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[foreboding music playing]

[music concludes]

[horses whinnying]

[soldier yells indistinctly]

-[horse nickers] -[solider grunts]

[soldier] Whoa, easy.

-Mornin'. -Mornin'.

Y'all mind steppin' aside?

-You know what I think? -No, sir. I don't.

I think you got yourselves a shipment of gold

in that wagon

that you're bringin' to General Lee.

[soldier] Just who might you be?

A friend of the Confederacy.

Why don't y'all show us

what a good friend you are by steppin' aside?

I'd be most happy to, except first,

I'd be much obliged if you'd give me that gold.

-[chuckles] -[horses whinnying]

I don't think I heard you correct.

I think you did. I'd like that gold now.

Listen, mister, it ain't very nice out here,

as you can plainly see. There are five of us.

I don't know what y'all are about

'cept iffen you don't step aside now,

I'd just as soon kill you as not.

You wanna die out here in this miserable weather,

that's your choice.

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Would you please give me the gold?

[soldiers groaning]

[horses whinnying]

[foreboding music playing]

[music concludes]

[Spota] Good afternoon, Senators.

The President is very grateful for your time here.

Believe me, this is a matter of the utmost importance.

I cannot stress too much the utmost secrecy.

Why don't you just cut out the shit, George?

You're here to ask the committee for money for something,

so just come on out and ask for it.

[Spota] Thanks for the advice, Senator.

You're right. I am gonna ask you for money.

And guess what else? You're gonna give it to me.

You all remember Dr. Hans Kleindast,

the Nobel Laureate who helped us during the space program?

Well, for the past 20 years,

he's been trying to keep his face off

the cover of Time magazine doing research.

His field of research has been time travel.

-Time travel. -[Spota] Yeah, time travel.

-Well, beam me up, Scotty. -[senators laughing]

[Spota] That's very funny, Senator.

You wanna know what's funnier than that, though?

I get the feeling he's gonna tell us.

The funny thing is, the good doctor actually did it.

I thought that'd get your attention.

That's right, he did it.

The technology's all in the folders in front of you.

You won't understand it any better than I can.

Now, you can't go forward,

because the future hasn't happened yet.

However, you can go back,

and that's where things get real tricky.

It turns out, if you go back and you change something,

it's serious. It could be catastrophic.

It's like throwing a stone in a lake

and it causes ripples in the water.

Only now, they're ripples in time.

So you can't go back and kill Hitler,

much as we'd all like to, because for all we know,

it could cause a chain reaction of events

that could alter or even destroy mankind.

And that, my good senators, is where you come in.

We have to form a brand new covert agency

to police this technology and to actually protect time.

It will be called the Time Enforcement Commission,

or the TEC.

This man seated next to me is Commander Eugene Matuzak

of the Washington Police Department.

He is our choice to run the commission.

-How much is this gonna cost? -A lot.

How much is a lot?

More than a little and less than too much.

Well, this is not a good time to ask for money, George.

-You know, the economy-- -Suppose

one of our competitors goes back in time

and invents the computer?

Or the airplane or the automobile?

You wanna talk about the state

of the American economy, Senator? How about this one?

Saddam Hussein finances a trip to 1944.

He gets our technology

and Iraq becomes the first country

to have the atomic bomb.

-Oh, you like that one. -Not bad.

Try this one on for size.

We think there's already been a ripple.

Ten days ago, the CIA broke up

an arms sale to bunch of Middle-Eastern terrorists

in Hamburg, Germany.

Now, that's happened before, so ordinarily

that sort of news doesn't come cross the President's desk.

What made this one different is the fact that the purchase

was made with gold bullion

and the gold bullion was dated 1863, and stamped,

"Property of the Confederate States of America."

We had it carbon-tested and authenticated.

And it's real.

Now, just think about what I'm saying.

Going back in time is a pretty easy way

to make money.

[senator] Our committee would have exclusive

jurisdiction over this program?

Yours and yours alone. No one can know about this.

-It's too dangerous. -[chuckles]

That's very good, George.

Personally, I think this sounds like

that bullshit Star Wars program.

However, you'll probably get your money.

Anyone here wanna chair the oversight on this program?

Yeah, I'll do it.

Ah, young Senator McComb. Why not?

Oh, you'll like him, George. Very much like you,

except his dorsal fin's a bit bigger.

-[pensive music playing] -[indistinct chatter]

-[music concludes] -[ambient music playing]

[clocks chiming]

[Walker] There's never enough time.

Never enough for what?

[Walker] To satisfy a woman.

Then you never want to miss an opportunity.

[Walker] Are you busy?

I'm meeting my husband.

[Walker] If I were him, I would not keep you waiting.

If he's not here when I turn around,

I'll go home with you.

You'll do.

[chuckles] I didn't hear you leave this morning.

It was early. I was meeting with Matuzak.

Are you gonna take that job?

-What? -Be right back.

-[screams] -[indistinct yelling]

[gasps]

Read it.

-"Wolverine?" -Between the lines.

I should get the fuck outta here.

Good.

You know that purse?

Doesn't look good on you.

Thank you.

-Glad you're not hurt. -Are you okay?

Thank you.

[music concludes]

[suspenseful music playing]

-[music concludes] -[ambient music playing]

Smart kid. He read my mind.

With your English, he doesn't have much choice.

Hey, I know all the good words.

[laughs] You didn't answer my question.

-Are you gonna take this job? -I think so.

Is this TEC thing dangerous?

I don't bake cookies for a living.

Will you have to travel?

-Not the way you think. -[camera shutter clicking]

Pictures bring back your memories.

-[chuckles] -[chuckles]

-[squawks] -Aw, you're gonna be

very happy you have this.

Why?

[chuckles] I can see into the future.

-You can see the future, huh? -[Melissa] Mm-hmm.

-What do you see? -I see it's gonna rain.

We both have the afternoon off.

Why don't we go and practice some of those words

-you seem to like so much? -[music concludes]

[romantic music playing]

[thunder rumbling]

[music concludes]

-[breathes deeply] Max? -Hmm? What?

I have something I want to tell you.

[telephone ringing]

Shit. I'm sorry.

