'Rama Trilogy Part 1: Blast to the Past
By: Officer 1BDI
I wrote this script long before Luck of the Fryish and that whole fiasco with his older brother, "Yancy". This, coincidentally, is also about his family. My version,
anyway. On a side note, these fics are also at www.fanfiction.net, along with Kryten's, Allen's, BumbleBee Theta's, Nurdbot's, etc; so by all means, check out
that site and submit your own work.
BTTP- Part 1
CAPTION: Coming now to a TV in front of you.
TV SCREEN: Scene from South Park
TEXT: February 12th, 3003
INT PLANET EXPRESS BUILDING-- PE CONFERENCE
Here we find the PE crew, lounging around
the table, doing whatever. FRY is leaning back in his chair, observing his co-workers.
LEELA and HERMES are sitting across from him, currently obsessed with a stack
of papers in front of them. BENDER is in two places at once. His body is propped
up in his own chair, with his chest cavity door wide open. Inside the cavity
is a small TV set. Bender's head is on the table, watching the TV, occasionally
shouting out obscenities at the screen...
BENDER: No! Take the ball to the _other_
side of the court! C'mon, Jenkins, I've got two grand on this game!
Meanwhile, the so-called "Doctor" ZOIDBERG
is chowing down on some weird green slimy stuff that looks like some freakish
mixture between a cheese pizza and seaweed. From the ship's engine, the Cantonese
cussing of AMY can be heard. CUBERT and SCRUFFY are nowhere to be seen; Cubert's
taking a class at Mar's University, while our janitor Scruffy... well, here's
a little story for you; Scruffy had quit back in late 3002, after he used the
professor's What-If machine to discover that he'd become rich if he manufactured
Robot Oil instead. They'd never heard from him again, but a month after he quit,
there was a news report on a group of hay-wire robots raiding the newest Oil
Mine. The owner was nowhere to be found.
As for the professor; FARNSWORTH is
at the head of the table, tinkering away at what looked like a bicycle helmet
with Christmas lights. No one seems to be paying attention to him, and he doesn't
seem to care.
BENDER: Oh gawd! You LOST! You bastards,
you lost me two grand! I... oh, forget it.
Bender snarls as he reaches in to turn
off his TV. His head turns to stare at the professor and his invention.
BENDER: Oh God, what is _that_ supposed
FARNSWORTH: (looks up an smiles) Why,
I'm glad you asked, my friend. Attention everyone! (Everyone looks at him. Amy
comes down from the ship.) I'd like to introduce you all to my latest and greatest
invention; the Mind Reader!
He looks around the room cautiously,
then leans over towards Leela, whispering what everyone else can hear anyway.
FARNSWORTH: It can read minds, you know.
AMY: Well guh!
FRY: (looks the machine over cautiously)
How does it work?
He immediately regrets asking.
FARNSWORTH: Well, it's a very complicated
system of wiring and computer sources that send out a radar to the corneas in
your eye, transmitting a....
CUT TO- PE CONFERENCE ROOM- LATER
It's at least a few hours later. Fry
looks around lazily and noticed that half the crew has fallen asleep. The professor
is still going on strong.
FARNSWORTH: (CONT.) ...thus by connecting
to the nervous system, will enhance the signal and shoot back into the Reader
SFX: VIDEO PHONE RING
Everyone but Farnsworth jumps out of
EVERYONE: I'll get it!
CUT TO- PE KITCHEN
They all race into the kitchen, but Hermes
gets to the phone first. Without bothering to turn on the screen, he picks up
HERMES: (gasping) He..hello? (PAUSE,
turns to crew looking disappointed) It's for you, Leela.
The rest of the crew groans and reluctantly
drag themselves out of the room. Leela takes the phone from Hermes and waits
until they've all left before turning the screen on and speaking.
TERRY: Leela, we need you to come down
to the labs today, pronto!
LEELA: (scowling) Oh no, Terry! You're
not getting me back there again, not after what I went through!
TERRY: But this is an emergency! (Horrified)
There is a _child_ loose in the facility!
LEELA: You call _that_ an emergency?
TERRY: You don't understand. He's been
hiding from us all day; we haven't been able to assign him his chip. He refuses
to come out unless we help him find "his mommy".
LEELA: (snaps) So, then get him his mom.
Or his dad.
TERRY: You don't understand. We found
him in the Cryogenics Room last night.
Leela ponders this for a second.
TERRY: (CONT.) Please Leela! You're the
only one who was ever good with kids! We already tested him. Then he got away
from us and... well... we need you to...
LEELA: *Sigh* Fine, I'll come down today.
But it's just for the kid, nothing else.
Leela hangs up the phone and heads for
the conference room.
CUT TO- PE CONFERENCE ROOM
There, the Professor is still dragging
on. Leela (gladly) interrupts him.
LEELA: Professor, I have an emergency
crisis that I need to attend to.
FARNSWORTH: Wha... oh, yes, go on if
you must. But you'll be missing out on my lecture.
FRY: (gapping) There's _another_ lecture?
FARNSWORTH: Oh yes. My long, dreary,
boring as hell lecture.
FRY: Wait, Leela! Take me with you!
He jumps out of his seat and grabs her
arm, dragging her towards the door. Bender joins him and grabs the other arm.
BENDER: Oh please! Pleasepleasepleeeeaassseee
take us! We promise we won't ask you for anything else, ever!
LEELA: No! I have to do this alone. You
guys'll just screw something up.
Suddenly, he turns sly and whips out
a few photos from his chest. He whispers to Leela while waving them around for
all to see.
BENDER: If you don't, I've got some rather
revealing photos that the world wide web will crave for!
Leela snatches the pictures away from
Bender and looks them over. Her concern turns into an annoyed frown.
LEELA: Bender, these are pictures from
a Playbot Magazine. With my head pasted on them.
BENDER: Yeah well, you lived too far
away, so I had to use a stand in. PLEASE!
LEELA: (annoyed) Alright! You two can
come. But stay out of trouble!
Fry drags Leela out the door. Bender
follows and turns to smirk at everyone else.
BENDER: Woo Hoo! Enjoy your lecture,
Bender exits. The professor looks around
at the remaining crew in confusion.
FARNSWORTH: Now, um, where was I? Oh
well, I guess I'll just start from the beginning.
The remaining crew members groan painfully.
CUT TO- CRYOGENICS LAB- HALLWAY- LATER
As soon as two of the three walk through
the door, Leela's old boss comes rushing up to her, looking flustered. Upon
seeing Leela, his face shows a great deal of relief. Fry (still outside the
room) looks uneasily at the automatic door and sneaks in. But before he's totally
out of the frame, the door comes up from the floor and smudges him into the
top of the frame. Leela turns around, sighs, and pulls him free from the door.
BOSS: Oh Leela! Thank my many Gods you're
here! The little imp's been driving us crazy! He's even worse than Terry!
FRY: Wow, that _is_ bad!
BOSS: Wait a minute, what are you doing
FRY: Um, we're here to help.
The boss glares at him and Bender some
more, then gives Leela the same menacing look. She looks over Fry and Bender
and thinks for a second.
LEELA: Well, you can start helping by
waiting for me back in my old office.
FRY: (griping) Aw, can't we go in with
LEELA: No. You'd scare the kid. Besides,
the last thing I need is a distraction.
Fry scowls and he and Bender head for
her office. Leela's boss hands her a bag that he's been carrying. She reaches
into it and pulls out her old chip-implanting gun. She glares at it with hatred
LEELA: Where is he?
BOSS: Right this way. (the boss leads
her further down the hall).
CUT TO- BOSS'S OFFICE
The door opens in the darkened room of
'The Boss' and Leela enters. Her boss stands in the doorway behind her and points
towards his desk.
BOSS: There he is. The kid's been hiding
under there for two hour now. Watch out, he bites.
With that, the boss flicks the lights
on and leaves, closing the door behind him. Leela takes a deep breath and heads
for the desk.
LEELA: Hello? Is anyone in here?
There comes no answer, except for heavy
breathing from the desk. Cautiously, she kneels down and peeks underneath it.
KID: AAAAAHHHHHH! MONSTOW!!!!!!
Before she can react (let alone get a
better look), a rag doll is thrown in her face. She tears it off (looks like
a purple rabbit) and throws it across the room, out of her way. Realizing her
eye has scared him, she tries another direction.
LEELA: Wait, I'm not a monster...
KID: GET AWAY FWOM ME!!!
LEELA: Okay, okay, fine. (she shifts
back into the wall behind her) Is that better? (PAUSE) Is that better, kiddo?
She tried to listen for a reply, but
all she can hear is crying.
LEELA: Are you okay?
KID: (Sobbing) No.
LEELA: I'm sorry I scared you. But I'm
really not a monster. If I were, I would have already hurt you by now, right?
KID: *Sniff* Wite...
Leela takes this as a good sign and cautiously
moves towards the desk.
LEELA: What's your name?
KID: I can't tewl you.
LEELA: (puzzled) Oh. Why?
KID: You'w a stwanger, an' mommy an'daddy
told me not to tawk to stwangers.
LEELA: Okay... Let's do it this way,
then. My name's Leela. I'm an alien, _not_ a monster, and you're in the future.
Now that you know me, what's your name?
LEELA: (echoing) Matthew... That's a
nice name. How old are you?
Leela sits there, bewildered. She's never
heard of a toddler getting frozen before.
LEELA: Are you going to come out?
MATT: Nu-uh. *sniff* Not until I find
mommy and daddy.
LEELA: (frowning) Well, you're not going
to find them under there. Come on out, I won't hurt you.
Leela waves her hand, beckoning Matt
to come out. He hesitates for a second, then finally crawls out from under the
desk. The first noticeable detail is his size; he's small, even for a three
year old. But his cuteness sort of makes up for that. He's wearing some "bizarre"
20th Century fashion (overalls over a plain T-shirt), and currently, his large
eyes are peering fearfully up at her beneath his spiky orange hair (think a
short-Bart Simpson cut). Leela's maternal instincts give way. Despite herself,
Leela find herself scooping Matt into her lap and hugging him
LEELA: Oh, you poor thing.
MATT: (whimpering) Wat are you gonna
do wit me?
LEELA: (soothing) It's okay, I'm not
gonna do anything bad to you.
This almost touching moment is totaled
by one temperamental robot standing in the doorway.
BENDER: Oh God, don't tell me you're
attached to that thing! And this one looks like Cubert! Yech!
LEELA: He does not!
MATT: Who's Cwuburt?
LEELA: No one, hon. (Turns to Bender)
I thought I told you to wait with Fry!
BENDER: Yeah, but Fry got boring.
LEELA: Go back. Now!
BENDER: Hmph. Fine (SOTTO) Bitch.
He glares at her, then notices the rabbit
doll at his feet. He grabs it and storms out of the room.
MATT: Will you help me find my mommy
LEELA: Uh... yes... but first, I have
to do something...
She pulls out the chip-implanter from
behind her back and sees Matt's eyes go wide.
MATT: You'we gonna shoot me?!
LEELA: Oh no! Of course not! (Leela carefully
removes the chip out of the gun and holds it out for Matt to see) You see this?
I have to put this in you so that when you grow up, you can get a job.
Matt takes the chip and fingers it uncertainly.
MATT: Wat will I be?
LEELA: Well... let's see...
