Return From Witch Mountain Page #5

Protected by an impenetrable

security system.

Just sitting there

waiting for us...

...To penetrate it.

Wait a minute. Us?

You mean Gannon said it's ok

to use the control on Tony?

Professor Gannon is

extremely busy being a genius.

I own half the invention,

Half of Tony, that means

I own half of the profits.

So far, the return on

my investment has been

half of zero.

What about security. We'd

need an army to pull it off.

We'll have an army with us!

Tony.

[chuckles]

Tony?

Tony?

Tony, why can't I

get through to you?

Tony?

I'll pick up the new

transistors, make a few stops.

Be back later on.

[Letha] don't worry.

Everything's

under control.

Tony.

This is Letha wedge,

Commanding you

to open your eyes.

Now, stand up.

We're going to the museum

for education and profit.

[brakes squeak]

Tony and I will do

a little... Sightseeing.

[indistinct chatter]

[Tia] wait.

Gold! I see gold.

- Hey it's mine.

- Where is it?

- Hey, give it to me!

- No!

A stagecoach.

She must be tuned in

on a western.

Yeah.

I see dummies.

[both] that's you.

No. Old things.

Clothing.

Hey, he's at

the salvation army.

Nah, they don't got stagecoaches

at the salvation army.

They don't got gold,

neither.

Wait a minute,

wait a minute!

We had one of them

nothing school trips.

To the museum.

Yeah, they got

a pile of gold.

And a stagecoach.

They had to kick me out.

We've got to go there.

Come on,

it's over here.

[kids grunting]

[indistinct chatter]

[tires screech]

Now, Tony.

We're going to create

a little diversion.

The stagecoach.

I want you to roll it

all around the museum.

[woman gasps]

[woman] look out.

[man] watch it.

[man] watch out for that thing,

it's coming this way.

Hey, where are

the horses?

I... Don't know.

Now cause total chaos.

[man] watch out.

[yelps]

Short circuit

the control system.

[control system buzzes]

[indistinct yelling]

[guard screams]

Oh, no.

Letha!

Letha!

[indistinct shouting]

[chortling]

- [gasps]

- look out.

[man] get out of my way.

[moaning]

[guards yell]

[man] can't you put

that thing out?

Come on, take a shot.

Move it.

Now, Tony,

Make a hole

in the plastic shield.

And it doesn't have to be neat.

Tony, unstack the gold bars

and deliver them to Mr. Sickle.

[man] move it buddy, move it.

We gotta get out of here!

Las Vegas,

here we come.

Oh!

- Look.

- [bars thudding]

Come on,

follow me.

Tony, make them

go faster.

[woman] watch out!

Hey, Letha! Hey, Letha!

- [woman screams]

- [man] hey!

[indistinct chatter]

Look out, lady.

Yeah, why don't you watch where

you're going, you big dummy.

[gasps]

[man] look out, Eddie!

[Letha] Tony, what's happening?

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