I heard back from Doctor Gochman.
I'm cleared for Squad.
This job took Dad. It messed with your health...
And you keep going back for more.
Can we just put us on hold? Maybe then we can start anew?
Yeah, I'd like that.
How's New York? Good.
I just, uh, needed a little breather.
What's the real reason?
What, I can't take a vacation, come back and hang with my little brother?
I'm glad that we reconnected.
The thing is, when I look at you, I see that guy.
The one who shut me out. Well, this guy is sorry,
Over here!
Hurry up!
Gas leak?
Yeah. We use anhydrous ammonia as a refrigerant.
The line broke. You can't breathe in there!
All employees are accounted for but Scooter and Brad are trapped on the roof!
Hey! Hey! Help!
Main, gonna need a Level One Hazmat Response. Copy that.
Casey, need your ladder up on the roof. Masks on...
You heard him. Let's go!
We're about eight feet short.
On it! Get the 10-foot down. Yeah.
Got it.
Hey! Casey, you all right?
I'm awake now!
Hey, ammonia explosion like that produces very little fire.
We are gonna wait for Hazmat to breach, boys.
It's too dangerous. Come on down.
Hey, Chief, we can get the workers on the roof.
At least let us do that.
Okay. Two minutes.
Hey, we got to get off this roof!
Otis, Herrmann! Come help us get them down.
Copy that.
Nearest ambo is five minutes out.
Chief, victims are in respiratory distress.
Uh, we can load two or three into the Squad.
We'll head to Chicago Med and help offload.
Okay. Mills, call ahead. Tell them that their day is gonna be a whole
hell of a lot busier.
Hey. Hi. Morning.
Melanie.
Jay. Will's brother.
It's nice to meet you. Yeah.
When do you have to be at work? Ten minutes ago.
It's your first day.
Uh, first and last as it turns out. Almond milk.
You don't have any regular milk in here.
You're joking. No.
I got to get back.
To what? I thought the partners kicked you out of the practice.
They did, but... Now this may come as a shock to you,
there are other practices in New York City.
Hey, how about for once, you see something all the way through.
Wow. You sound like the old man.
There it is. I mean, that is why you're blowing back out of town, right?
What do you care?
Just give it a couple weeks, at least.
You never know.
I got to go.
Oh, lord, here it comes... Um...
April, we have at least thirty inhalation victims minutes out.
Who've inhaled what? Chlorine? Skunk weed?
Um... Ask next time.
Okay.
Have you seen Doctor Tramble or the new guy?
No.
When I took this job I didn't know we did our own maintenance work.
I have a theory. Goodwin likes broken appliances
'cause it means we have to spend more money at the vending machines.
The great vending machine conspiracy.
You could get published in JAMA with that.
Nice work. Hannah.
I know who you are, Doctor Tramble. Will Halstead.
I am, by the way. What?
Published.
Shared credit with three other doctors.
Uh, published is published, April.
We're about to get slammed.
Anhydrous ammonia victims. Thirty more coming. Put him in three.
Where to? This one in seven.
What's going on?
Industrial ammonia leak.
Thirty plus are on their way here and we're already full up with flu patients.
Round up as many O2 tanks as you can find. Hmm-mmm.
Hey, can you help this guy?
Sharon Goodwin? Doctor Will Halstead. Yeah, yeah. We met at the interview.
About that... Yeah, I'm late for a meeting, doctor.
Enjoy your first day.
Oh, that's what I wanted to talk to you... About.
I'm gonna run over to urgent care, discharge as many as I can
to free up the space. You start getting them sorted and we'll go from worst
to I'm-not-gonna-die-today.
Kendra? Kelly...
Hope you guys ate a big breakfast.
We're gonna have to start doubling up bays
and separate the flu patients from the gas victims.
Everyone, may I have your attention, please.
Can I have your attention?
Listen up!
All right. We are going to have a very full day here.
And I understand none of you feel well, but we're gonna need help from you
as well as patience.
