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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.

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

We're on final approach to the alien craft.

This thing's the size of a small asteroid.

Roger. Proceed with caution.

Looks like Roswell all over again.

Uh, Yankee, there is no Roswell.

No life form detected.

Initiate docking sequence.

Roger that.

Deploying access tunnel, Houston.

Houston, we have a lock.

We copy, Yankee. Proceed with prep.

Roger that, Houston.

Yankee, this is Mission Control, Houston.

What's your status?

Nothing like butter, Houston.

The craft must have been protected by some kind of force field back when it

operable. Force field? What do you think it was trying to protect?

Keep cutting.

We're ready to crack this egg, Houston.

Watch your step, boys.

Look out for the little green men.

There seems to be some kind of energy source inside, Houston.

Come in, Houston.

Houston!

Damn. Looks like we're on our own in here, boys.

These walls appear to be made out of something organic.

What do you think this symbol means?

Power source.

Cargo ID, maybe?

Sure are a lot of them.

Commander, this cylinder's different.

I'm picking up electrical activity.

Hey, Benny, don't get too friendly with that.

Mayday, Houston!

Houston, do you copy, mayday?

Mayday, Houston!

Houston, do you copy, mayday?

Give the guy credit for what he's been through, but there's got to be something

else on.

I've had more than my fair share of glory.

Once this mission is completed, it's time for me to fight for America.

where my father and grandfather served with distinction and integrity.

The U .S. Congress.

If I am fortunate enough to be elected, I will do my best to expand the space

program.

Oh, brother.

He might as well have his own cable channel. All blue blood all the time.

Yes, it's hard to understand. The son of a family as famous as the Kennedy is a

million women drooling to marry him. He almost dies in space.

I, uh... Who'd want to hear about that?

All right, there's a full meeting in ten minutes in the briefing room. We've got

a visitor today, so everybody be on their best behavior.

Here's the party line.

He knows that we work with alien technology, but he is not to be told

Backstep. He's only here to give intel to the eggheads that work with the

Roswell junk in the basement.

Got it?

Yee -hoo.

You look fine.

We're finished here, Mr. Parker.

Really, I don't think there's ever been a more courageous man in this space

program. The Lunar Mining Project rescued the mere cosmonauts?

It's nothing short of spectacular.

Well, I appreciate that, ma 'am. Judy.

Please.

It's Judy.

Judy.

I'm Nathan Ramsey, chief of security around here, Commander Stratton. How are

you? Right this way.

It's a real honor to have you here.

America needs our heroes.

Well, I just wish my crew had made it.

They're the real heroes.

That's a real shame. But maybe when you're president, you can commission a

memorial for them.

I'll tell you what, Mr. Ramsey, if I do run for president, you can be my

campaign manager.

Help me as a volunteer.

Did I just say that out loud?

Frank Parker. Don't tell me you're the jockey set to fly the saucer they've got

downstairs. Yeah, something like that.

Olga Vukovic, I'll be in charge of your medical care while you're here.

It's a pleasure, Doctor.

Commander Schreck, you've met everyone by now, I'm sure.

Please.

It's time we all heard your story.

Our ship locked onto the hull of the craft.

We cut open the thing's hatch.

We went inside.

And that's when it all goes away.

I have no memory from then on.

Less than five minutes later, the alien craft exploded.

When Commander Strick regained consciousness... I was alone on my ship

headed for home.

The autopilot had me on lifeboat mug.

Thank God you made it.

The symbols on the side of that alien ship look familiar.

It should.

The second blip.

Matches the one on the ship retrieved from the Rexwell site.

What does it mean?

Ship or vessel?

Five billion dollars to figure that out.

What's the first clip?

I'm working on it.

Oh, we both are, actually.

We have our own software, but it takes some time for the program to run.

So in the meantime, you got some high -tech tube you could stick me in? Tell

what I forgot.

We're going to do this in the old -fashioned way of Gnosis.

See if your subconscious shed some light on what happened on that ship.

As soon as I've examined and cleared you, we'll start your session.

Just as long as there aren't any needles involved.

Oh, I can't really promise that.

Now... You'll live.

I spent some time with the mere cosmonauts.

Drank some vodka, you know, laughed, drank some more.

And I got my share of stories about Russian women.

You believe everything you hear?

Depends. How much should I trust drunk Russians?

Well, I've certainly heard plenty about you and your love life.

It's all lies, exaggerations.

Sells more tabloids.

Whatever you say, Commander.

Bill.

I'll be fine.

Dr. McNorse waiting.

Thank you.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Are you certain the ship is unmanned?

Seems to be unguided.

Just drifting.

Houston, we have a lock.

Power.

Cargo ID, maybe.

Murray, get to the hatch!

We'll continue this tomorrow, William.

We can stop if there's too much leg pain.

Only yesterday you were using a cane.

Commander?

Bill.

You know, it's no crime that you survived.

And it's okay to hurt a little, too.

So, uh, what do you say you speed this thing up?

I haven't had a good workout since before the mission.

Add another

hundred pounds and she might notice you.

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

Come on, Frank Strick's just moving in on unclaimed territory, man.

