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That's not good.

What are you doing, Captain?

I think it's pretty obvious.
I'm stealing this jet.

I think it's pretty obvious
you're trying to.

-You know I can track your jump.
Yeah, but you know that I know that.

So one of us doesn't know
something else, right?

Ma'am, he's initiated
wormhole sequencing.

Adam, I want you
to listen very carefully.

If you don't abort right now,
I will shoot you out of the...

I'm sorry to interrupt
what I'm sure is gonna be a scary threat,

but if I'm right,
your tracking system is about to…

…crash.

Okay, let's not die!

Adam!

I'm gonna kill you!

Reed!

Oh!

Oh no. I'm so sorry.

That's my bad. Hi.

-No.
-Okay. Bye!

Reed! Get your ass back here.

Ow!

-Got anything else you wanna say?
-Actually, I...

Huh? No more jokes?

-Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this.
-Who talks like that?

Did you order, like, a "Bully Starter Kit"
on Amazon or somethin'?

I mean, do you even hear yourself?
Chuck, we talked about this.

-I didn't say anything.
-Shut up, Chuck.

That's what I'm talkin' about.

There will be an assembly
in the gymnasium now.

Please proceed to the gymnasium.

Not a word.

Mrs. Reed...

See his face?

And, what, you're gonna suspend Adam?
Because what?

You think he started a fight
with that thug Ray?

Was it Ray Dollarhyde again?

It's barely been a year
since we lost his father.

You could show some compassion.

It wasn't my fault.

I know you, Adam.
I know that mouth of yours.

I know exactly what got you punched.

He was giving me crap
in front of the whole class.

-I couldn't just take it.
-He's twice your size.

Everyone is twice my size.
I've seen babies bigger than me.

-I don't understand you.
-Dad would.

What's going on, honey?
Can you just tell me?

If I keep having to leave work
in the middle of the day,

I'm gonna lose my job.

It's the third time
you've been suspended for fighting.

You'd think I'd be better at it by now.

This goes on your permanent record.
Get that? Care about your future?

Do you?

Son, you'd better start caring,
because the future is coming,

sooner than you think.

Hey, Adam.

Adam, I'm headed out.

Come and have your dinner.

Where you goin'?

Oh, just out to dinner with a friend.

Which friend?

-His name's Derek. We work together.
-You're goin' on a date.

-Not a date. I don't think it's a date.
-Your dress thinks it is.

Oh, it is a date. I am going on a date.
Why am I going on a date?

Can we please stop
saying "date" now? Thanks.

Adam, I'm sorry.
We… we should have spoken about this.

I don't know how to handle it.
Let's talk about it now.

-Dear God, no.
-No! You can have any kind of feeling.

It's normal. As long as we're a team...

Oh! Time to go.

He texted me?

Well, look at that.

It's a whole new world.

-But we will talk about it tonight, honey.
-Mom, wait.

-What?
-Turn around.

-Make good choices, okay?
-Said the boy who got suspended.

I love you, honey.

I love you too, Mom. More than I know.

Listen, while I'm out,
lock up the back.

No ovens, no answering the door,
no video games.

Hawking?

What is it? You see something?

Hawking, stop! Hawking!

Hawking!

Whoa!

Oh my God. You scared the crap out of me.

Who's there?

I don't think we should be out here.

We're okay.

Hawking!

Take it easy.

Or, you know, fall down and scream.

-Jeez. Who the hell are you?
-Put the bat down.

Put the bat down.
I'm not gonna hurt you, I promise.

-What are you doing in here?
-Mostly bleeding.

Wait, how old are you?

-What?
-How old are you?

Twelve.

Twelve…

Shit!

-How did you get in my dad's garage?
-I… It was open.

No, it wasn't. And that is a flight suit.
Are you a pilot?

Yeah. Yeah, listen to me. Uh...

Don't... Hey, don't call anyone.
Put the phone down. I won't hurt you.

You said that already.

Well, it bears... God damn it!

Uh, it bears repeating.

That's a lot of blood.

Well… well, I have so much more
in my body. Where's your mother?

On a date.

With who?

-What?
-With who? What's his name?

-I don't know. Derek?
-Derek?

Derek. Derek, Derek, Derek.

That's, yes, the guy with the, um…
with the mouth mullet.

-The goatee?
-Yeah.

So say goatee.

-Yeah, he doesn't matter.
-None of them matter.

Oh, uh…

Nice dog.

I'm gonna go inside the house.

I'm gonna get some stuff.

Hey, careful with that.

Stay here.

Come on.

Ah…

Told you to stay in the garage.

And let some creepy dude
just wander around my house alone?

-Yeah…
-I don't think so.

Yeah, believe me. I don't wanna be here
any more than you want me here.

I just gotta stop bleeding long enough.

Gotta dress the wound,
prevent a nasty infection,

and I will be on my merry way.

Don't touch that.

-I was just looking.
-Don't touch my stuff.

-Is this a lightsaber?
-No, it's not.

-Okay.
-No. Enough with the bat!

If I wanted to hurt you, I would have.

If I'm being honest with myself,
you have a very punchable face.

-Oh my...
-God! That...

Gah! That bullet
went straight through. Good.

-Cool.
-Wait, wait, wait. Bullet? You were shot?

Yeah... No, actually, no.

No, I was stabbed with a bullet.
What do you think, you moron?

-I'm a moron? You're the one who was shot.
-All right, okay, that's it.

That… Wow… That, uh…

That's weird. It farts when I cough.

-Gross.
-Super gross.

I'm gonna go upstairs, grab some stuff.
Stay cool. You can trust me.

Easy for you to say. I'm the one
who ends up in a therapist's office,

telling them about
where the bad man touched me.

Oh God! That's where you go?
Immediately? You are dark, man.

-Who even are you?
-That is classified.

Why are you here?

-Also classi… classified.
-Are you in the air force?

When I say "classified,"
what does your brain hear? Chocolate?

-What's with the lightsaber?
-It's not a lightsaber.

Jesus Christ, Adam.

-I need you to play it cool.
-Wait.

-I know playing it cool isn't your thing.
-Wait.

-It never has been...
-Wait, wait! How do you know my name?

You're Adam Reed.
Born February 10th, 2010.

Your parents are Ellie and Louis Reed.
Louis would've died about a year ago.

You don't play any sports
because of acute asthma.

Plus you're freakishly small for 12.

You go to Franklin Middle School,

where you've been suspended
two, three times for fighting,

which is ironic
because you can't fight to save your life.

Hawking! Zip it!

How do you know my dog's name?

Because I named him.

Where are you goin'?

Oh God.

All right.

Here, ready? Deep breath.

Hold it.

Three, two, one.

Everybody gets a trophy.

When I was seven,

I ran into a table on the patio.

