... Good luck improving on that.
Jason Pelham: You know, one day I hope I have a firefighter who gets that starry-eyed when he talks about me... I'll tell you what, Gallo. When I leave 51, you can put it back the way Casey had it. Until then, let's do it my way.
Gallo: When does he leave?
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Street
Kevin Atwater: Flores, Jackson, cover the back.
Jackson: Copy that.
Kevin Atwater: Is this your friend you said tried to knock you down the stairs?
Severide: Just might be, yeah.
Kevin Atwater: Okay, let's go.
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Muller's house: porch
Kevin Atwater: How you doing, ma'am? We're looking for Larry Muller. Does he live here?
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Muller's house: stairs
Mrs. Muller: Oh, he... He hasn't been home in over a week. I don't know where he is. I've been worried sick.
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Muller's house: 1st floor
Mrs. Muller: My son, he isn't well. Um, I don't... I don't have the key.
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Muller's house: Larry Muller's room
Kevin Atwater: What the hell is this? Okay, you all are probably right.
Wendy Seager: Severide.
Mrs. Muller: Has Larry hurt anyone?
Tom Van Meter: Yes, ma'am. He has.
Kevin Atwater: Looks like he wants to hurt a lot more... What's this right here? A bomb?
Severide: Looks like a fuel injection system... Seager, come here... Is that Saint Dominic's?
Wendy Seager: Sure is.
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Firehouse: garage
Brett: This is nice. Lemon scent?
Violet: Orange.
Brett: You sure?
Violet: Hey, Ritter. Come here for a sec. Does it smell like lemon or orange to you? It's orange.
Brett: Hey!
Violet: Did you ever find out where Gallo and Cara went off to last night?
Ritter: I didn't think it was my business to...
Violet: But it is our business. As co-owners of Fire Goat, we should know if he's sleeping with our investor, right? Or whatever she is.
Ritter: Violet, you do know that pain in your side is Gallo, right?
Violet: What? Get out of here.
Brett: I think he might be right, Violet. Your body's telling you to pay attention.
Violet: To what?
Brett: Your feelings for Gallo. If you don't, you might get stuck with that pain for the rest of your life.
Violet: I think it's too much caffeine. Or I just need a new mattress.
Dispatch: Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61. Automatic alarm, 1334 North Flournoy.
Ritter: That's Saint Dominic's again.
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Church: porch
Father Phil: Chief, it's just another prank. I-I-I'm sorry to drag you out here again.
Boden: We need to check it out, Father. Let's get these stragglers out of the building, shall we? Engine, Truck, sweep the inside. Squad, stand by... Herrmann, Pelham. Give it a thorough look. Let me know if anything seems off.
Herrmann: You got it, Chief.
Boden: Okay.
Severide: Hey, this is his next target.
Boden: What? Are you sure? There's no sign of any fire.
Severide: He's not setting a fire. That last alarm pull, he was just... He was just doing his reconnaissance. Chief, he... He set a car bomb.
Boden: All units, evacuate the building. Help me clear out this parking lot right away.
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Parking
Cruz: Okay everybody come this way.
Capp: Come on. Come on.
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Church: porch
Boden: Now! Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go.
Severide: You heard the man. Let's move, let's go! Let's keep moving, everyone.
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Parking
Cruz: Keep moving, thank you.
Herrmann: We're moving everybody across the street. Come on. Come on. Hey!
Severide: Hey! Hey!
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Mouch: Easy, folks. Slow down.
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Severide: Go. Go! Get back! Go! Move! Back up!
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Boden: Come with me. Move! Move!
Explosion
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Violet: Everybody okay?
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Cruz: Medic! You okay?
Severide: Yeah.
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Violet: How about you, Chief?
Boden: You okay? I'm fine.
Mother: Oh, God.
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Wendy Seager: "Pride goeth before destruction... A haughty spirit before the fall." Proverbs 16:18.
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Firehouse: cloaks room
Gallo: Crazy false alarm, huh?
Brett: Yeah.
Gallo: You okay?
Brett:Yeah.
Gallo: Really?
Brett: Uh. Casey has been wanting to do this wildfire training program, and there's usually a long wait list, but uh, a spot just opened up last minute.
Gallo: Oh, man. And it's...
Brett: Yeah, it's right when I was supposed to visit. So it turns out I will not be seeing him in seven days and six hours.
Gallo: I'm sorry.
Brett: I hate change. I don't know why I said change was good. It's not. It's stupid and painful... It messes everything up.
Gallo: Yeah, it does... It messes everything up.
Brett: I just... I really miss him.
Gallo: I do too.
Brett: What are you laughing about? We're in crisis.
Gallo: We totally are. But I was just thinking about what Casey would say if he walked in here and saw us like this.
Brett: Well... Well, to me, he would say, "What're you doing? I'm not dead, I'm in Oregon. And you'll see me in three weeks... Things might be different, but we're still us... So get up off that bench."
Gallo: To me he'd say, "You still crave the rolled up newspaper, don't you, Gallo? Are you actually gonna just sit here and mope about how I was your mentor? Or are you gonna get up, get back to work, and actually act like I was?"
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OFI's car
Wendy Seager: I don't know how you go back to chasing cats out of trees after a case like that, Severide.
Severide: I'll manage.
Wendy Seager: I'm really glad you were on this.
Severide: I'm glad we were both on it.
Wendy Seager: All right, now, go on and play some cornhole or whatever it is you guys do around here. Stick me with the paperwork once again.
Severide: I'll make it up to you... Next round on me at Molly's.
Wendy Seager: I will take you up on that.
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Firehouse: common room
Violet: You are flirting with someone. I can see it in your fingers.
Ritter: That's not a thing.
Violet: Well?
Ritter: The guy from Soul Cycle asked me out.
Violet: Look at you. Back in the game... Too much caffeine, I told you.
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Boden: Hey, would you all just give me a minute? Just want to let you know that Lieutenant Pelham will be staying on with us for the next month or so, right? Okay, so everybody, please make him feel at home.
Mouch: Good to have you here, Pelham.
Jason Pelham: Hey, thank you.
Cruz: Great having you out there with us today.
Jason Pelham: Thanks.
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Gallo: All right, lunch is up.
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Boden: Hey, great work out there today.
Severide: Gallo, is that what I think it is?
Gallo: Yeah. Casey's corned beef.
Boden: In that case, I'm definitely staying for lunch.
Gallo: And the first plate goes to the lieutenant.
Jason Pelham: Oh, ho ho. Looks delicious.
Gallo: Don't get used to it. Took a lot longer than I realized.
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Mouch: I'm glad Pelham's sticking around. He's one of the good guys.
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Firehouse: hallway
Mouch: What's wrong?
Herrmann: I don't know. But Mouch, a guy that great, doesn't it make you kind of wonder, you know, why he's been floating for so long? So many different places? Never got a command of his own?
Mouch: That's... A really good question.
