All language subtitles for The Outer Limits_S04E22_Balance of Nature.srt - 2

[birds chirping]

With all due respect,
Bringing Meredith home
may have been premature.

It's over, Don.

You know it, I know it,
Oncology knows it.

She hasn't responded
to treatment in weeks.

The melanoma is
way too advanced.

Her lymph system is riddled.

Her whole body is under attack.

[Don] You're not thinking
of... intervening.

[husband]
She's my wife.

She deserves whatever
dignity I can give her.

Thanks for
all your support, Don.

You know, if only the regressor
were further along,

Meredith might have been
the first to benefit from it.

Of course, we both
know the price to pay

for stepping outside the regs.

Noah, Davenport would have
your head on a platter.

If you wouldn't mind,
I'd like to be alone
with my wife.

[monitor beeps]

I'd be lost without you, kid.

I got no choice.

I got to do this.

[sniffles]

If I'm right,

This machine
is going to save your life.

[machine beeping]

If I'm wrong...

God forgive me.

[machine beeping]

Initialize cellular analysis.

[computer]
Scanning and initializing.

Warning.

"Probability of successful
regression at 72%."

[computer beeps]

"Exceeds risk parameters."

Yeah, well,
I'll take those odds.

Override initialized.

[computer] Overriding.

And...

Execute.

[electronic whirring]

[computer]
Regression sequence commencing.

Regression target, 17 months.

Please...

let her live.

[computer beeping]

Lesions are shrinking.

Multiple indications
of hypo-remission.

[computer beeps]

[computer]
Cellular regression successful.

Disengage regression sequence.

[monitor beeping]

Noah?

[bed whirring]

Hey, how are you feeling?

Fine.

[sighing]

I'm so groggy.

Did I oversleep?

It's amazing. Look at you.

What are you talking about?

What's all this equipment?

It's the, uh...

The prototype of the regressor.
I brought it home.

Regressor?

Have I ever told you
how much I loved you?

[computer beeping]

[computer] Warning, warning.

Subject destabilizing

-What's going on?
-Oh, Damn it, it's reversing.

We're getting
cellular breakdown.

God, let it be transient.

Noah, you're
scaring me. Stop it.

Initialize regression sequence.

[computer beeping]

[gasps, shivers]

[Meredith gasps]

Oh, my skin!

What did you do to me?

Hang on, Mer!
You're going to be all right.

-[computer beeping]
-Initialize the damn
regression sequence!

[Meredith] Help me.

[breathing heavily]

[gasps]

Meredith?

[monitor flatlining]

No! [sobs]

[high-pitched tone playing]

[Control Voice]
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 thousand channels

or expand one single image
to crystal clarity

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.

You are about to experience
the awe and mystery

which reaches from
the deepest inner mind

to The Outer Limits.

[Control Voice] It is perhaps
the central paradox
of our existence.

To be alive is
to be aware of our mortality.

Life is by definition
a terminal disease.

-You never thought to hire
professional movers?
-[laughs]

[Noah] Why should
I when I have friends like you?

[exhales]

You know, not that
I haven't thought

about getting out
of the city myself,

but did you
have to come this far?

Take a look around.

Clean air, zero crime.

What is it exactly
you think I'll be missing?

[Don] Well, poker games
won't be the same without you.

Who else folds aces up?

Well, it's not exactly
like I had a choice.

The hospital cut off
all funding to my research.

The review board
is still threatening
to pull my license.

Hell, if the DA hadn't
backed off on those
manslaughter charges,

I might have been whiling
my time away in prison.

Look, you did what any of us
would have done

under the circumstances

Yeah.

[grunting]

Noah...

Meredith was dying
long before
your experiments ever began.

It was the cancer
that killed her,

not you, not the regressor.

Thanks for the absolution.

You missed your calling, buddy.
You'd have made a great priest.

Look, all I'm saying is that
just because the regressor's
been moth-balled

doesn't mean that
you can't apply that knowledge
to other research.

And the truth is
I'm worried about you.

I'd hate to see you

sink any deeper into that hole
you've been in.

It's been almost a year.

You can't go on
torturing yourself.

It's time to move on.

I have moved on.
I'm here, aren't I?

To do what?

Oh, I'm sure
they could use a GP.

Maybe I could make house calls.

You're
50 miles outside the city,

not 50 years back in time.

[chuckles]

Oh, and speaking of time,
look, I got to be getting back.

