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These are the journals of Darian
Manford, Captain, Fugitive Retrieval

.D.

2193.

Of all the terrifying schemes that came
from the future to the 20th

century, none was more deadly than this.

Gentlemen, welcome to our demonstration.

I'm George Davenport, President of Blue
Planet Corporation.

At this time, please activate your
Geiger counters.

All right, gentlemen, keep your eye on
the truck and stand by.

You may now take your second readings.

My God, it really worked.

You have just witnessed the instant
eradication of six tons of nuclear

So you can now report to your companies
that Blue Planet has the answer to the

formerly unanswerable problem of nuclear
waste disposal.

The process is a poor secret, but I will
let you meet the brilliant scientist

who invented it, Dr.

Hamilton Isham.

My fee for providing this service to

one company for one year is $100
million.

Thank you.

Let me remind you that you've agreed to
keep this demonstration strictly

confidential.

Public disclosure at this stage could
lead to interference from environmental

groups and government agencies, which
would only delay our ability to provide

this service to your companies.

Thank you.

Doctor, how did you do it? I must know.

Sir, your end of our deal is to keep me
out of public scrutiny and to collect

our revenues.

100 million dollars times 10 nuclear
plants equals 1 billion dollars.

That is all you need to know.

It began in the future.

A scientist turning to evil.

A time machine called TRAX.

Criminals who vanish and alarm it.

with a mission.

He has one weapon and a computer named
Summer.

Good morning, Captain Lambert. With him,
he will travel to a time more innocent

than his own.

Now he is among us.

A special breed of man.

A hunter.

Traveling through our world, searching
for fugitives from his own.

Knowing he cannot go home, he has found
them all.

His name is Darian Lambert.

And this is his story.

If my captain had anything like a home,
it was Washington City in the year 1993.

We had returned there after a difficult
month.

My captain called it an exhausting
month.

Tonight on the Stern Report, our lead
story comes right out of James Bond and

science fiction, an exclusive eyewitness
account of a mystery scientist and his

conspiracy with the nuclear power
industry.

Science or fiction? We'll find out in
one minute.

Captain Lambert, wake up, please.

Stop staring.

What the hell are you doing in visual
mode?

We were having a conversation when you
fell asleep.

Why wake me now?

There is something of interest on the
television screen.

Selma, you woke me up to watch
television.

Captain, you have often expressed to me
your emotional distress at our inability

to locate Dr. Mordecai's zombie.

What about it?

If you will direct your attention to the
television screen, the commercial

interval has been completed.

An incredible account shrouded in
mystery involving a brilliant scientist

radioactive waste from a nuclear power
plant.

Even the location of the test was kept
secret.

Observers were flown in by chartered
planes and driven to and from the site

blindfolded.

Also under wraps is the identity of the
one person who has agreed to be

interviewed. The reason is that my
company is sold on Dr. Arsham and his

process, and they wouldn't appreciate my
talking about it.

Just what is this brilliant scientist's
secret?

He can erase nuclear waste.

Oh, sure.

He can actually do that?

They saw him do it.

Those who were there?

Yes, scientists and engineers.

Sir, why are you coming forward with
this?

I think the public has a right to know.

We checked this story with six utility
companies who have nuclear facilities

got these results.

Three denied any knowledge of Blue
Planet Corporation.

Three would say only that they were
doing nothing illegal.

Selma, as of the day we left the 22nd
century, anyone discovered a way to

radiation? There is no record of such a
thing in all the annals of science.

Then how could the discovery have been
made in the 20th century?

It could not.

Unless... Imagine the most brilliant
mind of the 22nd century traveling back

time, applying his theories of
teletransport to a new problem.

I'm not programmed to imagine, Captain.

That you have to do on your own.

Selma, if you cannot imagine, then why
did you wake me up?

Our report on the mystery scientists
will continue.

Damn the fellow.

You were supposed to protect me from
this.

Well, not to worry, Doctor.

