Aaron: Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to read this, and you're going to listen, and you're going to stay on the line. You're not going to interrupt. You're not going to speak for any reason. Now, some of this you know. I'm going to start at the top of the page.
Abe: Look, everything we're putting into that box becomes ungrounded, and I don't mean grounded like to the earth, I mean, not tethered. I mean, we're blocking whatever keeps it moving forward, and so they flip-flop. Inside the box it's like a street - both ends are cul-de-sacs. I mean, this isn't frame dragging or wormhole magic, this is basic Mechanics and Heat 101.
Aaron: This is not Mechanics and Heat.
Aaron: Are you hungry? I haven't eaten since later this afternoon.
Aaron: Now I have repaid any debt I may have owed you. You know all that I know. My voice is the only proof that you will have of the truth of any of this. I might have written a letter with my signature, but my handwriting is not what it used to be. Maybe you've had the presence of mind to record this. That's your prerogative. You will not be contacted by me again. And if you look... you will not find me.
"...the magic box these guys have created is really...THE SHITTIEST TIME MACHINE IN ALL OF FICTION! Cancel any trips to the Mesozoic you have planned, because you can't go back any further than when you've had it turned on! Take an oxygen tank with you because you can't breathe inside it! And forget about picking up a shapely companion for your journeys, because it only fits one person! You'd be better off using that cardboard box Calvin and Hobbes used instead of this duct tape piece of crap!"