Listen, you need anything,

you give me a shout.

Hey, just look
for the smoke signals.

[door opens and closes]

[grunts]

[lid clatters]

This is for you, Meredith.

This is for you.

Hello there.

Hello back.

Noah Phillips.

Welcome to the neighborhood.

I'm Barbara Matheson.

It's great to be here.

[exhales] Rumor is
you're a doctor.

Ah, guilty as charged.

I wish I had a little warning
you were coming,

We would have called out
the welcome wagon.

[chuckles] Nearest thing we had
to that in the city

is your car doesn't get
broken into in the first month.

[laughs] Hardcore
urbanite, huh?

Not anymore.

Made the big leap
to the country.

I need some peace and quiet.

You won't get much of that
around here,

not with
all the alien abductions.

Oh.

-[laughing] Oh!
-[chuckles]

That's very good,
uh, I haven't had

-a decent abduction
in a long time.
-[laughs]

Is it just you,
or do you have a family?

-No, no, it's just me.
-Oh.

We'll have to give you
a little party,

you can meet
some of the neighbors.

You know, I'm not really
the party type.

That's all right.

I'm not much good
at giving them.

I like your sales pitch.
[chuckles]

If you don't want a party,
how about I surprise you?

With what?

[laughing] Well, if I told you,
it wouldn't be a surprise.

-[door opens]
-[Greg] Hey, Barb,
what are you up to?

Oh, come on out here,
meet our new neighbor.

-Ah.
-Dr. Phillips,
this is my husband Greg.

-Hi.
-Hi.

[Greg] Don't believe
anything she tells you.

They don't roll up
the sidewalks around here
until at least 9:00.

That's good to know.

Hey, I thought you were gonna
help me pack, huh?

Oh, of course, I'll get some
things together.

-Excuse me, Doctor.
-Yeah, sure thing.

Life of a traveling salesman.

No sooner
lay your butt in the sack

than somebody starts
blowing Reveille.
[chuckles nervously]

-[door closes]
-I guess that's the price
of being numero uno, eh?

I can imagine.

-See ya.
-Yeah.

[door opens]

[door closes]

-Well, the new neighbor seems
like such a nice young man.
-[Greg sighs]

Tell you what, old Hanley,

a lot of this consolidation
strategy I put together

is going to change
his tune big-time!

-I certainly hope so.
-Heh.

Thanks for
the vote of confidence.

Well, I just know how anxious
you've been about
the new man they brought in.

Eh, he's a snot-nosed kid.

-Ah, I don't know
what I'm worried about.
-[folder thuds]

You don't build a company
as big as Hanley's

without having great respect
for experience.

-[glasses clatter]
-Besides...

[exhales]

No pimple-faced jerk's
going to do me
out of my promotion.

[chuckles, inhales]

[exhales]

He'll be singing
in a higher key
when I get through with him.

Ah, the coffee's cold.

Oh, here, let me
get you a fresh cup.

[groans softly]

[sighs]

Yes, siree,
I tell you that's good.

I don't care what anybody says.

[video camera whirs]

By documenting
these experiments
with the modified regressor,

I hope to prove to the world

that its dream of discovering
a fountain of youth

can transcend myth,
and become a reality.

Of course, I may also
be providing the authorities

with the evidence they need
to prosecute me

For walking away with
hundreds of thousands
of dollars worth

of hospital equipment, but...
what the hell. [chuckles]

Okay, guys...

Let's make history.

[machine beeping and whirring]

Run self-diagnostic.

[computer] System calibrating.

[computer beeping]

Initialize regression sequence.

[computer] Initializing.

And...

execute.

Regression sequence commencing.

[electronic whirring]

[beeping]

Cellular regression successful.

Yes.

[knocking]

[door opens]

"Welcome to the neighborhood.
Hope you like homemade pie."

[Greg] Can't do anything right!
Jeez!

You call this shirt ironed?
Look at that! Look at that!

I bust my butt for you.
50 hours a week for you.

Least you could do
is fix me a decent shirt!

Before you worry
about the goddamn neighbor!

[knocking]

Barbara, are you all right?

Oh, I'm fine.

Are you sure
everything is okay?

But of course.
[stammers] Why wouldn't it be?

Well, it's just...

Just, um, I just came over
to thank you for the pie.

Oh, did you get a chance
to try a piece?

