Ray blinks a few times, thinking, but in his world it's 1987. There'll be no Equilibrium for years yet. Heck, where he comes from, Christian Bale still looks like that kid in Empire of the Sun.
"Sorry," Ray says. "Can't say I- oh! Oh, you must know the other me. I'm sorry, I haven't checked up on my briefings yet. I'm not the Ray you know, Robert. I'm from a different version of the same reality."
"There's more than one version of our world," Ray explains. "Where I live, it's 1987, and we got kicked out of Columbia University and fought Gozer in 1984. Where the Ray who usually comes here lives, it's probably 2005 or 2006, and he got kicked out of Columbia in 2003. There's a couple of other Ray Stantzes that I know about, because he writes letters to other versions of himself and leaves them in his room just in case. We're all different versions of the same person, but we're the only versions of us in our respective worlds."
That's a bit much to take in for the kid, but he nods slowly as if he understands, "...Is that possible?" Alternate versions of himself just seem a little weird.
"Well, the theories say there's an infinite number of alternate worlds in which any given individual could exist," Ray says. "But in practical terms, not so much. It's not just me, though. There's lots of people here who've probably got alternate versions of themselves out there and they just don't know it."
"No," says Ray. "I'm me. He's him. I'm me in my universe, he's him in his. I've never met him, or any other versions of me, so as far as I'm concerned it doesn't particularly matter. Should it?"
"...well I mean if it's completely defined for you..." Robbie nods, "I guess it shouldn't. Identity's a funny thing though. I dunno if I'd not be bothered by a bunch of different versions of me."
"It all depends. I understand Dr. Venkman didn't take it very well at all when he found out," Ray says with a shrug. "Some people aren't prepared for that kind of thing. It's like a chance to see what I would've been like under other circumstances, though, is how I see it. What I would've been like if I was born somewhere else, or grew up somewhere else, or- you know, all kinds of things."
"Doctor Stanz?" He looks a little different, but still...
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Robbie blinks, "Robert Preston Sir? John Preston's son?"
He was kind of hoping the fellow had seen his dad.
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"Sorry," Ray says. "Can't say I- oh! Oh, you must know the other me. I'm sorry, I haven't checked up on my briefings yet. I'm not the Ray you know, Robert. I'm from a different version of the same reality."
Hey, it makes sense to him.
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Robbie frowns, staring intently at him.
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That's a bit much to take in for the kid, but he nods slowly as if he understands, "...Is that possible?" Alternate versions of himself just seem a little weird.
A world without Father.
"....Is that just you? Or everybody?"
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Robbie's in a questioning mood.
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And Ray can interpret that as he will.
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