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Squad is an elite unit.

Cruz got very big shoes
to fill.

We got a change in personnel.

We gotta make sure
that the gears are meshing.

You like how he says, "we"?

No wonder Severide
hightailed it out of here.

My whole company
is falling apart

because I can't handle
one joker.

Don't second guess yourself, Cruz,

because nobody else
second guesses you.

Bamford, we lift
each other up.

So you're gonna have to try
and do it our way

while you're here.

I got a construction gig
right after shift.

Oh, I thought
you quit construction.

My brother cleaned me out,
so I need the cash.

Tomorrow is your
last chemo treatment.

Cin, you deserve to celebrate.

We're gonna do a party,
and it'll be

when we get the news
that all this is really over.

All doctors are the same.

It's not your life,
so what does it really matter?

Hey, what's going on?

While you were in the shower,
Dr. Bishop's office called.

They pushed today's appointment
to Friday.

What?

They said the
doctor was dealing

with some kind of emergency
at the hospital,

but still, four more days?

We've barely been sleeping
waiting for this appointment,

but what does Dr. Bishop care?

He is not the one waiting
to be told if the chemo worked,

or if the cancer has advanced,
or I'm just--

Hey, hey, hey, hey,

I know this is crazy-making,
all right?

But hey, we can do it.

Just gotta keep thinking
good thoughts, all right?

I honestly don't think
I can do this.

I just wanna go
burn down the hospital.

The good news is,
if you do,

I'll be first on scene.

Well, hey, hey.

All right, you're not
gonna burn anything down,

and you are gonna
continue to be the warrior

that you have been
through this whole thing.

And we, we're gonna get
to that appointment, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Are you coming to my
basketball game tomorrow?

How are you doing hockey and
basketball at the same time?

That's a lot of games.

Basketball is for school.

Hockey isn't.

You've missed so many.
Maybe you can come to this one?

We play St. Hilda's.

Their uniforms look like
Stormtrooper outfits,

all white with black edges.

It's so cool.

Our uniforms suck.

That's great.

That our uniforms suck?

- What?
- Nothing.

Just can you come
to the game this time?

I'm sorry, papito.

No, I can't.

There's so much work
to do at the firehouse

now that I'm acting lieutenant.

Okay, come on.

We gotta--we gotta
get out of here.

If I drop you off late,
your mom will kill me.

I saw you sell your Bronco
the other day.

This one
called your name instead?

Well, when you said that
Bronco was the manliest car

on the planet,
I realized I could get

top dollar for it, so why not?

Come on, why did you
let that hot car go?

Pickups are easier
when you're doing construction.

I've been taking
a lot more jobs lately,

so it just made sense.

Hmm.

Well, pickups are good
for drive-in movies too.

True fact.

So Severide is enjoying
the arson program?

He is.

I can tell
he misses being here,

but I know he's not
gonna leave early,

so it's gonna be another
month and a half.

I'm really glad I went.

My mind had started
to spin being apart,

but we had a really great time.

And he's excited
to come back to 51.

Good.

You know, the absence
of a leader like Severide

is always gonna have an effect
on the dynamic here.

So it is our job

to keep things running smoothly
in the meantime.

- Yes, sir.
- Okay.

Come on. Let's go.

- See you, Chief.
- Hey.

Thought you had
the oncologist

appointment this morning.

Yeah.

It got postponed until Friday.

I'm sorry.

I know how hard
the waiting has been.

I'll make sure Donna knows
so she can reach out to Cindy.

Yeah.

If there is anything
that I can do...

All units, structure fire,
3397 Frederick.

Hey, you okay?

All right, nice and easy.

- Oh!
- Come on.

Nice and easy.

You got it?
- Yeah.

Hey, what happened in there?

We were doing a blood drive,

and the place just
started filling with smoke.

We saw flames in the hallway.

It started somewhere
in the back of the building.

Okay. All right.

All right, Herrmann!
- Yeah.

Let's get a line
on that fire.

Hold it back.

Truck, Squad,
let's do a primary search.

Truck handles the blood drive.

