Hey, Johnny, what?
You want to hand me this other air bottle?
Squad 59, cancel your response.
What do we have here?
Oh, I've never seen him before.
Hey, Chet, you know this guy?
I'm here.
By me, I've never seen him before.
He probably just wants a scrounger-free meal.
Yeah, well, we have enough mouths to feed around here.
Go on, hound, split.
Go bug the local butcher, huh?
Out.
Look at him. He's arguing with a dog.
And he's losing.
You know, maybe you're not using enough authority.
Go on, mutt, beat it.
Split. Go.
There's no room in the inn, dig.
Just had to put in the right vernacular.
Yeah, well, he didn't have to hurt his feelings.
Well, let's forget about the dog.
What about the air bottle?
What about it?
Station 51.
Captain, excavation site.
10-100 block, Rosemead Lane.
Cross Street, Argyle.
Timeout, 0915.
10-4KMG 365.
It's over here, fellas.
It's his boy. He's down there.
Yeah, well, Roy, you and Johnny have a look.
The rest of us, let's get back out of here before we cave this thing in.
Come on.
17.
Oh, not reading.
Ah, here he comes.
Ah, I can see the top of his head.
He's about, uh, about seven feet down.
What's his name, sir?
Frankie!
Frankie?
Frankie, can you hear me?
I'm scared.
I can't move.
All right, Frankie, just take it easy.
We'll have you out of there in a minute.
Now, listen.
Are your arms above your head or down by your sides?
In fact, they're stuck.
All right, just take it easy.
Now, don't move.
We'll have you out of there in a minute.
All right, look.
This hole is big enough. I think I'll fit.
Yeah, we'll give it a try.
We'll need a couple of ladders and an airline, huh?
What? What is it?
It's Frankie.
He fell.
Frankie!
Man, we've been talking to the boy. He seems to be okay.
Well, can you get him out?
We're gonna try right now.
Russ, how did it happen? How? Frankie knew to stay away from these holes.
We talked about it. How did it happen?
I don't know. He must have been playing.
Come on, hurry up.
What are you gonna take all day?
Please be patient. We're gonna get him out.
But first we gotta make sure the dirt doesn't fall in around him.
All right, all right. Just hurry up.
Folks, I'm gonna need some information, please.
Uh, Mr. Gentry?
All right, that should do it, man.
We're gonna have to move real easy.
All right, Cap, we're ready to go.
All right, Gage?
Yeah, I think we can do it.
Uh, just a second.
Frankie?
Frankie, I'm coming down to get you.
Uh, I want you to try to relax, okay?
Okay.
This is 32, squad 3.
Lower.
Hey, it's starting to cave in.
Oh, no! Frankie!
Oh, no!
Let's try to bring him up now. Come on.
Come on out of there. Come on.
Keep pulling.
Yeah, keep your back.
Come on, Don.
Keep pulling.
Frankie?
It's okay, Frankie.
Mom, I hit her.
Yeah, I know, sweetheart.
Well, we'll make it better.
What, uh, what kind of a hole did you say you fell in?
A post hole.
Was it a line with concrete?
Uh-uh. Just the opposite.
What do you mean?
Johnny here almost replaced the post.
There was so loose around that hole, it caved in on him.
That's strange.
And dark, too.
Listen, we better make ourselves available.
Engine company got dispatched to a brush for our way in.
Oh, yeah, sure, go ahead.
What is it, Kel?
Dix, get Joe early.
And have x-rays set up for a full skull series.
Okay.
Uh, Dix? Yeah?
Are the boys' parents here?
Yeah, in the waiting room.
You may need them to sign admittance papers.
That's quite a bump you have there, young man.
What do you say we take a few pictures of it?
You mean x-ray pictures?
Oh, you know about those, huh?
They don't hurt. That's the best part.
You bet.
Frankie, can you remember yet how you happened to bump your head?
Uh...
When I fell, I hit something.
