Emergency! (1972–1979): Season 2, Episode 19 - Boot - full transcript

That's funny.

Boot hasn't even
touched his food.

There must be something
wrong with him. Where is he?

He was around here
about an hour ago.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure. He
slobbered all over me.

Well, maybe he got shut in
the storeroom by accident.

Huh?

Yeah.

[ Man Whistles ]

[ Whistling Continues ]



Hey, Cap, you seen
Boot? Not recently, John.

[ Whistling Continues ]

Boot.

He just wouldn't wander off.

Yeah, not on an empty
stomach he wouldn't.

[ Whistles Boot.

Well, he doesn't seem to bein
there. [ Whistling Continues ]

Come on, boy. Let's go. Let's go,
boy. Come on. Come on. Come on.

[ Whistling ] Come on.

Well, he's gotta be some place.

Yeah, but where? Hey,
Chet, come on. Give us a hand.

Hey, Boot, come on, boy.

Did you check under the bed?

That's it. Come on.



Here he is.

Come here, Boot.
Come on. [ Whining ]

What's with him?
[Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Squad
51, an accident.

6723 1/4 South
Beech. Apartment 8.

6723 1/4 South
Beech. Apartment 8.

Cross street Maple.
Time out 1234.

Squad 51, 10-4. KMG-365.

[ Engine Starts ]

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Siren Wailing ]

Apartment 8. Here it is.

[ Doorbell Rings ]

Let's try the back.

[ Woman Groans
] Fire department!

Yes, yes, it's locked, but
I think the window's open.

- Hi.
- Hi. Are you hurt?

Oh, no, but I'm
kinda caught here.

Listen, / dialed you with
a fork. Oh, good thinkin'.

Oh, yeah. Hey,
how'd this happen?

Well, I just bent over to see how
it was coming, and it grabbed me.

Hmm.

You wanna cut
the hair? No, no, no.

Not tonight. I’m expecting company
tonight. It's a special occasion.

Oh, these things must
come apart for cleaning.

Oh, oh, and I just
had it done. What?

My hair. Oh, your hair.

But it's a special occasion.
This fella I met, Bob,

a very nice guy from the office
is coming over this evening.

Oh, well— With his mother.

At 7:00. I’m making
gigot en patie.

That's boned leg of
lamb in a puff pastry crust,

baked in a 350-degree
oven for two hours.

That sounds great.

- Thanks. Farci.
- Who?

That's the stuffing, goes inside
the leg of lamb where the bone was.

Yeah. Oh. Oh.

You know, this all
sounds rather difficult.

Well, Bob likes hamburger, but with his
mother coming and all, you understand.

Oh, yeah, I gotcha.

There. Oh, thank you.

I think some of it got ground up
in there. Too much, do you think?

Well, you're right. And
this is a special evening.

I want everything to go just perfectly,
so I guess I'd better start all over.

You're okay otherwise? Yes, I am.
Thank you, boys. Thank you so much.

Ciao. Well... Oh.

Okay, well, look. Good
luck on that. Oh, thanks.

You know, if you're
gonna do this again, I’d tie

your hair back out of
the way so it doesn't...

Yes, I will. Bye.
Here. Can you get it?

Okay, I got it. All
right. Bye-bye. Good.

Be careful. I will.
Bye. Thank you.

Ooh. Ooh.

I sure wish we knew
what was wrong with Boot.

Hey, look, will you stop worrying?
It's probably nothing much.

Your dog ever do that?

Sometimes he
gets a little finicky.

No, no, this is
more than finicky.

Well, the trouble is
a dog can't tell you

what's going on, what
he feels or how he hurts.

I know. It might be
something serious.

Squad 51, available. [
Dispatcher] Squad 51.

I still wish I knew what
was wrong with Boot.

Yeah, so do I, but there's not
much we can do about that right now.

I got an idea. why don't we, uh,
stop by the hospital on our way in?

That's okay with me. All right.

Squad 51, 10-8 to Rampart
Emergency. Squad 51.

