Épisode Appelez-moi McHolland S12E02 - Chicago Fire Saison 12

Firehouse: garage

Kidd: You do know you're an hour early, right?

Mouch: Yeah. I was hoping to get this set up before morning briefing. You wouldn't happen to know what this piece is for?

Kidd: Oh, sorry, Mouch, I got a million calls to make. We lose Ritter to Engine next week... I have zero leads on a replacement.

Mouch: Let me know if I can help.

Kidd: You can. Stay healthy, don't pull anything.

Mouch: It's all about maintaining proper form.

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Firehouse: locker room

Brett: I don't know. We're thinking of taking Herrmann up on his offer.

Violet: You are not having your wedding at Molly's, Brett.

Brett: Mouch and Trudy got married there.

Violet: Great, so it's been done. Moving on.

Brett: I know, but Matt and I discussed it, and we don't want something big and fancy. We want something simple and intimate.

Kidd: Are we talking wedding venues? Did you tell her your idea?

Violet: Do you know about the shark room at the Shedd Aquarium? The photos would be killer.

Brett: And it holds up to 600 guests and has a six-month waiting list and is way over my budget. Sorry, it's just a lot to deal with right now. After everything we've been through, I finally get to marry Matt Casey... And I just... I want it to be perfect. Simple, intimate, and perfect. Shouldn't be too hard to find, right?

Kidd: Not at all! Yeah.

Violet: Seriously, we can do it.

Kidd&Violet: It'll be great.

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Firehouse: Common room

Ritter: Hey. How you feeling? You get some rest off shift?

Herrmann: God! Ritter, what are you doing sneaking up on people like that?

Ritter: I wasn't.

Herrmann: Well, who keeps using all the milk and putting it back in the refrigerator?

Dispatch: Truck 81, Squad 3, person trapped. 1411 East 53rd Street.

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Street

Austin: Help! Help! Help me!

Severide: Raise the aerial. We'll meet you up there.

Kidd: You got it.

Severide: Capp, Tony, grab the rope gear. Cruz, come with me.

Cruz: All right, copy.

Kidd: Mouch, get us in position, top of the sign.

Austin: Hurry! Please!

Kidd: Hey, Carver, you're going up.

Carver: Copy that.

Austin: I'm slipping! Help, please! Someone help me! Help!

Kidd: Hang on!

Austin: Help! Hurry!

Kidd: Let's go.

Austin: Help!

Severide: Hey, buddy, just hang on, okay?

Austin: I can't. I'm slipping.

Severide: Hey, we'll be right there. Just hang on.

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Apartment

Severide: 81's almost ready. I'll go down and secure the kid, take him down the ladder.

Cruz: I can pull you both in.

Severide: I just said we're walking down.

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Street

Austin: Please, someone help me.

Severide: Hang on. I got you.

Austin: Don't let me fall.

Severide: Almost there. Just hold tight... All right, just relax. We're almost there.

Kidd: You're almost there, Mouch. Keep it steady.

Austin: I'm falling! Whoa!

Severide: I got you. Easy. I got you. I got you. Easy. Easy. Relax. Hey. My name's Kelly. What's your name?

Austin: Aus... Austin.

Severide: Austin, what the hell are you doing up here?

Austin: My drone got stuck.

Severide: All right. Hey, look down. You see that? That's our way down... Okay, Mouch, we're coming down.

Carver: He's secure. You can unclip. Turn around slow. Take your time.

Austin: Wait, the drone, it's my dad's. Please, he doesn't know I took it.

Severide: Hey, hey, let's get you down first, all right?

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Apartment

Cruz: Hey, guys, I'm going out. Anchor me.

Capp: You got it.

Cruz: Good?

Tony: Tight.

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Street

Carver: Go slow.

Cruz: It's good... All right, Capp, I got it! Pull me in.

Carver: We'll take you up there, get you checked out.

Kidd: There he is. All right?

Carver: You okay?

