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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, it can only go back seven days.

Okay? What is it?

I just had that stupid dream again last night. That's all.

Canton Island?

Yeah. It's so vivid, it makes me feel like I never left.

It's like a caged animal in that place.

When you think about it, it's not too much different here.

Except the cage is now the sphere instead of the asylum.

Okay, we need to start getting serious about working through these issues of

yours. When symptoms of this kind of anxiety start manifesting themselves

physically, something is very wrong.

You need to talk to a staff psychiatrist. No way.

We've tried that crap before. It never works.

For several weeks now, he's been suffering from horrible nightmares and

anxiety. It seems to stem from his experiences at Hanson Island.

We all know that his time there deeply affected him, but are you saying it's

made him unfit for duty?

Yes, and I think my monthly recommendation to the panel should

He needs therapy, Bradley, so that he can really start dealing with what

happened to him in that plane.

You're going to do very well, David.

It's the right time to start anew.

I feel the stars are in my favor.

Well, just to be sure, I'd like to have a copy of this new chart I made for you.

I think you'll find life more manageable when you consult with Celestia Daly.

My head used to be filled with chaos, and now it's much better ordered because

of you and all you taught me.

I mean, from another inmate. Wow.

Thank you.

Good luck.

So, now that you're out of the joint, how do you feel?

As long as I follow Celestia, I feel in control.

That's cool.

Well, what are you going to do with yourself now?

It's not my decision to make, Mud. It's up there.

Dude,

what's up?

I've got a lot of work to do, Mud.

You take care of the place for me.

Give me a concert for a month.

I hear the Seven Sisters are bombing great in concert.

Give me the best night of my life.

Bye.

The terrorist laser attack at Atlanta's Georgia Dome permanently blinded 14 ,000

concertgoers, most of them teenagers.

FBI spokesman Bill Franks said the Bureau was still pursuing all leads.

All of the kids dead.

So, intel strong enough for a go yet?

Welcome. The laser generated a 10 -second burst, enough to boil retinal

and fluids in anyone's eyes. The victims suffer permanent blindness.

In the most severe cases, the eyes can literally...

Explode. My God.

Only a thick, twisted mind would commit that kind of terrorism on a bunch of

kids. The weapon was left at the stadium. Now, we've determined that the

work in this country involving this type of laser was at the Army Special

Weapons Research Group.

Obviously, only a handful of scientists could possibly have had access.

And most of them checked out, except for one.

David Harold.

He was released from your old alma mater ten days ago after a two -year stay.

Hanson Island?

Yeah. Seems that institution's M .O. is letting nutjobs out early. Shut up,

Ramsey. Where's Harold now?

He's dropped off the radar since the attack.

Anything else?

Well, a few days before the event, Harold proclaimed that he had been given

mission by the stars.

Unfortunately, that is all we have.

Great, I'll break out my tarot cards and we'll finally get to the bottom of

this. Let's do it.

You'll arrive three days before the concert.

We're going to set you down just outside Raleigh, North Carolina, near the

trailer park where Harold lived.

We've got to find him and bring him into custody immediately.

Failing that, we'll issue an APB. A piece of cake.

Good luck, Frank.

Thank you, sir.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you sure you're up to this?

Look, Olga, 14 ,000 kids not much older than my son were blinded. I'm up to

preventing that any day.

Just let the monkey do his job, okay? He'll be fine.

Behave. Thanks for the concern.

Launch team members, clear to safety one.

Launch team members, clear to safety one.

Decoupling access stabilizer. Increasing radiation output to zero, zero, three.

Rock and break.

Reactor to 80%. Five. Reactor to 90%. Four. Three.

Two. One.

100%. Engage.

to head south tonight.

Now, you take care of the plates for me. Sure.

I just hope my chart covers this.

That changes everything.

North, 320 degrees.

Ohio,

Sergeant Lye here. How may I direct your call?

Conundrum. Hold on, Conundrum.

