Rachel nodded, holding his hand under the water."What do you want?" he asked Rachel."I'm happy with whatever you choose." she replied."And you, Jack a...d Sarah? How are you about this?" Chris asked. Sarah looked at Jack and turned back to look at Chris."We're fine. We thought it might be interesting to try." Sarah replied. Chris thought for a moment and after weighing up his options, he looked back at the rest."What the hell... let's do it!" he said. The two women squealed with delight, each. He tugged her backwards and she heard metal snap shut against her wrists. She pulled, but her hands were stuck, as she had expected. She had to breathe through her nose because the gag blocked too much of her mouth. Saliva dripped down her chin, which she tried to wipe on her shoulder, but tilting her head sideways only made it worse. She tried to keep her thoughts small and reassuring. Breathe. Don't be scared. You're just a background model. But her eyes kept falling on the. Before he committed to entering it. Planning was necessary if he was not to be trapped through his own carelessness. Betty was happy that he was going to take some time off and spend it with her this evening.They retired to the bedroom, and that's where Betty saw the blood on Jason's shirt. She immediately reacted with near hysterics. "Why didn't you tell me you were wounded? How did it happen? My Lord, we must get a doctor in immediately to tend to it!" Please, Betty, calm down. I didn't. Another kiss, this time, longer, our lips part as we kiss, and our tongues touch."Ohhh," you sigh, "you are so lovely to kiss."The film continues - and we see in flashback, Rick and Ilsa in Paris, in the last few hours before the Germans arrive."Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were the last time" Ilsa says.As they kiss, so do we. The scene changes to the station, at night, with Rick waiting hopelessly for Ilsa to arrive so they can escape together. As he boards the train without her, a tear runs down.