- It was just a normal day in Eureka. - Day's not over yet.
Yeah, like that was gonna last.
Hello, 1947. Confused? Let me clarify.
The five of us got transported back in time
through some wormhole thingy, thanks to the bridge device.
We eventually found our way back home, but surprise!
Home wasn't exactly the way we left it.
Zane and Jo, never dated. But Jo's in charge of G.D. Security.
And Fargo, the head of Global Dynamics.
Oh, and Dr. Old Spice hitched a ride back with us to the present,...
but there was one crappy rule.
We can't tell anyone.
If people ever found out about our trip, there'd be trouble.
Just for luck.
And I finally kissed Allison...
back in the past.
Which brings us to the present.
I'm head over heels in love with you.
And I have been since the day we met.
You want to grab some dinner?
I was thinking.
Maybe breakfast.
I have been romanticizing our relationship.
- What are you talking... - I'm over it. I'm done.
Why do you have my grandmother's ring? What's going on?
This is a chance for you to do what you intended to do years ago.
Who are you?
I believe you knew my father, Adam Barlowe.
You were the architects of a powerful movement.
I've taken up my father's cause, and now there are thousands of us.
We're the watchdogs, working to control scientific developments,...
This is our latest concern.
- D.E.D. - It's a weapon of domination.
A plan is already in motion, and everyone has a part to play.
Zane, I'm gonna have to take you in for questioning.
For what?
Potential collusion in the theft of the D.E.D.
You got another one of those?
- You're late, Adam. - Sorry, doc.
I got stuck unloading fireworks at the motor pool.
I got to play my role, don't I?
Yeah, well, with any luck, you won't need to play it for much longer.
Hey, Frank, put the Dodger game on.
I hate that I'm leaving you behind.
Yeah, yeah.
Listen, scientific discovery starts with bold ideas.
We need to ensure that Eureka doesn't become
just another brain trust for building deadlier weapons.
This is definitely bold.
Don't worry, doc. I'm not gonna let you down.
Hey, boys. You taking bets on the game?
The critics think Robinson's a publicity stunt.
- They may be right. - You always were a cynic.
Every group of dreamers needs one.
Lily Morgan, Adam Barlowe.
Lily's our girl at the rad lab in Nerkeley.
She helped crack the energy-conversion formula
for the bridge device, so she's not just a pretty face.
She's a wizard with numbers.
Speaking of which, Johnson & Johnson buy now.
You must be our pilot.
Traversing a wormhole into the past. Not much piloting involved.
If this even works.
Here.
All the documentation you'll need to join the Manhattan Project back in '39.
And prevent the atomic bomb from ever being developed.
So if our man in Washington can delay Einstein,
tonight's the night.
Let's make history.
Sixty-three years later...
Hi.
So that happened.
It was definitely worth the wait.
You want to...
- stop waiting again? - Absolutely.
Right after I brush my teeth.
Probably a good idea...
For me too.
Can you give me something to put on, please?
Yeah.
How about that?
Yeah, as long as you wear the handcuffs.
Oh, here!
- No. - Just ignore it.
Yeah, it's Fargo.
- It's 911. We got to go. - Yeah, I know.
- Still got to brush my teeth. - Me too.
Right behind you.
Hey, guys. Sorry we're late.
Where have you two been?
- Sleeping. - Working.
People work better when having slept.
- Okay. - Any progress on the search?
Nope. Still pretty much screwed.
General Mansfield set checkpoints on all roads and airports within 50 miles.
The D.E.D. weapon is gone, and we still don't know who stole it.
- I may have a lead. - The scans found something?
Actually, they found nothing.
That's sort of the opposite of a lead.
Not in this case. I've been scanning radiation all around town,
in order to detect the D.E.D. device. Here...
there's no radiation at all.
And?
Well, everything emits some trace amount of radiation...
trees, rocks, us.
It's being masked somehow.
Hey, Andy!
We're on our way.
Zane wants to talk to us.
I'm gonna go check out the area with Henry.
Okay, I'll see you later.
See you.
When I was hallucinating about the old Zane...
See, I kind of told this Zane that we used to be together, and then I...
threw his grandmother's ring at him.
This is gonna be fun.
Hello, cop types!
Bad guys ain't gonna find themselves.
- Is he getting bossier? - I kind of like it.
The bridge device...
How did you...
My father took the blueprints
after you disappeared from the base with a group of suspected spies.
They weren't spies.
No. They were from the future.
The woman who saved my father's life
used a technique years ahead of standard medical practice.
He believed you must have traveled back with them.
