04x02 - I'll Fix It

[bunniefuu]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[EXCLAIMS]

[SIRENS WAILING]

MISSY: Please, hurry!
He's still under there!

Under where, ma'am? Who?

Under the house. In the back,
my husband.

Boys, we got a man trapped
in the back! Under the house!

He went to try and
stop the oil leak.

Okay. Now, ma'am, you
come right over here

and let us take care
of it. Okay? Come on.

Looks like we got
an oil well blow-up.

They must have built this house

right on top of some old,
abandoned oil field.

Let's have an inch-and-a-half on
both sides of the house, just in case.

I'll cut off the utilities.

[RUMBLING]

[CREAKING]

Oh, brother.

Got you.

Oh, man.

Got it? Yeah.

Phew!

ROY: That whole kitchen
floor has collapsed.

Yeah, if this oil keeps flowing,

this whole house
is gonna collapse.

Help! Help!

We're on our way!

HARRY: Over here! Over here!

[HARRY GROANS]

HARRY: My arm. What?

My arm is stuck.

Okay. It's broken.

We'll see if we can get you out.

HARRY: I can't feel anything,
okay. I know it's broken.

Okay, you take it easy, huh?

ROY: I'm gonna lift this
thing up and I want you to try

and pull yourself
out, all right?

Are you ready? Yeah.

Wait a minute,
let me get a foothold. There we are.

[GRUNTING] Oh, it's no use.

It's no use.

No, no.

Hold it! Hold it! Hold it!

No.

You better get the
Porta Power, huh?

All right. Got it.

Okay. My partner's
gonna get some jacks.

All right, we're gonna get you out of here,
don't worry.

Let me see that arm.
Here, let me take a pulse.

You all right? Uh...

Okay, you just take it easy.
We're gonna get you out.

All right. Okay.

Let's see what we can do about

deflecting some of this oil
off you. That table there.

I'll get that table.

[HARRY GROANS]

[CRASHING]

[RUMBLING]

[sums]

You ready? Yeah.

[RUMBLING]

Man, this whole
house is slipping.

Yeah. It's the mud. This
whole foundation's gonna go.

All right.

We're gonna have you
out of here in no time, okay?

[SIRENS WAILING]

DISPATCHER ON RADIO:


toxic chemicals are stored
in a tanker.

Use caution.

KELLY ON RADIO: Squad 51,
this is Rampart. Can you send me some EKG?

JOHNNY ON RADIO:


We're sending you a strip.
Vitals to follow.

Pulse is 160. The victim
is in extreme pain, Rampart.

[INTERCOM BEEPING]

This patient is in V-fib.

Rampart, we have lost the
victim's pulse. Beginning CPR.

[RAPID BEEPING]

We're defibrillating victim,
Rampart.

Rampart, we've defibrillated
victim. He's in sinus rhythm.

JOE ON RADIO: Administer 2 amps
sodium bicarb and insert an airway.

KELLY ON RADIO: Start an IV,


DIXIE: Squad 51, continue monitoring
Vitals and transport immediately.

JOHNNY ON RADIO:
We're on our way, Rampart.

ROY: You all right?

Yeah, I'll make it.

John!

Hurry up. I can't hold
this thing much longer.

Is he okay?

Yeah!

Yeah! He's still
breathing pretty good.

Sorry.

Hurry with this thing.

Okay, got it!

Hey, kid, come on in.

Now, let's see if we can't
just push straight up on it.

Ready?

Heave!

[ALL GRUNTING]

Push.

Heave!

No, it's jammed.

I can't move it.

Okay, okay! Can you jam it?

Got it?

Yeah.

Hurry UP-

Easy.

All right, all right.
Let it go back.

Let it go back. Just let it go,
let it go.

Let it go back. Let it
go. Let it go back.

Got it. Give me the drug box,
quick.

All right. Okay, now,
easy. Take it easy.

All right.

Chet?

You wanna hand me
the Porta Power?

[CREAKING]

How much longer you think
this house is gonna stand?

I tell you,
I'd sure hate to guess.

I think this whole
foundation is slipping.

Oh, boy.

Engine 85. Engine 51.

I'd like you to check out the
houses on both sides of this, will you?

MAN ON RADIO: 10-4.
What's wrong'?

Why haven't they
bought him out of there?

Look, ma'am, look. I've got some
men down there with him right now.

So, come on, please stand aside
over here and don't worry, okay?

Rampart Emergency.
This is Squad 51.

Kel?

Go ahead, 51.

