I.Q. Page #3

- A feeling? What kind of feeling?

It's crazy.

That's all right, you can tell us.

We are all a little crazy.

When she came in the garage,

it was like everything slowed down,

and got...

...very clear.

It's like when you mill a camshaft,

or grind the curve on a fender.

As you do it, you know

everything's gonna work out perfect.

Everything's gonna fit, you know?

- Do you ever have that feeling?

- Ja. One time in 1905.

Watch out!

Mr Walters. Are you all right?

That gravity, it's a killer.

Mr Bamberger, I don't know

what you think I can do.

I'm finishing my thesis. I do some

administrative work for my uncle, but...

He adores you, they all do.

They'll listen to you.

Sit here. Get the full effect, please.

I founded the Institute for Advanced

Study as a place for pure thought.

But the symposium next week,

it's our last chance.

My accountants are all over me.

Sit a little closer.

Tell your uncle we need something.

A new invention.

Something that can be bought here,

made here, launched from here.

It's important for the Institute.

Stereo high fidelity.

Spike Jones!

Move a little closer.

- It sounds like you could touch him.

- Or slap him.

You were attracted to the earth

at 32 feet per second per second.

I believe it.

Such a beautiful day!

Come. We'll find Catherine

and you give her the watch.

Look at this!

You know, when I was a patent clerk

in Switzerland,

I wondered how the universe would look

if I was travelling at the speed of light,

on a motorcycle.

- Hello, Mr Einstein!

- How you doin', Doc?

Good, very good.

I always wanted a convertible.

Wahoo!

- Edward!

- What?

- Faster!

- OK. Hang on, Doc!

Wahoo!

Please...! Help!

- James.

- Professor!

- Is Catherine here?

- No. But I'm glad you've come...

Dr Morland...!

- Shouldn't somebody help him?

- It's a time deprivation experiment.

Go on, have a look. He can't see you.

This is right out of Martians

Ate My Brain. Ever read that?

- Don't I know you?

- Ed and I are working on something.

- Really? What?

- Attraction at a distance.

Shall we have a look at the...?

Please, don't touch anything, will you?

...the mice I was talking about,

just round here.

The mouse has learnt that the red lever

gives him an electrical stimulus

akin to sexual climax,

and the blue lever dispenses food.

Now, this one here

hasn't eaten for three days.

There. Now, why would he do that?

Excuse me a moment.

Gretchen, could you...?

This is curious.

- That fellow calmed down so quickly.

- Yeah, it's funny.

Where's your watch?

You were wearing a wristwatch.

I figured, since time doesn't exist,

who needs a watch?

That was ausgezeichnet.

Thank you.

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