02x12 - Out With A Bang

[bunniefuu]

You good? No after-effects?

How do you walk away from a building collapse like that?

You'd tell me if something was wrong, right?

I'd like you all to give a nice warm welcome to our new paramedic in charge, Miss Alison Rafferty.

Hi, I'm Gabriela Dawson.

Rebecca Jones.

Her father is Deputy District Chief Lionel Jones.

He's very keen on having his daughter get through the academy.

I don't care whose kid she is.

Make it work.

Ok, guys. You can't pass this test, you won't pass the Firefighter II exam, given at the end of academy training, which means that you will not become a firefighter.

Simple as that. You have one hour.

Starting now.

[Conversing quietly in front of classroom]

Hey, Chief.

I see you haven't submitted the accident report for the Quincy fire yet.

Yeah. I'm sorry about that.

I'll get on it.

Everything going okay?

You feel good?

I feel great.

Just went to the doctor, he said everything checks out, so yeah.

Exactly what I want to hear.

So get that report done and let's put it behind us.

Will do. Thanks, Chief.

Ah, will you look at this?

Could they at least get you a T-shirt that fit you?

[Wolf whistles]

You will still sit with us, won't you?

Okay, I know the traditions.

You guys have some sort of prank planned for me?

Well, good luck, because I'm keeping my eyes wide open.

Hey, Casey, how's Dawson doing at the academy?

I miss my partner.

Way to make the new girl feel welcome.

Look, it's going to take more than just h*m* and too much eye shadow to win my affections, Rafferty.

Hey, is Dawson coming by here?

'Cause the bank is stepping in now, and they need us to come up with 10% of Molly's assessed value.

And since we don't have 50,000 bucks laying around, we're looking to get an extension.

Yes, she'll be here.

Hey, did you pick up lumber at the salvage place?

I did, but there's too much to fit in my truck.

We need a transport.

Hey, any of you guys have a contact with a trucking company who can haul lumber on the cheap, or, better yet, for free?

Yes, Mouch, you know someone?

No, I... I have a question.

Even though he's no longer the candidate, Mills can still do the cooking, right?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Forget it.

I already tossed my pots and pans.

Okay, starting next week, we draw straws.

In the meantime, I'll call Katie and see if she can cook up something for us today.

Hey!

I want you to picture something, all right?

You, Katie, hanging out, having fun, getting all hetero on each other, and then, like most relationships, it ends badly, and then Katie goes to Severide, and she's like, "[Crying] No!

Otis broke my heart, Kelly. He broke my heart."

[Squeaks]

That's how that'll end, all right?

Let me guess... you're in charge of hardware store runs for the big construction project.

Mm-hmm.

Damn it.

Are you Leslie Shay?

No, I'm... Leslie Shay, yeah.

Ms. Shay, I've been trying to track you down this week because I'm the successor trustee for Darryl Bell, and you're the trust beneficiary.

The... the what?

Mr. Bell designated that, upon his death, all of his assets be transferred to you.

The keys to his apartment, which now belongs to you, as does everything in it.

Whoa.

Here's all the relevant paperwork.

But I don't want it.

Under the law, it's yours, whether you want it or not.

[Alarm]

Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61...

Squad-man to the rescue!

[Horns blasting, sirens]

Looks like we got a small fire on one.

51, get a line in there.

Truck, Squad, give me a primary search on both floors.

Clarke, Capp, second floor.

Mills, grab a silver b*llet and stay with me. We'll take the first.

Cruz, raise the aerial.

Otis and Mouch, check the basement.

Herrmann, with me.

Fire department! Everyone evacuate the building!

Sir, we need you to head on outside.

This is my home. I can't leave my belongings.

Get out of here before you get hurt!

Don't touch me!

Mills, hit that.

Yeah.

Herrmann, right here!

On three! One, two, three!

Lieutenant, we got a barbecue grill over here!

It's propane! Everybody out, it's gonna blow!

[Boden grunts, crowd shouting]

Mills! You all right?

I'm good.

Severide, status, now!

We're all okay. Got the victim out.

Propane grill exploded. One room fire.

51, get a line on it.

B.P. is 112 over 74.

Let's keep her at 15 liters, and we'll go from there.

All right, take some nice, deep breaths for me, okay?

You know how dangerous it is to use a propane grill inside?

You're a very lucky young lady.

Don't you yell at her! She was just doing what she could to keep from freezing to death.

The problem is our cheapskate landlord.

He won't fix the damn heat, so we're all doing whatever we can to stay alive in there.

Just heard two more recruits dropped out.

Stevenson and the short guy who threw up after the hose drill yesterday.

