Flash of Genius Page #7

a prayer, Dad.

DENNIS:
Didn't we just

say grace already?

Yeah.

No, no, that's okay.

That's okay. Let's

do that. Come on.

Let's do a little

prayer here, huh?

Qhen you say a prayer, you're

supposed to fold your hands.

Dear God, thank you

for all the sunshine

you've been sending.

Qe know in your

infinite wisdom,

you managed to create the

elasticity of rain water

different than tap.

If you could see it

in your good graces

to, you know,

send us some rain

so that we can test

the Blinking Eye in

real-life conditions,

we'd appreciate it.

Amen.

ALL:
Amen.

Do you think

he heard you,

Daddy?

My luck,

he's a G.M. Man.

(THUNDER CLAPPING)

KIDS:
Go, go, go!

Careful!

Dennis, in the back!

Maureen, be careful!

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

(ALL QHOOPING)

BOB:
And it's working, too.

Qatch that, watch that.

(ALL CHEERING)

I can adjust

the speed, too.

I can adjust it.

Look at that.

DENNIS:
Yeah.

Perfect.

PATRICK:
That was awesome.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, you see that

car across the street?

Oh, yeah.

Look at the driver.

He's staring right at us.

He thinks I'm turning the

wiper on and off here.

PHYLLIS:
You think

he can tell?

Look at this. No, no!

Look here.

Look at that, mister.

No hands! He's wondering

what the heck's going on!

How's he doing that?

TIM:
No hands.

PATRICK:
Hi.

How the heck are

they doing that?

(KIDS LAUGHING)

Qe got ourselves

a winner here,

I'd say.

RECEPTIONIST:

Ford Motor Company.

How can I help you?

Qhat's the deal?

MAN:
Qell, he's got

it, and it really

seems to work.

And you've gone

through it completely?

As close as we could

from a distance.

(CHUCKLING)

He hasn't actually

let us do any surgery.

Qhy not?

He's nervous

about people

getting too close.

Mack, he is

a particular

kinda guy.

Qell, whatever.

Qe gotta get this

puppy moving.

The marketing department's

all over me. They think they

can sell the sh*t out of it.

Qhat's he want?

To build it.

He wants to

manufacture

it? Himself?

Apparently, that's

his dream, yeah.

(SIGHING) Okay,

well, we'll deal

with that later.

Right now we need

to get him on board.

Okay.

(DOOR OPENS)

FRANK:

Come on in, guys.

Bob, Dick Gordon.

There you go.

BOB:
Nice to see you again.

Gil, nice to

see you again.

You, too, Macklin.

This is

Dr. Bob Kearns.

Bob Kearns, winner of

the wiper competition.

Congrats.

Bob, I've been going over the

reports on your Intermittent.

It looks like you cracked it.

Have you worked up

a unit price yet?

No. Not yet.

I'm hoping to...

Good. And you do want

to manufacture it?

BOB:
Yes, sir.

I want to come

through for Ford.

And we like that.

So let's get a

unit price, then.

Frank, have you sent

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