Chicago Fire (2012–…): Season 4, Episode 1 - Let It Burn - full transcript
Casey finds himself in dangerous territory at the center of an undercover operation to bring down a trafficking ring out of Nesbitt's strip club.
- We agreed that what happened
wasn't gonna
Change anything between us,
that we were still just friends.
- Great night, though.
- Yeah. Really was.
- 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:
Listening device.
- Let me see your phone.
- Matt?
[heavy breathing]
[dial tone]
[dialing]
[on phone]
- hey, sis.
- Antonio!
Antonio.
I think casey's in trouble.
- Whoa, whoa, slow down.
What's happening?
- Um, I'm at his place.
And, uh, one--one of the--one of
the girls from the club,
She's here.
She's been shot.
She's dead, and I don't know
where casey is.
- Okay, we got a pinging order
on his phone.
Hang tight.
- Okay.
- Okay, where is it?
She's always writing
in a notebook.
Where does she keep it?
- He doesn't know.
- I do know.
I just need a second.
- Now.
[sirens wailing]
[intense music]
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- Casey, just give him
what he wants.
[gunshots]
- Shots fired!
- Come on, move!
- [grunting]
- Clear the rest
of the building!
- [grunts]
- Casey!
Casey, take it easy!
Take it easy!
Easy!
Take it easy!
- [heavy breathing]
- Is there anyone else here?
- No.
No, just these two.
They killed katya.
- We know.
What did they want?
- A notebook.
She gathered information
on the whole operation.
- All right, where is it?
- Here at the club somewhere.
I guess she hid it.
I don't know.
- [coughs]
- All right,
we got it from here.
- Okay.
[panting]
[groans]
- Ma'am, what are you
doing here?
- Uh, I'm sorry,
I'm--I'm--I'm--matt?
- Hey.
- Matt!
- I'm okay.
I'm okay.
- Okay?
- Okay.
- Okay, let's get
the lieutenant outside.
[dramatic music]
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- I've been trying to find
a way to stop them.
They talk in front of me.
I have everything written down.
- Where is it?
Where is it!
- We're not
telling you anything.
- Katya!
[dramatic music]
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- Hey, you know,
chief would understand
If you decide
to sit this shift out.
I think everyone would.
- New candidate starts today.
I gotta be there.
Anyway, I'm good.
- Heard you pacing around
last night.
- This thing isn't over till
they find katya's notebook.
I'll relax then.
- All right.
Hey, anything you need,
let me know.
Hey, chief.
- Come on in, kelly.
- Chief riddle.
How are you?
- Very well, lieutenant.
Thank you.
- Dallas paterson.
- Yeah, I think we met
at boden's wedding.
- Yeah.
- Good to see you.
So what's going on?
- Chief riddle's got some news.
- The high rate of turnover
here at squad 3
Has raised a red flag
at headquarters.
In just three years,
you've gone through
Vargas, mills, clarke,
hadley, newhouse,
Mills again,
and most recently,
Your friend, for whom you
vouched, scott rice.
- Each one of those men
had a different situation.
Family issues, injuries--
- but they had
One thing in common, lieutenant:
Your leadership.
- You're really gonna hold me
accountable for all those men?
- Severide, a decision
has been made.
We're stripping you
of your rank.
- What?
- I'm really sorry, kelly.
I disagree with this,
but...
It is happening.
- Captain patterson
will be taking over
Command of squad 3.
Effective immediately.
- But I'd like you
to remain with the company.
Your reputation as a firefighter
is not in question.
- No, just my ability to lead.
- It's a lot to take
on board, kelly.
Why don't you
give us a minute?
[sad music]
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- How's casey doing?
We're worried about him.
- He's--you know,
he's dealing with--I don't know.
We haven't talked.
- Do we bring it up
if he doesn't?
- Mm.
Maybe best to just ignore
the subject altogether.
- Better make up your mind.
Here he comes.
- Guys.
Relax.
- We're just glad that you're
all in one piece, that's all.
- Let's just get
one thing straight
Right off the bat:
I'm fine.
It was a rough couple days,
but I'm here
Just like the rest of you,
to work.
Understood?
- Yeah.
- Copy.
- Got it.
- Yeah.
- Where the hell
is our new candidate?
- Mm-mm.
- Candidate's late
on his first day?
- Now that takes gumption.
The important thing is,
Dawson isn't candidate anymore.
Congratulations, firefighter.
- Way to go, gabby.
- Ah, no leash
on the pit bull anymore.
Bring on the fires.
- Yeah, bring 'em on.
You okay?
You haven't said a word
since this all--
- Gabby, I'm fine.
Really.
- Okay.
Okay.
- Hey.
Did you guys hear
about severide?
[unsettling music]
- Yeah, and I'm tony.
- Good to meet you, tony.
Captain dallas patterson.
- Welcome.
- Hey.
I just heard.
You okay?
- Yeah, never better.
[door slam]
- I don't know what to say.
- There's nothing to say.
It's nuts.
[screeching tires]
- Whoo!
[laughs]
- What the hell's going on?
- Got a special delivery
for you.
Fresh from the cfd stork.
Come on, buddy.
[grunts]
[laughs]
- [grunts through tape]
- [laughs]
- [grunting]
- hoo!
[laughs]
- [grunting]
- Good luck with
the new candidate, fellas.
- [struggling]
[horn honks]
- And the moron of the year
award goes to...
- Ah!
Oh, man.
[gasps]
What a show, huh?
It's not my idea.
Danny, he's a, uh--he's
a real piece of work.
- Chief...
- [grunts]
- Meet our new candidate,
jimmy borrelli.
- Oh, chief.
I was just tellin' them
that, you know...
- You been drinkin'?
- No, sir, on my honor,
I haven't touched a drop.
- Hmm.
- Danny was pouring
Beer on me in the back.
