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Sunshot wound.

Abdomen distended. Looks like they got the large intestine. It's bleeding out.

Low blood pressure. It's 70 over 30. Oh, great. Standing alone late tonight.

Okay, put him in trauma, too. We need to staff CPC.

Sir, you guys have something on my head. Okay, you're going to have to wait your

turn, sir. I'm sorry. Excuse me. Sorry.

Susan, Dr. Gabriel, first power with two kids and a mom, boy, eight, broken leg,

girl, six, broken arm, mom was driving, probable broken ribs, punctured left

lung, multiple leg fractures. Let's triage. First, let's get a resident in

mom. She's going to need a chest tube. The kids will have to wait until we get

an orthopedic eval. Let's get the head case in the room. Somebody clean him up

and get a suture kit ready.

Move it, guys, move it.

I don't believe this. What the hell is going on tonight, Glenn?

Crazy bastard was up on top of the radio tower, screaming at the top of his

lungs, trying to talk to God.

Oh, no.

All that wind just picked him up like a doll, blew him down a couple hundred

feet. He's pretty banged up.

We're in.

Regular customer?

He's a friend.

Hope you don't go to the same church.

Nurse, put him in trauma one step.

Marianne.

Thanks for coming. I wasn't sure who to call.

Is he going to be okay?

Not tomorrow, but I'm not going to let anything happen to him.

You look fried.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm always okay.

Just a little crispy.

Maybe sometime this week we can get together.

Coffee or dinner or something.

That'd be nice.

Can I give you a ride home?

Sure.

Thanks.

Hi, Mark. It's Ellen.

I just checked your chart and you've got a pretty impressive alignment of the

planets on the horizon.

I mean, it's really impressive.

Give me a call if it's not too late.

Or even if it is.

Bye.

Hi, Mark.

I can't get over how well you're doing. How you feeling, Warren?

Oh, good.

I'm good.

Real good.

Still a little dopey from the meds. But I'm real good.

What the hell were you doing up there last night?

I was trying to talk to God.

It was the highest place I could find, and I just thought I could get him to

listen to me.

Did he answer you? I got answers, but no words. The wind was so loud.

And I fell right at the good part. Damn it, Warren. You gotta be more careful.

You're lucky, you know. You could have died up there.

Just my body.

Hey, Mary. Do you want to sign my cash? Yeah, sure.

I wasn't expecting you to be awake today.

I just thought I'd check in on my way home from class.

Are you guys mad at me?

No.

Warren, nobody's mad at you.

We just worry about you sometimes.

You don't have to worry about me.

I'm always okay.

How do you make out?

Very well.

We got all we wanted.

The whole village is delighted to attend the wedding.

It's too bad that Patrice couldn't come.

He could have used a few days vacation.

Oh, yeah.

You haven't got a secret.

A secret?

That's something you usually can't keep to yourself.

But what if you do keep it to yourself?

Then it's more serious.

You know, Michel, you can trust me, too.

You know all about me.

There is nothing else to know.

What is that hole in your heart?

Hey, Mark! Mark!

Look, look, look.

Warren Baryshnikov. No date.

Warren Date, remember?

It's a joke, Warren. Mikhail Baryshnikov's a great ballet dancer.

Not that funny, Warren.

What?

Nothing.

No, nothing.

Mark, what's the matter?

What? Nothing.

I know.

Mark's got a new girlfriend.

No, I don't have a new girlfriend.

No?

No. Then what is it?

Nothing. There's nothing wrong with me, okay? Everything is fine.

What made him so cranky?

I don't know, Warren.

I've been waiting for you.

Why do I feel like I know you?

Perhaps you do.

No.

But I want to.

I want you to.

Who are you?

I must be the girl of your dreams.

Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up. I tried to call, but... It's okay, Ellen.

Just come on in.

What's the matter, Mark?

Nothing.

I'm just not feeling well.

Talk to me.

You never talk to me.

If there's any place in the world you're safe, it's with me.

What do you feel you have to keep from me?

I'm not keeping anything from you, Ellen.

Yes, you are.

And that's all right.

You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to.

I care about you, Mark.

I know, look in your eyes, and if there's something going on, I want to do

something. Maybe I can.

Tell me what's wrong.

