"Previously on Rescue Me" "Damian, come with me." "We'll do a sweep from here up." "What's up?" "I'm good here." "You said stick together." "And now I'm saying unstick." "Go." "I know I got the brains and the balls to do the job." "Maybe I can make a difference doing something else." "Yeah?" "What else?" "Off the top of my head, something that doesn't involve getting fried up in a fire?" "We can give this one more shot." "Okay." "Okay, but this is the last time, and no outside distractions." "None." "And no Sheila." "And if I find out that you guys have seen each other afterwards or if there is anything going on..." "Nothing." "Nothing." "This isn't over because you crawled over here with your tail tucked between your legs." "It is over because I decided it was over ages ago." "Oh yeah, the sex sucked." "You got to be shitting me." "What?" "Oh." "No, no, no, Mick." " Oh, Mickey, no." "Mickey." " Wait, wait." "Mickey." "Who are you calling?" "If he calls Janet, shows up at my house, I'm dead." "Anybody, um, call?" "Huh?" "Nope." "Nobody called." "Katy, dinner." "Hey, coz." "Mm." "Mm." "Mickey, I am so glad that you stopped by." "And you're having my favorite dish." "I mean, come on." "What are the odds of that?" "You just moved into a new place?" "Mm, over in Brooklyn." " How is it?" " It's nice, plus I got all this nice, new furniture because Sheila just moved, heh, and I got her old stuff." "It's nice." "She's got this beautiful place over in Chelsea, unbelievable." "You been there, Tommy?" "Mm." "Yes?" "No?" "As you know, Sheila likes to move around a lot." "She's kind of a real estate gypsy." "Every time she moves, she buys a new set of furniture." "This one went in my favor, but she has a beautiful new place." "Mm, you sure you haven't been there?" "I love my new neighborhood." "It's very hip." "On the other hand, Sheila's neighborhood is much more..." "I don't know." "How would you describe." "Sheila's neighborhood, Tom?" " What, are you choking?" " Yeah." "He's choking." "No." "Yes." "Yes." "Tommy?" "Tommy, you okay?" "Dad?" "Dad..." "You okay, sweetheart?" "Tommy, do you need some water?" "Hold, hold." "Hold on." "Do you need water?" "Oh, he does need it." "Yes." "That's what I said." "Here, Tommy." "Dad, drink some water." "Are you okay?" "Are you okay?" "Dad, can you breathe?" "Uncle Mickey, do something." "Do something." "He can't breathe." "Dad, dad, are you okay?" "Just drink some more water." "Oh, my God." "Mickey, do something." "Good?" "Is that good?" "Here, here, here..." "Katy, get the door." "He's all right." "Here we go." "Hey, Dad." "You okay?" "Hey." "I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to bang." "No, no, no, no, no, no." "Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "Okay." "Look." "Look." "Nothing happened." "We didn't do anything." "Are you okay?" "What the hell did you do to him?" "Tommy was choking, and Mickey saved him." "Ooh." "You really got to learn how to chew your food, Tommy." "Kids, go get some ice cream." "I don't want ice cream." "Then go to the movies." "There's nothing to see." "Then go shopping." "There." "And buy what, a sock?" "There you go, then." "How long do you want us to be gone for?" "At least an hour." "How about one hour or $1,000, whichever comes first?" "Well, how about you charge one cent over $100, and you don't have to worry about coming home?" "Oh, is that, um, a hundred for each of us or total..." "Go." "Fine." "I'm going." "Anything you want to say to start?" "What the hell is going on?" "I'll tell you what's going on." "These two, I walk in, on top of each other, her with the dress off." "I can explain that." "Oh, really?" "You can explain that?" "Yes." "Can you explain Einstein's theory of relativity?" "That would be easier." "Where the apple falls on his head." "Sheila, you, dress off." "We're all ears." "Okay." "First of all, completely innocent." "Well, I mean, well, not completely innocent." "You saw what you saw, but what you saw was not what you thought you saw." "It wasn't." "Honey, I'm telling you, it was not..." "Could you explain it?" "Okay." "Look." "This is what happened." "Ahem." "He grabbed me from behind." "He kissed me." "French