So we watched and waited.
I just can't believe you rebuilt it.
We made a few improvements to the original design.
That's why we needed the plasma cell from the D.E.D. weapon. For power.
Packs quite a punch when fired up.
You left at a fixed point in time.
We can send you back to that very same moment.
You assume I want to go back.
Why would I want to leave all this behind?
I know about your passion,
how you formed this consortium of scientists who wanted to protect us from ourselves.
This is a chance to restore your legacy.
Impossible.
Whatever I do will change things, so...
For the better.
Imagine the disasters you could prevent, what you, what we could accomplish
with all the scientific developments of the past 63 years at our disposal.
Einstein was a visionary.
You'll be a God.
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I've been thinking about how things played out.
It's Grant.
Something's not right.
And not just with you, Lupo, but your crazy can wait.
What would Dr. Grant have to gain by being involved in this?
All I know is the guy's G.D. profile looked doctored to me.
And he was alone in that control room
when that containment field around the D.E.D. weapon failed.
Come on! Someone must have hacked my personnel file and stole my pass code.
Andy, get him down here.
You got it, boss. Dialing.
My last PDA caused me to burst into flames.
So now that I'm seeing S.A.R.A.H.,
I have taken steps to be more cautious.
She's one heck of a house.
Just get him down here.
Okay. Calling.
I haven't seen him since last night.
I'm afraid he's not answering.
We're gonna have to find out who else Grant knows.
Given his unique circumstances of past employment in Eureka,
Dr. Grant's file would be stored in G.D. archives.
Well, then let's get some history on our town historian.
Andy, watch him.
Hey, Lupo,...
when this is all over,...
we're gonna talk about that ring.
Keep an eye on him, Andy.
What?
Getting any readings?
No, but you know what's more unsettling?
What?
I don't remember this gorge being here before.
I'm not getting a signal. What about you?
No. Nothing.
Something's causing interference.
The army did a full investigation into Grant's disappearance in 1947.
I had the sealed files moved from the archives to my office.
- Nice work. - Yeah.
So, what are you gonna tell Zane?
Oh, I don't know yet.
And what's going on with you and Allison? Don't deny it. I will tase you.
Yeah, we took the plunge.
- Seriously? - Seriously.
It only took you four years.
Hey, Carter...
I'm really happy for you.
- Thanks, Jo. - Yeah.
All Grant's classified files.
Look for any names or contacts.
What is this?
Recording wire.
The military used to use it for dictation before magnetic tape.
Let's hear what Grant has to say for himself.
Subject in custody identified himself
as one Jack Carter, town sheriff.
He's of average height, weight, intellect.
No, scrap that...
He's a bit thickheaded, to be quite honest.
See, I'm 6'1".
In 1947, 6'1" was big.
Yes, you are very big and smart.
The army did make an arrest, a private Adam Barlowe.
What, Barlowe?
Yeah, he served 15 years for selling classified plans from Einstein's lab.
Barlowe was released,...
got married, moved to Berkeley.
Carter, he had a daughter.
Beverly.
- Yeah. - Jo, if she's back...
And she took the D.E.D. device, Carter!
Yeah, Henry and Allison are walking into a trap.
Come on, Allison, pick up.
Still no signal. I can't get a hold of Jack.
So it's Jack now, huh?
- This is serious. - Stop it.
No, no, let me tell you.
I've known for a while now that the two of you were meant for each other.
I kind of knew too.
Hey, wait a minute.
I got a gamma spike.
From where?
Straight ahead.
Henry, there's nothing there.
It'll take a few minutes for the machine to reach full power.
You'll need to be patient while I configure your beacon
to the precise frequency.
The beacon will connect you to the bridge.
Once it reaches full power, you'll be home.
Tell me why you're so invested in this.
My father believed in your vision, but he paid a heavy price for it.
So if I go back, it'll be like I never left.
There won't be an investigation, and Adam won't go to prison.
And together, you'll be unstoppable.
Okay.
Let's make history.
Come on.
You've reached the voice mail of Dr. Allison Blake.
Damn it!
- Henry. - Yeah.
Run!
Henry?
Allison!
Hey, you okay?
Listen, Jack, her injuries...
- What... - I tried. I'm sorry!
She's gone, Jack.
Jack.
What did this?
We got hit by some kind of energy pulse. I think it came from over there.
Stay with her.
You!
Trevor!
Oh, no!
Oh, yes.
Oh, yes!
Now look what you've done.
And thanks to you, I lost my hat.
Your hat?
You killed her.
What?
