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Go! Go! Go!

"Join the sliders!
Travel to exotic lands!

"Meet
interesting people!"

And get eaten by them!

The next time you decide to
go native on me, count me out!

There's one minute
to go.

Hey, it's your fault,
you offended them.

Yeah, well, instead of shaking your
groove thing with the chief's daughter,

maybe you should focus
on finding your home world.

We really should try and learn as much
as possible about these worlds we visit,

someday our survival
may depend on it.

Q
- Ball, the girl was looking at you like a rare veal chop.

Hey, have you guys lost
your sense of adventure?

Yeah. Well, we're
gonna lose more than that

if we don't
get out of here now!

Hit it.
Three, two...

Bon app�tit.

Oh, I hate sand
in my shorts.

Oh, great,
public housing world.

Looks like we're tenants for three
days, four hours, six minutes.

It's just enough time
to figure out where we are.

Well, if this
is your Earth,

maybe these ruins are left
over from the last time

that the humans and the
Kromaggs duked it out.

No, these buildings
aren't battle-damaged.

Looks like
a demolition zone.

No!

How long have
we been here?

Over an hour.

Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm
Brigadier General Randall Simmons.

I'm Quinn Mallory.
This is Rembrandt Brown,

and that's Maggie Beckett
over there.

What the devil is
going on? Where are we?

Didn't anyone
tell you?

No one's told us
a thing.

I'm sorry, I thought you already knew.

You're home.

Home?

You mean we're back
on Earth Prime?

It's not possible. We've been to Earth
Prime. It's overrun with Kromaggs.

Was overrun.
Three months ago,

we cracked the Kromagg
communications protocols.

We were able to access most of
their tactical and defensive systems,

turned their own technology
against them.

Two weeks ago we celebrated VK
Day. Victory over the Kromaggs.

This way, please.

What if you found a
portal to a parallel universe?

What if you could slide into
a thousand different worlds

where it's the same year
and you're the same person,

but everything else
is different?

And what if you can't
find your way home?

If you've won the war against the
Kromaggs, what was that battle we saw?

Yeah, we nearly got
our heads blown off.

Ninety percent of the planet
is back under human control.

But there are still pockets
of Kromagg resistance.

You had the bad luck
to slide into a hot LZ.

In addition to
Kromagg weapons technology,

we've also adapted
their sliding capability.

This display shows our tactical status
on all multi-Earth battle fronts.

These yellow ribbons indicate worlds
which have been liberated, Mr. Brown.

We've got the Maggots on the run
on over two dozen parallel worlds.

And I'd say
that calls for a drink.

Will someone tell me
what's going on?

Just relax. It's okay.

Just relax,
try to remember.

You've been having memory
lapses since the attack.

The docs say it'll pass.

We've seen this kind
of thing before.

Thanks.

Almost bought the farm
from a Kromagg plasma cannon.

I remember something.

An explosion, a hospital.

That was three days ago.

Three days?

We've found this kind of
disorientation is common

when a person has been exposed to
certain types of Kromagg energy weapons.

You will recover.

And when you do,

we need people who've had
experience with the Maggs.

Feel like strapping on a
Harrier again, Captain Beckett?

Our campaign
is expanding.

We're kicking the Maggs
off more worlds every day.

But we're spread thin.

We need help.

Mr. Brown, there's a naval commission
in this for you, if you want it.

All the same to you,
I just want to go home,

try to find my family,
see if they're okay.

Can you help us,
General?

My mother was shipped
off-world by the Maggs.

Yes, and a friend
of ours, Wade.

She was taken by the
Kromaggs to a breeder camp.

We found thousands of human
refugees on other Earths.

There's a chance,
a good one,

your people are alive.

What about
my offer, Captain?

I know you've been eager
to get back up there again.

I might still be
a little fuzzy,

but I don't recall
mentioning that to anyone.

You're a pilot.

What self-respecting marine wouldn't
want to get back up there and mix it up?

This is all happening
too fast.

