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

Well, my name's Frank V. 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.

Catch is, I can only go back seven days.

Sir, this is getting totally out of control. He is renting Maseratis. Gotta

fast when I'm on a mission.

There are only so many of these charges that I can bury in $1 ,000 crappers

before the budget snoops smell the stink.

Don't like your job? Maybe you should quit.

See, sir, all I ask for is a little consideration. Sir, I bust my butt to

the world, and he whines about it. What if I'm in some hotspot and need to grab

a chopper or a jet fighter?

A jet fighter? I'm talking hypothetically, okay?

There's no such thing as a hypothetical jet fighter.

That's enough!

Whoa, tripping on the playground, huh? He's the one. Stop it.

Now.

What is it, Craig?

Pakistani intelligence satellite was just blown out of orbit, sir.

By one of our strategic missiles, sir.

That's not FDI's gig. Well, it's been hijacked.

Whoever did it can crack some serious code.

So far, NASA hasn't been able to regain control or deactivate it. Can't they

bring it down with a couple of ballistic rockets?

That's why they call it missile defense, Einstein.

All right, we're going to yellow alert. Keep me up to the minute.

Oh, and Frank, you'll keep the titanium card for now, but Nate has a delicate

budgetary task, which he performs extremely well.

If you can't respect that, I'll have to start docking you for extravagances. Is

that clear?

Yes, sir.

3 a .m.

must be pretty important.

You better be Armageddon.

Don't tell me you sleep in those.

What I sleep in you will only dream about, Mr. Parker. Actually, I was

dream. We were eating this pickle and... Must be a back step, huh?

Weren't you in bed young man?

No, I mean it's only 3 a .m.

I guess it is Armageddon. The emperor has no suit.

Is this about the rogue satellite, Bradley?

NASA's tracking its new southerly path.

Still no indication of who controls it or what their purpose might be.

Excuse me.

Steak out the taco town tonight, Bradley?

Sir?

So small and beautiful and fragile.

And now one more deluded lunatic wants to destroy it.

What the hell's the matter with humanity?

Are you all right, Bradley?

I was going to be a professor of literature, you know.

Like my father.

All those grand books.

The musty smell of his study when I was a kid is to curl under his desk,

reading poetry for hours.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep and miles to go before I

sleep.

And miles to go before I'm class

dismissed.

Hold him back. Hold him back.

His pulse and respiration are strong.

So is his breath.

He's drunk.

I've just been speaking with Bradley. I hope you kept your voice down.

Yeah, brought him a bloody marriage.

It's more than a hangover, gentlemen.

Olga's running some tests, but it appears that Bradley's had an emotional

breakdown. You're kidding.

He had some stock market losses recently.

And his lady has left him.

Bradley's got a girlfriend?

I know it's difficult for you two to believe that he has a personal life.

Unfortunately, he's never confided in anyone.

Not even me.

Fellas, just come to visit the boss.

No visitors.

Okay.

What's going on?

Is that Frank?

Let him in.

Hey, come on. What the hell's going on here?

Perhaps we should keep this between us, Dr. Talmage.

The fate of the world has rested in that man's hands more times than you can

count.

Whatever you've come to say, you can say in front of him.

Let him in.

How you doing, Bradley?

Frank.

Olga.

This is Ms. Norton and Mr.

Sackheim.

Special liaisons with the NSA backstep panel.

Well, you could have just sent flowers.

Well, I'm assuming that they're not here just to wish me well.

We do wish you well, Doctor.

Unfortunately, we also have a job to do.

Bradley Talmadge, by order of the National Security Agency's backstep

are hereby relieved of duty until further notice.

You gotta be kidding.

Isn't this a little bit premature?

There's a good chance of reinstatement, but first you'll be transferred out for

psychological evaluation.

Well, I actually am conducting tests of my own here. Which we appreciate,

Doctor.

But we'd prefer independent testing.

Look, we're already on standby for that runaway satellite.

