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Gabba gabba hey!

Yeah. I know.

Very well done.

Target secured.

Now, where's our...
Where's our getaway?

Freeze!

Drop the weapon.

- Two against one.
Guy's got a death wish.

- Yeah, either that
or he's an idiot.

Either way, I'm
gonna enjoy this.

Thank you, Amar.

Hmm?

Hmm?

- Ah.
- Ah.

Mm.

- Think she could tell
we tried that recipe

40 times in Flashtime?

- No.
- Yeah, yeah.

- So another great babymoon
adventure in the books.

- Yeah, tomorrow, we do that
sunset cruise off Kauai,

and then Cabo for
a mezcal nightcap.

At this rate, we are definitely
gonna finish the list

before you're pregnant.

That's great.

CCPD Alert.

There was a break-in at
Corbin Taft Industries.

Do you want me to
drop you off at home?

- No, no, no, I'll go with.
I mean, Aariz could use

a day off from the
lab break-in beat.

- Okay. Can we
get a doggy bag?

- Okay.
- They don't do that.

- They don't do that?
- No.

Come on.

These plants are great.

Allegra?

Hi,
Chuck... and Khione.

- Have you ever noticed that
there is nothing natural

inside S.T.A.R. Labs?

I mean, there
aren't even windows.

Are we underground?

Yeah, I can't.

I'm on my way out, so...

Really? 'Cause...

I had a really great time

getting our groove on
the other night, and...

- I'm gonna take such
good care of you.

- We still haven't talked about
our other close encounter.

Oh, that is a lovely name.

Sure, later.

'Cause right now, you
have science to do.

- Oh, yeah, I did find
fragments of Mercer's boomerang

on the dance floor, and I was
gonna run some scans, but...

Great. We'll talk afterwards.

Okay?

I'll be around.

Somewhere.

Her name is Kesha.

No, it's Allegra.

Oh. Hello, Kesha.

Hi.

Why is Allegra afraid of you?

- Honestly, I...

I have no idea.

- Are you two not
friends anymore?

- Oh, no, no, we're
definitely still friends.

Or at least I...

I hope so.

Kesha, meet Bob.

Bob, Kesha.

- We ID'd three assailants
from a surveillance feed.

Wozzeck, Mercer, and a
Michelle Amar, AKA...

- Murmur, yeah... we did
a story on her last year.

She's a angry med student
turned serial killer

who has now teamed
up with a pair

of ruthless tech thieves.

- Well, Amar's definitely
got an upgrade.

These filings left
behind from her weapon,

they're almost impossible
to see without a microscope,

but I think they're
cutting-edge nanocircuitry,

just like the new
boomerangs Mercer is using.

And Wozzeck's new fiddle.

I just interviewed the
lab tech and asked him

what Amar and the others
might have wanted.

He said that a temporal
scanner is missing.

Um...

- It's a device that measures
radioactive half-lives.

It tells you what
year you're in.

Why would they need that?

Don't Rogues have calendar apps?

- Everything they've stolen...

The Roemer
accelerator battery...

The sonic gauntlets...

Now a temporal scanner?

They're all
components you'd need

to build a cosmic treadmill.

- Do I want to
know what that is?

- It's a machine that
uses kinetic energy

to open quantum wormholes
in space and time,

which is a lot of power
in the wrong hands.

Yeah, I didn't.

Godspeed used one in 2049

when he came back to our time.

- Now you're telling me a
trio of murderous lunatics

is trying to, what,
build a time machine?

Why?

- Whatever their goal is, it's
not all I'm worried about.

- There's something worse
than actual time bandits?

- If they take a cosmic
treadmill on a crime spree,

they could damage
the timeline itself.

Just one paradox could
permanently alter

the fabric of space-time.

- Great, 'cause I wasn't
worried enough before.

- I mean, they haven't
built this thing yet.

They're still missing
one major component,

a quantum vibration engine.

Treadmill won't work without it.

- Where can they
find one of those?

I don't know.

