[When a voice comes out of the machine, McGucket nearly drops it. There's a moment of even worse shaky-cam as he flails, trying to get a good grip on it for a solid second and a half, finally getting hold.
It's a familiar voice.
McGucket turns the little machine over in his hands. When he sees the screen, he squints, and then gives it a wide-eyed stare.
He doesn't think it's a two-way connection. Even though Stanford is mentioning the tent he's set up in what is obviously the best place to set up a tent (SDOOW EHT TSURT T'NOD), this is clearly a video recording, right? Video phones not be possible for another five years.
Ford should be counting his blessings that McGucket doesn't think that he's been shrunk down and trapped inside this funny looking mallet.
The wide-eyed, slack-jawed stare goes on for a couple seconds, and then the device hits the ground with another BANG as McGucket leaps up with a whoop.]
That's it! It's him, that researcher what I couldn't remember! Wait till I tell Dipper an' Mabel that I finally done remembered who wrote the journals! Hoo-ee, I did it!
[You can't see the jig of excitement that he's doing, but it's very, very excited. He'll worry about why there is a recording of his former partner on this tiny television (and why the man in the recording looks so old) later. He probably won't worry about how he's going to get back to Gravity Falls to tell them until even later.]
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It's a familiar voice.
McGucket turns the little machine over in his hands. When he sees the screen, he squints, and then gives it a wide-eyed stare.
He doesn't think it's a two-way connection. Even though Stanford is mentioning the tent he's set up in what is obviously the best place to set up a tent (SDOOW EHT TSURT T'NOD), this is clearly a video recording, right? Video phones not be possible for another five years.
Ford should be counting his blessings that McGucket doesn't think that he's been shrunk down and trapped inside this funny looking mallet.
The wide-eyed, slack-jawed stare goes on for a couple seconds, and then the device hits the ground with another BANG as McGucket leaps up with a whoop.]
That's it! It's him, that researcher what I couldn't remember! Wait till I tell Dipper an' Mabel that I finally done remembered who wrote the journals! Hoo-ee, I did it!
[You can't see the jig of excitement that he's doing, but it's very, very excited. He'll worry about why there is a recording of his former partner on this tiny television (and why the man in the recording looks so old) later. He probably won't worry about how he's going to get back to Gravity Falls to tell them until even later.]