Was Warren right?

Is it... woman?

Well, um...

Do I know her?

We can find what you think.

I'm having a dream.

A recurring dream.

Of a woman?

Yeah.

Is she beautiful?

I feel connected to her in a way I've never felt before.

Go on.

You sure?

I'm sure.

She's all I can think about.

It's just so different.

All I want to do is go to sleep so I can see her again.

I can't stand going to work, even leaving this apartment. God, Ellen, I...

don't know if she even exists.

And, you know, I can't get her out of my mind.

I don't want to get her out of my mind.

You're falling in love with her.

Is that the only way you can?

With a woman in your dreams?

A woman who isn't even real.

What if she is?

Just a minute.

I gotta talk to you, son.

What is it?

The Tory told me about those dreams.

Don't do this, Mark.

There's no way this could end well for anybody.

She didn't have any business telling you about that.

No. You should have come to me in the first place.

I have been there and done that.

It's my dream.

No. There was much more than that.

Man to man?

Okay, Elmer, man to man.

Now, you got two ladies buzzing around you like fireflies, and you chasing

smoke. A dream woman who you could never hope to have.

I've seen the meaningful looks at the meetings with Marion, and I know

about you and Satori.

They're real, Mark.

Flesh and blood.

There are things you can share with them that nobody will ever know.

You care about both of them. I know you do.

And we both know that they care about you.

And I care about them.

You know what happens every time Satori and I get close?

It's become some sort of cosmic punchline.

Marion. I'm listening.

Marion's a college student.

This is different.

This is something that I've never felt before, Elmer.

I know what it's like to need something, to long for someone.

I'm the first one to encourage your steps into our special world.

But I'm warning you, don't pursue this.

You'll start to bring back pieces of those dreams.

Sights, sounds, smells.

Soon you won't know awake.

From the sleep.

It can destroy you.

You say this like I've got a choice.

I can't not do this, Elmer.

left without telling me your name?

It's Mark.

Mary and Mark.

Mary Jane.

It's Mary Jane.

Mary Jane.

What is this, Mark?

You feel it too, don't you?

Yeah. I feel it too.

But I don't know what to call something I never knew existed.

Where are we?

I live here.

Mark, who are you?

What's wrong?

I want so badly to kiss you.

Where are you, Mark?

Mark,

wasn't expecting you. Can I talk to you for a few minutes?

Yeah, sure. Come on in.

Do you want something to drink?

No, I'm okay, thanks.

It's really good to see you. It's good to see you, too.

Chelsea was telling me about this great Italian place in Harvard Square.

This is going to be a little difficult.

Oh, well, if you don't like Italian, that's okay. We can go.

Marion, I'm dreaming of somebody every night.

Really?

I need to know if this person is real or not.

I need you to channel her for me.

I don't understand.

Who is she?

I only know her name is Mary Jane.

Well, I can't do anything like that. I mean, I can't do anything that you can't

do. Yes, you can. You channel Diane Stillman. You're the only one who can

me find her. No, I didn't channel her. She channeled me.

I don't know how. I don't even know if I want to know how.

I need you to do this for me.

Look, Mark, this is a little weird. I mean, you come up here after we talk

going out someplace and... You know, I thought you were talking about... I

thought you were talking about me and then you asked me to track down your

date or something. I mean, what am I... What am I supposed to think?

Look, I know there's something.

But I have to do this.

Well, I have to think about it.

I can't do this by myself.

Where did you go?

Mary Jane!

I was

afraid I wouldn't find you.

She can't see me when she's awake.

I can smell your flowers.

I still don't think this is a good idea.

But if there's a chance to cross the boundaries of space and time that humans

aren't meant to cross in order to find an ultimate truth or answer, don't you

think you've at least got to try it?

All right.

Let's see if she's for real.

I know she's real.

Well, if Marion can channel her, maybe you can speak to her while you're awake.

Okay, Mark, just close your eyes, clear your mind,

and listen to my voice, okay?

Now, just take long, deep breaths.

Easy, comfortable breaths.

Just let everything just melt away.

Easy.

Now let every muscle in your body relax.

Start with your toes.

Move up.

Completely relax them.

Keep moving slowly up your body.

Letting go of all the tension.

