All language subtitles for Paycheck 2003 BluRay [Hindi 5.1 + English 5.1] 720p x264 AAC ESub - mkvCinemas [Telly] (1)

It's time to wake up

and get a life.

We live in a three-dimensional world.

Until now, the world of computing
has been a flat world

consisting of two-dimensional imagery.

Now, through the use of exclusive,
breakthrough technology,

ARC has made it possible
for you to get a life.

A-Life, where we can work and play

in a lifelike world
of three-dimensional reality.

A-Life, the living monitor.

Impressed?

Yeah, I am.

Would you put one of those
in a box for me?

- JENNINGS: Are you the lawyer?
- I'm Rita Dunne.

Obviously, no one from Nexim
could be here today.

(SIGHS)

- I'd invite you in, but...
- Good luck, Mr Jennings.

- I'll see you in two months.
- Yeah.

Home, sweet home.

What do you think?

This is the exact same technology?

Not the exact same technology, no.

Ultimately, I decided
to reconceive some of it.

I never liked the way the monitor looked.

And then it occurred to me,
who needs it?

Gentlemen,
I am the future of computing.

And I would like to present you

with Nexim's new Freedom line
of display technology.

New from Nexim.
Freedom is in your future.

(ALL LAUGH)

Launch this now. ARC is not gonna last.

Who said 100% market share
was impossible?

Get me Marketing immediately.

MAN: This far exceeds our expectations.

RITA: Congratulations.

Well, thank you.

You understand, Mr Jennings,
you've just done in two months

what we've been trying to do
for three years.

Sometimes it's easier
if you work backwards.

Cheers.

You won't remember me, will you?

No.

That's too bad.

MALE VOICE: Marker reached.

(MONITOR BEEPING)

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

Okay.

We're now extracting his memory
from the marker forward to the present.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Jesus, Rita.

(FAST BEEPING)

Jesus Christ!

This is dangerous enough.

If this man's brain temp goes
one C above 43, he's a veg.

Come on, Mike.

(EXHALES)

Here we go.

(SIGHS)

It's all clean.

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

Good morning, sunshine.

Hey, how you doing, big guy?

- Okay?
- Yeah.

- All right. Thank you. Take it easy.
- MAN: Whoa!

Slow, slow, slow.
There's no hurry, okay?

(CHUCKLES)

- That's it. Good?
- Yeah.

Good man. Hey, Mike, look at me.

Look at me. Right here.

(EXHALES)

What's the last date you remember?

- October 19.
- SHORTY: Uh-huh! Very good.

Mike, what's the last thing
you remember?

Um...

The Red Sox made the playoffs.

SHORTYZ Uh-huh!

Okay. Let's get the legal
out of the way, shall we?

JENNINGS: Okay.

Mr Michael Jennings, under the terms
of your non-disclosure agreement,

you are considered never
to have been an employee.

You also understand that all your work
is the intellectual property of Nexim...

(GRUNTING) Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I never worked here.
I never saw anybody.

I never was here. I got it.

Is my paycheque ready?

All righty.

- How you feeling, tiger?
- JENNINGS: (GRUNTS) Good.

- Now let's hear you.
- All right.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Go!

(BEEP S)

In order to zero the full eight weeks,
I had to heat your brain to 42.5 C.

-(PANTING) I'm fine.
- I'm saying it's getting harder, Mike.

I said I'm fine.

You're slowing down, actually.
Come on.

I'd be a lot faster if you'd shut up.

Show me what you've got, grasshopper.

That's it. That's more like it!

Yes! Go, go, go!

Go! Go!

(WHOOPING)

Yes! Faster!

Beautiful!

Yes! One more! One more, Mikey!

(GROANS)

(CHUCKUNG)

Now, do you see how you did that?
How you focused?

- Yeah. I focused on your face.
- Now, you know you love me.

Come on. Come on. Don't be mean
to the one who does everything for you.

Do you realise you've never once
asked me what I see

when I erase your memory?

Basically, the last two months
just never happened for you.

What's to know'?
Twenty hours a day in a clean room

ripping off one guy's idea
for a computer,

selling it to somebody else... You know.

What'd you do the last two months?

You know what the last thing
I remember is?

Driving in Spain in the Aston Martin,

learning to dive in Belize
with what's-her-name.

The seven-stadiums-in-seven-days trip.
It's great.

I mean, my memories
are basically highlights.

It's good. It's a good life.
The stuff you erase, it doesn't matter.

(SIGHS)

(CROWD CHEERING ON TV)

(EXCLAIMS IN DISAPPOINTMENT)

(SCOFFS)

(PLAYING SOFT MUSIC)

What is it with guys like Rethrick?

He's gotta have everything, huh?

Well, say what you want about Jimmy,
he started Allcom in his garage.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Don't you leave me alone.

What? You'll be fine. Talk. Mingle.

(SIGHS)

I don't want to mingle.

JENNINGS: Hello.

I'm Michael.

I'm Rachel.

Rachel Porter.

Is that Miss or Mrs.?

Hmm. That would be Dr Porter.

Doctor. Well, excuse me, Doctor.

