Atwater: What are you doing here?
Trudy: Voight asked me to talk to you. You gonna carry this one too? That man made his bed. It's not on you.

If you ever come near me or my son again, I will file a restraining order, and I will make sure you lose your job. I'll make sure of that.

Theresa

Atwater: I can step off the case.
Voight: No, I want you to do your job. Just find the lead. Make it right.

Somebody needs to be held accountable, Terrence. Right now, you're the best I got unless you give me a name.

Atwater

Voight: You good?
Hailey: Work in progress.

Stella: I don't get it, Vi. If someone stole the truck, what do they want with Kelly?
Violet: Well, whatever it is, if anyone can handle it, it's Severide.

Cruz: At least we know he's okay.
Kidd: Do we?

Stella: I can't believe you yanked that whole thing off.
Severide: I didn't have much of a choice!
Stella: I thought you were dead.

Cruz: Man, I'm glad he's okay. Chloe was so relieved when I told her about it, she almost forgot that she was mad at me.
Hermann: Yeah, she can't stay mad forever. Trust me.
Cruz: She wants to go to couples therapy.
Hermann: Oh boy.
Cruz: Exactly!

Hannah: Significant lesion on the lung. You think it's cancerous?
Ripley: I'm pretty sure. I tried to get him to go for treatment a few weeks ago, but it didn't go well.
Hannah: I'm surprised Lynne didn't say anything. Wait... she doesn't know?
Ripley: I tried to get him to tell her, but he kept dodging, so I backed off.
Hannah: I don't get it. He's your old friend but you can't sit him down and have an honest conversation with him?
Ripley: What am I supposed to do? He's my patient. I have to honor his desire for confidentiality.

Trauma is all about mile markers. When to resuscitate and when to go to surgery. WHen to keep stitching or pack and bail out.

Archer

Jay: I don't need a psychiatrist.
Charles: Okay.
Jay: You're only gonna tell me what I already know. That I have depression.