2:22 (2017) Script

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(PLANE ENGINES ROAR)

DYLAN : (VOICEOVER) When you fly above New York at night it's like you're looking down at millions of stars.

And each star could be the life of a person who calls this great city home.

My dad told me that people have always looked at the patterns of the stars to predict what was going to happen in their lives, and if you could understand those patterns, you'd be able to know what was gonna happen before anyone else did.

The last time we saw each other he told me that each star's light has taken decades to reach us and how it always burns brightest right before it dies.

So now, whenever a distant star lights up, I always feel like somewhere, somehow, someone's life is about to end.


(INDISTINCT PA ANNOUNCEMENTS)

MAN : (OVER PA) The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

WOMAN : I've missed you.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(LAUGHTER)

(SCREAMS)

(PEOPLE SCREAM)

(BABY CRIES)

MAN : Stop it right there! Put down your weapon!

(GUNFIRE)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

(ALARM BEEPS)

DYLAN : (VOICEOVER) Ever had a dream that felt real?

So real, you thought you were awake.

MAN : (ON TV) Tonight, New Yorkers have the opportunity to see a highly unusual event above our city.

Ashley Gains reports.

ASHLEY : For the next two weeks, we will be able to witness a star going nova.

The distant star, known as Hamil, actually died 30 years ago but it has taken that long for the light to reach us, so that...

(KETTLE WHISTLES)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

(HORN HONKS)

Morning, Nicky. Hey.

MAN : Taxi?

(HORN HONKS)

MAN : Hey!

(SIREN WAILS)

(LAUGHTER)

WOMAN : You sure about that? Yeah, look.

(JACKHAMMER CLATTERS) MAN : Alright!

(BEEPS)

WOMAN : (OVER PA) This is a non-Rockaway-bound A Train.


(BEEPS)

DYLAN : (VOICEOVER) I like order. It somehow soothes me.

Even in the stressful world of air traffic control.

For me, it's a game to find order in the chaos.

AA 7349, wind 360 at 15.

Line up Runway 4 left, clear for take-off.

Good day to you, sir.

PILOT : (OVER RADIO) 7349, clear for take-off.

Good day right back at you, sir.

A lot of metal in the air today, people.

Let's focus, alright?

HA 399 taxi via Delta, Alpha and hold short of Juliet.

CA 135, contact Tower 23.9 PILOT : (OVER RADIO) Contacting Tower 23.9.

She's all yours, buddy.

PILOT : (OVER RADIO) CA 135, awaiting final runway clearance.

CA 135, line up Runway 23 right. Clear for take-off.

Contact departures 35 zero one zero point.

PILOT : CA 135 clear for take-off.

WOMAN : Okay, here's the first lot of 10 downstairs that are going to be jammed up for the next half-hour.

I know you love a bit of chaos.

(SOFT BEEPING)

EA 39, square the base, reduce to minimum speed now.

PILOT : EA 39 squaring the base, reducing to minimum speed.

Pulling her right back.

Don't make me look bad.

You send that metal bitch around and you owe 10 bucks to the drinking fund.

PILOT : Awaiting final landing instructions.


DYLAN : (VOICEOVER) Three, two, one, CA 135 takes off...

UA 39 lands.

Damn!

Attaboy.

Okay, we all know that he never comes out.

But the poor bastard's about to turn 30 in two weeks and God knows when we'll lure him out for another drink.

Here's to the end of youth, pal.

We love you, Dyl.

Wow. I don't.

Thanks, you guys.

Especially Inky for those incredibly moving words.

I'm a sentimental guy.

Who's up for a smoke?

Ooh, you talked me into it.

Bill?

Hey, I thought you'd quit.

Oh, yeah, I did. Many times.

WOMAN : Bill! I hear you!

You wanna get some air?

Sure.

So, happy birthday.

Mm! Really?

Mm-hm. It's one of those?

Mm-hm.

So, our tradition continues, huh?

You bet it does.

Aerial ballet?

Is that something you can't handle?

It's fine.

Great. Yep.

And you're coming with me. No, I'm not.

Why not? Definitely not.

Well, I'm... I'm seeing someone... who is quite normal. It makes for a nice change.

Ha! Mm.

Guess we were never right for each other, were we?

No, not even close.

Seriously, who am I supposed to bring to this thing?

I don't know.

But I hope you find her one day.

(ALARM BEEPS)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

DYLAN : (VOICEOVER) They say people are unpredictable.