CHET: Uh, Rampart,
we have a man pinned

under a collapsed floor.
Stand by for Vitals.

Okay, ROY-

BP is 90 over 60!

Pulse is 120!
Respiration's at 24!

Uh, Rampart, pulse is 120,

blood pressure, 90 over 60.
Respiration's 24.


can extricate the victim?

JOHNNY: This Porta Power
isn't doing it.

It's just sinking
down into the mud.

We don't know yet!

We're not gonna be
able to do much for him

until we can get him out.

Uh, we don't know, Rampart.

But it's gonna be pretty tough to do anything
for him until we get him out of here.


start an IV with D5W.

If the pain gets severe,
give him 5 milligrams MS-IV.



This isn't working.

How you doing?

JOHNNY: This Porta Power
isn't working, Cap.

Cap, that electricity cut off?

Yeah.

Why don't we use some
of this Romex?

Wrap it around this main pipe,
lift this thing up.

Yeah, all right.

Chet, give us a hand over here.

Stand by, Rampart.

ROY: Easy, easy, okay. We're
gonna get you out of here, all right?

Over there.

ROY: You try to keep that arm in
the same position it is for me, okay?

Yeah.

All right. Here we go, ready?

ROY: Okay, I'll let you know
when we got it off, okay?

Ready? HARRY: Okay.

Ready? Okay_.

All right.

ROY: Okay, a little more.
A little more.

Okay, okay, easy.

That's his arm.

Chet, watch his arm.
Watch his arm.

[HARRY EXCLAIMS IN PAIN]

ROY: That's it. Push down
and pull him through.

Okay, drop it down.

[HARRY COUGHING]

Ready? Yeah.

How are you over there?

It's not very solid, okay.

Chet? Yeah.

You wanna come down
here and watch his arm?

ROY: Just keep his arm...


bringing him out. We need a stretcher.

MAN ON RADIO.' 10-4.

HARRY: Baby.

[MISSY SHUSHING]

HARRY: I'll be okay, baby.

[MISSY SIGHS]

I love you, baby.

You gotta get
the wound before...

Wait. Ma'am, he's gonna be okay.

He's gonna be fine.

Let's take a look at
your arm here.

Rampart, this is Squad 51.

We have the victim out.
We're immobilizing the fracture.

Also, we're starting
IV with D5W.


as soon as possible.

I'll bring the squad in.

ROY: All right.
You take it easy.

We're taking you to the
hospital. You're gonna be okay.

Okay, watch it,
he's got a broken arm there.

Ma'am, he's gonna be okay.

[HOUSE CREAKING]

Can't you do anything?

Well, there's an oil company
crew coming to cap the well,

but I'm afraid
your house is lost.

I'm sorry.

[SIREN WAILING]

All right, let's get him into 6.

What do you say
we get washed up, huh?

I can't palpate a radial pulse.

Get the vascular and orthopedic
surgeons down here stat.

That artery has to be repaired.

Right, Doctor.

A lot of wheezing. He must
have aspirated some of that oil.

Add 100 milligrams
hydro-cortisone to the IV.

Uh, this is Dr. Brackett
in Treatment Room 6.

I need an x-ray technician
down here stat.

Dix... Uh, Tommy Hilton,
has he been released yet?

No. Uh, no, not for
a couple more days.

Fortunately. Fortunately?

Yeah. Well, you know that
motorbike you guys bought him?

Uh-huh?

Doesn't work.

What? It doesn't work?

Oh, that's great. A kid gets
b*rned pulling his sister out of a fire

and then he gets a
present that doesn't work.

That's gonna be
a great surprise.

No, there's no problem,
because Joe's fixing it.

Come on. Oh, yeah?

Needle-nose pliers. Needle-nose.

I said needle-nose pliers.
These are slip-joint pliers.

Needle-nose.

[CLATTERING]

Never mind, Mike. It's too late.

JOHNNY: Hi, guys.
How's it going?

It isn't.

[EXCLAIMS]

Looks like we need a specialist.

Oh, you know,
I used to have a bike like this,

well, sort of like it.

I took it apart all the time.

No big deal.

Yeah?

Can you have it running by
the time Tommy is released?

Sure.

Sure.

Now, Gage, remember,
we all chipped in for this bike.

So, don't wreck it, huh, buddy?

Hey, you wanna help?

No,
I work solo. Probably just be in my way.

Good. Then why don't
you get out of mine?

[GRUNTS]

Oh, Danny.

It's all right, honey. The doctor's
gonna be here in just a minute.

