Theorizing that one could time travel within his own lifetime,
Dr. Sam Beckett stepped into the Quantum Leap accelerator...
and vanished.
He awoke to find himself trapped in the past,
facing mirror images that were not his own...
and driven by an unknown force to change history for the better.
His only guide on this journey is Al, an observer from his own time,
who appears in the form of a hologram that only Sam can see and hear.
And so, Dr. Beckett finds himself leaping from life to life,
striving to put right what once went wrong...
and hoping each time that his next leap...
will be the leap home.
Bingo. Hey, Bingo.
The ocean makes me feel so sexy.
Oh, boy.
God, I love you, Bingo.
Bingo?
Bango, bongo.
May I come in?
Sorry. Didn't mean to startle you.
I'm Hugh Dobbs. Uh, Commander Hugh Dobbs.
I'm... glad to meet you.
Uh, may I pull up a chair?
Girlfriend or, uh, fiancée?
Oh. I'm not sure.
- Would you close that door, son? - Aye, aye, sir.
Shouldn't have called him son.
But when you only do this one month a year-
- I'm not regular navy. I'm in the reserves. - Uh-huh.
But don't let that worry you. I may not be much of a sailor,
but I'm one hell of a criminal defense lawyer.
- Criminal defense lawyer? - Well, you don't exactly need a divorce attorney, Ensign.
No. No. Of course not.
Weren't you expectin' me?
Yes. Yes, I was. I just, uh-
I'm still a little groggy from, you know, wakin' up in the middle... of a dream.
I leaped into the middle of a dream. Leaped?
You know how a lot of dreams have beginnings,
and then you don't always remember 'em.
Mmm.
Well, uh, why don't you tell me what you remember about Saturday night?
Sa-S-Saturday night? Which Saturday night?
June the 22nd, 1957,
the night you're accused of raping and murdering Commander Riker's wife.
I... couldn't possibly rape or murder anybody.
I just-I just couldn't.
Forgive me, but you don't sound very sure.
Well, I, uh-I am sure.
Look, Ensign, I'll defend you either way, but I must know the truth.
Did you rape and murder Commander Riker's wife?
No, I did not.
- I believe you. - Thank you.
Now, why don't you tell me everything that you can remember happening on Saturday night?
Uh, sorry to interrupt, sir, but it's important.
If I could have a word with my wingman in private, sir?
- May I, uh, use your head, Ensign? - Uh, sure.
"Sure"? Look, I know he's a Hollywood lawyer 11 months out of the year,
but this month he's a commander in the navy.
I gotta remember I'm in the military. Yeah, I'd say so.
So, how you doin', buddy?
Oh, I'm a little confused.
I think I can fix that. How'd you like to see Lisa? Lisa?
Yeah, I tried to sneak her in here, but that gyrene guard at the door looks like he's all business.
So I told Doc Berger about that sex show we saw in Tijuana last Thursday,
and I promised I'd take him there if he puts you and Lisa in a room together.
And how would we do that? You gotta get sick.
- Lisa's a nurse? - Bingo.
Bango, bongo.
You gentlemen finished? Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
- You're Ensign Ferguson, aren't you? - Yes, sir.
I'll, uh, need to ask you some questions when I'm finished here.
Question me, sir?
Well, you two were together at the Officers Club last Saturday, weren't you?
Uh, yes, sir. About half the squadron was at the club that night, sir.
And Bingo was not the only one to dance with Marci, sir-
uh, Commander Riker's wife, sir.
Say, Bingo, you don't look so good.
Well, it's nothin'.
It's just that... little stomach thing I was tellin' you about.
Somethin' you ate? I don't know, sir.
Excuse me. I-Wow.
I had this kind of... dull... pain all night around my umbilicus,
and every time I press on the McBurney point, I get a sharp... pain.
Did you go to medical school?
No, sir. No, sir.
I had a cousin who was a doctor.
She taught-She taught me a lot.
Well, we better get him to sick bay.
That is an excellent idea, sir.
Yeah.
I'll run a blood test to check your white cell count.
That ought to tell us if your appendix is inflamed.
Well, whatever you feel is necessary.
I'll send in a nurse to draw blood.
I hear you have quite a practice in Hollywood, sir.
Beverly Hills. There's a subtle difference.
Excuse me.
- Left arm, please. - Oh, God. I hate needles.
Can I buy you a cup of java, Commander? Mm-hmm.
You wouldn't happen to know any starlets who might be interested in datin' a jet jock, would you, sir?
