You are able to move way and dial the phone as the 'rat-man' is sniffing the air.
"YOU DO NOT MAKE FUN OF RATLIN' AND LEAVE! YOU ARE SO SMALL AND SMELL SQUISHY! WHERE ARE...AHHH...THERE YOU ARE!!" The rat-man (Ratling?) turns his focus, his nose, to a man raising out of the rubble.
"Son of a bitch." comes from the man getting free of the rubble.
People are leaving the area fast. There is screaming and yelling. There are a few people caught in the rubble explosion (it looks like three). Squealing tires adds to the noise.