Herrmann's house: kitchen
Kenny Herrmann: Dad! She's gonna kill me!
Annabelle Herrmann: Give me my bra, you little perv! Dad, make him give it back!
Kenny Herrmann: Henry!
Herrmann: Someone better clean up this mess in here!
Lee Henry Herrmann: This place is a dump. Where's Mom?
Herrmann: I don't know. Cindy?
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Herrmann's house: stairs
Herrmann: Hey, Cin, you up here?
Cindy Herrmann: In the bedroom.
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Herrmann's house: bedroom
Herrmann: Hey, I can't remember the last time you slept in. Wow. That cough's still bothering you?
Cindy Herrmann: Yeah, I just feel so wiped out. I'm sorry.
Herrmann: Stop. Do not apologize, all right? You obviously need the rest.
Cindy Herrmann: I'll take a COVID test later. I guess it's time.
Herrmann: Okay. But get some sleep. I got the kids.
Annabelle Herrmann: Give me my stuff! Mom!
Cindy Herrmann: Do you, though?
Kenny Herrmann: Stop it!
Herrmann: I'll just drop 'em all off at juvie on the way to work... Hey. You feel better.
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Firehouse: entrance
Violet: I am so over winter this year. I am canceling it already.
Brett: Oh, that sounds like a great plan.
Kylie: Violet?
Violet: Yeah?
Kylie: You have a visitor.
Violet: Thanks.
Natalie Hawkins: Hi, I'm Natalie Hawkins, Evan's cousin.
Violet: Oh, wow. It's really, really great to meet you.
Brett: Hi, I'm Sylvie.
Natalie Hawkins: It's good to meet you guys. I've been staying at Evan's place the last few months, helping the family deal with his apartment and all his things.
Violet: That's, um, really great of you.
Natalie Hawkins: Oh, I'm happy to do it. I adored Evan... Uh, I'm almost done boxing everything up, but I know how close you guys were, so I thought you might wanna come by after work, see if there's anything you might want... There's some photos... Books, especially.
Violet: I... I would really love that... Um, I can come by tomorrow after shift, if that works.
Natalie Hawkins: That's great. I'll see you then.
Violet: Great. Thanks, Natalie.
Brett: Wow, that was very sweet of her.
Violet: Yeah. Going back to his apartment...
Brett: Wow.
Violet: That'll be something.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Kidd: Everything okay?
Severide: Yeah. I just got a call from Commander Pearce. He's coming to see me.
Kidd: About what?
Severide: My guess is, he's ready to collect on that favor I owe him.
Boden: Okay, listen up. We got a busy day ahead of us. As you well know, it is time for the semi-annual firehouse inspection... What are you people complaining about? We spruce the place up a bit, we get in our dress blues, we let Deputy Commissioner Schafer take a quick look around, and then... I'll slip him a nice bottle of scotch, and he can be on his way.
Kidd: Chief is right. This is already the cleanest firehouse, and the CFD will barely have to lift a finger.
Dispatch: Truck 81, Squad 3, Engine 51, Ambo 61. Vehicle accident, structure fire.
Gallo: Whoa, accident and a structure fire... Two for the price of one.
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Street
Severide: Hey, back up!
Neighboor: He was asleep at the wheel. Can you believe that? He was sound asleep!
Boden: Thank you, ma'am. Step aside.
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Boden: Okay, we got a vehicle in the structure. Herrmann, put a line in there.
Herrmann: Yeah.
Boden: Truck squad, give me a primary search. Check that vehicle for occupants.
Severide: Copy that. Cruz, stay with me. Capp and Tony, hang tight.
Herrmann: Ritter, drop the crosslay.
Kidd: Mouch, raise the aerial in case we need to vent. Gallo and Carver, inside with me.
Carver: Copy.
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House: living room
Severide: All right, we got a single victim inside the car.
Kidd: All right, stairs are impassable! Gallo, you and Mouch take the ladder up to the second floor. Carver, let's search the ground.
Carver: Copy.
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Street
Gallo: Mouch! Second floor!
Boden: Gallo. How's it look in there?
Gallo: Fire's rolling pretty good a lot of damage to the structure.
Boden: Copy. Severide, can we hook up a chain, tow that vehicle out of here?
