Bunny’s apartment
Lindsay: You turned off the alarm on my phone?
Bunny: I let you sleep in.
Lindsay: You tampered with my phone.
Bunny: Everything's a conspiracy with you. "Tampered." You tied one on last night and I let you sleep in. You know, it was really nice, you talking about what's on your mind. But what happened to Nadia is truly terrible, and if you want to talk about it, I am so here for you.
Lindsay: Whatever I said last night, chalk it up to a whiskey neat. This coffee is insane. Did you heat it with a flamethrower?
Bunny: Never complained before.
Lindsay: I guess my tastes have changed since middle school. It's late. I've got to go, but thank you.
Bunny: You're not gonna eat anything? You are tiny.
Lindsay: Maybe next time.
Platt’s office
Burgess: Sergeant, a little help here?
Platt: How's that, Burgess?
Burgess: The palm scanner didn't work. I filled out the thing.
Platt: That is not my concern.
Burgess: Sorry, I can't really see you. Did you say something or…
Platt: No. Call up.
Burgess: Sergeant, I don't call up anymore. I scan in.
Platt: And yet.
Ruzek: Darlin', hey your voice really carries. Um. Hey, so, listen, I know you know the drill up there and everything, but it's your first day. You're gonna love it. Just keep your head down. Do the work. Don't try and draw attention to yourself. He kind of hates that.
Burgess: What, are you afraid to say his name?
Ruzek: No, I'm not afraid to say his name…
Halstead: Multiple shots fired at Lakeshore Sports and Fitness. We gotta go.
Burgess: No. Um, Sarge, do I go upstairs, sir?
Voight: There's nobody shot upstairs.
Burgess: Okay.
Street
Dawson: Responding officer says five victims so far.
Voight: Uh-huh.
Dawson: Last shot fired two minutes ago. Shooters could still be inside.
Voight: How many?
Dawson: No idea. Witness says they're wearing balaclavas and tac gear. SWAT and deputy are en route. Should I initiate a Plan 4?
Voight: Yes. On my authority. And contain this crowd. None of these people can leave. Go! Go!
Halstead: What, now we got a fire alarm?
Building
Ruzek: Clear up top.
Olinsky: CPD. Get outside.
Woman: Oh!
Olinsky: Hey, stay right there.
Burgess: Adam
Ruzek: Chicago PD.
Olinsky: There's three of us and one of you… Let me see your hands.
Ruzek: Stay down.
Atwater: We're clear. They're gone.
Halstead: Antonio, basement's clear. I hope your perimeter's in place.
Dawson: Copy. Three got away. We have one in custody.
Hallway
Voight: Huh… Why don't you guys grab a soda?
Officer: Mm-hmm.
Security agent: There's four shooters.
Olinsky: Mm-hmm.
Security agent: I took a position on the guy behind. I discharged my weapon twice.
Olinsky: All right.
Security agent: He didn't fall. He swung his rifle on me. You ID the guy yet? Is he local?
Olinsky: We're still working on it.
Office
Voight: I'll ask you again. What's your name? I'm gonna ID you. And we'll ID the rest of the shooters. They'll have this wrapped up before the papers come out tomorrow… You got a choice right now. Play it smart. Tell me who they are. The others.
Evan Kozelek: I'm not gonna fall for your cop tricks.
Voight: No tricks here… Who are they? Where did they go? Where are they? Man, what are you trying to prove? Where are they?
Evan Kozelek: If you have to ask, you're already too late.
Crisis room
Dawson: At 8:23 AM, four shooters entered the Lakeshore Sport and Fitness and started killing. We have four confirmed dead males and one female vic in surgery at Chicago Med.
Olinsky: Now we have one shooter in custody. He remains unidentified. Three other shooters are at large.
Dawson: The FBI is looking for a terrorist link. Intelligence will be coordinating the ground game.
The Fusion Unit's tapping area cameras. Air One is scanning rooftops. Who here is CTA? All right, stop all trains out of State and Lake. And I need all buses rerouted… CFD.
Man: Yeah?
Dawson: We need four ambos on standby in case of another incident.
Olinsky: Now, they burned their suits and masks, so we don't know what they look like right now.
Halstead: Patrolman spotted four guys wearing all black park a car two blocks east. Ran the plates, car came back hot. Inside were 400 rounds of M855s, armour piercing.
