Emergency! (1972–1979): Season 2, Episode 9 - Women - full transcript

With our luck, we'll probably
have to drive him around.

Look, don't complain. Any publicity
this program can get is valuable.

Yeah, we have enough
to do on our runs without

having to play host to
some newspaper guy.

The word is he's from a
magazine. They're all the same.

Fellas, I'd like you to
say hello to Christy Todd,

on assignment from
Flange magazine.

Johnny Gage, Roy DeSoto, one of the
best paramedic teams in the program.

- Hi, it's a pleasure.
- The pleasure's ours.

She's come to do a
story on the department.

- The chief has okayed her
to ride the squad.
- I think that's a great idea.



The only way to really
see what's going on.

Well, I hope I can stay out of your way.
We'll be glad to have you along, Miss Todd.

Uh, Christy. Do we have
time for coffee? I'll get you one.

Usually, we have to eat on the
run. We could get a call anytime.

Well, I hope that doesn't
interfere with your housework.

Oh. [ Chuckles ]

I’m surprised you don't
get a girl to do that for you?

Regulations don't allow it.
Believe me, we would, Miss Todd.

Christy.

Thanks. I'll be in
the office, Christy.

- Take good care of her, fellas.
- Oh, don't worry about a thing.

How long have you been a
journalist, Christy? Two years.

Since college. Oh.

[ Clears Throat ] Well,



have you ever written about
anything as dangerous as this?

Tell me, what is so
dangerous about your job?

You're kidding. No.

Well, what have you covered
that's more risky than fighting fires?

Interviewing guys like you.

[Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Station 51,
man trapped in a vehicle.

Opposite 1991 Inverness Road.

1991 Inverness Road.

Cross street Edmunds.
Time out 0850.

[Stanley] Station
51, 10-4. KMG-365.

[Sirens Blaring ]

[ Crackling, Hissing
] [ Sirens Blaring ]

Driver's still inside the cab. He
stopped moaning a few minutes ago.

He's banged up and he may
be suffering from electric shock.

How long has he been in
there? Maybe 15 minutes.

Looks real hot all right. Yeah,
there's been a lot of sparking.

I got a call into the water and
power people to cut the juice...

and an ambulance is responding.

I don't think he's gonna wait
that long. Let's get him outta there.

Kelly, Lopez, cut those lines!

I couldn't believe it. The guy swerved
off the road to miss hittin' a dog.

A dog! I mean, I can dig swingin' around
to miss hittin' somethin', but that...

You saw it happen? Yeah.

I was comin' up the other way, you
know? This guy's comin” down the hill here.

Anyway, this little mongrel
runs out in the road.

You know, he couldn't have been that big.
Anyway, I hit the brakes, this guy doesn't.

He swings off the road
here and runs into this pole.

There's this big, blue flash. I
think the guy's stoned or somethin'.

Well, maybe he just likes dogs.

Yeah, maybe he used to.

Listen, how soon can we expect
some action on cuttin' that power?

Dispatcher said they've
got a crew on the way.

All clear, Cap.

Uh, how about movin' back here,
folks? Give us some room to work?

Give me the goggles.

[ Camera Clicking ]

[ Engine Revving ]

[ Metal Buckling ]

[Siren Blaring ]

[ Engine Rattling
] [ Metal Buckling ]

[ Metal Creaks, Buckles ]

[ Engine Stops ] Okay.

[ Air Hissing ] One, two.

One, two. One, two.

Pulse is 40.

Respiration is slow.

Rampart, this is Rescue 51.

That was a nice piece of work.

I wonder if I could've
done the same thing.

[Early] Rescue 51, go ahead.

[Gage] Rampart, we
have an accident victim,

age approximately 40.

Probable electrical
shock and head injury.

Unconscious with
no pulse initially.

Slow respirations, but
after C.P.R, pulse is 45.

Respiration is picking
up. We've got him on O2,

and we're patching him in now.

Dr. Early, I need you in a
hurry. What's his B.P., 51?

A four-year-old boy.
His mother found him in

the backyard. Just
fell over, unconscious.

I've got an accident. 51. Mike,
can you take him? Let's go.

Rampart, B.P. is 88 over
60. Stand by to receive a strip.

10-4.

One minute I looked
out and he was perfectly

fine, playing up
against the back fence.

The next minute, he's sprawled
on his face, lying in the dirt...

just not moving.

Start him on O.

