Vance—what an idiot!—points his rifle out the passenger-side window and starts shooting, gratuitously endangering everyone in or near the camper. Although his target isn't far, he apparently can't even hit the broad side of a Tyrannosaurus.
"Don't do that," Casey yells from the driver's seat. Vance keeps up the barrage.
Steppenwolf's "Magic Carpet Ride" blasts forth from the RV. It must be Vance's one-minute warning before opening the time window for a jump back to the present! The great beast issues a shrill gull-like cry oddly in tune with the music.
Vance actually stops shooting. His mouth hangs open in sheer amazement at the T. rex.
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