Have you ever thought about what we should call ourselves?
Like, we're a team a monster fighter people
shouldn't we have a cool name like...
"The Science Fighters"
How about just "Science Team"?
Bo-ring!
Let's call ourselves "Ambrosia Teardrop"
Lame!
"The Professor and Friends"
Nice ring to it, I think.
Professor, where did you come from?
Under the table.
But why were you even there?
Oh please, don't mind me.
Robert
what brings YOU here?
Are you going to try to kill us with a mechanical robot bull again?
Hey, how about a robot scorpion this time?
Please don't.
I have a proposition for you.
Are you familiar with a rare element known as "ultracite"?
It doesn't exist!
Oh, but it does.
I found it
but I need your help in obtaining it.
Here we go...
Please, I come as a friend.
Help me get this element
and I will give you a portion of it as a reward.
Yeah, a flake maybe.
Still...
I have wanted to study ultracite for years.
Where is it?
A cave in the northeast.
I can take you there.
No doubt with the spatial displacement device you stole from me.
Which YOU stole from--
Enough talk, just do it!
Where the hell are we?
Deep within Riverton Caves.
Riverton Caves?
That's only a few miles northeast
we could have taken the bus.
Come.
Hey Professor
you said he can't be trusted
why are you trusting him now?
Ultracite, assuming it exists
is one of the rarest elements in the universe.
It contains traces of dark matter from the Big Bang.
Yeah, man, but what if it's a trick?
There's no way I'm letting the chance of obtaining ultracite slip through my fingers.
The ground is a bit sleepy here.
Let me go on ahead.
If we didn't come here, I would have regretted it.
Mmm!
What the hell?!
Ha ha ha ha
Trapped you!
Robert, you tricked us!
Why am I not surprised?
Please don't take this personally
I had my reasons.
Of course you did!
Now Shemmo eat.
Been long time since had good food.
Oh crap!
Don't tell me the frog thing's gonna eat us.
Why, is ignorance bliss for you?
Ignorance is NOT bliss.
And we're going to find a way out of this.
That, um, thing?
Shemmo?
It's going to have to lower the rocks to get to us.
That's when we'll make our move.
And what kind of a move can we make on that?
Uh, does anyone have anything in their pockets?
I have a dry erase marker.
Pocket lint.
I have a rubber band.
Roger?
Just a packet of salt.
Salt, that's it!
Frogs hate salt.
You could use the rubber band as a slingsh--
Already on it.
Food now.
Food now!
Are you sure about this Liz?
This isn't a normal frog.
It's a giant, cave-dwelling mutant frog.
We have no other option.
Release! Release!
Food now!
No! No!
Burns!
It burns!
You have a lot to answer for, Robert.
What did you hope to gain from this betrayal?
Betrayal?
You should thank me.
For it was I who put the salt in
Roger's pocket shortly after our arrival.
Well, I don't usually carry packets of salt
so he could be telling the truth.
Why were you working with Shemmo in the first place?
Were you friends?
Someone like me can't afford friends.
Then why go through all this trouble?
Because I wanted this.
Giant mutant frog skin?
It contains several trace elements that could prove to be useful in my plan.
I don't get it.
You had the salt.
why didn't YOU kill the Frog thing yourself?
I'm a pacifist.
I don't believe in killing.
No, you're a hypocrite who uses people to kill for you!
You have no respect for life, do you?
But of course I do
MY life.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
Hey, wait, man!
He was a ride home!
How long's the bus station open?
Robert Goodfellow...
I thought after all these years I could trust you again
but I was wrong.
You took advantage of my weakness for ultracite
and we were pawns in your scheme.
You're exactly the same man you were 30 years ago.
