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I really don't know what I expected.

When I first decided to take this ride

I was a pampered,

hyper-achieving, always eager to be first, Daddy's girl.

That was two weeks ago...

When my parents taught me about heaven,

even at a young age I wanted to pierce that veil.

See what was on the other side.

I was convinced that accessing trans-dimensional physics was the key.

I knew Oberon Geiger could show me how.

I later learned that my new companions could take me there.

What I forgot was the second half of that lesson.

You can't have heaven...

without hell.

How did this happen?

Come on up here.

Oh!

Ah.

Ah, this is freaky.

Really freaky.

All right, sliding tip for the newbies.

Never eat mushrooms at any of the worlds we slide to.

No, I see it, too, and I had the soup.

What kind of Earth is this?

It's too early to tell.

Sliding's like a box of chocolates...

Don't!

I don't think we're on Earth.

Oh, no. Wrong, lady. Sorry.

Thought I taught you Q-ball's rule for sliding number 1-A.

We always land on a parallel Earth

in or around the beautiful area of Southern California.

Now, this, this, is probably smog.

A world without catalytic converters.

She's not buying it, Rem.

Yeah. If I want answers, I prefer the old-fashioned way.

Let's check out these tents.

Looks like the Stephen King Memorial Summer Camp.

That's funny. I never pegged you for camp.

You seem more like the summer school type to me.

Don't worry, the hazing's gonna stop sometime soon.

She's on a roll.

I can take a punch.

I knew it!

We're not on Earth.

How is that possible?

We're actually on another planet caught in hyperspace.

Hyperspace! It's what we travel through when we slide.

Near as I can tell, we're caught between dimensions.

It seems the gravity well of this world diverted the wormhole's path,

sending us here.

You mean we're lost in space?

I thought this never happened.

It never has.

Well, would you believe it if it came from Quinn?

Your Quinn?

Okay.

How much time?

It's not moving.

What?

The timer's frozen.

What does that mean?

I, uh, I don't know.

It means we're in trouble.

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?

Sliders.

I had this really vivid dream last night

that Quinn and Colin's home world

and that miracle weapon we've been looking for didn't really exist.

That everything we've been doing here has been for nothing.

So you think it has a connection?

Like maybe we've run out of time?

I don't know.

It was real. I mean, I woke up in a sweat.

Well, tonight you dream about unfreezing that timer.

Yeah!

Don't worry, Maggie, I've got enough hope for both of us.

Yeah. I think we're getting pretty close.

Ha! I thought I lost it!

Chow time.

Earth to Diana.

Or whatever world we're on.

Ah... no thanks, I'm not hungry.

You may need this later.

Oh.

Oh.

Well, folks,

the good news is there's nobody here.

The bad news

is same as the good.

We won't be able to finish scouting till morning.

Any progress?

Oh. We may just have something in your size.

I think I'm on the right track.

Well, I hope you can get some answers soon.

Reveille, ladies, everybody up!

Who the hell are you?

I'm the one who gets to ask that question.

And another one.

What are you doing in my compound?

Private Bates!

Hey, what's the big idea?

Hey!

Hey, come on!

You think we're stupid?

We know you've been scouting our flanks.

You got anything in leather and studs?

Oh, we got us a Robin Williams in the cast.

Collars secure, Sergeant.

Okay, check 'em.

Clean, Sarge. No infiltrators.

Is that a fact? Listen up, ladies,

here on Purgatory

I, Sergeant Vernon Larson, am the great and powerful Oz.

Now who are you?

Nobody. We're just passing through.

Nobody just passes through Purgatory.

For one thing, we're not on the map.

Well, you'll have to get to know us better.

Oh, I plan to.

I plan to.

But tonight

we expect to be a little busy.

Lock 'em up till morning.

Maybe the freezing night air will make 'em a little more cooperative.

May I remind the sergeant that our personnel are down to 30% strength.

All right. Suit 'em up,

and get 'em some gear.

What is this, the draft?

Look, we don't want any part of what's going on here.

You can't make us fight.

Well, now, missy,

I once had a top kick who put it to me like this.

You're right.

I can't make you fight.

But I can take you to where the fighting is,

and you can use your own judgment.

Suit up.

It's like I said.

