 On that big rock. Huh? Where? Halfway up the hill, warden. Just above the line of the fire. I don't see where you... Uh-oh. Those two boys. Can you fly this contraption low enough to pick them up? Oh, not through those trees that overhang the rocks. Then we've got to get word to the men on the hill. Get me over to that ridge, warden. We can't waste time flapping around in the clouds.