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You can tell your story in the morning.

out that Confederate deserter you wanted
to see.

And it's going to be the last thing you
see in this black general, Grant.

Slingberry ain't going to end with this
pit -sant little war.

You're not changing anybody's history
tonight, Steph.

Yeah, we got a nice warm prison cell
waiting for you back in 2007.

Everything you told me is true.

Yes, sir.

I sure as hell don't understand it.

It's not important that you understand
it.

In any case, it'll be over soon.

Killing will finally end.

All right, so who's got bragging rights
on this one? A few weeks ago, you

already lost track of the arrest board.
Lost track of this whole life.

Oh, Jack, that beach at Coponi was
paradise.

You know those drinks with the little
skirt umbrellas?

That's what the women were wearing.

This war is a long way from over.

I owe you one, partner.

Jack, you ever wonder how much longer
we're going to be able to do this?

Until we run out of bad guys.

No, I want to be back on that beach.

Let's settle for getting this Grand
Wizard back to 2007.

Beam me up, Scotty.

Pee on the other side, Jack.

Oh,

man,

that was some kind of turglish.

It wasn't turglish.

Tell that to whoever's hitting my head
with a titanium baseball bat. Get him a

lockup. The temporal stream is clean.
There's got to be something else.

Something inside the sled?

We don't know yet.

So what, you think there's a problem
with the wave emission?

Tachyon waves don't have problems,
Maddox. When you're moving faster than

speed of light, the concept of a problem
doesn't exist.

Now, if your aim is off and you happen
to hit a star from another solar system

in, say, the year 1900, that's a
problem.

Are you saying my aim is off, Hemmings?
I'm just making polite conversation,

Maddox.

Initiate launch sequence.

I need to see your temporal control
device.

She takes a licking but keeps on
ticking.

I need a complete stress instructional
analysis.

Problem could be with the directional
sequence.

We won't know that for sure until Logan
gets back.

He should be entering the temporal
stream any second now.

not?

Who the hell is this guy?

Don't worry about it. Just aim straight.

I am where I think I am.

Those aren't cats.

Happy Valentine's Day!

The year 2007.

Time travel is a reality, and it's all
in the criminal hands.

With history itself at risk, the United
States has formed the Time Enforcement

Commission, a top secret agency
responsible for policing the temporal

agents track unlawful travelers across
time.

Their mission, protect the past,
preserve the future.

These agents are known as Time Cops.

Somebody want to explain to me why I
ended up back in 1928 Chicago?

No, it was 1929, actually. Quite an
interesting year. In addition to the St.

Valentine's Day massacre, there was a
stock market crash.

Faulkner published The Sound and the
Fury, and Fritz Lang directed The Woman

the Moon, which contained the very first
countdown sequence. Easter?

Sorry. Too much information, right?

Got a scratch on you, Jack.

Period obviously agrees with you.

Almost got my head blown off.

Reconfiguring all the re -entry systems
right now.

I need your controller.

I also need to rule out the possibility
of human error.

Human error? She told me my aim was off.

Hemmings, has it ever occurred to you
the problem might be with your fancy

technology?

I've got an entire team looking for
system failure, Jack.

Captain Matusik, we've got to make a
rift developing.

Where's it coming from? 1990.

Probability level's already at a four.

Could be another glitch.

I don't think so.

A glitch?

Everything that's gone wrong in a single
hour? It's too much to be a

coincidence. We're zeroing in on a point
of origination.

The rift appears to be originating from
here. What do you mean here?

Time Enforcement Headquarters, 1990.

Told you it was a glitch. TEC didn't
exist in 1990. TEC didn't exist, but the

prototypes for the original time slate
did. They were built right here in this

building. I'm looking for volunteers.

With all due respect, I think we can
locate the problem with the controllers

before you access another launch.

That's on a scale of one to ten,
Hemmings. An event that could

change a course of history is willing
its way to happen if we don't stop it.

I just need a chance to shake the system
down. It'll take 20 minutes. Or two

hours. I think this is a mistake. You
are putting two officers at risk. That

means your jurisdiction is science and
technology. Police matters are my

jurisdiction. Police matters tend to be
risky.

30 seconds and counting until launch.

Easter!

that's right people an actual sled that
actually goes back in time now let's get

some actual work done

We're time cops.

Traveling back from the year 2007 to
stop someone from changing the course of

history. Cool.

