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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]