Chicago Fire (2012–…): Season 6, Episode 11 - Law of the Jungle - full transcript

.
- Must have been a nice
surprise, seeing Chief Grissom.
- You know, he's the reason
I'm a firefighter.
- I'm looking
at the firefighters
that have come up
under me.
How have they turned out?
- You tell me, Gris.
- I just thought you'd be
further along now.
- Where is this coming from?
- You cannot be in love
with Brett.
- I'm not going to do
anything about it, Otis.
I know she doesn't feel
the same way.
- I have a date.
With Zach.
- This fundraiser,
it's for a good cause,
if you care
about firefighters.
- I do care about firefighters.
- Yes, yes, yes, yes.
- Want your charger?
- Aw, damn.
Where'd I leave it?
- Same place as always,
kitchen counter.
- Hey, uh, thank you
for dragging me out
to that charity thing.
I had a good time.
- Yeah.
Sorry you blew off your date.
- Eh, it's cool.
He understood.
- Dropped off the last
of Bria's things yesterday,
her dad looks
ten years younger.
I mean, recovery's a long road,
but I can tell he's committed.
- Well, he's got plenty
of motivation.
- And now that that's resolved,
Casey and I are trying to find
some time to reconnect.
We've got these spa passes
as a wedding gift.
Finally convinced him
to give it a shot.
- Oh, Shambala Wellness
Sanctuary. Fancy.
- Yeah, you should
get the brochure,
make an appointment
for yourself.
- No, this is overkill.
I don't need all this to relax.
I'm good with a soak in the tub
and some Chinese takeout.
- Hey, either of you see
little Annabelle
wandering around here?
- No.
- [groans] Eh...
Should I have?
- Hey, Connie, let's set up
a call with Chief Heller
to go over those documents.
- Right away, Chief.
[soft music]
*
Hello, Annabelle.
- How come your desk
is so messy?
- Hey, sorry, Chief, I forgot
about it till this morning,
Take Your Daughter to Work Day.
Cindy thought it'd be
enriching, you know,
for Annabelle to see her dad
on the job.
- Yeah, no problem.
- Come on, now, pumpkin,
we're gonna go get breakfast.
Yeah.
- How long do I have to stay?
- Your mom didn't say.
[alarm blares]
- Truck 81, Ambo 61, Squad 3,
traffic collision,
51st and Federal.
- Hmm.
[sirens wailing]
[suspenseful music]
*
- Mouch, Kidd, extinguishers!
- Copy.
- Got it, Captain.
- Herrmann stabilize the truck!
- Copy that!
- Hold on, buddy.
We're gonna get you out.
- Here.
- I got a guy in the rear.
- We'll take care of him.
Let's pop it.
[straining]
- He's bleeding out,
I'm thinking rapid extrication,
quick and dirty.
- He could have
a cervical fracture.
Might not survive a hard pull.
Let's keep him here,
lift and roll the dash
and steering column off first.
- That'll take too long.
We have to make relief cuts
in the frame first.
- Then let's move.
Come on.
- Capp.
- Yeah.
- Gimme the cutters.
[cutters whirring]
- Let's get this on.
[whirring, thunking]
[cutters whirring]
Okay.
- All right, Cruz!
- Yeah!
- Just watch the contact points
for slippage.
- Yeah, I think I got it.
[cutters whirring]
[thudding]
- Hey! Stop it! Stop!
- Casey! Casey!
Come on, man!
- Keep working!
Hey, Otis, grab me
the strong arm.
- Casey, he's gonna
snap his neck!
[thudding continues]
Hey, knock it off!
[cutters whirring]
[thudding continues]
- Hey! What did I tell you?
You gotta watch his neck!
[thudding continues]
[man grunting]
[dramatic music]
*
Hey, Severide!
- Hey!
[exciting music]
*
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
- Get off me!
- Don't move!
- Let go!
- We got him.
[low chatter]
- Hey, hey can you hear me?
We're losing him. No more
time for the column lift.
We'll have to do a quick pull
after all. Damn it!
Cut the seatbelt loose,
yank him out!
