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Carl, I just heard.

I can't believe it.

No notice, nothing?

No, I guess giving them 24 hours a day
for the last three years wasn't good

enough. What did they say?

The company appreciated my vast
contributions to the CPS -1200 and hoped

find my severance package satisfactory.

Bastards. Vast contributions?

Without you, this whole machine would
still be a drawing on a paper napkin.

Yeah, well, I don't think Ted would
agree with you on that one. Well, Ted

say whatever he wants. Everybody knows
the CPS is your baby.

So what happened?

Same old argument.

I insisted the machine's ready for its
first trial.

Ted wants to rerun all the theoreticals.

It'll take three months, maybe more.

You know Ted, he's cautious.

Cautious?

If Ted were in charge of the space
program, we'd still be orbiting

This has nothing to do with safety.

It's about Ted's ego. He wants me out of
the way before the damn thing's

unveiled so I don't catch any of the
glare from the spotlight.

I'm sorry we're losing you.

Look, I'm late for a meeting. Why don't
you give me a call tomorrow? We'll grab

a drink. Yeah, sure.

Three more months of mathematical
calculations.

What a waste.

Uh -uh, Ted.

You do the math.

Set it for two days from now?

Of course, if I'm wrong.

My molecules will be scattered across
time.

What are you doing here? The machine.

I just came from the machine. We've got
to get out of here right now to police.

The police?

Just go.

What do the police want? Go!

Susan!

Susan, you home?

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

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.

You are about to experience a mystery
which reaches from the deepest

inner mind to the outer limits.

Nothing in our world is more unyielding.

than the inexorable march of time. But
what will happen when man finds a way to

manipulate that awesome force?

Susan.

I'm back.

Do that!

Andrew? I saw your car out front.

What are you doing home in the middle of
the day?

I wanted to see you.

Something happened at work today.

Oh, no.

No, don't tell me that you were... Why?
Why do you always jump to the most

negative conclusion?

Well, I'm sorry, but you're never home
this early, and I know you haven't been

getting along with Ted. No, no, no. This
has nothing to do with Ted.

Then what is it?

Look, it's just, it's complicated.

You were fired, weren't you?

Okay, all right, yes. I got laid off.

Oh, Andrew, I'm sorry. I know how much
this job meant to you. I really thought

you found your niche this time. Yeah,
well, so did I.

Look, Susan, when I joined Anderson
Technology, they put me in charge of

developing a chronological phase
shifter.

It's a fancy name for what's essentially
a time machine.

A time machine?

Yes, it allows the user to be physically
transported through time.

So why after three years are you telling
me this now? Because I tested it today.

And it works.

By testing it, you're saying what? You
traveled back in time?

Forward, actually. I went ahead two
days.

And? And I was so overwhelmed that it
actually worked that I came straight

to share the news with you.

And when I got here... Yeah?

When I got here, you were lying on the
floor in the den.

You were in a pool of blood. You'd been
shot.

And killed.

Andrew, I want you to tell me the truth.

Have you been drinking?

Do you understand what I'm telling you?

If we don't do something to divert the
time stream, in two days, you are going

to die.

Now, our best bet is we change the
circumstances leading up to your murder.

That's it. We have to get out of town
right away. Andrew, Andrew, listen to

yourself.

You come home and tell me that you've
been fired, that you beamed yourself

the future, and that you found me dead.

I mean, you'll forgive me if I have a
hard time swallowing this. I know, I

It sounds insane.

But you have to believe me.

Remember that night you lost $3 ,000 in
a poker game, and instead of admitting

it, you told me you'd been mugged? That
was a long time ago, Susan. Well,

something bad happened. You can't just
own up, so you fabricate some more...

no, this is different!

How is this different?

Because I'm not lying!

Because this is the truth!

Okay, okay.

We'll talk about it, all right?

Don't you patronize me!

I'm trying to save your life here!

So am I, Andrew.

Did I actually break the temporal
barrier, or did I imagine the whole

Am I succumbing to some horrible
psychosis? Could I ever kill my own

I have my weaknesses, God knows, but
could I possibly descend to that kind of

violence?

