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[Sirens blaring, overlapping yelling]

[Police radio chatter]

The mayor's office is remaining silent on the matter,

only to say that the truck was found abandoned in midtown

and that the bomb squad has been deployed.

Look at this.

Mercury level triggers.

Can't even move this damn thing.

[Overlapping chatter] His name is Rourke.

He's an American. Yeah!

He's a scientist of some distinction...

What do we know?

The suspect's Benjamin Rourke, an American-born physicist.

And he wasn't on a watch list somewhere?

How did we not see this coming?

It's not that simple, Roy.

Must be something out of a training camp...

where was he radicalized? Pakistan?

- This is the report. - This guy is salt of the earth.

His father served in the state department 48 years.

This is Rourke in 1989.

- Is that a... - Nobel prize.

We'd be on that watch list before he would.

How wide is our potential damage?

Based on what our people know, Mr. President,

they're saying that a detonation...

Would be total.

9 million at least, plus the fallout.

[Suspenseful music]

♪

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What are they doing? Huh?

Beating this guy is giving us nothing.

He was wearing a wedding ring.

What?

Sir, you gotta let me talk to him.

We've already been over this. Cocktail's coming in.

If you do that, this guy's mind is just gonna disappear.

It is not up to me. Order came down.

Look, this guy turned himself in.

He has a reason for that. Let me talk to him.

Knox, we are out of time.

Talk to me, man.

Whatever you're thinking about, let's just talk it out.

Are you listening to me?

Knox...

Knox. [Door beeps]

What the hell is he doing?

Knox!

Open the door!

[Electricity crackles]

I think we need to talk.

What the hell's taking them so long?

We should have had that damn code by now.

Easy. Easy.

[Beeping]

[Pounding] Open this door!

What are you finding there, Mister...

Mr. Knox?

Honestly, Rourke, you're not a terrorist.

You came in here with no intention

of giving us that code.

I see a man with an idea in his mind,

and he won't let go.

But mostly, I see a man

who's still wearing his wedding ring

37 years after the death of his wife.

So maybe we should talk about her.

[Small laugh] Hmm.

She's so beautiful.

She doesn't aged, does she?

Time cannot change her.

What is this... in your mind?

Is this about a guy who believes

that blowing up New York will somehow

bring his dead wife back?

Do you have anyone there, Mr. Knox?

A wife of your own, perhaps?

[Line trilling]

[Phone ringing]

- Jess, is that you? - Hi, Danny.

Sorry, I was calling Sean back.

Sean is interrogating a suspect right now.

He wanted me to answer. Where are you right now?

Uh, still in New York. I just left a deposition.

Why?

Listen, um...

Something's happened.

You gotta get out of the city right now.

Danny, what's going on?

Go! Don't ask, Jess. Go.

Danny, I need to know.

There is a nuclear threat in Manhattan, Jess,

and it's real.

How long?

You only have a few minutes.

Knox!

Open this door!

Open this door!

In your journals, you talk about

a life-creating act of destruction.

Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.

That's Picasso, actually. I can't claim credit.

Listen, Rourke.

If there's something we need to know,

then you need to talk... Now.

Why is Sylvia important?

How will doing this bring her back?

I'm not going, Danny.

- No, Jess! - Danny, don't...

Get Sean on the phone right now.

Don't, please. There's not enough time

and there's no point, okay?

If he's doing what I think he's doing, he has to focus.

Don't.

Look, it doesn't matter what happened between you two,

but, uh...

It never changed how he feels.

Promise you'll look after him.

You know, I was beginning to despair.

Before you walked in that door,

no one was listening to me.

Rourke, help me understand.

Well, you do hear me, don't you, Mr. Knox?

You understand why I've come.

No, I don't understand!

Tell me what I need to know.

Knox, it's not me who's gonna bring my wife back.

It's you.

- Get in there! - Wait!

Get him the hell out of here.

You're the only one who can save her,

but it can't happen here.

Wait! He's trying to tell me something!

[Gunshot] No!

[Overlapping chatter]

How far have they gotten?

Cutters.

[Panting]

[Snip]

[Timer beeping]

[Dramatic music]

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I'm sorry, Mr. President.

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It's not me

who's going to bring my wife back.

[Screams] It's you.

[Gasps]

[Water running]

At ease.

[Click, buzzer]

[Buzzer, door opens]

Hi, Sean.

General.

I guess I don't have to ask how you've been.

Never better.

I heard you'd been requisitioning

Rourke's notebooks.

A little light reading.

You find anything?

Sean, I know everyone doesn't hold this opinion,

but I don't believe that this was your fault.

9 million people, general.

I know.

You know, she wasn't... supposed to be there.

She gave me one more chance

with that Libya thing last year...

Said if I signed up for another mission,

she was gone.

I didn't believe her.

The grand jury's handing down its verdict next week.

- They won't go easy on you. - Well...

When they make up their minds, they know where to find me.

[Tearing]

I just... I went in there thinking that I had...

I had some kind of answers!

I spent weeks poring through this,

every... every thought, every...

every little bit of information.

There's nothing here.

He was insane.

What if he wasn't?

What if Benjamin Rourke had some purpose

when he turned himself in that day

and you were the only one who saw it?