- You got it!
- So where we at?
- We're pulling him out.
Take his legs.
I got his back.
Let's go.
All right, we're clear!
- We got him.
- I got a pulse.
- He's alive!
- Let's go!
- We did what we could.
- Captain, you got a sec?
Uh, for what it's worth,
we made the right call
back there, you know.
When Severide sees these
things, he always--
- Severide did his job.
Let's just focus on the shift.
- Right, sure, you're right.
- Stella!
- Zach?
- Hey.
- [laughs]
Aren't you on shift?
They just let you hazmat guys
come and go as you please?
- Detailed to the academy.
- Ah.
- Got a little freedom
to get out,
stretch my legs.
- Hey, I, uh...
I'm sorry about cancelling
that date.
I just--I never get migraines
like that--
- No problem.
You want to try again
tomorrow?
Catch an early movie, make fun
of it over some beers?
- Sure, yeah.
Uh, I can--I can get behind
that.
- All right.
Anyway, I should get back.
- Okay.
- Catch you tomorrow, okay?
- Okay.
- All right.
[light music]
*
- No, I know, I don't expect
a guarantee, just...
something to consider.
Thanks.
[soft knock]
What's the latest?
- The deputy was headed
into surgery when we left.
Touch and go.
- If I ask you a question,
will you give an honest answer,
no pulled punches?
- Always.
- Do you think it could've
made a difference...
going with the quick pull
from the start?
- That's tough to say.
The guy was suffering
from blood loss,
cervical fracture.
I mean, you could go down
a rabbit hole of what ifs,
but my take--any difference
would've been marginal.
*
Listen...
The prisoner caused
that seat bracket to break.
You did your job,
you got him out alive.
- It's an uncomfortable
concept.
- Yeah, it's a little too soon.
[cartoon sound effects]
- Uh, Otis, she a...
- I know, Mouch, I know.
Hey, hey, Herrmann, uh,
isn't the whole point
of Take Your Daughter
to Work Day to, um,
you know, take your daughter
to work?
Shouldn't you be showing her
around the house?
- Down time
in the common room
is an important part
of the job.
It's not all fire and glory.
Remember that, pumpkin, okay?
[television sound effects]
- Maybe we could find something
for everyone.
How about the nature channel?
You like giraffes?
Or not.
This'll work.
- Come on, come on.
You're too slow!
- All right, reset, guys,
let's work on that time.
Come on, guys, look alive.
Deputy Chief's here!
- Good to see you're all
keeping sharp.
You boys mind if I borrow your
lieutenant for a minute?
- No problem.
- Hey, Capp, you're in charge.
Run it again.
- Okay.
- I hear you had an interesting
call this morning.
The rumor is that you tackled
a, uh--an escaped prisoner,
is that true?
- Ah, wasn't a big deal.
Guy wasn't getting far.
I just happened to be
in his way.
- That call is actually
the reason I'm here.
I'm getting a lot of questions
from HQ, Sheriff's Office,
hoping you could give me
your perspective.
- I wasn't the incident
commander.
- I want all points of view.
- Okay, van went into a viaduct
head-on.
The driver, the deputy,
he was pinned in
by the steering column.
On the captain's orders,
we brought in a ram to--
- On the captain's orders?
- Right, he--
we thought it was--
- He or we?
Who decided to leave the driver
in harm's way?
[dramatic music]
- We.
It was a fair call.
We operate as a team.
- Uh-huh.
Well, I appreciate you
giving me the time, Kelly.
I'll let you get back
to your drill.
You tell the big guy
to loosen his grip.
He's creating too much drag.
*
Hey, guys.
- Chief.
- How's it going, Chief?
- Captain, help me out.
All morning, I've got the
Sheriff's office in my ear.
They say the CFD bungled
the rescue of a deputy
while cutting a prisoner loose.
Is that true?
- Just walk us
through the incident.
I understand the steering
column struck him in the chest
as you raised it.
- It did.
The, uh, the prisoner broke
the seat bracket when he was
kicking the panel,
trying to escape.
The column struck the victim,
but he was already in bad shape
when we found him.
