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SYNCHRONICITY
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Balance metric
pressure at 057.

Metric pressure
sustaining 057.

Releasing valves.

Prepare to load M.R.D.

Radioactivity meters online,
ready for exposure.

SYNCHRONICITY

Docking hatch open and clear.

M.R.D. removed
from containment.

Preparing to load.

Hold full exposure duration
at no more than ten seconds.

Nine. Eight.

Seven. Six.

Five. Four.

Three. Two.

One.

M.R.D. in place.

Close hatch.

Turn handle left 45 degrees.

Lock it at high noon
to engage sequence.

Left 45, then right.

Left... Right.

You just caused a thermonuclear
explosion, wiped out the whole city.

Sorry, Jim.

- I promise I will get it right on the day.
- This is the day, Matty.

Do you want us to switch?

No, there is no time for him
to learn the meters.

I will never understand
how you are able to solve...

the most complex mathematical equations,
but you cannot tell left from right.

It is a form of dyscalculia.

The parietal lobes
of my cerebral cortex.

Okay.

We have time for one more practice
run at this. Reset everything.

We have been at this
for 72 hours straight.

Only two more till we go live.

I will get you
some more coffee.

Coffee, amphetamines, more coffee.
You are going to kill yourself.

We are precious moments
from a topological anomaly.

Is that what I should tell
everyone at your funeral?

No.

You signed a
confidentiality agreement.

Jim Beale, project log.

Part one of the experiment.

Tentative results.

Opening a traversable Wormhole
in the space-time continuum...

first ever recorded.

This tear that I will create in the fabric
of the universe is powered by M.R.D.

Extremely volatile,
radioactive substance.

So, of course! All
precautions will be taken.

Possible dangers range from
manageable radiation leak to...

Well! The universe
collapsing onto itself.

It is now 47 minutes until we initiate
the first part of the sequence...

opening one end of
the Wormhole.

Okay. He should be here.

I am going to give him
the Big Bang speech.

Jim, give him the fireworks.
That is what he is here.

Now, once opened,
we should detect...

a unique sequence
of particles sent through...

from the other side,
a sequence so unique...

That we will know that we
sent them to ourselves.

In addition, I will have proof of the findings
to show our venture capitalist, Klaus Meissner.

Moreover, he will then provide
the necessary M. R.D.

for us to open the other end.

Let us see what I
am paying for.

Then we will send this unique
sequence of particles...

back through to ourselves, thereby
proving that the project is a success.

The Big Bang. We have
proven theories...

This is not my
ideal situation.

To have an investor be this kind
of major factor in an experiment.

However, I only have enough
M.R.D. to open one end.

We are about to
embark on a journey.

- That is going to take...
- Enough of the physics lesson.

Get on with the light show.

This whole thing is
an experiment in certainty.

I am certain it will work.

Balance metric
pressure at 057.

Metric pressure
sustaining 057.

Releasing valves.

Docking hatch open and clear.

Prepare to load M.R.D.

M.R.D. removed
from containment.

Hold full exposure no longer
than ten seconds.

Nine. Eight.

Seven. Six.

Five. Four.

Three. Two.

One.

M.R.D. in place.

Close hatch.

Turn handle left 45 degrees.

Lock it at high noon.

Engage sequence.

Here we go.

Jim? Jim?

We thought you were
having a seizure.

- Did it work?
- Kept you from biting your tongue.

- No, the machine.
- The magnetic core melted.

- The regulator has blown.
- Where is Klaus?

He left when you
were unconscious.

You can only burn a candle
at both ends for so long.

You should go home
and get some sleep.

I sold my home to
pay you and Matty.

Maybe it was sabotage.

- Right.
- No, I am serious.

Maybe it was visitors from the future
who came back to destroy our project.

Because it eventually leads
to some distant apocalypse.

It is a distinct possibility.

People.

Look what I found.

It is an exotic hybrid
of the dahlia genus.

There. Right there.
That black speck.

It could be a missing pixel.

- It is moving.
- Yeah. There it goes.

There.

- I think that was Matty.
- No, no, I saw someone.

I saw it before I blacked out.

It looked like a person.
Not Matty.

They went out the front.

Where did you just come from?

I should be asking you.
How did you do that?

- What?
- That.

How did you get here?

In a car. How did
you get here?

You did not just walk
through a Wormhole?

You are making me
feel like I did.

I just met you.

Then why are you acting
like you know me?

I do not.

You left before you could see.

It was a success.

It did not appear that way
to me, Mr. Beale.

If you just come
back into the lab.

You have wasted my money.
Now you are wasting my time.

I can prove to you
that it worked.

Look! I am already late
for a previous engagement.

We made history tonight. I am sure
whoever it is will understand.

Whoever it is, is my wife.

She is already at
the restaurant,

And I assure you, she
will not understand.

Why do not you and,
your little friend join us?