We can stand the heat. You don't know
what heat is.

What's the worst?

The Atomic Energy Commission
investigates or the EPA.

You're a distinguished scientist with
impeccable credentials.

And you did render the stuff harmless.

You couldn't conceive of what I did.

In your wildest dreams.

Well, I rely on what you told me.

What I told you is that no law ever
written forbids it.

Then there you are. They can't touch
you.

Nobody's going to come after you.

One man is.

What? One man?

Why should that concern someone as
clever as you?

He's a problem I've got to dispose of
sooner or later.

And this time, I'll be expecting him.

Agent Knott.

There's a personal for you on the
mainframe monitor.

Really?

Who's got the chutzpah to make a date
with you like that? Let alone the access

code.

I have no idea.

I wonder about you, Darian.

I haven't seen or heard from you since
Hawaii.

You suddenly asked me to meet you.

It's classified information yet.

The wonder is I'm here.

The wonder is that someone like you
exists.

Suppose I felt you asked me out for
myself and not for that information.

You'd be absolutely right.

Suppose I didn't bring it.

But you did.

What gives you the right to be so cocky?

Did you understand about courtesy to a
fellow police officer?

You're the only cop I ever met who
wouldn't show me his badge.

I will one day.

When?

When I can expect you to believe me.

So for now, what?

You just have to have faith in me.

Six shipments of nuclear waste a month.

First floor, their licensed disposal
sites.

The fifth, from an abandoned coal mine
in Harlan, Kentucky, a week ago.

Sixth is for tomorrow.

Where?

Same place, Harlan, Kentucky.

I brought you a map.

What's going on, Darian?

I won't know until I go look.

The flight you want goes out of National
8 o 'clock tomorrow.

Assuming you still don't have a car.

I'll give you a lift to the airport in
the morning.

What a wonderful idea.

Two minutes.

This is Doc Eicher speaking from the
most central.

You may proceed.

Okay, check this position.

Let's pray.

So, that sound.

Yes, Captain.

You know it.

No. It is a difficult memory, but you
must confront it. You must chance to

with me.

If you want to kill yourself, go ahead.
Don't take her with you!

Melissa!

the nuclear waste.

He's not erasing radiation. He's sending
it back.

Yes, Captain.

But in words of the current vernacular,
if you don't get the hell out of here,

he's going to erase you.

This is Captain Phillips.

We expect to arrive in Washington right
on schedule.

Thank you for flying continent.

Washington Post? Yes, I'd like the ad
desk, please.

Captain, may I remind you that I am
capable of all your communication needs.

Thank you, Selma, but people find it a
little odd when I'm talking to my credit

card.

Yeah, still here.

Account number 08171930.

The ad follows Chief...

Request check. 36 degrees, 51 minutes
north latitude.

83 degrees, 24 minutes west longitude.
For possible violations of...

Hold on.

Selma, what's the statute?

International Nuclear Energy
Regulations, Section A, Paragraph 8.

Thank you, Selma. Next time I'll let you
place the ad.

Violation INER, section A, paragraph 8.

Reply urgently, minocito.

Vamanos, sergeant. Que pasa? Latitude
and longitude. Let's do it.

Kentucky? How does he expect us to reply
urgently?

Well, we've worked out a system. I
prepare a message, I place it in a

pouch from the museum, dust it with a
little TXP, and feed it to the tracks

machine. So the pouch turns up in the
Smithsonian Institute 200 years ago.

Mm -hmm.

Right in the basement.

Of course, I don't know the exact spot
in the basement, but Darian should have

no trouble.

I don't know about you, but I think this
is the most romantic place in

Washington. You're not a Martian. You're
a pervert.

Do you remember how we met in there?

And the cop was itching to arrest me.
Even now, he's waiting for me to make

day.

Would you mind going in there for me?

And do what in there for you?

Get my briefcase. It has my initials on
it.

Would you mind telling me what your
briefcase is doing in there?

