Displacement Page #2

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Of course there is one

other explanation.

- Don't start.

- (Josh) Okay, grief and guilt...

- ...can cause a lot--

- I'm not guilty...

...of anything, Josh.

At least not yet anyway.

Look, maybe you need to let it go, Cass.

Okay? You can't keep

spinning in regret...

- ...all your life.

- Watching your mother die...

...kind of changes you forever, Josh.

There wasn't even time

to grant her final wish.

I was too busy doing

whatever else it was...

...that I was doing.

She wanted to see the ocean...

...one last time.

I couldn't even give her that.

And don't even get me started

on my bastard father.

(Dr. Miles) So--

Brian.

(Cassie) My boyfriend.

(Dr. Miles) Yes.

Our anniversary.

(Dr. Miles) Very good.

What else?

Someone's breaking the rules.

Which rules?

You know.

(Dr. Miles)

You tell me about that.

What's it matter?

Done is done, there's no changing it.

Well, that's rather agnostic

for a quantum theorist.

Okay.

So let's go back to the hotel.

What was Brian really doing there?

Stealing from me.

Why would he do that?

Schoolwork.

What kind of schoolwork?

Physics.

Quantum entanglement.

And?

Particle pairs.

Very good.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Proximity effect.

Probability diffraction.

Particle pairs destroy themselves...

...in a vacuum almost instantaneously.

Makes time travel impossible.

(Dr. Miles)

But what if there was a way...

...to stabilize that vacuum?

Align the pairs.

No.

It's too dangerous.

It would cause a doomsday event.

And no one's figured out...

...how to do it yet.

Ah.

But someone has.

[music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

(Josh) What?

It's just that guy

at the counter keeps staring...

...over here, it's freaking me out.

(Josh) You want me to go talk to him?

(Cassie) No, no, no.

I'm probably just being paranoid.

I just.. I feel like someone

is messing with me.

Maybe you're messing

with yourself, Cass.

What is that supposed to mean?

"I'm not guilty

of anything yet."

What's that supposed to mean?

I still feel his blood

on my hands, Josh.

It's horrible.

(Josh) Why would someone kill Brian?

(Cassie) I don't know.

It doesn't make any sense.

Maybe I am losing it.

You sure you're okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm--

I'm just gonna go

to the little girls' room.

[music playing]

(Cassie coughing)

[music playing]

Oh, my God.

(Josh) Thank you.

Thank you.

Okay. Okay this is really

freaking me out.

This is on the mirror in there.

Somebody's idea of graffiti?

This is my handwriting, Josh.

I don't know what this is, Cass.

Look, maybe you're suffering...

...from some kind of fugue state, okay?

Or delirium, or something, okay?

I--

Thanks for the tea.

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