Firehouse: bunk room
Brett: You know Faye, the paramedicine patient I always talk about?
Violet: Uh, yeah, she plays gin rummy and makes a mean jerk chicken.
Brett: That's the one.
Violet: Mm-hmm.
Brett: She just got the all-clear with her cancer scan.
Violet: That's awesome!
Brett: Yeah, it is. The only downside is that, I mean, she's off the paramedicine roster, so I'll have to clear my social calendar for a gin rummy night.
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Firehouse: locker room
Gallo: Hey, morning.
Ritter & Brett: Morning.
Violet: Hey.
Ritter: Hey, it was good to see you last night at Molly's, Vi.
Brett: Yeah, it's been nice having you around more often.
Gallo: Except when you kicked my ass at darts.
Violet: Well, I can't help my natural skill, Gallo. You know that.
Mouch: Carver, why aren't you ever at Molly's?
Carver: I'm there now and then. I like to mix it up, that's all. Different night, different adventure.
Mouch: Three months in, Carver's still an all-out mystery.
Gallo: Hey, look.
Brett: Uh, don't do that! Invasion of privacy.
Gallo: Come on, there's no privacy anymore.
Ritter: He's not wrong.
Violet: I don't like this... Ooh, does he have any pictures taped up in there?
Ritter: Oh, I didn't see any.
Gallo: I see deodorant, change of clothes, no pictures.
Mouch: Hmm.
Ritter:That's it?
Mouch: Man could be a serial killer, for all we know.
Dispatch: Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61. Explosion reported. Wabash and...
Mouch: That's Jewelers Row, isn't it?
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Street
Severide: Hey, let's move it! Let's go! Move back! It's not safe! Hey, let's go! Move it back! What are you people doing? What the hell? Come on. Get up... Come on, move it! Capp, Tony! Get these people the hell out of here! Let's move!
Capp: Across the street, let's go! Come on! Get up! Leave it!
Kidd: Looks like the place was bombed.
Severide: Looks like there was an explosion deep inside. Doesn't look like it moved up to the second floor.
Kidd: Well, store wasn't open, so that's a good sign.
Severide: Let's get a primary search down here, send some guys up to evacuate upstairs. Hey, Herrmann, 51, let's get a hose line inside!
Herrmann: All right, working on it!
Severide: All right, Cruz! Mask up! We're going in!
Kidd: Gallo, you're with me!
Gallo: Yep.
Kidd: Mouch, Carver, get upstairs. Clear the rest of the building.
Mouch: On it, Lieutenant.
Carver: Copy, copy!
Officer: Let's go. Hey, drop that stuff and move back now. That's an order.
Severide: Let's move!
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Jewelry store
Severide: Truck, left side!
Kidd: Gallo, this way!
Severide: Cruz, on my end! Fire department, call out!
Cruz: It's cooking in there!
Severide: Fire department! Call out!
Kidd: Fire department, call out!
Severide: Looks like the origin of the blast right here! Cruz! Gimme a hand with this!
Cruz: Copy!
Severide: Cruz!
Gene: Help!
Severide: One male victim, coming out! Let's get him up!
Herrmann: One in the deck, right here!
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Street
Brett: What's your name? I'm Sylvie.
Gene: Gene.
Severide: Found him in the back near where the blast was centered.
Violet: Seriously? You're one lucky man.
Cruz: The security door protected him from most of it.
Brett: Oh.
Gene: What happened?
Severide: Your ultrasonic cleaning tank blew up.
Gene: But... But... I wasn't even using it!
Violet: Okay, okay. Just relax. We're gonna get you to the hospital and get those burns taken care of. Okay?
Gene: Yeah, okay.
Violet: Here you go.
Severide: Squad 3 to 51, Herrmann, progress report.
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Jewelry store
Herrmann: We're ready to knock down the fire!
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Ambulance 61
Gene: Thank you.
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Street
Severide: We're gonna need this area cordoned off... The entire debris field.
Delong: Are you kidding me? We're finding bits of glass halfway to Willis Tower.
Severide: What do you want me to tell you? Any clues to how this started would have been blown out the window with everything else. OFI's gonna want to collect it.
Robert DeMarco: Oh, my God, oh, my God. Look at this.
Severide: Hey, hey-oh!