Claire, will you stop
that insipid whining?

For Pete's sake, he's all right.

Bring that over here.

Okay, son. We've got you now.

Can you get in that wheelchair?

I'm Dr. Brackett.

Doctor,
I'm Richard Freeman. Our son, Danny.

Says he has a bellyache.

It's not a bellyache.

It's a deep, boring pain, originating in
the mid-abdomen and radiating into the back.

Dr. Morton's in Treatment 1.

What... What seems
to be the problem?

Well, two weeks ago,
Richard hit... Hit him in the stomach.

I was trying to teach
him to defend himself.

The other boys b*at up on him.
He doesn't even fight back.

Then at school today,
he complained about those pains.

And the nurse called us.

How old is he?

He's 14.

He has quite an
interest in anatomy.

My son's a bookworm.
A little green bookworm.

While the other kids are out
playing baseball, my kid plays doctor!

If you'll step over to the desk,

the nurse will give you
some forms to fill out.

And I'll be back as soon
as I finish the examination.

DANNY: It's here.

MIKE: Young man,
I know where your gall bladder is.

The pain I spoke of is
deep in the gall bladder.

Danny, why don't you just lie
back and let Dr. Morton do his job?

He indicates tenderness here,
there's no sign of an ileus.

But you haven't considered

the possibility of ruptured
or leaking aneurisms.

I've listened to his bowel tones,
and they sound pretty normal.

Sounds okay.

May I?

There's high-pitched tinkling
sounds between each pain interval.

There's no rebound
tenderness. I already checked.

[sums]

Do you mind if I see for myself?

When did the pain start, Danny?

Excuse me.

Approximately 43 minutes ago.

But if you count the initial blunt
abdominal trauma, that was two weeks ago.

Any vomiting, anorexia,
or obstipation?

No, but I have
frequency in dysuria.

[CLEARING THROAT]

Well, Danny, I think we'll keep you here the
rest of the day and run some tests on you.

That's great! Dr. Brackett, I want to
compliment your professional attitude.

I shall reserve
judgment on yours.

Malcolm.

If we were in med school, that would
be a classic case of sophomoritis.

Too many medical books.

No, I'm not so sure, Mike.

I don't think he's
lying about the pain.

The GI series will tell us more.

Malcolm, be sure and get
a flat plate of the abdomen.

Be sure to get
abdominal and upright film.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

DISPATCHER ON RADIO: Station 51,
child reported stuck in a pipe.

Vacant lot, 3895 Westview Avenue,
cross street Merced.

3895 Westview. Time out, 1234.

MAN: KMG 365.

[SIRENS WAILING]

[HORN BLARING]

I stopped for a lousy cup
of coffee 15 minutes ago,

that's all I was in there...
Then I come out

and this kid tells me
there's another kid

trapped in this pipe here,
and he can't get out.

Right there. That
big one in the middle.

Here, this'
help.

STANLEY: How about it, John?

He's stuck in there, all right.

He's about eight feet
back. Take a look.

He's stuck in there
about eight feet.

They've got this polyethylene,
or whatever this stuff is,

and I think that's what's
jamming him in there.

Well, the ends of these
pipes are capped and welded,

so we're not gonna be
able to get in the other end.

Is he moving in there at all?

Yeah,
it looks like he's trying to get out.

ROY: Well, we got the call
about three minutes ago.

He must not have too
much oxygen in there.

Yeah. We need the K-12,
an air bottle and a reel line!

We'll cut in right
about where he is...

Do you know the name of
the boy that's inside the pipe?

My brother, Kevin.

Kevin?

Kevin!

Kevin,
can you hear me? Why did he go in there?

Some big kid told him
there was money in there.

Kevin!

[sum-nus]

Well, look,
you know these dog-catcher poles?

If we had a couple of nooses.

You know, on the
dog-catcher pole?

Use it as a lasso
and yank him out.

All right.

Okay, I'll go rig one. Okay.

Couple of feet from that end,
we ought to be safe.

All right. Cap, I thought maybe I
could try to find something to lubricate

the inside of the pipe.

Good. Yeah, I'll go get it.

What's your name?

Leroy.

Well, Leroy,
we're gonna get your brother out

and he's gonna be okay.

All right? All right.

Okay, so don't you worry.

[MOTOR WHIRRING]

Is that him?

Yeah. Got him.

Here we go.

Oh, no.

He's really stuck now, isn't he?

He's jammed.

He's really jammed in there.

It's this stuff right here.

It's the stuff that they
lined this pipe with.

