Onder Vuur (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Episode #1.1 - full transcript
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Here you go. Your sandwiches are in there.
How do you feel, huh?
Are you ready? Your last day.
At least they won't be bored today. Huh?
- Come back, okay?
- Always, girl.
You know that.
All right.
See you later.
Fire department and first aid.
- Hello, fire department?
- Yes, madam.
A neighbor's place is on fire.
- I'm scared that it will spread.
- We'll help you.
Hofstraat Street, Number 7, downtown.
Is that correct, ma'am?
That's correct.
What do you see?
Smoke, or fire as well?
Only smoke.
Firefighters are notified.
East Bank is on its way.
UNDER FIRE
Attention.
Building on fire.
Sharp left.
Boris, be careful
with that fire truck please.
Always, Lieutenant, you know me.
Are you still afraid while we're driving?
Stop giving me a hard time.
- It's called nausea. Car sickness.
- Mm-hmm.
Just watch the road.
I don't want us turning over
like we did at Petit Paris.
One time.
I've just had one accident in my life.
Twenty years ago.
- That...
- Boris is our best driver.
You shouldn't be so severe with him.
- I'd rather fly. You know me.
- Oh.
That's much less dangerous.
- You know what? You're right.
- Mm.
What's that horrible stench?
- Vincent is eating.
- Vince!
- Huh?
- You're eating?
- Yeah.
- Now?
It's my lunch hour.
We're on our way to an emergency.
- Yeah.
- What is it?
Um... Marinated kelp,
mango carpaccio, a little bit of avocado,
magnesium granules, iodine,
just a veggie salad, actually.
- A vegetarian salad.
- Yeah.
- Tasty?
- Yeah.
- Can I have some?
- Yeah.
Let me try.
Be careful.
- Mm! That's gross.
- Orlando!
It smells like nun sweat.
I got up an hour early
to marinate that kelp.
- Knockaert?
- Yeah.
Can you take the call
like you're normal?
I can't work if I'm hungry.
Assistant?
Lieutenant,
Assistant Steve hasn't shown up.
We're only left with five.
- God damn it.
- Here we go again.
- Sergeant Foncke.
- Yo, Patrick.
Heavy smoke's coming from the building.
We don't know if there's anyone inside,
but it should be empty.
- Copy that, boss.
- And, Sergeant, one more thing.
I have to tell you that
you're in charge today.
Assistant Steve Pauwels has managed
not to be there once again,
for God's sake.
- Understood?
- Copy that.
Our first fire in weeks
and Steve is a no-show again, hmm?
I don't know what's up with him.
What are you staring at?
Hey, girl, relax, okay?
Listen, Orlando is concerned.
And I thought, "What if something
terrible happened to Steve?"
Like a serious case of acute thirst.
You know what, Gio? Fuck you.
- Fuck you! What the hell?
- Hey, guys. Hey!
Focus. Come on, guys.
Vince, Nina, first attack. Bokkie, pump.
Henri and I will burst in,
and, Gio, you're saving the old lady.
Orlando, let me come along.
I don't wanna save an old lady.
You say you're the biggest playboy
in Ostend.
That's not a lie.
Prove it for me.
What about Steve?
He deserves a tea for that, doesn't he?
The discussion
will have to wait. Bokkie, ETA?
- Five minutes.
- That's too long.
- Better take a left there.
- One-way street?
- Do it.
- Okay.
Turning left now.
What the heck was that?
- Noelle, you with me?
- Okay, I'm here.
I swear, I've thrown up for less, man.
Wow.
The fire is still contained, but it could
spread fast. Get everyone out.
Anyone coming?
Gistel are on their way.
They have new pump trucks,
but can't make it in time.
- We're not waiting, bring your team now.
- You got it.
Hey, Sergeant,
play by the book, my friend.
Always. Gio, help the old woman.
- Vince, door.
- We need to break the lock.
There's no time. Henri, Halligan.
- Nina, you all right?
- I'm good.
Gio, mind your manners.
Bokkie, eight bar.
Eight bar.
- Ready?
- Ready.
- Good?
- Good.
Mano check.
Okay.
Go!
Go!
I didn't know I was saving
the most beautiful woman in Ostend.
I beg your pardon?
- Are you ready, madam?
- I'll get my bag...
No. No, no, no. We have to hurry, madam.
Leave it. Come with me.
- No time?
- Yeah.
Help me!
Help me!
Patrick,
we're at the fire floor already.
Vince, check the door.
It's locked.
Hear that?
There's someone's inside.
Nina, check the pressure.
- Vince, break it open.
- Yeah.
- Watch out for that rollover.
- Now!
- Good?
- Yeah.
Let's take a look inside.
On my cue. One, two, three. Go!
And?
No fire, a lot of smoke.
I don't see victims.
All right. Search and rescue,
we're going in. Ready?
One, two, three, go.
Vince, what do you see?
Vince, what's this here?
Victim located.
- One person.
- Okay.
- One man.
- Go ahead, Henri.
- Okay. Rescue hood.
- Turn that fucking music off.
The victim has been located.
The guy's unconscious, either
because of the smoke or the drugs.
Hang tight. Assistance is on its way.
The ladder truck will be here any minute.
Understood.
We're clearing the way.
Seriously? Is this happening again?
Vince, use the heat camera.
The fire source is behind this.
Must be a hidden room.
Hey, take it easy.
Calm down!
- We're firemen.
- We're here to help! Easy now!
Easy!
Hey!
- Vince.
- Orlando.
Orlando! What...
I wonder if I'll ever see the day
you aren't standing in our way.
- Perimeter has to be secured.
- You're kidding me, right?
The ladder truck has been held up.
