JAX: Previously on Legends Of Tomorrow...
Thank you for notifying us of Director Hunter's whereabouts.
Now the Legends are free to fly the skies?
The Time Bureau has bigger things to worry about
than a bunch of idiots.
Mallus is getting stronger, Captain Lance.
There is a war coming, and history needs you to be ready.
- Do I know you? - No. No.
I'm Marty.
BARRY: So, you're Leonard Snart's doppelganger?
No, I'm Leonard Snart, but you can call me Leo.
I'm asking you to let me die
so that you may live.
(SOBS)
This is the last store in town with the Beebo dolls, Clarissa.
I promise I am not leaving without one for Lily.
Professor Stein. Merry Christmas.
And a happy Hanukkah to you, Chuck.
Every kid needs a Beebo doll, right?
So it would seem.
I got one. I can't believe I got one!
(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
I don't suppose you can tell me how many Beebos you have back there.
Plenty. Don't worry about it.
(WHISPERS) That was our last one.
Actually, we just ran out of them.
- But you just said... - I'm sorry, folks.
We are expecting a new shipment in February.
February?
Five-year-olds don't wait until February.
Wait!
There's one more Beebo right there!
Move!
(ALL CLAMORING)
Think, Marty.
Distance of about six meters, allowing for air resistance.
Breathe in, hold... (INHALES)
- Eureka. I've got it! - BEEBO: Beebo loves you.
(ALL GASP)
Get him!
(ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
- Barbarians! - (MUSIC PLAYING)
(PANTING)
Great Scott!
(ALL YELLING)
Barbarians?
Gideon said that you wanted to see me.
Come in.
Have a seat.
You comfortable?
I know the Legends lost a friend.
I've been there.
I want to help you guys through the grieving period.
Oh, that's very sweet of you.
I want to give you the chance to get anything off your chest.
Anything at all. What would you like to say...
To Professor Martin Stein?
I think that everyone copes in their own ways.
It's clear the Legends are ill-equipped to cope at all.
This way?
This is wrong.
Well, actually, there is one question I never got to ask Marty.
Great.
When I reduce the Waverider's coefficient
of sinusoidal depleneration,
it seems to inversely hyper-celerate.
Let's hear it again.
What would you like to say to me, Nathaniel?
Still, a little too nasally. Remember, you speak very precisely.
This is therapy. Not acting class.
Nice. That's the right level of frustration.
Very Stein. Now just do it with the puppet.
(GRUNTS)
My goodness, you're really working out some rage issues
with Professor Stein.
No, I just hate puppets.
All right, I am putting the puppet away.
I get it now. It wasn't the best tactic.
Look, Jax,
I think that you, even more so than the others,
must be in pain about this.
He died so I could live. End of story.
It wasn't your fault.
I should never have given him that Firestorm cure.
I should've been strong enough for both of us...
Mmm.
No. We're not doing this.
(RUMBLING)
What was that?
An anachronism caused a disturbance in a temporal zone
which created a Timequake.
And this is where Marty would've said, "Fascinating."
All right, everybody, I know you're sad,
so this is what we're gonna do.
I want you to take all of your feelings about Martin
and put it in a box, and then I want you to close the box.
And then you're gonna lock the box.
Well, that sounds healthy.
Maybe not, but we got a job to do.
Gideon, the anachronism, please.
ZARI: A "Level 12"?
GIDEON: "Level 10" didn't do itjustice.
Leif Erikson's Vikings set up a colony in the New World
around 1000 AD.
Little known fact, the Vikings "discovered" the Americas 492 years
before Columbus, but due to Erikson's adoption of Christianity,
the Vikings decided to pack up their bags and head home.
Sorry, Gideon, you were saying?
In this version of history, the Vikings stayed and conquered
all of North America or as it's called now, New Valhalla.
- Cool hat. - How many beers is that?
It's not even noon yet.
You have a problem, Mickey.
I don't have a problem. Now shut up.
All right. Let's go.
I don't think the Legends are ready for the field.
Listen, Leo, kicking ass is how we heal.
I don't like it, sister.
This land is bountiful, but its people,
these Skraelings...
They're skilled warriors.
We should not challenge them.
It's time to return home to Greenland.
Brother, this continent is vast.
Who knows how far west it goes and what riches it has to plunder?
It is our destiny to conquer all of New Valhalla.
NATE: That's Leif Erikson and his sister Freydis.
Now, this moment has huge historical significance.
It determines whether or not the Vikings leave North America
which for me is very exciting...
