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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"...

Ray! Ray, I need you! Please!

I thought you were dead.

Well, not only did you
fail to capture Savage.

You also exposed yourselves
and your powers to him,

giving away the element of surprise

for now and all time.

I let you go, you'll deliver the Waverider.

Boys, ship's all yours.

You're a liability to the team.

Only one of us is
walking out of here alive.

Tommy, promise me you won't go too fast.

You got to hold on to something, honey.

- Preferably me.
- Remember.

Just 'cause you stole your grandma's wheels

don't mean you got to drive like her.

You run your mouth pretty fast.

Let's see if your car can keep up.

- Whoo!
- Let's go!

Whoo!

Tommy, watch it!

Yo, James Dean!

Are you...

What's that?

I think that's a comet or something.

It's a meteorite,

in point of fact.

I was drawn to it as well.

Your presence out here was unexpected.

Or perhaps that's just another word for...

destiny.

I'm not the only one whose vision is blurry

in their left eye, am I?

- Oh.
- Seeing three of everything?

That's normal, right?

Yes, as I mentioned before,

the effect of time travel on the human body

increases with the length of each jaunt.

So where are we?

Harmony Falls, Oregon.

According to Captain Baxter's intel,

Savage makes an appearance
in this quaint little hamlet.

What the hell is Savage
doing in Pleasantville?

Murder, apparently.

Several denizens of Harmony Falls

have been brutally slain,

and others have gone missing.

Huh. Kind of like Rory.

Reports are vague, but it seems like

the killer is an expert with knives.

That sounds like Savage's MO.

Yeah, but serial killing isn't.

Sounds pretty small-time for a guy

who's had coffee with Hitler.

Yeah, well, clearly we
have to assume that Savage

has a larger, more nefarious plan.

But since we've jumped back in time,

Savage isn't expecting us here.

Savage is pretty good at hiding,

even in a small town,

so how do you plan to find him?

By investigating these murders.

Now, there has to be a common link

between the victims,

starting with the first.

A piano teacher was
found slain in her home,

which is now on the market.

There is, of course, crown molding.

All original floors.

Stucco ceiling.

There's a small room above the garage,

suitable for live-in help.

Oh, well, we don't need a maid.

My husband and I get
along just fine on our own.

You know, I have a lovely Tudor style

in another town.

A more... accepting one.

Forward-thinking.

No, that's... that's fine.

I like my towns backward.

Dr. Matt Miller was found murdered

on the grounds of the
asylum where he worked.

The sanitarium is in
need of a replacement.

It's a very impressive facility.

I did my doctoral
thesis on socio-pathology

in relationship to serial murder, actually.

Well, that'll certainly
come in handy around here.

We've been short-staffed ever since

Dr. Miller's sudden demise.

Of course, I could never consider

accepting a position here

without my faithful nurse/assistant.

Yes, well,

she looks like she'll fit right in.

Meanwhile, Jefferson is the perfect age

to discern the facts
behind the disappearance

of three teenagers who went missing

a week before these murders began.

So Raymond and Kendra are shacking up,

Sara's Nurse Ratched,

and Jax's the new kid in town.

Where does that leave me?

We're looking for the sheriff.

Well, you found him.

Bud Ellison.

How can I help you, folks?

Special Agent Rip Hunter.

This is my partner, Leonard.

We are here to investigate
the serial murders

which have plagued this
sleepy old town of yours.

Whoa. Now, slow down there, buddy.

There ain't no serial killer anywhere.

All we got is some
unexplained accidents is all.

How about you hand over those case files

so we can decide for ourselves?

Or we can come back with a court order

and a really nasty disposition.

Anything for our friends at the bureau.

Nice work, partner.

You're not my partner.

There's only one person I
ever trusted on this job,

and we all know how that turned out.

Schwinn Hornets.

I had the very same one
when I was their age.

Seeing white picket fences

and perfect family houses,

it's enough to make one nostalgic.

Or nauseated.

Oh, come on, Ms. Lance.

Even someone as jaded as yourself

can't deny how idyllic this time was.

Yeah.

