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(upbeat music)

(buzzing)
(typewriter keys tapping)

(buzzing)
(audience laughing)

(buzzing)

- Hi Uncle Martin.

- Hello Tim.

Oh wait (clears
throat), let me give you

a finger with those packages.

(audience laughing)
(buzzing)

- Hey you know something?

It just dawned on
me that every time

you point your finger it
carries a lot of weight.

(audience laughing)

- I'll be polite Tim and
ignore that unfortunate pun.

- What's the matter
aren't you feeling well?

- [Uncle Martin] Hm?

- The pills, you're taking
some pills over there.

- Oh, just a memory pill Tim.

I'm probing Earth's
gravitational field

for a weak zone through which
my spaceship might escape.

This last pill gives
me all there is to know

in the field of geo-electronics.

- You know it must be the light

in this room or something but

for a moment there
I could have sworn

that your skin was all
covered with green polka dots.

It is.

(audience laughing)
(slow orchestral music)

- Great folds of rocket fire no!

- Well what is it?

- Well apparently I've developed

an allergy from taking
all those pills.

I dare not even take
a medical science pill

to learn the cure!

- Well can't, can't
you do something?

Maybe I can call a doctor?

- And have him see me like this?

- Well maybe we could get
one that's color blind.

(audience laughing)

(beeping)

(slow, ominous music)

(beeping)

(upbeat music)

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- You know you're
right Uncle Martin

you can't just go walking around

looking like a green leopard.

Even Mrs Brown would
know something's wrong.

- A little flesh colored
makeup will handle that Tim.

I'm disturbed about
something far more serious.

Without these pills I
won't be able to complete

my gravity studies before
the solar storms pass.

Everything on every
subject on Earth

and on Mars is stored
in these pills.

Without them I'm an ignoramus.

- Oh now come on Uncle martin.

If you're an ignoramus
what does that make me?

(audience laughing)
I had to ask.

- I'm sorry Tim, I didn't
mean to be insulting.

It's just that we Martians
use 100% of our brain

while you use only
10 percent of yours.

- 10 percent?

What happened to the
other 90 percent?

Or is that just to
keep may hairline

from joining up
with my eyebrows?

(audience laughing)

- I'm afraid so.

Now how can I get these
pills into usable form?

- Maybe I could
put a sign outside,

"Vacancy, One
Empty Head To Let."

(audience laughter)

- Exactly.

- Exactly what?

- Tim I'm not being
insulting but you

just made a very
intelligent observation.

You're empty headed.
(audience laughing)

Sitting on those big
broad shoulders of yours

is a great big beautiful
90 percent empty head.

- Well thanks a lot!

- It's a perfect store house
for all that's in these pills.

- (chuckles) You're not
gonna get me to do it.

Now I may not have much up here

but what I do have is
mine, I won't do it.

No, I won't do it!

- I knew you wouldn't
let me down Tim.

- Since you're gonna turn
me into a human computer

don't you think it would be a
little more accurate to say,

"Tim, I knew I
could count on you"?

(audience laughing)
- See, see your puns

are already more intelligent.

Now this intellectual monitor
will measure your brain power.

You may go to sleep now Tim.

- But I'm not sleepy.

(switch clicks)
(electronic ticking)

- Tim, once you've
consumed these pills

that are in this glass you
will be the most brilliant,

most highly educated
man on Earth.

(slow, tense music)

Drink.

(slow, tense music)
Drink more.

More, uh-huh.

(high pitched whirring)

Now Tim, the most
important point,

so that you will still be
able to pursue a normal life

I want you to be totally unaware
of how brilliant you are.

Only this signal (snaps fingers)

will switch you to
your full powers.

Then the same signal
(snaps fingers)

and instantly your mind
goes back to normal.

Open your eyes.

Awaken.
(fingers snapping)

- Hm.

Well I, ah, I don't
feel any smarter.

But I feel fuller,
here, not here.

(audience laughing)

- [Martin] Good. (snaps fingers)

- Oh, an intellectualometer.

