Chicago Fire

There's just... like this cirlce of trust.

And you're way on the outside of it.

Lieutenant, send me down.

You look like the kind of firefighters we want here at 51.

Keeler's still out there somewhere.

He ain't out there anymore, Otis.

Gabriela Dawson, I'm Dispatcher Ramsey.

I'm here for that beer you owe me.

Hmm. Uh...

Would you want your only daughter

to be a firefighter?

Give her the boot. She's moving over to headquarters.

Seriously, it'll be great.

Oh, yeah. Great. Just great.

What's up?

Mouch got a Dear John letter from Mari in Japan.

It's over.

They were still together?

Serves me right, thinking I could make it work

when we were 6,200 miles apart.

Apparently, new guy's a game show host.

How am I supposed to compete with that?

Hey.

You'll rally, Mouch.

I know you will.

Even I could've done better than that.

It was good advice.

- Thank you. - (PHONE RINGS)

It's not mine.

Lindsay. That detective chick?

Yeah.

Why don't you answer?

Maybe she's calling about Keeler's disappearance.

Case is closed.

Well, maybe she's calling on a more social level.

I like that girl for you.

She's got swagger, that husky voice.

Are you gonna call her back?

I don't know, maybe. If she plays her cards right.

Listen to you.

Come on, Pouch.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

She was howling at the T.V. the other day.

I was the only one in here, and now nobody believes me.

Oh, I was... I was letting that finish.

Oh, it's almost done. Hey, I've been meaning to ask.

Are you gonna retake the firefighter test

now that the foot's better?

Yeah, just actually signed up for a couple training sessions

at the academy, to get ready for the next physical.

Good luck.

Thanks.

You two warming up?

No.

But I still think it's wrong

that she has no idea you're gonna sideline her.

I wish there was something I could do about that,

but I told you, her dad is too far up the food chain.

Mm-hmm.

What does that mean?

It means you are the most amazing man I know...

Hmm.

And I've seen you handle far tougher obstacles

than a man in a white shirt.

Where's Clarke today?

He switched out a few shifts for some army buddy's wedding.

He'll be back in a week.

A week?

That seems like a long time to sub out.

Jones.

Look, Clarke is a great guy,

and I say this from experience.

You don't want to get involved with someone in house.

Especially when you're new.

Who said anything about getting involved?

I'm just trying to help.

Yeah, well, give me a little more credit than that, okay?

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

house fire at 620047th Street.

Main to 61.

Victor Ramsey on dispatch. Again.

Go ahead main.

State's backed up this morning.

I'd take racine down to 47th.

Thanks, Ramsey.

You've been working the same shifts we have lately, huh?

Yep.

Great to see you at Molly's the other night.

We should do it again soon.

Let's keep it professional, okay Ramsey?

Just trying to help you, Dawson.

Appreciate that. Thanks for the traffic tip.

Something is not right with that guy.

Two-story residence, fully involved.

Hurry. You gotta help 'em.

The Brookers live on the second floor.

They have three little kids. I heard 'em calling out.

Okay, we have a report of three children

in the second-floor apartment.

Looks like the parents are likely with 'em.

Cruz, Otis, up the aerial to vent!

Herrmann and Mouch, primary search with me.

Five possible victims.

Mills and me will go with you on the search.

Capp, grab a second line from the engine,

inch and 3/4 through the front door, let's go.

Herrmann, set the bar.

Strike.

Strike.

Capp, Casey, we'll take the east side.

Copy. We'll take the west side of the hall.

Hey, Capp, get a line down this hall and cover us.

Fire department, call out!

I got one!

I think I got 'em all.

Need backup in the living room

at the west end of the hall, now.

Let's roll it.

Oh, my God. They're all here.

They're all moving!

Unh.

Hold on, buddy.

Right here.

Hey.

Let's go.

Come on.

Watch it. Watch it.

Come on.

He hasn't moved.

I can't get a pulse. Let's put him on the monitor.

He piled up his whole family in that corner bedroom, Chief.

Laid on top of 'em.

Where's my daddy?

All right.

He's asystole.

- Casey... - Let him try.

Let him try, Shay.

Come on!

Come on!

Let's call it.

Anyone disagree?

I'm callin' it.

I could really use a beer right now.

Or something stronger.

Ever seen anything like that before?

A guy lying on top of his family

like a shield.

No.

Hey, who wants to play some spit?

Jonesy?

No?

- Mm-mm. - Ah, great. Just great.

Now you're going to get upset

every time you see an Asian lady?

Excuse me for having a broken heart.

I'm in for spit if you can do it without cheating.

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Oh, yeah. - Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, you okay?

Fine, yeah.

Hey, babe. Check it out.

Great apartment, outdoor space.

Oh, wow.

Cool. We could put the grill, like, right here.

Mm-hmm.

I think we just found our place.

Hey, we really got to get a move on on this apartment thing.

We've been talkin' about it for months.

Yeah, I know.

If we could find a place like that, I would jump.

Must be nice. Lieutenant's salary. Two bedrooms.

Wait.

You thought we were gonna live in a one-bedroom apartment?

Yeah.

Dude, are you insane?

I got a favor to ask.

Mm-hmm. Sure. Shoot.

I recently overheard you

helping Clarke out with his romantic life...

Mm. Mm-hmm.

And I was wondering if you could

help me in that department.

Let me put some thought into it.

But I got to get the rig cleaned up.

Okay.

Ah.

So if I ask you how you're doing,

are you gonna tell me you're fine again?

I mean, just give me a heads up. I don't want to waste my breath.

Just trying to bury it.

That's what we do, right?

Make jokes. Get over it.

Uh...

You know, I spent my whole life watching my dad,

dreaming about what it would be like fighting fires.

Saving people.

I mean, I don't mean to wallow.

I hate wallowers.