Ah. I understand.

You've been sliding so long, it
must be tough to accept the idea

that your journey
is finally over.

You can start a brand
new life on our world.

Or any other world,
for that matter.

Of course, we'll have to debrief you,

get the details of your
Kromagg encounters,

or any other worlds
you may have encountered.

Their culture,
natural resources.

I have some questions
of my own.

Such as?

Such as,

what is a one-star general doing
in charge of a unified command?

With all due respect,

you seem a bit
light on the brass

to be running
a campaign this size.

You're not
from our Earth, Captain.

Your military
may be different than ours.

Granted.

But is it also customary
on your world

for a marine officer to be handing
out naval field commissions?

The last time I checked,
we worked for the Navy.

Tell me what you want.
I can make it happen.

It wasn't a battlefield
we slid into.

I've seen
bombed-out buildings.

This was a demolition site.

No! No way.
This is a trick!

Quinn! Remmy!

What are you
talking about?

You can stop the charade.
You're a Kromagg, aren't you?

What?

I've seen what you do.

Twist people's
perceptions,

make us see
what you want us to.

Calm down.

You stay away from me.

Welcome back to reality,
Miss Beckett.

Who the hell are you?

I'm not a Kromagg,
whatever that is.

Oh! Take it easy.

Coming out of virtual
space can be disorienting.

You'll need to get
your land legs back.

Where am I?

You're in virtual reality recovery
at Chandler Federal Hospital.

I'm Randall Simmons,
your case worker.

Recovery?
Recovery from what?

The short version?

You were buried alive.

Though what you and
your friends were doing

in the middle
of a demolition site

is a question
only you can answer.

My friends. Where are they?
Are they okay?

They're fine. They're
in VR recovery, too.

Speak English.

VR is an
effective technique.

Although you seem to have
an aversion to it.

Tell me, do you feel that you're
resistant to pleasant thoughts?

I don't like people
poking around in my head.

Obviously.

I've never seen anyone
outsmart VR therapy.

I'll have to have a word
with our programmers.

Still, you and your friends
are quite a mystery.

No medicards,
no subdermal ID chips.

It's almost
as if you just

materialized here.

And then there's this.

I need to see
my friends. Now.

That's right.

Oh, yeah.
Come here.

That's right.

Yeah.

Get those things
off of them.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, now, we
need to bring them out slowly.

Sudden reality shifts
are dangerous.

There can be seizures,
even brain damage.

What are those?

We use them
to monitor the therapy.

You monitor their mind?
Invade their thoughts?

No, we monitor
their therapy.

In order to stimulate
the healing process,

the mind is immersed
in pleasant desires.

Memories, the like.

The machines read those
thoughts, enhance them,

then play them back
to the patient.

Tuna casserole,
my favorite, Mama.

Rise and shine,
lover boy.

I was in a park.

Welcome to the world
of VR medicine.

Incredible.

Nurse, maybe these gentlemen are hungry.

Oh, no, thanks,
I ate already.

I think. How long have we been under?

Long enough.

The timer's
counting up.

We missed
the sliding window.

We're stranded
here.

Are you sure?
Maybe you read it wrong.

There's no mistake.
We missed the gateway.

It's counting up
to the next window.

In 29 years.

I'm not ready
to accept that yet.

We've missed
a window before.

On that
Egyptian Earth.

Yeah, but we were able to find
another timer and slide out.

Yeah, but from
what Simmons says,

this Earth doesn't have
that kind of technology.

Not yet.

What're you saying? You can
build another sliding machine?

Maybe, but it's not like I carry
the blueprints in my back pocket.

I'd be working from memory.
I'd need your help.

Oh, sure, and I'll just build
a time machine while I'm at it.

Don't sell yourself short.
You knew your husband's work.

No, I listened to him
talk about it.

I also handed him the
occasional magnospanner,

and gave back rubs.

Doesn't make me
a scientist.

Anything you could
remember would help.

Look, maybe this
Simmons guy can help us.

No.