You okay, man?
Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.
Let's just stay on mission.
Okay.
The Christian monks say that endless war
means our people will never know peace.
It is what the Blue God has demanded, brother.
The anachronism isn't a weapon.
JAX: Uh, guys, we're dealing with some kind of Blue God.
Found him.
SARA: Is that Martin?
Martin's the anachronism.
They use his genius to conquer the New World.
Hey, it's supposed to be a stealth mission.
Damn it!
SARA: Jax, get back into position. Now.
Jefferson, what are you doing here? I haven't seen you since...
1987.
Uh, don't worry, Martin. I'm gonna get you out of here.
Wait! No, no, no, no!
(SCREAMS)
- Hey, you all right? - Most certainly not!
Look out!
(VIKING GRUNTS)
I haven't had a bath or a change of clothes for over a week.
I could've died.
- Was it something I said? - No, nothing. It's fine.
We just gotta get out of here before the rest of the clan comes.
No, no, no. Wait, wait.
- We have to go back. - Go back for what?
- My Beebo. - What the hell is a Beebo?
As in "cuddle me" Beebo?
It's a Hanukkah gift for Lily.
We're not going back for some damn toy!
You don't understand!
That damn toy is gonna change history!
The four-eyed man has escaped.
No matter.
We still have our god.
(GIGGLES)
Beebo hungry.
And our God hungers for battle!
- ALL: Yeah! - Yeah!
(CHANTING) Beebo! Beebo!
Beebo! Beebo!
Beebo! Beebo! Beebo!
- Beebo! Beebo! - (GIGGLES)
All right, let me get this straight.
So the Vikings think that Beebo is a god.
Beebo as in, (IMITATING BEEBO) "Wow, wow, Beebo love you!"
As preposterous as it sounds, that obnoxious toy
is the only reason I survived.
The Vikings who found me in the woods
were about to kill me when Beebo spoke.
It was like a spell was cast over the barbarians.
Here. This should warm you up.
- Earl Grey? - With a little bit of brandy.
Oh. My favorite. Thank you, Jefferson.
NATE: It does make sense.
Norse mythology is filled with creatures like Beebo.
Trolls, gnomes, tomtens...
Okay, sure.
But thinking he's a god who wants them to conquer the New World?
You see, at first, the Vikings thought
that only I could make Beebo talk.
But, it soon became clear that my translations
were not what Leif's sister wanted to hear.
Freydis usurped my position and twisted Beebo's words
for her own agenda.
All right, sounds like we gotta go get that Beebo,
and send the Vikings packing.
Zari, can you take young Stein to get cleaned up?
Come on.
I could help him, it's just, I've got nothing else...
- It's okay. Zari's got it. - Hmm.
Mart... Marty. Martin.
You're looking young and lively.
- Good to see you. - You too, Raymond.
One question. Where's me?
- Uh... - At peace.
With your family for the holidays.
Oh, I almost forgot!
Happy Hanukkah.
I'll drink to that.
(GRUNTS)
It's disgusting. What's wrong with this beer?
JAX: Man, can you believe Sara?
She doesn't trust me around young Stein.
So you're saying you weren't planning on warning Martin about him dying?
Okay, fine. But, come on, man.
Grey dies, and then all of a sudden
his younger self gets displaced in time?
Yeah, I know. It's crazy that we keep bumping into ourselves.
Yeah.
I mean, Ray and the baby Dominator
and Sir Stein and his killer 'stache?
Mick's dad. I mean, this can't just be a coincidence.
What if this is fate's way of saying we should step up?
That we can actually improve things.
Martin made his choice, Jax.
We should be honoring his sacrifice, not trying to undo it.
Yeah, but it's Grey. I mean, how can we not tell him?
Because what if knowing about his death
makes young Marty choose not to create the Firestorm matrix?
Or meet you, or step foot on the ship?
He never would've wanted you to risk the present to save him in the past.
And how exactly do you know what he would've wanted, Ray?
You weren't psychically connected to him for three years.
Gideon! The beer tastes like sewage water!
GIDEON: Was that a question, Mr. Rory?
Don't get smart, lady.
I adjusted the fabrication settings.
The Waverider is now a dry ship.
No alcohol allowed.
You son of a...
You said your drinking wasn't a problem.
If you can go a couple of days without booze,
you've proven your point.
"A couple of days"? Forty-two hours?
Forty eight.
So I checked the lunar calendar, and today is Yuletide.
Oh. Like Christmas?
