Key of A, watch me for the changes and try to keep up.
Gideon and I have calculated another Aberration
- in Bhopal, 1912. - Why can't it be Aruba, 2016?
[The Chambers Brothers' "Time"]
We are history's last line of defense.
I like the sound of that.
♪ ♪
Have you gentlemen heard of the Spear of Destiny?
The Spear could alter reality itself.
Changes to history cause timequakes and Aberrations,
which we can undo.
Changes to reality, those are permanent.
You're on the run 'cause you're a time remnant.
Now something's chasing you,
trying to correct the Aberration.
One of history's worst monsters.
- [roars] - The Legion have
the Spear of Destiny and they're like gods now.
It appears that after the Legion got the Spear
and change reality, they kept us around as their pets.
♪ Time ♪
[shuddering]
You'll be forced to live your lives
in a reality that I created.
We go back in time to 1916
and we stop the Legion from ever getting
the Spear of Destiny in the first place.
♪ Time ♪
All right, Gideon, try it now.
All systems nominal, Captain.
[laughs] That's more like it.
Any luck in contacting the rest of the team?
Negative, but it stands to reason
that they would be facing challenges of their own
- in this altered reality. - Indeed.
Which is why it falls to us to rescue them.
Engines to full power.
Can you pinpoint our location, Gideon?
- Central City, 2017. - That's odd.
We must be in some sort of hangar.
One large enough to accommodate the Waverider.
Gideon, what is that?
- Is that another ship? - Negative.
It appears to be a desk lamp.
Oh, bollocks.
Right. Engage our cloak and plot a course.
- Heading, Captain? - The nearest open window.
[heroic music]
♪ ♪
Any luck?
You asked me that five minutes ago.
You know, it's not easy trying to get
a 21st century radio to communicate with
a 22nd century time ship.
Thawne never told you what he did with Rip?
No, we weren't close like that.
How you holding up?
Better than Amaya.
I never knew about you guys.
It's nothing to know.
We were just, you know, figuring it out.
I figured it out.
We've been assuming that Waverider's broadcasting
- using a quantum frequency, but... - But only if the quad band
antenna array was in alignment.
- Ray, you are a genius. - [laughs] I guess I am.
I kinda forgot what it was like.
So can you communicate with Rip or what?
Sara? Sara, is that you?
[chuckles] Good job, guys. Good job.
We didn't do anything yet.
- Rip? - Yes, Dr. Palmer,
I've honed in on your location.
Well haul ass over here and come pick us up.
There may be one small problem with that.
[rumbling]
Look, it's the teeny, weenie Englishman.
Mr. Rory, will you please stop?
Ah, relax.
Why would Thawne use the Spear of Destiny to shrink you?
Uh, I don't believe he did.
I'm assuming that he used Dr. Palmer's exosuit.
Oh. Well then, he must still have it in his lab.
We gotta steal it back and then we can unshrink the ship.
- And then what? - Rip, we have a plan
to put reality back as it was.
But you're not gonna like it.
[grunts]
Haircut, where to now?
Uh, I don't know.
I never exactly saw my exosuit here.
I just figured, where else would Thawne hide it?
All right, let's split up.
Psst, Ray!
Ah. Yes.
Oh, I have missed you.
Really, dude?
I will never, ever leave you again.
Rip, we found the suit.
You need to close in on our position
before I have to watch Ray do anymore weird stuff.
En route.
- Weird stuff? - Yeah, you got issues, dude.
[thrilling music]
♪ ♪
We got two more rent-a-thugs down the hall.
I thought that Thawne should've killed you morons
- at the reactor. [grunts] - [choking]
- Ah! - Then I realized,
now I get to kill the Legends myself. [laughs]
[exciting music]
Gideon, fire! Fire everything!
Aww, isn't that adorable?
- Is that the best you got? - How about this?
- [grunts] - [grunting]
Sara, reinforcements will be on their way.
We're heading to you, Ray.
Let's blow the roof off this place.
All right, Rip. Keep the Waverider steady.