But really, we all love routine.

Morning, Nicky. Hey.

(HORN HONKS)

DYLAN : (VOICEOVER) Me? I like seeing patterns.

Patterns in everyday routines.

TV : Astrological experts have not seen such intense activity...

(JACKHAMMER CLATTERS)

(WOMEN LAUGH)

Can I help you?!

Hey, people, come on. Let's clear these boards.

What's going on?

YA 950, hold short 22 right. You're number two to go.

PILOT : YA 950 holding short, 22 right.

PILOT 2: AA 41 awaiting final take-off instructions.

DYLAN : AA 41, winds 010 at 10, clear for take-off, Runway 4 left.

PILOT : AA 41 cleared for take-off, Runway 4 left.

(TONE PLAYS OVER PA)

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Sir, you need to fasten your seatbelt.

Thank you.

OVER PA : This is your Captain speaking.

Due to cloud cover over the tri-state area we may experience slight turbulence leading into our descent.

QA 856, departure 23, 9. Good day to you, sir.

PILOT : QA 856, good day right back to you, mate.

BILL : That Yankee's your bird, right?

Mm-hm. You wanna tell him something?

GA 1165, 787 rolling. Caution with turbulence.

Wind 312, clear to land Runway 31 left.

SA 841, prepare for final landing clearance.

PILOT : SA 841 preparing for final landing clearance.

Prepare for landing.

OVER PA : Cabin crew, prepare for landing.

GA 950, line up runway 22 right. Clear for take-off.

PILOT : GA 950, lining up 22 right. Clear for take-off.


(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Dylan! What?

You didn't hold 'em? Yankee? Ah...

Dude, what are you doing?

PILOT : Kennedy Tower, are we still clear to land?

(BEEPING)

PILOT : Kennedy Tower, are we still...

I want you to get Yankee to abort. Get 'em the hell out of here.

Dylan!

(BEEPING) (AIR CONTROLLERS ARGUE)

BILL : Tell him to pull up!

SA 841, clear to land.

Clear to land. GA 950, punch it.

WOMAN : Oh, my God!

(PASSENGERS GASP AND EXCLAIM)

INKY : (CHUCKLES) Wicked!

Oh, my God!

PILOT : Can someone, anyone, please respond?

BILL : GA 950...

(CLOCK TICKING)

WOMAN : Your father was a pilot.

Retired air force, yes.

You graduated top of your class at NYU.

Mm-hm. It was a great day for my dad.

You got your pilot's license, so why are you landing commercial jets and not flying them like he did?

Because I'm not him.

I only aced those tests because they were based on a rotating series of algorithmic patterns.

You see patterns?

I guess.

But just not today.

You're suspended, pending a full board review.

How long?

Four weeks and a board review.

I'm sorry, Dyl.

It could have been worse. It should have been worse.

I almost killed 900 people.


(PLANE ENGINES ROAR)

DYLAN : Emirates 433.

(TIRES SCREECH) (HORN HONKS)

MAN : What are you doin'?

MAN : (OVER PA) The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

(INDISTINCT PA ANNOUNCEMENTS)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

WOMAN : (OVER PA) Your attention, please.

Safety is our first priority.

Please remain calm.


(SINGING) # You were alone #

# Left out in the cold #

# Clinging to the ruin of your broken home #

# Too lost and hurting to carry your load #

# We all need someone to hold #

(ETHEREAL SYNTHS)

# We all need someone to stay #

# Hear you, falling and lonely, cry out #

# Will you fix me up? #

# Will you show me hope? #

# So turn it off #

# Why don't you let them go? #

# We all need someone to stay #

# Hear you, falling and lonely, cry out #

# Will you fix me up? #

# Will you show me hope? #

# At the end of the day we're helpless #

# Can you keep me close? #

# Can you love me? #

# Ah-ah #

# Ah #

# Hear you, falling and lonely, cry out #

# Can you fix me up? #

# Can you show me hope? #

# At the end of the day we're helpless #

# Can you keep me close? #

# Can you love me most? #

(APPLAUSE)


Um, hi.

I'm sorry.

There you go.

Thank you.

Hey, maybe next time you can try the one with the dancing mice and the fairies.

The Nutcracker.

Yeah, that one.

I'm Dylan. Did you like...

Uh... (CHUCKLES)

Did you enjoy the aerial ballet?

Yeah, I loved it.

