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Previously on Making History...
I have questions about colonial Massachusetts. It's urgent.
You have urgent questions
about colonial Massachusetts?
It's a time machine. I go to the past every weekend,
sometimes on Tuesdays. CHRIS: It's real?
Yup. Something screwed up the American Revolution.
(Chris screams) CHRIS: I'm gonna give a speech
that will rally a revolt.
Show me the money! (all laughing)
Your girlfriend is Paul Revere's daughter?
And your friends with John Hancock and Sam Adams?
The founding fathers? Oh, yeah.
You guys go back to 2016. Leave me behind.
DEBORAH: "Chris Parish, killed at the Battle of Lexington,
April 24, 1775."
That's tomorrow.
♪
(sheep bleats, man gags)
I love Philadelphia. Oh, yes, they have that
Philadelphia cheesed beef.
Ooh, on a hard roll?
John Hancock, Sam Adams.
Chris. Show me the money.
(Hancock chuckles)
You said it, so now I'm saying it.
I have news about the British
that is gonna... Oh, God, you're obsessed.
You're certain you want to do this again?
Last time all your British stuff
completely sucked the life out of the room.
You bombed up there, brother. CHRIS: Listen,
you must gather everyone.
Ha-hang on, Chris.
It sounds like you're trying to say something important.
It's very important.
But you're not wearing a wig, so....
So it doesn't feel important.
Do you see our problem here, Chris?
You got no hair, man. You look like a baby mouse.
ADAMS: Imagine, a baby mouse,
naked, blind,
pops out of his little nest
made of hair and sticks
and starts talking to men in a bar.
You're right. HANCOCK: And yet, transpose that against
a fully furred adult mouse
rising up on its hind legs,
waist-coated and stocking-ed,
addressing you in a mature manner.
ADAMS: Well,
you damn well sit up and listen.
CHRIS: All right, everybody.
Settle down. Hey!
Settle down please.
Decent wig.
I'll hear him out.
(chickens clucking)
(electrical whining)
Sorry we could only stay in the future for those few seconds.
I understand.
Your honor wouldn't permit you to leave Chris behind.
Yeah, "honor."
Totally.
Plus, I wouldn't want to have to
walk by that statue every day.
Did you see the eyes on that thing?
Pure nightmare fuel.
That glimpse of the future was so overwhelming.
There was Chris's statue,
a building,
and that miraculous, shiny paper.
That was a York Peppermint Patty wrapper.
It was the most splendid thing I've ever seen. Oh.
Well, if you like that, wait till you see our other trash.
Now let's go get Chris before he gets himself killed.
Now, revolution,
we've all heard that word,
but what are some reasons
someone might have one?
Anybody?
Paul Revere?
Uh, when somebody's mean, like,
when somebody hurts somebody?
Good, yes, did everybody hear Paul's answer?
Like if somebody hurts somebody.
For instance, the British killed your daughter.
What?
They killed your daughter. (all gasping)
Just terrible way to deliver that news.
I liked it.
Get to the point, get on with your day.
Elizabeth's dead?
Not Elizabeth.
Deborah.
Oh.
Oh, drat.
(man coughs, Hancock clears his throat)
Where's your sense of pride, huh?
W-Where's your sense of freedom?
All right, fine, how about this?
We shall form a committee to consider a revolution.
That committee shall meet in a fortnight.
Ooh, fortnight's no good for me. And I have a thing two fortnights from now.
I told you all about it last fortnight,
so don't get mad at me.
Well, then it's settled.
We shall reconvene in a year.
Guys, listen!
Okay, we have to do this now, all right?
We're all here and nobody looks busy.
Don't be nasty, Chris.
I'm trying to help.
The British are gonna find your hidden cannons.
They know about our cannons?
Yes! They're gonna take all of your weapons.
They're coming for our guns?
MAN: What?
Oh, my God, this is America.
Yes.
Yes!
The British are coming
to take your guns.
I will die for my right to kill others
while defending myself.
If they take our guns,
then how are we supposed to fight the people
who would take our guns?!
(window shatters) My gun!
Mine!
My gun!
Oh, gunny, gunny, gunny.
They'll never get you. Mwah.
The committee be damned.
We shall revolt.
(all cheer) Finally,
these American colonies
will truly
be free! (cheering)
Yes.
DAN: Chris! Chris!
Chris!
(door closes) Chris, what's up, man?
HANCOCK: Paul,
it's your daughter, Deborah. She's alive and right there.
(man coughs) So she is.
