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If I don't come back, blow it all to shit.

We don't have enough explosives for that.

Yeah, but they don't know that.

You ruined my life.

I don't even know you!

Look. It's a mint Trexler Marauder. You know, how much we can get for this on the black market?

And it's gonna get vaporized like the rest of this base.

Such a waste.

We have precisely six months, ten days, two hours, 11 minutes and 41 seconds, until a comet twice the size of Chicxulub tears through our atmosphere and extincts all life on Earth.

When did you do those calculations?

I put the moment of impact on a diet app. So, impact is when my diet ends. Only I'm not on a diet. I'm just crying five times a day.

Why'd you let me race your car? You knew I was gonna wreck it.

Why not?

'Cause that's a lot of money.

I have money, it's trust and character I need around me.

I told you that information can't get out. Fuck!

So, okay, okay, destroy the hard drive. Why kill me?

Because I'm thorough.

I've been thinking, we're their ancestors. If they destroy us, won't that destroy them?

That'd bring us to the grandfather paradox.

The what?

You went back in time, and killed your own grandfather. How could you've been born to commit the act?

What's the answer?

There's no answer. It's a paradox.

You wanna crash a plane?

Well, not from the air. Don't be so dramatic.

...well, how big a plane?

That part is a little dramatic.

Nature is brutal. Life devours life. It's a battle to the death. To bring emotion to bear taints the scientific vision.

Well, I'm sorry if that makes me biased, but I'm on the side of humans in this battle.

All life is a zero-sum game, Dr. Arcane. And today the score is plants, one, humans, zero.

I thought by eliminating half of life the other half would thrive. But you have shown me... that's impossible. As long as there are those that remember what was, there will always be those that are unable to accept what can be. They will resist.

Yeah, we're all kinds of stubborn.

I'm thankful. Because now I know what I must do. I will shred this universe down to its last atom. And then, with the stones you've collected for me, create a new one, teeming with life that knows not what it has lost but only what it is been given. A grateful universe.

Born out of blood.

They'll never know it. Because you won't be alive to tell them.

Where are the Stones?

Gone. Reduced to atoms.

You used them two days ago!

I used the Stones to destroy the Stones. It nearly killed me, but the work is done. It always will be. I am... inevitable.

We have to tear this place apart. He has to be lying.

My father is many things. A liar is not one of them.

Thank you, daughter. Perhaps I treated you too harshly...

How you doing, David? I always thought of us as friends.

Elijah?

You shouldn't be hiding in the shadows, David. You're able to hide because people who steal cars and mug people in alleys don't need your full potential. You're only using 1% of your abilities with these petty criminals.

Maybe there's nothing to hide, Elijah.

I have found someone who will require your full potential to come out. A superhuman serial killer.

Don't do this. How can we be the only ones? Maybe we believe something that isn't even true.

We are going to the tallest building in the city, The Horde is going to be revealed there. There are 3 floors that house a chemical company in that building, I am going to blow up that building using their chemicals, David. You might want to try and stop us. Today is your coming out party. At least you know what to wear.

[pushes buttons]

I've turned of the water hoses in your room, David. There's only the door left...

Elijah!...

It's metal, But you can't get through it because peoples bones break against metal, and your nothing special. A lot of people are going to die, Overseer, If you don't get through that door.

You still leaving a trail of human wreckage, or have you retired?

Why? You looking for a date?

With anybody but you!

I killed you, Mr. Anderson. I watched you die... with a certain satisfaction, I might add. And then something happened, something that I knew was impossible, but it happened anyway. You destroyed me, Mr. Anderson. Afterward, I understood the rules, I understood what I was supposed to do, but I didn't. I couldn't. I was compelled to stay, compelled to disobey. And now, here I stand because of you, Mr. Anderson. Because of you, I'm no longer an Agent of this system. Because of you, I've changed. I'm unplugged. A new man, so to speak. Like you, apparently, free.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Great Scott! Jennifer could conceivably encounter her future self! The consequences could be disastrous!

What do you mean?

I foresee two possibilities. One, seeing herself 30 years older would put her into shock and she'd pass out. Or two, the encounter could create a time paradox and cause a chain reaction that would unravel the space-time continuum, and destroy the entire universe! Granted, that's a worse case scenario. The destruction might be localized, limited to our own galaxy.

Well, that's a relief.