Previously on Warehouse 13:
Quickly. We don't have much time.
This says that the de-bronze function was activated twice.
Who's our mystery guest?
- Where were you? - At the Warehouse.
You don't remember.
- You've been having lapses? - How do you know that?
The pearl of wisdom.
MacPherson must have planted it in your inner ear weeks ago.
If a person uses it properly...
...they can control your thoughts and movements.
Shipped in from D.C.
- What about my stuff? - Sorry, slick...
...if you don't mind, I'm watching a movie, and I don't have the TiVo.
No way. Does this mean I'm an agent?
It means I can reach you any time of day or night.
- Not as good. - These are the regents.
- Hello, Irene. - Mr. Valda, nice to see you again.
If MacPherson is out there....
He's out there. He's planning something far worse than any of you can imagine.
I know what the plan is. I'll tell you everything.
- James? - James.
I'm sorry, Arthur.
Mrs. Frederic...
...you told me to let you know if I experienced anything strange.
Secret Service. Find Williams.
Tell him Buck Mendell from Warehouse 13 is here.
I have full authority to shut down the Farnsworth demonstration now.
- Thank you for coming. - Why are these out?
Claudia pulled them to learn about her new toy. Heh.
She just wanted to spruce up her Farn--
Right.
Um, I'll lock them back up as soon as you leave.
You were vague on the phone. Tell me what you're feeling.
Edgy.
- Unfocused. - And the headaches.
It's all right. Mr. Valda knows you've been through an ordeal.
Why am I having these headaches?
When MacPherson was part of your consciousness...
...he may have left something behind.
An echo.
This is Taka. She's here to help us find out.
I mean, I have, like, over 5000 CDs.
- You don't have 5000 CDs. - I do.
Good morning. Here. Oh, I'm sorry. Can I help you there?
There you go. No, no, no, you're welcome.
That's-- Have a nice day.
Yep. They still hate us. Why?
- Maybe it's your cologne. - I'm not wearing any--
- Ha, ha. - Oh, ha-ha-ha!
That's so funny. You're hilarious.
Making connections with strangers is never easy.
If you just relax, it'll happen.
Hit the brakes, slick, post office is closed.
Closed? It's 10 in the morning.
Government cutbacks. Everything was sold off or shipped out.
Wait, what about my stuff? I was supposed to come pick up my stuff....
Try the branch in Featherhead.
Featherhead is 90 miles away.
- Take a bus, read a book. - Wait, wait. Wait a minute, lady.
Look, I'm in forced retirement.
Going to make popcorn and watch movies on cable...
...because that's all I can afford to do on my government pension.
What's left of it anyways. Thanks.
What? Thanks? Thanks for what? Why do you people all hate us?
Hey, relax, okay? Just call the branch in Featherhead.
Ugh!
Okay, Farnsworth, let's pimp you out.
Claudia, where are the schematics for the bronze section?
Got Farnsworth gak?
What are you doing? You're tampering with perfection.
These need colour and GPS, texting and e-mail is what they need.
They don't need. They have their own secure frequency spectrum.
- They can't be cracked, hacked, tapped-- - Can I give it a better ring tone?
Oh, just give it a better ring tone?
No! You know what, you can give it back.
No, no, no.
Well, then button it up and learn to live with it.
Fine. I'm living with it.
Do you see what happens?
If you could call back I would appreciate it. Thank you.
Featherhead voicemail?
One for post office, two for hunting licences...
...three for county maintenance.
So I guess they'll either find my stuff or pump my septic tank.
Oh, great. Now this thing's on the fritz.
Okay, let's go for a drive, shall we?
Yeah. I hear the middle of nowhere is beautiful this time of year.
Ow!
Come on, men. Let's kill what needs killing and go home.
Hang on. We're not going to die today. Do you understand me?
Other guys are going to die. A lot of them Tojo's boys.
But not us. Not if I can help it. Follow me, boys.
It wasn't me. It wasn't me. It wasn't me.
There's something wrong in town.
- Why does Artie want us to meet here? - It was a terrible connection...
...and all I heard was "barber shop" and "emergency".
Maybe his eyebrows are finally eating his face.
- Ugh! How on Earth did you get a licence? - Do you drive a stick shift?
- No. - Then take a lesson.
- Oh! You're a menace. - Well, in a good way.
- My Farnsworth is making weird noises. - You see what you did?
- What? You busted my Farnsworth? - No.
Now, who is a menace?
I only messed with mine.
Oh....
