Emergency! (1972–1979): Season 1, Episode 2 - Botulism - full transcript

(Roy) Man, you
sure are dedicated.

This is the only place in the
station I can find any privacy.

”1000 Practical Jokes, ”

When you get on a kick

there's no stoppin'
you, is there?

Kick?

You call it a kick?

Review the case history.

Who had the syrup
poured in his boots?

Me.

Two days later,



whose helmet had the
cupcake taped inside?

Mine.

Last shift,

who had his bed
floured and had to roll out

looking like the White Knight?

Not you, partner.

No, sir, I'm not
resting till I get even.

I don't know who
this wise guy is...

[alarm buzzing]

(man on radio)
Engine 51, Squad 51,

Truck 8: Construction accident,

225 East Boyle. 225 East Boyle.

Cross street, Indian a.

Time out 0830.



Station 51, 10-4.

[siren wailing]

(dispatcher on radio) Engine
110, Boats 110 and 210

Engine 58, Engine
38, Squad 18...

What happened?

Rope broke on the bosun's
chair, dropped him about 20 feet.

He'd have dropped all the way
down if the block hadn't jammed.

We was too scared
to try and move him.

How long ago was this?

At least 15 minutes now.

The way he's hangin', five-to-one
we got a broken back on our hands.

(Roy) Yeah, and a lot of pain.

We need a rope
and safety harness.

We'll have to rappel
down to free him.

We better not wait
for the ladder truck.

Lopez and Kelly
will haul the gear.

Right, Captain.

First-aid equipment
and radio, let's go.

Okay, partner, let's go get him.

Right.

It's a long way up there.

(Roy) It sure is.

[man chattering on radio]

Give me that rope.

Why you?

Why not?

This edge is pretty sharp,
I'm gonna need your coat.

[dispatcher chattering on radio]

Grab that line.

Oh, do somethin', please.

The pain, I can't stand it.

Easy, mister. We'll have
you out of there in a shake.

(man) Help, please.

[grunts]

(Roy) Block is free.
Lower him down.

[siren wailing]

[dispatcher chattering on radio]

Engine 51, Squad 51.

(Roy) ..Stokes stretcher
and sandbags with that ladder.

Squad 51, 10-4.

Send up the Stokes stretcher,
sandbags with the ladder.

[man groaning]

Vacuum splint.

[groans]

We have to immobilize your head

to keep it in line
with your body.

You just hold on.

[groans]

[groaning]

[groans]

Please,

can't you do somethin'
about the pain?

It's killin' me.

I can't stand it.

Let me give it to you straight.

When we move you
it has to be all at once.

It's essential that
we keep your spine

in the same
plane that it is now.

One wrong move, there's
no tellin' what could happen.

It could cut nerve tissue
or any number of things.

What are you tryin' to tell me?

We need your help
when we make that move.

I know you're in pain. It's
that pain that's got to tell us

whether we're makin' the wrong
kind of move, you understand?

No pain reliever?

You just got to hold on until
we get you to the hospital.

I don't think I can.

Get him up.

[dispatcher chattering on radio]

[groaning]

[groans]

(Roy) Okay, one movement,
easy and level on three.

One. Two. Three.

[grunts]

All right, again, one
movement on three.

One. Two. Three.

[groaning]

Bring in those sandbags.

Right.

You are on your way
home. How do you feel?

I wish I could pass out.

You've got a lot of guts.

I wish we could've done
somethin' for your pain.

So do I, fireman, but thanks.

Let's go.

[siren wailing]

Straight to X-ray,
orthopedics on standby.

Dr. Brackett has
Joe Early en route.

You'd think we'd get used to it.

Seeing all that pain?

No, Johnny.

If you're any good,
you never get used to it.

But you feel so helpless.
We had the means.

And Dr. Early wouldn't
have been able

to get to first base
in a diagnosis.

In the long run he's better off.

I still wish we
could've done more.

[wireless beeping]
Join the team.

(man on radio) Squad
51, Possible heart case.

244 Anchor. 244 Anchor.

Cross street Vernon.

Time out 12:36.

