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George?

Why is time jumping backwards?

Because we made it.

"We"? We're a top-secret multinational organisation,

dedicated to preventing and undoing mass extinction events.

If you use it now...? We'd wake up yesterday.

Till we get to July 1st, 2023, and that becomes our new checkpoint.

Welcome to the Lazarus Project.

Then there's Rebrov.

He's on almost every terror watch list in the world.

He's ex-Lazarus? One of our brightest and best.

See you later!

Fluffy Southdown.

Really? Yeah.

What was Fluffy, then? A dog?

Fluffy was my sister's passive-aggressively-named goldfish.

I was allergic to all the fun pets.

What do you think we did wrong?

Almost everything.

Hey...

We'll do better next time. We can't do much worse.

It wasn't your fault. You're just being nice.

I would never and intentionally be nice to you. By accident, though?

Maybe it won't happen.

It'll happen. Come on, best seats in the house!

Gary Appleyard is my porn-star name.

Gary Appleyard is a terrible porn-star name.

I know.

Gary Appleyard!

"You got Rebrov?" French police raided the flat after a tipoff.

Picked up some of his guys and they gave us a location, the grasses.

That's fantastic. Yeah. We're moving on him now.

I thought you might like to be here for it. Yeah, absolutely.

George?

Have we got any of our operatives on the road? No time. Just the locals.

Great. The most wanted man in the world is within our grasp

and we're sending in Inspector Clouseau.

It's French Special Forces. I think we'll be all right.

I dated a guy in the French Special Forces once.

Soul of a poet,

hands of a butcher.

C'mon. C'mon.

""

They're getting in position.

This isn't your fault.

Rebrov?

We got him.

She's out of surgery, but she's still unconscious.

When will she wake up? It's too early to say.

My advice is to go home, get some rest.

But... she's gonna wake up, though?

Right? We don't know yet.

'Remind me why we're here again.'

It's a party. It's fun.

Whose house is this? My brother's girlfriend's cousin.

They'll be relieved we're here

Please don't be a fucking Scrooge all night.

I'm in Camden,

drinking wine from a World's Best Aunt mug.

How could I possibly not be enjoying myself?

What have you got against Camden?

Hey! What you sayin'?

Anyway, there's a girl here. There's a lot of girls here.

A specific girl. My brother wanted you to meet her.

He said she's fun and smart and beautiful,

so one can only assume she'll find a partner

who shares at least one of those qualities with her,

but if not, apparently you two should really hit it off.

This girl got a name? Er, Sarah.

Sarah. Yeah.

So we are gonna try and track her down

and when we do, you two can, I don't know, have babies

and live happily ever after and all that, yeah?

George.

George? We're here.

Sorry.

What were you thinking about?

Erm, when me and Sarah met.

Love at first sight?

Yeah, I think so.

How long have you known each other?

Erm, we met in...

..the summer of 2018.

What?

Nothing.

I was on a mission summer 2018.

It didn't go well.

Where do you keep your booze?

I read a study somewhere that said

you're not meant to drink after a trauma. That's bullshit.

So there are versions of my life

that were undone by the time loop,

so other paths I took

that got reversed.

What happens to all that, the stuff I've forgot?

When you get the jab, like I did, it all comes back in a wave.

It just hits you suddenly.

For you, mutants, it depends.

You might start to recall fragments slowly,

you might remember it all at once, you might never remember it.

Why, are you starting to see things? Yeah. Maybe.

I don't know.

The summer of 2018,

did you reset the clock? Yeah.

How many times?

A lot.

Yesterday was the checkpoint.

She was OK yesterday.

She still might be.

What if she's not? The world will be a sadder place,

and I will be there to get you through it.

When you got Rebrov,

did he say anything? No.

He's not the talkative type.

"Approaching base with Rebrov on board."

You're with NATO? We're not officially affiliated.

No? Well, you cleared our security checks.

Now, you have five minutes of my time. What do you want?

