Pachacamac and Lara-Le have disassembled the canopy glass of the Super 61 cockpit and began crawling in. They began to carry a stretcher inside for the dead Tikal.
LARA-LE: Easy. Easy.
Pachacamac looked inside and can see that all of Ray's face is completely ripped off of the body!
Upon sight, Lara-Le began to get a little queasy.
INT. JOC
King Max was growing a bit impatient. He's wondering what's taking so long at the crash site.
MAX: *in radio* Colonel, what is going on down there?
KNUCKLES: *from speakers* They're dismantling the entire cockpit around the body!
AT THE CRASH
Knuckles is hiding behind the Black Hawk, to avoid the gunfire.
MAX: *from radio* Well, how the hell long is it going to take? I need an honest, no-shit assessment.
KNUCKLES: *in radio* I can't say.
INT. JOC
MAX: *in radio* Bobby, *pause* no one gets left behind!
AT THE CRASH
MAX: *from radio* You understand me, son?
INT. JOC
KNUCKLES: *from speakers* Yes, general.
MAX: *in radio* Do what you have to do.
AT THE CRASH
KNUCKLES: *in radio* Roger.
Knuckles paused and sighed.
INT. JOC
Max leaned back in his chair and places both of his hand behind his head. He relaxed backward as he watched everything on the monitors.