kissed me." "Threw me down on the couch, tore off my dress..." " What?" " You didn't do that?" "Yes." "No." "Oh, my God." "It wasn't all I did." "It was..." "Jesus." "No, no." "We did, that we did." "He was like an animal." "Oh, I was like an animal." "I told you to leave." "Like you wanted me to leave." "Just shut up." "Did you or did you not take her dress off?" "Yes, but..." "Thank you." "I did a lot of other stuff before that." " Oh, such as?" " Such as, he made more moves on me which had none effect on me." "I told him to get out, when he grabbed me again." "What..." "What?" "You're gonna lie about that too?" "I'm lying." "Ha, ha!" "Oh, stop." "Did you?" "Did I..." "Did I what?" "Did I lie?" "No." "I didn't lie." "I'm not lying." "What?" "Did you kiss her, and did she ask you to leave?" "Yes, but..." "Now I'm gonna punch him in the face right now." "No, not yet." "The thing is, she said that after I told her that it was over because I told her that you and me..." "You and me were gonna be..." "It's "you and I."" "Oh, I know." "His grammar is such shit." "Stay out of this." "And then she gave me this angry, sexy... look, like a vixeny thing." "Yeah, yeah." "Vixeny?" "Yes." "Yes." "It was vixeny, and then, you know, yes, we both..." "We were kissing each other." "We kissed." "We kissed each other, then we were on the couch, and then we were both, you know..." "With the clothes." "But then we both realized how stupid and idiotic and stupid that this was, and we stopped." "I stopped first." "Oh, I call bullshit." "I stopped first." "Honey, I stopped first." "Uh, listen." "Mickey, I told him what a fabulous kisser I think that you are, didn't I?" "Yes." "And that I care deeply for you, didn't I?" "Yep." "Care deeply?" "Yeah." "Okay." "Yeah." "I said that right from the start." "Do you love him?" "Unh, not anymore." "Are you in love with her?" "Have you ever been in love with her?" "You prick." "You're such a..." "Wait." "But..." "But what?" "Listen." "I..." "Obviously, I, you know..." "I cared deeply at..." "I did, but I love you." "You know that." "She knows that." "I love you, I've always been in love with you, and I'm always gonna be in love with you." "Yeah, except for the five years when you were with me, you said it was all you could do to keep from strangling her." "Listen, Janet." "We had a thing." "We had a hot and torrid thing that despite what he says, involved love and passion and insane excess, but that's all tonight was about." "It was these final dying embers of this lust and this connection that we had." "I told him to leave because I treasure what it is" "I've discovered with you, and he took that as a challenge, and so, yeah, whatever." "We went at it for a couple seconds, but then I stopped it because I knew that it had to end." "I knew what his Janet plan was." "I knew that he still loved her, but, more importantly," "I knew how I felt about you." "Well..." "Shut up." "I believe her." "Oh..." "I do, too." "What?" "Hey, you think they went in there to have sex?" "What?" "Why do you think that?" "To get back at us." "Oh, my God, what are you, 12?" "Think that's what they're doing?" "No." "Yes." "You never loved me?" "Of course I loved you, okay?" "I'm sure you felt the same way, but I obviously always was in love with Janet." "You were always in love with Jimmy." "I mean, let's face facts." "Don't tell me you love Mickey." "No way you love Mickey." "I think I could learn to love Mickey." "Oh, my God, get off, Tommy." "That's the end of it." "She's with me from now on." "I'm gonna talk to Damian, and from now on, you stay away from her and him." "You got it?" "Good." "Let's go." "Now, if you weren't a wee little bit in love with her," "I might lose a little faith in you." "Were you?" "Little bit." "Well, whatever." "It's over now." "Why'd you let him hit me?" "Because he hits harder than I do." "* On another day C'mon, c'mon *" "* With these ropes tied tight Can we do no wrong?" "*" "* Now we grieve 'Cause now it's gone *" "* Things were good When we were young *" "* When my teeth bite down I can see the blood *" "* Of a thousand men Who have come and gone *" "* Now we grieve 'Cause now it's gone *" "* Things