|The carrier tries to lose Cross by hiding in the hollow
core of an enormous bolt of powder blue taffeta. Cross has seen
this trick before and quickly goes in after him. The chase is on as Cross
tries to get as close as possible in order to maximise transmission clarity
and really hit the carrier with a lot of pounds on the S meter.
|There is very little room in the core and each man crawls along on his belly, barely moving, inch by inch. Their arms are straight in front of them and they drag themselves along with their fingertips.|
grunts Cross as genially as possible into his microphone,
"bring 'er down. There's no 10-33 here, so back off the hammer and let's talk it out. I won't bucket mouth you; I've got nothing but good info..."