All language subtitles for The Outer Limits_S06E13_Decompression.srt - 2

gIt started as a gentle breeze,

and grew into a hurricane.

It swept south
from the Granite Hills,

across farmlands
in small towns,

across schoolyards
and factories.

It's the winds of change,
my friends,

and they will not die down
until they have lifted
this campaign

into the Oval Office.

Now...

The political insiders
may not have seen the future.

But I can say, in all humility,

that I have.

It is full of hope and promise.

It is a future of integrity
in government and prosperity.

[crowd cheering]

And that future is now,
my friends.

And I want to thank you.

[cheering continues]

So, on to South Carolina!

Okay, everyone, he's here.
He's coming.

We did it, everybody.
We did it!

[laughing] Thank you.

Thank you very much.

All of us share in this,
each and every one of you.

Thank you.
It was a great, great win.

All right, listen, everybody.

I want to introduce somebody,
okay? Come in.

This is Frank McKenna,
Special Agent.

Frank McKenna of the
United States Secret Service.

Agent McKenna
and his small band
of merry men back here

have just been assigned
to our candidate,

and I think we know
what this means.

It means the Senator here
has been officially anointed

as the front-runner
in this little race.

Now, let's buckle up
and get to South Carolina.

Well, we did it, boys.

I mean, we really did it.

We showed them all
we're for real. Cheers!

You are the man.

I can't wait to see the polls.

We are going to get
a hell of a bounce off of this.

Yeah, I wonder how
Governor Stanton
is feeling right now.

Oh, you mean
the ex-front-runner?

I think he's choking
on our dust about now,
that's how he's feeling.

This is no time to get cocky.

He's got a war chest
and a huge organization.

We let him off the canvas now,

he could deck us
in the next round.

[Michael] Well,
here's your thank you list

for the party leaders
in New Hampshire,

the new draft
of tomorrow morning's speech,

and, oh,

here's the copy on that
60-second spot we want to run
in South Carolina.

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Thank you, Michael, and...

Believe me,
I will get to all of these,

but, right now, gentlemen,
I think I need
a little time alone,

to savor tonight's win.

[Michael]
He's not turning in, is he?

I promised Will Sunderland
a one-on-one.

[Jon] Will Sunderland
can kiss my ass.

Wallpaper the plane with them,

I want to make sure
everybody's on the same page.

[exclaiming in terror]

What was that?

[man] Just a little turbulence.

[man] That was something else.

[co-pilot]
All systems green, Captain.
No damage I can see.

-Everybody okay?
-[Frank] It's okay, folks.

We just had
a little lightning strike.

Pilot says there's no damage
to the aircraft.

There's nothing to worry about.
Senator, are you okay?

I'm fine, I'm fine. Thank you.

[man] Fresh drink?

No, no, I'm all right.

[thunder rumbling]

Who are you? [stammers]
What are you doing here?

Agent McKenna is wrong.

The lightning strike
did damage the plane,

though no one,
not even the pilot,
knows about it.

In exactly 2 hours
and 11 minutes,
on final descent,

one of the engines
will malfunction
and catch fire,

forcing the pilot to make
an emergency crash landing.

-[thunder rumbling]
-Seven passengers will die.

Including
Senator Wyndom S. Brody.

[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.

We live in an egocentric age

where many of us believe
we are the sun
in our own universe.

But what happens
when these illusions

collide with reality?

-[knock at door]
-[Frank] McKenna, sir.

[clearing throat] Yeah.

Well, where is she?

How did she get on board
and what was she doing
in my quarters?

Wyn, it's okay, all right?
Just calm down.

Agent McKenna and the boys,
they took a good look
around the aircraft,

they couldn't find
anybody. Okay?

We searched
the entire plane, sir,

we checked out
all the passengers.

Yeah, but she was here.
I saw her.

I... I talked to her.

And nobody is denying
that you saw...
something, Senator.

You said you talked to her?

I may have said something.

Did she say anything back?

[sighing] I...

I don't recall.

