Must have been a nice surprise, seeing Chief Grissom.
You know, he's the reason I'm a firefighter.
I'm looking at the firefighters
that have come up under me.
How have they turned out?
You tell me, Gris.
I just thought you'd be further along now.
Where is this coming from?
You cannot be in love with Brett.
I'm not going to do anything about it, Otis.
I know she doesn't feel the same way.
I have a date.
With Zach.
This fundraiser, it's for a good cause,
if you care about firefighters.
I do care about firefighters.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Want your charger?
Aw, damn.
Where'd I leave it?
Same place as always, kitchen counter.
[inhales deeply] Hey, uh, thank you for dragging me out
to that charity thing.
- I had a good time. - Yeah.
Sorry you blew off your date.
Eh, it's cool.
He understood.
Dropped off the last of Bria's things yesterday,
her dad looks ten years younger.
I mean, recovery's a long road, but I can tell he's committed.
Well, he's got plenty of motivation.
And now that that's resolved,
Casey and I are trying to find some time to reconnect.
We've got these spa passes as a wedding gift.
Finally convinced him to give it a shot.
Oh, Shambala Wellness Sanctuary. Fancy.
Yeah, you should get the brochure,
make an appointment for yourself.
No, this is overkill.
I don't need all this to relax.
I'm good with a soak in the tub and some Chinese takeout.
Hey, either of you see little Annabelle
- wandering around here? - No.
[groans] Eh...
Should I have?
Hey, Connie, let's set up a call with Chief Heller
- to go over those documents. - Right away, Chief.
[soft music]
♪♪
Hello, Annabelle.
How come your desk is so messy?
Hey, sorry, Chief, I forgot about it till this morning,
"Take Your Daughter to Work Day."
Cindy thought it'd be enriching, you know,
for Annabelle to see her dad on the job.
Yeah, no problem.
Come on, now, pumpkin, we're gonna go get breakfast.
Yeah.
- How long do I have to stay? - Your mom didn't say.
[alarm blares]
[over P.A.] Truck 81, Ambo 61, Squad 3, traffic collision,
51st and Federal.
Hmm.
[sirens wailing]
[suspenseful music]
♪♪
[brakes hissing]
- Mouch, Kidd, extinguishers! - Copy.
- Got it, Captain. - Herrmann stabilize the truck!
Copy that!
[flames whoosh]
Hold on, buddy.
- We're gonna get you out. - Here.
I got a guy in the rear.
We'll take care of him.
Let's pop it.
[straining]
He's bleeding out,
I'm thinking rapid extrication, quick and dirty.
He could have a cervical fracture.
Might not survive a hard pull.
Let's keep him here, lift and roll the dash
and steering column off first.
That'll take too long. We have to make relief cuts
- in the frame first. - Then let's move.
- Come on. - [men chat in distance]
- Capp. - Yeah.
Gimme the cutters.
[Otis grunts]
[cutters whirring]
Let's get this on.
[whirring, metallic creaking]
[grunting in strength]
[cutters whirring]
Okay.
- All right, Cruz! - Yeah!
Just watch the contact points for slippage.
Yeah, I think I got it.
[cutters whirring]
[thudding]
Hey! Stop it! Stop!
Casey! Casey! Come on, man!
Keep working!
Hey, Otis, grab me the strong arm.
Casey, he's gonna snap his neck!
[thudding continues]
Hey, knock it off!
[cutters whirring]
[thudding continues]
Hey! What did I tell you?
You gotta watch his neck!
[thudding continues] [man grunting]
Chicago Fire S06E11 "Law of the Jungle"
Synced and corrected by Gianluca Belfiglio
Hey, Severide!
Hey!
[exciting music]
♪♪
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
Get off me!
- Don't move! - Let go!
We got him... [low chatter]
[whirring]
Hey, hey can you hear me?
We're losing him. No more time for the column lift.
We'll have to do a quick pull after all. Damn it!
Cut the seatbelt loose, yank him out!