Orlando, update.
For God's sake. What happened?
You arrest the victims now as well?
Citizen's arrest.
My sergeant must have had his reasons.
Try to focus.
Gonzales, get ready.
The fire source is in the next room.
Henri, we're moving that cupboard.
- Of course.
- On three, all right?
- Gonzales, ready?
- Ready.
One, two, three.
Nina!
Let me go.
Firefighters attacked during service.
Write that down.
My girlfriend's in the apartment.
- What?
- My girlfriend's inside.
- Where?
- Behind the cupboard.
Damn it.
There's one more victim inside.
There's one more victim inside.
I don't see any more victims.
Fuck! There's a drug lab in here.
Lieutenant! We found a weed cultivation.
It must be the cause of the fire.
They must have tried tapping
electricity, that's why there's a meter.
There, I see the other victim.
- Where?
- Behind those beams.
Nina, keep it coming.
We're going to bring her out.
- Ready?
- Yes, sir.
- Go.
- All right.
Here.
Great.
Sergeant, update.
The victim has been located.
We're going to try to evacuate,
but the fire is getting hotter.
Patrick, what's the situation?
Apparently a weed cultivation.
One victim still inside,
she's being pulled by my team.
Bring your ladder, put it
in position to douse the fire,
make sure another team is ready
for a second round.
Sure. Ladder up!
She's not going to make it.
We don't know. There's smoke
in her lungs, but she might survive.
Nina, what are you waiting for?
I'm having a hard time handling it.
It's fucking hot.
It's getting out of hand.
You have to move. You're way too far,
even for a small room.
Nina, keep pulsing.
Fuck! What do we do now?
- Hey! We can do it. Ready?
- Yes.
- Grab her feet.
- Okay.
- All right? Go!
- Okay.
Come on, get out.
God damn it! Orlando, update!
- Henri, can you see them?
- Negative.
That beam is going to collapse.
The ceiling's coming down.
Orlando, come on, man,
give me an update.
The flames are too intense.
We have zero visibility.
Medic, now!
Over here! Quickly!
Okay.
Go! Go! Go!
Yes. Down.
And?
Her tongue has turned black,
but she has a chance to survive. Go!
Excuse me, Sergeant. Regional Coast News.
Can I ask you a few questions now, sir?
- The lieutenant's already gone.
- This is Sergeant Knockaert.
He found the weed cultivation.
He'll answer your questions today.
- And? What was that?
- What?
What happened in there? Upstairs?
A sergeant running away from the fire.
He attacked Henri,
what should I have done?
Just behaved.
It was a good tackle, though.
Mm. Sweet tackle.
Well done, girl. Well done.
Fucking hell.
Tea time!
Fuck!
Fuck that tea! No!
- Slept well, Assistant?
- Yeah, I...
Don't ever be absent again.
Assistant or not, I don't give a damn.
- Come.
- Understood.
Yes, I got started a little late.
Yeah, whatever, Steve.
You don't seem to change.
Do I look sexy? In my wet T-shirt.
- No. Come on, your clothes are all wet.
- Ugh.
- God, you're a mess. Come on.
- Yeah, I know.
I had the chief of police
on the phone.
It wasn't a nice chat, you know?
I don't have to spell it out for you,
do I?
The sergeant believes he's the police,
and the assistant comes and goes
as he pleases.
May I offer you a coffee?
East Bank station,
you think so highly of yourselves, huh?
Best station in the district? Pathetic.
Best, I don't know.
But the fastest? You bet.
Maybe if the equipment was at least decent
and this pump truck
wasn't from the year 2000.
If I stick it in your mouth,
would you shut it?
How did you get through the physicals?
Anyway, one more thing.
This is my assistant, Alissa.
She's recently been recruited
by the district to run the PR here.
Calendars, online,
Can you please give them more context?
Yeah. We are aiming to improve the, um...
public image
of the entire fire department.
Social media, I'm thinking photos,
videos, interviews, that kind of stuff.
She can interview me anytime.
I'm expecting everyone to cooperate, yeah?
This bullshit has to stop.
The police does their job, we do ours.
Major, just to be really clear,
if another drug dealer beats up one of
our firefighters, we let him run away?
Ah. Sergeant Foncke,
just to be really clear,
is causing accidents
part of your daily job?
Attention, building on fire.
- Welcome.
- Thank you.
Steve, Steve, you're not going.
- Listen, son. Hey. Come here.
- Seriously?
Attention.
Come on, Steve,
you know we can't go on like this. Right?
This has been going on for months now.
Unexcused absence, to be clear.
More than we can count, actually.
You have a drinking problem, Assistant.
- Oh, God.
- And it's pretty obvious.
It is clear as day.
You give us no choice
but to suspend you indefinitely.
Hey, Patrick, don't do this, man!
You're going to suspend me, dude?
Twelve years, man. Twelve years.
Dedicating all these years
along with the entire team.
And you know...
The decision
has been made, Assistant.
You are not welcome in this station, okay?
At all. Not anymore.
Starting now, okay? Understood?
Understood?
Appreciate it.
Thanks, man. Seriously. Thank you.
OSTEND FLYING CLUB
Marieke?
Hey! I've been waiting for 20 minutes.
I need a shower or I'll be late.
Good morning, by the way.
Why are you here?
Are you following me?
Good morning to you too.
I just got back from Roger's.
I bought some fish.
- We were giving each other space.
- I'm giving you space, aren't I?
I'm just buying my groceries.
What does that have to do with you, huh?
- God, if you're going to act like that...
- Nah.
- Nah what?
- No, you know what this is?
You're here because you lack trust,
Maaike, you want to see how I live.
You believe I can't live without you.
