- Hello, sir.
- May I help you?
My name is John Francis Walker.
I'm here to win the $50.
Is that so?
I took it apart because of
the nitrogen compartment.
Seeing as how the bus ride
was kind of bumpy and you know nitro.
I could've used
a hydrogen peroxide-powered engine.
Bell Labs tested that
with their Rocket Belt
and I guess there were some issues
with maneuverability,
flight duration, and stuff.
It's a jet pack.
Obviously.
You made this yourself?
Athena, what are you doing here?
Did you or didn't you?
- What?
- Did you make this yourself?
Yeah.
Why?
I guess I got tired of waiting around
for someone else to do it for me.
Does it work?
Sure. Yeah.
Mostly.
Just doesn't really,
you know, technically...
fly.
But if it did, "You know,
"technically fly,"
what would its purpose be?
How would your jet pack
make the world a better place?
Can't it just be fun?
Mr. Walker, please tell me
you can do better than "fun."
Anything's possible.
I don't know what that means.
If I was walking down the street,
and I saw some kid with
a jet pack fly over me,
I'd believe anything's possible.
I'd be inspired.
Doesn't that make
the world a better place?
Well, I suppose it would.
If it worked.
Unfortunately, it does not.
And if it doesn't work,
it has no purpose at all.
- Thank you for your time, Mr. Walker.
- But I can make it work!
That's the spirit.
Until then, young man, have fun.