Chicago Fire (2012–…): Season 3, Episode 21 - We Called Her Jellybean - full transcript

You're the boss.

More like wrangler.

Jack asked if you could
come by the club on Saturday.

Matt, hey. See those guys over there?

They are loaded, and
they'd like to meet you.

I'm just here to do a
little construction work.

I'm the last guy to stand in the way

of Severide and his buddy Rice,

but the things I hear about this guy...

We agree that what
happened wasn't gonna change

anything between us, that
we were still just friends?



Great night, though.

Yeah, it really was.

These three years,

they've been the best time of my life,

but I want to be with my family.

I'm going to North Carolina.

Yeah, so Jessica Chilton,

that's me, obviously.

Anyways, everyone calls me Chili,

'cause I hate the name Jessica.

It's better than my sister, I guess,

'cause we call her Jelly Bean.

I've heard really great
things about you guys,

the whole family vibe and all that.



I've been a lot of places
where it's not really like that.

So... yeah.

Here I am.

Thank you, Chili.

Chili is going to be our
new paramedic-in-charge

on Ambulance 61.

Everybody please make her feel welcome.

Welcome.

Chili, Connie in the bullpen,

she handles all the paperwork.

- Please check in with her.
- Okay, cool.

Thanks for taking me on, Chief.

We're lucky to have you.

Okay, everybody, listen up.

Here at 51,

we are together 24 hours of the day,

and we are indeed a family,

and we have been very fortunate
not to have much turnover.

So I'm gonna say this
with the utmost respect.

Get over it.

Mills was here for three years, Chief.

You can't expect us to just flip a switch

and get over it.

And I have been here for 22 years, Otis.

Now, my orders are, welcome in the new PIC.

Any one of you, you
have a problem with that,

you come in my office.

If you have a legitimate
reason, we will discuss it.

Other than that, you stop looking

like somebody just pissed in your coffee!

You're right, Chief.

It's taken care of.

We got it, Chief. Our bad.

Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61,

structure fire, Wabash and Silverhill.

Super nice to meet you.

Oh, yeah, nice to meet you too.

So you're the PIC?

Yeah, but I'm totally chill.

Some people are really neurotic

about how they pack the
jump bag, or whatever,

but not me.

Cool.

Sorry if that was a
little frosty back there.

They're just honoring their friend.

Upper unit fully involved.

Fire on one also.

Better put that sucker out

before the whole damn block goes up.

Sir, I'm gonna ask you
you step back, please.

Don't let it get the one next-door.

That one's mine.

He said stand back.

Squad, search and rescue, second floor.

Yeah, copy that. Squad 3, you're with me.

Take the downstairs, Chief.

Go to it.

Dawson, Otis, around the back.

Herrmann, take the front with me.

Fire department! Call out!

Looks like an overloaded power strip.

Go check the back of the house.

Copy that.

Fire department, call out!

Fire department! Call out!

Otis, I need help.

Hey, buddy, can you walk?

- Victoria...
- Excuse me?

Upstairs neighbor!

Fire department. Call out!

Let's check the bedroom.

Hey, hey, wait, wait, hey.

I'm not getting air.

My mask malfunctioned. We got to go.

Go swap it out.

I'm gonna check this last room.

Copy that.

Fire department, call out!

Help me, help me.

I got you. I got you.

Uhh!

Mayday, mayday, I'm
trapped on the second floor.

Casey, Herrmann, second floor right now!

On it.

Severide!

- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah, get her first.

Ready? Go!

Go! Go!

Go!

I got her!

Come on!

We got him, Chief.

Coming out now,

along with a badly burned female.

She needs immediate transport.

Copy that.

61 to main, we need a second ambo.

Go head, I'll watch him.

Name's Billy Carson.

It was burning when I got here.

I called 911.

I went inside to check on Victoria...

Is she, um...

Oh, man. Damn.

Her airway's swelling

from the burns. We need to intubate now.

She already has I/O access in the shoulder.

She needs more fluids,
and she's not burned there.

Come on, sweetie.

- We're in.
- Okay.

Hey.

All those computer wires
stuffed into one outlet,

they yours?

Yes, sir.

You got to be more careful.

I use a power strip.

I cut it off, I swear to God, I did.

He doesn't know for sure
that's what started it.

You got to keep the faith, Billy.

The truth comes out.

You believe me, don't you?

Yeah, I do.

