Chicago Fire (2012–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Rear View Mirror - full transcript

- Previously
on Chicago fire...

- Let's go, let's go!

- I need a favor, Anna.

- Be careful with these.
Take 'em only when necessary.

- What do we got?
- Trapped arm.

- One, two...

- Aah!

- I'm going with him.
- No, you're not.

- This ain't up to you,
lady.

- You have a bit of a track
record lately, wouldn't you say?

- This isn't enough
to warrant suspension.



- Be ready
for the possibility.

- Evacuate immediately.

- Go!

- Honey, this is
my old girlfriend.

[Siren]

- Anna, I'm just gonna
lift your shirt

and make sure everything's
okay with the baby.

- Why don't you, um,
give me a call?

- Just stay the hell
away from us.

I'm not retracting
my statement.

Ever.

[Siren whoops]

- Talk some sense
into your man.

- Excuse me?
- I'd really hate to see things



get uglier
than they already are.

- Gabriela.

- Hey.

- Thank you
for meeting me.

- Yeah, of course.

- I hope it wasn't
an inconvenience.

- No, no, no, no.
Not at all.

- I know you and Matt
are close.

- Oh, uh...

- Can I get you something
to drink?

- Coffee's fine,
thank you.

I didn't want to go to the chief
about this because...

God, I'm so sorry.

- Oh, it's okay.
What's...what's wrong?

- It's the detective Voight
thing.

I didn't, um...

I know your brother's
been trying to help.

- Yeah, that's right.

- It's just I have never
seen Matt like this,

and I have a feeling that
something bad is gonna happen.

- I'm really sorry
for everything

you're going through,
Hallie, I am,

but I'm not sure
what I can do.

- Matt's deposition is scheduled
after his shift.

Once he testifies
against voight's son,

it's...it's not worth it
anymore just to prove a point.

And I'm thinking
more and more

that Matt shouldn't
go through with it.

- You should tell Matt.

- I did. Last night.

He wouldn't listen.

But I think he would
if it came from you.

[Motor humming]

- Hey, hold still.
Just relax.

- Zit?
- I didn't do that!

- Of course not.

Look, this is as far
as I can go.

You gotta come
the rest of the way.

- You mean drop?
- That's right.

- Zito...
Big-time tagger.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I've seen his name around.

- He's hit every "l" train,
bus stop,

and mailbox in Chicago.

- You president
of his fan club?

- No. There's a street art
exhibition at the MCA.

- This clown's in the museum?

- What a country.
Right?

- Just slide on down
nice and easy...I got you.

- You called the cops!

- Whoa!
- Hey!

All right, now!
Just drop!

Coming down.

- Copy.
All clear.

- All good?
- Yeah.

Graffiti artist got stuck
up there, chief.

- Kelly.

You got no reason
to be here.

- Oh, collecting
gang intel, chief.

Big new tag like that...

gotta make sure
it doesn't spark a turf war.

- You've seen it.
Now leave.

- You might want to take
a step back there.

I don't want to charge you
or one of your men

with interfering
with a police investigation.

- Yeah.

Pack it up.
We're outta here.

- Oh, hey, Casey.

You got your deposition
tomorrow.

- Come on, let's go.

- Let me ask you, is that
cute little fiancee of yours

gonna be there too?
'Cause I gotta tell you,

the other night,
when we were talking,

she seemed kinda, I don't know,
shut down.

But by the end,
she really started to open up.

- Hey!
- Hey, come on.

- Your day's coming.
Your day's coming, Voight!

- Close the door.

You all right?
- Yeah.

- What do you want to do?

- About?
- You.

You want to go out
on calls,

stay here in the house,
take some time off?

- Go out on calls.

- Then you have
to do it right.

- I have been.

- You've heard me say this
a million times.

In this job, regardless
of what's going on in your life,

you take your eye off it
for one second, people can die.

- You're right.
I have heard you say that,

and we're in agreement.

- I wish I could do more
to fix this,

but right now,
it is just a matter

of trusting the system.

Look, Matt, there won't be
another warning.

- Hey. Hey, look...

Look, man,
you wanna hit somebody,

my buddy has a boxing gym
over in bucktown.