General, why do I get the feeling

you didn't come here just to ease my conscience?

I want to bring you in on something.

This is an approval for a 48-hour furlough.

Top secret... you'll be under my personal supervision.

You gotta be kidding me.

The president has authorized me

to pull together a measure of recourse.

Re-re-recourse?

What... what recourse, general?

You think... you think anything we do right now

is gonna make this better?

Things don't get better now, general.

I took a chance.

I blew it.

I can't get her back.

And no matter what that grand jury says,

it's not gonna be worse than knowing that.

Look...

we've known each other too long to waste time like this.

Here's how this is going to work.

Tomorrow, one of my men will be here

to take you to an undisclosed location.

It's very simple. You have a choice.

You stay here, keep feeling sorry for yourself,

and nothing changes.

Or you go with them, clean yourself up,

get your act together, and be a part of this operation.

You haven't even told me.. [Buzzer]

what the operation is, general.

It's a second chance, Sean...

An opportunity to make things right.

[Door clanks shut]

[Dramatic music]

♪

You have clearance to tell me why we're here yet?

Danny, I'm in the dark just as much as you are.

But we're about to find out.

Sean, it's good to see you.

You remember my partner, Danny Gates.

Of course.

I'm really glad you're both able to be here.

Welcome aboard, Knox.

I'm pleased you decided to come along on this mission.

You look like you've been keeping busy down here.

Yeah, looks like the bat cave.

You want to tell me what this is about, sir?

It's probably best if I show you.

Come on.

Please don't step any closer.

That line is there for a reason.

Dr. Bryce, I'd like you to meet Sean Knox

and Daniel Gates.

I'm assigning them to work on your team.

Knox was one of my most trusted field operatives.

Yes, well, I'm sure they're both highly qualified.

Let's not start this again, shall we?

General, I don't mean any offense,

but soldiers who specialize in high-stress situations...

there have actually been studies that show

they demonstrate very little brain activity.

I don't see how that's exactly pertinent.

They're not qualified for this mission.

She's talking about reduced neural flow.

It's an adrenaline thing.

Has the effect of slowing down mental acuity.

Fewer decisions decreases the likelihood

of cognitive paralysis.

Not that I really read the studies.

Somebody want to tell me what this is?

We're standing in the core

of the most powerful particle collider ever built.

Most colliders cap out at 27%. It's a stability concern.

We found a way to push through that.

Earlier this year, our system went online

at 82% capacity...

At which point, this window appeared.

So it's, what, some kind of hologram?

A video projection of a grassy field?

No, it's a little more complicated than that.

The window is a rupture in the wave function

of the universe.

It's unstable, prone to changing suddenly

and in irregular fashion.

Every time a new window opens up,

we send a probe inside to look around.

Here's what we got from the current location.

Wait. That's a Morris eight series.

They made those back in...

- 1934. - Exactly.

This is a field in Gloucester, England,

on July 22, 1934.

We caught the exact date off a radio broadcast.

Time travel.

That's what you built here.

That's right, Sean.

And this is the mission, isn't it?

You want us to save New York.

Knox, you'll be leading a team into the window.

We want you to conduct a clandestine op,

subtly adjusting the past in order to alter the present.

This is your target: Dr. Benjamin Rourke.

I'm sure you're very familiar with him.

Your goal will be to prevent him

from destroying New York.

So this is everywhere this thing's been.

Yes, every time and place

since it appeared six months ago.

"2 hours, central China, 1748?

28 hours in Madrid, 1897."

What predicts where this thing goes?

We don't know.

This is natural radiation.

It's in a free flow between the past and the present.

When it builds up,

the window destabilizes and bounces.

At this point, we can't tell it where to go,

and we can only estimate how long it stays open.

What about side effects...

Physical, psychological?

- We don't know. - I'm sorry, doctor.

So what about this do you know right now?

Very little.

Which is exactly what I've been telling the general.

- Doctor... - This facility

is at least three years away from operational readiness.

We have no idea

what the possible consequences might be.

Doctor, I understand,

but maybe you haven't turned on the news lately.

We don't have a choice anymore.

The loss of New York has thrown the world economies

into a freefall, and a military conflict

isn't far behind.

The world's coming to an end

unless we do something about it.

This is John Malcolm. He'll be your Pentagon liaison.

Now, Knox and Gates will run a two-man op on the inside.

I'm sorry... what? No!

General, you need me in that window.

No. We're not going there, Bryce.

This is a one-time military op.

These men have worked all over the world.

When I was joint special ops command, they were my very best.

They don't know the first thing about this.

General, she's right.

Just being honest.

Danny and I are a little out of our range here.

General, I don't think that involving a civilian

in a field op is a particularly good idea here.

- I do. - Are we gonna vote on this?

[Chuckles] Preferably not.

But I guess that's up to the general.

All right, Lindsay, congratulations.

You just bought yourself a ticket inside.

I guess I should thank you.

Now, if you'll excuse me, general, I have work to do.

She's really great, by the way.

Dr. Bryce, you do realize

I just did you a favor back there.

I'm sorry, what would you like, a thank you?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, maybe.

Mr. Knox, I didn't need your help.

Please don't assume that your presence here

was helping anything.

What you did was make me a tourist

on a mission that none of us are prepared for.

