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- 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.

- Of course.

Us ladies got to stick
together.

- How the hell am I supposed
to build this thing

if we're not even
on the factory floor?

- First day?
- Unfortunately.

- With that attitude,
we can make it your last day.

- What is the point of us
staying?

- Look, I'm with you.

This sucks.

Or we might've
just been handed a gift.

- You have a sad definition
of gift.

- No, we can build the parts
we need here.

We need to smuggle them out.

We just got handed
our Trojan horse.

- I hate you.
- I hate you too.

- Good.

Shift starts at 8:00,
ends at 8:00.

- What about breaks?

- Take that up
with the complaint box.

- Okay, Where's that?

- Right next
to the champagne fountain.

- What the hell is this for?

- I don't know
where you're from

with that city attitude
and country hairstyle,

but here, we're professionals.

We do the job our nation
needs us to do,

and we look right
while we're doing it.

- Oh, I missed you.
- Me too.

- Oh.

- She's talking to her phone.

- Yeah, I got that.

- Oh, hey, Nate.
Congrats on the big move.

All the ancestors
are super pumped.

- Uh-huh.

- Well, most of them.

- Who's not pumped?

Uncle Arjomand.

- Oh, come on, guys.

Haven't met
an uncle I couldn't schmooze.

- Yeah, see, Amoo Arjomand--
he's like 400 years old.

He's essentially unschmoozable.

If he doesn't like you,

he could have you kicked
out of the totem.

- Is that legal?

- I don't know or understand

the rules of the totem,
so, yeah.

- Okay.
So what do I do?

- Show him respect.
- Okay.

- How much do you know
about Persian culture?

- Full disclosure, eh.

- Hello, Legends?
I'm parched.

Can someone bring me
some water?

Preferably sparkling?

- Is that?
- Long story.

Bishop dropped in
and--and hold up.

This could be the perfect
ta'arof teachable moment.

- What's ta'arof?

- Ta'arof is an Iranian custom,

the heart of Persian etiquette
and hospitality.

Having a guest in the house
is the perfect opportunity

for you to learn all about it.

- Okay, regular water
will be just fine.

Well, regular ice water

with a pinch of salt
for electrolytes.

- Oh, this guy's going to make
this quite a challenge.

Good luck.

- Hey, do those look like
2-inch I-beams to you?

- Maybe.

- I wanna snag one
and bring to Spooner.

Can you handle this?

- Uh, yeah, sure.

- Hey, new gal, I'm going
to the little girl's.

Can you cover me?

- Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.

- Wait, what are?
Oh, it's fine.

Did somebody...

I just need
a new, okay, that's okay.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, that's not good.

Oh, no.

♪

- Hey!

What's going on over here?

You stealing?

Empty your pockets.

♪

- Huh.

All right, back to work.

- There you guys are.

I've been looking everywhere
for you.

Oh.

Look, you guys don't have
to do this, all right?

We'll find another way.

- Just put the part in the bin.

- Yeah, I can't do
the welding here,

but we can sneak
the parts out in the trash

and work back in the manor.
- All right.

You say the word,
we'll find another way.

- Just proud to do our part

for the
"get our asses home" effort.

- I know what y'all are up to.

- Sorry, we can explain.

- Look, I get it.

None of us
want to be stuck sweeping.

- Meaning?

♪

- You see that door
marked "out of order?"

When machines get thrown out,
we fix them up in there.

We've built a grade-A workshop,
taught ourselves to be as good

as any one of those Rosies.

The shop's yours.
Just don't be stupid about it.

Get your work done.
Am I clear?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Yes, ma'am.

- All right.

- Okay, get in there
and do your thing.

- I will cover your shift.
- You sure?

- Just get me home.

- I got you.

- When Bishop gets out
of the shower,

we will offer him some tea.

Big part of ta'arof
is making your guests

feel welcome in your home.

A real
"mi casa es su casa" vibe.

- But what if you're the guest?
- Good question.

When your host offers
you something, you must deny it

at least three times
before accepting it.

- That's not insulting?
- No!

It shows respect and
consideration toward your host.

You don't wanna be imposing
or seem expectant.

- Okay, if I'm being
totally honest,

it just seems like
you're all lying to each other.

- Yes, you're starting
to get it.

It is all a performance,
except in this case,

you're both
the actor and the audience.

