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- Headquarters wants to get
your firefighter medic program

up and running soon.

- That is great news, Chief.

- Make it work.

- I don't get that
victim statement,

I'm not getting paroled.

- You lied to everyone,
including me.

- This is over.

- She asked me out.

This is a politico.

Those people, they're always
working some angle.

- Or maybe she just likes you.

- I lost my wife last year,

so even thinking about
going on some kind of date...

- I totally understand.

- The thing is,
if you're OK with it,

I'd love to go out
for a cup of coffee sometime.

* *

[phone ringing]

- Hey.
- I am so sorry, Dom.

My morning got shot to hell,
and I totally lost track of--

the teachers' union just voted
to authorize a strike,

so it's all hands on--

- Don't give it
a second thought.

I know what it's like
when alarm bells go off.

- Thanks.

Can we try again
later this week?

- Of course.

- You will not get
preempted twice.

I promise you that.

I don't care if
Ben Johnson himself

calls me for advice
on the Bears lineup.

- Careful.

I may hold you to that.

- [laughs] Bye.

- I appreciate you saving me
the trip to 13.

- I was headed
to the Loop anyway.

Your dad's parole hearing
is today, isn't it?

- As far as I know, yeah.

We haven't really talked much
since our dust-up at MCC.

- Hey, man,
you did the right thing.

Your dad had
every opportunity to--

- I know.

He made his bed.

However long
he's got to lie in it,

that's on him.

I'm done.

Hey, thanks again for
having my back on all this.

And if you ever need an extra
set of eyes on a sticky case,

hit me up.

I'm down to kick stuff around.

[notifications pinging]

- That's my sergeant.

- Go.

- Wait, the clinic
is in Cleveland?

I never heard of a world-class
anything in Cleveland.

- They got a world-class
orchestra, actually.

- So Isaiah's mom,
she's doing better there?

- Kidd says they got an army
of doctors taking care of her.

And her scans are moving
in the right direction,

so things are looking up.

- Well, how long is
Stella gonna be out there?

- Two weeks of furlough.

Hoping no longer than that.

- The hell is this?

- I call it the Universal
Compartment Protocol,

UCP for short.

- It's like the barcode system.

- No, you're thinking of UPC.

My thing is UC--

I'm still workshopping
the name.

The point is, with all these
crazy rig rotations

and firefighters
constantly getting shuffled

from house to house,
it's high time we instituted

department-wide standards
for compartment organization.

- OK.

Look, Mouch,
it's not that it's a bad idea.

It's just, you are not
the first newbie lieutenant

to try and revolutionize
compartment organization.

- Well, I may not be the first,

but I plan to be the last.

- Oh, wow.

You really went to town.

- Too much?

This thing is
kind of addictive.

- Oh, tell me about it.

I labeled my toothbrush,
and I live alone.

- [laughs]

- Thank you again
for giving me a hand

with all of this
on your day off.

- Oh, I wouldn't even
have the shift off

if you hadn't fought so hard
for the Joint Duty Program.

- What are you gonna do with
a whole weekend off anyway?

- Oh, well, today,
I have this hot little foursome

on the docket.

It's me, my couch,
my DoorDash app,

and season eight of "Botched."

- Oh, that sounds glorious.

- Oh, this is low.

I'm gonna swap it out.

- Copy. Thank you.

- There he is.

Joint Duty Program is
officially underway.

- [chuckles]
A hell of a friend you are.

You get me to sign up
for this thing,

and then you just bail
the first shift, huh?

- OK, well, that
wasn't my call.

Chief Robinson only wants PICs
riding with firefighters,

at least until the program
is really dialed in.

- Right.
[alarm blaring]

- Squad 3, Engine 51,

Ambulance 61, automatic alarm.

Patterson High School.

- All right, Vasquez,
let's hit it.

- Yep.

[dramatic music]

You ready for this?

- You know it.

* *

- OK, well, I want
a full report

tomorrow night at Molly's.

- You got it, Novak.

[sirens wailing]

* *

- They said it was
an automatic alarm?

- Yeah, let's go in
and take a look around.

Mouch, you can
stand down for now.

- Copy that.

* *

- We got smoke
on the Charlie side.

Let's go, Squad,
primary search.

Mouch, get a line in there now.

