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- I thought we said that we were putting a hold

on adopting a baby.

- There is a kid who's about to be removed from his group home.

Would you be willing to meet him?

- Hang on! [tires screeching]

- Whoa, Vasquez!

- He's been a problem for us repeatedly.

This goes against our protocol.

- That's why it's called a favor.

- Do I have a say in this?

- Why bring someone like this into the firehouse at all?

- This job is Vasquez's last hope to stay in the CFD,

and I need that to happen.

[dramatic music]

[gunshots]

- Well, look who's here.

- [sighs] What's up, Girardi?

- Ah, you're still shooting, huh?

- Yep. - Ah.

I figured you'd be too busy these days,

what with sitting around the firehouse TV.

- Yep.

- Hey, how's the family?

[tense music]

- You wanna say that again?

- Oh, damn. - Do you?

- [chuckles]

* *

- Isaiah is 14.

He's been at the group home for about three weeks now,

sharing a room with a number of the other boys.

- You said his mom is in the hospital?

- Yeah, she was hit by a car.

Suffered serious injuries, including some head trauma.

- That's awful.

- The hope is that she'll continue to improve

over the next couple of months until she can

take Isaiah back home. - What about the father?

- Well, my understanding is, his father

hasn't been in the picture since Isaiah was a little boy.

Well, this is it. Shall we?

So, Isaiah, this is Stella and Kelly.

- Hey, good to meet you, Isaiah.

- I'll leave you all to it.

- So heard you got a math test tomorrow.

- Yeah.

- Well, algebra was my best subject.

- Not mine.

[soft music]

* *

- We're really sorry to hear about your mom.

But we hear she's getting better and better every day,

so that's great.

- Can we talk about something else, please?

- Yeah, absolutely. - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, anything. Anything you want.

* *

He seems like a good kid.

Just scared and lost, which makes sense.

- His whole world's been turned upside-down.

- Do you think--

I mean, are we the right people to take him in?

Because he might need more than we know how to give,

help-wise. - He might.

But maybe a place to crash and the two of us

looking out for him is exactly what he needs.

- And you think that's enough?

- I think it's all he's got,

and the two of us can do our best to make it enough.

- Then let's bring Isaiah home.

- Hello.

- This is a call from the Metropolitan

Correctional Center, and will be monitored and recorded.

Do you accept? - Um--

- Morning.

- Morning.

[phone beeps]

- Hey, what's the latest from Ritter?

- Oh, Dwayne's out of the ICU, which is a really good sign.

- Thank God. - That's good to hear.

- Yeah, the bullet didn't pierce any vital organs

or affect the spinal cord,

but he'll be off the job for a while.

- Any idea when Ritter is coming back?

- There's another surgery today,

which he's sticking around for.

- I still can't believe Dwayne got shot.

He could have stayed in Chicago for that.

- [grunts]

[equipment buzzing]

- Hey.

- Hey.

I've been meaning to ask you,

when's the last time that discharge lever was replaced?

It's sticking like glue. - Uh, what'd you do to it?

- You mean other than use it to control the release of water?

- Well, it wasn't sticking on my watch.

All right, you know what?

This is your rig now, and we got bigger issues.

- Like what?

- Molly's is struggling,

and we gotta come up with some way

to boost profits.

- Really? - Yeah.

- It feels like we've been busier than ever.

And we got that great write-up in "Time Out,"

which led to the pub crawl that came through last weekend.

- You would think.

But the cost of everything is going up,

and it's killing our bottom line.

[alarm blares]

- Squad 3, Truck 81, Engine 51, Ambulance 61,

salvage yard fire, 783 South Archer.

[dramatic music]

* *

[engines rumbling, sirens wailing]

* *

- Truck, clear the yard. - Copy. 81, let's go.

- Engine, knock that down. - You got it.

Fox, man the gun. Short, you're with me.

- One of my guys, he's still in there.

- All right. Hey, we'll get him.

- All right, Squad, let's establish a perimeter,

create a firebreak. Keep this contained.

- Copy.