You know, I can handle the physical stuff, but... I have dyslexia, so the memorizing and writing stuff down, it's always been tough for me.

You're not the only person to come through the academy with dyslexia.

Talk to the instructors.

Instructor Severide's already gunning for me.

I don't want to give him more a*mo.

[Clears throat] Yeah, I have to study.

I thought I'd put the Darryl stuff behind me, which wasn't easy, but why would he leave everything to me?

Who knows?

I don't want any of it.

It just feels like blood money, somehow.

What kind of blood money we talking here?

Get out of here.

Hey, Clarke, what's this insignia mean?

Darryl Bell was a Navy man.

Boatswain mate, third class.

I gotta deal with this?

Hey, Mills?

There's some guy in the tower looking for you.

Kenny Bloomfeld with the Chicago Sun-Times.

I'm writing an article on you for the paper.

On me?

Yeah.

You're one of the youngest guys ever to make Rescue Squad for the C.F.D.

That's quite an achievement.

You have a minute to talk?

Yeah, sure. Let's talk.

Most guys are on the job for many years before they make Squad, if they ever make it at all.

So what do you think makes you so exceptional?

Well, I'm good-looking, which I think is the most important part, honestly, 'cause C.F.D. loves a camera-ready face, and experience is really irrelevant when all you do is eat, and sleep, and eat, and sleep, you know.

Come on.

No, really, we... we don't do much.

I guess there's a reason why they say Squad is the last to the fire, first to the dinner table, huh?

[Pats belly, laughs]

This yard's perfect. Great get.

Listen, I have a favor to ask.

Sure.

Uh, the Chief asked me to fill out the accident report from my injury.

The doc said I checked out, but that there might be some concussion-related memory issues for a while, since I got my bell rung pretty good.

The thing is, I don't remember the two days leading up to the accident.

What?

Sounds like you got more than just your bell rung.

It's fine, trust me.

But if I tell Boden, red flags go up, and suddenly everything becomes a big deal.

I just need a hand with the report.

You tell Dawson about all this?

Eh. I don't want her to worry.

Sure, yeah, I'll... I'll help with the report.

Great.

[Knock at door]

Jim Giovannetti?

[Sighs] That's right.

[Clears throat] Who are you?

Wallace Boden, Battalion Chief with the Chicago Fire Department.

We put out a fire yesterday at the building you own, 1100 Grant Place.

Right. [Laughs] Right.

Well, thank you for doing your job.

While we were at the location, we noticed that your tenants were jerry-rigging heaters to compensate for the fact that there was no working heat.

That's a very dangerous situation, not to mention illegal.

Well, I'll just have to go ahead and talk to them about that.

The heat works... works just fine, as far as I know.

I find that very hard to believe, so I have some advice for you, Mr. Giovannetti.

Make sure your tenants have working heat immediately, or the fire inspectors, they will swarm all over your properties.

The building department, they'll condemn them.

When we're done with you, you won't be able to afford the rent on one of your own apartments.

Do we understand each other?

I'm happy to check on the heat again... like I said.

You do that.

[Sighs]

[Breathing hard]

[Echoes] Darryl...

[gasps]

Sorry if I scared you.

[Exhales]

I'm Jed, Darryl's brother.

I'm... I'm guessing you're the paramedic he left everything to.

Yeah. I'm Leslie Shay.

I, uh...

Hi.

Hi. I feel terrible about all this.

I don't know why he left it to me, I...

My brother was going through a rough time, obviously, the last six months.

He was angry at the world 'cause he was sick.

[Sighs] Angry at me 'cause I didn't do enough to help.

But I tried. I really did.

I'm so sorry.

Look, I don't want the money, so you can have it, and...

[sighs]

Yeah.

That... that means so much to me and my family, I can't even tell you. Thank you.

Of course, yeah.

What if I can't do it?

Every time I put the mask on, I get claustrophobic.

Yeah, everyone does at first.

[Panting]

I feel like I'm trapped in a fishbowl!

All right, just size it up, and wear it when you study, cook, watch TV, for as long as you can.

All right?

I'll try, thanks.

Who pissed you off?

What do you mean?

You've got that look.

[Sighs]

Rebecca Jones, the other woman in my class?

I saw her cheating.

Do you think I should tell Severide?

No. Absolutely not.

Just keep your head down, focus on your own work.

Her colors will show without you stepping in.

Yeah.

[Laughter]

Your turn.

Oh, oh!

Yes! [Laughter]

You guys get one of those, then we're coming for you.

Oh, come on, that was a classic.

The fake reporter wasn't enough?

You guys had to add a lame chair gag on top of it?

