CMED
Dylan: And now with the help of my lovely assistant, I will perform my final trick. But first... Some flowers for the lady.
Brett: Oh.
Dylan: Voilà.
Brett: Thank you.
Dylan: No applause on that one.
Brett: Just get to the grand finale.
Dylan: So for my last trick, I will pull a rabbit out of my magic hat. Thank you. As you can see, nothing up my sleeve. Nothing in the hat. But with a wave of my wand and a tap on the hat, out of nowhere appears a rabbit.
Children: Boo!
Dylan: What? You wanted a live rabbit?
Children: Yes!
Dylan: I don't know if I have a live rabbit on me... Uh, do you? Uh. Oh, you know what? There he is.
Children: Aw!
Dylan: This is Thumper. Everybody say hello.
Children: Hi, Thumper.
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Dylan: Thanks so much for coming out this morning. I know it's barely daylight.
Brett: Well, this isn't even early for me. Plus, it's fun to watch you work.
Dylan: Well, you might think differently after next month's sing-along hour.
Brett: Setting the bar low, smart move.
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Firehouse: Boden's office
Boden: Herrmann.
Herrmann: Hey, Chief. Just putting in some paperwork. I need to request off next shift.
Boden: What, you getting away for the weekend?
Herrmann: Uh, no. Cindy, she's... She's got a scheduled surgery at Med on Thursday.
Boden: Everything all right?
Herrmann: Yeah, no, everything's fine. Just routine.
Boden: Okay. I'll file the paperwork today, put in for a relief officer this afternoon.
Herrmann: Okay, thanks, Chief.
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Firehouse: common room
Gallo: '69 Cubs. Best team of all time.
Cruz: Agreed. Banks, Williams, Jenkins, oh, Ron Santo?
Gallo: Mm.
Cruz: All Hall of Famers.
Carver: Pfft. They didn't even make the postseason.
Capp: 2016, hands down. 103 wins and the World Series.
Gallo: It's not about wins. It's about excitement.
Cruz: Mm-hmm.
Gallo: It's about team unity.
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Kylie: The bunker gear is back from the cleaners, so come and get 'em. If it needs to be replaced or repaired, let me know, and I'll put a request into the commissary.
All: Thank you, Kylie.
Mouch: Last time I got a new jacket, Clinton was still in office.
Ritter: Well, they are designed to be indestructible.
Kidd: Hmm. Here you go. It's a candidate for a replacement. Might be time to put in for a new coat, Lieutenant.
Severide: Not a chance. This is my lucky jacket.
Dispatch: Ambulance 61, Truck 81, wellness check, 331 Lime Oak Drive.
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Street
Kidd: 331 Lime Oak.
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Yard
Kidd: Fire department!
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House: living room
Kidd: Hello? Fire department! Call out! Fire department!
Mouch: Upstairs is clear.
Kidd: All right, let's check the backyard.
Mouch: I don't like the look of that.
Carver: Me neither.
Kidd: Stay alert.
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Backyard
Kidd: Fire department! Anybody here? Hello?
Mouch: Lieutenant!
Kidd: Hey, can you hear me in there?
Mouch: Squad's here.
Severide: Hey, what are we looking at?
Kidd: We got an unconscious victim trapped in some kind of homemade fallout shelter. The door's made out of steel. Bulletproof glass. It's locked from the inside. It seems like the ventilation system isn't up to snuff, so trying to get an air reading now.
Severide: Capp, Tony, grab the tanks. Cruz, let's get ready to spark up the arc air torch.
Cruz: Copy.
Severide: Truck, get ready. Have your irons to pull the door off.
Kidd: Copy.
Sandra: Oh, my God! Oh, my God. Did you find Kevin?
Kidd: Hey, hey, hey. Who are you?
Sandra: I'm his sister. I'm the one that made the 911 call.
Kidd: Okay, hey, when was the last time you talked to him?
Sandra:Two days ago. He was going on and on about the collapse of society. 5G, Russian bots. Oh, my God, he's obsessed. He thinks the world is ending.
Carver: Hey, I'm seeing something around the frame of this door... Could be a tripwire.
