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V.O: - Theorizing that one could time travel within his own lifetime, Dr. Sam Beckett stepped into the project accelerator and vanished.
He awoke to find himself trapped in the past, facing mirror images that were not his own and driven by an unknown force to change history for the better. His only guide on his journey is Al, an observer from his own time, who appears in the form of a hologram that only Sam can see and hear.
And so, Dr. Beckett finds himself leaping from life to life, striving to put right what once went wrong and hoping each time that his next leap will be the leap home.
FLASH
Sam finds himself in a car, driving along a busy road. First off all he thinks he’s on the wrong side of the road, so he moves over. Then he realizes that there’s a car coming right at him. Then he realizes that he’s sitting on the right hand side, and spots a signpost for Manchester City Centre.
Sam: Oh Boy!
Realising that he’s in England, he moves back to the other side of the road, just in time.
Flustered, he pulls off of the road, and into a shopping centre. He wanders inside, and has a look around, when someone surprises him whilst he’s in the toilets.
Al: Hey Sam.
Sam: Jesus Al, you made me jump.
An onlooker gives Sam a funny look, thinking he’s talking to his willy.
Sam: So where the where you, couldn’t you have told me I was on the wrong side of the road?
Al: Sorry Sam, Ziggy is trying to work out exactly who you are, and why you’re here.
RING RING (A mobile phone rings)
Sam: Hello?
Voice: Rio, get yourself back here right now, you’re supposed to be having a drug test.
Sam: Hey?
Voice: You’ve got half an hour. *click*
Sam looks confused. He looks into the mirror.
Sam: Al? Who am I? Al?
(Al is gone)
Sam wanders back out into the shopping centre, and in the sports shop opposite he sees the very face that was just staring him back in the mirror.
Sam: Well, I guess I’m some kind of sportsman…
Child: Rio, Rio, can I have you’re autograph?
The child thrusts a football sticker under his nose.
Sam reads it aloud: Rio Ferdinand, Manchester United. That’s who I am?
Child (confused): Can you sign it please, I’m a big fan.
Sam: Of course…
After dealing with the child, Sam heads back out to the car. He drives around for a bit, wondering where he’s supposed to be. Suddenly Al pops into the passenger seat, causing Sam to jump, and swerve a little.
Al: Christ Sam, are you trying to get us both killed?
Sam: You made me jump.
Al: Ziggy has figured out who you are. Rio Ferdinand, a soccer player for Manchester United.
Sam: I know. But what am I supposed to be doing here.
Al: Ziggy’s still working on that.
Sam: Well can you pull off a map to get us to the stadium?
Later:
Sam gets out of his car after arriving at Old Trafford. He’s greeted by an Angry Scotsman.
Scotsman: Where the hell have you been, the testers have left now, you could end up with a two year ban!
Al: That’s Sir Alex Ferguson, your manager!
Sam: I’m sorry. I forgot…
SAF: You forgot? That’s okay then, we’ll go up against the FA and tell them that and you’ll get away with it. Unless FIFA intervene, and decide to make things complicated.
Sam: So everything’s going to be okay? Al, why am I still here?
Al: Ziggy has it now. As it turns out, it has absolutely nothing to do with your football career whatsoever. You’ve got to save the career of Tony Blair?
Sam: Who?
Al: Well according to Ziggy, he’s the Prime Minister.
Sam: So what do I have to do?
Al: Just wait for the photographers to show up.
Sam: What?
Al: They’ll take your picture, print stories about you for the front pages of their newspapers. It’ll keep Tony out of the news for just long enough to pass through any laws he likes.
Sam: Seems easy enough.
Photographers pull up, as the bulbs flash, there is an even bigger flash as Sam finds himself in complete darkness.
Sam: Al? Al? Where the hell am I?
Al: Sam, it’s not good. In a minute someone is going to open this up, and light will pour in. According to Ziggy you have a 58% chance of survival if you say the following: "My name is Saddam Hussein. I am the president of Iraq and I want to negotiate."
Sam: Oh Boy
END CREDITS
> I didn't quite understand what happened at the end, was Rio captured
> by terrorists or someone from our government who was stupid enough to
> think Rio ferdinand was Saddam Hussein?
Oh the stupidity...
*do do do DO do do do do... do do... do do, do do do do do do do do DO! Do do do do, do do do do, do do do do do do do do do DO DO, do do do doody doody do*
That was the theme tune.