Can you remember what it was?
No. I just hit something, that's all.
I don't feel good.
Could we stop talking, please?
Sure, Frankie.
We can stop.
Squad 51, in quarters.
Squad 51.
Fire to one. Kelly Needles is about missing a fire.
No bet.
Hey, Roy?
I was just thinking.
That's dangerous.
I'm not going to let you get away with it.
I'm going to get you out of here.
I'm not going to let you get away with it.
I'm going to get you out of here.
I was just thinking.
That's dangerous.
I'm serious. I think I'm going to put in for the paramedics.
Oh, I mean, to hang around in a nice air-conditioned hospital
while your pals are out battling brush fires?
Hey, Cap. How's the fire?
Turned out to be trashcan.
Stubborn little cuss, isn't he?
Well, we're done.
He just can't take no for an answer.
Kind of a cute little dog, isn't he?
He doesn't have a collar. He's probably a stray.
We got him ashamed to kick him out again.
He probably wouldn't have anywhere to go.
Oh, no, you don't.
I've been through that dog stuff before.
No, thanks.
What do you say, Cap?
Well, I don't know.
Oh, come on. Cap, Station 6 has a dog.
Maybe he has an owner.
Well, if he shows up, we can always turn him over to him.
Well, that's what...
Couldn't hurt for a while, anyway.
You guys are crazy.
What are you, an anti-animal or something?
Yeah, and a fire station. That's no place for a dog.
Oh, stop being so negative. Besides, you're outvoted.
Now, what are we gonna name him?
Why not Boot? He's as dumb as a recruit.
Sounds good to me.
All right. Boot it is.
Say you like your new name, boy.
There.
Now, what do you make of that, Joe?
Come on, Kel. It's an old fracture.
You don't have to be a specialist to see that.
Look, I'm trying to back you, but let's face it.
Frankie's got a good knot on his head,
a wrist-like concussion,
and the skull seration indicates no problems.
I still want to admit him.
What for? His parents can observe him as well as we can.
I'd like to do a complete wrenching and graphic examination.
Kel, we both examined the boy.
It shows he's suffered no other trauma.
All right, then call it a hunch.
I still want to admit him, Joe.
He's your patient.
And I'm asking for your consultation.
Sure. But do you mind telling me
what you want me to consult?
Repetition of injury,
the most important factor in producing
diagnostic radiologic signs of the battered child syndrome.
Do you have something to hang your hat on?
No. Not yet.
You're sticking your neck out a mile, you know.
I think he's an abused child, Joe.
Hi.
Well, hi.
Are you the lady that's in charge here?
Because that's what I want to see.
Well, I just might fit that bill.
What's your name? Penny.
I'm here to see my friend.
I got a present for him.
Well, Penny, are you here all by yourself?
Nope. My mom's waiting up there for me.
What's your friend's name?
His name's Frank Stewart.
But all us kids call him Frankie.
His mom and dad are named Gentry,
but that's because his mom is divorced
and she got a new name, but Frankie didn't.
Oh, I see.
Does Frankie really hurt bad?
No, not too bad.
Then how come he has to stay here?
Well, because the doctors want to do some tests
and see if everything's okay.
I bet you they say Frankie bumped his head
when he fell in that hole, huh?
Didn't he?
No, it was hurt before.
Dr. Jose Estrada. Dr. Jose Estrada.
Penny, did you see Frankie fall?
Yep, sure did.
Then how did he hurt his head?
It was already hurt when he ran out of his house.
What do you think happened?
I can't tell you.
Well, you can. Why not?
Because I promised Frankie a long time ago
and he told me some other stuff.
Oh, well, then we can't break a promise.
Oh, well, then we can't break a promise, then, can we?
Nope, because we're friends.
Can I see Frankie now?
I'll tell you what.
Let you and I go see Frankie's doctor,
and if he says okay,
I'll personally take you to Frankie's room.