It was incredible.

You seem surprised.

It's my first time at the ballet.

A friend kind of dared me to go.

Would you like a drink?

Uh...

Or not.

I'd prefer to get out of here... actually.

With me?

Yeah.

Oh, that's great! (LAUGHS)

I'm Sarah - in case you wanted to know my name.

Well, I kinda wanted to know.

Come on.

SARAH : So your first time? DYLAN : Yeah.

Wasn't what I expected.

SARAH : No bulging tights.

Oh, mercifully no.

(LAUGHS) It was more... more epic.

Or... um, intimate.

Or... both.

Yeah, or both. I don't know.

You know, it kind of reminded me of this feeling I'd get as a kid.

I'd wait until everyone had gone to bed, and then I'd climb on to the roof to look at the stars.

Because my Dad was a pilot, so whenever I saw a flashing star, I'd pretend it was him flying across the sky and I knew he'd be looking down at me.

And if I was really lucky, I'd see a shooting star and I'd wish he'd come home.

Oh. I love that.

Did you ever want to do that?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah? Yeah, I did.

Okay. Then why are you not a pilot?

Because I'm afraid to fly. (LAUGHS)

Really? Didn't really work.

(SARAH LAUGHS)

Wow. DYLAN : Scared to death.

SARAH : Right.

Tell me something about you. What do you do?

I... I work at the Howard Pace Gallery downtown.

Totally would have guessed that.

SARAH : No! Really? Mm-hm.

Well, it's funny. I never...

I don't know, I never saw myself working in an art gallery.

Well, what did you want to be?

A dancer.

DYLAN : The other day at work, I made a mistake.

I lost my flow.

And, um... you know, there was... there was one plane that was about to land, and another one about to take off.

Something happened.

I nearly killed 900 people.

The plane that was coming in... what flight was it?

AS841 from O'Hare.

Are you okay?

That was my flight.

DYLAN : What?

I was on that flight.

Oh, I... I nearly killed you.

No. You saved me.

MAN : Sorry, guys. We're closing.

DYLAN : Um... no.

Can we get one more drink? SARAH : Yeah. Just...

I know we only just met, but doesn't it...

DYLAN : Feel like we've known each other forever?

(SARAH LAUGHS)

I was actually going to say it feels a little more intense than your typical first date.

I had a really good time tonight.

(HORNS HONKING IN THE DISTANCE)

# All I'm saying is #

# You're home #

# You'll never be alone #

# You're home #

# You'll never be alone #

# You're home #

# Hope you find your way home #

How are you doing? Oh, yeah, I'm great.

Did you want to help me out, or...

You know, you're not actually creating the art.

You're just doing the background.

It's all about the background, Sarah.

(LAUGHS) Okay.

Major rendering meltdown.

Howard, stop texting me.

Jonas! How's my favorite mad artist this morning?

I'm trying to create and you're stressing me out.

Well, just make it incredible.

Because art is that easy.

SARAH : Okay. Hey.

I suppose you want a coffee too?

JONAS : Soy latte with an extra shot?

Thank you.

BENNY : Don't worry about me, guys. I'm on a cleanse.

How was it? The ballet?

It was beautiful. It was, um...

Yeah, it was... it was really nice.

It wasn't anything religious, but...

Bullshit - it was religious.

You're glowing.

(LAUGHS)

Thank you.

Um... Okay!

It looks good.

(PLANE OVERHEAD)

DYLAN : Emirates 443.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

WOMAN : Hello. Is Dylan Branson there?

Yeah?

WOMAN : Is this Dylan Branson of 818 East 12th Street?

(TIRES SCREECH) (HORN HONKS)

MAN 1 : Hey! What the hell is wrong with you, man?

You cut me off!

MAN 2 : I can't believe this shit! MAN 1 : Are you kidding me?

I'm cruising down my bike lane and you come clip me off?

MAN 2 : Pick up your bike and get on your way.

Uh, I'm sorry. Who's this?

WOMAN : Regina Jones from Grand Central.

Yep. It was found on the subway last night.

It's your lucky day. Thanks.

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

MAN : I've missed you.

(CHILDREN CHATTER)

WOMAN : Bobby, stay in line!

(ELECTRICITY FLICKERING)

(PEOPLE MURMUR WORRIEDLY)

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

(GASPING AND SCREAMING)

REGINA : (OVER PA) Please remain calm.