Squad 51, 10-4. Let's go.

Recognize the address?

Yeah.

(Myron) Come in. Come in.

[door closing]

This is number three
this month, Mr. Gilmore.

It's the real thing
this time. I know it is.

Were you having another
argument, Mr. Gilmore?

I know what it must look like.

I even suspected Martha
was up to her old tricks.

Well, I waited a full 10
minutes before I called.

It's not like before.

I wouldn't bet on
it, Mr. Gilmore.

She's been like that
for about 20 minutes.

She hasn't moved a muscle.

She looks terrible.

What was the argument
about this time, Mr. Gilmore?

Well, I asked her real nice.

I didn't mean to start nothin'.

I just feel a wife should get up

and cook a man his breakfast.

Send him off to
work right, you know?

She didn't want to get up.

Maybe I shouldn't have asked.

Well, I finally said, "Okay,
okay, go back to bed."

And she started gettin'
all flustered and red-faced

like when she gets mad.

Then when I started
talkin' back she just

upped and keeled
over on the couch.

I guess I shouldn't have
talked back the way I did.

Boomin' strong as a horse.

You're faking
again, Mrs. Gilmore.

Well, it sure doesn't
look like an act.

Martha?

Martha, can you hear me?

I don't think so. Say, uh,

maybe you better
radio the hospital

on that, uh, that little
telephone of yours.

I don't think they want to
be bothered, Mr. Gilmore.

What do you say, Doctor?

A little spirit for the soul?

I'd say the diagnosis
calls for that.

Oh, you're gonna give
her some medicine, huh?

Doctor DeSoto's elixir
for reparation, renovation,

and general overall revival
of perfidious ailments.

Must be good stuff.

[sighs]

In this case, the best.

[exclaims]

[Martha coughing]

What is that stuff?

What are you doing to me?

Smelling salts.

An unconscious person
would hardly react to it.

Well, now, that's
a rotten trick.

[Martha coughing]

You've got to stop faking these
heart attacks, Mrs. Gilmore.

We can't keep rolling
out here like this.

And why not?

It's your job, isn't it?

That's right.

It is our job to provide
emergency service to you

and a couple hundred
thousand other people.

Right now, in this whole county,

there are 60 trained paramedics

for over 7,500,000 people.

And that means when we
get tied up on a case like this

we can't be available for someone
who might really be in trouble.

Well, it's his fault.

Gettin' me up at all
sorts of dumb hours.

He's been driving for that
stupid bus line, 15 years now.

You'd think he could get
a route with better hours.

That's my route, Martha.

Those people know me.
I just can't run out on 'em.

You see? You see?

Mr. Considerate for
everyone but his wife.

Well, think of your
poor wife for once.

"Oh, I just can't run out on
all those wonderful people."

You worm! You
shouldn't talk like that

in front of these
young men, Martha.

Oh, I shouldn't, should I?

Well, let me tell you
something, Myron Gilmore.

We got to be goin'.

What do you mean saying that

I didn't fix your
breakfast nice?

Hope we won't see
you again, Mrs. Gilmore.

Well, I cooked your
breakfast, I boiled those eggs

and now you tell
me I burnt your toast

and... and that I got
eggshells in your eggs...

Think we'll be back?

You can count on it.

(Martha) ...your poor wife
for once. Oh, I should have...

(woman on PA system)
Dr. Canter, Treatment Room 4.

Maybe some itching
powder will do the trick.

Bad idea. Besides, you don't
even know who to use it on.

Oh, I'll find out.
Don't worry about that.

The important thing
is figuring a gimmick

to get back at
him, whoever he is.

How about short-sheeting
his bed, if you find out.

Uh, too conventional.

I need something imaginative.
Something with a little zing to it.

How about some
glue in his helmet?

You've been watching too many

Saturday morning
cartoons, Johnny.

Mornin'. Nice day isn't it?

Wonderful.

Hey, Dix, we need some supplies.

How about it?

Ask Nurse Walters.

I did, but she needs
your okay first.

All right, you have it.

Kind of chilly in here.

Yeah. I guess we're in the way.

I don't know, Dix.

