Restaurant
Halstead: 5021 George, hold us down on a personal at 4800 Hazel.
Radio: 10-4, we're holding you down.
Lindsay: This is silly. You've already met her.
Halstead: But now we're dating, so it's... Hold on, this was your idea.
Lindsay: Yeah, I know. But I was a little drunk and feeling sentimental. We don't need to do this.
Halstead: It's gonna be fine.
Bunny: Okay, there was zero parking on the street and when I went around to the parking lot, it was $20 a day, flat fee.
Lindsay: Okay, Mom. Nobody wants to hear about parking problems, ever.
Halstead: It's good to see you, Bunny.
Bunny: Jay, nice to meet you formally.
Lindsay: So... Jay and I are living together now.
Halstead: I've heard a lot of good things about you.
Bunny: No, you haven't.
Lindsay: Okay. Let's just keep this short and sweet, even if we all have to fake it.
Bunny: Sweetheart, I've been meaning to call you Beca... Jay, would you mind? Could we just have one minute?
Halstead: Sure.
Lindsay: No. What is wrong with you? What do you need? Do you need to borrow money? You can't just come have breakfast with my boyfriend and be nice and leave it at that?
Bunny: We need to talk.
Lindsay: Then talk.
Officer Curtis: Uh... 10-1, 10-1, 2622, shots fired.
Radio: Patrol 2622, you have the air. I need a location.
Bunny: I need to talk.
Officer Curtis: Officer down, my partner's been shot. 650 North State.
Lindsay: We gotta go.
Officer Curtis: Officer shot. Please send help!
Radio: All units stay off the air.
650 North State
Officer Curtis: We have to get him up! I can't move him on my own. I can't... I can't get a pulse!
Halstead: All right, all right, come on, come on! Let's go, let's go.
Lindsay: Where did the shot come from?
Officer Curtis: I don't know!
Halstead: 5021 George, we're on scene of the 10-1. Keep the cars keep coming. We got an active shooter in the area. Notify responding units there's plain clothes at the scene. I need all intersections blocked to Med. Have a supervisor initiate an officer down detail. Come on, buddy. Come on!
Lindsay: It's gotta be a south-facing balcony.
Ruzek: See anything?
Officer 2: Nothing.
Officer Curtis: Stay with me, Anthony! Stay with me!
Building
Olinsky: No, back inside, back inside.
Ruzek: All right, hey, no one leaves this building. Get me some units around back. Have them cover all sides.
Ruzek: All right, go door-to-door. Gather everyone in the lobby. Everyone gets interviewed.
Street
Atwater: Hello, Sarge… Probationary officer that was shot is Anthony O'Sullivan. He was responding to a man in the lobby with a gun. So we're searching the whole complex right now… He was only two months out of the academy, Sarge.
Voight: What's his training officer say?
Atwater: He's on his way to Med right now, but he said he didn't hear or see the shot.
Voight: Well, the original call was a man with a gun. Get me the time and location… And make sure the kid's family is headed over to the hospital.
Atwater: Copy.
Ruzek: Sarge, we need you up here, boss. Eighth floor.
Apartment
Olinsky: Single .223 round. Probably an AR-15… This was an execution.
Building entrance
Voight: Shooter's in the wind. It's unknown how many offenders at this time. Looks like he or they were lying in wait. Only one shot fired.
Emma Crowley: If this is like Dallas, we need to worry about contagion. Sympathizers, copycats. I'll keep details limited.
Voight: We're in contact with CPIC, FBI and Homeland. Running every active threat against police.
Emma Crowley: Hank, I want you running point on this. City-wide.
Voight: Yeah.
Street
Atwater: Forensics and the crime lab are processing the scene right now.
Olinsky: All right.
Ruzek: I'll canvass the alley for personal security cameras and I'll run pods, all right?
Olinsky: Yeah.
Atwater: Yeah, I knew this kid, O. He was in the search warrant class I taught at the academy… He was gonna be good police.