Cruz: Hey. I'm sure your dad wouldn't want you getting hurt over this thing. Next time, get his permission.

Austin: I will.

Kidd: All right, 81, let's pack it up.

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Firehouse: hallway

Kidd: I know Squad gets all the glory on calls like this, but that was some damn fine aerial work, Mouch.

Carver: Seriously. You put it right under their feet on the first try.

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Firehouse: common room

Violet: Oh, sorry, Mouch... I'm in your spot.

Mouch: Uh, you know what, Violet? It's all yours. My days of returning from a call and plopping down on the couch are over... I am officially relinquishing my hold on this spot. When I had my heart attack, the first time flatlining, I vowed to change, to get off the couch, exercise more. But a shift or two later, I fell right back into old habits, living up to my nickname, "half man, half couch."

Violet: That's what Mouch means?

Ritter: What'd you think it meant?

Violet: I don't know, it was always just his name.

Kidd: Come on, Mouch. That is your spot.

Carver: It'd be strange not seeing you there.

Mouch: Which is precisely the problem. Did you know there is a direct correlation between time spent sitting and risk of early mortality? I have to make a change, and that starts here by saying farewell to this pillow and the name that goes with it. I will no longer be going by Mouch. From now on, call me McHolland.

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Firehouse: garage

Carver: Hey, no. That's great news, man. I'm... I'm glad it all worked out. Let's grab a drink soon and celebrate. Mm-hmm. Damn.

Violet: You seem really happy for whoever that was.

Carver: It's a buddy of mine whose company was taken out of service. I was gonna mention him to Kidd, but he already landed somewhere.

Violet: Ow! Ow, damn it!

Carver: You okay?

Violet: Yes, I'm good. I'm good.

Carver: Can I help? My toolbox is right outside my truck.

Violet: No, no, I'm good.

Carver: Are you sure about that?

Violet: You were distracting me.

Carver: Oh, right, I remember now. This is where you refuse my help, end up making things worse, come back to me begging.

Violet: Okay, that was an electrical project, and I don't mess with open currents. But replacing a broken lock, that I can handle.

Carver: Mm-hmm. I'll stay close just in case.

Violet: It won't be necessary.

Carver: Just yell out my name.

Violet: Will not happen.

Carver: Mm-hmm.

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Firehouse: garage

Severide: You seem pretty relaxed for a guy who almost died getting a kid's toy.

Cruz: Yeah, I heard him begging for it, and I figured I was right there.

Severide: Oh, yeah?

Cruz: Yeah. You know, actually, he sounded just like Harvey when he crashed his new bike last week. He thought I was gonna be all mad about some busted spokes when all I cared about was that he wouldn't get hurt.

Severide: Well, if you got hurt or worse, it would have been on me.

Cruz: Oh, I was tied off to Capp the whole time.

Severide: Oh, so you're handing Capp orders too?

Cruz: No, I... Well, yeah, but you had the kid handled.

Severide: Cruz, I didn't order you to get that drone... No more freelancing. That ends now.

Cruz: Hold up. You leave me in charge for three months and now I can't think for myself?

Severide: Cruz! Don't let it happen again.

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Firehouse: Herrmann's quarters

Ritter: Hey, Herrmann... Herrmann... Hello.

Herrmann: Oh, for the love of... Why do you keep doing that?

Ritter: I thought you might be wearing earbuds, but you're not.

Herrmann: I'm online shopping. Cindy has a birthday coming up soon.

Ritter: What's going on with you?

Herrmann: Nothing! I just hate shopping. What, I'm supposed to know my wife's European shoe size?

Ritter: Now, you were right next to that box when it exploded last shift... You can't hear a thing, can you?

Herrmann: My ears are ringing some, it's not a big deal.

Ritter: Herrmann, that explosion was loud enough to do serious damage.

Herrmann: Trust me, I've been around a lot worse.

Ritter: All right, well, that's not a good thing.