I got 12 stitches.

Right here.

You knew how to get into my dad's garage.

You knew how to close the fridge.

You knew how to time my breathing.

We have the same scar.

And you're wearing my dad's watch.

This watch.

This watch.

You're me.

Holy shi...

That's classified. But yes…

I once was.

I can't believe you're future me.

Okay, you came to terms with that
pretty quickly.

It's a little disturbing, actually.

-So why are you here?
-Rescue mission.

I wasn't supposed to land here.
I was aiming for 2018.

-I need to get there as soon as possible.
-Who were you trying to save in 2018?

Really?

Fine. Can you at least tell me
how you got here?

I'll show ya.

What was that?

-Crap.
-What?

Uh, we're gonna switch to plan A,
which is where you come in.

You see, time jets,
like all tech in the future,

is coded to its user's DNA.

Because I'm injured… aah,
the jet won't even clear me to fly,

which means
I can't get in there to fix her.

But guess who can?

There she is.

Away we go.

Okay. Sit down.

-Oh my God.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sit down.

Let's see what we're dealing with here.
All right, some minor shield damage.

Coolant leaks.

I don't know what that is, but when
is a flashing red light ever good?

Ah-da-da-da-da-da.

I know you wanna touch
all the pretty buttons

with your sticky little child fingers,
but the reactor has a quantum signature.

You fire it up, they can find us.

If they're here.

Who are "they"?

I'm glad that you didn't ask me that
because "they" are classified.

-I already know you're from the future.
-Believe me, I regret that.

I had no intention of coming back
to revisit… this.

Jesus. Okay.

Okay, I've isolated the damaged relays,

so the ship should be able
to start repairing itself.

How long will that take?

Ah, it's at 50% capacity,

so hopefully less time
than it takes me to heal.

Wait.

-Do you remember this?
-Remember what?

This. Right here, right now.

You being here in 2022?

-Know where you're going with this.
-If this is happening to me...

-You're wasting your time.
-That means it already happened to you.

Unless it works like a multiverse,

where each ripple creates
an alternate timeline...

It's not a multiverse!

My God, we watched too many movies.

I just wanna know.

Okay.

Okay, the prevailing wisdom
is that when I go back to my fixed time,

my memory… our memories,
they reform, they reconcile.

-But not while I'm here.
-Fixed time? What's that?

There's only one place in time
where you belong on a quantum level,

where you're not screwing around
with the cosmos like I am.

That is your fixed time.

Where you actually belong.

So by being here and telling me this,

you may have just changed my whole future?

Honestly? Your future
is pretty tragic either way.

I'm kidding! I'm kidding.

I'm not kidding.

I'm kidding. Let's go.
Come on. Here we go.

So what happens now?

Nothin'. I'm just gonna lay down.
Let this bullet wound heal.

Think about some key
investment opportunities for your future.

-Wait, like Biff from Back to the...
-Are you out of your tiny mind?

Get back in the house before our mother
gets home, and don't make it weird.

Hey.

Yes?

-This is amazing.
-Isn't it, though?

Mind hitting the light on your way out?

Oh, hey. I'm surprised you're still up.

Well, this night's been
full of surprises, mother.

That's chilling. What happened?

How was your not-a-date?
Will you be seeing him again?

No. I don't know. I don't think so.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Me again.
-Yes, it is.

You left your scarf in my car.

-I did. Gosh, thanks.
-Oh, hey there, kiddo.

Oh. This is my son, Adam.
Adam, this is Derek.

Oh, hey, Adam.

Hello. You have a wonderful mouth mullet.
You must be very proud.

Oh my gosh, Adam.

-Never heard it called that before.
-Well, thanks again.

Sure. See you soon.

Unlikely, but I'll put in
a good word for you.

Okay. Okay. I'll see you at work.

-Yeah.
-Bye.

He seems nice.

What?

You can be a real jerk sometimes.

You know that?

Hey there. Good morning.

Shouldn't you be at work?

Yeah, I need to pay the insurance
on the house today.

Had it in the calendar,
but I can't find the statement.

With that filing system?

Shocking. It should all be online.

The minute I find myself
with a few extra hours,

I will set up those accounts.

Until then, this is how your dad did it.

Hey, grab a pile.

Sorry. I gotta get to my room
to think about what I've done.

Okay.

I gotta go.

Call me if you need me.

I won't.

Mom's gone to work.

Dad's favorite song.

Yeah, me too.

See, we agreed on something.

Maybe the only thing.

What?

I just… You're… kinda ripped.

Okay.

Do you work out?

-My genetics don't…
-Ever have a thought and not let it out?

Could be fun to just keep it in.

Maybe in the future, there's, like…

like, gene therapy or nanotechnology for...

Don't do it. Don't… don't do it.

So when does… all this happen.

Does everyone skip leg day in the future?

Does it happen in college?

Oh, wait.
Do we get a lot of girls in college?

-I...
-Adam, time travel exists.

It exists. Isn't that crazy?

Every conceptual idea
you have about the universe

has just been thrown out the window.

Yet your big question is, "Do I get laid?"

-Do I?
-Jesus Christ.

-I was just wondering.
-Wonder in silence.

Oh my God! It's gonna happen!

-Where you goin'?
-Drugstore.

I need to get this wound closed up.

You're gonna go dressed like that?

Why don't you wear some of Dad's clothes?

How long ago was Dad's accident?

About a year and a half ago.

She still hasn't cleaned out his closet.

She's not much of a housekeeper.

Hey. You have her to take care of you.
She has no one. You understand?

Do you understand?

She wakes up every morning

with a broken heart
and a closet full of his clothes

and gets nothing from you
but a fistful of crap,

and not even, like, ten seconds
of genuine empathy.

I'm you, you know.

Tell me about it.

You know, 30 years,
you still get sick to your stomach

every time you remember
how you treated her now.

I used to love this jacket.

Dad did too.

I keep waiting to wake up
and miss him less,

but that hasn't happened yet.

Do you still miss him?

Missed him while he was here.

-It's not gonna fit you.
-Sure it will.

How's the jet?

It's gettin' there.

So the person you came to save is in 2018.

And somehow, you ended up in 2022.
How does that work? You just missed?

Well, I got shot
when I was stealing the plane.

So, uh… I was losin' blood.
Ship was comin' apart.

I jammed the coordinates.
I didn't have time to double-check 'em.

-Wait, you stole the jet?
-It's encoded to me.

So I didn't exactly steal it.
I borrowed the shit out of it.

-There's a difference. Give me some cash.
-You don't have money?

-We don't use money in the future.
-Really?

Of course we use money in the future.
Stay here.

What's up, Reed?

Crap.

Well, look who we have here.

Ray, can we just take a break
from the ass kicking today?

