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(SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

And now in the final hour

we, the National Socialists

will triumph over our enemies.

Together we are stronger than ever before

December 7, 1944,

The hour of their defeat is close,

these allies who will burn

in the fire of our Führer.

(APPLAUSE)

Hail, Hitler!

ALL: Hail, Hitler!

JIYA: I got it.

I got it! Got what?

Okay. When the Mothership returned to the present,

we tracked it down to this 50-mile

area of Oakland, right?

None of this is news. Hold on.

Well, I accessed the city power grid's computers

and this electrical substation here has massive power drains.

We're talking enough power to either stage Lollapalooza...

Or recharge the Mothership.

You're saying you've narrowed its location to this neighborhood?

No. I'm saying I've narrowed it to this block.

(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

KARL: Hey, how about some Black Sabbath?

The music relaxes me.

You want me relaxed.

MAN: We've got company.

(SNAPS FINGERS) We've got to go! Power it up!

How much longer? MAN: Go!

Thirty seconds. Anthony!

You wanna take this thing on board without exploding?

It's 30 seconds. Move, go!

Grab what you can.

Go.

(SIGHS)

(PANTING)

Fire!

(BULLETS FIRING)

Techs are combing through everything now.

Flynn left a lot behind, but there's no sign of the nuke.

Do we have a lock on where he went?

December 9th, 1944. Germany.

The U.S. didn't have a working A-bomb until 1945.

If Flynn gives one to the Nazis before the war is over...

The war is over.

We need to get you back to Mason Industries.

RUFUS: Flynn is somewhere inside this 50-square-mile area

in northwest Germany, 1944.

What's so special about there?

That's the thing. Not much.

Lots of forest, farmland, a local castle.

What about the date? Any significance?

There is one thing. There was a tavern called Das Stein Haus, here.

It may have been a rendezvous place for the Allied Resistance.

It's not 100%. The accounts are spotty.

But maybe someone there can point us in the right direction.

Just so I'm clear, you want us to drop into Nazi territory.

Roll up blind to some bar

and just convince someone that we don't know to help us.

By the way, bring him?

Well, it's either that or give the Nazis a nuclear weapon.

Does anyone here even speak German?

I do.

Really? You do?

Yeah, four languages, actually.

Oh.

The Army drops us into other places than Palo Alto.

Well, does anyone have any idea how we're gonna

get lederhosen in the next five minutes?

Ah! About that...

The Wardrobe Dock.

Hundreds of expertly crafted outfits suitable for any era.

They're sorted by geographic area, then by year.

Germany's this way.

Isn't this all a bit much?

Well, it's better to have and not need than need and not have.

And it doesn't seem like these missions are ending anytime soon, so...

(HEART BEATING)

WYATT: Hey.

You okay?

LUCY: Really? You do?

WYATT: Yeah, four languages, actually.

The Army drops us into other places than Palo Alto.

So, when we get to this tavern,

how do we let them know we're friendly?

Uh, well, the accounts that I've read said

that you have to order a specific cognac at the bar.

A '23 Remy Martin.

These the spotty, unreliable accounts?

Unfortunately, yes.

(ALARM BLARING)

All right.

Hang on.

(METALLIC CLANGING)

(POWER DOWN HUM)

(BOTH GROAN)

We really need to start bringing some Dramamine.

(EXHALES)

Oh, my God.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

No way he's out here alone.

So, how do we...

(GROANS)

You couldn't have, I don't know, tied him up or something?

Yeah, I could've. But he might've escaped.

Look, I get that you didn't have a choice with the first guy.

But if you don't have to kill someone, you shouldn't.

We should at least try and protect history.

Protect Nazis? LUCY: No.

I'm just saying there is a bigger picture here.

Hey.

You guys hear that? (ENGINE DRONING)

Move. Now!

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

All right. Lucy and I head in. Order the drink, hopefully get some help.

Or at least not die.

Rufus... Stays right here.

No. I'm gonna need you to get us one of those cars.

Rufus stays right here.

WYATT: We don't know who or what is in there.

If things go south, we need a car with the engine running.

I can hot-wire one.

All right, just... Make it fast.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN GERMAN)

Good morning.

Rémy Martin. The 23, please.

We don't have a 23.