Well, I thought we could let that go
until I tell you all the rhetoric that

wouldn't believe now.

Lambert, I'm getting tired of doing
things for you on faith.

So I'll call this charity.

There's nothing in here.

Give it a minute.

Annie, what would I do without you?

Really, I don't know what the hell
you're doing with me.

Can I just have a look? Oh, no.

You don't get it until you tell me
what's in it.

Nothing. You expect me to believe that?

I mean, nothing but what every executive
has in his briefcase.

Here.

The old sandwich in a clean shirt.

I think she didn't want the sandwich.
She would have wondered.

Why is that?

Genetic protein on plankton toast.

Greetings, Minocito.

Hope you heard the news.

Chicago Cub left -hander pitched a no
-hitter today.

They're still lost. You know, Chief,
always with the glad tidings.

There is a visual project mode.

Really?

Okay, let's have it.

Darian. Chief.

Your coordinates, they...

It's a nice, nice, pretty country.

There were dairy farms.

And right in the middle of this lovely
pasture, there were these two ugly damn

trucks, license plates, 1993.

Nobody knows how in the hell they got
there.

Your ad said something about violations
of nuclear energy regs.

You know that lifespan.

The plutonium is 24 ,000 years, and that
I have

absolutely straight. What are you doing
about it?

We don't know exactly what to do.

I mean, let's face it. Our scientists,
we haven't had hands -on experience with

nuclear waste for about 150 years, ever
since that law was passed.

I mean, let's face it. It would be like
me all of a sudden. I come upon a saber

-toothed tiger.

A caveman would stand a better chance.

What's the impact?

It's about 100 square miles, my friend.
We've sealed it off. We've moved

hundreds of people.

We've had to kill livestock, poor
animals. You know, they ate the grass,

have radiation sickness.

Now, we are going to dig some holes.

What about the trucks?

For the trucks, and the problem is we
don't know how deep to go, because if we

go too deep, then...

This might poison the water table.

God, can you think of a strong wind all
of a sudden comes?

It's going to take that radioactive
dust, push it up into the jet stream, or

they're going to get some big rains, and
it's going to wash down into our water

system. It's going to poison our water,
the rivers. To the time he left behind.

Aaron, you didn't say, but we're talking
about zombies, right?

I mean, if I'm wrong, take an ad in the
paper right away. Let me know.

You're not wrong to predict that one man
could do so much harm.

We don't have the resources to cope with
what he has sent us already.

What happens if he sends another
shipment?

The worst disaster in the history of the
planet. Stop him.

Stop Zombie before he makes another
shipment.

Understood.

Keep me company.

He said stop zombie before he makes
another shipment. That is what the chief

said. But the chief didn't say how.

You ought to do whatever it takes.

Whatever it takes.

What the hell is that?

That these honored dead shall not have
died in vain.

That this nation under God shall have a
birth of a new freedom.

And that government of the people, by
the people, for the people, shall not

perish from the earth.

Is that right?

Yes.

You know, when I was in school, we had
to learn it all by heart.

Now they do.

Oh, is it the test of my patriotism?

No, your humanity.

Annie, what if all the honored dead did
die in vain?

And not only the governments, but the
people perish from the earth.

And you're telling me this man Isham can
make that happen?

Unless we stop him.

We? How does he get we?

The best, fastest, most effective way is
to go to court, get an injunction

forbidding all nuclear power companies
from dealing with the Blue Planet

Corporation.

I don't have legal standing. You're a
federal agent.

You... Your department has batteries of
lawyers. And on what grounds do we take

the case to court?

Eisham, whose real name is Zombie, is
not actually removing radiation from

nuclear waste.

Then what is he doing with it?

Once again, Annie, I'm going to ask you,
and I won't ask you again.

Trust me.

And what do I tell the lawyers? Do you
trust me? Who cares? Lie to the lawyers.

They're used to it.

You're asking me to lie after quoting
Abraham Lincoln?