Kidd: Okay, hey. Move. We saw some incendiary ingredients in the kitchen. So maybe we should find another way in. We could crack the base plate of that air vent, extricate the victim from the inside out.
Gallo: 16% oxygen, lieutenant.
Severide: Hey, listen, we don't have time to get through the vent. Squad, get ready to hit the door.
Kidd: Hold on. Hey. Hold on. Listen, what if this guy is on a suicide mission?
Severide: I doubt he'd wanna blow up his own bunker.It's probably just a scare tactic. Squad, get in position. Truck, get ready with your Halligans.
Kidd: Kelly, if something explodes, we are all toast here.
Severide: Stella, we don't have time to debate this, okay? Cover your unit.
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Cruz: All right, clear!
Kidd: All right, me and you, Carver... Right here... I got it.
Gallo: Right here.
Kidd: All right. On three. One, two, three.
Cruz: Lieutenant!
Kidd:All good, just a flash bang.
Carver: I got it.
Severide: Hey, Cruz!
Cruz: Yeah?
Severide: Grab the skid. Tony, Capp, man the rope.
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Bunker
Severide: All right, let's go.
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Backyard
Cruz: Skid. Coming down.
Severide: Got it.
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Bunker
Cruz: Okay.
Severide: Tony, on you.
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Backyard
Gallo: Last one. Here we go.
Violet: Pulse is faint.
Brett: All right, breathing's agonal. Let's tube him and get a monitor on him.
Violet: You got it.
Brett: Ambu bag.
Violet: Got it.
Brett: Tube is good.
Violet: Okay, he's bradycardia, but pulse is still good.
Sandra: Oh, thank God. Kev.
Brett: He's not out of the woods. Let's get him to Med.
Severide: Everybody, load up.
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Outside CMED
Brett: Nurse said our victim's oxygen is already up. It's a good sign. Also, I just got a call from the financial oversight office. The audit on the paramedicine program is officially closed.
Violet: Oh, that's great!
Brett: Yeah, CFD brass is pretty eager to wipe their hands clean of Emma Jacobs.
Violet: Me too... Are you wearing glitter?
Brett: Oh, Dylan needed an assistant for his magic act this morning.
Violet: Oh. How's it going?
Brett: Good. Really good. Pretty good.
Violet: Hmm.
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Firehouse: common room
Ritter: Get ready to have your mind blown.
Gallo: Oh.
Kayla: Hey, fam. Hoping to be reunited with a firefighter I met a few weeks ago when the showroom at the Home Trader I work at caught fire for, like, the third time this month.
Gallo: She's cute.
Kayla: I couldn't see his face clearly through the mask, but I could tell he's around my age and handsome. So I'm putting this out to you, TikTok. Help me find my knight in shining armor.
Ritter: Well, didn't you guys respond to a fire at Home Trader a few weeks ago?
Gallo: Yeah, we did.
Ritter: She is talking about you, man.
Gallo: Yeah, I don't know.
Ritter: Well, it isn't Kidd or Mouch. Maybe Carver.
Gallo: He was out that day. We had a floater, Jim Lotta. And that dude's, like, 90.
Ritter: Ah, see? You should DM her.
Capp: I wouldn't. Thirst trap.
Gallo: Capp.
Cruz: Hey, I met Chloe at a fire, and that worked out great for me.
Mouch: Modern day message in a bottle. Reminds me of those Missed Connections they used to run in the "Reader." You remember that, Herrmann? Herrmann!
Herrmann: What? Oh, yeah.
Ritter: What do you have to lose?
Gallo: Okay, why not?
Ritter: Yeah.
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Firehouse: hallway
Kidd: Hey, you got a second?
Severide: Of course.
Kidd: Do you want to talk about what you were seeing on that call that I wasn't?
Severide: What do you mean? It was a good team effort. There's no point in post-gaming it.
Kidd: I just feel like you steamrolled me. You didn't respect my assessment of the risks or the fact that I was the first officer on the scene.
Severide: It was a Special Operations incident, which is why we were called by dispatch. That makes it the squad officer's call.
Kidd: Okay, but you could have been wrong about the door.
