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We're trapped!

How's Van Meter?

He made it through
the first few hours.

He's touch and go.

The CFD wants to decommission
Engine 51 and let me go.

We're not gonna
throw in that towel yet.

Not a chance.

Isaiah has a Zoom
with the doctor

who's in charge
of Shauna's care.

- Kelly gonna make it?
- He didn't answer.

He's just so consumed
with the case.

Whoever set the fire
at the school

wanted to finish
what they started.

We also caught you on camera

after setting fire
to Cole's place.

Except that time, you put
my friend in the hospital.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- I know what you did!

You're off the case.

They wanna bench me?

I'm gonna make him pay.

What time is it?

Just after 3:00 a.m.

Damn.

Hi.

I'm looking for
the Employment Division.

Sorry, they're closed.

Ah. What time do they open?

No, they're closed.

The department's
been furloughed

because of budget cuts.

Indefinitely?

That's all I know.

There's a storage area
where we put the mail.

Do you want me
to put that in there?

No, no, this is my--

it's an appeal to keep my job.

I was told to get it in this
week if I wanted any chance.

I'm so sorry.

Thanks.

The guy didn't pick up
a single weight the entire time

I was on the treadmill.

He was just pacing
around the gym

in one of those, like,
V-neck tank tops,

staring at himself
in the mirror,

and talking on the phone
at full volume

like he was some
big-shot stockbroker.

Oh, you know there was no one
on the other end of that call.

Yes, totally.
People are the worst.

Hey, Vasquez,
is that your new car?

No, I wish. It's a rental.

I had to find something quick,

and that Charger
was all they had.

It's cool, but it's costing me
an arm and a leg,

so I gotta get car shopping
ASAP before I go broke.

Well, your new car has
some mighty big tires to fill

'cause that Skylark
was pretty badass.

Yeah, it was.

How's your dad doing anyway?

I'm sure reentry is
a little challenging.

No idea.

We don't keep in touch.

Catch you guys inside.

I really
appreciate that, Doctor.

Yes, I will be in touch soon.

Great, thank you.

Yes, bye-bye.

Hey, that was Dr. Shreves.

Shauna just emerged
from her coma last night.

- Wow, really?
- Mm-hmm.

She's oriented, aware.

She's not talking,
but she's communicating.

- That's great news.
- I know.

I mean, he said that she's
got months ahead of recovery

before she'll be independent
and can care for Isaiah.

But still, this is the news
he's been dreaming of.

- Are you gonna call him?
- I wanna tell him in person,

so I figured I'd have him stop
by the firehouse after school.

- Truck 81, Ambo 61.
- Okay. Good luck.

All right.
I'll keep you posted.

Yeah.

Damn, that compact got
shot halfway across town.

Check on the SUV driver.

Vasquez, you're with me.
- Copy.

Folks, clear out.
Clear out. Let us work.

Check the passenger door.

You got it.

Hey, ma'am, can you hear me?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay, hang tight.

We're gonna get you
out of here, all right?

Hey, passenger door's jammed.

All right, grab the jaws.

The airbag didn't deploy,
so we gotta disconnect

the battery before we go in.

Copy.

Look at me.

You got it?

Ready?
- Go.

There it is.
- Got it.

- Ma'am?
- Here you go.

Let's get you out of here, okay?

Okay.

C-collar?

- Yeah.
- Thank you.

All right, miss,
I'm just gonna wrap this

around your neck, okay?
It's not gonna hurt.

Vasquez!

Vasquez, hey.

Vasquez, Vasquez?

Vasquez, hey. Vasquez.

I'm okay.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey.

Take it easy.
- I'm all right.

Okay, just knocked
the wind out of me.

That's almost
300 pounds of force

straight to the dome, kid.

Hey, are you sure you're okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm okay.

How's she? Is she okay?
- She's gonna be fine.

Listen, Herrmann and I got her.

All right, will you check
him out, make sure he's okay?

Novak, you're with us.

Ballard, let's go.
- Come on, right here.

Copy, Lieutenant.

Sorry, Vasquez, you're not
getting out of this.