Dix, do you know
anything about dogs?

Yeah, I heard Boots is sick,
huh? No, we don't really know.

It's just that he won't eat, and
he doesn't have any energy.

Well, I've got a couple of goldfish.
That isn't gonna do anybody any good.

No. There must be something
wrong with him, because we tried to...

Oh, Dr. Early. Dix,
don't bother him.

Listen, uh, you know Boot.
Yeah, the dog at the station.

- Yeah, well, he's sick.
- Well, that's too bad. What's wrong?

Well, he's listless,
lack of appetite.

Sounds like he got
out and ate something.

- No, we always keep him
pretty close to us.
- That's what mine does.

He goes out and he roots
around in somebody's garbage.

Well, what did you
do? Took him to a vet.

Yeah, but see, that's
the problem. I don't think

there's gonna be a
veterinarian's office open.

This is Sunday. We
gotta do something.

Mike, come here a minute.
I don't know what else to do.

We have to find somebody that
knows something about dogs.

Yeah, I know, but who? Well,
listen, did you feel his nose?

Feel his nose? Did you feel his
nose? A dog about four or five years old.

We didn't feel his nose. That's
usually a very good indication...

Loss of appetite. Hmm.
Well, has it had its shots?

Nose, huh? Why should
I have to feel the nose?

- No, I don't know.
- Has he been wormed?

He's not really our dog. Huh?
He's a new dog. He's new to us.

If you guys are gonna do it
right, take his temperature.

Did you take his temperature?
How do you take a dog's temperature?

I don't know. You have to—
How am I supposed to know?

Listen, I gotta tell ya.
This is a little out of my line.

Do you have any thoughts? The temperature
will show whether it's infectious or not.

I know. That's what I’m— Or tonsillitis.
You open his mouth. Look right down there.

If we're gonna have a formal
consultation about this dog,

it seems to me that I can't make
a diagnosis until I see the patient.

Look, look, look.
We didn't make—

We didn't mean to make
a big deal out of this.

Look, let's face it, fellas. I don't
think we're gonna be any help.

Look, if he doesn't improve, I think
you should take him to the vet's.

I think the vet's is the
best idea I've heard yet.

Look, thanks a lot, you guys.
We gotta go. Okay? See ya.

Uh, feel his nose.
Oh, yeah, his nose.

What do you mean, feel his nose?
Everybody does that with a dog.

You're supposed to take his
temperature. This is a hospital.

It has nothing to— A dog? Oh.

[Whines] It feels wet and moist.

Feels all right. Oh, it's
nothing, for Pete's sake.

You should have seen him
this morning when we came on.

He was all over me. Spankin'-clean
pants on too. Sure not very lively now.

Well, let's see what
he does with this.

[Whines]

Well, go on, boy, dig in. That's
the best hamburger you can get.

We're having it for lunch.
Maybe we'd better not eat it either.

Well, if he won't
touch this, he's sick.

- Well, John?
- Don't look at me. I don't know.

Oh, come on. You guys are
the paramedics. Do something.

You've got a dog, DeSoto.

That doesn't make me an expert.

[Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Station
51, Engine 95, Phone 27.

Traffic accident, woman trapped.

Gasoline tanker involved,

Van Buren and North Hill.
Van Buren and North Hill.

Time out 0918.

Station 51, 10-4. KMG-365.

[ Engine Starts ]

[ Sirens Wailing ]

[Sirens Stop]

Get two inch and a half lines. One on
the left, one on the right. Wash this down.

Yeah, he's loaded with
gas. Better take it easy.

There's a woman pinned
underneath there. Yeah.

LA, Engine 51, no
fire at the present time,

but we do have an
injured person to remove.

You can return Truck 127,
but we do need an ambulance.

All responding
units out 45 minutes.

I disconnected the
battery, Cap. Yeah.

Get me a compress. A big one.

What do you think,
John? Can we get her out?

I don't know yet, Cap.

How bad is she?

All right, come on. Back
out of the way. Come on.

