03x06 - Assignment Five: Part 6

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- It's impossible.
- There's no doubt.

- No fire?
- (Knock at door)

- Steel?
- None.

- Steel?
- The room was destroyed.

Not now, Felix!

- Not even a trace?
- Steel! (Muttering incoherently)

(Sapphire) Steel...

- (Chimes)
- June the 22nd.

1930.

'All irregularities will be handled

'by the forces controlling
each dimension.

'Transuranic heavy elements
may not be used where there is life.

'Medium atomic weights are available.

'Gold, Lead,

'Copper,

'Jet, Diamond, Radium,

'Sapphire, Silver and Steel.

'Sapphire and Steel
have been assigned.'

(Steel) No fire.

There never was,
this room is undamaged.

- Then the report was wrong.
- Someone could've lied.

I wonder what Felix
was trying to tell us?

Where are Emma and Felicity?
In their rooms?

- But not asleep yet.
- Is Mr McDee still in his lab?

Yes. He'll be working late
and so shall I.

I've never seen that one before.

Now the events of that night
take place as before.

- With one exception.
- The death of McDee.

He survives and history changes.

Sir, I... (Yawns)

Sorry.

It's deductible. Belongs there.

- Go to bed.
- I envy him.

- What?
- Mr McDee.

He doesn't need much sleep.

He'll be able to get all the sleep
he wants after tomorrow.

How very gratifying.

- Do you know who that is?
- Greville.

Well, yes and no. In 1930 there were
two Grevilles, father and son.

- Good night, sir.
- Good night.

- That's the father.
- And young Greville?

He's asleep in his cot
in the servants quarters.

- Can I get you anything, sir?
- No, thank you.

- Oh, just...
- I'll put the kettle on now.

- (Chuckles)
- Mullrine lied to the newspaper.

He k*lled George McDee
and covered it up.

Or...

Or the computer lied to us.

Remember what you read
on that screen.

(Bleeps)

(Beeping)

It changed the word to trick us.

Well, someone
is going to k*ll McDee.

We have to make sure the m*rder
takes place exactly as it did before.

(Knocks)

- (George) What is it?!
- Shh!

You didn't come, George.

- I waited over an hour for you.
- Leave me alone, Emma!

What's the matter?
Getting bored with me?

- I'm working!
- But you promised.

- Just go!
- Not until I have your answer.

Have you stopped loving me?

Not now! Not now!

- You've no time for me?
- I couldn't leave this!

I waited patiently for you, George.

- You promised you'd come.
- Do you not understand, woman?!

Can you not get it through your head?

I'm about to achieve
everything I've ever dreamed of!

- It'll make history!
- I don't care for history.

- Please, leave me!
- No.

Get out!

Are you telling me you don't love me?

- If it'll get you out of here, yes!
- Oh!

I thought you were special
but you're just like anybody else.

All you care about's your own
small world, your precious work!

You'd do anything for your work,
use anyone. Just like Arthur.

Just like Arthur!
Well, if that's the way you want it.

Emma! What on earth are you doing?

Nothing!

Nothing? You've been in there,
haven't you? Dressed like that!

Yes, your brilliant partner
has been telling me...

Shh! Be quiet, Emma.
Come in the library.

- Be quiet
- I will not.

Just what do you think you're doing?

- I was with George.
- I can see!

- Are you trying to wreck everything?
- None of your business.

Oh, yes, it is my business.
George McDee is my business!

Come here, Emma!

Come here!

Look at that.
Do you know what that is?

That is a contract
giving everything he has invented,

everything he has discovered
or will discover, all to our company!

Look, signed George McDee.
Do you realise what that means?

I never understand such things.
I leave all that to you.

Good. Keep on doing just that!

George signed that
yesterday afternoon.

There's millions to be made
out of this!

We are going to go public!

We'll become Mullrine International.

How exciting(!)

Just make sure
you don't rock the boat.

I don't care what you say.

- You'd better start caring!
- Oh, really?

- I'm sick of your selfish ways.
- Indeed?

- I spoiled you, gave you everything.
- Yes, indeed.

You were happy for me
to make love to George

- while he considered a partnership.
- That's good business.

I want my happiness now.
I'm not going to be used any more.