Severide: I wasn't. I wasn't. And you kept pushing twice. Had that been any other squad lieutenant, you wouldn't have done that.
Kidd: That is not true.
Severide: Stella.
Kidd: You...
Severide: Stella, I'm done talking about it.
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Firehouse: garage
Cruz: And that, my friends, is why you never bet against a Cruz.
Capp: I still think you were cheating.
Tony: Yeah, there's no such thing as a reverse float.
Severide: Everybody up, we're drilling.
Capp: We just got back from a call.
Cruz: And I haven't finished taking all your money yet.
Severide: North apron, dummy drags. Let's go, now.
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Firehouse: Herrmann's quarters
Herrmann: Ah. Hey, Chief.
Boden: Got that list of relief officers for next shift. Just wanna get your preferences before making the call.
Herrmann: Okay, great. I'll look it... I'll look it over.
Boden: Hey... Everything okay?
Herrmann: Cindy's surgery is... It's cancer... Yeah... Just saying it out loud makes it too real. I haven't... I haven't mentioned it to anybody yet.
Boden: What did the doctors say?
Herrmann: Uh, that... They won't know how serious it is until after the procedure.
Boden: Look, if there is anything you and Cindy need... I'm here for you, brother.
Herrmann: I know... Thanks, Chief... Um, I'll look this over now.
Boden: Yeah.
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Firehouse: locker room
Gallo: Ooh, TikTok girl hit me up. Her name's Kayla. And she wants to meet up tonight.
Ritter: Oh, that's great. What's the plan?
Gallo: I'm thinking something fun, casual.
Violet: What about that indoor mini golf course?
Gallo: Hmm.
Ritter: Or you could do trivia night at Walter's.
Gallo: I suck at trivia. And first dates are all about showing off.
Ritter: Are they?
Gallo: Ooh, there's that bar in Streeterville that does ax throwing... I would rock that.
Ritter: Drinking and throwing sharp tools, what could go wrong?
Gallo: You know, you need to open your mind.
Brett: I wish I could have that attitude about dating.
Violet: What do you mean?
Brett: Mm, just everything fun and casual.
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Firehouse: hallway
Violet: Is it not that with Dylan?
Brett: Well, after his magic act, he texted me and invited me to dinner tonight.
Violet: That's nice, right?
Brett: It's just, we were taking things slow for a while, but now it feels like he wants to speed things up.
Violet: Well, just come clean with him. Tell him you're not looking for anything serious, and that way, there's no misunderstandings.
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Kidd: I'm on at Molly's tonight. I'm gonna head straight to the bar, so I'll be home late.
Severide: I'm gonna stay in. I have paperwork.
Kidd: Good thing we brought both cars.
Mouch: Trouble in paradise?
Carver: Looks like it.
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Herrmann's house: kitchen
Annabelle Herrmann: Mom, Skyler doesn't wanna come over, and I swear it's because Max talks to her every time she's here.
Max Herrmann: That is such a lie. I have a girlfriend.
Annabelle Herrmann: Yeah, we know. It's all you ever talk about.
Max Herrmann: What's this?
Annabelle Herrmann: Thai food.
Cindy Herrmann: Max, don't put your hands all over it.
Max Herrmann: No offense, but this looks disgusting.
Herrmann: Hey, knock it off. Help your mom with the bowls.
Kenny Herrmann: Why do they call it Thai food?
Annabelle Herrmann: Can I make mac and cheese?
Cindy Herrmann: No, you're eating this.
Herrmann: Lee Henry, Luke! Everybody get in here. Sit down... Sit down. All right... We got some stuff to talk about. Um, you know, your mom is going in for a procedure tomorrow at the hospital. And we didn't wanna tell you what for because we did not want you to worry. But we wanted you to know why I'm a little extra stressed.
Cindy Herrmann: I have a tumor in my lung. And the doctors need to remove it to keep it from spreading to other parts of my body.
Lee Henry Herrmann: Tumor? Like cancer?
Cindy Herrmann: Yes. It is cancer. But hopefully, they've caught it early enough, and it's nothing serious.
Kenny Herrmann: What if they didn't?
