"Yeah," said Marnagan. "But step outside this cave—"
"If my theory is correct I'll do it, unafraid," said Click.
Marnagan scowled. "You sure them beasts don't radiate ultra-violet or infra-red or something that won't come out on film?"
"Nuts! Any color we see, the camera sees. We've been fooled."
"Hey, where you going?" Marnagan blocked Hathaway as the smaller man tried pushing past him.
"Get out of the way," said Hathaway.
Marnagan put his big fists on his hips. "If anyone is going anywhere, it'll be me does the going."
"I can't let you do that, Irish."
"Why not?"
"You'd be going on my say-so."