Squad, you clear the rest
of the building.

- Copy.
- Let's go.

Come on.

All right, we split up.

Capp, Tony, take the left side.

Bamford, we're on the right.
Stay on my hip.

Well, I don't really
need a babysitter,

but all right, you're the boss.

Capp, Tony, basement!

Copy.

Everyone, let's clear away
from the building.

Is anyone hurt?
- Fire department!

Call out!

Fire department! Call out!

Help! Over here!

Hey!

Don't worry about the fire!

You gotta get outside.

The cooler, we need
to save the cooler.

No--

We need to save the cooler!

- Gallo, give me a hand.
- Yeah.

Mouch,
check for other victims

and then try to get
that cooler.

- Copy.
- One, two, three.

Come on. We gotta go.

Fire department!
Call out!

Fire department! Call out!

Please! Please, help!

Help me! Please help me!

I'm over here. Please help me.

- I can get to her.
- Do it!

Please help! Please!

Help, help! Here! Please!

Stay down. It's all right.

Just stay down.
You're gonna be all right.

Can you get her out
through the window?

Affirmative.
See you outside.

- Copy that.
- You're gonna stay low.

You're gonna stay next to me.
We're gonna be all right.

Squad, there's one victim,
coming out, delta side.

Copy that.

Fire department! Call out!

Let's make this arch
our position.

Copy.

All right,
let's get you some oxygen.

- Where is he?
- Hey.

He's got a job to do, but he'll
be out when he can, all right?

Medic.

Here. It's okay.

Okay.

Hey, you did it.

Nice work.

Let's go over here
and get you checked out.

Finished our sweep, Lieutenant.

No more victims
in the back room.

All right. Mouch, report.

Mouch, where are you?

Joe!

Hey, whoa.

Keep back. It's hot.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Oh, thank God.
Thank God.

- They're good?
- They are.

Thank you.

This is enough blood to save
a hundred lives or more.

Look at you, Mouch.

A hundred lives?

That's gotta be
some kind of record.

All right,
now let's get you checked out.

Okay, 51, let's wrap it up.

That was a bloodbath,
am I right?

Yeah, it was a new one on me.

Yeah, that was a good fire.

Cruz tried to sideline me
back there,

and I still
pulled off the save.

Chief, you got a sec?

What do you need, Joe?

Keith Bamford
isn't working out.

How so?

He doesn't seem
to respect me much,

and I just figured there's
gotta be somebody else

we can get
that won't give me heartburn.

If he isn't respecting
your command, write him up.

I can find a new replacement.

Write him up?

He has been detailed here
due to Severide's absence.

So if you wanna get rid of him,

you need to document cause.

I mean, I figured
I'm just acting lieutenant.

Chief, I don't wanna be
the reason the guy

gets a black mark
on his record.

Cruz,
you are leading Squad 3.

Either make it work
or send him packing.

Your call.

Thank you, Chief.

Hey, what you
got there, Mouch?

A Chicago classic,
'72 American LaFrance.

- What is that, a model?
- Sure is.

1:25 scale, level 5 build.

That's the highest level.

That's neat.
What a fun hobby.

It's not a hobby.

It's historical preservation.

You all know the Chicago
Craftsmanship Museum?

- No.
- I really haven't heard of it.

Normally when I finish
one of these bad boys,

I donate it to the museum
for the world to enjoy,

but this one,
I'm building on commission.

Deputy District Chief Clem
Girardi recognized my talents

from a '64 Mack Pumper
I built a few years back

and personally asked me
to track this one down for him.

Why?

Yeah, why didn't
he build it himself?

Isn't that the point
of these models?

It's a level 5, Brett.

And while I find a challenge
like this calming,

a real meditation,
an amateur builder

would crumble
under the pressure.

It takes patience
and a laser-like focus.

You have to go totally zen.

If any one piece is off axis
when that glue dries...

You have to reglue it?

Where's the deck gun?

Nobody move.

Come on! Where is it?

There has to be a deck gun!

It's the metaphorical
cherry on top.