- I made you my advisor. - So you'd listen to my advice?

When I need to.

[Scoffs]

[Jazz music playing]

♪

- Doctor. - Good evening.

New head of operations, I'm guessing.

- Not my first choice. - I wasn't assuming.

- Ellis. - Sean Knox.

How's our extraction model looking, Ellis?

A little hazy.

I'm still thinking the auxiliary blast is our best option.

We'll lose the window for a few seconds,

but we'll still be able to bring a person back through.

Alive?

Now, that's a good question.

Keep me posted.

- Still not finished? - No.

So let me get this straight.

You've never actually sent a living thing

back into the past

and successfully brought it back.

We sent a cat once.

Yeah? What happened?

I'll let you know when we find it.

Oh, hey, NASA is killing me.

- Calm down, Charlie. - No, you don't understand.

It is physically painful to see what he's done there.

He randomly moved something around,

probably while scatting or something,

and now I can't even get it to work.

Okay, I'll speak with Ellis, but get your software installed.

We need the con up and running

by the time the next window shows up.

Yeah, and I need a couple months.

- Which we don't have anymore. - That's not funny.

This rack is Prussia, not Russia.

There's a difference.

Put it in 1870.

[Music playing over stereo]

Priya, is this everything from the Smithsonian?

The rest is in storage.

It's not exactly all that we'd hoped for.

I told them I needed every artifact

those trucks could hold.

Will you show me the order?

What is all this?

Priya Bristow's our specialist on historical detail...

Mannerisms, taboos...

Details that history books don't tend to record.

So...

This is, uh...

Refuse.

From a Roman aqueduct.

That sample comes from Pompeii

and it cost $90,000, so please be careful.

I'm sor... I'm sorry, you're collecting...

Garbage.

From A.D. 79.

History books only give us the information

that people want to remember,

but garbage shows us the past as it actually was.

Don't get too subtle with him, Priya.

They don't like subtlety.

Dr. Bryce, hold on a second.

Look, Mr. Knox, I don't expect you

to understand what we do here,

but I do ask that you stay out of my way.

Doc, you don't exactly have a lot of friends, do you?

Look, I understand that you're worried about

the readiness of this mission,

but that's not your decision to make... it's theirs.

You probably sold out to the Pentagon

because everybody else thought you were some kind of crackpot.

- Am I right? - Yes. Thank you, Mr. Knox.

I wasn't quite aware of the politics of this situation.

I'm really glad you cleared that up.

Bryce, let's just get this out of the way.

What is your problem?

My problem is that none of you

have any idea what we're getting into.

This window is not just some weapon

of blunt force, all right?

Everything in the past is connected...

Every moment, every event.

It all adds up to this reality that we call the present.

Can we use this window to alter history?

Absolutely.

But we're manipulating nature in its most fragile state.

And saving 9 million lives.

If we get it right.

[Rumbling, alarm whoops]

Come on, we've got to go.

[Alarm whooping]

- Hey, what's going on? - The window's changing.

We gotta hurry.

[Alarm continues]

Well, doctor...

It appears you've got a new window.

We've got work to do.

- What is that? - Camera.

This one's name is Miles,

but down here I got Coltrane, Roach, Krupa,

and the one on the end is Mr. Chet Baker.

[Chuckles]

Godspeed, my little friend.

Come on, Danny.

Now the fun begins.

Okay, Miles, show us the magic.

Asbestos piping.

We're pre-1978.

What, exactly, are we looking for here?

Clues. Anything we can use to narrow in

on a time and place.

200 bucks says it's the 1950s.

When have you ever been right, Charlie?

I was right about the Civil War.

It was the Spanish Civil War.

- Still a civil war. - Look, I'm trying to get this.

Uh, looking at the clothing, we're prewar.

Jazz age.

Okay, Miles, we're going out the door.

Oh, it's definitely not the depression,

judging by the cars.

We're in the 1920s.

Can we just please find a newspaper?

Give me a chance!

There. That's it.

That's the Washington monument. We're in D.C.!

[Quickly] It's the National Mall

on the McMillan Plan,

because the Jefferson Mmemorial hasn't gone up yet.

What did she just say?

It's the National Mall on the McMillan Plan

because the Jefferson memorial hasn't gone up yet.

We're at prewar memorial,

so is it Coolidge or is it Hoover?

Hold on. I got a guy with a newspaper.

Come on, Miles.

There you go. Got it.

"March 8, 1929."

Oh! I knew it was Hoover!

You know he was the last president

to be sworn in while it rained?

- Is she always like this? - Yeah, it gets exhausting.

All right, Ellis, say good-bye to Miles.

[Groans]

200,000 tax dollars, bye-bye.

Adios.

So we know it's America. Last 80 years.

Geographically very close to New York.

Yes, that's pretty lucky.

This is the first window we've had in the modern U.S.

Ellis, what's our red zone?

Radiation's at 20% stabilization.

The window will close in about...

17 hours.

We can work with that.

All right, I'll leave you to it.

- Keep me informed. - Yes, sir.

You know what? I don't know about this.

This is the 1920s.

Rourke won't even be born for another 15 years.

We can ensure he'll never be born.

His father... he was a Professor at New York university in 1929.

If we find him, we can take him out, right?