Well, before Christians rebranded it,
wreaths, trees, elves were all Norse traditions first.
And tonight, Leif is throwing a huge Yuletide feast.
Which is the perfect cover for us.
(SMACKS LIPS)
Oh. We could dress up as Norse gods
and order them to head back to Greenland,
or face our wrath!
- Worst idea you've ever had. - That's a terrible idea.
Mmm-hmm.
GIDEON: Incoming transmission from Agent Sharpe.
Put her on.
Agent Sharpe, it's been a while, thankfully.
- Captain Lance. - Let me guess.
You saw that there's a Level 12 anachronism
and you're calling to lecture me on everything that we're doing wrong.
No.
- Okay, yes. - Hmm.
But, I also heard about Martin Stein
and I'm calling to express my condolences.
Well, thank you.
But, my team and I, we have it under control.
I hope so, because the Legends fixing a Level 12 under normal circumstances
would be a Beebo Day miracle.
Did you just say "Beebo Day"?
December 25th, Beebo Day?
When families exchange gifts and sing silly songs
and discover that they can no longer live under the same roof?
Beebo Day is part of the anachronism, isn't it?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Never felt right.
This anachronism is cementing fast.
And to be honest, my team is still pretty raw from losing Stein.
We could use an outside perspective.
- Are you asking for my help? - No.
Okay, yes.
All right.
What's the plan?
You ready to see the Legends in action?
The goal is to do this peacefully, without action.
There's a first time for everything, I guess.
Hail, Leif, son of Erik.
I, Nathaniel Henryson.
Hail, Nathaniel, son of Henry.
A Yuletide surprise.
You sure this is wise, brother?
We know nothing about these people.
We brought booze.
(ALL CHEERING)
(LAUGHTER)
Tell me of your clan.
You certainly are an odd collection.
We're from all over, but we stick together the best we can.
Although recently, we lost a brother.
Ah. That can be difficult.
I've lost far too many men and women in my own clan.
It has made you soft, brother.
Let's not fight in front of our guest, sister.
As far as strategy goes, this would not be my first pick.
Why not?
They welcomed us in, we get Beebo and we get out.
The Bureau has rules about fraternizing with the locals.
And these costumes are ridiculous.
Nah, you look good.
- Give me that. - No, no, no, no.
"No booze" means no booze, Mickey.
Stop calling me that.
You have 35 hours left. Can you handle it?
Are you ready to admit that you have a problem?
You're the problem.
Ah! There you are, you little bastard.
BEEBO: Beebo thirsty. (GIGGLES)
(GRUNTS)
You dare to steal from our god?
He's not gonna drink it.
Our gods do not tolerate such insolence.
Beebo will decide your fate.
(BEEBO GIGGLES)
RAY: Anyone have eyes on Beebo?
Short, blue, looking for cuddles?
Yeah. We're working on it.
Here we go.
(SIGHS)
By Odin's spear, you bested us!
Beautiful. And they can hold their mead.
Tell us, which of these clansmen are your husbands,
and we'll kill them.
Oh. I'm not really the husband kind.
(LAUGHS) Perfect. Me neither!
All right. You guys said if we won, you'd take us to see your Blue God.
Two out of three!
(GROANS)
FREYDIS: Fellow warriors.
Our guest has been stealing mead from the Blue God!
And now, our god will render judgment.
ALL: (CHANTING) Beebo! Beebo! Beebo!
Beebo! Beebo! Beebo!
Beebo! Beebo!
How judge you, Beebo?
(GIGGLES)
Beebo hungry.
Our God demands justice!
To the pyre!
ALL: Yeah!
Nate and Amaya, you're on Beebo.
Everyone else, let's make sure Rory doesn't get burned alive.
LEIF: Freydis, it's Yuletide. Let's not ruin it.
More wood. So bright Odin can see it from Valhalla.
Is it weird that I find her hot?
Weird, but then again, not surprising.
Leo, can you take care of the fire?
Copy that, Captain Lance.
I thought you said this was an undercover operation.
Well, blowing your cover is half the fun.
Into the flames!
Now.
(GRUNTS)
It's a sign!
Beebo does not want our clansman to be burned!
The Blue God has shown mercy.
(BEEBO LAUGHS)
I love you.
(WHISPERS) I accidentally squeezed him.
He's so damn huggable.
Unhand him or die!
(GRUNTS)
I'm leaving myself wide open and you can't land a single punch.
Yeah, I'm just warming up.
Let's up the stakes, then.
