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You just had to build
a fire, didn't you?

How was I supposed
to know they'd see it?

You do know fire makes light, right?

Arrêtez!

- Oui.
- Adieu.

I think that's Lieutenant Louis Coulon.

He's the only man George Washington

- has ever surrendered to. He...
- No. No history.

Not right now.

Hey.

Careful with that.

- He doesn't speak English.
- I don't care.

Okay. Okay. Obviously, the
situation is not ideal...

Not ideal is having french
fries without ketchup.

This has been three days
of trudging through the mud,

bitten by bugs I can't identify,

eating meat I don't want to identify...

Three days of listening to you whine.

- Hey. Come on.
- Really, G.I. Joe?

I don't like it either but,
Flynn is still out here somewhere,

and if we're gonna find him, we're
gonna have to work together, okay?

Work together? Really?
'Cause Rufus is over there...

Hey!

... recording us for Rittenhouse.

Yeah, we're really working
together, aren't we?

How do you say, "I had sex
with your mother" in French?

You don't, unless you're trying
to get us killed right now.

I'm trying to do my job.

J'ai couchée avec ta mère.

Hey, Pierre.

J'ai couchée avec ta mère.

Très bien, you son of a bitch.

Oh, hey, I forgot.
Hand me that recorder.

There. Now we can say
whatever the hell we want.

Wha...

What am I supposed to say to Mason?

Tell him you lost it.

And you think he's just gonna buy that?

I don't know.

You know, we still haven't even
figured out why Flynn's here.

I don't know. It's hard to say.

Basically, the French and Indian War

was the French with their Indian
allies fighting the British.

A 22-year-old George Washington
was fighting for England.

So this is about young
George Washington?

Or maybe Flynn wants to
change the outcome of the war?

So, what? We become
United States of France?

Lots of attitude, no one
picks up their dog poop?

Hey.

What, did you write a book
on France or something?

Whatever Flynn was gonna do,
he's probably already done it.

That's comforting.

Place them all around.

Hey, I need more over here.

It's Flynn's guys.

- Is that...
- ... C4.

Okay. Stand clear.

No!

Rufus! Hey!

- What the hell are you doing?
- That was our ride!

The Mothership's our last chance
to get back to the 21st century!

Wyatt, get down.

If you don't let go,
you're going to die!

We're trapped here.

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Jacques? Jacques!

No, no.

So you think Flynn's plan
wasn't to change history?

It was to trap us here?

- In 1754?
- That'd be my guess.

While we were out looking for him,

his guys were looking for the Lifeboat.

It'd be smart. I can't imagine
a worse place to strand us.

300 miles from anywhere, in
an era full of hostile forces

- and, you know, smallpox.
- Amazing.

Come on.

You have to talk to me at some point.

What do you call this?

Look, I-I will say it again,
and I will keep saying it.

I'm sorry for not telling
you about the journal.

What about your little
deal with Agent Christopher?

When were you gonna tell me about that?

Yeah, Christopher told me.

So I kill Flynn, she helps
you get your sister back.

Nothing about me or my wife, but, hey,

as long as you get what you need.

Okay, that is not
fair. It is not a secret

that I'm trying to get my sister back.

I mean, you were the one that said,
"Figure out what you're fighting for."

Well, I am fighting for Amy,

and you of all people
should understand that.

Okay.

Rufus, where are we?

Well...

aside from the obvious
hole in the side panel,

there is some serious
damage to the circuitry.

I could cannibalize the
wiring from the nav system,

and if I had some iron, maybe
I could patch up the hole,

but our big problem is, we're
short a couple capacitors.

Like a flux capacitor?

No. Those don't exist.

What would it take to
make a real capacitor?

You buy one. From RadioShack.

Come on, Rufus. You
built a time machine.

If you absolutely had to
build a capacitor here, now,

what would it take to build it?

- I'd need foil.
- Okay.

Okay, uh, barring that,

I could hammer some tin or copper,

thinly, maybe, uh, salt,
a couple glass jars...

- Okay. Good. What else?
- Uhm...

I'd need a forge.

And to learn to be a blacksmith.

- And then you'd be able to fix it?
- Probably not.

Maybe.

Okay, look.

