EXT. SNOW COVERED FIELD - DAY
SUPER: "AUSTRALIA, 2025 AD - ALTERNATE TIME LINE"
Six SOLDIERS, more or less lined up, shiver in the knee-high
snow and hold muskets. It's a barren plain, not a tree in
sight, not far off a fortress, cold and bleak.
CIVILIANS stand beside the Soldiers, three MEN on the right,
four WOMEN on the left. All are bundled in thick, dull coats,
except for ...
SILVIA HERNANDEZ, mid-twenties, her head uncovered - she
wears a light sweater and seems immune to the chill.
CAPTAIN HARWOOD, fifties, in a curled, cliched mustache
stands in front of his firing squad, sternly addressing ...
DANNY MURPHY, mid-twenties, large, strong, unconcerned, maybe
even bored, who eventually chooses to notice the Captain.
Sorry - you was sayin'?
Captain Harwood actually snorts and turns beet red.
That you have been sentenced to
Well, why didn't you just say
Because he's a pompous windbag.
The other Women scatter, surprised by her presence. Silvia
smiles at Danny. Captain Harwood gapes at her like he sees a
snake, his eyes popping out, just a little.
For his part, Danny is mesmerized by the woman. He can't help
but stare at her smoldering, brown eyes and her beautiful
smile, so out of place in this grim land.
In the meantime the Captain, having recovered, is back to
business. He has formed the Soldiers in a straighter line.
The firing squad tightens their grips on the muskets and
stand a little stiffer.
And they aim.
He is not aware of anything but her.
Just in time, time Danny comes to his senses. The Soldiers
fire, Danny falls backwards, the balls of lead fly over him.
When he hits the snow, he vanishes.
The crowd is open-mouthed, gawping and tripping over each
other. The Captain is the first to recover and turns his
wrath toward Silvia.
Young lady - you will give me an
She smirks at him and rolls her eyes.
No, I won't.
Hands balled into fists, he rushes at her. She falls
backwards, hits the snow and vanishes.
In his imagination he falls backward down a tunnel, with his
eyes slammed shut. Yet somehow he focuses on his destination.
Now all he sees is her face, those eyes and that smile. He
forces himself to concentrate on the Rocky Mountains.
Far too fast he falls through Montana's big sky. An elk jumps
as he falls through the ground, beside it.
Again, he sees her face - but finally forces himself to
concentrate on a forest, no people, friendly animals, and ...
Something touches his hand - he opens his eyes, then screams
at the searing brightness that blinds him.
Eyes shut again, he forces himself to concentrate on the
forest, the fall slows and eventually he thumps hard, onto
EXT. FOREST - NIGHT
SUPER: "WESTERN CANADA, 1014 AD - ALTERNATE TIME LINE"
He remains on his back and groans, unable to see the
brilliant stars in the sky above him or the night animals
checking him out. Eventually he falls asleep.
In his dream something slobbers on his forehead and licks his
eyelids, over and over again, and then he hears a gentle
voice, calling his name.
He tries to open his eyes and nearly panics when he realizes
something damp is covering them.
Shhh ... you have a fever.
Her soothing voice calms him.
Then riles him up a moment later.
What kind of idiot opens his
eyes, when he's flying?
Who are you then? Somethin' done
touched my hand.
Oh. I'm very sorry.
She helps him rise and leads him to a tree. He sits against
it and relaxes.
I'm Silvia. I should have
realized. We hold hands when we
I didn't have no idea there was
any others. Flyin', don't you
You say tomato, I say tomahto.
Different timeline, I guess.
How many others?
A few hundred. We try to find
Stringers, like you, and bring
them back to our home
She opens a small pack and they make a meal out of something
square and tasteless looking.
I think I saw you before,
You've probably seen me a dozen
times before -* Danny, you're a
hard man to catch.
She grimaces, slaps her forehead, blushes a little.
I mean, you're unpredictable,
hard to track down. A lot of
They sit quietly for awhile. Birds start chirping, there's
some bugs buzzing, red squirrels gather pine cones.
Somewhere, not far away is the sound of running water.
I've been comin' here since I was
eight, when I lost mom and dad.
If I get beat up, this is where I
come to heal. It's my home.
I'm sorry about your parents.
This is a beautiful place.
That pleases him.
So far there ain't been nothin'
more feisty than a curious deer.
They're quiet for awhile, but she can see he's troubled.
Silvia, am I blind for good, do
She takes his hand in hers.
No, Danny, the vision normally
comes back in a week or so.
Well, good enough, now we can
catch us some fish, or do you eat
them awful crackers full time?
SEVEN DAYS LATER:
Silvia holds his hand and carefully guides him on a deer
path, around rocks and fallen logs.
He starts laughing and can't stop.
You told me about that rock and
that log there, every day, now.
I didn't want you to trip.
I know, I ain't laughing at you.
It's just ... I know these paths
like the back of my own hand. I
can run 'em at night, no problem.
She pulls her hand from his.
Why didn't you tell me this?
Because I like holdin' your hand
and I like seein' you smile.
I ain't been a gentleman. I'm a
right fast healer ... I could
see, again, four days ago.
She turns her back on him, but doesn't walk away.
Anything else you need to tell
No I don't. But I already feel
lower than a woodlouse on a
rotten log. I sure am sorry.
She faces him again and tries a stern look, with moderate
You could just ask to hold my
That's the thing I should have
So ... ask.
I see ... you mean ... Silvia,
She kisses him.
She kisses him again.
One more time. This time he kisses her back.
Yes, Danny, you may hold my hand.
Embers from a small camp fire, glow in the sill, warm night.
On one side Silvia sleeps, on the other Danny wakes and
He moves twenty feet away and falls backwards.
He lands, softly, on dusty ground on a sunny morning.
SUPER: "LIMA PERU 1935 AD"
He dusts himself off and heads for the shops.
EXT. FOREST - MORNING
SUPER: "WESTERN CANADA, 1014 AD - ALTERNATE TIME LINE"
Silvia watches Danny float down the last fifty feet and make
a soft landing. He's holding a large, cloth sack on his
She looks down at him, then helps him up.
Been shopping, I see.
I'm right tired of fish.
The remains of a meal, including actual dishes surrounds the
camp fire. A small music player, with a tiny, tinny speaker,
quietly plays a soft song.
Silvia, in a new dress and Danny in fresh clothes dance
slowly, holding each other close. She leans in and whispers
in his ear.
I love you.
He stiffens, stands up ram-rod straight, walks to the camp
fire and rifles through the cloth sack.
She watches, confused, but before she can react, he rushes
back and drops on one knee.
I love you too, Silvia Hernandez.
I'd be right happy if you'd honor
me and be my wife.
We just met a week ago.
I met you over maybe a thousand
years ago, then all over time,
all around the world, just
thinkin' I was dreamin' until-*
-Yes. Yes, I'll be your wife,
She allows him put a ring on her finger.
He stands up. They embrace and kiss.