... And Take Me In Your Arms - 
by Umnata
Whoa. Just when we thought that the biggest scandal to hit Ladder 62 this season was going to be Probie's penchant for cuddle breaks with his Lumberjack roommate, Rescue Me hits us with an ending, that has already caused some stirring in LAST week's comments page. Personally, I'm a little torn about what to actually call Tommy and Janet's little meeting at the end of the episode, but we'll get to that a little bit later. The Probie gaywatch continues to take suprising ups and, umm, downs, while Sean came out of the closet of his own making, proclaiming his love for CrazyTaty to Tommy. Throw in some crazy-pill popping Sheila and a Girl Gone Wild flashing her TaTas at the Chief with a dash of Al Sharpton and a heaping load of the return of Lovable Lou, and you had a solid hour of television on your hands.
The boys are on their way to a call to help a man with chest pains, and Probie is shocked that there is $1,200 in the smoking kitty. I am just shocked that Probe can count money. Tommy begs him to call the kitty a can, and once again he is ignored. Probie then enters even more dangerous waters by asking him if he's spoken to Johnny, Tommy's brother who was the victim of a Tommy hate-crime once he found out he had been sleeping with his ex-wife Janet. Tommy again plays the Irish stereotype card and says that's just how they roll in the Gavin family. Well I understand, in my family we eat our feelings, in the Gavin family they beat their feelings. Who am I to judge?
Franco and his eagle eyes spot an overturned school bus just up the road and tells them to stop the fire truck. The guys run out to the bus and ignore the other call; there is another truck being rerouted there. They try to get the kids in the school bus out through the back Emergency Door, which isn't opening. Someone should probably call in a SHAME ON YOU on the bus people. I think Connie Chung is available to cover the story.
Tommy grabs Probie and they get into the bus from one of the windows and start helping the kids get out, but there's one unlucky little rugrat stuck under a seat. We're gonna need the saw! Tommy starts to saw the girl out, but Lou, having one of his few lucid moments of late, notices that the bus is pouring out gasoline. He tells Tommy to stop sawing, while Franco runs over to get some other non-spark inducing tool. Tommy, ever the rebel, continues to saw the girl out. We then see Franco running over to the truck to get the alterna-tool and boom the bus goes up in flames.
I guess Tommy should've just waited. Now, he and the little girl are dead. PSYCH! They're totally fine, Franco just should've gotten his tool out fast enough. And to quote the amazing Michael Scott: "That's what she said."
The next day the guys are at the firehouse waiting for the crowds to start pouring in with thank yous and maybe even a hero's parade. Alas, the evil Rev. Al Sharpton has gone and ruined things for our Ladder 62 boys. Revvy Al has held a press conference to denounce Ladder 62 for saving a bus full of white kids and ignoring the black man who they were on their way to help.
Whatchu talkin' 'bout Al? Sorry, maybe I am supremely naïve even for someone who lives in New York City, but come on, Al. Really? Did you really want them to ignore the children who were trapped in the gasoline spitting, firey death trap so they could answer a call from a black guy with chest pains (which another truck was already being rerouted to answer)? Were you also an advocate of the Holocaust? I realize that I am playing right into Peter Tolan and Denis Leary's hands, but goddammit, this was annoying. Capt. Jerry gets a little screen time on the news station to rebut the Revvy, but unfortunately his name is misspelled. He does however defend the firehouse's actions saying, that he made a judgment call about the two situations without a concern about what race the kids were. Tommy then comes in with that morning's newspaper: FDNY Leaves Man For Dead. Ouch. They then start arguing that one of the kids on the bus was in fact black. Probie corrects them by saying that he thinks the kid just had a really good tan. In fact, the kid was neither tan nor black, he was Egyptian. His father is a diplomat. The guys get all excited asking why the Egyptian Diplomat doesn't come to their side and the Capt. says that he can't because he's involved in some Diplomat License brouhaha, which makes me happy because those bastards think they own the roads. Just because we can't prosecute or ticket you in this country doesn't mean you can drive like an asshole Mr. Egypt! The diplomat might not be sending the public support the Ladder needs but he is sending over a fruit basket. Yay! Sean then comes in holding a giganomous fruit basket and asks if everyone's seen the fruit, the guys say yes and for some reason start staring at Probie. The Capt. asks them to all keep a low-profile on this whole thing, hoping that the scandal will blow over.
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