(SONG ON STEREO) # We thought we lost you #

# We thought we lost you #

# We thought we lost you #

# Welcome back #

Hi.

I'm sorry. Did I, uh...

Hi.

Oh.

Oh...

God, that looked so much better when I picked it.

It actually had petals.

Okay. Yeah. DYLAN : I'm sorry.

SARAH : No, no, no, no!

I want it. It's, uh...

It... it... it smells great.

(SONG ON STEREO) # More than begun #

# These adventures in solitude never done #

Hey, would you like to do dinner again?

# We send the same... #

I...

It's a little early, don't you think?

# We thought we lost you... #

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

SARAH : So do you want the short story or the long?

DYLAN : No, short. SARAH : Okay.

DYLAN : I don't got all day. SARAH : (LAUGHS) Okay. Okay.

Um... well, I started dancing when I was seven... and for me, it was really kind of the only thing that really, like, felt like me, you know?

And halfway through my senior year, I got offered an apprenticeship at the New York City Ballet...

DYLAN : Mm-hm? ...which of course I took.

Six months into being there, I, um...

I landed awkwardly on a jump that I had done a hundred times before... and I busted my knee.

I shredded two ligaments.

And, um... Wow.

I don't know. It was over.

You know what?

Stuff like that...

I think it all happens for a reason.

If it's meant to be, it's meant to be. Can I have that?

The paper? Yeah.

Watch this.

I guess I'm the pilot that can't fly.

You're the dancer that can't dance.

(SONG ON THE PHONE) # Don't put your eyes down #

Or can you?

# You're not to blame #

# I know there are... #

SARAH : What? DYLAN : Come on.

# Stories #

SARAH : (LAUGHS) What are you doing? DYLAN : What does it look like?

So come and help me out.

Come on -just don't leave me standing here.

Come on. No.

Come on. Put it down. Oh, God.

Wait.

Oh, I don't think I'm ready for this.

Come on.

# Holding on #

(BOTH LAUGH)

You see it?

Wow.

# Oh-oh-oh #

# So you know it all #

# Then it's gone #

# Grow, grow #

# If you never try, you'll never know #

# Grow, grow #

(GENTLE PIANO)

# Ooh, ooh-ooh #

# Throw your arms out #

# And grow your heart out #

# Throw your arms out #

# And grow your heart out #

# Throw your arms out #

# And grow your heart out #

# Grow, grow #

DYLAN : What time do you work today?

SARAH : Three hours ago.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Yeah.

DYLAN : What's this?

SARAH : This?

It's pretty.

Thanks. It's cool.

A friend made it for me for my birthday.

A friend?

(WHISPERS) A boyfriend.

An ex-boyfriend. Oh, thank God.

That's good. I know.

That's the good news. I know.

He's actually...

I don't think you're going to like this very much, but... he is actually the artist who's showing at the gallery.

Oh, I love it. That's great.

SARAH : It's great.

I just better make sure I do something that competes.

Oh, okay. When is your birthday?

Next week. The 18th.

Are you kidding?

No. Why?

18th? Yeah.

What year? 1986.

No, seriously? 1986?

Yes! April 18th?

1986. That's nuts.

That's my birthday. Oh, whatever.

I swear. Okay.

I swear. You are out of control.

I swear!

We're both turning 30 next week.

I don't believe you.

(TIRES SCREECH) (HORN HONKS)

(SMASH) You're a liar.

MAN : Hell! What is the matter with you?

WOMAN : Oh, do you have eyes?

Can you drive? MAN : How did you...

It doesn't matter! WOMAN : It does matter.

MAN : Why were you in the road?

Wow. That's the third day in a row.

BENNY : Sarah, question.

Too much? No, I love it.

Are we good to do tech checks?

Do I look like we're good to do tech checks?

Jonas, we open Friday night. I'm not doing it cold.

It'll be ready.

Why do you always do this to me?

Because you love it.

BENNY : Okay, I'm bored now.

You smell good.

It's the pheromones. Benny!

She's in love.

No, she's not in love.

BENNY : She's definitely in lust.

Guys, stop!

You are, aren't you?

I don't want to talk about it.

We are not even close to being ready.

I'm happy for you.

No, you're not.

Just hope he knows how lucky he is.

(PHONE CHIMES)

(HORN HONKS)

(INDISTINCT TAXI DISPATCH CHATTER)

DRIVER : (HONKS HORN) Come on!

