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Beloved husband and father

- It's time.
- Is the record ready?

- Yes.
- How detailed is it?

- I left a few things out.
- Good.

Keeping you anonymous
is the best way to keep you safe.

The navigator needs to have
enough to go on.

He needs to insert you,
before they find the tipping point.

Do you understand?

Better than anyone.

December 19th. December 19...
December, December...19

2003.

December 19, 2003.

Hi there

Do you guys have Bluebird root beer?

We sure do. I'll be right
back with that.

Thank you.

December 19, 2003.

I shall endeavor
in this ghostly little book...

both to entertain and inform.

I say ghostly because
I see it being read aloud.

to many grandchildren,
with its pages worn

reeking of the echos
of ages past.

My name is Horatio Astaire Biggs.

A name lavishly placed upon
me by my wonderful mother.

I begun many diaries...

and I presumptuously begin again
because today

is a great tipping point in my life.

Congress, faced partly
on my recommendation,

has just approved a wild
sum of money

for a very special science project
and I...

And I think I've just fallen in love.

-Hey, did you want a...
- No, I'm good, thanks.

It's taken a long
time to get to this point.

I'm absolutely whipped
and there's no going back for me.

But despite appearances,
Sally is holding something back.

I know she wants
to let herself really love me.

Only time will tell for sure, I guess.
But to me

us being apart would be like

defying the law of
gravity or something.

She's afraid.

It find it very charming
that Sally has convinced herself

that she's in control of our relationship.

-Wait. - Horatio Astaire

Biggs. - Are you, Are you...

Are you drawing a
similarity between my name...

- Horatio and Mr Darcy?

"... Which sparkled
in the light that

shown of the Ghost
of Christmas past."

"It matters little, she said softly
to you, very little.."

"Another idol has displaced me."

"What idol is displaced you?
he rejoined".

"Joe drop that oil on
the blankets now!"

"His blankets?", says Joe.

"Whose else, do you think?
Replied the woman.

He isn't likely to take on
without them ."

"I dare say that he is dead."

We're going to give
H. G. Wells' "Time Machine -"

another chance. You will like it.

" You know, of course, that
a mathematical line, a

line of thickness nil,
has no real existence. "

"They taught you that?
Neither has a mathematical plane. "

" These things are
mere abstractions. "

" That is alright, said
the psychologist. "

" Nor having only length,
breadth and thickness... "

I do find you the
most attractive

woman I've ever
met, and I thought so

from the moment I first
laid eyes upon you.

In fact, that night,
I started designing our wedding band.

"So, most people think ,
but wait a moment

Can an instantaneous cube exist?

"Don't follow you, Said Filby."

Keep going.

"Clearly, the time traveler
proceeded..."

Christmas Eve 2004.

I'm going to propose tonight.

This is the tipping point.

The future hinges on her answer.
- Navigator.

I need the earliest safe solution.
Intercept third kind. On the girl.

The girl? ooh. Even better!

Prepare crews to Section 5.

Initiating new target track.

Compiling record.

Guys, guys. Please.

Yes?

- Hi, Sally.
- Hi! Hey Sally!

Can we make ourselves at home or...?

Oh no, what do you want with me?

Guys, guys. We have
to understand the lines.

Yeah, well, we are British.

British is the Queen's language
It is the Old English.

This is gonna be lame.

We have to just sell tickets to the
rehearsals.

The tip of the tongue! The tip of
the tongue, the leap...

No!

The tip, the tip of the tongue.
The leap.

Thank you, Sally so much.

I know this is a huge pain,
especially when they're so awful.

It's no problem,
they are kind of entertaining.

Are you sure you're
going to be alright tonight?

Yeah. I'll be fine. I'm
going straight to bed. No worries.

Are you sure?

Yeah, yeah.
Get out of here. Go. Go. Go...

- See you later. Ok.
- Bye.

We wish you a Merry Christmas...

We wish you a Merry Christmas... We
....

... wish you a Merry Christmas...

... and a happy New Year

... The tidings...

Okay, pumpkin love,
it's your move, baby.

Thanks, Joanne.

Online.

Another windy, cold day,
just how I like it, at the beach.

Our yearly pilgrimage to the firemen's
memorial turned out to

pretty bizarre.

So I'm going to pan
up the flagpoles here

Now, you might get some
young meteorologist to tell you that

this is some kind of land-sea wind thing.

But I've been coming here...

Yes?

Sally, they're waiting for you downstairs.

Well, they're an hour early,
so they're going to have to wait.

Okay. I'll let them know.

You guys are total nerds.

We've narrowed it down to
50 possibilities.

Some are reiterations of important dates,
keywords in his personal life.

Analysts say
there is 58% chance

that the correct password
in the top 10 on the list.

80% chance it's in the top 30.

And not put any pressure on
you or anything, but it's

been about five years of
work to get to this point.

And if we don't catch him now,
we probably never will.

- So how many tries do I get?
- Three.

If we do not get it
in three, the account

will execute a
permanent lockout

and it will alert the account holder
that someone has been trying to break in.

That's amazing.

Is she psychic or something?

Probability low.
Target lock impossible.

Exactly who was that put
this record together?

it's classified.

Continue the trace, please.

Hello, I saw an old friend of yours
afternoon.

- Oh, really? Who was it?
- Guess.