Olinsky: Come on. Gotta keep moving. Come on.
Atwater: Yeah.
Chicago Med
Officer Curtis: We pulled up down the block. Anthony got out of the squad first. I was right behind him.
Lindsay: Okay.
Officer Curtis: I glanced down the street, and then... He dropped.
Halstead: After the shot, did you see any movement?
Officer Curtis: I didn't see.
Lindsay: You didn't see or hear anything?
Officer Curtis: There wasn't anything. There was no gunshot, no muzzle flash. It happened so fast, I didn't see... I was his eyes. I just didn't see.
Halstead: Nothing you could have done would have prevented that. Know that.
Officer Curtis: That's Anthony's parents.
Lindsay: My god. Hey.
Will Halstead: I'm sorry. We did everything we could.
Waiting room
Will Halstead: I'm very sorry.
Mrs O’Sullivan: Ohh. Oh.
Intelligence office
Dawson: Anthony O'Sullivan. He grew up in Sauganash. Still lived there with his parents. He was class commander and graduated first of his class from the academy two months ago. Here, I only pulled our latest and greatest active threats to police.
Atwater: Yeah, we got two white separatists aligned with two anti-government groups.
Halstead: And our top six are bangers who attended a summit last month. Three West Side gangs were in attendance. They vowed to kill police officers for the killing of young black men.
Lindsay: Word on the street is they had snipers on the roof last night.
Ruzek: So patrol still has no suspects. There was no 911 calls for shots fired. So we're thinking that the shooter used, a flash suppressant and a silencer. And most likely was monitoring our radios.
Olinsky: Nothing off ballistics. Bullet doesn't match a gun on file.
Emma Crowley: Your office.
Voight: So start narrowing. Who has access to a gun, who's online spewing hate. And I don't care if that crime scene was licked clean. There's a path that leads straight to that balcony.
Lindsay: Hey, man, um... Uh...
Dawson: Jeremy at the State's Attorney's office has been running his mouth. He said that you're taking a job over there as their lead investigator? Is that true?
Dawson: I did take the job.
Halstead: What?
Dawson: Yeah. Start Monday… I was gonna tell you guys earlier, but... Come on, we got work to do.
Voight’s office
Emma Crowley: Superintendent wants a press conference.
Voight: What happened to limited details?
Emma Crowley: We need to consider Chicago's climate.
Voight: That's exactly what I'm considering. Have you seen the board out there? I got a white cop shot from a rooftop and a half a dozen black males as suspects.
Ruzek: Got a pop off cell towers at the shooting site. Booker Ford. He's on our short list. Associated with the corner hustlers. CPIC's got him pinged for making online threats towards the police. He's got a failure to appear warrant out on him, and his cell hit the tower within two hours of shooting.
Voight: Hit it.
Ruzek: We got it.
Street
Halstead: Ruzek, get the front.
Near the door
Halstead: All right, hit it. Chicago PD! Chicago PD! Police! Go!
Fight
Ruzek: Uhh!
Halstead: Don't move! Get on the ground! On the ground! Don't move. Don't move. You good?
Ruzek: Yeah.
Interview room
Booker Ford: So it's all true. Great and mighty CPD throws me in a black site for resisting arrest. Mm!
Voight: "Gut them pigs and give 'em wings." I like this one. "We need to slit them end to end."
Booker Ford: That's just talk.
Voight: Well, that's not just talk when a cop gets shot.
Booker Ford: I didn't kill any cop.
Voight: Your cell phone puts you right in the area.
Booker Ford: I was out driving this morning. I didn't kill anybody.
Voight: "Going out to slaughter the first pig I see." I watched every video you posted online. You seemed awful sure of yourself. Now it's just talk? Now that it's real, and the blood's dry? What, you gonna just curl up in a little ball? Own up to it.