Kidd: Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa! Sir, sir!
Robert DeMarco: That's my store!
Kidd: I understand, but it's an active fire scene.
Robert DeMarco: What happened?
Severide: There was an explosion. And an employee of yours, an older guy, was transported to Chicago Med with second-degree burns.
Robert DeMarco: But those windows were full of jewelry.
Delong: Looters got here before we could.
Robert DeMarco: No. No, come on. Hey... Hey, enough with the water already!
Herrmann: Fine, if you don't mind the fire reigniting!
Robert DeMarco: Officer, I want these firefighters out of my store! They're trampling all over the place.
Delong: All right. Take a breath, sir. Let's go.
Robert DeMarco: You have to stop them.
Delong: I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do.
Herrmann: I tell ya, no good deed.
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Firehouse: garage
Capp: Hey, look who's here!
Chloe: Hi, guys!
Capp: Hey, Chloe.
Cruz: Hey.
Chloe: Hi.
Cruz: What are you doing here? I thought you had a busy day.
Chloe: Yeah, I... I do. You... You got a second?
Cruz: Yeah, yeah, sure. Hey, is everything okay?
Chloe: Yeah, yeah.
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Outside the firehouse
Chloe: Okay, so I talked to Eddie this morning from the foster...
Cruz: Yeah, yeah, Eddie, sure, yeah.
Chloe: You remember that endless list of obstacles standing in our way of being able to...
Cruz: Yeah, yeah.
Chloe: Well, Eddie has been on it like a dog with a bone.
Cruz: Great.
Chloe: And he's been working with some contacts in Honduras, and they finally got a hold of Javi's uncle, Roberto.
Cruz: Okay.
Chloe: Roberto was able to provide documentation showing that Javi's mom is deceased and his dad was never in the picture. He has no interest in parenting, and he has relinquished his rights to guardianship.
Cruz: Which means?
Chloe: We can proceed with our application to adoption him.
Cruz: Oh!
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Firehouse: entrance
Mouch: Some of the jewels I saw looked like they'd pay off my mortgage.
Herrmann: Yeah. And the guy is screaming at us like it's our fault somehow. We saved half of his store.
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Firehouse: common room
Carver: Hey, man. What's up? Yeah, I figured I'd hit up F&T Lounge tomorrow night... Sounds good. See you... What?
Gallo: We couldn't help but overhear. What's F&T Lounge?
Carver: Bar in Hyde Park.
Ritter: What kind of place? Like, what's the vibe?
Carver: Loud, rowdy, and fun. Doesn't really get going till late.
Mouch: No, thank you. I'll take Molly's any day.
Herrmann: Amen.
Brett: Oh, did you apologize to Carver for going through his locker?
Ritter: Damn, Brett!
Gallo: I wasn't going through it. Yeah, you left it open, and I just... I glanced inside.
Carver: I guess if my deodorant is missing, I'll know who to talk to about it.
Brett: Honesty is the best policy, especially amongst housemates.
Herrmann: Glad I didn't sit next to you in high school.
Gallo: Narc.
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Firehouse: Severide's quarters
Van Meter: Severide.
Severide: Van Meter.
Van Meter: She's not with me.
Severide: Who's not?
Van Meter: Seager. She's at a fire science conference in Baltimore. I guess she didn't think I was shorthanded enough.
Severide: You take a look at the jewelry store?
Van Meter: Yeah, only a quick one. For now, I just sealed it up, posted a squad car outside. Any gut instincts?
Severide: It looks like the blast was centered in the industrial ultrasonic cleaning tank. Most kinds, you can't use a flammable solvent or the high voltage ignites the vapors, and it causes an explosion. That could be what happened here.
Van Meter: Yeah, maybe. I don't know. I don't think it's that simple... That's high-grade laminated security glass... A tank full of solvent might put on a real fireworks display, but it's a low-pressure deflagration-type explosion. To shatter half a dozen sheets of this stuff, that takes a full-on detonation. Supersonic shockwave.
Severide: So what are you thinking?
Van Meter: I don't know, but... I mean, a solvent might have kicked off the blast, but it had to be a chain reaction with some kind of high explosive device. Yeah, this wasn't somebody misreading the label on a bottle of cleaning solution... This blast was intentional.
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Hospital: Gene's room
Severide: So you were the only one in the store at the time.