Yeah, and you know what?
It's perfectly understandable.

The Senator, here,
has been surviving on, like,

[chuckling]
two hours sleep, tops, right?

Like the past week or so.

You know, it's been, you know,
one hell of a drill, right?

I mean, I'm surprised,
to be honest,
that the guy is not seeing,

you know, green elephants
drinking banana daiquiris.

You know, I must say
I am impressed, Agent McKenna,

with the way your men
responded to the situation.

Absolutely.
You guys were great.

And you know, I can see now,

the value of having you
on this campaign.

Absolutely.

Hopefully,
the Senator does realize

that we take
our responsibilities seriously.

Oh, I do. I do, Agent McKenna.

Oh, and, may I say sir,

it's a pleasure to serve
a distinguished candidate
like yourself.

Thank you.

Listen, like, I can't say
I love your timing, okay?

-I'm sorry?
-Will Sunderland he--

-[door opens]
-Gentlemen.

You invite a reporter
like Will Sunderland
to come on board the airplane,

and I know it's to take
our guy through his paces
and blah, blah, blah.

But, you know what?
We haven't even had a chance
to get our bearings yet.

I mean, use your head.
This guy's a barracuda, okay?

Are you telling me that
I should've expected a Senator
to start ranting like that?

Look, I'm good, Jon.
But I'm not that good.

[mouthing]

We should rig primaries
more often.

Hmm, well,
if this is the incentive,

I just might.

I don't know how wise it is
to keep doing this.

It's just sex, Catherine.

Danielle and I
don't have sex anymore.

An incurable romantic,

to the end.

[sighs]

Tonight validates everything.

Everything that
I've been trying to do.

Everything
we've been trying to do.

Oh, that son of a bitch
thought he had it won.

Hell, everybody thought
he had it won.

But I showed them.

I showed them all.

Wait, wait. What are you doing?

That is one of the best lines
in the whole speech.

Oh, come on, it's says
the same thing over there.

Oh, hi.

Hey, Will Sunderland,
as I live and breathe.

-Take a load off, buddy.
-Thank you.

Hey, you want some popcorn?

No, thanks.

About this alleged stowaway?

What stowaway?

There isn't any stowaway.

I saw your candidate
come rushing
out of his quarters.

Oh, please.

I saw the look on his face.

He believed
there was a stowaway.

Yeah, well, he had to make
that convincing, didn't he?

Make what convincing?

Well, the Senator was putting
the Secret Service boys
through their paces, okay?

-Just seeing if they're
up to snuff, that's all.
-[clears throat]

It's true, it was just a test.

Pretty strange test.

Hey, all presidents
end up testing
their Secret Service details.

But your boy is not president.

Not yet.

But we're starting
to like our chances.

[knock at door]

Here you go, Senator.

I hope you find we've
hit the mark.

And, when you get a chance,

Sunderland is anxious
for some time.

All right,
give me a few minutes
to look over the speech,

and then we'll talk.

All right.

Don't bother
to call in the cavalry.

They won't be able to see me.

And no, I am not
a figment of your imagination.

Who the hell are you?

A visitor from the future.

106 years in the future
to be precise.

That's crazy.

I am here
on the most important mission

a time traveler
has ever embarked upon.

Mission?

What mission?

To save a great president
from a terrible accident.

You're running
out of time, Senator.

One of the engines
on this aircraft will fail

in exactly one hour
and four minutes.

And you will go down with it
unless you do
exactly as I tell you.

No.

No, what you're telling me...

-Who's he talking to?
-That's a damn good question.

I have no idea.

No.

No.

Hey, Senator. How you doing?

Listen, anything I can
help you out with?

Sir?

[indistinct chatter on radio]

Senator, hello.

To what do we owe the honor?

Oh, I just couldn't sleep.

Anything we can do
for you, sir?

Well, that lighting strike
gave us quite a scare.

We had a huge storm front
to contend with.

But don't worry.
I'll get you to South Carolina

safe and sound, almost on time.

So, there's nothing wrong
with the airplane?

