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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.
Delta Base Bravo here. We've made it to the intersection.
Any idea what building?
Roger, Bravo. We copy. Please stand by. Okay, our men are in position.
We need the intel now.
Very good, Malina.
Very good.
You're doing extremely well.
All right, Malina. Just a little more.
What we need to see is outside the room where the bad men are.
You concentrate.
Look for a window.
Focus, man. Focus.
I see them. I see the hostage, but
I can't see outside.
Batman, they're yelling.
Outside, Molly.
Tell me what you see outside so we can help the good people.
My head hurts.
Tell me what you see and we'll stop.
There's a window.
I can see the sky.
An upper floor.
Very good, Molly. Tell me more.
I can see smoke.
Look for some smoke near the upper floor.
Affirmative. We've got a smoke detector.
Delta team moving inside.
Stay close.
We're upstairs.
Waiting for our next move.
All right, Molly.
We're almost done.
We just need to know which floor the people are on.
They need to go up third floor.
Third floor.
Got it.
All right, Marty. We just need to know where on the third... There's a long
hallway.
Check it out.
They have to go the other way.
Good, Molly.
Now what do you see?
I... Hurry, Molly.
I see two doors.
Which door, Molly?
The right.
No, the left.
Molly, this is important. You have to tell us which one. I can't. You must.
The right.
Are you sure? Molly!
I didn't see it in time.
What's happening, Molly?
of the world's harmony.
Breathe in lowly and deeply.
Now exhale slowly.
All right.
Next position, downward facing dog.
I don't know why I even bother.
You're obviously not sincere about finding a healthier way to deal with
Come on, it was working. I was discovering my inner peace thing. You
discovering an outer peace and it wasn't yours.
Olga, I want to quit the booze, at least for a week.
Well, okay.
I have something you could try, but I won't let you make fun of it.
I am in harmony with all that life brings me.
I'll go get my diagram.
Diagram.
Hey, Doc.
What's going on?
I need better chi.
Oh, I get it.
You think if you try feng shui, you'll have a better chance with Olga?
It's got nothing to do with her. I'm just trying out new ways to deal with
stress.
Gotta stay sharp for backstepping.
If I may suggest.
I would switch the poker table with the bed.
In that way, you can sleep in the healing corner and wager in your wealth
corner.
Good luck.
This is what you call a winning hand, my friends.
Aces. And eights. Me too.
Legend has it that Wild Bill Hickok laid down aces and eights and then was shot
in the back. Full boat.
Seems even the law of average is against you, Frank.
Maybe he's just got bad teeth.
Shut up.
Maybe it's no booze, Frank.
I mean, isn't that a long way for you to go to try and keep Olga happy?
I'm telling you, friend, you got feng shui. What's next, man?
It's not me, right?
Well, guess what, ladies? You're looking at the new me.
And this sober man is rounding a wealth corner starting now. Deal up, Einstein.
Anyone propping me, Auntie?
Definitely. Why not? Me too.
Once this is in place, we'll be ready for the remote detonation.
16 megatons, this thing's going to take out more than DC.
You set all right, let's go
Detonation
clothes that satellite nearing position
We're nearing target lock
This is it.
Payback time.
Rest in peace, Dad.
just been asked to read an emergency statement.
It is now confirmed that the entire Washington, D .C. area has been
a nuclear bomb.
Early reports indicate that our entire leadership died in the blast, leaving it
up to the governors of each state to assume power until some sense can be
of this horrific disaster.
All armed forces are on tactical alert, and we urge people to stay in their
homes and stay tuned to their local news stations for further instructions.
What happened to you?
I located my accident corner.
Yeah, well, so did D .C.
We'll fix it. We always do.
All right.
This is Henry Bilkins, the lunatic honcho of a small militia group that dug
the old nuke. How do you just dig up an active nuclear bomb?
It was an empty quiver.
A what?
It's a military term.
Our men in uniform have lost a few fat boys over the years.
