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

.D.

2193. How much further, Selma?

5 .3 miles, Captain.

We're not going to make it.

Did you get enough sleep last night?

Not enough.

Well, maybe I can help you out with
that.

How's that?

Just fill this bag with money, and I'll
see to it that you get a nice, long nap.

What is this, a joke?

Oh, no, I never joke. I prefer irony.

And I also prefer unmarked bills.

But I'll take whatever you got.

Captain, I'm picking up the activation
of a silent alarm at the city bank in

Brennan. That means the local police are
aware of it also.

We better get there fast.

It began in the future.

A time machine called Trax.

Criminals who vanish.

And a lawman who must pursue into the
past.

Now he's among us.

A special breed of man.

He has one weapon and a computer named
Selma.

Good morning, Captain Lambert.

With her, he will travel through our
world.

searching for fugitives from his own,
knowing he cannot go home until he has

found them all.

His name is Darian Lambert, and this

is his story.

This happened.

So, give me a reading on how long he's
been out.

Scanner. Approximately four minutes.

Another note, Captain. Another note,
another robbery, another near miss.

Captain, it is still possible to catch
up to Morgan Pierce.

I'll tell you something. Someone's
getting damn tired of playing catch -up.

Oh. Excuse me.

Visual project mode.

He could have a hideout in the
mountains.

Morgan Pierce does not like to hide out.

His idea of roughing it is to go without
room service.

That's the road he'd take.

What a wonderful roadblock.

Summer, we don't have time for this.
We're going around it.

Captain, would it not be advisable to
go?

Not necessary.

Those patrol cars can catch us over this
rough terrain.

What are you going to do?

I'll get you some underwear and a bunch.

Captain? Don't say it, Selma.

I was going to tell you the sheriff is
approaching.

Right.

You'd better update my cover file in the
Justice Department's main frame. Not to

worry. Any computer check will confirm
your credentials.

Okay.

Do you mind stepping out of the car,
sir?

Sheriff, this is all a big
misunderstanding.

Marion Lambert.

I'm a federal marshal.

Maybe.

Or that could be a phony.

Well, it's not. You can just run a
check.

I'll do that.

Do you want to tell me why you tried to
avoid my roadblock?

I'm in pursuit of Morgan Pierce.

He's the man who just robbed the bank in
Brennan.

Well, you couldn't save time if you
stopped. You're not going to pursue much

that.

You're right. I should have stopped and
explained.

But in the meantime, the thief is
getting away.

I don't think so.

I think I got the thief right here.

Anyway, you match the description.

I don't look anything like him.

Oh, really?

Male, six foot three, dark hair, and a
leather jacket with a Chinese flag on

back.

Get in the car.

That's him.

He was in such a rush, he almost knocked
me down.

Well, that's the truth. I was after the
thief. You'll have your turn. Are you

sure this is the man?

No question about it.

Oh.

Was there anyone else?

No, just him.

Thank you. You can go.

Sure.

What? Am I awesome?

All she did was place me where I said I
was. She can't hold me on that. Hey,

you've got the right to remain silent. I
suggest you use it. Sheriff, this is

ridiculous.

Ridiculous? You think it's ridiculous to
arrest a suspect on eyewitness

testimony? That's not what I meant.

Oh, well, then maybe you think there's
something ridiculous about a woman being

a sheriff.

Of course not.

Then maybe it's me personally.

Do you find me ridiculous, mister?

Look, Sheriff, why don't you just check
my credentials with the Department of

Justice?

I'll do that.

I'll send a letter to Washington this
afternoon.

No, no, no, no. Do it by computer.

Can't do that. Why not?

Don't have a computer.

You're kidding.

Buck? Yo.

Book him.

Okay. Oh, no, no. Wait a minute. This is
unbelievable.

Unbelievable.

Sheriff's Office has confirmed the
arrest of a suspect in a recent string

bank robberies that have plagued much of
the Southwest.

Darian Lambert was arrested after an
eyewitness positively identified him as

man she saw fleeing the scene of the
latest robbery in Brennan.

Delicious.

And you evidently played your part
admirably.