Booker Ford: If I killed the police, I wouldn't waste a bullet on a kid. I'd go after one of the old-timers. Just like you... Where all our problems really started. Go ahead. Go ahead. Beat another black man who's cuffed. Show me what we both already know.
Atwater: Boss.
Voight: What?
Atwater: We got something.
Hallway
Atwater: So a pod caught the truck leaving the alley right after the shooting. It was the only vehicle to do so within our window.
Intelligence office
Atwater: Next thing we know, this traffic light snaps the truck two miles away.
Ruzek: I ran the plates. It was stolen from an auto park in Downers Grove ten months ago. Tact team found it parked one block north.
Atwater: And they're still sitting on it.
Voight: All right, take it. Bring Jay and Lindsay.
Atwater: All right, Sarge. Anything from Booker yet?
Voight: Take it means go now.
Atwater: Copy.
Street
Mike Sorensen: They don't want cops in this city? That's fine. Let's pull out. Let's pull out. Let them police themselves. See how long that lasts.
Burgess: Right down there. Car's parked at the tail end of a dead end alley. No one's approached.
Halstead: Did you see any movement inside the vehicle?
Burgess: No. Plain clothes walked by. Car looks cold.
Riley: Looks like he ditched it. We almost missed it back there.
Tact Officer: We'll approach with you, just in case he's in there laying low.
Halstead: All right.
Lindsay: Let's go… Chicago PD! Anybody in the car, come out with your hands up.
Halstead: Is that your radio?
Ruzek: I think so, yeah.
Halstead: Wait, wait. Hold up. Something doesn't feel right. Erin, check your radio.
Gunshot
Lindsay: Get down!
Garcia: Riley!
Lindsay: Where did that come from?
Garcia: Riley!
Burgess: We're going! Cover us!
Atwater: Go get your squad! Go get your squad! Go!
Lindsay: Where is he? Where is he?
Gunshot
Halstead: Ten o'clock on the roof!
Gunshots
Burgess: I got her! Go, go, go, go!
Garcia: Hold on! Hold on! Riley, hold on!
Burgess: Cover us! We got you! Come on, come on! Come on! Come on, get us the hell out of here!
Atwater: He's moving!
Ruzek: Garcia, you get on the horn! You call a 10-1 right now! We need backup!
Garcia: Copy that!
Lindsay: Lock down the block!
Halstead: Let's go, let's go.
Lindsay: Go, go!
Roof
Halstead: You're clear.
Atwater: Uh, we got a rope… He rappelled down.
Radio: Need a location.
Halstead: 5021 George, we're on scene of the 10-1. We got an officer inbound with a gunshot wound to the head. Offender believed to be on foot, heading westbound on the rooftops. Roll air one.
Lindsay: Easy. Here.
Chicago Med
Will Halstead: Talk to me!
Burgess: She's been down eight minutes.
Will Halstead: All right, let's get her on the gurney.
Burgess: Will, I can't move my hands.
Will Halstead: All right. I got her.
Burgess: Okay.
Will Halstead: I got her. Let's go, keep moving.
Intelligence office
Halstead: Um, Will... Will says that she, uh, she died before she hit the ground, for whatever the...
Atwater: Okay. So we know area central and patrol shut the whole block down. I know a perimeter search is underway, but every camera in the area was vandalized. The highway was spitting distance.
Voight: Did we get a look at him?
Ruzek: Boss, he kept low. This guy, the way he shot... He was trained.
Halstead: He was military! The truck was a lure! It was bait! We never should have been in the alley. That son of a bitch knew we'd come in hot. We had no cover. He had a remote vantage point. Triangulated us from above. And then we were freaking target practice!
Olinksy: He jammed our frequency.
Ruzek: All the cell phones and the radios, they were all down.
Olinksy: Put a call into OEMC and tech lab. Let me know as soon as you hear.
Dawson: Ballistics are a match. Bullets came from the same gun as the weapon that killed Anthony. Truck's being processed for prints.
Ruzek: It's possible Booker maybe had an accomplice?
