[Starbuck -- miraculously, thank the Lords, glory halleluiah -- lands on the back of a raptor. Equally miraculously, it does not plummet to the ground. She hollers in excitement as the wind rushes past her. Nothin like a little stunt flying to clear your mind. ]

Okay, [she mutters to herself.] Now how do I make you go?

[Starbuck figures out pretty quickly that she can nudge the raptor along with her knees, and grab its neck to steer. It seems willing to oblige her, if only out of shock that some strange creature jumped onto its back out of nowhere.]

[And just in time, too. She sees Jake struggle with the huge dinosaur, and manhandles the raptor his way.]

Hey kid! Need a hand?