Chicago Fire (2012–…): Season 3, Episode 23 - Spartacus - full transcript

I need you to look me in the eye

and tell me that your mask
malfunctioned on that call.

I swear to you, my mask was not working.

Rice was ducking, and no
one on Squad gives a crap!

[overlapping shouting]

You need to get your guys in line.

That's always a great move,

drawing lines between Truck and Squad.

Yeah, and you better keep Truck
on their side of the fence.

Your buddy Jack Nesbitt,
he's into some nasty business.

These guys traffic Eastern European women



against their will.

Tell me how I can help.

Behind the battery, a listening device.

Let me see your phone.

[phone beeps]

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

He's clean.

Unbelievable.

Let's get Matt a drink here.

I'm fine.

Okay.

We're opening five more clubs,

and our investors want to know



if you'll accept cash.

We're also willing to
allow an extra 5% in markups

if you do the work off-book.

I know this sounds a little shady,

but it's all about our
cash-on-hand right now.

If there's filed...

What happened? We lost you.

Your wire's in the toilet.

You're welcome to dig it out.

Something didn't feel right,

so I ducked into the
bathroom and flushed it.

Good thing. They frisked me.

Opened up the back. It works.

Damn it.

[sighs]

They're worried about ATF.

ATF?

I'll look into it.

They talked about cash for construction.

Didn't say a word to me
about anything illegal.

Casey, this is a process.

These guys are smart.

We regroup, hit them again.

Just got to have patience.

You did good.

I got a confession to make.

Yeah?

I can be a jerk.

That's about right, yeah.

Look, I know the rumors
that fly around CFD about me

and the ones that fly around here.

I'm no ducker, Kelly.

And man-to-man, I can do this job.

I shouldn't have said what
I said to you the other day

about our friendship.

I, uh... I was frustrated.

Look, I apologize.

I got your back, you know that.

Yeah, I know, yeah.

More than anyone.

[solemn music]

♪ ♪

What?

What, what?

You haven't said two
words to me all morning.

Now I'm not allowed to be
contemplative and asocial?

No, you're not.

You're supposed to be dense and loveable.

- Dense?
- In a loveable way.

I am not dense.

Fair enough.

But it's "antisocial," not "asocial."

The most I'd done up to that point was, uh,

under the sweater, over the bra, and, uh...

So, um...

So Severide and I, we,
uh... we hatch a plan.

What are you gonna do about Rice?

What's that mean?

No one's gunning for him here.

And if Otis thinks he's ducking...

He wasn't ducking.

You want to believe that, fine.

But 51 isn't 51 right now,
and it's because of him.

- That's a fact.
- Casey, drop it!

[alarm blares]

(woman over PA) Truck 81,

Squad 3,

Ambulance 61.

Gas leak, 6111 South Mayfield.

[sirens blaring]

[indistinct radio chatter]

There's a smell of gas coming from 6111.

An elderly woman by the name
of Edna Miller lives there,

but she's out of town for the week.

I can smell it from here.

Anyone else live here?

Just her and her dog.

There's no shutoff outside.

Must be in the basement.

Truck 81 to Main.

We need the gas company to
6111 South Mayfield ASAP.

(dispatcher) Message received, Truck 81.

Okay, guys, grab your masks
and a four gas monitor.

Go to the rear. Check levels.

- Take readings in front.
- Got it.

[dramatic music]

[drill whirring]

♪ ♪

[reader beeping]

We're over 100% of lower explosive limit.

Oxygen's under 19%.

- Should we vent?
- No, no, hold up.

The only reason why this
place hasn't exploded yet

is the gas is too rich to burn.

Oh, my God. Is Edna okay?

Ma'am, it's fine. It's just a gas leak.

Mailman said the lady's out of town.

No, she's in there. She
came home last night.

♪ ♪

Hey, uh, Squad 3 to Main, what's
the ETA on the gas company?

(dispatcher) Ten minutes out.

Hey, let's go get her.

Yeah?

Mask up, we're going in.

Here.

Hey, Casey, there's a woman inside.

We're going in.

Severide, do not enter.

We're getting high readings here.

This place will explode.

(Severide) Negative, we're going in.

LEL readings are high!
Wait for the gas company!

[dramatic music]

- Ready?
- Let's do this.

[wood cracking]

Tony, hit it.

Go!

♪ ♪

(Severide) We're in.

We need to get into the basement

and shut off the gas

before Squad blows this place to hell.