If you're white.

And a man.

And straight. And...

Okay, okay. I get the point.

Dude, even if this town

wasn't full of small-minded idiots,

it'd still be creepy as hell.

I used to watch all these
old horror movies with my mom,

and they all started
off in places like this.

See, first it's all perfect,

and then, boom, some
alien monster beast thing

starts killing kids on Lovers' Lane.

- Ooh.
- I'm telling you, man.

What is it?

An unhappy cheerleader.

Now, that is scary.

That girl was from the newspaper articles

Rip showed us.

She knows the guys that went missing.

Perhaps she can illuminate
us as to their whereabouts.

Dude, can you not just say,

"Hey, Jax, why don't you go talk to her

and find out what she knows?"

Like a normal person.

Hey, Jax,

why don't you just go do that?

All right. We mustn't dawdle.

I believe our lunch
hour is nearly at an end.

Come along, Nurse.

Just so you know,

Ra's al Ghul taught me
how to kill someone slowly,

over the course of days.

Hey, you mind if I sit?

You can't sit with him.

What is up with them?

Um...

I-I don't think they've seen anyone...

Dip their fries in their milk shake before?

Oh.

Mm-mm, don't knock it
till you tried it, girl.

No.

Okay.

- Okay, that's really good.
- Right?

Yeah.

- I'm Jax.
- Betty.

Nice to meet you, Betty.

Hey, Betty.

Just because your boyfriend went AWOL

doesn't mean you have to
slum it with this loser.

Why don't you do yourself a favor, Biff?

Keep walking before you really,

really embarrass yourself.

What? You want to take a swing at me?

Hey. Let's go.

This isn't over.

I am so sorry about that.

- Uh, where were we?
- No, that was amazing.

Do you want to hang out tomorrow night?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

- It's a date.
- Okay.

Well, now that we're done moving in,

care to dance?

Sure.

So yesterday we kissed,

and now today we're married.

Okay, I know it seems
like we're moving fast,

but this is all pretend.

Soon as we get a divorce,

we'll figure us out.

In the meantime,

doesn't mean we can't have fun with it.

This is a waste of time.

We should be out there looking for Savage,

not playing doctor.

You know what I mean.

I'd like to think

that in a town with multiple murders

and missing teenagers,

the local insane asylum

would be fertile ground for clues.

Let's start by reviewing the files

of every inmate with a history of violence.

If you wouldn't mind getting
me those files, Nurse?

Literally for days.

Is that a new perfume I smell?

You know, if you're trying
to drive everyone crazy,

I have to tell you, it's working.

I'm very busy right now.

You know what your problem is?

You don't know how to have a good time.

Now, what you need

is a man who can show you one.

Oops.

Thank you.

That was incredible.

Well, maybe next time,

he'll take no for an answer.

Uh, it's not just him.

Most of the doctors here
are looking for a good time,

and most of the nurses all say yes,

'cause they're looking to get married.

Oh. Not you, though.

I'm...

not really looking for a husband.

Today's my first day.

Care to give the new girl a tour?

The files you asked for, Doctor.

Excellent, Nurse.

I could also go for a cup of coffee.

Me too.

Black. Two sugars.

And the cafeteria's over there.

It's better than what we serve the patients

but not by much.

- Mmm.
- Oh.

What's down there?

Oh, that's Hall H,

the restricted ward.

It's for Dr. Knox's patients.

Violent psychotics.

That part of the tour is worth skipping.

Coming!

I'm coming.

Welcome to the neighborhood.

Thank you.

Thank you so much, Miss...

Mrs. Knox.

Gail Knox, and this

is my husband, Curtis.

Lovely to meet you.

I'm sorry, have...

have we met before?

I-I doubt it.

I... we just moved in

from way out of town.

I hope you like tuna surprise.

Are you kidding? I love tuna surpri...

- Oh, my God...
- Raymond!

These are our new neighbors,

Curtis and Gail.

What a surprise.

Tuna surprise. So many surprises.

Well, another reason why we dropped by

was to let you know that we
are having a soiree tonight.