(TIRES SCREECH) (HORN HONKS)

WOMAN : Yeah, I've seen them, you know.

(TIRES SCREECH)

MAN : Hey, man, why didn't you stop?

Which way are you going?

No worry. Is faster.

WOMAN : (LAUGHS) Yeah.

No. MAN : Can I help you with that?

Um... don't go this way, okay?

We're heading towards Grand Central.

No, is good. No, no - let's not do this.

Just stop the cab.

What your problem?

Just stop the cab, okay? DRIVER : No yelling!

Stop the cab and let me out, please!

(TIRES SCREECH)

No yelling! I tell you no yelling at me!

(HORN HONKS)


MAN : Okay. Help 'em out! Give me a hand!

Okay, pull!

Hey, buddy - you Okay?

Hey, let me help you out.

(HIGH PITCH RINGING)

(MUFFLED SOUNDS)

Hey, somebody call an ambulance!

Ah!


SARAH : Hey.

Take this off.

DYLAN : This is going to sound ridiculous, okay?

But I... I keep seeing the same people for three days in a row, at Grand Central.

A businessman reads a newspaper.

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

DYLAN : A couple hugs.

MAN : I've missed you.

DYLAN : There's, uh...

And these kids are crossing the concourse.

One drops something.

For three days in a row, a pregnant woman under the clock.

It's...

At exactly 2:22.

Boom.

WOMAN : (OVER PA) Your attention, please.

Your safety is our first priority.

Please remain calm.

SARAH : You're okay.

MAN : Taxi?

Morning, Nicky. How you doin'?

(ALARM BEEPS)


DYLAN : (VOICEOVER) Every little thing matters.

A drop of water.

A dead bug.

(PLANE ENGINE APPROACHES)

A plane flies overhead at 11:15.

It's all part of some kind of pattern.

(SIREN)

(WOMAN LAUGHS)

MAN : Can I help you with that? WOMAN : Thank you.

(JACKHAMMER) MAN : Step back!

(GLASS BREAKS)

(MAN SPEAKS OVER PA INDISTINCTLY)

(MAN SPEAKS OVER THE RADIO)

(MAN SPEAKS OVER THE RADIO)

MAN : GA 554, taxi, Papa, November, Alpha.

DYLAN : I think I'm losing it.

INKY : They're shrinks. They're paid to think you're losing it.

Yeah, things are happening to me, Inky.

Things that cannot possibly be explained.

What can I do?

I don't know.

Nothing.

Call me, yeah?

Yeah.

We'll do something on your birthday.

Only three days left, Dyl.

Make the most of 'em.

(ALARM BEEPS)

(WATCH TICKS)

(READS) "9:10. Drip."

(SCOFFS) Not today.

Drip?

(LAUGHS) Really?

Drip!

Five, four, three, two...

(TRAFFIC NOISES)

(HELICOPTER APPROACHES)

(TRAFFIC NOISES) (GLASS BREAKS)

What the fuck?

(TRAFFIC) (JACKHAMMER)

(SIREN)

(TIRES SCREECH)

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

WOMAN : I've missed you.

(CHILDREN CHATTER AND LAUGH)

MAN : Hey, there you are.

Yep.

Alright, can I lead you over to...

You can tell me what you think.

Have you seen him?

No, okay. He is on the move. Yep.

Lovely to meet you. Nice to meet you.

Ladies and gentlemen, we're all here to experience the work of one of our most exciting contemporary artists -

Mr. Jonas Edman, with his latest tribute to this great city.

Tonight I present you the opening of... Convergence.

(APPLAUSE)

Hi.

Hi.

Excuse me, ladies.

Sarah.

Let's go. Hey.

MAN : We're good to go. JONAS : Let's do it.

Okay. Never again.

Showtime. Come on.

Dylan, this is Jonas.

Hi.

Hi.

Okay.

Ready?

Three, two, one... go.

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

JONAS : Nothing is as eternal as a city.

And you are my eternal love, the city of all cities.

Pavemented, walled, lit, jeweled.

Crowded city of beauty.

Of shadows and geometric shapes never ending.


Your windows reflect memories none of us can keep.

Moments, they slip away, a whisper in our sleep.

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

(MUMBLES INDISTINCTLY)

Your arms hold the sky, reflecting in truth.

Where God and men meet in our reverence to you.

Is this some kind of sick joke?

What?

What are you doing? Have you been following me?

