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[sirens wailing]

- Gas explosion.
50 to 60 victims.

- Keep it moving, people!

We gotta keep this area clear
for the first responders!

- I can't die yet.
Not like this.

- Are you looking for someone?

[flames whoosh]

- Whoever torched
that server room

is responsible
for this whole disaster.

- You guys are lucky
you had those respirators on.

[dramatic music]

- We've got two armed suspects
in CCT jumpsuits

in the subbasement.

[gunshots]
- [groans]

- Shots fired.
Sergeant Platt's been hit.

You see a guy in a jumpsuit?

- Ruzek?

* *

- Hey, where's Kidd?

[rumbling and crashing]

- The tunnel just--

the whole thing just collapsed.

- Lieutenant Kidd, do you copy?

Lieutenant Kidd, do you copy?

[heart monitor droning]

- Give me space, people.
What do we got?

- A lot of free fluid
in the belly.

- She's hemorrhaging.
We need more blood.

- Get a second transfuser going

and a chest tray
for a thoracotomy.

- Copy.

- We got one hole here,
right shoulder.

Another through
the belly button.

- You want me to open up
the Hybrid OR?

- Won't make a difference
if we can't

get her heart beating again.

Push another milligram of epi.

- Epi.

Thank you.

* *

Still asystole.

- We gotta get this
under control.

Give me a scalpel.

- Trudy, can you hear me?

I'm right here, baby.

You just hang in there.

- Mouch, man,
we need some space.

- I got you.

Randall,
why don't you come with me?

Let's give the doctors
some space.

- Oh, yeah.

[sirens wailing]

- Must have been
another gas pipe.

- OK, go grab some cribbing
and air bags.

- Ah! Ah!

- Just stay calm, Jordan.
It'll be OK.

- I don't want to die.

- That's not gonna happen.

* *

Done three tours of duty
in theater, Officer.

Haven't lost a man yet.

Come on, let's get a monitor
over here right now!

- One second!

Hey, hey, what did I say
about staying put?

- I heard someone got
their legs crushed?

- That's what
we're working on now, yeah.

- Before my mom's dot
disappeared,

it seemed like
she was moving this way.

- Ellie, your mom is not
in the rubble, I swear, OK?

But if you don't
get out of the way,

I have to stick you
on an ambo, OK?

Go!

* *

- [groaning]

- Here's the last footage
we have of him.

* *

He's not responding
to his radio.

- Those don't always work
in the tunnels.

Adam's gonna be fine.

I know it.
- You're right.

He and Kidd both.

We just got to keep the faith.

* *

[sighs]

[electricity booming
and crackling]

- It's gonna cave in on us.

- Hey.
- [grunting]

- Is everybody OK?

- Everyone all right?

- You good?
Hey.

You all right?

- Yeah, think so.

Just banged my head
on the window

when everything came down.

- You the man
that captains this ship?

- I am. Name's Cory.

- Cory, I'm Lieutenant Kidd,
CFD, Firehouse 51.

- Mm-hmm.

- Is there a first aid kit
on board?

- Yeah, let me see
if I can find it.

- All right.

- [mumbling]
5021 IDA.

Squad, do you copy?

- I already tried
every channel.

It's not working.

- 5021 IDA area central.

Do you copy?

Does anyone got ears on?

- Hey!

Can someone give us a hand?

[tense music]

- My arm is stuck!

- Please, help me to get up.

I'm afraid I'm hurting her.

- What's going on?
- You got him?

- [grunts]
- Ah!

[crying]

- Get the chair.

* *

- Oh, Esme, I am so sorry.

- It's OK, Mr. Cy.
It's not your fault.

- OK, I'm gonna lift you
on three.

One, two, three.

- [screaming]
- OK.

- [gasping]
- OK.

- [moaning]

- I've seen something like that
in one of my mom's

medical journals.

It looks like both the radius
and ulna are fractured.

- Becca, stop showing off.

- No, she's right.

All right, good thing is,

I can just pop that right back
into place for you.

How's that sound?

OK, all right,
does anybody have

any painkillers of any kind?

Aspirin? Tylenol?

Something stronger?

- I have a couple ibuprofen
in my bag.

- I've got some Valium.

- Yeah. Thank you.

Good.
Pop that open and give me one.