What reporter?

Oh, very funny.

Hey, guys!

Chow's up!

Hey, let me... let me help you with that.

Thanks.

Hey.

Hey.

I, uh, I feel really uncomfortable going behind Severide's back with this.

With what?

We haven't done anything except play Settlers of Catan and make out.

Yeah, that's the part I'm referring to.

Then let's talk to him. We can do it together.

No. No, I'll do it.

What are you gonna tell him?

That I really like you, and that I want to see more of you.

That is so sweet.

Hey, Lieutenant, do you have a second?

Yeah, what's up?

I would like to ask Katie out on a date, and I was hoping for your blessing.

[Chainsaw revving]

Just checking the spark arrestor.

Wanted to make sure the motor was running good.

That makes sense.

Um... [Clears throat]

What were we talking about?

I don't... [Mutters]

I'm gonna go check and see if lunch is ready.

[Clears throat]

I want to ask your sister out, okay?

I have nothing but the best of intentions.

Do I have your permission?

Sure.

Awesome!

I... 'cause I'm telling you, I am the ultimate...

Take "yes" as an answer, Otis.

Okay.

Chicago Sun-Times.

Hey, you happen to have a reporter on staff named Kenny Bloomfeld?

Please hold for that extension.

[Groans]

Hello, this is Kenny. I'm not available right now.

Please leave a message, and I will return your call.

[Beep] This mailbox is full.

Good-bye.

So I called the lawyer and figured out the best way to hand everything over to Jed.

Oh, good.

So you're done with it?

Mm-hmm.

Just out of curiosity, how much you think it's all worth?

Well, it's the apartment and a couple of bonds.

And the m*llitary pension.

I didn't see anything about that in the paperwork.

But, all in all, the whole thing's about 40,000.

[Chokes]

[Alarm]

Ambulance 61, injured person.

Bendon Shopping Plaza, 8350 North Michigan...

[Casey chuckles]

The escalator just stopped out of nowhere.

Lady up top is stuck.

I need help! [Crying]

I can't move.

Okay.

All right. We're gonna get you out of here, okay?

You're gonna be all right.

What's your name?

Ella. [Crying]

Aah! [Crying]

Okay, Ella, we might need to give you a little haircut.

Oh, my God!

Get the shears.

[Thump]

[Screaming]

Okay, it's okay, calm down.

It's okay. It's all right, don't move.

Just don't move.

[Crying] Oh, my...

[crying] Oh, my God.

Nice work.

Thanks.

[Panting]

I hate it when Lakeshore is backed up.

What's wrong with Chicago Med? I like this place.

Hey, Raff.

You saved my life.

How can I thank you?

Oh, sweetie, there's no need.

Really.

"Ella Sterling, owner." That's awesome.

Leslie!

Kendra!

Oh, don't freak out.

Big lesbian hug about to go down.

I'll avert my eyes.

Hey, um, can you get the paperwork?

I'm gonna head back to the rig.

Yeah, sure.

How's Allison doing?

Rafferty?

She's fine. Why?

No reason.

Kendra, how do you know Rafferty?

She was a resident here until last year.

Her fiancé got Hodgkin's.

She dropped out of the program to take care of him.

He d*ed about six months ago.

[Door opens]

What took you so long?

Asking her advice on the latest Subaru?

Yep.

Chief Boden.

Donna Robbins, from the fire a few days ago.

Yeah, yeah, of course. I remember.

That landlord has never fixed a thing.

My cupboard doors are broken, the faucet drips.

It's... [Chuckles]

But I came home to a warm apartment last night for the first time in months.

I have a feeling you had something to do with it.

Yeah, I had a chat with him.

Well, I made you some of my special butternut squash puree.

Well, that wasn't necessary, but very kind of you.

I live alone, so I enjoy making it for other people.

Well, I'm gonna let you get back to work.

Thanks again for all that you did.

You're welcome.

Nice lady.

Very.

And you just let her walk right out of here?

What was I supposed to do?

Ask her out.

What?

Chief, you didn't notice that she was flirting with you?

Dropping the fact that she lives alone?

You really think so?

Uh-huh.

Hey.

Hey.

So I called some of my buddies down at Veteran Affairs, and, um, it turns out that Darryl's brother is diverting that m*llitary pension to himself.

For a long time now.

Thought you'd want to know.

Yeah.

Thanks.

That's pretty low.

Hey, look, I know how terrible this whole experience has been for you, but it seems to me like something good could come out of this.

Okay.

Look...

We're not grave robbers, you know, and I say this with great respect for all that you've been through and what you clearly meant to the guy.

Things happen for a reason.

Meaning what?