You get a trainer,
you glove up, you hit mitts.

We could head over there
after shift.

- Yeah, I'll think about it.
Thanks.

- Not to sound like
my father-in-law,

but this is what's wrong
with America.

- What's wrong with America,

or what's great
about America?

- Are you kidding me?

3,000 clams for that,
and I'm out there

doing side jobs
for $20 an hour?

- Hey, the mouch
is looking for you.

- Do you know how much
the taxpayers of this city

pay for graffiti removal?
50 million a year.

- Uh, that...
that sounds high.

- Look it up.
All right, stop.

All right, so it's more like
25 million or something.

Either way,
it's a lot of money.

And then this little
wannabe hood rat...

- Herrmann...It's bold.
It's provocative.

- Ha. You're just trying
to get a rise.

And look at these
high society douche bags

lapping it up.

You see, this is why,
when my kids

get out of high school,
Cindy and me,

we're moving to chain o' lakes
'cause...

I can't deal
with this insanity.

[Laughter]

- How long am I looking at?
Realistically.

- Somewhere between 0
and 100 days.

Oh...
Do you understand

the definition
of "realistically"?

- There's a lot
of moving parts to this.

- They're on your head.
- Ah.

- Have you ever even been
to a suspension hearing before?

- Of course.

Your case is
a two-demerit issue,

and so we're gonna
keep it friendly.

And the more aggressive
you come across,

the more guilty you'll look.

Keep your responses short
and to the point.

- All right, cool.
So you're saying

- yeah, but we still
gotta prep.

Where you going?

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Sorry, just what
you needed, right?

One more person asking
how you're doing.

- Better than nobody giving
a rat's ass, I guess.

- So...
How are you holding up?

- I'm just hoping
that luck's on my side

because in terms of me being
able to control the situation,

it hasn't worked out
so well.

- Uh...

But I guess there is
one more thing

you could do to end
this whole thing, right?

Have you thought about
retracting your statement?

- Would you?

- I would think about it.

- Okay.

Now that you have...

- [Sighs]

- Why would you advise me
to do something you wouldn't?

[Alarm whooping]

- Ambulance 61, truck 81.
Gunshot victim.

25 east halstead street.

[Siren blares]

[Horns honk]

- Wait!

- Where's the victim?

- In the back.
- Shooter?

- Gone. I swerved
when I heard the shots.

- Cruz, Mills, in the bus.

Cones and flares.
Get these cars moving.

- Shot to the neck.
Not breathing. Weak pulse.

- Guys, we need your help.

- All right,
get him down here.

Down here's good.
Watch his head. Watch his head.

- Okay, you gotta get
an open airway

or we're gonna lose him
right now.

Here, open this.

- We can't tube him.
Too mush mouth trauma.

- All right, surgical cric.

- Not approved
in the field, Dawson.

- Excuse me, sir, does that
really matter to you right now?

No? Oh, okay, good.

- Give it to me.
- I got it.

- Dawson, give it to me,
now!

All right,
give me the tube.

- We'll get the backboard
and stretcher.

- Chief.

- Hey, keep it moving!
Let's go, let's go.

- Surgical cric?

- We could've waited
for approval,

but then he would
have been d.O.A.

- It was my call, chief.
I'll take the hit.

[Tires screech,
horns honk]

- What was that?

Huh?
No, you're gonna wait.

Oh, you're gonna do that?
Go on.

- Casey!

Your shift is over.

- Oh, come on chief.
- No, no, no, no. Go home.

Head for the house.
Whatever you want.

But you are done for today.

[Radio chatter]

- Where's Casey?

Chief.

- I'm not taking
any more chances.

- He's doing the right thing.

He's getting his ass kicked
for it.

- You don't think
I know that.

- Then he needs to be here where
we can keep an eye on him.

- Kelly, I tried that already.

- So he's better off
out there by himself,

pissed off,
not thinking straight...

- this is a firehouse...

Not some of the time.
Not for some of the calls.

Any man who walks
through that door,

he gotta be ready.

If he isn't, he's gonna be
walking in the other direction.