- Here you go.

- All right.

And then we'll just give it
a second to kick in.

- [sighing] Let's just
get this over with, OK?

- All right.

Ruzek, will you hold
her shoulder steady?

And then I'm gonna
pull on her arm.

All right, Esme,
on the count of three,

I want you to take
a deep breath in.

One, two, three.

[bone cracking]
- [screaming, crying]

- OK!

You did great. You did great.

All right, now I need something
for some kind of splint.

- I'll, uh--
I'll figure that out.

- I'm gonna keep trying
to get a signal.

- All right.

[monitor flatlining]

- Coming in.

- Still nothing.

- Why isn't more
blood transfusing?

- We've already got
two lines going.

- Then hook up a third.
- OK.

- One second, Trini.

At this rate, even if
we can get her to the OR,

she's bleeding too fast
to ever make it out of surgery.

- So?

- So maybe instead of pushing
more and more blood in,

we should be thinking
about taking it all out.

- What?

- If we can quickly
cool her body down below 50,

it might let us hit pause,

give you enough time to go in
and--and patch the holes.

- OK, everyone, listen up.

Stop MTP,
and switch her resuscitation

to saline, cold saline.

Let's ready bypass
and call the perfusion team.

We're gonna try to freeze her.

.

- OK, Jordan,
these fine gentlemen tell me

they'll be ready to go
in a few seconds, OK?

Now, things are
gonna move quickly

once we get this off you.

So is there anything we
should know about your health

before we start?

- I've been dealing with
some nephritis lately.

My doctor has me on dialysis.

- And, uh,
when is your next session?

- I'm not sure, but
my last one was two days ago.

- OK, stop, stop, stop, stop.

- OK, all right. Hold on.

All right, guys.

All right,
we need to rethink this.

The crush injury is gonna
cause a wave of potassium

to be released into his blood.

And combined with
his kidney disease,

it could lead to
a dangerous arrhythmia.

- Meaning?

- Meaning you move that slab,
and his heart's gonna stop.

- Yeah, we can't
take that chance.

[tense music]

OK, Jordan.

Listen to me now.

* *

You probably don't want
to hear this,

but we have no other option

but to amputate your legs.

- No.

No.

* *

[crying] Both of them?

- I'm sorry, soldier.

I wish this wasn't necessary.

I really do.

OK, I'm gonna need
100 milligrams of ketamine,

a couple of tourniquets,
and a saw.

- All right.
- Go, go.

- [sobs]

- Nothing?
- No, nothing yet.

All right, come on now.

[line trilling]

[phone ringing]

- Adam?

Adam, are you OK?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm just really happy
to hear your voice.

Hi.

- What happened?

- I don't know.

I chased the offender
down here.

And I thought he hopped on
this stalled subway train,

and it was like the whole
tunnel collapsed on top of us.

- I'm gonna put you on speaker.

Guys, it's--it's--it's Ruzek.

OK, you're on speaker.

- Hey, buddy.

Where are you?
You on the train?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Stella, is she all right?

- Yeah, she's--
she's all right.

Kidd's with me.
We've got some injuries.

She's tending to them now.

- How many civilians
you got down there?

- I'd say 30, 40.

You guys got a plan
to get us out of here?

- We're working on it.

Get us a proper headcount
when you got a chance.

- OK.

Well, don't worry about
getting to the party too early,

all right?

- Just hang in there!

- Kim, you still there?

- Yeah. It's me.

It's me alone.
What's up?

- I think the offender
that shot Trudy

is still on the train.

- Did you ID him?

- No, I never got a good look,

but there's about
five, six guys down here

that match the build.

- All right,
we're digging into it.

And listen, we're gonna be
down there soon, OK, Adam?

So--
[call end tone]

Adam? Adam?

- Oh, what the hell?

Oh, guys, you got to back up.

- I was waiting first.
- I need you to step back.

- I need to call my daughter.

- Guys,
everyone off your phones.

You just made my call drop.

You got to turn off
your phones.

We need to preserve all of
the bandwidth we can find.

Do you understand?
- That doesn't work for me.

- I'm sorry.

I need you to get
out of my way.

- You have that backwards,
my man.

Now step back.

- [whistles]

Everybody, please.

Come on.