Another crude but
mildly effective device

for measuring
mental capabilities.

That's--

- [Martin] (snaps
fingers) That's enough.

- Wow!

What's enough?

Uncle Martin do you realize

that for a, for a minute there,

my head, it seemed
like it was full of

all the answers in the world!

And now I can't even
think of a question.

(audience laughing)

- I've got the questions.
(snaps fingers)

(audience laughing)

Now then Tim, to locate
the possible weaknesses

in Earth's gravitational
field I should know

the precise weight of the
Earth at the moment of takeoff.

June the 5th, 8
p.m., Greenwich time.

- It is not weight, it is mass.

Space is measured in mass.

The precise mass of the
Earth at launch time

will be six sextillion
588 quintillion

821 trillion 31 billion
621 million, 274, 921 tons.

- Fine.

- 843 pounds.

- [Martin] Wonderful but--

- Three ounces.

- Well, ah--
- Seven grams, next question?

(audience laughing)
- Ah, well that certainly

is precise, now then if ah.
(phone ringing)

Oh.
(snaps fingers)

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

Speaking.

But, but, but it's my day off.

Well I just, I just don't
think it's fair that--

Well since you put it that way.

Alright, well, since Johnny
can't make it, I'll ah,

I'll just have to go down
and cover for him I guess.

Yes, I'll, I'll be there,
I'd be delighted to.

Goodbye.

Oh uh, tough luck Uncle Martin,

I have to go down to the
airport and interview some VIP.

And since I have
grown accustomed

to eating regularly
I couldn't refuse.

- Well I guess this
will just have to wait.

- Don't worry I'll
make it snappy.

- Snappy?

Great galaxies,
perish the thought.

(audience laughing)

- Now if we could
get one more Manuel.

One more shot, see if you
can get this one okay?

Well now that you're
here in California

do you know where
you'll be appearing?

- Yes, Los Angeles,
San Francisco.

- Ah pardon me but
there's a special flight

due at Dewitt Merican.

Oh, never mind,
thanks, I see him.

- There isn't very much
I can tell you about it.

- Well I wonder if we could
get an action shot now,

you know, danced up
or something, so we
could wrap it up?

Alright?

(fingers snapping)
(guitar strumming)

(fingers snapping)
(guitar strumming)

(audience laughing)

- Good, wonderful,
thank you very much.

Thank you very
much indeed Manuel.

- [Man] He makes
the final decision.

- Now, but would you
say that he's ready

to approve the appropriation,

to try to put a man on the moon?

- Not until we're
certain the moon's

service is vehicular supporting.

Now that is to say we suspect

a deep dust has been collecting

from outer space for
millions of years.

We wouldn't want our
rocket to sink into it.

- Beneath a thin layer
the lunar surface

is perfectly
vehicular supporting.

- Yes, I would, I
beg your pardon?

- The sun heats the
surface of the moon

to 216 degrees
Fahrenheit and then

the temperatures
plunge to 251 degrees

below zero during
the lunar night.

Now the expansion from the heat

and the contraction from
the cold, 12 times a year,

slightly more than two
and a half billion years

have compressed the lunar
dust into a very solid pack.

- Well if you're
right then our only

remaining problem is weight.

- Fuel.

- Really?

- We could double our
moon rocket's thrust

by using a fuel composed
of loxotetrobyazene.

- Was that a fuel?

- It is now, I just invented it.

(audience laughing)

- It is a volatile marriage
between liquid oxygen,

techtrol bioxide, and benzine.

- But can you combine
techtrol and bioxide

and live to talk about it?

- You can if you use
kreon as a catalyst.

- Well of course.
(fingers snapping)

(audience laughing)

- Hi fellas.
(audience laughing)

- Now where did
that idea come from?

Sir?
(fingers snapping)

Where did the idea come from?

- Me.
(audience laughing)

- Get a picture of him,
both of 'em together.

- Stop.

Now, no pictures, no stories.