(LAUGHS)

It's all right.

What kind of a doctor are you?

- I'm a biologist.
- Really?

Ah!

Do you work for Jimmy?

Mmm-hmm.

So it must be very top-secret biology
that you practise.

Oh, yes. Isn't everything?

Let's go.

Excuse me?

I mean, I'm happy
to continue blathering on,

trying helplessly to charm you,

but I thought maybe, you know,
cut to the chase and just,

you know, go somewhere.

(LAUGHS)

I'll tell you what, Michael.

I'm gonna walk over there
and talk to a friend of mine.

If you get the urge to have
a real conversation,

you'll know where to find me.

Okay. Fair enough.

It was nice to meet you.

Giving up so easily?

You don't believe in second chances,
now, do you?

In my experience, no, I don't.

- Good night.
- Good night.

(SIGHS)

- RETHRICK: Mike.
- Jimmy.

- How you doing?
- Good. How you doing?

- Good to see you.
- You, too. You look good.

- Thanks for coming.
- Thanks for having me.

- Come back this way.
- Sure.

(CHUCKLING) Hey, Jimmy.

(EXHALING)

Now you're talking. Thank you.

Wait a second.

Isaac, disable fire protection, please.

(BEEP S)

ISAAC: Alarm disabled.

I don't think you'd look so good
covered in foam. Even in that spiffy suit.

What's the pitch, Jimmy?

I've known you long enough to know

when you're trying to sell me something.
What is it?

You know, there was a time
we were in school,

we wanted to change the world.

I thought we said we wanted
to save the world.

Well, that's semantics.

- What's the job, Jimmy?
- Can't tell you,

other than to say that it involves optics.

And you get stock options
for this one, Mike.

Get a real piece of the company.

What if it doesn't work?
I get a real piece of nothing.

I promise you, it won't fail.

Mmm-hmm.

How do you know that?
Is this a real crystal ball?

(CHUCKLES) lwish. The point is,
I'll guarantee that you do eight figures.

- Minimum.
- What's the catch?

The job may require a little bit
more time than you're used to.

- How much more time?
- Two years, maybe three.

- You're kidding.
- Deadly serious.

Jimmy, it's impossible. You can't do it.

The longest anyone has ever done
is eight weeks.

I know, 'cause it was me.

Assuming it were possible,
would you do it?

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

- Give up three years of my life?
- Not give up, trade.

Three years in return
for the rest of your life.

One big paycheque. You're done.

JENNINGS: A lot
can happen in three years.

RETHRICK: You blink, it'll be over.
To you, it'll be two seconds.

A heartbeat, then snap,
you're rich beyond your wildest dreams.

One big paycheque. You're done.

Mr Jennings. John Wolfe. Welcome.

You understand that you won't be
allowed to leave the grounds.

You'll be assigned a residence
right here on campus.

All your mail will be screened,
no outside phone calls.

Anything you do receive
will have to be inspected.

Okay.

I'm gonna need
all your personal belongings.

Watch, wallet,
anything else you're carrying.

I'm afraid nothing's allowed
to be brought in.

All these items will be returned to you
when you pick up your paycheque.

Sorry. Those, too.

- Mike, hey, you made it.
-(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

- Good to see you.
- Good to see you, too.

- Everything okay?
- Yep.

Sit down.

I assume Mr Wolfe gave you
all the fine print.

Yeah. He also took the last pair
of sunglasses I've managed not to lose.

(CHUCKUNG)

I'm sorry.

Whoa!

What is this?

It's for your memory wipe.

RETHRICK: We inject you with
an isotope, migrates to your brain,

lodges, serves as a marker.
Then when we're done,

another injection erases everything
back to the marker.

No barbaric cooking of the brain.

(SCOFFS)

All right.

(SCOFFS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Wow.

- What have I gotten myself into?
- Let's go find out.

COMPUTER: Initiating
Blue Script directory.

JENNINGS: Impressive.

This used to be our smallest unit.
Now it's our most profitable.

Excuse me, Mr Rethrick,
may I speak with you for a moment?

- Have a look around. I'll be right back.
- Okay.

COMPUTER: Cycle complete.
Begin transmission of data.

(BEEPING)

All right! I give up! I give up.

(SLOWING BEEPS)

(ALL LAUGHING)

Don't give up.

Dr Porter. I guess I'm lucky
you didn't use thunder and lightning.

True.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(RACHEL CHUCKLES)

Okay, well, I won't question
your powers in the future.

Sorry, I just couldn't help myself.

I thought you said Marianne was
on a plane today.

WOMAN: She was planning to make
the conference call from the plane, sir.

Look, I should probably apologise
for my behaviour the other day.

I get like that sometimes,
and I shouldn't. I'm sorry.

Careful. You are in danger of sounding
like you want a second chance.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

- Say something else.
- Excuse me?

Say something nice.
Quick, otherwise I'll forget it.

(CHUCKLES)

Was that little breeze for our boy here?

(SIGHING) Ah! Well, lowed him one.
Now we're even.

Well, be nice 'cause Mike's
moving into the neighbourhood.