Listen,
our rescue is contingent

on us being able
to maintain contact

with emergency services.

So I'm gonna have to ask you
to power your phones down

so that we can keep
this channel open.

- I'm gonna contact each and
every one of your loved ones,

keep them appraised of
what's going on, all right?

Thank you for understanding.
- Thank you.

- Hey, Cory.
- Yeah?

- It would be real helpful

if you could gather
everyone's information.

- Of course.

Hey, uh,
start with the men, yeah?

- Yeah.

- OK, body temp's down to 65.

- More ice and another
200 CCs of saline.

- Sharon!
- Hey.

- What are you doing here?

- What else was
I supposed to do?

- When I called to
give you an update,

I didn't intend it to mean
that you should come in.

- Well, I was planning on
coming back next week anyway.

Hey.
- What are you doing here?

- I-I'm fine.
How's Sergeant Platt?

- [sighs]

- Sorry I haven't been able
to update you till now.

As you've probably noticed,

things have been
moving quickly.

- All this ice?
What's going on?

- We were unable to restart
your wife's heart upon intake.

The ice is an attempt to
decrease her metabolism enough

to prevent damage to her brain.

- Oh, my God!

- We'll be taking her to
surgery in about five minutes.

And the hope is after,
when we've warmed her back up,

we will be able
to reestablish a heartbeat.

And I wish I could be
more definitive,

but we're committed
to a plan now,

and hopefully it's one
that leads to success.

- She's tough,

and she's in very good hands.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Here.

[somber music]

* *

- Can I help you?

Are you related
to this patient?

Can you help identify her?

- Sorry, I can't.

- Hey, anyone able to ID
our Jane Doe here yet?

- Not yet.

- How's the bronchoscopy look?

- Well, she's got some pretty
substantial bronchial injury,

all right, but none that
appears to have been caused

by exposure to this fire.

Looks like the scar tissue
in her lungs

predates today's events.

Tell radiology
we're coming up for a CT.

- Yeah.

- OK, whoever did this
was in the building

at the time of the explosion.

I want you to canvass
every patient.

No one gets discharged
till you talk to them.

- Yeah.

- Oh, and Kiana,
keep me updated on Trudy.

- This stretch of track

runs right under
where we're standing.

The collapse cut off access
from the north

and south for at least
100 yards in either direction.

- That would take two weeks
to clear, at least.

- No, we get--we get a mole
machine, dig right through it.

- Do that, we could bring the
whole building down above us--

and maybe the one across
the street as well.

We can't take that risk.

- What about the risk of people
being crushed to death,

running out of air to breathe?

There's over 30 people
down there.

Do you have any estimate on
when they run out of oxygen?

- I don't know.
It's not my specialty.

- I say we place a team here
in the sewer line

that runs parallel
to the tracks.

Then we see if we can break
through somewhere.

- Finally. A decision.

[tense music]

[monitor beeping]

- Both tourniquets
fixed and clamped.

- Ketamine's in.

* *

[saw buzzes]

All right, Jordan.

You want to keep your
eyes closed during this.

* *

[saw buzzing]

* *

- [retching]

* *

[buzzing continues]

* *

- Oh.

Oh.

- OK.

[monitor beeping]

- I've been doing
some research online.

From what I can tell,
this hypothermic protocol

is entirely experimental.

It looked like it was only
extensively studied on animals.

- In that particular trial,
yes.

- And there didn't seem
to be much success.

- No, but the theory behind it
is--is still valid.

- You didn't just propose
all this on a whim?

- Her heart wouldn't start,
Mouch.

If there were a better option,
we would have taken it.

You have to trust me on that.

- Why should I trust you?

* *

Tell me you didn't
just kill my wife.

.

- Yeah, we are socked in.

At least I'm not detecting
any signs of more gas pockets.

- All right, that's...

- Any news from up top?

- No, not much.

I think they're still
weighing their options.

- Hey, hey, Ruzek.

Look, you took control
of the comms,

and I am fine by that,

but you're rationing out intel

like I'm on a need-to-know
basis, and that's not who I am.

Down here, I'm on your team.

I need to know everything.

- Yeah, I respect that.

- So when you came in here,

you had your hand
on your weapon.

I'm assuming the guy
that you chased in here

is armed and dangerous?

- Yeah. Yeah, he is.