- On it.

Clarence, looks like we got
a long run to the fire.

Let's load off
from the officer's side.

- Copy.

* *

- All right, let's mask up.

Capp, Tony, leapfrog search.

Cruz, with me.

- Copy that.

* *

- Fire Department!

Call out!

- Fire Department! Call out!

* *

- Ready?
- Let's go.

- Fire Department!
Call out!

Hey, Mouch, we're gonna need
that water in the back offices!

- Fire Department!
Call out!

- Copy that.
Hose line coming in.

- Hey.

- Back here!
- Wait!

.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Are you OK? Can you walk?

- I think so.
- All right.

We're gonna form
a shield for you.

- All right,
you stay tight on our ass,

just like a quarterback sneak.

You got it?
- Uh-huh.

- On three! One, two, three!

[grunts]

Stay low.

* *

- All clear in there!

- Copy.

* *

All right, buddy,
take it easy.

We got you.

- South Corridor all clear,
Lieutenant.

- Take a seat right here, sir.

- Copy that, Tony.

What's your name, sir?

- Gerry.

- You have any tightness
in your chest?

- Uh-huh.

- Oxygen's at 92.

- All right, let's get him
on the non-rebreather,

and crank it to 15.
- Copy.

- What happened
in there, Gerry?

- I was running the buffer
down the hallway

from the office
when the alarm went off.

I should have run,
but my dumb ass

went to see if I could stop it.

- What did you see?

- Credenza was on fire.

I--I keep some cleaning
supplies in there

to keep me from walking
all the way down

to the custodian's closet.

Damn, I hope that's not
what caused this.

- You were
the only one in there?

- Yes, sir.

I'm the only one here
on Saturdays,

except for the principal.

But he texted me and said
that he was running late.

- All right.

We gotta get him to Med.

* *

[whirring]

* *

OK.

You take the wheel
and just get us there, Vasquez.

We're not Hobbs & Shaw.

- You got it.

* *

[siren wailing]

* *

What's all that?

- I am packing a GSW
to the lower torso,

so I need you to start an IV.

Grab an IV kit,
20-gauge catheter,

flush syringe.

And don't forget gloves.

- Copy.

[sputters]

- Read the labels, Vasquez.

Bottom right.
And hurry.

Patient's going into
hemorrhagic shock.

Starting an IV is one
of the most important skills

you need to master
as a paramedic.

- Mm-hmm.

- So let's see what you got.

Don't forget the alcohol swab.

- Right, right.

We don't want our chicken
to get an infection.

All right, buddy.

OK.

[suspenseful music]

* *

- Only way to know for sure
is to aspirate

and check for blood return.

Yep.

* *

Mm, nope.
You went right through it.

Try again.

Bevel side up,
and pierce the vein.

Don't go right through it.

- Pierce the vein, copy.

- So start a little steeper
and flatten out the angle

once you're through the skin.

- Copy.

Come on. Come on.
Come on.

* *

- OK.

Check it.

- Yep.

* *

- Good job! OK, you're in.

Advance the catheter,
connect the J-loop,

and let's go again.

* *

[TV playing indistinctly]

[phone ringing]

- Hello?

This is Lizzie Novak.

Oh, my God. Is she OK?

OK.

OK, I'll be there
as soon as I can.

Thank you for the call.

[phone beeps]

- You came up with this
yourself?

- Well, I've been talking
to lieutenants around the CFD

for a while,
gathering information,

doing an informal poll,
if you will.

But the core principles,

for better or worse,
they're mine.

- Give me a minute.
- Mm-hmm.

[tense music]

- Chief.

I was just on my way to lunch
with the police commissioner,

and he just canceled,

so I picked up some sandwiches
from Ferrara Bakery.

I know it's a long shot,

and it's a little more
than coffee,

but it is just lunch.

Any interest?

* *

- So it wasn't electrical.

- No, the origin point
is too high.

- What about that smell?

It's intense.

- Well, it could be
mineral oil or paraffin.

Yeah, once it's all
burned away,

it's hard to tell
one petroleum-based chemical

from another
just by the smell of it.

- So you got to send it
to the lab to make sure, huh?

- Yeah.

You can get a good idea
by tasting it,

although, officially,
that's against protocol.

