Quantum Leap1989

Sam:
I know how to open the chamber door. I designed Ziggy with a back-door code, so that I could override any command, even one dealing with catastrophic failure. All we have to do is get the code to Gushie.

Admiral Al Calavicci:
Oh, well, that should be easy enough. All we have to do is wait half a century.

Sam:
Well, in a sense, yes, but for us, it'll be instantaneous. Now, we've gotta figure out what the date is where I'm at today.

Admiral Al Calavicci:
September 18th, 1999.

Sam:
Your Swiss-cheesed brain remembers today's date?

Admiral Al Calavicci:
My fifth wife is suing me for more alimony, and that's the court date. There's some days you don't forget.

Sam:
Okay. Okay. We deliver a letter to Gushie on September the 18th, nineteen-hundred and ninety-nine.

Admiral Al Calavicci:
Who's gonna wait 54 years to deliver a letter?

Sam:
The post office. And my dad's lawyer, Doc Krosnov. We mail Doc Krosnov a letter, right? With, say, a hundred bucks.

Admiral Al Calavicci:
For the stamp.

Sam:
No, no, no, no, no, it's 1945. $100 will do very nicely. We mail him a letter, with $100 and instructions to have the code delivered to Gushie on September the 18th, nineteen-hundred and ninety-nine.

Admiral Al Calavicci:
It could work.

Sam:
It's gotta work.