This spongy stuff.

I mean, I pulled him out
about four or five feet,

but now he's just jammed
in there like a cork in a bottle.

Has he moved at all?

Not in the last 30 seconds.

He may not even be breathing.

Look, why don't we
try some of this oil?

A little more.

Okay. Got it?

All right, let's go.

Ready?

Hey, he's coming out easy.

There he is.

Wait, wait, wait, okay.

ROY: All right.

Okay.

We've got him.

JOHNNY: Rampart,
this is Squad 51, how do you read?

I read you loud and clear, 51.

Rampart, we have a boy, five,
he's comatose from apparent lack of oxygen.

He's cyanotic, the pulse is 60,

the BP is 100 over 60,
the respirations is slow, about 10.


as soon as possible.

JOHNNY: 10-4, Rampart.

He gonna be okay, mister?

Yeah, yeah,
he's going to be fine.

I wanna tell you something.

[WHISPERING]

Well, don't worry about it,
'cause it's gonna be okay.

All right?

But you know what
you're gonna have to do.

You're gonna have to give that policeman
over there your name and your address,

so he can get you home.
How's that sound?

Fine. Want me to give
you a lift over there?

All right, let's go.

[EXCLAIMS]

Well,
there's no localizing neurological signs.

I think it's safe
to let him go home.

Now you're gonna stay out of narrow places,
aren't you?

Yes, sir.

His brother told him there was some
money inside that pipe, didn't he?

Yes, sir.

No,
I don't think they're gonna try that again.

Your mom and dad are
out in the waiting room.

You want me to take you to them?

Yes, sir. Okay, tiger. Let's go.

Attaboy.

Thanks, Roy.

What are you doing out of bed?

There was something
I had to check on.

I'll go back to bed right now.

Whoa, hold on.

I think you and I need to
have a little talk. Sit down.

What are you researching?

I can't discuss it until
I have all the facts.

Okay, tell me
something else, then.

Why are you so
anxious to be sick?

That's absurd! Nobody
wants to be sick.

Danny, there's one thing a doctor
can never afford to let himself do,

and that's to become
obsessed with disease.

No doctor can afford
to ignore grave symptoms.

What grave symptoms?

May I borrow some of your books?

On one condition. If you
promise to stay in bed.

Okay.

This is Dr. Brackett. Would you
please send a wheelchair to my office?

That's okay, Doctor,
mine's parked right outside.

Hold it. Cancel the
wheelchair. Just send an orderly.

All right, Danny.

You tell the orderly
what books you want

and he'll bring them
to your room, okay?

You, uh...

You be sure and return
the books when you leave.

Yeah.

If my diagnosis is correct,
I may be leaving in a hearse.

Are you sure you don't want
a cup of coffee, John?

No, Chet, I do not want
a cup of coffee.

[HAMMERING]

[GRUNTING]

I found the owner's manual.

[sums]

Oh, no.

You know what
this is written in?

What?

It's written in...

Oh, no. Here's the
English translation.

Okay, this ought to do.

"Improperly adjusted carburetor
often cause the motorbike to not start."

Oh, so that's what's wrong.

Now let's see,
let's look up "carburetor." Carburetor.

"Each carburetor stop screw
must be set with T mark,"

"number A in diagram."

"Number A in diagram."

"On screw and index mark,
number B in diagram."

"Number B."

"On body, in perfect alignment,"

"number C in diagram."

A, B, C. That's it!
See? All right!

Okay, all right! I knew it!

[SIGHS WITH RELIEF]

You know, I think the problem is
probably in your translation, John.

I knew it was just an
adjustment. That's all it was.

What's that?

Hey, John. What?

Uh, this is the wrong
manual, pal.

Oh, don't be funny.

Look at the picture.

Look! Now, that's a bigger
bike than that one, isn't it?

You know, this would be funny,
but I really feel sorry for Tommy.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

DISPATCHER: Squad 51,
man needs assistance, Carlo's Deli.

You really feel sorry for Tommy?

You wanna be a hero? Solo it.

Time out, 1540.

MAN: Squad 51, KMG 365.

[TRUCK ENGINE STARTING]

Fix this.

[SIREN WAILING]

Do you have to leave
your truck parked out there?

There's an emergency
in here, isn't there?

Is there ever! Come on.

There he is.

Tell them what you did,
Paul. Go ahead.

Go ahead! Go on!

I have to get back
to the counter.

What's wrong?
What's wrong with you?

I'm going to die.

You're gonna die? Why?

Uh, this.

