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Ohh. I could use some dinner. Who was that on the phone?
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One more down. Someone tried to kill Adrian. . . . First time I've ever heard him scared.
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What is it.
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I know what you're thinking. You'd be a lot safer if I weren't around.
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Laurie
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I'm an open target, Dan. If you're with me
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With any luck, the world'll end before we get ours.
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Enough is enough, Daniel. Where exactly are we?
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Memory lane.
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The Owlship. I can't believe it.
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I thought it was time for a routine maintenance check.
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I took her out a couple of summers back. Scared the hell out of some cows. I wonder if she'd make it down to Antarctica.
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Antarctica??
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Adrian's headed down to his secret retreat. He invited us to come along. I've been thinking. If things do get nasty . . . it wouldn't be a bad place to sit out a war.
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Would you want to sit out a war? I mean what would be left.
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You and me.
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Dan! The spare costumes! I can't believe you kept them.
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Me neither. Mine barely even fits. The thing is, I try to remember why we did it, and I can't. Helping people, or righting wrongs, or trying to save the world . . . I don't know. It all seems so abstract.
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God, you sound like Jon. Turn around.
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What are you up to?
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Don't look. Turn around.
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This'd better not be what I think it is.
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Okay!
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What the hell ?
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It's a peace rally. The CTU's just opened fire on the crowd.
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Oh, Laurie. Jesus. No.
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They're following us.
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All right. Mission accomplished.
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Missed 'em Dan. You're aiming high!
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I don't want to take 'em out. Just want to keep 'em interested.
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They're practically on us . . .
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That Detroit shit? I'm so worried.
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What?
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The costumes. Am I right?
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No way. I'm not that much of a pervert.
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Yes you are.
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No offense, Laurie, but it was Silk Spectre I had the crush on. Tonight was the first time I've felt like myself in ten years.
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That's because
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It's because there's nothing to be afraid of anymore. The world's about to end. I feel like I could save it.
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You're full of yourself. What are you doing?
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Long as we're on the subject of perverts . . . I miss Rorschach. Let's spring him.
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. . . What??
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What's he doing?
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I think he's going to the john.
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My God! We bust him out of jail, in the middle of a riot, and he stops to take a
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I beg your pardon . . . ? Some gratitude.
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Will you two lovebirds keep it down?
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Welcome back, Night Owl.
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What now? Fly south hook up with Adrian?
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What was he doing?
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Trying to change the past. He said it was the only way to save the world
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He saved himself. He changed the past.
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Where did he go?
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Dan, is this is this New York??
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Those cars. What year is this??
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Everything's changed
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Dan what do we do now?
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Wherever we are, it's better than what we left. Backs together
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We'll tell them what's happened. They'll listen to reason, won't they ?
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The Comedian. He's dead. Murdered. That's all I know.
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My God. Murdered? What's this have to do with Rorschach?
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It's he's got some kind of conspiracy theory. He thinks someone's . . . I don't know, stalking us.
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Us. You mean the Watchmen.
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I know, I know, it's just he's back on the street, he smells blood.
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You know how he is. He goes on these binges, kills a couple of thugs then he's satisfied. It blows over.
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He's bound to get caught. I don't want my name coming out. Not at this late date.
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If he comes here, I'll handle him. Remember I've always protected you. Haven't I? Do you need money?
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No. I just wanted you to
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You did the right thing, Daniel. Let's stay in touch, okay? Good night.
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Good night.
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Who?
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I don't know, but . . . in the wake of all that's happened, I'm starting to think Rorschach may have been right. Is Laurie okay?
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She's with me.
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Good. Be careful, Daniel, don't let up your guard. Look, I'm going to head south for a while hole up at Karnak until all this blows over. You two would be welcome to join me.
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Thanks for the offer, Adrian. I'll let you know.
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Yeah. See, I've been working on a little project. Top secret, of course . . .
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The missing scientists.
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Uh huh. You might recognize the names. Quite a few of them worked at Gila Flats.
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What??
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I couldn't let him interfere with my project.
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It is Jon. Twentyfour years ago. Before he turned into Dr. Manhattan.
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Good Lord. How'd you get it on tape?
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It's not on tape. It's live. We're watching it happen.
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Gentlemen, the past. Unfolding before your eyes. Stand back from the field. It'll blow you to bits.
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What is it? How does it work?
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It's a tachyon chamber. It generates subatomic particles which flow backward in time. There are other worlds, Daniel, other timelines existing parallel to our own
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Adrian you've lost it.
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I've seen them! I've seen them in there.
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Dont be obtuse, Daniel. If I kill Jon in the past, none of this will happen. We wont even be here, will we?
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And what if youre wrong?
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Im not.
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What if youre wrong??
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Then Ive been a very bad boy and youll have to spank me. Christ! Im doing what I have to do to save the godforsaken human race!!
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Your problem, Dan, is a lack of vision. You spent all those years chasing after muggers, and drug dealers, and jaywalkers . . . as if the world was any better for it. As if any of it mattered.
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You ruthless son of a bitch. You really believe this madscientist bullshit is going to save the world?
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We'd better hope so. It's almost time.
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Blake? Dead?
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Yes. I heard this morning. Washington's asked me to attend the funeral as a matter of protocol.
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I'm here, Laurie.
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Is it time? D'you have to leave for the funeral?
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