All language subtitles for Chicago.Fire.S08E19.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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- Just having
contractions again.

- Sounds like
you're gonna have a baby.

- Oh, you'll--
you'll call Scott?

- Yes.

- What's wrong?
- I'm very sorry.

She died on the table, Sylvie.
- Um.

- The baby's doing well.
Would you like to see her?

[melancholy music]

- [sobs]

- I'm all over
the bachelor party,

so you can take that
off your list.

- Yeah!

A woman like her comes around
once in a lifetime.

- Sounds like you should
marry her, then.

- You know this best man thing?
You know what you're doing.

[car brakes]

- All right,
up and at 'em, cowboy.

- [groans]

- Oh, what,
did you have a long night?

'Cause I think--
I think I remember

your very smart girlfriend
suggesting

it might be a bad idea

to throw the bachelor party
the night before shift.

- Leave me alone.
- Fine.

[keys clink]

Lock the doors
when you get out.

- [exhales slowly]

[dramatic music]

- Come on Tuesday.
Right here.

[fingers snapping]
Come on.

[dog whines]
Come--

[exhales exasperatedly]

- [laughs]
Told you to try peanut butter.

- How, h-how do you guys
got that much energy?

- We should not have tried to
keep pace with them last night.

- You had three beers
and then started dozing off.

- It was four.

- Why, um, why are you
trying to turn Tuesday

into Cindy Crawford?
- I need him for the 51 Insta.

I need the perfect first post.

Look, tons of houses
have them now,

and they post everything from
fire safety tips to recipes.

They're great community
outreach, and people love

seeing the day-to-day
of a firehouse.

- You sure you don't want me
to call in a floater?

- No.
A shift is just what I need

to keep the wedding nerves
at bay.

You missed out last night.
- Ah, well.

The boss needs
to maintain a certain

plausible deniability
with these things.

- [laughs]

- It does look like everyone
was having a good time.

- [chuckles]
Oh, yeah.

Oh, but not too good.
- Mm-hmm.

Chloe was worried I'd look
puffy in the wedding photos,

so I drank a lot of water.
- Ah, smart woman.

Donna--she set ours up
right in the front entry.

First thing you see
when you walk through the door.

You'll be looking at those
photos for many, many years.

- Rest of your life.

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Hey, how was Rockford?

- Really, um, sad.

And my--my parents came
to the funeral, which was nice,

and they met Scott.

[breathes deeply]

Still doesn't feel real,
somehow.

- Yeah.
- Must sound crazy.

- No, it doesn't.

[alarm blaring]

- Truck 81, Squad 3,
Engine 51, Ambo 61.

Structure Fire,
260 South Lemay.

- What the hell?
- Hey, what's the holdup?

- Get the other door.
- The doors are chained shut.

[doors thudding]

- Chained?
[indistinct conversation]

- You two, on the truck!

- Hey, what is this?

- Hey!
- Everybody, come on, move!

- [indistinct speech]

- [grunts]

[chains rattle]

- What's going on?
- The hell are they?

- Hey!
Open these doors!

[suspenseful music]

♪

.

- Hey!

- They're messing
with our rigs!

[thumping on window]

- Go!

- Guys, back door's open!
- Back door, back door!

- Go!
[door thuds]

- Come on!

- Hey!
Get away from those rigs!

- Hurry.
They're almost here.

[chains clank and lock clicks]

- We have to respond
to an emergency!

- Hey!
Unlock him, now!

- This is a formal protest.
- What?

People need help out there.
We gotta go!

- Are you kidding me?
- What is this?

- Capp!
- Yeah?

- Get me the bolt cutters!
- Got it.

- Hey, what are you doing
to our rigs?

- This is a formal protest
of the closing of Station 87.

- What, 87?
Eighty--

We didn't close 87.

We're picking up
the slack here!

We're pissed, too.
- Hey!

Take those chains off, now.
- We're not going anywhere.

- All right, you know what?
That's it!

Screw this.
51, moving out!

Hey, you better unlock
your friend here

before he gets ripped in half.
- Herrmann!

Do not move that engine!

[dramatic music]

Battalion 25 to Main,
we've got a situation here

and are unable to respond,
request you redirect the call.

- Copy that, Battalion 25.

- I can't--
I can't get to the damn chain.

