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House fire,
2443 Dartmouth Avenue.

That's my house.

All firefighters
evacuate immediately.

We gotta go!

It's all gone.

It's all gone.

You came to pull me out of here.

Tell me to let it go.

No.

Cindy's been calling.

She's worried about you.

I'm sorry that I scared you.

It's just I had to go back.

I know it's hard.

There are some things we can't get back.

I've looked through it,
and there's nothing in that file

that's going to help you
get your dad out.

I was looking into
the Bianchi case files,

and we can prove you weren't
planting evidence.

You made a hell of a detective.

It's a shame you didn't stay
in the academy.

But that kind of proof isn't
what's gonna get me out of here.

Mercy will.

And I need you to go get it for me.

So focus on what I'm asking you.

It's all that matters.

It's the only way that I have a chance.

Pop, but why not try to
track down the medic report,

prove to them
that you were putting evidence back?

I mean, you don't think that
that will get you

some leniency with the parole board?

Stop. You're trying to run the show.

No, Pop.

I'm trying to get you out of here.

I need you to listen.

Learn to do what you're told
and to follow orders.

If you could do that,
maybe you wouldn't be

bouncing around every
firehouse in Chicago.

Wow.

That's low, even from you.

Oh, hey. Sorry.

- Oh, let me get this stuff.
- No, no. Hey, hey, hey.

Don't sweat it. Herrmann.

I said anytime, and I meant it.

Thanks.

It just feels like

the second I knock something off

of this insurance company's list,

they throw two more things
at me, you know?

And then that shoe box
that we're staying...

I mean, I'm not complaining.

You know, it's been
a real lifesaver for us.

I know.

It's not exactly
a Zen workspace, I'll bet.

Not with five people fighting
over one bathroom, it ain't.

Oh, man.

I really wish there was
something more I could do.

What do you guys need right now?

You just say the word,
and I'll make it happen.

You wanna know the God's honest truth?

I just wish that everybody
would stop asking us

what we need.

I mean, it's not that
I don't appreciate it.

I really do. I mean...

I get...

More than you know. It's just...

- I get it.
- Yeah.

Say no more.

I'll, uh... I'll let you do your thing.

Mouch, wait. Please.

Me and Cindy,
we're gonna figure this out.

All right?

We're good.

I'll leave you to it, then.

All right.

Isaiah said he's too old
for trick-or-treating,

which makes sense, I guess.

Yeah. I quit when I was 10.

He's going to a Halloween
party at his school instead.

That's a good thing, right?

It is.

I guess I just got kind of excited

about the whole trick-or-treating thing.

It'd be fun.

Even if he wanted to go,

you think he'd want
a grown-up tagging along?

I am not just any grown-up.

Kelly, I am still a kid.

The name speaks for itself.

So what's the vibe?
What are they wearing?

Last year, a guy came as a hydra.

He spent three months building it.

Came as a what?

A hydra, a multi-headed dragon.

He didn't actually place in the contest,

but he was my pick.

Wow.

That is some Halloween party.

It is a costume ball.

It's the 14th annual.

And I've been going
for five years straight.

Huh.

You should come.

No, I don't... I don't know.

Costume shopping gives me anxiety.

Well, I'm sure you would slay
in whatever you choose.

I know I will.

All right, let's get to it.

As a lot of you know,
51 will be rotating in floaters

on a regular basis.

That starts this shift.

As Herrmann is out on personal business,

Ballard here will be
filling in on truck.

Also, CFD wants to keep
everyone in the loop

on our increase in brownouts.

This is a report of every house
that will be affected

over the next two weeks.

Truck 81,

Engine 51, Squad 3, Ambo 61.

Structure fire,
227 South Grand Avenue.

Everyone just make sure you
take a look after we get back.

Hey, guys. Back up.

Move!

Everybody back.

Hey, uh, smoke's coming
from the basement.

- Is everyone out?
- I think so.

I tried to do a walkthrough,
but the smoke's too thick.

All right, squad, primary search.

Kidd, Vasquez, force entry.

- Recon the basement.
- Copy.

Engine, start stretching a line.

Truck will find a source.

