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various portions of our community.
This in turn brought mental
anguish and sorrow to the owners,
More especially to the auld
Lange Syne insurance company,
Which was left holding the
bag for all the damages.
But what has all this
got to do with me?
As president of auld Lange syne I was
naturally interested in this phenomenon.
So I made up a kind of a
war map of the damaged areas.
As you see,
they formed a pattern,
A sort of cone-Shaped pattern
of devastation,
had fanned out...
from one beginning point,
At a place on the corner
of maple and Litchfield.
Now, I may be wrong,
professor,
But isn't that the precise point on
which Im standing at this very moment?
That's right. I heard something
about the breaking glass,
But I had no idea I could
have been responsible.
Professor,
I have suffered damages...
amounting to tens of thousands
to jail and left there.
But outside of making me feel good
all over, what would it get me?
No, the point is, Im not
sore at you at all, professor.
As a matter of fact, I take
my hat off to you. [ Chuckles ]
Yes, sir, I think you've really got
something here in this glass-Breaking gizmo.
Why, it's pure genius.
[ Chuckles ]
While everybody else is busy making
things, you come up with the answer.
You come up with something
that breaks things!
But that wasn't the idea. Okay,
Brainard. You've done your part of it.
Now, as your partner,
here's how we go about it.
Very quietly, we buy up
a lot of glass company stock...
slowly, so that
nobody catches on.
Then suddenly, all over the
country, all over the world:
Zingo!
Glass begins to break.
We replace it with new glass.
It breaks. We'll clean up!
Mr. Hawk, you don't
seem to understand. I...
how about that united
nations building in new York?
How about all that glass,
huh? And stained glass.
Maybe we could organize
that does nothing
Well, what's
the matter, Brainard?
You don't think you're gonna freeze me out of
this thing like you did out of flubber, do ya?
Your friend Mr. Hawk
isn't gonna be standin'...
with a balloon in his hand
watching the parade go by this time.
Mr. Hawk, you don't
for one minute think...
Id go along with a scheme
like that, do you?
Well, what are you actin' so high and
mighty about? You invented this, didn't ya?
The glass-Breaking was an unfortunate
side effect of my cloud experiment.
with my weather gun...
there must have been an overload
of electronic excitation,
Which set up an inharmonic sawtooth
oscillation and imparted a tremor to the gas.
Now, this was intercepted by
the glass, which is, of course,
An amorphous superfluid in a
temporary state of rigidity.
And I guess the resulting strain
was just a little too much.
Yeah. Look, professor, why don't
ya just settle for what ya got here?
With the money from this
thing we'll both get fat.
And there'll be enough left over for
you to take care of the Medfield problem.
Well, that's what you want to do,
isn't it? Save Medfield college?
That kind of money would never help
Medfield college or anyone else, Mr. Hawk.
Well, you know what
you're doing, don't you?
You'll go to jail
for what you did to me!
And before this day is over Ill
be back here with the sheriff,
And we'll have this place
tied up tighter than Fort Knox!
With all your work and all your
experiments! Good day, Mr. Hawk.
And as for Medfield,
a year from now...
people will have forgotten there
ever was such a punk little college.
You wanna bet?
Oh, hi, pop. What are you
doin' here? Out of the way, son.
Hey, pop, I just thought Id mention it.
You're a little overdue on my allowance.
Allowance!
Why, Im just liable...
to send you off to jail
with this criminal here,
As a fellow conspirator,
a partner in crime!
Why, if you weren't deductible,
Id disown ya!
What was that all about?
Come on, fellas. Let's get to work
on that football suit of yours.
Professor, you mean you're gonna
help us? Maybe the college...
won't be here next year, but we're
going to see that nobody ever forgets it!
Yahoo! Come on, humph!
Let's hustle into it!
But, biff, about my idea!
You promised!
The professor's with us now!
The first team's comin' into the game!
We're gonna have the suit in no time.
Biff, biff. Let's take
it easy for a minute.
Now, your basic idea is fine. I just think
there might be a more effective way of using it.
That's what Ive been
trying to tell him.
Forget the suit. Put the
flubber gas in the football!
Boy, just think:
70-Yardkicks, 90-Yard passes!
Humph, what is the matter
with you? Are you cracking up?
Our team can't even
hold onto the ball now.
Now, what would happen if we hopped
it up with flubber gas? Biff is right.
It's very important to control the ball at
all times. We must never lose possession of it.
So, we never throw just the ball;
we throw the player with the ball.
Right! We... we throw
a player? That's right.
[ Stuttering ] I
- Look, professor, couldn't we put the gas in the football?
You know, forget the suit?
Humphrey, it's just simple logic.
With the flubber gas we make you
quasi-Weightless, or buoyant,
And then we throw you
with the ball.
You do? Yes! Don't you
see the beauty of it?
Even if they intercept, we still
have possession of the ball. Right?
Right!
Right, Humphrey?
Uh, right. Well, good. Let's go to work!
[ Crowd ] poor old
Medfield! See them run!
Come on, Rutland! Mow
them down! [ Cheering ]
Well, ladies and gentlemen, here we
are in the little community of Medfield.
Say what you will about their football
team, at least the weather here is good.
A clear, crisp, moonlight
night, not a cloud in the sky.
As for what has been optimistically
advertised as a football game,
I'm afraid we can't
promise ya much.
Mighty Rutland university... untied,
unscored-Upon for the past three seasons,
Knocking at the door
of the national championship...
pitted tonight
against puny Medfield.
Oh! Here comes
Rutland on the field.
They've chickened out,
both of them.
Wait! I get my hands on
those two! Coach! Coach!
I got a note for you.
Oh, good, good.
"Dear coach:
Humphrey and I will bea little late for the game tonight,
"We're getting
"You'll be proud of us
when you see what it is.
Best wishes, biff hawk. "
Oh, no. Coach. Steady. Steady.
Best wishes? Be-Best wishes! Oh!
[ Stammering,
sobbing ]
Rutland, Hjalmar Woccskyinska,
A 240-Pound husky
from broken jaw, Idaho.
Back home
during his summer vacations,
Hjalmar runs a training
school for prison guards.
[ Laughs ] and that completes
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