Herrmann: Well, I... All right, it's only at certain levels. And when I'm zoning out, all I hear is buzzing. But it'll go away in a few days, I'm sure.

Ritter: Herrmann.

Herrmann: Ritter, I'm fine, all right? Nobody likes a nag.

Ritter: You should see a doctor.

Herrmann: Nobody likes them, either. So unless you wanna help me find some fancy shoes for my wife, you're dismissed.

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Firehouse: locker room

Cruz: You know, Herrmann almost killed a guy for doing that.

Mouch: His loyalty knows no bounds.

Cruz: So this is for real, huh? No more Mouch? You know, Kidd told me you tossed that pillow I gave you.

Mouch: Oh, Joe... That pillow will always hold a very special place in my heart. But there were also some mystery stains that I couldn't explain. It was time... Ah, dang! I knew I should have measured first.

Cruz: Mc... Holl... Mc... McHolland... Am I saying that right?

Mouch: McHolland.

Cruz: I tell ya, nobody's gonna say it like that.

Mouch: Nope.

Cruz: Okay. Why switch it up now? You've gone as Mouch ever since I've known you.

Mouch: I don't want my legacy in the CFD to be a spot on the couch. If I was younger, I might try to make rank. But I'm afraid that ship has sailed. Now it's a matter of pride. I wanna go out knowing I gave everything I have to this job, that I left it all on the table... That's how I wanna be remembered.

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Firehouse: common room

Kidd: And then I'm thinking they'll go from a ladder throw straight into a dummy drag across the entire app floor.

Violet: Ooh, that would kick my ass.

Brett: Yeah, that's kind of intense for a bunch of high school girls, don't you think?

Kidd: I am telling you, this new class of Girls on Fire is next level. Kylie recruited an entire softball team.

Violet: Oh, is Kylie coming by to help out? I miss having her around.

Kidd: You're telling me. I've been trying to convince her to take the open slot on 81, but she is determined to make her own way, so I've gotta respect that.

Violet: Mm-hmm.

Brett: Oh, shoot. Did you guys know the Signature Room closed?

Violet: Yeah, another COVID casualty.

Kidd: Was this a possible wedding venue?

Brett: Matt and I went there on one of our first real dates. Incredible views. It would have been perfect... Simple, intimate, perfect.

Tony: Hey, Brett. My buddy's the head engineer at the LondonHouse. Any interest?

Brett: Oh, wow, yeah. Do you think it's possible this last minute?

Tony: Can't hurt to ask.

Brett: That'd be amazing. Thanks, Tony.

Severide: Hey, Cruz. Texas Hold'em, you want in?

Cruz: No, thank you.

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Firehouse: Boden's office

Boden: Uh-huh. I appreciate you keeping an eye out for us... Yeah, talk soon.

Cruz: Now a good time, Chief?

Boden: Yeah, come on in.

Cruz: I wanna take the lieutenant test... It's time for me to leave 51 and run my own unit.

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Outside the firehouse

Ritter: See you guys at Molly's tonight?

Carver: I'll be there.

Ritter: How about you, Mouch?

Mouch: Uh, game night with the neighbors. Trudy and I are hosting. And it's McHolland now, remember?

Ritter: Right. Sorry. It just feels so formal. McHolland.

Mouch: That's my name, Ritter. That's my real name.

Carver: I should know this, but what does it say on the back of your turnout coat?

Mouch: I put in a request to have that changed too.

Driver: Get out of the street!

Herrmann: Hey! Watch it, you jagoff!

Carver: Wow, that was close.

Mouch: You all right there, Herrmy?

Herrmann: Stupid people, narcissists thinking about themselves. All they ever do is...

Mouch: Anyway, Carver, let me know if you wanna pump some iron off shift. I got these adjustable dumbbells...

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Molly's

Brett: Here you go, Tony, with unlimited refills.

Tony: Thanks, Brett, but you don't have to buy my drinks.

