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Previously on Sliders...

Doctor Geiger!

What's this?

Finally.

What's that?

I don't know.

Oh, my God.

What is it?

The way home.

Well, this is it.

All I have to do is call
up the coordinates,

punch them into the timer

and then we're off
to our home worlds.

Thanks to Doctor Geiger.

So, any plans after
our triumphant return?

Wait, I know,

and the Nobel Prize goes to
Diana Davis, come on down!

You know, a few months ago
that sounded great.

But I don't know, after everything
we've done and we've seen,

somehow it seems wrong
to get a prize for it.

Well, for me
a hammock, a blender

and an endless supply of
margaritas come to mind.

What are you eating?

It's a giraffe sandwich
and pork soda.

It's not that bad,
you want to try some?

Ah, the word "why"
comes to mind.

Well, because this is our
last chance to take a bite

out of the bizarre and unusual.

From now on, the
expected is what you get

and the unexpected
is just a memory.

Very poetic.

I think I'll take one of
those margaritas now.

Maggie, since your
home world is no more,

are you gonna be
staying with Remmy?

For as long as he needs me.

Here he comes.

I thought he gave up
on church years ago.

Yeah.

Probably just hedging his bets.

- Hey.
- Hey.

There comes a time
in a man's life

when he has to look
at where he's been

in order to figure out
where he's going.

And here we thought you
were just asking for backup.

That too.

I thought I'd be going home with
some new idea to defeat the Maggs.

You know, a weapon or something.

It looks like I'll be going
home empty-handed.

No, you won't.
You got me.

Recommended by more
moms and arms dealers

than all other brands combined.

Well, make no mistake,

my world is still gonna be
occupied with Kromaggs.

It won't be a pretty
place these days.

So I won't blame anyone
if they wanted to bail.

All right then.

Okay.

Guys, this is it.

Okay, and three, two, one.

Did you call ahead?

Sliders! Sliders! Sliders!

What if you found
a portal to a parallel universe?

What if you could slide into
a thousand different worlds

where it's the same year,
and you're the same person,

but everything else
is different?

And what if you can't
find your way home?

Sliders.

These people don't
look exactly conquered.

You don't think they found a
way to defeat the Maggs, do you?

I don't know. I haven't been
home in almost two years.

A lot can happen.

Yeah, but how do
they know who we are?

We haven't done anything
to become famous here.

Have we?

Welcome, Mr. Brown, Ms. Beckett,

Doctor Davis, Mister
Mallory, of course.

I'm Claire Lebeau,

and this is my
father Marc Lebeau,

better known as the Seer.

Before we move on,

would you like to say
a word to your public?

Mallory rules!

How's it going?

I apologize for the
enthusiasm of your welcome.

But you must understand,

none of them ever expected
to see you in real life.

We didn't expect
any of them either.

Action figure?

Is this supposed to be me?

I like it.

Ah, this is freaky.

It's like whoever
painted this picture

knows everything about us,
who we are, where we've been.

How is that possible?

Diana and Mallory have
never even been to your world.

I'm afraid that's still true.

The part about never having
been to your world, that is.

But as you've seen, you are
more than welcome on our world.

Wait a minute, you're telling
me that this is not my Earth?

Unfortunately, that is correct.

Then you save your welcomes

and tell us why you
hijacked our slide.

And how.

First off, understand that we're
not responsible for you being here.

Really?

You always hold
sliders prep rallies,

and we just coincidentally
happened to land in the middle of one?

We didn't bring you here.

But we did know
that you were coming.

Daughter, perhaps it's
time that I should take over.

My friends, I have been observing
your exploits for some time.

Someone forgot to give
Grandpa his medicine again.

Ironically,
Mr. Mallory,

there's a grain
of truth in that.

You see, some years ago I
had a massive heart attack.

I wasn't expected to survive.

But finally, when I did recover,

I found that along with a
very much weakened heart,

I also had developed
a strange new ability.

New ability?

Yes, I began to see visions.

Images of all of you
and of your companions.

After time, I realized these
weren't just hallucinations.

I was seeing genuine
events in space and time.