What is this? Whoa, attention, bro.

How long have you been doing this?

What is going on here, man? What are you doing?

Dylan! Have you been following me?

What is this? What are you doing?

(GUNSHOT) Jonas!

Why would you do this? Get off me!

Hey, hey, hey! Let him go!

Let go of me! Get off of me!

What are you doing?

Stop.

(SCATTERED APPLAUSE)

Bravo. Bravo.

(APPLAUSE)

I love this, Jonas.

A nice morbid tale to button the exhibit.

I have another amazing interpretation in my gallery, you know.

What?

I love how you blended the victims in so elegantly a moment before the murders.

It's really stunning.

What is he talking about?

I have no idea.

The photograph... of the murder scene.

Come on, time to leave.

What is wrong with you?

What is that?

You know Jonas is the most important artist in this exhibit.

Yes, and he's your ex-boyfriend.

How... How's this possible?

That hologram is the exact replica of what I've been seeing.

This is crazy.

How is this possible?

How does he know?

You know, I can't actually have this conversation right now.

Let yourself out.

Sarah. Sarah.

SARAH : Yeah, I'm so sorry.

I don't know what happened.


(GRUNTS)

SARAH : Dylan, this is Jonas.

(GRUNTS)

WOMAN : (ON TV) The energetic force of the exploding Hamlin will be at its greatest in the next two days.

This is a very rare event...

(GROANS)

WOMAN : ...the massive lifespan of the average star.

(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)


(READS) "Jake Redmond."

Letters to this address.

(READS) "My Dear Jake, I just got your letter and I can't stop grinning from ear to ear."

MAN : (OVER PHONE) Um, Sarah, it's Dylan. Um...

I'm so sorry about last night. I...

This thing with Jonas and the hologram just really got to me.

Please call me, okay?

(PHONE BEEPS)


(SIREN)

MAN : (ON RECORDING) The next stop is Grand Central.

Grand Central.

MAN : Thought you might drop by.

So there's the killer with the gun in his hand.

He shot a woman and a police detective in broad daylight before he was gunned down by the cops.

A tourist from Cleveland took the original photograph...

and the artist has taken that image and... created this piece.

Stay as long as you like.

DYLAN : (READS) "Multiple homicides at Grand Central.

"...criminal Jake Redmond."

(TYPING)

No, not it.

Here it is.

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

(READS IN HIS HEAD) "Jake Redmond.

Born April 18th 1956."

(TIRES SCREECH)

WOMAN : Who is it?

It's Dylan Branson.

We spoke over the phone.

WOMAN : I'll buzz you in.

(DOOR BUZZES)

Where did you get these?

In my apartment.

They were hidden.

And why did you come here?

DYLAN : I don't know.

I feel a connection to her.

WOMAN : You want to talk about connection?

She was my sister.

She was the kindest person.

She had a voice like an angel and she sang at clubs all around town and that's where she met Jake.

She thought he was... funny and clever and sweet.

DYLAN : Newspapers said he was a convicted criminal.

WOMAN : He was never convicted.

The police had to say that to save face.

I still don't know what he was up to.

It was some kind of... insurance scams or racketeering, something like that.

And everyone tried to warn her... the police, her friends and that poor detective who died with her.

DYLAN : Noah Marks. WOMAN : Yeah.

I think he was in love with her, too.

She had that effect on men. She couldn't see it.

She believed that Jake was the love of her life.

Did Jake love her the same way back?

Well, apparently enough to kill her rather than let her go.

Is that what she was doing at Grand Central?

Was she leaving him?

WOMAN : Detective Marks came to see Evie one night.

He told her things about Jake that she never knew.

He was a violent man.

He'd killed a police informer.

She kept saying, "I don't believe it.

Jake would never hurt anyone."

She said they were destined to be together.

Even had the same birthday.

He said Jake was a psycho, that he was dangerous.

And Detective Marks said that... he had a place, somewhere up in, uh...

Millhurst.

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

WOMAN : Yeah. Millhurst.

This is what we found after she...

Take them.

I... I could never bear to read them.

This is all I need to remember her by.


STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

DYLAN : Hey, Sarah, I really need to talk to you.

These patterns, the things I'm seeing, the hologram... us, everything - it's all connected.

Please, call me.


SARAH : For over a week now, he's ended up right here at Grand Central.

What made you do this?

It's Grand Central.

It's iconic New York.

