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Aren't you forgetting something?

I-I don't know.

It has something to do

with the third differential coefficient.

Not that.

Tonight.

What?

Emma?

What time is it?

Almost 5:00.

Oh, my God.

My proposal for utilizing solar power... rejected.

My concepts for harnessing microenergy waves... rejected.

The Dean suggests that I focus on something

that might actually help mankind...

like his study on the benefits of tobacco consumption!

Alex, the problem is

your ideas are a bit too... radical.

The problem is with the faculty.

They're dinosaurs.

They're already extinct.

They just don't know it.

You know, one day they'll be discovered

by some future archeologist

and he won't know what to make of them.

The dim little eyes, devoid of any curios...

Alex, it's your first year as associate professor.

You might want to play things a little more conservatively.

You sound just like my father.

Look at them, Philby.

All alike.

All in identical bowler hats.

Do you want your students to turn out like that?

I want my students to be prepared

for the realities of the world

they're about to greet.

Well, I don't.

I want them to run along this street

and knock off every bowler they see.

Mrs. Watchit!

Oh, huzzah, the master's home.

Did you get it?

Hello, Mr. Philby.

Hello, Mrs. Watchit.

You're looking in the pink.

Must be all the exercise I get

scampering up and down these stairs like a wee lamb.

Don't torture me! Did you get it?

I got it.

Oh, good. Let me see it.

But don't you think for one moment

I'm going to let you go out in that filthy jacket.

Now, go in there and change.

And you've got another letter from that annoying little man.

Oh.

- Well, go ahead. - Switch it on.

It'll help people keep their teeth

well into their 40s.

You might think about having that cleaned.

Oh, who has the time?

How did you know with Molly?

Know what?

You two were meant to be together.

She made the best shepherd's pie I ever tasted.

Don't you have a single romantic bone in your body?

No. I'm all bowler hat.

Why do you waste your time on that crackpot?

Because he has some very interesting ideas.

A professor at Columbia university

should not be corresponding with a crazy German bookkeeper.

He's a patent clerk, not a bookkeeper

and I think Mr. Einstein deserves

all the support I can give him.

I wonder if we'll ever go too far.

With what?

With this...

with... all of this.

No such thing.

All right.

How do I look?

Practically decent.

Really, Alex, good luck tonight.

She's a fine girl.

She's done wonderful things for you.

And don't worry.

You still have that alluring smell of chalk.

Oh, got to hurry.

Oh, that's more like it.

You look a proper gentleman, for once.

Well, you better hope so.

If Emma turns me down, you'll be next.

Oh, I'm already swooning.

All right... wish me luck.

Thank you.

Fresh flowers.

Fresh flowers.

Have some flowers, sir?

Not tonight, thanks.

No, I... I promised her flowers.

Oh... spectacular!

Spectacular waste of money.

Damn thing's always breaking down.

Do you need a lift?

Yes, yes.

How do you keep the water temperature stable?

Well, there's a cantilevered gasket

on the fuel regulator...

Oh... God, uh...

Much obliged.

Uh, I'm always forgetting the damn brake.

Look, hop in.

I'll give you a perambulation

before it breaks down again.

Oh, uh, I'm afraid

I have a prior engagement.

Well, another time then.

We perambulate here most every night.

Certainly.

Get a horse!

Yes, yes.

Alexander!

Oh! Oh!

You're late, Professor.

I got here as soon as I could.

Oh, they say it's all the rage in Paris

but I just picked it up... five dollars at Macy's.

Silly, isn't it?

Very silly.

I like it.

Well? Where are they?

What?

The flowers.

You promised me flowers tonight. Don't you even remember?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I-I was... I was distracted, I...

Well, there's something new.

Uh...

Emma, I need to talk to you.

They're too small.

Oh, uh, shall we walk through the park?

Yes.

Professor, you're shivering.

I hope you're not coming down with something.

Well, I-I'm afraid I am.

I'm not sleeping very well, and...

and even when I'm awake, I'm-I'm not much use.

I can't eat or... or-or think

or do much of anything anymore.

And the worst part is

I don't know that I'll ever be well.

I think there's only one remedy, and...

that's for you to marry me

and spend the rest of your life with me.

Oh, Emma

I know it's right.

I know we're meant to be together.

It's the only thing in my entire life

I've never had to think about.

Oh, Alex!

Uh, uh...

wait, I have something for you.

You know the moment is rather dying here.

I-I know. Hold on.

Oh...

Well, I know it's not a diamond...

A moonstone?

Well, it's your birthstone.

I thought...

You thought right.

I just might cry.

I couldn't help but overhear.

