"♪♪ [ Dixieland jazz]" "TIME TRAVELERS" "[ March]" "[Siren Wailing]" "We drove in right behind you, got a look at her when you were unloading." "What happened?" "She just fainted." "That's all." "But when the parade ambulance came by, I thought I ought to bring her here." "Excuse me, Doctor." "My orders were to bring you directly to Doctor Stafford's office." "All right, Sergeant." "You brought me here." "I know where to find him." "The youngsters get so excited marching in a Mardi Gras." "And of course they never eat properly so far away from home." "What you think it is, the flu?" "Wait a minute." "You said something." ""So far away from home." She's from New Orleans, isn't she?" "Well, I am, but Betty here is from Oregon." "Our service club has an honor band." "Two music honors students from each state of the union." "From each state?" "Why?" "What's wrong?" "I'm Dr. Clinton Earnshaw from the university." "I want you to run a blood test on her immediately." "Don't be scared, Betty." "They're gonna take good care of you here." "I want you to put her in the X. B. room." "I want him in there too." "And don't forget, fumigate her clothes." "Thank you." "Is it?" "Looks like you have another one, Dr. Stafford." "That's 14 here at Bayou and six more at St. Mary's." "How many are still alive?" "The last report I gave the governor... said there was only a 40% mortality rate." ""Only 40%."" "I suppose you don't know how many are still being diagnosed... as scarlet fever, or snakebite or sunstroke?" "No way." "Let me tell you something, Doctor. lf I were public health director of this state" "If you were public health director of this state, I know, you'd quarantine the city... and lock up a halfa million visitors from all over the world." "Well, you can't let them scatter." "Not until we've found some way to isolate that virus, if it is a virus." "Not until we've found some way to stop it." "Sure, sure." "With a quick and easy cure for a deadly disease that's so obscure... it isn't even in the textbooks anymore." "And all you specialists have been able to do is to give it a new name, "X. B."" "What do you suggest we name it, panic, hysteria?" "Oh, I'm sorry, Clint." "I am too." "Only, why did you have to send a police sergeant to drag me all the way over here... just when I have every lab at the university working." "Clint, Washington called." "They've sent us some high-powered help, so they claim." "Thank God." "Who did they send?" "A fella named Adams." "[Snoring]" "Are you there?" "Handy little trick, instant sleep." "Particularly when you haven't had it in the last couple of days." "This is Dr. Clinton Earnshaw, the pathologist... who first recognized the symptoms of our epidemic." "Oh, yes." "I know all about Dr. Earnshaw." "Graduated from medical school at 23" "I think we can skip that." "Hello, Dr. Adams." "[Chuckles]" "I'm no doctor." "You can just call me jeff." "I've barely got an M. A." "This may come as a surprise to you, Mr. Adams... but we told H. E. W. our biggest need was for bacteriologists and virologists." "Yeah, well, uh..." "I had an athletic scholarship once to this little cow college, if you can fathom that." "But, uh, never mind that." "We haven?" "got much time." "Let's go." "I'm not going anywhere, Mr. Adams." "He just wants your attention for a few hours, Clint." "I can't even spare minutes, Doctor." "With all due respect, I doubt very much... if there's any way at all that Mr. Adams can help us." "Your problem is X. B., right?" "Symptoms similar to "cardinalia, "woods fever, "scarabus toxicana, "" "All thought to be as extinct as the passenger pigeon." "But now the disease is back again." "So unless you've found a cure in the last couple of hours" "Well, have you?" "No, we haven't." "Hmm." "Well, then, let's do it together maybe, huh?" "Come on." "There's a jet waiting at the airport." "It's a White House jet, Doctor." "Please don't argue." "All right, now that we're alone, maybe you'll explain all this." "Adams?" " [Snoring]" "That is a handy little trick." "[Continues Snoring]" "We'll be landing soon." "Two more hours." "That instant sleep stuff really works." "I learned it during astronaut training." "What happened, you flunk out?" "When I discovered I was too young for the moon program, and too old for Mars..." "I applied for something a little more exciting, that's all." "Like what?" "Well, it's, uh... a science foundation thing." "Pretty specialized." "Now we only have this one little research center." "You'll see." "What does all this have to do with my problem?" "With a blossoming epidemic that may soon threaten this whole country?" "Did you ever hear of a G. P. named Henderson..." "Dr. joshua P. Henderson?" "From Illinois." "He's one of the few doctors who ever accurately described these same symptoms of X. B." "And he's the one who called it woods fever, right?" "He lived over a hundred years ago, Mr. Adams." "They blamed the dense forest for a lot of things they had in those days." "I know." "But he described the symptoms of 27 cases." "And he also managed to keep all but two of those cases alive, right?" "That's