"Wait a minute. Wait a minute." McCarthy I pushed them back. "I got an idea. You know what happened? The three of us tried to come back to--to the present, like Professor Ruddle says. But only one of us _belongs_ in the present--see what I mean? So with the three of us inside, the machine just can't go anywhere." "Well, that's easy," said McCarthy III. "I'm the only real--" "Don't be crazy. I know _I'm_ the _real_ McCarthy; I _feel_ it--" "Wait," McCarthy I told them. "This isn't gettin' us any place. The air's gettin' bad in here. Let's go back and argue it out." He pushed the lever down again. So they went back a hundred and ten million years to discuss the matter reasonably. And, when they arrived, what do you think they found? Yep--exactly. That's exactly what they found. [Illustration: _So they went back ... to discuss the matter reasonably...._]