Severide: Uh, negative, Chief.
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House: living room
Severide: This car might be the only thing holding this house up. We need to move quick, leave it in place and extricate.
Boden:Copy. Send in a backboard and a C-collar... Anything else you need?
Severide: Bring in some shoring posts and maybe a ram.
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Street
Boden: Squad, you heard the man.
Capp: Copy.
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House: living room
Cruz: It's good.
Severide: Take the ram. Capp!
Capp: Yeah?
Severide: Get those flames out.
Kidd: Ground floor is clear!
Severide: Ah!
Cruz: Whoa!
Carver: Ceiling's giving way!
Severide: Hey, shore it up!
Kidd: Chief, second floor is no longer stable!
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Street
Boden: Mouch, Gallo, wrap up your search. Get back out here.
Gallo: Copy that.
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House: living room
Severide: Good?
Kidd: All right, move it up... We need more struts.
Carver: No, it's too big of an area. We should use a 4x4 and brace five joists at once.
Kidd: Chief, we need a 4x4.
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Street
Boden: Gallo, take a 4x4 to Kidd and Carver.
Gallo: I'm on it!
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House: living room
Kidd: Hey, where's that 4x4?
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Street
Gallo: 4x4 coming in!
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House: living room
Kidd: Move it.
Gallo: Right here, coming in. Right here.
Severide: Cruz. Grab a saw.
Cruz: Yeah. Good, got it.
Carver: Go. Push it up. Got it. Tilt it up. Yeah.
Severide: Backboard flying in.
Gallo: Got it, good.
Kidd: There it is.
Gallo: Let's bring it out. Okay. All right... One, two, three. Come on.
Cruz: I got him.
Severide: Got it?
Cruz: Yeah.
Kidd: Severide! Get out of there!
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Street
Severide: All clear, Chief!
Boden: Copy.
Brett: Strong pulse.
Violet: Okay.
Brett: Let's get him on oxygen and start an IV.
Kidd: Good save.
Severide: Thanks for keeping that ceiling off me.
Kidd: Thank this guy. Never afraid to be the last man out.
Carver: Hey, we're all in this together, right?
Severide: I owe you one, Carver.
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CMED: ER
Brett: Did you see his uniform? All-night security guard just got overcome with exhaustion.
Violet: These all-night jobs are a serious hazard. Why do we do it?
Brett: Because it's exciting, and we can really help people. Why do I have a message from the CFD offices?
Violet: It's not always bad news when they call.
Brett: No way.
Violet: What?
Brett: Oh, God, this is a disaster.
Violet: But the job is exciting, and we really help people.
Brett: Funding for the paramedicine program is suddenly under review.
Violet: Wait, why?
Brett: I... I don't know. They... They just said they're reevaluating. They want a full report with all expenses listed submitted by the end of the week.
Violet: Out of the blue?
Brett: Hawkins was its biggest champion, so I guess now that it's landed on someone else's desk, they're just starting over.
Violet: That sucks. But you convinced the brass before, and you can do it again.
Brett: Yeah, I hope so. It's just... It's so much to get together in so few days.
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Firehouse: bunk room
Carver: You know that's a one-man job, right?
Ritter: We're multitasking.
Gallo: Mm-hmm.
Mouch: Hey, should we roll the squad table into the storage shed for the inspection? That thing is looking pretty shabby.
Cruz: Oh, it does not look shabby. It's got a patina.
Carver: Capp, seriously?
Capp: Ha, sorry.
Herrmann: Quit knocking yourself out. Carver! You're missing the point of Boden's cozy relationship with Schafer.
Mouch: Yeah, one bottle of scotch saves us a whole lot of work.
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Firehouse: Severide's quarters
Capp: Hey, Severide, there's some CPD big wig out there looking for you.
Severide: Commander Pearce?
Capp: Mm-mm-mm.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Martin Pearce: Close the door.
Severide: Good to see you too.
Melissa Keating: Hi. Melissa Keating.
Severide: Kelly Severide. LaSalle Indemnity?
Martin Pearce: Kelly doesn't carry around business cards, but he's a decorated lieutenant with rescue squad. He's got close ties to the Office of Fire Investigation, thanks to his impressive investigative skills. It's in the blood. His dad, Benny, was one of the best arson investigators around.