We are less than 20
miles from Fort Duquesne.

They probably have some of
the stuff that you need there.

Fort Duquesne?

The fort that the French soldiers came
from, including the one that I killed?

What are we gonna do? Walk
in and ask to borrow a forge?

Either that or we
learn to start farming.

All right. if you can build
this thing, you can get us home?

Haven't even gotten
to the hard part yet.

Oh, good to know.

If we use the wiring
from the nav system,

I won't be able to
control where we land.

Doesn't matter if we
fix the Lifeboat or not.

We'll never survive the trip unless...

protocol.

Protocol? What protocol?

So when exactly did Flynn get the
Mothership back to present day?

Three hours ago.

Usually, our guys come back just
a few minutes after Flynn does.

Well, it could just be a technical
problem with the Lifeboat.

Or something's happened to the team.

Any leads on Flynn?

Yes.

He's in this 50-square-mile
radius near Mexico City.

- How fast can we get a team there?
- It's Mexico. It'll be a minute.

Sir, we don't have a minute.
Any second, Flynn could jump,

and there won't be anyone
there to chase him this time.

I'll get into it.

Don't mean to be insensitive,

but stop moping like a bloody idiot.

- Excuse me?
- Our people are out there.

Get your head in the game,
and let's figure out a way

- to get them back home.
- How? How...

Why do you think we have the protocol?

And you're digging exactly 3 feet
from the front of the Lifeboat?

Yes, I am following your
absurdly specific instruction.

When you said, "Get a
message to Mason Industries,"

I didn't think you literally
meant "in a bottle."

We can't exactly send a text, can we?

Really? This is the best system

that Connor Mason could come up with?

Ah, behold the power of
non-biodegradable polyethylene.

Bit of a future
environmental catastrophe,

but, today, it could save our asses.

- How's that gonna work?
- Connor will fly to this spot

with a team of archaeologists
and dig this up.

We're standing in what's going
to be a suburb of Pittsburgh.

I mean, who knows what could happen
to this patch of land over 260 years.

Yeah, well, that's
why we got to dig deep.

And this system generally works?

Don't know. No one's ever tried it.

- And if it doesn't?
- Then we don't make it home.

Or we die violently.

Or both.

- Connor Mason.
- Your Lifeboat is missing.

- Garcia Flynn is operating unchecked.
- I'm handling it.

We've already bankrolled one machine
that was hijacked by terrorists.

Now we've lost our backup machine.

We've lost Lucy Preston.

We've lost our whole team,
actually, but you only mention Lucy.

Matter of fact, you've mentioned her
a few times now, which I find curious.

Out of all the excellent
historians in the country,

a young untenured professor is chosen

for something this important?

You know, it makes one wonder if...

certain strings weren't
pulled to get Lucy the job.

Also makes me wonder

who could've pulled those strings.

- And why...
- Mr. Mason...

you seem to have forgotten
the nature of our relationship.

Our relationship?

This machine is our relationship.

Without it, and without
all my team back,

we don't have a relationship.

I'll call you when I
have something to report.

My jet is waiting.

What was all that about?

Personal business.

The jet should be ready.

This is all gonna be
downtown Pittsburgh one day.

Concrete as far as the eye can see.

But for now?

It's really beautiful, isn't it?

Super beautiful.

Just wiped my butt with some leaves.

Thank God.

What the hell, man?

You said the red
berries are safe to eat.

The ones that are solo.

When they're a cluster, they
will kill you. I told you that!

Well, I'm sorry. That's confusing.

You realize we are in 1754, right?

There's no ambulance.
There's no antibiotics.

- There's no tetanus shot.
- I get it.

You make one mistake, you'll die.

I get it! I get that I suck at this.

I hate the outdoors!

And-and camping. And bees.

And I really hate this survivalist crap.

- That's why we have you.
- Who do I have, Rufus?

You're Delta Force.

Delta Force isn't a person. It's a team.

I'm just one guy.

If I don't have someone
that I can count on...

I mean really count on...

we're not gonna make it out of here.

Come on.

What is it?

It's the French from last night.

Oh, God.

One guess who they're looking for.

The water will cover our tracks.

Let's go for a swim.

I don't hear anything.
You think we lost 'em?