Dawson: All right, I'll redirect Patrol and set up a grid search. Move fast, move smart. Let's find these guys and keep those ambos empty.
Roman: All right.
Lindsay: Hey.
Burgess: Yeah?
Lindsay: Um do you have an extra shirt in your car? I didn't get a chance to run home.
Burgess: Yeah, sure.
Lindsay: Thanks. Am I the last one to say welcome to Intelligence?
Burgess: The first, actually. Crazy day.
Atwater: What's up, Burgess?
Burgess: Hey.
Mouse’s office
Mouse: I pieced this together. It's the bad guys' route through the club. Now you see how fast they clear that space? They cover every avenue, every point of domination. And they go down the stairs Send everyone running But they don't fire a single shot until this guy gets in their way. Then they don't hesitate. Single shot to the head. Now, let me ask, what's this look like to you? Their formation.
Ruzek: It looks military to me.
Mouse: Yeah. That's where we lose 'em. No eyes on the squash courts.
The Squash Courts
Halstead: These guys, they throw wild shots into one court… Then three hits over here… One, two, three. Three shots, three bodies.
Olinsky: This isn't random.
Interrogation
Nicholas Sutter: I was here on my friend's guest pass. She, um She was one of the ones who you know…
Burgess: She's got the best doctors in the city working on her. She's gonna be fine.
Lindsay: It's okay if you need a minute.
Nicholas Sutter: I'm good.
Lindsay: You were on your way to the locker room.
Nicholas Sutter: When they came up four of them. Sh…She panicked and… And they shot her. Just 'cause she was in the way.
Burgess: We'll need to test you for gunshot residue. It's just a formality.
Witness: And then they came down to my court.
Olinsky: To court five.
Halstead: Directly across from court two?
Witness: That's right. And then he opened the door and he just started shooting. I dove to the ground. When I looked up, I could still see into the other court.
Halstead: Into court two?
Witness: Yes. It was…
Olinsky: Hey, hey.
Witness: It was awful and I just keep seeing it. I I'm sorry… We were supposed to have lunch together.
Halstead: You knew the victims?
Witness: Um, we worked together at Elkarn and Associates. We're a law firm. They were senior partners.
Intelligence office
Voight: Well, what do you got?
Ruzek: Well, we ran the, uh, unknown offender's prints through NCIC. He's not in the system. We thought these guys were Army, but I struck out there, too.
Fisher: Is he on a watch list? You know, Homeland Security? FBI?
Mouse: No, but something weirder popped. See, his prints matched a set lifted from a homicide two days ago in Paoli, Indiana.
Ruzek: The victim's name was Richard Davis. He worked for Lancaster Chemical as an engineer. He was shot point blank. I got a call in to the lead detective.
Fisher: Then today's shooting spree, what's the nexus?
Ruzek: Lancaster Chemical, sir. Engineer worked there, Elkarn and Associates represents them. Four of their partners were killed today.
Mouse: Yeah, three in the squash courts, and one on the stairs.
Ruzek: He was running late. The four lawyers, they were targeted. We just don't know why yet.
Fisher: We still need to identify these killers.
Voight: Well, run them through the Indiana DMV if that's where they came from. You know, snap a picture, try and get a visual match. Maybe we can ID them that way.
Ruzek: Yeah, Mouse can't do facial recognition. Not without official access to the Indiana DMV servers. Not legally anyway.
Fisher: Get it done.
Voight: Let's go.
Cage
Voight: Made a mistake killing that engineer in Indiana. Indiana's got the needle. So here's the last good deal you're gonna get. You tell us where your friends went, we'll try you in Chicago. Spend the rest of your life playing tonk in the yard at Stateville. Otherwise, we ship you back to Indiana, you die strapped to a table… Are there other targets?
Evan Kozelek: You don't know anything, do you?
Voight: I know one thing. You're running out of time.
Parking
Atwater: Gotta meet with the IA tomorrow.
Roman: Yeah? What's your FOP rep say?
Atwater: Very little. Making me real nervous, man. Meantime, I'm getting headhunted by this corporate security gig. I had a good interview.
Roman: Yeah, you don't get to wear the blue, though.
Atwater: Got a feeling somebody in headquarters might be real happy about that.
Roman: Who cares, man? Always going to be some moron with stripes on his sleeve doesn't like the way you work… They were here.
Atwater: We got eyes.
Crisis room
Dawson: Hold on, Atwater. We're searching. How long?
