Chicago Fire s04e19 Episode Script
I Will Be Walking
1 Detective Bianca Holloway, Area South Homicide.
You need anything else, let me know.
Danny Booker.
You have to get the community leaders behind you.
I've been doing some thinking about the way things work here in Chicago.
Drugs will no longer be sold on the two corners bordering Anderson High School.
They need to know they're safe when they go to school.
Who says I can make that happen? We just have to trust each other's word is good.
[tense music.]
Hm.
Just put up a new one, Otis.
Are you out of your mind? Please don't tell me that you believe in all that craziness.
What I don't believe in, Joe, is tempting fate.
- Johnny Ewing, Jr.
- Huh? - Excuse me? - What, y Johnny Ewing, Jr.
over at 118 fell through the roof, shattered his femur on the same day that somebody pulled his name tag off his locker.
Don't monkey around with a man's mojo, Cruz.
Ever.
[laughs.]
Oh, dude, what the hell happened to your back? Oh, come on.
You think I'm falling for that? No, seriously, dude, you have a bruise the size of a breadbasket.
Really? - Yeah.
- I didn't notice.
I must haven't banged it on a call or something.
Hey, have you noticed a drop in customers at Molly's lately? No, why? We're down 8% from the same time last year.
Get out of here.
Fact: 90% of bars go under because of poor management.
You guys sure you know what you're doing over there? - Hey, fact.
- Hm? I have spilt more beer than you've ever laid eyes on.
Yeah, right.
I ran the best pub in Milwaukee for 2 1/2 years.
The best.
The best.
Uh, guess what? Milwaukee ain't Chicago, doll.
I will go toe-to-toe with any bar owner alive.
- You included, Herrmann.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- You think you can run a bar better than me, you got another thing coming.
Guys! Guys! There's a simple way to settle this.
[slapping legs.]
The Bar Olympics.
- Okay.
- You in? Yeah.
See this? See this? - Yeah.
- That's $300.
Put your money where your mouth is.
- Oh, yeah? - Mm-hmm.
Okay.
All right, you see that? That's, um Hey, Mouch, will you spot me? I'm covered.
[alarm blares.]
Truck 81, Ambulance 61, person in distress.
Racine and Loomis.
[sirens wailing.]
[horn honking.]
[dramatic music.]
Somebody call the fire department? Over here.
Under the L tracks, quick! Up there.
Help me! [dramatic music.]
Herrmann, Mouch, - 20-foot ladder! - Got it.
Kidd, Dawson, rope bag and webbing.
Copy that.
- Help me, man.
- All right, hold on, kid! We're coming.
[indistinct radio chatter.]
What's your name? - Victor.
- I'm Lieutenant Casey.
We're gonna get you down, okay? Hey, Victor? He's going into shock! - Keep him conscious.
- Hey! Stay with me, Victor! Herrmann.
Webbing's coming up.
Rope bag.
Coming up.
- Rope bag, Lieutenant.
- Thank you.
[sighs.]
[grunting.]
Oh! Lieutenant! Gah! Ah.
[grunting.]
[panting.]
I'm okay.
Rope bag coming down.
- Take up the slack.
- Got it! Let me cut your hands loose.
It'll take the pressure off.
He's all yours! Take him down! All right, we got him! Strong radial pulse.
Hey, you're gonna make it.
[raspy breathing.]
The hell was that? He's just a kid.
[sighs.]
How's it going? Still standing.
- You? - Same.
Looking better than the last time I saw you.
Though I am partial to a man with blood on his knuckles.
[laughs.]
Can I ask you a favor? No sweat, what's up? Give my son a tour of 51? Sure.
- It'd be a big help.
- What's with the unmarked? Just some people I'm working with.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
This is Lieutenant Severide.
What's up, bud? - What's your name? - J.
J.
J.
J.
, I'm Kelly.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you too.
Okay.
I'll be back soon, 'kay? - Bye, Mom.
- Thanks.
Hey, I got you covered.
Want to sit inside the squad? [dog barks.]
[gasps.]
Hey, who's this? What's your name? Who's a good girl? Who's a good girl? - Excuse me, sir? - Yes.
May I help you? You're Matthew Casey, the alderman? I am.
So you just sit back and allow these things in your ward? I'm sorry, and you are? Patricia Vasquez.
You pulled my grandson Victor down from the L tracks.
Yeah.
How is he? He's in the ICU.
I'm sorry.
He's a good kid.
On the honor roll every semester since his father died.
[sighs.]
He's got nothing to do with gangs.
Was that who did this to him? They're turning our neighborhood into a war zone.
My baby doesn't deserve that.
No.
He doesn't.
He's graduating in three days.
Been waiting his whole life for this.
But I'm afraid the next time he walks down that block, they might kill him.
What are you gonna do about that? [ominous music.]
[sighs, groans softly.]
[exhales.]
- Thanks for coming down.
- Anytime, Chief.
Casey.
- You know Kevin, right? - Yeah.
I've asked him to come down, help us with this Victor Vasquez situation.
How's it looking? Well, I checked in with gang unit, and apparently Victor's older brother used to run with the 18th Street gangsters, until he got jammed up, started working with us.
And naturally, he hasn't made too many friends since then.
What's that got to do with Victor? His brother's cooperation with the cops has placed the bill in his lap that he's paying for now.
And the police are going after whoever did this? Definitely.
Definitely looking into it.
These kind of things just take time.
What am I supposed to tell Victor? My advice is that you just tell him to park it.
Just chill till things cool down, and be on the safe side.
Hey.
How you doing, Victor? It only hurts when I breathe.
They're saying you'll be out in time to get your diploma.
Grandma told you? - In no uncertain terms.
- [chuckles.]
She has a way of getting a point across.
