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Theorizing that one could time-travel within his own lifetime,

Dr. Sam Beckett stepped into the Quantum Leap Accelerator

and vanished.

He woke to find himself trapped in the past,

facing mirror images that were not his own,

and driven by an unknown force

to change history for the better.

His only guide on this journey is Al,

an observer from his own time,

who appears in the form of a hologram

that only Sam can see and hear.

And so Dr. Beckett finds himself leaping from life to life,

striving to put right what once went wrong,

and hoping each time that his next leap

will be the leap home.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

That's one of, uh, favorite songs of mine

and I'm sure one of yours and that's

Feelings. Feelings.

Yes, well, about now would probably be a good time

to take a little pause for the old cause, so, ahhh...

Play Somewhere for me.

Hmm. Wh-wh-where?

Well, you can play it back at my place.

But I don't have a piano.

Oh!

Song. She's talking about a song...

Your song. The one you wrote.

Come on, Chuck.

Do it for me.

Oh, boy.

Thank you.

I need another drink. Frank!

Uh, that was a song for all of you lovers out there,

who have lost some love.

And, uh, here's another one.

You put lyrics to it.

Uh, well...

Uh, yeah, I mean, I figured that if I was gonna sing it,

it'd probably be better with lyrics, so I wrote a couple.

And I thought I was the lyricist in the act.

But I guess a lot changes after three years.

This was a mistake.

I'll be right back, folks.

I just want to know why you walked out.

It's not important now.

Yes, it is. No, it isn't.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Watch it. Careful, careful, don't touch it.

- It's all right. It's okay. - I'm sorry.

- I've been looking for you for months. - It's... it's okay.

Why don't you shut up and let him play?

Because I need to talk to him.

He's a piano player, not a shrink.

- You're dead. - Excuse me.

I'm gonna take a little... little break right now.

Okay? And I'll be back in a minute.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Here you go.

Don't mind Janelle. She gets real territorial when she drinks.

So, what'll it be, Chuck?

Um, coffee?

That'd be fine.

Two.

The whole time I was driving, I kept telling myself:

"Lorraine, turn the car around. Just turn around."

Oh, oh.

I'm so sorry.

Don't worry about it.

A quick skin graft, it'll be good as new.

- It's okay. - I'm such a klutz.

No, no, no, you're not.

Not really.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Why didn't you say goodbye?

Why did you just walk out of my life?

You slimy lounge lizard.

You've been working on the Z circuit for five minutes

- and you've got her in tears. - It's not what you think.

Isn't it?

Your name is Chuck Danner, lounge lizard extraordinaire.

I think three years ago you didn't want to marry me.

And that's why I ran away?

I haven't got the foggiest...

- What else could I think? - Well, uh,

No birth certificate, no social security, no draft card...

Why else would you disappear?

Why else would you change your name?

Ah, that's it. You changed your name.

We gotta get your real name, Sam.

I need some answers, so I can get on with my life,

because I've met someone else.

It took her three years?

Someone else?

His name is Carl Morgan and he's very successful,

and he doesn't live on the road.

And most important, he loves me very much.

I wonder why she's sitting on a barstool next to you.

Good point.

Good point?

If you love him why are you here?

Carl wanted to be sure there weren't any ghosts.

That's Carl's first mistake.

He said we couldn't start our new life until we were both sure that it was over.

So is it?

Well, I, uh,

I think that answers it.

I just want to know why you didn't even say goodbye.

Look, we should talk about that.

Eh, But...

But?

But I've got another set to do.

So if you could just wait here, then, when I'm done, we'll talk, okay?

Okay, but I promised Carl that I'd call him

and let him know that I'm all right.

All right.

Maybe I'm here to put this couple back together.

Yeah. Could be, or maybe break them up so that

she and Carl can live happily ever after.

I don't think so. But we won't know anything until we find out who I am.

Now, all we know is you're Chuck Danner, whom you're not,

and you're entertaining in a lounge in Tularosa, New Mexico,

November 10, 1985.

What's the guy saying in the waiting room?

He still insists that he's Chuck Danner, lounge lizard extraordinaire.

It's all right. I found him.

He's playing a place called the Roadside Rendezvous

near Tularosa, New Mexico.

So what's happened?

Nothing's happened.

We're waiting to talk.

Three years and he's still got you waiting?

He has to finish his set first.

He's been very nice.

How nice?

Just nice. Carl, please don't worry.

Look, this was a mistake. I want you to come home.

