Modification Time : D.LUFFY
Hi, I'm Toby.
I'm just a regular student...
...or I was before I got zapped.
Now I'm some kind of science genius.
The only problem is:
...Elizabeth is too.
Hey, Tobs.
Hey, catch.
See you later Russ.
Get off me.
Sorry, okay. It was an accident.
- You're going down Skinner. -Can we get a second opinion on this?
I guess not. You know, this isn't necessary.
Look. Stop talking, will you?
- It makes it less fun. -Then we could talk it through.
What they call confident...
...resolution.
What a dork.
Help.
Anyone.
Please.
Hey, Russ.
Typical. I get hung from a tree and detention.
This stuff is rank.
Great.
That's just...
...perfect.
-It's not that bad, Russ. -Yeah, right.
I'm a loser, Toby.
Always was. Always will be.
You know what it is.
It's genetic.
Russ, I don't think there's a gene for being a loser.
Wrong. My family is a...
...long line of genetically challenged morons.
I'm a loser; my dad's a loser.
My granddad, nice guy, but a loser.
It's the Skinner curse, man.
- He's really down about this, huh? -Yeah.
I've got an idea.
Russ, you smell like that tank. Why don't you go home and wash?
No. You get used to it.
Hey guys, wait up.
- What's this? -it's your family history.
- My family? -All the way back to the tenth century.
- I looked it up on the net. -No.
Look. He's Barry Flash Skinner.
First pilot to fly across Easter Island in a hot air balloon.
A hero.
Here: Captain Horatio Skinner.
He discovered fifteen Pacific islands.
Hero.
And here is the big one: Dudley Skinner.
In 1572, Dudley saved a young boy from drowning in a stream in England.
The boy's name was?
William Shakespeare.
Dudley is a huge hero.
He doesn't look anything like me.
I'm probably...
...related to his dopy cast. I'm telling you Skinners are losers.
- No way, Russ. -Tobs, leave it.
Okay?
I better go home and change.
Russ.
Why are you always putting yourself down?
Russ. Wait.
I'm going to prove it.
Meet me back here in the morning.
Russ.
- That's not breakfast, is it? -Protein. Good for you.
- What's he up to? -No idea.
He says it's some kind of surprise.
Okay.
It's big.
It's weird.
What is it?
Guys. No one has ever been able to do this before.
But I've found a way to force an opening...
...through the space time continuing.
And that's a good thing?
It is when you want to make a time portal.
Check it out.
That's a time portal?
Hang on a second. Is this thing safe?
Of course.
Well, there is a small risk...
...of opening up a black hole that could suck in the entire Earth...
...but I've got that covered.
I think.
This all looks great, Tobs. But what has it got to do with me?
I've tracked your genetic branching.
We're going back in time, Russ.
To see your ancestor Dudley Skinner save young William Shakespeare.
Hey, time travel.
That's pretty dangerous stuff.
- What's going on? -I don't know.
I think the time hole is going back a little further.
How much further?
I guess, maybe, a few hundred thousand years?
You don't say he's related?
Yeah. I'd say there's a good chance.
He looks just like my uncle Darryl.
- Before the operation, that is. -Russ, get back.
Toby!
Oh, no.
Hey, how is it going?
- Toby, keep away from that thing. -Sach,...
...Russ and this creature have swapped places in time.
We have to get him back through.
- Forget him. Just bring Russ back. -I can't.
The molecules have been entangled in the wormhole.
I don't get it a hundred per cent now.
But we can't get Russ back without sending the caveman through.
You mean he's stuck there?
Yeah.
You hurt?
Try to herd him towards the opening.
Are you ready?
Okay.
Tobs, get me out of here.
Russ is not meant to be in that timeline.
What do you mean?
We have to get him back. Fast. Otherwise...
...it wouldn't be good.
Hi.
Does anyone know where I could find another time portal around here?
First he's going to tear us apart. Then he's going to eat us.
Do something.
It's alright.
You, me, friends.
Toby?
Maybe not.
Toby. Hey. I've got an idea.
Russ' doughnuts.
Here. Doughnut.
Doughnut.
He has a sweet tooth.
Guys are all the same. Even the ones thousands years old.
More?
Okay. That seems friendly.
It's good.
Now it's getting a bit weird.
Oh, I get it. You're thanking me for knocking out the ugly dude.
Look. It was an accident.
I do dumb things now and then and I really...
Hey look, cavedude.
Sorry about before. I didn't mean to knock you...
Oh, I get it. Bad dude, huh?
Thanks.
Oh, man. These guys will think I'm some kind of...
...leader.
No, no, no. You've got it all wrong.
I'm not leadership material. I'm not special. I'm a dork.
See, me, dork.
- Dork. -Dork, Dork, Dork.
- My name is Russ. -Dork, Dork, Dork...
I'm Sacha.
Sa...
- Sacha. -That's right.
Rog.
You, Rog?
Excellent.
