[P.A. Announcer] Flight 784 for San Francisco is now ready for boarding.
[Excited Chatting, Shouting]
[Explosion, Beeping Noise]
[Woman Screams]
[P.A. Announcer] Passengers for flight 841 to Rome, come to gate seven.
[Announcer Continues, Indistinct]
Flight 784 to San Francisco is now ready for boarding at...
[P.A., Female Warden] Inmate number 87645: Cole, James.
27631: Johnson.
84743: Innis.
[Warden Continues Indistinct]
Jose. Psst.
- Jose, what's going on? - Bad news, man.
- Volunteers? - Yeah. And they said your name.
Hey, maybe they'll give you a pardon, man.
Yeah. That's why none of the volunteers come back. They all get a pardon.
- Some come back, I heard. - Yeah. [Chuckles]
Please put me back! Don't take me!
Yeah, they got 'em up on the seventh floor. They hide 'em up there.
They're all messed up in the head. Brains don't work.
You don't know they're all messed up. Nobody's seen 'em.
And maybe they're not messed up. That's a rumor. Nobody knows that.
I don't believe that.
Good luck, man.
- Volunteer duty! - [Cole] I didn't volunteer.
You causing trouble again?
No, no trouble.
[P.A., Female Warden] These are the instructions for the first time probe.
Listen carefully. They must be followed exactly.
All openings of your garment must be sealed completely.
If the integrity of the suit is compromised in any way,
if the fabric is torn or a zipper not closed,
readmittance will be denied.
[Wind Howling]
[Growling]
## ["Silent Night"]
# Holy Infant #
# So tender and mild #
# Sleep in heavenly #
# Peace ##
[Birds Squawking]
[Hooting]
[Roaring]
[P.A., Male Warden] If there are any indications of contamination by germs,
the subject will be denied reentry to secure population.
[Female Warden] Please place blood sample in receptacle provided.
There will be a socialization class in room 700...
for citizens cited for deviations 23-A and 96-A...
per subchapter six of the Permanent Emergency Code.
[Man] James Cole cleared from quarantine.
[Astrophysicist] Thank you. You two wait outside.
He's got a history, Doctor. Violence.
- Antisocial six. - [Beeping]
Repeated violations of the Permanent Emergency Code.
Insolence. Defiance. Disregard of authority.
Doing 25 to life.
[Engineer] I don't think he's gonna hurt us.
You aren't gonna hurt us, are you, Mr. Cole?
No, sir.
[Microbiologist] Why don't you sit down, Mr. Cole?
We appreciate your volunteering. You're a very good observer.
- Thank you. - [Geologist] We have a very advanced program.
- Something very different. - [Microbiologist] Opportunity to reduce your sentence.
[Zoologist] And possibly play an important role...
in returning the human race to the surface of the Earth.
[Astrophysicist] We want tough-minded people. Strong mentally.
We've had some misfortunes with... unstable types.
[Engineer] For a man in your position, an opportunity.
Not to volunteer could be a real mistake.
[Microbiologist] Definitely a mistake.
[Woman] "Yet among the myriad microwaves,
the infrared messages, the gigabytes of ones and zeros,
we find words, byte-sized now,
[Chuckling] tinier even than science,
lurking in some vague electricity.
But if we but listen,
we hear the solitary voice of that poet telling us...
[Beeping]
yesterday this day's madness did prepare...
- [Beeping Continues] - tomorrow's silent triumph of despair.
Drink, for you know not whence you came, nor why.
Drink, for you know not why you go, nor where."
[Chatting]
...wandering around in nothing but his underpants...
and one of those plastic, see-through lady's raincoats.
So, they get there, they ask the guy real nice for some kind of I.D.
He gets agitated, starts screaming about viruses.
Totally irrational, totally disoriented.
- Doesn't know where he is, what day of the week it is. - Lemme see.
- All they got was his name. - Thanks.
Of course, they figured he's stoned out of his mind. Some kind of psychotic episode.
- He's been tested for drugs? - Negative for drugs.
But he took on five cops like he was dusted to the eyeballs.
- No drugs. You believe that? - He's in restraints.
Yeah. Weren't you listenin'? I've got two police officers in the hospital!
The medic gave him enough stellazine to kill a horse. Look at him. Rarin' to go.
That would explain the bruises, I guess. The struggle.
Yeah. You wanna go in there, examine him, what?
Yes, please.
Is this all you have? Ran it through your system?
No matchup. No license, no prints, no warrants. Nothing.
- I should probably go in with you. - No, thank you.
- That won't be necessary. - All right.
