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Previously on Timeless...

Mr. Mason invented
a time machine.

There's room in there
for three passengers.

Rittenhouse knows you've been
tampering with these recorders.

No, I haven't...

Whatever the next mission is,
record it properly.

If you don't,
I can't protect you
or your family.

Are you telling me
that Benedict Arnold

was a member of Rittenhouse?

He was a founding member.

We're gonna stop them
before they ever get started.

You help me,

and I'll give you the name
of your wife's killer.

The man you're asking about,
David Rittenhouse.

Introduce us to him.

Killing me
won't change anything.

[groans]

His son, he escaped.

-Move!
-No!

I'm not letting you
kill a child.

He's all that's left
of Rittenhouse.

[panting]

John!

I thought you understood
what was at stake.

-Lucy!
-Wyatt!

Lucy!

[machine whirring]

[indistinct PA announcer]

-Where's Flynn?
-Why? What's going on?

-He got Lucy.
-What are you talking about?

What do you mean,
"He got Lucy"?

Where's the Mothership?

Um...

It's all over the place.

What the hell
does that mean, Jiya?

Flynn jumped to Sacramento,
present day.

He was there
for maybe an hour,

and then he jumped again
to New York, 17:80.
I don't get it.

Well, how does Flynn
jump so fast and so
many times in a row?

The nuke.
The one he got in Vegas.

If he's using it as a battery
the way we think he is...

-Then what the hell
is he doing?
-What happened to Lucy?

We lost track of her.
I lost track of her.
Flynn got her.

[tense music playing]

[machine whirring]

What happened?

Well, I'll tell you
what happened.

I went back to that damn
compound to fix the mess
you made.

To kill Rittenhouse
and his son.

I never got even close!

I didn't have Benedict Arnold
to get me through the door.

Even my semi-automatics
were nothing against
50 muskets.

So, my family is still dead,
and Rittenhouse survived.

And it's your fault.

I told you,
they had other followers.

We don't know if killing
that boy would have
changed anything.

It could have
changed everything.

Okay! So, we'll just find
that brat when he's a few
years older.

So, where is he?
Where is John Rittenhouse?

-I don't know.
-Well, then, find him.

There is no record
of him anywhere.

You shot his father.
You tried to kill him.

I'm sure he went
deep underground,
he changed his name.

So, this was our only shot.

All this
would have been over.

Just get her up.

No. Wait, wait.
Where are you taking me?

I wanted to do this
the easy way,

but you've left me
no choice.

So now, I'm going
to take down Rittenhouse,

one member at a time,

for as long as it takes.

Flynn just jumped again?

Uh, yeah, to Illinois
this time. May 30th, 1893.

It's the month the Chicago
World's Fair opened.

-Why would he go there?
-I don't know.

We're kind of short
a historian.

Not for long.
Let's go, Rufus.

-The Lifeboat's still charging.
-You've got to be kidding me.

How long till it's charged?

[typing at keypad]

Four hours.

[indistinct chatter]

[Flynn] Chicago World's Fair.

That's the very first
Ferris wheel, right?

We're not here to burn it down,

if that's what
you're worried about.

I'm sure you intend to do
something equally horrible.

At about 4:00 pm. tomorrow,

there's going to be
a very important meeting

between Thomas Edison,
Henry Ford, and J.P. Morgan.

I'm going to kill them all,
and you're going to help me.

They're all
part of Rittenhouse.

Hey.

[chuckles] Honey,
I would think long and hard
before you turn me down.

What happened to all the talk
about needing me?

About us fighting
side by side?

You wrote in here
that one day,

we would stop
Rittenhouse together.

And that day came,
and you wouldn't help me.

You let Rittenhouse live.

I really thought we were
gonna do great things.

But maybe I was wrong
about this journal.

Maybe I was wrong about you.

Maybe you're wrong
about a lot of things.

Well, then, maybe
we're not meant to be
a team after all.

And you know what?
If that's true,
that makes you expendable.

So, what's it gonna be, Lucy?

Are you gonna
help me or not?

[dramatic music playing]

[theme music playing]

[static]

There's nothing
on this recorder.

That's 'cause
I erased the recording.