Sir, I have Conundrum on the line.

Frank? Hey, Bradley.

I'm in North Carolina. This one should be easy.

In three days, some nut from Hanson Island is going to unleash a laser that

blind thousands of kids at a rock concert in Atlanta.

I'm on my way to get him.

Oh, no.

Sorry about that. I, uh... You, uh... wouldn't have to know where I, uh...

could find him, would you?

Yeah.

All I know is he saw some light in the sky, checked his chart thingy, doodled

some stuff on his pad, then took off.

To Atlanta?

No.

At first he was going south. Maybe Atlanta.

I didn't say.

What do you mean, at first?

See, that was kind of strange.

He was on his way out the door when all of a sudden he saw something else in the

sky. Some meteor.

And all of a sudden he had to go to Ohio.

Ohio? Did he say where specifically?

No, just that he was going to Ohio.

Glad he explained it.

Yeah.

He always been, uh...

An astrology nut?

Ever since he got back from... Edmonton Island?

Yeah.

Yeah,

now he never makes a move without consoling that stuff.

He had some guru back there.

Did he mention the name of this guru?

No. Just that this dude did his reading, taught him all about it.

Let me take this.

Thanks very much for your time.

Well, it's not going to be as easy as I thought.

Now he's heading to Ohio.

You said Atlanta when you made the conundrum call. Are you second -guessing

own intel?

I'm afraid so. Something's changed. You see, Harold's an astrology freak. He

uses it to guide his daily life.

I think he saw the sphere reenter.

mistook it for an astrological event and went somewhere else.

I'll have Ramsey issue an APB.

Good, and after you've done that, I need you to go to Ohio.

Be on standby until I get some more details.

Okay, I'll get to Wright -Patterson. I'll put together a delta -t. Good.

Yeah, listen.

Harold has a guru in astrology.

Any idea who he is?

I don't know who he is, but I do know where he is.

I'm gonna need you to make a few calls for me, Bradley.

Wake up, Parker.

Doctor wants to have a chat with you.

Who's mommy in this relationship, huh?

You may have been king around here three years ago, Parker.

Things are different now.

Try and show the proper respect.

You know, maybe you guys aren't getting enough fiber in your diet or something.

You think, fellas? I never would have found this seat without your help.

Appreciate it.

Good as you got working for you there.

Frank Parker.

It's good to see you. It's good to see you too, Doc.

You wouldn't mind if I slipped out of this and into something a little more

comfortable now, would you?

I must admit...

I'm surprised.

Why? Because I said I'd never come back?

Sorry to disappoint you, Doc.

When Dr. Talmadge told me that you were the agent he was sending, I couldn't

believe my ears.

I'm proud of you, Frank.

You're back in the game.

Well, I owe it largely to you.

You helped me when I was here, Doc. You really did.

So, what's this mission you've been sent on?

Oh, it's a need -to -know basis only.

Of course.

Yeah.

Well, as you collect your intel, I'll make sure that you get it to Bradley.

You'll be all right, Frank.

I'm here for you, as always.

Yeah, thanks, Doc. I appreciate it.

But I'm fine.

He'll behave.

Take him back to the ward.

I missed you guys.

I'm done with that. I don't need that anymore. Isn't that right, Doc?

Not yet. We're trying a different angle.

Excuse me, sir.

Just hang on a minute.

Parker's back at Hanson Island.

Yes, it was his suggestion.

He's there as an inmate.

Posing as one, yes.

It's part of his investigation into the terrorist event that occurred in the

previous timeline.

He shouldn't be there, sir. With the anxiety he's been exhibiting, it's far

risky. That place could send him right over the edge. Frank's tough, Olga, and

he knows he's not stuck there this time.

Well, why him? Why not someone else?

Anyone else? This is exposing him to his worst nightmare, and his mental

condition is not optimal.

I've gone on record with this, sir.

Sweet words.

Billy!

Hey, buddy. What you got there?

