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And we'll dance away the blues.
Oh, baby.
I am finding old love songs.
We'll play it on the nose.
And start anew.
As we dance away the blues.
As we dance.
What's up with that?
I'll go find out.
What about the encore?
What for?
Save my life, thanks.
Listen to them. The crowd loves you.
Poor crowd.
I thought this tour was about getting away from big concerts anyways.
Oh, is that what Terry's telling the band these days?
Where's that husband of mine anyway? Terry? Terry? He just said you wanted to
play the clubs that made you who you are.
Who I am is someone that can't even sail out of Thousand Seat Hall anymore.
Well, they want you, Melissa. Just listen to them.
Janet, I'm coming down from stadiums full of people.
Seventy, eighty thousand people screaming my name. Not some small -town
like this.
Listen, sweetheart.
You've got a much better voice than I have.
Why don't you go give them their own court?
You deserve it.
I've got to go.
Sweetheart, where are you going?
You're supposed to be on stage right now.
Melissa.
Darling, yell them another song.
I don't owe anyone anything.
Melissa?
Is she okay?
I don't know. I heard something strange.
Oh, my God.
Are you all right?
What the hell happened?
I don't know.
There is nothing wrong with your television.
Do not attempt to adjust the picture.
We are now controlling the transmission.
We control the horizontal and the vertical.
We can deluge you with a thousand channels.
or expand one single image to crystal clarity and beyond.
We can shape your vision to anything our imagination can conceive.
For the next hour, we will control all that you see and hear.
are about to experience the awe and mystery which reaches from the deepest
mind to the outer limits please stand by
we are
told everyone will be famous for 15 minutes but in these times when
the drug of choice the truly famous will tell you 15 minutes is rarely long
enough. It was so weird.
I mean, it really hurt. It felt like I was being electrocuted or something.
What did you do? Did you touch something?
Nothing over here that can shock you.
Not that I can see anyway.
I'm all right.
Whoa.
You partying by yourself? How many of these babies you popping?
None. Well, you know, these pills.
None of your business, are they, Brian?
All right.
I'm sorry.
Why don't you all just get out of here before I turn into a complete bitch,
okay?
Let's clear out everybody. See you back at the hotel.
Thanks for a lovely show.
Well, you want to tell me how many of these you actually did take?
None.
I'm just opening them to take one and then...
Something hit me and I spilled them.
I'm all right, Terry.
You sure about that?
Why don't you just go and wrap things up here and I'll take a little bit of
sleep, okay?
All right.
You have to listen to me.
Oh, my God. I know what you're doing.
Please don't do this.
Please.
Do you believe in miracles?
Absolutely.
I think one just happened to me.
What's that, a miracle?
Yeah, I thought a guardian angel, presence, I don't know.
What it was, I feel totally different.
I can't even explain it, but I feel like I'm in person.
all sleepy person, I don't suppose.
I thought about killing myself tonight.
What?
I've been thinking about it for a long time.
Oh, Melissa.
It's all right, though.
Honestly, I mean, something stopped me, or maybe I stopped myself. I don't know.
I feel like I've got a second chance.
Why didn't you say something about this before?
I did.
You just weren't listening.
I really want a second chance with you, too.
What do you mean?
I know I've been nothing but a depressed and depressed wet rag for months now.
How was you out of life many ages ago?
That's all going to change.
I promise.
Should I be thanking your guardian angel for that?
No.
That was from me.
The other day, I was... Don't worry. Forget about it.
New song?
Yeah. It's a starter one.
Cool. Good to see you writing it.
Yeah. Thought it was time.
I don't know, man. I wrote my first album in like one...
24 -hour crazy kamikaze writing, Jack.
Now, I'm lucky if I get two good lines in a day.
Yeah, well, you hit the big time. What more do you want to think about?
Yeah, it stops being about the music, you know? I mean, suddenly it's all
instead of, well, I like this, you wonder, well, they like this, or is this
much about what I wrote before, or is it not enough like what I wrote before?
You know, how do I make the lightning strike twice?
How did I ever make a strike in the first place?
Man, no wonder you can't get anything done.
Sometimes I just feel so... Sometimes
you
feel... You okay?
Yeah. Anything I can do.
Yes.
Ask him.
As a matter of fact, yeah.
Would you like to write a song with me?
Yeah,
you're a kid.
No, I'm not.
I think you're one of the best composers there is.