Atwater: I mean, that cat might hate the police, but he never left the West Side of Chicago. I checked his financials and his online movements. I mean, his only online fingerprint is Facebook. I just don't see this cat hooking up with an army sniper.
Voight: We hold him for 48, but we go with what we know. There's an active shooter targeting the Chicago Police Department. We got 200 more enemies just like Booker. So we keep narrowing down this board, based on training in military and law enforcement. And we hit every single one.
Lindsay: Hey, I got one. Robert Dean, pinged from the tip line. Two neighbours overheard Dean boasting about the shootings. He's a dishonourable discharge from the naval reserves. He's been jailed twice since. Believes he was set up by the cops. CPIC's had him on watch for six months, and he's on parole for resisting arrest.
Voight: Okay, so we move on him first. Call Crowley. Tell her to go ahead with the press conference.
Families Memorial and Park
Emma Crowley: And today, two Chicago police officers were targeted and murdered. For one reason only: Because they were police officers… Those officers... Will never return home.
21 entrance
Platt: Every day, you risk your lives for this city. For the people you love. For your families, your friends. And for strangers. And for those who resent you… Your job is to still protect them. No threat changes that. You serve. You protect… And you all come home tonight… Dismissed.
Parking
Voight: Okay, bring it in. Listen up! Listen up. Our target is Robert Dean. We're gonna hit him quick and clean… All right, let's do it.
Voight’s office
Olinsky: Place is empty.
Voight: Nobody's home. We got eyes?
Lindsay’s office
Lindsay: Nothing yet.
Halstead: Erin.
Lindsay: Black four door sedan, coming your way.
Voight’s office
Olinsky: That's a positive. That's him… What's he doing?
Voight: He made us. Move!
Chase
Halstead: Do not move! Turn the car off, nice and slow! Now put your hands outside the vehicle. Do it, or we will light you up! Do it now!
Voight: Pop the trunk.
Robert Dean: I hope every cop in this city gets smoked.
Voight: Shut up. Get him in the cage.
21 back entrance
Robert Dean: The average citizen is 60 times more likely to be killed by a cop than a terrorist. Sixty times!
Voight: Yeah?
Robert Dean: Yeah. If you guys are gonna keep on murdering innocent people, and we don't fight back, it's gonna get worse. We'll be living in a police state, if we aren't already. So yeah, sorry. Glad two of your own were killed. Blood needs to spill in a revolution.
Voight: That what you're hoping for? Shot heard 'round the world?
Robert Dean: This is the part you're gonna hate. It wasn't me.
Voight: Your guns are being inventoried and checked as we speak.
Robert Dean: It wasn't me. I keep those guns for defence. And I seen the news. I wasn't anywhere near all that. I had breakfast at Forman's this morning, out with some buddies. All right? Receipt's in my wallet. You can check.
Voight: Yeah. We'll check that.
Ruzek: Yeah.
Voight: It should take about five minutes.
Robert Dean: Yeah, right.
Voight: Your story falls apart, though... I'm come back downstairs… Every fear you ever had about cops is gonna come true.
Robert Dean: Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you?
Voight: You have no idea… Yeah. Oh, I was checking into your... Into your file. I saw a report about six months ago, you had a little altercation at your house. Remember? I think your girlfriend's ex came over. He made threats, knocked you around a little.
Robert Dean: Yeah, well... That's right.
Voight: Who'd you call to clear it up?
Platt’s office
Platt: Yeah, I will. Yeah… Don't even bother. I need you back out.
Mike Sorensen: What? We just left Med.
Platt: Yeah, Mike, I'm aware of your schedule. I need you back out.
Mike Sorensen: No.
Platt: Excuse me?
Mike Sorensen: I'm not going. I wanna talk to somebody from peer support.
Platt: Okay, okay, look. I understand we're all grieving. And we will have time for that. But right now, I need every available officer out there trying to find who killed two of our own.
