All language subtitles for Chicago.Fire.S07E19.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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[bright tones]

- You ever noticed how Severide
only stays till closing

on the nights you're working?

- It's just a coincidence.

It's his way of solidifying
that we're buddies now.

- But you're cool
with the buddy thing, right?

That's what you wanted?

- Oh, yeah.
Totally.

- I can't get her off my mind.

- If you're not ready
to step up and be worthy

of Stella, then you need
to back the hell up.

Let her move on.

[thunder rumbling]

- Yuck. Still?

Every time I think it's
calming down, it gets worse.

- Hasn't slowed all day.

The weather app says

it's supposed
to let up around dawn,

but then three
storm cloud icons in a row.

- Hmm.

I'm gonna turn this
into a positive.

This rain gives me an excuse
to blow off my date tomorrow.

- With who?
- That babe.

Works at the mobile command rig
at 90.

- I thought she was straight.

- So did she.

- Oh.

- I--I've been debating
whether it's a good idea.

- I have a whole different take

on the "dating
in the department" thing.

Believe me, it is not worth
the trouble.

- You and the chaplain
were really cute together.

- Until we weren't.

I mean, the point is
it's a big world

filled with a whole bunch
of people

that I don't have
to bump into at work.

- I'm not saying you're wrong.

I'm just saying,
when you find that someone

that you really click with,

all the rules

of who you should
or shouldn't date

go out the window.

- Mm.

[tense music]

- I'm gonna get some coffee.

- Action Four alert:
Reports of gunfire

at Roosevelt Road
near Clinton Street

in the South Loop--

- Roosevelt and Clinton.
Isn't that where engine went?

- I think they caught a fire
at Roosevelt and Canal.

- Where you been, Severide?

- Uh, paperwork in my office.

- No, I mean off shift.

We--we haven't seen you
in Molly's lately.

[TV chattering indistinctly]

- Uh, I--just been slammed.

- Yeah, all right.

Well, get your butt back
on the bar stools.

You're good for business.

- You know what would be better
is putting out pretzels.

I've been telling Kidd this.
- Oh, yeah, that's it.

- I have a crazy idea.

- Yeah?

- I was reading about these
last-minute plane deals

where you sign up to fly

any place
there's a cancellation.

Could be South Africa, Japan,

some island off the coast
of Scotland.

You don't know until they call.

What?

Guaranteed adventure.
Spin the wheel.

Go wherever they tell you.

- That's how you end up
in a Turkish prison somewhere.

- Turkey, Capp.

Turkish prisons are in Turkey.

- [snorts]
- Well?

- I--I get two furloughs
a year.

I want to know where I'm going.

[lights crackling]

- Oh, no, no, don't.
Don't, don't, don't.

Do not, do not, don't--
[both groan]

- Chief, the electricity's
been stuttering all night.

TV's one thing,

but if it starts affecting
the radio or alarms--

- I'm aware.
I've spoken to facilities.

- What'd they say?
- They're sending someone.

- Uh, "Dateline" is on
in 15 minutes.

- Well, you are more
than welcome to go outside

and wait for them to arrive.

[alarm chirping]

[engine rumbling]

[brakes hissing]

- It's nasty out there.

- Ah, it's not too bad.

It helped us
knock that fire down,

so I'm not complaining.

- News was saying something
about gunshots near your call.

- Uh, I don't know about that,
but ours was a roof fire.

Bam, bam.

Barely had to hit it
with the firehose, so--

oh, let's go!

"Dateline" is starting.

- Oh, prepare yourself
for disappointment.

The power's been glitching.
We currently have no TV.

[garage door whirring]

[suspenseful music]

.

- Hey, Chief.

Mouch said that the power's
on the fritz.

- Yeah.

- I'll get the flashlights

in case there's
a complete blackout.

- I'll check
the backup generator,

make sure she's ready.

- Well, you call facilities?
- Yes, they're sending someone.

- All right.

- Gentlemen.
- Hey, Chief.