- Hey, you're hurting me!
- Severide, stop.

♪

- Cruz, grab the whizzer saw.
- Yeah.

- You happy now?
Some other firehouse

has to take that call!
- We gotta do something

to get their attention!
They shut down our firehouse.

Now response times are
doubled in our neighborhoods.

- So you're gonna punish
some innocent victim

who needs our help?

- Chicago's ignored our
community long enough.

We're tired of being
the last priority,

so we're not going anywhere
until we get our house back.

- [sighs]

[saw revving]
- Hey, no!

Cut those chains over there.
Everyone else, inside now.

- Yeah!
- All right!

[crowd cheers and whistles]

- Whoo!
- Yeah!

- Yeah!
- [laughs]

- [indistinct yell]
Yeah!

[chains clink]

- We're doing it, man.
We're doing it!

[indistinct conversation]

- Chief, what happened
on that call?

- Garage fire, 37 responded.
It's under control.

Look, headquarters
is aware of our situation,

and CPD is sending officers
down, but until then,

no one goes on the app floor.
- What?

- Do not engage.
- I can get through that PVC--

- Leave it alone, Severide.

It's a powder keg out there.

We can't have it
blow up in our face.

[indistinct conversation]

- What are they doing now?

- Being morons.
The same as before,

just chained up, with the
one guy recording it all.

- This is really incredible.

All this standing around
is driving me crazy,

so I'm gonna go
look through some

Girls on Fire applications.

You wanna read
some essays with me?

- Yeah, sure.
- Okay.

[cell phone buzzes]
Oh.

Hello?

[groans]

[cell phone beeps]
- Uh, spam?

- Yeah, a robocall offering

to refinance my home.
- Hmm.

- I was hoping it was Scott.

He doesn't have a lot
of family, so I've left

a few voicemails.
Wanted him to know that I'm

here if he needs anything,

help with the apartment or
someone to watch the baby.

Maybe I'm being too pushy.
- No.

That's really sweet of you.
- I'm sure he appreciates it,

even if he doesn't respond
right away.

- Hmm.

- [grunts]

[somber music]

- Come on.

- Hey, uh, got a second, Chief?

Hey, we were thinking...
- Since we have the Instagram

up and running--
- I already don't like this.

- These protesters wanna know
they're being heard, so maybe

we put out a statement,
let them know that 51

is behind the community.
- Absolutely not.

- We thought that
if their issue just got

a little more attention--

The last thing this thing
needs is more attention.

Phones stay in pockets
until the end of shift.

- Mm-mm.

[sawblade whirring]

- That's pretty good,
we barely made it through.

- What is this?

- Trying to figure out how
to safely remove the PVC pipe.

I just want to be ready,
in case CPD needs the assist.

- Yeah, we figure
if we can score it,

get most of the way through,
I can just wedge my Slamigan

in there,
crack it like an egg.

- Okay, keep working on it.
But only get involved

if the police request it.
CPD should be here any minute.

Casey, Herrmann.

[sawblade whirring]

- Look, police aren't
gonna fix this, Chief.

You want us to leave,
all you gotta do

is reopen our firehouse.

- It's just the two of you?

- They said
half a dozen protesters.

There's plenty of room
in those back seats.

- Well, they're not
gonna go willingly.

- Oh, don't be so sure, Chief.
These small-time activists sort

themselves out
when you flash a badge.

- Have at it, then.
That's your ringleader.

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Okay, sir, here's what
we're looking at.

Trespassing, disorderly
conduct, multiple counts

of obstructing a firefighter.
Figure bail ought to be in

the neighborhood of 25 grand.
- Like I told the firefighters,

we're not moving.
- All right, then.

The hard way it is.
Can you guys get these chains

off him without hurting
him too bad?

- We have an idea.
I'll get Severide.

- Yeah.

- What do we want?
crowd: Justice!

- When do we want it?
crowd: Now!

- What do we want?
crowd: Justice!

- When do we want it?
crowd: Now!

- What do we want?
crowd: Justice!

- When do we want it?
crowd: Now!

- Hey Lewis, we saw
your Tweets.

Thought you could use
some more bodies.

- Yes, sir.
We sure could.

- Hey, folks, I need you
to move back to the sidewalk--

- Whoa, don't touch me.
- Hey!