Anyway, if you want, I'd be happy to drive you.
Thanks, man, but I'll get there on my own two feet.
Given what happened, um I'm not sure that's a great idea.
[sighs.]
Look.
I'm not getting bullied.
If they want to stop me, then they'll have to kill me first.
[dramatic music.]
The rules are simple.
Two contestants, ten events, winner takes all.
Who's the judge? I am.
And all decisions are final.
I can live with that.
Good.
First up.
- Otis.
- Sorry.
Uh-huh.
Beverage trivia.
Oh.
[light applause.]
Who goes first? Do you - Uh, roshambo you for it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Ready? - Yeah.
- Ro! Sham! Bo! - One! Two! Boom! Poop! - All right.
- Got it.
All right, uh "Grapes and Grains" for 100.
This distilled spirit is made from a type of grain closely related to barley.
- What is rye? - Correct! - [bell rings.]
- I like that, Herrmann.
"Grapes and Grains" for 200.
This wine originated in France, but is now most commonly associated with Argentina.
Oh, what is M Malbec? [bell rings.]
[applause.]
- Oh, yeah - Okay, all right.
Okay, I will take, uh, "Grapes and Grains" for 300.
[bell ringing.]
It's our Daily Double.
[laughing.]
Filtering this distilled spirit through sugar maple charcoal distinguishes it from its cousin.
[clears throat.]
Ooh.
Um, what is Tennessee whiskey? - Oh! - Oh, oh! Suck it! [Laughs.]
Boom.
Boom, boom.
- Hey, pal.
- Hey, J.
J.
Check out the spreaders, huh? [growls.]
Cool.
Hey, Pouch, hey.
Uh, his mom is due back when, now? Hour and a half ago.
[laughs.]
Well, he's not gonna be a firefighter.
Maybe a dog trainer.
You got a dog at home? My mom won't let me.
She got bit when she was a kid, so she's not really into them.
When I was a kid, my old man told me he never wanted me to be a firefighter 'cause he knew how dangerous the job was.
Day I made squad, never saw Dad so proud.
Sometimes parents don't know what they want till they've got it.
Yeah.
This is Chicago, not Kandahar, Chief.
Kids shouldn't have to live like this.
What about that community leader? The one that brokered the deal to keep the drugs away from the school? Booker? Kept up his end of the bargain, right? The police cameras came down, and they stopped dealing on the corners.
So maybe you could do it again.
[alarm blares.]
Ambulance 61, person down from unknown causes.
1550 Michigan Avenue.
[siren wailing.]
All right, what do we got? Tenant's sister called me in a panic.
Uh, they were on the phone, she heard a thud, and the line went dead.
- How long ago was that? - Maybe 15 minutes.
She called me.
I called 911.
[tense music.]
There, okay.
Fire department! Hello! [soft coughing.]
- Turn her over.
- Okay.
[soft groaning.]
I got a pulse, but her respirations are only 10.
Hold on.
Hydrocodone.
All right, she's ODing.
Get an IV in.
I'll hit her with Narcan.
[sighs.]
Pushing 0.
4.
It shouldn't take this long, should it? She's burning up with a fever.
Her skin is dry.
It's got to be something else.
Ah Looks like some sort of abdominal surgery.
All right, she might be septic from infection.
Give her a fluid bolus.
[sighs.]
Come on.
Hey, can you hear me? - Where am I? - You're at home.
Who are you? I'm Jimmy Borrelli, paramedic.
Am I dreaming? Uh, no.
Ma'am, did you recently have surgery? I had a tummy tuck.
Oh, my God.
I am so sorry.
Oh, my God, you came in here and you saw me like this.
Hey, we're gonna get you to Chicago Med, all right? Sorry I'm late.
He okay? Yeah, you? Yeah.
J.
J.
was hungry made him a sandwich.
Thanks.
Took longer than I thought it would.
Something you want to let me in on? State's attorney won't let me.
Hi, Buster.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Can we get a dog, Mom? Please? Well, if he's anything like this one, we might be open for business.
Come on, let's go.
- Okay.
- See ya, bud.
Bye.
See ya, Pouch.
Call me after shift, we'll get a drink.
I'll tell you what I can.
Okay.
Thanks again.
Hey, Sylvie.
Hey, could you, uh, do me a favor? Sure.
Could you look at something for me? It's probably nothing, but - Yeah.
- Okay.
Here.
[sighs.]
Oh, wow.
Yeah.
Did you bang it on something during a call? That's the thing, I've been racking my brain, and I I definitely didn't.
- Huh.
- There's, um And there's also this.
Yeah, you should definitely get that looked at.
Oh, my God, are you saying I have cancer? No, Otis, I'm not saying you have cancer.
I'm saying get a doctor to look at it so you don't give yourself an ulcer.
You need me to drive you? No, I'm good.
I'm Russian.
[Laughs.]
[chuckles.]
What does that mean? I I don't know, I'm just nervous.
Just do me a favor and don't tell anybody, okay? Thanks.
[foreboding music.]
Herrmann's up first.
All right.
[rock music playing.]
What we got there is a Pinot Grigio.
- Mer! Negative! - [laughing.]
Get out of here! All right.
All right, all right.
- Go ahead, Stella.
- All right.
Chenin blanc.
[bell dings, all cheer.]
Advantage, Kidd! [all cheering.]
- Yes! - You stink! Whoo-hoo-hoo! - And now, for the win.
- Okay.
All right.
It's not Sauvignon Blanc, but it's close.
Verdejo.
- Boo-yah! - [All cheering.]
- [yells.]
- [laughs.]
- Way to go, girl! - Yeah! - Yes! - [groans.]
[laughs.]
What can I say? I got a magic tongue.
- Oh - Don't say it.
