BRISBY ROBINSON
I need a micro sealer, Martin, please?

MARTIN ROBINSON
Be right back.

He released his hold on the rope and lowered himself to the
ground. He stared into the giant tool box, looking for a micro
sealer.
He lifted his wrist recorder to his mouth - he was falling
behind in
his narration.

MARTIN ROBINSON
After much deliberation, the space hostage Martin Robinson has
decided
to accept his new role as crucial member of the ship's crew.
The
Robinsons, after all, can obviously use his help and...

Out of the corner of his eye, Martin spotted Gurgi. The
ape-like creature was headed for the portal.

MARTIN ROBINSON
Gurgi - stop! Gurgi, wait.

GURGI
Don't worry master. I won't go anywhere, just curious about
these
strange portals. <He stopped at the edge. Sniffed loudly,
then started
inhaling gulps of air from the other side>

MARTIN ROBINSON
Gurgi! Come away from there now!

GURGI
Wha...? <Then he tripped and stumbled headfirst through the
portal>
YIIIIIIIIIE! <He vanished through to the other side>

MARTIN ROBINSON
Gurgi - wait! <He dropped the micro sealer and ran after
him>

Timmothy held a radiation tracker in front of him as he and
Dr.
Ninjara Smith walked through a field of alien wildflowers. It
was so
easy to move from one time period to another, Timmy thought.
Walking
through the portal was just like walking into the mall back
home. Only
much cooler. The tracker began beeping loudly.

TIMMOTHY ROBINSON
I've got a fix on the beacon Dad has on his suit.

NINJARA SMITH
Oh wow, I can hardly contain my excitement.

TIMMOTHY ROBINSON
Wow, that's Mom's favorite color. <He pointed to a purple
flower> Maybe
I should pick one for her.

NINJARA SMITH
This isn't a nature walk, Timmy.

The rumbling underground got louder and louder all of a
sudden.
The breeze across the field turned into a strong, gusty
wind.
Suddenly, the air in the distance began to twist, and a
rushing
distortion swept towards them. The purple flowers began growing
at
rapid speed - as if a whole lifetime were occuring right before
their
eyes. The vixen's eyes go wide, mouth open in scream.

NINJARA SMITH
It's a time warp! Run, child, run! <She turned and tried to
outrun the
warp, Timmy following her>

Then the Sith Lord glanced up...where was Timmothy? She
began
looking and calling out to him.

NINJARA SMITH
Timmy?, Timmy?...TIMMY! <Yells louder>

Then she saw his head come up from the other side of the
portal.
The boy-mouse was staring around him, everything on this side
appeared
older. It looked sort of burned out, and desolate - the way a
forest
did after a wildfire.

TIMMOTHY ROBINSON
Cool! <He turned to the vixen and called> It's okay Doc.
It's just
another door to the future, much like walking through a doorway
into
another room.

NINJARA SMITH
Interesting. <Gets funny look on her face>

TIMMOTHY ROBINSON <Scans area with tracker>
Dad's signal is this way. Come on, Dr. Ninjara!

NINJARA SMITH
Did I ever mention that I loathe children? I'm going to regret
this oh
well, here goes. <And she stepped through the portal to the
other side>

Suddenly her foot hit against a rock - or what seemed to be
a
rock. When Ninjara looked down, she saw a cluster of gray
stones. She
knelt down, clearing the brush around the area. Suddenly she
heard a
strange voice, repeating over and over like a recording. The
vixen
picked up a mini-recorder wrist-watch, the voice clearly that of
Martin
Robinson droning on and on. Then she noticed the gray stones
were
actually headstones - or gravemarkers for 3 graves. Each one had
a name
on it. She brushed the debris and branches off the headstones
and
stared in wide-eyed amazement at the names. Brisby, Jenny,
Martin. It
was then that Timmothy called to her from behind, and she turned
to see
him staring at her, a curious look on his face.

TIMMOTHY ROBINSON
What did you find?

NINJARA SMITH
N-nothing. <She quickly covers the gravestones> I stubbed
my toe, that
is all.

TIMMOTHY ROBINSON
Hey, what's that I hear? That sound? <Hears the recorded
voice>

NINJARA SMITH
Come on Timmy. No time to dawdle, this is nothing for a boy like
you to
see. Let's move along. Try to find your dad's location.

She stood up, pushing Timmothy foreward. So, she thought,
following Tim along the path. The Robinsons were going to perish
in the
future after all, just as she had planned.

Martin shoved a tangle of vines out of his way.

MARTIN ROBINSON
Gurgi? <He yelled> Gurgi! Where are you?

Martin crawled across a rocky bridge to a cavern cut into
the
crater wall. He thought he heard something familiar. Gurgi
was
standing in the clearing outside a cave, yelling excitedly.

MARTIN ROBINSON
Gurgi, you can't just run off like that! I was so worried,
I...

GURGI
Master quickly, look what Gurgi found! <Reacts in horror>
AAAAAAAAAAH!

MARTIN ROBINSON
Whoooooooooah! <Shields his face & eyes>

A giant creature dropped off the cavern above, nearly
landing
right on Martin! He crouched down, covering his head as a shower
of
dust rained down on him. He stared at the giant pair of legs
planted in
front of him. They were furry-looking, just-just like Gurgi's!
Martin
slowly stood up. If he was going to die, he could at least be
brave
about it. He looked up at the creature towering above him.