I-I told him, though, not to.
- [chuckles]
Go home, borrelli.
And don't come back to 51.
- Sir...
- I gotcha.
I'm chili.
[alarm blares]
- Ambulance 61,
female in distress,
Racine el station.
- Bummer.
[clears throat]
- Armed robbery on the el.
Poor kid got the crossfire.
[car horns]
[indistinct chatter]
- What's your name, hon?
- Alicia.
- See an entry wound,
right upper chest.
I don't see an exit.
- This is gonna
help you breathe.
- The baby!
It's a boy.
He's gonna be okay, right?
- We'll make sure.
- Hang in there, alicia.
We're almost there.
Just keep looking at me, okay?
Alicia, you hear me?
- Yeah.
I'm having a baby.
A boy.
Ah, the baby
has to come out now!
[crying]
- brett, call med.
Her contractions
are coming in fast.
This baby's on its way.
- Chicago med,
this is 61.
Our pregnant woman with a gsw
is about to deliver.
We're six minutes out--
- [screams]
How do I keep him inside?
He's pressing on me!
- Brett, she's crowning.
I can see him.
- [heavy breathing]
[wails]
- We're too far out from med.
Let's deliver here.
- Okay.
Call it in.
- 61 to main,
we're delivering on scene.
Request additional ambulance
at loomis and congress.
- We're gonna take
good care of you, alicia.
We promise.
- [screams]
- come on, alicia,
Just one more push.
He's almost here.
- [wailing]
- Come on, alicia.
We can do this.
Just one more nice,
strong push, okay?
- Okay.
[screaming]
- I got him.
- Wait, why isn't he
making any noise?
- Come on, breathe.
Breathe...
Breathe for us...
[intense music]
[sirens]
- I got a pulse.
It's bradycardic
but it's there.
- What we got?
- Neonate, mother's
a gsw in shock.
- We got it.
We'll take it from here.
[machine beeps]
- She's coding!
[grunts]
It's not working!
- Okay, you drive,
I'll get an airway going.
- Okay.
[intense music]
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[sirens wailing]
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- Come on, alicia.
- We're three minutes out.
- Come on, don't give up.
Don't give up!
Come back, alicia.
Don't stop fighting.
Come on.
- We're almost there.
- No, come on!
- Chili, what's happening?
- Come on.
Damn it!
- The only reason why riddle
was up in everybody's business
All of a sudden
is because he thinks
He's got a shot
at making fire commissioner.
Everybody knows that.
- I don't like it either,
but he is not wrong
About the turnover rate
of squad 3.
- So you agree,
I'm the problem.
- That is not what I said.
- Is that why you brought in
your poker buddy
To take over my job?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Careful.
I chose him because I knew
he wouldn't hurt the team.
In the meantime,
I am gonna bat for you
As best I can.
I have convinced riddle
to reassess your rank
Further down the road,
Provided you complete
some management training.
- [chuckles]
"leadership hub of chicago
presents:
Getting troubled managers
back on track."
This is a joke,
right, chief?
This is how you
go to bat for me?
- You have to register
for that today.
- You know, chief,
I'll take the damn course,
I'll take it and I'll get
my bugle back,
But I don't know that I can stay
here and work under patterson.
Whoa.
You guys all right?
- Uh, just a--
just a bad run.
- Young mom got shot
by a stray bullet,
But she didn't make it.
We delivered her baby,
But we have no idea
if he's gonna make it either.
Little guy had
cute little tiny fingers,
Like he was supposed
to play piano or something.
Stuff happens, so,
what can you do, right?
I mean, we made
the right call, didn't we?
- [sighs] we never would have
made it to med in time.
It was the right call.
Okay.
- You did good.
- [sighs]
You got bad news.
- [sighs]
first up, how are you doing?
- Fine.
Find katya's notebook yet?
- Can't even look for it.
Fbi's been working
the same case for months.
We had no idea.
- Look, I don't really care
who gets the arrest.
I just want to make sure
that guys like nesbitt
And his buddies
are brought to justice.
- That's the thing.
Nesbitt was in the lockup
less than 15 minutes
Before some special agent from
the fbi chicago field office
Escorted him out the door.
Apparently, he's been working
as a confidential informant
For the feds.
- You mean,
nesbitt is out on bail?
- Nesbitt walked.
He's a free man.
And there's not a thing
we can do about it.
- It's a raw deal, severide.
No two ways about it.
- You gotta fight this thing.
- Fight what?
It's done.
All I can do now is try
to work my way back up.
- Looking for squad 3.
- Who ordered lou malnati's?
- There it is.
And...
- Thanks, man.
- Ahh.
Oh, smells great.
Dig in, guys.
Mm.
Now that's good.
- If there is anything better
than chicago deep dish,
I don't know what it is.
- That's 'cause you
haven't had my barbecue.
Tell you what,
tomorrow night
I'll have you guys out
to my boat, kill two birds.
We get to know each other
a little better,
You get to eat the best
barbecue in the city.
- Hmm.
- You didn't finish your slice.
- You can eat it.
I gotta go register
for that seminar.
Be back in 30.
- [sighs]
- You're working
with the police?
Matt, this is good.
I didn't know who to trust.
- [sighs]
- Hey, matt,
you got a minute?
- What is it?
- What's wrong?
- Sorry.
[clears throat]
Your brother was just here.
[sighs]
that piece of garbage nesbitt
Was informing for the feds.
He's gotta be
playing both sides.
He feeds the feds information
in exchange for amnesty,
But keeps profiting off of
the trafficking ring.
I mean, why would he out me
to the bulgarians
Unless he wanted
to get rid of me?
- So the fbi's involved?
- Yeah.
No word yet on whether or not
they found katya's notebook.
She died trying
to bring down that ring.
And it's all for nothing
as long as the feds are
Putting their trust in nesbitt.
