(Brr-rr-rrring!)
♪ When he hears the fire bell chime
♪ Fireman Sam is there on time
♪ Putting on his coat and hat
♪ In less than seven seconds flat
♪ He's always on the scene Fireman Sam!
♪ His engine's bright and clean Fireman Sam!
♪ You cannot ignore Sam is the hero next door
♪ Gliding down the busy streets
♪ Greeting people that he meets
♪ Someone could be in a jam
♪ So hurry, hurry, Fireman Sam
♪ He's always on the scene Fireman Sam
♪ His engine's bright and clean Fireman Sam
♪ You cannot ignore
♪ Sam is the hero next door
It's blowing a gale today in Pontypandy.
But a hurricane wouldn't lower the spirits
of the ever cheerful, debonair Trevor Evans, "The Bus".
(Hums)
Oh! Ha...
Fireman Sam is just finishing his breakfast.
(Radio) High winds this morning in South Wales
but moderating later in the day.
Hmm... I quite like windy days. Wind blows those cobwebs away.
I know, I think I'll give Sarah and James a ring.
Perhaps we could go to the park after I finish my shift.
Odd, that's very odd.
The phone's dead.
Pronto, pronto. Hello, hello.
Oh, il telefono. It not work.
(Cafe bell rings)
Hello there, Bella. I'll have my usual.
Cheese and chutney sandwiches, please.
Sandwiches! How I make-a sandwiches? I got-a no bread!
I phone the baker but the phone-a no work.
Oh, mamma mia!
Hmm... Leave it to me, Bella. I'll see what I can do.
Hello Sarah, James.
Mr Evans, can you drop us off at the park please?
Hop in then.
(Trevor) Ooh, that's a nice kite you got there.
- I'll show you how to fly it. - (Sarah) But we know, Mr Evans.
(Trevor) Not as well as me, my sugar lumps.
♪ (To the tune of Blue Suede Shoes)
♪ Make me lots of that lovely cup of tea
You got any plans today, Sam?
Not very easy to make plans, Elvis. The phones are dead.
Dead! Oh, that's sad man!
- (Brr-rr-rrring!) - Oh, daro!
Now who needs the Fire Service?
Get to work, men. Telegraph pole down on the Newtown Road.
- All present and correct, sir. - Right, let's go.
(Siren wails)
- (Trevor) Whoa! Steady on! - Uncle Sam's in a hurry today.
Here we are, sir. Here's the cause of the trouble.
Yes. Here's the cause of the trouble.
Trouble?
- It's not on fire. - Yes, we know.
But it's a danger to traffic!
Oh! Oh, yes!
Dilys Price wants to get Norman from under her feet.
- I want to watch the telly. - That's all you ever do.
- You'll have square eyes! - Oh, Mum...
Now, off you go to have a lovely play in the park.
(Dilys) Norman!
Scram!
Whee!
Now then, you hold the kite like so...
Keep the string tight. Arms length.
Oh, it's snapped...
Now don't worry. It will be up in no time.
Oh, oh... hang on a minute!
Oh, no, come back here. Look, come to Trevor!
Huff, puff, puff.
It's brill! Ooh...
Mr Evans, look out!
- Oh! (Norman) Sorry, Mr Evans.
It's quite all right, Norman.
- All systems go, Criddlington? - Yeah, go man, go!
- Ahem! - I mean all systems go, sir.
Right, Fireman Sam. Reverse mode.
Yes, sir. Come on, Jupiter.
Back a bit, back, back...
Yes, er, no... right, that will do.
OK, men. Make up. Another job... well done!
There, we'll leave the rest to the telephone engineers.
Well, I don't know what the world's coming to?
- No telephone now. - Mamma mia!
- Che cosa! - Do you have to be so dramatic?
Oh, well I never!
I'll just tell Bella that the phone's problem in hand.
Quite right, Fireman Sam.
Well, that's it ladies. We've done our bit.
The tele.. the, er...
What's that kite doing on your roof, Dilys?
Nothing to do with me. I don't know.
- It just fly there now! - Looks like Sarah and James's.
Well, we'll get it down this time as a special favour.
- Don't you fall, mind. - Ah, bellissimo!
- You worry about-a Sam. - No, my apples! Oh!
- Mind yourselves, ladies. - Yes, ladder coming through.
Extend.
Well, into the building!
You worry about your apples. What if he fall...
I won't fall, Bella. I've done this a thousand times.
Right, here we are.
It won't be long now.
Right then. Er, er... Ohh! Oh...
- Steady, sir. - Careful!
Oh... Er...
Um...
- There! got it! - (Dilys) Hooray!
- Good for you. - Hooray!
- Bravo, bravo! - Ah yes, he's so brave!
There we are.
I hope you didn't break anything.
And tell Sarah and James to look after things in the future.
Norman, he's never lost anything.
- All right. - (Sarah) Uncle Sam?
Come quickly. Mr Evans hurt his arm and lost our kite.
Hmm, hmm... er, yes, yes.
I can see the problem. Er, bandages...
Oh, bandages!
Not to worry. Nothing too serious!
That arm will be fine in no time at all.
I'm not surprised. It's the other one that hurts.
I don't think you can drive home with two bad arms, Trevor.
- Sorry about the kite, kids. - It's all right, Mr Evans.
- Huh! - I wonder where it's got to.
Well, now, take a look over there.
(Both) Whoa, thanks a lot, Uncle Sam!
♪ When he hears the fire bell chime
♪ Fireman Sam is there on time
♪ Someone might be in a jam
♪ So hurry, hurry, Fireman Sam
♪ He's always on the scene Fireman Sam
♪ His engine's bright and clean Fireman Sam
♪ You cannot ignore
♪ Sam is the hero next door