And why would you do that?

Because if Rittenhouse
heard it,

they'd know we killed
their founder.

You did what?

Well, technically, Flynn did,
but we helped a little.

Rufus, do you have any idea
how much trouble you're in?

This was your last chance.

Um...

-You should run.
-Run? Run where?

I'll help you. Um...

You need a new identity
and a new passport.

[stammering] Your family will
come with you, too, of course.

And then I need to set up
an offshore account for you.

And that way you could...
Are you listening to me?

I'm not going to run.

I don't think
you're appropriately
frightened here.

Of course, I am scared.
It'd be crazy not to be.

But I'm not going anywhere
till we find Lucy.

By then,
it may be too late.

No, no. Please.
Rufus, you have to...

What do we know
about this fair?

A lot of stuff
was invented there.

Cream of Wheat,
Hershey's Chocolate,
Aunt Jemima...

How is that still a thing,
by the way?

-Rufus...
-Uh, Teddy Roosevelt was there.

Thomas Edison,
Susan B. Anthony, Helen Keller.

Not that I think Flynn's
gonna take out Helen Keller.

Sorry, I ramble a lot
when I'm stressed.

Okay, we start with Roosevelt.
If we find Flynn, we find Lucy.

-You sure he's going
after Roosevelt?
-No.

But he's going to be president
in eight years,
so that's the best I got.

Wyatt? We're gonna
get her back.

[foreboding music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[Rufus] That's Roosevelt.

Roosevelt's skinny.

Flynn's got to be
here somewhere.

Rufus. That's Flynn's guy.

Come on.

Here we are.
It's called Pabst.

It just won blue ribbon
at the Fair.

Thank you.

So, Professor,
as you well know,

Edison was a paranoid
son of a bitch.

Didn't trust anyone
near his prototypes.

Except Henry Ford.

-Who was...
-Edison's employee.

His chief engineer
at the time.

This afternoon,
Edison and Ford

are going to meet
with their financier,
J.P. Morgan.

They'll be in a heavily
guarded room,

very difficult to get into.
Even for me, even in 1893.

But still,
before they show up,

I'm gonna plant the bomb there.

I'm not going to help you.
You'll have to kill me.

You don't think I will?

I read your classified file.

Don't believe
everything you read.

You saved people in Kosovo.
You helped a family in Iraq.

You used to care about people,
you used to be good.

Look, Rittenhouse
killed your family,

I believe you.

-But now you're putting
all of us in danger.
-[bell jangles]

Well, they were easy to find.

They went right for Roosevelt,
just like you said they would.

What is he talking about?

Maybe you don't care
about yourself.

But you do care about
Wyatt and Rufus, don't you?

I've sent your friends
to the World's Fair Hotel.

You son of a bitch.

But the hotel
came to be known
by another name.

-What was that again?
-The Murder Castle.

You know,
the phrase "serial killer"
was not even coined yet

when H.H. Holmes, the owner
of the Murder Castle,
was caught.

Is that right?

The press called him
"the multi-murderer".

And the hotel he built
was an elaborate death trap.

Trap doors, acid vats,
torture racks.

He'd even dissect
them sometimes.

But you know all this,
Lucy, don't you?

-Where is he?
-I don't know.

[Wyatt] Excuse me.
Uh, do you work here?

Uh, can I help you?

Yeah, a thin man
in a gray suit.
Have you seen him come by?

No, I haven't seen
any thin man.

But, uh, you have
a good day, now.

You think Lucy's
here somewhere?

I'm not leaving
till we find out for sure.

Split up.

[Flynn] You can still
save your friends, Lucy.

The sooner you help me,
the sooner you can
get back to them.

Hopefully in time.

Maybe you can help me
find someone

who can evade the security,
break into the offices,

all that,
without being detected?

Oh, come on, Lucy,
you always have
all the answers.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I am the great Harry Houdini.

-Welcome.
-[SCATTERED applause]

He may not be famous yet,

but there's still no one
better at getting into
or out of tight spots.

For this act,
I will need a volunteer.

Oh, good.

[applause]

[distant rattling]

[crashing]

I am so sorry.

No, it's my fault.
I wasn't watching
where I was going.