were good When we were young *" "* Is it safe to stay?" "* * C'mon, c'mon *" "* Was it right to leave?" "* * C'mon, c'mon *" "* Will I ever learn?" "* * C'mon, c'mon *" "* C'mon, c'mon C'mon, c'mon *" "Well, a quick glance at the test results tells me it was definitely another heart attack, Ken." "How you gutted through it, as you said, I have no idea." "Strong like bull." "Not anymore, you're not." "Uh, there's severe tissue damage here." "Your heart's working at maybe 50 percent capacity." "Yeah, but isn't there some kind of surgery you can do?" "No." "No." "The damage is so extreme that..." "So why don't you just say it?" "I'm a dead man." "No, but you're gonna have to give up working." "No." "No." "I don't think so." "You're gonna have trouble getting up a flight of stairs, Ken." "Flight of stairs and smoke with 50 pounds of gear on your back, you're in trouble." "Now, I've been your personal physician for 20 years." "In that time, I've seen you here a total of three times." "You go back to work, there may not be a fourth." "Call the department tomorrow." "Tell them to start sending the pension checks, right?" "Saving that baby, it was like..." "Man, it was wild." "I mean, I can't imagine any other job being as rewarding as this, you know?" "Yeah." "I know, but you got to ask yourself this." "Are you any less afraid now than when you started?" "No, but I know that Tommy and the guys have my back, so, you know, that makes it a little easier." "What about when Tommy's not here anymore?" "What do you mean?" "The guy is one in a million, but let's face it." "He's on borrowed time." "The day comes he's not here to hold your hand." "Then what?" "Yeah." "Well, I think Tommy is gonna be around for a long time, Mick." "I mean... he just quit drinking and smoking." "Two out of three ain't bad." "What are you talking about?" "Danger." "Danger is his main addiction." "Let me ask you, you in love with the job?" "Yeah." "You don't sound so certain." "No." "I like it, all right?" "I like it a lot." "Like is not good enough." "Okay." "I love it." "How much?" "I don't know." "This much." "Wise guy." "You love it as much as you love pussy?" "No." "I mean, come on." "Who does?" "Tommy." "Tommy Gavin does." "Put him in a room with Jennifer Lopez." "She's buck naked, raring to go." "He's gonna lose interest." "You light that room on fire, gonna have a hard-on the size of the Empire State Building." "You, you're gonna be very afraid." "Of the fire or J. Lo?" "Probably both." "Uh..." "Yeah." "I don't know about quitting, Uncle Mick." "I mean, Tommy once said firefighting isn't just a job." "It's a calling, and I believe that." "I believe it's my calling." "Yeah." "I had a calling." "You want to know from who?" "From God, or so I thought." "Twenty years I spent chasing the cross." "Whole time I knew I was on the wrong side of the altar." "Why?" "Pussy." "I couldn't get my mind off of it." "I'd be saying mass, checking out the chicks in the first five, ten pews." "I was serving up communion to these hot moms on their knees at the altar." "You know, I'm having some very unholy thoughts at the time, and then I realized I didn't have a calling, okay?" "God didn't come down and talk to me and tell me to join up." "You want to know who it was?" "It was my mother and Tommy's mother and my aunts and my granddads." "They all wanted one of the Gavin boys to be a priest, and guess who bought into that dream." "Me, two decades of my life." "Do yourself a favor, all right?" "Get out while the getting's good." "Meet a broad." "Bang your brains out." "Have a couple of kids." "Here's an idea." "Get a job where you know almost for a fact you're gonna come home at night." "I know Tommy fills your head with ideas about what your father wanted for you, okay, but I knew your father too." "He told me he wanted more for you." "College, cash." "That's why he worked so hard, to give you a leg up." "Wait." "He said that?" "Many, many times." "So...so wait." "So Uncle Tommy was lying when he said that my dad wanted me to be a firefighter?" "Let's say Tommy hears what Uncle Tommy wants." "Firefighting was a backup plan in case you didn't want anything or were too stupid to do