It's not my fault. I swear to God. Okay,
come on. Come on back. Outta the way.

Get me out. Please get me out.

We're going to. Are you hurt
anyplace else beside your leg?

I don't know.

You take it easy.
We're gonna get you out.

Oh. Oh, my God.

Cap, she's really pinned in there. We're
gonna have to cut her out some way.

Maybe I can back the
rig off of her. All right?

Come on, Vince, please,
keep him outta there. Listen,

buddy, one spark and
this whole thing will go up.

Come on, let's go. Stand back.
It's not my fault. I swear to God.

That's my truck, and I’m concerned.
Right? You know? Come on.

How you doin'? Look, we're
gonna have to get this car outta here.

I'll get Rampart.

Rampart, this is Rescue 51.

This is Rampart
Emergency. Go ahead, 51.

Rampart, we have a traffic
accident. One victim, female, about 23.

She has a deep cut on her
left leg. There's a lot of bleeding.

- I think an artery's been nicked.
- Are any of these tires flat?

You know, that might
give us some clearance.

- Chet, you still got those pliers?
- [Gage] B.P, 80 over 40.

- Can we manage an I.V.?
- We can try.

- [Gage ] Rampart, request I.V,
Ringer's lactate.
- [ Air Hissing ]

- Can't you do something?
- We will,

- Oh, am I gonna be all right?
- Yeah, we're gonna take good care of you.

[ Air Hissing ]

51, go ahead with
the Ringer's lactate.

10-4, Rampart.

51, is the patient in much pain?

Affirmative, Rampart.

[ Brackett] Give her
M.S. Five milligrams I.V.

10-4. M.S, five milligrams I.V.

[ I Radio Chatter ]

This is gonna sting a little.

Cap, we're gonna have to get
her outta here. Yeah, I know.

John, bring the squad
over here. We'll run a towline

from the squad to the car
and haul it out that way.

All right. We'll
give it a shot, Roy.

- Don't leave me.
- I’m gonna stay with ya.

[ Dispatcher] Squad 6,
change your assignment.

Maternity case. Engine 53' area.

27615 Suzy Lane.

[ Continues, indistinct
] [ Towline Clattering ]

Okay, let's have the foam!

Okay, John, take it away. Take
it away, John. Slow and easy.

Let's go. Easy.

Easy.

All right, keep going.

Keep her goin'.

Miss? Miss, I'm sorry.

All right, come on. Give 'em
some room to work, okay?

Give 'em some room to work.
Come on. She gonna be all right?

All right, come on back. No, no,
no, I mean, she just smiled at me.

She's a real nice girl.

She's a real pretty girl too.

Is she gonna be all right?

[Jack Clicking ]

She gonna be all right?

Is she? Step back,
please. Step back, okay?

No, no, I mean, I'm concerned about
her, because if she doesn't pull through,

I don't know what I’m gonna do.

You know what I mean?

Okay, let's slide her out.

Respiration is normal. Pulse,
a hundred. B.P.is 100 over 60.

51, transport as
soon as possible.

10-4, Rampart.

- Look, is she gonna be all right?
- Yeah, she's gonna be all right.

Oh, boy.

You know how this thing happened?
I mean, this wasn't my fault.

This was her fault. I
mean, she was speeding.

My truck went through
the intersection. It was free.

And then all of a sudden, she comes like
a bat out of hell and rams right into me.

I mean, this is all her fault. She
was the one that was speeding.

I betcha she doesn't even
have insurance, a kid like that.

Crazy broad.

[ Sirens Wailing ]

Dad! Come on, Dad!

Just try and
make it to the door.

Will someone in here give
me a hand? What's the trouble?

It's my dad. I gotta get him
in here. Get him to a doctor.

Has he been hurt? He
just passed out, that's all.

Where is he, outside? He's
in the car. Please hurry up.

Take it easy. We'll have
somebody right away.

What do you got? I don't know.

His pulse is 125. His
pressure is 100 over 60.

We've done a crit on him. It's
30. Probable internal bleeding.