Copy that, Lieutenant.

Let's move!

All right. Mask up!

Fire department!

Call out!

This is it.

We found the source!

Must be an oil furnace.

Trace and find the oil supply
and shut it down.

We're going in.

- Yeah.
- All right.

Set!

Strike.

Strike.

Fire department!

Call out!

Hey, there's an injured
woman in apartment K.

Yes, sir.
You gotta get out of here now, OK?

- Can you walk out on your own?
- I'm fine. I'm fine.

Just go to apartment K
before it's too late.

I got...

Hey, Violet.
Be on the lookout for an elderly guy

walking out the building.

Copy.

Fire department!

Call out!

Hey! Hey.

I'm gonna get you out of here,
all right? We gotta stay low.

It's gonna be OK.

All right? You gotta stay with me.

Stand by.
I'm coming out with another tenant.

Copy, Cruz.

The combustion chamber
in the furnace is overloaded.

We gotta go around back to shut it off.

- Do it.
- OK.

Engine, get a hose line on that furnace.

Copy that.

Cruz, that smoke's gonna keep coming.

Make sure you get your victim
out of there now.

Cruz?

Let's get her on the stretcher.

OK. Good. Good. Good. We got you.

She should be OK, but she was
in there for a while.

All right, let's get her on some oxygen.

Where's the old guy?

Oh, I never saw him.

Maybe he got into another ambulance.

I need to get back in that building.

Why?

Lieutenant, building's clear.

What? Are you sure?

Yeah. We checked every unit.

All right, let's get the smoke
ejectors at that front entrance.

Copy that, Lieutenant.

Sounds like your guy made it out.

I hope so.

He's kind of frail.
And that oxygen setup...

he was gonna need medical attention

- for that smoke inhalation.
- OK.

There were a couple other ambos here.

I'll talk to Violet,
have her ask around at Med.

Yeah. Yeah, thanks.

Let's wrap it up.

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Again?

Either you get more
spam calls than I do,

or you're a very popular guy.

I wish it was spam.

That building was just renovated.

I wonder why they never
replaced the oil furnace.

Anything to save a buck.

Yeah.

I'm starving.

Hey, you.

You got plans for Halloween?

Uh...

You're kind of giving
Bruce Wayne or Jay Gatsby.

I haven't really thought about it.

Have you ever been to a costume ball?

Mm-mm.

Hey, any news on that old guy?

Uh, I checked.

No one matching your
description was taken to Med.

And dispatch didn't log
anyone like that either.

Oh, that's not good.

Well, the building was clear,
so he must have made it out.

Well, then, where did he go?

I looked for him at the scene.

Maybe you just missed him.

I don't think so.

And it's not like he had
the strength to run away.

I should've walked him out.

Well, if you had, your female victim

might have inhaled
enough smoke to kill her.

Yeah.

You said he was coughing, right?

Maybe he ended up at another hospital.

Or maybe a neighbor took him.

I mean, he was in bad shape.

Somebody would have noticed him.

Then he probably got a ride.

This happens all the time,

especially when ambos are full up.

OK.

All right, well, maybe I'll call around

to the other hospitals,
see if I can track him down.

We'd like to have everyone
in the briefing room

for an important
announcement, please.

Mouch, man, just come
into the common room.

I said the briefing room.

All right.

OK, Mouch, what's your big announcement?

What, are you going paleo again?

I've been racking my brains for a week

trying to come up with
the best way to help Herrmann.

Have you tried asking him?

Of course not, Capp.

When a friend's going through bad times,

you don't put the burden on them

to tell you how you can help.

You just do it.

So what's your thought?

What if we throw the Herrmanns

a pass-the-boot event at Molly's?

I... I know it's a lot to ask of people,

with everyone's shifts being cut back

and the whole world basically
going to hell in a handbasket.

People have plenty
of problems these days.

- No, we should totally do it.
- Yeah.

I think it's a great idea, Mouch.

- You think so?
- Hell yeah.

I'm in.

Same.

We'll invite everyone we know.

OK.

- Oh, hey.
- Hey.

I was just texting you.

Did you remember to pick up
the glasses at Molly's?

