Firehouse: locker room
Gallo: What are you supposed to do when a girl sends you a message like that? Say no, Tracy, don't come over wearing that?
Ritter: Uh, yeah. If you really wanted to phase out this little fling.
Gallo: I'm only human... Wait, I... I know, and I really do feel guilty about hiding this from Herrmann.
Ritter: Ah, not guilty enough to stop, though.
Violet: Not guilty enough have to stop what? What?
Gallo: Nothing. It's stupid. Uh, more important question, though. How are you doing? Sleeping any better?
Ritter: Yeah, did you try the meditation app?
Violet: Yeah, I don't think I'm a meditation person.
Ritter: Me, neither. I hate meditation.
Gallo: I think Carver's making breakfast burritos.
Ritter: Yeah. They go fast.
Violet: Right behind you.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Boden: And last but not least, after six months and a whole lot of red tape, the brass are finally giving us the go-ahead to host the Halloween open house next shift... And hopefully, we can keep some teenagers off the streets, maybe prevent some mayhem out there and have a little fun. Brett has volunteered to chair the planning committee. So I will turn it over to her. Time is short, people. She's gonna need plenty of help.
Brett: Okay. Thanks, everybody, for staying. So before we get started, I just want to go over a few really important things... All right, the first, most important rule is absolutely, positively no clowns. Hey! What? No one wants to participate?
Cruz: It's nothing against you, Brett. I just... I don't think you realize what you signed up for. You know, Boden's love of Halloween is...
Capp: Legendary.
Brett: That's what makes it fun.
Mouch: Sure, if meeting impossibly high expectations sounds like fun.
Brett: It'll be fine. It'll be great. And consider yourselves official...
Dispatch: All units, apartment fire, 905 West Miller.
Brett: Official members of the Halloween committee, all of you.
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Street
Severide: You got the right address?
Kidd: This is the one they gave us. All right, we'll go check it out. You guys can hang back.
Severide: Yeah, copy that. Hey, squad, stand by.
Kidd: Gallo, Mouch, you guys go around back. Carver, you're with me.
Carver: Copy that.
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House: porch
Kidd: Yep.
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House: living room
Kidd: Fire department, we're coming in. Whoa!
Jenny: Get off me, Mom!
Kidd: Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Jenny: Let go!
Kidd: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Jenny: Stop it!
Mother: What the hell are you doing here?
Carver: We were called to this address.
Mother: What? What did you do now?
Jenny: I didn't do anything. I didn't do anything!
Kidd: Okay. Both of you need to calm down now. Do we need to call the police?
Mother: Just get her out of here, please.
Jenny: You think I really want to be here with you, bitch?
Mother: Then go... Get out of my sight.
Kidd: Hey, hey. Let's go outside for just a minute. Both of you could use some space right now.
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Street
Kidd: I'm Stella. What's your name?
Jenny: You guys can't arrest me, right? You're just firefighters?
Kidd: What's your name?
Jenny: Jenny.
Kidd: Jenny, how old are you?
Jenny: 15. Where are you taking me?
Kidd: To get checked out by the paramedics, make sure you're not hurt.
Jenny: I'm totally fine.
Kidd: Well, people don't call 911 because they're totally fine, Jenny.
Severide: The neighbor called, said they were inside screaming bloody murder.
Neighbor: Yeah. My uncle, he was a firefighter, always said you need help fast ,report it as a fire.
Kidd: Jenny, this is Sylvie and Violet.
Jenny: Oh, God, I don't need to go to the hospital.
Brett: That's fine. We can just check you out here if that's what you want. Feel any pain in your head or your neck?
Kidd: Does this happen a lot, you and your mom getting physical like that?
Jenny: You mean does she beat me? No. She's crazy, but not like that.
Kidd: Well, like what then?
Jenny: Look, she's not like that. She's just been on my ass 24/7, and I just... I can't deal with her any more... She's not gonna let me back in, is she?
Carver: She's still pretty fired up.
Jenny: Whatever. I don't want to stay with her, anyway, so.
Severide: Well, we can't let you stay out here by yourself.
Jenny: I'm 15. I don't need a babysitter.
