My Pet Dinosaur Page #2

schoolwork on a weekend.

Thanks so much, Mrs. Emory.

The project's not due...

Come on, you gotta see this.

What's with all this stuff?

Take a look.

Do you see that?

Not really.

Whoa!

What is it?

I'm not sure.

I did some preliminaries.

We need to do a chemical analysis.

We what?

Hey Dad.

Sure.

Okay.

I gotta go.

Maybe go from here.

I can't do this stuff.

Sure you can.

Just follow my notes.

Hey guys, what's up?

I got totally busted.

Guys, this is epic!

I just mixed a frappuccino with fries...

And it tastes like waffles!

Shut up for a sec.

There guys online were talking

about this glowing stuff...

Like the stuff you found.

Maybe they were talking diodes

or fiber optics.

Wow, good thinking, Radio Shack.

Wait, they said the military's been

looking for it.

Like it's top secret or something.

Maybe it gives you super powers.

Are you for real?

Guys, I gotta go.

I told you to stay out of Dad's room.

It's mine too.

He gave it to both of us.

What's all this?

Making love potions

for your little girlfriend?

She's not my girlfriend.

Leave it!

Come on, Jakey.

Let's get a real reaction going here.

- Stop it!

- It's alive!

- Stop it!

- It's alive!

Why do you have to be such a d--

Now, now. Language, Jake.

Get out of my room!

Chill, lover boy.

Have fun with your little potions.

No way.

What are you?

It's okay.

Come on.

It's okay, come on.

"Magnes"

Magnes.

Magnus.

Magnus, that's what I'll call you.

Hey boy.

Pleased to meet you.

Come on, it's okay.

Come on.

Jake. Jake, wake up!

Ah, look at this room.

Seriously?

You guys treat this place

like a dump!

Are you listening to me?

You better have this place spotless

as soon as we come home, am I clear?

Okay. Sorry.

Get dressed!

'Cause you're coming with me

to the town meeting.

Where are you?

Maybe I dreamed it.

Jake.

Shh.

Jake, gotta go.

Just a minute.

Now, Jake.

Shh. Shh.

I'm not kidding.

Stay!

No, stay.

It's okay, I'm coming back,

Jake?

Coming.

Jake, would you hurry up, please?

Mom, I'm not feeling too well.

You were fine five minutes ago.

I know, I just started feeling bad.

Maybe I should stay home.

Also, I'm grounded, so I can't go.

You go where I tell you to go.

Hurry up, I'll be late!

- But Mom!

- In!

What on earth?

No, Mom, wait!

I can explain!

Where do you think you're going?

You're in deep trouble, young man!

Good morning, everyone.

Good morning.

I'm an epidemiologist with the EPA.

I've been tasked with the investigation

of a possible disease cluster here

in Brightwood.

Now please, everyone. I know

that you want answers.

And I'm here to find those answers.

A couple of nights back, uh...

Me and Will, we were fishing.

And uh, we caught something.

A monster.

Ladies and gentlemen...

My name is Colonel Douglas Roderick.

I'm in command of operations

at Fort Brightwood.

The military is here

to protect and serve.

We are committed to working

with the EPA

What about the UFO?

Yeah, what about that?

People of Brightwood...

Imagination is a wonderful thing.

Don't patronize us.

Some of us would love to believe in

mythical monsters.

This is ain't no monster, mister.

We got one right here.

Yeah, you see that?

Yup. Right there.

Gentlemen, that's a catfish.

Catfish?

That ain't no catfish.

That one was flappin' around,

changin' all kinds o' colors.

It was super weird.

Super weird.

I'm gonna need to take that

specimen away for testing.

Of course, doctor.

No, no wait a second.

I want to sell that on eBay.

eBay?

Will you please call me if you

see something like this again?

- Dad, hey...

- Hey, hey Abbie!

Hey Mrs. Emory. Hey Jake.

Dr. Tansy,

Jennifer Emory from the clinic.

Actually, we're neighbors.

I'm so relieved you're actually here.

Hi, Jennifer.

Look, can we chat later?

Ah, I gotta go.

I want that room of yours spotless.

Magnus.

Are you kidding me?

Michael Emory.

This house looks like a crime scene.

Where are we going?

They took that thing,

those fishermen caught. Why?

That's what I want to know.

Dad.

Stay in the car.

Dr. Tansy.

You appear to be lost.

Can I help you with something?

Colonel, I think we had a little

miscommunication back there.

I'm gonna need that specimen.

Specimen?

Sorry, doctor.

You'll have to be little more specific.

Under the EPA Act of 1994,

I have sole authority...

Doctor, I'm aware of your credentials.

The military will be more than

happy to cooperate

with all official requests.

With all due respect, colonel,

this is an official request.

Now, I'd appreciate it

if you'd hand over that specimen.

You take care now, doctor.

I'd hate to see anything happen to you.

Or your lovely daughter.

Brightwood can be a funny place.

Looks like a storm's coming, Fred.

What was all that about?

- Dad?

- Give me your phone.

Why?

Abbie, phone.

Dad!

Abigail, you promise me that you

will leave your locations services on

and have your phone with you at all time.

Dad!

Abbie, promise me!

Okay, okay, I promise.

Dad, seriously, what's going on?

I don't know.

I know one thing.

That sure as hell wasn't a catfish.

Food rewards or vocal commands

such as "good boy."

Show your pet your...

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no.

Whoa!

Hi Jake, what's up?

- Where's your video?

- Uh, camera's dead.

Look, we're going back to the forest.

You've gotta come with us.

Stay!

Okay, okay. Dude, chill.

Charles, I gotta go.

Oh, no.

Um, hi.

Hey.

Hey.

So, the science project

with the weird sludge stuff.

No, I can't.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

What was that?

What was what?

Uh, the huge crash that just

came from your house?

Uh, nothing.

Gotta go. Bye!

Jake?

Hello?

Jake?

What are you doing here?

What's going on?

You have to swear not to tell.

Tell what?

Just swear.

- Listen, I...

- Swear!

Okay, I swear.

Shh.

It's okay, he wont hurt you.

Whoa. What is it?

Here's the thing...

You know the little science experiment?

I was doing the chemical analysis stuff

and well...

something happened.

Something happened?

You mean him?

We gotta show my dad.

- No, no, no, way!

- Jake!

You can't. No one can know about it.

They'll take him away

and they'll do tests on him.

But you don't know what it is.

It might be dangerous.

Look at him.

Does he look dangerous?

He is kinda cute.

Well, little guy...

Looks like you just became

our research project.

Officer Farraday 107 to dispatch.

Go ahead, 107.

On site, responding to 459a.

Damaged warehouses,

couple of broken windows.

Some damaged vehicles,

looks like juveniles.

Copy that.

Hello.

Good evening, gentlemen.

What's the nature of the

military presence here?

We'll take it from here, officer.

It's clearly a civilian matter.

Mind telling me what's going on?

Of course.

Listen, Commander.

- I'm just here trying to do my...

- It's "Colonel".

Excuse me?

It's "Colonel".

We'll take it from here, officer?

Farraday.

Farraday.

Keep up the good work, officer.

107 to dispatch.

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