Don't answer it. Just this once, don't answer it.

[telephone continues ringing]

I have to.

-[groans] -[receiver clacks]

Walker.

Now?

Oh, Jesus Christ. Can you find somebody else?

Look, uh, somebody called in sick and...

And there's nobody but Max Walker

-to keep the streets safe. -I said I was sorry.

-It's not like I have a choice. -Of course, you have a choice.

-This is what I do. -I know that's what you do.

It's just that things are different now.

What are you talking about?

[sighs] This isn't the way I wanted to do this.

I have to go.

There's something you need to tell me?

Yes.

Can you wait until I get back?

Sure.

-[groans] -[tense music playing]

Surprise.

[groans]

[gasps, screams]

[Melissa screaming] Max!

[Walker groans]

[Melissa screaming]

[groans]

[Walker groaning]

[Melissa screaming]

[groans]

[screams]

Melissa! [groans]

Max!

Finish him.

Who are you?

[Cole] You're a smart boy.

Why don't you sleep on it a while?

[screams]

[coughs, groans]

[breathes heavily]

[Melissa screaming]

-[explosion] -[music concludes]

[groans]

[somber music playing]

[coughs, groans]

[pants]

[music concludes]

-[car horns blaring] -[indistinct chatter]

[doorman] There's nothing funny to see over there,

it's just another jumper.

As soon as this car clears, I want you to go.

Hang on there, buddy!

[cop] All right, folks, that's close enough.

That's close enough. Thank you. Thank you! Stand back, folks!

Come on! Come on, break it up! There's nothin' to see!

Go back to work. Come on. Come on now. Come on now.

Break it up. Go back to work.

Come on. Come on, get out of here.

[car horn honks]

-Good morning, Mr. Atwood. -Good morning, Charlie.

-It's a terrible day, sir. -Beat it.

-Terrible. -What's goin' on?

-[Charlie] Mr. Floatbauer. -[woman] He swan dived

-right out the window. -He went off the roof.

Oh, yeah. Well, shit happens. Excuse me.

[woman 2] Oh, that poor man!

[whistles]

Good morning, Pete.

[Pete] Good morning, Mr. Atwood.

[elevator bell chimes]

[Atwood] Third jumper this week.

They keep this up, Pete, you're gonna be out of a job.

Only going down, sir.

[elevator bell chimes]

[indistinct chatter]

-Mr. Atwood, isn't it terrible? -Tragic.

["Let's Misbehave" playing over radio]

* The world's in slumber *

* Let's misbehave... *

[sighs]

* ...There's something wild About you child *

* That's so contagious Let's be outrageous *

* Let's misbehave When Adam won Eve's hand *

* He wouldn't stand For teasin' *

* He didn't care about Those apples out of season *

* They say the Spring means Just one thing *

* To little lovebirds We're not above birds *

-* Let's misbehave * -[song concludes]

["Sleazebucket Pull" playing]

* Slip inside *

* Slip and slide *

* Hey, greasy granny Touch your toes *

* Show you're fanny *

* I pulled the bucket A bucket full of sleaze *

[Atwood chuckling]

* Smacking it in the breeze *

* I learned to love I learned to live *

* Oh, do you love me? Don't suck-- *

-[telephone chimes] -[song concludes]

Get me Ross.

Ross! Hi! Yeah, listen.

I want another 100,000 shares of Middle States Oil.

No, no, no. Just buy it. It's an act of faith.

I really think things are gonna turn around.

I got a feeling about the future.

Look, I gotta go. I'm... I'm very busy.

[whooshing]

-Walker. -How've you been, Lyle?

[indistinct chatter]

-How ya doin', partner? -Ex-partner.

Max.

I'm not gonna change a thing.

The only ripples are gonna be in my swimming pool.

It's a nice place.

You couldn't do this by yourself.

-Who are you working for? -I'm not hurtin' anybody.

It's America, man!

You know, I was just taking an opportunity, that's all.

I've got to take you back.

I went ten rounds

-with John L. Sullivan himself. -Oh.

-[grunts] -[groans]

I saw Tyson beat Spinks on TV.

-[grunts] -[groans]

[groans]

-[grunts] -[groans]

[panting]

[grunts]

[groans]

-[groans] -[grunts]

[groans]

[groans]

[grunts]

Mr. Atwood-- [screams]

-Oh, my God! -Get down.

[screaming]

[Walker panting, groaning]

-[gun clicking] -[pants]

Doesn't look too good, Lyle.

[Atwood] Let me go, Max. I'll stay here. I won't go back.

Who sent you? I want the name.

Like it'll make any difference.

In a few weeks, this guy's gonna run the whole country.

If he doesn't get the money here,

he's gonna get it somewhere else.

I can't tell you anything.

He'll send somebody back to wipe out my grandparents.

It'll be like I never existed,

my mother, my father, my wife, my kids, my fuckin' cat!

[sighs]

You ever hear of the name Aaron McComb? Senator McComb?

-Bullshit. -You don't understand.

He's gonna be president.

He's doin' this to get money for his campaign.

Shit, Max, he already owns most of the guys we work with!

When we get back, you'll point them out.

You're out of your mind.

This guy's gonna roll right over you.

-We'll see. Let's go. -Listen to me!

If I go back and talk, my family is dead.

I'm talkin' about my f... my family!

If I die here, it's only me. I can't go back!

I have to bring you back. I have no choice.

Neither do I.

-[tense music playing] -[Atwood grunting]

[Atwood screaming]

[device humming]

[whooshing]

[music concludes]

-[indistinct chatter] -Holy Mother of Mary!

[gate bell dings]

[announcer over PA] Lieutenant Clapton, 0316.

Lieutenant Clapton.

Testify and I'll do what I can.

[announcer over PA] Communication relays

rerouted to Alpha 02.

[gate bell buzzing]

Captain Lyle Atwood, you are charged with violations

of TEC code 40.8, subsection nine,

time travel with intent to alter the future.

The charges are compounded by your current status

as a time enforcement officer.

Does the defendant have any statement?

-Tell her. -Agent Atwood,

have you something to say on your own behalf?

-Yes. -No.

Then I will pass sentence as mandated by our charter.

