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[EKG beeping steadily]

[Barry] Excuse me, could you tell me where Grace Gibbons' room is?

[doctor] One sec, let me check.

Actually, yeah, she's that the first room right on the right.

[Barry] Great.

[Dr. Ambres] Just where do you think you're going?

Into my patient's room is what it looks like.

Sorry, I am Barry Allen, I am with the C.C.P.D.

I was hoping to speak with you, actually.

I'm looking for Grace Gibbons' parents.

Specifically her father.

I'm sorry, but the girl's parents are deceased.

Are you sure about that?

I can show you her charts.

See for yourself.

She came in with a wave of new admissions.

No legal guardian listed, no next of kin.

And the sad truth is,

our staff is the only family this little girl has left.

Okay.

Thank you for your help.

[knocking at door]

Orlin Dwyer, are you in there? It's C.C.P.D., open up.

-Orlin Dwyer? -Hey, listen, man.

I don't care what that guy says, he was drunk

and I was defending--

This is about your sister, Mr. Dwyer.

There's been an accident, a meta attack.

-Careful. -I know, I know.

-This is a critical time. -Okay.

-Steady hands. -Yeah.

[sighs]

Call time of death.

[Caitlin] It's okay, it's a pie.

It's not supposed to be a piece of cake.

Wow.

Hey, thanks for helping.

With Cicada's trail running cold, at least we have the extra day

to prepare for our first Thanksgiving at the loft.

Uh, what about Joe and Cecile?

They're celebrating with Cecile's family this year,

so, yeah, this year it's just gonna be the five of us.

[Frost] I'm down.

Six, actually. Killer Frost just RSVP'd.

What? You guys can just talk to each other?

Even without the mental activity dampener?

-Yeah, today's actually the first time. -Wow.

[Iris West and Nora laughing]

Oh, god.

-Hi, guys. -Sorry we're late.

It seems like everyone and their grandma

is getting pre-holiday manis and pedis.

Ooh. Let's take photos and post them on that old-fashioned Insta thingie

that you guys use.

Those two seem to have really patched things up.

Yeah.

Nora's getting closer to Iris than she is with me.

The timing couldn't have been better.

What do you mean?

I mean, Nora was so young when I disappeared in her future,

so this would be her first memory

of Thanksgiving with both her parents.

I feel like it's my job to make it the most perfect Thanksgiving ever.

And #HandModels.

-Wow, I feel famous already. -[chuckles]

-Oh, man. -Mom, um...

-I'm sorry. -Sorry for what, Nora?

For not giving you a chance to show me how great you are.

This year I'm just really thankful to get to know you.

The real you.

I'm thankful, too.

You know, the West-Allens have never missed a Thanksgiving?

No gorilla army, no evil speedster, no giant wormhole in the sky

could break that streak.

Yeah, the Singularity.

So, the Flash Museum has a 3D model of Dad just running straight

into it to save the city.

God, it must've been so epic to be there.

Actually, it was, um...

terrifying to be there.

We didn't know if your dad was gonna come back.

Ronnie didn't.

What?

I... The museum says that Dad just saved everybody.

Yeah, I guess there's things that the museum left out.

Like your dad giving himself to the Speed Force to save the city,

that was another time we said goodbye thinking

it might be a one-way trip.

It sounds a lot like what took him from us in the future.

I didn't know Dad had so many close calls.

Look, your dad is always gonna wanna put his life on the line

for others, that is what

I love most about him.

But yeah, it does keep me up at night.

Did he come back?

No, the records I falsified convinced him,

for now.

So, we're safe.

Orlin.

I think you need to stay away.

Good idea.

I won't visit till after the weekend.

No.

I think you need to stay away for good.

It's getting too risky.

You want me to give up Grace?

[Dwyer] No, no, listen...

You can't put me on hold.

I don't care about this next of kin crap.

I don't want this kid!

Hello? Hello?

[sighs] Damn it.

Hey.

-What? -It's breakfast.

Yeah.

It is. Um...

Okay...

[sighs]

Look, it's only a few days old. It's still good, I swear.