How can I?
Oh tut, don't I know?

- Was it Mr. Scrooge?
-It was Mr. Scrooge, indeed.

I passed by his office window.
I could scarcely help but see him.

You know, I hear his
partner is close to death.

He never settled on.
Quite alone in the world, I do believe.

Spirit, take me from this place.

I told you.
These were shadows of things that had been.

But they are what they are.
Do not blame me.

Alright. That's good work. Very good work.
Yes, that's good for the night.

I'm out of this place.

Here.

- What's this?
- Just Horatio's old stuff.

- Well, you should be keeping this.
- Oh, no, I've got tons of stuff.

Boxes and boxes.

Why doesn't Sally want to
keep any of Horatio's stuff?

Well, I think she's going
through a hard time.

and...

When she was younger than you
her father died.

And now Horatio.

Come on.

Thank you for seeing me.
I really appreciate that.

Not at all. Not at all.

Here we are in the house
of the Air and Space Museum.

Where we prepare artifacts
for exhibit.

And sometimes we find a ghost or two.

Well, here it is.

We of course removed it from
the floor immediately when

it was discovered and
replaced it with a replica.

It's either a bizarre prank

or an unusual attempt
at some free press.

As you can see, it's
completely embedded in the propeller...

absent of any visible signs
of entry.

So, how can you be sure
it happened on March 17?

I oversaw some of the
cleaning crews getting ready for the

St. Patty's day crowd.

We saw a few reporters
and police out here the day it happened.

And now suddenly we get a
visit from the FBI!

Are you just nine months late or

Is there some renewed interest
in our little mystery?

I'm just late, I guess.

Can you show me
where it was originally found?

Right this way.

Gallery 208...

pioneers of flight.

Okay, I'm stripes.

I played these dumb boys
for money last week.

I cleaned them out.

How about this: How about
if I win, no more pool

unless it's with your dad.
- And you've never played before?

No. - It's a deal! No cheating.

good.

So I hit the solid ones, right?

Not bad.

You're going to keep your
end of the bargain, right?

No tricks, Trudy?

Target lock impossible.

Probability low.

Record accuracy questionable.

Progress report, Navigator.

Gravity is about where we need it,
but I can't get reliable lock.

- Explain.
-Probability's too low.

Target behavior is
statistically improbable.

Human Performance outside
normal parameters.

Target lock impossible.

Its probability low.

There's something funny
about this record.

I don't quite trust from
the data I've got.

I'm going to try new variation.

Applying new behavioral algorithm
Teleutaios.

Reanalyzing record.

So I hit the solid ones, right?

- How many tries do I get?
- Three.

How many tries do I get?

Algorithm success.
Target is rift born. Class 1

- You lucky!
- What are you talking about?

Are you trying to kill me?

Warning.
Visualization overload.

Her record has been amended

to protect her from hostile
intercepts.

She is an extremely
high valued target.

She is not just a high valued target.

She is a 95er.

Visualization overload.

This is going to take some time.

No pun intended.

And there was like this one weird guy
who all like...

"Dude, check out the pregnant lady.
She rocks!."

Yeah. Totally.

OK, I will.

Love you too, Daddy.
Good night.

Well, I'm going to watch
my show in bed, ok?

Ok. The guest room is
all ready for you.

- Okay, good night.
- Good night, sweetie.

Change your mind?
Trudy?

Trudy, do you need anything?

No, I'm good.

Oh, come on!

Horatio?

Gravity decreasing.

- What is that?
- Just a little decoration for your

big fancy new office here.
How'd you get this thing, anyway?

-It's all about the timing, Jerry.

Where did you get that
cute laptop?

Oh, yeah, it's standard issuing
for the FBI these days.

You know, we're the
kinder, gentler agency.

- Really....
- What you got?

- What does this look like to you?
- Coordinates.

Yeah, coordinates.
but you see any kind

of relationship, any
pattern going on?

So, if you start and go right way
and connect the dots,

I think you can make a reindeer.
See? That's

his nose, those are his antlers.
I think it's's Rudolph.

Target locked.

Interception available. Adjacent
time lines.-Alright then.

- What's my entry locust?
- You'll be splashing through.

- 1 of 4 office workers
in the building.

The COC people are
bringing appropriate clothing

- And ID right now.

- What about an explosion?
- What

kind of an explosion?
-I don't know.

but does forensics have
software that can calculate these points?

And see if it's consistent
with a typical blast pattern? -Yeah, sure.

But can it calculate the origin?

Yeah, we could give it a shot.

Temporal coefficient calculated.

Alert. Defense condition minimal.
Content breech of reactor 8. -Send me now!

Trojan is in the fire!
Look out for foes.

- Great! How soon can you have it done?
- Well, I got a hot date tonight -

- So if I get started tomorrow.
Is that soon enough?

- How about yesterday?
- Okay, boss.

Oh, the sample you gave me,
from the Air and Space Museum?

-Yeah?
Root beer!

- Well, that's it then.
- KTDE offline.

Alert. Defense condition minimal.

I guess she's going to have
to watch out for enemies.

All hands to battle stations.
Defense condition...

Sir, I'll have your lunch in
just a few minutes.

And your One o'clock is here
Special Agent Biggs.

Send her in.

Agent Biggs.
Please have a seat.