Maybe you have a bottle in the back?

I already told you no. Now are you drinking or not?

Two whiskies then.

(HORN HONKS)

Good morning.

Good morning, Captain.

I've never seen you before. You from around here?

Just passing through, sir.

We are on our way to Antwerp.

Are you?

Exit the rear door, please.

Sir...

We don't want any trouble.

Exit the rear door... now.

(ENGINE TURNS OVER)

Put it away. Now, before you get us all shot.

Perhaps you can tell by my accent,

but I'm not German, you idiot.

Uh... What?

You're... Allied Resistance.

I was in the middle of gathering intel until you two waltzed in.

I swear. You Americans! You couldn't stand out more if you tried.

Don't move!

I stand corrected.

Rufus! Rufus, it's... It's okay.

He's... He's okay.

WYATT: We work with the OSS.

I'm Agent...

I'm Wyatt Logan, this is Lucy Preston.

That's our pilot, Rufus.

Oh! Relief to see a lovely face in ugly place.

Now. What are you lot doing here,

besides cocking-up my operation?

WYATT: If it's all the same,

I'd love to take this conversation

someplace a little bit more Nazi-free.

I got a car.

What... What's your name?

Fleming. Ian Fleming.

MI6.

Wait a minute. You're Ian Fleming?

Have we met?

No, it's... I... No.

Right. Shall we?

That's... I know.

WYATT: That's Ian Fleming. ''The'' Ian Fleming.

The dude that wrote James Bond.

Yes. He was an actual spy in World War II. A good one.

You a Bond fan?

Yeah. Little bit.

Me, too. Love his movies.

And the books.

So, you lot are chasing an atomic weapon.

Those are only theoretical.

No, they're real.

This high-level threat we're tracking,

he stole a functional prototype.

We think he's going to give it to the Nazis.

WYATT: We saw a convoy on the way over here.

There was a flatbed truck with a V2 rocket on it.

And you think the Krauts are going to arm it with this atom bomb?

That's the theory.

Well, at least my intel is finally starting to make sense.

Here, take a look at this. Here. This is Castle Varlar.

Here. Next to it, the Nazis have been building a launch pad.

They're holding a demonstration of that V2 rocket tonight.

What kind of demonstration?

Members of the High Command are going to sip champagne

as they watch the rocket being launched into Belgium.

The target is civilians and Allied troops.

How powerful is this atomic weapon?

It'll completely obliterate everything in a three-mile radius.

That would be worse than Britain during the Blitz.

WYATT: If you can get us to that launch pad,

we can disarm that rocket. Right?

I mean, probably.

Yeah, I guess so.

All right, well...

(CORK POPS)

(GRUNTS) First things first.

So, we're drinking now?

Well, with what you've been through

and what we're about to go through, absolutely.

Amen to that.

Cheers, chaps.

Hmm.

It's bad form to leave a poured glass full.

Dude. James Bond just hit on Lucy.

What?

The purpose of a spy is to blend in.

I'm a pilot.

From Tuskegee.

I'm the one that got us here.

Can I... Can I ask you something?

About spying?

Of course.

How do you get used to it?

Keeping secrets? Lying to everyone

all the time, even to people close to you?

I don't consider what I do lying.

What would you call it?

Playing a role to get what I need.

The people that trust you would see it different.

Rufus, there are Allies, contacts, and women, but never trust.

Only the mission.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

Stand at attention!

This is Schnapps.

Something to keep us warm, Captain.

Report to your Watch Commander.

Move! Now!

(GEIGER COUNTER CLICKING INTERMITTENTLY)

The bomb's not here.

What do you mean? It has to be.

RUFUS: I'm not picking up any traces of radiation.

It's nowhere near here.

Well, perhaps we're early. Maybe the Nazis haven't attached it yet.

Look. You can't just strap it on with some duct tape.

There is no way they could armed one of

these rockets in time for the launch tonight.

Maybe we're wrong about why Flynn's here.

(CARS APPROACHING)

We got to move. We got to move.

Each V2 rocket has a yield of one ton of explosives.

They can travel 300 kilometers.

Such ingenuity.

Thank you for allowing me to see them up close.

Not at all, Herr Vogel.

