[Donnie can't help for the face he makes. He's only recently dealt with an alien race trying to more or less enslave people forcibly so that experience is pretty fresh in his mind.]

Why do things always seem to turn out that way? That's terrible.

[Sighing, he steps over to set the crowbar down by the door before going to get the jack in place.]

I'm not sure what to make of this detour, but it doesn't look like there's an obvious way to get back. Especially not if we're being provided transportation like this.