He leans in, taking a look, first.

"Well, it doesn't look like you've got any bleeding, so it's probably safe to lift this thing off. Unfortunately, I lack super-strength under your yellow sun, so we'll have to do this the smart way."

Ted takes the handle of his zip-line, and adjusts it, activating a magnetic clamp inside, and attaches it to the truck.

"We can let the Bug do the work."