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- Hi.
- Chloe, hey.

The department is having
a charity picnic,

- and I thought...
- Yes, I'd love to.

It's surprising more
of Grandbrook's trailers

haven't burned down.

This article is going to
make waves, Naomi.

You remind me of someone I know.

I'm guessing you're not over her yet.

When you get it all
figured out, give me a call.

- How's Severide holding up?
- Worse than he'll admit.

Sleep tight, Dad. You earn it.

- Morning.
- Hey.

I was thinking we could
coordinate a few drills today.

- All units?
- Sure.

Hey, remember Naomi Graham,

the reporter I helped out
with the trailer fire article?

Yeah.

Funny thing, I keep thinking about her.

It's been a while
since Gabi and I split up.

We signed the divorce papers.

I've done my best
to make peace with it all.

Now, I've got to try
and move forward, right?

- And get on with my life.
- Sounds right to me.

I was thinking I'd give her a call.

Yeah, go for it.

Hey, sorry to bug you with all this.

I know you got plenty on your mind.

No, I'm good.

You should call her, for sure.

- How's Severide doing?
- Okay.

Glad to hear it.

Yeah, I mean, at least
that's what he tells me, but...

- Severide being Severide.
- Exactly.

It is a mystery what goes on
in that head of his.

You look tired.

You know, my sleep
has been terrible lately.

I think I need a new pillow.

But until then, that fifth cup of coffee

is just going to have to do.

Thanks for coming by, Bill.
Good to see you again.

Sorry it took a funeral
for us to reconnect.

Chief, when you're my age,

a funeral is just another social event.

51, say hello to one
of the toughest firefighters

I ever had the honor of working with.

- Big Bill Hacker!
- Hey, Bill!

- One of the toughest?
- Ah.

When I started out,
first day at the academy,

they threw you in the smoke box
without a mask.

Learned real quick, the good
air was down at the floor.

We called that class
"Smoke Appreciation."

You kids be safe out there, huh?

And listen to your chief.
He's a celebrity, after all.

Mr. September 1990, huh?

Take it easy.

- What?
- Mr. September?

- Did you know about this?
- Do you think

I would have kept that from you?

You guys, we have to find
a copy of that thing.

Anyone goes looking for that calendar

can also go looking for another job.

- Risk I'm willing to take!
- Goes without saying!

I have to see Beefcake Boden.

But how are we going to find it?

A 30-year-old firefighter calendar.

Engine 51, Truck 81.

If it exists, it can be found.

Battalion 25, structure
fire, 3600 South Hermitage.

- Hey, anyone inside?
- My husband, Adam.

We had the fireplace going,

and then, the wall over the mantle...

It suddenly got really hot,
and there was all this smoke.

Just your husband, no one else?

Brett, Foster, we have
a smoke inhalation victim here.

- She needs oxygen.
- On it, Chief.

Come here.

It's a cracked flue.
Fire got in the walls.

I don't like that brown smoke, chief.

Me neither. Lightweight construction,

fire deep in that structure, but we have

a confirmed victim still inside,

so let's get in and out quick.
Search teams, mask up.

Herrmann, get a hose line
in there, cover them.

Copy.

We'll take the bottom floor.
You take the top.

Sounds good.

Cruz!

- Fire department, call out!
- Fire department, call out!

Talk to me, Casey. What do you got?

Nothing yet.

Still got a few rooms
to check out on one.

Emergency! Everybody out!

Hey, Severide, time to go!

Now, right now, evacuate!

Severide!

Severide!

Severide!

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Severide!

- Squad three, report.
- Severide!

Chief, I need assistance on
the second floor, D/C corner.

Severide is under the collapsed chimney.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Truck 81, RIT rescue! Go get him!

Herrmann, you stay on the first
floor, cover the stairwell.

We have to limit the weight upstairs.

This building is a collapse
waiting to happen.

Copy.

Hey, Lieutenant!

Hang in there, all right?
Help is on the way.

Kelly! Can you hear me?

- I'm okay.
- You're not okay!

You got a chimney on you! Don't move!

Just need a little more room.

Help, we got to get this thing off him.