Has he been sick?
Earl has never been sick,

except for measles and
maybe a few common colds.

Nothing lately?

What did he have
for breakfast? Um,

cereal, a glass of milk— Why?

Any allergies? No.

What was he playing
with? Oh, nothing special.

He had a spoon and a
little bucket. Mm-hmm.

He said earlier that he was
going to dig up some weeds for me.

Oh— He is going
to wake up, isn't he?

Well, isn't he? If I can
help it, he will ma'am. Yes.

Let's get some help in here.
I want a complete workup.

Also begin an I.V. with
D5W. I'll be right back.

I suggest that you wait
outside. Oh—[ Stammers]

Okay. All right. Blood
pressure, Nurse.

60 over 20.

51, insert an esophageal airway.

Start an I.V., set up a metaraminol
drip, then transport when you're ready.

[ Gage] 10-4. That child in 1...

I can't get a line on
what’s hit him. When you

get some time, I'd like
for you to check him out.

I'll be with you in a minute. Kel's got a
seizure victim he wants me to look at.

- As soon as you can?
- Okay.

Oh, Dix? Yeah.

Would you monitor the radio for me?
The squad's bringing in that truck driver.

Sure. Kel's waiting for
you— Impatiently, as usual.

[ Chuckles ]

[Air Hissing ]

Still dilated.

It doesn't make any sense.

- [ Breathing Heavily]
- You're quite sure there hasn't been
any history of anything like this?

Well, not since she's been living with
me, and that's the past six years now.

- What about when she was a child?
- Well, I—-

I-1-I don't know. I don't remember.
You'd have to ask her mother about that.

It's a seizure, Joe, with
no history and no warning.

Her father came home and found her lying
on the floor about a half an hour ago.

Classic seizure.
No apparent trauma.

Father insists she's never had
anything to do with drugs in her life.

No, she— She knows better than that.
She knows that if she did, I'd kill her.

- [Early] Let's draw blood for toxicology.
- All right.

Carol, start an .. with
D5W. Right away, Doctor.

Mr. Howarth.

Well, what is it?
Wh-What's wrong with her?

Well, it's obvious what she's got,
but not how she got it. Mr. Howarth.

- Does she have any close friends
who might know her habits?
- What do you mean by that?

- Does she have a boyfriend?
- Look, she's a good, decent girl.

The boys know enough
to stay away from her.

Well, I suggest you wait outside
till we stabilize Monica's condition.

Then you can see her.
All right, but I'm tellin' ya.

That's a good, decent
girl you've got there...

At least she has been ever since
I got her away from her mother.

So don't you go blaming her
for something she didn't do.

[Sighs]

Oh! He seems so very still.

All of his energy's being
used to combat the disease.

Yes, but you haven't found out
what disease yet, have you, Doctor?

I came as soon as I could,
Mike. What have you got?

Sudden loss of consciousness,
no apparent cause.

He was playing in the garden.
We've ruled out insecticide poison.

No unusual diet— at least
that Mrs. Keifer knows of.

- You checked to make certain
all your medicine bottles are intact?
- Oh, yes. I’m extremely careful about that.

Earl’s that curious about
tasting things anyhow.

What kind of a garden
do you have, Mrs. Keifer?

Well, where he was playing,
it's just a bunch of weeds.

I'm not much of a gardener. My
husband used to do that before he...

Died. It's got to be
something in that weed patch.

What kinds of weeds?
What do they look like?

Uh, I remember something
that looked like, um, carrot tops,

but we've never
had carrots there.

- Did these plants have spotted stems?
- Yeah, I think so.

Finely divided leaves?
Little white flowers?

- Yes.
- Wild hemlock.

Exactly. [Sighs]

- That's poison.
- Yes, we're afraid so, Mrs. Keifer.

Immediate lavage.
Right. Let's go to work.

[Woman on P.A. ] Dr. Adler wanted in
Surgery. Dr. Adler wanted in Surgery.

Hiya, Dix. Yeah.

How's Zaleski doin'? Oh, it's too soon
to tell. Dr. Brackett's on his way down.

Is this the reporter Roy
was telling me about? Mm.

Christy Todd, Dixie
McCall. I'll be at the desk.

[Sighs]

- You sure must have a lot
of trouble with him.
- Why?

Hmm. He's one of the most
prejudiced men I've met.

Talk about a superior attitude.

Well, he's kind of a
superior person actually.

How can you be so generous?

Being a nurse, you must be
surrounded by types like him.