Say something.

-[suspenseful music playing] -Come on. Say something!

The defendant has been found guilty...

Take care of yourself, Max.

...death to be carried out

-immediately. -[gavel thudding]

[whooshing]

[screams]

[indistinct yelling, chatter]

Poor bastard.

Tomorrow might've been a brighter day.

[Matuzak] We're pickin' up some noise outside Camp David, '79.

Intelligence thinks it's a kill team out of Iran.

[agent 1] If it is, it's their third try this year.

CIA's trying to locate

their launch facility and take it out.

I want two teams on this date, before and after.

-Let's smoke these guys. -[agent 2] Right.

Number two, Los Angeles, 1902.

Looks like somebody's trying to get a jump

on the real estate boom. They're buying up

what's gonna be Beverly Hills for chump change.

-[agent 3] Right. -Burr, you and Swain

-got the deal. -[Burr] Yes, sir.

-[Swain] Yes, sir. -You look like shit.

-We have to talk. -In a minute.

-Now. -I said in a minute.

[announcer over PA] Temporary wave guide shutdown

in three minutes.

Shit. Go over your dispatch notes

and check with me before you launch.

-[Burr] Right. -[Swain] All right, sir.

[Spota] Good afternoon, gentlemen.

-George. -Gene.

Senator Nelson, this is TEC Director Matuzak.

-Mr. Matuzak. -Senator Nelson

is the newest member of the oversight committee.

And since he's gonna be asked to vote on your annual budget,

he'd like to see how it's being spent.

-[chuckles] -[Spota] And Senator McComb,

our long-standing committee chairman,

graciously agreed to take time out

from his presidential campaign to accompany us.

Senator.

Well, it'll be a pleasure to show you around.

[Nelson] Tell me, are these all of your agents?

Most of 'em. Agent Monroe. Agent Anderson.

Agents Burr, Bartolo and Shepherd.

-Agent Walker. -Agent Walker.

I've heard a great deal about you.

And I've heard a lot about you, Senator.

Not all of it bad, I hope.

Agent Walker just returned from a successful mission.

Well, congratulations, Agent Walker.

[indistinct chatter over radio]

Senator, now, Director Matuzak will show you the launch room.

Follow me, gentlemen. I'll show you where we kick off.

Gene. You, uh, you wouldn't mind

if Agent Walker accompanied us, would you?

I'd love to hear about his most recent mission.

I have a report to file.

Agent Walker would be delighted.

[announcer over PA] All units switch

to TEC channel three.

All units switch to TEC channel three.

As you can see, Senator, we've spared every expense.

No comfort, no convenience, no necessities. Watch your head.

So Agent Walker, your latest mission,

who were you after?

A man named Atwood. Ring a bell?

Atwood. No. Should that name be familiar to me?

Unfortunately, Atwood was a TEC agent.

-Really? -You see, that's the sort

of thing that happens. George, I don't want to sound like

a broken record,

but that's one of the dangers of having an agency like this.

Well, imagine the dangers of not having it.

-Did you know this Atwood? -He was my partner.

Oh, I'm sorry. Nothing worse than a rogue cop.

-Except the guy who paid him. -If there is such a guy.

-There always is. -Do you know who the man is?

-Oh, yeah. -Why don't you arrest him?

I lost my witness.

[clicks tongue] Aw.

Well, I trust you'll keep working on it.

You can bet on it.

[announcer over PA] Hydrogen specialists,

prepare for inspection.

We've updated our entire operation

to state-of-the-art Parker Datalink Systems,

utilizing their superconducting chip.

Senator McComb was Jack Parker's partner

and sold out just before the company

got the patent on that chip.

Bet that cost you a few billion, huh, Senator?

Whoa, bad luck.

My deal with Jack Parker is not important, Mr. Spota.

What is important

is talking about the dangers of this program.

-Boy, you got my vote. -Excuse me. What dangers?

Well, dishonest agents like this, uh, Atwood.

Every time an agent goes back, he risks making contact

with the past version of himself.

-That could be a disaster. -And why is that, Senator?

The same matter can't occupy the same space at the same time.

It's in the technical reports. However, it's never happened.

Hmm, not yet, but you see, what I propose

is far less costly yet accomplishes the same thing.

Why don't we just prevent time travel rather than spending

stupendous amounts of money trying to police it?

Gentlemen, I have to get back to the Hill.

Malcolm, this is a project that we could do without.

I hope you vote against continued appropriations.

I admire your dedication, Agent Walker.

I hope you keep trying to get your man.

I never quit.

[Lawrence] We've done a breakdown of the latest

poll results.

While the trends are not quite what we want them to be,

there are some good things once we break it down

that we can utilize.

The numbers in the suburbs are encouraging,

but they are killing you in the urban centers.

On the other hand, there is a poll that shows

you're gaining with the Pro-Life,

Pro-Death Penalty coalition,

and with the Close Our Border America for Americans

Anti-Immigration faction.

The bad news is the campaign chairman

just put together a projected budget based on estimated costs

from now to election day, and it's a big number, Senator.

Even going back again,

I don't see how you'd get it all in time.

-[munches] -[groans]

Lawrence, I love you. I really do.

But don't tell me what I can't do.

Elections are won with television.

You don't need the press, you don't need endorsements.

You don't even need the truth. You need money.

So tell me.

How much is it gonna cost to buy the network time I need?

-Fifty million dollars. -Fifty million dollars.

Agent Walker has already cost me that much.

I'll tell ya, I'm gonna have a little chat with him.

The kind of chat a man remembers for a lifetime.

[exhales]

[Matuzak] Sure is a handsome devil, isn't he?

[breathes deeply] He's not my type.

[Matuzak] What did you want to talk about?

What do you know about him?

Capable of eating his young.

He sure seemed interested in you this afternoon.

He interests me.

-Atwood named him. -You're shittin' me.

-He's the one who sent him back. -So why didn't he testify?

He said McComb would go after his family.

He also said McComb has half of the agency. I believe him.

He doesn't have me.

I said, he doesn't have me.

-[chuckles] Well, fuck you too. -He's gonna close the agency.

Then no one can stop him from going back.