Yeah, for now, but we got
to keep moving. Come on.

Uh, uh, guys?

Deserter, maybe?

What are you doing?

We're gonna have much better
luck getting into a French fort

if I'm dressed like a French
soldier, don't you think?

This body's still warm.

- Which means he was killed...
- ... Really, really recently.

- What the hell is that?
- Battle cries.

It's what they do when
they take prisoners.

Like us.

So do they scalp you
after they kill you,

or is scalping, like, how they kill you?

- These are Shawnee?
- Yeah.

- And they think we're British?
- Yeah.

And how do the Shawnee
feel about the British?

Depends on the tribe,
depends on the day,

but I think it's safe to say

- they're not fans.
- Yeah.

So we should take it as a positive sign

they haven't tried
to kill us yet, right?

I think they're just
waiting for their chief.

Come on, Wyatt, there's got to be...

a way to get us out of this, right?

You can, just... something.

Unless one of you can barf up a knife,

I think we're gonna be here awhile.

Yeah. As soon as they're
done with the loader...

So how'd you get them to
clear out the whole street?

Told them all we were CDC

and we found Zika mosquitoes
in the neighborhood.

Hey, whatever it takes.

I want to get the team back home too.

You needn't have come out here.

You know I'd have let you
know if we'd found anything.

No, I needed to be here.

It hasn't escaped my notice
that you and Rufus are close.

That's just it. We aren't.

I mean, he asked me out once, but...

most of the time, he just
instant messages me from his desk,

2 feet away from me, instead
of actually talking to me.

I think it would mean a lot to
him to know how worried you are.

You know, if this is really
it, you know, like, really it...

- Don't say that. It's not it.
- Even if we get out of here,

there's no telling if we'll
actually make it out of 1754.

I can't stop thinking...

what I wouldn't give...

for one more Chocodile.

What?

What the hell is a Chocodile?

Twinkie....

covered in chocolate.

Rufus, that is monumentally stupid.

Well, clearly, you've
never had one before.

No.

What I wouldn't give to be able
to tell Jiya how I feel about her.

How do you feel about her?

I like her.

We went on a date once.

- Really?
- Yeah. Super awkward.

Haven't had the guts to
talk to her about it since.

I don't know why that, of all things,

was so scary to me...

just talking to someone.

When I was little,

my mother used to read to me
these biographies for children.

It was like... "Einstein for Kids."

"Churchill for Kids."

They were really good, actually.

I guess I just... I always figured
that I'd read them to my kids.

Just always figured there'd be...

time.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Jessica always wanted a little boy.

And I would always say, "Relax.

"We got all the time in the world."

Wyatt.

I am...

I am so sorry that I said that
Jessica's death was meant to be.

- You don't have to...
- I do.

You deserve to get Jessica back.

Well, I wish you could get Amy back too.

And if I could make a deal
with Agent Christopher, I would.

Yeah, well,

what's the point of
having a time machine

if you can't fix your regrets?

Yep.

The chief must be coming.

The chief is a woman.

Don't look so surprised.

- You speak English.
- Missionaries.

The language stayed.
Their faith did not.

My name is Nonhelema.

You're Nonhelema?

I've heard of you before,

because you are a great chieftess.

And very beautiful
and super intimidating.

And who are you?

We're not here to hurt anybody.

In fact, I'm Dr. Quinn,
and I'm a medicine woman.

And this here is my brother,

and we've come here to treat the sick

and help in any way that we can.

The French came to help.

They said they wanted to trade.

And then they start building forts.

And when we fought back,
they killed all our men.

To our women...

my daughter still bears the scars.

We were captured by the French as well.

The English are no better.

Look, if you let us go,

- we promise...
- Promises.

I've heard promises from
liars and thieves before.

What is he doing?

Oh, you know, just marking us for death.

You live.

Wait. Wha...

Me? Why?

You didn't choose to be here.

You were forced to.

No, no, no! Wait! Wait! No! No.

Just stop.

Ma'am?

Respectfully, I'm asking you to listen.

We're not who we said we were.

We're not from France.

We're not British; we're not
from anywhere around here.

But these people didn't
force me to be with them.

These people are my friends.