I just can't diagnose
your problem.

Maybe that's because
I haven't got one.

Then what are you mad about?

I'm not mad.

I'm just concerned about
young student nurses

not being frightened away
from the hospital in the first week.

Because of a grouchy doctor
who has zero understanding.

That student nurse pulled

a completely inexcusable stunt

and you know it.

And it's my job to see that their
mistakes are corrected, not yours.

You had no business
jumping on her like you did.

We covered that
subject last night, too.

Only part of it.

You walked out, remember?

I didn't feel like I was
welcome anymore.

That's no reason to walk
out on a perfectly good dinner,

which, by the way, I
spent two hours preparing.

Preparing what?

The dinner or the argument?

Oh, you're impossible,
Dr. Brackett.

Absolutely impossible.

It's just that I resent
being set up for the kill.

I thought we had a pact, Dix.

Hospital business
stays at the hospital.

I merely mentioned
it in passing.

Yeah, like a passing truck.

Why is it you make such a
big deal out of everything?

(woman on PA
system) Dr. Brackett,

Dr. Brackett, go
to Treatment Five.

Who was it that
made the big deal

about my criticizing
that student nurse?

Treatment Five, Dr. Brackett.

I'll wash your cup.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

What kept you so long?

A question with a question:
Where's the emergency?

You're looking at it.

You lost me, Doctor.

I'm the patient.

Oh, what's the problem?

Promise you'll
keep it to yourself?

Doctor-patient relationships
have always been confidential.

I feel like such a fool.

But that's not why
you called me?

No. I was making my
early-morning rounds.

Mrs. Parker in 402,

she thought my stethoscope
was a little too cold.

She jumped and here I am.

You mean... Yeah.

I can't get it out.

I don't know, Joe.

It's in there pretty tight.

I'm gonna need some help.

I was afraid you'd say that.

Okay.

Forceps.

And that, Dr. Early, is that.

You can continue
your rounds now.

Thank you, Dr. Brackett.

A fine demonstration of surgical
expertise if I ever saw one.

Thank you.

That expertise will
be reflected in my bill.

I should've kept my mouth shut.

Thanks for the hand, Dix.

You might try to check your
squad out first thing in the morning.

Sorry, Captain. I won't
let it happen again, sir.

All right, who's
cooking in there?

Oh, I am, sir.

Okay, men, shell it out.

Menu for this evening's dinner

is going to be an
epicurean's delight.

Where have you been?

Out at my car. Had
to get something.

Wait till you see it.

Ooh, is revenge gonna be sweet!

Two days off and
you're still on that kick?

Yeah, and I'm pretty
sure who my target is.

Okay, we have a Girl
Scout tour at 11:30.

Stoker, you handle that.

Chief's inspection, 1600.

I want everything tiptop.

Let's hit the hose room.

The C-shift changed
a lot of hose yesterday.

[clears throat]

Wait till you see it.
It is sheer genius.

I can't wait. What is it?

A box of soft creams

and a pure garlic extract.

Now, you know how candy
always disappears around here?

If I put this
garlic in a syringe

and inject it into
the chocolates

and just let them lay around...

The chocolate thief
gets a mouthful of garlic.

Exactly.

You're too much, you know it?

I knew you'd recognize
genius when you saw it.

[alarm buzzing]

(dispatcher on radio)
Station 51: industrial accident,

Mammoth Studios.

2116 Century, Stage 42.

2116 Century, Stage 42.

Time out 0830.

Station 51, 10-4.

[sirens wailing]

His name is Jim Parker.
He was setting up a shot.

He fell off this
parallel up here.

I can't figure it. So
many safety holds.

Man, I don't know what happened.

My head started spinnin'.

The next thing I know
I'm flat on my back.

Broken leg.

Better get a leg splint on.

You didn't just trip
or anything, huh?

No, like I said,
everything got fuzzy

and I guess that's when I fell.

No apparent sign of head injury.

What hospital are
you taking me to?

Rampart Emergency.

Paul, would you
give the wife a call?

She can meet us there.

I'll do better than that.

I'll see to it she's delivered.