But this was your idea.

I know,

but I just think that you should come home now.

I will. Now stop worrying, okay?

It's hard when you're with a guy that you were crazy in love with.

That was a long time ago.

You have to trust me.

Okay. Okay.

Just get him out of your system and come back to me.

I want this whole thing finished so we can get married.

Me, too.

You fly good tomorrow.

Come home, and I'll fly better.

I love you.

I think.

Play it again, Sam.

I've always wanted to say that.

Thank you and good night.

You know, if you'd stayed in town you'd have been recording.

- You think? - Yes.

You would have signed that deal and we would have gotten married.

Oh, take your shot, Sam.

And that would have made you Mrs...

- DeNardo. - DeNardo.

That's one out of two.

It's a lot better than Danner.

Why did you change it?

It's kind of a long story.

You know how hard it was to find you?

Uh, yeah, well, I can imagine.

But I knew you'd never give up your music.

So I thought, where would you never go?

And then I remembered how much you hated these lounges.

So I gave it a shot.

Chuck, I need a big favor.

Um, Janelle wants me to take her home, so, uh,

how about I borrow your wheels for a few hours?

Uh, yeah, o-okay.

Here you go.

Thanks.

- Where are you parked? - Outside.

Well, that narrows it down.

See you in the morning.

Joey, you never used to let anybody touch your car.

Joey. Bingo!

It's been a long time since anybody's called me by that name.

Okay, Joey DeNardo was born

in Chicago in December, 1950,

a-and he died when,

When his car was bombed in a parking lot in Tularosa, New Mexico.

Oh, my God.

That was meant for you.

Someone's trying to kill me.

My guess is that's him.

Ugh. Sam.

- Oh, God, you've been shot! - Oh, no.

Get out of here.

I won't leave you.

Go get your car.

Go.

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

- Is it bad? - I don't think so.

It looks like the bullet passed clean through the lateral quadricep.

The what?

Give me your scarf.

You okay?

Yes. But those people...

those people are dead.

Those people could've been you two.

You changed history, Sam.

Because the guy you leapt into...

- Joey. - Yeah, that guy.

He... he was originally killed by that car bomb.

This is all my fault.

No, it isn't.

Is it?

- Yes. - No.

Joey DeNardo and Lorraine were a hot lounge act in Chicago,

until you disappeared three years ago.

- Why? - Because I'm a jinx.

Because you saw someone get whacked.

I saw somebody get murdered?

I know, it was horrible. That poor bartender, that poor girl.

Even though she was really mean.

No, not them. Some mustache named Ponti.

Now get this, Sam.

You and this Ponti and a guy named Nick Bellini

all grew up together in the same neighborhood.

They went into the mob and you went into music.

Then later on, they had a falling-out

and, uh, this Nick used you to set up Ponti.

So I saw Ponti get killed.

And you've been running ever since.

You saw Ponti murdered three years ago?

That's why you ran away.

I guess so.

It wasn't because of me!

I guess not. Joey.

I'm sorry!

Tell her to say she's sorry later on.

Ziggy says Nicky's 90 seconds behind us

and the two of you are gonna get killed when we pass milepost 257.

Oh, Joey, I'm so relieved that it wasn't me.

I mean, that you were running from.

All these years I thought that it was me.

After all, I'm a terrible klutz.

What?

Nothing. Just keep driving.

Oh, God! I almost forgot.

- Is he still behind us? - Yeah, and he's gaining.

What's wrong?

Oh, God, not again!

- What? - What?

I think I'm running out of gas.

That worked just like in a Western movie.

Okay, come on.

Now we gotta figure out some way to get some gasoline.

How the hell did you get out of the ditch?

- Well, we got lucky, Sheriff. - Coffee?

Two cowboys came along and pulled us out.

They even had a tank full of gas.

All right. You stay there at Thelma's.

Thelma's? I thought this was Polly's.

- Thelma owns it. - Oh, okay.

I'll be there in 20 minutes.

Uh, yeah, all right. We'll be here, Sheriff.

Thanks.

I am so sorry. I guess I'm a bit nervous.

It happens to my little granddaughter all the time.

H-how much do we owe you?

Four early bird specials with two pieces of cherry pie. $6.50.

Well, here.

You still carry this?

Teach it to me.

What?

Your song.

Oh, that was real pretty.

But I wanna know, can you cut loose?

Hell, you two are good!

You should get yourself an act.

Did I say something?

No. No, we, um,

we had an act about three years ago.

