Doors and More Doors

I see the type of person you are. You grab a grenade out of the pouch you just briefly saw, and immediately pull the pin. Unfortunately for you, it's a dud. The men are frozen and sit still for half a minute before one of them says, "I knew we shouldn't have saved him. Vinny, I told you-" He probably would've said something else, but you didn't hear him because the other guy pushed you off the helicopter. Oh shoot, it wasn't a dud after all. Boom. The helicopter sees the flames from the distances, and the occupants sigh in relief. It continues on its path, unfaltering.