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ADAM (V.O.)

You’re not going to believe me. But I invented time travel.


CUT TO: ADAM’S BEDROOM



INT. DAY. ADAM’S BEDROOM. MAY 16TH

ADAM SIMMS sits at his disheveled desk, filled with mechanical parts and papers, tinkering with a watch on his wrist. The digital clock on the wall reads 13:10 Friday May 16th, 2025.


ADAM (V.O.)

It was, shit, I guess almost a month ago now.


Adam presses a button on his watch and it zaps a bright light and he is gone. The papers on his desk rustle in the wind created from him disappearing.


ADAM (V.O.)

But only a little over a week in real time.



INT. DAY. ADAM’S BEDROOM. MAY 23RD

He reappears in his room, sitting in the same chair. The papers blow in the same fashion.


ADAM (V.O.)

See what happened was, I discovered it on accident. I appeared a week in the future, and didn’t know what to do.


Adam stands in his room looking around confused. He checks the clock it now reads 13:11 Friday May 23rd, 2025.


ADAM (V.O.)

I was in disbelief at first, but the more I investigated the more I realized it was real.


He looks at his phone, the date reads 13:11 Friday May 16th, 2025. But then glitches to read 13:11 Friday May 23rd, 2025. Rubbing his eyes Adam sits back down with a huge smile on his face.


ADAM (V.O.)

Once I accepted it I began to see what had happened in the past few days. I didn’t know how long my watch would give me.


Adam begins looking through his phone and searching the web for articles. He pulls out his laptop and begins reading.


ADAM (V.O.)

And that’s when I found it. I remember feeling the excitement that had been pulsing through me just seep out. I had died yesterday.


On a local news paper site there is a large header that reads, Tragic car accident kills local scientist Adam Simms.


ADAM (V.O.)

The pit that formed in my stomach was incomprehensible. I tried to focus on the words, but they all just blurred.


Adam reaches for his phone and takes a picture of the article. His watch begins to buzz and then zaps a bright light.


ADAM (V.O.)

That’s when my watch gave out and I went back.



INT. DAY. ADAM’S BEDROOM. MAY 16TH

A zap of bright light appears in Adam’s bedroom, and he appears sitting on his desk chair. The clock reads 13:12 Friday May 16th, 2025.


ADAM (V.O.)

I took some time to try and grasp what I had read. But I couldn’t get my head around it. I read the article over and over.


Adam sits on his bed looking at the image on his phone, in all sorts of different positions. Never sitting still.


ADAM (V.O.)

It was like reading some sort of sci-fi novel with a horrible ending. I hoped every time I read it would change some how. But it didn’t.


Standing Adam walks over to his desk. He takes off the watch and begins tinkering with it.


ADAM (V.O.)

So I decided I wasn’t going to just let this happen. I was going to stop it and change the ending for myself.


Adam sits as the day turns to night and back to day.



INT. DAY. ADAM’S BEDROOM. MAY 17TH

He continues to fidget and messes more and more with the watch.


ADAM (V.O.)

Finally I was able to adjust the watch to aim for a certain date and time. And sustain for a longer period of time.


He stands and walks out of his room.



EXT. DAY STREET CORNER. MAY 17TH.

Adam stands on a busy street corner as traffic drives by. He messes with his watch, trying to keep the glare from the sun off of it.


ADAM (V.O.)

So I went to the street corner where the accident was suppose to happen, and I typed in the date and time.


There is a bright zap from Adam’s watch and he disappears off the corner.



EXT. DAY STREET CORNER. MAY 22ND.

A busy street corner is interrupted with a zap of light. Adam appears standing in the same place as he was before.


ADAM (V.O.)

I arrived a few moments early hoping to spot myself and stop the accident from ever taking place.


Adam checks his watch and then looks up the street.


ADAM (V.O.)

I saw my car coming in the distance. I did my best to make myself seen.


As a car approaches the corner, Adam begins to jump up and down trying to get the attention of the driver. The car gets closer and closer and we see that Adam is driving it.


ADAM (V.O.)

For a brief moment, I made eye contact with myself. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I saw the look of surprise as I drove by.


The car drives by and then after the light spins out of control and hits a tree over the curb and smoke begins to pour out of the car faster and faster.


ADAM (V.O.)

I had failed.


