Whoa, Darryl? Just give me the gun.
Previously on Chicago Fire...
If you had stepped back like I asked, Darryl might still be alive.
Do not talk to me.
You're the rat. You have been feeding information to McLeod this entire time.
Ms. McLeod has been making insinuations about me,
how I run my firehouse, which is not her job.
It's about House 51. Is it a problem house or is there a problem chief?
Get back!
You two are all she has right now. So keep being brave for her.
Mama!
- You OK? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Gabby, will you just listen?
You wasted enough of my time. Keep calling me, I'm calling the cops.
There's something you need to know about this Jay guy.
You're a cop?
- Good morning. - I'll say.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?
Putting on a shirt.
No, you're not.
We got to be really careful going forward. OK?
Oh, yeah.
I'm like a hostile witness now, or what's the deal?
I'm just saying, don't tell anyone, all right?
Until we make the pinch,
because if Arthur finds out I'm a cop then...
I'm a dead cop.
Do you have a handle on this?
Yes.
Then that's all I need to hear.
Hello?
Hey, Amy.
Yeah. What party?
Oh, yeah, yeah, I remember that.
Yeah, I'll be there.
OK. Yeah, me too.
OK, bye.
What're you doing?
I live here.
Town Lounge.
Yeah. We did a lot of tequila shots.
- Correct. - There was a cab ride.
- What's with the camera? - Relax. I'm a photographer.
I'm just going to grab my stuff here.
Um, well, I just, you know...
It was nice meeting you.
Peace.
Hey. Sorry I'm late. Decided to walk.
Oh, yeah?
Could I get a coffee, please? Black, no sugar? Thanks.
So, what ever happened between you and Beth?
You never told me.
Oh, well...
She heard all my stories and I heard all of hers.
Basic seven year itch type of thing.
Look, I'm not here for that, OK?
When Boden and I were on Squad together over at the 35,
we used to have this chief
who liked to help himself to certain keepsakes
on some of the calls we went on.
So, of course Dwyer gets investigated
and everybody at the house, we don't know what to do.
And it was Boden,
the old Navy man, who said,
"Don't go down with the Captain.
"Stay with the ship."
And he was right.
Why are you telling me this?
I'm hearing from a lot of sources
that Boden's got one foot on a banana peel.
You're going to need to make a choice.
Chief, please. Come in. Have a seat.
The financial ramifications of the Hadley arsons are an embarrassment,
not to mention the fact that you are the only chief so far
who has yet to implement the Wellness Program into your house.
And as far as our interaction is concerned,
I mean, we're basically at the broken record stage, aren't we?
So why don't we get solution-minded, yeah?
I was able to cobble together a very attractive
early retirement package for you.
The state believes that Firehouse 51 is worth saving.
Sadly it's your leadership that we're unhappy with.
So my offer would save a stain on your record
and allow you to work private sector.
We will need your decision by Friday.
I have one now.
Kiss my ass.
I haven't seen Boden like that since Shonda left him.
Yeah, he's dealing with a lot right now.
He'll get through it, though.
He was asking me about Boden last week.
What happened with him and Benny
and do we ever socialize, just crap like that.
Of course, I was chatting him up, which really pisses me off.
Do I still have to cook for him?
Good time last night?
Yeah. Had a blast.
I texted you a couple of times.
I'm sorry, I was at Amy's. I was... I was...
I was a little drunk.
Shay, you can do your thing.
That's rule number one, if I'm not mistaken.
But I don't want to wake up wondering
if you wrapped your car around a tree.
I get it.
I wouldn't mind hearing a compelling reason
why you've been reporting back to McLeod on this house.
To the extent that you're due one, I was instructed to.
Under threat of what? What does she have over you?
If there's something, tell me.
How about because they felt there was a problem with this house
and they needed help in determining what that problem was?
How about because I take my job seriously?
See, I'm thinking more it's because you're a soft-ass fireman
who has to pull magic tricks to survive on this job.
