- Clarence,
grab me a hose line!
[tense music]
- Help me!
God, please help me!
- Here, Lieutenant.
- Dougherty, charge the line!
Go!
♪
Stay on me!
- Yes, Lieutenant!
- Oh, God! I can't breathe--
[coughing]
- I'm gonna hold it back.
- Copy that.
♪
Get her!
- Copy!
♪
- [coughing and crying]
- Hey, it's okay,
it's all right,
Let's go, let's go.
- [panicked wheezing]
♪
- Back you up, Lieutenant.
- Hit it, guys!
♪
Come on!
[dramatic music]
♪
- I lit a candle
and went to take a bath.
I do it all the time,
never once--
- Don't try to talk, ma'am.
- I smelled smoke.
And when I poked
my head into the living room,
it was just a little char
on the arm of the couch.
You know, like a couple
of embers had gotten in there.
And I didn't panic.
I just thought
I'll grab the extinguisher
under the sink, no big deal.
When I turned around again,
it erupted.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Hey, Beezley, we're gonna
stick around and help overhaul.
- All clear here.
- Yeah...
this is where the fire started,
like the lady said.
See all this--this char?
It's darker than the rest.
- Uh-huh.
- And in the time it took us
to move from the sidewalk
to the front door,
this thing went up
like a Roman candle.
- Doesn't feel right.
I don't know, maybe
some accelerant was involved.
- Or maybe she dropped
a hairspray bottle
under the couch,
forgot about it.
- Yeah.
Help me flip it.
One, two, three.
[dramatic music]
♪