what other doctors claimed, yes." "Unfortunately, all of Dr. Henderson's records... were burned up in the Chicago fire in 1871 , so" "Wouldn't it help you to know what was in those records?" "To know how Dr. Henderson cured those cases of X. B. ?" "Of course it would." "For your information, medical historians... have been digging into that puzzle for years without any luck at all." "So unless somehow, miraculously... you have discovered Dr. Henderson's diaries in the last couple of hours" "Well, have you?" "I'm afraid the only personal effect of Henderson's that was ever found... was... this gold watch." "It was given to him by his wife in 1854." "The Chicago Museum loaned it to me." "It has a rather beautiful inscription on the back." ""To my beloved, my most beloved husband."" "Adams, I'm really not interested in the mementos of a man who's been dead over a hundred years." "Of course." "But wouldn't you like to talk to Dr. Henderson?" "Ask him a few medical questions, perhaps?" "[ Doorbell Rings ]" "Hi, come on in." "We're just about ready for you." "Dr. Earnshaw, Dr. Sanders." "Helen." "Nice to meet you." "How do you do?" "He likes degrees." "She's got five." "Caltech, Oxford" "Cut it out jeff." "Would you like some coffee, uh, Clint, is it?" "No, thank you." "I had some on the plane." "Good." "We're on a tight schedule anyway." "I was gonna put a Thermos in here, but" "That is a thing of beauty." "The boys certainly have worked fast." "What is that?" "Why, it's a medical bag." "Look, everything's Victorian." "The 1870s, exactly as it should be." "Only, uh... see in here?" "It's transistorized." "It has enough power to run for five hours." "A miniaturized centrifuge?" "And we thought you might want to do a blood analysis... so we put a special microscope in there too." "Only, for heaven's sakes, don't let anyone back in Chicago get a look at these." "Back in..." "Wait a minute." "What's going on here?" "When you made that crazy crack about talking to man who's been dead for over a hundred years..." "I thought you meant in a séance or some other nutty spiritualist thing." "He didn't tell you that we do time research here... that you're going to travel back in time to 1871?" "I'm what?" "[Sighs] Oh, jeff, really." "I'm sorry, but I was afraid you might just jump out the plane." "I mean, I know if I were in your shoes, and somebody I never heard or'... said we're gonna go back a hundred years " "I think it's time he meets the boss." "Dr. Earnshaw, Dr. Cummings." "I guess you have heard of Dr. Amos Cummings." "I was under the impression that you'd moved to Africa, Doctor." "No, no, no." "I just moved out of NASA." "Ran away from my chair in physics." "Oh, what a relief." "That's a strange reaction from a Nobel Prize winner." "Not at all." "I just got rid of specialization... that's all." "Now I can start at the beginning... examine the whole tree of knowledge." "Dr. Cummings. [Chuckles]" "Are you actually claiming that you can transport me back?" "Well, I'll be with you." "I'm going too." "Snoring all the way, I suppose." "Now, look..." "I'll go along with any experiment if it makes any sense." "But this is absolutely ridiculous." "I, uh, think I heard him say "yes", didn't you?" "Yes, I did." "Dr. Earnshaw, my computers are on a very tight schedule." "[Adams ] These are the memory banks." "The main part of the city back in those days was down here on the South Side." "Everything quite close to Lake Michigan." "There might be great value in going back in time, I suppose... if we could correct our mistakes." "No." "That's the one thing you can't do." "You can't change history." "Dr. Henderson lived up here on the North Side... a nice, quiet rural area back then." "That's where we'll be arriving, the first thing we'll see." "Just tell me one thing." "Has anybody ever done this before?" "Have they?" "Of course." "Four of us have gone back already, a lot farther than Chicago." "There's nothing to it." "Jeff, I, uh, think it's time we tell him the whole story." "Only three of those men came back alive." "What happened to the fourth?" "He came back 20 minutes late." "He was decomposed... with an arrowhead embedded in his back." "30.000 years old." "Don't ask me how or why... because I don't even know yet." "So we're really just guinea pigs." "No." "We're all just human beings." "And all we have to face the future with... is the experience of our past." "Unfortunately, there are only remnants left... of our history, our knowledge." "Wouldn't you like to find some of that lost knowledge?" "We go through here." "Hey, fellas." "Safe journey." "Four days." "We'll have four days there." "That should be plenty of time." "From October 4- - lf we lose four days, that epidemic" "We could be in the past a whole month and it wouldn't take away any time from the present." "How could it?" " [Cummings On P. A.] Gentlemen... we are 1 O seconds from the start of countdown." "We're ready, sir." "Dr. Earnshaw?" "Yes, I'm still here." "He'll be fine, sir." "Let's go." "[ Whirring ]" "[ Beeping ]" "[ Beeping ]" "So is this it?" "A nice, quiet rural area on the