Melissa Keating: Benny Severide, I think I've actually heard that name.
Martin Pearce: But the most important thing to know about Kelly is that he owes me a big favor.
Severide: What would you like me to do?
Martin Pearce: You're gonna help me take down the corrupt head of OFI... Captain Tom Van Meter.
Melissa Keating: One of our clients, a property developer named Stephen Flores, started building condominiums in Logan Square. Then, rising interest rates and a cooling market made it a lousy business to be in. Luckily for Flores, the construction site burned down last month. Now he gets to collect on his policy and use the money to build a more lucrative multi-use complex on the property.
Severide: So you think this was arson?
Melissa Keating: When I conducted my investigation of the scene, I found what appears to be clear evidence of the use of an accelerant... Imagine my surprise when the official OFI report comes in and I see that Van Meter declared the fire accidental.
Martin Pearce: Clearing the way for Flores to raze the site, thereby destroying any evidence that might remain.
Severide: So you're saying Van Meter fudged the report? No, it's not possible. Didn't happen.
Martin Pearce: What makes you so sure?
Severide: Van Meter's nothing if not honest. He's one of the good guys. He wouldn't cover up an arson... Not for a million dollars.
Martin Pearce: How about for an old friend?
Melissa Keating: I decided to look into Captain Van Meter and discovered that he and Flores grew up on the same block in Irving Park. They went to the same school, played on the same varsity basketball team...
Severide: So what?
Melissa Keating: And they were photographed together at a reunion event for the school just a few years ago.
Martin Pearce: That's pretty damning, huh? At least the state's attorney thinks so. It's serious enough they brought it to CPD... And now I'm bringing it to you, Kelly. I need you to get to the bottom of this... I know you're not happy about it... But I also know you're gonna do it.
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Firehouse: common room / Herrmann's house: bedroom
Herrmann: Yeah, okay... Hey, hon.
Cindy Herrmann: Hi. I was gonna call you. I'm COVID negative.
Herrmann: Ah, that's great news. Uh, you feelin' any better?
Cindy Herrmann: A little, yeah. Sandi said she'd bring the kids home from school, o we're all set there.
Herrmann: Hey, listen, um, I'm gonna make a doc appointment for you. You still sound like crap.
Cindy Herrmann: Oh, I don't think that's necessary.
Herrmann: Maybe not, but I doing it. Uh, I'll get a name from Dr. Marcel over at Med. You know, maybe, you know, at least they can give you something, for that cough, right? I'll call you later and let you know when, all right? Love you.
Cindy Herrmann: Okay, love you too.
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Firehouse: common room
Severide: Hey.
Kidd: Hey... Uh-oh... What's wrong?
Severide: I just got my marching orders from Pearce. It's not pretty.
Kidd: Well, you can say no.
Severide: No, I can't, actually. He made that clear. Pearce thinks that Van Meter is covering up an arson.
Kidd: What?
Severide: I know. But the police are taking it seriously, and he wants me to double-check their work. I... I feel like a rat.
Kidd: No, screw that. It's good they're getting you involved. You're his best chance at getting a fair shake.
Severide: It's gonna be tricky on all sides. It's gonna be a lot of sneaking around, and I gotta move quick, 'cause I can't have OFI catching on. I can't even let Seager know what I'm up to.
Kidd: It's not gonna be fun, but... You are the right man for the job. If you clear Van Meter, you save his skin.
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Firehouse: garage
Violet: You can't stay away from this place, can you?
Emma Jacobs: I guess not. I've got the final paperwork on Carver's case. I wanted to be sure to drop it off personally.
Violet: Uh-huh.
Emma Jacobs: Actually, do you mind taking it to Chief Boden for me? I am on a tight schedule today... Awesome. Thanks, Vi... And, uh, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry to hear Sylvie's paramedicine program is getting audited... That never ends well.
Violet: How'd you know about that?
Emma Jacobs: It was a really good program while it lasted, though... Okay, I'll see you soon.
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Firehouse: entrance
Boden: Okay, listen up! Let's go, let's go, let's go. He is early. Let's go.
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Firehouse: garage
Boden: Herrmann.
Herrmann: I know.
Boden: Move it.
