Loft
Kidd: Okay.
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Herrmann's house: kitchen
Max Herrmann: What's wrong with you?
Annabelle Herrmann: What?
Max Herrmann: You're gonna wake up Mom.
Annabelle Herrmann: I'm sorry. It was an accident.
Herrmann: Hey, it's okay, honey.
Annabelle Herrmann: Sorry.
Herrmann: Yeah.
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Firehouse: Boden's office
Boden: So the brass is still on the warpath about the budget. They ordered every firehouse to cut admin spending by 20%, so I need your help. Make some trims, get 51 into compliance.
Kylie: Admin spending? That's all non-firefighting supplies, right?
Boden: Exactly... Office, bathroom, kitchen. Basically if it doesn't come from the CFD Equipment Division, we need to look for ways to save on it. And fair warning, you're gonna get a lot of grumbling on this. You tell anyone that's got a problem to come to me.
Kylie: Oh, I'm sure I can handle it.
Boden: Um... Good luck.
Kylie: Mm-hmm... Good morning, Captain.
Van Meter: Morning... I just wanted to explain in person.
Boden: What, why you took my squad lieutenant out of commission on a day's notice?
Van Meter: Well, to be fair, Severide could have said no. But this is the best arson investigation training program in the world, Wallace, hands down. A last-minute opening like this... It's the opportunity of a lifetime for Severide. And after seeing him hunt down that EV charger evidence last month, well, I couldn't think of a better man to recommend for the spot. I hope you can understand.
Boden: Oh, I understand what's in it for you.
Van Meter: It doesn't mean he's planning a transfer to OFI. And I know it'll be a burden on this house for a while, but the expertise Severide will bring back here to 51 will benefit the whole department.
Boden: You know that's the only reason why I'm going along with this... Okay.
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Firehouse: Common room
Violet: Gallo was talking about that program Severide got into... Very cool.
Brett: Yeah, it is, but I feel for Kidd. Long distance is no fun.
Violet: True. Did you call Dylan yet?
Brett: I was going to, but then I started thinking it might be weird.
Violet: Weird how?
Brett: Well, some people think phone calls are a little aggressive nowadays.
Violet: Ugh, only teenagers think that. Besides, you know how men are. His ego just probably got a little bruised. It'll be good for him.
Brett: Okay, yeah, I'm doing it.
Violet: Hmm.
Brett: Here I go... Oh, voicemail... Hey, Dylan, it's Sylvie. I know it's been a little while, but I was just wondering if maybe you were free sometime this week. I heard they're doing turtle races again at Tin Lizzie.
Dispatch: All units, a structure fire.
Brett: Or we could grab a coffee, maybe. Anyway, call me whenever. Bye.
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Outside the stable
Boden: The fire in the trusses, so we got to move fast. Herrmann.
Herrmann: Yeah, Chief.
Boden: Drop two lines, push deep, and hold it back till we clear everyone from the inside and the horses.
Herrmann: Got it.
Boden: Squad, work back to front. Truck, front to back.
Kidd: Copy that, Chief.
Cruz: Tony, take the rear and take the Charlie side. Capp, you're with me.
Kidd: Recon the Bravo side. Me and Mouch will recon the Delta side.
Carver: Copy.
Boden: Let's go, let's go!
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Stable
Herrmann: Let's go low!
Cruz: Fire Department! Call out! Move! All right, Engine, push forward. Capp, check the stalls.
Capp: Copy that.
Kidd: All right, leapfrog search. Let's go! Fire Department! Call out!
Herrmann: More slack!
Kidd: Trusses are fully involved, Chief.
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Outside the stable
Boden: Copy... You got one more minute.
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Stable
Mouch: Fire Department! Call out!
Leroy Merrill: Help! In here!
Mouch: Anyone else in the building?
Leroy Merrill: Just me and the horses. I got halters on the rest of them.
Mouch: We'll get them. You get out of here. Sir, you gotta go right now... I got him. You get the horse.
Gallo: Okay. Whoa, whoa, what do we do?
Carver: I got an idea.
Gallo: Hey, it's okay. Easy.
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Outside the stable
Boden: Mouch. Any other victims inside?
Mouch: No. One more horse. Carver and Gallo are on it.
