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But I just killed you.

It's a delicious little mystery for you

to turn over in that pretty little head,

isn't it, Sara Lance?

No, you're dead.

You're not the only one who's flirted with death.

How?

You're a clone.

Okay, yes. You got it.

- Just like the AVAs. - No.

No, not like the AVAs. Different.

There's only one of me.

One at a time.

We're all just coding, Sara.

DNA can be mapped and cloned, and each and every data point

in our brain can be mapped and cloned.

You can recreate yourself, body and mind?

The mind is just impulses, synapses, and memory.

No different from any computer.

Look, science has evolved quite a bit

beyond your comprehension.

You're like a caveman to me... Or like a monkey.

Or like a cave monkey.

Imagine what you could've done

if you used that knowledge for good instead of this.

I am using it for good.

I am restarting the doomed human race,

and you will see that eventually.

You will see it my way in time.

You drank all the booze.

Not my fault you couldn't keep up.

I can only hold two glasses at a time unlike you

who can hold eight with your

tentacle things.

Or you're just a lightweight.

Oxygen mask.

Atmosphere's Earth-like.

Bishop's terraforming the place.

As long as you don't go past his electrostatic barrier,

you'll be fine.

What if Sara's past the barrier?

Then she's already dead.

Air out there would kill most creatures,

and you don't want to meet the native ones

who could survive it.

You seem scared.

I'm not scared. I'm smart.

Let's go find my ship.

Then we find Sara.

Oh, what the?

- That's-a me-a. - Oh, oh.

Hello there, 12 pizzas for a Ber... oh, Bernard, uh

12 pizzas, really?

- No fabricator. - Gotta plan ahead, right?

Really don't think Gideon's gonna appreciate

being installed on a cathode-ray tube

from 1974, John.

Well, TV rots your brains...

Oh, cripes, I'm hungover.

At least you can track down aliens so we can do our job

until Rory returns with Sara.

Ow!

Um, is anything in this room by chance flammable?

I need some bloody tea.

What the hell is this, eh?

The anti-alien security system.

You know those greenies are gonna try

to make a move on us here.

We'll be ready.

Oh, that's who took my tea then, is it?

Zari said they make a good skincare treatment.

No, I got these roadside caffeine pills though.

Stay off the black tiles!

Unless you like pumiliotoxin-tipped darts.

Great.

Zari!

See, names and nomenclature

imply we aren't all the same organism,

living and breathing as one.

So I'm also Behrad Tarazi?

Everyone is, and they aren't.

Oh, bruv.

Johnny!

This guitar is sick.

Can I pluck a little "Stairway"?

Oh, yeah, yeah. Sure, mate.

Yeah, you and your Legend cohorts can do anything

you like here apparently.

Ah, thanks, gorg.

Grant me the flame of knowledge.

Ooh!

Making progress.

- That's great, love. - That's really great.

You carry on. Go on.

My head.

- Oh, John-John. - Oh!

They've turned this place into a bloody insane asylum.

I know, let's go out and find you some breakfast.

Black pudding, baked beans, and bubble and squeak?

- Oh, I love bubble and squeak. - I know.

The thing's in rough shape,

and it needs a whole new fuel cell.

Damn it.

My mother got me that ship for my 300th rotation.

Where's Sara?

Judging by the presence of that trooper,

she's already captured.

Time for a chat. Here.

Drop it!

Where's Sara?

I need backup.

Ava?

Clones.

Little help here!

Scared, huh?

Not scared, smart.

Hey! I was gonna steal that.

- Thank you, Captain Sharpe. - It's good to be back.

What is that noise?

Just the sound of everybody trying to get comfortable here.

So any time anomalies?

What do you got for me, Gideon?

Yes, it seems there was a massacre by a patient

of the alien variety

at Endless Meadows Asylum in 1956.

Perfect.

Anything to keep my mind off Sara's rescue mission.

Um...

"Um"? What's "um"?

Gideon, you don't "um."

When admitted to the hospital,

the patient gave the name Sara Lance.

I'm okay!

Don't tell John!

According to records, the patient flew

into a manic episode during a procedure,

causing the massacre.

Victims were found with sting marks and exploded hearts.