I'm Radermacher,
this is Burrell.

We're--hear the storm is
wreaking havoc on your lights.

Ah, there we go.

- Looks like loose burnies
in the mains

made all the systems
go verkakte.

- Uh, can you point us
to your utility closet?

- Follow me.

- Is it just me,

or the guy on the left
is super-hot?

Or you put something
in my coffee

and I'm hallucinating.

- No, he's definitely cute,

but before you get
too excited,

let me tell you the sad tale
of Hazmat Zack.

- What--Hazmat who?

- Hey, can I talk to you
for a second?

- Yeah.

- Listen, there's a good chance
that I could be seeing things,

but when Otis observed

that Severide has not been
coming into Molly's,

I saw a--a look between you.

- Otis and me?
- You and Severide.

- Oh.

Uh--
- I'm sorry.

Oh, God.

Like I said, I have been
in my own head so much with him

that I don't know down
from up.

I--I'm looking for explanations
anywhere I can find them,

'cause one minute
he's saying things like,

"There's only one you,"

and then the next,
he's cold as an iceberg.

So I--I don't know,
maybe I'm crazy.

That's an explanation.
- No, no.

I understand.

I mean, I've known Severide
a short time,

but it also sounds like
Severide being Severide.

- [sighs]

True.

Mm, yeah.

- Hey, did one of you goofballs
grab my gloves

or did I leave them on the rig?

- Uh, I don't know.

[rain pattering]
[thunder crashing]

[door closes]

[tense music]

♪

Found 'em!

- Boden wants me
checking lights

for the facilities guys.

- The ones out here look good.

♪

[flashlight clicks]

♪

- [sighs]

♪

Hello.

♪

[grunts]

What's your name?

♪

My name's Matt.

I'm a firefighter here.

Are you okay?

♪

Do you want to...

Maybe come out of it?

Okay.

♪

Just hold on a second.

♪

Brett.

♪

Found him in here.
- Who?

- Not sure where he came from.

♪

- Oh.

♪

What's your name, sweetie?

♪

Well, I'm Sylvie...

and this is

a pretty cool hideout spot
you found.

You mind if I sit with you
for a little bit?

♪

Okay.

I'm gonna move this
out of the way.

All right.

♪

Are your parents here?

Did they come with you?

♪

I'm sure someone
is looking for you.

Do you want us to call them?

♪

- I'll tell the chief.

♪

- Mm.

♪

I'm just gonna stay
right here with you.

Is that okay?

♪

- What's going on?

- Little boy
in the turnout room.

Five, six years old.

- Where'd he come from?
- No idea.

- You think he belongs
to the electricians?

- Maybe.
Hey, Otis.

Can you ask the facilities guys

if they brought a little boy
with them?

- You got it, Cap.

- What's going on?

- Some kid wandered unattended
into our turnout room.

Brett's in there with him.

- I'm gonna go see
if she needs some help.

- Okay.
- Is he hurt?

- I didn't see anything
on the outside,

but he looked like some
of the accident victims

we pull out
of burning wreckage.

You know the looks
in their eyes.

- Oh, man, it's getting nastier
out there.

[thunder rumbling]

- No go, Cap.
- Yeah, my kid's at home.

- I've got none of my own.

- Uh, can you show me
where the chief's office is?

- Follow me.

Hey, Cruz, can you find
Ritter and Tuesday?

Maybe the dog will help
coax him out.

- Copy that.

- Yeah, okay, sounds good.

I just wanted to let you know.

Yeah, all right, Bill.

Yeah.

So that was
the 911 call center.

I have alerted them
to our electrical problems

just in case it affects
our notification system.

- Uh, it shouldn't.

[alarm blares, crackles]

Uh, well, yeah.
Maybe--maybe it could.

- We're going to need
to get onto your roof, Chief.

The burnies outside?

The ones below
the weather head.

They're arcing out.

I might need to open them up
and reconnect all three phases.

- Yeah, could we get help
with a ladder?