Everything you've just
heard is as of this moment,

classified information.

What did you say your name was?

- Tim O'Hara.

- Would you raise your
right hand, O'Hara?

Do you solemnly swear
to preserve, protect,

and defend the constitution of
the United States of America?

- I do.

- Greetings, O'Hara,
you've just been drafted.

(audience laughing)

(upbeat music)

(phone ringing)

- Tim O'Hara residence.

Tim?

Where are you?

- I regret to say, Uncle Martin,

that my presence and
whereabouts is classified.

(audience laughing)

(buzzing)

- Air Force One.

You're in the President's
personal jet, aren't you?

Headed for Washington.

- I'm sorry, but I
can neither confirm

nor deny that question.

- Tim, you don't
sound like yourself.

You sound like...

Oh no.
(audience laughing)

Tim, Tim I want you
to listen closely.

(fingers snapping)

- Yes?

You have my complete attention.

- It didn't work,
he's jammed on.

Tim?

Thank you for calling, I'm
glad everything's alright

and that you're feeling fine.

I'm glad one of us is.

If they should ask him just
one question about Mars.

(upbeat music)

Hello.

Flight reservations, please.

Yes, yes I'd like space
on the next flight

for Washington, D.C.

The name is Taylor.

That's right, T as in trouble.
(audience laughing)

(grand orchestral music)

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(buzzing)

- What is M over six,
with a centripetal energy

impedance of nine?

- Three point
seven four two one.

Salt, please.
(audience laughing)

- That's incredible.

Physics, chemistry, medicine.

He knows everything.

- Now I take it that
you're as impressed

as I was with
O'Hara's brilliance.

And we can go ahead with
our plans as scheduled.

- Oh, certainly.

- Now in precisely 10
minutes, by the clock,

Arthur Nelson will be
here from the White House

to confirm O'Hara's appointment

as chief of our new
space research program.

Now, I might tell
you that I believe

Mr. Nelson will want to
use this computing machine

and ask O'Hara that
one vital question

that's been stymieing us all.

- Project Galileo?

- Well after all, if
we're in the business

of exploring space, who could
tell us more about Mars?

(buzzing)

- Yes, even my home
address, including zip code.

And only 10 minutes.
(audience laughing)

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(buzzing)
(audience laughing)

(slow music)

(buzzing)
(audience laughing)

Hm, not terribly flattering,

but I guess I can live
with it until five o'clock.

(audience laughing)

(buzzing)
(audience laughing)

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(slow orchestral music)

(upbeat music)

- [Man] Grab him!

- I beg your pardon?

- We're lucky he didn't
get out the door.

- Would you mind not playing
patty cake with my pockets?

I've done nothing.

- Being a spy is nothing, huh?

- Spy?

- Oh come on, give it
up, we know who we are.

Leopold Dollar, the spy.

- I had to pick somebody
who came in out of the cold.

(audience laughing)

(audience laughing)
(buzzing)

(buzzing)

- He's gone.

- How could he?

- He's in the vent.

- Come on, we'll hit him
off at the main duct.

(audience laughing)

(buzzing)

- Hm, this is gonna
be a close shave.

Two ways.

(audience laughing)

- Mr. O'Hara, Mr. Nelson.

- How do you do?

Mr. O'Hara, even
though we've never met,

I want you to know
I've already discussed

to you the President.

You see, I know all about you.

- That's alright, I
know all about you, too.

Your name is Arthur
Nelson, you born

October 17, 1906, you
played center field

for your high school
baseball team.

(audience laughing)
- Fantastic.

- Not really.

You only batted 281.

(audience laughing)

- He's astounding.

- Mr. And Mrs.
Raymond, if you please.

Now, O'Hara.

At this moment, our
government must make

a tremendous decision.

Now that what that
machine is being programed

to ask you may change
our entire space effort

from the moon, to Mars.

- Did you say Mars?

- Well we don't
expect the impossible.

