Loft
Kidd: Hey. Where you going?
Severide: I'm gonna get a jump on the day... Couldn't sleep.
Kidd: Oh... So this is a thing, huh?
Severide: I don't know about a thing.
Kidd: Did Pryma reach out to you again?
Severide: I think I was pretty clear about where I stood.
Kidd: Yes, you were. But here you are out the door at 4:00 a.m. Again... Are you having second thoughts?
Severide: Are you?
Kidd: I don't know. Kelly, if this Martucci guy is as bad as Pryma says he is, and the Kavanagh deal will help nail him...
Severide: We don't know that it will... If it doesn't, we're putting a dirty cop back on the streets for nothing.
Kidd: Yeah. There's no easy answers on this one.
Severide: I'll see you at the firehouse.
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Cruz's apartement
Cruz: Javi, two minutes, papi.
Chloe: He'll be out in a minute. He's fixing his hair with a lot of mousse.
Cruz: Ugh, why did no one warn us that the teenage years started at ten?
Chloe: It's not the court date. Jeanie said it could take four to eight weeks to get it scheduled. You did hear that part of the conversation, right?
Cruz: Right. Yes. I need to relax.
Chloe: Yeah, we both know that's not gonna happen. Maybe you should put this energy into the adoption party. We need to order a cake. We got to figure out food. Javi still needs a new suit. You know, maybe you could get one, too, while you're at it.
Cruz: Hey.
Chloe: Hey.
Cruz: Tell me nothing's gonna go wrong.
Chloe: Nothing is gonna go wrong... We're good.
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Firehouse: common room
Herrmann: Hey, Gallo, just the man I wanted to see. Hey, I don't know if you heard, but Tracy moved back home. She left yesterday.
Gallo: No, uh...
Herrmann: She told me to say goodbye. I know you two, you know, didn't spend a lot of time together, but, hey, you must have made a big impact on her. When my brother told me that he was sending Tracy here, I was terrified that she was gonna run amok, and he was gonna blame me. You know, but I'll be damned if she didn't actually get her act together. And I will bet that it's because she surrounded herself with good, solid people like you, Gallo. So, hey, thank you. Really.
Gallo: No...
Ritter: Uh... What the hell was that?
Herrmann: That was a great and decent man pouring his heart out to the jerk who's been lying to his face for months. I... Yeah, I have to tell him. I have to.
Ritter: Whoa. Hey. Hey. Hey. Are you insane?
Violet: Yeah, don't be an idiot, Gallo. There's nothing to be gained from this.
Gallo: Hey, look, if you guys haven't noticed, I've had kind of a rough week. And it felt pretty damn good to hear Herrmann tell me what a great person I am, until I remembered I'm not.
Dispatch: Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 61. Person trapped, Loomis Street Bridge.
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Street
Biker: Help, please!
Severide: Cruz, rope bag and webbing.
Cruz: Yeah, on it.
Severide: Tony, Capp, let's get a 20-foot ladder over here now.
Capp: Copy.
Kidd: Let's tell the bridge tender to lower the bridge.
Severide: No, not yet. I need to get a closer look. Make sure the vibration doesn't shake the bike loose. I'm going up the ped railing. We need to make sure that bike is stabilized. If it comes down, it's bringing the guy with it.
Kidd: We can get the bike with the aerial. You focus on the victim.
Severide: Yeah, copy that.
Kidd: 81, raise the aerial.
Mouch: On it.
Biker: Help!
Severide: Hang on, bud.
Kidd: Carver!
Carver: Yeah.
Kidd: Stand by at the bridge house.
Carver: On it.
Severide: Capp, Tony, let's move.
Tony: On it.
Biker: Hurry! Please!
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Carver: Hey. You saw we got a guy trapped up there?
Kurt: That son of a bitch ran the gate.
Carver: We're going up for him, but I need you at the controls. Be ready to feather the bridge on my order.
Kurt: Negative, I got an emergency protocol I got to follow... Can't do nothing till my supervisor gets here.