Man: I'm pulling from, like, four different city departments here.
Dawson: All right, we got it. We see you.
Atwater: Okay, scroll back. Was there just a vehicle parked here a few minutes ago?
Dawson: Play that. That's a warning shot. We got him. They're in a Street and Sans truck. This is when is this?
Parking
Man: Three minutes ago. License plate Mary-84307.
Atwater: Oh, damn.
Crisis room
Man: I can check with OEMC, see if there's a GPS.
Dawson: Just find the truck. Atwater? Atwater?
Street
Atwater: It was just here! No, no! Stop that truck! Stop the truck! Give me your keys. Give me the damn keys.
Chase
Roman: 2113 emergency. We pursuit of a blue City of Chicago garbage truck, headed westbound on Madison.
Radio: 2113, copy.
Roman: Use caution. Offenders are armed and extremely dangerous.
Atwater: Freeway.
Roman: Roger. Offenders are headed for the on-ramp to 290 west. We're in pursuit.
Radio: Copy that.
Roman: Wait, cancel that.
Radio: Cancelling.
Garbage truck crashes.
Gunshots
Roman: 2113 emergency. The truck we pursuit, crashed into 224 West Randolph Street. Shots fired. Send us help, squad.
Radio: Copy that. Backup on the way.
Atwater: He's shooting the cameras out. Antonio.
Dawson: Go for Dawson.
Atwater: Cancel the manhunt. We got the shooters, and they're taking hostages.
Roman: Come on. You want to give this up?
Fisher’s office
Lindsay: Five shooting victims. Now five fatalities. The one girl who got in their way died in surgery. Uh, Leanna Palomo, she was 30. Those four were the targets.
Fisher: Lawyers from Elkarn and Associates.
Lindsay: Oh, yeah, I spoke with the managing partner at the firm. All four of them worked on Lancaster Chemical and had contact with the engineer last month. I'll find out why.
Voight: I don't think this is terrorism. This is some kind of corporate revenge. You should alert the FBI.
Fisher: And the motive is what, exactly?
Voight: We don't know, but we'll dig it out.
Fisher: Who knows about this?
Lindsay: So far…
Voight: No one.
Fisher: And no one can until we identify these shooters and get them off the streets. No press, no other units. I'll run interference as long as I can, but I want these killers identified.
Lindsay: Sir, the CEO of Lancaster Chemical is in Chicago today. The company's being acquired. I… I reached out.
Fisher: Find out how their company's wrapped up in this, all right?
Lindsay: And ID the shooters, we're on it.
Voight: Sir.
21 entrance
Lindsay: I don't need you to cover for me.
Voight: I'm not covering. I'm protecting you.
Lindsay: From what?
Voight: Listen, Erin, we're the only ones who know about this Lancaster Chemical connection. No weak links today.
Lindsay: So I'm the weak link.
Voight: You're distracted.
Burgess: Sergeant, something happened at the scene. That's your ride.
Crisis room
Voight: Excuse me.
Owen Kozelek: I have 12 hostages and four automatic rifles. Who am I speaking to?
Voight: This is Sergeant Hank Voight.
Owen Kozelek: Pleased to meet you, Sergeant.
Voight: I'm sure. What do I call you?
Owen Kozelek: You want a name?
Voight: I want to insure every citizen in that building gets out alive. You cooperate and maybe you can join 'em.
Owen Kozelek: You on the roof yet? Two four-man SWAT teams should be in position by now. Lights are still on in here, so I'm guessing you didn't figure out how to cut the power.
Voight: You a cop?
Owen Kozelek: Found a police manual at the library.
Voight: Well, you and your friends walk out of there, I can give you a private tutorial.
Owen Kozelek: We're not walking out of here until we get what we need. We need a CTA bus with blackout windows, $500,000 cash denominated in 20s, and a safe route out of town. You have 30 minutes, Sergeant, or I start killing hostages. And I will kill one for every lie you tell.
Carson Hicks: You Voight?
Voight: Yeah.
Carson Hicks: Carson Hicks, SWAT team leader.
Voight: Hey.
Carson Hicks: You got three shooters in there?
Dawson: That's right. One in custody and three inside.
Carson Hicks: You got two teams on site, two snipers looking for a side way in.
Voight: All right, let's move. No more casualties.
Interview room
Lindsay: Mr. McLelland, Mr. Hastings, thank you for meeting with us. It's a sad day.