Oh, darling, what are you going to do?
I don't know.
Well, I do. If they don't find Marci's killer, then I'll testify.
What are you gonna tell 'em? The truth.
ThatJack was T.D.Y. Saturday, and I spent the night with you.
You're married? Yes.
So is my husband, but it hasn't stopped him...
from landing on every blonde from here to Norway.
Oh, I'm just lucky I fell in love with you.
But... that's adultery.
Oh, I know.
It could end both our careers.
But we don't have a choice if it's the only way to prove that you didn't kill her.
Make a fist.
When the commander comes back, I'm going to tell him...
that I was with you Saturday night-
I'm sorry. That's okay.
When Marci was murdered.
No, I don't want you to do that. I know why I'm here.
To prove my innocence without your testifying and ruining our careers.
Why you're here? Yeah.
- Thanks for the phone number, Commander. - Use it in good health.
- She will. - I don't want you testifying.
I should have the results in 15 minutes.
- How do you feel? - Much better.
Great. Excuse me.
Well, Ensign, which is it?
Sir? That nurse.
She your, uh, girlfriend or your fiancée?
Lisa's really something, isn't she, Sam?
Where the hell have you been?
Huh? Where have I been? Yes!
I've been in the waiting room. What you do mean, you've been in the waiting room?
I've been here for hours. I leaped in hours ago.
And how did you sneak in here like this?
I didn't hear the chamber door or anything- I didn't sneak in.
You're sneakin' up on me like that. No, no, no. I came in on the flight line, Sam.
What? I had Ziggy zero me into the cockpit of a Cougar.
I haven't flown in a Cougar in a long time.
You've been reminiscing in an airplane?
It was great. Well, actually,
I've been spending time in the waiting room,
talkin' to the- to this kid that you leaped into.
Yeah, some kid. This guy's got more women than you do.
Yeah? Yeah.
That's funny. Nothin' about this leap is funny, Al.
You're not gonna believe this. No, this is terrible.
What? You haven't looked in a mirror yet, have you?
Huh? Look- Look in the mirror.
Go on. Go on. Take a look.
All right, all right. I'm looking in the mirror.
Ain't that a kick in the butt? You leaped into me as a kid.
I've leaped into women, a chimp, even myself as a kid,
but to leap into Al as a young navy pilot was the strangest of all.
I wasn't such a bad-lookin'kid, was I?
No, you weren't a bad-lookin' kid, Bingo.
Bingo. God, nobody's called me that name in a long time.
Yeah, well, be grateful for that.
Sam, it's mind-boggling. I've been spending six hours...
talking to myself, literally.
It's weird. It's weird. Do you know that you're you?
I mean, does he know that you're him?
Uh, no, no. I think that I'm my UncleJack.
Or he-he thinks that I'm UncleJack.
UncleJack was heavier, older.
But he-I mean, uh, the young I-the young me-
Let's call him Bingo.
Bingo thinks that this is all a practical joke of Chip's.
Which figures- Oh, have you met Chip?
Yeah. Actually, uh, he showed up right after I leaped in here.
- In fact, it was his idea... Yeah, he's a hell of a nice guy, isn't he?
Yeah, he and I were tailpipe buddies.
We flew together for 10 years, on and off,
and then he caught a SAM missile over Haiphong.
- Gee, I gotta go see Chip. - No, wait a second, wait a second, wait a second.
Before you go, you gotta tell me what I'm here to do.
What does Ziggy say? Oh, yeah. I don't know.
I've been so preoccupied with myself-
No pun intended. But I'll get you something here.
It's-What is it? June 25th, 1957.
So you're-I'm 23. Mm-hmm.
June 25th!
God! Wait a minute! What?
June 25th-Lisa! Gooshie, center me on Lisa! What?
Now!
Lisa, stop! Stop!
Stop! Please! No!
Oh, no, not again! God, not again!
It's not your fault, you know.
The hell it isn't.
You leaped into me to save Lisa,
only I didn't get here in time to tell you that,
because I was talkin' to myself.
No. If I was here to save her, why haven't I leaped?
- Because you didn't save her. - Success has nothing to do with leaping.
Now, you know that.
Al, I know how painful this is for you.
I barely knew her, and I'm-I'm hurting too.
It's just-
I really don't believe that I was here to save her.
Then why are you here?
I don't know. I think we should ask Ziggy.
Mmm. What?
What is this? This is all wrong. What?
It says you're here to prove my innocence.
What's wrong with that? I never stood trial.