If you're here because of the ammonia leak, I'm gonna need you
on this side of the room when I say so.
If you're here because of the flu or something non-life threatening,
I'm gonna... Sir. Not yet, please... I need everyone...
If you thought Ebola was a nightmare, I am the apocalypse!
Death to all Americans! You're all dead in two weeks. Allahu Akbar!
Casey? What the hell happened?
Dawson. You okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
What'd he say? The bomber?
Something about being worse than Ebola.
We need to lock down the ER. No one in or out! Now!
Herrmann? Nobody leaves!
Jesus.
Chief, some guy just blew himself up.
Said what he has is worse than Ebola...
We need everyone brought back in. They could be infected.
Lock it all down! No one in or out! Tony! Cruz!
Use the rigs, block out the exits! Stop these people leaving!
Hey, hey, hey, hey. No one leaves! I need you back inside!
No way!
Stay there! Right there! No, no, no, no! No, no, no, no!
Nobody leaves! Nobody! Hey, stop! Stop! Stop!
I got him! I got him! Hold on. Hold on.
Stop! Stop!
Hey!
Stop! I need you to turn around and go back inside!
Otis, find extinguishers and get on that ceiling fire.
Mills, Brett okay? All in one piece, Lieutenant.
Look for injuries.
We don't know what it is. All right?
If the doctor says you got to stay, you got to stay.
Hey! I'm sorry, but no one in or out until we know
what we're dealing with. Come on.
You heard him! All right? Listen, please,
just sit up against the wall and wait!
Tell the firefighters they can start bringing the stragglers back inside,
including the firemen. And don't let anyone out. Got it.
Hey, we need to set up a decontamination area. Any bathroom with a shower.
Start getting people washed off. Got it.
Hey, hey! Over here! It's Severide!
Hey. Kelly! Kelly, you hear me?
It's a... It's a weak pulse...
Trauma to his back and chest. He's got shrapnel from the grenade.
Let me see.
Nah. Black tag him. He's gone.
What? Percentages are very low that he'll...
I don't give a damn about percentages.
Uh, no problem... Grab a gurney.
Chief, Severide took a hit from the explosion. Seems pretty bad.
Doc wanted to black tag him. Okay, keep me in the loop.
Slowly start walking backward, toward the truck.
One, two, three.
Trauma bay four. Get him on oxygen and start cutting off the jacket but
wait to uncover the wound. I'll be right there.
All right.
Hey, guys, I need the room. Come on, come on.
Look at me right here. What's your name?
You know my name... I'm the one that helped you with...
I know that I know your name.
I'm making sure that you know it.
April. All right. You might have a mild concussion, April.
Can you sit here a moment until I can take a look at you?
Okay. April Layton Sexton, born November 22, 1982.
My fifth grade teacher was Mrs. Nagel. My first pet was Bubbles.
We're good. Okay. Good.
I'm gonna go help people now. Okay.
Herrmann. There's another extinguisher by the doors.
You can't come in, lady! We got a situation! Open these doors!
Hit the bricks!
You can't come in. You need a surgeon in there.
I'm a surgeon. And you need a Hazmat suit...
I'm gonna operate in a Hazmat suit?
Open this door, New York! Come on!
Firefighter. Trauma Bay four. Do what you can. Got it.
Thank you ladies and gentlemen for stopping.
Now I'm gonna ask you for your patience. Okay?
Excuse me, sir!
Everyone who was inside when the grenade went off needs to go back inside the ER.
I, uh, I, I wasn't inside. I was, I was...
Taking a nap. Did you say grenade?
Yes. We are containing the area.
Can you go beyond the designated area over here?
Uh, Chief, uh... It's "Chief," right?
You see that gentleman right over there.
With the, uh, the blood on his face.
That expression, that's what we call a "target stare."
You know, hands between his hips and his torso,
his leg cocked back at a 45 degree angle...
