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[people speaking indistinctly]

I'm telling you, I know what I saw.

There was a dinosaur creature running right through my backyard.

[creature growling]

You don't say.

And there were glowing lights coming from the tree tops.

You don't say.

And these giant orbs fell from the sky.

[sheriff] You don't say.

Then after I came out of hiding, they'd all disappeared.

Something ain't right.

[Nate] Well, that's that.

Yeah, I'm kind of nervous.

Things rarely wrap up in a neat little bow for us.

Oh, come on, babe. Don't be paranoid. Life is gonna start going our way.

[whooshing]

[all exclaim]

What the hell?

[Nate] What the hell happened?

[Gary] Did that look like another Waverider to you guys?

[Agent Sharpe] Why's someone trying to kill us?

[Astra] There must be hundreds of reasons to kill us.

[Behrad] We're not gonna let 'em get away with it.

I say we portal back in time and onto that rogue Waverider

and make them pay.

That is a perfect plan.

Now, let's go gear up,

'cause we're gonna storm that ship and save our Waverider.

Remember, when we get on that ship, stealth is our friend.

Silent takedown. Got it.

Wake me when the fire fight starts.

You guys take out the crew

and Behrad and I'll take control of the ship.

Nate, let's do this.

Here we go.

[sputters]

It's out of juice.

-What? -Every time with those things.

No Time Courier is no Waverider…

We're stuck in 1925.

[all clamoring]

[Sara] Everybody just calm down.

We need a little time to think of a plan.

We definitely don't belong in this time period.

We need to avoid any unwanted attention from the locals.

[knocking at door]

Afternoon, ma'am. Name's Pastor Hanson. Is Gloria home?

Yeah, she's not here right now.

Oh. I just heard this loud explosion over yonder

and I wanted to make sure everything's all right.

-[coughs] Flash him. -[others] What?

-Oh. -[Spooner coughs]

Well, you know, there's all sorts of strange things happening in Odessa.

Everyone in town has seen these bizarre lights in the sky,

and strange lizard creatures in their backyard.

Yeah, well, nothing's strange around here.

Flash him.

It's out of battery. I don't…

Say, are those claw marks?

Yeah, I'll tell Gloria you stopped by.

Good-bye now.

[exhales] So much for laying low.

The town's already buzzing with conspiracy theories

after the Zaguron invasion.

If we stay here, it could get really bad.

It's gonna be okay.

And now that we have no Timeship,

we're just a bunch of weirdos with truly random superpowers.

John, the one person with the useful ability is gone, so…

[Astra] Well, hey, I was his student.

I mean, I'm not a master sorcerer yet, but maybe I could--

What, turn the townspeople into household objects? Come on.

Too bad we don't have the Time Bureau time ship,

or it would have that fail-safe.

Gary, you're a genius.

The last time the Waverider was impounded, I had a fail-safe installed.

And fail-safes are…

They're indestructible lockboxes filled with emergency supplies.

Like a Time Courier, a Mind Flasher. Breath mints, if we're lucky.

The blast could have sent that thing

flying anywhere on Gloria's property, right?

So we will split up so we can find this damn thing and get the hell out of here.

Now, let's go. Come on.

How're you holding up, Z? If you wanna talk, I'm here to listen.

I know a thing or two about getting dumped.

I was not dumped.

It was a mutual mucking up of things.

I am, however, annoyed that John poofed his way out of 1925

without making sure the rest of us were okay first.

To be fair, when he left, we still had a working time machine.

-Defending him is not listening. -Right. Sorry. Continue.

I just can't believe after everything we went through together,

all he left me with was this.

-Ooh, freaky old key. -Yeah.

What's this for?

All he said was, "You'll find out," with his trademark dramatic delivery.

In hindsight, I should've got a little more clarification.

Probably.

Whatever. Just gonna do what I always do in these situations.

I need a makeover.

No, no, no. Not a makeover.

I need a reinvention, like Madonna. I think there's a headpiece.

[sighs] Wandering through the woods.

Why am I not surprised this is our honeymoon?

