Clockstoppers Page #4

Go!

Come on! You're gonna

have to drive! Go, go, go!

- He's in the van!

- Come on!

Whoa, man!

You are gonna get us killed.

- This is not as easy as it looks.

- Yeah, I know, but--

Whoa!

- Who are those guys?.

- You don't want to know.

- What were they shooting at me?.

- Liquid nitrogen.

It's a quick and dirty comedown

from hypertime.

The cold slows

your molecular activity.

Probably faster

to gnaw off my hand.

So, is it me or are they

trying to kill you too?.

Yeah, they're probably up

for a two-fer at this point.

Hang on!

All right.

Whoa.

- Give me the watch.

- No!

- Give me the watch!

- Or what?. You'll adjust me to death?.

"Adjust me to death."

That's great.

Give me the watch!

- You crazy lunatic!

- "Crazy lunatic"?. That's redundant.

Give me that! Come on!

Hey, dude!

Whateveryou do,

don't get it wet!

So strange.

Seems fine...

although his vitals are elevated.

Oh, here he comes.

How you doing, Sleeping Beauty?.

You okay?. You all right?.

- Where'd you get the van, kid?.

- Not now. Let him breathe.

- Mom.

- Zak! Is he okay?.

He'll be fine.

It was just a mild concussion.

- How you feeling?.

- Okay, I think.

- Good. So you can stand trial.

- What?.

Hello! You stole a van

and crashed it.

Can I have his room

while he's in jail?. Please?.

- You almost got killed on that joyride.

- Honey, you had us so worried.

I don't know what got into him.

He's a good kid. Really.

Cool!

This doesn't have to go

on his record, does it?.

No, you don't understand.

I was in hypertime with these guys,

and they were after my watch.

It's a molecular accelerator.

Here.

Oh, man. It's broken.

- They're gonna kill me.

- Who?.

- These guys! They were in our house.

- What?.

You couldn't see 'em.

They were invisible.

- Oh, yeah, right.

- Here you go, sir.

I said creamer, you twit.

- Is he gonna be okay?.

- I can't stay here.

Nurse. Thankyou.

Oh, crap.

Come here.

- Oh, he's so faking it.

- Yeah. Yeah. I am faking it.

I'm sorry I stole the van.

I would love to tell you all about it,

but first I have to pee.

Come on, come on.

What are you doing?.

I can't go

unless there's some noise.

Come on.

- Get some coffee.

- Let's go!

I don't want to hear

any excuses.

Just get back here.

I've got something I want delivered

to our contact at the FBI.

A little publicity should help

flush out Dopler and the kid.

Because we can't kill

what we can't find.

But without Dopler, how do you

finish the molecular stabilizer?.

Who needs the student...

when the teacher

is so close at hand?.

Hot Skates.

Junior Associate Meeker speaking.

I need to borrowyour mom's car.

What's going on?.

The cops are looking for you.

Just turn around slowly.

B.e cool.

You don't want to be seen

with me right now.

Okay, go home and get the keys

to your mom's Subaru.

What?. Are you crazy?.

Somebody is trying to kill me over this

watch, and it doesn't even work now.

Okay, dude, but you don't need a Subaru.

What you need is the police.

I just came from the police. Look at me.

They weren't as helpful as you'd think.

I need to go to Kingston to find my dad.

He might know who these people are.

Dude, that's a six-hour drive, man.

I gotta go.

Budget cuts.

Okay, Mr. Invisible,

where are you?.

That's nice.

What are you doing in there?.

Did you break into my house just to pee?.

No, actually...

to use the phone too.

What are you wearing?.

I know this sounds weird...

and it's the last thing you want to

hear from a guy after one date, but...

the cops are looking for me everywhere

and I've got no place else to go.

I need to borrow some clothes and money

for a bus. I promise I'll pay you back.

- Okay?.

- You are freaking me out.

- What is going on?.

- It's a long story.

The less you know, the better.

Things with the watch

have gotten really twisted.

I gotta get to Kingston and find my dad,

because they could be after him too.

Who is after who?.

What is happening?.

I don't know who they are.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have come here.

Wait. Slow down.

Come over here and just relax.

I'm glad that you came.

I am.

But ifwe're gonna be friends,

you have to tell me what is happening.

I told my brother I was getting

the car washed, so bring it back clean.

Okay.

I can't thankyou enough.

- Call me when you find him?.

- Yeah.

What are you doing?.

You raked my leaves.

I can't let you go alone.

He's been calling all day.

This is the first chance I've had

to check my messages.

George, listen, calm down.

The police want you to stay there

in case Zak calls again.

If he shows up here

I'll let you know.

If he's giving you any trouble,

I can talk to him.

Fine.

I just feel helpless,

sitting here waiting.

Welcome to the club!

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it like that.

I've been everywhere trying to track

him down, and we couldn't reach you.

All right,

let's go overyour list.

Hi. I need the room number

for Dr. George Gibbs.

He's here with the convention.

And you are?.

In a hurry.

Yeah.

Let me see what I can do.

I never should have left

with something like this between us.

- Did he try to explain his behavior?.

- Not really.

I mean, he rambled on a bit

when he came to, but--

Oh, wait.

He said something about his watch being

a molecular accelerator or something.

Molecular accelerator?.

Downstairs, on the shelf above my desk,

there's a box with a watch in it.

- See if it's still there, will you?.

- What's going on?.

Just check the box, okay?.

Just a minute.

- Are we there?.

- Yeah.

You know, I usually don't like to

meet a boy's father this soon...

but for you--

Do you think while we're there you can

tell him taking the watch was your idea?.

- Dr. Gibbs?.

- Yeah.

My name is Henry Gates.

I'm with QT Laboratories.

I believe we have a mutual friend,

Earl Dopler.

- He tells me you're an expert on--

- Whatever this is about...

it's gonna have to wait, 'cause I'm in

the middle of something very important.

You certainly are.

Dad?.

No payments for 12 months.

Don't wait.

The fire we reported

at the old fire hall...

- is still burning out of control.

- Front desk.

- How may I help you, Dr. Gibbs?.

- Hi.

- Did I check out yet?.

- Not that I know of, sir.

Did I change rooms?.

No.

Dr. Gibbs,

is everything all right?.

And in othernews, it seemed like

a simplejoyride in a stolen van...

until the FB.I linked

the teenage suspect to the theft...

oftop-secret government

research by this man--

Dr. Earl Dopler

of QT Laboratories.

That's not Dopler.

Dopler is one of my dad's students.

- He's a hippie with long hair.

- Dr. Dopler is considered...

armed and extremely dangerous.

Well, at least they didn't

mention your name.

Ifyou should see him

or Zak Gibbs...

please contact

your local police department--

Okay. Okay.

I'm officially freaked out now.

We can call my dad.

He knows people from the consulate.

- I know he can help.

- I'm not putting your family at risk.

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