I'm sick of sharing George.
I love him.

Don't talk such rubbish.

He's going to divorce Felicity
and marry me.

Oh, no you don't, Emma Mullrine.

We're not having that.

- There'd be a scandal.
- Damn the scandal!

You've got what you wanted,
now it's my turn.

I will have him.

- Emma!
- (Door closes)

- Emma, where are you going?
- Away from you!

- George?
- No, it's me.

What?

Who?

Emma. What do you want?
I've got a dreadful headache.

- I have to talk to you.
- (Sighs)

- Can't it wait till morning?
- No, I want to talk to you now.

All right.

- What is it?
- George and I are in love.

- (Laughs) What?
- He wants to marry me.

Are you mad? George is married to me.

He's going to leave you, Felicity.

Nonsense. You're making it up.

George and I have been lovers
for six months.

It's not true...
I won't believe it, I won't.

(Emma) He wants you to divorce him.

Why isn't he telling me himself?

He's too soft-hearted.
He's afraid of you.

George has never been afraid
of anyone in his life! Where is he?

In his laboratory, working.

Get out of here.

Are you going to give him
his freedom?

Get out! Leave me alone!

There's something else
you should know.

George comes to my room every night.

(Felicity sobbing)

'Steel? Felicity has the g*n.

'Steel, come to the laboratory.'

(Steel) 'I'm already in there.'

I've told you, go away, I'm busy!

(Felicity) You didn't
tell me, George.

Felicity.

Who did you think it was?

I just don't want to be disturbed.

You're going to be,
whether you like it or not.

- Oh, please.
- Go on, tell me.

Who did you think it was?
Who have you already sent away?

- Look, this is important!
- This is more important.

- Was it her?
- Her? Who d'you mean?

- Emma Mullrine.
- Whatever gave you that idea?

- She did.
- Oh, come on!

Don't try to bluff,
you've never been a good liar.

I don't know
what you're talking about!

I'm talking about your lover.

About you wanting a divorce
so that you can go off with her.

- No, you've got it all wrong.
- Have I?

- Or has she?
- She? What's she been saying?

That you and she are lovers,
that you want to leave me for her!

- No.
- Is it true?

- Is what true?
- Is she your lover?

Yes.

Yes, she is.

(Groans)

I see.

And what about me?

Felicity, what are you doing?

I won't let you do it, George.

I'll k*ll you
before I let her have you.

(Steel) Is this it?
(Sapphire) Wait.

That was it, that was the moment.

Now time is on its new track.

Well, stop them.

Stop them!

Now take it back. Take time back.

Let's see how she k*lled him.

Felicity, what are you doing?

I won't let you do it, George.

I'll k*ll you
before I let her have you.

(Sapphire) But that's odd.
(Steel) That wasn't it.

That wasn't the moment.

It wasn't Felicity who k*lled him.

You still up, George? Like a drink?

No. Where's the agreement?

- Which one?
- Our agreement.

The deal's off.

Oh, no, it isn't.
You signed it, it's all legal.

I've changed my mind. I won't do it.

What's happened? A few hours back
you were all excited.

With your scientific brain and
my business acumen, we'll be rich!

Rich beyond our wildest dreams!

(Drawers opening, papers rustling)

- Oh, no, you don't.
- I want those papers.

- The deal's off!
- Keep off me, George!

(Sapphire) Not yet.

- Keep away!
- You used your sister to entice me!

George, see reason!
She fell for you, George.

It's real, honest. It's genuine.

Emma's head-over-heels
in love with you.

- Listen here, give me that!
- George!

(Knock at door)

Come in.

Your tea, sir.

Ah, shall I get another cup?

No, Mr McDee is just going to bed.

Aren't you, George?

(Sighs)

- That wasn't it, either.
- No.

It wasn't.

Felicity.

Felicity!

Open this door, will you?

Felicity, I know you're in there.

If you don't want to let me in
I understand but...

when you're ready to talk,
you know where I'll be.

Felicity.

What am I gonna do, Greville?

- It's not easy, is it, sir?
- No.

We can't have a scandal. Not now.

Good luck, sir.

Thank you, Greville.

Something tells me I'm gonna need it.

