Peter was hiding in the bushes and the congressman fell right in front of him bouncing twice. The law of the jungle on Skull Island took over..Peter's forty-five caliber club came down..Crash, right on Bluto's head. The sky grew,pink, blue and black and was filled with stars. He woke being dragged down a tunnel, water dripping on his forehead. He was trussed like a roast ready for the spit. "You are our hostage" Peter hissed, as he threw him into a darkened corner. Outside the tear gas flew and the goons rallied. Sal was yelling that he had a court order for the goons to cease and desist with their crashing and bashing, that just started them up all over again. Overhead another chopper cut through the air. Olive had arrived.