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BODEN: Previously on Chicago Fire...

Could this be Voight-related? Voight?

VIKAN: When it comes to gang violence, the man has a long reach.

I'm gonna push to fast-track Peter Mills to Squad.

Sounds like you guys have all the answers.

This is Tara Little. She's a candidate.

She's gonna be riding along with you guys for the next few shifts.

Who asked who out? I'm just curious.

Wait, you did, right? What?

Yeah, you asked me to dinner that one night.

Oh, no, that wasn't a date.

Come on!

Kelly, I wanna know if you'd like to have a baby with me.

I'm in.

That you don't have enough sack to admit you're sleeping with Heather.

I'm done explaining myself.

You haven't explained a damn thing!

'Cause you're wrong!

Hey.

Hey.

So, we're off and running.

We're what? (SIGHING)

I went to the doctor's office this morning, got my hormone shot.

Oh. Yeah.

Yeah. How you feeling?

Fine. Yeah.

It's not affecting me at all.

It just, uh, it means the, uh,

window for ovulation is gonna be in the next couple of days,

so don't make any plans.

And, um, as soon as these

say that I'm good to go,

we've got to get to the clinic

and perform our respective duties. (SNIFFLING)

Oh, okay, yeah.

Well... (CLEARING THROAT) Sorry, I'm just... I'm really excited.

I can see that. Yeah.

All right.

Hey.

Hmm?

lam, too.

(CHUCKLING)

Oh! Oh, yeah! Pecan caramel popcorn!

Let's get into this before Herrmann finds out.

Herrmann's gone hunting with his brother.

It's all the pecan caramel popcorn you can eat.

All right! Sweet!

Who brought this in?

Uh, the paramedic candidate

who's riding with Dawson and Shay.

Uh, apparently she spent a couple of shifts over at 95.

Bob MacElroy, uh, said she's pretty cool.

What, are you stalking her now?

No, I'm not stalking her. (SNIFFING)

| just like knowing who I'm working with.

Are you wearing cologne?

(SNIFFING) No.

Body spray, maybe.

(CHUCKLING)

Hey, Tara!

Hey.

Uh, Severide, I think Capp's looking for you.

Nah, I just left him.

TARA: Hi, everybody.

Hi. Hey!

Did you bring this popcorn? 'Cause it's amazing.

I am not above buying people's affection.

So, um,

I hear that you are quite a graphic designer.

So is anyone with a laptop.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Yeah, I wish I'd figured that out before

l racked up $60,000 in student loans. Uh-huh.

(STUTTERING) What made you want to be an EMT?

Uh, my roommate's a paramedic at 35.

I didn't have to hang out with her very long

before I realized the firehouse is where it's at.

(ALARM BUZZING)

DISPATCHER: Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61...

Here we go.

...industrial accident, Racine and 15th Street.

(SIREN WAlLlNG)

Hey, what happened?

Uh, worker backed a forklift into the shelves

and the whole thing came down on top of him.

CASEY: Don't move the palettes.

Give him a hand with that.

SEVERIDE: Here, watch your back.

Hang in there, buddy. We're going to get you out.

Coming to you.

Hey, can you tell me your name?

Phil... Phil Manfreddi.

Okay. Hi, Phil.

Okay, Phil,

I want you to breathe slow and easy for me, okay?

See his nail beds? How blue they are? What's that mean?

Shock. He's in shock.

Very good. We're going to keep his C-spine nice and straight,

and we need to warm him up.

Okay, I'm going to lift your head, hon.

Let's get the spreaders.

Forget the spreaders. Get the torch in here.

We need to cut this beam.

Copy that.

Wait, why don't we try and lift it?

It's too unstable. Anything shifts,

it'll all fall right back on top of him.

Hey, is there anything flammable in these boxes?

No, sir.

SEVERIDE: Need water over here.

Sevende! Kill the torch!

What?

CASEY: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Look out! Everybody down!

Is it out? Can't tell. I need to get in there.

Still smoldering.

This could go up again any second.