I believe he shot Platt,
and under the circumstances,

I didn't think that would be
helpful information.

- Platt got shot?

- We split up
when we were chasing him.

And then--

I shouldn't have let her
go off on her own like that.

[sighs]

- Oh, Ruzek.

Hey, I'm--

God, I'm sorry.

Oh, I don't even know
what to say.

Is she OK?

- Ah, last I heard,
she's still in surgery.

- Hey.

- Hey! My friend can't breathe
over here.

[tense music]

- [grunts]

* *

- Hey, Jacob.

Hey.

Can you describe
how you're feeling?

- It's nothing.

It's probably just the air
getting stuffy.

- No, no, he's really
been struggling.

Slammed against the railing
pretty hard.

- Can you take
a deep breath for me?

- [stammering]
No, it hurts.

- OK. Hang on.

Be right back.

Gotta make a phone call.

Come here. Do me a favor.
Sit with him.

* *

- You got this, right?

- I am a trained paramedic.

I am not a doctor.

* *

[indistinct radio chatter]

- [sighs]

Another dead end, Lieutenant.

- We got any sense of how far
we got to dig

until we get parallel
to the train?

- We're still about
100 yards out.

* *

- Save your energy,
Severide, all right?

Hey. This is not the way in.

- The kid's sternum, did it
take the brunt of the blow?

- Yeah, there's a pretty big
bruise on his left side.

- And his heart rate?

- It's fast.

It's probably about 140 or so.

He's basically
hyperventilating.

- And how are
his breath sounds?

- His left side is pretty weak.

- And if you percuss him,

does it sound solid
or more like air?

[thump]

- It's more like air.

- OK, so from what
you're describing,

it sounds like a pneumothorax.

So you're gonna need
to aspirate his chest

and let that air out.

Can you find a needle
or--or something sharp?

- Anybody have anything sharp?

A knife? A needle?
Some scissors?

Anything?

- I have a knife.

I'm an electrician.

- Thanks.

- I keep an IV start kit
for Cy just in case.

- Thank you.

- OK, Doc, we got something
to aspirate with.

- All right, good.

Now, you're gonna
need to find the gap

between the second
and third rib

beneath the center
of his clavicle.

That's where
you'll stick the needle.

- OK.

- Puncture the skin
at a 90-degree angle

until, hopefully,
you get a gush of air.

- [panting and grunting]

[air whooshes]
- OK!

- OK.
Remove the needle,

but leave the catheter
in place.

- OK.

- [gasping]

[breathing steadies]

- OK, Doc.

Yeah, I think we're good.

- That was so much cooler
than bio lab.

- OK.

Good work down there,
Lieutenant.

- OK. All right.

- [sighs]

- Oh, hey.

Here you go.

- You know what?
Let's hold on to that.

You never know
when we might need it.

- Sergeant Voight.

Got everything I could collect
from the C-suite--

personnel files, pension fund
financials, pertinent emails.

Any word yet on Trudy?
- Nothing.

- I blame this whole thing
on the suits.

- How's that?

- What did they think
was gonna happen?

Leave that much money
out in the open?

You know, same thing
every time with these guys,

gambling with our retirement.

- Well, that's a problem
for another day.

Excuse me.

- Torres says our guy Milken
appears to have clean hands.

Asset forfeiture
ran him inside and out.

And there's no big
changes recently

to his lifestyle or finances.

So we have Atwater running down
names of potential offenders

that Ruzek provided,
but we've got no hits yet.

- Nothing?
- No.

No hits yet, because there's
a lot of common surnames

down there--
Harris, Miller, Duffy.

So it's a lot to sift through.

- These offenders just tripped
the loudest alarm in history,

and we're still
chasing our tails.

I want to get ahead
of this now.

* *

- CT just sent back a report.

Malignant mesothelioma.

Oncology estimates she had
less than 12 months to live,

and that was before
all this happened.

- Wow. Poor thing.

- Burn is concerned
about her skin

and wants to do an escharotomy,

so how much longer is this
debridement gonna take?

- Uh, maybe 5 to 10 minutes.

- Send her up when you're done.
- OK.

- Dr. Asher,

is there any chance
I can interview this one yet?

- Oh, we're transferring
to pre-op now.

