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Previously on Timeless...

- I didn't know you were married.
- Jessica died.

It was my fault.

You're in love with
Lucy. Just admit it.

Maybe I do need to be
open to the possibilities.

-Possibilities for what?
-I don't know.

Jiya? Jiyal

Where'd you go?

Nicholas Keynes?

That's the soldier that they saved
and brought back to the present.

These plans, this manifesto...
Nicholas Keynes wrote it.

You were right about
time travel. It's possible.

We commissioned a time machine.
And now we've got work to do.

I've been reading these plans.

It's about key moments in
history to change the present.

Sleeper cells.

What if Rittenhouse already planted,
who knows how many, agents in history?

What if they're all
just biding their time?

Living regular lives,

just waiting to be activated?

Just know that you'll be fine.

Stick to the plan,

remember your training,

and make us proud, son.

Okay.

Faster, Atreyu!

We must win, or
my family will die!

Yeah! Giddy-up!

Cut!

Roman charioteers do not
say "giddy-up" to their horses.

Right. Sorry.

I just finished filming
a Western, so...

Let's try it again.

We're shutting you down, Bob.

What? We just started filming.

- And you're already over budget.
- You can't.

I can. It's a lousy
picture anyway.

Just like your last three.

Pulling your leads
for a television show.

-Television? -It's the future.

That's a nice-looking suit.

Dad!

Son.

Sorry. It's been a while.

Look at you. You look so young!

It's only been a couple of months
for me. Fifteen years for you.

Well, producer at RKO.

You've done well, son.

You've done very well.

- So, you're here.
- We found Nicholas Keynes.

Plucked him right
out of World War I.

- My God. What's he like?
- He's even more brilliant

than we could've hoped.
He's mapped it out.

He has plans for all of us,

and it's time for you

to play your part.

So, what can I do?

Jiyal What the hell?

Jiya, are you okay?
What happened?

You're saying this has
been going on for months?

Ever since her
trip in the Lifeboat.

And not one of you
thought to tell me about it?

Jiya made us promise not to.

What? Why?

I didn't want you to bench me.

You probably think that
I'm expendable, but I'm not...

Jiya, no one here is expendable.
Not to me. But you need a doctor.

What's the point? I mean,
unless you have someone

that specializes in
time-travel-related illnesses.

She's got you there.

You're not the least bit
concerned about this?

Re-entry issues.

Like an astronaut coming
back with space sickness.

I don't think there's
anything to worry about.

Seizures and hallucinations
are nothing to worry about?

I'm not so sure
they're hallucinations.

What are you talking
about? What are they?

What are you seeing?

I'm not sure, okay? I don't
know how to explain it.

This could be very serious.

Guys, please stop.

I appreciate the concern, I really
do, but I actually have work to do.

So, if you could
just lay off of me.

Saved by the proverbial bell.

Where is the Mothership now?

January 2nd, 1941.

Los Angeles.

Well, I don't know. Hitler is in power,
Europe's engulfed in World War II.

- What has that got to do with LA?
- L don't know.

But I know who might.

There. All finished.

You'll stay the night
for observations.

- Enjoy your luxury accommodations.
- Thanks, Doc.

I'll try and get
stabbed more often.

-Who did this to you?
-Who do you think?

Rittenhouse? In here?
That's highly unlikely.

You're probably right.
Even though we hadn't met,

I'm sure the inmate who
stabbed me at breakfast

with a spoon shank
had a very good reason.

Where is this guy?
We should talk to him.

Might be difficult. He's dead.

-How?
-I severed his carotid artery.

But it's so nice of you to
come and check on me though.

That's not why we're here.

Let me guess then.
Rittenhouse took another trip?

Yep. January 2nd,
1941, Los Angeles.

Do you have any ability
to do this on your own?

You wanna stop Rittenhouse
as much as we do.

Absolutely. Once
you get me out of here.

-No.
-Well, then you're on your own.

I can put in a request to get
you a more secure situation.

Maybe get you limited
Internet privileges.

I don't want a damn
Netflix subscription.

I want to get the
hell out of here!

Rittenhouse will
send someone else,

and then, someone else.