Nothing at all.

Passing out of the storm front
as we speak.

You can rest assured
we'll have a smooth flight
from here on.

[thunder rumbling]

Good.

Hey, there you are.

Did you get a chance
to go over the speech yet?

Wyndom?

Senator.

Would now be a good time
for our little chat?

Yes, Will. Come on.

Thank you.

Thought you were ducking me.

[chuckling]

You know, one of the things
I wanted to ask you about,
Senator, is...

-Well, that old phrase,
"a man of the people..."
-Mmm.

...it really does seem
to apply to you.

But at the same time
you've been embracing
the Silicon Valley

and, in fact,
the entire hi-tech industry.

I'm wondering,
are the two really compatible?

0Well, technology is integral
to our country's future
and well-being.

It's what's driving
this economy.

And it is the very foundation
of future growth.

You've become quite
the internet zealot of late.

Well, the online environment
is the only world that I know,

where we can all
truly come together as equals.

What about issues of privacy?

Off the record?

Just between you and me.

All right.

There is no privacy anymore.

Not to be morbid, Senator,

but when they find your body
you're completely decapitated.

So, what are you
gonna do about it?

What are you looking at?

What?

Oh, nothing.

Not a thing.

What were we talking about?

Do you really think that
people, ordinary citizens,
as you like to call them,

won't be concerned
about their loss of privacy?

Ordinary citizens
have nothing to hide.

Really?

Senator, you're wife's
on the phone from Michigan.

You can take it
in the conference room.

Yes.

If you'll excuse me?

Absolutely.

-What line is she on?
-[Jon] She's not.

There's no phone call.

I need to talk to you.

You need to talk to me?

Yeah.

Okay. [clearing throat] Talk.

It's been
a great week, Senator.

We notched up our first win,
down there.

I mean, it's been a great week.

But I tell you something,
we've got a long way
to go here.

That may be something
of an understatement.

[Jon] Me, I know
how I'm feeling.

I'm feeling
all prickly and jumpy.

Like I've got
this itch I can't scratch.

But, I'll tell you something,
a few beers,

the love of a good woman,

some sleep, I tell you,
I will be as right as rain.

Will Sunderland is not happy.

Well, why don't you
go charm him, then?

All right.

Senator.

Jon, are you telling me
I need to get laid?

[chuckling] No, no, sir.

No, all I'm saying is,
we have another big day
coming up tomorrow

and it might be a good idea
if you try to get
a little bit of rest.

-That's all I'm saying.
-I'm not tired.

Well,

maybe you should spend
a little bit of time
going over your speech.

How about that?

What you getting at, Jon?

Come on,
quit beating around the bush.
Let me have it.

Listen, I've...

We think that it might be
a good idea if you stay here.

In this room.

Or in your quarters
until this plane touches down
in Columbia.

What're you afraid of? Hmm?

You afraid of Sunderland,
is that it?

[Senator scoffs]

Sunderland is just
another reporter.

-Okay, listen, this man is...
-Oh, okay. Okay.

He's not just another reporter.

He's doing
an in-depth profile on me.

We have granted him access.

Well, Jon, I have talked
to thousands of reporters
in my time,

and I can tell you--

And I'm just telling you
that I would feel
a lot more comfortable

if you would not talk
to that man.

Okay? Until you've had a chance
to just recharge
your batteries, all right?

'Cause you are
running on fumes.

Okay? We all are.

What is it?

What's the matter?

[clearing throat]

Okay, okay.

I won't talk to Sunderland
till after I've showered
and shaved and all of that.

Thank you.

Uh, if you don't mind,

Jon, I'd kind of like
to be alone.

Yeah, all right.

Is he okay?

Well, I don't know, Catherine.
You tell me.

'Cause you're the one
who's sleeping with him.

I'm telling you
it's none of your business.

Listen, I am
the campaign manager, okay?

I'm the manager.
Everything the man says or does
is my business. Everything.

What, are you in love with him?

Oh, please.
I am not a fool, Jon.

Well, good.
Stop acting like one, then.