You're a liar.
(booing loudly)
After I loaned you my favorite wig.
I have to stop trusting wigs.
I thought you were dead.
I'm happy to see you too, father.
Now, you can do my laundry.
(sighs)
And...
the chapeau.
Wow. My dad was kind of a jerk,
but that was the meanest thing I've ever seen.
Forget him. Soon we'll be in the future
starting our lives together,
and nothing that he can say will ever change that.
What are you doing?
I'm supposed to be fixing the American Revolution
and you are supposed to be
in the future. You want to know what we're doing, pal?
We're saving your life. That's me?
Wait... how do I die?
DEBORAH: There's a plaque on the back that says
that you were hit by two cannonballs at the same time.
CHRIS: Wow, so...
I died at the Battle of Lexington.
Actually, you died the day after the Battle of Lexington.
You choke on a walnut.
British are here and the Colonists are here.
And we need to draw them into battle. Easy.
We tell George Washington
to write a letter to the troops
instructing them to...
Why are you pointing at me?
I'm brainstorming. Haven't you ever brainstormed before?
One guy starts the idea.
The other guy...
Finishes the idea?
Okay, yeah, so you've brainstormed before.
Dan, the most helpful thing you can do right now,
stop helping.
What? Well, where do I fit?
I have so much to offer this team!
I got a ton of heart,
an abundance of skill,
and when the battle is going,
I'm a full-blown berserker.
I've made a decision.
I'm not going to wash my father's clothes.
Get it, girl. After seeing the future,
the bigotry of this time is too hard to ignore.
You were there, like, three seconds. You're being very judgey.
After seeing that Peppermint Patricia wrapper,
I knew that any society that could mix
two separate flavors, like mint and chocolate,
is more open-minded than I could ever fathom.
We must start this revolution
so that the women of the future
can feel the freedom that I felt
in those brief moments.
You'll feel that feeling again, my love.
I promise.
Oh, Daniel.
(Deborah and Dan moaning) Guys.
Guys. Guys, hey!
One thing has always been true
about Americans, huh?
They freak out if you try and take their guns.
So... let's try and make
the British take the Colonists' guns.
Right. I... you just lost me.
So the Colonists will freak out and start the Revolution.
Okay, yes. I'm back on board.
Oh, I'll ride from Boston to the outer boroughs
to warn my fellow Colonists.
I'll wear my father's clothes,
so they think I'm a man and believe me.
I've fallen for stuff like that. Perfect.
So, you tell the Colonists to defend their guns,
and we'll make sure that the British
are coming for them. DAN: All right.
See, I don't always have the idea, but a lot of times
I have the idea that gets us to the idea.
Great brainstorming, everyone.
You're just so wonderful. Oh, you have no idea.
Hey, pretty cool how I saved your life, huh?
Yeah, and I already thanked you for it,
like, nine times.
Yeah, but I mean, I saved your life.
Oh, my God, that is so great, but maybe right now
we just focus on the Revolution.
Very cool. Very cool.
Still not clear on how we're gonna use
the berserker in all this.
When you were a kid, did your parents ever play
the quiet game with you?
Yeah, I sucked at it. Okay, well,
here's your chance to redeem yourself, buddy.
When we get captured, you?
Just shut up. (soft chuckle)
Shut up. (British accent): Oh, Chris, don't be nasty.
Hello.
Will you come with us, please?
Davey, who are these men?
DAVEY: We found them outside the camp, sir.
They say they're spies for the crown.
Hmm.
Is that so?
Lieutenant Colonel Francis Smith,
it is an honor to meet you.
And who,
exactly, are you?
My name's Jason Bourne.
The government made me the perfect killing machine,
till I became the target.
(quietly): Stop it. How did you know
where to find our camp?
General Gage had us undercover with the Colonists,
and now we're reporting to you.
General Gage?
Well, nobody told me.
Well, that's classic Gage, isn't it?
He's...
out of control lately.
And you have something to report? CHRIS: We do.
The Colonists are stockpiling guns
in a barn outside of Lexington.
♪
Guns.
How many guns?
Like a thousand. Like a million.
Oh, my God.
What is their obsession with guns?
They say they're for self-defense.
All right, but if that's true,
then why have so many?
It makes me think they intend to use them against us.
I've heard claims they're for hunting.
Bows and arrows are for hunting.
A musket fires a bullet a minute.
It's a mass-killing machine!
DAVEY: Well, perhaps
between wanting a gun and purchasing a gun
there could be some...
period of waiting.