On every chip I'm assuming there's a
label stating what occupation it's created for. This is exactly what Leela sees,
and when she finds it, she looks surprised.
LEELA: This is weird... it says you're
going to be the Ambassador of DOOP.
MATT: What dat?
LEELA: Well, basically, it means you
get control over all the armies on the planet.
(Author's note: I don't know what the
official title is; frankly, I don't even know what you really do. But it's whatever
"Yianna" Glab's job is. And if you don't know who she is, then you didn't read
"The Fugitive" Shame, shame... 8-P ).
MATT: Kewl! (Looks over chip again) If
you put it in me, will it hurt?
LEELA: Only for a second. After awhile,
you won't even notice it.
MATT: I don't wannit. (he gives the chip
back to Leela)
LEELA: (SOTTO) Smart kid. (To Matt) But
everyone has to have one. See, even I do.
She holds out her palm and shows the
chip to Matt. He looks at her warily.
MATT: Well... okay...
CUT TO- LEELA'S (OLD) OFFICE
Fry is lounging around in the chair at
the desk when Bender comes sauntering in, carrying the doll.
FRY: Is Leela done yet?
BENDER: No. But look what I ripped off
the kid she's drooling over. He he, pretty cute, eh?
Bender dangles the doll in front of Fry's
face. The doll is a small stuffed animal that looks like a cross between a rabbit
and Barney the purple dinosaur (hey, the kid's three years old...) Fry raises
an eyebrow; he's seen this doll before. He grabs it from Bender and examines
it closely. A rather long pause follows.
FRY: Bender... where did you get this...
MATT: (OS) AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!
Fry bolts up in his seat; he knows that
ZOOM IN- BENDER
BENDER: Man, that kid can scream when
he wants to, huh Fry... Fry?
Bender searches the room wildy for a
glimpse of his friend. ZOOM OUT to reveal that Fry has disappeared. The bot
shakes his head pitifully.
BENDER: Jeeze, Fry! What's the big deal?
CUT TO- HALLWAY
Here's the scene; at one end of the hall,
Fry is racing to the other end, following the screams, looking absolutely terrified.
Meanwhile at the other end is Leela, chasing a howling Matthew. Neither realize
that their heading straight on a collision course for the other.
Suddenly, half-way down the hall, Matt's
shoelaces come undone and he trips over them. Too scared to do anything else,
he decides the best thing to do at the moment is curl up into a ball and sob
his heart out. Leela catches up to him and slows her pace to a walk. But she's
not within three feet of him when Fry rounds the corner. He looks at Leela first,
then his gaze falls to Matt and he gaps.
Matt stops sobbing long enough to look
up and see Fry, who runs up to him and picks him up. Leela stands there, wearing
a look that plainly says, "What the hell is this?"
FRY: (CONT) Matthew... oh my God, it's
you... but how did you...
Fry suddenly realizes Leela's staring
at him. He turns around and sees Bender and the Boss behind him, both looking
for an explanation.
BOSS: (PO'ed) Excuse me, sir. Would _you_
care to explain how this child got in here?
FRY: I'm not sure.
BOSS: Hmmm... Are you responsible for
BOSS: Is he yours?
FRY: Um ... uh... well...
Fry looks around, mainly towards a disturbed
Leela and Bender.
BOSS: Because if he isn't your son, then
I'm going to have to keep him here.
Leela looks taken aback at the reaction,
and Fry gives her an apologetic look.
FRY: ( quiet) Um... yeah . He's mine.
PAUSE as two sets of jaws hit the floor.
BENDER: (after fitting his jaw back into
place) Oh. My. Sweet Programmer!
END OF ACT 1
EXT NEW NEW YORK-- CRYOGENICS LAB- EVENING
The trio, now turned quartet, wander
away from the building as the sun sets on the busy streets of NNY. ZOOM IN to
reveal that Leela and Bender are extremely ticked at their friend for not revealing
this bit of info to them. Fry is trying to ignore their glares as he carries
an exhausted Matthew, who's clinging to Fry's neck, shooting fearful glances
at the cyclops that scarred him for life...
FRY: Look guys, there's something you
BENDER: (bitter) Oh, so there's something
_else_ you haven't told us?
FRY: (angry) Hey, I was just doing what
I thought was right...
LEELA: Yeah. I'm sure you were thinking
that while you were conceiving him (motions at Matt).
BENDER: (whoops in approval) Lay it on
FRY: (snaps) Hey, it wasn't like that.
LEELA: (sarcastic) Uh-huh. Tell me, Fry;
is this something you and that _Michelle_ cooked up in your hot little affair
one night, or was it the result of some friggin' one-night stand...?
Fry stops in his tracks and glares daggers
FRY: Screw this. I don't need some bitch
telling my life story for me! (Storms off)
LEELA: (on some fine line between shocked
and furious) Excuse me?!? Where the hell are you going?
FRY: Home. At least there I can stare
at the wall instead of some mutant shrew.
Fry marches off OS. Leela and Bender
watch him leave, Leela looking stunned.
CUT TO- PE BUILDING- CONFERENCE ROOM-
After a brief description of their findings
to the rest of the crew...
AMY: God! I can't believe he didn't tell
HERMES: Fry wit a love child? I can't
picture it, mon. Well, maybe I can...
ZOIDBERG: (disappointed) Oy, why is it
that _he_ get's all the luck?
BENDER: See, that just proves my point.
Zoidberg's an idiot.
LEELA: I just don't get it. Why didn't
he tell us about Matthew before?
AMY: Maybe because he was afraid of how
LEELA: Why would he be afraid of that?
AMY: Well, how'd you react to him today?
Were you _reasonable_?
LEELA: Of course I was reas... (thinks)
ohhh... I completely tore him apart. (Sad) You're right, Amy. I completely overreacted.
No wonder Fry didn't tell us. But I couldn't help it. I felt... I dunno... betrayed
or something. (Looks out the window in the room and sighs) I just wish there
was another explanation for all of this...
CUT TO- ROBOT ARMS APT.- FRY/BENDER'S
In Fry's part of the apartment, our hopeless
star is bending over the couch, doing his best to make a bed for Matt. Matt,
meanwhile is wandering around the room, wearing one of Fry's shirts as makeshift
PJs (and on a little kid like Matt, that shirt is BIG), clutching that purple
rabbit doll in one of his hands.
FRY: Okay, I think I got it. Come here,
Matt. (Fry picks him up and sets him on the couch). Is that okay?
FRY: Okay. If you need me, I'll be over
there (points to his own bed), 'K?
MATT: Okay. (Fry starts to get up) Wait!
MATT: Why did you tell dat man dat you
FRY: Uh... yeah, about that... I sort
of had to lie to get you out of there.
MATT: But lying is bad!
FRY: Maybe... but sometimes you have
to do it anyway.
MATT: Are we gonna find mommy and daddy
FRY: (awkward) Um, Matt we need to...
aw, never mind. First we need to figure out how you got here, and then we...
we'll see. G'night Matt. (Starts to leave again...)
MATT: Wait! Will you kiss me goodnight?
FRY: Ugh. Do I have to?
FRY: (rolls his eyes) *Sigh* fine. (Plants
one on his forehead and stares at Matt expectantly). Anything else you need
me to do?
MATT: Yah. Kiss Bwueberry goodnight,
FRY: Who's Blueberry?
Matt proceeds to pull out his little
purple rabbit(ish) doll and wave it in front of Fry.
MATT: Dis is Bwueberry.
FRY: Look, there's a lot of stupid things
I'll do, but kissing that little freak doll isn't one of them.
MATT: Oh. Okay. *Yawn* Goodnight, Unkie
FRY: G'night, Matthew.
CUT TO- BENDER'S ROOM
Bender's listening through the door.
He scowls after hearing their conversation.
BENDER: _Unkie Phil_?
CUT TO- ROBOT ARMS APT.- FRY/BENDER'S
APARTMENT- NEXT MORNING
ZOOM IN on Fry, who's sprawled out on
his bed, asleep.
SFX: ALARM CLOCK
Mumbling about his lost dream, he turns
over, yawns loudly and stretches.
MATT: (OS) Woah!
Fry frowns and looks over the side of
his bed; it seems he has just accidently kicked his nephew out of bed.
FRY: Whoops. Sorry Matt... wait a minute,
you weren't sleeping with me last night.
MATT: I know. I got scawed, so I came
in your room. Are you mad?
FRY: 'Course not, Matt. (Picks him up
and heads towards the kitchen) Let's see if I have something edible, and then
we'll... *sigh* head off to Planet Express. (SOTTO) Where I'll be ridiculed
for something I never did...
MATT: And then we'll find mommy and daddy,
FRY: (hesitates) Uh... oh boy. Matt,
we need to talk about that. But not now.
MATT: Unkie Phil? Why were you and that
lady fighting yestieday?
BENDER: (who suddenly appears in the
doorway) Yeah. Why were you and Leela bitching again?
FRY: (annoyed) We weren't fighting. She
was just yelling at me for no reason, so I told her off. (grim) Really badly.
BENDER: Well, I'll give you that.
FRY: Aw man. She's gonna be ticked today...
maybe I shouldn't go in. Then again, maybe the professor can figure out how
Matt got here in the first place. Maybe there's a way to send him back.
BENDER: You're putting the kid's fate
in the professor's hands? You got guts, pal.
FRY: Like you should talk. What happened
yesterday was your fault, you know.
BENDER: _My_ fault?!
FRY: Yeah, if you hadn't encouraged Leela,
then she wouldn't have yelled at me, and I could have told her that Matt's my
_nephew_ instead of my _son_...
BENDER: Hey, don't blame me for lying
in front of us in the first place!
Fry tries to come up with a good comeback,
but he can't think of one.
FRY: Oh hell with it, let's just go to
CUT TO- PE OFFICE- CONFERENCE ROOM- LATER
Almost everyone is seated at the table,
awaiting Fry and bender's arrival. Key word; Almost. Leela's up on her feet,
pacing furiously. Cubert, who's back for whatever reason you want to make up,
watches her with disgust. (Side note; the professor's Mind Reader is sitting
on the table).
CUBERT: For the love of God, will you
_calm down_? This is not exactly an attack from the Omicronians that we're worried
LEELA: (annoyed) Nibbler, sic him.
At her command, NIBBLER comes out of
nowhere and starts attacking our infamous clone. He screams and falls off of
his chair and OS. About that time, Fry and Bender enter.
BENDER: Hey y'all.
FRY: Um, look everyone. I know what you're
all thinking, but I swear the kid's not mine!
HERMES: Nice try, mon.
LEELA: I told them everything, Fry. And
I'm sorry about how I reacted yesterday. It was wrong of me and... wait a minute,
what the hell am I saying? I was right! How could you just go off and abandon
your own son like that, you idiot!? That's beyond a doubt the most selfish,
BENDER: Whoa, mama. Calm down! Before
you nag him to death, can I point out that the kid's his _nephew_, and not his
LEELA: (stunned) His neph... but at the
lab, you said...
FRY: I told your boss he was my kid so
that he'd let me take him home. There, you happy?
LEELA: (genuine) I'm sorry, Fry. I didn't
know. It just got so confusing with giving him the chip and seeing him with
FRY: Hey, no prob... wait, what chip?
MATT: (who's been cowering behind Fry
this whole time) The one she put in my hand. The one that hurt me.
LEELA: If I had known he was your nephew,
I never would have touched him.