I did everything just like you told me.
Did you get much money?

A few thousand more, but the money is
secondary.

What's important was framing Lambert.

What do we do next?

Well, there's a small savings in loan
not far from here.

Then I know Lambert didn't do it.

Exactly.

I thought the idea was to set him up for
a fall so we could get away clean. No,

no, no, no, no.

Getting away is not important.

Making Lambert dance to my tune, that's
important.

And I can't do that.

He's in jail.

Can I?

Visual mode, Selma. I need to see a
friendly face.

Not that friendly.

Better?

Much.

Selma, can you open that lock?

No, Captain. I cannot manipulate
primitive mechanical devices.

Great. I can't escape because the
security system is too backward.

Now, Morgan would have loved that if he
knew it.

My journal indicates that you have spent
more hours pursuing Morgan Pierce than

any of the fugitives you have captured.

That's just in this century.

There are many other dangerous fugitives
who could be apprehended more

efficiently. Some efficiency isn't
everything.

Is this another one of those guy things
that motivate you from time to time?

No, no, no. It's personal.

He's got Cody.

Captain, I... Someone is coming.

I was wondering if anybody was still
working here.

David.

Sheriff said to let you go.

How come?

You'll have to talk to her about that.

Sheriff? Not now, I'm busy.

Did you finally figure out who I am when
I say I am, Cal?

Look, you stranded me in this one -horse
town. I'm entitled to know what's going

on. What do you want to know?

Why'd you let me go?

Because somebody just robbed a savings
and loan in Stewartville and put

everybody to sleep.

Great. Let's go.

No, you're not getting in my car.

You disabled my car, remember?

Then I'll give you the name of a
reliable tow service.

Sheriff, unless you want to be charged
with obstruction of justice, you will

take me to that bank.

Get in the car.

Time track will continue.

Mrs. Beale, are you awake? Can you talk?
What happened?

Well, I was sort of hoping you could
tell me that.

Do you remember anything before falling
asleep?

A man pointed a strange -looking gun at
me. Now, did you get a good look at this

man? He had on a wide -brimmed hat. All
I saw was from nose on down.

So, let's bring Cedar County into the
20th century.

So, how are you feeling?

It's better now. Thank you. All right,
now I want you to go home and get some

rest. But the bank, it's my
responsibility. Don't worry.

My boys will lock it up good and tight.

All right.

I thought you might like to read this.

The truth, he is a federal marshal.

Captain, no less.

Well, that don't mean you're just going
to roll over and let him take this case

out from under us, does it?

Well, of course it does, Gerald.

You know I'm nothing but a fragile
desert flower, and I just let people

over me.

Lambert, we've got to talk.

Are we going to get into some kind of
jurisdictional hassle over this?

No hassle. Bank robbery's a federal rap.

Okay, so it's not good for us if I've
got no problem sharing it with you.

Well, thank you, Sheriff. You can start
by having my truck towed in and

repaired. Okay, I'll take care of it.
Good. I'll let you know if I need

else. Wait a minute. You'll do more than
that. This is my county, and nobody

pulls rank on me.

What are you looking for? A note. He
always leaves me one.

The bank robber leaves you a note?

Yeah. I play games. You might want to
read about him.

Lambert, how was your night in jail?

You'll have to tell me all about it.

Let's do lunch sometime.

I know a picturesque spot in Enclave D,
Section 21.

Oh, he's getting condescending.

Selma, visual projection mode. Give me a
contemporary map of the area.

Okay.

Now the same quadrant as it will be in
the 2190s.

Enclave D, Section 21, right about
there, near Clearwater.

It is 73 miles southeast of here.

Look at that.

Have you noticed something, Captain? I'm
just comparing the two maps.

Clearwater today is nothing but a bump
on the landscape.

But in our time, there'll be a waste
conversion plant employing thousands of

people.

Hey, Lambert.

I found the note. He said it for
Clearwater.

There's a bank in Clearwater. Trust me,
that's where we'll be. Wait, wait. He

left two notes. Yes,

Cody and I have become inseparable.

