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- There will be a several-block
overlap at Firehouse 20.

- Damn.

- Bunch of glory hogs,
every one of them.

- Drake Delaney,
engine captain of 20.

- Captain Leone, Station 20.

- Violet is just
the absolute worst.

- Thanks for the assist.

- It's our specialty.

- We created this space
so that women could relax.

- I was relaxed
until you came in.

- What about you
trying to outdo half the guys

without breaking a sweat?

- You were watching me?

- You stayed.

- By accident, believe me.

- Okay.
I'll drive you home.

- My Uber's two minutes away.

I shouldn't have
come over again last night.

Once was fun.
Twice is--

- Twice as fun?

- The last time we do this.

- Okay, not a big deal.

- Exactly.

No strings,
no one needs to know.

Glad we're on the same page.

- Far as I understand,

adjustments to the operating
boundaries are indefinite.

Why do you ask?

- I glanced at the run sheets
from last shift.

- Yeah.
- Lots of overlap with 20.

We keep getting
return to quarters

when they snake our runs.

- We're using the turn signals
more than our tools.

- Let headquarters
deal with allocating resources.

It's not our call to make.

You go where
the bells tell you.

Go on.
Get out of here.

And one more thing, Captain.

- Yes, Chief.

- I have to go to a seminar
this afternoon.

I have no idea what it's for.

- Guess the education
never ends, huh?

Thanks.
- Yeah.

- Well,
less than ten laps to go...

Ah...

- You all right there, Mouch?

- Something bit me.

- Like what, a mosquito?

- No.

More like a flea.

- No, she just had
her flea medication.

- Hey, Ritter, it's okay.

She's a dog,
and sometimes dogs get fleas.

And sometimes dogs
have to stay in the garage

until said fleas are gone.

- Yeah, okay.

Come on, Tuesday.
Let's go, girl.

- Go on.

- Hey, spill it.
what's up?

- Huh?

- They have you
running drills this early?

That means
somehow you screwed up.

- No, I'm not running drills.

I was running sprints
on the apron,

staying loose for a race
I'm competing in this weekend.

- Oh, the South Chicago
Classic Half-marathon.

- Yeah.
- I almost ran that last year.

- You should do it with me.
There's still time to sign up.

- You know that's 13 miles,
right?

- Yes, I'm aware.
Thank you, Foster.

Anyway,
I haven't been training,

otherwise I totally would.

Maybe next year.
- Okay.

- Truck 81,
Squad 3--

- Motor vehicle accident--

- Also, you know,
my knees tend to swell up

in the winter months.
- Oh.

- Help!
Get me out of here!

- Hey!
Step away from the vehicle.

- Help!

- Help!

- Mouch and Gallo,

let's get extinguishers
on this fire.

Get this couple out
soon as it's clear.

- Yeah, we're on it.

Capp, Cruz,
jaws and cutters.

- Copy.

- Hey, try not to move.
- I'm fine.

- Nah,
you took a pretty bad fall.

- All right,
let's get him to 61.

Main,
we need two more ambulances.

- Squad, move in.

- Copy.

- Get me out!

- Look away!

- Okay.

No.

- What do we got here?

- Single-car accident.
Two adults stuck inside.

Engine flash,
but it's out.

- Great, thanks.
I'll take it from here.

- You what?

- I appreciate the assist,
Captain,

but this is 20's jurisdiction
and has been for decades,

so if you don't mind,
I'll see it through.

- Well, I do mind, actually.

- Hey, still hot here, Captain.

- Get me out!
Hurry!

- This is an electric vehicle.
They removed the badging.

Keep working on those doors.

- Yeah, copy that.

- Charge a hose line.

We need to cool the lithium
batteries under the car

with as much water as possible.

- I got foam suppressors--

- Charge a line!
Now.

Mouch, give me a hand.

This could pop at any second.

- Charge the line.

- Got it.

- Got it.