- Sorry, what--what did
you--what did you wanna say?
- It's no big deal.
- You sure?
You called me matt,
not lieutenant.
- I was just worried about you.
I wanted to make sure
you were okay.
- I'm fine, I just...
Can't stand around here
doing nothing.
Tell the guys
we're going for a ride.
- Hey, um...
I'm here to register for
the--the--
- Have a seat and go ahead
and fill that out.
Both sides.
[sighs]
Uh, hey, could I--you got
a pen I could borrow?
Thank you.
- What are you in for?
- It's just a mandatory thing.
I work for the city.
- Yeah, I would hope so.
- What about you?
- I threw an 1,100-page
brief at an office window.
It didn't even break
the glass.
Jamie killian.
- Kelly severide.
- Okay, welcome to
"getting troubled managers
back on track."
First class is tomorrow.
Through this intensive
six-week course,
We're going to iron out
those leadership wrinkles
And help get you
back on track.
First, a little bad news.
Looks like we're short on
workbooks, so,
Why don't we all take a minute
to find a buddy.
- I got ya, buddy.
- Sit tight.
I'll make this as quick
as I can.
[indistinct radio chatter]
- Good luck.
- Hey, whoa,
this is a crime scene.
How'd you get in here?
- I have a key.
I'm here to pick up some tools
I left in the new room.
- Conway?
The fireman's here.
- What's that son of a bitch
doing here?
- Matt, give me a chance
to explain.
I tried to save katya, matt.
She was my friend too.
I'm sick about what happened.
- Back up, lieutenant.
Back up.
- He outed me
and nearly got me killed.
- Truck 81,
squad 3?
Engine 51,
battalion 25.
- Send my tools to firehouse 51.
- Structure fire,
2604 west 24th street.
- Uh-oh.
What happened?
- They can tear the place apart
looking for that notebook,
But I bet you anything
nesbitt's already got it.
Let's roll.
[siren wailing]
[intense music]
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- Hey, this is no stove fire.
- Ah, it's your favorite kind
of fire, dawson.
A big one.
- Oh, what the hell?
[horn blares]
[indistinct shouting]
[horn blaring]
- Hey, hey, move these cars.
We've got a house on fire.
- Let it burn!
[crowd shouting]
- We need these cars moved now.
- We will not move.
- Who owns these cars?
Which one of these is yours?
- I'm not telling you.
- We don't need you, go back!
Let it burn.
[sirens wailing]
- 81, what the hell is this?
- Yeah, I'm getting to
the bottom of it now.
What's the problem here?
- It's a drug den.
We want it gone.
The city won't do
anything about it,
So just let it burn.
All: Yeah!
- Open up this street.
- Fire's at
an alleged crack den.
Residents want it to burn down.
- Truck 81, squad 3,
open up this street
By any means necessary.
- Copy that, chief.
- I need engine and truck
outside that house, right now.
Hey, hey, hey!
It is against the law
to interfere
With an emergency response.
- We don't need you here.
- We won't move.
- We don't need you today.
- Not moving anything,
not today!
- Herrmann, mouch,
grab irons and follow boden.
- You want us to try and bounce
one of the cars out of the way?
- No, grab a chain.
Let's tow 'em out.
- On it.
- Hey, one of these cars
belong to you?
- Never seen any of 'em before.
- Enough of this.
We're gonna plow
right through them.
- Whoa-oa, hold on, patterson.
You'll wreck my squad.
- Whose squad?
[engine roars]
- Hey, that's good, casey.
That's good.
Easy there, big guy.
- No, wait--
Don't--no!
- Road's open, 51.
[dramatic music]
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[indistinct shouting]
- Fire department,
call out!
Red x building,
no one goes inside.
- Fight this one from outside.
Mouch, herrmann, get
the aerial in place.
- Casey!
There's someone inside!
Second floor, front,
left window.
There was movement,. I saw it.
- How sure are you, mouch?
- 80%.
- Okay, get in there.
Don't take long.
- Otis, dawson, evacuate next
door before the wind shifts.
Herrmann, with me.
- Severide, cruz, go with them.
[radio crackles]
- Dawson, let's go.
[house creaking]
Fire department.
- There's a--there's
an old guy in there.
Hey!
Open up!
You need to evacuate!
- Man, this whole
neighborhood's crazy.
Okay, want the honors?
- [grunts]
- Hey, fire department.
- Hello, fire department.
Your house could go up
at any minute.
We need you to come with us.
- I'm not going anywhere!
- All right, I'll go up
and get him.
You see if there's
anybody else down here.
- Yep.
- He--hey, come on now.
Listen, you're very close
to an out-of-control fire.
I mean, the radiant heat alone
could ignite your house.
- You've got no right
to come into my home.
[creaking]
- Okay, what's your name?
- Carl.
- Hi, carl. I'm gabby.
Smoke's no good in here
for you, yeah?
Let's go outside,
get some fresh air.
- I don't need your help.
- Get an iv going.
I'll try to get an airway.
- Uh, I'm never
gonna find a vein.
I'll have to drill.
- Don't bother.
It's no good.
- You happy now?
Is that what you wanted?
- Herrmann.
- He was a human being.
You people make me sick.
- What's the holdup?
- I'm working on it.
Come on, carl.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you feel like
Nobody's looking out
for your neighborhood,
But we're here now.
[loud crash]
[creaking]
- Everybody careful.
The roof is going.
- Dawson.
- Dawson?
Otis?
Reports.
[heavy breathing, coughing]
- Gabby.
- I'm okay.
Everyone's okay.
- Come on.
We got you.
- Here it is.
Watch the step.
- [coughs]
- I got him.
- [gasps]
- How you feeling?
Is anything hurt?
- No.
You saved my life.
- You wouldn't have
needed our help
If your neighbors hadn't
blocked the street.
- Yeah, what the hell
were they thinking?