Gene: That's right. I usually come in about an hour before the retail staff.
Van Meter: Are you the store manager?
Gene: I'm the jewelry maker. I craft new pieces, restore old ones... Engagement rings are my specialty.
Van Meter: And you clean these pieces in an ultrasonic tank?
Severide: You said on the scene that you weren't using the tank this morning?
Gene: That's right. But you got me worrying. Maybe I left it on last night? I don't think I did. Oh, I hope I didn't. But it's been hectic around the shop, so maybe I... I got distracted.
Severide: Why has it been so hectic?
Gene: Mr. DeMarco brought in a big shipment of diamonds last week... The biggest I've ever seen, and I've been with the store ten years. It's up to me to sort them, grade them, document them for the insurance company. Did you find the stones?
Severide: The diamonds? No, but the safe is intact.
Gene: They weren't in the safe. First thing every morning, I pull out the gem trays and lay them out on the workbench.
Van Meter: That's standard procedure? Just leave them out all day?
Gene: The workshop's pretty secure... At least, it used to be.
Severide: So you just left them, the diamonds, in the trays.
Gene: Yes, sir. Well, I didn't lift the lids to check, but they were in there last night when I left.
Van Meter: Were you the last one out?
Gene: Uh, no, that would be Mr. DeMarco.
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Hospital: hallway
Severide: Some pretty dodgy timing, right?
Van Meter: Big shipment of diamonds arrives right before a mysterious explosion sends jewels flying onto Wabash? Yeah, we'd better look into the store owner.
Severide: When does Seager get back?
Van Meter: Not soon enough. Can you step in on this one?
Severide: Yeah, you bet.
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Firehouse: common room
Cruz: Hey! Herrmann, you got a sec?
Herrmann: Who drinks the last cup of coffee without brewing a fresh pot? What kind of human?
Cruz: My money's on Capp.
Herrmann: Yeah. Hey. What's all that?
Cruz: Adoption application.
Herrmann: For... I thought that was a whole tangled mess.
Cruz: It just untangled.
Herrmann: Oh! Fantastic!
Cruz: Yeah, t is. It is, it is. I, uh... I just can't believe how much information I have to provide. But I need a big favor.
Herrmann: Anything.
Cruz: Will you write me a character reference?
Herrmann: Are you sure that I'm your guy? Um, writing isn't exactly my strong suit, Joe.
Cruz: Who cares? Listen, you're the one that convinced me that I would love being a father... And you were right... And you're the best that I know.
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Firehouse: Severide's quarters
Severide: A freak explosion right after this big shipment of diamonds gets insured. Tell me that doesn't smell like a scam.
Kidd: No doubt.
Severide: Yeah.
Kidd: What's your plan?
Severide: Start by questioning DeMarco, then I'll head over to the jewelry store and comb the scene.
Kidd: "I'll head over," not "we'll"?
Severide: Uh, Seager's out of town, so I'm gonna tackle this one solo.
Kidd: Oh. Well, I can give you a hand.
Severide: You?
Kidd: Yeah. I'm really good at this kind of thing.
Severide: At fire investigations?
Kidd: Yeah. Sure.
Severide: All right, well, I guess it couldn't hurt to have a second set of eyes.
Kidd: Really? This is gonna be great.
Kylie: Sorry. Boden wants to see everyone in the briefing room.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Kidd: What's going on?
Boden: The owner of the jewelry store, Robert DeMarco. He's coming after the CFD with his lawyers.
Severide: What the hell for?
Boden: Gross negligence, dereliction of duty... He claims, between the looters we failed to stop and our bull-in-a-china-shop actions at the scene, that we are responsible for the loss of jewels. Potentially totaling in the millions.
Gallo: Oh, what?
Carver: That's a bunch of BS, Chief!
Severide: Chief, we drove those looters off the best we could. We had a fire to deal with.
Herrmann: The guy's a cementhead, Chief! He didn't want us putting water in a fire!
Boden: Look, I'm confident you all did great work out there, but this nonsense doesn't go away on its own. So I need detailed statements from each one of you.
Ritter: Yeah, you got it, Chief.
Severide: He's just trying to muddy the waters with this legal threat.
Boden: Yeah, well, I hope you're right. Because you are a target of this lawsuit. No missteps while you're moonlighting for OFI.
