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My name is H.G. Wells.

My friend John
is Jack the Ripper.

He's escaped from 1893
in my time machine,

and I am the only one
who can catch him.

Henry Ayers --
mother, Pauline.

Father...

John Stevenson.

Henry!

John's gone back to Paris
to save his son's life.

I've developed
an enhancement drug

from his own
genetic makeup.

900 pounds means he has --

He has the strength
of six men.

Dr. Meyers,
what can you tell me?

Your father
was a brilliant scientist,

but he didn't do
the original research.

Gah!

There was no name on the files
other than "Utopia."

There's still time
to stop it all if Vanessa --

But her family destroyed ours.
Don't forget that.

Henry! Henry!

H.G., wake up!
Help him!

Why would I?Help me get him
to the time machine.

I am not going back.
Please.

You really
should let me get up.

No, you need to rest.

What I need is a kiss.

Come in.

You look much better.
How are you feeling?

Sore, but alive,
thanks to you, Jane,

and...John, it seems.

The man
is full of surprises.

But I have
another one for you.

Project Utopia --
So you know what it is?

No, but I went to visit
an old colleague of my father's,

and he said that
this was all the research

my father used to build
Anders Enterprises,

except it wasn't his.

He stole it
from another scientist.

-Who was the other scientist?
-I don't know.

His name isn't in
any of the files,

but look
whose name is.

John Stevenson?

Project Utopia's about John?
How is that possible?

There's bloodwork
and a genome code of some sort.

This file is dated 1980.

John has never been
to 1980.

Not yet, anyway.

Maybe the project
hasn't even happened yet.

Either way, there are
people in this time period

who know about it.

I found my father's colleague
dead after we spoke.

Oh, God.

They ruled it
heart failure.

The timing
is suspicious.

How do we find out
who created Utopia?

What it means?

Why don't we start
with John?

Perhaps he can tell us
something.

Mm.

We have John
locked in the spare room.

And we've removed
anything sharp or dangerous.

He's been cuffed
and chained to the wall.

So don't go beyond
the chair,

and you'll stay
out of his reach.

If you need us, holler.

See you're alive
and well.

Yes.

Thank you.

No, thank you...

for rewarding my good behavior
so handsomely.

There's something urgent
that I must discuss with you.

Take these chains off
first.

One act of decency
cannot undo your sins.

I saved your life!

You want my help?

Go to hell.

To await your arrival,
no doubt.

Why did you save
my life, John?

Why not let me die?

'Cause we were friends
once.

We still are.

But you can't get past
the disappointment

of your failed ideology
to accept that.

I'm well aware
of my disappointment, John.

I'm staring at it.

You're also staring at the man
who saved your life.

Obviously.

Because you need me alive as
your ticket to the time machine.

Or is it something else?

This isn't
one of our chess matches.

There's no need to sacrifice
my rook for your knight.

Mm.

I always did
fall for that move.

Because you have
a perception problem.

To you, everything
is left and right,

good or bad,
black or white.

This world isn't so rigid.

It's a nasty, messy place.

And to survive,

you must be willing
to soil your hands,

take advantage
when need be.

What about when someone
takes advantage of you?

I'm not sure I follow.

We have discovered that someone
is conducting medical research

based on your DNA,
and we don't know who,

but it's part
of a Project Utopia.

Have you heard
that name before?

Utopia? Sounds like
something you would make up.

I can assure you,
it isn't.

John, there are people out there
who know about us.

Wait --
come to think of it,

I did encounter someone
with a medical interest in me,

oh, a few days ago.

You know what else
they want?

Your time machine.

Do hope
it's in a safe place.

Who is it, John?
Tell me.

You know I can't do that.

It appears we have a bit
of a stalemate, old friend.

You want information,
I want my freedom.

Who shall bend first,
I wonder?

The people behind this --

they're very dangerous,
perhaps more dangerous than you.

I'm fully aware
of how dangerous they are.

But I assure you,

there is no one here
more dangerous than me.

You feel okay?

It's burning some.

