Hi. It's me, Carly Quinn.
But everybody calls me Carly Q.
Well, except my mom, who...
No, actually, she calls me Carly Q too.
Never mind. What you need to know is that today, I made an amazing discovery.
But it wasn't the discovery I thought it would be.
Someone stole my dessert, I went back in time, and I hunted a monster.
And it's only Monday.
I'm Carly Q and this is Who When Wow Mystery Edition.
I'm going to be a business to recognize a few folks you may not know.
Who went wild? Made important inventions.
Who went wild? Asked all the right questions.
History will never be the same.
It was cold this morning when I got into the office.
Colder than usual. Oh, hey, Carol.
Is that a haircut? No?
Oh, okay. Looks good.
Something felt off.
But who knows? Maybe I was just imagining things.
George, the twins start school this week.
I work as a Junior Temporal Analyst at the Bureau of Universal Time Travel Historical Exploration Division.
And yes, the acronym spells BUTTHED.
Somebody in the marketing department has a weird sense of humor.
Or none at all. Hard to tell around here.
Hey, Brian! Hey, Darlie!
Good to see you again.
Are you still here?
Yep, still work here.
In the basement. Walking down now.
Have a great day! I work in the basement office, which isn't really an office since I have the only desk, but it's quiet.
Mostly. Of course, I'll send those files over right away.
And I get to work on this podcast in my free time, which is actually kind of a no -no.
So let me be direct.
This podcast you're listening to is a secret.
It has to be. But you didn't hear that from me.
You haven't heard anything from me.
You don't know me. But totally keep listening.
This podcast, I hope, will be exciting.
Versus my job, which is often very boring.
See, Butthead has me down here cataloging random historical events.
They send me audio files from upstairs on little thumb drives.
Event, French military leader Napoleon Bonaparte.
Exiled in 1815 to the island of St.
Helena. Then it's my job to tag it with a case number, note it in the master file, label it in the database, and print out the report for my boss, boss's boss, and boss's boss's boss's boss.
And cataloged. The details aren't important.
it's definitely not very exciting.
Except for when I get a file that's a little different.
Event. Surgeon's photograph.
Possible... In Inverness, Scotland, 1934 of the unexplained...
Monster. Now, I know what you're probably thinking.
Monster? Monster? What gives?
Well, that is exactly the question.
This kind of file is a time -sealed event where the details have been, well, sealed and sealed up tight.
The higher -ups don't want anyone asking questions.
They just want me to catalog these like usual and keep my head down.
But I can't stand for that.
I am obsessed with mysteries and I need to know what really happened.
That's why I started this podcast that you're definitely not listening to right now.
And it's why I came up with my top secret plan to use the Bureau's very own time -traveling elevator to investigate the mysteries myself.
With this time -sealed monster event in hand, the plan was finally ready for action.
Attention, butt -head employees.
There are three hours until lunch.
Ooh, three hours. I just had to wait a few measly hours until lunchtime to get started.
Fortunately, I had a visitor to keep me company, Mr.
Nibbles the Rat. Ugh, Mr.
Nibbles, it honestly is a pleasure to share the space with you.
Mr. Nibbles lives in the walls down here, which I imagine is an absolute playground if you're a rat.
Mr. Nibbles, I see you have your morning crumb.
We hang out from time to time, depending on our moods and workloads.
He's a good little guy.
All right, I'll catch you when I catch you.
Anyway, while Mr. Nibbles went sniffing around for, I don't know, cheese, I pulled out my AI assistant HDAD.
That stands for Handheld Digital Assistance Device.
H -Dad, powering up!
I put in the keywords from the time -sealed file to see if he had any useful information.
But all I got was...
Inverness, city in Scotland, United Kingdom.
Population, 47 ,000.
Anything else? Nope.
Heart emoji. Smiley face, heart emoji.
Could you maybe try a little harder?
Analyzing. Analyzing.
H -Dad and I have kind of a complicated relationship.
Sometimes he's really helpful.
And sometimes he just says, Analyzing.
All day, and then shuts himself off.
Analyzing. Still analyzing.
Come on. Analyzing.
Battery low. Powering down.
I plugged him in to recharge, then went to the kitchen for a snack.
Specifically for the delicious sliced rhubarb pie I've been saving for just this very snack break.
But to my horror. Is it behind something else?
Where is my pie? Why do I not see the pie in the fridge?
I put it here. What is going on?
