05x03 - Election

[bunniefuu]

And we have here a notice from the County
Firemen Benefit and Welfare Association.

Seems our battalion delegate, Fred Carlson,
is being transferred to Headquarters.

Oh, good man. Good man.

There's gonna be a special
election to replace him.

Any of you guys interested?

Oh,
come on. What's the matter with you guys?

That job is a lot of
extra responsibility.

You know, really. Yeah.

Fred's gonna be a
tough act to follow.

We just can't settle for anybody
in that job. It's an important job.

Right.

Yeah. You're right.

We need somebody in that
job with a lot of enthusiasm,

a lot of drive, you know.
A lot of imagination.

We need somebody with
a sense of responsibility,

who can really
communicate with people.

Right.

Exactly right. That's
the kind of guy we need.

I agree with John. I think Roy's
the only possible choice for the job.

KELLY: I second the motion.

But... But...

But...

But, Joanne, the guys feel
I'm the right person for the job.

But... But...

Roy's checking with Joanne, huh?

Yeah.

Ah, the dubious
joys of marriage.

You know, personally, I don't
think he's the right guy for the job.

ROY: Yeah. Right, yeah.

Why not?

He's got all the qualifications.

I don't know of
anybody who'd be better.

I do.

Who? You.

Me?

Except for one thing, John.

What?

I don't think anybody
would vote for you.

ROY: Yeah.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

DISPATCHER ON RADIO: Station 51,
man trapped in pipe.

I'll talk to you later.
Yeah, bye.

938 B, Clarence Street.

Cross street, Hawthorne.

9-3-8 B, Clarence.

Time out, 10:30.

Station 51.10-4. KMG 365.

[SIRENS WAILING]

[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. Decent 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.

In here! He's in here!

He's... He's in here.

All righty.

Thank God you're here.

Hurry. Please hurry.

He's over this way. Okay.

Come on.

[DOOR OPENING]

In the laundry room. In here.

Greetings.

What's the problem?
It's my brother-in-law.

The idiot got his arm
caught in a pipe.

Hey, you guys,
get me out of here. My back is breaking.

All right. Let's
take a look at this.

ARNE: I was scooping this crud
out of the pipe, this black sticky goo,

and it keeps the
washer overflowing.

Looks like you're held in
here by a little bit of suction.

JOHNNY: Well, what do you
think about just pulling him out?

Oh, I tried that.

[EXCLAIMING]

That didn't work.

And what if all three
of us try to pull him out?

Yeah, all right. Okay.

Go.

Okay.

One, two, three.

[GROANING]

It's sucking my hand off!

All right. Okay,
all right, all right.

What do you think?

Well, it would help if we
could break the suction.

Maybe you ought to let
the air out of his arm.

You're very funny, Clyde.

[LAUGHS]

Look, I have an idea.

Why don't we use this tube
and try to jam it down there,

and maybe blow into it
and break the suction.

Yeah, if we had a piece
of wire that we could...

Hey, you got a coat hanger?

Mmm-hmm.

Okay.

Okay, that will do.

All right, I'll tell you what. Now,
why don't we use this end?

Yeah, okay.

Oh, great, great. Okay.

Is he going to be all right?

Well, I don't think you have
anything to worry about.

Personally, I think
you ought to amputate.

Oh, you're very funny, Clyde.

JOHNNY: We'll have you
out of there in a second.

[JOHNNY LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]
ARNE: I hope so.

Cap, go and take my scissors
and cut the end of this off.

STANLEY: Where?
JOHNNY: Right below it.

Yeah. Right there. There.

Yeah, that's good. That's good.

Okay.

Why don't you tape this end here
so we don't cut him as it goes in?

All right.

There we go, right there.

Come on, you guys.

Okay, all right. Just hang on.

All right, all right.

All right now.
Think that'll do it.

Really, I think that's enough.

We'll help you...

Thank you.

All right. Here we go. Now,
you just stay still, okay?

Okay. Try to relax your arm,

so, we can get it
down there, all right?

All right. Okay.

We pull this thing and try to
relieve the pressure in there.

All right. Now try to relax
your arm. Relax your arm.

Wait a minute now.

Okay. Is that down
by your hand now?

It's there. It's there.
JOHNNY: Okay. Okay.