-This one is mine. -Not unless I say it is.

The son of a bitch is a presidential candidate,

for crying out loud.

If you haul him in front of the commission court,

you better have enough evidence

to plug up the fucking Potomac River.

-You believe me. -I always believe you, Max,

but you're not always right.

Yeah.

[Matuzak] Turn off that machine.

Come over to the house for dinner.

Carol would love to see you.

Thanks. Some other time.

You're allowed to have a life, you know.

I read it in a manual someplace.

I'll tell you this, If I cannot go back to save her,

this scumbag is not going back to steal money.

Go home, Max.

If you won't come to mine, go to yours.

Oh, by the way, when I said McComb hasn't bought me,

you were supposed to say, "I know that."

I know that.

[pensive music playing]

[car door closing]

[car engine starting]

[automated voice] System initialized.

-Destination, please. -[Walker] Home.

[chirping]

[somber music playing]

[automated voice] There are no new messages.

Television.

Play tape.

It's going to look exactly like this when I'm finished.

See? Very nice.

"Victorian Villa Deluxe Birdhouse."

This thing is gonna be bigger than our house

by the time I'm done.

[sighs] Okay.

-Uh-huh. -Want some help?

[Walker on TV] Want some help?

Yeah. You can buy the birdseed.

Okay. [exhales] Divide all these parts

into groups to determine their structural function.

"I think I should buy more videotapes."

Definitely gotta be in the mood to do this.

"You were just a second ago."

[Walker on TV] You were just a second ago.

[chuckles] I think that I should

start with something a little easier to put together.

Huh? Honey?

[Walker on TV] Maybe you should lay out

all the parts first then. [chuckles]

-You know? -[Melissa] I think I wanna try

from memory. [chuckles]

Just find part "A" and work from there. [laughs]

[anchor] The controversy

over government-provided campaign funds

-is in the news again today. -[music concludes]

[anchor] The White Supremacist Party

has qualified for matching funds,

sparking many groups to petition

for the abolition of the matching

funds practice.

Meanwhile, Senator McComb's fading presidential bid

received another blow today when it was denied

federal campaign matching funds.

Sources close to the McComb camp indicate

the senator is out of money

and may be forced to withdraw from the race.

Though, no official statement has been made,

independent party leaders claim that

the denial will bolster their play

for the upcoming presidential election.

With the polls showing independent candidate

Elgin Michaels trailing the incumbent

by only six points...

[automated voice] There are no new messages.

[tense music playing]

-[electricity zap] -[groans]

[yells]

[grunting]

[breathes deeply]

[grunts]

[grunts, groans]

[groans]

[screams]

[grunts]

[both grunting]

-[grunts] -[groans]

[groans]

[groans]

[breathes deeply, chuckles]

[both grunt]

[groans]

[laughs]

[grunts]

[groans]

Who are you?

Who sent you?

-[groans] -[Walker] Who sent you?

-[electricity zap] -[groans]

[exhales]

Fifty thousand volts, motherfucker. Have a nice day.

-[electricity zap] -[grunts]

-[electricity zap] -[groans]

[exhales]

[music concludes]

Walker?

Walker!

My name's Fielding. I'm with Internal Affairs.

[breathes deeply]

He messed up my apartment. You can kill him.

[pants] You've got some more inside.

-[cop] Everybody freeze! -I'm a cop! I'm a cop!

ID. ID. Get in there.

You, he's under arrest. They're all under arrest.

Assault, attempted murder, makin' a mess. [exhales]

[announcer over PA] Sector 17, Sector 19.

Report for duty in five minutes.

[indistinct chatter over radio]

If you'd like, I'll have the door removed.

I had company this morning.

You look like they stayed awhile.

McComb sent them.

-Did they say that? -I said that.

And what does IA want with me?

Atwood was your partner.

Internal Affairs isn't convinced you can be trusted anymore.

She's not going to follow me around.

We've got a phase four. You take it.

Send somebody else. I want to be where McComb is.

A little refresher course in agency etiquette.

I'm the director, I direct.

I authorize the missions. I make the assignments.

This one's yours. Goddamn it, Max!

This agency isn't dead yet, but if I can't keep you

from jumpin' in McComb's face, it will be!

-Fielding, get in here! -She'll get in my way.

Ask her to stay behind you.

She's on the ride. You've got about an hour until launch.

-You're not funny. -I'm never funny.

-[telephone ringing] -Yeah?

[technician on phone] Disturbance has jumped

from four to six, sir.

[indistinct chatter over radio]

[upbeat music playing]

-[Ricky laughing] -[music concludes]

Damn it, Ricky! I catch you fuckin' this machine again,

I'll break your neck.

-[groans] Sorry, Chief. -Looks like safe sex to me.

-Show me. -[clears throat] Okay.

Here we go. The ripple was steady at four,

then spiked past five to six. [chuckles]

On the big board, it looks like it set off Waimea.

Somebody's really doing a number.

We've located the point of origin and...

-it's right here in Washington. -Shit.

Come on. You're out of here.

You should have an exhibit.

Oh, really? All my best stuff's at home. [laughs]

I really could care less whether you like me or not,

but you don't know a thing about me.

[automated voice] T-minus three minutes and counting.

I've been with IA for two years.

I'm field-rated in weapons and tactics

and speak three languages. Impressed?

I'm blown away.

I read the Atwood file.

You didn't mention you could read.

He was your friend, and you still asked

to go after him.

-He crossed the line. -Or he crossed you.

[automated voice] Launch sequence activated.

Authorized personnel only in the area.

She looks just like the Vollmers!

[automated voice] T-minus two minutes and counting.

Why is everyone so nervous?

[Walker] When a launch goes wrong,

they're the guys who scrape the wall.

And by the way, you do look like the Vollmer twins.

Who are the Vollmer twins?

[automated voice] Launch personnel

only in the bay.

[indistinct chatter]

[automated voice] T-minus one minute 30 seconds

-and counting. -[tense music playing]

[automated voice] Magnetic field polarity initiation

in ten seconds.

[alarm blaring]

[automated voice] Telemetry check is initiated.

[exhales]

Are we gonna blast to the past? Yee-haw!

