[ Man Narrating ] Two American scientists are lost in the swirling maze...
of past and future ages...
during the first experiments on America's greatest and most secret project-
the Time Tunnel.
Tony Newman and Doug Phillips now tumble helplessly toward a new, fantastic adventure...
somewhere along the infinite corridors of time.
Doug?
There! Fire!
Tony.
Tony. Tony.
[ Gunshots ]
Tony, over here.
Am I glad to see you.
- Buckskins? - We're gonna need them too.
Come on. Keep low.
Who's tryin' to hunt us down?
Looks like we got ourselves caught in the middle of a battle.
- There are troops all over. - What kind of troops?
I don't know.
You know, from the look of these trees and these buckskins...
we could be somewhere in the southern United States.
But where and when?
We're gonna have to find a better place to hide until we get our bearings.
Let's go.
- Over there! Get after them! - [ Gunshot ]
All right. On your feet, you.
So we've got the two of you, huh? All right, now move out.
Don't try to escape, or I'll shoot you.
Quickly, now. Move out.
I don't care! Tell General Packenham I can't wait!
I've got to know what strength to commit tomorrow!
And I've got to know today! In fact, now.
So you're back from the American lines. Have you got that information?
- No, sir. - I told you that information was vital!
Yes, sir. But the woods are full of American patrols, sir.
I know all about the American patrols. Who are these men?
- We ran into them inside our own lines. Spies, sir. - Spies?
Spies? Now, wait a minute.
Are you the commander of this regiment, sir?
- I have that honor. - This may sound strange to you, but there's been a mix-up.
We're noncombatants here, and if you'll give us a chance to explain, we can-
You'll have every chance to say what you like at your trial.
- Trial? - After which, you'll be shot as the spies you are.
Uh, Sergeant, take them away.
[ Narrator ] The Time Tunnel.
Now, Captain, you'll relay the order of bivouac.
Inform the major- no cook fires, troops to be ready for battle at dawn tomorrow.
- Uh, begging the colonel's pardon. - Yes. What?
- Well, I mean, sir, uh- - Are you expecting an American attack, Captain?
The woods between here and New Orleans are full of their troops, sir.
Yes, I know. That's where they'll stay. The Americans are hopelessly outnumbered.
They'll have to concentrate their strength. Our task is to discover their weak point...
- and let drive at it. - Perhaps if I took another patrol, sir.
You will, you will, you will, Captain, and this time you're going to have help.
There's always a way to reach one's objective.
- Captain, I want you to convene a court-martial immediately. - Sir!
We're not gonna pry these loose.
They look like the leg irons off a ship.
I imagine the British invading party brought them ashore.
- Do you know where we are? - I have an idea.
You really think you can beat GeneralJackson, soldier?
We'll take him right enough.
You Yanks should've known when to quit.
New Orleans.
We're getting set for the last battle in the War of 1 81 2.
It's going to be a bloody one and a useless one.
Watch your chance. We've got to get out of here.
Sergeant, break these men free from their leg irons.
- Do we have a fix on Tony and Doug? - Not yet.
We have a time lock on the period.
They've got to be in this area someplace.
[ Man ] General Kirk, telephone.
Thank you.
Kirk speaking.
- Yes, General Southall's been cleared. Send him in. - The Pentagon?
No, General Southall's attached to the British Embassy. I called him in.
- To help us pinpoint the unit? - Partly.
He has a very special interest in the War of 1 81 2.
One of his ancestors was in it.
- Oh, hello, Woody. - How are you, Phillip. It's good to see you again.
- [ Both Chuckling ] - You know, this is incredible.
- Absolutely incredible. - Well, I'm glad you could come, Phillip.
- Oh, I'm glad to be here. - Oh, uh, General Southall.
- Dr. MacGregor. - It's a pleasure, sir.
- Dr. Swain. - How do you do. - General.
- I'm really, absolutely amazed. - [ Chuckles ]
Phillip, we think we have a fix on the Seventh Royal Regiment. I'd like you to confirm it.
Well, I'll help in every way I can, of course.
- I've located them, General. - Uh, where do I-
Oh, all right. All right.
[ Southall ] Yes, that's the Seventh, all right.
They wore blue facings on their red coats.
- That's the Butcher's regiment. - The Butcher?
Well, that's what they called my ancestor, the good Colonel Southall.