See, Lisa told Commander, uh- my defense attorney, Commander What's-his-name-
Dobbs. Dobbs. Hell of a nice guy.
She told him that I was with her on the night of the murder.
And then when Lisa was... killed,
he told her story to the navy and convinced them to drop the charges.
So, you didn't leap in to save me, because Lisa already did it.
God love her. Oh, boy.
"Oh, boy," what? Uh, why don't you ask Ziggy...
what the odds are that you're gonna be court-martialed?
I told you. They never pressed charges. Yeah, I know.
Why don't you just ask him though?
Three-to-one? And that you'll be convicted?
Even-Even money, Sam.
Sam, what's goin' on here? Uh, Al-
I changed history. I thought I was here to prove your innocence,
so I told Lisa not to say anything to Commander Dobbs,
so she never told him that she was your alibi.
Oh.
Well, I'm glad. You mean, you're glad I just blew your alibi?
Yeah, but there won't be anybody gossiping over Lisa's grave this time.
Where you going? I've lived through the worst of this time,
and now I'm gonna go and live through some of the best of it.
Wow! Oh, wow!
Oh, God!
Stacker! Hey, Stacker, how are you doin'?
Wow! Hey!
It's me, Bingo. Oh, never mind.
Plumber! Hey, Plumber!
Tom-Tom! Wow! Max! Max, how you doin'?
Go have another beer. God, you guys look so young.
Stack, didn't you give Bingo his nickname?
Sure did. Hey, Jack, another round!
We were on a cross-country from Pensacola to Ocala.
Now, don't tell 'em that old story, Stack.
Bingo. We didn't call him that then.
He sprang an oil leak about 30 minutes out.
I did.
Every new pilot who joined the squadron got initiated by her, sir.
This isn't just bar talk, is it, Ensign? Marci wasn't very subtle, sir.
Everybody knew about it. I mean, even Commander Riker,
which is probably why she had a lot of accidents.
Black eyes, bruises.
He abused her? He beat the hell out of her, sir.
Did, uh, Mrs. Riker have an affair with you?
They weren't affairs, sir. They were initiations.
Unfortunately, she never did it more than once.
When did she initiate Ensign Calavicci?
She didn't. Bingo was involved with Lisa when he joined us.
So Ensign Calavicci turned Mrs. Riker down?
Yes, sir. And that really got her heater itching.
Like I said, sir, she wasn't very subtle.
But last Saturday night, she really laid it out there.
She was all over Bingo. Practically raped him on the dance floor.
And Commander Riker was there? Looking like he wanted to kill them both.
He lands wheels-up in this pasture, right?
Bangs his head on the gunsight. Ooh, it hurt. It hurt.
When he comes to, he looks up...
and he sees three sets of casabas hangin' over him.
He thinks, "Oh, man, it's a concussion."
- I wouldn't mind that concussion. - But it's not. It's triplets.
- Tri- - We find him the next morning asleep under the wing.
I said, "How'd you spend the night?"
He says, "Bingo, bango, bongo!" Bingo, bango, bongo!
That's a true story too!
Bingo, to quote you, you're in deep caca.
If I wanted to kill him, Corporal, I'd have blown both your brains out by now.
Commander Riker.
When a senior officer enters the room, mister, you stand at attention.
You should have slept with Marci before it became an embarrassment to all of us.
- You seem surprised, Ensign. - Well, yes, sir, I am.
I always knew what Marci did with my boys.
It was never a major problem for me.
But I don't suppose a young man like you can really understand that.
No, sir, I can't.
Maybe when you get a little older.
But, then again, you're not gonna get any older, are you, Ensign?
Sir, I did not rape and murder your wife.
Of course you did, mister. I watched you do it.
I was on the cliff.
I watched her run from your car.
I watched you catch her, tear her clothes off, rape her.
You watched your wife being raped and did nothing to stop it?
It was some kind of game, wasn't it?
You didn't want to sleep with Marci. You wanted to rape her.
I didn't rape your wife. So Saturday night, she decided to play along.
That's it, isn't it? You're sick.
So was Marci.
That was the beauty of our relationship.
We were both equally perverted.
And when there's equal perversion, there's no perversion, just pleasure.
Now she's gone.
It's all gone.
And I'll never find another woman to love me like that, ever.
That's why tomorrow, I'm sending you to the gas chamber.
- By lying on the witness stand. - Sam, Chip has got the guys comin' over-
No.Just by telling the truth.
Telling the tr- Telling the truth about what?
About what happened to his wife.