[sniffs]

[sighs]

[can clatters]

I don't understand. Explain again to me what's the difference between

this day and every other day in America?

It's a holiday when we all get together

and celebrate and eat a ton of food,

like, a gross amount.

Again, what's the difference between this day

and every other day in America?

-Hi, guys. -That's legit.

-What's going on? -This guy,

he tried to explain the Thanksgiving holiday,

and he's failing miserably.

What is this holiday? Please explain.

It's very simple actually, it's just about getting together

to celebrate our loved ones and family.

So simple, this is why I don't understand this holiday.

I don't have any family.

Didn't you have like seven marriages?

I did have seven marriages. Five wives, seven marriages,

but no family.

This holiday, it's a cruel holiday.

[alarm blaring]

What's going on?

I am seeing a massive electrical surge at the power station downtown.

Barry, Nora, you're up.

Guys, what's the problem?

Everything looks--

[both] Whoa!

Uh, I think we found it.

-It's lightning. -Skies were clear a minute ago,

that storm must've come out of nowhere.

Ah. We got a bigger problem,

there's an experimental cold-fusion core

from Mercury Labs in the plant and if it blows...

[Caitlin] It could take out the whole block.

I see it.

[yelps, pants]

Nora, you've gotta evac all the workers to safety.

-Barry... -Yeah, I know, I gotta grab the core.

No, no, no.

Something doesn't feel right.

Just listen to Iris, grab the workers from inside.

Dad!

Dad. Dad!

You guys, he's not breathing.

He's going into cardiac arrest, she needs to restart his heart.

What? How do I do that?

Rub your hands together to create lightning

and then give him a chest compression.

[sobbing]

Come on, come on, come on.

[grunts, pants]

It's not working.

[beeping]

We lost him.

No, no, no!

Please, please, please.

[gasps]

-[Cisco] He's back. -[sighs]

[breathing heavily]

-[sobbing] -[coughs]

I promise, I'm okay.

-Caitlin. -His vitals are stable.

Speed healing to the rescue.

He shouldn't have needed rescuing.

Nora, I know you're upset, but if that core would have exploded,

it would've caused a lot of damage.

It did cause a lot of damage. Dad died!

We made the best decision we could, given the circumstances.

Then maybe someone else should be making our decisions.

Wow. All right, well, so much for mother-daughter holiday time.

She did just have to bring me back to life, let's give her a minute.

Okay.

In the meantime, where did that storm come from?

A storm like that coming and going, disappearing in a matter

of minutes,

it shouldn't be possible.

Unless someone was making it possible.

I mean, we've seen that before.

Weather Wizard, but Mark Mardon is serving a life sentence

in Iron Heights.

Let's make sure he's doing just that. Let us know if any other

weather anomalies pop up on the radar.

Okay, will do.

I think it's time for Operation Save the Turkey.

[opera music playing]

What...

Art is therapy.

-So, Sherlock-- -"Sherloque," simple pronunciation.

We heard what you had to say about not having a family,

and we here at Team Flash are sort of a family

and you're becoming part of that family,

so we would like to invite you

to celebrate Thanksgiving with us.

Caitlin, I'm afraid that I must decline, all right?

'Cause I don't have a lot of reason to celebrate,

and you of all people should sympathize with that.

Why should I sympathize?

You have lost your father, right?

And then you find him only to discover that his body

is being possessed by an Icicle demon

who is trying to kill all of Team Flash, yourself included.

Not great, right?

Okay, that's enough, Debbie Downer. Don't listen to him.

You know what? Maybe you should lay off the paint fumes.

You know what, young Ralph Macchio,

you have nothing to celebrate either.

Right? What your last year has been, huh?

Let me recap for you. First, heartbreak. [imitates breaking sound, groans]

[laughs] And then second, Cicada crushes your powers,

forcing you to fake your own death, also not great.

And as for me, multiple divorces have left me with a mountain of debt

that's insurmountable. So, this past year

has not been very kind to any of us.

Pardon.

[Caitlin] Hmm.

[principal] She's had a few recent outbursts

and we don't allow cursing here.

This type of behavior cannot continue.

Anyway, that's the long and short of it.