Last week, one of your F-class fighters

was shot down over the Kazakh region.

And how do you know? We just know.

It was the Modhin. It wasn't the Modhin.

I have satellite photos. Yeah. They're wrong. It wasn't the Modhin.

It was General Zima's men. They want you to retaliate.

They want you to fire on the Modhin so the Modhin fire on you.

Then they're gonna use that as an excuse to push into this region.

They're going to tell you it's to support you, but it's not.

But that... That's gonna lead to a chain of events

that will culminate in NATO putting ground troops on your border.

Then people are gonna start firing missiles

and, trust me on this, it doesn't get any better from there.

General Zima is going to make a friendly invasion

and NATO is going to put troops on the border?

Yes. Why?

Because the Modhin didn't shoot down your jet.

Diplomacy,

from the French "diplomatie",

a back-form from "diplomatique",

ultimately deriving from the Latin "diploma,"

meaning a letter of recommendation or authority.

The idea being that someone with some clout,

a bit of something about them, a bit of fucking chutzpah,

could come along and sort out a problem

by dint of the fact that people fucking listened to them.

See, that's our problem. No-one fucking listens to us.

We've got a time machine and no-one listens to us.

No-one knows we've got a time machine.

We should tell people. Yeah, that's what we should do.

This guy's gonna keep starting World War III

if we don't do something drastic.

So let's do something drastic.

I spoke to Carol.

What did she say?

Ah, she was just sad, more than anything.

When did you speak to her?

Before the checkpoint.

I spoke to Jim.

When?

After.

Coward. I'll tell him again.

You really don't need to come in today.

You just caught the world's most dangerous terrorist.

Doesn't sound like a day I can skip.

It is absolutely a day you can skip. I wanna come in.

I need to.

This is just a standard debrief.

Post-traumatic stress is common here.

You lived through something life-changing but technically...

It didn't happen. It happened.

But it can be disorientating.

Isolating.

You saw The Dane get shot.

Yeah. Have you thought about it much?

Till my girlfriend got hit by a rubbish truck.

That's taking up most of my headspace.

You heard me die. Yeah, but you came back.

Yes. Because we turned back time.

Because the bomb went off. You understand that, don't you?

The only reason we came back is because of the bomb.

It must be pretty upsetting for you,

knowing that your friends would've just let you stay dead.

That's the deal.

I don't expect anyone to play God for me. Why not?

What harm would it have done? Four babies are born every second.

That's 250 babies a minute. 15,000 in an hour.

360,000 babies in a day. 2.5 million babies in a week.

If we went back in time to just over nine months ago

and changed the course of the world,

how many infants that are alive today would never even be conceived?

How much progress would we lose?

I've seen entire social movements disappear,

world-changing events undone.

So we only do it when the alternative is worse.

See, the thing is, even if we did change time by nine months,

there'd still be four babies born every second,

they'd just be different babies.

We're just giving them a chance. No-one would know, no-one would care.

So we had an agent here,

Janet,

she got pregnant and she gave birth to a little boy

just before the checkpoint.

I've never seen anyone so terrified, because she knew...

If you reset time, you go back to before the conception.

..her baby would be gone.

Well, guess what? It happened and she lost her child.

She got pregnant again but, of course...

It was a different kid.

That's happened to millions, billions, of other women

without them even knowing it.

Why don't you just say it, OK, Archie?

You can't turn back time to stop what happened to Sarah.

General Kasan's been paid off by Zima.

He knows the missile strikes are set up, he just doesn't care.

So much for diplomacy.

I think diplomacy's still on the table.

Just not with Kasan around.

That smells disgusting.

It's a local delicacy.

It's like a boiled donut filled with ham.

It's all right, actually.

Here he comes.

I was thinking, by the way,

I want you to move in with me.

I said I wanted...

I don't know if I'm ready.

OK.

I'll think about it.

(BEEPING HASTENS

She's called Sarah.

That's it? That's all the information you've got? That's all I've got.

