DC's Legends of Tomorrow

In 2166, an immortal tyrant named Vandal Savage

conquered the world and murdered my wife and child.

I have assembled an elite team to hunt him throughout time

and stop his rise to power.

Unfortunately, my plan is opposed

by the body I'd sworn my allegiance to:

the Time Masters.

In the future, my friends may not be heroes,

but if we succeed,

they will be remembered as legends.

Previously on "Legends of Tomorrow"...

We're in the Temporal Zone. I don't understand.

No one should be able to...

A scan of the vessel suggests that it is

the bounty hunter, Kronos.

- Argh! - A crash landing...

in both place and time.

Gideon, camouflage the ship.

This doesn't look like the type of place

we want to linger out in the open.

That looks a lot like a Palmer Tech building,

but why does it have a Smoak logo on it?

Wait, this is Star City.

I thought you said the timeline was safe.

Yes, Star City was intact in 2016.

This... this is 2046.

Don't move!

Thank God.

I said don't move.

It's me.

It's Sara.

Hey, Oliver, look.

I know it's been a long time.

But don't you remember that Rip Hunter

recruited us to become legends?

I never heard of any Legends.

Get back!

This guy a friend of yours? I don't like him.

What are you doing?

It's called shooting back.

Can't be the Green Arrow.

That's not Oliver Queen.

Sure dresses like him.

Shoots arrows like him.

Well, whoever he is, I don't plan on sticking around

to get shish kebabbed by this dude.

Kid's right.

Let's stay behind and kill him.

We need you in charge of the ship.

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All right, Rip. Tell us the truth.

You've all seen how the timeline is malleable...

in flux until it is set.

Well, this future is not set.

Remember when I told you it was dangerous

for any of you to know too much about your own futures?

Well, the events that you dread could very well come to be

due to your actions to prevent them.

You know what I think? I think you think too much.

Believe me when I tell you that the best thing

for yourselves and for this mission

is to make the repairs to the Waverider here in 2046

then head back to your own time

and make sure that none of this ever comes to be.

Looks like the whole propulsion system's jacked.

How do you even know what we're looking at here?

Doesn't matter if it takes you down the road or through time.

An engine's still an engine.

How long will it take you to make repairs?

I'm not too sure, but it would go a lot faster

if I had some help.

Maybe Kendra could lend me a hand?

Enlist whoever is free to help,

I have this to contend with.

This is the Neuromorphic Interface

for Gideon's logic and navigation matrix.

Without it, Gideon cannot function.

Well, that explains how we got stranded here in the future.

Palmer Tech was working on

a self-learning, Neuromorphic Cortex.

They surely would have gone to prototype by 2046.

We are going to need that prototype.

Ah, Palmer Tech is now Smoak Technologies,

but, uh, I'm sure I can still get us in.

As I said, we must keep you and Ms. Lance

separate from your future homes.

In any case, there's a reason

why I recruited individuals

adept at misappropriating others' property.

It's not money. It's not jewels.

It's not a valuable artifact.

You're just lucky I'll steal anything right about now.

- As I suspected. - We'll get your gizmo.

You just get this bucket flying again.

- I'm coming with. - No, no you are not.

You're too emotionally connected to the city.

- We've been over this. - I'm over you.

You got us on a mission

to change the timeline for yourself.

And you won't even let us look at our futures?

Now, I know this city better than anyone else,

and you're gonna need me out there.

So, either I'm coming with,

or we can find out if the Time Masters

are as good at teaching people to fight

as the League of Assassins.

So the rest of the team's on a field trip to Palmer Tech,

now Smoak Technologies.

Palmer Tech sounds better, right?

Be honest.

Honestly, they sound about the same.

Even assuming our compatriots return

with a Neuromorphic prototype,

we'll still need to prepare Gideon for the new device.

And the engines could definitely use some loving.

Actually, I could use an extra pair of hands.

Well, Raymond, why don't you and Ms. Saunders

continue repairing Gideon,

and I'll assist Jefferson with the engines?

This is just a potential future.

It doesn't matter if we kill anyone here, right?

Well, to avoid the risk of a paradox,

it's probably best to refrain from killing anyone.

I'm not gonna promise anything.

My sister's apartment used to be over here.

I seem to remember something

about your father being a police captain.

- Your point? - Did one hell of a job.

My father and everyone else

would never have let this happen...

unless they were all dead.

You really are pretty good at this.

Yeah, I was a shipyard welder in 1944.

No way. A real life Rosie the Riveter?

Is there anything you can't manage

to put a positive spin on?

Uh, no, I got it: the DMV.

So you do have a dark side.

You making fun of me?

Little bit.

Doesn't mean I don't find your unwavering optimism...

enjoyable.

I find watching you weld enjoyable.

Dr. Palmer, in case you weren't aware,

you are on an open channel,

and we can hear everything you're saying.

Is it too much to ask for some

professionalism around here, and...

why am I getting so upset?

One moment, please.

I'm not upset. You're upset.

No, I'm not.

My elevated blood pressure confirms that you are.

I'm just...

I'm just getting annoyed that those two

are talking instead of working.

I mean...

- You like her. - Dude, you're being crazy.

You do remember that we share

a psychic connection.

I can sense what you're feeling.

If that were true, then you would shut up.

Hey, it's no day at the beach for me, either.

Believe me.

Well, it doesn't matter,

'cause I don't stand a chance with her anyway.

Now, why would you say that?

Because right now, my competition

is a billionaire genius who built his own super-suit

and some other dude she's known for 4,000 years

who she is destined to be with.

If I may offer one word of advice...

I really wish you wouldn't.

That word would be "confidence."

You met my younger self.

I was quite the ladies' man.

Put yourself out there.

Good things will happen.

Palmer Tech's just two blocks up this way.

Or at least it used to be.

Take cover in there!

It's like World War III out there.

It's beautiful.

We need to find another route.

Argh!

Ms. Lance, don't. Sara!

Damn it!

You two... don't move. We'll be right back.

Right.

We're not gonna sit here, right?

Imagine all the looting we can do in this chaos.

Why don't we stretch our legs at that bank we passed

three blocks back?

Drop your weapons, and hand over your wallets.

Wait, are you actually trying to mug us?

What is this, amateur hour?

If you don't do what my man says,

we're gonna crush you into the pavement

like a couple of ants.

Really?