Men in Black: The Series (1997-2001): Season 1, Episode 10 - The Head Trip Syndrome - full transcript
Someone is messing with MIB's past to make sure they have no future!
No flowers, Agent Kay?
Welcome back,
Ambassador Nelik.
And where is Agent Dee
tonight?
Enjoying his retirement.
I have a new partner now.
[CHATTERING]
They wheeled out
all the geezers
for this one.
Laugh it up.
If it wasn't for Kay
and the original four
"geezers"
making first contact
that night,
MIB wouldn't be here
right now.
[WHIRRING]
This Karneezian Torque-Flammer
will take the human race
to another plane.
That's what you said
about the eight-track tape.
The Baltians return
every ten years to provide us
with new alien technologies.
Controlling those patents
is how MIB stays funded.
JAY: An alien world's fair.
Agent Kay has many good things
to say about you,
Slick.
Er, and Elle here
tells me you've given us
some great stuff.
The microwave,
fax machine, CAT scan.
Anything else I'd know?
[CLAPPING]
[ALL CLAMORING]MAN: Hey, who turned
off the lights?
[CLAPPING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[ALL CHATTERING]
[SPEAKING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
You'll excuse me, gentlemen.
Duty calls.
Hmm.
Yo, Tee,
wanna hear what's toppin'
the charts on Baltia?
Unless it's Perry Como,
I'll pass.
[BEEPS]
[HARSH STATIC PLAYS]
[GRUNTS]
The Mammalaka's loose.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Whose mama?
KAY: Hot sheets say
the Mammalaka's out on Islip.
Question is,
who's working with it?
[KEYS CLACKING][BEEPING]
Run background
on the Clemvets
and the Potronians.
Could be aiding and abetting.
Neither fits the pattern.
Non-aquatic based.
Crime scenes were
near the ocean.
The Gimrikk's planet
is 97.2% saltwater.
They're a higher probability.
Welcome to the job, Slick.
You heard the man,
Gimrikks it is.
Here, show you a short cut.[SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE]
Excuse me...
[SPEAKS GIBBERISH]
Kid, you've never pronounced
his name correctly before.
Never thought to pronounce it
phonetically before.
[BEEPING]As I expected.
We should get out to Coney.
You didn't mess with any
of that new Baltian
technology, did you?
I cannot propagate
a terminological
inexactitude.
I'll take that as a yes.
As for your
Cerebro-Accelerator,
I'm sorry to say,
absolutely not.
As with time travel,
it's one of those phenomena
the human race
simply isn't ready for.
Wasn't ready for, sir.
What do you think
this is, Junior?
These devices are not toys!
No apparent
physiological trauma.
Some odd synaptic
patterns, though.
Brain wave activity
is off the chart.
Hmm. Nine-letter word
for Greek water clock.
Clepsydra.
Queen to king's
knight seven.
Checkmate.ALL: What about the race?
I calculated
the equi-probabilities, boys,
and I'd go with
Java Jive in the fifth,
seven-to-one to win.
ALIEN 1: Oh, seven to one!ALIEN 2: Big bucks, big bucks!
ALL: Thanks, Jay.
Diagnosis?
This...
Is Jay's brain.
This is Jay's brain
running at 78.9% capacity.
Oodles more than
any normal human.
Near as we can figure,
the Cerebro-Accelerator
works like a RAM-doubler
for the mind.
Jay's intellect
has only begun to grow.
I'm already the
best-looking Man In Black,
and now I'm the smartest too.
There's a hitch.
In 22 hours...[EXPLOSION]
Jay's head becomes
Mount St. Helen's.
I spoke with Ambassador Nelik.
He knows of no way
to reverse the process.
Evolution is a one way street.
Don't be so sure.
I'm sending the Twins
into cyberspace
for inspiration.
When I first joined,
I mistook an
Ivotoki Gender Changer
for a phone booth.
Experience counts
for something.
I just wanna live long enough
to get some experience.
Who knows how long
any of us have?
Huh?
Tee?
Agent T?
Next thing I knew,
Tee vaporized.
What if I have uncontrollable
telekinetic powers?
Ace, maybe, you should
grab some shut-eye.
This big brain thing
is making you goofy.
What do you mean?
For someone to disappear,
he has to exist
in the first place.
