Previously on Chicago Fire.
Seems that we have an infestation, known as the common snitch.
Something you want to say to me?
Meet my girl, Isabella.
Sounds like you could use some campaign help.
- Do you want to celebrate later? - Yeah, sounds like fun.
He wants you to promise you won't go away, like Mom and Dad.
I'm right here, guys. I'm not going anywhere.
You're really into this Jay guy, aren't you?
Yeah, I think I am.
I want a new deal. See, my man Jay here,
- he's been assessing your business. - You came here to spy on us?
- I know who our arsonist is. - BODEN: Hadley?
MCLEOD: If one of your former men is now setting fires,
it doesn't exactly cast your leadership in the most flattering light.
We know you started this fire!
I want to know why Arson Investigation
is wasting their time checking Hadley's alibis?
He uses timing devices. He could set a fire downtown
and be in Skokie before the first bell.
He craves attention. That's what this is about.
If he thinks nobody's watching,
maybe that will throw him off his game and he could get sloppy.
So sit around and wait for him to start another fire? Provoke him?
Whatever, this is...
Wallace really screwed the pooch on this, huh?
How do you let a guy like Hadley just...
Wait, Pop, no one saw this coming.
It's only you and the Fire Marshal's office
that seem to think he had a red flag pinned to his chest.
(footsteps approaching)
Can I borrow you a sec?
Hey, Benny.
(sighs) Please tell me we're not making a huge mistake here.
- (door opening) - What's up, roomies!
What's up, Otis? Do you need a hand?
My brother's unloading the U-Haul outside. He's fine.
(grunts)
- What's up, bro? (laughs) - Hey.
- Hey, pal. - Hey.
- Oh, man. How awesome is this, huh? - (chuckles)
Oh, er... you know, I figured there's three walls, we each get one. Right?
- Mm-hmm. - I love it.
OTIS: (laughs) I knew you would!
- HERRMANN: What's vodka in Russian? - Vodka.
Hey, you guys got your cut last week.
What, you want to turn me upside down and shake another dime out of my pocket?
I'm just here to see Gabby.
She don't want to see you, buddy. Get lost.
You got a problem, pal?
This doesn't involve you, alright?
When a dirt bag like you comes sniffing around for a friend of mine,
I'm involved.
I don't care who you work for or how many kneecaps you break every week,
you don't scare me.
Stay the hell away from her.
Careful, Griffin. No flipping off the bars, OK, buddy?
GRIFFIN: I won't.
You're a natural. You're gonna be a great dad.
One day.
You still need me to watch them after next shift?
Yeah, that'd be great. I got a couple of repair jobs I've got to get to.
- (phone ringing) - OK.
Everything alright?
(exhales heavily)
I really stepped into it with this guy Jay.
Complete loser, and I'm trying to end it and he won't... he won't let it go.
I'd be more than happy to have a conversation with him.
No, no, it's nothing I can't handle. Thanks, though.
Last order of business. I'm going to need a couple of volunteers
to help me with the new Wellness Program for this house.
It involves workshops, physical exams.
I believe we all have to have some kind of new fitness diary.
(groaning)
So, volunteers.
BODEN: I don't have all day.
Good.
Mills, Shay, you are now the new Wellness Reps.
- (alarm buzzing) - (laughing)
DISPATCHER: Ambulance 61, person in distress, 398 Wells Street.
That's Darryl. (sighs)
- Our favourite frequent flyer. - BODEN: Dismissed.
Hey, Chief, this call, he's a nice guy, but he just wants company.
It's a nuisance call.
There's nothing we can do about that, because we can't refuse a call. Go.
Here we go.
SHAY: Darryl. How you been, buddy?
Oh, I've missed you. You're looking as beautiful as ever.
- Oh, aren't you the charmer? - Let's sit up, bud, come on.
There we go.
(sighs, chuckles)
Let's see your finger.
OK, your blood sugar is 43. Why is it so low, Darryl?
I know you like it when we come visit you,
but you have to check your levels, OK?
And eat after you take your insulin.
Alright, I'm going to check what's in the fridge.
You always take such good care of me.
DAWSON: We talked about this, Darryl.
This is a lot of time and expense for a glucose shot.
And we have other things to do.
SHAY: OK.
Bologna and cheese, and no chips. What's up with that, Darryl?
You know I can't live without my girl.
- Mm-hm. Another bite. - Well, may I suggest
joining a chat room and let us do our jobs.
Yeah, she's right, Darryl. I mean, this has got to stop.
You know, you have no idea what you mean to me, Leslie.
SHAY: Oh, well, that's sweet.
