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Ever wish you could live your last week all over again?

Well, my name's Frank B. Parker, and I do it all the time.

I work for a secret government project experimenting in time travel.

When things really get screwed up, I'm the guinea pig they send back to take

care of it.

The catch is, I can only go back seven days.

Chechnya, April 1999.

Near Belpart, June 1998.

The Harp Complex, 1997.

And, of course, Washington, D .C., that fateful day.

The death of... My brother.

This man killed my brother.

Frank Parker, NSA.

Every recent attack we have launched against the American government has been

stopped by him.

But that can't be possible.

Owen tells his other ones.

I began with surveillance tape.

then combine them with data ourselves obtained after each mission.

Finally, I ran a visual match program on our encrypted internet.

It is true.

Frank Parker is always there.

How does Mr. Parker get his info?

We don't know.

Or do you know where he's based?

Unfortunately, no.

Kurt believed in the restoration of our homeland to its proudest state.

Everything he died for has been continued deathly great.

You better.

I want him.

You will find it, man.

Contact Ivan Ivanov, the head of Jitson Syndicate in the U .S.

Have his organization go on full alert.

if and when Potter surfaces anywhere.

I want to know about it.

Yosef, come to bed.

In a moment.

Yosef, we will find Frank Parker and avenge Carl's death.

Cisco has died.

And why can't I go?

Because you'll embarrass everybody.

When have I ever done that?

L .A.

Oh, come on. I was undercover.

Parker, you jumped out of a cake with a stripper at a porn convention.

See, this is exactly the kind of thing that happens when your memory gets

erased. You have no idea what I was up against.

Oh, I think I've got an idea.

Frank, good.

Are you all right to leave at 0600?

What?

Olga's persuaded me. I'd like Frank to come with us to Washington.

Oh.

Well, it only seems right since Dr. Talmadge is being honored by the

of State that Mr. Parker be allowed to share in the moment.

Wouldn't you agree?

No.

So, what are you doing for the rest of the day?

I mean, since the ceremony isn't until tomorrow, I thought we could check out a

couple of monuments, maybe even catch a wizard's game. Oh, boy, you know, I

already committed to a meeting with some of Isaac's friends. They're working on

a really exciting project here.

How much? It's $18 .50.

Keep the change.

What about tomorrow?

Well, after Bradley's party, I might be available.

Frank Parker, you've been looking for.

I think we found him.

Come on, man, you know how long it takes to play the last five minutes of an NBA

game. Relax, will ya? It starts at eight, there's gonna be a toast, and

boring guy's gonna give the introductions.

That boring guy's the Secretary of State.

Whatever, just cover for me, will ya? All right, I'll do what I can.

I'll be up in the ballroom in time for Bradley's award, I promise.

101 to 101.

A minute 49 left in the contest.

After the timeout, I would go to Kobe for a baseline fadeaway jumper.

You know, have him pop out from behind the double baseline pick.

I mean, everybody's expecting him to pound the ball down low to Shaq, right?

Right. And do we really want him at the charity stripe with the game on the

line? Absolutely not.

Sorry for being so forward, but I just love the game.

Katrina Lenton.

Frank Parker.

I love basketball.

Of course, since our dead left shrimp is retired, I need a new hero.

Well, how about Dirk Nowitzki?

Oh, he's huge from the land of Trey, but I have doubts about him in the paint.

Oh,

this is just terrible.

Oh, I really should get going.

It was nice meeting you, but... The Lakers down by one and under a minute to

Got to see Kobe make that shot.

You know, I think my husband has had

too much to drink.

Do you think you could help me?

In addition to the sedatives, I've injected him with the next generation

serum. He will remember nothing but what he tells us. You'll be the absolute

truth.

I go back in time.

I don't understand.

Look, it's simple.

I get into a big blue ball and I go back in time.

A blue ball?

Yes, sir.

Powered by 100 octane alien technology.

It's not enough that he has killed my brother. Now he mocks me.

I gave him the maximum dose.

Now he has obviously been trying to reset even the most advanced

interrogation. He's good.

Oh, yeah, he's good.