I know, babe, but as soon as we find the safe, we get out of here.

Yeah. Well, I'm way out of my comfort zone.

-Which is? -The Waverider.

-Lists. -Lists. Rules.

Well, mine is improvising, so, together, we are unstoppable.

Come on.

Based on the blast radius,

we're basically looking for a needle in a haystack.

Look, I can track animals and people. But random futuristic safes, not my bag.

All right, so what you got?

Any magical cheats to find this thing?

Yeah, I think I can remember John's tracking spell.

[speaking other language]

Hey, not bad.

I think someone moved it.

[Astra] That's not good.

Where did you find it, anyway?

Amongst them bushes at the edge of Gloria Cruz's property.

Okay, good news, we found the Waverider's safe.

Yeah, bad news, it's at the Sheriff's station.

Pastor found it nearby and turned it in.

That guy will come poking around again now he's more suspicious of your mom.

Yeah, and other neighbors could get nosy and discover the remains of the Waverider,

which would be disastrous for the timeline.

We just need to buy ourselves some time so we can come up with another plan.

-How? -We need to go on the defensive.

Right, and keep the heat off of Gloria and this property.

Yeah. How are we supposed to do that

if we don't have time travel or Mind Flashers?

[gasps]

Rule 44.

-Rule 44. -Yeah.

-I love Rule 44. -Yeah.

What's Rule 44?

It's from our Time Bureau training.

The intent of Rule 44 is to create a diversion.

A… A cover story when things go sideways on a mission.

Specifically, Rule 44 states that our cover story must be a circus.

That is oddly specific.

Are we talking Cirque, Sideshow, Straight Up Three Ring affair?

No, research shows that the general public

is willing to accept the bizarreness of any kind of circus without question.

So, we have to put on a circus?

-What? No. We… -No.

That's not what we're saying.

Make them think we're in a circus, allay their suspicions.

[gasps]

Group makeovers.

Yes, I love it.

I'm going to reinvent each of you as performers.

Friends, you're in excellent hands.

You heard her. Let's circus up, eh?

Yeah, I'm not doing that.

Good. 'Cause I need your magic to help fix my mom's porch.

Sure.

Hey, Nate, while we are playing defense as a circus,

you will be playing offense.

Time to use your superpower.

So, you want me to turn to steel and knock around some skulls?

No. Your other superpower.

You are a white man in 1925.

You go sweet talk that sheriff, and get him to give you the safe.

-Ava will go with you. -What? No, I'm--

All right. Come on, Gary.

Those period costumes aren't gonna sew themselves.

[coughs]

Okay.

Yes.

Tie… Button, please.

Voilà.

[clangs]

My mom's not gonna be happy with what we've done to her stuff.

Sorry. It's desperate times.

Oh, Nate borrowed your dead dad's suit. Hope that's okay.

He better not ruin it.

Good afternoon, Odessa. Come one, come all.

I know you have seen and heard some peculiar things lately.

Well, I am here to assure you that it is just business as usual for us.

Why, you ask?

Because my compatriots and I, we are members of the Guggenheim Circus.

You know, it's actually a good fit.

-Hey, do I look like a grandma? -Yeah.

[Nate] You the sheriff?

Yes, sir. I was just finishing up some paperwork.

How can I help you?

My name's John Edgar Hoover,

I'm the newly appointed director of the Bureau of Investigation

in Washington, DC.

This is my trusted secretary, Miss Gandy.

You seem different in real life.

You probably saw an old photo.

I've been cocktailing my hair products, but that's neither here or there.

Now listen up, Sheriff.

We're here to talk to you about a very important matter.

There are so many exciting things to see at our circus.

For example, exotic animals.

My cohort and I, we are animal handlers from a land far, far, far away!

And, of course, what circus would be complete without a little fire?

[crowd gasps]

Ow, ow, ow! That's hot. That's hot.

[laughing nervously]

[Behrad] Don't be alarmed,

but several of our creatures escaped their confinements last night.

You may have heard some explosions or seen some mysterious lights yesterday.