In addition, can we discuss
this over dinner?

We just met.

- Another time, then.
- No. No, no, no.

We would love to join you and your
wife for dinner, would not we?

- Abby.
- Abby.

Abby.

What is going on, Jim?

Start running preliminary
tests on the flower.

I am going to go to dinner
with the Meissner's and Abby.

Okay.

Who is Abby?

What we have done is folded...

on top of itself by forming
a tunnel, a shortcut

between one location in space-time
to another light-years away.

However, in order to traverse a Wormhole,
you have to have two openings.

What we did tonight
was open one end of it.

Where is the other end?

We have to do it
again to find out.

I am not sure I follow.

The way it works is, you need
a transmitter and a receiver.

Now, like a telephone...
I am mixing metaphors here,

however, you cannot complete a call
without another phone involved.

We already have the receiver.

We got the call.

How much?

It is not capital
I am asking for.

No, for the whole project.

The research, the formulas, the
machine, everything. How much?

It is not for sale.

Then, what do you want,
Mr. Beale?

- Another unit of M.R.D.
- And for that, I get what, 10%?

We are talking about
dangerous radioisotopes,

enriched uranium, yellowcake, the sort
of thing countries go to war over.

Not anymore, once
we have the ability

to answer the fundamental
questions of the universe.

However, how will we make
money on our investment?

With all due respect, we are not talking
about hover cars and x-ray goggles.

We are talking about an epoch
of human evolution.

Pardon my pedestrian
viewpoint, Mr. Beale,

however, how do you plan
to market that?

Pardon my pedestrian viewpoint
for a moment, Ms. Meissner.

Do you know who
pioneered electricity?

Of course!

Thomas Edison.

I thought so, too.

Until I stumbled upon
a book about Nikola Tesla.

You see, Tesla was
working towards a way

to get everyone on the
planet safe, free,

limitless electricity,
in addition, he would have,

except Edison did everything in his power
to discredit him and crush his reputation.

Edison's company developed a patent for an
inefficient current you had to pay for.

Tesla wanted to
better the world.

Moreover, Edison forced us all
to have a monthly power bill

because he was envious
of a profound idea.

Now, I do not have a horse in this
race, but I would put my money on Jim,

because he is Tesla, and
Edison was a dick.

I will supply you
with the M.R.D.

However, I want to own
half the machine.

I cannot do that.

Well, you see my company
is in the enviable position

of being the sole
manufacturer of M.R.D.

Therefore, best luck.

Forty-nine percent.

In addition, money
for the repairs.

You have a week.

I will not sleep until
it is complete.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Do you want to share a cab?

Was I playing the
beard tonight?

Why do you ask?

Well, either you came to the lab with Klaus
alternatively, you got there through the Wormhole.

I arrived with Klaus.

However, I am
leaving with you.

That kiss could have cost me
millions of dollars.

Would it have been worth it?

I would have to do more research,
eliminate the variables.

This is I.

Do you sure, he will not mind?

He went home.

With his wife.

Drinks.

Black coffee for me.

K.M.C 0-14.

Do you like my dahlia?

Yeah. Where did you get it?

Sorry. I have to take this.

Chuck, what you got.

What are you doing?

Talking to you.

What time do you have
exactly to the second?

9:45:22, 23.

Come on! You get on with it.

When did you
and I first meet?

- What is this?
- Just tell me. It is important.

Ten years ago at that karaoke bar with
the weird name. What is going on?

So, we have known each
other along time.

- Do we trust each other?
- Yeah.

Stay away from that girl.
She is no good for you.

What?

Just do not tell her or anyone
else about the experiment.

We are onto something
much bigger than we imagined.

What are you doing here, Jim?

I went to the lab.
Because you were gone.

You should go back.
We will meet you there.

No, no, no, you called. You said
something... We were onto something.

In addition, what was this
stuff about Abby?

My head is killing me.

Do you see?

I said to you, you must stop popping
those pills and get some sleep.

What did you mean earlier when
you were talking about Abby?

Let me get you some pills.

Chuck. Chuck, I figured
it out. It makes sense.

I finally see it now.

Fucking intense.

Matty stop. You are
giving Jim a headache.

This is not a headache. This is a
lightning storm between my temples.

Just tell me, what you meant earlier
when you were talking about...

How long was I out?

Jim, you are awake.

You were unconscious
for approximately 8.5 hours.

Why did not you wake me?

Your biological imperative requires a
minimum amount of dormancy per day

in order to properly function.

However, you should lie back
down in case of another...

I just needed some sleep.
I got plenty.

Where had you get that jacket?

Have not you considered
the correlation?

Between your episodes moreover,
the arrival of K.M.C 0-14.

K.M.C 0...

The serial number
of the dahlia.

We have to wait for
Chuck gets back.

You and Chuck meet
me at the lab.

We have another
Wormhole to open.