Is there anything in this world that
would drive me to do something so

I'm just telling you what I told you.

There is no time machine.

I have no idea what's going on in his
head, Carl. I mean, obviously the stress

of losing his job has been too much.

Anyways, I would really appreciate it if
you kept this between us.

Thanks.

I'll call you tomorrow.

You talking to Carl?

I was worried about you.

So you sneak behind my back, you talk to
him.

He told me that this time machine is a
pet project of yours, but that it's just

a pipe dream at this point. It doesn't
even exist.

Why would you make up such an outrageous
story?

It is not.

It is not a story! It is not a story!
Why can't you believe me? I am trying,

it's not... You shouldn't have to try!

I don't know what's going on with you,
Andrew, but I can't do this anymore. You

can't do what?

I can't live like this.

What are you saying?

I think we need to spend some time
apart.

No, no, no. No, Susan.

All we have to do is make it through the
next few days and everything will be

fine. Susan, it will be fine. You're not
hearing me, Andrew. Everything is not

going to be fine.

Look, I'm not even saying that it's all
you.

I mean, sometimes people... Look, I
can't go on pretending.

Look, if you don't mind, I'd like you to
sleep downstairs tonight.

If you don't, I will.

I have to clean up.

I'll look out.

I'll, uh, let me do that. No, that's all
right.

Good night, Andrew.

are increasing in frequency and
intensity. At times, they're almost

like being stabbed in the brain with a
molten blade.

Apparently, some kind of neural reaction
to the time travel process.

Maybe Ted was right.

What's worse of the vision?

Nightmarish images of Susan's death,
images I can't quite decipher or don't

to. I don't know if they're flashes of
the past or the future or both.

I've contemplated leaving town by
myself.

If I am the killer, then Susan would be
safe. But what if I'm not the killer?

The irony is, either way, I'm the only
one who can save her.

Morning.

How are you feeling?

Okay.

Susan, what about last night?

Look, I'm real sorry that you had to
hear all that.

Maybe it's a blessing that it's all out.

I've been thinking about this all
morning. The first thing we have to

is how to protect you.

Andrew, please.

Time's on our side. We still have more
than 24 hours. You're really scaring me,

you know that? I'm trying to scare you.

God, if I could just get you into the
lab, you could see the machine.

I think you should make an appointment
with Dr. Berger this afternoon.

No, I don't need to see a
psychotherapist. Sweetheart, you need to

somebody. I need to talk to you.

Carl Vandermeer gave you the corporate
line, Susan.

There's no way he'd tell you the truth
about the TPS -1200. He'd be out of a

job, too, and... I really don't know
what else to say.

Well, you believe me.

Look, I have some prospective buyers
meeting me in 20 minutes.

Why don't you get some rest? We'll talk
more about this when I get home.

Susan.

Sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Andrew, please.

Call Dr. Berger.

My wife thinks I've snapped.

Maybe I have.

I can't sleep.

It's getting more... More difficult to
think, to think straight or to control

myself than now.

Susan wants to leave me.

Dan!

You look tired.

Yeah.

Can I have the same?

So I heard you talk to Susan last night?

Yes, she's very concerned about you.

You told her the CPS -1200 is just a
fantasy?

What was I supposed to say?

We all signed confidentiality waivers.
The problem is now she thinks I'm lying.

Thinks you're lying?

You told her you time -traveled.

I did.

Well, that's impossible. The machine is
not running yet.

Yes, it is.

You're serious, aren't you? Uh -huh.

You tested it on yourself.

You believe me, don't you?

Look, Carl, I need your help. I know
events in history can vary according to

temporal and spatial perspective, but I
need the bottom line.

Can history be altered?

Theoretically.

But until now, we never had a chance to
tell them. So if someone were to travel

back in time, they could change a
specific outcome by changing the

leading up to it.

That's one school.

The other time travel camp are
fatalists.

They posit that no matter what you do,
the outcome is inevitable.

You mean I travel back to November 22,
1963, I shoot Oswald before he kills

Kennedy, Kennedy still gets
assassinated?

Thank you.

Well, the fatalist conjecture is that
someone else would have been in the

of the Texas Book Depository with a
rifle.

