Chicago Fire (2012–…): Season 4, Episode 17 - What Happened to Courtney - full transcript
With election approaching Casey's opponent tries to fling a little mud on him by saying he intends to continue working for the fire department even if he wins, in other words, he's going to be double dipping. Which leads to the Chief coming to the station and questioning Casey's intentions which leads Casey to promise he's done campaigning but when his opponent schedules a debate, Casey finds himself in a precarious position. And when the squad goes a reported gas leak, they find the remains of a child in the chimney. They break it to get to the remains. Later a detective shows up to tell Severide because of what he did, the evidence was compromised. She then shows him crime scene photos and Kelly thinks he knows who the child is--a child who went missing a few years ago. Problem is that the child went missing at a location far from the house. The detective wants to be sure but Kelly goes to see the girl's mother to tell her that he might have found her daughter. And the detective tells him because of what he did, investigating them will be difficult.
- Guys, meet the newest member
of Truck 81, Stella Kidd.
- I just split with my hubby
and I'm really enjoying
the solo life.
- Hi.
I'm Casey.
- A little free advice.
You're in Chicago politics now.
There's no shallow end.
- It's not what I signed up for.
You run a clean clean campaign,
you get creamed.
Run a dirty one, well,
you lose your soul.
- Even more reason
why the city needs you.
- Mr. Becks.
- Mr. Casey.
Are you here to concede?
- Actually,
I wanted to see your face
the first time you realized
you were gonna lose to me.
[dramatic music]
- Squad 3,
Ambulance 61:
carbon monoxide investigation,
5708 Forsten Avenue.
♪
[engine turns over]
- What do we got, lieutenant?
- Carbon monoxide alarm.
Security company
called the owners
to make sure they were okay.
Couldn't get an answer.
[siren wailing]
♪
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
♪
- Fire department!
Anybody home?
- Get us in there.
- Strike.
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
[device pinging]
- What are we dealing with?
[device pinging]
- 1700 ppm.
- Okay, everybody, masks on.
Truck, get in there.
- Otis, get the windows open.
Air this place out.
Herrmann, Kidd, first floor.
Dawson, upstairs with me.
- Copy that.
[masks hissing]
- Fire department!
Call out!
[tense music]
♪
- Fire department!
Anyone here?
♪
- Fire department!
Call out!
- Otis, vent that.
♪
All clear downstairs.
- House is clear, chief.
- Copy.
Severide, you find the leak?
- Not yet, chief.
♪
[device pinging]
Found it.
It's a multi-purpose chimney
down in the basement.
- Furnace is connected
to the flue right here.
If this thing's all jammed up,
the carbon monoxide
will just come back down.
♪
[grunts]
♪
All right,
everything's all intact in here.
[grunts]
- Yeah, the blockage
is probably higher up.
We'll get it from outside.
- Yeah.
- Hey, Casey,
we're gonna need the aerial.
Chief, we're coming out.
- I bet it's another pigeon.
[indistinct radio chatter]
♪
- Talk to me, Severide.
- We're gonna need
to call this one in.
♪
Oh, man.
- You guys ever see
something like this?
- Not personally,
but one time 48,
they--they found a dead body,
years ago.
Turned out to be a burglar,
or...an attempted burglar.
- What do you think
happened there?
- You'll sleep better
if you don't know.
[drill buzzing]
[tense music]
♪
- Oh, good Lord.
It's a child.
The wrapping's undone
at the bottom.
- Looks like a beach towel.
- You see that there?
- Yeah.
- Where the wall's cleaner?
- Uh-huh.
- It looks the kid was
stuck there for a while.
Body decomposed, shifted,
fell down the flue.
- Looks like the towel's
holding the body together.
- Won't much longer.
♪
[groans]
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
- Lieutenant.
Stop right there, please.
Detective Bianca Holloway,
Area South Homicide.
Who authorized the extraction?
- Your forensics guy back there
already took a bunch of photos.
- I assure you, Detective,
unless he thought
it was absolutely necessary.
- Body was falling apart.
- You just compromised
my crime scene.
Help the lieutenant
bag the victim in one piece
then finish securing
the scene.
- I'm gonna need
a statement from you.
- Lieutenant.
- I got it.
- Excuse me.
♪
- All right.
Everyone, listen up!
After we eat,
I want everyone to make sure
your bottle is topped off
at 4,500 psi.
If not, change it out.
Run the saws,
top them off with fuel.
And after that, we're gonna do
one hour of raising
ground ladders.
- So, it's what, a week until
the alderman election?
- [laughs softly]
- Six days.
And if Casey's
gonna beat Becks in the polls,
we need all hands on deck.
- How much of a lead
does Becks have?
- He's up like 5%.
It's close.
- You know what they call the
guy who comes in second place?
- I can always count on you
for a pep talk, Herrmann.
we're gonna throw
an election party at Molly's.
- No, we're not.
- Of course we are.
- What if I lose, and we're all
sitting around there
- Hey, you'll be sitting around
like a sucker.
I'll be drinking
and having fun.
- You know what they call
what you just did?
Anticipatory negativity.
And I don't roll with that.
You are gonna win
and we are having a party.
Herrmann, get on it.
- Who's gonna pay for it?
All right.
We'll work it out.
- Mouch, can you keep me updated
on the polling predictions?
The rest of you, there's
50,000 people in this ward.
Half of them don't even know
when election day is.
Make sure they do.
- Mm, telemarketing!
Yes!
Cross that off my bucket list.
- Kelly.
Detective Holloway called about
getting your statement.
You need to write one up.
- Alderman.
No, no, al-der-man.
Correct.
He's like a city council member,
but with a stupid name.
- Listen, you crooked,
underhanded reptile,
you got no honor,
you know that?
My wife is the head of the PTA.
You're done.
- Hey, Herrmann, are you nuts?
Dawson will skin you alive.
- What, relax.
It was a personal call.
I got problems
with the Barney rental I got
for Annabelle's birthday party.
- Oh, that's so sweet.
How old is she gonna be?
- Eight.
You get what you get,
and you don't get upset.
Now this jagoff is saying
that he's double booked.
- You know, I got a guy.
- Yeah?
- He's a musician,
looking to make the switch to,
you know, kid-friendly.
- What kind of musician?
- Like pop punk.
- Like the kind of band
your ex-husband is in?
Yeah.
- Okay, listen.
Grant is trying to start over.
He just needs a chance
to break in.
- Why would you break up
with the guy
and then try
to take care of him?
- Be glad you don't know.
- Herrmann, please.
- Stella, I can't hire
your broken-down ex
for my only daughter's birthday.
- He'll do it for free, as long
as he gets to record it.
