"(Rembrandt) What are these things?" "[Grunts]" "(Wade) I don't think I can keep this up much longer." "(Quinn) How much time?" "(Rembrandt) 35 seconds." "[Grunts]" "These things are everywhere!" "[Screeching]" "[Screaming]" "Hey, get it off me!" "Suckers!" "[Screeching]" "[Groaning]" "[Screaming]" "You okay?" "Come on." "Come on." "[Coughs]" "(Rembrandt) Here we go, guys." "Couple of more seconds." "[Electronic beeping]" "Okay, let's go." "[Whooshing]" "[Both groaning]" "[Groans]" "It gets my vote as the all-time worst world." "Thank God we were only on it for five minutes, huh?" "Let's wipe that world's coordinates right off the timer." "Where's Maggie?" "[Maggie groaning]" "Oh, my God." "(Quinn) What if you found a portal to a parallel universe?" "What if you could slide into a thousand different worlds, where it's the same year, and you're the same person, but everything else is different?" "And what if you can't find your way home?" "(voice-over) Sliders." "All right." "Step back, folks." "[Vapor hissing]" "What are you doing?" "Shutting her system down." "She's ice cold." "That's what happens when you're cryonically suspended." "She'll thaw out just fine after they make a diagnosis." "Let's go." "That must be the way they stop further damage until they get to the hospital." "(Quinn) Is she gonna be all right?" "(Dr. Sylvius) We don't know yet, but her vital signs are strong." "Has she eaten anything unusual recently?" "She might have swallowed something in the bog we were in." "Bog?" "What bog?" "Uh, out in the country." "When did this happen?" "A few hours ago." "Although it seems like a world away." "[Sighing]" "I'd like to show you something." "Another three degrees, her body temperature will be back to normal." "You know much about this stuff, Q-Ball?" "(Quinn) Not nearly enough." "Our world has barely scratched the surface of cryogenics." "Over here." "We did a CAT scan and took some X-rays, and everything turned up normal except for something we can't identify in her stomach." "Now, as you can see, her stomach is empty, except for this solid object right there." "You sure that isn't just something she ate?" "Well, if the object were ordinary food, it would've been digested by now." "Let me show you this other X-ray." "This was taken just five minutes after the first one." "Now, as you can see, this object has doubled in size during that time." "What the devil could grow that fast?" "(Dr. Sylvius) Frankly, nothing I've ever seen." "Quinn." "[Coughing]" "(Quinn) Maggie!" "Wade, Remmy." "I found her!" "Quinn..." "Maggie?" "What are you doing here?" "I don't know." "We've got to get you back to the hospital." "What hospital?" "Come on." "[Coughing]" "[All chattering]" "[Electronic bleeping]" "[Electronic bleeping]" "(captain) There she is, right there." "Come on, let's go." "Hey, hey, let her go!" "Get your hands off her." "Hey, back off!" "(girl) Please, no!" "Get up against the car." "(captain) What you think you're doin'?" "What the hell do you think you're doin'?" "D Squad." "Where's your donor tag?" "What, she doesn't have one, either?" "Put them in the truck." "(Wade) Where are you taking us?" "We were just trying to help her!" "Whoa, whoa." "Don't push your luck." "You may be over 25, but I'll still take you in for obstruction." "Move along." "[Panting]" "Where are they taking them?" "I don't know." "Let's get you back to the hospital." "I'm fine." "You're shivering, girl." "L..." "I..." "I just..." "I need to get someplace warm." "Let's get you back to the hotel." "(Rembrandt) Look, all they said was that they were D Squad, and then they took them away." "Yes, I'll hold." "[Sighs]" "Man, it is hot in here." "This feels great." "No wonder." "The heat was up to 90." "I'm here." "Yeah." "What?" "All right, now where is that in the complex?" "Okay, thank you." "It seems they have a mandatory organ donor program on this world." "Everybody between the ages of 18 and 25 have their wrist implanted with their medical profile." "Where are you going?" "They're gonna implant Quinn and Wade." "Wait." "Don't go yet." "Why