- They just wanted to be rid of
that blight on our neighborhood.
They meant well.
[somber music]
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[reflective music]
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- Close one.
- Yeah.
- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Something's going on.
- Really, I'm okay.
- Casey talk to you at all
Since this whole thing
went down?
- Uh, no.
Nothing really.
He's handling it
in his typical way.
- By not handling it.
- Yeah, I suppose.
- Yeah.
Well, he'll come around
when he's ready.
Just be there for him when
he comes out the other side.
- Of course.
- Put in for a new one.
That one's toast, literally.
- Hell of a call.
Nice work, gentlemen.
- Thanks, captain.
- See you at the boat tonight?
- Nah, I appreciate the invite,
But I got a bunch of class work
for tomorrow, so...
- Well, it's a mandatory event.
See you all there.
- Hey, man, look,
I'll get a good case of ipa.
We'll drink ourselves
overboard, huh?
- Yeah.
Sounds like a plan.
- Yeah.
- What is this?
- Yo, chief boden.
Danny borrelli.
Jimmy's big brother.
I'm over at engine 67.
Listen, uh, jimmy told me about
the whole misunderstanding
Earlier--
- misunderstanding?
- Yeah, we were just hazing him.
We didn't think
it'd be a big deal--
- Look, chief, the long
and short of it is,
Is that I blew it.
I got nobody to blame
but myself, I--
- Jimmy, the chief
and I are talking.
- I just wanted to apologize
for disrespecting you like that.
I-I am truly sorry.
You deserve much better
from a new candidate.
Come on, danny, let's give
the chief his office back.
- That's it?
That's your big speech?
- You be here one hour
before next shift.
Not a minute later.
You will not get another chance.
- I'll be here two hours early
and the floors will be mopped.
Thank you, chief.
- Good.
That was a good shift, dallas.
- Thank you, sir.
- So, how's everything going
with severide?
- Well, he's handling it.
Better than I probably would.
- Hmm.
- Don't beat yourself up, chief.
It's an awkward situation
for all of us.
It's up to severide to find
his place in the mix.
Or not.
- Yeah, I suppose.
- Sorry to interrupt, chief,
But you're gonna want
to see this.
- [sighs]
- Everything okay?
- Neighbors from
the 24th street fire,
They're accusing us of
slow-walking our response
Because they're
a low-income neighborhood.
- That's laughable.
- Yeah.
Cfd seems to be
taking it seriously.
- I know casey's worked up,
but he's making things worse.
You gotta tell him
to stay out of it.
- Well, I'm not
his keeper, okay?
You tell him.
- Whoa.
Whoa.
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm just kinda wiped out.
- What's going on, gabby?
[classic rock music]
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- I need to know
if that baby survived, chili.
- We just gotta keep assuming
that he's okay.
Hey, it is possible that
he's totally fine.
- You really believe that?
- Yeah.
I mean, it's possible.
Not knowing makes it possible.
[sighs]
Hey, I'm gonna get us
another round, okay?
Hey, dr. Halstead.
- How's it going, chili?
- I got a favor to ask.
- Hey, what can I get you folks?
- Uh, we just
moved in next door.
- Oh.
- Just wanted to stop in
And say hi.
- Hey.
- I'm ian bailey johnson.
This is my wife, athena...
- Hi.
- Bailey johnson.
- Uh, her--herrmann.
The new neighbors are here.
Uh, I'm brian.
This is christopher.
Meet ian and...
- Athena.
- Right.
- Hey, welcome.
We're big on neighbors
around here.
Where you from?
- Uh, portland, oregon.
- Oh. Yeah.
Wow.
- Welcome to chicago.
- Thank you.
- [laughs]
- you're gonna love it here.
Best city in the world.
- Uh, so, um...
How late does molly's stay open?
- 2 a.M.
- Ooh.
- Wow.
- Uh, but--regular bar hours.
- And is it always as boisterous
as it's been the last few weeks?
- Uh, has the noise been
bothering you guys?
- Yeah.
- It has, actually.
[both laugh]
- yeah.
We've got a newborn, so...
- He's a real crier. [laughs]
- yeah. Yeah.
- Oh, no.
[chuckles]
- Well, we've got a sign out
front that says, you know,
"please respect our neighbors."
Usually people are
pretty good about it.
Not too rowdy.
- Um, can we offer you guys
a drink on the house?
- Uh, not for me 'cause of
the breast feeding,
But do you, maybe...
- No, no.
We just, uh, wanted to
say hi.
- Okay.
Both: Hi.
- Have a good night.
- [mumbles]
- Portland.
- Coming!
What's up, cruz?
- What happened, man?
We got worried about you
When you didn't show up
to patterson's boat.
Oh.
That's why you blew off
the barbecue.
We thought it's because
you decided not to come back
To firehouse 51.
- I have.
- Hey.
Look, man, I know
patterson isn't exactly--
- It's not patterson.
It's just...
Bad situation.
- Severide, the whole reason
that I worked my ass off
And trained for squad
was because I wanted
To learn from you.
You go, I go.
- Aw, come on, man.
Don't be stupid.
- Just think about it.
Okay?
[babies crying]
[gentle music]
¶ ¶
- Oh.
- Lieutenant?
- Hey.
- Gabriella dawson
put in for a new turnout coat.
I just need you to okay it.
- Thanks.
- Hey, lieutenant.
- Hey.
- Matt.
- I need to talk to you.
[sighs]
What happened at the club,
When that guy
put his gun to my head...
I've been spinning out,
trying to make sense of it.
I guess.
- Matt--
- And then at the fire,
when the roof went
And you were inside...
All that matters
is that you came out alive.
Because here's the thing:
Being with you,
that's what makes sense.
May be the only thing
that does.
I don't ever want to let you
out of my life again.
- I'm pregnant.
- Oh.
