Chicago Fire (TV Series)

Let Him Die (2015)

Kara Killmer: Sylvie Brett

Quotes 

• Peter Mills : All right, let me have the knife.

  [Vic aims his gun at Mills] 

  Peter Mills : Hey... better set the gun aside.

  [Vic gives his gun to Sean] 

  Peter Mills : This is gonna hurt, like, a lot, okay? I'm gonna go quick.

  [Mills cuts Vic's neck open. Vic starts screaming in pain] 

  Peter Mills : That was the easy part.

  Sean : Hey, what happened? What did you do?

  Sylvie Brett : It's okay, he just passed out.

  [whispers to Mills] 

  Sylvie Brett : Clamp it here.

  [points at Vic's coratid] 

  Peter Mills : [whispers]  You do realize what that will do?

  [Brett writes "let him die" in the pool of blood on the table] 

• Sylvie Brett : There is no question that Lullo is the one behind this attempt on our lives, but the cops have of no way of connecting him to it. He's just gonna get away scot-free.

  Gus : Sounds like it.

  Sylvie Brett : Well, you know people, right? Criminals? So maybe you could ask around, see if anybody heard anything about Lullo putting a price on our head. I don't know. Look, I know Lullo is a powerful man, but you said if I got into any kind of trouble, that you could help me.

  Gus : So you're calling in your chit.

  Sylvie Brett : My--my what? My... Yeah, I am.

  Gus : I'll see what I can do.

• Peter Mills : [about a man who was run over by a truck]  He's passed out from blood loss. Let's get him to Chicago Med.

  [a black car pulls up] 

  Sylvie Brett : What's that?

  [two men get out of the car] 

  Peter Mills : Hey, guys, we've got a medical emergency here. We need you to move the vehicle.

  Vic : [pulls out a gun]  Hands in the air. Keep your mouths shut.

  Sylvie Brett : Whoa.

  Sean : TURN AROUND!

  Vic : Keep it down. Put your hands behind your back, no one gets hurt.

  Sylvie Brett : This guy needs to get to the hospital.

  Peter Mills : Brett. Brett.

  Sylvie Brett : What is this?

  Peter Mills : Don't hurt her, please.

  Vic : Doesn't have to be messy. Just do what we say.

  Peter Mills : Would you let her go? I'm the one that he wants. Come on.

  Vic : He? Who's "he"?

  Sylvie Brett : Where are we going?

  Peter Mills : Brett, don't get in that car!

  Sean : I will blow your head clean off. Get in!

  [he and Vic force Mills and Brett into the car and drive off] 

  Peter Mills : Where are you taking us?

  Sean : Shut up.

  Vic : Where's your phone, hon?

  Sylvie Brett : Left-hand jacket pocket.

  [Vic throws Mills's and Brett's walkie-talkies and phones out the car window] 

  Sean : Turn around.

  Peter Mills : Jason Lullo-- he sustained fatal injuries long before we arrived on the scene.

  Vic : I don't know what you're talking about. Just keep quiet now.

  Peter Mills : At least let her go. I was the one in the...

  Sean : Shut your hole!

  Peter Mills : You gonna kill us?

  Vic : You know everything, is that it?

  Peter Mills : Brett.

  Sean : Quiet.

  Peter Mills : Brett, brace yourself.

  [kicks Sean's gun out of his hand and strangles Vic with his legs. They swerve out of control until they crash] 

• Joe Cruz : Did they get him?

  Peter Mills : No, son of a bitch is gonna walk. Hey, Brett, you okay?

  Sylvie Brett : I'm fine.

  Joe Cruz : Hey, is everything okay between you and Mills? What's that?

  Sylvie Brett : During the helicopter crash, I rescued this sketchy guy.

  Joe Cruz : Well, what is he, like a handyman or something?

  Sylvie Brett : No, he's no handyman. He had a gun and a bunch of fake IDs and passports. I'm gonna see if he can help us take down Lullo.

  Joe Cruz : This guy? How's he supposed to help?

  Sylvie Brett : Let's find out. Can I borrow your phone? Those guys threw mine out the window.

  Joe Cruz : You are not calling this guy, Sylvie. Let the cops do their thing.

  Sylvie Brett : The cops can't *do* anything, but maybe we can.

  Joe Cruz : Look, I get it that you're upset, but this is not the way that you want to go about this.

  Sylvie Brett : Those guys were gonna kill us! I had a gun to my head all that time, hours and hours, just waiting to die! Anthony Lullo is not gonna get away with that! Now can I borrow your phone or not?

  Joe Cruz : You do not agree to see this guy unless I'm there, okay?

  Sylvie Brett : Thank you.

• Peter Mills : I got it for the dashboard.

  Sylvie Brett : Why a hula dancing shark?

  Peter Mills : I guess I thought it would make you smile. Look, I know that you're mad at me for saving that creep's life, but I...

  Sylvie Brett : I'm not. I'm not mad at you.

  Peter Mills : Then why can't you look me in the eye?

  Sylvie Brett : Because of what you must think of me. I asked you to let a man die. That's messed up.

  Peter Mills : Those guys were gonna kill us.

  Sylvie Brett : Well, you knew that, and you didn't let it cloud your moral judgment. I mean, I am a first responder. A thought like that is never supposed to enter my mind.

  Peter Mills : You wouldn't be human if it didn't. I gave you the chance to clamp off that carotid, and you didn't take it. That's all that matters.

  [alarm blares] 

  Emergency dispatch : Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3...

  Peter Mills : Cool shark.

  Emergency dispatch : Ambulance 61. Structure fire.

• Peter Mills : [his phone buzzes]  It's Halstead.

  [answers his phone] 

  Peter Mills : Hey, what's up?

  Sylvie Brett : What?

  Peter Mills : Okay.

  [hangs up] 

  Peter Mills : Vic agreed to talk. Just arrested Lullo. How'd you do that?

  Sylvie Brett : I just got you in the door. You did the rest.