It's killing him, not being able to save Malcolm. Not being able to fix this, not being able to free him. But he's right--he's not going to be able to help anyone, much less Malcolm, if he doesn't get help. The wound is getting worse, and he's starting to feel woozy from the blood loss.

"I'll be back for you," Luka says, stumbling back, even though he doesn't know how he can possibly keep that promise. But maybe he can send help.

"I'll--I'll tell the police, I'll send someone back after you--"