Dr. Larry Fleinhardt: You know that it's considered unsolvable?
Charlie Eppes: Well, certainly people who have failed to solve it might think that.
Dr. Larry Fleinhardt: You know, here's a discussion: Why is it that we remember the past and not the future?
Charlie Eppes: That's a tough one, Larry.
Alan Eppes: Checkmate.
Don Eppes: Checkmate.
Charlie Eppes: Oh, yeah, I see. You guys are ganging up on me, huh? You did that on purpose, that little distraction thing.
Alan Eppes: Ah, I'm just a little nervous.
Terry Lake: Don't worry-everything looks wonderful. In fact, your son could learn a few things from you. Know where we went on our first date?
Don Eppes: All right, all right, all right, all right.
Terry Lake: The laundromat. Dinner was pizza.
Don Eppes: A little professionalism.
Alan Eppes: You don't say... How interesting.
Charlie Eppes: You know, this isn't the first time I've received a love letter. When I published my first article in the American Journal of Mathematics I was invited to spend the weekend at a bed and breakfast in Santa Barbara.
Dr. Larry Fleinhardt: Yeah? Did you go?
Charlie Eppes: Ah, I was fourteen. My mother had to break the news to a very embarrassed female professor at Berkley.
Amita Ramanujan: Charlie, where did you learn all this stuff about assassination?
Charlie Eppes: If I told you that I'd have to kill you.
Amita Ramanujan: Okay, seriously.
Charlie Eppes: Seriously.
Colby Granger: Colonel in Special Ops said he was the bastard son of Clint Eastwood and Yoda.
Charlie Eppes: Everything is numbers.
Charlie Eppes: What are you doing here?
Don Eppes: Hey. Well, I'm ready to party like it's 1899.
Charlie Eppes: Hey, hey, don't get all Fleinhart on me. It's just the Physics Department paper airplane contest.
Dr. Larry Fleinhardt: Fl-Fleinhart? Since when did my last name become a predicate adjective?
Charlie Eppes: Since your students started using it that way.
Colby Granger: You assaulted a federal agent with a deadly weapon.
Henry Korfelt: It was a Volkswagen.
Don Eppes: So what does all your behavioral science training tell you about a grown man who still lives with his mother?
Megan Reeves: Probably about the same as two brothers still mooching meals at their dad's house three nights a week.
Don Eppes: Hey, Dad. What are you doing here?
Alan Eppes: Well, I-I like coming whenever Charlie gives one of these math-for-dummies lectures. It's the only time I actually understand what he's talking about.
Security Guard: Excuse me? What're you doing?
Charlie Eppes: Simple experiment. It's a pendulum.
Security Guard: Sir, you and the pendulum need to leave.
Charlie Eppes: Okay. It drew an ellipse.
Charlie Eppes: It's from someone who says she's a fan of my work on low dimensional topology. And she's a fan of my... hair.
Don Eppes: Dad, sorry, we gotta go.
Alan Eppes: Sure, right. Couldn't get any worse.
Don Eppes: Listen: alcohol. Lots of alcohol.
Alan Eppes: For who?
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