He'll be right here... just in case.
Mr. Cole, my name is Kathryn Railly. I'm a psychiatrist.
I work for the county. I don't work for the police.
So my concern is for your well-being. Do you understand that?
[Growling] Need to go! Need to go!
I can't make the police let you go.
But I do wanna help you, so I...
I need you to tell me exactly what happened tonight.
Do you think you can do that, James?
May I call you James?
James. Nobody ever calls me that.
- Have you been a patient at County? - No.
- Have I seen you someplace? - Not possible.
I need to go! I need to... I'm supposed to be gathering information.
- What kind of information? - Won't help you.
Won't help anyone. Won't change anything.
James, do you know why you're here?
- 'Cause I'm a good observer. Got a tough mind. - I see.
You don't remember assaulting a police officer?
Why am I chained? Why are these chains on me?
You've been in an institution before, haven't you?
- Or hospital? - No! Now I need to go. Need to go!
- Have you been in prison, James? - Underground.
Hiding?
I love this air.
Oh, it's such wonderful air.
- What's wonderful about the air, James? - Very fresh. No germs.
Why do you think there aren't any germs in the air?
- This is October, right? - April.
- What year is this? - What year do you think it is?
1996.
That's the future, James. Do you think you're living in the future?
1996 is the past.
No, 1996 is the future.
This is 1990.
[Loud Chatting]
- Shut up, ladies. - Where're you taking me?
South of France, buddy. Fancy hotel. You'll love it.
I can't go. I just need to make a telephone call.
Yeah, yeah. Zip it, daisy. You fooled the shrink, but you don't fool us.
Let's go, ace.
All right. Come on, come on.
There you go. Now, lemme see your head, Jimbo.
- See if you got any creepy crawlers. - I need to make a telephone call.
Got to take you over to the doctor, Jimbo.
- Can't make no calls 'til the doctor says. - It's very important!
What you gotta do, Jimbo, is take it easy. Relax into things.
And we'll all get along fine if you just relax.
Wow! Whoo-oo!
Let's go. Come on. Let's go.
Hey, Goines!
Yo, Goines!
Yo, Jeffrey! Goines!
- What? - Look here.
This here's James. Now, do me a favor. Why don't you show him around?
Tell him the TV rules. Show him the games and stuff. Okay?
How much you gonna pay me? How much? I'd be doin' your job.
- Five thousand dollars, my man. That enough? - Five thousand?
I'll wire a check to your account as usual.
- Five thousand dollars! Five thousand dollars! - Five thousand dollars.
- I'll give him the deluxe mental hospital tour. - My man!
- Kid around, makes 'em feel good. We're pals. - I love you.
- You're the prisoners. No, you're the guards. - Now you got it.
Okay, it's all in good fun. Here's some games here.
And there's... Get out! Get out!
- [Whimpering] - He was in my chair.
Games. Games. Here's some games.
Games that wanna get out. [Chuckles]
See? More games.
Games. They vegetize you. See? Aah.
If you play the games, you're voluntarily taking a tranquilizer.
I guess they gave you some chemical restraints. Drugs!
What'd they give you? Thorazine? Haldol? How much? How much?
Learn your drugs. Know your dosages. It's elementary.
- I need to make a telephone call. - A telephone call?
That's communication with the outside world. Doctor's discretion. No.
If all of these nuts could just make phone calls,
it could spread insanity oozing through telephone cables,
oozing to the ears of all these poor, sane people, infecting them.
Wackos everywhere. A plague of madness.
In fact, very few, Jim... Jim, very few of us here are actually mentally ill.
I'm not saying you're not mentally ill.
For all I know, you're... crazy as a loon. But that's not why you're here.
That's not why you're here! That's not why you're here!
You're here because of the system.
There's the television.
It's all right there. All right there.
Look, listen, kneel, pray.
The commercials!
We're not productive anymore. Don't make things anymore. It's all automated.
What are we for then? We're consumers, Jim.
Okay, okay. Buy a lot of stuff, you're a good citizen.
But if you don't buy a lot of stuff, what are you then?
What? You're mentally ill.
Fact, Jim. Fact! If you don't buy things: toilet paper, new cars,
electrically-operated sexual devices, stereo systems with brain-implanted headphones,
screwdrivers with miniature built-in radar devices, voice-activated computers...
Take it easy, Jeffrey.
Be calm!
[Jeffrey] Right.
That's right. You're a very attractive woman.
Hah!
If you want to watch a particular television program, like All My Children,
you can go to the charge nurse and tell her the day, the time the show you wanna see is on.