Don't tell me he's helping over a woman.

Cody isn't a woman.

I'm afraid to ask the next question.

Cody is responsible for knocking out the
bank tellers and the customers.

Gerald, call Sergeant Whitlow over in
Clearwater and tell him to meet us by

dam in an hour and a half and to bring
tactical gear.

You want me to follow you?

No, I want you to stay here, secure
things, and see what you can find out.

But, Jo Beth, we always work together.

Well, not today. I'm working with
Captain Lambert.

Interesting deputy.

Yeah, well, he's a better deputy than he
is a husband, I'll tell you that.

You're married to him?

Was.

You'd be surprised how charming and good
-looking Gerald can be after three

double margaritas.

I drink coffee now.

How long have you been chasing this
Morgan Pierce?

And why are you the only person that
knows his name?

Well, he uses a lot of aliases.

I get the feeling you're holding out on
me.

No, I'm not.

There's just not much to say about the
guy except that he is an insolent,

habitual criminal who robs banks and he
leaves people unconscious.

I thought you said Cody did that. Who's
Cody?

Not who.

What?

Thought he was my sidearm.

This Morgan guy got your gun?

That's right. A federal marshal let the
bad guy get his gun.

That's right.

What kind of gun puts people to sleep?

An experimental tranquilizer gun.

In the wrong hands, it's a formidable
weapon.

I guess you let it get into the wrong
hands now.

Now you know why I want this guy so bad,
so let's just drop the subject. No, no,

no, I'm interested.

Why haven't I ever heard of this weapon?

It's a classified project, so forget
about it.

Yeah, but it would be perfect for police
work. Why don't they release it?

It's too expensive to be practical.

Oh, how much?

Okay.

How about a million dollars?

A piece.

Oh.

Well, it always does come down to money.

Bring us up on the other side of town,
right by the Cedar Dam.

Unless Morgan knows he's back roads,
he's going to have to cross the dam, and

we'll be there to meet him.

Good work, Sheriff.

I'll do all right.

But don't think that Morgan Pierce is
just going to fall into our laps.

He's uncanny.

Sometimes I think that he has a thick
sense.

He's a burr up your butt.

Well, he's a pain in the ass, if that's
what you mean.

No, no, it's more than that.

He's got the Indian sign on you.

The what?

He's got you psyched out. You think he's
so special, and that's why he just

keeps flipping through your fingers.

I would have caught him if you hadn't
blown out my tire.

I don't know about that.

Not only did this guy get your gun, he
got your goat.

And until you shake this obsession that
you've got, he's just going to keep

jerking you around and leaving you those
silly little notes.

And staying a couple jumps ahead of you.

Is that so?

Well, I'll tell you something.

You're absolutely right.

No,

I let Morgan take the initiative.

He's not that damn smart. I was just
plain stupid.

Lambert, I'm impressed.

Not many people could admit something
like that.

great many people who admit they're
married to Gerald, either.

It's not right.

Me and Joe Beth are a team.

Well, she is a woman.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing. Only that Marshall's a good
-looking guy.

Smart -ass city jerk. He's not her
style.

What are they doing out there, anyway?

I heard them say the bank robber was
headed that way.

I don't know how to explain why she
wanted Whitlow to bring the tactical

It could be trouble.

I've got half the mind to go after her.
If she needed your help, she would have

asked for it.

You don't know her.

She's proud.

You've got to always prove how tough she
is. She ordered you to stay here and

investigate. Yeah, well, you can do
that.

I'm going to give her backup whether she
wants it or not.

You're making a big mistake.

visible and above all wait until he
pulls onto the dam and then come out

the seventh calf okay when you guys over
there and us here there's no way he's

gonna get off his dam

where

are we gonna hide this baby up in those
trees

Anything wrong?

A road like that, that could be a trap.

He's stopping.

Maybe he smells something.

Well, it's okay.

Driving a distinctive car like that
isn't so smart.

He's smart, but he's also arrogant.

What the hell is that?

It's Gerald!

Black disc in the back. Get it out.

What is it?

It's a little insurance.

Now, I want you to give it a twist.