- Deal.
- Casey, you need to see this.
- [clears throat]
Yes, hi.
I'm Jimmy Borelli, calling
on behalf of Matthew Casey.
- We have Alderman Colin Becks,
who's up for reelection.
He's here answering
your questions.
what's the difference
between you
and your opponent,
Matthew Casey?
- Oh, simple.
I gave up my law career
to serve.
Lieutenant Casey
plans to work full-time
for the Chicago
Fire Department,
even if he's elected.
- Aren't there other officials
in Chicago
pulling double duty
in two city-funded positions?
- Well, look, Illinois is one
of three remaining states
where dual mandates
are still legal,
but it's frowned upon,
for good reason.
Matt Casey is essentially
trying to pick
the taxpayers' pockets twice.
[dark music]
- Well, that ain't good.
♪
- Hey, Casey.
- What?
- Chief's looking for you.
And...heads up,
Chief Tiberg is with him.
♪
- The CFD won't tolerate
a double-dipping firefighter
in our ranks.
- I understand, sir.
That's why I'll defer
the alderman's salary
if I'm elected to office.
- Are you sure
that's what you want to do?
Because that sort of thing
you can't take back.
- I'm not doing this
for the money.
Especially if it means
accepting it would jeopardize me
being a firefighter.
- So you plan to stay on
active duty, even if you win?
- Yes, sir.
As you know, most firefighters
have other jobs
on their off days.
I've run a successful
construction business
- Lieutenant Casey
has not missed a beat
since the campaign began, chief.
- No?
- No.
- I've reviewed 51's
company journal.
How many shifts
would you say that you switched
or stepped out on
since starting your campaign?
- Too many.
But the campaign events
are done with.
It's not gonna be a problem
going forward.
- I'm holding you to that.
- Please do.
♪
- I'm working on it.
- Owners of the house
were up in Kenosha.
They just moved in
five months ago.
M.E. thinks the Baby Doe's
been there a few years.
Photos of
the chimney's interior.
I wanted to see
if there's anything
that might catch your eye.
- [sighs]
You got an I.D.
on the body yet?
- Clothes were stripped and we
don't have any dental matches.
- Besides the bones,
everything looks normal.
Metal left over
from burning scrap wood.
[dark music]
- You see something?
♪
- I think I know who this is.
♪
- Come on, chief...
You remember Courtney Harris?
- Yes, of course.
- Well, I'm pretty damn sure
it was her body
that we found the chimney.
- Who's Courtney Harris?
- Little girl, wandered away
from her parents' lake house
in North Kenwood during a party.
- I have an uncle
that lives nearby.
I know a ton of folks
in the area.
We were off shift, but chief,
everyone here on squad went out
to help out in the search.
- Squad lieutenant
called it off on day three,
figured the current had pushed
the body out to deeper water.
- Courtney's description
included
a Saint Nicholas pendant.
I remember
because her mom told me.
That's it, chief.
That's her necklace.
- North Kenwood
is over ten miles away
from this morning's call.
- Well, then, somebody
transported the body, obviously.
I'm telling you, it's her.
That's why we never found her.
She wasn't in the lake.
- Okay.
I'll look into it.
[door opens, closes]
- Kelly.
We're not sure of anything yet.
- So how long has Grant
been playing kids' music?
- He hasn't.
But he wants to.
I mean, he never said
that he wants to,
but this is what he needs.
- And what is he currently
doing now?
- He is living off me.
- I...oh.
- Yeah.
- Oh...here he comes.
- Jeez, okay.
- You look--you're good, yeah.
- Okay, thank you.
Hey, Grant.
So...
- Kids' party?
- New beginnings.
Remember, we talked about this?
I think it's gonna be great.
- No, no, no,
I'm not some glorified
rent-a-clown with a guitar.
- [sighs]
- Okay, all right, all right.
Stella.
[playful music]
♪
I'll do it.
But under one condition.
- What?
- You give me another chance.
I said I'd do anything
to get you back, right?
I said that.
If this party will prove that,
then I'm gonna--
- Okay, okay, just, just, just--
- What?
All right.
Just, just, just, just wait.
Stella Bella.
It's going to the best damn show
those little bastards ever saw.
♪
- Extended three to five rungs
above the roof line
gives your extension ladder
more stability,
and it's, you know, easier
to see in smoky conditions.
- Hey, can you...?
- Mm-hmm.
- That's right.
Great, right there.
- So, that's Amy Bell,
from the "Sun-Times,"
so you can get the word out
about the double-dipping thing.
- Amy Bell.
- Hi.
- "Sun-Times."
Great to meet you.
- Matt Casey.
Thanks for coming over.
- Gabriela said you had some
news regarding your campaign?
- I wanted to announce
I'll be deferring the alderman's
salary if elected.
- And what inspired
that decision?
- There's still families
Alderman Becks
hasn't helped out
after the tornado.
They need it more than I do.
- Is that one of the issues
you'll be bringing up
in the final debate?
- The final debate
was last week.
- Alderman Becks' campaign
told us
one more debate was being set
right before the election.
- Um...this is the first
I've heard of it.
- Do you mind
if we go inside to talk?
I'm freezing.
- I do, actually.
This is my real job.
We're running drills.
- So, being an alderman
isn't a real job to you?
[dark music]
- Well, you know what he meant.
- Okay.
I'll pop back around later,
if that's okay.
- Sure.
- Yeah.
Thanks.
♪
Let's go.
Back at it.
♪
Squad 4 sent this incident
report over for you.
Date says it's, like,
six years old, though.
- Thanks.
- Courtney Harris.
This got anything to do
with the Baby Doe we found?
- Maybe.
- Oh, yeah.
I remember this case.
- Yeah, from reading
the newspaper.
But we were in the lake.
- Well, excuse me for not being
squad-certified back then, Capp.
- Let's go gas up.
- Let's go.
- I got a copy of Squad 4's
report on Courtney Harris.
It mentions a fight
on the docks.
It was between Courtney's dad
and her uncle.
It may not be anything,
but I figured you'd want
to take a look at it.
- I just got an update
from the M.E.
She determined
the cause of death.
Someone snapped
Baby Doe's neck in half.
- So what's next?
- A lot of things.
And I've been trying to
get a hold of Courtney Harris's
parents, but no luck.
Their numbers have changed
a few times apparently.
- I can look into that.
Like I said, I know a lot
of people in that area.
- Yeah, if you could
get me their numbers,
that would be great.
We need to match their DNA
against the Baby Doe's.
I'm telling you,
this is Courtney Harris.
- Time will tell.
- How much time?
- I've got it from here,
lieutenant.