Don't.
Hey, what's up? Hey, you seen, um Holloway at the district? No, why? Well, she was supposed to meet me here almost an hour ago.
Well, I can't imagine she's got a lot of time for anything outside of prepping for the Biasso case.
Didn't know about it.
Couple years back, she worked this undercover narcotics case.
It's a crew of Mexican nationals, brutally violent, connected to El Chapo himself.
Two street lieutenants got popped, but the main guy fled.
Last week, local boys picked him up on a fugitive warrant.
State's attorney's calling her in to testify.
- Oof.
- Yeah.
- I gotta run.
- Yeah, thanks.
- Be safe.
- All right.
All right, yeah.
That's it.
- Hey, Doc.
- Hey, right in there.
Got to go.
Bye.
Hey, uh, even though this is technically an informal visit, it's still totally confidential, right? Yeah.
Take your shirt off, Brian.
Okay.
It's, uh not sore to the touch.
I I'm feeling great lately.
Never better, really.
You have a similar contusion on your hip? Is that correct? Yeah.
Same thing.
It's not sore at all.
I'm assuming that's a good thing.
Any night sweats lately? No.
Excessive fatigue? - Mm-mm.
- Okay.
You can get dressed.
I'm gonna have you go sign in, and we'll draw some blood to rule a few things out, okay? This is a shot in the dark, but, uh I was online, and I read that easy bruising is a sign of leukemia.
Is that true? Hey, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Yeah.
It's cool.
Just be honest with me.
Can be.
Yes.
[dramatic music.]
[loud clattering, whirring.]
Congratulations on the win, alderman.
Thanks.
Appreciate you making this sit-down happen.
Worked well for both of us last time, right? They're in the car? These cats are shot callers for 18th Street.
They ain't got a lot of love for people who help the police.
Step lightly.
Tony, Julio.
Alderman Matt Casey.
Appreciate y'all hearing him out.
The reason that I ran for alderman is folks were tired of hearing half truths from politicians who didn't give a damn about this ward.
I do.
Victor's older brother, he did what he did.
I can't change that.
But Victor's not his brother's keeper.
Let him out of the house so he can walk around the neighborhood.
You do that, I'm good for a favor.
[ominous music.]
Know what I got my eyes on? Pair of mukluks.
Know how much they cost? $299.
Yeah, that's funny, because I already got a $300 easy clean deep fryer on order.
- Mm-hmm.
- All right, people.
It's a dead heat.
Whoever wins the last one walks away the champ.
Places, please! [playful music.]
- Ooh! - Fastest mai tai wins.
You ready, Mouch? Marks! Set! Go! And we're off! Here we go, here we go, she's rounding the bend, rounding the bend, she's blowing it up.
Pouring the liquor in.
We're concerned about rum.
Here we go, some more on Herrmann's side, and he's up by one, two, three seconds ahead of Kidd.
Here we go.
Kidd is running around behind.
Still neck and neck.
Here we go.
Herrmann is still coming in for the first, Kidd in the second.
Or it could be Kidd in the first and Herrmann in the second.
Who knows? What do we know? - He's getting close! - Nobody knows.
Shake it like a salt shaker.
Here we go; Herrmann putting down the bottle and last, a rim with an orange.
Wait a second.
Done! [bell dings.]
[cheering, murmuring.]
What is this? Christmas? What this is simple syrup.
Not Orgeat.
You need Orgeat to make a mai tai.
You cannot make a mai tai without Orgeat.
[sighs.]
[gavel pounds.]
Ladies and gentlemen, the winner is Stella Kidd.
[all cheering.]
[phone ringing.]
Yes, baby! Whoo! Whoo! Yes! [phone ringing.]
Hello? Brian.
Will Halsted.
Oh, hey, Doc.
[Chuckles.]
Everything okay? I went to check on your blood work, and there's no record of you signing in.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, you know, I, uh I didn't have time that day, so This isn't the sort of thing you wait around on.
You know the risk.
You need to get this done as soon as you can.
[alarm blares.]
Ambulance 61.
Person down from unknown causes.
1550 Michigan Avenue.
Yeah.
[Laughs.]
Okay.
Thanks.
[bell dings.]
Is it Groundhog Day, or am I having a flashback? Nope.
Same place.
[soft jazz playing.]
Fire department.
Someone call for a paramedic? In here.
Ugh.
Perfume.
You okay, ma'am? I'm feeling faint.
Yeah, I think you're gonna be just fine, ma'am.
I'm really embarrassed about what happened last time.
No, don't be.
120 over 80.
You're as healthy as can be.
- Really? - Yup.
Am I looking better? Yeah, you look radiant.
Nah, I'm okay.
Please.
Thank you.
[giggles.]
Uh Don't mind me, ma'am.
I'll just start documenting a refusal.
[indistinct radio chatter.]
Not sure I'd classify that as a major medical emergency.
Did she feel your face again? No.
Did she feel any part of your body? No, she didn't.
It's not gonna happen.
What are you talking about? Couple guys from their crew got rolled up by cops.
- They think - You said they were on board.
It went sideways.
What do you want me to tell you? That kid needs to stay locked down at his place.
- Thanks for trying.
- Mm.
Hey.
How you doing? Taking him home.
How's the arm? Won't keep me from walking.
Yeah, uh, listen.
I know we talked about it, but you can't walk there, Victor.
- It's too dangerous.
- We live here, you know? This is our home.
Yeah, I appreciate what you're saying.
- I really do - Mr.
Casey, my dad God rest his soul, but he used to always say, "Whenever you're afraid of something, you go right at it, or it'll control you for the rest of your life.
" So I will be walking to my graduation.
[dramatic music.]
Where's your mom at? She said to stay here with you till she got back.
She was upset.