We never meet the chill aliens.

No. Okay.

So we need to find out what it knows

and why it's using Sara's name.

We should probably also make sure

this thing doesn't kill a bunch of people.

Right.

- You could... - And please believe me,

I am not trying to get you all massacred...

Bring it back here.

Mm, speaking purely as a house guest,

is bringing a rampaging alien back to John's house

something we should run by him first?

No. Definitely not.

You know, sanitariums, not really my thing.

Keep that antenna going, Spooner.

Let me know if you get any weird vibes.

Oh, I got weird vibes.

- Welcome! - Checking in your wife?

Hysteria or the blues?

Oh, no, we're here to pick up my sister.

Yes, she used the name Sara Lance.

Oh, yes, of course.

She was in a frenzy when she arrived and had to be sedated.

But don't worry, she's scheduled

for a very effective electric shock treatment later today.

Fantastic.

That must be what set her off to kill.

Yeah, I'm getting some weird alien vibes behind those doors.

We are just glad we have someone here

who can give us the real story.

She said that she flew here in a spaceship.

Could you imagine?

Sara! Your brother is here.

Don't be alarmed.

Sometimes she goes by different names in the moment.

Mary Pickford, Marion Davies.

Her favorite though is Amelia Earhart.

Yes?

Are we going somewhere?

Could you imagine if it was the real Amelia?

She'd be 60 by now. What's her secret, am I right?

Yeah, what is her secret?

Oh, nice one, love.

You know, I thought I was gonna go batty in this mad house.

What in the bloody blazes has happened now?

Astra!

Shh!

Who's that woman on my telly?

Is that Amelia Earhart?

It's an alien shaped like Amelia Earhart

that also uses the name Sara Lance,

and she's also totally knocked out

on some pretty gnarly '50s 'ludes.

So we're waiting to see if she's gonna freak out

and try to murder us when she detoxes.

Did you guys eat all the gluten-free mushroom?

For the record, Captain, this plan is stupid.

Look, I say we go right in there and talk to it.

Yeah, that's right, turned a new leaf.

Maybe I'm not a shoot first, ask questions kinda gal.

- Huh. - Nice.

- That's great, Spooner. - You're working on yourself.

- I am impressed. - Yeah.

Why just splat them

when you can find out their deepest fears

and exploit them?

Hm, Spooner, now I'm impressed.

That was dark.

B, why don't you and Spooner go

and play a little bad cop, Behrad cop,

and see if we get this Amelia talking, hm?

I like your style, chief.

- What? - It's gonna be fine.

- Trust me. - Well, I'm off.

Something about watching a prisoner interrogated

makes me nostalgic for the good old days back in Hell.

Please, just... please, please tell us where Sara is.

Are you spying on me?

There, finally alone.

What the...

I finally found you!

I searched through every sewage pipe in the facility.

Wh... oh, eugh.

- You were in the pipes? - Yeah.

You ever seen an octopus squeeze through a hole?

My body's like that.

Necrians take great pride in our scrunching.

Too bad you can't ride the pipes with me

because I discovered where the fuel cells are kept.

We could fly Kayla's ship out of here.

Gary, get back in that toilet

and get the fuel cell to the ship.

I'll find my own way out.

Can I count on you?

I'm your man.

Alien man.

Happy trails.

Rise and shine, Mia.

Baby steps.

Maybe we can get you those easy-wake lamps.

- For now, there's tea. - Tea?

We're taking this nice and easy.

- Where am I? - You're at Shady Acres.

It's the chillest sanitarium there is.

Okay, Spooner, are you picking up

any alien brainwaves?

No.

I mean, there's something going on, but it's still too quiet.

I'm thinking she's still feeling the Quaaludes.

Oh, don't mind her.

We're just here to ask you a few questions.

- What kind of questions? - Easy ones.

Do you ever get the urge to freak out and attack people?

What she meant to ask is,

why do you use the name Sara Lance?

Sara Lance.

Doesn't ring a bell.

I don't think I like you very much.

You're not very nice.

May I have some more?

Say, how did you end up at Endless Meadows?

Wish I had an answer for you.

Last thing I remember I was soaring over the Pacific.

Me and my navigator Fred almost done our flight

around the globe.