- Have they used force?

Protesters have rights,
you know.

- That's right.
- They've threatened arrest.

- Arrest?
What are you gonna do,

arrest all of us?
- Spicer to Main, roll

more cars to Firehouse 51.
Advise the sector sergeant

we've got
an on-view disturbance

with active protesters.
- Come on, everybody!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on.
- Hey, hey, hey.

Stop right there.

I've got enough trouble
in my firehouse right now.

- Your firehouse?
No, man.

This is our firehouse now.
- That's right.

That's right!
This is our house now!

[crowd clamoring]

[tense music]

.

[indistinct conversations]

- Hey, make yourselves
at home, people.

We could be here for a while.

- Hey, no, don't even
think about it.

[soft dramatic music]

- You can put your coat
back on.

You're not staying.

- What is going on?

- This is not happening.
- [scoffs]

- You gotta take
this circus outside, pal.

- No can do.
- This is an active firehouse.

- And this is
a show of solidarity.

We're here in support of those
brave people out there.

And we're not leaving till the
CFD gives them what they want.

crowd: Yes!

- You need to walk out of here
right now or I'm gonna

carry you out.
- What, you threatening me?

We're not hurting anybody,
we're not breaking anything.

This is a peaceful protest.

- Man, get that out of my face.
[crowd murmurs in surprise]

- Severide!
- Kelly!

- Casey, Herrmann.
My office, now.

♪

- We've got
a bunch more vests on the way.

All right, we're gonna set up a
line at the front access point,

and no one else
is gonna get in here.

- What, are you gonna
drag these pinheads

out of our common room?
- Headquarters wants

minimal police involvement,
and I agree.

There was a similar
demonstration last year

in Detroit that got violent.
People got hurt.

Department got a mountain
of bad press.

- What are we supposed to do,
wait for them to get bored?

- There are people from
headquarters coming to talk

to those protesters.

Keyword until then--
de-escalation.

Leave no room
for confrontation.

Is that understood?

- Backup is here.

- Let's go.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[indistinct crowd
conversations]

This is
minimal police involvement?

- They outnumbered us.

It calls
for a proportional response.

- This is embarrassing.
- It's infuriating.

- Herrmann.
- Yeah?

- Shut it down.
- You got it, Chief.

[shutters creaking]

You kicked up
quite a fuss, friend.

I hope you're pleased
with yourself.

- I'm doing this
for my children.

You got kids?
- Only five.

- So you know, then.

You'll do anything
to keep them safe.

I have four.

If something happens to one of
mine, an ambulance has to come

an extra mile or two
to get there.

Would you accept that?

- You're standing up for
something, taking action.

I can respect that.

I've done it myself
a few times.

But...

The people in this house--
they run into burning buildings

every day for this community.

We don't want to see
a station closed, either.

You think that this is the
best way to get what you want?

- [stammers]
First, we tried calling

the CFD's main line.
- Uh-huh.

- We must've left 80 messages.
- Mm.

- Not one of us
got a call back.

So we showed up in person.
- Hmm.

- Got turned away.
Then we went to the papers.

They said our story was too,
uh, what's the word, uh--

bureaucratic.
Not sexy enough.

You know, it's easy
to disagree with the method

when the problem isn't yours.

So let me ask you.
- Mm-hmm.

- When you took action,
how'd you get them to hear you?

- I lit a sofa on fire.

[dramatic music]

Yeah.

- This isn't perfect,
but sometimes you gotta

light things up.

And if it means
keeping my family

and my neighborhood safe,

I'm willing to burn
a few couches.

♪

- Chief!
Chief.

Wh--just--I--I thought
you might wanna see this.

Okay.

- You need to walk out of here
right now or I'm gonna

carry you out.
- What, you threatening me?

We're not hurting anybody.
We're not breaking anything.

This is a peaceful protest.

- [sighs]

- Man, get that
out of my face.

[crowd murmurs in surprise]

- [groans]
This is out in the world?

- Couple people
shared it with me.

It's already starting
to circulate.

Look, if this is the kind
of stuff that the protesters

are putting out there,
then maybe we should

show them our side.

- I thought headquarters
was gonna send Huffhines,

or someone else from PR.
But they sent Chief Carver.

- [grunts in frustration]
This just gets worse and worse.

