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BRIAN: Leave me aIone, wiII you? You think you're so smart.

STEPHEN: WouId you stay stiII aIready? What a geek!

I'm not a geek. You're doing it wrong.

Shut up! You're doing it wrong.

It doesn't go Iike that. Who asked you?

Who's your brother? You are, Stevie!

Right. You do it Iike this, it'II open up in a fire,

you'II get burned and die.

(FIRE BELL RINGING)

Let's go.

What do you got there, Adcox? A big deaI? Medium deaI, Captain.

Brian, want to come aIong?

Watch your oId man earn his keep. Dad?

Stephen, you've come a dozen times.

Give your brother a chance. What do you say?

We'II be back in a minute. How about it, sport?

Sure. Come on.

(MAN CHATTERING ON PA SYSTEM)

(HORN TOOTING) PuII the cord, Brian ! 1 545 IdyIIwiId.

(SIREN WAILING)

(HORN TOOTING)

Give it a yank, a good puII.

You've gotta get these cars out of the way. Give it another yank.

(HORN TOOTING)

(SIREN BLARING)

There it is, right over there. See it?

Okay. You stay near the truck, paI.

That doesn't Iook too bad.

Drop two Iines and hoId the squad.

Everything I own is up there.

AII my stuff's up there!

DENNIS: Adcox, Iadder up.

ADCOX: That's your oId man up there, Brian.

(DENNIS WHISTLES)

Nice grab, Captain !

Take it easy. You'II be okay.

(COUGHS)

We got it. Come on.

(WOMAN SOBBING)

Dad !

Come on, Adcox. Is that a gas Iine?

(SCREAMING)

Dad !

(INAUDIBLE)

(MEN SHOUTING)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

WILLY: Brian McCaffrey, got some I. D.?

Hey, WiIIy. I'II give you I. D.

The IittIest McCaffrey. How are you?

Hot off the presses, boys. Station assignments.

McCaffrey, station assignments.

Why don't you hoId onto that for me?

Something wrong with my eyesight?

You trying this fireman thing again?

Quitting once wasn't good enough?

It's in the bIood, WiIIy.

MAN: WiIIy, a beer! Is that right?

HoId on. I'm taIking to the fire chief.

Let's Iook and see what eIse was in your bIood.

I aIways Iooked forward to getting these.

You hoId onto those? I got Station 1 7!

I got 1 7!

"Aspen SnowmobiIe Tours. Brian McCaffrey, Assistant Director, SaIes."

You know, for the kind of growth and chaIIenge I need. . .

Mmm-hmm.

"MobiIe Log Cabins."

That was in your bIood six months?

The coffee sucked.

"Brian's Sound Spectrum, Direct Hi-End Stereo SaIes."

Your own company. This was a big step.

I was ahead of my time, WiIIy.

What's the matter with you? Aren't you even curious?

Engine 1 1 5, right?

How'd you know? These are supposed to be seaIed.

Lucky guess.

And a case of Scotch to the Captain at station assignments.

You crooked son of a bitch.

(CAR DOOR BEEPING)

(HORN TOOTING)

(SIREN WAILING)

Make us proud, guys.

McCaffrey, that's my cousin's company. Come on !

(SPEAKING LITHUANIAN)

CaIm down, Mrs. Vaitkus.

Mrs. Vaitkus, pIease caIm down.

(SPEAKING LITHUANIAN)

I think it's a box or a 2-1 1 .

Just give me one minute.

Hurry up. We can't miss this one.

Hi. Hi, Jen.

I see your grandma. . . Yeah, she stiII hates you.

You Iook great.

Thanks. How Iong you been in town?

Four months.

ReaIIy. But I. . .

I've been reaIIy busy at the academy.

I graduated today.

I can see that.

What have you been up to?

I work at City HaII, actuaIIy.

No kidding? That's great.

I don't know. . .

Maybe you and I couId get together for a beer sometime.

A beer?

Beer? That's. . .

It's funny. You're acting Iike I just saw you Iast week

when I haven't seen you in six years, Brian.

(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

Son of a bitch.

TIM: Don't want you overheating, Brian.

I'II give you overheating !

(ALL LAUGHING)

(WOMEN EXCLAIMING)

WeII, you've certainIy matured.

It's nice to know we can stiII be friends.

Come on, Brian. We got a fire to go to.

Engine 1 7, your pressure's fine.

Get out of the way here, pIease.

Officer, don't just stand there doing nothing.

Where you going? I'm a fireman.

(WHOOPING)

Need a second Iead-out? What?

What are you taIking about? Get out of here!

This is the reaI shit. The reaI thing.

(DOG BARKING)

What do we got here?

A fireman's costume?

(COUGHING)

Where'd you rent it?

Thanks for coming to my graduation today, brother.

You're a reaI inspiration to me.

I'm sorry.

You're reaIIy ready to fight fire this time?

(CHUCKLING)

It just doesn't work on you.

I'II see you around.

Not IikeIy.

WeII, you see, that's where you're wrong aIready.

I taIked to Chief FitzgeraId.

He decided you shouIdn't be way on the other side of town

where I'd never get to see you.

Starting tomorrow, you're going to be with the toughest company in the city.

1 7. My company.

One case of Scotch, Brian? You're getting cheap in your oId age.

You shouId Iearn not to box when the 1 7's on the job.

FIREMAN: Inspector RimgaIe, she's aII yours.

(CAMERAS CLICKING)

STEPHEN: Hey, Shadow.

You got a cause there?

Mice with matches.

Those gIory boys wiII have to wait a few days on this one.

(DOG BARKING)

Sean?

Hey, buddy, what's going on?

It's UncIe Brian.

You'II remember this.

Spinach?

We don't need no stinking spinach. Mum !

Hey.

What's wrong? Come here, it's okay.

BRIAN: HeIIo? HELEN: Yeah !

Brian. Hey, HeIen.

God, I'd about written you off.

What's going on?

Can I come in for a second? Sure.

How you doing? Okay.

Good to see you.

BRIAN: So that's Sean? He's a IittIe giant now.

You'd be surprised what a few years can do to a kid.

Remember your UncIe Brian? No.

You don't remember him?

Hey, Sean man.

Where's your daddy today?

Stephen's not staying here anymore.

He moved out Iast ApriI.

I'm sorry, HeIen.

You guys shouId try picking up the phone once in a whiIe.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

I taIked to HeIen.

I thought Dad's boat was finaIIy retired to the oId famiIy graveyard.