[tense music playing]

Green for launch!

[gulps, breathes deeply]

I've run dozens of simulated launches

but I... I never noticed that wall before.

-"Simulated?" -Yeah, this is my first

-real launch. -Great.

Don't stick your head out of the window.

-She's a little shaky. -Blood pressure's gonna loosen

her teeth and her pulse is pushing 140.

If she farts, she'll get ahead of the pod.

Fielding, listen to me. It helps to concentrate

on something relaxing during a launch.

[breathes heavily] What do you think about?

Not swallowing my tongue.

-[Matuzak] How's Walker? -You'd have to shake him

-to be sure he's awake. -He's awake.

[automated voice] T-minus 30 seconds.

Twenty-nine, 28, 27, 26,

25, 24, 23, 22, 21, 20...

Have they ever lost a pod during a launch?

Ask the Vollmers.

-I'll do that. Where are they? -See those two red spots?

[automated voice] ...12, 11, ten...

-Oh, God. -[automated voice] ...nine,

eight, seven, six, five, four,

-three, two, one, zero. -[music concludes]

[breathes deeply]

[Fielding screaming]

[grunts]

[both scream]

[whooshing]

-[machine beeping] -[indistinct chatter over radio]

They're away.

Is this the hottest thing or what?

-[whooshing] -[both scream]

[gasps, coughs]

Goddamn Ricky.

So much for a dry run.

We're alive.

[Fielding] Are we really where we're supposed to be?

Give me a date.

Sunday, October 9th, 1994. Target.

-We're close. -October 9th?

-I'll be 16 tomorrow. -Where?

I was living in Colorado. Man, this is weird. [sighs]

Oh, yeah? Well, don't get sentimental

and try to visit yourself.

Actually, I'd kind of like to call myself and tell me

not to sleep with Bobby Morgan after my party.

It's really disappointing. [laughs]

A smart woman would call Bobby and give him some advice.

Aw, yeah, right.

How long was Atwood your partner?

[Walker] Three years.

Was it difficult for you to bring him back?

What do you think?

So you got a family? Hmm?

Mine's still in Colorado.

You know, my dad, when he started reading

about time travel, he said it was a bigger threat

to the world than the nuclear bomb.

He's right.

That's why I joined the agency.

I think the world should be able to party on Saturday night,

sleep in on Sunday and not worry whether or not

the planet's still going to be here on Monday.

You sound like a woman I knew.

Someone remarkable, I hope.

Yeah.

Someone you knew, huh? So where is she?

-She was killed. -Sorry.

You must've thought about going back and changing that.

-[device chimes] -We're here.

[ominous music playing]

I thought it was just Parker Datalink.

Take the back and wait for my call.

Keep your head down. Tomorrow's your birthday.

[music concludes]

[Young McComb] I have a problem.

-[Parker] You do? -[Young McComb] Yes, I do.

Let me tell you what my problem is.

This isn't working for me. I can't keep paying for this.

[Parker] Hey, it doesn't matter to me one way or the other.

Oh, but it should, Jack. It should matter to you.

It should matter to you because you're taking

the goddamn company into bankruptcy.

We have a difference of opinion.

The chip is the future of this company.

And since you don't agree, walk away.

This isn't the first time we've had this conversation.

You come up with the money and I'm out of here.

[Parker] I really can't afford it and you know it,

but I've found an enterprising banker with faith in the future.

Take it.

You're out. You've got no faith in the company,

and I've got none in politicians.

[whooshing]

[whooshing]

If I were you, I wouldn't cash that check.

It's gonna cost you more than you'll ever know.

Hey, Jack, it's been a while.

-What is this? -It's me.

Well, it's... it's him.

No, it's us.

W... where did you come from?

Are you supposed to be his father?

-Do I look that old? -[Young McComb] Look, I'm uh,

I'm a United States senator. Hurting me is a federal offense.

I don't know anything about Jack's business.

Will you stop it? J... just stop it. Get a grip.

I remember having bigger balls.

I'm gonna have to get this fixed.

Wait. Don't touch me.

Same matter can't occupy the same space.

Same matter?

So you got a special NSA briefing coming up.

Secret session.

That's not for another week.

Time travel, someone says,

gets a big laugh.

Oh, Christ, you're me.

How far back have you come?

-[groans] -[suspenseful music playing]

Never interrupt me when I'm talking to myself.

-We're gonna take them. -What's the signal?

You were a visionary, Jack.

The computer market was saturated.

The software stocks were in the toilet,

and your fuckin' cold ware

revolutionizes the industry. [scoffs]

[clicks tongue] I made a mistake.

So I came back to tell you

-I changed my mind. -[Walker] Now.

-[gun cocks] -[suspenseful music playing]

Freeze!

[music ends abruptly]

[McComb] Agent Walker.

Do you realize how inappropriate that word is?

Do I look frozen to you?

You look like shit to me. Get away from him!

Move!

Drop the guns, now.

[gun thuds]

Under your jacket

there's a track-and-return module. Throw it to me.

[module clatters, whirs]

You, uh, gonna leave me back here?

Do it.

[module whirring]

Agent Walker, I wanna see how you get from up there

to down here and keep the gun on us.

What are you gonna do? You gonna jump?

That's how the Vollmers would do it.

Move back.

Give me the envelope.

Thank you.

The country's going down the drain

because of the special interests.

We need someone in the White House who's so rich,

he doesn't have to listen to anybody.

-[Fielding] What's that? -The senator was having

-a fundraiser. -[McComb] When I'm in office,

it's gonna be like the '80s again.

Top ten percent will get richer,

the other 90% can emigrate to Mexico,

where they can live a better life.

So Agent Walker, you goin' or stayin'?

I think you plan too far ahead.

[Fielding] Obviously, you don't.

[foreboding music playing]

Anything else you want to tell me about yourself?

Don't tell anyone I killed ya. I'm out on bail.

Okay, let's finish up and get out of here.

He's running for president. I'm voting early.

It's good seeing you again, Jack. [sighs]

Maybe he'll calm down after the election.

What's the big deal?

Point it, pull the trigger,

and, boom, somebody dies.