At best,
it will be a few hours out.

Why? You have any leads?

- Nothing new.

We only know that
the offenders were ID'd

wearing Chicago City Transit
jumpsuits.

But thank you.
- Yeah.

- What are you doing?

- I can't believe I didn't
think of this earlier.

- Think of what?

- This.

The jumpsuit that
I scissored off our Jane Doe

when we brought her in.

OK, here we go.

.

- Sarge, Cook says a doctor
ID'd a potential offender--

the Jane Doe they pulled
from the subbasement.

- Who is she?
- We don't have an ID.

There's too much facial
scarring to get a visual.

We can't pull prints
'cause her fingers are--well--

- All right,
can we talk with her?

- Not until she's out
of surgery.

I'll keep trying
to run it down.

- I understand there's a chance
one of the burglars

is on board that train?

- Well, we don't know
that for sure.

- Still, he might be in
possession of the hard drive.

I don't know if anybody
told you how much it's worth,

but I implore you
to direct your team

to do whatever they can
to recover that drive.

- 34 people are still on board
that train, including my wife!

You got that?
- Hey, easy.

Sev, you made your point.

Come on. Come on.

- All right,
and that should do it.

A couple of weeks,
you'll barely notice it.

- My mom's dot was moving,
you know?

I wasn't making it up.

- I believe you.

- She's probably still
down on that subway.

- You know, I bet you're right.

And I told Chief Pascal
to let me know

as soon as they ID everyone
down there.

Her name is Greta, right?

- OK, Ellie.

I rustled up the good stuff.

- Thank you.

- The case you have on your
phone, that's really pretty.

- My mom and I
got matching ones.

- That's fun.

Is there anyone
that we can contact

to come and be with you
until we find your mother?

A neighbor?

- We just moved someplace new
a week ago,

so we don't really
know anybody.

- What about your father?

- He's been living
in St. Louis,

you know, since he
and my mom split up.

- Might you have his number?

I think he'd want to know
that you're OK.

- [sighs]

[solemn music]

[tapping on phone]

- When I touched her hand

while they were trying to
bring her temperature down,

she was so cold.

It felt like
she was already gone.

- Hey, look,
you know, Trudy's in a--

she's in a tough spot,
man, you know?

And I just--I just hate

that you got to go through
this right now.

But here's what I know.

Ripley, in fact,

insanely good instincts
as a physician, all right?

And on top of that,
your wife is,

among many other things,

a really, really tough lady.

* *

- I missed her birthday
yesterday, you know?

Worse, I--I just
forgot it completely.

[sighs]

I don't know where
my head goes sometimes.

Even now--

- Even now what?

- No, I can't.
- Mouch.

I'm a shrink, remember?
Nothing's weird to me.

Just talk to me.

- Even now,

what I'm thinking,

I know I should be here
for Trudy,

and I want to be.

But part of me...
[sighs]

Needs to get out there
with my team

to help dig Kidd out of there.

Makes me a pretty
horrible husband, right?

- No, buddy.

It makes you a "that's why
she married you" husband.

What, I got to explain
your own wife to you?

- [chuckles]

* *

I don't know.

It feels like
whichever choice I make

is gonna be the wrong one.

- [sighs deeply]

- I don't know.

I mean, at least
it's something.

Maybe we can connect Jane Doe
to someone on the train.

- Well, let's hope so.

- Adam, I was thinking
if you wanted,

I could, um--

I could pull Mak out of school

and give you a chance
to speak with her.

- No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no.

Kim, this is not a "stuck
on Everest" type situation.

Fire's gonna come dig us out,
I know it.

I'm gonna see you and Mak
tonight for dinner,

in person.

- Yeah.
I mean, we'll order in pizza.

- Hell, yeah.

Yeah, whatever Mak wants.

Whatever you both want.

- Severide wanted me
to give you a message

to deliver to Kidd.
- OK.

- He said, tell her,
you were right.

You have to make the time.

- All right, I got it.

I got it, whatever that means.
[chuckles]

- It means he's scared.

- Kim, I'm gonna be fine.

- I know.

I love you, Adam.

- And I love you, too.

- [sniffles]

- Burgess.

- Yeah?

- You OK?
- Yeah.

What's up?
What do you got?

