Fires Were Started

Synopsis: A new man joins the civilian firefighters at a London unit during the Second World War. He meets his fellow firemen and firewomen, manages to enjoy some leisure time with them, and then goes on his first mission with the crew as it attempts to save an explosives warehouse on Trinidad Street near the London docks.
Genre: Drama, War
63 min

( Orchestra plays

heroic introduction)

( Relentless pulsing theme)

(Bell clangs)

- Good morning, girls.

- Good morning.

Heavy Unit 1

returned from workshops.

- Have you got the docket.

- Yes.

Send it up to Local, will you?

She looks all right.

Fire station.

Heavy unit P231

returned from workshops. OK?

He said, "Gawd blimey, if ever I get

out of this I'll join the Fire Brigade."

- And did he?

- No, that's the funny part of it...

(Conversation fades...)

Come on, my son,

let's see what you can do this time.

(Woman calls)

Johnny! Johnny!



(Woman) Come on, you'll be late.

Good man. I'll have to see

my manager about you.

Can't stand a lot of that.

Come on.

- Hello, Joe.

- Hello, James. How are you?

Very well, thanks.

- Nice weekend?

- Lovely. Did you have a nice one?

Yes, fair enough.

- Have you got a newspaper?

- Slinged it.

- What?

- It's awful.

- Ta-ra, ducks.

- Goodbye my dear.

Don't do nothing silly,

will you, Sid?


See you.

Can you tell me where

Alderman's Wharf is mate, please?

It's just over there, look.

Thank you.

(Church bell tolls)

( Tin whistle plays chirpy tune)

Good morning, Colonel.

- Morning, Sub.

- Are you all right?

Ah, not so bad.

Kippers for breakfast tomorrow, Charlie.

- Good morning, girls.

- Morning, Sub.

Morning, Charlie.

(Men greeting Charlie)

- Good morning, George.

- Morning.

(All cheer)

Morning, Sub. Morning, girls.

Good morning, Sub.

Morning Mrs Dean. Morning, Eileen.

Have you got the local?

- Anything special?

- Nothing much.

Why, that's quite like old times,

isn't it?

The old man will be pleased.

Get a cracker here, Johnny boy,

she's back again.

About time too!

- Who's Barrett?

- New bloke from training school.

Fall in, chaps.

Excuse me. Er, could you tell me

where the Fire Station is?

- Yes.

- 14 Y.

14 Y, turn three corner here.

A-ha. Thank you very much.

Morning, Mrs Townsing.

Morning, Eileen.

Morning Betsy. There's two heavy units

and two TP's on the run there.

Two heavy units and two TP's?

So the heavy unit's back, is it?


I don't know.

Oh well...

It's all right for you, you know.

You're going off...

I'm coming on!

Looks a bit different

with a bit of paint on, Johnny.

Yes, it does, Joe, dunnit.

There's something in that.

An' if I had the time...

- Come on, Colonel, pumps and tackle.

- All right!

Me and you, Jacko, we'll go

and get the long ladders. Come on.

- Wait till I've put these in the lockers.

- Yeah, hurry up.

Cheerio, Charlie.

It'll be a long night tonight. Full moon.

Might be handy.

- 14 Y, please.

- Yes.

Would you tell me where

the Watch Room is?

- Straight up there and up the staircase.

- Thank you.

- Right. Cheerio, Charlie.

- Cheerio, George.

- The name's Barrett.

- Sub, here's Barrett.

Sorry I'm a bit late,

but they kept me at 14.

- You found us all right then?

- Yes, thank you, sir.

- Johnny!

- Who, me?

Yes, you.

Come up here a minute.

We're in trouble again, Colonel.

That's what comes of working

under this window.

Where's he going to sleep?

There's a spare bed in the Monk House,

you'd better put him in there.

What do you want, Sub?

Johnny, this is Barrett.

Barrett, that's Johnny Daniels,

driver of the heavy unit.

- Pleased to meet you.

- Pleased to meet you, mate.

- How d'you do?

- How are you?

Now listen, I want you to take him over

to Monkey House,

let him stow his gear

then show him round,

and unload him

on them geezers outside, got it?

Right-o, Sub.

Come this way, will ya, boy?

We mustn't work too hard my friends.

We've got to make this last

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Humphrey Jennings

Frank Humphrey Sinkler Jennings (19 August 1907 – 24 September 1950) was an English documentary filmmaker and one of the founders of the Mass Observation organisation. Jennings was described by film critic and director Lindsay Anderson in 1954 as: "the only real poet that British cinema has yet produced." more…

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