Mike Sorensen: I said no!
Burgess: Mike! Don't do this now.
Mike Sorensen: No...
Burgess: You don't have to do this right now, okay?
Mike Sorensen: I got 20 years, I'm vested. I will sign my PAR papers, and I will get them to you tomorrow.
Platt: No. No, no, no.
Mike Sorensen: I'm done… I'm sorry, guys… I'd rather be a living beach bum in Tampa than... Than a dead cop in Chicago.
Platt: Anyone else wanna quit? No? Me neither. Let's get back to work.
Intelligence office
Lindsay: My mom.
Ruzek: Sarge. Receipt checks out. Two waitresses confirm Dean was there for two hours. Restaurant's sending over the security footage, but it's looking like he's not our guy.
Voight: Okay. Crime scene?
Lindsay: Still processing it. We're running every pod, sweeping every building and we've got knock-and-talks going for two square miles.
Olinsky: Well, we got another option. It's not gonna lift any spirits.
Halstead: Um, we checked with OEMC. Now, the jammers that were used to interrupt our radios and our cell phones, they're easy enough to buy. But for them to work that well, you gotta know police frequencies.
Olinsky: The shooter was too prepared. You know, SUV was stolen ten months ago. It's methodical. Well-trained. Those two shots weren't easy.
Voight: So you think we trained him.
Halstead: Yeah. We re-tracked all fired employees. Five stood out. There's three that moved out of state. They're accounted for. One's in jail on an assault charge. And then, uh, there's this guy.
Olinsky: Carl Dougherty. Son of...
Voight: Mark Dougherty?
Dawson: A cop?
Voight: Whoa. Mark Dougherty was killed in the line of duty… The night he died at Chicago Med, the line of cops waiting to pay their respects wrapped all the way around the place.
Olinsky: Yeah, he was a solid cop. Even a better man.
Halstead: Well, Carl tried to follow in his dad's footsteps. He was kicked out of the academy after four months for exhibiting erratic behaviour.
Ruzek: Wha... So, what? Then he goes on a killing spree?
Halstead: He filed two complaints with the Department. Last year for wrongful termination. Both went unanswered. CPIC hasn't been tracking him for ten months because he shut down all of his social media. But up until that point, he had been posting vague threats. "They'll pay." "One day they'll pay."
Olinsky: Carl was recently diagnosed with delusional disorder. So we're waiting to get those records now.
Voight: We know where he's hanging his hat?
Olinsky: He's with his mom, Cathy.
Voight: Okay.
Dougherty’s house
Cathy Dougherty: Now I don't understand. Is Carl okay? Is he in trouble?
Lindsay: We need to know where he is, ma'am.
Cathy Dougherty: He wanted to try living alone. Just for a few months. The hospital said it was okay. I found him a cheap rental online with a roommate. Just for a few months.
Halstead: Do you have that address?
Cathy Dougherty: What is going on? Is he really in trouble?
Lindsay: Ma'am, we need his address.
Carl Dougherty’s apartment
Atwater: Chicago PD!
Halstead: Body!
Lindsay: It's the roommate.
Halstead: Clear!
Ruzek: Clear!
Atwater: I gotta get this door.
Lindsay: Get that door.
Halstead: Ready. Go.
Atwater: Yeah.
Halstead: Go, go, go!
Ruzek: This is our cop killer.
Halstead: Oh, man.
Intelligence office
Dawson: Body found is Martin Fuller. He's Carl's roommate. There was a 9mm at close range. M.E. believes he was killed 36 hours ago, before the first officer was shot.
Olinsky: Now, Ruzek said Carl's journals spelled out his plans to the letter. Blueprints, escape routes. He's got everything down in detail.
Dawson: Yeah, except his endgame. It's referred to over a dozen times in his books but never spelled out.
Olinsky: Carl's picture's been sent to the news, and all call messages are out all over the zone. Now we flagged his financials. Bank accounts, credit cards. Guy's gone dark. His phone's off and he hasn't used a single card in the last ten months.
