Sliders s03e02 Episode Script
Double Cross
[Whirring.]
(Wade) Professor! Ah! Got you.
[Quinn yelling.]
(Rembrandt) Look out.
Oh! [Whooshing.]
Man, I scuffed my new boots.
Where the devil are we this time? Hey.
What's that noise? Are those lights moving? [Faint rumbling.]
We're in a subway tunnel! That's a train! (Rembrandt) Go! Move! Move it! Go! (Wade) We're going to make it! [Groans.]
(Rembrandt) Hey, guys! Rembrandt! Got to pull.
[Rembrandt groaning.]
Please, man.
(Quinn) Wade, the laces! They're knotted! (Professor) Come on.
Untie them! [Groans.]
(Rembrandt) Stop! Get out! [Groans.]
[Gasping.]
(female announcer) Attention, please.
This is the daily 10.
;00 power blackout for Sector 47.
Service will resume in 30 minutes.
Thank you.
[Sighs.]
(Quinn) What if you found a portal to a parallel universe? What if you could slide into a thousand different worlds, where it's the same year, and you're the same person, but everything else is different? And what if you can't find your way home? [People chattering.]
Wow.
Look at that.
Gas is $410 a gallon.
(Quinn) At least they pump it for you.
(Professor) Bit steep for full service.
(Quinn) But I don't see cars.
(Wade) Maybe they banned 'em from downtown.
I don't care what they banned as long as it isn't food, huh? Hey, my man.
How much for a hot dog with chili and cheese? (vendor) What are you, a comedian? What'll it be, green or yellow? Geomash? What is that? What planet are you from? Uh, sir, do you know where we could get a hot dog? In the dictionary.
You know, it seems like every world we go to, we have trouble with the food.
Do you know what would happen if I ate that stuff? I have a very sensitive digestive tract.
(Wade) Look, the plate on that Rolls says "Crying Man.
" (Monique) Rembrandt Brown.
Mmm.
I can't believe it.
The Crying Man in person.
Variety said you were in Europe on tour.
Listen, I've got a little proposition for you.
Interested in hearing it? Well, uh, yeah.
Well, either it's a slow news day or nobody reads on this world.
This is the entire paper.
"Congress puts horses on the endangered species list.
" You know, you're even more gorgeous in the flesh.
That's, uh, awfully nice of you.
Could you wait right here just for a moment? Hey, guys, this woman is a huge fan of my double and the woman is loaded.
Now dig this.
She wants to fly me to L.
A.
In her private jet and buy me lunch at a 5-star restaurant.
And of course you said no.
Well How long till we slide? Well, I say go for it.
Carpe diem, Mr.
Brown.
[Chuckling.]
All right.
Just be back at the dominion before the slide.
How very male of you.
(Quinn) You know, that paper also said this world is running low on natural resources.
I wonder why? Where the devil is San Angeles? Incredible.
San Francisco is just a neighborhood on this world.
The city of San Angeles spreads from here to L.
A.
No wonder they're running out of stuff.
Good heavens, a union of Los Angeles and San Francisco? It goes against the laws of nature.
What about this one? Yeah, yeah, they were just here asking for a hot dog.
That's them getting on that tram over there.
Guys, guys, let's go.
Let's go! (Professor) What the devil's going on? Come on, this way.
[Motor cycle engines revving.]
[Tires screeching.]
(Quinn) Duck, professor! Great.
This is a dead end.
[Sighs.]
[Guns cocking.]
Sliders.
Welcome to San Angeles.
My God.
Max? (Logan) Sorry about the guns.
Sometimes, my guards get a little overzealous.
(Quinn) Yeah, you should talk to them about that.
Logan, how exactly did you track our wormhole? It's not the wormhole I track, but the objects traveling through it.
I developed an 8-dimensional echoing process that resonates whenever a photon trail is created between dimensions.
Photons.
Of course.
Of course.
This is incredible.
To actually meet people from another dimension.
Miss Saint Clair.
How is it that you know my name? Was my double associated with this project? Actually, he was.
I didn't know him that well.
He was kind of a loner.
He died 2 nights ago.
See, we haven't perfected sliding yet, and apparently he couldn't wait.
He attempted a slide anyway.
He did? How odd.
I guess.
Anyway, that's really all I know.
The company is keeping a tight lid on it.
This way.
So do you run into your doubles on every world you go to? Not always.
(Wade) Yeah.
And some of the ones we have met, we wish we hadn't.
I can't believe you've been sliding from world to world for the past 2 years.
Yes, well, we, uh, didn't really intend it to be that way.
I opened the vortex early on another dimension before the timer reached zero.
The early access corrupted the program and erased our home coordinates.
Logan Saint Clair.
It's a bio-thermal security scanner.
It reads a person's unique body heat pattern.
Come on.
Quinn Mallory.
A far cry from your basement lab, Mr.
Mallory.
(Logan) Prototronics is committed to perfecting sliding.
The one to the right is the trail of your wormhole.
(Quinn) What's the blue one? It's a wormhole from one of my probes.
It's re-entering our dimension now.
This is unusual.
Most of the time these things land hundreds of miles away.
And everything that goes in comes back burned to a crisp.
Everything? Including my double? You know, Logan, the burning could be a function of incorrect re-entry portal coordinates.
And the random return could be a problem with the gyroscope in the spectrum stabilizer.
What about our problem? Can this stuff get us home? Quinn, if you'll help me fix this equipment so my probes don't burn up on re-entry, I'll let you use the lab to try to get yourself home.
You got a deal.
(Rembrandt) You know, Monique, I'm kind of at a disadvantage 'cause I don't know anything about you.
There's not much to know.
My father made a fortune inventing the paperless toilet.