Mr. McLelland: Our hearts go out to the Elkarn and Associates family. They lost brilliant minds this morning.
Ruzek: Listen, Mr. McLelland, we're a little confused. Hoping you can help us. Four of your lawyers were killed. Assassinated, really. We tied the very same shooters to the murder of one of your employees at Lancaster Chemical.
Mr. McLelland: I'm sorry, your question is?
Ruzek: Well…
Lindsay: These men were targeted, and we think you know why.
Mr. McLelland: Richard Davis was an engineer at our Paoli facility. He was fired for cause four months…
Ruzek: What was the cause?
Mr. Hastings: As, uh, legal counsel, all I'm prepared to say is that's a confidential matter.
Ruzek: With all due respect, Mr. Hastings, we've got a situa…
Lindsay: Five men tied to your company are dead. See this? Go ahead. Take a look. There's no cameras in here. You can speak freely. Really look at them.
Mr. McLelland: Davis stole trade secrets.
Ruzek: Right. And we know he signed a $2 million settlement with Lancaster Chemical a week before he was murdered. Managing partners found this highly unusual.
Lindsay: Why would you pay off a thief who you just fired?
Ruzek: And what did he steal, exactly?
Mr. Hastings: Officers, this settlement included a non-disclosure agreement.
Lindsay: Do you understand that the men who did this are holding hostages right now? And more people are gonna die. So what is going on? What the hell are you hiding?
Mr. McLelland: This is an emotional day for all of us, but to suggest that my company has anything to do with what's happened…
Mr. Hastings: You've said enough, Mark. If you'll excuse us, we have a meeting across town.
Lindsay: I'm sure you do.
Toilet
Platt: How are you feeling, Detective?
Lindsay: Oh, no complaints.
Platt: Huh. 'Cause I was thinking maybe you should go home.
Lindsay: Because I misbehaved in front of a rich guy?
Platt: Because you look sick. Let me ask you a personal question.
Lindsay: Why?
Platt: Because I feel like it and I outrank you, so just shut up for a second, okay? Who have you talked to? I mean, really talked to since Nadia died?
Lindsay: Well, she didn't die. She was murdered.
Platt: Erin, the guy was unhinged. No one in this building, or anywhere else for that matter, blames you.
Lindsay: Thanks, Sarge. I'll take that under advisement.
Crisis room
Dawson: Their bus is ten minutes out.
Carson Hicks: That's ten minutes off their schedule. Cash? 500 grand?
Voight: We're waiting on HQ. You want to chip in? Hit it. This is Voight.
Owen Kozelek: Time's up.
Voight: We're working on your demands.
Owen Kozelek: I don't believe you.
Voight: Yeah, well, I don't believe you're going to kill anyone. We lying to each other now? That doesn't work.
Owen Kozelek: We don't tell lies.
Voight: Look, I need more time. The CTA is working, but I can't get you what you want by magic. How about you send out a hostage as a sign of good faith?
Owen Kozelek: If I send a hostage out, it'll be with a bullet in the back of her head. You're out of time.
Carson Hicks: That's it, we're going in.
Voight: No. No, hold on. Something ain't right. Something ain't right. Get Halstead on the roof. I'm going in alone.
Street
Voight: Let's go… All right, I got it… Chicago police! This is Sergeant Voight. I'm coming in.
Roof
Carson Hicks: No line of sight to the shooters.
Building
Owen Kozelek: Turn around. Nice and slow.
Voight: Okay, you can lose the hardware. I'm unarmed.
Owen Kozelek: Isn't for you.
Ray Kozelek: He's clean.
Voight: No one's coming in. You have my word.
Owen Kozelek: Yeah? And where's my bus? We don't start trusting each other, none of us are leaving on our feet… All units, stand down.
Roof
Voight: No one moves without my say so.
Halstead: Copy. Be advised, no shot.
Carson Hicks: Ten yards north, we'd have an angle. He'll have to draw them out.
Building
Voight: It's just me. Thought it was time we speak face to face. You said 12 hostages.
Owen Kozelek: They're in the back with a gun on them just like this one.
Voight: Well, what I gotta say, you all gotta hear, including your man in back.
Owen Kozelek: We've heard enough.
Voight: But I don't think you're listening.
Ray Kozelek: We warned you what'd happen if you jerk us around.
Voight: Take a look out there. I got half of CPD begging to come in heavy. Now I can get you what you want, but you gotta help me keep SWAT out of here. Show me the hostages. I gotta make sure no one needs medical attention.