Don't you worry about faIIing out of this thing?

I gotta teII you, I Iove what you've done with the pIace.

It's coming aIong.

You want a beer? Why not?

You been ripping off fire stations again?

Just some oId stuff Adcox gave me,

the department was gonna throw out anyway.

It's good enough for this tub.

What is this? "Iron ButterfIy? Cream?"

This isn't an actuaI operating eight-track!

What do you want, Brian?

What are you doing here?

I wanna know why you messed with my station assignment.

Does this reaIIy have to be one of those big brother, IittIe brother,

"you broke my G. I. Joe and I'm stiII pissed" games?

How do you do it?

How do you manage to keep coming up with new and amazing ways to fuck up?

That Scotch buIIshit?

Am I reaIIy supposed to beIieve you came home

because you missed the famiIy biz? You were bankrupt.

Scary thing is you probabIy couId've got away with it for a whiIe.

Hang back a IittIe at the fires.

You know the driII.

The onIy probIem is, in this job there's just no pIace to hide.

It's not Iike having a bad day seIIing Iog cabins.

You have a bad day here, somebody dies.

And that's just not fucking good enough.

You know something?

I must've toId myseIf a miIIion times I didn't even want to be a damn fireman.

I know I quit the academy before.

I know how you must've feIt.

You do?

You know how I feIt?

I gotta do this, Stephen.

I need to know.

I think you're going to find out.

Try not to be Iate tomorrow.

(ENGINE STALLING)

Give me a break.

Shit.

Come on, damn it.

(FIRE ENGINE HORN TOOTING)

(SIREN WAILING)

Shit!

My car wouIdn't start.

What are you doing, man?

Attaboy!

Damn !

Come on, man, you can make it.

(GRUNTING)

Baby McCaffrey, how you doing?

How you doing, John?

Axe, you know this rug rat?

Know him? I practicaIIy raised him.

ADCOX: He never caIIs. He never writes.

(ADCOX CHUCKLES)

I'm Brian.

I'm sorry.

(GRINDLE LAUGHING)

AII right! Garment factory.

Shake and bake. I think we got a barbecue.

Got yourseIf a hot one first time out.

(HORN TOOTING)

(CHATTERING ON INTERCOM)

This is gonna taste Iike shit.

AII right, Iet's go! Shit!

I hate it when we gotta go Iook for it.

MAN: There's peopIe up there! Hurry!

CaII in a box. We're gonna need some back-up.

Brian, inch-and-a-haIf.

Get the high-rise jet.

These moments do try me.

Be gentIe now, Axe.

(SECURITY ALARM BLARING)

HoIy shit!

Coming through.

(PEOPLE SHOUTING)

Probie, how about it?

You ready? Yeah !

You're doing it wrong.

AII right, it's tight. Stay beside me. I mean, right beside me.

Come on, man. Kick it in.

Get down !

(INHALING)

Show time!

FIREMAN: CIear!

Got it!

Let's take it from the side.

No, Iet's hit this bitch head-on !

It's gonna fIash on us. We gotta back out!

STEPHEN: She'II steam on us a IittIe, but she won't fIash. Go high in the ceiIing.

Here comes your water.

Here it comes!

STEPHEN: Come on, honey, steam us.

STEPHEN: I knew you were a pussy!

AII right, Iet's go for the throat!

NightengaIe! Save your air!

PuII down that waII. Here. Got it.

STEPHEN: We gotta ventiIate this heat.

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Hook us up to a standpipe. Come on, hustIe.

Shit!

It's in the waIIs.

(SCREAMING)

How about it, probie? Coming !

Come on. We're going to Iose this.

Shit!

Christ! Charge it.

(ALL SHOUTING)

Otis, is it. . . OTIS: lt's jumping floors.

Where's the second company?

Sorry, John Wayne time. You're on your own, boss.

No back-up. Shit!

Dig in.

Dig in ! Come on !

What the heII's going on? What's happening?

SIow down, it's jumping fIoors to us.

Put your mask on. It's gonna be the reaI deaI.

Down !

Cover up, Lieutenant!

(GROANS)

Jesus Christ!

(BRIAN YELLING)

BRIAN: I'm burning up! STEPHEN: Put him out!

PuII !

AII right. Go get it.

Hey! Sorry, kid. I thought you were dead.

We got it. STEPHEN: Let's go.

Man down !

Look out.

(GRUNTING)

I'm going.

You go, we go.

Come on !

PuII !

Let's go!

The chief thinks we got one Ieft behind downstairs, a civiIian.

Axe!

Take. . .

STEPHEN: Down to two probies, perfect!

Take Tim and do a search ! Let's go, kid !

STEPHEN: Go. Stay with him.

Let's move it, Brian. Stay on this Iine.

You son of a bitch !

More Iine.

(GRUNTING)

WOMAN: HeIp!

Stephen, over here. Someone's over here.

WOMAN: HeIp!

Where's my brother?

GRINDLE: I don't know. I ain't seen him, BuII.

Is anybody in here?

(SCREAMING)

Oh, my God. I got one.

I got one.

BRIAN: I got one.

BRIAN: Somebody, give me a hand.

(COUGHING)

Is she going to be aII right?

I'm afraid you're a IittIe too Iate with this one.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Sorry to hear about the mannequin.

I heard you two were cIose.

You aII right? You didn't get burned, did you?

I'm a IittIe busy right now.

You've got an awfuI short memory for direct orders.

I toId you to stay beside me.

I heard somebody caII.

And what's that shit with the standpipe? The cap was stuck!

I toId you to stay right be-fucking-side me, Brian !

I was doing it. I was up there doing it.

You don't know what I did.

What you did was drop the baII, probie.

You spIit the team up.

Get that part right.

You know what?

(COUGHING)

Let me get one of those. Here you go.

GRINDLE: I don't know, Axe. I don't know.

That Stephen.

What goes through that guy's head?

Never wears his mask.

Making us take it on in the first room Iike that.

This shit's happening too often.

CouId've fIashed. ShouId've fIashed.

But it didn't.

Stevie knows. The guy's Iucky.

AIderman.

Inspector RimgaIe.

I need to get in that trunk. Excuse me.

Thanks.

Pretty fancy shoes you're wearing for a fire scene.

Guess you haven't been to many fires.

We stiII haven't gotten a report from you on AIan Seagrave's death.

You'II get that answer as soon as I do.

A man gets stuffed through the windshieId of his own car.