Carver: Seriously? That man could fall at any second.
Kurt: I don't work for you, pal. I got to make sure that bridge is stable or we got bigger problems than that biker, who got himself into this mess, in case you didn't hear me the first time.
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Bridge
Biker: Hurry, please!
Severide: I'm coming!
Biker: I can't hang on much longer.
Severide: All right, just nice and easy, all right? Slow breaths. Gonna get you out of here... Hold, hold on!
Biker: Oh, God, hurry!
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Street
Capp: Whoa! Whoa!
Tony: Oh, no.
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Bridge
Severide: Hey! Lower the bridge!
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Street
Kidd: Lower the bridge!
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Kurt: I can't. DOT has a strict policy.
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Control command
Kurt: You are not authorized to do that.
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Bridge
Severide: Hold the bridge!
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Street
Kidd: Hold the bridge!
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Bridge
Severide: All right, hey, let go. Come on. Stand up and go. I'm coming down, Cruz.
Cruz: Copy that!
Severide: All right, you're good now, all right? One step at a time. You got it... All right, watch your step. Look over your left shoulder. Okay, now you put your foot on the rung. Watch it, watch it, watch it. You good? Yeah. Now lean up.
Cruz: Ready? Come on.
Severide: Good job.
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Firehouse: common room
Ritter: Yo. I heard that bridge call was... Dude, no.
Gallo: I have to. My conscience is killing me. I mean, look at him. He's such a decent man.
Ritter: Hey, not now. Just trust me on this. He's my lieutenant. You got to pick your moments when you give him bad news... Wait until he's in a very good mood.
Gallo: When is he ever in a good mood?
Ritter: Never. That's my point.
Gallo: What the hell kind of advice is that?
Boden: Hey, settle down. As you might have heard, the NFA are holding their winter conference in Miami this year.
Mouch: Oh!
Capp: Oh, Miami, baby.
Boden: The conference is right around the corner. We need to decide who is gonna represent 51 by next shift.
Capp: I'll go, Chief.
Cruz: Whoa, I...
Boden: This year, we're gonna do it by secret ballot. Anyone interested in tossing their hat into the ring, let Kylie know. Oh yeah, don't vote for yourselves, people. A seven-way tie completely defeats the purpose. Okay. That'll be all.
All: Copy that.
Gallo: Thanks, Chief.
Herrmann: Me and Cindy, we have not been on a real vacation in ten years.
Tony: I don't know what that has to do anything with anything.
Capp: I haven't taken a shower in two days.
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Firehouse: garage
Violet: So you're not interested in going to Miami, huh?
Brett: Uh, I did the winter conference five years ago, so I guess, technically, I'm eligible again.
Violet: But?
Brett: If you must know, Dylan invited me to go see the Killers that weekend.
Violet: Oh. An event date. Thought you were keeping things in the slow lane.
Brett: Yeah, I know a concert seems like a big move, but he got the tickets for free from one of his regulars. And, of course, I'm gonna suggest that we meet outside the venue, and you don't have to talk much at a concert, so it's kind of the perfect slow lane date.
Violet: Yeah, well, at least you're not overthinking it.
Kidd: Hey. Carver, finish that later. Boden needs to see us.
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Firehouse: Boden's office
Boden: Come on in, you two. Close the door and have a seat... So you want to tell me what happened with the bridge tender today on your call?
Carver: The guy refused to comply with my directions, Chief. So I had to take the controls myself... And there wasn't time to be polite about it.
Kidd: I was planning on noting it in my incident report. It didn't seem like a big thing to me, Chief.
Well, apparently, the other guy disagrees.
Boden: He's filed a formal complaint alleging a lot more than impoliteness. He says Carver put hands on him.
Severide: If Carver hadn't done it, you all would be having this meeting without me.
Boden: Well, unfortunately, it has moved beyond me now. Internal Affairs Division is sending someone over today to take his statement.