Thanks

Yeah, good luck!

you know where I'll be

Do you wanna play a game?

It's called Wee, Poo, Cocaine. It's a guessing game.

I'm actually going in there to have a cry, so...

You might wanna rethink the name. Not enjoying the party?

Er, I'm not very good at them.

No such thing as being good at parties. No? No!

You're not... You're not getting a performance review!

Attendance is the only criteria.

Don't let anyone tell you different. Your name's not Sarah, is it?

Why?

I'm supposed to find this girl called Sarah.

Apparently, she's perfect for me.

So, you believe in predeterminism?

How do you mean? You believe the one perfect person is out there

and you merely have to find them.

Er, I dunno. I was just told to find this girl.

Well, my name is Hayley. Oh!

Sorry!

Your search continues. Good luck.

Thanks.

underneath the hot sun

underneath the hot sun

Did you speak to Jim again?

Breaks his heart every time.

Why don't you just wait

until you know we're not going to have to go back again?

I dunno. Penance, maybe?

Better than living a lie.

So, if we stop World War III breaking out,

do you still wanna move in?

Yeah.

Now there's motivation.

Oh, before I forget,

there's a girl called Sarah and she is...

Who changed my song?

Did you change my song?

No. You're holding a CD.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, that was me.

Why did you change my song? Did you put that on intentionally?

I just didn't think anyone would put that on intentionally. Well, I did.

Yeah, I see that.

Intentionally. Because that's your song. Yes!

Can I ask you a question?

"Why is that my song?" Yeah.

Erm, cos it's a good song. Erm, objectively, it's not.

There's no such thing as objective quality in the arts.

Tell that to Beethoven.

You're thinking of collective subjectivity.

I could tell that to Beethoven. Or Shakespeare. Or Picasso.

They're not intrinsically good, they just happen to have a lot of fans.

Collective subjectivity is a thing you just made up!

No, I just don't like Beethoven very much!

I'm George, by the way.

Sarah.

I'm training to be a teacher. Oh, yeah? Who you teaching?

Children.

They're gonna love your acerbic bon mots. Someone has to.

What do you do? Er...

Everybody needs to get out!

Er, what? Someone dropped a cigarette!

Shit, my bag! I'm not kidding! Come on!

I'll catch you outside, yeah? OK! Yeah?

Come on! Hurry up!

Don't tell me you dropped a cigarette in there.

It was a joint, actually.

Do you think I should tell them it was me?

Oh, my God! Has anybody seen my cat?

I really think you shouldn't.

D'you wanna fuck him up?

What?

The guy that pushed your missus in front of a truck.

Do you wanna fuck him up?

Get in the car.

But I thought you were the sensible,

heavy-burden-of-responsibility guy.

And? That's me.

So, what's happening now?

Well, as I understand it, a man, albeit accidentally,

pushed your missus in front of a truck.

That's right.

I'm all for holding the delicate strands of faith in my hands

and then ironing out the creases in the fabric of space and time,

don't get me wrong. Really?

But a guy pushed your missus in front of a truck.

That's all I'm saying.

So? So...

..do you wanna fuck him up?

Yes, I do.

Right, then.

You'll admit a wrong has been committed?

You'll admit something bad has happened,

for which there requires retribution?

You'd help me beat up this guy for what he did?

I'll fucking headbutt the prick. But you wouldn't undo it?

Archie gave you the "one baby every four seconds" talk?

Yeah. No point having it twice, then.

It's four babies every one second.

Oh, God. That's even worse.

So, what, we just wait for him to come to the door and just punch him?

Unless you think you can punch through the door,

which would be pretty fucking cool.

What's the matter?

It's not gonna reverse it, is it? We have very good connections

with law enforcement.

I guarantee you won't get in trouble. I don't want revenge,

I want it undone. Revenge is the best I can offer you.

There's no point. Why not?

Cos what's done is done.

Yeah. Yeah.

Every time we try and have a conversation with these people,

they start shooting at us.

