:12:02
- Hell, no.
- OK, let's go.
:12:04
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
:12:06
7, 8, 9
:12:08
I'm the one that praised the land...
:12:20
This is Emmit Reese.
Emmit Reese to Ground Control.
:12:24
Los Angeles, do you copy?
:12:26
Yeah, we copy. It's hot as hell down here.
:12:31
You all right?
:12:33
Great!
Is it too late to switch jobs with Emmit?
:12:36
He doesn't want your job.
He wants mine, Gator.
:12:40
Yes, and a company car, Mike.
Don't forget that.
:12:49
- OK, we're coming up... Whoa!
- Look at that. A rat!
:12:53
OK, we're coming up on the storm drain now.
:13:01
This is where those guys died.
Seven guys right here.
:13:04
Must have died in a hurry.
:13:07
Let's have a look.
:13:09
Go on.
:13:32
- Emmit Reese.
- Roark! Roark, is that you? Roark!
:13:36
- Mike, it's Chief Sindelar on the line.
- Take a message.
:13:40
You want me to tell the Chief of Police
:13:41
I gotta take a message?
:13:43
Yeah.
Tell him, uh... I'm slightly busy right now.
:13:47
That's the issue he wants to discuss with you.
:13:50
What's he doing!
Public Works is sending a crew in.
:13:53
Those guys are idiots. He knows that.
:13:56
Mike felt this was too time-sensitive to wait.
:13:58
Tell him we've got procedures.
He's not in Kansas anymore!