- Who brought him in?
- His son brought him in.

- Any indication of a fall or accident?
- Not that I can see.

The son said he started to keel over.
They were in a restaurant having lunch.

Got him into the car, and he
passed out cold on the way here.

Let's get him typed,
cross-matched, stat.

Then I wanna start him
on four units of blood.

Right.

Is the son still here?

Their name's Herrold.

Well, I called Stewart on the “B” shift at
home. He said Boot was okay yesterday.

Running around, ate
everything. No problems.

I just took him out
a few minutes ago.

He walks around all right and everything,
but he just wanted to come right back in.

Doesn't have any pep.

- What's his temperature?
- A little over 101.

There you are.
He's running a fever.

Maybe. We don't even know
what a dog's normal temperature is.

[ Boot Whines ] Paramedics.

I told you you should
have called a vet.

[Woman on P.A.
] Dr. Luis Alvarez.

Mr. Herrold?

I'm Dr. Brackett. How's Dad?

We're still examining him. Has
anything happened to your father...

in, oh, the past 24 hours?

Say a fall?

- Any kind of accident?
- Mm-mmm.

Has he been sick recently?

No, Dad will tell you— He
hasn't been sick a day in his life.

- Well— - Anything at all.

Well, I mean, you know,
like a couple years ago,

he had this indigestion,
this stomach bug.

But he threw it off. That's what
he'll tell ya. He threw it right off.

- Who's his doctor?
- Oh, gee.

Well, it was just a thought.

Well, he's never had any
reason to see a doctor.

I mean, he plays handball
and tennis. The whole bit.

We jog every morning, the two of
us, except when his knee bothers him.

An old football thing,
like the past week.

But he's just such in great shape, I didn't
expect it. That's why it shook me up.

Well, we'll see what we can do.

I think the doctor's name is
Meier. M-E-I-E-R. Jonathan.

I think it's over in
Westwood. Good. Thanks.

[Woman on P.A. ]
Dr. Davis, needed in Surgery.

Dr. Davis, needed in Surgery.

Son any help?

No. According to him, his
father's a tower of strength.

Might be a peptic
ulcer. It might be.

The only thing we know for sure is
that he's hemorrhaging somewhere.

I've gone over
him very carefully.

E.K.G. looks good. The
only thing that I could find...

are these bruises.

I think I'll put down an N.G. tube and
see if there's any blood in the stomach.

I don't know. Yeah.
Interesting though, huh?

I'll be right back.

[ Woman On P.A., Indistinct ]

I’d like to speak to
Dr. Meier, please.

No, I don't want
him to call me back.

This is Dr. Brackett from
Rampart General Hospital.

I have an emergency involving
one of Dr. Meier's patients.

Uh, I’d appreciate it if you could
put me on hold and try to locate him.

Thank you.

Do you have him on
any other medication?

No, at the moment,
we don't have a clue.

All right, Dr. Meier.
Thank you. Bye.

[Woman on P.A.] Dr. Early.
Dr. Early, Administrator's Office.

How's he doing? His pressure's
up. He's coming around.

- You found blood in his stomach.
- How'd you know?

He's been on
Warfarin for two years.

His own doctor will be here
in about an hour. Warfarin.

Only five milligrams
a day. Heart, hmm?

Myocardial infarct— small one.

Hmm. Probably wouldn't
account for the bleeding...

unless he'd been taking
some additional medication.

Kel, I went through his clothes to
see if he was carrying any medicine.

This would account for it.

Let's do a pro time right away.

Mr. Herrold? Mr. Herrold.

I’m Dr. Morton.

Have you been taking aspirin?

What for, headaches?

[Sighs] My knee acts
up every now and then.

How many do you take a day?

Eight. Ten.

And for the past few days,
you've been feeling very weak?

What's wrong?
These, Mr. Herrold.

They irritate the
lining of your stomach.

And since you're taking
an anticoagulant, Warfarin,

you bleed easily.

And you've been bleeding
through your stomach.