We need airbags and cribbing!

Airbags and cribbing
coming right up, Casey.

Ritter, get back
out of the collapse zone!

Go!

Cruz, behind you!

Yo, yo, I got him!

Chief, we found the husband.

Kidd, Otis, get the victim down.

Otis can take him. I'm with Kelly.

No, you're taking him, now!

Hey, grab his legs, come on!

All right, we got him.

Ambo!

Adam, Adam! Is he okay?

He was already down
when the collapse happened.

Kidd, Kidd!

Stay here, Capp and Tony
are in there now.

I got to limit the weight on that floor.

I'm too far away. Get him closer to me.

Shut up and keep still.

Chief, the fire's spreading.
Can we get some help?

- Stand by, Casey.
- Hey, Chief!

We got to get a line upstairs,
cover these guys.

No, not until we lighten
the load up there.

Casey, send two men out
so I can get 51 up there.

In a minute, once the airbags are set.

Copy that. 51, hold your position.

- How's it coming?
- Almost there.

Hey, Severide, look at me. You good?

- Yep.
- Good to go!

All right.

- Set.
- Up on one.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, stop, stop!

The floor joints
are cracking under the weight.

It feels like the whole floor

is going to go out from underneath us!

You need more points of contact.

Distribute the weight more evenly.

Cruz, Capp, Tony. Build me another pile.

- Copy that.
- Capp!

Chief, we need a hose line here.

Hey, Chief, let me take Ritter.

We're the two lightest guys on engine.

- Go.
- Ritter, let's roll.

Copy that.

Casey, hose line coming to you now.

How long have they
been under that chimney?

- Seven, eight minutes?
- More like ten.

- You got it?
- Yeah.

Follow me.

Hey, don't come in the room!

Stay there.

- He's low on air.
- Don't worry about it.

Just keep working.

Herrmann, Herrmann, cut the water!

What's wrong?

The floor can't take the weight.

- Get back outside.
- Okay,

but I'm leaving you the line.

Copy that!

Capp, Tony, you too. Get out of here.

- Okay, but take this.
- No, you need it.

I'll be fine.

- Capp, get him out of here.
- I got him.

Hang in there.

Hey, still with me?

Yeah, just get me out of here.

- Cruz!
- All right, good to go!

Up on one and two!

Stop, stop!

It's no good. If we keep lifting,

the chimney's going to push
the cribbing through the floor.

Well, you better think of something fast,

because his room's going to flashover.

- Cruz, you better go.
- But what about you?

Hand me that hose.

I'll cover Severide with my body,

and we'll make a stand right here.

Oh, so you can both die?
To hell with that!

- Get ready to pull him out.
- Cruz, just forget it, go!

No way! Get ready!

One, two, now!

Come on.

Okay, 51. Give it all you got.

51, open it up. Let's hit it hard.

- You good, you good?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, you scared the hell out of us.

I'm fine.

Let the doctors make that call.

Go with 61 and get checked out.

- I'm okay, all right?
- Yeah, I'm sure you are.

Go anyway.

Go on, get out of here.

All right.

Hop on the back for me.
Will you check him out?

- Captain?
- Yeah?

All due respect, I do not appreciate

being ordered to stand down
during that fire.

I did what I thought was best
for everyone involved.

- I'm a damn good firefighter.
- I know that.

And I can handle myself in any situation,

including one
where Severide is in danger.

No, you can't.

Kidd, last time you went to help Severide

was during that high rise fire.

You ignored your low air alarm
and almost died.

I... that was different

because I hadn't checked
my air closely enough.

It won't happen again, but you
can't sideline me, boss.

I can and will do whatever
I think is safest

for all my firefighters.

Just be glad it worked out this time.

And Severide's okay.

All right, I'm going to
drop off the run sheet,

then we can head out.

I'll check on Severide,

see if he needs to hitch a ride back.

Monique, how's Severide doing?

Dr. Manning cleared him a while ago.

He's in Treatment 3, ready to go.

Monique says you're good to go.

We can take you back
to the firehouse, if you want.

I don't know why I didn't move

when Chief gave the evacuation order.