It's just
the restriction enzymes

as they enter
the bloodstream.

That's what's modifying
your genetic code.

The pain will subside.

You guys sit tight.

How's Wells?

He's fine.
He bumped his head.

And where's John?

Vanessa has him locked up.

Not exactly sure where,
but he's in the house.

I could have told you
all of this over the phone.

So why did you summon me?

Because we need to move
right away.

You mean today?

Everything we want
is under one roof --

Wells, John,
and the time machine.

We can get everything
all at once.

-Yes, but --
-Okay, wait, I'm sorry.

Is this putting a wrinkle
in your schedule?

John knows me.

Vanessa and Wells
know about Project Utopia.

It's only a matter of time
before they all start talking.

So you need to stop
dragging your feet.

We're ready.

Okay.

Today's the day.

What do I have to do?

Did John
tell you anything?

Very little.
He claims to know more,

but refuses to say
unless we free him.

He may be telling the truth,
I don't know.

I'm gonna bring this
to my team,

see if my scientists can make
heads or tails of it.

I'm not sure that's wise.

Well, I'm willing
to take the risk.

We need answers more than I need
to spare my father's name.

Your father didn't just steal
the research, Vanessa.

He killed for it.

Your father murdered
Robert Holland

in order to obtain it.

My father did what?

When Jane and I went
to your parents' home in 1980...

we saw your father
kill Robert Holland.

Your father didn't have
the money to pay Robert

what he wanted for the stolen
research, and there was a fight.

He killed him
and covered it up.

And saved his company.

And I know we should have told
you sooner, but you --

you held your father
in such high regard,

and I didn't want to destroy him
in your eyes.

I'm so sorry.

This is why it's imperative we
find who created Project Utopia.

So sorry to interrupt,

but I was looking through
all the patients' names

on the test files, and it turns
out they're all deceased.

But then I found
a woman's signature,

a nurse who worked
on the project, Phyllis Johnson.

-She's still alive?
-Yes.

She's retired, 68,
lives in Harrison, New York,

just about an hour
from here.

I think I know someone
I can ask about the files,

someone not connected
to my company.

Jane and I will speak
to Miss Johnson.

We will get
to the bottom of this.

Thank you.

This is it.

It's rather eerie,
wouldn't you say?

At least they don't have to
decorate for Halloween.

Ah, yes,
All Hallows' Eve.

Do people
still bob for apples?

Not if we can help it.

Can I help you?

Hello, uh, I'm Jane Walker,
and this is George Wells.

We're here to see
Ms. Johnson.

Hi, I'm Sam. I wasn't aware
she was expecting guests.

She's not. We just have a few
questions for Miss Johnson

regarding work she did
on a research project

a few years ago.

It's for academia's sake.

I see.
Oh, she loves to talk,

but I'm not sure
she'll be much help.

Advanced dementia.

Some days you can't
reach her at all.

We'd still love to try.

Okay.

So, she doesn't get
too many visitors,

and, like I said before,
she gets confused very easily,

so don't overwhelm
her with too many questions.

She gets agitated.
It's the meds.

It's the only way to keep her
from wandering off.

Ms. Johnson.

You have visitors.

Hello.

Hello, Ms. Johnson.

I'll be in the next room.

Hello?

Dr. Monroe, it's Sam.

Ms. Johnson just received
two guests --

a woman named Jane
and a man named George.

Sam, I'm gonna need you
to do something for me.

Anything, Dr. Monroe.

I worked on
many research projects

for many different
physicians.

Miss Johnson, would you mind
taking a look at this document?

Is that your signature
there?

Yes.
It's my signature.

Do you remember working

on this particular
research project?

I'm retired now.

Yes,
we -- we realize that.

Did you work on a project
called Utopia?

H.G. Wells.

You know me?

H.G. Wells.

I've read every one
of his books.

Wells wrote of Utopia
in "The Time Machine."

But my favorite book
is this one --

"The Island of Doctor Moreau."

Why is that your favorite book,
Ms. Johnson?

Because it's about me.