They won't stop until I'm dead.

I'll see what I can do.

- But I don't have the authority to...
- I can get you out of here.

Lucy. -If you tell us

what Rittenhouse is
doing in 1941, Los Angeles.

And why would I
trust you this time?

Because as much as you need us,

we need you more.

Do either of you have a pen?

I need to draw it for you.

So, is this how we do it now? We
just steal clothes wherever we go

like Winona Ryder
pre-Stranger Things?

I hate it when a
department store clerk

thinks I'm there to shoplift,
and he's actually right.

At least there's
no security tags.

- Not until the '60s anyways.
- You think Flynn is messing with us?

I think he gave us what he had.

No, he drew us a
damn Pictionary clue.

He said that he found this drawing
on a Rittenhouse agent, dated 1941.

So, Flynn says we
jump and now we jump?

Look, if he's playing us,
then we play him right back.

Let him rot in prison.

Well, I don't think
he's playing us.

Can I see some ID, please?

Why would Rittenhouse send
someone to a movie studio?

Who doesn't wanna be famous?

Fine.

Maybe Rittenhouse gave up
their plans for world domination

to pursue show business.

So, how are we supposed to find
whatever it is we're supposed to find

in a place this big?

Remember, we're looking
for the sleeper agent.

Someone hiding in plain sight.

Right, which could be
anybody, so stay alert.

-Okay. -See some ID?

Well, we already checked
in with the guy at the gate.

Yeah. -I am the guy at the gate.

Right. I meant the other
guy at the other gate.

Nice try. Come with me.

Do you know who I am?

I'm Langston Hughes.

- You're not on my list.
- Well, then someone's made a mistake.

I won an Oscar for
Way Down South.

-You did? -No, he didn't.

Well, I should
have. I was robbed.

- Who are you here to see?
- Who am I here to see?

The president of the studio.

-Barney Balaban.
-Barney Balaban.

And you're making us late.

We'll see about that. This way.

-Great. -This way.

Your way. Great, okay.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hughes, but I don't
have a meeting scheduled for you.

-That's what I thought. Wait.

I'm writing a comedy musical

based off of my book,
The Ways of White Folks.

These are the white folks.

Brilliant actors,
the both of them.

The next Bogie and Bacall.

-Bogie and who?
-Fairbanks and Pickford.

These guys are wasting
your time, ma'am.

Hello there. What is all this?

- That's Barney Balaban.
- I thought I had my afternoon free.

Mr. Balaban, I'm
Langston Hughes.

And I have never been treated
this poorly in my entire life.

I may just take my
film to MGM, or...

Some other studio.

Langston Hughes.

Real honor to meet you. Now,
let's talk about this new film of yours.

Langston Hughes, the father
of the Harlem Renaissance?

- Are you sure you can pull this off?
- Who knows what writers look like?

Hamilton? As a musical?

It will never work. What
else have you got for me?

Well, how about a thriller?

About a secret cabal
named Rittenhouse.

Who bends history
in their favor.

-Sound familiar? -At all?

Yes.

Very familiar. Too familiar.

Because secret cabal
conspiracy stories are overdone!

I want something new.
Something different,

but the same.

And that sells, but wins awards.

Barney, I can't do this picture. I
won't! Have you read the last rewrite?

The writing is more
tragic than Hamlet.

So, we'll get you a new writer.

Writers are literally
a dime a dozen.

I mean, we have
a great one here.

This is Langston Hughes,

and actors from
his newest musical.

- Logan and Preston.
- Right. Logan and Preston.

-I'm sure you all know...
-Hedy Lamarr.

You are even more
glamorous in person.

Thank you, dear, but
any girl can be glamorous.

All you have to do is
stand still and look stupid.

You are right. You are so right.

And you are so much
more than that. I am sorry.

Thank you.

So, I will see you at the
Beverly House this evening?

Sadly, yes. George
is forcing me.

Personally, I'd rather
have my teeth cleaned.

Excuse me a moment.

Hello?

Hold on.

What do you mean
RKO 281 was stolen?

I know we share a wall,

but I'm not closing the Paramount
gates because RKO lost a picture!

Excuse me, everyone,
little emergency.