Don't train him like that anymore. No, sir.

Just be back, huh?

To have your life taken away from you. You're safe. To have your neck snapped

like a dick to my brother. You're safe. Please.

You're safe.

If you kill him now, we will never learn that intelligent force. We will only

send another.

Give him another shot.

Yeah, give me another shot.

Sir, I hate to say I told you so, but you can't trust that bastard.

He should never have been allowed to leave the premises.

I doubt that Frank would come to Washington just to... To get drunk and

laid? Sir, I'd take that bet in Vegas any time.

No way Frank would just disappear.

Look, Nate, I want you to come to D .C. and take charge of the search

personally. Oh, I'm looking forward to it, sir.

of the alien fuel and its critical mass and... I don't know,

it's quite boring, really.

Where exactly is this project backstep?

My home base.

My home base. Stop it.

And how, Doctor, do you recommend we find this home base of his?

We don't.

Mr. Parker will lead us there.

This ship will essentially serve as a beacon.

I trust it will function better than your trip, sir.

Unlike the serum, this ship was designed solely by me.

It will be our breadcrumbs to lead us to his home base.

It's been almost five days since the plane carrying our U .N. ambassador

disappeared over the jungles of East Timor. The panel has ordered a backstep.

take it the ceasefire hasn't held.

Unfortunately not. Four more government outposts have been attacked by rebel

factions.

We're running out of time. You better get yourself ready, Craig.

Helmich? Well, sir, the good news is that I finally found him. The bad news

that his ass is grass.

Well, get him back here, now.

Yes, sir. I've always liked you.

Oh,

that's

home base.

There have been whispers about this place for some time.

Whispers? What goes on there?

No one is sure.

Can you venture a guess, doctor?

Experiments with alien technology.

Mr. Parker's project back then.

It could be.

Do you believe these rumors?

I am a scientist. It is my nature and my training to be skeptical.

But you know what they say.

What?

Rumors are often true.

Maybe Mr. Parker is telling the truth.

and this Project Backstab died in my brother's name.

Look, Ramsey, I know asking me the same damn thing ten different ways is classic

interrogation technique, but this is my story, and I'm sticking to it.

Lakers 101, Wizards 101.

149 to go, Laker ball.

A babe sits down next to me and says they ought to give the ball to Kobe for

baseline fadeaway jumper.

I think, good idea.

The next thing I see is your ugly push.

Why don't we just give Frank a couple hours with the digital artist program

try to get an ID?

Yeah, of a street hooker.

What'd you tell her, Parker?

Nothing, chickenhead.

Oh, of course not. How much dope did he have in him?

Enough. And this is enough, Nathan. Our imperative now is to stop the

ambassador's plane.

Get yourself ready to backstep, Frank.

You'll arrive less than an hour before the ambassador's plane is set to take

off. We need to make damn sure it stays on the ground. He's the only person that

both sides will listen to. Got it.

The whole stability of Southeast Asia depends on this.

Are you sure you're all right to backstep? I've had worse hangovers.

Everyone has their breaking point, Frank.

After all we've put you through, it's nothing short of miraculous that you're

still willing and able to get in that machine.

No one could possibly blame you if you reach your limit.

I'm fine.

And I can trust you to tell me if you do.

Absolutely, sir.

All right.

Let's get to work.

Reactor at 20%.

Reactor

at 30%.

What the hell?

What's going on? Alert, sir. Plane crossing.

My God.

What is it, Nathan?

An unidentified aircraft has reached our perimeter. It's not responding to radio

contact.

Shoot it down immediately.

Yes, sir. Target locked.

Missile away.

Reactor at 60%.

Wave resonance synchronized. Come on, let's go.

Yeah.

Damn.

Reactor at 80%. We got to

go, damn it. Get him out of here. Olga, we got to go now.

We're not up to full power.

Come on.

Reactor at 100%. Engage!

Thanks a lot.

Impossible. It has to be a mistake.

Perhaps it is not yours.

No. No mistake.

This is my implant.

Why is it activated?

I have no idea.

The chip is missing.

The beacon can only be activated by me if I put it in a subject.