Brett: Have a seat here, sir.
Leroy Merrill: Please, please, I have to go back inside.
Brett: His lungs are diminished. I hear stridor. O2's 88 and falling. We're gonna have to tube him.
Violet: All right.
Leroy Merrill: I've been a City Stable Groom for 40 years, never lost a single horse. Hey, hey, my guys are in there getting that last horse out as we speak.
Mouch: You got my word on that. Let's focus on you right now. Come on, come on.
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Stable
Gallo: We're trying to get you out of here. Come on. Carver, where are you at?
Carver: Tuck it behind the halter. Here. Tuck it in, tuck it in. Easy. Easy.
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Outside the stable
Boden: All right, time's up. Everyone out now.
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Stable
Cruz: Let it go!
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Outside the stable
Boden: Now means now, people.
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Stable
Carver: You give him a slap on the ass on my three.
Gallo: Okay.
Carver: One, two, three.
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Outside the stable
Cruz: Mayday, mayday! Gallo's down.
Boden: No one else goes inside! Squad's in there.
Brett: Violet, he'll be okay. They'll get him out.
Cruz: Chief, we got Gallo.
Boden: Copy.
Brett: He's okay, Violet. Come on, let's go.
Violet: Yeah, yeah.
Kidd: You okay, Gallo?
Gallo: Yeah, I'm okay. It's just a small scratch. The horse make it out?
Carver: Everybody made it out.
Boden: Hey, Herrmann, going defensive.
Herrmann: Copy that.
Boden: Nice.
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Firehouse: ambulance
Violet: Hey, I'm gonna go find Gallo.
Brett: Go ahead. I got this.
Dylan: Hey, Sylvie, got your message. Next week is a little crazy, but I have a hockey game tomorrow. You're welcome to come if you want. It's at the Frederick Ice Center, so see you later maybe, or I'll give you a call when things slow down on my end. Bye.
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Firehouse: Locker room
Cruz: And it begins.
Gallo: What?
Cruz: The budget cuts. Have you not tried this new soap yet? Kylie put it in, like, an hour ago. It's like it won't rinse off of your skin.
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Gallo: Hey.
Violet: Are you okay? What happened? Why didn't you go to Med?
Gallo: Oh, it's no big deal. It's just a little...
Violet: Yeah, well, let me see. Move your hand... That is not nothing, Gallo. That is a pretty deep laceration. We're gonna have to keep a close eye on this and make sure it doesn't get infected.
Gallo: Okay... "We"?
Violet: I don't like the looks of this, so I'm gonna go back to Med, and I'm gonna get you some prescription-strength antibiotic.
Gallo: Seriously? Vi, you don't have to do that.
Violet: Stop being a tough guy, okay? I'm doing it.
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Firehouse: common room
Ritter: Hey, Kylie, where are the Red Vines?
Kylie: Oh, yeah, we're not gonna be able to categorize Red Vines as an office expense anymore, unfortunately.
Ritter: But they come from Office Depot.
Kylie: I know. It's a huge bummer. I'm really sorry about that.
Ritter: No, no, it's, uh... It's fine.
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Herrmann: No, it's perfect, yeah, and did you get the email about Annabelle's... Yeah, 9:30... Thank you, Lee Henry. I'm sorry you have to miss class again.
Ritter: Hey, how's the family doing, Herrmann?
Herrmann: Oh, well, you know, Cindy, she's doing as good as can be expected. Chemo is a... It's a bitch, just like they said it would be. But you know her. She's a tough cookie.
Ritter: And how are the rest of you holding up?
Herrmann: Me and the kids? We're doing fine. We're eating like kings, you know, thanks to all the meals Donna and Judy, they keep dropping off.
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Firehouse: entrance
Mouch: Hey, look who it is. I haven't seen her around here in a while.
Kidd: Hey, Seager, I like the new look.
Seager: Thank you.
Kidd: Are you looking for Severide? He's in Alabama.
Seager: I know. Lucky bastard. Look, I was actually hoping to catch you guys before your shift ended. You worked the stable fire yesterday, right?
Kidd: Yeah, all units. Why? What's the urgency?
Seager: There was a death involved.
Mouch: A death?
Seager: Yeah, the stable manager, Leroy Merrill, succumbed to his injuries about an hour ago.
