Kenneth Calloway, right? Is that right? My name is Jeff. Look, I saw your ad in the, uh,...

[Jeff approaches Kenneth's house. He clearly has not done enough research, and acts like a smiling, bobbing idiot] Jeff: Kenneth Calloway, right? Is that right? My name is Jeff. [He extends a hand to shake, which Kenneth ignores. Jeff is grinning too much] Jeff: Look, I saw your ad in the, uh, Classifieds. I want to know if you need a partner. Kenneth: What's your mission? Jeff: What do you mean, what's my mission? Kenneth: What's your reason for going back? [Jeff has changed from smiling maniacally to frowning] Jeff: Oh, well, who wouldn't want to go back? It's an amazing opportunity. To go back in time, you know? See gladiators, and watch dinosaurs with my own eyes. Have sex with a pilgrim? That's all I wanted. I want to go back. It's neat. Who wouldn't want to go back, Kenneth? YOU want to go back. Why do YOU want to go back? Well, do you need a partner? Kenneth: Can you look fear and danger in the eye? Jeff: That's an odd question. Kenneth: Have you ever stared fear and danger in the eye and said YES. Jeff: Sure. Kenneth: Get off my porch. Jeff: Let's start over. Come on, we can be pals. Let's go back in time. Kenneth: Man, that smile. What is that smile? You don't know pain, you don't know regret, you don't know... Jeff: [agreeing with everything and leaving with his arms raised] Okay. Well, look, it was really nice to meet you. Kenneth: [grimly] That's what I thought.