Ah, damn it. No.

I swear, if I have to hear
one more lecture

from Annabelle about what
microplastics are doing to the planet...

All right. I know. I'm sorry.

But I got a little sidetracked
and, um...

check this out.

It's... it's, like,
two blocks over from our...

the old... the old place.

And I saw that they were
having an open house.

I decided to pop in,
and it's kind of a fixer.

But you can't really tell
from the pictures,

but it's got some fantastic bones.

What do you think?

I think the dust hasn't even
settled yet, for one thing.

I mean, literally, they just
finished clearing the debris.

And?

And I haven't even started

to wrap my head around
what we're gonna do.

We haven't had a single conversation

about whether we would want
to rebuild or buy something,

or who knows what other
options there are?

And you're already looking at houses?

I know it seems a little fast.

It's a lot fast, Christopher.

But we can't stay here forever.

Who said anything about staying here?

I'm not just talking about this place.

I'm talking about this whole...
you know, this...

this limbo.

All the people, you know,
just worrying about us

all the time, you know?

And I can't stand it.

And I'm sick of feeling
like a victim already.

And I just wanted to go back
to being normal.

And this is gonna help you feel normal?

It doesn't have to be
this house exactly.

I mean, I just feel like
the sooner that we find

and move into a permanent
living situation,

the sooner that we can move on
from this whole...

this is a nightmare.

You don't just move on

from something like this, Christopher.

Come on.

You know what I mean.

I really don't.

Firehouse 51.

This is a call
from the Metropolitan

Correctional Center and will
be monitored and recorded.

Do you accept?

Uh, yes, I accept.

I need to speak to Sal Vasquez.

Who is this?

Ray Vasquez, his father.

- Hey, Vasquez.
- Yo.

Phone.

It's your father.

The hell do you think you're doing?

Oh, I'm sorry,
but I haven't heard from you.

Doesn't matter.

You can't call my job.

You left me no choice.

You don't help me in the next few days,

I ain't getting out of here.

No.

You're doing it again.

And I will not let you
ruin this for me too.

The name rang a bell, so I looked it up.

Do you remember that case
from about six years ago?

It was all over the news,
Lindsay Belfort.

She was killed in her garage
by a deranged ex.

Mark Bianchi. I remember that.

Lead detective planted
a bunch of evidence.

Blew the whole case.

Detective Ray Vasquez.

Hmm.

So now he's serving time, 10 years.

And he's calling the firehouse
for some reason.

Why not just call your son's cell phone?

It's almost like
he's trying to cause a stir.

So what are you gonna do?

I don't know yet.

OK?

I have called Lakeshore,
Chicago Memorial,

and three urgent cares
near the apartment building.

No one matching our John Doe
has checked in today.

I'm about to start calling places
where old people hang out.

Does the local bingo hall
have a phone number?

Well, I have something better.

Leanne's number. She reached out.

She wants to thank the
firefighter that saved her life.

Well, that's very nice, but I don't see

how that helps with our John Doe.

She's his neighbor.
She'll probably know his name.

And then we have something to go on.

You know your neighbors' names?

You don't?

I like my privacy.

Is that a crime?

Leanne was just discharged from Med.

She'll be waiting for your call.

Hey, Mouch, is that the flyer

for Herrmann's pass-the-boot thing?

Hot off the presses.

I was gonna go wallpaper
the academy with it.

No.

What?

It's the CFD's proverbial town square.

No, I'm talking about the date, Mouch.

You can't do it Friday. It's Halloween.

What about Saturday or Sunday
or literally any other day?

Well, Friday's our off shift,

and all the bars in the neighborhood are

closed that night
because of the street party.

What?

Don't tell me you're gonna bail on me.

No, no, I'm not gonna bail.

It's just... it's Halloween.

It is important to some people.

So if you want to get the best turnout,

then you have to give
the people what they want.

I'm listening.

A costume party.

There is no other option.

I don't know.

That seems a little undignified.

We can make it super dignified.

What if I spearhead the setup?

I'm talking decorations,
snacks, you name it.

And you don't have to do
anything but show up.

What do you say?

