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-yeah, i used my time stopping every now and again when i was younger. catch the bus if i was running late to school. cheated on a few quizzes. might have been a few trips to the boys locker room. but when i hit my teenage years, i just realize how useless a power it was. -what are you guys talking about? -sweetie, we have been talking about this for a long time and it is time. -come on, you guys, it's a fight.it's just a fight. everybody fights, right?
virginia's mom: it's going to be better this way.-for who? -for us.-wait! you can't go. i don't get it. virginia's dad: i'll call you tonight, 'ginnie. -god, you guys!-sweetie... [time stop noise] -it's just a fight. mom, you can make this work. what is wrong with you guys? virginia: being able to freeze timedidn't change anything.
i knew eventually i'd have to unfreeze him andwhen i did, he'd leave. so, i did. and he did. having powers doesn't change anythingthat actually matters. jonas: wow. i had the exact opposite problem. i could not stop changing things that mattered. -can you just puss out so we can play some nba jam? -no need to puss out this time, i've got it all worked out.
i've got the book she's reading and i have this plan. i'm going to go in there sit a few stools away from her and start laughing at something. she'll look to see what i'm laughing atand we'll start talking about it. and mission accomplished. -oh, man. this is going to take forever. how long are you going to sit there laughingbefore the talking starts? -i don't know, i'll have to feel it once i'm there. -whoops.-dropped your extra credit, joanie. jonas: what the hell, dude?
-she looks hot. jonas: come on, andy. -we're looking at this. -give it back, morgan. -are you telling me what to do?wes: come on, guys. morgan: you got something to say, wes?-no. -not even the magic word? you want to ask nice? jonas: you want him to ask nice to give back something that you stole? -stole?-i just picked it up for you.
-yeah. why would i want to steal this?look at it. -dude...-tell you what... jonas: morgan! andy: hey! -you know what? i was going to be nice to youand give you back a few pages, but i guess you don't want it back. morgan: come on, andy. [train speeds by] wes: forget it, man. let's go play some sega.
-whoa. -hey!-dude! -hey! hey! [morgan screams] wes: dude! dude, did you see---wes! -i know.-how many people have you killed? in total? -powers was a rough transish for me.-just because they tore up a book? -you killed your best friend?-and some random people in the diner. -you guys, it's not like i've been hesitantto use my powers because
one time i taught the school bully a lesson, okay? i have incinerated innocent people.i can't even tell you that that's the only time. -you're like a monster.-i know, right? -how are you not in jail, like, forever? -how can they prove i was involved with any of it? people exploding into ashand spontaneously combusting? they can't prove that. i mean, i've been testeda couple times, but i test normal. we all must test normal, or we would have beenunder the microscope a long time ago. -how many people?
-i'd rather not say. -jonas. -wow. i'm kind of feeling like the most functionalof the children right now. this is what happens when youleave the kids unattended. -got any threes?-bait that hook. -just say "go fish." -got any tens? -yes. -got any trishes?-are you seriously going to say that every time?
-yo!-well, that's that. -where's my gun? ricky: over here. ricky: all right. no going back. so, when it gets back here and it can't get into damon,it's going to hop into one of you. unless you come with me and help me stop it. who wants their life back? virginia: so, where have you been?donald: yeah. -what?
-you inject the sperm of chicago thirty yearsago and you've been where? and where'd you get your robot? -yeah. secret government lab. to be honest with you, i can't even sayit was our government. while i was dabbling with your parents'reproductive fluids, i studied programming and cobbled together a little somethingthat looked a bit like primitive a.i. -that's artificial intelligence. jonas: yeah, i just said that earlier.virginia: obviously.donald: haley joel osment. -well, a few private sector firmsexpressed interest in my work.
but then i was approached by someone with the "u.s." "army," said they needed some weapons that could think. elston: they took me to a compound in theupper peninsula of michigan to install primitive brains into field vehicles. so they could self navigate and fire their own weapons. but then the terminator came out and everybody lost their taste for creating, like, metal demigods. -which is fair enough. they wanted to make the neural tech more compact.and i worked on that for years. instead of given consciousness to killing machines,
they decided to create an army ofcompletely normal looking guys and use them as a network of disposable spies. over the next 25 years, we manufactured an intelligent spy army. [screams] -why do i feel this?! just kidding, i don't feel anything. [elston sighs] elston: modeled after a computer composite of the world's most inconspicuous and trustworthy face.
-'sup? -a white male, huh? -you bought it. to you, he was just some moderator from a local meet and greet. we've been throwing up flyers in every cafe, brew pub, and comic book shop just to smoke you guys out. i figured if my pet serum worked, you guys would think you were some kind of superheroes or something. after five weeks of meetings, we found you.been following you ever since. -why? what do you want?-yeah, are you going to expose us? -actually, i'm kind of hoping to crash here for awhile. couple of months ago, i escaped the lab,releasing a bunch of the androids.
took one here as my companion. -can we call it something else? -life partner?-bodyguard. i like bodyguard. -you don't guard my body.-now it's like a protective cup thing. a second ago, it was a hardcore title,now, you've got me cradling your junk. why are you like this? -we just have no place to stay.or any money. -awesome. -yeah, actually, we're a little busy right now.-it's kind of cramped quarters around here.
we haven't given you the tour yet,i sleep in a tub-bed. elston: speaking of the tour, is that your kitchen?does it have food? donald: it's supposed to be a guided tour. elston: wow. pretty slim pickings around here, huh? say what you will about military installations, but they sure as hell know how to stock a fridge. jonas: yeah. you should have planned the long lost reunion for after the first or the fifteenth. end of the pay period means we're not exactlyrolling in the food. seabstian: you can probably makesome peanut butter toast. -what do you eat?-baby food. didn't you see robocop?
-well, yeah, but i didn't realize it wasgrounded in factual accuracy. -i'm yanking your crank, man. no part of this is organic. i don't need to eat. -why now? that support group was forever ago,why did you g uys come back tonight? -yeah, we were hoping to get visual confirmation of all your powers before engaging, but we never saw you or blondy in action. hard to s ee time stopping, i guess. then a guy at the shelter stole my charger. -the shelter? brian: yeah, we've been crashing at homeless shelters while we were studying up on you guys.
-so, some homeless guy has a cell phone? -a bunch of them did actually. and the guy that took it already had a charging cord for his. he used mine as a kind of bolo necktie. -it did complete his look.he wore an extension cord as a belt. -why didn't you just take it back?-he had a rusty box cutter. -you're an android.-and i like my face the way it is. he designed me as an information gatherer.i am not rated for combat. -why didn't you do anything?-he's my bodyguard. that your bathroom?-it's out of order.
-i can't believe a bunch of college graduates have less amenities than a homeless shelter. [knocking on the door] jonas: oh, man. -i cannot imagine any scenario in whichopening that is a good idea. -for real. think about the way tonight's been going. we killed donald, we brought him back,a team of bad guys attacked us, mad scientist, android. -what's next? vampires?i don't want a vampire in here, i'm too tired. fox dark: sebastian?