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-Seek Harmony.

-Oh, look at all this food.

-Oh, god, what drugs did I take last night?

-Someone's up early.

Oh, I'm sorry, here, um...

let me clean this up.

Do you want any of this?

-No, I...I'm good.

-Oh, OK.

-Hey, need to talk to you

about last night.

-Oh, about like the door bell?

No, before that.

Listen, I didn't mean to call you a brat.

-Oh, um...yeah. I'm sure we both said

things we didn't mean.

-That's mature of you.

-Yeah, I mean, at the end of the day

we're still family, right?

-Yeah, we are.

-Oh, for Christ's sakes. I can't believe

you're falling for this.

-Listen, I gotta go to work, but

we'll talk later?

-OK, Yeah, bye.

(thinking) I don't know how

long I can keep this up.

-Finally!

-Hey, Ava!

Come on, babe, get in the car,

I want to talk to you!

-I have somewhere else to be.

-Let me take you!

-I prefer walking.

-Oh, don't be mad.

Look, I'm sorry, alright?

Alright? I was wasted all night.

I get it; I shouldn't have left, I'm sorry.

-You know, I... don't really

want to discuss this.

-Look, I said I was sorry, what

more do you want from me?

-I want you to keep on driving.

-You can't get rid

of me that easily.

-Look, let me put this blunt to you, guy.

Stay away.

I never want to see you again ever.

-Fine!

If that's the way you want to be about it.

-It is!

-No, Matt! Don't listen to her!

How did I get in here?

Why can't you see me?

Look, I don't know what's going on,

I'm gonna try to find

out how to make it right.

-Don't be a stranger.

Excuse me, do you know the way

to the Piccadilly Circus?

Too late.

They've run out

of Blackbird pie.

-My God!

It is you.

-Hi, Lancer.

Surprise!

Wow, you hit the jackpot. Where did

you find that vessel?

-At some sort of fraternity

hazing ritual, gone south.

you know, and I thought my

vessel was young.

-Yeah, I know, drug overdose.

Can you believe?

-I'm sorry.

I mean...that's actually sad, poor kid.

-Yeah.

So, what are you gonna do?

I don't know, I

can't just leave.

Because the kid would be gone, and

the mom will come searching for me.

-And create a bunch of unwanted attention.

Exactly. You know HQ needs to

really work in refining the jump system.

I know selections are limited.

But this? This is ridiculous.

-Maybe somebody at

base camp will have some ideas. Hmm?

-Yeah.

-We should probably go check in.

-Yes let's go.

-You folks lost or something?

-Uh, is...is this the

way to Piccadilly Circus ?

-You're too late.

We're done run out of Blackbird pie.

-We'll come back yesterday,

before they're all gone.

-You must be new, I don't

recognize those skins.

-Agent Lancer.

-Agent Seattle.

-Agent Derby. Welcome to our

little corner of paradise.

-Um, we've seen worse.

-Don't get me wrong. It's

better than being Uptime.

But I heard that the Pacific

unit is in a mansion in Bel Air.

Bel Air!

Whose ass do you have to

kiss to get that assignment?

We should put this on the

list for the next jump..

-Let's get through this one first.

-Oh, you got stuck

with a kid, huh?

Too bad. You should ask the

captain for a new skin.

-You can do that?

-Well, let me tell you, I've

seen some really bad jumps over the years.

One vessel was

decapitated in a car accident.

That was messy

-OK, I get it.

-See? The kid thing is sounding

better and better all the time.

-Wanna trade?

-No, thanks.

-Agent Seattle? Agent Lancer.

-Sir.

-I'm Captain Suthers. Thank you for making

the jump on such short notice.

We're happy to help.

How is the 21st century

treating you so far?

-I can't complain, the air is clean.

-Oh, have you tried orange juice?

It's amazing.

-Enjoy it while it lasts.

Come on, I'll give

you the Nickel tour.

While some other

stations are more

of your typical bang

and burn operation,

our emphasis is on executive action.

-What is this place?

-This will give you a

sense of what we're up against.

-Whoa.

-Jesus, I didn't realize that Cabal had so

many operatives in this timezone

They havent consolidated

their power structures yet.

They're still hindered by

national boundaries,

which makes it easier for us to cut

their legs off from under them.

You aren't afraid of getting

your hands dirty, are you?

-Not at all.

-Good.

-Who are you people?

-HQ knows we can't compete

with the Cabal Uptime.

They are bigger than us and have

unlimited resources.

But here downtime, it's

a level playing field.

Isn't that right?

-Whoa! What have I said about

the sneaking and the touching?

This vessel is very sensitive.

-Agent Paseo will get you started

with the data dump.

-The process itself is painless,

But it will give a hell of a migraine.

-Oh, oh, Captain, if it's not

too much to ask,

the guard mentioned the possibility

of getting a replacement vessel?

This is too young for field work.

-Especially if the two of you

are gonna be working together.

We don't want to raise too many questions.

-Hmm-hm.

-Wait, So does that mean

I can I get my body back?

I'll put in a transfer request.

-Oh, thank you sir.

-What?

So, but wait, how long id

it for a replacement?

Are you talking hours? Days?

-Ladies first.

I'm just gonna do a quick memory scan.

See what kind of goodies

you brought back.

Here we go.

Alright.

There we go.

Hopefully you'll do better

than the last jumper,

who apparently had a thing for cat videos.

I'm more of a dog lover myself.

Right.

Alright now we're cooking with main power.

OK.

Ooh..

Hello, gorgeous.

Where have you been all my life?

-I really wish you could hear me!

-Nightingale.

I have a new broadcast for you.

-Right away, captain.

28.

43.

-I intercepted an incoming

rebel transmission.

Sending it now.

-29.

35.

54.

7.

-What is it?

-Coordinates,American Southwest.

Early 21st century,

right Before the last world war.

-What do we know about

this timezone?"

-It matches the rebels' profile, alright.

Accidents, suicides,

suspicious deaths.

-How did we miss this cluster?

-All the victims were

low-level players, sir.

No one of any real significance.

-Damn it, we don't know that!

50 years ago, we were

all young officers!

Hell I could be on their list!

Or you.

And nobody around here

would notice our absence.

Sir, do you know how difficult

it is to monitor all of downtime?

The past is a big place.

And it's about to

get a lot smaller.

Send in the hunter.

- Hunter Alpha Charlie 42, report

to the stasis chambers immediately.

-Deputy Minister,

I didn't expect to see you here.

Where is the usual jump technician?

-I gave him the day off. Come in.

There's something I wanted

to show you personally.

-It doesn't look like much.

-Don't be so dismissive

The design was kept

intentionally simple to avoid

suspicion from local

authorities authorities.

Trust me.

It packs one hell of a punch.

-What is it?

-Something new. We want you

to beta est it out on the field.

All of this is top

secret,of course.

-I can keep a secret.

-Good.

-I like it, the rebels will

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