Brett: Oh, it's the least I can do with you giving up your entire night off to help me out. Now, your friend from LondonHouse was very helpful, but I think it might be a little too fancy for us. Any other restaurant connections?

Tony: I got a guy at Bavette's.

Brett: Really?

Tony: Another guy at Sepia.

Brett: Wow. Okay. Anything not Michelin rated?

Violet: Are you two wedding planning without me?

Brett: Yeah. Have a seat. We're just brainstorming venues. You won't believe some of the connections that Tony has.

Violet: Oh, well, any at the aquarium? Because for me, that's still the one to beat.

Tony: I got a cousin who works in facilities.

Brett: Huh! Do you think he might have sway there?

Tony: I can text him.

Brett: Ha!

Violet: Wow. Well, I guess I'll go get a drink since you two seem to have this all handled.

Brett: Okay, great. Now, we picked a date, but invitations haven't gone out, so we can be flexible.

Tony: Okay.

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Herrmann: Hey. I know what you're gonna say, all right? That truck was going way too fast, and then he just blew through that damn stop sign, and you know how crazy that makes me.

Ritter: I'm not saying it's your fault, but did you even hear it coming?

Herrmann: I heard that jerk laying on his horn for half the block after he nearly flattened me. Yeah.

Ritter: You need to see a doctor.

Herrmann: But I'm fine. The older you get, the more you get used to living with stuff like this. I got a crick in my neck that's been around longer than you.

Ritter: I'm serious, Herrmann.

Herrmann: I'm serious too. I don't need some crackpot doctor red flagging me for something that is gonna go away all on its own.

Ritter: Well, what if it doesn't?

Herrmann: Mouch took a bullet. He spent six months in rehab, and he came this close to the CFD doctors almost forcing him into early retirement. They declare me unfit for duty at this point in my career, that could be it for me... And that's not the way that, you know, guys like me and Mouch wanna go out.

Ritter: What if something happens on a call? Or what if the next time, the truck doesn't miss?

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Violet: Well, I can't help Kidd find anyone for Truck, and now Brett is leaning on Tony for help with the wedding. I'm a useless friend.

Carver: Or the fact that you're even trying to help makes you a good friend.

Violet: Mm. Well, I don't have a cousin that works at the Shedd Aquarium.

Carver: If it makes you feel any better, I'm striking out too. I've sent Kidd three people, and not one of them has made it past the phone interview.

Violet: Oh, well, so maybe it's not us. Maybe it's her impossibly high standards.

Carver: Definitely. Mm-hmm.

Violet: Yeah.

Carver: But at least they know when they need help, instead of stubbornly refusing... And you were a good friend to me. I know that much, for sure.

Violet: How so?

Carver: If it wasn't for you going to IAD on my behalf last year when Emma Jacobs was coming after me, I might not have a job.

Violet: Okay, well, that was an old grudge. It wasn't all about you.

Carver: Still... You shut her down and put your own neck on the line. And it meant a lot to me. I won't forget it.

Violet: Oh, I gotta go. I almost forgot, I'm meeting a friend.

Carver: Oh, okay.

Violet: Yeah. Sorry. Anyway, good talk. I'll see you back on shift.

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Kidd: Why don't you take that on down to Cruz?

Severide: Isn't that your job?

Kidd: Come on, he's sitting over there all by himself.

Severide: That's his decision.

Kidd: What's going on with you two? I mean, things seemed pretty tense last shift, and now you're sitting on opposite ends of the bar, avoiding eye contact. So something happened.

Severide: He'll get over it.

Kidd: You sure about that?

Severide: You wanna run my company?

Kidd: Well, if it were one of my guys, I wouldn't let it boil over.

Severide: Mm.

Kidd: But if you think you got a handle on it...

Severide: I do.

Kidd: Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to go take care of a very loyal customer.

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Kidd: This is from Severide.

Cruz: Yeah?

Kidd: Mm-hmm.