Oh!

Well, you ought to put it back together.

Hmm.

Yeah. Yeah, thanks.

Lorraine.

Come on.

Listen, everything's gonna be okay.

I called the Sheriff, he's gonna pick up Nicky... Nicky?

Nicky Bellini, the guy who's trying to kill me.

It won't make any difference.

Of course, it will.

No, I'm a jinx.

No, you're not.

Remember all the terrible things that happened to you when we started dating?

Uh...

Well, uh...

No, not really.

How could you forget the ornament I bought you for your tree?

The ornament?

The arson investigator said it started the whole thing.

And the time we went to California.

That was a great trip.

Except your luggage went to Iran.

Well, you know, there's a good side to that.

I mean, I... I could've gone with it.

And how about our ski trip?

You broke both legs.

Well, it was my fault. I... I shouldn't have fallen.

You wouldn't have fallen if I hadn't skied into you.

Come on now, you didn't do it on purpose.

I'm a jinx and I'm gonna get you killed.

- Lorraine, come on... - I have to call Carl.

And here comes Davy Jones in his last qualifying heat.

The big race is tomorrow.

Were you hurt?

No, I'm fine. We got away.

That's it, Lorraine. I want you home.

Maybe you're right.

You're damn right, I'm right. I mean, really!

I mean, mobsters trying to kill you!

Not me. Joey.

Well, who you're with.

Carl, I said that I'm all right.

Where are you now?

A little diner outside of Vadito.

All right, I'll call the Sheriff.

Joey already did.

Then there's no reason for you to stay.

I have to wait for the Sheriff.

Damn it, Lorraine, I love you, and I can't stand the thought of you

being with a man that doesn't care whether you live or die.

He saved my life.

He saved his own life.

Look, if Joey really cared about you,

he'd get you as far away from that mess as possible.

Every minute you're there, your life's in danger.

But Joey said...

Joey is the cause of all your grief.

This isn't his fault.

Then whose is it?

Mine, I guess.

Yours?

I'm a jinx, Carl. I've always been a jinx.

Not for me.

When have you ever been a jinx for me?

Never, I guess.

I want you to come home, Lorraine.

Lorraine.

I need a little more time.

All right. How much time?

Until I know that Joey's safe.

You're not his mother, Lorraine.

All right, when the Sheriff comes, I'll leave.

You promise?

Promise.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Sam, you gotta get out of here.

Al, would you just relax, okay? Darn it!

Everything's fine. I called the Sheriff.

He's gonna be here in 10 minutes.

You're gonna be dead in 8. Both of you.

You both get killed.

What do you mean, we both get killed?

What do you mean? I mean, you get killed.

As in dead, morte, kaput, finito, the big sleep.

But Ziggy said that was supposed to happen around milepost 257.

Well, now it happens here.

You changed history, now it's coming back to bite you in the...

But the Sheriff is coming...

He's coming to clean up Nicky's mess.

What's this guy got? A police radio or something?

I don't know. Your guess is as good as mine.

Okay, so from now on, no more police.

Al, we need a plan.

Ziggy says to get the hell out of Dodge!

That's not a plan.

I had a fencing teacher once that said the best defense was distance.

So get some distance and then we'll make a plan.

All right. All right.

Lorraine.

- Lorraine, we got to get going. - The Sheriff's coming.

Come on, we can't wait for him.

Why not?

Because I got this sixth sense. Thank you.

Uh, it's telling me the Sheriff isn't gonna get here in time.

It's telling you to get out of here.

How do you know?

Because we've been shot at, nearly blown up, ran out of gas,

and barely escaped capture by a lunatic, who wants us dead.

- Now listen... - I'll catch up with you later.

Is that reason enough?

But where are we going?

Somewhere Nicki can't find us.

Do you think we lost him?

Yeah, I hope so.

It's funny. You think about so many things in life

and I never thought about this.

About dying.

Not like this. I mean, d-did you?

We're not gonna die.

You wouldn't have yanked me out of that diner if you didn't think so.

Well, I... I just felt that

distance was our best defense.

Yeah, right.

You know, I always wish we'd gone to Hawaii.

They've got some great lounges there.

We could've found one, settled down,

bought a little place on the beach.

Paid a zillion dollars for it.

And lived happily, in debt, ever after.

At least we'd be off the road.

That's one thing that I wouldn't miss.

Would you?

Well, no. Actually, I wouldn't miss the road at all.

In fact, I wouldn't mind having a place

that I could call home for a while.