Herrmann: All right. Uh, tomorrow, 9:00 a.m. All right. Second floor? Thank you, I appreciate it. All right, bye. Uh, sorry about that, Chief.
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Outside the firehouse
Mouch: Uh-oh. That's not DC Schafer.
Herrmann: Oh, God, this guy.
Boden: Kylie. Get rid of this.
Kylie: Of course.
Boden: Deputy Commissioner Watts, welcome to Firehouse 51.
Watts: Chief Boden. Is your firehouse ready for inspection?
Boden: Yes, sir.
Watts: You got a loose button there, firefighter.
Cruz: Oh, oh... Yes, sir.
Herrmann: Sorry.
Watts: Is that an unlatched compartment on your ladder apparatus? And what is that? Have I wandered into a thrift store? Chief, what kind of firehouse are you running here?
Boden: A busy one, Commissioner.
Watts: It's no excuse. I'm giving you one extra shift to get your act together.
Boden: Yes, sir.
Mouch: I told you that squad table was an eyesore, didn't I?
Cruz: Don't put this on us. You know he was gonna find something to complain about.
Kidd: It's always been DC Schafer. What happened?
Boden: I don't know.
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CFD: archive
Severide: Hey.
Omar: Hey, Lieutenant.
Severide: What's up, Omar?
Omar: Can I get everything you got on this one? Yeah, sure thing... Signing them out?
Severide: Yeah... Thanks, I'll see ya.
Omar: So long, Lieutenant.
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Firehouse: locker room
Brett: It has to be said... This woman is pure evil.
Violet: Of course she gets her revenge on me by going after the people I love most. That's her whole M.O.
Brett: She must've filed the report from IA, questioning the finances of the program.
Violet: We have to find a way to expose her. They have no idea how shady she is.
Dispatch: Ambulance 61. Person in distress, 2934 North Armitage.
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Store
Manager: This way. She's either drunk or high. I don't know. She's out of control.
Nora: Leave me alone! Stop staring, all of you! Or I'll... I'll... I'll take your eyes right out of your heads! Oh, get a...
Officer: We need you to calm down, ma'am.
Nora: Get away from me!
Brett: No, wait. Wait, I know her. Nora, it's me, Sylvie Brett. She's one of my paramedicine patients. I... I know what this is. She isn't drunk. Nora. Nora, you were getting new medication this week, right?.. Uh, Violet, get me 2 milligrams of Versed.
Violet: Yeah.
Brett: I know this isn't you, Nora. It's just your new liver medication messing with your brain chemistry. Everyone reacts differently.
Violet: Can I give you something to make you feel better? Would that be okay?
Brett: Yeah. Here, do you wanna... Wanna just come right there? Can we let her sit down? We won't need to cuff her. Yup. Her liver was filling up with ammonia, that's why she seems drunk and slurry, but we're gonna get you some new medication so that doesn't happen again, okay?
Nora: This isn't even my style... You should take it.
Brett: Oh, well, it's lovely, but it's a little out of my price range.
Nora: Thank you, Sylvie. You're always there to help.
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Firehouse: Severide's quarters
Kidd: Wow, so all of this is from the one case?
Severide: Yeah, and everything they collected from the scene. Gotta go through it all, piece it together, and hopefully come up with the same conclusion as Van Meter.
Kidd: No small job, huh?
Severide: No. I'm gonna stay here tonight and work on this after shift. I gotta get to the bottom of it before Van Meter realizes I took all this stuff.
Kidd: Hey, Chief. You okay?
Boden: Eh. Still stinging a bit from that humiliation.
Severide: Sorry about the squad table.
Boden: Forget it. We all got a little too complacent. So Kidd, can I put you in charge of prepping the house for the next shift?
Kidd: Oh, you got it, Chief, yeah. Leave it to me.
Boden: Thanks.
Kidd: Mm-hmm.
Severide: Looks like we both got our work cut out for us.
Kidd: Mm. All right.
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Gallagher's practice
Cindy Herrmann: Don't look at me like that. It was just a nervous cough.
Gallagher: I have the X-ray here. Let me show you what we got.
Cindy Herrmann: Wow, that was fast.
Gallagher: Why don't you come closer so you can see? This cloudy area here in the chest... This is what we're looking at.
Herrmann: Okay?
Cindy Herrmann: What does it mean?
