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- Previously on
"Legends of Tomorrow"...

- I have to keep you safe. Go!

- You've had Mona
in custody this whole time?

You have the Kaupe too?

Sara, you need to
bring in that fugitive

before someone gets hurt.
[gunshot]

- Step away
from the creature, miss.

- You murdered him.
- [growling]

- Today I asked you
for one thing.

- Ava, don't do this.
- Just go.

- So I'll head to The Bureau
and do some digging?

- Hank is torturing prisoners
off site.

- Keep digging.
I want to know everything.

- What do you mean
you couldn't capture the asset?

- Blame it on your son's
time-traveling pals, sir.

[TV static clicks]

- Let me just say this,

and I want to say this
for the television news.

The people have a right to know

whether or not
their president is a crook.

Well, I am a crook.
[crowd gasps]

Oh, actually felt good
to get that off my chest.

What other secrets
have I been holding back?

Ah, yes, despite the constant
reassurances of my wife,

I know that I'm certainly
only an adequate lover.

- Mr. President!
[crowd clamors]

- The President won't be taking

any more
questions at this time.

- That is more about

Tricky Dick than
I ever needed to know

- And it's more than
the public needed to know.

In the days following
the news conference,

Nixon found himself
unable to tell a lie

resulting in global chaos.

- Nixon's blathering fouled up

ongoing peace talks
and trade agreements.

- Without the release of
"All the President's Men,"

Robert Redford's
career floundered.

- What?
No Redford?

No Sundance, no indie film,
no artful nudity.

We have to fix this!

- The only thing nastier

than a politician lying is when

he says how he really feels.

Now, there's no way
he'd tell the truth

without a magical assist.

- I hope the Watergate
has vacancies,

because we need to
make sure that

Nixon still cheats the press.

- Uh, Captain's orders and all,
but do you think

it's really the best time
to be back on mission?

- Yeah, I mean, it might
do well to take a beat.

- I appreciate your concern,
but I'll be fine.

Just because Ava and I
had a disagreement

doesn't mean that
I can't do my job.

- I was actually
talking about the fact that

we're on the outs
with the Time Bureau.

- Yeah, and I was
talking about Mona.

I mean, Hank's gonna be
after us since her boyfriend

offed that agent and, well,

we can't just
stash her here forever.

- Right, well,
it has been eventful

but things are gonna
blow over with The Bureau.

We'll find a safe place
for Mona.

And in the meantime,

I feel like we should
be doing what we do best.

Am I right?
- Right.

Save Redford
and independent film.

- That's the spirit.

- Done it for worse reasons.
- Why not?

[exciting music]

♪

- Director Sharpe.

You look terrible.
What happened?

- Joke acknowledged, Nathaniel,
but tighten up.

Director Sharpe is taking
a leave of absence

to get her priorities straight.

I'll be acting as
Director of the Bureau.

- Wait, so, um, you're gonna be
in charge from now on? That's--

- Great.
- It's great.

- Looking forward to working
with you, Director Heywood.

- Glad to have you on board,
Agent Tomaz.

Though my first job
is a sensitive one.

I need to catch the Legends.

This is the last time they will
thumb their nose at authority

and get away with it.

I know they're your friends,

so, if you want to
sit this one out--

- No, no, Dad.
You know what?

We have your back.
- Agreed.

I stand by the Time Bureau
and by my man.

- Thank you, babe.
- Glad to hear it.

We'll pinpoint
the location of the Waverider

and pay it a visit.

We'll meet in
the situation room, 0900.

- Yes, sir.
Copy that.

We need to expose
what Hank's up to

before he drops a hammer
on the Legends.

- Did--did you just
call me "babe"?

- Well, yeah, I was riffing.

I was trying to keep
this thing afloat.

- [clears throat]
Anyways, now that

we are stuck with Hank,

we can't go through
his phone ourselves.

With Ava gone, there's no one
here left to trust.

- Well, there's one person
we can trust.

[light music]

- Gary, we need to talk.

- Is this about what happened
between Sara and Ava?

Wait, you're working
at The Bureau?

- Yes, and--

I need you to do
something for me.

- And you're my boss,

which is great, you know,

I'm happy for you.
No one deserves it more.

- Damn it, Gary.
Focus.

Hank is causing
total chaos here.

- Did you notice him using
Director Sharpe's mug, too?

