When Time Expires (1997) - full transcript
The disgraced time trouble-shooter Travis Beck now works for the boring, less glamorous bureau of time statistics and calibration. He is sent back in time to put a quarter in a meter located in a small town on the edge of the Nevada desert in a supposedly simple time calibration exercise. However, everything goes haywire right from the start when he materializes naked in front of June Kelly in the desert, twenty miles from the town. He becomes more suspicious of his mission when his ex-partner, Bill Thermot, arrives to protect him during his simple, routine assignment. The mission becomes even more sinister when Travis discovers that June's father, Walter Kelly, is a retired time trouble-shooter who warns him about the team of assassins, led by Rifkin Koss, who are determined to stop Travis at all costs. Soon the mission becomes a deadly race against time for Travis as he tries to unravel the mystery of this seemingly innocuous event in this backwater town and decides what to do to protect the future.
[♪♪♪]
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
[LOUD RUMBLING]
-[DOG BARKING]
-[SWING SQUEAKING]
[♪♪♪]
[RATTLING]
-[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
-[BIRDS CHIRPING]
LANDLORD: It's only got one bed.
But I suppose one
of you fellas could, uh,
sleep on the couch.
[SUITCASE THUDS]
[LOW THUD]
[♪♪♪]
How much for three days?
LANDLORD: Well, I don't
usually charge by the day.
I rent this place out
by the week, or by the month.
BLOND MAN: Well, maybe we can
work something out.
[NOTES RUSTLING]
BLOND MAN:
What about Travis Beck?
Shouldn't he be here already?
No, not if they dropped him
in the desert.
[GUNSHOTS]
[GUN COCKS, GUNSHOT]
[GUN CLICKS, GUN COCKS]
[WIND HOWLING]
[♪♪♪]
I was just, uh, I was just
looking for something.
My duffel bag.
[SIGHS] Should be around here.
That's all right, I see it.
Idiots! Total idiots. [HUFFS]
-Come here, often?
-No.
I didn't think so.
I'm here almost everyday,
and you don't look
all that familiar.
-Maybe it's just the clothes.
-[BREATHES HEAVILY]
-[GRUNTS]
-So--
Is today laundry day? Or...
Look it. I'm just-- [GRUNTS]
I'm just trying
to get to Langston.
Oh! Lanston.
Quite a ways off!
You got a car?
No, actually...
I'm gonna walk.
[♪♪♪]
Oh.
[SIGN CREAKS]
JUNE: See you in town!
[RATTLING]
[TV STATIC]
[♪♪♪]
[ELECTRONIC BUZZING]
[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING]
-[MUFFLED CHATTER FROM TV]
-It's not gonna work.
We'll buy another one.
-[MACHINE WHIRRING]
-[ELECTRONIC BEEPING]
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
-[RAINDROPS PATTERING]
FEMALE TV ANNOUNCER:
You get the whole set, John,
plus the kitchen knives
for an incredible 14.95.
Now, the retail manufacturer's
list price
is almost three times that!
And John, I have to say, that
this a truly incredible value.
-Now, so many times we see--
-[TV STATIC]
[ELECTRONIC BUZZING]
FEMALE TV ANNOUNCER:
...really cut through whatever
you're eating,
because these are serrated.
See the edges?
And this is all just for 14.95.
Now--
You're wrong about me, pal--
[OVERLAPPING MUSIC
PLAYING ON TV]
...you won't believe!
With virtually no money down,
and unlimited financing
for qualified buyers.
So, question is,
"Are you qualified?"
Question is,
"Are you qualified?"
[AUDIO GROWS DISTORTED]
"Are you qualified?"
"Are you qualified?"
-[TV WHIRRING]
-[LOUD BEEPING]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[OVERLAPPING BEEPING]
-[OVERLAPPING CHATTER ECHOES]
-[AUDIO GROWS DISTORTED, FADES]
-[MOTOR BIKE SPEEDING OFF]
-[RAINDROPS PATTERING]
[♪♪♪]
[THUNDER CRACKLING]
[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUFFLED INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[CROWD CHEERING]
-[RODEO ANNOUNCER CHATTERING]
[NEON SIGN BUZZING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER FROM TV]
So that's the great Travis Beck.
BARTENDER: Oh, shoot.
Doesn't look like
a legend to me.
What can I get ya?
-Nice TV.
-[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT]
TRAVIS: Don't suppose
you'd wanna sell it.
No, but I can sell you a beer.
-[POOL BALLS CLACKING]
-Fine. Beer's-- beer's fine.
Thanks.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER FROM TV]
Boy just wanted to buy
my TV set.
JUNE: Hmm.
Tell me some more
about this naked man you seen.
What'd he look like?
Big, small?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER FROM TV]
Oh, I barely remember.
-Who's the girl?
-[POOL BALL RATTLES]
Probably just some local.
You know,
most people would walk 20 miles
just to get out of Lanston.
You did it the other way around.
-Was it good exercise?
-Was what?
The walk.
Yeah. It stopped raining
once I got to the hotel.
So, what's the matter
with the TV in your room?
Bad reception.
My, my.
-I thought that wasn't allowed.
-It's not.
If he talks to her,
he's breaking the rules.
Can I buy you a drink?
-No.
-[TRAVIS SIGHS]
I just don't like people
buying me drinks, that's all.
Sort of a house rule.
-Stayin' in town long?
-Three days.
You sure that's enough time
to see all the sights?
-Sure I can't buy you a drink?
-No.
[CLICKS TONGUE] I'm Travis Beck.
-JUNE: June Kelly.
-June Kelly.
So, what are you
really doin' in town?
Business, I guess.
It's really...
I don't know, it's really hard
to answer that.
Oh, come on.
Say anything.
Use your imagination.
All right.
I'm from another planet,
here on a secret mission
to investigate Earth...
for contact with my people.
On this other planet of yours...
are you married?
[CHUCKLES] No.
-Not even a girlfriend?
-[SIGHS]
You know, I'm, uh, I'm not
from around here, but, uh...
I'd swear you're trying
to pick me up.
Well, I just said
you couldn't buy me a drink.
I didn't say
you couldn't pick me up.
[♪♪♪]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
Well, like I said,
it has everything.
Lamps. Curtains. Chairs.
I've been here before.
Got the grand tour
on prom night.
-When I was 17.
-True love?
[CHUCKLES] No. My boyfriend
at the time, Tom,
had been complaining for weeks
that his truck
was getting too small
for the size
of his affections...
so we rented a room here.
-Was it worth it?
-Not really.
After all that talk...
Tom just lost his nerve.
Among other things.
Spent a good hour
apologizing for it, too.
We just ended up watching TV.
We're not gonna
watch TV, are we?
TRAVIS: No.
[BEEPING]
[CHUCKLES, SIGHS]
[WATCH BEEPING]
We can't do this.
I'm sorry.
Did I do something wrong?
No, you didn't
do nothing wrong.
It's just, uh, it's--
I can't really explain it.
That's all.
It's all right.
I don't need the excuse,
just my coat.
Normally, it doesn't happen
in situations like this.
I suppose you have something
to say about all this.
Well, that's rare.
An interface
with nothing to say.
-[TV BUZZES]
-[IN DISTORTED VOICE]
We got all makes and models.
We got your Chevys,
we got your Fords.
All at prices you won't believe!
-[CLICKS TONGUE]
-With virtually no money down,
and unlimited financing
for qualified buyers.
So, the question is,
"Are you qualified?"
I used to be.
[IN DISTORTED VOICE]
Well, then, come on down
and check out our selection.
You won't be disappointed.
I guess bad reception
wasn't a problem for you?
[IN NORMAL TONE]
Well... [CHUCKLES]
...I'm one of the M-3 Series,
Travis.
We got image correction
built in!
-I can call you Travis, right?
-Yeah, sure.
Too bad about the girl.
But you heard the watch,
you know the rules,
you did good.
Can't change the future.
No, sir.
Ministry doesn't let anyone
change the future
without orders.
-Not even someone like you.
-Uh. I'm tired, all right?
Let's keep the chit-chat
to a minimum, okay?
Oh! Oh, yes, sir.
Yes, sir. You bet.
-Just down to the minimum.
Down to the essentials--
-I checked the parking meter,
and the zone looks clean.
Do we have a time yet?
Uh. No.
The, uh, Ministry wants you
to lay low for a while
so they can work out
a few details,
but still looks like three days.
Fine. Good night.
[♪♪♪]
[GROANS, SIGHS]
-What?
-Oh!
I just... wanted
to let you know that, uh...
it's an honor to work with you.
Yeah, me too. Good night.
Good night.
[TV BUZZES]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[♪♪♪]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDE]
[DOOR CREAKS]
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
You finished aiming,
or do you need me
to stay still for a minute?
[BILL CHUCKLES]
Yeah, that's pretty smart talk
for a guy who doesn't even
lock his door.
[SIGHS] Bill,
what are you doing here?
Not all the natives
are friendly, Travis.
-[PLACES GUN]
-You gotta be more careful.
Stay on your toes.
I hope you didn't come
all this way
to talk about my toes.
-No, it's a local expression.
-I know what it is.
And I thought you'd be happy
to see your old partner.
I am. Now go away.
We gotta talk, Travis.
It's important.
Later.
All right. [SIGHS]
Breakfast across the street.
[GRUNTS]
Eight o'clock.
Whatever.
[DOOR CREAKS, SHUTS]
[♪♪♪]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[CUTLERY CLINKING]
-Want a menu?
-No.
I'd like to know how you got
authorization to come down here.
Oh, I'd like the...
eggs and coffee, please.
How'd you like those eggs?
I guess I'd like that...
Well, don't ask him.
He doesn't know what he wants.
Scrambled.
You don't know
what you want, do you?
No.
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[TRAVIS SIGHS]
-Mingling with the natives?
-I haven't broken any rules.
BILL: No, of course not.
Look, Travis,
I'm not here to harass you.
I know what
you've been going through.
Sending someone like you
to a place like this is just...
Just what I deserve.
I wasn't gonna say that.
TRAVIS: So, who sent you?
Nobody sent me.
I came here to find you!
I mean,
you totally disappeared.
The next thing I hear you're--
you're bumped down
to the Ministry
of Future Analysis.
Like-- like some fourth-class
planet investigator.
-What's going on?
-It was the only job
I could get.
[KETTLE CLINKS]
Thanks. Doing what?
A calibration exercise.
A what?
It's a sequence check.
A timeline analysis.
Yes, but what
are you doing, specifically?
In two days,
I'm supposed to put a quarter
in a parking meter.
[CHUCKLES] You're joking!
No, that's it. I'm just waiting
on word on when to do it.
-Here.
-[PLATE CLATTERS]
I can't believe
they have you doing this.
The Ministry says if I work
as an investigator
for a couple of years,
keep a low profile,
not get into any trouble,
then, they'll consider me
for-- for real work again
Well...
I don't know if it's gonna
make you feel any better
but you're the last investigator
they'll be sending here.
Why is that?
Well, the Ministry
endorsed Earth
to the League for approval.
-Nobody told me about that.
-Oh, yeah. Earth is in.
[SCOFFS] A year from now,
this planet gets
the welcome mat
to the union of peace
and progression.
Well, I'm only gonna be here
for a couple more days, so,
if anyone wants
to send me any postcards,
they'd better hurry up.
They'll be sending flowers
to the funeral, Travis.
What funeral?
I'm talking about your funeral.
Your personal death
in this tiny town.
Somebody hired three assassins
to wipe you out,
and they're all en route here.
[SCOFFS] And you thought
this was gonna be
an easy assignment.
-[CULTERY SCRAPING PLATE]
-They do put ketchup
on these things, right?
[♪♪♪]
So, uh, explain this again.
Why don't we talk
about this funeral thing first?
Now, wait a minute.
I wanna know what
they have you doing here.
I told you, I put a quarter
in the meter, and I walk away.
-[SCOFFS] That's it?
-[SIGHS]
Now, from what I know so far,
there's three of them.
They're outer colony mercenaries
on early parole
from a prison ship.
-Any idea who sent them?
-[SIGHS] Not yet.
Well, they certainly picked
a nice, remote place to find me.
Yeah. But, you could get lucky.
You know, the Ministry
was really tight about security
when I got here.
If it weren't for my rank
and position,
they would've strip-searched me
and... [CHUCKLES]
...sent me naked in the desert.
Well, it must be nice
to have rank and position.
Yeah. Well...
I didn't come here
to talk about what happened
to your career.
-No, no, you go ahead.
-[TRAFFIC RUSHING BY]
[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
Now tech security was strict.
No fancy hardware allowed.
I mean, all they let me
land with was that--
that projectile popgun
I pulled on you.
So I bet even if these guys
get clearance to land,
they're not gonna have
any real weapons with 'em.
They did give you
a weapon, didn't they?
Oh, yeah, a duffel bag,
a change of clothes,
and a soft toothbrush.
[CHUCKLES]
Did they give you an interface?
Yeah, it's not too bright,
but maybe it can help.
How long have you
worked with it?
I just got it. Two days
before I was shipped out.
I wouldn't trust it.
I mean, you don't even know
who programmed it.
We'll use mine instead.
There's gotta be something
I can do.