I've been working on this thing for eight months, way before you met your... boyfriend.

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

SARAH : Yeah, but the same people.

I mean, the... the businessman, the couple hugging...

Hey, I've missed you.

SARAH : ...the school children...

...the pregnant woman.

He... he sees them. He sees... the same people. He described all of them.

JONAS : (SCOFFS) The same people?

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

SARAH : Well, not the exact same people but the...

(SIGHS) I don't know, the same type of people.

He... he thinks it's a pattern.

Seriously?

A businessman in a train station is a pattern?

(SIGHS)

I don't know.

You know what they call people who see patterns in everything?

Hi. Can I help you?

Yeah, um... the Millhurst Express.

Bit of news for you.

The Millhurst Express... ain't run for nearly three decades now.

What?

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Poughkeepsie Express is now boarding on track 32.

(CONCERNED MURMURING)

MAN : Look out! (PEOPLE SCREAM)

STATION ANNOUNCER : Your attention please.

Your safety is our first priority.

Please remain calm.


(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(SIGHS) Thanks for coming.

I... I'm...

I'm so sorry, Sarah.

I'm so sorry.

Hey. Hey.

Are you okay?

What's really going on?

(SIGHS)


DYLAN : I... I know what this looks like.

I get it.

How long have you been doing this?

Just a couple of days.

Well... since the day at JFK, really.

It was like I saw the sky cracking open.

I saw right through it.

Now look at this.

His name's Jake Redmond, right?

He was a killer. He was...

I see. And this is Evelyn Mills.

She was a singer.

And they died at Grand Central 30 years ago tomorrow, the day you and I were born.

We're them.

No. Look at this. Look at this.

Look. Look.

I wrote these letters to you.

And you... wrote these to me.

A lifetime ago.

Look. Look at this.

Look at them.

It's all happening again.

No, I... I know. I don't understand.

I... I don't... I don't...

I don't... I don't want to know what is in them.

Your patterns... these letters... they don't mean anything.

They mean everything. You've gotta understand...

No, you need to understand.

It is Grand Central.

I could go there any time of day and find these people if that's what I was looking for.

All these patterns that you think exist... they're just people.

No.

You live in a city of 8 million.

Of course they're going to be doing similar things.

(CAR HORN HONKS) You hear that?

(DOG BARKS)

Dog barking.

(PHONE RINGS) Telephone ringing.

Airplane. Baby crying.

Car horn. (CAR HORN HONKS)

Car horn.

It is New York City and it is all happening.

It is all happening, all of the time.

Please don't do this.

Please.

When I'm with you I feel something so special.

Just stop it.

Don't you get it?

She dies. He kills her.

This is us.

We die tomorrow, Sarah.

We need to end this now for your own good.

SARAH : No.

We can not see each other again.

Don't do this to us. Go!

Please go.


MAN : Can I help you?

(TIRES SCREECH) (HORN HONKS)

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

WOMAN : I've missed you.

MAN : Can I help you with that?


(BUZZ)

Yeah?

SARAH : Hey, it's me.

(BUZZ)

I need to know why Grand Central.

You both have this connection.

It's a coincidence.

He doesn't believe in that.

Or therapy, apparently.

Sarah, this has to stop.

You can't keep doing this to us.

To yourself. It's...

It's destructive.

I'm going to take you away for a few days.

You saw the way he looked at me.

He wanted to kill me.

He is out of control, Sarah.

You're not safe here.

I mean it.

I love him.

I love him so much.

I don't know what it is, we just have this connection.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)


(AIRPLANE FLIES LOUDLY OVERHEAD)

Constellations.

A map of the heavens.


(TV PLAYS)

MAN : (ON TV) ...electromagnetic shifts in the Earth's atmosphere.

(PHONE CHIMES)

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

MAN : (ON TV) Einstein's theory of relativity...

Happy birthday.

MAN : (ON TV) Scientists believe the electromagnetic field around the Earth is being affected by the supernova from the dying star, Hamil.

So more and more we're able to confirm just how alive and effectible our world truly is.

Even an exploding star 30 light years away causes our planet to adjust and react as its light actually reaches us.

Science is starting to...

DYLAN : What am I missing?


MAN : (ON TV) What appears to be a star dying to us now actually happened 30 years ago.

So when we look into the distant night sky we are not just seeing the reaches of the universe, we are quite literally looking back in time itself.

DYLAN : Back in time.