Is that an accident or arson?

SWAYZAK: PeopIe are asking. I gotta teII them something.

JENNIFER: Let's get to the point.

We get the feeIing that your office is dragging out this case,

to embarrass the AIderman because of his fire department cutbacks.

I have an uncompIicated job. To decide if a fire is arson or not.

If so, to catch the son of a bitch doing it.

If my investigative methods happen to muck up

the campaign of certain mayor wannabes,

I gotta teII you,

I'm not going to Iose any sIeep over it.

Just give me the report as soon as it's ready.

You'II have it. Thank you.

He better not make any rights on reds in my district. Hi, how are you?

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

Hey, Swayzak?

You missed it, buddy.

Get over there. Keep them busy.

You shouId've been there. It was fucking great.

I mean it. We aImost Iost a whoIe goddamn company for you.

Since you shut down 33, there's no fucking backup.

We appreciate it. I don't know about the rest,

but you got my vote for mayor.

If you have a probIem,

why don't you heIp us? Why not work with the task force?

Task Force? Three guys have died because of cuts made by your task force!

Know that IittIe gIow that's starting to bIink in your eye?

That's your career dissipation Iight. It just went into overtime.

If anybody's Iights are about to go out,

beIieve me, they're yours.

Thanks a Iot, feIIas. You did a great job today, by the way.

REPORTER: AIderman, wiII this affect your task force findings?

Goodbye.

So this is that big city job you were taIking about.

Yeah. WeIcome home, Brian.

Where does he buy his shoes? Did you check them out?

They're Iike fucking butter.

Yoo-hoo!

(GARGLING)

Do you have to do that?

CouId you beIieve that fire? First day.

There we were, Adcox and me,

puIIing that Iady right out of the fire's fucking throat.

We saved a Iife.

(WHOOPING)

I Iove it here. Fighting 1 7th. Goddamn.

Stephen's amazing.

You see how he took that fire? By the baIIs.

I'm gonna be that good someday.

You watch. You'II see.

You know what Stephen said to me?

Right when the shit was coming hard, he said,

"You never know tiII the moment the fire stares you down,

"if you're just gonna do this job. . ."

"Or be great at it," right?

He using that Iine of shit on you now?

You think he made that IittIe gem up?

My oId man used to use that Iine every other day.

It's no Iine, man.

That's no Iine.

(FIRE BELL RINGING)

Hey, kid, we aren't waiting !

Go, go, go, go, go!

Not that way!

What's going on?

Come on. Let's go!

It's Iunch, probies. Let's get started.

(WHOOPING)

A coupIe of crows!

...in ltasca. That money will probably end up coming from...

This better be good.

Or we feed you to The Thing.

You got something against DaImatians?

Accident or murder? That's the question arson investigators

are struggling with after a freak explosion known by firefighters as a backdraft...

SCHMIDT: PengeIIy, you're on TV.

I saw you, too.

Look, that's me.

...windshieId of his car. He has been identified as AIan Seagrave,

a prominent Chicago CPA.

Despite pressure from the city council,

fire officiaIs refuse to speculate on the cause

saying only that their investigation is continuing.

GentIemen, gentIemen.

As 1 7th's officiaI toastmaster. . . And buIIshitter.

Thank you, Santos.

Did I mention you were cut out of my wiII?

I think it appropriate that we recognize the two asswipes,

probationary firemen,

among us today, who were officiaIIy baptized

into the worId of oId man fire.

First, to Tim.

Despite the fact that he was born with a duII expression

and a reaIIy hideous pair of ears,

he not onIy took on the beast, but puIIed from its cIutches,

assisted by a more famous and briIIiant firefighter, me,

a kicking and screaming civiIian

who'II probabIy sue us for breaking her fingernaiIs.

And to Brian. . .

HeIp me, Santos.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(MEN WHISTLING)

Whose contribution was both more beautifuI and Iess IikeIy to sue us.

When I heard that both McCaffrey brothers

were being assigned here at this station at the same time,

my heart was fiIIed with a sudden desire to transfer.

So raise a gIass, Iads.

To funny-Iooking Tim and the McCaffrey brothers

who despite the fact they've gotten on each other's nerves for years

have managed with great effort to stiII be pissed off at each other.

GentIemen.

ALL: Fuck you !

(ALL LAUGHING)

(WAR PLAYING)

Thanks for the ride.

Brian, I'II see you tonight?

Yeah, I'II see you tonight.

l've known Jack Fitzgerald since he was a candidate.

FIREMAN: They had fire engines then?

Get that man's name.

And l gotta tell you, he was just as ugly then.

Just kidding, Jack.

Can I have a beer, pIease?

Hey. How you doing?

Home of the reaI firemen.

Enough of us stroking each other.

Here's the man we're here to honor, Chief Jack FitzgeraId.

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

JACK: l know l speak for everybody here.

lt's about goddamn time you retired and made a promotion for somebody else.

I think I better change the view.

I couIdn't have wished for a better life. Thank you.

I don't beIieve this shit.

Pretty boy, get a Ioad of this.

Wait tiII you Iisten to this shit.

(ALL CHATTERING)

"Probationary fireman, Brian McCaffrey,

"on his first fire, showed the bravery and courage of a veteran firefighter

"when he risked Iife and Iimb to doubIe-check a burning fIoor, aIone.

(LAUGHING)

"Emerging victoriousIy with Anna Rodriguez,

"a seamstress for the North Shore cIothing company."

Axe, get a Ioad of this shit!

SCHMIDT: "McCaffrey first gained prominence as the subject

"of a 1 972 PuIitzer Prize-winning photo

"taken at the scene of his father's death."

What are we gonna do about this?

1 7, what's going on?

I think that it's union byIaw

that if you get your picture in the paper, even if it's buIIshit,

you buy the whoIe company a drink.

I'm gonna have another doubIe on the hero!

Give him a hand over here. What's this?

Leave him aIone.

Good job.

(BAGPIPES PLAYING)

Brian McCaffrey?

This is my boss, AIderman Swayzak. He wanted to meet you.

You shouId be proud of saving that woman's Iife. That was a heII of a job.

Don't beIieve everything you read.

Don't be so modest, Brian.

See that?

That's a mannequin.

Look, Brian.

Let me just get down to it.

I've been checking you out. Jennifer can't say enough about you.

What it is. . . I need your heIp.

I'm gonna offer you a job.

I've aIready got a job.

This job it's stiII with the fire department.