We all just figured you stayed

because you saw the victim in there.

No, I didn't see him until
after the chimney collapsed.

Why didn't I move?

Maybe you heard the victim call out?

No, I don't think so.

I can't tell you
what happened in that house.

But, um...

I can tell you from
personal experience that, um...

losing a parent...

It messes with your head
in ways you don't even realize.

Come on, Lieutenant.

Let's get you to the fire house.

Over here.

These cabinets.

All official CFD documentation

gets filed away in these drawers,

and I know from my time at the bullpen,

they never get cleaned out.

Don't you think
this is a little conspicuous?

You know, the four of us snooping around?

Post a lookout.

What would it be filed under?
C for "calendar"?

"S" is for sexy.

Hey, shut up!

You need something, Herrmann?

I... I... I... I need to... um...

make some copies, but
the machine felt a little hot,

so I figured I'd let it
cool off for a minute.

Huh, okay. Put in a call to Facilities,

get someone down here to take a look.

Okay.

The copier felt warm?

This is ridiculous. I am an officer now.

I cannot take part
in these kinds of shenanigans.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah.

I mean, Boden stuck his neck
out to give me this promotion,

and I cannot undermine him
like this, all right?

It wouldn't be right.

If we happen to find the calendar,

do you still want to see it?

What do you mean, "if"?
You better find it!

Naomi, I was just talking
about you this morning.

Matt, I have something you need to hear.

This thing with Grandbrook Trailers,

I don't think it's over.

What do you mean? I thought your article

shut them down, got a lawsuit going.

So did I, but listen to this.

You need to look at the fire
that happened last week

outside Indianapolis,
at the Dunlap Trailer Village.

You have no idea what you've done

with that article of yours.

You better start watching your back.

- When did that come in?
- Last night, no caller ID.

Did you look into the fire he mentioned?

Only information I could find
was in the local paper.

It was a big fire,
burned down the trailer

and partly destroyed
two other homes nearby.

The owner is in critical condition.

Did you get the make of the trailer?

- Was it a Grandbrook?
- Trailer park manager

said he wasn't sure.

So I called the
Indianapolis Fire Department,

couldn't get an answer, either.

I saw the way people respond to you,

and I was hoping maybe you
had a contact in the department

there who could help us get
a hold of the incident report.

- I know someone who might.
- Great.

I'll keep rattling cages on my end,

see what I can learn.

Call me when you hear anything,
and I'll do the same.

Sounds good.

I really appreciate this, Matt.

Yeah.

Oh, come, come, Tuesday! Get back here!

- Come.
- Oh, my God.

This is the solution to everything.

- You don't be doing that here.
- Oh, God.

Oh-ho-ho-ho.

My roommate usually takes
care of her when I'm on shift,

but he just dropped her off here.

Says he got a new job.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do.

Oh, you're going to give her to me.

That's what you're going to do.

And I'm going to quit firefighting

and spend the rest of my life

scratching these polka dot ears.

Just blink if you want
to come live with me.

Uh, sorry, I'm kind of attached to her.

Oh, well, have you looked
into a dog walker?

Well, the problem is
she's got separation anxiety.

She gets destructive when she's alone.

Right, right, right.

Well, I see a long and meaningful future

for us, Tuesday. Call me.

I'll see you.

You hear that? Oh, I think she likes you.

There you are.

It looks like you're
in one piece, that's good.

Yeah, the docs at Med
gave me the thumbs up.

It was, um...

That was a little scary back there,

and I'm really glad that you're okay.

Yeah, 100%.

It must have shaken you up a little bit.

Not really, no reason
to dwell on it, you know?

Kelly, come on, I...

You've seemed, like,
a million miles away lately.

I'm... I'm just trying to help.

And I'm just trying to
get through the day.

I don't need you turning everything

into some big emotional crisis.

Can you just...

give me some space?

Yeah, of course.

I can't believe Joe
didn't tell you about it.

It was like something out
of an action movie.

No lie, Chloe, he lifted an
entire chimney up by himself.

- Really?
- They weren't there.

I used a lever to lift part
of a chimney, like, an inch.