Stop by anytime after 8:00.

We're just across the street.

Don't bother to ring the bell.

No, you just walk right on in.

It's that kind of neighborhood.

Savage doesn't think I recognize him,

which means he won't try to kill me.

He can't steal my powers
before I've found them.

Don't forget, we also have to figure out

why he's killing the townsfolk.

Are you really eating that?

Say what you want about Savage.

He makes one hell of a casserole.

Yes, well, Mr. Snart and I

have been analyzing these forensic files.

Which reveal nothing except

Savage is very good

at making people disappear.

Hmm, something you both have in common.

Are we just gonna pretend
like none of this happened?

That Mick Rory wasn't a part of our team?

If you can just ice your
best friend like that,

I hate to think what you could do to us.

Right now, we need to stay
focused on the mission.

Look, Savage is going to be busy

with this little cocktail party.

Whilst you two keep an eye on him,

Sara and Martin have the opportunity

to find out what he's doing

in the secret wing of that asylum.

If you're looking for booze,

you're in the wrong office.

Dr. Knox doesn't drink.

But I know where Dr.
Enbom keeps the good stuff.

Oh, there you are, dear.

I could go for another glass of bubbly.

Then I suggest you find a waitress.

Well, I-I just assumed...

You assumed wrong.

So why don't you go ahead
and get your own champagne?

Wow, I guess this whole

interracial marriage
thing really is a novelty.

Well, go ahead and let them stare.

I've got the most beautiful
woman in the room on my arm.

I couldn't agree with you more.

Oh, hello.

Uh, thank you for inviting us.

Your home, is, um, very...

normal.

Oh, we are just glad that you could attend.

Let me fix you a drink.

Okay, we need to split up.

You check the back rooms,

and I'll see what I can find up here.

Uh, you sure that's a good idea?

Leaving you up here by yourself

with Savage?

I'm pretty sure he's not gonna kill me

next to the canapés, Ray.

Go.

I'll let you know if I need help.

You've been so many places.

It's like you've had three lives.

Me, I've never left Harmony Falls.

That's your first mistake.

This town sucks.

Wow, you do not hold back.

I've learned life's too short.

So you have a girlfriend?

I just mean,

seems pretty obvious you're not into guys.

Uh, I, uh...

I don't know what you're talking about.

Okay.

We don't have to talk about
it if you don't want to.

But just so you know,

I'm really good at keeping secrets.

Funny you should say that.

I did

kiss a girl once.

I didn't think that made me a...

- You know.
- A lesbian?

What?

It's not a bad word.

Well, it is around here.

Well, good thing I'm not from around here.

Uh, Nurse Lance,

may I have a word with you, please?

Well, now I see what's been going on.

While I've been busy working,

you were busy seducing that young woman.

Actually, I was liberating her.

With an option to seduce her later.

Then what?

This poor young woman

will have to remain in the
sexually repressive 1950s

long after you've returned to a timeship

and disappeared from her life forever.

You know what, Doc?

I would love for someone

to drop into my life and tell me

that the future's gonna be a better place.

Get to Hall H!

Your husband must be a fool

to leave a woman such as yourself

alone at a party.

He doesn't seem like your type.

That's a rather interesting thing to say.

You hardly know me.

And yet I feel like I do.

Let me ask you a question, Kendra.

Do you believe in past lives?

Do you believe in fate?

Fate is a prison.

When free will is gone, what's left?

Destiny.

Oh.

Hello.

Yeah. I understand.

Of course. I'm on my way.

Looks like we have to
finish our discussion later.

One of my patients needs attention.

Enjoy the party.

Tommy, Tommy, Tommy.

I-I thought the two of us

had an understanding.

I've allowed you and your cohorts

the occasional freedom to run free

and to feed your thirst, and then...

then you do something like this.

I'm sorry, Mr. Palmer.

I'm unfamiliar with the term "man cave."

Oh, it's a room in a basement

where a dude goes to be alone

or watch football.

In Savage's case, it's kill people.

So Ray and I break in and find out

what Savage is doing in Harmony Falls.