There is no Agent Tee in MIB.
Hmm?Never has been.
You know, Tee.
One of the five originals.
There were only four of us
that night, Slick.
Believe me, I was there.
Yeah?
Cameras don't lie.
See, there's one, two,
three, four...
Where's Tee?
That was all of us.
And we're all here at MIB,
except Dee.
Hope all's well in
Miami Beach, old buddy.
You see that?
See what?
Dee just disappeared
from the picture.
Who's Dee?
Your original partner!
You're scaring me, kid.
You are the only partner
I've ever had.
[BEEPING]
[SPEAKING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
Scan this.
and run a spectro-analysis
for pixel manipulation.
Dee and Tee have to be
in here somewhere.
[SPEAKING ALIEN]
Kid thinks he's making
people disappear.
If the Cerebro-Accelerator
gave Jay telekinetic powers,
it would have shown up
on our diagnostics.
Make-believe people.
Oh, you mean
it's all in his...
AGENT H: Head?
Delusionary states could be
a side-effect of heightened
brain capacity.
That's what I'm afraid of, H.
Poor kid keeps insisting
there were five of us on that
country road that night.
Only three, you, me, and Q.
[BEEPING]
Nothing on either of 'em.[SPEAKS ALIEN]
It's like they never existed.
Kay, it's clear to me
that the Baltian accelerator
fried Jay's neuro-pathways.
Kay! [GROANS]
I got it!
It explains everything!
Slow down, Slick.
Explains what?
The Finney time theorem
postulates that once
an event has occurred,
its effect will ripple through
the remainder of existence.
Yes?
So, the only way
to erase someone from
the present completely
would be to eliminate them
in the past.
Which explains why
the MIB agents not only
physically vanished,
but why all traces of their
existence disappeared too,
including your
memories of them.
So, you're suggesting
someone's traveling
back in time
to eliminate MIB agents.
If this theorem is true,
then why do you
retain the memory of
non-existent people?
It's preposterous.
Wait a minute, H.
We're in the business
of preposterous.
Isn't it possible that
Junior's mental state
is so advanced,
his thoughts can somehow
exist out of time?
Ah, I suppose.
Well, I think we
should give Slick
the benefit of the doubt,
don't you?
[STATIC WHINES]
I don't suppose Agent H
rings a bell for anyone?
Let me guess.
We just witnessed
the Finney Theorem
and don't know it.
[STATIC]
Good guess.
If what you're saying is true,
it doesn't take a genius
to figure out
that someone's targeting
the original Men In Black.
But why?
Simple hypothetical syllogism.
No original agents,
would mean no MIB.
Ever.
When Agent H vaporized,
so did all of the medical
equipment he developed.
Organization's being
systematically erased
man by man.
Don't suppose it would
help to put Q and Kay
under heavy guard.
And sell popcorn
while we watch
them vaporize?
No matter how safe
they are in the present,
they're still vulnerable
in the past.
Liked him better when he only
thought he knew everything.
Okay, Slick.
You're the only one
with a road map on this one.
Zed outlawed
time travel devices,
so we must
ask ourselves,
where would our
mystery perp acquire one?
JEEBS: I run an honest
little shop here, Kay.
[POWERING]Oh.
Okay, let's just suppose
I came into a Quarthanite
RD-27 Time Jumper.
Who's got it, Jeebs?
A Yelsgup?
A Kemanoid?
A Pygossist?
A human.
You sold a Quarthanite
Time Jumper to a human?
No.
The guy was crazy, Kay.
Even for a homo sapien.
He was ranting about how
aliens don't belong here.
Stole it and clocked me
for good measure.
Told me to enjoy my stay
on Earth while it lasted.
What's his name?
Well, what do you think,
he signed a guest book?
What'd he look like?
I can't remember.
All you bipeds
look alike to me.
Let's try a visual aid.
[GROANING]
Expanded intellect's
really brought out
the artist in you, Slick.
[JEEBS GROANING]
Am I warm?
His eyes were
closer together.
Chin was kinda squared off.
That's him!
Let's go.
[FLAPPING LIPS]
Do you have any idea
how much that stings?
[BEEPING]
JAY: Got it.
Say hello to
Edmund Clark Moffat.
128 Hauser,
Apartment 3G.
