and i 'm feeling the buzz a bit but i do n't know if it 's my words working or if he sees what needs to be done but he 's already leaping and shouting to the soldiers nearest him to line up , to get their effing rifles in the air , to fire- and as the gunshots start ripping thru the air again and as the spackle start falling again and moving back , tripping over themselves in the sudden change , i see mr tate running up to us and i do n't even let him open his mouth- `` put that fire out ! ''