"Twenty years ago when the corporations bailed out our failed governments, they sold it to us as salvation..." "Now we see that we paid for that rescue with our freedoms." "We have awaken to the truth that we have become slaves to the Corporate Congress..." "Today that all changes." "Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that we have passed the torch to a new generation unwilling to permit the undoing of human rights and dignities." "And let every corporation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price in order to assure the survival and the success of liberty." "Don't move!" "Hands where we can see them!" "Stay where you are!" "I got this, Kiera." "You're under arrest." "Under section 76 of the Union Code, you are charged with being the leader of the terrorist group" "Liberate." "And conspire to plot against the Corporate Congress." "You're too late." "My God!" "Liberate murdered 30,000 people to kill 20." "Of course they deserve to be executed." "Separate their methods from their message." "For just a second." "Forget it." "Never happen." "Because they went too far." "So you do agree with them?" "No, I understand them." "You understand bombing the Corporate Congress and killing people?" "No, I understand wanting to return to democracy again versus a corporate dictatorship." "Come on, governments lost their relevance after they went belly up." "So what," "So we'd be dead, or in the street, if it wasn't for the corporate bailout?" "And you wouldn't have that ivory tower to teach out of." "We've given up representation, free speech, assembly." "Seems like you're still free to speak your mind." "Alerts on corporate.." "...and CPS webs as well." "Something's up." "A call to arms on the eve of the executions." "They're just trying to intimidate us." "Won't work." "After tomorrow tonight, they'll just be dead." "And we'll move on with our lives." "Mom?" "Are the bad guys attacking us again?" "No." "The bad guys are in prison." "And pretty soon they will never be able to hurt anyone again." "Do you have to go?" "Yeah, it's my job." "For me?" "For tomorrow, in case you need back up." "Thank you." "First execution in 40 years." "You should be proud you got the assignment." "Thanks." "...check in your sector." "Please confirm I.D." "Hang on." "Looks like you're up." "Won't take long." "You're a suspect in a crime." "Maintain your position." "CPS Eight Eleven." "Suspect recog." "Uploading." "That's a match." "Tyler Killen." "Property damage." "Book and process." "You're tagged, Mr. Killen." "Report to a CPS station for booking, or face the pain." "And bring your little friend here with you." "You too." "You better clean up your acts, or you'll be permanent visitors at this place." "Take my advice..." "You want to leave this world with your dignity and your emotions intact." "That's what your followers would want, and more importantly that's what I want." "Do we understand each other?" "We just received credible information that Liberate's plan is to attack the execution chamber itself." "Back up Prison Security." "Stay alert." "Change of plan Kiera, you're with Elena and the Chamber." "Rest of you with me." "What do you think Greg?" "Circus or justice?" "You don't believe every one in the world needs to see this." "I would have preferred something a little less public." "But the surviving members of the board insisted." "The board is right." "We need to take an eye for an eye." "Execute them as a deterrent." "Curtis Chen." "Jasmine Garza." "Lucas Ingram." "Stephan Jawarski." "Edward Tagami." "Matthew Kellogg." "Travis Burka." "Sonia Ballentine." "Kiera..." "You have been convicted of crimes against the Union and sentenced to death." "All appeals have been exhausted." "There will be no cogitation." "Prisoners, take your positions on the table." "What the hell?" "He's got something!" "Kiera!" "CONTINUUM S01 Ep01" " A Stitch in Time" "CPS, this is Cameron." "CPS?" "Anyone?" "What the hell..." "Where am I?" "Come on, man, let's go!" "CPS!" "Maintain your position!" "Ingram!" "Central." "This is Cameron." "I need back up!" "Who is this?" "CPS Officer Cameron." "Respond one." "I'm separated from my team." "I need back up." "Some weird shit is going down." "CP...?" "Look." "This is an experimental, encrypted frequency." "How did you find this channel?" "What?" "Is this the same MIT hacker who is creeping my fire-wall?" "If it is, I am so going to bust you!" "This is a security net you idiot." "You're in violation." "Nice try." "I don't care who you are or what you think, but I need back-up at