That's it. Just let yourself drift.

Can't open your eyes. The lids are so heavy.

He's asleep.

Take his hand, Marion.

Now what?

Open yourself up to her.

Let her through.

She wants to be here.

Let her know that she's welcome.

Just step aside and let her come.

Mary Jane?

Mary Jane?

Mark, where are you?

Albert, what do you see?

Some sort of town square or something.

Old.

Turn of the century, maybe earlier.

But the stench, my God, what a horrible smell.

I can barely breathe.

Small, narrow street.

Filthy, squalid, nasty, crowded.

Definitely the wrong side of the tracks.

Gas lamps.

Opium smokers.

English Bobby, I think.

Ladies of the night.

Not my type.

So much perfume and terrible teeth.

Church bells are ringing.

Eleven.

Twelve times.

At the five hours later than here, that would be?

The time in England.

Even though we've crossed a hundred years, despite the difference in the

the laws of Earth time are still being observed.

Horses and buggies.

Nobody cleaning up after them.

Wait.

There's a woman singing.

I think it's coming from down there, but it's dark inside.

It's a dim light at the end, a gas lamp, I think.

But the thing is definitely coming from there.

He's going up to the last room.

There's a number on the outside.

It's a one, I think. Yes, it's a one and a three.

Mary Jane.

Thank you.

Well, I'm gonna go online enter his dad into a search engine who knows maybe

we'll get lucky

Where

did you come from?

Where do you live?

You're so different. Your clothes and your hair.

Are you... Are you an American?

Yeah.

I'm an American. I live in Boston.

Boston?

A hundred years from now.

You're funny.

I'm not joking, Mary Jane.

No, you're not.

I see.

I mean, I don't see. I don't understand at all.

Well, tell me about a hundred years from now.

Is it wonderful?

We've walked on the moon.

You've been to the moon?

Well, no.

Only twelve men have done that.

Oh. There's cloning.

That's where we can take a...

A piece of an animal.

Let's say a very small piece of an animal. And from that, we can create or

duplicate the exact same animal.

There are more than one of you?

No. So far, they've only cloned a sheep.

Do they need sheep that badly 100 years from now?

No.

There's plenty of sheep.

Tell me about you.

What happens in your day?

What's your life like?

Well, in the morning, my clock radio wakes me up.

The radio, it's like a little box that you can hear music or information on.

Then I'll get into my car, which is a bigger box with wheels that can go about

100 miles an hour or so.

Then I'll get to my office, check my computer, which is another box that does

lot of things.

It also sends pictures and mail over wires to other friends' boxes.

Then I'll get in my car, which is that big metal box with wheels, and I'll

home to watch baseball.

Baseball I watch on television.

That's a 35 -inch box that's sort of like a radio, only it shows moving

that are sent from around the world, shot into space, and bounced off a

metal box circling the Earth.

Future sounds like one giant...

For me, Mary Jane, it is a box that's hard to escape.

There's no real difference between us.

I've never known anyone like you before.

Can I tell you...

Here we go.

Oh no.

Oh god, no.

Yeah.

It's Miles.

Um... Listen, I'm really sorry to wake you up. I know this is a bad time, but,

uh... It's about Mary Jane.

You're right. She's real. I found out who she is.

Go on.

Mary Jane, um... Miles, tell me who she is.

She has to be Mary Jane Kelly of the East End of London.

On November 9th, 1888, she was Jack the Ripper's final victim.

25 -year -old Mary Jane Kelly, also known as Marie Jeanette Kelly, lived in

tiny apartment in Miller's Court, Whitechapel, in the East End of London,

13.

Dorset Street.

At 11 .45, the night of November 8, 1888, a woman named Mary Ann Cox saw her

speaking with a man with what she describes as a carotid mustache,

quart of beer.

Several witnesses claimed to have heard her singing between midnight and 1 a

.m., a violet from Mother's grave.

At 2 o 'clock on the morning now of November 9, George Hutchinson met up

her. in Commercial Street, where she asked him for a sixpence.

He watched her go with another man to her room in Miller's Court.

At four, several women, including Elizabeth Prater, who lived in the

above Mary James, claimed to hear a cry of murder from the direction of her

room.