That was just me, testing out some, uh… displays.

True story.

So, if you saw something yesterday that looked like a dinosaur, for example,

it was actually a Komodo dragon,

which is just a big, smelly lizard despite its terrifying appellation.

Pastor Hanson found this strange box over by Gloria Cruz's property.

I thought maybe it belonged to her, since she's foreign and all.

Oh, well, we can tell you for sure that it's not hers, sir,

but it is very dangerous.

Say, how did you boys in Washington learn about the safe so quickly?

The pastor only found it this morning.

[scoffs] I mean, if I told you all of our nation's secrets,

they wouldn't be secrets anymore, would they?

-Right? -[Agent Sharpe laughs nervously] Yes.

Who knows, there may even be a commendation for you

from President Warren G. Harding once the case is declassified.

I believe she means Calvin Coolidge, 'cause Mr. Harding is dead.

People always get their inter-war presidents mixed up.

I need you to focus.

Are you ready to do the right thing by your country?

Mister, mister, tell us when the circus is. I want to go.

When is it, you ask?

Like, uh… exactly what time?

[Sara] You told them what?

I'm sorry, Sara. I just panicked.

I didn't mean to invite the whole town over.

Take a breath, Gary. We'll figure something out.

Okay, wait, you're saying people are coming here for an actual circus?

-[all clamoring] -Gary?

All right, all right, everyone!

Just calm down.

Everything's going to be fine once we open the safe.

[vocalizes chorus] That's right.

The whole town comes over, we flash the hell out of them,

then we Time Courier our butts outta here.

-Yes. All right. That's right. -Whoo!

Another successful Legends mission in the books.

It feels so good to be back on track. All right.

There's no Time Courier.

There's a note.

"Taking Courier. Beer run. Rory."

-Classic. -What?

-Son of a-- -Okay.

There's no couriers. There's no flashers. There's no…

At least there's a Time Bureau Manual.

And Gummy Bears.

That's where I stashed my emergency supply.

So, that's it? Just a book and some gummies.

-No couriers. -No flashers. No mini Gideon.

No breath mints.

Hey, look, it's okay. You guys, it's gonna be okay.

Look, as long as the town keeps buying our cover story,

then we'll come up with Plan B.

It's gonna be great.

That fellow wasn't Mr. Hoover at all.

Hair products, my foot!

[phone rings]

Is this the Bureau of Investigation?

This is Sheriff Thomas Wood of Odessa, Texas.

I've got a situation down here you ought to know about.

Wow. So, we're really doing this? We're living in 1925 for a spell?

[Zari] 1925 is a total hayseed year.

These people are covered in sun spots. Microdermabrasion's still decades away.

Anything I know about the '20s is that they invented a lot of dance moves.

Maybe we should get out of this town and find the parties.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. That goes against Rule 23,

in order to limit potential damage to the timeline,

marooned time travelers should stay in one…

One location.

Okay, then we will stay put.

All right? We'll figure it out.

First things first.

We got the whole town coming over tonight, and they are expecting a circus.

We have to put on a show to protect our cover.

There is no circus, they may see the Waverider wreckage--

Whoa.

Which violates, like, half of this manual. That cannot happen.

Okay, well, I just hope that we get this done before--

Mommy!

[all] Hi.

It looks like the humans won the War of the Worlds.

We're all still here.

Mija, tell me, why are people in town asking about a circus on my property?

We need to talk.

Are those my curtains?

-Is that Celso's suit? -[Nate] Yes.

[speaking Spanish]

I don't see how the circus act gets us any closer to getting out of here.

This is just triage, dealing with the problem at hand.

Without the Waverider, we don't have options.

So, if we are to convince these town people

that we are actually a circus, we need to practice.

Let's go.

I want those juggling skills on point!

-[Zari] You juggle, right? -[Behrad] Is it that obvious?

They need to distract everyone from seeing the remains of a time ship, which blew up

after the aliens attacked the house, and we were saved by space mushroom.

[sighs] Look, mija…

I'm already on thin ice here.