Mmm, juicy fruit. My favorite.

Hey!

We loves you, babe, huh?

Parker does. That's right. That's right. That's right.

Suckers.

What do you want, man?

Take it easy. I'm just checking on your toy.

Not toys. Hey!

Astrological chart, whatever.

Those teacher things.

You know how to use this?

I'm learning.

Can I have it? Wait a second.

Everybody around here has one of these?

Yeah, yeah. Where do you get them?

George doesn't, so why don't you give it back to him?

George has it, right?

George, George, George.

Ah, Mr. Parker.

Come in.

I was hoping we'd get a chance to chat.

Please, sit down.

On the floor, Mr. Parker, on the floor.

So how have you been?

Well, a man who spends time in Anson Island doesn't always know what to do

three years of freedom.

So why are you still here?

I want to stay.

I suppose that means I'm ill enough to have to stay.

It'll be nice to have our conversations again, Mr. Parker.

My mind has dulled in your absence.

Looks like you've had plenty to keep busy with.

The mystical arts, yes.

I've found a control to life that makes living each day easier.

How did you get lucky enough to find that?

Well, as you may remember, I was an astrophysicist at NASA.

While there, I defined the world in terms of...

Equations, numbers.

It looked fascinating on paper.

But let me guess, you found a new meaning.

Yes. Gradually, in the course of my research, I became one with the clarity

space.

I looked up into the heavens and was enlightened as to the innate plan of the

universe.

And you create people's charts around here?

Create? No, no, no.

I decipher the individual orders based on the celestial.

I merely interpret the universe's plan.

How about that meteor show the other night?

Bet someone could learn a lot from that.

Pleiades, yes.

Yes, indeed.

What if there were a second event? You know, one that you couldn't predict.

Ah, supper.

I'm flattered by your interest, Mr. Parker, but you can't just jump into

something as complex as this.

My teachings take time.

Hey, what's up, Doc?

What you got there?

Research.

Oh, Parker's psycho report, huh?

I remember when it used to fit in a little file folder.

I guess that doesn't necessarily mean progress, does it?

You're not still worried about him, are you?

Parker's been placed in a very precarious position.

Oh, don't worry about him. He's already called in from Hanson Island. He wants

me to do another little cover story for him.

None of you seem to understand the depth of the abyss he's confronting.

Psychologically, there's extreme danger for him there.

Psychologically, everything's a danger for Parker.

Really, he's fine.

No, he's not.

Our hermetic cosmos is in imbalance.

I can feel it.

But I am here to put it all back on the proper celestial course.

I think Atzerodt's definitely Harold's puppeteer. He's got this whole place

under his spell.

Did he give you anything about Harold?

Not yet, but I'm working on it.

Frank, do you know Atzerodt's recent history?

Apart from his high IQ, no.

Not really. Why?

He's become extremely dangerous, capable of fits of savage violence.

Oh, you'll like this. In the last three years, he's developed a penchant for

biting people's throats out. He killed an inmate that way.

Oh, great.

Sounds like fun.

Anyway, did you organize that, uh, spirit cover -up story for me?

Yeah, the usual stuff. I took care of it myself.

You gonna see it tonight?

Yeah, six o 'clock news.

Anyway, I gotta go. I, uh, gotta give the good doctor her office back.

Yeah.

Where's your chart, Spangler?

I can't read it. It don't make any sense.

You can learn.

I'm sure to think it's all stupid, all right?

What's the trouble?

Mr. Spangler is trying not to be balanced.

Is that true, Mr. Spangler?

You seem to understand that you were part of the cosmos earlier.

What changed your mind?

It's all crap, man.

Saturday ain't helping me live my life.

You're going to take that attitude, Mr. Spangler.

Nothing is going to help you live your life.

It's your choice.

Hey, George, you got to relax, man.

This band was just a little slow, that's all.

You'll get it.

If you don't get out of line, you have nothing to be scared of.