It's gone! My pie is gone!
Ah! Someone had stolen my pie!
And let me tell you, I have big feelings for pie.
Really big feelings.
And I'm not just talking about dessert pies.
I love quiche, chicken pot pie, shepherd's pie, even those weird rectangles you get from the drive -thru.
Anything that can be folded and filled and baked is something that I love.
You get the point. Pie's important to me.
But more importantly, I already knew who the culprit was.
My arch nemesis, Louis Oh hey, Carly Q Okay, arch nemesis Maybe that's a little dramatic Bottom line is, he works upstairs But he's always coming down here to bug me And steal fizzy waters from the fridge Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Just making sure you saw Boss's new memo about cover sheets Oh, I saw And you
know what else I saw?
Yeah, the thing is Liz, you actually didn't use a cover sheet on your last report like we're supposed to.
You know, like it says in the memo.
You want a memo, Lewis?
How about this for a memo?
Why did you eat my pie?
What? I didn't eat your pie?
Yes, you did! It's gone!
I knew something felt weird when I got here this morning.
You must have come down here and eaten it first thing, before I even got in.
Mm, I didn't. For one thing, pie's not really a part of my sugar -free lifestyle, though I totally understand that healthy eating's not for everyone.
You can brag about your healthy lifestyle all day, Lewis.
I know it was you. And I will not rest until you get me a replacement pie and an apology candle.
Okay, I'll just make sure you get another copy of that memo then.
You have rats down here?
That's my colleague.
That's not a rat. It is, but that's my friend.
See you later, Carly Q.
It had to be him. Other than Lewis, the only other person I see down here is Odessa, who operates the time -traveling elevator.
Also, she hates pie.
Don't get me started.
No, Lewis was the one and only suspect.
I was fuming after he left.
I used to be eating pie right now.
I was so angry, I had to go pace around the copy machine.
Pace, pace, pace, pace.
Thankfully, after a couple rounds of photocopying my shoes, it was finally time to kick my plan into action.
Lunchtime. My first task was to talk with Odessa, the time travel elevator operator.
We call her Odie for short.
I grabbed H -Dad and my backpack, plus a little secret surprise I had planned, and took off for the elevator on the other side of the basement.
Attention, butt head personnel.
Please refrain from photocopying footwear.
How did she know? They always know.
Hello, basement companion.
Odessa! Oddie! How you doing, pal?
What do you want? Just to say hi.
And maybe ask a favor?
Doesn't sound like a maybe.
How about this. Every time I offer you pie, you say no, which is still slightly insane to me.
But I do remember you saying there was an old Filipino dessert you love.
Voila! How about some fresh -baked biko sticky rice cake, just for you?
This must be some big favor, basement companion.
No. You want to use the time -traveling elevator, don't you?
Maybe. Another time -sealed event came across my desk this morning and I can't take it anymore.
The not knowing. The mystery.
It's killing me. I know the rules say we're not supposed to, but could you please consider making an exception?
When are you trying to go to?
1934. All I've got to go on is Inverness, Scotland, Surgeon's Photo, and Monster.
Inverness Monster? Basement Companion?
You're talking about the Loch Ness Monster?
Oh, yeah, I've heard of that.
The big sea snake thing, right?
Is it really for real?
You think they tell me?
I have been running this elevator since the Bureau was founded 112 years ago.
If I had a dime for every mysterious event they didn't tell me about, I'd have enough money to build my own time -traveling elevator.
Wait, 112 years? How old are you?
I'm inclined to say no to your request, given that it's against the rules and you ask rude questions about my age.
No! No, no, no! I'm sorry!
But you did bring me pico.
Plus, I have been bored out of my mind recently.
You know what? Why not?
Let's do it. Really?
But you must follow the rules.
When you go to the bus, you can't try and change or stop anything.
Okay, you can observe, witness, ask questions, but you meddle too much.
It will throw off the whole timeline and then we'll both be in trouble.
Very big trouble, understand?
Yes, ma 'am. Understood.
When you arrive back in time, a small card reader will remain where you came in.
Use this key card and the elevator will reappear.
You can also use it to fast forward to other time periods on the file.
But, you must be back here before the end of your lunch break.
Otherwise... Someone might find out.
I'm on it. Alright, so you'll send me back to just before the event, right?
So I can see whatever happened on the file.
Oh, foolish basement companion, no.
I could only do that if it were a regular file.
