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There was a time I barely remember now

before all of... this.

I have to remind myself
what it was like then.

A time when I had a mother
I trusted, a sister I adored,

a life that was familiar, safe.

And then time travel
happened and history changed.

- You're Connor Mason.
- Mr. Mason invented

a time machine and chose not to tell

the government about it

til it was stolen by terrorists.

Garcia Flynn,

ex-NSA asset in Eastern Europe.

If Flynn kills people who
aren't supposed to die,

history changes.

Our earliest prototype.

We call this one the Lifeboat.

There's room in there
for three passengers.

To do what? Go after him?

Lucy Preston. History, anthropology.

You're world-class. Master
Sergeant Wyatt Logan.

- Delta Force.
- Rufus.

I'm a pilot. You might want to hold on.

I thought history was
something worth protecting.

Worth dying for, even, no matter what.

- Where's Amy?
- Amy who?

Since we got back from 1937,

my sister's gone.

Erased from history.

I didn't know you were married.

- Jessica died.
- You were out

with Jessica in San Diego.

She ran into an old boyfriend

at the bar, and you had a major fight.

She told you to stop
the car. She got out,

never came home that night.

They found her strangled in the bushes.

You want this telegram delivered

50 years from now?

Jessica, on Saturday, February 11, 2012,

go home with Wyatt

- even if he's being an ass.
- I understand.

I would do anything
to get my sister back.

We can change history.

And somehow we can
save the people we love.

Jessica's alive.

- You had been murdered.
- In your reality.

- Is there something you're not telling me?
- I'm pregnant.

I thought I knew who the
enemy was, but I was wrong.

Stay the hell away from her.

Oh, you mean Lucy? You
know she's not your wife,

- right?
- I know everything about you.

- You want to know how I know?
- I didn't write that.

But you will. Ask them
why they really chose you

- for this mission.
- It was Rittenhouse.

Rittenhouse isn't a
"him," it's a "they."

Rittenhouse changed history
and brought Jessica back.

An organization that
wanted to control the past,

present and future. And worse,
my family was part of it.

Well, I've got news for you, my dear.

You're a part of it, too.

- We will change history.
- My name is Emma Whitmore.

I've always been loyal
to Rittenhouse. Some of us

aren't royalty, princess. Some
of us had to work our way up.

I thought I'd lost everything,

so all that was left to do was to fight.

Not for the past anymore,
but for our future.

Everyone's future. Fight for each other.

It wasn't enough, though.

Rufus? Rufus!

And we lost the only
thing we had left. Hope.

But this can't be the end of our story.

We've come too far,
we've sacrificed too much.

There has to be a way
to get back what we lost.

To make things right and
save the people we love,

no matter what.

But it's all up to you now.
You have to change history.

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Well, what are you waiting on?

You guys want to get
Rufus back, or what?

- That's...
- Us.

It's not possible.

Well, actually, it is.

Where are you from?

When are you from?

- 2023.
- How are you even here?

In your own timelines...
The side effects...

- We're not immune to the effects.
- We don't have much time.

- I know.
- Why would you

endanger yourselves like this?

We didn't have much of a choice.

We can't stop Rittenhouse without Rufus.

- Rittenhouse still exists?
- In 2023?

Wait. You said we can get Rufus back.

- How?
- Everything you need, it's in there.

Uh, my journal? W-What are
we supposed to do with it?

Just figure it out together.

- Together.
- Yes, both of you.

- What about the baby?
- There is no baby.

Jessica lied to manipulate me.

Us.

Let's go.

- Wait.
- There's no time, just focus on the journal.

Okay? Start with page...

What's wrong? What's
happening? Is she okay?

- Or, am I okay?
- Oh, God.

It's the side effects. We got to go now.

Take our Lifeboat. It's a lot
easier to fly. A few upgrades.

You guys can fly ours?

We've learned a lot
in the last five years.

What's wrong with her?

She'll be fine.

Merry Christmas, by the way.

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'Tis the season.

To finish what we started.

Correct mistakes.

Create a better world. But
we're doing it my way now.

No more bloodlines or any cult crap.

So if that's why you're
here, walk away right now.

For those of you who choose to stay,

all I ask is loyalty.

What's the plan, boss?

You can set up my office.

Big chair, mahogany desk.

- You can handle that?
- Right away.

Then, we're gonna do what St.
Nicholas and Carol couldn't.

We're gonna take out Lucy and
her damn team once and for all.