Meaning you could convert this money into something positive, like helping me, Herrmann, and Dawson hold onto Molly's.

I'm not keeping the money, guys.

But I just heard Clarke tell you that the brother was stealing from Darryl's pension.

The guy's a common criminal.

I mean, it's no surprise that Darryl stiffed him.

I don't want the money.

I don't want it.

The lamb looks good.

Ugh.

Who could eat a baby sheep?

Not me.

Horrible.

Veal looks amazing, though.

[Laughs]

Hey, what is that guy's problem?

He keeps looking over here.

[Sighs]

I'm sure it's no big deal.

Should we get appetizers?

Hey.

Can I help you with something?

Just looking out at my car. It's new.

Don't like parking it on the street.

Got it.

A simple apology would be nice.

Would it?

What's your problem?

It sounds like, to me, you're the one with a problem.

Matt.

Matt, it's no big deal. Come on.

Listen to your girl, pal.

Hey! Matt! Matt, stop!

This guy's a psycho!

It's fine. It's fine.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It's cool.

No, you need to leave. Now.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

It's cool. He's cool.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

We should start looking at apartments this week-end, if you want.

[sighs]

Baby?

Hmm?

That was not you last night.

I've never seen you act that way in my life.

[Sighs]

I can't say "sorry" enough times.

I'll make it up to you.

You know, I'm not... I'm not worried about the dinner.

I'm worried about you.

If we're gonna do this, you need to be honest with me.

I'm fine.

I haven't been sleeping great.

That's just part of getting back on the work schedule.

I'm better every day.

I promise.

Hey!

Hey, Kenny! Kenny, hey!

There you are, man.

Look, I don't know if you got any of my emails, but I just want you to know, I was completely kidding in that interview.

I thought the whole thing was a prank.

You said what you said.

No. No, Kenny.

Kenny, listen, the guys, we do this whole thing.

They play pranks...

Kenny! No!

[Sighs]

All right, listen up. Once we get the smoke up and started, I'll send you in two by two.

You'll make your way through the tower and then back out the other side.

Some of the spaces are tight, but they're all manageable, so no excuses. And mask up at the door.

Reiger, Price, you're up.

We got this, Dawson. No sweat.

Jones, Dawson, go.

It's a low bridge!

Go for it!

[Grunting]

[Gasping]

[Gasping, coughing]

You good?

[Breath slowing]

It's okay. Come on, Dawson.

[Coughing]

[Clears throat]

[Coughing]

No points for speed, but you two made it. Go on inside.

[Breathing heavily] Thanks.

No worries. I owed you one.

Is that, uh, the Sunday paper, Chief?

No.

It's the Friday paper, because today is Friday.

Yeah, right. That makes sense.

What can I do for you, Mills?

I wanted to give you a heads-up.

A reporter came by.

Uh, I thought the guys had set it up, messing with me because of the Squad promotion.

I said some things that I probably shouldn't have.

Yeah?

Yeah, some really stupid things, Chief.

Possibly embarrassing to the department things.

You know what, Mills?

I'm gonna take your advice.

All right?

I'm gonna go see that woman.

Glad I got my washing in before your flannel shirts broke the machine.

Look, Rafferty, um, I just want to say that, you know, I went through a really rough time a little while back, and I... I didn't reach out to anyone.

I didn't talk to anybody.

I held on to it, and it almost swallowed me up.

So... you know, if you ever want to talk to anybody, I'm here.

Okay?

Hey.

Accident report.

Thank you.

All right.

No, I understand.

Thank you for your time.

[Sighs] The bank.

What'd they say?

Loan extension was denied.

All that hard work.

All the love and money that you and me and Dawson poured into Molly's was for nothing.

Oh, hey, man, it wasn't for nothing.

Molly's was like a second home to us since you guys fixed it up.

I got engaged there, huh?

And then unengaged.

Thanks, Mouch.

Cruz is right.

Dawson was just saying how Molly's pulled her through some rough times. Got all of us through.

It wasn't for nothing, Herrmann.

It was a great ride, and in honor of that, we should send Molly's out with a bang.

Yeah, huh?

Why not throw one last, big, ass-kicker of a party, huh?

Herrmann, you gave it a good sh*t.

It's gonna be okay, buddy.

[Alarm] Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61, man trapped.

[Sirens]

A photographer went up on the roof to get some skyline pictures, but a guest saw him climb onto the smokestack and fall in.

He wasn't supposed to go up there.

Get your facility manager.

Shut the heat plant down immediately.

Get it to blow only air.

Okay, everybody, all the way up. Let's go!

Severide, head up that chimney ladder, get a look in.