I don't want to take their guns!
But having so many
makes me feel like I need to take them away!
But how can I be certain
you are not colonial rabble-rousers?
You don't speak the King's English.
That's because we're so deep undercover,
we've forgotten our accents.
The only thing I do know,
(bone cracks) I'm a human weapon.
DAVEY: Sir, I know
I'm speaking out of turn, but...
my gut tells me this Chris chap is on the level.
But, Davey,
you're a natural skeptic.
I know, sir. but I've got a good feeling about him.
I'd wager my entire reputation
on Chris' good word.
I've never heard Davey say that about anyone before.
(mumbling): Just...
They've made quite a connection.
Very well.
Tomorrow morning, we will march on Lexington,
and we shall secure their guns!
My liege,
is there any way we could march around noon,
so it's not super early?
It's going to be early.
Super early.
The British are coming!
And they want to take your guns!
(indistinct shouting)
The British are coming!
(woman gasps)
And they want to take your guns!
If Paul says it, then it must be true.
We will defend our guns!
The British are coming!
Wow, Paul lost a lot of weight.
Now, I feel fat.
(flies buzzing)
I'll be in the larder.
(colonial music playing)
All right, Chris,
what's your favorite bit of Chaucer?
Uh, The Miller's Tale.
(laughing): Oh, my God, mine too!
(Dan laughing awkwardly)
Oh, you've read it as well?
I have not.
All right.
Hey, Davey, uh,
thank you for backing us up in there.
Oh, no problem. I could tell
you were a good bloke. (chuckles)
That's why I didn't knock you out.
(laughing) But this one.
Try it again. Seriously, try it again while I'm looking.
(clanging) Oh!
Huh.
Thanks, uh...
I've been looking for a way to quiet him down.
(chuckles)
(groaning): Nice try.
But my doctor told me
I actually can't get any more concussions.
Yeah, he probably
meant that you shouldn't,
not that it's impossible.
Tea? For my favorite spy.
(in British accent): Oh, but of course.
(both laughing)
Wait,
do you take your tea milk first, as well?
Oh, yeah, absolutely. It helps get the...
BOTH: Temperature right.
(both laughing)
What the hell is happening?
(laughing): What?
What did we just do?
It's called a high-five.
(both laughing)
I love it!
CHRIS: Here's to the milk first boys.
Now and forever.
(both laughing)
Oh, my God, a couple of dorks.
DEBORAH: My love,
you look ill.
Were you tortured?
Yes.
They made us wake up super early.
You guys, this is incredible.
The Battle of Lexington,
the moment America was born.
Hmm.
DAN: If this is a battle,
why is no one shooting?
You'll never take our guns!
Why do you need so many guns?
Because we need to stop you from taking them!
We weren't planning on taking them
until you had too many!
Then we were correct to have them!
Gentlemen, stop.
There's got to be a reasonable solution to this.
Perhaps gun regulation could be
some sort of compromise. I...
He is wearing an excellent wig.
Come on, Davey.
Let history happen.
Who is Davey?
The guy that's tearing Chris and I apart.
For instance, if a person is daffy in the head,
maybe they shouldn't be allowed to procure a gun.
I don't want to have this conversation
in front of the guns! Yes,
let's adjourn somewhere away from the guns.
(sighs)
I know what I have to do.
I have to fire the shot heard round the world.
Oh, let me do it. What?
I want to do it. Stop, you don't deserve this.
I haven't done anything yet.
I'm kind of bored. You're being an infant, man.
I'm not.
I haven't gotten to do anything! Stop!
(gasping) They're firing their guns!
They're trying to take our guns with their guns!
Three, two, one,
fire!
I did it. I did it.
No, I did it. No, I did it.
No, are you kidding me? I did it.
Clearly, I did it.
I fired a musket. I just changed history by...
Deborah, you were here. Who shot it?
(gunshots, men shouting) Chris.
Present! Fire!
(horse neighs)
Fire! Fire!
(grunts)
Fire!
Okay, the Revolution's started. America's been born.
Now feels like as good a time as any to bail.
Hold on, this isn't right. The British are winning.
Fire!
(grunts)
So I led my people here to die.
No, absolutely not.
This is Chris's fault, 100%. No.
Their lives are on his head.
Well, I have to help them
or die trying! Wait, wait, Deb.
I have an idea.
You do?
Yeah.
So, in that barn
are the weapons, right?
Explosives and guns? CHRIS: Yeah.