But I know someone who might.

- So you need a
vibration engine?

- Not us, no... the Rogues
that stole your gauntlets.

We think they're working
together to steal one.

- So that they can build
a more dangerous weapon,

one that could destroy
the entire timeline.

- Well, that sounds
super ominous.

Luckily, those jackasses will
have to get in line behind me.

- Don't tell us that
you're thinking of moving

into time travel too.

- Oof, no. I don't
need those headaches.

If I had a vibration
engine, I would supercharge

the new gauntlets
I'm working on.

Sadly, there's only one
such engine in existence...

Military-grade, worth a million,

and basically untouchable.

The DOD is keeping it
at a research facility

outside the city.

That's where they're headed.

- Maybe the Flash
could contact the DOD

and see if they could move it

to S.T.A.R. Labs
for safekeeping.

- Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

- General Eiling?
You know this guy?

Yeah, Team Flash had some...

rough encounters
with him in the past.

He's not gonna listen to us.

- So how do we stop them
from stealing the engine?

Well, that's obvious.

We just have to steal it first.

Hartley, I'm not
gonna get caught

stealing from the DOD.

Then don't send the Flash.

Mercer, Wozzeck,
and Amar teamed up

to steal this engine, so
how about we put together

a little team of
Rogues of our own?

Beat them to the punch?

- The vibrational engine's
locked inside a secure vault

in Fort L.U.K.I.A.

But the antechamber is outfitted

with a heavy-duty meta dampener.

So we want to get
inside that vault,

we need to cut the
dampener's power first.

Okay, and why can't Barry

just run there
and do it himself?

- Because the
dampener is powered

by four different generators.

They all need to be
disconnected simultaneously

in order for me to gain
access to the engine.

- Also, each generator has
its own unique power source...

Cold fusion,
thermal, you name it.

So we're gonna need
four specialists

to take the generators offline.

You mean four criminals.

Can't we take a beat and
find some other folks

that can help us?

There isn't time.

Tomorrow, the DOD's
running war games exercises

out by Masonville.

It's the one night all year
the fort will be understaffed

and our best chance
to make it inside.

But if you'd rather
let a time machine

fall into the hands of
three psychopaths...

That settles it.

We have to trust our own
Rogues to do the right thing.

- What if they
don't feel like it?

- Time and space
flow like a river.

If our enemies disrupt the flow,

then we could all drown.

They'll do the right thing.
What choice do they have?

- We don't have a choice either.

I know this plan is risky,

but if we go back to
the drawing board now,

it'll be too late
to get the engine

and keep the timeline safe.

We just need to find out
why these other Rogues

want it to begin with.

Okay. We'll work on that.

You two focus on recruiting
some old friends.

Yeah.

- All right, where
do we start, boss?

- Well, Mercer and the others
don't have a tech background,

so I'm guessing they
didn't wake up one morning

and say, "Hey, let's
build a time machine."

- So you still think
there's a partner.

- Yeah, someone that
we haven't met yet

who wants a cosmic treadmill
and is willing to bankroll

an entire operation to get it.

A benefactor.

- Chester, can you run
a comparative analysis

on the fragment from
Mercer's boomerang

with the filings that
Barry found on Amar's knife

and see if there's any
sort of connection there?

Yeah.

- Khione, do you
like scavenger hunts?

- I have no idea. But I
can't wait to find out.

- Because we need to see
if you and Allegra can see

if they've stolen any old
Rogue tech from the Starchives

to build their new weapons.

- I was hoping
that Allegra could

actually help me on this.

- Oh, I don't want
Khione to get lost.

Better get started.

So sorry about that.

There's your chia fusion oat
milk pumpkin spice latte,

hold the whip, iced,
not hot this time.

Sometimes, I can just
get too carried away.

Jaco.

Hey, it's Officer Barry Allen.

You probably don't remember me.

No, of course I do. Hey.

Yeah, you cleared my name
and you got my son back.

What's up, man?