I could wear a grass skirt.

Yeah. Yeah. And, um,

I could bring you fresh coconut milk for breakfast.

And we could lie on the beach in the sun all day, writing songs.

Poring over our million-dollar recording contracts.

We would never have to do anything

we didn't wanna do for the rest of our lives.

I'll buy that.

Oh, boy!

This is all my fault. Now he's gonna kill us here.

No, he won't. We'll just get the tire changed

and then we'll be out of here in no time.

Tire?

I've been meaning to fix that tire.

It's flat. The tire's...

I know. I know, you're sorry.

But I really am sorry.

- I'll be right back. - Okay.

Looks like you've got yourself a flat.

I need to get a new tire. How much?

Why didn't you just put on the spare?

Well, 'cause the spare is flat, too.

You gotta watch that.

I could patch that one up for you until you get yourself a new wheel,

'cause that one's shot.

There's no time to fix it.

I... I gotta get out of here right away.

See, ah...

Um, I'm late for, uh, a wedding.

I'm the... I'm the best man, and... and my girlfriend...

I fell down while I was trying to change the tire...

Okay. Okay.

I'm sure I have something that will work, but it will cost you.

- $80. - $80?

You're free to shop the competition.

Okay, all right. Okay.

Uh...

Let's do it. I'll help you.

Let's move it.

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Midwest...

Lorraine, you said you were coming.

You said you were coming home when the Sheriff got there.

He didn't get there.

What?

Well, we sort of left early.

What do you mean you left?

Joey thought we were in danger.

What, so he took you back out on the road?

We had no choice.

That's it, Lorraine.

I can't put up with this anymore. Where are you?

I don't know. Some gas station.

Where?

I guess it's after Taos.

Okay, okay, okay, now listen to me.

There's a little airport north of Taos called Sedona.

- It's about... - Carl.

Just listen to me, please.

I want Joey to drive you to the airport as fast as he can.

- I'll meet you there. - What about your race?

Screw the race. I don't want you getting hurt, you understand?

No. You've been preparing for this race for months.

I... I won't let you ruin your chances.

And I won't let you ruin our lives.

Lorraine, promise you'll meet me there.

Lorraine?

What?

Promise to meet me at the airport.

Sam, it's not going to work. We had Ziggy run the numbers

and you can't hide in the mountains.

Why not?

Because he'll find you there.

I'll just have to face him, I guess.

No, you only have a 3 percent chance of winning.

I can't run from him forever, Al.

The only way you're gonna get out of this

is you gotta get rid of Miss Lucky Charm, here.

How's it going?

Uh, pretty good. I think he's almost done.

How's Carl?

- He's a little upset. - Yeah.

He wants us to meet up at some little airport.

- It's just... - That's perfect.

That's a great... that's a great idea.

- It is? - Yeah. Yeah, listen.

I've been thinking that maybe it would be better if we split up,

you know, until everything's okay. Okay?

No, it's not okay.

I don't want to leave you.

The only way to get rid of this one

is to play hardball, Sam. Pick a fight.

Don't squirm on me, Sam.

You've got to do it to save her life.

Lorraine.

Be tough. Tough.

This isn't working out.

That's tough.

What are you saying?

She doesn't mean a thing to you, Sam.

It was just a fling.

I... I need some time to think things over.

I understand that.

I just stroll into your life after three years.

You need a little time to figure things out.

Yeah.

But that doesn't mean we have to be apart.

Ditch her, Sam.

She's ready to go.

Okay, thanks.

- Keep in mind... - We'll be over in a second.

...her last three boyfriends all died under bizarre circumstances.

- What? - Yes.

- What? - Ask about Judd.

What happened to Judd?

Well,

you can... you can lose perspective looking through a camera,

and he didn't really notice

that he'd actually stepped into the alligator pit.

Alligator pit?

- How about Michael? - And Michael?

Now, that wasn't my fault.

Not really.

I didn't tell him to go to the Dodgers game.

Who knew he was gonna try and catch a foul ball from the second deck?

Now, let's not forget...

Let's not forget...

Would you stop it.

If you don't want to be with me, just say it.

Oh, say it, Sam. Say it!

Lorraine,

I don't want to be with you anymore.

You said it.

I can't believe you actually said it.

That's just fine. That's...

Lorraine.

Now I can get on with my life without you!

That's fine. That's good. That's great.

It's for the best, Sam.

You did the right thing.

I know.

Sam!

No!

Stop!