We have to wait for Chuck.

Hey, did you forget your keys?

Is this the residence
of Abby Ross?

She is not here.

This is Jim Beale. I am
a friend of her.

Hey, sleepyhead,
looking for me?

Is there a man in your place?

I guess you buzzed
my neighbor by accident.

I need to see your flower.

Wow! Classy. I am a woman.

You can at least buy
me breakfast first.

Do they even serve
breakfast here?

Two morning specials, Mike.

Your dahlia, where
did you get it?

It was a gift.

Exotic plants like that are hard to
come by. It is an expensive present.

It was from someone who
gave me everything I wanted

except a minute of his time.

Well! Time is our
only real currency.

Meeting you was the most
important part of my experiment.

Is that a fact?

No, it is not a fact.

I, only meant to say that your dahlia,
that may be important to my research.

Hit me again, Mike.

Alternatively, maybe not, I do not
know. Right now, it is just a theory.

So, what is all this
fuss about my dahlia?

How do I know I can
really, trust you?

The truth will set you free.

The ID number matches the one
that came through the Wormhole.

That is probably
just a coincidence.

You people do not believe
in coincidences.

Sure we do. Yeah.

Einstein himself said that they are
God's way of remaining anonymous.

So, your machine working
was total happenstance.

No. No, that was I. I did it.

I am the one that came up with
the idea that made it works.

Moreover, what was that?

The rotation of the Earth.

The biggest obstacle in opening a
Wormhole is creating enough energy.

Not unlike the tremendous
amount of energy

that an entire planet makes
as it spins on its axis.

The power is there.

I did not have to generate it.

I just thought of a
way to utilize it.

Kind of like us.

I mean, the energy is there.

We just have to think
of a way to use it.

Jim?

Are you okay?

Chuck.

You found me.

Technology has
come a long way.

Not be found is hard.

I think we sent
this to ourselves.

Chuck...

you were right about the girl.

Five. Four.

Three. Two.

Jim? Jim? Jim?

The pressure dropped below
029. We have to abort.

All right, abort.
It is that damn bracket again.

We are going to have
to reconfigure the output.

It might take a while
to recalibrate.

Why do not you take a break?

- I like your lighter.
- Take it. It is yours.

Needs fuel. Hand
me those matches.

Therefore, my flower is really the same
one that came through your Wormhole.

I would have to run some tests
to know for sure.

What is my finder's fee?

What?

Okay, fine.

I will settle for one
butterfly kiss.

It is a match, Jim.

Identical DNA match.

K.M.C 0-14, you are the first
organism to time-travel.

Yes, but in a
parallel-universe scenario.

We have to consider that the
Klaus Meissner Corporation...

- may not have...
- Wow, wow, wow!

- What did you just say?
- Parallel universe.

- We have to...
- No, no.

Klaus Meissner Corporation.

K.M.C 0-14. Klaus Meissner
Corporation 0-14.

They license exotic plants moreover,
flowers for domestic use.

We have to take
into account...

the very distinct possibility that these
two plants when they traversed...

Jim Beale.

I have Klaus Meissner for you.

Yeah, put him through.

Mr. Beale, you have the
dahlia in your possession.

Yes. Did she tell you that?

I want you in my office
to go over the contracts.

What is going on here?

You are about to get fucked.

Logic.

Rationale. Dignity.

All seem to disappear with
the scent of that perfume.

Good reason, common sense,
they just go by the wayside.

Because of the way her hair breaks
across her forehead and frames her eyes.

The total reckless abandon that you have
absolutely no control over, Mr. Beale.

Have a seat.

I prefer to stand when I am
getting it from behind.

You watch your tone.

If you are going to come at me, you
had better come hard and fast.

And be willing to go all the
way, because I never lose.

Klaus, listen.

You call me Mr. Meissner.

My best friends and associates call
me Klaus, but you, sir, are neither.

You are an employee.

I do not work for you.

The hard cost of
one unit of M.R.D.

is five million,
give, or take.

What for you is a small fortune?
It is for me negligible.

I have lost larger sums
in the cushions of my sofa.

However, you need M.R.D.
for your machine to work.

Therefore, you come to me,
hat in hand, begging.

Forty-nine percent of my project
hardly makes you my boss.

This is true, but you need tangible
proof that your prototype works.

Evidence that you have actually
created a traversable Wormhole.

And to do that, you
need to be able

to send the original specimen, which
is registered as K.M.C 0-14...

back through to
the other side.

Now.

It just so happens
that I own all copyrights.

Commercial and private,
for all K.M.C products.

Which means...?

This is your lucky day.

I am willing to sell
to you those rights

for let us say, 50%
of your operation.

Now, if you put that together
with the 49%, I already own.

Let us crunch the numbers,
that leaves you with...

one percent for your efforts.

Now, if you want to
finish this experiment...