A subject you don't remember implanting it in.

It's my signature signal. It can't be.

Where is the alleged subject?

Presently?

In a rural area just outside of Raleigh.

Then find him.

Thus far into the bowels of the land have we marched on without impediment.

A ride, a ride, my kingdom for a ride.

Conundrum.

Hey, Bradley.

Listen, I need a retrieval team. We got a real problem.

Ow.

Oh, my God.

Frank Parker.

Parker?

Parker? Son of a bitch.

Is there such a thing as divine intervention?

Perhaps with a Chechen cause.

Are you certain it's him?

Absolutely. He made a phone call using a code name and he requested a retrieval

team.

Stay there and deal with him.

No loose ends.

Hey, what's going on here?

Mr. Owsley?

The phone goes somewhere outside of Raleigh. Give me a sec. I'll give you

specifics. Well, there's obviously a problem. You better get there ASAP.

Both of you, go.

That is my chip.

I never believed them before, but perhaps the rumors are true.

What rumors?

American experiments in time travel.

There were similar programs in the old Soviet Union.

And?

To my knowledge, they were not successful.

You're a scientist, Dr. Rove.

Highly respected and highly paid.

And crackpot rumors are not acceptable!

Afternoon.

Sometime this morning... About, uh, what, 10 .42?

About 10 .42, there was a guy outside using the phone.

This man.

Although he's, uh, probably not quite the... put together did

you see him it's possible he might be wearing an orange

jumpsuit

We have them.

Two other members of his team.

Good.

But, Joseph... Yes?

I don't know how to tell you this.

Petra is dead.

I am convinced you are a time traveler, Mr. Parker, and...

With this drug, you will not lie.

Do I get a lollipop first?

Ouch.

Why must you kill everyone I love?

Huh?

Prajna?

What is your function with Operation Backstep?

I'm a chrononaut.

And what does a chrononaut do?

Fix things.

What kinds of things?

I don't know.

Accidents, terrorism.

I prevent these things from happening.

How? How do you prevent them?

Well, if you...

No, what's already happened? You just get into the big blue sphere and go back

and fix it.

Back in time.

Yeah.

Seven days.

Are there other chrononauts?

No, only me.

And you can change anything?

Anything that happened in the last week?

Yeah.

person back from the dead.

Wow.

But I can make sure they don't die.

Petra.

If you are to be believed, I can save my Petra's life.

I want you to take me to your sphere.

Take me to your sphere?

Oh, that's good.

Sorry, I'm a little loopy from... What the hell was that you gave me?

It was specially developed in Chechnya.

Oh, yeah, right, right.

I bet you miss the good old days, don't you? Just like your brother.

Don't mention my brother.

Yeah, I've been to Chechnya a bunch of times.

Armpit of the former USSR.

Enough. Enough of the gangsters and whores. You can't even get a... You

If you dare to disparage my country, my woman, I'll kill you.

Don't do it, you weak son of a bitch.

Joseph, no.

No.

We need him.

Dr. Vukovich is still as an answer. It's just the same. The party you're trying

to reach is outside.

Zip it, weird sleep.

What the hell is that place? A freaking black hole?

Send in a Delta team. Yes, sir.

I'm amazed at my cheap hardware.

Hey, Boris.

Somehow I don't think you're going anywhere.

The jet is waiting to take us to Nevada.

Good. Bring them out.

Alexei, David!

How much do they know?

Oh, man.

We're just going to take them to a cell?

I wasn't fond of the alternatives.

I want all the technical details.

What has given you the ability to navigate the space -time continuum?

Yes, well, we make extensive use of alien technology.

Well, if it weren't for them, I don't know where we'd be.

The aliens.

Yeah, that's right.

I see. So, they helped you design this time machine, and now they've gone back

to their planet.

Uh, no, no. They're actually quarters at the base.

So what happens once I'm in the sphere?

Uh... Go ahead.

Well, you'll experience a representation of the days going backwards.

I don't feel like you're in a blender.

Where does it land?

Well, that's the thing.

You never know.

Yes, we're still working off the bugs.