Gallagher: It could be a number of things, including a lingering infection, but I can't be sure until I get a closer look. I wanna do a CAT scan.
Cindy Herrmann: Oh. Right. Now?
Gallagher: Yes, the CAT scan will give us a more definitive answer, and we'll get the results in a couple days.
Herrmann: Like, what other kinds of things are we talking about?
Gallagher: There's no reason to worry yet.
Herrmann: All right.
Gallagher: There are too many options that aren't dangerous long-term. I'll go get a nurse to take you in, Mrs. Herrmann.
Cindy Herrmann: Like I said before, you can call me Cindy. CAT scan, that doesn't sound good.
Herrmann: Hey, she's just covering all her bases, you know? She said not to worry.
Cindy Herrmann: Why is she showing me an X-ray? I'm not a medical professional. Just tell me what I have. Oh, doctors drive me crazy. Have I told you that before?
Herrmann: Only, like, a gabillion times, but you have to be nice to this one.
Cindy Herrmann: I'm trying, but if she calls me Mrs. Herrmann one more time, she's getting a knuckle sandwich.
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Molly's
Brett: What is this?
Mouch: Oh, uh, the gas pump didn't give me a receipt, so I made one... I should've gone inside and asked. That was dumb.
Brett: No, no, it's, uh... It happens, and you made the effort to write it down, so that's good. Uh, I'm sorry I'm such a stress case. This is just... This is a lot to deal with.
Mouch: It is, but they'd be crazy to let this program go. It is a gem.
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Violet: This is all my fault. I riled 'em up and set another disaster in motion.
Ritter: Hey, you can't blame yourself for this.
Gallo: No way. This is all on Emma.
Ritter: What's going on back there?
Kidd: Herrmann isn't around, so I figured it's a good time to borrow all the cleaning supplies we have and take 'em over to 51.
Ritter: You know, this reinspection is a real slap in the face.
Kidd: Damn. This thing's heavy. I should've parked a little closer.
Gallo: I'm right out front. I can take it.
Kidd: Great. All right, I'll just shove it to the end of the bar. You pick it up on your way out?
Gallo: You got it, Lieutenant... What?
Violet: You can be a real suck-up, you know that?
Ritter: You got it, Lieutenant.
Gallo: Please... It's called being a gentleman. You two should try it sometime.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Severide: Van Meter.
Van Meter: What is this, Severide? Why do I feel like I'm being ambushed?
Severide: Look, you know the insurance company disagrees with you on the cause of this fire.
Van Meter: How is that any of your business?
Severide: They think you're covering something up. Now CPD's involved.
Van Meter: And you're helping them?
Severide: I'm trying to help you. Why didn't you disclose your relationship with the property owner?
Van Meter: Stephen Flores? That's not a relationship. That's... That's just a guy I used to know.
Severide: Okay, well, you look pretty cozy in a photo that I saw from a few years ago.
Van Meter: My high school reunion? That's what they're basing this on? Severide, that insurance investigator is wrong about the accelerant. The charring she noted was due to an isoparaffinic hydrocarbon from a can of charcoal lighter fluid that likely got crushed under a firefighter's boot in zero visibility. The fire preceded that spill. The real cause was a high-voltage short in a faulty EV charger.
Severide: The evidence you just mentioned, it's not here.
Van Meter: Sure it is.
Severide: It's not!
Van Meter: Well, then it got lost! I don't get it... After all we've been through... After all the trust that I've put in you? You can't reciprocate? You just take their word for it that I'm covering up for an old friend? Let me tell you something, Severide. Stephen Flores isn't one-tenth the friend that I thought you were.
Severide: Van Meter, why did you handle the investigation yourself?
Van Meter: I expected a lot more from you.
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Loft
Severide: Yeah, all right... Thanks. Yeah, I... I got... I got you next time.
Kidd: You gonna get ready?
Severide: Rice from first shift is gonna pull a double and cover me. I gotta meet up with that investigator and try and put this Van Meter thing to bed.
Kidd: Where'd you land?
Severide: Nowhere, yet. I'm trying to wrap my head around why Van Meter would handle the case like this.
Kidd: I wish I could make it make sense for you... At least you got a cute partner in that insurance investigator.
Severide: Stop.