Kidd: Yeah, I know, but it's a legal thing. So we have to leave you with an adult. Do you have a relative that lives nearby or any friend's parents who will let you stay at their house while this all blows over?
Jenny: I don't have any relatives in Chicago. And my friends, they're more like in-school friends, so.
Kidd: Okay... The other option is ,we call child services.
Jenny: What if I called my dad?
Kidd: Okay. You two in touch?
Jenny: He's from Decatur. I mean, that's where he lives. I know he'd come get me if I needed him to. I can text him right now.
Severide: We still can't leave you staying out here alone.
Kidd: What if you came back to the firehouse with us and wait there?
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Firehouse: entrance
Kidd: Her dad lives in Decatur, but she said he'd be up here in a few hours. I figured that was a better option than calling DCFS.
Boden: Absolutely. They're already stretched past their limit as it is. She's safe here... Keep me posted.
Kidd: Will do.
Severide: Sounds like her and her mom were really going at each other.
Kidd: Big time... Yeah, mothers and daughters, that's... That's next-level stuff.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Brett: So first order of business is coming up with plenty of activities to keep those teens entertained. I was thinking bobbing for apples.
Mouch: Ooh.
Brett: That's a classic. Pumpkin carving. We have to have a costume contest with prizes, you know, for scariest, most creative... What?
Cruz: No offense, but these ideas, they just... They sound a little...
Mouch: Young.
Tony: Lame.
Capp: Yeah.
Cruz: I mean, teenagers these days torch cars on Halloween for fun. I don't think that bobbing for apples is gonna cut it.
Brett: Okay. Well, I'm open to suggestions.
Tony: How about a haunted house?
Cruz: Now we're talking.
Brett: Really? That sounds complicated.
Capp: My neighbor built a haunted maze on his driveway with PVC pipe and black plastic sheets. It didn't look so hard.
Cruz: We can build it on the apron. That'll draw them in.
Mouch: That's not a bad idea. Teenagers flock to those horror movies, the sickos.
Cruz: Yeah, all we need is some strobe lights and black lights, some costumes. Boom.
Capp: Boom.
Mouch: Boom.
Tony: Boom.
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Firehouse: common room
Violet: Hey, Jenny. You had lunch yet?
Jenny: I'm fine.
Violet: We feed all our guests. That's just a rule here.
Carver: Yo, Gallo, Herrmann's looking for you.
Gallo: For me? For what?
Carver: He's all worked up about something.
Violet: What's wrong?
Ritter: Oh, you're a dead man.
Gallo: Nothing, I just, uh... I just totally forgot I have a...
Herrmann: Hey! There you are.
Gallo: Oh, hey. I didn't see you.
Herrmann: We got to talk. I heard rumors. You're holding out on me.
Gallo: Listen, Herrmann, I...
Herrmann: You did some bartending back in the day?
Gallo: Yeah, I did.
Herrmann: Yeah?
Gallo: I worked... I worked a couple summers.
Herrmann: That's great. I sure could use some help down at Molly's tomorrow night.
Gallo: Oh, uh... Yeah, I don't know if I can...
Herrmann: Come on, Gallo. Cindy's on my ass about going to this book club lady's house for dinner. Kidd's been cutting her hours. I don't know if I've ever even seen Mouch set foot behind a bar.
Gallo: Okay, sure.
Herrmann: You're the best. It should be a big night, the night before Halloween. And Tracy will be glad to have the help.
Violet: You gonna explain why you were freaking out a minute ago?
Gallo: Ah, you have way too much on your hands to be dealing with my stupid drama.
Dispatch: Truck 81, Ambulance 61, person trapped, 3346 North Lexington.
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Firehouse: garage
Kidd: Hey. If the dad shows while we're out, you'll suss him out?
Severide: You bet.
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Garden
Helen: Over here. Hurry! He can't breathe. I tried to tell him how dangerous it was, but he just had to prove that it was safe.
Kidd: Okay. Sir, we are gonna get you out of here as soon as we can, okay? Can you talk?
Marty: Yeah.
Kidd: Okay, that's a good sign. Just do your best to relax and breathe normally. Gallo, Mouch, bring me the Sawzall and the rabbit tool.