[SIGHS] Yeah.
Go to the bar and get a drink.
I'll call you
if I find something.
[♪♪♪]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-Looks like your friend's
got a pretty strong stomach.
-[BOTTLE CLINKS]
-Why? What's he drinkin'?
-Everything.
[JUNE SIGHS]
What's in that,
um, green bottle?
That's Scotch.
-Did I have Scotch yet?
-No.
Fine. I'll have Scotch.
-[GLASS THUDS]
-[POURS SCOTCH]
-Thanks.
-[BOTTLE THUDS]
Well, now, he's goin'
by the color of the bottles.
-Hey.
-Hey.
This is my bar.
I don't need the competition.
Look, I thought
you stopped talking to me.
Well, it's a small town.
[SIGHS]
-You're gonna get sick.
-Not on this stuff.
-You sound like my father.
-[BOTTLE CLINKS]
Look, I'm sorry
about last night.
-It was my mistake.
-You wanna make yourself useful?
-Doing what?
-Forget what. Can you stand?
Can you walk?
I can do all sorts of things.
I'm sure you can.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[TRUCK ENGINE RUMBLING]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
-[CAR DOOR THUDS]
-TRAVIS: So,
am I being useful yet?
You will be
when you empty these.
-[LOUD GUNSHOT]
-[GUN COCKS]
-[GUNSHOTS]
-[CANS RATTLING]
All right. The rest are yours.
Ever shot before?
Well, um, nothing like this.
Nothing special about this.
-It's a Remington 760.
-[INHALES]
-You just...
-[GUN COCKS]
...cock it like this
before each shot.
Good. Keep it tight
against the shoulder.
Trick is not
to pull the trigger.
Just squeeze
as you breathe out.
[GUNSHOT]
-[SIGHS]
-Actually, the real trick
is not to drink 'em all
before you shoot at 'em,
but it's more fun this way.
-[GUN COCKS]
-[BULLET RATTLING]
-[GUNSHOT, GUN COCKS]
-[CAN RATTLING]
-[GUNSHOT, GUN COCKS]
-[CAN RATTLING]
-[GUNSHOT]
-[CAN RATTLING]
[GUN COCKS]
You're a real quick learner.
-[♪♪♪]
-GUN DEALER: Well, now,
what we got here.
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-Smith and Wesson, .357 magnum.
We got a couple of
Berreta nine millimeters.
Six-shot.
.44 Magnum. Glock 17.
Now, I can get you 19.
My personal favorite,
the sawed-off pistol grip
12 gauge shotgun.
-And they all
just shoot bullets?
-[SHOTGUN COCKS]
Yeah. They all
just shoot bullets.
What the hell
you boys lookin' for, cannon?
We already have a cannon.
[GUN COCKS]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[FIRE CRACKLES]
-[BOTTLE CLINKS]
-[BOTTLECAP CLATTERS]
So, um, have you lived
in Lanston all your life?
[CLICKS TONGUE] Oh, sure.
Born here. Raised here
I, uh, saw a wheelchair
on the back of your truck.
My father's.
-So he can walk without it?
-He likes to think so.
[BOTTLE THUDS]
Does your mother
take care of him?
Oh, no. She's gone.
She left. I was four.
-Can I ask you something?
-Yeah. Sure.
What happened last night?
Oh, my, um,
watch isn't a watch.
Is there somethin' you want
to tell me about your watch?
-[SIGHS]
-It's okay. You can tell me.
You know that, um,
"I'm from another
planet" story?
Well, it isn't a story.
[CHUCKLES] Okay.
I'm, um...
[♪♪♪]
I'm a planet investigator,
here to perform
a timeline analysis of Earth.
I, um, I shouldn't be--
I shouldn't be telling you this.
No, you go ahead.
I'm from the League
of Planet Progression. It's--
it's a coalition
of about a hundred worlds
from every galaxy.
They look for ways
to bring peace
through the alteration of time.
Uh-huh.
Under the League, there are
two departments, okay?
Um. The Ministry
of Historical Adjustment,
which corrects the past,
and... the Ministry
of Future Analysis
which predicts the future.
-Okay.
-[GRUNTS]
I used to work
for Historical Adjustments.
My partner and I
were a repair team
to save worlds
from future disasters.
Wa-- wa-- was he the guy
you were with in the diner?
The one with the scrambled eggs
and the coffee?
[SIGHS]
Something happened.
There was an accident
and a trial.
I-- I was fired from
Historical Adjustment, and...
[SIGHS] ...ended up
in Future Analysis.
So...
is... everyone else
in these other planets human?
Well, most of us are.
It's a popular model.
What about this...
watch of yours
that isn't a watch?
Um.
[GRUNTS, SIGHS]
Here.
It's a time-flux
continuum sensor.
FCS standard issue
for Ministry agents.
It beeps if I'm-- I'm about
to make a change
I'm not supposed to,
or jeopardize my mission.
And telling me all this
doesn't change the future?
Not if it doesn't beep.
-[COYOTE HOWLS]
-[TRAVIS SIGHS]
I, um, I thought
you weren't gonna look away,
or get quiet on me.
I-- I'm not. It's-- it's just--
it's gettin' late.
Can you drive?
Sure.
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
So, I guess
you didn't believe me.
-[SIGHS]
-Well, I can prove it.
What? You're gonna show me
your space ship?
No, you-- you just have
to kiss me.
I'm not gonna kiss you.
Listen, for some reason,
I'm not supposed to have
any real contact with you.
Maybe it changes things.
Maybe affects my mission.
I don't know.
But what I do know,
it sets my watch off.
-I'm still not gonna kiss you.
-You've already kissed me!
But that's before I knew
you belong
in a mental institution.
Well. Oh.
Now I'm insane. Great.
All right. One kiss.
-Pull over.
-Forget it.
Just pull over.
-[KEYS JINGLING]
-[MUSIC SHUTS OFF]
So, what kinda kiss
are we talkin' about?
Well, it's-- it's late,
and I-- I have to get back
to the asylum.
Shut up.
Well...
I don't hear anything.
[SIGHS] Well...
Maybe it's not just
about the kiss,
that sets it off. It...
it might be about the intensity.
Okay.
Let's try this.
[SMOOCHING]
[WATCH BEEPING]
[WATCH BEEPING]
[WATCH BEEPING]
Well, I'll be damned.
-[KEYS JINGLING]
-[CAR ENGINE TURNS OVER]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
So, you're supposed to put
a quarter
in this meter
in two days.
Something to do
with a parking ticket.
No wonder you're drinking.
That's a lot of responsibility.
I think I should go now.
Um. Can you drive?
Yes.
I can drive!
So, you wanna, um,
you think you wanna have
breakfast in the morning?
You know where to find me.
[TRUCK DOOR OPENS, SHUTS]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
Yeah.
[♪♪♪]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[TV BEEPS, WHIRS]
[IN DISTORTED VOICE]
Hey, partner.
What are you looking at?
You know,
I'm just an M-3 series.
I wasn't designed
to be real smart, but, uh,
I can tell
when something's wrong.
Two days before I shipped out...
they replaced
my usual interface with you.
-No reason. No explanation.
-Oh, that, well...
-Don't you trust me?
-No.
Well, I wasn't gonna
tell you this, but, uh,
two days
before you shipped out,
your usual interface quit.
Mm-hmm. That's right. It quit.
It asked to be reassigned
'cause it didn't wanna work
with you,
and there wasn't an interface
in the whole Ministry
that would.
Except me.
I volunteered 'cause...
I never believed
that damned scandal,
and I never thought
you were guilty.
So I didn't give a damn
if I was branded
as a murder's sidekick.
You have access
to Ministry prediction files,
don't you?
Yeah. Some.
I wanna know more
about by mission here.
I wanna know more
about this parking meter.
You mean you wanna know
what changes the Ministry
predicts will happen
after you put the quarter in?
No. I wanna know
what happens if I don't.
Follow that parking ticket.
Any events that follow.
I wanna know who's supposed
to get it, who gives it.
Everything that happens
because of it.
Well, I... [GRUNTS]
I think that's classified.
Then un-classify it. Break in.
Pretend you're another computer.
-Lie. Cheat. Steal.
-But... [MUMBLES]
You wanna be
a murderer's sidekick,
don't you?
-Yeah! Uh. I guess.
-Then get me those files.
-Oh, Lordy.
-[DOOR OPENS]
You're gonna fry our ass
for this.
[DOOR SHUTS]
[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-EVANGELIST ON TV:
And I could feel his...
-[TV PLAYING CHURCH MUSIC]
-BILL: Yeah?
-Yeah, it's me.
-All right.
I got good news
and bad news.
-[EVANGELIST CONTINUES CHATTING]
-Give me two minutes, will you?
-He discovered that his wife
had been living a life of sin!
She felt it was best
to lie to him.
But when she lied to him,
she lied to God!
-For nothing so hurts
the love of God...
-Is there nothing else on TV?
-...than when we
escape the truth.
-[TAP SQUEAKS]
-[SHOWER RUNNING]
-The truth with ourselves,
and to God... is sacred!
Why don't you
check your records?
I was in adjustments. HAS1146.
-[MUSIC FADES]
-I know who you are,
Travis Beck.
Well, you could've
said somethin'.
Bill and I have a difference
of opinion about you.
Oh, really?
I feel you have
disgraced the Ministry.
You have committed
the greatest sin
that any man can ever commit.
Well, you're
a friendly interface,
aren't you?
You betrayed the trust
of your department.
You altered the unalterable.
Now the voices of pain
still cry out for justice.
-[TAP SQUEAKS]
-Look, I just asked...
-[SHOWER SHUTS OFF]
-...if there was anything on TV.
I didn't ask for another trial.
Well, you are on trial here.
Here on Earth.
Here to pay
for your forgotten sins.
-Hey! Cut it out!
-[HITS TV]
I was just about
to change the channel.
Sorry about that.
It just picked
that station by itself.
Tell him what you found.
EVANGELIST: Well,
Bill suggested that
I check the SK system
for flight records.
Now, outside of Bill
and yourself,
no other landing requests
have been approved.
However, in the past 48 hours,
three requests
have been denied.
Give him the reason.
EVANGELIST:
Well, the passengers
violated Article 422.
They refused
hardware inspection.
Like I said,
no fancy stuff allowed.
You lucked out.
[SHAVING CAN SQUIRTING]
I guess I know
what the bad news is.
Well, these guys were
probably armed to the teeth.
They're not foolin' around
with me, are they?
Hey, Travis.
You were the Ministry hot shot.
They're not takin' any chances.
Oh, boy. [HISSES]
Can you believe these things?
No wonder
these people need help.
So... look, it's not over yet.
What do you say you and I
go for a drink?
Yeah, sure.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[POOL BALLS CLACKING]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[JUKEBOX CLICKS]
-MAN AT BAR: Cowabunga!
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHUCKLES] Look at them.
-[TRAVIS SIGHS]
-Hitting balls with sticks.
Throwing pointed objects.
It's hard to believe
the Ministry approved
a place this.
You're a planet snob.
Well...
So, what about you
and this waitress?
I met her in the desert.
-Spending any time with her?
-Little bit.
You think that's a good idea?
Probably not.
It seems you oughta be
a little more careful,
that's all.
So, what're you gonna do,
report me?
[SCOFFS] Of course not.
It's just that dating
the locals
is hardly Ministry protocol,
is it?
Look, if I bend the rules a bit
to keep me from going insane,
I don't need you
quoting me the book.
-Maybe my interface was right.
-Oh, come on. Meaning what?
Meaning maybe you are on trial,
to see if you can still
follow the rules.
-[SIGHS]
-BILL: I better go back
and get to work...
-[BOTTLE THUDS]
-...saving your ass.
[JUKEBOX CLICKS]
Looks like his buddy, Bill,
left with some angry words.
Maybe they're not
friends anymore.
[POOL BALLS CLACKING]
[SIGHS]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Hey. Can I buy you a drink?
No. I already got one.
Maybe you'd like a stool
to sit down on.
No. I'm standin' just fine.
Is the hotel comfortable?
You having
a good time up there?
Let me guess.
You're a friend of June's.
TOM: No, you see,
I'm more than a friend,
and you got her drunk,
and you took advantage of her,
you dumb shit!
Look, buddy. If you like June,
that's great.
If you love June,
that's great too.
Just leave me out of it.
Why don't we
take this outside?
-[CASH REGISTER CLINKS]
-[TRAVIS INHALES]
[BOTTLES CLINKING]
[BREATHES DEEPLY] Fine.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
All right.
Let's get this over with.
[TRUCK RATTLING]
-[GRUNTS]
-MAN: Whoo! Get him, Tom!
All right. [BREATHES HEAVILY]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
-[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
-[YELLS, GRUNTS]
-[GRUNTS]
-[GRUNTS]
-[TOM GRUNTS]
-[SHOTGUN COCKS]
Let him go, friend.
Nice and easy.
-[WATCH BEEPING RAPIDLY]
-[PANTS, GRUNTS]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
WALTER: About time
you got dinner.
-[GRUNTS]
-[CUTLERY SCRAPING BOWL]
Only in town
for three days, huh?
What?
That fella you talked about.
Yeah. I think so.
Where'd he say he was from?