It gets cold.

I don't get this.

Why don't we just tell him about us. Maybe he can help.

Sliders rule 1-B. Never trust anyone.

At least, not at first.

Listen, Sergeant,

look, I don't know anything about this war and frankly I don't care.

But the fact of the matter is

my friends and I have some place to go.

Well, let's see how you're going to get there.

See, nobody leaves Purgatory. At least not alive.

Yeah? Watch us, wise guy.

Good, you're angry.

I can use that.

Everybody in.

You're serious?

As a root canal.

These are special forces troops,

my untouchables.

The finest badasses ever conceived by the military mind.

Un-T's, meet the recruits.

We should check 'em for food, Sarge.

So bad are they that they can

last on "C" rations for over a month

without complaining about it.

Arm 'em up.

How do you know we won't turn on you?

Well, you're welcome to try.

But I think you'll find the enemy more than a handful.

Okay, Sergeant, let's be reasonable here.

We're not part of your war.

We're not soldiers. So why not just let us go, huh?

Because we don't know where you came from,

you've seen our compound,

and I would consider that a security risk.

We don't know who you're fighting or why.

The why is because I've got orders.

The who is a nasty bunch of customers called the Kromaggs.

Mizers! Everybody down!

Get down!

Heavy weapons, return fire!

Spread out! Spread out!

Show me some launchers! Everybody else under cover!

Wait for their charge.

You all right?

Remmy! Underground!

Come on.

Fire! Fire!

I'll change your dressing now.

Doc.

How ya doing, sergeant?

Lie still. We'll take care of this for you.

Hey.

Your color is back. You look good.

Diana?

Come on,

it's time to show us what that PhD of yours is worth.

Is it over?

It's not gonna be over till you find a way to get us out of here.

I can't get this ringing out of my head.

Diana.

All right. Come on. Lie down.

- Wounded man! Little help! - I got it!

- Little help! - I got it!

I told you last night to conserve it.

Oh, man, where are we?

Didn't you hear Larson? We're in Purgatory.

If I remember right, that means that things can get worse.

Our side's not winning.

The Mizers were just to soften us up.

They'll attack soon. They always do.

Like I said. It can get worse.

We can't last out here for very long.

No. Not with the Kromaggs.

We're gonna need Diana to work some of her magic, and fast.

I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon.

She's in shock.

And that surprises you?

Last night she was face down in the mud

while bombs were being dropped on her head.

It's a bit of a change from being at her home in Brentwood,

a spotless lab

and an office reclining chair.

Hey, hey, hey.

What about you?

Me, I do what I do best.

Adapt.

Think it's got him.

Yeah, well, I just can't stand here. I gotta do something.

Soldier.

Uh, thanks.

You know the drill.

Be sure you salvage every round. Check 'em for rations.

It's time you and I had a talk.

Yeah, you're right. I've got a few questions of my own.

Okay, well, what's this all about?

Why are the Kromaggs interested

in an empty world in the middle of nowhere?

They weren't until a Manta ship crashed here about a month ago.

So why are you here?

You see that bunker there?

My orders are to guard it.

That's it? Guard a bunker?

With my life.

With the lives of my soldiers.

With your life.

What's in it?

That's something that you don't need to know.

Look, it just so happens that the future of our world

probably depends upon what I do here.

So you'll pardon me if I bend the rules of propriety in my favor.

Yeah. Well, I've got news for you, Sergeant,

I'm not from your world.

Where the hell are you from?

That's not important. What is, is I'm a man who knows what it's like

to have his world ripped apart by the Maggs.

I'm sort of on a mission myself.

But I don't have to hijack people's lives to get the job done.

- Okay. Okay. - All clear.

Hey, you okay?

This, this thing went after Diana.

What happened?

New boy here got his first tussle with a real Kromagg.

Hey, let's get those cuts looked after, okay?

Come on.

- Bates. - Yes, sir?

Looks like they've figured out how to mock up a detection ring.

Detection?

Yeah. They try to slip in from time to time.

Check our weaknesses, scavenge what they can.

The collars block their psionics,

allows us to periodically check each other.

You weren't being tortured, you were being screened.

Just can't avoid these Maggots.

Well, I guess this is your war, after all.