And at 10 .45 that morning, a man named Thomas Bowyer reached into a broken

window to pull open the curtain.

and saw two lumps of flesh sitting on a small table.

Then he saw her body on the bed and called the police.

Or Jack the Ripper's victims all prompted him?

That's right.

How'd she die?

Mark, I really don't think you want to hear that. How'd she die?

Badly.

Messy.

Probably the most brutal of, uh, sadistic killers' murders.

And from all accounts, she was his last victim.

Each of the deaths was increasingly violent.

And after hers, he seems to have just, uh, stopped.

Well, we've got to stop this from happening. We've got to save her life.

How can we do that?

Mark, she died over a hundred years ago. There's some things that you cannot

take back.

I mean, there are certain irrefutable laws of physics that forbid interfering

with the tracks of time.

No, and I can't be sharing a dream with a woman who lived over a hundred years

ago either, can I? But I am.

Elmer, can't we go over to the other side and warn her?

You're not dealing with a spirit or a ghost here.

And the place where you meet this girl, she's still alive.

Damn it. Are you telling me that with all the powers we've got gathered around

in this room, that we can't save her life?

Elmer, you've got to put me under.

Marion, you channel her for us. You take me to her or bring her to me wherever

she is.

I'll be asleep, so Albert, once I'm under...

You'll be all right. I got to get to Mary Jane and warn her. I got to get her

away from Miller's court before November 9th.

What if she's not asleep? You said that she can't see you unless she's dreaming

with you. Then I'll stay under until she is. That's why I need you to channel

her for me. I'm not going to let her die.

Elmer, put me under.

All right, what about that one?

Lovely.

It's all there.

Got some time for me, Marie Jeanette? I've no time for the likes of you,

Hutchinson.

Let me sixpence for a brandy for me cough, would you, Georgie? I've got an

what you might do for that.

In your dream.

Aw, you're the lovely boy, eh?

He's asleep.

Take his hand, Mary.

You know what to do.

Mary Jane.

Mary Jane, you're welcome here.

Mark's looking for you.

Hello. What you going to have there, Mary Jane?

Brandy for me cough and a gin for me soul, eh, Jimmy?

Come out, straight away.

Here we are, my love.

Thanks.

Oh, dear.

I'm sorry, Jimmy.

Oi, that's today's news. I ain't read that yet.

Don't worry about it. Be coming out again in a couple of hours.

You have this with the compliments of the house.

Thanks, Jimmy.

All right. Cheers.

Cheers.

That's a nasty cough you've got there.

I suppose I'll live.

I'm a doctor.

Let me help you.

I have a friend with that accent.

Are you an American?

That's very perceptive of you.

Sorry, it's cold.

Let me take you home and give you some medicine.

I've just got my drink.

Well, you drink your drink, young lady. It's good for what ails you.

Then I'll take you home, put you to bed and give you something to help you

sleep.

All right, then.

Mary Jane.

There he goes.

It's back in that same square again.

It's late.

It's quiet.

There she is. There she is.

She's with a man.

He's carrying some sort of a bag.

Oh, my God.

What does he look like? Can you see him?

Too far away.

Dark hair, dark teeth.

Wearing a hat. I think there's a mustache.

Mary Jane!

Out of the way! Out of the way!

They're already inside.

Never get there in time. So far.

Oh, God, it's him.

She's looking at it right into her eyes, smiling.

Oh, it's an ugly smile.

Mary Jane, come with me!

Get out, do you hear me? Get out of there!

He's opening up his bag.

He's taking out a medical blade.

Oh, God, get out.

Oh, God, get out of there, get out.

Marion, wake up.

Marion, can you hear me?

Come home, Marion.

It's not working. She's still under. We have to wake her up. Don't worry if you

channel someone as they die. Do you die?

Wake up.

Wake up!

Mary Jane, you've got to get away from there.

Marion!

Mark, you know she's still on the other side, and she's just waiting for you.

And you will see her again one day.

Well, if we couldn't help her, then why was she calling to him from so far away?

Maybe fate draws people together in one lifetime or another.

Or maybe nobody was calling anybody.

Maybe it was simply a matter of two souls meeting at the far end of time.

One empty, the other overflowing.

Or maybe it doesn't make any sense at all.

It just happened.