- Hey, can I borrow that?

If I don't keep that fire back,

this whole place is gonna go up in flames.

- It's all yours.

- Fire department, call out!

All right.

Herrmann, take the D-side. Vasquez, with me.

- Yeah.

[hydraulics whirring]

[engine rumbling]

[metal crunching]

- Firefighters, call out!

- Hey. There he is. All right, we got you.

Whoa! - Lieutenant!

[tank hissing]

- Mouch, we need a line back here!

We got enough acetylene to level the block!

* *

.

- Water's coming. Give me 30 seconds.

- We may not have that time, Mouch.

[tank hissing]

Vasquez!

[tense music]

* *

Mouch, we got a hot one coming out!

- Copy that. We'll be ready.

- Damn it. Can you walk?

We gotta move. I got you.

Come here.

[tank hissing]

- Vasquez, drop it in the clearing!

- We got more tanks back there. - Copy that.

Fox, hit it!

* *

Okay, Fox, you're good!

Vasquez, where are the other tanks?

- Behind the bus. - All right, let's move!

- Pulse is thready. Let's get him on oxygen.

- The firebreak worked. It's losing fuel.

- All right, we're gonna finish primary search,

help Engine with overhaul. - All right. Sounds good.

* *

[engines rumbling]

- Hey, that was pretty ballsy of you,

jumping on that grenade like that.

- I didn't have much of a choice.

I mean, there were a dozen more tanks back there.

- If it blew up on his shoulder,

it would have been like when you put

rubber bands on a watermelon until it just goes bloosh!

- New guy's got some grit.

- Yeah, but he's quick to jump.

And coming down on him last shift

didn't solve the problem.

- Are you thinking of trading him in?

- Pascal said make it work. - [sighs]

- Yeah. I'll make it work.

Just need to figure out a new approach

so he doesn't destroy my chain of command.

- Oh, hey, delivery guy.

Must be my new stacked-tip deluge nozzle.

Flow rate up to 1,500 GPM.

Blow the doors off a bank vault.

Hey, my man.

[indistinct chatter]

[apprehensive music]

[sighs]

Hey, Herrmann. It turns out this is for you.

[glass clinks] - Oh! Hey, come on.

Can't you see that it says fragile on the sides?

These are the new pint glasses for the bar.

- We need new pint glasses?

Tell me, how does this help our bottom line?

- Eh, don't worry about it. You never have before.

- Let me see that.

Herrmann, you ordered the wrong size.

These are not pint glasses. - Yeah.

They look like pint glasses, though.

- You did this on purpose?

- This is what they call shrinkflation,

and it is a legitimate business strategy.

- Well, so was selling people snake oil.

- All right, you let me handle this

and stay on your side of the bar.

- Hey, did you hear back from Terry?

- Yeah, just a minute ago.

So Isaiah's staying with us starting tomorrow.

He's packing up his stuff right now.

- Yeah? - Yeah, it's for real.

[knocking]

- Heard you wanted to see me.

- Yes, I need you to write up

a detailed report on that last call,

explaining your actions. No more than two pages.

- My actions?

- Everything you did on the scene.

So your position when the blow-off valve ignited,

and why you decided to run out with the tank.

[soft tense music]

You can leave out the drive there and back.

- I've never written an incident report before.

- Have it ready in an hour.

- This some kind of punishment?

- You're dismissed.

- I'll get right on that. [clears throat]

- Do you see what I'm dealing with here?

- Is it?

Punishment?

- I'd say it's more of a teaching moment.

* *

- [gasps] It's Ritter.

The surgery went well.

It's the last one he needs. Oh, that is a great sign.

- Yes, Ritter's coming home.

I mean, of course, I'm happy that Dwayne is okay.

That came out wrong. - No. Yeah.

But no, it's good news all around.

- Yes, it's just, too many people have

left the firehouse lately.

[alarm rings]

- Ambulance 61, person down,

436 Woodley Avenue. - Let's go.

[tense music]

[knocks]

Hello, paramedics.

Hello?