Okay, let's soak it.
- Copy.

Send the water.

- Smoke inhalation.
We gotta intubate.

Let's go.
- Okay.

- We got it.

Good.

Lieutenant.

I'm not getting a pulse here.

- Keep on it.
Don't want it reigniting again.

- Hey.

What happened?

- Just, uh, more fun
with our good friends at 20.

- What's with that house, huh?

Next time those clowns
come to Molly's,

I'm showing them the door.

- Yeah.

- We're in the middle
of a rescue

with two lives on the line.

Who gives a damn
about jurisdiction?

- We were well within
the new boundaries, Chief.

Part of the overlap.

- Oh, it's been their territory
for years, he said.

As if that gives him the right.

- It doesn't.
- Exactly.

It was dangerous,
and it was distracting.

- Okay, I'll look into it,

make sure that
Captain Delaney's up to speed

with the new maps.
- Yeah.

- But ultimately...

he followed your command.

- Reluctantly.
- But he did.

Correct?

- He did.

It was a good thing.
We...

we needed the water.

- All right, then.

Put it in your report.

And put it behind you.

- Copy that, Chief.

Mother of pearl.

- Hey, Mouch, maybe you should
take a bath with Tuesday.

- Or I could see if she
has any extra flea medication.

- Yeah, yuk it up, you two.

But when these
little bloodsuckers

make it to the bunk room,
you won't be as amused.

- Uh, too late.
I was taking a power nap.

I wasn't laying down
more than two minutes,

little bastards
started biting me.

- Oh!
- It's like an all-you-can-eat

buffet down there.

- Oh, great.
They've moved in.

- Oh, gross.
God, and not just the fleas.

There's like ten different
food groups down there.

- Hey, you guys,
I'm no expert,

but do those look like
fleas to you?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Stop right there.

- Herrmann, what's going on?

- Listen, stay back.
We got bedbugs.

- What?
Seriously?

- Yeah, major infestation,

and now they gotta tank
the whole house.

- What do we do?
- I don't know.

Go grab whatever you need
for a shift,

give it a good,
you know, scrub.

'Cause wherever
we end up going,

we do not want them
coming with us.

- Thank you.

Hey, Mouch.

Think you owe
someone an apology.

Wouldn't you agree?

- Tuesday,

I'm sorry for flea-shaming you.

I jumped
to the wrong conclusion

based on a hurtful stereotype,

and I hope you find it
in your heart to forgive me.

- Okay, everyone, listen up.

51 needs to be fumigated
for the next 48 hours,

so we need a new home
for the remainder of the shift.

- We can hole up at Molly's,
Chief.

- Thanks, Lieutenant,
for the offer,

but headquarters
has already assigned us.

Come on,
get your stuff together.

- Welcome to Firehouse 20.

- Okay, just so we're clear,

I am well aware of the present
tension between 20 and 51

due to recent adjustments
in the boundary lines.

Now, I know you worked the same
neighborhood for years.

You got to know the people.

But you do not
own those streets.

Now, there's a longstanding
CFD policy.

First company
on scene has command

until the chief arrives.

You follow standard operating
procedures from here on out.

- Copy that.

- Will do, Chief.

- Hey.

Now, you and I know
you overstepped, Captain.

What's going on?

- You ask me, we're promoting
way too fast up the ladder now.

These young kids,

they're cocky
and they lack the experience.

- Those are two of the finest
firefighters I have ever seen.

What?

You might be based out of 51,

but you're the chief
of the whole battalion.

I'd had to think
you play favorites.

- Seriously, Captain Leone,
all we need is a corner

to toss our stuff down.
- Nonsense.

I found you a nice,
private space

away from all the commotion.

- That's very kind of you.
Thanks.

- Yeah, kind of like that
women's lounge you had at 51.

- Yeah, and it's a shame

that the chief
made us shut that down.

- Apparently,
there were complaints.

From the men, not from us.

