IK: Do you realise that if you move your feet my head gets cut off? You're not thinking of moving are you?

NS: I don't know how much longer I can hang on to here. My feet are killing me.

IK: Oh you can hang on. Can't you? Napoleon?

NS: Shh be quiet somebody's coming.

IK: Who is it? (Solo starts to swivel towards the door) DON'T MOVE! I can wait.