All language subtitles for TIMELESS - S01 E07 - Stranded (720p AMZN WebRip)

You just had to build a
fire, didn't you?

How was I supposed to
know they'd see it?

You do know fire makes
light, right?

I think that's
Lieutenant Louis Coulon.

He's the only man George
Washington has ever surrendered to.

No. No history.
Not right now. He... But...

Hey.

Careful with that.

He doesn't speak English.
I don't care.

Okay, okay.

Obviously,
this situation is not ideal.

Not ideal is having French
fries without ketchup.

This has been three days of
trudging through the mud,

bitten by bugs I can't identify,

eating meat I don't
wanna identify.

Three days of
listening to you whine.

Hey, come on.

I don't like it either.

But Flynn is still out here somewhere
and if we're gonna find him,

we're gonna have to work
together, okay?

Work together? Really?
'Cause Rufus is over there...

Hey.

Recording us for Rittenhouse.

Yeah, we're really working
together, aren't we?

How do you say "I had sex
with your mother" in French?

You don't. Unless you're trying
to get us killed right now.

I'm trying to do my job.

Hey, Pierre.

Tres bien, you son of a bitch.

Oh, hey, I forgot.
Hand me that recorder.

There, now we can say
whatever the hell we want.

Wha...

What am I supposed
to say to Mason?

Tell him you lost it.

And you think he's
just gonna buy that?

I don't know.

And we still haven't even
figured out why Flynn's here?

I don't know, it's hard to say.

Basically,
the French and Indian War

was the French,
with their Indian allies,

fighting the British.

A 22-year-old George Washington
was fighting for England.

So, this is about young
George Washington?

Or maybe Flynn wants to
change the outcome of the war?

So what, we become the
United States of France?

Lots of attitude,
no one picks up their dog poop?

Hey.

What, you write a book
on France or something?

Whatever Flynn was gonna do,
he's probably already done it.

That's comforting.

Place them all around.

Hey, I need more over here.

It's Flynn's guys.

Is that... C-4.

Okay, stand clear.

No!

Rufus! Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

That was our ride.

The Mothership's our last chance

to get back to the 21st century.

Wyatt, get down.

If you don't let go,
you are going to die.

We're trapped here.

Jacques, Jacques.

No, no.

So, you think Flynn's plan
wasn't to change history?

It was to trap us here? In 1754?

That'd be my guess.
While we were out looking for him,

his guys were looking
for the Lifeboat.

It'd be smart. I can't imagine
a worse place to strand us.

Three hundred miles
from anywhere,

in an era full of
hostile forces.

And, you know, smallpox.

Amazing.

Come on. You have to
talk to me at some point.

What do you call this?

Look, I will say it again,
and I will keep saying it,

I'm sorry for not telling
you about the journal.

What about your little deal
with Agent Christopher?

When were you going
to tell me about that?

Yeah, Christopher told me.
So I kill Flynn,

she helps you get
your sister back,

but nothing about me or my wife.

But, hey,
as long as you get what you need.

Okay, that is not fair.

It's not a secret that I'm
trying to get my sister back.

But you were the one that said
figure out what you're fighting for.

Well, I'm fighting for Amy.

And you, of all people,
should understand that.

Okay.

Rufus, where are we?

Well...

Aside from the obvious
hole in the side panel,

there is some serious
damage to the circuitry.

I could cannibalize the
wiring from the nav system,

and if I had some iron,
maybe I could patch up the hole,

but our big problem is we're
short a couple capacitors.

Like a flux capacitor?

No. Those don't exist.

What would it take to
make a real capacitor?

You buy one. From Radio Shack.

Come on, Rufus.
You built a time machine.

If you absolutely had to
build a capacitor here, now,

what would it take to build it?

I'd need foil. Okay.

Okay, barring that?

I could hammer some tin
or copper thinly, maybe?

Salt, a couple glass
jars, I think.

Okay. Good.

Good. What else? Uh...

I'd need a forge.

And to learn to be a blacksmith.

And then you'd be able to fix it?
Probably not.

Maybe.

Okay, look.

We're less than 20 miles
from Fort Duquesne.