Why is the identification of this regiment so important?
You see, sir, it's possible to get a time lock on Doug and Tony...
if they're with other persons we can fix in time historically.
Our historical computers give us no record of the Seventh.
Well, it's nice to know the human memory still has some use in the world.
My ancestor led the Seventh...
into a bloody slaughter.
He could've accomplished an easy maneuver...
and outflanked the American fortifications, defeated your Andrew Jackson.
But he didn't.
The battle was fought on January 7, 1 81 5.
The date our synchronizer gave us was January 6.
Aye, but the British will attack at dawn.
The Seventh will be almost completely destroyed.
If that's where your men are, I suggest you get them out.
The Time Tunnel is far from perfected.
If we try to move them now, without an exact time fix...
we could kill them.
Well, if they move with that regiment...
they'll have absolutely no chance at all.
By the grace of His Royal Majesty George III...
according to the ordinance of Charles I...
and the Statute of 1 689, this court is convened...
Colonel Phillip Southall acting as judge advocate for the crown.
The formal charge against you is conspiracy...
against His Majesty's armed forces, espionage in time of war.
- How do you plead? - You can't charge us-
- How do you plead? - Not guilty.
All right, you have the right to be represented by counsel if you wish.
We don't need counsel. This has all been a mistake, Colonel.
Oh, I know it's always a mistake when you're caught.
All right. Have the record show that the accused declined the offer of counsel.
- What are your names? - I'm Dr. Douglas Phillips. This is Dr. Anthony Newman.
Well, well, well. It's not often you catch spies who are also physicians.
Or are you philosophers?
Well, I have here two passes which were found on your persons...
attaching you toJackson's forces and allowing you to pass through American lines at will.
We found these clothes in the woods. The passes were in them.
- So you deny being attached to GeneralJackson's forces? - Yes.
So, by remarkable coincidence, you came across some clothes...
containing these passes, and you simply took them.
Well, if that story is to be believed...
I suppose you're guilty of nothing more serious than simple theft.
- That's about it. Yes, sir. - Mmm.
- And you're not military men at all. - No, sir.
- [ Shouting ] Then what the devil are you? - We're naturalists.
Now why don't we drop all pretense?
What is your rank, and to what unit are you attached?
We're attached to no unit, Colonel.
And we've been nowhere near the battle area. That is the truth.
Now listen. The only truth I want is the disposition ofJackson's line!
I want a listing ofhis forces and his artillery.
And I want to know his movements for the next 2 4 hours!
We can't tell you that, because we don't know.
Well, you're digging your own graves by your silence.
All right. It's the duty of the judge advocate to advise the members of the court...
on the application of law and to recommend sentence.
In this case, the evidence speaks for itself.
The accused were found behind British lines...
out of uniform and in possession of two American military passes.
The evidence is quite conclusive.
It is the unanimous judgment of this court that you be found guilty of the crime...
with which you are here charged.
We demand the right to appeal.
Your appeal is denied.
The court hereby sentences you to be executed by firing squad.
The sentence to be carried out immediately. All right, Major. Take these men away.
Stay where you are.
General.
Well.
Well, as you can see, my ancestor's reputation is richly deserved.
- Dr. Swain, we're gonna try to bring them back. - [ Knob Clicks ]
I'm having trouble refining the time lock, General.
Now wait till the last possible moment.
Ann, superimpose their signals.
Be ready to go when I give the word.
- Is this what you call British justice, Colonel? - [ Laughs ]
There's no justice on the battlefield, only experience.
I mean, you left me no alternative. Surely you can see that.
I've no desire to kill either of you.
But the evidence was so conclusive and your defense was so feeble...
I could scarcely let you go.
My superiors would call me to account for that.
However, if you choose to reconsider and cooperate with me...
there's still time.
You know, something just occurred to me...
that might soften matters a bit.
There's no need for both of you to die.
What do you mean by that?
Well, I mean, that one of my men on an intelligence mission...
was captured recently by the Americans.
They're always willing to trade captives.
So I thought that one of you might be spared for that purpose.
No.
I could have him killed before setting you free.
I mean to say, he wouldn't have to know.
Wouldn't work. The Americans won't trade for me.
He's your man.
All right.
Is there, uh, anything I can do for you?
No.