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Firehouse: briefing room
Seager: Apparently the stable was an overflow boarding facility for mounted patrol horses. So as you can imagine, you've got multiple city departments pushing for answers... CPD, City Hall. They're all over us, trying to determine a cause before it hits the news and the animal rights people start screaming about getting rid of the mounted patrol again.
Mouch: So a man died, and all they care about is damage control?
Seager: Yeah, it's a pretty damn cynical approach. Was anyone else on duty when you arrived on scene?
Kidd: No, just the stable manager.
Gallo: Mouch is the one that got him out of there.
Seager: Did he say anything about how the fire might have started?
Mouch: No, he was... What was his name, Leroy?
Seager: Leroy Merrill.
Mouch: Mr. Merrill only had one concern... Getting those horses to safety. He gave his life for it. If... If they try and pin this on him, call it negligence, a man who can't even defend himself...
Carver: Mouch seemed to have a nice connection with the guy.
Seager: So no one saw any obvious cause on the scene?
Carver: Looked like a pretty decent facility... Clean, nothing out of place, horses well cared for.
Seager: You know your way around a stable?
Carver: A little bit, yeah.
Kidd: I'm pretty sure I know where the fire started. I can show you if you want.
Seager: Yeah, that'd be great.
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Firehouse: garage
Violet: Doesn't seem like a brush-off to me. He invited you to his hockey game.
Brett: I don't know if it's a real invitation. He knows I'm not into hockey.
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Firehouse: entrance
Brett: It's just a bunch of guys beating each other senseless and getting their teeth knocked out.
Violet: Well, I'm happy to join if that helps.
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Firehouse: hallway
Brett: Oh, yes, thank you.
Violet: Mm-hmm. Okay, I gotta go find Gallo.
Brett: That's... Very attentive of you. I'm sure Gallo appreciates it.
Violet: Ah, I just wanna make sure he's okay. We'll have fun at the game.
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Firehouse: locker room
Kidd: How you doing there, Mouch?
Mouch: Lieutenant, I'm fine, just a little...
Kidd: The stable manager was a blow, huh?
Mouch: I have to admit, that one got me. I don't even know why exactly. I only exchanged a few words with the guy.
Kidd: Yeah, well, it was a pretty heroic thing he did, staying in there, trying to save those horses.
Mouch: See, that's just it. He wasn't trying to be a hero. He was just doing his damn job, the same job he'd been doing for 40 years. You believe that? He gave his whole adult life to serving the city... And for what?
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Outside the stable
Seager: Hey, you work here?
Gordon Merrill: Uh... No. My uncle does... Or he did.
Seager: We're so sorry for your loss.
Kidd: Your uncle was brave. He put up one hell of a fight trying to save those horses.
Gordon Merrill: Yeah, he loved working here. I'd come help out every now and then. He was teaching me the job... You guys were here?
Kidd: I was.
Gordon Merrill: Thank you for pulling him outta there. Gave him a chance.
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Stable
Seager: I can see why this place went up as fast as it did... Hay, sawdust, manure. Wouldn't take much to get it going.
Kidd: I'm pretty sure the ignition point is over here. It's where they stored the hay.
Seager: Agreed... And looking at these burn patterns, I think we can rule out electrical.
Kidd: Mm... Some kind of heating element.
Seager: I mean, it could be from a space heater.
Kidd: But where's the rest of it?
Seager: Destroyed or maybe just scattered in the chaos. But no question... This is worth looking into.
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Ice staking rink: bleachers
Brett: I mean, Dylan hit that one guy so hard, he left a mark in the wall.
Violet: Man, how about the hat trick? That third goal won them the game.
Brett: Oh, I'm so glad you told me about that. It was fun throwing my hat in... But I mean, that fight Dylan got into with the other team... He took down two guys at least.
Violet: Yeah, he is kind of a brute on the ice.
Brett: He is. He's a brute... Dylan!
Dylan: Good game, Joe... Hey there.
Violet: Hey.
Dylan: Hey, Violet.
Violet: Great game.
Brett: Yeah, it was awesome. Congratulations.
Dylan: Thanks. Thanks for coming, yeah. I appreciated all the... Very loud support.