You've got to move him.

I didn't make it through the beam.

MILLS: Wait!

Wait, how about this?

It's worth a try. Hadley!

HADLEY: Yeah.

(PHIL SCREAMING)

Focus on his face and keep him calm.

All right.

You're going to be okay, Phil.

Quick thinking, Candidate.

Gear's all picked up, Lieutenant.

All right, let's get back home.

Where's Mills?

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Leave his ass.

You got it.

So then, what's the difference between

an oxy/acetylene torch and an exothermic torch?

For starters, an exothermic will cut through

a solid block of concrete. Cool.

Yeah. Here, let me show you what else we use.

(SIGHING)

(CHUCKLING) He'll get over it.

(BEEPING)

Your lieutenant says the bathroom needs a good cleaning, Candidate.

(CHUCKLING)

Hey. Kelly, right?

Yeah. We have a mutual friend.

Jennifer Robinson?

She tends bar at Cubby Bear?

Oh. She said to say "hello."

Okay, yeah. Tell her I said "hello."

Will do.

It's nice to have a connection with someone here.

Yeah, it's a great group at 51.

I'm sure that you'll fit right in.

Shay and Dawson taking good care ofyou?

Yeah.

I actually have some copies to go make for Dawson right now.

So, I'll see you later.

Sure.

Hey, Otis, check this out.

My grandparents, in Madrid.

My grandfather proposed to her there. Hmm.

You will never see Russian grandparents smiling like that.

(DAWSON LAUGHING)

That place they're standing in front of

is one of the oldest restaurants in Europe.

You been? No. Someday.

I think Molly's needs a big wooden door like this.

Something timeless and beautiful.

How did I know there was an agenda attached to this story?

It is a nice door.

Look, Dawson, now is not the time to be making

design decisions, okay?

Herrmann's unreachable in the woods of Ontario somewhere.

Yeah, exactly why now is the time.

Well, we don't have any money left.

There's a salvage place I use,

has all kinds of old structural pieces.

Might take some searching, but we could take a look.

ReaHy? Mmm-hmm.

Yeah? All right. Yeah, sounds good. Thanks.

Bathrooms are done, Lieutenant.

Showers need a good cleaning, too.

Okay.

Uh, can I talk with you for a minute first?

In private?

Sure.

(CLEARING THROAT)

I wanted to apologize for this morning.

I know I screwed up, and it won't happen again.

But I also want to formally let you know that

I will be pursuing that open opportunity at Squad.

I heard.

But right now, you are on truck.

And while you're here, you better act like it.

Yes, sir.

(ALARM RINGS)

DISPATCHER: Ambulance 61, laceration injury, 670 North Talman Avenue.

(SIREN BLARES)

So sorry about this.

My husband, Dennis,

he was working on the garage door

and it just started opening.

(DENNIS GROANING)

His arm is caught in there. We're not equipped for this. Call it in.

SHAY: Dispatch, this is Ambulance 61.

We need a truck company to 670 North Talman Avenue.

My shoulder...

I heard the muscle make a ripping sound.

Okay, we're going to get you down, Dennis.

Let me support your weight, okay?

Tara, take hold of his legs with me.

We're going to lift him up.

Tara.

I need your help.

Dawson, see if you can lift the door.

(GRUNTING)

Tara, get up here and help me.

Lift this, come on.

Dennis,

this is going to hurt like hell, but it's going to be quick. All right?

Tell me, what are you gonna do?

(DENNIS SCREAMING)

All right. Get me down.

Arelene, my arm!

ARELENE: Sweetie, you're all right.

(DENNIS GROANING)

DAWSON: All right, come on. You can come with us.

Where'd Tara go? Is she off crying in a corner somewhere?

Oh, come on, that was pretty gnarly.

Cut her some slack.

So you and Casey are going, uh,

treasure hunting after shift, huh?

Don't even start that.

I got to say, though, it's just nice to be back to normal with him.

Normal?

(CHUCKLING) Normal as in buried romantic feelings

and unspoken sexual tension?