I could tell.
Well, I'm sure it's no big deal.
I think it has something to do with her work.
Uh, I tell you what.
I'll check in with her to make sure everything's all right, but I'm telling you, it's cool.
- You think? - Yeah.
Come on.
Let's get something to eat.
[alarm blares.]
Truck 81, squad three, ambulance 61, structure fire.
1800 block.
- You know where the fridge is? - Yeah.
Okay, we'll be back in a bit, all right? And, hey, J.
J.
Everything's gonna be cool.
Mm-hmm.
[sirens blaring.]
[dramatic music.]
Hey! Tell me what happened.
The still just blew up out of nowhere, sounded like a mortar round.
Your men, are they accounted for? No, there's two missing.
There was one in a real bad shape.
- And the other one? - Distillery operator.
He never came out.
Okay, Brett, Jimmy.
You're triage.
Engine, let a hose line out.
Truck, Squad, search and rescue.
There are two missing.
Sev, take the west side.
We'll take the east.
Hey, guys, extinguishers and stokes, let's move it.
81, silver bullets.
Kidd, bring the sked.
- Copy that.
- Let's go, let's go, let's go! Fire department, call out! Fire department, call out! Herrmann! Got anything? Nothing so far, Lieutenant! Over there! He's down here! Kidd! Bring the sked over here! Copy that! How is he? I got a pulse, but he's bleeding out fast! Get him out of here! Talk to me, Casey.
We got one victim, critical condition! Bringing him out now! This whole place is like a bomb ready to explode! Hey! Hey, you! Hey, he's deaf from the blast! Hey, Chief, we found our second victim! His arm's caught in a machine! We're gonna need a small airbag! Message received.
Severide.
Hey, Dawson, we'll be there in 2 minutes! Set off your PASS device so we can find you! Hey! I found the power switch! Don't! What the hell was that? Some machines, they finish their cycle when you cut the power! That would tear his arm off before we got him free! [dramatic music.]
Over here, I got him! Come on! We got to hurry! This whole place is gonna blow! Hey, Cruz! Throw a wedge in that gap! Nobody touch the power switch, this could be a full-cycle machine! [grunting.]
Hang on, bud, we'll get you out! Airbag's ready to go! Raise it up! Nice and slow! [grunting.]
[screaming.]
We're good! You can turn the power off now! Thanks! [somber music.]
Gunny said you wanted to see us? Come on in, sit down.
How's it working out between you two? Uh, all good.
What about you, Jimmy? How you liking being a paramedic? - Love it.
- Good.
Apparently, you two have made some fans out there.
Says on the card that you are welcome for tea anytime.
You care to clarify that? Yeah, we treated the patient.
Um, she poured some tea.
I drank it.
I was documenting a refusal anyway.
It wasn't like a big delay or anything.
But there was a delay.
I was there 5 minutes, tops.
You go on a call, you treat the victim, and then you leave.
Am I making myself clear? Yes, sir.
Good.
I was just trying to give her a little dignity back.
Hang on a sec.
Fair point.
[light music.]
[sighs.]
- [dog barks.]
- Whoa! Ready? Up! Hey, J.
J.
, run and grab Pouch another treat, would you? Yeah.
Come on, Pouch.
[sniffling.]
Buddy at the district told me about the case.
You okay? [sniffling.]
Surveillance team picked up something on a wire.
Threats were made.
I I didn't want to freak J.
J.
out, so I brought him here.
No, no problem.
Thank you.
In a couple days, this will hopefully all be over.
Well drop him off anytime, and anything else you need, you let me know.
- Okay? - Thank you.
- You okay? - Yeah.
I love you.
Love you, too, Mom.
All right, already, I'm getting you your money.
- Don't crowd me.
- Keep it.
Let me manage Molly's for you instead.
Okay? I promise you will not regret it.
I will start on base salary.
You guys do group tips or individual? - Individual.
- Great.
All the better.
Look.
I will get your percentages back up.
I got great vendors to bring to the table.
This could really work out.
Or you could pay me $300.
Herrmann.
You thinking what I'm thinking? You get an employee and $300.
I mean, she's basically paying you for the job.
Talk about a win-win, right? Yeah.
Wait a minute.
Tell me you two weren't in cahoots on this.
Pulling some kind of reverse psychology thing on me? Herrmann, come on.
No way.
[tense music.]
He can't walk out of his own house.
Look at the alternative.
Kid has a very determined look in his eye, which I respect, but I I'm also worried about.
With good cause.
[sighs.]
Know what? I've been trying to solve this as an alderman.
Instead, I'm gonna handle it as a man.
How? I'll walk him to his graduation.
Yeah.
[loud clattering, whirring.]
Alderman Casey.
Call me Matt.
He's not listening to me.
Hey.
You going? Yeah.
I'll go with you.
- I don't need a babysitter.
- Yeah, I know you don't.
But I'm walking with you.
I'll get my cap and gown.
Ready when you are, Lieutenant.
[heartfelt music.]
Chief Boden once told me, "A hero's not somebody who's unafraid.
It's the guy who's scared to death and does what's right anyway.
" Thanks, Mr.
Casey.
- So? - Hey.
What did Halsted have to say? Got my blood drawn that day.
Clean bill of health.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
Isn't it? See you around.
[rock music playing.]
Thanks.
Excuse me.
Is Matt Casey in? Uh, yeah.
He's right over there.
Thanks.
Alderman Casey.
Yeah, uh Matt's fine.
Susan Weller, political consultant.
I work with some of the biggest names in the party, and not just in Chicago.
Okay.
When I saw the YouTube video of you walking the kid to school, I knew you were the real deal.
Yeah, his name is Victor Vasquez.
And he's a hero, not me.