-This has to stop!
-I told you, I'm on a mission.

If you were real,
I would be able to touch you.

The technology
which allows me to be here

is way beyond anything
that exists here today.

Suffice it to say
I'm as real as you are,

though I can only travel
through time as a projection.

Well, then, how come
I'm the only one
that can see you?

I'm keyed
to your neural signature.

Your brain waves.

In a sense, you yourself
are projecting me.

Well, then, why don't you just
key into Jon and Catherine's,

-and the pilot's
neural signature--
-I can't save them.

I can only save you.

You're more important than
you can possibly understand.

Your agenda for the future

will be the first genuinely
futuristic legislation
of the 21st century.

It will usher in
a new age of enlightenment
for all of humankind.

A new age of enlightenment?

Yes.

But it will only happen
if you're elected president.

It's your skills as a leader,

your vision, your wisdom
that will bring it to fruition.

That's why I must get you
off of this plane.

But it doesn't make any sense.

How come I die now
when I didn't die
the first time around?

I know the concept
of time travel is difficult

for someone
who is not of that era.

-Uh-huh.
-But...

A new time-line
can be triggered
when history is tampered with.

[stammering]
Wait, you've lost me.

In the original time-line,

your agenda helps to foster
an environment which allows
time travel to develop.

And we, in the future,
are so grateful for you
for this.

So grateful, in fact, that...

One of my peers
traveled back in time

to congratulate you
at your first primary win.

Wait, you mean
there's another time traveler
around here some place?

There was.

Back there,
at your victory party
in New Hampshire.

There was a man
who approached you.

He couldn't shake your hand
but he did delay your exit.

I'm sorry, I don't remember.

Perhaps, this will help.

[muffled cheering]

[inaudible]

What just happened?
That was so real.

I put the image in your mind.

But how?

As I told you,

my appearance to you
is triggered
by a neural response.

Okay, look,
what's important is,

by inserting himself
in the moment,

the time traveler was able
to delay your flight
by several seconds.

Instead of the lightning
narrowly missing the plane

as it did
the first time around,

the lightning struck the plane.

And that means your friend
altered the course of time?

Not just of time.

Of history.

[Senator] Son of a bitch!
Why did he do that?

Yes, yes, I understand.

Still, I...

[Will]
How's the candidate doing?

-He's good.
-Terrific.

He's working on his speech.

Yeah, he's fine.

Is there any questions, Will,
that you'd like to ask me,
maybe?

No, I was hoping to get
a word with the candidate.

Look, you'll get
your one-on-one, but later.

Look, I just talked
to the pilot.

He swears this plane is okay.

The lightning strike melted
a critical bundle of wires
near the terminal block.

These wires will short circuit
when the landing gear
is deployed,

causing the engine
to catch fire and shut down.

Oh, my God.

Senator, you're back.
Everything okay?

Bear with me a moment.

There is something called
a terminal block on this plane,

with wires running
in and around it.

-Am I right?
-That's correct.

Now, would it be possible
for the lightning
to have somehow...

fried the insulation off
of one or more of these wires

causing them
to eventually short circuit?

If there was
any electrical problem
it would show up on--

It would show up
on your instruments,
yes, I know that, but...

It wouldn't show up
on your instruments

if it hadn't
short circuited yet, would it?

What are you
getting at, Senator?

Well, let's just say
the short circuit...

I don't know
how exactly it works, but...

Well, it causes
one of the engines

to catch fire and burn out
just as we are preparing

-to land...
-Wait a minute, hold on there.

With all due respect, Senator,

I believe you're letting
your imagination

-run places--
-No, no, no, no.

I think this plane's
in very capable hands.

Let's just
let these gentlemen--

Just listen to me!

Now, I believe that
this airplane has been
seriously compromised

and that we should take
whatever actions appropriate
to save ourselves.

I'm going to have to ask you
to return to your seat, sir.

And I am telling you
that this airplane
is going to crash.

No, Senator, it isn't.
Get him out of here.