I got this.

(Casey) All right, Otis,
you got to move fast. Strike!

♪ ♪

You got to move, Severide!

(Capp) You're running out of time.

[sirens wailing]

Gas levels are high.

Squad's around back, and Severide's inside

- looking for a woman.
- Are you kidding me?

I got Otis inside looking for the meter

to shut off the gas.

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

Capp, what's the status?

We're in explosive range Chief.

Severide, Otis, get out!

Now!

Not good, not good.

This place is gonna go, Lieutenant.

Chief, we need to pull back!

(Otis) Found the gas meter. Gas is off.

Take the windows.

♪ ♪

[glass shattering]

♪ ♪

[explosion booms]

[grunts] Oh.

[all shouting indistinctly]

Ah.

Hey, you okay, bud?

Yeah.

Her lungs sound good.

- Okay.
- Well?

What was that?

Truck and Squad, right?

You just do what the hell you want now.

You could've killed us by venting in there,

you know that?

Otis shutting off the gas and us venting

is the only reason this
whole house didn't explode.

Otis is the elevator guy!

What the hell was he
doing in the house at all?

Stop!

Pack up the gear.

Get back to quarters right now.

[indistinct chatter]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

Otis.

What are you doing?

Just sitting with my brothers, Lieutenant.

I thought this was Firehouse 51,

not the kingdom of Squad 3.

♪ ♪

We need gas. Let's load back up.

♪ ♪

[doors thudding]

[engine turns over]

[engine revving]

(Otis) Cruz.

Pull up a chair, man.

Yeah, sure.

Jessica.

Package for you.

You know, you can call me "Chili."

[chuckles] No.

Oh, my God.

It's here.

Okay. Let's see that baby.

Okay, I can't.

All right.

- Hey, easy!
- Okay, I got it.

I got it. I got it.

Careful.

Look at that.

You want to give it a whirl?

Oh, my gosh.

Okay. [exhales]

[air hisses]

Whoa.

[laughs] That's so cool.

[cork pops]

To Chilleez.

And?

It works!

It really works! It really works!

That's real champagne.

I know!

And it's cold.

That's kind of the point, Mouch!

[both laugh]

Oh, this is gonna be huge.

And I've been thinking about this a lot.

And there's just one piece of the puzzle

that's gonna put this over the edge.

Celebrity spokesperson.

I've seen it all since I've been here.

Haven't always dealt with it

with the grace and the
class that I would like,

but I tried.

We have all this animosity.

You can't have animosity in a house.

It's a killer.

But what do I tell 'em?

Get in their faces,

tell them stop acting like
a bunch of damn babies?

Or do I give yet another speech

about togetherness and family?

I don't know, Donna.

Beginning to wonder if I
can still lead this house.

They stopped listening.

Wallace.

Hey.

Why are you using words when you have you?

[knock at door]

Sorry to bother you,
Chief, but Lieutenant Casey

has something he needs
to talk to you about.

Says it's important.

Hey, Chief.

What's going on?

The construction job that Casey's on,

we're investigating the club

for human trafficking, money laundering.

We've tried to squeeze some UCs in there,

but no dice.

They want me wired up so we
can get these guys on tape.

You were putting one of my men undercover?

He's been a valuable asset.

Believe me, we got his back.

Chief, the girl I know who works there,

she's scared of something.

And Jack Nesbitt gives all
firefighters a bad name.

If I can help, I want to help.

I want to take next shift off.

I can make a difference here.

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

Okay.

Do what you got to do.

♪ ♪

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

Hey, man, you know, I
just want you to know,

whatever happens out there
or in here or whatever...

Am I really just the elevator guy?

Of course not.

Does everybody think that
or just the Squad a-holes?

Otis, man, don't.

God, I can't stand those guys.

Hey, Otis, wait up!

- Hey.
- Yeah?

We need a good elevator man.

How long is Truck gonna keep this up?

I don't have time for this right now.

Yeah, make time.

I don't mind catching flack,

and I don't mind confrontation.

What I do mind is a bunch of guys

making false accusations

and trying to railroad
one of my men out of here.

One of your old friends, you mean.

That has nothing to do with this.

That has everything to do with this!

You're blind because of your
friendship with this guy.

Okay.

You're looking the other
way and letting him skate.

I'm not blind, Casey.

I'm just not gonna go
pissing on a firefighter

who's proven himself.

Did you even check his story?

