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Just got word from the clerk.

We gotta rid of cert.

Cert? Rid of certiary.

It means the Supreme Court's going to
listen to our appeal.

Really?

Might show a little more enthusiasm.

I don't understand the procedural hoops
we had to go through to get this.

I've been, uh, sentenced to hang, Nikki.

Forgive me if I don't feel like standing
up and sharing.

I know.

They think I'm crazy.

You should see the way they look at me.

You should get ready. They're going to
move you to another holding facility

right next to the court.

Be honest.

What are my chances?

It's hard to say. There's never been a
case like this.

Unless you count fly versus windshield?

Come on, Teresa.

I wouldn't have flogged my staff for the
last six months if I didn't think we

had a shot.

What would I do without the patron saint
of lost causes? You remember Cassandra,

Greek mythology?

She had the gift of prophecy.

More like a curse.

Apollo gave her the ability to see the
future in exchange for her favors. When

she spurned him, he punished her.

Didn't matter what she foresaw.

It fell on deaf ears.

I feel like I'm being punished by the
gods.

I've been pulling court watches. They
feel we're on the brink of a sea change.

This isn't about a sea change.

This is about waking up and realizing
that we're on a collision course with

extinction.

I've seen the future.

I've been there. I know you have.

When they outlawed technology, they
paved the way to the final apocalypse.

Keep the faith, all right?

You're going to get through this.

It's not about me. I could give a damn
at this point.

But if I go down, so does the whole
world.

There is nothing wrong with your
television. Do not attempt to adjust the

picture. We are now controlling the
transmission.

We control the horizontal and the
vertical. We can deluge you with a

channels or expand one single image to
crystal planet A and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our
imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, we will control all
that you see and hear.

More about the war and mystery which
reaches from the deepest inner

mind to the outer limits.

The outer limits.

Please stand by.

What will become of a world that outlaws
the very tools it has always looked to

for solutions?

Oh, Earl.

Come on, you're better than that.

Chief Justice, is you eating in here
again? I'll be hell to pay.

I've been reading briefs all morning.

If I don't get some food in me, I'll be
gnawing on his gavel.

Where's Hayden?

Supposed to be in fashion in 20 minutes.
Oh, boy.

That BLT looks good. Do you mind if I...
Damn right I mind. Get your own grub.

Come on, away with you.

Elise, could you check the chief's jelly
bean stash?

Not without an executive order.

Can't believe they forgot the pickle
spear.

I wonder what the American people would
say if they knew the Supreme Court spent

its morning arguing over food.

Sorry I'm late, everyone.

My fool horse threw a shoe.

Oh, for the days when the horse threw a
rod. Getting nostalgic for pollution,

are we?

I assume everyone's up to speed on U .S.
versus Gibbons.

Tell me something, Hayden. Do you really
believe that this woman has time

traveled here from the past?

Well, you read our science advisor's
brief.

Well, it's just that our science
advisors understand technology.

The way an archaeologist understands how
the pyramids were built. Which is to

say, not at all. Oh, come on, Ollie. We
have totally authenticated evidence that

this woman was born in 1954.

And if she's 122, I want her beauty
secrets.

I'll tell you what I think.

This time traveler, or whatever you want
to call her.

Her arrival here is like a gift from the
gods. Gives us a chance to steer the

ship of state off its disaster course.

Oh, just what I expected from a bleeding
heart.

Or is it a bleeding ulcer?

We overturned the appellate court's
decision. We opened the door for the

of science and technology to descend on
us all over again.

And this time they won't be content to
wipe out 80 % of the Earth's population.

There's not going to be anything left to
render an opinion but cockroaches and

tumbleweeds. Why about you, Hayden?

Well, I haven't prejudged this case, if
that's what you're asking.

And I suspect, in spite of the rhetoric,
neither of the rest of you.

One thing is certain.

The American people will be watching us.

The world will be watching us.

I only hope... God gives us the wisdom
to get it right.

Wallace Gannon, Solicitor General.

Top gun in the government's arsenal.

I've been waiting for a landmark case
like this ever since this appointment.

There are only five chairs. I thought
there were nine justices. Not since 2062

Congress fixed this number.

It's changed seven times since the first
court.

Here they come.

All rise, the justices of the United
States Supreme Court.

Please be seated.

I don't have to remind anyone in this
hallowed courtroom that the case we take

up today has ramifications far beyond
the fate of the appellant, Dr. Givens.