Oh!

- See you around.
- Okay.

(CLEARS THROAT)

- You ready?
- Yeah. Let's go.

RETHRICK: You know,
you can still back out.

No hard feelings.

(CHUCKLES)

No, I want to stay.

Michael Jennings, meet the other half
of your team, Dr William Dekker.

- Nice to meet you.
- It's a pleasure.

Gentlemen. Let's have a look
at the next three years of your lives.

What happened?

Michael.

You're done.

JENNINGS: How long was it, Jimmy?
RETHRICK: It's been three years, Mike.

(JENNINGS SIGHS)

JENNINGS: How'd I do?
RETHRICK: You did good.

(JENNINGS SIGHS)

Your money's been transferred
to your account

at Reddy Grant & Associates.

You've got an appointment there
today at 1:00.

Just go home, do the paperwork.
When you feel up to it, give me a call.

We've got a lot
of catching up to do, Mike.

$92 million.

(LAUGHING)

Everyone at Reddy Grant & Associates
appreciates your business, sir.

Well, not as much as I appreciate
my business, I promise you.

Okay.

Just sign there.

- JENNINGS: All right.
- Great.

- Your personal items.
- Yes.

You only needed four stamps.

Oh, well, guess I could afford
the extra 50 cents.

(CHUCKUNG)

(JENNINGS SIGHS)

JENNINGS; Um...

I don't think this is my stuff.

- It's not?
- No.

- I don't know what happened.
- It's all right. Don't worry about it.

It doesn't matter.
Let's talk about my shares.

What I'd like to do is
get some money now,

and, you know, put the rest away
for long term, to live off.

So how do we do that?

Mr Jennings, you forfeited your shares.

I beg your pardon? What?

Yeah, here. Dated four weeks ago.

You surrendered the shares

and stated to deliver
only the envelope of personals.

- Don't you remember doing that, sir?
- No.

I don't remember that
because I didn't do that.

Why would I do that? I wouldn't do that.
It doesn't make sense.

A mistake has been made,
and it needs to be corrected.

Well, I agree.
It's a strange thing you did...

It's not strange.

Strange is a little out of the ordinary,
but still plausible.

Giving away $100 million in shares
in a Fortune 500 company

for some knickknacks isn't strange,
it's insane.

No one would do that.
This doesn't make sense.

Unless you think this is a $40-million
can of hair spray, which is pink.

What, this is a $100-million
book of matches?

I've been a little out of it
for a couple of years.

I don't know, is this back in style now?

Are these $100-million sunglasses?
Am I missing something here?

Okay, I'll look into it,
but it's gonna take me some time.

This is crazy.
I'm gonna make some phone calls.

Okay.

(PHONE RINGING)

RECEPTIONIST:
Mr Rethrick's office.

Hi, it's Michael Jennings.
Tell him it's important, please.

Oh! I'm sorry, but he stepped away.

He won't be back
until later this afternoon.

I can try him on his cell phone
if you'd like.

Just have him call me
as soon as he gets in. Okay?

- Okay.
- Thank you.

(FLOOR CREAKING)

(GROANS)

(consume)

(GROANING)

Listen, guys, a mistake
has been made here. All right?

- I'm not a traitor. I'm an engineer.
- A reverse engineer, right?

We already know
that you accepted payment

of classified government technology.

Mike, that's called treason.

In this country,
people get fried for that one.

(SCOFFS) Yeah.

You know what? In this country,
when the FBI harasses you,

you also get an attorney.
Thanks very much.

- Not today you don't.
- JENNINGS: What the hell is this?

This is what happens
when the Attorney General calls me

and says that
Michael Jennings' cooperation

is a matter of national security.

Look, first of all,
that stuff isn't mine, okay?

A mistake...

What is...

Perfect fit. You were saying?

Well, let me show you a few pieces
of the puzzle that we're solving.

William Dekker, government physicist,
weapons division.

Three years ago,
his project gets shelved.

He didn't like that, so he sold his work.
Classified work.

Showed it to
several major corporations.

We think Rethrick bought it.

Unfortunately, we can't link Rethrick
to the sale, because Dekker died.

Natural causes.

"Natural" being gravity after a 140-foot
fall out of his apartment building.

So what does this have to do with me?

These are patent applications
filed this month.

They show designs
based on Dekker's work.

Look whose signature is on
every one of those documents.

KLEIN: Don't you get it?
It's your name on those patents!

Rethrick can claim he knows
nothing about Dekker

or where the design came from.

So what you need to do is tell us
everything that you did for Rethrick.

Right now.

- I can't.
- You'd rather spend the rest of your life

in prison protecting
your so-called friend?

Just help us, and we can work with you.

I can't. I can't!

He wiped my memory!
I don't remember!

I'll tell you whatever I know.
I was set up.

But I swear to God,
you have to believe me,

I don't remember what I did
for the past three years!

(SIGHS)

What? Wait a second!

Wait!

We figured Rethrick
might have tried a wipe,

so we'll try an extraction.

You're not gonna see anything.
I'm telling you, you're wasting your time.

