Time Travelers Page #5
- Year:
- 1976
- 78 min
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[Sighs]
All right. So now what?
So now, just leave
me alone, all right?
No, Clint!
The Chicago Fire is already started!
[effi we failed. I can't save
Betty, I can't save anybody.
So what do you want to do? Die
before you've even been born?
Come on, Clint. Get up. [Grunts] I'm
gonna get the rest of your clothes on.
In less than two hours, this
hospital is gonna be on fire.
Okay -What'd
you say about a fire?
It's all rightjust take it
easy. -Where is this fire?
[Sniffs] I been
thinkin' I smelled smoke.
You better get back to bed.
Oh. my God!
That's west of here, ain't it?
-From here, about southwest.
What are you doing? -I
want you to see this.
[ Man ] Where them
holdin' pens are.
And me, I got 500 white-faced Herefords
just a-sittin' down there someplace.
My whole life.
Back in New Orleans, you've
got a hundred, or a thousand...
or maybe a million human beings! -What
can we possibly do in a matter of minutes?
That's a question I
never ask myself, Doctor.
If we get back to that railroad station, every
record out of Henderson's office downstairs...
is going with us!
Here, have a pillowcase. You
grab the patients' records.
Maybe computers back home could
find something we couldn't.
Jeff, this whole
thing has gone wrong.
We're supposed to leave
from the North Side, right?
How do you know that station will
even be there at the right time?
I don't know.
I gotta go find my clothes.
[Uncapping Bottle]
[ Scoffs ]
Dr. Henderson?
Nurse Henderson?
Just a moment, Nancy.
-Please? The fire.
Honey, the fire's a long way off.
There's nothing to be
afraid of. -It's so bright.
Well, it's just because of
the reflection from the sky.
Now, you be a good girl.
I'll be back.
Sir? Dr. Henderson?
Uh, I thinkyou'll find him up
in the women's contagious ward.
I was just up there.
What are you doing?
Fire's gettin' worse.
Joe, you lookin' for me?
It's all right. He knows I'm here.
Sir, what is this? I come in, find
this man rifling your whole desk.
Oh, no, no. I told him he could
look at anything he wanted to.
take any of my papers.
Doctor, I-l can explain this.
Doctor, you'd better
look at this, right now.
It's the answer to that telegram you
asked me to send out this morning...
to the surgeon general. -Who?
Who?
Yes, who?
That's a very good question.
Who the devil are you, sir?
I don't understand.
If you'd just let me see that, sir.
I sent him a little thank you for
sending such helpful assistants...
and here he says he's
never even heard...
of anyone named Earnshaw or Adams.
There you are, stealin'
all my patients' records.
own. -Doctor, please.
I asked you a question. Who are you?
Sir, if I were to answer that-
If you were to answer it? [Scoffs]
Joe, d- T-Take that
stuff away from him.
Mister, maybe I don't
care who you are.
After the dumb way I've
trusted you and your friend.
[ Explosion]
- [Joe] My God! What was that?
The first use of
dynamite, I believe.
trying to build a firebreak.
How do you know that? -I
know, Doctor, because...
I know everything that's
gonna happen tonight.
In the next few minutes, the Union
Bank building will be dynamited...
in an effort to
stop the fire.
Doctor, I desperately
need your records!
I've got to have them!
Chicago's burning!
The whole city'll be on
fire. This hospital, too.
[Explosion]
My God! The Union Bank,
about 1 O blocks over.
Yeah. Yeah, over that way. [Grunts]
A few more seconds, another building,
several blocks to the west, was dynamited.
Gas pipes are
rupturing. Gas pockets.
Buildings exploding into flame.
Since you seem to know so much...
uh, but what about me?
Am I maybe gonna catch on fire, too?
I'm sorry, Doctor. I don't
know how it'll happen, but...
sometime tonight,
you're going to die.
[Laughing]
That does itljust like
any two-bit soothsayer.
First you scare the suckers, then-
Dr. Henderson-
-Shut up!
Joe, he's all yours. Tie him
up and put him in a padded cell.
[Explosion]
Clint! -Those explosions! The fire!
Where's Clint? -I just
got back. He's not here.
Where'd he go? -I don't know.
I've got to know where he
is. -I just said I don't know.
Both his clothes and
his medical bag are gone.
Medical bag. The lab! Yea
- The lab?
It's this way. What would
he be doing in the lab?
There you are. You should be
in bed. -What are you doing?
Never mind thatjane, do you
have any more of this wine?
L-I don't know. Uh, there were only a couple
of bottles left in the hospital this afternoon.
I thought you checked
the wine earlier. -I did.
But down at the bottom of this
bottle are traces of- - [j0shua]jane?
Yes, Unclejosh. -jane!
You all right? -Of
course I'm all right.
Dr. Henderson, I need you.
Where does this wine come from?
-Now, why the devil should I tell you-
[Jeff] Please, sir!
Please listen to him.
The wine. Where does it come from?
The wine, well, I make it myself.
From elderberries.
Do you bottle it
yourself, Doctor? -Mm-hmm.
I need more. There were only a
few traces here on the bottom...
and a few more on the cork.
-Traces? Traces of what?
Take a look at this, Doctor.
[ Dr. Henderson] The light!
Where does that light come from?
It's a tiny battery. Sodium.
Here, I'll show you something else.
A centrifuge.
For the sedimentation of
blood and other substances.
Louis Pasteur hasn't even
imagined that yet. -Oh, yeah.
L-I met Pasteur. Koch, too.
Doctor, never mind that. Look in
this thing and tell me what you see.
image is sharp to your eye.
[Clears Throat]
I Clint] Huh?
Well, I don't know. I-
I have never seen
anything like it before.
Never. [Chuckles]
Waving fronds of... moving bits.
Fungus? Spores? -Maybe
a new antibacterial...
"Antibacterial?
-"Anti-infectant", uh...
a product of fermentation,
like penicillin, like-
[Chuckles] Doctor
- Doctor, I don't have enough there yet to analyze it.
I need at least one more bottle.
Where's the rest of it? -Antiinfection,
the product of fermentation?
Unclejosh has more
bottles at the house.
That's way over on the North Side.
The fire's between here and there.
Clinton, did that Texan take
a bottle with him when he left?
Yes, he did. -Well, he's
headed for the cattle pens.
That's closer. -The sailor refused
to drink the wine, and he's dead.
wine, and he's alivejeff?
Do you think we can find him?
Wait here.
- [Joe] Take him! -
[Jeff] Aw, come on-
Wait! Wait, wait, wait! Hold on.
Who are you? What do
you want here, and...
where are you 290m? -Doctor,
you wouldn't believe me if I told you.
We've gotta get that other
bottle, and take it back with us.
Take it back where? Wha-
Clinton? - [Explosion]
Jeff, we're running out of time.
-[ People Screaming]
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