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- Let's breach.

- There's been a chemical
weapon attack in Chicago.

- Took out 188 people
in a matter of minutes.

- We need to reassess
our treatment protocol.

[dramatic music]

- Excuse me, sir.
[smashing, whooshing]

- The second capsule is gone.

- He needed his
chemical weapon now.

- All right, folks,
this is our guy.

- Then whatever he's planning,
it's already in motion.

- What's the address?
- 1634 Racine.

- Sarge, you know it?

- That apartment building
burned down in '01.

There's evidence suggesting
that our suspect

was a victim of the Heart of
Chicago Fire when he was a boy.

- So you're saying
we created this monster?

- Thomas Marr.
He's 36.

♪ ♪

- I saved him from that fire.

♪ ♪

- Thomas, can you take
the trash out, please?

- [sighs]

I got three pages left
in this chapter.

- It'll be here
when you get back.

- [exhales deeply]
- Come on, kiddo.

On your feet.

It's your week. Let's go.

- All right.
[sighs]

[humming]

- Will be launched next month
at the company's...

[muffled TV chatter]

Where President Bush
is expected to...

[chatter continues]

[trash thunks]

[door closes]

[distant thud]

- Aww, come on.

- Why is this happening?

[indistinct voices]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[door opens]

- What's going on?

[flames whoosh]
- No, no, no!

Fire! Fire!

[alarm ringing]

- Get out of here, kid!

[people shouting]

♪ ♪

- Mom? Dad?

[woman screaming]

[breathing shakily]

[shouting and chatter]

- Move!

- [grunts]

[yelping]

- I got you, kid.

♪ ♪

- No, wait!
My family's still in there!

You have to go back!

[sirens wailing]

- I need some help here!

- [coughing]
- Hank, you're good this way!

- Make a hole! Make a hole!

I need an ambo now!
- No, wait! No!

You have to go back!
- Cranston, we have a child.

- Copy, I'm on it.
- My family is still in there!

- Let's go. Let's go. EMT.

- We got you.

- Help him, Sharon!
- I got you.

- My family.
- I got you.

We're gonna take
good care of you, okay?

All right.

- Firefighters are
in the building.

- My family.
[sirens wailing]

My family.

.

- I carried Marr out,
got him in an ambo.

He was burned badly.

The rest of his family
died in that fire.

- And you were one
of the first on scene?

- Yes.
All right, we've got an ID.

Tell me we got something
on a location.

- No. We got no hits yet.

We got an age-processed
image out.

It's attached to our BOLO
and an All-Call being broadcast

every 30 minutes.

- CPIC's scouring cams
and PODs.

Mass Transit's
on all CTA feeds, but...

- Look, he's got the skill set
to cover his tracks

and the cash
to coordinate an attack.

We got to assume it's imminent.

- But what the hell is
he trying to attack?

Is--is it linked to the fire?
- Well, hold on.

It's no coincidence that it's
the 25-year anniversary, right?

Psychological motivation,
symbolic timing.

It all points
to an anniversary-type attack.

- Lenox?
- Right.

Uh, narrowing locations
for a potential attack,

you should focus
on indoor, high occupancy.

- Airborne dispersal?
- Yes.

He can get maximum saturation

in a contained space
in still air.

There's a variety
of dispersal agents he can use.

And, remember,
we can't produce an antidote

without the chemical makeup,

so we need to find
the chemical intact

if we're gonna save anybody.
- Hey, hey,

I got a connect
between Thomas Marr

and a nurse
named Patricia Doughty.

- Okay.

- Patricia Doughty was his
foster mom for three years,

and she fought for him
when he got arrested.

But two months ago on Facebook,
she wrote,

"How happy am I
that I maintain contact

with all of my fosters?"

- Get me that address.

Everybody, keep digging.
Jay, Hailey, let's go.

[engine revving]

- You clock that with Voight?

There's more to this fire
than we know.

Nothing's changed here.
We are right back in it.

- No, it has.

We don't have to do this, Jay--
analyze Voight, protect him.

We're not police,
and we're not partners anymore.

- That's not what I was saying.
I wasn't talking about us.

- Okay.

- But we could.

Hailey, if you wanted to,
we could.

- The past is the past, Jay.
Let's leave it there.

[machinery humming]

- What's going on?

- The baby's heart rate
just dropped.

- Is she all right?
- The baby's fine.

We gave Hannah
fluids and oxygen,

and the fetal heart rate
came right back up.

It could be
a transient response, stress--

- Yeah, or it could also be
an early sign of exposure.

- Yeah, we're running labs
right now, okay?