Two... fine young people

starting out on the road of life.

I wish you the very best.

Well, thank you.

Yeah, and much as I hate to do this

moved as I am by your...

protestations of love

I'll be needing your money now.

Sir?

And your jewelry, too.

Yeah, I guess we could call this your first little bump

on the road to marital bliss.

I don't understand...

Don't make a scene.

There's no cause for that.

Just give me your wallet, will you... huh?

Did you hear me, lad?

Uh, a-all right, all right.

Uh... here.

That-That's everything.

And your watch.

And the gloves.

And the ring.

No.

I'm afraid so, darling.

And maybe he'll buy you a diamond now.

Please, please, not that...

No!

Why did you do that?

It's only a ring.

I...

Emma.

Emma...

Oh!

What?

Oh... oh, sir, Mr. Philby is here.

Here?

Yes, sir.

He insisted on coming in...

Tell him to go away.

I'm busy.

I won't go away, Alex.

My God

what's happened to you?

I've been... I've been working.

You remember that.

You used to care about your work.

I care more about my life.

And yours.

I came by the house every day after the funeral

and every week and every other month.

Then I stopped coming.

Did you even notice?

It hurt me, Alex... very much.

Then why are you here now?

There are some things I have to say to you.

You may not like hearing them...

I know, I know.

You're concerned.

I know, I know.

I hear it from Mrs. Watchit every day.

But really, I... I need you to go.

I won't leave

not with you hiding down here.

I'm not hiding.

You know that's what it is.

Mrs. Watchit says you're in here all hours

day and night.

Alex, will you please

stand still and look at me?!

It wasn't your fault.

No.

No, it wasn't my fault.

Maybe we should blame Mrs. Watchit

for picking up the ring from the-the jeweler.

Or the jeweler for making it.

Or the poor bastard who tore the stone from the earth.

Maybe I should blame you

for introducing me to Emma in the first place... yes...

Alexander, nothing will ever change what happened.

No, you're wrong...

because I will change it.

David...

I appreciate your concern... I do...

but I ask you to have faith in me.

Well, I...

I want to have faith in you, Alex, but...

what are you... what are you doing here?

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you

come by for dinner in a week

and I'll-I'll... I'll show you.

Why don't you come home with me now? Molly...

Did you not hear me, David?!

I can't leave when I'm so close.

All right, we'll-we'll continue this conversation in a week.

In a week, we'll never even have had this conversation.

Ah, thank you, my good man.

Yeah. I'll need a pair...

You're early.

That's a first.

I wanted to see you.

Well, where are they?

What?

The flowers?

You promised me flowers tonight.

Don't you even remember?

Oh, you never cease to surprise me.

Emma, I need to talk to you.

Shall we walk through the park?

No... no.

No, let's... let's go into the city.

Alex, what is it?

Nothing. Let's just hurry.

Running along's all very well for you.

You're not wearing a corset.

Bleeker Street, and be quick about it!

Oh, now you're all gallant.

Professor, you're shivering.

I hope you're not coming down with something.

No, no.

I'm fine.

I'm wonderful, just...

just walking down the street with you again.

Well, we took a walk three days ago.

Well, not like this.

Never like this.

Heavens, look at that now.

Oh, I've seen it.

Now I know you're ill.

Your passing up the chance

to explore some new gadget.

It's only a machine.

Alexander, tell me what's going on.

Is something wrong?

No.

No.

Emma, listen to me.

I need to leave you now, but I want you

to go straight home and stay there.

I promise you, I'll come by some time later tonight, and...

I won't seem to make any sense.

I'll be all upset that you didn't meet me in the park

but you must trust me.

Everything will be all right.

Just know how much I love you.

How much I'll always love you.

All right.

But first, where are my flowers?

Flowers it is.

Wait right there.

Don't move.

Oh. Can I help you, sir?

Yes. A dozen roses, white.

No, no... Red.

Easy. Easy.

I'm looking for Professor Hartdegen.

Alex, I'm...

I'm so sorry.

This was not supposed to happen.

Of course not.

I know there's nothing I can say...

We were out of the park, Philby.

We were safe.

Why can't I change it?

I could come back a thousand times...

see her die a thousand ways.

I... I don't understand.

I can't find the answer here.

Not here.

Not now.

...the future is now.

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Hey.

Hello.

Nice suit.

Very retro.

Thank you.

Bet that makes a hell of a cappuccino.

The... thing?

See ya.

Hi, friends.

The latest update from Lunar Leisure Living.

Our engineers are currently preparing

for the first 20-megaton detonation

to create the subterranean living chambers

for Lunar Leisure Living...

All right, attention, everyone!