Sparrow was asking for it.

Go ahead, Parker.

You remember the drill.

ball -like UFO while others thought it might have been falling debris from a

NASA satellite.

Dr. John Wilkes of NASA's Space Satellite Control offered the truth

event. What the people of Raleigh saw was a small,

unexpected meteor that burned up in the Earth's atmosphere as it entered.

We at NASA were... monitoring this meteor's trajectory and we were

that the meteor was small enough that it would not threaten any living creatures

of this planet.

The appearance of the surprise meteorite was an added bonus to stargazers in

Raleigh who were already watching the Pleiades meteor shower which had just

begun its peak when the unrelated meteor put on its own show.

Has Meteor changed all your readings?

The universe is talking to us all the time, Mr. Parker.

Unfortunately, we sometimes act before it's done speaking.

Let me ask you something.

If someone had a chart like this, what would

a change like that tell them to do?

Well, Pleiades is prominent, but the unexpected event indicates a shift in

conjunction to Vulpecula, which...

Where did you get this?

David Harold. He's an old friend of mine.

Then of yours now, I think about it.

You've seen David recently?

Yeah, he was showing me how your theories work.

You'll learn my theory from due course, Mr. Parker. Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm busy.

Sure thing, George.

We are jamming tonight with the volume cranked and the rhythm electric.

Keep it right here at WPED, where we raise the dead in central Ohio.

Now here's the latest from DJ and Little Fox, who are bringing down the house

tonight in Cleveland.

Hey, Doc.

Sorry to bug you, but...

I need to call Bradley again.

Mr. Parker, I apologize, but something urgent has come up that I need to attend

to immediately.

Well, it should only take a minute.

We'll arrange for you to call Bradley shortly.

Well, uh... Take him back to the ward.

We'll continue this later.

Is there a problem?

Randomness can be detrimental to proper alignment, Doctor.

You know that.

Look at your chart!

He's the end of your world.

It was always there, Doctor.

If only you had consulted your stars before you put us all in jeopardy.

I'm sorry.

I know we must be dealt with.

I've already taken that liberty.

Come on, fellas, can we talk about this over a beer or something, huh?

I did your astrological

reading.

You told me some very surprising things.

You don't have a friend in the world, Mr. Parker.

Not anymore.

Mr.

Parker has been under your care for... Two years.

He must have been a handful.

He was for me.

Um, I realize he's on assignment, but, um, coming back to Hanson

Island... You thought it would be traumatic for him?

Exactly. As did, uh, Dr. Talmage.

He seems to be doing very well, but caution is a good idea given the

circumstances.

Being in such a harsh environment, this can be traumatic for patient and non

-patient alike.

If there's anything else I can do for you, let me know.

I care about Frank, too.

Thank you, Doctor.

Take her to see Mr. Parker.

You could have caused a great deal of harm to my destiny.

Your only destiny is to sit in this hellhole for the rest of your life.

Well, that would be very unfortunate, Mr. Parker.

Then my important work could not continue.

What?

Keeping control of the ward?

Oh, no, much more than that.

You see, there have been several David Harrells released from this institution.

All with their own mission to wreak havoc.

It's all an attempt to write a balance in this universe that's decaying.

Oh, I get it. So you're the good guy here.

Yes, Mr. Parker.

And no.

You see, there's too much good in this world for it to be in proper alignment.

And if good can only be defined by an equal pool of evil, then yes, I define

awful lot of good.

Think of it this way.

I am the polar south, you are the polar north.

I can't allow your pool to be greater than mine.

George, you brought your wife and kids. How nice.

What, no swab?

You've been getting into things you don't fully understand.

But I'll teach you now.

You'll understand everything completely.

I hope you don't mind, Mr. Parker. We're not going to fuss with anesthesia and

muscle relaxants.

It ruins the appreciation for the art of electroshock therapy.

And 500 volts is worth appreciating.

We wouldn't think of you enjoying this all by yourself.