Loser takes the other's chores for a month.
(LAUGHS) Deal.
I know what you're trying to do, by the way.
What's that?
You're trying to distract me?
I'm also trying to beat you.
The distraction working?
I still want to warn Grey.
So do it.
I would've warned my brother if I had the chance.
Yeah, but, Sara...
Just 'cause she's the captain doesn't mean you have
to do everything she says.
Yeah, no, I know. But...
Ah. Jefferson. There you are.
Ah! Game over!
- Oh! Come on. - I'm scary good at this.
You're just okay.
Forgive the interruption, but I would very much
like to return to my Clarissa and Lily.
With or without that wretched Beebo.
Yeah, sure. I'll take you in the Jumpship.
Yo!
This is your chance.
Find some loophole like I did with Helen of Troy.
You could save your friend's life.
(GROWLS)
- Nathaniel! - BEEBO: Beebo likes to play.
(GRUNTING)
(ALL YELLING)
Nate, Nate! I'm open!
- BEEBO: Whee! - (LAUGHS)
(ALL GASP)
BEEBO: Whee!
I hate puppets.
BEEBO: Beebo want cuddle. (DISTORTED)
(DISTORTED LAUGHTER)
(VIKINGS GROAN)
I know how much you wanted to believe, sister.
But Beebo's a false god.
Full of false promises.
We are Vikings.
This is our land to conquer.
It's time to go home.
And abandon this colony.
It seems the old gods have abandoned us.
Well, looks like the Legends have saved Odin Day.
Odin Day?
Well, you mean Christmas.
Doesn't ring a bell.
Oh, I thought we fixed the anachronism.
My name is Odin.
Ruler of Asgard.
Damien Darhk.
LEONARD: You know this guy.
AMAYA: And his daughter.
See? I told you the Norse god costumes would work.
Bow to the king of the true Gods.
He has left Valhalla to lead you into battle.
Together, we will conquer the New World.
Mick, no. We're outmatched.
Let's go.
Kneel before Odin, brother.
That was unexpected.
I mean, not the Darhks showing up. They seem to enjoy altering history.
- You retreating. - Well, Vikings are one thing.
If we're gonna tangle with the Darhks,
we've got to get our heads on straight.
I, for one, am glad you're treading cautiously.
GIDEON: We've arrived safely in the temporal zone.
But I'm afraid the anachronism...
Let me guess, it's worse. Thank you, Gideon.
(RUMBLING)
Another Timequake.
We are not letting America go Viking.
Ava, can you call the Time Bureau for backup?
Wait, wait. Are we really that desperate?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
The last time we faced Nora Darhk, she put Sara in a coma.
Right.
- I'll speak to Director Bennett. - Thank you.
Wow. That's quite the getup.
Where's Martin and Jax?
Uh, they're on their way back to Central City.
Gotta get Martin home for the holidays.
You've been awfully quiet, Jefferson.
Uh, my bad.
I've just had some things on my mind.
It's good to be home.
I can't wait to see Clarissa and Lily.
Listen.
This is going to sound crazy, okay?
But, you need to open this letter
on November 28th, 2017.
I've seen Back to the Future, Jefferson.
That mockery of time travel that Clarissa adores.
I don't suppose this letter has anything to do with my future.
This letter could save your life.
Then I categorically refuse to take it.
You know the dangers of trying to improve history.
No, no. This is your future.
And your past.
Give me a little credit.
I know the team was lying when they said
I was visiting family for the holidays.
Then take the damn letter and stop being so stubborn.
(EXHALES)
Think about your family.
This letter is a loophole.
Nothing changes until November 28th, 2017.
Please.
Okay, Jefferson.
Thank you.
LEONARD: Hello, friend.
Looking for booze?
I'm not your friend.
You almost died back there
and I know you're craving a drink.
That's why it's so important to resist!
You have to stop numbing yourself to fear and pain.
That's when the true transformation begins!
Mickey!
You're right.
You're right. I apologize.
That was his name.
Your Earth-X Doppelganger was my best friend.
We grew up together in the resistance, and when he died,
I was devastated.
Seeing you made me realize
I was a long way from acceptance.
I didn't come on board just to help you process your loss,
I came so I could process mine.
(GRUNTING)
Was that guttural sound your response?
To what?
My heartfelt confession.
I don't care. I wasn't listening.
Well, the Mick Rory I knew did care.
And he did listen.
He was the kindest, most selfless person I've ever met.
A far cry from the crude alcoholic
oafish waste of space before me.
