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you're about to be letting on the most
highly classified data america holds we

have a device that can allow us to send
one human being back in time

So the situation we cause is this.

The president bombs Iraq to stop him
from bombing the Kurds, who they hate.

in the bombing, there's this 10 -year
-old Iraqi kid who doesn't hate anybody.

He doesn't know a squat about
international affairs.

All he knows is he's getting a new bike
for Christmas, which he's looking

forward to.

And that little kid gets killed in the
bombing ordered by the president we

saved. So he doesn't get his bike, his
family grieves, and the bike

loses his bail.

So, Mr. Parker, your point is that you
disapprove of the president's bombing of

Iraq, right?

I don't know. Maybe if he hadn't bombed
them, the Iraqis would have gotten

feisty and shelled a few Kurdish towns,
killing another 10 -year -old kid, this

time a pretty little Kurdish girl.

And what's sad is that had she lived,
she was so pretty, she'd someday go to

Hollywood, become an international movie
star, and give Jimmy, my little boy,

now a teenager, a warm little stirring
in his groin when he sees her in a

on a movie screen somewhere, all of
which I personally don't think is such a

thing. No, I'm in agreement with you. So
what you're saying is that with

backstep, we're damned if we do and
damned if we don't.

I don't know.

Maybe we're damned for even having given
ourselves the option for a back step in

the first place because sometimes we're
getting into God's work, ladies and

gentlemen.

If you can live with that.

Cool.

He might have missed a couple of shock
treatments before he left Hanson Island.

These things are destined to be
destroyed.

Left before the pizza came.

I think I'll pass.

Wise choice.

So, uh, were you serious about God's
work?

Those doubts you seem to be having?

I guess I have trouble with the fate of
the world hanging on snap decisions made

by a divorced alcoholic former mental
patient who can't even get his own life

together, let alone... Well, ever think
about it that way?

Yes, I have.

Make you sleep any easier at night?

God help me, Mr. Parker, but knowing
you, I actually think it does.

Blind faith.

Hey, Tonto.

What are you doing in this part of town?
I guess you don't have a reservation.

Looks like we got ourselves a cigar
store in the Indian.

It looks like it's made out of wood.

And you know what you do with wood,
don't you?

You burn it.

You know, it wasn't about about that.

We've just been invited to Dr. Messer's
granddaughter's birthday party.

Rebecca? Yes.

What's wrong?

Ever since I was nice to her at the
Christmas party, I've been getting these

-mail messages with little hearts and
stuff on them.

Aha!

She has a crush on you. Crush?

More like a grade school version of
fatal attraction.

Well, I'm sure you'll find a deft way of
sidestepping it.

I don't want to go to a dumb party
anyway.

Just because a little girl has a crush
on you.

It's not just her. I'm sick of shot
talk.

I could use some time alone.

You really are having a crisis of faith,
aren't you? Besides, Saturday's my one

free day.

And Sunday?

Hangover day. Doesn't count.

The Menteners have a beautiful new pool,
and I just bought myself a new string

bikini. I'm not a very good swimmer,
though, so if there's no lifeguard

Wait a second.

Did you say string bikini?

Hot pink.

Man's gotta put his faith in something.

Hey, buddy.

girls in the whole world.

Thanks, Grandpa.

Is Mr. Parker here yet? He'll be here
soon, Rebecca.

Let's go find the other kids.

Oh, nice threads, Parker.

Good to see you, gentlemen. You too,
Ramsey.

Hey, Frank.

Hey, nice look, Frank.

Not much good in the present, is it?
Parker, nice of you to come.

Nice of you to wear your swimsuit.

Oh, well, uh...

along, didn't you?

Champagne, sir?

Better bring the rest of the bottle, I
think.

Let me guess.

Birthday party.

Sir Becca, she... Yeah, she's nine.

How'd you know?

Well, because it's my birthday today,
too. And on your birthday, you have

special powers.

Magic wands.