-[soldier grunts] -[music intensifies]

-[soldier 2 grunting] -[glass shattering]

-[grunts] -[groans]

[loudly] Get up there! Get the module!

[grunts]

[grunts]

[groans]

Fuckin' great! [loudly] Will you get him?

Goddamn it! [breathes heavily]

[metal clangs]

[both grunting]

[groans]

[gasps]

Aaron!

Come here.

You own the company, do you understand?

The chip is going to be worth billions, my billions.

Now, read this. Uh-oh, whoa!

You just read it and do what it says.

Now, you get out of here.

Oh.

And will you do me a favor?

Will you lay off the fuckin' candy bars?

[music fades]

[tense music playing]

[screams]

[music stops abruptly]

[grunts]

[ominous music playing]

-[Walker grunts] -[Palmer groans]

[both grunting]

[screams]

-Have a nice day. -[Palmer grunting]

[yells, groans]

[electricity crackles]

I should've said, "Freeze."

I think he got the idea.

Do me a favor. Don't give up without a fight.

Never crossed my mind.

[grunts, pants]

I don't want to fight a woman.

Then don't.

[grunting, groaning]

Changed my mind.

[grunts]

Tell me he's gonna kill your family.

-Don't you leave me, goddamn it! -Who are you talking to?

[grunts, groans]

[music intensifies, stops abruptly]

Stay here, Walker.

In my future, you're dead.

[mystical twinkling, whooshing]

[tense music playing]

[police siren wailing]

[module whirrs]

[cops chattering indistinctly]

[whooshing]

[screeches, swooshes]

What the hell's going on here?

You're lucky you got back.

They're gettin' ready to tear up these tracks.

-McComb? -[Matuzak] Who else?

-He hasn't got the power. -Are you kiddin'?

He's way ahead in all the polls. He's probably

out buying running shoes for his transition team.

That chickenshit Senate committee caved in.

They all wanna be on the good side of the new boss.

[buzzer buzzing, beeping]

What's the matter? It's been headed this way for months.

When I left, nothing had happened.

[Ricky] Hey, Walker,

when they tear up the launcher, you get the pod as a memento.

-He's changed the future. -What are you talking about?

McComb.

He's buying the presidency.

So what's new? It's been done before.

-The guy is a killer. -Doesn't surprise me.

-He killed my agency. -And he shot two people.

-Who? -Who? A guy named Parker

and Fielding.

-Do I know them? -Fielding was with me.

You sent her.

Look, I don't like this guy one little bit,

but just who the hell you think I can sell this story to

without a smoking gun and about 50 eyewitnesses?

-How about one? -You don't count.

There is a chance she's still alive.

-Who? -Fielding. The cops were there.

Walker, I'm gonna be looking for a new government job

next week. And I don't think it'll help my chances

a whole hell of a lot

if I'm the guy that tried to put our next president in jail.

Do you think I'm making this up?

Forget it! You're not going back.

If she's alive, we've got him.

You understand that? We've got the guy.

We're shut down. Take a look around.

We're history.

Wait, I'm gonna show you something.

You come with me.

[pensive music playing]

[Matuzak] Those files are supposed to be sealed.

I don't know why I'm doin' this.

You say you were my best friend?

For a long time.

I liked you?

Oh, yeah.

[Matuzak] What are you looking for?

[Walker] Fielding's friends or family.

Anyone she would go to in 1994.

-Who was she? -[Walker] Internal Affairs.

but she had a deal with McComb.

He's got to go back to be sure she's dead.

-[keyboard clacking] -[computer beeping]

Since you say we were close friends,

I'm gonna ask you a question, I'm sure the prison psychiatrist

will ask you.

How's our leading presidential candidate making these

expeditions into the past without our equipment,

old pal of mine?

The prototype was never dismantled.

Kleindast's.

It's in Calverton, Maryland.

Short drive from Washington.

We have no authority to get in there.

What about Ricky?

If you were my best friend, you wouldn't do this to me.

[McComb] I would have had him killed right here,

but if he's back, he's already told the story to Matuzak.

God knows who else.

They won't know what the hell he's talking about,

but they'd sure give it a lot of thought if he comes up dead.

Right.

So he's gonna have to be erased.

-Erased. -Yeah.

Have him killed before he joined TEC.

That way nobody in the Agency ever talked to him

-or even knew him. -Perfect.

No, it's not perfect. It's not perfect.

But it's all we've got.

Look, don't expect to be my Chief of Staff

if my slamming your face into the side of the car

is gonna turn you into a sniveling moron.

[foreboding music playing]

[Ricky] Well, what do you know?

Random intervals, Maryland Utilities

shows spikes in demand and duration,

that are almost identical to ours.

Send me back.

-No, they won't let us do that. -Stay out of it, Ricky.

Hey, would it be too much trouble to call me Richard?

Richard, do I have a best friend around here?

[Ricky chuckles] It isn't me. Maybe Gordon.

Gordon is a putz. I can tell you who my best friend was

in school, when I was in the marines,

when I was a cop.

Gordon doesn't fit. I'm not saying you do,

but since I'd like to see McComb take a big fall,

you get the benefit of the doubt.

Whoa! Where you goin'?

We've got to, uh, vent the fuel shunts.

Oh, is that right? You'll have to wait while I get authori--

-[soldiers grunting] -[foreboding music intensifies]

[Matuzak] Was I your only friend?

A launch is not a one-man operation.

Yeah, I know.

If I'm off on velocity or trajectory,

you're gonna be an omelet.

-You tryin' to scare me? -Yeah.

Just hit the right year.

I'll see ya.

You know, I've had your wife's goulash

100 times, always too much salt.

[whirring]

[tense music playing]

Here goes the pension.

-[machine beeping] -[alarm blaring]

[automated voice] Emergency launch system

override warning.

Emergency launch system override warning.

Manual launch initiation alert.

Manual launch initiation alert.

Shut it down! Now!

[automated voice] Telemetry on manual.

Ignition firing command is activated.

Launch now on full manual.

[guard 1] Last chance!

[automated voice] Launch now on full manual.

[grunts]

[automated voice] Launch now on full manual.

Damn it!