Well, that's the bad news.
- What was that? - An alarm system.
If there's an artefact in town, that would turn purple and it turned purple.
- This town has artefacts? - Not normally, no.
Over the centuries, towns that host Warehouses have been given...
...certain kinds of protection. Just in case.
And given recent events...
...an artefact may have been placed here to distract us from more...
- ...well, pressing pursuits. - MacPherson.
H.G. Wells. Part of their plan?
Maybe. We'll see. First of all, let's get the artefact.
Question the townies...
...find out if anything unusual has happened.
- Then snag, bag and tag. - So you want us to go door to door?
We have a standard cover in Univille.
- They think we're IRS agents? - They think the Warehouse...
...is an IRS facility that contains every U.S. tax return ever filed.
No wonder they hate us. We're tax collectors.
- I hate us. - Oh, you even have their tax returns.
Like that's a big stretch.
While we're dodging tomatoes, what are you gonna do?
SIS. Salinger Inventory Scan.
If an artefact is AWOL, the SIS will ID it.
- Salinger, like the author? - R-T-F-M.
"R-T-F-M"? Oh, "read the... manual." I like that.
Mr. Valda, I don't think employing the pearl of wisdom is our wisest move.
You know better than I the consequences that can come from using artefacts.
- Speed is of the essence. - You're looking for trouble.
I'm looking for clarity.
If something is buried...
...deep inside Leena's subconscious, if MacPherson left a residue...
...that could help us understand what we're facing, then we must dig it out.
- And we risk a woman's life. - To save many.
Mrs. Frederic, it's all right.
After all that's happened, I want to do this.
- Leena. - Thank you.
- And if something should go wrong? - Taka will make it right.
- Marines? You saw the Marines? - Yes. But like from World War II.
Probably some guys playing dress up, like Civil War nuts.
- Were they locals? - Never seen them.
Did you catch any of their names? Anything distinctive on their uniforms?
No. Yes. A patch. A wolf's head.
- How do you know they were Marines? - My grandfather was a Marine.
Oh, because so was I.
- Really? - Yes.
My grandfather...
...he was an evil bastard who emotionally tortured his children.
Okay.
Look, what does this have to do with my taxes?
- Well, um, if they were a profit-based.... - Uh....
- If there was any kind of profiting-- - Based group of war re-enactors--
- They're acting about war. - Then we would have to bring in some....
You mentioned seeing a flash of light.
This town has power problems. Transformers blow all the time.
Sparks and brown outs. Nothing ever gets fixed.
We lost our post office.
I mean, how do you guys justify warehousing old tax returns...
...when we're losing essential government services?
I mean, you guys are useless.
Wait a minute, lady. Now, you may not know this...
...but we're out there every day trying to save your butt.
Maybe today even.
- Saving my butt? - That's right.
I'm still waiting for my Bush tax credit. Who's your supervisor, I want a name.
Here, let me spell it out for you:
- U-N-C-L-E-S-A--. - Uncle Sam.
He's patriotic and can spell. Isn't he cute?
- Well, um, my apologies. - Seriously, Kelly, you have no idea.
- It's Dr. Hernandez. - Whatever.
Uh, thank you for your time.
Hello? Customer.
I have a special...
...order.
I was just working on a project. Needs un-working.
- Can I get the name? - Claudia Donovan.
It's old copper wire. Um, twentieth-century blend.
Two-inch flange, one traverse. And some old Mallory capacitors.
Also, some half-watt 100 and 80K ohm Bradley resistors.
You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?
I heard wire.
Uh, let me check the file. Donovan, you said?
- IRS, huh? - Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm.
I'll just have a look around.
So, I just moved here.
Why on Earth would you do that?
Yeah. Kind of a long story.
Oh. That's the owner's apartment.
He doesn't like people to go up there.
He's kind of private.
- Ow, that's loud. - I know. Right? Excuse me.
I can't find anything under that name, but....
Uh....
Is everything okay?
No. The R is for "revenue." There's no need for language like that.
- Sheesh! - Strike 11.
So no one else has seen anything. Maybe there's not an artefact.
Maybe Kelly, the vet, is one kitten short of a litter.
Okay, William Siminski, lucky number 12.
- Right across the street. - Hmm. Yeah.
You know what? Claudia broke this....
Did you see that?
See that?
And we both see that.
Afternoon, Jake.
Never thought I'd see you in my town again.
- Hey, he looks familiar. - More re-enactors?
- This town belongs to me. - That's where you're wrong, Jake.