Owen Kozelek: None of them hurt so bad they can't wait a day.
Voight: That's your plan? Hunker down here all night?
Owen Kozelek: Don't worry about our plan.
Voight: I'm not asking. Show me the hostages.
Owen Kozelek: Don't move.
Ray Kozelek: Come on. Over here. On your knees.
Rebecca: Don't kill me!
Owen Kozelek: What's your name?
Rebecca: Don't kill me.
Owen Kozelek: Please answer the question.
Rebecca: Rebecca.
Owen Kozelek: Anyone hurt you, Rebecca? Mistreated you in any way?
Rebecca: No.
Owen Kozelek: What about the others?
Rebecca: Everyone's we're okay.
Owen Kozelek: Get her out of here.
Ray Kozelek: Let's go.
Mouse’s office
Mouse: Hey.
Lindsay: Hey, you guys got something?
Mouse: The facial recognition on our unknown shooter. I finally got a hit off the Indiana DMV. Meet Evan Kozelek, 32, from Paoli, Indiana.
Ruzek: It's a local paper, about a year ago. That's Evan serving as a pallbearer for the funeral of an eight-year-old girl, his niece. She died of lymphoma. Read the next part. It what this is all about. Yeah.
Lindsay: Mouse, patch me in to Voight.
Building
Owen Kozelek: You've seen the hostages. About that bus?
Voight: It's on its way.
Owen Kozelek: Not good enough.
Mouse’s office
Lindsay: Voight, can you hear me?
Building
Voight: I hear you.
Owen Kozelek: Oh, do you? Do you? 'Cause if it don't come soon, my man back there starts shooting.
Mouse’s office
Lindsay: One of the shooters is Owen Kozelek, 44 years old. He's an ex-Marine. The offender in custody is his brother.
Building
Owen Kozelek: How many you think he drops before your jackboots breach my house?
Mouse’s office
Lindsay: Owen lost his daughter last year. Hank, the family blames Lancaster Chemical's test facility for making her sick.
Building
Voight: I understand.
Owen Kozelek: Then what are you still doing here?
Mouse’s office
Lindsay: He called the engineer leading up to his murder.
Building
Voight: This is about your little girl, Owen. That's what this is about, right? We know about Lancaster Chemical. It took us a while to figure it out. Lawyers at the club, engineer in Indiana, but we know.
Owen Kozelek: You don't know a damn thing.
Voight: So help me. What else do I need to know?
Ray Kozelek: Owen, don't listen to him.
Owen Kozelek: First some adults get sick. Then the McKenny boys across town.
Roof
Halstead: I've got a shot.
Owen Kozelek: Next thing I know, I'm burying my eight-year-old girl. Kids don't just die like that.
Building
Voight: Someone had to pay.
Owen Kozelek: Lancaster's been dumping waste for years. It got in the water table. Poisoned a whole town my people been living in since pioneer days.
Voight: Owen, I got a son of my own. I've done things I never should have done to keep him safe. I get it. You got a story to tell. If you walk out now, you got a chance to tell your side.
Owen Kozelek: We're not going anywhere.
Voight: You all going down together?
Owen Kozelek: He knows what he signed up for.
Voight: What about the guy in back? Let's bring him out here. Let's see what he's made of.
Owen Kozelek: Not happening.
Voight: I'm starting to think maybe I'm talking to the wrong guy. I'm starting to think maybe you don't call the…
Owen Kozelek: Shut up!
Gunshot
Crisis room
Dawson: All units, breach, breach, breach!
Building
Gunshots
Ray Kozelek: Aah!
Dawson: Chicago police! It's okay.
Officers: Move, move, move.
Voight: Hey, I thought we were being honest with each other, huh?
Dawson: Hostages are safe. But the last shooter's in the wind.
Voight: No, there never was a third shooter here. They were playing us the whole time. So where the hell is he?
Intelligence office
Lindsay: So, Area Central ID'd our third shooter as Ray Kozelek. He's Evan and Owen's brother. He's got priors for battery, illegally concealing a handgun. Up until today, he was the bad egg.
Ruzek: Owen's a former Marine, served everywhere from Kosovo to Kuwait. We think he probably trained the family for this.
Lindsay: So we got these two in custody. Our last shooter's still out there.
Olinsky: Well, if it's a family affair, let's shake the tree. Maybe another Kozelek falls out.
