INT. LAB – DAY
DOCTOR SAMSON ADDRESSES A TEAM OF RESEARCH ASSISTANTS.
DOCTOR SAMSON:
Pay attention now as I add the Kluxomaldahide to the Trixorazipam…
HE GOES TO DECANT A TEST TUBE OF STRANGE GREEN LIQUID INTO A BEAKER OF GLOWING PINK GOO. SUDDENLY DOCTOR JENKINS BURSTS INTO THE ROOM.
DOCTOR JENKINS:
Stop!
DOCTOR SAMSON:
Doctor Jenkins! What on Earth is the meaning of this?
DOCTOR JENKINS:
If you mix those two chemicals you'll have a fatal accident!
DOCTOR SAMSON:
How could you possibly know that, Jenkins?
DOCTOR JENKINS:
Because I've seen this happen already and I travelled from the future to warn you! I'm not Jenkins, I'm Future Jenkins!
DOCTOR SAMSON:
Have you been playing with my time machine? You little tinker!
DOCTOR JENKINS:
Please, I beg of you, just listen to me! You're confusing Trixorazipam with Trizorixipam!
DOCTOR SAMSON:
I am? Well… it has been some time since I studied this particular branch of chemistry. Very well, Doctor Jenkins, forgive me and accept my gratitude.
HE PUTS THE TEST TUBE ASIDE AND TAKES ONE INSTEAD MARKED ‘TRIZORIXIPAM'. HE DECANTS IT INTO THE BEAKER AND –
- BOOM!
IT EXPLODES, SENDING DOCTOR SAMSON FLYING.
RESEARCH ASSISTANT:
Oh my God! You have to go back in time again! You have to warn him, Future Doctor Jenkins!
DOCTOR JENKINS:
Future?
HE LIGHTS UP A SLY CIGARETTE.