Grand Tour: Disaster in Time Page #6

- Caldwell do this or did

you dream this up?

- All right.

You got a problem with

the presidential suite?

move on to

the honeymoon.

What the...

Get the keys.

The keys, the keys,

the keys, the keys!

Get 'em!

Now open the door.

Go down and open the door.

Tell me what's

goin' on here.

We're breaking out

of jail, Ben! Come on!

Why do you look like me?

Aw, christ, just think

about it for two seconds and

then you'll figure it out.

But go, unlock the door

while you're thinkin', okay?

Tourists... this... Wait a minute.

This has something to do with...

Remember their passports? I used one

to come back, so I'm you, you're me and

this guy is tougher than he looks.

Don't help.

Whatever you do, don't help.

How come we can both be

in the same place at the same...

F*** the physics, Ben!

By the time you figure out

whether it's possible or not...

We're gonna be dead. Twice.

Now, let's get

the hell out of here!

Great.

Now get the truck.

Sheesh.

Hurry up.

Let's go.

- I'll drive, all right?

- All right, go ahead. You drive.

It's my truck.

A meteor.

That's it?

That's the spectacle?

Yeah, 11:
07.

That's when it hits.

- So what are we doin'?

- We're gettin' Hillary.

What about

everybody else?

Stop right here.

This is far enough.

You're better off here.

Trust me.

Okay, let's go.

Caldwell's.

You never answered me.

- About what?

- How many people are gonna die?

Five? Fifty? Come on...

- What am I, a census taker?

The whole west end of town was hit.

- The whole west...

You gonna drive?

So we just grab Hillary and run.

We don't tell anyone else?

I tried to talk to Caldwell...

And wound up in a cozy little

room at ground zero, all right?

Wait, let's... let's just

think this through first.

Nothing happens to Hillary tonight,

it's tomorrow that...

- Wrong. We worry now, tonight.

- But if it's the gas explosion at the...

You haven't seen what I've seen.

You haven't seen a goddamned thing yet,

And if you had, you wouldn't

be takin' chances with her life.

- Who said about taking chances?

- Just pull over. I'm drivin'.

Where, straight to Caldwell's

then straight out of town?

You don't have the guts

to do it? Huh? I do. Pull over.

I'm not sayin' we shouldn't

go get her. I didn't say that.

I'm just sayin' that you...

Wait a minute, are you

callin' me a coward?

Oh, what, you gonna deny it?

Huh? You gonna deny it to me?

Oh, yeah. Beautiful. Listen

to the guy who bailed out

on his dying wife.

Oh, you...

I was goin' for help.

You were runnin', man.

Town was north, you ran south,

and they saw.

And now it's happenin' all

over again. Well, this time

it's not gonna happen.

It's not gonna happen 'cause

you're gonna stick it out to the end.

You got that?

The end.

All the way, Benny.

- Ah!

- Ahhh...

This is the most f***ed-up

thing I've ever done.

All right, you got a better idea,

some brilliant plan to save everybody?

Let's hear it.

- No, I don't.

- I knew you didn't.

I don't know what

to do about it.

Oh, man.

But whatever we do,

better do it

pretty damn fast.

- Caldwell.

- Look, I'm down here at the station.

Deputy's M.I.A.

and so is Wilson.

Ju-just a minute.

Just a minute.

- He escaped?

- Unless they went out for

skittles and beer, yeah.

Oh, Christ.

Ben.

- How long ago?

- It's hard to say.

Could be headed up your way.

You want me to come up?

Don't bother.

We won't be here.

Get Hillary.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Now, what in the name

of god is that?

- I don't know. Let's find out.

- I never heard them before.

- Yeah. Come on.

- Wait for me.

Bells.

All right.

Now, go inside. Wait for me inside.

I'm gonna see what's happening.

[ bells:
"Fur Elise" ]

Sue?

Mrs. Appleton?

[ "Fur Elise" continues ]

Hello?

Hillary! Hillary!

[ ringing "Fur Elise" ]

Come on. We're all

goin' up to the church.

Hillary?

Hillary!

Who is that?

Who's up there?

That's what we're

tryin' to find out.

- You got keys?

- It's not locked. It never is.

- Who's up there?

- Probably some animals or something.

Kind of nice

hearin' them bells...

What is it, little darlin'?

What the devil's

going on here anyway?

Well, we got their attention.

Hillary. Go.

[ door slams ]

[ reverend ]

Ben!

What in the world are you d...

Gonna give me that thing?

- Let's wait.

- For what? Somebody to get hurt?

For just another minute.

Yeah, let's all just

wait right here.

Get out of my way.

Get out of my way! Let me up here.

Let her through.

Let her... just let her...

- Dad! Dad!

- Is that what this is all about?

- Your daughter and the judge?

- Let me through.

- Will you let me through!

- Upsy-daisy.

All right, Ben.

It's all right.

What the hell is

goin' on up here now?

Oh, God.

Well, you were my second guess,

right after Quasimodo.

- Stay here. Stay right here.

- So, what's it all about, Ben?

You got a grievance?

Air it.

Hell, there's no reason

to wait till next week.

We could have our hearing

right now, Ben, huh?

Now, tell us something, Ben,

otherwise we're all going back to bed.

It's gonna be loud.

It's gonna be scary.

It's gonna sound like

the end of everything we know.

I mean, you got a joke? A story?

Hey, I know.

Tell us the one

about your premonition.

You remember that, don't you, huh?

The one where the sky is falling?

It seems that Ben here thinks

we're gonna be visited by calamity.

What was it, an asteroid, Ben?

No, no, no, no, no.

"Meteorite".

Yea, it shall fall from the heaven

and smite this very spot.

Oscar, what time you got?

It's time to settle, Ben.

You're here, I'm here,

a jury of our peers...

Hell, jury of half the

goddamned county.

Just what is it

you want to say?

Hold on.

You just hold on.

You just hold on to me.

You just hold on to me.

We're gonna make it.

Everybody just...

Just hold on.

Tell 'em, not the school.

Anywhere but the school.

They will listen to you now.

Over here!

Ben.

God almighty.

Did you see?

The hotel...

It's-it's

just not there.

Good to see you, Sue.

Real good to see you.

Mr. Wilson.

There were still deaths,

Mr. Wilson.

I figured there

had to be... Some.

So where are they,

all your... all your pals?

Well, the tour

has been cancelled.

- In fact, all tours have been

suspended pending a decision.

- On?

On whether or not to destabilize

this destabilization.

Did it occur to you that we can

correct all this, that...

That we can go back

to yesterday and do this

all again if we choose?

If we find that this has changed

our world, we can... paint right

over this timescape.

We can make it

never happen.

- But you won't.

- No?

Would we be standing here

talking about it if it never happened?

Here's another one

for you to chew on.

Maybe we did change

your world tonight.

Maybe we made it

a little less perfect,

a little less...

Grand.

And maybe...

just maybe...

You liked it

a little bit more.

Remarkable thought.

Not bad for a bygoner.

Mr. Wilson...

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