It's a pleasure meeting you all.

Hedy, we'll speak more tonight.

RKO 281 was the code
name for Citizen Kane.

It was shrouded in secrecy.

Orson Welles was cutting
until the very last second.

And that's when you actually had
to cut the film and tape it together

piece by piece. So,
there's only one copy.

- Did it ever go missing?
- Not that I know of.

Until now.
-You think Rittenhouse

stole Citizen Kane?

- Who else could it be?
- Why would they want to?

- It is an amazing movie.
- Is it? Never saw it.

-You never saw it?
-You never saw it?

Sorry.

You know what? There was one
person that wanted to kill Citizen Kane.

William Randolph Hearst.

Owned dozens of newspapers,
over 20 million readers.

The movie's basically about him
and his mistress, Marion Davies.

So, you think he's got
something to do with it?

Maybe. I mean, Hearst was furious
at Welles for making the movie.

We can find out
at his party tonight.

Wait, you know
Hearst's party schedule?

Barney and Hedy said they
were going to Beverly House,

which is the nickname that they
gave Hearst's Beverly Hills mansion.

Okay, we're gonna
need some nicer clothes.

Come on.

Hedy Lamarr?

Isn't she famous for getting
naked in some movie in the "30s?

Stay there.

She was deemed “the most
beautiful woman in the world,"

but also a scientist.

Beautiful naked scientist?

Almost sounds made
up, by someone like me.

She patented frequency hopping
for radio-guided torpedoes,

and basically invented WiFi.

- How did I not know this?
- Most people don't.

She let the patent expire in
"59. The Navy used it in" 62.

It's a shame, too. She
never saw a penny from it.

-This way. Come on. -Okay.

Come on.

Make it quick, all right?

Now, it's really important
that we keep this hidden.

They're scouring
the lot, looking for it.

I'm proud of you, son.

Done everything
exactly as planned.

Thanks, Dad.

Once we're done here,
you're coming home.

You know, I got a
real good life here.

Great job, big house, a different
starlet every night of the week.

Maybe you could
stay here with me.

That's a fine idea.

But we have more work to do.

Worth a try.

I have a doctor
coming to see you.

He knows about the
seizures, not the time travel.

I don't like doctors.

Who does? But you need one.

Surely she can decide for
herself if she wants to see a doctor.

I don't recall asking
for your opinion on this.

No!

My dad had back pain.

So, we took him to the
doctor's and he was diagnosed

with pancreatic cancer.

Two months later, he was gone.

Everything was
really good until then.

Look, if there's something wrong
with me, I don't wanna know.

I just want to get
on with my life.

Jiya.

Whatever the doctor says
is causing these seizures,

we will deal with it
and make you better.

Okay?

I promise.

Okay, so, what's the plan?

Walk in, thank the host for having us,
and then ask if he stole Citizen Kane?

And if Rittenhouse
helped him out?

For all we know
Hearst is Rittenhouse.

They have more security in
Hollywood than Nazi Germany.

And just as many black people.

Shall we?

Langston, darling!

How lovely to see you again.

Hi, Hedy.

Come with me.

I'm dying to speak to
you about your poetry.

Please, Langston, darling.

Just one or two verses of
your latest book of poems.

I'm more writer than performer.

Hollywood has
no culture. Please.

You must.

All right. If I must.

Here's my latest.

"Now this is a
story all about how

"my life got flipped

"Turned upside down
I'd like to take a minute

"Just sit right there I'll tell
you how I became the prince

"of a town called Bel-Air"

Well, that was truly

awful.

I was thinking you don't
resemble the photo from your book.

Now I know why. You're
not Langston Hughes.

So, who are you really?

That's Hearst.

Hey, guys, guess what? Hedy
knows I'm not Langston Hughes.

He told me what
you're doing here.

He did?

How Hearst stole Citizen Kane,
and we're here to get it back.

-He did. Yeah.

You're all friends with Orson?

Yep. He sent us here, actually.

He can't really come
here himself, can he?

We just couldn't
let Hearst do this.

I mean, Citizen Kane is
just such an amazing film.

- You've seen Citizen Kane?
- Yeah, it's amazing.