- Yeah.
Hey, Capp, Tony.

Help these guys with a ladder
up to the roof.

- On it, Chief.
- Let's go.

Captain?

- We got a situation.

Found him hiding in here.

[tense music]

♪

Hey.

You get caught up
in the storm, son?

♪

- Hey, this is our chief.

He's in charge
of the whole firehouse.

He wants to help you.

We all do.

But we need you
to answer us if you can.

♪

Okay, it's okay.

You just take
all the time you need.

I'll be here when you're ready.

♪

Chief, do you mind
taking 61 out of service?

♪

- Okay, how long do you figure
he's been in there?

- No idea.

- He looks traumatized.

- I'm gonna call CPD,

see if anyone's phoned in
missing a child.

I'm sure they'll want
to send a patrol.

- Patrol's a good idea.

I'll get some guys together
to walk the block,

knock on a few doors.

We'll make sure there's
no obvious answers around here.

- I'll go with you.

- We'll keep trying to see
if he'll let us examine him,

make sure the trauma
isn't physical.

- Let's get to it.

♪

- [sighs]

Hey.
- Hey.

My, uh--my car
broke down outside.

Saw your firehouse.

I'm a firefighter too,

driving from Detroit
to Green Bay.

- No kidding?
Welcome to 51.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

- I was hoping I could, uh,
duck inside for a bit,

ride out the storm.

I think it's just a fuse,
but with this rain--

- Nah, always happy to help
a fellow smoke-eater.

- Thank you.
- Hey.

We're gonna do a quick canvass
of the neighborhood

and make sure
this kid's parents

aren't in a bad way
somewhere nearby.

- He say anything?
- Hasn't spoken at all.

- We got a lost kid situation.

- How can I help?

- Firefighter from Detroit
coming in to escape the storm.

- Matt Casey.
- John Garrett.

- Nice to meet you, John.

We've got all the help
we need at the moment.

Hey, Kidd, grab your rain gear
along with Clarence,

Jessie, and Mike,
and come with me on a canvass.

- Uh, okay, coffee pot's
in the common room.

Give us about a half an hour
and, uh, I'll grab a toolbox.

We can fix your car.

- Cup of coffee
in a dry firehouse

till the weather breaks
sounds good to me.

- You got it, man.

Down the hall
and to the right, all right?

See you in a little bit.

[door opens]

[thunder rumbling]
[lights buzzing]

[sinister music]

♪

.

- Hey.

Can I help you?

- I'm a firefighter
from Detroit.

One of your guys let me come in
out of the rain.

- Oh, well, um,
make yourself at home.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

- I heard you have some kind
of lost kid situation.

- Yeah.

He's, uh, hiding
in our turnout room,

which is why I am on the hunt
for candy.

I am not beyond
bribing children, adults,

animals, you name it.

I'll bribe you to get you
to do what I want.

- Come on.
Hey.

- Hey.
Where you been?

- I just spent fifteen minutes
holding an umbrella

over this dog until she finally
finally did her business.

- Well, we have a little boy
we're trying to coax out

of a turnout room.

- A boy?
- Yeah.

Will you follow me?
Uh, bring her.

[Tuesday barking, growling]

- Hey, Tuesday.
Tuesday, no.

Come on.

♪

[printer whirring]

- Anything?

- Went up and down the block
door to door.

No one's missing a kid,
as far as we can tell.

What did CPD say?

- No AMBER alert reported,
but they did send along

a statewide list
of missing children.

Narrowed it down
to boys of our age range,

but, um, unfortunately,

it's gonna be a lot
of faces to go through.

[alarm blares, crackles]

[indistinct announcement]
[radio static]

- Getting worse.

- They're on the roof.

Something about reconnecting
all three phases.

- No knocking facilities,

but these guys didn't seem like
the cream of the crop.

- Yeah.

- I'm gonna go
hang up my jacket.

We'll help you look
at those printouts afterward.

- Thank you.

[rain pattering]
[thunder rumbling]

- How's it going?
- Oh.