something else." "You can listen to me and take my advice, or you can wait 20 years, but the thing is, in your work, there's no guarantee you're gonna be here in two days, let alone two decades." "Why didn't you go to Needles first?" "Well, I figured he'd talk me out of it." "You figured wrong, kid." "I mean, you want to get out, fine." "It's your decision." "I've been on this job long enough to know that youth is definitely wasted on the young." "Young, dumb, and full of cum." "But part of my job is to make sure that guys like you, young, dumb cum-runners, don't make so rash a decision that it'll haunt you later on." "Right." "Well, you know," "I've put a lot of thought into it." "Yeah." "Well, I'm sure you did." "Put a lot of thought into this." "You got a prime job on a prime crew in a prime house." "Let's say you give that up, hmm?" "Then what happens?" "You change your mind in the next week, next month, the next year, there's no sure luck that this job is still gonna be here." "Then what happens, huh?" "You're in a shitty house on a half-ass crew, or, worse than that, you wind up back on the waiting list." "Then you're jumping through golden goddamn hula hoops in some boring office job because that's what we're talking about here." "Those are real possibilities." "I understand." "You're not doing this because I came down hard on you the other day, are you?" "No." "No." "I just..." "I mean, to be honest," "I don't know if I'm cut out for this." "You know, now that I'm here doing it on a day-to-day basis," "It's like I don't know." "I mean, what do you think?" "Am I gonna get less scared and more courageous as time goes by?" "Let me put it to you this way." "One time back in Nam, a buddy of mine, we were in a ditch." "He's great, Jimmy Bronstein, nice Jewish kid." "We got, you know, kind of friendly." "We're in a ditch looking over the edge." "There's four or five guys behind us." "Suddenly, Jimmy hollers, "Grenade!" And I turn around, and he's diving on this live grenade to protect us and me, hmm?" "Could you do that, you know, for the guys on your crew?" "For some homeless junkie in a fire?" "Give up your life to save them?" "Because that's what this job is all about." "I know." "That's... that's kind of what I'm worried about." "I'll, uh..." "Look." "I'll put your papers in." "May take a couple of weeks." "Meanwhile, um, get a hold of somebody to cover for you on the next couple of tours." "I don't want a guy whose heart is not in it riding around on the rig." "Okay?" "Okay." "Thanks." "Hey, wait." "So that Bronstein guy." "So, uh, he must've gotten blown into a million bits, huh?" "No." "Damn thing never even went off." "It was a dud." "Point is, he jumped on that thing expecting to die." "Came home a little bit after me, got a job as a fireman out in the Midwest back in '77, won a medal for saving a homeless couple in a warehouse fire." "They lived." "He didn't." "That's the point." "What do you want?" "Hell of a way to answer the phone." "What do you want?" "I talked to Needles." "I heard about the Damian thing, and..." "If you try to change his mind or you make one move to keep him there," "I swear to Christ I'm gonna take both your balls and put them in a goddamn vise." "Think we tried that once." "I think I remember liking it." "Did you hear what I said?" "Yeah, okay?" "I was calling to congratulate you." "Liar." "Listen, uh," "I know I promised to take care of that, and I know I didn't, so I apologize for that." "Apology accepted." "What gives?" "What?" "I just called to, you know..." "No." "No, you can't." "Neither one of us can just call each other without an ulterior motive." "I mean, that was the basis of our relationship, right?" "Lies and manipulation and sex with a side order of angry threats and physical danger." "So, what are you looking for from me?" "I, you know..." "I'm aware of the fact that I made a couple of promises that I didn't necessarily keep and that I sometimes also took advantage of us, and, uh, I guess I'm calling to make amends for that." "Sheila..." "Did you ever love me?" "I mean, like, really love me?" "Yes." "Of course." "Yeah." "Just not enough, I guess." "We both know that... we