That's why you're here.
You want to see? Do you?
I don't need to see anything.
Stop blowing this out of proportion.
It's that blue boat there.
That's where I live.
You got it? Wait, god damn it.
Sorry. I really shouldn't have done that.
You know, I think about it every day.
Is it even steady on those trestles?
- This isn't gonna work. Do you really...
- I got to go.
It looks good in blue.
She can't be late
on her first day her work.
Don't spend all your time on that thing.
- When you're 40...
- Good morning.
...you'll have a hernia
and concentration issues.
Ah, there she is!
Ooh, wow! Looking good, huh?
- Yeah. Where are my shoes?
- On the shoe rack maybe?
Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Come on.
Marieke, damn it!
FIRE BRIGADE
Pat, how is that even possible?
Your team doesn't know yet?
- You know me, right?
- Ah.
You don't keep your last day from the ones
that work for you.
You wanna celebrate
your promotion, don't you?
Captain. That's pretty good, right?
Promotion? It's not like I had a choice.
Be grateful, it's healthy.
Your men and the entire station
are going to stay intact.
It just can't get better than this.
And, Patrick, I stuck my neck out for you.
You know that, right?
I started out here too.
This station has been my station too.
People our age shouldn't be
running stations anymore, my friend.
Go home, enjoy your wife,
your house and...
Spend some more time flying.
What more could you wish for, huh?
Life is good, right?
Ah. Sorry.
Congratulations, Captain Sinnaeve.
- Thanks.
- Well, I'd better get going.
Lieutenant, I wish you all the best
on your first day, okay?
I think you might need it.
Patrick, I'll see you
at headquarters tomorrow.
Mm.
In the meantime, relax a little, okay?
Just take a nice flight or something.
I also have to go.
And, um...
I haven't said anything to my men.
You'll have to introduce
yourself to them, Lieutenant.
You have to tell them you're leaving.
Right?
I believe they have to hear it from you.
Well...
Um, well, yeah, uh, I probably
should have told you earlier, but...
I was, uh, offered a promotion
and I actually accepted it.
I'll be a captain at headquarters.
This is my last day here
at East Bank station.
- What's that?
- What?
- Seriously?
- He means it.
Yeah. And honestly, uh,
an old geezer like me
shouldn't lead the station.
I have to think about myself.
You'll have a desk job as captain.
I can't believe it.
Yeah, I probably should have
told you sooner,
but it's time to make room
for someone else.
Hmm? So, uh, Lieutenant?
Hi, everybody. I'm your new lieutenant,
Dominique Meersman.
Yeah, I know this is all a bit unexpected,
but I do hope to have
a nice partnership with all of you.
Uh, I have been given the task of ensuring
the further professionalization
at East Bank station
- for the times...
- Professionalization?
How, exactly?
The quickest response time
in the district,
the highest successful interventions.
What are you professionalizing here, miss?
- Orlando.
- What?
- Come on. Give her a chance, son.
- Why are you leaving?
It is more complex
than just getting there quickly, and...
it's not a mystery that
there's some areas of opportunity
that East Bank station can work on
to match other very effective stations
that are our counterparts.
So, yeah. And with that being said,
I ask you follow the limits
set for this job.
And it is "lieutenant" to you, Orlando.
Roasted.
And, well, I'll be coming along
on future operations
until we get a new assistant,
so I can see how you handle it all,
and as a way to get to know
each other a bit better.
Well, now that we're all clear,
that will be all.
What will she do?
Run around the station in heels?
- Safety shoes aren't required?
- Just calm down.
What do you want, Noelle?
Well, is it the fact that she's a woman
that's bothering you?
I'm sure she hasn't received
her shoes yet.
- Is Pat really leaving?
- Well, kid.
He's not exactly leaving
of his own accord.
East Bank station is not what you call
a top-notch station, is it?
You mean there's pressure from above?
It was either Pat
or the entire East Bank station.
You gonna start crying?
These things, how do you imagine
they get decided? Think about it.
Right.
The balloon
is on the third crane.
We don't know
how many passengers are on board.
The climbing team
from Gistel station is on the way.
Okay, understood, over.
Does he always drive this fast?
- Vomit-inducing?
- Huh?
Feeling sick?
I'm just joking.
Boris is our best driver, you know?
You can trust him, ma'am.
Help!
- Over here.
- Fuck.
Shit.
We must hurry.
If the fabric rips, those guys are done.
- The special climbing team from Gistel...
- We don't have that long.
We'll do it now. I'm going up.
Vincent and I have climbing gear.
District Dispatch,
Lieutenant Meersman here.
East Bank station is at the scene.
How long before
the Gistel climbing team arrives? Over.
Gistel team arrival time
is 20 minutes. Over.
You're not waiting 20 minutes
for a climbing team to go up there.
I'm the boss.
Are we clear, Sergeant Foncke?
I need to assess the risk,
and I'm in charge here.
Right. For Christ's sake.
This is the balloon owner's
daughter, Stephanie.
My dad's in big trouble.
He's not responding.
He's up...
He's up there in the balloon.
I was... I was following them in my car.
- Relax. Just... And breathe. Calm down.
- Yeah.
I was following them in my car.
And then I called him
over the radio, but he didn't answer.
I'm afraid because my papa...
He has...
He has a heart condition.
He is sick, please help him.
How many were there in it?
Uh...
- Three.
- Three?
Four. Three passengers and my pa.
Four. Okay. What is your father's name?
- Eric.
- Eric.
Can we communicate
with the people on board?
- Yeah, with the radio.
- Okay.
Calm down, calm down.
Help us, please!
- Okay, it's on the right channel?
- Yeah.
Okay.