North Side?" "Where are we, downtown what?" "New York, Cleveland?" "It can't be Chicago." "It's too hot for this time of year." "They had a heat wave in October of 1871." "No, this is Chicago, all right." ""CB  Q."" ""Chicago, Burlington and Quincy"." "And that sign. "Great Lakes Dry Goods." That means Lake Michigan." "So the computers made a little mistake." "A couple of miles' error in latitude and longitude, that's all." "Sure, Randolph Street." "State Street maybe." "We'll have to leave from the exact same spot where we arrived... back there at the railroad station." "Did you hear me, Clint?" "What?" "We'll have to leave back there from the railroad station." "We'll get a room at the Palmer House." "We've only got four days to get all the information we want." "Well, that should be plenty of time once we find Dr. Henderson." "Well, just remember, you're Dr. Clinton Earnshaw of Washington D. C." "If you tip your real identity" "They'll put us in a padded cell." "Leff, I don?" "believe it." "We're really here." "I don't believe it." " [Chuckles]" "Maybe now you'll understand why I quit the astronauts." "I fell in love with history." "It's where the people are." "Jeff, look at this." "The latest dispatch from Stanley." "He's in Africa on his way to look for Livingston." "What's the matter?" "Is this date a misprint?" "No, no." "That's today's paper, just out." "Today is Saturday, October 7th?" "Well, sure, mister." "Jeff, what's the matter?" "Those computers, I should've guessed... when they dumped us in the wrong place." "We should've been here October 4, remember?" "What difference does that make?" "We still have four days to find Dr. Henderson." "No, you're wrong, Clint." "In less than 29 hours, this whole city is gonna be in flames." "He wants an ice?" "There's chicken in there." "I don't want it to spoil before he gets a chance to eat." "And I know he won't eat unless you get, uh, reminding him." "I just don't know if there's any ice left in the whole hospital today." "Oh, hold on, gentlemen." "You mustn't go in there." "I'!" "be over in a moment." "Dear, there's always ice on the second floor of medicine storage." "Well, go on." "See what they want." "Jane, we're waiting." "Poor girl." "They leave her all alone on a Saturday afternoon." "No training, practically brand-new from the old country." "Go back there, because it's restricted." "It's very contagious." "Jane, I thought you said you only wanted to stop by and leave the food." "Shh." "That man said "Henderson", didn't he?" "Excuse me." "Lakeside Hospital, Dr. Joshua P. Henderson." "Excuse me." "I'm his niece Jane Henderson." "You're a doctor too, aren't you?" "Yes, I am." "How did you guess?" "Oh, I don't know." "Your bag." "Oh. [Chuckles]" "[Adams ] Well, is he here?" "It's urgent." "The surgeon general sent us all the way from Washington D. C.just to see him." "This is Dr. Earnshaw." "My name is Adams." "How do you do?" "General." "Oh, yes, gentlemen." "This way, sirs." "I'll see if I can find him." "No." "You really shouldn't, dear." "Uncle josh is with his fever patients." "That's where he's been for the past 24 hours." "Fever patients?" "Woods fever, it'; cal/ed." "There's been a small outbreak here." "But many of the doctors referred their cases to my uncle." "They all claim that it's the terrible heat and walked away... but of course it's because they really just don't know what to do about it." "If you could just tell us where he is." "We're in a hurry." "And so are we, jane." "Oh, I'm sorry, Clarence." "I'm terribly sorry, but I knew I shouldn't have left my uncle all alone today." "Please tell the others... forgive me." "I'm a nurse, gentlemen." "Come along, and I'll show you the way myself." "[Spits]" "I told you to swallow that stuff." "Liquor." "There's liquor in there." "Red liquor, the blood of the devil." "That was a pill in there." "Leave me, temptation." "For the Lord sayeth unto me" "He wouldn't waste his breath." "Now open." "Now whistle your hornpipe, sailor." "[Gagging]" "[Chuckles] There now." "That didn't hurt a bit, did it?" "May the Lord forgive you." "His name's Sharkey, Doc." "Told me he went to one of them camp meetings the other night." ""Joined in grace", he said." "Don't try to talk, son." "I heard the worn'." "I seen the light Hallelujah." "Sir, it helps me to talk, Doc." "Keeps me from thinking about things, like my wife and kid back in Texas." "I used to be a sinner like all the rest of you." "And then I learned the evils of women... and whiskey and chewing' tobacco." "Sharkey, you'll be a corpse if you don't quit yowling'." "Yeah, shut up, you old bum." "Shame on you, all of you!" "Stop it!" "What in the hell are you doing back here?" "Never mind, ma'am." "For he that useth profanity... shall burn in the flame eternal!" "Oh, shut up." "I know you don't want water." "These gentlemen would like to see you, Doctor." "All right, all right." "Soon as I get rid of this last pill here." "They're from Washington." "The surgeon general sent them." "Oh. [Chuckles]" "Well, I won't hold that against you, gentlemen." "How is the old busybody?" "Fine, sir." "He