That does sound like something

the actual Amelia Earhart would say.

Or she's just a very good shapeshifter.

Well, the important thing is,

you're back in one piece, right?

Don't know if I can say that about my plane back.

She's gotta be talking about the pod.

- Right? - Yeah.

Hey, hey, find out where its pod is.

Do you remember where you landed it?

Landed it right by my old house,

37 Locust St, Rye, New York.

I love when aliens give exact addresses.

Yeah, okay, keep it calm and friendly.

We're gonna go check out the pod.

All right, there are the cells.

Now all I need is a distraction.

Idiot.

Biggest in the galaxy.

Intruder by the cells!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! - Oh!

Hey, stay where you are.

Hey, you're the freak that ate D Squad.

- Put it back. - I have regrets about that.

I just need one little battery, and then I'll be...

Damn, those clones are handy.

We're getting a radiation reading,

but I don't see a crash site.

It's gotta be around here somewhere.

If it can help us get Amelia to talk,

then maybe we can get an idea

of when Rory and Sara are coming back, right?

Then do I hear wedding bells?

No...

Amelia Earhart was talking about the Waverider?

That's impossible.

Sara, are you there?

Rory?

Sara?

Hey, Bishop!

Yoo-hoo!

I love it!

Oh, it thrills me to see you're in a good mood.

- I am, and you know what? - I have been thinking.

Uh-oh. About what?

You.

I can't deny the fact that what you've done here,

- it is astonishing. - Oh.

And I didn't want to admit it at first,

but it's true.

You are humanity's best hope.

Can I just say, thank you?

For seeing me.

I do, and I want to be a part of it.

So I'm hoping that we could just put the past behind us.

Put the past behind us.

I am listening. I am interested.

Well, I can forget about the fact

that you imprisoned me,

if you forget about me snapping your neck?

- Bygones? - Bygones!

I couldn't have said it better myself.

I love this new turn of events.

Tonight.

We'll make a fresh start.

Dinner at 8:00?

Choose something groovy from the wardrobe.

Of course. Oh!

But it might be kind of hard to get dressed with these.

Oh.

Yeah, of course.

Aw.

Oh.

- Oh! - Whoa... oh!

Oh, you.

Me and my navigator Fred

almost done our flight around the globe.

I thought the tea was herbal.

I may have snuck a few caffeine pills in there.

At least she's not freaking out, right?

I can try to read her mind more when she settles down.

I blacked out.

Strangest plane I've ever seen, and then...

You can never know what a person is really thinking,

even if you open up their brain.

That is technically true, Amelia, yes.

- Just keep her calm, right? - She's under no threat.

You!

Drop the pretense and start talking.

Whoa, I thought we weren't supposed to rile up

the residents.

She stole the Waverider!

She's from the planet where Rory took the ship.

- I wouldn't do that. - She's pretty awake now.

She's definitely awake.

How the hell did you get our ship?

Tell me where Rory and Sara are, huh?

Where the hell is Sara?

Get tranq'd, greenie.

Weird, she looks like a human again.

I mean, it feels like a human, too.

Like, I know that's an alien, but I just can't sense it.

Well, she knows where Mick and Sarah are,

and we don't, so we need to get it talking.

There is a spell I used on an uncooperative person

to rip a memory they didn't wish to share.

I've only done it on humans though.

Okay, fine, but we'll do it back at the Waverider,

where Gideon can help us if anything goes wrong.

Splendid.

But first, I would like to enlist the services

of my new apprentice.

What?

This cannoli

would make God himself weep.

It is perfection.

Oh, I'm so happy to hear you say that, sir.

Here you go... oh! Sorry.

- I owe you everything. - Mmm, sugary carbs.

One of the true pleasures of having replacement bodies

to spare.

Uh-oh.

Sir, AVA troops from sector 12 have apprehended an intruder.

His name's Mick Rory? He seems to know Sara Lance.

Apparently, he's very belligerent

and maybe intoxicated.

Terrific.

It's a rescue attempt.

He doesn't know Sara has joined us.

We're gonna have to take down the barrier.

- Sir? - Just for an hour.

That'll let in enough toxic atmosphere

to kill anything living out there...