If you need to know what he does with
the nuclear waste, he sends it off

somewhere else.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Just tell me where and I'll fly out and
get evidence.

You can't exactly do that because he
doesn't send it to another place.

He sends it to another time.

Another... Excuse me.

The year 2193.

2193. I see.

Wow.

Can I ask how you can be so precise or
when you decided I was a moron?

You don't have to believe it all. Just
believe what you feel.

Yeah, well, I must.

Or else why do I come whenever you
whistle?

You sure don't make it easy. How am I
going to convince a bunch of lawyers

some guy's sending stuff 200 years into
the future?

All right, you don't tell them about
that.

Well, what am I going to tell them? That
I just... Trust this guy just because

he said so?

Annie, listen.

You listen. You want an injunction? Give
me the grounds to guess you want it.

Tell them Isham is not who or what he
claims to be.

Isham is a fraud.

Therefore, his process is fraudulent.
Companies must not turn over deadly and

dangerous materials to him.

How can you call him a fraud? He has
more credentials than Schwarzkopf has

written. Not current credentials.

He has... He's got degrees from Harvard
and MIT.

He's worked with Nobel Prize winning
physicists like Feynman of Caltech.

Professor Thames died three years ago.

Diplomas can be forged.

Computer records can be altered with the
right access codes.

Isham was checked by a dozen government
agencies, including ours in the

storybook. Surface checks. They had no
reason to probe in depth.

You take this case to court, they're
going to have to dig deeper, interview

scientists, and they're going to find
out that there is no one alive who's

worked for the man named Isham. So you
want me to go to my people and say, hey

guys, you screwed up? A person's
record... Somewhat promising career like

I understand the risk. I'm asking you to
take it.

If you don't do this, people are going
to die.

2193. Does it matter when?

Look, I want to know how you know this.

I can't tell you.

Then it's not fair you dumping these
horrors on me.

Don't tell me about any bond between us.
I want proof.

Look, that bond is all we have.

Then maybe it's a junk bond.

That's the last thing I'm going to do
for you, Alan.

What is it,

Selma?

She loves you.

Really?

So when did you become an expert in
matters of the human heart?

Captain, I have been collecting all
kinds of data since our arrival.

How come you didn't know Sambi's current
address?

You didn't ask me.

Dr. Sambi occupies the top floor
penthouse. The security devices are

by our standards.

Ah. Tell them I will service their
material as soon as they arrive.

Better give back the money, Mo. Your
servicing days are over.

Ah, the resourceful Captain Lambert.

Oh, you're the resourceful one.

I figured you'd get into a dirty
business, but 20th century dirt.

Like dope, looting banks.

I didn't expect you to replicate your
time travel operation so soon.

Not quite the entire operation. From
here, I can only teleport inanimate

objects, not living tissue.

That leap forward will require several
billion dollars.

But I'm collecting it.

And then, what do you think I'll be able
to do?

You'll reproduce your tracks machine.

I will create a much more sophisticated
system.

I will sit here, press buttons, and
control people in any century.

Your fugitive retrieval people, for
example.

I will pluck them out of the 22nd and
drop them into the 14th.

Right into the middle of the black
plague.

You won't be pressing any buttons back
there because you won't be here.

I'm sending you home.

Oh, I don't think so, Captain.

You see, since I knew you were coming, I
baked a cake.

Seven layers of ultra -high frequency
that will nullify your pellet projection

capability.

Nice try, Moe. But as we used to say,
you're just another scheisser kite.

And this...

I hope you don't think you're going to
survive this.

If I don't survive, then neither will
you. And if I can't send you back to the

future, then I'm going to send you back
to hell!

Don't shoot.

Bullet holes raise questions.

Just take him out onto the roof and
throw him over.

Federal agent, put your weapon down.

You, throw the weapons down.

Now, put them down.

Elissa.

Why does everyone want to call me that?

I'm Annie Knox, Treasury Department, Dr.
Eisen. What's going on here?

This man tried to kill me.

Oh, yeah.