Massive blood loss,
neck injury, pinned in.
We considered
a rapid extrication,
but after evaluating
the driver,
I made the determination
that the risk of death
from cervical fracture
was too great to undertake--
- You made the determination.
- I did, yeah.
- Based on
the paramedic's assessment?
[heavy music]
- Based on my years
of experience
rescuing accident victims.
- No, I don't doubt that,
but the fact is,
you left him in there
bleeding out,
fractured neck,
with some animal in the back
rocking the boat.
- There were no good options.
- None? Is that true?
What about
your squad lieutenant?
Did he have any options,
or was he in lockstep agreement
the whole time?
- Why, did he say something?
- I'm just asking a question.
- All due respect,
my squad lieutenant
wasn't in command of the scene.
- That's still not an answer.
- There's a chain of command
is the only answer
that matters!
- Casey.
*
[phone rings]
[ringing]
Yes?
[heavy music]
*
Thank you.
That was Chicago Med.
Deputy Keefe...
died 20 minutes ago.
[somber music]
*
.
- Family's holding
a vigil tomorrow.
I'd like to make an appearance.
- Of course.
How'd it go with Grissom?
- Managed to keep myself
on the right side
of an insubordination charge.
Severide.
Deputy didn't make it.
- I heard.
- Found out while I was
getting interrogated
by Chief Grissom.
He suggested the two of you had
a conversation about the call.
- We did.
- Well, in the future,
I'd appreciate keeping our
disagreements between us.
- Okay, well, did he
even mention what I said?
- He said you pushed
for rapid extrication,
and I ignored you.
Got an entire sermon
on command humility.
- Maybe it was one
worth hearing.
I didn't--I didn't sell
you out, Casey!
That's not who I am.
You should know that.
*
- What's your read
on your new captain?
He buckling under pressure?
Could always put someone else
in his post.
- Captain Casey
is a damn fine officer.
Anyone who takes aim at him
has to go through me.
- Understood, your house,
your call.
- What exactly are you getting
at, by the way,
if you don't mind me asking,
baiting my two officers
against each other?
- I remember my first few years
on Squad.
Battalion Chief made it house
policy--every six months,
somebody was out on their ear.
Law of the jungle.
Kept us sharp, hungry,
responsive to command.
I know you got a bond
with these guys,
but we're running
a city service,
not a day care, Wallace.
Here's what I can do.
I'll call HQ,
work a little magic.
Have them spin it so there's
no blowback to the captain.
That'd be a favor.
Me to you.
- And I'll remember that.
- Anything comes up on this,
you'll be the first to hear.
I'd appreciate the same.
- Without question.
- Good to see you again, Chief.
- Yep.
- I'll keep in touch.
[dynamic music]
*
- What'd I do?
- I'll be pulling some
overtime,
so I need you
to go shopping.
Station got hit
with a triple homicide,
cartel-related,
real bloodbath.
Where's your pen?
- I will have one shortly.
- Mm-hmm.
- Hey, Trudy...
- What?
Christopher, use your words.
- Would you mind maybe ixnaying
on the homidenay
around the kidnay?
- Oh, hey, squirt.
Hand me the remote.
- Are you a police officer?
- I'm a police sergeant.
- Have you ever used your gun?
- Sure.
I got some stories.
- Hey.
- So, it's looking
like Casey and I
can't go to the spa after all.
He wants to pay his respects
at the deputy's vigil,
and I don't blame him.
- No, of course.
- Here's the good news.
- Are you serious?
- Yeah, the passes expire
at the end of the month,
and it'd be a shame to let it
go to waste.
I know it doesn't include
Chinese takeout, but--
- No.
I don't know what to say.
- You don't have
to say anything.
Early birthday gift.
- Wh--hey,
these are for two.
- Yeah, invite someone.
- Right.
Hey, Stella, any interest
in a spa day with me tomorrow?
- I would, but I got a date.
Sorry.
- Mm.
- Ah, ask your roomie!
- Ask me what?
- Um, nothing, it's just Dawson
gave me these passes
for a spa treatment tomorrow,
so...
