Firehouse Dog Page #4

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I've seen in months.

[chuckling]

Come on, let's get out of here.

Go on, rub it in.

I just wanted to say that...

the better dog lost.

Come on.

SPORTSCASTER:

At the 40, the 30, he may go all the way!

He's at the 20, the 10...

Hey, where you been?

- Touchdown!

- [cheering]

Just out walking,

shaking off the loss.

Hey, sit down with your old man.

Watch some football,

like the old days.

Yeah.

[Shane sighs]

[sighs]

[whistle blows]

- [chuckles]

- What?

I was just thinking, I...

It's been a long time

since I've seen my guys that happy.

He could've won, Dad.

Yeah, he should've won.

SPORTSCASTER:

...all the way to the end zone.

Incredible play for the Bulldogs.

[sniffing, whining]

[whines]

So, I saw you talking to

Jessie's little girl at the picnic.

What's the deal with you and her?

Dad, she's Greenpoint.

Just... I'm just asking.

Forget I mentioned it.

[chuckles]

You have any luck on

the flyers you put up?

No, not yet.

Okay, well, give it time.

Somebody's gonna call.

[whining]

[yelping]

- Dad...

- Mm-hmm?

I-I was thinking...

what if nobody calls?

Maybe he could

stick around for awhile.

M-Maybe Dogpatch

needs another mascot.

No, Dogpatch is living

on borrowed time.

There's not much point

in a mascot now.

Well, I-I could

take care of him

and you wouldn't have

to deal with him at all.

You really want to be

responsible for this dog?

Yeah, I do.

- [yelps]

- [crashing, clattering]

[glass breaking]

[sighs]

Okay, you wanted to be

responsible for the dog, you got it.

- But...

- Shane.

[liquid dripping]

[sighs] Let's get a mop.

[sighs]

What the...?!

Dog, if you messed up my room...

Great.

I'm sharing my cell

with Martha Stewart.

Sorry, fleabag, not tonight.

You need to learn

some healthy boundaries.

[sighs]

[sighs]

And you better not snore.

[Dewey farts]

You're such a jerk.

[farting]

[groans]

[panting]

[device beeping]

Hey!

That TV is my personal property.

And no, I don't have a receipt.

Who's that?

Bean counter.

Sent by the city.

Pretty soon, everything

in here'll be shipped off

to stations all over

the city, including us.

But they can't split you guys up.

Yeah, they can!

And they will.

Not much of the old

neighborhood left anyway.

Everything's been all

boarded up and sold off.

Guess there's

some things

even a fireman can't save.

Remember what I told

you, now- no lunch

till you get that

engine room mopped up.

Good to know.

[chuckling]

Hey...

nobody's supposed to be in here.

Couple of weeks, nobody will be.

[alarm beeping]

DISPATCHER:

Engine 55, Engine Eight, Engine 33...

Come on, Terence, we got to roll.

DISPATCHER:

Ladder 24, Ladder 36, Rescue Seven respond.

[groans]

How many times

have I told you-

wait till my feet

hit the floor first!

Come on, you lovebirds,

get the lead out!

Let me go first next time.

What do you think this is,

clown school?!

They wouldn't let you

in the police department.

- LIONEL:
Me first, then you.

- Guys...

check out the dog.

Shane, get over here.

CONNOR:
Get the dog off the rig.

He's not a mascot.

Don't let him out of your sight.

Dewey, down!

[huffs]

[whining]

[engine revving]

[siren blares]

[horn honks]

[whining]

What's the matter with you?

Crap.

Coming in right now.

WOMAN:

That's right, get 'em behind the barricade!

[siren blaring]

MAN:
We need these people back.

WOMAN:
Okay.

[siren chirping]

MAN:
Need a medic.

Okay, take it easy.

You're gonna be fine.

MAN:

Get those people off the bridge!

We have folks down there

trying to do a job.

WOMAN:
I need to get through.

Okay, everybody here

behind the barricade.

Hey, guy... I need you to step

away from the rail, please.

Everybody follow me-

Look at me, please, sir.

Back behind the barricade.

Here you go, buddy.

[groaning]

CONNOR:
Hey, Burr?

What's the size-up?

Retrofitters breached the

interior support,

so the ceiling's coming down

pretty fast.

Got the workers out just in time.

Where does Jessie want us?

My money's on broom detail.

MAN:
All clear. Let's lock it up.

[indistinct shouting]

Easy, buddy, nice and easy.

MAN:
Nobody else goes in.

Burr, where's Captain Presley?

Just look for the red helmet.

No, Burr...

Where's Jessie?

Engine 24 captain unaccounted for.

initiating a primary search.

Dewey? Dewey?

[indistinct voices]

Dewey, get over here.

[sniffing]

[Dewey whining]

Dewey?

Dewey, get over here.

[groans]

[whining]

Dewey!

[whining continues]

What's the matter with you?

[barking]

[barking]

[grunts]

[barking continues]

Burr, how many points of access?

Just the one. Cave-in

blocked the south ent...

- [explosive boom]

- [firefighters gasp]

Get-Get back.

Everybody back!

[panicked shouting]

Look out!

This whole place is coming down.

Captain, what do we do?

If Jessie's still in

there, we're gonna get her.

- Okay, let's do it.

- Pull everybody back.

- We're not leaving her...

- You're staying put.

Yeah.

That's an order, Burr.

Joe, keep the medic close and ready-

I'll be on channel one.

We're coming with you, Captain.

No.

Thanks, but no.

Uh, Dispatch, I need a dedicated

channel for search and rescue.

DISPATCHER:

Roger that, 24, you're clear on channel three.

Jessie, do you copy?

[static crackles]

Jessie, do you copy?

[door creaks, bangs]

[urgent barking]

[officer speaking

indistinctly]

[steam hissing]

[electrical buzzing,

crackling]

[muffled]:
Jessie!

[support beams creaking]

Jessie!

[thud echoing from distance]

[debris clattering]

[support beams creaking]

[gasps]

Jess.

Jess.

- [loud thud]

- [gasps]

[groans]

[grunting, panting]

[grunting, panting]

[man shouting indistinctly

in distance]

[slow, somber theme playing]

[Dewey grunting,

barking anxiously]

Joe, where's my dad?

Shane! Stay back.

He'll be fine.

[Dewey barking excitedly]

[barking continues]

[sniffing, whining]

Be careful.

[barks]

[intense, dramatic

theme plays]

[sighs]

[grunting]

Come on!

[sniffing]

[grunting]

[barks]

Get out of here, dog!

I said get out of...

[barks]

[barking]

[grunting anxiously]

Jessie.

Jess.

[grunts]

[breather mask hissing]

[Jessie groans weakly]

[loud thuds in distance]

[building creaking]

[creaking continues]

[loud boom]

[gasping]

Captain?

Do you copy?

[radio static hissing]

Guys, look!

[excited shouts]

[noble theme playing]

[gasps]

Medics!

[sigh]

Easy.

[siren wails in distance]

- Good job, Cap.

- [laughing]

MAN:
I am ready to go home.

Hey.

Hey.

We were worried about you in there.

JESSIE [chuckles]:

Another day at the office.

[slow, gentle theme plays]

CONNOR:

All right, Jess, you take care of yourself.

- We'll all be checking in.

- Thanks.

- I'll see you soon.

- Okay.

You betcha.

[sirens whooping]

REPORTER:

Excuse me, is that

that dog who saved the day?

Yeah, it is.

Who does he belong to?

Engine 55.

We're lucky to have him.

His name is Dewey,

and he's the mascot

of Dogpatch Station.

REPORTER:

Huh! Well, smile, wonder dog.

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