Minutemen Page #6

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And I'm going to let you boys

in on a secret.

A national secret.

In 1 969, shortly after

the Apollo 1 1 moon landing,

the United States government

began funding

a number of new scientific projects.

One of these projects was time travel.

- What?

- Time travel?

- That's something else.

- So science fiction-y.

Hollywood baloney. That's...

The project turned up little results

and was eventually shut down.

The files never again touched.

That is until two months ago

when an industrious individual,

or individuals,

broke into the NASA mainframe,

using a computer which we traced

to Summerton High School.

All right! I...

What my friend was about to say is that

if you're not going to

charge us with anything,

you can't keep us here.

That's right, look it up.

I took a semester of Government.

Got a B minus.

I don't understand, sir.

You're just letting them go?

We can get more information

by watching.

Yeah, but now they know

we're watching them.

Yes sir, excellent plan.

This is bad. Real bad.

Yeah, way to go Naughty Ned.

Thanks to you

we have the FBI on our backs.

Me? I wanted to stop

this whole thing weeks ago!

But no, you had to use it

for your own personal gain.

Charlie's right. Going to parties,

hanging with the populars.

If I remember correctly,

you benefited too.

- How so?

- We gave you a life.

Before us, you were this big guy

everyone was afraid of.

- You better shut up, Virgil.

- See.

You're being mean.

Charlie, why don't you just go home

to your computer and your cat.

I will.

Good luck on your new life

as a popular person.

I'm outta here, too. I'm better off

on my own, I always have been.

Well, that's the last of the data.

Unfortunately, we won't have an answer

until morning.

Well, excuse me for not

having a supercomputer.

Hello?

Oh. Hey, Derek.

What do you say, Virg?

Gonna help me out, buddy?

Yeah, sure...

...D-rock.

- Ahh!

- Good morning, Magpie!

Your mom let me in.

It is such a nice day I was thinking

we could go on a walk

and talk about our future.

And then... oh!

- I'd like an orange house.

- The results!

You wouldn't need an address.

On the envelope you just say

'Jeanette Pachelewski, orange house.'

It's done!

Oh, um, I'm no scientist,

but that doesn't look good.

We created a... a...

A... a...

Spit it out, Bluebird.

A black hole.

That's bad, right?

As the timeline continues,

we see an increased number of

occurrences here in the Summerton area.

If we can all turn to page 47,

we can see where I highlighted...

- Hey!

- I lied!

I stole the formula, we've been

time-traveling all over the place.

Way ahead of you.

I'd like you to meet Doctors Connors

and Winthorpe from the seismology

department at Pacific Tech.

Doctors, this is Charles Tuttle.

- What are you, nine years old?

- He's fourteen.

That's better. Now I don't feel

like such a loser.

So you already know

about the black hole?

- What?

- The black hole!

I knew you guys were underfunded,

but come on.

Preposterous. We ran the worst case

scenario several times.

We never came up

with a black hole.

I see five, six decimals

that weren't carried over.

Hmm.

- Oops.

- Yeah, oops.

Each time we used the machine,

the rift in the space-time continuum

did not disappear. Instead the

fluctuations blended together

to create one giant black hole.

The worst part is the black hole will

spread until it swallows up Summerton.

Then the Northwest,

then the entire United States.

And so on.

- How much time till zero hour?

- According to my estimates we have...

...less than four hours

till the end of the world.

OK, people, we are going to Code Red.

Get Washington on the phone, now!

There might be a way to reverse it,

but it's a longshot.

Well, let's hear it, sir.

I'm excited

for the dance tonight.

And you know what?

I'm really glad

you're coming with me.

- Hey, what are friends for?

- Come on.

- Everything set?

- Uh, yeah.

The suits are in the basement, we'll go

through the tunnels under the cafeteria.

Sweet. We'll go as soon as they

announce the winners.

Hey, Virgil.

Steph...

Do you believe that a person's life

can change in a single moment?

Sometimes for the better,

other times for the worse?

Yeah, I guess.

There's a moment in one of our

lives that's about to change.

And I don't know if it's

for the better or for the worse.

Virgil, um, I'm not following.

Uh, attention...

Um, attention everyone.

It's time to announce this year's

king and queen of the dance.

But first...

Sonny, Red,

and I wanna fry up some

peanut butter and banana sandwiches.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

It's EIvis Presley. Anyone?

Come on, that was a brilliant...

Whatever.

Stephanie Jameson and

Virgil Fox get up here. You won.

- This is such a surprise.

- Not really.

To guarantee we'd win, I went back

in time and stuffed the ballot box.

What?

Miss Jameson and Mr. Fox.

Don't let it go to your head.

There's still time for a recount.

So, um, did you really stuff the box?

Yeah.

I mean, you, sure,

but who would vote for me?

I would.

- This is weird.

- Yeah.

- Why?

- A good weird.

- Right.

- How you can be friends with someone

for so long, then...

- It's different..

- A good different.

- Come on, brother, it's time to go.

- Oh, about that.

- I think I changed my mind.

- You promised.

- Virgil?

- Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back.

I knew Derek would be hacked

about Virgil bringing Stephanie.

Fight!

- Oh, no.

- Fight, fight.

Derek, wait up.

Can we talk about this?

Oh, man.

Stephanie, where's Virgil?

- He left with Derek.

- Why?

Don't tell me he's going

to jump back in time?

- Oh my gosh, that's what he's doing!

- He might make things worse!

- Excuse me! Sorry!

- Worse than the end of the world?

Derek, I don't think I can do this.

What, why?

Stephanie. I just...

I just think...

Dude, don't tell me

you're going to try to steal my girl.

We're friends. I mean,

buddies don't do that to each other.

Virgil! Virgil Fox!

Virgil, we have a small problem.

We have less than an hour

to save the planet!

- What are you talking about?

- Well, well. What do we have here, hmm?

Looks like the beginnings of a fracas.

- A what?

- A fracas!

- It's a fight.

- We'll sort out the detentions later.

Right now, all of you

get back to the gym.

Everyone move!

Everyone freeze! FBI!

Stop! CIA!

Bureau of Weights and Measures!

In the future,

you should probably go first.

Virgil, that's what I

was talking about. Come on.

We need to get these people

out of here now!

So, we're supposed to go

inside the black hole and cIose it?

As far as I can figure,

it's the only way.

We'll take the remote pack with us

and reverse the polarity once we land.

- What pack?

- I've been working on

a new way to control

our jumps from the other side.

OK, hold the phone.

We can't let these students go in that,

they could die!

We have no choice. They're the only

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