Chicago Fire

There will be a several-block overlap at Firehouse 20.

Damn.

Bunch of glory hogs, every one of them.

Drake Delaney, Engine Captain of 20.

Captain Leone, Station 20.

Violet is just the absolute worst.

Thanks for the assist.

It's our specialty.

We created this space so that women could relax.

I was relaxed until you came in.

What about you trying to outdo half the guys

without breaking a sweat?

You were watching me?

You stayed.

By accident, believe me.

Okay. I'll drive you home.

My Uber's two minutes away.

I shouldn't have come over again last night.

Once was fun. Twice is...

Twice as fun?

The last time we do this.

Okay, not a big deal.

Exactly.

No strings, no one needs to know.

Glad we're on the same page.

Far as I understand,

adjustments to the operating boundaries are indefinite.

Why do you ask?

I glanced at the run sheets from last shift.

- Yeah. - Lots of overlap with 20.

We keep getting return to quarters

when they snake our runs.

We're using the turn signals more than our tools.

Let headquarters deal with allocating resources.

It's not our call to make.

You go where the bells tell you.

Go on. Get out of here.

And one more thing, Captain.

Yes, Chief.

I have to go to a seminar this afternoon.

I have no idea what it's for.

Guess the education never ends, huh?

- Thanks. - Yeah.

Well, less than ten laps to go...

Ah...

You all right there, Mouch?

Something bit me.

Like what, a mosquito?

No.

More like a flea.

No, she just had her flea medication.

Hey, Ritter, it's okay.

She's a dog, and sometimes dogs get fleas.

And sometimes dogs have to stay in the garage

until said fleas are gone.

Yeah, okay.

- Come on, Tuesday. Let's go, girl. - Go on.

Hey, spill it. What's up?

Huh?

They have you running drills this early?

That means somehow you screwed up.

No, I'm not running drills.

I was running sprints on the apron,

staying loose for a race I'm competing in this weekend.

Oh, the South Chicago Classic Half-marathon.

- Yeah. - I almost ran that last year.

You should do it with me. There's still time to sign up.

You know that's 13 miles, right?

Yes, I'm aware. Thank you, Foster.

- Anyway, I haven't been training, -

otherwise I totally would.

- Maybe next year. - Okay.

Truck 81, Squad 3...

Motor vehicle accident...

Also, you know, my knees tend to swell up

- in the winter months. - Oh.

Help! Get me out of here!

Hey! Step away from the vehicle.

Help!

Help!

Mouch and Gallo,

let's get extinguishers on this fire.

Get this couple out soon as it's clear.

Yeah, we're on it.

Capp, Cruz, jaws and cutters.

Copy.

- Hey, try not to move. - I'm fine.

Nah, you took a pretty bad fall.

All right, let's get him to 61.

Main, we need two more ambulances.

Squad, move in.

Copy.

Get me out!

Look away!

Okay.

No.

What do we got here?

Single-car accident. Two adults stuck inside.

Engine flash, but it's out.

Great, thanks. I'll take it from here.

You what?

I appreciate the assist, Captain, but

this is 20's jurisdiction and has been for decades,

so if you don't mind, I'll see it through.

Well, I do mind, actually.

Hey, still hot here, Captain.

Get me out! Hurry!

This is an electric vehicle. They removed the badging.

Keep working on those doors.

Yeah, copy that.

Charge a hose line.

We need to cool the lithium batteries under the car

with as much water as possible.

I got foam suppressors...

Charge a line! Now.

Mouch, give me a hand.

This could pop at any second.

Charge the line.

Got it.

Got it.

- Okay, let's soak it. - Copy.

Send the water.

Smoke inhalation. We gotta intubate.

- Let's go. - Okay.

We got it.

Good.

Lieutenant.

I'm not getting a pulse here.

Keep on it. Don't want it reigniting again.

Chicago Fire S08E11 "Where We End Up"

Synced and corrected by Gianluca Belfiglio

Hey.

What happened?

Just, uh, more fun with our good friends at 20.

What's with that house, huh?

Next time those clowns come to Molly's,

I'm showing them the door.

Yeah.

We're in the middle of a rescue

with two lives on the line.

Who gives a damn about jurisdiction?

We were well within the new boundaries, Chief.

Part of the overlap.

Oh, it's been their territory for years, he said.

As if that gives him the right.

- It doesn't. - Exactly.

It was dangerous, and it was distracting.

Okay, I'll look into it,

make sure that Captain Delaney's up to speed

- with the new maps. - Yeah.

But ultimately...

he followed your command.

- Reluctantly. - But he did.

Correct?

He did.

It was a good thing. We...

We needed the water.

All right, then.

Put it in your report.

And put it behind you.

Copy that, Chief.

Mother of pearl.

Hey, Mouch, maybe you should take a bath with Tuesday.

Or I could see if she has any extra flea medication.

Yeah, yuk it up, you two.

But when these little bloodsuckers

make it to the bunk room, you won't be as amused.

Uh, too late. I was taking a power nap.

I wasn't laying down more than two minutes,

little bastards started biting me.

- Oh! - It's like an all-you-can-eat

buffet down there.

Oh, great. They've moved in.

Oh, gross. God, and not just the fleas.

There's like ten different food groups down there.

Hey, you guys, I'm no expert,

but do those look like fleas to you?

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stop right there.

Herrmann, what's going on?

Listen, stay back. We got bedbugs.