Professor, the term
is remote viewing.

It's seeing something in your
mind from a remote location.

Yes, well, call
it whatever you will.

Eventually, I learned to see
out into inter-dimensional pace.

And somehow, my consciousness

seemed to latch
onto your little group.

So you began painting
pictures of what you saw.

That's right.

And then we began to share
what we knew of you with our world.

It was through the paintings of
my father and through his writings.

It didn't take long before stories of
your travels became popular lore.

Especially after
the Kromaggs came.

And you inspired
many of us to fight them.

The Kromaggs were here?

Mmm-hmm.

Until we defeated them
with a synthetic virus

that was engineered
by our scientists.

I think the phrase is,
"We sent them packing."

You see, it's your
fellowship and your philosophy of life

that fueled a following that is
today tens of thousands strong.

You see, Rem, you
can never give up hope.

Who, me?

I never gave up hope,
I thought that was you.

So we can kick the
Maggs off Remmy's world.

Well, it sure looks that
way if we can get there.

I wish that were the case.

There's always a but.

For some unknown reason,

I have also been
able, occasionally,

to see through the fabric
of inter-dimensional time.

I have seen your future

and I know that the next
slide you take will be your last.

The moment you emerge from
the other side of the wormhole,

you will all instantly

die.

How?

I'm afraid that is
not clear to me.

But you must know this.

I foresaw the death
of your friends,

and the Professor,
and Miss Wells

I have never, ever been wrong.

Please, you must
never leave this world.

Professor Arturo,

thank God you're here!

I cannot believe
they made a TV show about us.

I think as a general
pan-dimensional rule,

all Diana Davises should stick to
science and stay out of showbiz.

Ow.

Well, I'll tell you one thing,

they could have
at least been accurate.

There was never five of
us together at one time.

Though it says the episode
is called Arturo's Return.

"Tonight, this beloved character
is back by popular demand."

See what a letter
writing campaign can do?

Some people have way
too much time on their hands.

Hey, guys, come out here.

They just dropped
this stuff off.

We got fruit baskets, roses.

Looks like a marriage
proposal for Maggie.

Give me that.

Did you get a
financial statement?

There's also gonna be
a lunchtime reception.

Oh, the royal treatment
for just showing up.

It doesn't get much
better than this.

Um, is there anything for me?

This is not about
grabbing the spotlight.

This is business.

Well, first order of business is
that we play into this hospitality.

Yeah, while learning what
we can about this world.

And the second order is to get
our hands on that anti-Magg virus.

Then we're still
sliding out of here?

Well, I still don't know
what brought us here,

and there's nothing
wrong with the timer.

So I think we should try again.

Look, I've been
thinking this over.

It's obvious that this Seer
has got the scoop on all of us,

and he's been right
about the past.

He, uh, could be right
about the future.

Then you believe that guy?

Well, how else do you
explain the paintings?

Right.

So when it comes
time for the slide,

I'm gonna be the
only one who's going.

I don't think so.

No, you can't make a
decision like that on your own.

Look, guys, we're talking
about my world here.

I should be the one
taking the risk.

And if I survive, I'll
come back for all of you.

And if you don't?

Well then, the Seer will know
what has happened to me.

Look, at least you
guys are gonna be alive.

On a world where you're
safe and you're welcome.

What happened to all
that talk about teamwork?

About how you can't
slide and be a loner.

Were you just wasting
our time with that?

You mean you were
actually listening?

Yeah, and so was I.

Look, we watch
each other's backs.

That's how we stay alive.

Don't look at me, pops.
You raised them.

Yeah, and I'm so proud, too.

Come here, son.

- Oh, thank you.
- You're welcome.

Uh... uh, listen,
we need to talk.

Certainly.

But first I would like to introduce
your duplicates from our world.

What a thrill, what a thrill.

Absolutely.

Oh, gosh.

Diana, you may
have already seen your duplicate

she stars on the TV show.

So you two don't act?

Well, we... we make more
money in personal appearances.

What about my duplicate?

Oh, well, sadly, Quinn Mallory
never existed on our Earth.