I know it's supes confusing,
but that's how it's done, so...

- Nate, would you like any tea?

- Oh, tea.

It's like you read my mind.

Two sugars.
Don't steep it for too long.

- I just smuggled
those back from the totem.

That's 600 GSM Egyptian cotton.

- No wonder my hair's
still wet.

I usually use something denser.
Oh.

- If I may.

- Mmm.

Nope, I forgot to say
I can't drink caffeine.

It makes me jittery.
Do you have anything herbal?

- I can arrange that.

- Great.
Just bring it up to my room.

Definitely invest
in some 800 GSM towels.

You won't regret it.

- Great job, ladies.

See you in two days
for the next one.

Keep up the good work.

- We have to make a new one
of these every two days?

- I hope Esther and Spooner
are making progress.

- I did it.

- Don't we need,
like, 18 of these?

- Yeah, well, 17 now.

- We are never getting
out of here.

- Sir, the First Lady's office
called again.

She's insistent about seeing
the factory in action.

- Tell them I don't need
a babysitter.

- The injection molder
is down again.

But I have the work order
right here.

It just needs your stamp.

- I don't know what you girls
keep doing to these machines

that I have to keep
fixing them all the time.

You know that costs money?

- Of course, sir.
We're all doing our best.

- Just wish it was
a little better.

Give the order to Ms. Godfree.
I'll get it in the morning.

- Hey, what does
an injection molder do?

- It makes custom metal parts.

- Like this?
- Hypothetically.

- So with one stamp
on one work order,

we could have a machine
making all of our parts

and get out of here
in less than 48 hours.

- What about being invisible?
- Oh, come on.

What is the worst
that could happen?

Warn me if he comes back.

♪

Permuto.

♪

- No, no, Mr. Staples,
you can't go in there.

- I can go into my office
whenever I want.

I know my keys are in here.

You.

What are you doing in here?

As if this isn't bad enough

that I have women
working in my factory,

now I have coloreds
robbing my office.

I told them your type
is always trouble.

You're fired.

♪

- Okay, what is it?
- Ah!

- Astra?
- I know.

I got mad
and did something stupid.

And now the whole mission
is at stake.

You don't have to tell me
I screwed up.

I've told myself
a million times already.

- Okay, okay,
what did he do to you?

- Just the usual racist,
sexist stuff,

and then he came
toward me, and poof.

- You know,
he's kinda giving me,

like, a creepy
John Travolta vibes.

- Yeah, let's cover him up.

- So what was the spell?

- It wasn't a spell, exactly,
more like a--a feeling.

- And any idea when
it's gonna wear off?

- Nope.

- Actually, you might've made
things easier on us.

- How?

- His job is to
run the factory, right?

- Mm-hmm.

- Well, now that's our job,

which means
we get to make our parts.

And as long as
we stay on schedule,

we won't alert Evil Gideon.

- Okay, well, tomorrow's
gonna be a very long day.

We should get some food,
get some sleep.

- You two go.
If we're gonna run a factory,

one of us should probably
figure out how.

This is my mess,
and I'm gonna clean it up.

- Got it.

- Oh, 2040s phone?

So retro.
- Yeah.

- And you're playing
Pastry Smash?

I love that game.

- Here's
another important lesson.

When a guest
compliments something,

it's customary for the host
to give it to them.

It shows equality
and mutual respect

between the two.

- No.

- Now, you got me
wanting to play.

- Sure, just don't run
the battery down.

Thank you.

- Oh, my goodness,
I'm starving.

What did you guys make?

- Why is he down here?

- I'm learning
about Persian culture

so I can win over
cranky uncles.

- Bishop's my teachable moment.

- You're lucky I love you two.
- Aw, I love you.

Here's some
complex carbohydrates.

- Oh, thank you.
- Salad.

- You eat food?
How human are you?

- Biologically, I'm 100% human.

- Well, so then, how computer
are you?

- Also 100%,

which is confusing
mathematically,

but accurate metaphorically.

- Hmm.

- Remarkable, remarkable.
You've done it.

Fantastic work, dear girl.
Fantastic.

- Yeah, don't sound
so surprised.

- All right, Master Green.

If you'd be so kind as
to locate us

a pair of torch lights,
we shall proceed presently

to the woods,
where we shall begin our work.

- Actually, no need.
Astra's got you covered.

