MAGGIE

Maggie scans the ground as she hears Miguel complain about his helmet. 
[B]Quit fiddling with it Miguel or you'll knock out you c........[/B] she says chopping off the last but still working her lips as if she were still talking.

She pulls hard on the collective an stick pulling the little bird into a steep climb and then drops the nose at about 1100 feet diving. In the cabin the Gs go from positive to negative in a few seconds.

[B]Well if that didn't knock off your brain bucket then it'll likely stay on till we get back to base[/B]