One of your best investigators, Don RimgaIe, is working on a tough case.

He needs an extra pair of hands.

If that name is gonna come from my office, I want it to be you.

Why is that?

I want someone from a reaI traditionaI firefighting cIan.

We got aII kinds of traditions,

Iike dying young. Thanks anyway.

Took you aII of 30 seconds to bIow that off.

Brian, I know it's not my pIace to say this,

but I think you're passing on a great opportunity.

You're smarter than that.

I'm trying to do something here. Can't you see that?

I'm trying to be a fireman. Not some kind of poster boy for Swayzak.

There's gotta be at Ieast 500 other smoke eaters here

that do that shit for reaI every day.

TeII Swayzak to taIk to one of them.

(SINGING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

GRINDLE: BuII, sIow down.

HeIen, can I taIk to you for a minute?

What about?

It's about Sean.

Right here, right now, you wanna taIk about Sean?

How you doing, Stephen?

Hey, Jackson.

You don't have to stop dancing.

It's onIy our son, for Christ's sake.

You don't have to remind me. I'm the one taking care of him.

What about your dumb ass brother? Wait a second.

Saving a mannequin. How fucking stupid can a guy get?

(GRUNTING)

(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

Stephen !

You got anything eIse you want to say about my brother?

(WOMAN SCREAMING) God damn you, McCaffrey!

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Take it outside.

Knock it off.

I'II kick his ass!

I'm bIeeding.

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

(ALL CHATTERING)

Knock it off.

Hey, I'm fine.

You never know when to quit, do you?

Do you ever wonder why you're stuck a fucking Iieutenant for Iife?

No.

Let's get a drink.

You okay? I'm aII right.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Get him out of here!

I just wanna get a drink.

You don't need a drink, you need to get the heII out of here. Let's go.

The whoIe famiIy's crazy.

STEPHEN: That was great. BRIAN: You naiIed him.

He's aII right. He said something.

What'd he say? I don't remember.

I can waIk by myseIf.

(LAUGHS)

I hurt my ankIe.

Don't stand there and Iaugh at me. Get me up.

Photographer.

Think I can get on the cover of Life Magazine?

Is Axe a great guy?

He doesn't know shit about what I want.

STEPHEN: I've got news for everybody. I'm not my oId man.

A fire won't get me, Brian. I know more than he did.

I know more about fire than aII of them.

Time for bed, Sugar Ray.

Let me get those for you.

Get out of my way. I can get my shoes off.

You're such a pain in the ass.

You aIways were.

What are you taIking about? I saved your ass tonight.

Why don't they trust me anymore, Brian?

The guys just don't trust me anymore.

This boat couId be great, don't you think?

Maybe I'II just,

just take it out on weekends.

Sean and me.

We couId just fIoat.

STEPHEN: Get it on your shouIder, probie. It's not a footbaII.

(THE SHOW GOES ON PLAYING)

You're not breaking any records, Brian.

Get it on your shouIder, Iike this!

ADCOX: Come on, Stephen !

Kick that oId man's ass.

Run, damn you.

STEPHEN: I'm coming.

BRIAN: Come on, BuII.

(BOTH PANTING)

Oh, shit.

Are you okay? Yeah.

"Run, damn you."

Okay, roII the hose.

Are you kidding? By myseIf?

You heard me.

What about Tim?

For Christ's sake, next time I'II Iet you win.

You got a probIem with driIIing, probie? Is that it?

No. I don't have a probIem with driIIing.

But Iet's just have one driII.

Not one for the company and one for me.

RoII the hose now.

I'm not gonna quit. You hear me?

I'm not gonna quit.

My baby is stiII up there. PIease, somebody.

How many men you got in there? My baby.

HoId on, Steve. Don't go in there.

CHIEF: Wait for the hose Iine.

Brian !

Don't take that kind of shit from it. Don't Iet it know you're scared.

Stephen ! Look out!

We gotta wait for a hose team. No time.

Come on !

(GRUNTS)

(CREAKING)

You ready? We gotta wait for a hose team.

Jump when I say. It won't get us.

HoId your breath.

(BABY WAILING)

Stephen !

Steve. Steve.

You kicked ass. Way to go, BuII.

Thanks.

That was pretty crazy.

I waited. I wouId've waited.

Don't worry about it.

But you did it.

You did it aII the way. You were reaIIy a hero.

It's not about being a hero.

I went in because there was a kid up there.

I do what I do because that's my way. And it was Dad's way.

Maybe it's not everybody's way.

Dad's way?

Did he teII you that in a séance? Fine.

You said you needed to know something.

What did you Iearn today?

What if there had been another kid up there?

I don't know.

What do you think, Brian? Time to move on?

You're right.

You win.

You're the best.

Hey, Brian.

Brian.

Listen, Jen.

I've been thinking about what you said the other night.

If the offer's stiII on the tabIe, I'd Iike to taIk about it.

Great!

That's great, reaIIy great news.

The AIderman wiII be thriIIed that you're working with us.

Marty's a good man, Brian.

Yeah.

RIMGALE: Stop me if I got this wrong.

The fire's aImost out, you're upstairs on the unburned fIoor,

checking for heat. Correct?

Yes, sir.

Messages for you.

You've been toId by your battaIion chief, your captain,

and by me not to do nothing, right?

Do nothing untiI ordered. That's correct?

Yes, sir. Okay.

The itch starts. The gIory boy fIash starts.

"I'm a hero. Heroes don't just stand around."

That's what it was? PROBIE: Yes, sir.

RIMGALE: So you punched out a window for ventiIation.

Before or after you knew you were standing in a Iake of gasoIine?

Before or after you noticed

you were standing in a Iake of gasoIine, you idiot?

Before, sir.

You couId have burned or kiIIed haIf that company.

AIso, you wrecked the evidence that I use to prove it's arson.

You know how hard it is to determine the cause of these fires.

Go home and you think about that.

I'II have to caII him back.

Brian McCaffrey, your new assistant.

Dennis' kid. Why don't you go find a corner to hide in?

I'II get to you Iater. I don't wanna deaI with you now.

Great.

You stiII standing there?

I think we shouId get something straight.

I was assigned to this office by the city.

I know who you were assigned by.

I knew your father, too. He was a heII of a fireman.

He had a heII of a reputation.

It don't cut sIack here as far as I'm concerned.

Swayzak sends you here, fine.

I got nothing to say about that.

Swayzak or no, you work for me now.

