Zack: We’re going someplace far away and safe. I’m going to sail this boat down the river, and we’ll take residence in an abandoned farm house somewhere. I’ll look after you and feed you with whatever I can provide. *heads back out onto the deck of the old dinghy and manipulates the boat to sail closer to corn plantations that are growing very close to the river. He snaps off several ripe ears of corn and tosses them onto the deck* We can make a simple meal out of the fish and the corn.