CUBERT: (tears Nibbler off him and tosses
him back at Leela) Wait a sec... (to Fry) He's your _nephew_, right?
FRY: Yeah, my brother's kid. So?
CUBERT: (pressing) So then, the professor
and I are technically _his_ great, great, great-whatever grandsons, unless you
had another sibling?
FRY: Well, actually...
CUBERT: So, by those standards, if we
think about this logically, then my fellow creator and I should not be in existence!
And yet, here we are! How is that possible?
BENDER: I don't know and I don't really
LEELA: That's not the only weird thing.
Terry told me that Matt was frozen. But how did a toddler get into a cryogenics
lab in 2003?
FRY: (shakes his head) 2003? Uh-uh. Had
to be 2000.
FRY: Because when I was frozen, Matt
was 2 ½.
LEELA: But the freezer automatically
sets for 1000 years and... oh, I don't know. (To Matt) Hon, do you remember
how you got frozen?
MATT: (ducks behind Fry again) Stay away
LEELA: What's the matter?
MATT: You hurt me. You hurt me with that
gun. Like the bad guy.
FRY: (kneels down to Matt's level) Hey,
it's okay. She doesn't have the gun anymore. And even if she did, I wouldn't
let her hurt you. OK?
ZOIDBERG: Let's start with something
less confusing. If my knowledge of humans is correct, then your young have tiny,
inferior brains that are only useful in sweat shops and the position of Vice
President. Matthew, where were you the night you were frozen?
MATT: I wasn't frozen.
FRY: Matt, did you see those big, closet-looking
thingies that were in that room?
FRY: Now, how did you get into one of
MATT: I didn't get into one of them.
AMY: Look kid, if you're trying to get
out of trouble, it's not gonna work.
MATT: But I weally didn't fall in one
of dose. I didn't even touch 'em.
FRY: Matt, it's okay if you did...
MATT: (upset) I _didn't_ touch them,
Unkie Phil. Weally!
FRY: You really didn't?
LEELA: Matt, do you remember what the
date was when you were fro... when you got into that room?
FRY: Oh yeah, like he's really gonna
MATT: November fourteen, two-oh-oh-oh.
Everyone gives Matt a strange look.
MATT: (proudly) I'm in pweskool!
BENDER: Riiiggghhht. (SOTTO) Smart ass.
CUBERT: But that date doesn't make any
LEELA: Shut up. (Bends down to talk to
Matt) Now. How did you get into that room? (PAUSE) Did your parents take you
there? (PAUSE) Did you get lost and end up in there? (PAUSE) Did someone else
other than your mom or dad take you there? (PAUSE) Matt...
Matt nods his head furiously.
LEELA: Okay, now we're getting somewhere...
this person that took you. Was it a grownup? (He nods yes) Did he know your
parents? (Nods yes) Was he a friend of your parents? (PAUSE) Matthew, was he
a friend of your mom or dad's?
MATT: *sniff* No. He was a bad guy.
FRY: (anxious) Bad guy? What kind of
MATT: The kind with the gun.
FRY: (disturbed) A... a gun? You mean
a toy gun?
MATT: (whimpering) No. He came to my
house and took me. (crying) He had a gun... Wosa twied to get me, but he shot
Matt starts bawling and throws himself
around Fry's waist. Fry just sits there in bewilderment, hugging his nephew.
The rest of the crew looks alarmed, but still...
LEELA: Who's Rosa?
FRY: Um... I think it was his baby-sitter...
Matt, Rosa baby-sat you, right?
MATT: (wailing) Uh-huh. And he shot her!
FRY: Hey, calm down. I'm sure she's fine.
What happened next?
MATT: *sniff* Then... then he took me
to that room. No one was there. He said he wants no one there. He took out the
gun... *sniff* he shot at me. Nothing came out. He said bad words, he went away.
When he was away, I saw dis light.
Leela's eye widens. Farnsworth coughs
uncertainly, and Cubert gaps for a second. The three exchange glances. No one
MATT: (CONT) It was weally pwetty. It
was shiny and blue, and it was spinning... it looked like a cave. I went inside,
and there were all dese numbers inside. A whole bunch of 'em. Numbers I can't
count up to yet. I picked one and I was in that woom again...
FRY: Woah, wait Matt. That isn't real.
You probably just dreamed that up or something...
FARNSWORTH: Actually, he may be telling
the truth. (The crew stares at him). But first, we must be absolutely sure that
he saw what he did. Coincidentally, I need someone to test my Mind Reader! (Flashes
Matt a "mad scientist" grin)
FRY: Oh no! Not on my nephew you aren't.
Can't you use Cubert or something?
LEELA: Fry, if the thing works, we can
find out what really happened to Matt.
FRY: (hesitant) Well... okay. But if
anything happens, I get to make Leela kick your ass.
FARNSWORTH: (not listening) Fine, fine.
Farnsworth takes the Mind Reader from
off the table and straps it onto Matt's head and turns it on. From a camera
lense in the center of the helmet, a holograph is projected, into the middle
of the group.
FARNSWORTH: Now, Matthew, could you tell
us everything that happened again?
I'll save you the second flashback and
cut straight to the holograph. The holograph shows the Cryogenics room of 2000.
At first, it looks empty. But the door bursts open and in storms an acrimonious-looking
man with blonde hair, dragging Matthew (visibly upset) by the arm. At the moment,
no one can really make out what he's saying over the drone of Matthew's voice-over.
He throws Matt into the center of the room and pulls out a revolver. The man
aims and fires, but
nothing happens. He tries again, but
the gun just clicks in return.
MAN: God(beepin')damnit! (To Matt) You
stay here you little sonofabitch. I'm not through with you yet. (SOTTO) Maybe
there's an emergency ax in the hall...
The man storms out of the room. Matthew
stands around, looking petrified. Outside, a clock strikes midnight. At the
12th stroke, there's a bright flash of light that temporarily turns
the hologram white (NOTE: Since it's now 12:00, it's technically Nov. 15th).
When the brightness fades, there's a spinning blue vortex a few feet away from
Matt, about 7 feet tall and three feet wide. Matt stares at it, mesmerized.
Matt freaks out and jumps into the vortex.
The Cryogenics lab disappears and is replaced by a swirling blue mist full of
different dates all in the same format (day-month-year). Matt looks around curiously...
Cubert interrupts the scene.
CUBERT: (stunned) My God, it's true!
FRY: (obviously ticked at the man) That
bastard had better be rotting in hell...
FARNSWORTH: Of course, that explains
everything! Matt didn't use a freezing capsule, he stumbled upon a Blue Streak!
BENDER: A what-what?
LEELA: There's been this theory going
around that... well, you know what a wormhole is, right?
BENDER: Uh, no.
LEELA: A wormhole is a hole that leads
through a tunnel in time; you go in one way and come out the other. You end
up in the same place, but in a different time period.
FARNSWORTH: Mind you, most wormholes
are about as big as the average-sized planet. But there was a theory going around
that there were rare wormholes small enough to be found on earth, say in a room
or house of some sort, in the shape tall, thin, holes of spinning blue mist,
thus giving them the name Blue Streaks, and so far, Matthew has described their
features perfectly. Those spinning numbers were actually dates. Supposedly,
all's you had to do was walk into it, and it would take you to that day, month
HERMES: I still don' get it, mon. If
there were so many numbers, how'd he pick the year dat we were livin' in?
MATT: I picked _my_ number. Two-won-two-twee-oh-oh-twee.
I thought it would take me home.
FRY: Hey! 2123003 is the address on the
door of my brother's apartment.
LEELA: And it was also yesterday's date!
MATT: So... how come I'm not home?
Whatever cleverness the crew saw in Matt
is quickly replaced by pity. Fry looks around his friends eagerly for advice,
but no one has any to spare...
FRY: Uhhh... Matt, you're... how do I
say this... you're in the future.
BENDER: Yeah, you know. The future. The
place that comes around after you die. Except this time you're not dead, and
everyone else you knew is.
FRY: The only problem is... your mom
and dad... (winces) _aren't_ in the future. They're back where you were. In
MATT: Oh. So why don't we go back to
Fry groans and buries his head in his
FRY: Matt, the truth is... we don't know
how to get you home.
Big ol' PAUSE here.
MATT: (upset) So I'm not going home?
MATT: (sniffling) No mommy and daddy?
MATT: (wailing) But I wanna go home!
You take me home!
FRY: Matthew, kiddo, I can't...
MATT: I HATE YOU!
And with that, the bawling toddler rushes
out of the room in a fit. Fry just sits there, stunned. All is quiet in the
room for awhile.
LEELA: (gently) Fry, don't sweat it.
You tried your best. He'll just have to get used to it, that's all.
FRY: (shakes his head) No. He'll never
get used to it. _I'm_ still not used to it, and look at me; I've never fit in
anywhere else than here.
He gets up and heads out of the room,
in the same direction as Matt.
FRY: Look, I'm gonna find Matthew and
take him home; I guess this was too much for him to handle today...
He leaves without any other parting words,
not even a goodbye.
END OF ACT 2
INT- PE HANGER
Fry's wandering around the near-empty
room, searching in vain for Matt. He glances up at the ship and thinks for a
CUT TO- PE SHIP- BRIDGE
Matt's curled up on the couch, pouting
his ickle heart out as he clutches his Binky doll close to him. Fry's shadow
falls over him, and he tenses up.
MATT: Weave me alone.
FRY: *Sigh* Matt, I'm really sorry about
this. But it's not your fault. It's not my fault. And it's defiantly not your
mom and dad's fault.
MATT: Den who's fawlt is it?
FRY: No one's. Well, maybe that guy who
tried to shoot you. (SOTTO) Lousy bastard... (To Matt) But it'll be okay. We
can still have fun, right?
FRY: (cheerful) See, everything's right
with the world. (See's Matt's downcast look and frowns). Tell you what; since
you're so unhappy about being in the future, I'll let you do whatever you want
MATT: (perks up) Anyting?
FRY: Anything in the universe.
MATT: (thinks) Well... (glances out window)
Matt stands up on the couch and whispers
his plan to Fry. Fry smirks.
FRY: Yeah, I think we can do that. (Calling)
Hey Leela! Got a favor for ya!
EXT MILKY WAY GALAXY- LATER
There's a shot of the PE ship as it flies
past the camera.
CUT TO- PE BRIDGE
Inside, Leela is at the helm and Fry's
on the couch. Both are watching Matthew, who's infatuated with the scene outside
MATT: (excited) This is SOOO KEWL! I
don' hate you now, Unkie Phil.
FRY: Oh. Well, that's good.
MATT: You get to do this ev'ry day? You
lucky! I want your job when I grow up!
FRY: (chuckles) I'd trade jobs with you
any day, kiddo.
LEELA: So this is your first time in
MATT: Uh huh. I like outside space! It's
fun! Oh, and I don' hate you too, Leela.
LEELA: Well I appreciate that.
MATT: And thanks for taking da metal
thingy out of my hand. It huwt.
Nibbler scurries onto the bridge and
into Leela's lap. Matt watches with interest.
MATT: Wat's dat?
LEELA: This is my pet, Nibbler. You want
to hold him?
MATT: Weally? Okay!
Matt rushes over to Leela, who hands
him Nibbler. He cradles him in awe for awhile, although Nibbler doesn't seem
to enjoy it much.