Well, that's, uh, a pretty surefire indication
someone's about to get aggressive. I just... Wanted to let you know.
You can't keep us here.
Please, sir? Yeah. Who's in charge here?
I am. You need to go back inside. This way, sir.
You can't do this! I got the right to leave!
We have a containment situation, sir.
And we got a terrorist attack here is what we got!
And we don't know what's coming next!
Now get the hell out of my way. Hey!
Look, you... You can't make us stay! You don't have the authority!
Authority is the one thing I do have. Now back inside!
You want to leave, man? Yeah, you're damn right I do!
That's 'cause you're scared, right? You're, you're confused, right?
You just want to take off. I'm not scared.
I am. I'm terrified, man.
I wasn't even in there.
I got to tell you, I got a lot of respect
for the way you're handling yourself right now.
I mean, frankly, as a, as a fellow citizen, I'm proud of you.
And you know that, that all these, these nice folks,
they're looking at you to do the right thing, right?
Am I gonna get to leave or not?
I wouldn't want to get everybody sick. You want to get everybody sick?
Of course not. Yeah, so, so you want to do the right thing.
That's great. All I know is that if these men,
they say that the best thing is for you to be inside,
then that is... That's the best thing.
All right, man.
Okay, everybody back inside! Please.
Thank you. He's not done.
Who the hell are you?
I'm Doctor Charles, the head of Psychiatry. I'll be around.
Come on in, folks.
Please, have a seat against this wall. Thank you...
Do we have an infectious disease specialist on the premises?
Diane Claman. Good. Call her.
Tell her to get down here right now, full Hazmat.
We got to know what we're dealing with...
Tell me you're not in there.
I am. Listen, the guy who blew himself up in here
said he had something worse than Ebola...
What, like he's spreading it with this? Yeah.
Every single one of us in here has been in contact with him.
Who was he? No idea.
Do us all a favor and find out, would you?
Doctor!
His airway's clear. He's breathing. Circulation's good.
His name's Jim. Can you hear me, Jim?
Yes.
Is that... Is that... That's his rib, right?
That's someone's ulna. His.
Let's run an IV with antibiotics, and I need some gauze, tape, bandages,
and a cast saw. I'm on it.
I'll help. What? A saw?
What are you doing? Jim, I'm gonna need you to remain
as still as you can.
Dammit, his SATs are dropping. Start bagging while I dress the wound.
Check patient.
Kelly!
...that we promise to be there for each other, always. No matter what.
Check patient.
We need to intubate, now!
Pushing 20 milligrams of etomidate.
Intubating.
- I can't find the chords. - Come on, you got this.
Take a deep breath and pull straight up.
Check patient.
All right, I got it.
Check patient.
He's stabilizing.
Okay, listen to me. We got to get a chest tube in and make sure
these other wounds didn't do more damage.
Whatever you say.
Look at us, patching up people with band-aids
while our insides might be throwing in the white towel...
Yeah, well, there's nothing we can do about it now. Yeah.
We do our jobs, we help these people.
Don't let the rest of it mess with your heads.
Yes, Lieutenant. You got it.
I want to know what's going on, exactly.
Fair enough.
I'm not going to remove the bone from your chest.
Why? I also got five milligrams of midazolam. If you need it.
Would you like a sedative, Jim?
I want this damn thing taken out!
Uh, believe it or not, you're fine for now.
If I remove that from your chest, that's when you're gonna be in trouble.
So I'm going to cut down the bone, so it doesn't move and damage your lung.
And then we'll wrap it and secure it, and
you're gonna keep calm until I can get you to an OR.
No, no, no. This came from the body of that lunatic!
Do you want to live, Jim?
Yes.
There you go.
Hey, Jim, look at me, okay? Right in the eyes.
You're doing great, Jim! You're doing great.
All right.
Hey, you did great.
Okay, here we go. Lean forward. There you go. We're almost done.
There it is. Good job.
Keep an eye on him. Yeah, of course.