- Yeah.

- As I have said, the official
statement of the CFD is--

- To hell with your statement!
We want action!

- If you would shut up
and listen--

- Did he tell me "to shut up?"
- I'm telling you.

The decision to close House
87 was not made by the CFD.

- Right, but you
went along with it.

- Well, why don't we
let the man talk?

- This is a budgeting decision
at the highest levels.

Your beef is with City Hall.
- Oh, yeah.

- You should take
your complaints to them.

- Passing the buck.
- Right.

- That's right!
- With all due respect, Chief--

- You're not getting
rid of us this easy.

This is where we gonna
make our stand.

We're not going to City Hall.
City Hall's coming to us!

[crowd agrees loudly]

- I'm not debating anymore.
We need this firehouse

back in service.
Do what you have to do.

- I'll call my lieutenant, get
a couple tac teams down here

in riot gear.
- Riot gear?

- Chief, can we just
take a minute?

- I'm not the one who let
these thugs in here, Boden,

but I'll sure as hell
get them out.

- Can I try one thing first?

The house that got closed--
that was the 12th ward, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- I know their alderman.

I worked with him.
If you give me half an hour,

maybe I can get him down here.
He made the call to close

the house, so he's the only one
who can make this right.

- You got 15 minutes
before I bring in force.

- Get moving before this
whole thing goes to hell.

[crowd muttering]

- Where's he going?

- You got your phones on you?
- Uh, don't worry, Chief,

we didn't post anything.
- No, no, actually--

If you think that
we can use social media

to defuse this situation,
I'm willing to give it a shot.

- W-we'll be really careful.

- Nothing that makes us
look bad.

- No, that's what
they're doing.

We should show
there are no sides to this,

that basically, we all want
the same thing.

- You got it.
- Okay.

Dismissed.
Get out of here.

[water running]

- [sighs deeply]

- You all right?
- Torn.

- I know what you mean.
It's one thing to read

about these things and fire off
a know-it-all screed

in the comments section
of some website,

but it's different
when it's on your doorstep.

- Some of them are here
for a cause they believe in.

- Problem is, the ones who just
get off on making trouble--

they're the loudest.
- Isn't that always the way?

- I'm happy for Kidd.

All these Girls on Fire
applications

coming in.
And it's a distraction

from that insanity out there.

You thought about
maybe taking a furlough,

s-some down time,
take care of yourself?

- I don't know.
I'm--I'm not sure being alone

is the best thing
for me right now.

- You're not alone, girl.

No matter where you go.

- Is one of you Sylvie Brett?
- That's me.

- There's a guy out front
who says he's not

part of the protest.
He keeps yelling

about how he has to talk
to you.

- Hmm.

[quiet dramatic music]

♪

[indistinct conversations]

- Scott!
- Sylvie!

You see?
That's her, I told you.

- Please, let him through.
- I'm not supposed to let

anybody through.
- Let him through!

- Sir!
- Hey, talk to us!

- Is--is something wrong?
Is the baby okay?

- She's doing well.

Uh, the hospital's releasing
her in three days.

- Well, what's going on, Scott?

- As soon as they told me
she was ready to go home,

I--I knew...

I can't--I can't take care
of that little girl.

I need you to take her.

.

- You've been through so much.
I understand how overwhelmed

you must be--
- I can't do it.

I--I never wanted a child.
It was a shock for both of us.

This--this wasn't how
it was supposed to be.

- No, it wasn't,
but that doesn't mean

you can't handle it.
- You don't know me.

I can't raise
a child on my own.

I don't want to.
The last few weeks,

Julie was always talking
about how much

you and she were alike.
That means you'll know how

to take care of this baby,
how to love her

the way Julie would have,
the way she deserves.

- Scott, that baby
is your daughter.

- I can't do it.
And if you won't,

the only other option
is to give her up.

[dramatic music]

♪

- I need to see Alderman Rivas
on urgent CFD business.

Matt Casey.

- Hi, Alderman Rivas.

There's a fireman
here to see you.

Matt Casey.

Okay, I'll let him know.

Uh, the alderman is gonna be
tied up for some time.

If you wanna leave a message,
I can--

[door thuds]

- Matt Casey.
What's on fire this time?

- Your whole ward.