I'll give you two a moment.

[door opens]

[sighs]

You called a kid a "rat bastard"?

What's wrong with you?

Don't you know you can't go around saying stuff like that?

Why?

Well, 'cause then I get a phone call.

You know I had to take off work to come down here.

You don't even like your job.

What?

You stay on the couch all day and then when work calls,

you curse and slam the door.

"Rat bastards."

Look, I get where you heard it.

All right, but you can't say those words.

-Rat bastards. -Hey, quit it.

-Rat bastards. -Stop.

-Rat bastards! -Hey, listen to me,

I'm supposed to be the parent here.

No! You're not a parent.

Parents are supposed to make the world better for their kids.

You make everything worse. I hate you.

And you hate you, too.

[warden] You have to excuse our dim lighting.

Today's storm at the power plant knocked out our main generator.

So we're working off a backup for the time being.

So does that mean you can't dampen the meta prisoners' powers?

Prison-wide dampeners are down, but we got every inmate

into meta cuffs incident-free.

I hope you include that in your article about our readiness.

After the corruption of the last warden,

I am eager to assure the public that their safety is in good hands.

Now, our CSIs, which inmate did you need to see?

And he's been here all day?

Never once out of our sight.

There was a crime committed today

with an M.O. similar to Mardon's.

Can I take a look at the security tapes?

Anything for our friends in the press.

-Well, this is a bust. -Yeah, looks like

you died for nothing.

Nora, hey... Hey, look,

this has been a rough day for you.

But you can't blame Iris for what happened.

She's doing the best she can.

Besides, we both decided on the plan.

Oh, I know.

[rumbling]

[groans]

Hey, don't mind me, I'm just here to pick up my dad.

Did she say "Dad"?

Josyln?

[exhales] It's "Joss."

Bring me my father, now!

Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

We'll see about that.

Bring my dad to Porter Plaza in one hour,

or Central City is gonna get wrecked.

[lightning crackling]

I didn't know that Joss was busting me out.

I didn't know she could do half the things she does.

I haven't spoken to her in years.

And you expect me to believe she woke up this morning

and was like, "You know what? I wanna break my dad

"out of Iron Heights."

[laughs sarcastically] I get it, but it's the truth.

Joss was born when me and her mom were still in high school.

I never could work out how to be with that woman.

And then when Joss came, I thought the best thing to do

was to focus on my career.

Your criminal career?

That's why I left her with her mom.

At least, until she ran away because of some falling out.

What happened with Joss and her mom?

The last time I spoke to her,

she told me that her and Joss are broken.

You know how it is.

Sometimes mothers and daughters break and there ain't no fixing 'em.

[Dwyer] Okay, watch your step.

And...

Open your eyes.

Whose house is this?

It's my cousin Robbie's.

He doesn't live here anymore, but he said if I fix it up,

we could stay here.

-What's this? -That

is a dollhouse.

Or it can be.

Once we build it.

And you know, you can, uh,

pick out furniture and colors

or wallpaper.

Decorate it how you want.

Hey, uh...

I know we didn't get off to the greatest start

these past few months.

Okay, it...

It was a lousy start.

But I wanna fix all that.

Well, I was thinking that I'll work on this place,

we could work on this one, too.

Together.

Listen, you were right, kid.

I do hate me.

I don't really know any other way to be, but...

I wanna do right by you, Gracie.

I wanna keep you safe

and warm and fed.

You know, just...

Give you all the things a kid should have.

Let's start with the dollhouse.

Okay.

Okay.

How's Dad's interrogation going?

[sighs] Well, we'll know in a minute.

Hopefully he'll find out something that'll help us profile

Mardon's daughter.

Okay, well, let me know.

Nora, look... Listen, I know you're upset with me

for sending your dad into that situation earlier

and I just... I wanted to say that--

Mom, it's okay, I'm not upset with you.

-You're not? -No. We're good, I promise.

Okay, cool.

That's the other thing, celebrating the decimation of

an indigenous culture so a bunch of greedy colonizers

can get their turkey-lurkey on?

Do you know about this, the sham we call "Thanksgiving"?

Okay, I'm sorry, am I missing something?