Class 23, could we gather, please?

Our next stop is Antiquities.

Please make sure that your microscans

are charged for download.

Two-by-two. Let's look lively. Two-by-two...

And, Tommy, if you do that again

I will re-sequence your DNA, so help me!

Now march. March, march...

Two-by-two, please. Look lively.

Welcome to Vox System.

How may I help you?

I didn't see you there.

I always seem to have that effect.

How may I help you, sir?

What is that thing?

That is my photonic memory core

or PMC, as we say in the trade.

Over here... sir.

What are you?

I'm the Fifth Avenue Public Library Information Unit.

NY-114.

How may I help you?

Oh, a stereopticon of some sort.

Stereopticon?

Oh, no, sir.

I am a third generation fusion-powered photonic

with verbal and visual link capabilities

connected to every database on the planet.

Wh... Photonic?

A compendium of all human knowledge.

Oh.

Area of inquiry?

Do you know anything about physics?

Ah. Accessing physics.

Mechanical engineering?

Dimensional optics. Chronography.

Temporal causality. Temporal paradox.

Time travel?

Yes.

Accessing science fiction.

No, no. Practical application.

Why can't one change the past?

Because one cannot travel into the past.

Wh-What if one could?

One cannot.

Excuse me.

This-This is something you should trust me on.

Accessing the writings of Isaac Asimov

H.G. Wells

Harlan Ellison, Alexander Hartdegen...

Oh... tell me about him.

1869 to 1903.

American scientist given to eccentric postulation.

Found writings include treatise

on the creation of a time machine.

Tell me about the time machine.

Time Machine was written by H.G. Wells in 1894.

It was later adapted to a motion picture by George Pal

and a stage musical by Andrew Lloyd Webber...

No, that-that's not what I mean.

Would you like to hear selections from the score?

No. ♪ There's a place ♪

♪ Called tomorrow ♪

♪ A place of joy... ♪

♪ Not of sorrow ♪

♪ Can't you see, it's a place for you and...? ♪

Thank you. That's quite enough.

Will there be anything else?

Uh, no. No, I...

I think I'll have better luck in a few hundred years.

Live long and prosper.

Sir! Where's your designated evacuation center?!

Sir, you are subject to arrest under martial law...

Please put your hands out, sir, palms together.

You will be held in detention

until your evacuation center clears you for transport.

Wait! Wait!

Take it easy! Take it easy.

Hey, we gotta get out here!

Wait! How did this happen?

The moon. Come on, move it!

- That's impossible. - What happened?

What, you been living under a rock?

Yes, I've been living under a rock!

Now, tell me...

The demolitions for the lunar colony

screwed up the orbit, okay?

The moon's breaking up, all right?

Come on.

Hey!

Forget him! Come on!

Emma...

Shh!

Hello?

Hello.

Don't be afraid.

Oh, wait, don't-don't go.

Wait.

I just want to talk to you.

Hello.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I don't understand you.

Do you know my words?

Yes.

The "lex." The stone language.

The stone language?

But do you understand me? Do you understand me?

We all learn it when we're young.

They "tor'jen." Forget.

They forget it.

But I teach.

What is he saying?

They're trying to decide if we should throw you in the river.

Tell me quickly, and tell me the truth.

Where do you come from?

Well, actually, I'm from here.

Uh, just not from now.

You see, I-I built a machine

that allows me to travel through time...

and I'm from the past.

Oh.

I told them you hit your head

and you are a wandering idiot.

What are you doing?

Getting ready for the "mor."

The night.

Oh...

I'll come with you.

"Eloi"?

What are your people named?

Well, I-I guess

you'd call us "New Yorkers."

"New Yorkers"?

Are they friendly?

Until you talk to them.

Tell me about your village.

Oh, it's a very busy place.

Everyone seems to be in a hurry.

And they all wear identical bowler hats.

Little, black, round things on their heads.

What do you do there?

I was a teacher, like Mara.

And... I make things.

Me, also.

I made a sess'quin'tan with my father.

We still use it.

A "sess'quin'tan"?

Mara

der'en jen'wen len?

"Sess'quin'tan"... steps of rope.

Oh, a rope ladder.

We can make one. I will teach you.

All right.

Will you tell me more lon'el... on the next day?

Tomorrow? Yes, I will.

Why don't you take care of this for me tonight?

Thank you.

Good night.

Good night.

Kalen will tire you if you let him.

He has always been questioning.

Our parents were firm, but it is his way.

Where are your parents?

They've gone from this place.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You were right, Philby.

We did go too far.

Sit with me.

Mara, why do you pull the boats up at night?