That leads to the invention
of time travel.

Then you, Mr. Beale
work for me.

You are an employee.

Therefore, you slipped up.

Had a moment of weakness.

I have to admit, she is an
incredible piece of ass.

You and I both know you are not going to
walk away from the find of the century.

Because of whose name is going
to end up in the textbooks.

Like our little friend
said, you are Tesla.

In addition, I am quite content being
just another Edison of the world.

Jim Beale.

Project log, final entry before
zero hour of the experiment.

A piercing sound has been cutting
through every synapse of my brain.

Ever since I opened the
first end of the Wormhole.

It is finally ceased.

I hope that for good.

Klaus Meissner has
me on the ropes.

He knew that I needed
a correlative between sides A

moreover, side B to prove
that the machine works.

Otherwise, it is just a bunch
of blinking lights.

I mean, if I send the dahlia back
to me, then he owns my machine.

Wait, what are you doing?

I am taking it back to
its rightful owner.

The one variable
in this is Abby.

And I need her to
be a constant.

So if the fate of my machine
is predetermined...

it has to be because of her
that the dahlia goes through.

She has to be the one to put
it through the Wormhole.

If she brings it to the lab, if
she comes there with Klaus...

that is very fucking
unfortunate.

At least I will know.

Jim.

- I really was not expecting you.
- You do not have to invite me in.

Good. It is a bit of a mess
in there now.

The gun is to my head.

However, I am sure as shit not
going to pull the trigger myself.

This is yours.

You get to decide
what happens.

In two days, I am going to
start the machine.

In addition, I will
open the Wormhole.

Now it is up to you.
What goes through it?

You have to make the choice.

Mr. Meissner, would you be
so kind as to wait here

while I escort Ms.
Ross and her dahlia

to the lab floor?

So, is this the way
it is going to be.

It has to be this way.

The way it is.

It only seems that way now, but eventually
you will see it in a different light.

We had our time together.

Goodbye, Jim.

Put these on.

Would not you want
to miss a thing?

Five. Four.

Three. Two.

One.

M.R.D. in place.

Close hatch.

Turn handle left 45 degrees.

Lock it at high noon.

Engage sequence.

Commence graviton resonance.

You may own the dahlia.
You do not own me.

Do you have a light?

Matches?

Two sticks I can rub together.

Yeah.

Do you recognize that?

Should I?

It is yours.

It is now. Thanks.

What you and Klaus are doing
is wrong, and it has to stop.

- Excuse me?
- I know what you are up to do.

In addition, I am not going
to let it happen again.

That is none of your business.

It will be my business if you
moreover, I get involved.

Does this technique
usually work for you?

Alternatively, have you been
cooped up in the lab too long?

- Do you have forgotten how to flirt?
- Listen, I am onto you.

I should have known that someone
as intelligent and as beautiful...

as you are, I should have known
there had to be some kind of catch.

There is a catch.
It is a big one.

Where did you just come from?

I should be asking you.
How did you do that?

- What?
- That.

How did you get here? You did not
just walk through a Wormhole.

You are making me
feel like I did.

I just met you.

Then why are you acting
as if, you know me?

I do not.

- Tell me, Matty, where it was again.
- It was exactly right here.

You and I both almost
stepped on it.

I did not see it when I came in.
I would have seen it, Matty.

When I was on the stairs, I came
here, and I almost tripped on it.

Jim? I thought you were
at dinner with Klaus.

I am.

Let us try this.

That is my phone.

Now, call it with yours.

It went to voice-mail.

Right. Try it again.

It is ringing.

Chuck, what do you got?

- What are you doing?
- Talking to you.

What time do you have
exactly in this second?

What? 9:45:22, 23.
Come on, get on with it.

It could be an imposter.

Ask him something
only you and I know.

When did you and I first meet?

What is this?

Just tell me. It is important.

Ten years ago at that karaoke bar with
the weird name. What is going on?

Ten years ago at the karaoke
bar with the weird name?

I did not know that.

Chuck, are you there?

Now, tell me not to trust Abby
Ross. She is just using me.

What? No.

You are my best friend.
I will understand.

Therefore, we have been
friends a long time.

- Do we trust each other?
- Yeah.

Stay away from that girl.
She is no good for you.

What?

Just do not tell her or anyone
else about the experiment.

We are onto something much
bigger than we imagined.

- So that happened.
- What is it?

Matty, have you ever been
to a Native American orgy?

- No.
- It is fucking intense.

I do not get it.

If I am doing my math correctly,
then there is a good chance

that I am on my way
here right now.

- How do you know?
- Because it is what I did before.

I am telling you, this is
where I am coming next.

We do not know that for sure.

We need to keep you
isolated from the world...

as much as possible to avoid
any collisions of causality.

However, my being here has not
effected any real change yet.

That we know about.

We have to make sure that the machine
does not fall into the wrong hands.