Casey, it looks like the bend in the shaft hits at the 25th floor.

See if you can find a way in from that level.

Should be at the center stairwell.

Copy that, Chief.

I got him.

He's jammed in there pretty good at the break off point about 20 feet down.

Is he breathing?

I can't tell.

Is there any way in from the inside?

Two layers of steel and brick down here.

It'll take us hours to get close.

Then we go in from above.

Re-rig the roof ladder.

We'll set it up as an overhead anchor point.

Copy that.

You ready to go down there and get him?

I'm all over it.

All right.

Listen, it's too narrow for a backboard.

When you get down to him, wrap him up in webbing, we'll muscle both of you up.

Okay.

Make sure he's secure before you move him.

If he slides any further down that angle, it's a 30-story drop to the bottom.

I got it.

Okay. Let's go!

Tension in the line.

More.

He's in. Going down.

Hey. Hey, can you hear me?

[Groans]

Hey, he's alive.

Get that webbing around him.

Don't move.

I'm gonna hook you onto our pulley system, okay?

[Shouts]

Mills? Mills?

[Grunts] Yeah, we're almost there.

Almost there.

[Grunts]

Hey, I got him.

Let's go!

[Grunting]

Hold him right there.

Go ahead.

Got his feet.

You got him?

I got his head.

Set.

Ready? One, two, three.

You said the lawyer would call!

Yeah, and he will.

You're playing games, aren't you?

But that's what you did with my brother, too.

Wonder what you promised him that you didn't deliver.

What?

Are you gonna transfer his assets to me or not?

Did you take your brother's m*llitary pension?

That's my business.

Answer the question.

Lady, I don't think you know who you're messing with.

Everything okay out here?

Yeah.

This is, uh... this is Darryl's brother, Jed.

He was just leaving.

Start moving in that direction.

[Saw whirrs, cuts]

There's a miter saw here.

This is working fine.

There's a miter saw right here.

Hey.

Look, I'm not one to preach to anybody, but last year, after my injury, when things went South, the reason I made it through is because I went to Dawson and asked for help.

The doctor was sure it's a temporary thing.

The cobwebs are gonna clear up.

You hear what I said?

I need to know you heard what I said.

I did, yeah.

It kind of comes and goes.

What does?

Chunks of time. Where I remember.

We talking before or after the accident?

Both.

[Door unlocking]

Chief Boden.

Oh, no, no. Please call me Wallace.

Um, I heard you had a cabinet needed fixing.

[Laughs] Oh, yes, I do.

And by a happy coincidence, you're just in time for dinner.

Oh, is that so?

Come on in. [Laughs]

It's good to see you.

You, too.

I loved this place!

Me, too.

You know, I had sex on that bar once.

Oh, my God, me, t... didn't.

Did... did not.

To Molly's.

Just one more failed business venture on the scrap heap of Christopher Herrmann, incorporated.

Hello, Professor.

Somebody's had a few.

Yes, and does that mean that you'll tell me how I did on my exam?

Well, I might as well. You'll find out tomorrow.

You got an 87.

Yeah?

Nice job, Dawson!

Pretty good for a girl, right?

Yeah!

Hey, uh... what did, uh... what did Jones get?

Come on.

Come on.

I'm losing my bar. It's been a rough night.

Throw a scrap my way?

98.

Wow. That's impressive.

C.F.D. Brass is gonna be all over her come graduation.

Hey.

Hey!

Don't make fun of me.

It's a Tahitian tingle, and I know it's dorky, but I love it.

I love that drink, too.

I was thinking maybe after the party tonight you can come over?

To your place?

Yes.

No one else is there tonight.

I might even let you go to second base.

Are we talking about your second base, or my second base?

Is there a second base for guys?

You know what it is?

I'm probably confusing second base for third base.

Oh, my God. I do that, too.

Mills, I think you know Kenny.

What?

I... I called the Sun-Times.

I... I am a reporter there, but I do the home and garden b*at.

Okay. Who... who put you up to it?

Wally Boden.

He's my next-door neighbor.

I'm in! Oh!

If Boden is busting my balls, then I have finally made it!

I am in! Yes!

Drinks are on me!

[Cheering] Guys, guys, guys!

We just poured cement mix down the toilets.

Yeah, let the banks try flushing those babies!

[Laughter]

Guys! [Laughter]

Guys!

Um, the money's for you.

It's yours. For Molly's.

[Laughter]

Yeah, whoo!

All right, all right.

[Laughter]

Yes! Oh!

Oh, I love you!

Oh, my God!

Hey, hey, hey!

To Shay, and Molly's, back in business!

[Cheering]