♪
- That's Courtney Harris.
♪
- Hey, Grant emailed me.
- He's super excited.
- Yeah, he seems it.
Uh...he included his,
uh...
backstage rider.
- What's that?
- It's a list of requests.
Separate room to change,
with a shower.
- What--
- Sparkling water, iced.
Six-pack of beer, iced.
- Okay, well--
- Aahp.
Three lemons.
- Mm-hmm.
- Pretzels,
preferably Bavarian--
- You know what, just don't even
worry about any of that.
Just carve out a little space
for him to perform,
and he'll be there.
I guarantee it.
- Well, Amy was right.
Some community group, Citizens
of Neighborhood Development,
put the debate together
and they're claiming
that one of their interns
forgot to notify us.
- When?
- During next shift.
6:00 p.m.
- We got to move it.
- Local news coverage
is already secured.
We move it, Becks spins it
to make us look bad.
- Hey, we got you covered here,
lieutenant.
- Yeah, I appreciate that,
but I gave Chief Tiberg my word.
- This debate is your last shot
to get voters back on your side.
You skip this,
you're handing Becks the win.
- So be it.
- Matt, it's one shift.
- No, it's way more than that.
When everyone here talked me
into running for alderman,
I was told it was a side job.
"It's one meeting a month."
Do we remember this?
I've done the cocktail parties,
I've gotten the message out.
I had to prevent myself
from kicking Becks' teeth in
when he dragged me and
my mom's name through the mud.
- I--
- If that's not enough
at this point,
then it's a wrap.
I'm a firefighter first.
I'm not ducking out
on another shift.
[dark music]
- I don't know why he's just
flushing it down the drain.
- At least he's got a job.
- He's so close
and he's worked so hard
and he's the right man
to be alderman.
- Who is ready for a shot?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
[pop music playing]
- Is that
bubblegum-flavored vodka?
- Yeah, I don't drink
straight vodka.
I think it tastes like
nail polish remover.
- I said the same thing
the first time I saw it.
It's not bad.
- Fine, pour it.
- Ladies, to Al Gore,
who also finished second
in his election,
but went on to grow
a really nice beard
and alert us all to the dangers
of climate change.
- To Al Gore.
- To Al Gore.
♪
- Mmm.
- Told you.
- So, how did Grant's band
break up?
- Okay, so Grant's drummer
got caught
sleeping with
the bass player's fiancé.
And...I sound just like Grant.
Wow.
They didn't make it.
Like 99% of all the other bands.
- You think he'll ever change?
- He doesn't have to change.
He just has to grow up.
I did.
- Do you still love him?
♪
- [sighs]
He's got to show me
something first.
♪
If he does,
who knows?
♪
[dog barks in distance]
- Emma Harris?
I'm not sure
if you remember me.
- Lieutenant Severide,
of course I do.
Come in, it's freezing out here.
So, what brings you
all the way out here?
- A friend of mine
has been trying to--
to get a hold of you guys.
She left a few messages
for your husband.
I-I just wanted to make sure
that you got them.
- I haven't talked to Eli
in five years.
He moved back to Michigan
after the divorce.
Who's your friend?
- Here you go.
Give her a call.
- Detective--
is this about Courtney?
- I'm not 100% positive.
- Oh, my God, it is,
isn't it?
Is there an update?
Did they find her?
- They're just looking
for some information.
- Kelly, the weekend
Courtney disappeared,
it poured the whole time.
I said I wasn't leaving
the docks until we found her.
You drove your car down so
I'd have some place dry to sit.
I've never forgotten that.
Please, tell me what's going on
with my little girl.
[dramatic music]
- Yeah, I know
where his office is, Connie.
- Detective Holloway
says she got a phone call
from Courtney Harris's mother.
- She said you stopped by
for a visit,
told her we found a body
that might be her daughter's.
You said
you'd get me her number.
- I know.
I went there, I gave her yours,
but she knew something was up.
I told her it was only
a possibility
and not to get her hopes up.
- There are protocols, Kelly.
- I know.
I screwed up, okay, but...
at least we got the ball rolling
here a little bit.
- By filling her
with false hope?
We don't even have
a DNA match yet.
- There's your DNA.
That's Emma's.
To test Courtney's body.
- Great.
And your name will be added
to the Detective
Supplementary Report
to confirm the chain
of custody of the brush,
since your DNA may have
contaminated the sample.
- Fine.
And Emma said
that she's available
anytime you want her
to come down.
For anything.
- If you're wrong about this,
are you gonna be the one
who goes to Emma's house
to tell her it was
someone else's kid?
- Absolutely.
- Wow.
- Kelly.
Listen to her.
- Yes, chief.
The Harrises used to live
a couple streets over
from my uncle.
They used to go
to his barbecue every summer.
The last time I saw Courtney,
I was helping her dad
at the grill
while she and my little cousin
played in the backyard.
They used to have this--
this really nice house
on the corner.
They were always
planting flowers
or taking care
of the lawn.
After the search got called off,
they stopped.
My uncle...
[somber music]
♪
He did his best to...
to try and help with the upkeep.
But it was...
it was like the life
got sucked out of the place.
The flowers died,
the grass turned brown,
and by the time they sold it,
the whole yard was just
weeds and dead leaves.
♪
That's what I was thinking
when I went to see Emma.
♪
- Hey, turn it up, Mouch.
- Can you comment
on Matthew Casey
not attending
tonight's debate?
- Once again, Matthew Casey's
actions illustrate
If he can't show up
for a debate,
how can we count on him
to show up
when his community
needs him?
[alarm blaring]
- Truck 81, Ambulance 61:
victim down, trapped,
7003 Victoria Boulevard.
[siren wailing]
[suspenseful music]
♪
- Please...help.
- Yeah.
- Tomas, he's stuck underneath.
- Lieutenant Casey, Amy Bell
from the "Sun-Times."
- Not now.
♪
- The car fell off the lift.
We couldn't stop it.
Tomas was working underneath.
- Okay.
[man grunting and panting]
♪
Tomas.
- He can't speak English.
- Spanish?
- Yeah.
- Dawson.
- Tomas.
[speaking Spanish]
Okay?
- [speaking Spanish]
- The car is crushing
his diaphragm.
He's breathing,
but if his rib cage fractures--
- Kidd, grab the airbags.
Herrmann, Otis, find something
to stabilize this car.
Dawson, keep him talking.
- Tomas?
[speaking Spanish]
requesting squad assistance
to shore up a vehicle.
- Sending Squad 2,
currently en route.
♪
- [speaking Spanish]
- Whoa, whoa, whoa--
- Aah!
- Shocks are going.