Think he said
he was from New York.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
-[PICKS UP PHONE]
-JUNE: Hello?
No, now's not a good time.
When? All right, bye.
[FOOTSTEPS]
He's in jail.
Nothin' but trouble, June.
That kinda man always is
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
PRISONER: I ain't
drunk anymore, Sheriff.
You can let me out now.
I'm dry as a bone.
[CELL DOOR OPENS]
[CELL DOOR SHUTS]
-JUNE: Thanks.
-[CELL DOOR LOCKS]
-[FOOSTEPS RECEDING]
-PRISONER: Let me speak
to my lawyer, Sheriff.
I'm sorry about what happened.
Tom and I dated
once in high school.
He can get
a little overprotective.
Guess he never
got over prom night.
[SIGHS]
I talked to the Sheriff.
He says you aren't cooperating.
Not even tellin' him
your name.
In fact, he says
you're not talkin' at all.
-Well, aren't you
even gonna talk to me?
-[PRISONER COUGHING]
Oh! Your watch. Jesus.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[GRUNTS] June,
I told you his watch
is in the property room
along with his wallet and keys.
And that's where
it's all gonna stay,
unless he starts talking.
Look, Tom's the one
who should be in jail.
I haven't been able
to have a man buy me a drink
in years because of Tom.
June, why don't you
just marry Tom,
and put him out of his misery?
Can't you see
the boy likes you?
He's been pining for you
for years.
Now I'm not just saying this
because he's my son.
But I think you should
give him a second chance.
If you could just give this man
his watch back, I'm...
sure he'd be very talkative.
He's got a thing
about his watch.
It means a lot to him.
-[CHAIR SQUEAKS]
-[SIGHS]
Deputy. Get this man his watch.
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[TRUCK DOOR OPENS]
[CAR RUSHING BY]
I didn't have to come here,
you know.
[SIGHS] I owe you one.
Why do you do this to yourself?
What's the matter with you?
It's a Ministry rule.
If you lose the watch,
you don't talk.
You never know if what you say
might change the future.
-I don't even know why I asked.
-[KEYS JINGLING]
[TRUCK ENGINE TURNS OVER]
[♪♪♪]
-[KEYS JINGLING]
-[DOOR CREAKS]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[TRAVIS SIGHS]
I guess I don't have
to tell you, they were here.
[SIGHS]
Came down about an hour ago
to tell you what I found.
[SIGHS] I saw this.
Too bad about your interface.
Where were you?
Around.
You know what
they were looking for?
No.
Well, I finally
got our information
from the private sector.
Seems our assassins
hired an EDS drop ship.
Two of them were here
even before you landed.
-What about Ministry security?
-You know the Ministry.
They said, well,
we can't be responsible
for every speck of dust
that falls from the sky.
But they are organizing
a committee to look into it.
What about the third man?
There's a second drop ship
coming into the sector
tomorrow.
My bet is it's the leader's.
I mean, that's why
they haven't moved on you.
[♪♪♪]
[SIGHS]
You want my advice?
Sure.
Forfeit the mission.
Get out while you can.
I can't do that.
You gotta face it, Travis.
You're not
a top Ministry agent anymore.
You're a fourth-class
investigator.
They're not gonna lift a finger
to protect you.
I can't leave here.
[SIGHS] It's about
the scandal, isn't it?
[SIGHS] Look, there's no shame
in what you did.
Look...
if these men want
to kill me for what I've done,
then I'm staying right here.
Only a guilty man runs...
and I'm not guilty.
[SIGHS]
You don't have to stay here.
This isn't your fight.
I just need your gun.
[DOOR SHUTS]
[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[♪♪♪]
This one here's
a pretty good deal.
I need something
with a sharp picture,
and an "F" type connector.
Oh, you mean cable-ready.
-Does this one work?
-Sure.
Let you have that one
for 150,
since I haven't
got the remote for it.
[TRAVIS SIGHS]
All I got is 120.
All right.
You know, you don't hear
too many people calling that
-an "F" connector.
-[CASH REGISTER DINGS]
Was a couple of guys in here
the other day, though.
Called it the same thing
you did.
Did they just move into town?
Oh, I don't know
about moving in.
I think they just rented
a place down here.
Across from the hotel.
[TV STATIC BUZZING]
[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-[LOUD THUD]
-[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
[CURRENT BUZZES]
-[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-[CURRENT BUZZES]
Jesus Christ!
What the hell is going on here?
I was gonna ask you
the same question.
Well, the guys who broke in here
weren't local sons of bitches.
Knew I was here!
Flipped me over from behind,
then yanked the plug.
Even tried to take me with them,
but I gave 'em about 220 volts,
that changed
their goddamned mind.
Did you get the files I wanted?
No. I didn't get
any files you wanted.
I was attacked.
You're not inspiring me
with trust.
Well, I got
a little show for you.
This is the last five seconds
I saw before I was unplugged.
Now, watch that mirror
just over your bed there.
There's a nice,
little reflection of the room.
[CHUCKLES]
Now, take a look at this.
[TV BEEPS]
-I can't see a damned thing.
-Hold on,
hold on for
a little image correction, huh?
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, CHIMING]
-[ELECTRONIC BEEPING]
-CAR SALESMAN: Not bad
for an M-3, huh?
Now run a check
with every prison ship
you can get access to.
I wanna match this face
with every parole order
in the last few weeks.
That I can do.
Has the Ministry made up
its mind on this parking meter?
Well, they just gave the order.
The quarter goes in
at exactly 8:01 in the morning.
Good work
-Trust me yet?
-Get me those Ministry files.
[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
[♪♪♪]
[DOOR CREAKS]
-[TAPS SQUEAKS]
-[WATER RUNNING]
[♪♪♪]
[♪♪♪]
[CUTLERY CLINKING]
My father told me
not to talk to you anymore.
That's understandable.
Don't get excited,
but there's two men
at the back table
wearing the same watch as you.
[SLURPS, SIGHS]
-[SLURPS]
-Friends of yours?
-[CUP CLINKS]
-[TRAFFIC RUMBLING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
Okay, I'll try
and keep this simple.
This is a small town,
but until
your glorious leader comes,
this is my town.
So if you pigs want
to get a cup of coffee,
I suggest you go
someplace else.
Do you understand
what I'm saying?
I'm sorry. Maybe you boys
didn't ace the English test.
I said get out of here.
[BEEPING]
That's what I thought.
You're not allowed
to make a scene, but I will.
Now if your leader
comes in tonight,
you tell him to meet me
across the street at the bar.
-We'll meet on the bridge.
-[BLOND MAN SIGHS]
[DINER DOORBELL DINGS]
[DOOR CREAKS]
I, um, think I might need
some target practice.
[GUNSHOTS]
So, who were those guys?
[BULLETS RATTLING]
For once, you're not being
very talkative about things.
-Dad wants you to have dinner
with us tonight.
-[REVOLVER CLICKS]
It's not a big thing.
-Our house is ten minutes
from town.
-[SIGHS]
Look... he didn't ask me
for anything.
He asked for this.
And it'd mean a lot to me
if you came.
All right. All right.
[CICADAS CHIRPING]
[CUTLERY CLINKING]
June tells me you were in jail.
Just a bar fight.
A misunderstanding.
-[KNIFE SCRAPING PLATE]
-Ain't nothing
to misunderstand about Tom.
Boy's been an idiot
all his life.
June, honey,
is there anymore of this corn?
Sure.
So, you're leaving tomorrow?
Yeah. I gotta get back
to New York. Go back to work.
-Travel a lot?
-A bit.
Hmm.
Dad used to travel a lot.
Four time
all-around rodeo champ.
All these trophies are his.
-Steak okay, Dad?
-Is there any salt?
Forgot.
You want a beer, Travis?
No, I'm fine. Thanks.
Yeah.
I used to live
for these trophies.
Had myself quite a reputation
for a while.
That's how I met my wife.
But then, life has a sense
of humor every now and then.
Ten years of rodeoing,
and I break my back
in a car accident.
Trying to buy a carton of milk.
Amazing how a carton of milk
can ruin a man's life.
[SIGHS] June, honey, I'd like
to talk to Travis alone
for a while.
Dad, Travis has to be
somewhere later.
It's okay. I can talk.
It's all right.
-[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
-[DOOR SHUTS]
You are so full of shit.
Excuse me?
You never laid eyes
on New York, and...
I think you travel a lot.
I... I don't know
what you mean.
Sure you do.
June says you
wouldn't talk in jail
till you got
your watch back.
Now if that ain't
Ministry protocol,
I don't what is.
I don't wear mine anymore.
It's almost thirty years old,
and barely tells the time.
But I still keep it upstairs
just for laughs.
I thought the Ministry
stopped sending investigators
to Lanston.
-What department were you in?
-Future analysis. Fourth class.
-Does June know?
-WALTER: No.
Came here to raise a family,
start a new life,
not confuse one.
How did it happen?
Same way it always does.
I fell in love.
I wasn't anybody
with the League,
but I thought I could be
someone here.
So,
I petitioned the Ministry.
Filed an RJ-11 dismissal.
Eventually they gave it to me.
Things didn't work out
like I wanted.
People should stay
where they belong.
So, why'd you bring me here?
I want you
to take June with you.
There's nothing I can do
about that.
My daughter
doesn't belong here.
But she won't leave this town
'cause she doesn't think
I can take care of myself.
Well, I can.
-I think June just wants
to be happy here.
-Bullshit.
I've watched that little girl
spend her entire life
trying to be happy.
Trying to figure out
who she was,
and where she belongs.
But she can't,
because she's different.
She's half of what we are!
Explorer and traveler.
It's in her blood.
And I don't want her paying
for my mistakes anymore.
Now, you're a Ministry agent.
You got connections.
People you can talk to.
Favors you can ask for.
You can make this happen
for her.
I don't have any connections.
I don't have anybody
I can talk to.
Nobody's gonna do me any favors.
There was a time when I...
when I could've done
something for her but...
but not anymore. Not here.
You got problems
with the Ministry?
-I got all sorts of problems.
-Why don't you
tell me about 'em?
There's nothing you can do.
You best let me decide
what I can do.
[♪♪♪]
-[DOG BARKING]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
Sorry about that.
Sometimes he just likes
to feel like he's in control.
No, that's all right.
-He just loves you very much.
-[SCOFFS]
[SNIFFLES] Before the accident,
we were gonna open
a riding school here.
We'd both teach it together.
Well...
it's getting late.
Drive back.
Yeah.
[CAR ENGINE RUMBLING]
I... I can't see you anymore.
Well, I won't let this
drag out too long.
Here. I know you probably have
one of your own, but...
if you're really gonna
do this thing,
I wanted you to use mine.
[SIGHS]
You, um, you can't come
near the hotel in the morning.
Promise me that.
All right.
[KISSES] Good bye, June.
[♪♪♪]
[TRUCK ENGINE GROWS DISTANT]
[♪♪♪]
RADIO ANNOUNCER:
It's 8:15, looks like
it's gonna rain again tonight,
so here's a tune for all you
lonely truckers out there.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
MALE SINGER ON RADIO:
♪ She used to hold me ♪
♪ Sometimes, she'd scold me ♪
♪ To tell me when things
Wasn't right ♪
-You can't do that.
-♪ Here she'd date me ♪
-Why not?
-♪ Now, she berates me ♪
-Because that's not
how the game is played.
-♪ My mother ♪
-You have to follow the rules.
-♪ My sister, my wife ♪
♪ She used to change me ♪
-♪ Now she complains me ♪
-I don't see why we can't
just kill him right now.
-♪ All night... ♪
-Because we have
to follow the rules.
-♪ I bring home the bacon
to her bellyachin' ♪
-[DOOR CREAKS OPENS]
♪ She's my lover ♪
RIFKIN: Heard you boys
were looking
for some real weapons.
-[LOUD THUD]
-RIFKIN: Turn that radio off.
Let's get to work.
-[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-[GROANS]
I don't think raiding
the Ministry's prediction files
was such a good idea.
Why, what happened?
I did like you said. I lied,
and I cheated and I stole,
and I got in for
about three seconds
before they cut me off.
-So, you didn't get anything.
-[SIGHS] No. I got something.
You better take a look.
Now you see all these?
These are visual representation
of all the future files I got.
Everything involving
that damned parking meter
for the next year.
-Look at 'ern!
-Stop. Don't panic.
Aw, but I don't even know
what the hell I'm looking for!
I don't even know
where to begin!
Well, I do, and we'll take it
step-by-step.
OTHER MAN: Not bad.
Looks sort of like
a T-88 short-range disrupter.
RIFKIIN: Yeah, but this model
just burns flesh.
[♪♪♪]
It's so nice to see boys smiling
when they have the right toys.
Lady, we didn't come here
to play with toys.
Of course not.
We have special orders
for you, darlings.
Now let's talk about
that parking ticket.
CAR SALESMAN: The man who gets
the parking ticket tomorrow
is Hal Fansten.
Now, he owns a hardware store
in town.
He gets the ticket
at 8:01 a.m.,
and he decides to fight
it in court.
His hearing is in one week.
He loses the case,
he pays the ticket,
then he goes home.
Month later, he sells the car.
Two months after that,
he buys a new one.