Kidd: Yeah, I got a look at her.
Severide: Yeah, she's not my partner. We're just working together.
Kidd: Good luck... You got this.
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Evan Hawkins's apartement
Natalie Hawkins: Hi, come in.
Violet: Hey, Natalie. Thanks again for reaching out.
Natalie Hawkins: Of course... Just have a pile of things for you over here... How have you been holding up?
Violet: I've been okay, I guess. How about you and the family?
Natalie Hawkins: We're leaning on each other. He was kind of the one who held us all together, so it's been rough.
Violet: Mm.
Natalie Hawkins: Take one if you want. They're just going to Goodwill.
Violet: Is it weird?
Natalie Hawkins: There's no weird here. It's just trying to get through it however we can.
Violet: I remember this one.
Natalie Hawkins: So this is just what I put together, but feel free to look around and...
Violet: Thanks... Oh, um... I think there are more photos on there. Um, by any chance, is it okay if I borrow it? I can download them and get it right back to you.
Natalie Hawkins: Oh, keep it, please.
Violet: Wow... Thank you... For all of this.
Natalie Hawkins: Sure.
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CFD: archive
Melissa Keating: Lieutenant.
Severide: Hey. This is Melissa Keating with the insurance company.
Melissa Keating: What are we doing here?
Severide: The Flores fire came at a busy time for OFI. They were in the middle of a dozen other cases. That would've left them shorthanded.
Melissa Keating: Giving Van Meter the justification he needed to personally handle the case.
Severide: Exactly... He could claim that he didn't have the luxury of recusing himself.
Melissa Keating: What about this alleged missing evidence?
Severide: Well, that's why we're here. If OFI were overwhelmed, Van Meter could say that the evidence was misplaced. So I figure we take a look at the active cases at the time... Cover our bases.
Melissa Keating: So we're going on a treasure hunt?
Severide: If that EV charger evidence doesn't show up, I'll recommend Pearce press charges against Van Meter.
Melissa Keating: Okay. I'm on board.
Omar: Do what you gotta do.
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Firehouse: common room
Kidd: What the hell is this? Where are my cleaning supplies? Gallo, you grabbed the wrong box at Molly's.
Gallo: I'm... I'm sorry, Lieutenant.
Kidd: Are we supposed to spray the house down with mezcal and bourbon?
Ritter: Yeah, uh, this is about to get dire. We have maybe three sprays of glass cleaner left.
Gallo: We could go on a Costco run.
Kidd: We don't have time for that.
Mouch: Mental health break. I'm gonna go process everything that's happened here. My back is killing me.
Carver: Hey, we got this. I'm not going anywhere... Last man out, remember?
Gallo: And I'm the suck-up?
Gallo: We can improvise our own cleaning spray. All it takes is vinegar and baking soda.
Ritter: Both of which we have.
Kidd: Okay, we're killing it. All right! Let's go, team. Do it.
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CFD: archive
Melissa Keating: I got nothing. You? The son of a bitch really did it. He just invented a cause out of whole cloth and thought he could get away with it. What are you looking for? We already checked all the concurrent investigations. Right? We got all of them?
Omar: That's all of them.
Melissa Keating: Come on, Kelly. We did our due diligence. It's time to drop the hammer on Van Meter.
Severide: We must be missing something... Gotta be more strategic. Something's gotta connect this case to another one from that night.
Melissa Keating: You still think he's innocent... Kelly, come on. We can't find the evidence, because it was never here.
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Firehouse: bunk room
Brett: Still haven't opened it?
Violet: No. I remember he has a bunch of photos of us on here, though.
Brett: I know it's a lot of memories, but they're good ones... Aw.
Violet: Brett...
Brett: You can do this.
Violet: It's not that. There's another reason I asked for Evan's laptop. Remember how I told you Evan used to record memos of everything?
Brett: Yeah?
Violet: EJ. That has to be Emma, right?
Brett: Oh, my God.
Violet: Okay.
Hawkins: I'm recording this after a run-in with Emma Jacobs outside the CFD offices. She was waiting for me. She threatened to expose my relationship with Violet, said I had two choices: I could either transfer Violet to another house and give her the spot at 51, or she'd file false reports saying Violet's negligence almost got someone killed.