- What can I do?
- Mrs. Logan.

I have a job for you.

It's time to pay our last
sleeper agent a visit.

I'm so sorry, Wyatt.

How could anyone lie
about something like that?

It's Rittenhouse. It's how
they get what they want,

and they're so good at it,
too, you don't realize it

until it's too late.

My mother was never the
woman I thought she was.

Now that she's gone, it still hurts.

Are you okay?

Something tells me
Jessica wouldn't have been

the best mother, anyway.

Doesn't matter.

What matters is getting Rufus back.

You want to do the honors?

What is all this?

Our history.

All of our missions. It was, uh, my way

of keeping record of all of it, I guess.

This thing is incredible.
It has advanced

reentry stabilization
and Tipler Cylinders.

Nice work, Jiya.

I'm guessing you're
the one who built it.

I might've made a suggestion or two.

- What are Lucy and Wyatt doing?
- Reading the journal,

trying to figure out
where we take this new toy.

Okay, well how long will
that take? Let's just go.

I mean, if we can go back
to our own timelines then...

Go back to our own timelines?
Are you overlooking the fact

that Future Lucy's head nearly exploded?

For all we know, that was their
one and only trip before she...

It wasn't the only trip.

She came to see me in Sao
Paulo before all of this began.

- What are you talking about?
- Christmas Eve, 2014,

Lucy showed up and
handed me the journal.

- The Lucy we just saw?
- It was Lucy.

She traveled to a same time she
existed before. It's possible.

But not without side effects, it isn't,

and headaches are just the beginning.

If you stay too long, even just
minutes, there are-there are

nosebleeds, seizures, brain damage,

uh, memory loss, and then...

And then?

Well, everybody's tolerance
is different, but eventually,

insanity and death.

If Lucy and Wyatt are willing
to risk their lives for Rufus,

- then so am I.
- Jiya, no...

Lucy.

I never meant to hurt you.

I just wanted to do the right thing.

I know. I know.

Hollywood, Salem...

...Titanic.

This hasn't happened yet.

You and Flynn.

- Um...
- All right,

I'm gonna let you finish that one.

Hey, you find anything
in the journal yet?

We've found some... things,

but nothing about Rufus, though, yet.

Okay, I can look at it
maybe then, and I can see...

Hey. They said me and Lucy.

- There's got to be a reason.
- If your future selves are so brilliant,

then why didn't they
just tell us what to do?

- Sorry, I'm just...
- No, it's... it's okay.

What's this?

Rufus picked it up in 1981,
hid it behind SpaghettiOs

so you wouldn't find it
till Christmas, but...

I think he'd want you to have it.

"Merry Christopher. A
little pun from '81."

Couldn't help himself, could he?

Yeah.

Original issue packaging?

Rufus always told me there
was no puzzle you can't solve.

January 28,

1848, near Sacramento. Lucy?

That's four days after gold
was discovered at Sutter's Mill,

which instigated the gold rush,

which basically made
California a-a state.

- So Rittenhouse wants gold? Shocker.
- A time travel robbery?

Let them have the gold.
Let them have California.

We need to focus on getting Rufus back.

Listen, when the Mothership
jumps, we chase it.

That's been protocol since day one.

What is the point of getting Rufus back

if we just let Rittenhouse
decimate history?

- Are you joking?
- Future Lucy said

we need Rufus to stop Rittenhouse.

- Yes.
- Rufus trained you to pilot the Lifeboat

for this very reason.

The world needs saving.

It's what Rufus would want.

We need to find and
stop their sleeper agent.

Whoa.

- Hey. Is your arm okay?
- It's fine.

You got a little bit of something here.

Makeup can only cover so much.

Whoa.

This thing has autopilot.

What? As in, anyone can fly it?

Apparently. You just plug
in the date and location.

I guess Future Me built a
DeLorean out of the Lifeboat.

That's a joke Rufus would've made.

I wish he could see this.

He'll see it, Jiya.

I know he will.

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You think that's the sleeper?

No, I think that's James Marshall.

Who's James Marshall?

He's the millwright who discovered gold.

He's bringing it here to
show his boss, John Sutter.

Speak of the devil.

Looks like history's still on course.

Come on.

I'd like to mine that gold.

- Come back, say hi.
- Has any woman

ever responded positively to that?

Just admiring the view, miss.

- Oh.
- We don't see many women 'round here,

especially pretty ones.

First that redhead and
the blonde this morning.

And now these two.