Before Rourke is even conceived.

So you think we can just kill this man

- and solve the problem. - Yeah.

I want to show our friends something.

It's still on the Fritz.

I don't know if that's a good idea.

And there she goes.

Oh... I got it. Let's just hope NASA

finally got the servers upgraded like I asked.

So what exactly is this, Dr. Bryce?

It's called a panopticon.

It studies ripples,

amasses data from weather satellites,

radio signals, the Internet.

Which, in English, means...

- That was English. - Basically,

Charlie can show us how actions in the past

create ripples in the present.

We've developed a special analytical...

I developed the analytical program.

- Thank you. - Charlie developed the program.

- No need to be humble here. - Okay, let's run a scenario.

Bring up a city that's been thriving in the last 50 years.

- How 'bout Tokyo? - Perfect.

Mr. Malcolm, I assume you know how Tokyo looks in present day?

Charlie's gonna show you a version of Tokyo

if Benjamin Rourke were never born.

Wow.

Rourke was a nobel prize- winning physicist.

His work in particle physics

played a major part in fostering the modern age.

Which means if you take him out of the equation,

all of that is erased.

No Sony, no Toyota.

More world hunger, disease.

Millions of lives irreversibly damaged

without anyone ever having a say.

So this thing can test the effect

of any changes we make in the past.

Within a pretty damn high rate of probability, yeah.

I'm sorry, doctor, but at what point

was this a mission to save Tokyo?

Our mission is to restore everything

to the way it was.

Don't you understand?

All of these events are tied together.

You don't have the right to change 20 million lives.

- Are they any better ideas? - Maybe we can just

go into the past and send a message forward,

like warn that New York is gonna happen?

Charlie, we've already discussed this, it's too risky.

We can't just assume that people would believe us.

She's so beautiful.

Show me present day New York if Rourke's wife is still alive.

Born Sylvia Hammond, 1945.

She met Rourke at M.I.T. in 1964.

In 1975, she was killed by a mugger in Georgetown.

Yeah, yeah. I already have all that.

Uh, so this...

Is present-day New York.

And this is present day...

if Rourke's wife were still alive.

[Click]

It worked.

Yeah.

High probability that if Rourke's wife wasn't killed,

we save New York.

Mr. Knox, how did you know that?

Rourke told me.

He said I was gonna bring back his wife.

Man: I was told you were the man to talk to.

Okay. Our focus here is Sylvia Rourke.

We need to know everything about how she died.

The key is, we can't have any other ripples.

We only impact what we need to impact,

so let's figure this out.

[Jazz music playing]

Dr. Bryce said you were working on

some sort of a comm system,

a way to talk between the past and the present?

Mmhmm.

- Is that it? - Mm-hmm.

This sends a high-band frequency through the medium...

Polycarbon with a degrading half-life.

How, exactly, does that work?

Well, nothing we send into the past

can be left behind.

It creates bad ripples.

And we don't like bad ripples.

No, we don't like bad ripples.

Let's say one of you guys forgets a precious

and very expensive piece of my technology.

With my remote, I can just...

[Warbling tone]

[Chuckles]

Wow.

You came up with all this?

I did.

[Chuckles]

- So you used to work at NASA. - Uhhuh.

So what brings you here, man?

I mean, this must seem kind of like a step back

after outer space, right?

You know, I asked Dr. Bryce that very same question

when she first came to me.

I said, "we've been to outer space

"and we've been to the bottom of the sea.

Where else is left for man to go?"

You know what she said to me?

What's that?

[Jazz music playing] Backwards.

Leaving already?

The president wants me back in Washington.

You know, real world problems.

Rourke knew about this program, didn't he?

May we have a minute?

Rourke had no reason to do what he did

unless he knew this program existed.

[Sighs]

Look, Rourke was one of the finest minds

this country has ever produced.

Is it possible through the process

of vetting Bryce's numbers

that something could have crossed his desk?

Absolutely.

I've thought about it too. It's a concern.

But Sean, do you know why I brought you in?

You've got a lot of enemies

where that interrogation is concerned.

A lot of people think they could have broken Rourke

if it wasn't for you.

But I watched that tape,

and I happen to think you were right.

Rourke was never gonna give up that code.

All he wanted was to be heard.

And that's how you're gonna turn this around.

So this is probably the last I'll remember.

Bryce says there's a distortion field coming from the window

that protects this place from changes in time.

- So if we're successful... - You'll be the only ones

who know the present was ever different.

Probably better that way.

What's to remember, right?

Good luck, Knox.

If we ever see each other again,

give me a wink or something,

even if I don't know what it means.

- Certain, or 88% certain? - Certain.

Then we're good to go.

Oh, good.

I think we've got something that we can work with.

Okay. Tell me what you got.

Guys, take 'em through Sylvia Rourke.

Right, so in June, 1969,

Benjamin Rourke marries Sylvia.

Daughter of a Florida senator.

Happily married for six years.

Then we come to 1975, when Sylvia is shot and killed

in a mugging gone wrong.

Based on Rourke's journals,

it's the beginning of his decent into madness.

Which is the inflection point we're trying to change.

Our goal is to reroute history around her death

without changing anything else.

Which is a bitch, 'cause we're not in 1975.