Olga can do what she wants. I don't care.

Gotta give it to the boy, though. He is a smooth operator, ain't he?

All part of the game. Yeah, well, give me solitaire any day, buddy.

Whoa, hang on.

It's a small car, man.

You know, it's just remarkable how quickly you're recovering.

I'll never underestimate the curative powers of a beautiful woman.

All right, lover boy.

Roll them up.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to do this twice a day for the next week.

Standard procedure.

You mean I'm going to have to look at you twice a day for the next week?

Are you all right? Yes, I'm sorry. It's been a long day.

Don't resist it.

What? What you're feeling.

Bill, I'm really not sure that... Bill, we

both know that post -mortem is not a procedure.

It prohibits...

Orga?

Frank?

What? You had a party, man? You ain't invite me?

Oh, sorry, man. I'm in a grave.

So some guy dragged me in here and puked all over me.

Look, there's the guy. Get him for me, will you?

Oh.

Personally, I don't care if you make it or not, but tell him it's just called a

meeting in 30 minutes.

Oh, what about now?

This whole Streck affair.

Everybody knows about that already?

Come on, man. Black coffee time.

Really well done.

Mutual.

It ain't the lab rat himself.

You hanging out in doorways again, Navy?

Andrew is continuing to decipher the alien glyph.

And I must say, I think we're on to something extraordinary.

I believe the further sessions with Commander Stretia will help us to

what happened on that ship and to its contents.

I'm game.

As long as you need me.

The preliminary lab results are in.

Not only is Bill clear of any infectious agents, he's also in perfect condition

and is the healthiest male specimen I've examined in a long, long time.

Glad to hear it.

Isaac, proceed with the sessions as you see fit.

That's it, people. Keep up the good work.

Here, let me get this for you.

Oh! Oh!

Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, are you okay?

Oh, that sucks, man.

Damn.

You sure you're all right?

Oh, no.

Frank, you want to tell me what the hell went on in there?

Nothing.

All right.

Let's just say...

The great American heroes pop more than the hats in an alien ship.

What? Olga?

I'm solving my own two eyes.

No way.

But there's something else about the guy that bugs me, and I can't explain it.

Maybe we should take another look at his file.

Because what am I supposed to see here, Frank?

Everything on his blood tests looks fine, right?

Cholesterol, white cell count, normal.

Picture of health. As far as I can tell.

Except they're not his results.

They're mine.

From the physical Olga gave me the other day.

And just how the hell would you know that?

Photographic memory, chickenhead. I know what my own blood test looks like. It

matches on every count.

Could Olga have made such an error?

Error? She switched it. She's trying to help him hide something.

Oh, like she'd have a reason to do that.

We gotta tell him, Frank.

Just tell him.

Well, you see, uh...

Olga and Streck.

They are, you know... Yeah.

Oh, I get it.

So he puts his chicken in her deep fryer and you want to go scream and bow.

If Olga and the commander were violating his sexual quarantine, we'd need to

know about it.

Perhaps you better talk to her, Isaac.

It's our finest sweet.

I'm sure you'll enjoy it.

I'm sure we will.

And will you be needing anything further this evening?

Anything?

If I do, I'll call you.

I'm always available.

Front gate said she left early.

For the day.

Thank you, Isaac.

Ramsey. Have Commander Streck report to me immediately.

Uh, no problem, sir. Just give us a few minutes.

A few minutes?

I want him now, Nate.

Uh, well, he slipped off the radar, sir.

Well, slip him back on the radar.

Yes, sir.

I think you've had enough.

You've had enough.

Uh -uh.

Oh, God.

What is it you do to me?

I have never felt this way before.

It's only the beginning.

I'm just checking to see if you have everything you want.

Find anything yet?

You don't even want to know what.

Next time you need help, man, ask somebody else.

Yeah, I don't want anybody but my best friend right here beside me.

Nurse? I'll be right with you.

Thank you.

Walking a hole in the floor won't make this go any faster.

Yeah?

Mrs. Parker.

Olga, where are you?

St.

Joe's.

I saw them.

Saw what?

On the monitor.

Olga!

What have you done to me?

I've loved you.

I've given you a gift.

You'll be here with us soon.

Very soon.

Very soon.

Yes.

Very soon.

Very soon.

The second clip, the one we couldn't figure out?

Well, I deciphered it.

Hi.

Sign in, Lister and Scherer.

We're looking for someone who was here last night around 1 a .m. You recognize

her? I wasn't here that early.

Sheila. On off -duty, Janice.

We won't take up too much of your time. If you could just answer a few

questions. You recognize this woman?

Yeah.

I saw her leave with her guy.

What room was she in?

Exam room three.

Streck's blood is infected with the crystals.

And they're multiplying rapidly.

Why would Olga keep this from us?

Well, if what Frank said was truthful about what he saw them doing.

Then Olga could be infected, too.

Which would explain why she's protecting him.

What the hell are they, Isaac?

She probably called us from here.

This guy that she said she was with... Total stud.

Oh, sounds like a guy.

You need to tell us anything you can remember, like where they came from,

they were going.

