[Donnie tugs at a jack he finds wedged behind a stack of tires, pausing as he winces and shakes out his arms. Agh, this is going to be a pain.]

Apalone Spinifera. Spiny soft shell... mutant variant.

[He adds before giving another tug at the jack to free it from its spot. Then he looks at the tires, checking numbers before he nods to himself and starts to pull the topmost one from the stack.]

Hey can you at least take that back to the car if you're going to just stand there?