What were these other women here for?

Probably gold.

Rumor has it someone
found some up by the mill.

You think she's here
to activate a sleeper?

Maybe we should talk to Sutter first.

There's a reason that Emma
didn't go straight to the mill.

Guys.

They weren't here for Sutter.

Okay. Now, that's our cue

to steal some horses and
catch up with the sleeper

at Sutter's Mill.

We need to change.

Into what?

You're not fooling
anyone dressed like that.

General lack of females in the vicinity,

two women on horseback would've
been flagged a mile away.

All this time,

you knew what was in the journal.

I told you it can be unreliable.

I mean, with us.

Oh, so you finally got
to the good part, huh?

Must have been, uh, awkward.

Well? Was it everything you imagined?

You were imagining it, weren't you?

Why didn't you tell me that
we were going to be together?

Honestly?

I didn't really believe it.

I'm not exactly your type.

You don't know anything about my type.

Also, I almost killed you a
few times, so there's that.

In the future, I must have
seen a different side to you.

- I guess I've already started to.
- Oh, then stop.

'Cause if you read the
rest of the journal,

that affair we have? It
ends badly, because...

...your heart always
belonged to someone else.

We have company.

Whoa.

You gringos stole my horses?

It's a lady.

You're Joaquin Murrieta?

Lady seems to know who I am.

Go ahead, tell your friends.

One of the most dangerous
bandits in California.

Your half brother was murdered
and your wife assaulted

- after a dispute over a mule.
- Then what?

- Then you killed the men who did it.
- Not all of them.

I don't like when people
mess with what belongs to me.

Those horses are mine.

Our-our friend was murdered, too.

We're-we're just looking
for the people that did it.

Tragic story, I'm sure.

You know they hang people
for stealing horses?

Don't worry, I'll save
you the pain in the neck...

Really? They, uh,

hang people for stealing stolen horses?

Because each one of these horses
have a different brand on them.

All right, look. We
can all start shooting

each other and see who wins,
but then we wouldn't be able

- to tell you where the gold is.
- What do you know about gold?

We know where there's plenty of it.

It's worth a lot more than these horses.

We'll tell you where it is

if you just put down your guns

and let us borrow these
horses a little while longer.

It's a deal, for now.

We ride until nightfall.

Vamos.

Hurry up.

Don't fall behind.

Must have been Tornado.

As in Zorro's horse, Tornado?

- Zorro was real?
- Joaquin Murrieta, he was

one of the Mexican outlaws that
inspired the legend of Zorro.

- Now you tell me.
- Were you gonna ask for his autograph?

I was a little focused on
the fact that he was trying

to kill us. Come on.

Where's Emma?

I'm her lieutenant now.

Come on. Show me the money.

I didn't sleep in the
dirt for three years here

to report to some underling.

How about we sort this
out with Emma in 2018?

How about you hand the rest over?

- Where the hell are you going?
- You'll be picked up

when we say the time is right.

You can't just leave me here.

Pleasure doing business with you.

Where did you get that gun of yours?

Oh, it's, uh, Prussian.

But it's not very powerful, though.

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Well, I understand how that feels.

I don't want your sympathy, gringo.

You can't begin to understand.

My family was murdered,
too, by terrible people.

- And?
- And I tried it your way,

with violence, but it
didn't solve anything.

It just created... more pain.

But they deserve to be punished.

Oh, they deserve to be punished.
But it won't help your family.

Believe me, I tried.

Over and over.

You will just become
as bad as those men.

You have given up
your quest for revenge?

For what?

Ah.

I thought the legend of
Joaquin's family tragedy

was just some myth
from an 1854 dime novel.

I mean, if it's true, he's about
to go on a murderous rampage

across the state of California.

Can you blame him?

Wyatt? What is it?

- It's Jessica.
- What?

I keep rereading these pages,

and everything leads to the same place.

Jessica is the reason Rufus is dead.

Rittenhouse brought her back
to distract me or spy on us.

I don't really know.

But I played right into their hands

when I brought her into the bunker.

Jiya, she's the one who kidnapped you,

she's the reason we went to Chinatown.

There is a simple equation here.

It has been here all along,
I just didn't want to see it.

It's the reason future version
of you gave me the journal.

So you're saying...

I'm saying because
Jessica lives, Rufus dies.

And to save Rufus,

Jessica has to be taken out
of the timeline somehow...

...and I'm gonna be the one to do it.

I will make sure that Jessica
never steps foot in the bunker.

