As primeiras 200 linhas.
This story was inspired by actual events.
- How are we on oxygen? - Fine.
Start massaging.
One milligram of adrenaline, please.
Sergeant Pasquier requesting motorised escort at 8 rue Montmartre.
- Ready to go? - Roger.
Replace the sergeant.
The ambulance is here.
Did the water help?
Yes.
It will be fine.
- How many now? - Two milligrams.
Adrenaline injected.
How's her insulin?
- She's fibrillating. Shock her! - Charging.
Ready to shock. Clear! Shock!
Check her pulse.
- Got it. - Get a stretcher and a respirator.
Set up the adrenaline.
Good job, guys.
- Does it fit? - Yes.
Up!
A bit higher.
Attach it.
The form needs filling out.
Here.
343-20 for a personal injury...
I'll be upstairs.
Can someone stop by later to check on you?
- Let's go. - Roger.
The concierge stops by. She's nice.
Let's go.
Your wife will be fine tonight.
She'll be taken care of and get some rest.
I was scared, you know.
Of course you were...
But we did what was necessary. There's no need to worry.
We've lived together for 50 years.
You're lucky.
50 years is wonderful.
Yes...
Will she be okay?
She's stable for now.
She needs rest. The doctors will tell you more tomorrow.
Don't worry, sir. Don't be scared.
She's in good hands.
Thank you.
It's nothing. Try to get some rest.
THROUGH THE FIRE
- He's having fun. - He's dreaming!
You're beautiful.
- I'm getting married tonight! - Yes?
Again?
Play some dancing music!
A special dedication to the Rousseau firefighters!
I love this song!
How's it going?
- Morning, Franck! - Morning, Sergeant.
- Anything special this morning? - No.
Fire guard, attention!
- Raise the flag! - Now!
Attention!
Roll call!
- Firefighter Rémy. - Killed in action.
- Corporal Guignard. - Killed in action.
- Chief Warrant Officer Elhuard. - Killed in action.
- Firefighter Boulay. - Killed in action.
- First-class Firefighter Maréchal. - Killed in action.
- First-class Firefighter Hideux. - Killed in action.
- First-class Fireman Guillamot. - Killed in action.
Sgt Pasquier, nine years' service, Vehicle Chief.
Go!
Sgt Corbel, 12 years' service, Duty Chief.
Go!
The first three.
Corporal Fourres, nine years' service, Vehicle Chief.
Go!
Corporal Thouvenot, six years' service, Fire Chief.
Corporal Villemont, three years' service, firefighter.
Vehicle chief?
Equipment tested. SCBA at 280 bar. ID plate missing.
Roger. First chief?
All SCBAs at 280 bar. No problems detected.
Roger.
Attention!
Fall out. Proceed to workout.
Next, we move to the rope. Go, go, go!
Go!
Give it all you've got!
One more time.
Next!
- Where to, Martin? - Injury at a nursery school. Let's go!
That's for us.
- What is it? - Rambuteau Station. Metro suicide.
Rambuteau Station. Metro suicide.
Saint-Denis Porte Sud entrance.
The power may be on. Stay off the tracks.
Roger.
Put the rescue equipment by that green locker.
Service is suspended between Châtelet and République.
Eyes peeled! Put the pieces in the bags.
Watch your step on the tracks.
I've got a leg!
Corporal, it must be here.
Put the limbs to one side.
Vehicle 225 to a medical emergency at 8 rue Michel-le-Comte.
A woman in her 50s. Is that correct? Over.
It's Annie.
Madam, it's the firefighters.
We have a female in her 50s. Homeless, inebriated.
She's a regular.
Slight hypothermia. Oral temperature, 35.8.
We'll take her to Cochin hospital.
Copy.
Hi!
- How are you? - Fine. You?
- Get any sleep? - Yes.
I slept, I studied, I ate.
I'm off tomorrow.
I could pick you up and we could see a movie.
Great.
How was your day?
Fine.
There's more and more movement.
It's a new sensation. It's weird.
One of our Year 1 kids is getting bullied.
They beat him up every recess.
Just for fun.
Imagine, Year 1!
I haven't kissed you yet.
How are you, guys? Everything okay in there?
It's Daddy.
We can't wait for you to be here.
Even if it gives us the jitters.
No one will bother you, not at recess or anywhere.
Guaranteed. 100 per cent.
Do you realise how much life's going to change?
A family.
Baby bottles, cribs...
Dolls!
Yes.
Actually, I don't.
I don't think it's really sunk in.
I'd love to have a real home.
One day.
What do you mean, a real home?
It's great here. I love our fake home.
And the fire station, the national anthem, the uniforms...
The babies will love it.
They will.
You couldn't live without it.
Really? Are you sure about that?
I am. Are you kidding?
Immediate intervention!
Penalty.
Watch out! Baby on board!
Okay, nice and easy.
- Lie down, madam. - Really?
With a baby on board, it's wiser. There...
Gently...
- Do you want to play, Franck? - No, I have to study.
And it would make an unfair fight.
Are you that bad?
I beg your pardon?
- Who am I with? - Bouchara and the two girls.
Bouchara of course.
Because you're so good. Come on.
- Very promising. - Go, Bouchara!
Here!
Unmarked. Very physical, apparently.
Go, Bouchara!
Classic move!
We've got finesse!
This test concludes your NCO Level 2 training.
You've had two years of training.
200 of you started. There are only 20 of you left.
The 20 best candidates to become fire commanders.
Don't fail so close to the end.
Good luck.
Do honour to the Brigade.
Begin!
Yes.
Sorry.
Shit.
Was he on a call?
Okay.
Yes...
Okay.
Thanks for calling.
Thank you.
What happened?
Martin...
He was on a call. He slipped off a roof.
Is he hurt?
Two broken ribs, head trauma.
He'll be fine.
- Where is he? - Val de Grâce Hospital.
I'll go and see him tomorrow.
We train all day long to make sure that never happens.
But it does.
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