Jack scoops up the goods and squirrels them away into his unfathomable pockets. Honestly, part of the secret to success in Rapture is just maxing out your storage space. It works wonders.

"I'll try it," he offers. After all, it's not like there are splicers in here, and if there are any beyond it he's better equipped to deal with them than Sinclair is. It just makes sense.

He squats down by the crawlspace entrance, then gets on his hands and knees and starts to squirm through.