- [chuckles]

Well, that must be
the cleaning supplies

the janitor was talking about.

- Yep.

- Morning, Captain.

- Gentlemen.

What do we got there,
Lieutenant?

- Well, I think this one
was hand sanitizer.

* *

Probably got the fire cooking
that much hotter,

but I don't think it's
the source of the odor in here.

* *

Check this out.

- I'm guessing
it's a coffee maker.

Or it was.

- I think you're right.

Ooh, it's definitely
the source.

- Paint thinner?

* *

- [spitting]

That's gasoline,
and a lot of it.

Based on how hot
the fire burned in here,

I'd say they filled the whole
damn reservoir with it.

- That would have been enough
to burn down the whole school.

* *

- I think he may have had
a more specific target in mind.

.

- Officially, we'd call it an
improvised incendiary device.

- So someone did this
on purpose?

- Almost certainly.

- The coffee maker served
as a crude timing device.

Probably gave the perpetrator

two or three minutes
to clear out.

Any idea of who
might have done this?

- I mean, I can't give you
any names,

but I have been getting
these text messages--

nasty stuff.

Threats, profanities,

all from an unknown number.

- When did they start?

- Well, let's see.

The--the 3rd,
so a week and a half ago.

I assumed it was a student
with an axe to grind.

Not that
that narrows things down

at all, unfortunately.

I never thought that it would
escalate into actual violence.

- There was a kid outside,
just as the fire got going,

maybe 14, 15 years old.

Tall, lanky Black kid
with a bright red skateboard.

- Ah.

That him?

Name's Wyatt Moore.

He's a bright kid,
but troubled.

His parents are going
through an ugly divorce,

so I've tried
to cut him some slack.

But I caught him smoking
cannabis in the parking lot

a couple of weeks ago
and had to suspend him,

for all the good
that it did him.

- Why do you say that?

- Well, I ran into Wyatt
last night

at the boys' basketball game
at Lane Tech.

I suspected that he was
under the influence again,

but he denied it
with some choice words.

Left me worried that
he is not on a good path.

- Does he seem like
the type of kid

who could do
something like this?

- I wish I could tell you no.

* *

- [sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

- Excuse me. Hi.

I got a call about a patient,
Heidi Novak.

I'm her sister.

Oh my God, Heidi.

- What are you doing here?

- Apparently, I am still

an emergency contact
in your phone.

The paramedic called me.

- [sighs]

- What happened?

- Nothing.

I mean, it's not a big deal.

I think I was just
majorly dehydrated.

- The medic said that you were
passed out at a bus stop,

and you almost got hit
by a car.

The lady who called 911 said
that she couldn't wake you up.

She thought you were dead.

- Did you know you're not
supposed to drink

grapefruit juice
when you take a sleeping pill?

'Cause I sure didn't.

- [sighs]

Heidi.

- I'm dead serious.

Google it.

It's really bad.

[sighs]

I just remember going to bed
and waking up in the ambulance.

- Did you take
more than one pill?

You can tell me the truth.

- I literally just told you.

- Are you sure?

- I didn't do this
on purpose, Lizzie.

I swear to God, OK?

I know that's
what you're thinking.

- [sighs]

- I would never.

- You say that, but--

- I'm not Mom, OK?

- It was my first campaign,

a city council election
up in Madison.

Turkey or Tuscan chicken?

- Turkey.

- Decisive. I like it.

Anyway, my candidate lost
by 12 votes,

but I didn't care.
[phone ringing]

I was absolutely
hooked on politics.

And my phone hasn't stopped
ringing ever since.

I have to take this. Sorry.

- Of course.

- What's the latest?

Of course they're going
to say that.

How many schools
are we talking?

Fine.

Gather the comms together,

and I'll meet you in an hour.

- The teachers going on strike?

- Let's hope not.

I'm sure we'll do
whatever we can

to avoid a school shutdown.

The problem is,
wherever we find the money,

it just means someone else
is gonna be pissed off at us.

- Everyone's taking cuts
right now.

The fix is to spread the pain,

maybe take a little more
from items

further down the priority list.

You don't fix the fence
before you fix the roof,

as my grandfather used to say.

- Have you ever thought
of running for office?

- [chuckles] No.
- That folksy charm of yours?