Let's just backstep now, and I'll make sure we fix Bradley's, uh, situation,

too. The panel considered that option.

The vote was four to three again, sir.

They believe seven days just isn't enough time to deal with the root of the

problem. Then they're the ones who need psych testing if they think this program

can work without Bradley.

No one man is indispensable here, Mr. Parker.

An interim director has already been approached.

What the hell for?

Bradley's fine.

God damn it!

You know what? I really think he needs his rest now. Please.

Meeting at the interim director's office, Parker.

Are you guys here?

Oh, yeah. And he's already shaking things up.

You're looking at the new chief of security.

You're kidding.

Ramsey's out?

Oh, yeah.

Who would have known?

Ah, no.

Good morning, Parker.

Late again, as usual.

You're the interim director?

I've been called to serve, yes.

Join us.

Now, I don't need to say how sorry I am about what happened to Bradley.

I'd lay down my life for that man, as I'm sure any of us would.

But sometimes in life, you've just got to accept the cards that have been dealt

to you and move on.

I know we've had our differences, but I also know that you are the best in the

world at what you do.

And I am damn proud to be your new director.

That doesn't mean there won't be some changes, however.

Parker, hand over your titanium card, please.

What? On second thought, you can just keep it. I've already canceled the

account. Craig, here's one with your name on it. As our new number one

chrononaut, you're going to need it.

Now, I know Parker served us in the past in his way, but I need a team player

that I can count on 24 -7. And in my mind, Craig's the man.

Uh, sir, with all...

Due respect, Captain Donovan, I must point out that his pain threshold is no

match for Mr. Parker's.

You know, Doctor, if I'm not mistaken, your job is to make sure our chrononaut,

any chrononaut, is fit to fly the sphere.

Now, if you don't think you're capable of doing that, I'll find someone who is.

I advise you to tread cautiously, Ness.

I intend to, sir.

As you all know, the NSA panel will have us under very close scrutiny for the

next few weeks.

but I intend to call them like I see them.

Now I know why they say kill the umpire.

Lip all you want, Parker, because as soon as I find a backup for Donovan,

out of here.

That's all, team.

Dismissed.

Where are they sending you, Bradley?

That's confidential, even for me, I'm afraid.

I'm sure he won't be gone for long. I know they're going to reinstate you.

Frank, men in my position who display the symptoms that I have don't get

reinstated. Yeah, but... Nor should they.

Look, we're going to backstab if that satellite hijacker does something crazy,

right? And if he doesn't, well, maybe we'll just have to take the spirit out

a little unauthorized spin.

Frank? Promise me you won't do anything harebrained and get yourself permanently

canned. I'm not going to sit around while you get screwed over, sir. We need

you. And this program, the world, needs you.

Despite what Nate may think.

You've got to remember that. You've got to.

No matter who's in charge.

It's been an honor serving with you, Bradley.

And with you, Frankie.

Good luck.

Jai Bhadra Mahakali Jai Bhadra Mahakali Jai Bhadra Mahakali

Jai Bhadra Mahakali

Jai

Bhadra Mahakali

Now obviously Pakistan isn't too happy about having a chunk of their real

blown halfway to Tibet.

They're accusing us of using that satellite ourselves to punish them for

nuclear tests.

Ludicrous. Why would somebody want to blow up a barren mountain anyway?

Lousy aims, my guess.

You think they're trying to nail Islamabad?

Well, that's what my money's on.

Now, that hawk is going to fly over it again in about 21 hours, but we're not

going to wait around here and let Darth Vader have another shot at slaughtering

innocent civilians.

Come on, buddy. I'll help you suit up. No, hold on. Nobody said anything about

back step.

Yeah, but you just said that... I said we're not going to wait around.

Mr. Owsley, NASA's had trouble cracking the hijackers' control codes. I

volunteered your help, so get on the horn with them pronto.

Yes, Master.

Hold it right there, son.

I never thought I'd see the day that I missed John Ballard. But at least he had

some concept of the importance of this job.