Third-degree burns and
severe smoke inhalation.

Get her prepped for the burn unit.

On three... one, two, three.

Oh, heck of a first day, huh?

Yeah.

Hey, great call on the
second IV to the jugular.

Oh, yeah, it's a go-to
move on the west side.

- Lots of trauma over there?
- Yeah, it's nonstop.

It's just burning, shooting, looting.

Wild Wild West.

Yeah.

So lunch at Sticky Rice on me?

Ooh, I'd love to, but Thai food,

I'm having kind of an
acid reflux thing lately.

Oh, yeah, no problem.

Some other time then.

We can figure something else out, though.

Yeah, sure.

Hey.

What's up?

Did you notice anything
about Rice in that last fire?

What about him?

Where he was when Severide got trapped.

He was swapping out his SCBA.

So?

What?

He was running out

when everyone else was running in.

A couple of weeks ago, you accuse the guy

of throwing somebody out of a window.

Now you're calling him a ducker?

The pool hall fire at O'Bannon...

he was out looking for his Denver bar?

Come on, the guy's practically
welded to the thing.

When did you become Little Miss Gossip

anyway, Otis?

Okay, fine.

Saturday, which one of
you two is helping me

install the mirrored glass at Stilettos?

Um... day date.

I'm taking Barbara to brunch, what?

- Cruz?
- I can't, Lieutenant.

You guys get born again, or what?

I'll help.

So how's this work, Lieutenant?

You get paid in singles, or you get checks?

Very funny.

I bet you need a hand
getting those poles up, huh?

Yeah, well...

Nesbitt's building a whole chain of them.

And guess who's gonna be
buying their lake house

from doing all the work?

Eh, careful who you get
in bed with, Lieutenant.

What's that mean?

Seven years in the fire department,

guy suddenly quits.

Just saying.

If I only wanted to work with saints,

I'd be out of business pretty quick.

Your call.

Is it? Well... ha.

Thank you for letting me
make my own decisions, Otis,

'cause I was gonna run everything by you.

Hey, Antonio.

Hey, sis, you got a minute?

Yeah, everything okay?

You pulled a guy out
of a fire this morning,

Billy Carson.

Yeah, what about him?

Talk to him at all?

Uh... uh, yeah, a little.

He said he was out to buy a new video game,

and when he got back,
the place was on fire.

I found him on the stairs
passed out from the smoke.

His story, you buy it?

Yeah, why?

When they admitted the upstairs neighbor

into the burn unit at Chicago Med,

they found...

Before she got burned up,

somebody raped her and left her for dead.

Oh, my God.

Hey, Otis, right?

Yeah.

How long you been on elevators?

Seven years.

Lucky number seven, right?

That's right.

Welcome to 51.

Yeah, thanks.

Guys, check this out.

Hey, what do we got here?

Mystery.

Where from?

Doesn't say.

Well, who's it addressed to?

Just says 51.

Well, you gonna open it?

Well, as union rep,

it seems I should do the honors.

Sure.

Good Lord.

Blueberry crumble.

Whew.

Ahh.

- Sweet potato.
- Oh!

Mm.

Oh, my God.

- Apple crisp.
- Yeah!

Ahh.

What's it say?

It...

"To my 51 family.

We'll go toe-to-toe with Dinkel's

any day of the week.

Don't let Mouch Bogart
the blueberry crumble."

"Love, Mills."

Still can't believe he did it.

Is that your partner?

Yeah.

Actually, he worked Squad too.

And Truck.

And he's an unbelievable cook.

Mind-blowing.

Hey, Dawson.

There's a guy out here,

says that you pulled him
out of the Wabash fire.

Billy Carson?

I guess.

Hey, what's going on, Billy?

Victoria, I went to
visit her in Chicago Med.

Yeah?

When I got there, the cops
started questioning me.

They're taking my fingerprints,

swabbing the inside of my mouth,

like it's my fault or something.

Well, was it?

No, man, no.

I always turn the power strip off

when I'm not using it, I swear to God.

You still believe me, right?

You said you did.

Yeah, I do.

Okay, thank God, 'cause I was hoping

you could put in a word for me,

you know, if anybody asks.

Yeah, sure, why don't
you give me your number?

Truth comes out, right?

Yeah, it does.

Okay.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Rice, you got a minute?

Yeah, sure.

You worked at 114, right?

Yeah, for a minute.

The name Jack Nesbitt ever come up?