- You mean, go back to your own timeline?
- No. No way.

- It's too dangerous. You could die.
- It's the only way

- to save Rufus.
- How does it help us to save Rufus

if it means sacrificing you?

Because Rufus didn't
deserve what happened to him.

You didn't deserve what I did to you.

I let everybody down.

But I'm gonna make things right.

Well, you're not doing it
alone. I'm coming with you.

I am, too. We'll get
Rufus back together.

Well, it sounds like a noble plan,

but if you all die trying to save Rufus,

who will be left here to save
the world from Rittenhouse?

Take half of this and store it.

Use the other half to fetch
us some sisters in arms.

What are you doing?

Santa's got one last
chimney to shimmy down.

But we don't have any sleepers left.

Going back to 1950 Korea to buy us one.

- Need any help?
- Oh, you just take care of that gold.

I'll take care of the rest.

Wyatt. Where's Flynn?

He rode ahead.

Said he wanted to scout the mill.

- What for?
- He didn't say.

Get some rest.

Whoa.

Ha! Eureka.

So the rumors are true.

Where is your tall friend?

I thought he was scouting for us.

That's a good question.

Tell him he can keep the horses.

You are true to your word.

Unlike most americanos I have met.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have some mining to do

before your people destroy the land.

- Uh, wait, uh...
- Let him go.

We'll find the sleeper agent on our own.

But what if we need backup?

Uh, Wyatt?

Hands up, where we can see them.

You didn't tell us all you were wanted.

Lock them up. It's payday.

I told you, there's nothing to celebrate

until we have Rufus back.

I'm tired of making scarves.

I need something to
occupy myself while I try

to get my head around the
fact that five years from now,

we're apparently still
chasing Rittenhouse.

Yes, that's because we're
going about this the wrong way.

We need to save Rufus
to stop Rittenhouse.

Not the other way around.

I didn't want to send
the team on this mission.

If you want to blame somebody,
you should look in the mirror,

because you're the one who
created the damn time machine

for them in the first place.

You think I don't spend
every day wishing I could

take it all back?

I'm sorry, Connor.

We have to destroy them.

You know that, right?

The Mothership and the Lifeboat.

We have to destroy them.

Can it be done?

Yeah, of course we can do it, but...

Oppenheimer. After Hiroshima,

he realized the terrible
mistake he'd made.

The "destroyer of
worlds," he called himself.

And everyone agreed: nuclear
weapons, terrible idea.

Six months later, the Soviets had one.

The technology already exists, Denise.

So some new Connor Mason or
Rufus Carlin will one day create

their own time machine.

And we'll be without
a vessel to stop them.

What then?

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They sent you to protect her, too?

- Who, Rittenhouse?
- Yeah.

No.

You started this, you know.

Of course. It's always my fault.

Couldn't possibly have been the
drunk jerk picking bar fights.

Please, Jess, he wanted that fight.

You wanted that fight.

Yeah, that's right. Just
keep defending your boyfriend,

- why don't you?
- Oh, my God.

We were on a break,

and it was the best six
months of my life, by the way.

All right.

Who was that? Is that him?

- Let me see the phone. Give me the phone!
- No.

Stop it!

You know what? Pull over.

Pull... What are you... We're
in the middle of nowhere.

- I said pull over!
- What are you talking about?

What are you doing?

Getting the hell away from you.

Jessica, come on, get
back in the damn...

Fine, you want to walk? Walk.

- Get in the car.
- No. Drive away.

- Get back in the damn car, will you?
- I'll walk!

Come on. I'm sorry, all right?

- Just get back in.
- Leave me alone

before I call the cops and
get you busted for a DUI.

Fine. Fine.

Who the hell are you?

Never thought I'd say this,
but we could really use

- our "tall friend" right about now.
- Yeah, where is he?

- And Joaquin?
- Mm. Probably halfway

- to Sonora with a pound of gold.
- What ends up happening to him?

He gets killed in a shootout
in 1853 by California Rangers.

Mm. It was never proven it was him.

- Historians disagree.
- Oh, it was him.

I saw his pickled head in
a jar in Chinatown in 1888.

Well, let's just find a way out of here

before our heads get pickled.

Wait. What is that?

Sounds like Flynn

- is really Flynning it up out there.
- Flynn!

Flynn, it's us! We're in here! Help us!

Yeah, it's about time!

Merry Christmas, you filthy animals.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God, we saved you.