Okay.

How is that feeling?
Is it coming out?

Yeah, easy.

JOHNNY: Okay. Easy.

Oh, my back! Oh!

ROY: All right.

Hey, hey! Bravo!

Now, watch your hands there.
All right. Watch your hands.

Oh, thanks a lot, you guys.

It's okay.

Okay, why don't we get some used
rags if you have any to wipe that off?

All right, now,
I'm just gonna check you out here.

I'd offer you a beer, Arne,
but this is the last one.

You drank that whole...
He drank the whole six-pack.

Hey, and I'm just
starting, you know.

Listen, I think
you're gonna be okay.

Oh, gee.

Are you sure you're all right?

I think I'm gonna live. Thanks.

Then, let's pick it up.

LA, Station 51 available.

DISPATCHER ON RADIO: Station 51.

Okay.

So long.

Hey, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

You guys know anything
about plumbing?

Well, next time
you might try a snake.

We already did.
But he got stuck.

[LAUGHS]

Now, you're hysterical, Clyde.
Absolutely hysterical.

[GASPING]

Clyde! Wait. Something's
wrong with Clyde.

Hurry UP-

What did you do to him, Arne?

ARNE: Nothing.
I didn't touch him.

ROY: Come on, just relax.
Just relax.

Just slowly...

What's up?

We can't find anything.

Let's get him over.

He swallowed the pull
tab off that beer can.

Accidental.

Engine 51. HT 51. Bring
in the 02 on the double.

LA, I've got another
rescue at this scene.

Respond me an ambulance.

DISPATCHER ON RADIO: Engine 51.



All right.

Rampart,
this is Squad 51. How do you read me?

JOE: Go ahead, 51.

All right, just relax.
Just relax.

Rampart, we have
a male in his late 30s,

looks like he's aspirated
a pull-tab from a beer can.

Now, we couldn't
feel it in his throat

and it did not dislodge
with an interscapular blow.

Hand down. Just relax.

He's breathing stridulously
with increasing labor.



That's negative, Rampart.



If you can't, give him oxygen
and monitor the pressure.

Start an IV with D5W
and transport immediately.

JOHNNY: 10-4, Rampart.

Dix, would you set up Treatment


Right, Joe.

Help him, please.
He's my brother.

Okay, let's start an IV.

All right.

[BREATHING STRIDULOUSLY]

Is he going to die?

Don't worry,
honey. They're taking care of him.

[SIREN WAILING]

Treatment 2.

Here.

[CLYDE WHEEZING]

All right, let's go.
Bottom first.

ROY: All right.

Okay.

Got him. Get him back.

Where's the scope?

I can see it, Mike.

It's just distal to
the two vocal cords.

It's curved like a fish hook.

Forceps.

Just a little further.

Further.

There you go.

You tell me how he managed
to aspirate a pull-tab?

He just put it in his beer
can and drank it down.

Okay, let's get him back there.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Next time, use a glass, okay?

[PHONE RINGING]

Emergency, Miss McCall.

Yeah, just a second. Mike?

Yes, Dixie.

Triage says they're
swamped in pediatrics.

Can we take some
of their overflow?

Sure. All right.

Yeah, we'll find some room
for them. Okay.

I'm gonna go over and
see what they've got.

All right.

Group number 235.
Contract code 991.

Yeah. Right. Thanks.

Hello, bright eyes.
How can we help you?

We're stacked to the ceiling.

Oh.

[BOY YELLING]

Tommy? Tommy! Help me!

Somebody help. How
long has he been like this?

He just started.
Please! Please help him!

Son, what's the matter?
What's the matter, son?

Let me get him to Treatment 1.

Need some help?

Get his vitals, Dix.

Are you his mother?

Yes, yes. I'm Ellen Lawson.

I don't know what
made him act like that.

Tommy? Tommy? Tommy?

I'm Dr. Morton, Tommy.
Can you hear me?

He's been throwing up
the last two days.

It's stomach flu. It's just
stomach flu. That's all.

Tommy? What's the matter, honey?

Where does it hurt?
Is it your tummy, huh?

Tell Mommy, is it your tummy?

Pulse is 150,
respiration's 24. BP is 70 over 50.

Has he had any other
illnesses recently?

I don't know.

Doesn't he live with you?