Mouse: It's a it's a big tree. Look, I pulled the brother's financials, looked into known associates, anyone who would make sense as a co-conspirator. A list of siblings, aunts, uncles, and cousins. I mean, it's a mile long. They're like jackrabbits, the Kozeleks.
Olinsky: Well, get Indiana State Police to account for every one of these folks.
Burgess: Wait. This guy. Nick Sutter. He was there, at the athletic club. We took a statement from him.
Lindsay: He was with the woman who got shot. He was a witness.
Burgess: He was posing as one. I cleared him.
Mouse: Nicholas Sutter is Ray's son. He goes by his stepdad's name. 19 years old, no priors. So his cousin is the little girl who died.
Burgess: I followed protocol. I had him swabbed for gunshot residue. Came back clean. I cannot believe this. I mean, we had him.
Olinsky: So Nick's dad and uncles draw our attention away from the club, while he falls in with the witnesses and slips out.
Burgess: So they aren't finished? They have another target.
Lindsay: We've got to locate McLelland and the legal counsel, Hastings, now.
Olinsky: Hey. Mind if I borrow this?
Ruzek: It's all yours, Al.
Olinsky: All right… Hey. Tuck in your shirt, lose the badge. Come here.
Cage
Olinsky: Ambitious plan. Hiding your nephew in plain sight. Diverting police resources so you could finish the mission… This is the ASA who's gonna handle your case. Show him, Kim.
Burgess: This is it. The files the engineer was gonna give you. This is what you were after, right? Call your nephew. There's nothing for Nick to do now. It's over.
Olinsky: Davis wasn't the enemy. Davis was an employee.
Ray Kozelek: He had enough proof to bury Lancaster. Toxicity studies. Internal communications. He was gonna give it to us. Help us get justice for Ellie.
Burgess: Until they bought his silence for 2 million. You need to help us bring Nick in before anybody else gets hurt. McLelland's on a plane right now. You're never gonna get to him.
Ray Kozelek: Then it doesn't matter. Does it?
Olinsky: Come on, Kim. Let's go.
Burgess: Did you see that?
Olinsky: Yeah.
Burgess: He didn't even flinch. McLelland was never the target. They're going after Hastings.
Olinsky: Mm-hmm.
Hastings’s office
Voight: Our shooter knows how to hide in plain sight. He proved as much this morning. Check stairwells, garages, any place he could be laying low.
Ruzek: Got it.
Voight: All right, the rest of us, we're gonna wait for this maniac to come to us.
Meeting room
Mr. Hastings: And I am excited about this prospect.
Halstead: Chicago PD. Please stay calm. Everyone stay in your seats.
Voight: We need to talk.
Mr. Hastings: Sorry, but this is not the time.
Voight: Five people were murdered today in retaliation for actions you took on behalf of this company. Now they're coming after you. What do you say to that, Hastings?
Mr. Hastings: This is business interference. Let's talk elsewhere.
Voight: Sit your ass down.
Halstead: No one can leave until we ensure safe passage out of the building.
Mr. Hastings: You can't hold these people here.
Halstead: Want to walk out?
Voight: You should borrow my vest.
Hallway
Nicholas Sutter: Not a word.
Lindsay: Okay. I'm gonna put this down. Nick… Hastings deserves to be punished. But this isn't the way.
Nicholas Sutter: You don't think we tried everything else? Profits over people.
Lindsay: And now the whole world is gonna know.
Nicholas Sutter: It's not enough. Hastings has to die.
Lindsay: Sometimes people we love get hurt, and there's nothing we can do about it. It makes you so angry that you'll do anything to push the pain away, right? Except it won't bring your cousin back.
Nicholas Sutter: Ellie was so small. Even before she got sick. She was like my little sister… I was supposed to look out for her.
Lindsay: I know.
Nicholas Sutter: Get back!
Lindsay: Don't. Guys, don't! Don't shoot. Nick, look at me. Nick, look at me. Look at me! Nick. Look at me. I'm not gonna let them shoot you… Okay? This morning, you tested negative for gunshot residue. The only way that happens is if you didn't fire a shot. You're not a murderer.
Nicholas Sutter: You people don't understand. Hastings killed her. Not a company. One person. He covered this up. He killed her!
Lindsay: I know. And we can prove it. The truth is gonna come out. But if you really need to get to Hastings, you're gonna have to shoot me first.