- Vi, I'm fine. Really.
- Okay, now look at me.

Any blurriness, double vision?
- No.

Ringing in the ears, headache?

- No.
- I got you.

All right, no obvious signs
of concussion,

but I'm keeping my eye on you.

Okay, easy.

I don't get it.

I mean, we cut the power
to that thing

before I got in the car.

Shouldn't that have
disconnected the airbag?

Yeah, it should have.

Vasquez, have the medics
take another look

at you when they get back.

I'm fine,
Lieutenant, for real.

I am not asking.

I still don't
get how the airbag

could have blown like that,

I mean, even after
we cut the juice.

It happens sometimes.

The backup capacitor
holds a charge longer

than it's supposed to, we go
to pop the door, and then boom.

Yeah, no, that makes sense
when we're messing

with the frame of the vehicle,
but, I mean--

Maybe you just nicked
the airbag wiring

with the seat belt cutter.

- Sure.
- I didn't.

I know my way around cars.

No, it's just
something different.

Okay, well, then maybe
it was just, you know,

one of those freak things, then.

Which is why we need
to be extra careful

in situations like that.

Lieutenant Kidd,
can I have a word?

Take a seat.

I was asked
to keep this under wraps,

but it's time
to lift the curtain.

Engine 51 is on a short list
of rigs being decommissioned.

What?

So what can we do?

Well, I just learned
that the mandate

didn't come from the CFD.

It came from City Hall.

And as we've
learned in the past,

the best weapon in a fight with
politicos is public opinion.

Media sources.

Yeah.

So get with your union pal.

Have him contact the press.

Let the public know that
a 30-year veteran

and his life-saving rig
are the next victims

from the budget cuts
from above.

Idea being put a face
to the pain?

Exactly.

Chief, what'll happen to your
friend in the mayor's office

if this gets out?

Don't worry about that.

All bets are off.

You eat yet?

Hey.

Got a club and a BLT.

One of them's got your name
on it.

I figured you would have
picked up a shift with Squad 4.

Nah, I got more
important things to do,

like make sure my lieutenant
doesn't starve to death.

Well, I'll eat
whatever you don't want.

Any improvement?

Oxygen levels
are better today.

That's something.

Actually, can I get
your eyes on something?

The first two photos,
those burn patterns,

they look uniform to you?

- Not really.
- That's what I thought.

This the Cole fire?

Kidd said you were
closing in on a suspect.

Yeah, I was.

They pulled me off the case.

Well, if they thought
that was gonna stop you,

they don't know you too well.

They're looking back
at the first fire,

at the school, thinking the
tech used for the timing device

is gonna give them something,
but they're wrong.

So it's about
the second fire at Cole's?

The first was premeditated.

It was thought out.

The second,
it was a crime of passion,

the kind where mistakes
are made.

Well, maybe there's something
back at the scene,

something we missed.

That was my next stop.

Then we'll take this
to go then.

What are the rules
on eating in your car?

Cruz, you don't
gotta come with.

Please, I'm the brains
of this whole operation.

You need me.

What are we waiting for?

Hey, you see? That Halligan?

It's your best pal when you
gotta open up a door that's

locked or jammed, whatever.

Cool.

Oh, hey, Stella.

Hey.

Hey, this kid is practically
a full-fledged truckie now.

Trust me,
I have got plans for him.

- Oh, yeah?
- Oh, yeah.

I hate to interrupt the lesson,

but I gotta grab him for a sec.

All right, fine,
ruin the rest of my day.

Go on.

Yeah.

So I think it's time
for a visit to Cleveland.

Here's what
I don't understand.

This guy, he lit up the back
and the front stairs, right?

He had to set fire to the back

then run all the way to
the front to set the other one.

That's generally
the idea, yeah.

Well, how long do you think
it takes to get

from the back to the front?

This building is, what?
50 feet long?

So 10, 15 seconds maybe.

Well, we know how fast
gasoline lights up.

Stairwell this small, it would
have been a fireball like that.

So how does this guy
manage to find the time

to set fire to both stairs
before getting noticed?

That's a good point, Cruz.

You don't have to
act so surprised.

Hey, check this out, Cruz.