I think I'd do okay with the lyric.
But, yeah.
I would like to write one more good song.
I mean, yes, I'd love to, yes.
Okay.
No, no, no, don't go!
I'm not going anywhere. I'm just right here.
Um... Excuse me.
Where are you? Where are you?
Okay, I'm here with Melissa McCammon, and that was one of my favorites of hers
from a few years back, Dance Away. It's exciting to have you.
Dance? Beg your pardon? The song? It's called Dance Away the Blues.
Of course.
Right. I'm very sorry. Of course that's the name.
Look at me. I'm getting all tongue -tied with this beautiful woman sitting
across from me. And, folks, let me tell you, she does look hot.
Thanks. That's nice of you to say.
Folks, you can catch Melissa here in town tomorrow night at Club Zeus.
What time's the show, Melissa?
There's an 8 o 'clock and an 11 o 'clock.
And there's still some tickets left, but we think it's really going to be a good
show.
Great. Well, we've got a little Whitney Houston coming up for you right after
this.
Hey, it was fun having you.
Thanks. Sorry again about the sports faux pas with the song title.
I really used to be a big fan.
Used to be?
Thanks a lot. No, no, no, don't get me wrong. I just meant that, man, that
album you put out was really great. I loved it.
Listen, why don't you stick around for another hour? We can play some more
tunes. You know, I'd love to, but I've got a really tight schedule. You know,
I've got to go. Yeah, okay.
Hey, Ruth, any messages for me? Don't go yet. Yeah, just this one.
Why are you doing this?
If you go now, you'll see.
See what?
Who are you?
I don't know how much longer I can... Wait, wait, wait.
You okay?
Uh, yeah.
No problem.
Would you leave me the hell alone?
Okay, sorry.
No, not you. I'm sorry.
What are you doing down here?
I was getting drunk.
You want to join me?
I'm so sorry.
I completely forgot.
It's okay. Brain check?
Sure.
Sweetheart, there you are.
Go away.
Come on, let's not make anything more out of this than it is.
You're making love to her. In our bed.
Okay,
I guess I'll see you later.
No, you stay.
Terry was just about to leave.
I love you.
That's what matters, isn't it?
Why don't you just get your stuff, get out of our room, and get the hell out of
my life?
Yeah.
What are you going to do for a road manager?
Huh? Get a new one.
You're drunk. You don't know what you're saying.
I know exactly what I'm saying.
Come on, let's get you upstairs.
It's over you up. Let go of me. Come along. Get off of me. Let go of her,
What, do you want to make a spectacle?
I said let go of her.
I'm fine.
You see the look on that SOB's face after you dropped her?
I have to admit, it felt good. I never much liked him, to be honest, because he
said... Sorry, I was out of line.
He's your husband, and I should know.
It's okay.
He's an ass, and he was my husband.
You want to go somewhere and talk?
No, I'm okay.
I just need some sleep.
Yeah, I'll let you. Get some rest.
Go away.
I won't let you kill yourself, Melissa.
What do you mean you won't let me? Who the hell are you? What the hell are you?
A fan.
Well, now I know I'm hallucinating because I don't have any fans anymore.
From the future.
My name is Rachel.
Oh, Rachel.
It was really nice to meet you, but I'm just going to go take a little bath now,
okay? Oh, please listen to me. There should have been a headline on every
newspaper in America.
April 2nd, 1997.
Melissa McCammon found dead of a drug overdose in her dressing room.
What are you talking about?
Your obituary.
The one that no longer exists because I saved you.
April 2nd?
Two nights ago.
So I was supposed to die.
But I stopped you.
I changed history.
What?
Your music matters, Melissa.
My music? I was with you when you wrote Dance Away the Blues and...
I was with you when you sang before 80 ,000 people five years ago on the 4th of
July.
What do you mean you were with me?
Like I'm with you now.
Feeling what you feel, seeing what you see. Don't you realize how deeply your
music can touch a person's soul?
And dine along with you.
In the future, we have the ability to project a person's consciousness back in
time.
into the body of somebody living in that time. We can actually share
consciousness with the great people of the past.
It's how we learn about history, about ourselves.
The host never knows.
They can't know.
They're a fail -safe to prevent the traveler from affecting the past.
But I broke the rules.
I hacked past some of the restraints.
I saved you.
Terry!
Terry, you're in trouble!
Terry!
You all
right?
I think so.