- For real?
- Um, yeah, I'm sure it's--
- Shoulder's been stiff from
doing R&D on the Slamigan.
Massage sounds good.
Tomorrow, you said?
- Um...
- Great! See you there?
- Uh, yeah, for sure.
- Sweet.
- 'Sup?
- What are you doing up here?
- Heard you and Casey
got into a tiff,
and, uh, the thought of you
sitting up here
brooding all alone
was too sad to ignore.
- No one's brooding.
- Nah, I--I got gum.
So, uh, are you two--
- Don't.
- I've never been up here.
It's nice.
- It is.
[tires screeching]
- Whoa--stop the car!
- That doesn't sound good.
- Hello!
Hel-lo!
Hey, where is everyone,
huh?
Where are all the firemen?
- Hey.
What's the trouble?
- The trouble?
My buddy's dead, man.
That's the trouble.
What are you doing?
Kicking back?
Smoking a damn cigar?
- You want to help
your friend, here?
- I don't need help!
- Come on, man, cool it.
- Who is this?
Are you the Chief?
- Yes, I am.
You should listen
to your friend.
Get in the car and leave
before you say something
you're gonna regret.
- Keefe was counting on you.
You let him down, man,
you let him down!
And the next time you all find
yourself in a jam
and you want to call
on us for help,
I want you all
to keep that in mind!
- Sam, come on.
Let's go.
- I'm going, bro.
I'm going.
[somber music]
*
.
- I know a few
of these county guys.
They're just blowing off steam.
If you want, I can put
in a good word,
see if it doesn't
smooth things over.
- Anything you think
might help.
- Happy to.
- Appreciate it.
- Look...
You had a split-second
decision to make.
Lives on the line.
Most of these guys have been
there at some point or another.
Just give 'em time,
they'll understand.
- Thanks, Trudy.
- Sure.
- I'll walk you out.
- Still think it's a good idea
to go to that vigil?
- I want to pay my respects.
If there's trouble,
we'll leave.
- You sure she was being
genuine with her invitation?
- I figured she was.
- Mm-hmm.
Well, what'd you say?
- I said, yeah, why not?
- [laughs] Dude, Joe.
- What "dude, Joe"?
Look, getting a massage
sounds a lot better
than hanging in the apartment
all day.
- Don't you think it's
a little intimate?
- It's not like we're massaging
each other.
- Do what you have to do, okay?
Just know that the success
of the Bruzotis experiment
has always depended on a
carefully balanced alchemy--
- Mm-hmm.
- Well-timed game nights--
- Mm-hmm.
- And respect
for personal space.
So if you ruin this,
I will not be happy.
- What exactly was Cindy
mad about?
- Well, she says that I didn't
give Annabelle, you know,
quote unquote "the
real firehouse experience,"
whatever that is.
- Did you take her
on the truck?
- What? Heck no!
That hunk of bolts
with the busted safety belts,
are you out of your mind?
- Yeah, how about
a ladder demonstration?
- Did you show her how
the engine pump works?
- Mouch, do you know how
an engine pump works?
- Yeah, I'm with Cindy
on this one.
There was a lot of TV going on
yesterday.
- Okay, fine, all right?
You know,
maybe I could've done more,
but, I mean,
is it so bad if my little girl
decides that she doesn't want
to do some dangerous job
that her dad does?
I mean, she's a smart kid.
- Okay, all I'm saying
is that your little girl
is her own person.
And one day, she might throw
you a curveball.
- She's eight! I got a few
years before she comes home
with a nose ring.
Right?
- We don't have to stay long,
stick around for a minute,
make a donation, head out.
- I'll follow your lead.
- Excuse me.
You folks family, friends,
or with the department?
You both look familiar,
I just can't remember where.
- I'm Matt Casey, and this
is my wife, Gabriela Dawson.
We, uh--met last night.
[solemn music]
- That's what I thought.
You a fireman.
- I am.
- Both of you?
- Paramedic.
Same house though.
- We just wanted to come,
pay our respects.
*
- Keefe was a good guy.