Dispatch: Ambo 61, person down, Hermitage and 35th Street.
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Street
Brett: Does anyone know what happened?
Angie: I was walking a block or so behind him when I saw him go down. No idea why.
Brett: All right, let's C-collar him.
Violet: Yep... Does anyone know this man?
Angie: Only by sight. He lives around here. Always says hello. A real sweetie.
Violet: BP is 110. He's unresponsive.
Brett: Let's get him to Med.
Violet: Yeah.
Angie: I hope he's okay.
Brett: One, two, three... Thank you.
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Ambulance 61
Vince: What happened?
Violet: You had a fall and hurt your head. Can you tell me your name, sir?
Vince: I'm in an ambulance!
Violet: Yeah, we're getting you to Chicago Med so we can get... Whoa, whoa, wait. Sir, your neck or back...
Vince: I don't need to go to the hospital. Pull over and let me out.
Violet: Okay, you're all right. Just stay calm for me, okay? We're here to help you, okay?
Vince: I can't be here! Pull this thing over!
Brett: You good, Violet?
Violet: No, for your safety, we can't do that. Now, I need to ask you a few questions, so I know that you're okay... Wait!
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Street
Brett: What happened?
Violet: He just jumped.
Brett: Was he violent?
Violet: No, honestly, he just seemed scared. But I'm not sure he even knows where he is.
Brett: All right, well, I'll over here. You want to check the next street?
Violet: Yeah, I got it.
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Brett: Hello? Look, we're not gonna take you anywhere you don't want to go! We just want to make sure you're okay!
Vince: It fell off.
Brett: That's okay. I can fix it. Hey, I found our friend. He's just inside the alley. Bring the jump bag.
Violet: Copy that.
Brett: Um, here. Have a seat. Let me take a look at that cut... Can I ask your name?
Vince: You must think I'm crazy.
Brett: I don't know about that. You're obviously not a fan of my driving.
Vince: I'm Vince.
Brett: Let's get that cleaned up and get a new bandage on it.
Vince: Vince, this is Violet. I'm Sylvie.
Violet: Oh, what happened there, Vince? You could've really hurt yourself.
Vince: I had a seizure about a month ago. I woke up in an ambulance like that, got brought to the hospital where they ran a bunch of tests. $20,000 later... A chunk of it, the ride... I was diagnosed with an infection that had traveled to my brain. Caused a cyst there.
Violet: Yeah, it sounds like a parasitic infection. I wish I could say those numbers surprise me. No insurance to help?
Vince: I'm between jobs. Still not close to paying it off. And the medication they prescribed is 90 bucks a pill... Who can afford that?
Violet: Yeah, but with those seizures you're having, they won't go away without medication. They'll just keep getting worse.
Brett: You jumped out of the right ambulance today, Vince... 'Cause I run a paramedicine program, and a spot just opened up. If I enroll you today, your medication will be covered.
Vince: What's the catch?
Brett: You just have to get a follow-up with a doctor, and you have to let me and my paramedicine ambulance drive you there... Without jumping out, no matter how hard a left I take.
Vince: I think I can do that.
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Firehouse: Boden's office
Boden: I understand how it looks, ma'am, but when you read these statements, you'll see that my people did top-notch work out there. They did nothing wrong.
Severide: Tell her DeMarco is under investigation, all right? The CFD needs to be on the offensive here.
Boden: Yes, ma'am. I will call him right now... Kylie. Put me through to the commissioner's office. Will you, please?
Kidd: Chief, we have a solid working theory here.
Severide: Robert DeMarco bought this big shipment of diamonds, okay? He stages a big explosion to fake their disappearance to bilk the insurance company.
Kidd: And he didn't give a damn if he killed a faithful employee in the process.
Severide: This lawsuit is a smokescreen. He's just a guy playing the part of someone who lost everything.
Kylie: Line two, Chief.
Boden: Look. I can't go accusing a man of a crime without the evidence to back it up. So go get the evidence.
Severide: That is the plan.
Boden: Commissioner, Wallace Boden.
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Outside the firehouse
Ritter: Man, I hope Boden can keep this lawsuit from barreling forward. It sounds like it could be bad for all our lieutenants.
Mouch: I was thinking the same thing, but Severide is on the case, and that's good.