A lot of pols would
kill for that, you know.

[phone ringing]

- It's one of my firehouses.

Captain O'Neill.

How serious?

All right, I'll be right over.

Yeah, it's one of my guys,
got hurt.

Nothing serious,
but I gotta go to the scene.

It's protocol.

- Totally understand.

- Feel free to stay or...
- No.

I'll take mine to go.

But one of these days,

we will have an actual meal
together, Chief.

- I'll call you.

- Nice place.

- Yeah.

[knocking]

- What's going on?

- I'm Captain Van Meter.

I'm with the Office
of Fire Investigations.

This is Lieutenant Severide.

Are you Wyatt Moore's father?

- Yeah. What's this about?

- There was a fire at Patterson
High School this morning.

We were hoping to talk
to your son about it.

- [scoffs]

Mr. Cole sent you here, huh?

Don't pass Go, just straight
to the Moores's house?

- Actually,
the lieutenant here--

- This is ridiculous.

Why he got busted
smoking weed one time,

and Mr. Cole wants to make him
out to be an arsonist now?

- No one's accusing Wyatt
of arson, sir.

We're just here
to get information.

Your son was outside the school
at the time of the fire.

I saw him there myself.

- Go to your room, son.

[tense music]

Now.

* *

I'm not an idiot.

I know how this goes.

You lock in on one person,
and you--

I don't care
what Mr. Cole said.

My son?

He would never do
anything like that.

If you got a shred
of evidence against him,

come back with a warrant.

Otherwise, leave us alone.

Our family's been through
enough this year.

* *

- That kid seemed
pretty freaked out.

- Unfortunately, I don't think

we're gonna convince Dad
to let us talk to him

until we have something solid.

- So let's go back and see
if we can find something

that puts the kid inside
the building this morning.

- Not to bang my own drum,

but I think there's
a logic here that would

best be described as elegant.

Tools are organized
by frequency of use

based on a 5-point system.

- Hey.

How's the custodian doing?

- Oh, his O2 level stabilized
by the time we got to Med.

He's gonna be OK.

- Hey, you guys, uh, forget
your lieutenant somewhere?

- No, we found evidence
that the fire was an arson,

so he decided to chase it down
with Captain Van Meter.

- Severide does
fire investigation?

- More of a freelancer.

Whenever Van Meter needs
help with a thorny case.

- His father, Benny, was
a legendary fire investigator.

So I guess you could say
it's in the blood.

[alarm blaring]

- Ambulance 61,
person down of unknown causes,

3435 West Washington.

[tense music]

- Hey, over here.

My roommate was
taking a shower.

I heard the water shut off,
and then she screamed.

And the whole apartment shook
like an earthquake.

It's locked from the inside.

- She must have fallen
behind the door.

OK, what's her name?

- Halina.
- All right.

[knocking]
Halina, I'm a paramedic

with the Chicago
Fire Department.

Can you hear me in there?

[knocking]

- Hey.

.

- Ambo 61 to Main, we need

a truck company assist
at our location.

We got a victim
with a possible head wound

trapped behind a bathroom door.

- Copy that, Ambo 61.

Dispatching Truck 93.

ETA is 14 minutes.

- With that much blood, I don't
think we have 14 minutes.

How's that door frame looking?

- Oh, it's pretty solid.

Maybe if I had my tools,
we could--

actually, ma'am, do you happen
to have any tools?

Like a hammer or a screwdriver?
- Yes.

Halina keeps a toolbox
in the kitchen.

I can check.
- Great.

Bring them all, please!

- Hurry.

[knocking]

Halina, can you hear us
in there?

* *

- Oh, perfect.

Thank you.

Perfect.

Thank you.

[pounding]

Come on.

[pounding]

* *

[pounding]

* *

Oof.

OK.

OK.
OK.

Ah. Give me a hand?

- Yep.
- OK.

[grunts] On three. Ready?

- Uh-huh.
- One, two, three.

[cracking]

Oh.

[sighs]

- OK.

Vasquez, put this
on the blood.

- Yep.

- OK.

[sighs]
Let's get her on the backboard.

- Yeah.

* *

- Let's support her head.

There we go. OK.

OK, I've got a 2-inch
occipital laceration

with an arterial bleed.

- 4x4 gauze.

