DC's Legends of Tomorrow

- I'm telling ya, I know what I saw.

There was a dinosaur creature

runnin' right through my backyard.

You don't say.

- And there were glowing lights coming from the treetops.

You don't say.

- And these giants orbs fell from the sky!

You don't say.

- Then, after I came out of hidin',

they'd all disappeared.

Something ain't right.

Well, that's that.

Yeah, I'm kind of nervous.

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

- Come on, babe, don't be paranoid.

Life, it's gonna start going our way.

all: Whoa!

What the hell?

What the hell happened?

- Did that look like another Waverider to you guys?

- Why is someone trying to kill us?

- There must be hundreds of reasons

why someone would want to kill us.

- Well, we're not gonna let 'em get away with it, are we?

I say we portal back in time

and on to 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 firefight 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.

It's out of juice.

- What? - Every time with those things.

- Wait, no time couriers, no Waverider...

we're stuck in 1925.

Everybody just calm down.

We just need a little time, and we'll think of a plan.

- Well, we definitely don't belong in this time period.

We need to avoid any unwanted attention from the locals.

- Afternoon, ma'am. Name's Pastor Hanson.

Is Gloria home?

- Yeah, she's not here right now.

- Oh. I just heard this, uh,

loud explosion over yonder,

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

- Flash him.

What? Oh!

- 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 strange around here.

Flash him.

- It's out of battery. I don't--

Say, are those claw marks?

- Yeah, I--I'll tell Gloria you stopped by.

Goodbye now.

Hoo! So much for laying low.

- So town's already buzzing with conspiracy theories

after the Zaguron invasion-- you guys, if we stay here,

it could get really bad. - It's gonna be okay.

- And now that we have no timeship,

we are just a bunch of weirdos with truly random superpowers.

- And John, the one person with a useful ability, is gone, so--

- 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 timeship 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? - T-they're indestructible

lockboxes filled with emergency supplies,

like a time courier or a mind flasher.

Breath mints, if we're lucky!

- You realize the blast could've 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 you holding up, Z?

If you want to 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 it for?

- All he said was, "You'll find out,"

with his trademark dramatic delivery.

In hindsight, I probably should've gotten

a little more clarification. - Probably.

- Whatever! I'm 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.

- 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 can get out of here, all right?

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

- Which is? - The Waverider.

both: Lists. - Rules. Don't--

- 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.

Hmm.

Adiuva nos invenire aliquid.

Hey, not bad.

I think someone moved it.

That's not good.

- Where did you find it, anyway?

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

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

- Oh! - 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 that he's even 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.

- And how are we supposed to do that?

If we don't have time travel or mind flashers?

Rule 44.

- Rule 44. - Yeah.

- I love Rule 44! - Yeah!

What's Rule 44?

- Uh, it's from our Time Bureau training.

The intent of Rule 44 is to create a diversion,

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.

- 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-- he's not listening.

We just have to make them think we're in a circus

to allay their suspicions.

Group makeovers. Yes, I love it.

I'm gonna reinvent each of you as performers.

Friends, you're in excellent hands.

- Well, 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.

All right, come on, Gary.

Those period costumes aren't gonna sew themselves.