I remember Jack.

What does that mean?

He's a pistol.

Why? What's up?

I heard he got jammed up before he quit.

Missing checks or something.

Anything to that?

A couple guys got popped.

Some dough went missing.

My understanding is
Nesbitt wasn't one of them.

Huh.

Things got a little hairy, though.

Internal Affairs got involved.

Yeah?

From what I heard,

the accusation pissed Nesbitt off,

so he told 'em to go to hell.

Okay.

I appreciate it.

Yeah, no sweat.

Ambulance 61, man down, unknown causes.

1705 Martin Luther King Drive.

Music choice?

Oh, anything's fine,

except country.

Why don't you pick it?

Okay.

Help!

Egh! Help!

Help me, please!

Help!

Okay, no impalement.

We should be able to lift him straight up,

and his foot should come loose.

Help me, please!

Sir, I need you to be
as calm as you can, okay?

Okay, call it.

One, two, three.

I'm gonna set your head down.

Sir, I'm gonna need you to stay with me.

We're gonna get you to the hospital

as soon as we can.

Deep breaths.

Can you tell me what happened?

The gate was locked. I jumped the...

So you jumped the fence?

Yes.

I know, I know, it hurts real bad,

and then we're done.

Does anything else hurt?

Your head or your neck?

Okay, all right, just the leg.

Be right back.

Where are you going?

One sec.

Where are you going?

Ma'am, are you having trouble breathing?

El hombre.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, damn it.

Take a deep breath.

Chili, get in here now.

Wait, wait.

Don't leave me.

Damn, she's been stabbed.

We need to get her into the ambo now.

Ma'am, what happened?

That guy robbed her and stabbed her.

61 to main, we need a second
ambo and police backup now.

Copy that, 61.

There's an ambo on the way.

Here, hold on to me.

Ugh, bet he caught his leg
when he tried to jump the fence.

- Yup.
- Help.

Help me.

Hey!

Hey, wait!

What do we got?

Our patient says that this
guy robbed and stabbed her.

Let's click him up.

So...

Big thank you speech

or the best doughnuts in the city?

Ooh.

Good looking out back there.

Oh, Doughnut Vault.

Yes.

Did they have chocolate?

No, they were all out.

But they're chestnut-glazed.

Oh, no, those are the only ones that I'm...

Thank you, though. I'm good.

That's okay.

So where'd you learn how to speak Spanish?

Oh, I don't speak it actually.

Dawson and I watch telenovelas.

Shut up.

Seriously, guilty pleasure.

Wow, y'all weren't kidding
about the whole family vibe,

once you're on the inside, anyways.

Well, what about you? Do
you have family in town?

My sister Jelly Bean used to live here,

but she just took off to Kansas City

to live with our older sister.

What's her name, Lollipop?

No, it's Margaret.

Go figure.

So it's just me in Chicago.

Well, 51's great.

I mean, they'll come around.

I'll be here when they do.

Hey, can I borrow your eyes?

Sure, for what?

Antonio asked me to go
look at the Wabash fire,

see if there were any signs of arson.

You tell him that OFI's looking into it?

He just wants a gut-check.

And I told him I'd ask you to come with.

All right.

Hi.

Hey.

You hungry?

Uh...

I insist.

So what's the dirty little secret?

Come again?

Handsome fireman,

successful construction business,

not married.

There's got to be something wrong with you.

The job.

It plays hell on a relationship.

You too, huh?

So did she break your
heart, or you broke hers?

Just didn't work out.

Mine either.

So do you want to do it?

Sorry?

The construction gig.

You're so skittish.

Why are you so nervous around me?

I'm not.

- You are.
- I'm not.

Hmm.

So the people investing, you know them?

No, but I know Jack.

He's a good guy.

What's your relationship with him,

if you don't mind me asking?

You boyfriend and girlfriend?

No, it's nothing like that.

It's... it's purely contractual.

Meaning you work for him?

Essentially.

Right.

Let's just leave it at that.

Anyway, I think you should
really think about it.

Jack loves having you around.

So do I.

Yeah, yeah.

Thank you.

Herrmann thought it started here.

Billy swears he turned it off.

There's no way to know.

What?

Burnt rubber?

Yeah, that's what it smells like.

Looks like it was
dripping from the ceiling.

Let's go check out the second floor.

So... what?

It dripped through the hole
and spread the fire down below?

That's what it looks like.

