You'd be willing to put me in harm's way?
I'd assign you any task I think you're capable of.
And if I stepped out of line, you'd discipline me?
With great enthusiasm.
A character in Chicago Fire
You'd be willing to put me in harm's way?
I'd assign you any task I think you're capable of.
And if I stepped out of line, you'd discipline me?
With great enthusiasm.
You know, how you spend your time off shift, that's your business. But people in this house count on you.
You know what I can count on? Nothing. No one. So why don't you and everyone else in this house just leave me alone.
Psst, Lieutenant. How long you got?
How long I got till what?
Till Severide's marriage flames out
Otis, don't be a dick. [starts to walk away]
Ok, if you don't want in on the action.
[stops walking and turns around] All right. Just give me five bucks and six weeks.
You ready to be a dad?
Nope, not at all.
You tell your father yet?
Yeah. He cried so hard, I nearly sent the Orlando fire department over to check on him.
Folks, I think we all learned a lesson here today about why we don't freelance. Isn't that right, Gutter Ball? [looks at Otis, who is covered in smoke]
Don't talk to my guy like that.
What'd you say?
He made a great save today. That old man would be dead if not for him. And if he got a little too eager out there, it's only 'cause he was trying to prove himself to you.
I don't like your tone, Lieutenant.
I don't like yours. Otis and everyone here at 51 have already proven themselves. You ought to treat 'em with respect Chief.
[furious] I want you in my office in five minutes, Lieutenant! You too, Severide! [leaves]
[to Casey] That was really stupid of you. But thanks.
[hands Casey his t-shirt] Your shirt that you lent me to, you know, wear home. Um, I washed it.
You didn't have to do that.
Common courtesy. We agreed that what happened wasn't gonna change anything between us, that we were still just friends. And if a friend lent me a shirt, I would wash it.
Fair enough.
No special treatment, right?
[smiles] Right. Hey, um...great night, though.
[smiles] Yeah, it really was.
Hey, what do you guys know about Erik McAuley? [everyone groans in response]
[chuckles] McAuley the paramedic. He's the worst. Mr. Doom-and-Gloom.
Total bummer. Why?
Since Mills is working Squad, McAuley's gonna relieve him on ambo.
Oh, God!
No. No, he's not. [notices Boden] Chief, are you bringing McAuley in?
Yes, I'm short a medic.
No! No way. I'll go work on ambo before McAuley comes back here and brings the whole house down with his Eeyore routine.
Okay, good. Casey. You willing to give up your candidate for a few shifts till I find myself somebody permanent?
Wait, what?
Sure.
Thank you, Dawson.
[Dawson looks at Casey in dismay]
Yay! Hey, great. Help me with inventory.
[Cruz, Otis and Mouch grin at her and wave]
[glares back] Yeah, okay. Great.
[looks at the papers Casey is filing] What's..."Stilettos"? It sounds like a strip club. [Cruz and Otis turn to look] Oh, God. It is a strip club, isn't it?
Yes...I landed a construction contract expanding a club called Stilettos. Permits just came through.
[clears throat] Lieutenant. I've been meaning to ask you, do you, by any chance, need any strong backs for your side business? 'Cause I could use a little scratch.
[deadpan] You don't say.
Oh, are you looking for guys, Casey? Because I know my way around a toolbox.
[glares at them] Fine.
Where are the girls?
They're in the other room, working, which is what you're supposed to be doing. Hand me that rafter square, huh? [Otis looks at the toolbox] Sure, you know your way around a toolbox. It's the blue triangle.
Then why'd you call it a square?
[Later, a stripper Katya walks in and Otis, Cruz and Capp all look at her.]
Do you guys want something to drink? Jack asked me to take good care of you.
We're good, thanks.
You're the boss?
More like wrangler.
Well, I'm Katya.
Hi.
Jack asked if you could come by the club on Saturday around 8:00 pm.
Sure, I'll swing by.
Great. I'll see you then.
Okay.
[Otis, Cruz and Capp watch Katya walk out, much to Casey's annoyance]
[grins] This job rocks!
Saturday, which one of you two is helping me install the mirrored glass at Stilettos?
Um day date. [Cruz gives him the "seriously??" look] I'm taking Barbara to brunch, what?
Cruz?
I can't, Lieutenant.
[looks at them] You guys get born again, or what?
I'll help. So how's this work, Lieutenant? You get paid in singles, or you get checks?
Very funny.
I bet you need a hand getting those poles up, huh?
[looks at Dawson] Yeah, well Nesbitt's building a whole chain of them. And guess who's gonna be buying their lake house from doing all the work?
Eh, careful who you get in bed with, Lieutenant.
What's that mean?
Seven years in the fire department, guy suddenly quits. Just saying.
If I only wanted to work with saints, I'd be out of business pretty quick.
Your call.
[facetiously] Is it? Well ha. Thank you for letting me make my own decisions, Otis, 'cause I was gonna run everything by you.
How's it going with Patterson?
Ah. I don't know... Maybe they're right. Maybe I'm better off as a smoke eater than a boss. I'll tell you one thing, I don't miss the paperwork.
Forget that, man. It's all politics. [mutters] I'm getting sucked into this riddled BS.
[to Herrmann, about Borelli] He's got potential. The best Candidate I've seen come through here.
Uh, former Candidate here.
[At Molly's, Dawson is behind the counter while Casey and Severide are sitting at the bar.]
Can I get you a beer?
Club soda. [Dawson looks at him] Solidarity!
[grins] We'll see how long that lasts.
[teasing] Club soda, huh? What's next, dad jeans?
Will, do everything you can for the baby. If it comes down to a choice, you save my girl.
Matt, truth time, when I'm in there she's the only one I'm trying to save.
It's a funny thing about tornadoes ain't it? They just drop out of the sky like some random act you've got no control over.
A lot of things do that to us.
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