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TOBY NARRATING: Hi!
I'm Toby.
I'm just a regular student.
Well, I was before I got zapped.
Now I'm some kind of science genius.
The only problem is, Elizabeth is too.
-Hey, Tobes!
-Hey, catch!
See ya later, Russ.
-Hey!
[groans]
Get off me!
-Sorry!
OK, it was an accident.
-Oh, you're going down, Skinner.
-Can we get a second opinion on this?
Guess not.
You know, this isn't necessary.
-Look, stop talking, will ya?
It makes it less fun.
-We could talk it through, what they call conflict--
resolution.
[laughing]
-What a dork.
[class bell]
-Help!
Anyone!
Please!
-Hey, Russ.
-Typical.
I get hung from a tree and detention.
This stuff's rank.
[groans]
Oh, 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's 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 10th century.
I looked it up on the net.
-No.
-Look.
Here's Barry Flash Skinner, first pilot to fly across
Easter Island in a hot air balloon-- a hero.
Here.
Captain Horacio Skinner.
He discovered 15 Pacific islands--
hero.
And here's 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's a huge hero!
-He doesn't look anything like me.
I'm probably related to his dopey cousin.
I'm telling you, Skinners are losers.
-No way--
-Tobes!
Leave it.
OK?
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.
So what's he up to?
-No idea.
He says it's some kind of surprise.
-OK.
It's big.
It's weird.
What is it?
-Guys, no one's ever been able to do this before, but I found
a way to force an opening through
the space time continuum.
-And that's a good thing?
-It is when you want to make a time portal.
Check it out.
-Whoa!
Now, 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, Tobes, but what's it
got to do with me?
-I've tracked your genetic branch.
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?
-Uh, I don't know.
I think the time portal is going back [inaudible]
further.
SACHA (OFFSCREEN): How much further?
-I guess maybe a few hundred thousand years.
-You're not saying he's related.
-Yeah, I'd say there's a good chance.
-Wow, he looks just like my uncle Darrell, before the
operation, that is.
-Russ, get back.
-Toby!
TOBY (OFFSCREEN): Oh, no!
-[roars]
-[screams]
[shrieking]
-Oh, hey.
How's it going?
-[shrieks]
-[roars]
-Toby, keep away from that thing.
-Sach!
Russ and this creature swapped places in time.
We have to get him back through!
-[roars]
-Look, forget him!
Just bring Russ back!
-I can't!
The molecules have been entangled in the wormhole.
I don't have time to explain how, but we can't get Russ
back without sending the caveman through.
-You mean he's stuck there?
-Yeah.
[shrieking]
-Whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
-Try to herd him towards the opening.
You ready?
-OK.
-Come on!
Go, go!
Oh!
-Tobes, 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.
-Uh, 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!
[grunting]
[crashing]
-Uh, it's all right.
You, me, friends.
-[groans]
SACHA (OFFSCREEN): Toby!
-Maybe not.
SACHA (OFFSCREEN): Toby!
Hey, I've got an idea.
Russ's donuts.
Here, donut.
Donut.
[inaudible] sweet tooth.
Guys are all the same, even when one that's
thousands of years old.
More?
-OK.
This seems friendly.
It's good.
[laughs]
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--
-[moans]
[quivering]
-Hey, look, cave dude, sorry about before.
I didn't mean to knock you--
-[shrieks]
[gasping]
-Oh, I get it.
Bad dude, huh?
Thanks.
[chanting]
-You guys all think I'm some kind of leader.
No.
No, no, no!
You've got me all wrong.
I'm not leadership material.
I'm not special.
I'm a dork.
See, me dork.
-Dork.
-My name is Russ.
ALL: Dork.
Dork.
-I'm Sacha.
-[grunts]
Sa--
Sacha.
-Wow, that's right.
-Mmm, Rog.
-You Rog?
Excellent.
-Mog.
Mog.
-Oh, right, Mog.
Listen.
I'm not Dork.
I'm Russ,
-Dork.
-[winces]
Russ!
-Dork!
Dork!
ALL: Dork!
Dork!
-Great, I was--
[spits]
[gasping]
-You wouldn't have anything else, say,
something less wriggly?
You've got nothing?