Kidd: Are you kidding me? IAD's involved already?
Boden: That's what happens when a city employee files a complaint.
Severide: We saved the damn man's life.
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Firehouse: hallway
Kidd: Hey. Can you hold up a minute?
Severide: What's up?
Kidd: I don't know. You tell me. What's going on with you?
Severide: What do you mean?
Kidd: You were pretty fired up in there. You've been on edge for days. Look, I know the whole Pryma thing really threw you for a loop.
Severide: The Pryma thing is over. I'm done thinking about it.
Kidd: Are you? It doesn't seem like it. It feels to me like it's still weighing on you. And I know that I said there are no easy answers there. I'm not sure that's really true... I mean, if someone is in trouble, you don't sit and ask what happened and why. You get in there, and you do whatever you got to do to help them, right? That's what you did on the bridge. That's just who you are.
Severide: But on a call, I have some control over the situation. With Pryma and Kavanagh, I got none... I'm totally at their mercy.
Kidd:So talk to Pryma then. And maybe it's time you took control of this thing.
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Outside the firehouse
Severide: I'm looking for Detective Pryma... Yeah, I did that already... Can you just tell him Kelly Severide called? It's about the Martucci case.
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Firehouse: common room
Gallo: I know, a tough call, right? I think I'm gonna go with Herrmann. I mean, who else needs a vacation as much as him? He's got five kids. And he runs Molly's, which we all benefit from. The guy works like a beast. He probably hasn't had a good night's sleep in ten years.
Brett: Hmm. That is a lot.
Gallo: I bet this trip would make him feel really appreciated.
Brett: Hmm. You know what?
Ritter: Seriously?
Gallo: I'm trying to make amends.
Ritter:You're harassing voters.
Gallo: It's called campaigning.
Ritter: It's called electioneering.
Gallo: Actually.Potato, po-tah-to.
Ritter: No.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Kidd: Hey. I just want to make sure you got all your ducks in a row for IAD.
Carver: Don't worry, Lieutenant. I know how to clean it up for the pencil pushers.
Kidd: Well, I'm sure it's fine. It's the interview you need to worry about. You got to be ready for this guy to push your buttons, to see if you change your story, or worse, lose your temper.
Carver: Me? Never.
Kidd: Look, rumor has it you can be charming when you want to be, Carver. So charm this guy. Kiss his ass a little if you have to. Just don't screw this up. We need you here... To make us all feel better about our drinking habits... All right?
Carver: We've come a long way, huh? You actually seem concerned about me.
Kidd: Hell, yeah, I am concerned. Listen, these low-level IAD people, they're not just pencil pushers. They can refer things up the chain, turn this into a full-blown investigation. Then all bets are off.
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Firehouse: garage
Gallo: Plus, he was your best man. And when the arrow was malfunctioning, you were getting blamed. Who saved your ass on that? Herrmann.
Mouch: You make a solid case, Gallo. I'll give you that... !! Very persuasive. Have you ever considered running for union rep?
Gallo: So do you think you'll vote for him?
Mouch: Oh, no. I already voted.
Gallo: What? For who?
Mouch: Myself.
Gallo: That's against the rules.
Mouch: I think it was more of a suggestion.
Gallo: It was literally the only rule.
Cruz: Yes! I just got the call. It's official. It's really happening.
Mouch: What's happening?
Cruz: The adoption ceremony. We thought that it was gonna take months to get the court date, but no, it's next shift.
Capp: Nice.
Gallo: That's great news, Joe.
Mouch: And, uh, the big adoption party?
Cruz: Oh, man, uh, I don't know. We don't have any time to plan anything. I guess we're gonna have to do it down the line. I... You know what? It doesn't matter. The important thing is, it's really happening.
Gallo: Whoo.
Cruz: Oh, uh, boss, I'm gonna need next shift off.
Severide: Got you covered.
Cruz: Whoo! Thank you.
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Outside the firehouse
Pryma: What's so urgent, Lieutenant?
