Minutemen Page #3

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I'll make a new one.

- Did you see that?

- What?

Dude, she gave you meringue.

That's huge.

I just need to know, are you

going to help me with this or not?

Are you gonna be part of something,

make history,

or sit on the sidelines

and be a passive observer?

OK, look, I'll make you a deal.

I'll help with your machine

and find a hardware guy.

But when we try it out

for the first time,

we use it for whatever I want to do.

- All right.

- Right.

But Virgil, this hardware person

we need is tricky.

Why?

Because he not only needs

to be gifted mechanically,

but also, let's say,

require a certain moral flexibility.

- Lives on the fringes of society.

- OK. Well...

- How about him?

- Zeke? Are you serious?

Look at him. He's, he's...

Perfect. You know, at those

monster truck shows,

there's always that giant metal dinosaur

that breathes fire and destroys cars?

- I've seen the commercials.

- He and his dad build those.

Killer-saurus. 1 5,000 pounds

of jaw-crushing force!

- I get it.

- Look out folks, it's car-nivorous!

I get it! I get it.

Your cat is freaking me out.

It's not my cat. It's his.

His name is Albert Felinestein.

That's the dumbest name for a cat

I've ever heard.

Couldn't agree more, Zeke.

Zekester.

I hate

when people bend names too.

Like 'Virgilosity.' I'm like,

'Come on, people, it's Virgil.'

I'm going to stop talking now.

- Amy, no! This is a private meeting.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I just came down to watch TV. But Mom

did mention you had a new friend over?

A boy.

Ew, he's gross! Geez, Virgil,

why can't you bring home cute boys?

Amy, leave or I tell mom you're doing

makeovers on the hamsters again.

Chill. I'm outta here. It's like

I walked into an ugly contest.

- She's a charmer.

- OK.

OK, this thing, this, uh,

quantum integration to the physical

properties of light projection,

Iooks like it could work.

Yeah, Mongo read.

- OK. So you'll help us construct it?

- Why not?

I'm always up for a challenge.

And free bean dip.

Um, you have a little...

- No.

-...some bean...

Do that again and I weld you

to the crosstown bus.

Have you thought how

we're going to use this thing?

The first journey back

will obviously be a monumental event,

and our specific goal on that journey

should be appropriately grandiose.

I got it. Two words, gentlemen:

- The lottery.

- Nice.

Absolutely not, Virgil!

I refuse to agree to that.

Oh, but you already did.

You said that if I helped you,

we'd use the machine for

whatever I wanted to. No do-overs!

Do you want to time travel

or don't you?

- Fine.

- Yes!

You're not going to be able to

just plug this thing into a wall outlet.

- This is gonna take major amperage.

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