Transcript: Landon - What are you doing, Max? Max - Controlling the robot arm with sensors that read my forearm muscle activity! Landon - I wanna try it! Max - But I haven't installed the safety modules... Landon - Arm cramp! Max - Banana?
Transcript: Max - This weather has me feeling down, Finn! I need a change of scenery. Finn - Whatever you need, Max... I'm here for you! Max - How long do you think Joe will let us stay? Finn - Few days! The next strip isn't due till next week.
Transcript: Max - Aristotle, you should do something more productive than just read all day! Aristotle - Excuse me, but I've composed 2 novels, 3 anthologies, and 14 essays... all in my head! Your inability to appreciate my genius is not my problem!
Transcript: Max - I'm starting a new think tank and research center, Landon! I'm calling it 'Think Shop!' We'll give advice to the world's power brokers... and it'll be run by kids!! Landon - Kids? Is that a good idea, Max? Max - There's a global financial mess, a choking planet, wide corruption, and nukes everywhere! Do you trust adults to do anything right? Landon - It's both true and vile!
Transcript: Finn - Mumble, mumble, mumble, mumble... Penelope - Finn, did you say my mew makeup makes me look beautiful? ...and that we should marry? Finn - No, I said stop wearing that silly makeup. It makes you look scary!
Transcript: Max - Finn, can tests at CERN's Large Hadron Collider, in Switzerland, produce strangelets? ...and set off a chain reaction that could turn our planet into a giant ball of strange matter, destroying it? Finn - Theoretically, yes! Max - Aren't you scared? Finn - No... we're already a giant ball of strangeness bent on destroying our planet.
Transcript: Finn - Researchers at CERN's Large Hadron Particle Collider called me. Penelope - What did they want? Finn - They're looking for a new kind of particle called a Strangelet. Finn - Your obsessive, manic, over-analytical, and controlling nature is unequivocal proof... Strangelets exist! Aristotle - The search is over!
Transcript: Finn - What are you doing, Max? Max - Drawing plans for a Star Wars Laser Blaster. Finn - Blasters shoot plasma, not lasers! You couldn't even see a laser blast traveling light speed. Landon - Yeah. That's 186,000 miles a second. Max - Show offs! Landon - You know Star Wars is science fiction, right? Max - Blasphemy!
Transcript: Max - I just invented a way to boost the power output of lasers, Aristotle! Aristotle - Not impressed. Max - It'll lead to new medical treatments, faster data transmission, and more! Aristotle - Blah blah blah! Max - I'm also one step closer to a real Star Wars Blaster! Aristotle - Pure genius!