Chicago Fire (2012–…): Season 6, Episode 2 - Ignite on Contact - full transcript

When Boden learns that the school fire in which his wife was trapped was not an accident, he pressures Severide and Casey to find the cause.

School fire. 4548 West Quincy.

That's Donna's school!

- Donna!
- Wallace!

I got her! Hey, if you can
move, move!

Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Mrs. Wagner went in
for a second surgery,

and it is still critical.

Fire wasn't an accident.

I have successfully signed up
Firehouse 51

for the Firefighter Muster!

This is just for a few weeks.



Feel free to do whatever
you need to do.

I'm Hope, Sylvie's friend.

I just wanted you to know
that you can text me anytime.

See? I knew this roomie
situation

was gonna work out great.

Cheers.

Well, I didn't lie, right?

Over Easy's the best breakfast
in Chicago.

Totally. I'm telling you,
I love every part of this city.

Feels so good to get
out of Fowlerton.

Even if it was just
for a little bit.

Is everything okay back at home?

Yeah, it's fine. It's just
you know... Fowlerton.

Come on, you bum!
Move your tail!



Shift's starting!

Hey, Hope.

Hi, Otis!

I'm so sorry about
these buffoons!

Thank you for the ride, and
I hope you enjoy Sears Tower.

Thanks. I will.

Really mature
behavior, as usual.

You guys jumped like a foot
out of your seats.

Yeah, any chance
you had with Hope is gone.

What? No, women love
that kind of stuff.

I'm a woman.

Not in those pants.

Donna believes the fire was
intentionally set.

Did one of the students
see what happened?

No. Nobody was there
when it started.

But after the fire, when
we were outside the school,

the way the chem lab students
were whispering to each other...

it's like they knew something.

Did you hear anything
specific? Any names?

- Anything?
- No.

A lot of the faculty have
reached out.

We brought in a counselor,

but none of these students
will talk.

So you think
one of the students did this?

Yeah. I just don't
know which one,

and if any of the others
saw it happen.

Look, I know all of this sounds
really vague, but...

Donna's instincts with
the case are dead on.

She says they're hiding
something, then they are.

What does OFI say?

They're still investigating
the scene.

I just spoke with Lt. Hubble.
She says with all the chemicals

stored in the lab,
and all the gas lines,

they're just going to go
under the assumption that

it was an accident, unless
we find evidence of arson.

Meanwhile, Jamie Wagner
is in the hospital

with burns all over her body.

I'd like you two to go
to the school.

Make sure OFI doesn't
miss anything.

Yeah, you got it, Chief.

Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance
61, motor vehicle accident

on Lakeshore Drive and Lincoln.

We'll do everything we can.

Great, squad's here.

C'mon, Severide, let us have
some fun once in a while.

You think I want to break
a sweat, Labedzki?

- Where's your lieutenant?
- Down below.

Hey, Wolanski! We got
Truck 81 and Squad 3 here.

Just let us know
where you want us.

Okay, stand by. I'm gonna get
this driver stabilized...

Get out of there!

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Need some help here!

81! We need some weight
on that back end!

Kidd, secure the wreck
to our tow hook!

- Copy!
- And Cruz...

let's grab some airbags.

Airbags! Copy!

Hey, Wolanski! Look at me!
How are you feeling?

Good, just pull me out.

- Okay.
- Worth a try.

He's not moving.

Let's hurry up
with those airbags!

It's getting harder to breathe!

I keep telling you, Wolanski.
Lay off the donuts!

Don't make me laugh.
I'll break a rib.

What's happening over there?

Sorry, lieutenant! Get it
together, 81! What the hell?

Easy, Labedzki, it was
nobody's fault.

- Yeah, right!
- Come on, Kidd!

- Ready?
- Almost there!

- Got it!
- All right.

Let me know
when you're ready, Cruz.

Good to go.

All right, up on one.

All right, up on two!

All right, all right.

- Okay, on three, pull. Ready?
- Yep.

One... two... three!

Dawson, Brett!

I'm okay.

- Don't move. Don't move.
- I'm okay.

We gotta make sure.

No, I'm okay.
Don't worry about me.

Take care of the driver.

Thank you.

- He's stabilized.
- All yours, guys.

- Watch his head.
- You got him?

You're welcome!

Hey Mouch, how many people
of the Polish persuasion

does it take to rescue
an injured motorist?

Are you funny now?
You a comedian?

Hey, relax, Labedzki.
I'm just checking your hearing.