MATT: He's weally soft. Is he a funny
LEELA: Nope. He's an alien, like me.
MATT: Wow! (To Nibbler) Wanna see outside
Matt carries (well, more or less drags)
Nibbler to the window. The two adults watch.
FRY: (watching Matt, talking to Leela)
Kids are so easy to please. And when they're happy, they're so cute. Almost
makes me wish I had one. And then I
remember the lifelong commitment part
LEELA: I always wanted a kid of my own.
A little baby I could raise. They all seem so sweet. (Saddened) Too bad no one
else I meet will feel that way, But at the rate things are going, I won't come
even close to thinking about having children...
FRY: Eh, so you got stuck with some lousy
boyfriends before. Including me (Leela goes red). You'll find the right guy
one of these days, someone who sees things your way.
LEELA: That's not what I mean. Even if
I did meet "the one"... there's still... well, the issue of... I mean, it would
be impossible to...
FRY: To what?
LEELA: For all I know, I'm the last of
my species. I'm not a subbreed of human, Fry, I'm an alien. And that technically
means I can't... well... _breed with humans_.
LEELA: *sigh* Never mind.
CUT TO- PE HANGER- LATER
The ship lands (blah blah blah), Fry,
Leela and Matt get off (yada yada yada), the Professor hurries towards them
with a stack of papers in his arms, looking anxious, his clone not far behind...
FARNSWORTH: Fry! Good news, my boy! It
seems that this Blue Streak that Matt's discovered makes nightly returns.
BENDER: (entering) Wait, wha'd I miss?
FARNSWORTH: As I was saying, you could
take the boy back tonight!
FRY: (awed) You m... I c.... wa... I
can go back? Back home?
FARNSWORTH: Why, of course. According
to my calculations, you could go back and forth between our two time zones without
PAUSE as our Future Trio glance warily
at the professor, before turning their attention to Cubert.
CUBERT: Don't worry. I checked his calculations.
FRY/LEELA/BENDER: Oh, well, of course/that's
a relief/nice to know/ etc.
FRY: You hear that, Matt? We're going
MATT: (pouts) Aw... But I wanna stay
FRY: We'll talk, OK? C'mon, let's go
celebrate with some ice cream. My treat.
BENDER: Sweet! Free food! I'm there,
CUT TO- STREETS OF NNY- AFTERNOON
ZOOM IN on Fry as our Future Trio (with
Matt, of course) walk out of the corner "Dotty Dot" Ice Cream Store.
FRY: Man, the ice cream of the future
is so much cooler than the stuff we had back 1000 years ago.
ZOOM OUT to reveal Fry and the others
are each holding a cone of a single "dot" of ice cream. The dot can't even be
seen, and it's not until Fry searches his cone and finally dumps it's continents
into his open mouth that we see the dot tumble out (and we're talking a small
dot, here). So much for Dippin' Dots.
LEELA: So Fry, what are you gonna do
when you get back.
FRY: Meh, you know. Take Matt back to
my bro, go visit my parents, check out the latest crazes, the latest styles,
the latest babes, see which shows FOX put on hiatus...
BENDER: Man, how long are you planning
FRY: (PAUSE) You know, I'm not sure.
Maybe a week. Maybe two. Just long enough to see what I missed, who I missed.
(Joking) Who knows, I might just stay there forever.
Leela and Bender stop in their tracks
and stare at Fry, shocked. He continues on ahead, not noticing their appalled
CUT TO- PE BUILDING- CONFERENCE ROOM-
Everyone in the PE crew, minus the Frys,
are gathered at the table.
LEELA: ...I don't know what to do! If
we let him go, he might stay forever.
BENDER: But if we let him stay, we've
got the kid on our hands. It's a loose-loose situation.
HERMES: Get off it, mon. He wouldn' stay
forevah! (PAUSE) Would he?
FARNSWORTH: And so what if he does. It's
his right to. So we'd loose a friend. So I'd loose an employee. So what? As
long as _he's_ happy, isn't that all that matters?
AMY: Hell no.
ZOIDBERG: _I_ want to be happy!
LEELA: Maybe you don't see a problem
with it, professor, but if it weren't for Fry, Bender and I might not be where
we are today.
BENDER: Yeah, because of him, we're stuck
in a low paying, hazardous job, have been through at least three universal wars,
and had six theft charges slapped on us in the last two months alone!
AMY: Bender, that was _your_ fault.
BENDER: So? He was still there when it
ZOIDBERG: I want to be happy! Someone
make me happy!
LEELA: *Sigh* If he left forever... it
just wouldn't be the same without him.
CUBERT: Yeah, the ship would actually
be clean for once...
HERMES: He wouldn' be buggin' us every
two minutes wit one of 'is stupid questions...
BENDER: My apartment _would_ have the
extra closet space...
LEELA: The place would just feel so...
LEELA: Yeah. I don't know what we'd do
FRY: (OS) You guys are _pathetic_!
All heads turn towards the doorway; Fry's
standing there (Matt behind him), looking vexed.
FRY: (CONT) Look at you. You're all acting
like I'm dying tomorrow.
CUBERT: Well, technically, if you _do_
go back at midnight, you will be dead by our standards...
AMY: You know, Cubert, there's a line
between being annoying and being a smart ass. Yet you seem to cover both at
the same time.
FRY: Don't worry. I'm coming back. All's
I'm doing is dropping Matthew back home. (Mocking) Or is that thought too scary
BENDER: Oooh. Very good, Fry. Spoken
like a true jackarse.
FARNSWORTH: Calm down, everyone. We only
have a limited amount of time before that portal opens.
Farnsworth glances down at is watch,
as if to prove his point. ZOOM IN to the watch to show that it's 8:35 PM. CUT
TO the watch flashing 11:42 PM. ZOOM OUT to show the professor, Leela, Bender,
Matt and Fry all standing outside the Cryogenics Building.
FARNSWORTH: Well, it's time you started
heading on in. Remember, Fry. You need to select the date November _15th_.
FRY: But I thought he was kidnaped on
FARNSWORTH: Well, technically, no. When
that clock struck midnight, the date changed to the 15th. If you
try to take him back a day earlier, you'll end up with two Matthews.
BENDER: *Shudders* Please, don't even
think of such horrors!
LEELA: I'll sneak them in. It shouldn't
be too hard; Terry has guard duty tonight.
BENDER: Hey Fry, just don't forget us
when your back there, 'K?
FRY: I told you already; I'm coming back.
I wouldn't abandon my best friends without at least a _week's_ notice.
BENDER: Well... alright.
LEELA: We'd better sneak in now.
FRY: Okay. Bye, you two.
BENDER: Bye buddy. (To Matt) Bye ya little
FARNSWORTH: Pleasant trip!
As Fry (carrying his nephew) and Leela
slip through the back door, Bender calls out a few final words.
BENDER: Hey bud! Can I sell your stuff
if you're not back in a week?
CUT TO- THE CRYOGENIC FREEZING LAB
The three are standing there idly, awaiting
the vortex. Fry's rubbing a bruise on his forehead, muttering about a "stupid
LEELA: Well, Matt, it was nice meeting
you. I'm sorry things couldn't work out any better.
MATT: (obviously tired) Dat okay. *Yawn*
Even for a monstow, you're weally nice.
LEELA: Now Fry, I want you to be careful
back there. You haven't been in the 20th Century for over three years,
and who knows what you may have forgotten. No talking to strange dark men in
alleys, no courting strange sullen women in alleys, no petting rabid dogs in
FRY: Leela, calm down. Nothing is going
Fry puts his free hand on her shoulder
and smiled warmly at her. Leela tries to smile back, but her concern overrides
her facial features.
FRY: (stunned) You really _are_ worried
about me, aren't you? (Leela shrugs uncomfortably) You really think I'm going
FRY: Leela, I'd never just leave my friends
hanging. Especially you and Bender. (Leela coughs *Michelle* under her breath)
I mean, you guys are the whole reason that I stick around this century. If I
didn't like it here, what's stopping me from freezing myself for another 1000
LEELA: (interrupting) And what's stopping
you from not coming back? (PAUSE) I'm sorry... it's just... Fry, I'll be honest.
If I had the chance to go and stay with my family, I'd take it without hesitation.
FRY: Leela, this is _different_. I've
already lived through the horror of family; you haven't. Look, if it'll make
you feel better, I'll stay for one day. And then I'll come back. Okay?
LEELA: You promise?
The two just stand there for a few seconds,
staring at each other. They give each other a mild smile, and then they embrace
MATT: *Ack* Unkie Phil... I can't bweathe!
FRY: (sheepish) Sorry, kiddo.
Out of what seems to be nowhere, a clock
begins to strike midnight. With every *DONG*, the three look around expectantly
for the Blue Streak. At the twelfth *DONG* It also appears out of what seems
to be nowhere, highlighting the room in a turquoise glow.
FRY: Well, I'd better go. Bye Leela.
LEELA: Bye. (Fry heads for the vortex)
Fry? You'll remember; two days. I want to see you back at midnight, February
FRY: Jeeze, Leela. I'll remember.
And with that, he steps in.
CUT TO- BLUE STREAK- INSIDE
I'm not sure how to describe this. Picture
a light blue fog that is constantly swirling around. Now, picture that in the
fog, there's literally millions upon billions of numbers inside, all in the
same format (M/D/Y). Fry looks around, totally clueless.
FRY: Uh... crap. How am I supposed to
find November 15th 2000?
VORTEX: (VO) I'm sorry; that date has
been used up. Please select another.
FRY: Say what?
VORTEX: (VO) You can only select a date
FRY: But I never selected a date...
VORTEX: (VO) Look, someone entered or
exited the vortex on that day. It can't be used again. So I suggest that you
choose another, bucko!
FRY: Jeeze. Push-y. How about November
There's a flash of white, and the date
11/16/2000 appears in front of Fry. He glances around a final time, before grabbing
CUT TO- CRYOGENICS LAB- YEAR 2000
The vortex appears again, literally tossing
poor Matt and Fry out. It vanishes as suddenly as it appeared.
FRY: (sarcastic) Well, thank you.
MATT: *Yawn* Can we go home, Unkie Phil?
Fry glances down at a drowsy Matt, then
stares out the window. He's greeted to the chilly scene of the world he thought
he'd left behind for good. No more flying cars, no more shiny, futuristic buildings,
no more Hookerbot5000's. Just the good ol' 20th... no, 21st
FRY: Yeah. Let's go home.
Fry starts out of the room, and comes
up to the door cautiously.
FRY: (laughs) Now you can't smash me!
He begins to pull open the door, and
it comes off of it's hinges and falls on him (yet it misses Matthew completely).
He moans pathetically underneath it.
CUT TO- CRYOGENICS LAB- WINDOW
The camera ZOOMS IN to show Fry and Matt
wandering the streets. As they head out of the screen's view, a light snow begins
~End of Part 1~
BTTP- Part 2
TEXT: November 16th, 2000
INT STREETS OF OLD NEW YORK-- ABOUT 12:30 AM
We pick up where we last left off; FRY's carrying his nephew
MATTHEW through the nearly empty streets of Old New York. He glances around
the place, a look of nostalgia screening his face. As he walks on, we get a
bit of inner monologue/recapping.