You got it!
So where we at?
We're pulling him out. Take his legs.
I got his back. Let's go.
[grunting in strength]
- All right, we're clear! - We got him.
I got a pulse.
- He's alive! - Let's go!
We did what we could.
[breathing heavily]
[brakes squeaking, hissing]
Captain, you got a sec?
Uh, for what it's worth,
we made the right call back there, you know.
When Severide sees these things, he always...
Severide did his job.
Let's just focus on the shift.
Right, sure, you're right.
Stella!
- Zach? - Hey.
[laughs] Aren't you on shift?
They just let you hazmat guys come and go as you please?
- Detailed to the academy. - Ah.
Got a little freedom to get out,
stretch my legs.
Hey, I, uh...
I'm sorry about cancelling that date.
I just... I never get migraines like that...
No problem.
You want to try again tomorrow?
Catch an early movie, make fun of it over some beers?
Sure, yeah.
Uh, I can... I can get behind that.
All right.
Anyway, I should get back.
- Okay. - Catch you tomorrow, okay?
Okay.
All right.
[light music]
♪♪
No, I know, I don't expect a guarantee, just...
something to consider.
Thanks.
[phone beeps]
[soft knock, door opens]
What's the latest?
The deputy was headed into surgery when we left.
Touch and go.
If I ask you a question,
will you give an honest answer,
no pulled punches?
Always.
Do you think it could've made a difference...
going with the quick pull from the start?
That's tough to say.
The guy was suffering from blood loss,
cervical fracture.
I mean, you could go down a rabbit hole of what ifs,
but my take... any difference would've been marginal.
♪♪
Listen...
[Casey scoffs]
The prisoner caused that seat bracket to break.
You did your job, you got him out alive.
It's an uncomfortable concept.
Yeah, it's a little too soon.
[cartoon sound effects]
Uh, Otis, she a...
I know, Mouch, I know.
Hey, hey, Herrmann, uh, isn't the whole point
of "Take Your Daughter to Work Day to," um,
you know, take your daughter to work?
Shouldn't you be showing her around the house?
Down time in the common room
is an important part of the job.
It's not all fire and glory.
Remember that, pumpkin, okay?
[television sound effects]
Maybe we could find something for everyone.
How about the nature channel? You like giraffes?
Or not.
This'll work.
Come on, come on. You're too slow!
All right, reset, guys, let's work on that time.
[indistinct chat over P.A.]
Come on, guys, look alive. Deputy Chief's here!
Good to see you're all keeping sharp.
You boys mind if I borrow your lieutenant for a minute?
- No problem. - Hey, Capp, you're in charge.
- Run it again. - Okay.
I hear you had an interesting call this morning.
The rumor is that you tackled a, uh... an escaped prisoner,
- is that true? - Ah, wasn't a big deal.
Guy wasn't getting far.
I just happened to be in his way.
That call is actually the reason I'm here.
I'm getting a lot of questions from HQ, Sheriff's Office,
hoping you could give me your perspective.
I wasn't the incident commander.
I want all points of view.
Okay, van went into a viaduct head-on.
The driver, the deputy,
he was pinned in by the steering column.
On the Captain's orders, we brought in a ram to...
On the Captain's orders?
Right, he... we thought it was...
He or we?
Who decided to leave the driver in harm's way?
[dramatic music]
We.
It was a fair call. We operate as a team.
Uh-huh.
Well, I appreciate you giving me the time, Kelly.
I'll let you get back to your drill.
You tell the big guy to loosen his grip.
He's creating too much drag.
♪♪
Hey, guys.
- Chief. - How's it going, Chief?
Captain, help me out.
All morning, I've got the Sheriff's office in my ear.
They say the CFD bungled the rescue of a deputy
while cutting a prisoner loose. Is that true?
Just walk us through the incident.
I understand the steering column struck him in the chest
- as you raised it. - It did.
The, uh, the prisoner broke the seat bracket when he was
kicking the panel, trying to escape.