* *

- I don't see any movement.

- Paramedics.

Did someone call 911?

Call it in.

- [groans] - Wait. Hang on, hang on.

- [grunts]

[grunting]

- Okay, try not to move.

You might be woozy from the blood loss.

Bottle of saline and gauze.

- [gasps]

- Sorry, I know it hurts.

We're gonna get you bandaged up.

What's your name? - Laura.

- Laura, who did this to you?

- I did.

* *

.

- [grunts, groans] It's burning!

- The wound area is red and inflamed.

So what happened? - I was--

I was making dinner, and then I--

I don't know. I gotta think.

- Were you cutting peppers? - Yes.

- Capsaicin. It's what makes peppers spicy.

It can burn like crazy if it gets into

your eyes or your skin.

- So you stabbed yourself while you were

using the cutting board? - No, I, uh--

I--I was breaking up some frozen chicken

when the knife slipped.

Then I must've fainted.

[tense music]

- Well, the good news is, it's not too deep.

No evisceration or abdominal contents.

What was her blood pressure? - 110/70.

- Okay, well, you lost some blood,

but your blood pressure is solid.

So that's good.

Keeping a cold compress on it, that should help,

and the burning sensation should go away soon.

- All right, let's get you to the hospital, okay?

- Okay. - Ready?

- Yeah. - One, two, three.

- [gasping, panting]

- Hey, Lieutenant, I just heard that 85 is shutting down?

The whole firehouse done?

And they weren't even on the first list.

Hey, should 51 be worried?

- We're not shutting down. Not yet, anyway.

- Well, that's very reassuring.

- Well, Pascal says he's got a bead on all this.

I mean, the other rigs might drop down

to three-man crews, but Squad's not changing.

We're shorthanded as it is.

- What a world.

- Hey, Cruz.

Let me ask you something.

Me and Stella are getting ready

to foster a 14-year-old boy, and I could use some advice.

- Severide, that is great news.

You've been keeping this a secret?

- Nah, it just happened. A little out of the blue.

- Anything you need, I'm here to help.

- He's moving in tomorrow,

and, you know, we're getting ready.

We're moving everything, prepping.

Is there anything that we should have around,

anything you suggest?

- 14, you said, right?

- Yeah. - That's easy.

All you need is a couch and a gaming console.

- Come on. - I'm serious.

[door clicks]

- I'll be right back.

Hey.

- Hey, what's going on?

- Did you take that chair from the Squad table?

- Uh, I got it from over there.

- I'll need that back.

- Huh?

- On your feet.

- That chicken did not look like she'd been jabbing

at it with a knife.

Do you think we should report it to the police?

- She said it was an accident, and we have no proof otherwise.

- [sighs] Man, she was acting strange.

- Yeah, maybe she was just embarrassed.

We don't always get the truth.

- You mean like all the foreign objects people fall on?

- I was thinking more like substance abuse,

but yeah, that too.

[alarm rings]

- Ambulance 61, person down from unknown causes.

[siren wailing]

[suspenseful music]

- Help! I need help!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. All right, calm down.

What happened to your arm? - Got cut.

- Okay, well, let's take a look over here.

What's your name? - Karl.

Just help me! - Okay. All right, Karl.

I am Violet, and it would really help me

to know what happened so I can know how to treat you.

- I broke a bottle. The glass cut me.

- Okay, let's see what we're dealing with.

Let's take this off.

- [inhales sharply, groans]

It's burning like crazy.

Feel like my arm's on fire.

- Karl, we need to know the truth right now.

- I told you, it was a bottle.

- What was in that bottle? - What does it matter?

- We are just trying to nail down

the cause of the inflammation.

Was it a bottle of hot sauce, a jar of jalapenos?

- It's still burning. Just stitch it up.

- We can put a cold compress on it,

but they'll do the stitching up at Med.

- Well, what are we waiting for?

- Okay, Karl. Hop in.

- [grunts]

- [sighs]

- Take a seat.

- What is this, some kind of continuing ed class?

- Something like that.