Uh, I'm pretty sure I'm
the one that did the saving.

- Oh. Um...
- Let me at him.

Geez, leave you alone

for one second... Mmm.

I think I'm gonna have to let
you get captured more often.

Rufus... you were dead.

I... was... what?

You died in San Francisco.

- 1888. Emma shot you.
- When was I in 1888?

It doesn't matter,
okay? You're alive now.

Yeah, very much so. What...?

- How is that possible?
- Flynn did it.

This mean I'm gonna
have to hug him, too?

Rufus! Did you find your friends?

I need a hand over here!

BRB. Got to go help Zorro.

It's him.

Flynn must have taken
the Lifeboat and...

Taken Jessica out of the timeline.

Rufus didn't die? He
went with us on this trip?

He's-he's been here all along?

And Jessica is...

gone.

I guess this is why
you end up with Flynn.

I don't.

I...

I don't end up with him.

Let's go, you two.

Guys, come on.

- You caught the sleeper?
- Well,

it's not exactly my first rodeo.

But Joaquin here snagged those jerks.

Turns out the real Zorro is much
cooler than Antonio Banderas.

- Who needs a mask, anyway?
- Take your share,

or I'll be tempted to spend
it all in one game of monte.

Where we're going, we don't need gold.

But may we borrow your
horses one last time?

Take them. I can buy
all the horses I want.

Maybe even mustangs.

I can't wait to show my wife.

- Thank you. Thank you.
- No problem.

Lucy.

What's wrong?

It's Flynn. He...

He wrote me a note.

My dear Lucy, if you're reading this,

I guess I didn't make it back.

Well, maybe that's for
the best, when you think

about what I've done in the past.

To the team. To you.

We both wanted to stop
Rittenhouse, but somehow

you didn't let it
destroy you the way I did.

So if anyone's expendable
on this team, it's me.

Tell Rufus he can thank me later.

I have to admit, I don't hate the guy.

I regret the pain I caused you, Lucy.

And maybe by doing this,

I can find a small way
to make things right,

so you can have the future you deserve.

I know with time, you'll forgive Wyatt,

because you love him.

And deep down, you
know he was just trying

to do the right thing.

I hope you get everything
you want in life.

I hope you can be happy.

And one day, I hope you get to have

a family of your own.

And I hope

you get your sister back.

There are some things
in the journal, I...

never could figure them out.

But it's led us this far.

One good thing in my life,

the one thing that I couldn't
hate after I lost my family.

Never give up trying to save
the world from Rittenhouse,

and then maybe you can
save the ones you love.

Well...

guess I'll see you Christmas Eve, 2014.

You know the place.

All my love...

Flynn.

So after

dispatching Jessica, Flynn
sent the Lifeboat back

to you in 1848 but stayed in 2012.

The, um... time travel side effects

- must have been too severe.
- Or maybe he wanted

to go back and see his
family one more time.

Either way, he's stuck in 2012.

Was. It took some searching,

but the body of a John Doe was
found in the dunes by the ocean.

So Flynn died, and...

you gave up Jessica for me?

I'd like to propose a toast

to Flynn.

He had our backs.

Sacrificed his life

so that we could defeat
Rittenhouse together.

Let's not let him down.

We owe him that.

To Garcia.

Jessica?

Hello?

Jessica?

Where the hell is Jessica?

You mean Jan?

No, I don't mean Jan.

Tell me where Jessica is.

Who is Jessica?

Jessica Logan.

Wyatt's wife.

I don't know who that is.

They must have changed something.

Eliminated her from the timeline.

Changed history. That's our job.

- What do you think they...
- Get the Mothership ready.

What for?

Hell.

Lieutenant Langford?
Husband to Charlotte,

father of Margaret, age six?

- Who are you?
- I represent

a special kind of insurance.

Sorry, lady. Marines
cover everything I need.

Sure about that? Because I can make sure

that your family is
very well provided for.

Your daughter would get the
very best medical attention,

and she's gonna need it.

How do you know about Margaret?

Her polio?

I just know.

And I'd like to help.

All I ask in return is one small...

big...

favor.

Joaquin Murrieta never
became a notorious killer

after striking rich at Sutter's Mill.

He and his wife moved to
California and started a family

and a successful horse ranch.

Kind of killed Zorro in the crib.

Where'd you find that?

That was supposed to be
your Christmas present.

- I'm sorry. You were...
- Dead.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. Look at you,

eating Rubik's Cubes for
breakfast and upgrading

- the Lifeboat to DeLorean status.
- Yeah, but I didn't do it.