- You mean you actually enjoy it?
- Love it.

Stick around. You'll
see what I mean.

[Woman on P.A. ] Dr. Baker, report to
Surgery. Dr. Baker, report to Surgery.

What is it, Mike?
The Keifer boy?

We weren't fast enough.
If they'd have brought

him in an hour sooner,
we might have made it.

What killed him?

The same thing
that got Socrates...

Only this wasn't
intentional— Wild hemlock.

It's the first case of that
I've ever heard in this area.

Yeah, there was a case
in Atascadero last year.

Anything I can do? Where's
the mother? Joe's with her.

Well, I'll be in 2
if you need me.

Get some coffee, huh?

Coffee.

I know this isn't gonna make
much sense just now, Mrs. Keifer.

There was really nothing you could
have done about that wild hemlock.

Well, maybe paid
more attention...

to what my husband tried
to teach me about plants.

You didn't plant
that weed there,

and you certainly didn't
expect your son to chew on it.

You said he was never
very curious about new foods.

[Sighs] Maybe I
protected him too much.

[ Sobbing ]

Doctor, would you help
me to call my mother?

Of course. You can
use Dr. Brackett's office.

[Sobs]

We've had some weirdos around here
before, but Christy's gotta be the winner.

What's the matter, Gage? Didn't
Christy agree to go out with you?

Oh, get serious, Marco. I
wouldn't invite her to a riot.

Sure, Johnny.

I’m serious.

[ Scoffs ] You haven't spent
the last hour and a half with her.

Well, maybe that's all the time
she needed to figure you out.

An hour and a half?
Gage isn't that complicated.

[ Scoffs ] I’m tellin'
ya. She's dangerous.

Okay, it just shows ya how much
you guys know about women's lib.

Oh, that's the best reason you've
come up with yet for being rejected, Gage.

Christy? Women's lib?
You've gotta be kidding.

- Hi, guys. What's for lunch?
- How about tuna salad, Christy?

- Sound great.
- You know we play cards after chow
to see who cleans up.

- How's your poker, Christy?
- She won't be doing any dishes.

[DeSoto ] What's the matter
with him? [Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Squad 51,
person trapped in a house.

4920 West 23rd
Avenue, Apartment 205.

4920 West 23rd
Avenue, Apartment 205,

Cross street MacKenzie.
Time out 1155.

Squad 51, 10-4. KMG-365.

[ Engine Starts ]

[Siren Blaring ]

[ Siren Blaring ]

Up here! Hurry!
Harvey's really stuck!

I'm afraid he's not
gonna last much longer.

They're coming. It
won't be much longer.

[Man] Oh, I wish you
hadn't have called them.

[Sighs]

Well, what do ya wanna do?
Spend the rest of your life like that?

Well, if you had tried
a little harder, you

might have been able
to release the latch.

If I tried a little harder— I could have
gone down the hall and left you like that.

Hi. Hi.

Uh, this is Harvey. Never
mind the introductions.

Just get me out of this
man-eating sofa, will ya?

- This isn't a very comfortable
way to sleep, is it, Harve?
- He's a weirdo.

A real weirdo.

- Do you, uh, hurt anywhere, uh, Harve?
- Well, I can't breathe!

My leg's twisted.
My elbow's pinched.

I guess his pride's a
little hurt, too, ya know?

- Will you keep out of this!
- Well, now, Harvey,

how did this happen?

Well, I was just lying here,
minding my own business,

diagonally across this thing,
and, somehow, it fouled up.

- Folded up?
- And it wasn't easy, either,
was it, Harvey?

Will you shut up?

Don't talk to me like that, Harvey
Gibbs. I may have just saved your life.

[Grunts]

Exhale, Harve. Now we're gonna
press this— squeeze this thing...

And he's gonna release
the latch for ya there.

Wait a minute. Wait a
minute. [ Metal Coils Creak ]

Okay. All right.

[Gasps ] [ Woman
Screams I Oh, Harvey!

That's okay. Thanks,
fellas. I can get out now.

- [Chuckles]
- Well, whatever you say, Harve.

Thanks.

- Thanks.
- That's all right.

Oh, um, nothing serious. Just a
man trapped in his bed, that's all.

No injuries.

Okay, I'll just get
me some particulars.

You the wife, ma'am? Him?

[Laughing]

[Gage] They are not gonna
believe this at the station.

I wonder how we log it.
What do you think, Christy?