[rumbling]
[glass shattering]
[thrilling music]
♪ ♪
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We have returned to the Battle of the Somme
- in the year 1916. - And apparently,
we're ready to destroy time itself by interfering in events
that we've already participated in.
If that's what it takes to save Amaya, count me in.
Yeah, there's no way I'm letting Grey go out
as one of Thawne's lackeys.
We can't allow Doomworld to continue
- no matter what the risk. - Okay. Well, look,
like time, reality needs to set.
Essentially, we're in a race. Not against time,
but from a reality wave initiating from 2017.
All the more reason to get moving.
At the very least, we need to mitigate
the scope of the time paradox by avoiding contact
with our former selves at all costs.
So all we have to do is help us... I mean, them...
Destroy the Spear without them knowing that we're helping.
- Kinda like Secret Santa. - We already know
where the Blood of Christ is.
So me, you and Ray, we go back to the Church of Amiens
and we leave the Blood for our former selves to find.
I got a question.
What happens to us when our former selves destroy the Spear?
Well, we cease to exist.
Because we never would have existed
if the Legion hadn't gotten the Spear.
You're saying we're the Aberrations.
In order to save the world,
we have to erase ourselves.
Huh, listen. Why don't we just go to Aruba,
get drunk... what?
Sunshine. Mai tais.
Girls in... bikinis.
[explosion booms]
[gunfire]
- All right, Ray. You're up. - I'm on it.
[gunfire]
Pardon me.
Excuse me.
Coming through.
Don't mind the tiny man flying through
the middle of no man's land!
I'm closing in on the Blood's burial spot, Captain.
- I'm here. - [electricity charging]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Well, that was easier the second time around.
[zooming]
I knew you idiots would come back from 2017.
Apart from being incredibly stupid,
you are just so predictable.
Give me back the vial.
[glass shattering]
What vial?
Ray? Ray, get out of there!
You know, my allies keep giving me the same,
simple piece of advice.
[heart beating]
They were right.
I should've done that ages ago.
♪ ♪
Hey, what are you doing?
You're gonna get yourself killed!
- We have to get him... - Sara, you can't!
- Gideon... - Sara! Sara.
He's gone.
♪ ♪
[gunfire]
So what?
Haircut said it himself, we're all Aberrations
living on borrowed time.
Besides, he's alive and well in 1916.
Mick's right. The mission hasn't changed.
Except we can't destroy the Spear
because we don't have the Blood of Christ.
So we steal the spear and get it out of 1916.
Now, you do realize that there's a big problem
with that plan, Sara.
The other us's have the Spear.
Oh, never stolen anything from myself before.
Could be interesting.
Ugh, need I remind you
that we cannot interact with ourselves.
Which is why the three of you
are gonna sneak into the other Waverider
while the other you's are at the church.
Now that... That sounds like a plan.
I suggest you hurry. Events are already in motion.
Mr. Rory's earlier self is currently
being contacted by Mr. Snart.
All right, if we're gonna go impersonating ourselves...
- You're gonna need a haircut. - Yeah.
Not for nothing, but Aruba would've been a better option.
You're not real.
You're an illumination.
- A hallucination. - Yeah, that's it.
[grunts]
Now, did that feel like a hallucination?
And how was the reunion?
I'm gonna let him, uh, spin out for a bit,
then go in for the kill, so to speak.
- Gentlemen. - What the hell
- is going on here? - That's what I was gonna ask.
Aren't you supposed to be searching for
- the Kalabros Manuscript? - I was.
And I found him and I brought him here.
We no longer need the Manuscript.
We have a different problem. The Legends are here.
We know. I just punched Mick.
Not those Legends.
And I'm not your Eobard. I'm from the future.
Yeah, what else is new?
[sighs] Okay. I mean your future.
One where we have the Spear of Destiny.
And the Legends from that future are here now, too.
Wait, there are two sets of Legends?
- When do I get to rob a bank? - Just deal with them.
Where do you think you're going?
To get backup.
- [sighs] - I hate when he does that.