For most of this nation's storied past,
we worshiped the altar of technology.

Science and innovation promised to ease
our burdens, to prolong our lives.

to extend our reach to the stars and
beyond.

Then, somehow, the promise was broken.

Our machines got away from us. We saw
the war to end all wars.

We saw the new Holocaust.

As we sit here today, the future of the
two -decade -old anti -technology codes,

operative not only in this country, but
by international agreement throughout

the world.

hangs in the balance.

Whether we maintain our ban on
technology or restart that mighty engine

well be determined by our actions today.

We'll begin by hearing from the
respondent, the Solicitor General.

Mr. Gannon.

I think that we can all agree that there
is nothing commonplace about the

state's case against Dr. Therese
Gibbons.

But to say that it is without precedent
is to ask me to surrender the

numerous sightings of case law, which
we've detailed in our brief, from the

evolving sense of human dignity language
in Trot v. Dulles in Gregg v. Georgia

to the ban on human cloning in 2009 in U
.S. versus in the bodies.

The defense stipulates that Dr. Givens
invented a time -travel device in the

last decade of the 20th century, and she
used that invention to convey herself

to wartime, along with a veritable
arsenal of electronic devices.

Now, why?

In her own words before the Ninth
Circuit Court, quote, I wanted to begin

industrial revolution.

I wanted to rekindle the flame of
scientific innovation, and that's

she tried to do.

She was arrested attempting to deliver
blueprints and prototypes to anti -code

rebels. You're not saying why.

Please sit down, Dr. Gibbons. You'll
have your opportunity to respond.

He's not telling you why I want the
world to have technology again. Doctor,

will conduct this proceeding in an
orderly fashion.

Not only has Appellant's counsel
stipulated to her smuggling be...

prejudicial. We never use the term
smuggling.

fine transporting these items into our
time and to our country.

The fence also acknowledges that Dr.

Gibbons had already used the time travel
machine repeatedly for a darker

purpose.

How did you get in here?

Are you Robert Beck?

What's to know?

Are you Robert Beck?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm Beck. On September 13th, 1994.

What is it?

You were executed for the willful murder
of eight women.

I am here to carry out that just and
legal sentence.

I don't understand.

Only one of us have to. Just wait a
minute. Wait.

Outer limits.

Please stand by.

The reality is that she employed the
device to convey herself to the

past, where, by her own written account,
she murdered in cold

blood no less than 17 victims.

I am obliged to remind the Honorable Mr.
Gannon that my client was never charged

with murder.

And for good reason. If you'll recall,
the Teresa Gibbons who committed those

acts in another time stream saved untold
lives by stopping their killers before

they acted.

Your honors, she paid dearly for what
she did.

I dreamed

about you for 15 years.

I thought you were ten feet tall.

With horns and fangs.

Oh, damn it, Claire. You just screwed
with the wrong guy there. Do you have

idea what you did to me?

You stole my life.

Now, wait.

Now, everyone just calm down.

I don't want to hurt the little girl.

She and I are just going to go for a
little walk.

I'll keep her company for a little
while. Then I'll let her go.

You are so right.

Nothing matters. Nothing I ever did
helped.

Drugs, therapy, killing monsters like
you.

Anything would be better than this pain.

All I want is for it to be over. Let me
die!

No one should outlive their dreams.

You get down!

So,

you're saying Teresa Gibbons, the woman
who committed these murders,

actually died in that confrontation.

That's right.

And the young woman who was rescued, she
went on to create her own time travel

device. She's the Teresa Givens you see
here today before you.

Mr. Gannon.

Yes? Please, let's just clarify.

You're not alleging that the appellant
here committed any of these murders.

If we accept her own definition of time
streams and the possibilities they

allow, then yes, one incarnation of Dr.
Givens did in fact engage in a murder

spree. In any event, no one can contest
the violence -riddled

repercussions of her time travel device.

Now, with the court's permission, and in
accord with Rule 32 for the submission

of exhibits, I'd like to present...

that device, along with the very
scientific touchstones of the pre

era, the possession and use of which
were the foundation of the state's case.

What you see before you, your honors,
are nothing less than the detonators of

the next and most certainly final
technological holocaust. Mr. Gannon,

A knife can be used as an instrument of
homicide, but we don't outlaw cutlery.