Put it down as typical
masculine ineptitude.

Squad 51 returning to quarters.

[ Dispatcher] 10-4, 51.
L.A. clear. KMG-941.

You can come out
now. She's gone.

It's about time.
It's only temporary.

She went after that rubbish fire.
She said she hasn't got her story yet.

She'll get one. In fact, I think
she wrote it before she came here.

Do you have any idea what
she's gonna write about?

Do you know, I think we
should call up Dick Friend...

and tell him that he's been
conned by a women's libber,

who's completely
freaked out of her mind.

Relax. Now Christy
doesn't mean any harm.

She's young and
enthusiastic, that's all.

You're just sore because your
charm didn't work— as usual.

And yours did? [
Vehicle Approaching ]

You think she likes you any better
than me? You think she likes men at all?

I’m tellin' ya, Roy. She is
a menace. [ Engine Stops ]

We better get rid of
her before it's too late.

If she leaves now, she'll never
learn what the department is really like.

I don't— [Kelly] She's
a menace to the world,

She tried to put it out by
herself when we weren't lookin'.

I never saw such a
mess in my whole life.

[Sighs] And you
know the final insult?

When we get the fire
knocked down, she says,

“I could've done it just as
well myself if you let me alone.”

[Sighs] You were right
from the start, Johnny.

That woman's
positively dangerous.

[Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Squad 51, household
accident. Number 57 Applegate Crescent.

Number 57 Applegate
Crescent. [ Engine Starts ]

Cross street Trumbull,
Time out 1253.

Squad 51, 10-4. KMG-365.

[Siren Blaring ]

[ Sirens In Distance ]

It's not a big thing, but I
certainly can't get him out.

Come on. This way, please.

[ Breathing Heavily]

[ Footsteps ] [Door Opens ]

Don't anybody
go near the switch!

Morris, they're here
to help you. Keep calm.

I never saw anybody
so scared in all my life.

- He's nothing but a big sissy.
- [Grunts]

How did you do
this? I was trying to...

He was fishing around for my
diamond, the one my mother gave me.

- Tilly— Keep away from the switch!
- Shut up, Morris.

I tried yanking on it, but he's
gotten so fat and lazy lately,

that arm wouldn't budge.

I would've called a plumber,
but you know what they charge.

Morris hardly makes enough
to pay the ordinary bills,

let alone an
emergency like this one.

- Tilly, please.
- Shut up!

- Anyhow, I hope you don't have to
cut it up or anything.
- Tilly!

I mean the sink,
dummy. I've got an idea.

- Use detergent.
- [Sighs ] Detergent.

- Look, do you have any vegetable oil
or anything?
- Yeah, do you wanna stay for lunch?

Here.

Hey, that stuff's expensive.
Well, so is my hand.

All you can think about
is your lousy hand,

and my diamond
ring is down that drain.

Now, if we don't get it out,
you know what's gonna happen?

You're gonna have to give
up golf for another six months,

and you're gonna have to forego that
fishing trip with the boys again this year.

[ Banging ] [Gasps ]

All right. So where's
my diamond ring?

Do you mean to say that you went
through all that yelling and screaming,

and you still don't
have the ring?

Oh, Morris, you've got
to be about the dumbest...

All right. It looks okay.

But, now, look, if it starts to swell, I
want you to call your family doctor, okay?

Thank you very much. I
appreciate what you fellas did.

- Can I show you to the door?
- Sure.
- You will not!

You'll go get your good-for-nothing
tool kit and dismantle that sink...

and find my diamond ring!

Tilly, why don't you shut up?

And another thing,
why did you have to tell

them that your mother
gave you the diamond?

You make me look
like a complete fool.

Morris, if that was the diamond you
gave me, I would've left it in the drain.

Tool kit! Tool kit! [Sighs]

Give these chicks an
inch and they'll take over.

How would you like to live with a dinosaur
like that? You know what she sounded like?

- She sounded like some wom— -
Gage, you know what you sound like?

You sound like every
man I've ever known.

Arrogant, conceited,
chauvinistic, misogynistic...

- Wait a minute. Come again
on that last one.
- It means “woman-hater.”

Oh, yeah? What a great word.

- “Misogynistic.” That's a great word.
- You really like being a jerk,
don't you?

[ Laughs] Well, I like being a
man, if that's what you mean.

And I get an especially big tickle out
of watching you— whatever you are...

Try to undo a million years of
evolution with a couple of smart remarks.

