"Excuse me..." "You mind if I..." "It's a free country." " What's that?" " Oh, nothing." "Sure it's not a One Minute Time Machine." "Damn it!" "Excuse me..." "You mind if I..." "It's a free country." "What's that?" "Well, it certainly isn't a One Minute Time Machine" "Damn it!" " My lunch box." " Weird." " I like weird." " Cool." "I'm Lames." "I'm James." "James, are you trying to pick me up?" "Ok, come on." "Do I look that strong?" "Are you trying to pick me up?" "Yes." "I mean... trying to." "Try harder." " Hi!" " Harder." " Coffee?" " Harder." "Dinner." "We can go back to my place." "Right now?" "And make sweet love." "Fuck our brains out." "Finally!" "I'm just sick of men who can't just ask for what they want." "I want you to spank my bad little boy's bottom" "Come on..." "I thought you..." "No, no." "I want to spank you." "We're going right now." " Hey!" "You like Science." " Science!" "My 5 years old niece likes Science." "I have a doctorate in Quantum Mechanics." "Ah!" "You're a theoretical quantum Mechanics regarding *bolder perceptions of time and how to deal with universal spatial geography." "Ah... yeah." " What's your favorite part?" " The butt." "We're still talking about Science." " Time travel." " Me too." "It's an amazing scary shit, all right?" "I know." "Wait, why?" "Did you read the chapter about practical applications?" "Of course I read the chapter on practical application." " And..." " And..." "I'm just going to hit this little red button here." "Excuse me!" "I'm sorry, who are you, and what are you doing with my book?" "Shh." "I'll read this real fast." "Don't worry." "It doesn't even count." " Ninety five pages?" "Fuck that!" "No I didn't actually read that." "I've been busy doing instead of reading." "Doing like..." "Doing actual practical time travelling?" " You used that yet?" " I don't know..." "Maybe." " For me?" " That freaks you out?" "No." " No." "Actually... really beautiful." " Really think so?" "Sure." "I never had a man fight for me before." "let alone die for me." "I'm sorry, die?" "No." "I'm still here." "Yeah, not you exactly." "But that's the point of the chapter, right?" "Time travel is impossible" " It's not impossible." "I've done it." " No." "Every time you pushed that button, you created a copy of yourself in a parallel world that exists one minute in your past." "Your original body died in the genuine or earlier universe." " How many times?" " I don't know." "Maybe sixteen?" "Help!" "Someone?" "Oh my God!" "Oh my god!" "Shit!" "" "Hello!" "Ok, ok, wake up..." "I killed myself sixteen times." "On the bright side," "You did the first successful multiple suicide." "Pretty cool." "Hey, look..." "Let's go to my place and just forget all about this stupid little murder box." " Murder box!" " Suicide Machine." "Who cares?" "That wasn't you." "It was them." "Hum?" " I can't." " Shit!" "Really?" "Will I ever have a boner again?" "Not with what I know." "Damn it." "Regina, you'd better thank me for this." " What's your favorite part?" " Time travel." "Me tool." "It's amazing." " It's scary..." " Scary?" "What do you mean?" "No, nothing." "I mean, it's not like it's some multidimensional murder box or anything." "Damn!"