The trio climb into the great gas bag with the burly sailors hot on their heels. They take the first catwalk toward the aft of the ship and encounter two mooks standing at an intersection. For once, Mugsy hesitates – torn between too many options, giving the mooks a chance to charge his position. The lead mook takes a swing at Mugsy with a heavy metal object and connects it with Mugsy’s noggin’, he crumples to the metal grating.
Even as Mugsy falls, Azog leaps over him and punches, connecting with a savage hook and snapping the man’s head back. As the man crumples to the floor next to Mugsy, Azog bellows a spittle injected roar right into the man’s face, which blanches. The hapless sailor turns on his heel and runs pell-mell down the catwalk. Mugsy stands, shaken but not stirred, and Azog tells him, “Help me move this body!” but Mugsy is preoccupied, “That guy loosened my tooth! Who hits people with pipe wrenches these days?!” So Azog drags the body of the mook a short way before leaving him on the catwalk as the trio goes down the ladder.
At the bottom of the ladder is a locked door. Azog forces the lock and the trio burst into the hangar they’ve been looking for! Two autogyros are ready to fly, and the room is full of men at work.
“FIRE!!!” yells Mugsy, and panic sets in. Almost immediately, one of the autogyros begins descend through the floor hatch on a tether. “Stop that aeroplane!” Mugsy exhorts, and Azog complies, throwig a toolbox across the room through the glass canopy, K.O.‘ing the pilot. However, this doesn’t stop the launch cycle. The aircraft passes through the hatch and is released from its tether to drop, its unconcious pilot slumping against the stick and causing the plane to careen downward at a sickening angle towards Chicago below.
No parachutes are found, neither in the second autogyro, nor in the hangar. Mugsy fails to actually search the second autogyro, having gotten oil all over his hands, and panicking to get them clean again. He buttonholes a man and, while wiping his hands on the man’s jacket, asks about a means of escape, and he is shown ropes. Clearly this will not do.
At Mugsy’s order, Azog bursts through a door into the passenger compartment, returning to Suite AA. He halts at the kitchen and polishes off a large ham before the others can catch up to him, Mugsy begins to berate him and then notices a bottle of dark liquid, “Is that SCOTCH? Grab that, let’s go!”
[At this point, Chambers somehow vanishes. Perhaps he entered another door and did not exit. Who knows when he’ll return?]
Arriving at Suite AA, Mugsy knocks at the door and it opens, as though of its own volition. The suite appears empty, but there are closed doors on opposite sides of a lounge. At Mugsy’s signal, Azog shoulders one door while Mugsy picks the lock of the other.
Azog crashes into a big, human mob enforcer in a black suit, knocking him over and ultimately ending up on top of him. He is in a bedroom with two toddlers and a matronly woman. Standign up, he yells, “Whoopie!” and dances a jig on the enforcer’s head.
As mugsy is working to pick the lock, he bends the whole of his concentration on it and on getting past the door. Suddenly the door seems to vanish, and Mugsy can plainly see Kluwe, Rose, and Boots. They are all three staring at him in perpexion. Mugsy reaches up and pats at the now invisible door and senses that it does indeed still exist, but then looks down just in time to see Kluwe charging at him. Thinking quickly, Mugsy steps out of the way, takes a swig of the Scotch, and smashes it on the lintel of the doorway, showering Kluwe with booze. Before he can get out of arm’s reach, however, Kluwe swings at him with a massive paw and knocks him into the lounge, where Mugsy crashes onto the coffee table filled with decanters. Getting up, he overturns furniture in his path and then hits Kluwe with another bottle from the bar, saying, “I don’t think you’ve had enough to drink!”
Mugsy strikes a match and tosses it at Kluwe. Kluwe catches the match out of the air, but Mugsy blows the flames onto Kluwe’s hand, which ignites his liquor-soaked clothing.
Azog is struggling with the enforcer on the floor. He looks behind and sees fire, and exhorts the civilians to leave. They do not. Mugsy enters the room to plead with the children to come see their mother, but the old woman holds them back. The mook on the floor sees the fire and attempts to exit the room, but Azog uses his face for leverage and exits first. He finds Rose waving her hands at Kluwe.
“Not so fast, Witch,” says Azog, firing his pistol at Rose (and missing).
The Mook flees the suite, knocking Azog into a flaming coffee table. Mugsy grabs the kids from the matron, kicking her away, and also exits the suite.
Azog looks up and sees Kluwe’s face wreathed in flames. “So you come for me at last,” he gasps, mistaking Kluwe for Satan.