Quantum Leap

Quantum Leap was an experimental

time travel program, years away from being tested.

Your name is Dr. Ben Song.

You're a time traveler, leaping from life to life,

trying to put right what once went wrong.

You still think Ben is nearing his last leap?

I'm getting nothing. He's gone.

Ben! No!

Ben. You've been missing

for three years.

You got a set, Wes?

Is that what you want me to believe?

You're gonna have to pay to find out.

Hi.

It's turtle time.

If you had pocket kings, you would've raised pre-flop.

I call.

Damn it.

Cash me out and put it on my tab.

We just got started.

Hey, at least now you got a shot at winning.

Tell me you're not about to say what you're about to say.

What do you think of these for a one-year anniversary?

Hey, boss.

Hey.

Ah.

Long time.

How'd you know where...

you're here to help me pick out some jewelry.

Well, diamonds are kind of a marketing scam...

First we need to talk.

Not here.

Okay. You have a place in mind?

How?

Well, uh, when... when Ben leapt to 2018

and he entered the machine as... as a host,

it scrambled Ziggy's ability

to predict the gravitational pull of his leaps,

fracturing any semblance of control

that we had over the system.

Not how did we lose him.

How did you find him?

We looked for two years.

When the government lost all hope of getting Ben back

and they shut us down a year ago, I snuck back in here,

and I turned on one single computer station.

I just left it running, like a SETI program

that's searching for aliens,

except I was scanning for a mild-mannered physicist.

Look, it was a... a one in a trillion chance,

but I had to try.

I can't believe you actually found him.

For a second.

He leaped as soon as I showed up.

But he-he's out there.

He's been out there for three years.

That's the other thing.

For Ben, it... it hasn't been three years.

It's been one single leap.

It's almost as if, like, no time has passed at all.

So he doesn't know.

Addison. How are we gonna tell her?

I don't know. I can't stop thinking about it.

I do know one thing.

This news shouldn't come from us.

This is surreal.

On the one hand, this all feels so familiar.

But on the other hand...

Everything's changed.

Three years.

Did they really say it's been three years?

Feels like three years I've been waiting here.

I'm on the clock, lady.

Don't have time for your daydreams.

Uh...

Oh, uh, uh, yeah, oh, sorry about that.

Um, how about we just start over?

Uh, 20, 40, 60, 80, 100.

Okay, uh...

20, 40, 60, 80, and 200.

There you go. Have a great day.

Yeah, whatever.

Whatever, yeah.

Ian, are you there?

Hopefully another three friggin' years don't pass

until you find me.

Lorena. Hello, Lorena.

Ah.

The number of times you've looked at that picture today.

So how does it feel to finally be a grandma?

It's... unexpected.

Like you weren't calling your daughter

every single day for the last month.

"Is it today? Is it today?"

Lorena, what's wrong?

Oh, it's just,

I got some bad news.

Not about my granddaughter, about some friends.

- It's hard to explain... - Lorena, Rebecca.

Always far too much clucking in the henhouse

when you two are together.

Hey, look, if you ever need to talk about anything,

I'm here.

And I'm ready to listen or to...

Oh, God.

It's Sean.

Sean?

My little brother, Sean.

What is he doing here?

When was the last time you've seen him?

Not since he stopped by on my birthday

to borrow my car and disappear for three days.

I try to keep track.

Ask friends how he's doing.

It-it's always the same,

quitting whatever job he has to work on some get-rich-quick scheme.

You watch.

He's just here to ask me for some money.

Ah!

Everybody on the ground now!

Actually, he's here to ask for all the money.

Ugh!

Cover!

Ugh!

- Set! - Move in.

- Set! - Cover!

Ugh!

- Set. - Move in.

Time!

All right, circle up.

Raise your hand if you are dead.

All right, guys, we're gonna run this till I'm happy,

and I am a long way from happy.

Let's go.

Don't worry about it, guys.

I didn't pass my first time either.

That is true. Tom and I might have

failed this a few times at Fort Rucker.

Except we were shooting at cardboard cutouts,

without Sims.

It was 13 years ago.

Things have progressed.

Yeah, we're old. Don't remind me.

Uh, all right, let's take ten.

We'll start from the top when you're back.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

Okay. What's up?

Something's wrong.

They found him.

Addison, they found Ben.

Wallet.

Watch.

Hurry up.

- Hurry up! - Okay.

Let's go. Hurry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey.

- What-what's that? - Hm?

There's a dye pack in that one.

What, do you think I'm stupid?

Hey, cut her some slack.

She's older.

It's not easy to do your job

with a gun pointing in your face.

There.

Thank you.

You okay?

Because we're being robbed,

or because my little brother is the one doing it?

This can't be happening, right?

We're gonna figure this out.

I don't know what or how, but we will figure this out.

Do not be a hero.

Everybody go to the lobby, do as I say.

That way you'll be safe. Get up.

I don't understand.

He's alive.

He's been alive this whole time.

Yes, but for him, it's like no time has passed at all.

He was stunned when Ian told him

it had been three years.

Wait, are they all at HQ right now?

Yes.

Are they waiting for me? Am...

what, am I just supposed to go back?

There's no "supposed to" right now.

Everyone's still reeling.

Yeah, but they weren't his hologram.

They weren't with him, leap after leap.