They've saved my life on
more than one occasion.

We look out for each other.

Thing is,

we're not even supposed to be here.

We just want to go home.

Now, you can kill them,

and I'm pretty sure there
is nothing I can do about it,

but if you do...

you're gonna have to kill me too.

My brother says to kill you all.

But it is not his decision to make.

If someone like him is willing

to die for someone like you,

then you're certainly not
from around here, are you?

No.

I will spare your lives
because of this man's honor.

But if you prove him wrong,

I will spare no one.

About 6 inches to the left...

I got something!

- It's cracked.
- Open it.

Careful.

His note.

It's gone.

Thank you for what you did back there.

That was incredibly brave.

Figured if I was gonna die,

I'd rather not do it alone in the woods.

Oh, really? That's why?

A blue and white uniform really
blends in here, don't you think?

It's hard to believe they lost the war.

So, how close are we to Fort Duquesne?

Uh, just about 5 miles.

But we need to come up
with a plan before we go.

The plan is, you and I stall

while Rufus finds the
supplies to the Lifeboat.

But you got to be quick.

Those soldiers are looking for us,
they could show up at any moment.

Okay.

Is anybody worried about the fact

that neither of you speak French?

I got that covered.

More like Fort Dysentery.

We've run the test three times.

This is all we can make out.

"Death."

Well, that's not at all ominous.

There must be more
tests you can do, right?

I mean, UV lighting or...

We've done every test there is.

This is all we could get. I'm sorry.

What does it mean?

I'm afraid it can't be good.

You got this.

Come on. Come on.

What do you think's taking him so long?

I don't know.

Hit him.

- What?
- Hit. Him.

What was he gonna do?

Trust me, you don't want to know.

- Took you long enough.
- Did you get what you need?

Yeah. Got it.

Let's get the hell out of here.

What are you doing?

Come on!

Isn't that a bit of a high jump?

Beats facing a French
firing squad. Let's go.

When you put it like that...

I'm just gonna go ahead
and say it. 1754 sucks.

- There any sign of our French pals?
- Not yet!

They'll see our tracks.
They won't be far behind.

Oh, come on. That can't actually work.

It should work enough for one trip.

Except, we won't know until
the rings start spinning.

But, by then, it'll be too
late to change our minds.

What do you mean, "change our minds"?

Without the navigation
system, we could land anywhere.

The Earth is 70% water.

We could land in the
middle of the ocean,

on a mountain, inside of a mountain.

The middle of Fallujah would
be an amazing result right now.

Needless to say, it is very complicated,

and we need Jiya and
Mason to help us land.

That is, provided they got my note.

Let's say they didn't.
What are the odds?

Somewhere between one in
a billion and impossible.

How do they help us land?

Hey, there.

I don't know what else to do.

Well, I do.

My boss usually frowns
on drinking at work.

Well, I think he'll
let it slide this once.

Rufus ever tell you how we met?

No.

I was doing charity outreach.

Inner-city neighborhoods.

Plucking out the best and brightest.

Made me feel good.

It made me look good too.

So we're at the science
fair in this run-down,

gang-infested Chicago middle school.

The whole thing's pathetic, really,

but I see this scrawny, nerdy kid.

And he's got this scale
model of the entire city

re-engineered with a monorail system

that runs entirely on
recycled coffee pods.

Somehow, I'm not surprised.

No, so, you know, I
invite him to talk to me

after the science fair,
and he knows who I am,

and he says, "No, no, sorry,
Mr. Mason, I'd love to,

"but I can't be late
to pick up my brother."

I think, "Wow, a genius with
a sense of responsibility."

I thought, "He's gonna
do great things one day,

"and when he does, I
want it to be for me."

First time I met Rufus,

he saw the Tribble
that I got at Comic-Con,

and he told me that we
would never be friends

'cause I was "Star Trek"
and he was "Star Wars."

Yeah, that sounds just like Rufus.

He was always one who could
take awkward to bold new heights.

You say it like he's gone.

Come on, I mean, any
minute, he's gonna be back,

bragging about his
latest trip, you know,

what a hero he was.

Like Han Solo.

What is it?

I think I know what
Rufus is trying to say.