-Now, there's no major change
in this man's life, or--
-Stop.
All right?
-Why does he sell the car?
-Travis...
people on this planet
like cars.
They change 'em all the time.
But people on this planet
don't live two months
without one.
-Not without a reason.
-All right.
All right.
I'm checking. I'm checking.
Well. Apparently,
our Mr. Fanston...
has a little financial trouble.
Sells the car to pay
for a lawyer.
Seems like
there's a lawsuit here.
Nothing ever seems
to happen with, though.
-I think the charges
are dropped.
-Follow the lawsuit.
Some women trips
on his briefcase,
and sues him for negligence.
-At the courthouse.
-What?
She trips at the courthouse
on the same day
where he fights the ticket.
Eh, well, looks like
you're right. Uh...
[CLICKS TONGUE]
That's where she falls,
falls down the stairs,
and in the hospital.
-Follow the woman.
-She's a Belinda Hosworth,
wife of a Texas Senator,
Raymond Hosworth.
-A senator.
-Oh, well, he don't seem
to amount to much.
He loses the election next year.
Does he visit her
in the hospital?
Look, I only got access
to future predictions,
like tickets, uh, court cases,
hospital bills.
I can't really tell you
if the man was a good husband!
On the day she was admitted
to the hospital,
is there any record
of what the...
what the husband did?
I have a record
of what he didn't do.
He, uh, he was supposed to be
in Congress voting on a bill.
What was the bill?
Uh. Raising
the nuclear security budget.
-And what was the vote?
-Defeated by one.
His?
Yeah.
[SIGHS]
You rotten apple,
don't let him get away!
-[GRUNTING]
-[GUNSHOT]
-[HORSES GALLOPING]
[KNOCKING]
[♪♪♪]
I didn't think
you'd still be here.
Yeah, well, I stayed in case
you changed your mind.
-[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
Well, well,
if it isn't the heretic.
-[LOUD BUZZ]
-[CABLE RATTLES]
Something on your mind?
I don't think those men
were sent to kill me.
I don't... I don't know.
I don't think
they came here on vacation.
Now you said Earth was already
accepted by the League, right?
Right.
So, when does
the welcoming committee arrive?
About a year.
And they'll probably have
1,500 ships and diplomats
with them.
What if Earth wasn't here?
Well, what do you mean,
not here?
What I'm saying is,
what if Earth's a dead planet?
A dust ball. Uh...
Destroyed by some
future nuclear accident.
Well... [SIGHS]
I think the Ministry
would be able to predict
something like that.
What if they didn't?
What if they just
figured it out?
[CLICKS TONGUE, SIGHS]
I'm guessing they'd have
a lot of explaining to do.
Forget explaining.
It would be political suicide.
Everything would shut down.
People fired. Heads would roll.
So, you're saying, what?
That the Earth
is gonna self-destruct
before the year is over?
I think the Ministry
made a big mistake
about Earth's future,
and they're tying
to cover it up by changing it.
And just how would they
go about covering up
something like that?
By doing something small.
Something routine.
Something no one would notice.
Like putting a quarter
in a parking meter.
[CLICKS TONGUE]
Right.
So, they sent you to do this
one last calibration exercise,
which in reality, sets off
a series of events
-which save the planet.
-And saves everybody's job.
[LAUGHS] Come on, Travis!
They send three killers
across the entire galaxy
for that?
Listen, if the League wanted
to stop you,
they'd just cancel the mission.
-They don't need
a death squad for that.
-[GLASS CLINKS]
But the League wants proof
of a conspiracy.
So, they sent these men
to find out what you know?
No, they sent you.
The assassins
were just back-up.
[♪♪♪]
What?
Sure, Bill. Small town.
My life in danger.
You come down here to warn me.
My ex-partner.
Someone I trust.
Asking questions.
Of course, I'd tell you
if I was part
of a Ministry plot.
Did you work this out yourself,
or did you get some help
from your interface?
My interface saw one
of these men, Bill.
It matched a face
on a parole order.
And your name was on it.
Your name was on that order.
I just need to know why.
You know, Travis...
I think you're taking
your theory a little too far,
and I'm not liking it.
-[CHUCKLES]
-[WATCH BEEPING]
[♪♪♪]
Just tell me it's not true.
[RAPID BEEPING]
-[WATCHES BEEPING]
-[BOTTLE CLINKS]
[GUNSHOTS]
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[BEEPING SLOWS DOWN]
-[BEEPING FADES]
-[WIND HOWLING]
[♪♪♪]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[DISTANT COYOTES HOWLING]
[STREAM GURGLING]
Where's Bill?
He's dead.
[FOOTSTEP APPROACHING]
You know, the League said
they wanted you dead.
I thought it was a mistake.
Some kind of a joke.
I mean, you were almost a hero.
But then again, the scandal
took care of that, didn't it?
You boys want to hear about...
the famous Travis Beck?
Beck and his buddy Bill
were sent back in time
to stop some solar experiments.
Experiment that was supposed
to make some sun go supernova.
Apparently, Travis here
made a mistake.
Something couldn't be fixed,
and that sun...
-[CLOUDS RUMBLING]
-...it blew up real good.
And all those planets,
and all those people
died with it. [CHUCKLES]
I didn't come here
for a history lesson.
Wasn't your fault, Beck.
It was Bill
who made that mistake.
And the League has evidence
to prove it.
He pinned it on you
to save his own career.
So, the League sent Bill here,
or they'd release the evidence.
That was the idea,
but you killed him.
Now it's our job
to find out about this meter.
Come on, Beck.
We're going to kill you
before you put that quarter in,
so just tell use what that does.
Give us something
we can prove in court,
and we'll let you live.
The League
releases the evidence.
You become a hero again.
Get your old job back,
your rank, everything.
And the proof you need is
to see Earth's real future
if I don't put that quarter in.
It's that simple?
What if I wanted
to take somebody off planet?
We can't authorize that.
The League has to show
that we didn't alter anything.
Everything has
to remain... as is.
I need time.
You got until midnight.
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
-[RAIN POUNDING]
RADIO ANNOUNCER: Well, folks,
we got ourselves
another storm out there.
If you're driving home tonight,
I'd be careful, it is a mess,
-and I mean a big one.
-[DOOR CREAKS]
RADIO ANNOUNCER:
We got 1-40 closed
between Amarillo and Route 287.
We've had a couple
of nasty spills.
-A big rig north of Lanston...
-The lock was busted,
so I waited.
-Waited for what?
-RADIO ANNOUNCER: ...piled up.
Two people
are critically injured,
and police is still tryin'
to clear the mess over there.
I heard they're trying
to bring in the rescue...
[RADIO ANNOUNCER
SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
I don't usually wear
this shade of lipstick.
You think it's too dark?
June, I don't know what
you think you're doing here,
but you can't stay here.
-[THROWS LIPSTICK]
-Is that a Ministry rule?
No, this is, uh,
this is my rule.
[SIGHS]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
Recognize this?
It's my father's Ministry watch.
Standard issue for 1968.
No. He said you probably
wouldn't recognize it.
-Before your time I guess.
-[THROWS WATCH]
TRAVIS: He told you?
Oh, yeah.
You just thought you and that
watch of yours could tiptoe
through our little town
and not change a thing, right?
So much
for your little plan, Travis.
Look, I understand how
this must--
You're gonna ruin
everything for me,
take it all the way.
Don't just send me home
with a kiss on the cheek.
Give me something
worth remembering.
-[CAR ENGINE RUMBLING]
-[RADIO ANNOUNCER
CHATTERING ON RADAIO]
...and remember,
stay home, be safe,
and enjoy this song.
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[WATCH BEEPING]
-[WATCH BEEPING]
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[RAPID BEEPING]
[THUNDER CONTINUES RUMBLING]
[RAPID BEEPING]
[CLOUDS RUMBLING]
[ELECTRONIC WHIRRING]
[ELECTRONIC WHIRRING]
[CLOUDS RUMBLING]
[WATCH BEEPS]
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
-[DOOR SHUTS]
-[TRUCK ENGINE RUMBLING]
-[RAIN THRUMMING PAVEMENT]
[♪♪♪]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
What the hell have you done?
Have you gone deaf?
Didn't you hear the watch?
That was
a mission jeopardy alarm.
-My mission was in jeopardy
before I even got down here.
-[GRUNTS]
All you gotta do
is tell these guys
what you know about the meter.
I'm not gonna tell them
a goddamned thing.
Oh, sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus!
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
You've gotta tell them!
You can't beat these guys
with a goddamned .38 revolver!
[PANTS]
We'll see about that.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[♪♪♪]
Now, listen to me.
You forget about that meter,
and put that gun down.
You wanna save planets? Fine.
There's lots of planets
out there.
Good ones, worth saving.
But don't risk your life
for Earth!
I want you to send a message
to the Ministry.
Tell 'em I know everything
about the meter,
and I'm ready to negotiate
my terms.
[♪♪♪]
[KNOCKING]
RIFKIN: Beck? Time's up.
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
Don't do it, partner.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[RAPID BEEPING]
-[GUNSHOT]
-[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
-[LASER BUZZING]
-[CURRENT BUZZING]
[♪♪♪]
[BULLETS RATTLING]
-[REVOLVER CLICKS]
-[GRUNTS]
-[CLOUDS RUMBLING]
-[BULLETS RATTLING]
[DOOR CRASHES]
-[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
-[LASERS BUZZING]
-[GROANS]
-[PANTS]
[♪♪♪]
[WIND HOWLING]
-RIFKIN: Beck.
-[LASER BUZZING]
[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
[LASERS BUZZING]
-[GRUNTS]
-[GUNSHOTS]
[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
[GASPS]
[GRUNTS]
[♪♪♪]
[GRENADE BEEPING]
-[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
-[CURRENT BUZZING]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[WINCES]
-[GRUNTS]
-RIFKIN: Still think
you're a hero, don't you?
-Now!
-[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
RIFKIN: Is your little secret
about this meter so important
you have to die for it, huh?
-[CURRENT BUZZING]
-[RIFKIN GRUNTS]
[PANTS]
[EERIE WHIRRING]
[SIGHS]
[♪♪♪]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[CUTLERY CLINKING]
Yeah, I think
I'll have the number four.
Can I get bacon
with that instead?
-[SIRENS WAILIING]
-MALE CUSTOMER: Ma'am?
-[PAPER RUSTLING]
-Ma'am?
-JUNE: I can't stay here.
-WALTER: June, you let him be.
And don't get near that hotel.
There's nothin'
you can do there. He's fine.
-Now, I got some things
I gotta tend to... June!
-[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR SHUTS]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[CUTLERY CLINKING]
[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
[COINS JINGLING]
-Sneaking out the back,
lover boy?
-[GROANS]
-Now we can talk!
-[BARRELS RATTLING]
[TRAVIS GRUNTING]
-[TRAFFIC RUMBLING]
-[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
What happened?
Ah, somebody busted up
the second floor last night.
Fired some shots.
Kicked some doors.
-Was anybody hurt?
-SHERIFF: Nah.
But we got a hotel guest
says he saw guys
with laser guns,
if you can believe it.
[CHUCKLES]
[GROANS, GRUNTS]
-Laser guns. [CHUCKLES]
-[TRUCK ENGINE TURNS OVER]
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
[♪♪♪]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[CAR APPROACHING]
-[GROANS, GRUNTS]
-[MACHINE HUMMING]
-I was just gonna
put a quarter in.
-Not even your truck, June.
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
[GROANS, GRUNTS]
-[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
-[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
-[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
-You wouldn't dare.
Tell the Ministry I said hi.
-[CURRENT BUZZING]
-[COINS JINGLING]
[CHUCKLES]
[♪♪♪]
[CHUCKLES] Whatever.
TRAVIS: June.
-Oh, my God, Travis!
Stay still.
I'll get an ambulance.
-[GRUNTS]
-The meter.
-It's okay, I did it.
Everything's okay.
[BEEPING]
-What happening? What's wrong?
-[BEEPING SLOWS DOWN]
-[IN RASPY VOICE]
I did what I could.
-[BEEPING SLOWS DOWN]
-I'll do what I can.
-[BEEPING SLOWS DOWN]
[WIND HOWLING]
[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
[♪♪♪]
[TRUCK ENGINE RUMBLING]
-SHERIFF: You sure you're okay?
-I'm fine.
SHERIFF: Well, tell your mum
and dad I said hello.
I will.
-Thanks!
-SHERIFF: Bye.
-[SADDLE CLINKING]
-[HORSES NEIGHING]
[HORSE GALLOPS, GRUNTS]
You all right?
I'm fine, fainted right
on Main Street,
guess I'm not eating right.
[SIGHS] You want me
to start that guy for you?
-What guy?
-Fellow down by the fence.
Says he wants lessons everyday.
Asked for you.
-For me?
-Yeah.
I'll start him.
-Uh-huh?
-I'm fine!
[♪♪♪]
[HORSES NEIGHING]
-Hey there.
-Hi.
These, uh, these are
really incredible animals.
-Yes they are.
-Yeah.
-I'm, uh, I'm Travis Beck.
-June Kelly.
Pleasure.
So, Dad says you quit your job.
[SIGHS] Well, the company
I was working for
was really stiff.