Brett: Yeah. Uh, Violet taught me how to taxi whistle, so...
Violet: Okay.
Brett: Any chance you want to grab a drink with us? We're gonna head to Molly's.
Dylan: I can't. We're all heading out to celebrate.
Brett: Oh.
Dylan: But I'm really glad you came. Can I give you a call this week?
Brett: Yeah, yeah, that sounds great.
Dylan: Cool. All right, see ya.
Brett: Bye.
Violet: That went well.
Brett: Yeah, it did, huh?
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Molly's
Kidd: Hey, Seager... Whoa, are these the reference photos you were talking about?
Seager: Yep. Now you know why I said I needed an extra set of eyes.
Kidd: Sheesh, never would have thought there were this many space heater brands in the world.
Carver: Space heater?
Kidd: Yeah, we found a heating element at the point of origin, so... What?
Carver: I don't know. A space heater doesn't sound right.
Seager: No?
Carver: Mm-mm.
Seager: Why is that?
Carver: It's not something you'd use at a stable just as a general rule... Way too dangerous.
Seager: Okay, why don't you come down here and tell me how to do my job? Carver, is it?
Carver: Sam.
Seager: Hi, Sam. Wendy. So if that isn't part of a space heater, what is it?
Carver: It's pretty roasted, but that looks to me like an immersion heater. You put it in the horse trough to keep the water from freezing.
Kidd: So it's not part of some bigger device?
Carver: Nope, that's the whole thing.
Seager: So theoretically, if someone took it out of the water and accidentally left it lying in some hay...
Carver: That'd be pretty careless.
Kidd: I'm sorry you had to lug these binders down here for nothing.
Seager: I don't know. I mean, that is still just a working theory. I need to test it out, which means I'm going home and googling immersion heaters into the wee hours.
Kidd: Mm.
Seager: So... Thanks for ruining my night out, Sam.
Carver: Well, I feel bad now, but I'm happy to lend a hand if you want, share the burden.
Seager: Is that a serious offer?
Carver: It's the least I can do. I mean, there's a... There's a bunch of different kinds of these heaters, and I've worked with all of them.
Seager: Okay, then, let's get to work.
Carver: Oh.
Seager: I will keep you posted.
Kidd: Yeah... Great.
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Herrmann's house: bedroom
Herrmann: Hey... Hey, how you doing in there, huh? Hey, hon. I'm coming in, okay? Oh. Come on. Yeah. Hey, when was the last time you drank some water, huh?
Cindy Herrmann: Huh?
Herrmann: All right. Okay, all right. See, you gotta stay hydrated, okay, Cin? It's important.
Cindy Herrmann: I know.
Herrmann: Hey.
Cindy Herrmann: It just hurts.
Herrmann: I know. Okay... We'll get you to the ER, okay? Get some fluids in ya.
Cindy Herrmann: This is... This is exactly what the doctor said was going to happen, Christopher.
Herrmann: Mm.
Cindy Herrmann: It'll be okay... Trust the process... Right?
Herrmann: Yeah, okay, yeah.
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Carver's appartment: bedroom
Seager: Mm, I didn't mean to fall asleep.
Carver: It's okay.
Seager: Yeah, well, it's not my fault I didn't make it home. Maybe if you weren't so distracting...
Carver: I'm sorry.
Seager: And fun.
Carver: Okay, I'm not taking all the blame.
Seager: Mm.
Carver: Hang out as long as you want, but I got to motor. I'm kind of in the doghouse with my lieutenant.
Seager: Oh, yeah, you do not wanna mess with Stella Kidd.
Carver: No way.
Seager: And neither do I.
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Firehouse: common room
Capp: Did you see the sign she put on the laundry detergent? Not for personal use.
Mouch: What is the world coming to?
Cruz: Oh, I'll tell you what it's coming to.
Mouch: Is that...
Cruz: Yeah, Chicago sandpaper.
Capp:The roughest toilet paper known to man.
Cruz: Kylie!
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Firehouse: entrance
Kylie: Uh... What's wrong?
Cruz: Okay, we didn't complain when you got the cheap soap that leaves the film on our skin.
Tony: Or the dollar store cleaning spray. It's got the whole house smelling like a taxicab.
Kylie: I am really sorry.