Paperless toilet? Well, how exactly would you use a [chuckling.]
Never mind.
Rembrandt.
Would it be too forward if I invited you back to my place for a dip in my hot tub? That sounds like a plan.
All right, I ordered for us.
I got them to make your favorite dish.
How do you know what my favorite dish is? I'm your number one fan.
I know everything about you.
And this place makes the best frog sweetbreads in San Angeles.
Go ahead.
[Chuckles.]
Would you excuse me? I'll be right back.
Hey, Crying Man.
Elston Diggs.
[Chuckles.]
I'm a big fan of yours! Mmm-hmm.
Hey, can you do me a favor? Sign that for me.
Yo, thanks, man.
This is going to be worth a whole lot of green when you're dead.
Men's room? Oh, use the one with paper.
It it's $5, but there's no line.
Say, Monique, you sure live dangerous, girl.
What are you doing hangin' out with the Cryin' Man? I'm doing more than hanging with him, Diggs.
We're engaged.
You wanted to see me, Adrian? Security found something on the scanner I thought you should see.
Your heat imprint is on the left.
Mallory's is on the right.
Oh, my God.
He is me.
Do you think we'll get him to solve our problems before he leaves? I don't know.
He slides tomorrow.
Maybe he won't.
You're his twin, Logan.
I'm sure you can think of some way to keep him here.
Quinn, do you know we're being watched? We have been ever since we got here.
(Quinn) So? Don't you think a place like this would have tight security? There is something odd going on here, Quinn.
I don't believe for a moment that my double would slide without first testing it with a probe.
Gosh, haven't we learned by now that our doubles can have different personalities? All right, look, Logan's giving us a real shot to get home.
Let's not blow it because of a little paranoia.
All I'm saying is we should exercise caution before sharing our information with people we scarcely know.
Quinn, how's it going? Oh, good, good.
I, uh, I'm running a dual program with the formulas I've entered.
Your data's on the left, ours is on the right.
When the computer finds our individual re-entry portal time-space coordinates, it'll automatically lock 'em into place.
How long will it take? Could be minutes, could be weeks.
[Sighs.]
What about the random return of my probes? You using a laser gyro in your spectrum stabilizer? No, a whispering gallery.
Oh.
You should take a look at what I've built.
Mmm.
I love the simplicity of your design.
Um, we're all a little tired.
Why don't we take a break and come back when we're clearer headed? Why don't you and Wade go back to the dominion? I'll meet you there later.
All right.
Let's get back to work.
Sounds good.
Okay, so, uh, basically, we're just waiting for them to lock.
(Professor) $85 for a 10-block cab ride? What was all that about an overweight surcharge? (Wade) Professor, listen to this: "5-minute power blackouts are scheduled every 3 hours.
Bathing is limited to 2 minutes whenever water is available.
" "And it's requested that guests shower together to conserve resources.
" I'll wait until the next world.
How are you today, Professor? Uh, very well.
Thank you.
I see you have a new friend.
I beg your pardon? Well, between me and you, she's cute.
But your other nooner's more my style.
My other nooner? [Chuckling.]
Yes.
Tell me, uh, what was it about my other nooner that, uh, that you found so attractive? Well, I guess I just like 'em tall, dark and brainy.
Uh, but if you don't mind my saying, I never thought it was a good idea that you two worked together.
I'll put it on your bill, sir.
Have a good afternoon.
(Professor) Miss Wells, it appears my double was having an affair at this very hotel with Logan Saint Clair.
Are you serious? No need to sound so surprised.
I may not be your idea of a shower fantasy, but I do have my admirers.
I'm sure you do, Professor, but didn't Logan say that she barely knew your double? Yes, she did.
Which raises the question: What else has she lied to us about? Hi, I'm Mrs.
Rembrandt Brown.
So nice of you to come to our party.
[Chuckles.]
(Rembrandt) Monique! You have anything I can put over these wet swim trunks? How about me? Just kidding.
Ah, great.
Baby, King Kong been sleeping over? [Both chuckle.]
Don't you look adorable? Thank you.
I've got something I've been saving just for this moment.
It's in my bedroom.
[Chuckles.]
Well, lead on, girl.
[Chuckles.]
Tell you what.
You go to your room, see what I've done with it.
I'll meet you there.
Yes! [Chuckling.]
My room? (Rembrandt) Oh, man.
(Monique) Do you like it? Where did you get all of this stuff? (Monique) Like I said, I'm your biggest fan.
I told you all about it in my letters.
Letters? I sent you over a hundred.
But I never got an answer.
Except from your attorney.
But I'm not mad anymore! How could I stay mad at the man I'm going to marry? Mmm.
Once we narrow your spectrum stabilizer, your probes will always return within a fixed 2-mile radius.
The problem is you may have to construct a laser gyro.
[Machine whirring.]
That could take a while.
What's that? We're about to go back online with full power.
We've got 30 minutes until the next brownout.
I'll use this window to execute a power test.
What kind of test? Well, I've been trying to amp the size of the vortex so I can send larger payloads through the wormhole.
[Whooshing.]
It's too much! Dial back! [Screams.]
[Grunting.]
[Screams.]
(Quinn) Dial down! Dial down! [Screaming.]
Ugh.
[Panting.]
Logan, what were you thinking? That vortex had enough power to slide a convoy through lt.
It did, didn't it? Let's take a break, huh? Get somethin' to eat.
Mrs.
Arturo? [Glass breaking.]
Max? Oh, my God.
[Weeping.]
Oh, my God.
Max.
My dear Mrs.
Arturo, I-I'm terribly sorry, but I'm not your husband.
I know this is painful, Mrs.