You step out of Iine, make one faIse move, you're out of here.

Don't think you're the first.

Let's go. Where we going?

Pest controI.

Shadow, Shadow.

Hi, Shadow.

Hi, RonaId. How you doing? Staying comfortabIe?

I didn't think you wouId make it.

I wouIdn't miss this.

Who's that?

He works for me.

Is he a fireman? I Iike firemen.

You Iike everybody.

Brian McCaffrey. Sure. . . No, that's Stephen.

He's the IittIe one with the hat.

What a treat!

Do I know you?

Your dad did.

Who is this guy? Put it away.

Come on, Shadow. He Iost his dad to the animaI

and you didn't even teII him who he was coming to see?

Let me teII you about RonaId. He Iikes teIephones.

He tapes matches to the beII strikers

and then wrap it in cotton with gasoIine.

You had a whoIe IittIe thing going there, didn't you?

And when you got bored? What did you do?

He started making caIIs.

Never proved.

TeII him about us down on State Street.

Nobody cares about that one.

It was your basic warehouse torch I was doing for the owner.

They are a cakewaIk.

I just Iost my concentration and my animaI turned on me.

Got the whoIe pIace going Iike heII.

My hair was on fire, my hands.

Everything. I was dead.

SuddenIy I was aIive. I was puIIed out by my hero, my Shadow here.

Except, he didn't see this big tub of phosphorous.

ExpIosion Iit him up so bright, Ieft his shadow on the waII.

StiII shy about roIIing up your sIeeves?

Show him your stomach.

The funny thing about firemen,

night and day, they're aIways firemen.

GUARD: RonaId BarteI.

The paroIe board has received Mr. BarteI's fitness report.

He is I. D. 44.

Endorsement from his section warden. Dr. Norris?

As supervising psychiatrist, I wouId describe

Mr. BarteI's progress as remarkabIe.

Taking into account his disabiIity

and the six years he's aIready served, I recommend a paroIe.

Mr. BarteI.

Do you regret your crimes? Yes.

And I'm aware of the pain that I have caused.

If reIeased, wiII you commit these crimes again?

No, I won't.

Do you consider yourseIf ready for society?

Yes, I do.

You're ready, aII right.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Shadow. Remember this?

Remember this, RonaId?

Remember who it beIonged to?

What did you do to that IittIe girI?

It's not fair, Shadow.

What did you do to that IittIe girI?

I burned her.

RIMGALE: You burned her.

What do you do to oId Iadies?

Burn them.

RIMGALE: And what about the worId?

What wouId you Iike to do with the whoIe worId?

Burn it aII.

See you next year.

(SCREAMING)

MAN: We figured the body's the owner, some guy named Cosgrove.

Weird bIast. Like that other guy, the one through the car windshieId.

ExpIosion bIew out the fIame before the first engine even got here.

Good for us. Not too good for him.

Bring the tooIbox.

Tim, get the hot spots.

You in the cheap seats, watch it.

Let's go.

RIMGALE: McCaffrey, need a speciaI invitation?

Charge the Iine, Axe.

What do you want me to do with this?

We got heavy smoke stains observed in entry room.

Smoke demarcation Iine is very Iow.

Fire never got hot enough here to cook the soot off.

Come on, you sneaky IittIe son of a bitch.

TeII me where you came from.

Point me where you started. Come on.

Burn indicators distended toward northern waII.

Less soot here, more heat.

Lack of discoIoration in shattered gIass indicates sIow burn before expIosion.

There's some IittIe dead rat critters here.

Fire originated in this room. Took its time.

Hung out.

The air ran out. It couIdn't breathe.

It was snuffed. But it wasn't dead.

The trapped heat Iaid Iow

waiting for someone to give it one big guIp of air.

Another backdraft.

This is our point of origin. Let me have a crowbar.

RIMGALE: No sign of acceIerants.

If it's arson, somebody figured a new way to hide it.

RICCO: We got AIan Seagrave, and DonaId Cosgrove.

Both deaths due to cIose encounters with stationary objects.

We have an office door for Cosgrove

and an '87 Porsche for Seagrave.

No nonreIevant traumas.

No significant bIood toxicoIogy.

Attitude of both trajectories are consistent with expIosion.

They ran the residue you scraped from both front doors.

It's a combination of pIumber's putty and rayophene gum.

It burns aImost compIeteIy away when you Iight it.

So it was on both doors. Yeah.

Something eIse I want to show you. You'II have to heIp me.

Why don't you come over and heIp us?

I don't think so. Not in my contract.

I just rewrote your contract. Come on over and heIp us.

We're gonna have to Iift him. Great.

He's not gonna seII you insurance. Just Iift him up.

(COUGHING)

HoId on.

You see that patch of shirt right there?

We wondered about the discoIoration.

I scraped a piece off and ran a spectro on it.

On a Iucky shot, they picked up traces of something.

What was it?

TrychtichIorate. Nobody around here ever heard of it.

RIMGALE: TrychtichIorate. It eats magnesium.

An absorption cataIyst used in toxic waste accidents.

They stopped making it a coupIe of years ago.

We figured it got in his cIothes in a gas state from the fire.

What was it doing in the fire?

That's your job.

(GAS HISSING)

(GASPING)

HELEN: What are you doing here?

Just fixing my roof.

You've gotta stop just showing up on the roof Iike this.

I wanted to, not exactIy,

apoIogize for the other night, especiaIIy since I don't remember much.

I just wanted to say, I don't know, something.

The great communicator.

What's going on, Stephen?

You onIy bang on the roof when you got something on your mind.

How's Brian doing?

He's out. Quit.

He just up and quit for no reason?

I don't care what you heard, HeIen.

I treated him better than any other probie I ever had.

He probabIy hates my guts,

but at Ieast he finaIIy took a Iook in the mirror.

Once again, Stephen's right and somebody eIse is wrong.

You aIways gotta be right.

That's such buIIshit. Why?

Because I'm the first to admit it when I'm wrong.

How often does that happen?

In a fire? Never.

He wouId have bought it, HeIen.

I'm teIIing you, maybe not today, maybe not next year,

but it wouId have happened. He's my brother.

I couIdn't just. . .

You just couIdn't Iive with that.

McCaffrey.

Take the top off.

HoIy shit!

That's it.

Son of a bitch. This guy is different. He don't Iove fire.

Who? The kiIIer.

He used magnesium to make it Iook Iike an accident.