[music intensifying]

[guards screaming]

[whooshing]

-[whooshing] -[horn honking]

[grunts]

[Walker] Get me the police mainframe computer.

I want all Jane Does admitted

to local hospitals on October 9th.

Check if any of the Jane Does are victims

of multiple gunshot wounds.

[beeping]

[pensive music playing]

Gotcha.

[ambulance siren wailing]

[indistinct chatter]

[nurse over PA] Dr. Levin, call line one-five.

Dr. Levin, call line one-five.

[nurse over PA] Doctor Gordon,

to the main office, please.

Doctor Gordon, to the main office, please.

Police. Jane Doe.

[heart monitor beeping]

Happy birthday.

Thanks. Get me anything?

-Tell me what you want. -I want to go home.

I already know

who's gonna win the next ten World Series.

-No problem. -Why'd you come back?

I need you to testify against McComb.

Mm.

That would be my pleasure.

-It could be dangerous. -I know that.

It's not that simple. McComb has made some changes.

You were never in the TEC. Matuzak never heard of you.

No, that... that can't be.

I had the training for six years.

-I have friends. -I've got to move fast.

If I can find you, so can he.

What can I do?

I need proof that you existed here.

In case I don't make the trip, huh?

They just took some blood.

It would be in the lab.

-I'll be right back. -Hey.

I really screwed up.

Yes, you did.

I want to make things right.

You may find you can make things right for yourself.

[suspenseful music playing]

I'll be right back.

[nurse over PA] Wheelchair to Admitting, please.

Wheelchair to Admitting.

Dr. Bryan, report to Obstetrics.

Dr. Bryan, report to Obstetrics.

Nurse Remington, report to main desk.

Nurse Remington, report to the main desk.

Melissa.

[tense music playing]

I'm gonna take you to someplace safe.

[music intensifies]

What are you doing?

Oh!

Help! Security!

Help! Security! Somebody call security!

Help!

-Security! Call security! -Hey!

Hold it! Don't move!

[indistinct yelling]

[grunts]

[grunts, pants]

[music stops abruptly]

[camera shutter clicks]

Pictures bring back your memories.

[ambient music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[grunts]

This is for what you're going to do.

Hey, wha--

What the...

[ominous music playing]

-Melissa, don't turn around. -Why? What's wrong?

-It's okay. -[gasps]

-Listen. Listen. -Who are you?

It's me. Look. It's Max.

Max? Max, what happened?

I can't tell you right now. We have to go.

Trust me. Trust me. [pants]

Come on. [panting]

Let's go.

Here! Here!

Stop! Please! Just tell me what happened to you!

Just try to believe me. I love you.

-Trust me. -[sobs]

[pants]

-You're not Max. -It's me.

Ten years from now, it's me.

-That's not possible. -Remember, Matuzak,

the new job, time travel.

Time travel?

If one day I need a birdhouse built, I know who to talk to.

-Oh, my God. [sobs] -It's me. It's Max.

-[sobs] I can't believe this. -Try.

What am I like ten years from now?

[sighs] Just like now.

Perfect.

You time traveled, and what? Why?

[exhales] Let me show you.

Today you have something very special to tell him.

-How do you know that? -I've just told you.

What are you here to prevent?

Changes in the past.

-Why? What's gonna happen? -Later.

Stay and meet with him. Don't tell him anything, please.

[somber music playing]

[kid shouting indistinctly]

-[music stops abruptly] -[clocks chime]

There's never enough time.

Never enough for what?

To satisfy a woman.

Well, then you never wanna miss an opportunity.

-Are you busy? -I'm meeting my husband.

Senator McComb! Sir!

That message came from the senate operator, sir.

Uh, it's 3:30, sir. You have a four o'clock with--

Clear my schedule. All of it.

Yes, sir.

Kelly, have you ever been inside the president's limo?

No, sir.

You keep in touch.

I'll send you a photograph of it.

-[camera shutter clicks] -[foreboding music playing]

-[thunder rumbling] -[music fades]

I have something I wanna tell you.

[telephone ringing]

-Oh, shit. -Don't answer it.

I have to.

[grunts softly]

-Did not tell him? -He didn't give me a chance.

[Walker] You should have tried.

Are we still together in ten years?

Yes, we're together.

-Do you have a picture? -Uh, no, nothing recent.

-Am I dead? -No. You're not dead.

What about tomorrow?

Everything is going to be fine, okay?

Why can't we just get out of here?

Why can't we just run away from whatever it is?

It would come back as many times as it takes.

It has to end tonight.

[tense music playing]

Hurry! Keep him upstairs.

Whatever you do, keep him upstairs.

Just do what I say. Please! Go!

Max, I don't want you to go.

I'll be back soon.

I... I'm pregnant.

Great.

[Melissa] I love you.

[music intensifying]

-[thuds] -[grunts]

-Surprise. -Who the fuck are you?

-Friend of the family. -[grunts]

[gasps] Don't go down!

[groans]

[all grunt]

[gunshots]

[Walker grunts, pants]

[Young Walker] Upstairs.

How did you miss him?

He knew it was comin'. It was a TEC cop.

Son of a bitch doesn't know how to die.

He'll learn tonight.

You don't kill him, you don't go back.

Upstairs.

[gasps, pants]

[thunder rumbling]

[tense music playing]

[tense music playing]

[grunts]

-[Young Walker grunts] -[Lansing groans]

[both grunt]

[both groan, pant]

[both grunt]

-[grunts] -[groans]

[grunts]

[music intensifies]

[gasps, pants]

Max.

Oh, my God, Max. Look out!

-[gasps, screams] -[grunts]

-[grunts] -[screams]

[screams]

-[screams] -[cackles]

[sobs]

You have nothing soft to land on, do you?

-[Walker groans] -[Melissa gasps, pants]

-[cackles] -[grunts]

[screams]

[thunder rumbling]

-[Melissa sobbing, groaning] -[Young Walker grunting]

-[cackles] -[gunshots]

[dramatic music playing]

[thudding]

-[Melissa sighs, grunts] -[Young Walker grunts]

-Go! Go! Go! -I'll get help!