Will you open that box, please?

[people chattering]

How do I check out?

You've got a broken
leg, that's for sure.

But what caused the fall?

You ever had
dizzy spells before?

No, never.

As a matter of fact, I've never
been sick a day in my life.

But this has sure been
a different kind of a day.

Better bring that gurney on in.

I'll let Rampart
know what's coming.

Rampart Base, Rescue 51.

Rampart Base, Rescue 51.

I don't know, Doc. It...

It started when I... When
I got up this morning.

My head was spinning

and I... I just couldn't
get orientated.

You know the rest.
I took a dive at work

and ended up with a broken leg.

And smashed a $4,000 camera.

What time did all this start?

Around 5:30,
when I first got up.

Hmm, that's about 4 hours.

Are you better or worse?

It's worse.

Headache,

sore throat,

I can't see straight
half the time,

and really nauseous.

Is your vision blurred?

Yeah.

Kind of. It's... It's...

It's kind of like everything
is doubled, you know?

Take a deep breath.

Come on, a deep breath.

[gasping]

Is it difficult to breathe?

Yeah.

It's been gettin'
worse all morning.

Are you taking
any medicine, Jim?

No, Doc.

[continues gasping]

I was as healthy as a horse.

What about sleeping pills?

I don't believe in 'em.

Doc, it's...

It's getting awfully
hard to breathe, I swear.

[choking]

Respiratory arrest.
Endotracheal tube, quick!

[breathing heavily]

It won't go.

Laryngospasm, intubation's out.

Get a team, Bird
respirator and a trach kit.

We're goin' in.

[cardiograph beeping]

Swab. All the way up.

Scalpel.

Learn it, Doctor.

Transverse incision.

Below the cricoid cartilage.

Extending from the thyroid notch

almost to the
suprasternal notch.

Hemostat.

Scalpel.

The trachea is open.

The trach tube is inserted.

Suction.

The cannula is tied
around the neck.

Bag.

He's got air.

Nurse.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Rapid respiratory paralysis.

Why?

I wish I knew.

From what we could determine,

he went through an
initial period of dizziness.

Followed by nausea,
headache, sore throat,

and impaired vision.

And then complete
respiratory paralysis?

What's your evaluation, Joe?

All the general
symptoms of an overdose.

Hmm, I don't think so.

The lab reports aren't back yet,

but both he and his wife
indicate no pills of any kind.

You can't always
count on that, Kell.

You're right. But
here's the clincher. Dix.

Mr. Parker,

I want you to raise
your index finger

on your left hand.

[cardiograph beeping]

Generalized paralysis.

Developed in the last half hour.

But still in control of
his mental processes.

Rule out an OD?

Yeah. But it doesn't give
me a diagnosis, either.

I've got the same hang-up.

(woman on PA
system) Dr. Brackett,

your test results are
in Treatment One.

Dr. Bracken.

Join me?

Are you kidding?
You've got me hooked.

Nothing.

Here's the lab report.

Blood, urine, X-rays.
Everything negative.

Right back where we started.

A broken leg. And
that is nowhere.

I don't like it, Joe. I
don't like it one bit.

Come on, let's...
let's skull it out.

His symptoms, they're
telling us something.

Okay. Let's start at the top.

Dizziness, nausea,
impaired vision...

Vision.

(Joe) What?

Dix, what was it Parker
said about his vision?

As I recall, he said he
couldn't see straight.

You asked him if it was blurred.

And he said doubled up?

Double vision.

That's right. He did.

I don't follow your
discovery, Kell.

Well, maybe it's
not a discovery, Joe.

Let's call it a long shot.

Okay, I'm listening.

Botulinous intoxication.

Botulism?

It's a reasonable
scientific diagnosis.

Okay, I agree the
symptoms match,

but they go with a
lot of other disorders.

And we could spend the
next week rulin' them out.

I say we proceed on the
basis of botulinus intoxication.

Kell, do you know
what you're saying?

There's a lot at stake.

At least get a lab
on it to confirm it first.

Lab results will take too long.

To my knowledge

there's never been a
single case of botulism.