Uncover the conspiracy
before it is too late.

What are you now,
a secret agent?

You are a scientist, in
addition, as a man of science.

You need to step
back, breathe,

moreover, take a moment
to properly analyze the data.

Fine.

Let me stay here and observe this
strange new habitat I have encountered.

What is this?

It is a remote control.

In our time, we use it
to operate the television.

Wow!

In the future, we control
the TV with our minds.

Right.

You are only five
days ahead of us.

This is not a game.

You are now part of the experiment,
Jim, the same as the dahlia.

That means we have
to study you the same way,

follow the process.

I need you to go step by step and
tell us exactly how you did it.

What did you feel like?

The Wormhole opened.
I jumped in.

I do not know why you are
being so obtuse.

Because we are wasting time sitting
around here yapping about it.

We must take action.
I was duped.

We have to strike back.

We cannot do anything until us
fully understand what happened.

We are messing with the primal
forces of nature here.

The primal forces of nature are
telling me, I have to take a piss.

What are you doing here, Jim?

I went to the lab.
You people were gone.

You should go back.
We will meet you there.

No, no, no, you called. You said
something... We were onto something.

In addition, what was this stuff
about Abby? Moreover, you were...

My head is killing me.

Do you see? I told you, you must stop
popping those pills and gets some sleep.

What did you mean earlier when?
You were talking about Abby.

Let me get you some pills.

Stay in here. You
do not come out.

No, matter what you hear.
Give me the aspirin.

Chuck, I get it now.
It makes sense.

I finally see it now.
Fucking intense.

Matty stop. You are
giving Jim a headache.

No, this is not a headache.

This is a lightning
storm between my temples.

What were you saying earlier?

When we were on the phone, you said
something about not trusting Abby.

Then we were onto
something bigger.

No, no, no.

- No, no, no, no.
- Matty.

- This is far too much to calculate.
- You have to keep it together.

- Matty look at me.
- You cannot... No, no.

Look at me. Sing the pi song.

- ♪ 3.14159 ♪
- Yeah, there you go. Sing it.

♪ 265358 ♪ - Yeah.

♪ 93238 ♪

Jim?

Shit!

Time travel made that
guy a real asshole.

The drink offer is rescinded.

Okay.

But what about coffee?
Does that count?

I never had a chance
to finish my coffee.

What do you want, Jim?

Look! I know I left
without saying goodbye.

But if you let me back up,
I just want a chance...

to apologize for leaving
the way that I did.

So, let us hear it.

It better be good if you want
to see what is underneath.

I know what is underneath...
trouble.

Do I really have to explain
how this works?

You grovel at my feet.

Then...

I came here with a plan.

There is so much
that I want to say.

I do not know where to start.

There are certain tribes in the Amazon
where women use shamanistic ritual...

to control their men
by driving them to insanity.

Are you a shaman?

No, I am just a girl.

I am sorry.

I will take it.

Is this the residence
of Abby Ross?

She is not here.

This is Jim Beale.
I am a friend of her.

Hey, sleepyhead,
looking for me?

Is there a man in your place?

I guess you buzzed
my neighbor by accident.

- I need to see your flower.
- Wow! Classy. I am a lady.

You can at least buy
me breakfast first.

The biggest obstacle in opening a
Wormhole is creating enough energy.

Not unlike the tremendous
amount of energy.

That an entire planet makes
as it spins on its axis.

The power is there.

I just thought of a
way to utilize it.

Double or nothing
if I hit it again.

I will take those odds.

The booze hit me.
Not much of a drinker.

TIME IS OUR ONLY REAL CURRENCY

THE GRAND HOTEL

Give me that.

Ready?

Not be found is hard.

Especially when
there Is two of you.

That is not me, because I
am sitting right here.

He might as well
be some other person.

However, it is not. That is
you a week younger.

However, from now on, she is
only going to be with me.

How can you know that?

Because that is what
I am about to make sure of.

Wow! Jim. Jim!

This is not some
relationship problem.

It is a little bigger than
you are and that girl.

Not to me. Not anymore.

You cannot go around changing the past
because you got your feelings hurt.

This is not the past for you.

I am not changing anyone's
past but my own.

No matter what happens to that guy, I
am still going to feel this way, right?

I have no idea. You are the
first person ever to do this.

Well! Then the only way that
I know how to fix my past...

is by taking control
of my future.

What about the fact that she is
using you to get to the machine.

She is not. She is using him.

In addition, that puts me in a fantastic
position to turn it all around.

Jim?

Are you okay?

Chuck. You found me.

Technology is come a long way.
Not be found is hard.

You taste like ash.

Who is that?

Just ignore it.
They will go away.

Will they?

They will.

It is Klaus.

Then definitely ignore it.

Does not he know I am here?

I do not care if
he knows or not.

Well! Tell him. Tell him everything
is going according to plan.