He claims that he was on the cliff above the beach and saw you rape her.
That's impossible. Yeah, well, listenin' to him tell it, you want to believe him.
Instead of me? I didn't say that.
Did he testify against you? Did he accuse you in '57?
No. No, you're changing everything, Sam.
It's you. I'm not trying to.
I know you're not trying to.
- Oh, no. - What?
Now there's an 81 .6% chance that I get convicted.
- All right. Now, just calm down, okay? - I get found guilty,
and I get sentenced to the gas chamber.
Executed! I'm not gonna let that happen.
- How you gonna stop it? - By finding out who really raped and murdered her.
- I'm gonna die in the gas chamber! - You're not gonna die in the gas chamber.
If anybody dies, it's gonna be me.
- Oh, big deal! You're me! - Stop it.
Look, if we're gonna solve this thing, we gotta stay calm.
- You've gotta calm down. - I'm calm! I'm calm!
- You're not calm. - I'm calm! I'm calm! I'm calm.
Good. Now, I want you to go back and talk to Bingo.
- If I've changed history- - If? What do you mean, if?
- You said you were going to be calm. - Okay, okay, okay.
If I've changed history, then you've lived through it.
Now, do you remember going down to the beach with Marci?
I didn't go to the beach with Marci!
- Maybe Bingo's memory's a little fresher than yours. - My memory is as fresh as it can get.
I did not go to the beach with Marci.
I met Lisa at the-at the-
See? I mean, just ask Bingo, all right? Please, just-
Oh, no, no! At the Sea Breeze Hotel in La Jolla.
See? I just forgot it for a moment. It's been over 30 years.
Okay.
Now what? Oh, that's gotta be Chip and the guys.
- Uh, just a minute. - You never went to the happy hour,
so they're bringing the booze to you- I mean, to me.
I thought booze in the barracks would be against regulations.
Oh, we never paid any attention to that.
But that marine guard on the door would.
- I'll see you later, Sam. - Wait. Aren't you gonna stay for the party?
Uh, it's not gonna be a party. Huh?
It's gonna be a wake. They're coming to tell you Lisa's dead.
I'm going back to the waiting room, and I'm gonna talk to me.
I've got to admit. This is a pretty neat trick.
It's not a trick. It's not a trick.
You have traded places in time with Dr. Sam Beckett.
His aura surrounds you, and yours is surrounding him.
So, I'm him, and he's me. Right.
And who are you? I don't think you're ready for that.
All right, Chip. Come on out. I know you're here somewhere.
Chip is still back in 1957.
You're good. I'll give you that.
And you do look like my UncleJack, and my sister, uh-
my sister-my sister, uh-
I can't remember my sister's name. Trudy.
Trudy? Yeah, Trudy.
Trudy. Trudy. It's okay. Don't panic, because leaping in time...
sometimes creates gaps in your memory.
Trudy.
God, I can't remember my last name. Calavicci.
It's okay. The gaps'll fill in eventually. Calavicci.
Lisa. Lieutenant Lisa Sherman.
Thank God I didn't forget Lisa's name. Good.
It's important what you do remember, especially what you remember about last Saturday night.
Oh, the night Marci was murdered. Yes.
So that's what this is? This is an interrogation?
No, no, no. Well, it won't work.
Look, whoever you are, wherever you are,
I didn't kill her!
You hear me? I didn't kill her!
He's lying. I saw Ensign Calavicci...
rape my wife on the beach at Torrey Pines.
You watched Ensign Calavicci rape your wife...
and did nothing to intervene?
I tried to climb down from the cliff.
That's when I fell, hit my head on a rock.
I was knocked out for a short time, and when I came to,
Ensign Calavicci was gone, and my wife...
was lying half naked on the beach, dead.
How long were you on the cliff watching someone rape your wife-
Not just someone.
It was Ensign Calavicci.
Before you tried to get to the beach?
A minute. Maybe two. A minute or two?
- Sir, I object. - I'm trying to demonstrate how long two minutes really is.
I had a ship blown out from under me in the Leyte Gulf...
in less than two minutes, Commander.
It can be a lifetime... or a blink of the eye.
Now get on with it.
Did you do anything during this two minutes other than to watch?
- No, I believe I did not. - You didn't yell?
- Yell? - " Hey, stop that!"
I object. Defense council is badgering the witness.
The commander requested clarification. I simply gave it to him.
- Objection overruled. - Did you yell?
- No, sir. - You watched a man rape your wife...
for a minute or two and didn't even yell " Stop"?