How is it about you?

The dangers of science.

You're talking
about your research.

Do you remember which doctor
you worked for?

I can't say.

Ms. Johnson,
are you okay?

Yes, thank you.

I-I need a minute.

I got a call from Sam.

Wells showed up at
Phyllis Johnson's house today.

What, how'd he find her?

Is she lucid enough
to talk?

She's gotten better
recently.

Tell me you're not experimenting
on an old lady.

Sam will bring Wells
to us.

We need to move...now.

Brooke, thank you so much
for coming

and agreeing to look
at the medical file.

It's my pleasure, Vanessa,
really.

I wish I could explain
all of this to you.

Griffin said that discretion
is very important.

Well, I've got
some phone calls to make.

I'll leave you ladies to it.
-Thank you, sweetie.

Yeah.

Yeah?

No, I'd love a sit-down
with Heller.

Does he have time
this week?

He's essential
to get on our side.

I'll just be a second.
Do you mind?

-I'll just drop my stuff.
-Thanks.

No, of course.

Right.

No, I agree.

Right.

Absolutely,
the 3rd is perfect.

Talk to you soon.

Sorry about that, Martin.

I came in looking for Wells
and got a phone call.

H.G. had to run out.

He asked me to come in
and do some work.

Really?

Anything special?

That's confidential.

I signed a non-disclosure
with Ms. Anders.

Let me get out of your way.

I was the phlebologist.

I would collect
all the samples.

Right, but who
were you working for?

When?

I-I-I'm sorry.

What were
we talking about?

You were talking
about Utopia.

Do you remember
which doctor you worked for?

Oh, I don't know
if I can talk about that.

Can I?

Oh, I get so confused
these days.

Please, Miss Johnson,
think.

Who created Project Utopia?

He died a long time ago.

But who was he?

Well, I can't tell you,
Mr. Wells.

Why not?

Because one should never know
the future before it happens.

What does that mean?

We just want a name.

Well, I suppose
it doesn't matter now.

Monroe --
his name was Dr. Monroe.

Monroe.

As in Griffin Monroe?

Yes, that's his son.

And his daughter is a doctor,
Brooke Monroe?

She's my doctor, yes.

She's so good to me.

She comes by every week
to give me my medication.

Brooke and Griffin's father
created Project Utopia.

The research Vanessa's father
killed for.

Ms. Johnson, are okay?

I'll get Sam.
You call Vanessa, you warn her.

Sam?

Excuse me, sir.

Hello?

Ugh!

Where are you going?

I need to leave now.

You can't change
the future.

I understand that.

Do you?

Ahh!

Please, Ms. Johnson.

Ah!

Ah!

Ugh!

It was, um...

I'm sorry, it's the pills.

H.G.!

Oh!

Are you okay?

Oh, my head.

The man's a beast.

--We have to warn Vanessa.

Right.

She's not picking up.

Keep trying to call her.

And you don't know
who John Stevenson was?

Not a clue.

Thank you.
I'm having trouble making sense

of some of the DNA encoding
in the file.

Do you have any idea
what the research is about?

It's very complicated, and some
of it might be encrypted.

Is there any other work
that came with it?

No.
That's all I have.

I'm gonna have to study it
a bit more.

Is there somewhere
I can set up my laptop?

Yeah.
How about the dining room?

It's this way.

Hey, Carl.

How's it going?
-Hey.

What's on your hand?

Oof!

The numbers seem to be
an equation

for removing trace elements
from DNA sequences, but --

How's it going?

Can I help?

It's over your head,
big brother.

Mine, too.

If I only I knew the methodology
behind the experiment.

Um, perhaps there's
something else in the files

or the laptop
that could help.

Oh, I thought there was
no more research.

I'm sorry, Brooke.

I'm just not able to share
that information.

Sweetheart, if this really is
as important as you say it is.

No, Vanessa,
if there's something

I'm not supposed to know,
I completely understand.

Vanessa,
Brooke is my sister.

You can trust her.

There's more in the office.
I'll go get it.