Now, do you understand that lives are at stake here, son?

Yes, sir.

Well, from now on, you're going to treat your colleagues, your commander, and

this situation with the respect they deserve.

Do you read me?

Yeah.

And you're going to wear some decent clothes from now on. This is not a two

-life crew concert.

I want you to run a complete systems check on the sphere in case we wind up

backstepping. Of course.

Donovan, I want you gearing up in the simulator.

You got it.

I've been exploring new ways to ease pilot stress during backstep.

Different techniques, which, by the way, are showing great early promise.

Very good. Write that up for me later, okay? I already have.

Oh, thank you.

Kiss ass.

Not so fast, Parker.

What's this?

Intel on every person with a possible beef against Pakistan that also worked

our SDI program.

Mostly Indian -born scientists that worked for NASA or their suppliers.

I want a top ten list on my desk in two hours.

Well, come on. There's got to be a thousand pages here.

1 ,806.

But you've got a photographic memory, Kodak boy. Start clicking.

Your intel savvy led our boys straight to the hijacker, Nathan.

Well, I believe in pursuing every angle before wasting precious backstep fuel,

sir. Keep this up and you might get the director's job permanently.

Well, that would be a real honor, ma 'am. Of course, for the panel to

consider that option, you'd really have to knock their socks off.

Well, I do have some ideas.

Huh.

Let's try something a little hipper.

I've been going through our records, and I can't seem to find any progress

reports on what you've been doing with that alien junk in the basement.

Oh, that's because Bradley and I always discuss these matters on an informal

basis. Well, that kind of puts me in a bind when I need to know what you and

Owsley have in the pipeline.

I mean, what the heck have you guys been up to?

Exploring other applications for the technology, of course.

So what'd you come up with?

Uh... Well, I'm still kind of playing catch -up with Dr. Ballard's research

developing new apps. That kind of thing takes years.

That's not good enough.

We can do better, gentlemen.

Now, I need some dynamic, forward thinking here.

And I need it fast.

Scientific advances don't always occur on a schedule, mate. Well, they do now.

Now, I want a timetable for major advancements in this program on my desk

noon tomorrow.

What? Either I get results, or you're going to be back popping zits with your

geek pals, and the good doctor here will be tending his zinnias full time.

That's an order, gentlemen.

Good day.

Where do you think you are, Club Med?

Bug off, Ramsey. Even you've got to let me exercise.

You never know when you may need to call me out of retirement.

After perusing my blue ribbon roster of replacement, a snowball has a better

chance in hell.

So unless you want to exercise in lockdown until I dump you, you better

to security and fill out the proper forms.

Forms for what?

New policy.

You don't take a leak unless I know about it.

And, speaking of leaking...

You're on a drug testing schedule starting today, so fill her up.

Go on.

Isaac, we gotta talk. This Ramsey era bites.

Well, I wouldn't put it in those words, exactly.

Okay, sucks.

How a guy who grew up hating his bullied dad could turn into one with his first

taste of power.

It's a classic syndrome, actually.

Bottom line, we've got to get Bradley back.

Oh, I agree.

And that's why I've been lobbying discreetly the NSA panel.

I believe they're about to reverse the vote and give Bradley a second chance.

Oh, that's wonderful.

But you're not sure they're going to go for it.

Signs are encouraging.

Look, we've only got three days left in our back step window to fix this. Are we

really going to trust Bradley's fate to a bunch of politicians who didn't even

have the common decency to tell him where they were sending him?

What do you propose we do, Frank?

Grab the sphere and go.

Whatever gets me out of wearing a tie.

If we get caught, we'll all be banned from the program.

Oh, well, I suppose we won't be much use to Bradley then, will we? There is no

program without Bradley. He keeps this thing in balance. And Isaac, he's your

best friend.

Please, let me do it my way.

Diplomacy is our best hope.

Yeah, that's what the British Prime Minister said before Hitler invaded

Wanted to see me, Mr. Ramsey?

Yes, yes, come in.