No, sir.
- For God's sake, Commander, why not? - Because she deserved it.
He said last night he was going to send me to the gas chamber.
He's certainly trying.
The U.S. Navy may not trust a rowboat to Commander Riker after his testimony,
but they're gonna believe it for precisely that reason.
He's throwing away his career to convict me.
The question is, but why?
If you didn't murder his wife- and I believe you didn't-
Commander Dirk Riker's lying.
Maybe to save his own neck.
I mean, if he murdered his wife,
what's giving up a career compared to the gas chamber?
Maybe that's it. But you don't think so?
No.
I think the man on that witness stand believes you raped and murdered his wife.
Sam, we gotta talk.
Commander, if I can have a few moments by myself before we reconvene.
- You won't be alone. - Yeah, well, I've come to think of him as...
my shadow.
I'm glad to see you're keepin' your sense of humor, son.
It's important. Sam, come on!
We got deep trouble here, Sam. The odds of my getting convicted...
are 92% now, and they're going up.
Riker's testimony was devastating.
Well, un-devastate it.
I think I will. I think I'll go find the killer.
Well, what are you doing here then? Standing trial under guard.
God, 95%. Now they're 95%.
What does Bingo say about Saturday night? The same thing I said, of course.
Met Lisa at the Sea Breeze Hotel,
and that was before Marci disappeared from the " 0" Club.
Now there's a 96% chance I'm convicted.
Ninety-seven.! Geez, 98.!
Ninety-nine.! For God's sakes, stop it.
One hundred.
Yes, there is a 100% certainty...
that Ensign Calavicci will be found guilty and executed in the gas chamber.
Why are you staring at me like that, Samuel?
Where'd you get that hand-link?
And where's Al?
Al?
- You know, Al! - Careful.
There is an 88% probability...
that that young man will shoot at the slightest provocation.
You are attracting undue attention, Samuel.
You're a hologram.
You are a hologram.
What happened... to Al? What happened to Al?
Al?
Oh, that young pilot that you leaped into.
There's no change.
He's still found guilty and sentenced to die in the gas chamber.
He dies in the gas chamber?
At midnight, October 6, 1960.
Oh, my God! I've changed history.
I've killed Al. Oh, no, Al's in the waiting room.
Young Al is. Old Al is dead.
Old Al? Admiral Ca-Admiral-
Admiral Ca-Ca-
He's leavin' my memory. Wh-Wh-What's Bingo's last name?
Ensign Calavicci? Calavicci! Calavicci! I gotta remember that.
What is happening, Samuel? I'm losin' my memory.
Portions of your memory are always erased during a leap.
- Now don't you remember? - Ensign.
You're right about my memory on this leap.
Uh, there's a very specific segment of it missing.
What segment is that?
We're going back inside now.
The segment pertaining to you.
I don't seem to have any memory of you-your name or anything.
St.John. Edward St.John V.
Nice to meet you, St.John. Rather.
St.John, I believe that Commander Riker is trying to frame me for the murder of his wife.
Yeah, Alpha gives that a 62% probability.
Alpha?
You don't remember Alpha?
A parallel hybrid computer-
That you designed to run Quantum Leap.
Al called her Ziggy. "Her"?
Look, have Alpha directly interrogate Bingo...
with questions designed to elicit knowledge about the murder...
that he may not consciously be aware of.
Direct questions would require taking Ensign Calavicci into the control room.
We have never done that with a leaper.
I know that. If this works, he'll be there in 40 years anyway.
Forty years? Just do it.
Samuel, anything you say.
And don't call me Samuel.
The last person to do that was my Great-aunt Tillie.
Sir? Sir?
Hmm? Come on, shadow.
So, it was dark, you were 228 feet away.
How can you be so sure that it was Ensign Calavicci that raped your wife?
Because I recognized him.
- From 228 feet, and in the dark? - Yes.
Commander, I propose that it is impossible to identify a man's face...
from that distance in the dark.
The height, build and uniform of the man that raped Marci...
was identical to those of Ensign Calavicci.
Sir, I can give you a dozen officers on this base whose height, build and uniform...
would be identical to Ensign Calavicci.
I saw Marci get into his Corvette.
I followed them to the beach.
It was him.
I was afraid to go to sleep-
afraid that I'd forget Al, lose him forever.
You are quite impossible.
- Pardon? - Well, actually, not you, Samuel-uh, Sam.
You know, that, uh, satyr that you've leaped into-
- Okay, what happened? - I did as you requested.