- What are you talking about?
- Answer it.

I want to hear what you two
have to say to each other.

Fine!

I cannot invite you in, Klaus.
Jim Beale is here.

And he is about to fuck
the shit out of me again.

Well! What are
you waiting for?

I just cut off my only source of income
for you, so better make it worth it.

Therefore, you work for him.

He was funding my research.

You are working on a
time-travel project for him.

- It is not for him.
- So why is he paying you for it?

Do you know? For a brilliant
man, you really are quite dim.

Please, enlighten me.

You do not make me say it.

Come on! The truth will
set you free, do you remember?

Because I was fucking
him, all right?

Yeah, he paid my bills and my
rent and I needed whatever else.

So then, why me?

It ended for me the night
you and I first met.

However, it was not official
until right now.

So, do you jump at the
first person who comes along?

I mean, you must have had ulterior
motives to fuck me like you did.

You are being a
childish asshole.

Moreover, you are right.

I was using you.

I was using you
for my research.

A ploy to steal my ideas
for your nefarious scheme.

So, what is it?

Let us get all the
cards on the table.

It is... It is not done yet.

Are you waiting
for my next move?

Well! You are making it.

Do you want to see what
I am working on?

I will be down at the pub
drinking this day off.

Working in secret for two years in a
hidden lab on the outskirts of the city.

John Bane is prototype had
become the stuff of legend.

They say he invented
the time machine.

But what no one knew was that
only moments before I met him.

It had actually worked.

Do you have a light?

I knew everything there was to know
about John Bane the physicist.

But I never imagined I would get
to know John Bane, the man.

A science fiction novel.

More of a novella
at this point.

Your hero, John Bane,
that is supposed to be me.

There was an article about you
that inspired the idea, yeah.

But once I met you.

Do you know who I am?

John, a physicist
named John Bane.

The whole story got a
lot more involved.

That is why is not done yet.

I wanted to see how
it played out.

Yeah, but it is
not actually me.

It is just a version of me.

It does not have my
memories or feelings.

That is unfortunate.

If we only had time.

Time to get closer.

I am just a girl.

The girl of my dreams.

We could have a chance
of something real.

I led myself to believe
in serendipity.

But the cosmos had a cruel way
of making me believe otherwise.

As the day of the final
experiment grew near.

I wondered if we had
a future together.

Or would fate keep us apart?

What happens from here
on out is up to me?

That is why I am here
with you right now.

However, you cannot
change fate.

It is like trying to make
the sun set with your mind.

Who is to say I cannot?

Do you see that?

That right there. I did that.

Tell me I did not.

Scientists and
their God complex.

I am supposing to be
the smoker in here.

- Are you okay?
- Jim, are you okay?

- Jim?
- It is not Jim.

It is Abby. There is something
wrong with Jim.

He is coughing up
blood and he is...

He has been having seizures,
and I do not know what to do.

Can you please? Can
you please come?

He will not let me take him
to the hospital. I am just...

- Abby, Abby.
- Yeah?

You do not do anything until I get
there. You do not call anyone.

You do not do anything.

- I am coming. Okay.
- Okay.

Wait! What are you doing?

Tell Jim Prime I am
taking this to a specialist...

for more intensive
examination.

Where is the other one?

Chuck took it to an examines
for further specialization.

He must be who called.

Wait! What are you doing?

I am taking back to
rightful owner.

Wormhole.

Such a weird word when
you think about it.

Right now he is
experiencing...

What can only be described as
a kind of temporal feedback?

It seems that are two beings
of the same consciousness.

That cannot exist in the
same universe.

This must be nature's way
of correcting the anomaly.

Is that your diagnosis?
Temporal feedback!

That makes the most sense
given what we know.

Okay, Dr. Chuck, if you are
such an expert on space cancer,

then what should we
expect from here?

If the rate of deterioration
stays in sync with 0-14...

terminus... That
is what we call.

I get it. What?

He has about 48
hours give or take.

Then his vital organs will disintegrate
until his biological functions shut down.

He has been chosen
for extinction.

You have one hell of
a bedside manner.

I am a physicist, not an M.D.

How did I suppose to
believe in any of this?

Now is your chance.

This is your proof right here.

However, please handle
with this carefully.

The fate of the universe
is in your hands.

Jim.

I really was not
expecting you.

You might want to hide in the
other room in case he comes in.

He will not. He thinks
Klaus is in here.

You not need to tell me,
who is in there?

- I have my theory.
- And what is that?

I am not giving any
more theories to you.

It is not why I came here. It
is not what I want from this.

In addition, what do you
want from this?

To ignore the facts, give you
the benefit of the doubt.

All of the observable
evidence...

leads to the inevitable conclusion
that you are playing with me.

However, I refuse
to accept it.

I barely know you.

However, something happened in those
brief hours we spent together.

It was how you looked at me.

