It's that easy. See, Weebo?
- Professor!
- Weebo?
- Help! Let me out!
- Oh, Weebo!
- Professor!
- Oh!
- What were you doing in there?
- Flirting with the alternator.
- Hope you didn't touch anything.
It's not the time to play. We're about
to make a major breakthrough.
Okay, here we go.
Yeah. I think we're ready.
- Weebo?
- Yes?
What do you say
we take her for a ride?
- Fly me to the moon!
- That's it. That's the spirit.
We'll fly over to Sara's house,
park this baby on the roof,
and then maybe she's
gonna change her tune.
You know, maybe you should
just go without me.
- Why?
- Because I get carsick.
- Oh, come on.
You're not gonna blow chips.
- No?
- You don't have a stomach.
- I have a queasy gyro.
Now get over it. This is not
about cars. This is about Sara.
- Now get in here.
- No!
- Now.
- All right.
Oh! We're fine now.
- Ah! Out into the world.
- Okay, here we go.
Look at this! Let's see
what this baby will do!
Oh! It works!
- Yes, it does.
- I'm psyched!
Oh, boy.
- You know what this means, Weebo?
- What?
I'll never have
to buy tyres again.
Ah. Let's see what's
on the radio, Weebo.
Ho! Latin!
Bam ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum
Bum ba-bum ba-bum
Hey!
Bum-bum be-bum bum
Right turn.
Whoa! Yes!
Huh? Huh? Oh!
Ah! We're fine.
Whoa! Oh.
- It's all right. I saw it.
- I don't think so.
Weebo, there is
nothing to worry about.
Oh-- Mayday!
Come on. Easy.
Oh! Sorry.
First-time flyer. Shh!
I'm very sorry!
Hang on, Weebo!
Oh! Ha, ha, ha! Oh!
Whoa! Oh! Oh, Weebo!
Oh, now, we're cookin'!
Whoa!
Oh!
Oh! Yes!
Oh, Weebo. Come on up.
Please. You've gotta see this.
Wow! ls this
what you call heaven?
Almost. Look at it.
The whole world below
and beyond.
- It's beautiful.
- The solitude up here.
The stillness.
- The silence.
- Uh-oh.
Silly me turned it off.
Turns right back on.
The shutter's jammed probably,
Weebo. We're okay.
Start right up.
Oh, please turn over!
For the love of Newton,
turn over!
Abandon ship!
Oh!
Yes!
It's such a pleasure
to spend time with you...
without having Brainard
hovering above us.
Mmm.
- More wine?
- No. No, thank you.
I have to say good night.
I have a busy,
busy day tomorrow.
Mmm.
Rutland would die to have you.
We'd be together
with nothing but time.
Sara?
Mmm.
I'm sorry, Wilson.
Forget it. It's okay.
We have lots of time.
Listen, l'm-l'm driving up
on Thursday to Rutland for the game.
- I'll see you there.
- Should I make dinner reservations?
Since Rutland is going
to lose, l'll pay.
All right. If your team wins,
you can buy me dinner.
If your team loses, we go up to
the mountains for the weekend.
- Mmm--
- Cad!
- Do we have a bet?
- I'll think about it.
I can't lose. She's mine!
Sir lsaac.
Out!
All right.
One more time. What happened?
He took a golf ball,
he rubbed this cream on it,
and then the golf ball
took off and...
popped Smith in the head.
- Several times.
- Mm-hmm.
- I got hit with a bowling ball.
- Repeatedly.
- Were you drinking?
- No.
Two beers at dinner.
Wesson had a white wine.
- With dinner.
- Right.
It's this stuff
he's got, sir. It's--
I don't know what it is. I don't
know where it comes from, but...
it will give you
one heck of a headache.
Oh, goodness.
I-l wish I could
make you feel better.
Hmm. So do l.
Well, maybe l'm old-fashioned,
but I believe...
a woman should love a man
for what he is,
and not for what
she wants him to be.
Thanks for the
sentiment, Weebo, but...
this is really not an area you're
qualified to offer perspective on.
Well, I don't have much of
a smile, but I do have a brain.
I have to deal with this alone.
It's a human matter,
not for computers.
It's for people.
- Good night, Weebo.
- Good night, Professor.
Hmm.
- I got it!
- Oh, no!
I gotta turn this thing off.
This is so embarrassing.
Weebo, I just had
this amazing dream!
- Weebo!
- Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!
Weebo! Weebo!
- Weebo! Wake up!