Centennial Man sighs too. Getting to his feet, he says, "Okay, let's try this." The hero then rolls his shoulders, spreading his elbows out from his sides. He stands like someone imitating a chicken, his hands still shackled and in front of him, but his arms bent and extended like little wings. "Some of you stick your arms in the space between my left arm and my side. Some of you stick your arms in the space between my right arm and my other side. The rest of you, will get in front and hit my manacles with your own. I know this looks ridiculous, but we gotta try something. So, on the count of three, those who have my arms start tugging and those who are gonna hit the manacles start hitting. I'll be trying to pull my hands apart too. Yeah, yeah, we're as weak as geezers with atrophy, but let's combine our strengths and see what happens. Let's get me free. Then I'll get someone else free, and then we'll go from there."