This particular device was jettisoned by Bilken's father, an Air Force pilot,
when his B -47 developed engine trouble in 1954.
And they never found it?
Well, it sank into a couple of square miles of swampland.
Bilken's father died in a veterans' hospital six months ago.
His son felt it was due to neglect.
This new -cappy psycho is probably out of the country by now, but he sent this
little postscript to the FBI.
It was this negligent care from the same government he worked for all his life
that was the direct cause of his death.
He loved this country, but was betrayed by its bureaucracy.
This is for him, and for all the servicemen who've been abused by the
Your voices have now been heard.
Back step.
You seem very relaxed about going back to save our nation's capital.
I suppose you had your usual pre -launch shot of whiskey.
If only.
I feel a whole lot better than I do now.
You didn't?
Hmm.
I'm impressed.
By now I would have had a couple shots of vodka.
You know what? I've got a great pick you up.
You go on. I'll catch up to you.
No, no, no.
You could have just come through with a kiss.
You could have just picked me up.
Element 115 sequence initiated.
We're going to set you down in Virginia, near Harrison.
That's where the detonation codes originated.
It's 100 miles away from Ground Zero in D .C.
The FBI found the key to the launch box the Bilkins used to initiate the codes
via satellite.
Don't let this get to a countdown, Frank.
You got that right, sir.
Tell me. Well, here goes nothing.
Mr. Parker.
Oh, man.
Here, put this in the sphere for me, will you?
What you got there, man?
My pre -launch picked you up.
Oh, I don't suppose it's better to cheat through Jack Daniels.
I brought you.
Some ginseng tea.
Oh, good.
Does that mean it's got gin in it?
You know, backstepping is just going to make my week of sobriety seven days
longer. Well, you know, in a few minutes you'll be the only one who remembers
any of this.
Let your conscience be your guide.
Yeah, would you guys just have sex already?
We're after tracing. We're going into emergency launch.
I can't stop it.
Forty percent.
Fifty percent.
Sixty.
Seventy.
Eighty percent.
Ninety percent.
Backstep? Yeah.
Hey, guys.
What's all the commotion?
Uh... What's the matter, Owls? You haven't been sniffing Element 115 again,
you?
Frank, there's been a backstep.
Yeah, right.
The sphere materialized just outside D .C., so we're nowhere back in time. The
question is, was it a mechanical malfunction, or do we have a mission?
I gotta admit, Parker, I'm impressed.
Just when I thought you couldn't be more of a bonehead, you pull a stunt like
this. Take it easy, Nate. We still don't know why he wasn't on board.
Mr. Owsley, are there any clues from the sphere itself?
The landing specs don't even help. They could have been on the wrong continent,
considering there was no one at the wheel.
I thought the landing was pre -programmed from home base.
Still need Captain Backstab to line up the needles, chickenhead.
That leaves us with Frank Steffelbeck.
Okay, let's see what we got here.
Okay.
Change of clothes.
Gun plus ammo.
ID. Nope, just the usual stuff. Wait a second.
Hmm, that's new.
Doesn't go with anything I've got.
That key could be our key. Well, it's not much to go on.
And for all we know, we could have only hours to complete the mission, whatever
the hell it is.
What we need now is a crystal ball.
I may know of one.
Molly, you know I wouldn't be here unless it was absolutely crucial.
Molly was the prodigy of our psychic espionage program in the early 1990s.
was only nine years old.
But her premonitions were amazingly accurate.
Then the Sarajevo hostage situation.
Her visions gave more information to the Delta team than the CIA.
So why did things go wrong?
But for a child of only nine, it was difficult to deal with visions of gunmen
and hostages.
She also kept referring to a boogeyman.
What about the anti -psychotic drugs she's been taking?
It blocks her premonitions.
Probably the only way she gets any shut -eye.
Probably, probably.
Pharmaceuticals are often the barrier between psychic and insane.
So she'll have to be off the medication to help us.
First time in nine years.
Hello, Molly.
