All language subtitles for Chicago.Fire.S04E03.HDTV.x264-KILLERS-HI eng

I know this is all of a sudden,

but I want to be detailed to Arson.

Welcome aboard.

I'm really grateful to be here.

- You guys all right?
- Just a bad run.

Young mom got shot.

We delivered her baby,
but she didn't make it.

You went back to the
hospital to check on the baby?

- Yeah.
- Brett, you can't do that.

51 did nothing wrong at
that crack house fire, Chief.

Move these cars. We got a house on fire!

Let it burn!

The neighbors were blocking the streets.

Now they're saying we
were slow to respond.

If it's determined that
you slow-walked that fire,

Chief Boden will be
relieved of his command.

What's Severide doing here?

I thought this was an officers' meeting.

It's a breakfast.

Got it.

What did Riddle say?

Keep our heads down. The usual.

Bunch of politics.

How's it looking?

It's not good,

especially if these
accusations don't go away.

Must've been 50 people outside that fire,

and not one of them comes forward?

A guy died.

No one wants to take the blame for that.

Listen, I got you all here

because I want to make things very clear.

Keep everyone in the house out of this.

Let them focus on their jobs.

- Here you go.
- I got it.

No, it's already been paid for.

What?

The guys in the back corner.

- Riddle's called already.
- Oh, fantastic.

Reporter from the "Sun Times" too.

I told them no comment,

and you have your meeting
with Brett right now.

Right.

Something wrong, Chief?

I've been meaning to talk
to you about a patient

that you had, Alicia Morales?

The baby boy that you delivered.

I heard that you stopped off at Chicago Med

to pay him a visit, more than a few times.

[clears throat] Yes.

I've had a few of those myself,

the ones I couldn't save, or worse,

the ones I could save who
didn't have much of a life

to go back to.

This job:

you drop off, you walk away.

You don't do that, you drown.

Yes, sir.

Won't happen again.

[grunts]

Nope, again.

What are you waiting for?

Come on.

[grunts]

You really got him busting
his hump, Lieutenant.

- Kid's got potential.
- Yeah.

Might be the best candidate
I've seen come through here.

Hey, former candidate right here.

[alarm blares] Truck 81, Squad 3,

Ambulance 61. Accident,
2599 W. 24th Street.

24th Street again.

You got to be kidding me.

Here we go.

Let's go, candidate!

[sirens wailing]

No one blocking the road this time.

Okay, people, back away from the scene.

Back away.

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Oh, thank God.
- Yeah, talk to me.

My husband... he was unloading the thing.

It just fell.

- What's your name?
- Tricia.

Okay, Tricia, let's take a look.

[man groaning]

I'm Lieutenant Casey. What's your name?

- Steve.
- What happened here, Steve?

Cable... snapped.

Doesn't hurt as much as you'd think.

Where are you guys moving, Steve?

Hey, hey, stay with me.

Oh, my God, what's happening to him?

Breathing's agonal.

Looks like an arterial bleed in the leg.

Irregular heartbeat. Possibly A-fib.

I'm really worried about Crush Syndrome.

- What does that mean?
- Secure an airway and intubate.

I'll get the tourniquet and IV going.

All right, let's move over here.

Let them do their job.

Tricia, this here is Jimmy.

He's gonna keep you
updated on the situation.

You've got the best people
in the city working on this.

I promise you that.

All right, we're gonna get
4x4 cribbing and airbags.

You got to dig around it.

Get a big enough gap to lift up the pod

and slide his leg out.

Let's go, let's go.

Cruz, loosen up that dirt. Right.

- Herrmann, you get the corner.
- Got it.

[grunting]

Now the cribbing and air bags.

Okay, on my count, we're
gonna raise the bags.

One, two...

Stop, stop! Tell them to stop.

- You can't lift that off of him.
- What?

He's going into Crush Syndrome.

As soon as you release the limb,
he's going into cardiac arrest.

If we're gonna save this guy,

we're gonna have to leave the leg behind.

Okay, call Chicago Med.

Tell them to send a trauma surgeon.

We're gonna have to amputate.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Did you give him anything?

A liter of fluids and an amp of bi-carb.

Are we in contact with the family?

I'll need consent.

Yeah, just give me a sec.

Yeah.

All right, let's prep either way.

Oh, God, Steve, is he okay?

Don't worry, he's stable,

but we've called in a trauma
surgeon from Chicago Med.

A surgeon? For what?

Your husband has a condition
called Crush Syndrome.

If we lift the pod off of his leg,

he'll go into cardiac arrest.

No.

