The sign on the wall seemed to quaver under a film of sliding warm water. Eckels felt his eyelids blink over his stare, and the sign burned in this momentary darkness:
TIME SAFARI, INC.
SAFARIS TO ANY YEAR IN THE PAST.
YOU NAME THE ANIMAL.
WE TAKE YOU THERE.
YOU SHOOT IT.
Warm phlegm gathered in Eckels' throat; he swallowed and pushed it down. Themuscles around his mouth formed a smile as he put his hand slowly out upon the air, and in that hand waved a check for ten thousand dollars to the man behind the desk.
Eckels : "Does this safari guarantee I come back alive?"
Official: "We guarantee nothing," "except the dinosaurs."
John: "This is Mr. Travis, your Safari Guide in the Past.”
Official: “He’ll tell you what and where toshoot. If he says no shooting, no shooting. If you disobey instructions “
John: “There's a stiff penalty of another ten thousand dollars, plus possible government action, on your return."
Travis: “If you follow all directions, you should worry less.”
John: “This will be an unforgettable adventure “
Lesperance: “A touch of the hand and this burning would, on the instant, beautifullyreverse itself. Out of chars and ashes, out of dust and coals, like golden salamanders, the old years, the green years, might leap; roses sweeten the air, white hair turn Irish-black, wrinkles vanish; all, everything fly back to seed, flee death, rush down to their beginnings, suns rise in western skies and set in glorious east, moons eat themselves opposite to the custom, all and everythingcupping one in another like Chinese boxes, rabbits into hats, all and everything returning to the fresh death, the seed death, the green death, to the time before the beginning. A touch of a hand might do it, the merest touch of a hand.”
Eckels : "Unbelievable." "A real Time Machine." "Makes you think, If the election had gone badly yesterday, I might be here now running away from the results. ThankGod Keith won. He'll make a fine President of the United States."
Billing : "Yes," "We're lucky. If Deutscher had gotten in, we'd have the worst kind of dictatorship. There's an anti everything man for you, a militarist, anti-Christ, anti-human, anti-intellectual. People called us up, you know, joking but not joking. Said if Deutscher became President they wanted to go live in 1492.”
Kramer: “Of course it's not our business to conduct Escapes, but to form Safaris. Anyway, Keith's President now. All you got to worry about is-"
Eckels: "Shooting my dinosaur," "A Tyrannosaurus Rex. The Tyrant Lizard, the most incredible monster in history.
Official: “Sign this release. Anything happens to you, we're not responsible. Those dinosaurs are hungry."
Eckels: "Trying to scare me!"
John:"Frankly, yes. We don't want anyone going who'll panic at the first shot. Six Safari leaders were killed last year, and a dozen hunters. We're here to give you the severest thrill a real hunter ever asked for. Traveling you back sixty million years to bag the biggest game in all of Time. “
Lesperance: "Good luck," "Mr. Travis, he's all yours."
Travis: “The time has come and here we go”They moved silently across the room, taking their guns with them, toward the Machine, toward the silver metal and the roaring light.
First a day and then a night and then a day and then a night, then it was day-night-day-night. A week, a month, a year, a decade! A.D. 2055. A.D. 2019. 1999! 1957! Gone! The Machine roared.
They put on their oxygen helmets and tested the intercoms.
Eckels swayedon the padded seat, his face pale, his jaw stiff. He felt the trembling in his arms and he looked down and found his hands tight on the new rifle. There were four other men in the Machine. Travis, the Safari Leader, his assistant, Lesperance, and two other hunters, Billings and Kramer. They sat looking at each other, and the years blazed around them.
Eckels: "Can these guns get a dinosaur...