I wouldn’t have space in my apartment for the life-sized version of the Time Machine, but I’d be more than happy to own the working model that propelled Rod Taylor’s cigar into the future!
The letters of transit are an inspired choice. Somebody already claimed the rarer avis, and a medical tricorder that didn’t work would just be too painful, so I going to choose one of the submarine sandwich style guns from Galaxy Quest.
There are of course countless replicas for purchase. Somehow, the Coen brothers or their wardrobe designer seem to have forgotten to protect the design.