Chicago Fire

Jimmy filed an official grievance against me.

You got my brother killed!

I'm not taking orders from you.

Nobody should.

Casey and I are running into the same burning building.

And if things go wrong, Louie's alone again.

Let me on ambo until this Jimmy thing blows over.

Dr. Charles?

Grant was in your apartment uninvited?

I've contacted Chicago PD.

We don't know how he's gonna behave.

- Hey! - Stop!

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Somebody get some help!

I think you got his jugular.

Stay with me, Grant.

Hey, what the hell?

Call an ambulance!

It's okay.

Breathe. Just keep breathing.

Just keep breathing.

All right.

Come on, stay with me.

Stella, I can ride along.

No, I want to.

- If that's okay? - Yeah, let's go.

All right, I'll get your bag, don't worry.

Hang on, Severide.

I can't let you go.

You got him?

Okay...

More like this. More pressure.

Come on, let's go.

Let's find a quiet place.

- He's still losing blood. - If I apply any more pressure,

I'm gonna close his airway.

We have to intubate. You got him?

- Yeah. - You went for his neck.

I wasn't going for his neck.

I was... I was...

He had a... he had a knife.

- He was coming at her. - I'm just trying

- to get the full picture. - I was trying to disarm him.

To protect Stella.

From her husband.

He's losing too much blood.

We should get another line going.

After I intubate.

Hurry, Margaret, we're losing him.

Your relationship with Ms. Kidd is, what?

Crawford, it was a clean take-down.

The psycho was going to kill her.

It wasn't excessive use of force;

I did what I had to do.

Oh, my god.

Come on, stay awake. Come on, Grant!

Grant!

Grant ever try anything like this before?

Never.

No, he never laid a finger on me.

Ever make any threats of any kind?

No.

But tonight you felt threatened.

Yeah.

Then what'd he do?

Kelly came out, he tried to tackle him,

but he had that knife.

So Kelly grabbed a piece of metal and, uh...

- Hi. - They're finishing up

the surgery right now.

Yeah, he's stable.

Okay.

You're relieved.

Yeah, man, I don't want him to die.

Well.

With Severide's corroborating account,

we have enough to charge your ex with attempted murder.

Today I'm using a sitter that Cindy recommended,

but I lined up a bunch of nanny interviews for Wednesday.

You didn't like any of the women we met yesterday?

The first one kept her purse on her shoulder the whole time,

like she couldn't wait to bolt out of here.

- I didn't notice that. - And how about that second one

with... with all the allergies?

That was a little freaky, right?

What? You don't think Louie deserves the best?

I just think we should find him a sitter before he turns 18.

Ugh.

Alderman Dearing called me twice about some vote.

This guy's relentless.

Oh, um, Stella is coming to work today.

I offered her the shift off,

but, um, she says she's good to go.

Then she is.

Hey, hey.

- What you doing? - Can you read it to me?

Yeah, sure. Come here.

There you go.

If you want in on this, I've been practicing

my Rumpelstiltskin voice.

Ready? All right.

"Once upon a time, there was a poor miller

who had a beautiful daughter."

So Grant was just waiting in the alley for Kidd to come out?

What kinda drugs was he on?

Let's get out on the apron, first thing,

check on all the air tanks.

You got it, Lieutenant.

- Hey. - Hey, Lieutenant.

One sec.

Dawson assures me I can take you at your word

if you say you're ready to work.

Oh, girl knows me well.

Good. But, uh, here's the thing.

Jimmy's back on truck, as per the Deputy Commissioner.

Jimmy's... Jimmy's the one who's not ready to work.

I know, and Boden agreed that for now,

we'll keep him out of situations

where his emotions can endanger him or anyone else.

But if he's on the sidelines,

I need everyone else in the game, 100%.

Yeah, 100%.

You got it.

What was he trying to do? He's trying to kill her?

He had a knife... I don't think

he was coming over to apologize.

Guy was high as balls, I doubt he had a cohesive plan.

Morning, Chief.

Hey, guys, do me a favor, keep a lid

on the Grant conversation when Kidd's around.

She's been through a lot.

No need for...

Hey, Jimmy.

Your chief was talking.

Good morning, Lieutenant.

I'm gonna go get started on the officer side compartments.

That kid's attitude...

Look, folks, let's not lose sight of one thing.

That young man lost his brother.

He's still processing that.

We'll keep an eye on him, Chief.

Good.

Oh.

- Kelly. - Hey, Lieutenant, check it out.

It's from a monastery in Belgium.

Nice. It's Travis, right?

Yeah, you got it. Just a small token

of my appreciation for saving my buddy

care-taker's ass at at the pool the other day.

- Oh, that's not necessary. - Yeah, you know,

no harm in it, right?

Hey, I wanna invite you to a little event

I'm hosting tomorrow night at Trap23.

- It should be a good time. - Uh, I got some stuff

going on tomorrow, but thanks.

- Yeah... - Yeah, the lieutenant,

he's more of a neighborhood bar kind of a guy,

but, um, I'm down for whatever, so...

same here. Whatever, whenever.

Hey, if your plans change.

We got more in common than you think, Lieutenant.

Severide.

Officer Crawford at CPD is on the phone for you.

Um, thanks for the invitation.

Yo, that's Travis Brenner.

Love the trucks, you know, we can...

We can probably figure that out.

- Who? - I'm telling you,

this guy's like a kingmaker on the bar and the club scene.

I... I'm saying, one Instagram post

from that guy, your place is on the hot list.

Go talk to him and get him over to Molly's.

What am I supposed to say?

Ah, this ain't brain surgery, Otis.

Yeah, tell him you like his insta-majiggy, you know,

invite him to the bar.

- Eh? Eh! - Okay.

Got your text.

Yeah, uh, chapter one.

Wow, that was fast.

Yeah, I stayed up late.

I was on a roll. Hope you like it.

Changed the first line.

Well, just... just a little.

Well... how can he rip open her turnout coat?

It's made of Kevlar.

No, that's just... Just keep reading.

Eh, now she's ripping his off, too.

Lotta expensive equipment just being ruined here.

Uh...

"He traced his finger along the sinuous curve

of her spine." That's... that's redundant.

Sinuous means curvy.

You know what? I think this partnership

- was a mistake. - I'm just saying,

the curvy curve of her spine?

Oof.

Okay, Shakespeare. I'm out.

Ugh. Alderman Dearing again?