Did you draw all these?

-You sound surprised.
-No, not surprised. Impressed.

-You got it?
-Yeah.

[chuckles]

Your key.

Would you mind?
My room is right there.

Thank you. [giggles]

[panting]

Would you mind helping me
with my books?

Okay. Yeah, I got it.

Oh.

Thank you for your help.

You know what? Actually,
you might be able to help me.

Uh, I'm looking for a friend,
she's gone missing.

That's awful.
When did she go missing?

Last night.
Dark hair, brown eyes.

She could be
with a tall man,
funny accent.

No, I'm sorry,
I haven't seen her.

[Wyatt] You sure?
She could be in trouble.

What kind of trouble?

[door creaking]

Hello?

Brother needs some Febreze
up in here.

[coughing]

What the hell?

[door slams]

[gas hissing]

[distant thumping]

-Did you hear that?
-Hear what?

[Rufus] Wyatt.

-I should go.
-I hope you find your friend.

Yeah, thanks.

[doorknob rattling]

It's locked.

[gas hissing]

What is that?
What's happening?

[both coughing]

Breathe into this.

[coughing]

[gunshot]

[coughing, hacking]

You say your name is Lucy?

[clears throat]
Lucy. That's right.

Now, Lucy,
have we ever met before?

No, we have never met before.

-How sad for me.
-[audience laughs]

Lucy, will you please
check my handcuffs

and make sure they're tied
securely behind my back?

Yup, they're locked.

Ladies and gentlemen,
as this beautiful lady
has just confirmed,

my hands are tied
securely behind my back.

I will now step
into this trunk.

My brother, Dash,
will then lock it shut.

Trapped inside,
it will be hard to move.

Even harder to breathe.

[dramatic music playing]

Ma'am, if you will,

please see that these
are indeed locked.

Okay, they're locked.
[chuckles]

[key clatters]

And the curtain, please.

[audience gasping]

No! [laughing]

[applause]

Thank you, thank you.

And please, tell your friends
about the great Houdini!

[applause]

Oh, thank you.
That was amazing.
It was so good.

Hi. Hello.

Thanks for your help.

Oh, you were amazing.

I... I have to tell you,
I'm one of your biggest fans.

I wasn't aware
I had any fans.

You know, my uncle, uh, owns
a theater here in Chicago,

and he's looking
for a new act. He saw
your show and he loved it.

I mean,
if you were interested,
I could make an introduction.

-Yes.
-Really?

-Yes, of course,
I'm very interested.
-He's right outside.

-Would you like
to meet him now?
-Yes, of course.

-Right this way.
-Thank you.

[whispering]
I am really, really sorry.

[cocks pistol]

Mr. Houdini. A pleasure.

[sighs]

I don't know
what she's told you,
but I don't have any money.

Oh, we don't need your money.
We need you to pick a lock.

-I think he's coming too.
-[grunts]

It's all right. It's all right.
I'm not trying to hurt you.

Who are you?

I'm George.
My name is George Henry.

We've all been waiting
for you to wake up.

[Rufus] Hey, buddy.

I got gassed, too. Good times.
Glad you're not dead.

-Yeah, that makes two of us.
-Yeah.

[grunting]

Where the hell are we?

We're still in the hotel,
I think.

The last thing I remember
is going to bed.

And when I woke up,
I was in here.

Now...
You can't open that door
from in here, trust me.

[banging]

I've tried.

How long have you been here?

I don't know.
Couple of hours.

It's hard to tell time in here.

Help! Help! [banging]

Somebody help us!
We're trapped in here!

-[ominous music playing]
-[banging]

Can anyone hear me?

-Help!
-You have to stop yelling.

This chamber is soundproofed
and airtight.

We can't use up all the oxygen.

How do you know it's airtight?

Because I'm an architect,

and I've been
staring at the room
for the last 20 minutes.

So, any ideas on food? Water?

There's no water.
Although I do have this.

Happy to share.

Cracker Jacks.
I used to love these as a kid.

A kid? Those debuted
at the fair yesterday.

Yeah, well, over at home...
My wife had some Cracker Jacks.

What I don't understand
is why someone would build
an airtight chamber in a hotel.