Hey, I ran into Mike,

and he says Hallie, she's long gone, she's history.

She's off "finding herself,"

doing some medical aid work

in South America or somewhere...

I don't care, Shay. I got my man, all right?

Hey, hey, excuse me! Don't touch that.

That's not yours!

Put it back.

How long ago since that hormone shot?

Just don't mess with my gurney.

Grabbed a couple coffees for you guys.

Thank you. Thanks.

l, uh, saw the doctor in the hall.

She said you saved that man's arm.

Well, we got him here fast. That's the key.

Yeah.

Quick response is everything.

Okay. Okay?

Mmm-hmm.

Mills.

Yeah, Lieutenant? Come here.

Have a seat.

and what situations they're best for.

Cool. Thanks, Lieutenant.

How are the classes going?

Good. Really good, actually.

I couldn't get into Vertical Rescue this time around,

so, it's full up.

What are you doing? You can't stop it.

Where's the defense in this game?

There is no defense in paper football.

| get a penalty kick. Put up your uprights.

(LAUGHING) Ah!

Can someone please explain to me

why our Truck candidate is sitting at the Squad table?

Does Severide know?

Severide's there!

They're all there. It's a little tea party,

and Peter Mills is the guest of honor.

Call Lieutenant Brunson,

tell him I want you in his class.

Great, I will. Good.

I guess we're not good enough for him anymore.

MOUCH: What a slap in the face.

Mills could use a lecture on company loyalty.

I've been here, what, five years?

Nobody ever talked about

grooming me for Rescue Squad.

(LAUGHING SARCASTICALLY) But Mills, oh, Mills...

Maybe that's because he's busting his ass.

Bet you a dollar you miss that.

Make it a beer.

You're on.

Gee, I guess I owe you a beer.

Chief, you got a sec?

Yeah.

This business about getting Mills on Squad...

You sure he's ready?

Severide thinks so.

Yeah, I'm sure he does.

Have you talked to Mills about it?

Yeah, I have.

A real conversation,

or just long enough

for him to say what you wanted to hear?

Look, Casey, | get it.

You're tired of sniffing out talent

and training them up, only to have them poached by Squad.

This isn't about me, Chief.

And it shouldn't be about you, either,

or your feelings of obligation toward Henry Mills.

Your concerns

are duly noted.

Yeah, no, I know! missed a couple sessions,

but, uh, Lieutenant Severide, he really wants me to take this class,

so I'm hoping that there's still time to jump in.

Yeah.

Oh, that's great.

Great. I'll wait to hear from you.

Okay.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Uh, taking care of some business.

Okay.

lfeel like I'm doing something wrong.

| see the way that people are looking at me,

and I can just imagine what they're saying behind my back.

Ambition makes people uncomfortable.

You just have to remind yourself

that you're not doing it for them.

Yeah, well, I think it's something

a little deeper, though, with Casey, isn't it?

What do you mean? (SCOFFING)

You think he'd be riding me this hard

if I wasn't with the girl that he likes?

(CHUCKLING)

You don't know what you're talking about, Pete.

You messed up,

Casey rapped your knuckles for it. (SIGHING)

You know how many times Otis had to mop this house

top to bottom when he was a candidate?

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Cindy! Hi, Leslie.

How're you feeling? Fat.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Oh, Christopher left a set of car keys here,

| just need to grab them. Okay.

Did he, uh, call you yet to brag

about how many innocent birds he's killed?

(SIGHING) No, they're deep in the woods up there

so I don't expect to hear from him.

Mmm, well, I'm sure we'll all get an earful when he's back.

You okay?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I just got real winded walking in here.

That's what I get for gaining 25 pounds

in the first two trimesters.

When did the, uh, shortness of breath start?

Uh, I guess it got tricky about an hour ago.

(STUTTERING) I should sit a few minutes, maybe. Mmm-hmm. Yup.

All right, well, just to be safe,

I'm gonna go ahead and take your Vitals, okay?