(DEVICE BEEPING)

(GRUNTING)

We're getting something here.

Come on! Come on!

(JENNINGS GROANING)

Shit.

We got nothing.

Hold on a second. I need a smoke.

AGENT 1: Boss.

He won't mind.

(BEEPING)

DODGE: Smoke!
KLEIN: Shit!

DODGE: God damn it!
AGENT 1: I can't see anything!

(ALARM BLARING)

KLEIN: Secure the door!

Where the hell is he?

- He's loose!
- Don't worry, he can't go anywhere!

(GRUNTING)

KLEIN: Cover the door!

DODGE: I'll get the lights!

KLEIN: I can't see!

MITCHELL: Get low to the ground!
Try to stay low to the ground!

(consume)

KLEIN: Mitchell!

See anything?

- Is that him?
- DODGE: Klein, where'd you go?

(DOOR BUZZES)

MITCHELL: Al, shut the door!

(GROANS)

AGENT 2: What's going on?

Good night, Mikey.

OFFICER ON PA: Transit 3, copy that.

DODGE: Watch it, coming through!
MITCHELL: Go! Go! Go!

KLEIN: Coming through!
DODGE: Out of the way!

- See him?
- I see him!

- Out of the way, lady!
- There!

- Move! Move! Move!
- Move!

- Coming through!
- Come on, let's go!

Excuse me.

MITCHELL: Coming through!

- Out of the way! Open those gates!
- Watch it, man. Watch it!

(HORNS HONKING)

Come on! Come on!

KLEIN: Where did he go?
Where did he go?

I'll get men at every stop.

He'll be long gone by then!
How the hell did he do that?

- Sorry.
- You all right?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine.
- Be careful.

Hey! Hey!

MAN: Watch it!

Hey! Hey!

Jane. Relax. Everything's fine.

I know you talked to federal agents.
It's okay.

It's been worked out now.

I just need to find out
who sent these items.

Will you help me out?

They were sent three years ago.

No, no, no.
Remember, there was a mix-up.

See, these weren't the ones
that were sent three years ago.

Somebody else sent these.
I need to find out who that is.

I need talk to them.

Well, you're right, replacements
were sent a few weeks ago.

- Who sent it?
- Well, you did.

That's you right here.
See? Twenty items.

WOLFE: I'm gonna need
all your personal belongings.

RETHRICK: Michael Jennings died
at three minutes after 3:00.

The government, left with no case,
closed its investigation of Allcom.

So, you see,

it's impossible that he escaped
unless you changed something.

I didn't.

- What were you doing exactly?
- I was eating pie.

He left the attorney's office
exactly when it predicted.

The Feds took him exactly
when it predicted...

But he didn't die like it predicted!

Michael Jennings is not a super agent.

He's an engineer.

Yet somehow he managed to escape
from a double-locked room.

How? Was it fate?

No, fate was on our side.

That means someone who knew
changed something. And it wasn't me.

And if it wasn't you, then who the...

Has anyone checked the machine
since Michael walked out of here?

(SIGHS)

Find him.

(SIGHS)

"if you only look where you can't go,
you will miss the riches below."

Yeah, I'm already missing my riches.

"17-44-4-26-37-40-22."

A combination? A code?

A password?

"New Liberty Savings."

New Liberty Savings Bank, please.

What does that mean?

You're saying the bank doesn't exist?

That's comforting.

(SIGHS)

JENNINGS: Who sent these items?

JANE: You did.

That's you right here.
See? Twenty items.

DODGE: These are patent applications.

Look whose signature is on
every one of those documents.

JENNINGS: A mistake
has been made here.

I'm not a traitor.

(EXHALES)

DODGE: Dekker died.

KLEIN: Rethrick can claim he knows
nothing about Dekker

or where the design came from.

JENNINGS: You have to believe me.

I don't remember what I did
for the past three years!

RETHRICKZ Michael.

Michael.

You're done.

(PHONE RINGING)

SHORTY ON PHONE: Hello?

(SIGHS) Jesus, Shorty.

You don't know how good it is
to hear a familiar voice.

SHORTY: Michael?

Listen, man.

I'm in ajam, and I need you.

SHORTY: All right.

Meet me at Union Station at 9:00.

- I'll be there.
- SHORTY: Okay, buddy.

MAN ON PA: Outbound local from
Seattle to Kent departing from Track 5.

Eastbound Spokane, Gate 10.

(PARROT TWITTERING)

RACHEL: Michael.

SHORTY: Say one word about this hat
and I'm out of here.

(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHING)

Oh, man!

Oh, my God.

I told you not to take that job, Mike.

- Come on, let's get a table.
- Okay.

- SHORTY: Injections?
- Yeah.

Yeah, you would have to do it
that way, I guess.

But, of course,
that's a chemical process.

JENNINGS: So?

Well, you'd have some latent memories.

Maybe that's what I'm seeing.

Most likely. I mean, memories
that made it through the wash,

and then got stirred up
when the Feds went into your head.

Why would I have these things?

Explain this.

I sent myself this junk
instead of the money.

Oh, brother.