I took Ensign Calavicci into the control room.
He was stunned. By the technology.
By a pulse communication technician, Tina.
- They're lovers. Oh! - But she's married to Gooshie.
I gotta get history back on track.
Look, what did Ziggy- What did Alpha say?
He projected...
a 72% chance...
that the ensign's black Corvette- a singularly vulgar vehicle,
if I may say so-could be used to prove his innocence.
His car? His car.
I will shoot you if this is a trick, sir.
This is not a trick, Sergeant.
I'm a corporal, sir.
Yes, you are. I'm sorry.
What are you searching for, sir?
I'm not sure.
Neither is Alpha.
He's predicting that something in the car is important,
but the car itself can prove your innocence.
The car itself?
Sir?
What is it? Al!
Freeze! No. Do what he says, Sam.
I'm froze. I'm froze.
He's froze. We're going back inside, sir.
Now, sir! Back inside, Sam.
Anything you say. Anything you say.
Whatever you say.
How's Tina? Tina?
This is no time to ask about my love life. I never thought I'd hear you say that.
And Ziggy- She's still called Ziggy, right? Sam, what's goin' on with you?
Nothin'. Look, just what are the odds of me bein' found guilty?
They've gone down to 20%.
And all because I found one of your silly cigars.
That's not my cigar.
I didn't start smokin' cigars until I went to Vietnam.
That's gotta be Chip's.
Oh, man, I didn't burn a hole in your upholstery, did I?
No. The stub was in the ashtray, Chip, right where you left it on Saturday night,
after you dropped me off at the Sea Breeze Hotel.
Yeah, I guess so. I don't see the problem, Bingo.
Problem?
The problem is that today Commander Riker testified that he saw me rape his wife.
Oh, man.
I know he's tryin' to hang you on this, but... to claim he was there?
He was there.
He followed the Corvette to the beach.
From the cliff, he mistook you for me.
What happened, Chip?
She was a tramp-
a real tramp, but I loved her.
I loved her from the first time we slept together.
First time, last time- That's the way she played it.
- What happened, Chip? - After I dropped you off...
at the hotel to meet Lisa, I went back to the " O" Club.
Bingo?
For a second, she thought I was you.
She wasn't going to get in, and then I offered her a drink,
and I asked her where she wanted me to take her.
She said... somewhere where she could run naked.
That's what she said-
somewhere where she could run naked.
It was like an old black and white film.
Only this time, it was me saying... it was an accident.
Let me work this out.
How?
You can't undo what's already been done.
Well, it never hurts to try.
Trust me. Now go get some sleep.
I'd never let you take the fall for me, Bingo.
I just wouldn't. I know that.
- What are you thinkin'? - I know why I'm here, Al.
- To save Chip? - Not just Chip.
We're going to put you in the accelerator chamber,
and we're going to leap you into you.
You're gonna to leap me into me? Yes.
On Saturday, June 22nd, 1957.
And no matter how Swiss-cheesed your brain gets from traveling through time,
you keep one thought on your mind:
Don't let Chip out of your sight until dawn, Sunday morning.
You're gonna put me into- Now, wait a minute.
Don't let Chip out of your sight until dawn, Sunday.
Okay. Okay.
You're gonna put me into a nuclear accelerator chamber...
and send my body back into time?
Right.
Now, even if I believed you, would you do this if you were me?
I am you.
We were exploring new horizons in time and leaping.
If I was right, and Bingo could be leaped into himself-
Sam, it worked. Al-
Yeah, um, at least we leaped him-uh, me-
Bingo! Uh, yeah, Bingo out.
Now, where he landed- When is more important.
That too. Ziggy says there's an 80% chance...
that he landed here before Marci got murdered.
It's gonna work, Al, as long as you-as long as Bingo keeps Chip away from Marci.
How-How is it gonna save Lisa?
You told me that she was crying, right?
That Lisa was wiping her eyes before she ran into the semi, right?
Yeah.
If Marci's not killed, and you're not accused, she has no reason to be crying.
So that- What?
Sam, what? He's gone.
- Who's gone? - He's gone. My shadow's gone.
He's go-He- Well, maybe he went to the head.
He would sooner wet his pants than leave that door.
You did it, buddy! You and Bingo did it!
God, I hope you're right.
Yo, Bingo.! Hey, Bingo, look who got off duty early.
Heya, sailor, you want to buy a thirsty nurse a drink?
Lisa.
Lee? Look. Smile.
Oh, boy.