Allison's dead.
What are you talking about?
When you fired up the machine, there was a pulse, and she was...
She's gone.
Hey, Henry!
Something's gone very wrong.
I'm here too soon. We need to hide.
Hide!
Yeah, I...
Sorry. I thought you were Henry Deacon.
No, Dr. Trevor Grant.
Well, nice suit, Trevor. You do Eureka proud.
I'd prefer Dr. Grant.
- And you are? - Already sick of Founder's day.
Look, can you do me a favor and give me a lift back into town?
My phone's dead, and I got a tree shrinkage problem to deal with.
Sure, sport. Climb on in!
Great! Thanks.
- Looks nice, by the way. - Once again, sports fans,
this is Red Barber at Ebbet's field where negro-league star Jackie Robinson...
No way!
What the hell have you done?
None of this was meant to happen.
The new bridge device must have created a separate wormhole.
I swear, I never meant to hurt anyone.
No, you just helped Beverly Barlowe steal the doomsday device
- to travel back in time. - Hey, I'm not here for Beverly.
I'm here for me.
Jack, I'm a man out of time. This was my chance to fix it.
- Things got broken the last time I left. - And what about Allison?
You gonna fix her too?
Well, we can.
I mean, she's here now, with you and the others.
She doesn't die for another 63 years.
We can save her!
How?
Tonight Adam Barlowe is gonna steal the blueprints to the bridge device. If he stop him,...
the new bridge device never gets made. Beverly doesn't turn it on in 2010...
And then Allison will be saved, yeah.
We can save her, Jack.
You just got to trust me.
Dr. Grant! Is everything okay?
Engine trouble. I had to park off the road.
Any chance you could drop me at the motor pool? I'll send a mechanic back for it later.
Yeah, no problem, sir.
The Braves will not play for time now...
Exciting game, huh?
Jackie Robinson bows to the pressure and is still for...
Bit of a bust, I'd say.
Think it's too late to send Robinson back to the negro league?
5 bucks says he makes rookie of the year.
Make it 10.
That's the easiest money I ever made.
Hey, don't drop me at the front gate. Will you drop me at the west gate.
It's closer to the motor pool.
- Thanks for the lift, soldier. - No problem.
We're in.
- Hey, nice uniform. - Thanks.
Okay, we need to find Adam Barlowe without being detected.
We do whatever it takes.
Jack?
Damn it!
Move, move!
He got away from us. Some idiot jumped in front of our jeep.
Secure all checkpoints.
- Who was that? - Fargo.
Oh, no!
This is very bad, Jack.
- We just changed things. - How?
If we're all gonna get back home, Fargo has to be arrested
just like he was before.
- Well, we got to find him. - No, you go do that.
I got to stop Barlowe. It may be our only chance of saving Allison.
- Do not strand me here. - I won't.
Meet me back here.
Subject in custody identified himself as...
one Jack Carter, town sheriff.
He's of average height, weight, intellect.
No, scrap that...
He's a bit thickheaded, to be quite honest.
Although...
he was carrying the most remarkable piece of technology I think I've ever...
Like I say,...
subject identified himself as the town sheriff.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
I'm looking for a naked man.
You don't say?
Looking for a little naked fella.
The... Okay.
I'm good. I'm...
Do you have a light?
Good luck with that naked fella.
Don't shoot, don't shoot.
Don't move.
I've never seen technology so advanced.
This is a serious security breach, Grant.
I'm gonna have to call the General.
- And tell him what? - Telegram for you, sir.
Thanks, Barlowe.
That this intellectual community that you're proposing we build here
has been infiltrated by a potential spy.
EINSTEIN DELAYED PROCEED AS PLANNED
We don't know that, Ryan.
President Truman's meeting with Professor Einstein right now.
Until he returns...
Did he say Robinson went 0 for 3?
Hey, did he say Robinson went 0 for 3?
Yes, right, Doctor Grant.
Told you he was overrated.
Hey, there you are.
Here I am...
again.
I was beginning to think you'd never get away from Ryan.
How's it coming?
Good. This signal's a little spotty, but I'll get it.
Listen, Adam...
We need to stop this. It's not gonna work.
- Yeah, it will. Don't worry. - No.
No, you have to listen to me. It's not gonna go the way we hoped, believe me.
Wait a minute. You were so confident. What happened to...
"let's make history"? What changed in the last few hours?
Let's call it an epiphany, shall we?
We need to be focused on what we can do to change things
moving forward, not looking back.
No.
- No? - No!
I dedicated my life to this, to you.