- I'm done talking to you. - You need to find a new house.
Oh, man!
Just like you did with Hadley. Right?
Bounce the guy out who doesn't fit into the cool kids' club.
Well, too bad.
We're the same rank, Matt.
I'm not some ham and egger you can just kick to the curb.
I'm not going anywhere
and you better keep your men in line or McLeod will hear about it.
Arthur's been shaking down businesses,
but they're close to making a... A...
- Pinch. - Right.
Meantime, we just gotta keep paying Arthur money,
act like we don't know anything.
- For how long? - Till the next pinch.
This is coming from who?
Antonio. I saw him this morning.
I thought you said he and Laura and the kids
were at her parents' house in Wisconsin.
Yeah. We, uh... We Skyped.
OK, so Antonio's got a handle on this,
is what you're saying.
Yes.
Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61,
a tree collapse, 537 Aberdeen Street.
Wow.
Help!
Up here, guys! Up here!
We got at least one victim on the top floor.
The tree has collapsed two of the main beams.
We need to limit the amount of impact load.
Two recon teams? We keep them small?
Clarke and Otis, we go up the 35 foot ladder to the attic apartment.
- Herrmann and Cruz... - My baby! He's in his crib!
- In the second floor apartment! - Anybody with him?
No, the tree came right through our wall.
- Oh, my God! - We're going to get him.
Mills, 20-foot ladder, second floor, we got a baby trapped up there.
- Chief, we need a medic. - Structure's not gonna last long. Go.
Dawson, Shay, we have a baby trapped on the second floor.
- You take it. - I'm good.
I got the second floor, you do the attic.
Need a medic in the attic.
On my way, Casey.
Please help my wife!
Stand back.
Stay out of the way.
- What's her name? - Emily.
I got eyes on him.
There's about, uh, four feet between the tree and his crib.
Careful with that debris.
Emily, can you breathe through your nose OK?
Squeeze my hand once for yes, twice for no.
OK.
Sweetie, I think your jaw's broken, so don't try to talk.
And plus, you kind of got this tree in the way.
Mouch, Otis, we gotta get the husband outta here,
this floor's gonna give!
All right, come on, sir.
Here we go.
Sweetie, are you allergic to any meds?
OK. Give me this arm.
All right, I'm going to give you this to help with the pain.
It's also going to make you higher than a freakin' kite.
Last one. Watch your eyes!
I got you.
Uh, baby's OK, Chief.
Let's get outta here.
Close your eyes.
You're going to be OK.
Hey! Plans Friday night?
Firing off some campaign tweets. What do you got?
A little, uh, surprise shindig at the crib.
You know, for Shay, cheer her up a little bit.
Me and her, we've gotten kind of tight.
And, uh, got to look out for my girl.
Yeah, huh?
Let's keep this intimate, all right? Exclusive.
Listen up, everybody.
We've put off the mandated Wellness Program for long enough.
Each member of the house is required to have
a physical examination by the end of shift.
Might that be considered a risk, Chief, in light of the scrutiny on our house?
Speak for yourself, Mouch.
I'm just saying, a fitness test?
Does CPD get a driving test? It's offensive.
First thing I do away with when I'm elected.
It needs to be done today!
Now...
I am sure you will all pass with flying colors.
God.
Um, so I'll start with Cruz, you do Dawson?
You know what? Why don't you do Dawson and I'll do Cruz?
Wait, uh...
She's coming for me, guys.
- We dig our heels in, Chief. - This is not your fight.
The hell it isn't.
First thing, we got to get Spellman out of here.
You run him out,
you'd be doing the same thing she's trying to do to me.
Chief, he's ratting you out.
Don't roll over for these clowns. This is your house.
Defend it.
Ooh. Relax your grip.
So, uh, blood draw, BP, height, weight, that's it?
And a stool sample.
Oh, no, they're out of their minds if they think I'm actually going to give...