Severide: I want to talk to him, face to face.
Pryma: To who?
Severide: Kavanagh.
Pryma: What the hell for? No, no no, that's...
Severide: I need to look him in the eye before I agree to let him walk.
Pryma: Look, handling informants is a delicate business. All right, you go at them the wrong way, you could spook them, make them clam up. You could blow the whole Martucci...
Severide: You let me talk to him or I'm out.
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Firehouse: garage
Gallo: Two months... I'll cover your shifts at Molly's for two months, at any time, for any reason, at a moment's notice, no questions asked. All right, three months.
Kidd: Gallo, why the hell do you care so much if Herrmann wins this thing?
Gallo: Why do I care?
Kidd: Mm-hmm.
Gallo: Why wouldn't I care? Herrmann's... He's like a father to me.
Kidd: Since when?
Kylie: Lieutenant, we might have a problem. IAD's here in the briefing room.
Kidd: Okay. You let Carver know?
Kylie: He's on his way, but I think you're gonna want to see this.
Kidd: Okay.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Carver: But I assure you, if there was any physical contact, it was totally incidental.
Emma Jacobs: Incidental? And what does incidental mean to you?
Carver: Unintentional, I guess.
Emma Jacobs: So there was contact then?
Carver: I mean, it was sort of a... It was a gesture as much as anything, like get out of the way.
Emma Jacobs: I assume you know there are security cameras all over that bridge? So was there any contact?
Carver: Like I said, there might have been slight contact, but it was incidental.
Emma Jacobs: Is that it?
Carver: Yes... Actually, no, I just want to say that we saved that biker's life. I hope that gets factored into this.
Emma Jacobs: How'd you end up at 51?
Carver: Oh, uh, Chief Boden recommended me.
Emma Jacobs: The Deputy District Chief... That's quite the endorsement.
Carver: Yeah, I guess. Is this a part of...
Emma Jacobs: And, uh, how are you liking it here? I know 51 isn't always the most welcoming with new people. It can be a little... I don't want to say cliquey, but, well, cliquey... Has that been your experience?
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Firehouse: garage
Gallo: I just don't get how someone could flame out as badly as her and still end up in IAD.
Ritter: Well, at least we know she can't hide her true colors for long. IAD will figure it out sooner or later.
Kidd: Yeah, but what kind of damage is she gonna do in the meantime? That's what I worry about.
Violet: I swear to God, I am gonna claw that bitch's eyes out if she thinks that she can just come back and...
Kidd: I know that it's hard, but we cannot confront her now. It can only make things worse for Carver.
Gallo: So what happened?
Kidd: Is she gonna recommend charges?
Carver: Uh, she said we'd know by next shift. Did she used to work here or something?
Brett: Yeah, when I was gone last spring.
Carver: That explains a lot. I got the feeling that she has a little baggage here.
Mouch: Oh, there's a whole luggage rack.
Kidd: She tried to blackmail Hawkins... And get Violet fired.
Gallo: Almost pulled it off too.
Kidd: Yeah, until she totally disgraced herself in the line of duty and got transferred out. We all figured she'd be riding a desk somewhere. None of us would have thought...
Carver: That this sociopath would wind up in a position to end my career?
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Store
Javi: What about Uncle Leon?
Cruz: Oh, he was named after our grandfather, who is your great grandfather now, Abuelito Leonel.
Javi: He's one who played baseball.
Cruz: Yeah, but he didn't just play baseball. He was a legend. He pitched for the Tigres del Licey when they won the Pro Dominican title. But then he tore his rotator cuff, and that was the end of his career.
Javi: That's so sad.
Cruz: Ah, it's a, you know, blessing in disguise, if you think about it. If he hadn't gotten injured, he never would have met my grandmother... And I wouldn't be here right now.
Javi: And neither would I... What about this one?
Cruz: Oh. That's... That's nice. But, listen to me, Javi, you are a Cruz now. And Cruzes are known for three things... Food, baseball, and a lot of people don't know this, but a great sense of style.