Cruz: Nice try, Lieutenant.

Kidd: Okay, fine, this round is on me, but only if you go over there, talk out whatever this is.

Cruz: Talk it out. With Severide?

Kidd: Okay, fine, you are right. We all know he's not great at saying words. But he's also really great about letting things roll off his back. Did something happen on the call with the drone kid?

Cruz: Okay, look... I like to think that I don't have an ego, you know? When it comes to the chain of command, I know where I stand... But I'm tired of feeling disrespected. When he took off to go work with those ATF guys without saying where he was going or when he was coming back, I covered for him, no questions. For three months, I acted up, leading Squad, taking a hit at home... Then he comes back, and he's barking orders and telling me to fall in line like nothing changed, when a lot did... He just wasn't here for it... And I know he left you in the dark, too, so you know what I'm saying... But I bet he at least apologized to you... Well... I'm good.

Kidd: All right. All right.

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Firehouse: Boden's office

Cruz: You wanted to see me, Chief?

Boden: Yeah. I got something for you. In there you will find a schedule for upcoming lieutenant tests, study guide for the exam, and a list of all the current openings at other firehouses. I think 36 will be a good fit, but it'll go fast, most likely before you test up. But we can always revisit your other options.

Cruz: Thank you for this.

Boden: I think you should talk to Kidd about the whole process since she just went through it herself. But before you do... Does Severide know?

Cruz: I plan to tell him soon, before I talk to Kidd or anybody else.

Boden: Good. Then I will leave it for you to handle... You have put in the work. I have no doubts that you are ready, if this is what you want... You will make a great leader... As much as it will hurt to see you go.

Cruz: It's like you said, Chief, change is inevitable... Nothing stays the same forever.

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Firehouse: common room

Carver: Morning, Violet.

Violet: Hey.

Carver: Did I say something wrong at Molly's? 'Cause I thought we were having a nice time, and then you just took off.

Violet: No, I told you, I was late to meeting a friend.

Brett: Is it too early for wedding stuff?

Violet: Never. What's up?

Brett: Tony and I are still working on a venue...

Violet: Okay.

Brett: But we're sticking to the date, which means we're only a few weeks away. So I was just curious, what are you planning for the bachelorette party?

Violet: Whoa, I'm supposed to be planning the bachelorette party?

Brett: Well, yeah, that's the maid of honor's main responsibility.

Violet: I'm... I'm your maid of honor?

Brett: Violet, of course... Did I not ask you? Oh, wow. Oh, no! I've been so overwhelmed with everything, it must have completely slipped my mind. I'm so sorry. Oh, will you do it?

Violet: Yes. Yes, of course. I just assumed you'd already asked somebody else, like maybe Tony.

Brett: What?

Violet: Nothing. I'm... I'm thrilled and honored, and I'm gonna dive right into planning this party for you.

Brett: Well, nothing crazy. Honestly. Feel free to keep it simple, like the wedding.

Violet: Totally. Totally.

Kidd: Yeah, just keep it simple like the wedding and the 30 venues she's turned down so far... Simple, intimate, and perfect. Zero pressure.

Violet: Oh, my God, she would have been fine with Molly's. I just had to open my big mouth.

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Firehouse: garage

Mouch: Easy, Capp, you're gonna break it. And you're not even using a towel?

Capp: Thanks for bringing this in for us, Mouch.

Mouch: It's McHolland.

Capp: Oh, right. You're still doing that, huh?

Mouch: Come on. Look at all the scratches in the paint already. And is that a tear in the seat? Can we not have nice things around here?

Tony: Morning, Mouch.

Mouch: It's McHolland. McHolland! Next person to call me Mouch is gonna get the business end of a pike pole right up...

Boden: Hey, Mouch. I need you to sign the return to duty form.

Mouch: Sure thing, Chief... Don't.

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Firehouse: Herrmann's quarters

Ritter: You're here.

Herrmann: Where else would I be?