-[grunts]
-Me, hunt?
No, I don't do that.
-[grunts]
-Like I said, me no hunt.
[distant growling]
-[grunts]
-OK, guys.
This way.
-OK, 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.
Just got to--
[door opens]
-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 could Russ's.
-Fragment?
What do you mean fragment?
-Russ and Rog are from different points in time, OK?
Right now, their atoms are 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!
[sniffing]
-[grunts]
-[sniffs]
It's-- it's kind of musty.
-[sniffs]
[growls]
[roars]
-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!
-[growls]
[animal noises]
-[grunts]
-What's he doing?
-Don't know.
It looks like he's hunting something.
-[growls]
-Oh, no.
Dad!
-[roars]
-Hey!
-[shouts]
-Sorry, Uncle Phil.
He's a friend from drama class--
Rog.
I mean, Robert.
-Stop him!
He's killing the lawn mower!
-Come on, let's get him!
[screaming]
-[growls]
-Come on!
-Those are really nice shoes.
Are they mine?
GARTH (OFFSCREEN): Hey!
What is this?
-Don't worry, he's with us.
TOBY (OFFSCREEN): Yeah, he's, uh, a tourist.
-Give me back my donuts, freak!
-No!
Don't push him.
-Yeah, he might blow up.
-Oh, really?
I'd like to see that.
-[grunts]
-What?
You don't like that?
Well, what are you going to do about it?
-[roars]
[laughing]
[class bell]
TOBY (OFFSCREEN): Rog!
Hey!
SACHA (OFFSCREEN): You're running the wrong way!
TOBY (OFFSCREEN): Come back!
Rog!
-Can I get some help here?
-Who is that thing?
-I don't know.
GARTH (OFFSCREEN): Get me down!
-But he could be very useful.
[grunting]
-OK, we failed.
But I think we were too ambitious.
Maybe we could hunt mice.
You ever tasted ant?
-[grunts]
[grunting]
-It wasn't my fault.
Guys.
Guys!
Mog.
Mo--
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.
[screaming]
-Rog!
Come on.
-[growls]
-Hello.
You want these, don't you?
Well, come and get them.
-I think this is a bad idea.
-That's because you're not the genius.
-Oh, OK.
-[grunts]
-Grain.
Look what I've got.
-He's very intriguing--
hominid brow ridges, sloping forehead.
-And he stinks.
-You know, I think he's some experiment of Toby's.
How cool!
Let's find out what he really is.
-Here you go, prehistoric pizza, [inaudible].
-Mmm.
-That's great.
A little more flour in the dough.
Good dough.
-Good.
Dough.
-No, 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.
-Huh?
-One hit and he's gone.
-Stay still.
Easy now.
[door opens]
-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's.
-See, I knew I recognized him from somewhere.
-He's from the past, Elizabeth.
His molecules are unstable.
If they're disrupted, kerpow!
-Oh, right.
That's hypothetically feasible.
Oh, you better get him out of here then.
-I thought you'd see it my way.
-Dork.
[inaudible].
Tribe.
Dork.
-Wow, you mean I saved the tribe?
-Dork.
Save.
Tribe.
[laughs]
[shrieking]
[screaming]
-Hey, look, I don't want to upset anyone.
You're jealous, I get that.
-Please, I'm very fragile.
Brittle bones.
Can't we talk this over?
-[grunts]
-Right, no problem.
It's yours.
-[growls]
-Hey, that could really hurt someone!
-[growls]
-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!
-[cackles]
[groans]
[cheering]
-Sorry.
ALL: Dork.
Dork.
-I'm a winner.
I'm a hero.
I am a dork.
And I'm proud.
[gasping]
-Donut.
[laughs]
[cheering]
ALL: Rog.
Rog.
-About time!
What kept you?
I could have got hurt there.
-Hey, what are friends for?
You actually beat the witch doctor?
-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's your bizarro friend now, Johnson?
Not here to protect you, is he?
Wimp!
-Elizabeth!
Come on, call him off.
-I would, but sometimes cavemen
just have to be cavemen.
-[roars]
See, I'm not a loser.
-[cackles]
-Guys.
A little assistance here.
-Russ.
[laughs]
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