Rescue Me, Season 6

Dickie:
My name is Dick, but my first day on the job, my first call, I kid you not, a bird shits on my head. Plop.

Feinberg:
It's supposed to be good luck when that happens.

Dickie:
Hey! I'm still here, huh? 18 years up in the Bronx, 29 years down here.

Feinberg:
Listen, Dickie. You know why we're here. I wanted to...

Dickie:
I'm gonna cut you off at the pass, Sid, save us all some time. It wasn't an easy decision. We took a lot of factors into consideration.

Needles:
Okay, what sort of factors were considered?

Dickie:
Let me finish. There were three of us making final recommendations to headquarters. And I gotta tell you, as much as nobody likes to see houses closing, I think we did a goddamn good job in terms of getting rid of some, you know, overlapping services and some underperforming houses and-I gotta be honest-one or two trouble houses.

Feinberg:
I know we got a couple of bad apples. I'm not gonna deny that. But our response times are solid. Calls are up 20%. Your guys up on the West Side, they're gonna be beating their ass trying to...

Dickie:
It's done, Sid. Okay? You want to sit and talk about the old days for a couple of minutes? Please. But your house is closed, and I'm not discussing it any further.

Feinberg:
[resigned sigh] Okay.

Needles:
"Okay"? "Okay"? That's all the fight you got.

Feinberg:
I'd like to talk to Dick alone, okay?

Needles:
No, I'll talk to him. Dick, I'm not your old pal, which means I don't have to sit here and eat your shit sandwich with a big smile on my face.

Dickie:
Who is this guy?

Needles:
You know who I am. I'm one of the new guys-you know, the pseudo-chiefs you old-timers can't stand. But I got a good crew under me, and breaking us up isn't gonna do the department any goddamn good. Plus, I got a neighborhood that needs me. Now, I know City Hall needs to see some more white faces uptown before they give a shit about providing basic services...

Dickie:
Are you lecturing me, shithead? Because this is my office you're in. You don't tell me what's good for the department. You're new here. I've been FDNY almost 50 years.

Needles:
[getting up] I'll buy you a goddamn cake.

Feinberg:
Watch your tongue.

Needles:
But if the candles catch the place on fire, you better hope there's an open house nearby.

Dickie:
Get him out of here.

Feinberg:
Come on, let's go.

Needles:
I don't know if you heard, Dickie, but my boys had a bunch of saves at a school for deaf kids the other day. Yeah, they responded in their own vehicles with no tools, no bunker gear, and they got every kid out of there safely, just as your trucks were rolling up. Better late than never, huh? Maybe you should have that painted on all your vehicles from now on.

Dickie:
None of those men were authorized to report to that call.

Needles:
And none of those kids were authorized to burn to death!

Dickie:
Sid, get him out of here.

Feinberg:
Let's go.

Needles:
I don't know if you heard. We also got some video. [Pulls out a DVD in a jewel case] Pay attention. We shot this ourselves 'cause there's not a lot of news crews uptown. But it's all there-my guys responding, my guys bringing the kids out safely, your trucks arriving in what I would not call a timely fashion. [Drops the DVD on the desk] That's for you to watch and enjoy. I got other copies-for the Times, for the Post, and for the Daily News. And just in case what I'm hearing is true about print media being dead, this whole footage is getting posted on YouTube. Yeah, that's the newfangled interweb you've heard so much about. When you go home, have one of your grandkids type in "FDNY turns deaf ear to disabled children." See what comes up.

Dickie:
If you think you can come in here and push me around, pal...

Needles:
No, no, no. I don't think I can. I've seen this footage. I know I can. Feel that on your head, Dickie? You just got shit on again. [to Feinberg] Shalom.

Feinberg:
We'll talk.

[They walk out. Cut to two firetrucks backing into the house]

Needles:
I never thought I'd say this, kid.

Damien:
What's that?

Needles:
God damn, I love the Internet.