You know,
I was gonna say something.

- It goes much deeper than that.

Mona was right.

Hank is running
some secret project.

And now that he's
in charge of The Bureau,

he's trying to
shut down the Legends.

Nate and I cloned his phone.
We're gonna keep him busy.

You need to
go through his activity,

find out what
he's been up to, so we can

end his time at The Bureau.

Use this to stay in touch
without being monitored, okay?

- I've always wanted to
untangle a conspiracy.

I'll need a bulletin board,
index cards.

I already have yarn.
I've been getting into crochet.

- Yeah, me too.
- We should start a club.

- We'll talk.

- Okay.

[ship thrumming]

- Konane, no!

- [growling]
[slash]

[eerie music]

[fingers stretching]

♪

[bones crackling]

[growling]

Grr.

- Kid.
- [startles]

- You okay in there?

[door hisses]

- Sorry, I, uh, never used
a future tech toilet before.

So many buttons.
- Mm.

Give it time.
You'll learn to live with it.

Oh, uh, don't touch
the red button.

[footsteps approach]

- Oh, uh, Captain,
I wanted to talk to you.

- Good.
I need to talk to you, too.

So as far as The Bureau's
concerned, you're a fugitive.

I need you to stay on the ship
and not draw any attention.

- It's not just that.
Um, when we were in Mexico--

- No, when we were in Mexico,
a man got murdered by Konane

because you said
we could trust him.

- No, Konane didn't--

he didn't mean to.

- Look, Mona, whatever it is,
it's in the past.

Now it's on to the next problem.
That's how this works.

Mick, Nixon's supposed to give

his "I'm not a crook"
speech tomorrow.

We need him back to
his lying self by then.

You and John stay on the ship,
look after Mona,

make sure she doesn't
get into any trouble.

Make sure she doesn't
touch that red button.

[dramatic music]

♪

- I'm telling you,
I'm not crazy.

In fact, I've never
felt better in my life.

That's the truth.

- Here that?
The truth.

Something is very wrong
with the President.

And he's supposed to be at
Disney's contemporary hotel

to address the entire
American press corps tomorrow.

- We'll, uh,
we'll take care of it.

- I'll update the VP.
- All right, sir.

We'll, uh, start off
with a little sedative.

[device hisses]
- [grunts]

- Ugh.

Don't know why you lot
are relying on my powers.

They're still all mucked up.

- Look, it'll be fine.

We'll get him to the ship,
fix what's wrong,

and we'll be right back.

- Now, let's see
your Nixon impression.

- [sighs]

[flesh squelching]

[soft whoosh]

[exhales]

- [chuckles]
- Nice.

["Hail to the Chief"]

[device beeps]
We got the cargo.

We're on our way.

- Well, let's figure out
what loosed his tongue

and get the hell out of here,
shall we?

[electrical whooshing]

[dramatic music]

- Listen, you guys
can't be here.

The Bureau's onto you.
- Ah, good.

Time for a pig roast.
- No one's roasting anyone.

And it's not just The Bureau.
It's my dad and he's got backup.

Go.
- No, not again.

- Guys, we're working on
stopping Hank for good.

In the meantime, you need to

find the team
and stay ahead of him.

- On it.

♪

[hectic funk music]

[electrical whooshing]

- What's going on?

- Nate's old man
commandeered the ship.

- There they are!

All units,
converge on my position.

- Okay, take the stairs.

Get Nixon.

- Ignis-sa.

[metal sizzles]

[flesh sizzles]
- Ow!

- We have eyes on the Legends
and they have the President!

- They've gone too far, again!

Siri--what, uh, Alexa--

Gideon!
Fire up the engine.

[engine sputters, powers down]

- Legends must have
bricked the ship.

Oh, they think of everything.

[suspenseful music]

- Nicely done.

- I want our men
watching every time jump,

listening to every comm.

- How are we going to make
distance with five of us

and a kidnapped Nixon?

- There.
There's our getaway.

- That's a bit on the nose, no?

- We left subtlety
back in Mexico.

Gotta go.

[The Edgar Winter Group's
"Free Ride"]

- ♪ Come on
and take a free ride ♪

- The Legends are
in the wind, Director.

- Damn it!
- They must have stolen

a vehicle and hit the road.
- You know what?

I've never
needed a Waverider before

and I don't need one now.