I'm a disappointment?
The Leonard Snart that I knew was a cold, ruthless criminal
who didn't say "Boo" about my drinking
because he knew I could get the job done.
I don't like you. You don't fit in.
Why don't you go back to that Nazi hellhole you call home?
If that's how you feel, then I'll leave
as soon as we return from Vinland.
- Good. - Good.
- Good! - Good!
Are we clear, Agent Sharpe?
Crystal, sir.
Please tell me you have good news.
I'm afraid Director Bennett doesn't believe this mission
is the best use of our resources.
So, what, the Time Bureau is just gonna let the Darhks
run around and change history?
The Time Bureau is in disarray.
Ever since Rip was sentenced to prison...
Wait. Rip is in prison?
He was hardly convincing at the tribunal,
raving about Mallus, completely unapologetic.
And in his absence, Damien Darhk has recruited even more allies.
Gideon, can you pull up what Director Bennett showed me, please?
Grodd survived Vietnam.
Darhk secured him a means of time travel.
Of course.
Darhk and his daughter are just too powerful.
They have magic that we don't understand.
We've lost scores of agents trying to fight them.
So what? What does that mean?
That you're just gonna throw in the towel?
We can't afford to lose anyone else.
And I can?
No...
Do you have any idea how hard this has been on us?
I really am sorry, Sara.
- (WATCH BEEPS) - (CLEARS THROAT)
Director Bennett has ordered me to return to the Time Bureau, so...
Screw his orders.
I need you here.
Look, I know Darhk is personal for you.
And you're the last person to back out of a fight,
but you asked me to give you an outside perspective.
If you're concerned about the safety of your team, leave Vinland.
This is not a fight the Legends can win.
(SIGHS)
Hey. You rang?
Yes. Heard you took young Stein back to 1992.
- Yep. - How did it go?
He's just glad to be home.
Okay. Here's the deal.
Backup is not coming.
The Time Bureau thinks the Darhks can't be defeated.
And they're probably right.
Leo asked us to talk about our feelings.
Well, my feeling is that history needs us to stop the Darhks,
but after losing Stein,
I can't lose anyone else.
I need you guys to take the Waverider and leave.
Not without you.
You can't face Darhk alone.
I have a plan.
I'm here to speak to Odin.
NORA: Let her pass.
My father will enjoy killing you.
DAMIEN: You've come alone.
I'm here to make you an offer.
Oh, this ought to be good.
(GRUNTING)
Oh.
Leave now and I'll let you live.
- No. - (NECK SNAPS)
Hold up.
Your plan sucks.
Pretty's right.
Well, I can't do nothing.
ZARI: Yeah, but you can come up with a better plan
that like, doesn't get you killed.
Okay, Z, what's your big plan?
Well, first of all, you don't enter the longhouse by yourself.
My father will enjoy killing you.
DAMIEN: You've come alone.
Not exactly.
And then Darhk will have some sort of quip.
Something evil.
But not too mustache-twirly.
What, are you gonna huff and puff until you blow my house in?
(ALL GRUNTING)
What's the matter? Performance anxiety?
(GRUNTS)
So far this works, but it doesn't solve our Nora problem.
And what about the rest of the Vikings?
Odin is under attack!
Defend him if you want to see Valhalla!
JAX: You're gonna need backup.
Listen, Sara.
Just don't let Grey's death teach us the wrong lessons.
Either we do this together or not at all.
Gideon, plot a course to Vinland.
What, are you gonna huff and puff until you blow my house in?
What's the matter? Performance anxiety?
Odin is under attack!
Defend him if you want to see Valhalla.
(GIGGLES)
It is I, Beebo, risen from the grave.
Like Christ himself.
(COUGHS)
Yes. Jesus is the one true God.
But it doesn't mean science or evolution isn't real.
Anyway, you need to return to Greenland,
hmm, which will soon be melting, thanks to global warming.
Which is also real.
Like a little fire?
How about a little ice?
(GRUNTS)
Nora.
They killed the Valkyrie!
(ROARS)
(ALL YELLING)
Nora!
Not this time.
MAN: Sara Lance.
Who's there?
Who are you?
What is this place?
I am Mallus.
Soon I will be free.
And your world will know unendurable pain.
(MALLUS LAUGHS EVILLY)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- You came back. - It's like you said.
You needed me.
Well, your timing is impeccable.
It's a Christmas miracle.
Yes.
GIDEON: There is nothing physically ailing you, Captain Lance.