After your generous financial donation to the Reich

it's the least we could do.

Anything to further Mr Von Braun's research.

(WHISPERING) Stop! Stop! Don't shoot. You can't shoot.

That's Wernher Von Braun standing next to Flynn!

WYATT: Who the hell is that?

Someone we can't risk getting caught in the crossfire.

Flynn's right there!

Please, Wyatt. You can't.

You have to trust me.

Explain again why I can't kill Flynn?

We can't risk Von Braun.

We need him alive.

He's the father of their rocket program. He's a genius.

Right, got it! Wouldn't want to kill a smart Nazi.

LUCY: Any Operative that spots Von Braun has

orders to apprehend him immediately.

The Allies want him for themselves. You know that.

This man's rockets rained on Britain during the Blitz?

Yes, but there's a bigger picture here.

Very well. If those are the orders... Those are the orders.

We'll snatch him up and take him to the Allies.

Thank you.

So, it seems that this Von Braun will be at the demonstration tonight.

I can get us past the front door.

Lucy can accompany me as my secretary.

How do I get in? FLEMING: You don't.

You and Rufus can provide backup from the perimeter.

She doesn't get in without me.

I can barely get her in, much less you.

Besides, she's a capable operative,

just the same as you and I, isn't she?

I'm sorry, but there simply isn't another way.

He's right.

Then it's settled.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll go and find you a uniform.

If I have a shot at Flynn, I have to take it!

No. I'm sorry, but not this time.

Von Braun is too important. After the war, he comes to America,

and jumpstarts our entire rocket program.

He's the guy that gets us to the moon.

NASA's because of him. We win the space race because of him.

And the Cold War. He helped define modern America.

And he's able to do all this because the U.S. pardons him.

He never gets punished.

Right?

Yeah. You know, let me ask you a question, here.

If Von Braun's so important to America,

why doesn't Flynn just kill him?

(CLATTERS)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

WYATT: Hey.

Don't you know how to knock?

I did. Twice.

Oh! Well, good for you.

Uh... Look, I don't want to fight about Von Braun.

Me neither.

Let's talk about something else.

Okay, like what?

Like, you're putting on a good front, but,

I've seen this 1,000 times with 1,000 guys.

Seen what?

New soldier in the field. Freaking out.

I'm not freaking out.

I'm not freaking out.

Guys in your spot, they got two options.

Get over the hump or crack up.

How do I get over the hump?

Talk about what's bothering you.

You never talk.

I'm over the hump.

(EXHALES)

I shouldn't even be here.

Nazi Germany?

Yeah. None of us should.

No. I mean...

When I was a sophomore in college,

I was ready to abandon the whole history thing.

Really? To do what?

I was driving to my mom's house to tell her

that I was dropping out of school to join a band.

And I'm going over the whole speech in my mind,

don't notice the oil slick on the road, spin out right into the river.

And the car started filling up with water so fast.

The car's shut down, the doors won't open

and I'm thinking, "This is it."

Someone happened by and pulled me out.

But ever since then,

I have always put myself in situations that I could control.

Right. (CHUCKLES)

I mean, this...

What we're doing? I...

Every time I get in that time machine,

I feel like I'm back in that car,

like I'm drowning, all over again and I just...

I don't think that I can keep doing this.

How do you keep doing it?

I grew up in West Texas. Dirt poor.

My Dad was a world-class son of a bitch.

But my Grandpa Sherwin, he picked up all the slack.

Matter of fact, he's got to be less

than 200 miles from here right now.

(CHUCKLES)

Younger than me, in the 101st, killing Nazis.

That's why saving Nazis or letting Lincoln die, that's hard for me.

Because it feels like I'm letting him down.

He's the reason I fight.

To make him proud.

You want to know how to keep doing this?

Figure out what you're fighting for.

And you'll be okay.

Thank you

for talking.

Even though you're over the hump.

Sure thing, ma'am.

(CHUCKLES)

(EXHALES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SILENCED GUNSHOTS)

RUFUS: I can't believe I let you talk me into this.

Letting Nazis fire rockets at civilians is where I draw the line.

Yeah, but they're supposed to fire.

You know, Lucy's whole thing about not changing history?

This isn't for Lucy.

It's for someone I know in the 101st.