'Cause I am a chief first
and I am a friend second.

Casey's just gonna have to find
his own way from now on.

- Saline?
- Two.

- Ambo bag?
- One.

Do you also want me
to tell you how much gas

'cause, apparently,
all I'm good for

is inventory and driving now.

- Listen, one more black mark
on your record

between now and Friday...
- Why even go to the hearing

if you're already
suspending me?

- Maybe I don't want
to ride around

with a half-assed reliever
for three months.

Ever thought of that?

Listen, chief did
the right thing.

Gave him some time
to cool off.

He's gonna be fine.

- We should eat, huh?

- Make a sandwich.

So Casey's out
for how long?

- Chief knows that,
not me.

- I got a suspension hearing
to prepare for.

Send Dawson in,
if you see her.

- You know, I feel like
we're sitting around

while we let Voight
push our boy around.

Why can't we take
the ball game to him?

- I got a wife
and four kids

who don't need their dad fired
or locked up.

- How 'bout you, Mills?

- Why aren't you
asking me?

- Because I'm not talking about
toilet papering

Voight's house, ho.

How 'bout it, Mills?

- I'm down.
- Okay.

- The both of you, shut up.

Nobody's gonna do nothin'.

- So we just sit by?
- Then go!

Put on a ski mask
and take on a dirty cop,

and see how far
that gets you.

[Cell phone buzzes]

- What's the latest?
- Nothing yet.

- What are you say...

what, we're still at zero?
Score one?

What do you mean "nothing"?
- I've been doing plenty.

But if you're asking if I have
anything conclusive

at this moment,
the answer's no.

- Well, what have you
been doing, Antonio?

I would love to know, because this whole
thing is unraveling for Casey.

- Voight's put the word out
on the street...we know that.

So we're looking for someone
to wear a wire.

Yesterday, we busted a kid
for possession.

He's in a gang
with ties to Voight.

I offered him a deal
if he'd flip.

Had him this close,
but he wouldn't go.

- So offer him something else.

- It don't work like that.

As long as Casey
doesn't take the bait,

this thing's gonna play out
the way we want.

So sit tight.

Have a little faith
in your brother.

- Why don't we just leave?

We both have vacation time
built up.

I'm sure they would give you
a leave of absence.

- When we get back...

Voight will have forgotten
all about it?

- We go where
he can't find us,

and we give the cops
enough time to bust him.

Come on, baby.

Let's get out of here.
Let's regroup.

[Knock on door]

- Just...

- Matthew Casey?
- Yeah.

- We have a warrant
to search your home.

- What?

- We got a tip says you're
in possession of cocaine.

Either we can search your house,
or you can produce the cocaine

and your cooperation will
be taken into consideration.

It's Voight.
Detective Voight...

he put you up to this?

- No. I don't know
any Voight.

I just know we're coming in.

The warrant allows us
to search the entire house,

and you're allowed, by law,

to stay in the house
if you remain cooperative.

- I'm a firefighter,
station 51.

My fiancee
is a doctor at lakeshore.

Do we really look like
cocaine users to you?

- If you could please both
go wait in the front room.

Now.

- Antonio Dawson.
He's a detective in vice.

He'll tell you we're being
harassed by this cop.

I have Antonio's number
on my cell.

Will you please
just take a second

and talk to him?

Please.

- Yeah, this is officer Madden.

We have a search warrant
for...

- It's all right, baby.

It's gonna be all right.

- He says they're clean.

- If I ever have to
come back here again,

no favor is gonna
get you out of it.

[Police radio chatter
in background]

[Door closes]

- It was under the table.

Oh, my God.

- That's 15 years right there.

- Call Antonio back.

- Flush it down the toilet.
- Baby...

- flush it down the toilet!

- Matt!

[Tires screech]

- You just committed
a couple felonies.

- I'm ready to commit
a few more.

Because I'm telling you,
it ends now,

or you're the one
that's gonna disappear.

- I can respect that.

Go ahead.

Use it.

You retract that statement
against my son...

Or you pull that trigger.

Because that's the only thing
that's gonna stop me.

- Muffled heart sounds.
It was clearly Beck's triad.