Arturo, but there's no one else we can talk to.
Do you know why the company's being so secretive about his death? They're worried that the publicity could jeopardize the project.
Only a few key people know anything.
Look, I don't mean to be presumptuous, but didn't you find it unusual that your husband should choose to slide rather than send a probe first? Well, of course I did.
He would never, never risk anything like that.
My husband had his shortcomings but he was not an impetuous man.
I didn't want to say anything in front of her, but you don't have to be a genius to figure out the company's story doesn't hold up.
There's foul play afoot here, Miss Wells.
The challenge is going to be how we prove it.
So where've you been, Professor? Haven't seen you in a couple of days.
(Professor) Uh, traveling, just traveling.
[Computer keys clacking.]
Well, it looks like Miss Saint Clair and her guest signed out a couple of hours ago.
Good heavens! I think I left the key to my office in my other jacket.
It's no problem.
I can let you in.
Good man.
Thank you so much.
Just remain here, will you? And I'll be back in a minute.
(Professor) So how are things at home? Quinn, I'm starting to think That I won't be able to solve your problems before I slide.
Don't worry.
(together) We still have all day tomorrow.
[Both chuckle.]
You know, I've never seemed to click with anyone like I have with you.
It's like (together) We're in perfect sync.
[Laughing.]
Quinn, this this thing we have between us, I'd like to see where it could go.
Logan, uh The slide, I know.
What if you skipped it? Take a chance.
See if what we're feeling is real.
If it's not, then we could work together and get you home later.
But my friends This isn't about them.
It's about us.
Stay with me.
I don't want this to end.
What's the matter? Nothing.
It's nothing.
[Chuckles.]
I'm sorry.
(together) Maybe we're movin' too fast.
[Both chuckle.]
Come on.
There's more of this city I want to show you.
[Buzzing.]
[Switch clicks.]
Thank you.
Sure.
[Sighs.]
I won a Congressional Medal for scientific excellence? [Laughs.]
And every time I see it, it comes as a surprise.
[Beeping.]
Yes.
Somebody hacked in and did a slash-and-burn on the security system.
Do we have any other options? [Computer keys clacking.]
I just found a backup file they missed.
I won't let you do this, Logan.
I'll go public if I have to.
[Screaming.]
It's too late, Max! She pushed your double into the wormhole.
The security camera caught the whole thing.
I see.
Can I have a hard copy on that? I'll download it on a floppy.
(guard) Is everything okay, Professor? Uh, just the little woman.
Can't do a thing without me.
Professor, where've you been? I've been looking for Wade.
She disappeared last night.
What are you talkin' about? Look, my double did not die in an accident.
We found hard evidence he was murdered by Logan Saint Clair.
Logan? No, no, no, no.
There must be some mistake.
The only mistake I made was not trusting my instincts.
That woman is a killer, Quinn.
And I fear that the people who employ her are holding Wade a prisoner.
I can't believe I let this happen.
Well, we'll thrash that out another time.
(Quinn) Oh, Professor, here's Wade now.
Where the devil have you been? In a very small office at Prototronics.
It took me all night, but I finally convinced Logan's boss I didn't know anything and he let me go.
Did you tell him about her? Yes.
(Wade) Look, I still think you should go to the lab today.
The computer might have found our home coordinates.
Well, that's far too dangerous.
We shall stay here until Mr.
Brown returns.
Who asked you? Uh, I'm sorry.
I'm just really tired.
Look, I got to go back there anyway.
I left the timer.
Don't worry.
I'll meet you back here for the slide.
Well, come along, Miss Wells.
We can sleep on the next world.
Taxi! [Knocking on door.]
(Monique) Rembrandt! I've been very patient with you.
You wanted to spend the night alone, I respected that.
Now it's time to open the door.
Rembrandt, if you don't open the door right now, I will burn all your clothes.
I'm sorry.
I guess I'm just an old-fashioned guy.
You know what? I have to go.
I have to be up north by 4:00.
Rembrandt, you're with me now.
I'll take care of you.
You don't ever have to work again.
Uh, I appreciate that, Monique, but this is an appointment that I really can't miss.
All right.
But first, sing for me.
OK, that's that's fair.
Let's see, uh, I got tears in my 'fro 'cause I'm standing on my What's that? Tears in my 'Fro.
That is the stupidest.
I hate it.
Sing your big hit.
I'd Pawn My Gold Crown for You.
Okay.
I'd pawn my gold crown for you If our love was true Oh, yeah, baby, that's it.
It is? Mmm-hmm.
[Door opening.]
Monique! Michael! (Rembrandt) Michael? What are you doing in my fiancee's bedroom? Fiancee? (Monique) Oh! Michael, don't hurt the Crying Man! You can't hurt the Crying Man.
You know how I feel about him.
(Michael) Let go of me.
I'm going to teach that guy a lesson! Get back here, so I can kick your sorry ass into next week! (Monique) Oh, run.
Run, Crying Man! [Sighing.]
It was Logan, wasn't it? She killed him.
I'm sorry.
Oh, God.
All because of that damn disc.
That damn video disc.
What disc? On the day that he died, Max told me that he'd found a video disc.
There was something about the company's plans for sliding.
He was extremely upset by it.
He blamed her.
Do you know what was on that disc? No, I don't.
All I know is that he said that he would rather kill his own invention than see it used to hurt people.
His invention? Your husband invented sliding? Well, of course.
It was his life's work.
Excuse me.
Ironic, isn't it? That on this world, I should have invented sliding.
Well, if you're the same guy wouldn't it make sense that you'd invent the same thing? Hey, what's your problem? My problem is that I didn't invent sliding on my Earth.
Now, where's my friend Wade? Quinn.
