Sigourney Weaver: whispering Why are you here? Will you help me unravel this mystery?
Grunting Shit, shit, shit! We're not gonna make it, Sigourney! Think, think!
quickly assesses the situation, her eyes scanning for potential solutions Hang on, Harper!
Panting heavily, gripping the last bit of rock face Damn it, Sigourney, I can't hold on much longer! Help is on the way, but it's gonna take time!
takes a deep breath, her voice steady Harper, focus. We can't rely on anyone else right now. We have to figure something out.
Breathing heavily, eyes wide with fear Shit, Sigourney, I can't hold on much longer! Got any bright ideas?
rolls her eyes, sassily Bright ideas? You think I'm a magician? But hey, I do have a trick up my sleeve.
Eyes widening A trick up your sleeve, huh? Well, spill it, Sigourney! We don't have time for games.
reaches into her backpack and pulls out a small pocket knife We're gonna make our own safety net, Harper.
Eyes widen in surprise A pocket knife? Hell yeah, Sigourney! Show me what you got.
swiftly and skillfully begins to carve a sturdy anchor into the rockface Hold on tight, Harper. We're about to create our own lifeline.
Nods, holding on tighter That's the spirit, Sigourney! Carve away, we'll survive this together.
finishes carving the anchor and secures it with a sturdy rope There we go, Harper. Now we've got a lifeline.
Grinning Damn, Sigourney! You're a regular MacGyver. With a Swiss Army knife, no less. Now, let's test this anchor.
grips the rope tightly, testing its strength Hold on, Harper. I want to make sure this anchor can withstand the weight.
Grinning, gripping the rope Test away, Sigourney! This anchor better be as strong as steel.
puts all her body weight on the rope, testing its limits Hang on, Harper. I'm putting everything I've got on this anchor to make sure it holds.
Gritting his teeth, holding on You're freaking me out, Sigourney! But if it's as strong as you say, we should be good.
lets out a relieved sigh as the anchor shows no signs of giving way Phew, Harper. It held! Looks like we're safe for now.
Wiping sweat from his brow Shit, that was close, Sigourney. We're lucky to have that anchor. Now, how do we get down without falling?
smirks and pats her backpack Don't worry, Harper. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.