Turtle seems to have found some extra control buttons and the train emits a cheerful toot—actually the warning horn, but implemented with the Loompas' inimitable trademarks of free world happiness.

Indy looks up from his foetal position. "Yup."

Staying low as the journey continues smoothly, he quizzes Mike a little more. "So how did you know I was down here? And how the hell did you find a way in?"