But you have to tell her before the show is scheduled to be on.
There was this guy, and he was always requesting shows that had already played.
Yes. No. You have to tell her before.
He couldn't quite grasp the idea that the charge nurse couldn't make it be yesterday.
She couldn't turn back time! Thank you, Einstein.
Now he, he was nuts. He was a fruitcake, Jim.
Okay, that's it, Jeffrey. You're gonna get a shot.
- I warned you. - Right. Right, right, right.
I got a little carried away...
explaining the inner workings of the institution to Jim.
Hmm? Hmm?
I don't really come from outer space.
Oh. L.J. Washington. He doesn't really come from outer space.
- Don't mock me, my friend. - [Laughing]
[Growling] Get outta my chair!
It's a condition of mental divergence.
I find myself on the planet Ogo.
Part of an intellectual elite...
preparing to subjugate the barbarian hordes on Pluto.
But even though this is a totally convincing reality for me in every way,
nevertheless, Ogo is actually a construct of my psyche.
I am mentally divergent...
in that I am escaping certain unnamed realities...
that plague my life here.
When I stop going there, I will be well.
Are you also divergent, friend?
This is a place for crazy people.
I'm not crazy.
We don't use that term, "crazy," Mr. Cole.
You've got some real nuts here!
I know some things that you don't know.
It's gonna be very difficult for you to understand it.
- Hey! - Hey, hey.
I'm not gonna hurt anyone!
All right.
Look, have any of you heard...
of the Army of the Twelve Monkeys?
They, they paint this.
They stencil this on the sides of buildings everywhere.
- Have you seen this? - Mr. Cole?
Why don't you take your time and try to explain this from the beginning?
Right, right. It's 1990.
Okay, that makes sense. They wouldn't've been active yet.
Um... [Shouts]
[Sighs]
Five billion people died in 1996 and 1997.
Almost the entire population of the world.
Only about one percent of us survived.
- Are you going to save us? - How can I save you? This already happened.
I can't save you. Nobody can.
I am simply trying to gather information to help the people in the present...
trace the path of the virus.
- We're not in the present now, Mr. Cole? - No.
1990 is the past. This already happened. That's what I'm trying...
Mr. Cole? Mr. Cole?
You believe 1996 is the present then, is that it?
No! 1996 is the past too. Listen to me. What I...
What I... What I need to do is make a telephone call.
I can straighten this out if I make a telephone call.
Who would you call? Who would straighten everything out?
The scientists. They'll want to know that they sent me to the wrong time.
I can leave a voice mail message that they monitor from the present.
Can I just make one telephone call, please?
Please?
What are you doin' in the dog bowl? Get outta there!
- [Phone Ringing] - Who put those Doritos in there anyway?
Yes? What? Voice mail?
Look, I don't know... Stop makin' that noise!
I don't know what you're talkin' about.
Is this a joke? I don't know any scientists.
Duanne, get out... James who?
[Dial Tone]
Wasn't who you expected?
No. It was some lady. She didn't know anything.
Well, maybe it was the wrong number.
No. That's why they chose me. I remember things.
James, where did you grow up?
Dr. Railly.
- I have the strangest feeling I've met you before. - [Clears Throat]
Wait. This is 1990. I'm supposed to be leaving messages in 1996!
It's not the right number yet! That's the problem!
[Cole] We have a message for them.
No!
[Gunshot]
Won't work. Can't open it.
You think you can remove the grill, but you can't. It's welded.
See? Told you. All the doors are locked too.
They're protecting the people on the outside from us...
when the people on the outside are as crazy as us.
Do you know what "crazy" is? Crazy is majority rules. Yeah.
Take germs for example.
- Germs? - Uh-huh.
In the eighteenth century, no such thing. Nada. Nothing.
No one ever imagined such a thing! No sane person anyway.
Along comes this doctor. Uh, uh...
Semmelweis!
Semmelweis.
Semmelweis comes along and he's trying to convince people, other doctors mainly,
that there are these teeny, tiny, invisible bad things called germs...
that get into your body and make you sick.
He's trying to get doctors to wash their hands.
What is this guy? Crazy?
Teeny, tiny, invisible "what do you call 'em? Germs? Huh? What?"
Now, cut to the twentieth century.
Last week as a matter of fact, right before I got dragged into this hellhole!
I go in to order a burger in this fast-food joint. The guy drops it on the floor.
Jim, he picks it up, wipes it off.
He hands it to me like it was all okay.
"What about the germs?" I say. He says, "I don't believe in germs.