Guess I'm one of a kind.

You know, if we
stay on this world,

I guess you guys
are out of a job, huh?

My work here is done.

I'd love you to meet
Doctor and Mrs. Dial.

Hi, hi, hi.

Oh, this is Vernon.

He's the El Segundo University
chapter president of the Four S club.

The Seer's Students
for Sliders Society.

You're all welcome to stop
by the Four S club anytime.

Well, listen, we
appreciate the hospitality,

but we're gonna be leaving.

We'll be sliding out of
here within a few hours.

Well, you can't.

You heard what the
Seer said. You'll be killed.

Maybe so, but we have to try.

Now if you could help us get our
hands on that anti-Kromagg virus...

Excuse me, who are you?

She's your mother.

Sorry, lady, I think
you got the wrong guy.

Quinn...

Is she a duplicate?

Sadly, no.

The Kromaggs built several
work camps here on our world.

There are refugees here
from a dozen Earths.

This is who you think it is.

I'll take care of her.

She's not my mother.

What's going on here?

She was Quinn's
mother. Our Quinn.

I'm your Quinn!

I didn't mean it that way.

Where is he taking her?

Mrs. Mallory sometimes
has post traumatic spells.

The work camp, and then the
knowledge of what happened to her son.

But don't worry,
we look after her.

Well, we hate to
spoil your party,

but like I said, we're
gonna have to be leaving.

The sooner the better,
as far as I'm concerned.

Now about that virus.

There's none available.

You don't keep
any extra on hand?

What if the Kromaggs return?

The virus has
a very short shelf life.

The key components are stored
at military bases around the world,

but it has to be freshly synthesized
in order for it to be effective.

How long does that take?

From what I understand, the
incubation period is two days.

We've got a little
more than two hours here.

Look, I have to
introduce my father.

But afterwards,
we can talk business.

Please reconsider.
Your lives are at stake.

Yeah.

We already have.

May I have
your attention, please?

Dear friends, fellow sliders.

Before we adjourn
to the dining room,

it gives me great pleasure

to introduce our leader,

the Seer.

Thank you. Thank you.

Well, this is indeed
a joyous occasion.

The young people,

the heroic young people,

that I have been
viewing from afar

are finally here with us.

Now, as you know, I have seen

a future for our friends
which is indeed bleak.

Certain death lies for
them beyond their next slide.

However, I am very
happy to tell you,

that our friends have
decided to remain with us.

And to help us

lay the foundation
for our new order,

Slidology,

the ideological
discipline for tomorrow.

Is this what I think he's doing?

I think this would be the business
part his daughter spoke of.

Seems we're the
only silent partners.

Before I propose a toast,

I would like to ask our honored
guests just to say a few words.

Not this group.
Come on.

Thank you.

Good night.

Ironic, isn't it?

We finally land on a
world where people love us,

and we're running away.

Yeah, I don't
want to be loved like that.

Well, in a few hours we'll be
able to slide right out of here.

And into what?

I... I don't
mean to intrude.

But you left so suddenly.

It's no intrusion.
Please, you're welcome.

I'm sorry I reacted
the way I did.

It's just, when I saw you...

I just have to know.

I told you.
I'm not your son.

I understand. But
is my son still alive?

Is any part of him still there?

No.

I want to talk to her alone.

Will you guys please
go down to the bar?

Let's sit down.

Mom... Mrs. Mallory.

Um,

I once had an uncle

who was more like a father
to me than my own father was.

Well, he was killed
in a car accident.

He was healthy and strong.

So my aunt donated his organs
to people who really needed them.

I lost my uncle,

but I always felt that through
other people, he was able to live.

Does this make any sense?

Ever since I last saw
him almost two years ago,

I've waited for the day
when we'd be together again.

More than anything,

I wanted him to
have a normal life.

I wanted to know the girl
he would someday marry.

See grandchildren.

Now,

I would settle for holding
him in my arms one last time.

That's never
going to happen, is it?

No, it isn't.

I haven't seen this much insanity
since they canceled Star Trek.

Yeah, it's going to be tough
slipping through that crowd.