Hmm.

Gas doesn't stain through
like that.

Nope.

That's oil.

Kerosene, maybe.

That would burn
a lot slower than gas.

My guess is he used a slurry,

maybe three parts oil,
one part gasoline.

Because the oil is
less volatile at first,

it'd give them time
to light both stairwells

and get the hell out of here
before anyone noticed.

Clever.

Which also makes me think
he's done this before.

PD wants proof.

I think that's where
we're gonna find it.

Don't tell me you're gonna
replace a vintage

Detroit muscle car
with this tin can.

Because honestly...

You might as well get a Vespa.

No, no, it's from
our MVA this morning.

I'm trying to figure out what
went wrong with this airbag.

- And?
- This thing isn't helping.

But I did figure out
where they towed the car.

If I can get close
to the airbag,

I bet you I can
figure out what happened.

The problem is, I doubt they'll
let me close to the thing

until after the accident
investigation has been done,

which, you know,
could be a while.

Is it the tow yard
on Ashland, by any chance?

Yeah, why?

Oh, we know the guy
who runs the place.

Yeah, he helped us
get a little girl's doll

after a car accident last year.

Any chance you guys would be
down to go with me after work,

see if we can talk our way in?

Yeah, I'm down. Let's go.

Oh, actually,
I have this kendo class.

It's, um, you know,
Japanese stick fighting.

Japanese stick fighting?

Yeah, I've been
trying to get in

with this instructor
for months.

But you guys,

let me know what you find out.

Terry, thanks for stopping by
on such short notice.

Of course.

I wanna talk about protocol
going forward

now that Shauna is awake.

I am taking Isaiah
to Cleveland tomorrow.

What?

Is that not okay
for some reason?

No, no, no, it's not that.

I actually have
an update for you.

About Shauna's condition?

No, no, no,
she's she's doing very well.

Good.

But through a facilitator,
she contacted a friend.

Okay, a woman Isaiah's known
as a young boy.

Shauna wants this woman--
her name is Lydia Givens--

to care for Isaiah until
she can do so herself.

What?

But we are his foster parents.

Well, Shauna just
hasn't met us yet.

So once she does,
she'll see what great care

we're taking of him.

And I've been told
she's very aware of that

and is extremely grateful.

Now, the issue is that
Ms. Givens has already

agreed to move to Cleveland
so that Isaiah

can be near his mom
as she continues to recover.

But what about Isaiah?

Isn't what he wants important?

Yes, it's very important--
to Shauna, to all of us.

Now, if you're okay with it,

I'd like to bring Lydia
over tomorrow

so Isaiah can see her

and they can have a
conversation about all of this.

Now, no decisions will
be made until then.

Okay.

Yes.

Of course.

All right.

No more gag order.

The union is free to release
the hounds on the press.

You want us
to attack the press?

No.

No, I want you to tell
every media outlet

you know what's going on.

Well, he's not wrong.

The expression "release
the hounds" does mean--

all right, the point is,

is that we can get you
all the details

that you want on the
termination threat.

And this guy,
despite the pretty mug,

is the ultimate
hard-working smoke eater.

He has been taking care
of this city for decades.

All right?
He just got his bugles to boot.

I know.

We'll do the best we can,

but I don't know if
this is gonna work.

Is it public even
listening to these firings

and layoff stories anymore?

Or has everyone just gone numb?

- Tomorrow?
- Yeah.

And I knew that things were
gonna move fast when Shauna

woke up, but not like this.

All right, let's--

let's not get crazy
over this just yet.

We don't even know if
Isaiah remembers this woman.

And if he doesn't
or doesn't wanna go with her,

I doubt that Shauna's gonna
make a push for it.

Yeah, I think that's true.

And we can promise Shauna
that we will get Isaiah

to Cleveland regularly, right?

Whenever we're not on shift?
- Of course.

Okay.

What's up?

OFI pulled the files
I asked for.

It's all the cases that have
similar MOs, ignition source.

Cruz is gonna help me
go through them.

You need help?

No, I think we're good
for now, but thanks.

And hey, Stella,
we'll figure this out.