So we've got Ritter on scene
with our secret weapon.

- This is our firehouse dog.
Her name is Tuesday,

and she will absolutely let you
scratch behind her ears.

[Tuesday whines]

- Oh, it is not only allowed,

it is encouraged.

Oh.
[Tuesday sniffing]

Oh.
- Yeah.

- She likes you.

- Yeah.

There you go.

- Okay, it looks promising.

both: Yeah.

- Sorry about that, man.

- Oh, no.
No--no problem.

You guys have any luck?
- Nah.

We knocked on some doors,
but no one's claiming him.

- He just wandered in
out of the blue?

- No one's really sure.

I mean, we've had
our fair share of walk-ins,

but, I mean, you know
how it is.

- Yeah.

- Never a little kid coming in
from a thunderstorm.

Say, where's your car?

'Cause I didn't see a breakdown
when we were canvassing.

- Oh, yeah, yeah.
It's up the road a piece.

I--I passed your firehouse
before it gave up the ghost.

Doubled back.

- Hmm.

[door opens]

[foreboding music]

♪

- [whispering]
And he's out.

I'm gonna stay in here
with him.

Do you mind keeping the guys
out of the bunk room

so they don't wake him up?

- You want to put him
in my quarters?

- Oh, I should have
thought of that.

Um--
- No, he--he's fine.

I'll keep everyone out.
- Okay, thank you.

Casey.

Your idea to go
wherever the airline tells you?

It doesn't sound that crazy
to me.

I've always wanted
to do something like that.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Then my better judgment
kicks in and I--

I never take the plunge, but...

- Yeah.

I think I'm gonna do it.

- You should.

- Yeah.

[mellow music]

[door opens]

♪

[rain pattering]
[thunder rumbling]

- This is unfathomable.

You know, I think of Terrence
and I...

I would lose my mind
if he went missing.

- I can't imagine.

- [sighs]

- I remember one time
Benny took me fishing

up by Gray's Lake.

I was around seven.

Uh, there was this barge
on the lake

that you could swim out to
and jump off, you know?

And I discovered
that if you swam underneath

and put your face
in between the barrels

and these wooden slats,

you could hold your breath,
no problem.

[laughs]
I thought it'd be a good idea

to dive down and not come
back up, like I'd drowned.

- Oh, you did?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Benny dove off the boat
to look for my body...

and...

when he came back up,
I was sitting on top

of the barge
like nothing happened.

In my mind,
I thought it was hilarious.

- I can see it.

- Benny didn't think
it was so funny.

Wore me out,
from what I remember.

- I don't blame him.

- Neither do I.

[thunder rumbling]

- Hey, guys.
This is, uh, John Garrett.

Firefighter from Detroit.

both: Hey.
- How's it go?

- Hey, buddy.
Good to meet you.

- You, too.
- How are you?

- Doing good.
- Yeah?

- Hey, announcement.

The kid has nodded off
in the bunk room,

so do not disturb down there.

Understood?
all: Yeah.

- So, hey, I got a cousin,
Mel Herrmann.

He's a firefighter in Detroit.
Do you know him?

- Can't say I do.
Sorry.

- [groans]
It's a big department.

All right, anyway, you hungry?

Because, uh, we've been
running around,

and I'm gonna get some, uh--
some late dinner going.

You want to join us?
- No, I--I'm good.

I had a burger on the road.

- All right.

- You know what?

I should probably get out
of your hair.

- Uh, rain's still coming down
in sheets out there.

- Yeah, yeah,
but you guys are busy.

I--I'm gonna call AAA.

Wait in the car.

Got a ways to go
to get to Minnesota.

- D-didn't you say Green Bay?

[ominous music]

- Yeah, yeah.

Green Bay tonight, then--
then on to Minnesota.

♪

- All right, man, well...

it's nice to meet you.

- You, too.
You, too.

Thanks, fellas.
Nice to meet you all.

- You, too.
- Appreciate the hospitality.