It's not easy for these people to accept a magical hero

from another land living in their town.

But I trust you.

And if I am ostracized

or arrested,

then… so be it. I'll deal with it.

Because you're my daughter,

and I would do anything for you.

Looking good.

Looking good.

I'm sorry, guys. I'm pulling the plug on this circus.

What? What's wrong?

What's wrong is that this circus is going to bring

a lot of unwanted attention to my mom, and she already feels persecuted.

This isn't just about us anymore.

Every time we try to fix something, we just dig a bigger hole

and my mom is going to be the one stuck paying for it.

[sighs] Look, we're sorry, Spooner.

You're right. This isn't just about us.

We'll get out of town and we'll figure something else out.

No more circus. No more commotion.

Thank you.

Where's Astra?

[speaking other language]

What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?

Well, it looks like you're trying to fix the ship using John's resurrection spell.

But that would be stupid because it's for humans, not for time ships.

If John were here, this is exactly what he would do.

Now shut up and let me concentrate.

You might wanna stand back.

[door opens and closes]

-[man] Sheriff Thomas Wood? -In the flesh.

You called the office in DC

about someone impersonating a federal agent, namely me.

J. Edgar Hoover.

Luckily, we were down the way in Midland, so I thought I'd pay you a visit myself.

Welcome to Odessa.

I can't believe the top lawman in the country

is standing in my very own station.

Again. The real one this time.

Now, tell me more about this scoundrel.

[speaking other language]

[speaking other language]

Is she doing what I think she's doing?

Whatever it is, it's pretty cool.

It's likely that this imposter is a member of the Midland Robbery Gang,

an outfit we've been tracking for some time.

-Bank robbers. -That's right.

And you just handed that degenerate a brand-new safe to crack.

Now, which way did he go?

Hell's bells, they could be anywhere by now.

Astra, maybe you should stop.

You know, 'cause of the blood?

If John could do this, I can do this.

Damn it, Astra. Stop it!

[speaking other language]

Astra!

[crackling in distance]

[Hoover] Well, Sheriff,

I reckon I know just where this imposter is trying to blow open that safe.

[Astra groans]

Ow…

I feel like I was run over by a bus. Ow.

Yeah, since this isn't the MedBay,

I'm guessing my spell didn't resurrect the Waverider.

[Spooner] No. It didn't.

What were you thinking?

[sighs] Hey. A little sympathy?

I got injured trying to help you.

By creating another huge spectacle at my mom's house.

Not what she needs right now.

I was the only one doing anything to get this clown show out of Texas.

Think it through next time.

No offense,

but your mom lives in the boonies.

I doubt anyone noticed.

[car approaching]

Someone did.

Guys,

it's J. Edgar Hoover. The real one.

He'll wanna know who we are.

So, we are doing the circus.

No, no. Esperanza and I, we will talk to the men.

Astra has to stay in bed, but the rest of you cannot be here.

Okay, uh…

Go hide.

It's too open concept in here to hide.

-Bedroom. Go, go, come on. -Go, go, go.

Evening, ladies. J. Edgar Hoover, Bureau of Investigation.

Which one of you is Gloria Cruz?

I am.

How can I help you, sir?

Heard about some bank robbers in the area.

Unsavory fellas.

Just checking to make sure you're safe.

Well,

no bank robbers. Just enjoying a quiet afternoon.

If you don't mind, I was talking to the owner of the property in question.

-I don't think it's working. -Why not?

-Shh! -Try the closet.

It's locked.

Zari, the key.

John said we'd find out what it's for. Maybe it's this.

Okay. Fine.

[gasping]

No.

I think we'll have a look around.

Just to be sure.

I have a patient in there. She's recuperating.

[floorboard creaking]

Go. Just go.

Where are we?

The mansion?

Hey.

So, if we're in the mansion, does that mean it's present day?

Did we make it out of 1925?

No and yes. But we're not in any year at all.

Gary?

This isn't really the mansion. It's a…

A pocket dimension that John made for himself.

John wanted a place where he could be all alone, so he…

He conjured it.