Oh, Ronnie.

Bed, Ronnie.

He's very obedient.

Well, once he knows who's top dog, the rest is just a snap.

Please, sit down.

I've been reading your report on pilot stress reduction.

Very good work.

Oh, thank you.

Of course, it's rudimentary at this point, you know.

Oh, of course.

Tomorrow, you've got a big meeting off -site with some budget bigwigs.

And I'd like you to be there.

Well, I'm sure you know Dr. Mentner has always presented the scientific aspects

of the program.

Mentner has his hands full.

And before too long, he's going to retire.

And I thought that this might be an opportunity for you to really show your

stuff. Maybe we can expand your responsibilities here sometime in the

Um, Mr. Ramsey, I'm a little bit confused.

Yesterday you seemed to suggest that my future here was in question.

No, no, no.

Please.

Um... Dr.

Vukovic, it's not that I like putting the screws to you.

It's just that I see what goes on between you and Parker.

My behavior has been nothing less than professional.

Oh, no, no, I didn't mean that. It's just... Well, I just hate to see Parker

constantly trying to drag you down to his level.

Yes, well, I suppose on occasion it might appear that way.

Stoli Martini?

Alo?

Thank you.

You know, Dr. Vukovic, Olga, I know that

we've had our differences in the past.

I mean, all that, well, all that commie crap.

But now that you're a registered voter and all, well, I just wanted you to know

what a tremendous asset I consider you to be to this team.

I just want to see you really flourish here.

So, here's to a new close working relationship.

Um, sir, you're going to have to excuse me, but I really should get back to

work. Oh, well, all right.

But I can count on you tomorrow, right?

Absolutely. Great.

Well, I'll see you then.

Good night. Good night.

Come here, Ronnie.

Come on, boy.

I'll help you.

Great, because I hate to drink alone.

Well, actually, maybe hate's too strong a word, but... No, I mean I'll help you

backstep. What?

You will?

Yes, on one condition.

What?

We do it tonight.

Oh, my God. What kind of vodka are you using?

Tequila.

Okay, it's all clear here.

Let's make the rounds in sector H.

Yeah, I got it.

I can't believe Ramsey wanted the walking dog at 2100.

How long did it take you to fire up this sucker?

Doing everything myself?

Probably about 40 minutes.

40 minutes, huh?

Yeah.

Well, uh, how about I give you a hand?

Well, well, well.

Working late. What dedication.

Uh, yes, I was just getting Mr. Parker's insulin. Did you really think that you

could get away with it?

I'll help you box up.

What? Well, you're locked down until further notice.

And you should be drawn and quartered for treason.

But since you have served your country from time to time, I'm going to give you

a break.

So, what have you got for me? I think you will be very pleased, sir.

What would you say to an eight -day backstab?

You're kidding.

Your lecture inspired the lab.

You know, sir, I think all I needed was a boot in the keister. I have made

phenomenal progress on the physics side. We've just been discussing some test

simulations.

When? Two days.

Hot damn, that's great. Way to go, man.

Unless, of course, you send Ogo off to prison.

Oh, now why do we need Bukovic?

Well, without her monitoring Captain Donovan.

The possibility of a fatality grows.

But if it's just a test... You don't want to risk frying your only crone or

do you?

No way.

Vukovic's committed treason. There's got to be some other alternative.

I could look into a rhesus monkey.

We can recall practice.

No. Now, Parker came here from Hanson Island. He got sent back there because

his own stupidity, and that's where he's going to stay.

Then I'm going to need an extra...

Two weeks to increase safety margins.

Too bad, Nathan. The new director will get credit for your initiative.

All right.

Vukovic stays.

But only through the test. Then I send her off packing for good.

If you must.

So, I can tell the panel about this? Of course.

Great. Good work, gentlemen.

Get a new tie.

Will do, sir.

You okay, Bradley?

I know you.

Yeah, it's me.

Parker.

Frank Parker.

Parker.

What the hell have they done to you?