- Grab me a C-collar
and some Kerlix,

and start prepping an IV.

- Copy.

- Is she OK?

- She lost a lot of blood,

but we're gonna get her
to Chicago Med.

* *

OK.

I'm gonna finish up
this bandage.

You start the IV.

- Copy that.

* *

- You got this.
- Yep.

* *

Aspirate.

* *

Good. You're in.

All right,
I'll push fluids en route.

- OK.

* *

- [sighs]

All right. On three.

- Yep.
- One, two, three.

[exhales sharply, sighs]

- Well, with a little luck,
we'll dig up

something to help us
pull a warrant.

- It would have been
a whole lot easier

if he had just let us
talk to the kid.

- Yeah, I get it, though.

That's got to be
a hell of a tight spot

for a father to be in.

- That's parenting.

There's no end to the rocks
and the hard places.

How's it been having a teenager
in your house, anyway?

- Me and Stella
got lucky there.

Isaiah's a--he's a great kid.

Sharp, stays out of trouble--

pretty much the opposite of me
when I was his age.

- What do you got there, Boyd?

- Coffee maker was
plugged into this.

We thought it was
an ordinary outlet splitter,

but when we pried it
from the wall, it cracked open.

We saw it's got
a microchip inside.

- It's a smart plug.
- Yep.

- So you're saying the arsonist
started the fire remotely?

* *

- So...see you
in another six months, I guess.

- Wait.

If there's something that
you wanna say, just say it.

- No.

I'm good.

- Come on!

It's not like you're
blowing up my phone either.

But hey, the second
that I got a call

that you were in the hospital,
I was out the door.

- You know, it's easy
to show up in a crisis,

'cause you get to feel
like a good person.

[somber music]

- [scoffs]

- Well, it's true.

We don't ever just hang out.

We don't even talk, really.

I mean, we used to call
each other on our birthdays

or whatever,
and now it's just a text

or a comment on Insta stories.

HBD.

- I have never written "HBD"
in my life.

- When's the last time
you talked to Will, by the way?

- When is the last time
that you talked to him?

He is your brother too.

* *

Look, you can lash out at me
all you want,

but that is not--

- I'm not lashing out, Lizzie.

I'm saying I'm over it.

I'm sick of pretending
like we have

some normal
sibling relationship.

* *

- What is normal?

That's--that's not
even a thing.

- You know
what I'm talking about.

We haven't acted like siblings
in a very long time.

* *

- [sighs]

- You think it's possible
to pull any data off that?

- I seriously doubt it.

We got enough
of the serial number

to maybe track
where it was purchased,

but look at this.

The pins on this chip
are trashed.

- So that means
there's no way to ID

whatever device was
controlling it.

- Unfortunately.

- Understood.

Thanks for the information.

That's a big help.

That was the school's
IT administrator.

He checked
the connected clients log

on the school's Wi-Fi router

and found that
a Helix Home Smart Plug--

that's the same model
as this one--

logged onto the Wi-Fi
for the first time

at 7:36 p.m. last night.

- Well, didn't Mr. Cole say
that he saw Wyatt

at the Lane Tech game
last night?

- Yeah. At halftime.

And based on the tip-off time,
there's no way that Wyatt

could have been here
connecting that smart plug

to the school's Wi-Fi
at 7:36 p.m.

- [sighs]

That kid wanted
to tell me something

when we were at his house.

It was written
all over his face.

He knows something.

- Hey, Chief, you got a sec?

- What is it, Mouch?

- I was just wondering
if you had a chance

to mull over my Universal
Compartment Protocol.

- The plan is solid.
It's a good idea.

It's just these days,
if you want to get

something like that
on the white shirts' radar,

it has to translate
into dollars and cents.

- You don't think
they'll go for it?

- Well, I just think
it's gonna be

a little low on their
priority list for now.

- Yeah, copy that.

I appreciate
you looking at it, Chief.

- No.

I don't mean that
you should give up on it.

Timing just has to be right.

- Yeah.

- Mouch, I appreciate

you leading Engine 51
with such gusto.

[warm music]

- Thank you, Chief.

I'll keep working on the plan.

* *

- Hey.

Thanks again for doing this.

I know you've heard
the sales pitch 100 times,

but it's really gonna make
a huge difference

for all the paramedics.

