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-Hey, that's mine. Give it back.
-
-No way. It's my whistling pinwheel.
-
[pinwheel whistles]
-You're an apple.
-
-What's that, Orange? I can't hear you.
-
[whistling continues]
-[growls]
-
[zapping sounds]
-
Whoa, what's going on?
-
-Ooh! Wow.
-What the?
-
-Orange! Oh, thank God I found you.
-
-Who are you?
-
-Orange, I'm you from the year 2053.
-
-What?
-I'm from the future.
-
-Okay, wait. So you're me?
-Yeah.
-
-And you're from the future?
-Yes.
-
-Prove it.
-Orange, we don't have time.
-
I have to warn you that--
-Nope. Not listening till you prove it.
-
-So, the lightening and me
appearing out of nowhere,
-
that doesn't count for anything?
-
-Could've been smoke and mirrors.
-
-Well, I have my official
2053 driver's license with me.
-
-That could be fake. Not convinced.
-
-I've got this futuristic laser gun.
-
[ptew!]
-Aah!
-
-Whoa... poor Steve.
-
-Now are you convinced?
-Nope. Lame.
-
-Well, the only other thing I
have with me is this glow stick.
-
-What? A stick that glows?
-
You really are from the future.
-
-That's what I've been trying to say.
-
-Can I have a glow stick?
-No, there's no time.
-
-I'll trade you my new iPhone 4 for it.
-
-Why would I want that?
-
I have an iPhone 512.
[toilet flushes]
-
-How 'bout my golf clubs?
-No.
-
-I'll trade you Pear for it.
-
-Hey!
-No, no one's trading Pear for it.
-
Just listen to me.
-Fine.
-
-Orange, I was sent here to protect you.
-
-Protect me? From who?
-
-From an evil future space warlord
that can move things with his mind.
-
If he kills you, then I'll never exist.
-
-Wait, why won't you exist?
-
-Because I'm him.
-I'm an orange.
-
-And I'm you... from the future.
-
-So why does he want to kill you?
-You mean me.
-
-Because, I'm the only
one that can stop him,
-
but I need your help.
-How's that?
-
-You're in possession of the most
powerful weapon known to man or fruit.
-
-Is it me?
-No, it's not you.
-
-Oh.
-It's the whistling pinwheel.
-
-What?
-It's the only device that can stop him.
-
You don't know it yet,
but when used correctly,
-
it can destroy anything.
-
-I'll trade you for the glow stick.
-Deal.
-
-No way, the pinwheel's mine.
-
-Darn it, Pear. There's no time.
-Yeah, hand it over, Pear.
-
-Nope, can't hear ya.
-
[pinwheel whistling]
-Come on, give it back.
-
-Hey Pear, what are you doing?
-You gotta give it to us!
-
[both talking at once,
zapping sounds]
-
-Hey, look. He's coming.
-There he is, he's right there!
-
-Hey!
-No, he's got the pinwheel!
-
Oh no! Nooooo...
-
[boom!]
-
-Whoa!
-Oww...
-
-Who are you?
Why'd you kill future Orange?
-
-Hey, it's me!
-
-You're an orange.
-And you're an orange.
-
[both laugh]
-
-And I'm confused.
-
-I was sent here from the future to
protect you from an evil space warlord.
-
-That's what the last guy said.
-Well, duh.
-
He was from an evil future.
-
He was trying to trick you into
thinking that I was the space warlord,
-
when it was really him.
-
-Wow. I'm really beside myself.
-
[both laugh]
-Oh, God.
-
Captioned by SpongeSebastian