Since when did you guys become anti-Thanksgiving?

Since a bunch of guys wearing hat buckles

fed us some old bull, wrapped in lies

stuffed in propaganda.

It's a deception turducken.

Actually, I think the hat buckles weren't real either.

Don't encourage him.

-You get it. -Okay.

-Did you get anything from Mardon? -No. Nothing that will help us

find his daughter.

What about you guys? What'd you dig up?

Meet Joss Jackam, she is a delinquent teen turned amateur storm chaser,

a self-taught expert in theoretical meteorology.

How we do know she's a storm chaser?

Because Helen Hunt here has a blog.

Mm-hmm. She lost her grant from the science center

for doing too many dangerous experiments on the weather.

Well, it looks like she's way beyond the experimental phase.

Oh. "Weather Witch"?

-I'll allow it. -Dad, that weather vane,

-doesn't it look a lot like... -The staff she was carrying, yeah.

Cisco, can you pull up the security footage from her attack

on Iron Heights?

-[Cisco] Sure can. -[beeping]

[Caitlin] It's infected with a satellite shard.

She's got meta-tech.

Like Spencer Young's phone.

Look, she has instant lightning on command,

there's no way you're gonna be able to get that staff from her.

She's gonna have to give it up willingly.

Okay, listen, we got 20 minutes before she destroys the entire city,

so what is the plan?

We only have one choice.

We give her what she wants.

No Weather Witch in sight.

Okay, Singh cleared the perimeter so it's free of civilians.

And our satellites are on weather watch

for our Weather Witch, nothing yet.

Well,

I wouldn't say "nothing."

My data leads me to conclude that there is artificially created

pressure system of uncertain origin headed rapidement

toward the downtown core.

Listen, Galileo, you can lick your finger and stick it in the wind

all you want, but why don't you leave the actual calculations

-to actual... Oh, for Christ's sakes. -[console beeping]

And your exasperation leaves me also to conclude that

you have realized, although late,

that once again, I'm right, I'm right, I'm right...

That's enough out of you.

[thunder crackles]

She's here.

So, the rotten apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

You're a poet.

Awesome.

Where's my dad?

All right, Joss.

We held up our end of the bargain, you got your dad.

There's no reason to hurt anybody.

Ugh, so boring. Come on, we'll handle it from here.

Hey, baby girl.

Dad.

That's a pretty cool staff.

Would you just...

How about you just power that thing off for a second, uh...

and let your dad try?

Try this.

[grunts]

Oh!

[exhales]

Oh, don't feel bad, he was a selfish dick

who abandoned his family.

Anyway,

thanks for helping me drop a truck on my dad.

[metal creaking]

Uh, guys?

What now?

I didn't see the Hummer coming.

I'm so pissed.

This city will drown!

-Crumble, burn, because of you! -[thunderclap]

Thanks.

[grunting] I'm gonna follow her.

Wait, are you serious right now?

-What? -You almost just died,

again, and you don't seem to care.

Where is this coming from? You know how dangerous our job is.

Yeah, but I don't wanna lose you again.

But you don't seem to give a damn if you lose me,

and all for your job.

Nora.

[Barry] How long you been holding that one in?

My best guess?

My whole life.

Growing up without you, I was so angry.

But you were my hero, so...

It was easier to put my anger for you not being around

on criminals and meta-villains...

A lot of times on Mom.

But when I saw you die today,

it reminded me that

I'm mad at someone else about losing you.

You.

I get it.

It's not easy having a parent who puts their life on the line

for others.

I remember feeling the same way about Joe being a cop when I was a kid.

You know that's not the same thing.

Did he ever have to say goodbye to you

knowing that he wasn't coming back?

You did.

And you're gonna do it again.

Nora, you gotta remember you're talking about a future

that we might be able to avoid.

We still have time to find our way to a solution, and we will.

But there is a solution.

It's just one that you don't want.

Give up being the Flash.

Come on, it's the only way to guarantee

that you won't disappear again in the future

or any other time.

-Nora... -Come on, think about it.

You're not the only hero.

Let the others protect the world.