This is what the time -sealed part means.
The event itself has been sealed.
The best I can do is send you to the day before or the day after.
The day of is all sealed up.
So, I can't go back and witness whatever happened, but I can collect clues from the aftermath.
Or the before -math.
Exactly. And just remember, basement companion, a narrow gorge breeds narrow fish.
Huh? Into the elevator.
Might want to hold on.
Whoa! Does it usually shake this much?
Have fun! Good thing I didn't need that time!
So that happened. Okay, uh, I'm walking out of the elevator.
I did it! I did it!
I traveled back in time.
And to such a beautiful place.
It's sunny and warm here.
I see a town nearby.
Must be Inverness. But I'm at the shore of a lake.
Oh, the time -traveling elevator has completely disappeared behind me.
All right, we are really doing this.
There's people crowded around, looking at the lake, pointing at the water, and everyone seems really excited.
Oh, there's somebody coming over.
Hello, young lass! Have you seen the monster?
Oh. No, I'm not from around here.
I just came to see what all the fuss is about.
You haven't heard about the photograph?
No. I've got it right here.
Published just this morning in the Daily Mail newspaper.
I'm sure I'd seen this photo before.
It's famous. Though it was different seeing it like this.
In grainy black and white, you could see the monster with its neck sticking up out of the water.
Its broad upper body disappearing under the surface of the lake.
This is super familiar.
Oh, that's our nurse!
She's been rumoured to exist for hundreds of years But now there's finally photographic proof Everyone's very excited She's real, she's real Nessie's real, Nessie's real Apparently, a surgeon was driving by just the other night when he saw something in the water and luckily, he had his camera right
nearby The surgeon's photo, of course, from the file I've never been quite sure about Nessie myself But now it seems there's no question.
Oh, what a photograph, especially after that whole business with the hippo feet.
The what? A few years ago, this big game hunter named Marmaduke Weatherill had come looking for Nessie.
He found some footprints in the sand.
He was sure they were hers.
Until it all turned out to be the work of a prankster using a hippopotamus foot umbrella stand.
Poor Marmaduke must have been mortified.
He was mocked in all the local newspapers.
Is that his real name?
Not important. Who is this surgeon who took the photo?
Colonel R .W. Wilson.
According to the paper, he's a well -respected London doctor.
Oh, can you imagine it?
To be the man who finally caught Nessie on camera.
The mystery's not really a mystery at all.
The monster's just real.
Oh, goodness me. That's not the only monster.
There's a rat poking out of your bag.
Oh wait, I know that rat.
That's just Mr. Nibbles.
You're friends with a rat But not friends friends, more like, I don't know, work friends, colleagues even Right, Mr.
Nibbles? I'm just a bit scared of rats, so I'll just be over You two have fun then Mr.
Nibbles, I cannot believe you wanted a piece of this adventure You stowed away in my backpack Alright, alright, enough with the Mr.
Nibbles stuff already What are you doing?
You can talk? Well, yeah.
Out here I can. But quit with all this Mr.
Talk, okay? I mean, really.
Do I look like a dude to you?
Don't answer that. I just...
I didn't know. I'm so sorry.
What's your real name?
I don't really have one.
You know, my Ma had so many of us, she started using numbers instead of names.
I was number 43. Oh, my goodness.
Oh, yes. That's awful.
It turned out okay.
What's in the name, anyway?
Let's just say Nibbles and leave it at that, kay?
Besides, you've got a mystery to solve, am I right?
It's already solved.
Nessie is real. I wouldn't be so sure.
Something smells fishy about all of this.
And it ain't just the mythical sea monster.
And speaking of fish, you hungry?
I'm not starving or nothing, but I could eat.
It's been a while since I had that pie!
Excuse me? That slice of rhubarb in the fridge this morning.
Mmm, delicious. It was you?
You're the one who ate my pie?
What? Was I not supposed to?
No. Ah, well, that's why I stowed away.
I was hoping there'd be pie.
I love pie. No, I love pie.
What if we both love pie?
Oh, which means it wasn't Louis.
Drat, I was so sure that it was him.
All right, all right.
Enough, yeah. Let's go find some pie!
Or at least get to the bottom of this messy mystery.
Okay, Nibbles, let's get some pie.
Nibbles and I went into town, straight into the first bakery we could find.
Pie, pie, pie, pie, pie, pie, pie, pie, pie, pie, pie, pie.