Can you toss a sheet on that for me? Please.
No adhesion between the lung and chest wall.
Calm down, calm down...
Hey, what's your name sweetheart? Ruby.
Oh, that's a beautiful name. You know, I had an Aunt Ruby.
She made these pancakes stuffed with blueberry jam that I still dream about.
Well, she would make this special batter, some family recipe.
Then she'd cook them up and then make a little cut in the side
and inject the blueberry jam with a special straw.
Ah! Gosh, the last one.
I was just outside, sir. I'm telling you that is not the case.
There's still people in the street that need to be moved,
because we can't confirm or deny a damn thing right now.
No, but, uh, there's a fire in the ceiling that apparently needs controlling.
Halstead's given the tower a boot in the ass as we speak, so we expect
more support shortly.
More cruisers is what I'm asking for, along with the bomb squad
and the joint terrorist task force in case this guy wasn't working alone.
Yeah, CFD is gonna contain the victims in the ER, but Ebola was mentioned.
No one knows yet exactly what we're dealing with, Sarge.
No lie, lady, that suit makes me nervous.
Diane Claman. Glad you're here, Diane. Well...
Just show me where he did it.
Excuse me.
What is it?
Electrical fire might be spreading...
It's up above the sprinklers. This could get ugly real fast.
We're out of fire extinguishers. We got nothing to fight a fire with.
I know. I know. Grab that cart.
Electrical system is burning. This place is gonna be filled with smoke in
about five minutes.
Chief, situation in here's just gone from bad to worse...
What is it, Casey?
Electrical fire in the ceiling and we're out of extinguishers...
Okay. We need to get some CO2 extinguishers inside...
Absolutely not, Wallace. Anyone who goes in there will be exposed to
the contagion. That's not something I can authorize.
I understand that Sharon, but I've got to give my men a fighting chance.
I'll do it. I'm in.
Let's go. I'll go in.
I'll go.
I can't fight that.
Rice, Cruz. Go.
Come on, people, let's go to the back of the room. Come on.
Let's go to the back of the room. Room service.
This way.
I want one ladder here under this vent.
I want one ladder here.
Rice, use that table on that side. Got it.
Herrmann!
Casey, how we doing with that fire? Beating it down, Chief.
Making some headway I think.
If those poor people inside weren't panicked before...
Rice!
Step back, they're doing their jobs. Firefighters are on it.
Someone! Can someone help us? Please!
Someone... Please! Please, please, you must let us in.
I'm sorry, we've had an accident here at the hospital and we've quarantined off
the ER...
Our son... Aleem. He left a note, apologizing for not being honest with us,
but that he was going to the ER to finish his quest.
His quest.
Oh, God. Is he alive?
Oh, God. Oh, God, no. No... No, no...
Ma'am? It's all right, officers.
Come in. Come in, please.
I, I think the police may want to speak with you.
What did he do? This way. Please.
All clear!
I think that's it, Lieutenant!
Fire's out! All clear!
Fire's out, Chief. How's that smoke situation?
Hazy but manageable.
Guess we're all in it now, huh?
How's Severide? Still unconscious. We don't know.
Okay, you keep me posted. Will do, Chief.
Detective. The parents of the...
All right. Please, have a seat.
Is there anything you can tell us?
He was a smart boy.
Always nice, helpful.
This country has given our family so much... How could this have happened?
He claimed to be infected with something similar to Ebola.
From his work.
What do you mean, from his work?
He was working at BHO labs. They study infectious diseases.
Good lord... We got to get somebody down there right now.
I'm on it. Antonio, where you at?
What else can you tell me?
Anything about who he might have been involved with, planned this with?
You need anything, lady? A time machine.
You and me both. When will you know whether or not we're infected?
I'm running simultaneous molecular profiles, cellular evals and blood panels.
Also trying to cross match the over 250 infectious diseases
this guy might've been carrying.
Sounds like a needle in a haystack.