Yeah, I drew up some scenarios based on

your report, along with some alternative actions.

- I thought we weren't supposed to live in the what-ifs.

- We don't dwell in them.

We can always learn from them.

Now, we'll be doing some estimating here,

since we have no way of knowing how much

acetylene was in those tanks.

But we know that they weren't empty.

- Which is a code violation for salvage yards.

I mean, they-- they should be fined for it.

- They will be.

We also don't know how old the tanks were,

condition of the pressure relief valves,

flaws in the metal. - Mm-hmm.

- But we do know that pressure rises at what percent

every 10 degrees? - 1.5.

- And BLEVE stands for?

- Boiling liquid expanding vapor explosion.

- And what PSI is considered high-risk?

- 500 to 600.

- And is off-gassing a sign of dangerously high pressure?

- [exhales]

I was aware of the risks, Lieutenant.

I took that all into consideration

before grabbing that tank.

I mean, if it had gone off, it would have been like

ten sticks of dynamite exploding.

You were on the victim, so I made the call to--

- Youmade the call. - Yes, ma'am.

[soft tense music]

You see, in risk management, they say risk a lot

to save a lot.

The risk of me dying was worth saving everyone there.

* *

.

- Turns out Terry is gonna bring Isaiah by tonight,

so I'm gonna stay here a little longer and work

on those drills for Vasquez. - Okay.

Well, that gives me time to swing by Cruz's

and pick up that gaming system.

- Talk to him about sitters, because Chloe said

they have a couple great ones.

And ask him about the after-school program

that Javi's in.

- Console, sitters, after school-program.

Got it. - Yes.

- See you at home. - All right.

- Let's say Karl was with Laura.

- Mm-hmm.

- How did he wind up getting slashed?

- And why are they both lying?

- Okay, I'm thinking that Karl did a stab

with an accidental slash.

- Hmm.

Or maybe...

Laura did the slash and Karl did the stab,

and that's why no one's talking.

- But if it was Karl, what if he decides to come back

and finish the job?

- I think it's time to loop in PD.

- I'm gonna text Hardy, see what she thinks.

- Alcohol and knives. What could go wrong?

- We've been working while you were napping.

- [laughs]

[groovy music playing softly]

- [breathes deeply]

This week was a lot.

- I bet.

- I mean, the second Mouch told me Dwayne got shot,

you know I was on the first flight out of here.

I didn't even care if it was weird

or if he wanted me there.

I just--I had to go.

- Mm-hmm.

- And, like, an hour after I got there,

another guy showed up. - What?

- Yeah. His brother.

- Oh. Well, okay.

- And then I met his mom, his dad, sister.

They were all cool, but, I mean,

it was so awkward.

Oh, you're the ex?

Yeah, hi.

I'm Darren.

I am the reason he's here.

- What?

- If we have moved in together like Dwayne wanted,

he never would have gone to New York.

- Stop it.

- No, seriously, I could barely look his family in the eyes.

[apprehensive music]

I'm not sure how to get past that.

- Dwayne getting shot in the line of duty is not on you.

Do not use that as an excuse to walk away again.

Don't do what I did with Sam.

You two reconnected before all of this happened.

You still have a chance to make things work.

Hey, New York is not that far away.

- Neither is Denver.

- Sam and I had a moment, before he went to Texas,

that started that spiral.

It could have worked, but I pushed him away.

If you do that with Dwayne, trust me, you will regret it.

- Is this glass smaller?

- What?

- I mean, Herrmann, it's obvious.

I can wrap my hand around it.

It's like when I grab Otis's bowling ball.

How much are you charging for this?

- The prices haven't changed.

- Don't you shrinkflate me! - What?

It's happening all over, all right?

From a bag of chips to a roll of toilet paper.

- Yeah, well, a bar in my neighborhood

was caught serving cheater pints,

and now that space is up for lease.

Ah.

You better do something fast.

- Hey, everybody! The next round is on the house.

[cheering]

- [exhales]

I put a water bottle on the bedside table.