You can't stop me from doing this now. I can do this.
I just, I have to go over the blueprints.
Private Barlowe, report to the motor pool on the double.
Adam, there are things you don't know, trust me.
Trust me, I know what I'm talking about.
- I'll be back, doc. - Adam.
Adam.
Boo! Miss me?
Don't sneak up on people. That's rude.
I'm trying not to draw attention to myself.
Where's Douglas?
He's naked in jail, where he belongs.
What about Barlowe?
I couldn't get through to him.
I couldn't stop him.
Adam always was overzealous.
So what now?
Now we let fate take its course. Come on.
I know what this is.
This is...
Yeah. Jo.
We got a man trapped! I need help!
Hang on!
His foot's caught.
Got it!
Allison.
- They're looking for you. - What?
I can't leave him like this. Now, go!
Let's get this fire out!
- What happened? - He stopped breathing.
Is it any wonder, with you bouncing on his chest like that?
I'd never seen anyone do that before.
- Lay off, will ya? - I'm giving him CPR...
Cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
It's a new technique. I learned it in nursing school.
You don't say.
She's something, isn't she?
Yeah.
She is.
Soldier! Do you have jumper cables in that thing?
- Yes, ma'am. - Okay, I need you to hook it up to
the engine coil, ground it, then hand me the other end. Now!
- Sir? - Don't look at me. She said now!
- I hope to God you know what you're doing. - Me too.
They're not in here.
Wait.
This isn't not how it's supposed to happen.
I don't...
I don't understand.
That's Adam Barlowe.
You took them.
You took the jumper cables?
- He'll die. - She'll live.
You want to choose?
Oh, come on!
You don't... No, you don't know that.
I don't know that. But it might be her only chance.
No. There has to be another way.
Hey, isn't that the guy we're looking for?
I hate that guy.
Come on!
Hey. Hey!
My God.
What was that?
Precordial thump.
Who are you?
Allison.
You learn that in nursing school too, Allison?
Not exactly.
Well, well, well, look who's back.
If you only knew.
What I do know is I'm the ranking security officer at this facility...
And you're trespassing.
Well, technically, your buddy Grant brought me here, so...
Easy, Ryan!
You really should watch that attitude, Mr. Carter.
If that's even your name.
You want to, put out the cigarette, sport?
Secondhand smoke's a bit of a killer.
Hey, don't say I didn't warn you.
- Now, who sent you here, Mr. Carter? - Which time?
Sir, the two prisoners escaped.
- It looks like one of the nurses helped them. - Ryan, you go.
I'll deal with the sheriff.
Come on.
Okay, listen, this is gonna be hard for you to understand,
but unless you let me go, that nurse is gonna die.
She's going to die.
Well, we can't have that, can we?
Grant?
Sorry about the slap, sport.
I had to make it look good.
Well, yeah. You could have not hit me.
What about, Adam Barlowe?
Apparently, fate decided to step in. Allison managed to save his life, again.
Jack, our only hope is to find Allison before she travels back to 2010.
We need to tell her what's going to happen on that day.
It's almost 11:00.
We got to warn her.
Right. And make sure we don't get left behind.
The beacon that got us here is burned out, but I can adapt these transistor tubes
to our PDAs to make sure we get home.
When I say home,
I mean to the point in time where we left.
Theoretically.
What is it with you guys and "theoretically"?
- Here, take this. - What is it?
Your ticket home, sweetheart, if they don't catch us first.
I think we've got trouble.
Henry needs time to finish the beacons.
Hide in there. Go. It's easier to hide in a crowd.
- I'll try to buy you some time. - Thanks for the help.
Don't thank me yet, doll. Go, go!
We got to get in there.
Not this way. Too many MPs.
I hate that you do that on purpose.
- I already said I was sorry how many times? - Yeah, you...
Now, listen, you're gonna have to take the back entrance.
This is our last chance to warn Allison, so don't blow it.
I'll fix the PDAs. I'll be right behind you.
- Right. - Go.
Here we go.
Okay. Do you have your phone?
- Hold your hands? - Hold my hands!
Just for luck.
The beacons are ready.
Did you tell her?
Oh, no! Jack, I'm so sorry.
It can't end this way.
It's already 11:00. Time's run out. Now, don't be thickheaded.
- Don't... - Carter.
This beacons are going to activate any minute.
You called me thickheaded.
- Yeah, I don't like to be insensitive, but... - No.
It... There might be another way.
Hi.
So that happened.
Hey, guys. Sorry we're late.
Where have you two been?
- Sleeping. - Working.