Your view that these inventions
themselves constitute a palpable threat

matter of some debate. My good friend
Justice Wood's comments are duly noted

the record.

Go on, Mr. Gannon. Thank you.

The petitioner's brief contends that the
anti -technological codes are in

violation of both the spirit and the
letter of the Constitution.

Now, I draw your attention to a phrase
from the preamble to that venerable

document which describes its all
-embracing purpose to promote the

welfare. These laws in question were
designed to protect, to nurture,

to shelter the flickering candle of
civilization from the howling winds of

Members of the court, these laws have
proven worthy and effective. Our society

has flourished since their
implementation.

They have rescued us from spiraling into
an unspeakable abyss.

Now I'll reserve the rest of my time for
a response to petitioner's counsel.

Thank you, Mr. Gannon. We will now hear
from appellate counsel.

Mr. Gannon has just quoted from the
stirring language of the Constitution,

if I might, I'd like to quote from that
self -same wellspring of democracy.

Article 1, Section 8, Clause 8.

which grants rights to inventors, quote,
to promote the progress of science and

the useful arts, unquote.

Even in 1789, nearly three centuries
ago, the founders

saw the promise in science and
technology.

Is there any aspect of our lives that
was not enhanced by the industrial

revolution or the spirit of discovery?

from agriculture to manufacturing to
communications.

What about the advances in medical
technology that not only dramatically

extended our lifespans, but improved the
quality of those lives as well?

Advances in technology that allowed
disease organs to be replaced by donor

organs, culminating in the first full
-body transplant.

Ready for transfer.

Advances in artificial intelligence and
robotics relieved us of tedious and

burdensome tasks.

We produced more goods. We worked less
hours.

They gave us more time to enjoy the
fruits of our labor, to spend time with

families. Our children were healthier.

Smarter? Happier?

It hardly seems necessary to count these
as blessings.

But blessings they were.

I hate to intrude on your speechifying,
but there were some conspicuous examples

of scientific innovation.

You omit it. You skip right over the
atomic bomb.

Fusion technology, genetic tampering,
just to name a few.

I understand, Justice Harbison.

that science and technology would be
held responsible for what happened to

world 20 years ago.

But talk about an abyss.

We have become so fearful, so phobic
about change, that we are plunging

into a new Dark Ages, and God only knows
when we're going to emerge.

If I may, I'd like

to bring my client up to the podium.

The truth is, what she has to say is far
more important than anything I could

argue in her defense.

I've always been a very curious person.

I grew up wondering, why is the sky
blue?

Why do we dream?

What is artificial intelligence?

And because I had such a natural
curiosity,

I gravitated toward science.

The term of choice in those days was
nerd.

I don't know what you call them now.

Maybe you've outlawed nerds, too.

When I was a teenager, I came very close
to dying.

I was abducted by a psychopath.

He tried to rape me and he certainly
would have killed me.

The woman who stopped the assault was
none other than me.

It was me, grown up.

It was the woman who first invented time
travel.

It was the woman I would become.

And she did much more than save my life.

She changed it forever. I wound up
falling in

love with the idea of harnessing

time.

Like, well, much like a poet falls in
love with words, a musician falls

in love with his instrument.

Science was my expression.

A way to lose myself.

A way to find myself.

I don't know what I'm trying to say.

You're doing fine, Doctor.

I grew up with a sense of personal
destiny.

How powerful a force had to be that
brought this machine into existence,

if it happened twice, if it happened in
two different time streams.

And that is when I knew that I had to
use it to do good.

Exactly.

Did you see it as your mission, Dr.
Gibbons?

I didn't know.

That just did. I didn't know. Maybe you
could see me as some kind of an explorer

of sorts.

I'd venture into the future.

A few days at a time at first.

Then some months.

Eventually I wound up here.

And my heart broke.

How so?

At first I thought it was something to
do with the settings on my computer.

This couldn't possibly be the...

2076, I thought of.

There are no cars, no telephones, no
computers, no CAT

scans, no sign of an electronic age, and
precious

few signs of anything more advanced than
the light bulb.

When I returned back to my own time, I
began to think.

What would happen to a world that turned
its back on science?

So you traveled deeper into the future?

Yes, I did.

30 more years.

2105.

Can you tell us what you saw, Dr.
Gibbons?

It was horrible.

