Grainger: You warned me this could happen. I can't get upset about that. You left out that the friend you’re helping is Casey.
Brett: Oh, I… it’s really just a privacy thing. He hasn’t told a lot of people. I feel terrible about ruining another plan. Can we reschedule? Anytime.
Grainger: I don’t think that’s such a good idea.
Brett: Why not?
Grainger: Because I think you have some stuff you need to figure out, Sylvie.

Kidd: Commissioner, respectfully, you and I both had to fight to get our foot in the CFD’s door. And we continue to fight our way up the ladder to prove that we belong. This young man isn't perfect. He stole a car when he was 17. But he served his time, and he put his life on the line fighting wildfires for 80 cents an hour and some time knocked off his sentence. We met him on a call where he helped save the life of a woman when he could have run out the door. He has CFD material written all over him, and he can't even apply. We just want give him a fair shot.
Hill: I appreciate your passion, truly, I do, but the CFD is an elite group of men and women. We’re exclusionary on purpose. Some people can't be firefighters no matter how bad they want it.

Brett: I’m coming with you to hear the results.
Casey: Sylvie…
Brett: No, I know firefighting is your whole life, and you’re scared as hell, but so am I. We can be scared together.
Casey: You have your own life to deal with. I was being selfish.
Brett: Matt Casey, don’t argue with me. You just call me when you hear or else.

Gallo: Actually we don’t need Mike Thompson.
Mouch: You don’t?
Ritter: We found someone better.
Mouch: Better than ‘The Bullet’?
Ritter: Yeah.
Mouch: What does this mean?
Gallo: It means you Mouch.
Mouch: Me?
Ritter: Yeah, I want our group to get a little taste of everything I’ve learned from you. From the things you said to me when I was locked up on that stairwell to the skills I learned watching you on every call.
Gallo: And how you kicked epic ass on that party storefront.
Ritter: You’re the guy we want to hear from.

Casey: I was thinking it’d be better if I get the results alone.
Brett: Oh OK. Why?
Casey: I’ve been making too big a deal out of this. Honestly, no matter what the results are, I’ll be fine. You tagging along on every visit, it’s silly.

Capp: I have never seen him like this.
Gallo: I know. Cruz got him really worked up.
Cruz: Uh, what’s your note say, chief?
Boden: I tried the polite way. Now I’m gonna use some colorful language. Let this thief know in no uncertain terms he cannot park here again.
Cruz: Are you sure?
Boden: Notify me if he shows himself.
Capp: That genie is not going back in the bottle.

Casey: No wonder Boden was willing to jump into action. This paperwork is mind-numbing.
Brett: You’ll be back out there soon.
Casey: Maybe. The doctor says 24 to 48 hours before they call me with the results. We should assume 72, right?
Brett: Whenever it is, you let me know ASAP. That’s the deal. OK, so how terrible was the playlist. You can be honest.
Casey: It was great. It was definitely a distraction. It was horrible.

Casey: That’s on me. I made sure you didn’t pick up on it.
Severide: Why? You can tell me anything. You better know that by now.
Casey: Yeah, I do. I grew up in a family full of secrets. I guess it’s become a fallback for me, shutting people out when things get too rough. I’m working on it.
Severide: Good. You shouldn’t be going through something like this alone.
Casey: Actually, Sylvie found out, and she’s been by my side every step of the way. She’ll be at MRI tomorrow.
Severide: I’m glad to hear it.

Cruz: Boden put a note on that truck.
Gallo: Like Capp said. Did he blast them?
Cruz: No, it was completely Boden. Very polite, very chill.
Ritter: We should get to shift early and mark chief’s spot.
Gallo: Who’s we?
Ritter: Us.
Cruz: Who are you?
Ritter: I’m the planner.

Herrmann: Nice, you ever think of applying with the CFD.
Mason: No.
Herrmann: You can tell me to mind my own business, and I’ll hit the road, but I have been doing this long enough to recognize raw talent. What happened? You got hurt? Whatever it was, you’re still young enough. You can always apply with the CFD.
Mason: No, I can’t.
Herrmann: Why not?
Mason: Because I was a firefighter in prison. The CFD won’t hire felons.

Casey: I’d have to quit the CFD, obviously.
Brett: Hey, Matt, slow down. He said it was possible, not that it was certain, right?
Casey: Right.
Brett: So we don’t know anything yet. We’ll get the MRI and go from there. It’s going to be OK. No matter what we’ll figure it out.

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Herrmann: Nice, you ever think of applying with the CFD.
Mason: No.
Herrmann: You can tell me to mind my own business, and I’ll hit the road, but I have been doing this long enough to recognize raw talent. What happened? You got hurt? Whatever it was, you’re still young enough. You can always apply with the CFD.
Mason: No, I can’t.
Herrmann: Why not?
Mason: Because I was a firefighter in prison. The CFD won’t hire felons.

Casey: I’d have to quit the CFD, obviously.
Brett: Hey, Matt, slow down. He said it was possible, not that it was certain, right?
Casey: Right.
Brett: So we don’t know anything yet. We’ll get the MRI and go from there. It’s going to be OK. No matter what we’ll figure it out.