Tomorrowland Page #5

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90% of your blood sugar

in 1/100th of a second

and you're gonna wish you were dead.

But then it'll be over.

Don't pee on us.

This sounds spectacular.

Why now? Why her?

Because she hasn't given up.

You think she can fix it.

What makes you say that?

Can she, Athena?

I have no idea.

Let's go find out.

Is it... Is this normal?

Thirsty.

Dying. I think I'm dying.

- You're not dying!

- I'm dying.

There's Coke in the fridge.

Help yourself.

We have no idea how many are here but

we're damn sure they know we're coming.

So, we move quickly. You follow me.

No questions. Got it?

Got it.

Excuse me.

- We're in Paris?

- Would you stop being so amazed?

- I thought you wanted me to be amazed.

- I want you to stop yammer...

- Tower's closing.

- Hell.

Come on.

Now, you and I are gonna be

on a watch list,

but they may not have your facial

recognition profile uploaded yet.

- "May not"?

- May not.

So, you walk over there,

you take this, you tap him on the neck.

- If he's human, it knocks him right out.

- And if it's a robot?

- Hey!

- You'll just piss it off.

Fantastic.

She's got guts. You gotta give her that.

Yes, but I was just, you know...

Human!

The French hated

this thing when Eiffel first unveiled it

at the Paris World's Fair.

They thought it was an eyesore.

Eiffel didn't care, though.

It wasn't meant to be a monument.

It was meant to find another world.

Les Quatre Premiers.

Plus Ultra's First Four.

They were a part of all this?

Eiffel, Jules Verne, Tesla,

and Mr. Edison.

They designed this antenna

that we're inside.

Wait, what?

The Eiffel Tower is an antenna?

Now I finally answer your question,

you're gonna interrupt me?

Yes.

Tesla designed the antenna to observe

every kind of frequency out there.

Subspace, trans-dimensional,

you name it.

And they found exactly

what they were looking for.

And then Edison tried

to take credit for it,

because these two hate each other.

- Frank...

- Because of alternating...

Stay on topic.

Yeah. All right, well...

There were always rumors

of a secret entrance

the Four kept just for themselves.

A one-way ticket in case of emergencies.

The Spectacle.

You ain't seen nothing yet, kid.

It's a rocket.

They're coming.

All right.

Buckle up!

- What'd he say?

- Pretty much what you'd expect.

Tell him to hang on.

Why are we going back?

We're not. We're going through

to another dimension.

So we blasted into outer space

just to get a running start?

This part may get a little weird.

Casey. Wake up.

Casey.

- Casey. Wake up.

- We're here.

Now what?

You tell me.

- I tell you? This was your idea.

- I don't have ideas.

I just find the people who do.

- So there's no plan?

- There's a plan.

You just haven't come up with it yet.

But you should do that soon.

That's just terrific.

Here, hide this.

Absolutely.

Wait. Is that the one-kiloton detonation

thingy you told me not to play with?

Right now, it's our insurance policy.

There's a good chance they're gonna

try to kill us right out of the gate.

So we're just gonna stand here?

Well, you wanted to see Tomorrowland.

Here it comes.

Take the bag.

- Frank.

- David.

You look well.

Age becomes you.

Thanks. You should try it.

I don't know. I think I'll just keep

drinking my shake every morning.

- Comes in chocolate now.

- Yum.

Hello, Athena.

I started to think

you were never coming home.

Where, oh, where have you been?

- Doing my job.

- Your job?

I'm sorry. Were we not clear

when we suspended

your recruitment protocols?

I got that sense when you

called me "bloody obsolete"

and tried to disassemble me.

Well, you've certainly

caused quite a commotion

by launching an antique rocket ship

out of the Eiffel Tower.

Under normal circumstances,

we'd be working overtime to convince

everyone it was just an elaborate hoax.

Fortunately, for all of us,

doesn't really matter now, does it?

Why doesn't it matter?

And who might you be?

I'm Casey. Newton.

And who might you be?

David Nix.

Pleasure.

Well, Frank, it's been

wonderful catching up,

but as we were fairly clear

about the terms of your exile

and the consequences of violating it,

I have to ask

what the hell are you doing here?

I think she can fix it.

- I'm sorry.

- Her.

- I think she can fix it, David.

- Wait. What?

I've been pirating your signal.

Every time you turn it on here,

I can see it there.

And it flickered.

The percentage dropped, David.

Impossible.

You don't believe me?

Let's go find out right now.

- I'm sorry, what can I fix?

- The world, Miss Newton.

He thinks you can fix the world.

Is that like a portal to Earth?

No. It is a bridgeway to Earth.

Welcome back to The Monitor, Frank.

It's something, isn't it?

Yeah, it's something.

Don't worry about the light show.

It's perfectly safe.

Am I supposed to do something?

Okay, could you be a bit more specific?

Because fixing

the world sounds a little...

Just be yourself.

Gotcha.

Flashes of the future.

- What are those?

- Flashes of future.

This is us a few seconds from now.

This whole tower

funnels energy via tachyon,

a particle that moves

significantly faster than light.

We discovered them almost 40 years ago.

Your physicists are still arguing

over whether they exist.

Oh, dear.

Too late.

Oh, dear.

Too late.

So, on with the show.

We've enhanced

the interface significantly

but it still functions

on your original algorithm.

You have something to show me, Frank?

Show me.

Pick a place.

- What?

- A location anywhere in the world.

Pick one.

Canaveral.

Cape Canaveral.

Easy, easy.

The interface is oriented from

your hands to the center of the Earth.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I got it.

You trained her obviously.

I just met her yesterday.

She knows how things work.

You told me this story my entire life,

and now I'm telling you.

How is this possible?

We are millions of exponential deviances

away from the dimension you call home.

Frank had the novel idea

of building this machine

so that we could keep in touch.

This is three days ago.

Relatively.

That's space/time humor.

Because tachyons travel faster

than light, once we harness them...

You can see backwards in time.

Not just backwards.

You're kidding.

No.

What happened?

Keep going.

Just a little further.

That's enough.

That's enough, kid.

That's my house.

It would have been nice if Frank

had prepared you for this,

but I'm afraid the world is ending.

It is certain, it is unavoidable,

and it is coming.

When?

This is 58 days from now.

58 days?

But whatever caused this could happen

any time after the static starts.

It could be a month.

It could be sooner.

Still looking for your flicker, Frank?

I know what I saw.

So why aren't you telling anyone?

The whole planet is gonna die

and you're just sitting here?

We're not gonna die.

This is your world, not ours.

We'll be perfectly fine here.

Then why don't you let people in?

- Tell her, David.

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