- Future Me did it.
- Oh, well, Future You

- sounds awesome.
- Mm. Mm?

And really smart.

And I can't wait to sleep with her, too.

What?

I'm pretty sure you're not Harry Potter,

so what's with the scar?

Uh...

Chinatown.

From...

what at Chinatown?

You don't remember it,
but I-I lived there...

for three years in the 1880s, Rufus.

And it sucked being
a woman in that place.

Someone did that to you?

I got away from him. Eventually.

- Jiya, what happened?
- I don't want to talk about it.

- Jiya, you can talk to me about anything.
- No. I'm tired.

I'm tired. I just, I
want to go to sleep.

Agent Christopher said
that this is, uh...

Our room.

- Yeah.
- I guess with,

uh, Jessica gone, we were...

Together.

Yeah.

But I'm gonna sleep on the couch, so...

No, you don't have to do that.

I mean, are you sure?
'Cause I don't mind.

Come on, Wyatt, it's fine.
There are... two beds.

Yeah.

It was...

really nice what you...

- said about Flynn.
- Yeah, well, I meant it.

I know you did.

You know, he lied to me about
the name of Jessica's killer.

'Cause when you think about
it, it was him all along.

I spent all this time
trying to find the person

that ruined my life. I never
even considered the fact

that he was actually trying to save it.

Flynn told me something
else in his letter,

- about Amy.
- What's that?

He said there might be a way
that I could get Amy back,

but I can't figure it out.
Besides, Emma already said that

there was no way I was ever

going to get my sister back again, so...

If there's a way to get her back,

- we're gonna do it, Lucy.
- Not with Rittenhouse

still out there.

You heard what Flynn
said. We have to stop them,

- because if we don't, then...
- We become

those people that paid us a visit.

I don't want that.

I don't want that for us.

We-we didn't look...

Happy?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

I noticed that, too.

I don't want to live in a world

where we're not just Lucy and Wyatt.

But after everything that's happened,

how can we un-know what we know?

Mothership jumped

to December 24, 1950, in...

Oh, dear... North Korea.

Well, that's the last day
of the Hungnam evacuations

in the Korean War.

It's just after the Battle of Chosin.

"Frozen Chosin," my grandpa called it.

Said it was the coldest
he'd ever been in his life.

Is Rittenhouse trying to eliminate you

from the timeline now by
taking out your grandfather?

No. He was wounded and sent home

before they started
evacuating on the 10th.

Why did they evacuate?

Well, the U.N. troops
were winning the war,

that is, until the
Chinese Communist army

descended upon them and
forced them to evacuate

- to the Port of Hungnam.
- It was the Dunkirk

of the Korean War.

Thousands of Korean refugees showed up,

families just desperate to evacuate.

Instead of leaving them behind,

General Edward Almond,

he wanted to see how many he could save.

But there was a-a cargo ship,

the USS Meredith Victory, they
were only supposed to carry

about 60 people, but they
ended up leaving with 14,000.

- And nobody died?
- Not one. In fact, there were five babies

born on board. They called
it "The Miracle of Christmas."

Why would Emma go after refugees?

'Cause she's the ultimate Grinch.

We'll stop her and
be home for Christmas.

Bundle up.

It's gonna be cold. Come on.

I'm coming with you.

You don't have to go.

I'm not losing you again.

Did you have to park
the Lifeboat so far away?

Well, we don't want Communist troops

to come dashing through
the snow to find it.

Oh, God.

- Let me see the map.
- Here.

- Port's a few miles south.
- Okay.

So, who's on the boat
that's so important, anyway?

Uh...

the parents of future South
Korean president Moon Jae-in?

And Emma cares about that because...?

We got to keep moving fast to stay warm.

Why the Korean War?

I can't for the life of me

think of what Emma could
profit from or need there.

Well, that's what scares me.
Emma may be a loose cannon,

but she is brilliant, so
there has got to be a reason.

- Mm.
- If our team

can't stop her in 1950,

- then we need to catch her in the present.
- Yeah.

Bloody hell.

That can't be.

They're gonna die there?

Must have been a skirmish.

- We just missed it.
- Fine by me.

What's that sound?

- Is that a...?
- Heliclockter. Copter.

- Helicopter.
- Must be taking survivors to port.

Hey, everyone all right?

Yeah. We're good!

Come on. I got the last
chopper going to Hungnam.

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