They probably have some of
the stuff that you need there.

Fort Duquesne?

The fort that the French
soldiers came from,

including the one that I killed?

What are we gonna do?
Walk in, ask to borrow a forge?

Either that,
or we learn to start farming.

All right, if you can build this
thing, you can get us home?

I haven't even gotten
to the hard part yet.

Oh, good to know.

If we use the wiring
from the nav system,

I won't be able to
control where we land.

Doesn't matter if we
fix the Lifeboat or not.

We'll never survive
the trip unless...

- Protocol.
- Protocol?

What protocol?

So, when exactly did Flynn get the
Mothership back to present day?

Three hours ago.

Usually our guys come back just
a few minutes after Flynn does.

Well, it could just be a technical
problem with the Lifeboat.

Or something's
happened to the team.

Any leads on Flynn?

Yes.

He's in this 50-square-mile
radius near Mexico City.

How fast can we
get a team there?

It's Mexico. It'll be a minute.

Sir, we don't have a minute.
Any second, Flynn could jump.

And there won't be anyone
there to chase him this time.

I'll get into it.

I don't mean to be insensitive,

but stop moping
like a bloody idiot.

Excuse me?
Our people are out there.

Now, get your head in the game

and let's figure out a
way to get them back home.

How? How...

Why do you think we
have the protocol?

And you're digging
exactly three feet

from the front of the Lifeboat?

Yes, I'm following your
absurdly specific instruction.

When you said get a message
to Mason Industries,

I didn't think you
literally meant in a bottle.

Can't exactly send a
text, can we?

Really? This is the best system

that Connor Mason
could come up with?

Ah, behold the power of
non-biodegradable polyethylene.

Bit of a future
environmental catastrophe,

but today,
it could save our asses.

How is that going to work?

Connor will fly to this spot
with a team of archeologists

and dig this up.

We're standing in what's going
to be a suburb of Pittsburgh.

I mean,
who knows what could happen

to this patch of
land over 260 years?

Yeah, well,
that's why we gotta dig deep.

And this system generally works?

Don't know.
No one's ever tried it.

And if it doesn't?
Then we don't make it home.

Or we die violently.

Or both.

Connor Mason.

Your Lifeboat is missing.

Garcia Flynn is
operating unchecked.

I'm handling it.

We've already
bankrolled one machine

that was hijacked by terrorists.

Now, we've lost our back-up
machine, we've lost Lucy Preston...

We've lost our whole team,
actually, but you only mention Lucy.

Matter of fact,
you've mentioned her a few times now,

which I find curious.

Out of all the excellent
historians in the country,

a young,
un-tenured professor is chosen

for something this important?

Makes one wonder if certain
strings weren't pulled

to get Lucy the job.

Also makes me wonder,
who could've pulled those strings?

And why? Mr. Mason...

You seem to have forgotten the
nature of our relationship.

Our relationship?
This machine is our relationship.

Without it,
and without all my team back,

we don't have a relationship.

I'll call you when I
have something to report.

My jet is waiting.

What was all that about?

It's personal business.
The jet should be ready.

This is all gonna be
downtown Pittsburgh one day.

Concrete,
as far as the eye can see.

But for now?

It's really beautiful, isn't it?

Super-beautiful.

Just wiped my butt
with some leaves.

Thank God.

What the hell, man?

You said the red
berries are safe to eat.

The ones that are solo.

When they're a cluster,
they will kill you.

I told you that.

Well, I'm sorry.
That's confusing.

You realize we are in
1754, right?

There's no ambulance, there's no

antibiotics,
there's no tetanus shot.

I get it.

You make one
mistake, you'll die.

I get it.
I get that I suck at this.

I hate the outdoors,
and camping, and bees.

And I really hate
this survivalist crap.

That's why we have you.

Who do I have, Rufus?

You're Delta Force.

Delta Force isn't a person.
It's a team.

I'm just one guy.

If I don't have someone
that I can count on,

I mean, really count on,

we're not gonna
make it out of here.

Come on.

What is it?

It's the French from last night.

Oh, God.

One guess who
they're looking for.

The water will cover our tracks.