God bless Scott Bakula.
That was bloody brilliant. Nice one, man.
It's still just as good.
Come on people, read this.
GRR.
Great work Meka, well put together, with a good finish.
Keep it up, mate.
Oh, and Quantum Leap is brilliant.
*Ahem*
V.O: - Theorizing that one could time travel within his own lifetime, Dr. Sam Beckett stepped into the project accelerator and vanished.
He awoke to find himself trapped in the past, facing mirror images that were not his own and driven by an unknown force to change history for the better. His only guide on his journey is Al, an observer from his own time, who appears in the form of a hologram that only Sam can see and hear.
And so, Dr. Beckett finds himself leaping from life to life, striving to put right what once went wrong and hoping each time that his next leap will be the leap home.
FLASH
Sam finds himself in a car, driving along a busy road. First off all he thinks he’s on the wrong side of the road, so he moves over. Then he realizes that there’s a car coming right at him. Then he realizes that he’s sitting on the right hand side, and spots a signpost for Manchester City Centre.
Sam: Oh Boy!
Realising that he’s in England, he moves back to the other side of the road, just in time.
Flustered, he pulls off of the road, and into a shopping centre. He wanders inside, and has a look around, when someone surprises him whilst he’s in the toilets.
Al: Hey Sam.
Sam: Jesus Al, you made me jump.
An onlooker gives Sam a funny look, thinking he’s talking to his willy.
Sam: So where the where you, couldn’t you have told me I was on the wrong side of the road?
Al: Sorry Sam, Ziggy is trying to work out exactly who you are, and why you’re here.
RING RING (A mobile phone rings)
Sam: Hello?
Voice: Rio, get yourself back here right now, you’re supposed to be having a drug test.
Sam: Hey?
Voice: You’ve got half an hour. *click*
Sam looks confused. He looks into the mirror.
Sam: Al? Who am I? Al?
(Al is gone)
Sam wanders back out into the shopping centre, and in the sports shop opposite he sees the very face that was just staring him back in the mirror.
Sam: Well, I guess I’m some kind of sportsman…
Child: Rio, Rio, can I have you’re autograph?
The child thrusts a football sticker under his nose.
Sam reads it aloud: Rio Ferdinand, Manchester United. That’s who I am?
Child (confused): Can you sign it please, I’m a big fan.
Sam: Of course…
After dealing with the child, Sam heads back out to the car. He drives around for a bit, wondering where he’s supposed to be. Suddenly Al pops into the passenger seat, causing Sam to jump, and swerve a little.
Al: Christ Sam, are you trying to get us both killed?
Sam: You made me jump.
Al: Ziggy has figured out who you are. Rio Ferdinand, a soccer player for Manchester United.
Sam: I know. But what am I supposed to be doing here.
Al: Ziggy’s still working on that.
Sam: Well can you pull off a map to get us to the stadium?
Later:
Sam gets out of his car after arriving at Old Trafford. He’s greeted by an Angry Scotsman.
Scotsman: Where the hell have you been, the testers have left now, you could end up with a two year ban!
Al: That’s Sir Alex Ferguson, your manager!
Sam: I’m sorry. I forgot…
SAF: You forgot? That’s okay then, we’ll go up against the FA and tell them that and you’ll get away with it. Unless FIFA intervene, and decide to make things complicated.
Sam: So everything’s going to be okay? Al, why am I still here?
Al: Ziggy has it now. As it turns out, it has absolutely nothing to do with your football career whatsoever. You’ve got to save the career of Tony Blair?
Sam: Who?
Al: Well according to Ziggy, he’s the Prime Minister.
Sam: So what do I have to do?
Al: Just wait for the photographers to show up.
Sam: What?
Al: They’ll take your picture, print stories about you for the front pages of their newspapers. It’ll keep Tony out of the news for just long enough to pass through any laws he likes.
Sam: Seems easy enough.
Photographers pull up, as the bulbs flash, there is an even bigger flash as Sam finds himself in complete darkness.
Sam: Al? Al? Where the hell am I?
Al: Sam, it’s not good. In a minute someone is going to open this up, and light will pour in. According to Ziggy you have a 58% chance of survival if you say the following: "My name is Saddam Hussein. I am the president of Iraq and I want to negotiate."
Sam: Oh Boy
END CREDITS