Come on, you don't have to be keep sacrificing yourself.

You give your life again and again.

How many times does it have to be you?

It hurt so much losing you when I didn't even know you.

But now,

after all of these months getting to know you,

I just...

Please, Dad, don't make me go through it again.

I don't wanna go through it again. [sobbing]

Nora,

people need the Flash.

I need my dad.

[Grace] This is the third ice cream today, you know.

Something fishy's going on here.

Okay, you got me.

We're celebrating because this

is a very special day.

One year ago today, I made you a promise

that I would turn my life around to make things better for you,

and I can honestly say that

my life is a million times better than what it was.

And it's all because of you, Gracie.

So I got you something.

It's the set I wanted.

I thought your little dollhouse could use a family.

I already have one.

I love you, kiddo.

Purple.

You know, I think four ice creams in a day

would be the...

[rumbling]

-[glass shattering] -[people screaming]

[explosions]

Gracie, run.

Run! Run, come on.

Go this way.

Go this way!

[groaning]

[gasping]

Help me. Help me, please!

-[Dr. Ambres] Sir... -Somebody!

-[gasps] -[panting]

Save her, please.

Get him on a table.

[groaning]

Move.

[hoarse voice] Gracie!

[groans]

Help her.

On the eve of Thanksgiving, reports of devastating

weather phenomena are streaming in from all over the city.

The exact cause of these disturbances remains unknown.

I can't believe she's actually willing to level the city

to kill one man.

She doesn't know where Mardon is.

It's overkill, but it's the only option we've left her.

Well, Caitlin's on radar and Cisco's trying to juice the satellites.

But there's interference, we can't locate Joss.

You okay?

Look, babe...

You're gonna find the words to make her understand, I know it.

Not sure if I have the words to make myself understand.

She's got a point.

[alarm blaring]

We got a hit on Joss. She's at the Sheldon County Airport.

Barry, you gotta move.

[people screaming]

You're good?

[Iris West] Barry, do you have eyes on Joss?

No, she's damaged the terminal so badly,

the hangar's the only safe place.

I'm evacuating everyone trapped on the tarmac.

I think I can bring Frost out, what can we do?

Flight control, down at the marina.

Um, guys, how do we fight weather?

You fight weather with weather.

Nora, we still have Mardon's weather wand.

I need you to get it from the archives

and take it to Barry, okay?

Okay.

-Hey. -Hey.

-Mardon's wand? -Cisco says you can use it

to counteract Joss' weather.

Where is she?

[thunderclaps]

Last chance.

Where's my dad?

Joss, you know we can't give him up.

Then you know what happens next.

Joss, I deceived you, okay? Not them.

You wanna make someone pay? It's me.

This is how you make heroes pay!

[crackling]

By the beard of Zeus, she's making tornado

out of lightning.

Cisco, how do I use this wand to stop this?

You can attract all the lightning to the wand.

That will take down the tornado, but...

All of that energy will go through your body.

You'll be a human lightning rod.

It's okay.

I know you have to go.

Run, Dad. Run!

Back. Everybody back.

[grunting]

[yells]

[Joss screams]

[thunder rumbling]

Barry? Nora, do you see him?

I, uh...

I...

I see him! He's still here.

[Iris West] We live in a world full of meta phones and meta weather vanes.

What's next, my electric toothbrush?

Until we figure out how to remove those shards,

-better safe than sorry. -Yeah.

Well, now that Mardon and his daughter

are all tucked away in Iron Heights,

what do you say we spend some time with our own family?

Well, it might be just us and Nora this year.

Caitlin and Cisco are skipping Thanksgiving.

-What? Why? -Don't even ask.

What?

-A toast to... -[Caitlin] Mm-hmm.

...the Thankless.

-The Thankless. -The Thankless.

Thankless.

[toasts in French]

[groans]

All right, boys, I'm tapping in.

Okay, let me get this straight, you two losers

are sitting here in what I can only assume

is the cantina of a starship, drinking and eating terrible food

when you could be drinking and eating amazing food

with people who actually care about you.

[both laughing]

All right, all right, look, when you put it like that, you...

-She has a point. -I see your point, yeah.

