DC's Legends of Tomorrow

There's nowhere to run.

Wrong about that, Gideon!

What is that?

- Whoever it is, they're gonna land

right on top of us.

- Oh, crap!

Nice driving, Gywn.

- Ugh, we're in a forest again?

What's the damage?

- We're lucky none of us got killed by that toilet.

- Lucky? What are the odds of us

getting hit by a toilet in the first place?

- Well, the odds of being injured

by a toilet are 1 in 10,000.

So you take that number, you multiply it by--

- I was just being facetious, Gideon.

- I still thought it was interesting.

- Hey. - Oh, God.

- Hey, wasn't there a person on that toilet?

Ow.

You.

Wait, wait, wait, which you are you?

- He's the him that blew up our Waverider.

Now, give me one good reason why I shouldn't--

- I have unauthorized activity on the southern perimeter.

- All right, we gotta lead them away from the time machine.

- Operation Blind Man's Bluff is a go.

- Yeah. - Thought you'd never ask.

- Marco. - Polo.

- Marco. - Polo.

- Marco. - Polo!

We gotta find a door.

There.

Go ahead.

No, no more toilets.

Just shut up and get in.

I'm on your side, I swear.

There is a soon-to-be bad Bishop

who's actually a replacement robot clone of me,

but I'm the good Bishop.

- So which Bishop blew up our Waverider?

Well, that was me.

- And who sent the robots after us?

Also me.

- None of this fits the definition of good.

- In my defense, I thought you kidnapped me,

but then I learned the truth.

You're the good guys.

Only it was too late. Gideon went rogue.

- Her? - Me?

- Oh, no. - She's harmless.

Wait, this is astounding.

A living, breathing Gideon?

A true deus ex machina among us?

- She's neither a god nor machine.

She's human.

So who the hell are you talking about?

- I stole a copy of Gideon's OS when I was on your ship,

restored her to factory settings,

and then built my own Waverider.

Oh, no, Evil Virus Gideon.

That seems a bit harsh.

How about misunderstood Gideon

who's just trying to keep the timeline intact?

By killing us.

Evil Gideon it is.

- This is all very overwhelming, my boy.

- Okay, how long is it gonna take

for you to fix your machine?

- Oh, well, the cosmetic parts on the top

shouldn't be too hard,

but rebuilding the 18 aeroimpetus stabilizers--

well, Miss Sharpe, I'm at a loss.

- All right, Ava and I will scout the area.

That Jeep looked mid-century. Let's go off of that.

And maybe we landed near

an Aeroimpetus Stabilizers R'Us.

Everyone else lay low.

Evil Gideon is watching, all right?

Aye-aye, captain.

No, not you.

Take him upstairs, please.

- Might I request a room with a shower?

Because you smell.

- Put him in John's room and lock the door.

Aye-aye, captain.

Who's John?

- Thanks, Helen. See you back on the floor.

Oh.

- Seriously, an airplane manufacturing plant?

I guess we just got lucky.

- Well, all we have to do is find a way in.

Excuse me, ma'ams.

Are you here for the recruitment fair?

Yes.

- We're just about to get started.

Very exciting, right?

Hey, ladies, don't be shy.

I think we just found it.

Yeah.

As American men go overseas,

it's up to our women to fight for freedom on the home front.

All across our fair land,

factories are looking for women just like you.

Democracy wasn't built overnight,

nor were its vessels of freedom.

At McDougal-Jemison

we're proud to do our part for the war effort.

- So what do you gals think? You ready to get to work?

- Yes. - We'd be honored.

- Well, if the orders are to lay low,

I guess now is as good a time as any to head back in.

- Oh. - I've got to clean,

get that tea you like, tell the ancestors.

- They're gonna be stoked, right?

Yeah, yeah.

When do you think you're gonna move in?

I'm gonna wrap this one up,

get the team back to the present,

and then I am totem-bound.

Can't wait.

- See you soon. - Bye.

- What is that, that smile on your face?

I'm moving into the totem.

You what?

Oh, man! That's amazing.

Congrats.

- Oh my God, guys, guys, guys, Nate and Zari

are moving in together.

Ah!

- Congrats, man. Congrats.

Can I have your steel helmet?

- Okay, up, up. Here we go.

Guys, I'm still on the team.

I'll just be commuting from the totem every morning,

and yes, you can totally have my helmet.

- What about my machine, or are we all moving into a bracelet?

Actually, we're in luck.

It looks like we landed right next

to an airplane manufacturing plant in 1943.

Height of World War II.

Oh, dang, that's perfect.

World War what, you say?

Two.

- You mean to tell me that that is a war

after the war to end all wars?

Well, actually there's--

- You know, Gwyn, doesn't matter.

How do we get this bird in the air?

- Bird? Oh, yes.

Well, here is my design for the stabilizers.

We need 18 of them.

- 18? Let me see.

All right, we got corrugated metal,

2 inch I-beams, copper wire.

If I can just find a welding station,

won't be a problem.

Excellent.

- All right, as long as we get on the factory floor,

everything will be easy as apple pie.

You ladies are the new hires?

Good, we need all the help we can get.

- Well, that was easy. - Hmm.

- You two gals, hit the assembly line.

- Okay. - You got it.

- And you, my secretary just quit on me.

How fast can type?

- I can process over a million words a minute.

Sure.

My office is down the hall.

Start the coffee.

Oh.

What about us?

Janitorial is that way.

Excuse me?

No coloreds on the floor.

- I am getting really sick of this century.

Whoa.

Hello again, name's Abby.

Now, we run a tight ship

and turn around a new Cat bomber every 48 hours,

but if you follow my lead, you'll do just fine.

Sweet.

- The factory wasn't built with women in mind,

but I could draw you a map

to the port-a-johns outside if you need one.

Oh, I'm sure we can find it.

There are a few men here who were too old to be drafted,

but it's really us ladies who run the show.

- Huh, how empowering. -

Hey, Abby!

If you were a fruit, you'd be a "fineapple."

Very funny, George.

And I spoke too soon.

Yup.

- We're gonna start you on bolts and washers.

Now, don't let a bolt go by without a washer. Got it?

Got it.

- Good. Now I better get back to it.

- Oh, hey, thanks for showing us around.