For the same reasons
they put gas jets
in the guest rooms.

Someone built this place
to trap people.

Who would do that?

-A serial killer.
-What is a serial killer?

[Wyatt] Psychopath.

Someone who wants
to torture people for...fun.

Who would do such a thing?

Well, they're a little more
common where we come from.

He lured us here.

Flynn knew about this place,
and he led us straight here.

God knows what
he's doing with Lucy.

She could be here, too,
for all we know.

So, what, we got about
four, five hours left
of oxygen?

Maybe less.

I'm sorry to get you involved
in all of this.

These men, they're holding
my friends hostage,

and I didn't have a choice.

I suppose it's my fault

for wanting to believe
you were really a fan.

No, I am a fan.
I think what you do
is amazing.

I got trapped
underwater once,

and it was the most
terrifying moment of my life.

And you, you lock yourself
up to entertain people
for a living.

-How?
-You wanna know
the real trick?

-Fear isn't real.
-What do you mean?

Fear isn't what's
actually happening,

it's just your reaction to it.

So, I clear my head.
Think one, single thought.

What's the thought?

Escape.

You also have
this other trick.

The Cutpurse,
I believe it's called?

Maybe you could
teach it to me sometime.

That's right.
I always did love that trick.

-I'll do just that.
-Stop. We're here.

You're up.

[dramatic music playing]

[lock clicks open]

My friend's gonna stay
out here with the girl.

You try anything,
he kills her.

[dramatic music playing]

[whistles]

You weren't kidding.
Edison really is paranoid.

-Can you open it?
-It'll take some time.

-Ten minutes, maybe?
-You got three.

Those Pinkertons
will be back soon.

I have another idea.

[footsteps overhead]

[bolt sliding]

[locks clicking]

That tiny thing is a bomb?

What did Edison ever do to you?

[door opens]

Well, I guess the meeting
wasn't at 4:00, after all.

Who are you?

Mr. Edison.
Mr. Ford, Mr. Morgan.

Rare pleasure to meet you.

My name is Garcia Flynn,
and you are Rittenhouse.

Looking for this?

[metal clanking]

It's a sleight of hand.
It's called The Cutpurse.

What the hell is going on,
young man?

Guards!

Gentlemen, if I were you,

I'd vacate this fair city
as quickly as possible.

Oh...

By the way,
you've just been saved

by the great Harry Houdini.

See my show if you can.

[grunts]

[groans]

Mentioning The Cutpurse to me,
that was pretty smart.

I was hoping
you'd get what I meant.

That's why I came to you,
so you would help me.

How'd you know I could?

You're the best in the world
at getting out of tight spots,

and I was in a really
tight spot.

Did you get the bomb?

-Yes, got it.
-All right.

Hell of a thing.

I've never seen
guns like these before.

I'll take that.

Well, Lucy, I wish
I could say this was fun,
but I'd be lying.

Wait.

I still need your help.

My friends,
they're trapped in a hotel
with a serial killer.

What's a serial killer?

I'll explain on the way.
Come on. We have to go,
they're in danger.

Wait, wait, wait.
We should go to the police.

-They'll think I'm crazy.
-And I won't?

What you do for a living,
crazy's part of the job, right?

Please?

We're running out of air.

My heart won't stop pounding.
I'm really scared.

-Are you scared?
-Yeah.

It's becoming
a daily thing with me.

[George]
My little boy, he's eight.
He has this jack-in-the-box.

And every time he cranks it,

it pops out, and he laughs
like it's the very first time.

He's got this
laugh that just...

[laughs]

It makes you
want to start laughing, too.

I just want to hear it again.

[Sophia] I can't stop
thinking about my father,

how he's waiting for me
to come home and tell him
all about my big trip.

He's so proud.

You know, I designed
the Women's Pavilion
at the fair.

Really?

Went to the Massachusetts
Institute of Technology.

For architecture.

-First woman to do it.
-You went to MIT?

So did I.

Oh. You must be
Robert Robinson Taylor.

No, uh...

-I'm the other black guy.
-Wait, there were two?

[metal cracks]

Ugh!

[sighs] This isn't working.