FRY'S MIND: Wow. I'm really back. This is just like one of those
weird dreams where you're walking down the street that you grew up on, and right
before you get to the house, BAM, that three-legged alien babe is chasing you
down the streets in a 4-wheel drive Toyota convertible. (PAUSE) Do they even
make those things? (Glances down at Matt) Awww, he's so cute when he's asleep.
But that stupid gremlin doll of his is butt-ugly. I better burn it and look
up some anti-voo-doo curses before he gets too attached to it. Where the hell
did Anthony get that thing, anyway?
I gotta remember to tell Tony and Sandy; only one day. That's
all. Or else Leela's gonna send Amy back here to kick my ass. (frowns) Ohhhh,
but there's so much I need to catch up on, so many people I need to see... (angry)
This isn't fair! Just because she never had a family, she makes me spend less
time with my own.
(Glances down at Matt and sighs) Maybe it wouldn't hurt if I
spent one more day here than I told her. Just enough time to figure out why
Matt was kidnaped. Just one more day...
END OF TEASER
CAPTION: Ray guns not included.
TV SCREEN: <Undecided>
INT APARTMENT 2123003-- LIVING ROOM--
ABOUT 1:00 AM
The camera pans around what looks like
a rather classy-looking apartment. We're talking about one of those places with
the Picasso pictures on the walls and all those worthless nick-nacks that come
from all over the world, one of those living rooms where the bookshelf is twice
the size of the TV (it's sort of like Fraiser's living room, without the ratty
chair). This is definitely not a place of Fry's standards. Or anyone else on
the crew, for that matter (well, maybe... no, not even Leela). But then again,
this isn't Fry's place to begin with.
The camera finally stops at the back
of a couch. Someone's sprawled across it, but all's you can see is his hair
and his feet. He sighs deeply, there's a few seconds' pause, and then...
SFX: PHONE RING
The frantic man's up in a flash. Now
the audience can see him clearly. For starters, he looks a lot like Philip Fry.
Well, no, that's not totally true. He's built much better than our carrot-top
(leaner, slightly stronger), and he looks a few years older. Actually, he's
not even a carrot top; his hair is more or less a reddish-brown, and his bangs
fall into his face, as opposed to Fry's (and yeah, Yancy's) bizarre hair style.
But aside from all that, he could pass as Fry.
Back to the phone call. Now, there's
a reason he's wearing a frantic look. This is ANTHONY, Fry's brother (no, not
Yancy...). And if you remember correctly, he's currently missing a son...
ANTHONY: (unnerved) Hello?
FRY: (VO) Tony? That you?
ANTHONY: (puzzled) Phil? Wha... where
are you? Were have you _been_?
FRY: (VO) I'll explain later. Look, I
called, 'cause I think I have something of yours.
MATT: (VO) Hi daddy!
Anthony sits there, stunned for a few
moments. Then, the shock dissolves and he sinks down into the couch, relieved
ANTHONY: Oh my God. Matthew, are you
okay? Listen; Don't. Go. _Anywhere_! You hear me? I'll be right over... wait,
put your uncle back on.
FRY: (VO) Yeah?
ANTHONY: Bro, where are you?
FRY: (VO) I'm just at a phone booth.
Don't worry, I'm bringing him over. I'll meet you in the lobby of your building,
ANTHONY: Okay, okay, fine. And Phil?
FRY: (VO) What?
ANTHONY: (hesitates) Just be careful,
FRY: (VO) Alright, alright. Jeeze, I
disappear for a year and you still haven't changed!
CUT TO- APARTMENT LOBBY- NOT MUCH LATER
Tony's pacing the room frantically, glancing
up at the clock, oh, every five seconds or so. Outside, the snow's still coming
down. After what seems like forever, Fry and Matt enter, the latter curled up
in Fry's arms, fast asleep.
FRY: Hey, bro.
ANTHONY: (totally ignoring him) MATTHEW!
God, don't you _ever_ do that to me again! (Snatches the now awake Matt out
of Fry's arms) We were so worried... we thought we'd lost you forever.
FRY: (sarcastic) 'You're welcome' said
the ignored hero.
ANTHONY: (finally noticing him) And _you_.
Where the hell have you been? How did you find him? Do you know how worried
FRY: Uh... worried sick?
ANTHONY: *sigh* Come up to the apartment
with us. I'll wake up Sandra, and then you can explain.
They head over towards the elevators
and get in.
ANTHONY: Phil. (Fry looks up at him)
You have no idea what you've just done for us.
The doors close.
CUT TO- APARTMENT 2123003- LIVING ROOM
All's quiet in the dark room. A door
opens and the two guys (and a toddler) walk in, Tony carrying Matt.
ANTHONY: I'm going to wake up Sandra.
Anthony takes his son and walks out of
the room (and OS). There's a brief pause as Fry just stands there, idly.
SANDRA: (OS, hysterical) OH, MY BABY!
Oh Matthew! You came back! My precious angel... what? Someone brought him...
who? (Walking into the room) Let me see who... *GASP* PHILIP!
SANDRA runs up to him and throws herself
on him in a hug attempt, but knocks him to the floor instead, which is pretty
funny, because she's actually a short and petite young woman, with shoulder-length
blonde hair. Now might be a good time to mention that she's from England, so
she speaks with an accent (and yes, there's a reason she's from England, which
I'll get into in a different story).
FRY: *Ack* Sandy, geroff!
SANDRA: (blushing) Sorry, Philip. (Gets
off him; he stumbles to his feet and doubles over, gasping) It's just you have
no idea what we've been through.
FRY: (still wheezing) I can imagine.
SANDRA: Where have you been?
FRY: Uh... you know, around.
SANDRA: Right... do you have a place
to stay tonight?
ANTHONY: (OS, panicked) Hey, wait a minute...
FRY: Not really.
SANDRA: Then I insist you stay with us
ANTHONY: (OS) But Sandy...
SANDRA: Oh come now, Anthony. He's your
ANTHONY: (OS) Fine. But only for tonight.
Sandra shoots a Look off in the direction
of her husband.
ANTHONY: (OS) Okay, three nights. (PAUSE)
A week? Oh come on, Sandra!
CUT TO- MATT'S BEDROOM
Anthony's been in here the whole time,
trying to get Matt ready for bed (but he continuously falls asleep on him throughout
SANDRA: (to Fry, OS) You can stay here
as long as you like.
MATT: (groggy) Wat's a mattah?
ANTHONY: Nothing, Matt.
MATT: Can I sleep wit you and mommy?
ANTHONY: Yeah, sure.
MATT: Is Unkie Phil sleeping ovah?
ANTHONY: (resentful) Yes.
...and he promptly falls asleep. Tony
eyes him adoringly for a while, then carefully lifts him up and carries him
CUT TO- LIVING ROOM- LATER
It's a few hours later, but still dark.
Fry's sprawled out on the couch, trying to get some sleep, but he just keeps
staring out the window.
FRY: My God. I never realized how different
the future was. No aliens, no flying cars, no cool jobs, no robots...
ANTHONY: (coming On-S) Hey, there's robots.
I should know, I make them.
FRY: (startled) What are you doing up?
ANTHONY: I couldn't sleep. You?
FRY: Me neither. (Afterthought) It's
hard to sleep in a place where you're not wanted.
ANTHONY: Hey, you try being a guy who
has to give up his home to a ne'er-do-well brother who once almost ate his kin
out of house and home for two months.
FRY: Really? You tired that? Man, that
must've been hell.
ANTHONY: *Annoyed Sigh* Sandra has a
point, though. You did save our son.
FRY: *Pff* It was nothing. I just happened
to see him around, so took him back.
ANTHONY: (shakes his head) No, you did
a lot more than that... (see's Fry's puzzled look) never mind. You wouldn't
FRY: So who's the weirdo after Matt?
ANTHONY: Hmm? Oh, right, David.
ANTHONY: Yeah. He and I haven't exactly
been buddy-buddy for the last few years. According to Rosa, he's the one who
broke in the other day.
FRY: How is she? Matt said she got...
you know... shot. Is she dead?
ANTHONY: *Sigh* She got lucky. It caught
her in the arm. She won't be able to write for awhile, but she'll survive. (SOTTO)
For awhile, anyway. (To Fry) But I'm curious to find out; where the hell have
you been for the last eleven months? And how'd you find Matt?
FRY: Uh... if I told you, you wouldn't
ANTHONY: Try me.
The montage is basically several second-length
scenes of Fry explaining how he ended up in the future. Every scene shows Tony
reacting to the story in obvious ways (denial, disbelief, curiosity, etc.)
FRY: (CONT) And I have to be back by
midnight tonight, or Leela's be really PO'ed at me.
ANTHONY: Philip, do you realize that
you have fed me the biggest load of crap I have ever heard?
FRY: You don't believe me, do you?
ANTHONY: Well, I didn't say that.
FRY: (surprised) You believe me?
ANTHONY: Well, I didn't say that, either.
FRY: Augh! Make up your mind already!
ANTHONY: I'm sorry, Phil, but I just
need more proof than that.
FRY: (thinking) Wait a minute. I think
I have a picture...
Fry begins rummaging through his pockets,
pulling out various scraps of paper, money, gum wrappers, a bottle cap, his
watch, part of that Men's Room sandwich...
FRY: C'mon, c'mon, I know it's here somewhere!
Anthony sighs and his eyes travel to
one of the dollar bills lying on the table. He picks it up and gaps. The date
on the bill is 3001. As Fry continues rummaging, Anthony holds the dollar up
to one of the lamps in the room (you know, to check for that watermark), and
after doing so, continues to stare at the dollar in awe.
ANTHONY: (amazed) Wow. You really were
in the future. Or some really accurate counterfeit money scam.
FRY: (equally amazed) Wow! That dollar
bill tells time?
ANTHONY: (ignoring him) But if you were
in the future, then how did you find Matt?
FRY: I _told_ you. Matt fell into a time
warp or something and my friend found him. We used the same thing to get back
ANTHONY: (absentmindedly) Time warp,
eh? In the cryogenics lab?
FRY: Yeah, the one I was frozen in.
ANTHONY: Hmm. Interesting... (Intrigued)
You didn't happen to meet up with any of our distant relatives or something,
FRY: 'Course I did. I found your great-great-great-great-great...
CUT TO- SAME SHOT- MUCH LATER
FRY: ...great-great-grandson. I think
he's your grandson.
ANTHONY: (whistles) That's a lot of 'greats'.
What's he like?
FRY: Well... (puzzled) if his clone has
anything to do with him, he looks like me, but he's smart like you. Or is that
Yancy? I dunno, I never figured that part out.
ANTHONY: He has a clone?
FRY: Oh yeah. Invented him himself. He's
ANTHONY: Of what?
FRY: I don't know. What do I look like,
some sort of rocket-scientist genius-person?
ANTHONY: *Sigh* So, what's it like in
the future? Did you do anything exciting?
As the clips play, some corny song like
Blink 182's ALL THE SMALL THINGS plays in the background.
Fry and Bender sitting in the bar in
Space Pilot 3000
The whole gang watching ALL MY CIRCUITS from I, Roomate
Fry, Bender and Amy high-fiving each
other from The Series Has Landed
The whole gang out at Madison Cubed Garden just as Bender catches
a fly player in Fear of a Bot Planet
The crew dancing on the floats from
Fry and Bender recording the Popplers
theme from The Problem with Popplers
Fry and Leela comforting (the head of)
Bender on the stairs of a presidential monument from A
Head in the Polls
Fry winning the Video Game in A Bicyclops Built for Two
Fry, Bender and Leela running into Farnsworth's
Lab after his latest invention has been created from A
Big Pile of Garbage
Bender strangling Fry from The Honking
Bender feeding Cubert to Nibbler and the rest of the crew laughing.