Are you messing with me?
Yes.
You are such a sly dog, Mills.
Am I?
You come in here with, like, this whole Clark Kent thing,
and behind all that's just a pure rascal.
I miss that.
How are things with Isabella?
Good. Fun.
I'm glad.
You know, two people break up,
walk away from each other. That's normal.
But you and I, we're friends first.
We'll get back there one day.
I'd like that.
Wait, so what kind of party?
Shh! We'll cook up some apps, throw back some brewskies,
and that courtyard area is awesome at night. Just keep it on the QT.
Is Severide going to bring Zoya?
I am humbled, and really jazzed,
as I unveil to you the official
Randall McHolland for Union President campaign poster.
Atta girl!
Now is that the face of a winner or what?
Man, you can do anything with a computer these days.
You're a genius.
All I ask, no curly mustaches please,
or the blacked-out tooth.
And thank you, Isabella, for all of your vision and tweeting.
We're taking Sullivan down.
Yeah!
So are we on for tonight?
Absolutely.
Uh, Isabella, do you have a sec?
Heather took the plea deal right away, so the whole thing got fast-tracked.
And she didn't fight it because she completely took responsibility
for what she did, and she didn't want to
risk being away from her boys for, like, 10 years.
- How long did she get? - 15 months.
And she's serving it at MCC.
But I'm not sure her lawyer took into account
that Heather's husband, he was a fireman here in this house.
He died on the job.
And maybe there's a way to present that to the court
and get her into a minimum security facility
so she could spend more time with her kids.
I'm just trying all my options here.
Tell you what, let me make some calls.
I have some friends at the State's Attorney's Office.
Anything you can do. Thank you.
Hold that.
You already took my blood pressure.
Huh. Know what? You're done.
Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61,
an impalement, 514 Sanborn Street.
What happened?
He slipped pushing a rototiller and he got his leg stuck inside.
All right, give me some room.
You got to get it out, please get me out!
We pull the blades, he'll bleed out.
- Let's disassemble it. - Guys, grab us a tool bag.
Pulse is weak. We've got to stabilize him.
You're gonna be OK. You need to...
The mask in my embo bag.
Push to 15 liters.
Starting an IV.
Heart rate's stable.
Chief, uh, he's missing four toes. I couldn't find them anywhere.
Get the thermal imaging camera and grab some baggies.
- He's crashing! - Pass me the intubation kit.
I got it.
Push the epi.
OK, stop compressions.
We got a pulse.
All right, backward!
You don't want to forget these.
Yeah.
120 over 80. Healthy as a horse.
I remember your first shift, Mills.
I also remember thinking,
"There's no way this kid's as good as his dad. Job's changed too much."
But you are as good.
If not better.
That's encouraging to...
To a man like me.
CFD's in good hands.
- Why don't we clear the air, Shay? - There's nothing to talk about.
Well, there is if you're still pissed at me.
Well, I'm over it, so...
Did you see that?
What? She shouldn't have cut me off.
- Hey. - What's up?
Um, there aren't many things I hate more than unsolicited advice.
- Oh, no. - Give me one minute.
- You can set your watch by it. - Okay, literally, a minute.
I had a very good friend named Gil.
We were in the same unit in Iraq. Second tour for both of us.
Gil was a real character, big motor mouth.
Very good soldier.
And, uh, he was always talking about how everyone has this hourglass,
and, uh, the top of it is obscured,
so you don't know how much sand you have left.
And he'd be like, uh,
"Hey, Clarke, how much sand do you think we got left?"
How much sand?
Anyway, we get back and he started to slip.
His mom was worried about him, like the rest of us,
and she asked me to keep an eye on him.
And I did. I tried.
Uh...
I was outside Wrigley, and Gil was supposed to meet me there,
and I get a text from him, "There's no more sand."
I go racing over there.
He didn't make it.
I know what you saw when that guy shot himself.
And I think I know what you're going through.