Luke Herrmann: Jake Logan's dad got pancreatic cancer, and a month later...
Herrmann: Hey. Mom's gonna be okay. All right? Us Herrmanns, we're tough. Yeah? We always pull through, right?
Cindy Herrmann: Oh. Hey... Hey. Hey, I'm going to be okay, sweet boy. Just like Dad said... I promise... Okay?
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Molly's
Cruz: Here you go, Capp.
Capp: Thanks.
Cruz: Oh, man, those drills did a number on my legs.
Tony: My arms are killing me too.
Carver: Severide really put you guys through the wringer. He was in a mood.
Cruz: Yeah, because of that call last shift.
Carver: The one where my lieutenant had a plan for saving the victim without blowing us all to pieces?
Capp: Severide knew what he was doing. We made the save scratch free, and in record time.
Cruz: Mm-hmm.
Carver: Not sure what the point of setting a record is if no one's alive to see it.
Cruz: Uh, I think in this case, the victim would disagree.
Carver: Victim or nut job? Kidd made the right call. They'll tell him what he was capable of.
Tony: Doesn't matter, Carver. It was a Squad scene.
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Ritter: Uh, what's going on with them?
Mouch: Oh, every 11 years or so, Squad and Truck have it out with each other. It's the natural order of things, like a pride of lions vying to be king.
Ritter: How does it end?
Mouch: Well, last time, Casey cooked us corned beef.
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Cruz: Like I said, he was right.
Carver: Yeah, but he couldn't know for sure. That's the point.
Kidd: Hey, knock it off! All right? This is between lieutenants. Okay? The rest of you, just stay out of it.
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Restaurant
Dylan: So did I tell you that the guy who lent me the rabbit is moving away? One trick I had down cold.
Brett: Oh, no. What are you gonna do?
Dylan: You're laughing at my tragedy.
Brett: Oh, no, it's a crisis. I get it.
Dylan: Thing is, I have a neighbor who has chickens in his backyard.
Brett: Oh, so you're gonna pull a chicken out of the hat.
Dylan: When you say it like that, it sounds ridiculous.
Waitress: No rush. I'll take this when you're ready.
Brett: Hmm, hold on. Let's split it.
Dylan: No way. I owe you one for your help at the hospital yesterday.
Brett: No, no, you don't. But thank you... Dylan... I really like hanging out with you.
Dylan: Uh-oh.
Brett: No, no, it's... It's not uh-oh. Um, you're a lot of fun and a really great guy. But the thing is, I'm... Right now, I'm not looking for anything super serious. If it's okay, I'd like to keep things casual.
Dylan: Oh. Yeah, sure. Phew, I thought you were breaking up with me.
Brett: Oh, no. No.
Dylan: We're casual, just having fun.
Brett: Yes.
Dylan: I'm cool with that.
Brett: Good.
Dylan: Great, cool.
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Bar
Gallo: You know, a firefighter actually has a lot of tools at his disposal, not just axes and fire hoses. There's the jaws, there's the chainsaw, the pry bars, Halligans, ropes, and the ladders. And that's just on the truck.
Kayla: Amazing.
Gallo: Yeah, I guess. I don't think a lot about it, but that's the point. Everything's automatic when you're on call.
Kayla: Damn.
Gallo: I've had some practice with the real thing.
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Kayla: I am so glad that you DM'd me. I put it out into the universe, and the universe answered.
Gallo: Totally. Another pilsner?
Kayla: Yes, please.
Gallo: Give me two more.
Kayla: Uh, before we get any further, though, I have an important question to ask you.
Gallo: Shoot.
Kayla: Cubs or a Sox fan?
Gallo: Please... Cubs all the way.
Kayla: Oh, that is such a relief. My dad works in the front office, so he would absolutely kill me if I dated a Sox fan.
Gallo: Your dad works for the Cubs?
Kayla: Yeah. Oh, I almost forgot... You left this at the scene of the fire.
Gallo: Oh.
Kayla: I'm so glad I get to return it to its rightful owner.
Gallo: Right, my glove. Thanks.
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Loft
Severide: You're home early.
Kidd: Yeah, it was a pretty slow night.
