Time Travelers Page #6

Doctor, I told you I know everything

that's gonna happen tonight.

The explosions, remember? -Yes,

you told me I was going to die.

Josh-

-Your watch.

Your pocket watch. Someday,

it's gonna be found.

I'll pick it up, open it...

and read the inscription

on the inside.

Your wife must have given it to you on the

last anniversary she could share with you.

November 1 O, 1854.

"To my beloved...

my most beloved husband", she said.

No one-

No one in the world but me...

and my wife knew.

All right.

All right. All right, clear

the way. Let this man out!

Now, move! Leave him alone!

The rest of you get busy. I want wagons,

ambulances, anything you can find.

We're moving everybody out of here

right now! -Right away, Unclejosh.

- [ Clamoring]

-Cab! Cab!

[Grunts]

"To my beloved husband"

- [Chuckles]

Yes, Martha, my dear.

It was your last present to me.

My 49th birthday. [Scoffs]

My God, my darling, have

you been gone that long?

And am I really to join you tonight?

[Cattle Mooing]

I guess you thought

you'd never see me again!

But here I am! You're

gettin' outta here!

Come on, now. Come on!

Go on! Get outta here! Come on, now!

Get outta here! Get out! Hyah!

[ Mooing]

I'll never get my money back!

I could never face my wife again

if I hadn't got those critters out.

Listen to me. jim! What did

you do with the wine bottle?

What did you do with it?

- [ Laughing]

- [ Laughing Wildly, Hooting]

[Chattering]

[Fire Bells Ringing]

Clint! -Jeff.

This one practically has hair

growing in it. -Oh, thank God.

Look, we're gonna have to work

our way around the lake shore...

to get back to that

railroad station.

You know something? Her father

died at Chancellorsville...

her brother at Gettysburg-

then some young surgeon-

and now it's gonna be her Unclejosh.

He'll die, too. Everybody leaves

her, but still she goes on believing.

What are you talking about?

You have the answer

to X. B., right there.

They'll know what to

do with it back home.

I'm gonna stay hereJeff.

I'm gonna learn how

to paint a picture...

and I'm gonna learn

how to shoe a horse.

You what? -I can do

more good hereJeff.

I've never had anybody who

needs me the way she does.

She's a ghost out of the past...

and you're nothing but a

specter from the future!

No. No!

Wait, wait, wait!

Where's-Where's thejohnson girl?

[Sighs] I thought

she was already out.

No. No, they forgot her.

She must be still inside.

Uncle Josh... let someone else go.

- [Explosion]

[Sighs]

Thejohnson girl. -I'll help you.

[Jeff] Come back, Clint!

Clint, no! We have to

leave! -l can't. I love her.

But she's already

dead! -Let go of me!

You haven't even been

born yet! -Let go of me!

Clint, you can't change what's already

happened. -You don't know what happened.

It's 105 years ago!

[ Women Screaming]

jeff, isn't there anything

we can do to help? -No.

[Jeff] We gotta get up

there before she goes, Clint!

[Train Whistle Blowing]

[ Beeping ]

Well, feeling better?

Much better, thank you.

What are you doing here?

-We came to see you.

And to give you a personal

letter from the White House...

congratulating you

on your discovery.

You mean, the cure

works? -I'll show you.

Our very first recovery.

She's going home. She just

wanted to say good-bye.

Come in, Betty.

Hello!

-H1; Betty.

I bet you don't remember me, do you?

Well, not really, I guess. But I

know you're the one that saved me.

No. Not me.

Not just me. But thank you,

anyway. Good luck, honey.

Bye. -Bye.

But you're being cured, too. And the

question is, when were you infected?

In the past, or the present?

Helen, where is Jeff?

-As a scientist...

doesn't that fascinate you?

-I spoke to him this morning.

He's doing what you asked him to

do. -In a way, we could say...

you had a fever for 1 O4 years

- imagine!

Then, on the other hand, if your

infection first occurred in the present-

Dr. Cummings, I really don't think

he's much interested in that yet.

[Chuckles] You will

be, son. You will be.

Perhaps you'd like to run some

more medical experiments for us.

The black plague. -I'd what?

Clint, we desperately need

someone with your qualifications.

Now, wait a minute!

Well, you've already broken

so much new ground for us.

Like bringing you back here to New

Orleans instead of to our ranch house.

Do you mean you

never did that before?

Well, we had to, Clint,

for the sake of speed.

You didn't even know it was gonna

work, and you didn't warn me?

You'vejust been slapping

us around in time...

like a pair of white

mice in your laboratory?

[Phone Ringing]

Hello? Oh, yes, put him on.

It's Chicago.

What happened?

Wonderful! Yes, I'll tell him!

Oh, we all will.

Right away. Okay. Bye.

[ Placing Receiver In Cradle]

That wasjeff. He found it.

[Clint] That White House letter's

more for him than anyone else.

He'll think it was a phony.

It wasn't signed by President Grant.

[Chuckles] Well-

Where is she?

It's nice, it was paid

for by an alderman.

Clarence

somebody-or-other.

October 9.

That same night. She

did die that same night.

You couldn't have saved her, Clint.

No.

I guess I just fell in love

with history, that's all.

[Fire Roaring]

The end

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