Capp: Sorry? We need the good toilet paper back. That's all there is to it.
Cruz: And the good soap.
Kylie: Okay, I'm not sorry. You want me to start charging for copies instead? Or we could put time limits on the showers... Well, there's only so many ways to cut the budget, so something's got to give. What's it gonna be?
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Firehouse: dunk room
Violet: You want to cover the whole area. That's the trick. How does that feel?
Gallo: Good, really good.
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Firehouse:garage
Carver: It was good. Good to get to know her.
Kidd: Oh, she's here.
Seager: Hey, there. I identified that immersion heater... Well, me and Carver. I called around, and there's a farm supply store down in Joliet that has one in stock. I'm on my way to pick it up. Want to help me run a test when I get back?
Kidd: I'll be here.
Seager: Great. Be back in a few hours. See ya later.
Carver: Yep... What?
Kidd: Nothing.
Carver: Uh-huh.
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Mouch: Lieutenant, how would you feel about Truck doing an early grocery run?
Kidd: Why, what's going on?
Mouch: Just the betrayal of our most cherished values.
Kidd: Let's take a ride.
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Truck 81
Mouch: Is it just me or is the world getting a little worse every day?
Kidd: I don't know, Mouch. The world's always been a mixed bag in my experience.
Mouch: Maybe I'm just showing my age here, but the way I remember it, people didn't used to be out for themselves all the time. They used to value service.
Kidd: What's up, Gallo?
Gallo: Do we want organic yogurt?
Carver: What's the problem with organic, Gallo?
Gallo: It's a total scam. We don't, right? 50 bucks?
Kidd: Do not spend $50 on yogurt.
Gallo: No, no, here I'm talking about the fancy toilet paper Mouch asked for.
Kidd: Just get whatever's on sale.
Gallo: Copy that.
Mouch: See, this... This is what I'm talking about. We run into burning buildings, for God's sake, hold victims as they take their last breath, and the city's got us scrounging for toilet paper?
Dispatch: Main to Truck 81. We got a person in cardiac distress, 258 Roosevelt Road.
Gallo: We had to leave the groceries.
Kidd: All right.
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Clinic: entrance
Nurse: Patient was in the middle of varicose vein treatment when she started complaining of chest pain, shortness of breath. Heart rate's 120. I think the doctor may have lost the guidewire inside the patient's vein.
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Clinic: exam room
Brett: What's your name, ma'am?
Dora: Dora. Am I having a heart attack?
Brett: Whatever's happening, we're gonna take care of you, okay, Dora?
Violet: Brett.
Brett: You did a venous cut down?
Dr Delara: I was trying to find it. I've never lost hold of the wire before.
Dora: Oh.
Violet: With these symptoms, the wire might have already gotten to her lungs. And if it causes a laceration there...
Brett: It could kill her... Let's remove the catheter and do a pressure wrap on that incision.
Violet: You got it.
Kidd: Is he... Drunk?
Carver: Yeah, for sure.
Kidd: Sir, let's give the medics some space.
Violet: What is it?
Brett: I hear, like, a crunching sound.
Violet: Let's get the stretcher... That crunch means an air pocket in the right ventricle. The wire must have lacerated the pulmonary artery. If the air passes back into the lung, it could kill her instantly. We need to turn her onto her left side... Mouch, Gallo, give us a hand. Let's raise her right arm and elevate her legs with a wedge.
Brett: Hey, Dora, we're gonna have you turn on your left side, and then I'll need you to stay really still, okay?
Kidd: We got you, Dora.
Violet: You have to maintain this position while we get her onto the stretcher very gently. On three. One, two, three.
Dora: Oh!
Dr Delara: Excuse me.
Kidd: Mm.
Dr Delara: I need to get back to... This has put me way behind schedule.
Kidd: Sir, I cannot let you do that.
Dr Delara: Are you out of your mind?
Kidd: Thank you, Officers.
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Firehouse: garage
Brett: Hey, what a nice surprise.
Dylan: Well, I was in the neighborhood, and I thought I'd drop this off.
Brett: My hat. Ah, you didn't have to do that.
Dylan: Mm.
Brett: Well, I had a blast at your game the other night.
Dylan: Yeah.
Brett: And you, wow, as if the magic show wasn't impressive enough.