Javi: Mm.
Cruz: Mm, ah! Mm? How about that? Pretty snazzy, right? Hey, the pinstripe, it's timeless.
Javi: It's nice.
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CPD: hallway
Pryma: I'm telling you now, this better not be some revenge fantasy you're looking to play out here.
Severide: Just let me in.
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CPD: interview room
Danny Kavanaugh: So?
Severide: Did Pryma tell you who I am? Did you know what Campbell was planning on doing with the information you slipped him? On my wedding night?
Danny Kavanaugh: Not exactly. Did I think he was looking to take you out for a drink? No, of course, not. To be honest with you, I didn't give a rat's ass what he did with the information, as long as he paid me. I'm not saying that's right. I'm not saying I feel good about it.
Severide: He almost killed my wife.
Danny Kavanaugh: I know. What can I say? I betrayed my oath as a cop. I dishonored myself, my family, for a little bit of pocket change, is what it was in the end. And I got to live with that for the rest of my life. So whatever you came here to say... It ain't gonna be any worse than that, pal.
Severide: Nice speech... Now I get how you almost convinced Pryma.
Danny Kavanaugh: What the hell did you even come here for?
Severide: To see if you were really the linchpin to the Martucci investigation. And I ain't buying it.
Danny Kavanaugh: Come on, man. You're... You're gonna send a cop to prison? I mean, you know what that means.
Severide: I do. That's why I think you'd say anything to avoid it. Pryma! Hey, get me out of here. I'm done with this guy... This was a mistake.
Danny Kavanaugh: Hey, Martucci knows you're gonna bug his cell. He's planning a decoy operation.
Severide: There you go. Make your deal now.
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Molly's
Ritter: What is that?
Gallo: Unofficial polling. I think I have four solid votes for Herrmann... You, me, Brett, and Violet. Severide and Cruz won't talk to me, but they're gonna vote for Capp or Tony, right? Mouch is the one I'm worried about. He could have Kidd, Carver, Herrmann, and himself. Man, this is coming right down to the wire.
Ritter: Dude, this election is really stressing you out.
Gallo: I know. I know. I'm crazy. But I just... I just got to do this, okay? I'll be right back.
Ritter: Okay.
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Gallo: Hey, what are you guys drinking?
Capp: If this is about the election, me and Tony agreed to vote for each other.
Tony: We got a system.
Gallo: All right, look. You have no idea what I'm up against here. I'm not exaggerating when I say this is a life-or-death situation. No, I'm serious. If Herrmann doesn't win this... I can't get into the whole thing, but bottom line, I'm a dead man.
Capp: That's a shame, Gallo.
Tony: Been nice knowing you.
Gallo: This is not a joke.
Capp: Someone call dibs on your locker?
Gallo: Okay. What do you want? Do you want me to beg? I'll beg.
Capp: Come on, Gallo. We're talking a free trip to Miami in January.
Ritter: Beers for a month.
Gallo: Yeah. All you can drink, on me.
Ritter: We've been doing some unofficial polling, and uh, I'd take the bird in the hand if I were you.
Capp: Right... Okay. Herrmann it is.
Gallo: Thank you, gentlemen.
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Kidd: Oh. I see we're double-fisting, as usual.
Carver: One's for you, actually... Mind if I sit?
Kidd: You all right?
Carver: Yeah. I just, you know... Wanted to say thanks for having my back. And not just on this IAD thing, but no matter how this all shakes out.
Kidd: Oh, come on, Carver. It's not time for the goodbye speech yet.
Carver: Yeah, well, with 51's arch-nemesis on my case, it doesn't feel so far away, either.
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Firehouse: Boden's office
Emma Jacobs: What's this? Nope. It's in here somewhere... Okay. Here we go. So I've had the opportunity to review all of the case materials, statements, incident reports, and security footage from the bridge. And the bottom line is, I don't see sufficient cause to recommend disciplinary action or to refer the matter to any other agency.