Let's go for a swim.

I don't hear anything.
You think we lost them?

Yeah, for now.
But we got to keep moving.

Come on.

Uh, uh, guys.

Deserter, maybe.

What are you doing?

We're gonna have much better
luck getting into a French fort

if I'm dressed like a French
soldier, don't you think?

His body's still warm.

Which means he was killed...

Really, really recently.

What the hell is that?

Battle cries.

It's what they do when
they take prisoners.

Like us.

So do they scalp you
after they kill you,

or is scalping, like,
how they kill you?

These are Shawnee? Yeah.

And they think we're British?
Yeah.

And how do the Shawnee
feel about the British?

Depends on the tribe,
depends on the day,

but I think it's safe
to say they're not fans.

Yeah.

So, we should take
it as a positive sign

they haven't tried to killed us
yet, right?

I think they're just
waiting for their chief.

Come on, Wyatt.
There's got to be

a way to get us out of
this, right?

You can... Just... Something.

Unless one of you
can barf up a knife,

I think we're going
to be here a while.

So how'd you get them to
clear out the whole street?

Told them all we were CDC
and we found Zika mosquitos

in the neighborhood.

Hey, whatever it takes.

I wanna get the team back
home, too.

You needn't have come out
here, you know.

I'd have let you know
if we'd found anything.

Well, I needed to be here.

It hasn't escaped my notice
that you and Rufus are close.

That's just it. We aren't.

I mean, he asked me out once.

But most of the time,
he just instant-messages me

from his desk,
two feet away from me,

instead of actually
talking to me.

I think it would mean a lot to
him to know how worried you are.

You know, if this is really it...
You know, like, really it...

Don't say that, it's not it.

Even if we get outta here,

there's no telling if we'll
actually make it out of 1754.

I can't stop thinking.

What I wouldn't give

for one more Chocodile.

What?

The hell's a Chocodile?

A Twinkie covered in chocolate.

Rufus,
that is monumentally stupid.

Well, clearly,
you've never had one before.

No.

What I wouldn't
give to be able to

tell Jiya how I feel about her.

How do you feel about her?

I like her.

We went on a date once.

Really? Yeah.

Super-awkward.

I never had the guts to
talk to her about it since.

I don't know why
that, of all things,

was so scary to me.

Just talking to someone.

When I was little,

my mother used to read to me
these biographies for children.

Like, Einstein for kids,
Churchill for kids.

They were really good, actually.

And I guess I just...

I always figured that
I'd read them to my kids.

Just always figured
there'd be...

Time.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Jessica always
wanted a little boy.

And I would always say, "Relax."

"We got all the
time in the world."

Wyatt.

I'm...

I'm so sorry that I said that
Jessica's death was meant to be.

You don't have to... I do.

You deserve to get Jessica back.

I wish you could get Amy
back, too.

And if I could make a deal
with Agent Christopher,

I would.

Yeah, well.

What's the point of
having a time machine

if you can't fix your regrets?

Yep.

The chief must be coming.

The chief is a woman?

Don't look so surprised.

You speak English.

Missionaries.

The language stayed.
Their faith did not.

My name is Nonhelema.

You're Nonhelema?

I've heard of you before.

Because you are a
great chieftess.

And very beautiful,
and super-intimidating.

And who are you?

We're not here to hurt anybody.

In fact, I'm Dr. Quinn.

And I'm a medicine woman.

And this here is my brother and

we've come here
to treat the sick

and help in any way that we can.

The French came to help.

They said they wanted to trade.

And then they start
building forts.

And when we fought back,
they killed all our men.

To our women...

My daughter still
bears the scars.

We were captured by
the French as well.

The English are no better.

Look, if you let us
go, we promise...

Promises.

I've heard promises from
liars and thieves before.

What's he doing?

Well, you know,

just marking us for death.

You live.

Wait... What?

Me? Why?

You didn't choose to be here.

You were forced to.

No, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait. No, no.

Ma'am.

Respectfully,
I'm asking you to listen.

We are not who we said we were.

We're not from France,
we're not British.

We are not from
anywhere around here.

But these people didn't
force me to be with them,

these people are my friends.