You know, one of the really
rare ones.
- I can imagine.
- No, man, you can't.
Keefe was the kind of guy
that made everyone
around him better.
He made me better.
*
And now...what?
Leaves behind a wife.
There's no kids,
a bunch of empty plans.
How do you make sense of that?
- I don't know.
*
- You drinking something?
- No, no.
- No, we're good, thanks.
- Come on. I'll introduce you
to some of the guys.
*
[soothing music]
- Good afternoon,
are you ready for bliss?
- Uh...well, I'm about
90% ready for bliss.
I'm--I'm still waiting on my
spa partner, he's running late.
- Not a problem.
- And--
And just--just to be clear,
when I say partner, I don't
mean it in a romantic sense.
- Sure.
- We're friends.
Um, could I ask your advice?
How do I make sure that
I don't send the wrong message
in this scenario?
I mean, he's a very sweet guy
with a smile
that you never want
to see go away,
and it's not as if there aren't
feelings there anymore,
it's just I don't want
to lead him on.
- Sorry, sorry, came as fast
as I could.
[upbeat music]
- Oh, no, no, ha, it's--
- Oh, yeah, Cruz
had a family thing,
didn't really catch
the details.
Do we get to keep these robes
at the end?
Or is there some sort
of charge for that?
- I'll go get your masseuses.
*
- [chuckles nervously]
- Mmm, good call
on the thin crust.
I could eat, like, three more.
- I won't judge.
- Okay, good.
The guy that I--that
I stay with,
he always keeps us stocked
in the fridge.
- This is the, um, Squad guy,
right?
[lounge music]
- Yep.
- How long you guys been
living together?
- Not long.
It just--I--I lost
my apartment
and he let me crash.
That's all.
*
Can we talk about
something else?
- Yes, we can.
- Okay.
- Um, oh!
Guy in my company says
he has this plan.
He wants to pull a prank
on some old friends
from his academy class--
- It's also...
it's not a permanent thing,
this whole living situation
with Severide.
And I just wanted
to put that out there
just in case you were worried.
- I wasn't.
- Okay.
- So anyway, Bryce--
he's the guy.
- Mm.
[rock and roll music]
- Hey.
- Hey, Chief.
What are you having?
- Scotch neat, plus another
of whatever
Kelly's having over here.
- I'm straight, thanks.
- I hear congratulations
are in order.
Word at headquarters is you're
getting a commendation
for tackling that prisoner.
- First
I've heard of it.
- Hey, hold your head up.
This is good news.
*
- Did you put in
for the award?
- All that matters
is how you use this
to your maximum advantage.
The wind isn't always
at your back, Kelly,
so you have to take these
moments when they come.
- A sheriff's deputy
just died.
My friend's
catching heat for it.
- So go light a candle.
Come on, Kelly.
You're smart. This is
how you leapfrog.
[dramatic music]
Look, you can keep going
out there, swinging an axe
until a bad call
gets you laid up forever.
Or you could do the work
and earn yourself
a permanent spot at the table.
Now, your father would agree--
- To hell with my father.
And to hell with this.
I got into this job to save
lives, not to play leapfrog.
Find someone else for whatever
you're trying to do here.
I'm not your guy.
*
.
- You see our guy?
You want to call for backup?
All right, your collar.
Let's do this.
[dramatic music]
*
Christopher Herrmann?
- Hey there!
Annabelle,
what are you doing here?
- Mommy signed me up to be
a Junior Police Explorer.
- Oh, she did, did she?
- You want to do me a favor
and put your hands
where we can see them?
- Why? What's going on?
*
- That's a written
warning.
Truancy violation.
Apparently, you failed
to properly notify
your daughter's school
prior to her
Take Your Daughter to Work Day
absence on Wednesday.
- I was supposed to do that?
- Next time,
it'll be a $300 fine.
- Whoa, 300 bucks? You--
*
Okay, fine, sorry, Sergeant.
- You want to hit the road?
- Bye, Daddy.
*
- All right.
Stay safe, have fun.
- Let's vamanos.
Donuts are on me, dude.