Like how you are
looking at me now.

Is the pain worse
when he is close by?

Yeah.

Proximity to him
must be a factor.

The best course of action
is to get you out of town.

As far as possible to alleviate
the effects of the feedback.

You mean prolong
the inevitable.

Therefore, here it is.
My act of faith.

The gun is to my head.

I am sure, as shit I am not going
to pull the trigger myself.

This is yours.

You get to decide
what happens.

In two days, I am going to start the machine,
in addition, I am going to open the Wormhole.

However, it is now up to you,
what goes through it?

Chuck, I want you to take your
friend and get the fuck out of here.

- Okay.
- Abby?

You lied to me.

Not about you and I.

I and you is all
totally based on bullshit.

If you could just see
my logic on this.

You do not!

There is an explanation
for all of it.

Not for how I feel.

I am not even sure whom,
I am talking to right now.

However, whatever Jim you are, I want
you to get the hell out of my house...

Before I contract this
psychotic disease.

I do not think that temporal
feedback is contagious.

No.

Matty? Where is Jim Prime?

I need you to slip away in
addition, meet me at our place.

Tell him that you left
your reading glasses at home.

He knows you are
useless without them.

Then break them and tell him you
have to go get your other pair.

Just does it, and...

bring D-29 B.

Dextrin 29 boost.
Still in beta.

It is a hybrid synthesis of
adrenal epinephrine secretions.

- Yeah.
- It will not keep you alive.

However, when you take it, you
will not know you are dying.

I am dying. I am dying, yes.

Yeah, okay. All right!
What to do?

What to do? What to do?
I am dying.

Dying. Death. Dead, 48 hours.

48 hours. We have to prevent that,
do not we? We do. We should.

I say, we do not do anything.

You do not open the other
end of the Wormhole.

- Then it is as if it never happened.
- Have you considered?

I am here. It happened.
Yes... Yes, it did.

- But have you considered?
- Yes, it did.

No, we roll up our sleeves. We
will find a workable solution,

to explain the absence
of paradoxes...

We have to get one
of you out of here.

Let us come clean with Jim Prime.
He can go, and you can live.

He is not going to do it
if he knows, he will die.

Would you? No, you would not.

I would not. I have been...
I mean, I did.

- I am here, so...
- There is the notion...

Maybe I should be going.

In addition, make
things worse!

- The theory...
- Are you joking?

Is he joking? Make
things worse!

I have less than two days to live. I
lost the rights to my life's work.

My girlfriend, she hates me, so how
could it possibly get any worse?

Parallel dimensions.

Parallel dimensions.

Not exists one
singular universe.

But an infinite number
of possibilities coinciding...

simultaneously and eternally,

every conceivable version of every
being persisting forward...

in a concurrent reality.

Your time-space excursion was not to
the past of your present universe.

On the contrary, it was simply a migration
from your plane of existence...

to another one adjacent.

You are operating independently of
yourself in an alternate timeline.

- No.
- But...

That is still hypothetical
at this point.

And, of course, I already
thought of that.

But being here, seeing it for myself,
everything played out the same.

But your journal
accounted for...

What journal?

Where did you get this?

It was in your coat pocket
when you traversed.

In addition, have you had this
the whole time?

I was processing
it as a data set.

- It is not my handwriting.
- You were so busy.

- This is her book.
- Whose is the book?

Abby's.

- It was alarmingly accurate.
- Matty?

This is a made-up story,
a work of fiction,

moreover, an incomplete
one at that.

Okay, enough theorizing.

All right? The machine
should be up and running.

How much more of this
juice do you have?

Enough.

All right, I am pulling the
trigger on our best option.

Klaus only paid for
one unit of M.R.D.

We cannot do this again.

If I go back through the Wormhole knowing
what I know now to that first day.

We will not have to do
this ever again.

I can take over from here.

Where have you been?

Our mass spectrometer
was on the fritz.

I wanted to take 0-14 over to the
institute for final evaluation.

- How is it doing?
- Clean bill of health.

However, they are going to
keep it tonight.

So that they can run it through
the liquid scintillation counter.

Okay, as long as they
do not know what it is.

They think it is a sample.

We are almost online.

Do you want to do
a practice run?

Absolutely.

Chuck, dahlia 2.0
is also gone for now.

Therefore, we have to send something
else through the Wormhole.

I think I can find
a replacement.

Balance metric
pressure at 057.

Metric pressure
sustaining 057.

Releasing valves.

Docking hatch open and clear.

Radioactivity meters online.

Ready for exposure.

Prepare to load M.R.D.

M.R.D. removed
from containment.

Preparing to load.

Keep full exposure duration
no more than ten seconds.

Nine. Eight.

Seven.

Insertion of M.R.D.
commencing.

Five. Four.

Three. Two.

One.

M.R.D. in place.

Close hatch.