not?" "What are you doing?" "I like you." "Maggie, look, wait a minute." "I think this is a little inappropriate." "I mean, especially when our friends are in trouble." "I want you." "What's gotten into you?" "I want you, baby." "What?" "What are you talking about?" "Cut it out!" "What the devil is wrong with you?" "What the hell..." "You keep the hell away from me." "[People chattering]" "(man) Go there if you want." "You okay?" "Yeah." "I'd feel a lot better if I knew what this was." "Congratulations." "You've just been inducted into the organ-donor program." "This disk, implanted in your wrist carries your complete medical profile." "As you know, between the ages of 18 and 25, your organs are in peak physical condition." "If you are called upon to save the life of a valuable American, we'll preserve those organs by cryogenically freezing your body until such time as they are needed." "Please know that your government and your fellow Americans thank you." "Congratulations." "You've just been inducted into the organ donor program." "(Wade) This is barbaric." "And I thought the military draft was bad on our world." "Hey, guys." "Thank God I found you." "We've got a big problem." "Don't worry, we can get them removed in the next world." "Yeah, well, we've got another problem." "Maggie." "That thing in her stomach?" "It's more than just a thing." "Her blood test reveals several extreme abnormalities, so I had the DNA lab run some more tests." "The results are astonishing." "That small object in her stomach that we couldn't identify at first?" "Well, it appears to be some kind of egg, and it's rapidly replicating." "How rapidly?" "At about nine times that of normal cell multiplication." "It also appears to be imitating aspects of the DNA of its host." "Are you saying it's cloning her?" "That's not right." "What I saw come out of her mouth was some kind of creature." "Look, right now, all we know is that we're dealing with some kind of symbiont." "And that it could be very, very valuable." "Valuable?" "Trust me, you don't even want to be around this thing." "I'm not so sure about that." "Now, if we can harness it and learn how it replicates the DNA of its host then we can generate replacement organs consequently putting an end to our mandatory organ-donor program." "How do we get it out of her?" "I'm not so sure." "It appears to be in some kind of breeding pattern, which could explain why it's so aggressive." "I believe she was trying to use you, Mr. Brown, as a host to incubate her eggs." "Gee, and I thought she liked me." "Why would it want men?" "Well, it could be gynandromorphic." "It has characteristics of both sexes, so it is possible it can only impregnate a host of the opposite sex." "If she starts laying eggs inside other men and we don't know who they are..." "You're gonna have one hell of an epidemic on your hands." "So, where does a woman go when she's looking for a man?" "If she doesn't care what kind of guy it is?" "A bar." "Okay." "Let's split up." "[Horn honking]" "[Siren wailing]" "What can I get you?" "You always keep the air conditioning so cold in here?" "Cold?" "It must be 85 degrees in here." "Sorry, babe." "I don't get off until 2:00 and I'm already taken." "That's okay." "You're not what I need." "I may not be your type, but I like your style, girl." "[Sighing]" "No." "What do you want?" "I want to touch you." "Why?" "I like you." "Don't worry, I won't bite." "Hey, where you going?" "You're not right." "What is this?" "Some kind of sick joke you play on people, huh?" "Come on, what do you say, uh, you and me go someplace we can be alone?" "No." "Hey!" "What's the matter, babe?" "You don't like the feel of my chest hair, huh?" "Let's see how you like it!" "[Yelping]" "I said no." "This is a big singles hangout." "What do you think?" "You want to know if I think she's capable of doing damage?" "From what Rembrandt said," "I think she's capable of anything." "Excuse me." "Did you see a brunette in here tonight?" "About 5'5", mid-twenties, alone?" "She's who did that." "First thing she did was come in here complaining