I changed the bulbs in those lights

so it makes it warmer and more welcoming, you know?

- No, I don't, but I trust you.

[laughter]

[knocking]

- Okay.

Hey, guys. - Hey.

Come on in.

- I double-parked, so I'm gonna head out

and let you all get settled.

But you have my cell if you need anything, okay?

And, uh, you, too, Isaiah. You can call me anytime.

- All right. - See you guys.

- See you, Terry.

- Okay.

- Here, let me grab your bag for you--

- No, thanks.

- Oh, okay.

Well, here, I'll show you where to put them.

Come on.

[gentle music]

Okay.

* *

- Go ahead in. That's your room.

- Yeah, come on.

You can use any of the drawers, uh, the closet,

anything you need.

- And we ordered a pizza, and I--

I borrowed an Xbox, so if you--

- I'm not really hungry.

And I have a bunch of homework to do, if that's cool.

- Of course, yeah.

Homework or kick back.

Whatever.

Um, yeah.

Let us know if you change your mind about the food.

- Thanks. - Uh-huh.

[door thuds]

I think he--he just needs some time, right?

- Yeah, I--

I think so.

- All right, well, all that's left to do is wait and see.

[phone ringing]

- [grunts]

Mm. Mm.

[phone ringing]

- I should go. I work early tomorrow.

- Sounds good.

Hello.

- This is a call from the Metropolitan

Correctional Center, and will be monitored and recorded.

Do you accept? - Yes.

[apprehensive music]

Hey, Dad.

.

- Hey.

So about the other night-- - No, I know.

I am so sorry.

That was just me putting all my baggage

onto you and Dwayne.

Let's just please blame the wine.

- But you were right.

I called him, and we spoke for, like, two hours.

Like, all the things we didn't say when I was there.

- Wow, okay, that's huge.

How did it go?

- Well, he said I'm terrible at communication,

which, fair point.

But I guess he regrets walking away.

Yeah, he said he almost turned back, like, a hundred times.

Oh, and going to New York had nothing to do with me.

It was a promotion. - Told you, narcissist.

- [laughs] Yeah.

I asked him if he wanted to get back together, and he said yes.

- Seriously?

- So I am flying back to New York right after shift.

Already cleared it with Kidd and Pascal.

- For how long? - I don't know.

Uh, I mean, with all the brownouts happening here,

they've got plenty of floaters to choose from.

I'm sorry, but aren't you the one who told me to go?

- Ritter, I didn't mean for you to quit the CFD.

- I'm not quitting.

It's just an extended furlough.

- Hey, Vi, uh, there's some cop outside looking for you.

- Thank you.

[apprehensive music]

I have to go.

They both had the same inflammation

and burning sensation, and the calls came in

right on top of each other.

- But in the reports you sent over,

you marked them each accidental.

- Well, that's what they claimed.

- Can you prove they used the same knife?

- Well, aren't the timelines and similar symptoms enough?

I mean, what are the odds?

- It's the definition of circumstantial.

Listen, I have at least a dozen more interviews

to do this morning for crimes we know happened.

You might be right.

- And what if we are, and she is in danger?

- Victims don't always come clean on the initial response.

I get that. - Mm-hmm.

- I wish I had time to follow up on them all.

But if you bring me something solid, I'll look into it.

- Thank you.

Might be interesting to tell Laura that we also

treated Karl, just to see how she reacts,

to prove that we are not crazy.

- Well, we do need to go on a supply run.

- True.

- [laughs]

Did anybody ever tell you that you look really angry

when you're thinking hard?

- Well, then I must look furious.

Trying to read these monthly financial reports for Molly's.

- Herrmann lets you see those?

- We're business partners.

And I am no accounting expert, but it looks to me

like we're still making money.

- Well, maybe you're reading it wrong.

- That's definitely a possibility.

My role is much more front-of-house.

- More like front-of-bar.

- You know, what I can't figure out is,

I'm still getting monthly checks.

How is that possible, if Molly's is struggling?

- Well, that depends on the terms of your agreement.

