Robert: Howie is right. He’s still alive but he’s struggling to breathe.
Narrator: It isn’t long before a fire truck and ambulance arrive from behind the hill. A firefighter and paramedic get out of their vehicles.
Otis: You’re right Frank. It’s a plane crash all right.
Frank: Wow! What a mess. Hello boys. Did you find any survivors?
Prof. Stone: There appears to be only one survivor. Robert and Howie are both trying to get him out of the cockpit right now.
Chris: Wow! Two trained professionals to the rescue.
Otis: Well now, we’re not real firefighters and paramedics. We’re only volunteers. The mayor is too cheap to hire real professionals.
Frank: Don’t worry boys. Otis here is real good with a fire hose. And
Prof. Stone: Now hold on, General. This poor creature is not your prisoner. He needs immediate medical attention.
Gen. Kane: Is that so? Hey, I know you. You’re that goofy professor I saw on the Discovery Channel last night. You’re the old geezer who went out hunting for dinosaur bones. Now listen up, egghead. You and your students didn’t see anything unusual out here today. You saw nothing and you heard nothing. In fact, as far as you’re concerned today never happened. If you people tell anyone about the crashed spacecraft or these aliens, they’ll be looking for your bones in the desert by morning. Do I make myself clear?
Professor Stone: Perfectly clear sir. Your secret is safe with us.