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Sometimes...when you're a kid...

You lie awake at night and ponder
the kinds of questions

that grownups have long
since stopped asking.

Questions like - What did it
feel like to be dead?

Are time and space really infinite?

What was there before
the universe began?

 

Why are there people like Wayne?

 

Butthead!

I could never figure it out.

Even in his sleep, my brother
seemed to hate my guts.

I guess he'd just never
forgiven me

for something I did to him
very early in life.

I'd been born.

 

Then, to make things worse,
I stayed.

 

Not that the Wayner
didn't try to adjust.

 

In fact, our relationship eventually
settled into a fairly stable pattern.

 

I always imagined things would
pretty much always be that way.

 

But I guess no matter how much
your brother hates your guts,

and no matter how
much you hate his...

There's always something
you hold back.

There are things you could
use against him that you don't use.

No matter how much
you hate your brother's guts...

You don't really want to hurt him.

 

What are you looking at?

Until, one day...

Things go too far.

 

And on that day of reckoning,
the spear hurled

with a grunt to the dawn of man,
lands at midnight, with a flash of light,

and a mushroom cloud.

And so we conclude Section 7 of
"Our Dying Planet". Any questions?

 

Very well. Next week
we turn to Section 8,

"Radiation and Mutation -
What are the Risks?"

We will explore the proposition
that your generation may very well

be the first to experience
the widespread...uh, widespread...

Can you read that word?

Uh, it looks like "cancer".

Oh, yes - of course.
Widespread cancer ...

Sure to follow nuclear
industrial accidents.

Hey, Sunshine, don't sugar
coat it - we can take it.

And now, on a lighter note...

Let's turn to our science projects,
on pollutants and toxic waste.

Miss Clark, Miss Rodino,
are you prepared?

 

What are we gonna do?

I don't know.

We pour in the hazardous
waste here...

Let it stand, overnight,

and then we study
the ecological impact on wildlife...

And their environment.

Well, he's gonna call on us!

I could understand Paul's concern.
Our project was due today.

But hey, all we really needed
was a conclusion,

and uh, a theory, and
maybe a test subject.

Another week or so to finish.

Mr. Arnold, Mr. Pfeiffer...

 

Uh, we need a little more time to -

I see. Are you having a...problem?

Uh, our results have been, um...
uh, inconclusive.

 

Very well.

But I'll expect to see
something on Monday morning.

You understand?
/ Yes, sir.

 

And now...

Smog and noise pollution.
Mr. Fisher...Are you prepared.

 

Here, this one looks easy.

Hey, let's do one with
these little guys.

Hampsters?

Yeah - they're neat!

No, too much trouble.

We need something simple.

 

I want to work with animals.

Paul's mother wouldn't let him
have a pet.

And I guess he felt a little deprived.

Once I caught him petting
the angora sweaters at Sears.

It was pretty embarrassing
for both of us.

I don't know, Paul.

Hi! Hi! Hi, there!
Yeah, you - I'm talking to you!

Did I have a heart of stone?
/ You're so cute!

Alright - we'll do the hampsters.
/ Yeah!

Alright - did you hear that?
I'm taking you home!

This is a scientific
experiment, Paul!

And we can not think
of these as pets.

Oh, yeah - I understand that.

And you understand that too -
don't you? Yes you do, yes you do!

Paul, you better close the cage,
or they're gonna get away.

They wouldn't do that.
They like us.

If we lose these guys..
Cantwell'll kill is.

Oh, here!

I'll protect them for ya!

No, Wayne...

No, Wayne, stop.
/ Hey, hey, hey!

Wayne!

He's fighting me - he's gonna
make a break for it!

Wayne! Wayne!
Give him back!

Give him back, Wayne!

 

Back boys.

Wouldn't want to see anything to
happen to your little rat now,

would we?
/ They're hampsters!

Hampsters? Really - how interesting.

Do hampsters always
land on their feet?

Wayne!

We needed help. We needed...
stop...a bat! A big bat! We needed...

Angela Chompsky.

Wayne! It's your girlfriend.

Hi, Angela!

 

The last thing he'd want is for
his little brother to embarrass him

in front of Angela Chompsky.

Oh, Angela...

No...he'd rather embarrass
himself in front of Angela Chompsky.

Wayne! Give it back.
You're gonna squish it!

Hey! Back, scrote!

Or the little guy gets it!

 

Uh-oh, uh-oh! Hampster
out of control!

Hampster out of control!
/ Wayne! Wayne!

Oh, God! Look out! Look out!
/ Wayne! Wayne!

Wayne!!
/ What?

OK, um...the effects of a bad diet
on laboratory hampsters.

We feed the test hampster
a steady diet of processed snack-foods.