Main, ETA
on that squad company?
- Squad 2 is five minutes out.
- Airbags, good to go.
- Everybody, back up.
I'm going to pull him out
once we inflate.
- Up on blue.
Up on red.
- [panting]
- Whoa.
Come on.
- [groaning]
- Matt!
[dramatic music]
♪
- We're good!
[grunting]
- [screaming]
♪
- All right, all right.
- [groaning]
- Hang on, sir, stay still.
- [speaking Spanish]
- [speaking Spanish]
- Let me see.
Looks superficial.
You okay?
- Yeah, I'm good.
- Okay.
- Up on three.
Ready?
One, two, three.
[grunting]
♪
- Hey.
Nice save, lieutenant.
♪
- Boom.
- Oh.
[laughter]
- Hey, lieutenant.
I saw your call went sideways.
- Saw?
- Must have been Amy.
- At least she got my good side.
- There are no bad sides.
[laughs]
- Can you find your way to Chief
Boden's office, lieutenant?
- Yeah, I can,
thank you, Connie.
- So...you were right.
Body belongs to Courtney Harris.
- Have you spoken to
Courtney's mother recently?
- You told me to back off.
I did.
- Emma was supposed
to come by over an hour ago,
but she backed out last minute.
Wouldn't say why and
she wouldn't answer my calls.
I went by her house and knocked,
and she wouldn't
answer the door.
She trusts you.
If you could go talk to her,
maybe tell her she can trust me?
- Grant, where the hell are you?
Would you please just call me
or text me back?
[party music playing]
- Hey, does Grant know
that in order to play music
at Annabelle's birthday party,
he actually has to be here?
- Yes, yes.
Just give me
a few more minutes.
I-I'm gonna text him right now.
♪
- I-I'll just...
It's...I'm...
Any luck?
- I have called him ten times.
- Stella, I think that means
he's not coming.
♪
- Okay, okay.
I need a pen
and a big piece of paper.
- Okay.
- Okay, gather around,
boys and girls!
Molly's Junior happy hour
is now open!
Whoo!
Here we go.
Whoo!
Okay.
Who wants
a root beer float, huh?
[children clamoring]
Oh, all right.
Okay.
- Okay, so what is this?
- Molly's Junior.
Some root beer floats.
There we go.
- I guess it's better
than nothing.
- Okay.
Here you go, kids.
- Because you wouldn't let me
go down to the boats.
- Stop trying to make me
the bad guy.
Courtney was my family too.
You're too emotional
to think straight.
- You're being ridiculous.
The whole conspiracy with this
is absurd.
- I'm trying to protect you.
- You're being paranoid.
[dog barking in distance]
- Hey.
- Hey, I just stopped by
to see how you are doing.
- Thank God you're here.
Can you talk some sense
into my brother?
[dark music]
I don't know if you remember
my brother, David.
- Yeah, I do.
♪
I just talked
to Detective Holloway
and she said that
you're not returning her calls.
Everything okay?
- She's not talking to the cops.
You ever seen
"Making a Murderer"?
- David, I want to know
what happened to Courtney.
- I know you do.
But you can talk to them.
You know what they'll say?
They'll say you went crazy
'cause Eli was stepping out
behind your back.
They'll know that
he didn't want to have kids.
They'll say that
you snapped Courtney's neck
because you couldn't handle
being a mother, and then what?
Look at all those parents
whose kids disappeared.
They spend years in court
trying to clear their name.
- How did you know Courtney's
neck was snapped?
♪
- Well, you told me.
- No, I didn't.
This is the first
I've heard of it.
- Well, I heard it somewhere.
- David, what's going on?
- You need to go.
This is a family matter,
and I need to talk to my sister.
- Emma, do you want me to leave?
- No.
- I said get out.
- Emma, go to the kitchen,
call Detective Holloway.
♪
- I'm warning you, get out.
- I'm not going anywhere.
♪
[dramatic music]
- [grunting]
[groans]
♪
[both grunting]
♪
- [screams]
No!
Stop.
Please.
Stop!
Please!
[both panting]
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
[somber music]
♪
- Go home and clean up.
I'll get your statement later.
- Thanks.
Hey...
Courtney's
Saint Nicholas pendant.
You still need that?
♪
[door closes]
♪
♪
- Thank you.
[crying]
♪
- I mean, why can't
we vote online yet?
You know, they do in Canada.
Some parts, anyway.
- They do a lot of strange
things in some parts of Canada.
[bar music playing]
Mm.
It's Tamara.
- Turn it up.
- And in local news,
a candidate
in the 52nd aldermanic race
was unable
to attend a final debate
with his political rival.
His supporters say he was
too busy saving lives.
Here's a clip
from earlier today.
- Unlike Alderman Becks,
Matt Casey prioritizes people
over politics.
The way I see it, we can either
elect another politician
or vote for someone
who gives a damn.
[all cheering]
- All right, well,
that's the scene down here.
after the polls close.
- It ain't over
till it's over, baby.
♪
- [sighs]
[guitar tuning]
[guitar strumming]
- [laughs softly]
[guitar playing continues]
- Hey...
Baby, please,
don't mess with my bass line.
[scoffs]
[mumbling]
Man...
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
- I'm done.
- What?
No.
Why?
- You blew off
the birthday party.
- That was today?
No, that's not today.
That's tomorrow.
It's tomorrow, I swear to God,
I wrote it down here somewhere.
I wrote it down, it's tomorrow--
- I went to bat for you, Grant!
I went to bat for you!
With people that I like,
people that
I don't want to disappoint.
- Today is a big day.
All right, if you just--just
listen to me, Stella.
- And--
- I started jamming, all right,
to come up with some songs
for the birthday party,
and the songs, baby,
I'm telling you,
these songs, they're real songs,
just pouring out of me.
I called Declan.
- Mm-hmm.
- I played him
all the songs.
He flipped.
We're getting the band
back together.
[tense music]
♪
- You go and
you knock 'em dead, Grant.
- No.
No.
Not now.
Not--
Please, not like this.
Why--
♪
- Hey, when did the polls close?
- Hey.
An hour ago.
- Okay, so I know a guy
counting ballots in your ward.
He said you were looking
pretty good.
- Oh, my gosh, this is nuts.
- Let's not get ahead
of ourselves.
And I don't care
if that's negative anticipation,
or whatever it's called.
Hey, you didn't have to do that.
- Come on, you're my guy.
- Hi.
- This is so exciting.
- We're just drinking beer right
now, that's all we're doing.
- Yeah.
[phone ringing]
- Answer it!
- Okay, okay.
Hello?
[bar music playing]
Wow, well, it's been
a hell of a ride.