No, I didn't check his
story. I take him at his word.

There it is, right there.

Gospel according to Severide.

You know what? Honestly, go screw yourself.

I'm sick of it.

Maybe you ought to listen to the guy

who took you in when
you were on your arse.

Yeah, I liked that guy a whole lot better

when he wasn't a sanctimonious prick.

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

Hey, hey.

Come on, forget him.

Squad doesn't own this house,

and I would listen to Otis
over Rice all day long.

Yeah. What's wrong?

Ugh, nothing. I just... I feel terrible.

It's just the weather.
It's been up and down.

It's got my system all messed up.

Okay, well, I'm off next shift.

So if you got to call in
sick, let Boden know ASAP.

Police business?

Yeah.

You being careful?

Oh, yeah. You know me.

Yeah, that's the problem, I do know you.

Anything?

Don't you think I would
tell you if I saw something?

I saw something.

Scottie Pippen.

[elevator clangs]

[buzzer sounds]

Oh. Ha.

[siren blares]

Hi, I'm a paramedic

for the Chicago Fire Department.

Is anybody hurt down there?

Wow, that was fast. No, I'm fine.

Okay, great.

Well, we're working on
the problem out here.

Thanks.

Mr. Pippen, I got to tell you,

I've been a huge fan of yours for years.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

I've seen nearly every
goal you've ever scored.

Goal?

So tell me, Mr. Pippen,

how do you feel about
perfectly chilled champagne?

What the hell is going on here?

[elevator dings]

[sighs]

He's in.

Ahh!

[both laugh]

[laughing, coughing]

Hello?

[tense music]

♪ ♪

I got to tell you the truth here, Jack.

I'm feeling more and more like I'm walking

into some dark alleys.

Something's going on. I
don't want any part of it.

What do you think is going on?

I don't know. That's why I'm asking.

[door clicks]

- Matt...
- Give us a minute, please.

♪ ♪

[chuckles] Hey, relax, man.

Please, come on.

This is SOP in the nightclub business,

especially in Chicago.

Shakedowns, scrutiny,
it's all a part of it.

I used to get worked up about
it, just like you, but now...

Your backers seem a little more concerned.

Ah, these Eastern European guys

think everyone's a boogeyman.

Let me ask you something, Matt.

You been approached?

- By who?
- You tell me.

ATF, CPD.

No.

You sure?

I need to know that

you're not running your
mouth outside these walls.

Jack...

You know what I'm running?

A construction crew.

Okay.

Well, listen, we have one
more meeting with my partners.

Can you come back up here
tomorrow, say, 5:00 p.m.?

Yeah, sure.

Great. I'll see you then.

All right.

I'll walk out with you.

Actually...

I'd like to speak with you, Katya.

I'll see you, Matt.

5:00.

5:00.

[knock on door]

Hey, bud, you seen Jerry?

Jerry!

Kelly, how you been?

- I'm good.
- How's your old man?

He's, uh... eh, you
know him. He's the same.

I could tell you some stories.

Yeah, I've heard them all.

Listen, one of my guys brought
in a regulator a few shifts ago.

I was just wondering how it looked.

51, right?

Yeah.

There's nothing come through here from 51.

Maybe a K-12 saw.

That was seven, eight months ago.

No, I'm talking about a regulator.

No, I understand.

Didn't come through here.

You sure?

Birthdays, anniversaries, those I forget.

Equipment serviced here, never.

No one from 51 dropped
off a regulator, Kelly.

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

Shut the door.

I went to Air Mask and spoke to Jerry.

You never took your regulator in.

- Sure I did.
- No. You didn't.

And you lied to my face.

[sighs]

- No...
- Don't. Don't.

You're off Squad 3.

Effective immediately.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

That's it? You don't want to hear my side?

You have a side?

♪ ♪

Look. Since Angie died, it's, uh...

I'm all Logan's got, Kelly.

And after the Chicago Med incident,

well, I started to think about him,

and what if he lost both of us?

Hmm?

♪ ♪

He'd be an orphan.

With no one to raise him?

Scott, there's a lot of men
with families in the CFD.

But everyone, when they
report for this job,

puts it all out there.

Everyone.

You weren't ready, Scott.

You just weren't.

That's it?

Pink slip and see you later?

♪ ♪

[grunts]

♪ ♪

Okay.

Everybody, listen up.

Scott Rice has just been
dismissed from Firehouse 51.