I was thinking, you know, about my place,

I'm probably gonna let Carol keep it.

Your flat's pretty small, so we should look to get somewhere new.

Now? Really now?

We could rent for a few months, if you like,

while we're looking for something to buy.

I think we'll have to. I can't get a mortgage in principle that quickly.

We could stay in a hotel.

Hotels drive me crazy after about a week.

Me too.

Do you know what we should do?

Hey.

You OK? Er, yeah.

It's work.

"What happened? We were undercover."

A bullet bounced off a fire extinguisher.

Well, that was unlucky. "Yeah."

What happened to you? "I didn't get far."

But I did get an idea. I'll meet you at the airport tomorrow.

"We're gonna go back to that shithole,

hopefully for the last time."

OK. Ross, listen,

are you OK?

Yeah.

I mean, I died.

Yeah. Try not to do it again!

"OK! "

I...

..like what we were talking about.

Before I got shot.

Me too. Me too.

Jim?

I don't think I love you any more.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Rebrov's coming in tonight.

Yes.

He is.

What's his deal?

He's a lunatic.

It's got to be more than that.

What happened?

There was a mission.

Let me guess, it went bad?

Wanna go and talk to him now?

Hello, Rebrov.

Ah, Shiv,

you look drunk.

I remember you from Paris. Last one standing.

How's The Dane?

Angry you shot him. He was always sensitive.

George wanted to come and see what you look like.

I look like a man standing in a box.

Disappointed?

Have they got you running missions, then, George? Paris was my first.

Oh, you messed that one up!

Dunno about that. You are here.

He's salty.

Enjoying working with Shiv?

Is he as much fun as he used to be? "Chuckles" we used to call him.

Non-stop party when Shiv's around.

Where's Big Boy?

Who's big boy? The thermonuclear device you detonated

in the centre of a major European city.

Oh, yeah, of course.

Should I have a lawyer present? You don't get a fucking lawyer.

I know that. I used to work here, remember?

Where's the warhead?

See, I actually don't know. It got delivered to me in Paris,

but then you turned back time and picked me up, so...

..it could be anywhere.

I imagine you'll want to, er, interrogate me at length about it.

Did you know they do that, George?

Did you know the Lazarus Project tortures people?

Oh, yeah.

Quite the shady little secret society you've joined.

It was Shiv, in fact, who was the first of us to get into all that.

Who was the guy?

Some despot funnelling money to a rogue state.

Who can remember which one? They all start to look the fucking same.

Anyway, Shiv gets him into a room

and starts going at him with the rag in the mouth and the jug of water,

the whole circus. Really went to town on the guy.

That was just the first. Wes never liked it,

but Wes never stopped it.

If you look closely, George,

you'll notice a distinct lack of security cameras in this room.

It's one thing breaking your moral code,

it's another thing watching it back on tape, eh, Shiv?

I'm not gonna be lectured on morals

by a man who's killed hundreds of thousands of people.

Technically, I barely killed anyone. You always turn back the clock.

Good old Shiv.

Good old Lazarus Project!

Eh, maybe they'll let you have a go at me, George.

Maybe you'll get to pull my fingernails out.

Probably all buy you a round at the bar after.

Do they still do after-work drinks? Does Shiv still sit in the corner

hoping everyone can see him brooding?

Fucking karaoke!

Jesus Christ!

How's Archie, by the way? I shot her, too.

Go fuck yourself. Marvellous!

You finally got me in a cell,

one-to-one, and "go fuck yourself" is the best you could come up with!

Real warrior poet you turned out to be!

You know what they do here, George?

They sacrifice life to destroy death.

And it weighs pretty fucking heavy on them.

This is a waste of time. Enjoy your box.

I left my booze in the car.

See, the thing is, George, these people,

they wield incredible power but they're just people.

They're not divinely chosen.

They're not brighter or smarter than anyone else.

They're just the kids you used to sit next to in school.

But they'll happily play God when it suits them.

What happens in this place is an affront.