Hard to maintain control.
We won't be here long.
Stop that.
We're not here for our own amusement. We have a job to do.
Sorry.
Easy to get distracted. I've never traveled in a woman's body before.
All right, let's find that Melissa McCammon and be done with it.
Ms. McCammon, may we have a word with you, please?
I was just going to call you two. Come in.
Well, guys, I've decided to make a couple of changes.
Your services have been terminated.
Both of you.
Ms. McCammon.
My agent's drawing up your severance checks as we speak.
Ms. McCammon.
We're not who you think we are.
That's for damn sure.
Why are you talking like that?
We're from the same time as Rachel.
Off.
Melissa, don't listen to him. Hey, you've done enough damage. Now, please.
Somebody just please explain what the hell's going on here.
Ms. McCammon, a transgression has taken place.
Ordinarily, a time tourist sees life through the eyes of a host without the
ability to affect his actions.
However, Rachel seems to have hacked past our security measures.
Melissa, leave.
Now. We are monitors.
Our job is to prevent such transgressions from taking place.
But she reprogrammed the equipment so that we can't disconnect her without
killing her. She stranded her consciousness inside you.
Stranded? Inside of me?
Oh my God, for how long?
Forever.
If I leave your body, they'll take control of it just like they're doing
Terry and Candace.
They'll force you to commit suicide just to preserve their precious future.
Let me tell you, Melissa, their future is a terrible place.
It's a place of cookie -cutter music and only government -approved art and...
Rachel, you've done enough damage.
It's a place where there's no creative expression.
Everyone is exactly the same.
Like them.
I believe you could change that.
Please, we have to leave.
Rachel, we don't want to have to keep sedating your body, but you leave us no
choice. No!
Don't! Melissa.
We'll have to deal with Rachel sooner or later.
She's committed one of our most serious crimes.
She saved my life.
And in doing so, changed our history, your future.
We've come here to put things right.
What does that mean?
It means you have to die of a drug overdose now.
What?
The timeline has to be maintained. That is the law. Any change is a crime.
And it must look like suicide.
You expect me to kill myself?
We were helping you cooperate.
Cooperate?
Now look, I am sorry about your history.
But this is my future.
I didn't ask for any of this stuff.
When Rachel first came here, all I wanted to do was die.
But now for the first time in a long time, I actually want to live.
Unless you can come up with a better reason than the one you've given me, I
no intention of dying.
No. She has to die.
She has to do it herself.
We can't convince her to kill herself.
Well, then we have to make it look like she did.
You have to find some way of simulating her suicide.
But she has to die of an overdose.
I suspect it has to look that way.
Oh, wait.
What are you doing?
This body dies of lung cancer in seven years.
Oh.
No, no.
He was over on that side.
Like that?
Yeah.
Amazing.
What?
See how long we've been at this.
Oh, my...
Nothing's wrong. I mean, what could possibly be wrong?
Some of the best stuff we've done in ages.
You think it's that good?
Yeah, I think it's almost perfect.
Jeff, could you work out a fill for the bridge?
You got it.
And Janet?
Mm -hmm?
Would you like to try harmony in the second chord?
Sure. All right. All right.
Take five, and then we'll go again.
Yeah, don't you?
I don't know. You're a big star.
Well, you're going to be one too soon.
No, really, you are.
You really made this song possible.
More ways than you know.
Thanks, Brian.
You don't have to thank me.
I do.
Would you like to go to dinner after the show?
Do you ever look wonderful?
There you are.
Why didn't you tell me they were going to come after me?
I know. I'm sorry.
I was worried about you.
About me?
About what they might have done to you.
No. They can't keep me away from you for very long.
Don't you want to go back?
Don't you have a life to go back to?
But your life is so much better.
That's just it, Rachel. It's my life.
You can't keep this up.
Hi, Sam. Hi, Eddie. I was just about to leave, actually. Yeah, and we hate to
lay this kind of stuff on you before a show, but we have some money problems we
need to talk to someone about.
And with Terry gone, guess that's you.
All right, well, come in, then.
What kind of problem?
Mr.
McCammon, it will all be over very soon.
Stop it, Sam. You don't do this.
No.
Get up.
Melissa, are you okay?
Melissa?
Melissa, are you all right in there?
Oh, Chad.
Oh, my God.
What happened?
It was the love story.
Tell me you're not doing this now.
Oh, no, no, no.