I think you've got a national future ahead of you, and I'd be happy to help shape it.
Okay.
You need anything else, let me know.
Danny Booker.
You have to get the community leaders behind you.
I've been doing some thinking about the way things work here in Chicago.
Drugs will no longer be sold on the two corners bordering Anderson High School.
They need to know they're safe when they go to school.
Who says I can make that happen? We just have to trust each other's word is good.
[tense music.]
Hm.
Just put up a new one, Otis.
Are you out of your mind? Please don't tell me that you believe in all that craziness.
What I don't believe in, Joe, is tempting fate.
- Johnny Ewing, Jr.
- Huh? - Excuse me? - What, y Johnny Ewing, Jr.
over at 118 fell through the roof, shattered his femur on the same day that somebody pulled his name tag off his locker.
Don't monkey around with a man's mojo, Cruz.
Ever.
[laughs.]
Oh, dude, what the hell happened to your back? Oh, come on.
You think I'm falling for that? No, seriously, dude, you have a bruise the size of a breadbasket.
Really? - Yeah.
- I didn't notice.
I must haven't banged it on a call or something.
Hey, have you noticed a drop in customers at Molly's lately? No, why? We're down 8% from the same time last year.
Get out of here.
Fact: 90% of bars go under because of poor management.
You guys sure you know what you're doing over there? - Hey, fact.
- Hm? I have spilt more beer than you've ever laid eyes on.
Yeah, right.
I ran the best pub in Milwaukee for 2 1/2 years.
The best.
The best.
Uh, guess what? Milwaukee ain't Chicago, doll.
I will go toe-to-toe with any bar owner alive.
- You included, Herrmann.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- You think you can run a bar better than me, you got another thing coming.
Guys! Guys! There's a simple way to settle this.
[slapping legs.]
The Bar Olympics.
- Okay.
- You in? Yeah.
See this? See this? - Yeah.
- That's $300.
Put your money where your mouth is.
- Oh, yeah? - Mm-hmm.
Okay.
All right, you see that? That's, um Hey, Mouch, will you spot me? I'm covered.
[alarm blares.]
Truck 81, Ambulance 61, person in distress.
Racine and Loomis.
[sirens wailing.]
[horn honking.]
[dramatic music.]
Somebody call the fire department? Over here.
Under the L tracks, quick! Up there.
Help me! [dramatic music.]
Herrmann, Mouch, - 20-foot ladder! - Got it.
Kidd, Dawson, rope bag and webbing.
Copy that.
- Help me, man.
- All right, hold on, kid! We're coming.
[indistinct radio chatter.]
What's your name? - Victor.
- I'm Lieutenant Casey.
We're gonna get you down, okay? Hey, Victor? He's going into shock! - Keep him conscious.
- Hey! Stay with me, Victor! Herrmann.
Webbing's coming up.
Rope bag.
Coming up.
- Rope bag, Lieutenant.
- Thank you.
[sighs.]
[grunting.]
Oh! Lieutenant! Gah! Ah.
[grunting.]
[panting.]
I'm okay.
Rope bag coming down.
- Take up the slack.
- Got it! Let me cut your hands loose.
It'll take the pressure off.
He's all yours! Take him down! All right, we got him! Strong radial pulse.
Hey, you're gonna make it.
[raspy breathing.]
The hell was that? He's just a kid.
[sighs.]
How's it going? Still standing.
- You? - Same.
Looking better than the last time I saw you.
Though I am partial to a man with blood on his knuckles.
[laughs.]
Can I ask you a favor? No sweat, what's up? Give my son a tour of 51? Sure.
- It'd be a big help.
- What's with the unmarked? Just some people I'm working with.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
This is Lieutenant Severide.
What's up, bud? - What's your name? - J.
J.
J.
J.
, I'm Kelly.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you too.
Okay.
I'll be back soon, 'kay? - Bye, Mom.
- Thanks.
Hey, I got you covered.
Want to sit inside the squad? [dog barks.]
[gasps.]
Hey, who's this? What's your name? Who's a good girl? Who's a good girl? - Excuse me, sir? - Yes.
May I help you? You're Matthew Casey, the alderman? I am.
So you just sit back and allow these things in your ward? I'm sorry, and you are? Patricia Vasquez.
You pulled my grandson Victor down from the L tracks.
Yeah.
How is he? He's in the ICU.
I'm sorry.
He's a good kid.
On the honor roll every semester since his father died.
[sighs.]
He's got nothing to do with gangs.
Was that who did this to him? They're turning our neighborhood into a war zone.
My baby doesn't deserve that.
No.
He doesn't.
He's graduating in three days.
Been waiting his whole life for this.
But I'm afraid the next time he walks down that block, they might kill him.
What are you gonna do about that? [ominous music.]
[sighs, groans softly.]
[exhales.]
- Thanks for coming down.
- Anytime, Chief.
Casey.
- You know Kevin, right? - Yeah.
I've asked him to come down, help us with this Victor Vasquez situation.
How's it looking? Well, I checked in with gang unit, and apparently Victor's older brother used to run with the 18th Street gangsters, until he got jammed up, started working with us.
And naturally, he hasn't made too many friends since then.
What's that got to do with Victor? His brother's cooperation with the cops has placed the bill in his lap that he's paying for now.
And the police are going after whoever did this? Definitely.
Definitely looking into it.
These kind of things just take time.
What am I supposed to tell Victor? My advice is that you just tell him to park it.
Just chill till things cool down, and be on the safe side.
Hey.
How you doing, Victor? It only hurts when I breathe.
They're saying you'll be out in time to get your diploma.
Grandma told you? - In no uncertain terms.
- [chuckles.]
She has a way of getting a point across.
Anyway, if you want, I'd be happy to drive you.
