- Erin Lindsay: [looking through child porn] Oh my God.
- Hank Voight: What?
- [looks at picture of Erin's brother]
- Hank Voight: Oh my God. When was the last time you heard from him?
- Erin Lindsay: About 10 years ago.
- Hank Voight: How old does he look there?
- Erin Lindsay: [tearing up] Fifteen... after that he ran away to New York.
- Hank Voight: Come here. Come here.
- [hugs her]
- Hank Voight: We'll send this over to Manhattan SVU and see if they can get a hit on it.
- Joe Cruz: Hey, Tina, can you take over for a second?
- [yells at Brett]
- Joe Cruz: Uh, Miss? New girl! Can I see you over here for a moment? There you go, ladies! Make it happen! Looking good! Who sent you?
- Sylvie Brett: Nobody.
- Joe Cruz: Who knows?
- Sylvie Brett: Nobody.
- Joe Cruz: You mean to tell me that you just came to a Zumba class in Pilsen on your own?
- Sylvie Brett: I live here.
- Joe Cruz: Well, you're just gonna have to leave, right now.
- Sylvie Brett: But this is the best-rated Zumba class on Yelp.
- Joe Cruz: Well, what's it gonna take to keep you quiet about this?
- Sylvie Brett: Let me teach you to cook.
- Joe Cruz: What?
- Sylvie Brett: You have a food truck that needs a cook. I have skills I have nowhere to use.
- Joe Cruz: So-So cook for the house.
- Sylvie Brett: No, I wanna cook when I say. I do not want anyone asking me, "When's dinner ready?" Ever. But for Molly's II...
- Joe Cruz: Wait, hold on. Let me get this straight. In order to keep you from outing me, I have to allow you to cook for me?
- Sylvie Brett: Yes.
- Joe Cruz: You are... You're like... like, perfect.
- Sylvie Brett: Deal?
- Joe Cruz: Absolutely.
- Wallace Boden: Severide? Everything all right down there?
- Kelly Severide: Negative. I'm okay, Chief, but we need to seal this room off.
- Wallace Boden: Why? What'd you find?
- Kelly Severide: Make sure everybody knows nobody touches anything, and get the cops here now.
- Peter Mills: Yo.
- Rick Newhouse: Yeah.
- Peter Mills: Come here for a second.
- Rick Newhouse: All right.
- Peter Mills: Your misunderstanding struck again, man, and this time, it left a note. "I see you again, and you're dead."
- Rick Newhouse: Mills...
- Peter Mills: Yo, this is happening at the house. If Boden finds out about this, you're gone and it's...
- Rick Newhouse: I hear you, man. Come here.
- Peter Mills: What the hell is it with you and this guy, man?
- Rick Newhouse: His name is Jake Williams. Okay, he has outstanding warrants for larceny and assault in Wisconsin. Okay, if I can tail or track this guy back across state line, I can pick him up and clear $2,000.
- Peter Mills: You are messing with this felon for 2 grand? You have a daughter! Come on!
- Rick Newhouse: I have a daughter who has worked her ass off to help her team get to finals and a trip to DC that's gonna cost me $1,500. I can't let her down!
- Peter Mills: Hey, better you let her down than get yourself killed, okay? I'm telling you this face-to-face. You end this now.
- [alarm blares]
- Emergency dispatch: Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61, house fire, 871 Carver Drive.
- [first lines]
- Peter Mills: Hey, 'sup, Newhouse?
- Rick Newhouse: 'Sup?
- Peter Mills: [notices a cut on Newhouse's nose] Yo. Yo, man, what happened?
- Rick Newhouse: Ah... come on, man, it's nothing. You know, a misunderstanding.
- Peter Mills: And I thought you said you were gonna get this window fixed.
- Rick Newhouse: It broke again. What can you do? Look, I have two crates of chocolates in here that can't walk themselves inside, so help me out, man.
- Peter Mills: Hey. You would tell me if you were jammed up, right?
- Rick Newhouse: Hell, yeah. We're boys.
- Rick Newhouse: Hey, Mills.
- Peter Mills: Hey.
- Rick Newhouse: How's it going?
- Peter Mills: It's good. You?
- Rick Newhouse: Great. Hey, listen, man, I, uh, I need a favor. Can you help me out with something tomorrow?
- Peter Mills: I'm not gonna be target practice again, am I?
- Rick Newhouse: No, that was like a one-in-a-million thing. I just need you to stand by the car and wait while I go see someone.
- Peter Mills: And that's it, just stand by the car?
- Rick Newhouse: Yeah, that's all.
- Peter Mills: What the hell is going on with you, man?
- Rick Newhouse: Nothing. It's nothing, all right? It's like I told you-- it's a little minor thing I need to straighten out. So can I count on you?
- Peter Mills: Yeah, sure.
- Rick Newhouse: Thanks, buddy.