Yeah, we thought we were through with these Maggs

when we sent 'em packing years ago.

Never thought they'd come back here.

You defeated the Kromaggs?

So if you could do that and create this world between dimensions

then you must be from...

Kromagg Prime.

No. It's not Kromagg Prime, not to us humans.

It's Earth, our Earth!

You can call it what you want,

we've been trying to get there for a long time.

And which Earth are you from?

Not which Earth, which Earths.

Sounds like you've got some interesting stories to tell.

My boys could use a little U.S.O.

We could curl your stripes with what we've seen.

But that can wait.

We need to get back to your homeland.

Well, good luck. You'll never get through.

We know all about the slidecage.

Been there, done that.

You escaped the slidecage?

Who are you people?

We're trying to find a scientist, Michael Mallory.

Sarge, we've got activity in no man's land!

Okay, un-T's, let's belly up to the bar!

- Let's go! - Move!

Come on out. Positions!

- This isn't a dance. Move. - Hey.

Like the man said. This is your war.

And the one who went after Diana certainly made it mine.

The way I figure it,

we either fight or die.

Let's go.

Kromaggs incoming!

Come on. Come on.

Move. Come on. Let's go.

Pull back! Pull back!

That's some nice shooting, Mr. Brown.

This is not your first time at the barbecue.

This is not my favorite meal.

Mine neither.

Beckett, come on! We need you up on the line!

Watch out!

Can you handle that much gun?

Watch me!

Stand down!

Save your rounds.

Bates, you've got the watch.

Got it, Sarge.

All right, standing down!

You okay?

Yeah, how are we doing?

All's quiet on the Kromagg front. For the moment.

Where's Diana?

Diana!

I'll check down below.

You don't think a Mizer got her?

I don't believe that.

Maybe she left the trench.

I don't know.

She was pretty scared.

Well, she's not down there,

and I don't think she'd just leave this lying in the mud.

I've always prided myself on my intellect.

With it I felt I could understand and shield myself from any adversity.

But it was arrogance, not intellect, that built that glass shelter.

And when it came down around me

I remembered a forgotten truth,

that deep down

I am just an animal.

You can over-clean those things, you know.

I don't even know if I'm doing this right.

Before I met you guys

the closest I ever came to firing a gun was in a video game.

Will it always be like this?

No.

No,

there are a lot of different places out there to see.

Beautiful places.

There are some dangerous ones, too.

One thing I've learned out there is that

pain is just as universal as joy.

Pain is a good thing.

Lets us know that we're alive.

Hey.

Trying to find a way out of here?

Maybe.

Still have enough hope for the both of us?

I do.

As a matter of fact, I'm going to talk to Larson,

but first I wanted to check on you.

Diana was teaching me how to use this.

We were swapping information.

Swapping information?

I was coaching her on the finer points of sliding by the seat of your pants.

Charming the locals out of food, drink, and ready-to-wear.

And she was tutoring me on trans-dimensional theory.

You know, it was actually starting to make sense.

You know, we were just getting to know each other.

It felt really good having a woman to relate to for a change.

I thought she got on your nerves?

Yeah. She was getting on my nerves.

You get on my nerves.

Yeah.

Yeah, I suppose I have that talent.

My friend,

it's what you call a relationship.

You gonna take all that?

I'll try not to.

Hey, join us for a drink?

Why not?

Try that.

It's cactus brandy.

I think they leave the needles in.

Look, we split up the last of the ammunition evenly.

Bates here is gonna take the LAWSs rockets.

Loud noises kinda make him hot.

Well, if we live through this,

we'll have done our job.

You'll have to help my friends and me slide out of here.

How am I supposed to do that?

Well, you got here somehow.

I mean, there's gotta be a machine of some kind.

Well, we don't have a trans-D portal here, if that's what you mean.

The brass just dropped us off.

When the high command wants us, they'll come and get us.

You can't leave on your own?

Not even if I wanted to.

So what would it take for them to come and get you?

I mean, what's in that bunker?

Don't know.

Hell, sometimes...

I wonder if they even remember we're here.

Purgatory's the right name for it.

You know this was actually an easy assignment.

It was beneath this unit, if you ask me.