I don't know.

But that's not the question
you should be asking yourself.

- No?
- No.

The question that you should be
asking yourself is,

why did you give up all that money?

That's the most bizarre part
of this whole thing.

$90 million. Nobody changes
that much in three years.

(CHUCKLES)

Okay, my buddy.

I wanna figure out what you built.

All right, let's work backwards.

They told me that I was working on
a design by someone named Dekker.

- Dekker?
- Yeah.

- William Dekker?
- I think so.

What I heard was, he was working
on something level five for the Feds,

when they came in one day
and they just shut him down.

- What was it?
- The consensus was a laser.

- Why was that?
- Well, because Dekker's drawings

called for a mirror and a lens.

Now, the only thing
that uses those designs

is a laser or some kind
of satellite camera...

Here comes the first number, 17.
Followed by 44.

- The lens required perfect optics.
- MAN ON TV: Four.

- The mirror...
- MAN: Twenty-six.

- So the capital outlay is huge.
- MAN: Thirty-seven.

- Word was the thing was gonna cost...
- MAN: Forty.

-...$500 billion.
- MAN: And the bonus number is 22.

Who the hell is gonna spend
$500 billion just to see something?

(SCOFFS)

What?

There's no way I got out
of that extraction room

without the cigarettes and the glasses.

I would've never gotten on that bus
without the bus ticket.

If I didn't have the diamond ring,

I wouldn't have followed that kid
to Reddy Grant.

- Right.
- I gave up that money

just to make sure that I would pay
attention to these items.

Why?

Because I know what you'd spend
$500 billion to see.

The future.

MAN ON TV: If you selected
five of the numbers

and the bonus number,
you're a second-prize winner.

STEVENS: He used a virus.

The machine went down
at 3:03 this afternoon.

3103.

(SIGHS)

Can you programme around the virus?

No. It's not that kind of virus.

Come on, I'll show you.

It's not in the software.

It's in the hardware.
He put a circuit somewhere in here.

It's like a poison pill.

But you can find it, right?

Yeah, I can.

RETHRICKI Then do it.

Slight change of plans.

According to Mr Stevens, we don't need
Michael Jennings any more.

Look, if we know anything,
we know that time travel's not possible.

(CHUCKLES) Einstein proved that, right?

Time travel, yes.

But Einstein was very clear
that he believed time viewing

-theoretically could be accomplished...
- Mike, Mike, Mike, Mike. Come on.

Maybe we should just find Dekker...

- I can't talk to Dekker.
- Why not?

- He had an accident.
- An accident?

Yeah, he...

He fell out of his bedroom window.

He fell out of...

He fell out of his bedroom window!

(CHUCKLING) Ah!

I see. Sure.

That could happen.

Oh!

Jesus. Wait a minute!

- We gotta get ourselves out of here!
- Shorty, listen to me.

I think what happened was
I used this thing, I saw my future.

(EXCLAIMS)

And I saw what I needed to change it.

But all I could get out of Allcom
were these, you know, innocuous items.

Each item has to be used
at a specific time in a specific place

to accomplish whatever it was
I needed to get done.

I mean, without the stuff in here,
I'd already be dead.

(CHUCKUNG)

Yeah, well, it's too bad that you don't
know what the rest of them are for.

What?

Gotcha!

Oh!

Hey!

Great seeing you again, Mike!

Jesus!

Those guys do not look like Feds.

(SHORTY CHUCKLING)

Here. Listen to me. Take this.

This key will get you through that door.
Close it behind you.

- You understand? Go! Go! Go on!
- Okay!

(GRUNTING)

Oh!

Shit!

Go!

(SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

Oh, God,
I hope that was a good thing to do.

(WHISPERS) Shit.

(GUN COCKS)

(SCREAMS)

Go.

WOLFE: Where's your gun?

He's got it.

(GUNSHOT)

(SCREAMS)

So, how are you, Mike?

You?

Why?

Don't remember?

You brought this on yourself, Mike.

(TRAIN APPROACHING)

So how does it feel
knowing you're going to die?

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

(EXCLAIMS)

(CHUCKLES)

Shit.

BROWN: So you're saying
he designed his own escape?

KLEIN: Mr Attorney General, sir,
we have no explanation.

Because after looking
at all the evidence,

the only logical,
albeit hard-to-accept conclusion,

is that he was able to predict
what was going to happen to him.

These are memories extracted
from Jennings before he fled.

They don't seem to add up to anything.

Gladys.

That's all for today.

We knew Dekker was trying
to design something,

but when he sold his plans,
he wasn't even halfway done.

I don't understand.

Dekker was working at JPL
on a laser-enhanced lens.

He claimed the lens was
powerful enough

to see around the curvature
of the universe.

Dekker believed that if you could see
around a curve that went on forever,

you would end up back
where you started,

looking at yourself.

Except you're not looking back
at yourself now, in the present.

No, you are not.
You're looking at the future.

Can you imagine what will happen
if Jennings figures out

what he's done
and tries to profit from it?

Any nation in the world
would give him a king's ransom.

Jennings won't do that.
I was this close to him. He never lied.