Professor, what are you doing? It isn't Wade.
It's a double.
What? Logan's boss hired her.
Well, where's Wade? Somewhere in this building.
They're using her as a trump card to keep you here.
Any luck in finding those coordinates? No.
But I got the timer back.
What are we going to do about Wade? My double had some information which could sabotage Logan's project.
It's on a video disc.
If we can find it, we can use it as a bargaining chip to free Miss Wells.
[People chattering.]
Hey, what are you, crazy? Don't you know it's suicide to try to ride up there? Man, normally I would agree with you.
But these aren't normal times.
Hey, man, you got room for one more? Yeah.
Always, man.
Where's your gear? Gear? What gear? Man, when this baby hits 200, this is gonna be the only stuff between you and the hereafter, dude.
Wait, wait.
200? Like in miles per hour? [Screaming.]
We slide in an hour, Professor.
What are we gonna do if we can't find this disc? I don't know.
Well, he's your double.
Where would you hide it? Where would I hide it? Quinn.
Yes! Great minds do think alike.
Nice.
(Logan) Once we perfect sliding, we'll be able to successfully raid parallel dimensions and strip them of their natural resources.
When we control the supply of water, oil, gas and coal, we'll have the power to essentially hold the world hostage.
All right, Professor.
Let's bargain.
(Logan) Quinn! Be smart, give me the disc.
Don't play this game.
We're not going to trade your friend for the disc.
That's right.
I know exactly what you're thinking.
Haven't you figured it out yet? You're my double.
What? That's why we're always in perfect sync.
That's impossible.
How could my double be a woman? It's just the difference between an X and a Y chromosome, Mr.
Mallory.
We have identical bio-thermal heat prints.
See, I was born Logan Mallory.
My mother remarried after my father died, and I took my stepfather's name.
Don't blow this, Quinn.
Once we figure out the bugs in this thing, the world is ours.
All of them.
What dark corner of our soul did you crawl out of? [Chuckles.]
Come on.
We know we both have a dark side.
Mine's just a little closer to the surface.
Now let me have the disc.
I don't think so.
I'm afraid we have no choice, Mr.
Mallory.
(Logan) No! [Logan yelling.]
[Logan screaming.]
(Professor) Ahh! No! Give me it.
The only reason I don't strangle you right now is Wade.
So you're not as far removed from your dark side as you thought.
Look, you're going to have to trust me.
Cooperate and I'll make sure your friend stays alive.
Professor.
[Whooshing.]
(Professor) What the hell? Incoming! Oh.
Are you okay? Where am I? Prototronics.
Then I am more than okay.
I am positively ecstatic.
[Groans.]
Help me up.
I'm so sorry.
So sorry.
[Alarm buzzing.]
What happened? I don't know.
Must be a virus in the software.
(Fayne) Reconstruct it.
Now.
(Quinn) Not until I see Wade.
I don't make deals.
Then I don't fix computers.
(Logan) Get the woman in 267 and tell maintenance there's a mess behind this building that needs to be cleaned up.
Quinn! You okay? Yeah.
(Fayne) All right, you've seen her.
Deal's done.
Not until she's released, I'm the one you want.
Let her slide.
It's not her decision anymore.
(Professor) No, it's mine.
(Logan) What? Come on, Mr.
Mallory.
Miss Wells, let's go.
The computer found the right coordinates.
And now they're gone.
(Professor) We have 15 minutes before the slide! (Wade) We'll never get there on foot! I'll take that one! (Quinn) Hop in.
Excuse me, sir.
No, I do not have any spare change.
And you may not use the toilet.
My friends should have checked me in.
Now, the name is Brown.
Rembrandt Brown.
Oh, my God! The Cryin' Man? I'm your biggest fan! Never say that to me again.
(female announcer) This is your 15-second warning for the daily 4.
;00 p.
m.
Power blackout.
Service will resume in 15 minutes.
Looks like you guys weren't driving those things for kicks.
It's a long story, Remmy.
I'll tell you about it on the next world.
Whatever happened to you? Well, carpe diem is what happened to me.
(female announcer) The building is now secure.
(Rembrandt) Let me guess.
That's the long story? Here we go.
You open that door, I won't pay my bill.
Now give this video disc to my wife, she'll know what to do with lt.
Go, Miss Wells! [Whooshing.]
(Logan) Let me in! Hit your override button! [Grunts.]
Oh, that's something, man! Too bad the ladies not here to see it.
[Yelling.]
Whoa, that is something, man.
[Whoops.]
Your crew going to want a table? Diggs.
Am I back in San Angeles? You tripping, man.
You in Los Angeles.
Lotus land.
Mr.
Mallory? Logan must have switched our geographic spectrum stabilizer with hers.
So we're going to be landing in L.
A.
From now on? Her stabilizer had a 400-mile radius.
We could land in L.
A.
, San Francisco or anywhere in between.
Great.
I loathe L.
A.
Don't look so surprised.
You knew I could track wormholes.
Now give me the re-entry coordinates I need to return objects without burning them up.
I have 30 seconds on this world.
Import the coordinates I need to slide back safely or I kill her.
Don't do it, Mr.
Mallory.
She won't dare shoot.
Without those return coordinates she's stuck here.
And heaven knows what they do to killers on this world.
Don't test me.
I'll take my chance with a good lawyer.
It's done.
We'll see.
Let's go! I gave you what you wanted.
I have to be sure! Come on! No, Logan.
This time you're going to have to trust me.
[Screaming.]
No! It's not done! I'll get you, Quinn! I'll get you! Did you give her the right coordinates? No.
I programmed a set for another dimension.
So she's out there somewhere, lost like us.
Yeah, but she said something about tracking wormholes.