Boden: I'm glad to hear that.
Carver: Just so I'm extra clear...
Emma Jacobs: As long as you agree to send the bridge tender a written apology and 51 pays for the door, then I'm comfortable closing the book on this matter... Any questions?
Carver: Mm-mm.
Emma Jacobs: Okay, then. This has been fun... All right.
Carver: Thank you.
Emma Jacobs: Of course. And um, just a word of advice, you should be a little more mindful of your temper moving forward. One incident like this in your personnel file is a bad day. Two can really start to look like a pattern.
Carver: Understood.
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Outside the firehouse
Emma Jacobs: Hey. Hey, just so you know, um, your friend Carver, he's in the clear. It's all good. I'm sure you guys were worried about it, but I'm just happy that I was in a position to help 51 on this one. Okay, then. Bye, girl.
Violet: Hey.
Emma Jacobs: Huh?
Violet: Don't pretend like you just did 51 a favor. We know you. And you may have IAD fooled for now, but we know exactly who you are.
Emma Jacobs: Okay, Violet, relax. All I'm saying is that it's not the worst thing to have a friend in IAD. You never know when it might come in handy.
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Firehouse: Briefing room
Kidd: And did Pryma say when they plan to move on Martucci?
Severide: I didn't ask. He didn't tell. But whatever happens, um, I'm fine putting it in the rearview.
Kidd: Yeah, me too.
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Firehouse: common toom
Boden: Okay, people, gather around. It is the moment of truth.
Mouch: Uh, I just have to say, given the lax election security on display here, I think we should all be a little skeptical of these results.
Boden: Okay... It's a landslide, people. And the person representing 51 at the NFA winter conference will be... Christopher Herrmann.
Mouch: Oh!
Gallo: Whoo!
Capp: Congratulations, Herrmann.
Carver: Good on you.
Brett: You deserve it, Herrmann.
Herrmann: I really do.
Gallo: Congratulations. No one deserves this more. I mean, you're such a great guy, the best. Which is why it's so hard for me to say this to you.
Herrmann: Miami of Ohio? You didn't say Miami of Ohio. You never said that.
Boden: Pretty sure I did.
Herrmann: I know what this is. It's a con. I got conned. Classic... The old bait and switch. Huh? Who else is in on this? Mouch, you were in on it? All right, hey, did you know, too, huh? Is this what you were about to tell me?
Gallo: No, I didn't know.
Herrmann: Yeah, ha, ha, ha.
Boden: Okay, peo... okay! The election is over. Time to turn the page. We have much more important things to attend to. Now, I was able to buy just enough time. All units out of service for the next 30 minutes. Come on. Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Herrmann: This isn't over yet. I'm gonna get to the bottom of this!
Gallo: You were right. He's literally never in a good mood.
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Court
Mosley: Of all my duties that I'm responsible for as an officer of this court, none gives me more joy or feels more important than when I have the honor to unite a child, legally and irrevocably, to his forever family. And it gives me extra comfort to see that, in this case, it would seem, family means more than mom and dad. It's a cliché, but I do sincerely believe it takes a village. So thank you all for being here.
Boden: Wouldn't miss it for the world, Your Honor.
Severide: Cruz!
Mosley: Not yet. Almost. Mom and Dad, let's have you sign and date here, which says that you are now legally, financially, and emotionally responsible for this young man exactly as if he were your natural-born child... And that's it... It's my honor to announce that you will be known from this day forward by the legal name Javier Alejandro Cruz.
Cruz: Welcome to the family, papi.
Boden: Mr. Cruz.
Javi: Chief Boden.
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Gallo: Hey, Herrmann.
Herrmann: Hey. Isn't this beautiful? It's family. It is really the most important thing.
Gallo: It is. It really, really is. Herrmann, by the way, I slept with your niece.
Herrmann: What?
Gallo: I slept with Tracy. I'm sorry.