Ambulance 61,
person in distress.

- Watch your step.
- 348 West Maxwell.

Hurry, please!
My husband, he's acting crazy.

I don't know what's wrong.
- Yeah, what's his name?

Andrew.

Don't.

No, stay away.

Whoa.

Hey, Andrew,
we're here to help.

What's he doing here?

Why--why'd you bring him?

No, no, no!

Make him go away.
All of you, leave.

Has he taken any drugs,
prescription, recreational?

No, he doesn't. He wouldn't.
He gets drug tested for work.

He's a county prosecutor.

How long
has he been like this?

Not long, a few minutes
before you got here.

A few hours ago,
he had a bad headache.

He was dizzy.

He started throwing up,
and then this.

Maybe it's food poisoning?

What has he eaten today?

He had oatmeal
and a grapefruit, I think.

Okay, he's calming down.

Let's take a look.
- Okay.

Hey, Andrew, we're gonna
do a quick exam, okay?

What's happening to me?

That's what
we're gonna figure out, okay?

May I have your hand?

Great.

Heart rate's elevated.

All right,
I'll get his pressure.

What's--what's happening?

Why can't he breathe?

I hear wheezing.

All right, drop 0.3 epi.
I'll get the CPAP on him.

You got it.

Andrew, you need
to try and stay calm.

Take slow, easy breaths, okay?

All right.

Okay, he's stable,
but we need to get him to Med.

Something's not right here.

These symptoms do not add up.

I'm gonna grab the stretcher.
- Yeah.

Oh. Oh.

Hey, Kidd, can I, uh,
pick your brain for a second?

Sure, just leave me
enough to work with.

Hey, you know
how you ironed out

that situation with Carver?

Is it ironed out?

I'm never quite sure.

What's up?

Is Bamford still
giving you grief?

It's tricky.

Solid firefighter.
It's just that attitude of his.

Ah.

Boden said it's up to me
whether to keep him or not.

I just wanna give it
my best effort.

I thought Carver
was a lost cause at first,

you know,
just a cocky pain in the ass.

But I dug a little deeper,
and turned out

there was a lot more going on.

I can't say
it fully corrected, though.

What, so maybe that's what
I should do with Bamford.

You know, dig a little deeper,
see what I've got?

Sounds right to me.

- Thanks, Kidd.
- Mm-hmm.

Gotcha.

Hey, man, is there
more coffee sweetener

hiding around here someplace?

You know, I'm still
finding my way

around this kitchen myself.
Maybe try that one?

Ah, score!

- Hey, Bamford?
- Yeah?

You got any plans
tomorrow night?

I don't think so. Why?

Meet me at Molly's,
join me for a beer.

Yeah, sure.

I just had a beer
with this guy.

I gotta do it again?

Is this like a thing with 51,
mandatory team spirit?

I'll tell you something,
this place is high maintenance.

Maybe a little.

Hey, Mouch,
how about this one?

It's got a deck gun
that might fit,

and there are three in stock

right now at the Target
on LaSalle.

Keep looking.

We've searched everywhere.

We've searched hobby sites
and eBay stores--

Gallo has been
on the deep web for hours.

I'm almost bought a real gun
from a guy in Slovenia.

I'm probably on some
government watchlist now.

It looks pretty close
to what's on the box.

Would you put a Volkswagen
engine in a Ferrari?

Chief Girardi.

At ease, gentlemen.

I was in the area
when I got your text

about the model coming in.

Figured I'd stop by
and see for myself.

It's still
a work in progress.

Ooh, looks like
it's really coming together.

You could finish
by end of shift, huh?

Uh, I don't know about that.

A call or two might come in.

Yeah, we're one of the
busiest houses in the city.

Uh-huh.

Well, whatever you can do
to complete it ASAP,

I would greatly appreciate.

You know, my father rode
on a rig just like this.

He doesn't have much time left.
Any day now really.

- Oh, wow, I didn't realize.
- You know what?

I didn't wanna put any
unnecessary pressure on you

to find it in time, but now
here it is taking shape.