sends you his best wishes." "Uncle josh, this is Mr. jeffrey Adams." "How do you do?" "Pleasure, Doctor." "And this is Dr. Clinton Earnshaw." "How do you do, Doctor?" "How do you do?" "Oh, one of those new... disinfectant nuts to boot maybe, huh?" "Your niece did say this was an emergency contagious ward, Doctor." "That's right, all woods fever in here." "All but me, I'm immune." "Do you know why, Doctor?" "How you got your immunity, that's one of the things we came here to find out." "I don't claim to know." "That sailor over there would probably say... it has something to do with my relationship with the devil maybe." "And, uh, that reminds me." "Couldn't they have found their way up here by themselves?" "I told that young man of yours to keep you out of this hospital during this blasted heat wave." "Make you go out and have some fun for a change." "Oh, you did?" "And all just because Clarence told you... that he may run for alderman, I suppose." "My uncle, you see, has visions of marrying me to someone respectable... like a lawyer or a politician." "And of course, it is quite improper for a single lady to be nursing in a hospital... where she might meet other sorts of men, even doctors." " [ Scoffs ] -[Man] Doc, Doc." "I'm coming, Mr. Younger." "You'll have to excuse my niece, gentlemen." "She's inclined... to have a little bit of a big mouth sometimes." "It runs in the family." "I kind of like it, Doctor." "Oh?" "Oh?" "Doctor, we don't have much time." "We can only stay here one day." "Yes, Doctor... what medications do you use to effect your cures?" "What was that pill you just gave that man?" "[Chuckling]" "A little bit of quinine and calomel." "Puts a little buzzing in their ears, makes 'em rest somewhat easier maybe." "That wouldn't do anything." "Doctor, you sound like a chef who doesn't want to give away his favorite recipe." "Why?" "Please, help us, Doctor." "It's vital." "All right, sure, sure." "Sure, I'll help you." "Bed rest and sleep, that never hurt anybody." "Quinine, calomel washed down with a little elderbeny wine... now there's three old favorites to keep folks from realizing how sick they really are." "With maybe a little liver remedy, snake oil thrown in for good measure." "What the hell, do you think I'm hiding something?" "Gentlemen, I'll show you anything... help anyway I can." "I just wish to God I could do more." "You see, I" "I just plain don't know... why my patients live." "There you are." "I don't know, but maybe this will help." "It's all he wants." "Well, first he makes blackberry syrup... like they used to for cholera and summer complaint." "And then he soaks the currants, adds citron, angelica" "Wait a minute." "I missed something." "Does he make a poultice of this?" "No, this, the cake." "I just said that he makes the recipe up himself." "I'm sorry, I" ""A good doctor", he says, "should also be able to paint a picture or shoe a horse."" "I guess I don't qualify then." "I'm not very good with horses." "[ Rooster Crows]" "Or chickens either, as a matter of fact." "[Chuckles]" "Where do you come from?" "Besides hospitals." "I think we should get back downstairs." "Clinton, tell me." "What do you do besides medicine?" "I mean, do you climb mountains, go sailing, fishing?" "Exploring in the wilderness?" "None of that." "I guess there are quite a few things I've just never taken the time for." "How about you?" "What do you mean?" "Like Clarence that your uncle wants you to marry." "What?" "No." "That's just because when I was a little girl..." "I had such silly dreams about a young surgeon who went off and joined the army." "What I mean is Uncle josh is just absolutely scared to death that" "Well, that I'll marry a doctor someday." "Well, I'm all ready." "Let's go." "[ Bell Telling]" "Wait a minute." "What's that?" "Oh, it's matins." "Time for early church services." "God, we've taken a whole half hour." "Taken?" "I thought I'd just been given a whole half hour." "[ Tolling Continues]" "Good, good." "Well, you're looking a lot less feverish this morning." "How do you feel?" "Well, you're gonna be all right." "Gonna be all right." "All right, young man." "I'll take over here." "You go get some rest." "I'm all right, Doctor." "Yeah?" "Yep, that's what I told the surgeon general." "The surgeon general?" "Yeah, I just sent the old busybody a telegram... saying thanks for sending you and your friend here." "You've been a big help, son." "I'd wish you could stay around Chicago a little while longer." "Well, I'm afraid we can't, Doctor." "Well." "All right, scoot, scoot." "Get some rest." "I did want to put another cold pack on the johnson girl, Doctor." "I'll do that." "By the way, uh... have you checked with your niece down in the men's ward?" "It seems that she's having a little problem with that noisy sailor." "He wants to get out and go to a camp meeting someplace." " [ Scoffs]" "Blasted nuisance." "I'll go down there and kick him out." "He's almost cured anyway." "Well?" "So far, he hasn't missed on one diagnosis." "Everyone I've checked has X. B., all right." "You mean that's all you've learned?" "How