The first 176 lines.
Okay, three of those.
What? Who ordered waffles?
Uh, uh-uh, no.
We are having a farm fresh breakfast in Fowlerton.
Okay.
- Do not scare her off. - Oh, please.
There is no way I'd miss a chance to go
to Fowlerton, Indiana.
I hear they have barns and trees and a movie theater.
Um, no, you're thinking of Muncie, about 40 minutes out.
It's a good thing for you I wanna get the hell
out of Chicago.
There's no way I wanna watch couples all over the place
- on Valentine's Day. - You're all set, ladies.
Yeah, thank you.
Uh, don't you and Kyle have some trouble to get into?
Kyle is at a conference in Atlanta,
but I let him know where he can send flowers.
Okay, we gotta get going 'cause my parents are waiting
- to give us the key. - Okay.
Uh, I just gotta drop off this glassware at Molly's North
- and I will be right behind you. - Okay.
Take County Road exit 19 off I-65.
That's way faster than what Google tells you.
Got it.
- Okay. - Whoo-hoo!
- Giddy-up, ladies! - Yeah!
- Who took the wooden spoons? - Already claimed.
Just grab a spatula or something.
- Amateurs. -
Captain, this is ridiculous.
They're stinking up the firehouse.
I think my nose is bleeding.
Or it's filing a formal protest.
You gotta do something. This is an unsafe environment.
Hey, cut it, Ogle, McAuley.
You guys are just fill-in paramedics.
You don't get any say.
That's discrimination.
Mmm, no it's not.
Okay, the "Great 51 Chili Cook-Off of 2019"
has officially begun.
Team one, Herrmann and Mouch, you get the bullpen.
Ritter, Tuesday, you have the kitchen.
Capp, Tony, you have the Squad Table.
Otis and Cruz, you have the hallway
- out by the bathroom. - Oh, come on!
But, Chief, this is, like, the third time...
No arguments, no complaints. Okay.
Judgment will begin at 8:00 p.m.
I have spoken.
There you go.
Um, it's, uh, gonna be competitive this year.
What are you looking for in terms of flavor?
Well, it's a slow shift.
Could have something with a little bit of a kick to it.
See, what you don't know because you grew up
in steel country is that Orville Redenbacher
raised his corn right here in Indiana.
- -
- I know. - Wow.
What's this?
My, uh, steering column conked out on me.
How long have you been stuck out here?
A half hour.
Serves me right for cutting daylight close.
I'm glad you came by.
No one comes this way since GPS started telling them
to go up 13.
Uh, maybe one of you could hold the flashlight
while I work.
Um, sure.
Yeah, I might...
Look out!
Chicago Fire S07E14 "It Wasn't About Hockey"
Synced and corrected by Gianluca Belfiglio
Hey, are you okay?
Yeah.
I think so.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Hey, sir? Can you hear me? -
- Yeah. - You gotta be kidding me.
I got no bars out here.
Hold tight.
I'm a paramedic. My name is Sylvie.
I'm Duane Reynolds.
Whoa, hey, don't move your leg.
- Hey. - It won't budge!
All right, all right. Um, let me see what I can do.
- Okay, I got kids in here! - Okay!
- - Okay.
All right, move out the way, okay?
- How many we got? - Uh, we got eight plus me.
Uh, Sparkman High School hockey team.
- I'm Coach Snyder. - I'm Emily Foster.
I'm a paramedic in the Chicago Fire Department.
So I'm gonna need you to let me take the lead on this.
Yeah, how can I help?
Okay.
I need you to climb up there and assist me in getting
the boys out of here.
All right, boys, is there anyone
with any major injuries?
Uh, Austin's pretty bad over here.
His... His arm is...
I... I think it busted out of its socket.
Okay.
Everyone else, if you can move, carefully work your way
around Austin and clear out the bus.
- Yeah? You need help? -
Who's first?
All right, I'm coming out.
Let's go, Cormac.
- - Come on.
There you go. Careful going down.
Oh, it looks like a complete fracture.
- Are you okay? - Mm-hmm.
- Watch yourself now. - Let's go.
You got it, watch your step. They're coming down.
Okay.
You okay? Oh.
- Right there. - Take your time.
- It's okay. -
Austin, breathe for me. Deep breaths.
- - There you go.
Watch the glass. Watch the glass.
Right here on this one.
- Oh! -
- You okay? - Good.
- All right, Hollis. Let's go, buddy. -
Yep.
- You good? - Yeah.
All right. Go to that bar, yeah.
Is... Is anyone hurt?
Did anybody lose consciousness?
We were joking around.
Everyone going crazy 'cause we won tonight.
I might have distracted Coach.
Hey, Hollis, you didn't distract anyone.
I shouldn't have been going so fast in the fog on a back road.
This is on me.
Um, okay, we don't want any more surprises.
Even if the fog lifts, it's dark out here.
I've got some flares in my trunk.
Can you boys put them out in both directions?
Should I blast your car horn, signal for help?
No one will hear.
Nearest farmhouse is eight miles that way.
Um, anyone with a cell phone should try and get a signal.
And just keep moving as much as you can.
It's gonna get real cold out here.
Yes, ma'am.
Okay.
- - Hey, Austin.
- Focus on me, okay? - Oh!
Just breathe. Austin, hey.
Hey, we're in this together, okay?
- - It's me and you.
You got this.
How we looking down there?
Austin's arm got thrown out of socket.
I might need some help down here!
Hey.
Um, I'm gonna need to put a splint around this leg.
I need something strong and straight like a...
- like a crowbar or... - How about hockey sticks?
Yeah, that would work.
- Do you live around here? - Other side of town.
I was coming back from helping out a buddy
with his new pasture.
There's just nothing out here.
They're having a special molecular gastronomy dinner
for Valentine's Day.
I happened to make a reservation for the four of us.
- Chloe will love that. - Hey!
- Get out of here. - Yeah, you know the rules.
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