(A train is speeding south along the California coast. Meanwhile, a wounded woman is brought to the Angeles Hospital emergency room.) SIMON: I know what caused the flash-forwards. You don't believe me. CAMILLE: Well, of course I do. The world's greatest mystery's been solved by a boozer on a train bound for Los Angeles. SIMON: Can you connect to the internet with that? Real quick, do an image search for "quantum physicist genius." Go on. I'll wait. Which popped up first – Me winning the Robert Wilson award or the jaunty one of me holding lab goggles over my genitals? CAMILLE: Of course.