-So, how are you?
- Super.

Although I am a little curious
as to why I'm here.

I think my evaluation is in July?

Well, being new around here

I wanted to get to know everybody.

But I was especially eager
to chat with you.

I've heard about you
even before I read your file.

- Well, here I am.
-Yes you are.

So, tell me about yourself.

I am 5'7'', cute

Gemini.

Multiple accommodations,
youngest

new female agent in 20 years...

expert marksman, unusually
gifted in interrogation,

code breaking
undercover ops, pursuit...

- Knitting.
- Knitting?

So, when is your baby due,
if you don't mind me asking.

- Oh. In about a month.
- Do you know the gender?

- A boy.
- A boy.

I hope you do not mind if
I have a bite or two.

Oh, no problem.

You know this is great stuff,
but they never put enough salt on it.

But I always keep some
stashed away.

I always keep some
stashed away.

Just a second, sir, I don't think
you want that much salt.

Sharp eyes! Thank you.

So...Tell me what you're working on.
Well...

Seeing as I'll be on maternity leave soon,

I haven't had a real case in months.

But I've been helping out the
other departments quite a bit.

I'm working on a
few side projects

Tell me about your side projects.

Oh, nothing. Just looking into

some suspicious activities
here and there.

Sometimes where there's
smoke, there's fire.

Affirmative.

However, I'm sure
that you can understand

that it's my job to
make sure that

many hours spent have
tangible results.

Accomplishing specific national

security goals,
making arrests, etc.

Now, is that likely to happen if you're
chasing ghosts and UFOs?

Well, first, I have to learn Martian,
so I can read them their rights.

Now, is that likely to happen if you're
chasing ghosts and UFOs?

Well, It is possible
the phenomena

I've been tracking are
some way connected.

As you know, you're extremely
valuable to the Bureau.

If you like, I'd be more than happy
to approve a early leave for you.

You know, prepare the nest
and such.

I appreciate that, sir.
It's not a bad idea.

I'll let you know.

The date March 17th.

Does that have any
special significance for you?

I noticed it written on a map
in your office several times.

That's the day my husband died.

Yes, of course.

I noticed it written on a map
in your office several times.

St. Patrick's Day?
I've got a bit of the Irish in me.

Will that be all, sir?

Agent Biggs...

We can not let personal issues
affect our work at the Bureau.

I strongly recommend that you
consider going on early leave.

Thank you, sir.

Answer me this one question -

is this the shadow of
things that will be

or the shadow of
things that may be, only?

Tell me, spirit, am I that man
who lays in the bed?

Oh. No! No!

- No!
- Excuse me.

Oh, yeah.

Sally!

You can come out now.
Sorry we chased you away.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Biggs, this is Dr.
Gupal.

I'm very sorry to leave this
message on your machine,

- but I'm going out of
town with my family.

I am afraid tests
came back positive.

A lot of progress has
been made in this

area , and more will
be made in the future.

What was that about?

- My baby might have cystic fibrosis.
- What's cystic fibrosis?

Well, your great-aunt Margaret died in it
when she was very young.

But they do not know yet
for sure, right?

That is so ironic,
that it's genetic.

Mr. Biggs left quite a legacy.

Alright, Sally.

No.

This baby is going to need 24/7
attention

I'm a single parent.

My mother is senile. My father is dead.
I have no siblings.

But they do not know for sure,
and you have us.

How many more people
are going to be

chained up because
of my idiot husband?

I...I never wanted to get married.

I never wanted children.

I didn't even
want any friends.

I don't see the value,
as Horatio used to say.

Sally, there's value right there.

Like I need Horatio's help
for a baby.

I have always been
in control of my life.

More than anyone could
even comprehend.

And now, for the
first time in my life

I have bills I can not pay.

It's a really bad deal!

But what are you gonna do?
You're going to live in fear?

You're never going to
weave anybody into your life?

You're never gonna make choices
that matter?

I remember the day I let
it happen.

What happened? And what day?

The day I let myself fall in love.

It was about a year after we met.

Christmas Eve.

He wanted me to meet him,
at this little place in Annapolis.

Actually,the same restaurant
he was in when he first saw me.

I wasn't even sure
why I went down there.

He was going to propose

and I knew that if
I went in the restaurant,

I'd say yes.
So I just sat there.

And I was about to tell the cab driver
to take me to the airport

when this blind guy got in.

He must have thought it was
available or something.

Oh, is this taken?
-Uh...

No, it's okay.

It was kind of funny,
so I just got out of the cab,

and let him have it.

And then I went in the restaurant.

And the rest is history.

So it's the blind,
man's fault you got married?

It wasn't anybody's fault!

You made a choice,
and you made the right one.

Who... how do you know that?

Because I know my brother!

And he loved you.

Then why did that arrogant bastard get
himself killed and leave me alone?

and leave me alone?
and leave me alone?

Because I know my brother!

And he loved you.

- What's that noise?
- What noise?

You don't hear that?

Sally, what's the matter?

Who's that?

Who's who?

The guy hanging...

You didn't see anything?

Like what? What is it?

You don't see a guy on a ladder
hanging Christmas lights?

No. Do you?

It's Horatio.

Okay, Sally, come on.
Let's go inside, Sally.

Hey!

Sally?

I think I'm going crazy.