Who's this? My son. Wayne.
How old is he? He's supposed to be 28. But he's going on 14.
Ah, he'll grow out of it.
I want to see my family.
You're gonna see them again.
Hey, any news on Severide?
Oh, come on.
What is it? Shrapnel between his ribs.
I can't... I can't get the angle to grip it.
I need rib spreaders.
Go find me a thoracotomy tray.
Hey, you guys are doing great.
We're working on getting some food and water in here. Okay?
Hey, fireman! What's the latest?
Everyone's doing all they can. What the hell's that mean?
No one is telling us anything!
Hey. You're not helping. So sit your ass down and quit being disruptive.
Matt!
I'm walking out of here!
You're gonna have to go through me.
Aah! Aah!
It's five milligrams of midazolam. He'll be out in a minute.
All right. There you go. That's right.
Close your eyes. Mmm-hmm. Take a little nap.
Thanks.
I need a thoracotomy tray!
- What do you got? - Not good.
We need to patch in your brother.
Mmm-hmm. He was working with Marburg... He injected himself with it.
What's Marburg?
It's a viral hemorrhagic fever. The Soviets developed it as a biological weapon.
Ask them which strain of the Marburg virus.
Yeah, which strain? RAVV.
Okay. All right.
Okay, so now I just have to see if he was past
the incubation period and actually infectious.
And if he was past the incubation period?
It means Aleem was a walking biological weapon.
Here it is.
I need another set of hands. Tell me what to do...
Okay. When I say so, turn this and spread it open slowly.
Okay. Okay?
Now!
All right, that's good.
Dammit. I lost it again.
SATs are dropping, 78%.
Brett, I need you to take down the balloon on the ET tube
and push it into his right main stem.
But then it won't ventilate his left lung.
Then I'm gonna cut the interior pulmonary ligament
and move his lung out of the way.
Ready, now!
One more piece.
Got it.
Arterial bleeder!
The shrapnel hit the intercostal artery. Hold this.
All right. I need a suture.
Heart rate normalizing.
Vitals are stable.
I love being wrong.
Severide's stable, Chief.
Hey... You... Christopher.
I need some blood.
Okay. Good?
Aleem left a social media manifesto to a series of what I would call
inflammatory websites. You know, he posted links to articles on Abu Ghraib,
um, Paris shootings, Australia...
Definitely wanted the world to know his footprints...
So, why the hospital? Why this?
Lone wolves crave spectacle. To quote one of his tweets,
"I will turn where Americans go to be cured into a dying ground."
Jeez.
He knew it'd be newsworthy... He was right.
What's this for?
Well, in about 30 seconds we'll know if you're all gonna die.
What is it?
Not contagious.
Influenza A tested positive, but the Marburg virus didn't have time to incubate.
Whatever he had in his body died with him.
Open up the ER! On it.
Hey, Chief. All clear. Not contagious.
We're opening up the ER.
All right. Let's pull that out and get you home, partner. What do you say?
There you go.
All right.
Thank you.
Hannah?
When are you going to hear about your placement? I don't know.
Soon, I've been told.
Well, I'm gonna miss you stinking up the front seat.
Well, that should explain your liberal use of that cheap perfume.
All right, detectives.
There's only one detective here.
I'm a patrolman, but, you know, equally as important.
All right. Well, cheers. Nice to meet you.
We're in the same unit. Uh-huh.
Just a quick word. Uh, I want to take a moment
before I let you all get back to the fine cocktails that they serve here at Molly's.
Keep talking, Chief!
To the good people at Chicago Med. You made us proud today.
And we are very grateful for the service that you do for us and for the city.
It's not said enough.
Thank you, Chief.
We want you all to know that every time those doors crash open,
there are good people, strong people, people at the top of their game,
ready on the other side.
Hear, hear. Hear, hear!
This is... This is just a reaction to the stress of the day.
Absolutely.
You scared me.
I don't remember any of it.
Nothing?
Nothing.