- This is gonna sound
kind of strange,

but do you remember how you said

if I ever needed anything...

- Wow, okay. We need
your meta powers

to help save the city.

Hell yeah!

I hate this job.

Let's do this.

Let me get this straight.

You want me to help you

break into a high-tech facility,

a fortress no less,

to steal highly
classified technology?

And yet you won't help
me bring Frost back?

Forget about it.

- I see you're looking for her
at the bottom of that glass.

How's that working out for you?

- You know, if it
wasn't for you,

I could have got Frost
back and I wouldn't be

drinking alone
right now, would I?

I should kill you
for what you did.

What's stopping you? Bourbon?

Hey, hey, hey.

I know how much you're hurting.

But we need someone who can
shut down a thermal generator

before Mercer, Wozzeck,
and Amar gain the power

to destroy an entire timeline.

You've helped us before.

I'm asking you to do it again.

We need you now more than ever.

Yeah.

Wait, so you're in?

- I'm gonna do what Frost
would have wanted, yeah.

One thing, though.

I am not taking orders from him.

- Hey, it'll be easier
with our next recruit.

He'll trust me.

Okay.

This is trusting you?

- He just likes to
make an entrance.

Well, well, well,

if it isn't my old
friend, the Chemist.

Or should I say Officer Allen?

Who's the new sidekick?

- I'm nobody's sidekick.
I'm the Pied Piper.

- Ah, didn't recognize
you without the hood on.

- Hmm.
- Just like your mama's

not gonna recognize your faces

once my associates and I are
through rearranging them.

You know, I ended
up doing a stint

in Iron Heights because of you.

Yes.

How did you get out?

Easy. Turned state's witness.

Gave up the real mastermind

behind the CCPD
hostage situation,

got my
get-out-of-jail-free card.

You squealed on Amunet?

I thought she was
your soul mate.

True love is a lie.

Damn straight.

Goldface's only sidekick
is cold, hard cash.

He ain't some bleeding heart.

Ain't it the truth.

- And he sure as hell
doesn't stay up all night

reading "Dr.
Zhivago," then sobbing

when Yuri dies
before finding Lara.

Damn it, Carver!

You were told that
in confidence.

Book club will
remain a safe space.

Anyway, bye-bye.

No, no, wait.

I'm on another undercover
assignment as the Chemist.

I need to stop a
new group of Rogues

from punching a hole
in the timeline.

- You talking about the
three that have been

pulling tech heists all week?

- Yeah, I mean, if they
finish this machine,

they could go back in
time and steal your turf

before you even got in the game.

- Help us and you can
level the playing field

before that happens.

As the old proverb goes,

"The enemy of my
enemy is my friend."

- Yeah.
- Fine, Chemist.

What's your plan?

Um...

Well, it's kind of a work
in progress right now,

but here's what we're thinking.

- Looks like Goldface
has a few friends.

- Well, just like
the boss thought.

They'll find out soon enough.

And then, they'll scream.

- Lot of gold in
these walls, Allen.

I'm supposed to believe
that you can afford all this

on a public servant's salary?

No, I'm missing something.

I'm gonna find out
what it is too.

Oh, you have no idea.

- Hang on, didn't you knock over

my operation back in 2016?

Operation?

Please, the place looked
like a farmers market.

Can we settle this later?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- You listen to
the man, all right?

This is a serious mission.
We're gonna save lives today.

- Aren't you the fool that
opened up an active volcano

underneath Central City?

- Oh, yeah, right after he
killed my favorite bartender.

- I was cleared
of those charges.

You're not the smartest
guy in the room.

Exactly. I am.

So if I could have everyone's
attention, the plan...

- Your bar plays terrible music!

- Excuse me?
- You cost me more gold

- than I can lift.
- Disco is dead, dude.

Can't be that much, then.

- Guys!
- Who cares?

The plan.

Ah.

Thank you.

- So you're sure the same
person made all three weapons.

No doubt.