No. At least check the wires.

There's no way to check
the terminal block wiring
when we're in-flight.

Even if we could,
there's no reason to.

-Get him out of here.
-At least consider

-the possibilities, then.
-Senator.

-Let's go.
-Look, I am not making this up!

I can't tell you
how I know this,

but it is going to happen
and you have to
believe me on this.

Senator, it is my job
to protect you,

even if it means
protecting you from yourself.

Let's go.

[Jon] The two of you
have worked with the Senator

a lot longer than I have,
all right?

So, you tell me.
Is a man a coke hound?

You know, where's all this
paranoia coming from?

-I don't know.
-He just needs some sleep,
like you said.

Oh, stop it. Don't feed me
that crap, all right?
I don't want to hear it.

Listen, it is not too late
for me to drop this nutbar,

go hang my hat
on another campaign, okay?

Jon, I swear to you,
I've never seen Wyndom
act like this.

-Me neither.
-Fine, then what the hell
is going on?

And any other
mini-psychotic breaks
that I should know about?

I am not going to let this man
take apart everything

that I have worked
my ass off here
trying to build.

Listen, we land
in less than an hour.

So, my guess is,
as soon as we touch down,

all of this will be over with
and he'll be back to normal.

Great. He better be
or he's going to be
minus one campaign manager.

We, uh...

You only have
27 minutes, Mr. President.

If I die tonight
as you say I'm going to,

does Governor Stanton
win the nomination?

He does, doesn't he?

The son of a bitch
probably goes on to be elected.

If history isn't put
back on track,

a weak president
does get elected.

Terrorism escalates,
riots break out.

The stage is set
for a tyrant to emerge.

A tyrant?

Someone who only pretends
to be acting
out of concern for his people,

but is acting for himself.

Someone who radically subverts
the ideals of freedom
and democracy

and turns the country
into a totalitarian state.

It's Stanton, isn't it?

I know it's Stanton!

Un-freaking-believable!

This new America,

the citizens
are constantly monitored
and observed by the government.

One has to be careful
where one goes,

what one says,
who one talks to.

There is no enlightenment.

No renaissance.

The future of this country
is entirely in my hands?

Yours and yours alone.

I could do it, you know.

I could be the leader
that you describe.

Of course you could.

All my life I've been fighting
for the respect of my peers.

"Senator Lightweight,"
they used to call me.

They didn't know what I know.

Deep down inside,
I have always had the brains
and the vision,

and the guts
to be a great leader.

I just never had
the opportunity to show it.

Until now.

What do I have to do

to become the next president
of these United States?

You must leave the plane.

How do I do that?

How do I leave a plane
at 30,000 feet?

It's simple.

You steal the Secret Service
agent's firearm,

shoot out the window
of the emergency exit.

Decompression pulls the door
from its hinges.

All that's left
is for you to jump.

Crazy. Absolutely crazy.

Senator, may I sit down?

Sit, stand, what do I care?

[sighs]

I can tell you're very upset
about something,

but we have
a little situation here.

[scoffing] I'll say
we have a little situation.

Will Sunderland is demanding
to speak with you.

Will you forget
Will Sunderland?

In about 20 minutes,

one of the engines
on this plane
is going to catch fire,

forcing us to make
a crash landing.

People are going
to die, Michael.

Maybe even you.

Nineteen minutes.

You're crazy.

You are crazy if you think
that I am going to jump
out of this plane.

That would be suicide for sure.

No, it won't. We have
the technology to rescue you.

What technology?

All I can tell you is,
once you are outside
this aircraft,

you will be rescued
by means so advanced,
it'll seem like magic.

Oh.

Maybe he's right.

Maybe there is trouble
with this flight.

Maybe he's psychic.

Yeah, and maybe,
my golden retriever
can sing "Carmen."

Do you mind telling me
what the Senator is doing
over there?

Appears that he's having
a conversation,

but the question is, with whom?

I don't see anybody.

[inaudible]

I'm going for a beer,
excuse me.