Is that a deal? Okay.
Come on.
This is my favorite airplane.
Really? And you're going to give it to Frankie?
Yep, because he's my best friend.
Sometimes he even gets to stay overnight.
I wish Frankie could live with us all the time.
Oh, why do you wish that, Penny?
Because my mom and dad are a lot nicer than his.
Miss Jones, reception, please.
Oh, that's a pretty nice airplane Penny brought you, isn't it?
Mm-hmm.
I'd say you're a pretty lucky fellow to have a friend like that.
Did you talk to her?
A little.
What'd she tell you?
Not much.
She did say that maybe you didn't hurt your head in that fall.
She's wrong. I did.
Penny don't know.
Hey, Frankie, I thought Penny was your best friend.
She's lying. Penny's lying.
Nobody hit me. I swear nobody hit me.
Oh, come on now, Frankie. Take it to yourself.
I fell. I fell.
I didn't. You believe me?
I did fall.
All right. Thank you.
That's a third time.
I'm sorry.
That's a third time he's done that.
All right.
Now bring it back to me.
Come on.
Bring it back.
Come on.
Come on, Boot. Bring it back.
Come on, boy. Come on.
Bring it here.
Boot, come here. Bring it here.
Boot!
You know, if you'd talk to him a little nicer, maybe it would get you somewhere.
What, another one?
What, another pair of pants chewed up?
Well, you shouldn't have left him laying around.
Look, I am talking nice to the dog.
All right. Watch. Watch.
Come here, Boot. Come on.
Okay now, boy.
Come on, boy. Come on, Boot. Come here, boy. Come on.
Want me to be nice? Watch.
All right, Boot. We're friends, right?
Come on.
Excuse me, nurse.
Yes?
I'm Mrs. Gentry. My husband asked me to meet him here.
Have you seen him?
No, but I'd like to, very much.
Listen, while we're waiting, why don't we talk for a minute?
What do you want to talk about? Frankie's all right, isn't he?
Is he?
What do you mean?
You know perfectly well what I mean.
Frankie's one very frightened child, and it's not from falling in that hole that we both know it.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Are you quite sure, Mrs. Gentry?
Look, Frankie may be all the problem you have, but as a nurse, I see lots of them.
And yours isn't all that different.
The world and this hospital are full of Frankie's, and all for the same reason.
Because the one person who could do something about it, the one person the child has to depend upon,
didn't get the message in time.
It just isn't that simple.
I can't...
Where's Braggart? I want to see him right now.
He's in his office, in conference with Dr. Early. I'll check for you.
Never mind.
Identify...
Treatment room 3...
Identify...
Dr. Braggart?
That's right.
I'm Russ Gentry. This is my wife, Susan.
How do you do? What can I do for you?
You can answer a few questions. Number one, is Frankie all right or is he not?
Yes, he's all right, as far as his head injury is concerned.
Well, then why hasn't he been released?
Would you please sit down? We'd like to talk to both of you.
I have nothing to talk about.
Well, I do, Mr. Gentry.
No, no, no, no. You know, you've talked enough already.
Frankie's scared. He's frightened to death.
What's the idea of letting that kid in there to see him?
Well, I thought he might like to see a friend.
Mrs. Gentry, from what I can gather from the records,
you and Mr. Gentry have been married for three years, is that right?
Yes, three years last October.
Well, what's that got to do with anything?
We've done what you might call a study, Mr. Gentry.
You see, we've checked with most of the hospitals in the county.
Since almost three years ago, Frankie has been admitted to five of them.
Funeral skull fracture.
Estated cause.
Fell out of swing.
Six months later.
Five broken ribs.
Estated cause.
Fell in bathtub.
Eight months later.
Dislocated shoulder.
Multiple bruises.
Estated cause.
Stop it, please!
Susan.
I'm sorry.
Those are accidents. It's like it says.
Frankie's just an accident-prone kid. That's all.
