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} Oracle's log, no stardate. For Zadoc and I, time does not exist. I made
} the mistake of bringing a Supplicant back in time to take Julius Caesar
} on a trip to 1934. Big mistake. Now, all Earth history has been
} changed. Upon arriving in New York City in 1934, the Supplicant went on
} a drinking bender and ran laughing into the night. In our attempt to
} find him, we lost Caesar for a time. Fate, however, intervened and
} whilst out looking for the Supplicant, we hailed a cab driven by the
} Emperor Caesar himself.
}
} SCENE: New York City, 1934. Inside a taxi driving down Broadway.
}
} In the taxi; CAESAR driving, ZADOC and the ORACLE riding in back.
}
} ORACLE
}
} You have taken to the whole driving thing most
} impressively Caesar. Many others would be afraid
} for their lives.
}
} CAESAR
}
} Caesar shall forth: the things that threaten'd me
} Ne'er look'd but on my back; when they shall see
} The face of Caesar, they are vanished.
}
} ORACLE
}
} Here, here! Confidence is key... Hey! Whoa!
}
} The taxi swerves wildly to avoid a Brutus Delivery van weaving through
} traffic.
}
} Wow! That guy almost hit us! We could've been killed.
} You handle this thing like a chariot. Nice moves!
}
} CAESAR
}
} What can be avoided
} Whose end is purposed by the mighty gods?
} Yet Caesar shall go forth; for these predictions
} Are to the world in general as to Caesar.
}
} ORACLE
}
} Are you saying you fear not death?
} [Aside] See what I did there?
}
} CAESAR
}
} Cowards die many times before their deaths;
} The valiant never taste of death but once.
} Of all the wonders that I yet have heard.
} It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
} Seeing that death, a necessary end,
} Will come when it will come.
}
} ORACLE
}
} Yeah, that's great Caesar. Say, Zadoc, you have
} any sign of that Supplicant on your tricorder yet?
}
} ZADOC
}
} There are indications of an altercation taking
} place at a tavern just up ahead there. There are
} temporal signs associated with the readings.
}
} ORACLE
}
} Caesar! Pull over up here.
}
} SCENE: New York City, 1934. The corner of Broadway and 15th.
}
} ORACLE
}
} Caesar, stay with the taxi. Zadoc, come on!
}
} Upon reaching the tavern across the street and chair comes crashing out
} of the window into the street, followed moments later by the
} Supplicant.
}
} ORACLE
}
} You idiot! What do you think you're doing?
} You do realize that all of time and space are
} hanging in the balance over this escapade,
} don't you?
}
} SUPPLICANT
}
} BUUURRRRP! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Urg...
}
} The Supplicant wavers unsteadily as Zadoc and the Oracle support him.
}
} CAESAR
}
} How foolish do your fears seem now, Oracle?!
} I am ashamed I did yield to them.
} Give me my robe, for I will go.
}
} Caesar begins to cross the street to assist the Oracle. Unseen by the
} emperor, another Brutus Delivery van is speeding down the street.
}
} CAESAR
}
} Good friends, go in, and taste some wine with me;
} And we, like friends, will straightway go together.
}
} The Oracle sees Brutus charging down on Caesar and makes to rescue him.
} The Supplicant, however, purposely sticks his foot out, tripping the
} Oracle. As the Oracle falls, he just has time to see Brutus nearly atop
} the emperor.
}
} CAESAR
}
} Et tu, Brute! Then fall, Caesar.
}
} Caesar is truck by the Brutus Delivery van.
}
} ORACLE
}
} You deliberately stopped me, Supplicant!
} I could have saved him! Do you know what
} you just did!?
}
} ZADOC
}
} He has no clue, Oracle.
}
} As Zadoc releases his support, the Supplicant slumps to the ground in a
} drunken stupor.
}
} SCENE: Modern day alien landscape surrounded by roman-esque ruins. The
} Oracle and Zadoc leap back out of the Guardian.
}
} OG
}
} What happen? You just leave.
}
} Supplicant leaps out of the Guardian.
}
} ZADOC
}
} We were successful.
}
} GUARDIAN
}
} Time has resumed... a shape.
} Some things are as they were before.
} Many such journeys are possible.
} Let me be your gateway.
}
} SUPPLICANT
}
} You will, of course, already know my answer.
} Dude, let's totally do another one!
} That was so freakin' awesome!
}
} The Oracle reaches inside his cloak and slowly turns to face the
} Supplicant, smiling.
}
} ORACLE
}
} You owe the Oracle... ZOT!
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