They've saved my life on
more than one occasion.

We look out for each other.

The thing is,
we're not even supposed to be here.

We just want to go home.

Now, you can kill them,
and I'm pretty sure

there is nothing
I can do about it.

But if you do...

You're gonna have to kill
me, too.

My brother says to kill you all.

But it is not his
decision to make.

If someone like him is willing
to die for someone like you,

then you're certainly not
from around here, are you?

I will spare your lives
because of this man's honor.

But if you prove him
wrong, I will spare no one.

I got something.

It's cracked. Well, open it.

Here, careful.

His note...

It's gone.

Thank you for what
you did back there.

That was incredibly brave.

I figured, if I was gonna die,

I'd rather not do it
alone in the woods.

Really? That's why?

The blue and white
uniform really

blends in here, don't you think?

It's hard to believe
they lost the war.

So, how close are
we to Fort Duquesne?

Uh, just about five miles.

But we need to come up
with a plan before we go.

The plan is you and I stall

while Rufus finds the
supplies for the Lifeboat.

But you got to be quick.
Those soldiers looking for us,

they could show
up at any moment.

Okay.

Is anybody worried
about the fact

that neither of
you speak French?

We got that covered.

More like Fort Dysentery.

We've run the test three times.
This is all we can make out.

Death.

No, that's not at all ominous.

There must be more tests you can
do, right?

I mean, UV lighting or...

We've done every test there is.

This is all we could get.
I'm sorry.

What does it mean?

Well,
I'm afraid it can't be good.

You got this.

Come on, come on.

What do you think's
taking him so long?

I don't know.

Hit him. What?

Hit him.

What was he gonna do?
Trust me, you don't wanna know.

Took you long enough.
Did you get what you need?

Yeah, got it.
Let's get the hell out of here.

What are you doing?

Come on.
Isn't that bit of a high jump?

Beats facing a French firing squad.
Let's go.

When you put it like that.

I'm just gonna go ahead and say
it, 1754 sucks.

Is there any sign
of our French pals?

Not yet.

They'll see our tracks.
They won't be far behind.

Oh, come on.

That can't actually work.

Should work enough for one trip.

Except we won't know until
the rings start spinning.

But by then,
it'll be too late to change our minds.

What do you mean,
change our minds?

Without the navigation system,
we could land anywhere.

The Earth is 70% water.

We could land in the
middle of the ocean,

on a mountain,
inside of a mountain.

The middle of Fallujah would
be an amazing result right now.

Needless to say,
it is very complicated.

And we need Jiya and
Mason to help us land.

That is,
provided they got my note.

Let's say they didn't.

What are the odds?

Somewhere between one in
a billion and impossible.

How do they help us land?

Hey, there.

I don't know what else to do.

Well, I do.

My boss usually frowns
on drinking at work.

Well, I think he'll let
it slide this one time.

Rufus ever tell you how we met?

No.

I was doing charity outreach.

Inner city neighborhoods,
plucking out the best and brightest.

Made me feel good.

Made me look good, too.

So we're at this science fair

in this run-down gang-infested
Chicago middle school.

The whole thing's
pathetic, really.

But I see this
scrawny, nerdy kid.

And he's got this scale
model of the entire city

re-engineered with
a monorail system

that runs entirely on
recycled coffee pods.

Somehow, I'm not surprised.

So, you know, I invited him to
talk to me after the science fair.

He knows who I am, and he says,

"No, no, sorry, Mr. Mason,
I'd love to,"

"but I can't be late
to pick up my brother."

I think, "A genius with a
sense of responsibility."

I thought, "He's going to
do great things one day."

"And when he does,
I want it to be for me."

The first time I met Rufus,

he saw the tribble
that I got at Comic-Con

and he told me that we
would never be friends

because I was Star Trek
and he was Star Wars.

Yeah,
that sounds just like Rufus.

He was always one who could take
awkward to bold new heights.

You say it like he's gone.

Come on, I mean...

Any minute, he's gonna be back,

bragging about his latest trip.

You know, what a hero he
was, like Han Solo.

What is it?

I think I know what
Rufus was trying to say.