Come on, let's get you out of here.

I can't fit through there.

Good point.

What are you doing here?

Where are we going?

To find a bigger vent.

What's the big event?

Not a bigger event. It's in here.

Never mind.

Get your hands off of me, you damn dirty apes!

I think... Let's go, Frank.

But how?

Release documents.

Forged, of course.

I wish I could have come sooner. I would have saved quite a bit of trouble.

Isaac, we can't go. They've got Bradley here, too.

I only found out about it. Nothing we can do to help him here. Come on.

Yeah, but... So... So the panel crept out on you, huh? My efforts at diplomacy

failed. Now we're going to do it your way.

Down and dirty?

Just so.

All right.

Hello, sir. An eight -day back step.

Very ambitious, Nathan.

Well, my battle plan is to always keep advancing, sir.

Well, if the results of this trial prove promising, you should be leading the

charge for years to come.

I'd like to speak with Dr. Benton now and get the overview.

Well, he's awfully busy.

Too busy to speak with us. Well, actually, sir, he's not on the premises

now, but he'll be back very soon. He's very reliable.

If we're going to recommend you for the directorship, we need to make sure your

people respect the fact that now they work for you.

And we'll assume that you'll always keep in mind who helped you to get here,

Nathan. Oh, of course.

Well, perhaps you'd like to check out our graphic simulator.

Isaac busted me out.

Well, I'm glad you're out to snake pit, but Isaac, I'm good to go, man.

Great.

I have every confidence you can do the job, but this late in the game, we have

to go with our veteran.

Sure.

Thank you.

Come on.

Yep, still think I look better in this suit.

It's a little loose across the chest, but looks fine.

A little tight in the crotch.

What are these?

3D glasses.

They just make it look cooler.

This represents the sphere passing backwards through eight 24 -hour

what especially intrigues me is that the space -time continuum should be

flexible in both directions.

So, according to this, theoretically, we might even be able to move forward in

time. Well, theoretically, I could eat a Miata.

Well, sure, that may be possible.

Good evening.

Hello, Doctor.

Isaac.

Where the hell have you been?

Oh, I'm sorry to be late.

I had a personal matter to take care of.

They wanted to see you, and I had to cover for you.

Now, after this test, I want a detailed, hour -by -hour list of your activities.

Now, you listen to me.

I was heading top secret projects while you were still filling your diapers.

I don't have to explain myself to you.

Not now, not ever.

I want to assure you all...

The things are proceeding precisely on schedule.

Very good, Doctor.

Did your visit go well?

Elvis is in the building.

Pump it up.

Inter -oscillation phase canceling on.

Reactor at 20%. Quite excited.

I must say, it is that.

Oh, there's our man.

Mr. Owsley, can you open a voice channel?

How you doing, Donovan?

Reactor at 40%.

If you want to take a look at the pilot, you can use this monitor right here.

Oh, that monitor's kind of on the fritz, sir.

Sorry, no Donovision today.

Reactor at 80%. Can't you pick another monitor, Razzy? I want to watch it. Oh,

sure. Right away.

We're about to begin.

Prepare to engage, Captain.

Come on.

Let's go this way.

100%. Kill power now.

Parker, get your ass out of the sphere.

All right, guards, escort these three traitors into the hangar.

Somebody find Donovan.

You are all going to hang.

Or at least spend the rest of your lives in maximum security prisons.

We never realized the depth of deception you were up against, Mr.

Ramsey. But you handled it well.

Just doing my job, ma 'am. You'll have our total backing for the directorship.

And together, we'll hand back a new backstep team.

What is it?

It's Dr. Talmadge, sir.

Dead.

Bradley's dead?

How? Well, ask them.

They're the ones who put him in Hanson Island.

Hanson Island?

Yeah, I saw him.

Doped up to his eyeballs.

Tell me you did not put a man with his service record in that hellhole. It was

for his own safety.

Dr. Talmage could have perked a national security risk.

Yeah, unlike you think we was.