- No, we loved that place.

- Well, you were kind enough

to let me enjoy it
while it lasted.

Now you're in my house.
This is me repaying the favor.

Let me know
if you need anything.

Make yourselves at home.

- Thank you.

Okay, what's she up to?

- Check the bed
for loose screws.

- Oh, come on, you guys.
What if she means it?

We did let her use
the women's lounge.

- She called you a narc.

She's the reason
we shut that room down,

and she knows it.

- We should take shifts
sleeping just to be safe.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Two dates, we're already
moving in together.

- They weren't dates.
They were two one-night stands.

- Okay, sure.
Whatever.

- It was supposed to be
a one-time thing.

Your words, remember?

- I didn't realize that
you were taking notes.

- I...don't date firefighters.

- Copy that.

- Not the peach ones.

- Are you serious?

- They're for Captain Leone,
and trust me,

you do not want to be
on her bad side.

- Worst group to offend.

- Yeah, you don't want that.
- No.

- Hey, guys, I need you
to move these trucks.

You're blocking
our exit path.

- Parked over as far as we can.

Only other option
is the street.

- Street works.
Probably for the best.

Something on your mind,
Lieutenant?

- Uh, yeah.

- Listen, Captain Delaney,

we appreciate you taking us in

while our house
is being fumigated.

- As if we had a choice.

- And I'm sorry if you felt
disrespected earlier.

But you heard Chief Boden.
51 was first on scene.

It was well within my purview
to retain command.

- Still need you
to move these trucks.

- No, you don't.

- Looks to me like you're
intentionally blocking us

so you can be first
on the scene again.

- Oh.
- Hey.

You know, maybe you should
stop worrying about

getting your picture
in the paper,

and focus more
on saving lives, huh?

- You mean like the driver

of the electric vehicle
this morning?

- That's exactly who we mean.

- The one trapped
inside a burning car

while you were arguing
over jurisdiction.

- Right.
The one you couldn't save.

- Hey, hey, hey!

- You think
you could've done better?

You think
you could've saved him?

- Enough.
- Huh?

- Did you not hear
a word I said?

- It's all good, Chief.
It won't happen again.

- It better not.

But since you two clearly have
a problem with sharing command,

I can't stick
around and babysit.

I'm leaving Captain Delaney
in charge while I am gone.

Is that understood?

- Yes, Chief.

51 is a guest here.

Act accordingly.

- All right, then.

Let's move these trucks
to the street.

- Maybe we should
just order a pizza.

You know,
stay in the trucks.

- Lunch is a sacred time
in any firehouse, Ritter.

There's an unspoken cease-fire

where we break bread together,

and then go back
to the trenches.

- There's two more pans
in the oven.

Don't be shy.
Dig in, boys.

- Yeah.
- See what I mean?

- Thanks.

- Ladies, I saved you
each a corner piece.

From the first batch.

both: Wow.

- Wow, uh, yeah...

- You really didn't have to.

- Smells delicious.

- Thanks.

- These are poisoned, right?

- 100%.

- Or maybe she's genuinely
trying to connect with us.

- Go ahead.
Take a bite, then.

- Take a bite.

- Well, now you're in my head.

- Have a good one.

- Hey, hey.

- They never schedule
these busywork sessions

on slow days, do they?

- Tell me about it.

I got 500 things
to keep my eye on.

This is not one of them.

- First chance
I get to sneak out,

you will see an empty chair
where I used to be.

- And I will be
right behind you.

- What's this pertaining to,
anyway?

Do you know?

- New procedure
for log books is my guess.

- See you in a while.
- Yep.

- Excuse me, Chief Boden.

Mike Buckley.

It's been a while.
You were my instructor

at the academy
almost ten years ago.

- Mike Buckley.
Yes, of course.

You know, you still
hold the record

for the fastest mile
in full gear.

- Oh, I'd like to say I don't
keep tabs on that record.