Oh, welcome there, lassie.
What can I do you for?
Two slices of rhubarb pie and all the info you can get me on this photo.
And some milk. Two pieces of pie coming up.
While the baker got us our pie and milk, I discreetly took out H -Dad and scanned in the article from the newspaper.
Analyzing. Analyzing.
As usual, it looked like he was going to take a while.
Luckily, the baker had lots to say.
Here's your pie and milk.
Now, about that photo.
Legend of Nessie goes back centuries.
The first recorded sighting was by an Irish monk all the way back in the year 565.
But now, of course, we really have a recorded sighting.
No, it's no surprise to me someone finally got her on film.
Just last year, my mate George and his wife saw the beast up out of the water.
They said it was the nearest thing to a dragon they'd ever see That's incredible Almost as incredible as this pie I still don't buy it Nibs and I went outside to discuss How can you not buy it?
This settles it You seriously think all that bologna that guy was spewing settles it?
You heard what he said.
His friend saw it And now there's a photograph Clearly, the Loch Ness Monster is real.
Error in factuality.
You sure about that?
Partial analysis complete.
Nibbles, shush. What have you got, H -Dad?
Additional information found in 1994.
But what about the monster?
Has Carly Q gone off the deep end?
You can tell me, buddy old pal.
H -Dad, do not even think about teaming up with her.
Return to temporal elevator and fast forward to 1994.
running girl emoji fast -forward emoji double exclamation mark emoji well you heard the robot we hightailed it back to the lock that's scottish for lake i eventually realized and found the spot where we came in my legs can only I put in the keycard.
I'm so fast. They're very small.
Elevator appeared. We stepped inside.
You've got to push the buttons.
Lift me up and I'll do it with my nose.
I'm claustrophobic, you know.
Don't worry. You'll get used to it.
Moments later, we stepped out into a conference room in 1994.
It's a press conference.
All these reporters are here.
A press conference for what?
All right, all right, quiet down, quiet down.
We are here to announce that the surgeon's photograph, published in our paper, the Daily Mail, back in 1934, is actually a fake.
A fake? A fake? Question.
Yes. Harry Reynolds from the Glasgow Times, what do you mean a fake?
Well, the photograph was not taken by the surgeon but by his friend Marmaduke Wetherill out of revenge after his humiliation in the hippo -feet footprints affair.
Marmaduke and his sons staged the photo of Nessie and...
Ooh, ooh, me, me, me, me, me, me, me.
Yes, you with the big curly hair?
Yeah, hi. Hi. Hi, yes.
Carly Q from the, uh, definitely not from the Future Gazette.
How exactly was the photograph staged?
With a toy submarine and a long neck sculpted out of wood.
Once they got the photo, they had the surgeon claim to have taken it, thinking his high standing in society meant no one would question it.
But Marmaduke's sons have finally confessed the truth.
The famous photo of Nessie was a hoax, an elaborate practical joke that has duped the world for sixty years.
Yes, okay, quiet down, quiet down, yes.
More like Marma duped.
I was so sure that photo meant that Nessie was real, and it was all fake.
I wasn't right about anything today.
The photograph was fake.
Nessie could still be real.
Oh, so now you're a believer.
Don't get it twisted.
I'm a skeptic through and through.
All I'm saying is, we don't know.
Eels! What? Full analysis complete.
Headline 2019. Loch Ness Monster may be a giant eel, say scientists.
Eels! Eels! Eels! Sure loves saying that, doesn't he?
Researchers from New Zealand looked at DNA from Loch Ness water samples.
They found no giant fish, but lots of eels.
Eels! Ooh. All right.
I get it. It is quite fun to say.
Eels! Headline 2022.
Loch Ness monster existence plausible after incredible discovery.
What? A study found fossils of large aquatic dinosaurs in similar freshwater lakes, indicating it's possible a dinosaur -like creature may have existed in the loch.
So, long neck story short, it might be eels, it might be a dinosaur, or it might be nothing?
Question mark emoji?
Snake emoji. Eyeballs emoji.
What? No eel emoji?
Well, I wouldn't say we solved it exactly, but maybe that's okay?
I guess it's good we found out the truth about the surgeon's photo, at least.
To this day, that picture still shows up in news reports about Loch Ness.
Bit sketchy, huh? Extremely sketchy.
Incoming message from Butt headquarters.
