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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.

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Mm.

Nailed it.

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.

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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?

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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.

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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.

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