Yes, of course. I just meant...

No, no. He's always
been perfectly healthy.

I'm going to take him home now.

Madam... Would
you get that thing off?

This child is sick,
and I'd like to examine him.

Dix, let's take Mrs. Lawson
back to the waiting room.

Right this way. No,
I want to stay with him!

He's gonna be all right.
It's against the rules.

And see if Dr. Brackett
is available, Dix.

Right. Tommy.

Temperature is 102.

You know, I asked Mrs.
Lawson if he'd been sick recently.

She said she didn't know. Then she
corrected herself and said that he hadn't.

You know,
maybe I better have a talk with her.

Nurse, start an IV with
D5W with normal saline.

I'll draw blood for his CBC, electrolytes,
BUN, and a blood glucose.

Yeah, also an SMA panel
to include liver function tests.

And we'll need
a lumbar puncture.

MIKE: Okay.

Skull and chest films.

[WOMAN CHATTERING ON PA]

Mrs. Lawson? Yes?

I'm Dr. Brackett.

Is Tommy ready to go?

No, I'm afraid not.
Tommy is very ill.

But we've got a plane
to catch this afternoon.

I think Tommy will have to
be admitted to the hospital.

We'll know for sure when
we get the test results.

But I just told you,
we've got a plane to catch.

It's just stomach flu. Can't you
prescribe something for him?

Well, we suspect Tommy
has a form of virus,

and it's almost certainly more
serious than a stomach flu.

Now, has Tommy been sick
recently? Before his current illness?

Chicken pox, maybe?

No. He wasn't sick. I ought to know,
I'm his mother.

I see.

All right, it'll speed things up
if you'll just fill out those forms,

and give them to
the admitting nurse.

Oh! Roy!

I'd like to talk to you.

Privately, if I could.

Sure.

What's on your mind?

Well...

I'm thinking about running
for battalion delegate myself.

Well, that's great. That's
great. I'll just drop out.

I didn't want the job anyway.

Now, wait a minute. Now,
wait a minute. Hold on.

Do you think that I
can't win a fair election?

No, it's not that. If you
really want the job, it's yours.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

DISPATCHER ON RADIO:
Squad 51, rescue 205,

Overland Avenue, Apartment C.

Cross Street, Pacific.
Time out, 12:47.

Squad 51, KMG 365.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Here it is.

Ma'am, we're from
the fire department.

Yeah?

Did you call for us?

Yeah, I guess so.

He made me call you.

MAN: [MUFFLED] Hey,
somebody here? Somebody here?

Hey, you got to help me,
please. Please get me out of here.

Hey, would you help me? Would you
help me? Please get me out of here.

How'd he get in there?

I'm doing a life casting of him.

I'm just having a little
trouble getting the cast off.

How long has he been in there?

Not long, maybe about two hours.

Somebody please
get me out of here.

What's his name?

Roger.

Huh? Hey' Rose...

Listen, we're from the fire department,
and we're gonna get you out.

So, you just... You just relax.

Would you please
get me out of here?

Is he your husband?

Are you kidding?

No. He's just some guy
I met at a party.

Oh.

Hey, listen, watch it!

This stuff is hard as concrete.

It is plaster, reinforced
with a little white glue.

You used all this glue
on that plaster?

Well, yeah.

You know, every time I have tried to
do one of these whole body castings,

the mold breaks
when I try to remove it.

So this time,
I wasn't taking any chances.

I used the glue,
and then I dried it with the infrared lamp.

Roy, he's stuck to the chair.

Yeah.

Look,
do you have anything we can chip away?

No, you can't chip it,
you'll ruin it!

Hey, hurry up! Would you. Guys?

Listen, you shut up in there!

You're going to ruin the face!

Would you keep her away from me?

[STUTTERING] Hey,
can you just move back?

Thank you very much.

Oh, this is gonna take all day.

No kidding.

Well, this glue
is water soluble.

That is? ROY: Mmm-hmm.

Is this the stuff you used?

JULIE: Yes.

So is this.

Could you go get us
some water? Please?

We're gonna need
some towels, too.

I'm starting to itch.

Hey, it's soft enough to cut.

Look, don't you guys
have a saw of some kind?

Ma'am, I'm afraid
we'd hurt him with a saw.