Germs are a plot they made up so they can sell you disinfectants and soaps."
Now, he's crazy, right? See?
There's no right. There's no wrong. There's only popular opinion.
You, you, you believe in germs, right?
I'm not crazy.
Of course not! You wanna escape, right? That's very sane.
I can help you. You want me to, don't ya? Get you out?
- You know how to get outta here? - [Chuckles]
[Laughing] Yes, my son!
- Then why don't ya? - Why don't I try to escape? That's what you were gonna ask.
Good question. Very good question. Intelligent.
Because I would be crazy to escape. I have sent out word.
- I am all taken care of. - What does that mean?
I've managed to contact certain underlings, evil spirits,
secretaries of secretaries, and other assorted minions who will contact my father.
And when my father finds out I'm in this kind of place,
he'll have them transfer me to one of those classy joints...
where they treat you properly, like a person, a guest!
With sheets and towels like a big hotel,
with great drugs for all of us nut-case, lunatic, maniac devils!
[Jeffrey] Sorry. Uh, sorry.
I got a little agitated. The thought of escape crossed my mind.
And suddenly...
Suddenly I felt like bending the fucking bars back!
And ripping out the goddamn window frames and eating them! Yes, eating them!
And leaping, leaping, leaping!
Colonics for everyone!
Ahh, all right!
You dumb assholes, I'm a mental patient. I'm supposed to act out.
Wait'll you morons find out who I am! My father's gonna be really upset.
And when my father gets upset, the ground shakes.
My father is God! I worship my father!
[Narrator On TV] These dramatic videotapes,
secretly obtained by animal rights activists, have aroused public indignation.
But many scientists vehemently disagree.
Torture experiments.
- We're all monkeys. - [Cole] They hurt you?
Not as bad as what they're doing to the Easter Bunny.
[Jeffrey Chuckling]
[Cole] Look at them. They're just askin' for it.
[Narrator] Animals inside the lab...
Maybe the human race deserves to be wiped out.
Wiping out the human race?
It's a great idea! It's great!
But more of a long-term thing. First we have to focus on more immediate goals.
I didn't say a word about you-know-what.
- What are you talking about? - Your plan. Emancipation.
What are you writing? You a reporter?
It's private.
- A lawsuit? You gonna sue 'em? - It's private!
Yo, Jimbo. Time for your meds.
[TV Announcer] Take a chance. Live the moment.
Sunshine. Gorgeous beaches.
The Florida Keys!
[Woman] We'll return you to the Marx Brothers in Monkey Business.
Monkey business! [Laughing]
Monkey business!
Fetch!
[Laughing]
Get it? Monkey. Monk key.
Monk key!
- What? - Shh.
[TV Announcer] If you see a bearish future in the decade ahead,
consider the changes sweeping the world and the opportunities they offer.
"And the opportunities they offer." Ooh!
They really dosed you. Jim!
[Jeffrey] Major load. Danger, Will Robinson, danger.
You gotta get it together. Focus, focus, focus.
Remember the plan. I did my part!
- What? - Shh!
Not "what," when.
- When? - Yes. When.
Now. Now, Jim. Now!
Yes! Now! Buy! Sell!
Stocks! Bonds! Purchase! Sell!
Yes! No more monkey business!
No... more...
monkey business!
[Jeffrey] Yes, enhance your portfolio now.
Five hundred dollars. I got five hundred dollars. I'm insured!
Yeah! Window of opportunity is opening now.
Now is the time for all good men to seize the moment. The moment!
Now is the time for all good men to seize the day!
- Aha! - Goddamn it, Jeffrey! Quit playin' the fool!
MasterCard! Visa!
The key to happiness!
Jim, seize the moment!
Jeffrey, come back here!
- For God's sake! - Jeffrey!
- [Yelling] - Go, Jim!
Ohh.
- Get out. Out! - Come here, Jeffrey!
[Jeffrey] The future can be yours! Last chance! Last chance!
Last chance! Last...
[Groans]
Best place to go would be Florida.
The Keys are lovely this time of year.
[Groucho Marx] ...it's the only way to travel.
I was gonna bring along the wife and kiddies, but the grocer couldn't spare another barrel.
[Groucho] I was gonna bring my grandfather, but there's no room for...
[TV Continues, Indistinct]
[Security Guard] Two's not working today.
Use one.
Kathryn, this was in my box!
But I have a slight suspicion it wasn't meant for me.
"You are the most bootiful woman I have ever seen.
You live in a bootiful world, but you don't know it.
You have freedom, sunshine, air you can breathe..."