Gallo: Copy.
Kidd: There's another laceration on the other side.
Violet: Pretty damn close to the carotid too.
Kidd: Okay, Gallo, let's see if we can lift this piece to try to release the pressure off his neck. Ah, it's jammed.
Helen: Hurry. He can't breathe.
Brett: Ma'am, it's okay. He's getting enough air. The important thing is to keep him calm. Can you help me do that?
Helen: Marty, you're gonna be okay.
Kidd: Carver, you're gonna do the cut here, here. Mouch, have that rabbit tool standing by.
Carver: Cutting.
Marty: No, no. Don't wreck it. It's from "A Tale of Two Cities" the musical.
Mouch: A little room.
Kidd: Yep.
Mouch: Good... Set.
Gallo: Yeah. Ah, okay.
Brett: All right, do you feel pain when I do that?
Marty: No.
Brett: All right, C-spine's clear. Worst of it's over, sir.
Marty: Oh.
Violet: Lift your legs. Let's get him to Med.
Helen: Marty, I'm getting rid of that stupid thing today.
Mouch: Are you?
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Firehouse: hallway
Severide: Heard from your dad yet?
Jenny: Yep. Traffic. He should be here soon... Did all these people die in fires?
Severide: Some of them, yeah.
Jenny: Damn. I heard that's, like, the worst way to go.
Severide: These people meant a lot to us. Every one of them was family.
Jenny: Sorry. I don't know why I said that. I'm so stupid... Death sucks, no matter how you go.
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Firehouse: garage
Kidd: Hey. Still here?
Severide: Yeah, dad's in traffic. Hey, have you noticed the... Backpack thing?
Kidd: No. What... What do you mean?
Severide: She never takes it off. She's been wearing it all day, everywhere she goes.
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Outside the firehouse
Mouch: I know we don't throw the word "hero" around casually, but when the story of this haunted house is written... Who died?
Capp: The haunted house, maybe.
Cruz: Every party store in the city has been picked over. We got the dregs.
Mouch: We got a guillotine.
Cruz: Cheap, generic costume. Oh, bunch of plastic bats and spiders.
Mouch: And a guillotine.
Cruz: And the last one of these.
Brett: Rule number one!
Cruz: It's just a nose.
Brett: No clowns!
Cruz: There's no Halloween stuff left.
Mouch: I got us a guillotine.
Brett: Ah. Can't believe I let you guys talk me into a haunted house. Boden is gonna kill us.
Denise: Hey, what are you guys working on? Sorry, nosy neighbor over here.
Mouch: Not at all. This is our haunted maze. We're doing a Halloween open house to give the neighborhood kids something fun and safe to do.
Denise: Oh, my God. It's such a great idea. The parents are always looking for stuff like this. You guys are gonna have a huge turnout. You watch.
Mouch: Hmm.
Denise: I'll spread the word.
Mouch: Uh, yeah, yeah. Please do.
Denise: Yeah. Great.
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Firehouse: garage
Gallo: Ritter, is it time to count the air tanks again? Hey, take your time. It's a big job.
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DJ: Hey, Darren.
Ritter: Oh, hey. DJ, good to see you.
DJ: Good to see you too.
Ritter: So any big Halloween plans?
DJ: Nah. I wish. I'm a big Halloween guy, but I'm working, so.
Ritter: You know, there should be lots of fun stuff happening the night before this year.
DJ: Right. Because it's a Saturday, right? Ooh, I might get to wear my sexy fireman outfit after all... Well, it's good to see you, man.
Ritter: Yeah, you too.
Gallo: Next time, Gallo. You'll see. Isn't that what you said? "You watch, I'm gonna walk straight up to him."
Ritter: Yeah, yeah, okay.
Violet: Do you have a thing for DJ?
Ritter: What? No. Not... I mean, it's not really a thing. It's nothing. I mean, come on, you don't really need to hear about my things right now.
Violet: Okay. That's it. Come with me. You too. Let's go.
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Firehouse: bunk room
Violet: Okay... Here's the deal. I really, really need my friends right now.