Anyway, that's beside the point.

I thought you journalists were
supposed to have open minds.

All you've done since you've
been here is poke holes

into something you don't
know anything about...

The fire department, for one.

Well, it's so full of holes right now, if I
poked anymore, it would disintegrate.

Well, it was doin'
all right this morning.

Uh, look, I got an idea.

Why don't we go to the
hospital, see how Zaleski's doin'?

Great. I would like to
take some notes. On what?

On the theory that a woman driver
would've never been in that accident?

You have fun while
you can, Gage,

because when my article comes
out there isn't gonna be a woman

in this country who's gonna
have anything to do with you.

[ Chuckles ] Yeah, well, if you write as
fast as you've matured, I've got forever.

[Woman on P.A. ] Dr. Hoffman...

- Where've you got my sister?
- Well, what's her name?

Monica Howarth. My old man
brought her in here this morning.

Now, where is she?
She's been asking for you,

but I have to get Dr. Brackett's
permission before you can see her.

Okay. Well, come on, let's
do it. I haven't got all day.

Are you a doc? Yes,
what can I do for you?

I need to see my
sister before it's too late.

- He's Monica Howarth's brother.
- What do you mean
“before it's too late”?

Well, she's sick, isn't she?

- What do you know about her sickness?
- Uh, nothing. N-Nothing at all.

Come this way, please.

Kel's in Treatment 5 with Claire,
the little girl that fell out of the swing.

I'll be with Monica. Tell
him to come up when he can.

Right.

Hi, you guys.

Well, a social call.

Not exactly. We thought we'd
check in, see how Zaleski's doin'.

No serious complications. [
Brackett ] I don't care about that.

You were told what to do,
Nurse, and you didn't do it.

Mistakes like that can kill
people. Take it easy, Kel.

I guess you're right, Dix. Maybe I
shouldn't have been so rough on her.

After all, she's not a doctor.

I object to that!

- Oh, not again.
- You keep out of this, Gage.

As head of the department, you
should be the last person to discriminate.

[Gage] Christy, cool it.

No, no. Please continue.

Between the fire
department and this hospital,

I've seen nothing
but male exploitation,

discrimination, egos.

[Sighs] Oh, I think I
need a tranquilizer.

You think women of today are as
helpless as-as your grandmothers.

- Uh, Dix, what room is Zaleski in?
- 514.

Excuse us.

Furthermore, I think it's time you learned
that aside from biological functions,

which I'm sure you're
aware of; essentially,

there is no difference
between a man and a woman.

Uh, Kel, Joe needs
you in Monica's room.

Thanks, Dix. Uh,
excuse me, ma'am.

Come on. You can practice
on me in the coffee room.

[Woman on P.A. ]
Dr. Davis, Treatment Room 5.

I've already told
you, Artie. I'm scared.

Well, I'd be too if they had to haul
me in here frothing at the mouth.

I don't mean that.
Can't you understand?

- I'm scared of all those pills.
- Well, look, all I did was buy them
for ya.

I mean, I didn't turn you on. Now, if
you did downers, that's your business.

The point is, I don't dig
"'em anymore. I" m quitting.

Now, if this is what quitting
does for you, I'd think it over.

Now, if you ask me,
you're addicted. Impossible!

Now, listen. Now, there's
all kinds of addiction.

Now, the body gets used
to something, or the head,

and you cut it off like
that, [ Snaps Fingers ]

and this is what happens.

Then what am I gonna do, Artie? I
mean, I don't like what happened today.

I don't wanna be an addict, and I don't
have anybody else to talk to but you.

Artie, help me.

Perhaps I can help, Monica.

I couldn't avoid overhearing
the last part of your conversation.

- It was none of your business, Doc.
- Health is my business, Artie,

and your sister need's
more than she's got right now.

- You mustn't tell my father.
- He'll find out sooner or later, Monica.

He's paying the bills. He
has a right to know anyway.

But that's not the
important thing right now.

What we've got to find out is what
kinds of barbiturates you've been taking,

and put you back on them
in diminishing amounts.

What is this, a convention?

- What's this about barbiturates, Joe?
- Monica's apparently suffering the effects
of a sudden stop.

- That could account for the seizure.
- That sure could.

- Why didn't you tell us, Monica?
- How many have you been taking?

What kinds?

I don't know. Maybe ten a day.

Sleeping pills, tranquilizers...

I'm not sure what kinds.