But sir, there... sorry.

The troopers are still out in the field.

They've already apprehended the intruder, so we can just...

How do you know he's alone?

I don't.

I'm not risking it.

Don't worry.

Your clone sisters are well-trained.

They'll survive.

Or, you know, be replaced.

Lower the barrier.

Good girl.

Keep moving.

- Huh? - Are they lowering the barrier?

Is this a drill?

No, it's real.

Have fun choking to death.

Now?

Mm-mm.

I am not dying on this planet!

When you mine the depths of another psyche,

you need to move swiftly and deliberately.

A little space, John.

If your concentration wanders, distracted

by some fleeting memory of an ancient alien world,

then you'll do irreparable damage to her mind and yours.

The only person distracting me right now is you.

Apologies, love. Yeah.

I can do this.

Got the greatest magic tutor in the world.

Seems like a big deal.

Why don't you just handle it yourself, John?

Yeah, no offense, Astra, but if this can go badly,

I'd rather the expert do it.

- John? - No, no danger, none at all.

How else is Astra gonna learn, anyway?

All right, showtime.

Tortured mind with secrets hidden,

show me that which is forbidden.

Feels like a real Amelia Earhart memory.

She's setting off on a journey around the world.

The thrill of defying the odds.

I'm confused.

It's an alien, ain't it?

Well then, shouldn't its memory be about its home planet?

In the clouds, she's perfectly free.

Then a bright light, unconsciousness.

She's on an operating table against her will.

They're experimenting,

altering her.

She's escaped.

She's ostracized. She doesn't know.

She's alone, intensely alone.

She does what she can to survive.

Where's Sara?

Astra, we need to know if she's seen her.

Listen, this creature, Amelia, she's exhausted,

and we should end this right now.

John, we need to know.

She has a visitor.

Sara Lance.

Did you say Sara?

Is she okay? What is she doing?

I'm trying...

There's some sort of divide in her memories...

A firewall I can't cross.

- Push through, Astra. - Please, we need more.

I'm trying to push past.

Fighting.

Slashing, anger.

Bound, breaking free, anger, hunting.

Hunting!

- Sever the link. - Sever the link!

Seal it off! Seal it off!

Word to the wise:

Gideon's Mezcal is high grade toilet water.

- I never drink it. - Mezcal, I mean.

Or toilet water.

You seem down, bad cop. You wanna talk?

Look, you don't wanna be friends with me.

It'd make killing me that much harder.

So you've figured out my secret plan

to murder all the Legends?

No.

That thing started out human.

Something took it out, and now...

Hey, Spoon, you're not like Amelia, okay?

We did the scans.

I spoke its language today.

I've never done that before.

My powers have been growing ever since I joined y'all.

What are you gonna do if I don't just talk

like them anymore?

What if I start to fight like them?

Sting like them?

Let me tell you a secret.

It's the only way I survive in this job.

Don't think about your past,

and don't think about your future.

You have to live in the now.

I know it seems crazy to say in a time machine,

but the past and the future don't really exist.

There's only right here and right now.

Thanks, B.

Oh, and word to the wise:

Gideon's blueberry Kush is...

Spooner...

Suckers.

Wait a minute.

You're that thing that ate D squad.

Let's get him!

Stop! He's a hero.

He saved my life.

I'm so sorry about D squad.

No matter how delicious they were.

But I never would have knowingly eaten an Ava.

You're the most remarkable women I've ever met.

The Ava I know, she's a great leader,

has amazing hair just like you,

and still has time for her one true pairing, Sara.

AVAs lead?

No, AVAs serve.

- You don't have to. - I served her.

Oh, she must be a great leader

to have a great servant like you.

Well, I wouldn't say I'm the best assistant,

but... yeah.

Is Astra okay?

Seemed like a lot for a beginner.

She'll recover.

What about you? Are you okay?

John, you know you can talk to me.

I'm sorry, love.

It's just that, you know, they nearly destroyed my house.

There's dart holes all over the plaster.

Nate rendered my guitar practically unplayable.

I'm sure that it's afflicted by some tone-deaf banshee.

Okay, enough.

I know you wouldn't have put Astra in that position

if you could've done it yourself.

