The Doctor was about to take hold of the case to unscrew it when he caught sight of something shoved behind the radiotelephone's casing box.
"Oh... that's not good."
Rose moved closer, adding more light. "What's not good?"
"Sixteen year old dynamite with a detonator hooked to a pressure plate directly behind the unit. If the unit is moved it’s set to go off. But sixteen years in this heat… it’s been cooking. It’s sweating more than Rodney.” The Doctor’s eyes flicked to McKay.
“Dynamite sweats?” Rose tried to move closer for a look but the doctor held out his arm, barring her approach.
“Dynamite is fairly unstable stuff left to age a bit. It sweats alright. Nitoglycerine. Rose, go to the opening of the cave, leave the torch. Take the rope and grapple you found, and the lot of you climb down if Jon, Ash and Sayid think it’s safe enough.” The Doctor looked to Rodney. “You can go with if you like. I’m gonna see if I can diffuse this, and then lift the workings out of the casement. The case has to be sitting in a small puddle of nitroglycerine, and still relaying Danielle’s message. It’s a miracle it hasn’t gone off already.”
[Doctor] Oh... crap... (Tag all)
"Oh... that's not good."
Rose moved closer, adding more light. "What's not good?"
"Sixteen year old dynamite with a detonator hooked to a pressure plate directly behind the unit. If the unit is moved it’s set to go off. But sixteen years in this heat… it’s been cooking. It’s sweating more than Rodney.” The Doctor’s eyes flicked to McKay.
“Dynamite sweats?” Rose tried to move closer for a look but the doctor held out his arm, barring her approach.
“Dynamite is fairly unstable stuff left to age a bit. It sweats alright. Nitoglycerine. Rose, go to the opening of the cave, leave the torch. Take the rope and grapple you found, and the lot of you climb down if Jon, Ash and Sayid think it’s safe enough.” The Doctor looked to Rodney. “You can go with if you like. I’m gonna see if I can diffuse this, and then lift the workings out of the casement. The case has to be sitting in a small puddle of nitroglycerine, and still relaying Danielle’s message. It’s a miracle it hasn’t gone off already.”