about the air conditioner." "Said it was cold in here." "Man, if it had been any hotter," "I would've just melted." "And then?" "And then she went around feeling on guys' chests." "What happened to him?" "He wasn't her type and he wasn't very good at rejection, either." "He got a little pushy, and she broke his arm in half." "Her complaining about it being too cold in here, before she attacked Remmy in the hotel room, he said it was like a sauna." "She had the heat up to 90." "Then she must need an extremely warm environment in order to lay her eggs." "And she's probably looking for people who have, uh, a higher than normal body temperature." "Feeling them could be her way of checking." "That's what it seems like." "She could be anywhere by now." "I think we should tell the police..." "No, no." "Uh, you can't trust them." "They shoot first and ask questions later." "You know, if the symbiont needs warmth, it's just possible that I can coax it out of your friend by lowering her body temperature." "Okay." "So where do we find heat on a cold night?" "[Thudding]" "Ma'am?" "Ma'am?" "Excuse me, ma'am." "Judging from the description given by one of the condo tenants, the attacker had to be your friend." "Can you tell if she mated with him?" "Well, the X-ray didn't turn up anything unusual in his stomach, so my guess is, this wasn't about procreation." "She probably saw the uniform, felt threatened and attacked in self-defense." "I need to sign the order to freeze this body for organ harvest." "You know, when we first started sliding, all I saw was adventure." "Now all I seem to see is death." "What does that mean?" "Nothing." "No." "No, go ahead and say what you were thinking." "You think this man would still be alive if it wasn't for me." "That's not what I said." "Hey, Q-Ball, come on." "And the Professor." "He'd be alive, too, if I hadn't invented sliding." "Look, that wasn't your fault." "It's all my fault." "The Professor, this man, Maggie's next victim." "All because I lost control of something" "I didn't know enough about." "So please, go ahead and tell me what you were thinking because I think about it every minute of every day." "What about Maggie?" "Yes, of course." "How could I have forgotten about Maggie?" "She'll die, too." "Thank you for reminding me." "What I meant was that Maggie would be dead right now if we hadn't slid into her world." "She owes you her life, Quinn." "So do the other 150 people that you found a new home for." "Yeah, well, Maggie's not lost yet." "But if you don't stop worrying about your ego and start focusing on finding her, she will be." "Point taken." "But this is a big city." "Yeah, but we know that thing inside of her loves hot water and it craves steam." "And we know it's looking for men." "The beach?" "Too public." "What are you thinking?" "Health clubs?" "It's got everything it wants." "Men, steam rooms, and privacy." "Look, there are only three in this area." "Come on." "Hi, welcome to the club." "I'm Tami." "Can I help you?" "I'm looking for a man." "[Laughs] Who isn't?" "Uh, miss." "Miss, you can't go back unless you're a member." "If you'd like a complimentary tour, I can..." "Yes." "Take me inside." "Okay." "This way." "(Tami) This is our slow period." "Most of our members are at work this time of day." "What do you do?" "Reproduce." "Uh, we're the only club in LA with our own line of complimentary shampoos and conditioners." "These are our private showers." "Isn't that hot?" "No, it's wonderful." "What are you doing?" "Ma'am, I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to call security." "[Screeching]" "This is the last one." "If she's not here..." "Hello?" "All right, you check out the ladies' locker room." "We'll look upstairs." "Maggie?" "Maggie?" "Maggie?" "[Moaning]" "(Rembrandt) Are the women here exceptionally beautiful, or have I been sliding too long?" "These people have probably spent more time under the scalpel than they have the barbell." "Yeah, they inject most chickens with hormones." "It doesn't make that thigh any less enjoyable." "Let's go." "Come on." "Hey, no!" "See, I