this location." "Now!" "Location?" "Holy shit, it works." "But it shouldn't..." "This is impossible." "UGH!" "Start talking." "Not to you." "You shot me up with Torox?" "Bitch." "What happened back there, Lucas?" "Where are we?" "What did you guys do?" "Time jump." "The vortex." "You were there..." "Now you're here." "Where?" "Where is here?" "Same place we started." "Place, not time." "Space, not time." "Get it?" "Where is the prison?" "Not where is the prison." "Where the prison will be." "Should have been six years looks like 60." "Would have been a sweet escape." "How do we get back?" "How do I get home?" "You are home." "What happens now?" "We become ghosts." "We blend in and you're no one is going to find us." "Watch me." "Here ya go!" "RISE UP BROTHERS!" "JOIN THE FIGHT!" "Drop the weapon!" "Drop it!" "Hands on your head!" "You alone?" "Nope." "I'm with her." "Nice try." "I can't lie..." "I'm on a drug." "You don't say?" "A truth serum." "I've never been in an automobile." "Then this is your lucky day." "One down, seven to go." "Hello?" "I heard that." "I know you're still there." "I was listening..." "One down, seven to go..." "I heard everything..." "My question is, how?" "I haven't put the tech your talking on into circulation yet, so how the hell do you have it?" "Isn't somebody going to explain to me what just happened?" "Well, Lucas is the only one who can tell us but he's not here." "What about Kagami?" "He didn't make it through." "We'll be okay without him." "Knock yourselves out!" "How can this be happening?" "Mister Buddy back there was talking about time jumping." "Time traveler..." "Hello?" "If I'm in the past, how are you in my head?" "How are you on my computer?" "Who is this?" "My name's Alec." "Alec." "What year is this?" "2012." "NO!" "I have a son." "He has to see his dentist tomorrow." "We were going to go to Lemurs' concert this weekend." "It's my anniversary next month." "It is not 2012." "What year are you from?" "2077." "You are not from 2077!" "Why would I lie about it?" "If that's true, then you are screwed." "A bone handle!" "Our division commander had one of these." "Never liked that guy." "Nice shot." "I missed." "Where the hell am I?" "You're at the corner of Pender and Beatty." "How do you know that?" "Look, I don't know what's going on either, but there's no way you and I should even be talking to each other." "We're communicating on a next-gen, Liquid Chip, experimental frequency that is encrypted from my end..." "Liquid Chip?" "That's proprietary." "You created this technology?" "Yes." "You're Alec Sadler." "You know me?" "None of this makes any sense." "Let's figure this out." "Meet me." "No." "You are going to need money." "You are going to need a place to stay, right?" "That's first thing you've said that does make sense." "Good then what I want you to..." "Hello?" "Am I the only one who's going to point out the obvious here?" "Travis." "Even if we manage to make an impact in this time, there will be enough years between now and the revolution to turn it around." "The revolution is on our schedule now, Kellogg." "The war begins now." "Now..." "About me." "Hello?" "Get out of my head, Alec." "You can't shut me out." "I built the system we're talking on, remember?" "But I understand..." "You think by telling me about myself, you might create a paradox whereby because of my knowing, it doesn't happen?" "What you may not know is that there are two schools of quantum time travel theory." "On the one hand, you have already changed the future by going back in time." "The damage is done and you can't stop what has already started." "What's the other?" "That this journey is part of your own time-line from the future." "That is to say, all of these events actually happened before, and you're simply going through the motions, again." "Does that mean I'm going to get back to my time?" "If that's what happens... or happened." "It's a little confusing, even for me." "Or maybe you're just some hacker thief who stole my research, and this is some elaborate ruse." "You're so pretty." "Not cool." "Turn it off, Alec." "Is it off?" "Yeah, it's off." "Whoa, whoa..." "Something just happened." "I'm getting a lot of interference." "Relax." "It's probably my CMR." "CMR?" "Cellular Memory Review." "I am outfitted with a CMR bio-upgrade." "A memory pack is implanted in my skull and records telemetry, video and audio from my cortex for use in chain of evidence and trials." "No one needs to testify." "All is recorded." "Everything is all on playback?" "Normally, I download at the end of