Ritter: Of course.
Gallo: Yeah, we're here for you.Whatever you need.
Violet: What I need is for you guys to stop treating me like Old Widow Mikami. You don't have to tiptoe around me about your love lives. Nothing you're gonna tell me is gonna make me feel any worse. But maybe, just maybe, if you guys act a little more normal, it might make me feel just a tiny bit more normal.
Ritter: I'm so sorry.
Gallo: Yeah, I feel terrible.
Violet: You don't have to feel terrible. You just have to spill, okay? Yes, now.
Ritter: Okay. I've been trying to work up the nerve to ask DJ out. But I don't know, I can't tell if he's into me, or if he's just one of those guys that flirts with everybody, so that's it.
Gallo: I have been hooking up... With Herrmann's niece.
Violet: That's awesome.
Gallo: Is it? 'Cause Herrmann's gonna murder me. And now I am supposed to spend all night at Molly's with her trying not to...
Violet: Okay, you're being ridiculous, both of you... Being in your 20s is supposed to be about having fun and making dumb mistakes. I'm pretty sure you guys can play it cool for one night. It'll be fine. It might even be kind of hot. And you, what's the worst that could happen? He says no? Big deal.
Ritter: You know what? You're right.
Violet: Mm-hmm.
Ritter: I'm gonna ask him out.
Violet: Do it.
Gallo: You're right. I can not do something. I'm good at that.
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Firehouse: common room
Kidd: Hey.
Severide: Still no dad?
Kidd: She's been saying an hour for four hours now... The guy is not coming... What?
Severide: Jenny was talking about the memorial wall before in a way that made me think maybe she's lost someone close.
Kidd: Okay. I'll go talk to her, try and figure something out.
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Firehouse: Kidd's quarters
Jenny: What are you doing? Why are you looking through my stuff?
Kidd: Ah. The zipper was open. Jenny, what are you doing with all that money?
Jenny: None of your business.
Kidd: Okay, you're right, but, Jenny, if your dad isn't coming, then it is my business. So talk to me, all right? Listen to me. I got your back.
Jenny: Yeah, right. I'm out of here.
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Outside the firehouse
Kidd: Hey. Jenny! Jenny! Just wait. Hey. Look, it's too late for you to be out here by yourself.
Jenny: He's not coming back, okay? My dad died four months ago.
Kidd: Okay... So just stay here. We'll figure this out together.
Jenny: You don't even seem surprised. So what, my mom told you? And then you let me make a total ass out of myself? Whatever. I don't need anyone's help.
Kidd: Jenny!
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Firehouse: Boden's office
Kidd: So I called the police. I reported it as soon as she left, but who knows where she went? I mean, maybe... I mean, with any luck, maybe she decided to go home, but I will track down the mom and see.
Cruz: We are ready for you on the apron, Chief.
Severide: What are you supposed to be?
Cruz: The package said "video game murderer."
Boden: Let me know when you get a hold of the mom.
Kidd: Copy... I should have gone after her.
Severide: If she wanted to go, she was gonna go. You couldn't force her to stay... We'll find her.
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Outside the firehouse
Cruz: Okay, now, it's still a work in progress, Chief, especially the zombie attack.
Boden: Zombie attack? I thought that was the Incredible Hulk.
Cruz: You know, I thought the same thing. We'll work on that.
Boden: And the timing with the guillotine?
Cruz: Yes, we will tweak that to make sure that the head does not fall until the blade drops.
Brett: But overall, Chief, what do you think?
Boden: Brett... You might be the least scary witch I have ever seen.
Brett: Oh.
Boden: I am taking over this operation, effective immediately... What are you?
Tony: It was this or sexy firefighter.
Boden: No, no. Stop, stop, stop.
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Street
DJ: Oh. Oh, hey, Darren. What's up, man?
Ritter: Hey. I just came by to drop this off. I think it needs a new O-ring.
DJ: Oh, okay. Here, I can take that from you.
Ritter: Hey, wait. Uh... If you're not doing anything later, there is this craft cocktails bar over on Milwaukee I've been dying to check out.
DJ: Oh, Mother's Ruin?
Ritter: Yeah.