- Okay.
*
- Who would've guessed Herrmann
has a cop in the family?
- Hey, don't even think it.
- [whistles]
- Shoot! Thank you.
- Yeah, no worries.
- Hey, Kelly, um...
you know I appreciate you
letting me crash
these past few weeks,
but I think it's time.
Um, I'm gonna start
that apartment search again.
- No rush.
- Lieutenant, Chief wants you.
[cup thuds down]
[light knock]
- Chief.
- I got a call
from headquarters.
Looks like you're getting
a commendation for your efforts
on that call the other day.
- Right, I, uh...
I heard something like that
was in the works.
- Well, I just want to give you
the good news,
start the shift off.
- Appreciate it.
The thing is...
I'd rather pass.
- Pass?
- On the commendation,
respectfully.
I just prefer to do my job
without a ton of fanfare
about it.
- I don't think anybody could
ever accuse you
of being in it
for the glory, Kelly.
What's this about?
Is it Grissom?
- He thinks of me like a son.
Has his own plans
for my future.
I'm pretty sure he cooked up
this commendation
to try to motivate me
up the chain of command.
And I don't want it!
- Kelly,
I understand not wanting
to be defined
by somebody else's ambition.
But you gotta learn to take
credit when credit's due.
[alarm blares]
- Truck 81, Squad 3,
Ambo 61,
Hazmat Unit.
Industrial accident,
Lakeshore Drive.
[sirens wailing]
[horns honking]
[suspenseful music]
*
- We need an EMS plan one
and a still and box alarm.
- Let's get everyone cleared
back as far as possible.
Dawson.
Get triage started.
- Already on it.
- Severide, as soon as Hazmat
gives their assessment,
I want you leading the charge.
- Yeah, you got it, Captain.
- Come on, let's get you
out of here.
- There's still
a ton of people inside.
There was an explosion
in the welding area.
Pipes are bursting all over.
I smelled smoke...
I think it was chlorine.
- Engine 51, get a fog line
covering the main door.
We still have victims inside.
- Chief, we're in a highly
combustible situation
that's gonna get worse
as long as that gas is flowing.
We need to get in there,
see if we can stem
the chlorine leak
before it combines
with more acetylene
and we get another explosion.
- Understood. I want you
working with Squad.
You go in, you locate
the source.
Truck 81, you handle
search and rescue.
- Copy that, Chief.
Mouch, Otis, Herrmann,
with me.
Kidd, stay behind
in case we need anything.
- Yes, sir!
- Go. Let's go!
- I'm thinking following
that smoke should lead us
towards the leak.
*
This way!
[Breathing apparatuses pumping]
- This place is a maze!
[men coughing]
- Casey!
- Grab whoever you can!
- Copy that.
- Chief, we got several victims
down at our location, over.
[radio crackling]
- Metal and concrete's
interfering with reception!
- Over here!
We need some help!
- Hey, buddy, don't worry.
We'll get you outta here.
[tense music]
- Right here! Right here!
She's right here.
- [moaning, crying]
- Ma'am.
Ma'am, can you hear me?
- [moaning]
[breaking up]
Kidd, can you hear me?
- Barely.
- We need the cutters
down here, quick!
- Copy! I'm on my way!
- Chief!
Chlorine and acetylene levels
are both rising again.
If those two gases
find each other,
the blast'll be twice the size
as the last one.
- How much time?
- Hard to say--five,
ten minutes if the release
rate holds steady.
[overlapping chatter]
[people coughing]
- All units, let's wrap it up
in there.
Let's start working
towards an exit.
Severide, we are running
out of time
for you to shut down
those leaks.
- Yeah, copy that, Chief!
[tense music]
Over here!
*
[men coughing]
- All right, we need to find
the main shutoff valve
for the acetylene and the
chlorine. Where're they at?
- Acetylene valves
are right up there.
Chlorine tank is up
on the roof!
- All right, Capp, Cruz,
get these guys out!
- Yeah, you got it!
Hey buddy, let's go, come on!
I got you!
- Hey, Chief,
we found the location of the
acetylene shutoff valve.