I knew we could
count on you, McHolland.

Gentlemen.

We're--

Mm-hmm, yeah.

Ah.

I once saw a case
of pufferfish poisoning

that had similar symptoms.

Tetrodotoxin, right?

Yeah, headache,
vomiting, stomach pain,

mental impairment,
cardiac arrhythmia.

It was all there.

But I doubt he was garnishing
his oatmeal with pufferfish.

Well, maybe it's a mental

and physical breakdown
due to stress.

His wife said
he's a county prosecutor,

which is
a pretty stressful job.

Maybe.

I'd be curious to see
what the tox report says.

I couldn't help overhearing.

At my last house, we had a call
where this guy was going nuts,

acting like a real whack job.

Turns out his liver
was failing.

Yeah, that's called
end-stage liver disease, ESLD,

which is associated
with delirium due to

altered cortical
brain activity.

And abdominal pain
and nausea, which our guy had.

But his wife said
he's been in great health,

and there's been
no previous signs,

so that can't be it.

Not a bad guess, though.

I'm thinking guesses
aren't good enough

in your line of work.

Well, sometimes
it's the best we can do

until we get them to Med.

So what's your story,
Bamford?

My story?

Yeah, your background.

Like, you got any family
at home?

Two kids and an ex.

AKA, I'm broke.

Sorry to hear that.

Yeah.

How old are your kids?

10 and 12,
two girls, great kids.

I miss them like hell
when they're with the ex.

I'm a terrible person.

What are you talking about?

I came to work
to avoid Cindy.

She's so stressed out
right now,

I wasn't sure that
I could handle it.

So--but what kind
of person does that?

A loving husband who maybe
needs a little break.

Eh.

I gotta go home, right,
calm her down,

be there for her and the kids.

Whatever you want.

I got the bar, all right?

Go.
- All right.

Go.

Morning, super medic.

Hey, Reggie.
How's the elbow?

Better, thanks.

I'm carrying gallons of gin
and juice now with no problem.

Mm. It's important work.

I owe you an apology,
or at least I'm going to.

I'm having some renovations
done on the living room.

You know,
building it out a little bit.

It could get loud.

Oh, don't worry about that.

I'm barely home
during the day anyway.

Well, I'll remind you of that

when you come banging
on my door.

I'll see you then.

Hey, Reggie,
have you hired anybody yet?

Because I think I might have
a great recommendation for you.

Well, you just lost
a potential customer

and gained a one-star review
on Yelp.

Still no luck
finding the deck gun?

It's worse than that.

After calling every hobby shop
in the Midwest,

I found a place in Des Moines
that has a complete kit

for a '72 American LaFrance.

That sounds like good news.

Except the old man who runs
the place says it's in storage

and he can't get to it
right now on account

of his recent hip surgery.

Says it'll take
three or four weeks at least.

So you're going
after him on Yelp?

I'm in a desperate
situation here.

Well, I picked one up
just in case.

Yeah, it was on sale
for like eight bucks.

Anything that's
for ages three and up

isn't exactly
museum-grade quality.

You just need the deck gun.

And it really seemed like
his father could go any minute.

True, and I would rather
not have his last words be,

"That's the wrong deck gun."

I'm not giving up yet.

So he has a family,
you know, kids.

I just can't give up
on the guy.

I mean, I know how much stress

that can bring
to someone's life.

I haven't been
to a school game in weeks.

I even missed out on Otis

saying Javi's name
for the first time.

Oh.

Yeah, he called him Vi-vi.

I don't know how you juggle

everything as a lieutenant.

I don't have to deal
with the kids part yet.

You got this, Joe Cruz.

I mean, now I'm on
the same roller coaster

I was a few days ago.

And all I can think is...

If--if it's bad news...

I won't make it.

You've gotta do your best
to push those thoughts

right out of your head.

Is the appointment tomorrow?

Uh, yeah. At 9:00 a.m.

Right.

Hey, you know who's been
calling to check in regular?

Matt Casey.

Well, that's good to hear,
and I am not surprised.