Nasty Mark.

Dangerous criminal.

We have him under surveillance on
another charge. We'll take him into

now. Look, uh, Dr. Isham, this is my
card.

You want to press charges, you come to
the office.

Oh, and bring the licenses.

What license?

Federal law prohibits the use of fully
automatic weapons without a license.

The dealer lied to me.

I had no idea they were fully automatic.

Yeah, well, maybe we'll decide not to
press charges on you then.

Bitch. Suppose I hadn't thought you
needed following.

You'd have been the one killed.

My best shot was the court injunction.
My second choice didn't work, and the

only thing I could think of was to kill
him.

Excuse me?

You just run the second choice by me
again, the one that didn't work? I was

going to send him back to where he
belongs.

What did I ever do to deserve you?

Listen, I still don't believe he can
send radioactive waste to the future,

you're willing to get yourself killed to
stop it.

So I have to believe that you believe
it.

Let's stop him the first best way, okay?

A court injunction.

I hope you get it.

Does this mean that that jump bond may
be worth something?

He just redeemed it.

By agreement of the parties and because
time is of the essence, the lower court

will be bypassed and the issue
adjudicated at this appellate level.

In the interest of national security,
this session is closed.

The records will be sealed.

Media is excluded. All persons are
ordered not to discuss any part of this

proceeding with anyone.

We will now hear from the government.

May it please the court, this is a
request by the government for an

restraining all nuclear energy
companies.

from delivering nuclear waste to one
Hamilton, Isham, or the Blue Planet

Corporation.

We call Federal Agent Ann Knox to the
stand.

What will you do if he grants the
injunction?

They will not grant it.

Well, how can you be so sure?

Money is power.

Raw, naked power.

Good morning, Mr. Gallup. Good morning,
sir.

Information from confidential sources
indicates that Dr. Isham does not have

scientific background he claimed.

Could you give us some details?

His alleged credentials at leading
universities were put into their

hackers using stolen access codes.

In fact, there's no genuine evidence
that Isham has any education whatsoever.

And what is the government proposing?

That the court appoint a commission to
thoroughly investigate whether or not

Hamilton Isham is a fraud.

In the meantime, to allow him to process
radioactive waste?

It's like instructing dynamite to a
pyromaniac.

Only much worse.

No further questions.

Your Honor, in view of the unusual
nature of these proceedings, Dr. Isham,

request to cross -examine the witness
himself.

We will allow it.

Agent Knox.

Isn't it true that your so -called
sources of information consist of this

man?

Yes, sir.

He didn't really say I have no education
at all now, did he?

Not really, sir.

What did he say?

He said you couldn't prove it.

Ah.

And what did he tell you about my
process, that it is simply a fraud?

Simply.

Did he tell you I don't do anything at
all to radioactive nuclear waste?

No, sir. Not really.

Did he not, in fact, tell you something
that you were deliberately not telling

this court?

He said you ship radioactive waste to
some other place.

Another place or another?

And what time would that be, Agent Knox?

The year 2190.

What kind of damn foolishness are we
being handed here?

Who is this Darian Lambert? What are his
quiddin'? Mr. Lambert, would you

approach the bench, please?

Would you be willing to show us such
identification as you have on your

right now?

Certainly, Your Honor.

Well, I see a valid driver's license and
the usual credit card.

Maybe we should order a thorough
investigation of Mr. Lambert.

He is not the issue before us.

Sit down, Mr. Lambert.

What is it, Summer?

Fingerprint identification of one of the
men who touched me. He is on your

fugitive list.

Former Great Lakes Regional Attorney
General, convicted of gross malfeasance,

bribery, and corruption.

Disappeared from Terminal Island Prison
in 2184.

Which man is it?

Presiding Judge Benedict Choate.

To me, the issue is the environment.

The question is not, can Dr. Isham cause
nuclear radioactive waste?

to travel through time.

The question is, does he truly render it
harmless?

