INT. HIGH-TECH LAB - THE TEAM
listens as Dr. Mellinger addresses them.
 MELLINGER |
Gentlemen, according to an international treaty that will be signed thirty years from now, transporting arms through time is prohibited. However, we can provide you with some things that will be very helpful in nineteen thirty-three. |
He hands out sardine cans.
MELLINGER
(continuing)|
Now, this may seem like an ordinary can of sardines, but when it's opened it becomes a sophisticated... |
Mellinger rolls open a can and holds it to his ear.
MELLINGER
(continuing)
Butkus opens his can and puts it up to his ear, pouring sardines all over himself.
BUTKUS
(oblivious)
MELLINGER|
Oops. Well, in the meantime, men, I'm going to distribute survival kits to you and go over their contents. |
He starts handing out tiny, cigarette pack-sized kits.
MELLINGER
(continuing)|
As I read from the list, verify that you have all the needed supplies. |
They unzip their little survival kits and open them.
MELLINGER
(continuing)|
Each kit should contain the following: Five hundred dollars in Deutchmarks; five hundred dollars in gold coins; one Hershey Bar, milk chocolate, no nuts -- |
THE FRIDGE
MELLINGER
(to The Fridge)
(continuing)|
Two pairs of nylon stockings; one Bic Disposable Shaver; one miniaturized English-German German-English phrase book -- |
THE BOZ|
Wait. A razor, but no shaving cream? |
MELLINGER
(to The Boz)|
We didn't have room. Pick some up in nineteen thirty-three. |
(continuing)|
To continue... One miniaturized roll of toilet paper; one pack of knockout gum; one package of string cheese; one miniaturized Dell Find-a-Word puzzle book; and one miniaturized mechanical pencil. |
CLOSE SHOT - BUTKUS
as he tries to pick up the microscopic pencil in his oversized fingers.
INT. TEAM BARRACKS - NIGHT - THE MEN
are in their bunks, ready for bed.
CLOSE SHOT - MADDEN
reads a biography of Einstein, so engrossed he's unaware he's popping a stick of knockout gum into his mouth.
CLOSE SHOT - THE FRIDGE
is eating his miniaturized Hershey Bar.
CLOSE SHOT - CSONKA
is writing a letter to his mom.
CSONKA'S THOUGHTS (V.O.)
|
Dear Mom... the next time you hear from me I'll be writing to you from the year nineteen thirty-three, which means you'll have received this letter already, so -- never mind. |
He starts crossing out his writing as we
EXT. PRINCETON CAMPUS - WIDE - DAWN
of a new day as the sun rises and we
INT. TEAM BARRACKS - THE TEAM
is asleep, but they are soon awakened by the sound of a recorded voice being piped in on a speaker.
PRESIDENT'S VOICE (V.O.)
|
Good morning men, this is President Bill Clinton. On behalf of myself, and Hillary, and Chelsea, and Socks, and the entire White House staff, I just want to wish you all the best of luck on this dangerous -- some would say foolhardy -- mission you're about to undertake. We are proud of you men no matter what happens, and let's hope that somehow you guys get through this and make it back here in one piece, and that we'll see all of you on the White House lawn real soon. And -- give my best regards to Einstein. |
MADDEN|
You heard him, men. I don't think you need a pep talk for this one. Let's go. |
The team is sufficiently roused as we
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