Now, there are a number of reasons

why they might not be back yet,

most of them really
bad, but let's just say

something happened to
the navigation system.

- Well, how do you know...
- I'm getting to that.

If the nav system is down,

Rufus is gonna need our
help with the landing.

I left specific
instructions... a series of code

that detail how the
team at Mason Industries

can take over and essentially
bring us home via remote control.

Now, we won't be able to do anything

until it's in transit, so what
we need to do is catch him...

mid-jump,

take over the controls,
and guide him in here.

It's an interesting theory, Jiya,

but how are you getting all
that from a few words in a note?

Because I filled in the blanks.

Rufus made an analogy to
a movie you might've seen.

It's like what the Death Star did...

... To the Millennium Falcon.

That's what Rufus was trying to say.

And you can do that?

Maybe.

- But I'm gonna need help.
- So what are our options?

We stay here and fight off the French

or die of smallpox eventually?

Pretty much.

Likely death either way.

Yeah.

What the hell? I'm in.

Me too.

Tough call for me.

I was really hoping to
be sold into slavery.

Horses.

They're coming.

Tirez!

- Hurry up.
- Here we go.

Okay.

- Go where? We're not going anywhere.
- No. No. No. No.

Rufus, come on!

This patch is not as strong
as the rest of the ship.

- If they hit it...
- You're not helping!

Come on, Rufus. Get us out of here.

Mon Dieu.

The Lifeboat is in transit.
We need to do this now.

- It's not ready.
- We don't have time for ready.

Initiate Lifeboat arrival procedure.

Sorry we're late.

We hit some traffic.

Okay.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- You all right?
- We made it.

- Welcome back.
- Thank you.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Um... I heard you got it

just from "Death" and "Millennium."

Took me a while, but yeah.

I guess we know each other
better than I thought.

Jiya.

Yeah?

Remind me to tell Mason

that if he can build a time machine,

then he can build a reasonably
durable plastic tube,

because the only...

Wow.

What was that for?

For making it back.

Thanks to you.

I need your authorization
for a surveillance operation.

- On Connor Mason?
- That's correct.

For what reason?

I think he's hiding something from us,

and I want to know what it is.

Here it is. The
Pennsylvania Orb Incident.

In September of 1754, a
group of French soldiers

claimed to have seen a giant metal orb

with spinning rings that
disappeared before their eyes.

One of the earliest UFO sightings
in colonial North America.

- What?
- All right.

- We did it?
- That's us.

Well, cheers to the French.

After this,

I'm gonna eat my body
weight in Chocodiles.

About that...

No!

They're all yours.

- Thank you.
- I wasn't sure

if we were ever gonna
see any of this again.

Yeah. We got lucky.

You know, if you believe
there is such a thing as luck.

What's wrong?

I know you were angry with me

for not telling you
about the journal, but...

you never asked me why I
didn't tell you about it.

Doesn't matter. It's
water under the bridge.

It's a cheap fake, right?

That's the thing.

If I'm being really honest with myself,

I don't know if it is.

It's just too crazy.

I mean, the mix of cursive and print,

the way that I make my Gs...

Wyatt, it looks so real,

and I've thought so
since the Hindenburg,

and if that's what I'm meant to be...

- helping Flynn...
- That's not what you're meant to be.

If you don't want to write
a journal, don't write it.

My whole life, I have believed

that...

everything happens for a reason.

That, for all of us, there is some plan

for each one of us
that comes from some...

What? A higher power?

- Never took you for the spiritual type.
- Well, I am.

And what does the spiritual
type look like exactly?

I don't know.

The thing is, is, if
this is my job now...

protecting history, preserving the past,

you know, saving the things
that are meant to be...

how can I believe in fate and
not believe in my own fate?

- Help me out here, Rufus.
- Don't look at me.

My degrees are in
physics, not metaphysics.

Look, we are in uncharted water here.

Have a drink.

Humor me.

Okay.

Okay. Now, did you
decide to take that drink,

or was it pre-written,

some kind of history that says
you were meant to take that drink?

You made the choice, Lucy.

And that's what history is.

Right? It's choices.

Some small, stupid, some monumental.

But we make them.

So if you're not happy with the history

that Flynn has predicted for you,

then rewrite it.

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