It's always a group outbreak.

But a premature
announcement, Kell.

It could throw the
whole city into panic.

Look at the machinery
that goes into action.

Drug houses, transportation,

health investigators.

Then we better get 'em rolling.

Because If I'm right a
lot of people can be saved

by finding the source.

And if you're wrong?

Dix, notify the
health department.

Tell them the chief
of emergency services

has diagnosed a
probable case of botulism.

And it's not an
infection, Mrs. Parker.

It's a poisoning.

And the immediate source is food

containing botulinous toxin.

The toxin is formed
by what we call

anaerobic growth
of spores in food.

Usually eaten uncooked
and from jars or cans

inadequately processed
during canning.

And that's what's
wrong with Jimmy?

Well, possibly not.

But I'm going on that
assumption for now.

Oh. If it is?

Well, then what's important

is for us to locate
the food source

and everyone that's
been exposed to it.

You mean it's possible that
I poisoned Jimmy at home?

Well, most cases result
from home-canned foods,

but there have been
occasions of poisoning

in commercial products.

I've never used
home-canned food,

but we use other
canned foods every day

from a dozen different products.

How could you
ever possibly find it?

Well, first we start with
a study of the food habits

and recent food history
of the person attacked.

If your husband
has been poisoned,

odds are it's been
from something

he's eaten within
the last 36 hours.

Oh, he's had dozens
of different things to eat

since before this
time yesterday.

Then we have to
identify every one of them.

And there are some
that I don't know.

I mean, he eats
away from home, too.

Mrs. Parker, you're
the only person

that can help with
what you do know.

The health department
will put everything possible

into finding the source.

If you weren't with
Jim at a certain meal,

we'll try to track down
someone that was.

Right now, you're all
we have to give us leads.

And what good will it do?

If you are right
and it is botulism,

will it help Jimmy?

Will it keep him
alive to find it?

Will it, Doctor?

(Dixie) Yeah. Right away.

Okay. Thank you.

Where are we?

The lab's taken
the gastric washings

from Jim Parker.

They are working on it now.

Antitoxin?

We're lucky.

Lederle Laboratories is
the only place that makes it.

They've got a branch
office five miles from here

and are sending some over.

Joe?

Health department called back.

Any problem?

They wanted to know
if botulism is verified.

(Brackett) And?

I told them the truth.

One possible case.
Lab results pending.

And one of the best
doctors in the county

calling the shots.

Their answer?

Everything and everybody
they have is going into high gear.

I guess your
reputation paid off.

Oh, for once, it got me
more than a cup of coffee.

I just hope it's
that way tomorrow.

You're taking one
large-sized risk, Kell.

(Roy on radio)
Rampart Rescue 51,

51, this is Rampart. Go ahead.

Rampart, we have
a female patient,

age 24. Patient
appears to be in shock.

No injuries, apparent illness.

Extreme weakness and vomiting.

Vital signs: 100 over 70.

Rate 120 and thready.

Impaired respiration,
impaired vision, sore throat.

51, is the impaired
vision double

and the patient nauseous?

That's 10-4, Rampart.

51, what's the patient's
name and address?

Her name is Ilene Samuels,
1002 Kelmore Street.

Stay with me, 51.

What is it, Kell?

A hunch.

Nurse, this is Dr. Brackett.

See if Mrs. Parker knows
a woman by the name

of Ilene Samuels
on Kelmore Street

and if she's been
with her recently.

Thanks.

51. This is Rampart.
Start immediate IV.

DW5. Stay with me on air,

and get her in here
as fast as you can.

51, 10-4.

The Parker woman knows her.

They ate together at
the yacht club yesterday.

It's no good, Kell.
She can't talk.

I'll handle the trach.

Test for antitoxin sensitivity.

What's with all the
questions on the radio?

A lot of important answers,

and I hope you've got 'em.

Roy, were you able to
get the specifics of exactly

what she had to
eat at the yacht club?

I don't know if I got it all

before she went
into respiratory arrest.

But here it is.

Look this over.

Try to remember if your husband

had any of those dishes.

I'm not sure.