- Hey, any time.

Hey, look up Mel
when you get back!

He's a great guy.
- Will do.

♪

- That guy's up to something.

- What?

♪

- Hey, John.

Uh...

hey, I should give you a tour

before you head back out
in the rain.

- No, no,
you--you don't have to--

- Oh, no, really.
It'd be my pleasure.

Uh, I wanna show off the house.

♪

- You sure?
- Yeah.

Come on, it'll be quick.

Follow me.

♪

[metal clanging]

- What are you guys doing?

- Holding the ladder
for the electricians!

- Well, I'm gonna stay
right here, then.

[thunder rumbling]

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Uh, I...

I, um, might not have given you
the whole story before.

- What do you mean?

- When we were talking about
Severide running hot and cold.

- Mm-hmm, I remember.

- Well, uh, here's the deal...

I noticed at Molly's he was...

I don't know, looking at you
all puppy-eyed and...

I might have told him

that he should
get his life right

before he even thinks about
dragging you back

into his crap.

- You--you said that?

- Yeah.

- Why?

- Because I could just see
what was going on,

and I figured--

- I--I don't need you
fighting my battles for me.

Certainly not
when it comes to Kelly.

[despairing music]

[electricity popping,
crackling]

[all shout]

.

- Easy.
- What happened?

- He was connecting a phase--

uh, he grounded
to the rooftop and was thrown.

- Will you get me the monitor
and the jump bag from the ambo?

- Got it.

- Got him.

Will you find Brett?
- Yeah.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Oh, my God,
is he gonna die?

- Give him some room.
Come on, step back.

♪

- What type of SCBA
do you guys wear?

- SCBA?

Uh...

all different kinds.

- "All different kinds"?

Seems like that'd make it hard
to, uh, switch out

all the different sizes
of air bottles.

[suspenseful music]

You on truck or engine?

[approaching footsteps]

What's up?

- Electrician fell off
the roof.

We need you.
Emergency.

♪

Otis!

- Listen, if you gotta go help,
don't stay on account of me.

Go, go, go.

♪

- You didn't answer
my question.

♪

- What's up?

- He's burned from head to toe
and I don't have a pulse.

♪

- Come on.

- He's going
into cardiac arrest.

- Oh, God.

- I'm on engine, okay?

I'm on engine.
- Great.

How often are you on
the nozzle?

What are you up to?

- What do you mean?

- If you're a firefighter from
Detroit, I'm the Dalai Lama.

- You've lost your mind, man.

- Okay, well,
then tell me, John Garret:

what's a Halligan?

- You know, this is
real nice hospitality.

- You don't know

because you're pretending
to be a firefighter!

Don't know what type
of SCBA you wear?

It's the easiest question
in the world!

What's your game, man?
- "Game"?

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

- Okay, you know what?
Save it.

It's time for you to go.

[grunts]

[monitor flat-lining]

- Charging.
- Clear.

[electricity zaps]

[monitor flat-lining]

♪

[door closes]

♪

- Charging to 300.

Clear.

[electricity zaps]

- [gasping, groaning]

- Okay.

Okay, we got him.

Pulse is strong.
- [hollering]

- Sir?
Sir, you're okay.

Okay?
- Let's get oxygen on him.

- [groaning]

♪

[groaning]

- Uh, you'll look after
the boy?

- Yeah, of course.

[thunder rumbling]

[garage door clattering]

[engine turns over]
[door alarm dings]

[sirens wailing]

[lights buzzing]

- Fun night.

[ominous music]

♪

- Hey.

You see where this boy went?

- What?

- T-there was a boy
sleeping here.

Did you see him
in the bathroom?

- No, no.
He--he wasn't in there.

♪

I can help you look for him.

- Okay, tell everyone
in the common room

the boy is missing.

- You got it.

♪

[door closes]

♪

.

- TV's back.

[TV chattering indistinctly]

- Hey, listen...

I just, uh...