the day into a CPS server at the end of the day." "Very funny mister!" "You can have him back when you're done." "Soy-moo, again?" "Kiera..." "See you after work, sweetheart." "I'll meet you on the train." "Kiera." "Bye dad." "How old is your son, Kiera?" "That's enough for tonight." "Shit." "Back up." "God damn." "...they catch an employee and they call him a 'rogue trader' and throw him in jail." "My son is right, but when the bank CEO does it, they bail him out with our money." "How is that justice?" "Sorry." "Alec, did you sleep in the barn again last night?" "Yeah, sorry." "Big project." "No need to be sorry." "This is my stepson, Alec." "Why don't you join us?" "Maybe some other time." "Nice to meet you... all of you." "Okay." "Long night." "Going to grab a shower." "All right." "He's not ready..." "Not yet." "Good evening," "Police in Portland are trying to locate the shooter in a gang slaying that took the lives of three men in a brazen evening attack last night." "I have to say we're absolutely not surprised to find him here..." "Described automatic gun fire from a block FTB..." "Police have not released the IDs of the victims..." "You believe this?" "What have you got?" "All signs point to an explosion." "But there are no bomb fragments, no evidence of combustible material, no residue at all." "How is that even possible?" "Good question." "Do you recognize her?" "Not one of mine." "Just give me a sec," "Excuse me." "Can I help you?" "No thank you." "I don't think you understand." "This is a crime scene." "I'm going to have to ask you to leave." "You're law enforcement?" "Detective Carlos Fonnegra." "Special Investigations Unit." "You picked up a suspect last night?" "Male. 30's." "Red jumpsuit." "Probably intoxicated." "We did." "Are you suggesting he had something to do with this explosion?" "Yes." "Did you pick up any other suspects last night?" "Just the one you described." "You saying he's part of a gang?" "A very dangerous one." "There are six others that are headed somewhere this way." "I'm assuming at least one of them is injured." "You seem to know quite a bit about this incident." "Which agency are you with?" "I'm..." "I should get going." "Anything you can add to help lighten my workload would be greatly appreciated, trust me." "I'm sorry, I don't want to get in trouble..." "This isn't exactly my jurisdiction." "Look, this character we brought in last night, he's got no ID, he's not telling us his name." "Doesn't show up in any print or DNA databases." "A little help would be nice." "His name is Lucas Ingram and you won't find him in any database." "What else you got?" "I've said too much already." "I think both of us know you're a cop." "Why are you pretending not to be?" "Aren't we supposed to be on the same side!" "Helping each other out." "Linda Williams, Detective" "Portland PD, Number 1272." "Portland?" "You showing up without approval could be quite the political hot potato." "Don't sweat it." "Nice to meet you Detective Williams." "How about I get you in a room with Lucas Ingram?" "After that you can decide whether or not you want to help me." "Thanks." "Carlos." "Well you seem to have adjusted quickly." "Where are the others?" "Probably doing things they shouldn't be." "Answer the question, Ingram." "Please, the adults are talking right now." "Detective, could you give us a minute?" "I think it might help." "Who fixed you up in the prison?" "What are you talking about?" "The device was smuggled in." "You had someone on the inside." "What difference does it make?" "You can't go back and file a report." "How do you get back to 2077?" "You can't undo what's been done." "We're here." "We can't get back." "You don't know that." "Actually, before I joined the movement" "I was a SadTech engineer, so yes, I do know." "And let me be clear." "This has always been a one-way ticket," "Look, with the knowledge you have, why not just make some quick money on the stock market or sports, buy an island and hide out when the shit hits the fan?" "Stay out of our way and we'll leave you alone." "Do you know who I am?" "You're a Protector." "Yeah, a Protector." "A nobody cop." "You, you're somebody." "I bet if I had the right person and proper means to look," "I could find out quite a bit about you" "Is the right person me?" "I'm talking to you!" "What?" "!" "It is me!" "Okay, sweet, what are we looking for?" "You were born Lucas Talbert." "Talbert, got it!" "You took your mother's name, Ingram, after your father went to prison." "She was, correction, she will be born in Victoria a few years from