When he heard what he was being
accused of, he was hurt and scared.

Fine, once you bring him in,
I'll give him the Medal of Honor.

That's if Rethrick doesn't find him first.

You think he really saw the future?

(SCOFFS)

That would be something.

(PANTING)

Café Michel?

My name is Michael Jennings.

And I can't remember if I made
a reservation there recently.

Would you check that out for me?
Thanks.

I did?

Okay. Right. How many is it for?

Oh, no, thank you. No, I'll be there.

Thank you.

(BIRD TWITTERING)

RACHEL: Hello, you two.

Did he feed you?

(CLICKING TONGUE)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

RETHRICKI Rachel, it's Jimmy.

- You all right?
- Why?

You don't know?

No.

(SIGHING) May I come in?

When was the last time
you saw Michael?

Yesterday morning.

He was pulling an all-nighter at his lab.

Rachel, I'm sorry to have to be
the one to tell you this.

Michael left Allcom yesterday.
Permanently.

- What?
- He finished his work.

- We erased his memory, and he...
- No.

- He left.
- No. He promised me.

(SOFTLY) He said he wasn't going
to go through with it.

He made a lot of money
on this one, Rachel.

He said he didn't care about the money.

WOLFE: So she doesn't know anything.

RETH RICK: He wouldn't leave without
her. It's Michael. He'd be smart.

We're missing something.

RETHRICK: As soon
as she leaves for work, get in there.

And make sure she can't
go anywhere alone.

I want to know what just happened.

BYe.guys.

Morning, Dr Porter.

Going somewhere?

(SIGHS)

RACHEL: Good morning.

Good morning.

I'm going on top. Take my bag.

- You're gonna need this.
- Got it. Thanks.

Coming?

No, thanks.
I'd rather watch from down here.

Suit yourself.

WOLFE: Look, we've been
through the bathroom

and tossed the rest
of the apartment, too. Zero.

This is what I want you to do.
Go back in the bathroom.

Okay, start turning left.

Tell me what you see.

The mirror.

We've got him.

She's supposed to meet him
at Cafe Michel, 1:00 pm.

Let's make sure she does.

(BEEPING)

I'm here to meet someone.
Michael Jennings.

- Have a seat.
- Thanks.

Sit at that table right there.

In the seat,
with your back to the window.

MAYA: Michael,
thank God you're all right.

I thought I was never gonna
see you again.

Michael, it's me.

Rachel.

Look...

You can't remember me.

(EXHALES)

No. I'm sorry.

Cops. We can't go in.
I'll have to wait for a clear shot.

Maya, stall for time.

Tell him you thought
he'd remember something.

That you two were engaged.

lguesslthought
you'd remember something.

We've been together for three years.

I don't know what to say.

I'm really sorry.

I'm trying-

That's how he's doing this.

(SIGHS)

Listen to me very carefully, Maya.
This is what I want you to say.

Michael, I can see you still have
the envelope.

That means it's working.

I know you switched the personal items.
I helped.

- You left me a note on a mirror.
- You left me a note on a mirror.

I'm supposed to take
something from you.

I'm supposed to take something.

- Something I can use to get to Stevens.
- Something I can use to get to Stevens.

He's a man you worked with.

- He's a man you worked with.
- He's trying to fix the machine.

He's trying to fix the machine.

Work backwards, Michael.

Yeah. Take the swipe card.

That's the swipe card for the campus.

You're supposed to give that to me.

Rachel wouldn't be hurt if he hesitated,
she'd be impatient.

Look, Michael,
if you can't trust me right now,

then we are lost. For good.

Nice.

Okay.

I'd better get back.

They'll get suspicious soon.

Wait here. I'll be back in half an hour.

And don't worry, we end up together.

Michael...

I love you.

- What's my favourite baseball team?
- What?

What's my favourite baseball team?

Who cares?

(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

That would be the Red Sox.

- I think maybe we should go.
- Wait!

Now we can leave. Come on.

Wait! Hold on.

- You have a car?
- I might.

You might?

Look for a BMW!

RACHEL: You gotta be joking.

Shit! Shit!

- Let me see that key.
- What?

You're in the wrong section.

Jennings bought the BMW
from Southgate Auto on the Internet.

He had the key mailed to him
four weeks ago.

- What's the colour of his car?
- It isn't a car.

They just turned on Pine.
Intercept them on Sixth.

- How good am I on this thing?
- You're okay!

- Look, I just said you're okay, okay?
- Okay.

Hang on!

(HORN HONKING)

- Report of shots. Southgate BMW.
- Got it.

- Stop! I lost the envelope!
- What?

- I'll come back and get you.
- See you!

Got it!

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Let's get out of here.

Take us down!

(ON MEGAPHONE)
Mike, we can help you!

We know what's going on!

Let us bring you in!

He's headed for the tunnel! Cut him off!
Cut him off!

Duck!

Split!

You think Jennings foresaw that?

Maybe next time
he'll see a nice, quiet stakeout.

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

(CHUCKLES)

It's okay.

It's all for you anyway.