Adam on the corner falls to his knees as he watches the car become immersed in smoke.



INT. COUNSELLORS OFFICE. MAY 25TH.

Adam lays on a couch, as a DOCTOR sits next to him taking notes.


ADAM

I sat there and I watched myself die. I felt so helpless. I had no idea what to do. I had figured out how to manipulate time, but yet I was still too late.


Adam sits up on the couch and looks at the Doctor.


ADAM (CONT’D)

And the thing about it Doc, is that I swear I hit a different tree this time. I remember looking over the article again and again. When I went there I and tried to stop myself, I hit the third tree instead of the second.


The Doctor nods and takes notes. Then looks up at Adam.


DOCTOR.

Well Adam. This is all a very interesting hypothetical. But what would you like me to help you with here? As far as I can tell you seem to currently be alive.


Adam sighs to himself. Then leans back on the couch.


ADAM

Honestly I’m not sure Doc. All I know is I am running out of time. I keep trying to avoid going back to my actual time. Because I know it leads to me driving my car into a tree on the 22nd.


The Doctor tilts is head, and stares at Adam.


DOCTOR.

But today is the 25th.


ADAM

I know Doc, this is the only time you had open to meet with me. I just wanted to talk it all out to someone. Frankly my time is up. Every time I go back to my time line, it is right when I left. I can’t change that. So I have been spending as much time as I can in the future trying to figure out why I am back in my car that day driving. As far as I can tell I have no reason to be.


DOCTOR.

Ah I see.


The Doctor scribbles more in his note pad.


DOCTOR. (CONT’D)

Well do you think maybe this avoidance of that is what is really causing you trouble? You fear that part of you life you are not in control of. So you are trying to stay as far from it as possible. Therefore you are giving it even more control over you.


Adam sits up inattentively and leans in closer to the Doctor.


ADAM

What are you trying to say here Doc?


DOCTOR.

What I am saying is, perhaps you need to just face this head on. Take back control of your life and stop giving this moment in time control over you.


ADAM

But I can’t change it, or stop it. I’ve already tried. And if I go back, then I may die.


DOCTOR.

You said it yourself though. You thought you hit a different tree, correct?


ADAM

Well, yeah.


DOCTOR.

Then maybe you do have some control. In this hypothetical scenario, perhaps you change the outcome. But you’ll never know until you face it.


ADAM

I guess you might be right Doc. Maybe I just have to lean into it, and not let myself be surprised by seeing myself, and just focus on the road.


DOCTOR.

Uhhh, sure. I guess if that’s what fits within your crazy scenario.


The Doctor begins to stand. He struggles slightly as he does so, and reaches for a cane next to him.


DOCTOR. (CONT’D)

Well that’s all the time we have Adam.


ADAM

Are you ok? Do you need some help?


Adam points to his cane


DOCTOR.

Oh no I am fine. This is relatively new. It’s just taking some getting use to.


Adam stands and offers his hand to the Doctor.



CUT TO: ADAM’S CAR.



EXT. ADAM’S CAR. DAY. BUSY STREET.

Adam sits in his car at a street light. He breaths deeply then drives forward.


ADAM.

This is it.


His car approaches the familiar corner. He sees himself standing there jumping up and down. They make eye contact. Adam smiles slightly at himself on the street corner. Then quickly turns his eyes back to the road. Nothing happens.


ADAM

Holy shit, nothing happened...


As Adam celebrates he drives through the next intersection, and is struck by a large pick up truck. His car flies over the curb and hits the second tree on the side of the road. His arm with the watch falls limp out of the broken window.


The truck that hit Adam’s car drives up on to the curb and next to him. The door open and the Doctor steps out. Walking with a limp.


DOCTOR.

God Damn it that hurt.


He walks over to Adam’s car. He investigates Adam, then checks the surrounding area. The Doctor then grabs Adam’s arm and takes the watch off of it.


DOCTOR. (CONT’D)

Don’t fuck with time you piece of shit.


The Doctor then displays a similar watch on his own wrist and speaks into it.


DOCTOR. (CONT’D)

Yeah it’s taken care of.


The Doctors watch then has a burst of light that expands from it. Then he disappears.

Created: Apr 26, 2017

Tags: script, story, time travel, dialogue, fiction, short sci fi, short stroy

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