I heard Cindy talking
to him again yesterday.

He can really cheer her up.

I think she's always had
a little crush on him,

to be honest.

The last two days, she, um,

she's been holding it
together pretty good.

And now it's me
that's losing it.

It's just that if...

the chemo didn't work,

there is not a lot
of other options.

You know...

Maybe it'll all be fine,

or at least a little fine.

It can just be
a little fine, right?

I mean, that's--
it's not too much to ask.

No, it isn't.

Yeah.

All right,
I'll grab the syringes

and the saline flushes.

See if you can find
a spare CPAP circuit,

but we may have to order one.
- Heads up! Coming through!

Okay, I'll call you back.
What are we looking at?

We're not really sure--
a headache,

nausea, confusion,
stomach pain,

cardiac and respiratory distress.

Trauma three right away.

Hey, Will, we had a patient
with the same

cascading symptoms
the other day.

This is our second one
this morning.

The other went to Lakeview,
and they told us they had

a couple of more just like it.

Sounds like a multiple
exposure scenario.

We'll start revving up
the tox screens.

Damn.

This is not good.

What the hell is going on?

Getting close, huh?

Just about.

One last decal
to stick into place.

And there it is.

The '72 American LaFrance.

Wow.

18 hours
of total building time,

horrible eye strain,

super glue
under all my fingernails,

and a crick in my neck
that'll last for weeks.

But it's all worth it
to hold a piece of history

in your hands.

Unfortunately,
it isn't complete

and will sully my reputation

in the fire replica community
once word gets out.

I doubt anyone will notice.
It looks amazing.

His father rode this rig.

Of course he'll notice.

And what happens
when he passes shortly?

What if Chief Girardi decides
to donate it to the museum

and then my folly is on
full display for all to see?

I'm sorry.

It's time to face the music.

Call Chief Girardi.

A dying man's wish is more
important than my bruised ego.

I found one!

An authentic miniature
American LaFrance deck gun.

Oh, thank God. Where?

I posted about the missing
piece on a Reddit forum,

and this guy from Berwyn wrote
me back and says he has one.

Really?
How much does he want for it?

Nothing. He wants to trade.

I mentioned we're firefighters,
he got really excited.

Wants to swap for something
off of our rigs.

Like what?
It's all city owned.

You can't just give it away.
- Unless...

there is something
we carry on our rigs

the CFD didn't pay for.

I'm glad they're
gonna be running

more tox screens at Med.

Hopefully that'll tell us more.

Yeah, with everything
going on out there,

you just gotta hope
it's not communicable.

Be right back.

Hey, my neighbor Reggie
is doing some construction

on his apartment,
and I told him about you.

Here's his number.

That's--that's very cool.

Thank you.
- Yeah.

Ambulance 61.

Person injured.
- Ugh, it's nonstop.

6701 Indiana.

She's this way. Follow me.

I think she's having
a panic attack or something.

I don't know, it's weird.

- Marilyn?
- You know her?

We treated her husband
the other day.

My stomach, it burns.

- We should mask up.
- Yeah.

Here, have a seat, Marilyn.

Her pupils are dilated.

Heart rate's elevated.
I'm gonna check her pressure.

Marilyn, can you tell us what
happened before you got sick?

I went home
to check on Andrew.

How's he doing?

Better.

But I had a bad headache.

I haven't been sleeping well,
worried about him.

So I took something for it,
came back to work, and--

Ow!

What is this?

It hurts so bad.

- Let's get her to Med.
- Okay.

Hey, thanks for lunch, Cruz.
You didn't have to do this.

Well, I thought it would be
a good morale booster.

You thought right, Joe.

How'd you find
the tamale guy, by the way?

I tried tracking him down
on Twitter, but no dice.

I have my sources.

Like I said, hon,
I'm ready to go.

I know, Cindy.

Yeah, I know, 9:00 a.m.

Don't worry, all right?
I'll be there.

Boy, she really got
you whipped, doesn't she?

Huh?

I'm saying,
she keeps a tight leash.

I saw how she had
you running out

of Molly's the other night.
- Hey.