I brought you some clothes.

I thought you might need them.
I hope it's okay.

Thank you.

These are mine?

You don't remember?

No.

You don't remember me, do you?

Well...

RACHEL: These are for you.

(SIGHS)

JENNINGS: (SINGING)
Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

You're so sweet.

(RACHEL CHUCKLES)

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I just don't remember.
I shouldn't have left.

So you're saying he sent himself
a different set of personal items,

ones he'd selected
after using the machine,

and nothing our security would flag.

Everyday things
combined with the power of foresight

transform Michael from engineer
to escape artist.

I don't know about you,
but I'd like to return the favour.

Michael, are you okay?

I'm all right.

Michael, I don't know what you saw
in your machine,

but I remember a few weeks ago

you came back from your lab,
and you were pale.

You asked me the strangest question.

What?

If I knew it wouldn't work out
for you and I

before we were together,
would I have done it?

What did you say?

That I wouldn't trade our time
for anything.

That's all we are,
the sum of our experiences.

Besides,

some of the best things in life
are total mistakes.

(CHUCKLES)

- What?
- You know,

when I checked this envelope out
at Reddy Grant,

they told me I signed in 20 items,
but there were only 19.

I don't understand.

(SCOFFS)

What are these pictures of?

Michael, look at the rest of the pictures.

Look at the last one.

Oh, my God. It's the future.

The machine predicts a war,
and we go to war to avert it.

It predicts a plague. We herd
all the sick together, create a plague.

Whatever future this predicts,
we make happen.

We give over control
of our lives completely.

I did this.

Seeing the future will destroy us.

If you show someone their future,

they have no future.

You take away the mystery,
you take away hope.

I have to go back.
I have to destroy that machine.

It's impossible. The campus is huge.
There are hundreds of guards.

Hey-

I would not have given up
the three years we had together

unless I was absolutely sure
I could get us 50 more.

Okay. So how do we get in?

We don't.

You said everything was happening
for a reason,

and that includes me being here.

So come on.

Hey, Rachel.

STEVENS: Another day at the most.
I don't have many more places to look.

Well, I guess you weren't as smart
as you thought, Stevens.

Hey, Jennings wouldn't find it any faster
unless he knew where to look.

We've got the feeds from mass transit.

- He could be anywhere by now.
- Except he's not running away.

He could've given himself
a way to disappear,

but look what he gave himself instead.

His Allcom security pass.

He's going back.

Let's get a warrant to tap the phone
and data lines coming out of Allcom.

Put some bodies on that campus.
I want that machine!

Jennings and the girl were spotted.
What do you want me to do?

Nothing.

(ALARM BLARING)

GUARD1: Stay where you are.
GUARD 2: Nobody gets through!

GUARD 1: Sir!
MAN: I didn't do anything!

GUARD 1: Settle down!

WOLFE: All the metal detectors on level
four just went off at the same time.

Ball bearings.

Just down the hall
from the metal detectors.

Pull the guards off the Jennings lab.
Let him slip in, think he's fooled us.

Once he's fixed the machine, take him.

I built this.

This door shouldn't be open.
There's something wrong.

They're expecting us.
I'm going to close this door behind us.

Keep it shut.

- He's in.
- Confirmed. He's in.

Great. Once we confirm
he's at the machine,

let's go in after him.

I thought we were gonna wait for him
to come out.

I can't wait.
Whether it's Jennings or the machine,

I don't care as long as I get
one of them. Let's go!

This will do. Watch out.

- Whoa! Wait, wait. What are you doing?
- Smashing the lock.

Hold on a second.

You can't just smash the thing.
They'll still be able to get in.

We gotta jam the outside reader.

(BEEPING)

(BLEEPS)

Let's go.

Let's take a look at the future
before we destroy this thing.

(DEVICE BEEPING)

(SIGHS)

I bugged it. I rigged it
so Jimmy wouldn't use it against me.

Then you can fix it, right?

Now, where would I have planted
that bug?

Maybe on one of the motherboards.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
we won't be needing this, okay?

You're dangerous with that thing.

You must have given yourself
something to help you find it.

I don't know what it would be.

The only things left
are the bullet and...this.

RACHEL: Crossword?
JENNINGS: Yeah.

(BOTH SIGH)

Look at this.

Twelve down.

Maybe it's here.

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve.

Let's take a look.

Maybe it's a circuit diagram.

I wouldn't have put it
in the primary path.

Twelve down.

(BEEPING)

Take him.

Okay, Corridor 3, Sublevel A,

Jennings' lab.

All right, let's put this thing
to good use one last time.

Let's get us out of here.

That's in the lab.

It's the catwalk.

Look, I've changed my future before,
using this thing. I can do it again.

We don't have any more time.

We gotta destroy this
before they get to it.

WOLFE: Reprogram the door
to Jennings' lab, please.

Now.

(DEVICE BLEEPS)

He must've done something
to the controller.

How are we gonna get
out of here, Michael?

JENNINGS: I don't know.

MAN: Clear!

- What are you doing?
- These tanks are liquid hydrogen.

They're used to cool the machine.
They fire in order.