- Security confirmed
that there were

no unauthorized entry
into that server room

before the robbery, right?
- That's right.

- No signs of forced entry?

- Yeah, why?

- Watch this.

This is from about an hour
before the explosion.

Three men, all matching
the stats of our offenders.

- That's them.
What--where is that?

- Underground.

CCT has cameras set up every
2/10 of a mile down there.

- OK.
- This is mile marker 3.2.

But they never show up on the
next camera, mile marker 3.4.

And they don't turn around.

- So where did they
disappear to?

[tense music]

- You think the
offenders tunneled in?

- No way,
it's too long of a span

for them to have dug
and gone undetected.

- But what if they accessed
tunnels that already exist?

- No, I don't think so.

We scoured every
documented tunnel down there--

water, sewer.

- What if they accessed
undocumented tunnels?

- Seriously?

Are you guys talking
about Al Capone?

- What about Al Capone?

- Um, urban legend
has it that, you know,

he dug a network
of secret tunnels

to move his booze around.

- It's not an urban legend.

Me and Burgess
pulled a body out

of one of those tunnels
on patrol.

- Yeah,
that's kind of thin, guys.

- You said it was around
mile marker 3.3?

- Mm-hmm.

- That stretch of track is
where the train's trapped.

So if they figured a way from
there to the server room--

- Maybe we can
retrace their steps

and get back to the train.

- We gotta recon
the server room.

- All right.
Put together a team, yeah.

[door creaks]

- Hey, Meg, what's the matter?

- We have a situation.

- [raspy breathing]
[thumping]

- You hear that?

It sounds more solid now.

- Uh-huh.
Take me off speaker, all right?

- OK.

- I'm concerned there might
be blood now in his chest,

collapsing his lungs.

You need to drain it out.

- With what?

Like a--like a chest tube?

I--I don't have one of those.

- No, don't worry about that.

We'll find a way
to manufacture one.

Now, the first thing to do is--

[rumbling]

[panicked clamoring]

Can you hear me?

[line beeping]
Aw, damn it!

- Hold on.

We're good, everybody.
We're good.

It's just the rubble settling.
Right, Lieutenant?

- Yeah, we're good.
- We're good.

- Hey.

All right.

Where were we?

Archer?

Archer. Come on. No.

Archer.

.

- Ah!

- Can someone get him
to shut the hell up?

- Relax, buddy.
He's in a lot of pain.

- So am I.

- Hey, hey, Jacob.

I need you to stay calm.

Take nice, easy breaths, OK?

- Stella.

With or without Archer,
we can do something

for this kid, right?

- I was told you wanted
to speak to someone

about the system's comms?

- Yeah, how do you communicate
back and forth

with your train operators?

- Ordinarily via radio.

But we've lost signal
with car 8247.

- OK, how about
non-verbal communications,

uh, traffic lights telling
them to stop and start?

- We use bulbs and indicators,
as you would suspect.

But that's only built for
a one-way flow of information

from traffic control out.

The trains can't communicate
back the same way.

Why? What are you thinking?

- Hey, Cory.
- Yeah?

- These lights on your board
just started flickering.

- Those signal traffic.

They must be shorting out.

- No, I don't think so.

That flickering isn't random.

It's Morse code.
- Hold on now.

How do you know that?

- My brother and I did a lot
of walkie-talkie-ing

when we were kids.

- Can you tell me what it says?

- Uh, anybody got a pen?

- I have a pen.

Here.

- Uh, let's see.

- Uh, I believe it says,
"Can you read this?"

And now it's repeating.

- Kidd, Archer's trying
to send us a message.

Cory, how do we send one back?

- I don't know.

The system's not set up
to do that.

- Hey, Becca.
Whoa, what are you--

- Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Give me a second.

Yep.

I can work with this.

- What is that, young lady?

- This is Theo,
Jacob and mine's robot.

He took bronze in
the all-city last year.

Think I can maybe
use his transmitter

to send a signal back
onto the same frequency.

- If this doesn't work,

we might lose all chance
of regaining communication.

- Do you got a better idea?

- I do not.

- I need, like, five minutes.

- Do it. Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Hey.

Hey, this duct work goes
straight up and out.

So if they came in through this
way, it doesn't do us any good.

- It's all brick and concrete
behind here.