Brett: Violet, this is exactly what the Internal Affairs chief asked for. It's the one thing that could bring her down.
Violet: I know. We have it.
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Outside the firehouse
Boden: Lookin' good, people... Here he is. Let's show DC Watts he had the wrong idea about Firehouse 51.
Herrmann: Now it's Schafer? After we busted our humps getting this place in order...
Boden: Kylie. I need that bottle of scotch, stat.
Kylie: But you told me to get rid of it. I'm sorry, Chief, but you said that...
Boden: We are toast.
Kidd: Gallo's screwup. Chief, I got this. Kylie, in my trunk, there is a box of liquor from Molly's. There's gotta be a bottle of scotch in there somewhere... Go.
Boden: Deputy Commissioner Schafer, welcome to Firehouse 51.
Schafer: Look at this fine group... Makes me proud to be a member of the CFD.
Herrmann: Are you stealing liquor from Molly's?
Kidd: Shh.
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CFD: Van Meter's office
Van Meter: How goes the witch hunt?
Severide: It's faulty wiring from the EV charger that started the condominium fire.
Van Meter: Where was it?
Melissa Keating: What is CEVIA anyway?
Van Meter: It's an electric vehicle reseller on the Mag Mile. They suffered a small fire around the same time as the Flores condominium blaze.
Severide: Well, someone thought the EV charger evidence was related to CEVIA, so they tossed it in here.
Melissa Keating: You need a better filing system, Captain. It's a wonder you close any cases at all. That evidence could've been lost forever. You got lucky, though. He never lost faith in you... I'm sure we'll all cross paths again.
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CFD: Frank Silva's office
Frank Silva: Come on in, Chief.
Boden: Thank you.
Hawkins: I'm recording this after a run-in with Emma Jacobs outside the CFD offices. She was waiting for me. She threatened to expose my relationship with Violet, said I had two choices: I could either transfer Violet to another house and give her the spot at 51 or she'd file false reports saying Violet's negligence almost got someone killed.
Boden: Thanks for listening.
Violet: Now you'll never forget Evan Hawkins, either, because he is the man who just ended your career.
Emma Jacobs: I...
Frank Silva: Emma, can I see you in my office?
Emma Jacobs: Mm-hmm.
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Martin Pearce's office
Martin Pearce: You were right about Van Meter from the jump. What made you so sure?
Severide: You know how you always gave my old man props for making a good investigator out of me? Uh, Benny might have been a great arson chief, but he was no teacher. He was nothing but critical and judgmental of me at every turn... Van Meter taught me most of what I know about fire investigation. He guided me, put his trust in me, showed me nothing but respect... I just wanted to show him some back.
Martin Pearce: Fair enough. Thanks for your help.
Severide: We're even?
Martin Pearce: We're even. Nice work... You know, Kelly... Your dad was a lot of things... Some good, some bad... But in the end, he was just a man... At a certain point, you gotta stop measuring yourself and everyone else against him.
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Gallagher's practice
Herrmann: I'm telling you Max needs to shower more.
Cindy Herrmann: He showers after every practice.
Herrmann: Then what's that rash on his neck that I saw this morning, hmm?
Cindy Herrmann: Those are hickeys, Christopher.
Herrmann: What?
Cindy Herrmann: He was out with Lana last night.
Herrmann: That... That's horrifying. Wait, so they're just out there just mauling each other?
Cindy Herrmann: You might be overreacting a bit.
Herrmann: Hey, how's it going, Doctor?
Gallagher: We took a look at all the scans, and unfortunately, it's pretty clear that what we have here is lung cancer.
Herrmann: Yeah... You... You gotta go check that again. Go. I mean, that can't be right, 'cause, uh, Cindy here... Uh, Cindy's never smoked a cigarette in her life, and I'm a firefighter. I go into smoke and chemicals all day, but I'm the one who's supposed to get lung cancer, not her.
Gallagher: I'm afraid it doesn't always work that way.
Cindy Herrmann: What does it mean? What do we do next?
Herrmann: Hey. You... You... You... Are you sure about this? 'Cause it doesn't sound like you're sure. I mean, you said, "Pretty clear." That doesn't sound sure, so...
Gallagher: I'm sure, Mr. Herrmann... I'd like to schedule a surgery for her as soon as possible.