Oh, it's probably nothing.

Yeah.

Everything look okay? Yeah. Yeah, everything's all right,

but I just want to get you to Lakeshore

and have a few things checked out. Okay? Okay.

So just stay here,

take nice, easy breaths, and I'm gonna go tell Chief Boden, okay?

Okay. Okay.

Chief, Cindy's oxygen levels are way too low. It could be a PE.

We need to get her to Lakeshore, now.

Go. Go!

(SIREN BLARING)

All right, Cindy, nice, easy breaths.

In and out, you just relax.

Dawson, she's lost consciousness.

Call ahead to Lakeshore, give them the report.

I've got to tube her.

You need my help?

No, just get us there as fast as possible.

Give me the intubation kit.

Tara! Okay.

Come on!

Hurry up!

Hand me the 71/2.

Ambu bag.

Come on, Cindy.

Thirty-eight-year-old female, 26 weeks gestation.

She went unresponsive, stopped breathing, and I had to intubate.

She's a friend, wife of one of our guys.

Sounds like a PE.

Let's push T.P.A. and tell the C.T. scanner we're coming.

NURSE: Right away. We've got her.

She shouldn't be here alone.

You should go with her.

You sure?

100%.

Thanks.

Hey, how is she?

The clot traveled to her lungs.

We did a thrombectomy and fished it out.

And how's the baby?

The baby is fine.

We're starting her on blood thinners,

so she'll be on bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy.

But other than that, she's fine.

Okay.

You can go in and see her.

Thank you.

Hey, girl.

Get over here.

I'm so glad you're okay.

Thank you, Leslie.

Of course.

You and Mouch get a hold of Herrmann?

Yeah, uh, park rangers tracked him down.

He's on his way home now.

Great news about Cindy.

Thanks to Shay.

(SNICKERS)

Uh-oh.

What'd I do now? Morning, Dawson.

Hey, Chief Hatcher.

I came by to see how Tara Little is doing on the rig.

Uh...

Yeah, she's a nice girl. Putting in a real effort.

Dawson,

the one thing I know I can rely on with you

is the straight story,

and that's what I'm looking for here now.

She's not cut out for a busy house, Chief.

She's game, and has a positive attitude,

but she just doesn't have the stomach for it.

Sounds like city work's not for her.

Maybe the suburbs.

Thanks, Dawson.

No problem.

Been nice...

Not seeing any violations with your name lately.

Keep it up.

I love how solid all this old construction stuff is.

Houses were built to last.

(GRUNTING)

Cool. Let me check it out.

It's pretty heavy.

I'm sorry, are you saying I can't manage?

Ooh, look at that game face.

Give it to me. All right.

I got it.

It's fine.

It's not that bad. Yeah, you look like you got it.

Okay. No, take it.

Yeah? Sure? Take it. Take it.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Doors.

Oh, Casey.

Ooh.

This is it.

Yeah, we can strip it down,

stain it a dark mahogany or something.

Yeah. It's perfect.

If my mom sees this hanging up at Molly's,

she is going to go nuts.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Let me get this...

Hey. MILLS: Hey there.

Uh, look, I'm going to have to blow off dinner tonight.

Yeah, they're letting me jump into this Vertical Rescue class,

and | just can't. Oh, yeah. No worries.

Um, we can... We can do it tomorrow night.

Okay. Where you at?

Um, I'm looking at doors for the bar.

By yourself?

You wanna wait until tomorrow? I can help you.

Um, no. I'm good. Thanks.

Talk to you later. Okay.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

I always hold up my end of a bet.

Uh, very honorable of you. (LAUGHING)

Am I interrupting something?

Uh, not really.

Um...

Come on in.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

It was kind of a rough time when I started my E.M.T. certification.

My family thought I was crazy,

shifting gears from design.

They support you now?

Not really.

But they will,

as soon as I show them I can hack it.

I could tell that you didn't really remember Jennifer,

the bartender I asked you about.

No, I do, the blonde.

Black hair. Black.