Whoa, Darryl? Darryl, er...
Put the gun away right now, Darryl.
You know I can't live without you.
You don't... you don't have to live without me, Darryl.
I got this, Shay.
I'm not kidding, Darryl. Put the gun on the floor now!
(gun clicks)
Darryl...
Look, er... just... Just give me the gun, OK?
And, er...
And we can go to Vegas tomorrow and get hitched, OK?
Just give me the gun.
OK, sweetheart? Just... just give me the gun.
- Darryl. - (gunshot)
(gasps)
(gasping)
(sighs)
BODEN: The two of you should head to the Lakeshore
to get checked out for blood exposure.
I'll notify medical. Meet you there with the paperwork.
Look, take whatever time you need to deal with this.
Anything I can do for you, just let me know.
Hey, you alright?
Fine, thanks.
Yeah, you know, we're OK.
CRUZ: Yo, Mr President.
Not even close. Lot of ground to make up.
You're going to walk all over Sullivan.
It's going to be like the Harlem Globetrotters against those white dudes.
- The Washington Generals. - That's them.
Isabella says I got to campaign like an underdog.
Politics 101.
Rat.
The, er, ambo sound OK to you?
Yeah, why?
Thought I heard a weird sound in the engine on our way back.
I didn't hear anything.
It's like a grinding sound.
Anyhow, I'm going to have the Fleet come take a look at it,
cos the last thing I need is for it to break down on me on a run.
Give me your shirt. I'll wash it with mine.
No, I'm good.
(sighs)
(gasps)
(whimpering)
Hey.
(sighs)
You OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
If there's anything I can do on my end, name it.
Actually, being here in the house helps.
I'll be fine.
Listen, you've got to take care of yourself.
Forget about watching the boys. I'll call my sister.
No. No, no, no.
Actually, spending time with them is kind of exactly what I need right now.
OK.
OK. (clears throat)
What was that about?
I need you to write up a full report of all interactions between Hadley
and everybody in this house since we let him go.
That is per McLeod.
What is that got to do with saving money?
Hey, why doesn't she have her in-house rat, Clarke, write up the report?
He's been informing on us anyway.
Hey, hey, hey.
We've just got to deal with it. OK?
Thanks.
MOUCH: There she is!
You'd never catch me up there. I'm terrified of heights.
- Great view, though. - (scoffs)
Hey, you staying for lunch? I'm making chicken adobo.
I might take you up on that.
I'm going to be shadowing my candidate for the next couple of shifts.
We're getting some day-in-the-life pics of Randy to use in his campaign.
I've been told I possess an everyman quality.
Oh, yeah. I can see my Uncle Luis right there around the gut.
ISABELLA: So, I set up a meet and greet at the rec centre down the block.
Friendly crowd, local firefighters.
- It's a great photo op. - Fantastic.
ISABELLA: And we have time to get some shots around the house first.
MOUCH: Sure.
Ed?
We've got to talk about Gail McLeod.
Chief, believe me, nobody's happy about making budget cuts.
BODEN: Look, I understand. Ms McLeod has a budget to worry about.
But she's crossed a line. It's getting personal.
She's making all kinds of insinuations about me, how I run my firehouse,
how I dealt with Hadley, which is not her job!
Look, if she wants to crunch her numbers,
let her crunch her damn numbers.
But you have got to get her off my ass.
I'll see what I can do.
You get that email from McLeod about the new inventory request forms?
Yeah, I got it.
I wish you would have let me handle Darryl.
Thanks, Dawson. That's exactly what I needed to hear to make my day.
I'm not blaming you, Shay.
Good. Cos I was doing just fine
without you berating the man with a gun in his hand.
Well, somebody needed to defuse the situation.
Maybe he just needed to know that somebody cared, you know?
Then again, maybe you didn't. I couldn't tell.
Of course I care. I just don't need to lead him on to show him.
Come on. We were just having fun with each other.
And look where it led.
I didn't pull the trigger.
Let me remind you that I'm the paramedic in charge on Ambulance 61.
If you had stepped back like I asked, Darryl might still be alive right now.
Shay, I'm sorry, OK? I didn't mean to...
Sure you did! By all means, blame me for what happened.
Call in a report with the Paramedic Chief.
Whatever you need to do to feel better, but do not talk to me.
We will work together, that's it.
- CASEY: There he is. Hey, buddy. - Appreciate it.
- Hey, buddy! - Good going tiger.
CRUZ: Nice food.
Did you make this little spread happen?
Would it impress you if I did?
Psst.
Who's paying for all the signage and snacks?
You are.
Then can we just keep it to chips and salsa next time?
