"O.K. Here she comes!"
"Well, man! man! man! Are we down?"
"We sure hit something!"
"We made it! Oh, God, we made it!"
"We're back! Did we get back?"
"Where'd we land?"
"Ocean. Atlantic."
"Well, break the hull. It's awful in here!"
"Hang on! You may get a ducking."
"Air! Real Air! Whoosh—don't let anyone go and poison this air with cobalt bombs."