Yeah, thanks for the call.
♪
[laughs]
I won.
[cheers and applause]
- What, you won?
- Yeah!
Yes!
[cheers and applause]
- Congratulations.
- I've never kissed
an alderman before.
all: Casey! Casey!
Casey! Casey! Casey!
[cheering]
- Yeah!
- I knew it, I knew it.
God, Baby,
I'm so proud of you.
- Thanks so much
for believing in me.
[exhales]
Now what?
of Truck 81, Stella Kidd.
- I just split with my hubby
and I'm really enjoying
the solo life.
- Hi.
I'm Casey.
- A little free advice.
You're in Chicago politics now.
There's no shallow end.
- It's not what I signed up for.
You run a clean clean campaign,
you get creamed.
Run a dirty one, well,
you lose your soul.
- Even more reason
why the city needs you.
- Mr. Becks.
- Mr. Casey.
Are you here to concede?
- Actually,
I wanted to see your face
the first time you realized
you were gonna lose to me.
[dramatic music]
- Squad 3,
Ambulance 61:
carbon monoxide investigation,
5708 Forsten Avenue.
♪
[engine turns over]
- What do we got, lieutenant?
- Carbon monoxide alarm.
Security company
called the owners
to make sure they were okay.
Couldn't get an answer.
[siren wailing]
♪
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
♪
- Fire department!
Anybody home?
- Get us in there.
- Strike.
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
[device pinging]
- What are we dealing with?
[device pinging]
- 1700 ppm.
- Okay, everybody, masks on.
Truck, get in there.
- Otis, get the windows open.
Air this place out.
Herrmann, Kidd, first floor.
Dawson, upstairs with me.
- Copy that.
[masks hissing]
- Fire department!
Call out!
[tense music]
♪
- Fire department!
Anyone here?
♪
- Fire department!
Call out!
- Otis, vent that.
♪
All clear downstairs.
- House is clear, chief.
- Copy.
Severide, you find the leak?
- Not yet, chief.
♪
[device pinging]
Found it.
It's a multi-purpose chimney
down in the basement.
- Furnace is connected
to the flue right here.
If this thing's all jammed up,
the carbon monoxide
will just come back down.
♪
[grunts]
♪
All right,
everything's all intact in here.
[grunts]
- Yeah, the blockage
is probably higher up.
We'll get it from outside.
- Yeah.
- Hey, Casey,
we're gonna need the aerial.
Chief, we're coming out.
- I bet it's another pigeon.
[indistinct radio chatter]
♪
- Talk to me, Severide.
- We're gonna need
to call this one in.
♪
Oh, man.
- You guys ever see
something like this?
- Not personally,
but one time 48,
they--they found a dead body,
years ago.
Turned out to be a burglar,
or...an attempted burglar.
- What do you think
happened there?
- You'll sleep better
if you don't know.
[drill buzzing]
[tense music]
♪
- Oh, good Lord.
It's a child.
The wrapping's undone
at the bottom.
- Looks like a beach towel.
- You see that there?
- Yeah.
- Where the wall's cleaner?
- Uh-huh.
- It looks the kid was
stuck there for a while.
Body decomposed, shifted,
fell down the flue.
- Looks like the towel's
holding the body together.
- Won't much longer.
♪
[groans]
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
- Lieutenant.
Stop right there, please.
Detective Bianca Holloway,
Area South Homicide.
Who authorized the extraction?
- Your forensics guy back there
already took a bunch of photos.
- I assure you, Detective,
unless he thought
it was absolutely necessary.
- Body was falling apart.
- You just compromised
my crime scene.
Help the lieutenant
bag the victim in one piece
then finish securing
the scene.
- I'm gonna need
a statement from you.
- Lieutenant.
- I got it.
- Excuse me.
♪
- All right.
Everyone, listen up!
After we eat,
I want everyone to make sure
your bottle is topped off
at 4,500 psi.
If not, change it out.
Run the saws,
top them off with fuel.
And after that, we're gonna do
one hour of raising
ground ladders.
- So, it's what, a week until
the alderman election?
- [laughs softly]
- Six days.
And if Casey's
gonna beat Becks in the polls,
we need all hands on deck.
- How much of a lead
does Becks have?
- He's up like 5%.
It's close.
- You know what they call the
guy who comes in second place?
- I can always count on you
for a pep talk, Herrmann.
we're gonna throw
an election party at Molly's.
- No, we're not.
- Of course we are.
- What if I lose, and we're all
sitting around there
- Hey, you'll be sitting around
like a sucker.
I'll be drinking
and having fun.
- You know what they call
what you just did?
Anticipatory negativity.
And I don't roll with that.
You are gonna win
and we are having a party.
Herrmann, get on it.
- Who's gonna pay for it?
All right.
We'll work it out.
- Mouch, can you keep me updated
on the polling predictions?
The rest of you, there's
50,000 people in this ward.
Half of them don't even know
when election day is.
Make sure they do.
- Mm, telemarketing!
Yes!
Cross that off my bucket list.
- Kelly.
Detective Holloway called about
getting your statement.
You need to write one up.
- Alderman.
No, no, al-der-man.
Correct.
He's like a city council member,
but with a stupid name.
- Listen, you crooked,
underhanded reptile,
you got no honor,
you know that?
My wife is the head of the PTA.
You're done.
- Hey, Herrmann, are you nuts?
Dawson will skin you alive.
- What, relax.
It was a personal call.
I got problems
with the Barney rental I got
for Annabelle's birthday party.
- Oh, that's so sweet.
How old is she gonna be?
- Eight.
You get what you get,
and you don't get upset.
Now this jagoff is saying
that he's double booked.
- You know, I got a guy.
- Yeah?
- He's a musician,
looking to make the switch to,
you know, kid-friendly.
- What kind of musician?
- Like pop punk.
- Like the kind of band
your ex-husband is in?
Yeah.
- Okay, listen.
Grant is trying to start over.
He just needs a chance
to break in.
- Why would you break up
with the guy
and then try
to take care of him?
- Be glad you don't know.
- Herrmann, please.
- Stella, I can't hire
your broken-down ex
for my only daughter's birthday.
- He'll do it for free, as long
as he gets to record it.
- Deal.
- Casey, you need to see this.
- [clears throat]
Yes, hi.
I'm Jimmy Borelli, calling
on behalf of Matthew Casey.
- We have Alderman Colin Becks,
who's up for reelection.
He's here answering
your questions.
what's the difference
between you
and your opponent,
Matthew Casey?
- Oh, simple.
I gave up my law career
to serve.
Lieutenant Casey
plans to work full-time
for the Chicago
Fire Department,
even if he's elected.