Voight: Well, he knows better. What about family?
Dawson: We've got cars sitting at his mother's house. His aunt's in Edison Park, and his mom's on her way in.
Voight: Thanks for coming in, Dr. Charles.
Daniel Charles: Of course. Look, I know you guys are up against it, so I'm just gonna start talking, okay?
Voight: Please do.
Daniel Charles: Based on Carl's age and previous diagnosis, it appears that he is no longer able to differentiate between illusion and reality. Records indicate that he was diagnosed with a delusional disorder of the persecutory type. Meaning that even though he appears organized, he is functioning under a fixed but false set of beliefs.
Dawson: Based on?
Daniel Charles: That's where it gets a little murky. Most people who suffer from this disorder build a system on a foundation of slights. Right? Some incredibly minor. The guy on the El who took your seat. Some not so small. The company that took your job away. These are all dramatically amplified to this fellow, okay, representing those who have neglected, maligned, even conspired against him, all right? Those who've caused him pain.
Olinsky: Like the Chicago Police Department.
Daniel Charles: His dad, his job. I mean, it's highly possible that this guy thinks that the CPD is responsible for his suffering. How that might play into his delusion is hard to say.
Dawson: He believes killing cops is righteous.
Daniel Charles: It's likely.
Intelligence kitchen
Cathy Dougherty: Mark raised him right. We both did.
Olinsky: I remember Carl when he was a kid. From the FOP picnics.
Cathy Dougherty: All Carl ever wanted to do was make his father proud. He just... He just wasn't built the same.
Voight: Look... I'm sorry you're having to go through this. I mean, I know this is a lot to grasp right now, Cathy. But... The last time you saw Carl... I mean, did he say anything? I mean, anything out of the ordinary? Like a plan. Maybe a person.
Cathy Dougherty: He said he wanted to go home.
Voight: Okay.
Cathy Dougherty: I told him, "Sweetheart, you... You have a home. If you wanna move back, that's fine." He just shook his head and said he wanted to go back home.
Olinsky: How long have you been in your home in Rogers Park?
Cathy Dougherty: Eight years. We moved there after Mark died.
Olinsky: Where did you live prior to that?
Cathy Dougherty: Bridgeport.
Voight: Is that the house Carl grew up in?
Cathy Dougherty: Yes.
Olinsky: We're gonna need that address.
Cathy Dougherty: If you find him and he did this... Please don't kill him… Please.
21 back entrance
Voight: Remember the night we lost Mark Dougherty?
Olinsky: Yeah. Shut down the entire city. Tracked that son of a bitch who shot him all the way to Gary… Got handcuffs on him. Had a confession before the sun came up.
Voight: Yeah, it was good police work… All I remember about that night was the crime scene. Mark Dougherty, two bullets in the head, bleeding out in the gangway.
Olinsky: Yeah.
Voight: It's just like my dad.
Halstead: Hey, Sarge, we're ready to go.
Rogers Park
Carl Dougherty: Hello.
Voight: Is this Carl?
Carl Dougherty: Yes.
Voight: Hey, Carl, this is Hank Voight with the CPD. Are you alone in the house?
Carl Dougherty: No. I have hostages. I will kill them. Please call a hostage situation now.
Voight: All right, I'm gonna do that. But I need you to talk to me first so I know what it is I'm calling in… Can you tell me who's inside? Are they safe?
Carl Dougherty: They're safe now.
Voight: Okay, good. We're gonna keep it that way… Carl, what are we doing here?
Carl Dougherty: You're not a hostage negotiator.
Voight: No, no, I'm not. But... I can help. Look, why don't you tell me what it is you're after?
Carl Dougherty: You're supposed to call in support. I need the dozen cars, the command post, the hostage negotiator.