Didn't your doctor tell
you not to take aspirin?

- Yeah, I guess so.
- Why didn't you listen to him?

Gotta keep moving. You can't
sit still. You... gotta keep up.

With what?

Dix, let's get the
results of his pro time.

Then Vitamin K1.

I'll go tell his son.

Doctor?

- Yeah?
- Do you have to tell him?

I think it's about
time. Don't you?

[ Indistinct ]

[ Chattering ] [ Clattering ]

Hey.

Hey, he must be feeling
better. Here, boy. Here, Boot.

No, no, leave him alone.

[ Phone Ringing ]

Hey, Cap, if that's
for me, I'm outside.

L.A. County Fire
Department. Captain Stanley.

How many vets did you call? Two.

They were waiting on their
answering service to call them now.

Huh, I guess not.

He's not looking any
better. [Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Squad 51, an accident.
6723 1/4 South Beech. Apartment 8.

6723 1/4 South
Beech. Apartment 8.

Cross street Maple.
Time out 1554.

[ Engine Starts ] Squad
51, 10-4. KMG-365.

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Doorbell Rings ]

Fire department.
I know. It's locked.

I know, the window.

Hello again. What happened?

I just put my fingers in to taste
the dip and pow— It grabbed me.

Is there a button to
release these blades?

Button? I don't know. I only
bought all this stuff yesterday.

Well...

Oh! Oh!

Watch yourself! Watch
yourself! Watch it! Ah!

All right, here. Let's get
some cold water on it. All right.

[ Water Running ] Oh!

You're having quite a time
with this dinner, aren't you?

I’m beginning to think the
whole thing's a little too ambitious.

I mean, I don't usually cook.

TV dinners, frozen stuff, okay.

But, you know, with Bob's
mother coming tonight and all...

There. Oh. Oh!

It doesn't, uh— It doesn't look like
you have any broken skin there.

No. Thank you. Can you
wiggle those fingers all right?

Yeah. Thank you very much.

Here. I think, uh— I
think this hand's all right.

Oh, thanks, thanks. You
know, I failed home ec.

Yeah. Oh, sorry.

But I thought just
this once, uh...

Yeah. Maybe you should
have something delivered.

Oh, well, I only have a
soufflé and a salad left.

And [ think I
might just make it.

Hey, you know, this
all smells pretty good.

Oh, thank you.

And you know, I think
his mother drinks?

Oh, sorry.

Well, I'll tell you what. Why don't
you, uh— Why don't you try mai tais?

They never fail. Hey,
good idea. I think I will.

Well, okay, we'll— Oh, here.

Oh, yeah, thank you. All right.

Oh, here. [ Chuckles ] Okay.

Well, good-bye. Good
luck on the thing. Thank you.

Thank you so much.
Yeah, bye. All right. Bye.

Oh.

Joe.

I, uh, I got a problem. It
might be right up your alley.

Shoot. Uh, male, 24 years old.

No function in his right arm.
All his tests came back normal.

There's no physical problem. I finally
got it out of him what the difficulty is.

He's into one of
those occult groups.

Do you feel up
to lifting a curse?

Thanks.

Don't you tell me there's
nothing wrong with me.

I’m not planning to. I
told that other guy I don't...

Whatever his name
is. What does he know?

There's not a thing you
can do for me. Probably not.

This is beyond your
so-called science.

But I've lifted curses before.

I betcha l can
get rid of this one.

Are you puttin' me on? No.

Do you feel any pain? Uh-uh.

Hey, do you believe?

I don't believe. I know.

If there's not much pain,
couldn't be much of a curse.

You are putting me on.

Feel that? Uh-uh.

Just what I thought.

It's a dissociative
curse. I never heard of it.

[Clicks Tongue] You're a novice.

Look.

I charge $15. It go on
your bill as a lab fee.

Now, do you want me
to lift the curse? Can you?

Well, a human
agency put it there.

A human agency
can get rid of it.

Logical?

Okay. Go ahead.

Now, I gotta be very
careful. Understand?

