- The Android: We will need to land in a forested area approximately six kilometers from the community.
- Three: Guess that means we're hiking.
- The Android: Only to a local dealership, where I've arranged for us to pick up a vehicle I pre-purchanged from "DriveDeal.com" I got double reward points.
- Five: Someday you'll find that special someone. Who knows, maybe that someone is already closer than you think?
- [Looks at Madison]
- Jake Connor: Ew, no. She's my cousin!
- Five: Oh, well, maybe not her.
- Madison: I can't believe your neighbor's an alien. You're so lucky.
- Jake Connor: This is the greatest thing to happen to me since Lila Marks got scabies and they shut down the school for a week.
- Professor Brophey: Where did you get your Blink Drive?
- Three: Ah, it's a long story.
- Professor Brophey: You stole it?
- Three: Okay, that's the short version.
- The Android: Remember...
- [to Two and Three]
- The Android: ... You're a couple.
- [to Six]
- The Android: We're a couple.
- [to Five]
- The Android: And you're a disaffected youth committed to sulking and avoiding all social discourse.
- [Five frowns]
- The Android: Perfect.
- Two: You guys look ridiculous.
- The Android: They look contemporary. You're each an archetype of the era.
- [Turns to Two]
- The Android: Soccer mom
- [Five]
- The Android: Goth chick
- [Six]
- The Android: Salary man
- [Three]
- The Android: And...... slob.
- Two: And you are?
- The Android: An upwardly mobile suburban professional.
- Six: Shouldn't you be staying back here with the ship?
- The Android: I can place the ship under lockdown and maintain neural monitoring. It should be perfectly safe given their level of technology.
- Three: You might have a tough time fitting in.
- The Android: Unfortunately, the upgrade was damaged by the mind-hack, but my ability to access the planetary data hub makes me an indispensable source of information for this outing.
- Three: Still, I'm not so sure...
- The Android: In... dispensable.
- Debra Connor: Hey, you made it.
- The Android: We baked cookies for the occasion. How many guests are you expecting?
- Debra Connor: Oh, um, maybe 40.
- The Android: That's 1.67 cookies per guest. Please apportion accordingly.
- Miles Connor: If they could just establish a running game, they'd be tough to beat this year.
- Six: I think they can go all the way.
- Miles Connor: I hope so!
- [Leaves]
- Six: What's football?
- The Android: A team sport that was greatly revered in this era. Its popularity rivaled that of e-sports and Quidditch.
- Six: You can fix it, right? You can use the Drive to get us back.
- The Android: I can try. But it make take some time.
- Three: Time. That's very funny.
- The Android: [Confused] That wasn't a joke.
- Two: This is my brother-in-law, Mal.
- Six: Hi.
- Miles Connor: Mal. What's that short for?
- Six: Mal... vik.
- The Android: It's Old Norse. His mother was one-quarter Viking.
- Three: Okay, so what are you gonna do?
- Professor Brophey: The only thing I can do. Take the Blink Drive further into the past, where no one will ever find me.
- Five: [Enters] I don't think so.
- Three: Just in time. No pun intended.
- The Android: We still need supplies.
- [Passes list]
- Two: [Reads] Two quarts of milk. One dozen eggs. Butter?
- The Android: Yes. Unsalted, please.
- Three: Twelve by nineteen non-stick cookie sheet.
- The Android: I'm making something to bring to today's party, as is the custom.
- Six: We don't have time to be running errands.
- Two: Or going to parties.
- The Android: I sincerely hope we find the source of the signal quickly, but in the event we don't, we might be here a while. I suggest we try to fit in.
- Five: Toilet paper?
- The Android: Two-ply. But see what's on special.
- The Android: Six hundred years' worth of stellar drift, approximately. It's the only possible explanation.
- Two: Wait, are you saying we traveled through time?
- Three: We went 600 years into the future?
- The Android: No, of course not.
- Three: Good. Had me going there for a second.
- The Android: ...We've traveled 600 years into the past.
- Professor Brophey: I couldn't take the Drive with me. Instead, I hid a recall command in the program.
- Two: Then you built another one and escaped to the past.
- Three: So you ran away.
- Professor Brophey: I was being hunted by a corporation!
- Three: Join the club.
- The Android: If we do create a paradox, the results could be less than desirable.
- Two: Care to be a little more specific?
- The Android: Of course, no one knows for certain what will happen. There are competing theories. We could simply return to a future that we find unrecognizable.
- Six: Wasn't that great to begin with.
- The Android: Or we could all simply cease to exist.
- Two: Well. Let's hope it's not the same drive, then.
- The Android: I was able to manipulate the planetary data hub and establish false identities and bank accounts for all of us.
- Three: If it's that easy to steal, I might start to like it here.
- The Android: We didn't move at all. Pollux did. As well as all of the other stars.
- Six: What does that mean?
- Three: Means she finally blew a gasket. Was only a matter of time.
- Three: I guess you guys don't get much excitement around here, huh?
- Miles Connor: Oh, yeah. You'd be surprised.
- Three: Yeah?
- Miles Connor: For instance, at last week's potluck, Mario Vidali made wings so spicy they sent Maeve Barclay to emergency.
- Three: [laughs] Oh. You're serious.