Yeah, it's gonna be even tougher

getting past those
goons in the car, though.

You think they're here
to keep us here?

They're sure not Trekkies.

It's not a problem. We'll just
stay in and slide from here.

Well, what if they come in here?

Will Mrs. Mallory be
coming along as well?

Well, as a matter of fact,

if it wasn't for the unknown
danger, I would say yes.

I mean, she is family.

She's asleep.

How much time?

Ah...

Thirty minutes.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm just ready to move on.

If things work out
with the next slide,

we can come back for her, right?

Sounds like a plan.

Remmy.

Uh, those "goons in the
car," as you call them,

they aren't in the car anymore.

They may be on
their way up here.

Okay, it's checkout
time, people.

Let's see if we can
find a way out the back.

All right, last
chance to get off.

Here we go, three, two, one.

Well,

I guess we don't have
a choice in the matter.

We're stuck here.

- What the hell happened?
- I don't know yet.

Please don't tell me we're
stranded here for 29 years.

You were wondering why
they didn't come after us.

Maybe they didn't need to.

You're saying someone
purposely stopped us from leaving?

Think
about it. $1,000 plate meals,

public appearances.

A lot of cash stands to
be made if we stick around.

Assuming they
can stop the slide,

do you think somebody
would stoop so low

as to keep us here just
to make money off us?

Well, you've obviously
never had an agent.

You know, it's like
some kind of force field

is blocking the
wormhole entrance.

Somebody capped it?

Well, basically, yes.

I mean, what's really
strange is that the timer

is counting down from
three days this time.

It's like whatever blocked
the wormhole reset the cycle.

Meaning we have another shot.

If we don't run into
the force field again.

I think I know
who's responsible.

I think it's time we had a
blunt conversation with him.

Come on.

Look, we
don't care what he's doing.

We need to see him now.

It's all right, Martha,

I've finished for today.

There you are, my friends.

You know, you left me with a
considerable amount of egg on my face.

Why did you leave so abruptly?

We suddenly remembered
we left the iron plugged in.

Yeah, you're quite a humorist,
aren't you, Mr. Mallory?

Well, what do you think?
Do you like it?

It's the vision I had
of your first arrival.

Yeah, lovely, now conjure
up a vision of us leaving.

You see, this is
something new for me.

Before your arrival,

I could have never had
a vision of this dimension.

It's almost as if I had some
direct psychic connection with you.

Well, you have to break it.

Look, turn off your force field
so we can slide out of here.

Out of here?

But Claire told me
you intended to stay.

We never told her that.

The only thing keeping us here

is the force field that you
have put around the wormhole.

I assure you, I know
nothing about any force field.

Well, you're not going to deny
that you benefit by us staying?

That you're crazy cult
fizzles if we die.

No, I'm not going to deny that.

I have made enough
money already.

Certainly enough to last me
for what little time I have left.

What little time you have left?

Are you...
Are you dying?

Yes, my heart.

The doctors tell me
it could happen at any time.

Unfortunately, the
movement may not outlive me.

It's badly in debt.

I had hoped that you would stay
and help me to revitalize it

by creating the second phase
of our movement, Slidology.

Look, we're not convinced
that we're stuck here.

Our timer has reset.

If anything, we just have
a three-day setback.

And we want your word
you won't interfere.

Me interfere?
What can I do?

Look, please, I
beg you, reconsider.

My vision of your
future was very clear.

Well, we've made our choice.

And if you know us
like you say you do,

you know there's
no changing that.

So Claire lied
to us about the Seer.

That makes her our prime
suspect if you ask me.

That would also
make her our next stop.

Okay, we got a little
over three days here.

That's enough time
to concoct the virus.

Look, this whole
force field fiasco

may have been a
blessing in disguise.

That's if we can get our
hands on the ingredients.

Wait a minute.

I think I know just the person
who might be able to help us.

Look, you two find Claire.

If she's behind this, try to
talk some sense into her.

We're gonna catch up
with you in about two hours.

Where are you going?

Back to school.

What branch of
the service was Maggie in?

That's easy, Marines.

She was a captain and
her middle name is Allison.