Personally, I disagree.

As far as I'm concerned, you take Oswald
out of the equation and Kennedy leaves

Dallas without a scratch.

Unless, of course, you're one of those
grassy, null conspiracy theorists.

So what is this all about? Are you
planning on going back and trying to

Kennedy's life?

No.

Andrew? I'm home.

How's it remind you of?

Andrew, don't.

and tell me you don't remember.

The honeymoon suite at the Manalaya.

What is all this?

I phoned the office today to see how you
did on the house.

They told me you sold it. Full asking
price.

Congratulations.

He always did know how to make the
perfect martini.

It's one of my few remaining social
skills.

Susan, I am so sorry.

I promise you from now on, things are
going to be different.

Andrew, this is lovely.

The martinis and the flowers.

But it's not really that easy.

No, no, no. You put all of that out of
your mind, okay? Because tonight...

Tonight is for celebrating, okay?

Do you remember how much in love we
were?

Oh, well, you do have a good memory.

No, I'm serious.

I'm still that same guy that made you
smile that first night we met.

And that was just by chance.

And you, you were... You were the most
beautiful woman I'd ever seen.

Oh, well, it's easy to impress a man who
spends half his life chained to a lab

bench.

It was fate, you know.

Our meeting, you always said so.

Andrew, look,

you really helped me through a very
rough time.

But that was seven years ago.

We can have that back. I know we can.
Wishing something isn't enough, Andrew.

I know because I've spent too much of my
life doing just that.

I still love you.

And I know deep down, Susan, you love me
too.

No.

Can I open them? Yep.

What's this?

Just my way of saying, you know,
congratulations on the fail of the

Hawaii? Mm -hmm.

I booked that suite at the Mona Lisa.

Leaving tomorrow morning?

Mm -hmm.

Come on, you spend a few days, you relax
on the beach.

I've just got to...

You know, to clean up a few loose ends
here, but I'll join you on Thursday.

Oh, um, Andrew, this is really very
sweet, but I can't.

Why not?

Because I don't think it would be fair.

Not to me and not to you.

Could it have anything to do with that?

What are you doing with that?

Were you digging through my personal
things?

What's in Los Angeles?

A realtor's convention.

So why are you keeping it a secret?

I wasn't. I only found out about it the
other day. We haven't exactly had time

to discuss it.

Andrew, do you see what's happening
here?

This is one of our big problems. You
don't trust me. Well, that's not true.

Please.

So this big romantic trip to Hawaii, was
this your way of getting me out of town

for my alleged safety or keeping me from
going to Los Angeles?

No, it was my way of putting our
crumbling marriage back together.

Well, the settlement was nice, but the
execution left a lot to be desired.

Where are you going?

Susan?

Susan, come back here.

So you don't want anything stronger?

I can open a bottle of wine. No, this is
great.

Where's Dave?

Coeur d 'Alene.

Golf trip with the boys.

You ever wonder about these golf trips?

I trust him, Andrew.

Besides, if I ever found out Dave was
fooling around on me, I'd surgically

remove his putter and frame it with his
other golf trip.

You and my sister are having a rough go
of it again.

Yeah.

Everything's falling apart.

I lost my job.

She told me. I'm sorry.

Amy.

Susan's planning on leaving me.

I just don't understand why she doesn't
want to work our problems out.

She's been trying to talk to you for
years, Andrew. She's beyond trying.

I love her so much, Amy.

Nice words, but what have you done to
show her?

Have I really been that lousy a husband?

I could give you a one -word answer, but
you know how I hate being blunt.

How did I let my priorities get so...
Screwed up.

At least you're asking the right
question.

Unfortunately, I think it's too far
gone.

Too many years of neglect.

You're seeing someone?

Maybe you should be having this
conversation with her.

Then it's true, isn't it?

Andrew, if she is having an affair, she
hasn't told me about it.

I honestly don't think that's Susan.

But if we're going to be brutally frank
here, I wouldn't blame her if she was

trying to fill up some of that
emptiness.

I have to talk to her.

I have to talk to her. Do you know where
she is?

She called a little while ago from the
Sonora Cafe.