We're going to run into her again?
(Wade) Professor! Ah! Got you.
[Quinn yelling.]
(Rembrandt) Look out.
Oh! [Whooshing.]
Man, I scuffed my new boots.
Where the devil are we this time? Hey.
What's that noise? Are those lights moving? [Faint rumbling.]
We're in a subway tunnel! That's a train! (Rembrandt) Go! Move! Move it! Go! (Wade) We're going to make it! [Groans.]
(Rembrandt) Hey, guys! Rembrandt! Got to pull.
[Rembrandt groaning.]
Please, man.
(Quinn) Wade, the laces! They're knotted! (Professor) Come on.
Untie them! [Groans.]
(Rembrandt) Stop! Get out! [Groans.]
[Gasping.]
(female announcer) Attention, please.
This is the daily 10.
;00 power blackout for Sector 47.
Service will resume in 30 minutes.
Thank you.
[Sighs.]
(Quinn) What if you found a portal to a parallel universe? What if you could slide into a thousand different worlds, where it's the same year, and you're the same person, but everything else is different? And what if you can't find your way home? [People chattering.]
Wow.
Look at that.
Gas is $410 a gallon.
(Quinn) At least they pump it for you.
(Professor) Bit steep for full service.
(Quinn) But I don't see cars.
(Wade) Maybe they banned 'em from downtown.
I don't care what they banned as long as it isn't food, huh? Hey, my man.
How much for a hot dog with chili and cheese? (vendor) What are you, a comedian? What'll it be, green or yellow? Geomash? What is that? What planet are you from? Uh, sir, do you know where we could get a hot dog? In the dictionary.
You know, it seems like every world we go to, we have trouble with the food.
Do you know what would happen if I ate that stuff? I have a very sensitive digestive tract.
(Wade) Look, the plate on that Rolls says "Crying Man.
" (Monique) Rembrandt Brown.
Mmm.
I can't believe it.
The Crying Man in person.
Variety said you were in Europe on tour.
Listen, I've got a little proposition for you.
Interested in hearing it? Well, uh, yeah.
Well, either it's a slow news day or nobody reads on this world.
This is the entire paper.
"Congress puts horses on the endangered species list.
" You know, you're even more gorgeous in the flesh.
That's, uh, awfully nice of you.
Could you wait right here just for a moment? Hey, guys, this woman is a huge fan of my double and the woman is loaded.
Now dig this.
She wants to fly me to L.
A.
In her private jet and buy me lunch at a 5-star restaurant.
And of course you said no.
Well How long till we slide? Well, I say go for it.
Carpe diem, Mr.
Brown.
[Chuckling.]
All right.
Just be back at the dominion before the slide.
How very male of you.
(Quinn) You know, that paper also said this world is running low on natural resources.
I wonder why? Where the devil is San Angeles? Incredible.
San Francisco is just a neighborhood on this world.
The city of San Angeles spreads from here to L.
A.
No wonder they're running out of stuff.
Good heavens, a union of Los Angeles and San Francisco? It goes against the laws of nature.
What about this one? Yeah, yeah, they were just here asking for a hot dog.
That's them getting on that tram over there.
Guys, guys, let's go.
Let's go! (Professor) What the devil's going on? Come on, this way.
[Motor cycle engines revving.]
[Tires screeching.]
(Quinn) Duck, professor! Great.
This is a dead end.
[Sighs.]
[Guns cocking.]
Sliders.
Welcome to San Angeles.
My God.
Max? (Logan) Sorry about the guns.
Sometimes, my guards get a little overzealous.
(Quinn) Yeah, you should talk to them about that.
Logan, how exactly did you track our wormhole? It's not the wormhole I track, but the objects traveling through it.
I developed an 8-dimensional echoing process that resonates whenever a photon trail is created between dimensions.
Photons.
Of course.
Of course.
This is incredible.
To actually meet people from another dimension.
Miss Saint Clair.
How is it that you know my name? Was my double associated with this project? Actually, he was.
I didn't know him that well.
He was kind of a loner.
He died 2 nights ago.
See, we haven't perfected sliding yet, and apparently he couldn't wait.
He attempted a slide anyway.
He did? How odd.
I guess.
Anyway, that's really all I know.
The company is keeping a tight lid on it.
This way.
So do you run into your doubles on every world you go to? Not always.
(Wade) Yeah.
And some of the ones we have met, we wish we hadn't.
I can't believe you've been sliding from world to world for the past 2 years.
Yes, well, we, uh, didn't really intend it to be that way.
I opened the vortex early on another dimension before the timer reached zero.
The early access corrupted the program and erased our home coordinates.
Logan Saint Clair.
It's a bio-thermal security scanner.
It reads a person's unique body heat pattern.
Come on.
Quinn Mallory.
A far cry from your basement lab, Mr.
Mallory.
(Logan) Prototronics is committed to perfecting sliding.
The one to the right is the trail of your wormhole.
(Quinn) What's the blue one? It's a wormhole from one of my probes.
It's re-entering our dimension now.
This is unusual.
Most of the time these things land hundreds of miles away.
And everything that goes in comes back burned to a crisp.
Everything? Including my double? You know, Logan, the burning could be a function of incorrect re-entry portal coordinates.
And the random return could be a problem with the gyroscope in the spectrum stabilizer.
What about our problem? Can this stuff get us home? Quinn, if you'll help me fix this equipment so my probes don't burn up on re-entry, I'll let you use the lab to try to get yourself home.
You got a deal.
(Rembrandt) You know, Monique, I'm kind of at a disadvantage 'cause I don't know anything about you.
There's not much to know.
My father made a fortune inventing the paperless toilet.