Leela reaching for Fry's hand from X-Mas Story
The crew receiving their paychecks and stuffing them in their
pockets, and Bender pickpocketing every one.
Fry, Leela and Farnsworth sitting on the couch in the PE Bridge
as Bender counts a large amount of jewels and gems from A Bicyclops Built for
Leela, fighting her way through the crowd of Trisolians as Fry
and the gang watch, horrified from My Three Suns
Fry trying to explain how he saved the
world by writing a book to the professor (and failing miserably) from The
Day the Earth Stood Stupid
Fry and Bender having a water fight while
washing the ship in Brannigan Begin Again
Fry, Bender and Leela marching out to the ship, holding their
helmet/head in A Big Pile of Garbage
Fry and Leela (and eventually Bender)
holding hands in Space Pilot 3000
Leela and Fry wrapped in each other's
arms (in her room) from the shipper's episode Parasites Lost
And lastly, but not least, Fry staring
misty-eyed at his namesake nephew's grave from Luck of the Fryish
ANTHONY: (impressed) You really did all
FRY: (shrugging it off) Meh. It's not
like I did anything important, like discover Mars or create a rock band or save
a TV Network or anything. (PAUSE) Hey Tony?
FRY: (awkward) Um... while I was, you
know, gone... did you guys... miss me?
ANTHONY: Of course we missed you, Phil.
It hasn't been the same without you.
ANTHONY: No, not really. I was just trying
to make you feel better. They looked for you for about a week, then decided
you'd drowned in some puddle on 5th Avenue and tried their best to
go on with life.
FRY: (disappointed) Aww... can I at least
ANTHONY: Well, you can try, but you won't
get anywhere. Mom and dad are gone on vacation. Yancy's on a Hawaiian cruise
with his girlfriend.
FRY: Damn it. The one day I come back,
everyone avoids me.
ANTHONY: Don't sweat if, Phil. Even if
they were here, I probably wouldn't let you see them anyway.
FRY: What? Why?
ANTHONY: Think about it. The future as
you know it revolves around the fact that you disappeared without a trace. If
you suddenly appeared out of nowhere, then obviously some of the actions that
would have taken place had you _not_ been here will be changed, causing the
future, in the long run, to change as well.
Fry stares at him, puzzled.
ANTHONY: It's a chain reaction of cause-and-effect.
If you change the cause, you change the effect.
More puzzlement from Fry.
ANTHONY: It's like that Simpsons episode
where Homer went back in time and he kept stepping on that bug, and every time
he came back to the present, the world had changed.
FRY: Oooohhhh! Now I get it! (Thinks)
Wait, so because I talked to you, I might have changed my future?
FRY: (disappointed) Ohh... I liked the
future I had! (Glances out the window) Wonder how the others are doing without
CUT TO- PE CONFERENCE ROOM- AFTERNOON
Ah yes, back to the other stars. Oddly
enough, nothing has changed. HERMES is in the room, looking over some bills,
when the VideoPhone rings.
SFX: VIDEO PHONE RING
Hermes turns it on, and the screen shows
an humanoid KOMODO DRAGON, with an annoyed look on his face.
DRAGON: I was calling about my package.
When's it going to come through?
HERMES: Er, it _should_ have been there
over an hour ago.
DRAGON: Well, it hasn't shown up yet.
HERMES: I don' understand. Leela's hardly
ever late wit a delivery. I wonder what happened.
CUT TO- PE SHIP- BRIDGE
THE CREW sits inside, arguing about the
situation at hand.
AMY: ...Well I'm not going to deliver
BENDER: Neither am I!
They both look at LEELA.
LEELA: Well, don't look at me. I've
already done my part.
AMY: Lets face it. If anyone delivers
it, it'll be like taking over Fry's job. And obviously, none of us are up to
LEELA: But we can't just _not_ deliver
the package, either!
The three ponder over this.
LEELA: *Sigh* I miss him. Even if he was a cowering idiot, I
still miss him. I hope he found out who that bastard was who tried to shoot
CUT TO- 21th CENTURY- MISC. OFFICE BUILDING
Gathered inside a darkened room is a group of furious-looking
men. One of them is the blonde guy who tried to do away with Matt. He looks
twice as angry as any of them.
MAN: I just don't get it. (To a guy next to him) Josh, tell
me how I could possibly loose a three-year-old in a cryogenic laboratory! How?!
JOSH: Don't ask me. I told you to kill him off at Tony's house,
David. But noooo, you had to go to the _lab_. You had to go to the largest and
most distinguished building in New York City!
DAVID: Don't you insult my mistakes, Joshua! If I'd killed him
at Tony's house it would have been too easy to trace me. I took him to the closest
building with the least security that I could think of. The lab came to my mind
JOSH: Then why didn't you just take the girl there, too?
DAVID: I wasn't expecting _her_ there. Shooting her was a mistake,
a reflex. But she knows who I am now. We'll have to watch out for her.
They all murmur and nod in agreement.
DAVID: (CONT) We have two kids to bring down now. Josh, I want
you to keep an eye on Rosa, make sure that if she breathes a word on us, it'll
be her last. (Josh nods) I want you to keep an eye on Tony's place, too. If
you hear any word on the youngster and his whereabouts, I want you to contact
me as soon as possible. We've still got some unfinished business to take care
of. (Grins evilly)
END OF ACT 1
INT APARTMENT 2123003- FRY'S VIEW- THAT
Well, assuming Fry's asleep, all's the
audience sees is black.
SFX: FRY'S SNORES
MATTHEW: (VO) (Unintelligible mumbling)
Fry slowly opens his eyes. The first
and only thing he sees is this enormous purple head with long thin ears, big
green eyes, and a pink button nose.
CUT TO- SHOT OF COUCH
Fry, who _was_ lying on the couch, scrambles
into a sitting position, throwing Matthew and his stupid doll to the other side
of the couch. Matt looks at him and laughs.
MATT: You'we funny, Unkie Phil.
FRY: What the hell was that?!
MATT: Bwueberry. He wanted to say 'good
FRY: Uh, right. What are you doing up
MATT: It's not early. Da sun already
made the shadows go away.
Fry stares in confusion, then checks
a nearby clock. It's already noon.
FRY: Where's your mom and dad?
MATT: Mommy left for wurk. Daddy's getting
FRY: For what?
MATT: (excited as only a three year old
can be) We're gonna see Wosa today, and I get to show her da picture I made,
and she's gonna pway wit me, and, and, and you'we coming too, wite?
ANTHONY: (coming out of the hall) Yeah,
I forgot to mention that. I want to drop by Rosa's place today, you know, see
if she's doing alright.
FRY: Why do you need me?
ANTHONY: Uh... Matt, go get your picture
out of the kitchen, okay? (Matt scrambles out of the room) I need to talk with
her, and if things get rough, I want you to take Matt out or something.
ANTHONY: After what happened the other
night... I don't want to risk it again. I'm going to tell her that we'll have
to look for another sitter. She's gonna be PO'ed, but what can I say?
FRY: Oh come on, bro. It wasn't her fault.
She couldn't help it if someone put a gun up to her head...
ANTHONY: (interrupting) No, not because
of Matt. I don't want her risking her life just to babysit my son.
FRY: You think this whole thing has to
do with her working for you?
ANTHONY: (distant) Yeah... working for
Silence. Matt comes bounding into the
room, picture in hand, and looks curiously from his uncle to his father. He
tugs at Tony's pant leg impatiently.
MATT: C'mon daddy. I wanna go now!
ANTHONY: Okay, kiddo. (To Fry) You coming?
FRY: *sigh* yeah. There's nothing else
to do around here.
The three exit the room.
CUT TO- ROSA'S APARTMENT- LIVING ROOM
Unlike Anthony's place, this home looks
really cheap. A young Hispanic girl of about 12 years of age is sprawled across
a couch, watching TV, with a bored look on her face. This is ROSA. It has to
be; her arm's in a sling.
ROSA: Bryan, go get it! (PAUSE) Bry?
She gets up and heads for the door. Upon
opening it, a three year old fireball latches onto her legs, tripping her. Anthony
pokes his head in moments later.
ROSA: Whag! (*THUMP*) What the... Matthew!
Oh my God! You're alive!
MATT: Hi Wosa! I got you a picture!
Matt proudly displays the picture he
drew; three undistinguishable blobs. Rosa looks at it, puzzled.
ROSA: (fake) Oh, it's adorable, Matty!
Uh, what is it?
MATT: Silly! It's a picture of you beating
up the guy who shot you!
ROSA: Oh, how sweet. C'mon, let's go
hang it up in my room. (to Tony) I'll be right back, Antoni.
ANTHONY: No prob.
ROSA: (walking off with Matt) And you
drew this all by yourself?
MATT: Yah! But Bwueberry helped a little
(follows her OS).
FRY: (walking in) Woah. Cheap place they
got here. Is her mom on welfare or something?
Anthony elbows Fry hard in the ribs ("Ow!")
ANTHONY: (whispers) She lives with her
brother. She's never met her dad and her mom's a crack addict who's living God
knows where right now. This girl's really sweet so keep your mouth shut!
Before Fry can say anything, Rosa comes
back into the room.
ROSA: I am SO glad you got him back,
Antoni. Your son is a gem. I (sees Fry)... aaaaaaahhhhh! What are _you_ doing
FRY: I'm Matt's uncle. I brought him
ROSA: _He's_ your brother, Antoni?! Why
didn't you tell me? I would have let you known...
FRY: Know what?
ROSA: (deep breath) Oh God, you haven't
heard. I thought your boss might have traced the address or something, especially
after you disappeared. I swear, thought, it was all Bryan's idea!
ANTHONY: What was Bryan's idea?
ROSA: The prank phone call!
Fry get's a stunned look on his face
as he thinks back to some fateful day...
CUT TO- FLASHBACK- NEW YEARS EVE 1999 (taken from FRCR's episode
Fry, carrying a pizza, enters a room labeled "Applied Cryogenics."
The room is full of ominous blinking lights with cryogenic tanks lined along
FRY: Hello? Pizza delivery for (looks at the card) I. C. Wiener!
Oh, crud. I always thought by this point in life, I'd be the one making the
He sits down in a nearby chair and pulls out a beer.
FRY: (toasts) Here's to another lousy millennium.
As he toasts, a building outside the window lights up with the
number 10. We see all the civilizations around the world counting down, and
as they reach 1, Fry blows a noisemaker, which hits him in the face and sends
him backwards into an open tank. The tank sets itself to "1000 YEARS." A few
seconds later, he's frozen...
Fry, now with a furious look on his face,
turns at Rosa.
ROSA: *shriek* (dives behind Tony) I'm
sorry! I'm sorry! I tried to stop him! I swear to God I did!
ANTHONY: Your brother was the prank caller?
And you never told us?!
ROSA: I thought if I told you, you'd
fire me or something! Please, Antoni, I didn't mean anything against you...
FRY: (PO'ed) Because of your brother
I was frozen for 1000 years and ended up in a future that I reasonably enjoyed!