[clanking]

[clunking]

- Hey, guys.

Let's move this thing over.

* *

- Would you look at that?

- So they did dig their way
in there?

- Yeah.

They came up through
some kind of duct

running under the floor.

- Why is that not shown
on the schematics?

- Building underwent
renovations

about four years ago.

They updated
the entire HVAC system.

- What'd that duct connect to?

- I don't know, you know, the
rubble did cut off any access,

but trust me, it led up
to some kind of tunnel.

- Ruzek thinks
one of the offenders

is down there on the
train with him, right?

- Right.
- Whoever it is,

is gonna want to
come out of there alive,

even if it means
getting busted.

- No.

Even if Ruzek is able
to smoke this guy out,

there's way too many ways
that this plan goes wrong.

- Guy's carrying a weapon,
all those civilians on board--

- Yeah, let's just hold off
on that for now.

Kim, come on.

- How's Sergeant Platt?

- Uh, patched the aorta
and a grade 5 liver lac,

and miraculously,
there was only hollow,

viscous injury to her stomach,

and her bowels
remain fairly intact.

So we caught a break there,
but that was the easy part.

- When do you think you'll
be able to restart her heart?

- You mean try
to restart her heart.

And it won't be for
a couple of hours at least.

We just started warming her up.

I understand everyone's desire
to hold on to as much hope

as possible, but the odds
are very long against.

How's our burn victim?

- Well, apparently,
her escharotomy went well,

but as you know,
"well" is a relative term.

- Yeah.
- Excuse me.

Um, the Jane Doe being treated,

who's responsible for her care?

- I'm the chief of the ED.

I'm responsible
for every patient here.

- Is there someplace
we can talk?

So as you can see, we are
in desperate need of intel

to help the rescue effort.

- So you want us to extubate
the patient now

so that you can
interrogate her?

- I need to ask her
some questions, yeah.

I mean, the lives of
30 people are at stake.

- I'm sorry, Sergeant.

That's not going to
be possible just yet.

- Excuse me?

- This woman just underwent
a horrific trauma

and extensive surgery.

Extubating her now would
run the near-certain risk

of jeopardizing her health.

- You're--you're kidding?

Jeopardizing her health?

You have any idea how many
deaths she's responsible for?

- But didn't you say
you hadn't

definitively ID'd her
as a suspect yet?

- Not definitively, no.

- This all feels
way too speculative

and borderline inhumane.

- You know,
we've got one of our own

down there on that train,
Doctor.

I mean, he's family.

Fire's got one down there,
too.

- I'm--I'm sorry,

but my responsibility
has to lie with the patient.

I took an oath.
- You're responding as if

you're reciting
from a textbook.

Are you even
hearing us right now?

- Yes.

I don't know what to say.
- I do.

I could arrest you for
impeding an investigation

and haul you downtown.

- All right, Burgess,
that's enough.

Thank you for your help,
Dr. Lenox.

I'll talk with you later.

- Those deaths,

they'll be on your hands.

.

[indistinct chatter]

- Dr. Lenox, Voight and
Burgess are good police.

Sometimes they just

lead with their emotions.

- I know everyone must be
looking at me as the villain

right now.

- Look, at the end of the day,

they all have to respect that
you have an ethic to maintain.

At least, most of them will.

- I want to help. I do.

I just--if I were to contribute

to that woman's pain
or suffering in any way--

- There's no need to explain.

We all need to honor
where our own limits lie.

- Yeah.

- Detective.

Detective!

One second, please.

Look,

I could technically lose my
license for disclosing this--

it being a HIPAA violation
and all--

but it might be helpful
for you to know

that the Jane Doe
has mesothelioma.

- I'm not sure how
that's pertinent, Doctor.

- From my experience,
most mesothelioma patients

are swarmed almost immediately
by lawyers

eager to sue
their place of employ

if there had been
workplace exposure.

It's a long shot, I know--

- But there might
be a court record.

* *

Thank you.

- [groans]

- I wish we had
something stronger.

Unfortunately,
that's all we got.

All right.

Down the hatch.

Good. OK.

Let's lay you down
nice and easy.

- [strained breathing]

[groaning]

[squelching]
[shouts]

- Stay with me.
Stay with me, Jacob.

OK.

- This should create a vacuum
to help suck the blood out.