(George) Emma, why did you do it?!

(Emma) You jilted me.
(George) I did not!

- You told me to get out.
- Because I was working!

Surely we love each other?

Oh, I do hope so, George!

- I thought as much.
- Felicity.

This won't do, George.
This won't do at all.

You might as well
leave him alone, Emma.

I'll never give him his freedom,
never.

He doesn't love you. He loves me.

Then I'll make sure
you can never have him.

As long... as I live.

No, Emma, no!

For God's sake, don't!

(Sapphire) 'Now! '
(Steel) 'Not yet.'

(McDee) Stop it!

(Steel) That's it. That's the moment.

It was Emma!

It was you, you sh*t him, didn't you?

- Yes. I didn't mean to.
- sh**t him again.

- (Sapphire) k*ll him! You must.
- This is what I must do. This time.

(Yells)

- Emma?
- Can you hear us?

- Of course.
- Do you realise what you're doing?

Yes, I'm going to be happy.
I've got a second chance.

- Does George know?
- No, only I know.

You k*lled her. She's dead!

- It's all right, I've been promised.
- Promised what?

George and I
are going to be young again.

- What?!
- Young again!

It's a trick - time is tricking you!

- Who is time?
- Our enemy!

- Your enemy.
- No, I have got a second chance

George, my darling,
you're not going to die.

We'll be together
for the rest of our lives!

If you don't sh**t George, there
won't be any rest of your lives.

- I was promised.
- Yes, but you'll both die.

And in a very short time.

- What's he saying?
- (Sapphire) He's right.

These cultures will destroy you
and every living creature on earth.

There is no way of avoiding it
once they get out of the lab.

Rubbish. How could they?

Time is accelerating the disease.

(Screams)

It's not possible.

Not only is it possible,
it is inevitable.

You have created
mutant, persistent viruses

that the world of 1930
cannot control.

- Emma will be next.
- I was promised.

I was promised.

It's up to you.
Everything must be exactly as it was.

Only you can sh**t George.
You must do it.

- You must do it!
- I can't... I can't do it again.

(George) Emma...

George.

Listen to me, my dearest,

we love each other, don't we?

- Can I touch her?
- Yes.

Once we go back on the original track
this will not have happened.

Listen to me, my darling.

You have to do it.

It's for my own sake.

Would you have me destroy
the human race?

Then you must k*ll me.
It's the only way.

k*ll me and let Felicity live.

Promise.

Be brave, my darling.

Remember the good times we had, huh?

Remember me.

George, my beloved,

I shall keep you alive in my heart.

(Steel) Now, Sapphire.
Take time back.

- I thought as much.
- Felicity.

This won't do, George.
This won't do at all.

You might as well
leave him alone, Emma.

I'll never give him his freedom,
never.

He doesn't love you. He loves me.

Then I'll make sure
you can never have him.

As long... as I live.

No, Emma, no! For God's sake, don't!

- For God's sake, don't!
- (g*nsh*t)

(Felicity sobbing)

(Emma and Felicity screaming)

My God, what's happened?!

Emma! George! Greville,
get them out of here quickly!

(Felicity, wailing) George!

(Shouting and screaming)

(Steel) 'Now, Sapphire,
take time forwards.'

I hope you have a super party, sir.

It'll be different. Have to mark
our 50th year of operation, don't we?

Seems as good a way as any.

21st of June. Summer solstice.

I remember noting it then.

(Shaw) Lord Mullrine!

Oh, dear, thank you, Miss Shaw.

Wouldn't do to leave that behind.
Lock myself out of my own office?

- Who knows what might happen?
- Indeed, yes, sir.

(Chuckling)

Ahh, the cocktails.
Good man, Greville.

- (Doorbell)
- The first guests!

(Arthur) Yes. Now it all begins.

How silly of me,
I feel quite nervous.

Yes, how silly of you, Emma.

This is where we came in.

And this is where we go out.

Good evening, Mr Harborough,
Mrs McDee. Mrs Harborough.

(Felix) - I like your monkey suit.
- 1930, sir.

- (Sapphire) Steel!
- Absolutely authentic...

Specially made
by Lord Mullrine's tailor.

Must've cost a fortune.