I say...

Let's make it a costume party.

Truck 81, Engine 51...

- Let's go.
- Squad 3, Ambo 61.

Person down, unknown cause.

What the hell is this place?

There's no signage.
We need to check the property.

All right.

Guys, what about that car?

- Where's the driver?
- All right.

We should spread out
and have a look around.

Kidd, Vazquez, you guys
take the Delta side.

Mouch, take your unit,
check the Bravo side.

We'll check the front dock.

- On it.
- 51.

Copy that.

- Ballard.
- Copy.

Ah, OK.

You go this way.

I'm gonna keep heading down this way.

Copy.

Hey, I got a victim on the Delta side.

I'm bringing him out to the rig.

Copy that.

Hey, sir.

Can you hear me?

Gonna get you out of here.

What the hell?

Mask up.

Mask up!

Pull back.

We've got a possible
hazmat situation.

Phosgene gas.

Copy, Lieutenant.

Main, we need a level-1 hazmat

to 1547 West 16th Street immediately.

Copy, Truck 81.

Providing hazmat
and additional units now.

Lieutenant!

- Stella, you hear me?
- Lieutenant!

I got her. I got her.

Cruz, grab the victim.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Vasquez, get that damn door shut

and then get the hell out of there.

I don't want that leak spreading
any more before hazmat gets here.

I'm on it.

Ambo 61, we got Lieutenant Kidd

and a victim unconscious,

exposed to phosgene gas
coming to you now.

Copy.

OK. We're gonna get you out.

Oh, damn it!

Let's get her over on her side.

- She's breathing.
- Copy.

Stella?

OK. On three.

1, 2, 3.

Let's rinse her with sterile water

and get some oxygen on her.

Good.

- You're OK, babe.
- OK, OK. Good. Good. OK.

You're OK.

We got you, Stella.

We're just gonna put some
oxygen on you, all right?

Lungs are clear.

Mouch, what's hazmat's ETA?

Three minutes out.

Your oxygen is almost back to normal.

You got out just in time.

Hazmat said the phosgene
didn't leak past the perimeter.

That's great.

You should go to Med for observation.

Hey. I'm fine.

You're going.

I'm taking Truck out of the
service for the rest of the shift.

Lieutenant?

You OK?

Yeah.

I'm good.

You all right?

I shouldn't have been that far away.

I, uh...

Hey, I ordered you

to go and check out the outbuilding.

Yeah, I know, but, um...

I'm just glad you're OK.

We should've kept one of those birds.

I know a good taxidermist.

Hard pass.

That was creepy.

Yeah, apparently,
it was a plastic manufacturer.

The plant's gas leak alarm
had been glitching,

so the on-call technician came,
thinking it was a false alarm.

Yeah, doctors don't think
he's gonna make it.

Hey, what are you doing back?

Can I talk to you a minute?

Sure.

Everything all right?

I heard about this pass-the-boot thing

that you're putting together.

I told you this morning.

We're fine.

We got things under control.

I know you do.

And I get not wanting
to feel like a charity case,

but that's not what this is.

That's literally what this is.

I mean, that's not all it is.

Look, I know you don't want
to be a burden to anybody,

but... but watching you guys
going through this

and feeling like
there's nothing we can do,

brother, that's the burden.

So just let us do this one
measly thing, Herrmann.

I mean, you'll be helping us
as much as we're helping you.

All right, pass the damn boot

if you think it'll make you feel better.

I mean, but don't go inviting
the whole world, all right?

Just the family.

Absolutely.

And I'm not gonna show my face.

I mean, that's just gonna make
it feel like some kind of pity party.

Whatever you want.

OK.

Fine.

Mr. Cruz?

- Leanne.
- I remember.

And please, call me Joe.

Oh, how's the, uh...

Weird, but it doesn't hurt at all.

My dad says I'm hard-headed.

Well, it came in handy.

These are brownies from Halloran's.

I have no idea what you get
someone for saving your life.

Brownies are great, but
I can't take all the credit.

Oh, I know.

They're for everyone here.

Oh, no.

I mean there was somebody else

who made sure that you got out.