ROSA: (perplexed) You were in the future?
(Fry nods) Cool. How'd you get back?
ANTHONY: Um, I'll explain. Let's go in
your room. I need to talk with you.
Tony takes Rosa gently by the arm and
leads her off to another room. Fry starts to follow them.
ANTHONY: ..._alone_, Philip.
ANTHONY: Why don't you take Matt to the
park or something? *Ahem* Just in case...
The two walk OS, about the same time
Matthew walks back On-S. He stops in front of Fry and stares expectantly at
FRY: You want me to take you there, right?
FRY: *Sigh* Fine.
MATT: Yay! (Rushes off for the door)
CUT TO- BIRD'S EYE VIEW OF OLD NY STREETS
FROM AN APARTMENT ACROSS THE STREET (man, that's the longest CUT TO shot I think
anyone's ever written...)
As Fry and Matt exit the building, a
shadowy figure watches them from the window. A few seconds later, there's a
flash from one of the windows in the apartment they've just exited. The shadowy
figure grins, and the walkie-talkie in his hand crackles.
DAVID: (to walkie-talkie)
Josh, are you there? Josh! I see the kid. He's with a new man, I can't tell
who. It's not Anthony, though. Rosa's nowhere in sight.
JOSH: Da... *static* ...ony and the girl
*static* gone, then? Request permission to follow and att... *static* kid. Did
you read m... *static*
DAVID: Permission granted.
CUT TO- PE CONFERENCE ROOM- EVENING
(Hermes has rounded up Amy, Leela and
Bender, wearing a Ticked-Off look on his face)
HERMES: I cannot believe dis! You three
actually thought you could get away wit it?
AMY: So we dropped the package!
HERMES: Oh, you dropped da package alright.
From da ship, while it was flying over da palace!
BENDER: (defensively) But it only fell
through the roof!
HERMES: Yeah, right into da king's throne
BENDER: Well, no one was killed! Right?
HERMES: (dryly) Da roof caved in and
killed three palace guards!
BENDER: Well, er, it's not like the _package_
HERMES: Da package flattened da king!
CUT TO- KOMODO DRAGON'S PALACE- AT THAT
(Several cops interview witnesses in
the background. In the foreground, a JANITOR sweeps past the giant crate from
earlier, the KINGS's arms and legs sticking out from underneath. He "Tsk's"
a few times before moving on)
CUT TO- PREVIOUS SHOT
LEELA: Look, we made a mistake and we're
sorry. But none of us could personally deliver the package.
HERMES: You better have a good reason
for not delivering it personally. Or else I'm going to have to deduct this from
LEELA: But Hermes...
HERMES: I don't care if you just moved
out of that cramped apartment and into that new house, Leela. It's still coming
out of _your_ check! Now; any good explanation for this whole incident?
AMY: Well... (pause) no, not a _good_
HERMES: Dis wouldn't have anytin' to
do wit Fry, would it?
BENDER: Of course not! Impossible! Not
in a million years! (Pause) Yes.
HERMES: Listen, I know you three miss
Fry, but life goes on, mon. Okay? Now, no more of dis nonsense. (Starts to leave
the room, stops and turns around) Oh, and you'll be deliverin' a package to
Fragilana, the glass planet. (Leaves)
BENDER/LEELA/AMY: Yes sir.
BENDER: So... you wanna drop it from
the ship again?
END OF ACT 2
INT CENTRAL PARK- LATER
Well, Fry took Matt to the park as promised.
He's sitting on a bench, musing to himself, as Matt plays with his Blueberry
doll in the sand box.
FRY'S MIND: I don't like the looks of
this. I know I have to stay now. Why the hell would a guy try to kill the kid
and the babysitter. C'mon, brain, think! Why would he go after the kid and Rosa?
What do they have to do with anything?
As he continues to think, Josh strolls
nonchalantly onto the playground. He glances around casually, spots Matthew,
and grins evilly.
JOSH: (into a walkie-talkie) I see him
David. What should I do?
DAVID: (VO) *static* him off. He knows
about us and the attempted murder of the gir... *static* we can send Tony a
little message. When *static* join us for a little f...
*static* on Tony's turf.
JOSH: Got it. Over and out.
He continues to watch the Small Fry until
he looks up at him. That's when he motions for him to come over.
Fry glances over at his nephew, only
to find that's he's coming up to a total stranger at the edge of the park. He
raises an eyebrow and starts to get up off the bench...
CUT TO- BUSHY AREA
As the name suggests, there's a clump
of bushes at the edge of the park. Josh ducks down into them, and Matthew follows
JOSH: Here we go. All nice and alone.
MATT: So when do I get da candy?
JOSH: Oh, soon, soon.
MATT: (realizing) Uh oh. I fowgot. I'm
not awoud to talk to stwangers. Dat's wat my daddy told me. I gotta go back
to my unkie now.
JOSH: Oh, don't worry. I'm not a stranger.
In fact, you're dad and I are old buddies.
JOSH: Oh yeah...
At this time he pulls out a long thin
dagger from his coat pocket. Matt watches with interest.
MATT: You gotta be careful with dose
things. Mommy says knives are weally sharp.
JOSH: (darkly) Oh, don't worry, Matt.
I'll be _very_ careful.
He grins not-so-nicely at him, and only
then does Matt start to think that he made a mistake. His eyes go wide. The
man sneers an in one swift movement swipe the knife at... thin air? He looks
up and snarls at Matt, who's been jerked away by Fry at just the right moment.
FRY: (really pissed off) What the hell...
Josh says nothing, just dives at Fry,
who yelps and bolts from the brush, his nephew clutching him tightly around
the neck. The man ditches the knife and follows him closely as Fry dodges various
visitors of the park (including, *gasp* the mysterious Number 9 Man!) and finally
gets to a sidewalk corner.
Almost immediately, a taxi zips up to
him (as only a taxi in a cartoon can...) and he jumps in. Joshua reaches the
corner just as the car begins to pull away. He swears colorfully (too colorfully
for a PG 13/ PG LV rating) and storms off.
CUT TO- CAB INTERIOR
Fry watches the stranger warily, then
turns his attention to a sobbing Matthew.
FRY: Oh my God, Matt I am so sorry. He
didn't hurt you, did he?
MATT: *SOB* No... but he wipped my shirt...
Fry takes a peek at his shirt and gulps.
There's a tear right in the middle, where the knife cut through. He hugs Matt
tightly and continues to glance out the window nervously.
The man's still there, watching him.
CUT TO- APARTMENT 2123003- EVENING
Fry's pacing the room nervously. Sandra
is sitting on the couch, rocking Matthew, who looks ready to doze off any second.
SANDRA: Oh, my poor baby. You've had
to go through so much in so little time.
MATT: (mumbling) I wasn't scawed. Bwueberry
was, but I wasn't. I knew Unkie Phil would save us.
FRY: Where the hell is Tony?!
Speak of the devil; Anthony enters just
as Fry finishes that line, Rosa in tow. He has a black eye, and her face is
SANDRA: Oh Lord, Anthony, not you too!
ANTHONY: David paid us a special "visit".
FRY: At Rosa's place?
ANTHONY: (angry) No. (To Sandra) Not
at _Rosa's_ place.
Sandra bites her lip.
ANTHONY: (CONT) He got all of us! Ali,
Miff, Toby, Rich, Bryan, Lis, Lune, Ben, Lisa, Mark, Steve, Jay D., Ashley,
Rosa... she's staying here with us tonight, by the way.
SANDRA: Oh, of course.
ANTHONY: I don't know what to do anymore.
This is getting way out of hand. We have got to get a better security system
MATT: (sleepy) Someone tried to hurt
me wit a knife.
Anthony stops his ranting long enough
to let that sink in.
ANTHONY: (to Fry) Did I just my own son
say he was almost stabbed today?
FRY: Uh, maybe?
Anthony looks ready to kill. He storms
off down the hall and slams a door shut, before going into a loud, raging clamor
that is hardly muffled by the door. Fry, Rosa and Sandra all exchange looks.
He finally comes out of the room, looking somewhat calmer.
ANTHONY: Alright, first thing's first;
Phil, we've got to get you out of here.
FRY: Hell no! I don't even know what's
going on. You can't kick me back into the future without telling me why some
group of killer... er... killers are after _my_ favorite nephew! (Rosa coughs
impatiently) And his babysitter.
ANTHONY: Look, bro. Under any other circumstances,
I'd be flattered. But as soon as they find out your related to me, they're gonna
add you to that hit list faster than Lightspeed. I'm not gonna risk another
family member's neck because of this.
FRY: (indignant) What about Yancy? You
gonna shove him off with me, too?
ANTHONY: I would, but he's lucky he's
smart enough to keep his nose in his own business. Philip, you can always come
back later. It's just that now is not the best time in the world.
FRY: (troubled) What about you guys?
What if they do something to you, and I never find out? What if for some bizarre
reason, that Blue Streak doesn't work anymore, and I can never see you again?
ROSA: Nothing will happen to us. Your
brother will be alright. Go back to the future, like in that Michael J. Fox
movie. We can take care of ourselves. Hell, we got out alright today.
FRY: But out of what? You guys won't
even tell me what's going on.
SANDRA: The less you know, the safer
it is for you, Philip. You're no use to them if you don't know what we're doing...
ANTHONY: Let me explain, Sandy. This
whole thing... somewhat revolves around my work.
FRY: This is all about robots?
ANTHONY: (winces) Sort of...
ROSA: Just don't think about it too much.
It'll drive you insane if you do.
FRY: I guess. So, I gotta leave?
Anthony nods. Fry glances at Sandra and
FRY: Well, until we meet again... (hugs
SANDRA: I still can't thank you enough
for saving our son. You'd better come back to us in one piece, alright?
FRY: Yeah... bye Matthew. (Rustles his
hair) Keep out of trouble, and stay away from those guys handing out candy.
MATT: Even those guys at the mall who
FRY: Especially those guys. (To Tony)
Well, I'm ready.
MATT: Wait! Unkie Phil?
MATT: Bwueberry wants to go with you.
Rosa starts snickering at Fry's horrified
Look. Tony glances at Matt's doll uneasily.
ANTHONY: Uh, Matt, are you sure...
MATT: (CONT) He thinks he's safer wit
you. You'll take care of him, wite?
FRY: (phony) Uh, yeah. Sure, kiddo.
He gingerly takes the doll and quickly
stuffs it in his jacket pocket. He takes one last look around the apartment,
and his stare falls on a picture his whole family. Parents, brothers, kids;
they're all there.
FRY: Tony, do you mind if I take that
picture on the table? You know, just for back home?
Fry quickly slips the photo out of the
frame and pockets it. He waves a feeble goodbye to the girls before he and Tony
exit. There's a few seconds pause, and Rosa also heads for the door.
SANDRA: Rosa, where are you going?
ROSA: I have to go apologize to Philip
SANDRA: But I thought you already...
SFX: DOOR SLAM
Rosa has left the building.
CUT TO- BIRD'S EYE VIEW OF OLD NY STREETS
FROM AN APARTMENT ACROSS THE STREET
The two brothers are already outside.
Rosa's figure bolts after them.
ROSA: Antoni, Phil, wait!
ANTHONY: Rosa! I told you as soon as
we got home you were to stay with Sandra...
ROSA: I want to see that wormhole that
Phil used. Please, Tony?