Mr. Gentry, we're not here to accuse anybody.
We have Frankie's history and his x-rays.
The evidence speaks for itself.
What we want is to help.
Help? What help?
I told you, you know, they were all accidents.
Well, tell them, Susan.
It's like Russ says.
Accidents. They were all accidents.
Your son's welfare is at stake.
Do you understand that, Mrs. Gentry?
I don't know what to tell you.
They were accidents.
Yes, I'm sure of that, too, Mrs. Gentry.
Accidents that can be prevented.
You see, sometimes parents lose their tempers,
and trauma is inflicted on a child during periods of uncontrollable rage.
And with psychiatric help, that rage can be controlled.
All we're asking is that you let us help.
Russ?
No, no, no, no. You're putting words into our mouths.
Nobody needs any psychiatric help
because there is no uncontrollable rage.
Now, can't you get that through your thick head?
All right, listen. We're going up to admissions.
I'm gonna pay the bill. When I get back, I want Frankie dismissed
and ready to go home with us, all right?
No, sir, he won't be.
Look, doctor, I happen to know
that if we want to take that boy home, you're gonna have to pay.
If we want to take that boy home, you can't stop us.
No, I can't. But the sheriff can.
There's a court order to temporarily detain Frankie
as a dependent child being processed now.
Oh.
That means I have to get a lawyer, doesn't it?
I just hope the evidence we have is enough, Cal.
The boy's future may depend on it, Joe.
Squad 51, AdSaint.
It's over there on the side of the house.
I don't know what I'm gonna do with that boy.
Well, the dispatcher said something about, uh, kid trapped.
Yeah, the lookout for the sheriff's posse
really got himself fixed this time.
I'm stuck!
Yeah, so we can see.
How did you get your head in there?
It was easy. We were going to ambush the Clinton gang.
Ambush the Clinton gang, huh?
Okay.
Vaseline, I tried everything.
Yes, ma'am.
You think you can get me out?
Well, there's no problem there.
It's just how to do it without this whole house
coming down on top of you.
If you do, my dad's really gonna be mad at me.
Your mother already is, Joey Parker.
I'm still more worried about my dad.
I know what you'll do if you have to cut a hole in the house.
You do, huh?
You'll be awful.
Well, we'll try not to do too much damage to the house, okay?
Port-a-Power?
Yeah, why don't we give it a try?
What's a Port-a-Power?
You see, Port-a-Power is a tool that we use
that might keep your dad from doing something awful.
Now, you gotta help us, Joey.
I want you to keep pulling out your head
while we keep pumping up the jacks, okay?
Okay.
I'm gonna go get some water.
I'll be right back.
Okay.
It's getting looser. I can feel it.
All right, try to pull your head out, then.
No, a little more.
It worked. It did.
Now, come out from under there, Joey Parker.
Nothing hurt, is it?
No, nothing's hurt, but how about yourself?
You feeling all right? Huh?
Yeah.
Well, I don't think your dad's gonna give you a lickin' after all.
He would've done more than spank me.
Oh, come on.
Oh, yeah? You ever had your main butt locked up for a month?
A month.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Squad 51 in quarters.
You know, I think I'm gonna write a book.
10,000 ways a kid can get into trouble.
He'll probably be a bestseller.
I got a better book.
What now, Kelly?
10,000 ways a dog can bug John Gage.
Oh, no.
You'll notice my bet is the only one that's tracked up.
That means he knows whose bet it is.
Why me?
Well, I guess he just doesn't like you.
I'm trying to get him to stop me.
I guess he just doesn't like you.
I'm trying to get him to like me.
Maybe he's trying too hard.
Boop, you and I are gonna start from scratch.
See?
He doesn't like me.
It does kind of look that way.
Well, why don't you treat me like that?
I've got it.
What?
He doesn't like Indians.
How did you ever manage to get in there, Randy?
I was playing race car driver and I got stuck.