Oh, you don't believe what's going on here.
I mean, half the time, I don't even believe it myself.
You know, the other night when I had that attack, well, I came back here.
Oh, God!
Brian, I need your help.
Sure, anything.
Before I tell you, come over here for a second.
Here.
All right, what happened?
You know, Terry and I, we didn't have the money to finance the personnel that
were carrying.
Well, we went to some people that weren't exactly above board.
Well, we haven't been making the payments.
I think a couple of them just tried to kill me.
Call the cops.
I can't, Brian. I can't look. I just have to get as far away from here as
possible so I can think this thing through.
Can you go back home? Cancel the tour. Go back to Marin County. You'll be safe.
No, there's no point. They'd just be waiting for me there.
Melissa, you have to call the cops.
I can't, Brian. Just believe me. Look, I can't do this thing alone either.
Are you sure this is the right place and time?
That's what was recorded in the police logs.
Shouldn't be long.
Are you all right?
Yeah.
It's just that the longer I stay in this body, the harder it is to manage.
So get a new one.
No.
Janet's her closest friend.
Do you know what a tranquilizer gun looks like?
I'll try to find out.
According to their logs, the police will answer the alarm for 17 minutes.
Welcome to the end of nowhere.
Huh.
No one saw you?
I think they did.
The records show he died in his room before the police arrived.
So we'll tell them that.
We only have enough heroin to fill one or two darts.
Yeah.
Are you sure you're all right?
I'm fine.
Drive.
You okay?
Yeah, just paranoid.
This is crazy.
I mean, a couple of days ago, all I wanted to do was die.
Why? All I wanted to be was the most famous person out there and stay that
That's all I could ever think about.
Seems a little... What?
Shallow?
Yeah, I guess it is.
You know, you've got to understand what it's like, Brian.
I mean, once you get a taste for that stuff, you get addicted to it.
The crowds and the adoration and everybody loving you.
You start to believe all that stuff after a while.
I mean, I would turn on the radio and all I would hear was my own voice or
DJ talking about how brilliant I was.
Still want that now?
No.
You know, all I want is to live and to make
music and maybe even have a baby someday.
Most of all, I want to enjoy that warm feeling that you get whenever you meet
someone really special.
Would that be?
Melissa, that was my first time.
Oh, my God.
Oh, that was wonderful.
The sensations, it just felt so... No, no, no, no, no. This isn't gonna work.
Melissa, what's wrong?
Oh, I can't do this.
What are you talking about?
We can't let the man you inhabit wake up till we get him back to where we found
him. So what do we do?
Additive.
There was some left in McCallum's room.
Shoot her.
I can't maintain control.
Jen, there's a part of you that can still hear me.
Please.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what I can do for her.
This wasn't supposed to happen in your idea of the future, was it?
Can we repair the damage
to her heart?
Erase the damage of the overdose?
It's too late. I felt her consciousness leave her body.
Janet Marshall is gone.
What effect will this have on the time stream?
I'll go back to the control center and find out.
I can't live like this, Rachel.
Neither of us can.
It's over.
No, wait.
You can still have a second chance.
They have the technology to transfer your consciousness into Janet's body.
This is quite extraordinary.
What is it? The control center changed.
Changed how?
There was music playing, not like in our timeline.
The people there seemed so happy.
The timeline's changed.
I knew it.
Your music must have opened up possibilities for other musicians, and
little cultural ripple changed everything.
I told you your music mattered.
Melissa McCammon does live on.
Actually, it seems Melissa McCammon died here tonight in this motel.
Take over her life?
It's the only way.
How am I supposed to do that? It would be like stealing her life from her.
Don't you think she'd want you to?
No.
I think you people should put things back the way they should be, the way you
wanted it.
You give her back her life and you take mine.
You don't seem to understand.
A life force has left her body and cannot return.
Mr. McCammon, I thought on what you and Brian wrote together.
The new history record is Janet Marshall will release it three months from now.
Her first hit, the beginning.
Other artists will imitate her.
We have to do this now while there's still time to revive the body.
You can't stay with me, can you?
No.
Mr. Kemp, if you do this, I give you my word that Rachel will receive no
punishment. You can't guarantee that.
When you see home, you'll agree.
It's a world I would like my children to live in.
You have my word.
Melissa.
Don't worry about me.
Whatever happens, I'll have your music.
But whether we touch the lives of others.
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