People work better when having slept.
Okay.
Any progress on the search?
Nope. Still pretty much screwed.
General Mansfield set checkpoints on all roads and airports within 50 miles.
The D.E.D. weapon is gone, and we don't know who stole it.
I may have a lead.
You getting any readings?
No, but you know what's more unsettling?
What?
I don't remember this gorge being here before.
What is this?
Recording wire.
The military used to use it for dictation before magnetic tape.
Subject in custody identified himself
as one Jack Carter, town sheriff.
He's of average height, weight, intellect.
No, scrap that...
He's a bit thickheaded, to be quite honest.
See, I'm 6'1".
In 1947, 6'1" is big.
Yes, you are very big and smart.
The army did make an arrest, a private Adam Barlowe.
Barlowe?
Jack, it's me.
I mean you.
Forget it. First, I'm in 1947, again.
And 6'1" is huge. Second, listen.
Beverly is Adam Barlowe's daughter, and Grant's with her right now.
So stop staring at the machine and do exactly what I tell you.
Allison's life depends on it.
Come on, pick up.
You've reached the voice mail of Dr. Allison Blake.
What's up with Jack?
I don't know.
- Henry... - Yeah, run!
I trust me.
What is he doing?
I trust me.
Oh, crap!
Oh, I don't trust me!
Carter?
- What the hell... - I got my message.
Grant?
Yeah.
Nice uniform.
It worked.
Allison!
Beverly.
Beverly?
Allison?
Here we go.
- I'll get her. - She's fine.
- What are you doing? - Sorry. Come here.
Oh, my God!
- What are you wearing? - Wha...
Charles, what did you do?
Nothing.
He screwed up, but it's...
He made it right.
That was a crazy stunt.
Check the building! Contain the area!
No sign of Beverly.
Well, I'm sure she has noble goals,
but she's become too focused on amassing power.
Well, you know what they say: "Absolute power corrupts...
Absolutely."
Oh, jeez, guys.
I thought I could make things right.
But there are certain things in the universe that clearly can't be changed.
I'm just real glad your accident wasn't one of them.
- Me too. - I'm so sorry.
You know, I...
I never meant for any of this to happen.
Well, I think we can all relate to making bad choices with good intentions.
Well, at least I can, at any rate.
Well, good news is we recovered the D.E.D. device.
Bad news is Mansfield is ordering a complete investigation.
Everyone involved will have to testify.
If they look too hard at Grant, they could figure out who he really is.
Yeah, and that we're all a part of it.
Being sanctioned for violating time-travel protocols would be bad.
Well...
We're the only ones who know that he's involved.
So we just have to make sure that it stays that way.
Sorry for the inconvenience, Mr. Donovan.
The evidence was overwhelming.
Well, you can relax, 'cause I'm not gonna sue you.
Oh, glad to see the experience hasn't hardened you. Thanks for your help.
Hang on. You're not getting off that easy, Lupo.
I'm not stupid.
I know something's happened with the five of you, and part of it had to do with us.
Zane, let it go. Grant's been cleared, and so have you.
I'm not talking about Grant.
You had my grandmother's engagement ring, Jo.
Come on.
Tell me what we were to each other.
Nothing.
I got to go.
Now, why didn't that feel like a first kiss?
Zane! Hey!
I just heard the good news.
We should go out and celebrate.
- Jo, do you want to come? - No. No, no, no.
You two go ahead.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Find any mementos from the past?
A few things.
Got your paperwork.
It's a standard redaction...
Everything you're gonna need to start your new life someplace else.
And judging from the credentials Fargo gave you...
You're gonna be able to write your own ticket.
I don't know what to say.
I appreciate that, I do, but...
I'm not sure a new job is gonna be strictly necessary.
Johnson & Johnson?
Yeah, an old friend told me to invest a while back,
only this time around, I chose to listen to her.
1,000 shares in 1947?
Yeah. With six decades of stock splits and interest,
I'm what you might call...
rolling in it.
Where you gonna go?
Well, I always did want to travel.
Now...
I can do it first class.
I think that's everything.
I just wanted to...
say thanks.
For helping me save her.
I mean, I don't know...
Thanks.
You don't have to thank me for that.
After the mess I got you guys into, it's the least I could do.
Hey, I'm no good at good-byes, so...
Tell the others for me.
Sure.
Almost forgot.
From one baseball fan to another.
I'll be seeing you, sport.
Don't call me "sport".
"Jackie Robinson"?
I'm afraid things didn't work out the way we hoped.
But I do have a new target in mind.
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