What time does that
kendo class start anyway?

2:00.

But I have to get a couple
of hours of rest beforehand.

Otherwise, I'm gonna get
my ass kicked.

Sensei Misiorowski
does not mess around.

Hmm.

- What, why?
- Uh, nothing.

It's just, um...

I thought I was catching
some sort of vibe

when we were
talking to Vasquez.

Does it--it doesn't bother
you, right, that I'm going

to the tow yard with him?

What? No, no.

Why would that bother me?

Just, if you have feelings
for him or something?

No, I don't.

No, I mean, okay, do I think
he's nice to look at?

I am a straight female,
so yes, I do.

But no, no, it is--
it is not like that at all.

- Okay.
- Wait, why?

Do you have feelings for him?

No, no, absolutely not.

I've had enough drama
in the firehouse

for an entire lifetime.
Never again.

He probably
has a girlfriend anyway.

What the hell do we know?
- Yeah, you're totally right.

We don't know anything.

I am sorry I didn't get
that shift report done.

I will have it to you
by end of day.

That is a promise.

I just gotta get home and
handle this Isaiah situation.

Understood.

Well, hopefully by then
we'll get some kind of bite

from the press.

I mean, you heard
any rumblings, Mouch?

Not a thing.

And Ellis put out word to
all the contacts he has.

Nothing from
the mayor's office, either,

which means Annette hasn't
got wind of our efforts yet.

Fiscal quarter is over
in two days.

All those personnel decisions,
they'll be done by then.

My fate will be sealed soon
enough, one way or the other.

Okay, here's one,
a staircase fire,

combo accelerant
of gasoline and ali--

ali--aliphactate?

Aliphatic hydrocarbon?

That's paint thinner.
It's probably not our guy.

I really appreciate you
helping out here, Cruz.

Oh, don't mention it.

Chloe's always saying
I gotta read more anyway.

You know,
you can't help but wonder

how many arsons could be
prevented if these people

just had a hobby.

Pathology is usually a little
bit more complicated than that.

I mean, I'm just saying, go
fishing every once in a while,

then maybe
burning down something

won't be as important anymore.

Whoa, Kelly.
- What?

I got an unsolved
arson case here from 2005.

Same MO,

combo slurry of gasoline
and kerosene.

OFI run any leads on it?

They did.

And look who's on
the suspect list.

PD has to see this.

Kevin Moore's
done this before.

That file proves it.

You're not supposed
to be working on this.

Frankly, I shouldn't
even be talking to you.

20 years ago, he set a fire
using the exact same accelerant

as the Cole fire.

The target?
His girlfriend's house.

Right after she broke up
with him.

That's a pattern.

He retaliates
when he feels wronged.

Why wasn't he charged before?

He had an alibi,
the ex-girlfriend.

Wait a minute,
his alibi was the girlfriend

whose house just burnt down?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Well, maybe that's
a pattern as well.

'Cause I got this feeling

whenever I interviewed
Sheila Moore

about Kevin's alibi
for the Cole fire,

man, she did not seem happy.

If you're thinking
we can flip Sheila Moore,

you should know I went
at her pretty hard.

She didn't break.

Now we got an ace up
our sleeve, the ex-girlfriend.

From 20 years ago?

I'm not looking
to reopen the case.

I say we take Gina
to meet Sheila Moore.

Once the ex-wife meets
the ex-girlfriend,

I say Sheila has
a change of heart.

- Thanks again for doing this.
- Yeah.

Not sure that guy would
have let me in on my own.

Oh, yeah,
Gomes was born surly.

So what's your plan, exactly?

Well, I'm gonna start
with the passenger side

airbag first, see if that can
give us any insight

into what might have caused
the faulty deployment.

Uh-huh.

Hey, can you
give me a hand, actually?

Yeah, sure.
Where do you want me?

Driver's side.

All right.

All right.

Okay, if you can just hold
this while I undo the screws,

that'd be great.
- Yeah, yeah.

- Oh.
- Okay.

Maybe use
both hands, actually.

Mm-hmm, will do, Vasquez.

Okay.

Sorry, just two more
screws, I promise.

That's fine.