Mercer's boomerang,
Wozzeck's violin,

even Amar's knife,
all uniquely designed,

but I still can't track where
they've been manufactured

or by who.

- This is my last chance to
break a story of a lifetime,

and all I have is
a bunch of tech

that nobody understands.

I am going
to take five.

What's with folks today?

- So then the four of you
will disable the generators

while I use my s...

CSI know-how

to open the vault
and grab the engine.

Any questions?

- What happens once we
score the vibration engine?

Who gets it?

- No one... no one gets it.

We'll bring it back
to S.T.A.R. Labs.

And then I'll return it to
the DOD as soon as possible.

- That engine's
worth a cool mil.

If I'm gonna risk my
hard-earned freedom to get it,

I want my cut.

- Guys, we all know that
if anybody should get it,

it's me.

I'm the only cryogenics
engineer in this room,

and, Barry, you know I
will put it to good use.

- Guys, nobody's
taking the engine.

- Well, now, I know
stealing's wrong, Bar,

but, you know, I
could use my cut

to put Harold through college.

- Higher education, probably
a stretch for your offspring.

- Say that again, buddy.
- Okay, hey.

- Look, if anybody deserves
that engine, it's me.

- Oh, my God.
- I came up with the plan.

- I've been after it for months.
- Yeah, why?

So you can sell it for yourself?

Oh, I don't need money.

Tech like that could push my
new gauntlets off the charts...

To protect my team.

- Uh-huh. Yeah.

- I'm doing this for
me, not your crew.

- There he is, the guy who
sold out the woman he loves.

You got a big mouth.

Mm.

Pretty too.

Good thing there's
no gold in these.

That won't make a difference.

Hey, hey!

Nobody is taking the engine.

We're changing the
plan, all right?

No more splitting up.
I'm sticking with you.

Okay, we're all gonna
stick together, which means

I will be with all of you
every step of the way.

- You know, gentlemen, he
doesn't seem to trust us.

Wanna know why?

We're just a bunch
of criminals to him.

You don't trust me either?

- Guys, this mission
is too important

to risk screwing up.

- Well then maybe
you shouldn't be

a part of it, Officer Allen.

You can't be serious.

This is a five-person plan.
Okay? You need me too.

- Oof, not if I
built a cryo-circuit

to disable the
thermal generator.

See, 'cause then I could
take the engine myself...

yeah, and make this
a four-man job.

- Looks like you've
got a mutiny, Caesar.

- Guys, if we don't
get this engine first,

the whole timeline is at stake.

We have to work together.

Oh, we will.

Jaco.

Jaco.

I'm sorry, Barry.

If you can't trust us,

we can't trust you.

The whole team's gone.

And it's my fault.

- Let me guess, they
didn't want Big Brother

watching their every move.

- I've reworked this
plan from every angle.

I can't get the
engine without them.

- Maybe they'll get it
before the other Rogues do?

Yeah, but if they don't,

the Rogues are gonna
finish the treadmill,

and then the whole timeline
will be in jeopardy.

Do you have any leads
on a benefactor?

No. All dead ends.

I guess we're both
running out of time.

I wish we were back in Paris.

Mm.

Hey, what is it?

- Lately, our lives have
been all about what's coming

and how we can accomplish

all of these tasks before
little Nora gets here,

but there's nothing for me
to accomplish by myself.

And I'm just worried that
once we become parents...

You won't have time.

That's why you wanted to
come to the crime scene,

why you've been pushing
yourself so hard

to find out who's
bankrolling the Rogues.

Yeah.

I just feel like
if I don't break

one more big story
before Nora comes,

that I might not get the chance.

Hey,

when you're pregnant,
and afterward,

when you're a mom,

you will still have time
to pursue your dreams.

Because when you need
that time, I'll be there

to change diapers

or stay up with a bottle
for late feedings.

Or I'll fight crime on
three hours of sleep.

- I want you to have everything.

- Yeah, I want that
for you too, Barry.

I think it's easier
said than done.

- I know, but we just
have to trust that

just like we're making time
for us as a couple now,

we'll also continue to
help each other grow.