DJ: Yo, I love that place, man... What time are you thinking?
Ritter: I don't know. 8:00-ish.
DJ: Okay, done. I'll see you there.
Ritter: Yeah, see you there.
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Molly's
Tracy: Got them.
Gallo: Oh, thanks.
Tracy: So I figured out why it's so dead.
Gallo: Oh, yeah?
Tracy: You know there's a Halloween block party thing happening on Damen?
Gallo: No.
Tracy: Yeah. They got it completely blocked off, North Avenue to Armitage. 20 bucks, all you can drink.
Gallo: What are we supposed to do all night then?
Tracy: Oh, I have a few ideas.
Gallo: Tracy, if your uncle stops by...
Tracy: I happen to know that he'll be stuck at that dinner till at least 9:00. And after, he'll go home to put to the kids to bed.
Gallo: And you're sure?
Tracy: Mm-hmm.
Gallo: Like... Like a...
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Street
Mother: What are you doing here?
Kidd: After you left yesterday, we took Jenny back to the firehouse with us to wait for her dad... I know, she came clean about it last night, right before she took off. Unfortunately, I don't know where she went, but I called the police, I reported it, and I would have called you if I had your number, but...
Mother: She's in DCFS custody. The social worker called me this morning.
Kidd: Oh, I'm... I'm glad to hear she's okay.
Mother: Was that it?
Kidd: Look, I don't mean to pry, but whenever we get a call for a domestic situation, there's usually some kind of neglect or abuse. And yet, I'm just not getting any of that here.
Mother: Yeah... Jenny's dad was... He was a good man when he was clean, but he couldn't stay that way, and I couldn't handle it anymore. So we split up... He died of an overdose not long after.
Kidd: I am so sorry.
Mother: Yeah, and, of course, Jenny blames me... You know, that's why she's lashing out. She's... She's completely out of control. But things never got violent until yesterday. And I tried to look in her backpack, and she just lost it.
Kidd: I made the same mistake... I guess you know about the money then.
Mother: What money?
Kidd: She's got... I don't know... $2,000, $3,000 in her backpack.
Mother: Look, I... I don't know about any money, and I'm done talking about it, okay? If Jenny wants to go find a new family, let her.
Kidd: I don't think that that's what she wants at all.
Mother: I'm not doing this with you, lady... I'm sure you got good intentions, but you don't know what you're talking about, okay? So just stay out of our business.
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Loft
Kidd: Really? That is... No, I hear you. Great. Thank you... She's at Levitt Street Girls' Home.
Severide: It could be worse.
Kidd: Yeah, but the craziest part about it, she checked herself in there. The woman I was talking to at DCFS, she said she has never seen that happen in 20 years. That's weird, right?
Severide: Mm. We don't know the whole story, and people always hide the ugliest parts. I know I didn't tell anyone how bad it really was in my house. Did you?
Kidd: No.
Severide: You talk about mothers and daughters, but fathers and sons, that... That ain't no picnic, either... Um... My senior year?
Kidd: Mm-hmm.
Severide: Benny and I went at it about him cheating on my mom. And I snapped, attacked him... I'll never forget looking at him down on the ground, and both of us suddenly realizing that I was the stronger one now.
Kidd: What did he do?
Severide: Called his cop buddies on me, had me thrown in jail overnight. After that, I got the hell out of there, and I moved in with April's family, never went back... What?
Kidd: How come you turned out so damn good, Kelly Severide? Hmm?
Severide: Because of you.
Kidd: Ah, well, yeah. That was a rhetorical question.
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Outside the firehouse
Cruz: I think we need to put more weight on the blade.
Capp: It needs to be sanded down.
Mouch: So that's how it happened.
Boden: Okay, listen up. We've got a lot of work to do and not a lot of time... The good news is, I was just at Firehouse 22.
Mouch: Your first house?
Boden: Yep. Back when I was a candidate there, we started a Halloween event. It became a pretty big deal over the years, until the budget crisis of 2008. And that killed all the fun. Fortunately for us, my friends at 22 kept a few odds and ends from the good old days.
Cruz: Damn.
Mouch: The motherlode.
