Fire Fighters: Men Continue Pulling False Alarms

Attention, all districts, a five-arm fire. Fighters, the true to life story of our unsung heroes who stand ready to ride by day or night against our most murderous enemy, the demon of fire.

In just a minute, we'll roll with Tim Collins, an engine company 209 to a night alarm, a false alarm, one of a series of false alarms planned by Paul, Cat, and Scrubby to square their grudge with Tim Collins and the fire department.

But before we join Tim, here's a message for you. Let's go, firefighters! Let's go to Box 112, the fire alarm box at the mouth of the alley behind Point of Hands Grill. As you remember, the two hoodlums, Polecat and Scrubby, have just pulled a false alarm.

The time is 12 minutes to one o'clock in the morning. The night is pitch black, and as Polecat and Scrubby and their fast car escape from the scene. We hear Tim Collins an engine 209 with two other engines and a ladder truck rolling to the the scene. First to reach the spot is 209 and as Lieutenant Greenspan swings down from the

cab he calls, I'm not fired. I got a feeling. I got a feeling. This is a phony. I think so myself. I'm over here in the box to shore the way. Nobody yelling. No signs of life. It's a phony lieutenant.

I'm a Captain Birch off the hooking ladder. Right here Captain. Looks like a fake lieutenant. Captain Birch. Also I will check up. You might as well roll back the quarters. Right, Lieutenant. You're a Captain.

as well roll back the quarter right look at it your baby don't try to fire conants no sir not a spark lieutenant all right man let's get back to bed all set back here I'll set GONAGLE let's go yes any one in force of force alarm in the middle of the night or any time at all GONAGLE