Two Pulitzers, remember?

Maybe three.

Maybe three.

Maybe we're not the only ones

who need the freedom to
follow our own paths.

Yeah, you're right.

I mean, I was so worried

about whether or not we
could trust these Rogues.

Now I need to give them
a reason to trust me.

Iris, stop the presses!

I've always
wanted to say that.

- Chester, look, about
earlier, I'm sorry

for pushing you too hard...

Oh, no, no. Thanks for that.

But turns out that was
just the push I needed.

So the Rogues' new toys
resemble advanced prototypes

being developed by the
most revolutionary company

in the game, Wayne Enterprises.

As in Gotham City?

How would the benefactor
get their hands on that?

I don't know.

But it looks like we
need to call Gotham.

- Ah, the fresh air just
makes me feel so alive.

And it's the perfect break
from our scavenger hunt.

Those Starchives are
really dark and gloomy.

- And we would have
been done by now

had you not asked a question
about every single gadget.

Do I make you uncomfortable?

- I did vote against
you staying around,

so makes it kind of awkward.

Not for me.

Do I remind you of
Caitlin, or Frost?

Were you two close?

- I have a complicated
relationship with family,

as in I don't have one.

And Frost was the closest
thing I had to a big sister.

And now I'm in this situation,

and I don't have anyone
to talk about it with.

- Is the situation with Chester?

Because you were
avoiding him earlier.

Are you in love with him?

What? No.

- I mean, he seems very
nice and very smart.

He's a genius...

and a really good kisser.

But I can't get involved
right now, so...

- Do you want to kiss him again?

I could talk to him for you.

- No, I'll...

I'll figure it out.

I see.

You're a daffodil.

A what?

A daffodil.

A daffodil seed doesn't
want to be hurt either,

so it clings to the
stem, when really,

in order for it to
grow, it should let go

so it can be carried by the wind

and blossom into a flower.

- You guys got
room for one more?

- Look, Barry, this
isn't a good idea.

I was wrong.

We're gonna follow
Hartley's plan, split up.

Look, as soon as you all started

fighting over the engine,
I took the easy way out.

I gave up on all of
you, instead of trusting

we could come up
with a fair solution.

- Okay. What might
that be exactly?

- Hartley's gonna
get the engine.

Yes!

- As long as he
promises only to use it

to keep his team safe.

Yeah.

- And pays you all 1/4
million each in compensation.

What?

- You said you didn't
need the money.

That's a fair trade.

Hang on.

Something's rotten in Denmark.

We left the city hours ago.

How were you able
to catch up with us?

And why do we need to
disable meta dampeners

so you can do "forensics"?

Dude, come on.

Even I figured
it out.

Barry Allen's the Flash.

They have the same
Jitters order.

- Officer Chemist is the...

Yeah, no, I see it now.

- All right, is there
anything else, gentlemen,

or do you think maybe
we should proceed?

- Just don't drop my engine
when we get in there.

- Okay, he always thinks
we're gonna drop something.

- Anybody hungry?
- I could eat.

Dampener's live.

I've got eyes on the vault.
Is everybody in position?

Affirmative.

Let's get this party started.

Ready to ice this sucker.

Time to light this match.

Okay.

Three, two, one, go.

Feel those gold circuits fry.

Come on, boys!

We got this!

It's working. Keep going.

I've got it.

Time to go.

What happened?

The generator's back on.

- Nuh-uh. No,
mine's still down.

- Same here.
- Who dropped the ball?

Sorry, not sorry, Barry.

- You want the
engine for yourself.

- Mm-mm. It's for
my benefactor.

Why am I not surprised?

Barry, I'm on my way.

Game over, Barry Allen.

Why are you doing this?

- You're never gonna
help me bring back Frost.

So I had no choice

but to join up with
someone who will.

For the record, my new boss
found me at O'Shaughnessy's

right before you did, Speedo.

Made me an offer
I couldn't refuse.