[thunder rumbling]

[Melissa grunts]

-[rain pattering] -[Melissa grunts]

-[glass shattering] -[exhales]

[music intensifies]

-[Cole] Say, "Ah." -[gunshots]

[groans]

-[gun cocks] -[grunts] Oh, shit.

Boy, that's gotta hurt.

-[shatters] -[both grunt]

[grunts, groans]

[grunts]

-Lousy night to be out. -Don't hurt her.

[McComb] You were at a disadvantage in this

from the beginning.

You see, I'm an ambitious Harvard-educated visionary

who deserves to be the most powerful man in the world.

and you, you're...

you're a fuckin' idiot who never figured out

that the only way to make anything of himself,

with all that fancy kicking is on Broadway.

Thanks for clearing that up.

[McComb] You know, the polls have me winning by 28 points.

It's the biggest landslide since Nixon back in '72.

I find it reassuring to know

what the future holds, don't you?

[bomb clicking]

[McComb] That's C-4.

Not only will it turn this house into dust,

but will also separate every part of you

-from every other part of you. -Let her go. You've got me.

I don't want you. See, Agent Walker is too visible.

But Officer Walker, dead, is just another D.C. statistic.

When he's gone, you're gone.

Get the younger one. I want him to see this.

He's dead.

[McComb] No, he's not, you moron.

If he were dead, he would not be here. Get him.

[music intensifies]

Let her go!

[grunts]

[screams]

[both grunt]

[grunts]

[thunder rumbling]

[both grunt]

[groans]

-[grunts] What do you want? -You're a bright boy.

Why don't you sleep on it?

-I did that. -[grunts]

[sighs]

[both grunt]

It's different than before, isn't it?

It's what happens when you change time.

Lines of confluence,

probability scales, all that shit.

Put your gun on the floor.

[gun thudding]

What were you gonna do? Shoot me?

[beeps]

There's a bomb that's gonna go off any second now.

You know what happens then? We're all gonna be dead.

And I'm gonna win by default.

My young self is still gonna be president

and you can't save your wife.

Just like you couldn't save her once before.

She died because you came back and made some changes.

So now you're gonna fuck with time?

-You're as bad as me. -Wrong. I'm setting it right.

[thunder rumbling]

You know, usually I hate doing things more than once,

but in this case, I don't see any other option.

I do.

[eerie music playing]

What the fuck are you doing here?

What do you mean? You called me.

You left a message with the senate operator.

I didn't leave any message, you fucking idiot!

Don't argue among yourself. I left it.

Now nobody's got a future.

Okay. This is a real mess now.

I hope you're happy. This is a real mess.

You turned what was gonna be a simple, ordinary murder

into a bloodbath.

You get out of here. Get out of here. Go! Now! Go!

-[grunts] -[grunts]

[yelps]

-You two should be closer. -Keep him away from me.

Same matter can't occupy the same space.

I'm still kicking. I must be on Broadway.

No!

[both scream]

[muffled screaming]

[pants]

[music intensifying]

[groans]

[Walker grunts, pants]

[somber music playing]

[exhales]

[grunts softly]

[sighs weakly]

[automated voice] Coordinates downloaded

to GPS Sequencer.

Re-entry sequence is completed.

Launch bay alert is now terminated.

[man over PA] Maintenance to core chamber.

Maintenance to core chamber.

-[whirs] -[overlapping chatter]

[indistinct announcement over PA]

[indistinct chatter over radio]

[Matuzak] Hey, where you goin'?

What happened to you?

[Matuzak] What are you talkin' about?

You're walking around.

Yeah, I've been doing that since I'm about two.

Does that strike you as abnormal?

I...

Hey, what's going on with Senator McComb?

-Senator McComb? -Yeah.

Look, if you want time off, ask for it.

Don't act like you're out of your head.

I've got a blank spot.

Blank spot? You've got a hole in your head.

Ten years ago, McComb left his office,

canceled all his appointments,

disappeared, nobody's ever seen him since.

That's so sad. I... I... I remember.

What are you hangin' around for?

[chuckles]

[chuckles]

[announcer 1 over PA] Technical team

to grid point A.

[announcer 2 over PA] Database 309, shut down.

[pensive music playing]

[announcer 1 over PA] Secondary system team

to back storage.

This time, stay away from trouble.

Do I know you?

I guess not.

[announcer 1 over PA] Officer Purl.

Hey! Bobby Morgan is still waiting for a second chance.

[announcer 2 over PA] ...system shuts down.

-[somber music playing] -[lock beeping]

[automated voice] Destination, please.

[sighs] Home.

[birds chirping]

Dad!

[emotional music playing]

[grunts softly]

[sighs]

Dad, Mom said you'd barbecue hot dogs.

Yeah.

-What kind of day did you have? -Busy.

-You all right? -[sighs]

Great.

Good. [chuckles]

Come here.

I have something to tell you.

[Walker] Take your time. I'm not going anywhere.

[ethereal music playing]

[music concludes]

["Time Won't Let Me" playing]

* I can't wait forever *

* Even though you want me to *

* I can't wait forever *

* To know if you'll be true *

-* Time won't let me * -* Oh, no *

-* Time won't let me * -* Oh, no *

* Time won't let me *

* Wait that long *

* Can't you see I've waited too long *

* To love you And hold you in my arms *

* I can't wait forever *

* Even though you want me to *

-* Time won't let me * -* Oh, no *

-* Time won't let me * -* Oh, no *

* Time won't let me *

* All right, all right I'm gone *

* Yeah! *

* Babe, hey! *

* I can't wait forever *

* Even though you want me to *

* I can't wait forever *

* To know if you'll be true *

-* Time won't let me * -* Oh, no *

-* Time won't let me * -* Oh, no *

* Time won't let me *

* Wait that long *

-* Time won't let me * -* Oh, no *

-* Time won't let me * -* Oh, no *

* Time won't let me *

* Time won't let me *

* Wait that long *

* Wait that long *

* I'm comin' home I'm comin' home *

* Now it is up to you, baby *

* Gotta get you back Inside of my arms *

* Oh, pretty baby Won't you listen to me *

* Can't you tell How much I need you? *

* Can't you tell my love Is in stone? *

* Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! *

[song concludes]