I think I'm going crazy.

Hold on before I smell the cake!

Sally?

You know, they never
did find his body.

Jerry, this is Sally.

Come meet me in my office as soon
as you get this, alright?

Sally, I didn't expect
to see you here today.

Go ahead
take it to my office.

What are you doing?

Just making some changes,
while you are on maternity leave.

I'm not on maternity leave.
I said I would think about it.

I was hoping that your tardiness
was indicative of your decision.

But either way,as of right now
you are on maternity leave.

This is insane.

I demand you put
that down immediately.

Sally, that's government property.

Sorry Sally.

There is no reason to do this.

Look, Sally, I'm trying
to save your job.

If the people above me read the same
psych evaluation...

that I read, you won't have a job
when you get back.

You'll be assigned
to some freak consultant list.

Now you get your
things. You go on home.

And I don't want to see
you around here for a couple of months.

Come on, Sally, enjoy your time off.

The director's been
after me all morning.

What you got?

Alright ,here are your dots.
And you neglected to tell me

that one of them was down
the street from my house.

It's a little unsettling,
don't you think?

Tell me about it.

So, what are they, Sally?

The dots represent...

... really, really strange phenomena.
- Verified?

Mostly yes. and there a ton of them

up and down the East Coast.
Most are recent...

but I've actually traced them back
a couple hundred years.

It sounds crazy, but I'm convinced

that a handful of them
have to do with Horatio.

The ones I gave you
appeared on the day he died ,

March 17 this year.

Ok.

Well, you're right. These are
consistent with a typical blast pattern ,

but it's something...

something odd is happening.

Normally when the program runs,
it looks for factors like

wind resistance, gravity,
aerodynamics...things like that.

But these coordinates, they
don't work,

unless you take all those factors out.

It's like a bomb that went off in
another dimension.

So we have an approximate center.
- I need exact location.

I just want to
get to the center of it.

Ok.

I'm locked out? What?

It's like a bomb that went off in
another dimension.

Is this how you are connected
to the rest of the building?

Yeah, why?

I'll give it back later.
I need exact location.

- Are you alright?
- Come on, let's go!

Ok, ok. this is not exactly
college math here.

College Algebra. This
is complex stuff.

I need longitude and latitude.

Special Agent Gerald Mackenzie.

Cease all operations
immediately and report...

It's a little early for
postpartum, don't you think?

Longitude and latitude, Jerry.

Okay, it's coming.
Here it is.

Jessie, stop what you're doing.
Get it.

I want you in my office...

Not even you can
get out of here Sally.

So, ghosts and UFOs are
classified now?

- Yours are.
- Guess I'll take that maternity leave.

That's a good idea, Sally.
We will send you your things.

She certainly got quite a morbid
fascination for time and space disturbance.

She's using the
paradoxes to find out

where he was when
he disappeared.

Well, maybe we should hire her.

Why didn't you send me earlier?
Before the power loss?

Is this your first dive
or something, rookie?

If probability is too low,

we don't know where
the time line is,

and then we can't
get a lock on her.

And because she's a 95er -

She has this undo button
for everything she does.

Figuring out what she's up to is

- drum roll please -

less probable.

And then we come to gravity.

This, my dear boy,
is a measure of how

strong out time line is
at any given point.

If gravity is too high,

an interception
is either impossible or futile.

But if gravity is low enough ,

then the time line can be manipulated.

Pumpkin love?

Gotcha.

If her gravity is low,
we should be able to intercept.

Yes, but it can't be so low
that there's nothing there.

pardon the cliche, but my job is
both an art and a science -

You must understand that.

You must understand that this is
is more than a job, Brego.

This track is everything.
- I need more information!

- Who is she?
-Classified.

Is Kennings after her?

It won't be long before
one of the stooges

find the tipping point.
- So, they want to make the big change?

- Why? Why her?
- Classified.

- I need to know for the track!
- It's classified.

Why is it so personal to you?

That's why.

This paradox all the way
back to the beginning.

She's connected to it.

Some day, she can prevent this.
Now get me that track!

December 19, 2003.

I chased the carolers the street
and started singing with them.

Will we become Queen
Victoria and Prince Albert a?

Bonnie and Clyde or
Scrooge and Marley?

Christmas Eve 2004.

I'm going to propose tonight.
This is the tipping point. Married today.

Checkmate! Happy.

Quantum theory says that we can't be sure
of the

... most mysterious and impossible
barrier of all...

... in the quantum treasury...

A law? A force?

A special kind of particle,
that we haven't discovered?

Mistress Pandora,
will weigh in at about 12...

12,000..
I have never met or even heard of

the projects of Mr. JT Kennings

Tub, tub, Biggs.

You were a bit too hasty
to surrender your queen.

Who will bring you tea
and rub your feet?

You know why I like to play chess
with you, Biggs?

Because no one else will?

Because it makes me think.

You don't have to think too hard.

You know, it was a game of chess

when I was a child,
that sparked some of the

first and most important
insights into the nature of the universe.

For example, I have already
predicted that this game

will be comprised of
a total of 89 moves,

44 of yours and 45 of mine.

My victory is an inevitability.

You will choose to resign in thirteen

in twelve choices from now.

The wonderful magnificent
question is did it already happen?