Severide: Game's on. Second period's about to start.
Kidd: I cannot stop thinking about what you said last shift at the firehouse.
Severide: Oh, come on, look.
Kidd: Let me finish. You were right. I acted the way that I did on the call because you are my husband. You are not any other lieutenant or firefighter, and only you know what I went through at that RPG incident and how it affected me... And that still didn't seem to matter. So I can't compartmentalize like you do. I can't act like a robot and turn off my emotions and treat you like you were anyone else because you are not anyone else to me. And if that is a problem, then maybe we shouldn't work together. Maybe we should put in for different shifts.
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CMED: pre-op
Elliman: Once we get in there, check out the margins, see what we're dealing with, we'll be able to tell what kind of cancer we have and if it has spread. Then we'll do our best to remove it.
Herrmann: How long is it gonna take?
Elliman: Well, we really won't know until we get a good look. It could be several hours.
Nurse: They're ready for you in the OR, Dr. Elliman.
Elliman: Thank you. Shall we?
Herrmann: Yeah... Hey. I'll help pull my girl.
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CMED: hallway
Cindy Herrmann: Don't forget, Annabelle has her piano lesson tomorrow, and the kids will need money for lunch.
Herrmann: I know, I got Lee Henry on it, all right? Everything in the house is taken care of. I promise you... I will be waiting right here the whole time.
Cindy Herrmann: Try not to worry too much.
Herrmann: Me? No, never... Yeah.
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Firehouse: common room
Gallo: The glove was Mizgorski's from first shift. He probably responded to one of the fires at Kayla's store.
Brett: Why does this place have so many calls?
Gallo: They were having electrical issues. They figured it out now.
Ritter: Well, no harm, no foul. Mizgorski's married, and you and Kayla have a connection. That's what counts.
Gallo: Yes, that's what I thought.
Ritter: Yeah.
Violet: I don't know, after everything that went down between Herrmann's niece and you, do you really wanna start another relationship with a lie?
Ritter: I mean, more of a funny misunderstanding, right?
Violet: You should come clean.
Brett: I took Violet's advice and laid it out honestly for Dylan last night. It actually went really well.
Gallo: Okay, I'll tell her.
Violet: Don't overthink it. Just give her the truth.
Ritter: Hey, I have an idea I wanted to run by you.
Gallo: Yeah.
Ritter: Yeah, come on.
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Firehouse: garage
Mouch: Say what you will about summers in San Francisco, but the coldest winter I ever spent was right here in Chicago, 1985.
Carver: I wasn't even born yet.
Mouch: Temperatures dropped to 27 below. At that degree, it's not the cold that kills you. It's the wind.
Capp: Hey, I'm using that.
Mouch: Okay.
Carver: We're almost done topping off our truck. Can't you wait?
Capp: Sure. Once Truck gets its pike poles off of our side of the ap floor.
Mouch: We have sides of the ap floor now?
Carver: Come on, come on, it's too early to get into that again.
Cruz: Hey, hey, look, no one is getting into anything, okay? It's just a little respect for the space would be appreciated.
Tony: We're just trying to work here.
Carver: And we're not?
Cruz: Oh, 81 has always been the most raggedy rig. Trust me, I know. I used to drive it.
Boden: Enough! Get back to work. Morning briefing is in 15 minutes. Get your attitudes in order... Kylie, please find Lieutenants Kidd and Severide, have them report to my office immediately.
Kylie: On it, Chief.
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Firehouse: Boden's office
Boden: It doesn't give me great pleasure to have the two of you in front of me right now. I have looked the other way as you have worked together while carrying on a relationship in the same firehouse. I'm afraid that whatever's going on between you in your home life has now spilled over into my firehouse. Your units, they're at each other's throats. You need to fix it. I can't and I won't let issues from outside of 51 jeopardize the successful operation of the team that's inside of it... So figure it out! Make it right by the end of shift.
Kidd: Yes, Chief.
Severide: Yes, Chief.
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Firehouse: Severide's quarters
Kidd: We have to talk this out.
Severide: You're right. Let me start... I'm not a robot.
Kidd: I shouldn't have said that.
