Frequency

Yes, believe your eyes.

Those are, in fact, the northern lights on view above the city...

...for the first time in nearly 80 years.

Ooh, Susie Q Baby, I love you

It's 5 a.m. Hello, New York.

The big story this morning, of course, is the Amazins...

...taking the field today in Baltimore for their final practice...

...before tomorrow's opener of the 1969 World...

Early this morning, sanitation workers discovered the dead body...

...of another nurse in a Dumpster in Queens.

This is the third nurse killed...

...in what New York papers are now calling the Nightingale murders.

What a beautiful feeling

All three victims have been nurses, each of them found strangled...

...with their hands gruesomely bound behind their backs with glass tape.

The lights, also known as the aurora borealis...

Oh, look out!

Oh, my God!

Move it!

Manhattan calling Eye of the Storm.

Engine company 12, ladder company 93.

Respond to Manhattan box 132 off-ramp on George Washington Bridge.

We're on our way.

Confirm overturned tanker.

Confirm two Con Ed workers trapped in an underground electric substation.

Frank, we're the second in.

- We got the rescue. - Great.

Commander, what do you need done?

That dike's about to go. We're one spark away from losing the block.

- Is there another way in? - Only that manhole leads to the vault.

Forget it, Sullivan.

Vault door's rusted shut and they can't kill the juice.

You won't make it. There's not enough time.

What? Miss the World Series? Not a chance.

Give me my tools.

Sullivan. Sullivan.

This is Commander O'Connell. You hear me?

I hear you, commander.

The gasoline is rising in the vault.

Those downed cables hit that gas, it's gonna blow.

- Way to go, Gib. - I should have been a goddamn mailman.

Clear this channel. Explosion's imminent.

Hey, guys. Can you hear me?

- We're here. - Coming in.

- Come on, get us out of here. - Hey, he's got a broken leg.

Frank, it's gonna flash. Get out of there.

The dike isn't holding.

- Get us out! - Frank, do you hear me?

Yeah. Yeah, I hear you, Butch.

- Grab that axe. - Here.

Give me a whack. No sparks.

Again.

- One more. - Come on.

Okay, stand back.

Oh, thank God.

Hey, my leg's all busted up.

Please, hurry.

We're in, Butch.

Right, then get them and get the hell out.

Hey, fellas. Time to go home.

Hey, watch it. Watch it.

- It's falling. It's gonna break. - Frank, let's go.

That's an order. Everybody, go.

All right, let's move before the gas lights up.

Watch that wire.

Get out, for chrissake!

I got you.

Butch, Butch, we're coming out. We're coming out right now.

Go!

You all right? Watch your head. Watch your head.

Get up that ladder. Go ahead.

- Come on. Come on. - Get up. Get up.

Go on up.

- Go. I'm behind you. - I'm going.

- Keep going. - Pull him up.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Come on. I got you. I got you.

Ha, ha. Welcome to the company, Gib.

Fellas.

- Hey, Dad. - Hey. Hey, Gordo.

- Hey, Mr. Sullivan. - How you doing?

- How's my Little Chief, huh? - Good.

- Where's your mother? - Inside the house.

Hey, Jules.

- Hey, bud. - Hey, bud.

That was "Heat Wave."

Martha and the Vandellas here on WOR New York radio.

Hey, how about a little bit of the king, huh?

Yeah, why not a little of the king?

Damn.

- You all right? - Yeah.

I think I ruined the sauce. Again.

What's the matter?

Having trouble working an eight-hour shift at the hospital...

...watching the kid, whipping up a little Bolognese?

Didn't marry Donna Reed.

Hey, I'd go for you and Chinese takeout over her any day.

Because I love you too much, baby

Why can't you see What you're doing to me?

- How was your tour? - The usual, you know.

Butch called.

- Did he? - He did.

It was under control, bud.

Butch, he's getting a little tight in his old age.

Nothing wrong with old age, Frank, long as you get there.

- With suspicious minds - Suspicious

Baby, we can't build our dreams On suspicious minds

So if an old friend I know

Drops by to say hello

Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?

All right, Chief. When I let go, I want you to keep pedaling.

Daddy, put the wheels back on. I'm gonna fall.

Don't worry about falling. You're ready to do this.

Come on. Spirit and guts, okay?

Okay. All right, keep pedaling.

I'm gonna let go. I'm gonna let go. That's it.

Keep pedaling. Keep pedaling. Keep pedaling.

- Yeah. - Ow!

You all right?

- You all right? - Johnny?

You okay?

- You hurt? You okay? - I wanna go to my room.

Okay, go on, honey. It's okay.

Hey, come on, Chief. Don't quit on me now.

Don't be so tough on him, Frank. He's just a kid.

He just needs to know you're behind him.

Okay, you're right.

All right.

CQ-22, this is W2QYV, by for call.

It's because of the solar activity.

It's beautiful. Got the sky over my house lit up like a bonfire.

Word is sunspots are shooting off flares...

...that stretch out half a million kilometers.

Look, I've said it before.

Tell me about it. I'm picking up signals in places I could never reach.

Francis, is that you? How are you, my friend?

I'm doing just great. How you doing?

Oh, fantastic. My wife, Sophia, she's gonna give me another baby.

So that's it, Samantha? You're just walking out?

I've been walking out for six months, John. You just didn't notice or care.

You're right. We should've quit a long time ago.

I'm sorry.

I know it's my fault.

I can't change, Sam. I wish I could, but I can't.

No, John. It's that you won't change.

And that's what hurts so much.

Goodbye, Chief.

Next up, Johnny Sullivan.

It's a hit up the middle.

And Johnny's gonna hold at first.

And now batting for Johnny's father, Coach Newman.

Checks the runner and fires.

Lined hard to right.

No problem. One on, one out.

- Hi, Uncle John. - I'm not your uncle, kid.

Hey, Sully, is that you?

Gordo, what are you guys doing in my house?

My TV's out again.

Hey, uh, you want a brewski?

Yeah.

Deep fly to center field.

Can you believe Linda still won't let me cook in the house?

You know, I melt one lousy frying pan, you know?

John, guess what? Dad's taking me fishing.

- Wanna come? - I wish I could, Gordy.

But you bring me back a big one, okay?

Hey, is it okay if Gordy uses your old gear?

Yeah, I think it's somewhere in the hall closet, if you can find it.

Gordy, have a look, huh?

Yeah.

So Yahoo went up another five points today.

- Man, did I miss the boat on that one, huh? - Should have, would have, could have, pal.

So, Sam called Linda.

Dad, John, come here.

Gordy, what are you doing back there, huh?

- Dad, check it out. - Wow.

Fire Department. Can I open it up?

- Sure. - Yes.

- Whoa! - Hey, hey, hey, give me that gun.

All right?

- What's this, Dad? - Oh, my God.

John, it's your dad's old ham radio.

Remember how we used to beg him to let us talk on this thing?

- This is not a toy. - Is not a toy.

Well, can we try it, Dad?

- Ask Uncle John. - Can we try it?

What the hell.

All right.

Here, let's grab this baby out.

This is what we used when I was your age.

Let's go over to the den, huh? Plug it in, just like the old times.

We want CW or LSB.

Stand-by function. Operator. Come on.

I don't know what's going on.

Let's take a look under the hood, huh?

See what we got here.

Check this baby out. There she is.

So this is what people used before the Net, huh?

Well, not exactly. I'll tell you. Hams were...

- Bingo. - Yeah.