Look, you--you don't have
to avoid Molly's on my account,

and just want you to know

that no one speaks for me.

- Well, so you know,

she wasn't trying
to speak for you.

She was trying
to have your back.

[somber music]

- Tonight at 11:00,
more on that breaking story

out of the South Loop where
earlier reports of gunfire

turned out to be
a brutal homicide.

Details tonight
on Action Four News.

- Homicide?

- Yeah, we were right
around the corner from there.

♪

- Chicago Police investigating
a brutal double homicide

in the South Loop neighborhood
tonight.

Residents there are on edge
while police search for leads.

- Hey.

I think I know
where that kid came from.

He stowed away in our rig

when we were parked
near that last call.

- Something to do
with that homicide?

- Law enforcement is urging
residents of the area...

- Why aren't you guys searching
for the boy?

- What are you talking about?
- He's missing again.

I sent the Detroit guy
to come tell you.

- He didn't come down here.

[suspenseful music]

- I'll go tell the chief.

- All right,
everybody search the house.

♪

- Hey, kid, call out
if you're out here.

♪

- Hey, Chief?

We're thinking
that little boy--

he stowed away on the rig

on that last call.

I found this hat
in one of the storage bins

on the side of the engine.

Now, the news is saying
that there was a homicide

near where we parked
in the South Loop,

but I'm think that, you know,

maybe he witnessed it
or something.

- I'll update CPD.

- Okay, but, uh, there's more.

♪

He's missing.

♪

- [sighs]

♪

- [grunts]

♪

- [groans, sniffs]

[groans]
- Otis?

Hey!
- [groaning]

He clocked me, man.

That firefighter from Detroit,
he's lying.

♪

- Captain!
In here!

- [sighs]

♪

Hey, hey.

It's okay.
Oh, it's--it's okay.

Hey, it's okay.
It's all right.

You're all right.

- [groaning]

- What happened?

- I was calling out Detroit
on being a fake

and he cold-cocked me.

♪

- I found him!
He's okay!

You're good.

I got you.

♪

- Get out of the way.

- No chance.

[tense music]

- Move!

- No.

♪

He's in here!
He's got a gun!

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

- Hey.

♪

Stop him!
Stop him!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Hold it, Tuesday!

- Hey!

Hey!

- Hey, whoa--
- Back off.

- Hey.

- Keep away!
- Hey.

- What did you come here for,
huh?

You followed our rig back here
so you could, what?

You could kill a little kid?

♪

What kind of man are you?

♪

- Get out of our firehouse.

Go on, go!

♪

- [yells]

.

[both grunting]

[dramatic music]

- Grab him!

[all grunting]
Hold him down.

♪

- Yes.

I need a 10-1 to Firehouse 51.

Requesting immediate
police assistance.

♪

- I'd never hurt the kid.
- Hey, shut up.

- I was trying to talk to him!
- Shut up!

[indistinct chatter]

Well, I gave him the right
to remain silent,

but he won't shut his mouth.

- What's he saying?
- The usual.

"I didn't kill the guy.

My partner's the one
that pulled the trigger."

That sort of thing.

Sounds like they got
into a dispute

with the kid's neighbor

over some sort
of construction project.

Uh, we're still working out
the details,

but one thing we know for sure

is the kid witnessed
the shooting.

They spotted the kid,
he hid in your fire truck.

- And he followed the boy here
to shut him up?

- Yeah, he says he wanted
to talk to him,

make him understand he didn't
see what he thought he saw.

- "Make him understand"?
- Yeah.

[radio chatter]

Anyway, we're gonna
pick up his partner.

We're gonna get them
to flip on each other.

My guess is we won't need
the kid's testimony.

- Thank you, Ruzek.
- My pleasure, Chief.

[mellow music]

- Hey.
- Hey, kid.

Word on the street is you're
one brave son-of-a-bitch, huh?

- Language.

- Sorry.

You did good, Logan.

You did good.

I'm gonna take you
to your parents now.

That sound good?

That's okay.

You wanna come with me?