Do you know what's happening
at my house right now?

Why did you shut down
Firehouse 87?

- I didn't shut anything down.
That was a mutual decision

between the mayor's office
and the 12th ward.

- And what did you get
out of the deal?

- You know, that's not fair.
You know I'm trying

to accomplish a lot
of things here,

and we had to find
the money somewhere.

I've got a retail development
underway, green initiatives--

- Daniel, I need you
to talk to these people.

- That sounds like an issue
between the protesters

and the CFD.
- Alderman.

We did good work together
back in the day.

I know you're
an honest public servant.

I also know
you're allergic to bad press,

which is exactly
what you're gonna get

if I start talking
to reporters.

[tense music]

♪

- Hey.
- Oh, hey.

- Hey, yeah.

Okay if we ask you
some questions?

- We're interested
in your perspective.

- Have at it, boys.
I got plenty to say.

- Okay.
Okay, first question.

How has the closure
of Firehouse 87

affected you personally?
- So because I'm not

from that neighborhood,
I'm not allowed

to speak out on the issues?

- No, that--that's not--
we--we didn't know you

weren't from that neighborhood.
- I'm here fighting on behalf

of the downtrodden
and the disenfranchised.

You should try that sometime.

- Well, we do try
to help people.

That's kind of our whole thing
as firefighters--

- Right.
Like you're not in it

for the union paycheck.

All that dough just to sit
around and watch TV all day.

- Well, a-actually, I-I'm here
because I was inspired

by my uncle,
who was a lieutenant--

- Nepotism.
What a shock.

That's why I got turned down
by the fire academy.

I didn't have a daddy
or an uncle in the CFD.

- No, see, that doesn't
make any sense--

it's a blind lottery, actually,
so it wouldn't matter if you--

That could've gone better.

[locker clangs]

- [grunts]

- Hey, you okay?

Wedding jitters?

- I just looked out
on the apron,

and there's this idiot
behind the barricades

climbing all over
Otis's memorial

like he's trying
to get a better view.

- That's not right.
You say anything?

- [scoffs]
Following Boden's orders.

"Don't engage."

[soft dramatic music]

- [breathes deeply]
It's for the best.

Otis would not want you
raising hell on his account.

- Actually, I think he would.
- I know.

I just--I was--I was
trying to make you feel better.

- [scoffs]

♪

[sighs deeply]

I just thought he'd be here,
you know?

Standing behind me
up on that altar tomorrow.

[sighs]

[sniffles]

- He will be.

♪

[indistinct crowd talking]

- There he is.
- That was a long 15 minutes.

You find your alderman friend?
- Yeah.

He agreed to come speak
with the protesters.

- It's good news.
- Where is he?

- Said he had a couple
phone calls to make first,

but he'll be here.

- Sorry, I--I just needed
to be somewhere quiet.

[exhales]
Scott came by.

He wants me to take the baby.

- What?
- I mean, I--I know

that I offered to help,
but I didn't expect--

I mean, that's crazy.
I--I can't take care of a baby

right now.
And there's no way that

that's what he actually wants,
you know?

He's just panicking, right?

- That would be my guess,
but I don't really know him.

- [laughs softly]
Neither do I.

I mean, I--I barely knew Julie.

[sobbing and crying]

Except that I did.
I mean, I knew her as well

as I've ever known anyone,

and I miss her already so much.

[plaintive music]

♪

I was supposed
to have more time.

- I'm sorry, Sylvie.

- I don't--
I don't know what to do.

- Hey.

Whatever you decide, I'm here.

Okay?

[door opens]

- Captain, um--
the alderman's here.

♪

- [breathes deeply]

- Hi.

- First off, engaging with
citizens like you is what makes

local government so exciting,
so I want to thank you

for your passion on this issue.

- Tell us,
what are you gonna do about it?

- Tell us.
- Please, please understand.

I was told that the closure of

87 would have no delay
on emergency response times.

- But it has.
- And all those firefighters

have transitioned to other
houses, so there's been

no loss of jobs.
- You're dodging the question.

- Rest assured, the decision
to close the house

was well-researched,
and we did everything--

- Just give them
their firehouse back.

crowd: Yeah!
- Just give it back!

- Okay, come on, let--
let the alderman talk.

- Of course, we cannot accept
slow response times.

