and so with a last bit of strength she leaned forward , toward the man in the chair , and touched him . as the man closest to us reached the table , the other was caught by an infected at the ankle . he wondered if he 'd hear dueling banjos if he cracked the window open . but were not going to stand by and wait for them to take us out . she opened her purse and flipped out a photograph . `` give me the keys , '' he shouted . 