I'm so glad I ran into you. Me too.

To the best salesperson I've ever met.

You were awesome on that close today.

I wouldn't have even made the sale if it
wasn't for you.

Well, teamwork is what it's all about.

And we make a great team.

Andrew.

Needless to say, you weren't expecting
me.

Let me introduce you to Craig Swenson.

Craig is our new office manager.

Hi, nice to meet you.

Susan, let's go home. No, I'm not ready
to go home yet.

Craig and I are talking about the
conference.

You're going to L .A. too?

Yeah.

Why? Oh, God. He thinks we're having an
affair.

Whoa.

Listen, I just met Susan last week.

So you're saying once you get to know
her a little better, then you can screw

her. Oh, my God. This is ridiculous.

I apologize for my husband, Craig. I'll
see you in the office tomorrow.

Susan, Susan, Susan. I think it might be
best if you stayed someplace else

tonight. No, look, I didn't mean... No,
I'm serious.

I can't take any more of this.

You're under arrest.

What for?

No.

You don't understand.

It's a life or death situation.

I have to save her.

You've got to believe me.

What in God's name is going on?

They told me you broke into the lab last
night.

I wanted to go forward in time to
protect you.

How can you keep doing this? Susan, I
would do anything to stop what is going

happen today.

I am the last thing that you should be
worrying about.

But we don't have much time.

Let's get out of here.

They're not releasing you yet.

What do you mean?

Anderson is pressing charges.

Well, what about bail?

You've got to call me a lawyer. I
already called one.

You're being transferred to a county
facility in a few hours, so you can meet

with a lawyer when you get there.

I set up an appointment for you to see a
neurologist in a few days.

Anything you want?

I want you to get better.

Please take care of yourself.

Susan, wait, wait! Susan!

You can't go.

You can't leave.

You are going to die.

Susan! Susan!

Susan!

Susan!

Susan! Susan!

Please!

Send someone over to protect my wife!

She's in danger!

Just send somebody to protect my wife!

Oh, cool it, man.

My wife's going to be murdered in a few
hours.

What are you talking about?

Someone's going to shoot her.

Well, how do you know that?

No, you're not going to believe me, but
I travel forward in time and...

I witnessed her murder. And what part of
that didn't you think I'd believe?

I know, it sounds crazy.

I've heard crazier.

Who shot her? I'm not sure.

I think it might have been me.

Well, look on the bright side. If you're
locked up in here, you can't do her any

harm. Exactly, but what if it wasn't me?

What if I just showed up after she was
shot? Or what if in that time stream, I

was the murderer, but in this time
stream, she's killed by somebody else?

Say you've got yourself a real
conundrum.

Great job, guys.

What the hell are you doing?

I was going to ask you the same thing.

Look, I just, I rang the doorbell and
there was no answer. I just wanted to

if Susan was home.

I thought you were in jail.

Yeah, sorry to disappoint you.

You want to hurt my wife? Look, hurt
her. I came here to help move some

to her sister's house.

She can't do this to me.

You know what? Hey, I think you
better... Andrew!

What do you think you're doing?

Came, came back to save you.

You call this saving me?

He was spying on you. I asked him to
come and help me.

We have to work this out.

There is nothing for us to work out. No,
don't say that.

Oh, my God. Andrew, Andrew, calm down.

I don't come.

Put the gun away.

You and I need to talk.

All right, fine. Just put the gun away.

Oh,

my

God.

Stay down!

Please,

please, I beg you, don't hurt me. I'm
not going to hurt you. Why do you keep

saying that? I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
You're just not yourself.

I am. Yes, I am.

I want to protect you and I want us to
be together.

What don't you understand?

I didn't mean it. I swear it.

I only wanted to protect you.

Your theories are right. What do you
know about my theories?

Everything. Oh, my God.

You... You're me.

I did it.

Time travel to reality.

More or less.

What's happening to you?

Still a few bugs in the system.

Unfortunately, you're not going to be
around to exalt in your triumph.

Gotta change the time stream.

Can't let you meet Susan.

Who? Make things right.

Hey.

Don't do this. There's no other way.

another fresh one.

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