I mean, do you have a family that you would like to-
- We're not spies, Captain. - Well, that's neither here nor there, is it?
I mean, the colonel keeps strictly to the regulations...
and the book says you should be executed, so he'll do it.
There is a way around the old man.
And I see no reason why I shouldn't do it, since I'm in charge of prisoner exchange.
But, unfortunately, it would only save one of you.
It won't work, Captain.
You can't play us off against each other.
- No? - Use my friend to make your trade.
- You had it judged right, Colonel, and that's a fact. - Yes.
Seems that each one is trying to outdo the other in self-sacrifice.
Touching. Bring that one to my cabin.
Yes, sir.
They're giving us a breather, but not a long one.
I want to try a transfer before they get separated.
We're still having trouble with the time lock, General.
Look at him, Woody. Isn't he vain though, eh?
Cocky, self-centered.
There he is on the eve of a battle worrying about his eyebrows.
Well, something's going to happen to throw him off.
- Where will the Seventh spend the night? - Right there, where they are.
Well.
Now I'm going to give you the opportunity to earn your life...
and the life of your friend.
Captain Hotchkiss here is going to take your friend's clothes...
and you're going to lead the captain on a patrol through the American lines.
- No, I won't, Colonel. - Yes, you will.
And if you and the captain are back here by dawn, then your friend will be set free.
Otherwise, of course, he'll be shot.
- You don't give me any choice, do you? - [ Chuckles ] Well...
you were willing to sacrifice your life for your friend...
why shouldn't you be equally willing to sacrifice your honor?
Is that all?
Sergeant.
The colonel set up the arrangements for the trade?
There's no trade. Listen to me.
I'm leading the captain on a patrol.
In return, the colonel has agreed to let us go.
So don't do anything to get yourself killed.
You don't know any more about the country than they do.
It's a case of the blind leading the blind.
-Just sit tight. I'll be back by dawn. - Tony.
Don't you try any heroics either.
This is the last battle of the war.
Nothing we can do will change the outcome.
History will take its course...
and we'll be exchanged when it's over.
Trouble is, history doesn't always record everything-
like two anonymous suspected spies...
executed in the wilderness.
Jackson's forces are all about here.
Now, when you've changed clothes with the hostage...
you'll take the other prisoner and infiltrate the American lines...
at about there.
You want to scout the entire line, find the weakest point.
- You're going to tell us where that is. - Yes, sir.
Now, there's a rocket signaling station- Where is it?
- Uh, right there, sir. - Yes, there.
Now you'll be there before dawn.
Your signal will give us our line of march. All right?
- Yes, sir. [ Sighs ] - What's the matter?
- You have any doubts? - Oh, no doubts at all, sir.
Not about the directions, but what about the American?
- Do I bring him back here? - Oh. Well, you know, Captain...
the first rule of war is to eliminate all elements that might lead to defeat.
What I mean to say is, the two prisoners have been tried by a proper court-martial...
and found guilty.
The time of execution is only a matter of personal discretion.
So, when your man has served his purpose...
you will, uh, simply carry out the order of, uh, execution, that's all.
- Cheers. - Cheers, sir.
Hold up.
We should've reached that first ditch by now.
If we had taken a straight route, we would have run intoJackson's pickets.
I don't know about that.
Look, I intend to get you back to the British camp before dawn.
Now if you don't trust me, then you lead.
You'd like that, wouldn't you?
- The chance to get behind me- - [ Rustling ]
Quick, into those bushes. Hurry! Hurry!
Oh, I'm sure I heard 'em.
You, scout the river.
You and me'll head back for the redoubt.
Yes, now that we know the direction of the redoubt...
we'll have no need for any more games of fox and hare, will we?
- It's your patrol, Captain. - That it is.
And in case you get any ideas of striking out on your own...
you should know that in the Peninsula Campaign...
I killed a man on a fast horse at a hundred yards with this pistol.
Maybe you'd better get something straight, Captain.
What information you get out of this patrol is up to you.
But I'm gonna get you back to your camp at dawn.
- And that's all that concerns me. - Very well.
Now move out.
[ Chuckling ] One pull of the trigger...
and General Andrew Jackson's a dead man.
That's quite a dilemma for you, isn't it?
Whether to sacrifice your friend to save the general.
- You won't shoot, Captain. - Oh?
You can't be sure of killing him from this distance.