Paperless toilet? Well, how exactly would you use a [chuckling.]
Never mind.
Rembrandt.
Would it be too forward if I invited you back to my place for a dip in my hot tub? That sounds like a plan.
All right, I ordered for us.
I got them to make your favorite dish.
How do you know what my favorite dish is? I'm your number one fan.
I know everything about you.
And this place makes the best frog sweetbreads in San Angeles.
Go ahead.
[Chuckles.]
Would you excuse me? I'll be right back.
Hey, Crying Man.
Elston Diggs.
[Chuckles.]
I'm a big fan of yours! Mmm-hmm.
Hey, can you do me a favor? Sign that for me.
Yo, thanks, man.
This is going to be worth a whole lot of green when you're dead.
Men's room? Oh, use the one with paper.
It it's $5, but there's no line.
Say, Monique, you sure live dangerous, girl.
What are you doing hangin' out with the Cryin' Man? I'm doing more than hanging with him, Diggs.
We're engaged.
You wanted to see me, Adrian? Security found something on the scanner I thought you should see.
Your heat imprint is on the left.
Mallory's is on the right.
Oh, my God.
He is me.
Do you think we'll get him to solve our problems before he leaves? I don't know.
He slides tomorrow.
Maybe he won't.
You're his twin, Logan.
I'm sure you can think of some way to keep him here.
Quinn, do you know we're being watched? We have been ever since we got here.
(Quinn) So? Don't you think a place like this would have tight security? There is something odd going on here, Quinn.
I don't believe for a moment that my double would slide without first testing it with a probe.
Gosh, haven't we learned by now that our doubles can have different personalities? All right, look, Logan's giving us a real shot to get home.
Let's not blow it because of a little paranoia.
All I'm saying is we should exercise caution before sharing our information with people we scarcely know.
Quinn, how's it going? Oh, good, good.
I, uh, I'm running a dual program with the formulas I've entered.
Your data's on the left, ours is on the right.
When the computer finds our individual re-entry portal time-space coordinates, it'll automatically lock 'em into place.
How long will it take? Could be minutes, could be weeks.
[Sighs.]
What about the random return of my probes? You using a laser gyro in your spectrum stabilizer? No, a whispering gallery.
Oh.
You should take a look at what I've built.
Mmm.
I love the simplicity of your design.
Um, we're all a little tired.
Why don't we take a break and come back when we're clearer headed? Why don't you and Wade go back to the dominion? I'll meet you there later.
All right.
Let's get back to work.
Sounds good.
Okay, so, uh, basically, we're just waiting for them to lock.
(Professor) $85 for a 10-block cab ride? What was all that about an overweight surcharge? (Wade) Professor, listen to this: "5-minute power blackouts are scheduled every 3 hours.
Bathing is limited to 2 minutes whenever water is available.
" "And it's requested that guests shower together to conserve resources.
" I'll wait until the next world.
How are you today, Professor? Uh, very well.
Thank you.
I see you have a new friend.
I beg your pardon? Well, between me and you, she's cute.
But your other nooner's more my style.
My other nooner? [Chuckling.]
Yes.
Tell me, uh, what was it about my other nooner that, uh, that you found so attractive? Well, I guess I just like 'em tall, dark and brainy.
Uh, but if you don't mind my saying, I never thought it was a good idea that you two worked together.
I'll put it on your bill, sir.
Have a good afternoon.
(Professor) Miss Wells, it appears my double was having an affair at this very hotel with Logan Saint Clair.
Are you serious? No need to sound so surprised.
I may not be your idea of a shower fantasy, but I do have my admirers.
I'm sure you do, Professor, but didn't Logan say that she barely knew your double? Yes, she did.
Which raises the question: What else has she lied to us about? Hi, I'm Mrs.
Rembrandt Brown.
So nice of you to come to our party.
[Chuckles.]
(Rembrandt) Monique! You have anything I can put over these wet swim trunks? How about me? Just kidding.
Ah, great.
Baby, King Kong been sleeping over? [Both chuckle.]
Don't you look adorable? Thank you.
I've got something I've been saving just for this moment.
It's in my bedroom.
[Chuckles.]
Well, lead on, girl.
[Chuckles.]
Tell you what.
You go to your room, see what I've done with it.
I'll meet you there.
Yes! [Chuckling.]
My room? (Rembrandt) Oh, man.
(Monique) Do you like it? Where did you get all of this stuff? (Monique) Like I said, I'm your biggest fan.
I told you all about it in my letters.
Letters? I sent you over a hundred.
But I never got an answer.
Except from your attorney.
But I'm not mad anymore! How could I stay mad at the man I'm going to marry? Mmm.
Once we narrow your spectrum stabilizer, your probes will always return within a fixed 2-mile radius.
The problem is you may have to construct a laser gyro.
[Machine whirring.]
That could take a while.
What's that? We're about to go back online with full power.
We've got 30 minutes until the next brownout.
I'll use this window to execute a power test.
What kind of test? Well, I've been trying to amp the size of the vortex so I can send larger payloads through the wormhole.
[Whooshing.]
It's too much! Dial back! [Screams.]
[Grunting.]
[Screams.]
(Quinn) Dial down! Dial down! [Screaming.]
Ugh.
[Panting.]
Logan, what were you thinking? That vortex had enough power to slide a convoy through lt.
It did, didn't it? Let's take a break, huh? Get somethin' to eat.
Mrs.
Arturo? [Glass breaking.]
Max? Oh, my God.
[Weeping.]
Oh, my God.
Max.
My dear Mrs.
Arturo, I-I'm terribly sorry, but I'm not your husband.
I know this is painful, Mrs.
Arturo, but there's no one else we can talk to.
