[LEAD SCIENTISTS' VOICES OVERLAPPING]

PASSIVE NIGHTMARE [OVER PROJECTOR]: ...countless other possibilities.

There could be a universe where I am wearing red.

Or wearing leather pants.

Mr. Gaster. Movin' in the dark. You're late again.

~~~

Stars said time was relative, right?

Maybe I'm not late. Maybe you guys are early.

[CHUCKLES]

Sorry. It was just so quiet.

DOGARESSA:
Would you like to keep standing there, or do you wanna sit down? [REMOTE CLICKS]

Our universe is, in fact, one of many parallel universes happening at the exact same time.

Thanks to everyone here at the Dreemurr Family Foundation...

I liked your joke. Really?

I mean, it wasn't funny. That's why I laughed.

But it was smart, so I liked it.

I don't think I've seen you before. [SHUSHES]

PASSIVE NIGHTMARE [OVER PROJECTOR]: Every choice that we make would create countless other possibilities.

A what-if to infinity. [BELL RINGS]

A zero? A few more of those, you'd probably have to kick me outta here, huh?

Maybe I'm just not right for this school.

If a person wearing a blindfold picked the answers on a true-or-false quiz at random, do you know what score they would get?

50%? That's right!

The only way to get all the answers wrong is to know which answers are right.

[WHISPERS] You're trying to quit.

And I'm not gonna let you.

[IN NORMAL VOICE] I'm assigning you a personal essay.

Not about physics, but about you, and what kind of person you want to be.

[FERRY APPROACHING OUTSIDE]

[FERRY GROWING CLOSER]

[RECORD CRACKLING]

♪ Unh. Unh ♪ ♪ Unh. Unh ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Ha, sicker than Your average ♪

♪ Poppa twist cabbage Off instinct ♪

♪ Don't think ♪

♪ My Detroit players, timbs for My hooligans in Brooklyn ♪

♪ Dead right, if the head Right, Biggie there e'rynight ♪

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

♪ Never lose, never choose to Bruise crews who ♪

♪ Do something to us... ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ Aunt Undyne! Hey! Were you scared?

[BLOWING RASPBERRIES ON GLASS]

[CHUCKLES]

[GRUNTING] You want that?

What's up with the lab?