♪ ♪
- You know what to do. - We'll hang back
and make sure everybody sticks to the script
Okay, I figure we got about an hour before we...
Shut up, pretty. I'm calling the shots.
I'm the thief. Englishman, disable Gideon.
We can't risk her blowing our cover.
You round up everyone in the library.
Make sure the coast is clear.
Then I can snatch the item.
You know what? This is gonna be a piece of cake.
Hey. What are you guys doing? You just left for the church.
[clears throat] So we did. And now we're back.
The church was a dead end, I'm afraid.
- Where's Ray? - He is returning
Lieutenant Tolkien to the field hospital.
You guys all right?
Yeah! [laughs] I'm just seeing double.
Yeah, we're... we're fine. We're fine.
I just need to get to the library so I can,
you know, locate Christ's blood.
I need to run some repairs on Gideon.
Yeah, and I need to get the Spear... a beer.
Yeah, well, as long as we get it first.
Are you not supposed to be guarding the Spear of Destiny?
Mr. Rory offered to spell me.
I thought you and Lieutenant Tolkien
were going to the Church at Amiens.
Uh, yeah, that didn't work out.
But I did happen to find the...
Nate.
I, um, I... I was just saying that I, uh,
believe I found the final resting place of Sir Gawain.
- So do you wanna tell us? - Tell you?
- Are you feeling all right? - You look like
you've seen a ghost.
No... yeah, no. I'm... I'm fine.
Yeah, sorry, I... [clears throat]
I... I think the location of Gawain and, you know,
the Blood of Christ is in the, um...
- Galapagos Islands. - [scoffs]
The Blood of Christ is in the Galapagos Islands?
- Yeah. In 1984. - [sighs]
How could a relic from the Crusades
wind up in the Galapagos during the Reagan Administration?
Perhaps Gideon can help. Gideon?
Oh, no. Where's Gideon?
I'm gonna go and check on her.
I'll come with you.
Why are you looking at me like that?
What's going on?
I miss you so much.
You've been gone for five minutes.
[sighs]
I got it!
Where's pretty?
- Away team, what's your status? - Uh, we have the Spear,
but Dr. Heywood is running behind.
What the hell is he doing?
- Where the hell have you been? - Eh, um...
I'm, uh, I'm sorry. I just got... I got distracted.
We gotta get out of here.
Negative.
We got a new problem.
Your old selves are back.
Hang on. You mean that we've returned from the church?
Yes, and if you come out of the ship now,
they'll see you and wreck time itself.
You're trapped in there.
Good one!
We have to stop them from getting to the ship.
Guys.
We have a... a new problem.
The ship... it's broken.
Uh, well what Sara means is there's a radiation leak.
- Radiation leak? - Yes, and it's very dangerous
so we need to keep our distance.
If you could just follow me this way.
Wait, where's Amaya?
She's safe. We got everyone...
off of the ship right away.
Except Grey, who's working on fixing the ship right now.
I thought you said it was too dangerous to be on board.
[laughs] What's a little radiation
for one half of Firestorm? [laughs]
I assumed we'd be on our way to 1984 by now.
Yeah, Rip took Gideon offline.
Said something about an efficiency scan,
which should've been done by now.
- How strange. - Yeah, like how Nate was acting
- in the library. - Shouldn't Raymond be back
from returning Tolkien to his regiment?
Ray. What's your 20?
Uh, I'm standing right in front of you.
Ray, listen to me: whoever that is, she's an imposter.
- Take her out. - What about the other Jax?
Whoa, whoa, wait. There's a fake version of me, too?
- Yeah. - Ray, whoever this bozo is,
kick his ass!
- With pleasure. - Okay. Huh.
- Sorry, Sara. - For what?
Listening to you.
- Whoa! - Big dude, chill out, bro!
- What are you doing? - We're not imposters!
This is madness! What has come over you people?
- If you would... - [grunting]
- Oh, Ray! - ...just...
let me explain!
If fake me is anything like real me,
Ray's gonna need some help.
Copy that, Captain.
[grunts]
Enough waiting, we gotta get out of here.