I thought race car drivers hauled onto the outside of the steering wheel.
No, I was kind of fooling around.
Yeah, kind of fooling around.
Fooling around is right.
What do you think, Doc?
Well, the soap didn't work.
Neither did the ice.
There's only one thing left.
Oh, no.
It's gotta be done.
You're not gonna cut my throat, are you?
I'm not gonna cut your throat.
You're not gonna cut my finger off, are you?
No, worse.
Worse.
My $75 steering wheel down the tubes.
Here, now, don't let me hurt you.
There's no other way, really.
All right.
Let's get it over with.
Don't let me hurt you now, Randy.
I'm sorry, Dad.
Me too.
Dr. Juan Camacho.
I see you solved the steering wheel problem.
Well, I figure he went through a lot of trouble.
We got him off the car.
The least I could do was to get it off the kid.
Papa didn't look too happy.
Yeah, I bet a hunch he'll be more careful in the future
about locking his car.
Miss McCall, treatment room one.
Here comes someone else to help.
Treatment room one.
Here comes someone else that doesn't look too happy.
Yo.
Hiya, Doc.
Sergeant.
Any DSN news about Frankie?
Yeah, I just came back from the DA's office.
They won't go a felony charge against either parent.
Did they give you a reason?
Oh, yeah, best in the world.
Insufficient evidence.
There's just no way to prove which parent has been
knocking him around.
It's pretty obvious which one, isn't it?
Yeah, well, but proving it in court is something else.
Look, let's have a cup of coffee.
I can stand one.
Didn't your investigation turn anything up?
Doc, the Sherlock Holmes bid is strictly for comic books.
Sit down.
I'll get the coffee.
I need witnesses, people to testify.
If they don't cooperate, we don't have a case.
What about the mother?
Well, it's the same old story.
The old man brings home the bread, and she's not
about the chance cutting it off.
And the boys left helpless?
I talked to Frankie until I was blue.
He's scared.
He loves his mother, and there's nothing that's going
to convince him to testify against Gentry.
So that's it.
Case closed.
No, not quite.
We can't get the parents in the court,
but there is one chance left for Frankie.
Juvenile court.
Section 600 of the Welfare and Institutions Code
gives the court authority to make him a ward
as a dependent child.
It's the only way I can see to keep Frankie away from Gentry.
Well, how do we do that?
Petition has been filed.
Scheduled hearing is at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning.
The rest, well, most of it's up to you.
The diagnosis.
That's all we got, Doc.
I hope you're convincing.
This is your subpoena.
And radiologic examination plays two main roles
in the problem of child abuse.
Initially, it's a tool for case finding.
Subsequently, it's useful as a guide in management.
Thank you, Doctor.
Now, Doctor, in your experience,
what is the most common type of injury
found in child abuse cases?
I object to the question, Your Honor.
There's been no foundation laid
as to the witness's qualifications.
I would like to remind counsel that this is a civil proceeding
concerned with the welfare of a child.
Now, I'll not tolerate any bantering back and forth.
Dr. Brackett's background has been sufficiently described,
and the court will recognize his testimony as expert.
Proceed, Dr. Brackett.
Thank you, Your Honor.
It's been my experience that the ease and frequency
with which a child is seized by the arms or legs
makes injuries to the appendicular skeleton
the most common in his syndrome.
Doctor, did you find evidence of exactly these injuries
in the radiologic examination?
Yes, I did.
Would you describe your findings, please?
There was evidence of reparative changes
and excessive new bone reaction
in both his arms and legs.
An indication of extremely rough handling.
Thank you, Doctor.
We rest, Your Honor.
Counsel.
Dr. Brackett, you said that these findings
indicated extremely rough handling.
I did.
Is it possible that they might indicate something else,
something such as a scurvy,
perhaps an early history of osteogenesis and perfecta,
or any number of other things, Doctor?