We don't know enough
about this world

to just hand them
the secret to sliding.

Right.

We tell him who we are, and
where we're from, but no more.

I have to admit, when I heard Ms.
Beckett's parallel world story,

I thought we pulled her
out of the VR too soon.

Sometimes I wish it was
just a bad dream.

We appreciate
your helping us.

Well, the government
on my Earth

is more than happy
to help you get home.

Look,
I don't get it.

Is everybody here
in therapy?

No, of course not.

VR is used for more than
just medicinal purposes.

It's a source of recreation,
education, entertainment.

It's part of
our way of life.

So that guy
over there,

how does he paint the
building with a VR unit on?

The VR unit just makes
the job more enjoyable.

See, it has a multi-tasking function.

You can perform one task
while perceiving another in VR.

So he thinks
he's painting a masterpiece.

I took a job on a
production line one year.

I could've used
one of those.

We've set up the lab with
everything you've asked for.

This way.

Man, I don't even want to know
what he thinks he's doing.

Come on in.

There are cots in the corner,
and a kitchen in the back.

If there's anything else
that you need that isn't here,

just let us know.

Thanks.

I'll let you
get to it, then.

Oh, one more thing.
I almost forgot.

The latest
recreational model.

The Realman XL.

Hey, thanks, man.

Just a few
safety tips with these.

They feed off a central VR processor,
so you can enter each other's fantasies.

Just don't try and pull someone
out suddenly. That can be dangerous.

Enjoy them,
but remember,

they can be
habit-forming.

What do we
need these for?

It's like Q-Ball said.
When in Rome...

We're not gonna have any time to
take side trips into VR world, Remmy.

We got 29.7 years
to kill here, remember?

We will get out
of here, Remmy.

I promise you that.

Yeah, well, I'm sure you two
geniuses can come up with something.

Just make sure
that we're gone

before I have to change my
name to Old Crying Man Brown.

We can do this,
Maggie.

Looks like they set us up
pretty good.

Maybe too good.

Don't you think Simmons seems a
little too eager to help us out?

Anything we want,
no questions asked.

I don't trust him.

You think I do?

But right now,
we do not have a choice.

You know how many dishes we'd have to
wash to afford a computer like this?

We'd be better off waiting
29 years for the next window.

All right.
So where do we start?

Start. Right.

Quinn?

There's something
you're not telling me.

Remember I told you
I'd be working from memory?

Well, the memory doesn't
seem to be working so good.

What do you mean?

I've been racking my brain for hours,
hoping it was just a temporary lapse,

just a VR hangover.

I can't remember how to
build a sliding machine.

It's quite
a fantastic story.

Alternate dimensions,

an infinite number
of worlds.

It would be a real coup
for the company.

And for you.

For both of us.

It's her friend
who's the scientist.

You should be
focusing on him.

No, she's the key.

We need her
to bring them around.

She doesn't trust you.

Well, neither do you.

But what difference
does that make?

This is very big, Randall.

Don't screw it up.

Nothing looks familiar.

For all I know, this is a
nuclear-powered cigarette lighter.

Damn it, can't you remember
anything? A theory? A formula?

Anything that might
trigger a memory in me.

I don't know!

Our apartment was so cluttered with
scribbled-out formulas and papers and books.

A lot about a man
named Tesla.

Nikola Tesla!

Yeah.

Tesla died
over 50 years ago.

He invented a device
called the tesla coil.

It was a primitive
electrical induction device.

Wait, Steven once said

that induction coils were an
important part of his machine.

Of course. You'd need to
generate a huge burst of power

in order to open
a sliding vortex.

Okay! We've got
a place to start.

Wait, wait, wait.

There's something else. It
seemed so silly, I almost forgot.

What's that?

He made me memorize it. He
said it helped him remember.

Remember what?

I don't know. He died
before he could tell me.

A musical clue.

Rembrandt!
Rembrandt!

Oh, I don't like this.

Remmy's been through a lot.
He needs some R and R.