And then we'll get past this bridge.
Right on the bridge. Lobby.

Hold on.

I'll go get us a room.

Why don't you try to make this thing a
little less expensive?

Beth,

I'm off. Sorry.

Sorry doesn't cut it, Gerald.

I was worried about you. Well, you
should be worried about your job now.

My job?

You blew an important operation.

Oh, honey. Now, don't, oh, honey me,
just go over there and start filling out

those reports.

All right.

Fuck. Darian, no.

Got to show you something.

What's that?

Come with me.

Good as new.

Even did a tune -up.

Well, thank you, Jobe.

Trying to outrun your roadblock wasn't
the smartest thing I've ever done, but

then again, I didn't know I was up
against Annie Oakley.

After seeing Morgan Pierce in action,
I'm beginning to understand how he could

drive you up.

Well, we almost had it.

I'm sorry about Gerald.

More guts than brain.

Guts run a bad thing in a car.

So what are you going to do now?

I'll pick up his trail, follow him.
Hopefully he'll make a mistake.

He's already made a mistake.

How's that?

Well, if he was smart, he would get as
far away from you as possible.

Not Morgan.

He can't stay away from the game.

See, but that's his mistake.

Don't you see? You already have a hook
in him.

Well, you're right.

He's not going anywhere.

That's why I just have to wait for him.

That's it.

Sheriff, is there somewhere around here
I can stay?

Well, I've got a couple of empty cells
in there.

If the door's not locked, it's pretty
comfortable.

You got one with a view?

Maybe.

I must be getting old.

Don't be silly. You were great.

What are you talking about this
afternoon?

I don't know. You were great then, too.

I'll never forget that explosion.

Kablowy! Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

But I almost walked right into his trap.

You didn't, though.

If they hadn't tipped their hand, we
would both be rotting in some primitive

lockup right now.

I've been in jail. It's not so bad.

Wouldn't you rather be in the Bahamas?

Are you serious?

I've been thinking about what you said.

About taking that prolonged vacation.

Oh, I'd love... And if it weren't for
Lambert, I'd just walk away from this

whole thing right now.

What's he got to do with it?

I just couldn't stand the thought of him
thinking I'd quit and run away.

What is it with you two?

Oh.

He's the only man who ever took me in.

When was that?

In a prior life.

A psychic once told me I was Marie
Antoinette.

Wouldn't surprise me.

Anyway,

I managed to escape from Lambert's
custody.

And I even stole his tranquilizer gun.

I love the way you got that. And ever
since then, he and I have had this

antagonism for one another.

If I could just... If I could just feel
that I could as a winner.

And what would it take?

Pulling off a big one right under his
nose.

I think I know how to do it.

I'm awake. I'm up.

Do you wish a slightly friendly face?

I'm always glad to see you, Selma.

Visual mode.

If I may say so, Captain, you are
showing remarkable patience in waiting

Morgan Pierce to reveal himself.

I'm just... listening to some good
advice from the sheriff.

She is an interesting woman, isn't she?

Formidable is more like it.

Captain, a report concerning Morgan
Pierce is coming through on the police

radio.

Captain Lambert.

Voice, Monsanto.

Sheriff wants to see you.

Clearwater Police just located Morgan's
sports car. Where?

It's out by the airport. It's on Route
16, about 20 miles from here. Let's go.

can't. It's not by my jurisdiction.

It's not outside mine.

Good luck.

Any sign of the driver? No.

How long has it been here?

It couldn't be too long. Engine's still
warm.

Anybody over there see anything?

We haven't checked yet.

Take care of him. Thanks.

Captain, behind those fuel tanks.

Are you all right?

I guess so.

What happened?

I don't know. A fellow waved something
at me and everything went green.

Was it this man?

Yeah.

Had a woman with him.

What did he want?

Never said nothing.

It's gone.

What? That jerk stole my chopper.

This is the only way to fly.

Well, yeah, for now.

Why didn't you tell me you could fly one
of these?

Oh, modesty is my curse, J .R.

Are you tracking them,

Selma? Yes, Captain. Which way are they
headed?