She had a sternal fracture,

a large hemopericardium
and mediastinal hemorrhage,

all of which indicate that

a periocardiocentesis
is obviously...

- you're already talking
too much.

The question was
what did you see?

- Uh, I saw a young girl
in danger of dying,

and so I felt
it was necessary...

- feelings...no feelings.
Thoughts. Convictions.

- Fine.
I thought that...

I knew that I had to
do something immediately,

and that something was...

- just answer the question
posed to you.

Don't elaborate.
And smile.

Go ahead.
- What?

- Smile.
Let me see it.

- Oh, Mouch, come one.

- Let me see it.
- I can smile.

- Come on.
Contrite, not smug.

Welcoming and innocent.

We're gonna work on that.

- [Sighs]
I'm hitting the rack, boys.

- Yeah. 'Cause you're
getting buried.

- Uh-oh.
- No, all good.

- That's an "I'm
with the program" kind of walk.

- You were right.

Voight had me spun out.

I let it get to me.

Won't let it again.

I need to work.

I'm willing
to trust the system.

So I'd like to resume
my duties, chief.

- Welcome back.

- [Laughs] Hey...

- Yeah, there he is, huh?

- All right, all right,
all right, all right.

Don't turn it into
a Greek wedding.

Come on, everybody,
normal day.

Everybody go about
your business.

Let's go.

[Siren blares]

- Truck 81, engine 51.

Squad three, ambulance 61.

Building fire.
Indiana and 28th place.

[Sirens blaring]

- Hey, chief. Dumpster fire.
Nobody called it in.

Flames went up the service
elevator shaft,

spread out on the fifth.

- Find me the super.
I need occupancy numbers.

What about
the main elevator?

- He's just cleared it.
He's coming out

with a few more tenants.

[Radio chatter]

- Five more ambos,
and chief Hatcher's on the way.

- We're gonna need 'em.

Anticipate at least
five reds in there.

- We can't wait for Hatcher
with this many non-responsives.

We've gotta set up triage.

- Do it.
You're in charge here.

- All right.

This is ambulance 61.
Give me an ems plan one.

- Hey, chief.
- She'll be fine.

- I know. But where are
all the people?

No one's coming out of
the other side of the building.

- Squad three, check out
the West Side fire stairwell.

- Already on three.
Must be a blockage.

Capp and Hadley
have the east.

I'm sending you Casey, Cruz,
and mills.

We need to check out
those upper floors.

- On it.

- You're kidding me!

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- Severide!

- Hey, I'm clearing a path.

- Hey, is there anybody
back there?

Hey.

- They can't breathe.

It's pitch black in there.
There's people in the hall.

[Coughing]

- If you're mobile,
keep walking.

Slow and steady.
There's paramedics waiting.

Hey, I'll take this.

- I'm going up further.
- Okay.

[Signal clicking]

- Got at least four reds
heading to triage.

- All right, we got
another red.

Shay, this one's yours.
- Yeah, got it.

- All right.

- There's three more
up on six.

- Any burns?
- Not on six.

But Casey, Cruz,
and mills went higher.

- Capp, Hadley, meet us
in the west stairwell.

- Copy.
- You're going in there?

- You need to get back
behind the lines.

Mouch, get this kid safe.

- Come here, pal.

- I can't.
There's too much swelling.

- Then cric her.
- I've never done it.

- Dawson, you've gotta
cric this woman,

or she's a goner.

- All right,
hand me a scalpel.

- Who's the lead here?
- You're looking at her.

You may as well keep
looking over my shoulder,

'cause this is definitely
gonna be an infraction.

Hand me a size five tube.

Bag.

All right, bag her.

Lungs are good.

Get me the fastest driver
we've got.

- Next available ambulance,
now!

- Copy that.
Car 816, respond to triage.

- Seven is clear.

- Casey is on eight.

- I got it.
I'm on my way up.

- Fire department.
Call out.

[People coughing]
Come on!

Come on.

- Casey, retreat. Go back.
You won't make it.

Retreat.
You won't make it!

Go back to the apartment.

Casey, go back!

- Get down.

- Casey plus two on eight.