We were considering letting this window go

until we found this.

Mary, bring up the mug shot.

This is Ronald Marsden,

the man who murdered Rourke's wife.

He was a vagrant,

drifted through halfway houses most of his life.

He was 65 when he killed her,

and when he was arrested,

he confessed to a string of robberies

going all the way back to the 1920s.

Which gives us exactly where he's going to be tonight.

Or, rather, I should say, six hours from now

at 9:07 P.M., on March 8, 1929.

He's robbing a jewelry store in Beacon County.

Tonight?

Yeah, he was standing lookout.

Cops arrive eight minutes after his buddies break in,

shots fired, two guys get killed.

So we're assuming Marsden got away.

Mmhmm, 'cause we don't have his whereabouts

once the police arrive.

That means you need to get there

before the police arrive.

Beacon's only 40 miles away from the Mall.

Plenty of time to lift a car, get there, do what we gotta do.

Here's a better photo, an earlier mug shot.

And here's the best part.

Marsden's got a low impact index.

Means based on what we know,

there's only, like, a 17% probability

that killing him in 1929

will have any unwanted side effects.

So we kill this man,

save Rourke's wife, bring back New York?

Exactly.

You comfortable with that?

It saves 9 million lives.

All right.

Then we're a go.

If a situation is messed up,

you don't say it's messed up.

You say it's off its nuts.

If you see a drunk, he's not a drunk.

He's got an edge.

Your girlfriend is a Sheba. Your boyfriend is a Sheik...

Hey, hey, hey.

How 'bout we just don't talk to anybody in the past?

That's probably a better idea.

Yes, definitely.

This is from 1934, but I cut out the label.

Yeah, I'm not really a tie guy.

The tie's nonnegotiable.

Now, I need to make sure you're not carrying...

Why do you get the cool leather jacket?

Any electronics, plastics...

How does this feel to look so good?

- Oh, yeah, you're hilarious. - Excuse me.

- Actually, it's very itchy. - Hey!

You're not listening.

You're about to enter a world where customs and expectations

are completely different.

So I need you to pay attention,

or your modern prejudices will get you killed.

Priya, will you show me

those early four-stroke engine schematics again?

Sure. I'll walk you through them.

Wow.

You look beautiful.

- The doctor really cleans up. - Thanks.

Priya, the schematics.

- He's a real piece of work. - Yeah, he's a sweetie.

Hey, doc.

I need you to know this mission has really been weighing on him.

He's got a lot on his mind.

You mean because his wife was in New York.

I read the dossier, Mr. Gates.

No, it's not just that.

She left him about a year ago.

He'd been promising her he wasn't gonna re-up,

said he was gonna take an analyst job stateside.

But next thing you know...

a couple of radicals blew up a gas pipeline in Libya.

I told him not to go, but...

By the time we got back,

she'd already taken a job in New York.

He blames himself.

No, you're gonna listen to grandma, okay?

You can pick out your pajamas and then watch a movie.

I'll be back first thing in the morning.

I promise.

I love you, Moll.

[Kiss]

- Okay, so that was a Ford... - Hey, Ellis.

- And this is a buick. - I need you to clear me

some space here, man. [Whirring]

Hey, Jazzman! [Whirring stops]

Hey, I never send a rocket up

without a good cup of coffee, Charlie.

- What? - I appreciate that your brain

works at incredible speed, but mine requires coffee.

[Grinder whirring]

Okay, I think we're ready to go.

Ellis, I need a last-minute reading on the radiation levels.

You got it, doc.

I have a question for you, doctor.

Yep?

What happens if you don't make it back?

Your protocol draws reference to a zero-footprint policy...

How, under no circumstance, should you do, say,

or leave anything behind

that could substantially impact the past.

That's right.

So if you are left behind, what would you do?

In that situation,

it's always been the plan to remove ourselves

from the timeline.

Define "Remove ourselves."

We can't remain alive in the past

if it risks damaging the continuum.

[Device beeping]

This is pancuronium.

It's quick and painless.

Priya, everything in this purse has been checked, right?

Year of currency, lipstick. Lipstick's good to go.

- Okay, thank you. - Mr. Knox.

The tie.

Testing, testing. [Warbling tone]

Good luck.

Knox.

Testing, testing.

- All good. - Oh, Ellis,

what about the auxiliary reserves?

You know, sometimes they can get a little...

Doctor...

everything is cool.

Congratulations, Dr. Bryce...

on being the first time traveler in history.

- Oh. - That we know of.

- Shut up, Charlie. - It's still good.

Thank you... both.

All right. Let's do this.

[Loud clank]

[Exciting music]

♪

So we're really gonna do this, huh?

How long have you been waiting for this, doctor?

Okay.

One small step for man...

one giant leap backwards for mankind.

After you, doctor.

[Exciting music]

♪

♪

Are you all right?

Where's Danny?

[Gurgling]

- Danny! - Danny?

Danny! Danny, you all right, buddy?

- [Gasping] - Come on.

- Danny! - Danny, Danny, Danny.

Answer me, are you okay? Come on.

I'm fine. I'm fine, Tommy.

I'm fine.

Tommy? Is that normal?

I don't know, Knox.

I haven't written the instruction manual yet.

Danny, Danny, Danny.