You give me a dragnet.

I want agents at every

rest stop, diner,
store along the highway.

Move.

And you, set up
a police scanner.

If the Legends
so much as forget to signal,

we'll hear about it.

They'll slip up eventually.

- That's probably accurate.

- [growls]

- Okay.

Captain, you should know that

me and tight spaces
might not mix.

- Do you think any of us
want to be stuck in the RV?

- Punch buggy.
No punch backs.

- [sighs] Mona, the team's back
is up against the wall.

And right now,
you are a part of this team.

And if you want it to
stay that way,

then you need to help,

not create more problems.

- Okay.
- Great.

[radio static clicks]
- Bob is struck with

appendicitis on
an all-new "The Waltons."

- For all you lonely hearts
on the road today

here's a tune just for you.
[soulful music plays]

- You know, I've never been
in a car that's a room before.

- [sighs]

- [snores]
Patricia.

- No, I'm not Patricia, Dick.

- Ooh.
Camera. [laughs]

- Not to bother you,
but we've lost the ship,

drugged the President, and
I'm stuck in the back with her.

Now what are we gonna do?
- We are going to Disney World.

- Yawn. Haven't we
been tortured enough?

- I mean, we are going to
fix Nixon

in time to get him to
Florida to lie his ass off.

We are not gonna let
anything stop us

from what we set out to do.

Mick, watch our tail.

John, see if you can figure out
what's wrong with Nixon.

And Mona, find us
something to wear.

Charlie--

[together]
We forgot Charlie!

- Oh, "We'll be right back,"
they said.

Yeah, bloody right.

[knocking on door]
- Mr. President?

- Oh, no, no, no. Okay.
- Mr. President?

- Uh, quick, quick, quick,
Charlie.

- Mr. President,
are you okay in there?

[soft whoosh]

[knocking]

Just checking in, Mr. President.

- You check in again,

you'll be lucky to be
guarding a shopping mall.

[door slams]

[gentle folk music]

♪

- Um, okay,
make your next left.

- Okay.

- No, your next right.

- [sniffs]
- Hey, guys?

Looks like Nixon over there

is finally winning
The War on Drugs.

- [groaning]

[startles]

Good God, I've been
kidnapped by hippies.

What is it you want?

Money? Power?
I'll do anything.

- Look, we're--
we're here to help you.

- Let's talk about money.

- You know, right now
we're your best shot

at getting back
to your right self.

Oh, let's have a look.

Now, I have my suspicions
as to what's got at ya.

Yep, okay.
[inhales deeply]

[brooding whoosh]

Vi veri universum vivus vici.

- What the hell
are you babbling about?

- [chants softly]
- [gagging]

[insect chittering]

[spits]
- Oh!

- It's a roach.
- I've been bugged.

- This is an agent of Ma'at,

the Goddess of truth
in the Egyptian pantheon.

You see, the creature,
it feeds off lies.

And whoever it eats at has
nothing but truth left to tell.

- No wonder it found
its way to Nixon.

You must have been a feast.

- No, no, no--oh.

[device hisses]
- Sorry.

Put him in the closet.

Ugh.

- Come on, Dicky.
- Yeah.

- [struggling]
Let's put Dick in a box.

[sighs]
- Okay.

Um, Captain?
Can we talk?

A lot's been going on and--

and a truth roach, well,
that's gonna be a wrinkle.

- Look, Mona, I have a really
big responsibility for you.

I need you to watch the roach.
- Me? But, um...

- Your job was to
take care of creatures, right?

Who better than you?

- [shudders]

[insect chittering]

Hey, little guy.
Bet you're hungry.

[pensive music]

- Hank Heywood.

♪

Renewed his Bestflix
subscription...

December 16th...
Hank Heywood...

November 27th...
Hank Heywood...

[overlapping internal dialogue]

So that means...

♪

Oh, my God,
how did this happen?

I am way out of my league.

- What is it, Jerry?

- No, it's--it's Gary.
- Hm.

I notice you're reading "Body
of Proof" by Rebecca Silver.

Is that a conspiracy thriller?
- Book club's at capacity.

- Uh, no, no, that's not it.
It's, um...

I need your help
uncovering a conspiracy.

- Why would I help you?

- Because
you might be in trouble.

Hank has his agents

taking fugitives
out of their cells at night,

and I don't want
you to be next.