I mean, Novak worked
one-on, one-off

for an entire week
before this shift, so--

- I'm glad to give her
some rest.

- Hmm.
- And it's good

to keep our EMT skills sharp.
- Yeah.

And hey, it's good to keep

our forced entry skills
sharp too.

[chuckles]

- Well, look, since
you're going to be working

with firefighters more often...
- Mm-hmm.

- How do you feel about keeping
a Halligan bar in the ambo?

- I think that would be
a great idea.

- OK, fantastic.

So we can...

[tense music]

* *

- I'm sure he's not trying
to be rude.

Just wasn't expecting
to see me so soon.

Ray Vasquez. I'm Sal's father.

- Violet Mikami.

* *

- You two work together?

- What the hell are you
doing here?

- I came for my wheels, son.

You forgot?

Sal was nice enough

to look after my car
while I was away,

but I'm back now.

- Go.

- Wow.

You try to teach your kids
good manners,

but, uh...

in the end,
they are who they are.

* *

Pleasure to meet you, Violet.

* *

[door slams, engine starts]

.

[knocking]

[door opens]

- [sighs]

You know, when people
don't call you back,

it's usually a sign
they don't wanna talk.

- We know Wyatt didn't
start the fire.

- How?

- 'Cause the fire was set up

at the exact same time
that Mr. Cole saw Wyatt

at Lane Tech, 3 miles away.

- I'm glad to hear you
say that.

But then what are you
doing here, Lieutenant?

- Maybe that's a question
you should ask your son.

Because I think he knows.

- He's right.

- Don't say another word.

This guy doesn't care

what kind
of trouble you get into.

It's what he wants.
- Mr. Gerry's in the hospital

because of what happened.

Maybe we can help catch
the person who did it.

* *

- [sighs]

- Whoever did it,

I bet you'll find him there.

* *

- Oh, yeah, I--

I used to live
around the corner.

Have you been to that huge
farmers' market on Webster?

- Um, yeah, maybe.

I'm not sure.

- Well, hey, you should go.

There's, um,
a great barbecue stand,

if you like barbecue.

- This is it here.

- OK.

- Thanks for the ride.

I feel bad.

I could have just Ubered.

- Don't feel bad.
It was on my way.

- Yeah.

Look, I'm sorry that
you had to deal with all that.

Yeah, my dad and I, we've...

[sighs] We've got some issues.

- Hey, no need to apologize.

Seriously.

Don't even think about it.

- OK.
Well, uh, I'll see you around.

- OK.

Hey, wait, Vasquez!

You should come
to Molly's tonight.

Everyone is gonna be there.

We gotta wash the day off
somehow, right?

[soft music]

- Maybe I'll see you there.

* *

[phone buzzing,
notifications pinging]

* *

[phone buzzing,
notifications pinging]

* *

- Ugh.

And you were so looking
forward to your day off.

Is Heidi OK?

- Um, physically, she's fine.

Yeah, she just had
a bad reaction

to mixing sleeping medication
with grapefruit juice.

Yeah, that's a thing.

Who knew? [chuckles]

- OK.

And mentally?

- Who the hell knows?

Heidi and I,
we kind of have this way

of talking around
the big things.

It's like deep down, we both
want to be more connected,

but we can't just...

[inhales deeply]

- What?

- OK, you know that game Taboo?

- [chuckles]
- It's like we're both

playing it whenever
we see each other.

It's like there's
this whole long list of words

we're never allowed
to say, ever.

- It's funny.

I used to play Taboo
with my parents

when I was a kid,
only we had special rules

because it was just
the three of us.

- Yeah, that's not as fun.

- Yeah, I was always
jealous of people

who had these big families.

My best friend growing up
had four brothers.

So I wanted four brothers,
two older and two younger.

- Oh. [chuckles]
- Yeah.

I guess it never occurred to me

how much messier
my family would have been

if I had had siblings.

- Yeah, but that's the thing.

It was--it was messier,

but it was a good
kind of messy.

[soft music]

Things didn't get complicated

until after my mom...

* *

Everything changed after,

meaning, basically,
everything just fell apart.

[chuckles]

But still, someone had
to make the lunches

and sign the homework.

And you would think
that that would

make siblings closer, but...