But then I'd be lying.

- Well, ten years
with your name on the wall,

probably a record
in and of itself.

- Please, everyone,
take a seat

and we'll get started.

- Anyway, it was nice
seeing you, Chief.

- Yes.

You, too.
I...

let's catch up after
if you get a moment.

- I'd like that.
- Okay.

- Thanks, everyone,
for taking time

out of your busy schedules
to be here today.

This shouldn't take
more than an hour,

and I promise you
it will save lives.

But don't just
take my word for it.

Let's welcome
our first speaker,

Mike Buckley
from Firehouse 111.

Mike?

- Thank you, Chief Freeman.

The biggest threat
to the health and safety

of firefighters today
isn't a raging fire

or dangerous rescue attempts

or that mystery casserole

the previous shift
left in the fridge.

It's cancer.

One in three firefighters
will be diagnosed.

And last year,
I found out I'm one of them.

This past Christmas,

my wife got me a new
pair of running shoes.

They're real nice,
expensive,

the kind that connects
to an app on your phone,

gives you all kinds
of unnecessary data.

I'm wearing them right now.

I know it's not regulation.

Please don't
write me up for it.

I just want to enjoy them
as much as I can

in the next six months
or so, because...

well, that's about how long
I have left to live.

Now, I plan I fighting this
as hard as I possibly can,

but odds are...

I won't get to spend
the next Christmas

with my family.

Or see my baby girl grow up.

Um...

Cancer is an epidemic
in the fire service.

And our everyday risks
continue to grow--

from the carcinogens
we breathe in

and absorb at fire scenes,

to the diesel exhaust fumes
from our very own rigs.

We need to limit our exposure.

Great.

How much longer do you have?

- Six miles.

- Come on.
Seriously?

You've done
seven miles already.

You're gonna hog
the only treadmill here

for another hour?

- No.

45 minutes.

- Look, I'm not trying
to kick you off or anything,

but I really need to use it.

I'm doing a half-marathon
this weekend,

and have a very strict
training regimen.

- You're running
in the South Chicago Classic?

- Yeah.

- That's what I'm training for.

- Wait.

So you're running
the full distance?

All 13 miles?
Today?

- Yes.

- The week of the race,

your longest run
should be six to eight miles,

which means that you're done.

- Okay,
how about you train your way,

and I train mine?

- Pretty basic rule.

Google it
if you don't believe me.

- How are you
such a know-it-all?

Even from your days
at the academy.

- Get off the treadmill.

- Wait.

We can't do this.

Now we can.

- Lucky for us,
I have an emergency stash.

There you go.

And boom.

- So these are
our next three meals, huh?

Chocolate brownie,
double chocolate,

chocolate brownie.

- Yeah.

- Beats food poisoning.

- All right,
I need a quick power nap.

Would you mind keeping watch?

- Wait, seriously?
Okay, come on.

What could she possibly
do while we sleep?

- Just checking in.

You need anything?

- No, no, we're good.

Thanks.

- Well, let me know if you do.

I'm right next door.

- Great.

- Oh, wow.

- I'll take first shift.

- Hey, April.

Oh, that's good news.

- How was your run?

- It was good.
Did 13 miles.

Got my heart rate up.
It was really good, you know?

Good.

- Why are you being weird?

- Hey.

Sorry to interrupt.
- Hey.

No, please, join me.
I'm just filling out paperwork.

- I wanted you to know
that I followed up

on that girl we took to Med
this morning from the car fire.

- How is she?

- They expect her
to fully recover.

- Now, that's good to hear.

- Yeah, April says
she's doing really well.

She has a bunch of friends and
family in the room with her.

Solid support system.

- Good.

- Hm.

It's funny.

One of the first things
you learn at the academy

is you get the victim
to the hospital best you can,

and you don't look back.

That it's the only way
to survive mentally.

But as soon as I started at 51,

I noticed nobody
follows that rule here.

