Conway: I met your girlfriend today at the lieutenant candidates meeting.
Severide: Is that so.
Conway: Took me ‘til I was 42 to make lieutenant. She’s really zooming up the ladder.
Severide: She’s a great firefighter.
Conway: If you say so. These days they promote people for all kinds of reasons that have nothing to do with skill and experience.
Severide: She has both.
Conway: Sure. I’ll tell you what. A victim that’s got to be shoulder carried down a ground ladder doesn’t care that there are enough ladies in the CFD or diversity. They just need saving. Am I right?
Severide: You might want to think about retirement, chief. You’re starting to sound a little creaky.
Conway: I get it. You go to defend your girl, but it’s funny because folks around here are saying the real reason Kidd’s moving up so fast is you.
Severide: What are you talking about?
Conway: It can’t hurt sleeping with an officer, especially one so closely connected to Commissioner Grissom. I’m just telling you what everyone else is saying. Don’t shoot the messenger.

Severide: Actually, I just ran into Chief Conway, and…
Kidd: I have to say I feel so much better after leaving that meeting. People coming up, saying really nice things. It meant a lot.
Severide: That’s, yeah, I’m glad to hear.
Kidd: I’m geared up. I’m gonna hit the books hard. I’m gonna dazzle those white shirts. I’m gonna get myself a promotion. Do Boden proud. You’ll take me through the squad later?
Severide: Uh, you don’t need my help with that. There’s all kinds of diagrams.
Kidd: Diagrams? I thought you were going to walk me through it. Listen, I’ll make it fun.
Severide: I’m sure you would, but I got a thing to do after shift.
Kidd: A thing?
Severide: Yes. Capp, walk Kidd through squad, OK.
Capp: Sure, after I get a little me time.
Severide: Now.
Kidd: No, I can wait until you have time.
Severide: Capp could use the extra training.

Casey: Care to explain, Mouch.
Mouch: I don’t know what happened. Captain, I swear it was locked.
Casey: Yeah, sure, OK. Good job.

Mouch: I don’t know what happened. Lock’s working just fine now, but on the call… I swear I locked it in. I know I did.
Herrmann: OK, what’d Casey say?
Mouch: Not a lot. Just stared at me with hate in his eyes.
Herrmann: No he didn’t. Maybe, he’s a little pissed off is my guess.
Mouch: Got every right to be. He was half an inch away from a career-ending injury or worse. I know I didn’t bump lever, and even if I did, when it’s locked in, it shouldn’t move.
Herrmann: Hey, if you say it was locked in, I believe you.
Mouch: Then why can’t I find a mechanical problem? Can you just let me?
Herrmann: OK, of course.
Mouch: I got to figure this out. What happened today, it can’t ever happen again.

Boden: Ritter, come here.
Ritter: What’s up, chief?
Boden: What is that?
Ritter: I think it’s one of those standing desks.
Boden: But why?
Ritter: Why?
Boden: Why is it here in my office?
Ritter: I don’t know, chief. I didn’t have anything to do with this.
Kylie: Why do you think?
Boden: About the, uh?
Kylie: Yeah, I found it in the utility closet. You were complaining about your back earlier, so I figured.
Boden: Uh-huh.
Kylie: And you know what they say: Sitting is the new smoking.
Boden: Right, right, OK. Well done, Kylie.

Casey: I’m really sorry about the way things went down the other night.
Brett: No, don’t be. Like I said, this is on me.
Casey: It was on both of us, and I want you to know I don’t regret it.
Brett: OK.
Casey: It sounds like you do.
Brett: Matt.

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Brett: I have to ask you a question first.
Casey: What?
Brett: The reason I’ve been so scared of this happening. The thing I need to know. If Gabby came back to Chicago, right now, tonight, and asked you to leave with her, would you go?
Casey: I haven’t talked to her in a long time.
Brett: That’s not the question, Matt.
Casey: I don’t know.
Brett: Thank you for being honest. I guess that I knew you were still in love with Gabby all along, and so this, this is on me.
Casey: It’s more complicated than that.
Brett: No, it’s… it’s really not.

Casey: You rush out of Molly’s, then you avoid me all shift. Talk to me, Sylvie. Did I do something wrong?
Brett: No, I was avoiding you. So I wouldn’t end up doing this.

Cruz: You don’t have to be perfect, Mack. No one expects that except you. It’s OK to be scared and screw up. Both of those things are going to happen a lot on this job. You just learn to manage, move on.
Mackey: I will try like hell. That much I can promise.
Cruz: And I will promise not to worry as much.
Mackey: If there is a cute boy that I happen to want to socialize with…
Cruz: No, no way. Never gonna happen.
Mackey: We’ll see about that.

Mackey: Leslie Shay. I like the name. Did she ride on 61?
Severide: Yeah, Shay rode on 61. She was part of the DNA of this firehouse. She was our friend. So much new blood at 51 these days, pretty soon the people who never knew Shay are going to outnumber those of us who did. They should know whose shadow they’re walking in.

Hey, just so you know, Mackey is gonna be all right no matter where she ends up. ‘Cause she has you looking out for her like I had Mouch. It makes all the difference when you’re just getting on your feet.

Ritter

Cruz: But?
Mackey: But, I don’t know. I don’t know if 51’s the place for me.
Cruz: OK.
Mackey: It’s not just because of the crash. I mean, yeah, the crash was crazy, but I’m guessing that doesn’t happen every day.
Cruz: Not every day.
Mackey: I thought I wanted to be at a busier house. The reality is maybe I’m just not cut out for it. The way Brett acted at the scene, my head is spinning, crawling out of that rig, and she’s racing over to save the psycho who ran us off the road.
Cruz: She’s been doing this a while.
Mackey: Yeah, but some people are mad for that kind of heat. Maybe, I’m just not one of them.

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?