And I'll need your
complete cooperation.

You got it. Okay.

Take a deep breath. [Inhales]

Okay, let it out. [ Exhales ]

[Inhales]

Out. [ Exhales ]

In. Inhales

Out. [ Exhales ]

In. Inhales

- Doctor.
- Oh.

[ Exhales ]

All right. Now, you should be
feeling a little dizzy right now.

Tell me when you feel a tingling
sensation in both your hands and feet.

I can feel it. In both hands?

Yes. Good. We're progressing.

That's cold. Right.

And when the warmth
returns, you'll be able

to move both your hand
and your arm. Okay?

Here, drink this.

No, no, no, no. Your right hand.

Don't be frightened.
The curse is gone.

You're right.

It's gone!

Doc.

How do you stop this?

Very impressive.

You may be in the
wrong profession.

Have mask and
rattle will travel.

[Giggles]

Could you have Dr. Garrison
call me when he comes in?

Please. It's very important.

Thank you.

Mites, mange, scabies,

vitamin deficiency,
hereditary bone problems.

Roundworm?
Extension 8318, please.

Heartworm? 95% fatal.
Dixie McCall, please.

I'll hold. There's very little
heartworm in California.

Dix? John Gage.

No, I haven't any idea.

But I'll try and find
out and call you back.

No, no problem. Okay, bye.

[ Knocking ] [
Brackett] Come in.

Sorry to break in.
What's the problem?

Well, offhand, do any of you guys
know what a dog's normal temperature is?

Oh, not again, Dix.

The boys having
trouble with Boot again?

Well, yeah, he's running 101.
That seemed kinda high to me.

- I told 'em to go see a veterinarian.
- Well, they haven't been able to get one.

The hospital library's
probably got it somewhere.

- I could go take a look.
- Well, they're really worried about him.

Don't get involved. Believe me.

Well, there's no harm in giving
a little information, is there?

Dix, it might take
time to dig it out.

And if it comes up the dog's got a
temperature, what's the next step?

Diagnose and
prescribe for him? True.

He's right, Dix. It's
not in our bailiwick.

Well, which is all very logical
and sensible. Thanks a bunch.

Hey, Johnny, are you in there?

Johnny, how's he doin'?

Well, not much better. Sure wish
there was some way we could...

[Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Station
51, Engine 9, Engine 122.

Stove fire, 6723 1/4
South Beech. Apartment 8.

Sounds like her. Yeah.

6723 1/4 South
Beech. Apartment 8.

Cross street Maple.
Time out 1832.

[ Sirens Wailing ]

All right, forget the reel
line. We don't need it.

But we're gonna need
the smoke injector, all right?

[ Woman Coughing ] LA,
Engine 51. Fire's under control.

You can return the other
units. Is it okay if I come in now?

10-4. LA. out. Yeah.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

Do you all need me
for anything? [ Laughs]

Oh, good. No.

[Coughing ] You know,
Bob's a nice guy. Really nice.

But he's all hung up on this
home cooking bit. So tough.

Now, here's the address of a
peachy restaurant down the street.

If a guy and an old lady
show up, give it to 'em.

Otherwise, just
stick it on the door.

Hey, wait a minute. Uh, should
I tell them to meet you there?

No. I’m going to the
movies to unwind...

and eat popcorn.

Oh, Dix. If you're going
to the library— Yeah.

I am. Don't bother.

A dog's normal
temperature is 101 1/2.

You're a pussycat.

Of course. But don't
tell them I told you so.

No.

- [ Explosion]
- What's that?

Where'd you put the note?

I left it on the front door.

I figure that way they're
not gonna be able to miss it.

[ Radio Beeping, Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Engine 95, Station 51,
Engine 16, Truck 8 and Battalion 14.

An explosion and fire at
Rampart General Hospital.

Rampart and Fremont. Rampart
and Fremont. Building 8K.

8K's the lab, isn't it? “K”
as in King. Timeout 1912.

- Immunology, I think.
- [ Siren Wailing ]

[ Explosion]

Kel, Security said there
were people in the lab.