many times do I have to say it?" "Today is Sunday." "Between 8:30 and 9:00, that fire's gonna start." "That's tonight." "Tell me something." "How many cures for woods fever have you come up with... in the last couple of hours going through Henderson's records?" "I've found nothing in his records." "Right." "So far, I've checked 20 blood samples... from a patient already dead to the newest, a little girl." "Do you know how to take blood samples?" "Part of my training." "What I don't have is a sample from somebody who's already been cured." "The comparison." "That's how I'!" "find our answer." "That sailor Sharkey walked out of here a couple of minutes ago." "He was completely recovered." "Give me the syringes." "Where was the sailor headed?" "He was going to another camp meeting." "I overheard somebody saying in a part of town called "The Patch."" "I know where that is." "I.' [ Piano]" "[Barking]" "[No Audible Dialogue]" "[No Audible Dialogue]" "[No Audible Dialogue]" "Well, well, Mr. Sharkey, I believe." "What a pleasure to find you, sir." "Perhaps you saw me at the hospital, remember?" "My name is" "Never mind, mate." "I'm in a hurry." "I'm on my way to glory." "Well, then, so am I." "Don't mind if I walk along with you, do you?" "l do." "The road to salvation should be traveled alone, sir." "Oh, amen to that, sir." "Will it stop now and then for a drink maybe?" "Like back there at a place called Barney's?" "I only had water in that vile place." "What are you doing, man, following me?" "Sharkey, I need your help." "No, no, let me go." "Let me go." "I'm late for - for hymn singing." "Now, listen to me." "I have a proposition for you." "No!" "Sharkey" "Does money mean anything to you?" "Now, that is a pretty sight." "What is it you'd be wantin' me to do?" "I could always use a little bit more gold for the collection plate." "Now, I'm a doctor, you understand." "So you've nothing to worry about." "And you've been miraculously cured of a very dangerous disease." "So now, I'm gonna give you a chance to help save a thousand- maybe even a million souls." "What's that thing?" "You're the only one who can do it, Sharkey." "I'll pay you anything you like." "Sharkey, I'm sure some doctor must have bled you at some time... for the pox, or some other disorder?" "Now, this is simply a new form of" "Sharkey!" "[ Dogs Barking]" "Need some help?" "Oh, uh, yes." "Yes, Officer, I was just, uh" "This man seems to be in some sort of trouble." "Can't you get him to his feet?" "Or did you put him there?" "Of course not." "I suppose we better ask him about that." "Seems out cold." "Gimme a hand, will ya?" "Yes, he did seem to be drunk." "What's that in your hand?" "[ Policeman Whistling]" "[ Whistling Continues]" "[ Whistling]" "Did you see him?" "The gent." "He turned in here." "What'd he do?" "He murdered a man." "There's a sailor back there, and he's dead." "[ Whistling Resumes ]" " [Whistling] - [ Grunts, Sighs]" "No." "No!" "I ca" " I can't." "No." "[ Muttering ]" "No, you can't." "No." "No." "No, f" "Clinton, wake up." " [ Muttering]" "It's all right." "Wake up." "What?" " [Chuckles] You must have been having a terrible dream." "You were sleeping so soundly." "Oh." "I was dreaming about this little girl." "She was burning up with fever, and I couldn't do anything about it." "Her name is Betty." "If you mean the little girl upstairs, her name's Nancy." "Nancy johnson." "I'm sure she'll be all right." "No." "She was in a parade." "She plays in the band." "She fell down." "She" "She what?" "Never mind." "The sun's going down." "Well, of course." "Now maybe finally it'll cool down a little." "I told you, I only wanted to take a nap, not sleep all afternoon." "But you spelled Uncle josh last night." "He said to let you sleep." "Don't you see?" "It's Sunday evening." "I'm sorry, Doctor." "But you were so exhausted, I saw no harm, and" "You certainly don't look very well right now." "Where's Mr. Adams?" "I-l don't know." "Don't you?" "He went on an errand for me." "It shouldn't have taken this long." "It couldn't have." "Well, I'm sure he's come to no harm." "[Sighs] He probably just went out for a bite to eat." "Well. [Sighs] I guess I'll get back to work." "Wait a minute." "Please forgive me." "I was very confused." "You've changed your clothes." "You look very, very pretty." "Uncle josh said that I should also take you out for a good meal." "And then we can get back to work." "No, I have to find jeff." "I'm gonna need your help." "Now, I know what direction he went in... and where he was going - let's go." "I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to bump you." "[Laughing] Are you sure you're wide awake yet?" "I'm all right." "How faraway is this Patch place?" "Oh, a good mile or more." "I'm sorry." "Maybe we better take a taxi." "A what?" "One of those buggy things." "[Sighs] Clinton, be careful!" "Can I find you a hansom cab, Miss Henderson?" "I'm all right." "It's just so hot here." "Yes, joe." "Please." "Who was that?" "Who were you talking to?" "Clinton?" "What's wrong with you?" "Clinton!" "Get help, Katherine!" "[Chuckling]" "What?" "I'll