Now,
there are a number of reasons

why they might not be back yet.

Most of them really
bad, but let's just say

something happened to
the navigation system.

Well, how do you know...
I'm getting to that.

If the nav system is down,

Rufus is going to need
our help with the landing.

I left specific instructions.

A series of code that detail
how the team at Mason Industries

can take over and essentially,
bring us home via remote control.

Now, we won't be able to do
anything until it's in transit.

So, what we need to do
is catch him mid-jump.

Take over the controls,
and guide him in here.

It's an interesting
theory, Jiya,

but how are you getting all
that from a few words in a note?

Because I filled in the blanks.

Rufus made an analogy to a
movie you might have seen.

It's like what the
Death Star did...

To the Millennium Falcon.

That's what Rufus
was trying to say.

And you can do that?

Maybe.

But I'm going to need help.

So, what are our options?

We stay here and
fight off the French,

or die of smallpox, eventually?

Pretty much.

Likely death either way.

Yeah.

What the hell? I'm in.

Me, too.

Tough call for me.

I was really hoping to
be sold into slavery.

Horses.

They're coming.

Hurry up. Okay.

Here we go.

Go where?
We're not going anywhere.

No, no, no.

Rufus, come on.

This patch is not as strong
as the rest of the ship.

If they hit it...
You're not helping!

Come on, Rufus.

Get us out of here.

The Lifeboat's in transit.
We need to do this now.

It's not ready.

We don't have time for ready.

Sorry we're late.
We hit some traffic.

You okay? Yeah.

You all right? We made it.

Welcome back.

Hey. Hey.

Um...

I heard you got it just from
"death" and "millennium".

Took me a while, but, yeah.

I guess we know each other
better than I thought.

Yeah.

Jiya?

Yeah?

Remind me to tell Mason that
if he can build a time machine,

then he can build a reasonably
durable plastic tube,

because the only...

Wow.

What was that for?

For making it back.

Thanks to you.

I need your authorization
for a surveillance operation.

On Connor Mason? That's correct.

For what reason?

I think he's hiding
something from us.

And I want to know what it is.

Here it is.
The Pennsylvania Orb incident.

In September of 1754,

a group of French soldiers claimed
to have seen a giant metal orb

with spinning rings that
disappeared before their eyes.

One of the earliest UFO sightings
in colonial North America.

What? All right.

We did it. That's us.

Well, cheers to the French.

After this, I'm gonna eat my
body weight in Chocodiles.

About that.

No!

They're all yours.

Thank you.

I wasn't sure if we were ever
going to see any of this again.

Yeah, we got lucky.

If you believe there is
such a thing as luck.

What's wrong?

I know you were angry with me

for not telling you
about the journal.

But you never asked me why
I didn't tell you about it.

Doesn't matter.
It's water under the bridge.

It's a cheap fake, right?

That's the thing.

If I'm being really
honest with myself,

I don't know if it is.

It's just too crazy, I mean,
the mix of cursive and print.

The way that I make my "G's".

Wyatt, it looks so real,

and I've thought so
since the Hindenburg.

And if that's what
I'm meant to be...

Helping Flynn?

It's not what
you're meant to be.

If you don't want to write a
journal, don't write it.

My whole life,
I have believed that

everything happens for a reason.

That, for all of us,
there is some plan

for each one of us
that comes from some...

Higher power?

Never took you for
the spiritual type.

Well, I am.

And what does the spiritual
type look like, exactly?

The thing is,
if this is my job now,

protecting history,
preserving the past,

saving the things
that are meant to be,

how can I believe in fate and
not believe in my own fate?

Help me out here, Rufus.

Don't look at me.

My degrees are in physics.
Not metaphysics.

Look,
we're in uncharted water here.

Have a drink.

Humor me.

Okay.

Okay, now,
did you decide to take that drink?

Or was it pre-written,

some kind of history that says
you were meant to take that drink?

You made the choice, Lucy.

And that's what history
is, right?

It's choices.

Some small, stupid,
and some monumental.

But we make them.

So, if you're not happy

with the history that Flynn
has predicted for you,

then rewrite it.