Try, Mrs. Parker.
It's important.

Oh, he did have
the salad and gelatin.

What about the main course?

Oh, the stroganoff.
He had the stroganoff.

Did you?

No. There were so
many other dishes,

I gave Jim a bad time
because he didn't eat mine.

Yours?

It was a potluck affair.

All the girls in the auxiliary
brought a different dish.

Do you remember who
brought the stroganoff?

I think it was Nancy Dickson.

Yes. Yes, I'm sure it was Nancy.

Jim raved about it

and I remember Nancy
taking all the bows.

You're sure?

Nancy's pretty,

has a wonderful
personality, and she's single.

I was jealous.

(reporter #1) Here he comes now.

Doctor, we'd like
to get the full story.

What's going on?

What is this anyway?

We heard the word
"botulism" bouncing around.

There's been no
verification of botulism.

Then why are health
department personnel

crawling all over the place?

You'll have to ask them.

We did. Come on,
Doctor, what's the story?

I'm not in a
position to comment.

We heard you're looking into
a yacht club and stroganoff.

Where did you get that?

Sources downtown.

How about it, Doc?
What's the connection?

No comment.

Look, Doc, we
know there's a story.

Give it to us now.
We'll meet the deadline.

I'll notify the
health department.

I guess they have a leak.

The press?

And we haven't been able to
get through to Nancy Dickson.

The phone is tied up.

What about the health
department people?

Are they rolling?

The inspectors are
chasing down leads

on the 30 people who
attended the dinner.

We don' t know where
her name is on the list.

How sure are you it is
something in the stroganoff?

I'm not sure at all, Joe.

Call it a shaky
process of elimination.

[radio buzzing] Another one
of your scientific hunches?

I took the dive, Joe.

And I'm going to stay with it.

We wait for verification,

there's no telling how
widespread the distribution can get.

And Nancy Dickson is the key?

To a dozen possibilities
in a stroganoff recipe.

Right.

We're rolling again.
A building collapsed.

They think a child's trapped.

Well, keep in touch then.

We'll be at the radio.

Have we heard from the lab yet?

We're still working
on the culture.

And your neck is
still on the block.

Right along with how
many other people

who might be exposed
to a potential killer.

[siren wailing]

Are you one of the boys
who was playing in there?

We're in a lot of trouble, huh?

Just tell us what happened, son.

Well, me and Tommy
were just playin' around.

We didn't mean anything.

Just knockin' around, you know?

Go on.

Well, Tommy got away from
me and ran into another room.

Then I heard this crashing
and the whole room fell down.

I couldn't find him anyplace.

We'll check it out.

Tommy?

Tommy?

Tommy?

Do you know where
Tommy lives, son?

He's an orphan kid.

Lives in one of those...
What do you call it?

A foster home?

Yeah, but I don't know where.

He don't like 'em too much.

That's why he hangs around here.

Is Tommy your age, son?

I'm 11. He's eleven-and-a-half.

How does it look in there?

Not good.

I'd like you to show me
where you last saw him, okay?

We're in trouble, huh?

No. But we could
sure use your help.

Sure.

He went in the room right there.

Second door.

We'll get some
help. Come on, son.

Get the Kennedy probe.

[radio buzzing]

[men chattering]

Tommy?

Tommy?

If he was in here
when this wall let go,

he might be trapped behind it.

We try to dig him out
now, that wall won't stand.

It's barely holding
together now.

I'll go outside

and see if we can't
dig him out from there.

All right.

We've got help coming.

Should be here in five minutes.

He could be behind that wall.

There's so much
timber jammed in there,

I couldn't see a thing.

Could be in a pocket,
might not be buried at all.

Yeah. If this wall
goes, we're in trouble.

I've got somethin'.

It's a kid. He's coughing.

Sounds like he's
having trouble breathing.

Let's get the air
pump and an overshot.

Try to pinpoint him.

Well, it's loudest here.

Sounds like he's on the far end.

We can get in from the outside.

We can cut a hole
through the side wall.

Agent 51, Stoker.

Bring in the K-12 saw
with the concrete blade.

Tell them to bring the radio.