East corner unit.
Move that ladder now!

- [Coughing]
- Mayday! Mayday!

Not sure how long
I can hold it back.

- Eight is a reach.
No choice.

Get that ladder as close
as you can.

Hug the building
if you have to, capp.

- I need a clear path
to the east corner.

- What's your name?
- [Coughing] Curtis.

- Okay, Curtis,
you're gonna put that on her.

Make sure it's tight
around her face.

[Coughing]

Good. Now I want you
to open the window.

- We ain't gonna make it.

- Open it!

- We're gonna have three
coming down from eight.

I need two ambulance crews ready
at the base of truck 81.

- Copy that. Truck 81,
we'll have two ambos...

- We're coming for you, Casey.

- Better make it fast.
It's getting hot in here.

- All right, tell 'em
to stand in three, two...

One.
- All right, Curtis,

get your mom up.
- Come on, you go first.

- Okay. Come on out.

Turn around.

- Capp, take her.
- Hang on.

All right. Here...
Slow step backwards.

- Come on!

- Not until he's out.

- Let's go.

- Aah!

- All right, your turn.
- No way.

Not until you're
out of range.

- Not moving.
Let go now!

- All right,
here I come.

- All right, hang on,
keep your head down.

- [Grunts]

[Boom]

- Can't...

can't get up.

- Swing!
- [Grunting]

- Grab my...
grab my arm.

Swing!

Come on.
I got you.

- Capp.
- Thanks, chief.

- Hadley.
Good job.

- Chief.

- That was pretty close,
huh?

- Plenty of time.

- [Scoffs]
Really?

- Listen, if you see Hallie at the hospital,
don't tell her about this.

OK? I've given her enough
to worry about lately.

- Yeah.
- Hey...

Chief says you should hit it

so you can make it
to your hearing.

- Who's gonna cover?

- EMT certified.
Good luck.

- Good luck.

- Yeah. Okay.

- Take care of your mom,
okay?

- Hey.

Are you Casey?

- Yeah.

- You're the one
got the problem

with detective Voight,
right?

- Yeah, that's right.

- Man, I can help you out.

- Curtis is gonna do it.

- When? Where?
- Now.

He already put in a call
to Voight for a meet.

I'm gonna prep him
while my techs wire him up.

Then we're good to go.

Now, we got one shot
at this.

Down the drain, so don't say
anything to anyone.

Don't even mention his name
out loud,

'cause Voight's got ears
all over this city.

I'll let you know
once it goes down.

- I want to be there.

- [Sighs]

Fine. Let's go.

- The charges you face,
miss Dawson,

are both very serious
and very troubling.

- We disagree
wholeheartedly, sir.

- Miss Dawson chose
to perform a procedure

that was clearly outside
of her jurisdiction,

and that could have
mortally injured

- to refresh my memory,
could you please read

the full charges
out loud?

I believe we have
that right.

- Gabriela Dawson is charged
with willful neglect

of protocol, and of practicing
a medical procedure

that she was neither trained
nor cert...

- no, I have been trained
in that procedure,

and I knew exactly
what I was doing,

and how much time
we didn't have.

I'm also currently
taking pre-med classes,

where I've re-studied
every procedure...

- I'm sorry.
- And I am studying

for my pilot's license,
miss Dawson,

but that does not mean
I can land a 747 in a blizzard.

- But you'd sure as hell try
if you were about to crash.

- You are lucky
that girl is alive,

or there would be criminal
charges pending against you.

- If saving a kid's life
is now a criminal offense,

then maybe it's your damn
protocol that's out of whack,

and the wrong people
are making the rules.

- Ten-minute break?

- Five.

- You didn't even remember
the charges.

- I was stalling for time.
- What? Why?

- We're ready.

[Footsteps]
- Ah...

- Hey, Madeline.

- I'm sorry.
Are we too late?

- Uh, please enter
into the record

witnesses number two,
three, and four.

There's a reason sky divers
pack two parachutes.

[Cat meowing]

- Here we go.

- What's happening,
young blood?

- What's up with you, V?

Deshawn said there's money
to be made on the firefighter.