[laughter]
[exciting music]
¶ ¶
[wolf howls]
wasn't gonna
Change anything between us,
that we were still just friends.
- Great night, though.
- Yeah. Really was.
- 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:
Listening device.
- Let me see your phone.
- Matt?
[heavy breathing]
[dial tone]
[dialing]
[on phone]
- hey, sis.
- Antonio!
Antonio.
I think casey's in trouble.
- Whoa, whoa, slow down.
What's happening?
- Um, I'm at his place.
And, uh, one--one of the--one of
the girls from the club,
She's here.
She's been shot.
She's dead, and I don't know
where casey is.
- Okay, we got a pinging order
on his phone.
Hang tight.
- Okay.
- Okay, where is it?
She's always writing
in a notebook.
Where does she keep it?
- He doesn't know.
- I do know.
I just need a second.
- Now.
[sirens wailing]
[intense music]
¶ ¶
- Casey, just give him
what he wants.
[gunshots]
- Shots fired!
- Come on, move!
- [grunting]
- Clear the rest
of the building!
- [grunts]
- Casey!
Casey, take it easy!
Take it easy!
Easy!
Take it easy!
- [heavy breathing]
- Is there anyone else here?
- No.
No, just these two.
They killed katya.
- We know.
What did they want?
- A notebook.
She gathered information
on the whole operation.
- All right, where is it?
- Here at the club somewhere.
I guess she hid it.
I don't know.
- [coughs]
- All right,
we got it from here.
- Okay.
[panting]
[groans]
- Ma'am, what are you
doing here?
- Uh, I'm sorry,
I'm--I'm--I'm--matt?
- Hey.
- Matt!
- I'm okay.
I'm okay.
- Okay?
- Okay.
- Okay, let's get
the lieutenant outside.
[dramatic music]
¶ ¶
- I've been trying to find
a way to stop them.
They talk in front of me.
I have everything written down.
- Where is it?
Where is it!
- We're not
telling you anything.
- Katya!
[dramatic music]
¶ ¶
- Hey, you know,
chief would understand
If you decide
to sit this shift out.
I think everyone would.
- New candidate starts today.
I gotta be there.
Anyway, I'm good.
- Heard you pacing around
last night.
- This thing isn't over till
they find katya's notebook.
I'll relax then.
- All right.
Hey, anything you need,
let me know.
Hey, chief.
- Come on in, kelly.
- Chief riddle.
How are you?
- Very well, lieutenant.
Thank you.
- Dallas paterson.
- Yeah, I think we met
at boden's wedding.
- Yeah.
- Good to see you.
So what's going on?
- Chief riddle's got some news.
- The high rate of turnover
here at squad 3
Has raised a red flag
at headquarters.
In just three years,
you've gone through
Vargas, mills, clarke,
hadley, newhouse,
Mills again,
and most recently,
Your friend, for whom you
vouched, scott rice.
- Each one of those men
had a different situation.
Family issues, injuries--
- but they had
One thing in common, lieutenant:
Your leadership.
- You're really gonna hold me
accountable for all those men?
- Severide, a decision
has been made.
We're stripping you
of your rank.
- What?
- I'm really sorry, kelly.
I disagree with this,
but...
It is happening.
- Captain patterson
will be taking over
Command of squad 3.
Effective immediately.
- But I'd like you
to remain with the company.
Your reputation as a firefighter
is not in question.
- No, just my ability to lead.
- It's a lot to take
on board, kelly.
Why don't you
give us a minute?
[sad music]
¶ ¶
- How's casey doing?
We're worried about him.
- He's--you know,
he's dealing with--I don't know.
We haven't talked.
- Do we bring it up
if he doesn't?
- Mm.
Maybe best to just ignore
the subject altogether.
- Better make up your mind.
Here he comes.
- Guys.
Relax.
- We're just glad that you're
all in one piece, that's all.
- Let's just get
one thing straight
Right off the bat:
I'm fine.
It was a rough couple days,
but I'm here
Just like the rest of you,
to work.
Understood?
- Yeah.
- Copy.
- Got it.
- Yeah.
- Where the hell
is our new candidate?
- Mm-mm.
- Candidate's late
on his first day?
- Now that takes gumption.
The important thing is,
Dawson isn't candidate anymore.
Congratulations, firefighter.
- Way to go, gabby.
- Ah, no leash
on the pit bull anymore.
Bring on the fires.
- Yeah, bring 'em on.
You okay?
You haven't said a word
since this all--
- Gabby, I'm fine.
Really.
- Okay.
Okay.
- Hey.
Did you guys hear
about severide?
[unsettling music]
- Yeah, and I'm tony.
- Good to meet you, tony.
Captain dallas patterson.
- Welcome.
- Hey.
I just heard.
You okay?
- Yeah, never better.
[door slam]
- I don't know what to say.
- There's nothing to say.
It's nuts.
[screeching tires]
- Whoo!
[laughs]
- What the hell's going on?
- Got a special delivery
for you.
Fresh from the cfd stork.
Come on, buddy.
[grunts]
[laughs]
- [grunts through tape]
- [laughs]
- [grunting]
- hoo!
[laughs]
- [grunting]
- Good luck with
the new candidate, fellas.
- [struggling]
[horn honks]
- And the moron of the year
award goes to...
- Ah!
Oh, man.
[gasps]
What a show, huh?
It's not my idea.
Danny, he's a, uh--he's
a real piece of work.
- Chief...
- [grunts]
- Meet our new candidate,
jimmy borrelli.
- Oh, chief.
I was just tellin' them
that, you know...
- You been drinkin'?
- No, sir, on my honor,
I haven't touched a drop.
- Hmm.
- Danny was pouring
Beer on me in the back.
I-I told him, though, not to.
- [chuckles]
Go home, borrelli.
And don't come back to 51.
- Sir...
- I gotcha.