I wish I could. The only... The only reason I remember them at all is because

the hang she was with.

The way that you stared at me.

No one's ever looked at me like... Like what?

Like I was naked.

And you really wanted me so bad.

And I... Oh, my goodness.

That's great. This was an ultrasound, right?

Yes, we used that to examine fetal development.

Olga mentioned a monitor.

Said she saw something on it.

Don't tell me Olga's pregnant.

Do you have a security officer around here?

We're coming up on 1 a .m.? Yeah.

Whoa, there she is.

Can you punch it?

Royal Arms Hotel.

Thank you.

Frank, where are you? Have you found Strick?

No, but we're checking a lead right now at the Royal Arms Hotel.

Streck was infected with something from that ship. We think he may have passed

it to Olga.

So be careful.

You got it.

Olga.

Come on, let's get you out of here. Oh, no, no, no, no. I have to wait here

until they arrive.

Who?

My babies.

Oh.

You had to be the jealous type, didn't you?

Don't fight evolution, Frank. The weaker have to die.

Everything's going to be okay.

Where's Billy?

The important thing is you're all right.

But what about Billy?

He's dead.

You killed him!

Olga, look. Whatever was on that ship, it infected him. It's infected you, too.

You couldn't handle it, could you, that I met a real man? Somebody who doesn't

act like a caveman.

Olga, stop it. Let go of me.

Don't touch me.

Come on.

Let's get you back in the kitchen, little woman.

There's no way of telling if Strick infected anyone else.

Well, I sure as hell don't want to wait around for his little bundles of joy to

show up. I don't think any woman could have resisted him, certainly not once

crystals reached the saturation point. In effect, they'd all go like a

pheromone.

increasing her drive to reproduce to its lowest animal level.

Well, whatever we got inside, Streck, it's clear what it wanted. To remake the

human race in its own nightmarish image.

Whatever that is.

The panel has reviewed all the data. It's been seven days since Streck's

encounter with the alien ship. We're an immediate go.

Let's undo this, Brent.

Yeah, uh, just give me a sec, will you?

We'll see you in the hangar. All right.

Hi.

How you doing?

I've been better.

Well, don't worry. It's all going to be back to normal soon.

I'll be back stepping.

Mm -hmm.

Don't blame yourself.

I should have been stronger.

No, look.

Strike had a serious effect on you. I mean, it's not like you fall for every

you meet, right?

No.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

I know.

Frank.

I love you.

I always have, you know.

You'll never believe this one after I backstep.

Frank, Frank.

I need you to do something for me.

Sure.

Don't backstep, okay?

Why? Stay with me. Don't erase this.

We don't have much choice, Olga. I mean, you're carrying... A future.

No, you don't know what you're saying.

Help us, please, Frank. Help us.

They're going to need a father.

No. Frank, no, please.

Don't kill my babies.

I'll kill you first.

I will kill you first.

Looking good, Mr.

Parker.

I want to talk to you.

Oh, can't wait till I'm suited up.

Why shouldn't?

That's right.

I want you so bad. Of course you do.

This contains my doubt on August Diganet.

Frank! Oh, my

God. Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

I don't know what the hell came over me.

More than likely, he became infected when he fought with strength.

Will a backstab undo it?

You could.

There's a chance you may take it back with him.

Like the Gettysburg virus.

I think I have an idea that may help destabilize the crystal.

The crystal breaks down under high temperatures.

Too high for the human body to withstand.

Normal. What if I don't make it?

There's a disc sewn into your suit. We'll get the story from there.

I wish there were another way, friend.

You wish there were.

Reactor at 90%. Don't engage until I say so.

Reactor at full power.

Threats, it's already affecting him.

It's okay.

Don't stop.

Dr. Mentner.

You're killing him, Isaac.

Now, dear Andrew...

Engage!

Ah! No!

Roger, Houston.

Docking procedure aborted.

Fire main engine, 10 seconds at 100%.

Yankee,

we're registering the explosion.

Everything okay?

Affirmative.

Shaken and stirred, but everything is under control.

It went off like a boatload of firecrackers.

Some sort of booby trap, I'm guessing.

Bring your boys home, Commander.

As promised, I am hanging up my spacesuit for good.

Commander, does that mean we can look for you as a candidate in the next

election? Time will tell, Bernie. Commander!

Hey.

So, what's it be like in person?

Who, Drek?

He's all right. A little on the dull side, but... Really?

Hey, would I lie?

Anyway, these are for you.

What are these for?

On the last timeline, you got the flu.

Did something happen between us?

No.

It's only between me and Strack.

Hey, you don't want the flowers. That's okay. Oh, no, no, no. They're lovely.

Lovely. Thank you.

Thanks.

And the smell, it's so... You like it?

The flowers, is it?

Uh -uh.

Mr. Parker?

Is that you?

Yeah, it's a little something -something. Hopefully a night cooked up.

blend of human pheromones, animal musk, and, uh, stop.

You know, I... I can't quite describe what it does to me. I feel like... I -I

-I can't control myself.

Oh, really?

Yes.

I think I'm going to be sick.

I knew I should have gone with the microbrew.