I’m going to give away a piece of the play now.  Not the plot, but some of the dialogue.

At one point in time, et. al. our secondary character, Theodore, comes home and explains to our main character William how he used William’s time travel love situation as an idea for another awful, awful movie to pitch to the Sci Fi Original Features group.  But he and the Sci-Fi Channel have changed a few things, and by the time they’re done with the idea, it barely resembles William’s life.

When you’re trying to come up an awful science fiction story–and I mean really awful–you have to reach into the deepest parts of your past to come up with a good (bad) plotline.  So what do you do?

You find a science fiction story you wrote when you were 13.  And you add silly names for things like “outer people” and “Silver Discs”.

Behold, Theodore’s depiction of the Sci-Fi channel’s “I’m You, But From The Future”.  Which, when I was 13, was titled “Stratosphere” for no reasons that either I can’t remember or just didn’t exist.

And he realizes that the younger version of himself now
remains the only one who can help the humans in the war
against the outer people, and that he needs to get the silver
disc back to his younger self so that his younger self can
make sure the war never happens. But the outer people are
tracking everybody who goes back in time and are looking for
you, so he puts himself in a microchip and implants it in his
best friend’s brain, and his best friend goes back into the
past with the main guy inside of him, and it ends up that he
was always his own roommate since college, but the younger
version of you doesn’t know that!
And then, at the climax of the movie, he gets the silver disc
to the younger version of you, and says, “You’ll know what to
do with this. Vaya con dios, amigo.” And then you say, “How
do you know? How do you know, Gary?” And Gary, he’s your
best friend, he turns to you and he says, “Lance… Don’t you
understand? I’m you… But from the future.”
No, then you say, “It can’t be!” And then Gary says, “look
to your instincts, you know it to be true.” And THAT’S how
you defeat the outer people!

If I remember correctly, my 13 year old version of this story had him implanting himself into his *girlfriend’s* brain because otherwise he was going to die, along with his abilities to save the world from World War 3.

See?  It *can* get more ridiculous.