Didn't know you had it there, did you?

No. Oh, watch this.

Now, this is a magic straw.

Cool.

What's that, a friend of yours?

Looks like you shop at the same store.
Very easy. I don't care what he wears.

As long as he keeps her occupied, I'm
happy.

Oh, could I get some punch, please?

Oh, yeah. Since it's your birthday, too.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Ladies first.

Happy birthday.

Thanks. Wait, can we do some more magic?

Well, I think we'll have to wait on it.
Please show us more.

Bye. Amazing maneuver, Simon.

Oh, girls.

Parker wants to play hide and seek.

Mr. Parker?

Hello, Isaac.

Surprised I'm alive?

Oh, yes, it's really me.

James Rance.

How long did you search before you gave
up on me?

We searched. We searched in every way
until we couldn't search any longer.

And then continued with the project.

Oh, yes, it's been a great success.

Can't wait to show you what we've done.

But what happened to you? Where have you
been?

I was at university.

University? Well, there's no university
you'd know.

No timid old man passing on mathematical
formulas capable of destroying in an

instant all that spirit has perfected
over the millennia.

I don't understand.

I'm talking about the bottomless pit of
your perversity, Isaac.

I want to know where a man finds the
arrogance to reject the natural order

try dominating it.

I should have pity. You didn't go to the
university. I did.

The tuition wasn't cheap, but the reward
was profound. I got my soul back,

Isaac.

The one you ripped out of me.

James, I know that whatever you've been
through has been traumatic, and we do

have a responsibility.

This much over and you'd be dead.

What do you want?

It's been a blast, Isaac, but I gotta
split.

Mind if I grab a cold one from the road?

Frank, this man is... There you are. Oh,
hi.

Grandpa, James was showing me some
really cool magic tricks.

Oh, did he? No longer is in here. Well,
well, gotta go. Frank, you're one of

Rebecca's favorites.

And she'd be terribly disappointed if
you didn't stay for the cake.

No, it's okay, Grandpa. If only James
can stay, he can show us some new magic

tricks. Oh, of course I can.

Women can be so fickle.

Hey, tell me about it.

Catch you back at the ranch, Doc.

Happy birthday, Beck.

James, whatever your problems, leave her
out of it.

I'm afraid she's already deeply
involved.

Grandpa, I feel funny.

What did you do to her?

Hey, Frank.

Nice party.

Sure, if you're 8 or 80.

I hear you've been having some doubts
about the program.

Serious ones?

Olga's been blabbing again, right? No.

Ride with me back to the base. I want to
show you something.

You've been holding out on me.

I could dig hanging out here.

Well, I didn't think you'd want the
constant reminder.

These are the men who came before you.

Each one died in an early backstep
attempt.

They gave their lives for this project,
Frank.

And paved the way for you.

Good men all.

Brave men.

She's feeling the effects of the poison
now.

If she doesn't get this antidote soon,
she's going to join the world of the

spirits.

You bastard.

Dr. Mentnor, you're not usually here on
Saturdays.

No, but I have an old friend that...
Well...

Good day, Doctor.

No explorer has ever been able to
predict the impact of their discoveries,

Frank. And exploration is never cheap.

But it's inescapably human to keep
exploring anyway.

This is dirty pool, Bradley.

And if we're ever able to reveal Project
Backstep publicly, Frank, you'll be our

Neil Armstrong.

One small backstep from then, huh?

You'll be the one who took us to the new
world.

Rebecca, how did you get here?

Grandpa and James sent me here to play.

James who?

That James.

That's not possible, honey.

Yes, it is.

Where's Grandpa now?

In the room with all the big TVs.

I want to go home. My tummy feels
terrible.

You probably just had too much cake.

You sit here and wait for us to come
back, all right?

Okay.

They didn't have any cake.

It's me who won't launch without a
pilot, you know.

Oh, there will be a pilot.

Power it up, Isaac.