Work with us, Cruz. We're trying to

make you look good in front of your lady.

A-ha, he doesn't need
any help on that front.

Oh!

Hey, McHolland, what's shaking?

Hey, Louder.

Oh, hey, hey, do you remember
a charity calendar

from 1990 featuring Chief Boden?

No way. Wallace Boden?

Yeah, that's what Big Bill says,

and Boden didn't exactly deny it.

We're trying to locate a copy.

They are, uh-uh.
I got nothing to do with it.

You fellas try the Fire Museum?

They got all kinds
of memorabilia down there.

We didn't think of it.
We'll give that a try.

We've been looking everywhere
for this thing.

I spent two hours
this morning at the library

up to my eyeballs in microfilm.

Why haven't you asked me for help?

You know what I do for a living, right?

Yes, I do.

You... you, uh...

work for a consulting company
of some kind.

I'm the head of research, Joe.

I have a degree in library science.

Ah.

- Wait, for real?
- For real.

Oh, you are our secret weapon.

Yeah!

- I'm here to help.
- Okay, Herrmann,

what do you think?

Uh, the fire museum's a great idea.

I wish that I thought of it.

What do you think about my flyer?

Oh.

Yeah, sure, hang it up.

Maybe it'll bring in some...
some new customers.

I'll buy you a drink if you
can help me out with a mission.

If you know any firefighters
in Indianapolis,

- same goes for you.
- Can't say I can help, sorry.

Thrilling as this conversation sounds,

I have to go see my friend's band.

Good night, all.

- Good night.
- See you.

No more drinks for me.

It's not easy keeping up with Foster.

Please tell me you're not
moving to Indiana.

No, no, no, no.
It's for that reporter, Naomi.

She's writing a follow-up piece,

and I need to take a look
at an incident report.

The cute reporter's back, that's great.

Yeah, yeah, except I'm pretty sure

I blew any chance
I had with her last time.

- So now, she's all business.
- Oh, please.

You give her that solemn Matt Casey look.

The "I genuinely care about
what you're saying" thing.

You're doing it right now!
I guarantee, she melts.

- You have done some drinking.
- Oh, yeah.

Hey, I do know a guy in the IFD.

Kind of a big shot, high school friend.

Really tall guy with a funny walk,

like he's always leaning
a little too far forward.

Oh, his name's coming to me.

Wait.

Hey.

According to this app,

my driver has looped
the block three times.

I'll wait with you.

No, you don't have to do that.

I know.

I've been thinking a lot about
what you said at the hospital.

Which parent?

My mom, lung cancer.

I'm sorry.

It's like...

classic form, she timed it
for maximum destruction.

She got sick and died during
my final year of residency.

Toughest bitch in Pittsburgh.

I miss her every damn day.

- You were close?
- The opposite of that.

Which makes it worse, somehow, right?

Yeah.

Like, there's nothing to hold on to.

Hey, go have some fun. That's an order.

All right. Night, Foster.

Man, I could live here.
This old stuff is great.

Yeah, it was nice of them

to let us in before visiting hours.

I just wish they had
a better filing system.

There's no rhyme or reason to it.

Like, why aren't all

the charity-related things in one place?

You are cute when you talk about filing.

- Shut up.
- Oh, hey, I found something.

The photo of the 1995 outdoor hoops

regional championship runner-ups!

I thought we were here
to find a calendar.

Look at that fresh-faced
Christopher Herrmann.

- Oh, wow, look, that's Mouch.
- Wow.

Mouch, how long have you been old?

Keep it up, Otis.

Oh, guys, we got to get to shift.

Oh, already? Well, this was a wash.

You guys go ahead. I'll keep looking.

- You sure?
- Absolutely.

I might do a little
reorganizing, just for kicks

Thank you.

- Thanks, Chloe.
- You're welcome.

Bye, guys.

She's a great girl, Cruz.

I'll reserve judgment
until she finds that calendar.

It was great to see Kelly
talking to somebody about it.

He's been so shut down
ever since Benny died.

How do you know their
conversation was about Benny?

Well, I heard a little.
It sounds like Foster

went through something similar,
which is great.