Wait until you two see
the workspace

that she locked down for you.

- Good morning, boss.

Sarah told me to tell you
that the Eagle has landed,

which is secret code
for "Gary and Gwyn

have set up the time machine
in the loading bay."

Why do humans
have secrets anyway?

- Because there are some things
people don't want

everyone to know, and, judging
by these balance sheets,

Mr. Staples had
about a thousand of them.

If we're gonna divert
the injection molder

to make our parts and still
deliver a plane in 48 hours,

with--we need

to get this factory
running more efficiently.

- Well, I've just calculated
over 50 different options,

but perhaps
we should ask the ladies.

- Good morning, ladies.

Starting today, we are
putting out a complaint box.

Now, please don't hold back.
Help us help you.

Hmm?
Come on.

♪

- Thank you, Gideon.
How's all going down there?

- Humming along.

Job well done, Astra.

This place is getting better
by the hour.

Efficiency is so much higher
than before.

- We can do better
than efficient.

♪

- You've gotta be kidding me.

- What's it say, George?

- Factory is integrated,
effective immediately.

Mr. Staples has gone too far.

- I'll say.
We quit.

Right, ladies?

♪

Come on, George.

♪

- Screw him.
- That was half the workforce.

How are we supposed
to keep production on track?

- We can't.

And if we can't deliver,
we lose the DOD contract.

No contract, no jobs.

- You know,
this ain't your fault.

- I didn't say it was.

Is Mr. Staples in?

- He is unavailable
at the moment.

- This is urgent.
He needs to fix this.

- Wait, wait, wait.
You really can't go in there.

- What are you doing in here?

And where is Mr. Staples?

- He is indisposed.

- Indisposed?
Half his workforce just quit.

I-I don't like this.
I am going to the foreman.

- Wait, just wait, listen.

I--I don't know exactly
what happened to Mr. Staples,

but when I found him like this,

I realized there
was an opportunity.

No one questions a work order
with his stamp.

There was a chance to make
this factory better,

so I took it.

- You ordered the integration?

- I couldn't have them treat us

like second-class citizens
or worse.

I just--I didn't think that
all those women would walk out.

- I am pushing the same mop
you are.

Young ones like you think
it's all about now.

It's not.

We are all just branches
on a tree.

There are some below us,
some yet to come.

This war gave us a chance

to finally wake
this country up.

But that doesn't
happen overnight.

Slow and steady progress,
that's sustainable progress.

- You don't stick a knife
in a man's back nine inches,

and then pull it out six inches
and call it progress.

It's torture.

- What good is change
if it doesn't last?

Without those women,
the plane won't get finished,

and the DOD
will pull our contract.

- So your team can't finish
the plane?

- I didn't say that.

I mean, maybe we can.

Maybe if we work
around the clock,

maybe if someone brought meals,
coffee, some cots for breaks.

- Maybe, huh?

- Heh.
We can do it.

But what's it matter?

Once top brass finds out,

they're
going to fire us anyway.

- You take care of the plane,

I will make sure
you keep your jobs.

Deal?

- Probably the straight dumbest
thing I've ever said yes to.

Deal.

♪

-

♪ All the day long,
whether rain or shine ♪

- Hit that rivet
and get to work.

- ♪ She's a part
of the assembly line ♪

♪ She's making history
working for victory ♪

♪ Rosie, rrr, the riveter

♪ Keeps a sharp lookout
for sabotage ♪

♪ Sitting up there
on the fuselage ♪

♪ That little frail can do

♪ More than a male can do

♪ Rosie, rrrr, the riveter

♪

- Ah-da-da-da-da-da.

♪

- Sandwiches.

- ♪ Rosie, Rosie, Rosie

♪ The riveter

♪ On the assembly line

♪

- Special delivery
for a special lady.

- Thank you
for all the sandwiches

and sorry I got us
into this mess.

- Apology rejected.

What you've
done here is incredible.

- Yeah, incredibly stupid.

I freaked out,

petrified a man with magic
that I don't even understand,

and I-I let my anger jeopardize
the livelihoods

of all these women.

What are you doing?

- Trying to see the world
from your perspective.

- Okay.

- 'Cause from where I stand,

I see a woman who is not afraid
to speak her mind,

who not only fights
for herself,

but fights for others.

Me, I'm a lover.

My life would be a lot easier
if I was a little more Astra.