Oh. Yeah.

JOHNNY: Yeah, this is real soft.

Now, you'll holler, Roger,
right, if I'm getting too close?

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Sorry.

Yeah, we're real close here.

You got it over there?

Yep.

This is coming here. Okay.

Wait a minute.

There we go. Okay.

I think I've got this.

You got it over there?

Yeah.

My nose! My nose!

Okay, okay, wait a minute.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

There we go.

Wait a minute, Roger.
You're okay.

Easy does it. Don't wanna
lose any hair in this thing.

There we go.

ROGER: Oh, thanks, man.

[ROGER SIGHING]

How do you feel?

How soon before you get
the rest of this thing off me?

All right, Roger.

We're gonna have you out of
here in just a few more seconds.

So, you just hang on, okay?

Okay, here we go.

You could have
at least saved an ear.

In fact, you just grab a hold of
my hand and we'll rip back, okay?

There we go.

There we go.

Feel better I bet, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Do you guys know
how much plaster costs?

I itch everywhere.

Everywhere.

Everywhere.

What do you guys know
about art? Fascists.

Oh, it's really easing off.

Oh, boy.

Your one chance to be
immortal and you blew it!

This broad lures me up to her
apartment to see her sculptures,

then she asks me
if I want to pose.

Yeah, you liked
the idea fine at the time.

I thought it was gonna be
some kind of kinky trip.

I didn't know she was gonna
seal me up in this cocoon.

There you go. Oh.

You feel okay?

Thanks, guys. Oh, I itch. Oh.

Oh.

I mean, I like kinky chicks,
but there's a limit.

No guts!

Say, fellas, I've always wanted
to do a casting on a fireman.

Huh?

Oh, yeah,
you guys are so heroic. How about it?

Well, we better...
Oh, well, yeah.

'Cause when we left,
we had dinner...

Oh, come on, you guys.

Listen, I won't
even use any glue.

No guts.

And the lumbar puncture shows marked
abnormalities in the cerebrospinal fluid.

[sum-nus]

It might be meningoencephalitis.

She's really set on catching
that plane with Tommy.

Now, well, that's impossible.

It's imperative Tommy
be admitted to the hospital.

She won't sign
the admitting forms.

You know,
I think she's running away from somebody.

You may be right, Dix.

It's just possible she doesn't
have legal custody of the child.

Alert the authorities,
see if you can locate the father.

That might be the fastest
way to get Tommy admitted.

Right.

[WHISTLING]

All at services squad.

Oh, good.

I'd like to talk to you a minute

about the election,
if it's okay?

Oh, yeah. Sure.
Go ahead. Talk away.

Well, I'm really flattered that the
guys asked me to run and everything,

but I don't care about it,
one way or another.

It really doesn't matter to me.

And if it matters to you,
I think you should have the job.

I think you'd make
a very good delegate.

Roy, I know exactly what
you're doing and I appreciate it.

And I really wanna win,
but I want you to run, too.

I just don't want this election
to come between us, that's all.

[SCOFFS] Why should
it come between us?

Tommy's test results.

Tommy? Tommy? Can you hear me?

How are you feeling?

[GROANING]

He's showing
a little more awareness.

Yeah, the CBC demonstrates
essentially a normal white count,

but there is a predominance
of lymphocytes.

With that abnormal lumbar
puncture and a white count,

we're probably dealing
with a virus.

You know, I palpated
an enlarged liver.

If his mother had said that
there was a prior illness,

I would suspect Reye's Syndrome.

Hmm.

Kel, Tommy's father
is in your office.

Oh,
good. Now maybe we can get some answers.

Mr. Lawson? I'm Dr. Brackett.

They told me you have my son.

Yes,
we do. Does Tommy live with you?

Well, I have custody of the boy.

My wife kidnapped him
two weeks ago.

I was afraid
they'd left the state.

Has Tommy been ill recently?

He had chicken pox
two weeks ago.

I see.

Mr. Lawson, we suspect
that Tommy is suffering

from an inflammation of the
tissue surrounding the brain.

He may have a disease
known as Reye's Syndrome,

which involves both
the brain and the liver.

It often follows a viral infection,
such as chicken pox.

How serious is it?

I'm afraid it's very serious.

Tommy must be hospitalized
for further tests and treatment.