Okay, so it's like a video game.
We just have to lure the British into that barn...
And then blow them up! Yes, that's brainstorming!
We're brainstorming! Wait, wait.
There's a cannon buried nearby.
This could work.
But we have to get the Colonists
to retreat from the barn.
Retreat? They'll never do it, these are Bostonians.
They're loud, pigheaded, sunburned buffoons
who would rather die than lose.
Well, I'm a Bostonian, too,
and the only thing worse than dying and losing
would be not dying and then winning.
And that's what I intend to never have happen to me.
He has a concussion,
and I have a feeling he's had a lot of 'em.
DAN: Berserkers!
It hasn't hindered his brilliance one bit.
Fire!
Time-out! Time-out!
Look, it's Daniel!
Time-out!
And he's running like a coward.
Time-out!
Retreat! What?
Retreat!
They're gonna murder you! Retreat!
SMITH: What on Earth are they doing?
Are they retreating?
It appears so, sir.
This is a slaughter!
They're gonna kill you!
(screaming)
Is that Jason Bourne?
I believe so, sir.
Hmm.
(both screaming)
Retreat! Run!
(gasps) Run!
For a grown man to
lose all his dignity and composure,
screaming and begging like a child...
The enemy must be too terrifying to contemplate!
Retreat!
Retreat! Retreat!
Lest we all debase ourselves like Dan!
Run away!
Hold your fire!
Davey.
Chris, the enemy are retreating.
The day is ours!
(laughing): I knew I was right about you.
Look, I need you to cram as many soldiers
in there as possible and secure those guns.
You got it.
All right, boys,
in we go!
And forward!
You heard Chris.
All the way to the back.
And no matter what happens, Davey, you,
you stay outside, okay?
All right, but when we're done,
we're gonna have one of our teas,
milk first, buddy.
(laughing): Milk first forever!
(wheel creaking)
(fuse sizzling)
Davey?
Chris?
Davey, no!
(ball whistling)
(explosion, men grunting)
No!
(Chris crying)
(wailing): Davey!
There's a chance he lived.
(men cheering)
(colonial music playing)
ADAMS: A tremendous victory!
Surely, this battle shall spark
a great revolution.
And if we are to form a new nation,
we must guarantee
unrestricted gun access for all!
(men cheering)
(laughter) Paul,
thank you. I'm not Paul.
It's time you all knew
that you were led into battle by a woman!
(men gasping)
(stammering) Fie!
Well,
obviously, that won't do.
Everyone say I did it!
COLONIST: Three cheers for Paul Revere,
the hero of the Revolution!
(cheering)
That's not fair at all.
Who cares what these tools think?
We know what you did. No!
I need to stand up to him. Father,
you...
are a liar and a tool!
(men gasping)
(gasping)
Young lady,
you are...
embarrassing this family with your outbursts.
Now get back to the house at once
for stockade time.
No! Never! (men gasping)
I am going to find my freedom as an independent woman.
So, wash your own damn clothes!
(men gasping)
HANCOCK: It's okay, Paul.
It's this generation.
They're just so selfish!
Young people these days have completely lost it.
REVERE: She said that, right?
I wasn't the only one who heard?
That was amazing.
I could never stand up to my dad like that.
I'm really proud of you.
I'm so proud of you for putting your cowardice
on such public display.
It's so brave.
That's why I love you.
You aren't afraid to show your feelings,
even the ones you should be ashamed of.
How'd you like to be ashamed of me in the future?
I'd love that. (giggles)
Ah, man, Davey.
I didn't know our milk first was gonna be
our milk last, you know.
You faker. You knew him, like, a day.
(distant siren wailing)
(breathing heavily)
DAN: Well,
let's see if we saved America.
(distant siren continues wailing)
Excuse me, excuse me.
What do you think of the British and their culture?
Who cares?
This is America, you bitch.
Yes! We did it!
We're back. Chris...
...I'm sorry you lost your friend.
Yeah, it got, uh...
it got pretty dark.
But...
it was an experience I'll never forget,
so, um,
thank you guys for bringing me along.
Until next time, friend.
Right.
Hey, Chris.
Yeah?
I love you.
♪
Well, we're in the future.
What do you want to do?
Cloud walking.
Uh, talk to a ghost and ride a tunnel
to the center of the Earth.
I'll do you one better.
Do you know what pizza is?
What about the time machine?
Just kick some leaves over it.
The cool thing about it being a bag,
is you can be careless with it.
MAN: Yeah!
(horn honking)
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