- Copy!
[electricity crackling]
- Right there!
This should be it!
- The acetylene shutoff valve?
- Right!
*
Damn thing's stiff!
Probably hasn't been moved
in years.
- Hey, be careful, man!
- Ah--
- Zach!
.
[dramatic music]
[gas rushing]
- Zach!
*
Hey!
Hey, Zach, talk to me, man!
- [gasping]
- Just breathe, man!
- [gasping]
- Mayday! This is Squad 3.
I got a man down!
Chief, the valve's
compromised.
I can't shut the gas
off from here.
- Casey!
*
Casey!
- Kidd, Kidd, up here!
*
[Kidd indistinct]
- Help me hold her in place.
- Yeah.
- Mayday, this is Squad 3.
I got a man down.
[radio crackling]
I repeat, mayday!
- Kidd!
Hold her still
while I cut the brace.
- Yeah!
[cutter whirring]
[woman screaming]
- Chief!
With the valve blown,
our release rate just spiked.
We got maybe three minutes.
May not have enough time
to evacuate
everyone we've got in there.
- Got it.
All units, pull out.
Pull out now!
[breaking up]
You have...immediately...copy!
- Just keep breathing, man.
- Hey, Chief, I haven't seen
any sign of Casey.
He should've been out by now.
- Casey, report.
[static]
- It's like a crypt in there,
you can hardly get
a signal in or out.
- Casey, you have to evacuate
immediately, do you copy?
- Kidd, how's your sense
of direction?
- I can't tell
if we're coming or going.
[woman coughing]
- Dead end.
Damn it.
- Captain.
- This way. Come on.
- [breaking up]
Casey, report. C...report.
*
- Severide!
- Cruz!
Here, take him!
[coughing]
Hey, Cruz.
How many people
are down there?
- A ton!
*
Wait--
Where are you going?
- There's a shutoff valve for
the chlorine on the roof
if I can get to it!
- No way, Lieutenant,
the Chief said--
- Hey--go!
- Lieutenant!
- That's an order!
- We're on the right track,
almost there.
- I see it!
- Chief, I'm headed for
the shutoff
valve on the roof.
See if I can
buy us some time.
- Wait, wait, wait,
stop, stop, stop, stop!
[woman whimpers]
- Is he out of his mind?
- What are you doing?
- Chief, I'm gonna help
Severide.
- Damn!
- Okay.
Got her?
- Yes!
- [coughing]
[coughing]
[coughing]
[gas hissing, whistling]
Come on!
- [heavy breathing]
Help!
- We gotcha.
- I got her.
[woman moans]
- Got her?
- Hey, is he okay?
What happened?
- Took in a heavy dose of smoke
and gas, but he's breathing.
- You okay?
- Where's Casey?
- He went to get Severide.
[gas whistling shrilly]
- [grunts]
- Severide!
- I almost got it!
- We gotta go!
- I'm not leaving
till I get this shut!
Damn it!
[metal squeals]
[hissing stops]
- Chief, I found Severide!
We slowed the gas
to buy some time,
but the valve won't stay
closed.
We need to hold it manually.
Should be able to keep it
at bay long enough
to get everyone out.
- Don't press your luck.
You see anything off,
you bail, understood?
- Copy, Chief.
If we live through this,
I can't tell if you'll get
a reprimand
or another commendation.
- I turned it down.
- You're joking, right?
- It was just something
that Grissom was pushing.
Tried to use it as a way
to toss me up the ladder.
- I suggested the commendation.
- So you?
- Yeah!
- Casey, Severide,
we're all clear.
Get out of there, now!
- Copy, Chief.
[suspenseful music]
- Come on.
- So what now?
Soon as we leave this thing,
it's gonna blow.
*
- How many steps
do you think it is
to the edge of the building?
- To do what? Jump?
- Sure.
We let go, make a break for it,
jump into the water.
Come on, get ready.
Count of three.
- This is insane.
- Let's go! One...
Two...
- Damn it, Casey.
- Three!
[metal squeaking]
[boom]
[wolf howls]