I want his deal.
- He tell you who it is?

- Yeah, but I wasn't really
paying attention

till he said something
about the money.

- His name is Casey.

- How much?

- Depends on services
rendered.

- Well, Deshawn said his boys
got 5 for jumping him.

I figure I could do
a lot worse for a grand.

- Brother, you stop him
for good, I'll give you 2.

- We got it?
Move it in.

[Siren whoops]

- They ain't here
for me, bro.

- Let's see your hands!
- Don't move!

- Come on, get 'em up!

- Yeah, look at me.

- I got him, I got him.

- Enjoy it while you can.

This is entrapment.

- You're cooked,
youngblood.

Get in.

- Got it.
Oh, that's great.

That's great to hear.

Yeah, okay.
See you at the shindig. Bye.

That was Mouch. Dawson got
a three-shift suspension,

but we'll be throwing her
a suspension party

- so how much money
does she lose,

like, 2 grand?

- A little bit more.

But if we all chip in
20 bucks,

we might be able
to put a dent in it.

- Or...

And it has this lovely
unfinished quality to it.

He almost fell to his death
while finishing the "o."

- Unbelievable.

- Can you hold on one second?
Thanks, pal. Hello?

Hey, serge, how are you?
Listen,

I'm gonna have to give you
a call back.

I'm on the other line
with a different buyer.

But if he starts
dragging his feet,

it's all yours, buddy.

All right.
Thanks, pal.

Hello? All right,
2,000.

1,500?

You gonna slap me
in the face like that?

You're gonna slap me in the face
with 1,000?

You...
[Laughs]

I'll take it.

- There we go.

- What's this?
- Just drink it.

Congrats to Dawson.
Could have been worse.

- Thank you. Cheers.
Both: Cheers.

All: Oh!
- Shiver me timbers.

- Thank you so much
for your help, Mouch.

You really pulled it out.

- You weren't...Worried
about me, were you?

- Oh, no. Never.

- [Sighs]
Thomas kincade?

Okay, I get that.

You know, you look
at his paintings...

God rest his soul...

but yeah, that's art.
That's worth money.

But this?

The scourge
of a civilized society, man.

Chain o' lakes, guys.
Chain o' lakes.

That's where you'll find me.
[Cell phone rings]

- Hello?

Okay, great.
We'll bring it right out.

It's the buyer.
He's here.

Grab an end.
- I'm not touching it.

- Chain o' lakes.

- Hey, guys, I'll help you.
- Hey, thanks, Dawson.

- [Grunts]
- Thanks, d.

- I'm not gonna ask.

I didn't see it.
I didn't see it.

I'd have thrown
the book at you.

[Both laugh]

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- I heard about Voight.

He got it worse
than me, huh?

Rear view mirror, baby.
Rear view mirror.

- Well, then, you've come
to the right place.

You can see my friend Peter
mills at the bar over there.

- Oh, yeah, you did
an okay job.

- Oh, thanks.
What a ball-breaker, huh?

- You can handle it.

Any chance voight beats this?
- No shot.

Speaking of shots,
where are they?

- Over there.

Where's Hallie?

- Meeting me here.

- I'm really happy for you.
- You too.

- Hey...Come here.

- Hey.

- I am glad
it is over.

- It is.
Thanks for everything, chief.

- [Scoffs]

- Are you...Drunk...Chief?

- Yeah, a little.

- I'll be joining you
momentarily.

- Good.
Glad to hear it.

- Just ask him.
- You.

- He'll think
I'm sniffing around.

- How do you think
I'm gonna come across?

- Here he comes.
- He thinks I'm a curmudgeon.

- Would you just do it
for me?

- Peter Mills.
- Hey. Lieutenant.

- What's up?
- Great party.

Thank you for hosting it.
- Yeah, no sweat.

- And it's
a really cool space.

And what kind of food
do you guys serve?

- Well, its a diner,
so diner food.

- Oh, hey, um, is your sister
Elise here tonight?

- No, she's out
with some friends.

- Oh. All right.

- Thanks.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Oh, Hallie's here.

- Hi.

- It's over.

We're all right now.

[Whispers]
We're all right.