We can't. Our prior selves are out there right now.
If we leave, they'll see us.
Then don't go.
Whoa.
Mr. Jackson, I can explain.
That you're the Legion in disguise?
Yeah, I know.
Thawne's face changing technology is incredible.
Hang on.
I don't think she's an imposter.
This is the genuine Ms. Lance and Mr. Jackson.
W-what?
But you told us never to revisit our past.
Why would they do that?
You'll have to ask them that.
[sighs]
They almost made it off the ship with this.
All right. Who's wearing whose faces?
We are not the Legion. Believe it or not,
we are actually future iterations of yourselves
who've travelled back in time to prevent
some form of calamity.
I don't believe it. Why would Rip Hunter
break the first rule of time travel?
I'm asking myself the very same question.
Both: Oh, bollocks.
[explosion booms]
What the hell was that?
It's a timequake.
The result of us interacting with ourselves.
- Well, that wasn't so bad. - Yeah, give it time.
Whose bright idea was it
to do the one thing that could jeopardize all of time?
Yours.
What the hell are you staring at?
Just imagining what you'd look like without teeth.
Both: Knock it off, Rory.
I can't believe that even we
would do anything so foolish,
unless something went terribly wrong
the first time you were here.
Uh, I can't help but notice...
Not all of us came back with you.
What happens to us in the future?
Well...
dead, dead, good as dead.
Look, the Spear ended up in the Legion's hands.
Bad things happened and it sucked.
But if we prevent the Legion from ever getting the Spear
in the first place, everything goes back to normal
and you all get to live.
- Where are you going? - To think.
Perhaps you should go with her.
- Two heads are better than one. - Yeah.
In the future you're from, the Legion gets the Spear.
Yes.
So this is my fault.
It's more of a team effort, really.
Can I ask you a question?
Do you wish you would have used it?
- No. - But you could've
stopped all of this.
You could've erased the Legion of Doom from existence.
You could have kept your team alive.
You know why I... We can't use it.
The Spear... It draws on our desires,
our weaknesses, our hatred.
Our darkness.
We're not strong enough to wield it.
The spear is a weapon.
And you know what we do with weapons.
Doing some light reading on Zembezi, I see.
What do you want?
I came here to drop some future knowledge on you.
You need to do yourself a favor
and stop being the ambassador of chill
and tell Amaya how you feel about her.
Okay. How do I feel about her?
You're in love with her.
[sighs] Look, I...
I really, really like Amaya.
I saw Leonard Snart put a gun to her head and kill her.
I watched Amaya die.
I lost her forever.
You understand me?
What do you want me to do?
We all wanna change the future.
I'm not talking about the future.
I'm talking about changing who you are now.
I want you to do the things I wish I would've done
instead of the things I wish I would've said.
You wanna know why?
Because there's nothing... Nothing worse
than looking back at your life with regret.
[gunfire, explosions booming]
[screaming]
- Yep. Still weird. - Please tell me you two
have figured a way out of this mess.
- [crashing] - Uh! Clearly not.
- Was that another timequake? - I don't think so.
- Someone's firing at us. - Captain, our shields
- are nearly depleted. - Both: Copy that.
- Sorry, habit. - [crashing]
That was a bit powerful for World War I air artillery.
That would explain it.
The ship's taking too much damage.
We gotta make a time jump.
I really would not recommend that.
[crashing]
- Outta my way. - Hey, that's my seat!
Travelling through time with ourselves
could create a paradox exponentially larger
than the one we have already created.
- What do you think? - That we have to do
whatever it takes to keep the Spear
out of the Legion's hands.
Hold on.
- What's going on? - It's the result of us
interacting with our previous selves.
It's a time-storm.
[rumbling]
[all groaning]
We're still in World War I.
Both: Gideon, get us out of here.
Negative, Captains.
The ship has sustained critical damage.
Well, good news. The time-storm seems
to have caused a temporary ceasefire.
The bad news is the Legion of Doom's still trying to kill us.
Wait, how far do you even think we'll be able
- to make it out there? - You only have to make it
as far as the other Waverider.