Gallo: You know, we expect Carver to come to us at Molly's, but maybe we should make a gesture, go where he hangs out.
Mouch: I don't like that plan. I have a regular haunt for a reason. I know just the level of eejits I'll be dealing with.
Ritter: And let's not forget, you partly own the place, Mouch. But I agree with him. It's not like Carver invited us.
Gallo: Guys, come on. Look at us. We eat together. We hang out at Molly's together. We finish each other's sentences. No wonder Carver feels like odd man out.
Ritter: I have never in my life finished one of your sentences.
Gallo: My point is, Carver might feel like we don't really want him around. And how much could it hurt to make the effort? Let's go to F&T lounge tonight.
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Cruz's apartement: living room
Cruz: Hola, familia!
Chloe: Hey! Otis just crashed.
Cruz: Oh, sorry.
Chloe: How was your shift?
Cruz: A little bananas... We had to write all of these statements for Boden, so I didn't get to finish my part of the application... Look at this... Hi, baby.
Chloe: Hi.
Javi: What were the statements for?
Cruz: Oh, boring stuff. How's everything here?
Chloe: We're good... Javi's got a question for you.
Cruz: Oh. Give me, papi.
Chloe: Go ahead.
Javi: Is it okay if... Can I start calling you Dad?
Cruz: Yeah, Javi. Yeah, you sure can.
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DeMarco's house: porch
Severide: Hey, remember what Boden said? Hey, no missteps. We're not here to argue or accuse him of anything, okay? We're just here to gather information.
Kidd: I gotcha.
Severide: Hey, Mr. DeMarco. I'm not sure if you remember us. Lieutenant Kelly Severide. This is Lieutenant Stella Kidd, with the CFD.
Robert DeMarco: Oh, yeah, you're the firefighters who made a mess of my store.
Kidd: You mean, saved it from total destruction?
Robert DeMarco: Your oafs came trampling through my shop and flushed who knows how many gems into the Chicago River.
Severide: Mr. DeMarco, we're not here to argue with you. We were detailed by the Office of Fire Investigation. We just have a few questions.
Robert DeMarco: Fine.
Severide: Do you have any idea what caused the explosion?
Robert DeMarco: Isn't that your job?
Severide: We think it was an ultrasonic cleaner. Did you notice anything unusual about it? When was the last time you used it?
Robert DeMarco: I don't know. Two, maybe three times a week?
Severide: Okay, I understand you were the last person in the store the evening before the explosion.
Robert DeMarco: You understand that? What does that mean?
Severide: Were you the last person in the store?
Robert DeMarco: I think maybe you should address these questions to my lawyer.
Severide: Sir, we're just...
Robert DeMarco: No, I don't appreciate your veiled accusations. Goodbye now.
Kidd: What are you so scared of, Mr. DeMarco?
Robert DeMarco: Look, I had nothing to do with that explosion, okay? I was at the dentist's office halfway across town when it happened... Dr. Bigelow, if you care to check.
Severide: Okay. Dr. Bigelow.
Robert DeMarco: I get what's going on here. This is retaliation. You're trying to pin this whole thing on me because of my lawsuit. Well, let's add harassment to my list of complaints. Get off my property.
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Jewelry store
Kidd: Pieces of loose jewelry everywhere, but no loose stones. What are the odds that every single one of them was looted or washed away?
Severide: Zero.
Kidd: DeMarco was pretty worked up. I mean, genuinely.
Severide: Because he knows that we're onto him. And I know how he rigged this to blow... Yeah, I found the shards of steel from a cylinder that blasted through this case. I think it came from that acetylene rig over there.
Kidd: So what does this all add up to?
Severide: Well, he put the cylinder inside the tank. Then he has a flammable solvent, and he turns the machine on. It vaporizes the solvent, which gets pressurized, ignites the vapor. It explodes. Boom. I mean, it's crude, but it's an effective bomb.
Kidd: Nice work.
Severide: Well, problem is, DeMarco had to turn the machine on drive all the way across town to the dentist to establish an alibi. We have to prove that he had enough time to set off that chain reaction. What kind of solvent would he use? How much vapor is needed in order to explode? The tensile strength of the cylinder?