The hangar's been locked down. Get
someone who can cut it open.

Not sure we have time.

There's a back way in.

There isn't a back way.

You're not the only one with secrets
around here, Bradley.

Get in, Doctor. You're going to be the
last chrononaut.

Games, no.

Without a qualified pilot, the mechanism
will blow the kingdom come.

Exactly.

Now, either that or your granddaughter
never sees another sunrise.

Get into what you've created, Isaac, as
I once had to.

What's going on?

James Rance is back from the dead.

Rance? He's here. He's got Isaac in
there with him.

Rebecca?

Are you all right?

I want my grandpa.

Why are you doing this, James?

You're a patriot, not a murderer.

When your brain turns to jello and your
insides become your outsides, maybe

you'll have some glimpse of the truth
I've seen.

Frank, don't. If you hit him, Rebecca
will die.

What's going on here, Isaac?

I'm a man between two worlds.

Together, the doctor and I are going to
see what the next one holds.

Should you be up?

How is she?

We've never seen a toxin like this
before.

There's a viral pattern, some odd
bacterial qualities as well.

What's that mean to Rebecca?

Her vital signs are very poor, without
an antidote.

I'm afraid there's little hope.

So how about it, Ballard?

Can we rebuild?

Make it backstop?

Oh, get real.

There's nothing left to rebuild.

Oh, yeah? And who made you the expert?

I'm afraid he's right. With what's left
in there, it could take years.

The reactor's melted. So we should just
give up.

We should just give up, right?

Look, it's over, Parker.

The whole damn thing.

Maybe you finally got what you want.

It's okay if you want to join me.

I could tell you I'm respecting your
privacy, but the truth is I don't know

I want company.

Olga told me you went to see Claire
Mentner.

I've had some tough duties in this job,
but they all pale compared to today's.

Maybe we were playing God here. Maybe
this was our punishment.

I may have had doubts, but when
Rebecca...

When I think of

Isaac...

That

bastard, I should have... What is it,
Frank?

Whatever happened to Rance's fear?

It was destroyed when he backstepped 12
years ago.

You found it? You're positive it was
destroyed?

No, we never did find it.

Security tapes gave it squat.

Rance didn't say or do anything that
would tell us where he'd been all these

years. What about the dart he used on
the guards? Shouldn't get that at Kmart.

Yes, of course. We're analyzing it,
looking for clues to its origin.

If the dark can tell us where he's been,
if just possible, there'll be a sphere

there as well.

Yeah, and I'm sure it'll be in great
shape, too. Those things were never in

shape back then. They were death
-trapped.

But I didn't say we shouldn't try.

All right, look.

From now on, no more bleak speculation.

Not a single negative thought.

We have seven days to do this.

Minus five hours and counting.

Spectroscopy showed organic fibers that
were used to adhere sections of the dart

together. It was determined that the
organic fibers come from tropical

vegetation found exclusively in this
region of the southern hemisphere.

The magnetic sweepers haven't scored any
hits yet.

What about the satellites?

They picked up a spear shake for a split
second there, but there's so much iron

ore around here, it confuses them.

We have less than three days left.

I think we should start hooping it. It's
almost morning.

What, a ground search in this jungle?
Are you crazy?

Certifiable. When you see a good spot,
set her down.

I'll come with you. I'll gun John. We'll
set up a base camp.

We'll keep a light on for you.

Keep trying.

I haven't found anything yet.

We're going to need some real luck.

Fuck.

We could be five feet from the Titanic
in this mess and not know it. Come on,

Ramsey. We only got eight more square
mile of jungle to cover.

You know this?

He recognizes the tattoo.

Yes,

yes, yes. Where? He came in a sphere.
Shut up, buddy. Shut up.

Come on.

Honey! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Back off now.

I'm going to be fine, really.

We'll be back at base camp, Frank. Ready
to go.

Okay, all right.

Our hunter found Ram after the night of
the great light.