- Who is pushing you around?
- It's my own fault.

I'm teaching Nate
the Persian custom of ta'arof

by demonstrating how to be
a good host to Bishop.

- The guy who blew up our ship?
- I can't help it.

Ta'arof is a way
of life for me.

I love making people
feel welcome.

But with Bishop,

I just feel like
he's taking advantage of me.

- Shocking.

- What do you do
with guys like that?

- Hmm.

Has he been here
the whole time?

- Yeah.

You wanna know
what I see from my perspective?

A great guy.

And your tradition
is part of that.

But it's also a way for you
to avoid conflict.

Just stand up to him.

What is the worst
that could happen?

He's already tried
to invade Earth

with a scourge of lizard people.

- Thanks, Astra.

- You're welcome, Behrad.

♪

I should go
and check on the floor.

- Yeah, me too.

The dinner rush
is right around the corner.

- Okay, ladies,
home stretch.

Our inspection
is this afternoon.

How you holding up?

- Well, I can skip arm day.

- I can't feel my arms.

- Oh, thank you.

- Milk? Sugar?

- Got anything stronger?

- No.

- I'm asleep on my feet.

We're never gonna finish
this in time.

- It was nice having
Mr. Staples believe in us,

but feels like
we're just letting him down.

- Hey, come on.

You're here
because you deserve to be,

not because Mr. Staples
said you could be.

24 hours ago, this was
an empty hangar, and now look.

When this war is over,

who knows
where you're gonna end up?

But no matter
what happens to you,

you will always have
this moment.

The moment when you built
a plane with your own hands.

And not because
some boring white man

says you were allowed to,

but because you always knew
that you could.

Now let's finish this airplane!

♪

- Oh, yum. Doughnuts.

Would you mind
making some gluten-free?

- Find my inner Astra.
No.

- Great, just let me know
when they're finished.

- No, I mean,

I'm not making you
a gluten-free doughnut.

I'm not making
any kind of doughnut.

These are for the Rosies.

- Are you mad at me?

- Yes, I'm mad at you.

I'm trying to be a good host,

and you're making it
very, very hard.

I know you've been
through a lot,

but so have all of us,
because of you.

And now we're all doing
our part here,

and you're doing nothing.

- I have something to show you

that might make up
for my rudeness.

- Where's he rushing off to?

- He's got something
to show me.

- I hope it's my phone.

Oh, wow.
It is my phone.

- I think it's safe to say was.

- It's a navigational interface
for your time machine.

Look, I--I recognized
the problem

as soon as we crashed.

The machine lacks the ability

to compute the nearly infinite
simultaneous variables

required to make
an accurate jump.

So I built this.

- This can calculate

the infinite variables
of time travel?

- No, it can't.
But Gideon can.

And with this
neural communicator,

she can control the machine.

- Whoa.

- I'm sorry I didn't tell you
I was working on it.

I'm--I'm not great
at human relationships.

Might explain my fascination
with clones.

Thank you for calling me out.

Friends?

- Friends.

- Out of respect
to my phone, no.

- Colonel Dawson's transport
has arrived.

- Three more hex nuts
and she's done.

We're cutting it close.

And done.
Ladies, we did it.

- Whoo!
- Yes.

- What the hell
is going on here?

♪

What day is it?

Why have half
my workers gone AWOL?

And tell me this.

Why are there colored women
working the line?

Get out, get out,
get out, all of you.

- This is exactly what I said
would happen.

I did my part.
What about you, young one?

- Here comes my part now.

- Eleanor Roosevelt!

-
Mrs. First Lady.

- Mr. Staples,
I'm honored to be here.

It's a true privilege
to meet you and the women

who are keeping our boys safe.

I hope you don't mind.

The people
from "Time" magazine

wanted to join us
on this momentous occasion.

- Of course not,
Mrs. First Lady.

- So, Colonel, no need to stand
on ceremony on our account.

Let's examine
this magnificent creature.

- Right this way,
Mrs. Roosevelt.

♪

- Pleasure to meet you.
So nice to see you.

- I--I don't see
how Eleanor Roosevelt

has anything to do
with us keeping our jobs.

- A good guest can make
a good host.

- Is that a riddle?

- Just watch.

- Wonderful.

A break table
on the work floor.

Wise way to keep
the workers energized.