(WHISPERING) Where's Von Braun?

He's down here somewhere.

Trust me, we'll find him.

Are you serious?

What?

Dude, James Bond is hitting on Lucy and she's into it!

Got to say, you're quite good at this.

How'd you get involved in all of it in the first place?

The Blitz.

Surviving them has a way of changing your perspective.

You were there when it happened?

Not just me.

My brother Michael came to visit me in London.

So, naturally, I dragged him off to the pub.

When we got to the door, I realized I'd forgotten my wallet.

Went back to the car to retrieve it.

And suddenly,

it was day.

And they were pulling me out from under the rubble.

The pub wasn't there any more.

Along with much of London.

That symbol.

I know that symbol.

I read about it in college.

There's something to do with it and the Catholic church.

Dead ahead.

Do you think you can catch his eye

and lure him into that hallway on the left?

Yes. Good.

I'll take the long way around and meet you there.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I was wondering when you'd get here.

Where's your friend, Wyatt?

He dropped in on me this morning uninvited.

Very rude.

Don't worry.

He's close by.

So, this is about Von Braun?

What I don't understand is why don't you just kill him?

Unless...

You want to give him to the Soviets.

Killing Von Braun would be easy.

But handing him to the Russians,

ensuring they'll win the Cold War,

maybe even be the first to the moon?

Far more damaging.

For who?

The Rittenhouse?

This paranoid delusion of yours?

They're very real.

I just wish you could recognize there's a greater good here.

Greater good? You shot Lincoln!

You're helping Nazis!

It sounds insane even saying it,

much less you doing it!

You think I like this?

You think I like helping these bastards?

You think I sleep at night?

One day, you'll understand. I'm a patriot.

You keep telling yourself that.

And by the way, you're not getting Von Braun.

What makes you so sure?

Well, for one, the man behind your back.

You've found your way to the British spy.

Love your movies.

Movies?

You didn't think everywhere you went, we wouldn't come after you?

Oh, that's exactly what I was counting on.

This is the British spy and his accomplice?

The ones you told us about?

Yes. The ones trying to abduct Herr Von Braun.

Move to the study.

I have a gun at his back.

And I have a gun at her head.

Hey. They got Lucy.

Should I shoot?

There may be more of them.

Thank you. Send out a patrol. Sweep the area.

We've got to get down there now.

And the plan is?

Shoot our way in and out.

You want to talk alternatives for a minute?

She's gonna be dead in a minute!

We'll be dead in less than a minute

if we go in there guns blazing!

Yeah? You got a better idea?

Yeah.

We're not gonna disarm this rocket after all.

I find myself thanking you for a second time today.

My pleasure. I actually had some more questions for you.

Perhaps over a drink?

I am appreciative.

And more than willing to speak with you

after the launch.

Now would be best.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(ALL SCREAMING AND SHOUTING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

Don't look so impressed, it only holds two bullets.

Now quickly.

(GUNSHOTS)

Time to go!

We still have to get Von Braun!

(ALL SCREAMING)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

No windows. No other doors. Great.

We post up here and as soon as they

come through the door, we shoot.

Wyatt! That's suicide.

All right.

But first...

Oh, no! Please!

What the hell are you doing?

That bastard's rockets destroyed London.

I was just following orders.

He has to pay for what he did.

You give him to the Allies, that's never gonna happen!

There's right and there's wrong.

Wyatt.

Wyatt!

I agree with him.

But I trust you.

We listen to her. End of story.

(POUNDING)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

Give me the gun.

(GRUNTING) (POUNDING)

We really don't have time for this!

Wyatt, they will be in here in 10 seconds. Give me the gun!

Hold on!

I remember why this castle is so special.

So, you just knew there was a secret passage there?

In the 1500s, Catholicism was outlawed here.

So, Catholics in that castle built a network

of secret tunnels to get priests in and out.

Through the fireplaces.

They called them "Priest Holes".

How did you know that?

It was in Skyfall.

How long until you think the Allies are here?

WYATT: Fleming made a call.

They should be here any minute.

He doesn't seem worried.

Looks happy. WYATT: Yeah. Wouldn't you?

He knows how valuable he is.

He's going to get away with everything he's ever done,

he's gonna live a great life.