Private screening.
Spoiler alert,

Rosebud's a sled.

What's a "spoiler"?

He screened it for me also.

True work of a genius.

How can I help?

Well, if you can
introduce us to Hearst,

that would be helpful.

I'd be happy to.

But it seems he's
leaving the party.

- Who is that with him?
- Lucas Calhoun. Producer at RKO.

He's all hands. A real louse.

But he makes good pictures.

He's putting one together
right now about dinosaurs.

Sounds brilliant. He
calls it Jurassic Park.

He really is ahead of his time.

We need to hear what
they're saying. Come on.

-Okay. -Hedy, Langston!

And the next
Fairbanks and Pickford.

-Logan and Preston.
-Logan and Preston!

-Who here wants a song? Yeah!

No! No, no.

I thought you two said
you were in a musical.

Follow me. The best
piano player in town is here.

Name's Buster.

You told me you could sing.
You used to be in a band.

But I haven't sung
since my car accident.

Yes, you can. I
know you can do this.

No, I can't. You have to go
up there with me. We're a duo!

I cannot sing. I'll blow our
cover if sing. I promise...

Excuse me, everyone.
I'd like to introduce

a talented new duo,
Logan and Preston.

-Come on up! A song. -Come on.

-Go ahead. Go. -Okay.

-Just one. Please? -Just one.

-For me. -For you.

Okay.

So many people.

What are we doing?

-Do you know You Made Me Love You?
-l do.

-Good. Yeah.

-In G? -Sure.

Okay.

Nope. Missed it.

Yep, yep.

You made me love you

I didn't wanna do it

I didn't wanna do it

You made me love you

And all the time you knew it

I guess you always knew it

You made me happy
sometimes You made me

Glad.

Glad

And there were times, dear

You made me feel

So bad

Hit it, Buster.

You made me sigh for

1 didn't wanna tell you
1 didn't wanna tell you

I want some love
that's true Yes, I do

Indeed I do You know I do

Give me, give me,
give me, give me

What I'd cry for

You know you've got
The brand of kisses

That I'd die for You
know you made me love

You know you made me love

You know you made me

Love

You

-Where are they?
-They're in the next room.

That's Hearst's
office right there.

The walls are too thick.
Can I use your glass?

This should amplify the
sound coming through the wall.

I'm familiar with
acoustic coupling.

Right. Of course you are.

Damn it. It's still
not clear enough.

I know another way.

But we'll need
some cellulose tape.

- You mean like Scotch tape?
- It doesn't matter which brand.

Right.

First, you need
a hole in the wall.

Then, you cover the
hole with a thin membrane.

Equalizing the pressure on both
sides, funneling the sound through.

And now you can
hear them speaking.

Better with the glass.

If didn't already have a girlfriend,
I'd say you were the perfect woman.

But I do, so I won't.

- Where's the rest of it?
- It's in a safe place.

It's all yours, all six reels,

once you agree to our terms.

Well?
-A weekly column in all your papers.

-What kind of column? ~The
kind that we write and you publish.

No questions asked.

That's all? Just one column?

Small price to pay.

Trust me. You don't
want that film getting out.

Rosebud ring a bell?

You have yourself a deal.

So, he gives Hearst the movie. In
return, Hearst gives him a column.

-I don't get it.
-Hearst's papers

were hugely influential.

He helped start the Spanish-American
War through his use of yellow journalism.

Fake news, but,
like, actual fake news.

If Rittenhouse can print their
own propaganda in Hearst's papers,

they can basically rewrite
history as it happens.

Whoever controls
information, controls everything.

They make the exchange at 10:00
a.m. tomorrow morning, on Stage 14.

Not if we can stop it.

-Couldn't get a taxi? -Hi, Hedy.

It's just such a lovely
night. We decided to walk.

Nobody walks in LA. Get in.

- Where are you staying?
- We're between hotels.

Where's Jiya?

Still in with the doctor,
hearing the bad news,

thanks to you.

Well, that was optimistic.

I'm being realistic.

And had you spoken to me
before insisting Jiya see a doctor,

I might have saved
you that argument,

and given you the
prognosis myself.