Jim? Jim? Jim?

The pressure
dropped below 029.

We have to abort.

All right! Abort.
It is that damn bracket again.

We are going to have
to reconfigure the output.

I know how to fix it.

It might take a while to recalibrate.
Why do not you take a break?

I do not take breaks.

What about that stack
of readouts in your office?

Have you gone
through those yet?

I see what you are doing.

Do you?

You want me to sleep.

You are onto me.

Fine!

I will leave you to work
on that for a bit.

However, I am not napping.

Okay, Jim, get ready.

Matty, close the
docking hatch.

Handle left 45 degrees.

Slide forward,

then lock at high noon
moreover, engage sequence.

Chuck, I do not...

Matty let us go.

The left and right...

Matty, he could come
back any second.

The left and right,
they are not...

The left and right...

Matty, you have done
it a thousand times.

Do it now.

SYSTEM FAILURE
INVALID SEQUENCE

Are you still
chasing after her?

I never realize that is what
I am doing until I do it.

The power to cross
the universe in an instant.

The impossible dream
becomes possible.

All the unbelievable things
you could accomplish.

The eternal questions
you could answer.

In addition, you just
want to be laid.

- You would do the same if it were you.
- You are probably right.

The machine still works.

However, the M.R.D. is gone.

We could try to
find the money.

Thirty-six hours?
I do not see how.

What about Klaus?

You have seen the future.

Could you buy some stocks? And
play the over-under on a game.

Did not you catch
the news before you left?

It is over.

I am done with the past.

If this is goodbye.

At least I could buy
to you a dinner.

Okay.

We will let Jim Prime
keep on without a clue.

At least until you are gone.

Yeah. Where is Matty?

He was devastated
by what he did.

He did not want to face you.

This is you.

I mean him.

I should take this.

Go ahead and order.
I will be right back.

It is not done yet.

Chuck told me everything.

Chuck is an asshole.

I want to hear it from you.

Why did you really
go through the Wormhole?

Because my heart was broken.

Moreover, do you blame me?

Abby, the only one
to blame here is I.

I did it to myself.

I am willing to let the
technology to follow from here.

Therefore, I understand the only way to
get the other Jim into the Wormhole...

I show up tomorrow
with the dahlia and Klaus.

That is one scenario, yeah.

One that I would
prefer not to repeat.

But if it would
save your life.

It would not, because we are about five
millions of there even being a Wormhole.

I can get the money.

No.

Any questions about the menu?

Can you please
give us a minute?

However, it would be for us.

Then we can have
more time together.

Look! I am not going to
let you do that.

It is my choice, not yours.

Then it will be your choice.

Take me as far as you can.

Checking in?

Yes.

Name, please.

James Beale.

It seems you are already
with us, Mr. Beale.

What?

Right.

I forgot my key card.

May I get a
replacement, please?

Of course!

Not exists one
singular universe.

But an infinite number
of possibilities coinciding...

simultaneously and eternally.

Every conceivable version of
every being persisting forward.

In a concurrent reality.
Your time-space excursion...

was not to the past
of your present universe.

On the contrary,
it was simply...

a migration from your plane of
existence to the one adjacent.

John Bane's time-space excursion
was not to his own past.

Little, he realized he had traveled
to the past of a parallel universe.

A timeline so
similar to his own.

He had simply overlooked
the differences.

An infinite number
of possibilities...

an infinite number of choices,
an infinite number of outcomes.

Take me to The Grand Hotel.

Mr. Meissner, would
you be so kind...

if wait here while I escort
Ms. Ross and her dahlia...

to the lab floor?

Is this really
what do you want?

Is not there usually champagne
at these things?

I could kill a whole
bottle right now.

Therefore, this is the way
it is going to be.

It has to be this way.

The way it is.

It only seems that way now,

however, eventually you will
see it in a different light.

Therefore, that is it, then!
It meant nothing.

Put these on. I do not
want you to miss a thing.

Turn handle left 45 degrees.

Slide it forward.

Lock it at high noon.

Engage sequence.

I am not interested,
so do not even try.

It may not look like it,
however, I am actually working.

Do you know who I am?

Should I?

My God!

You look just like him.

Who?

John.

A physicist named John Bane.

What a coincidence.
I am a physicist.

They say he invented
a time machine.

Did he?

No one knows.

Anyways, he died in a lab explosion
before I have to interview him.

Really?

That is too bad.

The fire destroyed
all of his work.

It is sad, really.

To be so close to
controlling time,

then poof...
He had gone in an instant.

Time is a great teacher that
eventually kills all of its students.

I like that one.
That is a good one.

Do you have anymore?

Yeah. Have a drink with me.

I will tell you all about
my time-travel experiment.

That would make
much better my story.

Is your story better?

Is that a fact?

No, just a theory.

SYNCHRONICITY
Translation. Review. Synchronization by Angel.