You have business here?

I think we do.

We got trouble, sir.

Now I guess we know what happened to them.

Tell whoever is in charge that unless we gain entry, these three will die.

That's Joseph Presneff.

Perhaps their lives are not worth enough.

We also have a nuclear device with which I will not hesitate to blow us all to

hell.

We have 30 seconds.

20 seconds.

We can't let them in.

If we get them in here, we've got a chance.

We won't have a chance to do anything except whatever that bastard wants.

Fifteen seconds.

Sir, open the gate. If you do it, then Backstep is over. It's over if he

doesn't. He says they have a nuclear device.

And I believe it.

Fine.

Let them in.

Yes, sir. Open the gate.

What do you want?

I want to backstab.

Why? Does it matter?

What I'm told is true. You'll have no recollection of what I said once I go.

Humor me.

This man killed my brother.

My lover is also dead because of him.

I cannot do anything about the first, but I will reverse Petra's murder.

Oh, and, uh...

Lest any of you want to be heroes, I call your attention to the device in Dr.

Rugo's hand.

It is a detonator to the nuclear warhead which will activate immediately if he

releases pressure.

Do we understand each other?

I'll take it as a yes.

Dr. Rugo. I need more time to study.

We have no time to waste.

Who here can launch that?

Dr. Vukov?

No!

Dr. Vukovic, Mr. Ramsey, please go into the control room with Mr. Owsley.

Yes, sir.

What has it come out of?

This wave. Waves!

There are some issues that you need to be aware of. What issues?

The alien fuel source takes seven days to regenerate. We're not even close.

We've never left this early. It's a disaster in the making. I'm not waiting.

What else?

We've lost more than a dozen chrononauts in this program. Frank is the only man

to ever consistently survive.

Back step.

Sometimes barely, but hey, going early may be like your brain scrambled.

Then there are technical skills that take time to learn. I won't need to.

He's coming with me. That's impossible.

The sphere was designed for only one pilot.

We'll make do.

Then I'll kill him.

How many times have you worn this?

I really only break it out for special occasions.

How many pictures might have existed if it weren't for you?

Huh?

How many can I influence now?

You gotta survive the Mixmaster first.

Seven days, back in town.

I'll have knowledge no one else on earth shares.

Too bad.

Probably don't follow a lucky lotto, do you?

Just a standing room only, pretzel baby.

Reactor at 30%. How does the machine work?

Well, when they say engage, I engage.

And me?

You?

You can put your head between your legs and engage your sorry ass goodbye.

Reactor at 80%.

90%. 100%. I can't do this. You realize they won't survive this. Do it now or

you will die.

We will all be dead.

Wake up!

Wake up!

Engage! Engage!

If they so.

Open.

It's the Rugo.

My men.

They're not here.

Perfect landing.

Hardly ever happens. Then Petra has the life.

Oh, sure. She's right over there.

Say hi to your brother for me.

My God, Frank, what the hell happened here?

Is that Joseph Pretzner? Yeah, I hate backseat drivers. Listen, Bradley, a

carrying our U .N. ambassador is going to crash in the jungles of East Timor.

He's supposed to broker a ceasefire.

I think you better do it by conference call.

I'll let the Secretary of State know.

That must have been one hell of a backseat.

Oh, yeah.

I don't understand.

The signal is getting closer.

No, no!

Frank Parker.

I don't believe it.

How do you keep stopping us?

Just lucky, I guess.

You lose in overtime, babe.

Well, we've learned how they tracked you down in the previous timeline.

The X -rays show a tiny chip in the back of your head right about here.

They low -jacked me? Yes, and until we remove it, you are at security risk.

on. In the back of my head?

Yes, you can't feel it?

No. You sure about that?

Mm -hmm.

Shouldn't I go to the hospital or something? We're perfectly capable of

care of you right here.

Besides, you know, I've always wondered what was inside that head of yours at

the park. You sure about that?

You've got a lot of secrets. I've seen you naked.

What? No, you haven't.

Sure, that time you were in the tub with the rose petals.

Oh, yes. You know, I haven't forgiven you for that, you know.