James Cole, right?
"I would do anything to stay her but I must leave. Please help me."
Okay, okay, okay. Poor man.
Hey, Kathryn? James Cole is one of yours, right?
He eloped. Last seen, he was up on two.
Shit!
[Alarm Ringing]
We have to know exactly what's there so we can fix it.
Doctor, we have a visitor.
[Doctor] Um, may I help you? Excuse me?
May I help you? Excuse me?
Jim? Jim?
Hey, Jimbo. What's up, man?
Hey, Jimbo.
All right, it's okay. Take it easy.
- It'll be all right. - Take care. Take it easy.
Take it easy. We'll work this out, okay?
Send you back to your room. A little milk and cookies, you'll be all right.
[Orderly] Just take it easy, okay?
- [Grunting] - Come on. Calm down!
Take him down! Take him the fuck down!
[Screaming]
I'm not gonna hurt anyone. Dr. Railly, help me please.
- We're gonna give you something to calm you, James. - No! No more drugs!
James, we have to do this. You're very confused.
No drugs! Stop it!
Kathryn, we've been working together for four years. I've never seen you like this.
So please stop being so defensive. This isn't an inquisition.
I didn't think I was being defensive. I was trying to explain exactly what...
He should've been in restraints.
It was bad judgment on your part, plain and simple. Why not own up to it?
Okay, it was bad judgment, but I have the strangest feeling about him.
- I've seen him someplace, and I'm trying... - Two policemen are in the hospital.
Now we've got a security guard with a skull fracture.
I said it was bad judgment! What else do you want me to say?
You see that? See what I mean?
- You're being defensive. Isn't she being defensive? - Dr. Fletcher?
- What? - Ah, we have... another situation.
- He was fully restrained and the door was locked? - Yes, sir. I did it myself.
And he was fully sedated?
He was fully sedated.
Then, are you trying to tell me a fully sedated, fully restrained patient...
somehow slipped out that vent, replaced the grill behind him...
and is wriggling his way through the ventilation system?
[Beeping Noise]
Watch it!
[Man With Raspy Voice] You sure fucked up!
- Where are you? - Ah, you can talk!
What'd you do, Bobby boy?
My name's not Bob.
Not a prob, Bob. Where'd they send you?
Where are you?
Another cell.
Maybe.
What do you mean "maybe"? What's that supposed to mean?
Maybe means...
maybe I'm in the next cell.
Another volunteer like you.
Or maybe I'm in the Central Office...
spying on ya for all those science bozos.
Or hey,
maybe I'm not even here.
Maybe I'm just in your head.
No way to confirm anything. [Cackles]
- Where'd they send ya? - 1990.
'90! How was it? Good drugs? Lots of pussy?
Hey, Bob, you do the job?
You find out the big info?
Army of the Twelve Monkeys?
It was supposed to be 1996.
Science ain't an exact science with these clowns,
but they're getting better.
You're lucky you didn't end up in ancient Egypt.
Shh! They're comin'.
[Kathryn's Voice: Distorted] The Freedom for Animals Association on Second Avenue...
is the secret headquarters of the Army of the Twelve Monkeys.
They are the ones who are going to do it.
I can't do any more. I have to go now.
Have a merry Christmas.
- [Astrophysicist] Well? - What?
Did you or did you not record that message?
[Microbiologist] It's a reconstruction of a deteriorated recording.
[Botanist] Weak signal. We have to put them together one word at a time.
[Astrophysicist] We just finished rebuilding this.
Did you or did you not make this call?
I couldn't make any call. You sent me to the wrong year. It was 1990.
- 1990? - 1990?
- You're certain of that? - What'd you do with your time, Cole?
Did you waste it on drugs? Women?
- They forced me to take drugs. - Forced you?
Why would someone force you to take drugs?
I was in trouble. I... got arrested.
I... I did what you wanted.
I got a specimen, a spider.
I didn't have anyplace to put it, so I ate it.
But you sent me to the wrong year, so it really doesn't matter.
[Zoologist] Did you see this when you went back?
No, sir, I don't think so.
[Astrophysicist] What about these people? Did you see any of these people?
No. No.
Oh, wait, wait.
Him? You saw that man?
Maybe in the... maybe in the mental institution.
[Microbiologist] You were in a mental institution? Oh, God.
[Astrophysicist] Cole, you were sent back to make some very important observations.
[Botanist] You could've made a real contribution.
[Geologist] Helped us to reclaim the planet.
[Zoologist] As well as reducing your sentence.
The question is, Cole, do you want another chance?
