Fire Fighters: False Alarms Continue

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 knight alarm, a false alarm, one of a series of false alarms planned by Paul Caton 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 Grilled.

As you remember, the two Hootlems, Paul Catonscrubby, have just pulled a false alarm. The time is 12 minutes to 1 o'clock in the morning. The night is pitch black, and as Paul Catonscrubby and their fast car escape from the scene.

We hear Tim Collins in Engine 209 with two other engines and a ladder truck rolling to the scene. First to reach the spot is 209 and as Lieutenant Greenspan swings down from the cab he calls.

I'm not fired. Okay Lieutenant, fuck! He's taking a look down that aisle. I look ten inch. I'll turn your line, John. I got a feeling. I got a feeling this is a phony. I think so myself.

I'm over here in the box to show it away. Nobody yelling. No signs of life. It's a phony look, man. I'm getting a freak back. I'd ask Captain Birch off the hook of Atlanta. Right here Captain.

Oh, sign the fire. The false alarm. Looks like a fake, Lieutenant. Take lieutenant. Captain Burch! False alarm! We'll check up. You might as well roll back the quarters. Right lieutenant, your baby! Okay boys, hang on the floor!