If there was any other
option, we'd take it.

I just want to see your
husband out of here alive.

No, I'm sorry, but no.

Tricia, look at me.

You and Steve, you've been saving up

for this new place, what, five years?

- Eight.
- You have a nice house,

two kids. That is the dream.

You guys have a long life ahead of you.

I don't want you to lose all that.

Can I hold his hand?

Come on.

[saw buzzing]

[saw buzzing]

Not exactly a round of applause.

What do you expect from this neighborhood?

Do you remember anyone
buying any large quantities

of turpentine, butane, K1 kerosene?

Nope. Of course you're welcome
to go through these receipts.

- Thanks.
- That it?

Store don't run itself.

We'll give you a call
if we need anything else.

Just as helpful as the
rest of those clowns, huh?

- Yup.
- Remember, arson...

Is hard to prove.

Yeah, I remember.

Hold up. You let her borrow your car?

You don't even let me look at your car.

Both: Hey.

Thanks for letting me borrow her.

Come on.

You saved my life, you know?

Yeah, I get that all the time.

Shut up.

So how did it go?

Oh, you know, I threw in
a little case law here,

a little due process there,

and I talked it off with
some exculpatory evidence.

- So you won.
- No, I did not.

Pretty sure that was my last chance.

They've started taking bets

in the lunch room like
when I'm gonna get fired.

Hold up, fired?

Unless I bring in a big-fish client, yup.

Whatever, I may just
surprise them all and quit.

Don't panic, okay?

We'll strategize tonight.

- Strategize.
- Yes.

Mm, okay.

Bye.

[baby cooing]

Cute, huh?

Yeah.

Are you a doctor in the NICU?

Nah, I'm just stopping by.

Babies cheer me up.

Weird, huh? You?

Paramedic.

I delivered him.

Oh. Hmm.

Where's the... where's the mother?

He doesn't have anyone.

That's why I come.

Don't really know how much
longer he's gonna be here.

Doesn't even have a name.

Tell you what, I...

if I hear something,
maybe I'll let you know.

You would do that?

On the down-low, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Ambulance 61, right?

Yeah.

I'm Sylvie.

Thanks.

Hey, beautiful.

- Don't... don't lie to me.
- What?

I was up all night,

and everything on TV kept making me cry.

Hormones.

I meant to tell you: doctor's
appointment on the 12th.

Mm-hmm.

They said that we'll be able
to hear the baby's heartbeat.

- Wow.
- I know, right?

- This is real.
- This is real.

Knock it off.

Hey, Gabby, what you doing here?

- Miss us yet?
- Uh...

Some of you.

Ouch.

Tricia, what are you doing here?

- How's your husband holding up?
- Made it out of surgery.

They think he's gonna be all right.

That's great.

Is there someone I can talk to?

It's about the 24th Street fire.

I think I have something that can help.

My Bobby... he's 13.

They film everything
with their stupid phones.

Half the time, you're yelling
at them to put it down,

talk to you.

This time, I'm glad he didn't.

This is the crack house fire?

When I saw all that stuff
in the papers about you guys,

I just had to show someone.

Bobby got it all.

You see the street's blocked,

no one helping you move those cars.

Who owns these cars?

Move these cars. We got a house on fire!

Let it burn!

[crowd yelling]

Everyone thinks one of us set that fire.

It's not true, but you guys
did everything you could.

You don't deserve the blame either.

Tricia, thank you.

My husband wouldn't be alive with you.

I hope it helps.

More than you can possibly imagine.

Which one of these is yours?

What is it?

You know how I keep hitting walls

in the arson investigation?

Mm-hmm.

What if the neighbors didn't set that fire?

We need these cars moved now!

- Now!
- We don't want you here.

Remind me again why I'm leaving your bed

to go to an office that I hate?

You know, I really don't
have a good answer for that.

You're not very helpful.

Maybe things will turn around at work.

I think we should just be happy

that one of us is out of trouble.

That video could really
bail your asses out.

Just in time, too.

Was starting to lose my faith in humanity.

And then you met me.

- Coffee?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Oh, hi.

I'm Jamie. I'm Kelly's
friend, not robbing the place.

Gabby.

Kelly let you wear his
Jonathan Toews jersey, huh?

I'm not really a football person.

Hockey.

Right.

You're not from Chicago, are you?

No, San Diego.

Is that about the 24th Street fire?

Kelly was telling me.

Yeah, it is.

Roger Maddox, huh?

You heard of him?

Yeah, sure, he's a big property developer.

Supposed to be a real scumbag.

Good to know.