Shredded tires.

That could be used as an accelerant, right?

Mm-hmm.

If you're looking to kill somebody,

toxic smoke will do the job fast.

Wasn't no accident, was it?

No, somebody torched the place.

Was it that doctor dude?

Excuse me?

Go ahead and tell him what you told us.

Seen this dude walk around
back to the parking lot.

Didn't really get a look at him or nothing,

but he was wearing them...
you know, what doctors wear.

Scrubs?

That's right.

Hey, so I heard you caught a rape case

where the victim got burned up.

Yeah, that's right, nurse from Chicago Med.

Raped, beaten.

And the perp torched
the joint on his way out.

Where'd you hear?

An alert from the National
Sex Offender Registry.

NCIC created a geofence

for rapes with an arson component

on the East Coast and the Midwest.

What do you know about this guy?

Very little.

Witness who can ID him said he saw somebody

behind the victim's house
two hours before the bonfire.

Let me ask you this.

Was he dressed as a doctor?

Yeah, that's right,

and he had his arm in a sling.

Son of a bitch, Hank.

What is it?

There's just too many similarities

to a case that I worked ten years back.

The victim, she still alive?

Barely.

I'm on the next plane to Chicago.

Hey, you ever get that mask checked out?

Your SCBA?

Oh, yeah, no.

I'm using a spare.

Mine's going to the repair shop.

It's gonna get the regulator checked out.

Hmm, cool, cool.

Got to keep an eye on those things.

Yeah.

At first, I thought Otis
was just talking smack,

but watching Rice sit
there after that call,

reading the paper instead
of troubleshooting his SCBA,

it bugged me.

So I did an 0800 checkout on it.

I'm telling you,

there was nothing wrong with his regulator.

So who's telling Severide?

You better be damn certain,

you go accusing a guy of ducking.

A rumor like that can
destroy a man's career.

Am I wrong, Mouch?

You're not wrong.

So we're just not gonna say anything?

No.

We're gonna keep an eye out.

He bear-hug you?

Who?

Billy Carson, big Billy Carson,

when you told him that CPD cleared him?

Oh, no, he doesn't know yet.

I went by his motel where he's staying,

but he'd already checked out.

I'll try calling him again.

Jessica Chilton?

Oh, yeah, that's me, Chili.

Beg your pardon?

She hates the name Jessica.

I hate it when people mistake my firehouse

for a post office.

Wow, your firehouse?

That's good...

Never mind.

I apologize, my bad.

What you got there, Chili?

I'm developing a new product
for the adult beverage market.

So in each box, there's gonna be

miniature bottles of champagne,

and whenever you press this button,

it activates a CO2 cartridge,

and it instantly chills it.

So I call it Chilleez.

It doesn't taste like chili, right?

No, it's champagne.

It's just chilled.

Chilled... Chilleez?

I love it!

Let me see those bad boys.

Okay.

You got a patent on this?

Not yet, but I'm working on it.

Idea.

What if you call it...

Bubbleez?

That's good.

Maybe we could sell it at Molly's.

Yeah, now you're talking.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I'm telling you,

you got something here, kid.

Ms. Dawson, hey, it's Billy Carson.

I just want you to know everything's fine.

It doesn't matter what
anybody says about me.

I know the truth,

even if it doesn't come out.

Thanks anyway.

He didn't know he's no longer a suspect?

I keep calling, but he's not answering.

The voicemail's not even set up.

I got a bad feeling, Chief.

How bad?

This reminds me of Darryl and Shay.

And I don't want to go through that again.

Okay, why don't you call Antonio,

see if you can ping Carson's phone.

- Will do.
- Okay.

Just stay back!

Stay back, or I'm gonna jump!

By the time we close the
road, get the jump bags out,

it's gonna be too late if he's serious.

Looks pretty serious to me, Chief.

If we don't grab him fast,

this is gonna be over before it starts.

Kelly, go in from the west side.

I'll go in from the east.

Get to it.

Billy, it's me, Gabriela Dawson.

Tell them to stay back!

Billy, take it easy, okay?

Get away from me.

Billy, no!

I'll jump.

I swear to God, I will!

Chief, he trusts me.

If I can get over there, I
think I can talk him down.

Okay, clip in.

- Be careful.
- I will.

- Hey, Billy?
- Yeah?

I'm coming over, okay? Just me.

Uh... don't... uh... Okay.

Cruz, I need more line.