So, if we go out the front door…

[screams]

Is this a pocket dimension in hell, Gary?

I recommend only exiting through the door we came in.

Why would John give me this place?

Is it possible that man is so conceited

he thinks I need an alternate dimension to get over him?

I don't know everything about John, but I know he loved you.

Maybe he just thought you could use a nice, quiet place to be alone?

-[scoffs] -Out of the spotlight for once.

Out of the spotlight.

B, I thrive in the spotlight. It's where I'm most me.

You're acting like I need to find myself, but I'm not hiding. It…

[clears throat]

There's an answer in here somewhere.

It's just a book of rules, babe.

Rules we should be following.

We almost ruined Gloria's life, almost interacted with Hoover,

which means we almost changed history.

Yeah, but we didn't, huh?

Babe…

Hey, will you look at me?

I know it feels like the walls are closing in,

but we will figure this out.

You keep saying that. Okay, Sara? But we're getting sloppy.

And without memory flashers, or Time Couriers, or Gideon to guide us,

we are lost. Okay?

And you really think that manual will help?

Probably not, but I just…

[sighs] I need to.

-Okay. -Okay.

You keep reading.

[sighs]

I have reason to suspect that the Midland Robbery Gang are holed up around here.

Sheriff Wood said one of the gang members got ahold of a safe

that was in his possession.

Do you mind if we search your property, ma'am?

Does it really matter if I say yes or no?

Smart woman.

[door closes]

Okay. I overheard Hoover leaving.

All right, guys. Let's go!

Hey.

You coming?

Actually, I think I'm gonna just…

stay for a little bit.

Oh. Good for you, sis.

And in case if you like slowing things down a little…

What does that mean?

Oh, brother.

Come on.

Whew!

You're back. How did Hoover not see you guys?

Oh, we just hopped over to another plane of existence

where space and time don't function normally. No big whoop.

You know, we could just hide out in the mansion.

We'd be out of Gloria's way.

Hiding isn't going to get us back to our timeline

or help us figure out who blew up our ship.

So, where do we go?

New York City.

Guys, the manual mentions an obscure scientist

who laid the foundation for all of time travel,

a guy named Dr. Gwyn Davies.

He's alive right now in 1925, and he lives in New York.

-That could work. -Right?

And you're okay if we leave here?

I guess. As long as we have a plan.

Good. Because y'all gotta go.

J. Edgar Hoover is suspicious of my mom.

He thinks she's harboring some bank robbers,

the Midland Gang or something.

[sighs] Hoover is indefatigable.

He's a bloodhound.

He won't let go of our scent until he's won.

Then let's give him what he wants. Make him think he was right.

We will be the bank robbers.

We'll lead him out of Texas, away from Gloria,

and all the while, making our way to New York City.

Bank robbers were a big deal in the 1920s. And we'd certainly grab his attention.

Yeah, and all we have to do is rob some banks.

I mean, yes, please.

Can I just have a word with you for a minute?

You want to go on a crime spree?

I don't like the idea of leaving, but since we have to…

Listen to me, we need to make very small footprints.

And remember, we don't even have our equipment. What if somebody--

Babe, look, you're right.

And I'm scared, too.

But I believe in us, and I believe in our team.

We're more than time travel and superpowers and gadgets and manuals.

We are the Legends, and we can pull this off. I know we can.

And as soon as we can time travel again,

we'll go and fix all the changes that we made.

You can make a… You can make a list of timeline IOUs. You love lists,

and then we will cross them off, every single one.

Every single one?

Every single one.

Hmm?

[grunts] Fine.

All right. Crime spree it is. But just until we can time travel again.

I'd like to stay here with my mom for a bit.

Astra should stay too until she's fully recovered.

Okay, we'll just pick you guys up after we help invent time travel.

Guys?

Hoover's back.

Y'all are gonna get my mom arrested.

Gloria?

Do you have any rope?

Gloria Cruz? You've been withholding information.

It's the Midland Gang. They just left.

They forced us to cooperate. They said they were going to kill us.