I've been trying to track him down,
actually, make sure he's OK.

I think he's your neighbor.

Really?

Oh, you know his name?

I was hoping you could tell me.

Older guy, 70s...

maybe you've seen him
with an oxygen tank?

That doesn't sound like
anybody in the building.

You sure?

I've been there since
they renovated the place.

It's mostly people my age.

It just seemed like he knew you.

I'm sorry, really. I wish I could help.

Oh, well, he'll turn up.

And, um, thank you for the brownies.

Bye.

Take care.

Hey, Lieutenant.

Hey.

How'd it go at Med?

Got the all clear,
so I will be back next shift.

I appreciate your concern.

Yeah. Of course.

Look, uh, I like to keep things upfront.

Mm-hmm.

So that phone call that you
got earlier from your father...

Yeah, I, um...

I'm sorry. I... I apologize for that.

No need.

No, I was just gonna say,

if there's anything going on that
you wanna talk about...

No, I'm gonna take care of it.

Yeah, it won't happen again,

like, ever.

Look, I hate asking you
for another favor,

but the prison's not gonna

let me in on tomorrow's visitor's list.

- You can't get in next week?
- No.

No, no, no. I have to go tomorrow.

Man, slow down.

Shoot straight.

What's going on?

Look, you need to start
being more honest with me

about all of this if you want my help.

All right.

All right.

My dad asked me for a favor.

He thinks getting
Lindsay Belfort's husband

to testify on his behalf
at the parole hearing

will get him freed.

Her husband, as in her widower?

Yeah.

Why would he do that?

The murderer went free
because your father

got busted planting evidence.

And the whole case went to hell.

It's a bit more
complicated than that, OK?

Look, my dad wants me
to talk to Belfort's husband

or widower, you know,

explain to him that everything he did,

he just did to get justice for Lindsay.

So you're not going to do that, right?

Stir up all that pain?

No. OK?

No, of course not.

I just... I need to see
my father in person,

OK, convince him to drop the whole thing

and stay the hell away
from my firehouse, man.

Damn.

Finch, come on, man.

Please?

One last favor.

You're not gonna go
off the rails again, right,

like you did at academy?

That's a messed-up question.

All right, man. I'll get you in.

God, it's so frustrating.

I don't know, guys.

I just... I just know
John Doe doesn't live there.

I... I called the landlord.
I double-checked.

He hasn't rented to anybody over 40.

Sounds like age-based
discrimination to me.

That's illegal.

That's not really
important to me right now.

Well, it should be, you know.
You're no spring chicken.

You wanna test that?

OK, guys, can we focus, please?

Maybe John Doe was visiting someone.

Did you ask about that?

I did, and he asked around,

but no guests fit his description.

You know, one of the units
I cleared was vacant.

Maybe he was posting up in there.

You think that Grandpa was squatting?

Old people commit crimes too.

It was a nice building.
Somebody would've noticed.

What?

That building was renovated.

Yeah. So?

Now I know why it seemed so familiar.

I think I might be able
to find your John Doe.

What?
You're just gonna leave us hanging?

I wanna be sure first,

but I'll let you know what I find.

I got your text, obviously.

Crazy, isn't it?

Yeah.

How you can be looking right at a thing,

and it still doesn't seem real.

Well, what are we doing here?

Are you gonna convince me
to rebuild or...

I'm not gonna try to convince
you of anything, Christopher.

OK.

Fine.

But rebuilding here is
what you want, isn't it?

I don't know.

I'll tell you what I don't want.

I don't want to run out
and buy some crappy fixer-upper

and pretend like this never happened.

I know.

Me neither.

Really?

Of course. I mean, I...
I know it was a stupid idea.

I mean, one of the dumber ones
in a while, but...

I mean, this...

All I can see right now is
two years' worth of headaches

and heartache and God knows what else

and fights with the contractor
and the mortgage company, and...

OK, OK, OK.

I get it.

I'm just saying.

Oh, we could save ourselves
a giant hassle by not doing it,

I guess.

But I don't think
we can avoid the heartache

no matter what we do.

Damn it.

What?

I forgot to get those
glasses at Molly's.