Dylan: Yeah, well, thanks again for coming.
Brett: Yeah, of course. When's your next game?
Dylan: Tomorrow. It's the finals.
Brett: Oh, well, in that case, I'll be there. I mean, if you want me there. I don't want to mess up your mojo or anything.
Dylan: No, yeah, of course. I'll see you there.
Brett: See you there.
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Firehouse: common room
TV: You'll wanna use a roller for large areas and...
Mouch: She wouldn't dare.
Ritter: What now, Mouch?
Mouch: She downgraded the cable.
Cruz: Is this some sort of sick joke?
Mouch: Look, we're only getting broadcast television, no "Nat Geo," no Golf Channel, no HGTV.
Cruz: The Game Show Network?
Mouch: Gone.
Capp: Oxygen?
Mouch: Gone.
Cruz: Turner Movie Classics?
Kylie: Are you for real right now?
Mouch: We're not monks! We didn't sign up for a life of material deprivation. This is an outrage!
Capp: We can't live like this!
Mouch: You can't do this to us.
Kylie: Well, I did it, so stop acting like children and just deal with it.
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Firehouse: garage
Kidd: This is definitely the same model that was at the scene?
Seager: Yeah, the guy from the farm supply store seemed pretty damn sure about it.
Carver: No dice?
Seager: It's not getting any hotter than this. There's no way this is igniting.
Carver: What if...
Seager: Of course. You insulate the heat source, you get more efficient heat transfer... There you go. I mean, it could have taken a few hours, depending on temperature, humidity that night, but I'd say we got our ignition source... What?
Carver:I don't know. It's just not sitting right. I mean, the stable manager had decades of experience working with horses... He would have known better.
Kidd: You're absolutely right. He would have known better.
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Herrmann: It's... It's okay, Maxi, all right? Just tell me what's going on, hmm? I-I know it's scary, but the nausea and the dizziness, that's normal. And yeah, so why don't you go make her a nice cup of hot ginger tea, okay? That always seems to help a lot, okay? Yeah, okay, sounds good. I'll check back in with you in a little while, okay?
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Firehouse:cloaksroom
Herrmann: Oh... Oh.
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Stable
Seager: Thanks for coming down. I just have a few questions for you.
Gordon Merrill: Whatever you need.
Kidd: You'd said that you'd come by to help your uncle out every now and then?
Gordon Merrill: Yeah, about once or twice a week.
Seager: What about the day of the fire?
Gordon Merrill: Yeah, in the afternoon for a bit.
Kidd: Well, why don't you walk us through what you did when you were here?
Gordon Merrill: Okay, well, I... I went around and greeted all the horses, just... Just like my uncle does, give them each a knuckle touch, and talk to them a little. It calms them. Anyway, I changed out their water, brought them some hay, and that's about it.
Kidd: Did you take the immersion heater out?
Gordon Merrill: You have to to clean the sides.
Seager: Where'd you put it?
Gordon Merrill: Uh... Somewhere over there.
Seager: And did you put it back in?
Gordon Merrill: Yeah, of course. Why? Is that where the fire started?
Kidd: There any chance that you maybe put a bale of hay on top of the heater by accident and then forgot about it?
Gordon Merrill: No, no way. No, I-I... I know I put it back in... I had to have, I... Oh my God.
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Firehouse: common room
Cruz: Hey, can I help you with something?
Store Manager: You were at Fresh Way earlier, right?
Carver: We were, yeah.
Store Manager: Hang on... It isn't much, but all the shoppers at the store and our staff, we saw you had to run out. So everyone pitched in and got these for you. Oh, and we added a few things to the cart.
Cruz: Oh, will you look at these?
Store Manager: We just wanted to say thanks for everything you guys do for this city.
Mouch: We appreciate it, sir... More than you know.
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Firehouse: Boden's house
Kylie: You wanted to see me?
Boden: Yeah, come on in. So I'm going over the latest cost report, and I have to say, you have done a tremendous job with this budget.
Kylie: Thanks, Chief.
Boden: All of your creative trims, these numbers are exactly where they need to be. So if you want to ease up on the gas now, that's also fine.