I have a question.

Why would I bother talking to a... Excuse me. What are you...

(PENCIL SCRATCHING)

I have a question.

Do you ever think about the people your rockets have hurt?

No.

Tens of thousands of people have died

because of something you created.

My concern is whether the rockets go up, not where they come down.

Is that so?

If I did care, it would inhibit me from my goal.

You see, getting there to the moon, that's all that matters.

I don't care who provides me with the means.

I helped invent something greater than you ever will.

And all I can think about is the destruction it's doing.

The people it's hurting.

Yeah, but you weren't thinking about that when you were creating it.

Because if you did,

you never would've gone through with it. Hmm?

I can't believe I pulled this off.

Thanks for getting me over the hump.

Ah, don't get all soft on me. Flynn's still got a nuke.

Hello. Hello.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I hope you're right about this.

We are.

Well, I guess this is goodbye.

But maybe not for you.

I might find myself stateside when all this is over.

I'm sure you will.

Will you be waiting?

(WHISPERING) Definitely not.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Well, never say never.

Again? (CHUCKLES)

Seriously?

After we escaped, we handed Von Braun over to the Allies.

Preston. What?

You've just described, beat by beat,

the plot of Weapon of Choice.

What's Weapon of Choice?

The Bond movie.

Hmm. No such movie.

Yes, there is.

It's the one with the castle with the rockets.

Connery's finest as far as I'm concerned.

Bond infiltrates the castle, rescue evil scientist

with the help of CIA Agents Wyatt, Lucy and Rufus.

How much you wanna bet Bond sleeps with Lucy in that one?

WYATT: Okay, so you're telling me

there's a new Bond movie with Sean Connery and we're in it?

It's not new, it came out in '64.

Well, it's new to me!

Okay, I hate to put a damper on all the fangirling,

but did you find any signs of the nuke?

RUFUS: Nothing.

Not even radiation traces.

DENISE: I don't get it. If Flynn was going to use it,

this would've been the perfect time.

Unless he wants to use it for something else. Like what?

Well, something Anthony talked about once. But that was...

Theoretical. There's no way he even could've...

Could've what?

How long will this battery you've created last?

If my math is right, and it is,

about 300 years.

All the power you'll ever need without having to plug in.

Do you have it?

Rufus...

I've been risking my life for Lucy and Wyatt.

I didn't think I had it in me,

but... I did.

It's because I knew they'd do the same for me, because I trust them.

But spies can't trust and that's not me.

I'm just not wired that way.

I understand, but you need to understand

how deep I'm in with these Rittenhouse people.

I need you to be on my side,

just as I've been on your side all these years.

I can't.

It's wrong.

I'm sorry.

It's late and there are impatient people

at the Pentagon waiting on my call.

We have to talk now.

I know how important it is to stop Flynn.

But God knows how long it's gonna take, and I'm in for all of it.

But I have terms.

Saving America isn't good enough?

I just need to take a leave of absence from my job.

I need you to provide a cover story

that explains why I get called away on short notice at 3:00 a.m.

I'm thinking, historical consultant for

Mason Industries, confidential project.

You guys come up with the paperwork.

Anything else? Yes.

We need to fix history and get my sister back.

I want Mason's people working on it.

Or... Or else I walk.

And, no, this is not a bluff.

Someone told me "Figure out what you're fighting for."

Well, I'm fighting for my sister.

That's my price.

♪ You're my soul tonic

♪ Guaranteed

♪ You're my... ♪

(ELECTRONIC WHIRRING) (MUSIC CUTS OUT)

What the hell?

Car trouble?

A shame when things don't do what they're supposed to.

Isn't it, Rufus?

Who are you?

Given your recent struggles, we felt direct intervention was necessary.

You're with Rittenhouse.

Did Connor send you?

All Connor Mason wants to do is protect you.

And so do we.

If you keep playing your part,

it helps us protect everyone.

Me,

you,

your family

are all safe.

Isn't that what you want?

Your family safe?

Yes.

Good.

Well,

I'm glad we talked.

♪ This child

♪ Livin' in a world gone wild...

Safe travels.

♪ When the cold wind blows

♪ Everywhere I go

♪ It just don't Just don't seem worthwhile ♪