Only thing belongs to you after this day is a coffin.
Now that's a good line.
- Holy crap. - Unh. Was that for real?
- It seemed like it a second ago. - Were you hit?
No. But I think my underwear is shot.
Guys. I think I might be on to something. Sunspot activity...
...and shifts in Earth's mag field spanning 80 years...
...from the Wild West to World War II, might have actually left trace bioelectric--
- What? - At 10:30 this morning...
...you futzed with the Farnsworths.
Also at 10:30, a town vet saw Marines...
...and every event since then has started with Farnsworths squawking.
I fixed them. They're fine.
What about MacPherson or Wells stealing an artefact and hiding it?
What's up with your SIS?
We scanned three times, nothing is missing.
Well, it's not me.
There's not enough power between these Farnsworths to twitch a frog's leg.
- Until you started mucking with circuitry. - Okay, okay. Okay.
- What if it's not the Farnsworths? - Thank you.
Just if and if it's not...
...it's still possible that there's an artefact in town...
...that's generating some power that's causing this...
...or it's drawing from another source.
- Theoretically. - All right. If-- Theoretically...
...if it's not the Farnsworths, then we triangulate...
...from the Marines, from the horses, from the cowboys...
...and it's somewhere theoretically in this area.
That's, like, four square blocks, Artie.
Well, four square blocks we can focus on instead of running all around town.
Artie, can you please run another SIS scan?
- I suppose. - Okay.
We will go back to Univille...
- ...and hit these four square blocks hard. - Thought it was Univille.
- Univille. Unincorporated town. - Let's just get out before this escalates.
- Escalates how? - Dangerously comes to mind.
The amber acts as a governor, controlling the pearl...
...which allows Taka to travel with it.
There will be less pain than before but a little.
Let's get it over with.
Fascinating.
Leena?
- Yes. - Let's see what's in there.
Yo, Artie call you?
- Huge power drain at the hardware store. - What's the layout?
Two-storey, one employee. New guy named Todd.
Owner's out. When I went for the stairs, Todd warned me off.
- Whatever's sapping power is up there. - Okay, so let's go around back.
You stay here. Keep an eye out.
- Think these are still under warranty? - Doubt it covers acts of Claudia.
Just watch out for another light show.
What the hell?
Holy mackerel. Oh, dude. Dude.
Dude. Oh! I'm so sorry. Uh, don't move.
Hey, guys.
Guys, there's something.
- Okay, qu'est-ce que c'est? - Todd's boss is a video pirate.
Selling illegal satellite feeds to the good folks of Univille.
- This is the artefact? - No. No. This is a felony.
My Farnsworth barked, something's coming.
I think it's here. Downstairs. Something spooked Todd.
- Oh! What did you do? - That thing you showed me.
The arm thing, maybe the leg thing.
I don't know. It just happened.
- That's a tiger. - Forgive me, brother.
And that's a gladiator.
Okay. Not ghost. Time travel?
Spartacus. Here, boy.
To the gods, we are beasts that dance to their tune.
- Not anymore. - I've heard this speech before.
"Tis better to die a man fighting for your freedom...
...than to die a slave fighting for their pleasure."
Hey, weren't you just a cowboy?
- Pete, be careful. - Pete.
- Okay, I think it's real now. - Pete, get out of the way.
- Get out of here guys, now. - Pete, no.
- Aaargh! - Pete!
Pete, no!
- What happened? - A gladiator just kicked your ass.
Good. For a second there...
...I thought a gladiator just kicked my ass.
Enough, Mr. Valda, you're chasing shadows.
Something is throwing those shadows.
Can you go deeper?
- There's some risk. - Then go carefully.
Wait.
- Irene. - I must be certain she survives.
- Taka is-- - Taka is out of her depth. I am not.
Lattimer and Bering, right?
They're so raw, so untrained, so corruptible.
James. Are you there?
Why is H.G. Wells here? What does she want?
Mrs. Frederic, you must tell me your secret.
- I can't remember anything. - Not much to remember...
...fell off the ladder, banged your head, dropped your glasses.
Do you really work for the IRS?
I work for a top-secret organisation...
...that tracks down mysterious and powerful artefacts.
- You're gonna audit me, aren't you? - Maybe.
Ow!
- Baby. - Sadist.
Hey, maybe you can give him something for, you know, the pain?
Aspirin. I think I saw some rolling around in my glove compartment.
Well, maybe if I was a dog, you'd be nice to me.