And you won'tjeopardize your mission...
to take the chance for a little personal glory.
Now if you've seen enough, we'd better get moving.
[ Huffs ] I want to take a closer look at that right flank.
Unless, of course, you'd rather save me the trouble...
by telling me what defenses he has there.
I wouldn't give you the time of day, Captain.
All right. We'll have a look.
Now move out and step quickly. We don't have much daylight left.
Halt.!
- We're Americans. - Give the password.
We're new to this area, Sergeant, but we have passes.
These seem to be in order. But you'll have to come with us.
We're on a special mission for GeneralJackson.
We can't afford to lose any time.
I'm afraid you'll have to take time to talk to Captain Jenkins.
Take his pistol.
Come on. Let's get this one back to Captain Jenkins.
You've got the papers, but you haven't got the countersign.
I'd call that a peculiar circumstance...
since no man was given a pass without the countersign to go with it.
- What do you say to that? - I'm Captain Richard Hotchkiss...
of His Royal Majesty's Seventh Regiment.
And I demand treatment according to my rank.
The rank is in the uniform, sir!
And you appear to be without it at the moment.
-What are you doing here? -I am Capt. Richard Hotchkiss of His Royal Majesty's Seventh-
Ah, never mind, Captain.! I know why you're here.!
But you'll never get a chance to use the intelligence you've collected.
I can guarantee you that!
All right. Take him away.
[ Laughter ]
[ Laughing Continues ]
Well, I rather thought that you wouldn't let your friend back at our camp go hang.
- All right. Let's go. - I'll take the musket, if you please.
- Not a chance. - I insist.
You don't think I'm going back through the lines at musket-point, do you?
- If you want to get back, you'll do as I say. - That's precisely it.
I have nothing to lose by staying here. You most certainly do.
If I don't get back to relay the rocket signal...
the colonel will undoubtedly take the right road anyway.
I shall be free in any event tomorrow.
Now, do we stay or do we go?
- This is far enough. - We're not halfway there.
I can make better time alone.
Your colonel made a bargain, Captain.
We don't make bargains with the enemy.
Technically,you're under sentence of death, which has been delayed.
And I have been assigned to carry it out.
Now get behind that bush.
Move!
There's no need to be nervous, boy. We've all got to die sometime.
Now get up.
If I could only talk to him...
know what he's thinking.
Oh, you've no idea how many times I've had to answer for his mistakes.
You know the sort of thing. ""Oh, you're a Southall...
- relative of the Butcher of New Orleans,'' and so forth. - [ Chuckling ]
- Eh, doesn't seem to have done you any harm. - No, no. I don't suppose so.
It might even be responsible for my success, such as it is.
You know, made me work harder and all that.
Ah, Woody.
You know, I'm not under orders at the moment.
I'm on terminal leave from the army...
and I've no family, nobody.
What I mean is- is this.
I want you to send me back there.
- Why, it's out of the question. - No.
I want to talk to this man. I have to know what he was thinking...
why he butchered 500 men.
I'm sorry, Phil. But the answer has to be no.
Even if I wanted to let you go, I haven't got the authority.
You don't.
- Well, then, who has the authority? - [ Chuckles ]
- You try to go over my head, huh? - Yes, why not?
- Yes. - It won't do you any good, Phil.
Is that your direct line to the Pentagon?
[ Sighs ] Yes.
Lieutenant!
Bring in that prisoner. The one that Hotchkiss took this afternoon.
Sir.
That's all, Lieutenant.
Well, I want you to look at this map on the table.
- I said, look at the map. - I can't help you, Colonel.
Oh, but you will help me. I promise you that.
Before you leave this cabin, you're going to tell me...
exactly where General Jackson's strength is concentrated.
You're going to give me exact listings of all the troops on his right flank.
You didn't understand me, Colonel.
I can't tell you anything, because I don't have the information that you want.
I could kill you, here and now.
- Yes, what is it? - Uh, sir, the signalmen are outside, sir...
- awaiting your orders, sir. - All right. Come over here.
- Now, do you see that clearing? - Sir.
You will proceed with the signalmen to that clearing...
and wait there for Captain Hotchkiss.
If the regiment's to attack from the east, you're to fire a rocket in that direction.
If from the west, you will so fire the rocket. Do I make myself clear?
- Yes, sir. - All right. Dismissed. Oh, Lieutenant.