- Noelle, right?
- Yeah.
I want to know the situation up there.
He might have had a heart attack.
Henri, please stay here.
I'm coordinating with the police, okay?
- Madam?
- Hello?
- I'm Noelle. Tell me your name?
- Chief.
We're waiting on the climbing team.
All access roads must remain clear.
All right.
Let us know how we can support.
Okay.
Hey, Charlotte, listen closely.
Yes.
What do I do?
I'm gonna ask you some questions.
Can you describe
the balloonist's condition?
Prop clear.
Last check. Okay, good to go. Lift off.
Stay calm, Charlotte.
Eric is lying here.
Charlotte, listen, I need you
to check if he's still breathing.
No.
He doesn't seem to be breathing.
- Do something! Climb up now! Please!
- I know.
- Calm down.
- Stephanie.
Breathe slowly. In and out. In and out.
Check his pulse.
I'm going to help you with that.
- Okay.
- Get your index finger
and ring finger past the Adam's apple,
between the wind pipe and the neck muscle.
And now focus on it. Okay?
- It's taking too long.
- We have to wait.
- Charlotte?
- I can't feel a pulse.
- Heart massage.
- Okay, Charlotte?
Charlotte, put your hands together and
place them in the middle of his chest
and then press down forcefully
around two times per second.
Okay.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.
Eleven, twelve.
He's not gonna make it.
How's that ETA? Over.
- Twenty minutes.
- Fuck.
Wait. Wait.
Throw everything out.
Your gears, sandbags, everything.
The load needs to be as light as possible.
Charlotte, is there anything
than can be removed from the basket?
Like sandbags, maybe. Or backpacks.
Give us a little more time, okay?
Hurry.
You're a little lighter now.
Try to stay calm.
- They're emptying the basket.
- Won't give them much time.
What do you want to do, then?
- Climb ourselves.
- Climbing team's coming.
We have our own climbing gear.
I'm not waiting
for that sail cloth to rip.
We have orders, Orlando.
From whom, huh? Coming or not?
You're crazy.
We can hear
the sailcloth tearing.
Fuck!
Do something!
Orlando! Orlando!
Oh, fuck this!
Sergeant, put climbing gear on.
Make sure you're with Orlando.
I don't want any accidents.
- I'll coordinate from the roof.
- Understood.
Why are you taking so long?
Orlando.
What took you so long?
Orders are orders, all right?
Help us!
Come on!
Come on! Come on!
Help us!
Orlando.
Keep going, man. Come on.
The climbing team
is coming to help you.
Just be careful.
Make sure you're secured
before rappelling down, please.
Come on.
Relax, Charlotte.
Please, just stay calm.
Two of our men are coming
to secure the basket.
We're getting you out, okay?
Charlotte, can you hear me?
Just, please relax.
How am I supposed to relax?
We're gonna die and you don't give a fuck!
Vince, what did you bring?
- Two pieces of rope, 100 meters each.
- Awesome, man.
Fuck.
Just concentrate, man.
Fuck.
Hey, I think I made it.
Come on! Help us!
We're gonna die, oh, my God!
- Come on. Hurry up!
- We're almost there.
- You have my belt?
- Yeah.
- Secured?
- Yeah.
Hurry up!
Have you secured it?
- Check.
- Check.
- Good.
- All right.
Charlotte?
Hurry! Go!
- Hurry up.
- Okay.
We're too heavy. You know what?
I'm not dying in here!
Somebody help us!
Charlotte, let me know what's going on.
Calm down, please.
What's going on up there? Charlotte?
- Hey!
- What's happening?
- He's dead anyway.
- Don't do it!
Leave that man in the basket.
Leave it! Don't! Hey!
Fuck!
Hey!
- Please, ma'am, don't look.
- Oh, my God. No!
No!
Oh, my God.
Fuck!
The man has been thrown out
of the basket.
Rappel.
You fucking psycho!
We're rappelling now.
The man had a family!
Fifteen meters.
Come on. Come on!
Help! Hurry up!
Please! Over here!
Ten meters.
Thank you! Thank you!
Securing the basket.
Yes.
Basket secured. You'll be fine.
Is that your way of doing things?
Waiting for them to slam down?
I can suspend you for this,
neglecting my orders.
Those orders were BS. Ten minutes
and those people would have died.
It was a good call. The safest.
Because you could have
fallen with them, too.
Yeah, sure.
I'm responsible for my team's safety.
You'll listen.
Listen? You know what, Dominique?
This way, no one will listen to you.
A god damn fatality
happened your first day.
Bravo, Lieutenant. Well done.
That's Orlando.
Don't take it personally. Okay?
He'll come around, okay?
Hey.
Lieutenant.
- I think these are your size? 39, right?
- Thank you.
Don't let those guys walk over you.
And please wear these.
The things that fall on your feet
during rescues are pretty nasty.
Appreciate it.
You've done everything
you can do here today.
Hey. You gotta leave your regrets
at the door.
You know just as well as I do,
if we had secured that balloon sooner
this wouldn't have happened.
"If"? Uh-huh. You said it yourself now.
Yeah. Patrick would have let us climb up.
With him, this wouldn't have happened.
That god damn newbie
is gonna mess everything up.
Orlando, let it go. You're overreacting.
You're up. Say goodbye.
You're cheating.
Take that, move over.
Brazil is mine, I'm gonna dance.
Well, there you go.
It also seems like
I'm gonna take Venezuela.
I told you.
NEXT TIME
This is Tom Lateur. He's a new recruit.
I don't wanna know. She probably thinks
something is wrong with me.
Yeah. Come on. Yeah. Push.
- We're going to scale up.
- We're not going to wait.