The world has died, George, a hundred times over.

It wants to die and we keep cheating it out of it.

Our time was up long ago

and they're still refusing to let go.

Is that why you do what you do?

I do what I do...

..because there's no-one else to hold them to account.

And because they can't hold back the inevitable forever.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

It doesn't matter how far down the chain of command we go,

the whole government's corrupt as hell.

What about the opposition party?

Alexander Puhvel?

The fascist? He has some unappealing views on certain things, yes.

Like Jews, Muslims, homosexuals,

women. Yeah, you know, that kind of thing.

That kind of thing. There isn't a lot to recommend Puhvel,

but I will say this for him, he hates General Zima.

So, we get him into power?

Prime Minister Osiminov is weak.

That's why he's about to start World War III.

You wanna do a little coup d'fucking-etat. Yes, I do.

And later, when the fascists are in charge?

We'll deal with it.

Somebody will deal with it.

It's not perfect but it's what we've got.

The thing about starting a coup,

is you need to make the people doing the couping

feel like it was their idea.

I don't think couping is the verb of coup d'etat, but go on.

Historically, nothing riles up the politically extreme opposition

more than a few well-placed arrests and assassinations.

Did someone just shoot him?

Her name's Sarah.

Yeah?

"Military officials have threatened to escalate..."

I thought couping would be easier than this.

We'll try again.

Yo. Can I hit that?

You've got to be careful on it, though. It's really strong, yeah?

Hi!

You're welcome.

"The coup was quickly quashed by government forces..."

She's called Sarah.

And she's perfect for me? Apparently so.

Let's try again.

There's this girl you gotta meet.

Jesus Christ.

How many more times?

And this is George. Hi!

I'm not sure that I love you any more.

Her name's Sarah.

We'll try again.

Jesus fucking Christ!

And again.

Every time we get the opposition to rise up against the government,

the head of the prime minister's private security force

cracks down on them.

Not every time. What? There was one time they didn't.

When I got shot.

What happened when I was killed, Ross?

Prime Minister Osiminov's security chief died the same day you did.

He slipped on some ice and fell down the stairs.

It was a freak accident.

And without him leading the security force? Puhvel got put into power,

like we wanted.

So, why did you reset back to the checkpoint?

You know why. It was the only way to bring you back.

You don't... You don't ever...

Ever what? Save your life?

I save your life every time I can because I love you.

That's what you do when you love someone, you break rules for them.

I didn't ask you to do that! You didn't have to.

I'd give my life for this project! You don't have to! Archie...

Not while I'm here.

The world needs you, Archie.

Any version of the future without you in it isn't one worth saving.

We go kill the prime minister's security chief,

then we can complete the mission.

We close the loop.

We all get what we want.

Hey.

I'm George.

Sarah.

Were you at that party? Yeah.

I think I saw you.

I think I saw you, too!

Is this your bus stop?

Er...

No.

Do you wanna sit down, anyway?

Mm. Yeah.

You know, it's the weirdest thing, I feel like I've met you before.

''

Hello?

OK.

I need to go to the hospital.

I'm sorry, George.

We did everything we could, but we couldn't save her.

We have to try again!

The opposition just took the parliament building

and the TV station.

Our intelligence shows it worked.

"No, Wes, please, no! Wes, please, no! Please, Wes!"

I'm sorry, Archie.

Please, Wes, please! Wes!

"Please, Wes!" The mission was successful.

""

"Please, no!"

You want to turn back time.

Yes.

Why?

Because this version isn't right. I don't want this version.

I want to change it. I have to.

You want to undo what's already been done.

It is what we do here, isn't it?

Do you believe in fate?

I don't know!

I don't care, I don't fucking care,

if there were a thousand timelines where we never met or we split up

or we lost everything.

We're together now. That's what I know.

We're supposed to be together cos that's the version we had.

That's what was real.

I can save her.

So, why the fuck wouldn't I?

And are you willing to burn down everything

to start again?

Yes.