What is with you two?
Man-hater.
- Right. - Okay, okay, so...
...the gladiator is the cowboy is the Marine.
According to the description given by Dr. Bow-Wow.
So maybe we're looking for the medallion of the Village People.
I don't know.
Hey.
You took the transmitter course at Rowley.
Sure.
Remember the section on identifying aggressive frequencies?
Ah! Here's a surprise, I don't.
Okay, we know that these things go off before something happens, right?
So what, we think they're causing it now?
No. I don't think they're transmitting anything, but....
But maybe they're reacting to the signal...
...picking it up before it becomes a gladiator or whatever.
And maybe Claudia can turn them from reacting devices...
...into locating devices.
Oh, God. What did I do now?
I knew we had a Farnsworth aisle.
Yes, which is off limits to you.
So don't-- Off limits, which means do not touch a thing.
You just tell me what you need to rig these two into signal locators...
- ...and I will get it, I. Okay? - Got it.
I need that.
- Oh, okay. - And that.
- This? - And those
- That's awfully vague, Claudia. - Those two right there.
- I have it now. - Oh, let me get--
No, no, no. Claudia, no. Uh-uh. See...
...Farnsworth dabbled in nuclear fusion...
...and some of the things on this side of the aisle...
- ...are still kicking. - Still kicking?
Mm-hmm. See what you find out when you include the old guy, huh?
What, are you having a stroke?
You know what? Touch it. Go ahead. Touch it all.
Okay.
MacPherson could have buried an artefact and repaved the road.
Well, maybe Claudia's tweaked Farnsworths will help.
- I hate maps. - I thought men loved maps.
They don't have to ask for directions when they get lost.
Well, you don't get to ask directions in basic training.
How long were you a Marine?
You're always a Marine.
But I never wore a patch.
Kelly said they wore a wolf patch, right?
Yeah.
Well, Marines don't wear patches.
- Oh, man, come on. Come on. - What?
Wait!
Alrighty. Good to go.
Huh? Good to go where?
- Oh, right. Want me to drive you? - God, no. Give me the keys.
Oh, by the way, there's weirdness with item 186 in the Farnsworth aisle.
- Weirdness? What weirdness? - Well, original manifest lists...
...two parts to item 186, snagged in 1944.
But there's only one part on the shelf, 186-B.
Just-- Where's 186-A?
I mean, if it was missing, then SIS would have pinged...
...and what does that half of the artefact do?
Manifest doesn't say.
But inventory records show 186-A was never shelved.
Never? So it was never here.
Must have been down on the loading dock for 70 years.
Do we have a loading dock?
Fire. The wolf was spitting fire.
You better stay inside for a while just to be safe.
Safe? What's going on?
- Look, Kelly-- - Dr. Hernandez.
Dr. Hernandez, please stay inside, lock your door.
Ugh.
- Fire-spitting wolf patch? Explain. - Operation Dragon Wolf.
It played in heavy rotation on the 3:30 movie back in Ohio.
I must have watched it like a hundred times.
The lead Marine was played by an actor named Raymond St. James.
- These are movies. - They're Raymond St. James movies.
He also played a few cowboys and a gladiator too.
Nineteen forty-four.
All right, so 1944, you're here somewhere.
Project Gemini.
Philo, you broadcasting madman.
Buck Mendell?
Buck Mendell.
"Transmutational delivery device."
Project Gemini. Army Field Test Prototypes.
Philo.
Transmutational camera to a receiving projector.
- Philo, what happened. - It wasn't...
- ...and then it was. - Was what?
- Real. - Projector camera.
One-eighty-six-A.
One-eighty-six-B.
One-eighty-six-A never made it here. Didn't even get here.
Well, I know that the shipping label tore off.
One-eighty-six-B, 186-B.
One-eighty-six. One-eighty-six-B.
Three-dimensional camera. Check.
3-D projector...
...lost in the mail.
All right.
Not promising anything.
Okay, so what do we hope happens?
Well, the screen should display a tapering arrow, okay?
The narrow end should point to the signal's origin.
- That's the source of the transmissions. - What about the other end?
That's where trouble's likely to show up. Since the movies are getting...
...more violent and more real, we'll wanna avoid that.
Oh! Hot damn, all right, well...
...I guess the source is this way and the problem's that way.
Okay.
More violent. Wait, wait, wait.
If the problem's that way, Kelly's is that way.
Well....
- Kelly. I need you to open the door. - You told me to keep it locked.