- Ho, ho, ho!
- Ooh.

Is tonight the Enchantment
Under the Sea dance?

I got a date tonight

with Tommy Fuller's cheerleader girlfriend.

Turns out Betty's boyfriend

was one of the missing high school kids.

I think she knows more
than she's letting on.

Mm, she's also a white girl

in a very, uh, unenlightened community.

So please, be careful

when you're out in public with her.

An immortal psychopath and racists.

I'm beginning to like
this quaint little town

less and less.

How's it going over there?

I'm in.

What do you see?

Uh...

nothing all that hideous.

Except for a terrible
collection of golf pants.

Hang on.

Ray?

Ray, it's Savage. He's back.

Did you hear me, Ray?

You need to get out of there!

I think I found something.

No, no, no, no. You don't have time.

He's already inside.

Don't you ever get freaked out?

I mean, being in an insane asylum

by yourself

in the middle of the night?

Freaked out? No.

Lonely? Yes.

Actually, there is

one place in the hospital that scares me.

Dr. Knox's restricted wing.

Do you know what he's doing
to the patients down there?

No.

I don't like to think about it.

What do you like to think about?

What's wrong?

- Nothing.
- I thought you said...

I-I just... I have to get back to work.

You look great tonight.

Mm... whoa. Whoa.

- Uh...
- I'm sorry. I thought that...

No, don't be sorry.

It's just, uh,

I thought girls from 1958

moved a little bit slower.

Girls from 1958?

I mean, uh,

I think we should get to know each other

a little bit better first.

Okay.

What do you want to know?

Those guys back at the soda shop,

they mentioned something about
your boyfriend going AWOL?

Tommy.

What happened to him?

It's kind of a long story.

Well, I got all the time in the world.

We were drag racing down on Route 7

with Davis and Billy

when Tommy's car

went into a ditch.

That's when they found it.

Found what?

This...

Been looking all over for you.

- Get out!
- No!

Get out of the car!

Hey, get the hell off me, man!

Stop it! Stop it!

Ah!

Get in! Get in!

Ah!

Go!

Oh, come on!

Tommy?

I am not playing anymore!

Don't worry, Betty. I'm
gonna get you out of here.

Nice driving.

Hang in there. Gideon's gonna fix you.

Who's Gideon?

Uh, a doctor, of sorts.

Okay.

You need to pull over, Jax.

Hey.

Relax.

Yeah, 'cause it's not like

I'm a black kid in a small town

with a white girl
bleeding all over my seat.

You were driving to beat
the devil back there.

That explain why your car looks like hell?

I need to get my friend to a hospital.

- Friend?
- Yeah.

And there's more wounded on Lovers' Lane.

Some... some kind of attack.

What were you doing with this girl

on Lovers' Lane, boy?

There are kids back there that
could really use your help,

and she needs medical attention right now.

Put your hands on the car and spread 'em.

Listen, you can play
Boss Hogg all you want,

but I'm not gonna let
that girl bleed to death,

so I tell you what: I'm
gonna get back in my car,

and I'm gonna take her to the hospital.

Gideon traced Jax's last biosignature

to this location.

Well, it seems you had good reason

to be concerned for Mr. Jackson's safety.

Yeah, sucks being right all the time.

She has suffered several
severe lacerations.

I am attempting to
cauterize the wound.

- What happened?
- I don't know.

But I'm guessing Jax and Peggy Sue

had a pretty lousy first date.

Where is Jefferson?

There was no sign of him in the car.

These wounds don't appear

consistent with a knife.

Correct.

I believe these lacerations
were made by talons.

It was Tommy.

Tommy Fuller, one of the missing teenagers.

He was like a bird.

He... he was like a bird monster.

Captain, analysis of
Miss Seavers' blood

reveals traces of silicate minerals.

Miss Seavers, do you recall
Tommy coming into contact

with a meteor of some kind?

The car crash...

it was...

it was glowing.

She's talking about an Nth Metal meteorite.

Say something that makes sense.

It seems Mr. Fuller has come into contact

with a meteorite with mutagenic properties.

Try again.

