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never to be like him.

-This is you?

-Only place he ever took me.

The track.

Next horse and the next race

was always the sure thing.

Last time I saw him...

before he died...

I told him that

I was gonna get into MIT.

I said you could bet on it.

Hey, you know

what he said to me?

He looked me straight in

the eyes and he goes...

"Nobody would give me the odds."

Jim's not one of us.

He never was.

-It's true.

-And he's a bit of a dick.

Well, clearly he's not the most liked

or valuable member of this team.

So therefore, he's expendable.

That's why I pounded keyboards

every night 'til my fingers bled.

Got a scholarship to MIT.

Got to the top of my class.

Got in front of Landau.

Got here on Project 880.

I, I can't pass up an opportunity to

be the world's first time traveler.

I know.

Okay. Calibrating for one hour.

Any, last words?

About to start. Let's go.

All right,

initializing ion generator.

-Sh*t.

-Did we expect that?

No, the vortex is collapsing.

It'll tear us apart.

No, no, it's stabilizing.

I got it.

What the hell is that?

-What?

-You asked.

Jim.

You ready?

Where's he going?

Not to where... when.

Sorry. I always

wanted to say that.

We're sending you one hour forward.

It'll be midnight exactly.

Okay?

Remember, keep your arms

and legs inside the vortex.

Anything outside the field,

it ain't going anywhere.

When you get there, just wait.

All right, by definition,

we'll catch up to you.

All right?

I'll see you in one hour, okay?

Yeah.

Hey, Jim,

remember it's a black hole.

If anything goes wrong, you will

literally disappear up your own ass.

Good luck, Jim.

Gale, now.

Now.

What the f***?

Self destruct in four minutes.

This whole place is gonna blow!

Welcome to Project 880.

Gale, Gale.

Welcome to Project 880.

-Jim! Jim! Jim!

-Gale! Gale! No!

Self destruct in two minutes.

-Jim.

-Lewis. Lewis, what happened?

Who did this?

I don't know.

We kept filming like you said.

-I did?

-You will.

Back.

Stop him. Stop him.

Self destruct in one minute.

What's happening?

-What's happening?

-Something's coming back.

What?

Why though? Why? Why?

Why would he be coming back?

We did it!

We did it!

Jim?

Why did you come back?

We said don't come back.

What the f*** is going on?

-Jim, what happened?

-Is that my camera?

Jim?

Guys...

Bad news.

-The tactical team's here.

-Good.

All right.

Let's go, boys.

-Go, go, go, everybody down.

-Everybody down!

-Get down, get down!

-Get down.

-What is this?

-Get down!

Get off me.

-Clear, clear, clear.

-Clear, clear.

Where are they?

Try and take it easy. Easy.

-Lay down right here.

-On the couch.

Have a seat. Have a seat.

Relax, relax. Easy...

Okay, Jim, baby, start at the

beginning, okay, what happened?

The lab,

it was, it was a mess.

It was empty.

I, I couldn't find any of you.

God, it's like somebody's pounding

on my head with a hammer.

Your nose is bleeding. I'm gonna

get something for that.

I've seen enough

blood for one night.

Alright,

tell us what happened.

I saw a body.

-It was missing its head.

-Who? Who was it?

Did I mention

the missing head part?

-Okay. So what happened next?

-I heard a scream.

It was you.

I ran as fast as I could, but you

were being pulled into an elevator.

-By who?

-I, I just saw black gloves.

I could...

I couldn't see who it was.

-That's all I saw.

-F***!

And then I...

I tripped over Lewis.

Wait. What?

You were on the floor, dying

and you gave me this camera.

Dying? How?

Look, you just said

that we kept filming.

So I guess

we kept filming, okay?

Great. So we can just check

all this out on the camera.

It just got taken

to a rift in space and time.

I'm pretty sure we voided the damn

warranty. And it's got blood on it.

That's your blood.

F***. That's just great.

I'll do my best.

Good. But until then,

no footage, no proof.

Look, I'm not making this up,

you dick.

Okay. So then tell me this. Why didn't you just

stick around and find out what was going on,

before you came back

and started scaring everybody?

Because the lab

was about to explode.

Somebody set the lab

to self destruct.

Right.

We don't have a self destruct.

No, actually we do.

Why do we have a self destruct?

The machine belongs to all

of us. That was the deal.

Now we all know that what we've

built is far too powerful

to fall into the hands

of the wrong persons.

Especially the government.

I don't believe this crap.

What the f***!

I need to talk to you outside.

And you can't

repeat this to anyone.

But I think that we might have

been infiltrated by the NSA.

It's Jim, right?

That's why you sent him instead.

That's why he's so expendable.

But he also

could be telling the truth.

Why don't you let me

go forward and find out?

Look, we are all dead

at midnight.

That is the worst

spoiler alert ever.

Look, that means we just have less than

an hour to get the hell outta here.

-Yeah, OK.

-Time displacement commencing.

What?

Let's do this, Landau.

Speed it up, Landau.

-Mr. Landau, stop. What are you doing?

-All right, easy, easy, easy.

I'm going forward

to check it out.

-What?

-I'm telling you the truth.

I'm not gonna sit around here

for an hour to find out.

By the time you get there,

it'll all be over.

No, I'm gonna arrive at 11:50,

ten minutes before you did.

All right, smart ass.

I hope you're bringing a gun

because there's gonna be somebody

there f***ing killing us.

-All right, bring a gun. You.

-You smug bastard.

I picked the wrong week

to quit smoking.

-You're making a mistake.

-Kiss for luck?

Bite me, Bill.

Hit it.

Don't do this.

Ready. Ready. Ready

Okay, back to plan A.

Let's get the f*** outta here.

Well, wait, what if William's

plan actually works?

We won't know what he manages

to do for another 40 minutes.

By then, it might be too late.

Wait. Wait.

He's coming back.

What is that?

What is... What the...

What is that? What is that?

My God!

That's it. Time to get

the f*** outta here.

Elevator not responding.

F***. The elevator runs on

the power from the warehouse.

No, no, no.

Game over, man. Game over.

What, what's wrong?

The warehouse in the city

that right now has no power.

But you geniuses did that!

No, we know that it gets fixed,

okay. I saw it.

But too late.

By then, we're dead.

F***.

The security office.

They have a phone.

Bill's head

was some kind of trophy.

-The killer is taunting us.

-The phones are dead.

Sh*t. The internet's out, too.

It was all working before.

Who are we gonna call anyway?

Hello, 911,

we're in a top secret lab

under the city

doing experimental time travel.

And by the way, there's

gonna be a bunch of murders.

Look.

That's him. That's him.

That's him on the CCTV.

So the killer cut the lines.

When was this?

Eleven minutes ago.

No, no, we were,

we were all in the lab.

No, we weren't.

Mr. Landau left right before.

Are you trying to accuse me?

Him. He wasn't there either.

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