Dispatch: Main to Truck 81, Ambo 61. Police assist at 827 West Bishop. They have a barricaded suspect.
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Truck 81
Carver: Whoa. All this for one barricaded suspect?
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Street
Kidd: Hey. What's going on?
Officer: That's above my pay grade, but it's got to be something major. I've never seen anything like this.
Pryma: You have 30 more seconds. Come out. This doesn't get any better for you if anyone gets hurt, Martucci.
Gallo: You ever been to anything like this?
Carver: Nope.
Kidd: Kelly, it's Martucci. Yeah, they're taking him down now.
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Squad 3
Severide: What? Pryma's there?
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Street
Kidd:Yeah. It's a huge operation.
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Squad 3
Severide:On my way.
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Street
Kidd:Copy.
Pryma: Time's up, Martucci. We're coming in.
Kidd: Shh. Tuck in tight. Come on.
Swat officer 1: Prepare to breach... Incoming! And we're clear! We're clear!
Swat officer 2: Medic! We need the medic!
Kidd: They're calling for a medic up there. Let's go. Stay low. Stay alert.
Swat officer 1: Come on. Let's go. Let's move it.
Swat officer 2: All clear. Medics, over here. Where the hell is my Bomb Squad?
Kidd: What's going on?
Swat officer 2: Thing's still in his leg. It didn't detonate. I don't know how.
Kidd: What's in his...
Swat officer 2: Rocket propelled grenade.
Kidd: Is it Pryma?
Swat officer 2: He's bleeding like a stuck pig in there. And we can't move him... We could set off the grenade and level the whole damn house.
Kidd: So what's the plan?
Swat officer 2: I'm sending in the Bomb Squad to deal with the unexploded ordnance. But Pryma needs medical attention immediately. We need get two of you suited up and in there right now.
Carver: I'll go.
Mouch: I'll do it. Let me go, Lieutenant. It should always be the oldest in this situation.
Swat officer 2: Ma'am?
Kidd: Okay. It's me and...
Carver: I know how to start an IV, apply a tourniquet, just...
Kidd: Okay, Carver, you're with me. The rest of you stand by for search and rescue, in case things don't go our way.
Brett: All right, when you fix the tourniquet, run the fluid wide open.
Carver: Copy.
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Squad 3
Severide: T, right here.
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Street
Severide: Hey. What's happening? Where's Stella? What is it? Where is she?
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House
Bomb squad officer: Stay behind me. Step where I step.
Pryma: Get the hell out of here, Lieutenant. You don't need to be here.
Kidd: We're not going anywhere... All right.
Pryma: Sorry.
Kidd: We are getting out of this. All right?
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Street
Mouch: Chief's here.
Commander: Chief.
Boden: My guys are inside, right?
Commander: Yeah, two of yours, one Bomb Squad.
Severide: Why... Why didn't it explode on impact?
Swat officer 2: It has an arming range of 5 to 10 meters. It was fired in close quarters.
Severide: So it didn't arm itself?
Swat officer 2: Not yet... But moving it could trigger a self-destruct action within five seconds.
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House
Carver: Pushing saline.
Bomb squad officer: Here.
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Street
Severide: Screw this. I'm going in.
Swat officer 3: Oh, the hell you are. Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Boden: Severide, stand down!
Severide: We're sitting on our hands here.
Boden: I said stand down.
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House
Bomb squad officer: Here. Hold this.
Carver: You got it.
Bomb squad officer: Stop moving. Stop moving.
Pryma: Doing my best, Ed.
Kidd: He's losing too much blood. We got to speed this up.
Bomb squad officer: Any sudden movement could arm the warhead and cause it to self detonate... That's the last piece.
Kidd: All right, get the gauze ready and the scissors... His pressure's dropping. We're losing him.
Bomb squad officer: Okay, Seth, hold him still. On three, two, one.
Kidd: We got you.
Bomb squad officer: Coming out with the ordnance... Take cover!
Kidd: Cover him!