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

- Look at me. - Whoa...

Hey, there you are. Hey, what year is it?

[Stammering]

1929, right?

There ya go. Come on. Let's get him to his feet.

- Ooh. Oh, boy. - Ellis?

Are you getting a read on us?

Got ya loud and clear, boss. Everybody okay?

Yeah. How's our heart rate looking?

You're all a little accelerated.

Blood pressure is low, but that's okay.

You're a go from our side.

- You good? - Yeah, I'm good.

Team, are you a go from the field?

Yeah, yeah, I think we just have

to get him out of the window.

Malcolm, we're heading topside.

Talk to you then.

I certainly hope you don't intend on smoking that in here.

[Over radio] Once again, the Eskimo Pie Orchestra

is ready to entertain you.

For the opening number,

director Harold Stokes has chosen a tune

that's full of life and movement... What A Day.

[Big band music plays]

♪

- You all right? - Yeah. Yeah.

[Sniffs, exhales] I'm good.

[Big band music continues]

♪

People are looking at us.

It's all right. A look won't cause a ripple.

It's interactions we have to worry about.

Just keep walking.

Oh, boy. Fresh air.

I'm starting to feel better already.

[Light music]

♪

Wow. Unbelievable.

Oh, the air even smells... off.

It's different than what we're used to.

Skin cell variations, changes in the ozone.

It's almost like...

We gotta get a car.

We need one that no one's gonna miss

for the next eight hours.

What we have to do is run registrations.

We have to profile each car appropriately.

- Danny. - Good call.

No, guys, we can't just assume...

Can I get intel on a plate?

District of Columbia.

Uniform 8-0-3-2.

Uh, yeah. Let's see.

Yeah. Damn, you're good.

The car belongs to Edgar Ramone.

He's the night shift manager at the hotel.

There were no unions yet.

Night shifts last at least eight hours, maybe more.

That match should work.

How did he get that so fast?

Let's try not to over-think it.

Any thoughts?

It'll be like hotwiring a lawnmower.

I'll keep watch. Don't break anything.

Hey, who's Tommy?

You mentioned a Tommy when we landed.

Oh, uh, I don't know, just...

just a weird thing, I guess.

Did you see something when we passed through?

[Warbling tone, click]

Look...

I was five years old

at a public pool back in Echo Park.

I jumped in too deep, started sinking,

swallowing water, till this older kid, Tommy,

pulled me out.

The thing is, I haven't thought about that

in what, 15 years?

But I wasn't remembering it, doc.

Like, I was feeling it. Like, I felt it.

I was five years old and I was drowning.

That's crazy, isn't it?

[Revving engine] I got it.

Let's move.

[Click, warbling tone]

A little more complicated than a lawnmower.

- As long as it gets us there. - Priya, we're on the move.

Get the maps ready. I'm the driver.

No, I've seen you operate a stick shift.

No, no, you're not getting it, man.

It's 1929.

We're South of the Mason-Dixon line.

I'm the driver.

- Okay. - All right.

This is Fairfax county.

My mother was born close to here.

You mean will be.

That's right, none of that's even...

happened yet.

She hasn't even been born, and...

I already know how she's gonna die.

They found an inoperable tumor on her spine when I was four.

I'm sorry.

Oh, it's okay, Mr. Knox.

It...

it's just...

do you want to know something amazing?

I could whisper...

The right thing into the right ear,

and I could change all that right now.

I could save her.

But then... who would I be?

Losing her made me who I am.

Would I be... would I be different, happier?

I-I...

I don't know.

What would you change?

Doc, I wouldn't know where to start.

[Melancholy piano music]

♪

That's not good.

No, that's not good.

What's not good?

NASA, spit it out.

Where's he going?

Is there a problem, Ellis?

Is there some kind of problem, Ellis?

Priya, you see the numbers I put on Charlie's hand?

I need you to punch 'em into the auxiliary panel...

And add the prefix...

34.

I can do it myself.

[Keys clacking]

NASA, you're gonna have to start talking some sense

sometime soon, man.

- The red zone is fluctuating. - What does that mean?

We're supposed to hit the red zone in six hours.

Which gives them time to get in, get out,

with a few hours to spare.

Yes, that was the agreed-upon plan.

The levels are changing.

Something we did when they passed through

must have damaged it.

I was able to bring the power down as low as I could

without losing the window.

But now the red zone is gonna hit in...

Three hours?

That's barely enough time

for them to complete the mission and get out.

We have to tell them.

It's enough.

She just said it's barely enough.

It's enough for them to accomplish the mission.

I don't want them getting bogged down in details right now.

Look, I understand we're talking about your friend here,

but no one guaranteed this was gonna be a round trip.

If it becomes pertinent, I will tell them myself,

but until then, I suggest that all of us

get comfortable with the possibility

that they may not be coming back alive.

♪

[Engine rumbling]

I haven't seen anybody come around.

Good boy, Marsden.

Stay out here and keep watch.

- Yes, sir. - It's not gonna take long.

[Glass shatters]

We should be there by now.

It's 20 minutes until Marsden robs the store.

Everything looks like a service road out here.

I don't know, maybe we missed a turnoff.

Can you describe where you are?

I see trees... Like, the woods.

How about a little more specific?

You want to know how tall they are?

