“Wayne?” he hissed. “Are you up there?” A moment later, the engineer’s unconscious face appeared over the side of the catwalk, eyes closed. “Of course he’s up here,” Wayne said from up above, imitating the voice of the unfortunate engineer and wiggling the head like a puppet’s. “You just tossed that bloke up here, mate! You’ve forgotten already? Memory loss. You must be gettin’ real old.”
Channelling "Weekend at Bernie's" here I see