And I'm not going to kick
a man while he is down,

so leave it to say his family situation

got in the way of his work here.

So, Cruz, will you stand
up here for me, please?

It has recently been reported to me

that Joe Cruz completed his
Squad Certification last week.

What?

And since we now have an opening,

it is my honor to welcome
Joe Cruz to Squad 3.

Joe...

Make us proud.

Thank you, Chief.

I will.

I promise.

What the hell are you doing, man?

Brian, you are now the driver of Truck 81.

Uh, since Casey's gone, who's
gonna be acting Lieutenant?

I am.

Anybody got an issue with that?

- Good.
- [alarm blares]

(woman over PA) Truck 81, Squad 3,
Ambulance 61, Truck 64, Truck 70,

- Here we go.
- Ambulance 96, warehouse fire.

1400 North Cortland Street.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

What, you couldn't have said something?

After all this, you're joining them.

Otis, you driving or what?

Yeah. Let's go.

♪ ♪

[sirens blaring]

[engines turn over]

♪ ♪

Hey, Cruz. Do your job.

♪ ♪

[sirens blaring]

♪ ♪

Chief Weiss, where are we?

Wallace, I had companies in there

doing search and rescue on civilians,

but we lost control of the fire.

- You evacuate?
- I ordered it.

Two from Truck 65 haven't made it out.

Two civilians unaccounted for too, Chief.

Right. Severide, breach the north door.

See if you can reach the two from Truck 65.

You got two minutes, tops.

All right. Let's grab a line and head in.

- Cruz, stay on Tony's hip.
- Copy.

Truck 81, with me, recon the perimeter.

Let's find another way in.

[all speaking indistinctly]

♪ ♪

[man yells]

[sirens wailing]

(man) Help!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

(man) Help!

Hang tight. We're coming in.

This opening's too small.

I'll go.

[flames roaring]

Hey!

- Where are the civilians?
- Further in!

- Cruz!
- Yeah! Got him!

Guys, get them out of
here. Get them on air.

(Cruz) Copy that!

[flames roaring]

♪ ♪

Get on the floor!

All right.

Two pulls when you're ready. Got it?

Copy that.

♪ ♪

She's in. Let's get this window off.

[buzzing and grinding]

(man) Squad coming out
with the two firefighters.

We need a medic!

♪ ♪

Got it.

Two tugs, let's get her out.

♪ ♪

Okay.

[gasping and grunting]

(Boden) Dawson, where are you?

(Dawson) Chief, the room's lighting up.

I can't get back to the window.

Heading to the front.

[flames roaring]

To the front. Now!

Cruz, where's Severide.

- He went for the civilians.
- It's too late, Chief.

[flames roaring]

[alarm blaring]

[gasping]

Chief.

Chief, I'm out of air.

Chief.

My tank is empty.

Everybody stop. Stop.

No matter what happens,
no one from House 51

may go into that building.

This is not a democracy.

I am in charge!

Do you understand?

We hear you.

Good.

Chief!

♪ ♪

[flames roaring]

[grunting and gasping]

[yells indistinctly]

Hey, what the hell are you doing?

[gasping]

This guy is unconscious.

[gasps]

- This guy is unconscious.
- Here!

[flames roaring]

[wheezing]

He's not unconscious, Dawson. He's dead.

No. No. He was breathing.

He's gone, Dawson.

Come on. You tried your best. Let's go.

[flames roaring]

Get up! Come on.

♪ ♪

Stay low!

[cracking]

Hey! In here!

♪ ♪

[gasping]

[coughing]

Dawson!

[flames roaring]

[alarm blaring]

- [coughing]
- You're out of air.

- What do you think?
- They won't deliver

enough water to get us out of here.

Yeah, but we can get
some air from it, right?

Yeah.

That's it. I'm calling it.

Wheatley, get ready to hit
the building from the river.

Tower ladders on my signal.

That'll cook anyone in there.

There's no way they have any air left,

and that hose line isn't
big enough to get them out.

I'm cutting off the water and
sending it to the tower ladder.

Chief, they could be alive

and breathing off that
hose for all we know.

I'm not looking for opinions, son.

Well then, you take my badge, Chief.

You take my uniform, you take
my pension, whatever you want.

But you are not shutting down that line!

(man) All right, let's go, men!

Chief, give them two more minutes, please.

Can't do it.

Then you're gonna have to go through me.

Cut the water going inside.

All engine companies, hit the building.