Nicholas Sutter: I'm not afraid.
Lindsay: Then do it already… Then shoot me. Come on. How many people have died already? What's one more, right? Shoot me. Come on, Nick. Do you want to kill somebody that bad? Do you? You want to kill somebody that bad? Then shoot me! Come on! Get it over with, man! Shoot me! Do it! Come on, Nick. Shoot me. Is that what you want? Come on. Shoot me… Come on.
Voight: Erin?
Meeting room
Halstead: Just sign right there. That'll complete your statement.
Mr. Hastings: No problem, Detective. Thanks again for your efforts today. There a press conference in a hour. We're going to announce the closing of the Paoli plant and a memorial fund for those kids. I'd like it if you stood next to me.
Voight: Hm.
Mr. Hastings: Show a united front. Our company, law enforcement, the entire Chicagoland community together.
Voight: The day I stand next to you is the day I walk you into a cell. Until then…
Platt’s office
Platt: You two, nice work today. Keep this up, people might start confusing you for the real police.
Roman: Thanks, Sarge. It was definitely all Kevin.
Platt: Mm. Did Kevin also hijack the squad from the 31st? 'Cause the patrolman beefed to his commander, said you damaged his vehicle.
Atwater: Oh, well, the thing with that, Sarge, is that…
Roman: It was on me. I… I bottomed it out on the median.
Platt: Okay, save it, Braveheart. It was the right call. Besides which, a bunch of snobs over at the 31st. Yeah, they'll get their car back never.
Roman: So am I off the hook?
Platt: Oh, God no. You're gonna hear about it from the commander tomorrow. But, you know, live and learn… So go? Go. Go.
Atwater: Hey, bro, you didn't have to do that. Taking the heat from me, I appreciate it.
Roman: Why not? You're gonna get back upstairs. Don't give 'em any more ammunition to say otherwise.
Platt: Detective?
Lindsay: You wanna give me another lecture on how to grieve, or ?
Platt: No. I'm gonna apologize.
Lindsay: Starting when?
Platt: I just finished.
Lindsay: Go get some rest.
Molly’s
Ruzek: Come on.
Burgess: What are you talking about?
Atwater: All right, now, hold on. Just take this toast…
Burgess: Okay.
Atwater: All right. To you.
Burgess: Oh, Kevin, you don't have to do this.
Roman: Oh, yes, we do.
Atwater: Yeah, yeah.
Ruzek: I believe so.
Atwater: Burgess, I just want to say congratulations on your first day in Intelligence.
Ruzek: Whoo!
Atwater: All right. And that's my speech.
Roman: Great talk, yeah.
Burgess: Yeah.
Ruzek: It was a good one.
Atwater: Oh, okay.
Ruzek: It's a good speech.
Atwater: All right.
Ruzek: I'll drink to it.
Burgess: You'll drink to anything.
Ruzek: Ah, indeed I will.
Burgess: Next round's on me.
Ruzek: Can you grab us a couple beers?
Burgess: Uh, four. Please… Hi.
Ruzek: You were good today.
Burgess: Thank you.
Ruzek: You know?
Burgess: Although I kind of wish today never happened.
Ruzek: Yeah, it was a little intense.
Burgess: No, I mean, um…
Ruzek: Thank you.
Burgess: Now that I got a taste, I can't I can't go back. I want to be upstairs, Adam, permanently.
Ruzek: I know you do, darling. Nobody deserves it more than you. But, you know Kev's gonna get cleared by the board of inquiry, and he's coming back up.
Burgess: Yeah, well They're gonna have to make room for me.
Bar
Bunny: You would not believe what happened this morning.
Lindsay: I woke up hungover at your place, 'cause I'm still trying to wrap my head around it.
Bunny: No. I was at the Jewel on Des Plaines, and this guy comes up to me, arms outstretched, saying, "Remember me?" It's Landon Vanick.
Lindsay: The scrawny kid from down the street?
Bunny: Mm-hmm.
Lindsay: He used to try to pick a fight with me every day after school. He bit me once.
Bunny: Well, he has definitely done some growing up.
Lindsay: Hey, Landon.
Landon: Been a minute.
Lindsay: Yeah, I'd say.
Bunny: Well, I'll let you two get caught up.
Landon: Mind if I sit?
Lindsay’s apartment
Landon: Ow. Ow, you bit me.
Lindsay: Now we're even.
