Chicago Fire · Season 1
Look at these chumps.
Are you kidding, man? Parade detail is great.
[to Mills who is behind him] Peter Mills, hold your arm up. Now keep it there for five hours. [to Cruz] That's what being the parade is.
Mills, the Shriners, they throw out candy. You clean up man.
Now listen, I know you guys are gonna give me crap for this...
Go on.
I want to start a podcast.
What the hell is that?
Well, when I record myself being equal parts charming and brilliant, and then I put it up on iTunes, and people subscribe, and they follow me.
A mute would be better at that than you.
[to Ernie, jokingly] Don't let Mills here make you do all the work. He's what we call a candidate. You know how there's all those rungs on the ladder? He's the bottom one.
[hands Cruz a cup for the drug test] Fill 'er up.
Hey, uh, does it matter if I had a ton of pancakes this morning?
It matters if they were made of crack.
[sees Otis digging the bullets out of the truck's frontmost door] Dude!
I know...it's a goat, but it's our goat.
You've got food and football. Could be worse.
This is the best-lookin' bird that we've had in years. [looks at his crew] Okay, what are we gonna name it?
Aw, jeesh.
Name it?
Yeah. Always name the bird before you eat it. Usually after an old girlfriend or boyfriend or something.
Turkey fire, guaranteed.
Uh, what happened?
Uncle Brad is what happened.
I know how to deep-fry a goddam turkey, Sharon. You put in too much grease.
You can't fry a beer can turkey!
A lot of people out there are probably wondering why we do this job. Um, and it's true. Some days are bad. We grope around in zero visibility, hoping we grab onto an arm or a leg, and we pull someone to safety. Sometimes you can search through an entire room, come up empty. And you hear about the kid you missed under the bed. I don't care who you are. I don't care how many years you've had on the job. You think to yourself, "How did I miss it? How come I didn't reach just a few feet further?" No doubt, there are days you want to pick up your helmet, and you wanna chuck it in the lake. Some days, you get to see things that no one gets to see. A wife grateful you dragged her husband to safety, a grown man dripping like a faucet 'cause you saved his son. And every once in a while, you get to see a baby take its first breath in the middle of a ten-car pileup with lights and sirens and a whole group of firemen standing around just clapping till it hurts. Those are good days. You want to know what I'm thankful for? I'm thankful because I have two families. And not too many people can say that.
Why the hell are you studying Japanese?
I..went online...once you turn fifty, your brain starts to atrophy unless you keep it in shape.
I think that train's already left the station, Mouch.
Say something in Japanese.
I just started.
[...]
I bet twenty bucks that in two weeks you won't be able to string along a sentence.
Easiest money I ever made!
[at Mouch's rambling] Mouch, could you keep your tonsils out?!
I can tell this soup really smells like socks, Otis.
Just wait till it hits your taste buds!
You want greater Chicago to know your business, make sure you tell Leslie Shay.
A friend comes over to your house to help out with something do you repay your friend with your phenomenal arroz con pollo picante, or a six pack of his favorite beer?
Hypothetically, your friend can bring his own beer. However, he can barely say...ar-rose con po pi--...let alone cook it.
So what's the deal with the Lieutenant and the guy from IAD.
Bad history. They went through the academy together and there was an incident...
What kind of incident?
The kind that ends with Griffin getting his face punched in.
Why did the Lieutenant hit him?
He was talking trash about Casey's family. [Herrmann looks at him in surprise] Um, but...see, we don't talk about that.
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