Go. Mingle. Remember, no talking points, no pressure.
Just have fun.
Good to see ya, Martinez! I'm counting on your vote.
HADLEY: Hey, Mouch!
If you're such a great union rep,
why did you turn your back on a union brother?
This guy,
this guy was supposed to represent me,
when I was being forced out of my job.
Why don't you go home?
Because it's my union, too.
I never lied about what happened.
I apologized.
I did everything right.
What did you do?
This guy was afraid to stand up to the brass.
You call that leadership?
I call it a damn joke.
Your side of the story. Obviously.
(laughs)
You still the one feeding Pouch?
- Get out. - Where's Severide?
In the change out room, banging another secretary?
I said get out!
Don't forget to vote.
I heard what happened with your paramedics this morning. I...
How are they holding up? Are they alright?
They're working through it.
I understand you spoke to Ed Yates over at CFD Headquarters.
I did. I'm more than happy to tell you exactly what I told him.
No, no, thank you. He's brought me up to speed.
Erm... Ed has been informed that I'm accountable to the State,
not to the City of Chicago, and not to the CFD.
So your concerns, they're not really his department.
Well, thank you for coming all this way just to inform me of that.
Anything else I can do for you?
What gets you up in the morning wanting to be a battalion chief?
Why do you still want to do it?
You know, I'm not going to stand here
and be insulted by somebody who has no idea of the concept
about what it is to be a firefighter.
You want to know how I do my job and why I do it?
You know what you can do?
Ask around.
He showed up at a union meeting? Are you kidding me?
You're surprised?
He's unhinged. I'm telling you, he's going to kill somebody.
MCLEOD: I'm just doing my job, Chief.
Who's the broad with Boden?
SEVERIDE: Mm. McLeod.
She's a consultant that the State sent to close firehouses.
That's right, Wally. Take on the State.
BODEN: Maybe you should let me get back to my job.
BENNY: Good strategy.
So basically... (clears throat)
everybody has to keep track of their calorie count,
and report them to me so that I can put them in my special binder.
Is Mills going to tell us how many calories he's putting in everything?
- Better not. - (laughter)
McLeod can't force us to participate.
We have a contract!
SHAY: Mouch is right. You have the right to opt out,
if you prefer to pay the higher insurance premium.
MILLS: All right, so the next thing is,
they're trying to encourage us to be more active.
So they're giving out fitness bonuses to anybody who can pass the fitness test.
Yeah? Cash bonuses?
No. Gift certificates to...
Oh, my God.
Salad King!
- ALL: Ohh! - Good enough. What's the test?
Push ups for men of your age range...
My age range?
- Start counting. - (all yelling)
Guys, no. Look, you've got to file a form.
There you go, buddy!
CRUZ: His salad's gonna be on me, baby!
You gotta schedule it. You gotta sign...
(alarm buzzing)
DISPATCHER: Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61, car accident.
(sirens)
That car was trying to beat somebody to a spot.
He just ploughed right through the wall!
She's barely breathing.
- (screaming) - Everybody get back!
Somebody get us out of here!
(grinding sound)
WOMAN: Oh, God. What do I do?
She's my best friend.
Stay calm, ma'am. We'll get you both out.
Casey, get that car out of the drop area and pull those pin ins out.
Got it. Mills! Get the chain.
BODEN: Severide, stabilize that car.
There's not enough clearance to get the rig in. We'll have to take the aerial.
There's no time. Get what you need from the Squad and load it in the buggy.
- I'll drive you up. - Alright, come on.
Driver's losing a lot of blood. At least half a litre.
Be ready. Doesn't look like she's got a lot of time.
- Hey ma'am? Ma'am, Can you hear me? - Uh-huh.
BODEN: Let's go, let's go, let's go!
(sirens)
OK, I want you to take your scarf
and see if you can tie it around the upper part of her arm
to stop the bleeding, OK?
DAWSON: A little higher up, right under her shoulder.
Is it safe to get out of the car?
Relax, pal. We're going to get you out.
We don't have time to stabilize the car.
Chief, I'll go on line and pull the guy out through the back.
- Clarke, you secure the rope. - Yes, sir.
DAWSON: Tight as you can. Good.
BODEN: These cables aren't going to hold much longer.
Throw me the chains! Come on!
- On line! - Good to go.
One, two, three, go.
- Help me! - It's OK.
I can feel the car sliding!
SEVERIDE: You've got to sit still! Don't move! I'm coming in.
Chains hooked up.
- Cover your face! - (grunts)
(car groans)
- You're doing great. - She's getting pale.
I don't know if it's tight enough.
Please, just get me out of this thing.