No, I'll...
I'll try some when I get back.

Anyway, um... Thanks.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

Who were you talking to?

The new neighbor.

[sighing]

I catch you whining to him,
there's gonna be hell to pay.

You understand me?

-I didn't say anything.
-I don't believe ya!

[sobbing] Stop this, please.

I'll give you something
to whine about, you little...

-[slapping]
-[Barbara screams, groans]

Now... Now you see
what you made me do?

Are you happy? Are you happy?

[birds chirping]

[machine beeping]

Damn.

[video camera bleeping]

The specimen's regressed cells
have entirely reversed.

Results...

devastatingly lethal.

[computer beeps]

Morning.

Morning.

How was your first night
in the new house?

Must be the country air.

Slept like a baby.

How about you?
Everything all right?

Fine. Just fighting
the never-ending
battle of the weeds.

[sighs]

Are you sure
you don't need some help?

Oh... No, thanks.

I'm...

done gardening for today.

No, wait, wait, Barbara, wait.

Listen, I haven't had a chance
to buy food since I moved in.

I was gonna go into town today.

You wouldn't wanna
come with me, would you?

Oh, actually, I've let

quite a few chores build up.

It'd be awfully nice having
someone show me around.

Sure you wouldn't
want to get away from here
for a couple of hours?

Come on, what do you say?

What does a girl
from rural Florida end up
doing in New York?

-[chuckles]
-[gulls screeching]

Singing jazz in cabarets.

[laughs] Get out of town.

-That's exactly what I did.
-[chuckles]

By popular demand.

[chuckles]

-[effort grunts]
-A jazz singer in New York.

That is very cool.

Well, if you can fake it there,
you can fake it anywhere.

Oh, I bet you were
the real thing.

Oh. Here.

My stage name
was Barbara Dumont.

I keep that picture
to remind myself
of the power of self-deception.

Wow.

So what happened?

Well, my career
wasn't exactly lighting up
the Great White Way.

Then I met Greg.

[Noah] Mmm.

He sent flowers
to my dressing room

five nights in a row before
he introduced himself.

[Barbara laughing]

He was charming,

And I was eager
to start a family.

So did you start a family?

No. Unfortunately Greg
wasn't able to have children.

Then his job took him out west.

So I gave up the music
to be with him.

You miss it?

Well, I try not to wallow
in self-pity,

tempting as that might be.

-[chuckles]
-Oh, don't get me wrong.

When it comes
to making the most
of all I have left,

I say damn the torpedoes.

Do you want to talk about it?

-The bruise on your face.
-[gasps]

Oh, I just happen to be
[laughing nervously]

the world's clumsiest person.

Clumsiest liar maybe.

[sighs]

Things have
been very frustrating
for my husband lately.

He's afraid of
losing a promotion
to a much younger man.

Barbara, you can't
make excuses for him.

I've seen how
these patterns escalate.

Greg is all I have
in this world.

Most of the time,
he still cares very much.

I just wanna be
honest with you.

If this happens again,
I'm not gonna sit on my hands.

What would you do?

I don't know.
I'd talk to him or report him,
I don't know.

I'm sorry.

I don't mean
to be presumptuous.

No, that's okay. That's okay.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

Why are you so unhappy?

What? Do I look
that unhappy to you?

When you get to be my age,

you can look into
a person's eyes

and see right through
to their soul.

Um...

Oh, God.

Less than a year ago, I lost
someone that I loved very much.

Your wife?

Yeah.

Meredith contracted
skin cancer.

It all happened so fast.

I was doing some research
at the time I was convinced
would help her.

So I tried
an experimental treatment.

Unfortunately it didn't work.

In fact...

It killed her.

Oh, no.

Oh, that must have been
terrible for you.

If I hadn't been
so wrapped in my own work,

I would have noticed
the illness sooner.

I could have made
all the difference.

You... You can't
blame yourself.

Being a doctor
doesn't make you all-powerful.

Are you still doing
cancer research?

No, it's not cancer
per se. Uh...

At one point, I was sure
that I was onto
the very mechanism

which makes us age.

[laughing] You put that
in a bottle.

I'll order some of that myself.

-[both chuckle]
-Oh!

[gasps]

Photographs, five bucks.

I don't see why.

You look like
you're in great health.

-[chuckles]
-Very beautiful woman.

[scoffs, laughing] Oh,
Doctor Phillips, please.