Told you, I'm fine.
You also told me you visited an alternate dimension.
Well, it wasn't my first time.
Sara.
Tell me exactly what you saw in there.
I don't know, okay?
It wasn't about what I saw, it was about what I felt.
It was an absence of feeling, no warmth, no love.
Just a void.
And the only thing filling the void was...
Mallus.
It seems Rip was right to be obsessed with him.
I need to tell the Bureau.
Aren't you afraid of getting in trouble for disobeying orders?
It was worth it.
I'll see you again.
Gideon, how's the old timeline?
GIDEON: Records show that history has been restored.
New Valhalla is North America again.
And the only war Beebo has incited
is in shopping malls across the nation.
Sounds like our work here is done.
Gideon, you're sure there are no other changes to the timeline?
GIDEON: If you're referring to Professor Stein,
he still died in 2017.
I'm sorry, Jax.
I just don't understand.
The loophole, it should've worked.
That letter told him exactly how to protect himself on the day he died.
What happened?
He must not have read it.
Oh! Hey, Lily.
A little birdy told me you wanted one of these guys.
- Beebo! I love him. - Happy Hanukkah.
Clarissa, you remember Jefferson?
You haven't aged a day.
Neither have you.
Can I get you some Earl Grey?
Uh, yeah, sure.
Come on.
I think I know why you're here. Come in.
The letter, you never read it.
That's because I already burned it.
What?
I was tempted, to be sure. I thought a lot about that date.
November 28th, 2017?
I'll be 67 then.
I'll have had adventures.
Watched my daughter grow up.
And I'll have made a friend
who is willing to risk far, far too much for me.
I'm trying to save you.
You need to let me go.
We both know you shouldn't be here.
I may have a life ahead of me, but to you,
I'm a ghost.
No, to me...
I'm not gonna cheat death, Jefferson.
None of us live forever.
And yet I clearly live a wonderful life with many chapters.
And if I had one wish, it wouldn't be for me to prolong my life,
it would be for you
to live yours
and to have all the happiness you deserve.
(SIGHS)
Okay.
Goodbye, Grey.
Goodbye, Jefferson.
Did you try to change his fate?
It didn't work, so, uh...
I'm sorry, Jax.
Me too.
If I stay on this ship, I'll never be able to move on.
What do you mean?
You want to leave?
You can't leave, Jax.
No, you're not leaving. You're a part of this team.
And I always will be.
But, right now, this is something I gotta do.
I need a different kind of adventure.
Is this what you really want?
Yeah.
I would order you to stay,
but I know you'd just disobey me
and follow your heart like you always do.
Hey.
Can you do me a favor?
Don't tell the others until I'm gone.
I don't do goodbyes. It's not my thing.
Yeah, yeah.
Totally. I get it.
Okay.
- ALL: Surprise! - Surprise!
You didn't really think we were just gonna let you sneak out
of here without saying goodbye.
Yeah, you can't celebrate the holidays
without the whole family.
Happy Yuletide!
("JINGLE BELL ROCK" PLAYING)
Well, I think we made an impressive team out there.
It reminded me of old times.
Hmm.
(GRUNTS)
Mmm.
As you can taste, I reprogrammed Gideon.
I should not have tried to change you.
I'm sorry, Mick.
To the ones we lost.
Or left behind.
(GLASS CLINKS)
- RAY: Speech! - ALL: Speech!
Speech, speech, speech!
Okay, all right.
Uh...
When Grey first dragged me onboard this ship,
I thought it was the last place that I wanted to be.
I mean, you were all a bunch of screw-ups,
B-list superheroes, washed-up bank robbers.
- No offense. - It's true.
But, the thing is,
when you get a bunch of broken pieces
and you put them all together the right way,
they make something new.
And suddenly, they don't feel so broken anymore.
And I'm pretty sure that's what a family is.
So, uh...
I don't know what happens next,
but I know I'll always have a family here.
With you guys.
- That's right. - You're right, little brother.
Always.
Cheers.
Well, it's been an honor, Captain.
Come here.
Hey.
I'm sure it's only gonna be a matter of time
before some Aztecs with jetpacks invade Central City, so...
Then the honor's been all mine.
It's been a long time, love.
John?
Now, let's see.
The last time we met,
I saved your soul.
Now there's something you can do for me.
Look, I'd love to help, but your timing is terrible.
But this won't take long, you see.
There's a demon out there.
It's possessing a little girl.
That demon,
he knows your name.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
Beebo loves you.