And they didn't like me
changing things.
Well, what'd you do?
Stopped a guy
from buying a carton of milk,
and he got all upset.
-No wonder you quit.
-[HORSE NEIGHS]
The worst part was having
to wear a watch all the time.
This your first time
in Lanston?
Uh. Sort of.
I think you're gonna
like it here.
[♪♪♪]
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
[LOUD RUMBLING]
-[DOG BARKING]
-[SWING SQUEAKING]
[♪♪♪]
[RATTLING]
-[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
-[BIRDS CHIRPING]
LANDLORD: It's only got one bed.
But I suppose one
of you fellas could, uh,
sleep on the couch.
[SUITCASE THUDS]
[LOW THUD]
[♪♪♪]
How much for three days?
LANDLORD: Well, I don't
usually charge by the day.
I rent this place out
by the week, or by the month.
BLOND MAN: Well, maybe we can
work something out.
[NOTES RUSTLING]
BLOND MAN:
What about Travis Beck?
Shouldn't he be here already?
No, not if they dropped him
in the desert.
[GUNSHOTS]
[GUN COCKS, GUNSHOT]
[GUN CLICKS, GUN COCKS]
[WIND HOWLING]
[♪♪♪]
I was just, uh, I was just
looking for something.
My duffel bag.
[SIGHS] Should be around here.
That's all right, I see it.
Idiots! Total idiots. [HUFFS]
-Come here, often?
-No.
I didn't think so.
I'm here almost everyday,
and you don't look
all that familiar.
-Maybe it's just the clothes.
-[BREATHES HEAVILY]
-[GRUNTS]
-So--
Is today laundry day? Or...
Look it. I'm just-- [GRUNTS]
I'm just trying
to get to Langston.
Oh! Lanston.
Quite a ways off!
You got a car?
No, actually...
I'm gonna walk.
[♪♪♪]
Oh.
[SIGN CREAKS]
JUNE: See you in town!
[RATTLING]
[TV STATIC]
[♪♪♪]
[ELECTRONIC BUZZING]
[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING]
-[MUFFLED CHATTER FROM TV]
-It's not gonna work.
We'll buy another one.
-[MACHINE WHIRRING]
-[ELECTRONIC BEEPING]
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
-[RAINDROPS PATTERING]
FEMALE TV ANNOUNCER:
You get the whole set, John,
plus the kitchen knives
for an incredible 14.95.
Now, the retail manufacturer's
list price
is almost three times that!
And John, I have to say, that
this a truly incredible value.
-Now, so many times we see--
-[TV STATIC]
[ELECTRONIC BUZZING]
FEMALE TV ANNOUNCER:
...really cut through whatever
you're eating,
because these are serrated.
See the edges?
And this is all just for 14.95.
Now--
You're wrong about me, pal--
[OVERLAPPING MUSIC
PLAYING ON TV]
...you won't believe!
With virtually no money down,
and unlimited financing
for qualified buyers.
So, question is,
"Are you qualified?"
Question is,
"Are you qualified?"
[AUDIO GROWS DISTORTED]
"Are you qualified?"
"Are you qualified?"
-[TV WHIRRING]
-[LOUD BEEPING]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[OVERLAPPING BEEPING]
-[OVERLAPPING CHATTER ECHOES]
-[AUDIO GROWS DISTORTED, FADES]
-[MOTOR BIKE SPEEDING OFF]
-[RAINDROPS PATTERING]
[♪♪♪]
[THUNDER CRACKLING]
[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUFFLED INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[CROWD CHEERING]
-[RODEO ANNOUNCER CHATTERING]
[NEON SIGN BUZZING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER FROM TV]
So that's the great Travis Beck.
BARTENDER: Oh, shoot.
Doesn't look like
a legend to me.
What can I get ya?
-Nice TV.
-[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT]
TRAVIS: Don't suppose
you'd wanna sell it.
No, but I can sell you a beer.
-[POOL BALLS CLACKING]
-Fine. Beer's-- beer's fine.
Thanks.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER FROM TV]
Boy just wanted to buy
my TV set.
JUNE: Hmm.
Tell me some more
about this naked man you seen.
What'd he look like?
Big, small?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER FROM TV]
Oh, I barely remember.
-Who's the girl?
-[POOL BALL RATTLES]
Probably just some local.
You know,
most people would walk 20 miles
just to get out of Lanston.
You did it the other way around.
-Was it good exercise?
-Was what?
The walk.
Yeah. It stopped raining
once I got to the hotel.
So, what's the matter
with the TV in your room?
Bad reception.
My, my.
-I thought that wasn't allowed.
-It's not.
If he talks to her,
he's breaking the rules.
Can I buy you a drink?
-No.
-[TRAVIS SIGHS]
I just don't like people
buying me drinks, that's all.
Sort of a house rule.
-Stayin' in town long?
-Three days.
You sure that's enough time
to see all the sights?
-Sure I can't buy you a drink?
-No.
[CLICKS TONGUE] I'm Travis Beck.
-JUNE: June Kelly.
-June Kelly.
So, what are you
really doin' in town?
Business, I guess.
It's really...
I don't know, it's really hard
to answer that.
Oh, come on.
Say anything.
Use your imagination.
All right.
I'm from another planet,
here on a secret mission
to investigate Earth...
for contact with my people.
On this other planet of yours...
are you married?
[CHUCKLES] No.
-Not even a girlfriend?
-[SIGHS]
You know, I'm, uh, I'm not
from around here, but, uh...
I'd swear you're trying
to pick me up.
Well, I just said
you couldn't buy me a drink.
I didn't say
you couldn't pick me up.
[♪♪♪]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
Well, like I said,
it has everything.
Lamps. Curtains. Chairs.
I've been here before.
Got the grand tour
on prom night.
-When I was 17.
-True love?
[CHUCKLES] No. My boyfriend
at the time, Tom,
had been complaining for weeks
that his truck
was getting too small
for the size
of his affections...
so we rented a room here.
-Was it worth it?
-Not really.
After all that talk...
Tom just lost his nerve.
Among other things.
Spent a good hour
apologizing for it, too.
We just ended up watching TV.
We're not gonna
watch TV, are we?
TRAVIS: No.
[BEEPING]
[CHUCKLES, SIGHS]
[WATCH BEEPING]
We can't do this.
I'm sorry.
Did I do something wrong?
No, you didn't
do nothing wrong.
It's just, uh, it's--
I can't really explain it.
That's all.
It's all right.
I don't need the excuse,
just my coat.
Normally, it doesn't happen
in situations like this.
I suppose you have something
to say about all this.
Well, that's rare.
An interface
with nothing to say.
-[TV BUZZES]
-[IN DISTORTED VOICE]
We got all makes and models.
We got your Chevys,
we got your Fords.
All at prices you won't believe!
-[CLICKS TONGUE]
-With virtually no money down,
and unlimited financing
for qualified buyers.
So, the question is,
"Are you qualified?"
I used to be.
[IN DISTORTED VOICE]
Well, then, come on down
and check out our selection.
You won't be disappointed.
I guess bad reception
wasn't a problem for you?
[IN NORMAL TONE]
Well... [CHUCKLES]
...I'm one of the M-3 Series,
Travis.
We got image correction
built in!
-I can call you Travis, right?
-Yeah, sure.
Too bad about the girl.
But you heard the watch,
you know the rules,
you did good.
Can't change the future.
No, sir.
Ministry doesn't let anyone
change the future
without orders.
-Not even someone like you.
-Uh. I'm tired, all right?
Let's keep the chit-chat
to a minimum, okay?
Oh! Oh, yes, sir.
Yes, sir. You bet.
-Just down to the minimum.
Down to the essentials--
-I checked the parking meter,
and the zone looks clean.
Do we have a time yet?
Uh. No.
The, uh, Ministry wants you
to lay low for a while
so they can work out
a few details,
but still looks like three days.
Fine. Good night.
[♪♪♪]
[GROANS, SIGHS]
-What?
-Oh!
I just... wanted
to let you know that, uh...
it's an honor to work with you.
Yeah, me too. Good night.
Good night.
[TV BUZZES]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[♪♪♪]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDE]
[DOOR CREAKS]
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
You finished aiming,
or do you need me
to stay still for a minute?
[BILL CHUCKLES]
Yeah, that's pretty smart talk
for a guy who doesn't even
lock his door.
[SIGHS] Bill,
what are you doing here?
Not all the natives
are friendly, Travis.
-[PLACES GUN]
-You gotta be more careful.
Stay on your toes.
I hope you didn't come
all this way
to talk about my toes.
-No, it's a local expression.
-I know what it is.
And I thought you'd be happy
to see your old partner.
I am. Now go away.
We gotta talk, Travis.
It's important.
Later.
All right. [SIGHS]
Breakfast across the street.
[GRUNTS]
Eight o'clock.
Whatever.
[DOOR CREAKS, SHUTS]
[♪♪♪]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[CUTLERY CLINKING]
-Want a menu?
-No.
I'd like to know how you got
authorization to come down here.
Oh, I'd like the...
eggs and coffee, please.
How'd you like those eggs?
I guess I'd like that...
Well, don't ask him.
He doesn't know what he wants.
Scrambled.
You don't know
what you want, do you?
No.
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[TRAVIS SIGHS]
-Mingling with the natives?
-I haven't broken any rules.
BILL: No, of course not.
Look, Travis,
I'm not here to harass you.
I know what
you've been going through.
Sending someone like you
to a place like this is just...
Just what I deserve.
I wasn't gonna say that.
TRAVIS: So, who sent you?
Nobody sent me.
I came here to find you!
I mean,
you totally disappeared.
The next thing I hear you're--
you're bumped down
to the Ministry
of Future Analysis.
Like-- like some fourth-class
planet investigator.
-What's going on?
-It was the only job
I could get.
[KETTLE CLINKS]
Thanks. Doing what?
A calibration exercise.
A what?
It's a sequence check.
A timeline analysis.
Yes, but what
are you doing, specifically?
In two days,
I'm supposed to put a quarter
in a parking meter.
[CHUCKLES] You're joking!
No, that's it. I'm just waiting
on word on when to do it.
-Here.
-[PLATE CLATTERS]
I can't believe
they have you doing this.
The Ministry says if I work
as an investigator
for a couple of years,
keep a low profile,
not get into any trouble,
then, they'll consider me
for-- for real work again
Well...
I don't know if it's gonna
make you feel any better
but you're the last investigator
they'll be sending here.
Why is that?
Well, the Ministry
endorsed Earth
to the League for approval.
-Nobody told me about that.
-Oh, yeah. Earth is in.
[SCOFFS] A year from now,
this planet gets
the welcome mat
to the union of peace
and progression.
Well, I'm only gonna be here
for a couple more days, so,
if anyone wants
to send me any postcards,
they'd better hurry up.
They'll be sending flowers
to the funeral, Travis.
What funeral?
I'm talking about your funeral.
Your personal death
in this tiny town.
Somebody hired three assassins
to wipe you out,
and they're all en route here.
[SCOFFS] And you thought
this was gonna be
an easy assignment.
-[CULTERY SCRAPING PLATE]
-They do put ketchup
on these things, right?
[♪♪♪]
So, uh, explain this again.
Why don't we talk
about this funeral thing first?
Now, wait a minute.
I wanna know what
they have you doing here.
I told you, I put a quarter
in the meter, and I walk away.
-[SCOFFS] That's it?
-[SIGHS]
Now, from what I know so far,
there's three of them.
They're outer colony mercenaries
on early parole
from a prison ship.
-Any idea who sent them?
-[SIGHS] Not yet.
Well, they certainly picked
a nice, remote place to find me.
Yeah. But, you could get lucky.
You know, the Ministry
was really tight about security
when I got here.
If it weren't for my rank
and position,
they would've strip-searched me
and... [CHUCKLES]
...sent me naked in the desert.
Well, it must be nice
to have rank and position.
Yeah. Well...
I didn't come here
to talk about what happened
to your career.
-No, no, you go ahead.
-[TRAFFIC RUSHING BY]
[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
Now tech security was strict.
No fancy hardware allowed.
I mean, all they let me
land with was that--
that projectile popgun
I pulled on you.
So I bet even if these guys
get clearance to land,
they're not gonna have
any real weapons with 'em.
They did give you
a weapon, didn't they?
Oh, yeah, a duffel bag,
a change of clothes,
and a soft toothbrush.
[CHUCKLES]
Did they give you an interface?
Yeah, it's not too bright,
but maybe it can help.
How long have you
worked with it?
I just got it. Two days
before I was shipped out.
I wouldn't trust it.
I mean, you don't even know
who programmed it.
We'll use mine instead.
There's gotta be something
I can do.
[SIGHS] Yeah.
Go to the bar and get a drink.
I'll call you
if I find something.
[♪♪♪]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-Looks like your friend's
got a pretty strong stomach.
-[BOTTLE CLINKS]
-Why? What's he drinkin'?
-Everything.
[JUNE SIGHS]
What's in that,
um, green bottle?
That's Scotch.
-Did I have Scotch yet?
-No.
Fine. I'll have Scotch.
-[GLASS THUDS]
-[POURS SCOTCH]
-Thanks.