What are you talking about?

When we first began
testing the Lifeboat,

we had two pilots come
back with the same symptoms.

There are rules for a reason.

I told them, I warned them.

The Lifeboat isn't equipped
for more than three people.

What happened to
the other two pilots?

Well, we did test after test,

and none of it mattered.

Mason, what happened to them?

One of them is being treated
for severe schizophrenia.

The other died of
a brain aneurysm.

Does Rufus know about this?

Have you met Rufus? No.

Do you think he
would've let Jiya

risk her life like that
if he'd known? No.

So, you kept it from
him? From all of us?

Why don't you have me arrested?

No good can come
from her knowing, Denise.

There's no medicine to fix this.

There's nothing
any of us can do.

Just, thank you so much
for letting us stay with you.

Any friends of Orson's
are friends of mine.

George, darling, would
you make us some drinks?

Coming right up.

What do you plan to do
about Orson's picture?

Well, we plan
on killing the deal.

Hey, how'd you know all that about
the tape and the hole in the wall?

I have an inventive mind.

She has an entire room
devoted to her inventions.

You knew what I was talking
about, though, with the sound waves.

Not to brag, but I consider
myself something of a scientist.

Would you like to see what
George and I have been working on?

She says that as if you
actually have a choice.

This way.

You two lovebirds
make yourself at home.

Did you know torpedoes
are radio-guided?

We found a way to
change the signal,

making it harder for
enemies to detect or jam.

Lovebirds.

Cheers.

Cheers.

So, how long have George
and Hedy been together?

They're not. Just friends.

George is Hedy's inventing partner,
and he is a talented composer.

You know, their idea
for frequency hopping

came from George's
knowledge of player pianos.

You know, he doesn't really look
at her like an inventing partner.

George has a huge crush on her.

As most men do,

but George was married
when they met, so...

Bad timing.

Of course, Hedy is into
taller men, and George is,

shall we say,
"vertically challenged"?

-Ouch. Yeah.

-Poor guy never had a shot.
-Nope.

-Thank you. Yep.

Well, you know,

some men find a beautiful
woman with brains intimidating.

- Well, Hedy just wants to be respected.
- L wasn't talking about Hedy.

You find me intimidating?

No, I'm sorry. I
didn't mean you.

I'm sorry.

Okay.

-Come on. “What?

I just mean that
you're not hideous.

-Not hideous. -Oh, God.

-Come on. -Just keep it coming.

You know you're
beautiful, all right?

What?

I don't really think
of myself that way.

I've always seen
myself as more of a nerd.

-I doubt that. -No, I'm serious.

I skipped my prom to attend a
speech and debate tournament.

I regret nothing.

-That's pretty nerdy.
-I know! I'm aware.

I bet in high school
you were popular.

You had all the girls
lined up around the block.

"Hey, ladies."

Actually, I got caught drinking on
campus and barred from the prom.

I was kind of lost back then.

You saved my life, you know.

Which time? The Alamo?
Watergate? I'm losing count.

Oh, my God. That
is not what I meant.

You know why I
took this assignment?

Because it was dangerous.

After Jessica
died, I just sort of...

I sort of stopped caring,

you know.

But not anymore.

When I was with my mother

and I thought you were dead...

I felt the same way.

Now?

-Good morning. -Good morning.

How was last night?

-Okay? -It was great.

No, I mean... Yeah.

Technically, we're co-workers.

Is this an HR issue?

We don't really have to
announce it to everyone.

We could just let it be our
little secret till we're ready...

To tell them.

Yeah.

I was looking for both of you.

Well, here you are.

And this is me leaving, so...

Busted.

Nah. He'll be cool.

Yeah.

What did the doctor say?

He said

I'm fine.

There's absolutely
nothing wrong with me.

But what about these seizures?

He brought in a portable
MRI to scan my brain.

No sign of stroke, clots,
tumor, lesions of any kind.

The weirdest part is, I've had
a heart murmur my entire life.

Kept me from running
track. But, as of today,

it's gone.

What do you mean it's gone?

Somehow, my heart
murmur was cured.

What about the visions?

They're still happening.

But my brain is fine,
and my heart is fixed.