- CRUZ: How we doing on that chain? - Almost there.
Let's get going. Come on!
(metal groans)
Easy. I got you.
Cruz, hit it!
- CASEY: Everybody get back! Get back! - (tyres screech)
SEVERIDE: One, two, three, go!
CASEY: Watch out!
CASEY: Cruz, grab the Hurst!
CRUZ: That's it.
CRUZ: Put it there. Let's get these doors off.
- MOUCH: Got it! - Right behind you, Mills.
MILLS: I need to get a C-collar on her.
- CASEY: You got her? - SHAY: Watch her shoulder.
CASEY: She's clear!
OTIS: On three. One, two, three!
Did it work?
I don't even know if she's still alive.
You saved her life.
Dude, dude, dude.
This new apartment is working out great!
Last night, we opened up this 18-year-old bottle of whiskey
Severide's dad got him. Freakin' awesome!
- Good for you. - What's up your ass?
(sighs) Nothing, Otis.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Is this about the third bedroom?
Because you said I could have it.
I just think it might get a little crowded with Severide dating Zoya.
Severide and Zoya? Get out of here.
I saw him pick her up from Molly's.
Well, Zoya doesn't drive.
He was giving her a lift.
Dude, Kelly's my boy. All right?
Boys don't do that to their boys.
- Is that mousse in your hair? - Hey, hey, hey!
- No, seriously... - No! (tuts)
No.
Oh, man. (sighs)
Mills.
- Oh! - I saw you left this behind.
- Thanks. - Scooped it up for you.
Hey, Clarke.
- You shoot pool? - A little.
How about eight ball?
It's five bucks a game at Silver Cue.
We meet there after shift.
I'll take all your money. (chuckles)
Hey, Griffin? Griffin. Careful.
Careful.
BEN: Gabby? Is Uncle Matt your boyfriend?
No. No, we're just really good friends.
Told ya!
(phone ringing)
(sighs)
GRIFFIN: I told you not to ask her that.
Quit calling me, OK? We don't have any money.
- It's not about that. - Then there's nothing to talk about.
Gabby, will you just listen?
I've heard plenty, thanks, OK? You wasted enough of my time.
You want to keep calling me, I'm calling the cops.
BEN: Gabby! Griffin fell off the monkey bars!
Oh, God.
- Hey, Griffin? Where does it hurt? - On my side!
It's OK. Just take nice slow breaths, alright? You'll be alright.
GABBY: Yeah, I need an ambulance for a possible rib fracture at Adams Park.
Hey. He's fine. He's fine.
He's got a cracked rib, but nothing serious.
- They're doing some routine tests. - What happened?
Erm... I had to take a call and I stepped away for a second
and he was in the middle of this flip that he saw other kids doing at school,
- and I guess he was... - It's alright.
It's OK.
Where is he?
- (knock on door) - BENNY: Ms McLeod?
My name is Benny Severide.
Yes. I know the name.
You have quite the sterling reputation. It's a privilege.
Thank you.
- Please come in, have a seat. - Thanks.
I... I'm sorry to drop in like this,
but I felt that it was important to see you.
Oh, no, it's not a problem at all. How can I help you?
It's about House 51.
Yes, we are working out a few problems over there.
- So I understand. - Your son is at 51.
Yeah. I'm very proud of him,
which is part of the reason I'm here.
I know the guys in that house.
They're good firefighters in a community that depends on them.
My question to you is, is it a problem house or is there a problem chief?
- MAN: Is that him? - MAN 2: Mm-hm.
Something on your mind?
It's just...
You got to know what they're saying about you in the house.
I'm not an idiot.
So why don't you say something? Tell your side of it.
No one asked.
Well, I'm asking.
McLeod asked me to report on House 51.
I said no.
So then who's the rat in our house?
I don't know, man. I mind my own business.
- OTIS: They don't even know that... - SHAY: OK, stop, stop!
(laughing) I mean... it's so cheesy!
I mean, Klingons?
Cylons! You haven't even seen the show!
OK? That's it.
We are going to do an old school Battlestar marathon,
and you are going to thank me.
Oh, my God. Otis... (sighs)
I'm glad you moved in with us.
Me, too. This is... great.
- It's great! It's really great, right? - Yeah!
And I need this, you know? I need to have more fun!
- Yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah. - Fun in my life, just in general.
- Yeah. - And I...
(sighs) This face!
I mean, you're such a cutie pie!
(laughs)
(sobs)
(sobbing)
Shay...
(sighs)
Don't tell Kelly about this, OK?
(GPS beeps)
Hey.
33rd and Bell?
That's on the dangerous buildings list.