It's possible, but in this case, not likely.
Not likely, Doctor?
Would you like to explain your speculation?
Well, in viewing the totality of Frankie's history
and the frequency of his so-called accidental injuries
and the circumstances surrounding his most recent accident,
it's my opinion that the radiologic examination
is supportive of injuries that usually occur
in the metaphysical regions of the battered child syndrome.
That's very well stated, Doctor.
How far back did you look to find his medical history?
As far as I could, three years.
Just three years, Doctor.
Now, is it possible had you looked further
and found a history of blue scolari, skeletal deformities,
or perhaps an early family history of similar abnormalities,
you might have had second thoughts
before rendering such an opinion?
It's possible, but I found no evidence of that.
Did you look?
There was no way to locate earlier records.
No, they were uncooperative.
Were they uncooperative, Doctor,
or merely resentful of your accusations?
I made no ac...
Accusations, Doctor.
Inferences that they beat their child.
Drummed-up speculations,
none of which have been sustained by any witness
in this courtroom here today.
Now, a boy accidentally falls into a post hole
witnessed by half a dozen people.
The post hole is eight feet deep,
but you choose to speculate that his parents beat him?
A boy by this very act demonstrates
that he's extremely prone to accidents,
and you choose to twist other similar accidents
to accuse his parents that either one or the other
have beaten him.
No, Doctor, I submit that you have accused
with no basis for fact.
My test...
I have no other questions, Your Honor.
You may, uh, step down, Dr. Brackett.
Call your next witness, Counsel.
Uh, I would like to call Frankie Stewart
to the stand, Your Honor.
Frankie, how did you hurt your head?
I...I fell.
Where did you fall?
In...in the hall outside my house.
Hmm.
Now, this is a very important question.
Did your mother or stepfather ever hurt you?
Yes, sir.
We rest, Your Honor.
Nothing further, Your Honor.
You may return your seats, son.
In light of the evidence presented,
especially the testimony of Frankie,
I, um, I have no choice but to find that
he is not a person described by Section 600
of the Welfare and Institutions Code.
Therefore, it is the order of this Court
that the petition be dismissed
and the minor be discharged to his parents.
Court is recessed.
Mrs. Gentry, if you ever need our help.
Let's go home, Frankie.
Come on.
Come on, try it. Lick it.
Come on.
What are you doing, anyway?
It's a gesture of friendship.
Come on, try it. It's good.
Try it. Come on, just take it.
Lick it. Lick it.
Here, let me try.
Okay, Boot.
Station 51, engine and patrol 97,
engine 61, engine 70, engine 72,
battalion 14, brush fire,
east slope of Ascot Canyon,
timeout 1420.
KMG 365.
Squad 51, Copter 10 reports sighting
an injured hiker at the east rim of Box Canyon.
Possible danger of fire jumping Ascot Canyon.
Respond to Box Canyon.
Squad 51, 10-4.
Respond to Box Canyon.
LA Squad 51, we've located injured hiker.
10-4, Squad 51.
Copter 10 reports fire burning in your direction.
Advises caution in Box Canyon.
Squad 51, 10-4.
Are you hurt badly?
No, it's just my ankle. I twisted it.
I want you to sit down here. There you go.
Don't worry about it.
I can't find my friend Chuck. I know he's hurt bad.
I'm not sure. We were hiking.
I was quite a bit ahead of him.
I heard him scream.
I went back and looked all over the place for him,
and then I twisted my ankle.
Well, can you guess where he is?
Somewhere along this stretch of road.
The only thing I can think is he fell into the canyon somewhere.
All right, look, I'll start looking for him.
Assistant 3, 10-4 on the additional engines.
We'll check on Copter 3.
Squad 51, LA.
Squad 51.
Squad 51, Copter 10 advises shift in wind direction.
Estimate 20 minutes until fire reaches your location.
10-4, LA.
We have a hiker presently lost in this area.