MARTIN ROBINSON
Holy s***...What in the h***? <Eyes wide, mouth drops
open>

It was just like Gurgi - only about a 100-times larger! The
creature was twice as tall as Martin. But it didn't look nearly
as
friendly as his little Gurgi. Wherever this planet and whenever
the
time period - Gurgis grew an entirely different size here! Gurgi
was
hopping up and down excitedly, as if he had found a lost big
brother.

GURGI
Yeah, yah! Gurgi found a new friend!

Martin reached out to hold his pet, to protect him. But
before
he could pick him up, Gurgi suddenly yelled angrilly and leaped
into the
giant creature's arms!

GURGI
Hey! Give that back! You stole that from Gurgi, give it back
now!

MARTIN ROBINSON
Gurgi, no!

That was when he noticed the old, tattered red ribbon around
the
creature's neck. Gurgi was reaching for it, matching it to the
small
red ribbon around his own neck.

MARTIN ROBINSON <Confused>
Matching ribbons? But how? I gave him that ribbon - it's not
genetic.

He waited for the big ape-creature to toss Gurgi onto the
ground, to kill him. But the creature was looking at its twin
double
with as much kindness as Gurgi usually looked at Martin. Then
the giant
ape-creature took a step toward Martin. It held out a furry
paw.
Martin shrank back. Did it want to shake hands? It touched his
cheek.
Then gently, it ran its paw across his face. Then it spoke.

GIANT GURGI
PRETTY BOY. NICE BOY, GOOD MASTER.

Martin nearly keeled over - half from relief, and half from
confusion. How did he know that? Martin wondered. Was Gurgi
here
before???

Justin stared at the next portal waiting in front of them.
Each
time he and Brutus crossed one of them, the terrain become
more
desolate. He was starting to think they were heading for the
point in
time when the planet would self-destruct.

JUSTIN ROBINSON
We keep going further into the future. The question is, how
much
further do we want to go? Even if we do find the radioactive
material,
I'm worried we might not get back to the present.

BRUTUS WEST <Frowns>
I know. And I also know I don't like this. I'm not used to
worrying
about the people I leave behind.

Justin checked his monitor. They were getting closer to the
material. At least they were going in the right direction.
Brutus
pointed to a rock wall ahead of them.

BRUTUS WEST
That would be one great climb.

JUSTIN ROBINSON
Yeah, too bad we don't have time right now. <He glanced down
at his
tracker, then at the wall> Oh no.

BRUTUS WEST
Oh no? That dosen't sound good.

JUSTIN ROBINSON
I am such a idiot. The signal we've been tracking all this time
is the
Discovery 2's radioactive core reflecting off these rocks. Not
the
actual material itself, which is what we need. Just the
reflection of
it. We're going in the wrong direction.

BRUTUS WEST
Speaking of reflections, look at that sir.

He pointed to something on the ground that was glinting in
the
sun. He pried a large metal fragment out of the ground and
examined it.

BRUTUS WEST
This came from the Discovery 2. <Points to the readable
logo>

Justin studied the fragment and ran his hand over the
decaying
surface.

JUSTIN ROBINSON
But this metal is decades old. It dosen't make sense.

BRUTUS WEST
What king of nightmare is this? Where in the galaxy are we?

JUSTIN ROBINSON
No, Sergant. The question is, when are we?

Brutus didn't have a chance to answer. He was suddenly
struck
hard in the back with a plasma charge. It sent him flying into
the
dirt, facefirst. Justin hit the ground, rolling on the dusty
terrain.
He grabbed his phaser and crouched behind a rocky mound of dirt.
He
fired a few laser shots, then crawled up to see who - or what -
was
attacking them. He barely glimped the Terminator's shape before
he was
shot. As he fell, the last thing that went through his mind
was.

JUSTIN ROBINSON
What Terminator? He was destroyed in the probe ship! <Then
blackness
crashed down upon him>

Timmothy sighed, looking up at the evening sky. He and
Ninjara
had been walking for what seemed like hours. They'd crossed so
many
portals, he'd lost track. Now they were in the middle of a
desert, and
the two suns were setting.

TIMMOTHY ROBINSON
I feel like we got turned around somewhere. I don't know if
we're going
in the right direction.

NINJARA SMITH
Just follow your father's signal junior.

Timmy kept walking. They were heading straight for a series
of
craters. Just as he topped the rise, he saw something that froze
his
blood, and he swore out loud.

TIMMOTHY ROBINSON
Oh s***.

NINJARA SMITH <Scolds him>
A young boy like you should not swear.

TIMMOTHY ROBINSON <Points>
LOOK!

Ninjara looked. She too gasped in shock, eyes wide and then
the
vixen swore also.

NINJARA SMITH
Oh! S*** indeed.

Timmothy began running towards the wrecked hull, closely
followed by the vixen. He stopped, panting to catch his breath
and
stared at the wreck before him. It wasn't just any spacecraft
lying
there. It was the Discovery 2! And it didn't look anything like
it did
when they had left it, hours earlier.