I will commission a study
to see how we might improve

the situation--
- You can improve it

by reopening the firehouse!
- If we had

an unlimited budget,
we would reopen the house.

But there are other programs
vying for those same funds.

- Yeah, like--
like your retail developments?

[groans]

- Hey, hey, you okay?

- We're scared for
our families, our kids!

- Brett, Foster, get in there!
- [grunts]

- Whoa, hey.
- Watch out.

- Back up, get back.
- Give us some space.

.

- Heart rate's elevated.

- I think his arm's
swelling up inside this pipe.

- That thing's been
in there for hours.

He's developing crush syndrome.
- 51 to Main.

We need an ambulance
for a man down.

- Cruz, grab the tools.
- Copy.

- Copy that, 51.

- Hey, what happened to him?
- Don't worry about it.

- Let's get him up on three.
One, two, three.

[grunts]
Up, yup, right there.

Okay, we gotta get an IV in
before we take these off.

- On it.
Sodium bicarb?

- Yup.

Mix the amp with a liter
of saline.

- Got it.

- Gonna go jugular.
It's my only access.

Will you hold him steady?
- You got it.

[injection fizzes]

- There we go.
- Kidd.

- Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Okay.
- Good?

- Yeah.
- Go.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- All right, watch your eyes.

[sawblade whirring]

Cruz.
- Yup.

[tools clinking]

[saw running]

[pipe creaking]

[grunts]

[chain snaps and clinks]

[pipe creaks]

- [grunts]

[cutter clinks]

[chain breaks]

- T waves are spiking.

- Okay, let's get him
out of here.

- Okay.
- All right, back up.

- Hey, guys, we need
all hands on deck.

- Step back.

- Right here.
All right.

Let's get him
on the ground on three.

One, two, three.
- [grunts]

- Yeah, nice and easy.

Grab the calcium chloride.

[scissors snipping]

- Check his other arm.
- Yeah, I got it.

- Calcium chloride going in.

[fabric rips]

It's advanced
to compartment syndrome.

He's gonna lose this arm
if we don't do a fasciotomy.

- We're not trained for that.
- I am.

I-I take full responsibility.

- Okay.
Okay, great, uh--

Betadine and trauma dressings.
Okay.

- I'm gonna need some gauze.
Side pocket.

[plastic scraping]

[liquid squirting]

- Okay.

[syringe cap clicks]

Okay.
Hold his wrist.

- Yeah.

[flesh splitting]

- [groans in disgust]

- [exhales]

[grunts]

[breathing shallowly]
- Easy, easy, just breathe.

Just like that.
Nice and steady.

- He's stabilizing.
- Trauma dressing.

There you go.
Just breathe.

Deep breaths, deep breaths.

- [breathing deeply]
- Looks good.

[exhales]

[stretcher clacks]

- All right, he's got
four kids, you know.

Take good care of him, okay?

- Um, you mind if I ride along?

Gonna need to do
some paperwork on this.

- Sure.

[engine starts]

- [sighs deeply]

[siren blaring]

- Hey, whoa, whoa.
Alderman.

Where you going?
- I did what I could, Matt.

This is getting out of control.

- Okay, I want
a tight formation.

If they wanna cut these chains,

they're gonna have
to go through us.

- Look, look, man.
It's--It's over.

We gotta unchain them.
- What, you wanna give up now?

They're the reason
your friend got hurt!

crowd: Yeah.
- Now you wanna let them win?

- There has to be a better way.

- Lewis was ready to give
everything for this fight.

The time is now!
- We just lost our alderman.

- All right,
this is ridiculous.

Hey, pal!
Listen!

Do not make
a bad situation worse.

There's one person
in the hospital already, right?

- Get out of my face!
- That's it.

- Okay, come on!
- Severide!

- Hey!
- Severide!

- Hey!

[all grunting and shouting]

[chains clinking]

- Hey!
- That's enough!

- Knock it off!
- Get off me!

- [grunts]
- Hey, hey!

- All right, everyone,
back off, back off!

Everybody back off,
right now!

- Get in here!

[indistinct shouting]

- All right.
All right, all right.

Cruz?
Cruz is hurt!

- Cruz!

.

- Joe?
Can you hear me, Joe?

- [groans]

Oh, I feel like I got hit
by a fire truck.

