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Tell me, Mr. Griffin, any

change in your condition?

Nausea come back?

Headaches?

Yeah, they come and go.

And the dreams?

Still unusually vivid?

Yeah.

But they're just dreams.

Let's talk about

your memory.

Any improvement there?

It's just...

Nothingness.

A big fat gap.

How far back does

the gap reach?

About a week before the

experiment, maybe more.

And that includes

the 36 hour loop?

I-it's a complete blank.

It's like it

never happened.

Okay, thank you.

We need to find Helen.

I thought I

made it clear...

We have to assume Wells

told her about this

project.

She disappeared

for a week.

We don't know where she's

been, who she's talked to.

We've no idea what she's

told people about whatever

it is you're doing here!

And what?

You want to

interrogate her?

I just want to

talk to her.

It's unnecessary.

Let her show us that.

I'll be the first

to apologize.

(Alex) I want to believe it.

I mean, what

engineer wouldn't?

But?

Only the simple fact that

the laws of physics tell

us that time travel is

probably impossible.

Why do you think Wells was

so secretive about his work?

It wasn't because they

were building toaster ovens.

You said they started

sending volunteers back a

few months ago, right?

Yeah, a maximum

of 36 hours.

Then why?

Why if things were

going so well?

Why would Wells commit...

Why would he

do what he did?

Why now?

I'm sorry, I...

I shouldn't have asked.

The volunteers were having

all these problems with

amnesia, like I am right

now, and Wells was so

frustrated that he

couldn't solve it and...

You know, maybe that's...

I'd seen him depressed

before, and it wasn't like that.

At least he didn't seem

like that, but, I mean

clearly what the

hell do I know?

If I...

I'd paid closer attention.

If I hadn't been so consumed

in my own work, maybe...

He rejected life.

Our life together.

He rejected me.

It makes me so

f***ing angry at him.

He came here

alone that night.

He wanted to work on some

bug with the prototype,

get away from the lab.

Clear his mind.

He was...

upset about something.

He was, I could

tell, but...

I didn't let him go.

The next morning

I called and...

and I called and...

when he didn't pick up I,

I drove out here, and then I...

Then I found him.

I found...

Listen to me, okay?

You know I've been there.

Right where you're

sitting right now.

I've been there.

We had breakfast

together that morning.

I knew Caroline was gone.

A blood vessel

in her brain.

And afterward, the world

just kept on moving but I

was stuck in the

land of "what ifs."

Could I have done this?

Why didn't I do that?

Why didn't I

see it coming?

That was three years ago.

And it's taken that long

for me to realize

it's okay, I'm still alive.

You're suffering, blaming

yourself, living in the past.

It doesn't help him now.

[melancholy piano music]

[thud]

Ow!

[beeps]

[beeps]

[sound of lock releasing]

Jesus!

That's not for

hunting, is it?

It was our first date.

The combination, my

first date with Wells,

day-month-year.

We went to this dive

bar at grad school.

We used that

combination as a code.

Nobody else would know it.

He left this

thing for you?

No, I would've seen it

the last time I was here.

So you think it was...

the other?

I don't know.

[clock ticking sound]

[clock ticking slows]

[mysterious synth music]

[garage door closing]

[metallic noise]

[watch ticking]

No f***ing way.

I don't wanna ask.

Wells left me a message.

[computer beeps]

[computer alert sounds]

[computer alert sounds]

Gotcha.

Tell me what this is.

I don't know.

Something to do

with optics, right?

It's the mathematical

description of the optimal

frame rate of a video

camera, once you give it a

set of lighting

conditions and lenses.

Am I supposed to be more

excited about that?

Okay, listen.

Wells and me,

we had a game.

Sort of like our own

version of Pictionary or

charades, but

for math nerds.

One of us would start

out writing a series of

equations.

A physics problem, some

descriptive mathematical

formula.

The equations would

represent a specific

physical phenomenon.

For example:

An equation describing

the motion of a baseball pitch.

The goal of the game is

for the other person to

guess the object as

quickly as possible.

So the pitch equation

would mean baseball. Got it?

You guys really were

a pair of dorks, huh?

And proud of it.

These equations here

mean video camera.

It's written exactly how

Wells and I used to do it.

There's a camera hidden in

the house,

but that's not all.

I remember seeing this

board the day that Wells

died and I didn't

solve it then.

The solution was blank,

and that's how I left it.

[tense music]

Watch it!

Watch out!

Isn't this all a

little Spy Versus Spy?

Wells wanted me to

find that message.

You don't have to believe

me, but help me anyway, okay?

I believe you.

Then start looking.

How'd you get these?

Bribed the manager.

It was her third trip

there this week.

There she is.

Take a look at her

shopping list.

Timers, digital scale,

pressure cooker.

Want to hazard a guess?

I know what you

want me to say.

Fine, I'll say it for you.

Your girl there.

I think she wants to

blow something up.

That's ridiculous.

[melodic phone ringtone]

What?

Well this is interesting.

[pensive music]

[digital beeping]

What did you see?

Wells protected

the footage.

I don't think

it was Wells.

She got here first.

She solved the equation.

She found it and watched

the footage and then

locked the camera.

We should tell

Thomas about this.

About everything.

He could help.

Wells was paranoid

for a reason.

Besides, the other me

watched this footage,

whatever it is, right?

And I didn't go

to Thomas then, did I?

If there really is another

you running around out there.

Do you have a

better theory?

Let's say there

is a time machine.

That lab has to be sealed

up tight as bank vault.

How did you just walk in

and take the machine for a

joy ride?

I don't know.

Look, we can sit around

and wait for everything to

make perfect sense, but

I'm asking you to help me

right now.

When I really need it.

What do you want to do?

I want to find her.

Hm.

You really think you're

going to need that?

Helen's not dangerous.

Maybe you don't know her

as well as you think you do.

So what happens if you two

are in the same place at

the same time?

Is the universe

gonna collapse?

God, I hope not.

[tires screeching]

Did you hear that?

Oh sh*t!

What are you doing?

[knocking]

(Thomas) Helen?

Helen, it's Thomas.

Helen, just let them in.

You haven't done

anything wrong, okay?

They're here to help.

How do you know that?

(Thomas) I just

want to talk to you.

Wait a second!

(Kraviz) Helen, we've

got you on tape!

The pressure cooker, what

are you going to use that for?

I don't know what

you're talking about!

(Thomas) We

saw you, Helen.

What do you want from me?

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