7 Splinters in Time Page #2
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Can you tell me anything
about you?
Um...
Yeah.
It was very...
It was very nice to meet you.
I can't feel my face.
Really? Wait, are
you... I... I mean...
I was just... sorry.
Um...
Daniel and I were the type of
friends who would sit for hours
and talk.
And then Daniel was
also the type of friend
who every once in awhile
would just, like,
make you feel like something
was real in the world.
His wife said he left
for work and never came back.
He works in a nail factory.
for a hobby.
Nail factory? You serious?
Yeah.
What's his background?
That's just the thing.
Apparently suffered
from a major case
History's completely spotty.
What do we know about him?
Woke up on a highway.
Couldn't remember his name.
Couldn't remember anything...
His family, his childhood.
Slate's clean.
Are you all right, Lefaux?
Are you taking the medication?
Yeah.
Yeah.
All right, come on.
Come on.
Police are investigating
the brutal homicide
of a 40-year-old man
early Wednesday morning.
I'm watching on a screen.
First,
I see him dead.
As of yet, investigators
do not have any leads...
And then he walks
out of a building.
Mr. nightingale
was found by a dock worker
at six A.M. today,
having apparently died
of internal injuries...
What's happening here?
Everyone thought it was you.
Stabbed in the navel.
Hey!
It's all rhythmical. Why don't
you go get a job, you freak.
Come on, I had a job once.
I did not like it.
Is this a good move for you?
Or a bad move for you?
Is this a good move for you
or bad move for you?
I'll take winner.
That would be me.
Who's he? I don't like
the cut of his suit.
Yes, well, I told him as much.
You think you know a person,
and then he goes
I understand.
Okay. The thing was...
Stop! Wait!
I'm sorry, do I know you?
Who are you?
You look just like me.
To help brother Daniel,
I have to get to Fyodor wax.
I don't know where he is,
but then I remember this tape.
Years ago Fyodor sent me a tape.
What's on the tape?
Well, the tape is information.
Does it just play automatically?
Of course it doesn't play
automatically.
It just makes sound
because someone wants
to make it make sound.
Who's the someone?
It's Fyodor.
He used to play the piano.
Those must be Fyodor's hands.
They have to be.
In the background
there's a little coaster,
and on that coaster,
if you stop the tape
it says,
"the hotel Babylon."
Is he talking to me?
Is he asking me something?
Is he saying to me,
"I want you to come to me.
So that you, when you get
to me, will talk to me
or hear some more information
from me, for you?"
I don't know.
To help brother Daniel,
I have to get to Fyodor wax.
I think this is
a message for me.
Piano. Piano.
"come get me,
you f***ing lunatic."
...pleasant experience,
all in all.
I'm sorry, do I know you?
What if you were able to go back
and replay the same way
you rewind a film
to see a part that you wanted
to see again all over again?
What if time
could work that way?
What if time could work
in the way
that you could go back in time
and find that one person,
that one person who was
the one that got away,
or the one
that you got away from,
and you could say to them,
"I know what I did wrong.
Do you know what you did wrong?
Can we agree
on what we did wrong?"
I think back to things
that have come before
so different than now?
Because if I had the ability
to go back to then,
I wouldn't think
of then as then,
So, is "then" now?
And even "now" is
what was to be back then
when I was thinking it was now.
And it's a little strange,
don't you think?
Because "to be" is to be now.
I mean, now.
Well, then what I meant now
to be isn't to be,
because "to be" is now,
but what I meant to be was then,
then referred to as now,
only when I was speaking of it
as "now" then before.
Whoa.
Whoa.
Are we related, man?
so much like me.
I know, I know.
Just, please, stay with me.
Have a look at that.
Oh, man, this is not happening.
Have you noticed anything
suspicious around here lately?
Is this about the give that
Sheila left in the dumpster?
Man, I can explain that.
That's great.
Local police are conducting
an investigation
into the apparent homicide
of a 40-year-old local trader.
Mr. Dreyfus Tierney's body
was discovered earlier today
near the central
stock exchange complex.
Cause of death, multiple knife
wounds to the abdomen.
The police department has
not issued a statement,
but there is speculation
as to whether this murder
was connected to
the stabbing death...
Somebody change the channel,
man.
There might be other
versions of me in the world,
but I still felt alone.
None of these cheap duplicates
knew who the killer was,
and they were paying
Maybe the clues
were closer to home,
in the places I'd been
That... that symbol
means "Omphalos."
Yeah.
Omphalos?
Yeah, in Greek
"Omphalos" means navel.
I'm sorry, did you say "navel"?
Zeus.
Zeus foisted two eagles
across the world
to meet at the navel
of the world.
Are you all right?
I have to look something up.
What time do you close?
We don't close. No.
You don't close.
Where would I find
the microfiche?
I have no idea.
Great.
Creation from nothing.
The cords all link back.
Joyce.
Here you are.
Your father fiddled
with the fabric.
I'm sorry?
We have newspaper articles
going back 200 years.
Thank you.
Oh, if you need help,
she's very good.
No, I don't... I don't need...
I'll be going.
Lights out at six!
No dalliance, no body dilatory!
You are a lizard warrior.
If you sit in the sun
long enough, you'll get hit.
I asked the librarian
for all articles containing
the word Omphalos.
Find what you were looking for?
I know where I was born now.
Excellent.
Come back anytime.
Sometimes you wake up
in the morning
and you're like this.
You're like a lizard on a road.
You don't know who you are?
Can you tell
You know who you are.
Is this a good move for you
or a bad move?
God!
What are you doing in here?
You know what time it is?
No, I don't.
I'm starving!
Oh, god!
You want me to starve to death.
I'll be right there.
Sometimes she's
just talking to you,
and you remember what it's like.
Like, a nurturing being, right?
I can't get to her,
because she's gone
and has been
for a very long time.
And when I say gone, I don't
mean like on a trip to a store.
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