Bearing 275 degrees.

Right back to town.

I feel like Bonnie and Clyde.

Now, there's one big difference. They
ended up all shot full of holes.

We're going to the Bahamas.

Right.

How much further,

Selma? 14 .7 miles, Catherine.

We're not going to make it.

Summer, call ahead.

Get Joe Beth on the phone.

He's got to be going after the bank.

There it is, right down there.

Lambert, you're going to be late again.

I've got Joe Beth on the line.

I'm patching him through.

Great. Joe Beth.

Lambert, did you find Morgan?

No, but I know where he's going.

I'm afraid he's heading your way and
he's after the bank.

Well, how is he getting here without his
car?

He traded in his car for a helicopter.

A helicopter?

I just saw one. I'm on my way. Be
careful.

They're hitting the bank.

Get some backup and follow me in.

Everybody up against the wall.

Move it.

Move it.

I love doing that.

No, he's not.

Put down the rifle.

Good morning, Sheriff.

I suppose you happened to have brought
Captain Lambert along with you, did you?

I suppose you'd let me know if you had
anyway, huh? I'll tell you one thing. If

I don't get you, he will.

What? Your bed?

Up the stairs.

Hi. I got sweet Betsy.

Who's sweet Betsy?

My Winchester.

We got your gun this time.

Don't say it, please. I know I deserve
it, but please don't say it.

Look, I'll put out a statewide APB. That
chopper's got to land somewhere.

I don't suppose you have any kind of
aircraft around here.

The county went spring -flowing.

Yes, Selma.

Could we go in the roof, Captain?

I have a theory I want to check.

Roof it is.

No, Captain.

100 degrees to your right.

Okay.

Please press me into the tracks left by
the helicopter in the roofing material.

Yes, I was right.

Okay, what is it?

According to the depth of the tracks
left behind, the helicopter is now at

bottom end of its growth weight.

What are you talking about?

Subtracting the estimated weight of the
passenger, Morgan Pierce will run out of

fuel in three minutes.

That puts him within 30 miles of here.

On bearing 232 degrees.

Soma, I do love you.

Really, Captain.

It's going to have to land down there,
near those trees.

Why? I'm afraid we're out of gas.

Get in the truck. What? You want Sweet
Betsy back? Get in the truck.

There!

Selma, can you detect anything?

There is a minimal temperature
differential indicating they proceeded

towards the rocks at bearing 15 degrees.

There's a town they might head for about
five miles that way.

No.

They're up in the mountains waiting for
us.

How would they know we'd come?

Morgan knows what I'll do. Trust me,
he's up there.

That's far enough, Captain.

I feel more comfortable when you're
outside pellet range.

I'll split up.

You've changed, Morgan.

No more little notes.

You've got an accomplice.

Firearms. I hardly know you.

It's amazing what the love of a good
woman will do, isn't it?

We're going to settle down.

Right, and lead an honest life.

I wouldn't go that far.

We'll find a new game. Maybe something
in the bunco line.

Whatever you try, I'll find you.

I don't think so.

Because you're not leaving here alive.

That's six, Morgan.

You forgot how to count.

You could do me a favor, if you would,
Captain.

Why would I do that?

For old times' sake?

For stupid humanity, one future to
another?

For love?

What is it?

I'd like to say goodbye to Marcy before
you send me back.

Back? To the 22nd century.

Oh.

Well, you can put your mind at ease.

I'm not sending you back.

What? Not until you've served your time
here for all those bank robbers.

No, you can't possibly be serious about
that.

Do you have any idea what prison
conditions are like in this century?

I understand they still put convicts to
hard labor.

Breaking those big rocks into little
ones.

You can't do this.

Sure I can.

Have a nice 20 years.

Lambert, wait a minute. You come back
here.

Don't you leave me here!

Lambert!

Lambert!

Lambert! Moving on?

It's about that time.

I wanted to thank you.

For what?

Getting in your way and screwing up six
ways on Sunday?

We both did our share of that.

No, I meant I wanted to thank you for
helping me get my head on straight.

You're a good cop.

So are you.

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