Come on. Keep pulsing.
Here you go. Your sandwiches are in there.
How do you feel, huh?
Are you ready? Your last day.
At least they won't be bored today. Huh?
- Come back, okay?
- Always, girl.
You know that.
All right.
See you later.
Fire department and first aid.
- Hello, fire department?
- Yes, madam.
A neighbor's place is on fire.
- I'm scared that it will spread.
- We'll help you.
Hofstraat Street, Number 7, downtown.
Is that correct, ma'am?
That's correct.
What do you see?
Smoke, or fire as well?
Only smoke.
Firefighters are notified.
East Bank is on its way.
UNDER FIRE
Attention.
Building on fire.
Sharp left.
Boris, be careful
with that fire truck please.
Always, Lieutenant, you know me.
Are you still afraid while we're driving?
Stop giving me a hard time.
- It's called nausea. Car sickness.
- Mm-hmm.
Just watch the road.
I don't want us turning over
like we did at Petit Paris.
One time.
I've just had one accident in my life.
Twenty years ago.
- That...
- Boris is our best driver.
You shouldn't be so severe with him.
- I'd rather fly. You know me.
- Oh.
That's much less dangerous.
- You know what? You're right.
- Mm.
What's that horrible stench?
- Vincent is eating.
- Vince!
- Huh?
- You're eating?
- Yeah.
- Now?
It's my lunch hour.
We're on our way to an emergency.
- Yeah.
- What is it?
Um... Marinated kelp,
mango carpaccio, a little bit of avocado,
magnesium granules, iodine,
just a veggie salad, actually.
- A vegetarian salad.
- Yeah.
- Tasty?
- Yeah.
- Can I have some?
- Yeah.
Let me try.
Be careful.
- Mm! That's gross.
- Orlando!
It smells like nun sweat.
I got up an hour early
to marinate that kelp.
- Knockaert?
- Yeah.
Can you take the call
like you're normal?
I can't work if I'm hungry.
Assistant?
Lieutenant,
Assistant Steve hasn't shown up.
We're only left with five.
- God damn it.
- Here we go again.
- Sergeant Foncke.
- Yo, Patrick.
Heavy smoke's coming from the building.
We don't know if there's anyone inside,
but it should be empty.
- Copy that, boss.
- And, Sergeant, one more thing.
I have to tell you that
you're in charge today.
Assistant Steve Pauwels has managed
not to be there once again,
for God's sake.
- Understood?
- Copy that.
Our first fire in weeks
and Steve is a no-show again, hmm?
I don't know what's up with him.
What are you staring at?
Hey, girl, relax, okay?
Listen, Orlando is concerned.
And I thought, "What if something
terrible happened to Steve?"
Like a serious case of acute thirst.
You know what, Gio? Fuck you.
- Fuck you! What the hell?
- Hey, guys. Hey!
Focus. Come on, guys.
Vince, Nina, first attack. Bokkie, pump.
Henri and I will burst in,
and, Gio, you're saving the old lady.
Orlando, let me come along.
I don't wanna save an old lady.
You say you're the biggest playboy
in Ostend.
That's not a lie.
Prove it for me.
What about Steve?
He deserves a tea for that, doesn't he?
The discussion
will have to wait. Bokkie, ETA?
- Five minutes.
- That's too long.
- Better take a left there.
- One-way street?
- Do it.
- Okay.
Turning left now.
What the heck was that?
- Noelle, you with me?
- Okay, I'm here.
I swear, I've thrown up for less, man.
Wow.
The fire is still contained, but it could
spread fast. Get everyone out.
Anyone coming?
Gistel are on their way.
They have new pump trucks,
but can't make it in time.
- We're not waiting, bring your team now.
- You got it.
Hey, Sergeant,
play by the book, my friend.
Always. Gio, help the old woman.
- Vince, door.
- We need to break the lock.
There's no time. Henri, Halligan.
- Nina, you all right?
- I'm good.
Gio, mind your manners.
Bokkie, eight bar.
Eight bar.
- Ready?
- Ready.
- Good?
- Good.
Mano check.
Okay.
Go!
Go!
I didn't know I was saving
the most beautiful woman in Ostend.
I beg your pardon?
- Are you ready, madam?
- I'll get my bag...
No. No, no, no. We have to hurry, madam.
Leave it. Come with me.
- No time?
- Yeah.
Help me!
Help me!
Patrick,
we're at the fire floor already.
Vince, check the door.
It's locked.
Hear that?
There's someone's inside.
Nina, check the pressure.
- Vince, break it open.
- Yeah.
- Watch out for that rollover.
- Now!
- Good?
- Yeah.
Let's take a look inside.
On my cue. One, two, three. Go!
And?
No fire, a lot of smoke.
I don't see victims.
All right. Search and rescue,
we're going in. Ready?
One, two, three, go.
Vince, what do you see?
Vince, what's this here?
Victim located.
- One person.
- Okay.
- One man.
- Go ahead, Henri.
- Okay. Rescue hood.
- Turn that fucking music off.
The victim has been located.
The guy's unconscious, either
because of the smoke or the drugs.
Hang tight. Assistance is on its way.
The ladder truck will be here any minute.
Understood.
We're clearing the way.
Seriously? Is this happening again?
Vince, use the heat camera.
The fire source is behind this.
Must be a hidden room.
Hey, take it easy.
Calm down!
- We're firemen.
- We're here to help! Easy now!
Easy!
Hey!
- Vince.
- Orlando.
Orlando! What...
I wonder if I'll ever see the day
you aren't standing in our way.
- Perimeter has to be secured.
- You're kidding me, right?
The ladder truck has been held up.
Orlando, update.