- No, fire truck got hit
by your face.

- [grunts]
Ah, that's bright.

- Okay, let's clear a path
for ambo.

Let's get him to Med.

- Uh, Med--no, I don't
need to go to a hospital--

- Hey, hey.
- No, Cruz, Cruz.

- Ow.
- You got your bell rung, man.

You're in concussion
protocol now.

- Yeah, but I'm
getting married.

- No, easy, easy.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct conversations]

- Come on, move.

- Okay, let's get
this place cleaned up,

get these rigs
back into service.

- Hope the rest of the shift
is nothing but cats

stuck in trees.
- Amen.

♪

- How did you know I'd be here?

- Well, when you weren't
at the apartment, I figured.

- Julie should be here
to see her.

It's not right.
- No, it's not.

If you let someone else
raise that baby,

she might have
a great childhood.

I did.

But you will always wonder,
"What if?"

I know Julie did,
and so will she.

- [coos]

- I can't give that child
what she deserves.

- She deserves a father
who loves her,

the kind that show up and
pace outside her hospital bed,

worrying over her,
wanting what's best for her,

the kind who can teach her
who her mother was,

answer all those questions
I had my whole life.

How did--how did she laugh?
What movies did she love?

What made her happy?

That's what'll keep
Julie here with you

and with that little girl.

You can't let her go, Scott.
She needs you.

- Hey, Gallo?

I just got off the phone
with headquarters

and City Hall.

What exactly
did you post online?

- Ooh.
- Okay, free to go.

No hemorrhaging,
no swelling of the brain.

- Great news.

- Pays to have
a thick skull, huh?

- Okay, uh, I got an hour
to get cleaned up

and get to the church, and--
I still gotta pick up my tux.

- Uh, right here.

You're good to go.
- Thank you.

Best best man.
- You two go right ahead.

We'll be right behind you.
Come on.

- Hey, Will.
How's our patient doing?

- Oh, he's gonna be fine.

Who was the trauma surgeon
who performed the fasciotomy

out on the field?

[faint electronic beeps]

Seriously?
- Mm-hmm.

- You missed your calling.
It was nice work.

- Huh.
[laughs softly]

- So it still may be
a couple months,

but Alderman Rivas promised
to do all he can

to reopen Firehouse 87.

- That's, um...wow.
I almost can't believe it.

What--What changed his mind?

- A reminder that we all want
what's best for the community.

Ready?

- What do we want?
crowd: Justice!

- When do we want it?
crowd: Now!

- I'm trying to do right by my
family and my neighborhood.

That simple.

- We're firefighters.

We're part
of this neighborhood.

We'll put our lives on the
line for everybody in it.

- 51 to Main.

We need an ambulance
for a man down.

[gentle music]

♪

- He's got four kids.
Take care of him, okay?

- That's a message
we can all get behind.

- Well done, you two.

[quiet dramatic music]

[laughs]
- Hey.

- [chuckles]

♪

- ...Guys just wanna grab
a seat on the right here.

- Um, would you like me
to show you to your seats?

- Absolutely.
- Watch it, rookie.

Yeah, go.
Single file.

- Oh, Donna, Trudy.
[clears throat]

Allow me.
- A gentleman.

- Yeah.
Take notes, baby.

- [laughs]

[organ music playing]

♪

- [sighs]
Is it noticeable?

- It's not that bad, Joe.
- And Photoshop has gotten

pretty good these days.
- [chuckles]

- Uh, hey.

Uh, the organist is waiting
for our signal.

- [breathes deeply]

- Ready, brother?
- Hell, yeah.

[exhales nervously]

[organ music playing]

♪

["Wedding March" playing]

♪

I'm so sorry.

- [mouthing words]
I love you.

- We gather today
at The Firefighter's Church.

As one of only a handful
of structures that withstood

the Great Chicago Fire of 1871,
it was a shelter for survivors,

and a light of joy
in the midst of tragedy.

I pray that your marriage
grows to be like this church,

a safe house
on your best and worst days,

a place of love and warmth...

and a best friend to call home.

[uplifting music]

[soft laughter]

♪

- I do.

- I do.

- You may now kiss the bride.

[cheers and applause]

♪

.

[ambient rock music]

♪

[wolf howls]