I'll need you
to fill out some forms.

Whatever you say, Doctor.

Where is Tommy? Tommy Lawson.

What have you done with him?

The last time I saw him he was in that
treatment room and that was three hours ago.

We got a plane to catch
this afternoon.

Mrs. Lawson! Mrs. Lawson! Yes.

Dr. Brackett would like
to see you in his office.

I want my son!
You have no right...

Oh, no.

Why?

Why did you do it, Ellen?

I let you visit him
whenever you wanted to.

[STUTTERING]
I just wanted my baby.

Mrs. Lawson, do you realize your lack of
judgment might have cost Tommy his life?

Oh, what will I do?
What will I do?

Please, try to calm down.

Mrs. Lawson,
what you did today is a very serious thing.

I recommend that you get
psychiatric treatment.

Now, we have a clinic here. And if
you like, I'll set up an appointment.

Yes, only let me see Tommy.

You can both see him
as soon as he's admitted.

And I think it might be better for
Tommy if you visit him together.

Okay, Doctor.

This is Dr. Brackett. Admit
Tommy Lawson immediately.

Thank you.

Biscuits.

Mmm.

Want some milk?

[INDISTINCT MUTTERING]

Hey, Chet,
suppose I broke a tooth on one of these.

Is that a job-related injury?

Why don't you ask Roy and John.

Because they're both running for
the Benefit and Welfare committee.

STANLEY:
John, you're running, too?

Sure, that's why they
haven't talked to each other

since they sat down.

Hi, Roy.

Hi, John.

John, what made you
decide to run, too?

'Cause I wanted to.

But you guys don't have to
vote for me if you don't want to.

Oh, I got an open mind.
Let's hear your platforms.

Platforms?

Yeah, so we'll know
who to vote for.

Yeah. Let's have a debate.

Well, I'm not much of a debater.

Neither am I.

STANLEY: Well, give it a try.

Okay. One point.

I think that I have more
time for the job than Roy.

And I think
Roy'|| agree with that.

Well, not really.

Why not?

Well, come on, Roy. I mean,
you got a family, you got kids.

You should devote
your time to them.

Well, maybe so. But you
spend an awful lot of time

hustling dates, don't you?

Yeah, well it doesn't get in
the way of my doing a job.

My family doesn't get in
the way of my doing my job.

Well, I mean, if you want to get
personal I can get personal, too.

Hold it. Wait a minute.

This is stupid. This conversation
we're having right now is stupid.

Let's drop it.

I agree.

Okay, but wait a minute.

How're we going to
decide who to vote for?

That's your problem.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

DISPATCHER ON RADIO: Station 51,
Truck 127, man trapped on a crane.

6500 Fairfax. Time out, 18:48.

STANLEY: Station 51,


[SIRENS WAILING]

We got a man hung up
on the tower crane.

CHET: The aerial ladder
will never reach that.

Chet, you and Marco get lifelines,
a stokes and belt.

Mike, stay on the radio.

Yeah.

LA, Engine 51. Return Truck 127.

All right, let's go.

DISPATCHER: Engine 51.

How'd this happen?

I don't know. Charlie
jumped off the tracks.

The super and the crane
operator went out to fix it.

The operator got his arm caught
between the jib and the trolley.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Is he hooked on
with a safety line?

He should be. It's procedure.

How bad is he hurt, you know?

No, not exactly. But he's
gotta be hurting pretty bad

with his arm trapped like that.

Is the other man still up there?

No,
he went up on the roof for some tools.

CHUCK: I'll give you a hand.

Okay, thanks.

Hey, how you doing?

LOUIE: Oh, my arm's
busted. Help me.

He says his arm's busted.

Okay, Louie, I'm gonna
get you outta there.

LOUIE: [GRUNTING] Hurry.

Okay.

[LOUIE GROANING]

LOUIE: Can you pull
my feet over...

JOHNNY: Okay,
all right. Hang on.

[SCREAMING]

LOUIE: Easy with that! Easy!

Okay.

Wait a minute, Louie.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING] It's hung
up. Too heavy to lift.

We gotta get some
pressure off these arms.

Is there any way we
can take the load off him?

Well, his arms are close here.

He's awful close to that
load line. Little lower.

