Kramer sends himself back in time to 1860, bringing nothing but a penny. His plan is to deposit it in a bank account, bring himself back to the present, and get rich off a century and a half of compound interest. When he tries, however, the bank teller guffaws at his “hobo getup” and “funny money with that man running for president” on it. He works for a day’s wage to deposit instead, but when he realizes that another day’s wage will increase his ultimate balance significantly, he decides to stay for a little while longer. Days turn into weeks, weeks into months. He becomes a respected member of the community, eventually becoming the mayor of Poughkeepsie, New York, then retiring for a few years before deciding it’s time to return to his home era. Newman earns a promotion which confers upon him the duty to carry a gun. When Jerry expresses his shock, Newman scoffs, “Our leader is the Postmaster General, Jerry.” Elaine gets in a fierce argument with her boyfriend over whether putting ice in a fountain soda is a good idea or a complete ripoff. George reveals his most secret fantasy: He wishes for 95% of the world to be wiped out in a terrible plague, so that he be emerge as someone who is now remarkable and respectable compared to the remaining 5%. In present-day New York, Kramer attempts to withdraw his multimillion-dollar fortune, but is laughed out of the bank when he has no way to prove ownership of the fortune belonging to 19th-century “Clarence Kramer.”
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Recommended Viewing: a 1952 documentary about William Faulkner and his hometown.
(via theparisreview)
