As promised, the Doctor helped these people get back on their feet. He let them know about a planet called Nemesis. Barzaa and his magic was enough to capture Bandora and her gang (of which it later turned out there was another member, who was too busy with sculpture to bother with battle) inside some kind of container. But to make sure she wouldn't even accidentally escape, the Doctor allowed Barzaa to know of a planet called Nemesis, which enters in our solar system's orbit every few million years (I'm not sure how that's supposed to work either), making it the perfect place for the container to remain, and which was exactly where Manhattan transported it. According to the Doctor, it would remain there until astronauts in the early nineties go explore the planet, and ignorant of what the container holds they'd open it and release Bandora. That's what he told me, but one of Barzaa's people overheard, told his comrades, which gave Barzaa the idea to train any volunteers to become much stronger warriors, who will remain in suspended animation for when Bandora escaped again. Other than that, Sattler shared some of her knowledge about plants with these people, so they could rebuilt... whatever little was left of the planet. But with our time spent on this, the people inside the Tardis, waiting for a show to watch, have been waiting for hours for it to continue. For this, Brown had a solution. We'd travel the Tardis back to a few hours earlier, where we'd take the Tardis of that time, allow the people inside to watch the rest of the show, then send them home, return the Tardis to that point in time where we took it, return to our own Tardis, so our past selves could find the past Tardis and use it to go back to a few hours earlier and do the same as we did.
Speaking of the show, it ended with telling us how the dinosaurs became extinct with the crash of a meteor. Hearing him, it made me wonder what the point was in us helping those people a few million years earlier, but then I figured if they weren't saved, we wouldn't be here to see this show. As devastating as the so-called KT-event was, it did give way for new life to begin. So I suppose, even from something as bad as this, something good can come.
Once the show was over, everyone was dropped off at their own time and place. The man who claimed to be Darwin seemed more than a little excited over what he saw. He made me wonder how he'd react if he went through the adventure that I had been through. The man that got in a discussion with Darwin, was excited too, but in a more negative way. To him, the show was a complete waste of time, and he won't rest until everyone who would make these shows were gone. I'm not too sure what he was going on about either, but I never got his name, nor did I recognize his face, although his outfit, vocabulary, and overall behaviour suggested he was from about the same time as I was, so if he were in any way shape or form doing exactly as he was suggesting, it's not working.
Once they were gone, the lot of us could return the Tardis to where we found it, after which we took our own Tardis and returned everyone else. By then, Eckels had recovered enough, so we could drop him off at his time machine, which he used to return to his own time.
Lecter was about to be dropped off at his own time, but just before he did, he had made himself a sandwich, using that meat he had found. He offered me some, but I refused. And after reading Barzaa's book (which was that gift he promised for helping him) I'm glad I refused. It mentioned how Bandora's son was found dead, killed by a dinosaur. Although, according to the book, his body was found, cut open, pieces of him gone, possibly eaten,... what else could be the cause of it? Bearing in mind that we stopped traveling a few years prior to our meeting with Bandora or Barzaa, and when Lecter presented the meat to us, I remember finding what looked like clothes. So putting the pieces together... I don't think I'll ever accept any offer of food from anyone, anymore.
Crane, as you can imagine, had completely lost his mind with everything. Seeing all these things happening so many years before he was born, it reminded him so much of his own mortality (and quite honestly, I don't blame him). But if anything positive did come from this, he had only just moved into Seattle, and wondered if he should try and reconcile with his father. He hadn't quite made up his mind about that, but realizing how short his life is, he had finally made his decision.
On a more positive note, the Doctor did mean to help Sattler gain new spirits, and it worked. She had found a new motivation for continuing her work. Unfortunately, the same couldn't be said about Brown. He was about to leave the Tardis, but with a long face. I remember asking him about it.
"What's wrong?" I asked him, "You didn't enjoy the show?"
"It's not that." he replied, "It was great to watch the show, get my mind off my life's work for a moment, but... I still got my problem."
"What would that be?" I asked him.
"Well, when you're standing still, do you really think you are still?" he waited for me to nod, "Wrong. We may think we're standing still, but the planet is revolving around its axis, is in orbit around the sun, and the sun is in an orbit of its own. Traveling through time alone is not enough, I have to have my machine travel through space as well. I've tried everything, but nothing worked."
"Everything?" I wasn't sure I understood his problem completely.
"The only thing I haven't tried yet is using Newton's first law." Brown further explained, "An object that's in movement tries to stay in movement. If my time machine were somehow moving, it would be much easier for it to make the jump from one time and space into another."
"So what are you saying?" I asked him, "That your machine needs wheels?"
"Yes, something like that." Brown replied, followed by a short pause, where he smacked his own forehead: "Great Scott! Of course! Why didn't I think of that?"
"Er... I was kidding, Brown." I was trying to tell him.
"Thank you for your advice." he didn't seem to see the intended joke, "I won't forget it."
After him, Huxley was dropped off. Having discovered that there were people while dinosaurs still lived, he became determined to find clues about that. He couldn't just say that people lived back then and expect to be taken seriously, he needed evidence.
With all of them gone, only Manhattan had to return to his time and place. But before the Doctor could punch any of his controls, Manhattan had a request.
"Actually, Doctor, I want you to take me to Arizona, August 1959." Manhattan said.
"Really?" he didn't seem to understand, "Isn't that the day you... oh! Of course I will."
He did exactly as was requested. Once Manhattan was out, I asked the Doctor: "What's so special about that year?"
"It's the day that Jon Osterman became Dr. Manhattan." he answered.
"So what, he's going back to see his own birth?" I asked.
"And why wouldn't he?" he further explained, "He was in an accident that involved experimenting with atomic particals. It's complicated to explain to a layman, but what it comes down to is that he should not have survived that, nor should he have become who or what he is now."
"So you sent him back there so he could see what happened?" I asked him.
The Doctor laughed: "If he merely watched, he'd see himself die, shortly before disappearing himself."
I didn't quite understand at first. I was about to ask him what that meant, until a thought came to mind. I had seen Manhattan restore the body of a butterfly, I've been told he could change things to their molecular levels, so they'd become something else. In other words, if this Osterman that the Doctor mentioned shouldn't have survived the accident, and if Manhattan went back to witness his own birth, could he be...?
"You understand now, don't you?" the Doctor asked me.
"Damn." I exclaimed, "A time-traveling butterfly changing the fate of our world, a super-powered being is responsible for his own existence, Lecter's own..."
I stopped at the mere thought of that alone, which startled the Doctor: "What? What about him?"
I shook my head: "What I meant to say, it looks like our world wouldn't look the way it does now if it wasn't for time travelers."
"You don't know the half of it." the Doctor said this with an emotional tone, as though there was something more personal to it.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
The Doctor shrugged it off: "Are you interested in finding out more?"
The realisations that I had come to at the time were already too much to take in. On the other hand, the Doctor sounded as though I hadn't even begun to scratch the surface of it all. I could run away from it, but then the question as to what else there is would haunt me forever. So the choice was easily made.
"Sure, why not." I replied, "Can I er... rest a little first?"
"Of course." he answered, as he already started pressing a few buttons.
With this, I headed to that room where I first woke up. As I started, the Tardis started making its usual noise. I didn't know where we were headed, but I suppose if I knew that in advance, where would be the fun of finding out for myself?