Real Genius Page #4

MRS. SIMON

Isn't that wonderful.

ATHERTON:

(to Mitch)

Hello, Mitch.

MITCH:

(shyly)

Hi.

ATHERTON:

Nice little display?

MITCH:

Thanks

ATHERTON:

What's your medium?

MITCH:

Just Argon. But I have it all structured for HF if I could get some.

ATHERTON:

That would be interesting.

MITCH:

It's all theoretical at this stage, but I have the power supply completely worked out.

ATHERTON:

Very nice.

MITCH:

(a kid again)

Thanks.

ATHERTON turns to Mitch's parents.

ATHERTON:

You must be very proud. he's the first student we've ever accepted for winter term entrance at Pacific Tech.

MR. SIMON

I image he's the youngest, too.

ATHERTON:

No, actually. The youngest we've had was a twelve, but he cracked under the pressure within six months so we don't really count him.

MRS. SIMON

(almost in tears)

Fifteen year old and off to college. Image.

MR. SIMON

Listen Doc. This scholarship thing, does he get any kind of whatya call it, signing bonus sort of thing?

ATHERTON:

(hoping this is not going to be a problem)

Well, no...but by allowing Mitch to progress at an accelerated rate we give him the opportunity to fulfill a far greater portion of his remarkable intellectual potential. Don't you agree?

MR. SIMON

Yeah, I guess. It's just that athletes get, you know, cars and stuff.

ATHERTON:

(polite for Mitch's sake)

Well, I guess we scientists are a little different than athletes.

MR. SIMON

Cheaper.

ATHERTON:

Smarter

MR. SIMON

Not when it comes to getting cars.

MRS. SIMON

We just want the best for Mitchie.

(changing gears)

Dr. Atherton, I saw your show the other night, about radioactive isotopes, and I have a question for you.

ATHERTON:

Oh, yes?

MRS. SIMON

Is that your real hair?

MR. SIMON

Well, I wondered that, too.

ATHERTON:

(struggling for manners)

Well, interesting question, when you consider the philosophical aspects of whether anything on television is "real" or actually just an "image" being broadcast.

MR. SIMON

Didn't look real. Anyway, listen, I got to get something to eat or I'm gonna die.

MRS. SIMON

Come on, let's look for something.

They start away.

MRS. SIMON (cont'd)

I saw over there one of the kids was doing an experiment with insect protein.

MR. SIMON

Did you see anyone doing anything with corned beef?

They exit.

ATHERTON:

Your parents...

MITCH:

Yes?

ATHERTON:

They're...nice

MITCH:

They're Okay. They just sometimes don't have any idea of what I'm talking about.

ATHERTON:

I'm sure of that. Afraid you're going to miss your friends?

MITCH:

No. I don't have any. I think I intimidate other kids.

ATHERTON:

Good boy.

MITCH:

I don't want to.

ATHERTON:

Remember, compared to you, most people have the IQ of a carrot. We're different than most people, Mitch, but you should be proud of that. I mean, look around. From now on, you'll BE amongst peers, colleagues. I suppose I might as well tell you now, I've put you on my personal research team. Some of the finest minds on campus, not the least of which is, of course, my own.

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