Boy, you guys
from 51 really think

you're God's gift, don't you?

We bailed you out.
Be gracious about it.

Hey! Hey! Let's put all this
aggression where it belongs:

On the field at the AllChicago
SemiAnnual Firefighter Muster!

Are you kidding?
We'll knock you on your ass.

1,000 bucks says otherwise.

Wait... what? Mouch...

100 bucks a man.

You're on.

May the best house win.

You're welcome.

I'm gonna visit Jamie
after work.

Doctor says she's still
having a hard time breathing.

- Sorry to hear that.
- Yeah.

I'll join you.

How are you supposed to hold
class when most

of the second floor is
destroyed?

Math and science are in
the cafeteria for a few months

while they rebuild.

Some of those kids were
in the chem lab.

Maybe if I wasn't new here,
or had a smarter approach,

they'd talk to me.

Ellie, you've done
all that you can.

Doesn't feel like it.

Whoever started the fire is
still in there somewhere.

You still sure about that?

You may know fires, Wallace,

but I know kids.

You have to trust me.

I do.

I haven't told anyone
about this,

not even Trudy, but when
my heart stopped,

when I was going into the light,

I saw something.

I saw that I was surrounded

by all the people of 51.

We were hand in hand,
helping each other ascend

a grand staircase,

which rose up
towards a golden chalice.

Only now do I understand

the meaning of this vision.

We are going to win
the Firefighter Muster.

It's funny how you never
told us about this vision

until after you backed us
into a $1,000 bet.

Mock all you want, friends,
but I know what I experienced.

As your coach, I have assigned
each of you to an event

to maximize our chances
of winning.

- Mouch!
- Guys, come on.

Mouch almost died.

Are we really
going to deny him this?

Let's see the list.

How long are we gonna be
under this dead Mouch tyranny?

Can I see?

Hey look! It's you and me
on ladder throw. Not bad.

Hey, we're teamed up
for the hose stretch.

We will slay that.

Hey, you want to meet up
at Severide's after shift?

We could walk to that nearby
playground? Practice?

- Severide's?
- Yeah, I live there now.

Up the grand staircase
we go, 51!

Great work, buddy.
I can't wait to see

what my assignment is.

- There you go.
- Mouch, this is awesome.

I'm just wondering... you have me
on dummy drag?

And in paramedic training,
we don't do dummy drags.

Don't sell yourself short.

Buddy, you got me
here on the pole hang,

and it's just that's not
so good for me,

'cause I still got that shoulder
thing, so maybe we could...

The bucket brigade is all
lunkheads.

- I'm not doing it this year.
- Do not question the vision!

- Hey, Van Meter.
- Hey, Severide.

Hey, this is Matthew Casey.
Mind if we have a look around?

Sure thing, just wrapping up.
You guys work this fire?

Yeah. Find the cause yet?

We can confirm it started
in the chemistry lab,

but you knew that.

Classroom was empty,

sixth period chemistry
had just ended.

Somebody smelled smoke
and the teacher ran back here,

found a fire burning
on the counter.

She tried to put it out,
but it burned hot and fast,

fed by the various flammables
in the storage cabinet.

She probably succumbed
right away,

and the fire
continued to spread.

How did it start?

Chemicals on the counter.
Don't know what yet.

We figured maybe
an experiment was left out,

but then one of my guys
just spotted this.

Char line?

Somebody poured
a stream of accelerant

leading right to the door.

So arson.

We'll be escalating this
to a criminal investigation.

Donna was right.

Casey, isn't that where
we found the teacher?

Yep. Why? What are you thinking?

- Hey, Van Meter?
- What do we got?

These vinyl tiles are precode.

They should've been updated
years ago.

Instead, they just slapped
a layer of polyurethane down

- to cover it up.
- Okay.

This is how we got
our victim out.

In this direction,
down this path here.

Something must have scraped
the polyurethane,

Maybe a carabiner
on our webbing?

The fire burned the exposed
portion of the tiles,

leaving that trail.

So this char line was formed

after the fire was
already burning?

Definitely.
There was no accelerant here.

So, no arson.

No, you can't really blame
Van Meter.

I mean, he had no way of knowing

that we carved that trail
he was looking at.

I'm confused.

If it wasn't accelerant,

how did the fire start?

It could've been improperly
stored chemicals.

They had a lot of old, outdated
stuff in those cabinets.

Yeah, we just gotta get
the lab results.

Help me to understand this.

I sent you there to help OFI
look for signs of arson,

but instead you rule it out.