Number one just fired.

When it gets down to number six here,
that's all she wrote.

I'll see you when this goes off, Jimmy.

Come on!

You see? You judge too soon.

They went out through the vent.
Spread out and find them.

Position three standing by.

(GROANS)

Come on.

GUARD: Freeze!

(GRUNTING)

JENNINGS: Look out.

Seal off all the exits to the lab.

All right, Jennings,

let's see what you've been up to.

Rachel, go for the door, okay?

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

MAN: Drop the gun.

Drop the gun.

(BEEP S)

(MACHINE GUN FIRING)

(SCREAMING)

No!

Looks like Michael's got
a date on the catwalks.

Let's make sure he makes it.

(BEEPING)

(GROANING)

- Let's go.
- No, we can't take the catwalk.

I know. We won't, I promise.
Come on, let's go.

- Michael! What are you doing?
- Rachel, go, go. I'll distract them.

- Go, please.
- No!

Listen to me. This is my debt.
I built this machine.

- I have to pay for it.
- No, you come with me now!

- You promised you'd change your fate!
- Please, we don't have time.

If you love me, if you care about me, go.
Have a good life.

Remember me.

Damn you.

(SIGHS)

Jimmy.

You want to kill me,

come do it yourself.

Here I am. You want me? Come get me.

- Hi, Jimmy.
- Hi, Mike.

- Looks like this is it, huh?
- Yeah, it is, Mike.

- You only have yourself to blame.
- That's a lie.

You can't change your fate, Mike.
You're gonna die today.

Maybe.

But you're not going to kill me.

That's right, Mike. I've seen the future.

Still think you can change
your fate, Mike?

I am the future, Mike!

- Rethrick has Jennings.
- Retire him.

- What?
- We have the machine.

We can't risk its creator falling
into the wrong hands. Come on.

Don't blame me.

You and Michael would've lived
happily ever after, no memory wipe.

He's the one who saw
something he didn't like.

He's the one who decided
he wanted to stop the programme.

Look at it this way,
you did change the future, Michael.

(GASPS)

Before you interfered,
you both would've lived,

we would still be friends,
instead of ending up like this.

It wasn't meant to be.

Giving up so easy?

Don't you believe in second chances?

To tell you the truth, I do.

(FAST BEEPING)

GO, go:

(BLEEPS)

(GROANS)

Rachel!

Let's go.

MAN: Gus, look.

BROWN: Any records? Any papers?

Explosion destroyed everything.

MAN: Are we trying
to salvage that or what?

Guess we don't get the machine,
do we?

Any sign of Jennings?

No, I'm afraid he didn't make it.

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

What was Shorty thinking,
starting a nursery?

I mean, these plants are on life-support.

What do you mean? Really?
He told me he had a green thumb.

(CHUCKLES)

Gangrene is more like it.

Lucky for Shorty, I'm a biologist.

Well, lucky for both of us.
Since I failed biology,

- I'm no help to either one of you.
- So you say.

Too bad, though,
because I'm looking for a partner

-for a start-up company. Mmm-hmm.
- Really? Doing what?

Wanna save the world.

Ah!

I don't think I'm your guy.

But would you settle for someone
who wants to help you change it?

Mmm...

- Okay.
- Good.

So how does it end for us, Michael?
I mean, what's in our future?

You know, I don't know.
I kind of like it that way.

- I do know one thing.
- What's that?

I never want to forget anything
ever again.

SHORTY: Break it up, break it up.
The birdman cometh.

(BIRDS TWITTERING)

- Shorty.
- It's dinner.

(LAUGHS)

- You found them.
- Yes, I did.

Who does everything for everybody
around here?

- You do.
- You're right.

- You are my hero.
- Thank you very much.

- You hear that? I'm a hero.
- That's great.

Hi.

I think I remember. Are those our birds?

Yes, of course they are.
We bought them together.

SHORTY: You remember the birds?
Well done. You could see into the future

and all you remember
are Polly and Tweety there.

Why don't you remember something
that would make us rich, huh, Mike?

- Wait a second.
- SHORTY: What is it?

- I think there was something else.
- SHORTY: No, no, no.

The envelope's empty.
Don't worry about it.

Hold on. I'm working backward here.

"If you only look where you can't go,
you will miss the riches below."

I must've known you would never
get rid of these birds, right?

Of course not. They're family.

So I knew this would be here.
What only looks where it can't go?

A caged bird.

"You will miss the riches below."

The riches below.

(CHUCKLES)

SHORTYI What is that?

Well, that's a $90-million lottery ticket.

(LAUGHS)

-(CHUCKLING) Wait. Wait a minute.
- It's $90 million.

- Nice.
- Just looked at it. Yes, I'm proud of it.

Wait a minute. No.

- Wait.
- What are you doing?

You know what?

I think now's probably a good time
to discuss my commission, 33%.

- I thought it was 5%.
- No, 33%.

-33%!
- Absolutely.

- We had a deal at 5%.
- He deserves it. He deserves it.

It was found on my premises.

I'll get back to you.
I'm gonna cash this in.