Voight: Well, that's all coming. I just thought, for right now, let's you and me talk about how we're gonna end this… Carl, I knew your father… He was a good man. Look, if you walk out that door right now, hands raised, I can personally make sure you won't be harmed.
Carl Dougherty: Not harmed? It's too late for that. You've already done too much. I know what you've been doing.
Voight: Carl.
Carl Dougherty: I've seen the news. You just keep going.
Voight: Look, take it easy, Carl.
Carl Dougherty: Where are they? Where are the rest of them? The cops should be here by now… Unless you didn't call them.
Voight: Carl. Carl, you there? Carl, I need you to talk to me.
Carl Dougherty: You all killed him. You killed him. You put a bullet in his chest. And then left. You scattered until there was nothing there anymore. And it keeps going!
Voight: Carl, we can get you help. We can move past all of this.
Carl Dougherty: You're supposed to call in support! I need the dozen cars, the command post, the hostage negotiator.
Lindsay: He's got the whole place rigged with explosives. He's trying to get as many cops here as he can.
Voight: All right, Carl. Let's talk about your father.
Carl Dougherty: You killed him! I know what you're gonna do. This little girl in here, this mother, all the people outside, my family, you're gonna hurt every single one of them. You're a cop! So you can hurt people.
Voight: No, Carl. I didn't become a cop to hurt anyone. The exact opposite… Listen to me… My father was a cop like yours. And he died in the line of duty, like yours. Look that... That can cast a big shadow, believe me… But... What I've done as a cop, and as a man... Is to try to make him proud… You can do that right now, Carl. It is not too late. Just put the gun down and walk out that door. Your dad will be proud of you… Carl… Think of your dad, Carl.
Carl Dougherty: No.
Voight: Carl.
Carl Dougherty: No. You're gonna kill all of them. I can't let you.
Voight: Carl.
Carl Dougherty: I can't. I won't let you.
Voight: Take it.
Gunshot
Halstead: It's okay. It's okay. All right. Let's get you guys out of here. Okay. All right, come on. Let's go… Come on, let's go!
21 locker room
Halstead: Say it ain't so, man.
Dawson: Yeah. It's time for the next chapter.
Halstead: I'm always gonna owe you, man.
Dawson: For what?
Halstead: You brought me into the unit. I just hope I did you proud.
Dawson: I brought you on because you were dating my sister. I thought you were gonna be family. If I knew you were gonna break up with her, I'd have stuck you at the guard shack at headquarters.
Halstead: Timing's everything.
Dawson: Knowing the cop you've become... Knowing that you're here... That made it easy for me to take the investigator's job.
Halstead: Well, I appreciate it, man. Here.
Dawson: Love you, bro.
Halstead: Love you, too. All right, let's go to Molly's.
Dawson: Let's do it.
Molly's
Platt: Oh, nice touch, Christopher.
Christopher Herrmann: Tough day. For all of us.
Voight: Hey.
Burgess: Hey.
Voight: How you holding up?
Burgess: Okay. Thank you.
Voight: I heard your partner... What's his name, Sorensen?
Burgess: Yeah.
Voight: That he turned his badge in.
Burgess: Yeah. He's not here to give his version, so I'm gonna hold off on mine. But yeah, he quit.
Voight: Well, I got a spot open in Intelligence.
Burgess: Yes! I hope that's where you were going with that.
Voight: I'll see you upstairs Monday morning.
Burgess: Lindsay.
Lindsay: Yeah! Oh, hey! Oh, man… Man of the hour!
Dawson: Hey!
All: Ooh!
Voight: Hey.
Dawson: Thanks. For everything.
Voight: No, thank you, man. Thank you.
All: Speech! Speech!
Dawson: It's hard to say good-bye… Especially on a day like this… But, uh... Been an honour working with you all… Thank you.
All: Cheers.
Dawson: To the blue.
All: To the blue.
Dinner
Lindsay: When you say you have an emergency, I really hope you mean it.
Bunny: Your dad is in town. And he wants to see you.