- [Indistinct Chatting] - Good.
- Last connection going on. - Stand clear.
- He was your choice. - Nothing we can do about that now.
[Whistle Blows]
[Geologist] No mistakes this time, Cole.
Stay alert. Keep your eyes open.
Good thinking about the spider. Try and do something like that again.
Just relax now. Don't fight it.
[Microbiologist] We're sending you to the third quarter of 1996.
Right on the money.
[Explosions]
[Soldiers Speaking French]
[Speaking French]
- [Speaking French] - What? I don't understand!
What? I don't understand!
- [French] - Where am I?
I gotta find 'em! I gotta find 'em!
Help! I don't know where I am!
- You gotta help me find 'em! - Jose?
- Jose! - Cole!
Cole, where are we? Where are we?
- Jose! - Help me, Cole!
Oh, God! Wait! [Screams]
[Screaming]
[Kathryn] "In a season of great pestilence, there are omens and divinations.
And one of the four beasts gave unto the seven angels...
seven golden vials full of the wrath of God,
who liveth forever and ever." Revelations.
In the fourteenth century, according to the accounts of local officials of that time,
this man appeared suddenly in the village of Wyle near Stonehenge...
in April of 1362.
Using unfamiliar words and speaking in a strange accent,
the man made dire prognostications about a pestilence...
which he said would wipe out humanity in approximately 600 years.
Obviously, this plague-doomsday scenario is more compelling...
when reality supports it with a virulent disease,
whether it's the bubonic plague, smallpox or AIDS.
Now we have technological horrors, such as chemical warfare,
which reared its ugly head during the deadly mustard gas attacks of World War I.
During such an attack in the French trenches in October of 1917,
we have an account of this soldier, who, during an assault, was wounded by shrapnel...
and hospitalized, apparently in a state of hysteria.
Doctors found that he had lost all comprehension of French,
but that he spoke English fluently,
albeit in a regional dialect they didn't recognize.
The man, though physically unaffected by the gas,
was beside himself.
He claimed that he had come from the future...
that he was looking for a pure germ...
that would ultimately wipe mankind off the face of the Earth...
- starting in the year 1996. - [Audience Chuckling]
Though injured, the young soldier disappeared from the hospital,
no doubt trying to carry on his mission to warn others,
and substituting for the agony of war...
a self-inflicted agony we call the "Cassandra Complex."
Cassandra, in Greek legend, was condemned to know the future...
but to be disbelieved when she foretold it.
Hence, the agony of foreknowledge combined with the impotence to do anything about it.
[Chatting, Laughing]
I'm going right out to get vaccinated.
- Hi. - I think, Dr. Railly, you've given the alarmists a bad name.
- I have? - Mm-hmm. Surely there's very real and convincing data...
- that the planet cannot survive the excesses of the human race. - This is true.
Proliferation of atomic devices, uncontrolled breeding habits,
pollution of land, sea and air, the rape of the environment.
In this context, isn't it obvious that Chicken Little represents the sane vision,
and that Homo sapiens' motto, "Let's go shopping,"
is the cry of the true lunatic?
- Kathryn, it's time. - My name is Troy.
Please, Dr. Railly. I wonder if you're aware of my own studies.
[Man] See you at work tomorrow.
[Woman] Give you a call tomorrow.
- [Kathryn Screams] - No! No! Get in the car.
Get in the car! I've got a gun! Get in the car.
[Coughing] All right, drive.
Take my purse. I've got a lot of cash and credit cards. Take my keys!
Start the car!
No!
Here, turn right. Turn right here!
[Coughing]
Wh-Where are we going?
- Philadelphia. - That's more than a hundred miles!
- That's why I can't walk there. - Just let me go.
- [Coughing] Just drive! - You can take the car.
I don't know how to drive.
I went underground when I was eight years old. I told you that before.
[Coughing] At the next corner, turn right.
Cole. James Cole.
You escaped from a locked room six years ago.
- [Cars Honking] - Six years for you.
- Turn around. Get goin'! - Okay.
I can't believe that this is a coincidence, Mr. Cole.
- Have you been following me? - You said you would help me.
I know this isn't what you meant,
but I don't have any money.
I hurt my leg, and I've been sleeping on the street.
I'm sure I smell bad. Do you have any food in this car?
You have been following me, haven't you?
No.
No, I saw this...
in a store window.
- I can read, remember? - Uh-huh.
Yeah. Why do you want to go to Philadelphia?
I checked out the Baltimore information. It was nothing.
It's in Philadelphia. That's where they are, the ones who did it.