I want you to take these, Isaac.
So I'm not tempted.
Molly, I want you to meet Dr. Bradley Talmadge.
Hello.
Hi. And Frank Parker, who'll be working closely with you on this.
Hi.
You see futures.
Terrible futures.
Are you psychic too?
Me? No, I just have a dark sense of humor.
Molly, this key is our only link to our situation.
I've only been off my meds for a day.
Please try.
What is it?
There's a nuclear explosion.
Where?
Washington, D .C.
It's also a faith, but it's too blurry for me to make out.
Anything else?
Uh, the name Hinkle and a B -date and a D -date.
Born and died?
Tombstone? I'll have Andrew cross -check the name in the cemeteries in
Washington. Let me know if he finds anything.
I'll get a dead standing by.
This is the place Molly.
I don't go into cemeteries.
We won't be here long.
There's no reason for you to be afraid.
You're just feeling the effects of getting off your medication.
That or the chicken we had on the plane.
Or was it fish?
Come on.
That's what I thought.
Take a look at this.
Somebody forgot their key.
Here, give this a grab.
I see a man in military fatigues, cutting the lock, measuring
the space behind the tomb.
Could be the meat to hide the bomb with.
Why go to all that trouble when you can simply leave a suitcase nuke on
Lincoln's lap at the memorial?
Maybe it's too big.
Suppose it's not a modern device.
Wait.
I see boots walking through snow and the word eagle.
What is it?
It's the same man from before, but his face is still blurry.
There's other men with him.
They have guns.
Like an atom bomb isn't enough. You okay?
What's wrong?
You're going to die.
Get this baby inside.
See if she's still got a temper.
I got hours working up coordinates on empty quivers. Now, my Air Force guy
the only one ever lost in this area was outside Harrison, Virginia in 54.
How's our girl doing?
Getting a bit sensitive.
If you had a version, I'm going to bite it on this one.
Well, these psychics, they're not always right.
Right?
Right?
Let's hope not.
I think I'll check on it.
Oh, God.
You okay?
I don't think I can do this.
You're handling it better than you think.
Last time I failed, people died.
You were nine years old, and you gave those hostages a chance they never would
have had.
That's what you're doing for us now.
I was really found at the warehouse near Harrison.
Eagle shipping.
See? Doing great.
My head hurts.
I'll watch after her.
Would you look at that?
Nothing says Cold War better than an old -fashioned A -bomb.
What kind of shape is it in?
Well, the casing protected the detonator surprisingly well.
I also wired in the satellite receiver there.
So it's good to go?
Yeah.
How are we? We have no idea.
I have a pretty good one, though.
I know this is difficult for you.
You don't have a clue what I go through, and you don't care.
That is not true.
Don't you understand?
I can't do this.
Oh, no.
Frank!
Carpet.
You think what I'm thinking?
Yeah, way too much firepower.
We should get some backup.
Calm yourself, Molly. But he's in there. Who?
The guy who's going to kill Frank.
Oh, my God.
Frank! Molly, don't do that.
Get down there and cover her.
Let me help you.
You guys okay?
Fine, fine.
But the vehicle is not.
You're supposed to be.
We weren't necessarily wrong.
I saw that truck coming at you.
Yeah, but did you actually see it hit me?
Let me see what you can do with it.
No.
So you're still batting a thousand and I'm still alive. It's all good.
Hey, Isaac, where are you going?
Are you winning there?
Not to fear, Frank, not to fear. Yeah, well, sometime this week, huh?
Ow!
Good job, Isaac.
How's it coming? I'm getting there, I'm getting there.
No, Molly, tell us where we go from here.
I, uh... I don't know.
Here, try this.
Oh!
This switch truck's been splitting up.
Where?
The truck with the bomb took I -66 east.
Better put him way north of the cemetery.
Well, we probably spooked him enough to move the bomb to a backup location.
Which could be anywhere.
And he's going to detonate from a safe distance, probably closer to here.