The rope's caught on something

at your end of the rail.

Dawson.

Casey.

Don't... don't come any closer.

You had nothing to do
with that fire, Billy.

I know I turned it off, but am I positive?

No, I ca... can't say that.

It wasn't an electrical fire.

That's why I was trying to call you.

It's gonna be okay.

I promise.

I can't, I can't...

Billy.

- I can't!
- Billy, Billy!

I can't, I can't!

Billy, Billy, if you
don't grab the railing,

you're gonna take me down with you.

Grab the railing so we can step back over.

It's my fault.

I must have forgot to turn it off.

No, Billy...

She's gonna die!

I know she is!

Billy, look at me.

I pulled you out of the fire.

The least you can do is listen

to what I have to say.

Okay, okay.

Listen, Victoria was raped,

so whoever set that fire
was trying to kill her.

That wasn't me, I swear, I swear...

I know, I know.

So do the police.

They do?

Yeah.

So grab the railing.

Okay, okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Okay, we're good.

Gabby.

You had me worried there.

I'm fine.

Hell of a save, Dawson.

Thanks a lot, Chief.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Is that Jergens?

Maybe.

I love that stuff.

Why spend $50?

Oh, I tell people it's French.

Me too.

Yeah.

Yes.

Do we go to Casey about this?

No, no, no, don't go over Herrmann's head.

He said keep an eye on him.

We'll keep an eye on him.

If anything happens,

he'll make the right move, right?

Right.

Let's just see how this plays out.

I hear you two chickenheads

have been talking about something.

What is it?

- It's nothing.
- Private.

If it's private,

then why have I heard about it?

Why don't you tell me what's going on?

Okay, look, I know you
and Rice go way back,

so I wouldn't say anything

if I wasn't pretty positive, okay?

First time, I didn't think much about it.

Rice was laying back,
looking for his Denver bar.

Fine.

Second time, on Wabash,

it was his SCBA.

Now, afterwards, Cruz did an 0800 on it.

There was gonna wrong
with his mask, Lieutenant.

Nothing.

You got a set of balls on you, Otis.

I'm just telling you what I saw.

You've been spreading rumors about Rice

since the first day he
set foot in this house.

Lieutenant...

No, you're way the hell out of line.

Severide, look...

I hear it again,

you and me, we're gonna have a problem.

Excuse me.

- Hey.
- Hi.

That was great.

Um, thank you.

Yeah, I like the... leg thing you did.

I can teach you.

You don't want to see that.

No?

I promise you.

You really don't want to see that.

I'm looking for Jack.

Are you gonna take the gig?

We'll see what happens.

Yes.

Everything okay in here?

Hey, Casey, um...

One sec, all right?

Meet me at the bar, all right?

Yeah.

Hey, what's up?

Came to put my bid in
for that chain of clubs.

Okay, great.

Come here a sec.

I like you.

You do great work.

You and me,

we're gonna make some money together.

But you stay at the bar, all right?

That's not your area, back there.

I'm not sure I understand.

Okay, I'll say it again.

You do construction, great.

You flirt with the girls, great.

Want to take one of them home,

I don't give a damn.

But don't come looking for me back there.

Do me a favor, Jack.

Hmm?

Take your job and piss off.

Come on, Casey. Get over here.

Don't be like that.

Listen, I'm finishing the renovation.

You pay me,

and we're done.

Hi.

Oh, Sergeant Benson.

They're right in here.

Great, thank you.

Oh, would you like me to take your bag?

- Thank you.
- No problem.

- Olivia.
- Hank.

Hey. This is Chief Boden.

Oh, thank you for taking the time.

Of course.

So it's official; OFI ruled it an arson.

Okay, the victim?

She's still hanging on at Chicago Med.

They're gonna let us know if she can talk.

Do we know how she was subdued?

Had a skull fracture
to the back of the head.

All right, this is gonna sound odd,

but was she wearing green
nail polish on her fingers?

None that would be visible.

We know from the
finger-line on her forehead

she was covering her face during the blaze,

so her hands bore the brunt of it.

Okay.

It's gonna take additional testing.

Okay, so confirmed: the victim is a nurse,

5'5", brown hair, brown eyes,

and she was raped.

That's right.

Clear indication of blunt
force trauma to the head.

Might have knocked her
out before she was burned.

So the animal who did this...

you think he did it before?

Unfortunately...

I know he has.