So I thought if
I release you for the night,

maybe you could help me?

♪

- Hey, you okay?

It's not easy
being trapped somewhere

where no one
will listen to you, huh?

Hey, can you hear me?

[gasps]

You probably need air.

[grunts]
[jar clatters]

Oh.
Oh, no, no, no, no.

- What's going on?

- Uh, oh, I just dropped it
but it's okay.

It got it--[yelps]
[van rumbles]

- What--what's wrong
with the brakes?

[tires screeching]

[dramatic music]

Can't slow down!
can't slow down!

[horn honking]

- Move your--get--
your foot, Ray.

- [grunts]
- Got it.

[police sirens wailing]

- Who called the cops?

- Cops?

[lively bluegrass music]

I've never been
pulled over before.

What do I do?
- You just pull over.

♪

- Okay.
[clears throat]

- Just be cool.
You got this.

[suspenseful bluegrass music]

- [grunts]
Good afternoon--

Good afternoon, officer.

- By the looks of your driving,

you're having a fine afternoon.

- Ah.

- What is it?
Drinking? Drugs?

- No, sir, no, sir, no, sir,
we're just, uh...

just driving
and having a little

steering wheel problems.

- Tell me some more about
this steering wheel trouble.

- Oh, well, it's a real doozy.

So I'm here with my family
and we're on our way

to North Carolina to see
the largest chest of drawers.

- Ray.
- Uh, uh, so the steering wheel

was a little loose and
so I turned to my wife,

Claire, and, uh, I said--
[jar thumps]

[insect chittering halts]

[gulps]

My friends and I here
are time travelers.

We've kidnapped Nixon,

and we're headed
to Disney World.

- Like I thought.

You're high as
a Good Year blimp.

I'm calling this in.

- [laughing]
Get this out of me.

- [sighs] Vi veri universum vivus vici.

- [gags]
- Ugh.

How'd it even--

Mona!

[static clicks]
- I'm at exit 244.

I've got an RV
full of hopheads

who claim
they're from the future.

- See?
[chuckles] Come on, son.

Let's go grab our guys
the old-fashioned way.

- Mm-hmm.
- Wait, I--

I tuned this to
a frequency Hank can't read.

And I think I know a way
to contact the team.

It's a little old-school
but it should work.

I'll be in touch.

♪

- [sighs] I can't have
a ticket on my record.

I can't have a ticket
on my record!

- Yeah, well,
nabbing Nixon's gonna give you

more than a bloody ticket, mate.

- Gun it!
I'm bored.

- He's right.
Gun it.

- But then
we'll become fugitives.

- We're already fugitives!

Go!
[tires screeching]

- Hey!
Get--you come back here!

[exhales]
[electrical whooshing]

- Officer, we heard
your report from up high.

Where are the offenders?

- Uh, I was fixing
to call it in.

- You let them get away?

You're gonna have to find
another way home

because that's my car now.

[dramatic western music]

There's a new sheriff in town.

Let's ride.

- [laughing]
- Nice moves, Palmer.

[siren wailing]
- They're gaining.

- Yeah, and I don't think
that's the cops on us, mate.

[western music]

- Whoa, hey! This car has no
airbags or traction control.

- [laughs] Exactly.
Nothing but pure V8 power.

[engine revving]
- Whoa-K.

- We gotta lose Hank.

You got something
for this, John?

- I might, but I'll need you
to get us

off the road quick, squire.

[inhales deeply]

Absconditus Domus.

[chant echoing]

[tires screeching]

♪

[shimmering whoosh]

- Where the hell did they go?

♪

- Nothing to see here.
[radio static warbles]

- What was with the radio?

- The heat's heavy on
the highway tonight

and that's no weather report.

Lucky for you,
you're not alone,

because you got DJ Z to guide
you past those bad vibes.

- DJ Z?
That sounds like Zari.

- Right now, the beat
on the street is to lay low.

But while you park it,
here's a hit to keep you safe.

- All right, you heard her.
We should keep a low profile.

If we leave by night,
we should be able to make it.

In the meantime,
no drawing attention

and no altering the timeline.

- Well, we best keep
that bug bottled then, aye?

- The only way to
keep it contained is for

everyone to
stay completely honest.

- [shudders]

What the hell is going on here?

[dart whizzes]

- [sighs]
- Checkers.