All: Oh.
Cruz:Chief!
Mouch: Oh, yeah.
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DCFS: stairs
Kidd: What's her status now?
Social Worker: Well, DCFS will assign a caseworker, but who knows when? A 15-year-old with no signs of abuse in the home isn't a high priority, and kids her age are just difficult to place, no matter what the circumstances, so.
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DCFS: living room
Kidd: Thank you... You mind if I sit? Jenny... I got to tell you. This is the last place most teens would go in your shoes. Teenagers running away happens a lot. You know, you could have ran away when you were at the firehouse or after you left, but you didn't. You came here.
Jenny: So I'm a weirdo. Mystery solved. Anyway, it's not like I can go home. She doesn't want me, and I don't want to be there.
Kidd: It didn't sound like that when I talked to her... It sounded like your mom wants to make things better. She just doesn't know how.
Jenny: Did she tell you what she did to my dad?
Kidd: You can't control someone else's addiction, Jenny... That's not on her.
Jenny: Fine. He was a druggie, but he didn't deserve to die. She's acting like she's not even sad about it. She's just mad... I guess that's why I took it.
Kidd: Why you took, what, the money?
Jenny: The ring. He gave it to her. It was my grandmother's, and it was worth a lot of money. So I took it and sold it to a pawn shop, and it's probably gone now. And she'll never forgive me.
Kidd: Jenny... You know, your mom could have called the cops, gotten you in deep trouble. But she didn't even tell me when I showed up to talk to her... So she was trying to protect you, take care of you, no matter how angry she might have been... Tell me about this ring.
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Firehouse: common room
Herrmann: Modern technology.
Brett: What's the matter, Herrmann?
Herrmann: Ah. Well, we put up these new security cameras over at Molly's.
Gallo: You guys got security cameras at Molly's?
Herrmann: Oh, yeah. We put them up everywhere, you know, after Pete's Tavern got robbed at gunpoint a couple of, you know, weeks ago.
Gallo: Yeah.
Herrmann: Yeah, and I was supposed to be able to access all the footage through this stupid app. I linked it three times already... Hey, can you give me a hand with this, Gallo, please?
Gallo: Oh, uh... Sorry, Kidd... Kidd asked me to just...
Carver: I'll take a look at it, Herrmann.
Herrmann: You are a lifesaver, Carver.
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Firehouse: Cloaks room
Ritter: Hey. What are you doing in here?
Gallo: Did you know Molly's had security cameras?
Ritter: No. Why? Wait, I know why. You didn't?
Gallo: Yeah, yeah, I did, and you were right; I'm a dead man.
Ritter: Yeah, well, I wish I was.
Gallo: Why? What happened to you?
Ritter: My date with DJ was one of the worst experiences of my life.
Dispatch: Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 61, structure fire at 1800 East Blue Island.
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Outside the firehouse
Ritter: Good to see you.
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Parking
Boden: Okay, we got a truss construction with a high collapse probability. We'll be dealing with embalming chemicals, which is toxic and highly explosive... Okay, Herrmann, lead out.
Herrmann: Copy.
Boden: Squad, you got primary search.
Severide: Copy, Chief!
Boden: Truck, vent the roof. Open this place up.
Kidd: All right!
Boden: We do not have a lot of time. Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Kidd: Mouch, go up and vent the roof. Gallo, Carver, let's go inside, open up the walls and ceiling.
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Severide: Medic! Hey, hey, hey. How many are inside?
Funeral home worker: Just the owner. He was in the prep room way in back.
Severide: All right, all right. We'll find him. Tony, Capp, see if you can find a second egress.
Tony: Copy.
Severide: Cruz, you're with me.
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Funeral home
Severide: Fire department, call out! Fire department, call out! This way.
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Kidd: Open up the walls and the ceiling. We gotta make sure the fire's not in the trusses. I'm gonna do a quick sweep.
Carver: Copy.
Kidd: Fire department, call out. Fire department, call out!
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Severide: Fire department, call out!
Cruz: Which one's the owner?
Severide: Formaldehyde. We gotta move.
Cruz: Copy that.
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Gallo: Carver! You all right?