Just give me the answer,
not her total life story.

Three.

What was the name of
Rembrandt's best friend

and former member
of The Spinning Tops?

I think I
know the answer to that one.

You came!

Of course we came.

Of course, we wouldn't
let down our biggest fans.

Hey!

Ah, we're sorry we ran
out on you at the luncheon.

No problem, welcome to the club.

This is Lisa
and Nubsy and Schmo.

Hey, Schmo.

We were just playing
the sliders trivia game.

Great, great, can we sit?

Please.

Oh, yes, let's get to know
each other for a little while.

Make it worth the wait, huh?

So, what is the answer?

Only the real Rembrandt
Brown would know for sure.

Hey, in good time, huh?
In good time.

There must be a way
to recreate the virus.

Don't you have some
Internet contacts or something?

That only works if you want
to build an atomic bomb.

Why do you want the virus?

You're not going
to try to leave, are you?

You're not going
to try to leave, are you?

Yeah. Yeah, we are, Vernon.

Yeah, we are, Vernon.

We need the virus
before we make the slide.

Ha, ha. Pay up.
I told you they'd try.

The sliders never give up.

Lucky guess. But what good is
getting away if they don't have the virus?

Are you high, Lisa?

There is a way.
Think, Space Journey.

That's my second favorite show.

Episode 12, The White Menace.

Eh? Eh?

- Hold on, hold on.
- In The White Menace,

the killer plague puts down
the counter alien plague

extracted from the blood of
a race known as the Zangs.

Lucky thing for us,
Nubsy here is a diabetic.

Ah, lucky thing.

Whoa, man, what are you doing?

It's okay.

I give Nubsy his
shots all the time.

I practice on myself.

Lucky thing.

You don't need
to recreate the virus.

We all carry it
in our bloodstream.

It's only harmful
to the Kromaggs.

So the virus is in here?

And we can make more from this?

Absotively.

Providing you get it to a lab
in two days to synthesize it.

All right.

Thanks, Vernon.

All right. Vernon,
you are okay.

Thanks, guys.
See ya, Lisa.

Oh, and by the way, the name
of the guy was Maurice Fish.

I knew that too.

Well, that was a waste
of time looking for Claire.

I know, um, I'm going
to check on Mrs. Mallory.

Hey, I'll... I'll do it.

Shouldn't you be doing
something with the timer?

Ah, yeah, you're right.

I'll do it.

Mallory!

Is that what I think it is?

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

Mrs. Mallory.

Are you all right?

This is my fault.

Oh, no it's not.
It's those crazy fans.

It wasn't the fans.

That's what they
want you to believe.

It was those guys
that work for Claire.

She sent them here
to trash our timer?

Trash it or steal it.
The results are the same.

It's obvious she wants
us stranded here.

So did you talk to her?

Nobody's seen her.

At least that's
what we were told.

I could have prevented this.

I could have told you.

Told us what?

During the occupation,

Claire and I worked
at a Kromagg garrison.

When the virus was released,

the Kromaggs packed up
what they could and left the rest.

They left the rest?

Before the government
was back in control,

Claire hoarded all the leftover
Kromagg equipment she could find.

It's in a storage facility
owned by the center.

Well, then it's possible they left
behind some of their technology.

Something that could
prevent us from leaving here.

Or that could help us leave.

You're right.

You should have told us.

I just wanted you to stay,

and if my silence
could keep you here...

Well, I was wrong.

Can I have a moment?

I guess we both have
some apologizing to do.

I'm sorry.

There's something else
I have to tell you.

Um,

I do feel somehow
connected to you.

At first, I denied the feelings

because I was afraid
that if I didn't,

that I would lose
myself, my identity.

There is a small part
of your Quinn inside me.

And I think he wants
you to know that, to him,

you aren't just a stepmother.

You raised him, you loved him.

For that reason,

you are more his mother

than any blood
relative could be.

He loves you very much.

Guys, it's useless.

Mrs. Mallory
wants to help us.

I can take you to
Claire's storage facility.

Okay, then let's make the move.

When the Kromaggs left,

they destroyed
everything they could.