- I know but I need you to open it now. - Will you make up your mind?
Would you just open the damn door? God, what is with this chick?
- Look, I need you to get out of here. - It's dangerous.
It's back this way.
I don't see anything.
What kind of IRS agents are you?
Rocky, scram, they're onto us.
Claudia, get her out of here.
We should go too. There's too many of them.
No. We're okay. I know this movie.
Dark Memento. After they shoot him, the bad guys take off.
Rocky, no one's gonna know what happened here tonight.
You gotta be my mouthpiece, see?
- He's about to die. This is a great scene. - Well, can't we change it?
- I know. You don't do it for them. - No. It's no good. This thing's on rails.
Just stay out of the way and we won't get hurt.
You do it because it's the right thing. It's why we got into this lousy racket.
This film festival's chronological.
Operation Dragon Wolf, Showdown at Laramie...
...Sword of the Gladiator. Not his best work.
- The next one is Dr. Doomsday. - Now get out there. Save the girl.
Oh, "Save the girl". Yeah.
Okay, so what happens in Dr. Doomsday?
Oh, really fun movie. He plays a mad scientist, blows up an entire town.
Probably less fun if we all, you know, die.
- So item 186 went dead letter. - What exactly is item 186?
Well, 186-B is a camera in the Warehouse.
One-eighty-six-A is a transmutational delivery device.
It's supposed to transmit 3-D holographic images to the enemy...
...convince them you're a lot closer and better equipped than they thought.
It worked, but-- Ha, ha! --too well.
It blew up in something called Project Gemini in 1944.
Somehow light and matter coalesced...
...and a 3-D projected Sherman tank...
...became solid enough to shell the crowd.
How is that even possible?
You're still asking that question?
I'm still hoping for an answer.
Oh, you're picking the lock. Can I do it?
- No. - But it's been so long.
Not long enough.
- Come on. - Anyway...
...all I know is that the projector...
...never got to the Warehouse.
I think that we can assume that it made it this far.
Somehow it's broadcasting...
...the Raymond St. James festival playing on Movie Classics Unlimited.
- Oh, I love that channel. - I know. Right?
Okay, since "how" isn't on the menu, do we have any idea why?
I don't know. Uh, signal flux, sunspots....
- Intruding wave diffraction. - Wave diffraction.
Yeah, maybe. All I know is there's a pattern to the randomness.
I just don't know what it is yet.
Since we're here, can you keep an eye out for my stuff?
Oh, would you give it a rest, dude?
- Not now. - Hey guys, over here.
One-eighty-six-A. - Label's torn.
Stokes County, South Dakota.
Enough to get it to the post office, but no further.
Do you remember what she said?
Yeah. "Gonna eat some popcorn, watch some movies."
And who is she?
Soon they'll know my power.
We'll return...
...to the Raymond St. James marathon in just a moment.
Don't go away. Dr. Doomsday is about to rock your world.
Better than a flat screen.
Hit the brakes, slick.
The darkness...
...emptiness...
...it's all for nothing.
- MacPherson is still there. - No.
It's him but not him.
Deep in her subconscious. Like grooves cut in vinyl.
You are the most unpredictable woman.
You must eradicate them.
Smooth them over. Or she can go mad.
I'd seen the truth.
I'm sorry, Arthur.
Mrs. Frederic...
...am I all right?
Yes. I believe you are now.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Wait until you get your pension cheque, you'll take stuff home too.
Well, you stole the wrong package, lady.
If the projector isn't plugged in...
- ...how is it powered? - Internal, regenerative power source.
- Same as the Farnsworths. - Farnsworths.
- Broadcasting on the same spectrum? - More than likely.
Oh, oh, oh! Movie's back on.
Rest easy, my metal friend. Your labours are at an end.
- Doomsday's gonna kill a robot. - I went as that robot for Halloween.
- Really? Was it recently? - Best candy haul ever.
The universe wants to be set free.
And he's got the bomb.
Why don't we just cut the connection from the projector to the television?
Does anyone have any better ideas?
No.
Solid core activator....
Microwave.
Intruding wave diffraction on the signal.
Is that what's kicking Raymond St. James out into the street?
- Make a lot of popcorn, do you? - How else do you watch a movie?
Turn it back on. I want to see how it ends.
Yeah, well, you may have to live it.
We can't shut down every microwave and satellite dish in the state.
Doomsday is here.
- So it is around here? - Yeah, it's-- That's what it says.
Where?
I don't know. Maybe it's just a false alarm.