The Twelve Monkeys.
- Is that a radio? - Yeah.
Can you... turn it on?
## [Radio]
[Radio Announcer] This is a personal message to you.
Are you at the end of your rope? Are you dying to get away?
The Florida Keys are waiting for you. Ocean waves...
I've never seen the ocean!
It's an advertisement, Mr. Cole.
What is?
It's an advertisement. You do understand that?
It's not really a special message to you.
Mr. Cole.
- You used to call me James. - You prefer that?
James, uh, you don't really have a gun.
Can you turn this up? Can you make this louder?
[Radio] # I found my thrill #
# On Blueberry Hill #
# When I found you #
[Laughing]
Ah, I love the music of the twentieth century!
I love this air! Love to breathe this air!
[Laughing]
## [Humming]
[Radio] WXBX news break.
News as it happens. Roger Pratt reporting.
A story breaking with us now is emergency crews are converging on a cornfield...
where playmates of nine-year-old Ricky Neuman...
say they saw him disappear right before their eyes.
Young Neuman apparently stepped into an abandoned well shaft,
and is lodged somewhere in the narrow 150-foot pipe.
Possibly alive, possibly seriously injured,
playmates claim they heard him cry out faintly.
- Never cry wolf. - What?
My father said that to me. He said, "Never cry wolf."
'Cause then people won't believe you if something really happens.
If something really happens like what, James?
Something bad. Can we have some more music? I don't wanna hear this stuff.
Can we hear more music?
- # I see trees of green # - Oh, that's good!
# Red roses too #
# I've seen them bloom #
# For me and you #
- # And I think to myself # - [Yawning]
# What a wonderful world ##
[Turns Answering Machine On]
Hello, Dr. Railly? Yeah, this is Wikke from Psyche Admitting.
Do you remember James Cole?
The paranoid who pulled the Houdini back in '90?
- Well, he's back and... - [Woman Whispering]
Sorry about that. He's looking for you. I thought you ought to know.
- [Wikke On Answering Machine] All right, take care. - It's like I told you.
Me and my husband went ahead and she never showed.
That is totally unlike her.
- Do you know the make of her car? - Um...
Cherokee. '94 Cherokee, silver.
## [TV]
I have "doed-it!"
I have "done doed-it"! Ja!
I, Professor Grossenfibber, have invented the time tunnel! Oh, boy!
[Woody Woodpecker Pecking On Tree]
- [Woody Woodpecker] Oh, excuse me, mister. - [Groaning]
[Woody Woodpecker On TV] Excuse me, mister. Have a cigar.
No!
[Grossenfibber] Now my time machine is ready for experiments.
Ah, the woodpecker! Ja! Yo-hoo, Woodpecker!
[Blows]
You were in my dream just now.
Your hair's different. Different color.
I'm sure it was you.
What was the dream about?
About an airport...
before everything happened.
It's the same dream I always have.
When I was a kid.
And I was in it?
What did I do?
[Sighs] You were very upset.
You're always very upset in the dream.
- Just never knew it was you. - It wasn't me before, James.
It's become me now because of what's happening. [Sighs]
Could you please untie me?
No, I think it was always you.
Very strange.
You're flushed, and you were moaning. I think you're running a fever.
What are you doing?
[Whimpering, Grunting]
In Fresno, California, crews continue to attempt to rescue nine-year-old Ricky Neuman.
And closer to home, in Baltimore, Kathryn Railly,
prominent psychiatrist and the author of a newly released book on insanity,
disappeared mysteriously last night after a lecture at the university.
Former mental patient, James Cole, is wanted for questioning...
regarding Dr. Railly's disappearance.
Authorities warn that Cole has a history of violence...
and advise anyone spotting him to notify authorities at once.
## [Radio: Rock]
Love this music.
We don't have this. We don't have anything like this.
- What are all those? - These?
My notes. Clues.
- What kind of clues? - It's about the secret army.
The Army of the Twelve Monkeys. They're the ones that spread the virus.
That's why I'm here. I have to find them. That's my mission.
I just have to locate them because they have the virus in its pure form before it mutates.
When I locate them, they'll send a scientist here.
That scientist will study the virus.
Then when he goes back to the present, he and the scientists will make a cure.
[Radio]... police officers from three jurisdictions,
including special tactical unit personnel,
have now been mobilized to control the growing thousands of onlookers...
- in Fresno, California... - Does that disturb you?
No. I thought it was about us.
I thought maybe they'd captured us and arrested me.
Just a joke.
Hmm.
I remember being very afraid for that little boy.