A virus swept over the planet. No part
of this world.

was left untouched, and there were no
scientific tools to combat it, except

small amounts of serum that the renegade
researchers created, and they weren't

enough to stem the tide of death.

You need to get us more supplies.

No, ma 'am, not me.

We're running out of fresh water. We
don't have any more food.

I can't help you, ma 'am.

I'm heading back east while I still can.

Family's up there, a wife and two girls.

I know that they're dead.

Figure I should be with them when...
Listen, there's

another dozen or so in the town down the
interstate.

I gave them the same as I gave you.
Maybe you can hook up with them.

So there are others?

Not many. A lot more dead.

It's what your laws are taking us to.

The end of humanity.

This is the real Armageddon, Mr. Chief
Justice.

Your so -called new holocaust or
thermonuclear war.

That was only a prelude.

Dr. Gibbons, I'm sure you appreciate how
difficult it is.

For us to understand the very notion of
your venturing back and forth through

time. Yeah, of course.

The very fact that the Dr. Gibbons who
went back in time to rescue you as a

teenager, the Dr. Gibbons who was the
avenging angel, the very fact that she

changed history proves that history can
be altered.

That's my whole point.

We can intervene.

There's still time.

But how do we know that this plague is
the result of the course we're on now,

keeping a ban on technology, or whether
it's a direct result of changing our

course in this appeal?

I can only say, Justice Harbison, that
the world I saw was devoid of

was devoid of the medical help that
would have prevented this

virus from sweeping over the planet.

The outer limits.

Please stand by.

Are you familiar with the medical
research of Dr. Ledbetter? Yes, he

work in nanotechnology. That's exactly
right.

Tiny machines, invisible to the naked
eye.

Touted as the panacea in the scientific
journals of the day. It seemed nothing

short of a miracle.

Until something went horribly wrong.

Who is it? Steve, let me in.

I've been working on it all night. I
know how to deactivate them. We have to

electricity and short them out.

What is it? Have there been more
changes?

I've got a much... It's intense pain in
the back of my hip. It's kept me up all

night. Let me look.

See anything?

Just two small buttons.

Ah, damn it, that hurts.

Sorry.

They appear to be filled with some kind
of fluid.

What is it? They're moving.

What is it?

My God.

There. Eye.

Problem, Dr.

Gibbon. is that the example Justice
Parker has raised is just one of many.

You're aware, I'm sure, of the
researcher, Dr. Diamond Kress, who

sample of Martian soil back to his home
laboratory and unwittingly let loose a

biologic menace.

It took the better part of a decade to
eradicate.

Dr. Kress's descent into hell is
symptomatic of what happened over and

again in this century.

Scientists attempting to play God.

There is a difference between playing
God and aspiring

to fulfill the potential for greatness
that God

gave us.

Is that a veiled application for
sainthood?

I am no saint.

Nor are any of the pioneers that you
mentioned.

Mistakes were made.

The very nature of science is trial and
error.

This is how people learn.

This is how people grow.

Unless, of course, it's the last mistake
we make.

No one's denying my client's actions
violated the letter of the law.

But what we ask you to consider is if
the law itself doesn't represent a more

egregious violation.

A desecration of the Constitution and of
what's truly just.

What you may or may not know, Dr.
Gibbons, is that society radically

after the new Holocaust.

Oh, you mean besides the fact that
technology was used as a scapegoat for

society's ills?

That was a big part of it, yes. But
there were other profound changes.

A kind of...

involuntary anesthetizing of the human
spirit.

Our esteemed political leaders were
convinced that not only did we have to

dismantle the electronic age, but we had
to change our inner landscape as well.

There was a strong social and political
movement to try to put the past behind

us, even before the fallout had claimed
its last victim.

The anti -grieving laws were instituted.

It actually became a crime to mourn the
death of a loved one.

The anti -grieving laws have since been
rescinded, but I think it's instructive

to see that it's not only scientists who
went awry when they undertook to

redesign our species.

You talk about the arrogance of science,
Justice Harbison.

What about the arrogance of those who
would try to remake us in their image?

Before we pass judgment on the
petitioner, I ask that we consider where

greatest evil lies.

In making a god of technology?

Or in making gods of ourselves?

who survived the war of 2059 will never
forget it. I lost my own two sons.

My daughter lingered for six months
before her insides rotted out from

poisoning. Couldn't even give them a
proper burial.

They had to be sealed in lead and
concrete along with the other detritus

war.