I'm chili.
[alarm blares]
- Ambulance 61,
female in distress,
Racine el station.
- Bummer.
[clears throat]
- Armed robbery on the el.
Poor kid got the crossfire.
[car horns]
[indistinct chatter]
- What's your name, hon?
- Alicia.
- See an entry wound,
right upper chest.
I don't see an exit.
- This is gonna
help you breathe.
- The baby!
It's a boy.
He's gonna be okay, right?
- We'll make sure.
- Hang in there, alicia.
We're almost there.
Just keep looking at me, okay?
Alicia, you hear me?
- Yeah.
I'm having a baby.
A boy.
Ah, the baby
has to come out now!
[crying]
- brett, call med.
Her contractions
are coming in fast.
This baby's on its way.
- Chicago med,
this is 61.
Our pregnant woman with a gsw
is about to deliver.
We're six minutes out--
- [screams]
How do I keep him inside?
He's pressing on me!
- Brett, she's crowning.
I can see him.
- [heavy breathing]
[wails]
- We're too far out from med.
Let's deliver here.
- Okay.
Call it in.
- 61 to main,
we're delivering on scene.
Request additional ambulance
at loomis and congress.
- We're gonna take
good care of you, alicia.
We promise.
- [screams]
- come on, alicia,
Just one more push.
He's almost here.
- [wailing]
- Come on, alicia.
We can do this.
Just one more nice,
strong push, okay?
- Okay.
[screaming]
- I got him.
- Wait, why isn't he
making any noise?
- Come on, breathe.
Breathe...
Breathe for us...
[intense music]
[sirens]
- I got a pulse.
It's bradycardic
but it's there.
- What we got?
- Neonate, mother's
a gsw in shock.
- We got it.
We'll take it from here.
[machine beeps]
- She's coding!
[grunts]
It's not working!
- Okay, you drive,
I'll get an airway going.
- Okay.
[intense music]
¶ ¶
[sirens wailing]
¶ ¶
- Come on, alicia.
- We're three minutes out.
- Come on, don't give up.
Don't give up!
Come back, alicia.
Don't stop fighting.
Come on.
- We're almost there.
- No, come on!
- Chili, what's happening?
- Come on.
Damn it!
- The only reason why riddle
was up in everybody's business
All of a sudden
is because he thinks
He's got a shot
at making fire commissioner.
Everybody knows that.
- I don't like it either,
but he is not wrong
About the turnover rate
of squad 3.
- So you agree,
I'm the problem.
- That is not what I said.
- Is that why you brought in
your poker buddy
To take over my job?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Careful.
I chose him because I knew
he wouldn't hurt the team.
In the meantime,
I am gonna bat for you
As best I can.
I have convinced riddle
to reassess your rank
Further down the road,
Provided you complete
some management training.
- [chuckles]
"leadership hub of chicago
presents:
Getting troubled managers
back on track."
This is a joke,
right, chief?
This is how you
go to bat for me?
- You have to register
for that today.
- You know, chief,
I'll take the damn course,
I'll take it and I'll get
my bugle back,
But I don't know that I can stay
here and work under patterson.
Whoa.
You guys all right?
- Uh, just a--
just a bad run.
- Young mom got shot
by a stray bullet,
But she didn't make it.
We delivered her baby,
But we have no idea
if he's gonna make it either.
Little guy had
cute little tiny fingers,
Like he was supposed
to play piano or something.
Stuff happens, so,
what can you do, right?
I mean, we made
the right call, didn't we?
- [sighs] we never would have
made it to med in time.
It was the right call.
Okay.
- You did good.
- [sighs]
You got bad news.
- [sighs]
first up, how are you doing?
- Fine.
Find katya's notebook yet?
- Can't even look for it.
Fbi's been working
the same case for months.
We had no idea.
- Look, I don't really care
who gets the arrest.
I just want to make sure
that guys like nesbitt
And his buddies
are brought to justice.
- That's the thing.
Nesbitt was in the lockup
less than 15 minutes
Before some special agent from
the fbi chicago field office
Escorted him out the door.
Apparently, he's been working
as a confidential informant
For the feds.
- You mean,
nesbitt is out on bail?
- Nesbitt walked.
He's a free man.
And there's not a thing
we can do about it.
- It's a raw deal, severide.
No two ways about it.
- You gotta fight this thing.
- Fight what?
It's done.
All I can do now is try
to work my way back up.
- Looking for squad 3.
- Who ordered lou malnati's?
- There it is.
And...
- Thanks, man.
- Ahh.
Oh, smells great.
Dig in, guys.
Mm.
Now that's good.
- If there is anything better
than chicago deep dish,
I don't know what it is.
- That's 'cause you
haven't had my barbecue.
Tell you what,
tomorrow night
I'll have you guys out
to my boat, kill two birds.
We get to know each other
a little better,
You get to eat the best
barbecue in the city.
- Hmm.
- You didn't finish your slice.
- You can eat it.
I gotta go register
for that seminar.
Be back in 30.
- [sighs]
- You're working
with the police?
Matt, this is good.
I didn't know who to trust.
- [sighs]
- Hey, matt,
you got a minute?
- What is it?
- What's wrong?
- Sorry.
[clears throat]
Your brother was just here.
[sighs]
that piece of garbage nesbitt
Was informing for the feds.
He's gotta be
playing both sides.
He feeds the feds information
in exchange for amnesty,
But keeps profiting off of
the trafficking ring.
I mean, why would he out me
to the bulgarians
Unless he wanted
to get rid of me?
- So the fbi's involved?
- Yeah.
No word yet on whether or not
they found katya's notebook.
She died trying
to bring down that ring.
And it's all for nothing
as long as the feds are
Putting their trust in nesbitt.
- Sorry, what--what did
you--what did you wanna say?
- It's no big deal.
- You sure?
You called me matt,
not lieutenant.