He died of an aneurysm.

Blood vessel burst in his brain.

God, you know, I wish I'd had a little more time with him.

With gradual swelling, the pressure in his brain would explain the odd

You two should have considered that.

The writing off of his condition as emotional proved mighty convenient,

it? Nate, they just wanted to get their own guy in there. Somebody who didn't

have Bradley's experience.

Somebody they could push around.

Look, if we backstep now, we've still got time to save him.

Lock these trailers up, Nick.

Yes, sir.

Think about Bradley, Nathan.

She's right.

Think about Bradley and what's good for the program.

We know what's best for the program.

Now move them out.

Listen, remember how your dad used to beat up you and your brother and get you

to hop too?

Shut up, Parker.

Well, what do you think these two clowns are trying to do right now, huh?

I said shut your mouth! Don't buy into it, Nathan. You know a son of a bitch

when you see one.

Parker! Hey, hey!

Get them behind bars now!

Get in the sphere.

We're backstepping now.

Guards.

Send them all to the brig. Hold it right there.

Bradley Talmadge sweated blood for this program for years.

And you've got to ask yourself one question.

Who do you want running backstep?

Bradley Talmadge or me and these two jackasses?

You just kissed your future goodbye.

I got something you can kiss goodbye.

Get them out of here. Get him out of here.

Nate.

Way to go, man.

I'm proud of you, Nate.

Me too.

Well done, Nate.

Just don't screw this one up, Parker.

And while it lasted.

Engage, Mr. Parker.

Did we backstep? Yeah.

Thanks. Frank.

What's the mission, Frank?

You are, sir.

What do you mean?

Bradley, you've got to pay attention to things besides work. You can't let your

personal problems pile up like this.

I don't know what you're talking about.

No?

When was the last time you took your girlfriend out to dinner, huh?

Girlfriend? I can imagine it's been quite some time.

Then there's this dot -com stock you may want to unload before you take a bath.

Dot -com stock.

Ouch. You can call your broker on the way to the hospital.

Hospital?

Bradley's got an aneurysm that's about to blow.

Figure out.

Don't worry, it's fixable. If they catch it before you totally stress out, that

is. I am not stressed out. Don't yell, sir.

Bradley, Bradley, you have been asking questions about your migraines.

Well... Okay, come with me.

Better listen to the doctor, sir. Yep, don't make us have to carry you out

Bradley. Thanks for the warning, Frank.

Oh, you can't imagine how glad I am to help out, sir. And don't worry, I'll

care of that other situation.

What other situation?

Relax, will you? Just go.

Hey, where are you at?

All right, kids.

We got a little situation here with a satellite that's been hijacked. Look, I

need to call my broker first. I'm the one that gave Bradley that stock tip.

Oh, are you all right?

The doctors say I'll be just fine.

Susan, I'd like you to meet my good friends at the Census Bureau.

Oh, Bradley's told me so many nice things about you.

But I wish you wouldn't let him work so hard.

I barely get to see him. Oh, well, you know, things get pretty hectic down at

the Census Bureau.

Yep, all that counting.

Yeah, recounting.

Just when I think he's totally forgotten about me, he goes and does something

like that.

Oh, Bradley.

But I didn't... He didn't think it would arrive in time, but I guess it did,

Bradley. I mean, to give a girl a car full of flowers is one thing, and it's

very special, but to give me the car... A car?

Yes.

Well, it's really cold out here. Maybe the doctor should go inside. Oh, no, no,

please. I'll take it from here. Thank you. Thank you so much.

Here we go. We've got to get you back to bed, Bradley.

You're so nice to have met you all.

Bye. Bye.

See you, Bradley.

Look at that, will you?

She's parked in 10 minutes.

She's probably going to be busy for quite a while, huh?

Yes, we wouldn't want her to get a ticket, would we?

No.

Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute. Where are you going?

Hey, hey.

Love you, Nate. Don't ever see him. Now, that car is the property of the United

States government.

Is he coming or not?