[car starting]

Come on, babe, let's go!

-Hurry, Sara! -Yeah, I'm coming!

[Agent Sharpe] Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Come on, Nate! Come on! Come on, get on!

[shouting indistinctly]

[Nate] Whoo!

[exhales]

Should've peed before we left Gloria's.

Sorry.

-[gunshot] -Hit the floor, boys, this is a robbery.

-[men gasp] -Hmm?

Not our first rodeo.

Whoa! Sorry, little lady. Bank's closed.

Little lady? Who do you think you are?

Why are your teeth so pretty?

Fluoride. Now you heard me, go on, get. Get!

This is a robbery. I know robberies.

You're running crowd control.

You heard the lady. Get on the ground.

And you? I want you to go to the safe and get me 93 dollars and 65 cents.

Okay, okay.

-93 dollars-- -Yeah, I did the calculation, babe.

It's all we need to get to New York City. Small footprints. You promised.

Give me the money!

I actually have enough here in the till. No need to open the safe.

All right. Look, we weren't going to say anything till after the robbery, but…

Come here.

-We're the Midland Gang. -No way!

-Yeah. Shh! -I love the Midland Gang!

Huge fan!

[gunshot]

I said get all the way down on the ground, boys.

-Ava keeps shooting the ceiling. -She hates ceilings.

Two women?

There's no women in the Midland Gang.

You can steal money from a bank, fine.

But you don't steal somebody's gang name.

All right, look, we don't have a gang name, okay?

Oh, gotta have a gang name. It's patriotic.

Oh, oh! What about "The Legends of Tomorrow"?

-It's wordy. -It is.

Ooh! Ooh!

"The Bullet Blondes."

Well, it's not just Sara and Ava. We're in the gang too.

They're doing all the heavy lifting.

"Bullet Blondes."

Damn it, B, it is catchy.

-Hmm, the Bullet Blondes. -The Bullet Blondes.

The Bullet Blondes.

This robbery is the work of the Bullet Blondes.

The Bullet Blondes.

[Behrad] You've got to be kidding me.

Y'all are gonna put your heads down and count to 100

-and pretend you never saw us. Yeah. -[Sara] Yeah.

Wait. And go about your lives like none of this every happened.

Completing any historically significant events you might otherwise have done.

Let's go!

Make way for the Bullet Blondes.

The Bullet Blondes! [cheering]

Thank you all for your cooperation.

Sorry about the guns.

The Bullet Blondes! The Bullet Blondes!

The Bullet Blondes. I like it.

You were right, babe. That went off without a hitch.

I guess we're the Bullet Blondes now!

[cheering continues]

Come on, Gary, let's go!

Whoo, 93 dollars and 65 cents never felt so sweet!

I don't think that'll change history, but I'll write it down

in our to-do ledger just to be sure that it doesn't.

Hopefully, Hoover's on our scent, and he'd gonna follow us

away from Gloria's house.

Next stop, New York City.

-Whoo! -Uh, oh. Guys, something's up ahead.

[Sara] What, he already roadblocked us?

Damn, that Hoover works fast.

He's indefatigable.

It's over, Bullet Blondes.

Get out of the car and put your hands on the ground.

-Gun it. -What?

[Gary] Are you sure?

I bet he has a pretty good aim with that gun.

Good point. Nate, get behind the wheel in case he opens fire.

-Come on, Gary. Let's go. -Let's go, Gary.

[Gary grunts]

[Nate] Get your feet out of my face!

-All right. -Oh, God.

[engine revs]

-God! -All right, let's do it.

-Everyone else, get down. Get down! -Oh, man!

I said small footprints, Sara!

Don't worry about it, babe. We'll fix everything. I promise.

Whoo!

Yeah!

We made it!

[thumping]

Do you guys hear something?

Yeah.

-[gasps] It's a fat-- -What?

-It's a fat bubble. -What are you trying to say?

-Something about bubbles. -Indefatigable!

What?

[all scream]

[brakes screech]

Oh, my…

What did you do?

I don't know…

This is not happening. This is not happening.