Now, Molly, you've got to tell us where those other men went.
My head hurts.
Concentrate on that truck.
Focus.
Got it.
Molly, what do you see?
Uh, 0 -4 -3.
Is that a route number?
I don't know. I can't see. It's not clear.
All right, hang on.
Owsley, listen up. Walk onto my signal. We need a little navigational assistance
here. Gotcha.
Let's see if there's a road anywhere around here with the numbers 4 -3 -0, in
any order.
Uh, how about route 3 -4 -0?
340? Yes. They went north.
Mullen, you've got to tell us where they went next.
Mullen!
There's a sack in the woods with a dish.
Satellite dish?
Yes.
Give me the location of any satellite signals around here.
Wait. Wait.
He's seeing too many.
There's sure a lot of signals.
What, nobody got cable anymore?
No, no, no.
You tell us which is important.
Oh, God.
Oh, no.
Molly!
He's coming!
Who? Him! Tell us what you see.
Him! He's gonna kill me! This is no time for the boogeyman.
I see all these people die, and I think I caused it to happen.
I see myself die, and that's gonna happen too.
What would you do if you saw the actual scene of your own death?
Let me tell you what you'd do.
You'd spend your whole life terrified that it might show up around the next
corner.
I'm not gonna do this anymore.
I'm just not gonna do it.
Molly, you're safe.
Everything's going to be okay.
Listen to me.
You were right when you said I see horrible futures.
But so far, they've all worked out.
And that's because I took control.
The only way you can stop this thing from chasing you is by facing it.
I can't. I can't do that.
Yes, you can.
And we can do it together.
First, by telling me where we need to go next.
Tell your friend he's got to look up.
What do you mean, up?
Owsley, show only the sad signals that are broadcasting.
Hey, Wood Creek Road, I have the entire route.
Thanks. Let's move.
a lycra in the air, and a purple heart.
And get this, Pops was the pilot of the B -47 that dumped the nuke. He died in a
veteran's hospital recently, and Bilkins blamed the government.
Hello, I'm waiting to send a message to you, Congressman.
We're moving in.
Stay low.
Should I get them in?
They'll want to see this.
Four minutes.
Hey.
Drop it.
Go ahead with your banter.
You
want
to get in here?
Come on.
Come on!
Look who I found.
Don't know who else is out there, but these two will buy us a little time.
Didn't I run over you?
You know what they say about assuming too much.
Right.
I bet it's safe to assume that you're not bulletproof.
Be a real bummer if you went for your gun right now.
Bummer for you.
Put the gun down.
Put it down.
Put it down.
Look, I understand why you're doing this. Your father served this country
honor, and what happened to him afterwards?
Maybe it wasn't right. I don't know. But Duke and D .C., that's not going to
solve anything.
Shut up!
There are veterans down there, too, you know.
Well, at least they're not going to die in vain.
Now nobody can stop it.
Molly, sit down.
Sit down.
Give me the key.
Give me the key.
It's not my blood.
It's not mine.
It wasn't my death.
Okay.
You were my boogeyman.
I've been called worse.
Come on.
Well, Molly, I'm very sorry to have dragged you into all of this.
But I must admit, we would not have succeeded without you.
Thank you.
I'm actually able to feel some pride in that now.
I pushed you hard all those years ago.
My priority was to accomplish the mission.
But I must admit, I should have shown more concern for you.
You were facing a horrifying demon.
Well, maybe if you hadn't have pushed me, I might always have been haunted by
it.
I'm proud of you, Molly.
You're going to do well.
That much I can predict.
You know, I think I'm going to try and live without these.
That's a brave step, Molly. Congratulations.
Well, I think I'm ready for it.
Thanks. Always glad to help somebody embrace their demons.
How about we embrace one of my own personal favorites, huh?
I'm buying.
Wait, um...
Weren't you just talking about a week at Aspen?
Oh, yeah.
Frank.
Wouldn't do that if I were you.
She should know.
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