A writer, Tucker Harding, is hired to cover an article on the hydrogen-bomb test, Nevada, 1952. While there, radiation mutates her code/soul...更多>
Isaac: See, Drew, that's what happens with non-linear chicks. You get shit for stuff you didn't even do yet. Tucker: Time has five fingers, one is the past, two is the present, and three is the future. Ofelia: And four is what could have been and five for what yet could be. Isaac: Watching fusion is like catching God fucking. Ofelia: Didn't anyone tell you about my tail? I engineered it myself, a fully prehensile extension of my vertebrae. Ofelia: Without a central nervous system you won't go very far. Drew: I don't do dairy. Tucker: Do what to dairy? Drew: Is this meatloaf? I don't eat meat. Tucker: Why not, are you a Buddhist? Isaac: We don't have much time. Tucker: What do you mean? Isaac: Think of nonlinear time as a pie. We can eat the pieces in any order, but you can't eat the same slice twice. And baby, I've eaten a lot of pie. Tucker: What is this? Drew: Soy milk. Tucker: This is disgusting. Drew: You get used to it. Drew: I'm hungry. Are you hungry? Tucker: Haven't had a decent meal in fifty years. Drew: Isaac says we can't know what will happen. Ofelia: Forget about Isaac. The line is a delicate chain of cause and effect too precious to break. You live the life, you pay the price. And the price of seeing the future... is seeing the future. Ofelia: Nostalgia has no meaning in nonlinear time. [last lines] Drew: I still don't like the ending. Tucker: Then change it.