- Um...

Okay, yeah.

Okay.

We're gonna take you
to your mom and dad now, okay?

Okay, come on.

[grunts]

"Logan."

That's a pretty cool name.

- Logan Miller.

- It's nice to hear your voice,
Logan Miller.

♪

- Hey, Kidd.

I'm gonna need you
to stand in on 61

until Brett gets back.

- You got it, Chief.
- Okay, guys.

♪

- [sighs]

Uh-oh.

- Nope, not what you think.

- Sure?
- [sighs]

- 'Cause I felt like you were
about to light me up earlier.

- I was.
[laughs]

I definitely was,

but that would have been
all kinds of wrong.

You were just looking out
for me.

The thing is...

[car door closes]

Kelly's my blind spot.

I mean, when--
when it comes to him,

I sort of just go off
the rails.

[melancholy music]

- Which is why
I didn't want to tell you.

- I don't blame you.

♪

Thank you for having my back.

♪

- I will always take up
for you, sister.

I promise you that.

♪

[sighs]

♪

Ooh, that's
a really great point.

- Isn't it?
- Yeah.

- Like, I--
I actually really want

to, like, look into that more.

- Yeah.

- Yes, I understand.
Of course.

Dedicated individuals,
both of them.

Well, I appreciate it.
Thank you.

- Who was that?
- Chief Lang from facilities.

- How's their man?
- Stable.

Think he's gonna make
a full recovery.

- Ah, blessings on that.
- Yeah.

They're sending out a couple
of senior electricians

to make sure our issues
are fully resolved.

- Sounds like they're
in "CYA" mode.

- Casey.

Brett is still at the 21st.

She's gonna need a ride back.

Do you mind taking my buggy
and going to get her?

I need to write a report

on whatever you call
this incident today.

- On it, Chief.
- Okay.

- Hey.
How are you feeling, Otis?

- I'm fine.
- [scoffs]

He's got a lump the size
of a rhinoceros horn

on the back of his head.

- Okay, let me
just take a look.

Look up.

Other side.

Good news is, I don't see
any signs of a concussion...

- Told you.

- But you should swing by Med
on your way home

just to get a full scan.

Just in case.
- Copy that.

- Okay.

- Hey, you better listen
to her.

- I will.

- And the next time that you
corner a bad guy in the house,

call for backup.

- Yeah, I just wish
I spotted him from the jump.

- Come on,
the guy had us all fooled.

He even had Herrmann fooled,
and he knows

half the firefighters
from here to Minneapolis.

- Yeah, but it's more
than that.

♪

We let that guy in because
we want to trust people, right?

It's who we are.
We're Firehouse 51.

We let everybody
through that door.

The fact that somebody
took advantage of that?

Man that--that's
what pisses me off.

- Hey, Otis.
Otis, hey.

That boy came to us
after he saw what he saw

because he knew firefighters
would keep him safe.

Say what you will
about the risk of open doors.

It saved that boy's life.

♪

- [sighs]

♪

- Come on, buddy.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪

- Oh, yes, we came for our son.
- Logan.

Logan Miller.

[gasps] Logan!
- Mama!

Mm!
- I missed you so much.

♪

- We were so worried about you.
- You okay?

Oh, honey.

I'm so glad to see you.

- Hey.

- Hey.

What are you doing here?

- I've been dispatched to
collect you when you're done.

- Oh.
Drew the short straw, huh?

- Eh, I don't mind.
- [laughs]

- Find the parents?
- Mm-hmm.

- Come here.

- They look like a nice family.

- Yeah, they do.

♪

Hey, um, when are you
planning on going

on your "anywhere in the world"
adventure?

- I don't know.

My next furlough
is the beginning of June.

Why?

- I was thinking maybe
we could get a group together.

"Carmen Sandiego" it.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, I think
it'd be a blast.

Psst.

♪

[chuckles]

♪

You ready?

- Yeah.

Let's go.
- [chuckles]

♪

[wolf howls]