Scorched earth
always was their policy.

This is it.

Oh, it's locked.

This is way too easy for you.

Claire didn't do
too bad for herself

when the Maggs pulled out, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, looks like the Kromagg
department at Best Buy.

Hey, guys.

I think this is a
Kromagg sliding machine.

Looks pretty beat up, though.

Well, I think I know
what blocked our slide.

This device projects a hyper
spatial force field barrier.

So, this is a defense system,

designed to keep invaders out.

Well, sliding invaders,
yes, or keep us in.

But not anymore.

Power off.

I don't get it.

Why trash the timer if this
thing can keep us here?

I knew as long
as you had your timer,

you'd continue to try to escape.

You might even defeat the force
field, and that I just couldn't allow.

Quite a stash
you've got here, Claire.

You gonna share
this good fortune with the others?

It's the first
commandment of Slidology.

I don't think "share"
is in her vocabulary.

You know, I really don't
understand you people.

You're constantly on the move,

never knowing
who your friends are.

Here everyone loves you.

We can even protect you
from the Kromaggs.

You're not concerned about us.

You just want to create some
crazy religion based on sliding.

People create
religions all the time.

It's not a bad profession.

You can set your own
hours and the pay's great.

We've seen your kind
of medicine show before.

Call in, make a pledge of faith,

Claire gets a new BMW.

We can all benefit from this.

My father wasn't
lying about his vision.

If you slide out, you die.

That puts an end
to your cash cow, hmm?

Unlikely.

I was hoping
I wouldn't have to do this.

I did arrange your
very public arrival.

And now that the following
has a new momentum,

I'm that sure
that I can convince

your duplicates
to take your place.

The Maggs left us
a very nice prison

complete with some of their
rather grim torture devices.

What about me?
I don't have a duplicate.

We'll concoct some cover story.

I'll talk to the TV writers.

They're hacks, they'll
do anything for a buck.

- Father?
- Daughter,

what is the meaning of this?

Father, you're not well.
You shouldn't be here.

What I see here makes
me feel a great deal worse.

What have you done to our work?

I'm following
your example, of course.

That is not true.

I have never
deceived our followers.

I certainly never
resulted to murder.

Take him home.

How did you know what that was?

I've been on the business end
of one of these a few times.

Diana, can you get that
sliding machine up and running?

Yeah, I'll give it my best shot.

What about them?

Find them a nice little
room in cold storage.

Come on, get up.

Let's go.

You've destroyed
everything we worked for.

Get me a chair, quick!

I think I saw a
medicine case over here.

I'm so sorry, my friends.

Oh, God.

What do you give a man
who's just had a heart attack?

Aspirin.
Best we can do.

Claire left word at the center.

More security forces on
their way. Hurry, please.

Well, our friends will be safe
and comfortable for a while.

You okay?

Oh, don't worry.

It's not the first time
this has happened,

it won't be the last.

Look after yourself.
We haven't much time.

I'll take care of him.

Okay, I think I've got it.

It's damaged but operational.

The main problem is that
the data bank has been wiped.

Meaning?

Well, meaning all I need to do,

is put in a new set
of destination locations

and we should be in business.

Mallory.

What's wrong?

This device is
too badly damaged.

Containment is
deteriorating rapidly.

Look guys, there
may be enough power

only for one of us
to go through.

We'd better decide who
it's going to be fast.

Rembrandt, give me the vial.

No, I'll do it.

What are you doing?

Just call me typhoid Remmy.

Now look, if I survive this,

the Seer, he'll know
if the coast is clear.

Just fix that thing and
you slide with me, all right?

If not,

then you have a good life.

You take care, Mallory.

I'm counting on you, all right?

For family, huh?

Remmy...

No!

The Seer said death
would be immediate.

For the four of us, yes.

But by sending only
one of us through,

we may have altered
that time line.

Look, we may have
just changed the future.

He may still be alive.

Mr. Lebeau, can you
see our friend?

Can you see Rembrandt?

Mr. Lebeau?

I can't get a pulse.

He's gone.

Rembrandt.

What do we do now?