Can someone explain this ending more? Or post a link to where I can read about it?
This is most of it:
DR. MANHATTAN
Space and time. I finally understand, Laurie. I see it all now.
LAURIE
Jon -- for God¹s sake, what do you see?
DR. MANHATTAN
I see what the watchmaker made. I see the universe!
He lifts his arms; PARTICLES OF LIGHT appear from nowhere and whiz
around his body like superaccelerated fireflies. The lights in the
room dim; it's as if DR. MANHATTAN is absorbing all the power of the
world into his own massive frame.
DR. MANHATTAN
My work here is finished . . .
The others cower. They sense that something large is about to
happen. In the past, JON OSTERMAN is pounding on the glass of the
test chamber; in the present, DR. MANHATTAN reaches out to touch the
tiny hole in time.
He does, and in a BLAZE of BLINDING BLUE LIGHT the tiny rift EXPANDS
into a SHIMMERING FISSURE. DR. MANHATTAN PEELS BACK ITS EDGES AND
STEPS THROUGH . . . INTO THE PAST.
238. INT. TEST CHAMBER - THAT MOMENT
JON OSTERMAN turns away from the observation panel. To his utter
bewilderment, a HUGE BLUE FIGURE -- surrounded by sparks and smiling
gloriously -- has materialized in the chamber behind him.
DR. MANHATTAN
Don't be afraid, Jon. I'll be here with you.
A second before the particle cannons kick in, DR. MANHATTAN steps
forward -- and FUSES WITH JON, their bodies becoming one.
For a moment JON is still visible, with DR. MANHATTAN's frame
surrounding him, like a translucent shield of pure energy; then DR.
MANHATTAN coalesces into a solid protective HUSK around him. As the
chamber begins to glow, a network of HAIRLINE CRACKS spreads across
the shell of his body. BLUE LIGHT spills through the seams; he
spreads his hands -- no in pain, but in triumph; and with a blinding
FLASH, DR. MANHATTAN explodes outward, a million fragments merging
with nothingness . . .
. . . to expose a dumbstruck JON OSTERMAN in his place. The blue
light dims and the chamber reverts to normal. Miraculously, he's
alive -- astonished, but perfectly intact.
239. INT. GILA FLATS TEST LAB - A MOMENT LATER
The timelocked door pops open and JON staggers out into the midst of
his awed colleagues, who've seen everything through the observation
panel.
SCIENTIST
What in the name of God . . .
The SCIENTISTS advance cautiously toward the chamber. JANEY,
sobbing, rushes forward and throws her arms around the dazed JON. As
she clings to him, her face pressed tightly against his chest, he
looks down at his hands; his fist is still closed around . . .
JON
Your watch, Janey. I fixed your watch --
SCIENTIST II
LOOK!!
The SCIENTIST is staring wide-eyed at the rear wall of the chamber .
. . which isn't there. Instead, there's a rippling, irregular
RUPTURE -- a pulsating HOLE IN TIME -- and visible beyond it are
three odd-looking and very frightened figures: DREIBERG, LAURIE, and
RORSCHACH.
240. REVERSE ANGLE - VEIDT'S LAB - THE PRESENT
DREIBERG, LAURIE, and RORSCHACH stare THROUGH the rupture at the
astounded SCIENTISTS.
LAURIE
What happened -- ?
DREIBERG
He saved himself. He changed the past.
LAURIE
Where did he go?
Before DREIBERG can suggest an answer, the cleft in time begins to
THROB and SHIMMER, slowly SEALING ITSELF OFF before their eyes. For
a moment everything's back to normal --
-- and then, to their mounting horror, the room they're in begins to
DISSOLVE AROUND THEM . . . FADING AWAY INTO A BLANK WHITE VOID.
A sudden percussive POP. The white void seems to shrivel around
them, collapsing into a protective bubble of force as they plunge
into . . .
241. EXT. VORTEX EFFECT
DREIBERG, LAURIE and RORSCHACH spinning and tumbling through an
otherdimensional funhouse of sound and color. If space and time
could be compressed into a single extravagant E-ticket joyride, this
would be it. Their bodies contract and distend, warp and elongate;
their tortured mouths emit soundless shrieks; and then, before they
know it, they find themselves deposited --
242. EXT. NEW YORK STREET - NIGHT
-- smack in the middle of a busy intersection. The three of them
materialize from nowhere; a southbound VAN swerves to avoid them,
slamming into a row of parked cars, and a northbound TAXICAB does the
same, knocking over a fire hydrant.
LAURIE
Dan, is this -- is this New York??
DREIBERG
Those cars. What year is this??
LAURIE
Everything's changed --
It's a disorienting world they've landed in. In fact, it's
our world, our New York, and everything -- the cars,
the clothing, the very look of the city -- seems just a trifle out of
whack . . .
RORSCHACH
Hnrrrrr -- we never happened.
BYSTANDERS cluster about, laughing and taunting, highly amused by the
obvious puzzlement of the freakish trio in their midst. There are, of
course, no costumed heroes in our world, and their sudden
presence prompts a Babel of speculation among the onlookers:
Nuts? Fruits? Out-of-work actors?
RORSCHACH takes a swing at one of the curious, who gets a touch too
close, and the mood begins to turn hostile. The CROWD, now grown to
several dozen people, is threatening to block the intersection
altogether; a MOUNTED POLICEMAN rides up on his stallion and blows a
shrill WHISTLE.
DREIBERG
Oh my God, they still ride around on horses!
243. EXT. NEWSSTAND - THAT MOMENT
The same newsstand we've seen all along -- but luckily, here in our
world, the headlines are only mildly discouraging: "RUSSIAN SUMMIT
TALKS COLLAPSE." Like everyone else, our old friend the NEWS VENDOR
is gapin at the ruckus on the street.
NEWS VENDOR
Jesus Christ, it must be Halloween.
His sidekick, the small black KID who reads comic books, points to
the befuddled trio on the street and LAUGHS in gleeful recognition.
KID
BLEEP, man! It's Rorschach! And Night Owl!
NEWS VENDOR
What are you talkin' about?
KID
Superheroes! Check it out!
He thrusts a COMIC BOOK into the NEWS VENDOR's hand and races off to
join the growing throng of rubberneckers. The NEWS VENDOR stares
down at the costumed characters in the comic book -- "WATCHMEN" --
then throws a cockeyed squint at their real-life counterparts on the
street.
KID
All right! They must be on a case.
244. EXT. STREET - THAT MOMENT - NIGHT
HORNS BLARE. ALL TRAFFIC HAS STOPPED. The intersection is mobbed
with curious ONLOOKERS. By now a half-dozen BEAT COPS have arrived
to clear the streets and restore order.
COP I
Break it up! Stand back!
COP II
Come on, you three. If this is some kind of publicity stunt --
DREIBERG, LAURIE, and RORSCHACH have fallen into a tight circle.
They don't know what to expect and they're poised for a brawl. The
taunting crowd gives them plenty of room; even the COPS are hesitant
to advance.
LAURIE
Dan -- what do we do now?
DREIBERG
(panicked)
Wherever we are, it's better than what we left. Backs together --
LAURIE
We'll tell them what's happened. They'll listen to reason, won't
they -- ?
RORSCHACH
They'd better.
And on RORSCHACH's final vicious HISS, we SHOCK CUT TO BLACK.