were, you know, haunted by Jimmy... and, pfft, Janet, and, you know, we both know all those times..." "Half the time, I wanted to strangle her, and the other half," "I don't think it's any big headline that, you know, I was still kind of in love with her." "So I guess that's the half that won out." "Love/hate." "Yeah, love/hate." "Yeah." "That's how I feel about you." "Fifty-fifty?" "No." "One half won out over the other." "Let me guess, you hate me." "I hate you." "Don't call me anymore." "Come on." "You know I'm gonna call you." "I don't accept your amends." "I don't grant you absolution, and I do not forgive you." "I want you to go away forever." "Goddamn broads." "Jesus." " This is Sheila." " You know what to do." "Hey." "Hey." "What's going on?" "Not much." "It was a long day for you, huh?" "Yeah." "Traffic on the bridge was a bitch." "Um, where is everybody?" "Well, the baby is asleep, and Katy and Colleen have gone to Shawn's." "So we have the place to ourselves." "Mm-hmm." "Why did you love to drink so much?" "What?" "Look, I'm not trying to pick a fight." "I just wanna know the real reasons why, okay, no bullshit." "I liked it." "You know, it was..." "I liked it." "Okay." "No." "That's not good enough." "And don't say that it's a disease because that would qualify as bullshit now." "No." "Please just help me to understand why you preferred it to me and to the kids." "It is a disease." "I don't know." "I mean, I just did." "I don't drink anymore, so, ahem..." "How did it make you feel?" "It made me feel better." "How specifically?" "Because when things were shitty," "I could have five or six or ten vodkas or whiskeys, whatever, and, you know, I felt like" "I was right and you were wrong." "Everybody else was wrong, you know?" "It made me feel, like, uh, I don't know..." "Great." "Well, anyways, those days are over and..." "Thank God, right?" "You can have either or both, one last round, and I will never tell a soul." "Midleton special reserve, which I know you love, and this is a nice glass of vodka called 42 Below, distilled five times." "So it's up to you." "What's up to me?" "A sip each, a glass, both glasses." "Okay?" "It's the last call, Tommy, and no one will know." "All right." "What's the, uh..." "What's the deal?" "There's no deal." "I tell you what." "I will even drink one of those, and then you drink the other." "Oh, come on." "It'll be like old times." "We have a couple of cocktails, and then we get it on." "So we're gonna have this..." "And then we have that." "Okay." "So which one do you want?" "This has always been my favorite, and this is the best whiskey I ever had." "It's like brown velvet." "I mean, look at that." "It's beautiful." "But I know you're not gonna finish all of that," "I'm assuming." "It's probably better if we're both on the same page if we're gonna do this, right?" "All right." "So, what's it gonna be?" "I will go..." "Hmm." "And..." "What do you think of that?" "I needed to know." "Yeah." "It's not..." "I wouldn't have." "Look, Tommy." "There are no explanations or apologies needed from either one of us." "Okay, and if you wanna make amends to other people, that's fine." "But as far as I'm concerned, that was my final test." "So from now on, a fresh start, okay?" "No booze, no grudges, and no Sheila." "Right." "Got it." "And there is one more thing." "Damian is not your actual son." "He's your godson." "I know." "Okay, so if you wanna make amends with someone, start with Katy." "She's almost out the door." "And then Wyatt, okay, because you're working with a clean slate." "We were thinking, like a bike or a jogging path in Pat's name or, you know, something in a park or something." "Yo, thinking small potatoes, son." "You wanna pay tribute to the man, you gotta think big potatoes." "Like, get him a, um, a tunnel, you know, or a highway in his name, you know, uh, Pat Mahoney bridge." "Now, that shit sings, man." "That's a bad idea, son." "You don't want nothing with transportation." "Trust me on that." "People will be in cars, cursing his name." "Traffic on the Patrick Mahoney's a bitch." "Like, you know, when they changed the Triborough to RFK bridge," "I swear to God they might as well