- Aren't there other officials
in Chicago
pulling double duty
in two city-funded positions?
- Well, look, Illinois is one
of three remaining states
where dual mandates
are still legal,
but it's frowned upon,
for good reason.
Matt Casey is essentially
trying to pick
the taxpayers' pockets twice.
[dark music]
- Well, that ain't good.
♪
- Hey, Casey.
- What?
- Chief's looking for you.
And...heads up,
Chief Tiberg is with him.
♪
- The CFD won't tolerate
a double-dipping firefighter
in our ranks.
- I understand, sir.
That's why I'll defer
the alderman's salary
if I'm elected to office.
- Are you sure
that's what you want to do?
Because that sort of thing
you can't take back.
- I'm not doing this
for the money.
Especially if it means
accepting it would jeopardize me
being a firefighter.
- So you plan to stay on
active duty, even if you win?
- Yes, sir.
As you know, most firefighters
have other jobs
on their off days.
I've run a successful
construction business
- Lieutenant Casey
has not missed a beat
since the campaign began, chief.
- No?
- No.
- I've reviewed 51's
company journal.
How many shifts
would you say that you switched
or stepped out on
since starting your campaign?
- Too many.
But the campaign events
are done with.
It's not gonna be a problem
going forward.
- I'm holding you to that.
- Please do.
♪
- I'm working on it.
- Owners of the house
were up in Kenosha.
They just moved in
five months ago.
M.E. thinks the Baby Doe's
been there a few years.
Photos of
the chimney's interior.
I wanted to see
if there's anything
that might catch your eye.
- [sighs]
You got an I.D.
on the body yet?
- Clothes were stripped and we
don't have any dental matches.
- Besides the bones,
everything looks normal.
Metal left over
from burning scrap wood.
[dark music]
- You see something?
♪
- I think I know who this is.
♪
- Come on, chief...
You remember Courtney Harris?
- Yes, of course.
- Well, I'm pretty damn sure
it was her body
that we found the chimney.
- Who's Courtney Harris?
- Little girl, wandered away
from her parents' lake house
in North Kenwood during a party.
- I have an uncle
that lives nearby.
I know a ton of folks
in the area.
We were off shift, but chief,
everyone here on squad went out
to help out in the search.
- Squad lieutenant
called it off on day three,
figured the current had pushed
the body out to deeper water.
- Courtney's description
included
a Saint Nicholas pendant.
I remember
because her mom told me.
That's it, chief.
That's her necklace.
- North Kenwood
is over ten miles away
from this morning's call.
- Well, then, somebody
transported the body, obviously.
I'm telling you, it's her.
That's why we never found her.
She wasn't in the lake.
- Okay.
I'll look into it.
[door opens, closes]
- Kelly.
We're not sure of anything yet.
- So how long has Grant
been playing kids' music?
- He hasn't.
But he wants to.
I mean, he never said
that he wants to,
but this is what he needs.
- And what is he currently
doing now?
- He is living off me.
- I...oh.
- Yeah.
- Oh...here he comes.
- Jeez, okay.
- You look--you're good, yeah.
- Okay, thank you.
Hey, Grant.
So...
- Kids' party?
- New beginnings.
Remember, we talked about this?
I think it's gonna be great.
- No, no, no,
I'm not some glorified
rent-a-clown with a guitar.
- [sighs]
- Okay, all right, all right.
Stella.
[playful music]
♪
I'll do it.
But under one condition.
- What?
- You give me another chance.
I said I'd do anything
to get you back, right?
I said that.
If this party will prove that,
then I'm gonna--
- Okay, okay, just, just, just--
- What?
All right.
Just, just, just, just wait.
Stella Bella.
It's going to the best damn show
those little bastards ever saw.
♪
- Extended three to five rungs
above the roof line
gives your extension ladder
more stability,
and it's, you know, easier
to see in smoky conditions.
- Hey, can you...?
- Mm-hmm.
- That's right.
Great, right there.
- So, that's Amy Bell,
from the "Sun-Times,"
so you can get the word out
about the double-dipping thing.
- Amy Bell.
- Hi.
- "Sun-Times."
Great to meet you.
- Matt Casey.
Thanks for coming over.
- Gabriela said you had some
news regarding your campaign?
- I wanted to announce
I'll be deferring the alderman's
salary if elected.
- And what inspired
that decision?
- There's still families
Alderman Becks
hasn't helped out
after the tornado.
They need it more than I do.
- Is that one of the issues
you'll be bringing up
in the final debate?
- The final debate
was last week.
- Alderman Becks' campaign
told us
one more debate was being set
right before the election.
- Um...this is the first
I've heard of it.
- Do you mind
if we go inside to talk?
I'm freezing.
- I do, actually.
This is my real job.
We're running drills.
- So, being an alderman
isn't a real job to you?
[dark music]
- Well, you know what he meant.
- Okay.
I'll pop back around later,
if that's okay.
- Sure.
- Yeah.
Thanks.
♪
Let's go.
Back at it.
♪
Squad 4 sent this incident
report over for you.
Date says it's, like,
six years old, though.
- Thanks.
- Courtney Harris.
This got anything to do
with the Baby Doe we found?
- Maybe.
- Oh, yeah.
I remember this case.
- Yeah, from reading
the newspaper.
But we were in the lake.
- Well, excuse me for not being
squad-certified back then, Capp.
- Let's go gas up.
- Let's go.
- I got a copy of Squad 4's
report on Courtney Harris.
It mentions a fight
on the docks.
It was between Courtney's dad
and her uncle.
It may not be anything,
but I figured you'd want
to take a look at it.
- I just got an update
from the M.E.
She determined
the cause of death.
Someone snapped
Baby Doe's neck in half.
- So what's next?
- A lot of things.
And I've been trying to
get a hold of Courtney Harris's
parents, but no luck.
Their numbers have changed
a few times apparently.
- I can look into that.
Like I said, I know a lot
of people in that area.
- Yeah, if you could
get me their numbers,
that would be great.
We need to match their DNA
against the Baby Doe's.
I'm telling you,
this is Courtney Harris.
- Time will tell.
- How much time?
- I've got it from here,
lieutenant.
♪
- That's Courtney Harris.
♪
- Hey, Grant emailed me.
- He's super excited.
- Yeah, he seems it.
Uh...he included his,
uh...
backstage rider.
- What's that?
- It's a list of requests.
Separate room to change,
with a shower.
- What--
- Sparkling water, iced.
Six-pack of beer, iced.
- Okay, well--
- Aahp.
Three lemons.
- Mm-hmm.
- Pretzels,
preferably Bavarian--
- You know what, just don't even
worry about any of that.