The column struck the victim,
but he was already in bad shape when we found him.
Massive blood loss, neck injury, pinned in.
We considered a rapid extrication,
but after evaluating the driver,
I made the determination
that the risk of death from cervical fracture
- was too great to undertake... - You made the determination.
I did, yeah.
Based on the paramedic's assessment?
[heavy music]
Based on my years of experience
rescuing accident victims.
No, I don't doubt that, but the fact is,
you left him in there bleeding out,
fractured neck, with some animal in the back
rocking the boat.
There were no good options.
None? Is that true?
What about your Squad Lieutenant?
Did he have any options,
or was he in lockstep agreement the whole time?
Why, did he say something?
I'm just asking a question.
All due respect, my Squad Lieutenant
- wasn't in command of the scene. - That's still not an answer.
There's a chain of command
is the only answer that matters!
Casey.
♪♪
[phone rings]
[ringing]
Yes?
[heavy music]
♪♪
Thank you.
[receiver clicks]
That was Chicago Med.
Deputy Keefe... died 20 minutes ago.
[somber music]
♪♪
Family's holding a vigil tomorrow.
- I'd like to make an appearance. - Of course.
How'd it go with Grissom?
Managed to keep myself on the right side
of an insubordination charge.
Severide.
Deputy didn't make it.
- I heard. - Found out while I was
getting interrogated by Chief Grissom.
He suggested the two of you had a conversation about the call.
We did.
Well, in the future,
I'd appreciate keeping our disagreements between us.
Okay, well, did he even mention what I said?
He said you pushed for rapid extrication,
and I ignored you.
Got an entire sermon on command humility.
Maybe it was one worth hearing.
I didn't... I didn't sell you out, Casey!
That's not who I am.
You should know that.
[door opens]
What's your read on your new Captain?
He buckling under pressure?
Could always put someone else in his post.
Captain Casey is a damn fine officer.
Anyone who takes aim at him has to go through me.
Understood, your house, your call.
What exactly are you getting at, by the way,
if you don't mind me asking,
baiting my two officers against each other?
I remember my first few years on Squad.
Battalion Chief made it house policy... every six months,
somebody was out on their ear.
Law of the jungle. Kept us sharp, hungry,
responsive to command.
I know you got a bond with these guys,
but we're running a city service,
not a day care, Wallace.
Here's what I can do. I'll call HQ,
work a little magic.
Have them spin it so there's no blowback to the Captain.
That'd be a favor.
Me to you.
And I'll remember that.
Anything comes up on this,
you'll be the first to hear.
I'd appreciate the same.
Without question.
- Good to see you again, Chief. - Yep.
I'll keep in touch.
[dynamic music]
♪♪
What'd I do?
I'll be pulling some overtime,
so I need you to go shopping.
Station got hit with a triple homicide,
cartel-related, real bloodbath.
Where's your pen?
- I will have one shortly. - Mm-hmm.
Hey, Trudy...
What?
Christopher, use your words.
Would you mind maybe ixnaying on the homidenay
around the kidnay?
Oh, hey, squirt.
Hand me the remote.
Are you a police officer?
I'm a police sergeant.
Have you ever used your gun?
Sure.
I got some stories.
Hey.
So, it's looking like Casey and I
can't go to the spa after all.
He wants to pay his respects at the deputy's vigil,
and I don't blame him.
No, of course.
Here's the good news.
Are you serious?
Yeah, the passes expire at the end of the month,
and it'd be a shame to let it go to waste.
I know it doesn't include Chinese takeout, but...
No. I don't know what to say.
You don't have to say anything.
Early birthday gift.
Wh... Hey, these are for two.
Yeah, invite someone.
Right.
Hey, Stella, any interest in a spa day with me tomorrow?
I would, but I got a date.
- Sorry. - Mm.
Ah, ask your roomie!
Ask me what?
Um, nothing, it's just Dawson gave me these passes
for a spa treatment tomorrow, so...
For real?
Um, yeah, I'm sure it's...
