– [panting] – Could the angle of his head
be restricting the airway? – His pulse is racing. I think he’s having
a panic attack. Just try and calm down
for me, okay? – What’s his name?
– Aidan. – Listen to me, Aidan.
We’re gonna get you out. Just try to relax
and be still, okay? – I’ll try but I–I can’t
get my head out. – How’d you get it in there?
– It’s crazy. It slipped right through,
but now it won’t come out no matter what we try. – Okay, give us some space
to do our work. We’ll take care of him.
– I’m not leaving him. – You don’t have to go far.
Just stay right here. – We make one quick cut here,
pry this side back, it might give us an inch
or so to play with. – I’m sorry, you want
to saw into the Ziegler? – Well, we don’t have
many options here. We got a kid in danger. Hey, Capp, bring the band saw
and the bottle jack. – On it. – Get this thing off of me. – Easy, Aidan.
– Wait, wait, wait. It’s not welded at the base. Maybe we can just
detach it from here. – Yeah, okay. Hey, Capp, hold off
on the saw. – Copy that! [intense music] ♪ [hammer blows echoing] – Got it.
– That’s good, that’s good. ♪ – Bag’s coming in. – All right, bag’s going up. [air hissing] – [whimpering] ♪ – Set.
– All right, bag’s coming down. [air hissing] ♪ – Otis, can you grab me
an inch and a quarter? – Coming right up.
– Hang on, buddy. ♪ [shaky breathing]
– Almost. You got him? ♪ – Can you move?
– Yeah. ♪ – Ready. [indistinct chatter] ♪ – Stretcher. – You got him?
– Yep. [all grunting] ♪ – All right, let’s put
this ugly thing back together. – Thank God. Are you all right?
– I’m okay. – Well, it looks like
you made it out in one piece, but we’re gonna get you
to the hospital anyway just to make sure. – Okay.
– I’m coming with you. – I figured you would.