Lewis:
[Lewis is on the roof disappointed that his memory scanner failed, he rips out the page with the picture of the memory scanner out of his notebook, crumples it into a ball and throws it away. He sits down on a crate. Then by his suprise the ball of paper hits him in the head, he throws it again trying to figure out what's happening, and Wilbur jumps out from behind the building and throws the crumpled ball of paper back to him which lands on the crate, then jumps back to the wall next to the door]
Hey, what're you doing up here?
Wilbur:
Coo, coo, coo.
[Lewis picks up the crumpled ball of paper and heads over to where Wilbur is hiding]
Wilbur:
Coo, coo coo-coo coo.
[Deliberatly drops the ball of crumpled paper close to where Wilbur is and Wilbur jumps back out, picks up the ball of paper, and puts it in Lewis's hand]
Wilbur:
Coo, coo.
[jumps back into hiding spot]
Lewis:
[throws down ball of paper]
Will you quit that please? I know you're not a pigeon!
Wilbur:
[jumps out and covers Lewis's mouth and starts looking around to see if anyone is around]
Shh, you're blowing my cover!
Lewis:
[Wilbur is still looking around to see if anyone is watching them]
But we're the only ones up here!
Wilbur:
That's just what they want you to think.
[picks up the ball of paper and flattens it out and gives it to Lewis and Wilbur starts pushing Lewis to the door]
Wilbur:
Now, enough moping, take this back the science fair and fix that memory scanner!
Lewis:
[pushes Wilbur away]
Stop, stop, get away from me!
Wilbur:
Maybe you forgotten I'm a time cop from the future.
[quickly shows his "badge" to Lewis which is really a coupon for a tanning salon]
Wilbur:
Should be taken very seriously.
Lewis:
[Lewis grabs Wilbur's "badge"]
That's no badge, it's a coupon for a tanning salon!
[waving the coupon in Wilbur's face]
Lewis:
You're a fake.
Wilbur:
[Lewis heads back to the crate to get his notebook and his bag]
Okay, you got me, I'm not a cop. But I really am from the future! And there really is this bowler hat guy!
Lewis:
[grabs his bag]
Agh, here we go again.
Wilbur:
He stole a time machine, came to the science fair and ruined your project!
Lewis:
My project didn't work because I'm no good.
[Wilbur pockets the paper with the picture of the time machine in his pocket]
Lewis:
There is no bowler hat guy, there is no time machine and you're not really from the future. You're crazy!
Wilbur:
[starts to head for the door to leave but Wilbur blocks him]
Ho, ho, I am not crazy.
Lewis:
Oh, yeah captain time travel? Prove it!
Wilbur:
Uh... um...
[rubs his head]
Lewis:
Yeah, that's what I thought.
[heads to the door]
Lewis:
[mumbling]
I'm just going to lock myself in my room and hide under the covers for a couple of years.
Wilbur:
[Lewis starts to open the door but is immediatly slammed shut by Wilbur]
[kind of quickly]
Wilbur:
If I prove to you that I'm from the future will you go back to the science fair?
Lewis:
Yeah, sure whatever you say.
[Wilbur smiles jumps behind him, grabs him and starts pushing him to one of the edges of the orphanage]
Lewis:
Let go of me! What are you doing, let go of me!
Wilbur:
Okay.
[Lifts Lewis up and throws over the side of the building where he lands in the time machine]