And by the way, I have the least to celebrate this year,

because I spent most of it unconscious.

You nerds coming to Thanksgiving or what?

[Iris West] So, it wasn't so much the taste as it was the crunch.

-Wait, are you actually saying-- -Yes, that was the year

I found out why Grandma Esther's yams tasted so good,

because she never cleaned her favorite skillet.

[groans]

I take it this was also the year you stopped eating

Grandma Esther's yams?

[Iris West] Mm-mmm.

I didn't say all that.

[Sherloque laughs]

Allow me to propose a toast.

Well, first, to clean dishware,

and also to family

and to friends.

Old and new.

And to the colonizers who conquered this land.

-[Cisco] What? -And...

-[Cisco] Remember... -[Sherloque] Colonizers who grabbed...

-No. -What they want...

-Yes, I know. -They just take what they want.

[Sherloque] To taking what you...

That's not... You know what, let's go.

-Right now. -Okay, you know what?

I think that it's time to carve the turkey.

Hey, Nora. [clears throat]

Um...

We haven't had a chance to talk since the airport.

Oh, Dad, I know what you're gonna say and you don't have to.

I saw what it was like when you hesitated to save those people

because of me,

and I felt...

Horrible?

Yeah.

And I never wanna feel like that again.

I get it.

Sometimes, you have to sacrifice yourself to save others.

Even if it means leaving your family behind.

Not exactly.

Look, when I ran into that storm, I was thinking

that I wanna save everyone, but...

The person I was thinking about the most

was you.

-Me? -Yeah.

I don't choose being the Flash over being with my family.

I'm the Flash for my family.

And I don't have to run to the future to understand

why I sacrifice myself.

I do it to save you.

And your mom.

And all the people I love.

You know, maybe one day, if I train enough,

I'll be able to save you.

I don't doubt it.

-All right, come on. -Okay.

-Ah, yes. -Hey, thank God.

-Carve the turkey. -Yeah, baby.

Here we are, each person gets a turkey.

[Iris West] No. We have the one for everyone.

Dad, it's a sharp knife.

That's the most fun part.

[Sherloque] Oh! You are very good at that.

[indistinct chatter]

[Dr. Ambres] Orlin.

I told you it's too risky.

C.C.P.D.'s already looking for you.

What are you doing here?

It's Thanksgiving, Doc.

I'm here to be with my family.

[Dr. Ambres] I want you to be optimistic.

But I'm not gonna lie to you as far as how long.

With all the brain hemorrhaging she suffered,

you have to prepare yourself for the possibility that

she may never wake.

This...

It's all my fault.

No.

It's these metas,

wreaking havoc unchecked.

She didn't deserve this, Mr. Dwyer.

And neither did you.

[newscaster] This was the scene Tuesday night as once again the Flash

saved Central City from certain destruction.

After a worldwide power outage blanketed every country in darkness,

-a bizarre purple... -[sobs]

The destructive phenomenon emanated from a satellite that had fallen

into a decaying orbit.

Thankfully, before the satellite could strike the city

and create what scientists believe would have been

"a catastrophic event,"

the Flash was able to destroy it.

Once again, the residents of our proud city

and perhaps the entire world

owe The Flash and his allies a debt of gratitude.

[clattering]

[newscaster 2] A new meta was last seen

jumping off a building in order to evade capture

after stealing jewels...

It was reported that he escaped Flash's grasp

after hijacking an armored vehicle.

[Dwyer breathing heavily]

[grunting]

I'm gonna make this right, Gracie.

Every meta

will die.

All right, guys, this better be good.

Yeah, we've got an after-Thanksgiving tradition

called sleeping, so what's up?

It's good.

Trust us. Detective.

Well, it occurred to me that if you, Monsieur and Madame West-Allen,

you want to spend this holiday with your family...

Well, perhaps, your meta-killer does as well.

So, I had Monsieur Cisco hack into the CCTV footage

of the hospital and this is what we got.

Ever since Grace arrived,

only one man has come to visit her.

Every day.

Including tonight.

Team Flash,

I give you Orlin Dwyer,

-also known as... -Cicada.