KAY: MIB![GUNS POWERING UP]
He's a fan.
He's been watching us.
Care to provide
a personality profile?
Conspiracy nut.
Stumbled upon
Men In Black by accident.
Fears aliens.
Blames MIB for first contact.
Not realizing we keep
the bad ones out.
It's not about good
or bad with him.
Hate crimes are irrational.
So, in his warped mind,
if the MIB never existed...
Aliens wouldn't be living
in his backyard.
Here's his hit parade.
What's left of it.
JAY: Oh, no.
Company picnic is gonna
be awful lonely this year.
So, I'm next.
No more you.
Bye, bye, MIB.
Jay, no more MIB
puts you back in the NYPD
with a normal,
non-volcanic brain.
Not an option.
I won't let Moffat
erase my partner.
Lemme guess,
Q gave you the LTD?
Never mind.
[ENGINE RUNNING NOISILY]
Okay,
how do we nail a guy
who's committing crimes
in the past?
We don't have a time machine.
Don't need one.
We nail him in the present.
What?
He commutes.
Our former identities
were deleted from
all public records
when we joined MIB, right?
So, even though
Moffat's been watching,
he doesn't know who you are.
Only way he would know
where to find me in the past,
would be to research my files.
At MIB itself.
You need a pedicure?
This is MIB headquarters.
Nobody joined for the glamour.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[BELL TINKLING]
Ladies.
Hello, Kay.Hi, Kay.
A mind is a terrible thing
to waste, son.
You don't have much time left.
Don't remind me.
How are the Twins doing
with my cure?
Twins?
Suddenly, my future is looking
like one big migraine.
[CRACKLING]
Computer room.
[CRACKLING]
[BEEPING AND WHIRRING]
JAY: Human technology.
So darn unreliable.
Alien lover!
Looking for me, Moffat?
Yes.
Yes, I am.[BEEPING]
[CRACKLING]
[SCREAMS]
Ha! I'll be outside
watching MIB become
just another place
to get your nails done.[GROANING]
[CRACKLING]
[GROANS]
[GASPS]
Help me!VOICE: Somebody help, please!
Hey, help us!
Help me.MANY VOICES: Help! Help us.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTING]
[ALL PANTING]
I saw the missing agents.
They're not dead.
Moffat must have...
Trapped them in a
dimension out of time.
How do we get them out?
JAY: Freeze!
Oh, no.
Finney Theorem?
Yep.
[CRACKLING]
What do you say, Slick?
Time waits for no one.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Where are we?
Correction.
When are we?
You stopped Moffat
before he got my vitals
off the computer.
That leaves only one place,
one time he'd be certain
to find me.
And I'm right on time.
KAY: Here come the Baltians.
Let's find Moffat!
[STRETCHING][GROANING]
Ahh! Go on without me.
I'll be all right.
[JAY GRUNTS]
Elizabeth, will you...
[CRACKLING]What the heck?
[TIRES SCREECHING]
Hey! Who are you?
[GRUNTS]
It all ends with you,
country boy.
And no more Men in Black.
And no more bug-eyed,
tentacle-waving aliens.
[STUTTERING] Mister,
I don't know what
you're talking about.
And you never will!
[GASPS]
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
Heck of a throw.
Do I know you?
I used to be from around here.
What is that thing?
Why don't you go find out?
I, I don't know.
I'm kinda late for
a pretty important date.
Looks cool, though.
KAY: Son,
take these.
For effect.
Earth is for earthlings.
[CRACKLING]'Cause we're gonna
have a rematch,
in say, oh,
about five minutes ago.
[GRUNTING]
JAY: [PAINFULLY]
If you... Remember to.
KAY: You've never
heard of the MIB.
Aliens don't exist.
[HALTINGLY] And, remember,
nobody likes a bigot.
[GROANS]
[PANTING]
Agents made it.
Now, let's get you back
to the future, Slick.
I don't... Have a future.
Sure you do.
KAY: You just have
to stop at the party.
Hmm.
[CRACKLING]JAY: [BOOMING VOICE]
Don't touch that!
Okay.
And then some kind
of vortex appeared.
Uh-huh.
And my own voice
came out of it.
You've been working
too hard, sport.It's true.
And then it yells at me,
"Don't touch that!"