H.G., Jane,
is everything all right?

Uh, Vanessa, may I speak
to you in private?

It's important.

I'm sorry.
I'll be just a minute.

I thought Sam had them.

Obviously
something went wrong.

Did you download the override
program into the time machine?

Where are you going?

To get what I came for.

What about the rest
of Cedric's files?

It's all evidence.

You get the files.
They figured us out.

We have to move now.

Robert Holland stole research
from Dr. Monroe?

Dr. Monroe
died years ago.

And now Brooke is continuing
her father's research.

Why are they doing this?

Griffin and I have been together
for over two years.

This would mean
that it's all been a lie.

No, there has to be
another explanation.

Vanessa, wait.

Where are they?

The time machine --
we have to stop them.

Vanessa, I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

Go.
Go check the time machine.

Vanessa, wait.
They are very dangerous.

No, go. I'll get Doug.
Go find them.

Checked the basement,
no sign of Stevenson.

He's here somewhere.

Search the first floor
and meet me upstairs.

Alex?
Cut the power.

Doug?

He has a pulse.

What is that?

A tranquilizer dart.
We have to go.

Mm!

H.G.?

Where are you?

Agh!

Ah!

Move.

Shh.

What is that?

Emergency generator.

What's going on
out there?

They want
the time machine.

Who does?

Griffin
and his sister Brooke.

Oh, Brooke Monroe --
she wants more than that.

This one's locked
and steel-plated.

He must be in there.

They know we're here.

Jane.

Give me the keys.

You know I can't do that.

They will not hesitate
to kill you.

Neither would you.

Get under the bed.

What?

You heard me --
get under the bed.

Jane.

You have to trust me
now, Jane.

Hello, John.

Oh, hello again, Brooke.

So nice to see you.

It's good to see you,
as well.

What are two here for?
Project Utopia?

So you know about that.

Well, I know
that you tied me up

and took my blood, my DNA,
and God knows what else.

We don't have time for this.
Nick.

See you brought
your friend.

So, where to next?

Anywhere but here,
surely.

Let's go.

Ah.

So what do you have lined up
for me this time around?

Some more leather straps
and chains?

You'll see.

Good,
we're all together.

Hello, Mr. Wells.

Now, if you'll just follow me
to the time machine.

I think not.

Then I'll have to
kill you.

I think not.

You've gone through a lot
of trouble not to kill us.

He makes a good point.

All right, enough.
Let's go.

And here we are, H.G.,
another stalemate.

Unless you want to move
your rook.

Ah!

Oof!

Ugh!

Alex, the time machine.

Aahhh.

Aahhh!

Well, suppose we're even now.

He's alive.

Brooke is going to try to take
the time machine.

Well, we can't let her
do that.

You'll help me stop her?

I'll do more than that.

John.

He's waking up.

That's impossible.

Go. Stop Brooke.

John, I can't allow you
to kill this man.

You're really concerned
for him?

You must be joking.

Meet me in the ballroom.

Wait.

How do I know
I can trust you?

You don't.

Doug?

Doug?

Anyone?

Vanessa.

This has just gotten
out of control.

I didn't want things
to go this far.

You're looking
for the files.

My father's life
was stolen from him.

He died in disgrace.

Project Utopia was his.

How can you blame me

for something my father did
30 years ago?

Sweetheart,
I am not blaming you.

But it's time
to make things right.

Now, where are the files?

I give them to you,
then what?

When Brooke gets
the time machine,

H.G. Wells,
and John Stevenson, I'm done.

Then you and I
can go back to our lives.

You're insane.

I'm not giving you
anything,

and you're not taking
the time machine.

I really do love you,
Vanessa.

Griffin.

That's why
this is so hard to do.

Ah!

Shh, shh.
Vanessa, come on.

Ah!

I'm sorry.

Go to hell.

Griffin!
Griffin! Open the door!

They must have changed
the passcode.

Door's been reinforced.

Can you blow it open?

Yes, ma'am.

Damn it.

Go get her.

Smart move.