Oh. (LAUGHING) Nice try.

She remembered you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

When I told her I was gonna be working at 51,

she warned me about you.

She said that you were just my type,

that I'd have a hard time staying away.

ReaHy? Mmm-hmm.

She's a smart girl, that Jen.

(DOOR OPENING) SHAY: What the hell, Kelly?

What's wrong?

What's wrong? I called you, like, 10 times.

I must have left my phone at the gym.

I told you to be on alert! I'm in the window!

I... Now the clinics closed!

Unbelievable.

(YELLING) Unbelievable!

Hey! I'm sorry. Hey, listen, Shay!

I'm 3 o r r Y] 0 k a Y ?

We can go to the clinic tomorrow morning.

That's still in the window, isn't it?

No, there's no way to be sure about that!

I got to ask, is this you talking or is this the...

Don't blame this on the hormones!

You can't even bother to look your phone.

You can't even think to look at it?

I didn't have it!

A baby isn't an afterthought, Kelly.

I know that.

Do you?

So I release you of the obligation.

Okay, save some for the lady.

Why? She tanked Tara.

You tanked the single, attractive E.M.T.

I didn't tank her, Otis.

| just said she wasn't cut out for the streets of Chicago, okay?

They'll probably move her to Mayberry or something.

Wrong. Her probationary status was revoked, Dawson.

Hey, did you show Otis?

Uh, no, not yet.

Show me what? The new door for the bar.

Oh, Dawson, l was happy with the one we had.

CASEY: Don't worry about it.

I know the guy who runs the place.

Dawson has expensive tastes, granted,

but I managed to talk him down.

(ALARM RINGS)

DISPATCHER: Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61.

House fire. 4800 block West Thomas.

Oh, look, guys, Mills is going to ride with us.

(SIREN BLARING)

Sevende, get that gate down.

SEVERIDE: Hadley, grab the k12. HADLEY: Got it.

The windows are all covered up, Chief.

I can't get a look inside.

(WHIRRING)

Not seeing a lot of signs of occupancy here.

Smell a little skunky to you?

Yep.

Patched into the city service just below the weather head.

They're stealing electricity.

Looks like we got a marijuana grow house, Chief.

Give me a small primary search team,

and be careful in there.

CASEY: Power's disconnected.

Bring Mills in. Teach him how to breach a grow house.

You mind if! run my own company?

SEVERIDE: All right, Mills, pay attention.

Wow.

Watch out for booby traps.

Don't get tangled up in wires or duct work,

and keep an eye out for chemicals or fuel.

Copy that, Lieutenant.

CASEY: Fire department! Call out!

SEVERIDE: Anybody here?

Capp, pick him up.

CAPP: You got it.

SEVERIDE: Pass him to me.

Watch the glass.

(CRACKLING) (GRUNTING)

MILLS: What was that? Sounded like electricity.

DAWSON: Get him on the gurney.

Okay, we got him.

Where's Capp? Right behind me.

(ALARM WHISTLING)

Capp! Hey,hey,hey!

Chief! Take it easy.

We've already got two men inside.

Casey, you got eyes on Capp?

CASEY: Not yet.

MILLS: Capp, call out!

CASEY: Capp, where are you?

Chief, the electricity is still on.

Come on.

We're looking for a secondary line now. Hang on.

There. Right there. SEVERIDE: Yeah.

MILLS: Capp, call out!

CASEY: Capp?

Talk to me, Casey.

He's caught up in some wires.

I can't tell if they're energized.

Don't touch him! Stay back.

SEVERIDE: Casey, the secondary line is cut.

We're still looking for other lines.

Can't wait.

Stand back, Mills.

Hey, Casey, do you hear me?

Get in there!

Help him!

I can't tell if he's breathing.

Hey.

How you feeling, Capp?

Smells like a Phish concert out here.

We'll take him in to get checked out. CASEY: Okay.

Come on. Get up.

SEVERIDE: I got him.

Rescuing Rescue Squad.

Nicely done, Mills.