I have a lot going on.

Hey, guys. Enjoying our suspension?

I am now.

That's my spleen.

I remember these little turd-burpers.

-Hey, man, we're, uh… just playin' around.
-Quiet, Ray. This isn't about you.

Chuck.

Hey, what's goin' on? Huh?

Get it together. Ray's ready.
You're embarrassing yourself.

So you're not gonna break this up?

God, no. That'd be irresponsible of me.

You'll just figure out some other way
to pound the crap out of him.

You always do.

He's got a big mouth. I get it.

Point is, this fight needs
to happen right now.

So just give us a second, okay, Ray?

Stretch out. You don't wanna pull a hammy.

What are you doing?

Hey, Ray Dollarhyde has been bullying you
for years

because you're small, and fragile,
and you have a big mouth.

But here's the thing.
He doesn't wanna fight.

-I don't wanna fight either.
-He doesn't know that, does he?

So you're gonna walk over there,
and you're gonna raise your hands,

and then you're gonna look Ray
right in the eye.

You're gonna smile in a way that says,

"I've waited my entire life
for this moment."

Like you can't wait
to watch his soul exit his body.

Then you're gonna drop to your knees

and punch him hard
in the private bathing suit parts.

-I'm sorry, the what now?
-Ah! Are we gonna smoke this banana?

Or are we gonna talk about it all day?
Let's go, go, go, go, go.

I'm gonna smoke your banana, motherf...

No, no, no, no! No. That…
that's not what we talked about.

Boom!

Oh yeah!

-Nice, man.
-You crying, Reed?

Oh no, Chuck. Look, we made him cry.

It's like he was trying to lose.

Run away, Reed!

-What the hell?
-I'm not supposed to do this.

Ever hear the expression,
"Every bully has a bully"?

Yours isn't holding up his end
of the bargain, so I'm gonna take over.

What are you talking about?

You're a good fighter.
You like to kick ass. You're a big kid.

But if you go near Adam again,
I'll know, and I will find you, Ray.

And it won't be like a couple of kids
in a playground scrap.

I will pull bones out of your body.

I will sharpen them.

-I will use them to stab little Chuckie.
-What did I do?

Shut your mouth,
or I'll fill it with Ray's feet.

You understand what I'm saying?
Got all of it? The bones?

-Yeah.
-Your feet in Chuckie's mouth?

Good. Are you peeing right now?

-Yeah.
-You're a real streamer.

Get yourself home and clean yourself up.

Be the change you wanna see, okay?

God, I hated those assholes.

Oh, come on.

Hey, Adam.

Get out of my stuff and open the door.

Put the drone down. It will kill us both.

Hey, look, you lost one fight.
I figured you'd be used to that by now.

You coulda helped. You just stood there.

Christ. You're so sensitive.

Hey, you had to lose that fight.

You had to. Trust me.

You don't go from bein' you to bein' me
without gettin' your ass kicked,

a lot, all the time.

I'm sorry if I went too far today.

Shouldn't have done that.

-Who's this?
-Who's who?

Put that back.

You put that back.

As soon as you tell me who she is.

That's my wife, Laura.

We have a wife?

No, we do not have a wife anymore.

-Hey.
-Hi.

-Aah. Hi, there. How are you?
-Hey, Paul.

Been a while.

Yep, how you doin'?
That baby sleeping yet?

Uh, not really. No.

No. Well, you'll miss
those days when they're gone.

Ah, I find that hard to believe.

Believe it. Babies are pure love.

They grow into teenagers,
who grow into be assassins of happiness.

Thank you, thank you.

Mm, well,
somethin' to look forward to.

Sorry. It's been a rough day.

Year. Couple of years.

Hmm. Your boy still havin' a hard time?

He hates me.

Hmm.

It's not his fault.
He's… he's just dealing.

It's fine. We'll be fine.
It's good. Good, good, good.

I wish I knew what I was doin' wrong.

You're not doin' anything wrong.

Sorry.

-I'm sorry.
-Sorry, you scared me.

-I was eavesdropping. I'm sorry.
-Yeah.

You're right, though.
Teenage boys are horrible.

It's like living with a urinal cake
that yells at you.

Mothers are usually the ones
who take the hit.

Yeah.

-But I'll tell you somethin'.
-Mmm?

Boys always come back for their mamas.

That's nice.

It sounds like
you're speaking from experience.

I am.

You have a good mom?

-I do.
-Oh.

I have the best mom.

Good.

I hope you're right.

I'm still researching boarding schools
in Fallujah, so…

Good.

No, I don't mean that.
He's such a sweet kid.

I'm crazy about him.

We lost his dad in a car accident
year before last.

Yeah. That's tough.

Yeah. You have no idea.

Well, I have some idea.

-Oh, sorry.
-Sorry.

Jinx.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

Aren't you grieving too?

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

I am. Of course I am.

So tell him.

You should tell him.

I don't think he needs it.

You think you're being strong for him,

and the problem with acting
like you have it all together is…

He believes it.

Maybe he needs to know that you don't.

It's okay if you don't.

My husband had a jacket just like that.

Oh, this is a classic.

Yeah.

It was really nice chatting with you.
I'll see you later.

Oh, hey, um…

He doesn't hate you.

He loves you.

More than he knows.

Hey! Hey!

Locked and docked.

Start the area scans for his jet.

Let's find him
and get the hell outta here.

Find him.

-So you came back for your wife, Laura?
-We're not getting into that.

Hey, she's my wife too.

-You know what? We should get into that.
-Thank you.

Met in the academy.

She was 20 minutes late
to the wrong classroom

in the wrong building.

I offered to walk her
to the right one, and…

Man, I was all in
before we even made it outside.

A couple of years ago,
she didn't come back from a jump.

They told me her jet broke up on reentry,
but she was the best pilot in the program.

She wrote the book on reentry.
Didn't make sense.

And you were trying to get to 2018
'cause that's where she went before?

Yeah.

-What was she doing there?
-I don't know.

They changed the jump logs.

Somebody was hidin' somethin'.

Maybe she saw something
Sorian didn't want her to see.

Wait, "Sorian"?
Maya Sorian, Dad's partner?

-She was always so nice to me.
-Hmm.

Yeah, trust me. She's no friend.

Nope.

After Dad died,
she got rich off of his tech.

Bought all the right people.

Next thing you know,

she has exclusive control
over the most valuable resource on Earth,

time.

Wait a minute.
You're saying Dad invented time travel?

Yeah.

Not on purpose.

The magnetic particle accelerator.
Remember that?

He called it The Adam Project.

Yeah, or as I like to call it,
his favorite child.

So what happened to Laura?

Mmm. Well, I think your nice friend Maya
had her killed.

-What?
-Yeah.