- Sir. - Wait for me outside the door.
Well, my dear sir...
I have really no desire to see you dead.
- But if you force me to it- - You're lying, Colonel.
Your intentions are to kill me, no matter what I do or say.
- That's the truth, and I know it. - Oh, I see.
Well, then, [ Grunts ]
if you can be of no further service to me...
I see no reason to detain you further.
- May I ask what happened to my friend? - Certainly.
I imagine he's dead by now.
Captain Hotchkiss had orders to kill him...
- when he ceased to be of value. - Why-
Lieutenant.
I want you to summon the firing squad.
March this man away from the camp, have him executed...
and then proceed to the rocket launching site.
Take this man away now.
Can we try for a single retrieve?
It would kill him for sure.
- We're tuned for a superimposure. - Woody.
General White.
Kirk speaking. Yes, General.
I, uh- I understand your position.
Yes, I'll notify you immediately.
Thank you, sir.
- General White threw it in my lap. - Well, then, let me go.
Not just for my sake, personally.
Your man is in danger. I may be able to help him out of it.
You know, it takes only one man to countermand the order of execution-
Colonel Southall.
What makes you think you can change his mind?
Because I know him, spent a lifetime studying him.
I know all his strengths, all his weaknesses.
I'd be risking your life on the chance of saving his.
No. I'm risking my life-
what's left of it.
Well, I told you.
I'm on terminal leave.
So, you really haven't the right...
to refuse my offer.
Activate the Tunnel.
[ Computers Whirring ]
Phil, there's a couple of things you should know.
We can send you there in complete safety.
But it's doubtful if we can ever get you back.
And you can't change your ancestor.
He's a part of history.
All right.
I shan't mind spending my remaining time back then.
And killing Doug Phillips isn't a part of history.
Well, not yet, anyway.
Countdown ready. All systems green and clear.
Just walk straight into the Tunnel and keep going.
Phil.
- Good luck. - Thank you, Woody.
Bye.
Count him down, Ann.
Ten, nine, eight...
seven, six...
five, four...
three, two...
one, zero.
[ Drumroll ]
Attention!
Ready.!
Aim!
Fire!
Shoot him!
- Well, where did you come from? Who are you? - Ah? Ah.
I'm Brigadier General Phillip Southall of the British War Office...
and I want to see your commanding officer.
Look, I asked you, where did you-
- General Southall, did you say, sir? - Yes, I did.
- Yes, sir. Will you come with me, sir? - Certainly.
After I've had a wash and tidy up.
Uh, yes, sir.
Uh, fo-follow me, sir.
[ Brush Snapping ]
- [ Yells ] - [ Gunshot Reverberating ]
- Give me the musket. - Help!
[ Hotchkiss ] Help me, somebody.! Help.!
- Help.! - It could be a hundred yards. It could be half a mile.
Stay here. You come with me.
Oh, for the love of heaven, help me out of here! Help me!
I will.
Only because I need you.
Now, give me the musket!
Help me. Help me. Help me!
Help me.
I can't hold on to it.
Help me, quick! Give it to me again!
Give it to me. Give it to me.
[ Groans ] Get something else. Get another-
- Get something to help me out of here! - Don't panic!
- Don't panic. You'll sink faster. - Get something else. Quick!
Get something else!
Come on. Grab it.
- Pull! - [ Grunting ]
[ Grunting ]
You're almost out.
- Are you all right, sir? - Yes.
- What time is it? - It's about 5:00 in the morning. It'll be daylight soon.
How far is your signaling station from here?
- Well, about half a mile, Captain. - Hmm.
I think it is appropriate you see the signal...
that will lead to the defeat of your army...
before I kill you.
Kill him? But he just saved your life!
Colonel Southall gave orders to execute him.
Now move him out.
[ Laughing ]
It's incredible!
It's impossible. It's fantastic.
Listen to me, sir. If I were to believe that you come from the future...
I'd have to believe that I myself are going mad.
Well, how else can you account for what I've told you about yourself...
- about your family? - [ Laughing ]
- [ Laughing Continues ] - Well.
But my present interest is to discover if you have a present intention...
of committing your brigade against the strong west flank ofJackson's fortifications...
- come what may. - My present intention?
Of course not! I intend to attack his weak side.