Shoulder's been stiff from doing R&D on the Slamigan.
Massage sounds good.
Tomorrow, you said?
- Um... - Great! See you there?
Uh, yeah, for sure.
Sweet.
'Sup?
What are you doing up here?
Heard you and Casey got into a tiff,
and, uh, the thought of you sitting up here
brooding all alone was too sad to ignore.
No one's brooding.
Nah, I... I got gum.
So, uh, are you two...
Don't.
I've never been up here.
It's nice.
It is.
[tires screeching]
[man] Whoa... stop the car!
That doesn't sound good.
Hello!
Hel-lo!
Hey, where is everyone, huh?
Where are all the firemen?
Hey.
What's the trouble?
The trouble?
My buddy's dead, man.
That's the trouble.
What are you doing? Kicking back?
Smoking a damn cigar?
You want to help your friend, here?
I don't need help!
Come on, man, cool it.
Who is this? Are you the Chief?
Yes, I am.
You should listen to your friend.
Get in the car and leave
before you say something you're gonna regret.
Keefe was counting on you.
You let him down, man, you let him down!
And the next time you all find yourself in a jam
and you want to call on us for help,
I want you all to keep that in mind.
Sam, come on.
Let's go.
I'm going, bro.
I'm going.
[somber music]
♪♪
[car doors close]
[engine starts]
♪♪
I know a few of these county guys.
They're just blowing off steam.
If you want, I can put in a good word,
see if it doesn't smooth things over.
Anything you think might help.
- Happy to. - Appreciate it.
Look...
you had a split-second decision to make.
Lives on the line.
Most of these guys have been there at some point or another.
Just give 'em time, they'll understand.
Thanks, Trudy.
Sure.
I'll walk you out.
Still think it's a good idea to go to that vigil?
I want to pay my respects.
If there's trouble, we'll leave.
[sighs] You sure she was being genuine with her invitation?
- I figured she was. - Mm-hmm.
Well, what'd you say?
I said, yeah, why not?
[laughs] Dude, Joe.
What "dude, Joe"?
Look, getting a massage sounds a lot better
than hanging in the apartment all day.
Don't you think it's a little intimate?
It's not like we're massaging each other.
Do what you have to do, okay?
Just know that the success of the Bruzotis experiment
has always depended on a carefully balanced alchemy...
- Mm-hmm. - Well-timed game nights...
- Mm-hmm. - And respect
for personal space.
So if you ruin this, I will not be happy.
[sighs deeply]
What exactly was Cindy mad about?
Well, she says that I didn't give Annabelle, you know,
quote unquote "the real firehouse experience,"
whatever that is.
Did you take her on the truck?
What? Heck no!
That hunk of bolts with the busted safety belts,
are you out of your mind?
Yeah, how about a ladder demonstration?
Did you show her how the engine pump works?
Mouch, do you know how an engine pump works?
Yeah, I'm with Cindy on this one.
There was a lot of TV going on yesterday.
Okay, fine, all right?
You know, maybe I could've done more,
but, I mean,
is it so bad if my little
girl decides that she doesn't want to do some dangerous job that
her dad does?
I mean, she's a smart kid.
Okay, all I'm saying is that your little girl
is her own person.
And one day, she might throw you a curveball.
She's eight! I got a few years before she comes home
with a nose ring.
Right?
[utensils clinking, low hum of chat]
[door closes]
We don't have to stay long, just
stick around for a minute, make a donation, head out.
I'll follow your lead.
Excuse me.
You folks family, friends, or with the department?
You both look familiar, I just can't remember where.
I'm Matt Casey, and this is my wife, Gabriela Dawson.
We, uh... met last night.
[solemn music]
That's what I thought.
- You a fireman. - I am.
- Both of you? - Paramedic.
Same house though.
We just wanted to come, pay our respects.
♪♪
Keefe was a good guy.
You know, one of the really rare ones.
I can imagine.
No, man, you can't.