Just carve out a little space
for him to perform,
and he'll be there.
I guarantee it.
- Well, Amy was right.
Some community group, Citizens
of Neighborhood Development,
put the debate together
and they're claiming
that one of their interns
forgot to notify us.
- When?
- During next shift.
6:00 p.m.
- We got to move it.
- Local news coverage
is already secured.
We move it, Becks spins it
to make us look bad.
- Hey, we got you covered here,
lieutenant.
- Yeah, I appreciate that,
but I gave Chief Tiberg my word.
- This debate is your last shot
to get voters back on your side.
You skip this,
you're handing Becks the win.
- So be it.
- Matt, it's one shift.
- No, it's way more than that.
When everyone here talked me
into running for alderman,
I was told it was a side job.
"It's one meeting a month."
Do we remember this?
I've done the cocktail parties,
I've gotten the message out.
I had to prevent myself
from kicking Becks' teeth in
when he dragged me and
my mom's name through the mud.
- I--
- If that's not enough
at this point,
then it's a wrap.
I'm a firefighter first.
I'm not ducking out
on another shift.
[dark music]
- I don't know why he's just
flushing it down the drain.
- At least he's got a job.
- He's so close
and he's worked so hard
and he's the right man
to be alderman.
- Who is ready for a shot?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
[pop music playing]
- Is that
bubblegum-flavored vodka?
- Yeah, I don't drink
straight vodka.
I think it tastes like
nail polish remover.
- I said the same thing
the first time I saw it.
It's not bad.
- Fine, pour it.
- Ladies, to Al Gore,
who also finished second
in his election,
but went on to grow
a really nice beard
and alert us all to the dangers
of climate change.
- To Al Gore.
- To Al Gore.
♪
- Mmm.
- Told you.
- So, how did Grant's band
break up?
- Okay, so Grant's drummer
got caught
sleeping with
the bass player's fiancé.
And...I sound just like Grant.
Wow.
They didn't make it.
Like 99% of all the other bands.
- You think he'll ever change?
- He doesn't have to change.
He just has to grow up.
I did.
- Do you still love him?
♪
- [sighs]
He's got to show me
something first.
♪
If he does,
who knows?
♪
[dog barks in distance]
- Emma Harris?
I'm not sure
if you remember me.
- Lieutenant Severide,
of course I do.
Come in, it's freezing out here.
So, what brings you
all the way out here?
- A friend of mine
has been trying to--
to get a hold of you guys.
She left a few messages
for your husband.
I-I just wanted to make sure
that you got them.
- I haven't talked to Eli
in five years.
He moved back to Michigan
after the divorce.
Who's your friend?
- Here you go.
Give her a call.
- Detective--
is this about Courtney?
- I'm not 100% positive.
- Oh, my God, it is,
isn't it?
Is there an update?
Did they find her?
- They're just looking
for some information.
- Kelly, the weekend
Courtney disappeared,
it poured the whole time.
I said I wasn't leaving
the docks until we found her.
You drove your car down so
I'd have some place dry to sit.
I've never forgotten that.
Please, tell me what's going on
with my little girl.
[dramatic music]
- Yeah, I know
where his office is, Connie.
- Detective Holloway
says she got a phone call
from Courtney Harris's mother.
- She said you stopped by
for a visit,
told her we found a body
that might be her daughter's.
You said
you'd get me her number.
- I know.
I went there, I gave her yours,
but she knew something was up.
I told her it was only
a possibility
and not to get her hopes up.
- There are protocols, Kelly.
- I know.
I screwed up, okay, but...
at least we got the ball rolling
here a little bit.
- By filling her
with false hope?
We don't even have
a DNA match yet.
- There's your DNA.
That's Emma's.
To test Courtney's body.
- Great.
And your name will be added
to the Detective
Supplementary Report
to confirm the chain
of custody of the brush,
since your DNA may have
contaminated the sample.
- Fine.
And Emma said
that she's available
anytime you want her
to come down.
For anything.
- If you're wrong about this,
are you gonna be the one
who goes to Emma's house
to tell her it was
someone else's kid?
- Absolutely.
- Wow.
- Kelly.
Listen to her.
- Yes, chief.
The Harrises used to live
a couple streets over
from my uncle.
They used to go
to his barbecue every summer.
The last time I saw Courtney,
I was helping her dad
at the grill
while she and my little cousin
played in the backyard.
They used to have this--
this really nice house
on the corner.
They were always
planting flowers
or taking care
of the lawn.
After the search got called off,
they stopped.
My uncle...
[somber music]
♪
He did his best to...
to try and help with the upkeep.
But it was...
it was like the life
got sucked out of the place.
The flowers died,
the grass turned brown,
and by the time they sold it,
the whole yard was just
weeds and dead leaves.
♪
That's what I was thinking
when I went to see Emma.
♪
- Hey, turn it up, Mouch.
- Can you comment
on Matthew Casey
not attending
tonight's debate?
- Once again, Matthew Casey's
actions illustrate
If he can't show up
for a debate,
how can we count on him
to show up
when his community
needs him?
[alarm blaring]
- Truck 81, Ambulance 61:
victim down, trapped,
7003 Victoria Boulevard.
[siren wailing]
[suspenseful music]
♪
- Please...help.
- Yeah.
- Tomas, he's stuck underneath.
- Lieutenant Casey, Amy Bell
from the "Sun-Times."
- Not now.
♪
- The car fell off the lift.
We couldn't stop it.
Tomas was working underneath.
- Okay.
[man grunting and panting]
♪
Tomas.
- He can't speak English.
- Spanish?
- Yeah.
- Dawson.
- Tomas.
[speaking Spanish]
Okay?
- [speaking Spanish]
- The car is crushing
his diaphragm.
He's breathing,
but if his rib cage fractures--
- Kidd, grab the airbags.
Herrmann, Otis, find something
to stabilize this car.
Dawson, keep him talking.
- Tomas?
[speaking Spanish]
requesting squad assistance
to shore up a vehicle.
- Sending Squad 2,
currently en route.
♪
- [speaking Spanish]
- Whoa, whoa, whoa--
- Aah!
- Shocks are going.
Main, ETA
on that squad company?
- Squad 2 is five minutes out.
- Airbags, good to go.
- Everybody, back up.
I'm going to pull him out
once we inflate.
- Up on blue.
Up on red.
- [panting]
- Whoa.
Come on.
- [groaning]
- Matt!
[dramatic music]
♪
- We're good!
[grunting]
- [screaming]
♪
- All right, all right.
- [groaning]
- Hang on, sir, stay still.