Kidd: Hey... This is something. It looks like one of those cheap timers that you plug a lamp into when you go out of town so your lights go on and off. So maybe this is what gave him enough time to go to Dr. Bigelow's office.
Severide: I think it was destroyed in the blast. Look for other pieces.
Kidd: Yeah... Kelly!
Severide: Heh. Look at you.
Kidd: Look at that. Who needs Seager, anyway?
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F&T lounge
Mouch: Too many people! But at least it's not a hipster joint!
Gallo: What?
Ritter: Did you say something?
Mouch: I said, too many people!
Gallo: Yeah! Let's find Carver!
Ritter: Excuse me! Oh, over there, at the end of the bar!
Gallo: Wait, he's with someone!
Ritter: Oh, no, I think we're crashing his date!
Gallo: Let's get out of here!
Mouch: No, no, no, we've come this far! Shouldn't we at least get a beer?
Carver: Hey!
Gallo: Excuse me.
Ritter: Sorry.
Carver: What are you guys doing here?
Gallo: We thought we'd come to one of your hangouts, you know? Make a gesture.
Ritter: Yeah, but you're on a date, so...
Mouch: We'll just have one beer and be on our way!
Carver: I'm not on a date! Come over here and meet my buddies!
Nick: That's the second time I've seen you talking to my girlfriend tonight.
Carver: She didn't say a thing about having a boyfriend, dude, so I think that's your problem, not mine.
Mouch: Whoa! Whoa, whoa!
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Cruz's appartment: living room
Jeannie: Well, this is certainly one of the best-looking applications I've seen in a long time.
Cruz: Chloe's a wizard with paperwork.
Chloe: Upside of being a perfectionist.
Jeannie: And that's a great letter from your friend, Christopher. He said some very lovely things about you.
Cruz: Oh, yeah. He's a good liar. Uh, that was a joke. That's a... That's a bad joke. He's... He's a terrible liar, actually.
Jeannie: I just have a few questions I need to ask.
Chloe: Yeah, of course, whatever you need.
Jeannie: Joe, your brother, Leon... Tell me a little bit about him.
Cruz: He's the best.
Chloe: Total sweetheart. Javi loves him.
Jeannie: So he's around? He's part of the family?
Chloe: Yeah.
Cruz: Yeah. Huge part. Absolutely. Uncle Leon.
Jeannie: Yeah. Okay. Because Leon Cruz turned up in a CPD database of individuals with known gang affiliations.
Cruz: Uh, what? No, that's a mistake.
Jeannie: Okay. Good. So the Leon Cruz who lived at 3443 West Evergreen in 2012... That's not your brother?
Cruz: No, that's him, but... Yeah, okay, uh, Leon was in a gang for a short time when he was a kid. But I turned him around, and I got him out of there. It was a few weeks, at most.
Jeannie: The database has him listed as active through 2014.
Chloe: That isn't... That can't be right, is it?
Cruz: Okay, I see. That's because he did go back into the gang, but... But it was to help the police with an investigation. The cops pressured him into it... It sounds like I'm making this up. Look, I promise this is all true.
Jeannie: It is. Joe. This sounds like a pretty complicated story.
Cruz: Yeah, but actually no, no, it's really very simple.
Jeannie: Joe, don't say any more about it... I'm going to give you back your application... I want you to revise your personal bio, and this time, include Leon's involvement with the gang, with the cops, everything. Just take your time and step it all out.
Chloe: Okay.
Cruz: Okay. Okay.
Jeannie: Because we can't approve adoptive parents who might put Javi in close contact with a gang member.
Cruz: Yeah, no, of course not.
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OFI: Van Meter's office
Van Meter: CPD pulled footage off the PODs on Wabash. Those cameras cover both the front and rear entrances to DeMarco Jewelers. They show Robert DeMarco leaving at 8:35 the night before, and he doesn't return until well after the blast the next morning.
Severide: He's the last one out that night?
Van Meter: Correct. And he was alone there for a good half-hour.
Kidd: Plenty of time to rig up the tank, clear out with the diamonds.
Severide: And the timer delays the blast until morning. Once Gene shows up, takes the trays out of the safe.
Kidd: And DeMarco doesn't give a damn what happens to Gene after that.
Van Meter: Nice.
Dustin: Boss, you got a sec?
Van Meter: What'd you find, Dustin?