Uh, got to get to work.
It was nice to meet you.

You, too.

Wait.

So not all the girls
get to wear the jersey?

Hmm.

Borrelli, come here a sec.

Clean the truck by lunch.

I want to see my face in that bumper.

Yes, sir, on it.

Lieutenant.

Danny, right?

Yeah, can I get a minute
to talk to my brother?

Yeah, of course.

Oh, hey, that's right.

We got Captain RFC
here, ready for close-up.

You never met a camera you
didn't like, huh, Captain?

Come on, Danny.

Jagoff.

This place is going
straight down the tubes.

Lucky for you, you're getting out.

- What?
- I asked the district chief

about moving you to 67.

Everything going on here...
you can't exactly say no.

I got to talk to Boden.

No, no, no, don't talk to Boden.

Don't talk to anybody. I got it handled.

I'll let you know when it happens.

You stay alive.

Keep your head down, you hear me?

Do you think it's too
early to start planning

a baby shower for Dawson?

I want to make cupcakes.

Earth to Indiana, can I
get a little help here?

[laughs]

Hey, what do pregnant chicks like?

I don't know, cakes made out of diapers.

Why the hell would you
make a cake out of a diaper?

Can we talk about something else?

Want to talk about that baby?

You really don't think
I know what you're doing.

You're sneaking off to the
hospital every chance you get.

You know, DCFS is gonna take
control in, like, two days.

Who knows what's gonna happen to him?

Brett, you got to let it go.

It's not healthy.

It's getting in the way of your work.

I'm fine.

I'm totally fine.

Yeah, I can see that.

61, take a sick person at 4321 Wilcox.

61 to Main, en route.

[siren wailing]

Hey, are you sure we
have the right address?

4321.

Hey, anybody there?

Did you call an ambulance, sir?

Yeah, yeah, come inside.

Hey, Brett.

Brett! Brett!

Are you hurt, sir?

- Drop your radios.
- [Radio chirps]

Now!

Booth trying to reach Main.

In there.

- Move.
- [Radio chirps]

ls someone out there trying to reach Main?

Is someone calling Main?

[groaning]

Fix him.

[groans]

Sir, can you hear me?

Sir? Sir, can you hear me?

Shallow breathing. Pulse
is weak and thready.

He's losing a lot of blood.

Blade could've nicked the heart,

lacerated the spleen or liver.

He needs to go into surgery now.

We need to take him to the hospital.

No, no hospitals, no cops.

We don't care what you're doing in here.

It's our job to save this guy's life.

Shut up.

We got to get an IV going.

Listen to your friend.

He is gonna die here, and you know it.

She's right.

We have to take him to a hospital.

I said no hospitals.

Look, this is just an
anonymous sick person call.

No one knows we're here.

Just let us transport him to the hospital.

You called us for a reason.

I know you don't want him to die.

- Shut up! Get back to work.
- No.

Brett!

You can shoot me,

or you can let us go
take him to the hospital

so we can save his life.

Two choices, that's it.

Do it.

Do it or let us go.

You're totally fine, huh?

Corn muffin? Baked them this morning.

You're gonna want to hear this.

I met with the lady.
She's telling the truth.

So if one of the neighbors
didn't set the fire, who did?

I went down there. I talked
to the building owner.

It turns out he just accepted
an offer on the property.

Buyer's name is Roger Maddox.

Seemed a little quick, right?

So I did some digging.

Maddox bought four arson
buildings in the last year,

all in gentrifying neighborhoods
where the property value

at least doubled.

If he's not setting the fires himself,

that's a hell of a coincidence.

Let me see what you got.

Nice job.

Hell yeah.

No, the other file.

Oh, right.

We're gonna need to reexamine
all the other old files,

try building a case against this guy.

All due respect,

there's enough here to bring him in to CPD,

at least question him.

Sweetheart,

we're talking about
accusing someone of murder.

You're gonna need a
lot more than whatever's

in the cardboard box.

I'm with Suzie. This is a great start.

So she was here alone, no family, nothing?

I guess she followed a
boyfriend to Chicago last year.

Is he the father?

Hospital has attempted to contact him,

but he's not calling back.

Well, what's his name?

Can't tell you that.

Why are you really coming
by to see this baby?

I told you.

I delivered him.

I know.

I know you're supposed to just
drop the patient off, walk away.

I've heard it a million times.

But this one...

You know, that duty nurse...

it's weird, like clockwork.

Every day at 1:00 p.m.,
she has a coffee break.

You know, I see her outside on her bench.

I would never, ever advocate
this course of action, but,

you know, you pop the patient
code into the computer,

you never know what you might find out.