You can twist yourself up in knots trying to understand it
or second-guess your actions.
But ultimately, I don't think it's for us to figure out.
Or carry.
Did you do this?
- You got something to say? - No.
Nothing I haven't already said to your face.
Transfer forms?
Anybody man enough to say it to my face?
I signed it personally so there's no confusion.
I'd like you to leave 51.
Aren't you in the middle of an election, Randall?
You really think this is a good idea?
Beat it.
Lieutenants.
This how you lead your men?
Are you aware of this?
- I am. - OK.
Well, I'm willing to forget it happened only if you go back in...
Say hi to McLeod for me.
How do you say, "You're amazing" in Russian?
You're pretty damn , Zoya.
Only for special person.
Me too.
I'm little bit sad.
About?
Visa.
I have to go back to Russia soon.
Oh, that sucks.
You can come back and visit though, right?
Maybe. I hope.
I wish I could live here.
I hear you.
A house party in the house!
Oh, no. That's tonight?
Oh! Nice move, Mouch!
That's some next level-type skills, yo.
Is it just gonna be us?
Yeah, is that a problem?
No, I'm just asking.
Your turn, Shay.
Oh, Shay with the power move!
Oh, yeah!
Oh, hey, guys. Perfect timing.
Come down, grab a beer. Join us.
- Hey, Jo-Jo! - Hey.
Uh, you know what? I'm going to get out of here.
My brother wants to catch a movie.
- See you guys. - I'm gonna go to bed.
Drive you home? Thank you.
Living here sucks, dude. I got to get out.
Mmm. How was your shift?
We saved somebody's life.
That's so hot.
Well, we save lives like every day, so...
God, I deal with lobbyists and policy wonks all day.
- What's a policy wonk? - Be glad you don't know.
God, being around you, being around the house,
people actually doing something meaningful with their lives...
Oh, come on, you do too.
God, you're adorable.
Seriously, Gabby.
I'm sorry.
- I don't know why I said that. I... - Don't sweat it.
I'll open some wine.
Yeah, sure.
Hey, then move out. It's a free country.
I can't. Not with Shay going through whatever she's going through.
- Dawson knows. Right, Dawson? - Yep.
Old Mother Hubbard here. Game Day killed us.
Evening.
All right, we're short 250.
Been slow the last few weeks, so...
That bar down the street's been really taking a chunk out of us.
Hmm.
You know, if you would've just made me an equal partner in this place,
like I so kindly offered, there wouldn't be a Game Day down the street.
You want to knock me down to a flat fee, fine.
But you damn well better come up with that flat fee.
You'll have it. Friday.
You come up short again
and you'll be serving beer out of a tent.
So this is Antonio's plan?
- Let this guy destroy our bar? - Herrmann, I said I'd talk to him.
OK. You know what? You tell Antonio that I got a plan now.
I'm going to keep a sawed-off.410 behind the bar
and the next time Arthur and Jay come into here,
it's sayonara, baby!
Is that him? Is that Antonio?
I'll be right back.
Article Seven of the Illinois Criminal Code,
"Unlawful entry into, or attack on one's dwelling,
you can use force."
Yeah. Or we could just sell the place.
What the hell is going on?
Look, I've told my superiors, everyone is aware.
We just don't have enough to take him down yet.
Look, you've got to know that it killed me
not to defend you back there.
It's the hardest thing about this,
is having to play a role.
Are you playing a role right now?
Of course not.
Yeah, they've stopped by a couple times,
but, uh, Griffin, he's still not comfortable
coming in the firehouse.
I know. I warned you about that.
- How's Ben? - He's great.
- He's more focused in school. - Good.
Yeah, they're both doing better.
Heather, they talk about you all the time, all right?
They miss you.
Hey.
I mean, this is torture.
Listen, I was talking to someone yesterday about getting help,
getting you into minimum security.
- Oh. - So you can spend time with the boys.
Yeah.
Heather, you've got to stay strong.