- We didn't rule it out, Chief.
- No.

Look, they were headed
down a blind alley

with the whole char line.
We just set them straight.

We have a teacher
that may not survive.

The police are not going to put
any resources into this thing

until it escalates to a criminal
investigation, so please,

go back there. You keep digging
until you find something

that can make that happen.

What if Donna's hunch is wrong?

All right. We'll take
another look, Chief.

I mean, really what does
he want us to do?

Cook up some evidence that
points to arson?

He just wants us to make sure

nothing falls through the
cracks.

And if we can't find anything?
Then what?

You're gonna be the one that
walks back in there

- and tells him?
- It's that bad?

Boden's not thinking
clearly on this one.

I understand
where he's coming from.

Donna could've died
in that fire.

What are we supposed to do?

We already checked
the classroom.

OFI is processing the samples.

Talk to the chemistry students.

Donna can't get anything out
of them.

Why would they talk to us?

Well, they've had a few days
for the shock to wear off,

and the gravity to sink in.

Anyway, people trust
firefighters.

They open up to us.

It's worth a try.

This is where we stuck
Mrs. Wagner's chemistry class.

Mr. Royce, these are the
firefighters

who rescued Mrs. Wagner.

Is it okay if they have a word
with your kids?

- Sure, of course.
- Great, thanks.

How you guys holding up?

I'm sure you've heard Mrs.
Wagner is in critical condition,

but please keep thinking
good thoughts.

I've seen people come back
from worse.

We're still trying to figure
out how the fire started.

We're wondering if anyone

noticed anything
that might help.

Any little detail.
A Bunsen burner left on.

A chemical spill on the counter.
Saw someone go into the lab.

Anything.

Are you the one who
saved that girl?

No, I didn't save her.
You guys did that.

- What's your name?
- Rashidi.

I heard someone screaming,
so I ran in there.

Her clothes were on fire.
I just tried to put 'em out.

- How's she doing?
- She's all right.

Second degree
burns on her legs, but...

It would've been a lot worse
if you weren't there to help.

Hey, Keith Moon.

Where were you when
the fire broke out?

Period's over.

Come on, Mateo. How about
a little cooperation?

Hey.

Takes a lot of guts to run into
a fire

when everyone else
is running the other way.

What is it, Rashidi?

Nothing.

Now I gotta get to trig.

Hey!

Hey, where did you find these
hoses? They look pretty new.

Yeah, I told Romero I needed
them for a class at the academy.

You slut! You know he has
a thing for you,

and you totally took advantage.

- He does not have a thing.
- Don't play coy with me.

It's been way too long
since we hung out.

I know, but at least
we get to work together.

Yeah, it's not the same.
We gotta try harder.

Make an effort for some girl
time, you know?

Yeah.

I didn't even know
you moved in with Severide.

It's no big deal.
It was a last minute thing.

He kind of swooped in
and saved the day.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

Look, I'm not hung up
on him at all,

if that's what
you're getting at.

Okay.

- Come on, let's see what you got.
- All right.

Rashidi was gonna say something,

but one look from Mateo,
and he just clammed up tight.

Yeah, he's intimidated for sure.

What's the deal
with this Mateo kid?

Mateo Cabrera, repeated
9th and 11th grades.

Always in trouble. You know,
fist fights, bullying.

Last year, he was suspended for
starting fires in a trash can

on school grounds.

Anybody know where Mateo was
when it all went down?

I pulled his schedule.
He had a free period

right after chem lab.
Could've been anywhere.

I also found out he was one of
four assigned to the lab table

where the fire started.

- Hard to argue with that.
- So what happens now?

I'll try and talk to Mateo.
See if he's got an alibi.

Talk to him? No,
you've got to lock him up.

- Donna.
- We don't have forensics yet

that makes this an arson.

You can't charge somebody
without a crime.

The other students could've
been killed by this kid,

and now they've got to sit next
to him in class?

- No, that's crazy.
- Mrs. Boden, I'm with you.

I will do what I can.

You get a confession out of
him, you don't need forensics.

Okay, let's manage
our expectations.

I gotta get him to talk
to me first.

- One step at a time.
- Okay.

Thanks for coming by.

I'll get this.

- Thanks.
- Chief? You're all here.

Sirs, I just wanted to make sure

we can count on you all
for the Muster tugofwar.

- It's kind of the big finale...
- Mouch.

- Yeah, Chief.
- I'm not putting my back out

because you made a bet with 87.

Okay.

Hey!