- All right. Thanks.

- All right, all right,
he says, once you're in, you--

you need to push through
the first resistance

all the way into
the pleural cavity.

- Got it.

There you go.
There you go.

OK.
- [gasping]

- All right.

Adam.
- Yeah.

- I need you to come hold this.

- You need to create a vacuum
to help with the drainage.

Just suck on the straw
connected to the water seal

till the blood starts to flow.

- [sucking]

[tense music]

* *

- [panting]

- [exhaling]

Hey. Doing OK?

- Welcome back to the living,
my friend.

Nice work.
- You, too.

- Becca.
- Good job, Becca.

- Yeah. Thank you.

[soft music]

You scared me.

Don't do that again, you dummy.

* *

[beeping]

- I don't know.

Half of me is wondering
who I'm even kidding,

trying to keep up
with these millennials.

At my age?

That's the part where you say
something brilliant.

I try to have these kinds
of conversations with you

in my mind sometimes, you know?

I say this,
you say that, but...

they always fizzle out
because...

I can't predict

or even fathom what it is
you're ever gonna say.

And that's one of the things
I love most about you, Trudy,

that I have no idea what's
gonna come out of your mouth.

[sighs]

If only I'd met you sooner,

maybe I'd have
figured you out by now.

[crying]

Oh, baby, you better not
quit like this on me.

Who the hell
would I be left to talk to?

God.

- Hey, Sarge.

The tip Burgess got
might have paid off.

Torres pulled the record of
every personal injury lawsuit

filed in Chicago
over the last 10 years.

- OK.
- And most of it

didn't fit the profile,

but he did find
a Margaret Simshaw, 38,

who had a case
dismissed by the city.

- OK.
- Now get this--

her last place of employment?

The City Employee
Benefits Department.

- Margaret Simshaw?

- It would explain motive,
her holding a grudge.

- That may be enough to get
a warrant to search her home.

We got an address?

- No, her LKA is outdated.

Sounds like she moved.

But there might be someone here
who does know where she lives.

- Yeah, the, uh, security guard
found it outside the building,

just before it collapsed.

You know,
he put it in his pocket,

and he was on his way to,
you know, turn it in.

And--

- Well, that explains why
you saw it moving.

- But it doesn't mean
she's definitely

not on the train, though.

I mean, she could have
dropped it before she got on.

- Ellie, we finally got
a full list of all the people

on board,
and your mom's not on it.

- By the same token, her name
also isn't among the victims

we've identified.

So, you know, there's
no reason to give up hope.

- Hey.

Look, we are going to find
your mom, OK?

One way or another.

That, I can promise you.

- The security guard
who found this,

did he make it?

- Jordan survived. Yeah.

He's with his family right now,

and the doctors think
his prognosis is good.

- But his life is gonna
be different forever, right?

[knocking]

- One sec.

Hey.

What's up?

- I need to ask her
a few questions.

- Really not the best time,
Hank, she's just--

- Sorry, it's really important.

It's a police matter.

- OK, um, couple minutes,
all right?

And please,
just, you know, go easy?

- I will.

- Hi, Ellie.

I'm Ms. Goodwin
from Patient Services.

- Yeah, I'm Sergeant Voight
from the Chicago PD.

- And he'd like to ask you
a few questions,

if that's OK with you.

- OK.
- Thank you.

Ellie,

your mom is Margaret Simshaw,
is that right?

- She goes by Greta, but yes.

- OK, Greta.
All right.

I was told that
you two moved recently.

Do you happen to remember
your new address?

- Why?

- Well, we think there could
be something in your new home

that could help us
rescue the passengers

from that train collapse.

- Why would my mom know
anything about that?

- It's kind of complicated.

- OK, um, you know what--

- I heard the nurses talking
to a cop about a Jane Doe.

You think that might be my mom?

- We think
there's a good chance, yes.

- Well, my mom
wouldn't be involved

in something like this.

I don't believe it's her.

I want to see her for myself.

- Ellie, your mother was burned
very badly in the fire,

and we were hoping to save you
from seeing her like that

until she gets better.

- Yeah, that's right.
I just need--

- No!

I'm--I won't give you
my address.

I won't give you a thing

until you let me see her.

.

[dramatic music]

* *

[wolf howls]