Well, don't look at me.

Where did you get them,
Monica? Are you on a prescription?

Where she got them is
none of your business, Doc.

Don't you presume to know
my business, young man.

Artie, come outside.
I’d like to talk to you.

Don't be scared. I growl
like that all the time.

I worry about my
brother too much, I guess.

But in some ways, he
needs more help than I do.

[Sighs] Well, right now,
let's worry about you.

You see, it's not important
whose fault it was, Artie.

You don't have to
defend yourself to me.

Al have to know is what
Monica's been taking.

Okay. Okay.

I'll get some. They're at home.

How soon? I'll go now.

[Woman on P.A.] Dr. Adler,
you're wanted in Surgery.

[Woman on P.A.] Dr. Adler,
you're wanted in Surgery.

Arthur.

Arthur, the nurse just told me they
figured out what happened to your sister.

Yeah. Yeah, they're
pretty smart these docs.

A lot smarter than
you are, Arthur.

Now, you tell me— Where
did she get that dope?

It ain't dope. It's
just a few pills.

Don't give me that.

- Where did she get them
and why?
- [Sighs]

The “why” is easy. Living with
you is such a high-powered bummer,

a person needs a few
reds just to stay alive.

As for where, who knows?

I’m very disappointed in you,
Arthur. You've every right to be.

You're responsible.

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

Mr. Howarth.

You can see Monica now.

Thank you.

[Woman on P.A. ] Dr. Kaplan,
Admission Desk. Dr. Kaplan.

Okay, Dick. I'll
talk to ya later.

Where is she?

Well, if she was a normal-type
girl, she'd be out powdering her nose,

but I think I saw her arguing with
a brick wall— and she's winning.

[ Laughs] I just talked to
Dick Friend, and he wants us...

to keep her around here
at least until suppertime.

[ Phone Ringing ] Yeah, I know.
For the good of the program.

If she hangs around here anymore,
we're not gonna have a program.

Captain, you're wanted
on the phone in the office.

Yeah. Thank you, Marco. Right.

You know, Johnny, if you'd stop riding
her, maybe she would write something nice.

- I think she's very talented.
- You wanna fight a fire with her?

Roy, Gage is right. She's
about as talented as a tapeworm.

She's just going through
a stage. She's young.

Oh, yeah. Young. I know.

[ Using Baby-talk Voice] She's just
a little baby. She's a baby barracuda.

- Baby barracuda, huh?
- [ Laughs ] A baby barracuda eavesdropper.

We use what weapons
we have, Johnny, baby.

[ Mutters] Johnny, baby.

You know, you guys have
been putting me down all day.

Johnny and Chet
with their insults,

the rest of you guys with
your antiquated attitudes.

It's like you're all insecure.

You're all afraid of something,
and you know what it is?

It's us. Women.

[ Knocks On Table] That's right.

I've been watching
you perform— A few

routine skills here,
a little heroics there.

A lot of mutual backslapping.

Oh, I always knew that this fire
station was a private male club.

Now I understand why you
guys have got to keep it a secret...

To hide the fact that women could
do your job just as well as men.

[ Alarm Blaring ]

[ Dispatcher] Station
51, Engine 10, Truck 8.

Building explosion,
25435 Murdoch Avenue.

25435 Murdoch Avenue.
Cross street Butterworth.

Time out 1330.

Station 51, 10-4. KMG-365.

[Siren Blaring ]

[ Sirens In Distance ]

We've got roadblocks at both
intersections. Seal off the complete area.

What do we got? An explosion
somewhere in the basement.

The whole middle of
the building blew out.

Roy, you and Johnny
better start a search.

Lopez, Kelly, let's take
an inch and a half up front...

and another one around
back, just in case she ignites.

Right, Cap. I'll
get right on it.

Hey! Give me a hand here.

[Man] Move along! Move
along! Come on! Move along!

What could've
caused the explosion?

Uh, gas leak, kids playing
around— Hard to say.

Looks like they were
gonna tear it down anyway.

It's long overdue anyway.

Uh, I'd like to
take a closer look.

No. I think it's best
if you stay back here.

It could be pretty
dangerous in there. Oh, but...

Sorry.

Thanks.

138 David, Station “B.” [
Dispatcher] Station “B,” go ahead,

Request one unit additional
assistance, my location.

Anybody down here?

[Man] Down here!
I'll get the gear.

[Marco] Christy.

You'd better stay out
here— And I’m not kidding.