Do you know why the company's being so secretive about his death? They're worried that the publicity could jeopardize the project.
Only a few key people know anything.
Look, I don't mean to be presumptuous, but didn't you find it unusual that your husband should choose to slide rather than send a probe first? Well, of course I did.
He would never, never risk anything like that.
My husband had his shortcomings but he was not an impetuous man.
I didn't want to say anything in front of her, but you don't have to be a genius to figure out the company's story doesn't hold up.
There's foul play afoot here, Miss Wells.
The challenge is going to be how we prove it.
So where've you been, Professor? Haven't seen you in a couple of days.
(Professor) Uh, traveling, just traveling.
[Computer keys clacking.]
Well, it looks like Miss Saint Clair and her guest signed out a couple of hours ago.
Good heavens! I think I left the key to my office in my other jacket.
It's no problem.
I can let you in.
Good man.
Thank you so much.
Just remain here, will you? And I'll be back in a minute.
(Professor) So how are things at home? Quinn, I'm starting to think That I won't be able to solve your problems before I slide.
Don't worry.
(together) We still have all day tomorrow.
[Both chuckle.]
You know, I've never seemed to click with anyone like I have with you.
It's like (together) We're in perfect sync.
[Laughing.]
Quinn, this this thing we have between us, I'd like to see where it could go.
Logan, uh The slide, I know.
What if you skipped it? Take a chance.
See if what we're feeling is real.
If it's not, then we could work together and get you home later.
But my friends This isn't about them.
It's about us.
Stay with me.
I don't want this to end.
What's the matter? Nothing.
It's nothing.
[Chuckles.]
I'm sorry.
(together) Maybe we're movin' too fast.
[Both chuckle.]
Come on.
There's more of this city I want to show you.
[Buzzing.]
[Switch clicks.]
Thank you.
Sure.
[Sighs.]
I won a Congressional Medal for scientific excellence? [Laughs.]
And every time I see it, it comes as a surprise.
[Beeping.]
Yes.
Somebody hacked in and did a slash-and-burn on the security system.
Do we have any other options? [Computer keys clacking.]
I just found a backup file they missed.
I won't let you do this, Logan.
I'll go public if I have to.
[Screaming.]
It's too late, Max! She pushed your double into the wormhole.
The security camera caught the whole thing.
I see.
Can I have a hard copy on that? I'll download it on a floppy.
(guard) Is everything okay, Professor? Uh, just the little woman.
Can't do a thing without me.
Professor, where've you been? I've been looking for Wade.
She disappeared last night.
What are you talkin' about? Look, my double did not die in an accident.
We found hard evidence he was murdered by Logan Saint Clair.
Logan? No, no, no, no.
There must be some mistake.
The only mistake I made was not trusting my instincts.
That woman is a killer, Quinn.
And I fear that the people who employ her are holding Wade a prisoner.
I can't believe I let this happen.
Well, we'll thrash that out another time.
(Quinn) Oh, Professor, here's Wade now.
Where the devil have you been? In a very small office at Prototronics.
It took me all night, but I finally convinced Logan's boss I didn't know anything and he let me go.
Did you tell him about her? Yes.
(Wade) Look, I still think you should go to the lab today.
The computer might have found our home coordinates.
Well, that's far too dangerous.
We shall stay here until Mr.
Brown returns.
Who asked you? Uh, I'm sorry.
I'm just really tired.
Look, I got to go back there anyway.
I left the timer.
Don't worry.
I'll meet you back here for the slide.
Well, come along, Miss Wells.
We can sleep on the next world.
Taxi! [Knocking on door.]
(Monique) Rembrandt! I've been very patient with you.
You wanted to spend the night alone, I respected that.
Now it's time to open the door.
Rembrandt, if you don't open the door right now, I will burn all your clothes.
I'm sorry.
I guess I'm just an old-fashioned guy.
You know what? I have to go.
I have to be up north by 4:00.
Rembrandt, you're with me now.
I'll take care of you.
You don't ever have to work again.
Uh, I appreciate that, Monique, but this is an appointment that I really can't miss.
All right.
But first, sing for me.
OK, that's that's fair.
Let's see, uh, I got tears in my 'fro 'cause I'm standing on my What's that? Tears in my 'Fro.
That is the stupidest.
I hate it.
Sing your big hit.
I'd Pawn My Gold Crown for You.
Okay.
I'd pawn my gold crown for you If our love was true Oh, yeah, baby, that's it.
It is? Mmm-hmm.
[Door opening.]
Monique! Michael! (Rembrandt) Michael? What are you doing in my fiancee's bedroom? Fiancee? (Monique) Oh! Michael, don't hurt the Crying Man! You can't hurt the Crying Man.
You know how I feel about him.
(Michael) Let go of me.
I'm going to teach that guy a lesson! Get back here, so I can kick your sorry ass into next week! (Monique) Oh, run.
Run, Crying Man! [Sighing.]
It was Logan, wasn't it? She killed him.
I'm sorry.
Oh, God.
All because of that damn disc.
That damn video disc.
What disc? On the day that he died, Max told me that he'd found a video disc.
There was something about the company's plans for sliding.
He was extremely upset by it.
He blamed her.
Do you know what was on that disc? No, I don't.
All I know is that he said that he would rather kill his own invention than see it used to hurt people.
His invention? Your husband invented sliding? Well, of course.
It was his life's work.
Excuse me.
Ironic, isn't it? That on this world, I should have invented sliding.
Well, if you're the same guy wouldn't it make sense that you'd invent the same thing? Hey, what's your problem? My problem is that I didn't invent sliding on my Earth.
Now, where's my friend Wade? Quinn.
Professor, what are you doing? It isn't Wade.