Carver: Yeah, I'm good.
Gallo: Chief, we got gas pockets in the walls.
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Parking
Boden: All right. Emergency!
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Funeral home
Boden: Everybody out right now.
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Parking
Boden: Severide, do you copy?
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Funeral home
Boden: Evacuate now.
Severide: Hey, Cruz. Let's move it. We gotta go.
Cruz: Yeah, copy that.
Boden: Severide and Cruz, do you copy?
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Parking
Funeral home worker: That's my boss with the beard.
Brett: Got a pulse.
Kidd: Yeah. Okay. One, two, three.
Brett: Let's get him some oxygen. Let Med know we're on the way.
Funeral home worker: No, hey, it's okay. Those are all clients. Thank you for saving them. The families will be so grateful.
Boden: Okay, we're going to Bunsen. Open 'em up.
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Firehouse: garage
Carver: Thanks, Gallo. You saved my ass back there.
Gallo: Yeah, you would've done the same.
Carver: Yeah, well, still, I owe you one.
Gallo: You know, there is one way you can repay the favor.
Carver: Okay.
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Pawn shop
Kidd: Hi.
Pawn broker: Hi. Looking for something special?
Kidd: Actually, I am... Do you still have it?
Pawn broker: Gorgeous piece, isn't it?
Kidd: Yeah, I need it back.
Pawn broker: Priced at $7,500. You got $7,500 there?
Kidd: No. You got the paperwork for that ring?
Pawn broker: That ring was bought...
Kidd: You bought it from a minor, which is illegal in the state of Illinois, but I'm pretty sure you already knew that.
Pawn broker: Look, the kid was desperate. I was trying to do her a favor, you know?
Kidd: You're a real hero. Can I get the ring back for what you paid for it, or do I need to call one of my buddies down at the 21st District? I'm sure they'd be happy to come down here and take a look at your inventory.
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Firehouse: common room
Herrmann: You're telling me that a whole night can get deleted, poof, just like that?
Carver: These systems can be pretty glitchy.
Herrmann: It cost me 900 bucks! It's supposed to be top-of-the-line. What a rip off.
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Violet: Okay, time to spill the tea. How did everything go?
Ritter: Oh, um, good, I guess.
Gallo: Yeah, it was fine.
Violet: Really?
Gallo: No, not good at all.
Ritter: Yeah, not even close. What's the worst that can happen? You get all dressed up to go to the bar, and your date shows up with his girlfriend because he didn't know that it was a date. That's a thousand times worse than him saying no.
Gallo: You really got to stop giving people advice before you ruin someone's life.
Ritter: Yeah, you can't just go around... Oh, sorry. We shouldn't be yelling at you.
Gallo: Yeah, uncalled for.
Ritter: What's happening?
Violet: Nothing. Uh, it's just... Getting yelled at by you guys is the, um, yeah, it's the most normal I've felt in weeks, so... Thank you.
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Outside the firehouse
Boden: That was terrifying, truly... I may not sleep for a week. Well done. These teenagers have no idea what they're in for. Excuse me, ma'am? Can we help you?
Denise: Hi. Remember me?
Mouch: Of course. Nice to see you. She offered to help spread the word for us.
Denise: I told everyone at school about it. I'm a kindergarten teacher, figured I'd bring my class over early and beat the rush. They're outside. Is it okay if we go through the maze?
Boden: Yes, sure. Just let us deal with a few finishing touches.
Denise: Awesome. The kids are gonna freak. This is amazing, by the way. Okay.
Boden: Mouch, take down the severed body parts from the butcher shop.
Mouch: Yeah.
Boden: Cruz, let's lose the strobe lighting and the chainsaw. Capp, Tony, reroute the maze around the bloodbath 'cause there's just no way to clean that up. Brett, you are the one thing that we know will not scare the kids. Get out there and stall them.
Brett: Copy that, Chief.
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Brett: Ah!
Denise: So cute, right? We did a big top theme this year.
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Severide's car
Kidd: You okay?
Jenny: I just... I mean, are you sure my mom even really wants me there?
Kidd: Yeah, I am.
Severide: Hey. You got this.