can't understand how come they don't fight back." "Different worlds, different customs." "What?" "I'm just surprised at how fast you can dismiss oppression as a custom." "Maggie?" "It's Wade." "Wade?" "Yeah." "Listen to me." "You're sick." "We need to get you back to the hospital." "Maggie?" "Maggie?" "I, I'm gonna go find Quinn." "[Groaning]" "Wade." "Oh, Wade, help me." "You can't stop me!" "[Door creaking]" "(man) Come in or close the door." "You're letting steam out." "What are you doing?" "Do you know this room isn't co-ed?" "Not that I mind having you in here." "So, what's your name?" "What's it matter, anyway?" "You're the one." "Whatever you say." "[Slithering]" "[Gagging]" "[Wheezing]" "Hey, Remmy." "What was that back there?" "Oh, it's just that we've been traveling so long together," "I forget how different we really are." "I don't follow." "Q-Ball." "We may slide to parallel dimensions together but we grew up in different worlds." "Now, bottom line, I've seen oppression close up." "To you, it's just another word in a history book." "(Wade) Quinn?" "Wade." "Hey, girl, you all right?" "Yeah." "Maggie, she's upstairs." "Stay with her." "[Knocking at door]" "Maggie!" "[Grunts]" "Stay away from me, or I'll kill you!" "(Wade) Yeah." "Okay." "Okay." "I'll be down in a little while." "Look, I told you, I'm fine." "Just worry about Quinn." "[Laughs]" "Okay." "Bye." "How is he?" "Well, Remmy said that the ER doctor diagnosed a mild concussion but he should be okay." "How cold is it in there?" "Not cold enough." "I want you to look at this." "The symbiont's not uncomfortable enough to leave the body of the host." "I'm gonna have to turn it down another 30 degrees." "Wait, his heartbeat's down to five per minute." "Nobody can live at that rate." "I have to do whatever it takes to get that symbiont out, okay?" "Yeah, but you might kill him." "[Slithering]" "[Electronic beeping]" "It's moving." "The symbiont's moving." "[Electronic beeping]" "It's out!" "Turn the gas off!" "Oh, damn it!" "It must be too young to survive without the host." "But the one inside your friend is stronger." "It's more mature." "It has a better chance of survival." "What about him?" "There are ice crystals in his blood." "We don't seem to be able to get the body cold enough to drive the symbiont out without killing the host." "Wh-what are you saying?" "You're gonna have to kill Maggie?" "It's one life in exchange for the chance to save a lot more." "So that makes it right?" "My brother was a forced organ donor." "He was only 23 when they harvested him and nobody cared whether it was right or wrong." "So don't ask me to shed any tears over a stranger." "I'm not buying your explanation, Doctor." "It seems a little too rehearsed." "Wouldn't the person who developed the ability to replicate human organs stand to make a lot of money?" "Where does it say science can't be profitable?" "I'm not gonna let you do this to Maggie." "[Dialing telephone]" "[Sighing]" "This is Dr. Sylvius." "I'd like to activate a profile." "[Electronic beeping]" "Got her." "Remmy!" "Wade?" "Remmy!" "Hey, let..." "It's a setup!" "They're gonna kill Maggie!" "(Rembrandt) Hey, let her go!" "Hey, wait a minute." "All right!" "[Grunting]" "I could kill you right now." "But I'm giving you a chance to live which is more than you're giving Wade and Maggie." "I'm doing what I have to!" "That symbiont could make our organ donor program obsolete." "Yeah, by killing our friend." "Look, if you want to change things, you start by changing the law." "Well, this is a lot more expedient." "And profitable?" "(Quinn) You two can debate about this later." "You got Wade prepped for harvest." "I want her back." "How do we make that happen?" "[Exhales]" "[Panting]" "Bring me Maggie." "Once I have the symbiont, you can have Wade." "And if there's no Maggie?" "There's a bureaucrat in the State Department that needs a new lung." "Wade just happens to be a perfect match." "We'll need one of those cold-trauma guns." "They're in the ER." "Meet me there." "How long till we slide?" "I don't know." "I, uh, I