You want us to time jump together again?
Uh... you saw what just happened.
We won't be time jumping together.
You're not coming with us.
This has always been a one-way ticket for us.
Your team has to get the Spear of Destiny
away from here.
We won't fail you guys.
- Guys, we've got company. - I see 'em.
Everybody clear on the plan?
Run like hell. Try not to die.
What about you guys? You ready?
Other than the fact that I can't Firestorm
and Nate can't Steel?
You bet your sweet ass we're ready.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[guns cocking]
[lasers blasting]
♪ ♪
- Damn it. - Damien, I think we should
- go back to basics. - Yeah, you're right.
Killing's gotten so gosh darn impersonal lately.
Ah.
[screaming]
Uh, uhh!
Ah, ahh.
♪ ♪
No!
[grunts]
[pained whimpering]
- No. - [exhales]
Jefferson, no, please. Please!
[grunts]
Ah! [grunts]
[grunts]
Grey!
Come on, Grey.
Come on, come on.
♪ ♪
[grunting]
Ahh! [grunts]
- Let him go, Mick. - [gun powers up]
I'm not listening to you anymore.
Come on, is that any way to talk to your old partner?
I don't have a partner. I have a team.
Yeah, Darhk said you'd gone soft.
- [laughs] - Lemme fix that for you.
[weapon fires]
Uh.
Mick, no! No!
[weapon powering up]
- What's your problem? - You're... you're alive!
You hug me, I'll kill you.
Okay. Later.
♪ ♪
Hey! The Waverider's just around...
- [blade stabbing] - Ahh! [grunts]
I thought you were made of steel.
No!
Get this in the ship.
Oh, I've been waiting for this.
[grunts]
Ah, ahh!
[both grunting]
Ahh!
Ohh!
Ah.
What are you waiting for?
Do it.
Death would be too kind.
[grunts]
- [blow lands] - [grunts]
[thud]
Nice work. Both of you.
Where's the Spear?
[sighs] You took it to the rendezvous point.
Oh, did I? Right.
If you don't wanna get stuck in 1916,
get to the ship now.
That means you, Amaya.
- Nathaniel. - [exhales]
Don't be a douche.
Excuse me?
I won't, bro.
[sighs]
[somber music]
♪ ♪
[thrilling music]
♪ ♪
- I can't believe we made it. - Don't jinx it.
[electricity zapping]
Aw, he jinxed it!
I hate that guy.
[grunts]
Not that guy.
These guys!
[dramatic music]
You travelled back in time to help yourselves,
I figured I could do the same.
You know, it's true what they say.
If you want something done right,
you really have to do it yourself.
♪ ♪
Give me the Spear and I'll spare your team.
You can go to hell.
No, but I'll make a hell for you.
Do you really wanna lose another one?
Last chance.
Use the Spear.
B'khi-eel.
Ah-ash-lem-tu-on.
K'i-aheen. Kh'det Bay-all-ma-ah.
It can't be me. Use it. Fix the world.
- Just do it, Sara! - Look, I can't.
There's too much darkness inside of me.
I can't control it.
♪ ♪
I believe in you.
You're stronger than you know.
♪ ♪
[high-pitched ringing]
[music playing on TV]
There's no place like home.
Well, the cork broke off,
but I think I managed to salvage it.
Here.
To doing movie night more often.
This never happened.
This is the Spear doing this.
This isn't real.
No, it's not,
but it can be.
You can remake reality however you see fit.
[sighs] You were always the better of us, Laurel.
You were the strong one.
I'm damaged.
I know.
The Gambit,
Lian Yu,
League of Assassins,
you dying.
I could take it all back.
But you won't.
Everything...
that has happened to me...
All the suffering that I endured,
it's all led to this moment, hasn't it?
The Spear doesn't need someone pure of heart.
It needs someone strong enough to do the right thing.
Sara, it needs you.
Even if doing the right thing...
means not having you back?
I'm never too far away.
[sighs]
I love you.
I love you, too.
Too slow, Ms. Lance.