I tried this. It was the first thing
that came to mind.

This is something you guys should
definitely not try at home, okay?

All right?

Go for a pod.

You know they're going to tell every kid
in their neighborhood.

Which gives us about two minutes to find
TEC headquarters.

Yeah, just enough time to place a bet on
the 96th World Series.

The Yanks won, you know.

Those kind of ideas are going to get you
into trouble, Tommy. Trouble, me?

Yeah.

They did a hell of a job making this
place look abandoned.

I'm not so sure it's a passion.

Found it.

Well, these must be the trip switches
for the alarms.

And these must be the lights.

This place being closed, you sure we're
in the right year?

Yeah, 1990.

Hey, Jack.

Look at this.

What do we got?

The problem with the directional appears
to be related to a piece of faulty

software. How come it hasn't happened
before?

I don't know.

At least that's an answer I can
understand.

Easter. I found an anomaly in the
general data bank for 1990.

I know it couldn't last.

English, Easter, English.

Oh, you were right when you said the
original time sled was tested in this

building. However, for most of 1990, TEC
headquarters was completely shut down.

Congress was threatening to stop the
entire project.

So what, Logan and Maddox are
investigating an empty building?

Not exactly.

Oh, look at this.

Rocket -powered thrusters?

How'd they ever get into hyperdrive?

Sometimes they didn't.

You're saying that wall got a workout?

This is 1990.

Attack on propulsion wasn't a reality
until 2001.

So how many of these test flights were
manned? No idea.

But after 98, it's illegal to use
monkeys.

I gotta check this baby out.

What are you doing?

Oh, man, they didn't even have
holographic monitors on these things.

Tommy.

Launch sequence initiated.

What the hell did you do?

I didn't do anything.

You started the countdown sequence.

Jack, I swear, I didn't touch anything.
Get out of here. That thing's about to

be blasted into oblivion.

I can't.

My things will be holding me in. Get out
of here.

Damn it, Dad!

None

of

the terminals was powered up.

Not a one.

What about the backup systems in the
platform module?

Nothing worked until Tommy powered up
that sled.

Okay. Now, why couldn't Maddox get out
of the sled? I told you, there was some

kind of gravitational force holding him
in.

And you felt it yourself?

Yeah, I felt it. It almost drove me
through that wall.

Look, Logan, I'm sorry about your
part... Why weren't we properly briefed

that place?

The original time sled project was shut
down because of a series of accidents in

1990. We didn't know that when you,
uh...

I was downloading information from that
period when you took off. Maddox gets

blasted into oblivion because we don't
have the right information?

No. Maddox got blasted because he was
screwing around.

He wasn't supposed to get in that slip.
Everything was a game to him.

Look, Jack.

I'm sorry.

He was a good man.

Don't talk about him as if you were
dead. He might be out there somewhere.

I found the problem in the temporal
controllers.

It's the main microprocessing chip in
Logan and Maddox's controllers.

They're both damaged?

It's the chip itself.

It's defective. Somebody's trying to
sabotage us? I didn't say that. I'm just

saying that the chip is defective. Okay,
that leaves us two options.

Either Deckard Electronics, who supplies
the damn thing, screwed up, or somebody

else is trying to sabotage us.

Somebody with access to the TEC.

Boot up the security silhouette. I want
full coverage.

Where are you going?

The microchip contract for this project
is worth about $6 billion.

So whoever lost the contract?

Cromwell Technology.

As of now, they're official suspect
number one.

I'm coming with.

Cybernetics is not making us less human.

By freeing us from the boring, mundane
tasks in our lives, cybernetics allows

to reach a potential we would otherwise
never even dream of at Cromwell

Technology.

We would like to help you realize that
human potential.

So this is New Age, huh?

Looks a little too new for me.

How about these guys?

They bring back the good old days.

Looked like it could have worked for Don
King.

It probably did.

But I was in the middle of my yoga
session.

We appreciate you taking the time to see
us, Mr. Cromwell. I had no other

choice. There's a reason for the
secrecy. I understand.

If the public found out that time travel
was a reality, it would cause cultural

shockwaves. Mr. Cromwell, do you know
what a temporal controlling device is?

Of course I know what it is.

I lost a $6 billion contract to supply
microchips for them.

It's Deckard software.

That's right.

We had a major screw -up with two of our
controllers today.

You think the microchip is to blame?