And am I actually moving backwards in time?
And more to the point-

was time itself ultimately irrelevant?

in the unfolding of your defeat?

Was that the beginning of the first law?

Yes. But as we know, the closer you get to
the thirteenth move,...

your ability to change
your mind

and defeat me, in, say
eleven moves,

becomes increasingly less likely .

and it becomes
infinitely less likely

for you defeat me
in eleven moves.

the twelfth move, extrapolate that
curve and we see

that you are almost
certainly moving in one

specific direction
through time and space.

And that, my dear Biggs, is the

great injustice of the universe.

Here we have a scientist
who speaks of

quantum theories as
friends and enemies

not as scientific ideas,
yet to be proven.

August 12, 2007.

This day everything changes.
I was on my usual round in the tube -

I was so on fire with ideas

the realization of what we built.

See you later.

When I stammered out
my discovery to Kennings,

he laughed and said, "Oh, Biggs
We are here in the people business here."

I had always thought my
"Neil Armstrong" moment -

was going to be in a lab,
looking at screens.

I thought Kennings
musings on time and space were supposed

to be just playful imagination

I thought I would end up
as all well-known physicist-

and...and engineer, not a legend.

I got quite a shock tonight when Sally
quoted Isaac Newton,to me!

"Gravity explains the
motions of the planets

- But cannot explain
who sets the planets in motion'

She says I've become maniacal in my work

She says my playmates and I
are building machines,...

-.. so we can play God
And this coming from the biggest..

control freak in the galaxy

... we are now officially ESTRANGED

October 22, 2009.

We've been going through
the motions for a while now

emotional tirades been pretty predictable

But something quite unpredictable
happened today.

Who played Georgie in the 1949
film "The Inspector General"?

That has to be Danny Kaye?
-Ok.

The cellular energy
transfer molecule known ATP

- What does that stand for
- Adenosine triphosphate.

When did Tyrannosaurus Rex
roam the earth?

- Was it...
- Cretaceous.

Give me a hard one.

Okay... What calibers
of handgun ammunition

are known to induce hydrostatic
shock in living targets?

I do not know.

Your turn. When a parachuter's
speed is constant

during a free fall, he or she...
- Terminal velocity. -Nice.

Which famous aviator
disappeared mysteriously...

Amelia Earhart.

- On the electromagnetic spectrum...
- Red.

Tanzania.

December 25, 1776.
Come on, give me a hard one.

That would be... Mr. Shelley's wife.

I've always known that Sally
is a little unusual.

She is inhumanly punctual
as if time is on

her schedule and not
the other way around.

She is a perfect marksman,
which has become something of novelty

among her colleagues at the FBI.

She's never been in a traffic accident.
She does a lot of cooking...

though she leaves the cleanup
to me, even if I'm gone weeks at a time,

But I've never seen her drop a dish.

Could it be that I'm married
to a living specimen...

of the things I am
theorizing about in my work?

Professing romance
and reconciliation...

I invited her out
to a nice restaurant.

Little did she know she was
part of a little experiment.

I pretended to get a little tipsy,
but with a secret mission in my mind...

... To break every
dish I could.

Of all things Sally hates to be part
of a scene she can't control...

especially in public,
but I was determined.

I went for the wine glass, salad bowl-

the dinner plate, even the waiter.

But amazingly so, Sally was ready
for me.

I couldn't break anything.

Maybe she is psychic,
maybe I'm drunk,

- Or maybe these dishes
are crashing on the ground.

Which I admit,
is the craziest of the three possibilities.

I used to joke that the most dangerous

and unpredictable variable in
my equations was my crazy wife.

How right I was.

All the math points to the necessity for -

a residue of time broken lines.
A ghost, an echo -

meaning that I should be
able to find the piece

of the dish that had broken,
and yet hadn't

And of course before dinner
I made sure we were using dishes

that had never been in that
restaurant before.

I'm calling these ghosts
"Paradoxes of the second kind."

theoretically, Pandora could also create
paradoxes of the 7th kind.

- Making possible Sally's
unusual relationship with time.

But frankly I don't have time
to think about Sally.

This could all be hogwash.

We have to prove that
chrono tons exist in

the first place, and
there's only one way to do that.

Sally's despondency has
given away to regular volleys of rage

and discontent
even though I'm almost never home.

What's the value of marriage
to someone like me?

My gifts, my talents, my intellect
can benefit human kind most

doing what I'm doing.

She needs to be studied, but later.

Right now she is in the way.

It's not fair of me to hold her
love captive.

I'm a scientist, right?
Aren't I supposed to be removing dangerous

and unpredictable variables
from my life?

- Hi, Sally.
- Hi.

- Looks like you've been crying.
- Yeah.

Me too.

Rehearsals at my house
were a disaster.

You know, actors just don't behave
themselves unless there is an FBI agent.

Power restored.

Mom and I thought we
could take you out to lunch.

- Don't you have school?
- School's out.

I guess I lost track of time.

Gravity fluctuating.

Low grid target lock only

- KTDE online.
- Target acquired.

Go, go!

Engine's come online and
I'm detecting a bogey.

- Then hurry!
- 1, 4 and 6 aberrant intercept

Warning.

Will you go see who that is, sweetie?
-Ok,

- How are things going?
- I don't know.

preparing to fire. Report
collateral paradox. TSCP efficient.

