7 Days

Josef: Where does it land? Frank: That's the thing, you never know. Olga: We're still working out the bugs.

Olga: Well, we learned how they tracked you down in the previous timeline. The x-rays show a tiny chip in the back of your head, right about here. Frank: What!? They low-jacked me?

Pretznef: How does this machine work? Frank: Well, when they say "engage," I engage. Pretznef: And me? Frank: And you? You can put your head between your legs and engage your sorry ass goodbye.

Rugoff: Why can you only go back seven days? Frank: Has to do with regeneration of the alien fuel, and its critical mass, and, uh, and I don't know, it's quite boring, really.