That doesn't surprise me. Deckard makes
an inferior product.

You should have gone with me when you
had the chance.

We don't know if it's Deckard's ship.

Might be some kind of corporate
sabotage.

You wouldn't know anything about that.

Would you?

That thinly veiled insinuation does not
fit well with me.

You said yourself.

Contract's worth six billion dollars.

I already have six billion dollars. And
unlike Deckard, I have spiritual

contentment.

I spend four hours every day meditating
and practicing yoga.

Mr. Cromwell, I lost one of my best men
today, all right?

What do you mean, lost?

Lost. As in can't be found?

My partner Maddox is lost.

Did you know Maddox?

No, no, no, no, no, no. You were talking
about a technical problem.

The possibility that you might have lost
one of your people is...

You look all broken out.

I don't think that venting at me is
going to bring your friend back, Officer

Logan.

Thank you for your time, Mr. Cromwell.

Well, time is relative.

But then, of course, who would know that
better than you?

Don't be so sure that Deckard isn't
responsible for this.

He's not infallible, you know.

His quality control sucks.

I'm almost as dirty as a plutonium
reclamation center.

Colorful phrasing, Jack.

Useless, but colorful.

We've got another ripple.

It's coming from a brokerage house about
ten miles away from TEC headquarters.

Same day, same year. Ten million dollars
has mysteriously appeared in an account

that never existed before.

I've got to get back there.

We can't authorize another launch right
now. We are still running diagnostics on

the equipment.

For all we know... What's this we,
Hemmings? I'm just saying that...

Matusik, prop belt at level three to
six.

Looks like you're up.

If you're going to allow Jack to go
back, I think I should be able to go

with him. Hemmings. I am qualified to
deal with any problems a faulty

might have.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Time out.

You're not seriously going to let her
go. Easter, I'm getting real tired of

being second -guessed.

Logan.

Hemmings is going with you. She's in
charge of the scientific part of your

investigation. Not a problem.

All right, people, we're wasting time.
Let's get ready to transport two people.

I am having serious trouble trying to
find my center.

What's wrong?

What's wrong is that somebody is back in
1990 buying up my company.

That's bad, huh?

Bad? Were you spawned by a salmon? Bad
doesn't describe it.

Okay.

We're just going to have to go back to
1990 and straighten this out.

You can do that?

I have six billion dollars.

I can do anything I want.

Well,

that wasn't so bad.

I don't know why you time cops make such
a big deal about these landings.

What?

Wow, look at this.

It's the same, but totally different.

You're not in Kansas anymore?

Texas. I grew up in Abilene, Texas.

What are you doing in Abilene right
about now?

Oh, wondering if I'll ever get to New
York.

And counting the days until I get my
braces off.

What?

I was trying to imagine you with braces.

I was a picture.

I better see if I can power up one of
these terminals.

I think that's a good idea.

They still had male and female
connectors.

Cute.

Login!

Hey, didn't Matusak tell you to stay
away from the sled?

These are the same coordinates that were
locked down before Tommy disappeared.

He didn't just disappear, Logan. He was
likely splattered into a void in the

space -time continuum.

When did dematerialized become
splattered?

Logan, this is rocket -powered. This
part of the project was shut down

these sleds couldn't access the central
stream with any consistency.

Got through the wall on these
coordinates.

Logan, you don't... This sled will take
me where he went. I can find him. I

suppose it does. How do you get back?

I haven't worked that out yet.

Get off the platform, Hemmings.

Ten.

Logan, this is insane.

You're right.

Eight. Get off the platform.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four. Damn it, Logan.

You're going to get yourself killed.

Damn,

there's a difference in about 15
generations.

Come on, come on.

I'll miss it to track Levin's
coordinates. I can't even navigate the

computer.

Well, then you are nuts. How long,
Emmys? Not that long. About 15 minutes.

the hell is going on?

Some kind of loop in the temporal
stream.

Like getting caught in a whirlwind. Next
thing I know, I'm back here.

So the sled didn't dematerialize at the
end of the run?

You didn't step out into another time
period?

No. Well, then it must have been
programmed to go into a time loop.

Tommy's still alive.

Yeah, well, he has a hell of a lot of
explaining to do.

I first got to think this might be part
of some elaborate setup.

I rule out nothing.

What say we visit that brokerage house,
chase down that ten million?

If you're waiting on me, you're backing
up.