Yeah, but if these things
are causing memory loss,

we should get him
out of there now.

No, no, no, no, no. That
would be even more dangerous.

He's got to come
out of it by himself.

How long is that gonna take? I don't
want him to get hooked on this thing.

I could see how tempting
throwing one of those things on

and just forgetting about
everything would be.

My point exactly.

Who knows how long
he'll stay in there

and how many
brain cells he'll fry.

Where are you
going?

Simmons says we could jack
into each other's fantasies.

Be right back.

No, Stan! No!

Capital "N,"
capital "O."

Will you get
out of my hair?

No, no, no,
not you, Stan.

Look, this was
all agreed.

I'll pick up the cost
for the massage therapist,

but I'm not budging
on the money.

We're talking
gross points here!

Will you get
off of me?

No, not you, Stan.

Give me a minute.

La Toya.

Look, I know how someone like myself
is hard to resist, and I'm flattered.

But I'm a married man.
I have a wife and two kids.

I have a husband
and three children.

What's that
got to do with it?

Stay away from me.
This is business.

Where was I, Stan?

Yeah, look, I'm only doing this
concert as a favor to Billy.

Look, Billy's got
the croup.

Uh, Stan?

Stan?

I have to get
back to you.

I got a situation.

La Toya.

We'd be
so good together!

La Toya!

La Toya,

this is sexual harassment.
Now, I could call the cops.

Mmm, you are so handsome
when you're angry.

Should I make
an appointment?

No, no, Maggie.

This isn't
what you think.

I was just taking
a little dictation.

Yeah.

She seems like
she's very good at it.

Well, when you get to my position
in life, there are certain people

who want to try
to take advantage of that.

Hmm.

Well, maybe I can help.

We have to get back
to the lab now.

I'm not going back
to the lab.

I'm opening Saturday night
at the Hollywood Bowl.

The artist formerly known
as Elvis is on the bill.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

What part of my
program are you?

I'm not part
of your fantasy.

You're real?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, that's
right. You can do that.

All right. It's time
to go, Rembrandt.

Look, I am not going!

What?

Why should I,
Maggie? I mean,

look around you, I've got everything
I've always wanted and more.

I mean, I got a wife,
two kids.

Gold records.

A dog, somewhere.

My mother is finally
speaking to me.

I've got respect.

Respect from whom?

A computer-generated sexpot?

How can you be happy with love
and success that aren't real?

Reality hasn't had a whole
lot to offer me lately, Maggie.

So you want
to be spoon-fed a fantasy?

There is a whole world
out there!

A world with two very real
people who need your help.

And a mother who is stuck in
a world under Kromagg rule.

Now, she
needs you, too.

Here. You sit.

Damn it.

Again, Quinn?

How dare you have sex
with me without my consent?

How dare me? How dare you!
This is my private fantasy!

For God's sake, Quinn, you can't just
go around using people's likenesses

for your own
twisted pleasure.

How is this any different
from any ordinary daydream?

Minus the unannounced
visitor, of course!

So this is how
you think of me?

No.

Come on,
that's not it at all.

Shut this down now.

Remmy, are you okay?

I feel sick.

If I could just get back
in the VR world for a while,

I'm sure it'll pass.

Forget it. Forget it!

Don't you see
what's going on here?

These things are like a drug. Just
jack in and make all the pain go away.

Well, no!

I'm not gonna be stuck in a
VR coma for the next 29 years!

If we're going to get out of here,
you guys, we have to work together.

And that means
going cold turkey.

Hey!

Maggie, no!

Yes! All right?
Enough of this!

Maggie. No!

That's it.
It's over!

Rembrandt, that's it.

Now, let's get
back to work.

How's our little project
coming along?

Very nicely,
thank you.

The VR success
is the only reason

the big boys are allowing us
to proceed with this.

Then we can move forward?

For now,

but they want to know
when we can expect

the big breakthrough
I've promised them.

Well, it's not gonna
happen any faster

with you breathing
down my neck.