-[BOTTLE THUDS]
Well, now, he's goin'
by the color of the bottles.
-Hey.
-Hey.
This is my bar.
I don't need the competition.
Look, I thought
you stopped talking to me.
Well, it's a small town.
[SIGHS]
-You're gonna get sick.
-Not on this stuff.
-You sound like my father.
-[BOTTLE CLINKS]
Look, I'm sorry
about last night.
-It was my mistake.
-You wanna make yourself useful?
-Doing what?
-Forget what. Can you stand?
Can you walk?
I can do all sorts of things.
I'm sure you can.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[TRUCK ENGINE RUMBLING]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
-[CAR DOOR THUDS]
-TRAVIS: So,
am I being useful yet?
You will be
when you empty these.
-[LOUD GUNSHOT]
-[GUN COCKS]
-[GUNSHOTS]
-[CANS RATTLING]
All right. The rest are yours.
Ever shot before?
Well, um, nothing like this.
Nothing special about this.
-It's a Remington 760.
-[INHALES]
-You just...
-[GUN COCKS]
...cock it like this
before each shot.
Good. Keep it tight
against the shoulder.
Trick is not
to pull the trigger.
Just squeeze
as you breathe out.
[GUNSHOT]
-[SIGHS]
-Actually, the real trick
is not to drink 'em all
before you shoot at 'em,
but it's more fun this way.
-[GUN COCKS]
-[BULLET RATTLING]
-[GUNSHOT, GUN COCKS]
-[CAN RATTLING]
-[GUNSHOT, GUN COCKS]
-[CAN RATTLING]
-[GUNSHOT]
-[CAN RATTLING]
[GUN COCKS]
You're a real quick learner.
-[♪♪♪]
-GUN DEALER: Well, now,
what we got here.
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-Smith and Wesson, .357 magnum.
We got a couple of
Berreta nine millimeters.
Six-shot.
.44 Magnum. Glock 17.
Now, I can get you 19.
My personal favorite,
the sawed-off pistol grip
12 gauge shotgun.
-And they all
just shoot bullets?
-[SHOTGUN COCKS]
Yeah. They all
just shoot bullets.
What the hell
you boys lookin' for, cannon?
We already have a cannon.
[GUN COCKS]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[FIRE CRACKLES]
-[BOTTLE CLINKS]
-[BOTTLECAP CLATTERS]
So, um, have you lived
in Lanston all your life?
[CLICKS TONGUE] Oh, sure.
Born here. Raised here
I, uh, saw a wheelchair
on the back of your truck.
My father's.
-So he can walk without it?
-He likes to think so.
[BOTTLE THUDS]
Does your mother
take care of him?
Oh, no. She's gone.
She left. I was four.
-Can I ask you something?
-Yeah. Sure.
What happened last night?
Oh, my, um,
watch isn't a watch.
Is there somethin' you want
to tell me about your watch?
-[SIGHS]
-It's okay. You can tell me.
You know that, um,
"I'm from another
planet" story?
Well, it isn't a story.
[CHUCKLES] Okay.
I'm, um...
[♪♪♪]
I'm a planet investigator,
here to perform
a timeline analysis of Earth.
I, um, I shouldn't be--
I shouldn't be telling you this.
No, you go ahead.
I'm from the League
of Planet Progression. It's--
it's a coalition
of about a hundred worlds
from every galaxy.
They look for ways
to bring peace
through the alteration of time.
Uh-huh.
Under the League, there are
two departments, okay?
Um. The Ministry
of Historical Adjustment,
which corrects the past,
and... the Ministry
of Future Analysis
which predicts the future.
-Okay.
-[GRUNTS]
I used to work
for Historical Adjustments.
My partner and I
were a repair team
to save worlds
from future disasters.
Wa-- wa-- was he the guy
you were with in the diner?
The one with the scrambled eggs
and the coffee?
[SIGHS]
Something happened.
There was an accident
and a trial.
I-- I was fired from
Historical Adjustment, and...
[SIGHS] ...ended up
in Future Analysis.
So...
is... everyone else
in these other planets human?
Well, most of us are.
It's a popular model.
What about this...
watch of yours
that isn't a watch?
Um.
[GRUNTS, SIGHS]
Here.
It's a time-flux
continuum sensor.
FCS standard issue
for Ministry agents.
It beeps if I'm-- I'm about
to make a change
I'm not supposed to,
or jeopardize my mission.
And telling me all this
doesn't change the future?
Not if it doesn't beep.
-[COYOTE HOWLS]
-[TRAVIS SIGHS]
I, um, I thought
you weren't gonna look away,
or get quiet on me.
I-- I'm not. It's-- it's just--
it's gettin' late.
Can you drive?
Sure.
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
So, I guess
you didn't believe me.
-[SIGHS]
-Well, I can prove it.
What? You're gonna show me
your space ship?
No, you-- you just have
to kiss me.
I'm not gonna kiss you.
Listen, for some reason,
I'm not supposed to have
any real contact with you.
Maybe it changes things.
Maybe affects my mission.
I don't know.
But what I do know,
it sets my watch off.
-I'm still not gonna kiss you.
-You've already kissed me!
But that's before I knew
you belong
in a mental institution.
Well. Oh.
Now I'm insane. Great.
All right. One kiss.
-Pull over.
-Forget it.
Just pull over.
-[KEYS JINGLING]
-[MUSIC SHUTS OFF]
So, what kinda kiss
are we talkin' about?
Well, it's-- it's late,
and I-- I have to get back
to the asylum.
Shut up.
Well...
I don't hear anything.
[SIGHS] Well...
Maybe it's not just
about the kiss,
that sets it off. It...
it might be about the intensity.
Okay.
Let's try this.
[SMOOCHING]
[WATCH BEEPING]
[WATCH BEEPING]
[WATCH BEEPING]
Well, I'll be damned.
-[KEYS JINGLING]
-[CAR ENGINE TURNS OVER]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
So, you're supposed to put
a quarter
in this meter
in two days.
Something to do
with a parking ticket.
No wonder you're drinking.
That's a lot of responsibility.
I think I should go now.
Um. Can you drive?
Yes.
I can drive!
So, you wanna, um,
you think you wanna have
breakfast in the morning?
You know where to find me.
[TRUCK DOOR OPENS, SHUTS]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
Yeah.
[♪♪♪]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[TV BEEPS, WHIRS]
[IN DISTORTED VOICE]
Hey, partner.
What are you looking at?
You know,
I'm just an M-3 series.
I wasn't designed
to be real smart, but, uh,
I can tell
when something's wrong.
Two days before I shipped out...
they replaced
my usual interface with you.
-No reason. No explanation.
-Oh, that, well...
-Don't you trust me?
-No.
Well, I wasn't gonna
tell you this, but, uh,
two days
before you shipped out,
your usual interface quit.
Mm-hmm. That's right. It quit.
It asked to be reassigned
'cause it didn't wanna work
with you,
and there wasn't an interface
in the whole Ministry
that would.
Except me.
I volunteered 'cause...
I never believed
that damned scandal,
and I never thought
you were guilty.
So I didn't give a damn
if I was branded
as a murder's sidekick.
You have access
to Ministry prediction files,
don't you?
Yeah. Some.
I wanna know more
about by mission here.
I wanna know more
about this parking meter.
You mean you wanna know
what changes the Ministry
predicts will happen
after you put the quarter in?
No. I wanna know
what happens if I don't.
Follow that parking ticket.
Any events that follow.
I wanna know who's supposed
to get it, who gives it.
Everything that happens
because of it.
Well, I... [GRUNTS]
I think that's classified.
Then un-classify it. Break in.
Pretend you're another computer.
-Lie. Cheat. Steal.
-But... [MUMBLES]
You wanna be
a murderer's sidekick,
don't you?
-Yeah! Uh. I guess.
-Then get me those files.
-Oh, Lordy.
-[DOOR OPENS]
You're gonna fry our ass
for this.
[DOOR SHUTS]
[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-EVANGELIST ON TV:
And I could feel his...
-[TV PLAYING CHURCH MUSIC]
-BILL: Yeah?
-Yeah, it's me.
-All right.
I got good news
and bad news.
-[EVANGELIST CONTINUES CHATTING]
-Give me two minutes, will you?
-He discovered that his wife
had been living a life of sin!
She felt it was best
to lie to him.
But when she lied to him,
she lied to God!
-For nothing so hurts
the love of God...
-Is there nothing else on TV?
-...than when we
escape the truth.
-[TAP SQUEAKS]
-[SHOWER RUNNING]
-The truth with ourselves,
and to God... is sacred!
Why don't you
check your records?
I was in adjustments. HAS1146.
-[MUSIC FADES]
-I know who you are,
Travis Beck.
Well, you could've
said somethin'.
Bill and I have a difference
of opinion about you.
Oh, really?
I feel you have
disgraced the Ministry.
You have committed
the greatest sin
that any man can ever commit.
Well, you're
a friendly interface,
aren't you?
You betrayed the trust
of your department.
You altered the unalterable.
Now the voices of pain
still cry out for justice.
-[TAP SQUEAKS]
-Look, I just asked...
-[SHOWER SHUTS OFF]
-...if there was anything on TV.
I didn't ask for another trial.
Well, you are on trial here.
Here on Earth.
Here to pay
for your forgotten sins.
-Hey! Cut it out!
-[HITS TV]
I was just about
to change the channel.
Sorry about that.
It just picked
that station by itself.
Tell him what you found.
EVANGELIST: Well,
Bill suggested that
I check the SK system
for flight records.
Now, outside of Bill
and yourself,
no other landing requests
have been approved.
However, in the past 48 hours,
three requests
have been denied.
Give him the reason.
EVANGELIST:
Well, the passengers
violated Article 422.
They refused
hardware inspection.
Like I said,
no fancy stuff allowed.
You lucked out.
[SHAVING CAN SQUIRTING]
I guess I know
what the bad news is.
Well, these guys were
probably armed to the teeth.
They're not foolin' around
with me, are they?
Hey, Travis.
You were the Ministry hot shot.
They're not takin' any chances.
Oh, boy. [HISSES]
Can you believe these things?
No wonder
these people need help.
So... look, it's not over yet.
What do you say you and I
go for a drink?
Yeah, sure.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[POOL BALLS CLACKING]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[JUKEBOX CLICKS]
-MAN AT BAR: Cowabunga!
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHUCKLES] Look at them.
-[TRAVIS SIGHS]
-Hitting balls with sticks.
Throwing pointed objects.
It's hard to believe
the Ministry approved
a place this.
You're a planet snob.
Well...
So, what about you
and this waitress?
I met her in the desert.
-Spending any time with her?
-Little bit.
You think that's a good idea?
Probably not.
It seems you oughta be
a little more careful,
that's all.
So, what're you gonna do,
report me?
[SCOFFS] Of course not.
It's just that dating
the locals
is hardly Ministry protocol,
is it?
Look, if I bend the rules a bit
to keep me from going insane,
I don't need you
quoting me the book.
-Maybe my interface was right.
-Oh, come on. Meaning what?
Meaning maybe you are on trial,
to see if you can still
follow the rules.
-[SIGHS]
-BILL: I better go back
and get to work...
-[BOTTLE THUDS]
-...saving your ass.
[JUKEBOX CLICKS]
Looks like his buddy, Bill,
left with some angry words.
Maybe they're not
friends anymore.
[POOL BALLS CLACKING]
[SIGHS]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Hey. Can I buy you a drink?
No. I already got one.
Maybe you'd like a stool
to sit down on.
No. I'm standin' just fine.
Is the hotel comfortable?
You having
a good time up there?
Let me guess.
You're a friend of June's.
TOM: No, you see,
I'm more than a friend,
and you got her drunk,
and you took advantage of her,
you dumb shit!
Look, buddy. If you like June,
that's great.
If you love June,
that's great too.
Just leave me out of it.
Why don't we
take this outside?
-[CASH REGISTER CLINKS]
-[TRAVIS INHALES]
[BOTTLES CLINKING]
[BREATHES DEEPLY] Fine.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
All right.
Let's get this over with.
[TRUCK RATTLING]
-[GRUNTS]
-MAN: Whoo! Get him, Tom!
All right. [BREATHES HEAVILY]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
-[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
-[YELLS, GRUNTS]
-[GRUNTS]
-[GRUNTS]
-[TOM GRUNTS]
-[SHOTGUN COCKS]
Let him go, friend.
Nice and easy.
-[WATCH BEEPING RAPIDLY]
-[PANTS, GRUNTS]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
WALTER: About time
you got dinner.
-[GRUNTS]
-[CUTLERY SCRAPING BOWL]
Only in town
for three days, huh?
What?
That fella you talked about.
Yeah. I think so.
Where'd he say he was from?
Think he said
he was from New York.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
-[PICKS UP PHONE]
-JUNE: Hello?
No, now's not a good time.
When? All right, bye.
[FOOTSTEPS]
He's in jail.
Nothin' but trouble, June.
That kinda man always is
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
PRISONER: I ain't
drunk anymore, Sheriff.
You can let me out now.
I'm dry as a bone.
[CELL DOOR OPENS]
[CELL DOOR SHUTS]
-JUNE: Thanks.