I mean, it's not great
that someone she loved died,

obviously, but it's great
that Kelly has someone

he can talk to who can relate.

- Mm, yeah, it is.
- Yeah, totally.

Good morning!

Wow, someone here is not hungover,

- and that someone isn't me.
- Oh, ouch, overdid it?

Well, you know,
better be careful next time.

Was that weird?

No, no, you know Kidd.

She is just...

really...

friendly person.

Hey, it's Matt.

How quickly can you get to the firehouse?

The fire investigators in Indianapolis

didn't pick up on it

because they didn't know
what to look for,

but it's pretty clear to me.

This fire started
with a faulty refrigerator.

Just like the Grandbrook trailer fires.

And check this out.

I can't say for sure
without a floor plan,

but the layout in these photos looks like

the same exact layout
that Grandbrook uses.

- Is that helpful?
- Very.

Now you want to hear what I learned?

This trailer was sold by a company

called CWG Building Systems.

- Catchy name.
- Isn't it, though?

I couldn't find out much about them,

except that they were
incorporated on the same day

and by the same law firm

as two known Grandbrook subsidiaries.

- You think they're related.
- It's got to be, right?

So here's my theory.

Once we exposed Grandbrook trailers

as the firetraps they are,

Grandbrook transferred their
inventory to this shell company

and kept on selling them
under a different name.

- Sure sounds like it.
- Oh, I need proof, though.

I'm going to head down
to Bloomington tomorrow.

CWG owns a facility down there.

It might be where
they're keeping those trailers.

You're going by yourself?
After that voicemail?

Matt, I appreciate your concern,

but I've tracked down fugitive
drug lords to get a story.

I'm not really worried about
some sleazy trailer salesmen.

Naomi, I have no doubt
that you can handle yourself.

All the same, I'd like to come along

if you think you could use some help.

And road trip dinner is on me.

Only the finest truck stop will do.

- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, I happen to know that
Kicky Dyson's Pit Stop

off I-65 has a fantastic
triple decker burger.

- Ah.
- So...

- pick me up at 6:00.
- Okay.

Who's a good girl? Who's a good girl?

Is it you, is it you?
Oh, I think it is you!

I'm sorry to do this again, Lieutenant.

I'll tell my roommate
he's got to pick her up

- as soon as he gets off work.
- All right, good.

Because I don't need Captain Casey

giving me any grief about that.

- Okay, thank you.
- Bad news, guys.

Chloe has combed the entire museum.

- That calendar is MIA.
- Damn.

- Did you try the fire academy?
- And union headquarters.

- Nobody's got it.
- Looks like Mr. September

will forever remain shrouded in folklore.

No, don't say that.

You know, there is one place
that it might be.

No, forget it.

I'm the only one that can go asking,

and I can't get involved.

Herrmann, I don't understand
why you think

bugles on your collar means

you're not allowed to have fun anymore.

Do you see Casey and Severide

getting wrapped up
in this monkey business, huh?

Who cares?

You got to establish
your own leadership style.

- Yeah, you call the shots.
- Uh-huh.

You just want me to find that calendar,

and I'm trying to set
an example for my firefighters.

Well, you already have, boss.

That's why we'd follow you
to Hell and back.

Okay, yeah, I call the shots.

All right, the dog stays
until the end of shift,

and come hell or high water,

I am going to get us that calendar.

All right!

Ambulance 61, person injured.

Who's a good girl? Who's a good girl?

Person injured. Any thoughts?

I'm going to guess some tourist ate it

on one of those dockless scooters.

Hm, oh, wait. 725 Grand?

Ugh, that's Scanlon.
That's a known Packers bar.

- And it's football Sunday.
- Ugh, this is gonna be ugly.

- I better call for backup.
- Ambulance 61 to main.

Requesting Truck 81 for assistance.

Ugh, oh, God.

Dispatch Truck 81 to your location...

All right, people, make some room.

Come on, get out of the way.

Man, that's too much crazy for me.

I'm out of here.

All right, you guys, move. Uh, no thanks.

Back there.

He said he's okay,
but I'm like "No way, man.

You need help."

Hey, guys. What happened?