I may not know magic, but I do know people.

That's just not even remotely true.

You know, I am in complete command of all of my power...

- Oh, give it up, John. - She knows.

Oh, you're not gonna tell her? Fine, I will.

John owed me, and I was tired of playing second fiddle,

so I took the lead.

Right.

So everything is perfectly normal with you?

Everything is perfectly normal with me.

See?

And what good would John Constantine be

without magic, eh?

You know, I'd still find use for you.

- Well, that is good. - That is more than good.

That is great.

Nice one.

Can't have everyone in this world and below

knowing that I'm disarmed.

Yeah, well, now you really owe me.

Sucker.

Why?

It's heavy.

A battery missing?

Why are you telling me and not the inventory AVA?

Everything okay?

Oh, wow.

Oh.

I am so glad we can finally get together like this.

Yeah, me, too.

My AVA assistant has prepared something truly

transcendent for us.

Ava, bring on the appies.

She's probably just putting the final touches on the appies.

Appies, I can't wait.

When I heard about the great Sara Lance,

I thought...

But after our little chat today,

I think we're finally on the same page.

The same page.

Wonderful.

To new beginnings.

That's some storm.

Oh, well, your friend Rory arrived.

I had to drop the artificial atmosphere,

killing every humanoid creature outside of this compound.

Rory's here?

Here on this planet? Yes.

Here in the sense of being alive and breathing, no.

Honestly, I don't see why it matters.

We're putting our pasts behind us.

Fresh start.

I meant, let's get to know each other,

not let's kill each other's friends.

Oh, well...

Look, there seems to have been some miscommunication on this.

He's dead.

Best thing now is if we don't let this ruin the appies.

Why are you fighting me?

You know struggling against me is useless.

Oh, kill me all you want, Sara Lance.

I'll be back, unlike your friend.

You said you'd help me rescue Sara.

I got you here, didn't I?

Where'd you run off to?

Steal the Waverider.

Always gotta have a backup plan.

Someone got there first.

Backup plan, smart.

Here.

Necrians have to be smart.

You humans are stupid.

It was inevitable you'd be the authors

of your own extinction.

What, you don't defend your species?

No.

They're cowards, liars, cheats, frauds.

They betray you, lock you up.

Sara's different.

That's why I have to find her.

Spoons, you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Everyone's being weird today.

Spooner.

Spooner...

Come to me.

We could have at least gone to the entrees

before you desecrated my face.

Why don't you feel more pain?

I modified my pain receptors.

I wasn't born yesterday, you know.

Whoa... actually, technically I was born yesterday,

but you get my meaning.

So what's your hopeless plan?

I am gonna put an end to you.

For good this time.

Oh, exciting.

All this violence

when I was planning on showing you all this for dessert.

What do you think?

- Zagurons. - They hide from the light.

They hunt at night.

Come on.

Door's open!

It's stuck.

- They outnumber us. - Then we fight!

Foolish humans and your heroics.

You're shaking.

I know I've always said "I'm not scared, I'm smart."

I was definitely scared back there.

Maybe now we should do something not smart.

Well, no one's ever accused me of being smart.

Yeah!

Ow, ow, ow!

Welcome, Spooner.

Who are you?

Where do you come from?

Look, if you help us, we can help you.

Drop your weapon.

Come inside.

Are you Amelia Earhart?

I was fused with this human,

but she just made me weak.

You fought Amelia from inside her?

There is a struggle inside you as well.

That is your fear.

Fear can be a gift.

Sara Lance did not fear me.

Sara I...

Humans are weak.

You killed Sara?

Yes.

Sara?

What did it tell you?

I'm so sorry.

It killed her.

AVAs!

Still holding on to all that anger.

Not healthy.

How are we gonna start fresh?

I don't start fresh.

Now see, this is what you got wrong about me.

Every scar on my body is a memory,

a lesson that I learned in blood.

And it's what makes me who I am.

And I don't forget any of it.

Now, we've both faced death. We've both died before.

The difference is I learned from my scars, and you?

You've just forgotten yours.

But, Sara,

I don't see any scars on you.

Oh, there are those scars

on the dead body of the real Sara Lance.

Greg, move your head.