[upbeat music on radio]

- Maybe it's best
if we all just don't talk.

[suspenseful music]

- Now we just enter
a command line to a mirror site

and we can get into his email.

This email is linked
to a private server.

Must be where
he's got his dirt.

[beep]
We need a password.

- Uh, or, we can reset it.

I forget my passwords
all the time.

Those memory flashers
have a lot of side effects.

Password reset question.

Uh, we'll need some
personal info from Hank.

[device chiming]

- What's the word?
Uh, sorry Gary.

What's the word?
- I need some scoop on Hank.

- Stand by, Gary.
[sighs]

Hey, Nate, we
need to know the name of

your dad's childhood pet.

And whatever you do,
keep your dad off the FM.

[device chimes]
- I'm on it, Z.

[grunts]

Huh.
That's a pretty cool trick.

You, uh, drink a lot of Cokes
when you were a kid?

- Yeah.

My mom used to give me
a quarter for the corner store,

let me pick out
whatever I wanted.

With her raising me
on her own, a quarter

was more than I even knew.

- You don't really talk
about your childhood much.

Like, I'm not sure
I know where you were born.

- Hackensack, in New Jersey.

Like the Billy Joel song.

We should turn on the radio.

1973, great year for music.

- Actually, why don't we--
why don't we talk?

You know,
get to know each other.

- [laughs]

You're right, Nathaniel.

- You could call me Nate.

Did you have a dog?

- [soft chuckle]
A lab.

Yeah, named him Silver.

After the--
- Lone Ranger's horse. Yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

You used to show me
old episodes.

- Well, at least
I taught you something.

Huh?

[glasses clink]

[tender music]

♪

You know, my mom used to
take me on road trips,

stop for ice cream.

Without Dad around, she
really had to play both roles.

She didn't know how
to be a father,

but she did her best.

Guess I could say
the same for myself.

[clears throat]
Um.

It's nice we get to make up
for some lost time, hmm?

But, uh, we should
get back to the ship,

see if Zari's back online.

- Actually, um,

why don't we
forget the Legends

for a minute and
go get some ice cream?

- Fine idea, Nathaniel.

Nate.
[engine turns over]

- Hey, Gary?
The answer is Silver.

[suspenseful music]

- Silver.
I'm in!

Hackers do
say that in real life.

- What is this?

Property deed
in Hank's name from 1912?

What's this shipment for
dwarf star alloy from 1837?

- He's using time travel
for personal gain?

That is against Bureau creed.

I have a copy in my wallet.
[door opens]

- Shh-shh.
Someone's coming.

[eerie hissing and whispering]

[ominous music]

♪

[deep sonic whooshing]

[distorted ringing]

[footsteps depart]

- [exhales]
- Who was that?

Are you okay?

- You have to take this
to Zari and stop digging.

I'll go back to my cell.

And, Gary, be careful.

[horn honks]

[payphone ringing]

[indistinct chatter]

- I got an alert that someone

recovered your password
from the Time Bureau

and they're accessing
your accounts.

- But who would--

how would they even...

- Thanks.

[tense music]

- It won't happen again.

[Hall & Oates' "She's Gone"
playing over radio]

- You know, I was just
thinking that even though

we've had some setbacks,
that this road trip

has really been
a great bonding experience.

- I think you're an idiot.

[insect hisses]

- Well, look,
we've dealt with a lot lately,

and I think this is a very
needed chance for us to sit

and really talk
about how we feel.

- Well, I'm glad you're happy.

No, wait, I mean--

[gasps]
[gulps]

I don't give a damn
if you're happy.

And I certainly don't trust
you lot in helping me face Neron

no matter how many
"go team" pep talks you give.

- Well, you can't keep me down!

- [gags]
- [gulps]

Actually, ever since I met you,

I sometimes lie awake at night

staring into the dark thinking
I am it, and it is me.

Also, I don't think
Han shot first.

- I'm gonna go sit up front.
- Also I used the strategy guide

to beat the Water Temple
in "Legend of Zelda."

[volume increases]
Also, I really like gluten.

Well, I think it's a cool look,

but the whole loosened tie
is a little try hard.

- Yeah, well, you know,
it's not like

I went and loosened it myself.

- [gags]
- [gulps]

Yeah, well, at least
I don't go make up my own

silly superhero names
like "Atom" and "Heat Wave".