Warning.
Interception detected.

Some guy in a suit.

aberrant intercept...

Deflection Risk rising.
Intercept threatened.

Warning. fluctuating gravity

Paige, Trudy,we got to go out the back now!

- Go. Move it out the back, now!
- Oh, My God.

- What are you doing?
- I don't know.

Trudy, get down!

9872 Willow brook Lane,
armed intruders. get out!

Call 911. Just do it!

- What are you doing?
- Get down!

Who are you?
I said who are you?

Does this have anything
with Horatio Biggs?

Sally, behind you!

Behind you!

Who are you?
Who sent you?

What is this all about?
Talk to me!

I said, talk to me!

9 seconds, right?

Still too much gravity.

Track lost.

- What happened?
- The enemies got there first.

- Reacquire the target!
- Yes, Sir.

So you know who they were?

Yes.

What's that?

Just a second.

Sir, if you have something to tell me,
I need to know now.

I just injected myself with the
antidote to the gas you've been breathing

since you entered the car.
No, don't worry, it's not toxic.

It's just going to put you sleep.
-What?

I just injected myself...

Sally?

- Mom, what's happening?
- Is she okay?

It's Ok. I'll take care of her.

I just injected myself...
injected myself with an antidote.

It's empty.

Why?

I'm taking you to a
top secret location.

You can't know where that is.

I'm your friend, Sally.
Your friend.

Get up, Sally.
You have to get up!

We are running out of time.

Agent Biggs. Agent Biggs.

Agent Biggs, are you alright?

I am terribly sorry to have to bring
you here this way.

But this location has the
highest classification rating.

And frankly, blindfolds are
kind of old-fashioned.

Where are we?

Where your husband
used to work.

Is this... where he died?

There was a terrible explosion.

What is this place?

You've been tracking strange
phenomena for some

time now. They seem to
appear in patterns -

similar to last night, correct?
- Yes.

They are explosions, Agent Biggs.

Explosions in time-space,
also called paradoxes.

They occur when
someone changes the

past or the future
for that matter.

This thing is a time machine?

Well, supposedly
there is no such thing as time.

It's more about mass, gravity
, particles.

I don't eally understand the whole thing,
but when a change is made

fragments of what was,
blast out and they show up t

in the real world as "happenings",

like Blue birds flying over Antarctica.

Sometimes we get fragments
that are clearly connected

to the person or event
at the center of the paradox -

- such as a cap
of a root beer bottle.

Now, Horatio Biggs was killed

while conducting the first tests
on the engine. Right down there.

This is all very hard to believe.

You see ghosts, don't you?

Come on, let's put our
cards on the table, Agent Biggs.

Yes, I see his ghost.

Echos, Sally. They probably already
lost self-awareness,

and eventually they will
dissipate completely.

But they are echos of a time line
that might have been.

The machine is actually very safe.

Unfortunately, your
husband thought he knew

better than to follow
the safety protocols.

If you got a time machine, why don't
you do not go back to save him?

Oh,we tried, but changes in time
are generally extremely hard to make.

Your husband was a very prideful
and stubborn man.

That makes it very hard
to dislodge his time line-

And for the similar
reasons, the men who

attacked your home
failed to kill you.

A very straightforward
approach on their part, but...

... you had too much gravity.

You're saying they're from the future?

Look, what I've told you
is the tip of the tip of the iceberg.

I can't really say much more,
only that it amounts to a major threat

to national security,
and puts your

life and your happiness at risk.

Why me?

Partly because of your
connection to Horatio Biggs.

Partly because of your investigation,
Which, I so rudely interrupted.

You've been looking at Horatio's death
as the beginning of your troubles...

What do you know about
my relationship with Horatio?

Enough to know it was a disaster.

This is ridiculous.
I don't believe in time travel anyway.

Yes, do you, Agent Biggs.

You've believed in time travel
since you were a little girl.

And I'm guessing you've fantasized
about going back in time

more than just a few seconds.

Yes, I know.

Here, put this on your arm.

Go on.

Now...

- Do you have a solution?
- I think I know where she is...

... but gravity is too high for
an intercept.

-Hers?
- No, the bogies.

They must have been
planning this for a long time.

Pull all the power you need
to punch me through!

We don't have that kind of power.

I have got to get in there before
she gives him the tipping point.

She's just going to give it to him?
Why?

Because she wants to make the change.

- She wants to get rid of Horatio?
- Horatio and the baby.

- She doesn't want them.
- Well, there's nothing I can do.

Can you remember the
moment when you decided

to join your life with that of Mr.
Biggs?

The night he proposed to me
at a restaurant in Annapolis.

I was sitting in a taxi outside.

It was Christmas Eve, 2004.

- Do you remember about what time?
- I remember. 6:01 pm.

Excellent.

Now, don't worry.
I'm gonna be right behind you.

You can send me further upstream.

Anywhere. I'll track
her on the ground.

We only get one shot at this.

If I send you back to
when she was a little girl

you could easily dead end
or ricochet.

I do not care!

Or you might end up being an old man
before you intercept.

The armband is your anchor,
it will keep you in the new time.

Now, whatever you do, do not
take it off.

- What happens if I do it?
- You'll go flying through time- space.

You may end up
a day after today

or you may end up a month after today,
or... nowhere at all.