That's why I gotta get back to 2018
as soon as possible.

The jet's almost ready.
I'll lay low in the shed.

I'll heal for a few more days
until I can get a clean read

and then fly out of your life.

But going back to save her.

Talking to me.

Everything you're doing right now
just to rescue one person.

You're changing the future.
That's gotta be against the rules.

You'll feel differently when you meet her.

-And when you lose her.
-What?

Grab that bag. Get ready to run.

Why? What's happening?

We're going that way. Be ready.

Move!

Stay behind me.

Don't you do it! Don't you do it, Reed!

Wanna see something cool?

-That's a lightsaber, dude.
-Quiet now.

Time to go. Let's go.

Hello, Adam.

Reed, don't move!

Christos. They'll let anyone
into this time stream.

Who's that?

That's Christos.
We were in the academy together.

He's a decent pilot but a terrible person.

He runs security for Sorian.

Ouchie, with the face. Did I do that?

God, I hope the boss lets me kill you.

In fairness,
though, you did shoot me first.

On the bright side, your…
your face now matches your soul.

-Anyone say you talk too much?
-All the time.

-It's come up.
-That's enough.

Adam, before this goes any further,
let's just go home, please.

Uh, no!

Just… just no.

So you're risking your own young life

over some paranoid delusion
that I somehow killed Laura.

I loved Laura.
You were both like family to me.

I would never have hurt her.
I hate that it's come to this.

Guns.

Christos, please escort Adam back to 2050.

-You're up.
-Yeah. All right, drop the Mag-Cyl.

-This?
-Yeah.

-Yeah. Okay.
-All right.

Wanna start low or go high?

Stop! Get off him!

Come here!

Move!

-What is happening?
-Dying outside your fixed time is messy.

-What are you doing here?
-Saving your ass, honey. Behind you!

I can't believe…

I can't believe you're here.

-Hey.
-Hi.

That was awesome.

-We should go.
-Yep. Let's go.

Come on, come on, come on!

Go. Go!

I knew you'd come someday.
I just didn't know when.

Of course I came.

Eyes on the road, please.

They said you lit up on reentry.

That's crap. I have the top reentry stats
in the program.

Oh yeah.

Laura, this is… me.

-Hi.
-Parallel contact, babe?

Well, you've always said
that you wished you'd met me earlier.

-Here I am.
-Yeah.

All right, can we maybe
slow down a bit now?

There's no one even following us.

Don't look back. Look up.

Gotta get off this road.
We're too exposed.

Okay, baby, it's about to get busier.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Stop the car.

-What?
-What?

Stop!

Okay, back, back. Go, go, go! Reverse!

Back! Back!

Go, go, go, go!

They're leaving.

They're not leaving. They're regrouping.

-We have to get off this road fast.
-What road?

I… I don't understand.
How did you find us?

You don't think I'd be
watching your back, even in the past?

Why did you make the jump back
in the first place?

I was analyzing data when I found
something strange in the jump logs.

A time jet returning from 2018.

How's that strange?

Because no one ever flew to 2018.

I don't get it.
How did it come back if it never left?

Unless someone went back
and altered the time stream,

so the future the jet had left from
had already been changed.

God, it's like I traded my brains
for those muscles.

It's a shit deal.

-Cute kid.
-Precious, isn't he?

Don't you just wanna hold him underwater
till the bubbles stop?

Oh, I freakin' hate myself.

How did this happen?

That jet that went back?
It was Sorian's.

She went back to November 2018
for a reason.

What happened in November 2018?

I'll tell ya.

This happened.

Your father's
magnetic particle accelerator,

The Adam Project, had just gone online.

That was the first step
toward practical time travel.

Sorian must've come back to 2018

and given her younger self
some kind of future intel.

What for?

My guess is enough future stock tips
to amass her fortune

and get rid of
whatever political obstacles

were keeping her from gaining control
of the time program.

She already had that.

But did she?

No.

No, she didn't.

No.

So this world, our world,

everything has already been changed
by Sorian.

And your fixed time, 2050,
is it bad there?

-We've seen Terminator, right?
-Obviously.

That's 2050 on a good day.

Sorian must've spotted me
and planted an altitude bomb on my jet.

Here, eat something.

I managed to eject, but it didn't matter.

Without my jet,
I was a permanent castaway.

So I had to follow protocol,
you know, live out my life here,

avoid contact, minimize my footprint,

and hope you were crazy enough
to come look for me.

Alone. All this time.

Four years.

That's the job, right?

-Yeah, but, baby...
-It's…

It's fine. I got used to being alone.

Not anymore.

Hey.

I found you.

I found you.

You found me.

-I'll take my eyes and ears for a walk.
-Bye now.

You kids have fun.

-Hey.
-Hi.

Ah, da-da-da-da...

-What's wrong?
-I got shot.

-You got shot?
-By a gun, yeah.

-Reed?
-Yeah?

-Suck it up.
-Yes, ma'am.

Yes, boss.

-You know what you have to do.
-Nooooo.

No, I came back for you.

I know.

But we can't have a life here.
Not like this.

Now you have to go back to 2018,
and you have to put things right.

-You have to put an end to all this.
-What do you mean "put an end to it"?

I mean, stop time travel

from ever being invented
and save the future.

Fine, come with me, and we'll...

Your jet is meshed for your DNA.
It won't fly with anyone else.

-You're smart. You can figure it out.
Adam!

We meet in the program. We meet there.
Do you understand that? We can't…

If I go back and stop time travel,

and that's an extremely big "if"
with Sorian on my ass,

we never meet.

We never happen.

We never happen, Laura.

We did happen.

Every moment we ever had
will always have happened.

Even if we correct the time stream,

somewhere in us
will be the echo of this one.

And we will find each other.

I really believe that.

What if we don't?
What if… what if you're wrong?

And you're probably wrong.

When am I ever wrong?

Hey, hey.

I can't do this again, okay?

I can't do this again, please.
I can't afford to lose you. Don't do this.

What is that?

They found us.

Damn it!

There's a dirt road around the bend.

-I'll buy you time to get to your jet.
-No, no, no. Hey. I'm not leaving.

-You have to.
-What are you talking about?

-Those guys'll kill you.
-No! I've had years...

I've had years to rig my defenses.
They'll never see me coming.

-If they catch you, it's over.
-That's the only reason...

Adam! Stop it! Please.

I know you came for me.

Now you have
to leave for me, please.

Please.

We can fix this.

Hey, I love you.

That's why I know
you're gonna find me again.

Go.

Go!

God damn it!

Come on.

Come on.

Boom.

Jet's not reading me
because of my vitals.

I'll need your DNA to start her up.

When we get to altitude, the bio stop
will come down, and then I can take over.

We have to move fast, or they'll be on us
before we can jump to 2018.