- Okay.
- Okay.

You can just set
that down anywhere.

Yeah, you got it.

Did your dad
teach you about cars?

Not exactly.

I mean, my dad's
a huge gearhead,

but, you know, the garage
was always his space.

I guess it did rub off
on me anyway.

Yeah, I can tell.

Okay.

Where is this thing?

Got it.

All right.

- Okay, this is weird.
- What?

This is supposed to be
neoprene coated nylon,

but this is...

I mean, I wouldn't buy
a backpack made out of

whatever material this is.

Yeah, the stitching's
all jagged too.

Yeah.

This airbag is a counterfeit.

Shady repair shops,
they sometimes

install these cheap knockoffs,
you know,

figuring nobody will know
the difference.

Until someone
gets in an accident.

Exactly.

These things can actually cause

more damage
than the actual crash.

I read an article about
a counterfeit airbag

blasting shrapnel on a driver,
killed him instantly.

Damn.

Yeah.

We need to figure out
where these came from.

Okay, I don't know
about you, but whenever

I get work done on my car,
all the receipts

end up in the same place.

How much you wanna bet the name
of that shady body shop

is in one of these?

I'm glad you liked her
when you were little.

That's good.

Yeah, but it's been
a long time.

I don't know how it's gonna
feel to see her now.

You wanna wait here?

Okay, you got it.

Hi, Stella.

Hi, hi.

Lydia, it's good to meet you.

Same.

I know this is--

oh, my God, Izzy.

Oh, look at you, so big.

Look at this
handsome young man.

Oh, and this hair.

Do you remember falling asleep
chewing gum, Izzy,

and you woke up with it stuck
in all these curls?

Yeah, I remember.

Took us an hour
to cut it all out.

I had a bald patch.

Oh, I am so happy
to see you, Izzy.

Hey, we found
the link, Stella.

I think we've got Moore.

I'm meeting Gerard
in an hour at the 21st.

Isaiah's leaving.

What do you mean?

When?

Um, tonight.

How did this happen?

Well, as soon
as he saw Lydia,

it was like he was
eight years old.

So the bond there is deep.

I thought you told Terry
we could take Isaiah

to Cleveland every week?

Hey, this isn't on me.

Look, you weren't here.

You didn't see what I saw.

There's nothing that I could
have done to stop this.

I wasn't here
because I was working.

You're saying--you think
I should have shelved

the arson investigation?

No, I didn't say that.

I am as invested as you are
in catching this guy

because you could have died
in that fire.

But everything that I am doing
here, I'm doing it alone.

When is she picking him up?

The plan is 6:00.

So you and Gerard,
pin him fast.

I'm just here for the peace
and quiet and the free beer.

Yeah.
Trudy kicked you out, huh?

I was driving her crazy,
refreshing the news

every few seconds to see if any
outlets picked up the story.

Nothing.

You know, it's unbelievable.

Nobody cares about us
old-timer firefighters anymore.

How did we get to that?

In China, they care
about their elders.

Maybe we should move there.

Yeah, maybe we should.

Do you think they respect
their elders in the Caribbean?

It's probably Trudy.

I'll make her sweat a little.

Whoa, the front page of
"The Chicago Telegraph."

City Hall turns its back
on lifelong first responder.

Wow. This is it, Mouchy.

You think it'll be enough
to save Engine 51?

I don't know,
but I'll tell you,

it is a great place to start.

Oh, you didn't tell me
he was gonna be here.

You ask me to come
down here again, fine.

But I'm not trying to get
jumped when I'm trying to help.

Oh, I wouldn't
worry about him.

I think you have
bigger things to worry about.

What's this?

That is a written statement
from your ex-wife,

Sheila Moore.
She recanted your alibi.

Said she didn't
wanna lie to us,

but that apparently
you threatened her.

Unbelievable.

Look, the divorce? It's messy.

She's pissed
she's not getting the house,

so she's trying
to get back at me.

Well, the judge
seemed to buy her story

because he signed a warrant

allowing us
to seize your phone.

Am I under arrest?

Oh, no, you're free to go.

We just thought
we'd bring you back down here,

give you a chance to confess.