Thanks, man, but I'll get there on my own two feet.
Given what happened, um I'm not sure that's a great idea.
[sighs.]
Look.
I'm not getting bullied.
If they want to stop me, then they'll have to kill me first.
[dramatic music.]
The rules are simple.
Two contestants, ten events, winner takes all.
Who's the judge? I am.
And all decisions are final.
I can live with that.
Good.
First up.
- Otis.
- Sorry.
Uh-huh.
Beverage trivia.
Oh.
[light applause.]
Who goes first? Do you - Uh, roshambo you for it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Ready? - Yeah.
- Ro! Sham! Bo! - One! Two! Boom! Poop! - All right.
- Got it.
All right, uh "Grapes and Grains" for 100.
This distilled spirit is made from a type of grain closely related to barley.
- What is rye? - Correct! - [bell rings.]
- I like that, Herrmann.
"Grapes and Grains" for 200.
This wine originated in France, but is now most commonly associated with Argentina.
Oh, what is M Malbec? [bell rings.]
[applause.]
- Oh, yeah - Okay, all right.
Okay, I will take, uh, "Grapes and Grains" for 300.
[bell ringing.]
It's our Daily Double.
[laughing.]
Filtering this distilled spirit through sugar maple charcoal distinguishes it from its cousin.
[clears throat.]
Ooh.
Um, what is Tennessee whiskey? - Oh! - Oh, oh! Suck it! [Laughs.]
Boom.
Boom, boom.
- Hey, pal.
- Hey, J.
J.
Check out the spreaders, huh? [growls.]
Cool.
Hey, Pouch, hey.
Uh, his mom is due back when, now? Hour and a half ago.
[laughs.]
Well, he's not gonna be a firefighter.
Maybe a dog trainer.
You got a dog at home? My mom won't let me.
She got bit when she was a kid, so she's not really into them.
When I was a kid, my old man told me he never wanted me to be a firefighter 'cause he knew how dangerous the job was.
Day I made squad, never saw Dad so proud.
Sometimes parents don't know what they want till they've got it.
Yeah.
This is Chicago, not Kandahar, Chief.
Kids shouldn't have to live like this.
What about that community leader? The one that brokered the deal to keep the drugs away from the school? Booker? Kept up his end of the bargain, right? The police cameras came down, and they stopped dealing on the corners.
So maybe you could do it again.
[alarm blares.]
Ambulance 61, person down from unknown causes.
1550 Michigan Avenue.
[siren wailing.]
All right, what do we got? Tenant's sister called me in a panic.
Uh, they were on the phone, she heard a thud, and the line went dead.
- How long ago was that? - Maybe 15 minutes.
She called me.
I called 911.
[tense music.]
There, okay.
Fire department! Hello! [soft coughing.]
- Turn her over.
- Okay.
[soft groaning.]
I got a pulse, but her respirations are only 10.
Hold on.
Hydrocodone.
All right, she's ODing.
Get an IV in.
I'll hit her with Narcan.
[sighs.]
Pushing 0.
4.
It shouldn't take this long, should it? She's burning up with a fever.
Her skin is dry.
It's got to be something else.
Ah Looks like some sort of abdominal surgery.
All right, she might be septic from infection.
Give her a fluid bolus.
[sighs.]
Come on.
Hey, can you hear me? - Where am I? - You're at home.
Who are you? I'm Jimmy Borrelli, paramedic.
Am I dreaming? Uh, no.
Ma'am, did you recently have surgery? I had a tummy tuck.
Oh, my God.
I am so sorry.
Oh, my God, you came in here and you saw me like this.
Hey, we're gonna get you to Chicago Med, all right? Sorry I'm late.
He okay? Yeah, you? Yeah.
J.
J.
was hungry made him a sandwich.
Thanks.
Took longer than I thought it would.
Something you want to let me in on? State's attorney won't let me.
Hi, Buster.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Can we get a dog, Mom? Please? Well, if he's anything like this one, we might be open for business.
Come on, let's go.
- Okay.
- See ya, bud.
Bye.
See ya, Pouch.
Call me after shift, we'll get a drink.
I'll tell you what I can.
Okay.
Thanks again.
Hey, Sylvie.
Hey, could you, uh, do me a favor? Sure.
Could you look at something for me? It's probably nothing, but - Yeah.
- Okay.
Here.
[sighs.]
Oh, wow.
Yeah.
Did you bang it on something during a call? That's the thing, I've been racking my brain, and I I definitely didn't.
- Huh.
- There's, um And there's also this.
Yeah, you should definitely get that looked at.
Oh, my God, are you saying I have cancer? No, Otis, I'm not saying you have cancer.
I'm saying get a doctor to look at it so you don't give yourself an ulcer.
You need me to drive you? No, I'm good.
I'm Russian.
[Laughs.]
[chuckles.]
What does that mean? I I don't know, I'm just nervous.
Just do me a favor and don't tell anybody, okay? Thanks.
[foreboding music.]
Herrmann's up first.
All right.
[rock music playing.]
What we got there is a Pinot Grigio.
- Mer! Negative! - [laughing.]
Get out of here! All right.
All right, all right.
- Go ahead, Stella.
- All right.
Chenin blanc.
[bell dings, all cheer.]
Advantage, Kidd! [all cheering.]
- Yes! - You stink! Whoo-hoo-hoo! - And now, for the win.
- Okay.
All right.
It's not Sauvignon Blanc, but it's close.
Verdejo.
- Boo-yah! - [All cheering.]
- [yells.]
- [laughs.]
- Way to go, girl! - Yeah! - Yes! - [groans.]
[laughs.]
What can I say? I got a magic tongue.
- Oh - Don't say it.
Don't.