[Fireman] Let's see if there's
anything in the other room.

Hey! Can you hear me?

[Man] Down here!

[Man] Over here!

[Sirens ]

13, this is 51. Locate
behind the building.

We can use some more
search-and-rescue help inside.

[Fireman] [ think I see
something near all that rubble.

[Man] You finally made it.

Yeah.

What happened? Watch it!

This joint ain't on fire, is it?

Not yet it isn’t.

[Groaning ] What?

[ Gasps, Groans ] What happened?

Are you hurt anywhere
other than your legs here?

[ Stanley ] Can you run
another line around back? No.

Are you sure? Mm-hmm.

Okay. What happened?
[Stanley] Check for any ruptures.

Coughs [Kelly] I'll
check on any ruptures.

Look, I can't do anything until I
get some help down here. All right?

[DeSoto ] Hey,
Johnny, where are you?

[Spits] I’m down here!

Wait a minute! I’m
gonna need a drug box,

a jack and some pry bars.

Also, contact Rampart. I
may need to start an I.V.

[DeSoto ] Right. What's
the victim's name?

Well, how about it?
They're gonna need it up top.

[Gasps ] Monty— Monty Bodine.

- Monty Bodine!
- Okay, I'm gonna get Kelly
to bring in the gear.

- I'm gonna go and call the hospital.
- All right.

[ Clattering ]

I'm gonna have to stop
this bleeding. [Groans ]

[Groans ] I's no use, buddy.

Don't worry. We're gonna get
you out of here in one piece.

I’m tellin' ya. It's no use.

- As long as there's no fire,
we're all right.
- No, we ain't.

Well, what are you sayin'?

What time is it?

It's ten till 2:00.

10-4, Rampart.
We'll get back to ya.

[ Brackett] Standing by.

You did say the man's
name was Bodine, didn't ya?

We've got an A.P.B. out on a man
by the name of Montgomery Bodine.

He's wanted for setting off bombs in
two derelict buildings in the past month.

Some kind of a nut dedicated
to clearing slums all by himself.

Yeah, well, I figure this time
he hit the switch too soon.

What time is it?

It's five minutes till 2:00.

[Sighs] We've got
five minutes left.

What's he talkin about?

There's another bomb. It's in
the bottom of the elevator shaft,

set to go off at 2:00...

Unless I blew that one too.

He's probably right. The deputy
just told me this is his third building.

Fourth. I did one last year.

Johnny, you wanna get this other
end? I'm gonna try to pry that up.

[Fireman] DeSoto, there's a six-year-old
girl on the other side of that end wall,

We're digging her out, but she's
gonna need medical attention.

Better make that fast. There's a bomb set
to go off in four minutes in this building.

- You set?
- Yeah.

[Gasps ] Four minutes
left. You guys are nuts.

[Groans ]

Marco, where are ya? Over here!

All right. Go tell the captain
about the second bomb.

Right.

[Groaning ]

Right, Cap. Vince.

There's another bomb and it's
due to go off in three minutes. [Sighs]

Are you hurt, honey?

Get her out of here fast.
There's another bomb.

[Groans ] Hurry!

[ Girl Cries ]

[Groaning ]

Oh!

The bomb detail is
rolling, Dave, but we got

about two minutes before
the other bomb goes off.

Now, let's get these people back and
let's clear these buildings out, okay?

[Groans ]

[ Girl Crying ]

Uh, is Johnny still in there? He was
behind us after he handed out the girl.

What time did you set that for? I
don't know what you’re talking about.

It's exactly 2:00. I’m
going in after him. Roy.

- Yeah, I know.
- Let's get this guy to the ambulance.

[Alarm Blares ]

Come on. Let's get out of here.

[Groans ]

[Sighs]

Good morning! Good
morning! Good morning!

What are you so happy about?

I don't know. I'm just happy.
I had a great date last night.

I'm supposed to ask
you all about it, right?

You'd be very interested.

Especially in this girl.

What girl is that? Well, I
thought you'd never ask.

Her name is, uh, Christy.

You went out with Christy
last night? On a date.

What a girl.

I thought they hated each other.
At least I know she hated you.

Aw, she only thought she did.

You see, when I first met
this girl, I thought to myself,

“Now this girl
grooves on hostility.”

So, I was hostile.

Very hostile— She loved it.

You mean your whole
attitude was an act?

An act?

Roy, what do you
think I am, insincere?