Stoker, bring the radio in.

(Stoker) 10-4,

Slide the overshot in
alongside the probe.

It'll put air right on him.

Rampart Base, Rescue 51.

Rampart Base?

Go ahead, 51.

We have an 11-year-old boy

trapped in a building collapse.

Life sounds evident.

We're presently
pumping air into him,

There is imminent danger
of further wall collapse.

No request, Merely an update.

10-4, 51.

That poor kid.

Kell? The health
department just called.

They have two patients at
Harbor General, all the symptoms.

Do they have a background?

Yes. Both of them
from the yacht club.

Both had stroganoff.

(Nancy) My name
is Nancy Dickson.

You're Nancy Dickson?

I heard on the news you
were looking for someone

who made a dish of stroganoff

for a yacht club
party yesterday.

It's really a very
simple recipe.

Round steak,

onions and mushrooms
and sour cream.

It couldn't have been my
canned mushrooms, could it?

Please tell me it wasn't.

Tommy?

Can you hear me?

(Tommy) Yeah. I hear you.

I'm stuck. I can't move.

Everything is going
to be okay, champ.

I'll need some pry bars.

Captain, two pry bars.

How you feelin'?
You hurt anywhere?

Just my leg, a little
bit. I think it's scratched.

Well, we'll fix that.
You just hold on.

Take that part of the
timber and I'll take this.

We'll pry it up.

[sighs]

My leg! It's pushing
against my leg.

Which direction is the
pressure coming from?

This way. From my
knee all the way down.

Better try something else.

You can't get me out.
You can't, can you?

Take it easy. If
we can't do it alone,

we got lots of other
people out there to help.

This is the thing that's
holdin' everything down.

Let's try to move
it out of the way.

All right.

[creaking]

[both grunting]

Now we move that timber,

the whole wall is going
to fall right on top of us.

You can get me out, can't you?

Take it easy, Tommy. We're
trying to find a better way to do it.

Trust us, now, huh?

(Captain) How
does it look in there?

No good.

We either put
pressure on his leg

or this wall comes down on us.

I've got an idea.

We get the Portapower and put
one end of it up here and one here.

To take the place of this?

Right.

Let's go with the Portapower.

Get the Portapower.

The wall! It's falling!
It's going to fall, isn't it?

(John) Tommy, stop it now.

You're going to be
all right. Believe me.

The wall's falling more!
It is, isn't it? Isn't it?

Tommy, stop!

We've got plenty of time.

The important thing
is that you don't panic.

We need all the help
you can give us. Okay?

I'll try.

Here it is.

[ambulance siren wailing]

All right.

[debris falling]

It's caving in!

Take it easy. Just take it easy.

I don't know if
she's going to hold.

It's got to.

You know if this jack
slips, we've had it.

Try it. Just try it.

[John grunts]

[breathing heavily]

[groans]

Is his leg free?

Right.

[Tommy groans]

There, didn't I tell you

everything was
going to be a-okay?

You know what?

What?

I'm going to be a
fireman when I grow up.

Rampart, Rescue 51.

This is Rampart, go ahead, 51.

Rescue 51. Rescue complete.

The boy is en route
to your location,

What condition is he in, 51?

Bruised and scared...

And in need of a little
TLC from Nurse McCall.

TLC?

Tender loving care, Doctor.

Rescue 51, we're
returning to quarters.

10-4, 51.

10-4, Rampart.

You're off the hook, Kell.

The lab report.
They just finished it.

Kell?

All tests positive.

Botulinus intoxication.

Was it the stroganoff?

Yeah.

That means all those who ate it

are accounted for
and under treatment.

Looks like you lucked out, Kell.

No. Not me, Joe. The victims.

A change of clothes, hot shower,

that epicurean delight

is going to make me ready
for a long night's sleep.

Can't wait to eat.

Mmm.

Mmm-hmm.

Oh.

[gagging]

Got you again, huh?

And with your own candy.

If I were you, Johnny,
you know what I'd do?

I'd just quit before you
booby-trapped yourself

right into Rampart Emergency.

[sighing]

Oh, man!