- She's gone.
- You can still send me upstream.

Our best chance is to
wait...for her.

So did that spicy food
satisfy the baby?

He's kicking a little bit more.

You are so beautiful.

Honey, are you okay?

I think so.

- What's your problem, lady?
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- You okay?
- Let's just go.

- I don't know...
- she's pregnant! I should call the cops.

Let's just go.

Welcome to Christmas Eve 2004.
Pretty amazing, huh?

This is a couple hundred miles
north from where we were.

It's not your typical
time machine.

We're going to be visiting
an event, not a date.

- So which restaurant is it?
- Am I gonna see myself?

Well, if we're lucky.

It's called Sais.
hang a left here.

Sally! I remember
Horatio talking about you...

the most unpredictable
and dangerous variable

in his equation was
his crazy wife. Nice, huh?

Hey, is that you?

- Yes!
- You mentioned 6:01. What happens then?

What... what makes you
decide?

This blind man got into the cab

and sort of gave me a little push.
- So where are we going, lady?

What are we doing here?

Well, we are approaching
the tipping point.

Stop the blind man.

You want to stop me
from marrying him?

Isn't that what you want?

So what happens to me?
The version of me sitting right here?

You're already thinking
like a time traveler.

- Answer my question.
- It will be kind of like a dream.

The angry, lonely Sally will go away
and you'll be left with...

Well,with the Sally
that's the right track.

- What about the baby?
- Well, on the current time line,

If all this mucking around with time
were to stop,

it most likely live a very
short, painful life.

Sally, you deserve the
life that you want.

people aren't supposed
to be trying to kill you.

And you never intended
for the man that

you married to dump
you for his job.

then to leave you altogether.

Sally, life is about making choices,

about making better and better choices.

Choices that bring more
happiness and less

pain into this world.

Now, you are getting
a rare opportunity

to look at your life from a...
from a non-linear point of view.

No.

If you had to do it all over again,
would you have done it differently?

You couldn't take control,
when your father died, but you can now.

Now, I'm not talking about redoing
a few seconds.

I'm talking about a
whole life.

- Yes...
- I mean, was Horatio it worth?

And besides, you don't want
that baby anyway.

- Yes...
- I mean, was Horatio it worth?

Sally! Sally, wait! Sally, wait!

Sorry.

- Get out of the car!
- Sally.

Out of the car!

I can't let someone like you
have a loaded gun.

You should be happy.

I'm giving you the life
you always wanted.

Rift tide.

foes have cut her anchor.

Epicenter located.
Cascading paradoxes approaching.

- All personnel: await instructions.
- Where is she going to land?

- Calculating
- Rift time approaching.

- Calculating time line.
- Exit vector.

- Calculating time line.
- reentry vector.

- Delta is minus 3.8 hours.
- A few hours before she left.

Thing's gonna really get weird.

Pass me through to the boss.

- Permission is required.
- Consent Alpha 17-01 Epsilon.

- Secure channel opened.
-Danger.

- Well, hello, there.
- Where am I?

- Bethesda Medical.
- How did I get here?

A nice couple on the metro said
you came out of nowhere

- and attacked them,
and then went unconscious.

- How's the baby?
-Just fine.

There was a trace of
sedative in your blood -

- But there is no indication
of any lasting effecst.

- Do you know how you got that lasseration?
- No.

Well, I do need some
personal information...

... Information.
Your name?

- Well, hello, there.
- Where am I?

- Bethesda Medical.
- How did I...

What day is it?

- Friday.
- What's the date?

December 24th, Christmas Eve.

It is the day that I left.

- 2013?
- Yes.

- Danger. rift is approaching.
- Yes, Matthew.

All personnel:
await instruction from your CP official.

We've failed.

No. I failed.
A long time ago.

The rift tide is coming.

There's still a chance.
She knows what she needs to do.

Agent Biggs, how are you doing?

Can you just pay the taxi?
He's waiting outside.

Bill the Bureau.

Kennings has picked the big day.
Lucky March 17.

Of course I'm scared
out of my wits.

scared out of my wits.

Of course I'm scared
out of my wits.

As the big day approaches,

I find myself asking the
objective kinds of questions

scientists are supposed to ask.

The kinds of questions
I haven't been asking for a long time.

Question one: Why does Sally have such a
flexible relationship with time?

My best theory is that a
major event in her life,

such as birth must
have occured in the midst

of a mass of rift in time-space
A paradox of the seventh kind.

Question one: Why does Sally have such a
flexible relationship...?

Question two: If there is such
a rift, where is it?

I'm not sure yet.

Sally was born in an
ambulance on the freeway.

But I have no reason to believe that
I-95 is a hotbed of

strange time-space phenomena.

Question three:
How did this rift get created?

And here's where
my life falls apart.

Timeline transmutation in progress.

She's hoping that
Horatio left the

location of time
machine in the diary.

- Brego, what's happening?
- Her gravity is climbing a bit.

But...like a whole new timeline
is taken over.

In my blind arrogance,
I had thought that Pandora -

might be able to create paradoxes
all nine kinds.

Wouldn't that be nice little story?

An eccentric scientist
builds the machine

that inadvertently gives
his wife super powers.

But the truth is...

To create a rift in time,
of that magnitude

it would take dozens of machines,
maybe even hundreds,

operaing from who knows
where or when.

