Chicago Fire

I just found this on the squad table!

His name is Mr. Sprinkles.

We think he would be a very good firefighter mascot.

You need anything, day or night, 24/7, you call me.

Girl tries to steal drugs, maybe you're getting snowed.

She's gone! She's not at the hospital,

she's not at the apartment.

I know how you feel about the way I'm handling this.

It doesn't matter how I feel.

You're gonna do whatever you're gonna do anyway.

You know, there's that stretch of Milwaukee Avenue

where I see teens in those encampments.

You know a girl named Bria?

No, I don't think so.

Hey.

Hey, sorry. Go back to bed.

When'd you get in?

A while ago.

This about that girl?

Bria, yeah.

I'm on her Facebook page. She hasn't posted in days.

You gotta get some sleep, babe.

I will, I will, it's just...

Tina said she didn't have any relatives

who could care for her, but this woman, Melinda Tripp,

she replied to some post about a year ago

and Bria replied back calling her "Aunt Melinda."

I think that's kind of weird.

Would you be cool if Kidd subbed for me tomorrow?

I mean, if it's gonna put you in a bind,

I'll suck it up, but I really want to keep working this.

Well, I'm the captain, so I can make that work, I guess.

- Yeah. - Great, thanks.

Uh-oh, looks like you're doing less fires

and more taking temperatures today, huh?

Yeah, Casey called bright and early

to ask if I could sub for Dawson.

Yeah?

Apparently, she's beating herself up

about this missing girl.

Yeah, she has a tendency to do that.

Yeah.

You guys smell that?

That's never a good way to start a conversation.

Oh, something is ripe!

I don't smell anything.

Well, you're blind,

or whatever the smell equivalent of that is.

- - Curiously enough,

the female nostril holds 1,000 times the smell receptors

as their male counterparts.

That sounds made up.

It was on the internet.

Maybe it's the gym bag that Capp keeps under his bed.

I don't think he's aired that thing out in years.

Mm-mm. Saw him leave with it yesterday.

That's his overnight bag. I'm talking about the bag

under his bed he calls his "go bag."

Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61,

woman caught in machine. 805 South Quincy Street.

Yo, watch your backs.

Coming through! Fire Department! Step back, please!

- Step back! Step back! - Excuse us! Excuse us!

- Thank you! - Back, back, come on!

- I'm late! Let's go! - Help me!

- Come on! - Please, help me!

Hold on, ma'am!

Ow, it hurts! Please, someone help me!

Chicago Fire S06E09 "Foul Is Fair"

Synced and corrected by Gianluca Belfiglio

Please, help me!

- Please! Get me out of here! - Hey, can you get me out?

Ow! Help me, please! Get me out of here!

Knock the rest of this glass off, cut through here.

- Ma'am, you gotta stop moving! - It hurts!

We're working to get you out,

you're making it worse for yourself!

- It's killing me! - Hey, can you

use your little glass breaker on my section?

Hey, stop touching the glass,

shut up, and stand back! Hey...

- cover your head with your jacket! - What?

I need you to cover your eyes.

We're gonna break the glass.

- Herrmann, grab the cutters. - Right, on it.

All right, Stella, get the morphine.

I need you to hold still, okay?

We've got you.

I'm gonna get you some medication for the pain.

Oh, please hurry up!

Come on, let's go!

- All right, guys. - Hey, I got a meeting!

Come on!

- Help me! - Hey, do that again,

and we'll leave you in there all day!

Okay, Brett, Kidd!

Okay.

Ow!

All right, guys.

Oh, please.

Got the leg.

C'mon. Watch her head.

- Ow! Ow! - All right.

Give us a few minutes to get this glass swept up.

Hey! Hey!

Let me out!

What the...

What the... Come on!

Hey.

Yeah, what do you need, buddy?

You were the guy with the woman last night

under the 18th Street bridge?

You were showing that picture of the girl around?

Yeah.

Uh, that was me.

Yeah, I know her.

Do you?

Well, I... I went to school with her.

Payton Grizzlies.

You did?

Yeah, um, she hangs out with these kids

behind this small market on 16th and Kenilworth.

Well, at least, she used to.

Why the hell didn't you tell me that last night?

Come on, man.

You looked like cops.

Can you help me out a bit?

Hey.

You and Gabby were walking around Skid Row last night?

Yeah, I thought she told you.

Well, she told me you were out looking for Bria.

I didn't know to what extent.

Well, it was my suggestion.

We didn't find her, so... I guess it was a bad idea.

Okay. Thanks.

Dawson probably just doesn't want you worried.

She knows how you feel about...

About what?

Getting too close to victims.

- Oh! - Ooh...

Yeah. Definitely smell it now!

Yeah, what's fair is foul, and what's foul is fair.

What does that mean?

It's stinky!

Hey, Capp, did you empty your go-bag?

My guess is that it's the paramedics.

I mean, who knows what they keep in their bunks.

Because they're women?

- Maybe. - That deserves no reply.

You know what it could be?

First shift is trying to pull a joke on us.

There's all kinds of novelty gags you can buy.

Poo powder, barf mix.

Hey, Captain!

Who on first shift is most likely to want to punk us, huh?

- Smolik? Freeman? - What?

The smell... we think it might be first shift messing with us.

- I don't have time for this. - Sorry, Cap.

Everyone go through your personal belongings

until the source of the smell is located.

Someone left something rotten in a bag

or shelf or footlocker, so find it.

Hey.

Hey, I found a Melinda Tripp listed in Joliet.

I think from her Facebook she might be Bria's aunt.

I'm on my way there now,

I figured it was worth the gas money to check it out.

Great, I got a lead too.

Some kid who went to Bria's school said that

her group used to hang out behind some market.

I don't know if the kid's shining me on,

but I'll look into it and see what I can find out.

- Okay, keep me posted. - Will do.

Dawson.

Have you talked to Casey?