Quantum Apocalypse Page #3

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of theoretical physics.

out of MIT for proposing M theory.

Her hypothesis was confirmed

by research 6 months ago.

- They're brilliant.

- Well I certainly hope so.

- Go home. See your family.

- I've got work to do.

Besides, it's the end of

the world, I'll be fine.

- That quiz was a real ball buster.

- He loves springing staff on us.

- I'm probably failing right now.

- You should sit next to me.

What does that mean?

You're making me smarter by osmosis?

- The tests are multiple choice.

- Yes.

We can create a secret language,

like I scratch my head...

the answer's A,

if I sneeze, the answer is B.

I need your test results before

I start copying your answers.

Make sure you're not

trying to impress me.

Suit yourself, but,

I got a secret weapon.

- And what is that?

- My uncle.

- Your uncle's a math teacher?

- No. Better. He's a savant.

He has a kind of autism.

He has no good motor skills.

He lacks the brain part that

filters out useless information.

- Yes, he knows everything.

- You lie.

- No, I swear.

- What, like Rainman?

Better than Rainman.

I would not lie to you.

- That's pretty wild.

- Well, it's pretty true.

Oh, man.

- What's his problem?

- Don't get me started.

- You broke up like last summer?

- Tell me about it, right?

He shouldn't have a problem

with your new boyfriend.

- New boyfriend, huh?

- Did I just say that?

Yeah.

- Margaret.

- I've seen that face before.

Another story to hit the Internet?

What do you regret this time?

- No, it's not that.

- Well, what?

- What is it?

- An extinction level event.

- We have a day. Maybe two.

- Before what?

They don't know. We need to

get back to Washington.

- Mr. President.

- Carson.

Members of the Cabinet

are ready to reconvene.

Good. I just told Margaret

we need to get back.

The Secret Service thinks

it's unsafe for you to fly.

I don't care what they think.

We're going back.

This is a national crisis.

The American people deserve...

to have their president

in the White House...

not hiding out

in some secret location.

The American people

need their president, sir.

The FAA has suspended all travel

until further notice.

Set it up here, in the hotel.

But keep the vice president...

- in D.C.

- Yes, sir.

My God. What are we going to do?

Jumping into a ready-made family

is difficult. Can you talk to him?

Samantha is too young

to remember her mom...

but Leo misses her.

He's a great kid but he

won't respect me.

Take him fishing or take him

to Hooters, do something...

- to get him on my side.

- We'll do.

- Well, Terry sure misses you.

- Still gets letters from Houston?

- Emails them every day.

- I think that's kind of cute.

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