Especially you.

I mean, you...
you follow up.

You do more whenever you can.

So...when I found out
she was gonna be okay,

I knew how much
it would mean to you.

- Well,
that's why we all do the job.

Right?

- Yeah, it is.

But you're a little extra
that way.

- Thanks, Sylvie.

- Engine 20,
Ambulance 99,

Truck 81,
Squad 3,

Engine 51,
Ambulance 61--

- Let's get moving, 51.

- We're looking at a huge fire
load with all those clothes.

- All right,
what's the plan, Captain?

- 20 has command of the scene.
We get our cues from them.

- 51, lead out a hose line.
We'll go in together.

Truck 81, Squad 3,
I need search teams.

Split the perimeter.

61, 99, set up triage.

Now, listen up,
the owner called it in,

said some of his workers
might still be in there.

So let's saddle up.

let's go.
Let's do it.

- You got it, Captain.
Let's go, 51.

- Somebody,
cut the damn power.

Let's move out.
- All right, Ritter.

Let's go!
- Yeah.

- Kidd, Mouch, go right.

- Copy.
- Gallo, with me.

- Copy that.

- Strike.

Mask up.

- Fire Department!
Call out!

- Cruz!

Trifluoroethane.

This lights up,
we got a big problem.

- Then we got
a really big problem.

- Fire Department!
Call out!

Fire Department!
Call out!

- Help!

Here. Over here.
- Come on.

- Is there anyone else
in the store?

- I don't know.
It happened so fast.

- I'm taking her out.

- Yeah, go.
I'll keep looking.

- Come on.

- Fire Department!
Call out!

- Fire Department!
Call out!

How far back
does this place go?

- Hard to tell
through all this smoke.

- Watch out.

Gallo, you okay?

- Yeah.

- Go around.
- Copy that.

- Fire Department!
Call out!

- I got another victim.
Adult female.

I'm bringing her out now.

Hey, come on.
I got you.

- Wait, my brother.

- Is he in here with you?

- He said
he'd come back for me.

- Okay, hey--
- He told me to wait here.

- Hey, look at me.

You can't wait here
any longer, okay?

Come on.

Come on.

- Battalion 25 to all units.
Progress report.

We're starting to roast
in here, Chief.

I don't know how much longer
we can hold it back.

20's getting pinned in.

- Hey, Chief,
we got a supply room

full of chemicals
that's about to light up.

We're going as fast as we can,
but the fire's closing in.

- How long do we have?

- Hard to say.
A couple of minutes at most.

- Then you have one.

- Copy that.

- We got her.

- Kidd.

We're pulling out.
Stand down.

- There's another guy
that's still in there, Chief.

No one's seen him come out.
- No.

- Chief,
I can't locate Gallo.

Wait,
I think I got eyes on him.

Gallo.

- Found him by the washers.

- Time's up, Chief.
Get everybody out now.

Squad, move out!

- Emergency.
Everyone, evacuate immediately.

Get out now.

- All right.
51 copies.

All right, Ritter,
you heard him.

Let's get out of here.

- Delaney, let's go!

- Right behind you.

- In there.

- This way.
Let's go.

Move, move, move.

- Mayday, mayday!
We're boxed in.

Can't find a path out.

- You okay?
- I'm okay.

- Mayday, mayday.

Truck 81 to Battalion 25.

We're in a back office.

It's heating up fast.
Quadrant C.

We need another way out.

- Casey, you see 20?

They're still
in there with you.

- Hold.

Chief, I got him.
Partial collapse.

Two firefighters down.

- Hang on in there.
Help is on its way.

- Gallo.
- Yeah.

- Where?
- Right here.

This is the office,

just on the other side
of this wall.

- Think we got a better shot
from the back room, Chief.

- Do it.
- All right, Cruz, with me.

- Thank you.

- My man's trapped.

- Hey, can you move?
- No.

- One, two, three.