Look, I know you feel like

you've lost Frost
all over again...

Shut up!

You do not know
what it feels like

to lose the only person
who's ever loved you.

Think you can make it?

Run, Barry, run.

- It didn't have to be this way.

Finally somebody
worth killing, huh?

- Now, Captain, it's gonna
take more than a few toys

to take me down.

- I got the
package. Time to go.

You're lucky I'm in a rush.

Could've had some fun.

What the hell?

LIPS suck, by the way.

You should try
listening to a real band

like Joy Division.

- They're very influential to
the industrial metal scene.

- Oh, don't bands-plain
to me, hesher.

I'm saying they inspired

my new favorite band,
Nine Inch Nails.

- No way. That's
my favorite band.

Wait... what?

I like your jacket.

I like your hair.

I like your chain wallet.

- Rendezvous is in
one minute, so hustle.

No. Baby.

- See you in the
mosh pits, hot stuff.

- They're making
off with the engine.

Sorry, Barry.

No, they're not.

- Where's our cold
boy on the inside?

Is this him?

We have to jet, now.

Nobody's going anywhere.

Hand over the engine.

Sorry, Goldilocks.

But I am all out of porridge.

What are we gonna do?

Can we really take
on all of them?

Yeah, we can.

Together.

What?

Thawne?

- Where's your speed now, Flash?

- So the Rogues' new
partner is a speedster?

Yeah.

It was the scariest
thing I've ever seen.

And it gets worse.

He's using negative speed,
which is how he was able

to dampen my speed
for a few minutes.

- Why would a speedster
need a time machine?

"And darkness and decay

and the Red Death held
illimitable dominion over all."

Edgar Allan Poe.

Then you know the story.

Seven revelers at a masquerade,

killed by the stranger
in their midst.

- Look, I know what
you're all thinking.

But this is about more
than stealing tech now.

This new speedster, I
don't know who he is yet.

I don't know why he wants
to build a time machine.

But Team Flash can't
stop him on their own,

especially now if he
has his own Rogue army.

I need your help.

All of you.

- Barry, this is not
what we signed up for.

But...

you know, I have a son to
keep safe in this town.

So I guess if you need me...

Fine.

I always did like a
good underdog story.

- That, and if Central
City gets leveled,

you're out of business.

I said I'd help.

- Find out who this guy
is, find out his weakness,

then call us.

- I guess trusting them
wasn't a bad idea after all.

Yeah, I know.

I just keep thinking,
this speedster,

what if they're the new
Negative Speed Force Avatar?

- Yeah, I feel like we just
got rid of the last one.

There's something else.

There was a symbol on his armor.

It looked like a bat.

- Barry, we have
to talk to Chester.

- So I just got off the
phone with Luke Fox.

Mercer's boomerang,
Amar's knives,

even Wozzeck's funky violin,

Luke thinks they all resemble
advanced WayneTech designs.

But their nano-tech foundations
are beyond bleeding-edge.

- So he has no idea
who we're up against.

- What about this new
speedster wearing a bat symbol?

- Team Bat's never fought
a baddie dressed like that.

But they have some
drama of their own.

A few weeks ago, Ryan
Wilder went out on patrol.

She never came back.

- We got a new
speedster in a bat suit,

and Batwoman is missing?

Could that be a coincidence?

Okay, so what do we do now?

We find this new speedster.

And we stop him.

Got you your engine.

- Oh, and now you
want a prize, abs?

- I think he needs
a little upgrade

on his little bracelets.

- All right, look, I kept
my end of the bargain.

It's time for you to
give me what I want.

- Mm...
- All right, fine.

Guess I'll take this little
puppy over to the Flash, then.

That would be a mistake.

- Then give me what
you said you would,

a way to bring Frost back.

After my mission is complete.

That wasn't the deal.

It is now.

- How am I even supposed
to trust you, huh?

I mean, we don't
even know who you are

underneath that mask.

I will tell you who I am.

I am vengeance.

Greg, move your head.