Which means that this is not the first time
machine.

which explains why I have
never heard of Kennings.

Which means that I
am no great scientist,

only a willing pawn
and the greatest fool who ever lived.

I'm probably only alive because
Kennings sees me as his pet.

With a leash foged link
by link with my own pride.

But as I always say,

the very ink with which
history is written merely

fluid prejudice.
There are bonds between molecules,

between atoms, between quarks,
between every particle.

And there are bonds between
the master particles.

These are the bonds
that make us free.

Hold on to me, Matthew.
We need your gravity.

I have to disable the machine,
at least the long-range components.

I think I know where he's going
at, I can't let him get there.

If there is still a a shred
of gravity between us

Sally will find this diary.

I would have been impervious to all this
if I had loved you better, Sally.

Finally I understand that that
is a choice I should have made...

...every day. ...every day.
...every day.

Timeline obliteration,
recorded at 18:01 hours.

Our Sally is gone.

Transmutation recorded.

- Ma?
- Hold on to me.

Within normal parameters...

- Gravity spike detected.

Activation in progress.
- Wait a minute!

- Resurgence of original timeline.
- She's going to bounce!

Calculated obliteration 9.2 hours.

But Horatio didn't leave the

location of the time
machine in the diary.

- The what is she going to do?
- Get some help from a friend.

Jerry had been trapped, but he left
her a Christmas present.

Her gravity's jumped a bit.
None of this is in the record.

She's going back to
Horatio's machine.

How do you know?

Matthew, they're attacking
from both sides of the timeline.

- Launched a counterattack.
- Are we still online?

Don't go until she's
all the way inside the complex.

Reporting no solution.

Brego, have we got anything?

This is ridiculous.

Sally, Sally, get up. Get up, Sally!
You have to wake up!

-We are running out of time!
- She can't hear you.

Sally, you can't just show up and stop
yourself from making a major decision.

Time-space won't allow it.

These things have to
be done delicately.

We're losing her!
Youre going to have to go through her!

Brego, send me through her.

Are you crazy? Which one of her?

Stop!

You're late, Sally.

The rift tide must be
catching up to your timeline.

I guess I'm about to be successful, uh?
It is the gravity Sally.

You gave it away.

We got no readings now.

Just send me!
This is our last chance!

You'll just expand the paradox.

There are already three people
if you give me the authorization

To fire blindly,
into the heart of a rift tide.

- And you're not one of them, Captain.
- DANGER! Rift tide approaching.

But I am.

She is ready, Brego.

I'm sorry.

Is there anything
you want me to tell her?

The truth.

Are you alright?

Yeah.

This will help with the fading,
but not for long.

When you're finished,
deactivate the

anchor by pressing
the little button.

It will bring you back to
within a day of right now.

When I'm finished?
What am I supposed to do?

You'll know what to do.

Wait, can they
come back afterwards and stop me?

Unlikely. They tiedtoo many
knots in the timeline already.

Each incursiion at the
same locus requires

exponentially more energy,
but they will try again.

Some day.
Time to go.

Horatio Biggs used the probability
paradox to disable theis machine.

Its max range is only
a few years now.

Useless to Kennings,
but enough for you.

On March 17th, Kennings
took Horatio to the future.

-Leaving only...
- he's alive?

And you may see him again.

I can't let someone like you
have a loaded gun.

You should be happy.

I'm giving you the life
you always wanted.

I'm done here.

Let's get back to war.

Find your exit locus.

I need a pen.
-Sure

Do you have something to write on?
Anything. -Yeah.

Write this for me. Write

this for me, please! -Ok.

She's at the airport. She loves You.
Hurry.

Give it to that guy in the booth
over there.

It's for you.

Taxi!

Well, we're still here.

Thanks.

Timeline restored.

So, what happens now?

That's classified.

Morning, children!
What's today?

Today? Is he mad?

- Today is Christmas Day!
- It's Christmas Day!

So the spirits have
all done it all in one night.

Of course they did.
Then I shall treasure the past

live in the present and
safeguard the future.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Bob! Bob Cratchit! The prize turkey!

We should surprise him!
Oi! Merry Christmas everyone!

And that, my dear Biggs -

is the great injustice
in the universe.

This is not the first time machine.

I think I know where he's going and
I can't let him get there.

Everything I've told you
isthe tip of the tip of the iceberg.

You'll know what to do.

The fireplace fell on top of me...

Yes! But your improvisation
was brilliant, my friend!

Mom!

- Is it time? -Look what's happening!
- I think so.

Are you quite alright with that or...?

Go get Sally's overnight bag .

It's in her room. Ok?
Go. Go. Go.

Okay, go inside, Sally.
We're all here for you.

The car is right here. Come on!

I guess we're having the
party at the hospital.

Sorry.

How are we doing, pumpkin love?
Not in too much pain?

I'm right here. I'm right here.

- Come on. Come on.
- Okay, over here.We're ok.

- Okay.
- Let's go!Let's Go!

Let's not have the baby
on the freeway!

- Sally? -Mom!

May water just broke.

Ok, we need to get there fast.
Right now.

As long as you get to
the hospital right now!

We're still here.

Now let's go get your father.

Report incomplete
Relevant loci distribution -

Outside low probability curves.

Target untraceable.