You had someone take the time
machine to another location.

Your father, Dr. Monroe,
he created Project Utopia.

What was his research
about?

His dreams
were similar to yours.

He wanted to improve upon the
weaknesses of the human race.

Except your methods
are immoral.

You obviously have a narrow way
of seeing things.

Your men, their strength
is enhanced. How?

Is that what
this research is about?

It's much bigger than that.

The woman you met today,
Phyllis,

she's alive
because of the drug therapy

my father created years ago.

And I'm continuing it.

What has it got to do
with me and John?

How about this?

I'll tell you everything
you want to know

if you tell me
where the time machine is.

It's somewhere
you'll never find it.

Hmm.

Well, then, you may as well have
just killed Jane yourself.

Where is she?

I'm sure my men
have found her by now.

Oof! Where's Jane?

I haven't the slightest.
I was a bit indisposed.

Jane's in danger.

Jane.

Oh.

Don't be alarmed --
John is with us.

But you're fine,
you're all right?

You haven't been harmed?
-Fine.

What about
the time machine?

Martin took it to the secure
location I discussed with him.

It's safe.
Everything's fine.

John killed Nick.

Don't worry.

This isn't over.

What are you going to do
with him?

Best we don't
discuss that, sir.

Is there something you wish
to say to me, Jane?

You didn't have to kill
that man.

I assure you,
I most certainly did.

And I wouldn't have been
able to kill the bastard

without Wells' help.

Although despicable,

John's actions did most likely
save our lives.

Oh, things aren't so black and
white after all, are they, H.G.?

We searched
the entire house.

I found Vanessa's phone,
but she isn't here.

Perhaps
she fled to safety?

She would never
have left you,

and she would have checked in
with me by now.

Clever, clever girl.

Why did you take Vanessa?
That was never part of the plan.

I had to improvise.
Wells moved the time machine.

I can't override it
if I don't know where it is.

Where is she?

Why?
You want to se her?

I doubt
she wants to see you.

If you've hurt her...

We lost our best chance
of getting the time machine,

and Vanessa is all
you're worried about?

Let me talk to her.

Maybe I can convince her
to help us.

Oh, God, you couldn't
be more delusional.

She knows everything now.

Your little romance
is over.

You swore we could do this

without Vanessa knowing
I was involved.

You really believed that?

You really thought that we could
just take the time machine

and she would go back
to stuffing envelopes

for your big Senate
campaign?

You were going to torpedo
my life from the very start.

Your life was a fantasy.

And yours isn't?

Down here with
your Frankenstein experiments?

Those are
Daddy's experiments.

All these years I have
put up with this obsession,

but I am done sacrificing
everything for a dead man.

Alex.

Show my brother out.

So you'll turn
against me, too?

What would Daddy
think about that?

Don't be melodramatic.

Go home and get some rest.

Tomorrow's a big day.

Vanessa's in grave danger.

Griffin is
a deceitful charlatan.

He and his sister
are capable of anything.

You're right
about that.

I suspect they'll want to
exchange her

for the time machine.
-And for the both of us.

I've been in Brooke's clutches
before.

Not an entirely
pleasurable experience,

started off well, but...

Mysterious doctor,
strange human experiments --

I think it's all what
you based your novel on.

Except for Vanessa
getting kidnapped --

that really isn't in here.

Yes, we're also
not on an island.

Sure we are.
Manhattan is an island.

May I see that please?

No, we discussed this.

You won't write it the same way
if you read it now.

But there could be
clues inside.

That's why
I'm reading it.

Vanessa's phone.

It's Brooke.

Hello?

H.G. Wells.

I'm sorry we didn't get a chance
to talk more earlier.

When and where do you want to
make the exchange?

Well,
see how easy this is.

I'll call you back
with more details.

You are not
gonna do this.

She might kill
Vanessa anyway.

She's right about that.

Brooke Monroe is not bound by
the same moral code as you.

Fortunately, neither am I.

So you're going to
continue to help us.

First time, H.G.,

it appears our goals
are aligned.