I'm not doing it.

I have done a lot for you,

but this is a step a little too far.

I mean, ever since the academy,

all I get is, hey, kid,
you're related to that Vasquez?

OK, I'm sick of it.

You already screwed up
my dreams of being a cop.

I will not let you get me
fired from 51 too.

So I'm not the reason you're
against the ropes at the CFD.

The truth is, I'm the only
reason you still have the job.

Sal, look at me.

I've always looked out for you,
ever since you were a kid.

You think I'd stop
because I'm locked in a cage?

It's not a big deal.

Your commissioner and I have
a mutual friend in PD.

You told me you wanted
to be a firefighter.

I gave him a call,

cashed in on a favor he owed me.

What's his name?

He's the kind of guy with enough reach

to get you into the best
firehouse in the city.

Yeah.

Think of him as an extension of me.

And I'm just making sure
things go well for you.

Well, I don't need your help.

Look, son, I know the name Vasquez

has become a burden for you,
for our family.

And I wanna make it right.

What I'm asking you to do,
it's difficult.

I know.

But it has to be done.

I need to restore the integrity
of our family name

and help the murder victim's
family understand

why I did what I did.

Can't you help me with that,
like I helped you?

Well, it's not dignified,

but you can't argue
the turnout, huh, barkeep?

No, you cannot.

Normally, I'd be worried
about the fire marshal

shutting us down, but I'm pretty sure

that's him in the Bigfoot costume.

I wouldn't be surprised.
Half the CFD is here.

I haven't seen Vasquez yet, have you?

He's not gonna make it.

He texted me earlier,
but he did Venmo me

a pretty generous donation.

Well, that's the important thing.

Hey! Wait.

This is the costume you've been
going on about for a week?

Hell, yeah.

I'm a sensei.

What do you think?

Um, you know,

I was expecting something
a little more risqué.

Oh, well, you know what they say.

The brain is the sexiest organ.

I'm just kidding.

It's a tearaway gi.

This is my after-midnight look.

Ooh.

Oh, OK, I'm gonna be right back.

All right, Cruz.

Here is what I found.

Is this about John Doe?

When Capp mentioned squatters,

it made me remember
I got a call to that building

before it was renovated,

and there was an elderly man
whose oxygen tank had run low.

I realized he sounded a lot
like the guy you described.

Violet, this is him!
This is the guy I saw!

Daniel Grady.

- You found him.
- OK. That's what I thought.

Check the paperwork.

Coroner's report?

Daniel Grady died
of emphysema three years ago.

So there goes my theory.

God, that is so weird.

I mean, I swear he looks
exactly like the guy I saw.

Maybe it was.

Oh, what?

You think he was a ghost?

You are the only one who saw him.

Your John Doe was on oxygen.
This guy Grady had emphysema.

I... no.

Oh, please don't tell me you're
buying into this too. Ghosts?

Here's what I know.
Everyone made it out OK.

Your John Doe never showed up
at any hospitals.

So hey, if he's real,
then I'm confident he's OK,

and you can let yourself off the hook.

If he's real?

Doesn't Leanne live in apartment K?

Yeah. Why?

That's where Grady lived.

Uh, OK.

Um, I think you guys are just a little

too into the Halloween spirit.

Every firefighter has at least
one call they can't explain.

Maybe this one's yours.

We really should have
put something together.

These costumes are amazing.

We did. It just took two hours.

Time well spent.

Isaiah looked great in
his nightcrawler costume.

And I had no idea you were
so good at face painting.

- Mm.
- Huh.

Thanks, everybody. All right. All right.

I'm gonna keep it short and sweet.

I really just want to thank
you all for showing up

for the Herrmann family.

Herrmann and me, we have
been friends for a long time.

And that guy has shown up for me

and saved my ass
more times than I can count.

And I know I'm not alone.

Herrmann has been a friend
to so many people

in this department, in this city.

And if you need proof of that,

just look around at this
incredible show of support

and generosity and love.

Anyway, I know this money
won't fix everything,

but maybe it's a start, huh?

To my friend Herrmann.

To Herrmann!

- Yeah!
- Whoo!