Keefe was the kind of guy
that made everyone around him better.
He made me better.
♪♪
And now... what?
Leaves behind a wife.
There's no kids, a bunch of empty plans.
How do you make sense of that?
I don't know.
♪♪
You drinking something?
- No, no. - No, we're good, thanks.
Come on. I'll introduce you to some of the guys.
♪♪
[soothing music]
Good afternoon, are you ready for bliss?
Uh... well, I'm about 90% ready for bliss.
I'm... I'm still waiting on my spa partner, he's running late.
- Not a problem. - And...
And just... just to be clear,
when I say partner, I don't mean it in a romantic sense.
- Sure. - We're friends.
Um, could I ask your advice?
How do I make sure that I don't send the wrong message
in this scenario?
I mean, he's a very sweet guy with a smile
that you never want to see go away,
and it's not as if there aren't feelings there anymore,
it's just I don't want to lead him on.
Sorry, sorry, came as fast as I could.
[upbeat music]
Oh, no, no, ha, it's...
Oh, yeah, Cruz had a family thing,
didn't really catch the details.
Do we get to keep these robes at the end?
Or is there some sort of charge for that?
I'll go get your masseuses.
♪♪
[chuckles nervously]
Mmm, good call on the thin crust.
I could eat, like, three more.
- I won't judge. - Okay, good.
The guy that I... that I stay with,
he always keeps us stocked in the fridge.
This is the, um, Squad guy, right?
[lounge music]
Yep.
How long you guys been living together?
Not long.
It just... I... I lost my apartment
and he let me crash.
That's all.
♪♪
Can we talk about something else?
- Yes, we can. - Okay.
Um, oh!
Guy in my company says he has this plan.
He wants to pull a prank on some old friends
from his academy class...
It's also...
It's not a permanent thing,
this whole living situation with Severide.
And I just wanted to put that out there
just in case you were worried.
I wasn't.
- Okay. - So anyway, Bryce...
- he's the guy. - Mm.
[rock and roll music]
- Hey. - Hey, Chief.
What are you having?
Scotch neat, plus another of whatever
Kelly's having over here.
I'm straight, thanks.
I hear congratulations are in order.
Word at headquarters is you're getting a commendation
for tackling that prisoner.
First I've heard of it.
Hey, hold your head up. This is good news.
♪♪
Did you put in for the award?
All that matters is how you use this
to your maximum advantage.
The wind isn't always at your back,
Kelly, so you have to take these moments when they come.
A sheriff's deputy just died.
My friend's catching heat for it.
So go light a candle. [laughs]
Come on, Kelly.
You're smart. This is how you leapfrog.
[dramatic music]
Look, you can keep going out there, swinging an axe
until a bad call gets you laid up forever.
Or you could do the work
and earn yourself a permanent spot at the table.
- Now, your father would agree... - To hell with my father.
And to hell with this.
I got into this job to save lives, not to play leapfrog.
Find someone else for whatever you're trying to do here.
[banknotes rustling] I'm not your guy.
♪♪
[entrance door closes]
You see our guy?
You want to call for backup?
All right, your collar.
Let's do this.
[dramatic music]
♪♪
Christopher Herrmann?
Hey there!
Annabelle, what are you doing here?
Mommy signed me up to be a Junior Police Explorer.
Oh, she did, did she?
You want to do me a favor
and put your hands where we can see them?
Why? What's going on?
♪♪
That's a written warning.
Truancy violation.
Apparently, you failed to properly notify
your daughter's school prior to her
"Take Your Daughter to Work Day" absence on Wednesday.
I was supposed to do that?
Next time, it'll be a $300 fine.
Whoa, 300 bucks? You...
♪♪
Okay, fine, sorry, Sergeant.
You want to hit the road?
Bye, Daddy.
♪♪
All right.
Stay safe, have fun.
Let's vamanos.
Donuts are on me, dude.
Okay.
♪♪
Who would've guessed Herrmann has a cop in the family?
[laughter] Hey, don't even think it.