Noah. Noah.

Hey, how about a photo?

Oh, no, no, no. No, thank you.

Aw, come on.
You and me together.

Damn the torpedoes.

Okay. Okay!

All right.

Thanks.

Okay, right over here.

[camera shutter clicks]

[engine turns off]

Oh.

Where you been?
You had me worried.

Oh, we were just doing
some shopping.

I'm sorry, Greg,
it was my fault.

I asked Barbara
to show me around town.

Hungry, yeah, think
you could put something
on the table?

Of course. Excuse me, Doctor.

Maybe I could take
the both of you out to dinner.

Make up for
my presumptuous behavior.

-[door opens]
-Oh, no, no.

One thing you need to know
about me and Barb though.

We, uh... [clears throat]
We kind of like
to keep to ourselves, huh?

[chuckles]

[door closes]

[dog barking outside]

[computer] System calibrating.

[computer bleeping]

Barbara?

What are you doing?

[Barbara] The door was open.

Is this the machine
that makes people young?

Oh, Barbara,
that's very dangerous.

Please step away.

-[device powering up]
-I've got nothing
to lose, Noah.

Nothing at all.

No, wait!

[whirring]

[computer] Regression
sequence commencing.

-[keyboard clacking]
-Disengage! Disengage!

[computer] Access denied.

[bleeping]

Regression in progress.

Cellular regression successful.

-[device powering down]
-[Noah] Barbara.

Did it work?

Come here, come here.

[machine whirring]

[gasps] Oh! My God!

Is that really me?

[Noah] That's really you.

Noah... my youth.

You've given it back to me.

[both laughing]

Oh!

I'm sorry, I have no right.

You have every right.

[bones crunching]

[computer] Warning.

-[rapid beeping]
-Subject destabilizing.

What is it? Noah.

What's happening?

The cells are breaking down.

-[Barbara yelps]
-Barbara.

No, don't you look at me.

Barbara, it's all right.

What did you do to me?

[screaming]

[gasps, shudders]

Oh, God Almighty.

Oh, man.

[computer bleeping]

[door closes]

[clears throat]

[video camera whirs]

In an effort to prolong
the cellular rejuvenation,

I've decided
to increase exposure

by running
two emitters in tandem.

And I'm hoping that
the, uh, stronger dose

will give the cells
the stability they need
to remain young.

Run diagnostic for emitter A.

[computer] System calibrating.

[computer bleeping]

[knocking]

[knocking]

[door squeaks open]

[door closes]

[keyboard clacking]

[Barbara] Noah?

Barbara, I didn't
hear you come in.

Oh, I'm sorry,
I'm interrupting your work.

No, no, no, no, no, no,
come on down.

I... I brought you something.

-[laughs]
-Yeah, what's that?

[sighs]

It's... my scrapbook

from when I was
singing in cabarets.

I thought you might enjoy it.
[chuckles]

-Yeah. [laughing]
Oh, I love it.
-[Barbara giggling]

-That's a concert
we did in a college.
-[Noah] Okay.

[Barbara] Oh, is this

the research
you were talking about?

Yeah. Phillips' Folly.

Look it up in
the mad scientist almanac.

What does it do?

In theory,

you could take
a malignant growth

and take it back to the point
where it was benign

or even non-existent.

So you haven't given up on it?

I tried.

Something kept nagging at me.

I don't think I'm ever gonna
be able to reconcile myself

with what happened to Meredith
until I can get this
damn thing to work.

Noah...

Maybe I shouldn't say this.
I know it's not my place.

But I think

you have to face
the truth in your life

much as I have had to in mine.

What you did for Meredith,
you did out of love.

-You can't fault yourself
for that.
-Why not?

I had her life in my hands.

If only we could have
traded places.

That's crazy!

Oh, think of the hope
you could provide other people.

Oh, Noah, you have
so much to live for.

You're very sweet,
you know that?

[Barbara laughing]

-Barbara, Barbara--
-No, no, just, just no.

No.

Barbara.

Barbara, wait!

I'm 30 years older
than you, Noah.

More.

That makes no difference to me.

Even if I weren't married,
it wouldn't be right.

I'm on the downward slope
of my life.

Oh, Noah, you are so young.

All that kiss did
was remind me of all of that.

Listen to me.
He doesn't deserve you.

I need you, Barbara,
more than you know.

There are some things
that just weren't meant to be.

