Fantastic Four

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Ever since I was three,

I wanted to play quarterback

for the New York Giants...

like my personal hero,

Eli Manning.

Annual salary is between 10

and 20 million dollars a year.

Thank you.

Next up... Reed.

Mr. Richards?

Earth to Richards.

Beam me up, Scotty.

Okay, come on, guys.

Oh, I'm sorry.

When I grow up...

I want to be the first person

in human history

to teleport himself.

I'm sorry, what?

It's already possible

to transport

quantum information

from one location to another.

Right now,

there are supercomputers

that can transport

quantum information

through space.

So why not a machine that can

send people through space?

Well, even if you could build

the thing, which you can't...

I've already built it.

Well, I'm building it.

In my garage.

Is it next to your flying car?

I'm not working on that anymore.

Just this now.

I call it

a "Biomatter Shuttle."

"Biomatter..."?

Technically, I'm shuttling matter

from one place to another.

Well, first matter.

But once I test on biological

materials, I can...

All right, look...

Thank you, Mr. Richards.

This is all very interesting

but the assignment

was to pick a real career

in the real world.

Redo the report, and I'll

let you try again tomorrow.

Ben?

Anyway, I tell him...

"Bro, I ain't looking

at your girl.

"Girl's looking at me.

"What you want me

to do about it?"

Know what I'm saying?

Hey, where you going?

I got homework.

What?

Look at that fridge pile.

Idiot.

What'd you say?

Hey! Clobbering time.

What'd you think?

Think you can

talk to me like that, huh?

You think you can

talk to me like that, punk?

What the hell

is the matter with you?

Shh! Huh? Huh?

Ma!

I didn't do nothing!

Huh? Huh?

Ma, I swear to God!

You didn't do nothing?

Go check on that fuss.

You didn't do nothing?

I watched you!

What's the matter with you?

How many times do I have to tell you,

you don't hit a kid!

Hey!

Hello?

Who's in there?

Please don't kill me.

Take that off.

I know you. From school.

I'm just looking

for a power converter.

I'm building something.

Ben!

What's going on out there?

Hold on!

That teleporting thing?

I can show it to you.

I just need the converter.

All right.

Come on, throw him the ball!

Throw the ball, throw the ball!

Come on, he's open!

Throw the ball!

That's what

I'm talking about. Yeah!

Is that it?

Yeah.

Help.

Here you go.

Your family owns a junkyard?

Mmm-hmm.

That place is awesome.

Here.

You're stripping the head.

So, uh, who else lives here?

Just my mom and step-dad.

They don't care about all this?

They don't understand it.

You might want to

cover your ears.

Stand back a little.

What the hell?

Damn it.

It's all right.

All right, come on.

Don't blow up.

Don't blow up.

Come on, man! Guy's open!

Whoa!

Reed! What did you do?

Now!

Reed!

Did it work?

Hey, Reed!

Where'd the rocks come from?

From the same place

the car went to.

Where is that?

I don't know yet.

Reed?

What?

You're insane.

Thanks.

Mr. Richards.

Shall I alert

the fire department?

What is this?

Uh, this is a

Cymatic Matter Shuttle.

Me and my associate Ben

have been working on it

every day since 5th grade

when we launched the beta

version in my garage.

And today is our first

public demonstration.

What does it do?

It modulates

the frequency of matter

from one location

to another and back again.

It's a teleporter.

A teleporter.

Model car, please?

The model...

The model car, please, Ben.

I don't have the model car.

Why don't you have

the model car?

I brought everything else.

I specifically...

But... Mr. Richards?

Okay, I will use

this model plane.

Hey, I just need to

use this for one second.

But I'll give it back,

I promise. Thanks.

Here we go.

Ben? Please?

You may want to cover your ears.

Great. Now, Ben,

bring it on back.

Yeah.

Oh, keep 'em covered.

Oh, come on.

No. Come on, come on.

Don't do this.

Oh, okay.

Now if I can have

your attention, please.

What you're looking at is sand,

presumably from

the Gansu Desert in China.

Or perhaps even from the Sahara.

You're disqualified.

We're not entirely sure

where it's from...

Mr. Richards,

you're disqualified.

Wait, what?

This is a science fair,

not a magic competition.

I don't see

any real science here.

And you're paying

for the backboard.

Did you put it on 6 or 8?

Everything was the same.

I know,

but you're smashing the buttons.

It's delicate.

You can't smash it.

Hey, kid, I'm really

sorry about your plane.

You're a dick.

You cranked it up too high.

I didn't crank it up too high.

It was on the same

setting as last time.

I know, but it's very precise.

Excuse me, guys?

Just pack it up.

Yeah?

Did you really build this

in your garage?

Mmm-hmm.

Now, this is elegant.

What are these?

Uh, Sonic projectors,

using cymatics

to modulate the field.

That's why we can't

bring the matter back

from the other dimension.

Uh... What?

We've gone so far as to send

matter to another dimension

but we haven't been able

to maintain a field

long enough

to bring that matter back.

You just did.

Oh, you're serious.

I think you've cracked

inter-dimensional travel.

I mean, we're not sending

anything to another dimension.

We sent something, we think,

to another part of the planet

but I don't know about

another dimension.

We found the same thing you did.

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