Son of Flubber Page #10

The other way!

Looks like the old statue of

liberty play. Right, George?

[ Announcer ]

Medfield scores.

The clock is ticking away

the last minutes of the game.

- Medfield takes over the ball again.

- Ready? Break!

You look kinda flabby, humph.

Better gas up a little.

[ Flubber gas hissing ]

[ Biff ] down! Hut one! Hut two! Hike!

[ Crowd cheering ]

B- I-I-I-Ff!

B- I-I-I-Ff!

Biff! Biff!

It's hawk with Humphrey.

He's down to the 20,

the 15, the ten, the five...

he's back to the ten,

the 15, the 20...

[ flubber gas expelling ]

B- I-I-I-Ff!

[ Humph groans ]

- [ Whistle blows ]

- [ Announcer ] Medfield calls time out.

And that looks like the end

of the line for Medfield.

They're back on their own two yard

line with eight seconds left to play.

The score:

Rutland 37, Medfield 35.

Well, humph, I guess we've

had it. Anyway, we tried.

Well, if you'd just let me use

my needle, we'd have won easy.

Well, it isn't doing us

any good back at the lab.

Well, like I said, I never

did trust this crummy suit.

Humph!

There may be time

for one more play.

[ Announcer ] Medfield lining

up for a field goal attempt.

They're gonna try a field

goal from here? [ Laughing ]

[ All laughing ]

It looks as though Medfield is going

to attempt a 98-Yard field goal.

Repeat:
98 yards.

Ridiculous.

The poor lads must be

cracking under the strain.

Hike!

[ Flubber gas hissing ]

Too bad. Medfield just made

a final, desperate effort to...

wait a minute.

It's gaining altitude.

[ Crowd cheering ]

And there goes the final gun as

the game ends and Medfield wins.

Th-The ball, the ball is

still going up...

Up... up...

out of the stadium!

La-Ladies and gentlemen,

I think it's going into orbit.

George.

George, did ya see that?

[ Laughing ] we won! We... ooh! Ooh!

Get him! Get him!

Get him! Get him!

[ Laughing ]

Oh, shut up!

Well, the trial of professor Ned

Brainard swung into its third day today.

Against advice

to the contrary,

Professor Brainard continued to

act as counsel in his own behalf.

He was quoted as saying he was

confident in the due processes of law...

despite the growing tide

of testimony against him...

as the prosecution kept a steady parade of

witnesses moving through the witness box.

Today, the prosecution unlimbered

its big guns against the defense.

[ Man ] professor Brainard, you

seem proud of your job as a teacher.

Do you like it because you

believe it makes you important?

Well, not me personally. But I

believe the work I do is important.

In what way? Would you care

to tell us a little about it?

It gives me the opportunity to

help young people, to stir them up,

To make them restless,

to make them think.

Maybe plant a bug of discovery

in their minds, or...

and you think that's important?

Of course it's important!

One of those young

people might discover...

...something the entire

world has been looking for.

He might not, but I like to feel that I

had a part in giving him a crack at it.

[ Prosecutor ]

I see.

Now, regardless of whether

you are found guilty or not,

I ask you to consider

this question very carefully:

Would you hope to return to your

classroom? Would you continue as before?

Would you recklessly incite the

young minds of your class again?

To inspire them

to such experiments...

as that which bombarded

our skies with powerful rays?

Rays which expose all of us

to unknown peril?

I put the question to you

again, professor,

And I ask you

to mark well your answer.

Would you still persist in these

dangerous and malicious follies?

Well, that question is

a little difficult to answer.

Well, professor?

Mr. Prosecutor, may I say

something? Go ahead, professor.

I'm sure we'd all be interested

in hearing your views.

Looks like he's gonna crawfish.

Well, it seems to me that a lot of people

are going around these days selling fear.

All kinds of fear.

Fear of bombs, bugs, smog,

Surpluses,

fallout, falling hair,

Even fear of Mr. Hawk.

We find ourselves apologizing,

Hiding our heads,

or jumping at shadows.

I can remember when groundhog day

only came once a year in this country.

Now, I see a lot of students from my

science class here in the courtroom.

They may not be the most studious

group of young people in college today,

But Ill say this for them:

so far they are unafraid.

They have good will, enthusiasm, and an

infinite capacity for making mistakes.

I have high hopes for them.

Am I to understand,

professor,

You actually encourage

mistakes in your class?

Mr. Prosecutor, the road to genius is

paved with fumble-Footing and bumbling.

Anyone who falls flat on his

face is at least moving...

in the right direction:

forward.

And the fellow who makes

the most mistakes...

may be the one who will save the

neck of the whole world someday.

[ Prosecutor ] now, may I ask

again, and will you answer clearly...

for the benefit

of the court and the jury...

most of whom are parents...

suppose you are returned

to your role as a teacher;

Would you do exactly

as you did before?

Yes. I would do

exactly as I did before.

[ Gavel bangs ]

Order! Order, please.

[ Gavel bangs ]

order!

Another such outburst and the

bailiff will clear the court.

[ Judge ] that is

all. You may step down.

Come on. Let's tie this

thing up and get out of here.

[ Whispering ] are you

sure? Stall for time.

15 or 20 minutes should do it. Professor,

you may call your first witness.

No witnesses, your honor. In

that case, I will sum up briefly.

Sit down.

Is it true, professor, that you have

provided no witnesses in your behalf?

- No I haven't, your honor. - May I suggest,

professor, as defense counsel...

you're not doing much

in your own behalf.

- I'm a witness for the defense, your honor.

- Splendid.

I object!

I object too!

Both objections overruled. But, your

honor, this is most unusual procedure.

It is also unusual procedure for the defense

to have no witnesses in his own behalf.

Swear in the witness, please. I merely

hoped to save the court's valuable time.

My time is your time,

Mr. Prosecutor.

Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth and nothing but the truth?

I do.

State your name.

Elizabeth Brainard.

- Will the defense question the witness?

- No, your honor.

Very well. Will you kindly tell

your story in your own words?

Well, uh...

as I was saying, my name is Elizabeth

Brainard, occupation, housewife.

I first met the defendant at Medfield

college where I was employed as a secretary.

He scratched my fender in the parking lot

just outside the administration building,

And I fell hopelessly

in love.

Your honor, I don't see what the

testimony of this witness can...

[ judge ]

shh, shh, shh, shh.

On October 30th of this year I became

involved in an argument with the defendant.

I told him I didn't think I was

cut out to be a scientist's wife.

Well, Id like to inform the defendant

at this time that I was wrong.

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