-Wait. What? I'm not coming with you.
-Yes, you are. Let's go. We need to go.

Christos!

It's good to see you, buddy.

Laura, is that you?

You're not still mad at me
for blowing up your jet, are you?

If I'm being honest,
yeah, I'm still kinda pissed.

Will you stop and listen to me?

This is my fixed time.
You already had my childhood.

You had adventures, you flew planes,

and I'm still the nerd with an inhaler
who gets his ass kicked.

I want the rest of it.

-Want the rest?
-Yeah.

Here's the rest of it. Dad's death
screws you up more than you ever realize.

You get depressed. You get angry.

You wander around school
without making a social dent.

College is a high point, until
after a year, you lose your scholarship

for something
that is so unbelievably stupid

I cannot even say it out loud right now.

You end up in the air force.
Turns out you could really fly.

And then along comes time travel,
and the whole world starts to fall apart

until the only woman you have…

The only woman you ever loved
gets taken away.

Do you understand me?

Till you lose…

She… she just gets taken away.

-There's gotta be more than that.
-There is, kid.

And thanks to Sorian, none of it's good.

We can fix it.

-By destroying time travel?
-That's right.

How are we gonna do that?
What's your plan?

I'm not gonna explain my plan
to a nerd with an inhaler...

-You don't have a plan.
-Because I do not have a plan.

-Exactly.
-That is correct.

But I know somebody who might.

Dad.

Dad.

You're gonna find Dad.

Nope.

We're gonna find Dad.

So are you in or are you...

Tell your husband
to get his bitch ass out here.

He's busy right now,

but I'll tell him you stopped by.

Hello, Laura.

You should have stayed dead
the first time.

Now, where is your husband?

Okay.

Here we go. All right, give me your hand.

Like that, yep.

Nice, healthy DNA right there.

Okay, we'll park it down there,

grab on to that railing,

hold on for dear life, and try
not to pass out from the G's, okay?

What's a… Jesus!

-What's happening?
-That.

What are you doing?

Gotcha!

Hang on.

I told you to hang on.

Don't give me that stink eye.

Where you going?

Shit!

Okay, hold tight.
I've always wanted to try this.

Did you just
turn the plane off?

Yes, I did.

Oh my God, oh my God,
oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,

oh my God, oh my God,
oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,

oh my God, oh my God!

Where the hell are they?

-They gotta be here somewhere.
-Adam, check your ion readings.

The reactor's damaged.

You have one jump left.

If you don't come back now,
you never will.

What do you say, kid? Your call.

We don't pull this off,
we're not gettin' back, either one of us.

-Punch that shit.
-Oh yeah!

Gotcha.

Come on!

Adam!

I got this.

Come on, Reed. Come on.

-Adam!
-I got it!

-Adam!
-I got it!

Adam!

Come on!

Let's not…

Die!

It's not meant to be easy.

Listen, guys, instead of moaning about it,

give yourself permission to be inadequate,
and then get to work.

You can't be good at something
unless you're willing to be…

…at it first.

-Professor Reed.
-Sophie.

It'll take two semesters
just to begin solving that.

Oh, good God, at least that.

Even then, we'll fail the class,
because this is bonkers.

Sophie, you can do this.

Listen, guys,
that is the beauty of physics.

That is the beauty of life…

It's really him.

Now, guys.

-Yep.
-If you think you've got…

He's so…

Yeah.

Alive. Come here for a second. Hey.

-Let me do the talking in there.
-We have to tell him what happens.

-He doesn't have to die.
-We say nothing, okay?

Only what he needs to know.
Everything else…

We can't.

I wanna hear you say it,
"I won't tell him." Say it.

-Say it.
-I won't tell him.

Physics is a slog. It's a slog.

We are meant to work on problems
that our children will solve.

You might find the odd solution
here or there.

I just got your shirt, by the way.
It's very clever.

But you will die
before your life's work is done.

Your cold, lifeless husk
will be moldering in the ground

while generations that come after you

will be finishing the work
that you started.

To quote the Romans,

"Enjoy yourselves.

It's later than you think."

Guy Lombardo.

-I am s… I'm sorry?
-Guy Lombardo. That was… Yeah.

The quote, um… "It's later
than you think." It's not the Romans.

It's a singer.
Guy Lombardo and his Royal Canadians.

It was Guy Lombardo,

and it was from his 1949 classic,
"Enjoy Yourself."

But long before that,

it was the Romans
who etched it on their sundials.

So, uh… so we're both right.

It's interesting that you, uh…
you know that.

I'm sorry, do I know you?

Just auditing the class.

Any other questions?

All right, the, uh, reading's
on my website, and I'll see you Tuesday.

Adam?

Dad.

Dad.

Adam?

Is… is this time travel?

-He came from 2050 and got you?
-Yes.

-How old are you now?
-Twelve.

-Why did you need your 12-year-old self?
-I didn't.

-You needed me to fly the jet.
-Jet? There… there's a jet?

-My jet.
-Oh.

What I meant was
I didn't need you originally.

-2022 was a mistake.
-Wh...

And you flew this jet?

-Yes.
-Did you, though?

-Is that my jacket? Looks tight on you.
-That's what I said.

-It's fine.
-Like a condom with buttons.

-This is fun. I'm having fun, are you?
-Condom!

And why was 2022 a mistake?

-I wasn't supposed to be there.
-You're not supposed to be here.

-You don't say.
-They shot him when he stole the jet.

-Please don't tell him that.
-You stole a jet?

-Why would he need to know that?
-Okay, stop. Both of you stop talking now.

Do you realize
how absolutely wrong this is?

You can't be here. You can't be anywhere
but your own timeline.

What do you think we're doin' here?
Think we're short of hugs in the future?

-There's a reason I need to talk to you.
-I don't... I don't care.

-He doesn't care.
-Don't get me wrong.

I'm very happy to see you,
and I mean this in the best possible way,

but you need to piss off
to where you came from.

Anything you say or do
could cause a divergence.

Can you please shut up for a second?

-I'm not gonna listen...
-For a second and listen.

-Shut the physics fountain in your face.
-What you are doing is reckless.

Dad!

You okay?

God damn it!

-In fairness, I...
-It's okay.

I asked him nicely
to shut up and listen.

-He did no such thing, so…
-It's okay. It's fine. I'm fine.

So... Oh, you…

That's what you get.
We don't hit people in this family.

What was that?

-That's what you get.
-God!

How did you turn out to be an asshole?
I thought you loved me.

-I do!
-None of it matters anymore.

-Are you kidding me? Of course it matters.
-Dad.

They don't have safeguards
where you come from?

-Dad.
-Protocols?

-Maya and I agreed.
-Dad.

-There'd be an ethics panel...
-Dad!