Do you have a guaranteed monthly distribution,

or does it allow for a reinvestment of profits?

- [sputters] - Okay.

Look, it sounds like Herrmann is

getting worked up over nothing. Who knows with him?

But if the checks are coming in,

it can't be that bad.

- Well, then why would he be suddenly in such a panic

about boosting profits?

- [breathes deeply]

- Unless it's not Molly's that's having money problems.

- He did take a hit dropping rank.

- Probably figured I wouldn't look into it.

- Yeah, well, usually a company owner knows

if his company is in the red or not.

- Red is bad, right?

- Yeah.

And so is letting Herrmann tank your business

by passing off his cost to his customers.

You gotta talk to him, Mouch.

- Use the webbing to do a girth wrap around the dummy.

Drag it back here, feet through the finish line.

On three, two, one, go!

[bright music]

Good hustle. - [exhales]

- Nice.

- Show-off.

[stopwatch beeps]

- Keep going. Keep it moving.

Keep it moving. You got it.

[stopwatch beeps]

Nice times.

Nice times all around.

Uh, Vasquez.

- Yeah.

- You did not use a girth wrap like I said.

- No, but it worked, right?

- Where'd you learn that method?

- Uh, from a guy in Squad 6.

Yeah, it's a-- it's a quicker wrap

and really lets you rise up and drive the victim out.

- Nice work.

26 seconds. House record.

- Kidd held that record for years.

- [chuckles]

[knocking]

- Hi.

We were here the other day.

- How could I forget?

And you came back to check up on me?

- We wanted to make sure that you're okay.

- There was another victim who was wounded

by a knife with capsaicin.

Maybe your knife?

- That's--that's not possible.

- His name was Karl.

- If--if you are in any kind of danger--

- I told you it was an accident.

What's so hard to believe about that?

Honestly, I'd-- I'd rather stop reliving it.

I can't stand the sight of blood.

I mean, even the thought of it.

[soft tense music]

I've always fainted at blood.

- Oh, that's a-- that's a real condition.

It's called vasovagal syncope.

Hey, Laura, if you don't want to talk to us,

I'm sure we could find a social worker that can help.

- I don't need any help.

I appreciate your concern, but I'm sorry, I--

I need to go lie down.

[door slams]

- What are we missing?

She was alone when we first got there,

but Karl must have just left, because that wound

was still fresh. It hadn't been that long.

- Maybe a neighbor witnessed something.

Should we go knock on some doors?

- The front door was closed but not locked,

no one to let us in. No neighbor waiting outside.

So if she faints at the first sight of blood,

who called 911?

* *

.

- I got the caller from my friend Abby at 911.

Fill you in on the way? - Copy that.

- [clears throat]

- When did you start saying grace before breakfast?

I mean, I'm not knocking it.

It's just at the Herrmann house, it's dinner only.

- I'm not-- [sighs]

I know Molly's isn't losing money.

I looked into the books.

- Well, that's a first. - You're right.

I am not a businessman like you,

and I've seen "Shark Tank" enough times to know

most bars fail without the help of Mark Cuban.

But somehow you're doing it.

You're in the red.

- The black.

- See what I mean?

I can't even get that straight.

- What are you saying here?

- I'm saying I want out.

And I've been thinking about this for a while.

All I ever really wanted was a place to drink for free.

So in exchange for a lifetime of free beer

in small glasses, I'm willing to give you

my share of Molly's.

- Wow, you really are bad at business.

[soft music]

No deal. - I'm not asking.

I already got an attorney to draw up an equity

transfer letter, whatever it's called.

All you have to do is sign it.

- [sighs] No guests, no substitutions.

- No problem.

- [exhales]

[knocking]

- [sighs]

Laura, we know Karl was here,

and we know he called 911 for you.

We came to you first before going to the police.

[sighs]

[soft tense music]

- Karl's my little brother.

I still go by my ex-husband's last name.

He's always struggled with mental illness.

Growing up, it was mood problems,

then they said he had bipolar.

Next thing, it was borderline personality disorder.