There's no signage, Priya.

Ii hear a train nearby.

A train?

What's up?

Maybe they made the wrong left at the interstate...

or a right.

Stop driving.

Stop driving right now.

[Murmuring]

Doctor, I don't know where things went wrong,

but if you're hearing a train from the throughway,

it means you're in Cooper county,

which means you passed the turnoff

at least 9 miles ago.

[Sighs]

At the next turn, make a left.

Maybe a right. Make a right.

Can we get a new navigator, please?

I can hear that, you know!

Danny, look out!

[Horn honking, tires screeching]

[Crash]

[Glass shatters]

Oh, no, no.

Doctor, what's happened?

Charlie, I need you to run

a possible ripple in the panopticon.

We just had an accident.

That is really not good, people.

Okay, can you get me a data point

to enter into the program?

Can you get me a license plate?

This is a problem.

Even the smallest ripple, over 80 years...

It adds up.

[Suspenseful music]

♪

Guys, I'm not seeing a plate.

Uh, that's odd.

Plates were definitely required back then.

There is no ripple.

How can there be no ripple?

Even if the driver's okay,

he's still gonna go to the police.

He won't call them.

Get down, get down, get down!

[Shotgun blast echoes]

You can't shoot him!

Go, go, go! Go!

[Shotgun blast echoes]

- How did you know? - He's carrying liquor in 1929.

He's not going to the police 'cause he's a bootlegger.

Come on.

We're too late. The police are here.

- Bryce, stay in the car. - No, wait!

You can't go near this.

I'm gonna move in closer. Cover me.

Knox, all this has already happened.

Do you understand? We can't change that.

We've missed our chance.

She's right, man.

I got this.

All right.

Go. Go.

[Wind howling]

Hold it!

[Gunfire]

[Multiple gunshots]

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

[Shotgun blasts]

[Siren wailing]

I don't think Marsden was in that car.

I didn't get a clean look.

Knox, get back in the car. We'll go find him.

No, they don't have time for that.

Malcolm, we have to tell them.

Dr. Bryce, listen to me.

We have a problem with the window.

If you don't come back now, you will be trapped.

- But we have hours! - Court-martial me.

We were wrong.

Your bodies changed the critical mass.

By my calculations,

you have about 90 minutes to the red zone.

That gives you barely enough time to drive back.

Knox, I can't tell you what to do here.

But you know what's at stake.

We may not get an opportunity like this again.

That's him.

I'm going.

Boss, I'm telling you,

even with the most generous assessment of the red zone,

unless you leave right now,

you will not make it back.

Doctor, please.

This is suicide.

We're not leaving.

No, we are not.

Let's go. Come on. Go, go!

- Where is he? - I lost him.

Doc, back in the car.

What? No, we're not doing this.

- He's right. - If we have any chance

of getting back on time, we have to find him fast.

I'll go down by the tracks and keep an eye on her.

[Suspenseful music]

♪

Ronnie.

Ronnie?

Hey, sis.

I told you I'd be back.

Hey, Knox.

Do we need to leave now?

No. No, we're safe for tonight.

Come on.

Tomorrow morning, we'll hop a train first thing

and we'll get out of here.

How does that sound?

Okay.

All right. You safe?

Everyone's safe?

Emily, you safe?

Yeah. Everyone's safe.

All right. Now you get some sleep, huh?

Good night. [Kiss]

[Train horn blows in distance]

Charlie.

Does Marsden have a sister?

Uh...

Yeah, Jenny Marsden.

Why? What about her?

Because he's living with her.

He's living with his sister?

How does killing him not affect her?

Hang on. Got it.

The only reason the program didn't factor her in

was because she was taken out of the equation.

She dies in... Two years.

Tuberculosis.

She's abandoned in a foster home

while her brother does a stint in prison for car theft.

So there's no ripple. That's what you're saying?

Shouldn't matter. If she's gonna die in two years,

then killing Marsden doesn't change anything.

Yeah, according to the con, there's no negative ripple.

It's wrong.

He's the only person that little girl has.

Letting him go won't save her.

He's still gonna leave her and she's still gonna die,

and we will lose New York.

Sorry, but this is the way it has to be.

- Let's take him. - No.

There has to be another way.

He's taking care of her.

Charlie, is there a train about to come through here?

Yeah. Why?

What are you doing, man?

Stay here.

What's he doing?

[Urinating]

Ronald Marsden.

- Who the hell are you? - Doesn't matter.

Ronald, I know everything about you.

Where you were born, where you grew up.

I know you never knew your father...

And I know why you robbed that jewelry store tonight.

I know you plan to rob a bank on June 4th...

- [Grunts] - And again on July 2nd.

I can see your future, Ronnie.

How do you know this?

Think of me as your guardian angel.

I'm here to change your life.

You have a sister inside?

- Yes. - Do you love her?

- Please... - [Shouting] Do you love her?

Listen to me. Listen to me.

In two years, your sister's gonna die.

If you go down this path, you will lose her.

You don't see it now,

but one day, you will look back on this life,

and you will see that you have nothing!

- Trust me. - Please!

I don't know what you're talking about!

Well, why don't I just spare us the trouble?

Jesus! What the hell are you doing?

Sparing us both the pain. I've got nothing left.