With real oversight.

None of it matters anymore.

Wait. It already happened?
Somebody already altered time?

-Who?
-Sorian.

-Maya?
-Maya.

She'd never do that.
She knows the consequences.

-She's been funding my work for years.
-The Adam Project.

Yes, I theorized
that with a powerful enough pulse,

we could generate
utilitarian wormholes in space.

And we did it four weeks ago.

But I was…
I was just playing with the theory

that you can use wormholes
for time travel.

That part's theoretical.

-Right.
-Still theoretical.

This theory needs to take a leak.
So let's go.

Holy shit!
I'm the godfather of time travel?

Nice hit, Dad.

I think I broke my hand.

I'm… I'm sorry. This is my fault.

My… my ego. My hubris.

My need to be best, to be first,
to be the smartest guy in the room.

And here we are.

-A disgusting character flaw.
-He didn't know.

-But I should have.
-Yeah.

Mankind has no business tampering
with the mechanics of the universe.

There are forces greater than science.

Right. That's why we're gonna
put the genie back in the bottle.

Destroy time travel
before it's even invented.

Uh...

What's done, no matter how terrible,

should not and cannot be undone
under any circumstance.

Even us being here, talking like this,
we're perverting fate and time.

I told you Sorian already did that.
She's had the world by the balls since.

And you know that for a fact?

Do you have scientific proof
that she changed things?

No, you don't because you can't know.
But I will tell you this.

You being here opens up the potential
for catastrophic reconfiguration.

-And that is quantifiable, that...
-Stop. Stop.

-Stop.
-Stop what?

-Stop being a scientist.
-But I am a scient...

Be a father.

You were always more interested
in the universe than your son.

-That's not true.
-That is true.

And when you're older,
you'll realize that. It...

You know what? It's…

That ship has sailed. It's too late
for me. So, you know, whatever. I'm fine.

But he needs you.

Hmm.

And you? What do you need?

I need to go for a walk.

I can't be here, Adam. I… I have to go.

-Please don't go.
-I have to.

-Please.
-This is… this is bigger than any of us.

It's too dangerous
what he's asking me to do. I can't.

All right. We'll see each other again.

Wait.

-I need to tell you something.
-No, you can't say anything else to me.

I can't know the future.

I'm sorry.

I have to go home.
Your mom and you are waiting.

Yes, Senator.

Except the stability of these wormholes
is no longer a hypothetical,

and the work we are doing here
is simply ahead of the current statutes.

So you can either support my program
and be a part of the future,

or you can get left behind in the past.

Hang up the phone.

What are you doing here?
You said I wouldn't be seeing you again.

Did I? Hmm.

When was that? Remind me.

The last time
you just showed up, two months ago.

Oh, well, for me, it was 32 years ago.

So sorry if I'm a little fuzzy
on the details.

Anyway, times have changed.

You can't be here.

You know the potential for
catastrophic changes to the time stream.

-It's incalculable.
-God, I was such a nerd.

Will you please just stop talking?

Everything you asked me to do.

The stock buys, the offshore accounts,
all of it. It's unethical.

-And illegal.
-This isn't a joke. It's dangerous.

The environmental impact alone
from the companies you had me pick

could be devastating.

In fairness to us,

the environment was pretty much toast
before we came along.

And by the way, Maya,
you did it, all of it,

because somewhere inside that cheap suit
and ridiculous ponytail is me.

I'm leaving.

Where you going?

You seeing someone?

No, you're not. You're too busy.

Thing is,
you always will be.

This company is all you will ever have.

It is your personal life.

It's your family.

But this is our legacy.

And if we had let the government
take it from us,

then everything we sacrificed,

all that loneliness,

all that loneliness,

would've been for nothing.

And I did it.

I fixed that future
where we had been forgotten.

Then why are you back here now?

I'm back

because we can't control time travel
if it never existed.

And your buddy Adam Reed
is about to betray you.

Adam? He's just a little kid.

Yeah, well, that little kid…

…he grows up
to be a very big pain in our ass.

Trust me. You're gonna want this.

What?

I know you think you know more than me
because you're older.

Go away, Adam.

And I know why you hate him so much.

Really?

Well, do tell.
I'm on the edge of my seat here.

Holy shit. I wonder what it i...
Was it because he's narcissistic,

or, uh, never came home from work

or cared more about his job than his son...

It's because he died.

You hate him

because he died.

You made yourself hate him

because it was easier than missing him.

And I remember some stuff
that you maybe don't wanna.

Oh yeah?

Like what?

He played catch with us

almost every night.

Catch.

He'd get home from work,

be so tired, and I'd be in the yard
throwing the ball against the pitch back.

-You remember the pitch back, right?
-Oh, I… I remember the pitch back.

Yeah, he bought it
so he didn't have to play with me.

Nope.

He bought it because they had one
in the window of Altman's.

And every time we passed that store,

I begged him to buy it for me,

so that's what Dad did.

He'd see me throwin' in the yard,
and no matter how tired he was,

he'd always grab his mitt
to come out for a catch.

Things happened to you, to us.

And we suck at dealing with it.

I'm starting to think
it's something we do.

I give Mom a hard time now, and…

I think…

I think it's easier to be angry
than it is to be sad.

And I guess, when I get older,

I forget that there's a difference.

How'd you get to be so smart?

How'd you get to be so dumb?

Nice try, asshole.

Adam, make sure you feed Hawking
before you leave for school, honey.

Oh.

-You're still here.
-Oh.

And you're cooking.
What are you making? Hi.

Uh, I know you like the Denver omelet.

That's not a Denver omelet.
That is a cry for help.

The eggs are burnt, and the bacon's
still somehow totally raw.

Oh, you… Oh, no, no. No, no, no. Wha...

Do you wanna talk about
why you're still here

instead of being at work?

I… I… Well, I just wanted to stay home
with you today.

You don't say. I like this guy.

This guy likes you.

What's going on with you, honey?

Does he seem, uh… does he seem sad to you?

No.

He's an odd duck, like his dad.

I happen to collect odd ducks.

I don't know
if I should've built that game for him.

Shouldn't he be outside,
playing with the rest of the kids?

How is he gonna find his place
in the world?

"His place in the world"?
He's a kid. We're his place in the world.

You're his place in the world.

Okay, whatever is going on,
listen, I can tell you the truth

or something
that's gonna make you feel better.

I'd rather cut to it and tell you
the truth, if you're up for it.

I… I'd rather something
that'll make me feel better.

Yeah, I know.

Kidding. Sort of.

Okay, tell me.

When you are with us…

…you're with us 100%.

It's amazing.

And when you're not…

…it's like… pfft.

So is he a little lonely?

Yeah, probably.

But does that make you a shitty guy? No.

I've gotta do better.