Kylie: I don't know, Chief. Now that the admin budget is lean and mean, I was planning to do a deep dive of the equipment requisition process. No offense, but it's a hot mess. Don't worry, Chief. I'll whip it into shape in no time.
Boden: What have I done?
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Firehouse: locker room
Gallo: And how about that doctor? I mean, who gets all lit up to do delicate medical procedures? I can't even be trusted with darts in that condition.
Violet: Yeah.
Gallo: And I can't believe that you knew what that crunching sound was... You saved that lady's life, like, seriously.
Violet: Hmm. Well, we got lucky with the timing... But speaking of saving lives, don't forget your antibiotic cream.
Gallo: It's an ointment, Violet.
Violet: Very good. And you need to keep applying it for two more days, even if it seems like it's completely healed.
Gallo: Yeah, dime sized amount, back and forth motion.
Violet: No, a pea sized amount. You know what? Maybe I should just come over tomorrow and check on it. Everyone knows that day five is critical.
Gallo: Okay.
Violet: And if all's well, we can grab brunch after.
Gallo: Yeah, sure, why not? I mean, that'd be... That'd be great.
Violet: I haven't been to The Highline in a minute, and they've got bottomless mimosas... What's wrong?
Gallo: Um, I can't get brunch with you, Violet.
Violet: Okay, well, if you don't want to, then...
Gallo: No, it's-it's not that I don't want to, because I would actually... I'd love to go.
Violet: So what's wrong?
Gallo: I worry that everything you've been feeling lately isn't really about me.
Violet: You think it's about Evan?
Gallo: Yeah. I'm sorry. Like, I can't imagine how complicated this all must be for you, Violet. But for me, it's not complicated at all. It's like really simple, and it's only about you.
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Ice staking rink
Brett: Congratulations, champ.
Dylan: Ah, it's no big deal.
Brett: Oh, come on, now. The Irving Park Adult Hockey League title is a very big deal.
Dylan: Well, who knew having someone in the stands to show off for would up my game like that?
Brett: I'm so glad it did. You are talking about me, right?
Dylan: I am, yeah.
Brett: Do you want to come over later? We could order Giordano's and watch the game.
Dylan: Can I ask you something?
Brett: Yeah.
Dylan: What changed for you?
Brett: I guess at some point, it occurred to me that trying to force a relationship to be a certain way was... Was kind of dumb. You know, it's like when we intubate a patient, everyone's throat is a slightly different shape. So you have to sort of let the tube go wherever it goes. And if you try and force it, then you can puncture a trachea.
Dylan: Oh.
Brett: I'm sorry. That's a... That's a terrible metaphor... All I'm trying to say is whatever happens, and wherever this goes, I'm game.
Dylan: Okay, then... Me, too.
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Herrmann's house: entrance
Herrmann: Hey... What's going on?
Annabelle Herrmann: Nothing.
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Herrmann's house: kitchen
Herrmann: Hey.
Lee Henry Herrmann: What's up? Is everything okay?
Herrmann: No, you know, everything's not okay. Your mom has cancer, and that... That really... It really, really sucks. And we don't have to pretend that it doesn't, all right? It's okay to talk about it and cry about it. I mean, if you feel like crying. We, uh, we can't keep it bottled up, right? We have to let it out somehow and, um...
Kenny Herrmann: I've been letting it out.
Herrmann: Oh, yeah? How is that?
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Herrmann's house: garage
Herrmann: All right, what do you got for us, Kenny? Huh? What is this?
Lee Henry Herrmann: Oh, man. You still have him?
Max Herrmann:Guess so.
Kenny Herrmann: I call him Cancer Clown.
Herrmann: Oh. That's what I'm talking about, all right? Annabelle, you wanna...
Annabelle Herrmann: Yeah.
Herrmann: Yeah. That's my girl.
Lee Henry Herrmann: That was pretty strong.
Herrmann: Yeah.
Lee Henry Herrmann: Wow. Let's go, Bozo.
Max Herrmann: Let me get a shot.
Lee Henry Herrmann: Let's get him.
Lucas Herrmann: Smack him up.
Lee Henry Herrmann: Take him down.
Herrmann: Make mincemeat out of him, okay?
Lucas Herrmann: All right, get him.
Max Herrmann: Smack him up.
Lee Henry Herrmann: I got him.