- I got him.

- Come on.

- Right through there.

- Chief, we're running out
of options here.

- Hey, Casey,

breaking down
the delta side wall.

- Copy.

Let's get him
away from the wall.

- Come on, guys.

He's unconscious,
but he's breathing.

- You okay?

- Not a scratch.

- Okay, Herrmann,

hit it with everything
that you got.

- Copy that, Chief.

Go, hit it.
- Got it.

- We almost
got cooked in there.

- It was a close one.

Move the rigs
once we dump all our gear.

- They're fine where they are.

- Great job out there today.

But we are not
out of harm's way yet.

You may or not have heard about
my friend Mike Buckley,

and he...

Doesn't matter.

These are the new
operational procedures

that I expect
everyone to follow.

Firefighter Cancer
Support Network

provided a list
of best practices

that will keep us safe...

after the call.

- We learned about this
at the academy.

Carcinogens,
contaminates, all that.

Why isn't that
a standard by now?

- It will be.

- Yeah.

- Hey.

What's going on here?

- Extermination vans.

- Oh, hell.

- Mm-hmm.

- Brought the pests
home with me.

Hi.

- Oh, Christopher.

I'm sorry.

- You're sorry for what?

- Remember when I went
antiquing last weekend?

And came home with that
gorgeous French wingback chair?

- Not really,
but go on.

- Apparently,
it was infested with bedbugs.

- Oh, wait.

So then I didn't bring
the bugs home with me.

- You brought them to 51.

- I'm so sorry.

- You breathe a word
of this to anybody,

and you're packing your bags.

Mm-hmm.

- Hmm.

Uh, I'm gonna go sleep
at Severide's.

Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.

- Bye, Cindy.

- I'm sorry.

- Come on up, Tuesday.
Good girl.

Good girl.

- Okay, how does it look?

- Simple, yet effective.

- Oh, yeah, we should
definitely get out there.

- Oh, hurry.
We don't want to miss him.

- Got it?
- Yep.

- Guys, hey, come on.
They sent Tony out on recon.

He's two blocks away.

- Oh.
- Wow. Exciting.

- Ladies.

Thanks for inviting us over.

- So this is gonna seem silly,

but we owe you an apology,
Captain.

We thought you'd try
and get revenge

for that whole women's lounge
misunderstanding,

and so we were paranoid
during our whole stay at 20.

But you've been nothing but
welcoming and generous to us,

so thank you.

- You didn't eat or sleep
for an entire shift.

- Well...

- Fish in a barrel.

- Matt Casey,
Kelly Severide.

This is Mike Buckley,

former student
that I was telling you about.

- Hey, good to meet you.

- We appreciate everything
you're doing for the CFD.

Chief said you gave a real
powerful speech the other day.

- Thanks. Hope I was able
to change a few minds.

We firefighters
can be pretty stubborn,

set in our ways.

- Well, the real reason
why I got you down here today,

one of our men is, you know,
running in this half-marathon.

He had this really crazy idea
about how he could help

raise awareness

for the Firefighter Cancer
Support Network,

which, of course,
is something that,

well, you inspired.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

- What's that?

- Well, it's probably best
you see for yourself, 'cause...

here he comes right now.

- Oh, hey, here he comes!

Hold up the sign,
or he's not gonna see it!

- I don't think he's gonna beat
your record at the academy,

but...

local news
picked up on the story.

- Let's go!
- Go, Gallo, go.

- Hey!
all: Go, Gallo, go!

Go, Gallo, go!

Go, Gallo, go!

Go, Gallo, go!

Go, Gallo, go!

Go, Gallo, go!

Go, Gallo, go!

Go, Gallo, go!

Go, Gallo, go!

- Let's go, slacker.

Speed walkers are passing us.

- You don't
have to stay with me.

- I know.
But I feel like I should.

Don't want you
to pass out.

- There it is.

all: Go, Gallo, go!