[sighs]

I don't know.

- It's not like you had
a choice, right?

You were forced into it.

I'm sure your siblings
get that.

- Yeah, but that's the thing.

No one really asked me

to do any of those things.

I just kind of did it.

* *

It never really occurred to me

to ask what anyone else wanted.

* *

I'm sorry. I--I have to go.

- I totally get it.

Yeah, go. Go.

* *

[sighs]

* *

[sighs]

- Hey.

Just the woman I needed to see.

Let me ask you something.

When you were putting together

your proposal
for the Joint Duty Program...

- Uh-huh.

- If you're heading out,

we can just talk about this
next shift.

* *

- Uh, no. No. It's fine.

I can stay for another drink.

- Great.

Vasquez.

- Hey.

[clears throat]

- So here's my question.

* *

- Did he let you talk to Wyatt?

- We were right.

Swipe that way.

- What am I looking at?

- Screenshots
from a private Facebook group

called "I Hate Mr. Cole."

- Subtle.
- Yeah.

There's hundreds of comments
going back at least two years

of people accusing Mr. Cole
of bullying students,

public humiliation,
trumping up charges

to expel kids for low grades
just to inflate test scores.

- Did you read all these?
- Mm-hmm.

- They sound like an angry mob
sharpening their pitchforks.

- According to Wyatt,
there's 83 active members.

- So we have
83 possible suspects.

.

[suspenseful music]

* *

[beeping]

* *

- Sorry to bother you
at this hour.

- You mind telling me
what's so urgent

that it couldn't wait
till morning?

- The fire at Patterson--

it's likely
the perpetrator wasn't just

trying to send you a message.

- We believe the attack
was deliberately timed

for when you'd normally be
arriving at the school,

and you'd be alone.

- Can we talk inside?

- Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Please come in.

[knocking]

[footsteps approaching]

- What's up?

- Sorry for the random pop-in,

but I heard that's
what normal siblings do.

[soft music]

- What's that?

* *

- I--I thought
we could hang out,

if you're not doing anything.

- One whiff of Peach Schnapps,

and I just start
sweating bullets,

like I'm about to get grounded
for a month.

- We weren't grounded
for a month.

It was like a week, max.

Drama queen.

- [chuckles] Whatever.

* *

Well, I hope you like
the show "Botched."

- I love "Botched."

* *

- I mean, I'm talking, like,

30 people are just
standing there,

frozen, some of them
still holding their drinks

while we're doing CPR
on a little baby girl.

They can't even look
at each other,

they're so ashamed.
- Jesus.

- I mean, how did no one notice
her crawl into the pool?

Not a single person?

[music stops]

- Damn.

Already?

- Yeah, I--I forget.

On Sunday,
they--they close early.

Well, Vasquez, I'm glad you
decided to come out tonight.

- Hey, wait. I mean, come on.

You're not going home
after the shift we had?

* *

OK, fine.
After the shift I had.

* *

Look, I've got a lot of the day
to wash off still.

I mean, that raw chicken
alone...

- [chuckles] Oh, my God.

- Let's go to Nick's

or the Redhead Piano Bar

or wherever you want.

* *

Just one more for the road.

* *

- Sure.

Yeah.

Let's go.

* *

- Never would have guessed
you're a chef.

- Well, don't jump
to any conclusions.

You haven't tried it yet.

Oh.

Don't tell me
you don't like red meat.

I--I should have asked.

- No, it's not that.

[sighs]

You've gone to so much trouble.

What I have to tell you,
I can't pretend I don't know.

And you'd find out and wonder
why I didn't say anything.

[tense music]

I don't want it
to ruin the night.

- What's this about?

- What you said yesterday,
about fences and roofs

and making tough choices.

We had to avert
a teacher strike.

We had no choice.

So I had my budget team
look for money

to reallocate quickly
without starting

a new and bigger backlash.

We pulled from infrastructure,
public works, admin services.

[sighs]

There's no easy way
to say this.

We asked the CFD
for a list of rigs

that could be permanently
decommissioned.

- Hmm.

- One of those rigs is
in your battalion.

- Which one?

- Engine company 51.

I believe
the lieutenant's name is--

- Randall McHolland.

* *

[ominous music]

* *

[wolf howls]