Hoover can't die! Hoover… Hoover can't die!

[grunts]

-Oh, my God, thank God, he's alive! -[sighs of relief]

Indefatigable.

[hoarsely] I never miss twice.

-What? What did he say? -I don't know.

What did you say?

I said…

[wheezes]

I never miss twice.

[gasps]

[Nate] I killed J. Edgar Hoover.

I killed J. Edgar Hoover!

[Nate] I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to.

Hey, that… That was a…

-Sara, I'm sorry. -I know, I know.

He's, uh…

very important to the timeline.

The timeline? The timeline is ruined!

History is ruined and…

we don't even have Gideon to tell us how badly we've ruined it.

This is… I want to die. Good-bye.

I give up. Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye.

Good-bye.

-[Sara] Babe? -Did we break Ava?

-Hey, babe, you okay? -No!

Yeah, you're okay.

Look, I know I talked you into this plan and it has admittedly gone sideways,

but we are… We're pretty committed, okay? So we got to see this one through.

-I can't. -Yes, you can.

And then, when we get back to 2021, we are gonna go on a real honeymoon.

It'll be on the beach. We'll walk hand in hand.

We'll… We'll listen to one of your STABcast podcasts and watch the sunset.

-It'll be like-- -STABcast!

[gasps]

That's it.

There are no witnesses.

We're lucky.

We gotta hit the road fast.

But first…

we gotta get rid of the body.

-Ava? -Gary, that's your job.

Lose the glasses.

Aw!

You want me to eat one of the most important figures of the 20th century?

We gotta get to New York and we gotta get there fast.

We gotta find this Gwyn Davies without messing up the timeline anymore.

And the first thing to do, is to eat this body.

What has gotten into you?

I have been reading true crime stories my entire life. This is my time to shine.

Shut up and eat up, Gary.

You're in the Bullet Blondes now.

I'm a Bullet Blonde?

I swear I take no pleasure in this.

Beyond just the taste of human meat, which, as you know, I find…

quite delicious.

Do it, Gary.

Astra, you're up.

Yeah, thought I'd make myself useful.

That's very sweet.

You're capable of so much more than picking vegetables.

I have just recovered.

You have a terrible bedside manner.

Tell me, what did you do to hurt yourself so much?

I tried to perform a spell that I wasn't ready for,

and it nearly destroyed me.

God, my former mentor would be so disappointed if he were here right now,

saying I have to be willing to walk alone and risk it all if I want to succeed.

You know, my mother was a great healer.

She taught me everything that she knew.

But I was terrible at it.

It wasn't until I was able to cast off her training,

start fresh in a way that reflected who I am,

that I truly became a healer myself.

Yeah, but…

Walk alone, sacrifice yourself,

that's what magic is about.

Your mentor taught you how he did magic.

Yeah?

But you're not him.

RIP.

So, you're just going to bury the pieces of the Waverider?

Well, it ain't gonna bury itself.

I'm gonna miss the old girl.

Really?

Astra Logue getting sentimental.

Look,

I'm sorry I brought the cops to your mom's place.

I don't blame you for being pissed about it.

I get it. You were trying to help.

I wasn't just trying to help you, though.

I was trying to prove myself to replace John.

I just wanted to show everyone that I was worthy,

which I guess I'm not.

John?

We don't need another John.

We need you.

Astra, I…

I wasn't mad about the cops.

I mean, I wasn't happy about them, but I was upset that you almost died.

I like having you around.

You're like my best friend.

No one's ever said that to me.

But you're mine too.

Good.

And if anything goes wrong, we'll handle it.

I got your back.

You know, it's too bad.

I almost finished that spell.

You didn't finish it?

No, it was too much for me.

I bet John would've finished it.

[speaks other language]

That was the last word.

[repeats word in other language]

[in English] Sounds mysterious.

[Astra] Wish Gideon was here to make us a nice steak.

[Spooner] Steak? I wish Gideon was here to make us a drink.

[both] Mezcal.

Who the hell is that?

Ay dios mio!

[both] Gideon?

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