You're gonna die
because of this ring?

Uh, it belongs to Diana.
That was her.

So, you mean,
she's gonna k*ll you?

No, uh-uh.

Her husband will. Carlo.

He doesn't like me, anyway.
I only work here part-time.

Did you...

Did you try any lubricants
or anything on this?

Soap.

Why don't we try some of this?

She left her ring lying
beside the bologna slicer.

We're always kidding
around, you know.

I thought it might be funny.

[CHUCKLES]

Funny.

Where's her husband?

Oh, he's in traffic court. He's
getting his third speeding ticket.

God, he's gonna be furious!

Look,
you guys gotta get this thing off me!

I'm scared of Carlo. He's right
off the boat from Transylvania.

See, he's a big guy.
All right. All right!

Calm down. We can't get
it off if you don't calm down.

Just relax your finger,
okay, here we go. Easy.

[EXCLAIMS IN PAIN]

Look, why don't we
just cut it off?

No, no, no! This ring used
to belong to Carlo's mother!

Uh-uh! Uh-uh!

Look, all right. Look, why don't
you put your hand above your head?

No, the hand with the... Right.

All right, look.
We could always...

What's this supposed to do?

The blood drains out of your arm,
makes your finger shrink.

Okay, just put
some string on it.

Okay. Okay, I'll get some ice.

Oh, that's meat. We
have ice out front in the...

Keep your hand over your head.

In the locker.

Okay.

Give me! Give me!

I'm afraid we haven't
been able to get it yet.

We... Ice. We need some ice.

Ice? Ice!

Okay.

Thank you.

He's coming.

Don't you say nothing. You
let me do the talking, okay?

Yes, ma'am.

You go get that ring if
you gotta cut off his finger.

Yes, ma'am.

Carlo is here.

[GASPS]

Relax, will you? Relax!

Give your blood
a chance to settle.

I wish you wouldn't
talk about blood.

You know, I don't think I'm
gonna need that ice. I think...

CARLO: What's that truck
doing parked in front of the store?

What's going on back here?
What're you guys doing?

Oh, Paul fainted.
Didn't you, Paul?

Yes, yes, I fainted.

[STAMMERING] I fainted. Maybe
if I just go sit down outside, I'd feel...

Why don't you just go home? I
don't want anybody sick around here.

Okay, thanks!

You guys get that truck from
out front of the store, will you?

Come on. It's bad for business.

What're you doing here, dummy?

You should be up at the register.
They're gonna steal us blind.

Now, let's go.

Uh...

Uh... I'll try to
get his attention.

Okay. ROY»

just make sure you
get his attention.

Pardon me, sir, how much
is that salami there?

Uh... Which one?

The wrinkled one with
the white powder on it.

Buck-and-a-half an inch.

I'll take an inch.

An inch?

CLAIRE: How is he, Doctor?

He's in no immediate danger.

We've done a GI series, and it indicates
a small mass at the head of the pancreas.

It could be a result
of the blow he received.

We're doing another test called a serum
amylase which will give us more information.

Well, I guess we'd
better go see him.

Follow me.

[WOMAN ANNOUNCING ON PA]

There it is.

I have all the classic
symptoms. You can't deny that!

Young man,
the pain in your belly is from an overdose

of ill-digested
medical information.

Hello, my baby.

Are you about ready to check
out of here and go home?

Go home? I should say not.

Doctor,
you must prepare me for immediate surgery.

I have a pancreatic carcinoma.

[GROANS]

And what makes you think that?

I have diabetic symptoms,

intense thirst, frequent urination,
and a fruity smell to my breath.

[BLOWS] See?

Doctor, help him, please.

Claire, the doctors
are helping him.

Thank you.

Danny,
I think you might be interested in this.

This is the result of your serum amylase,
lipase and glucose tolerance test.

As you can see, the amylase and
glucose tolerance test are both normal.

The lipase is slightly elevated.

Now, what does that indicate?

I'm not sure.

Do you know what
a pseudocyst is?

No.

Well, your history and
x-rays and blood tests indicate

that you have a
pancreatic pseudocyst.

Will you have to operate?

Fortunately, no. You're lucky.

Surgery on the pancreas
is extremely difficult.

What is the treatment
for a pseudocyst?

Well, in your case, nothing.

It should go away after a while.

But be sure and try to avoid any
blows to the abdomen for a few months.

Oh, that's wonderful...

Just calm down, okay?

Doctor,
I apologize for questioning your judgment.

It's all right, Danny. I just hope
you learned something today.