bet this is something those computers never counted on." "[Laughing]" "I've got it, jane. [Laughing]" "X. B. I've got woods fever." "[Shushing] It's all right." "[Blowing Nose]" " [ Fire Roaring] -[ Horses Neighing]" "[Gasps]" "Oleary. wake up!" "O' Leary!" "Mrs. Oleary, your barn's on fire!" "[Sirens Wailing, Bells Clanging]" "[ Horses Galloping]" "[Neighing]" "[ Man] "my "n, will ya?" "Here." "Lakeside Hospital." "Fast as possible." "Yes, sir." "Let's go." "Come on!" "Raise your head." "Open your mouth, Clinton." "Unclejosh." "Here." "Tastes better with a little wine, son." "Is he going to be all right?" "Don't worry, honey." "I'll pull him through for you." "For me?" "Well, I couldn't help noticin' the way you looked at him." "I think he does look a little like that... young surgeon got himself killed at Vicksburg back when you were 75." "Unclejosh, that has nothing to do- -l know, I know." "I know." "[ Door Opening]" "Sorry." "[ Door Closing]" "You're sorry!" "And whatever for?" "For mixing you up." "For mixing myself up." "Please just get well." "For me?" "[Softly] Please." "Don't go away for a while." "All right?" "Whoa, boy." "Whoa!" "All right, look." "No matter how long it takes, I want you to wait here." "Now, do you understand?" "Yeah." "I know I'm gonna need you soon." "Will do, guvnor." "Whoa!" "Whoa." "Whoa, baby." "Woods fever!" "I'm sorry, Mr. Adams, but we didn't know where you were- we didn't know what to do." " [ Muttering]" "It's all right, Clinton." "Right now, what he needs most is sleep." "So you better leave now." "No. l-l'm sure that what he'd want is a, uh- cortisone injection." "A what?" "Your uncle is upstairs at the moment, right?" "Go up and get him, please." "But he's busy with one of the women patients." "And he told me not to leave Dr. Earnshaw." "Hurry, nurse." "There's no time to waste." "It's perfectly obvious that Clint wasn't able... to tell Dr. Henderson about his lymphatic allergies." "His what?" "And if you're adding calomel and quinine... to the antibodies already in his system" " Well!" "Hurry up!" "Get out of here." "Go!" "Go, go, go!" "Quick!" "Clint!" "Clint!" "Wake up!" "What?" "What?" "I've got it!" "Got it?" "Got it?" "Got what?" "Wh-What" "The blood." "The answer you said you needed." "Sharkeys." "Where's your bag?" "Here." "Here we are." "For comparison." "You said it might be what you needed for the answer." "[Softly] Where is it?" "Here." "Set it up on this." " [Softly] Careful." "I couldn't get verymuch." "Chased him." "He fell." "He was killed." "I didn't mean to." "To kill him?" "Jeff, don't you remember, you said you can't change history?" "But the cop said Sharkey was dead." "[Sighs]" "Ifhe died... he died from woods fever before you took the blood sample." "I was wrong, j eff." "This doesn't mean a thing, except maybe that Henderson was wrong, too... and Sharkey wasn't cured at all." "[Sighs]" "All right." "So now what?" "So now, just leave me alone, all right?" "No, Clint!" "The Chicago Fire is already started!" "[effi we failed." "I can't save Betty, I can't save anybody." "So what do you want to do?" "Die before you've even been born?" "Come on, Clint." "Get up. [Grunts] I'm gonna get the rest of your clothes on." "In less than two hours, this hospital is gonna be on fire." "Okay" "What'd you say about a fire?" "It's all rightjust take it easy." "Where is this fire?" "[Sniffs] I been thinkin' I smelled smoke." "You better get back to bed." "Oh. my God!" "That's west of here, ain't it?" "From here, about southwest." "What are you doing?" "I want you to see this." "[ Man ] Where them holding' pens are." "And me, I got 500 white-faced Herefords just a-sittin' down there someplace." "My whole life." "Back in New Orleans, you've got a hundred, or a thousand... or maybe a million human beings!" "What can we possibly do in a matter of minutes?" "That's a question I never ask myself, Doctor." "If we get back to that railroad station, every record out of Henderson's office downstairs... is going with us!" "Here, have a pillowcase." "You grab the patients' records." "Maybe computers back home could find something we couldn't." "Jeff, this whole thing has gone wrong." "We're supposed to leave from the North Side, right?" "How do you know that station will even be there at the right time?" "I don't know." "I gotta go find my clothes." "[Uncapping Bottle]" "[ Scoffs ]" "Dr. Henderson?" "Nurse Henderson?" "Just a moment, Nancy." "Please?" "The fire." "Honey, the fire's a long way off." "There's nothing to be afraid of." "It's so bright." "Well, it's just because of the reflection from the sky." "Now, you be a good girl." "I'll be back." "Sir?" "Dr. Henderson?" "Uh, I thinkyou'll find him up in the women's contagious ward." "I was just up there." "What are you doing?" "Fire's gettin' worse." "Joe, you lookin' for me?" "It's all right." "He knows I'm here." "Sir, what is this?" "I come in, find this man rifling your whole desk." "Oh, no, no." "I told him he could look at anything he wanted to." "I certainly didn't think he'd take any of my papers." "Doctor, I-l can explain this." "It's really