Same markers we'd check if
there was nerve agent exposure.

But once again,
as of right now,

there's no confirmation
of that.

Dean.
- What?

- It's really important
that Hannah stays calm.

- You don't think I know that?

I'm not gonna upset her.

[apprehensive music]

♪ ♪

- You were right.

I should have listened.

- No. No.
- You were right.

- No.

I shouldn't have said
what I said.

I shouldn't have said it, okay?

It'll be fine.

- [scoffs]
I told you.

You--you can look,
but he's not here.

He hasn't been here
in a long time--uh, years.

And he didn't do this.

Whatever you're saying happened
with this airplane,

it--it wasn't Tommy.

He's not dangerous.

He's a child who got hurt
by the system.

- Clear. He's not here.

- I told you--he's got
nothing to do with this.

Tommy's a victim.

You have no idea
what he's been through.

- 188 people are dead.

I mean, we didn't
come here on a whim.

Evidence led us here.
You understand me?

Look at me.

Do you understand that?

- But he couldn't have--
- You can love him.

You can feel for him,
have sympathy.

I don't care.

But you will not lie to me,
not with 188 dead.

[tense music]

Now, where is he?

- [shakily]
I...

I saw him six months ago.

I thought he was doing better.

But with the anniversary
of the fire...

He said he found something.

Kept talking about
getting closer--

- Where?
- Please don't hurt him.

- Where did you see him?

- He has an apartment.

- All right, our target unit's
on the second floor.

Offender's in possession
of a chemical weapon.

So that whole building,
that whole block is a hot zone.

So we mask up, move silent,
and breach quiet.

Dante, Kevin,
I want you on the door.

Rest of us, we move as one.

Civilians are inside,
so we clear first.

♪ ♪

- What do you think
you're doing?

- We had a lead.

- This is a federal case,
Sergeant, under my command.

- Which you assigned me
to run locally.

We got a local lead.
- We'll take it from here.

Your team can hold
the perimeter.

- Conway. Sir--sir.

Sir, you can't do
a kinetic breach.

We haven't cleared
the building.

You know what that chemical
can do.

- You gotta approach
silent, sir.

- Your voices were heard.
Step back.

Agent Upton, you're
with entry team--two minutes.

- Hailey, you can't crash loud.

- Jay, I'm good.
I'm going with my partner.

♪ ♪

- You are green for entry.
Breach.

[door clatters open]
- FBI! Search warrant!

Bedroom clear.

- Bathroom clear.

- Clear!

- Command to Center.
Apartment's clear.

He's not here.
- Copy, Entry.

.

- Everybody, hold the exits.
Marr could be on site.

- Jay, wait!

[tense music]

- Move! Move! Get out!

♪ ♪

[people coughing]

Just keep moving.
Get out. Get out.

Hailey! Hailey!

Hailey! I don't see her.
[coughs]

- Hey, in here!

In here. Give me a hand.

- Come on, come on!
- Lift him.

- Come on, let's go.
Come on, let's go! Let's go!

- [coughing]

- Is anybody back there?
- There's no one there!

There's no one there!

[all coughing]

- Anybody get eyes?

- Medics!
- Over here!

- Hailey!
- He was closest to the blast.

He got hit with shrapnel.
- We got him. Move aside.

- No sign of Marr. Hailey?

- I'm good. I'm good.

Marr rigged that place.

You're gonna be okay, okay?
I'll be right back.

He was trying to get rid
of evidence.

There's a bunch
of tech up there.

He's got routers, PC, hardware.
It's all up there.

[sirens wailing]

[tires screech]

- Is everyone okay?

- Sounds like everyone's
accounted for,

but Pascal, we got evidence
up there--tech.

We need it recovered
before it burns.

- We gotta knock
this down quick

before everything incinerates.
We'll use a blitz plan

and ten seconds on the deck gun
before we run an attack line.

- Copy, Chief. 40, let's move!

- Let me take this down,
all right?

And then we'll see what kind
of evidence we can gather.

- Sergeant Voight,
ERT's on the way.

- Ah, no, sir, we've got
computers and hard drives

still up there--we can recover
them if we hurry.

- [scoffs]
We're not going in there.

- What? Now you wanna exercise
restraint? Now?

- Look, just focus on
putting the fire out.

- You're wasting time
here, Conway.

I have people at Med
who need help,

and they're not gonna get it
without Marr.

- We're following protocol.
We hold until ERT gets here.

- Every second we waste
and we could lose someone.

- We hold.

- Lieutenant,
where are you going?

- There's been an explosion
at the offender's apartment.

- Don't leave just yet.

- Ms. Goodwin,
I'm no help to anybody here.