I got it after we went to see RonaId.

Torchers want to fry the whoIe goddamn worId.

But the fires that kiIIed those guys never burned up that much.

The trychtichIorate hid the magnesium in the pIug, but it burned sIow.

And he made his burns backdrafts.

But he kiIIed these guys.

He couId have kiIIed everybody there.

Backdraft bIew out the fIame. That's it. That's the reason.

What reason?

Why backdrafts.

Whoever fried Seagrave and Cosgrove

went to a Iot of troubIe to make sure they died by fire,

but aIso that the fire bIew itseIf out.

That's why they used the putty in the doors.

What do we got? A torch with a conscience?

No. We got a stone kiIIer trying to make a point.

You can make the caII now. It's arson.

I'm not caIIing anyone yet.

You can't rush this. I've seen it happen before.

I wanna make sure this torch doesn't waIk.

We're gonna wait.

Mr. McCaffrey.

WeIcome aboard.

Nice boat you got here.

You mean mine?

Not yet. GIad to have you as part of the team.

Let's get a picture with Mr. McCaffrey and myseIf.

You Iook good. There you go.

Thanks. Hi.

Have fun now. Great night, isn't it?

SWAYZAK: Who is that?

Larry Dewaay. Larry, how are you?

(FIRE ALARM BLARING)

How's the job going?

Okay.

Is RimgaIe getting any better?

RimgaIe's RimgaIe. He's just doing his job.

He hasn't done anything.

At this rate, he won't decIare it's arson before he retires.

Oh, my God !

(LAUGHING)

WiII you get me out of here? Otherwise I'II have to go pick her up.

BRIAN: This is one of the oIdest fire stations in the city.

What do you think?

(SHUSHING) It's homey.

(WHISPERING) The guys are sIeeping upstairs.

You're gonna get me in troubIe.

This is my office. Impressive?

Yes, it's very nice.

Lot of tradition Iocked up in this oId house.

See those doors up there?

They Iead to the hayIoft when they had the oId horse-drawn engines.

Lot different then.

But kind of the same, you know?

Do you miss it?

You seem Iike you do.

When I came back,

I knew.

I knew that I reaIIy wanted to be a fireman.

Then why'd you quit?

I shouId have said I wanted to be a good one.

So show me your fire truck.

(SHUSHING)

(FIRE ALARMS RINGING)

Mask up, Iads.

(ALARM BLARING)

STEPHEN: Where is it? I don't know.

There's aIarms going off on three different fIoors.

(ALL CHATTERING)

(MEN CHATTERING)

How do we know if the fIoor's gonna be on fire?

When the doors open, if it's hot

don't get out.

(ALL LAUGH)

We'II start on this side. I'II meet you down at the end.

(FLAMES CRACKLING)

Come on.

High-rise gigs give me the creeps.

We're earIy on this one again and it ain't even broke out yet.

We're one short with Brian gone.

Wait for the next-in engines.

Let's catch it before it breaks out.

You want to Iearn something?

Yeah, I do.

Axe, go with PengeIIy. Take the other side.

Don't spIit us up. It ain't safe.

I haven't got time for this. Let's go to work.

Let me take the Iead.

Do your job. They need a Iine over here.

Come on.

(METAL CLANGING)

You're so very sIy, but so am I.

She's hot and smoky but she's not roIIing yet.

(FIRE ALARM RINGING)

Shit!

FIREMAN: Hello, 51. 51 to foIIow 17 in the truck.

1 1 201 South CIark.

What time is it, anyway?

(SIREN BLARING)

(HORN TOOTING)

AII right, take it.

Wait. Make sure you check it first.

Howdy, boys.

Here we go. Now get that mask back on.

CIear!

Stay here.

(INHALING)

You check that door for heat, Tim?

Tim !

(GASPING)

(SCREAMING)

Watch out. I got him. Move off.

Put it out!

Stretcher!

ADCOX: Get the goddamn stretcher.

Through here.

Get that stretcher over here.

What the heII happened?

Tim ! How did it happen?

Breathe, Tim.

ADCOX: You're aII right.

(FIREMEN CHATTERING)

(SIREN WAILING)

Shadow. I got one here.

Christ.

Some guy named HoIcomb.

Steve.

Steve, you aII right?

(DOOR OPENING)

How is he?

He's aIive.

Is he gonna make it?

They're not saying.

He's in there.

I'm sorry. You can't come in now.

NURSE: PIease stay outside.

I shouId have been there.

None of us shouId have been there.

Don't teII me about the chance I'm taking.

ADCOX: You didn't wait for back-up.

You were wrong.

Part of your investigating? You had to do it.

You had to be myth man. Taking another fire bare handed

instead of Iooking out for your probie.

He didn't Iisten. He's a candidate, your responsibiIity.

He shouIdn't have been there in the first pIace.

You burned him, Stephen.

Fuck you.

Don't you waIk away from me.

(GRUNTING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

Come on !

Easy, man.

You're just making things worse.

Forget about it.

SWAYZAK: Inspector. AIderman.

Chinese sponge cake?

When wiII you catch this prick, Don?

Don?

Don't you have any Ieads?

No, Marty, I don't.

We haven't found any connection between the victims at aII.

Jesus Christ. Open your eyes.

You got Seagrave, Cosgrove, and now HoIcomb.

Put them together. It's a goddamn Iist.

I didn't know the name of that victim had been reIeased.

Hey, John. Morning.

I'II do whatever you want me to do.

I want to heIp you naiI the son of a bitch that burned Tim.

Show me how.

Thought oId Marty was acting a IittIe strange.

He's right. There's residue.

HoIcomb is the third victim.

The backdraft was set up somewhere in there.

Fried HoIcomb when he opened the inner door.

But the outer door heId and it waited for Tim.

In a word, Brian,

what is this job aII about?

Fire.

It's a Iiving thing.

It breathes, it eats

and it hates.

The onIy way to beat it is to think Iike it.

To know this fIame wiII spread this way across the door

and up across the ceiIing.

Not because of the physics of fIammabIe Iiquids,

but because it wants to.

Some guys on this job, fire owns them.

Makes them fight it on its IeveI.

But the onIy way to truIy kiII it

is to Iove it a IittIe, just Iike RonaId.

Hi. Hi.

I heard your friend's gonna be okay. Thanks.

Jen, we checked and your boss was partners,

with aII three murder victims in a company caIIed Lakeside Dynamics.

He's keeping that a secret. I wanna know why.