JOHNNY: Well,
let me get him... Get him up here.

Get your foot up.

[LOUIE GROANING] Okay.

[PANTING]

Cap, this is Roy.

We're gonna have to take the load
off this trolley before we can move him.



Can you operate that crane?

Sure, let's go.

Hey, Marco,
hand me those lifelines.

Yeah, thank you.

Okay.

Johnny, isn't there any way we can get
him out of here without moving the trolley?

Well, if there is,
I don't know which way.

Okay, now hang on.

Put your...

Put your weight here.
Okay, good.

Louie, when we move it

try to keep away
from that wheel, okay?

Just keep pushing
your body away from it.

Okay, can you lower it, Roy?

I'm set.

JOHNNY: Okay.

All right,
Cap. We'll lower it real slow.

STANLEY: [ON RADIO] 10-4, Roy.

Okay, just keep your foot
away from that wheel, all right?

[GROANING]

LOUIE: Hold it! My legs!

Roy, push away.

ROY: Cap,
we got a man trapped up here. Back it up!

Back it up!

All right, just hang on
for a second.

Don't you look down
there below on the cap.

Okay.

[GRUNTING]

Get his legs up there.

Just hurt a leg.

How about the first guy?

He's secured.

Let's get this thing down first.

There you go.

Cap,
we've got another injured man up here.

We're gonna need help.

STANLEY: [ON RADIO]
We're on our way.

[SIREN WAILING]

Cap, we're gonna need
the stokes up here.

Yeah.

Chet, line coming down
for a stokes.

Okay, Cap. We're ready for him.

He's got
a severed artery, Johnny.

JOHNNY: Okay.

Okay.

Put a compress
on his forehead here.

STANLEY: Move us over the roof.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Now if you can help us,
help us all you can, okay?

Yeah, this leg.

Why don't you hand me that
yellow blanket back there, Cap?

Yeah, yellow blanket.

We'll tie him here.

All right, pull on that line.

JOHNNY: Wait a minute, now.

ROY: Okay.

What's going on?

Hey, leave me alone.
I'm all right.

Now, take this guy
down to the ambulance

and bring the gurney
back up for the other one.

Okay.

Okay, take her up.

Watch it. Watch it.

JOHNNY: Okay, hold on. We're going
to have you down in just one minute.

How is that arm doing?

LOUIE: [GROANING] It hurts.

All right.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Okay.

JOHNNY: Yeah? Yeah.

Tell them to lower it.

Lower the load!

Fine. The load's off.

Cap? Yeah.

Need a little hand here
to get him out.

STANLEY: Ls the safety off?

Yeah, I got it off.
All right, hang on to him.

Okay. I got him.

All right, wait now,
let me get around here.

[GROANING]

JOHNNY: Okay, ready?

Easy now. STANLEY: Yeah.

[GROANING]

JOHNNY: Got him? STANLEY: Yeah.

JOHNNY: Can you twist
your leg around?

If you can help us all you can.

[LOUIE GROANING]

No, no, no.
I'm in a bad position here.

Okay. ROY: Little bit.

Louie, lift off.

All right.

You got it? Yeah.

STANLEY: Just a little more.

All right, I'll get the pack.

Okay.

Coming close? Yup.

That's the end. All right.

Okay.

How're they doing?

They're gonna be all right. The company
doctor met them down at the ambulance.

You fellows can work
my high steel any time.

All right. Thanks a lot.

Well, meet you down there.

[WHISTLING]

Morning. Hey, morning.

How you doing? Fine.

You haven't heard anything
about the election or...

No, have you?

No, I haven't heard a thing.

Hey, you know, Roy,
I've been thinking.

No matter
how this thing turns out

I don't want any hard
feelings between you and I.

I feel exactly the same way.

I mean, after all
it's just an election.

Whether you win or I win,
it doesn't make any difference.

It really doesn't.

Yeah. Really doesn't.

I agree with you wholeheartedly.

No matter what happens
it's all the same, right?

Right. Okay.

Morning. Morning. How you doing?

Morning.

Election results just came in
from the battalion headquarters.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

You wouldn't believe it.

Who won?

Peterson at 116's,
by a landslide.

Peterson.

Peterson.

Good man, Peterson.

Yeah.

[MUMBLING] He's a good man.