Like, I'm good as new.

What the hell happened
to me on that Lifeboat?

-So, how was your night? -Rufus.

Don't worry, I'm not gonna
tell anyone. Maybe Jiya.

Not Connor or Agent Christopher.

-Definitely Jiya.
-Can you be cool?

- So, is this happening? Is it happening?
- Be cool.

-Totally cool.
-Guys, guys, guys.

-Sorry I'm late.
-You stole a new one?

Well, it's my
favorite time period.

There he is.

All right. Let's go.

Is that everything?

It's all six reels, everything.

It's probably one
of Hearst's guys.

Hey! You can't be in
here. This is a closed set.

Hey! The film!

-He's losing a
lot of blood. Wait.

-Stay here. -Be careful.

I spent 15 years
building to this moment.

Fifteen damn years!

What do we do?

Wait, wait, wait.
Where are you going?

We can't be here
to answer for this.

Come on.

Where is Lucy?

Traveling.

I don't see any release
papers for me to sign.

- You know it's not that simple.
- I knew you wouldn't honor the deal.

You're classified as a terrorist,
plus you just killed someone.

Can't exactly call in a favor to
get you out early for good behavior.

You might as well
kill me yourself.

Don't tempt me.

As much as it
pains me to admit it,

we need your intel on these
sleeper agents to stop Rittenhouse.

What's this?

If you ask me, a very bad idea.

Hey.

I know you'll make
sure he gets these.

You're not really friends
with Orson, are you?

No, but I am a
huge fan of his work.

Aren't we all?

Where shall I say
I got them from?

You're pretty much a genius.
I'm sure you'll figure it out.

One more thing.

Your patent for
frequency hopping...

Yes, we plan to
apply for it soon.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure the
Navy won't use it until 1962,

if I had to take a guess.

So, whatever you do, do
not let that patent expire.

You sure no one is up there?

Pretty sure. Prison
was just built.

- I don't think anybody is in it yet.
- We got a long drive.

And no radio.

Maybe you could sing us a song.

That was terrifying.

You looked like you were
having a pretty good time up there.

-l did? Yeah.

It was...

It was nice to see you happy.

-Really? Yeah.

Hey!

How did it go?

Citizen Kane is in good hands.

Also, I still gotta agree
with Agent Christopher.

- This is a terrible idea.
- My thoughts exactly.

Either of you have a better idea?
No? Didn't think so. Let's do this.

This is the one.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight, nine.

This is it.

Right there?

Rufus?

-How are you feeling? -Fine.

Really. I saw a doctor.

I've literally never
been healthier.

How did it go?

We stopped them.

And dropped off the package.

I know.

To think I escaped
prison for this.

Just keep him on a leash.

Hey.

Hey.

I know, I know.

Just seeing Flynn here with us.

-I don't like it.
-I don't like it either.

But he's on our side
now, and he can help us.

Yeah, he can, but will he?

I mean, he's got what
he wants, so now what?

Now, can we just forget
about Flynn for, like, a minute?

Because we have each other.

Don't we?

Yes.

I mean, the other
night, it was...

- Pretty amazing.
- That's what I thought, too.

-You agree? -l do.

-So? -So?

- What do we do now?
- Well, we're already living together.

-So, it's a pretty
big step. Yeah.

Got it. Nowhere to go but down.

That's right.

What?

-I'll be right back. -Okay.

-Wait, Wyatt... Lucy.

Check this out.

What?

So, I told Hedy to renew her
patent, which she did in 1955.

So that when the Navy uses it
in the 1962 blockade of Cuba,

Hedy and George still own it.

-Glad they got the credit. Yeah.

And about $30
billion to go with it.

-Thirty billion? -Billion.

She quit acting,
started a tech company.

According to Wikipedia, Bill Gates
ain't got nothing on Hedy Lamarr.

-What's that? -Someone broke in.

- Did Rittenhouse track Flynn here?
- Either that, or he double-crossed us.

-Where are your guns?
-You wish. Follow me.

What?

Nobody broke in.

They broke out.

Wyatt?

Jessica?

Oh, my God.

You're actually here.

You're actually here.