Damn it! She still gets killed.

A witness says that she was run off the road by a guy driving a camper.

Damn it! He never gets caught.

You've got to get there before he does.

Go! Go!

Stop! Stop!

Come on.

Wake up, Lorraine, it's not worth dying over.

No!

Come on.

Well, that's the end of Nicky.

- Joey doesn't die, right? - No, Joey doesn't die

and the truck driver in there's fine, too.

Ziggy said he was belted in.

- Uh-oh! - What?

Lorraine still dies.

My God, those people got burned to death.

And Joey got shot.

At the gas station?

No, after the explosion.

He's okay, though.

So you both got away safe?

- This guy, he kept... - The guy in the camper?

Did Joey know who it was?

Some guy named Nicky.

He was the one that killed Joey's friend, Ponti.

That's why Joey left Chicago.

He saw the murder.

So where's this Nicky now?

I don't know. We lost him.

You mean he never caught Joey?

No.

I don't think so.

I don't know.

We had this horrible fight and I left.

Joey didn't come with you?

Okay! Okay!

There's a fork in the road up ahead,

And when we get to it, you're gonna...

What do you mean, you don't know which way we go?

You haven't told me yet.

No, I'm talking to Gushie.

Gushie, center me on her.

Al, just tell me which way to the airport, okay?

No, we don't know.

According to Ziggy, her body was found in the desert,

midway between Taos and Sedona.

How? Who killed her?

We don't know that, either.

This is crazy. Nicky's dead, right?

He's a French fry.

Well, if he's dead then who kills Lorraine?

I told you, Ziggy's got nothing.

Maybe it was another accident then.

- She is accident-prone... - Oh, sure.

She accidentally shot a two-inch hole in the back of her head

and then dumped herself out in the wilderness.

Why can't Ziggy just center in on her? What's the problem?

Because he can't. She's one of those people

that's got some little synapses connections in her brain missing.

What?

She's dizzy, and she's hard to get a lock on.

Well, he's got to. How much time is left?

Uh.

According to the autopsy report, we got about 7 minutes...

Almost 8 minutes.

Oh, there's the fork, right there! Now, uh,

62 percent chance that whoever killed her

met her in Taos. So take a left.

No, take a, a left.

Sam, take a left. That's not a left, that's a right. What's the matter with you?

What are you doing?

I'm following my gut.

Hope you got good guts.

So do I.

Where did you leave Joey, Lorraine?

At the gas station.

- Did he say where he was going? - No.

Where could he have gone?

I don't know and I don't care.

I'm with you now.

Damn it, Lorraine, think!

Where could he have gone?

Carl, why are you acting like this?

I don't understand.

I do.

Joey, what are you doing?

Saving your life.

Something I should've done 3 years ago.

What?

Joey, Joey, Joey.

- How you doing? - You know each other?

You could say that.

Nicky and I go way back.

Nicky?

Nicky Bellini.

He's been using you, Lorraine.

Using you to find me.

No. You're wrong.

We're engaged to be married. Tell him, Carl.

Oh, God.

Sam, he's got a gun.

Put your hands on your head.

Come on.

You were using me?

You were using me to find him?

H-hey!

You used me to find Joey, too, Lorraine. Or, at least, my money.

I'm just sorry it took so long.

And everything you said, you didn't mean any of it?

It looks like you didn't, neither.

You would have let me just die in that explosion.

Face it, Lorraine, nobody wants a jinx.

You bastard!

No, no, no, no!

Go ahead and I'll break it.

You should've shot him.

Come on, let her go.

Put the rifle down first.

He's gonna break her neck.

Okay.

Okay. Just don't hurt her, all right?

Now my gun.

Now back off.

Get ready to take off.

Go, now.

Carl, no!

So you've known the deceased for some time?

Yeah.

I'd like to say you did it, Sam,

but I think this one, we've got to give it all to Lorraine.

What happens to her?

Uh, she marries Joey.

Then he's still alive?

No.

Yes.

Poor Carl. I mean, Nicky.

I always thought he'd die in a plane crash.

So what happens to us?

I don't know.

What do you want to do?

You get your lounge act back together.

As a matter of fact, you're still performing nightly

at the Freaky Tiki in Waikiki.

We go to Hawaii?

I would love to.

Ugh.

Sorry.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Well, you gonna blow

or wait till the whole house burns down?

Blow?

Yeah, the candles.

Surprise!

We don't wanna wear him out before I can give him my gift, do we?

Oh, boy!