Let's take a ride.
What's up, Herrmann?
Ah, you know. I got snack duty.
Nice.
Alright, so listen.
Has Gabby talked to you about Molly's at all?
Nah, just that you guys are getting soaked by that new bar down the street.
Have you been inside that place?
Of course not. You?
No.
Once. For a birthday party.
It would've been rude not to show up, you know?
Well, we got another problem aside from Game Day.
OK.
The old coot who we bought Molly's from,
we kind of inherited this hanger-on type guy.
We agreed to give him one percent. But he's been getting more aggressive
and showing up with some real knuckle draggers.
Now, she'd kill me for telling you this,
but Dawson got mixed up with one of those guys.
(sighs)
She cut him loose, but... he ain't going away easy.
I want a name.
Hey, check it out.
Squad 3 to Main.
- Hey, you want some? - Thanks.
CLARKE: You enjoying all that extra space I made in your wallet?
You guys know he was in Iraq, right?
Yeah? As a spy?
No, 1st Battalion, 8th Marines.
He was in one of the bloodiest battles of the war.
Yeah, well, I wouldn't believe everything this guy tells you.
(alarm buzzing)
DISPATCHER: Truck 81, Squad 3, Engine 51, Ambulance 61, structure fire.
(sirens)
Chief, it's Hadley.
Windows are all blocked. The only way in or out is through the front.
It's a deathtrap.
This building is known to have squatters.
We've got to get inside to do a search. No choice.
Everybody proceed with extreme caution. Floors and stairs might be weak.
Truck, Squad, get in there and clear a path
for Engine to get their attack lines in.
Got it, Chief. Everybody mask up. Let's get that door open.
CASEY: Through this door. Spread out.
Truck go left, Squad go right.
Fire Department! Call out!
Anybody see anything?
HERRMANN: No, but there's that smell again.
CASEY: This floor is clear. Let's move up to the fifth.
CASEY: Everybody watch yourselves.
SEVERIDE: Fire Department! Call out!
CASEY: Let's clear a path for Engine.
SEVERIDE: Check every square inch. The squatters could be hiding anywhere.
CASEY: Engine 51, you're clear to bring in the attack lines.
SPELLMAN: On our way.
Take cover!
(explosion)
A fire device just went off!
CRUZ: Get down! There's more!
We've got to get off this floor!
Exit's blocked!
SEVERIDE: Chief! Fire's accelerating fast!
There's another stairwell in the 2-3 corner. 40 feet due west.
This way!
SEVERIDE: The flames are closing in!
HERRMANN: Where the hell is it?
It's locked. We've got to force it. Cruz!
Go!
Hey! In there!
I'm going after Hadley. Everybody else finish searching the lower levels,
then get the hell out!
CASEY: Let's start on three and work our way down.
Hadley!
SEVERIDE: Hadley's close, Chief. I'm going to bring him out.
Hadley!
(grunts)
(coughs)
(grunts)
(coughs)
Hey.
All I have to do is drop this bottle.
Flatten the whole block, and everybody on it.
- Kevin. - Oh, it's Kevin now? (chuckles)
None of this is worth it, man.
You can still walk out of here alive.
Or we can all go out together.
Hey, hey, hey!
(screaming)
- CASEY: Severide! - In here!
Watch it! Watch it!
DAWSON: Get him on the gurney.
CASEY: Lift!
You still here?
This is the one.
(chuckles)
Damn, man. You scared me.
You're the snitch.
What did you just call me?
You heard what I said.
Watch your mouth, Candidate.
You have been feeding information to McLeod this entire time.
You're the rat.
BENNY: There's two kinds of people in the world.
Predators and prey.
You'll drive yourself crazy trying to understand cases like Hadley.
All you got to do is make sure that you're never the prey.
Thanks for being here, Pop. It means a lot.
Don't mention it, kid.
I miss my mom.
I know you do, buddy.
And she misses you guys.
- She'll be out soon. - A year.
It'll go by fast. I promise.
I'll see you in the morning.
Can you stay with me until I fall asleep?
- Of course. - Thanks.
Come here. I'll tuck you in.
I can't believe Herrmann opened his big mouth.
I'm glad he did. You're mixed up in some heavy stuff, Gabby.
Don't worry about it, OK? It's not a big deal.
No, it is. And you're trying to downplay it
cos you're embarrassed that you got mixed up with a deadbeat.
(sighs)
Yeah, maybe a little.
Alright, but here's the deal,
and this does not get repeated. Hear me?
(sighs) OK.
There's something you need to know about this Jay guy.
- Hey. - You're a cop?
(laughter, chatter)