It's not your fault.

The relationship between
a husband and a wife

is psychological--

one's psycho,
the other's logical.

Looks to me like you got
yourself a real psycho there.

- Whoa, hey.
- Hey, hey, hey.

Herrmann, Herrmann.
Herrmann, Herrmann, Herrmann.

Hey, ignore him.

You will never know anybody
as good as Cindy Herrmann.

Herrmann, I'm so sorry.

He's an idiot.

He better steer clear
or I'll lay him out.

Okay, I'm trying
not to freak out,

but did whatever this is
just go viral?

It'd be way more widespread.

I'm just saying, the same
exact symptoms as her husband?

It can't be a coincidence.

No, I agree,
but why now, days later?

What if it's something new,

something we don't have
in our playbook?

The next Ebola or COVID?
- I don't know.

I just keep thinking
of what Marilyn said.

They both had headaches,
which we've been assuming

is the first symptom,
but what if it's the cause?

What do you mean?

If I remember right, they
don't live too far from here.

Okay.

Hey, Andrew, wait.

We were here the other day.
We took you to the hospital.

I got a call about my wife.

She's at Med
in stable condition.

- I have to see her.
- No, I know,

but before you go,
you and your wife both

took medication for headaches
and then got very sick.

Did you take
the same medication?

Yeah, I guess.

We keep a bottle
in the kitchen.

Could you get it for me?

- Now?
- Yeah, it's important.

It could help us figure out
why this happened.

Okay, be right back.

You think it's a reaction
to the medication?

I hope that's all it is.

He is looking better.

That was
a pretty quick recovery.

Here it is.

Was there plastic on the cap
when you bought it?

Plastic?
I don't remember.

How about the seal?
Was it intact?

I think my wife opened it.
Why?

What's all this about?

I'm worried someone
might have

tampered with the medication.

That looks like--

that was from a syringe.

Yeah, I'll make sure
to tell them.

You let us know
if there's anything more

we can do on our end.

Voight says nice work.

They followed up
with the other victims,

all those who were taking
the same medication

from the same store,
and they have already

pulled it from the shelves.

They're contacting anyone
who made a recent purchase.

So that means someone
did this in the store?

Or bought a bunch of pills
and put them back on the shelf.

Either way, they're combing
through the store's

security footage
from the past week or so,

looking for a possible suspect.

How twisted
do you have to be?

Yeah,
it all sounds too familiar.

The Tylenol murders of '82.

That's what gave me the idea.

You think
there's a copycat out there?

Wouldn't be the first time.

Won't be the last.

But you two,
you saved lives today.

It was all Brett's idea.
She put two and two together.

But in '82,
it was cyanide poisoning,

which killed a bunch of people.

We had, what, eight or nine
victims that we know of?

All of them got sick, but
thankfully, none of them died.

Maybe it was
less concentrated,

used a needle
to spray whatever it was

all over the pills like that.

PD is looking into it,
having their labs analyze it.

I'm sure they'll come up
with some answers soon enough.

Thank you.

JD, this is Mouch.

Mouch, this is JD.
- Hey.

Thanks for driving
all the way in from Berwyn.

I took the Blue Line.

Oh, okay.
You brought the deck gun?

I don't mean to rush things,

but I am working
on borrowed time here.

This is authentic, injection
molded in polystyrene.

You won't find me hawking
any 3D-printed replicas.

Uh, you got what you promised?

Of course, even trade.

This is the Slamigan.

Part sledge hammer,
part Halligan bar.

It will open any door.

Signed by the inventor himself,
Joe Cruz.

Okay.

- Okay, thanks.
- Thanks.

That looks exactly
like the one

from the model kit
I bought for you.

But it's not.

So you're headed
to see the cops now?

Yeah, hopefully they'll
have some more information.

Keep me posted.

Hey, your neighbor
called me back.

I'm set to start next week.

I might have told him that
you did all the renovations

in my apartment
and are extremely talented,

so do not screw this up.

I'll do my best.

Hey, Bamford.

What's up?