Hey, what's up? Hey, you seen, um Holloway at the district? No, why? Well, she was supposed to meet me here almost an hour ago.
Well, I can't imagine she's got a lot of time for anything outside of prepping for the Biasso case.
Didn't know about it.
Couple years back, she worked this undercover narcotics case.
It's a crew of Mexican nationals, brutally violent, connected to El Chapo himself.
Two street lieutenants got popped, but the main guy fled.
Last week, local boys picked him up on a fugitive warrant.
State's attorney's calling her in to testify.
- Oof.
- Yeah.
- I gotta run.
- Yeah, thanks.
- Be safe.
- All right.
All right, yeah.
That's it.
- Hey, Doc.
- Hey, right in there.
Got to go.
Bye.
Hey, uh, even though this is technically an informal visit, it's still totally confidential, right? Yeah.
Take your shirt off, Brian.
Okay.
It's, uh not sore to the touch.
I I'm feeling great lately.
Never better, really.
You have a similar contusion on your hip? Is that correct? Yeah.
Same thing.
It's not sore at all.
I'm assuming that's a good thing.
Any night sweats lately? No.
Excessive fatigue? - Mm-mm.
- Okay.
You can get dressed.
I'm gonna have you go sign in, and we'll draw some blood to rule a few things out, okay? This is a shot in the dark, but, uh I was online, and I read that easy bruising is a sign of leukemia.
Is that true? Hey, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Yeah.
It's cool.
Just be honest with me.
Can be.
Yes.
[dramatic music.]
[loud clattering, whirring.]
Congratulations on the win, alderman.
Thanks.
Appreciate you making this sit-down happen.
Worked well for both of us last time, right? They're in the car? These cats are shot callers for 18th Street.
They ain't got a lot of love for people who help the police.
Step lightly.
Tony, Julio.
Alderman Matt Casey.
Appreciate y'all hearing him out.
The reason that I ran for alderman is folks were tired of hearing half truths from politicians who didn't give a damn about this ward.
I do.
Victor's older brother, he did what he did.
I can't change that.
But Victor's not his brother's keeper.
Let him out of the house so he can walk around the neighborhood.
You do that, I'm good for a favor.
[ominous music.]
Know what I got my eyes on? Pair of mukluks.
Know how much they cost? $299.
Yeah, that's funny, because I already got a $300 easy clean deep fryer on order.
- Mm-hmm.
- All right, people.
It's a dead heat.
Whoever wins the last one walks away the champ.
Places, please! [playful music.]
- Ooh! - Fastest mai tai wins.
You ready, Mouch? Marks! Set! Go! And we're off! Here we go, here we go, she's rounding the bend, rounding the bend, she's blowing it up.
Pouring the liquor in.
We're concerned about rum.
Here we go, some more on Herrmann's side, and he's up by one, two, three seconds ahead of Kidd.
Here we go.
Kidd is running around behind.
Still neck and neck.
Here we go.
Herrmann is still coming in for the first, Kidd in the second.
Or it could be Kidd in the first and Herrmann in the second.
Who knows? What do we know? - He's getting close! - Nobody knows.
Shake it like a salt shaker.
Here we go; Herrmann putting down the bottle and last, a rim with an orange.
Wait a second.
Done! [bell dings.]
[cheering, murmuring.]
What is this? Christmas? What this is simple syrup.
Not Orgeat.
You need Orgeat to make a mai tai.
You cannot make a mai tai without Orgeat.
[sighs.]
[gavel pounds.]
Ladies and gentlemen, the winner is Stella Kidd.
[all cheering.]
[phone ringing.]
Yes, baby! Whoo! Whoo! Yes! [phone ringing.]
Hello? Brian.
Will Halsted.
Oh, hey, Doc.
[Chuckles.]
Everything okay? I went to check on your blood work, and there's no record of you signing in.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, you know, I, uh I didn't have time that day, so This isn't the sort of thing you wait around on.
You know the risk.
You need to get this done as soon as you can.
[alarm blares.]
Ambulance 61.
Person down from unknown causes.
1550 Michigan Avenue.
Yeah.
[Laughs.]
Okay.
Thanks.
[bell dings.]
Is it Groundhog Day, or am I having a flashback? Nope.
Same place.
[soft jazz playing.]
Fire department.
Someone call for a paramedic? In here.
Ugh.
Perfume.
You okay, ma'am? I'm feeling faint.
Yeah, I think you're gonna be just fine, ma'am.
I'm really embarrassed about what happened last time.
No, don't be.
120 over 80.
You're as healthy as can be.
- Really? - Yup.
Am I looking better? Yeah, you look radiant.
Nah, I'm okay.
Please.
Thank you.
[giggles.]
Uh Don't mind me, ma'am.
I'll just start documenting a refusal.
[indistinct radio chatter.]
Not sure I'd classify that as a major medical emergency.
Did she feel your face again? No.
Did she feel any part of your body? No, she didn't.
It's not gonna happen.
What are you talking about? Couple guys from their crew got rolled up by cops.
- They think - You said they were on board.
It went sideways.
What do you want me to tell you? That kid needs to stay locked down at his place.
- Thanks for trying.
- Mm.
Hey.
How you doing? Taking him home.
How's the arm? Won't keep me from walking.
Yeah, uh, listen.
I know we talked about it, but you can't walk there, Victor.
- It's too dangerous.
- We live here, you know? This is our home.
Yeah, I appreciate what you're saying.
- I really do - Mr.
Casey, my dad God rest his soul, but he used to always say, "Whenever you're afraid of something, you go right at it, or it'll control you for the rest of your life.
" So I will be walking to my graduation.
[dramatic music.]
Where's your mom at? She said to stay here with you till she got back.
She was upset.
I could tell.
Well, I'm sure it's no big deal.