Is it that bad?

- It was an accident.
- Was it, Kevin, was it?

All right, guys,
back up and give us some space.

- Kevin threw it at him.
- He told me to!

This point is one inch long, at least.

Oh, well, it's in there all the way.

Oh, could you just take it out, please?

No, no, no, no, you need a
trauma surgeon to remove that.

It looks like it pierced
the frontal sinus.

I just hope it didn't extend
into the brain.

He put a lime on his head, and he had me

try to hit it like
Robin Hood or whatever.

Okay, guys, give us
some space, all right?

We got to figure out how
to cover this dart somehow

so it doesn't get jostled in transport.

I've got an idea.

Just take it out, I'm begging you.

At the hospital, all right?

We'll get you there as quick as we can.

Oh, that's perfect, all right.
Let's get some tape...

I'm sorry, Ricky. I'm so sorry, man.

Get off of her!
Let her do her thing, man!

Hey, guys, guys, guys! Knock it off!

Hey, break it up, break it up!

- Break it up!
- Back off!

- Hey!
- Hey, hey, I got it.

I got it. Your job's over there.

Okay, okay, thanks.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no...

- Ow.
- Ricky!

Oh, yeah. He's passed out.

- Better get the stretcher.
- Yep.

Oh, let me see that.
Oh, you really got clocked.

People are complete idiots.
You ever noticed that?

Well, by some miracle, Dart Guy is okay.

I bandaged him up and sent him home.

You got pretty snappy there with Foster.

It was complete chaos.

I was just trying
to establish some order.

Can I say something

without you interrupting
and getting defensive?

What is that supposed to mean?

Fine, go.

You have been running yourself ragged

worrying about Severide.

You're not sleeping,
yelling at your captain...

I knew I shouldn't have told you that.

Acting thrilled about Foster's connection

with Severide one minute, and trying to

bite her head off the next.

All I'm saying is when someone you love

goes through a traumatic event,
it's a lot to handle.

You need to take care of yourself, too.

Not just Severide.

You know, I really thought
all I needed was a new pillow.

And maybe Tuesday, the perfect dog.

- Oh, ooh, no, it's...
- Sorry.

Yeah, no, it's okay, it's fine.

It's... yeah, I got it, I got it.

- Hey.
- Hey, Lieutenant.

I'll see you next time.

Hey, Foster.

It's been good having someone to talk to.

It always is.

By any chance are you free later?

Maybe you want to grab a beer somewhere?

When my mom died, I didn't
have anyone to lean on.

The residents I worked with,
they weren't my friends.

They were more like competitors.

You're lucky.

You have a great support system here,

and a girlfriend who loves you.

Lean on her.

Christopher, how are you?

Hey.

Oh, is Wallace expecting you?
He's upstairs, let me get him.

No, no, no, no, no, no!
Don't tell him I'm here.

- I wanted to see you, actually.
- Oh, okay.

It's about the calendar, Donna.

You know the one I mean. 1990.

- Wallace's calendar.
- Yeah, that is the one.

So...

How much do you want? Name your price.

Oh, well, I don't have it.

I thought you were going to say
that you found one.

- Mm-mm.
- No?

Wallace swears, when he made Chief,

that he tracked down every copy
and destroyed it, so.

- I believe it.
- Yeah.

I guess it's lost to the ages.

It's just a shame.

All right, anyway,
have a good night, Donna.

You, too.

- You look nice.
- Oh, thanks.

Who was that?

Your friend, Christopher.
He asked me about the calendar.

Heh, I thought he would. What'd you say?

Oh, well, I'm certainly
not going to tell him...

the truth.

When will you stop?

Oh, don't you shake your head at me.

That's one of my favorite
things in this world,

and I don't intent to share it.

- Oh, wow.
- Wow.

You know, we don't actually
have to go out to dinner.

Terrence is with my mom all evening,

and we have the whole place
to ourselves, so.

So the reservation is cancelled.

Looks like it's locked up tight.

Pretty high security
for a bunch of used trailers.

Well, from the outside,

they sure look like the Grandbrooks.

Uh, it's too dark to get
a decent pic from here.