-[CELL DOOR LOCKS]
-[FOOSTEPS RECEDING]
-PRISONER: Let me speak
to my lawyer, Sheriff.
I'm sorry about what happened.
Tom and I dated
once in high school.
He can get
a little overprotective.
Guess he never
got over prom night.
[SIGHS]
I talked to the Sheriff.
He says you aren't cooperating.
Not even tellin' him
your name.
In fact, he says
you're not talkin' at all.
-Well, aren't you
even gonna talk to me?
-[PRISONER COUGHING]
Oh! Your watch. Jesus.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[GRUNTS] June,
I told you his watch
is in the property room
along with his wallet and keys.
And that's where
it's all gonna stay,
unless he starts talking.
Look, Tom's the one
who should be in jail.
I haven't been able
to have a man buy me a drink
in years because of Tom.
June, why don't you
just marry Tom,
and put him out of his misery?
Can't you see
the boy likes you?
He's been pining for you
for years.
Now I'm not just saying this
because he's my son.
But I think you should
give him a second chance.
If you could just give this man
his watch back, I'm...
sure he'd be very talkative.
He's got a thing
about his watch.
It means a lot to him.
-[CHAIR SQUEAKS]
-[SIGHS]
Deputy. Get this man his watch.
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[TRUCK DOOR OPENS]
[CAR RUSHING BY]
I didn't have to come here,
you know.
[SIGHS] I owe you one.
Why do you do this to yourself?
What's the matter with you?
It's a Ministry rule.
If you lose the watch,
you don't talk.
You never know if what you say
might change the future.
-I don't even know why I asked.
-[KEYS JINGLING]
[TRUCK ENGINE TURNS OVER]
[♪♪♪]
-[KEYS JINGLING]
-[DOOR CREAKS]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[TRAVIS SIGHS]
I guess I don't have
to tell you, they were here.
[SIGHS]
Came down about an hour ago
to tell you what I found.
[SIGHS] I saw this.
Too bad about your interface.
Where were you?
Around.
You know what
they were looking for?
No.
Well, I finally
got our information
from the private sector.
Seems our assassins
hired an EDS drop ship.
Two of them were here
even before you landed.
-What about Ministry security?
-You know the Ministry.
They said, well,
we can't be responsible
for every speck of dust
that falls from the sky.
But they are organizing
a committee to look into it.
What about the third man?
There's a second drop ship
coming into the sector
tomorrow.
My bet is it's the leader's.
I mean, that's why
they haven't moved on you.
[♪♪♪]
[SIGHS]
You want my advice?
Sure.
Forfeit the mission.
Get out while you can.
I can't do that.
You gotta face it, Travis.
You're not
a top Ministry agent anymore.
You're a fourth-class
investigator.
They're not gonna lift a finger
to protect you.
I can't leave here.
[SIGHS] It's about
the scandal, isn't it?
[SIGHS] Look, there's no shame
in what you did.
Look...
if these men want
to kill me for what I've done,
then I'm staying right here.
Only a guilty man runs...
and I'm not guilty.
[SIGHS]
You don't have to stay here.
This isn't your fight.
I just need your gun.
[DOOR SHUTS]
[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[♪♪♪]
This one here's
a pretty good deal.
I need something
with a sharp picture,
and an "F" type connector.
Oh, you mean cable-ready.
-Does this one work?
-Sure.
Let you have that one
for 150,
since I haven't
got the remote for it.
[TRAVIS SIGHS]
All I got is 120.
All right.
You know, you don't hear
too many people calling that
-an "F" connector.
-[CASH REGISTER DINGS]
Was a couple of guys in here
the other day, though.
Called it the same thing
you did.
Did they just move into town?
Oh, I don't know
about moving in.
I think they just rented
a place down here.
Across from the hotel.
[TV STATIC BUZZING]
[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-[LOUD THUD]
-[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
[CURRENT BUZZES]
-[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-[CURRENT BUZZES]
Jesus Christ!
What the hell is going on here?
I was gonna ask you
the same question.
Well, the guys who broke in here
weren't local sons of bitches.
Knew I was here!
Flipped me over from behind,
then yanked the plug.
Even tried to take me with them,
but I gave 'em about 220 volts,
that changed
their goddamned mind.
Did you get the files I wanted?
No. I didn't get
any files you wanted.
I was attacked.
You're not inspiring me
with trust.
Well, I got
a little show for you.
This is the last five seconds
I saw before I was unplugged.
Now, watch that mirror
just over your bed there.
There's a nice,
little reflection of the room.
[CHUCKLES]
Now, take a look at this.
[TV BEEPS]
-I can't see a damned thing.
-Hold on,
hold on for
a little image correction, huh?
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, CHIMING]
-[ELECTRONIC BEEPING]
-CAR SALESMAN: Not bad
for an M-3, huh?
Now run a check
with every prison ship
you can get access to.
I wanna match this face
with every parole order
in the last few weeks.
That I can do.
Has the Ministry made up
its mind on this parking meter?
Well, they just gave the order.
The quarter goes in
at exactly 8:01 in the morning.
Good work
-Trust me yet?
-Get me those Ministry files.
[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
[♪♪♪]
[DOOR CREAKS]
-[TAPS SQUEAKS]
-[WATER RUNNING]
[♪♪♪]
[♪♪♪]
[CUTLERY CLINKING]
My father told me
not to talk to you anymore.
That's understandable.
Don't get excited,
but there's two men
at the back table
wearing the same watch as you.
[SLURPS, SIGHS]
-[SLURPS]
-Friends of yours?
-[CUP CLINKS]
-[TRAFFIC RUMBLING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
Okay, I'll try
and keep this simple.
This is a small town,
but until
your glorious leader comes,
this is my town.
So if you pigs want
to get a cup of coffee,
I suggest you go
someplace else.
Do you understand
what I'm saying?
I'm sorry. Maybe you boys
didn't ace the English test.
I said get out of here.
[BEEPING]
That's what I thought.
You're not allowed
to make a scene, but I will.
Now if your leader
comes in tonight,
you tell him to meet me
across the street at the bar.
-We'll meet on the bridge.
-[BLOND MAN SIGHS]
[DINER DOORBELL DINGS]
[DOOR CREAKS]
I, um, think I might need
some target practice.
[GUNSHOTS]
So, who were those guys?
[BULLETS RATTLING]
For once, you're not being
very talkative about things.
-Dad wants you to have dinner
with us tonight.
-[REVOLVER CLICKS]
It's not a big thing.
-Our house is ten minutes
from town.
-[SIGHS]
Look... he didn't ask me
for anything.
He asked for this.
And it'd mean a lot to me
if you came.
All right. All right.
[CICADAS CHIRPING]
[CUTLERY CLINKING]
June tells me you were in jail.
Just a bar fight.
A misunderstanding.
-[KNIFE SCRAPING PLATE]
-Ain't nothing
to misunderstand about Tom.
Boy's been an idiot
all his life.
June, honey,
is there anymore of this corn?
Sure.
So, you're leaving tomorrow?
Yeah. I gotta get back
to New York. Go back to work.
-Travel a lot?
-A bit.
Hmm.
Dad used to travel a lot.
Four time
all-around rodeo champ.
All these trophies are his.
-Steak okay, Dad?
-Is there any salt?
Forgot.
You want a beer, Travis?
No, I'm fine. Thanks.
Yeah.
I used to live
for these trophies.
Had myself quite a reputation
for a while.
That's how I met my wife.
But then, life has a sense
of humor every now and then.
Ten years of rodeoing,
and I break my back
in a car accident.
Trying to buy a carton of milk.
Amazing how a carton of milk
can ruin a man's life.
[SIGHS] June, honey, I'd like
to talk to Travis alone
for a while.
Dad, Travis has to be
somewhere later.
It's okay. I can talk.
It's all right.
-[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
-[DOOR SHUTS]
You are so full of shit.
Excuse me?
You never laid eyes
on New York, and...
I think you travel a lot.
I... I don't know
what you mean.
Sure you do.
June says you
wouldn't talk in jail
till you got
your watch back.
Now if that ain't
Ministry protocol,
I don't what is.
I don't wear mine anymore.
It's almost thirty years old,
and barely tells the time.
But I still keep it upstairs
just for laughs.
I thought the Ministry
stopped sending investigators
to Lanston.
-What department were you in?
-Future analysis. Fourth class.
-Does June know?
-WALTER: No.
Came here to raise a family,
start a new life,
not confuse one.
How did it happen?
Same way it always does.
I fell in love.
I wasn't anybody
with the League,
but I thought I could be
someone here.
So,
I petitioned the Ministry.
Filed an RJ-11 dismissal.
Eventually they gave it to me.
Things didn't work out
like I wanted.
People should stay
where they belong.
So, why'd you bring me here?
I want you
to take June with you.
There's nothing I can do
about that.
My daughter
doesn't belong here.
But she won't leave this town
'cause she doesn't think
I can take care of myself.
Well, I can.
-I think June just wants
to be happy here.
-Bullshit.
I've watched that little girl
spend her entire life
trying to be happy.
Trying to figure out
who she was,
and where she belongs.
But she can't,
because she's different.
She's half of what we are!
Explorer and traveler.
It's in her blood.
And I don't want her paying
for my mistakes anymore.
Now, you're a Ministry agent.
You got connections.
People you can talk to.
Favors you can ask for.
You can make this happen
for her.
I don't have any connections.
I don't have anybody
I can talk to.
Nobody's gonna do me any favors.
There was a time when I...
when I could've done
something for her but...
but not anymore. Not here.
You got problems
with the Ministry?
-I got all sorts of problems.
-Why don't you
tell me about 'em?
There's nothing you can do.
You best let me decide
what I can do.
[♪♪♪]
-[DOG BARKING]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
Sorry about that.
Sometimes he just likes
to feel like he's in control.
No, that's all right.
-He just loves you very much.
-[SCOFFS]
[SNIFFLES] Before the accident,
we were gonna open
a riding school here.
We'd both teach it together.
Well...
it's getting late.
Drive back.
Yeah.
[CAR ENGINE RUMBLING]
I... I can't see you anymore.
Well, I won't let this
drag out too long.
Here. I know you probably have
one of your own, but...
if you're really gonna
do this thing,
I wanted you to use mine.
[SIGHS]
You, um, you can't come
near the hotel in the morning.
Promise me that.
All right.
[KISSES] Good bye, June.
[♪♪♪]
[TRUCK ENGINE GROWS DISTANT]
[♪♪♪]
RADIO ANNOUNCER:
It's 8:15, looks like
it's gonna rain again tonight,
so here's a tune for all you
lonely truckers out there.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
MALE SINGER ON RADIO:
♪ She used to hold me ♪
♪ Sometimes, she'd scold me ♪
♪ To tell me when things
Wasn't right ♪
-You can't do that.
-♪ Here she'd date me ♪
-Why not?
-♪ Now, she berates me ♪
-Because that's not
how the game is played.
-♪ My mother ♪
-You have to follow the rules.
-♪ My sister, my wife ♪
♪ She used to change me ♪
-♪ Now she complains me ♪
-I don't see why we can't
just kill him right now.
-♪ All night... ♪
-Because we have
to follow the rules.
-♪ I bring home the bacon
to her bellyachin' ♪
-[DOOR CREAKS OPENS]
♪ She's my lover ♪
RIFKIN: Heard you boys
were looking
for some real weapons.
-[LOUD THUD]
-RIFKIN: Turn that radio off.
Let's get to work.
-[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-[GROANS]
I don't think raiding
the Ministry's prediction files
was such a good idea.
Why, what happened?
I did like you said. I lied,
and I cheated and I stole,
and I got in for
about three seconds
before they cut me off.
-So, you didn't get anything.
-[SIGHS] No. I got something.
You better take a look.
Now you see all these?
These are visual representation
of all the future files I got.
Everything involving
that damned parking meter
for the next year.
-Look at 'ern!
-Stop. Don't panic.
Aw, but I don't even know
what the hell I'm looking for!
I don't even know
where to begin!
Well, I do, and we'll take it
step-by-step.
OTHER MAN: Not bad.
Looks sort of like
a T-88 short-range disrupter.
RIFKIIN: Yeah, but this model
just burns flesh.
[♪♪♪]
It's so nice to see boys smiling
when they have the right toys.
Lady, we didn't come here
to play with toys.
Of course not.
We have special orders
for you, darlings.
Now let's talk about
that parking ticket.
CAR SALESMAN: The man who gets
the parking ticket tomorrow
is Hal Fansten.
Now, he owns a hardware store
in town.
He gets the ticket
at 8:01 a.m.,
and he decides to fight
it in court.
His hearing is in one week.
He loses the case,
he pays the ticket,
then he goes home.
Month later, he sells the car.
Two months after that,
he buys a new one.
-Now, there's no major change
in this man's life, or--
-Stop.
All right?
-Why does he sell the car?
-Travis...
people on this planet
like cars.
They change 'em all the time.
But people on this planet
don't live two months
without one.
-Not without a reason.
-All right.
All right.
I'm checking. I'm checking.
Well. Apparently,
our Mr. Fanston...
has a little financial trouble.
Sells the car to pay
for a lawyer.
Seems like
there's a lawsuit here.
Nothing ever seems
to happen with, though.