Apparently, Miss Seavers' boyfriend

has been exposed to the same type of meteor

that Kendra came into contact with.

Me?

Well, you and Carter.

4,000 years ago.

The meteorite which gave you your powers

appears to be of the same variety

that mutated Tommy Fuller.

And I'm guessing it's not curable.

Well, I-I suppose,

if the talons which lacerated her

left some mutagenic residue, I could...

Yes or no?

Perhaps.

Why don't you get to work on that, Martin?

Okay, so if Savage isn't
the one doing the killing,

what is he doing in town?

Doesn't matter.

We can take him down.

The Amon Dagger. Where did you...

Savage's house.

All right, we need to
proceed on two fronts:

locate Jefferson and make
an all-out assault on Savage.

A full-on attack only
plays to Savage's strengths.

If we want to get him...

We need to target his weaknesses.

Sadly, very few come to mind.

I can think of one.

Me.

He wants me, and he always has.

So if I can get close
enough to him, then...

Then he'll kill you.

Thank you for the vote of confidence,

but I don't need your protection.

There's no reason to go alone.

We're part of a team for a reason.

Yes, and the team seems comfortable

with me doing this,

so that makes it about you and me.

- Any updates?
- We're making progress.

In the meantime, we need to
get ready to back Kendra up.

She's going into the asylum
to meet Savage tonight.

Another opportunity for
you to see Nurse Carlisle.

Yeah, and apologize.

I warned you, Ms. Lance.

Rushing a repressed woman from the 1950s

into the freewheeling sexual mores

of the 21st century...

Actually, I was the one who freaked out.

Oh.

Ever since I got brought back to life,

I haven't really...

Experienced much in the way of feelings.

And then when Lindsey kissed me...

It was like you were being kissed

for the first time.

How romantic.

It was more like terrifying.

That's the thing that sucks about feelings

is, you realize how much

you can hurt someone

or... get hurt.

- Ah.
- Wakey, wakey.

Ah.

Do the words "police brutality"

mean anything to you?

You think this is brutal?

You'll be begging for me

after he gets through with you.

That's enough, Sheriff.

Thank you. Leave us be.

This young man and I

have a lot to discuss.

Forgive my friend for his ignorance.

You will learn that I'm
much more enlightened.

Well, I'll take racist over crazy any day.

Oh, I would hardly describe

what I'm doing here as... as "crazy."

Therapy is nothing more

than a process of self-discovery.

You're about to experience
an extraterrestrial power.

Shall we begin?

Shh, shh.

Ah!

Ah!

What a piece of work is man.

When I was exposed to a meteorite,

I was blessed with eternal life,

immortality.

But sadly, the effect of this meteorite

turned out quite different.

But no less advantageous.

Doc, you have a visitor.

What a pleasant surprise.

Is it a surprise...

or fate?

We didn't get to finish our
discussion the other night.

What of your square-jawed
husband, Raymond?

I didn't come here to
talk about my husband,

Doctor.

May I?

May I take your coat?

Make yourself comfortable.

Nurse?

Nurse, I keep hearing voices in my head.

My wife with another man,

and it's driving me crazy.

Well, maybe you should
learn to trust your wife

a little bit more.

Orderly?

Show our new patient to his room.

And don't hesitate to give him a sedative

if he doesn't calm down.

Right away, Nurse.

I'm sure the kid is fine.

Jefferson and I, as you know,

share a psychic connection,

but for some inexplicable reason,

I can't seem to reach him.

I've grown so accustomed
to our partnership,

to suddenly be without him is disquieting.

I know the feeling.

So have you tried psychoanalysis before?

No.

My husband thinks it's baloney.

Oh, is that so?

Well, my specialty is

interpreting dreams.

What do you dream, Kendra?

To be honest,

I've dreamt of you before...

and me...

together.

Well, that's interesting.

And what do we do in those dreams?

I'm afraid you'll think me forward.

Oh, but you are forward.

Coming here in that dress?

Perhaps you should learn
to embrace your desires

so the two of us can finally be together.

Did you lose something?