KAY: Sound advice.
Alien technology
is powerful stuff.
You never know what
it's capable of doing.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
Welcome back,
Ambassador Nelik.
And where is Agent Dee
tonight?
Enjoying his retirement.
I have a new partner now.
[CHATTERING]
They wheeled out
all the geezers
for this one.
Laugh it up.
If it wasn't for Kay
and the original four
"geezers"
making first contact
that night,
MIB wouldn't be here
right now.
[WHIRRING]
This Karneezian Torque-Flammer
will take the human race
to another plane.
That's what you said
about the eight-track tape.
The Baltians return
every ten years to provide us
with new alien technologies.
Controlling those patents
is how MIB stays funded.
JAY: An alien world's fair.
Agent Kay has many good things
to say about you,
Slick.
Er, and Elle here
tells me you've given us
some great stuff.
The microwave,
fax machine, CAT scan.
Anything else I'd know?
[CLAPPING]
[ALL CLAMORING]MAN: Hey, who turned
off the lights?
[CLAPPING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[ALL CHATTERING]
[SPEAKING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
You'll excuse me, gentlemen.
Duty calls.
Hmm.
Yo, Tee,
wanna hear what's toppin'
the charts on Baltia?
Unless it's Perry Como,
I'll pass.
[BEEPS]
[HARSH STATIC PLAYS]
[GRUNTS]
The Mammalaka's loose.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Whose mama?
KAY: Hot sheets say
the Mammalaka's out on Islip.
Question is,
who's working with it?
[KEYS CLACKING][BEEPING]
Run background
on the Clemvets
and the Potronians.
Could be aiding and abetting.
Neither fits the pattern.
Non-aquatic based.
Crime scenes were
near the ocean.
The Gimrikk's planet
is 97.2% saltwater.
They're a higher probability.
Welcome to the job, Slick.
You heard the man,
Gimrikks it is.
Here, show you a short cut.[SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE]
Excuse me...
[SPEAKS GIBBERISH]
Kid, you've never pronounced
his name correctly before.
Never thought to pronounce it
phonetically before.
[BEEPING]As I expected.
We should get out to Coney.
You didn't mess with any
of that new Baltian
technology, did you?
I cannot propagate
a terminological
inexactitude.
I'll take that as a yes.
As for your
Cerebro-Accelerator,
I'm sorry to say,
absolutely not.
As with time travel,
it's one of those phenomena
the human race
simply isn't ready for.
Wasn't ready for, sir.
What do you think
this is, Junior?
These devices are not toys!
No apparent
physiological trauma.
Some odd synaptic
patterns, though.
Brain wave activity
is off the chart.
Hmm. Nine-letter word
for Greek water clock.
Clepsydra.
Queen to king's
knight seven.
Checkmate.ALL: What about the race?
I calculated
the equi-probabilities, boys,
and I'd go with
Java Jive in the fifth,
seven-to-one to win.
ALIEN 1: Oh, seven to one!ALIEN 2: Big bucks, big bucks!
ALL: Thanks, Jay.
Diagnosis?
This...
Is Jay's brain.
This is Jay's brain
running at 78.9% capacity.
Oodles more than
any normal human.
Near as we can figure,
the Cerebro-Accelerator
works like a RAM-doubler
for the mind.
Jay's intellect
has only begun to grow.
I'm already the
best-looking Man In Black,
and now I'm the smartest too.
There's a hitch.
In 22 hours...[EXPLOSION]
Jay's head becomes
Mount St. Helen's.
I spoke with Ambassador Nelik.
He knows of no way
to reverse the process.
Evolution is a one way street.
Don't be so sure.
I'm sending the Twins
into cyberspace
for inspiration.
When I first joined,
I mistook an
Ivotoki Gender Changer
for a phone booth.
Experience counts
for something.
I just wanna live long enough
to get some experience.
Who knows how long
any of us have?
Huh?
Tee?
Agent T?
Next thing I knew,
Tee vaporized.
What if I have uncontrollable
telekinetic powers?
Ace, maybe, you should
grab some shut-eye.
This big brain thing
is making you goofy.
What do you mean?
For someone to disappear,
he has to exist
in the first place.
There is no Agent Tee in MIB.
Hmm?Never has been.
You know, Tee.
