Time After Time Page #4

clear, you'll have a check in a week.

I don't have a week.

I don't believe you exist.

But if you do, I need your help.

Just let me stay the night...

...and I'll be on my way in the

morning. I won't trouble you again.

I'm sorry. We're closing now.

Utopia.

200. 300. 400.

There you are, sir.

May I help you?

I'd like to see the foreign

currency officer.

- You're looking at him.

- You?

Surely there must be a gentleman?

Don't be a chauvinist. It's taken

me three years to get here.

Don't you believe in women's

liberation?

Women's liberation.

I'm sorry. I meant no disrespect.

In fact, I was all for it,

so I shouldn't complain.

You were all for it?

What changed your mind?

Nothing.

I don't know whether you can help me.

- May I help you?

- Thank you.

I'm certainly willing for you to try.

I'm looking for an Englishman who may

have tried to exchange money.

I'll say.

Then he was here?

Yesterday, big as life.

With a money belt that was bigger.

Must've weighed a ton. A friend?

We were traveling together,

and now I've lost him.

- His name was John Leslie Stevenson.

- That's him.

I wanted him to open an account but

he only cashed a few hundred dollars.

You wouldn't happen to know

what's become of him?

He asked me to recommend a hotel.

- An hotel?

- I sent him to the Hyatt Regency.

- Hyatt Regency?

- Yeah.

Oh, thank you.

You here on a visit?

Tourist type thing?

If you don't know anyone,

let me show you around.

We San Franciscans are pretty

proud of this old town.

Well...

...yes, perhaps that might be nice.

It's your option. You've got the card.

Give me a ring. My name's Amy.

- A ring?

- You know:

My number's on the card.

- What's your name?

- Herbert...

...Wells.

What was that?

That was a very cute man.

That was a pickup.

- Against bank rules.

- I don't care.

At least he's not gay.

Plus, I love the way he talks.

How about that suit? Early American.

He'll be back.

- What's up, doc?

- Pardon?

Where to?

Could you take me, as quickly

as possible, to the Hyatt...?

- Who is it?

- Your breakfast, sir.

- Bless my soul.

- May I come in?

Certainly, certainly.

You were literally the last person

on earth I expected to see.

There was no way to prevent the

machine's return. I lack the key.

- No.

- You do manage to find the nerve...

...after I tested

your machine for you.

How did you manage to track me down?

That was brilliant.

We'll add detective to your list

of accomplishments.

You're a regular Sherlock Holmes.

I'm not here to engage

in idle banter, Stevenson.

You've used me and my machine

to escape justice.

I must congratulate you on the device.

At dinner the other century,

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