left the timer back at the Chancellor." "What?" "You left it at the hotel?" "Look, I had just been attacked by an alien, Q-Ball, so I was a little preoccupied." "All right, we'll get it, then we'll go looking for Maggie." "[Sighs]" "Well, what if we can't find her?" "Then we come back here, get Wade out and slide without Maggie." "It's the lesser of two evils." "Not by much." "[Electronic beeping]" "That's him, right there!" "[Tires screeching]" "I must have sounded like such a jerk when I made that crack about oppressive worlds back at the gym." "Oh, forget it." "No." "When you said we grew up in different worlds, you were right." "I haven't lived your life, and I know" "I don't have all the answers." "You know, sometimes you act like you do." "I don't know, Q-Ball, maybe it's because you've gotten us into all of this, so you feel responsible for us, you know?" "Yeah, I know there's still plenty about life I can learn." "And next time you have an opinion different than mine, you tell me." "I'll listen." "All right." "Fair enough." "Fair enough." "[Car honking]" "I don't think she's here." "Yeah, it's too cold." "Where's the timer?" "Over there." "Three hours." "Not much time to cover a city." "We meet back at the hospital at 4:00, with or without Maggie." "All right." "You are one smart symbiont." "Q-Ball?" "She's in here, Rembrandt." "Okay, look, just open the door." "[Screeching]" "I can't just yet!" "Everything's okay." "Just stay cool." "Right, Maggie?" "Let's just stay cool." "[Screeching]" "Maggie!" "No more Maggie!" "Q-Ball, talk to me, man!" "What's going on?" "[Shrieking]" "Remmy!" "Move!" "Just like you said." "Stay cool." "And if this doesn't work?" "We take her with us." "Are you crazy?" "Wade, I know you've got issues with Maggie." "This doesn't have anything to do with her." "That thing will attack either one of you, first chance it gets." "She's not your responsibility." "She was not dragged into this like we were." "She insisted on coming." "You would have done the same in her position." "Look, you've got two people here who rate a little higher on your scale of responsibility." "And we both vote to leave her here." "Is that right, Rembrandt?" "I know it's not an easy decision, Q-Ball." "We're not leaving without her." "You've got a thing for her, don't you?" "That's ridiculous." "Is it?" "(Dr. Sylvius) The symbiont's moving around but not out." "I'll have to lower the temperature another 10 degrees." "She'll die at that temperature." "Give it five more minutes." "Five minutes, five hours." "It doesn't matter." "Now, I'm sorry, but we'll have to motivate that symbiont into the aquarium somehow." "It's too smart to fall for this." "It knows we want it out of the body." "Then we will lower the temperature some more." "It will abandon the host, one way or another." "We had a deal, Mallory." "You get Wade and I get the symbiont." "You will kill her." "[Sighs]" "Do you realize that all I have to do is push this button and two of you suddenly become organ donors?" "I've got another idea." "I'm listening." "It wanted to mate with me." "Well, convince it to live in me instead." "Are you insane?" "Just to lure it out, Wade." "Then we grab it and throw it in the aquarium." "[Exhaling]" "Come." "Be with me." "That's right, warmth." "That's what you want." "It's working." "Yeah, but not fast enough." "One minute." "Live in me." "Turn up the temperature." "I already did." "Live in me." "Come on." "[Shrieking]" "Shut down the nitrogen!" "I'm losing it!" "Put it in the aquarium, quick!" "Hold on!" "Watch out, it's loose!" "Don't hurt it!" "Hold this!" "10 seconds!" "What's happening?" "You hang tight there, girl." "We're getting you out of here." "Five..." "No!" "(Rembrandt) Quinn, no!" "[Electronic beeping]" "I can't just leave her like that!" "You know what it'll do to her!" "No, Q-Ball!" "No time!" "Go, Wade." "Go." "[Whooshing]" "Q-Ball, you asked me how I see things differently." "I see how the good book tells the truth." ""Reap what you sow."" "You asked" "I told you." "Now, choose." "Doctor, are you all right?" "I'm fine."