They thought I was mad.
Mad. Now they shall all know my true genius.
It's not about cocktail parties and politics. It's not about....
This thing is somehow buffering the input...
...and I think it's just going to play the movie out.
And then when Dr. Doomsday hits that button....
- Boom? - Kaboom!
One-eighty-six-B, we've got a camera, why don't we just....
- Interrupt this broadcast. - By filming something benign.
- Projecting our own drive-in movie. - It's in my car.
- Set it up in my Camino. - In whose Camino?
No, no.
How long do we have?
He's got a three-minute monologue coming up and then....
There is going to be an awful loss of life.
Things are about to reach an explosive end...
...after these words from the folks that pay the bills.
We got an extra three minutes.
Unless someone fast forwards through the commercials.
Don't even joke about that.
Claudia? Ow.
Claudia, wait. I got the parts you ordered.
It's not a question of matter....
Considering that the town's about to blow...
...we should probably use our guns. Just saying.
Good point. Stay clear of the robot, he kills by crushing.
Got it. Okay.
Seriously?
- Right. I forgot about the magnets. - Pete.
How does this thing work?
Well, just find something that looks like an on button.
Let's hope the projector accepts the transmission.
Now focus on something benign. Not me.
I haven't been benign since 1956.
Okay.
- Why does the robot have your guns? - He kind of reached out...
- ...and took them and-- - I didn't realise when--
All right, all right.
- Just, you can sit this one out. - Artie?
- What? - It's fried.
Oh, no, the misfire in 1944 must have....
Can you-- Quick, give me your Farnsworth.
Your Farnsworths, right now. I can cannibalise these for parts.
We need five Farnsworths to fix this damage.
We're totally screwed.
I am going to prove that with....
Here comes his big speech.
Do you guys really work for the IRS?
- What's that? - Parts you ordered. Found them.
You're a wonder twin.
- Here. - There.
Hey, you guys, hurry up.
There's only 15 more lines before "ka-blooey".
Resistor. Now would be nice.
- Resistor. - Thank you.
My reach extends far beyond this realm.
I will destroy everyone you love.
- Uh-oh. - What's the matter?
- Why "uh-oh"? - He changed the signature.
- Meaning what? - It's a different layout.
I have to reverse it.
- Aargh! I need the Farnsworth blueprints. - No, they're locked in tech.
- I was just taking a gander at them. - Well, I've got them.
Here. I mean, I read them this morning.
Photographic memory, me too. It's not--
- Who's this guy? - Later. Farnsworth.
Okay.
Imagine five of these, okay? Staggered diagonally.
This section right here inverted. How do I...?
You put that one there and then you run this to there.
Right. Because that would connect those two.
Way too many forms and I have created a few more myself....
- Uh-oh. - What's the matter?
I don't have a fusible link.
What's fusible? Maybe I have it.
- Car battery. - The Camino.
Make your life better. Yours....
Up.
Hurry up, guys.
Are they to be removed, erased, eradicated? Yes. Yes, of course.
- Okay, he's almost out of dialogue. - It's the countdown.
Okay, here it is!
- Come on, I need that wire, - Make the connection.
You have made me do this.
- Do something. - What's happening?
- We connected a blue wire. - I have become...
...death.
Ah-ha!
Ha-ha-ha!
Claudia, I-- Good job.
Any chance that went out to the entire Raymond St. James fan club?
Ha-ha-ha!
I gave up Raymond St. James for this?
So that's how the power's generated. Huh.
If I spent time with this thing, I could rig it so it don't need to recharge.
Maybe you should hold off on mentioning that to Artie.
- Good thought. - So, Claudia....
That's a scary tone.
- Todd's cute. - Todd who?
Hmm?
This is me ignoring you.
Ha-ha-ha.
- I smell popcorn. - Hey-oh!
Who wants to watch I Return To Kill starring our new favourite actor?
You have got to be kidding.
Yeah, I think I've seen enough of that dude's movies to last me a lifetime.
Wussies. In my room in five. Okay?
Remember, I have a big flat screen.
Well, item 186...
...Farnsworth parts A and B are right back where they--
- Ooh. Popcorn, deal me in. Mm-hmm. - How else do you watch movies?
You know, if we want any of that popcorn....
- So about Todd-- - Hey, wait up.
- So he's really cute. - I might have to cut you...
- ...you can't be trusted about it. - I was just thinking maybe....
Myka, no. The answer is no.
He may have left something behind, an echo.