Hey, Olga.

Hey.

Olga?

Let her go.

Now this isn't going to hurt a bit, Doctor.

I just love saying that.

I said let her go, you son of a bitch.

No!

You're here to save me.

I've tried, Olga.

I really have.

How can anyone save a distant, dispassionate, cold -hearted person like

I'm not cold -hearted. I'm just... I was just

scared.

I didn't think I'd grow old alone.

Didn't think I'd grow older.

laughing at. They're torturing us.

They're gonna keep torturing us until we're dead.

I said stop it!

What?

What a silly little monkey.

I've got permission for you, Frank.

It's for the good of the country.

Don't worry, Mr. Parker, this won't hurt a bit.

Hook him

away.

This is your brain out of electricity.

Olga?

Olga, why are you even here, huh?

bitches. Hi, Olga.

I can help you through this.

Listen to me.

Everything they do to you is done to make you believe you belong here.

But what you gotta do is you gotta hold on tight to something on the outside.

You hear me?

Huh?

You know what I use in situations like this?

You, Olga.

I hold on tight to a picture of you.

Frank? Yeah.

Yeah, I'm here.

I'm so worried about you.

I came here because I... I wanted to save you this

time. I know.

I gotta find Harold.

Or there's a whole bunch of kids that I'll never see again.

That wasn't a joke.

I gotta leave, okay?

I'm not going far.

I'm back to you.

Oh, you always take care of me when I need you most.

I'll never push you away again.

Getting out of here, I promise you that.

Any word from them? No, they should have checked in hours ago.

The clock is still ticking. What are we going to do?

Get me Dr. Matisse. We need to find out what the hell's going on there.

How did you even get tickets to this?

My dad gave me a loan.

I've got to paint the garage with payback, but it's going to be worth it.

It's been such a long night.

Yeah.

We need to give young David the freedom to play his part in restoring the

universal alignment.

Unfortunately, the NSA agent will be here soon.

Even if the worst happens, at least Harold is already in Atlanta.

Not anymore.

The meteor in Volpecula pointed him to Cleveland.

Then he'll accomplish that mission.

Yes. But we still need to deal with the unbelievers.

I understand.

Those two need to forget everything they've seen here.

A thousand volts should do.

place somewhere in cleveland anything more specific frank cleveland's a big

place it's going to be a big event with a lot of people maybe a concert like in

the last timeline parker do you have any idea what's happening in cleveland

tonight there's a ball game three rock concerts a symphony orchestra and an

anthony robbins convention i don't know can't do all of them then that's next to

impossible most of the events have already started okay get donovan and his

choppered over to cleveland as fast as you can have them stay in the air and

standing by

I'll get that location as soon as I can. We're on it, Frank.

Ah, great.

Oh, look where the stars led me.

George, I forgot to ask you.

Where exactly in Cleveland is Harold going to attack?

You disappoint me, Mr. Parker.

would they say, Parker? An apple a day?

Now, George, I'm not going to ask you again.

Where is Harold going to strike?

You read his chart.

Remember your Greek and Latin?

What, Pleiades?

No.

Vulpecula.

Vulpecula is Latin for little fox.

DJ and Little Fox?

I like those guys.

Very good, Mr. Parker.

Slightly too...

Fox concert in Cleveland.

They're playing at the Gund Arena right now.

Harold's there setting up his little light show. Have Donovan take his ass

With pleasure.

Olga! Frank!

It's over.

We're going home.

Don't even think about it.

The stars said nothing to your comma.

You've been battling your demons for a long time.

I think I only now realize what mine are, what my worst fears are.

Oh, yeah?

What are they?

I saw myself in the future.

I, uh...

I'd made a terrible mistake when I was younger, and I was sad.

What kind of mistake?

Maybe someday I'll tell you.

Tell me now.

I don't think so, Mr. Parker. You'll only use it for more ammunition.

Ammunition? For what?

Now I really gotta go.

Olga!