Right.

But then, you walk away.

I walk away.

Right, kill the saw.

Kill the saw! Doesn't work.

What do you mean? It's working just fine.

I told you it doesn't work.

What do you do?

Machines fail.

Men don't.

Anyone can do it the easy way.

[grunting]

[alarm blares]

Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61.

Elevator call. 336 North State Street.

Lucky you, let's go.

You know you got a better chance

of being hit by a truck, right?

People get hit by trucks every day.

Otherwise, we'd be out of a job.

Elevator's stuck. This could be fun.

Nope, these are yawners, kid.

Wait and you'll see.

[siren wails]

Family's in elevator four.

Got a little girl.

We've been trying to get it going

for a couple of hours. No luck.

We finally had to call you.

You try prying open the doors?

Car's stopped on the 25th floor,

but it's an express.

There's not another opening till the 30th.

All right, stairs, guys.

All right, I got you.

Whoa.

Okay, maybe not so boring.

Lieutenant, car's about 50 feet down.

Squad, what's your ETA?

We got a rope rescue.

Hello, anybody hear me?

Yeah, we're here.

You got CFD on the line.

We're gonna get you out
of there, try to stay calm.

My daughter, she's having an asthma attack.

We don't have the inhaler.

Get her taking long, slow breaths.

Paramedics are on the way.

Got an 8-year-old with
a severe asthma attack

in the stuck car.

Patterson's at the Academy.

You're in charge of Squad.

We'll extract from the rooftop hatch.

Tony, get the ropes.

- Who's going in?
- I was thinking Herrmann.

He's the smallest.

Hey, guys,

there's a broken cable coiled
up on top of the elevator roof.

It's got to weigh 700 pounds.

It's blocking the entire hatch.

We're gonna have to find another way in.

If we can't get in from the top,

we have to go in from the side.

Okay, how do we do that?

We take off the side panel.

We make a bridge, use a couple planks.

We use a rescue car.

Pike pole for a handrail.

Walk the family across.

300 feet up?

It's what we got.

Okay, get the rescue car.

Let's go.

Candidate, you're coming too.

Next stop, 25th floor.

What's going on?

Just hold steady. We're coming for you.

Otis, let them down nice and slow.

All right, guys, let's get that panel off.

Nice and easy. There you go.

Severide, you tell us when.

Now, Chief.

[thud]

- Who's going across?
- I am.

[board creaking]

- [elevator drops slightly]
- Easy, easy!

Take it easy, all right?

Is everything okay?

Yeah, Chief, we're good.

Coming in.

- Good job. Okay.
- [Wheezing]

Okay, hold on, sweetheart.

This is gonna help you breathe.

Okay, there you go. Right on there.

Good job. All right.

Here's some juice.

Okay, I'm gonna get you guys out of here...

- It'll be okay.
- But I'm gonna need your help.

Come with me.

Stand here.

- All right, hold on to this.
- Okay.

Ma'am, we're gonna get you across first.

One of us will take your daughter.

Last man out will have to
walk across with no rail.

- [coughs]
- I'll go last.

Okay.

All right.

All right, use the rail.

Baby, it's okay.

Just hold on to the rail.

- There you go.
- You can do it.

That's it. You're doing great.

Hey, hey, hey, just look at me right here.

There you go, right here.

Come on.

- Good job. You good?
- Yeah.

Mom's across, you're up. Let's go.

Just stay right there.

Okay, you sure?

Go, I'll be fine.

Okay, you ready?

I'm gonna get you home, okay?

Let's go.

Okay.

Okay.

- [loud creaking]
- Hey, hey, whoa, whoa.

- Good, we're okay.
- [Gasps]

I got you, I got you.

- I got her.
- All right.

Good job.

Nice and easy, buddy. Look here.

Just walk straight ahead. Small steps.

[loud creaking]

Steady!

I got you. All right?

[exhales heavily]

Good job, guys.

Can you breathe, sweetie?

You feeling better? Yeah?

[coughing]

Nice work, Lieutenant.

That was intense.

That's you in a couple years
if you keep working hard.

That's him.

Blue shorts, black shirt.

Hey, what do you want with this guy anyway?

He knew a patient of mine.

Right.

Okay.

Hey.

It's good to see you again, by the way.

Yeah, you, too.

- Hi, Damon, right?
- Yeah.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Sweetheart, you can talk to me all day.

Great.

I knew Alicia Morales.

I'm the paramedic who
tried to save her life.

I was the last person she talked to.

I was also the first person
in the world to hold your son.