It's a double.
What? Logan's boss hired her.
Well, where's Wade? Somewhere in this building.
They're using her as a trump card to keep you here.
Any luck in finding those coordinates? No.
But I got the timer back.
What are we going to do about Wade? My double had some information which could sabotage Logan's project.
It's on a video disc.
If we can find it, we can use it as a bargaining chip to free Miss Wells.
[People chattering.]
Hey, what are you, crazy? Don't you know it's suicide to try to ride up there? Man, normally I would agree with you.
But these aren't normal times.
Hey, man, you got room for one more? Yeah.
Always, man.
Where's your gear? Gear? What gear? Man, when this baby hits 200, this is gonna be the only stuff between you and the hereafter, dude.
Wait, wait.
200? Like in miles per hour? [Screaming.]
We slide in an hour, Professor.
What are we gonna do if we can't find this disc? I don't know.
Well, he's your double.
Where would you hide it? Where would I hide it? Quinn.
Yes! Great minds do think alike.
Nice.
(Logan) Once we perfect sliding, we'll be able to successfully raid parallel dimensions and strip them of their natural resources.
When we control the supply of water, oil, gas and coal, we'll have the power to essentially hold the world hostage.
All right, Professor.
Let's bargain.
(Logan) Quinn! Be smart, give me the disc.
Don't play this game.
We're not going to trade your friend for the disc.
That's right.
I know exactly what you're thinking.
Haven't you figured it out yet? You're my double.
What? That's why we're always in perfect sync.
That's impossible.
How could my double be a woman? It's just the difference between an X and a Y chromosome, Mr.
Mallory.
We have identical bio-thermal heat prints.
See, I was born Logan Mallory.
My mother remarried after my father died, and I took my stepfather's name.
Don't blow this, Quinn.
Once we figure out the bugs in this thing, the world is ours.
All of them.
What dark corner of our soul did you crawl out of? [Chuckles.]
Come on.
We know we both have a dark side.
Mine's just a little closer to the surface.
Now let me have the disc.
I don't think so.
I'm afraid we have no choice, Mr.
Mallory.
(Logan) No! [Logan yelling.]
[Logan screaming.]
(Professor) Ahh! No! Give me it.
The only reason I don't strangle you right now is Wade.
So you're not as far removed from your dark side as you thought.
Look, you're going to have to trust me.
Cooperate and I'll make sure your friend stays alive.
Professor.
[Whooshing.]
(Professor) What the hell? Incoming! Oh.
Are you okay? Where am I? Prototronics.
Then I am more than okay.
I am positively ecstatic.
[Groans.]
Help me up.
I'm so sorry.
So sorry.
[Alarm buzzing.]
What happened? I don't know.
Must be a virus in the software.
(Fayne) Reconstruct it.
Now.
(Quinn) Not until I see Wade.
I don't make deals.
Then I don't fix computers.
(Logan) Get the woman in 267 and tell maintenance there's a mess behind this building that needs to be cleaned up.
Quinn! You okay? Yeah.
(Fayne) All right, you've seen her.
Deal's done.
Not until she's released, I'm the one you want.
Let her slide.
It's not her decision anymore.
(Professor) No, it's mine.
(Logan) What? Come on, Mr.
Mallory.
Miss Wells, let's go.
The computer found the right coordinates.
And now they're gone.
(Professor) We have 15 minutes before the slide! (Wade) We'll never get there on foot! I'll take that one! (Quinn) Hop in.
Excuse me, sir.
No, I do not have any spare change.
And you may not use the toilet.
My friends should have checked me in.
Now, the name is Brown.
Rembrandt Brown.
Oh, my God! The Cryin' Man? I'm your biggest fan! Never say that to me again.
(female announcer) This is your 15-second warning for the daily 4.
;00 p.
m.
Power blackout.
Service will resume in 15 minutes.
Looks like you guys weren't driving those things for kicks.
It's a long story, Remmy.
I'll tell you about it on the next world.
Whatever happened to you? Well, carpe diem is what happened to me.
(female announcer) The building is now secure.
(Rembrandt) Let me guess.
That's the long story? Here we go.
You open that door, I won't pay my bill.
Now give this video disc to my wife, she'll know what to do with lt.
Go, Miss Wells! [Whooshing.]
(Logan) Let me in! Hit your override button! [Grunts.]
Oh, that's something, man! Too bad the ladies not here to see it.
[Yelling.]
Whoa, that is something, man.
[Whoops.]
Your crew going to want a table? Diggs.
Am I back in San Angeles? You tripping, man.
You in Los Angeles.
Lotus land.
Mr.
Mallory? Logan must have switched our geographic spectrum stabilizer with hers.
So we're going to be landing in L.
A.
From now on? Her stabilizer had a 400-mile radius.
We could land in L.
A.
, San Francisco or anywhere in between.
Great.
I loathe L.
A.
Don't look so surprised.
You knew I could track wormholes.
Now give me the re-entry coordinates I need to return objects without burning them up.
I have 30 seconds on this world.
Import the coordinates I need to slide back safely or I kill her.
Don't do it, Mr.
Mallory.
She won't dare shoot.
Without those return coordinates she's stuck here.
And heaven knows what they do to killers on this world.
Don't test me.
I'll take my chance with a good lawyer.
It's done.
We'll see.
Let's go! I gave you what you wanted.
I have to be sure! Come on! No, Logan.
This time you're going to have to trust me.
[Screaming.]
No! It's not done! I'll get you, Quinn! I'll get you! Did you give her the right coordinates? No.
I programmed a set for another dimension.
So she's out there somewhere, lost like us.
Yeah, but she said something about tracking wormholes.
We're going to run into her again?