This. The control hampster
receives regular hampster-chow.

We then compare the times
it takes for the two hampsters...

To successfully
run through the maze.

They're still upset from
this afternoon.

Wheezer's breathing
very fast, and, uh Puffy...

I mean the control-subject -
has the, uh...hiccups.

Maybe we should go to
my house and do this.

Relax. Wayne won't try anything -
not with Mom and Dad around.

Oh, no. What was that sound?

 

Mom! You're wearing
high-heels.

It could only mean one thing.

You're father and I
are going out, honey!

Oh...no...!
/ OK.

Get the rats out of the kitchen!

They're hampsters!
/ Mom's given us permission!

Mom...you're not gonna let them
do their stupid experiment in here...

I already told them they could.

But Angela's coming over.

Angela's coming over?
In your dreams!

Eat your heart out, sonny boy -
she wants me. Now, beat it!

You beat it!
/ No, I'll beat you!

Yeah, right!
/ I'll beat -

Stupid.

Now, can't your father and I
leave you for two hours,

without you two at
each other's throats?!

 

Wayne - you and Angela
can use the living room...

Kevin and Paul
can use the kitchen.

Mom...You don't want these
little rodents in here!

I mean, we eat in here.

It'll be alright!

They're so dirty and smelly!

They are not - they're clean!

It'll leave these little pellets...
all over the place.

And they're gonna get in
your walls and breed!

 

Wayne knew just how to play Mom.

If there was one thing
she dreaded...

It was that animals would
get in her walls and breed.

Kevin - I want them in the cage
at all times. Do you understand?

Yes, Mom.

 

I'm gonna go get the vacuum out,

and I want you to clean up
after them.

I don't care what Mom says.

As soon as they're gone,
you're gone, butthead!

No, I'm not, butthead!

Yes you are, dorkface!

Things were going badly.
I needed help in a big way.

Dad! Mom gave me permission
to do my project in here,

and Wayne's starting to -
/ I don't want to hear it.

Karen?
You're in charge.

Karen?

Can we rely on you, honey?

Don't worry, Mom. Now, go on, or
you're gonna miss your movie.

Well, OK.

Bye-bye...

It came down to this...

My last hope for peaceful
co-existence...

Lay in the hands of a seventeen-
year-old flower-child.

And yet - call it crazy - I felt
a sudden rush of faith in my sister.

I'm outta here. You guys
are on your own.

 

Well - alright! Where do we stand?

Dad's gone. Mom's gone.
Karen's gone.

Well, who's next
in the chain of command?

Of course - how silly of me.
Why, it's me.

And I say, you two are
out of here, right now!

You get out of here!

Alright - I didn't want it
to come to this...

Stop it, Wayne!
/ Leave Wheezer alone!

"Wheezer"? Oh, don't want to
hurt little Wheezer, do we?

Give him back, or I'll -
/ What?!

Give me a break - the guy out-
weighed me by four-thousand pounds.

Or, I'll take 'em back.
/ He'll take 'em back!

 

Back!

 

You wouldn't dare!

Observe.

 

Stop him!

You don't scare me, Wayne.

He's getting heavy...

Alright! Alright.

Say "I give up, oh mighty Wayne,
my lord and master"!

Eat it!

Um! The blades whirl so fast...

You can hardly see 'em!

Stop him!

"I give up, oh mighty Wayne,
my lord and master" -

now turn it off!

First - I want you to pick up
all that junk,

take it into your bedroom,
and then close the door.

And I don't want to see either
of you for the rest of the night!

Gimme the hampster!

When you're in your room,
and not before...

and then I'll give it to
your little lab-partner, here.

 

Come on, Kevin.
It's time to feed them!

What? Oh! Right, right.

Next time...I'm not backin' down.
I don't care what he does.

Hi, Angela?

Yeah, it's Wayne. I pretty much
have the place to myself, right now...

so, why don't you come on over?

We should make another
column right here...

so we put the results side-by-side.

OK.

And later, we correlate them.

 

paul
/sorry

can we go on?
/ok

 

Alright. Now what was his
last time running the maze?

 

Paul?

 

Do you think this experiment is safe?

Sure it is! Mr. Cantwell wouldn't
let us do a project that was dangerous.

No, I mean for Wheezer and Puffy.

They'll be fine!

 

They are kinda cute,
though, aren't they?

He likes it when you scratch
him behind his ears.

Hi! Hi, there!

Hi! You're cute,
aren't you? Yes, you are.

 

Alright, now, uh...
let's look at the data.

Right - data.

Alright, now, next we have to
measure the test subjects response,

to a highly-sugared substance.
Where's the rootbeer?

Oh, it's in the...