Ritter: I don't know. You didn't text me back, so I was worried the doctor might have red flagged you and you hated me and wouldn't want me back on Engine next shift.

Herrmann: Yeah, right. Nah. We're good. I'm just terrible at texting, you know that.

Ritter: You didn't go, did you? Herrmann.

Herrmann: What? I tried! I swear. All right, I... I took what you said to heart, you know, and I called the audio... What's it, the...

Ritter: Audiologist.

Herrmann: Yeah, and I called the next morning, but the only time that they could see me was in two weeks.

Ritter: Okay. Well, maybe you shouldn't be here until you can get checked out.

Herrmann: Yeah. I thought about calling in, honestly, I did. But then I figured, you know, I'll wake up and see how I feel. And you know what? Uh, I think it's getting better already. So, you know, when that appointment rolls around, I might not even need it.

Ritter: You're not just saying that?

Dispatch: Truck 81, Squad 3, Engine 51, Ambo 61, structure fire, 772 West Adams.

Herrmann: All right, all units, here we go. See? I didn't miss a word.

Ritter: It's literally designed to be loud.

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Firehouse: garage

Severide: Squad, let's roll out!

Cruz: Copy that.

Kidd: Hey. You took a lot for granted when you disappeared on us, and right now I would kill to have someone like Cruz on my rig.

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Street

Kidd: Hey. 46, that's Kylie's company. Must have gone inside already... Hey, what's it look like in there?

Gibson: Charlie side's fully involved, rear exit's blocked. We're clearing out some back rooms, but store owners are still missing.

Kidd: What the hell was that?

Gibson: Truck 46, what's your status?

Kylie: Mayday! Mayday! We're trapped! Ceiling collapse, Charlie side.

Kidd: That's Kylie. Kylie, what's your 20? 46 search team, report! We're going in.

Severide: We'll clear Alpha. Squad 3, mask up.

Kidd: Hey, you, Gibson, hey. You stay on my hip. Take us to where you think they might be.

Gibson: You got it, Lieutenant.

Kidd: All right, 81, let's go. RIT team rescue. Ritter, Mouch, you're on the roof. Truck 46 is trapped in there somewhere... Let's go!

Herrmann: All right, 51, let's go. Lead out.

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Store

Severide: Fire department! Call out!

Kidd: Which way?

Gibson: They went D-side!

Kidd: Let's go!

Severide: Hey, fall back! Hey, Stella! You stay on RIT, we'll handle things here.

Kidd: Copy! Hey. Lead the way!

Gibson: This way!

Severide: We need to create a firebreak, get these bikes out of here somehow.

Cruz: Hey, we can drag them out with pike poles.

Severide: Squad 3 to Battalion 22, we need a load of sand from Streets and Sanitation. Let's move.

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Street

Severide: Herrmann! From lithium batteries in here. I repeat, act fast!

Ritter: Herrmann!

Mouch: Herrmann! Whoa, Herrmann! Herrmann!

Herrmann: Yeah.

Mouch: Kill the water. Is your radio on? Lithium batteries are lighting up inside.

Herrmann: Yeah. It must be on the wrong damn channel.

Mouch: You almost steamed half the house.

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Store

Gibson: This is it.

Kidd: Let's get in there!

Carver: Lieutenant! It's jammed from the collapse.

Kidd: Let's go!

Gibson: Wait... It's coming off. Carver, on me.

Carver:Okay.

Gibson: Ready? Pull!

Kidd: Kylie! Kylie!

Kylie: Lieutenant!

Kidd: Hey. Let's get you the hell out of here.

Gibson: Come on. Can you walk?

Kidd: Careful. Careful... Go, go. Stay low.

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Street

Kidd: All clear.

Severide: Hey, Herrmann, you can hit it.

Herrmann: Copy that.

Violet: You'll be fine.

Kylie: Thanks, Gibson.

Kidd: How's our girl doing?

Kylie: Minor smoke inhalation, nothing to worry about. She'll be fine.