If I shoot
this emergency exit door
in this altitude,

I'll end up killing
everyone on board.

Instead of 7 passengers dying,
they'll all die!

Great causes require
great sacrifices.

Oh.

You know, why don't you
just go back in time

to my victory party
and you tell that

idiot friend of yours
not to congratulate me.

Time travel is unforgiving.

No two time travelers can be
in the same moment in the past.

Hello, Senator.

What do you see out there?

I thought someone
should tell you
that your campaign staff

is starting to get
a little worried.

Oh?

I think they're getting worried
because you look so worried.

You mind my asking,

what exactly is it
that you're so anxious about?

Will, one of the requirements
of being a great president

is the ability... No, no, no.

The courage...

to make tough decisions.
Would you agree?

What is it, Senator,
are you thinking about
dropping out of the race?

Dropping out of the...

No, I can't drop out
of the race.

My role
in the future of this country
is too critical.

I see. [clears throat]

Well, what then is it
that you have to decide?

Who lives and who dies.

What is it? Senator.

Wyndom, why are you
acting like this?

I saw you sitting there crying.

Don't come any closer.

What's wrong with you?

You could say...

I've seen the future.

What does that mean?

What does that mean,
you've seen the future?

The work that needs to be done

is more vital
than you could ever imagine.

Do you still think you're going
to be elected president?

Is that what you think,

after the way
you behaved tonight?

No.

I just want you to know...

I just wanted to say...

-how much I appreciate
everything you've done for me.
-Stop!

Stop it, stop it!

You sound like
you're saying good-bye.

And Jon told me what happened
in the cockpit.

Now, do you really think
this plane's going to crash?

This plane
isn't going to crash.

The only thing that's crashing
around here is your campaign.

Is that what you want?

Do you want to drop out
of the race, throw it all away?

I don't know...

what to do.

What do you want to do?

What I want to do
and what I need to do
are two different things.

What does that mean?

Can you explain it to me?

If you tell me
what the problem is,
I can help you.

I care about you, Wyndom.
More than you'll ever know.

Now, do you still
want to be elected president?

It's all I ever wanted.

Then maybe it isn't too late.

We're talking about a very
contained situation here,

and if you could just
pull yourself together

Jon, Michael, myself,
we'd still be here for you.

But you have to go back
to being the Wyndom Brody
I know.

The Wyndom Brody I believe in.

Can you do that?

Twelve minutes.

Jon, we need to talk.

Sorry, boys. I'm fresh out
of talk at the moment.

Mr. Sunderland seems to think
the Senator may be
planning something

that might endanger
this aircraft.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

I don't know. He wouldn't say.

He just made
this unsettling comment

about having to decide
who lives and who dies.

Well, life is unsettling.
Or hadn't you noticed?

Well, do you think
the Senator believes
this plane's going to crash?

[Michael clears throat]

Yes. Yes, he does.

He told me one of the engines
was going to catch fire
in 20 minutes.

Oh, my God.

That was about 10 minutes ago.

I think we need
to see the Senator.

What is it? What do you want?

-We need to see Senator Brody.
-What about?

Just get out
of the way, Catherine.

-Is he in there?
-Yes, yes, he's all right.

-Really--
-We're going to
need to see him.

-Excuse us.
-Go ahead.

Senator, it's Agent McKenna.
May I come in? [knocks at door]

[time traveler]
When they find your body,

-you're completely decapitated.
-Senator, open the door,
please.

I'm as real as you are.

Great causes
require great sacrifices.

You only have 27 minutes,
Mr. President.

Nineteen minutes...

Twelve minutes.

You're running
out of time, Senator.

-You must leave the plane.
-[knocking continues]

[Frank] Please open this door.

Senator Brody?
[knocking at door]

[Senator] It's open.

Come on in, gentlemen.

Oh, Catherine, would you mind
getting me a copy of my speech?

I've had some
additional thoughts.

Seven minutes.

Listen, Frank...
May I call you Frank?

You know, "Agent McKenna" is...
You know, it's too formal.