Lunchtime is over! Finish Chewie and step back to work.
Lunch break's almost over.
We gotta go. Into the elevator, Nibbles!
Okay, but I'm not gonna be able to talk anymore when I get back, so you should enjoy my talking now.
How about I tell you my life story?
It all began, gonna dump the...
Yes, I get it. Lots of brothers and sisters.
It's hard being a rat.
Oh, here comes Odie.
Shh. Just in time, basement companion.
I was starting to get worried.
Odie, I had the most incredible time.
Except I couldn't confirm whether Nessie actually exists or not.
No? Well, after seeing the surgeon's photograph, I thought it was real, for sure.
But then it turned out to be fake.
And I think I was thinking too narrowly, like it had to be...
Wait! Narrowly! A narrow gorge breeds narrow fish.
You meant that thinking about it from one point of view would only get me one answer.
That what I really needed to do was open up to consider other possibilities.
You've always got to keep an open mind.
Sometimes even when you think you are right, you could still be wrong.
I'm starting to see that.
Well, thank you again for all your help, Odessa.
And enjoy that bico.
You're welcome, basement companion.
Rat, enjoy the rest of your day.
So there I was, finally back at the office.
I set up a spot for Nibbles under my desk.
Okay, Nibbles, let's set you up here.
Do you love it? How cute is this?
You love it. And I filed the time -sealed event, leaving out the part where I personally traveled back in time.
That part is just for you and me.
And then there was just one more thing.
Oh, Carly Q. I've got a fresh -clean copy of that memo for you.
You know what? Okay.
I'm not gonna fight you on this, Lewis, because I owe you an apology.
You didn't eat my pie.
I figured out that the culprit was actually a rat.
Ew! A rat? I knew it!
How did it open the fridge?
That's actually a good question.
I don't know. But the point is, the evidence seemed so obvious I thought it had to be you.
But sometimes things aren't what they first seem.
I'm sorry. Aww. This is such a great lesson.
Even though we started working here at the same time, it's so cool.
You're finally learning that, too.
Okay. Thanks, Carly Q.
I really appreciate you clearing my name.
Just don't forget about the memo, okay?
I really hate to have to tell the boss you're still doing the cover sheets wrong.
Whatever you say, Louis.
Take care of those rats.
I will. Nibbles, I'm so sorry you had to hear that All told, it had been a pretty good day I hadn't exactly done my best work correctly solving mysteries on the first try But whew, did it feel good to get out in the field and do some detective work on my own Well, on my own, plus HDAD and Nibbles We make
a pretty okay team I wonder what time -sealed mystery we'll explore next Guess I'll have to wait till my lunch break tomorrow Till then, this is Carly Q signing off.
And remember... You never heard this.
H -Dev, initiating end credits mode.
Who and Wow! Mystery Edition is an original Tinkercast production with help from Gen Z Media.
Handshake emoji. High five emoji.
For Tinkercast, the executive producers are Guy Raz, Mindy Thomas, and Meredith Halpern -Ranzer.
The shows are written by Aaron Weissman, Daniel Nicky, Tom Van Kalken, Kenny Curtis, and Mindy Thomas.
Carly Shiraki is a producing consultant.
Big shout -outs to Jed Anderson, Steph Sosa, Henry Moskell, Jessica Bode, Natasha Crandall, Rebecca Kaban, Sonia Ali -Mohamed, Anna Danaker, Anna Zagorski, and the rest of the team at Tinkercast.
Megaphone emoji Applause emoji Who Went Well's theme song was composed and performed by The Pop -Ups For more information on their three -time Grammy -nominated all -ages music, find them at thepopups .com Producers for Gen Z Media are David Kreisman, Ben Strauss, Chris Terry, Claire McClanahan, and Amy
Cervini at gzmshows .com Sound design and editing is by Chris Terry and Oded Lev -Ari Voice editing by Yoni Reckham Headphones emoji microphone emoji thumbs up emoji original music was created by Jennifer Roecamp and voice direction is handled by David Kreisman our main cast features Carly Shiraki as
Carly Q Brendan Salerno as Lewis Melissa Vandershift as Nibbles the Rat Kenny Curtis as H -Dad and Angela Desai as Odie want to explore WhoWentWOW's mysteries even further?
you can find free activities and resources to extend the wow at WhoWentWow .com And if you have a time -sealed mystery you want Carly Q to explore, email us at hello at tinkercast .com.
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