There is...

There's a balance
of nature, Noah.

You can't turn back the clock
just by wishing for it.

No one can.

[door closes]

[vehicle approaching]

Greg, what are you doing home?

What's the matter?
You disappointed?

Well, of course not.
I... I just didn't expect
to see you until tonight.

Well, you'd better
get used to it, because
you're gonna be seeing

a hell of a lot more of me now.

Did something happen at work?

[clears throat] Damn right
something happened.

You didn't get the promotion.

"Promotion"? [scoffs]

That bastard Hanley fired me.

Jeez, all those years
on the road down the drain.

You know what he said to me?

"Man your age
ought to be playing golf,

watching his grandkids
grow up."

[grunts]

He doesn't have a clue!

Ah, what the hell
am I going to do?

Oh, Greg, I am so sorry.

Ah, don't give me that crap!

You'll find something else.

No one knows the buyers
like you do.

Don't patronize me!

You always thought
I was a loser
right from the beginning.

-I can see it in your face.
-That's not true!

Why are you saying that?

You think I can go out
and get another job, huh?

I'm 66 years old.
It's over! I'm dead!

Might as well throw dirt on me!

Now, where the hell
are you going?

I was just gonna
get you something to eat.

Don't you ever
turn your back on me.

And where the hell
were you right now?

Your car was in the driveway.

I was just next door.

I was talking to Dr. Phillips.

-I told you
to stay away from him!
-[glass shatters]

-Oh, Greg, did
you hurt yourself?
-[groans]

We were talking, Greg,
we were just talking.

Don't you lie to me!

I told you
to stay away from him!

-[Barbara groans]
-[shatters]

I know what you're doing!

You're trying
to charm a guy half your age!

You think I'm a joke?
You're the freaking joke!

You don't understand.

Oh, you don't understand.

And by God, you will!
By God, you will!

[electronic whirring]

[video camera whirs]

The balance of nature.

I'm using
oppositely charged beams
from the twin emitters

to simultaneously irradiate
an adult frog and a tadpole.

I'm trying to create
a living equilibrium,

that balance of nature that
Barbara was talking about.

If my theory is right,

the frog should regress,
and the tadpole should age,

with a cross-over effect
that should stabilize
the changes in both animals.

[chuckles] Here goes nothing.

Initialize
transference sequence.

[computer] Initializing.

[beeping]

And... execute.

[beams whirring]

[computer] Bi-polar regression
sequence commencing.

[computer bleeping]

Cellular regression successful.

Disengage
transference sequence.

[computer] Parameters stable.

Recalibrating
for polarity reversal.

One unexpected anomaly.
That polarity of the beams
apparently switched.

Uh, donor station has turned
into the receiving station
and vice versa.

They must go back and forth
with every transference.

But the most important thing

is that cellular regression
and progression

seems to have worked.

Diagnostics indicate
the most stable
readings to date.

I may actually
have pulled this thing off.

[grunts]

[engine starts]

[tires screeching]

Barbara, it's me! Noah.

Barbara!

[device whirring]

Run diagnostic on subject A.

[computer] Scanning.

[beams whirring]

Barbara, listen to me,
you've got to do this.

Your vital signs
are right on the threshold.

You're bleeding internally.
I've got no time
to get you to a hospital.

I'm gonna try and reverse
the hemorrhaging.

Hey, Barb, you...

What the...

Barbara?

Barbara?

[glass breaking]

Barbara? Barbara?

[sighs]

[Noah] Initialize
transference sequence.

[computer] Initializing.

-[device powering up]
-And execute.

[bleeping]

[computer] Bi-polar regression
sequence commencing.

Cellular regression successful.

Parameters stable.

Recalibrating
for polarity reversal.

[beams whirring]

That's me.

[Barbara sighing]

Barbara?

Where am I?

Who are you?

My name is Dr. Noah Phillips.

Now you've just survived
a very traumatic event.

I'm going to help you,
but I have to ask you
a few questions.

First, tell me your name,
your first and your last name.

Barbara Spencer.

What year is it?

It's 1957.

Oh, my.

[Barbara] Do I have amnesia?

What happened to me? Tell me!

It'd be easier
just to show you.

Come here.

Oh.

[Noah exhales]

[video camera whirring, beeps]

[gasps] Some kind of trick.

It has to be.

No, Barbara, it's not.

It's not 1957 anymore.