I'll take Mike with me
to see what we've got.

If we have anything serious,
we'll send 'em back to you. Okay.

Mike, you go with me.

[ I Radio Chatter ]

Dix, we'll handle the
minor causalities over there.

Mike, let's get "'em sorted out.
Bring the blankets over here.

[Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Station
127, Station 36, Battalion 7.

Oh, my God! My
God, what happened?

Just take it easy. Now
where do you hurt?

Dix, she goes to Emergency too.

You're not hurt badly, so
you'll be all right. Right here.

Just go with us. I’m
all right. I’m all right.

All right. Let's just make sure.

[ Man Yelling Indistinctly ]

Dr. Fry, how many
people were in there?

Ah, usually on a Sunday
there's nobody there,

but tonight there were
some other doctors...

and some people from
a couple of drug firms.

How many? Taking them
through on sort of a— [ Coughing ]

How many were in
there? Eleven. Eleven.

Including you? Uh, no.

Guard, check and see how
many people got out. Right.

There should be 12,
understand? Okay!

Uh, Dr. Karmer was
just going into Lab 2.

[ I Radio Chatter ] I think
when he turned on the lights...

Were there any infectious
cultures in there? No. [ Coughing ]

Anything toxic? No, no.

All my records.

All right, don't worry about
them. Just take it easy right now.

Carol! Take him over there.

[ Sirens Wailing ]

Dr. Brackett, you need us?

No, we're okay. Hey, can you do
anything about the records in there?

All right. John.

Cap, there's some
important records in there.

Okay, right. Salvage
covers. All right.

Records.

All my records.

Just sit still.

No, four and a half years” work.

[ I Radio Chatter ]

Hey, Doc. Yeah?

Hey, hey, I counted.
Eleven got out. All right.

There's still one in
there. You can wait.

Listen, there's still a
guy inside. You sure?

Yes. This man's burned.

Stay with him.

- [ Dispatcher] Engine 17, Engine 96.
- Kel!

Kel! [ Continues, indistinct ]

Come on, man. Let's
go get him. All right, man.

We're doing it. We're doing it.

Hey, hey, come on now.
You just stay out here.

You just stay out here.

[Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Engine
115, Truck and Squad 20.

Cave-in, two men trapped.

[ Continues, indistinct ]

[ Dispatcher] Captain Meeker,
have 16 shut down and pick up.

I'm making you
available at scene.

[ I Radio Chatter ] Over here!

Don't wait. Go, go, go, go, go!

[ Dispatcher] Battalion 14, I am requesting
a routine arson and cause investigation.

Do they know what
caused it, Roy?

No. There's no way of telling
till they finish the investigation.

Nobody's in really bad shape.
Could have been a lot worse.

Listen, we saved as
much of that paper stuff and

everything. I don't know
how much of it was important.

I'll tell Dr. Frye. It should
ease his mind. Oh, Dix.

About Boot, thank you. Anytime.

Listen, Dix.

If the dog doesn't have a temperature,
what could be wrong with him?

I don't know, Johnny.

Dix. Dix, like the man
said, it's not in our bailiwick.

You guys better get a vet.

Yeah. See ya, guys. Come on.

See ya.

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Boot Whining ]

Now look at that. He
didn't touch a bit of it.

Hmm.

Come on, Boot.
What's wrong with you?

You've got everybody in the station
worried about you. Here. Come on.

Well, how about that.

What was wrong with him?

When he jumped on you this
morning— He slobbered all over me.

What'd you do to him? Nothing.

Did you hit him? I didn't
hit him. I yelled at him a little.

Well, that's what did it. See,
he figured you were sore at him.

You gotta be kidding.
You don't understand.

Boot is a very sensitive dog.

You mean, I'm supposed
to let this little animal...

crawl all over me every morning?

Chet, there are people who
would give their right arm...

for the love and
devotion of a good dog.

You're darn right.

I guess I could get used to it.

All right.

Just once every
morning. That's all.

Right?