His mind was childlike, but his soul was
wise.

He became my apprentice, and he became
one with the spirits who

gave him power.

But he killed people, including an
innocent.

A nine -year -old girl.

All power carries great danger.

It can easily be misused.

then my work your work your soul was

given its calling long before your birth
be at peace

but to continue i need to find the old
sphere the one that

rance once used does it still exist see

The magic of Ram is strong.

But with your courage and my blessing,
your magic will be stronger.

12 hours.

Personally, I think we ought to send in
52s with defoliant and just clear out

the whole godforsaken jungle.

Oh, that's an interesting plan. Just
burn it all down, including the sphere.

Ow!

Conundrum to base.

Do you read?

Yes, Conundrum, we read. Where the hell
are you? Did you find the spheres?

I'm at 4 degrees, 15 minutes south.

Four minutes west.

How far is that from... You.

Hold on.

We're about three clicks from you.

Mr. Parker, are you alright?

Yeah.

I'm not sure I'm gonna be.

What the hell does that mean?

Right here's fine. Oh, as you wish, my
son.

What's your estimate, John?

There's more vines in that thing than
wires.

Right. I'd have to install a completely
new pulse ignition system.

Right. The entire structure needs to be
reinforced.

So does my aching back.

What if we can't do that and a whole lot
more in the next 29 hours and 16

minutes? It won't matter a damn anyway.

Right.

It's okay.

Well, this is how NASA started, right?

Monkey in a tin can.

God be with you, Frank.

Come on, Paul. Give me a hand here with
the Dolly Lamer.

The coordinates reset should get you
near NNL, but the controls are a bit

forgiving.

Hey, if Rance made it in this beast, so
can I. But, um, if something should

screw up, kiss my memorial once in a
while, will you?

I can do better than that, Mr. Parker.

Are we ready to go, Doc?

Ready as water, D.

Let's fire it up.

Okay, here goes.

How brilliant I am. This might actually
work.

Reactor at 80%.

Reactor

at 100%. Engage.

Happy rebirth day, Rebecca.

Cutting power.

What's going on?

Disconnect the force.

Good heavens.

Let's hope so.

This is impossible.

Gage, Mr. Parker, and Gage!

Gage!

Dr. Mentnor, you're not usually here on
Saturday.

Give the antidote to the child. Not
until you get me to the sphere.

Let him go, Rance.

I met your teacher, Rance. This isn't
what he taught you.

So you backstepped.

You know this can't happen.

You're right, all this has been.

I've seen things you haven't, Rance.

There is a higher order.

It will be okay if your heart is pure.

James, I'm sorry for what happened to
you.

Not only were you valiant, you were like
a son to me.

You must have compassion.

You must forgive.

I don't know, Isaac.

I really don't know.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday. We got your cake.

Hey, you should take some lessons from
this kid.

Do you know any magic, Frank?

Well, more than anyone else in the
world, my dear.

Happy birthday,

honey.

Happy birthday.

Thanks.

We never should have given up looking
for him. No, Isaac, come on. I guess we

were all so eager to take advantage of
the knowledge we'd gained and move on.

James Rance got lost in all that.

I saw some wild stuff in the jungle.
What we do, it's just a drop in the

bucket. When you build bridges into the
unknown, some people are going to get

hurt.

What keeps you coming back?

Maybe I'm hoping Olga will come around.

Or maybe I'm afraid it's all a dream and
if I ever wake up, I'll be back in a

straitjacket on Hanson Island.

Perish the thought, Frank. Perish the
thought.

This one seems surprisingly calm.

Yeah, usually they get all worked up.

Crazy stuff he was talking about,
though.

So what else is new?

One guy claimed that Santa Claus was a
secret government project.

Well, how about the guy who said the
president was a clone?

Hey, that guy made sense, though.

Still, this one really seemed to believe
what he was saying.

Well, they all do when they first come
here.

Yeah, you're right. I mean, a time
machine?

Come on.