It's 1998.

You're 65 years old,

and you've been married to Greg
for almost 40 years.

Oh, no, this is crazy.

Look, I don't know
where I am, or who you are,

but I want you to stay away.
Do you hear me?

Wait, wait, Barbara,
wait, wait.

You must know that
Greg has a temper.

When I found you...
he'd beaten you so bad,

you were almost dead.

He would never hurt me.

-I know him.
-Look.

This is a picture of you and I.

It was taken
a couple of days ago.

-[Barbara] That's me?
-Yes.

-Is that what you're saying?
-Yes.

Yes, it's your scrapbook.

Here...

You think that you and Greg
aren't married yet?

Well, then,
how do you explain this?

Even if I believed it,
how could this be you?

You said this machine was
supposed to make you younger.

Listen, I first used
this machine,

oh, it was almost a year ago,
on my wife.

She was dying of cancer.

The first version didn't work,

and she died almost instantly.

Is that
what's going to happen to me?

Oh, no, no. No, I realized,

by striking a balance,
I could keep the cells young.

You gave up your youth
to give me back mine?

It seemed only right.

After all,
you were the inspiration

that led me to the answer.

How do I know this isn't

some kind of
horrible brainwashing?

Like Korea?

Oh, I wouldn't do
that to you, Barbara.

[exhales] You mean
too much to me.

You have to believe that.

[breathes heavily]

Noah, if... what
you're saying is true,

then I've robbed you
of half your life.

It's not right.

Please...

put me back the way I was.

What?

Why?

So you can go back
to being a battered woman?

[grunts]

I'm giving you
a second chance here.

A chance to live
your life again,
the right way this time.

What you're telling me
is that I have lived my life.

I can't take that away
from someone else.

Please.

Put me back the way I was.

Put yourself
back the way you were.

It's my decision to make.
It's not yours.

[stairs creaking]

Initiate transference sequence.

Are you sure you want
to go through with this?

Oh, for God's sake,
just hurry up
before I change my mind.

Ah! Hold it!

-[cocking gun]
-[Noah] Greg!

Greg, my God, is that you?

Yeah.

Ah, you didn't look so good
when you were
my age either, you know.

Greg, put away the gun.

What are you gonna do?

He's dumb enough to give you
40 years of his life.

I'm just gonna take
what's left.

No! That could kill him.
Use me instead.

You're still my wife.
That hasn't changed!

[sighs] But he said
you'd nearly killed me.

If I ever hurt you,

I only did it because
I was afraid of losing you.

That's all.

All right, Doc,
get into the machine.

Take your chances, or I end it
right here, right now!

Oh, Greg,
please just leave him alone!

Get out of the way.

Barbara, we better do
what he says. It's all right.

It's all right.

I'll be all right, I promise.

All right, Greg.

Sit in that chair.

All right.

All right... All right.

[device beeps, whirring]

Wait a minute.
You must think I'm an idiot.

What are you trying
to do, kill me?

She was sitting in that chair
when she got young!

The polarity of the beams
switches with
every transference.

Shut up, Doc! Sit down!

Now get that thing started.

You don't want to do this.

Start the machine, Doc, now!

Initiate transference sequence.

It doesn't recognize my voice.

You'd better
find another way, Doc.

Do it right now!

-Go on!
-[Noah] Right.

Barbara, hit the green button,

The one that's next
to the function keys.

[computer] Initializing.

[computer bleeping]

[device powering up]

[beams whirring]

Something's happening.
I can feel it.

[computer] Bi-polar regression
sequence commencing.

Wait!

What's happening?

No!

No!

[Noah] Barbara,
hit the red power button!
Keep on tapping.

You knew this was
going to happen!

You're trying to kill me!

[yelping]

[groaning]

-[Greg groaning]
-[glass shatters]

[electricity crackling]

[Barbara] Noah!

Noah.

Are you okay?

Where am I?

Who are you?

You don't recognize me?

No.

My name is Barbara.

I feel so strange.

You don't remember anything?

Remember? Remember what?

Regressor...

Oh. I just killed Meredith.

Oh, God.

Noah...

You've survived
a terrible experience.

What I'm about to tell you
is going to sound unbelievable,

but you're going
to have to trust me.

Meredith died
almost a year ago.

[Control Voice] Philosophers
and poets concur
on one fundamental truth.

Love will find a way.

It's just a matter of time.