We're going to conduct a search for him.
10-4, Squad 51.
We'll dispatch assistance.
Is that fire?
Is it coming this way?
Well, maybe.
The wind can always shift again.
What are the chances?
There's no telling.
Hey, Johnny.
Come on, get inside there.
What?
His boot.
I think he found something.
It's Chucks.
I'm sure of it.
This is his?
Yeah.
Hey, there he is.
Well, we better get the repelling gear.
Nice boy, boot.
Nice job.
LA, Squad 51.
We've located the hiker at Saddle Peak.
We're going to have to repel down to the canyon bottom.
We're going to need help getting him up a 50-foot cliff.
Also, we're going to need an ambulance.
10-4, Squad 51.
Truck 43 has been dispatched.
ETA, five minutes.
We will request an ambulance.
Hey, can I do anything?
No.
Yeah, look.
When the trunk company comes,
have them lower this stuff to us, all right?
Yeah, sure.
LA, what's the fire status?
No change, Squad 51.
LA, clear, KME 896.
Let's move it over there.
All right.
10-4, Battalion 14, Battalion 6.
Battalion 14 requests you respond to Larkspur Road.
Take the North Plane.
Engine 106, Kirkwood 06, Squad 6.
All right.
I never thought anybody would find me here.
Is there anything wrong with you beside that leg there?
Yeah, my shoulder.
Let's see.
Rampart, this is Rescue 51.
51, this is Rampart.
Go ahead.
Rampart, we have an injured hiker, male, 16 years old.
He has a fractured leg and probable dislocated shoulder.
We're proceeding to immobilize now.
10-4, 51.
Gil, it's Frankie, his father.
He's in bad shape.
Get Joe early for me.
51's on a rescue.
Take their transmission.
10-4, 51, stand by.
I have an injured 16-year-old hiker, fractured leg,
possible shoulder dislocation.
They're immobilizing both.
Rampart to Rescue 51.
Go ahead, Rampart.
Rescue 51 is patient in pain.
If so, we'll authorize shot.
Stand for it, Rampart.
How about it, Chuck?
I'll skip the drugs.
All units responding within...
You lie still.
We'll have you out of here in a shake.
I'm sorry.
We'll have you out of here in a shake.
Rampart, Rescue 51.
Go ahead, 51.
Rescue is complete.
Stand by for further transmission
when we get topside.
10-4, 51, we'll stand by.
He just hit him and hit him.
I couldn't do anything.
I thought after the court he'd be scared,
but I should have told the truth.
But I was afraid to.
I kept thinking that I couldn't leave him
because we got no place to go, we got nobody.
But this time I'm going to tell the truth.
I'm not going back to him.
Frankie and me will manage.
Somehow we'll make it.
I know we will.
Rampart, Rescue 51.
Go ahead, 51.
Rescue 51, the accident victims
are en route to your location.
The ETA is about 20 minutes.
10-4, 51.
Well, we've got some pretty good news.
They've got a line completely around the fire now.
Oh, well, that's the best thing I've heard all day.
Where's Boot?
Come on, Boot.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute, you got our dog.
Hey.
Come on, Boot.
I think Boot deserted us.
I guess he figures that snorkels are more exciting.
Yeah, well, I guess maybe he's got a point.
I mean, if I were a dog, I'd certainly think that
snorkels are a heck of a lot more exciting than this.
I mean, I remember when I was a kid.
Yeah, I sure wanted to be up on that big engine
riding around.
You know what I really wanted to be?
I mean, what I really wanted to be?
I wanted to be a tillerman.
A tillerman, you know, up there on that big engine
steering it and having everybody look at me and everything.
I guess if a kid could want that, so could a dog.
I mean, dogs and kids, they're an awful lot alike.
They have a lot of things in common.
I mean, picture Boot up there in that cage.
There he is with the wind blowing through his fur
and he's barking and everybody else is hollering
and everybody else is...