Severide: Stella, if I drop my guard and let myself worry every time you're in harm's way, I'd fall apart. If you'd seen me at the RPG scene, you'd know I can unravel when it comes to you. That's never happened to me before.
Kidd: Really?
Severide: Really. And if I let my emotions get the best of me when we're on a call together, I'm no good to anybody.
Kidd: Same shift or not, the reality is, we are married. So we are always gonna take a little bit of work home with us and a little bit of home to work. We just have to be better about keeping it between us.
Dispatch: Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 61, person injured, 2550 West...
Severide: 2550, that's the marina. That's Bob and Cheryl's place.
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Truck 81
Gallo: Lieutenant, what is this? Boat storage?
Kidd: Yeah, Severide knows the owners. He's done a lot of work for them over the years.
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Squad 3
Severide: Tony, it's right here.
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Outside the ap floor
Severide: Cruz. Let's go! Let's go!
Kidd: All right, Gallo, with me.
Gallo: Copy.
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Ap floor
Severide: Bob, where are you?
Bob Owens: Over here! Help! Kelly, hurry! It's Cheryl!
Severide: Easy, easy. Easy. Easy. Stay still. Hey, Cheryl. Cheryl, hey. Hey. Hey, Cheryl. Hey, Cheryl. It's Kelly. Look at me. Can you breathe?
Bob Owens: It's my fault... There was a noise like a creaking. I told her to check it out. And the jack, it just gave way.
Severide: It's all right, Bob.
Kidd: Hey, Bob, we're here. We got her. We're gonna get her. Come on.
Severide: Hey, Cheryl.
Kidd: Come on.
Severide: Cheryl, let's get you out.
Gallo: I got it. All right.
Severide: This is a tricky one. The shape of it, overhead anchor would be best, but I don't wanna put too much stress on the trusses.
Kidd: What if we use air bags and cribbing? So we lift, we wedge on the right side, see-saw it up until we can pull her out.
Severide: Yeah, I like it. But she's leaning too far on the port side. We need to stabilize it.
Kidd: Okay.
Severide: Hey, Cruz, can you secure an anchor point on the stern side? I'll take care of the bow. Capp, Tony, bring in two rope bags, stat.
Kidd: Mouch, Carver, I need air bags and cribbing.
Severide: Tony, you're with Cruz. Secure an anchor point. Capp, you're with me. Help me secure an anchor point here.
Kidd: All right... All right... Cribbing.
Gallo: Grab a handful.
Kidd: Mouch. Throw the cribbings on either side... Reel it up. All right.
Severide: Capp, Tony, we wanna rope through the bite loop, secure it, anchor it, stabilize it as we lift. Make sure it doesn't shift.
Capp: Copy.
Tony: Yeah.
Kidd: Mouch, I'm gonna have you on controller. Gallo, Carver, you stay on the left side for wedges and cribbing.
Severide: We're almost set here. Cruz, short this side?
Cruz: Yeah.
Kidd: Cheryl, we got you... Okay, set? Up on blue... Hold.
Carver: Set.
Severide: Up on red... Little more... Hey, hold, hold.
Kidd: Okay, up on blue.
Severide: We're clear!
Kidd: All right, back board.
Violet: Yeah.
Kidd: Give me that C-collar... We're gonna put this C-collar on you, okay?
Cruz: One, two, three. We got you.
Bob Owens: Cheryl, I'm right here, honey.
Kidd: Okay. And lift on three. One, two, three.
Bob Owens: Are you okay? Is she gonna be okay?
Violet: No visible contusions. She has a crush injury.
Brett: Blood pressure's low. Let's get her to Med. You can ride with us.
Kidd: Hey, you did good. You got her out fast.
Severide: That was solid teamwork. Nice work. All right, guys. Squad, Truck, let's gather up our stuff. Let's go.
Kidd: Great work, 81.
Severide: Let's move out. Nice work.
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Firehouse: common room
Mouch: Do I smell...
Cruz: Corned beef.
Gallo: Yup, Casey's recipe.
Cruz: Oh!
Gallo: Ritter promised to keep an eye on it while we were out... To be honest, it was his idea to make it.