- Like I care what you think.

- [gags]
- [gulps]

I want to grow my hair out
and look like Fabio.

- Yeah, that--
I think that would be good.

- [gags]
- [gulps]

So honestly,
even as much as I trust Sara,

this has been
one disaster after another

and I really think that this
time we are totally screwed.

- Captain, we're okay, right?

I mean, we just have to
focus on the mission.

- Yeah, Mona.
We're gonna be fine.

[gasps]

- [gags]

[insect chittering]

- Ah!

Of course we're not fine, Mona.
Nothing is fine.

And I am definitely not fine.

Ava and I didn't just get into
an argument.

She asked me to leave.

And she hasn't answered
any of my calls since.

And she was my one chance,
my one chance, Mona,

at something real.

And now I don't have a ship.

I don't have a girlfriend.

And I am the Captain of an RV

and it is all your fault!

[somber music]

- Well, I won't be
your problem anymore.

[door creaks open]

- [sighs]

- ♪ Baby she's gone
she's gone all right ♪

- Mona!

Mona, wait!

Mona, come back!

- ♪ What went wrong

- Mona, come back!

Look, I meant everything I said

but if you stay here in 1973,
you'll never survive!

John, get this thing out of me.

- Vi veri universum vivus vici.

- [gags]
Ugh.

All right.
You guys, get Nixon to Florida.

If you leave now,
there'll be time to spare.

- What about you?

- Mona's out there alone

and we don't
leave our people behind

no matter how much
they bug the crap out of us.

I'd say no pun intended,
but that would be a lie.

- [sighs] Hey, mate.
Hold that.

- What?
What, where are you going?

- Oh, I just need to
stretch my legs, squire.

- [sighs]
[insect chitters]

[engine revving]

- You all right, Dad?

You didn't finish
your ice cream.

- Put on your seat belt.

- What's the hurry?

- The Legend's RV was spotted
just outside Richmond.

My men are
setting up a blockade.

They won't get away this time.

- That's great.
That's great!

Whoo!

- You know,
this is what I dreamed about

when I joined The Bureau.

- Stealing a cop car?

- You and me working together.

[twangy guitar music]

♪

- Uh, yeah.
Oh.

Ooh, you know what?

Ooh, dad, that ice cream
is not agreeing with me.

Can you, uh--[clears throat]
can you pull over?

[exhales]

♪

[soft dramatic music]

♪

Z?
Z, can you hear me?

- Nate, is that you?

- Listen,
I need you to warn the team.

Hank's got a blockade on
the highway north of Richmond.

They got to find another route.

You got it?
- Roger. Over and out.

♪

- There you go, hon.

[country music over radio]

[door chimes]

♪

- All right, what do you want?

- Whatever's fast and cheap.
- No, no, please no.

- Can I get six Daphne House
burgers and a round of sodas?

- Coming up.

[tense music]

- Sara, hold up.
Hey!

How do you even know
where she went, aye?

- Bike treads went this way.
We passed a diner a while back.

She's probably headed there.
- Hm.

- Go ahead.

I know you've been dying
to say I told you so,

so just do it.

- Uh, it's quite
the opposite, actually.

It's--I wanted to see
how you're holding up.

- [exhales]
Honestly I'm freaking out.

With the Kaupe dead
and Mona in the wind

and then there's Ava and--

[sighs]
- What happened?

- I--I went to go talk to her
and--

and I thought everything was
going to be fine

'cause it's always fine
and it was bad, John.

Look, I just--I don't know how
to convince everybody

that everything's okay
when I'm not okay.

- Well, you know, if we were in
each other's shoes right now

then you'd be giving me
some rubbish speech about

about how you don't have to
shoulder the burden myself

when I have friends around me
to help me carry it.

Not that I believe you
for a second,

but that doesn't mean
it's not true.

- Thanks, even if you're just
lying to make me feel better.

- Oh, I definitely am.
Hope it worked, though.

[gentle music]

♪

[engine purring]

- You all right there?

- Uh, yeah.
I'm--I'm great.

- Let's grab some tunes.
- Oh, no, no.

- Hey.
[radio clicks]

[static warbles]
- I just got a white hot tip.

- The voice sounds familiar.

- I don't recognize her--or him.
I--I don't hear gender.

- There's a smoky
checkpoint outside Richmond.