have dug him up and shot him again." "Hit me." "Thanks." "You know, Mike, I hate to say it, man, but, uh, you know, not every guy who meets an untimely end on his gig gets a public dedication, bro." "But if we get something dedicated with his name on it, it makes a statement to the F.D.N.Y. and the public, maybe helps the government get its head out of its ass so it coughs up the cheese to help treat first responders." "Yeah." "Well, you know me, man." "I'm all over that, I applaud your intentions, but how you gonna pull this off?" "You and Gary ain't a brain trust..." "Yeah, well, Pat's mom, she works for parks and recreations, and she happens to think she can help us swing it." "Better to know someone than something, I guess." "Gentlemens, have you perchance saved me any hot water?" "Yo, Hef, what's up with the robe, man?" "What?" "What are you talking about, this old thing?" "Check it out, huh?" "Pretty sweet." "No man should ever wear a robe ever." "Especially in the presence of other men." "How about in a spa?" "Spa is all right, because if you're in a spa, you're not a man, so it's cool." "It was getting drafty in here." "I decided to take action." "You look like a mental patient." "It's freezing." "How can you not feel that?" "Look at you." "Your nipples are popping like frozen Hershey kisses." "Let's not talk about my nipples, all right?" "It's not just yours." "It's you too." "And you." "Look at those." "You could carve your name with those puppies." "We're all nipping, boys, like Denise Richards ice fishing without a sweater." "Goddamn, Garrity." "What?" "Our nipples might be popping, but your dick has disappeared in you like a frightened, little turtle." "You know what?" "That's not funny." "I just said it was cold." "It ain't that cold." "No." "It ain't." "Take it." "Take it." " Take this?" " Come on." "So that's where you keep that?" "Jesus, you're jumpy." "I didn't hear you coming." "Stealth, baby." "Stealth." "So, what, you're not gonna say anything?" "About what?" "You didn't talk to Feinberg?" "Oh, yeah." "No." "Yeah." "No." "I talked to Needles." "And?" "What?" "You know, it is what it is." "Jesus Christ, look at this thing." "Could be on its last legs." "You know they don't even make this model anymore?" "Twenty-two years I've had this." "I remember, uh, the first year I was out with your old man and, uh, we got a call, I jumped on the rig." "Halfway there to the job, there's no helmet." "You know, I keep my helmet in the rig like I do now." "I did it from the beginning." "Thing ain't there, you know." "On the way back from that job, I'm thinking." ""Okay." "Where did I leave it?"" "I remember." "I left it on the front bumper of the rig." "So that means it's on the block somewhere." "I go up and down the whole block, under every parked car." "I can't find it, you know?" "I'm freaking out, and I came back." "I actually got a magic marker and made leaflets and put them up in the neighborhood." "You know what I mean?" "I offered a $100 reward." "So two days go by." "Third day, homeless guy walks in with this in his hand." "I gave him the 100 bucks, and off we go." "Lucky break." "No." "Your old man found it on the bumper and had it the whole time." "He was just..." "You know?" "I don't know." "You laugh." "That's the shit I'm gonna miss when I walk, you know, the ball busting." "So what you're saying..." "You're saying you want me to stay?" "No, no, no." "I'm not saying that." "No." "I think I've gotten into trouble with this particular situation." "You know, it's up to you." "Really is." "You know, if I were your age coming in now, with all the politically correct bullshit after 9/11, guys are worried about promotions and covering their ass and all the paperwork and extra rules and regulations..." "I don't know, man." "When me and your old man came in, we fought fires, we saved people, and in between jobs, we just did basically whatever the hell we wanted to, you know?" "That was it." "That's gonna have to be your call." "I'll tell you one thing, though." "I gotta take a huge shit." "What the hell?" "Burn in hell, Damian." "Touch me where I stink." "When you saved me in the fire, I think I pissed my