I think it has something to do with her work.
Uh, I tell you what.
I'll check in with her to make sure everything's all right, but I'm telling you, it's cool.
- You think? - Yeah.
Come on.
Let's get something to eat.
[alarm blares.]
Truck 81, squad three, ambulance 61, structure fire.
1800 block.
- You know where the fridge is? - Yeah.
Okay, we'll be back in a bit, all right? And, hey, J.
J.
Everything's gonna be cool.
Mm-hmm.
[sirens blaring.]
[dramatic music.]
Hey! Tell me what happened.
The still just blew up out of nowhere, sounded like a mortar round.
Your men, are they accounted for? No, there's two missing.
There was one in a real bad shape.
- And the other one? - Distillery operator.
He never came out.
Okay, Brett, Jimmy.
You're triage.
Engine, let a hose line out.
Truck, Squad, search and rescue.
There are two missing.
Sev, take the west side.
We'll take the east.
Hey, guys, extinguishers and stokes, let's move it.
81, silver bullets.
Kidd, bring the sked.
- Copy that.
- Let's go, let's go, let's go! Fire department, call out! Fire department, call out! Herrmann! Got anything? Nothing so far, Lieutenant! Over there! He's down here! Kidd! Bring the sked over here! Copy that! How is he? I got a pulse, but he's bleeding out fast! Get him out of here! Talk to me, Casey.
We got one victim, critical condition! Bringing him out now! This whole place is like a bomb ready to explode! Hey! Hey, you! Hey, he's deaf from the blast! Hey, Chief, we found our second victim! His arm's caught in a machine! We're gonna need a small airbag! Message received.
Severide.
Hey, Dawson, we'll be there in 2 minutes! Set off your PASS device so we can find you! Hey! I found the power switch! Don't! What the hell was that? Some machines, they finish their cycle when you cut the power! That would tear his arm off before we got him free! [dramatic music.]
Over here, I got him! Come on! We got to hurry! This whole place is gonna blow! Hey, Cruz! Throw a wedge in that gap! Nobody touch the power switch, this could be a full-cycle machine! [grunting.]
Hang on, bud, we'll get you out! Airbag's ready to go! Raise it up! Nice and slow! [grunting.]
[screaming.]
We're good! You can turn the power off now! Thanks! [somber music.]
Gunny said you wanted to see us? Come on in, sit down.
How's it working out between you two? Uh, all good.
What about you, Jimmy? How you liking being a paramedic? - Love it.
- Good.
Apparently, you two have made some fans out there.
Says on the card that you are welcome for tea anytime.
You care to clarify that? Yeah, we treated the patient.
Um, she poured some tea.
I drank it.
I was documenting a refusal anyway.
It wasn't like a big delay or anything.
But there was a delay.
I was there 5 minutes, tops.
You go on a call, you treat the victim, and then you leave.
Am I making myself clear? Yes, sir.
Good.
I was just trying to give her a little dignity back.
Hang on a sec.
Fair point.
[light music.]
[sighs.]
- [dog barks.]
- Whoa! Ready? Up! Hey, J.
J.
, run and grab Pouch another treat, would you? Yeah.
Come on, Pouch.
[sniffling.]
Buddy at the district told me about the case.
You okay? [sniffling.]
Surveillance team picked up something on a wire.
Threats were made.
I I didn't want to freak J.
J.
out, so I brought him here.
No, no problem.
Thank you.
In a couple days, this will hopefully all be over.
Well drop him off anytime, and anything else you need, you let me know.
- Okay? - Thank you.
- You okay? - Yeah.
I love you.
Love you, too, Mom.
All right, already, I'm getting you your money.
- Don't crowd me.
- Keep it.
Let me manage Molly's for you instead.
Okay? I promise you will not regret it.
I will start on base salary.
You guys do group tips or individual? - Individual.
- Great.
All the better.
Look.
I will get your percentages back up.
I got great vendors to bring to the table.
This could really work out.
Or you could pay me $300.
Herrmann.
You thinking what I'm thinking? You get an employee and $300.
I mean, she's basically paying you for the job.
Talk about a win-win, right? Yeah.
Wait a minute.
Tell me you two weren't in cahoots on this.
Pulling some kind of reverse psychology thing on me? Herrmann, come on.
No way.
[tense music.]
He can't walk out of his own house.
Look at the alternative.
Kid has a very determined look in his eye, which I respect, but I I'm also worried about.
With good cause.
[sighs.]
Know what? I've been trying to solve this as an alderman.
Instead, I'm gonna handle it as a man.
How? I'll walk him to his graduation.
Yeah.
[loud clattering, whirring.]
Alderman Casey.
Call me Matt.
He's not listening to me.
Hey.
You going? Yeah.
I'll go with you.
- I don't need a babysitter.
- Yeah, I know you don't.
But I'm walking with you.
I'll get my cap and gown.
Ready when you are, Lieutenant.
[heartfelt music.]
Chief Boden once told me, "A hero's not somebody who's unafraid.
It's the guy who's scared to death and does what's right anyway.
" Thanks, Mr.
Casey.
- So? - Hey.
What did Halsted have to say? Got my blood drawn that day.
Clean bill of health.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
Isn't it? See you around.
[rock music playing.]
Thanks.
Excuse me.
Is Matt Casey in? Uh, yeah.
He's right over there.
Thanks.
Alderman Casey.
Yeah, uh Matt's fine.
Susan Weller, political consultant.
I work with some of the biggest names in the party, and not just in Chicago.
Okay.
When I saw the YouTube video of you walking the kid to school, I knew you were the real deal.
Yeah, his name is Victor Vasquez.
And he's a hero, not me.
I think you've got a national future ahead of you, and I'd be happy to help shape it.
Okay.