No one ever expected the Maggs to come out of hyperspace,

but stuff happens.

Ever since that Manta ship crashed,

around here it's been...

Well...

you know what it's been like.

Next fight,

probably our last.

So...

How do you know the great Michael Mallory?

Well, you said you were looking for him,

before we got so rudely interrupted.

We don't know him,

but he has something that we need.

The Kromaggs have overrun my Earth.

Michael Mallory, he was our Quinn's father. A scientist.

He invented this weapon that drove the Maggs from his world.

Now, if we can get our hands on that weapon,

we can free my Earth.

What's so funny?

You want a Voraton device?

That, my friends, is a really...

bad idea.

Why?

Well,

about a month after they triggered the device,

the eggheads who designed it figured out that the weapon,

which was supposed to be lethal only to the Kromaggs,

had trashed Earth's environsphere.

The ecology on my planet's been crumbling ever since.

Life on my Earth makes this place look like an amusement park.

Excuse me.

So that's it, then, the end of our journey.

- Remmy... - Maggie,

none of that.

We've been riding that wave of hope too freaking long.

Our last chance just went south.

Then we'll just have to find another way.

Sure we will.

We'll slide home tomorrow and take it to 'em.

You and me against the whole Magg army.

Between us, we've got a frozen timer, a muddy pal and 22 rounds,

so why the hell not?

Yesterday you said that you had enough hope for both of us.

Well, I guess it rubbed off.

Now I'm gonna have to give some back to you.

Save it.

You're gonna need it.

Aw, geez.

They fixed the damn thing!

How did this happen?

Mizers!

Positions!

Rembrandt?

If my last act to defend my home means dying on this rock,

that's the way it's gotta be.

All right! Let's take it to 'em!

Cease fire! Cease fire!

Hold up!

Cease fire!

Mizers have stopped!

Then let's take the fight to them!

Let's go! Clear out! Quick, men!

Next position! Move!

Two down! Medic! Come on!

Hey, we got two down! Need your help over here.

Go! Go! Go!

Cover me!

We got to take that tank out!

We need help!

No!

No!

Look, stop that!

Don't!

Where have you been?

You look like you've been through hell.

That's exactly where I've been.

But I'm back now.

Why, human?

Just doesn't seem worth it anymore.

Looks like I've got a lot of work to do to help get us out of here.

That's right.

We lost you.

Don't think this ends it, human.

Haven't you had enough?

As far as we're concerned, we're through fighting.

This war here is over.

What more do you want?

We need...

food.

We haven't got any.

You take me for an idiot?

Behind your lines you're guarding a vast storage bunker.

Surely it contains emergency provisions.

What about it, Sergeant?

What are you up to, Rem?

You said it yourself, there's got to be another way,

this could be it.

To win?

To live.

Maybe long enough for Larson's superiors to come after us.

I told you

I don't know what's inside.

I don't even know how to open it.

Well, we're going to find out.

We're going to crack that bunker open

and if there's food there,

we'll share it with you.

No. I don't think so.

Have you got a better idea?

If we all starve to death who's gonna guard your bunker then?

I suppose it's worth a look inside.

How do I know I can trust you?

I'm coming with you.

You guys, it's probably not a good idea,

at least not until we know what's inside.

There could be weapons in there

and then we'll be right back where we started.

There are a number of automated anti-Kromagg devices in there for, uh,

safety.

Now you can come along.

But I wouldn't recommend it.

You are good.

You noticed.

So, Larson,

why don't you do us a favor and watch these guys.

This better be a good idea,

otherwise it's my pension and I can't guarantee

what my two ex-wives will do to you if I lose it.

Do you really think they have food here?

I'm famished.

I don't know, but we bought ourselves some time.

We might find something just as useful.

Yeah. Improvise, that's the sliders' way.

Look, can you crack that?

Well, it looks like a magnetic lock with a redundancy insulator.

And a power fail safe system.

I didn't ask you that!

I don't know!

Uh, excuse me.

Would you geniuses mind stepping aside?

Yeah.

Now that's using your head!

Whoo!

Ten thousand points and a free game!

All right!

Yeah.

I may be wrong

but that's no fridge.

Do we start taking bets on what it is, or start pushing buttons?

