On a chair in the common room, Herrmann is laughing at something on the television as Mouch is on the couch asleep.
Mouch: "What the hell just happened?" he asks, jerking awake as static appears on the screen.
Herrmann: "Ah, damn thing's fried."
Mills: "Two hours left in the shift and no calls yet. That happen very often?" he asks, as Herrmann and Mouch share a look before turning towards him.
Herrmann: "He did not just say that."
PA: "Accident, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61."
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Matt: "Mills. Pitcher's got a no-hitter going in the eighth inning. Do you go up to him and say, 'looks like you got a no-hitter going'?" he questions as Cruz drives them to the accident site.
Mills: "No, but..."
Matt: "Don't do it at the damn firehouse either."
Mills: "Yeah, I got it."
Otis: "Saw Kenna in the bunk room." he informs Matt, causing the lieutenant to sigh.
Matt: "And Mills, no matter what, do not eat anything Kenna cooks."
Otis: "It's poison."
Mills: "Wait, what?" he asks with wide eyes.
Cruz: "Ever notice how she's the only one in the house that never cooks?"
Mills: "Yeah."
Otis: "That's cause anything she makes might as well have been poisoned."
Mouch: "Girl can't cook to save her life." he adds in, as Herrmann nods in agreement.
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Matt: "Stabilize the van!" he instructs while going over towards an officer, who's trying to open the door of the other car.
Officer: "It's jammed."
Herrmann: "Anybody got ejected? Vargas, see if we got a pulse over there!" he says while the rest of them go over to the van.
Vargas: "Got one here!"
Justin: "I'm okay. I'm all right." he mumbles, after they got the car door open.
Matt: "Ugh! Field test this idiot. Open containers right there."
Officer: "I'll take care of it."
Herrmann: "She's going! She's going!" he calls out, causing Matt to rush over, as squad arrives on scene and runs towards the tipping vehicle.
Kelly: "Stabilizers!"
Matt: "Cribbing!"
Gabby: "Let's go." she tells Kenna and Shay as they roll up.
Kelly: "Give us ten more seconds, boys."
Herrmann: "You got eight."
Kelly: "Hey, sir, just sit tight there for me, all right? Don't try and unbuckle yourself."
Greg: "Is he all right? My son? He's not saying anything." he says as Kenna goes over towards the kid and checks for a pulse.
Kenna: "Yeah, he's alive, sir."
Greg: "Oh, thank God."
Shay: "We're gonna need a second ambo."
Matt: "Two more! Driver of the first car over there."
Gabby: "Hey, Ken, go over there. Check on the other driver."
Kenna: "On it." she tells Gabby, before heading towards the other car.
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