Captain.

Cromwell and two of his bodyguards have
disappeared.

I ordered Ramaclock surveillance on
those clowns. We were on them. We even

an infrared scan.

It's like they vanished into thin air.

Yeah. We're into a temporal stream.

How we doing?

Not good. Probability level's at eight.

Cromwell's got something to do with
this.

Yeah, I'm not so sure.

Whoever's doing this is buying up stock
in Cromwell's company.

Come again?

17 years ago, he was a boy genius
starting his own company. 1990 was the

year his stock went public.

I think we should notify the oversight
committee.

No. This could be a major economic
catastrophe if history itself has

Exactly. How do you prepare for
something like that?

As long as Logan and Hemmings are out
there, you still got a chance.

Right this way, Mr. Dumont. We're for
you now.

Hey, hey, hey.

David Dumont.

Jack Logan, TEC. This is Officer
Hemmings.

TEC? You're familiar with the SEC?

Sure. We're a lot tougher.

Mind if we ask you a couple questions?

Hey, fire away.

Always want to cooperate with the
authorities.

Well, let's just see.

Hey, look.

We run a very tight ship here, okay? I
mean, we don't even sell junk bonds.

You recently opened up a new brokerage
account with a cash deposit of $10

million. Is that a crime?

Well, that depends on where the money
came from and what it's being used to

Well, it was being used to buy Cromwell
Technology, which I happen to be

extremely bullish on.

Cromwell. Yeah, you probably never heard
of it. Visual offering was just a few

weeks ago, but believe me, this stuff is
going to make Microsoft look like a

widow's and orphan's fund.

And I suppose the money was wired in
from some offshore account.

Maybe I should bring my boss in on this.
Yeah, maybe you should.

I mean, why take the follow -up?

I'll, um, I'll be right back.

Very good for a girl from Abilene.

Is that the compliment?

The money was transferred in on a
signature account.

What's the name on the screen?

Williams. Bernie Williams.

Yankee outfielder.

Hit a home run in the 96 World Series.

You know this guy?

No.

Is there an address?

It's a suite at the Beaumont Hotel.

The Beaumont that still exists on
Jefferson Street?

That's the one.

We're out of here.

Indications of fate neurosis leading
to...

Dangerous, often self -destructive
behavior has problems with authority.

Shouldn't have been a time cop. He
should have been a bodyguard for Genghis

Khan.

Hey, what are you doing in here? Oh,
there's a problem with the ancillary

circuits in the library. It's blowing
white noise through all the machines.

I found something very interesting here.

Hopefully it'll be interesting to both
of us.

Well, I've been going through the
psychiatric profiles of all our time

That include your own?

Uh, not being a field agent, I'm exempt
from that otherwise mandatory

requirement. Ah, which means you have to
pay for your own shrink.

Fortunately, it doesn't take a huge bite
out of my salary, but it would have for

Tommy Maddox.

Maddox? Hey, I don't know if you're
aware of this, but Maddox's latest

stress analysis revealed something very
alarming.

He was a classic case of fate neurosis.

The test is still highly controversial,
and Maddox is definitely not a neurotic.

You want a neurotic? You want a
neurotic, look at my ex. Look in the

Fate neurosis is a psychological
dysfunction that causes people to

put themselves in situations of great
personal risk.

Why would anyone do that? People do it
all the time. Race car drivers, mountain

climbers. Maddox wasn't into any of that
stuff. He was into baseball.

Yeah, well, I'm not talking strictly
about athletes. I'm talking about a type

personality. People who need to live on
the edge in order to really feel alive.

It's been thought that the lack of a
certain brain chemical causes them to

greater and greater risks.

Easter, this sounds like a lot of
psychobabble, and it definitely doesn't

Tommy Maddox a criminal. The results of
a psychiatric evaluation indicate that

he might be.

Indicate? Well, look, you've got to
agree there's at least a possibility

Maddox is the one who stole Cromwell's
stock.

One, I don't like shrinks. Two, I like
people who believe in them even less.

We're talking about a guy that I trained
as a rookie. He was as good as they

come. Until he left. That wasn't his
fault. There was a defect. That's right.

There was a defect. That is precisely my
point.

I think the defect was in Maddox's
personality, not in the chip. You

what you want, but you're looking in the
wrong place.

which is why you're a historian and not
one of our profilers. You know what?

