The Jensen Project

Screaming like a little girl

won't help me fly this baby!

Uh...

Captain to co-captain...

"Captain" implies

that you actually know...

how to fly this thing.

Relax! It's just

like Nitromaniacs.

That's a video game!

This is an airplane!

And when my mom

finds out we stole it...

We didn't steal it.

It's Jensen property.

I'm a Jensen employee,

and we're on a Jensen mission.

She'll buy that!

Oh, I'm so dead!

Not if we get back

the molecular assembler...

and save the world!

Trust me, you'll go from

juvie to hero in one night.

Assuming I survive this...

- Hang on!

- Ahh!

Brody, how many times

do I have to tell you...

to use a glass?

Brody!

Ah! Oh!

Ah...

Thanks!

Keys! Keys!

Has anybody seen my keys?

Entryway table.

Not there.

The pants you were

wearing last night.

Here.

You're a genius!

Ow! Ow!

So I've been told.

Hey, Mom, I don't

feel that great.

Can I stay home?

- You don't seem feverish.

- Well...

It... it's more in my chest.

You stay up late,

texting your friends,

leave your homework

to the last possible second,

and now all of a sudden

you're sick?

I don't think so!

But what if I infect

the whole school?

Luckily, your father's

specialty is immunology!

Brody...

Listen, I know you

find school boring.

Just try to make

the most of it, okay?.

Whatever.

- Is everything okay?

- Fine.

Are you sure?

We'll talk about it

another time.

Suit yourself.

Oh, I gotta go. I booked satellite time

for my students. I can't be late.

Whoa! I already am late!

This is Claire Thompson.

We're not home.

But you can leave a message

after the beep.

You stay up late...

last possible second.

You don't seem feverish.

Infect the whole school...

Marshall Heights High School.

This is Mrs. Johnson.

How may I help you?

This is Claire Thompson.

Brody stayed up late.

He seems feverish.

We don't want him

to infect the whole school.

- We're gonna keep him home.

- Thanks for calling.

If com sat

is at current position,

and travelling

at a constant speed,

who can tell me how long

we'll maintain contact...

at maximum-signal performance?

Anyone?

Quiz on chapters

Please be prepared!

Nice work, Josh.

Can't believe

we got satellite time!

I called in a favor.

I just thought the class

would be more into it, though.

Can I ask you

a question?

- Sure.

- You went to MIT...

and graduated

with 2 advanced degrees.

Instead of telling us

about the latest tech,

why aren't you

designing it?

I have to take this.

I'll see you Monday.

Claire Thompson.

Hi, Mrs. Thompson!

It's Mrs. Banks

I wanted to let you know, I emailed Brody

his homework assignment.

Why?

- The office said you called.

- I called?

About his being sick today.

Right.

I hope he feels better.

Not likely!

Not after

I get done with him.

E...

I...

O...

U...

Whoo!

It's like he can't

get a full breath.

Does he have

a history of asthma?

- No.

- Huh. Bronchitis?

No.

- Laryngitis?

- No.

Sinusitis?

- No.

- Rhinitis?

No.

- Pneumothoraxis?

- No.

- Aspergillosis?

- Mm-mmm.

Hmm...

You a smoker?

No, sir.

That's good.

Keep it up.

Okay...

Open wide.

Ahh...

Okay, I found

the problem, I think.

Your son...

has a very bad case

of rhinosis...

gummerius...

Is that serious?

Not very...

Quint!

I am so sorry to have

wasted your time, Doctor!

It could've been worse.

It could've been

a real worm.

Rough day?

Nothing worth

talking about.

What are you doing here?

- It's Brody.

- What now?

- He cut school, again!

- What do you mean, again?

The school said that

he used your letterhead...

to write notes 3 times

in the last 2 months...

and that the next absence would

require a call from one of us.

So he faked my voice.

Okay, how'd he do that?

I have no idea,

but he was convincing enough

to fool his teachers.

Ha-ha! Clever kid!

Too clever for

his own good!

Maybe that's the problem!

Maybe he's in

the wrong environment...

- to...

- Matt, don't start.

Not talking about it

won't solve the problem, Claire.

What is it?

Ingrid?

Claire, what a surprise

to see you here.

Uh...

ditto.

So, uh...

to what do we owe the honor

after all these years?

The Jensen Project

is in trouble.

I came to ask Claire

to help us.

Me?

You want me to help you?

Okay, why don't we, uh...

all sit down and we'll talk about this...

You two can talk all you want.

I'm outta here!

Claire...

Honey, wait.

- Claire... Claire! Hey!

- No! No! No!

When I needed her,

she was not there for me!

There is no way

I'm gonna...

Let's...

When Edwin humiliated you...

Today...

we've just witnessed

utter failure.

You were understandably

hurt by what he said.

Hurt?

As her mentor, I...

I should've recognized

the limitations...

of her talent

and intellect.

- I was devastated.

- I know, what he said was cruel.

Your work...

isn't good enough.

You...

aren't good enough.

I admired Edwin more than

you could possibly imagine.

I think what hurt more

than his words...

was knowing how badly

I disappointed him.

Nobody understands better

than me how it's haunted you.

And I know you don't

wanna hear this,

but I still think

we should talk to Ingrid.

Why?

Because maybe it's

an opportunity!

What are you talking about?

An opportunity for what?

I don't know!

I don't know.

To revisit the past!

To somehow repair the damage

that was done to you.

I have no idea.

But it...

It can't hurt to hear

what Ingrid has to say!

Please, Claire.

Do this for me.

Edwin left

the Jensen Project.

Took his whole team...

and several

experimental projects,

including yours.

So what?

It didn't work. Remember?

It works now.

After you left,

Edwin continued your research

on electro nanobots.

He what?

And over the years,

he perfected

the work that you created.

This technology can save

millions of lives.

It can just as easily

destroy millions.

I don't follow you. What...

Nanobots are computers

the size of molecules.

They can be implanted

in human tissue.

In a battle,

for example,

a soldier is wounded.

If he's implanted

with a nanobot,

it could tell the medics

his exact location.

It could even stabilize

his bodily functions.

That's good, isn't it?

Unless the enemy

gets control...

of the computer that

manages the nanobots.

They could wipe out

an entire army...

by giving every soldier

in the field a massive coronary.

By simply

pressing a button.

This technology

could be a blessing,

or it could be

a nightmare,

depending on

who's controlling it.

And right now

that's Edwin?

That's why

I've come to you.

When Edwin left,

he wiped the drives clean.

I have no idea how he got

from my model to...

You have more of an idea

than anyone else!

Certainly anyone else

in the Jensen family!

I haven't been in the Jensen family

in a long time.

- Why not go to the authorities?

- If the media got wind of this...

the negative spin could

destroy the Jensen Project...

and all of the good

work we've done!

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