 

Kitchen.

 

Hey! We can't go back in there!
Wayne said if we were in -

Hey! This is my house, too!
He can't control our lives!

Oh, come on, Angela -
you promised!

Well, your hair looked
pretty clean to me...

I'll tell ya what - I'll wash it
and blow it dry for you...

Oh, come on, Angela.

I'm just gonna keep calling
until you say "yes".

I'm gonna bug you and bug you,
until you can't....Really?

You're really coming over?

OK, alright - seeya in ten minutes.

 

What are you lookin' at, dorkface?!

You know, I thought I told you

what part of the house
you were restricted to.

Or am I forgetting? It's just seems
so fresh in my mind, though!

I guess you were right about
Angela wanting you.

She sounds pretty desperate.

Oh, shut up, butthead!

Alright, alright!

Touchy, touchy!

He's starting to turn orange!

No - that's from the
Cheese-Doodles. See?

It brushes off.

Oh...

 

OK...

 

OK...

 

OK - now let's check
his heart-rate.

No, no, no - not yet.
/ Hey, why not?

He doesn't like it when you
handle him right after he's eaten.

I think it gives him a tummy ache.

Paul was starting to lose
any semblance of objectivity

about this project.

I realized a better put my foot down
before it got out of hand.

Maybe you're right. Let's give
him five minutes to digest.

OK - so I have a very light foot.
What could five minutes hurt?

I didn't want to make
the little guy sick.

Oh, Angela...

"Wild Thing" - The Troggs
I'm glad you could make it.

"Wild Thing" - The Troggs
I know it's short notice and all, but...

"Wild Thing" - The Troggs
I just had to see you.

 

He doesn't look too good.

His times are much slower.
/ No, Wheezer - not that way!

You can't interfere, Paul.
/ Dead end! Dead end!

You can't help him, Paul!

He's confused! I'm telling you -
the diet is getting to him!

That's the purpose
of the experiment!

We're playing God here!

Paul!

 

We have no right.
/ Paul...

It's unnatural!

Paul! It's not like it's poison -

millions of people
eat this food everyday!

Well, who's fault is that?!

Look. This'll be his last run through
the maze, then we can put him in -

He needs a drink of water!

We're supposed to be
giving him rootbeer.

He needs a drink of water!

I could see that Paul
was past reasoning with.

OK - I'll get him some water.

And some Alka-Seltzer.

 

Ah, but Angela - I thought
you were comin' over.

Oh - are you serious?.....Oh, hah!
Are you kidding me?

I do stuff like that all the time, too.

 

Angela...Come on! Come on over!
Please? Or I could come over there?

Angela? Angela?

 

W-Where's the water?

Forget it.

But he needs a glass of water!

Paul! Let's just finish
the experiment.

 

Hampster patrol!

Stay outta here, Wayne!

"Stay outta out of here, Wayne!"

 

Your mother told you to be sure
to clean up after those little devils...

gimme that!

 

Wayne! Get out of here!

Work, work, work. It's all
I ever do around here.

Get out of here!
/ Just tryin' to help...

 

You're gonna hurt them!

Now, would I do somethin' like that?
I'm just tryin' to...

 

No! Wheezer!

 

At that moment...

As I looked at my brother...

Something snapped inside me.
I didn't hate his guts.

I hated him. I hated
everything about him.

And at that moment,
I didn't care what it cost me...

I didn't care about anything...
I just wanted to hurt him.

You want to know why Angela
wouldn't come over?!

Shut up.

Because she doesn't
like you, Wayne!

Shut up!

She doesn't - nobody does!

Shut up!

No! You may be bigger than me...

and stronger than me.
But you know what, Wayne?

I have friends!

Nobody likes you, Wayne!
You're just mean...

To everybody, all the time,
because...nobody likes you!

 

You're pathetic!

 

that might

I didn't see Wayne very much,
for the next couple of days.

In fact, I stayed out of the house, a lot.

 

What are you doing here?

 

Nothing. What are you doing here?

None of your business.

 

Look - I'm sorry, OK?!

What do you want me
to say?! I'm sorry!

 

Pfff - yeah.

 

Well, it was a stupid thing to do!

I know that! What do you
think I am?! An idiot?!

 

You don't think I meant
to do it, do you?

 

dp up?

 

No...

 

Sorry I said all that stuff.

 

Look, I'm goin' home,
OK? You going home?

Yeah, I guess.

 

As my brother and I walked
home that day,

I guess we both knew that things
would never be quite the same

between us.

Everything would be more
complicated now.

Now, we both knew...

That I could hurt him.

The funny thing was,

I'm not sure I was glad about that.

 

"Brother, Brother" - Carole King