Hey, buddy, I have good news for you.

He doesn't need perfect.
He just needs you.

Your cooking makes you
a borderline serial killer,

but the rest of you is pretty awesome.

Ellie.

You know I love you.

Yeah, I know.

I'm extremely lovable.

Yeah.

Hmm.

I have to go to work.

Okay, okay, okay.

And, hey, you got time.

"It's later than you think."

Really think we can?

Maybe, maybe not. We'll see.

But we're gonna try anyway.

Destroy time travel. How will we do that?

This is the world's largest
electromagnetic accelerator.

It's 2018,
so EM technology isn't stable yet.

So here's what we're gonna do.
We're gonna blow this bitch up.

-Blow it up?
-Yep.

How did I live this long?
That's a terrible idea.

Yeah, well, when a bad idea
is the only idea, it becomes a great idea.

Who said that?

You. Nine years from now,
right before you get arrested.

-What?
-Try to focus.

We'll have to deal with security.
You know this bag of toys you love?

Yeah.

Being a geek is about to pay off.

-Reading me?
-Roger that, Red Leader.

This is Butternut Sippy Cup.
Ten-four, over.

Let's just talk like normal people, okay?

Copy that…

Red Leader.

Somethin's wrong.

There's nobody here.

Which means they're here.

Sorian warned her younger self
we were coming.

Are you sure?

Oh, pretty sure.

-Don't move. On your knees.
-I'm sorry. What?

We're taking you back to 2050, Reed.

I can't hear you through the helmet.
It muffles a bit. It's hard to hear you.

Don't get me wrong,
your outfits are incredible though.

They're intimidating but also scream,
"Please don't hurt me."

On your knees.
I won't tell you again.

Well, you… you're right about that.

Adam, what are you doing?
I'm about to get my ass kicked.

Don't worry. He doesn't wanna fight.

They wanna fight.
They really, really wanna fight.

Just look him in the eyes and smile.

Smile in a way that says, "I want this."

"I've been waiting my whole life
for this."

Then hit him
in the private bathing suit parts.

-Adam!
Roger that.

Pyeow!

Yeah!

Adam, you're on those cars, right?

Roger that, middle-aged Adam.

Bye. Pfft.

Adam!

Whoo!

That was invigorating!

-Dad?
-Dad?

-I'm sorry. Are you okay?
-This close!

-That was amazing.
-This close!

-Where's little Adam?
-He's fine!

-Hey, hey!
-Hey?

That's your mother's car.

The car?

What are you doin' here?

I went to the motel,
and when I didn't find you there,

I… I figured I'd find you here.

It's not like
you're keeping a low profile, obviously.

What the hell is this?

Tell you what? You come up with a plan,
and we'll do it your way. Sound good?

Oh God. Thank God. There's a plan.

I was beginning to think
you were making this up as you went along.

Adam, I'm goin' inside.
Cover the perimeter.

-No one gets in behind me.
-Sorry. That was harsh.

Roger Dodger.

Harsh?
You shaved my ass with a Subaru.

I… I saved your ass with a Subaru, son.

What's Dad doing?

-Dad's being critical. Big surprise.
-Okay, I...

You're trying to break into
a highly sensitive, secure facility

with a sixth-grader.

I am not being critical.
I'm… I'm narrating.

Will you just stop? Stop.
Where the hell are you going?

To destroy your accelerator,
and I'm gonna enjoy it.

Do you realize
that you have broken every rule?

You've blown past every conceivable
ethical boundary like it wasn't there.

Yeah? Then why are you here, Dad?

Because you can't do it without me.

Some people dream of the future.

Here at Sorian Technologies,
we're building it.

If you destroy the accelerator,
Sorian will simply rebuild it.

-So what will work?
-What you're after is ISPCA.

Infinitely Shifting
Plasma Containing Algorithm,

which I designed
to stabilize the wormholes.

That is the mathematical equation
that will make time travel possible.

How do you destroy math?

I've never written the algorithm down
or demonstrated it to another human being,

so it lives here in the old bean,

and in the subbasement
in a diamond-hard neuromorphic processor.

Are you talking about your penis?

Can… can we be serious now?

Yes. No. Yes.

It's a hard drive, okay?

-God, you're such a child.
-Sorry.

There is a crystal hard drive
running the algorithm in a closed loop.

That is the nerve center
of the accelerator.

So we go there, destroy the hard drive,
prevent time travel from being invented.

Theoretically, time travel...

Oh my God! You're killing me
with the theoretical.

-Yes, that should do it.
-Good. Let's do that.

-Okay. Okay.
-Okay. Okay.

Okay.

-This is where you work.
-Yes.

Only took you 44 years to bring me here.

Fair.

I am so keeping this thing.

-So this is it?
-This is it.

I gotta hand it to you, Dad.
You were not messin' around.

This is where we house the hard drive.

-What happens if you pull it out?
-One of two things.

The accelerator will continue to run
on a dormant loop.

But without the algorithm, no one
will ever be able to program it again.

Or?

Or there's a cataclysmic meltdown

that will destroy all living things
within 100 miles.

Well, let's hope it's the first thing.

Neuromorphic
hard drive panel accessed.

Screw it.

Oh!

-Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho!
-Whew!

Louis.

Maya?

Long time no see.

Oh, this shit's about to get weird.

Were you really gonna steal that from us?
Destroy everything we've worked for?

Our work was supposed to have
moral ground rules.

-We were gonna change the world.
-Change the world?

The only thing that's changed is you.
Have you lost your mind?

All these years, I funded your work.

I'm not the villain here.
I spent millions...

Hundreds of millions
of my money, my wealth.

-Mmm.
-Just to fund your every indulgence.

But this…

This is mine to do with as I please.

Now,

Adam,

give me… the drive.

No.

Just… no.

I thought you were gonna say that.

Come here.

Gimme the gun.

Maya, Jesus Christ.

What are you doing? Are you crazy?

Oh, I think that's well established.

Adam, just listen to her.

It's okay. It's all right.

'Cause Adam's gonna
give me the drive right now.

Shhh.

Aren't you, Adam?

-Adam?
-Adam?

Hey, beautiful idiot.
If I shoot him,you die too.

Adam?

I'm thinking it over.

-What? What do you mean you're thinking?
-Yeah.

-It's a complicated issue.
-What is there to think over?

-It's a big decision!
-No, it's not!

-It's not.
-I need to think it through!

I'm about to lose my shit here!

-Give her the drive!
-Give her the drive, man!

-Give her the drive!
-Please!

Electromagnetic seal
compromised.

Run!

Commencing emergency protocols.

Come here.

-Dad!
Adam!

Ow!

Hey! Let me go!

Adam, just hang on!

-Let me go!
-Get me that drive! Now!