Are you afraid they'll be stolen?

Stolen?

I do not know that word.

Well, are you afraid that someone will take them?

It is just more safe this way.

Oh.

You must do things to be safe where you come from.

Of course, yes.

Or when you come from.

Ah, so I'm not just a wandering idiot.

Col'mar.

Maybe we could find some tomorrow.

Flowers?

Alexander... Alexander...

Mara! Mara!

Mara! Mara!

Oh, Mara!

Is he all right?

He had a dream.

Oh.

So did I.

I was moving through a jungle...

And you saw a shape ahead of you.

A face...

that called my name.

We all have that dream.

All of you?

Yes. Now go back asleep.

You're still not well.

What does that mean? "Morlock"?

A child's dream.

No more.

Go back asleep.

We keep these stones in many places.

This is the room where my parents taught me

for the first time.

Why do you learn this language

if you don't use it?

It's a tradition we hand down.

It meant something once.

It must be here for a reason.

"One generation passeth away, and another cometh

but the Earth abideth forever."

Why have you come here?

Why have you traveled through time?

To have a question answered.

A question?

Yes. Why can't I change the past?

Why would you want to?

You've lost someone.

Someone you loved very much.

Mara, why are there no older people here?

What do you mean?

Older people. Your parents' age.

Grandparents' age.

They've gone from this place.

You mean they're dead?

Yes.

All of them?

How is that possible?

There are things better left not said.

We don't dwell on the past, Alexander.

We do something else.

What?

We remember them...

with these.

Alexander!

Alexander!

Are you coming to work now?

Come with me. Alexan...

No, Alexander's not well enough.

We're going to see his machine.

Now?

Stay with Toren.

Go on the next day. Tomorrow.

I need to see that it's all right.

This way.

Will you tell me more about... New York tonight?

I will.

Ah, good. It seems fine.

We had quite a ride together.

It's ready?

Appears so.

Going to use it now?

Go back to your own time?

Well, I...

I guess I could.

It seems so long ago.

No, you should go.

And I need to ask...

will you take Kalen with you?

Why?

Alexander, take him away, back to your time.

Will you do that?

Mara, why?

Please!

You don't know.

Take him away from here.

Kalen!

Mara!

What's going on?

They're early.

We must get Kalen.

Kalen!

Kalen!

Kalen!

Mara!

Kalen!

No, stay here.

Stay in the group.

Run!

That way!

Mara!

Mara!

Where did they take them?

We have to follow them. We have to find them.

We do not. Col'quin tor. No.

Why not?

This is nem Eloi'tas...

our life here.

How can you just

do nothing?!

How can tor'tas al'mor?

It is the day and the night.

The day and the night.

This is the world.

Why don't you fight back?

Fight back.

Why not?

Those who far quil'pax...

fight...

are taken first.

Kalen, do you know where they're taken?

No.

Do they ever come back?

No.

Has anyone ever followed them?

I don't know!

Well, what about the Morlocks?

We're not supposed to talk about it.

There must be a leader. Kalen, listen to me.

Listen. Sometimes we need to accept

what's happening to us, even if we don't want to.

And other times we have to fight

even if we are afraid.

Now, it's difficult to understand, I know.

Believe me, I know.

Now, they're afraid

and I'm asking you not to be.

So will you tell me what you know?

We can save her.

Please!

When they go

we're not supposed to talk about it.

But we all know of a place.

What place?

Where the ghosts are.

Here it is.

Welcome to Vox System. How may I help you?

It's all right.

How may I serve you?

What can I get you?

Oh, let's see.

Um, Henry James.

Well, no. Yes?

No, no, no, too depressing.

Hemingway perhaps.

No. No, too sweaty.

Plato, Proust, Pinter, Poe, Pound?

No.

The Complete Works of Martha Stewart.

Ah! I have it!

Jules Verne.

Right up your alley, I would think.

Photonic, right?

Or what's left of one.

What's left of all of them.

I am the last.

"And these fragments

I have shored against my ruins."

T.S. Eliot.

You wouldn't know him yet, but he is so depressing

yet so divine.

Oh, I'm sorry.

The lending library is temporarily out of service.

Not to worry, I have them all

right here.

Every page of every volume.

Can you tell me what's happening here?

Well, my sources are no longer fully annotated

and my information is somewhat anecdotal

but I believe what was once one race is now two...

one above and one below...

two distinct species that have evolved.

And how do those below survive?

That is the real question, isn't it?

I don't believe it.

Well...

if you don't like the answers

you should avoid asking the questions.

Look at them.

They have no knowledge of the past.

No ambition for the future.

So lucky.