[pouring liquid]
[whistles]
Shoot! Thank you.
Yeah, no worries.
[Kidd clicks tongue]
Hey, Kelly, um...
you know I appreciate you letting me crash
these past few weeks,
but I think it's time.
Um, I'm gonna start that apartment search again.
No rush.
Lieutenant, Chief wants you.
[cup thuds down]
[light knock]
Chief.
I got a call from headquarters.
Looks like you're getting a commendation for your efforts
on that call the other day.
Right, I, uh...
I heard something like that was in the works.
Well, I just want to give you the good news,
start the shift off.
Appreciate it. The thing is...
I'd rather pass.
Pass?
On the commendation, respectfully.
I just prefer to do my job
without a ton of fanfare about it.
I don't think anybody could ever accuse you
of being in it for the glory, Kelly.
What's this about?
Is it Grissom?
He thinks of me like a son.
Has his own plans for my future.
I'm pretty sure he cooked up this commendation
to try to motivate me up the chain of command.
- And I don't want it! - Kelly,
I understand not wanting to be defined
by somebody else's ambition.
But you gotta learn to take credit when credit's due.
[alarm blares]
[over P.A.] Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 61,
Hazmat Unit.
Industrial accident, Lakeshore Drive.
[sirens wailing, horns honking]
[suspenseful music]
♪♪
[indistinct radio chat]
We need an EMS plan one and a still and box alarm.
Let's get everyone cleared back as far as possible.
Dawson.
- [on radio] Get triage started. - Already on it.
Severide, as soon as Hazmat gives their assessment,
I want you leading the charge.
Yeah, you got it, Captain.
Come on, let's get you out of here.
There's still a ton of people inside.
There was an explosion in the welding area.
Pipes are bursting all over.
I smelled smoke... I think it was chlorine.
Engine 51, get a fog line covering the main door.
We still have victims inside.
Chief, we're in a highly combustible situation
that's gonna get worse as long as that gas is flowing.
We need to get in there,
see if we can stem the chlorine leak
before it combines with more acetylene
and we get another explosion.
Understood. I want you working with Squad.
You go in, you locate the source.
Truck 81, you handle search and rescue.
Copy that, Chief.
Mouch, Otis, Herrmann, with me.
Kidd, stay behind in case we need anything.
- Yes, sir! - Go. Let's go!
I'm thinking following that smoke should lead us
towards the leak.
[men chat indistinctly all at once]
This way!
[breathing apparatuses pumping]
This place is a maze!
[men coughing]
Casey!
- Grab whoever you can! - Copy that.
Chief, we got several victims down at our location, over.
[radio crackling]
Metal and concrete's interfering with reception!
Over here! We need some help!
Hey, buddy, don't worry. We'll get you outta here.
[oxygen mask hissing]
Right here! Right here! She's right here.
[moaning, crying]
Ma'am. Ma'am,
can you hear me?
[moaning]
[breaking up] Kidd, can you hear me?
Barely.
We need the cutters down here, quick!
Copy! I'm on my way!
Chief! Chlorine and acetylene levels
are both rising again.
If those two gases find each other,
the blast'll be twice the size as the last one.
- How much time? - Hard to say... five,
ten minutes if the release rate holds steady.
[overlapping chatter] [people coughing]
All units, let's wrap it up in there.
Let's start working towards an exit.
[Boden on radio] Severide, we are running out of time
for you to shut down those leaks.
Yeah, copy that, Chief!
[tense music]
Over here!
[men coughing]
We need to find the main shutoff valve
for the acetylene and the chlorine. Where're they at?
Acetylene valves are right up there.
Chlorine tank is up on the roof!
All right, Capp, Cruz, get these guys out!
Yeah, you got it! Hey buddy, let's go, come on!
- I got you! - Hey, Chief,
we found the location of the acetylene shutoff valve.
[radio crackles] Copy!
[electricity crackling]
Right there! This should be it!
- The acetylene shutoff valve? - Right!