quite simple." "Doctor, you'd better look at this, right now." "It's the answer to that telegram you asked me to send out this morning... to the surgeon general." "Who?" "Who?" "Yes, who?" "That's a very good question." "Who the devil are you, sir?" "I don't understand." "If you'd just let me see that, sir." "I sent him a little thank you for sending such helpful assistants... and here he says he's never even heard... of anyone named Earnshaw or Adams." "There you are, stealin' all my patients' records." "Takin' every paper I own." "Doctor, please." "I asked you a question." "Who are you?" "Sir, if I were to answer that" "If you were to answer it?" "[Scoffs]" "Joe, d" " T-Take that stuff away from him." "Mister, maybe I don't care who you are." "After the dumb way I've trusted you and your friend." "[ Explosion] - [Joe] My God!" "What was that?" "The first use of dynamite, I believe." "Fire Marshall Williams is trying to build a firebreak." "How do you know that?" "I know, Doctor, because..." "I know everything that's gonna happen tonight." "In the next few minutes, the Union Bank building will be dynamited... in an effort to stop the fire." "Doctor, I desperately need your records!" "I've got to have them!" "Chicago's burning!" "The whole city'll be on fire." "This hospital, too." "[Explosion]" "My God!" "The Union Bank, about 1 O blocks over." "Yeah." "Yeah, over that way. [Grunts]" "A few more seconds, another building, several blocks to the west, was dynamited." "Gas pipes are rupturing." "Gas pockets." "Buildings exploding into flame." "Since you seem to know so much... uh, but what about me?" "Am I maybe gonna catch on fire, too?" "I'm sorry, Doctor." "I don't know how it'll happen, but... sometime tonight, you're going to die." "[Laughing]" "That does itljust like any two-bit soothsayer." "First you scare the suckers, then" "Dr. Henderson" "Shut up!" "Joe, he's all yours." "Tie him up and put him in a padded cell." "[Explosion]" "Clint!" "Those explosions!" "The fire!" "Where's Clint?" "I just got back." "He's not here." "Where'd he go?" "I don't know." "I've got to know where he is." "I just said I don't know." "Both his clothes and his medical bag are gone." "Medical bag." "The lab!" "Yea" " The lab?" "It's this way." "What would he be doing in the lab?" "There you are." "You should be in bed." "What are you doing?" "Never mind thatjane, do you have any more of this wine?" "L-I don't know." "Uh, there were only a couple of bottles left in the hospital this afternoon." "I thought you checked the wine earlier." "I did." "But down at the bottom of this bottle are traces of- - [j0shua]jane?" "Yes, Unclejosh. -jane!" "You all right?" "Of course I'm all right." "Dr. Henderson, I need you." "Where does this wine come from?" "Now, why the devil should I tell you" "[Jeff] Please, sir!" "Please listen to him." "The wine." "Where does it come from?" "The wine, well, I make it myself." "From elderberries." "Do you bottle it yourself, Doctor?" "Mm-hmm." "I need more." "There were only a few traces here on the bottom... and a few more on the cork." "Traces?" "Traces of what?" "Take a look at this, Doctor." "[ Dr. Henderson] The light!" "Where does that light come from?" "It's a tiny battery." "Sodium." "An electric light bulb." "Here, I'll show you something else." "A centrifuge." "For the sedimentation of blood and other substances." "Louis Pasteur hasn't even imagined that yet." "Oh, yeah." "L-I met Pasteur." "Koch, too." "Doctor, never mind that." "Look in this thing and tell me what you see." "Turn these until the image is sharp to your eye." "[Clears Throat]" "I Clint] Huh?" "Well, I don't know." "I" "I have never seen anything like it before." "Never. [Chuckles]" "Waving fronds of... moving bits." "Fungus?" "Spores?" "Maybe a new antibacterial... which works on woods fever." ""Antibacterial?" ""Anti-infectant", uh... a product of fermentation, like penicillin, like" "[Chuckles] Doctor" " Doctor, I don't have enough there yet to analyze it." "I need at least one more bottle." "Where's the rest of it?" "Antiinfection, the product of fermentation?" "Unclejosh has more bottles at the house." "That's way over on the North Side." "The fire's between here and there." "Clinton, did that Texan take a bottle with him when he left?" "Yes, he did." "Well, he's headed for the cattle pens." "That's closer." "The sailor refused to drink the wine, and he's dead." "The Texan drank the wine, and he's alivejeff?" "Do you think we can find him?" "Wait here." " [Joe] Take him!" " [Jeff] Aw, come on" "Wait!" "Wait, wait, wait!" "Hold on." "Who are you?" "What do you want here, and... where are you 290m?" "Doctor, you wouldn't believe me if I told you." "We've gotta get that other bottle, and take it back with us." "Take it back where?" "Wha- Clinton?" " [Explosion]" "Jeff, we're running out of time." "[ People Screaming]" "Doctor, I told you I know everything that's gonna happen tonight." "The explosions, remember?" "Yes, you told me I was going to die." "Josh" "Your watch." "Your pocket watch." "Someday, it's gonna be found." "I'll pick it up, open it... and read