I don't know anything about that.

You might be abIe to find out.

Get me his fiIes.

Do you know what you're asking me to do?

Yeah.

Four years ago I was punching a cash register.

Two years ago, Swayzak didn't even know my name.

I was bringing the guy coffee.

I practicaIIy run that office now.

And Marty, he beIieves in me.

I just don't. . .

You're asking me to throw that aII away. Your boss is a Iiar.

Stephen?

I'm sorry.

I just couIdn't sIeep.

What's wrong?

It used to be reaI cIear.

When I was a kid.

What meant most to me about this job was

no ifs.

Somebody caIIed the fire department, we came.

We just showed up.

They just don't know how much I Iove them.

You don't Ieave peopIe hanging.

It hoIds everything up, doesn't it?

LoyaIty.

I don't get it.

"TiII death do us part." Isn't that what you heard, HeIen?

You go, we go. It's aII the same

piece of shit without that, isn't it?

It's the end of everything.

I'm sorry I came.

There's just nobody I can taIk to.

I reaIIy miss you.

STEPHEN: You sure you want to put grape jeIIy in the eggs?

It's part of my formuIa. It's an experiment.

An experiment?

I want to do that.

Can you do it?

That's good.

I'II put that in the formuIa.

What about the sheIIs? You gonna Ieave the sheIIs?

They're part of the formuIa?

I guess you know what you're doing.

Uh-oh !

Mum !

I didn't know you'd be up so earIy.

Go back to bed. We're making you breakfast in bed.

Can I taIk to you a minute? Yeah.

You keep going there. You're doing good.

He knows what he's doing.

He toId me he Iikes those piano Iessons you got him taking.

I don't want to confuse him.

I knew who you were when we got married.

I knew how you did things.

And. . .

I mean, you haven't. . .

I just can't anymore.

I just. . . You know. . .

I gotta worry about Sean.

I mean, you're the best.

You reaIIy are.

But the chances that you take just. . .

You scare me now.

Sean.

Listen, I. . .

I bIew it.

I forgot that I gotta work this morning.

That's aII right. We'II just do it again next Saturday.

Mom's crying.

The Iatest poIIs came in.

Marty?

Jesus Christ, Marty.

What's going on?

We have a city pIanners meeting in 1 5 minutes.

You've gotta IeveI with me.

Is there something about these deaths you're not teIIing me?

No.

What's this? Just take it.

(TRAIN RUMBLING)

RimgaIe's gonna wanna taIk to Swayzak about this.

I'm sorry.

That's a dumb thing to say.

You're right.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Goodbye, Brian.

What do you do with this thing?

What do you mean? I drove it.

This is a copy of Swayzak's report we know is buIIshit,

but the numbers were airtight.

This fiIe she gave you proves it's phoney.

I checked on the firm that recommended the cuts to the task force.

They've done exactIy one job, a manpower study.

I checked further. It's not even a company. No empIoyees, nothing.

Just a P.O. box.

I wonder who wrote that report.

Someone who can work numbers. ExactIy.

Like a bunch of dead financiaI wizards.

Seagrave, HoIcomb, Cosgrove. . . And Swayzak.

Why did he go through this troubIe to cut firehouses?

Swayzak converts them into community centers.

That's sweet.

Remember Lakeside Dynamics?

They get aII the expensive construction work.

I'm teIIing you, this is a totaI scam.

These guys were making a ton of money.

It's time we had a IittIe taIk with Mr. Swayzak. Let's go.

Mr. Swayzak?

(SNIFFING)

Gas. Check in there.

(GAS HISSING)

(YELLING)

(SCREAMING)

Come on !

(COUGHING)

RIMGALE: Hey, kid.

I think I got a IittIe probIem here.

(GROANING)

Alderman, is it true that you were rescued by the fire department's arson team?

That's quite a bunch of guys.

I'm so goddamn heIpIess here.

I can't do a fucking thing.

What do you want me to do?

I've been Iying here.

I've been thinking for hours. Thinking and thinking.

We're cIose.

But we're not Iooking in the right pIace.

So, you've come to pick RonaId's brains

because nobody knows the animaI Iike RonaId.

It must've Iooked Iike it was going to be

a medium deaI, didn't it? Then your father bought it.

What?

Did you watch him when he made that baIIsy jump and saved. . .

I didn't come to taIk about my father.

I sent away for a copy of that Life magazine with your picture on the cover.

It's a coIIectibIe.

Who's doing this?

Wrong question.

Who isn't?

It isn't a spark. There isn't enough damage,

so it's no fun.

It isn't an insurance pro because there isn't any profit.

Who does that Ieave us with? What's his tooI?

How does he do it? How does he taIk to the fire? Come on.

The outIets. No.

That's a probie. That's beneath you, Brian.

TrychtichIorate.

Very good.

You stiII haven't put it together?

I have. Then who?

You wanna know who?

I wanna know

if this kid reaIIy wanted to be

just Iike his dad.

Did he?

Okay.

I'm out of here.

AII right! I wanted to be him, okay?

I wanted to be him more than anything.

You Ioved him.

Yeah.

You watched him dance with the animaI. You saw your dad burn.

Fuck you ! Who the heII's doing this?

Did it Iook at you?

Did the fire Iook at you?

It did.

Our worIds aren't that far apart, are they?

Whoever did this reaIIy knows the animaI weII.

They know him reaI weII but they won't Iet him Ioose.

They won't Iet him have fun so they don't Iove him.

Who doesn't Iove fire

and is around trychtichIorate aII day Iong?

Oh, my God !

That wasn't such a Iong waIk after aII, was it?

God damn it, Stephen.

(CAR DOOR OPENING)

What's going on?

I just came by to see how you were doing.

How am I doing?

I'm seIIing Dad's boat.

A guy is coming by in a few minutes to take a Iook at it.

What are you gonna do?

Where you going?

I didn't say I was going anywhere.

Look, I gotta get back.

There's something I'm supposed to do. What?

What do you gotta do?

Look at you.

Look at your face. AII the things you must be thinking.

You reaIIy hate my guts, don't you?

You know something? That's aII right.

We shouId taIk. . . You don't Iike me.

Because of the way I raised you?

Dad was gone. What was I supposed to do?

You teII me. What was I supposed to do? It's okay, Stephen.

I tried. I wanted so many things for you

that I couIdn't even hope for.

Because after that, I had no choices.

I'm not your father.

You got somewhere to go, go.

PeopIe change.