- I was just worried about you.
I wanted to make sure
you were okay.
- I'm fine, I just...
Can't stand around here
doing nothing.
Tell the guys
we're going for a ride.
- Hey, um...
I'm here to register for
the--the--
- Have a seat and go ahead
and fill that out.
Both sides.
[sighs]
Uh, hey, could I--you got
a pen I could borrow?
Thank you.
- What are you in for?
- It's just a mandatory thing.
I work for the city.
- Yeah, I would hope so.
- What about you?
- I threw an 1,100-page
brief at an office window.
It didn't even break
the glass.
Jamie killian.
- Kelly severide.
- Okay, welcome to
"getting troubled managers
back on track."
First class is tomorrow.
Through this intensive
six-week course,
We're going to iron out
those leadership wrinkles
And help get you
back on track.
First, a little bad news.
Looks like we're short on
workbooks, so,
Why don't we all take a minute
to find a buddy.
- I got ya, buddy.
- Sit tight.
I'll make this as quick
as I can.
[indistinct radio chatter]
- Good luck.
- Hey, whoa,
this is a crime scene.
How'd you get in here?
- I have a key.
I'm here to pick up some tools
I left in the new room.
- Conway?
The fireman's here.
- What's that son of a bitch
doing here?
- Matt, give me a chance
to explain.
I tried to save katya, matt.
She was my friend too.
I'm sick about what happened.
- Back up, lieutenant.
Back up.
- He outed me
and nearly got me killed.
- Truck 81,
squad 3?
Engine 51,
battalion 25.
- Send my tools to firehouse 51.
- Structure fire,
2604 west 24th street.
- Uh-oh.
What happened?
- They can tear the place apart
looking for that notebook,
But I bet you anything
nesbitt's already got it.
Let's roll.
[siren wailing]
[intense music]
¶ ¶
- Hey, this is no stove fire.
- Ah, it's your favorite kind
of fire, dawson.
A big one.
- Oh, what the hell?
[horn blares]
[indistinct shouting]
[horn blaring]
- Hey, hey, move these cars.
We've got a house on fire.
- Let it burn!
[crowd shouting]
- We need these cars moved now.
- We will not move.
- Who owns these cars?
Which one of these is yours?
- I'm not telling you.
- We don't need you, go back!
Let it burn.
[sirens wailing]
- 81, what the hell is this?
- Yeah, I'm getting to
the bottom of it now.
What's the problem here?
- It's a drug den.
We want it gone.
The city won't do
anything about it,
So just let it burn.
All: Yeah!
- Open up this street.
- Fire's at
an alleged crack den.
Residents want it to burn down.
- Truck 81, squad 3,
open up this street
By any means necessary.
- Copy that, chief.
- I need engine and truck
outside that house, right now.
Hey, hey, hey!
It is against the law
to interfere
With an emergency response.
- We don't need you here.
- We won't move.
- We don't need you today.
- Not moving anything,
not today!
- Herrmann, mouch,
grab irons and follow boden.
- You want us to try and bounce
one of the cars out of the way?
- No, grab a chain.
Let's tow 'em out.
- On it.
- Hey, one of these cars
belong to you?
- Never seen any of 'em before.
- Enough of this.
We're gonna plow
right through them.
- Whoa-oa, hold on, patterson.
You'll wreck my squad.
- Whose squad?
[engine roars]
- Hey, that's good, casey.
That's good.
Easy there, big guy.
- No, wait--
Don't--no!
- Road's open, 51.
[dramatic music]
¶ ¶
[indistinct shouting]
- Fire department,
call out!
Red x building,
no one goes inside.
- Fight this one from outside.
Mouch, herrmann, get
the aerial in place.
- Casey!
There's someone inside!
Second floor, front,
left window.
There was movement,. I saw it.
- How sure are you, mouch?
- 80%.
- Okay, get in there.
Don't take long.
- Otis, dawson, evacuate next
door before the wind shifts.
Herrmann, with me.
- Severide, cruz, go with them.
[radio crackles]
- Dawson, let's go.
[house creaking]
Fire department.
- There's a--there's
an old guy in there.
Hey!
Open up!
You need to evacuate!
- Man, this whole
neighborhood's crazy.
Okay, want the honors?
- [grunts]
- Hey, fire department.
- Hello, fire department.
Your house could go up
at any minute.
We need you to come with us.
- I'm not going anywhere!
- All right, I'll go up
and get him.
You see if there's
anybody else down here.
- Yep.
- He--hey, come on now.
Listen, you're very close
to an out-of-control fire.
I mean, the radiant heat alone
could ignite your house.
- You've got no right
to come into my home.
[creaking]
- Okay, what's your name?
- Carl.
- Hi, carl. I'm gabby.
Smoke's no good in here
for you, yeah?
Let's go outside,
get some fresh air.
- I don't need your help.
- Get an iv going.
I'll try to get an airway.
- Uh, I'm never
gonna find a vein.
I'll have to drill.
- Don't bother.
It's no good.
- You happy now?
Is that what you wanted?
- Herrmann.
- He was a human being.
You people make me sick.
- What's the holdup?
- I'm working on it.
Come on, carl.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you feel like
Nobody's looking out
for your neighborhood,
But we're here now.
[loud crash]
[creaking]
- Everybody careful.
The roof is going.
- Dawson.
- Dawson?
Otis?
Reports.
[heavy breathing, coughing]
- Gabby.
- I'm okay.
Everyone's okay.
- Come on.
We got you.
- Here it is.
Watch the step.
- [coughs]
- I got him.
- [gasps]
- How you feeling?
Is anything hurt?
- No.
You saved my life.
- You wouldn't have
needed our help
If your neighbors hadn't
blocked the street.
- Yeah, what the hell
were they thinking?
- They just wanted to be rid of
that blight on our neighborhood.
