"I've got it." Clark says, walking over, a hand on the wall to keep him standing. He reaches up, pulling for longer this time, straining more until the restraint breaks. He's still getting weaker. It can't be more than a few minutes until his power is gone completely.

"We're going to have to try and make this quick ... don't have much more left in me." He says, moving to Samus' other restraint, and prying it off.