I'm telling you, Doc, between my wife
and my kid, they're gonna drive me nuts.

Do you encourage Danny's
medical interests?

Encourage him? I won't let him
read those books in the house.

Every time he learns about a new disease,
it costs me plenty.

Maybe you should help him along.

He has a remarkable
medical background already.

Are you telling me that all that
gobbledygook he spouts is for real?

It certainly is.

Well,

I never said he isn't smart. After all,
he's his father's son.

Well, if you encourage
his study,

he'll be too busy to get sick.

I guarantee it.

[WOMAN ANNOUNCING ON PA]

Uh-oh, it's getting late.

Dixie said she was gonna
come by with her station wagon

to pick up that motorbike.

Chet, you know what I think?

You know what, Marco,
I don't care what you think.

[WHISTLING]

You know, these little putt-putts are
a lot more complicated than they look.

Oh, no.

[BELL RINGING]

Dixie's here.

The tarp.

The tarp.

ROY: Hi, Dix.

Spread it.

Hi, you guys.

CHET: Hi, Dix. JOHNNY: Hi, Dix.

Where's the bike?

Well, we're almost...
It's in the back...

[STAMMERING] We found
some other adjustments

on the bicycle that
had to be done.

We couldn't get it
done fast enough.

Hmm.

What's that?

Oh, that's a fireman's
foot skidder.

Yeah, well...

[CHUCKLES]

[sums]

Actually, Dix, uh...
I kind of, uh...

Got in above my head
this time round.

Oh, it was my fault, too.

No, Chet, it was my fault!

Okay, it was your fault,
so what are you gonna do about it?

All right!

Just get a box or something
I could dump this junk in

and get in my car,

'cause Tommy's gonna
be released tomorrow.

Sure, we have a
box, that's easy.

Do we have a box?

We have a box, don't we?

Now, you tell Tommy that
this is all temporary.

That we are gonna get
the thing fixed back up.

Yeah, yeah, what else
can you do to it?

[CLANKING]

Trash can?

Well,
at least you won't lose any of the parts.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

Oh, boy, it's really, really...

DISPATCHER: Station 51.
Engine 165. Engine 12,

structure fire at the chemical plant,
Normandy and Broadhurst.

Normandy and Broadhurst.
Time out, 1905.

MAN: 10-4, KMG 365.

[SIRENS WAILING]

[HORN BLARING]

[CHATTERING]

Help! Help! Over here!

We'll be right there!
Stay back from the doorway!

Stand back, there.

Boys, we'll go in a V pattern.

Roy, Chet, on the right,

Marco and I will be on the left.



Engine 165, Engine 51. Lay
duals to the front of the building.

Hey!

[SIRENS WAILING]

[COUGHING]

Hey, are you okay now?
Are you okay?

Yeah, thanks.

It happened just after I
started making my rounds.

Just after I got inside.

Pressure valve must've failed.

Well, where's your cutoff?

I'm not sure. I think it's at the
base of that t*nk over there.

Thanks a lot.

Engine 165, we gotta
move in on the t*nk.

Break one of your two-and-a-halfs
down to an inch-and-a-half pack

and use your applicators.

Engine 12, hook up at the
hydrant and pump all four lines.

Okay.

Thank you, again.

Let's get these lines
onto that t*nk!

Out of the way!

We're close. Let's
you and I have a look.

All right.

Grab hold.

Can't get it to move. Let's get out
of here. We'll have to start again.


under the grid.

This isn't gonna budge, Cap.

Let me get a... Come here.

No. Get it?

Moving it! Moving it! One more.

One more.

All right, then.

[EXCLAIMING IN PAIN]

Get Roy!

You okay? Yeah!

Okay, let's get it.

Hurry! Are they in position?

Yeah. Yeah.

[EXCLAIMS]

Engine 51. This fire is under
control. All units out in 20 minutes.

DISPATCHER: Engine 51.

[EXCLAIMS] You're wet!

Soup's on.

Great.

Dix! Hi, Dix.

Hi, how you doing? Hi.

Fine. I bought back
your trash can.

Oh, great, thank you.
And it's right, uh...

How did Tommy, uh, like his...

Oh, he put it together
himself at the hospital,

and then he drove it home.

[WHISPERING] Bye.

Bye. Bye.

I think I'll have
something to eat.

How old was that kid?

Twelve.

Twelve, huh? Well,
he sure made a dummy out of you.

He made a dummy out of me?
What are you talking about?

I'm not the one that
took the thing apart

and couldn't get
it back together.