- And we converted
the men's bathrooms

so the women
didn't have to walk as far.

- We did?
- Inspiring.

- But--but no, this plane--

it wasn't built
by our regular girls.

This one is no good.

- And what do you say, Colonel?

- Never seen a finer plane
come off the line.

- There you have it.

An integrated workforce and
fine American craftsmanship.

We'll have this
on the cover of "Time."

This factory will be a showcase
for the world,

a model for the industry.

Don't change a thing,
Mr. Staples,

I have my eye on you.

So congratulations to you all.

Now let's get that picture.

You too, Mr. Staples.

♪

Aren't we lucky ladies

to have such strong,
intelligent men in our lives?

- Thank you.

- Everyone say "Rosie."

Rosie!

- Now I'll--I'll tell you what.
- What?

- You made
a pretty kick-ass boss.

- Okay, I can't tell.
Is that your serious voice

or "you're making fun
of me" voice?

- Oh, just take the compliment.
Come on.

- Oh, God.

♪

- Boys, we got something
for you, Doc.

- Is that a Speak & Spell?

- It's
a neural navigational system.

- You dropped a toilet
on my time machine.

I don't have to talk to you.

- Look, you have a problem.

Your machine can travel.
You just can't tell it where.

But with this,
Gideon can navigate it.

All she has to do is think
where she wants to go, and...

The device can read
all of Gideon's thoughts.

- That shirt really brings out
Gary's eyes,

and those pants
accentuate his butt.

- Now I think I understand
why humans keep secrets now.

- That's called shame.

And there's no shame
in the game.

Those pants
do accentuate his butt.

- If you'll allow me
to install it,

I should have you ready
to jump in 30 minutes.

- Yes, yes, ready.

Well, then, you be gentle
with her now, okay?

Because she's
very, very delicate.

♪

- Hey, that Bishop guy's
an odd duck.

Smart, though.

Definitely Legends material.

- Yup, speaking of odd ducks,
when were you guys

gonna mention
that our new roomie

is like
a beard-o version of John?

- What? Gwyn?

Sorry, Z, I don't see it.

- No, I say he's more of a Rip.

♪

- Refined sugar and carbs?

- Oh, no, thank you.
- Just a small piece.

- I can't.
- Just take it.

- If you insist.

- Ah.
- Ah!

To moving in.

- You know you can't drink
in the totem, right?

♪

- I could dance all night,

but I'd hate myself
in the morning.

Guess we showed them.

- Yeah, I guess we did that.

- That man is not gonna
make it easy for us out here.

- He didn't make it easy
for you before.

- You're right.

What I said earlier

about young ones like you
throwing caution to the wind.

- I know, I know.

- Don't stop.

♪

Keep it your way.

It's beautiful.

♪

- Did you guys hear?

Eleanor Roosevelt's
going to Congress.

She's gonna push to integrate
all the factories.

- What?
- Amazing.

- Two years before
the original timeline, too.

- Wait, what did you just say?

- I said two years
before the ori--

oh.

♪

- She's here.

- Oh, no, we have to make
a jump, now.

- I can't leave the Legends.
- We won't.

We're gonna jump to them.

- I'm scared.
I can't do it.

- Okay, just close your eyes.
Listen to my voice.

Pick one spot
on the factory floor

and see the walls,
the tiles on the floor.

Do you have it?

- I think so.

♪

- All right, come on,
time machine's this way.

And now it's that way.

- They could've parked closer.

- Run!

♪

- Go, go!
Get down.

- Who the hell are these guys?

- I counted 4 muzzle flares,
but if it was me,

I'd put two in the perimeter,
so that puts us at 6.

- Our Father, who art
in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

- No, no, no, I'm not gonna die
in a factory.

- It's okay.

- They've got us pinned.

- Hey, I could turn to steel
and get to the time machine.

- Maybe you and Nate
should run.

Gwyn's machine works.
You can come back.

- I already told you,
I am not leaving you again.

♪

- Go, go, come on.

♪

- Come on.

♪

- Bishop, let's go.

♪

- Go.
- Where to, captain?

Home!

♪

- We have two down.

- Where's the target?

- Bishop's been eliminated.
Legends got away.

- Damn it.

Get these two
to the med bay ASAP.

Those Legends might have
got away this time,

but mark my words,,

those suckers are gonna pay
for this.

♪

- Greg, move your head.