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Ohh. I could use some dinner. Who was that on the phone? |
One more down. Someone tried to kill Adrian. . . . First time I've ever heard him scared. |
What is it. |
I know what you're thinking. You'd be a lot safer if I weren't around. |
Laurie |
I'm an open target, Dan. If you're with me |
With any luck, the world'll end before we get ours. |
Enough is enough, Daniel. Where exactly are we? |
Memory lane. |
The Owlship. I can't believe it. |
I thought it was time for a routine maintenance check. |
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. |
Antarctica?? |
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. |
Would you want to sit out a war? I mean what would be left. |
You and me. |
Dan! The spare costumes! I can't believe you kept them. |
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. |
God, you sound like Jon. Turn around. |
What are you up to? |
Don't look. Turn around. |
This'd better not be what I think it is. |
Okay! |
What the hell ? |
It's a peace rally. The CTU's just opened fire on the crowd. |
Oh, Laurie. Jesus. No. |
They're following us. |
All right. Mission accomplished. |
Missed 'em Dan. You're aiming high! |
I don't want to take 'em out. Just want to keep 'em interested. |
They're practically on us . . . |
That Detroit shit? I'm so worried. |
What? |
The costumes. Am I right? |
No way. I'm not that much of a pervert. |
Yes you are. |
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. |
That's because |
It's because there's nothing to be afraid of anymore. The world's about to end. I feel like I could save it. |
You're full of yourself. What are you doing? |
Long as we're on the subject of perverts . . . I miss Rorschach. Let's spring him. |
. . . What?? |
What's he doing? |
I think he's going to the john. |
My God! We bust him out of jail, in the middle of a riot, and he stops to take a |
I beg your pardon . . . ? Some gratitude. |
Will you two lovebirds keep it down? |
Welcome back, Night Owl. |
What now? Fly south hook up with Adrian? |
What was he doing? |
Trying to change the past. He said it was the only way to save the world |
He saved himself. He changed the past. |
Where did he go? |
Dan, is this is this New York?? |
Those cars. What year is this?? |
Everything's changed |
Dan what do we do now? |
Wherever we are, it's better than what we left. Backs together |
We'll tell them what's happened. They'll listen to reason, won't they ? |
The Comedian. He's dead. Murdered. That's all I know. |
My God. Murdered? What's this have to do with Rorschach? |
It's he's got some kind of conspiracy theory. He thinks someone's . . . I don't know, stalking us. |
Us. You mean the Watchmen. |
I know, I know, it's just he's back on the street, he smells blood. |
You know how he is. He goes on these binges, kills a couple of thugs then he's satisfied. It blows over. |
He's bound to get caught. I don't want my name coming out. Not at this late date. |
If he comes here, I'll handle him. Remember I've always protected you. Haven't I? Do you need money? |
No. I just wanted you to |
You did the right thing, Daniel. Let's stay in touch, okay? Good night. |
Good night. |
Who? |
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? |
She's with me. |
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. |
Thanks for the offer, Adrian. I'll let you know. |
Yeah. See, I've been working on a little project. Top secret, of course . . . |
The missing scientists. |
Uh huh. You might recognize the names. Quite a few of them worked at Gila Flats. |
What?? |
I couldn't let him interfere with my project. |
It is Jon. Twentyfour years ago. Before he turned into Dr. Manhattan. |
Good Lord. How'd you get it on tape? |
It's not on tape. It's live. We're watching it happen. |
Gentlemen, the past. Unfolding before your eyes. Stand back from the field. It'll blow you to bits. |
What is it? How does it work? |
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 |
Adrian you've lost it. |
I've seen them! I've seen them in there. |
Dont be obtuse, Daniel. If I kill Jon in the past, none of this will happen. We wont even be here, will we? |
And what if youre wrong? |
Im not. |
What if youre wrong?? |
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!! |
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. |
You ruthless son of a bitch. You really believe this madscientist bullshit is going to save the world? |
We'd better hope so. It's almost time. |
Blake? Dead? |
Yes. I heard this morning. Washington's asked me to attend the funeral as a matter of protocol. |
I'm here, Laurie. |
Is it time? D'you have to leave for the funeral? |
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