For God's sake. What happened?
You arrest the victims now as well?
Citizen's arrest.
My sergeant must have had his reasons.
Try to focus.
Gonzales, get ready.
The fire source is in the next room.
Henri, we're moving that cupboard.
- Of course.
- On three, all right?
- Gonzales, ready?
- Ready.
One, two, three.
Nina!
Let me go.
Firefighters attacked during service.
Write that down.
My girlfriend's in the apartment.
- What?
- My girlfriend's inside.
- Where?
- Behind the cupboard.
Damn it.
There's one more victim inside.
There's one more victim inside.
I don't see any more victims.
Fuck! There's a drug lab in here.
Lieutenant! We found a weed cultivation.
It must be the cause of the fire.
They must have tried tapping
electricity, that's why there's a meter.
There, I see the other victim.
- Where?
- Behind those beams.
Nina, keep it coming.
We're going to bring her out.
- Ready?
- Yes, sir.
- Go.
- All right.
Here.
Great.
Sergeant, update.
The victim has been located.
We're going to try to evacuate,
but the fire is getting hotter.
Patrick, what's the situation?
Apparently a weed cultivation.
One victim still inside,
she's being pulled by my team.
Bring your ladder, put it
in position to douse the fire,
make sure another team is ready
for a second round.
Sure. Ladder up!
She's not going to make it.
We don't know. There's smoke
in her lungs, but she might survive.
Nina, what are you waiting for?
I'm having a hard time handling it.
It's fucking hot.
It's getting out of hand.
You have to move. You're way too far,
even for a small room.
Nina, keep pulsing.
Fuck! What do we do now?
- Hey! We can do it. Ready?
- Yes.
- Grab her feet.
- Okay.
- All right? Go!
- Okay.
Come on, get out.
God damn it! Orlando, update!
- Henri, can you see them?
- Negative.
That beam is going to collapse.
The ceiling's coming down.
Orlando, come on, man,
give me an update.
The flames are too intense.
We have zero visibility.
Medic, now!
Over here! Quickly!
Okay.
Go! Go! Go!
Yes. Down.
And?
Her tongue has turned black,
but she has a chance to survive. Go!
Excuse me, Sergeant. Regional Coast News.
Can I ask you a few questions now, sir?
- The lieutenant's already gone.
- This is Sergeant Knockaert.
He found the weed cultivation.
He'll answer your questions today.
- And? What was that?
- What?
What happened in there? Upstairs?
A sergeant running away from the fire.
He attacked Henri,
what should I have done?
Just behaved.
It was a good tackle, though.
Mm. Sweet tackle.
Well done, girl. Well done.
Fucking hell.
Tea time!
Fuck!
Fuck that tea! No!
- Slept well, Assistant?
- Yeah, I...
Don't ever be absent again.
Assistant or not, I don't give a damn.
- Come.
- Understood.
Yes, I got started a little late.
Yeah, whatever, Steve.
You don't seem to change.
Do I look sexy? In my wet T-shirt.
- No. Come on, your clothes are all wet.
- Ugh.
- God, you're a mess. Come on.
- Yeah, I know.
I had the chief of police
on the phone.
It wasn't a nice chat, you know?
I don't have to spell it out for you,
do I?
The sergeant believes he's the police,
and the assistant comes and goes
as he pleases.
May I offer you a coffee?
East Bank station,
you think so highly of yourselves, huh?
Best station in the district? Pathetic.
Best, I don't know.
But the fastest? You bet.
Maybe if the equipment was at least decent
and this pump truck
wasn't from the year 2000.
If I stick it in your mouth,
would you shut it?
How did you get through the physicals?
Anyway, one more thing.
This is my assistant, Alissa.
She's recently been recruited
by the district to run the PR here.
Calendars, online,
Can you please give them more context?
Yeah. We are aiming to improve the, um...
public image
of the entire fire department.
Social media, I'm thinking photos,
videos, interviews, that kind of stuff.
She can interview me anytime.
I'm expecting everyone to cooperate, yeah?
This bullshit has to stop.
The police does their job, we do ours.
Major, just to be really clear,
if another drug dealer beats up one of
our firefighters, we let him run away?
Ah. Sergeant Foncke,
just to be really clear,
is causing accidents
part of your daily job?
Attention, building on fire.
- Welcome.
- Thank you.
Steve, Steve, you're not going.
- Listen, son. Hey. Come here.
- Seriously?
Attention.
Come on, Steve,
you know we can't go on like this. Right?
This has been going on for months now.
Unexcused absence, to be clear.
More than we can count, actually.
You have a drinking problem, Assistant.
- Oh, God.
- And it's pretty obvious.
It is clear as day.
You give us no choice
but to suspend you indefinitely.
Hey, Patrick, don't do this, man!
You're going to suspend me, dude?
Twelve years, man. Twelve years.
Dedicating all these years
along with the entire team.
And you know...
The decision
has been made, Assistant.
You are not welcome in this station, okay?
At all. Not anymore.
Starting now, okay? Understood?
Understood?
Appreciate it.
Thanks, man. Seriously. Thank you.
OSTEND FLYING CLUB
Marieke?
Hey! I've been waiting for 20 minutes.
I need a shower or I'll be late.
Good morning, by the way.
Why are you here?
Are you following me?
Good morning to you too.
I just got back from Roger's.
I bought some fish.
- We were giving each other space.
- I'm giving you space, aren't I?
I'm just buying my groceries.
What does that have to do with you, huh?
- God, if you're going to act like that...
- Nah.
- Nah what?
- No, you know what this is?
You're here because you lack trust,
Maaike, you want to see how I live.
You believe I can't live without you.
That's why you're here.