He's beautiful, you know? He's healthy.

He's lived his whole life
so far in that hospital,

but he's still so happy.

He doesn't even have a name.

Did you know that?

Alicia wasn't alive long
enough to give him one.

That's it.

Just wanted you to know that.

All right.

Okay, back to the game. Let's go.

Danny, what are you doing here?

Looking for you.

District manager called me.

You didn't sign your transfer papers.

You know how many hoops I had to
jump through to get you into 67?

- Yeah, about that.
- Forget it.

This is how we're gonna handle it.

We go talk to Boden,
real cool, no big deal.

Danny, I'm not changing houses.

I'm gonna stick it out here.

So, what, just because 51 is gonna get

out of this whole IED mess,
now you want to stick around?

It's got nothing to do with that.

I like how they do things here.

My gut is telling me that
this is where I belong.

Your gut? You've been
on the job five minutes.

You've got your house.

- Let me have mine.
- You know what,

this is your problem right
there, man. I'm telling you.

You can never see what's
right in front of your face.

- Oh, come on.
- Nah, whatever.

You got it all figured out.

Tell me I'm not crazy.

You're not. It all adds up.

I don't care if this guy's
a rich real estate developer

or some psycho with a lighter.

He is a serial arsonist.

We don't stop him, more
people are gonna die.

Duffy wouldn't call him into CPD.

He says we don't have enough proof.

I don't know what to do, Chief.

We can't just let this ride.

Connie!

Get me that reporter from the "Sun Times."

There's something I thought you should see.

Your favorite patient has a visitor.

[baby fussing]

Thanks.

You did that.

- Chief.
- Hey.

I just want to apologize.

The whole baby thing...

I didn't exactly...

Sorry, the point is, it's done.

What happened?

The dad showed up out of nowhere, so...

- Glad to hear it.
- And the baby has a name now too.

It's Alex.

So it all worked out.

It did.

Thanks.

[cell phone buzzing]

Chief Riddle, how can I...

Yes, sir.

On my way.

Danny, how are you?

Lieutenant, hey.

How's he doing?

He's a tough truckie.

He's gonna be fine.

Glad to hear it.

You look out for him, okay?

Come here a second.

You know, I made a promise to Mom

that I'd take care of you
before she even got sick.

Okay.

And now I got to trust some
stranger to look out for you.

It's hard for me, man.

At least if we were at the
same house, I'd have your back.

Danny, I appreciate everything
that you've done for me,

but I'm gonna be all right.

Can I get you a beer?

Club soda.

Solidarity!

Yeah, see how long that lasts.

Club soda, huh?

What's next, dad jeans?

Hey, hey! Turn this up, will you?

... Is believed to be under
investigation for arson

by the Chicago Fire Department.

Quoting an article in the "Sun Times,"

CFD Chief Wallace Boden has questioned

real estate developer
Roger Maddox's involvement

in several ongoing arson investigations.

The magnate recently
purchased four arson buildings

in the metropolitan area.

I do not have thin skin.

I wouldn't be in this business if I did,

but these accusations are
shameless and unfounded.

This is slander with no
basis, pure and simple,

and I intend to prosecute.

- When asked by...
- Is that...

CFD representatives refused to comment

on any ongoing investigation
within the department.

Thank you.

[knocking on door]

Come on in.

The IED investigation is officially closed.

That video was definitive.

You were lucky it turned up when it did.

Yeah, very lucky, but I'm
betting that's not why I'm here.

What made you think it
was appropriate for you

to speak for the CFD regarding
an ongoing arson investigation?

The conversation I had was
completely off the record.

And you have evidence to back
up what you said about this guy?

- Yes, I do.
- Well, then, Wallace,

I suggest you produce
that evidence real quick.

Okay.

I was going to tell you.

You think that would've mattered?

All I did was tell them I
know a little about the case

just to secure the account.

They were going to fire me.

You know that.

Kelly!

Kelly, I will make this
up to you, I swear to God.

Thanks for meeting me.

Of course.

Hey, mama,

what are you doing here?

Just forgot something.

Don't work too hard.

[exhales] Okay.

What? Hold on.

"Files not found."

They're missing. That's not possible.

What about hard copies?

They're gone!

Oh, God.

[groans]

- Oh!
- Gabby, Gabby.

S... something's wrong.

Sit right here. Come on.

[gasping and groaning]

- God, this hurts.
- Okay.

Oh, this hurts. [Crying out]

- Breathe, come on, breathe.
- [crying out]

[cell phone rings]

Hey, Chief.

Yeah.

Tell her I'll be right there.

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