One of the five originals.
There were only four of us
that night, Slick.
Believe me, I was there.
Yeah?
Cameras don't lie.
See, there's one, two,
three, four...
Where's Tee?
That was all of us.
And we're all here at MIB,
except Dee.
Hope all's well in
Miami Beach, old buddy.
You see that?
See what?
Dee just disappeared
from the picture.
Who's Dee?
Your original partner!
You're scaring me, kid.
You are the only partner
I've ever had.
[BEEPING]
[SPEAKING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
Scan this.
and run a spectro-analysis
for pixel manipulation.
Dee and Tee have to be
in here somewhere.
[SPEAKING ALIEN]
Kid thinks he's making
people disappear.
If the Cerebro-Accelerator
gave Jay telekinetic powers,
it would have shown up
on our diagnostics.
Make-believe people.
Oh, you mean
it's all in his...
AGENT H: Head?
Delusionary states could be
a side-effect of heightened
brain capacity.
That's what I'm afraid of, H.
Poor kid keeps insisting
there were five of us on that
country road that night.
Only three, you, me, and Q.
[BEEPING]
Nothing on either of 'em.[SPEAKS ALIEN]
It's like they never existed.
Kay, it's clear to me
that the Baltian accelerator
fried Jay's neuro-pathways.
Kay! [GROANS]
I got it!
It explains everything!
Slow down, Slick.
Explains what?
The Finney time theorem
postulates that once
an event has occurred,
its effect will ripple through
the remainder of existence.
Yes?
So, the only way
to erase someone from
the present completely
would be to eliminate them
in the past.
Which explains why
the MIB agents not only
physically vanished,
but why all traces of their
existence disappeared too,
including your
memories of them.
So, you're suggesting
someone's traveling
back in time
to eliminate MIB agents.
If this theorem is true,
then why do you
retain the memory of
non-existent people?
It's preposterous.
Wait a minute, H.
We're in the business
of preposterous.
Isn't it possible that
Junior's mental state
is so advanced,
his thoughts can somehow
exist out of time?
Ah, I suppose.
Well, I think we
should give Slick
the benefit of the doubt,
don't you?
[STATIC WHINES]
I don't suppose Agent H
rings a bell for anyone?
Let me guess.
We just witnessed
the Finney Theorem
and don't know it.
[STATIC]
Good guess.
If what you're saying is true,
it doesn't take a genius
to figure out
that someone's targeting
the original Men In Black.
But why?
Simple hypothetical syllogism.
No original agents,
would mean no MIB.
Ever.
When Agent H vaporized,
so did all of the medical
equipment he developed.
Organization's being
systematically erased
man by man.
Don't suppose it would
help to put Q and Kay
under heavy guard.
And sell popcorn
while we watch
them vaporize?
No matter how safe
they are in the present,
they're still vulnerable
in the past.
Liked him better when he only
thought he knew everything.
Okay, Slick.
You're the only one
with a road map on this one.
Zed outlawed
time travel devices,
so we must
ask ourselves,
where would our
mystery perp acquire one?
JEEBS: I run an honest
little shop here, Kay.
[POWERING]Oh.
Okay, let's just suppose
I came into a Quarthanite
RD-27 Time Jumper.
Who's got it, Jeebs?
A Yelsgup?
A Kemanoid?
A Pygossist?
A human.
You sold a Quarthanite
Time Jumper to a human?
No.
The guy was crazy, Kay.
Even for a homo sapien.
He was ranting about how
aliens don't belong here.
Stole it and clocked me
for good measure.
Told me to enjoy my stay
on Earth while it lasted.
What's his name?
Well, what do you think,
he signed a guest book?
What'd he look like?
I can't remember.
All you bipeds
look alike to me.
Let's try a visual aid.
[GROANING]
Expanded intellect's
really brought out
the artist in you, Slick.
[JEEBS GROANING]
Am I warm?
His eyes were
closer together.
Chin was kinda squared off.
That's him!
Let's go.
[FLAPPING LIPS]
Do you have any idea
how much that stings?
[BEEPING]
JAY: Got it.
Say hello to
Edmund Clark Moffat.
128 Hauser,
Apartment 3G.
KAY: MIB![GUNS POWERING UP]
He's a fan.
He's been watching us.