I'm going back there
and helping out--

- Trust me.
You need to be here.

Please, don't leave.

We're going to allow
the family members into the ICU

to see them--
in full PPE, of course.

- Well, why does that feel
like a bad thing--

like you're bringing them
in there to say goodbye?

- Yeah, like before
it's too late.

- Are they getting worse?
- Nobody's getting worse.

Unfortunately, we're just
not seeing any evidence

that the bioscavenger's
neutralizing the chemical

in their bloodstreams.
- So it's not working.

- Well, it's buying them
some time, you know?

It's slowing
the progression, but--

- How much time?
- Well, it's impossible to say.

But based on what we've seen,

based on Macy, not much.

- Well, there's gotta be a way
to stop this thing.

- PD and the Feds need
to recover the agent itself

in order to do that.

And from what I hear,
they're not close.

- [inhales deeply]

[solemn music]

♪ ♪

- Uh, can we go in there
and see them?

- I'm sorry, pal.

The--the doctor's adamant--
family only right now.

- [sighs]

We're family.

- Just, uh, right this way.

[machinery humming]

- Did Lizzie ask you
to call us?

- Uh, not exactly.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]
Oh, Lizzie.

- But they don't know how long?
- No, a few hours maybe.

But with Macy--
- It could happen at any minute.

- We need that chemical, Chief.

We get the chemical intact,
and the doctors can figure out

what it is
and make an antidote.

- Kelly, the second
anything changes--

- I'll call in.

- Okay, thanks.

- We got a quick knockdown
with the deck gun, Chief.

Attack line's ready to go.
- Stand ready with that line,

but wait for my call.
- Copy.

- I'm telling you, you are
making the wrong decision.

People's lives
are at stake right now.

- This is
an active crime scene.

It's my crime scene.
We're doing it by the book.

♪ ♪

- Pascal!

What the hell do you think
you're doing?

I told you to stand down.

I'm telling you
for the last time.

If you don't stand down
right now,

there will be consequences.
- I'm going up there.

If you wanna stop me,

.

[respirator whirring]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- I'm in.

Searching now.

♪ ♪

- Pascal, you find anything?

Pascal?

- Anything, Chief?

- It's all scorched...

all of it--
the tech, devices, everything.

- Dominic Pascal!

- Oh, whoa.
What the hell are you doing?

- I am arresting you

for obstructing
a criminal investigation...

- Oh, come on!
- And for interfering

with a federal agent
in performance of his job.

- It's okay. Stop.
- Chief, they can't--

- Stop. I said it's okay.
Go back to work.

Can I just get a moment,
please?

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

[handcuffs clicking]

- They can't--
- They can.

- Voight.

- Sarge, this drive's got
a hell of a lot of data on it.

- Any of it usable?
- Uh, some of it's encrypted.

Some of it looks compromised
by the fire.

- Yeah, but we got a lot open.

It's a lot of correspondence,
a lot of chemical research.

This can help.

- All right,
let's get it to Med now.

- There's also a lot on the...

"Telegraph."

- The "Telegraph"?

- Yes, sir.

Marr reached out
to the "Chicago Telegraph."

This is all correspondence
from six months ago,

all about
the Heart of Chicago Fire.

Marr reported
that he has evidence

that CFD and CPD
were negligent.

- What?

- Your name is on here, Sarge.

Pascal too.

- All right, what else?

[suspenseful music]

- It--
[groans softly]

Mm...

I don't know.
It's a lot to sort through.

♪ ♪

- Okay.

The reason I was first on scene
that night is 'cause...

I was working a meth lab
in that building.

I had enough to shut it down,
but I wanted the players,

you know, so I needed to
connect them to the narcotics.

- You were sitting on it.

- Yeah.

I was.

Turns out that building was due
for a routine fire inspection.

I mean, I couldn't have notices
going out,

so I asked Cranston and Pascal

to hold the inspection
for two days.

24 hours later,
the building burned down.

22 people died.

- None of that's public.
- No.

No, the...

the official cause was...

inconclusive.

- He could be targeting
all three of you.

- [scoffs] Yeah, I didn't think
he knew, but yes.

Yes.

Listen to me.

You use that information
however you need.

- Voight.
- Use it.

Just find him. Let's go.

- The editor--
- No, we need it to be

this journalist.

The same Alana that's in
this email right here.

- If you have a warrant, I--
- We don't need a warrant.

We're not arresting anyone.
We're not doing a search.

- I can't just let you in
to the news bullpen.

- What's this?

- I know our rights.
I called him.

I can't just let--
- We don't wanna go in, okay?

