枪锁上，他又把另一弹匣装了进去。当他这样做的时候，他要么看到，要么想象自己看到一道涟漪穿过玉米田，然后又朝它开了四枪，然后停下来，蹲下，侧身跨过飞机的机头。卡车上，看到罗伯逊脸朝下倒在车道的碎石路上。他还活着，用手向上推，却无处可去。
(The gun locked open and he slammed another magazine in. As he did it, he either saw or imagined he saw a ripple moving through the cornfield and fired four more shots at it, then stopped, crouched, and stepped sideways across the nose of the truck, saw Robertson facedown in the driveway gravel. He was alive, pushing up with his hands, getting nowhere.)