MAN : Can I help you with that?

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

WOMAN : I've missed you.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

(BABY CRYING)

DYLAN : I'm seeing the day I die.


Hey. Hey.

You good?

Yeah.

JFK, please.

(WOMAN LAUGHS)

DYLAN : A woman laughs.

DYLAN : Can I help you with that?

Can I help you with that?

Thank you. Thank you so much.

(BICYCLE BELL RINGS) Bell.

(BELL RINGS)

Follow the bell.

(DOOR SLAMS) DYLAN : Door slams.

(BUZZER SOUNDS)


JONAS : Hey.

A couple of days in Millhurst will do you wonders.


(WOMAN LAUGHS)


(SIGHS)

(WHISPERS) Sarah.

(WHISPERS) No.

Jonas.

You're Noah Marks.

(PHONE RINGS)

Just don't answer it.

Sarah, where are you? Just pick up the phone.

(PHONE BEEPS)

JONAS : Shit.

What?

Our flight's been cancelled.

Change of plan. We're going to Grand Central.

(SIREN WAILS)

DYLAN : Siren.

2:15. Jackhammer. (JACKHAMMER)

MAN : Alright, swinging it back.

Gonna get the tickets.

Meet you at the clock.

Okay.

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

DYLAN : Car horn. (CAR HORN BLARES)

MAN : Hey! What's your problem?

(CAR HORN BEEPS)

MAN : Sir!

Sir, get down off the vehicle!

DYLAN : Sarah, where are you?

I know what the patterns are.

I'm seeing the day we die.

Two tickets to Millhurst please.

What?

Millhurst.

30 years ago maybe.

Poughkeepsie will get you there.

That'll be $52.

Poughkeepsie.

(SIREN WAILS) Hands behind your back, sir.

Okay.

DYLAN : 2:17. Glass shatters.

POLICEMAN : Why you jumping on the car?

Sir, just stop right there.

Put your hands behind your back...

People are gonna die, man! Nobody's gonna die, sir.

Give me your hands.

Come on!

POLICEMAN : Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Right, drop the weapon!

Okay, okay.

That's it. Lower it to the ground.

I'm warning you. Alright.

Put the weapon down. Letting it go.

DYLAN : Three.

Two.

One.

(SIREN WAILS)

POLICEMAN : Heads down! Get out of the way!

There we go.

Two tickets to Poughkeepsie.

I thought you said we were going to Millhurst.

What are you talking about?

You ready?

I'm sorry.

Hey, hey, hey. Wait, what's wrong?

Take your hands off me. What?

Stay away from me.

(SIREN WAILS)

POLICEMAN : Stop!

You love me, Evelyn.

You just called me Evelyn.

But you love me.

I don't.

(CRIES)

Say it. No.

Say it!

Tell me you love me! No.

DYLAN : Sarah!

You brought him here?

You brought him here?

DYLAN : A businessman.

A businessman.

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

A couple hugs.

DYLAN : A couple hugs.

MAN : I missed you.

There's always a row of schoolchildren.

(CHILDREN CHATTER AND LAUGH)

And a pregnant woman...

standing under the clock.

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMING) MAN : Get out of here!

She'll never be yours.

No!


Oh, God! Oh, God!

No!

POLICE MAN : Put the weapon down!

Freeze! Drop your weapon now!

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Millhurst Express is now boarding on track 32.

STATION ANNOUNCER : The Poughkeepsie Express is now boarding on track 32.

Boom.

No!

No! No!

(GASPS)

SARAH : (CRIES) No.

DYLAN : A star shines brightest right before it dies.

God.

DYLAN : The sun's coming out for us.

I want more of you. You want more of me?

DYLAN : All these years, history said Jake was a murderer, when in fact he was framed by the cops to protect their own.

And in the end, only love could reveal the truth.

WOMAN : "My dear Jake, I just got your letter and I can't stop smiling from ear to ear.

I don't understand why I'm feeling...

(BOTH TALKING) ...the way I am so quickly.

I just never believed a love like this was possible."

(GASPS)

Hi.

It's 2:23.

We made it.


DYLAN : So as expected, the dying star Hamlin did finally disappear.

But somewhere, somehow another star was born right after.

Dad's predictions all those years ago did finally play out.

He was right when he said in everyone's life there comes a time or, in my case, many times... when the universe opens itself for just a few moments to show us what's truly possible.


11:15.

No plane.

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