ANTHONY: I dunno...
FRY: Oh come on, bro. Just let her come.
What could happen.
The three silently agree and continue
on. David watches this all from the shadows of his hiding place, and smiles
CUT TO- CRYOGENICS LABS- NEAR MIDNIGHT
Tony, Fry and Rosa are standing in the
room impatiently. Rosa's marveling at the Freezing Capsules (Stephen Hawking
likes to refer to them as Hawking Chambers, mind you Z8-P ) she wipes the steam
that's already gathered on capsule 40 and gaps. Fry's... er also in there.
ROSA: Philip?! There's two of you!
FRY: (stares at the capsule) Wow. Cool!
ANTHONY: This must be the you that first
went to the future in the first place. (Rosa reaches out to touch it) No, don't
touch it! Any slight change could destroy whatever future Phil left behind.
Rosa jerks her hand away quickly.
FRY: Hey, how do you know all this stuff
about time travel, anyway?
ANTHONY: Well, I'm a lot older than you.
FRY: Oh that's your excuse for everything.
SFX: CLOCK STRIKING MIDNIGHT
With every *dong*, the three tense up.
After an eternity of hour tolls... nothing.
FRY: Maybe it's la...
There's a great blast of CGI-enhanced
light, and the sapphire vortex appears once again. Anthony's jaw hits the floor,
Rosa stares at the worm hole in awe, and Fry just stares. He glances at his
FRY: Uh, well, I guess I have to go.
ANTHONY: (regaining composure) Yeah.
FRY: Tony, if anything happens and I
can't get back, I just want you to know... uh...
ANTHONY: I'll miss you too, bro.
Another hesitation between the two. Rosa
clears her throat impatiently. They turn to stare at her.
ROSA: Oh, don't mind me. I'll just look
the other way while you two "men" decide how to express yourselves without looking
ANTHONY: (Sarcastic) Ha ha. (To Fry)
Well, bro, you'd better get going.
FRY: Yeah. See you around.
He starts to step into the vortex, but
Anthony suddenly blurts out...
ANTHONY: Philip, wait! There's something
I have to tell you.
ROSA: (SOTTO) Oh sweet Jesus, he wouldn't...
ANTHONY: It's about David. He's not after
me because I work on robots.
ROSA: (groans and buries her face in
her hands) He would...
ANTHONY: Rosa, Sandy and I are a part
of a secret organization that Dave's trying to bring down.
FRY: Organization? You mean engineering?
ANTHONY: Forget about the robots for
a second, 'K?! It's a top secret government project. It's code-named PROJECT
The once closed door crashes to the floor,
and David storms in, fully loaded. Rosa shrieks and without hesitation, Tony
shoves Fry into the vortex. David's eyes bulge at this new... thing (sorry,
ran out of synonyms for wormhole), but then narrow.
DAVID: Another one of your games, eh
Tony? Well, I've got one for you and Rosa to play. (Raises his gun) It's called
He fires, but not at any person. The
bullet goes straight through the vortex.
CUT TO- BLUE STREAK- INSIDE
Here we are, back in the blue swirling mist.
Fry glances around, straining to hear any bit of noise coming from the date
he's just left.
FRY: (frantic) Anthony?! Rosa? You guys okay? (Meekly)
This is about when the bullet enters
the scene, coming straight at Fry. He screams.
FRY: Valentine's Day, 3003! Valentine's
In another flash of white, the date 2/14/3003
comes up. Fry grabs it.
CUT TO- CRYOGENICS LABS- 3003
Leela's waiting impatiently at the vortex,
when Fry comes flying out, landing on top of her and sending them both crashing
into the wall. The two scramble to their feet.
LEELA: Fry, get off! I hope you didn't
crush your nephew doing that...
FRY: (staring at the vortex) Leela, something
really weird's going on back there...
Just as he finishes that last word, the
bullet comes flying out. Now, picture this. Fry and Leela are pressed against
the wall, staring straight at the charging bullet. But time seems to slow (or
is it really slowing down?) And the bullet comes to a nice, hoovering halt about
an inch away from Fry's skull. The room, once glowing that eerie blue, is engulfed
in an acid green color, as is the vortex. The bullet begins to dissolve rapidly
into thin air, like it's made of sand. There's a moment's pause, and then, the
vortex explodes into a fine green powder that lingers in the air for only a
few seconds more. Then, everything goes dark, as if there was never any vortex
there to begin with.
LEELA: What the hell was that?
FRY: No... no, it's gone! It can't be
gone! It wasn't gone yesterday! It didn't just explode like that yesterday!
LEELA: (consoling) Don't worry, Fry.
Maybe it'll be back tomorrow night.
FRY: (hopeful) You think? Really?
LEELA: (helpless) I don't know for _sure_,
Fry. I'm just saying... you know...
PAUSE, as Fry stares distantly at the
space where the Blue Streak once was. Leela reaches out to take his hand and
lead him away, but stops.
LEELA: Fry, what's that?
FRY: Huh? (Glances down at the Blueberry
doll sticking out of his jacket pocket). Oh. A present from Matt.
LEELA: It's, uh, cute.
The two just stand there for a few more
moments in pondering silence.
CUT TO- PE BUILDING- CONFERENCE ROOM-
LATER THAT DAY (AFTERNOON)
Fry is slumped over the computer, mumbling its contents out
loud to himself. Leela comes in, shoots him a Look, and glances over his shoulder.
LEELA: (reading) Major Projects of the 21st Century.
Fry, what are you doing?
FRY: Tony said something about Project AL. I'm trying to figure
out what the hell it was. (frustrated) And there's no frigging record!
LEELA: (gently) But that's in the past now. There's hardly any
record on your old life nowadays. I've never even heard of Project AL before.
(PAUSE) Fry, please. You haven't stopped thinking about the past since you came
FRY: (stubborn) Not until I figured out why those guys were
making my brother's life a living hell!
He continues browsing the computer. Leela watches him worriedly
for a few moments, sighs, and exits the room.
TEXT: November 18h, 2000
CUT TO- OLD NY GENERAL HOSPITAL- WARD
The door slowly squeaks open and Anthony
steps in. His eyes wander the room curiously, finally falling on poor Rosa,
who's stranded in the hospital bed, staring out the window. Anthony clears his
ROSA: (noticing) Antoni! You came!
ANTHONY: Of course I came. Why wouldn't
ROSA: I thought you'd be like everyone
else and leave me out in the cold.
ANTHONY: Well, I'm not everyone else,
now am I?
Rosa's silent. Anthony pulls out a small
ANTHONY: I, uh, got you something, you
know, for being shot again and all. One, I've decided you can still babysit
Matt. (Rose looks extremely pleased) And two, I got you this. (Hands the package
to Rosa. She looks perplexed at Tony) Go ahead, open it!
Rosa glances cautiously at he box, then
rips it apart. Something small and soft falls into her lap, and when she picks
it up to get a good look at it, she squeals in delight. It's a stuffed animal,
identical to Matt's "mutated rabbit", except it's green with brown eyes.
ROSA: Oh Antoni, he's _adorable_!
ANTHONY: I gave Matt mine. He keeps calling
his Blueberry... he wants you to call yours Lime.
ROSA: Ohhh, he's so cute!
ANTHONY: Um, I went back there last night.
The Blue Streak never showed up. (Furious) David shot
it on purpose! He knew that bullet would screw it up.
ROSA: So you'll never see Philip again?
ANTHONY: (downcast) Yeah, I guess not.
ROSA: Antoni, why the hell did you try
to tell him about PA?
ANTHONY: Uh, you know Tyania, right?
(Rosa nods) Remember what she told me that one day?
ROSA: Uh, no...
ANTHONY: She said I'd have to pass it
onto someone else, and that they would help us save the damn project. I don't
know why, but I got this... implication... that Philip might be that person.
ROSA: (scoffing) Philip? Not Yancy? Or
Matt? Or any other person in your family?
Anthony shrugs helplessly, and the two
fall silent. Uncomfortable with the awkwardness of the situation, Rosa begins
fiddling with her little mutated rabbit doll.
ROSA: How long do you think this is going
last? I mean, the project. How long can you guys at CL keep it under wraps?
ANTHONY: (glances out window) God only
TEXT: February 15h, 3003
FADE IN- LEELA'S ROOM- LATE EVENING/EARLY
Leela's sleeping peacefully, until her
VideoPhone wakes her up. She grumbles as she turns it on. Bender's on the other
BENDER: Hey eyeball, is skintube over
there sleeping with you?
LEELA: (disgusted) No. Why?
BENDER: Well he sure as hell ain't over
here. I haven't seen him since we got off of work.
BENDER: Nu-uh. You _sure_ he isn't over
LEELA: Yes! Stop asking!
BENDER: Then where is he?
LEELA: (musing) I think I might have
CUT TO- CRYOGENICS LABS- LATER
Leela and Bender sneak into the room
cautiously. It's dark in the room, despite the wide window on one side. Fry's
nowhere to be found.
LEELA: Oh no, he went back.
BENDER: Aw crap. Now I have no one to
shove around! Unless... Leela, I order you to binge drink until you puke and
LEELA: Shhh! Do you hear something?
Leela reaches over and flips on the lights.
The room is illuminated in the bright glow, but still no Fry. Of course, that's
before she turns around. She motions silently to Bender, who also whirls around.
BENDER: (awed) Damn...
Fry's huddled in the corner closest to
the entrance, his jacket thrown over his head as he sniffs quietly. Leela bites
her lip as Bender continues to stare.
BENDER: What's wrong with him? Did he
LEELA: Bender, shut up.
The two kneel down next to their friend,
Leela placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
LEELA: (gently) Fry, are you okay?
FRY: (muffled; monotone) It never came.
BENDER: What? The wormhole?
FRY: (CONT) *sniff* I thought if I came
back it would be here, but it never came.
BENDER: Yeah, good riddance. That big-ass
hole was doing damage to the decor.
LEELA: (comforting) Well... at least
you got to see _some_ of your family. And at least you got to say goodbye, right?
FRY: Right. *sniff*
LEELA: And I'm sure they'll figure out
what happened to the Blue Streak sooner or later.
BENDER: Yeah! So what's the big deal.
Fry starts sniffling harder into his
jacket, and Leela gently pulls it off his head, revealing his tear-streaked
face and his misty red eyes. He lets out a dry sob in protest, but nevertheless,
FRY: They're dead. They're dead, and
I miss them, and there's nothing I can do about it! (Starts bawling)
As he wails on into the night, Leela
and Bender sit there helplessly. Leela tries to fit some words of comfort into
the silent dialogue, but she fails to come up with any. Even the selfish Bender
seems perplexed by the situation and how he can't improve it. Because truth
be told, the past is dead; and there's nothing they can do about it.
That was a rather depressing ending,
even for me. But I wrote the ending not long after Luck of the Fryish, and the
whole family idea was still throttling my brain. Deep as that ending was, it
only showed Fry mourning over his family (well, Yancy anyway) remembering him,
not over him losing his family. That's what I wanted to see. That was really
the original point of this story; to prove Fry isn't just a conceited jerk when
it comes to stuff like that.
Anthony's little quip at the end is actually
a bit of foreshadowing of what's to come in a future set of chapters <Evil
Coming soon to a web page near you:
'Rama Trilogy Part 3: The Revival of Project *****.