- Hey!
- What is this thing?

Dummy drag practice. I know
I can get better at this.

It's all in the lift.

Hey, Brett! We told you to
stop getting grabby

with the guys around
the firehouse!

I've carried plenty of victims
twice that size

on the stair chair.

Hey, forget two hands, okay?
Grab the dummy with one hand,

by the wrist, and you get
running!

It's good forward momentum.

No way. Two arms, backwards.
You just, you know start

with a good thrust, you get
going, and then use your own

weight to keep the momentum
moving. Okay?

- Okay.
- You're gonna do great!

All right?
Just takes some practice.

You're really lucky,
you know that?

To be part of
such a closeknit group.

It's like a family.

Yeah, it is.
For better or worse, trust me.

I'm gonna grab some water
in the kitchen

- 'cause you need it!
- Thanks, Hope.

Hey there.

Hey, you're still in Chicago.

For another week or so.

Don't forget you made a promise
we would hang out before I left.

That's not the kind of thing
that slips my mind.

Good.

That girl has been hanging out
at the firehouse a lot lately.

What?

What? Am I wrong?

No comment.

Ambulance 61, person down.
813371st Street.

Hey, Hope! I gotta go on a run,

but feel free to hang out.
I'll be right back.

- Will do.
- Okay.

I'm the one who called. I was
on my way to the rec center,

and I saw him on the ground.
He's taken a beating.

I can't move my arm.

Brett, isn't this the kid
from the school fire?

I remember you from
the school. What's your name?

My arm, man, it hurts.

His name is Rashidi.
Rashidi Taylor.

He's a lifeguard here
on the weekends.

All right, Rashidi.
You're gonna be okay.

We're gonna give you some
morphine,

it's gonna help with the pain.

Who did this to you?

I don't know. Some kids...
Maybe a group of them.

No one I know, definitely. I've
never seen any of them before.

- My God.
- Hang in there, Rashidi.

She's gonna give you
some morphine,

and that'll kick in
in a little bit.

I'll call your mom, Rashidi.

We're gonna get you
to climb up there, okay?

Okay.

He knows who attacked him.
He just didn't want to say.

- Wallace!
- Donna.

How did this happen?

How does a thing like this
happen?

It's a dislocated elbow.
Rashidi's gonna be fine.

But he's denying
that it's Mateo.

And you two didn't even
believe me about the fire.

We just heard.
I'm sorry this happened.

Did you hear about Jamie Wagner?

They just put her into
a medically induced coma.

Something about having to
protect lungs or something...

I don't know!
It doesn't look good.

When is Hubble getting
those lab results?

You want to call OFI again?

I can do more than that.

Ready, and go!

- Go.
- Set!

Raise it up!

- Set it down!
- Yep!

Lay it in!

Go! Go, go, go, go!

- You got this! Move it!
- Come on, come on, come on!

- 12 seconds!
- Yeah!

Best time since
Spider Ferguson and his brother

did 10 flat in '07!

And I think
they were on the juice.

How's that pole hang going,
Cruz?

Not great, but okay.

I'll be on the radio!

Whoa.

I hate this dumb dummy.

He is so unmanageable.

Yeah, it sucks when they won't
just do what you want them to.

Okay, let's get this guy
back in the closet

where he belongs.

Your friend Hope has been
visiting the firehouse a lot.

Yeah, yeah.
She really likes it here.

I think she might be dealing
with something back at home.

What kind of thing?

I don't know.

She won't tell me,
which is weird,

because growing up,
we shared everything.

People change.

I mean you don't notice so much
when you're around them,

but spend some time apart...

Whoa. You look as beat up
as I feel.

Musteritis.

I'm headed to the app floor.
I'll take your dummy.

Hey, Mateo.

Hey, I hear you like
intimidating people.

Get the hell away from me, man.

You beat up Rashidi,
and we know why.

He knows you lit that fire.

You sound like you got it
all figured out.

- I do.
- So what you want from me?

I want you to admit it.

Okay, sure. I dropped
Rashidi's punk ass,

and I chucked a match
in the chem lab. So what?

So what?

Your teacher could die.

That's not my problem, man.

That's all you got, man?

Get off of me!

Get off!

Lab results are in.
Where've you been?

Went to the high school.

What did you do?

- Got Mateo to confess.
- You're kidding.

Did you tell CPD or OFI?

- I'm calling Hubbell.
- No, hold up, Chief. I...

I don't... I don't think
he did it.

He said he threw a match,
but wasn't it a chemical fire?