No! No! You can't do that!

- You'll roast them!
- All right, all right.

- You'll roast them!
- Come on!

No!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Hey.

Hey! Hey!

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[coughing]

Ah! They think we're cooked.

[flames roaring]

I'm sorry.

[coughs]

♪ ♪

[alarm blaring]

[flames roaring]

Severide! Dawson!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[men shouting indistinctly]

♪ ♪

[loud crashing]

[flames roaring]

[stirring music]

♪ ♪

Chief! You okay?

[gasping] I'm fine.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- Chief.
- [speaks indistinctly]

♪ ♪

Thank you.

♪ ♪

[exhales sharply]

♪ ♪

Chief Tiberg.

It's been brought to my attention, Wallace,

that one of your firefighters threatened

Battalion Chief, Dan Weiss,
with violence at the blaze today.

I need a name, Chief. Now

[sighs]

I did it.

No. Otis.

Yep. It was me.

No. It was me.

Well, who was it?

It was me.

I did it, Chief.

I did it.

It was me.

I did it.

(Chili) I did it.

What is this?

You don't think I can find out who it was?

Yeah, I do.

But I got to ask.

Why the hell would you want to?

Firehouse 51.

[gentle piano music]

♪ ♪

[all speaking at once]

♪ ♪

Come here. Come here.

Oh, my God.

A call like that, all that intensity.

I've seen it a million times.

Someone's totally hooking up tonight.

What? No.

Volcanoes need to let off steam,

and this place has been
a volcano for weeks.

Trust me.

Hey. Okay, as much as it pains me,

Everybody gets one free
drink at Molly's today.

[all cheering]

(man) Oh, Daddy! Oh, Daddy!

Oh, Daddy! Oh, Daddy!

You know Doug Purcell in the 28th?

Uh-huh.

Well, he's got a time share in the Bahamas

and if he doesn't use it, he loses it...

Oh, whoa. What's that
about the Bahamas now?

Hey, a buddy of mine's
got a time share in Nassau.

Has got to use it for a week
in June or he loses the deposit.

How many slots you got open?

Are you interested?

I'm interested.

Here we go.

Thanks.

Hey, you... you weren't
worried, were you, Dawson?

Oh, no.

With a big, strong Squad
guy there to save me?

- Of course not.
- Okay.

You, um...

You heard from Casey?

I tried his cell, but
he hasn't called me back.

Well, did you tell him
to get his ass down here?

Yeah. Those were my exact words actually.

This is gonna be weird.

You really gonna sit at the Squad table?

He worked hard. Nights. Weekends.

And he was willing to
give it all up today...

(Boden) For his brothers.

[upbeat rock music]

♪ ♪

Hey, what you did today...

Spartacus would've been proud.

Why didn't you tell me, man?

I didn't know how to.

After Sylvie and me broke up, I just...

had to challenge myself.

Okay.

Hey.

You're my best friend, Brian.

You mean more to me than...

well, my own family.

I didn't want to do anything to blow that.

Besides, I didn't think I
was gonna make Squad anyway.

Then I'll tell you what I would've told you

if you would've told me sooner.

Of course you belong on Squad, man.

Congratulations, seriously.

And now I get to drive the truck.

[laughs]

Whoa, whoa, hey! Hold it down!

Hold! Hold it down!

Please shut up!

Hey!

(woman on TV) Chilling system

is the go-anywhere answer
for champagne lovers

around the world.

There's a new pop star in
town from Chateau St. Laurent,

the premiere champagne house in the world.

They beat us to the market.

That's my dad's idea.

Oh, my God. This has to be a joke.

Hey.

Hey, kid.

Listen.

He was working on that for years.

I've put everything that I have into this.

And we're gonna work just
as hard on the next one.

I see something in you.

You got passion.

You got grit.

You got desire.

We just need to find an idea
that nobody's gonna copy.

And I know we're gonna find one.

And when we do, you're gonna
knock it out of the park.

Okay?

Ah.

You're a good kid.

Otis, can you get rid of these pickles?

Sure. What's up?

Smell's making me want to vomit.

Hey, uh, I got to run out for a minute.

You okay?

- You have a lot of energy.
- Yeah.

I've been a volcano.

Please, please, please,
please, please, please.

[phone alarm beeps]

Matt?

Matt?

[water running]

[foreboding music]

Matt?

♪ ♪

Matt, are you home?

♪ ♪

[ominous music]

♪ ♪