Carver: Is there something I'm missing?
Capp: It's a gesture. When Truck screws up, they apologize.
Severide: Capp! Nope.
Capp: It was a joke.
Kidd: It is a meal to be shared by everybody. That's all. Good one too.
Severide: It's the best.
Cruz: I gotta say, Gallo, it smells like you nailed Casey's recipe.
Gallo: Yeah, let's hope it tastes like it. Passing up the rotation, you know what I'm saying?
Kidd: Thank you. Thank you.
Cruz: Cheers.
Gallo: Oh, of course. Eat, guys, eat. I want you eating while it's hot.
Ritter: Try some of them taters.
Tony: Now, you know I need extra, right?
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CMED: waiting room
Herrmann: Chief.
Boden: Told you I'd be here for you if you needed anything... I figured you'd want some company while you wait.
Herrmann: I appreciate it. I don't know what kind of company I'm gonna be. I've been going out of my mind the last three hours, just the stress of it... I... I guess I'm good when I'm doing something, you know, when there's a crisis, you know?
Boden: You are doing something. You're here with your family. I mean, just think about all the times you have been in this waiting room. Five baby deliveries.
Herrmann: Yeah.
Boden: Countless close calls on the job. And you are always the last man to leave your post. I mean, hell, I'm surprised there isn't a section in this area with your damn name on it.
Herrmann: You... Annabelle's, you know, her delivery, Cindy was in labor for 19 hours. I survived on nothing but vending machine Sno Balls and Sanka... I don't know. But, man. Thank you.
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Molly's
Violet: Is there a job for giving out amazing dating advice? Because I'm good at it. I can make a fortune.
Ritter: It does seem like you've outdone yourself this time.
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Kayla: It's so cool to hang out at a firefighter bar. I've never dated a real-life hero before.
Gallo: Yeah, about that, um, I wanna be truthful with you because I recently got out of a thing with my lieutenant's niece, which, initially, I didn't know she was his niece, but...
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Brett: Neon Trees is in town in a couple of weeks. You wanna go?
Dylan: Yeah.
Brett: No pressure.
Dylan: Sylvie, I wasn't honest with you the other night when I said I was fine with just casual dating.
Brett: Oh.
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Violet: Uh-oh.
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Gallo: And it made things really weird for me at work because Herrmann's basically one of my bosses, and he needs to trust me. So I want you to know that even though we really hit it off and the actual firefighter that saved you was married, um, that I'm not the owner of the glove you found on the scene.
Kayla: You slept with your lieutenant's niece?
Gallo: Uh...
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Dylan: Problem is... I really like you. And I was hoping that this was going somewhere.
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Violet: No, no, no, no. Why is he... No. She's going too. Why is she going? What just happened? Okay.
Ritter: Okay.
Violet: No, please stay. Ugh.
Brett: Oh, that was a disaster, Violet.
Gallo: So that went straight to hell. I just blew a lifetime of free Cubs tickets.
Brett: Everything was going fine. Why did I have to make a big deal about casual?
Gallo: Cubs tickets for life.
Brett: Oh, I love you, but you didn't...
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Loft
Severide: Stella? Hey?
Kidd: Hi... Remember how I said we'd always bring a little bit of work home? Well, tonight, it's this... Your lucky coat.
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CMED: waiting room
Herrmann: Hey, this is him... How... How'd it go? Is everything... Everything okay?
Elliman: Cindy's doing well. It'll be a little while before she's out of the sedation. Then you can see her.
Herrmann: Thank God.
Elliman: Why don't you walk with me? We can talk more.
Herrmann: Sure.
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CMED: hallway
Elliman: Unfortunately, we weren't able to get the margins clean.
Herrmann: What do you mean? But you said Cindy's good.
Elliman: She made it through the surgery well, but we weren't able to get all the cancer out. We removed what we could, but we found some in the lymph nodes, too, which means we have a fight ahead of us. Next step, chemotherapy and radiation.
Herrmann: But, um, we promised our kids.
Elliman: Hey, we got a great team here. And we're gonna do everything we can to help Cindy in this fight. Let's stay hopeful, okay?
