Participant: Roy O. Disney (referred to as Disney for brevity)
Observers: Researchers Toanee and Backster
Disney approaches the phone
Disney - Are you pulling my leg here? How does this thing even work? This better not be a waste of time. I'm having a hard enough time trying to finish what my little brother started, I don't need any distractions.
Disney is asked to cooperate and Researcher Toanee states that the Phone is hooked up under the box
Disney picks up the phone
Disney - Hello there 'Walt'
Disney - Oh yeah, it's me, 'big bro Roy'
Disney appears to listen before suddenly speaking
Disney - Okay, Okay I've heard enough. You certainly sound like Walt; you do a good impression, I guess, but you need to stop this shit. Walt may have been a bit fixated in his final years, but he certainly wasn't this bad.
Disney - Really? You're gonna keep going along with this? Fine. If you're really my brother, Walter Elias Disney, then tell me this. When you were just a little boy, living in a country home outside of Kansas City, what was the name of the park you always kept asking about and wanting to go to.
Disney - W-Well yeah, all parks were powered by electrici-
Disney - No, no, this isn't real. Walt is dead, you hear me? You're dead!
Disney - I mean no, I don't know anybody who sounds exactly like you and knows that much about you, but it just doesn't make sense
Disney - EPCOT? Why are you back to talking about that!? Please, I'm having enough trouble understanding this…
Roy rubs his forehead with the ball of his free hand before slamming the hand on the table
Disney - No, NO! You must just be some neighbor or something! What was the original plan for Disneyland?
Disney - Yeah, you're right, it was a miniature train track around a model village beside the studio… Jesus.
Disney - I just fucking told ya why I keep asking you this shit. You're dead Walt. You died December 15th, 1966.
Disney - No Walt it wasn't just some little private thing I misremembered. It was all over the papers Walt, "World Enchanter, Walt Disney dead," "Walt Disney, 65, Dies on Coas-
Roy pauses for a moment
Disney - You want me to repeat that to you? Jesus, if you're trying to impersonate my brother you musta thought he was one sadistic fuck, making me remember all those papers.
Disney - W-Well yeah of course they all said the name Walt Disney what would you expect?
Disney - Are you okay? You sound a little emotional over there.
Disney - Walt, if it's really you, I thought you would know that no matter what, you had become known as an innovator far more than you thought. Nobody compared you to Fleischer or somebody like that. You were in the same league as Rockefeller or even Ford.
Disney - Yes, they really did compare you to Ford, the very same one you wouldn't stop yappin' about when you were younger.
Disney - Walt, you never needed EPCOT to be taken seriously by anybody but yourself. When you died, I showed the idea of EPCOT to every big shot in Florida, and you know what they all told me? Only Walt Disney had the vision to make that real, nobody else had that imagination and drive to make it all go right.
Disney - Not everybody gets to live forever Walt, but you're one of the few people who will, through your art, through Disneyland, and through EPCOT.
Roy chuckles to himself for a minute
Disney - What? Don't tell me you didn't think your big brother wouldn't help you out like he always did. I'm currently overseeing all construction of the Florida Project, and everything's been going smoothly. So please, just get a move on! Mom and Dad have been waiting 2 years too many to see their son and congratulate him, and I know if I don't see you when I get up there, I'll come straight back down to bail you out again.
Disney - What? You want me to sing for you? Do you not remember how that turned out at the Snow White block party?
Disney - Alright, just this once for you, I guess we'll see if we can outdo the Shermans. There's a Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow, shining at the end of any day. There's a Great Big Beautiful tomorrow and tomorrow's just a dream away…
Disney - There's… There's a great, big… Walt? Walt, are you still there?
Roy puts RPC-870 back on its receiver, as he walks away the head of Walt Disney is no longer visible within RPC-870
Disney - He's gone now, I think. Thank you, for, uh, whatever that was.
Roy opens the door to leave before turning to the two researchers
Disney - Gotta say, that was one great impersonator…
As noted, the head was no longer visible, and the ice within was beginning to melt. Over the next few hours, the ice melted completely, leaving nothing but a small amount of water in the bottom of the box. All attempts to use RPC-870 led to hearing nothing but wind and the distant sound of music. Reclassification of RPC-870 to Lesser Anomalous Object pending.