Access denied.

Get off me! Dad!

This way!

Yeah.

-Get the drive!
-The drive!

Superhero landing.

Ever had your ass kicked
by a 12-year-old nerd with an inhaler?

-Suppertime, Spanky.
-No.

No!

Finish him!

Ahh!

Come on!

-Christos!
-No!

Core breached.

Reactor stability compromised.

Commence evacuation.

Lockdown in two minutes.

Buddy, it's time to go. Come on.

I can't shut it down!

Stop!

I want my drive.

You can't have it.

Shoot him now.

Get behind me, both of you.

Look, Dad, Dad, those guns shoot
armor-piercing bullets.

So even behind you,
we're still Swiss cheese.

-Thanks for that information.
-You're welcome.

-Maybe spread out a little.
-Maybe a good idea.

Maya, you're not a murderer.

Not yet, anyway.

Listen to me.

Everything we've worked for,

it goes away unless you pull this trigger.

Okay, come on.

One minute 30 seconds
until lockdown.

You can do it.

Do it!

Maya, you're better than this.

Sorry, Louis,
but you brought this on yourself.

Maybe so.

You think I'm playing?

Ask your son how I play.

I had to kill his wife twice
to protect the integrity of my program.

Now, don't think I won't put a bullet
right through you.

Give it to me!

No.

One minute until lockdown.

You just never understood
the bigger picture.

And you never understood the science.

How did you know that would work?

Those armor-piercing rounds
contain a magnetic steel core.

Sometimes it pays to be a nerd, guys.

Containment protocol initiated.

-Ten seconds remaining.
-Whoa.

-Yeah, we should run.
-Yep.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

-Five.
-Go!

Four.

Three.

-Oh, shit!
Two.

One.

Well, I'd say Bring Your Kid to Work Day
was a huge success.

-Uh-huh.
-Yep.

-What are you looking at?
-You're still here.

I figured after we eliminated time travel,
you two would go back to your fixed times.

It probably takes a while
for 30 years of changed time

to sort itself out.

I don't think we have long.

I can feel somethin' happening.

Me too.

Sure it's okay for us to be here?

It's fine. Your mom takes you
to science club on Thursdays.

Look, um… Dad.

There's somethin'
we need to tell you.

I… I already know.

I knew the moment I saw you.

I'm sorry, boys. I'm, uh…

I'm sorry that I'm… I'm not gonna
be there for you down the road,

and I've given it a lot of thought,

but you cannot tell me how
or when it happens.

You came back here

because no one has a right
to change the future, including us.

It's your future.

No.

You're my future.

Both of you.

And how lucky am I

that I got to see it?

I haven't been there for you.

And I'm sorry.

But I saw you being born.

I watched you take your first breath.

And after that happens,
nothing is ever the same again.

You're my son, Adam,

and I love you.

-You're my boy, and I love you.
-Okay. You don't have to do all...

I loved you
from the first minute that I saw you.

-And that will never change.
-I… I get that.

-Adam, you're my boy.
-Dad? We really don't have to do all...

-You're amazing.
-Okay.

-I love you.
-I get it, Dad.

I don't think you do.

-I am proud of you.
-Okay.

I love you, son.

Know that inside your heart.
Know… Come here.

Come here.

You're my boys,
and you'll always be my boys.

Throughout all time.

-I love you, Dad.
-I love you, buddy.

Don't carry this
around anymore.

I need you, Dad.

It's so hard without you.

I know.

You're gonna be okay.

-You're gonna be better than okay.
-You don't know that.

Are you kidding me?

Have you seen this guy?

There's gotta be somethin' we can do.

I can think of somethin'.

You really gonna do this?

Oy.

All right.

All right. Can you do me a favor?

I don't know if we're gonna
remember any of this,

but maybe there'll be an echo
or somethin', like Laura said.

But just in case,

give Mom a hug for me.

Would you do that?

Not one of your lame-ass side hugs either.

I'm talkin'
the break-a-rib kinda hug. Yeah?

Yeah.

Holy shit.

What?

I spent 30 years trying to get away
from the me that was you.

And I'll tell you what, kid.

I hate to say it,
but you were the best part all along.

-Are we gonna smoke this banana or sit...
-Play ball!

Hey there.

Aren't you late for work?

Yeah. I need to pay the insurance
on the house.

It's in the calendar,
but I can't find the statement.

With that filing system? Shocking.

-Shocking.
-It should all be online.

This is how Dad did it.

-Grab a pile, would you?
-I'll be late for school.

Oh my gosh. You're right.
Okay. Have a great day, honey.

Adam.

Yeah?

Just making sure I wasn't getting mugged.

Maybe you are.

Get over here! Get over here!

Aaargh!

I love you, honey.

Love you too.

So, as I said earlier,

our goal is to calculate
the variability of gravitational force,

which depends entirely
on whether your path of motion

is toward the Earth or away from it.

So let's define the gravitational force
of the Earth on an object

by Newton's gravitational formula.

F is equal to big G,
Newton's gravitational constant,

multiplied by m sin 1 times m sin 2

divided by r squared.

And m sin 1 is the mass of the Earth,
m sin e,

m sin 2 is the mass of the object
the Earth is exerting force on.

-And r...
-Can you believe this guy?

He's been talking for 15 minutes.
Managed to put the entire class to sleep.

…force is directly…

You look awake.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

I've trained myself to…

To fall fast asleep but keep my eyes open.

Check it out.

…gotta believe in the miracle…

Are you serious?

-Cool, right?
-Yeah.

-Yeah.
-Super cool.

I'm Adam. Adam… Adam Reed.

Laura Shane.

-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you too.

-I'll, um… I'll be quiet.
-Okay.

Where do they find these guest lecturers?

Right?

It's like they're genetically engineered
to bore us to death.

You're totally a guest lecturer,
aren't you?

-Yes, I am. Yeah.
-Shit.

What's your field?

Um… computational linguistics.

-No way!
-Yeah.

-I don't know what that is. Um…
-Oh.

-What does that have to do with flying?
-Uh… not a damn thing.

-Oh.
-Yeah.

Oh. You're in the wrong place, I think.

-That's subjective. This is Schaefer 309?
-Literally in the wrong place. Farrel 309.

-No.
-Yep.

-No.
-Yeah.

I don't think that…

-Yeah. Oof.
-Okay. Oh.

-I knew it.
-Okay. All right.

-Bingo. Yeah.
-Okay. Okay.

Then I'm in the wrong building.

Actually, you're in the wrong campus.

Then I'm lost.

Not anymore. I found you.

I can… I can walk you to Schaefer.

Are you sure? I mean,
I would hate to disturb your sleep.

I've, uh…

I've got time.

Plus…

Okay.

-Okay.
-Yeah.