They meant well.
[somber music]
¶ ¶
[reflective music]
¶ ¶
- Close one.
- Yeah.
- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Something's going on.
- Really, I'm okay.
- Casey talk to you at all
Since this whole thing
went down?
- Uh, no.
Nothing really.
He's handling it
in his typical way.
- By not handling it.
- Yeah, I suppose.
- Yeah.
Well, he'll come around
when he's ready.
Just be there for him when
he comes out the other side.
- Of course.
- Put in for a new one.
That one's toast, literally.
- Hell of a call.
Nice work, gentlemen.
- Thanks, captain.
- See you at the boat tonight?
- Nah, I appreciate the invite,
But I got a bunch of class work
for tomorrow, so...
- Well, it's a mandatory event.
See you all there.
- Hey, man, look,
I'll get a good case of ipa.
We'll drink ourselves
overboard, huh?
- Yeah.
Sounds like a plan.
- Yeah.
- What is this?
- Yo, chief boden.
Danny borrelli.
Jimmy's big brother.
I'm over at engine 67.
Listen, uh, jimmy told me about
the whole misunderstanding
Earlier--
- misunderstanding?
- Yeah, we were just hazing him.
We didn't think
it'd be a big deal--
- Look, chief, the long
and short of it is,
Is that I blew it.
I got nobody to blame
but myself, I--
- Jimmy, the chief
and I are talking.
- I just wanted to apologize
for disrespecting you like that.
I-I am truly sorry.
You deserve much better
from a new candidate.
Come on, danny, let's give
the chief his office back.
- That's it?
That's your big speech?
- You be here one hour
before next shift.
Not a minute later.
You will not get another chance.
- I'll be here two hours early
and the floors will be mopped.
Thank you, chief.
- Good.
That was a good shift, dallas.
- Thank you, sir.
- So, how's everything going
with severide?
- Well, he's handling it.
Better than I probably would.
- Hmm.
- Don't beat yourself up, chief.
It's an awkward situation
for all of us.
It's up to severide to find
his place in the mix.
Or not.
- Yeah, I suppose.
- Sorry to interrupt, chief,
But you're gonna want
to see this.
- [sighs]
- Everything okay?
- Neighbors from
the 24th street fire,
They're accusing us of
slow-walking our response
Because they're
a low-income neighborhood.
- That's laughable.
- Yeah.
Cfd seems to be
taking it seriously.
- I know casey's worked up,
but he's making things worse.
You gotta tell him
to stay out of it.
- Well, I'm not
his keeper, okay?
You tell him.
- Whoa.
Whoa.
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm just kinda wiped out.
- What's going on, gabby?
[classic rock music]
¶ ¶
- I need to know
if that baby survived, chili.
- We just gotta keep assuming
that he's okay.
Hey, it is possible that
he's totally fine.
- You really believe that?
- Yeah.
I mean, it's possible.
Not knowing makes it possible.
[sighs]
Hey, I'm gonna get us
another round, okay?
Hey, dr. Halstead.
- How's it going, chili?
- I got a favor to ask.
- Hey, what can I get you folks?
- Uh, we just
moved in next door.
- Oh.
- Just wanted to stop in
And say hi.
- Hey.
- I'm ian bailey johnson.
This is my wife, athena...
- Hi.
- Bailey johnson.
- Uh, her--herrmann.
The new neighbors are here.
Uh, I'm brian.
This is christopher.
Meet ian and...
- Athena.
- Right.
- Hey, welcome.
We're big on neighbors
around here.
Where you from?
- Uh, portland, oregon.
- Oh. Yeah.
Wow.
- Welcome to chicago.
- Thank you.
- [laughs]
- you're gonna love it here.
Best city in the world.
- Uh, so, um...
How late does molly's stay open?
- 2 a.M.
- Ooh.
- Wow.
- Uh, but--regular bar hours.
- And is it always as boisterous
as it's been the last few weeks?
- Uh, has the noise been
bothering you guys?
- Yeah.
- It has, actually.
[both laugh]
- yeah.
We've got a newborn, so...
- He's a real crier. [laughs]
- yeah. Yeah.
- Oh, no.
[chuckles]
- Well, we've got a sign out
front that says, you know,
"please respect our neighbors."
Usually people are
pretty good about it.
Not too rowdy.
- Um, can we offer you guys
a drink on the house?
- Uh, not for me 'cause of
the breast feeding,
But do you, maybe...
- No, no.
We just, uh, wanted to
say hi.
- Okay.
Both: Hi.
- Have a good night.
- [mumbles]
- Portland.
- Coming!
What's up, cruz?
- What happened, man?
We got worried about you
When you didn't show up
to patterson's boat.
Oh.
That's why you blew off
the barbecue.
We thought it's because
you decided not to come back
To firehouse 51.
- I have.
- Hey.
Look, man, I know
patterson isn't exactly--
- It's not patterson.
It's just...
Bad situation.
- Severide, the whole reason
that I worked my ass off
And trained for squad
was because I wanted
To learn from you.
You go, I go.
- Aw, come on, man.
Don't be stupid.
- Just think about it.
Okay?
[babies crying]
[gentle music]
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- Oh.
- Lieutenant?
- Hey.
- Gabriella dawson
put in for a new turnout coat.
I just need you to okay it.
- Thanks.
- Hey, lieutenant.
- Hey.
- Matt.
- I need to talk to you.
[sighs]
What happened at the club,
When that guy
put his gun to my head...
I've been spinning out,
trying to make sense of it.
I guess.
- Matt--
- And then at the fire,
when the roof went
And you were inside...
All that matters
is that you came out alive.
Because here's the thing:
Being with you,
that's what makes sense.
May be the only thing
that does.
I don't ever want to let you
out of my life again.
- I'm pregnant.
- Oh.
[laughter]
[exciting music]
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[wolf howls]