I was wondering how long

you could play out this little charade.

Ah!

You show up on my doorstep,

and then my dagger goes missing?

You must think me stupid

not to suspect that
your powers had emerged.

Well, well, well.

An FBI agent moonlighting at the loony bin.

I'm afraid both of you boys

have some explaining to do

down at the station.

Who else have you brought
to the asylum tonight?

No one. No one! It's just me.

I hope you're better at lying

in your next life.

Oh, boy.

Just when you think you've seen everything.

Guess those missing kids
are no longer missing.

What have you done? Ah!

I released my test subjects.

The energy from the
meteorite has changed them.

I set out to build an
army as powerful as you.

Pity they didn't turn
out nearly as beautiful.

Oh, my God.

It's Jefferson.

Jefferson, it's... it's us!

Jax, don't make me do this.

Ah!

I'll deal with this lot.

Find Kendra now.

I can explain. Just not now.

Perhaps it will turn out better

in our next life, my love.

Are you okay?

It's time to go.

Not without Jefferson.

Or whatever's left of him.

Gideon was able to help me devise

a gene therapy that will hopefully

restore Jefferson and those at the asylum

to their former selves.

If genome bonding occurs,

we should know right away.

Course, we would never have
had the slightest chance

of saving him were it not for you.

Let's not get sentimental.

Another minute, and things might have

gone down very differently.

Despite your bravado, Mr. Snart,

the actions that I witnessed last night

were nothing short of heroic.

It's working.

Hey.

How are our friends doing over in Hall H?

Whatever Dr. Stein gave those creatures

seemed to have worked.

They're back to normal.

And you?

Not sure if I'm ever gonna
get fully back to normal.

Good.

Thank you...

for rescuing me.

Well, you rescued me first,

so now we're even.

You have to go, don't you?

I get it.

Should've known better
than to fall for a ninja.

Who knows? Maybe I'll be back one day.

And if so...

You know where to find me.

So I felt bad about trashing your dad's.

I thought this might make up for it.

You bought me a car?

I souped it up too.

In case of future monster attacks.

I wish you didn't have to go.

I don't belong here.

And neither do you.

Promise me you'll get out of this town.

The both of you.

Tommy!

It's a great big world out there, Betty.

And it's changing fast.

Maybe we'll catch up
down the road somewhere.

Hey. I was just packing up.

I thought you were back at the Waverider.

I just forgot something.

I forgot to say I'm sorry.

Look, I was wrong to think that I could

actually end Savage by myself.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Just slow down.

I made a mistake too.

I got so caught up playing house

that I forgot about
why we were really here.

And you will end Savage someday.

I guess the last thing

a 4,000-year-old
demigoddess needs

is an overprotective husband.

What she needs is a partner.

What do you say?

Partner.

Well, look who's up and around.

Mm, yeah.

I guess I owe you an apology.

Grey told me about what
happened back at the asylum.

You had the chance to
kill me, and you didn't.

After last night, I know
enough about being a monster

to know that you're not one.

Stop. I'm getting misty-eyed.

I just want you to know...

about what happened with Rory?

I get it.

You were protecting us.

And that doesn't make you a murderer.

It makes you a part of this team.

Jefferson, you should be resting.

Aw, man, I'm... I'm done laying around.

I just want to get the
hell out of Mayberry.

Agreed... we're still waiting on Sara

and the two lovebirds to get back.

Seems they've taken quite a shine to 1958.

What on earth?

Gideon?

Not this guy again.

Captain, Chronos has
breached the starboard hatch.

How is that possible?

Clearly, he's received some new toys

from his Time Master friends
since our last encounter.

Gideon, seal the bulkheads
from here until...

Grey, come on! Let's do this!

If we merge on the Waverider,

we could destroy the entire ship!

Um, are you not paying attention

to what Chronos is doing?

Fall back!

Get to the jump ship!

1958's swell and all,

but I miss the Internet...

and cell phones.

Uh...

what are they doing?

- Hey.
- Hey!

Where did they go?

Better question:

why did they leave us?

Sync and corrections by explosiveskull
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