I'll tell you what. From now on, why
don't you just stick to dates, times,

places, and those occasional historical
references that win rounds in trivial

pursuit?

Beaumont's only a couple of blocks from
here.

Something you're not telling me,
Lockman.

Beaumont rings a bell, doesn't it?

Have you stayed there?

Some forgotten romance?

T .C. used to put up potential recruits
at the Beaumont.

Ooh, the plot thickens. The romance of a
female non -con.

It wasn't a romance. I mean, that's
where I met Tommy.

We were part of the first recruiting
class that stayed there.

Ah, somehow I see Tommy fitting in more
at the Beaumont than you.

Yeah, he was in heaven.

Two with lots of caffeine.

Yeah, Tommy was in heaven.

VIP treatment at one of the top hotels
in D .C. Round -the -clock room service.

You gotta understand.

He was a small -town cop.

Came here on a lark.

Figured he had no chance at all in
making the TV.

He must have been surprised when he got
the nod.

Specialist gets a charge over two grand
in room service.

Oh, I can't imagine with two sex
reaction.

I didn't have to.

Tommy got into the hotel computer and
switched the charges to my room.

And you two actually became friends
after that?

Yeah. Very truthfully, I kind of admired
his resourcefulness.

His resourcefulness sounds like it
borders on the criminal. Hey.

I'll be the first to admit that Tommy
screws up on a regular basis.

When it comes to the job, he's always
the first one through the door. I hope

understand that.

Yeah, I think so.

He's a great partner.

He's always there to watch my back. You
trust him?

With money, never.

With my life...

You know, I know you don't want to hear
this, but somebody's program that's led

to go into a time loop, and I think
that's saying somebody's buying a promo

stock.

I know.

What are you doing? Trying

to get to the bottom of a stock
transaction that took place in 1990.

I thought you said we could only narrow
this down so far.

Probability level's at eight.

All right. This is a paper transaction
we're talking about. How much damage can

buying a bunch of stock do?

Think Ted Bundy, Charles Manson. Instead
of getting caught, think what would

have happened if they'd gone back in
time and bought, oh, Microsoft.

If that doesn't do it for you, think
Saddam Hussein.

You really worried?

Yes, I'm worried. All right. Look, the
Treaty of Versailles was a piece of

paper. It could be argued that it sealed
the economic fate of Germany and led

indirectly to the rise of the fascists.

World War?

I'm not saying World War, but we live...

In an information age, a single piece of
paper is more powerful than ever.

What are you looking for? Maybe I can
help you out.

All right, everything from 1990 on.

Anything over a million dollars,
anything between February and April.

Okay, we'll do that.

You okay?

Yeah.

We go to who and where the case takes
us, right?

I know the job.

Well, no one seems to be home.

A little cold for my taste.

Here's something.

This is Bernie Williams' signature along
with the rest of the 96 New York

Yankees.

Yankees were Tommy's favorite team.

So what, this is some kind of message to
you?

It's a message I'm not sure I want to
get.

We got a couple.

Cromwell security people.

Let's get out of here before they use
that thing on us.

Nice to see you again, Mr. Logan.

Logan? You okay?

Yeah, I think so.

My teeth are twitching, but otherwise...
We got here with a lot of bolts.

Actually, it's only one -eighth of what
this baby is capable of.

But I'm a man who abhors violence, so I
kept the voltage low. Yeah, you're a

real prince.

The penalty was Mother Teresa. I gotta
figure you left us alive for a reason.

I want your friend Maddox, and I want my
stock.

Well, you lost me, pal.

You know, I believe I have.

Let me bring you up to speed.

I paid Maddox $10 million to sabotage
some of your time controllers with

defective chips.

Now, why, you may ask?

Because Deckard's contract is up for
renewal and you just can't stand him

a contract that should be yours.

You know, there comes a time in a man's
life when he realizes that $6 billion

just isn't enough.

In any case, things were going along
swimmingly until Maddox decided to get

entrepreneurial. He took the $10
million, came back here to 1990, and

my stock at dirt cheap prices.

The net result of this move is that in
2007, I suddenly have a majority

a partner I don't want.

You're breaking my heart.

Save me the brave front in the face of
death moment, Mr. Logan, and tell me

where Maddox is.

I don't know.

I still don't know.

Okay. You're a heroic sort of guy,
trained to withstand the worst sort of

physical pressure, take your secrets to
the grave, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Gross.

