Christopher: Hey Buck. Can I spend Christmas with you?
Buck: I'm sorry buddy, but I'm gonna be working on Christmas with your dad.
Christopher: Stupid work.

Little boy: Is Santa Claus gonna die?
Buck: Oh, hey. No, no, no. Of course not, and don't you worry. He's not really Santa.
Little girl: He's not real?
Buck: No, sweetie. He just pretends.

Athena: I am not ready to be a widow.
Bobby: I wasn't trying to make you one.

I killed someone I used to love. I will never be completely free of that.

Maddie [to Tara]

Tara: What are you doing?
Maddie: I am saving him. And I am saving you. Everything in your life gets worse if he dies.

You know, someone once told me that the world is full of patients, but what it really needs is more caregivers. And you are the best caregiver that I know. So go do whatever you need to do to heal you because the world needs you back. And so do I.

Chimney [to Hen]

There's no one right way to deal with trauma. All the first responders I counsel process it differently.


Buck: Guys! Guys, I found it. All the way from outer space. Should I grab it?
Bobby: Doesn't belong to you, Buck.
Chimney: It belongs in a museum.

The sky is falling! The sky is falling!

Mrs. Ulyanov

Chimney: Hen!
Hen: I'm so--I'm sorry, Chim. I'm, I'm just a little distracted.
Chimney: Look, I know. And I'm sorry. But I can't do this without you. I need my partner back.
Hen: I'm here. I'm with you.

Lena: Fighting was supposed to be a healthy outlet, not an obsession.
Eddie: It's not. It just got out of hand tonight.

Hen: Karen, you're not the only one feeling the loss.
Karen, I, I don't know how to do what you do, Hen. How to just, put it away.
Hen: I haven't put anything away. I'm sad, too. I got really attached to the idea of a new baby.
Karen: Oh. I guess maybe that's the difference. Those embryos were just an idea to you. But each one of them was actually a part of me.

9-1-1 Quotes

Athena: Hey, you do not get to choose who lives and who dies.
Buck: Really, because I was under the impression that kind of was my job.

Come on, Bobby, see the fire, put out the fire, the rest is blah-blah.