♪♪
Damn thing's stiff!
Probably hasn't been moved in years.
Hey, be careful, man!
Ah...
Zach!
[gas rushing]
[dramatic music]
[Severide gasping]
Zach!
♪♪
Hey!
Hey, Zach, talk to me, man!
[gasping]
[chocking]
[breaths deeply]
Just breathe, man!
[gasping]
Mayday! This is Squad 3. I got a man down!
[radio signal crackles] Chief, the valve's compromised.
[radio signal crackles] I can't shut the gas off from here.
Casey!
♪♪
Casey!
Kidd, Kidd, up here!
♪♪
- [Kidd indistinct] - Help me hold her in place.
- Yeah. - Mayday, this is Squad 3.
I got a man down.
[radio crackling] I repeat, mayday!
Kidd!
Hold her still while I cut the brace.
Yeah!
[cutter whirring]
[woman screaming]
Chief!
With the valve blown, our release rate just spiked.
We got maybe three minutes.
May not have enough time to evacuate
- everyone we've got in there. - Got it.
All units, pull out. Pull out now!
[breaking up] You have... immediately... copy!
Just keep breathing, man.
Hey, Chief, I haven't seen any sign of Casey.
He should've been out by now.
Casey, report. [static]
It's like a crypt in there,
you can hardly get a signal in or out.
Casey, you have to evacuate immediately, do you copy? [static]
Kidd, how's your sense of direction?
I can't tell if we're coming or going.
[woman coughing]
Dead end. Damn it.
Captain.
This way. Come on.
[breaking up] Casey, report. C... report.
[electricity frizzles]
- Severide! - Cruz!
Here, take him!
[coughing]
Hey, Cruz.
How many people are down there?
A ton!
♪♪
Wait... Where are you going?
There's a shutoff valve for the chlorine on the roof
if I can get to it!
No way, Lieutenant, the Chief said...
- Hey... go! - Lieutenant!
That's an order!
We're on the right track, almost there.
I see it!
[on radio] Chief, I'm headed for the shutoff valve on the roof.
See if I can buy us some time.
Wait, wait, wait, stop, stop, stop, stop!
- [woman whimpers] - Is he out of his mind?
What are you doing?
Chief, I'm gonna help Severide.
Damn!
Okay.
- Got her? - Yes!
[gas whistles]
[coughing]
[gas hissing, whistling]
Come on!
[heavy breathing] [indistinct radio chat]
- Help! - We gotcha.
I got her.
[woman moans]
Got her?
Hey, is he okay? What happened?
Took in a heavy dose of smoke and gas, but he's breathing.
You okay?
Where's Casey?
He went to get Severide.
[panting]
[gas whistling shrilly]
[grunts]
- Severide! - I almost got it!
- We gotta go! - I'm not leaving
till I get this shut!
[groaning in strength]
Damn it!
[metal squeals] [hissing stops]
Chief, I found Severide!
We slowed the gas to buy some time,
but the valve won't stay closed.
We need to hold it manually.
Should be able to keep it at bay long enough
to get everyone out.
Don't press your luck.
You see anything off, you bail, understood?
[Severide] Copy, Chief.
If we live through this,
I can't tell if you'll get a reprimand
or another commendation.
- I turned it down. - You're joking, right?
It was just something that Grissom was pushing.
Tried to use it as a way to toss me up the ladder.
I suggested the commendation.
- So you? - Yeah!
[Boden] Casey, Severide, we're all clear.
Get out of there, now!
[Casey] Copy, Chief.
[suspenseful music]
Come on.
So what now? Soon as we leave this thing,
it's gonna blow.
♪♪
How many steps do you think it is
to the edge of the building?
To do what? Jump?
Sure.
We let go, make a break for it,
jump into the water.
Come on, get ready.
- Count of three. - This is insane.
Let's go! One...
- Two... - Damn it, Casey.
Three!
[metal squeaking]
[boom]
Synced and corrected by Gianluca Belfiglio