Chicago Fire

- What if I set up a program where I recruit young women

to be junior firefighters?

Sounds good.

- I don't want to cosponsor Girls On Fire

without someone who's dependable.

Wendy Seager.

- The woman who threw vibes at you right in front of me?

- Whatever you need, sign me up.

With this baby on the way,

I can't help but feel like

she's just gonna disappear again.

You're moving to Chicago?

- Don't worry. We won't invade your space

or your life in any way that you don't want.

I'm not worried, Julie.

I like the yellow.

It's so warm and sunny for a nursery.

- Yeah, but which yellow, saffron ivory

or magnolia summer bloom?

Oh, definitely saffron ivory.

Okay.

Oh, I wanted to ask you guys.

So Scott gets here on Friday with the rest of our things,

and I thought we'd celebrate the move to Chicago

with a dinner out.

Any suggestions? - Oh, Alfonzo's on Rush,

great Italian.

I'd do Gibsons,

best steak in the city, and that's saying something.

- There's also Swift & Sons. I love that place.

- Oh, guys, okay, we've got to hit the road,

or we're gonna be late for shift.

- Okay, well, thank you, guys, for the coffee and the advice.

Of course.

Don't do Alfonzo's.

Cruz has really wonky taste in fine dining.

- I heard that. - What?

- And that is why we're calling it Girls On Fire.

Hell yeah, it will be challenging,

but you show up, you put in the blood,

sweat, and tears, and this program could change your life.

We'll have a lot of fun too.

Hey, you, with the gum.

You must have a lot of energy to snap gum

through my whole presentation.

This program could be a great way

for you to channel that energy.

All right, sign-ups are right here.

Thanks for listening.

We know the school made you show up,

but we really appreciate it.

Fun starts next week.

- That's the third time we've done this pitch,

and there's still no takers.

- We might need another approach,

one a little less intimidating.

Intimidating.

Can you believe that?

- It's a great idea for a program.

I'm sure you'll get sign-ups.

Well, it better be soon,

because Captain Horton says that if we don't get recruits

by the funding deadline next week,

then he will shut us down.

And not for nothing, but--

Seager has an opinion about everything.

I mean, it must have been tough for you working with her.

- Um, nothing I haven't dealt with before.

- Truck 81, Squad 3, Engine 51, Ambulance 61,

Battalion 25, structure fire...

Hey, back up.

Engine, let's get water on it

before this whole place lights up.

Squad, get inside of that unit.

Give me a primary search.

Truck, clear the room above.

Looks like the fire is working its way up.

- Joe, you and me upstairs. - Copy that.

- Solid core doors and steel frames.

Cruz... - Yeah.

- Grab a rabbit tool and catch up with me.

Hey, is there anyone inside?

- No, I was just trying to grab--

- All right, well, get back with the others.

Hey, Capp. - Yeah.

Get him out of here.

All right, come on.

- Hit it. - Yep.

Got it.

we got a safety latch, Captain.

Let's go.

Fire department. Call out.

Here, got one.

.

What the hell?

Give me a hand.

Yep.

Come on.

He was under water in the tub.

- No pulse. Cruz, start compressions.

- I got her. - Smoke inhalation.

Let me see.

Okay, I got a pulse. - Yeah.

Will you bag her?

Got it.

Stop compressions.

- Oh, pancakes will be ice cold by now.

I'll toss 'em and get lunch started?

Yeah, I'll give you a hand.

You good?

- No such thing as "nice try" in firefighting.

We got one safe.

Let's focus on that.

- Well, my parents are coming in in a couple of weeks

to meet with Julie.

They're really supportive.

Not surprised.

You got one of those super-weird families

where everybody acts reasonably and gets along.

- Tell me if I'm crazy, but it seemed like you got

a little quiet when Julie left this morning.

Did I?

I guess--we've been having so much fun together.

I'm just not sure what's gonna happen once Scott gets here

and the baby comes.

I'm not sure how I fit in, you know?

Girl, please.

I've seen you and Julie together.

The bond's not gonna break for anyone or anything.

Okay?

- You know, the comics page used to be funny.

When?

- "Calvin & Hobbes," "The Far Side,"

"Garfield"-- - Ohh.

You were so close to winning your first argument, Capp.

Oh, my God.

So I just hopped on Reddit,

and there's this thread that says,

"Do you know this firefighter from 2004?"

So I clicked on the link, and behold.

Oh, is that Casey?

- Ohh! - Oh, Casey.

Oh, my God.

Ohh.

It is from 2004.

That's Shimblecock.

We only worked Engine 128 together for one year.

That's his name?

Shimblecock?

Yep.

What?

- So the, uh, the person that posted this wants to find you.

How should I respond?

- Hey, don't, no. It's a trap.

- It's one of those Russian bot farm-type deals,

you know, where they put out little lures

into the cyberspace trying to reel you in.

What do you think?

- Eh, you know, just put out something vague,

see what he wants.

Okay.

Afternoon.

Help you with something?

- Darren Lamar, Milwaukee P.D.

I understand you guys pulled a victim

out of a motel fire this morning,

Caucasian, male, 30s.

- That's right, but he didn't make it.

Smoke got to him.

- He was dead before the fire started.

- How do you figure, Milwaukee?

- He was a witness to a homicide

I'm working on up north.

I guess someone didn't want him talking.

Anthony Harris,

14 years old,

good kid.

Thought if he played ball well enough he'd go to college.

But his older brother sucked him into the gang life,

and a week ago Tuesday

was shot and killed outside the Wisconsin Center,

drug deal gone bad.

Damn.

- Black kid gets killed selling drugs,

nobody cares, but I do.

That was me once.

I escaped that life, and he had a chance to do the same.

So I'm working the case as hard as I can.

But I was getting nowhere, until out of the blue,

I get a call from Brad Whittier from Chicago.

Our victim at the motel fire.

- He was at the Convention Center last week,

some kind of medical equipment show,

says he has info on Anthony's death,

but he doesn't want to talk on the phone.

Something's got him scared.

So I told him to check into a motel and wait for me.

By the time I got here, motel's roasted,

Whittier's dead.

- And you think this Milwaukee gang trailed him down here?