You want to see? Do you?
I don't need to see anything.
Stop blowing this out of proportion.
It's that blue boat there.
That's where I live.
You got it? Wait, god damn it.
Sorry. I really shouldn't have done that.
You know, I think about it every day.
Is it even steady on those trestles?
- This isn't gonna work. Do you really...
- I got to go.
It looks good in blue.
She can't be late
on her first day her work.
Don't spend all your time on that thing.
- When you're 40...
- Good morning.
...you'll have a hernia
and concentration issues.
Ah, there she is!
Ooh, wow! Looking good, huh?
- Yeah. Where are my shoes?
- On the shoe rack maybe?
Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Come on.
Marieke, damn it!
FIRE BRIGADE
Pat, how is that even possible?
Your team doesn't know yet?
- You know me, right?
- Ah.
You don't keep your last day from the ones
that work for you.
You wanna celebrate
your promotion, don't you?
Captain. That's pretty good, right?
Promotion? It's not like I had a choice.
Be grateful, it's healthy.
Your men and the entire station
are going to stay intact.
It just can't get better than this.
And, Patrick, I stuck my neck out for you.
You know that, right?
I started out here too.
This station has been my station too.
People our age shouldn't be
running stations anymore, my friend.
Go home, enjoy your wife,
your house and...
Spend some more time flying.
What more could you wish for, huh?
Life is good, right?
Ah. Sorry.
Congratulations, Captain Sinnaeve.
- Thanks.
- Well, I'd better get going.
Lieutenant, I wish you all the best
on your first day, okay?
I think you might need it.
Patrick, I'll see you
at headquarters tomorrow.
Mm.
In the meantime, relax a little, okay?
Just take a nice flight or something.
I also have to go.
And, um...
I haven't said anything to my men.
You'll have to introduce
yourself to them, Lieutenant.
You have to tell them you're leaving.
Right?
I believe they have to hear it from you.
Well...
Um, well, yeah, uh, I probably
should have told you earlier, but...
I was, uh, offered a promotion
and I actually accepted it.
I'll be a captain at headquarters.
This is my last day here
at East Bank station.
- What's that?
- What?
- Seriously?
- He means it.
Yeah. And honestly, uh,
an old geezer like me
shouldn't lead the station.
I have to think about myself.
You'll have a desk job as captain.
I can't believe it.
Yeah, I probably should have
told you sooner,
but it's time to make room
for someone else.
Hmm? So, uh, Lieutenant?
Hi, everybody. I'm your new lieutenant,
Dominique Meersman.
Yeah, I know this is all a bit unexpected,
but I do hope to have
a nice partnership with all of you.
Uh, I have been given the task of ensuring
the further professionalization
at East Bank station
- for the times...
- Professionalization?
How, exactly?
The quickest response time
in the district,
the highest successful interventions.
What are you professionalizing here, miss?
- Orlando.
- What?
- Come on. Give her a chance, son.
- Why are you leaving?
It is more complex
than just getting there quickly, and...
it's not a mystery that
there's some areas of opportunity
that East Bank station can work on
to match other very effective stations
that are our counterparts.
So, yeah. And with that being said,
I ask you follow the limits
set for this job.
And it is "lieutenant" to you, Orlando.
Roasted.
And, well, I'll be coming along
on future operations
until we get a new assistant,
so I can see how you handle it all,
and as a way to get to know
each other a bit better.
Well, now that we're all clear,
that will be all.
What will she do?
Run around the station in heels?
- Safety shoes aren't required?
- Just calm down.
What do you want, Noelle?
Well, is it the fact that she's a woman
that's bothering you?
I'm sure she hasn't received
her shoes yet.
- Is Pat really leaving?
- Well, kid.
He's not exactly leaving
of his own accord.
East Bank station is not what you call
a top-notch station, is it?
You mean there's pressure from above?
It was either Pat
or the entire East Bank station.
You gonna start crying?
These things, how do you imagine
they get decided? Think about it.
Right.
The balloon
is on the third crane.
We don't know
how many passengers are on board.
The climbing team
from Gistel station is on the way.
Okay, understood, over.
Does he always drive this fast?
- Vomit-inducing?
- Huh?
Feeling sick?
I'm just joking.
Boris is our best driver, you know?
You can trust him, ma'am.
Help!
- Over here.
- Fuck.
Shit.
We must hurry.
If the fabric rips, those guys are done.
- The special climbing team from Gistel...
- We don't have that long.
We'll do it now. I'm going up.
Vincent and I have climbing gear.
District Dispatch,
Lieutenant Meersman here.
East Bank station is at the scene.
How long before
the Gistel climbing team arrives? Over.
Gistel team arrival time
is 20 minutes. Over.
You're not waiting 20 minutes
for a climbing team to go up there.
I'm the boss.
Are we clear, Sergeant Foncke?
I need to assess the risk,
and I'm in charge here.
Right. For Christ's sake.
This is the balloon owner's
daughter, Stephanie.
My dad's in big trouble.
He's not responding.
He's up...
He's up there in the balloon.
I was... I was following them in my car.
- Relax. Just... And breathe. Calm down.
- Yeah.
I was following them in my car.
And then I called him
over the radio, but he didn't answer.
I'm afraid because my papa...
He has...
He has a heart condition.
He is sick, please help him.
How many were there in it?
Uh...
- Three.
- Three?
Four. Three passengers and my pa.
Four. Okay. What is your father's name?
- Eric.
- Eric.
Can we communicate
with the people on board?
- Yeah, with the radio.
- Okay.
Calm down, calm down.
Help us, please!
- Okay, it's on the right channel?
- Yeah.
Okay.
- Noelle, right?
- Yeah.