Sometimes judges
can be a little more

lenient whenever people do.

Then again, he did try to
kill a decorated fire captain,

so I wouldn't count on it.
- Hmm.

I'm not saying another word
without a lawyer.

All right, bring them in.

- I said I'm done talking.
- They're not here for you.

They're here to take
a statement

from your ex-girlfriend,

Gina Kerr.

And yeah, we know
about that fire too.

And that's gonna be
bad for you

because this testimony
is gonna be

very valuable
for the state's attorney.

Come on, Mr. Moore,
let's go wait for your attorney

in the bullpen.

Gina.

Now everyone is gonna know
what you did.

All you had was a duffel and
a backpack when you got here,

and now you're a hoarder.

It's all the shoes
you made me buy.

He's turned into a real diva.

Watch out.

Well, I'm all about
the gold toilets.

We'll be fine.

Yeah, I figured Kelly
wasn't gonna make it.

But hey, I mean,

the police can't close the case
without him.

He's gonna be really sad
that he missed this,

but we're gonna visit
really soon, and like, a lot.

I mean, the Rock & Roll
Hall of Fame is in Cleveland.

How could you stay away?

You can't.

Hey, look.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Did you catch the guy?

Yeah, we did.

This guy sucks
at "NightCrawl."

But nobody knows fire
like Kelly.

Thanks for coming back.

See you soon, bud.

See you soon, Kelly.

Shauna kept writing things
down for me to tell you,

then scratching them out.

There aren't words for what you
guys did for her boy, for her.

She doesn't need to thank us.

We loved every minute of it.

I'll tell her that.

I'm glad you were here.

Yeah, me too.

I told Pascal that
I would give him my--

my shift report
by the end of the day,

so I gotta go back
to the firehouse.

Yeah, I'll--

It's right there
in black and white.

Those counterfeit airbags were
definitely installed here.

I don't understand how
this could have happened.

I mean, I sourced those airbags

from one of my
regular suppliers.

I never would have bought them
if I had any kind of suspicion.

We're not here to debate
your due diligence procedures.

We just need you to track down
every single car

that you installed those
in before one of them

kills someone.
- Yeah, of course.

I mean, I'll do what I can.

You can see, I don't exactly
have a huge operation here, so.

I'm struggling to
keep my head above water.

What does that mean?

I'm just saying, a recall's
a little complicated,

so it's not gonna happen
overnight.

But, I mean, I'll get it done.

We could just come back
with an inspector

from the Consumer
Protection Division.

Yeah, just put your
glorified little chop shop

here out of business.

And you can bet your ass
that will happen overnight.

Or you can just choose
to do the right thing

and start fixing
your mistake now.

Look, I got a cousin who
helps me out with paperwork.

I'll get her down here
tomorrow first thing,

and we'll start
making some calls.

Is that good enough?

No.

I'm gonna need the name
of your supplier

so we can contact the NHTSA
and get those airbags

off the market for good.

Oh.

Damn.

You left that guy
trembling in his boots.

I almost felt bad for him.

It's hard to predict when
the inner cop will come out.

Huh.

Hope I didn't freak you out.

No, not at all.

Maybe even the opposite.

Oh, yeah?

Uh, meet you at Molly's?

I gotta go home.

Maybe some other time.

Good night, Vi.
- Good night.

There is no way
they still let you go.

Not after this article.
- Let's hope.

Hey, Chief, you hear anything
from your pal at City Hall?

Not a word.
How's Severide doing?

The arrest give him
any kind of peace of mind?

Yeah, some.

But peace of mind for Severide
isn't gonna come

until Van Meter shows signs
of recovery.

- Yeah.
- Guys.

Mouch's job is safe.

- Oh!
- Oh!

That's great.

Why do you sound like
you're delivering a eulogy?

Being transferred
to 40 permanently,

starting next shift.

They can't do that.

Unfortunately, they can.

Decision's final.

It's either that
or forced retirement.

Damn.

I gotta warn you,
sounds to me like Firehouse 51

has a serious enemy
down at City Hall.

Goodbye.

Excuse me?

I said good night.

Don't go.