Unless the impartial scientific
community will endorse him and his

must not risk exposing people to
contamination.

I am for granting the injunction.

Very well.

Judge Alford?

To my mind, the issue is survival.

not of owls or snail darters, but of our
economy.

Dr. Arsham has demonstrated his process
to the satisfaction of the nuclear power

companies.

Is it not their province, rather than
the government, to decide what they need

in order to compete with foreign oil?

When I ask, which is more in the public
interest, the health of a key American

industry,

or the paranoid rantings about time
travel by a man who's either a fool or a

liar, I must stand against the
injunction.

One pro, one con, and Judge Chodas
deciding vote.

And Chodas in zombie's pocket.

The bastards beat me again.

Court will be in recess for ten minutes.

I want to see you and you in chambers
immediately.

Three fish, 200 years out of water, so
we best not play any more games.

I know very well who you are, but who
the hell are you?

Darren Lambert.

Captain.

Fugitive Retrieval Section.

He's here to send you back.

You among others, but you're not my top
priority.

He is.

He can send me back. He tried.

And failed.

Can he send me back?

In two seconds.

If I let him.

As the saying goes, I saved your honor's
ass once.

For an encore, there's an additional
fee.

I've paid you enough.

Everybody's paid me enough.

The trouble is, I couldn't take it with
me.

What do you want now? I have nothing
left to give you. You have the power to

deny the injunction.

That's my price. Pay it or be sent back.

They will add to your sentence, of
course, for jailbreak.

You will die in prison.

Sonny, what are you telling me?

You are importing radioactive waste to
the 22nd century?

Why should you care?

So long as you stay in the 20th. Tell
him you do care.

Why should I care?

I read your trial.

You stood there in court with...

Tears running down your face, sobbing
out your remorse for betraying the

trust.

What was that?

Just another politician's hypocrisy? No.

That's what I said.

Did you mean it when you told the judge
that you were a devoted family man?

And you pointed to your darling
children?

who were there in court standing by you,
and you begged for leniency for their

sake?

How can you even consider letting this
monster ship death and deformity

when you know that among the victims are
going to be your very own children and

grandchildren?

the environment, and the economy.

These are indeed timely concerns.

But to me, the overriding issue before
us is timeless.

It's conflict of good versus evil.

Is a brilliant scientist named Hamilton
Isom good, or is he evil?

Judge named Benedict Choate. Good or is
he evil?

He's going to rule against you, isn't
he?

Stop the trial. Change the venue. Get me
different judges.

Your honors, I move for a mistrial.

Grounds? Judge Choate is personally
biased against me.

Motion denied.

Sit down, both of you.

Sit down. You'll ruin everything. The
hell I will.

Where is he?

I don't know. He's gone.

Let's complete our business, the
injunction.

By the two -thirds vote of this court...

All persons and or corporate entities
are restrained from delivering nuclear

waste to one Hamilton Isham or the Blue
Planet Corporation.

Will this affect the process of 10
-porting me?

That's a good question.

I don't know the answer to that yet.

But drink up anyway.

Because I'm not sending you home.

So now?

Seems to me you'd be more use here in
this century than playing telekinetic

tennis in some white -collar prison in
the 22nd. What did you have in mind?

A zombie.

He's underground now, with your
attempted murder warrant up for him. But

surface again in some shape or form.

And you can make that nuclear waste
injunction stick.

I must say,

it's a very generous sentence.

Well, I don't give sentences.

I'm only a cop.

You're a judge.

Sentence yourself.

I sentence myself to community service.

That's what it's called these days.

And my term will be...

Let me drive you to the hospital. You
should get your hand tested.

No, no, it's just a scratch.

Let me see.

You want to tell me how a bullet can
pass through your hand and all you get

scratch? It's a little something that
taught us in school.

All us Martians.

I never known you're kidding.

Thank you.

Ah, Dubai again.

Yes.

But you know me, I'll keep popping out.

What's it for you?

A bad penny.

A penny dated 2193.