ALL RIGHT,BRIAN, THIS IS IT.

GET IN THERE AND SEEIF YOU CAN

DISARM THE SNUKE INMRS. CLINTON'S SNATCH.

All right, I'm nearingher sniz now.

GOD HELP HIM.

WHAT DO YOU SEE, BRIAN ?

It's dark, cold.

YOU'RE DOING FINE, BRIAN.

GET AS CLOSEAS YOU CAN.

YOU HAVE TOLOOK INSIDE THE SNIZ.

Ugh... agh.

All right, I'm looking.

Yes, I see...I see the device.

( coughing )

YOU'RE DOING GREAT, BRIAN,HANG IN THERE.

There's a metal housing,

some kind of three-prongedtriggering mechanism...

Wait, there's--there's something else here !

There's something...

SAY AGAIN, BRIAN.

There's something perchedon the snuke's core.

It's...

Oh, God,it's looking at me !

BRIAN, GET OUT OF THERE !

What... what are you ?!

I have no quarrelswith you !

Stay back !

Stay back, I--Agh-Agh !

BRIAN-- BRIAN,WHAT'S HAPPENING ?!

It's...eating my head !

It's eating my head !

OH, MY !

I GOT IT,I GOT IT !