-Is Frank okay?
-Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Um...

I wanted to ask you
about something you said

to Mr. Sunderland
a little while ago.

Ah, what'd I say?

Oh, yes. I was talking
about making decisions.

You know,
who lives and who dies.

I was just
speaking figuratively.

You know, running a campaign
is like waging war.

You know that, Frank. Huh?

I may have to fire someone
now and then, that's all.

Michael!

Over here.

Don't I have a speech
in front of the South Carolina
Women's Caucus this morning?

-Yes, sir.
-Well?

Jonny, we're on the bubble now,
so we have to stay close
to the ground on this thing.

After New Hampshire,
they'll be holding us
to a different standard.

I don't understand.
What are you doing?

Ah, thank you. All right,
let's get focused now.

What are our priorities?
Who do I talk to next?

Me, you have to talk
to me, Senator.

I don't know
what's going on here,
but it doesn't wash.

What do you mean, Will?

What do I mean?
I'll tell you what.

Just a little while ago
you were like a little boy,

half frightened
out of your mind,

having conversations
with people who weren't there.

I was?

-Are you sure about that?
-Of course, I'm sure.

I saw you.

We all saw you, didn't we?

Didn't we, Jon? Huh?

Oh, I get it.

Everybody's back
on the gravy train, hmm?

Well, too late for that, folks.

This train has derailed.

[time traveler]
You're running out of time.

You have less than
three minutes
to leave this aircraft.

Three minutes before you die.

Agent McKenna, would you
please describe for me,
and for everybody here,

Senator Brody's behavior
over the last couple of hours?

It's my job
to protect the candidate,
not to evaluate him.

Oh, no.

You're not going to
get away with this.

[time traveler] I thought I was
getting through to you.

I thought you understood
what was at stake.

[pilot] Ladies and gentlemen,
we are making
our final approach

into Columbia Metro Airport.

Please take your seats
and fasten your seatbelts.

We should be on the ground
in approximately six minutes.

When the plane crash-lands
short of the runway,
you will be killed.

Your legacy will be destroyed.

Michael, I... I think we need
to rethink some of this.

[time traveler] If you're gonna
save yourself you must act now!

Individuals are important.

One person
can make a difference.

But individuals
do not take precedence
over the common good.

See...

The people...
The people need to know

that we are all
in this together.

What the public needs
is you, Mr. President.

Your country needs you.

The future depends on you.

But, unfortunately,

people don't want to
make a sacrifice anymore.

[time traveler] I can't
understand you, Senator.

[Senator]
There's a price to be paid.

A price to be paid
for anything that we do.

Thirty seconds.

-It's for the common good.
-Twenty-five, twenty-four...

[stammers] I'm not sure
I follow you, Senator.

Nineteen, eighteen,
seventeen...

I have a choice to make,

and that choice
involves sacrifice.

And what are you sacrificing?

[time traveler] Yes.
There's a price to be paid.

The window is closing, Senator.

Your lives!

[Frank]
You don't want to do this.

Put your guns down
and put them down now.

[time traveler] Thank god!

I knew you'd come
to your senses.

That's it.
Move toward the door.

There's nothing they can do.

Senator, you don't know
what you're doing.

I know precisely
what I'm doing.

Everybody,
back in your seats now!

-And may God have mercy.
-Now, hurry!

[Frank] Hang on!

The winds of change!

[screaming]

[screaming] Wyndom, no!

[distant siren wailing]

What the...

It worked.

God Almighty, it worked!
[laughing]

It worked!

I knew you'd try
to save your own skin.

I was counting on it.

In the original time-line
you were elected president.

But it was
no age of enlightenment.

Your selfishness,
your egotism, your paranoia,

all combined to turn you
into the tyrant
I was talking about.

I traveled back in time
to save the future

from you.

Then, why...

Why...

Why did you rescue me?

-Rescue you?
-Yeah.

Who says I rescued you?

[screaming]

[Control Voice]
No idea is so strong,

it should not
be tested by doubt,

and no man so powerful

that he is infallible.