Kidd: Hey, Gibson.

Gibson: Lieutenant.

Kidd: Thanks for the assist.

Gibson: I should be thanking you.

Kidd: That was impressive what you did with that door. That was quick thinking. Yeah, you take care of my girl.

Gibson: I don't know, she seemed pretty tough.

Kidd: Yeah, she is.

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Firehouse: Boden's office

Mouch: Are you looking for me, Chief?

Boden: Yeah, take a seat. I received your equipment request form for a new turnout coat with McHolland on it.

Mouch: Or as I indicated in the form, we can restitch the one I have now, which is still in pretty decent shape.

Boden: Any particular reason for the change?

Mouch: Mouch isn't who I am anymore, and I can't expect people to call me by anything else if it's branded on me like some regrettable tattoo of an ex-girlfriend. But listen, I understand with the budget cuts and all that, if it can't happen...

Boden: No, no, no. That's fine, if that's what you want. But, um I think... I think I wanna make something clear... The Mouch I know is a smoke eater who saved a six-year-old girl from that party store fire and then got everyone out before the entire place exploded. And it was Mouch who received the Medal of Valor for his courage that day... Mouch is the one who talked Ritter off of those stairs and brought him here to 51... Mouch is a warrior who took a bullet from a high-caliber rifle and somehow came back even stronger... Now, I could go on and on, but my point is this, the Mouch that I know... Will always be a hero... No matter what name he chooses to go by.

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Molly's

Kidd: Cheers.

Kylie: Mm.

Kidd: I am gonna need another one after hearing your mayday come over the radio.

Kylie: I'm so glad you were there.

Kidd: Me too... But hey, you're the one that saved a guy's life.

Kylie: Well, you're the one that taught me how to buddy breathe in Girls on Fire.

Kidd: I wish you would have taken me up on my offer and come to 51. But that guy Gibson, he seems like a pretty solid wingman.

Kylie: Oh, yeah, he's great. Too bad he's just a floater, though. I think it was his last shift with us.

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Violet: Hey, Tony... I need your help. Brett asked me to plan the bachelorette party as her maid of honor. And so she wants to keep it simple, but it has to feel special. So I need somewhere...

Tony: Simple, intimate, and perfect?

Violet: Exactly.

Tony: Sorry, Vi, I'm all tapped out.

Violet: No, no, no, no, you're not, 'cause I need you and your ridiculous connections. We just need to think outside the box. I don't care if it takes all night. Brett deserves to get exactly what she wants.

Tony: All right.

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Severide: And just to be clear, Capp and Tony are both solid and some of the best in the CFD. But when I had to step away, there was zero question who I was gonna leave in charge... And you were right, you acted up for three months. You did good. Boden said you really took to the role. So if... If I didn't seem thankful, that's on me... Because I was and I am.

Cruz: I appreciate you saying that.

Severide: That being said, I'm back now. And if taking orders from me is going to be a problem, if, you know, you've had your taste of leadership and you can't shake it, I'm not gonna stand in your way if you need to move on.

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Dr. Lerner's practice

Dr. Lerner: Okay. Unfortunately, we've got some bad news here.

Herrmann: Hey, just give it to me, doc.

Dr. Lerner: You failed the auditory test. The good news, however, is that it's within the range that's correctable.

Herrmann: All right. Well, what does that mean? It can be fixed?

Dr. Lerner: With hearing aids, yes.

Herrmann: Hearing aids?

Dr. Lerner: I'd like to fit you with some that are small enough for you to wear to work without interfering.

Herrmann: Well, if they keep me working, that's great.

Dr. Lerner: They will.

Herrmann: Mm-hmm.

Dr. Lerner: For now. But there is a chance that your hearing loss may worsen, and you are right on the edge of CFD requirements. You need to be diligent and report any changes. If your hearing deteriorates and the devices stop helping, you need to call my office immediately. Can you agree to that?