Why would you say something like that?

Can you even imagine what it's like to remember everything?

I remember this six-year-old girl

who asked me about dinosaurs, 800,000 years ago.

I remember the last book I recommended...

Look Homeward, Angel, by Thomas Wolfe.

And yes

I even remember you.

Time travel, practical application.

How do you know about the Morlocks

if you can't leave this place?

There was one Eloi who managed to escape.

He told me everything.

We spent years together...

just talking.

The conversation's a little spotty now

but I do remember.

It's good to have a friend.

Then you can help us find the Morlocks...

find Mara.

And if the truth is so horrible

it will haunt your dreams for all time?

Oh, well, I think I'm used to that.

My friend said he came from the east

from the jungle.

Can you describe it?

I don't have to.

Just follow the breathing.

In the dream, we're moving toward it

but I think it was meant to keep us away.

I might just go in by myself.

No.

Mara would be very cross with me if you got hurt.

Now, I'll find her

but I need you to go back to the village

and light a fire

so we can find our way home.

All right? Will you do that for me?

I lost your pocket watch.

They took it from my room.

I'm sorry.

Why would they take it?

Oh... stupid.

Mara.

Mara?

Mara.

Mara?

Come a little closer.

I don't bite.

Do I surprise you?

A little, yes.

Hmm.

We weren't always like this.

After the moon fell from the sky

the Earth could no longer sustain the species.

Some managed to stay above.

The rest of us escaped underground.

Then, centuries later

when we tried to re-emerge into the sun again, we couldn't.

So, we... bred ourselves into castes...

some to be our eyes and ears

some to be our muscles and sinews...

Oh, you mean your hunters.

Yes... bred to be predators, but bred also to be controlled.

You see, my caste concentrated

on expanding our cerebral abilities.

You control their thoughts.

Not just theirs.

The Eloi.

So, it's not enough that you...

that you hunt them down like animals.

That's their role here.

To be your food.

Yes...

and for those who are suitable

to be breeding vessels for our other colonies.

You see, I'm just one of many.

I don't understand how you can sit there

and speak so coldly about this.

Have you not considered the human cost of...

of what it is you're doing?

We all pay a price...

Alexander.

Don't worry, you're safe.

I control them.

Without that control...

they would exhaust the food supply...

in a matter of months.

"Food supply"?

They're human beings.

Who are you to question 800,000 years...

of evolution?

This is... this is a perversion of every natural law.

And what is time travel

but your pathetic attempt

to control the world around you?

Your futile effort to have a question answered?

Do you think I don't know you, Alexander?

I can look inside your memories...

your nightmares...

your dreams.

You're a man haunted

by those two most terrible words:

"What if?"

Daddy. Daddy.

Da-Da!

You built your time machine because of Emma's death.

If she had lived, it would never have existed.

So, how could you use your machine to go back to save her?

You are the inescapable result of your tragedy

just as I... am the inescapable result...

of you.

You have your answer.

Now go.

I believe you have something that belongs to me.

We all have our time machines, don't we?

Those that take us back are memories...

and those that carry us forward...

are dreams.

You're forgetting one thing.

What if?

What are you doing with it?

Changing the future.

Come on.

Wait... wait here.

Eh!

Go.

Hurry!

Huh?

Alexander!

I'm sorry you lost your machine.

Oh, it's all right.

It was only a machine.

"The congregation rose and stared

while the three dead boys came marching up the aisle

Tom in their lead, Joe next

and Huck, a ruin of drooping rags

sneaking sheepishly in the rear."

"They had hid in an unused gallery

listening to their own funeral sermon.

Aunt Polly, Mary and the Harpers threw themselves upon...."

This is the place.

So it is.

But there's nothing here.

Well, it was different then.

My laboratory was all around here.

The kitchen was up there... where that tree is.

Not that Mrs. Watchit ever let me go in there.

I don't know what to tell you, sir.

He's been gone this whole week.

And you've no idea where he went?

No, sir.

This would be my greenhouse.

There was a garden outside.

Gren'tor'mar'tas?

Yes.

I'm glad.

Sir?

I'm glad he's gone.

Maybe he's finally found someplace

where he can be happy.

This was my home.

His home.

Long ago.

You know, Molly and I were talking

about engaging a housekeeper...

someone to live with us

and help take care of Jamie.

Would, uh, would you be interested?

Perhaps just until the master returns.

Of course.

But there'd be some changes made.

I run a tight house.

I have no doubt of that.

I'll call by in the morning, and we'll arrange it.

Good night, Mrs. Watchit.

Good night, Mr. Philby.

Godspeed, my fine lad.

Godspeed.