texts: Doolittle, Doolittle, where are you? </s> <s> Here I am. I think I'm spinning... We're both falling, Talby, in opposite directions, away from each other. My -- my jetpack's gone. </s> <s> What happened, Doolittle?
labels: Bomb must have gone off inside the ship. Nothing we can do about it now. Hey, it looks like... the skipper. He made it. Commander Powell made it!