Oh, look, if this is about
Molly's, I got a date tonight.

It's not about Molly's.

Look, I just wanted
to say thank you

for taking up the slack
around here

for the last couple of shifts,
but you're not a good fit.

Oh, come on.

Cruz, I'm still getting
to know the guys.

I didn't know
his wife was sick.

You don't know
anything about her,

but that didn't keep you
from running your mouth.

I was going for a laugh.

Okay, look, I will be
more careful, all right?

Hey, I got two girls, you know?

You'll find
another house, Bamford.

Seriously?

Wow.

Okay.

Didn't work out, huh?

I knew in my gut
the whole time.

I should have listened
to it earlier.

I don't think I'm cut out
for this lieutenant thing.

I was gonna say the opposite.

Watching you
figure this one out,

do your due diligence.

I've got bad news.

You've got leadership
all over you.

You did it!

Wow, what a beaut.

Look at this.

Has the red wheels, gold trim.

Even has a little deck gun.

It wouldn't be
complete without it.

I can't thank you enough.

This will make my father
so happy.

Oh.

Vera, honey, come out here.

- Is that for me?
- Uh-huh.

Now, don't run away with it.

Let me get a photo
for Grandpa first.

I, uh, I thought
this was for your pop.

Oh, it is, yeah, a photo
of his granddaughter playing

with a toy truck just like
the one he used to ride on

will mean the world to him.

- Toy?
- Bang!

Whoo!

Thanks again, McHolland.

I better get a photo quick
before the kid

destroys it, huh?

Whee! Oh!
Oh, would you look at her?

She's a wild one.

Hey, hold still
so it's not blurry.

- Bang!
- Oh, boy, really aggressive.

You're having fun, though.
I'm gonna take a video.

There he is,
putting about a dozen

or so bottles
back on the shelf.

Wow, you were right, Vi.

He took them home first.

Mm-hmm, and paid for each one
with his own credit card.

Ugh, I can't tell if he's
extremely cocky or stupid.

I brought him in--
little bit of both.

Did the lab results
come back yet?

Traces of LSD and cyanide.

Yeah, talk about a bad trip.

He probably took inspiration
from '82

but put his own spin on it.

- Mm.
- Yeah.

Injecting poison through
a tamper-proof seal,

which was invented because
of the Tylenol murders.

I guess that explains
why some people

got more sick than others.

There's no way for it
to be distributed evenly.

And mostly just the pills
on top were affected.

We're thinking he wanted
to scare people

more than anything, probably
wanted to get arrested,

make the news.
- Yeah, well, it worked.

I'm scared as hell,
and I'm gonna be

triple checking the seals
on my medication from now on.

Yeah. Thank you, Upton.

Yeah, you got it.
See you guys.

See ya.

What happened now?

Damn doctor moved

the 9:00 a.m. appointment
to 4:00 p.m.

That's seven hours away,
and I've waited long enough.

The doctor will see me now.
- Come on.

We'll got get some brunch,
all right?

Maybe we'll go for a walk.

Okay.

I know you don't care,

that I'm just
some faceless file to you,

but I have a husband
and five kids,

and I can't wait any longer
to know if I'm going

to be leaving them behind.

Now, before you changed it,
my appointment

was for 9:00 a.m.,
which is now.

And that's when
you should see me.

- Cindy Herrmann?
- That's right.

I think he's going
to get security.

Good.

Let them try
and drag me out of here.

Yeah.

I'm sorry for moving
the appointment.

I didn't realize they had
already rescheduled it.

Well, they had.

Have a seat.

Honestly...

I have to give a lot
of bad news in this job,

so I tend to save it
for the end of the day

when I get the chance
to share something wonderful.

It gives me some hope
to carry home with me.

Something--
something wonderful?

Cindy...

your scan is clean.

There's no cancer.

The chemotherapy did its job.

Now, that doesn't mean there
won't be periodic checks

for the next few years.

We'll have to be
vigilant about that.

But this is the best news
we could hope for.

I'll give you two a moment.

Oh, my girl.

My girl.