Not gonna miss your ride this time, huh?

Lieutenant,

how come you never went for Squad?

Mills,

all the lives we save, the people we help,

you think they give a damn which company insignia we wear?

(BEEP) DISPATCHER: Truck 81, are you available

to assist in a shooting incident?

Truck 81 responding.

(POUNDS DOOR) We gotta go.

(RADIO CHATTER)

COP: No rush, ladies. He's not going anywhere.

Territorial dispute.

A couple of corner boys ran up and shot him.

Same old story.

How do I know this guy?

Curtis.

This the guy who helped Antonio bust Voight.

Hey, we're too late.

Okay. How's Capp?

He's good, he's good.

No electrical burns or anything. They gave him an E.K.G.

Yeah. I know.

(DRILL WHIRS)

So, what does this mean?

According to Boden,

the DA's office remains committed to its case against Detective Voight.

And, after all, Curtis' testimony wasn't the only arrow in their quiver.

Is that what you're hearing, Casey?

I thought we were here to celebrate.

(CHUCKLES) Exactly! Come on, guys!

It's time for the inaugural round of beers at Molly's.

Hey, Casey. CASEY: Hey, Shay.

Hey. Hey, how's Cindy doing?

She's good.

Herrmann's back, glued to her side, which is driving her crazy.

All right guys. Belly up. Come on.

Oh, wait. Wait, wait.

What do you think? (ALL CHEER)

Hey. To Molly's.

ALL: To Molly's.

Mmm... SEVERIDE: It's delicious, Otis.

But are you gonna chill it before opening?

I swear I plugged that in.

Okay, who wants to see this door?

Me!

Hey, can I talk to you?

Yeah. Uh...

Listen, about the other day... I'm so sorry. I...

About the other day, listen, I messed up.

Big time. I know that.

I'm sorry. (EXHALING) I'm sorry.

I mean, it was the hormones, I think.

I'm not sure. But, look, I...

I think I should make other arrangements,

because, it's like,

our friendship is one of the only really good things

l have going on in my life,

and I don't want to mess that up.

That's the silliest thing I've ever heard.

Kelly... You're trying to give me an easy out, | get it.

ldo.Butldont need one, okay?

We're doing this.

Okay? Okay.

Come here.

I have to admit it looks pretty damn good.

Right?

And hey, can you... I need a picture.

Okay.

Come here. All right.

MOUCH: I hope this comes out okay.

I don't have my glasses. Just give me this.

All right, guys. (DOOR OPENING)

Oh. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa! Whoa, sorry.

Come on, come on! We're trying to take a picture.

SEVERIDE: Looks great. Sorry. Sorry.

All right, guys...

Ready? (CAMERA CLICKS)

One more.

(CAMERA CLICKS) Hey, Pete.

Hi. I thought you had classes all day.

Oh, I do. Just wanted to carve out a couple minutes

to come see this door. Looks great.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Ah, I got to go to the firehouse.

What for?

I don't know. See you guys. See you.

Hey, Tara.

Okay.

Chief?

Come on in, Kelly. Take a seat.

Lieutenant Severide,

a subordinate has accused you

of luring her to your apartment

and trying to force yourself upon her.

What?

She hasn't pressed criminal charges as yet,

and we're trying to convince her

to keep this an internal matter.

(STAMMERING) Are you talking about Tara Little?

What did she say I did?

You're gonna want to talk to your union rep.

See about getting a lawyer.

I really appreciate this, Casey.

It means a lot.

I know.

That's why I did it.

Seems like things are going pretty well with you and Mills.

Yeah. They are.

He's a lucky guy.

(DOOR OPENING)

Uh, sorry, we're closed.

Hallie?

Hey, Matt.

What? (CHUCKLES)

I thought you were in South America.

I was. I just got back.

The guys at the station said you might be here.

Hey, Gabby, how are you?

I'm good. I'm good. You look... You look great.

Thanks.

Uh, you wanna grab a coffee or something?

I'd love that.

All right.