Holly: Are we gonna die?
Herrmann: No, ma’am, we are not gonna die.
Holly: But you can’t be sure.
Herrmann: I’m sure I’m sure, OK. Did you forget about my fortune cookie, OK. Today is my lucky day. You never know when it’s going to come into play.
Trevor: What’s it waiting for?
Herrmann: Uh, the right opportunity. We just haven’t needed it yet. You’ll see.

Trevor: Any of you have kids?
Herrmann: I got four sons myself and a daughter. None for this guy.
Cruz: Actually, Chloe just told me that she’s pregnant this morning.
Herrmann: What, oh man, that is great news.
Cruz: You cannot tell anyone, OK. Chloe specifically told me that no one can find out anything, OK?
Herrmann: OK. Congratulations, Joe. You, my friend, are going to make a great dad. Kids are the best thing in the whole world, even when they’re not.

Trevor: You sure know a lot about elevators.
Cruz: I know some. I learned from an expert, my buddy Otis.
Holly: I wish he was here.
Cruz: Yeah, me too.

Cruz: You’re doing the right thing, Mouch. That’s a tough act to follow.
Mouch: Oh, this isn’t done. Sun Tzu said, ‘Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.’
Herrmann: Yeah, well the wise Christopher Herrmann says, ‘You might want to shovel this mess up before your chief lays eyes on it.’

Cruz: You stole all the excitement. Squad hasn’t had a single call in the last two shifts, thus robbing me of my chance to boss Capp around.
Gallo: That is definitely an opportunity lost there.
Cruz: It definitely is. Anyway, Kidd, she told me what you did back at that construction site.
Gallo: It wasn’t a big deal.
Cruz: No, it was. Mackey, she’s special. Thank you for looking out for her.
Gallo: Of course. Hey, I know what you said about her being off limits, but I was thinking…
Cruz: No.
Gallo: What if her and I…
Cruz: No.

Kidd: What is going on?
Severide: I’m heading to Med.
Kidd: That’s not what I mean. You haven’t talked to me in days. You’re not at the apartment or on shift. You keep bailing on helping me study.
Severide: You don’t need my help.
Kidd: Fine.

Platt: You don’t dance for me like that, baby.
Mouch: All you got to do is ask.
Platt: Huh.

Brett: Still no Severide?
Kidd: You know I was worried at first; now, I’m just pissed off.
Brett: I don’t blame you. Have you said anything?
Kidd: I haven’t had the chance. He’s been MIA and right when I need his support with all this lieutenant test prep.
Brett: You’ve been killing it, though.
Kidd: Yeah, but it’s not the drills that I need his help with. It’s just knowing that he’s got my back.
Brett: Yeah.
Kidd: I thought he got past this kind of thing a long time ago – the disappearing, shutting me out. Uh, why can’t everybody be perfect like us?
Brett: We have no flaws.
Kidd: None.

Mackey: Gallo, would you ever pull a prank like that?
Gallo: Me, no. I’m pro-prank, just anti-good at them.
Mackey: Jackson, one of my kids, he could give you some lessons. That boy, he’s a mischief master.
Gallo [to Ritter]: Did she just say she has kids?

Granger: Hey, quick question. That blonde paramedic in your house, think her last name’s Brett.
Casey: What about her?
Granger: How does she feel about firefighters? I know some women don’t like dating inside the CFD. I’ll cut to the chase. Is she seeing anyone?
Casey: No, no, she’s not.

Boden: I don’t think Benny lifted a hammer in 15 years.
Severide: Sounds about right. You know it’s been two years since his funeral. I still have expect him to show up at headquarters on my case about scuffs on my shoes.
Boden: Yeah, whenever my father came home from patrol, he was always hungry and tired and made himself a snack. Now, whenever I smell burnt popcorn I think of him. Funny what things remind us. Hey, no matter the reason, I’m glad you came.
Severide: Don’t get all sappy on me.

Casey: How are we doing, Sydney?
Sydney: The ironic thing is I work at Kitten Claws.
Casey: Really?
Sydney: My stage name is Vanilla Thunder. Not really, I’m in marketing.

Chicago Fire Quotes

Kidd: I just got to keep busy. Working the bar’s good for that. Um, you know I’m gonna need some major distraction when I get home, right?
Severide: I think I can provide.
Kidd: You are so selfless.

Casey: Well, you gotta admit, he's happy.
Dawson: She's a graphic artist he met at the craps table. Her name is Brittany and she's from Florida? You know what that adds up to? Stripper!
Casey: What do you have against Florida?