Ladder 49 Page #3

- Cap... Huh?

Go!

- Hey, Cap...

- Ignore it! Go!

- OK.

- Just keep goin'.

Drop it. Drop it.

Drop down.

- OK, OK...

- This is it.

You ready? Move it in!

Come on, move it!

- What?

- No, not yet. Not yet.

When? When?

- Move in. Now, now!

- I got it, Cap, I got it!

- Easy, easy. Hit it! Hit it!

- OK! OK!

I'm with ya, I'm with ya.

Hit it high.

Hit it high!

- I'm trying, I'm trying!

- Good.

Move in. Now, now!

That's it.

Aah!

It's all right. Get up!

- Get up!

- I'm OK, I'm OK!

- Here! Here!

- Come on, I got it.

I'm doin' it, Cap!

Up! Up! Hit it high!

Hit it high!

Hit it high!

Easy. Easy.

- Hit it! Hit it!

- OK!

OK!

You did it, man. Good job.

Whoo!

Hey, how 'bout that?

She go easy on you?

- Get me up to speed.

- We've got a 20-storey building.

Most of it concrete.

Most of the fire's on the top eight floors.

And after that explosion on 12,

one of our guys went missing.

Jack Morrison, Ladder 49.

- Any radio contact with him?

- None.

- Anybody with him?

- The others of Ladder 49 made it out.

They're in the stairwell with the victims.

- You reported this?

- Yes, sir.

OK. Deputy Chief One to communications.

I'm on location assuming command.

Strike out a fourth alarm.

OK, shut down all exterior operations.

Get your asses in there

and find him. Go, go, go.

Command to Ladder 49.

Jack, come in.

Command to Ladder 49.

Jack, come in.

Command to Ladder 49.

Jack, come in.

Jack, come in.

Ladder 49, Morrison to Command.

Jack. Jack, it's Kennedy.

How you holdin' up?

Chief, the floor collapsed.

I don't know.

I'm pretty busted up.

Do you know where you are?

No. I was on 12 when it gave way.

I was on 12.

How you doin' on air?

Tank is no good. Air's out.

OK, hold tight.

We got units comin' in after you.

Hey, Mike.

Mike, the vic get out?

Did he get in the bucket?

That's affirmative, Jack.

He made it.

He's gonna be OK.

You did a great job.

Jack, switch to a different channel.

Try eight.

Switch to a different channel.

Try eight.

Hey, Mike, imagine me getting myself...

...trapped in here like some dumb rookie.

You should've taught me better.

Well, what do you expect? I did the best

I could with what I had to work with.

No. No academy fire was ever that hot.

I told you.

Didn't I tell you?

- Nothing compares, right?

- Nothin'.

I can't believe it.

- Hey, we need ketchup.

- Right.

- Maybe more.

- OK.

That's it.

I'm goin' in.

Uh, excuse me. Hi.

- Hi.

- So, can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Now, who are these for?

For us.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Um, you can't eat these.

Why not?

These, these are,

these are for fat, lonely girls...

...who stay at home at night watching TV.

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