Predestination Page #6
I didn't think you jumped anymore.
Only on special occasions.
I have a piece of the
Fizzle Bomber's timer.
You made an illegal jump.
That's a serious offense.
It doesn't matter anymore.
I had to try again.
And did you apprehend him?
No.
The fragments of matter you leave behind
after each jump
we can only repair so much.
The onset of psychosis, dementia.
It can be serious.
I'm fine.
How many illegal jumps have you made?
Just one.
I'll accept the punishment.
The parameters set by the Bureau
are strict for a reason.
They exist for our protection.
However,
I've always thought we could accomplish
so much more
without the constant bureaucratic control
of the board.
An Agent operating from the outside.
She'll endure so much pain
because of what I do.
That's the way it has to be.
That's the way it's always been.
You should understand that
better than anyone.
The snake that eats its own tail,
forever and ever.
You are here to create history
and influence what is to come.
I don't think I can do it.
Understand you are
more than an Agent.
You're a gift given to
the world through a
Predestination Paradox.
You're the only one
free from history, ancestry.
The rooster.
But you must complete your mission.
You must lay the seeds for the future.
We're counting on you.
And what happens when that day comes,
when I have no knowledge of my future?
Well, then, like everyone else
you're just going to have to take it
one day at a time.
You have a long journey ahead of you.
They say that the journey
of a thousand miles
starts right at your feet.
And my feet sure could use a rest.
All right, just going to cover up your eyes
just to be safe, okay?
Jumping back almost 20 years can be rough.
Hold the baby tight.
You ready?
And remember, deep breaths.
Preparation is the key to successful,
inconspicuous time travel.
Luck is the residue of design.
Earlier, I had registered
as Gregory Johnson,
Warren, Ohio.
Keep it simple.
Blend in.
Safe journey, Jane.
Stay strong, John.
You have a bright future ahead.
City of Cleveland Orphanage.
Stay here.
Where are you going?
Don't worry.
I'll be right back.
You sick f***.
You tricked me.
The choice was yours.
What choice?
I'm not going to leave her.
That's the way that it is.
It's the way it always has been.
I'm sorry if you feel deceived.
But it's a mistake to think that we can
change certain events.
Just like you said, some things
are inevitable.
- But I love her.
- I know.
I know that.
And now that you've found her
you know who she is.
And you understand who you are.
And now maybe you're ready
to understand who I am.
Now, listen to me. Listen to me.
The shock will wear off
but you can take comfort in knowing
that these events
are happening in the correct order.
The path you're on will take you
to your destination.
Where is that?
You let me take you to Robertson
and he'll show you everything.
I don't want to leave her.
You're not.
I never wanted to hurt her.
I know.
And now she knows too.
John.
Listen to me, all right? You're home.
Your troubles are over.
You're going to save millions of lives.
You're about to embark on the most
important job a man has ever had.
And you're going to do great. I know.
All right, he's forward jumped 22 years.
He's not used to this kind of distance.
John had to want this.
His life had to be fouled up.
He had to have nothing in order
to achieve so much.
A hundred horrible crimes
didn't go as planned, because of him.
Because of the work you've done.
But the Fizzle Bomber's still out there.
I failed.
He made you a better Agent.
We've all learned things from him.
He's made us better at our jobs.
This organization wouldn't have grown
if it wasn't for the Fizzle Bomber.
You sound as if you admire him.
He's a terrorist.
Nothing's that simple.
I wish that it were.
What's this?
It's the timer.
Got some new leads.
When you reach your final destination
your Field Kit will decommission...
As per regulation.
You sure you want to retire to New York
so close to the date of the blast?
Yes, sir.
You take care of yourself.
Yes, sir.
I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
Jesus H. Christ, Conner!
Here, look, I'll refund your goddamn money.
I don't want a refund. Just let me play
the damn song!
Yeah, come on, Jerry. Let him play
the damn song.
And by the way, I quit.
So, this is it.
Home.
The order finally came through today.
I guess it was inevitable.
By the time you listen to this seven years
will have passed.
Our first mission
is just as important as our last.
Each one getting us closer
to our final destination.
See, you'll find out that time
has a very different meaning
to people like us.
Time catches up with us all
even those in our line of work.
I guess you could say we're gifted.
God, Jesus, that sounds arrogant
saying it out loud.
All right, I'll put it a better way.
I guess you could say
we were born into this job.
You don't see a lot of guys
using these anymore.
- Is that okay?
- Yeah.
It's just that...
I get kind of sentimental about the past.
That's cool.
Me too.
I see.
So, you're a writer?
I used to be, I guess.
And you're thinking of taking it up again?
I was thinking about it.
- Right on.
- Yeah.
What kind of things do you write?
Oh, just confession stories.
What, kind of like those
scorned women stories?
You know, passion, heartbreak, jealousy.
No, not kinda like, exactly like.
- Seriously?
- Yeah, seriously.
You don't look like the type of guy
that'd be into that.
What do I look like I would be into?
That's a big question.
Well, you're interested in this
gorgeous '40 Royal Portable.
I am.
Tool of choice for Hemingway,
Kerouac, Fleming.
And taking into account I've known you
for a whole 30 seconds...
I'm thinking you're into adventure.
Suspense.
Maybe a touch of romance.
And definitely a big splash of murder.
- That's stupid, right?
- No, it's not.
It's never too late to be who
you might have been.
It's not just the physical injuries.
You've logged more field hours
than any of the other Agents
I've been assigned to.
The risks are real.
The fragments of matter
you leave behind after each jump
we can only repair so much.
The onset of psychosis, dementia.
That can be serious.
I'm fine.
Time travel can be disorienting.
Don't ever exceed the jump limit.
It can be problematic.
The snake that eats its own tail
forever and ever.
I know where I come from.
But where do all you zombies come from?
Oh, my God.
You look good.
I missed you.
You're the Fizzle Bomber?
We always hated that name, remember?
You're a murderer.
No, no, no. See, I've saved lives,
more than I ever could have
from inside the bureau.
No, you kill innocent people.
Innocent people.
No, no, no.
I have clippings from the future.
Clippings from futures that never happened
because I prevented them.
More tragedies prevented, lives saved.
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