After our parents died,

whatever it is, it only got worse.

And I do my best with him, but--

but sometimes he gets so angry.

- Has he hurt you before?

- No, or at least never on purpose.

- If that knife had been two inches to the left--

- It wasn't his fault. It was mine.

We were arguing over something so stupid.

He grabbed my arm. I grabbed the knife.

I wasn't trying to cut him.

I was just trying to push him off.

We wrestled with it

until I felt this sharp pain in my stomach,

and that's when we both stopped.

- Why didn't you tell us this before?

- With his medical history, I knew he'd get blamed,

but I was the one with the knife.

And--and when I fainted,

he called 911.

He saved my life.

- After almost killing you.

[somber music]

Hey, your brother needs help, Laura,

more than you can give him.

And trust me, I--

I get it, wanting to take care

of a sibling that...

can't handle life as well as you can,

but it is too much for one person,

no matter how much you love him.

- Chicago has tons of great facilities

with all kinds of options, Laura.

We can put you in touch with the chief of psychiatry at Med.

He's a friend, and he can offer you some suggestions.

* *

I'm gonna say something nice.

You ready?

- First time for everything. [laughs]

- The way you connect to people is really special.

- Why, thank you.

I guess just sometimes getting in the other person's head

and feeling what they're feeling

is the best way to help them.

[pensive music]

- Which is the opposite of what I've been doing with Ritter.

[sighs] Okay.

* *

- Any progress with the new guy this shift?

- Maybe.

He likes to do things his own way,

that is for sure.

And my style is more about keeping a tight rein.

- Huh.

- What? - Nothing, I was just thinking,

I learned a lot when I took Ritter under my wing.

More than he did, probably.

And speak of the devil. Excuse me.

Hey, Ritter!

- And while I'm out there, I might stop by

my uncle's old firehouse.

- Oh, I'm sure they'd love it.

Nothing firefighters like more than swapping old battle yarns.

- I haven't been since I was a kid.

- And now you're one of 'em, a real smoke eater.

- Hey, Vasquez.

Next shift, can you show me that hitch?

- You coming for my record? - You know it.

- That's different.

- We'll see.

[phone dinging]

- Oh, good, we didn't miss you.

- Well, my Uber is two minutes out.

- Not anymore. I am canceling your ride.

- Come on, Vi. - Because we're taking you.

- You are not missing this flight.

- I know it's only for a few months or whatever--

- Then we'll see what happens.

- But we are coming to visit you.

- You better.

- New York is not that far away.

[soft music]

- Come on.

- Yeah.

- Hey, how's it going?

- Good.

- So, uh, listen, I started playing this video game

that my buddy Cruz recommended, called "NightCrawl."

Have you heard of it? - Yeah.

- Well, I've been playing for over an hour now,

and I can't seem to get past the second level.

It just ain't happening.

Can you show me?

- [screaming]

- What does that guy do?

- He'll rip your head right off.

- I don't want that. - Pull up your weapons.

Get the axe! - Okay, the axe?

Okay, I got, uh, the axe.

- Now crouch.

Ooh. - Here, you gotta--

you gotta help me with this section.

- Okay, watch and learn. [chuckles]

Ooh! - Get him!

- Ah! - Get--oh!

[laughs] He got you good.

* *

[tense music]

- [clears throat]

- What are you doing here, Girardi?

- I come in peace, man.

- [sighs] Yeah.

No reason to come at all.

- What, they don't make you wear an actual uniform at CFD?

[chuckles]

- I'm off-duty. - Right, yeah.

So, uh, it was pointed out to me that

I might have been a little bit out of line yesterday.

- I really don't care.

I just wanna fix this truck and get home.

- Yeah, well, look, I just wanted to say

that what your dad did is on him, not you.

And I get that as, like, a person who's been there,

you know?

- You don't know a goddamn thing

about what my dad did, okay? - All right, dude.

I'm just trying to apologize, all right?

I didn't mean to step on your-- - Get the hell out of here.

- All right.

* *

[dramatic music]

* *

[wolf howls]