De eerste 200 regels.
My name is Barry Allen, and I am the fastest man alive.
When I was a child,
I saw my mother killed by something impossible.
Run, Barry, run!
My father went to prison for her murder.
Then an accident made me the impossible.
To the outside world, I'm an ordinary forensic scientist,
but secretly, I use my speed to fight crime
and find others like me.
And one day, I'll find who killed my mother...
Mom!
And get justice for my father.
I am The Flash.
Previously on The Flash...
Last night, on my way to the morgue,
I saw something.
Taxi! Oh, come on! I'm gonna be late!
Simon Stagg, remember him?
Hasn't been seen in, like, six months.
You're saying Wells knows where Stagg is.
No, I'm saying Wells killed him.
I have evidence in a secure digital file
that will explain everything.
There is a tsunami heading for the city.
You need to get as far away from here as possible.
I have not been able to stop thinking about you.
Go!
Taxi! Taxi!
Oh, come on! I'm gonna be late!
Oh, boy.
Hey, what's going on?
Dude? - Yeah, Cisco.
I'm...here...
What happened? Why'd you stop?
I just got a little disoriented.
Well, you need to make up some time, man.
You better hurry up.
Hurry? What are you--
Hurry, as in get to the morgue.
The morgue? I was there.
Yesterday.
What are you talking about?
Come on, you gotta go.
Hey, Bar. What's with all the water?
Did the sprinkler system go off or something?
What? No, I checked the sprinklers.
They're all intact.
But the water has ice in it.
And the bruises on the coroner
aren't just on his face.
Check, look at his torso.
How the hell did you know that?
He was killed by hail.
We have to listen to the recording.
Recording?
Joe, we got something.
The coroner's office just installed
an automated dictation system.
Listen to this.
Please...no more...
I'll stop when you tell me...
Just stop!
Who killed him?
It's Mark Mardon.
He wants revenge.
And I really don't wanna go.
He's your brother, Cisco.
Not by choice.
Okay, well, how bad can a birthday party be?
My folks think Dante's stink don't stink.
Doesn't matter how much he screws up,
or how many times he gets into trouble.
In their eyes, he can do no wrong.
And yet, they never fail to remind me
that I can do no right.
What if I came with you?
What? Seriously?
Absolutely. You've done so much for me.
Let me be there for you for a change.
And I could look at old family photo albums
and see what little Cisco looks like without long hair.
I'm rescinding your invite.
Clyde Mardon has a brother?
So, both Mardon brothers survived the plane crash
and then the dark matter released
by the Particle Accelerator explosion
affects them both in--
Virtually the same way.
That's right.
Only Mark's not like Clyde at all.
He can do things that
you couldn't even imagine.
You mean he's sort of like a...
Weather wizard?
Yeah.
Trigeminal headache?
Mr. Allen.
A word please.
Yeah.
You ruptured the time continuum, didn't you?
You're experiencing temporal reversion.
Yeah! - How long?
A day and some change.
It's like I'm living it all over again.
Yeah, well that's good.
That means there's not too much you could've messed up yet.
How did this happen?
I--I don't know.
I mean,I was running faster than I've ever ran,
and the first time that I lived this day
some really horrible things happened.
There was a tidal wave and...
No. Do not tell me.
I do not want to know anything about the future you experienced.
Nothing!
Okay, but Dr. Wells, I--
Barry.
Time...
is an extremely fragile construct.
Any deviation, no matter how small,
could result in a cataclysm.
Now here's what you're going to do.
Everything you did before.
Every word you uttered,
every step you took,
you're going to do again.
And you're not going to tell anyone this happened.
Good day, Dr. Wells.
Time will tell, Gideon.
Show me the future.
As you wish.
The future remains intact, Dr. Wells.
If anything changes,
alert me immediately.
Of course, Doctor.
What's going on with you?
How'd you figure all that stuff out at the morgue?
Lucky guesses, I guess.
Look, I'm telling you,
I'm gonna get Mardon if it kills me.
Joe, um...
I gotta run an errand.
I'll see you later. All right?
I didn't know there was anyone else like me.
I'm gonna break out of here!
I'm gonna create a tidal wave
that destroys your entire city!
So, I still don't understand.
How did you find him?
I just had a hunch.
That's gotta be some kind of record.
Yeah.
Well, there goes my excuse
for bailing on my brother's birthday.
Do you have any idea what you've just done?
Yeah, I do.
I just saved a lot of lives.
I warned you not to mess with the timeline.
Dr. Wells, if you would just let me
tell you what was gonna happen,
you'd understand why I did this.
Whatever tragedy you think you've just averted,
time will find a way to replace it
and trust me, Barry,
the next one could be much worse.
Don Santini, they're here.
Move it.
Oh, love the paneling. Mahogany?
So glad your house is made out of wood.
It's gonna be a pleasure watching it burn.
Refreshing!
What are you doing back in Central City, Snart?
This is my city.
Our city.
I told you if I ever saw you again
I'd put the hurt on you.
You stir up trouble. Trouble is bad for business.
It's time for you and your family to pack up.
Leave town. Retire to warmer climates.
Finito.
And if we don't?
You will all freeze.
Or burn.
I heard about your guns.
I also heard that you lost them.
So, tell me, Snart.
What the hell are you and your pyro friend
gonna do without your fancy weapons?
This.
Now that was fun!
Fun. Fun. Fun.
Go.
Tell the rest of the Santini family
there's a new Godfather.
And his name is Cold.
Your parents really went all out with the cake.
Oh, well...it is Dante's birthday.
The most important day of the year.
Mi hijo was invited to play Carnegie Hall
when he was just 13 years old.
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