Knowing

Everyone inside now!

Lucinda, we're going in.

Lucinda!

Lucinda, we're going in.

Lucinda!

Now, you remember tomorrow is our official opening day, don't you?

- Yes, Miss Taylor. - Yes, Miss Taylor.

And you remember Principal Clark ran a competition last month

to find the best ideas to celebrate this very special day.

- Me! Me! Me! - Me! Me! Me!

Well, yesterday, the staff selected the winning idea,

and it came from this class.

The winner is our own

Lucinda Embry.

Lucinda? Why her?

Lucinda? Lucinda?

Come on, everyone.

We'll be closing our dedication ceremony with the burial of a time capsule.

- Yes? - What's a time capsule?

This is a time capsule.

Wow. That's incredible.

Now, I need you to put your thinking caps on,

because I want each of you to draw

what you think the future is going to look like.

Then we'll put the pictures in the capsule, and 50 years from today,

a group of children just like yourselves will open it up to see what you drew.

Doesn't that sound exciting?

- Yes, Miss Taylor. - Yes, Miss Taylor.

Let's begin.

That is a lovely spaceship there, Dawn.

Thank you, Miss Taylor. Well done.

And that is a nice robot, Andrew. Very good.

Time's up. Everyone hand your work in.

And make sure you write your name on the envelope.

My name's over here.

- Thank you, Harold. - Thank you, Miss Taylor.

Lucinda, you need to finish up now.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Oh, Lucinda.

The assignment was to draw a picture.

This was your idea.

Okay, I want you all to finish, please.

Welcome to all our friends and esteemed colleagues.

We, the students and faculty of William Dawes Elementary,

hereby bury this time capsule in dedication of our new school,

and we charge our descendents

to open this vault of history 50 years from today.

To the future and the promise that it holds.

Lucinda?

Lucinda?

Lucinda?

I'm certain Lucinda is simply being over curious.

Can you please help find her?

The cloakroom. Check the cloakroom.

Lucinda. Henry, come on.

- Lucinda? - Come on out now.

Lucinda?

Lucinda.

Oh, my God.

Make them stop. Please make them stop whispering.

Caleb? Take a look at this.

There you go.

What is it?

Saturn's rings await your approval.

Has anyone found life on other planets?

Not yet. Guess it's just us for now.

Okay. Then how many that might have life?

Well, if you count the number of stars similar to our sun in this galaxy,

then you factor in the probability that they have Earth-like planets orbiting them...

There are 10 million possible worlds

with four million mature enough for life to evolve.

Why do you even ask?

Just making sure if you're listening.

- Where you going? - To watch that Discovery program.

But it's Dad's famous Sunday night hot dogs on the run...

...time.

I can't consume that. I've decided to become a vegetarian.

Well, when were you planning on telling the guy

who buys the groceries around here?

Are you deaf? I just told you now, Dad.

The cubs are now six months old and bounding with energy,

but, any parent knows, this is also a mixed blessing.

- Off. - No, it's almost over.

You're not gonna be able to concentrate in class tomorrow.

I don't have class tomorrow. It's the 50th anniversary, remember?

I remember.

Caleb,

when I said it was just us out there,

you know I was talking about space, right?

I didn't mean heaven, or anything.

- I'm sure wherever Mom is... - Dad, you don't even believe in heaven.

I never said that, Caleb.

I just said we can't know for sure, that's all.

If you want to believe, you go ahead and believe, okay?

Okay. Bedtime.

Hey, you and me,

- together forever. - Forever.

I love you.

I love you, too.

We're going to pose a topic

to get you thinking along the right lines for your term paper.

It's the subject of randomness versus determinism in the universe.

Who's jumping in? Jessica?

Determinism says that occurrences in nature

are causally decided by preceding events or natural laws,

that everything leading up to this point has happened for a reason.

That's right. That's what determinism says.

Spencer? Tell me something about the sun.

It's hot.

Elaborate.

Temperature's about 10,000 degrees Fahrenheit on the surface,

- 27 million degrees at the core. - Good.

Stacey?

A word or two about the composition.

Mostly hydrogen.

Also helium with some carbon and nitrogen thrown in there.

Excellent. Now, I want you to think about the perfect set of circumstances

that put this celestial ball of fire

at just the correct distance

from our little blue planet for life to evolve,

making it possible for you to be sitting here in this riveting lecture.

But that's a nice thought, right?

Everything has a purpose, an order to it, is determined.

But then there's the other side of the argument,

the theory of randomness, which says it's all simply coincidence.

The very fact we exist is nothing but the result of a complex

yet inevitable string of chemical accidents

and biological mutations.

There is no grand meaning.

There's no purpose.

What about you, Professor Koestler?

- What? - Well, what do you believe?

I think shit just happens.

But that's me. Class dismissed.

Now, that's some very heavy shit for a Monday morning, by the sounds of it.

Since when does the cosmology department audit my lectures?

Since my esteemed colleague in astrophysics owes me a latte.

So what's on your scientific mind today?

Do you remember Kim's little sister? Ph-double D's? Remember her?

Is it ethical to say things like that about your sister-in-law?

What? It's factual. It's peer-reviewed. I mean, it's like... Anyway, whatever.

- She's in town this Friday. - Okay.

And she thinks that you're intriguing, which I thought was code for gay,

but apparently not because she's asked if you would join us for dinner.

- Yeah, I... I don't know, Phil. - Come on, John.

Come on, you owe me for last time you skipped out on me.

- Caleb was panicking. - Yeah, look, I know.

And the time before that, he had a sore throat.

- Oh, no. - What?

- Damn it! Damn it! - What?

Caleb's ceremony. I'm sorry, Phil.

Hey! Hey! Friday!

I'll think about it!

Fifty years ago, the students and faculty of William Dawes Elementary

imagined what the future might hold.

Today, we unveil their legacy.

Now, I'd like to introduce you to someone very special,

Miss Priscilla Taylor.

Since Miss Taylor was there for the original dedication,

it's only fitting that we have her do the honors today.

Wow!

You almost forgot again.

I made it in time to hear you sing. You were the best one up there.

- You could not hear me. - I could. I swear.

Gotta go. They're starting!

All right, easy, easy! No pushing.

Everyone is going to receive an envelope.

Open them gently now. They're very old.

Miss Taylor! Miss Taylor!

Thank you.

Everyone's gonna get one.

- Hello again, John. - Hello. How's it going?

Hey, what'd you get?

Boring. Everyone else got a picture.

Caleb, could you please watch where you put this?

I don't want you to lose another one.

It's making funny noises.

Try turning the volume down.

Hey, Dad? You know that kid, Jason, from soccer practice?

Mmm-hmm.

He's having a sleepover this weekend, and he was wondering if I can come.

Sounds like fun.

They have a boat.

Jason's dad said he might take us out on the lake.

I'll think about it.

- That means no. - It means I'll think about it.

What are you doing with this?

You weren't supposed to bring this home. It belongs to the school.

But maybe it means something, like a math puzzle or something like that.

Yeah, that's good, I don't know, but it's not ours to keep.

Now, you return this as soon as you get to school tomorrow. Got it?

Okay, let's go. Bedtime.

Goodnight, baby.

Goodnight, Mom.

Our tigress lives in Kanha National Park,

in the forests of Kipling's Jungle Book,

where dawn elephant patrols

ensure this is one of the safest places for tigers to roam.

Year after year...

Damn it.