The fact is...

Those laws were created so that we could
go on with the business of living and

survive. What made you so certain that
climbing back into the darkness was the

answer? Darkness?

Dr. Gibbons, is that how you see it?

I'm inclined to see the light.

The golden light over rolling farmlands
where horses and plows till the soil.

The light in the eyes of children who
climb trees.

Have we lost something by giving up our
machines, Doctor?

No doubt we have.

But look what we've gained.

Our productivity comes from the honest
labor of a strong back and calloused

hand.

Families sit around a hearth at night.
They don't stare blankly at jittering

electronic images.

They talk to one another.

Human interaction is no longer obsolete.

Life is less complicated. We've gone
back to simpler pleasures, simpler

Justice Harbison is right about one
thing.

None of us will ever forget what
happened in June of 59.

I lost a daughter too, along with my
only grandchildren.

The youngest was four, smart as they
make them.

He dreamed of being an astronaut.

Of course, even if he had survived, that
wouldn't have been possible.

There were no more astronauts, no more
space program,

no more computers, no more scientists.

No more dreamers like you.

You play with fire.

You might get burned.

Eliminate fire.

And you might never feel its warmth.

And you might never revel in its
illumination.

You take your seat, Dr. Gibbons.

Opposing counsels will now have a chance
to sum up.

Chief Justice, Associate Justices,
history teaches that no

invention is immune to subversion. The
missiles that rocketed

man to Mars also sent ballistic warheads
against the cities.

The Internet that promised us the
dissemination of information was

used to strip governments of their
secrets.

and make them vulnerable to attack.

Now, my distinguished colleague invokes
the spirit of invention as if it

were some holy grail, some self
-appointed deity that demands that we

ourselves before it. But aren't we wiser
than that?

Forgive me for sounding old -fashioned,
but what about rearing our children in a

peaceful world? What about a quiet
prayer?

at the altar of common sense.

I ponder these highly touted advances of
the century.

The genome was deciphered and the
secrets of the human brain were

what became of those discoveries?

And I refer you to the cruel realities
of entrepreneurs who robbed the

elderly of their knowledge and their
skills and then sold them.

Like so many dried goods.

What's that for?

To help make you sleep. And to make you
forget.

Why?

Why would I want to... forget?

The most vulnerable in our society
stripped of their humanity, their brains

drained of a lifetime of acquired gifts,
downloaded and catalogued, and left

like empty huts, warehoused and
forgotten.

Is this your idea of a scientific
miracle?

If this court overturns Dr. Gibbons'
conviction,

It will send a message heard round the
world, and the genie will bellow

in thunder, he'll thrash in his bottle,
and once more threaten to emerge.

I'm certain, in fact, that we will be
driving the last nail into the coffin of

God's greatest experiment.

It will ordain the end of humankind.

I, for one, will not be party to that
surrender.

I will fight it with my last breath.

And I implore you to do no less.

With the court's permission, I'd like to
give my remaining minutes to the woman

who will live or die by your decision.

When my namesake invented the temporal
transporter, she used it to save lives.

And when I followed in her footsteps, I
knew that, like her, that I would have

to dedicate this incredible invention to
a humanitarian purpose.

Maybe ultimately make the same sacrifice
she did.

I've been given a special knowledge
because of the unique

circumstances of my journey.

Not to act would have been the same as
turning my back on the

citizens of the future, those countless
children who depend on

me now.

And I guess they depend on you now.

That's all.

Thank you.

We'll take a 15 -minute recess, then
render our decision.

You okay?

I'm scared, Nick.

All that stuff about me not caring about
what they do to me.

It's a lie.

A stupid lie.

It's okay to be afraid, Teresa.

You're only human.

I used to dream about the Teresa that
rescued me.

It was always the same.

She'd walk in the room, sit on my bed,
and watch me.

Sometimes we'd talk.

Sometimes she'd just stroke my hair.

She was so gentle.

So kind.

If... If they let the verdict stand,

What will happen to all of this?

I won't lie to you.

They'll destroy it.

All those years.

All those... Mine.

We haven't lost yet.

There's still hope.

Somebody will find an answer.

There's still plenty of time.

There's 30 years.

They could build another transporter.

They could find a cure. They know that
the plague is coming.

There's a way. They'll find a way. There
has to be.

You will tell them, won't you? I wasn't
crazy.