If you want to make it
to your final destination,

do yourself a favor and take

route 301
all the way home, bandit.

- Sounds like
we're taking a detour.

[lively bluegrass music]

- Dad, dad, dad, dad!
[siren wailing]

Are you insane?
You could have got us killed!

- Ha!
You're still here, ain't you?

- Yeah, but we're
going the wrong way.

- Nope, we're right on target.

All units, Legends
are headed down route 301.

Reroute all units to converge
on their location now.

- Come on, I'm not gonna miss
a chance to get back

at the Legends for Mexico.

They're gonna get
what they deserve

for trying to protect
that wolf bastard.

- His name was Konane.
- What?

[dramatic music]

Wait, I remember you.

You're the one
Director Heywood fired.

You're the reason
that mutt got out

of the containment
facility in the first place.

- I said, his name was

[distorted]
Konane.

[growling]

[people screaming]

[bones crackling]

[roaring]

[soft dramatic music]

- There's Mona's bike.
Where is she?

Where is everybody?

- Yeah, I know
this kind of quiet

and it never means
anything good.

[glass shatters]
- [screams]

- Everybody out!
[people screaming]

[dramatic music]

- [roaring]

♪

- Mona.
- I'll do it.

I'll shoot!

- The Kaupe
must have scratched her.

- Oh, she tried to tell me,

and I didn't listen.

- [growling]

- Mona, put him down!

- Come on, love, this isn't you.

- [roaring]

[roars]

[gun cocks]
- Stop the RV!

- Step out of the vehicle!

♪

- What are we gonna do?
We can't drive through them.

- Kill 'em. Kill 'em all.
- What? No.

- Yes.
- No!

- Yes!
- No.

- Yes.
- N--

[siren wails]
Oh, Nate's here.

I'm sure we can
talk this all out.

[grunts]

- Do you want to
do the honors, Son?

- Damn right, Dad.
All right!

[whispering] Don't worry, buddy.
I'll get you out of this.

[handcuffs click]

- Mr. Heywood, if we could
just talk about this,

I'm sure we can explain
and show you

how this is just
one big misunderstanding.

- How's that for
a misunderstanding, you pig?

- By the power vested to me by
the United States government,

I hereby arrest both of you

on five charges of treason,
two of conspiracy--

[door creaks open]
- Uh, sir?

- Mr. President?
Are you all right?

- No!

These two men and their

co-conspirators kidnapped me.

They've besmirched my good name

and I've done nothing
to deserve it.

[glass jar shattering]
- Uh-oh.

[insect chittering]

- [gulps]

Well, actually, there is
nothing good about my name.

If you were born with
the name Dick Millhouse,

you'd grow up
to be a bastard, too.

- Ha-ha.
- What the hell?

- [roaring]
- Listen to me, Mona.

No one else needs to get hurt.

- Funis Captis.

[shimmering]

I am sorry about that, love.

Bloody hell.
[blow lands]

- Mona, can you hear me?

[grunting]

Come on,
I know you're in there.

It's me.
It's Sara.

- I told you, Sara,
I remember everything.

You pretended to be a friend!

[wheezing]

I looked up to you!
- Mona.

[struggling]

- It was all lies.

- Mr. President,
what is going on?

- I don't know, but
I'm supposed to be in Florida,

lying to the press.

- He ingested a truth bug.

- See, these blunders
are the exact reason

why we should lock up
the Legends.

- [gags]

- Oh!

[dry heaving]
- Nathaniel, are you all right?

- No, I'm not.

I've been keeping secrets
from you.

- You think I don't know that?

- But it's more than your
secret Pentagon side project.

It's always been
like this, Dad.

The--the lying

and the hiding of the feelings.

Now that I'm getting to be
honest, I just want to tell you

that I love you, but you
just make it so damn hard.

- Look, son,
you don't understand.

- And I like working with you
at the Time Bureau side by side.

I've never felt closer to you.

But now I'm having,
like, a hard time

even looking in your face.

Just tell me why.
Why are you doing all this?

Why are you pretending
that we are on the same side?

- I can't.

But everything
I've done has been for you.

And the fact that it's hurting
you, Nate, it's killing me.

But I want to make this right.

- Okay.

You let the Legends walk.

That, or you lock me up, too.

Because if you don't trust them,

then you and I
are not on the same side.