Dustin: Haven't been able to pull any fingerprints off this thing, but once we reassembled it, it's kind of interesting. The heat from the fire fused most of the moving parts in place.
Van Meter: And what does that tell us?
Dustin: We can see exactly how it was programmed. Funny thing is, the way these little colored tabs are positioned... Timer couldn't have been set more than five minutes before the blast.
Kidd: So there's no way DeMarco could have set the timer the night before.
Severide: Who else entered the store that morning?
Van Meter: Only Gene.
Kidd: Gene, the victim? So he set the timer?
Severide: And then hung around for the explosion.
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Firehouse: Boden's office
Severide: So our only suspect is an old jewelry maker, Gene. But it doesn't make any sense. Was he trying to blow himself up?
Kidd: Don't need a timer for that.
Severide: What was he trying to accomplish?
Kidd: Maybe he's a disgruntled worker. He was trying to destroy his boss's store, take himself out in the process.
Severide: I don't know. He doesn't seem like the angry type.
Boden: Where'd you find him in the store?
Severide: In the office, just off the workshop. I found him huddled up by this big steel safe in there.
Kidd: Kind of like a bomb shelter?
Boden: A man with a technical job, familiar with tools... That isn't a stretch to think that he could cobble together a makeshift bomb in a way that might make it look like an accident. Bold move to stay inside, but if he survives, ends up looking like an innocent victim.
Kidd: And it's an elaborate cover story for how the diamonds went missing, when he had them all along.
Severide: He couldn't have had the diamonds. DeMarco was the last one out that night. And Gene was the first one in the shop, and he never left that morning until we carried him out. So where did they go?
Boden: Could have had them hidden on them.
Severide: I'll call over to Med. But they would have cut his clothes off and sedated him. So if there was a fortune of diamonds on him, they would have found them.
Kidd: Right... I don't like this. I want answers, not open-ended questions.
Severide: Welcome to OFI.
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Firehouse: common room
Gallo: I can't believe Trudy told you this kind of thing's happened with Carver before, and you still let us go.
Mouch: Oh, no, no, no, I am not taking the fall. This was all your idea.
Ritter: Stop shouting.
Carver: Good morning.
Gallo: Yeah.
Ritter: Sup?
Carver: What time are you guys meeting up at Molly's tomorrow night?
Mouch: Oh, uh... 8:00?
Carver: Cool. I'll be there.
Gallo: Hey.
Mouch: Hey.
Ritter: Ow!
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Brett: Mmm! Breakfast smells good!
Violet: Why hasn't anyone made a bacon room spray? I'd fill my house with that.
Kidd: You three look like you've been hanging out with Carver.
Kylie: Hey, you guys. Your victim from the jewelry store fire, Gene... He just called. He's been released from Med, and he's coming by to say thank you.
Brett: Oh, that's sweet.
Severide: That's not why he's coming by.
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Firehouse: garage
Severide: Is this how the stretcher was set when you took Gene to the hospital?
Violet: Uh, yeah. I had him sitting up a bit. Why?
Severide: Was he acting funny on the ride? Suspicious, cagey?
Violet: No, not that I remember. But I was busy doing other things, like calling ahead to the ED and jotting down some patient information.
Brett: Yeah, I was shouting a bunch of questions at her from the front.
Boden: Right under our noses.
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Severide: Too late, Gene.
Gene: Huh?
Van Meter: Hey, there, Gene.
Kidd: Explosion was bigger than you expected, huh? You weren't planning on a trip to the hospital.
Severide: Hiding the diamonds in the ambulance was a desperate move, but it almost worked.
Kidd: Almost.
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Loft
Kidd: Admit it. I'm a better partner than Seager.
Severide: You're a great partner.
Kidd: I'm better. I'm a better partner.
Severide: You're an amazing partner... You're the best partner.
Kidd: Damn right.
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Cruz'a apartement: living room
Chloe: Hey. Javi's done brushing his teeth.
Cruz: Oh. Okay. [speaking spanish] Hey! You ready for bed, amigo?
Javi: No, but she says I am.
Chloe: Ha, that's right, because it's bedtime.
Javi: Ah, well, you'd better listen to her.
Javi: Okay.
Javi: Oh! Good night, Javi.
Javi: Good night, Dad.