I want to know the situation up there.
He might have had a heart attack.
Henri, please stay here.
I'm coordinating with the police, okay?
- Madam?
- Hello?
- I'm Noelle. Tell me your name?
- Chief.
We're waiting on the climbing team.
All access roads must remain clear.
All right.
Let us know how we can support.
Okay.
Hey, Charlotte, listen closely.
Yes.
What do I do?
I'm gonna ask you some questions.
Can you describe
the balloonist's condition?
Prop clear.
Last check. Okay, good to go. Lift off.
Stay calm, Charlotte.
Eric is lying here.
Charlotte, listen, I need you
to check if he's still breathing.
No.
He doesn't seem to be breathing.
- Do something! Climb up now! Please!
- I know.
- Calm down.
- Stephanie.
Breathe slowly. In and out. In and out.
Check his pulse.
I'm going to help you with that.
- Okay.
- Get your index finger
and ring finger past the Adam's apple,
between the wind pipe and the neck muscle.
And now focus on it. Okay?
- It's taking too long.
- We have to wait.
- Charlotte?
- I can't feel a pulse.
- Heart massage.
- Okay, Charlotte?
Charlotte, put your hands together and
place them in the middle of his chest
and then press down forcefully
around two times per second.
Okay.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.
Eleven, twelve.
He's not gonna make it.
How's that ETA? Over.
- Twenty minutes.
- Fuck.
Wait. Wait.
Throw everything out.
Your gears, sandbags, everything.
The load needs to be as light as possible.
Charlotte, is there anything
than can be removed from the basket?
Like sandbags, maybe. Or backpacks.
Give us a little more time, okay?
Hurry.
You're a little lighter now.
Try to stay calm.
- They're emptying the basket.
- Won't give them much time.
What do you want to do, then?
- Climb ourselves.
- Climbing team's coming.
We have our own climbing gear.
I'm not waiting
for that sail cloth to rip.
We have orders, Orlando.
From whom, huh? Coming or not?
You're crazy.
We can hear
the sailcloth tearing.
Fuck!
Do something!
Orlando! Orlando!
Oh, fuck this!
Sergeant, put climbing gear on.
Make sure you're with Orlando.
I don't want any accidents.
- I'll coordinate from the roof.
- Understood.
Why are you taking so long?
Orlando.
What took you so long?
Orders are orders, all right?
Help us!
Come on!
Come on! Come on!
Help us!
Orlando.
Keep going, man. Come on.
The climbing team
is coming to help you.
Just be careful.
Make sure you're secured
before rappelling down, please.
Come on.
Relax, Charlotte.
Please, just stay calm.
Two of our men are coming
to secure the basket.
We're getting you out, okay?
Charlotte, can you hear me?
Just, please relax.
How am I supposed to relax?
We're gonna die and you don't give a fuck!
Vince, what did you bring?
- Two pieces of rope, 100 meters each.
- Awesome, man.
Fuck.
Just concentrate, man.
Fuck.
Hey, I think I made it.
Come on! Help us!
We're gonna die, oh, my God!
- Come on. Hurry up!
- We're almost there.
- You have my belt?
- Yeah.
- Secured?
- Yeah.
Hurry up!
Have you secured it?
- Check.
- Check.
- Good.
- All right.
Charlotte?
Hurry! Go!
- Hurry up.
- Okay.
We're too heavy. You know what?
I'm not dying in here!
Somebody help us!
Charlotte, let me know what's going on.
Calm down, please.
What's going on up there? Charlotte?
- Hey!
- What's happening?
- He's dead anyway.
- Don't do it!
Leave that man in the basket.
Leave it! Don't! Hey!
Fuck!
Hey!
- Please, ma'am, don't look.
- Oh, my God. No!
No!
Oh, my God.
Fuck!
The man has been thrown out
of the basket.
Rappel.
You fucking psycho!
We're rappelling now.
The man had a family!
Fifteen meters.
Come on. Come on!
Help! Hurry up!
Please! Over here!
Ten meters.
Thank you! Thank you!
Securing the basket.
Yes.
Basket secured. You'll be fine.
Is that your way of doing things?
Waiting for them to slam down?
I can suspend you for this,
neglecting my orders.
Those orders were BS. Ten minutes
and those people would have died.
It was a good call. The safest.
Because you could have
fallen with them, too.
Yeah, sure.
I'm responsible for my team's safety.
You'll listen.
Listen? You know what, Dominique?
This way, no one will listen to you.
A god damn fatality
happened your first day.
Bravo, Lieutenant. Well done.
That's Orlando.
Don't take it personally. Okay?
He'll come around, okay?
Hey.
Lieutenant.
- I think these are your size? 39, right?
- Thank you.
Don't let those guys walk over you.
And please wear these.
The things that fall on your feet
during rescues are pretty nasty.
Appreciate it.
You've done everything
you can do here today.
Hey. You gotta leave your regrets
at the door.
You know just as well as I do,
if we had secured that balloon sooner
this wouldn't have happened.
"If"? Uh-huh. You said it yourself now.
Yeah. Patrick would have let us climb up.
With him, this wouldn't have happened.
That god damn newbie
is gonna mess everything up.
Orlando, let it go. You're overreacting.
You're up. Say goodbye.
You're cheating.
Take that, move over.
Brazil is mine, I'm gonna dance.
Well, there you go.
It also seems like
I'm gonna take Venezuela.
I told you.
NEXT TIME
This is Tom Lateur. He's a new recruit.
I don't wanna know. She probably thinks
something is wrong with me.
Yeah. Come on. Yeah. Push.
- We're going to scale up.
- We're not going to wait.
Come on. Keep pulsing.