- Stella Kidd: All right. Out with it. What is the deal with you and this Rutledge guy, Mouch?
- Randall McHolland: We worked together back at 55. There was a La-Z-Boy. Green leather, reclining. Everyone knew this chair was my spot. But then, one day, Rutledge starts sitting in it like he's king of the castle.
- Stella Kidd: Uh-oh.
- Randall McHolland: So I rigged up an IV bag under the cushion with the tube pointing north. Rutledge sits down, and shazam. It looks like he wet himself.
- Blake Gallo: Good one.
- Randall McHolland: Yeah. Well, things escalated from there. It only ended when I transferred to 51. But after this morning, he needs a firm reminder: you don't mess with Randall McHolland. Ever.
- Sylvie Brett: Still no Severide?
- Stella Kidd: You know, I was worried at first. Now I'm pissed off.
- Sylvie Brett: And I don't blame you. Have you said anything?
- Stella Kidd: I haven't had the chance. He's been MIA. And right when I need his support with all this lieutenant test prep.
- Sylvie Brett: Yeah, you've been killing it, though.
- Stella Kidd: Yeah, but it's not the drills that I need his help with. It's just knowing that he's got my back. I thought he got past this kind of thing a long time ago. The disappearing, shutting me out. Oh, why can't everybody be perfect like us?
- Christopher Herrmann: [upon seeing a sign with Mouch dressed as an elf saying there are free donuts at 51] That is pretty good.
- Sylvie Brett: Oh, come on, you can do way better than this, Mouch. You gotta hit him back. Hit him back hard.
- Blake Gallo: She's right.
- Trudy Platt: [walks up and sees the sign] You don't dance for me like that, baby.
- Randall McHolland: [through gritted teeth] All you gotta do is ask.
- Trudy Platt: Huh.
- Wallace Boden: You know, your father couldn't stand Red X Duty. Whenever he got the nod, the deputy chief who assigned him would find a bottle of whiskey on his desk. I don't think Benny lifted a hammer in 15 years.
- Kelly Severide: That sounds about right. You know it's been two years since his funeral? I still half-expect him to show up at Headquarters, get on my case about scuffs on my shoes.
- Wallace Boden: Yeah. Whenever my father came home from Patrol, he was always tired and hungry and fixed himself a snack. Now, whenever I smell burnt popcorn, I think of him. Funny what things remind us. Hey. No matter the reason, I'm glad you came.
- Kelly Severide: Don't get all sappy on me.
- Wallace Boden: All of this extra work, I might think you're gunning for a promotion.
- Kelly Severide: Nah, I'll leave that to Kidd.
- Wallace Boden: Her lieutenant studies. How are they? They going well?
- Kelly Severide: I'm keeping out of it.
- Stella Kidd: Hey, wait a second. What is going on?
- Kelly Severide: I'm heading to Med.
- Stella Kidd: That's not what I mean. You haven't talked to me in days. You're not at the apartment or on shift. You keep bailing on helping me study.
- Kelly Severide: You don't need my help.
- Blake Gallo: [looking at post Mouch made after he vandalized Rutledge's firehouse] Hey, Mouch, your post is blowing up.
- Christopher Herrmann: Wow, Rutledge's House of Doughnuts. Look at his face.
- Blake Gallo: So good.
- Darren Ritter: Ah, yeah, that's a cute prank.
- Randall McHolland: Cute? I'll have you know Rutledge was devastated.
- Darren Ritter: Yeah, no, I could see that.
- Randall McHolland: Yeah, mess with the bull.
- Gianna Mackey: Gallo, would you ever pull a prank like that?
- Blake Gallo: Me? No, no. I'm pro-prank. Just anti-good at them.
- Gianna Mackey: Hmm. Jackson-- one of my kids-- he could give you some lessons. That boy...
- [laughs]
- Gianna Mackey: He's a mischief master. All right, I'll see you.
- Blake Gallo: Did she just say she has kids?
- Randall McHolland: [working with Gallo and Ritter to think up of a prank to get back at Rutlegde] Let's hear some pitches. Go.
- Blake Gallo: What about doughnut glaze?
- Randall McHolland: That's your pitch?
- Blake Gallo: Yeah, I don't know. It's an arena. You know, a jumping off point.
- Darren Ritter: What if...
- Randall McHolland: I like it. Keep going.
- Darren Ritter: What if we had trick doughnuts delivered? Instead of Boston cream filling, it's, like, mayonnaise?
- Randall McHolland: Not bad, but it's time to think big. Kidd. Didn't Kylie used to work at a doughnut shop?
- Stella Kidd: Uh-huh.
- Randall McHolland: Uh-huh. And did she leave on good terms? Could she hook us up?
- Stella Kidd: I can ask her.
- Matthew Casey: [Mouch and Gallo are holding big art supplies] What's all this?
- Randall McHolland: Uh, would you mind if we all head out for a quick errand?
- Randall McHolland: [drilling the "0" out of Engine 40's sign] Almost got it.
- [Grainger walks out and sees Mouch]
- Greg Grainger: A little to the left.
- [Mouch nods]
- Greg Grainger: [walks to Casey standing by Truck 81] Captain.
- Matthew Casey: Lieutenant. Mouch assured me any property damage would be negligible.
- Greg Grainger: Cool, and if my men ask, I tried to stop this.
- Matthew Casey: Noted.
- Greg Grainger: Hey, quick question. That blonde paramedic in your house-- I think her last name is Brett?
- Matthew Casey: What about her?
- Greg Grainger: How does she feel about firefighters? I know some women don't like dating inside the CFD. I'll cut to the chase-- is she seeing anyone?
- Matthew Casey: No. No, she's not.
- Randall McHolland: That should do it.
- [Gallo laughs]
- Rutledge: [walks out of the firehouse] The hell you doing, McHolland?
- Randall McHolland: Oh, I just thought since you'd rather eat doughnuts than help out your fellow firefighters, you should have the right signage.
- [takes a picture of his vandalism and Rutledge]
- Rutledge: What? That the best you got?
- [Mouch shows Kidd and Gallo his picture]
- Stella Kidd: Oh, nice filter.
- Blake Gallo: Now just click share.
- Randall McHolland: And... Boom! Okay, guys, we're done.
- Rutledge: Oh, you're not done, McHolland. You're finished.
- Randall McHolland: [laughs as he walks away, not taking Rutledge's warning seriously] Uh-huh.