- Which is? - That information, sir, I hope to have...
signaled to me from a rocket in the forward position, here.
Colonel, an official investigation will show...
that rocket will tell you to attackJackson's east flank.
Why will you attack his west flank...
and sacrifice 500 British lives?
Why, sir, do you continue to insult my intelligence...
with this constant pretense that you can see into the future...
indeed, that you come from the future?
And fanciful jokes about official investigations are not to my liking.
There will be an official investigation.
Oh, really?
And what, pray, shall I say?
Your written statement in the course of that investigation...
will begin with an entry from your own field report...
written in your own hand.
It will read...
""January 7, 1 81 5-
""In spite of repeated requests to General Packenham...
""for the number of brigades to commit today...
"and for intelligence as to the point in Jackson's defense line...
"against which they ought to be committed...
I received no reply.''
In this book...
just one half hour ago...
I wrote in my own hand...
""January 7, 1 81 5- In spite of my repeated requests...
""to General Packenham for orders...
""for the number of brigades to commit today...
and for intelligence as to the point in Jackson's defense line''-
And do you still say that it is your intention...
to attack in accordance with that rocket...
- and not against it? - Huh?
Yes. That's what I say. I do.
You will set the rocket to the east, Lieutenant.
- That's Jackson's weak side. And, uh, light the fuse. - Yes, sir.
Well, I appreciate your help.
I never could have done it without you.
And now, I intend to carry out my promise.
Let's get out of here.
No!
- No, you've faced the rocket the wrong way! - [ Rocket Fires ]
Colonel, the signal rocket!
- Well, where's the rocket? - West.!
West? That means we attackJackson's west flank. That's the weak side.
All right. Give the order to march.
Well, General, I still don't really believe anything about you.
- But, if you like,you can march in the second rank. - Thank you.
Oh, by the way, I trust you heard my order to attack in accordance with the rocket.
Yes. Yes. Thank you very much.
[ Ray ] The Royal Scottish Highlanders.
I'm getting a signal for General Southall.
We can't take a triple, General. We'd be stretching it to take a double.
We'll stretch it then. I don't intend to leave General Southall there.
- When you have the three signals superimposed, let me know. - Yes, sir.
[ Bagpipes, Drums ]
They're coming right into us-
right into our strong point.
Hold your fire...
until I give the command!
[ Continues ]
It's gonna be a bloody one.
- We'd better get out of here. - We can't do it, Tony.
They sent someone back through the Tunnel to help us-
a British officer.
He saved my life.
Well, if he's out there...
nothing can help him.
Fire!
[ Gunfire Continues ]
[ Explosions, Gunfire Continue ]
[ Gunfire Continues ]
Are the signals superimposed?
I'm losing the signal for General Southall.
Why is he losing radiation?
There's only one explanation.
I think he's dying.
- General. - Yes-
- The Tunnel? - Yes. The Tunnel.
Listen. I want you to do something for me.
Just in case your chaps back there...
didn't see all of this...
I want you to tell them...
Colonel Southall was not a butcher.
He made...
an honest error.
He was misled by...
a rocket signal.
And it moved him in the wrong direction.
Now, listen.
I want that on the record.
Will you see to that for me?
- We will, sir. - Very good.
- Doug, we've got to get help. - Oh, no, lads.
Don't trouble about that.
It's too late for that. It's too late.
It's all right. This was all...
well worth it.
Well, you know it's not everybody...
that gets the chance to meet...
his ancestor.
[ Thunderclap ]
- Nice hospitable place. - What's that smell of sulfur?
There's ground tremors and lightning, sulfur in the air.
It all adds up to one thing- a volcano.
And we could be standing right on top of it.
Tropical growth- we're not far from the equator.
But where?
- Things are getting rough. - Doug, you know quite a bit about volcanoes.
- What are the chances of this one blowing? - By the looks of things...
- I'd say they were 1 00% sure. - Well, is there-
- Is there any way of knowing when? - It's impossible to say.
It could happen months from now...
- or in the next ten seconds. - That's not much help.
Well, I haven't got any information to go on, Tony.
I don't know whether we're on a mainland, island or what.
Well, wherever we are, it's a long way from civilization.
- That's for sure. - [ Screaming ]
[ Steam Hissing ]
[ Screaming Continues ]
[ Doug ] Hold it.! Put him down.!
[ Volcano Rumbling ]