now, to Kent and Mary-Lee Ingram." "Mary-Lee Ingram, found her!" "66 Beaconsfield Road." "66 Beaconsfield Road." "It's on a cul-de-sac." "Last house on the right." "The price of being a famous terrorist." "You wouldn't." "Right before I buy that island." "Wait!" "I'll tell you what I know!" "What did you say to him?" "We talked about his future." "My boss wants a word." "This Ingram character is linked to gang activity in Portland?" "I just spent the better part of a decade crushing the local gangs, and I'll be damned if some Oregon startups are going to make camp in my backyard, you understand me, Detective?" "Yes, sir." "Then enlighten me." "My hunch is they are moving their territory North." "They're part of a larger gang." "West Coast based." "Started in Portland." "They will expand rapidly by taking over other gang chapters and affiliates." "You guys call in the Marines?" "Stay back, folks." "You can expect well-coordinated and violent criminal activity." "A ruthless disregard for the law and some unorthodox tactics." "So you're an expert?" "Gang task force or something like that?" "Something like that." "Who's your direct supervisor?" "Your Lieutenant?" "My direct supervisor?" "Who do you report to?" "I want to know who to thank for setting up a Portland based operation in my precinct without my authorization." "Still waiting, Detective." "Yeah..." "Put him through..." "Walt.." "Woah, woah, woah, slow down.." "...Son of a bitch..." "I have two officers down." "Their cruiser was stripped of weapons and ammunition." "Whatever you're talking about..." "It already started." "They're following a tactical protocol." "Shelter, weapons, credits." "Currency." "Money." "That's their plan?" "We've got a half a dozen bank alarms triggered all over the city." "Is this in their play-book?" "It's a diversion." "What?" "There's only one bank being robbed." "How do you know?" "Focus on the last alarm tripped." "Why that one?" "Because they wouldn't move until they had cover." "Go." "Cavalry's on the way." "Stay back." "Carlos, I need a weapon!" "No, what I need you to do, is to stay back and keep out of my way." "Listen to me, with guys like these I need a weapon!" "Not a chance!" "So I guess a gun is still out of the question?" "!" "You gotta be kidding me!" "Go for the head!" "Fry, bitch." "Jawarski's down!" "Jawarski!" "She's running!" "I got her, I got her!" "Kiera, are you okay?" "Alec, listen, no matter what happens to me, you have to tell people these guys are going to start a war!" "No one is going to believe me." "There are things behind the vent cover in my hotel room." "Things that should convince anyone you're telling the truth." "Promise me, Alec." "I will." "I promise." "Okay, here we go." "You ain't going anywhere." " Are you hit?" " Let me go." "Not a chance." "We have you cornered!" "Friendly's!" "Are there any more of these guys outside?" "Just these three." "We have to get back to the station." "Jesus Christ." "I need a medic." "Inspector!" "I have six dead here, two in the alley." "Lucas Ingram?" "They shot their way in here and broke him out of holding." "He's gone." "Look, I need every cop I can get my hands on right now." "You talk to your command." "Given your expertise when it comes to this gang," "I'm not letting you go." " I'll handle it." " Then handle it!" "This means war." "You pulled some pretty crazy shit back there." "I should thank you for saving my ass." "Yes, you should..." "What I can't figure is whether you just like playing hero, or if you're actually a little bit crazy." "I know what this group is capable of." "I lost friends too." "Thanks for everything today." "They didn't have to murder those officers like that." "They're soldiers, starting a war that they already lost once." "That's why they were in prison, 'cause they lost a war?" "They tried to assassinate the heads of the world's largest corporations." "Killed tens of thousands of innocents as collateral damage." "That's what they'll do now." "Pick up where they left off?" "Not if I can help it." "You never told me what happens." "To me." "No, I didn't." "I'm not sure I should." "I knew it." "It's something bad, isn't it?" "Alec, I..." "Forget it." "You're right." "People shouldn't know too much about where they're headed." "Dad!" "There's my boy!" "Come here." "You're probably very busy, we should go." "Nonsense." "Introduce me?" "Sam, this is my boss." "That's your building." "Yes, and it's a pleasure to meet you young man." "Finally." "And this is my wife, Kiera." "Kiera." "It's long overdue..." "I'm Alec Sadler."