So let's meet God together, huh?

- You want to go with me, Marsden? - Please stop!

You want to die tonight, Marsden?

Please, God, no!

Please, stop! Please, God, I want to live!

Ronnie?

Come here, come here.

Don't make me come back.

I won't.

[Exhales]

Uh...

Ellis, how much time do we have?

There's only 40 minutes left.

That's not gonna be enough time.

Did it work?

Charlie, Ellis, pull up the outside feed.

Uh, guys?

I think you just saved New York.

What do you know?

Marsden's gonna be a war hero.

[Laughs]

Dr. Bryce, I'm very sorry,

but there are some things that need to be taken care of.

We can talk you through it,

but I suggest you start driving back to D.C.

We need to get that car back.

[Engine starts]

Where's she going?

- Bootleggers! - What?

- Bootleggers! - I can't believe I missed it.

It was in front of us the whole time.

Whoa, whoa, whoa... Breathe.

That truck a few miles back,

it was making an illegal liquor run.

Those vehicles had to move undetected.

How do you think they did it?

I don't know. How?

The 1929 map is lying to us. Look.

There is no road here.

But here... On a 1919 survey,

there's a logging route that moves straight through

to the capital. The what?

Straight through to the capital.

I don't get it.

How does a road just disappear off a map?

Because it was illegal.

Corrupt officials had it removed

so the police wouldn't know it was there.

And in 1950, that road

became the state's first highway.

A hidden road straight back to D.C.

[Exciting music]

♪

Ellis, how long? How long do we have?

It's gonna be close. Move it, boss.

Go, go, go, go!

[Rapid beeping]

Ellis, we're here.

Turn up the auxiliary blast to 200%!

Bring us home!

Did it work?

- Whoo. - Whoa!

[All panting]

[Laughing]

Just so you know...

I will not be doing that again.

Hey. Check this out.

[Traffic report on television]

[Sweeping music]

♪

[Waitin' On A Sunny Day playing]

[Cheering, whooping]

♪

♪ musta been a tear from your eye ♪

♪ everything'll be okay

♪

That was a hell of a mission, Mr. Gates.

Oh, thanks, man.

So you gotta go brief the general now, huh?

Yes, I do.

He's not gonna remember anything

that happened before, is he? [Chuckles]

No, he is not.

Oh, boy, good luck with that.

Let me ask you something.

What's up?

When you went through that window, what'd you see?

How 'bout you buy me a cup of coffee sometime

and I'll tell you all about it?

All right. ♪

Well we got it done didn't we. ♪ funny

♪ thought I felt a sweet summer breeze ♪

♪ must have been you sighin' so deep ♪

♪ don't worry, we're gonna find a way ♪

♪

I gotta get topside.

Sort some things out.

I just wanted to thank you.

Yeah, well...

You were right.

Everything is connected.

What?

Nothing. No.

It was a really good day. [Chuckles]

But...

But...

what happens next?

I mean, we went back in time

and we changed the fabric of who that man was.

Where do we go from there?

What?

You want some advice from a guy

who just broke every law of physics with you?

Sure.

You worry too much.

Go celebrate.

You just saved New York.

[Sighs]

Good luck with her, Knox.

[Line trilling]

[Phone ringing]

About time you called me back.

Something wrong?

Jess, you have no idea

how great it is to hear your voice.

If that's sarcastic, I am running late.

No, it's not.

Just talk.

I want to hear your voice.

[Alarm whooping]

You know, I gotta be honest,

I wasn't sure we were gonna pull it off.

I was.

[Laughs] Really? The whole time?

Most... of the time.

You're such a liar.

You were confident the whole time?

Absolutely.

This young lady is always confident, my friend.

I'd like to make a toast.

To the greatest invention since jazz.

- Hell, yeah. - Salud.

Cheers, liar.

Well, for the record,

I nearly tripped over your crap on the way out.

Are you still coming by this weekend to get it out?

Yeah. Yeah, I will.

I will. I, uh, I promise.

Jess... I want to see you.

Why?

I don't know... [Stammers]

To buy you dinner... look at you again,

tell you what a jerk I am.

[Laughs] Trust me, Sean.

I don't need to hear that from your lips.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

I'd just like to tell you anyway.

Look, I don't think it's a good idea.

Oh, it's a terrible idea.

In the history of bad ideas,

you and me are, like... top of the list.

[Laughs]

[Alarm continues]

It's not gonna change any thing.

I know.

But, Jess, honestly, right now, you have no idea

how happy I am that nothing has changed at all.

Hey, guys, we're celebrating.

Enjoy. Thanks, Dr. Bryce.

You're welcome.

Jess?

Something's going on, we have to get to communications.

Jess?

Jess?

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[Dramatic music]

♪

Face offis back for a jaw-dropping new season.

♪

The search for the next great name in movie magic

takes a shocking twist.

Veterans versus the newcomers.

Eight talented newcomers will battle

eight hungry veterans back for redemption...

I just don't want to make the newbs feel bad.

It's war between them and us.

In a competition unlike any other.

They'll face breathtaking obstacles...

- Oh, my God. - I'm freaking out.

Unbelievable deadlines...

It's a quick connect, like... [Bleep]!

Yeah, well, it's not working.

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