Jimmy Stewart meets the Yeti King in battle, deep in the secret tunnels of Nepal, Civil War saber and Winchester carbine against the fury of the cryptid hordes. The king opens a wound in Jimmy Stewart’s side; Stewart cuts off his hand.
“They won’t let you board a plane with that thing,” says his wife distastefully, bandaging his ribs.
“Well I’m, I’m, I’m not leaving it here,” grunts Jimmy Stewart. “Slick would kill me if he didn’t get to see it.”
“Fine, Boy Scout,” she smiles, “then what’s the plan?”
He smuggles it out in her underwear (seriously, look it up).