I'm not going to ask again.

Gee, Cromwell, if it means that much to
you, I'm right here.

Sorry, Jack, I was hoping things would
be a little simpler.

That's because you're a simpleton.

Now, where's my stock?

Sticks and stones. Looks to me like
we've got a little Mexican standoff.

Maybe watching her die will help
motivate you.

What'd you inject her with?

Synthetic virus.

Very aggressive little strain.

It'll take about a half an hour to get
to her heart. And when that happens,

she'll be dead.

I believe him, Jack.

So do I.

Tommy.

You give me the stock certificates.

And I'll give you the antidote to save
her. I've got them hidden.

Beautiful. Then we can all find them
together.

No. I'll meet you at the TEC.

I trust you about as much as you trust
me, Cromwell.

Jack, I know you trust Maddox with your
life, but since this isn't my life,

could you go with him?

What were you thinking, Tommy? I was
thinking I'd take this psychopath down,

know, burn him with his own cash.

Oh, so you're the good guy in all this.

All right, I get rich in the process,
but I figured where's the harm? Who'd

hurt? Who'd get hurt?

Why don't you ask Hemmings?

I'm sorry about that, Jack. I really am.

Sorry isn't enough, Tommy.

Not this time.

You want to know the truth, Jack?

I just got tired.

Tired of being shot at in the past.

I would think if I died in 1865 or 1902,
who would know me? Would anybody care?

That's the job. I know that, but I want
it out. And I want it out with more than

a gold -plated time controller and a pat
on the back for a job well done.

I made a mistake, so kill me.

The thought has crossed my mind.

Let's save Hemings first, huh?

Watch it, fellas.

Easter's library.

What will become Easter's library.

Since I was leaving a paper trail, what
better place to hide than most important

papers? You're a real genius, Tommy.
Wait till I tell you what I plan to do

the dividends.

Just show me the money, okay?

I'm more concerned about that virus in
Heming's bloodstream than I am about

daydreams. Okay, okay, just making
conversation, trying to take the edge

stressful situation. Tommy! I'm on it.

So this is what $10 million in stock
certificates looks like?

No, back in 2007, that's what nearly $10
billion looks like.

That's what Cromwell's company is worth.

And those certificates give whoever owns
them controlling power.

I won't tolerate another double -cross,
Tony. You better know that. We're here

to save Hemings.

And I've got just the stuff.

I'll be awaiting your signal, Chief.

You'll get it as soon as I know how to
make this safe.

You ready for one last ride into the
sunset? Just like working thunder.

Let's just hope the ending's different.

Feeling poorly?

Well, if your friends don't show up in
three minutes, you won't be feeling

anything ever again.

Gentlemen. Well?

You first.

Oh, no, no, by all means.

After you.

I insist.

Oh, well, if you insist.

No, we're almost there.

Thank you, Tommy.

You're going to be okay.

You know what I've been doing while I've
been back here?

You mean besides dealing my company?

I've been learning magic.

You see, Jack?

This is the kind of stuff I was talking
about.

Is it bad?

Well, no, but it could have been.

Where's Cromwell?

Rough day?

Tell me about it.

It's like a maze down in those tunnels.
I couldn't find it. Is that right?

Got to show his face again sometime.

And when he does, I just know you'll be
waiting.

You know, there's got to be an old first
aid kit around here somewhere.

Ready to get out of here?

You know, your buddy's not a bad guy.

No, he just did a bad thing.

Launch sequence initiated.

You got to disengage that thing.

Where are you going, Tommy?

I'm going to my beach, Jack.

I'm going to lie in the sun.

You can figure out what year.

Join me.

Can't let you go, you know that.

I can't let you take me in, Jack.

I'd rather have you shoot me than spend
the rest of my life in a cage.

No, I'm getting on that sled, Jack.

You do what you're given.

Yeah. I'll see you on the other side,
partner.

And I'll see you in hell!

See you on the other side.

Certificates were destroyed?

Up in smoke.

And just for the record, mind you,
Tommy, Cromwell are dead?

Well, technically, given the volatility
of the rocket's lead, Maddox could be

caught in a type of alternate universe.

Fine. Cromwell's dead. We type in
missing in action.

That's you, Hemmings. First mission,
your first mission report.

No, it's tough.

And being your partner and all.

Yeah.

It's a powerful thing, money.

Wasn't the money.