Mog.
- Mog. -Alright. Mog.
Listen...
...I'm not Dork, I'm Russ.
Dork.
- Russ. -Dork.
Dork. Dork...
Great, I'm starving...
You don't have anything...
...say something less...
...wriggly?
You've got nothing?
Me, that? No, I don't do that.
Like I said. Me, no hunt.
Okay guys-
This way.
Okay.
I've reset the coordinates. Get him to stay still.
Rog,...
...you...
...sit...
...still.
Rog,...
...sit.
Close enough.
- How long is that going to take? -Only a few seconds.
I've just got to do a couple more...
- Where did he go? -No idea.
- I told you to keep him still. -I did. He just ran off.
Sach, if we don't get him back soon his molecules could fragment...
-...and so would Russ'. -Fragment?
What do you mean, fragment?
Russ and Rog are from different points in time. Okay?
Right now. They're atoms. They're unstable.
- Unstable, atoms, right. -Pretty soon...
...those atoms are going to want to go back to where they're meant to be.
- So? Russ... -...and Rog might just cease to exist.
Come on.
It's kind of...
...musty.
Toby.
Hey, that's my javelin.
If Rog jabs himself with that...
...it could set off a chain reaction in his metabolism.
Which means?
No more Rog.
Hey. Come back with that.
What's he doing?
I don't know, it looks like he's hunting something.
Oh, no.
Dad!
Hey.
Sorry, uncle Phil. He's a friend from drama class. Rog.
- I mean, Robert. -Stop him, he's killing my lawnmower.
Come on. Let's get him.
Come on.
Those are really nice shoes. Are they mine?
Wait.
Who is this?
Don't worry. He's with us.
Yeah, he's...
...a tourist.
Give me back my doughnut, freak.
- No, don't push him. -Yeah, he might blow off.
Really? I'd like to see that.
What? You don't like that?
What are you going to do about it?
Rog, hey.
- You're running in the wrong way. -Come back. Rog.
Can I get some help here?
- What is that thing? -Anyone?
I don't know.
Get me down.
But he could be very useful.
Okay, we failed.
But I think we were too ambitious.
Maybe we could hunt mice.
Did you ever taste an ant?
It wasn't my fault. Guys. Guys.
Mog.
Great.
Even in prehistoric times I'm a loser.
Toby, if Rog gets injured, he could explode, right?
Any trauma at all and we might never get Russ back.
But, what happens if Russ gets hurt in the past?
I don't want to think about it.
Rog. Come on.
Hello.
You want these, don't you?
Well, come and get them.
I think this is a bad idea.
But you're not the genius.
Okay.
Grain.
Look what I've got.
He's very intriguing.
Prominent browridge, sloping forehead, and...
And he stinks.
You know I think he's some experiment of Toby's.
How cool.
Let's wonder what he really is.
Here you go. Prehistoric pizza,...
...with the lot.
That's great.
A little flour in the dough.
Good dough.
- Oh, Rog. -Elizabeth's got him.
- Rog? Is that that hairy dude? -Yes.
Garth, we need to get Rog out of there.
If Elizabeth does anything to him, his molecular structure will collapse.
One hit and he's gone.
Stay still.
Easy man.
Elizabeth, stop.
Toby, hi. Nice of you to drop in.
- I know what's going on. -You do?
Yes.
This is some experiment of yours, isn't it?
Interesting.
Is he a clone gone wrong? Did you mutate a ferret?
Or has Russ genetically regressed?
Don't touch him.
He's an ancient ancestor of Russ'.
I knew I recognized him from somewhere.
He's from the past, Elizabeth. His molecules are unstable.
If they're disrupted, cop out.
Alright. That's hypothetically feasible.
You better get him out of here then.
I though you'd see it my way.
Dork.
Tribe.
Dork.
You mean I saved the tribe?
Dork...
...saved...
...tribe.
Hey, look. I don't want to upset anyone.
You're jealous.
I get that.
Please, I'm very fragile.
Rewel bones. Can't we talk this over?
Right. No problem.
It's yours.
Hey, that could really hurt someone.
What am I supposed to do with this? I can't even play cricket.
Or baseball.
Help.
Please, I'm not what you think I am.
Sorry.
Dork. Dork. Dork...
I'm a winner.
I'm a hero.
I'm a dork.
And I'm proud.
Doughnut.
Rog, Rog, Rog...
About time.
What kept you?
I could've got hurt there.
Hey, what are friends for?
You actually beat the witchdoctor?
Yeah,...
...he was at least seven foot tall.
I'm impressed.
You know? It was kind of cool being a hero.
I guess I'm not a total loser after all.
Hey. Watch it loser.
Where is your bizarre friend now, Johnson?
Not here to protect you, is he? Whim.
- Elizabeth, come on. Call him off. -I would. But...
...sometimes, cavemen just have to be cavemen.
See? I'm not a loser.
Guys. Your assistance again.
Russ.