pants." "Oh, what?" "Welcometo the hero club, Frimiscus." "Yeah." "It's real piss." "Ugh." "Du..." "Uh..." "Ugh." "Hey." "What's up, kid?" "So I had a change of heart." "What do you mean?" "About my papers," "About leaving." "Leaving?" "Yeah." "You know, there was your whole grenade story and some other stuff." "Anyway, I changed my mind." "Right." "Wait." "You, uh, you didn't tell anybody yet, did you?" "Only me." "Told you he'd be back." "Listen, kid." "This job is balls out or no balls at all." "I sense you're not in that game," "I'll pull you off myself, understand?" "Yes." "Balls to the wall." "Got it." "Now get out of here." "All right." "You still got his papers?" "I'm sure I do." "Forgot where I put them." "Where the hell did I put them, right over here?" "Hey, wait a minute." "Let me look-see." "No, no, no." "I just..." "Wait, wait." "Hold on a second." "They're right here." "Oh." "Thanks." "You sure you're all right?" "Yeah." "Sure." "Hey, chief, you got a sec?" "Whenever you call me chief, it's always official house business." "This about the kid?" "What about the kid?" "His toes are getting frosty." "He quit?" "Eh, he'll be alright." "You know the new kids." "First sign of trouble, balls shrivel." "He'll thicken up his hide." "He'll be fine." "What's up with you?" "With what?" "What do you wanna talk about?" "Nothing." ""Hey, chief."" "What do you wanna talk about?" "Gonna ask you something." "Jesus, I had it top of my head, I can't remember." "Sorry." "I'll think of it." "There's something going around here." "It looks like it's confined to the second floor, explosion number two." "Lou, pop the lock and run a sweep for me." " Frankie, getting a saw?" " Yeah." "Bobby, drop me a second line." "Stay alert." "This is an abandoned warehouse we're dealing with." "Do me a favor." "Keep an eye on Lou." "What's wrong?" "He's acting funny." "Lou is a funny guy." "Not ha-ha funny, weird funny." "All right." "Whoa, whoa..." "Hey, kid, you with us?" "Hundred percent." "All right." "Go get them." " Holy Jesus." " Jesus Christ." " What is this place?" " A goddamn coffin factory." " The bright side." " If this fire goes to shit and we die, they won't have to take us far." "Talk about a bad omen." "All right." "Frankie, Mike, you guys go deep." "Uh, Tommy and Damian, take the second floor." "Sean-o, you and I vent up top." "Come on." "You all right?" "Put your mask on." "I'm fine." "Just do a sweep." "Chief, we need water up here." "All the hydrants are frozen, Lou." "We're going to plan B." "What's plan B?" "We're still figuring that out." "Well, hurry up." "Things are getting ugly." "Hey, are you okay?" "Lou." "Shut up, will you, and do your search." "Oh, God." "Oh, goddamn it." "Lou, hey, come on." "I'm getting worried." "Lou." "Lou, what are you doing?" "Hey, hey, hey, Ken, what are you doing?" "You can't vent without a hose." "I can't goddamn breathe." "Lou, I told you not to vent, we got no water down here." "Shawn, call in a second alarm." "We're losing this." "Son of a bitch." "Bobby, go find me another hydrant." "Let's get out of here." "Yeah." "Just go." "Go, go, go, go." "Tommy, we're hot on three, no bodies." "You have anything down there?" "All clear here." "What's the story with the water?" " We ain't waiting." " You and Damiango down the stairs." " Meet us on the ground floor." " All right." "Let's go." "UK, you gotta get out of there right now." "Trying to find an exit, chief." "The rear is all sealed." "I got a ladder on the roof, but it doesn't look like you have access." "You have to come out the way you went in." "That's a hot gauntlet to run." "We got no choice." "I'll give you all the water I can." "Keep your heads down, double-time it, and get your asses out here." "Don't make me wait." "Okay." "Lace them up, boys." "It's Logan's Run time." "Franco, you go first." "Stick together, guys." "Keep your heads down." "Lou?" " Guys, come on." "Get out of here." " You get out of here." "You go." "Go." "Yes." "Lou." "Lou." "Guys, now pick that up." " Mayday!" "Mayday!" " 62 truck to battalion." "We got a guy trapped." "We gotta go!" "Come on!" "We gotta go!" "Come on!" "Help him out!" "Help him out!" "Come on, guys!" "We gotta go!"