All right?
- Hey! - Hey, Zoya.
- How's everything? - Good!
- Um, I just want to talk to you. - OK. About?
Well, I was thinking, if I go back to Saint Petersburg,
it is sad for you, and for me.
OK.
Maybe there's way I don't have to go.
I think this sound crazy, and I ask you as friend,
but if I were to be married, I could stay.
Oh!
If you would want that, too.
Yeah, I'm... I...
Listen, I'd love to, and I'd do it in a second,
but I can't. I...
For a lot of reasons that, you know, I...
- Trust me... - I understand.
I sorry to ask.
I think I don't come by anymore.
Before my heart goes more for you.
Zoya.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I really am.
- Hey. - Oh!
Thank you so much for meeting me on such short notice.
Not a problem.
- How's your son doing? - Good.
I told him what I know.
There might be a change.
You know, I've been doing this for a while
and I always envision the endgame and what it's going to be.
But how I get there?
I gave up trying to anticipate that,
because things never quite go down the way you think.
I like your style, Benny.
You care, but first and foremost you're a pragmatist.
OK.
I'm trying to save Firehouse 51.
I believe you.
If I were to save it... If...
I need somebody in place that I can trust.
I want you to replace Boden.
Wow.
So, these are your exam results.
Now, nobody shoot the messenger.
Cholesterol on par, pulse rate great,
muscle mass only slightly below normal.
Even my body fat is spitting distance to the classification of fit.
All that seaweed and rice paper does a body good.
Greg Sullivan can kiss my able-bodied ass.
Hold up, this can't be right.
Herrmann has one percent less body fat than me.
Why are you so mystified?
'Cause I got a couple of years on you?
Couple?
- You know what? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Suck on this. - No!
Come on in.
Chief, um...
I know that you're dealing with a lot right now,
but I need to talk to you about something in your test.
OK.
There's a protein in our blood called osteopontin.
Um, your levels are higher than expected.
Meaning what?
Sometimes it's an indicator for asbestos poisoning.
But it could be nothing.
Still, I strongly recommend that you go and get an MRI done on your lungs.
I haven't been around asbestos in 15 years.
Well, it can remain latent.
Twenty years, ten years, five.
Or not all.
Look, the key is an early diagnosis.
- I can look to some specialists. I... - No.
Leave the report on the desk, please.
The thing about interest rates,
if they rise during your lock-in period, it won't affect you.
You'll still pay the lower rate you took in the first place.
Hide the silverware. Devon's here.
- Devon-11, open 24/7. - Mm-hmm.
Oh. She is so shady.
Um, I'm, uh... I'm gonna...
I'll be right back. OK.
- Hey. - Hey.
How'd you get mixed up with these gossipy bitches?
I'm building up my position.
Yes, I can see that.
What is that, 15 troops?
- Is Gabby coming by? - Uh, not tonight. No.
- Is she your girlfriend? - She is not.
Why isn't she?
Will you roll the dice already?
No! Dead.
If you want to go out tonight, I can babysit Ben.
I don't want to go out. I want to hang with you guys.
I want to defeat you, over here, in Chicago Land.
Can I come back to the firehouse?
Yeah.
Any time you want.
- For Chicago. - Chicago.
Full security cameras with database,
plus 24-hour armed response.
And how much is this going to cost?
Nothing up front. No payments for three months.
Can we just talk about reality here for a minute?
Game Day isn't going anywhere.
It's getting more and more popular and we're serving tumbleweeds, man.
Let's just walk away.
There's no shame in that.
Sure there is. Losing is for losers.
It is all for best.
He's an idiot.
That's not very nice, but thank you.
All I know is, if it were me,
I'd be proud to be your boyfriend.
You're a good man, Jo-Jo.
Can I help you with something?
I love 51.
I'll do whatever it takes to save it.
My resignation.
Look how far you've come, huh?
You're a lieutenant.
I have some news.
I'm taking over 51.