No, button-pushing would be bad.

What did Larson say that anti-Kromagg weapon was called?

Voraton KR-17.

This is it.

This is Michael Mallory's anti-Kromagg device?

That's what we've been looking for to save my world,

and I just agreed to hand it over to the Kromaggs.

What's it doing here?

Well, they've got a gun hiding under their mattress,

except in this case it's tucked away in some far corner of the universe.

And they pull it out when things really do get desperate.

I don't know. Triggering another one of these things

would probably thrash what's left of their Earth.

We can't turn this over to the Maggs.

Well, we can't go back empty-handed.

That'll end the truce real quick.

What are you doing?

Well, this console doesn't seem to be a part of the weapon.

Unbelievable!

Is this a good kind of unbelievable?

I was right about this place,

we're on an asteroid.

It's orbiting a white dwarf

that, because of its extreme density,

is simultaneously existing in this space and our own.

So you're saying we're orbiting a dense white dwarf?

It's a star. And this device is keeping us here?

No. This panel controls a stasis field around the asteroid,

which is holding it, and us, in hyperspace.

So if you turn it off we can slide out of here.

No, the asteroid would return to normal space

but we'd be nowhere near our sliding window.

We could be millions of miles away from Earth.

Any Earth.

Look, I think I can figure this out. I just need a moment.

Hey,

what's taking so long?

What are you doing here?

You know, those Kromaggs are getting edgy,

and so are my men, what few I have left.

What is that?

That's your ultimate weapon.

You were guarding a Voraton device.

You gotta be kidding me.

Oh, wait, you're not thinking about...

No, they're not gonna get their hands on this.

Look, this is the way I see it.

We hide that weapon and we tell the Maggs that...

That we found another way off this rock.

Once Diana here has figured it all out.

So you're saying we take them with us?

Well, I made a deal.

A deal with the devil.

Mallory,

you roll that weapon out of here and hide it in a good place.

I'll go talk to our new friends.

I'll give you a hand with that.

Why don't I go round up the troops and let 'em know what's going on?

Think you can do this?

Well, I wouldn't want you and Maggie to think I was all talk.

Okay.

Okay.

Remmy, over here!

They got his eyes.

Larson?

But, I just left...

Get your men together, now!

Okay. On the double.

Then that's not Larson in the bunker,

the Kromaggs must know about the weapon.

Tell me about it.

Come on!

Can't trust anybody these days. Are you okay?

Yeah.

Hey, have you figured out a way to get us out of here?

Uh, no, I... I...

Look, now would be a good time.

Come on, Diana, we're behind you. You can do this.

Don't we have a wormhole to catch?

Okay, I can do this.

Think...

Catch a wormhole?

- That's it! - What's it?

When the opening of the wormhole entered the asteroid's stasis field,

it became frozen in place.

A little less sci-fi, please!

No. I get it! The vortex is still here.

That's why the timer is frozen.

I've been paying attention.

We can't see it because it's part magnetic.

When in stasis it exists outside the range of visible light.

Well, fine, the vortex never closed.

But it's out there and we're in here.

I can shift the vortex into this room.

What's crucial is the timing.

We're only gonna have a few seconds

to summon the vortex after the field is down.

Here. Wait for my cue. You got it.

Humans!

All of your comrades are dead!

You have one minute to surrender and come out.

I'll give him one minute.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?

It's fairly simple. A keypad, L.E.D. for countdown.

I'm giving the Maggs a going-away present.

Forget it. It probably has a sophisticated lockout system.

Guess not.

Just a few more seconds.

Releasing stasis now!

Maggie!

Hey.

Hey.

I don't know, Maggie.

I mean, what do you do when all your chances run out?

When I think that's happened, I'll let you know.

- Hey, guys! - Hey.

Draft, please. Thanks.

I'm not sure, but I think I'm mad at you.

We should have tried to take that weapon.

Maybe Diana here could have altered it somehow,

fix it up so it'd be usable on my world.

There was no time.

And what if she couldn't?

Wasn't it worth it not to have it fall into Kromagg hands?

Yeah, I know.

Point made.

The only thing that I thought would save my world

turned out to be a dud hand grenade.

Well, let's drink to what we do have left.

To friendship.

Friendship.