So why don't you
go back to corporate

and I'll call you
when it's time?

Nobody from corporate
is taking it easy on this.

They'll want to see
a significant return.

A significant return! Well,
what about worlds without end?

Limitless resources
to exploit,

unlimited labor pool,
infinite markets.

And infinite risk.

It's worth it.

It's not just your ass
on the line here, Randall.

We need to make this happen.

It's under control.

I hope so.

For both our sakes.

That's it.

That's it.

Yeah. It sounds a lot like
a standard 12-bar bass riff.

Well, my husband really
liked the Rolling Who.

The who?

No, the Rolling Who, they wrote this
great rock opera called "Angie. "

Now, that's a show
I would like to see.

Well, I've written it
all out there.

E, A, E, B, A, E. Okay.

Yeah, now the sliding formula might
be hidden somewhere in those letters.

Great work.

It's from a can.

It's certainly not up to
the standards of a superstar.

Chicken soup
just like my mother's.

Oh, yeah. Sure.

I got the impression that you weren't
really on speaking terms with her.

She felt show biz
was the devil's work.

Last time we spoke,

I was just about to
board the bus for Detroit.

She never returned
my calls after that.

See, it's not just
about money or career.

It's about respect.

You know, respect, and
making my mother proud.

Everything I saw
in your fantasy.

Well, you know how those
things can take off on you.

I never had a family.

My mother always wanted me to have one.

If you could have family and
success, you can have it all.

The perfect life.

Kind of hard
to walk away from.

How about you?

You've been in. You've
seen how real VR can be.

Ever been tempted to try a
fantasy, maybe relive a memory?

There are some things
you just can't fix.

But wouldn't you want
to see your husband again?

Just for a little while?

Of course, I would.

But, you know,

what I'd find in there
wouldn't be Steven.

My Steven is gone.

My world is gone.

Some things
just go away, Remmy.

If you want to
change your life,

you have to
do it yourself.

You can't just strap on some
rose-colored VR goggles and...

Because at the end
of the day,

you take them off,

and the world
still looks the same.

If I took them off
and saw your face,

it's worth a case
of the shakes.

Okay.

Any of this
look familiar?

Yeah.

Could be part of the
initialization sequence.

I'm still gonna need
some time.

Well, time is one thing
we do have.

You accept the apology
of a crazy man?

Maybe.

Testosterone can do
crazy things to your mind.

What you saw,
it's not what you think.

Really?

You miss out on a lot when the
sole focus of your existence

is making the grade.

I never went through
that period in life

where there was no future
plans, no pressure to perform,

nothing to think about
except being young.

And I guess I felt I had
some catching up to do.

Sowing your virtual oats?

At first.

But with you,
it was different.

You're more to me
than that.

I was kind of hoping that
you'd have realized that by now.

Then why fantasize
when I'm right here?

I guess we never had time
for anything more.

We do now.

Maggie. Maggie,
come on. Snap out of it.

Come on, get up.

I hate to be insensitive, but
if you're going to be sick,

you're gonna have to use

one of these on the way.
Let's go.

Let's go.

Sweet dreams.

Thank God
we finally found you.

Found me where?
We were in the lab.

Simmons' virtual reality opium den.

We slid into a
demolition site

in some sort of
slave labor camp.

Remmy and I were thrown
clear of the blast,

but Simmons got
you and the timer.

Just keep
walking.

He's been using VR
to trick you

into telling him how to
build a sliding machine.

I told you, I don't know how
to build a sliding machine.

Well, you've given him
a pretty good head start.

Plus, he's got the timer, and the
window opens in less than three hours.

No. No. We missed the window!

Maggie, you have been
in VR for three days.

Everything you have
experienced

has been a virtual
fabrication. A lie!

The, uh... Building the
machine, the addictions,

none of it was real?

None of it.

None of it
was real.

So, what's our next move?

Same as always.

Getting the timer back.

It's not gonna be as easy as it
was breaking into the hospital.

Let's go.