[soft dramatic music]

- Stand down.
The Legends are free to go.

From now on, we work together.
[handcuffs unclick]

No more lies.

- [roaring]

- Watch yourself, love.
She's not in her right mind.

- Oh, that's the problem.
She is.

Mona, look, please stop.

I should have never
blamed you for everything.

Look, Ava, the ship, Konane,
none of it was your fault.

And I am so sorry that I told
you to ignore your feelings.

It was because I thought--

Look, I thought that
if I could forget the way that

I was feeling, then maybe
it wouldn't hurt so bad.

[somber music]

Look, Mona. I was wrong.

I was so wrong.

And you don't have to
bury your feelings.

You can let them out.

- [soft crying]

♪

[bones crackling]

And if you ever need
a shoulder to lean on,

I will be there.

- You promise?

- I promise.

- [soft crying]

♪

[indistinct radio chatter]

[soft music]

[indistinct chatter]

- Are you guys okay?
- Yes, no, I don't know.

First time in my adult life
I told my dad I love him.

Years of therapy couldn't even
get me to do that.

Hey, speaking of,
I love you so big.

I love you so big.

I love you so big.
- Aww.

- Look, I don't always
agree with you, but, uh,

if Nathaniel trusts you,
then so do I.

You're free to fly if you can
get that ship of yours working.

[ship rumbling]
- Someone ask for lift?

- Ship was never broken was it?

- Nope,
it was Zari the whole time.

- Is she even your girlfriend?
- Nope, but I'm open to it.

- [laughing]
Fat chance.

- Come on your poor bastard.

Let's delouse you and get that

truth bug contained
for good, yeah?

- And Nixon here has an
important speech to deliver.

Let's get you back to Orlando.

- You know, the truth
really does set you free.

After spending a few days with
all of you,

I know that I can be

a better leader,
and even more so, a better man.

- Ah.
History needs you crooked, Dick.

[device whooshes]

[dramatic music]

- Who are you?

- I really think
I'm gonna miss this thing.

- Yeah, if I had to be
stuck on a road trip

at least it was with you guys.

You know,
maybe that's what family is.

The people you don't mind
being annoyed by.

- [chuckles]

- So you don't mind
being annoyed by me?

Are you saying I can stay?

- We could always use
another shoulder to lean on.

Besides, you're not
the first magical creature

that we've taken in.

- [laughs]
[gasps]

[together]
We forgot Charlie!

[ship thrumming]

- Uh, Nate, hold up.

Gary surprisingly
got to the bottom of things.

It's not good.

Your dad's embezzling funds

for some black site
operation in Baltimore.

But he's not just
taking the fugitives;

he's testing on them.

- But why?
- I don't know.

But I've seen
this before with A.R.G.U.S.

This is what
they were doing to metas

to turn them into
super soldiers.

- [winces]

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Now I know
who my father really is.

Hank says he's
doing this for me,

but I want nothing
to do with it or him.

- Hey, I--I'm sorry.

[somber music]

♪

- Um, yeah.

[device clicks]
[electrical whooshing]

♪

- You called.

A little late for a meeting.
This better be good.

[eerie music]

- When you came to me, uh,
I agreed to this plan,

because I saw the potential
in your vision and I still do.

- Don't tell me
you're having second thoughts.

[music builds]

♪

[deep sonic whooshing]

[grunts]

- I mean no disrespect.

Um, I value the work
that we've done,

and I understand why it
needs to remain top secret.

[distorted keening]

But I have a new partner now.

My son.

And I can't let anything
come between us.

- What are you saying, Henry?

- I'm saying that
I don't need you anymore.

- If that's the case,

I don't need you anymore either.

- [pained groans]
No!

- You have to let me
out of here.

[force field thrumming]
You gotta let me out of here!

Gary!

Anybody!

[whooshing]
- No, no, no!

[garbled screaming]

- [screams]

- No, no!

Someone help me!

[intense electrical buzzing]

- [screaming]

[gasps]
[panting]

[grunts]

[dramatic music]

No.
No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no.
- Dad?

- Nate.

- What did you do?
- [mumbles]

- What did you do?

♪

- Nate.
Listen, listen to me.

- Right there!
[devices charge]

[weapons charge]

- I'm sorry.

[whooshing]
[all shout]

[somber music]

♪

- [sighs]

[epic music]

♪

- Greg, move your head.