Yeah, they tested the residue.

Calcium hypochlorite,
and polyethylene glycol.

That's two chemicals
that ignite on contact.

Why the hell is he talking
about lighting a match?

I don't know, but why would
he confess

to a crime he didn't commit?

This kid is damaged.

The hell knows
what makes him tick.

We don't even know
if it is a crime yet.

Let's dig in.

Come on.

What's all this?

OFI report on the school fire.

They calling it arson?

Just the lab results,
not a final determination.

- Yeah, but we know it's arson.
- How?

The fire was started with
chlorine and brake fluid.

Any kid with access
to YouTube knows

that that's a mixture
that blows up.

Still, those chemicals could
have come

into contact accidentally.

What's brake fluid doing
in a high school chemistry lab?

You mean polyethylene glycol?

Says here it has a lot
of laboratory uses.

Chlorine is pretty common.

Yeah, but it's not
pure chlorine.

It's calcium hypochlorite,
that's pool chlorine.

Like as in swimming pools?

Yeah.

This wasn't supposed to
happen, was it?

What?

One of the chemicals that
started the fire

was pool chlorine,

which you have access to
at your lifeguard job.

It wasn't supposed
to get so big.

I wanted a small fire
at Mateo's lab table.

He's lit one before, so maybe
they kick him out of the school,

and he couldn't push me around
anymore.

It just exploded.

I didn't know what to do.

II tried to get everyone
out of there.

I wanted to tell you
in the cafeteria, but...

Mateo thought you were trying
to blame it on him.

I was so quick to make
assumptions about Mateo.

I can understand why.

If you hadn't insisted
this was arson,

we might've missed
it altogether.

That could've been Donna
in that room.

Look, if I was...

too bullheaded,

not rational enough, then I'm...

We get it, Chief.

You did good.

Didn't think I'd enjoy
the Muster this much.

Yeah, winning is fun.

Yeah, that's right.
Keep walking, McDowell.

You gloating, Kidd? You only
beat us by half a step.

Listen, I'll tell you what.

Come to Molly's tonight,
I'll buy you a beer.

- You know, help dull the pain.
- You're paying, I'll be there.

Okay.

See? I am a single, funloving
woman who can go out

and sex up Chicago all I want.

I'm not hung up on Severide
at all.

You know if you keep
saying that, it means

you're hung up on him, right?

Hey, what do you got
for us, Cruz?

I got second place
in the dummy drag.

Good job.

Better than third, I guess.

Mouch, I tried.
It's worth three points.

Whoa, dummy drag?
I had you on pole hang!

Mouch, I don't want to do
what you say anymore.

Finally.

Look, Mouch, I love you,

and I'm sorry that you
almost died because of me,

but I can't keep this up.

I can't keep doing everything
you say all of the time.

Three points. That leaves us
12 points behind 87.

Tugofwar's only worth 10!

So if nobody's doing the pole
hang, that's it! 1,000 bucks!

Look, Mouch. I didn't say
no one was doing the pole hang.

I just said I wasn't.

Yeah!

Okay.

Brett!

- Brett!
- Yeah, Brett!

- Hang in there, Brett!
- Come on! Hang in there!

Happy thoughts! You got this!

- This big guy's got nothing!
- He's sliding down!

He's slipping, you're good!

- Hang on!
- Go for the world record!

Are you kidding me?

My God! God!

Four more points
we can still beat 87!

Firehouses 51 and 87

please report
to the tugofwar arena.

This is it! All the marbles!

- Get done!
- Just go big!

Come on!

Bad news, Mouch!

- Nazarko?
- Our secret weapon.

No, no, no, no.
He's not active duty.

- He just had his stomach stapled!
- He's back at work next shift.

The doc signed off.
Deal with it.

- We're done for.
- 'Scuse me.

Hey! Not so fast!

- Yeah!
- It is on now!

- Whoo!
- Yeah!

What are we waiting for?

Yeah! Yes!

- Come on 51!
- Dig! Come on, dig!

Come on!

Come on, 51!

Hey, hey, hey.
You're off the hook.

Listen, I know what it's like
when everybody

already has their mind made up
about you.

Sometimes it's easier just
to let them think the worst.

It doesn't have to be like that.

You decide who you are.
Not them.

But you can't go around
beating people up

every time you feel
disrespected.

It'll take you down a dark road.
Trust me.

You got a second chance here,
Mateo.

Don't blow it.

Yo!

The teacher.

Is she gonna make it?

Things are looking up.

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