Cap [watching Sylvie weld]: Am I the only one have a Flashdance flashback?
Otis: You're old.

Cruz: Hey, no one invented the computer until Bill Gates came along.
Otis: Bill Gates didn't... [gives up]

C'mon, let's get to the cinnamon rolls before Connie does.

Sylvie

We got a mystery odor, and for once, it's not coming from Otis.

Herrmann

As soon as you get out of touch with someone, when they feel like you've distanced yourself from their concerns, their problems, what were inches between you can grow into miles. I've been doing a little too much of that lately. Distancing myself.

Matt

I can't smell anything anymore. It's like my nostrils just gave up.

Herrmann

Mouch: Trudy and I have been turning the back bedroom into an Air B-n-B -- well, thinking about it. In preparation, I've been watching some DIY videos on plumbing. This might be a mainline problem.
Herrmann: Do it yourself plumbing? What could go wrong?

It's a total tear down. Chip and Jo-Jo would agree with me.

Otis

It is all kinds of awesome riding with you. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love me some Gabby, but...we click, like ruby slippers.

Sylvie [to Stella]

Herrmann [referring to the mysterious smell]: My guess is it's the paramedics. I mean, who knows what they keep in their bunks.
Mouch: Because they're...women?
Hermann: Maybe?
Mouch: That deserves no reply.

Stella: What are ya doing?
Kelly [by upturned table]: I'm tired of the wobble.
Stella: Well, jam paper under the legs.
Kelly: I'm not taking advice from a woman who duct tapes her mirror to the wall.

Morning room-dawgs!

Sylvie

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?