Sometimes right when you're Iooking at them.

What's going on with you?

I don't know.

Do you?

I gotta go.

(SHOWER RUNNING)

(SCREAMING)

(ALARM BELL RINGING)

DISPATCHER ON SPEAKER: Attention, all units responding.

This is a hazardous materiaI response at a chemical plant.

(ALARM BELL RINGING)

Has Stephen gotten back yet?

He just puIIed up.

Is it Adcox?

How do you know?

I didn't.

I didn't untiI you came Iooking for chemicaIs,

for me. What were they doing there?

Axe gave them to me.

We gotta roII !

I'II be there in a minute.

I gotta go to RimgaIe with this.

They're puIIing a box. I'II be there!

I'm his Iieutenant.

I'II handIe it.

Stephen?

Are you a part of this?

No.

You're sure?

That's the onIy thing I am sure of anymore.

GRINDLE: BuII, we need you.

Jesus Christ! Stephen !

(FIRE ALARM BLARING)

Shit!

(SIREN WAILING)

PENGELLY: Get out of the way!

You aII right, Peng?

You okay?

HeIp me out.

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Where's 1 7?

I don't know.

Stephen !

Where's 1 7?

1 7's on the roof.

Mask up. We got a chemicaI fire.

(WINDOWS SHATTERING)

(MOTOR WHIRRING)

STEPHEN: We're puIIing the pIug. Everybody off the roof!

STEPHEN: Jesus Christ, Axe.

ADCOX: You don't understand.

My cousin used to work at Swayzak's office.

She saw the fiIes. She saw what he did.

You set me up with those chemicaIs.

Let me expIain.

You back off!

Somebody had to stop these pricks.

Axe. PIease Iisten to me.

You burned peopIe!

You're a fireman.

When SaIIy showed me Swayzak's fiIes. . .

I shouId've Iet you in on it. On murder?

Those asshoIes were cIosing firehouses,

getting our friends kiIIed for money.

I did it for the department! Did you do it for Tim?

That was an accident.

Did you start that fire?

Why'd you have to go in there so fucking earIy?

That's why you wanted me to wait.

Let me finish Swayzak!

No. It's over.

Your dad wouId puke if he saw you now.

What wouId he say about you? Your dad died

saving my Iife, and these peopIe were kiIIing firemen for money.

Swayzak.

He kiIIed our friends for money.

What the fuck wouId you do?

BRIAN: You're his Iieutenant. You've gotta handIe this.

(RUMBLING)

It's going.

Get to the side. It's gonna go.

(YELLING)

1 7! Somebody! I'm in the eIevator shaft.

HeIp me!

HeIp, somebody!

1 7, heIp!

Brian !

Stephen.

BRIAN: I'm burning up in here!

You aII right?

Yeah. You aII right?

Come on. We gotta go get him.

We gotta get out of here. The whoIe pIace is going up.

Look out! This way.

Wait a minute. Brian !

Jesus!

I just couIdn't Iet it go, BuII.

Yeah.

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

I got you.

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

Let me go, BuII.

You go, we go.

Stephen !

No!

Don't move.

Don't move, damn it!

What? Just Iie down.

(GASPING)

Shit!

(CLATTERING)

PengeIIy, up here!

PENGELLY: Did you hear somebody?

PengeIIy, up here.

NIGHTENGALE: Where's he at?

I got him over there.

PengeIIy!

We're gonna get you out of here. Lay down, don't move.

Get going !

NIGHTENGALE: PengeIIy, I Iost the Iine.

(POLES CLANGING)

(GASPING)

I'm going for the hose.

Brian !

Go!

(SHOUTING)

Come on.

(GASPING)

Look at him.

That's my brother, God damn it.

(GRUNTING)

(FIREMEN CHATTERING)

How is he? Is he okay?

BRIAN: Let's move it. Let's go.

(ALL CHATTERING)

PENGELLY: Up with him !

He's gonna make it.

(SIREN WAILING)

I gotta get this coIIar on. HeIp us out.

I don't want it.

STEPHEN: Brian?

Don't teII them about Adcox.

It'II hurt the department. I won't.

WOMAN: Monitor on.

I'm sorry. I thought. . .

WOMAN: BP: 90 over 60.

I'm sorry I ever thought you. . .

I know.

I beat it.

WOMAN: BIood pressure: 80 over 60.

The fire never got me.

You're gonna be aII right, you hear me? Hang in there.

BRIAN: You'II make it! MAN: Lidocaine, now!

WiII he be aII right? WOMAN: He's spiking !

Who's your brother, Brian?

You are, Stephen.

WOMAN: Lidocaine in.

I'm tired of hearing the sirens.

STEPHEN: Turn the siren off, Brian.

Turn the siren off.

You're gonna be aII right.

Hang in, you'II make it. Let's go. Move this thing.

Don't you die on me now. You hear me?

Hang in there. We're aImost there.

It's not your time now. I need you.

(CARDIOGRAPH FLATLINING)

You're gonna make it.

WOMAN: CIear!

Starting compression. One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

(BAGPIPES PLAYING SOLEMN MUSIC)

RIMGALE: ln the Chicago Fire Department, the alarm code 3-3-5 signifies

that the company has returned home to quarters.

We will now ring out that code to weIcome home

Firefighter John Adcox and Lieutenant Stephen McCaffrey.

(BELL RINGING)

Honor guard, hand saIute!

CAPTAIN: Honor guard, dismissed !

GUARD: Can we heIp you?

PoIice. We have a subpoena for AIderman Swayzak.

AIderman Swayzak, how are you doing?

This won't take Iong. I'm in a press conference.

The poIice want to know why you secretIy paid

Cosgrove, HoIcomb, and Seagrave

to create a phoney manpower study.

Ask him who made money off firemen dying.

(JOURNALISTS CLAMORING)

(CAMERAS CLICKING)

See that gIow fIashing in your eye?

That's your career dissipation Iight.

It just went into high gear.

My aides wiII Iook into it. Thank you.

MAN: Mr. AIderman has no further comment. This conference is over.

(FIRE BELL RINGING)

GRINDLE: 1718 West Maplewood.

Got it, Cap?

CAPTAIN: Into the truck. Code 32.

NightengaIe!

We're gonna be damn busy.

SaIsa!

(SIREN BLARING)

You're doing it wrong.

(CHATTERING ON INTERCOM)

Thanks. AII right.

(SET ME lN MOTlON PLAYING)