-I think the charges
are dropped.
-Follow the lawsuit.
Some women trips
on his briefcase,
and sues him for negligence.
-At the courthouse.
-What?
She trips at the courthouse
on the same day
where he fights the ticket.
Eh, well, looks like
you're right. Uh...
[CLICKS TONGUE]
That's where she falls,
falls down the stairs,
and in the hospital.
-Follow the woman.
-She's a Belinda Hosworth,
wife of a Texas Senator,
Raymond Hosworth.
-A senator.
-Oh, well, he don't seem
to amount to much.
He loses the election next year.
Does he visit her
in the hospital?
Look, I only got access
to future predictions,
like tickets, uh, court cases,
hospital bills.
I can't really tell you
if the man was a good husband!
On the day she was admitted
to the hospital,
is there any record
of what the...
what the husband did?
I have a record
of what he didn't do.
He, uh, he was supposed to be
in Congress voting on a bill.
What was the bill?
Uh. Raising
the nuclear security budget.
-And what was the vote?
-Defeated by one.
His?
Yeah.
[SIGHS]
You rotten apple,
don't let him get away!
-[GRUNTING]
-[GUNSHOT]
-[HORSES GALLOPING]
[KNOCKING]
[♪♪♪]
I didn't think
you'd still be here.
Yeah, well, I stayed in case
you changed your mind.
-[TV BUZZES, WHIRS]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
Well, well,
if it isn't the heretic.
-[LOUD BUZZ]
-[CABLE RATTLES]
Something on your mind?
I don't think those men
were sent to kill me.
I don't... I don't know.
I don't think
they came here on vacation.
Now you said Earth was already
accepted by the League, right?
Right.
So, when does
the welcoming committee arrive?
About a year.
And they'll probably have
1,500 ships and diplomats
with them.
What if Earth wasn't here?
Well, what do you mean,
not here?
What I'm saying is,
what if Earth's a dead planet?
A dust ball. Uh...
Destroyed by some
future nuclear accident.
Well... [SIGHS]
I think the Ministry
would be able to predict
something like that.
What if they didn't?
What if they just
figured it out?
[CLICKS TONGUE, SIGHS]
I'm guessing they'd have
a lot of explaining to do.
Forget explaining.
It would be political suicide.
Everything would shut down.
People fired. Heads would roll.
So, you're saying, what?
That the Earth
is gonna self-destruct
before the year is over?
I think the Ministry
made a big mistake
about Earth's future,
and they're tying
to cover it up by changing it.
And just how would they
go about covering up
something like that?
By doing something small.
Something routine.
Something no one would notice.
Like putting a quarter
in a parking meter.
[CLICKS TONGUE]
Right.
So, they sent you to do this
one last calibration exercise,
which in reality, sets off
a series of events
-which save the planet.
-And saves everybody's job.
[LAUGHS] Come on, Travis!
They send three killers
across the entire galaxy
for that?
Listen, if the League wanted
to stop you,
they'd just cancel the mission.
-They don't need
a death squad for that.
-[GLASS CLINKS]
But the League wants proof
of a conspiracy.
So, they sent these men
to find out what you know?
No, they sent you.
The assassins
were just back-up.
[♪♪♪]
What?
Sure, Bill. Small town.
My life in danger.
You come down here to warn me.
My ex-partner.
Someone I trust.
Asking questions.
Of course, I'd tell you
if I was part
of a Ministry plot.
Did you work this out yourself,
or did you get some help
from your interface?
My interface saw one
of these men, Bill.
It matched a face
on a parole order.
And your name was on it.
Your name was on that order.
I just need to know why.
You know, Travis...
I think you're taking
your theory a little too far,
and I'm not liking it.
-[CHUCKLES]
-[WATCH BEEPING]
[♪♪♪]
Just tell me it's not true.
[RAPID BEEPING]
-[WATCHES BEEPING]
-[BOTTLE CLINKS]
[GUNSHOTS]
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[BEEPING SLOWS DOWN]
-[BEEPING FADES]
-[WIND HOWLING]
[♪♪♪]
-[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
-[DISTANT COYOTES HOWLING]
[STREAM GURGLING]
Where's Bill?
He's dead.
[FOOTSTEP APPROACHING]
You know, the League said
they wanted you dead.
I thought it was a mistake.
Some kind of a joke.
I mean, you were almost a hero.
But then again, the scandal
took care of that, didn't it?
You boys want to hear about...
the famous Travis Beck?
Beck and his buddy Bill
were sent back in time
to stop some solar experiments.
Experiment that was supposed
to make some sun go supernova.
Apparently, Travis here
made a mistake.
Something couldn't be fixed,
and that sun...
-[CLOUDS RUMBLING]
-...it blew up real good.
And all those planets,
and all those people
died with it. [CHUCKLES]
I didn't come here
for a history lesson.
Wasn't your fault, Beck.
It was Bill
who made that mistake.
And the League has evidence
to prove it.
He pinned it on you
to save his own career.
So, the League sent Bill here,
or they'd release the evidence.
That was the idea,
but you killed him.
Now it's our job
to find out about this meter.
Come on, Beck.
We're going to kill you
before you put that quarter in,
so just tell use what that does.
Give us something
we can prove in court,
and we'll let you live.
The League
releases the evidence.
You become a hero again.
Get your old job back,
your rank, everything.
And the proof you need is
to see Earth's real future
if I don't put that quarter in.
It's that simple?
What if I wanted
to take somebody off planet?
We can't authorize that.
The League has to show
that we didn't alter anything.
Everything has
to remain... as is.
I need time.
You got until midnight.
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
-[RAIN POUNDING]
RADIO ANNOUNCER: Well, folks,
we got ourselves
another storm out there.
If you're driving home tonight,
I'd be careful, it is a mess,
-and I mean a big one.
-[DOOR CREAKS]
RADIO ANNOUNCER:
We got 1-40 closed
between Amarillo and Route 287.
We've had a couple
of nasty spills.
-A big rig north of Lanston...
-The lock was busted,
so I waited.
-Waited for what?
-RADIO ANNOUNCER: ...piled up.
Two people
are critically injured,
and police is still tryin'
to clear the mess over there.
I heard they're trying
to bring in the rescue...
[RADIO ANNOUNCER
SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
I don't usually wear
this shade of lipstick.
You think it's too dark?
June, I don't know what
you think you're doing here,
but you can't stay here.
-[THROWS LIPSTICK]
-Is that a Ministry rule?
No, this is, uh,
this is my rule.
[SIGHS]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
Recognize this?
It's my father's Ministry watch.
Standard issue for 1968.
No. He said you probably
wouldn't recognize it.
-Before your time I guess.
-[THROWS WATCH]
TRAVIS: He told you?
Oh, yeah.
You just thought you and that
watch of yours could tiptoe
through our little town
and not change a thing, right?
So much
for your little plan, Travis.
Look, I understand how
this must--
You're gonna ruin
everything for me,
take it all the way.
Don't just send me home
with a kiss on the cheek.
Give me something
worth remembering.
-[CAR ENGINE RUMBLING]
-[RADIO ANNOUNCER
CHATTERING ON RADAIO]
...and remember,
stay home, be safe,
and enjoy this song.
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[WATCH BEEPING]
-[WATCH BEEPING]
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[RAPID BEEPING]
[THUNDER CONTINUES RUMBLING]
[RAPID BEEPING]
[CLOUDS RUMBLING]
[ELECTRONIC WHIRRING]
[ELECTRONIC WHIRRING]
[CLOUDS RUMBLING]
[WATCH BEEPS]
-[THUNDER RUMBLING]
-[DOOR SHUTS]
-[TRUCK ENGINE RUMBLING]
-[RAIN THRUMMING PAVEMENT]
[♪♪♪]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
What the hell have you done?
Have you gone deaf?
Didn't you hear the watch?
That was
a mission jeopardy alarm.
-My mission was in jeopardy
before I even got down here.
-[GRUNTS]
All you gotta do
is tell these guys
what you know about the meter.
I'm not gonna tell them
a goddamned thing.
Oh, sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus!
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
You've gotta tell them!
You can't beat these guys
with a goddamned .38 revolver!
[PANTS]
We'll see about that.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[♪♪♪]
Now, listen to me.
You forget about that meter,
and put that gun down.
You wanna save planets? Fine.
There's lots of planets
out there.
Good ones, worth saving.
But don't risk your life
for Earth!
I want you to send a message
to the Ministry.
Tell 'em I know everything
about the meter,
and I'm ready to negotiate
my terms.
[♪♪♪]
[KNOCKING]
RIFKIN: Beck? Time's up.
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
Don't do it, partner.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[RAPID BEEPING]
-[GUNSHOT]
-[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
-[LASER BUZZING]
-[CURRENT BUZZING]
[♪♪♪]
[BULLETS RATTLING]
-[REVOLVER CLICKS]
-[GRUNTS]
-[CLOUDS RUMBLING]
-[BULLETS RATTLING]
[DOOR CRASHES]
-[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
-[LASERS BUZZING]
-[GROANS]
-[PANTS]
[♪♪♪]
[WIND HOWLING]
-RIFKIN: Beck.
-[LASER BUZZING]
[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
[LASERS BUZZING]
-[GRUNTS]
-[GUNSHOTS]
[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
[GASPS]
[GRUNTS]
[♪♪♪]
[GRENADE BEEPING]
-[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
-[CURRENT BUZZING]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[WINCES]
-[GRUNTS]
-RIFKIN: Still think
you're a hero, don't you?
-Now!
-[TRAVIS GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
RIFKIN: Is your little secret
about this meter so important
you have to die for it, huh?
-[CURRENT BUZZING]
-[RIFKIN GRUNTS]
[PANTS]
[EERIE WHIRRING]
[SIGHS]
[♪♪♪]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[CUTLERY CLINKING]
Yeah, I think
I'll have the number four.
Can I get bacon
with that instead?
-[SIRENS WAILIING]
-MALE CUSTOMER: Ma'am?
-[PAPER RUSTLING]
-Ma'am?
-JUNE: I can't stay here.
-WALTER: June, you let him be.
And don't get near that hotel.
There's nothin'
you can do there. He's fine.
-Now, I got some things
I gotta tend to... June!
-[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR SHUTS]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[CUTLERY CLINKING]
[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
[COINS JINGLING]
-Sneaking out the back,
lover boy?
-[GROANS]
-Now we can talk!
-[BARRELS RATTLING]
[TRAVIS GRUNTING]
-[TRAFFIC RUMBLING]
-[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
What happened?
Ah, somebody busted up
the second floor last night.
Fired some shots.
Kicked some doors.
-Was anybody hurt?
-SHERIFF: Nah.
But we got a hotel guest
says he saw guys
with laser guns,
if you can believe it.
[CHUCKLES]
[GROANS, GRUNTS]
-Laser guns. [CHUCKLES]
-[TRUCK ENGINE TURNS OVER]
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
[♪♪♪]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[CAR APPROACHING]
-[GROANS, GRUNTS]
-[MACHINE HUMMING]
-I was just gonna
put a quarter in.
-Not even your truck, June.
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
[GROANS, GRUNTS]
-[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
-[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
-[ELECTRONIC BEEPING, WHIRRING]
-You wouldn't dare.
Tell the Ministry I said hi.
-[CURRENT BUZZING]
-[COINS JINGLING]
[CHUCKLES]
[♪♪♪]
[CHUCKLES] Whatever.
TRAVIS: June.
-Oh, my God, Travis!
Stay still.
I'll get an ambulance.
-[GRUNTS]
-The meter.
-It's okay, I did it.
Everything's okay.
[BEEPING]
-What happening? What's wrong?
-[BEEPING SLOWS DOWN]
-[IN RASPY VOICE]
I did what I could.
-[BEEPING SLOWS DOWN]
-I'll do what I can.
-[BEEPING SLOWS DOWN]
[WIND HOWLING]
[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
[♪♪♪]
[TRUCK ENGINE RUMBLING]
-SHERIFF: You sure you're okay?
-I'm fine.
SHERIFF: Well, tell your mum
and dad I said hello.
I will.
-Thanks!
-SHERIFF: Bye.
-[SADDLE CLINKING]
-[HORSES NEIGHING]
[HORSE GALLOPS, GRUNTS]
You all right?
I'm fine, fainted right
on Main Street,
guess I'm not eating right.
[SIGHS] You want me
to start that guy for you?
-What guy?
-Fellow down by the fence.
Says he wants lessons everyday.
Asked for you.
-For me?
-Yeah.
I'll start him.
-Uh-huh?
-I'm fine!
[♪♪♪]
[HORSES NEIGHING]
-Hey there.
-Hi.
These, uh, these are
really incredible animals.
-Yes they are.
-Yeah.
-I'm, uh, I'm Travis Beck.
-June Kelly.
Pleasure.
So, Dad says you quit your job.
[SIGHS] Well, the company
I was working for
was really stiff.
And they didn't like me
changing things.
Well, what'd you do?
Stopped a guy
from buying a carton of milk,
and he got all upset.
-No wonder you quit.
-[HORSE NEIGHS]
The worst part was having
to wear a watch all the time.
This your first time
in Lanston?
Uh. Sort of.
I think you're gonna
like it here.
[♪♪♪]