Care to provide
a personality profile?
Conspiracy nut.
Stumbled upon
Men In Black by accident.
Fears aliens.
Blames MIB for first contact.
Not realizing we keep
the bad ones out.
It's not about good
or bad with him.
Hate crimes are irrational.
So, in his warped mind,
if the MIB never existed...
Aliens wouldn't be living
in his backyard.
Here's his hit parade.
What's left of it.
JAY: Oh, no.
Company picnic is gonna
be awful lonely this year.
So, I'm next.
No more you.
Bye, bye, MIB.
Jay, no more MIB
puts you back in the NYPD
with a normal,
non-volcanic brain.
Not an option.
I won't let Moffat
erase my partner.
Lemme guess,
Q gave you the LTD?
Never mind.
[ENGINE RUNNING NOISILY]
Okay,
how do we nail a guy
who's committing crimes
in the past?
We don't have a time machine.
Don't need one.
We nail him in the present.
What?
He commutes.
Our former identities
were deleted from
all public records
when we joined MIB, right?
So, even though
Moffat's been watching,
he doesn't know who you are.
Only way he would know
where to find me in the past,
would be to research my files.
At MIB itself.
You need a pedicure?
This is MIB headquarters.
Nobody joined for the glamour.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[BELL TINKLING]
Ladies.
Hello, Kay.Hi, Kay.
A mind is a terrible thing
to waste, son.
You don't have much time left.
Don't remind me.
How are the Twins doing
with my cure?
Twins?
Suddenly, my future is looking
like one big migraine.
[CRACKLING]
Computer room.
[CRACKLING]
[BEEPING AND WHIRRING]
JAY: Human technology.
So darn unreliable.
Alien lover!
Looking for me, Moffat?
Yes.
Yes, I am.[BEEPING]
[CRACKLING]
[SCREAMS]
Ha! I'll be outside
watching MIB become
just another place
to get your nails done.[GROANING]
[CRACKLING]
[GROANS]
[GASPS]
Help me!VOICE: Somebody help, please!
Hey, help us!
Help me.MANY VOICES: Help! Help us.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTING]
[ALL PANTING]
I saw the missing agents.
They're not dead.
Moffat must have...
Trapped them in a
dimension out of time.
How do we get them out?
JAY: Freeze!
Oh, no.
Finney Theorem?
Yep.
[CRACKLING]
What do you say, Slick?
Time waits for no one.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Where are we?
Correction.
When are we?
You stopped Moffat
before he got my vitals
off the computer.
That leaves only one place,
one time he'd be certain
to find me.
And I'm right on time.
KAY: Here come the Baltians.
Let's find Moffat!
[STRETCHING][GROANING]
Ahh! Go on without me.
I'll be all right.
[JAY GRUNTS]
Elizabeth, will you...
[CRACKLING]What the heck?
[TIRES SCREECHING]
Hey! Who are you?
[GRUNTS]
It all ends with you,
country boy.
And no more Men in Black.
And no more bug-eyed,
tentacle-waving aliens.
[STUTTERING] Mister,
I don't know what
you're talking about.
And you never will!
[GASPS]
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
Heck of a throw.
Do I know you?
I used to be from around here.
What is that thing?
Why don't you go find out?
I, I don't know.
I'm kinda late for
a pretty important date.
Looks cool, though.
KAY: Son,
take these.
For effect.
Earth is for earthlings.
[CRACKLING]'Cause we're gonna
have a rematch,
in say, oh,
about five minutes ago.
[GRUNTING]
JAY: [PAINFULLY]
If you... Remember to.
KAY: You've never
heard of the MIB.
Aliens don't exist.
[HALTINGLY] And, remember,
nobody likes a bigot.
[GROANS]
[PANTING]
Agents made it.
Now, let's get you back
to the future, Slick.
I don't... Have a future.
Sure you do.
KAY: You just have
to stop at the party.
Hmm.
[CRACKLING]JAY: [BOOMING VOICE]
Don't touch that!
Okay.
And then some kind
of vortex appeared.
Uh-huh.
And my own voice
came out of it.
You've been working
too hard, sport.It's true.
And then it yells at me,
"Don't touch that!"
KAY: Sound advice.
Alien technology
is powerful stuff.
You never know what
it's capable of doing.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]