Now, we realize the
time is a long way off

before we make
contact (laughing)

with an actual Martian.
(audience laughing)

- I don't know
how you got loose,

but you're not
gonna do it again.

(audience laughing)

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(buzzing)

- Beautiful.

Absolutely beautiful.

- Now Mr. O'Hara, what has
been fed into the computer

is all that we know
about the atmosphere

surrounding Mars.

That basically is our problem.

- Mars happens to be one
of my favorite subjects.

For example, if you're curious

as to why the pictures
in your last Mars probe

did not point out
specific details, one.

(buzzing)

(beeping)

- Something's wrong.

(audience laughing)

(screaming)

(audience laughing)

(audience laughing)

(upbeat music)

- Wait for me!

(audience laughing)

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(buzzing)

(audience laughing)

(buzzing)

(rustling)

(upbeat music)

(audience laughing)

(rustling)

(whistling)

- Martin, you're the one.

- One more word
from you, and I'd

have been the one, alright.

Tim, for the good
of all concerned,

I'm going to have to undo
what I've done, and quickly.

- May I ask why I must
wear this ridiculous--

- Go to sleep, Tim.
(snoring)

I'm sorry to take away your fun,

but the world is not
ready for the information

that you possess.

Now, when you
awaken, Tim, all that

information will be gone.

You see, in order
to be used properly,

knowledge must be
gained step by step,

not given.

(buzzing)

They're coming back.

Relax deeply, Tim.

I'm going to have to step
up the machine all the way.

(beeping)
(audience laughing)

(buzzing)

(buzzing)

(buzzing)
(audience laughing)

(slow music)

- The computer's back to normal.

(audience laughing)

- He must've fixed it

- And then he took a nap.

Now that's amazing.

- Before something else
goes wrong, the question.

- Please, the machine.

(beeping)

- Mr. O'Hara, the question.

(slow, tense music)

This is a great
moment in history.

(slow, tense music)

- Uh, Mr. O'Hara?

What is it you're trying to say?

(slow, tense music)

- Horsey.
(audience laughing)

- Did you say "horsey?"

- Mhm.
(audience laughing)

- Good heavens, I
took away everything.

(audience laughing)

(upbeat music)

(buzzing)
(knocking)

- Uh, Mr. O'Hara? Tim's uncle?

- I am, is something wrong?

(audience laughing)

Well he doesn't
appear to know me.

(audience laughing)

- A tragedy.

A genius who burned brightly
for one shining moment.

The strain must've
been too much for him.

Tim.

This is your uncle.

This is your home.

- Home?

- Home.

- Housey.
(audience laughing)

- I spoke to a psychiatrist.

With some rest and proper care,

Tim has a very good
chance of regaining

most of his former self.

Of course, he'll never
be the way he was.

The world has lost a genius.

- I'd rather think it's
gaining a reporter.

(audience laughing)

(popping)
(audience laughing)

- Tim, now I know that
you can't understand me,

but for your one
contribution for helping us

with out rocket fuel, on
behalf of our government,

thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Good bye, Mr. O'Hara.

Good bye, son.

- I think we'll have you
back to normal in a moment.

If you would just sit down.

(audience laughing)

Now,

I want you to swallow this.

- Yuck! Medicine!

- No, it's not medicine.

It's a Tim O'Hara
pill, just for Timmy.

- Yeah?
(audience laughing)

- It's gonna make
you exactly the same

smart young man you once were,

which will be just smart enough.

- Yeah?
(audience laughing)

I want a balloon.
(audience laughing)

- Alright, after
you take this pill.

(audience laughing)

- What am I doing sitting here?

- Is that your only question?

- Well yeah.

Expect that...

You've been dry
cleaned or something.

All your spots are gone.

- Yes, my allergy has faded,
which means that I can

continue my calculations.

If you will excuse me.

- You know, Uncle Martin...

Just watching you work on
some of these formulas and

well, some of the
things that you do,

you really make me feel,
sometimes sorta like a child.

(audience laughing)

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