- [speaking Spanish]
- [speaking Spanish]
- Let me see.
Looks superficial.
You okay?
- Yeah, I'm good.
- Okay.
- Up on three.
Ready?
One, two, three.
[grunting]
♪
- Hey.
Nice save, lieutenant.
♪
- Boom.
- Oh.
[laughter]
- Hey, lieutenant.
I saw your call went sideways.
- Saw?
- Must have been Amy.
- At least she got my good side.
- There are no bad sides.
[laughs]
- Can you find your way to Chief
Boden's office, lieutenant?
- Yeah, I can,
thank you, Connie.
- So...you were right.
Body belongs to Courtney Harris.
- Have you spoken to
Courtney's mother recently?
- You told me to back off.
I did.
- Emma was supposed
to come by over an hour ago,
but she backed out last minute.
Wouldn't say why and
she wouldn't answer my calls.
I went by her house and knocked,
and she wouldn't
answer the door.
She trusts you.
If you could go talk to her,
maybe tell her she can trust me?
- Grant, where the hell are you?
Would you please just call me
or text me back?
[party music playing]
- Hey, does Grant know
that in order to play music
at Annabelle's birthday party,
he actually has to be here?
- Yes, yes.
Just give me
a few more minutes.
I-I'm gonna text him right now.
♪
- I-I'll just...
It's...I'm...
Any luck?
- I have called him ten times.
- Stella, I think that means
he's not coming.
♪
- Okay, okay.
I need a pen
and a big piece of paper.
- Okay.
- Okay, gather around,
boys and girls!
Molly's Junior happy hour
is now open!
Whoo!
Here we go.
Whoo!
Okay.
Who wants
a root beer float, huh?
[children clamoring]
Oh, all right.
Okay.
- Okay, so what is this?
- Molly's Junior.
Some root beer floats.
There we go.
- I guess it's better
than nothing.
- Okay.
Here you go, kids.
- Because you wouldn't let me
go down to the boats.
- Stop trying to make me
the bad guy.
Courtney was my family too.
You're too emotional
to think straight.
- You're being ridiculous.
The whole conspiracy with this
is absurd.
- I'm trying to protect you.
- You're being paranoid.
[dog barking in distance]
- Hey.
- Hey, I just stopped by
to see how you are doing.
- Thank God you're here.
Can you talk some sense
into my brother?
[dark music]
I don't know if you remember
my brother, David.
- Yeah, I do.
♪
I just talked
to Detective Holloway
and she said that
you're not returning her calls.
Everything okay?
- She's not talking to the cops.
You ever seen
"Making a Murderer"?
- David, I want to know
what happened to Courtney.
- I know you do.
But you can talk to them.
You know what they'll say?
They'll say you went crazy
'cause Eli was stepping out
behind your back.
They'll know that
he didn't want to have kids.
They'll say that
you snapped Courtney's neck
because you couldn't handle
being a mother, and then what?
Look at all those parents
whose kids disappeared.
They spend years in court
trying to clear their name.
- How did you know Courtney's
neck was snapped?
♪
- Well, you told me.
- No, I didn't.
This is the first
I've heard of it.
- Well, I heard it somewhere.
- David, what's going on?
- You need to go.
This is a family matter,
and I need to talk to my sister.
- Emma, do you want me to leave?
- No.
- I said get out.
- Emma, go to the kitchen,
call Detective Holloway.
♪
- I'm warning you, get out.
- I'm not going anywhere.
♪
[dramatic music]
- [grunting]
[groans]
♪
[both grunting]
♪
- [screams]
No!
Stop.
Please.
Stop!
Please!
[both panting]
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
[somber music]
♪
- Go home and clean up.
I'll get your statement later.
- Thanks.
Hey...
Courtney's
Saint Nicholas pendant.
You still need that?
♪
[door closes]
♪
♪
- Thank you.
[crying]
♪
- I mean, why can't
we vote online yet?
You know, they do in Canada.
Some parts, anyway.
- They do a lot of strange
things in some parts of Canada.
[bar music playing]
Mm.
It's Tamara.
- Turn it up.
- And in local news,
a candidate
in the 52nd aldermanic race
was unable
to attend a final debate
with his political rival.
His supporters say he was
too busy saving lives.
Here's a clip
from earlier today.
- Unlike Alderman Becks,
Matt Casey prioritizes people
over politics.
The way I see it, we can either
elect another politician
or vote for someone
who gives a damn.
[all cheering]
- All right, well,
that's the scene down here.
after the polls close.
- It ain't over
till it's over, baby.
♪
- [sighs]
[guitar tuning]
[guitar strumming]
- [laughs softly]
[guitar playing continues]
- Hey...
Baby, please,
don't mess with my bass line.
[scoffs]
[mumbling]
Man...
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
- I'm done.
- What?
No.
Why?
- You blew off
the birthday party.
- That was today?
No, that's not today.
That's tomorrow.
It's tomorrow, I swear to God,
I wrote it down here somewhere.
I wrote it down, it's tomorrow--
- I went to bat for you, Grant!
I went to bat for you!
With people that I like,
people that
I don't want to disappoint.
- Today is a big day.
All right, if you just--just
listen to me, Stella.
- And--
- I started jamming, all right,
to come up with some songs
for the birthday party,
and the songs, baby,
I'm telling you,
these songs, they're real songs,
just pouring out of me.
I called Declan.
- Mm-hmm.
- I played him
all the songs.
He flipped.
We're getting the band
back together.
[tense music]
♪
- You go and
you knock 'em dead, Grant.
- No.
No.
Not now.
Not--
Please, not like this.
Why--
♪
- Hey, when did the polls close?
- Hey.
An hour ago.
- Okay, so I know a guy
counting ballots in your ward.
He said you were looking
pretty good.
- Oh, my gosh, this is nuts.
- Let's not get ahead
of ourselves.
And I don't care
if that's negative anticipation,
or whatever it's called.
Hey, you didn't have to do that.
- Come on, you're my guy.
- Hi.
- This is so exciting.
- We're just drinking beer right
now, that's all we're doing.
- Yeah.
[phone ringing]
- Answer it!
- Okay, okay.
Hello?
[bar music playing]
Wow, well, it's been
a hell of a ride.
Yeah, thanks for the call.
♪
[laughs]
I won.
[cheers and applause]
- What, you won?
- Yeah!
Yes!
[cheers and applause]
- Congratulations.
- I've never kissed
an alderman before.
all: Casey! Casey!
Casey! Casey! Casey!
[cheering]
- Yeah!
- I knew it, I knew it.
God, Baby,
I'm so proud of you.
- Thanks so much
for believing in me.
[exhales]
Now what?