the inscription on the inside." "Your wife must have given it to you on the last anniversary she could share with you." "November 1 O, 1854." ""To my beloved... my most beloved husband", she said." "No one" "No one in the world but me... and my wife knew." "All right." "All right." "All right, clear the way." "Let this man out!" "Now, move!" "Leave him alone!" "The rest of you get busy." "I want wagons, ambulances, anything you can find." "We're moving everybody out of here right now!" "Right away, Unclejosh." " [ Clamoring]" "Cab!" "Cab!" "[Grunts]" ""To my beloved husband" - [Chuckles]" "Yes, Martha, my dear." "It was your last present to me." "My 49th birthday. [Scoffs]" "My God, my darling, have you been gone that long?" "And am I really to join you tonight?" "[Cattle Mooing]" "I guess you thought you'd never see me again!" "But here I am!" "You're gettin' outta here!" "Come on, now." "Come on!" "Go on!" "Get outta here!" "Come on, now!" "Get outta here!" "Get out!" "Hyah!" "[ Mooing]" "I'll never get my money back!" "I could never face my wife again if I hadn't got those critters out." "Listen to me. jim!" "What did you do with the wine bottle?" "What did you do with it?" " [ Laughing] - [ Laughing Wildly, Hooting]" "[Chattering]" "[Fire Bells Ringing]" "Clint!" "Jeff." "This one practically has hair growing in it." "Oh, thank God." "Look, we're gonna have to work our way around the lake shore... to get back to that railroad station." "You know something?" "Her father died at Chancellorsville... her brother at Gettysburg- then some young surgeon- and now it's gonna be her Unclejosh." "He'll die, too." "Everybody leaves her, but still she goes on believing." "What are you talking about?" "You have the answer to X. B., right there." "They'll know what to do with it back home." "I'm gonna stay hereJeff." "I'm gonna learn how to paint a picture... and I'm gonna learn how to shoe a horse." "You what?" "I can do more good hereJeff." "I've never had anybody who needs me the way she does." "She's a ghost out of the past... and you're nothing but a specter from the future!" "No." "No!" "Wait, wait, wait!" "Where's-Where's thejohnson girl?" "[Sighs] I thought she was already out." "No." "No, they forgot her." "She must be still inside." "Uncle Josh..." "let someone else go." " [Explosion]" "[Sighs]" "Thejohnson girl." "I'll help you." "[Jeff] Come back, Clint!" "Clint, no!" "We have to leave!" "l can't." "I love her." "But she's already dead!" "Let go of me!" "You haven't even been born yet!" "Let go of me!" "Clint, you can't change what's already happened." "You don't know what happened." "It's 105 years ago!" "[ Women Screaming]" "jeff, isn't there anything we can do to help?" "No." "[Jeff] We gotta get up there before she goes, Clint!" "[Train Whistle Blowing]" "[ Beeping ]" "Well, feeling better?" "Much better, thank you." "What are you doing here?" "We came to see you." "And to give you a personal letter from the White House... congratulating you on your discovery." "You mean, the cure works?" "I'll show you." "Our very first recovery." "She's going home." "She just wanted to say good-bye." "Come in, Betty." "Hello!" "H1;" "Betty." "I bet you don't remember me, do you?" "Well, not really, I guess." "But I know you're the one that saved me." "No." "Not me." "Not just me." "But thank you, anyway." "Good luck, honey." "Bye." "Bye." "But you're being cured, too." "And the question is, when were you infected?" "In the past, or the present?" "Helen, where is Jeff?" "As a scientist... doesn't that fascinate you?" "I spoke to him this morning." "He's doing what you asked him to do." "In a way, we could say... you had a fever for 1 O4 years - imagine!" "Then, on the other hand, if your infection first occurred in the present" "Dr. Cummings, I really don't think he's much interested in that yet." "[Chuckles] You will be, son." "You will be." "Perhaps you'd like to run some more medical experiments for us." "The black plague." "I'd what?" "Clint, we desperately need someone with your qualifications." "Now, wait a minute!" "Well, you've already broken so much new ground for us." "Like bringing you back here to New Orleans instead of to our ranch house." "Do you mean you never did that before?" "Well, we had to, Clint, for the sake of speed." "You didn't even know it was gonna work, and you didn't warn me?" "You'vejust been slapping us around in time... like a pair of white mice in your laboratory?" "[Phone Ringing]" "Hello?" "Oh, yes, put him on." "It's Chicago." "What happened?" "Wonderful!" "Yes, I'll tell him!" "Oh, we all will." "Right away." "Okay." "Bye." "[ Placing Receiver In Cradle]" "That wasjeff." "He found it." "[Clint] That White House letter's more for him than anyone else." "He'll think it was a phony." "It wasn't signed by President Grant." "[Chuckles] Well" "Where is she?" "It's nice, it was paid for by an alderman." "Clarence somebody-or-other." "October 9." "That same night." "She did die that same night." "You couldn't have saved her, Clint." "No." "I guess I just fell in love with history, that's all." "[Fire Roaring]" "The end"