Tell Alana to come out.

We have information
she'll want.

- It won't matter.

- Probably best
we don't burn him

in front of a bunch of
reporters, right?

- You here for me?
- Yes.

CPD, FBI.

You're in communication
with a Thomas Marr--

we have a bunch of emails
from him.

Is there anything
we're missing?

- We often talked on the phone.

- Do you have
that phone number?

- No, he always called me,

and he ran it through
an online scrambler.

- That didn't seem off to you?

- When working
corruption stories,

whistleblowers
are often paranoid.

- Do you have a way to find him?
- No.

- To contact him?
- No.

- What did he say to you
on the phone?

What did he want you
to investigate?

- He knew there was a meth lab.

He heard word of it,

wanted me to prove
that the authorities knew--

that 22 individuals and himself
were burned because of it.

Do you know what
nerve injuries he had?

What they feel like?

They feel like
you're still burning.

You burn and burn--

- Did you ever meet him
in person?

♪ ♪

You did.

- You know I can use
this entire interview

as confirmation for my story,
right?

- Did you meet him in person?

[machinery humming]

- R-r-results
shouldn't take this long.

- They got a lot going on.
We're not the priority.

Can you--can you stop
doing that, though, the...

the pacing?

Dean, look,
if it's not my fault,

it's not yours either.

Okay, there's nothing that you
could do right now, so...

[sighs]

Come here.

[alarm blaring]

[tense music]

- His sats are tanking!
- Forget the mask.

No time. I'm intubating.
- Okay.

- Laryngoscope.

I can't see--his airway's
full of secretions.

I need suction.

- He's in V-fib.
- Okay, move aside.

I'm starting compressions.
Charge to 200.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

- Charging!

Clear!

Still in V-fib.
- Come on, Jamie.

♪ ♪

.

- He's had two rounds of epi
and 300 of amio in.

- Pulse check.

He's still in V-fib.
Charge to 200.

- Charging!

[tense music]

Clear!

♪ ♪

- Okay.
He's back to sinus rhythm.

- Let's clear his airways.

[air hissing, slurping]

- Hank, we are out of time.

Holt's reached
the threshold point,

and the rest of our patients
will be right behind him.

Tell me--

- I can't tell you something
I don't have, Sharon.

- Well, if there's anything--

- You'll be the first to know.

- Thank you.

- [sighs]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Target, location, anything
that gets us to Marr.

- There's no locations listed.

We ran for any addresses,
your names--there's nothing.

- Every chemical listed
we sent to Dr. Lenox,

but it looks like everything
we've already known.

- Well, Marr's whereabouts.
- We don't know.

- You gotta know something.
- Marr's a ghost.

He worked hard to be one.

We found he took online
classes on day trading.

He saved all his money,
but it's not traceable.

- Sarge?
- Yeah, go.

- Thomas Marr met with
the "Telegraph's" journalist

in person once.
- Where?

- At an apartment
where he was crashing.

We ran the address.

Unit belongs to a man
named Fletch Cousins.

He's a known meth cook.
Calls himself the Chemist.

Loves chemical compounds.

The journalist got the
impression that Marr and Fletch

knew each other well,
maybe even worked together.

- He could be the source
of the chemical weapon.

- Yeah, we're headed
to his to his LKA now.

- I'm coming to you.
Stay on it.

Secure.

- Set in the back and front.
It's a go.

- I had to give the journalist
info in exchange--

- It's okay.

- She's gonna publish.

- I don't care.

♪ ♪

- FBI!

Hey! Get over here.

Get down! Down!

Do not move!

- Keep your hands
where we can see them!

- Hands behind your back!
- What's going on?

- Do not move!
- Get up!

- You're working
with Thomas Marr.

- What? Who?

- We're not doing that.
You lie to me...

I lose my patience.
You want me to do that?

You're working with Thomas Marr.
Where is he?

- I don't know.
- What is he targeting?

- I don't know.
- What chemical weapon

is he--
- What?

- What chemical compound--
- I don't know

what you're talking about!
- You better start knowing.

- I know him, yes, but

I don't got
any chemical weapons for him.

I gave him one chemical, man,

and it ain't a weapon--
- What is it?

- Dimethylmercury.

It's a lipophilic toxin.

- What the hell is that?

- I-it's a toxin.

I-it's used in research.
It makes you numb.

It's toxic, yes,
but it's not a weapon.

At worst, it mimics
a heart attack, but

only if a huge dose, man.
- Shut up. Shut up.

Get Tact up here
to sit on this place.

Cranston.

- What?
- He died of a heart attack.

No history of heart problems.

- Marr killed him.