All alone, down that well, not knowing if anybody's gonna get him out.
The first time I was ever really afraid when I was a kid.
What do you mean, when you were a kid?
Never mind.
Just a prank, a hoax. That boy's hiding in a barn.
## [Radio]
# Well, the Earth died screaming #
[Evangelist] "There are omens and divinations.
One of the four beasts gave unto the seven angels...
seven golden vials full of the wrath of God,
who liveth forever and ever."
You won't think I'm crazy when people start dying next month.
First they'll think it's just some weird fever.
[Sighs]
Then they'll find out.
They'll catch on.
Wait!
Stop here! Stop the car! Stop right here!
I was right! They're here!
You see? Twelve Monkeys. Twelve Monkeys.
Do you believe me now? Come on!
They're here! You see?
Twelve Monkeys!
Twelve Monkeys. Come on!
Twelve Monkeys.
Wait, wait, wait. Wait, here.
Here. Do you see it? Do you see?
I see some red paint, some marks.
- Marks? Marks? Do you think that... - Oh, this is ridicu...
- Hey! Hey! - What?
Don't you do anything crazy... or I'll hurt somebody!
I am not gonna do anything crazy, but none of this is what you think it is.
[Man, Raspy Voice] You can't hide from them, Bob.
I said, you can't hide from them.
No, sir, ol' Bob.
Don't even try.
They hear everything.
They got that tracking device on ya.
They can find you anywhere, anytime!
It's in the tooth.
Right, Bob?
But I fooled 'em, old buddy. [Cackling]
They don't have to spy on me. I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing.
You see? Here it is again.
Here, follow this paint trail.
Here. It's here. See?
- It's so awful! I... - No, no, no! Come with me!
- Damn it! - The paint trail goes here.
Let go! Let go of my arm. James, we shouldn't be here.
Goddamn it.
[Man] Leave me alone!
[Kathryn] Let's get outta here. James, we shouldn't be here.
- Hey! - [Screams]
Please, don't kill me!
Don't kill me. Please! Don't kill me. Don't kill me.
[Screams]
Stick around, bitch.
[Cole Yells]
[Panting]
- [Kathryn] Are you all right? - [Grunts]
Is he alive?
Come on. We're runnin' out of time.
- You can't help him. - Oh, Jesus! James, you killed him!
All I see are dead people. Come on.
- Come on. - You never had a gun before.
I have one now. Come on. Come on!
"...dragons in their pleasant palaces.
The seventh angel poured out his vial into the air, and there came..."
You! You!
You're one of us!
[Cole] This is it.
Come on.
[Lion Roaring]
[Elephant Trumpeting]
Um... can we help you?
[Tape Recorder: Lion Roaring]
It's just a tape.
I'm looking for the Army of the Twelve Monkeys.
[Animal Noises Continue]
We don't know anything about any Army of the Twelve Monkeys.
- So you and your friend just disappear. - I just want some information.
- Didn't you hear me? I sa... - [Kathryn] Don't hurt her.
Please, I'm a psychiatrist. J-Just do whatever he tells you to do.
He's disturbed. He's dangerous.
Please, just cooperate.
- What do you want, money? We only got a few bucks. - [Cole] I told you what I want.
- Get down. Lock that door. - James, don't...
Lock it now!
- I told you fucking Goines would get us... - Shut up!
Goines?
Jeffrey Goines?
Then Jeffrey becomes this big star, and the media latch onto him because...
he's picketing his own father, a famous Nobel prize-winning virologist.
- You must've seen all that on TV. - I don't watch TV.
Is this him?
[Fale] Yeah, that's him. That's him.
What are you gonna do to us?
Tell me more about Jeffrey.
Jeffrey started getting bored with the shit we do.
Picketing, leafleting, letter-writing stuff.
He said we were ineffectual, liberal jerk-offs.
He wanted to do guerrilla actions in order to educate the public.
- Like this? - Yeah. That's when he let 100 snakes loose in the Senate.
[Teddy] But we weren't into that kind of stuff.
- It's counterproductive. We told him. - [Fale] So he and 11 guys,
they split off and formed this underground army.
The Army of the Twelve Monkeys. See?
They started planning a "Human Hunt."
[Teddy] They bought stun guns, nets and bear traps.
They were gonna go to Wall Street and trap lawyers and bankers...
They didn't do it, of course. They didn't do any of it.
Like always, Mr. Big Shot sold his friends out.
What does that mean?
He goes on TV and gives a news conference. Tells the whole world...
he just realized his daddy's experiments are vital for humanity...