Far too slow.
To think you had actual godhood
literally in your grasp.
Well, I'm not going to make the mistake I made the first time.
I'm going to erase you all from existence.
You won't even be dead.
B'khi-eel. Ah-ash-lem-tu-on.
K'i-aheen.
Kh'det Bay-all-ma-ah.
I may have made one small change to reality.
You depowered the Spear. [laughs]
Well, I guess we'll just have to do this the old fashioned way.
I am going to drive this through your heart.
[roaring]
Yeah. About that...
[roars]
No.
[roars]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[screams]
[grunts, roars]
You did it.
You would've done the same thing.
Remember, Legends never die.
[echoing]
[sighs]
Really? "Goonies"?
What's a goonie?
Ehh.
All right, Malcolm is back in 2016, where he belongs.
- In prison? - No.
His crappy apartment.
And what are your plans for the two of us?
We're dead in 2017, remember?
I'm not taking you back to 2017.
Should've done this in France, Mick.
Could've saved us both a lot of time.
I didn't bring you here to kill you, Leonard.
So what are we doing here?
This is where Thawne recruited you for the Legion.
I'm gonna wipe your memory and put you on the right path.
You mean the path where I join up with some Brit twit
and die trying to save the world?
No, you die trying to save your friends.
Still a death sentence.
You know what your punishment is, Leonard?
You end up being a better man.
And so do I.
Better?
You mean softer.
No.
I mean better.
Mm.
All right, so let me get this straight.
In retaliation for me helping kill your team,
bending reality and torturing you,
I'm to wear this ridiculous outfit and shoes without socks?
Just setting things right.
You mean setting me on the path to killing your sister.
I've already made that choice.
I'm okay with it.
And so is Laurel.
And how do you know that?
Hey, Gideon said we're going back to 1942.
The mission's over. The Legion's been put back
in their proper places in the timeline, so...
now it's my turn.
Okay, um...
Well, if you don't mind, I'd like to get off
- at that stop with you. - What?
Look, I lost you once already,
even though it was a different me and a different you.
And I don't ever wanna do that again.
Or at all.
I don't know what to say.
Say, "Nate, come with me to 1942."
I can't say that, Nathaniel.
Because I don't want to go back to 1942.
I know that I'm supposed to.
I know I have a destiny and that we shouldn't damage time
any more than we already have, but I have to believe
that time is stronger than that.
And that if I have a destiny,
it'll wait for me.
[gentle music]
Hey, you going on a trip?
Uh, yes, in fact.
I was joking.
Right. Yes, well, we both know
that I don't have a sense of humor at times.
But, uh, yes, I am taking my leave.
What do you mean, "leave"?
This team has functioned far better in my absence
than it ever did under my leadership.
- You saved reality itself. - Well, you were there, too.
Yes, but I've realized that there's nothing further
for me to teach you.
- Any of you. - So, what?
You're just gonna walk out of here and not say good-bye?
I was going to borrow the jump ship, actually.
I think Mick would call that stealing.
Oh, yes. Well, maybe Mr. Rory
has had somewhat of an effect on me.
And you on me, Captain.
Ah, I'm no longer the captain.
You are.
And in that spirit...
permission to depart, Captain Lance.
Permission granted.
Stay out of trouble.
What, without you lot?
I think that'll actually be quite easy.
♪ ♪
Mick, you wanna do the honors? Plot a course?
You earned it.
Gideon, set a course for Aruba.
Roger that, Mr. Rory.
Setting a course for Aruba, the year 2017.
[rumbling]
- What was that? - This is what happens
when you put Mr. Rory in charge of navigation.
In fact, it was another time-storm.
It seems the disruption you created in 1916
was just the start.
We've been ejected out of the Temporal Zone.
- Get ready for a hard landing. - Oh, come on!
Can we please go five minutes without crashing the Waverider?
[rumbling]
[sighs]
Is everyone okay?
This ain't Aruba.
No, this is Los Angeles, 2017.
Oh, boy.
Guys.
I think we broke time.
[roaring]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
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