[engine revving]

- The target
is Cranston's memorial.

Marr's trying to pull every
first responder in Chicago

to one place.

- A mass-casualty event

of everyone
he holds responsible.

- Yes, and the memorial fits
with what Dr. Lenox ID'd

as a good target location.

I'm en route now.

Look, I'm not gonna call
the damn FBI.

I don't wanna pull
you guys into it either.

That's exactly
what Marr wants.

- We need the chemical.
We need it now.

Kidd and I are coming.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- All right, we gotta move in
with a light footprint.

If Marr's here,
we don't want him spooked.

All right, Severide,
you and Kidd take lead on evac.

People start to panic--
- Copy that.

We'll move quiet.
- Yeah.

And move everyone out
back to front.

All right, we split and search
for the chemical weapon

and the offender.

You get eyes on any type
of package or the target,

you call it in
and wait for me, understand?

- Copy that.
- All right, let's move.

- It was a choice,

a choice he made each
and every single morning...

[tense music]

To put someone else's safety

ahead of his own...

not because of medals...

but because he cared
about people.

That was his purpose.

That was his calling.

That's just
who Chief Cranston was--

the kind of man who runs
toward the things

the rest of us run away from.

And that's what made him...

a hero.

The next speaker can come up.

♪ ♪

- I got eyes.

- Beautiful words. Thank you.
- Thank you.

- He was a great man.
- Yes, he was.

♪ ♪

- Chicago PD! Stop, Marr! Stop!

- Don't move! Nobody move!

Everybody sit back down
right now.

- Come on.

- Tell them to sit down,
or I pull this!

- Everybody, listen to him.
Please sit down.

It's okay.

- Yeah.
- Thomas. Thomas.

Thomas...

do you remember me?

- Oh, yeah.

- I remember you.

♪ ♪

I know why you're here.

I know, but these people don't.

They weren't there that night.

They're not responsible.
I am.

Just let them all go,
and I'll stay.

They're not responsible.

- They are responsible.
They are responsible!

Every single one of them
is responsible

for those deaths.

The CPD, the CFD.

I know. I talked to people.

They told me.
I found the records. I know.

I know there was a meth lab.

I know they held off
inspection.

- On police orders...

on my orders.

- They held off inspection,
and my family burned!

- Yes.

- Yes?

- Yes, we knew.

Yes, we thought we had time.

And, yes, we were wrong.

Thomas, this won't change that.

Come on...

put it down.

♪ ♪

- You let my family burn.

I told you to go back inside.

- I know. I remember.

- You let them burn.
You let them all burn!

- Thomas.

- And now you and everyone here

is gonna know
what that feels like.

You are all gonna know
what it feels like

to burn from the inside!

[grunting]

- Thomas, no!

Jay! You good?

- I'm good.

It's okay.

- Get Med on the line.
Let them know we have it.

And get me an ambo!

I need an ambo now.

- [wheezing]

[solemn music]

.

[solemn music]

♪ ♪

- What's happening?

- We ran your tests
a second time just to be sure,

uh, but we saw no indication

of a toxic exposure.

- What? How--

- We think your baby's
heart rate decel

was just a stress response.

All your labs were normal.

Obviously, we can run them
again if you like, but...

everything seems okay.

[knock at door]
- Hey, Hank.

- Yeah?

- Everyone at Med is stable.
Antidote worked.

- [sighs]
That's great.

- You know, I looked up
the case you were working.

- Of course you did.

- He was a well-known
meth trafficker.

A lot of kids died
from that meth.

You were close
to catching the guy.

Asking for
a two-day extension--

- It was a meth lab, Jay.

- Yeah,
but the arson investigators

didn't think the meth
started the fire.

That's why they
ruled it inconclusive.

You know how many cops would
have made the same choice?

- So it's not on me?

- I don't think so.

- I do.

I do.

♪ ♪

I'm--I was young.

I, uh--I thought time
was on my side...

Justice was on my side.

- You're different.

- [sighs]

♪ ♪

- Hey.

- Hi.
[zipper closes]

- When's your flight?
- Tomorrow morning.

- Hailey, I stayed to work
this case 'cause you were here.

- [sighs]

I came here
because you were here.

Good luck, Jay.

I wish you the best.
I always do.

- Hailey, I'm sorry.

- For what?

- All of it.

I lost myself here

on this team...

this city.

And I'm sorry I couldn't find
my way back.

Sorry for all the wrong I did.

All of it.

I'm sorry that I lost you.

- I'm sorry too.

What time is your flight?

- I don't care.

- Wanna get a drink?

[soft music]

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[wolf howls]