We are going to die here.

My father will never know
what happened.

It'll just be like
I dropped off
the face of the Earth.

I know what that's like.

To have someone missing.

Not knowing,
and you're always wondering.

That's the worst part.

But I'm not gonna
let that happen.

You understand me?

You're gonna go home
to your father. You, your son.

But I need you to help me.

[sighs nervously]

Police are downstairs.

[grunts]

[gunshot]

[cocks shotgun]

[tense music playing]

[Sophia]
I'm telling you, these joints,
they're impossible.

It's never...

[Wyatt] What?

Do you see this one brick?

[Wyatt] It's concrete.

-And it's spalling.
-What does that mean?

The material is deteriorating.

If we could find something
to make a small hole,

we might be able
to get someone to hear us.

Will this work?

It's worth a try.

-Where do we start?
-[Lucy] I don't know.

H.H. Holmes is a monster.

There are isolation chambers
and secret chutes hidden
all over.

My friends could be anywhere.

So could Holmes.

Come on.

[keys jingle]

[Wyatt grunting]

You did it, Wyatt.

Hello? [panting]
Can anyone hear me?

[doorknob rattles]

Here.

Can anyone hear me?

-Did you hear that?
-I heard something.

Hello?

-Wyatt? Wyatt?
- Can anyone hear me?

[Wyatt] Hello?

Sounds like it's coming
from here.

A bookcase?
I mean, that would be
too obvious, wouldn't it?

Guess not.

This Holmes doesn't have
much imagination.

Um...

I, uh...
I don't like tight spaces.

[Wyatt] Can anyone hear me?

Is anyone out there? Hello?

Can anyone hear me?

[Lucy] Wyatt? Is that you?

Is that Lucy?

-Lucy?
-Is Rufus with you?

Hey! I am!

-Man, it's good
to hear your voice.
-You, too.

-Are you okay?
-Can you get us out of here?

Now this, I can do.

You with someone?

Yes, I brought
Harry Houdini with me.

Did Lucy just say
she brought Harry Houdini?

Who's Harry Houdini?

[locks clicks]

Thank God you're all right.

[exhales]

I'm okay.

Where's Flynn?

He's locked
in an office somewhere,
thanks to Harry here.

I brought you a present.
[laughs]

Hi. Hi!

-You're okay.
-Yeah, so are you.

-Uh, this is Sophia and George.
-Thank you both.

-Yeah, of course.
-Thank you.

We should probably get going
before someone realizes
we're gone.

He's right.
We should get out of here.

Follow me.

Lucy.

We're not done here yet.

[suspenseful music playing]

I told you,
I'm not H.H. Holmes.

My name is Pat Quinlan.

-Yeah? Prove it.
-Okay. Um, in my pocket.

He's telling the truth.
Quinlan is the hotel's
caretaker.

-Where's your boss?
-I don't know.

[gagging]

Try harder.

He's probably in his office
on the third floor.

Show me.

Get the police.
Go! Right now!

Wyatt? Wyatt?

George is H.H...

[dark music playing]

[Lucy screaming]

Wyatt! Rufus!

Lucy!

What? What happened?
Where's Lucy?

No.

Where am I?

[exhales deeply]

[whispering]
What's happening?

Where am I?

-[hammering]
-Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

What's happening?

[whimpers]

-[George]
How did this happen?
-Help.

That thin man,
I did everything he said.

Let me out.
Let me out of here!

He paid me
to trap your friends.

Did he set me up?
Now, what am I going to do?

They'll find out.

[whispering]
They'll find out everything.

Please. Please.

[whispering] Please,
just get me out of here,
I shouldn't be here.

[screaming]

[POUNDING]
Get me out of here!
Get me out!

I'm not... Let me...

[punches wall]

Be quiet.

Escape.

Fear isn't real.

Escape.

-Escape.
-[exhales softly]

If I'm going to burn in hell,
you're going to burn with me.

I wouldn't do that
if I were you, Herman Mudgett.

I'm not like the other women.

And there have been
so many women, haven't there?

How do you know my real name?

I know a lot of things
about you.

You're a doctor and a conman.

Who are you?

I'm a psychic.

And I know
that you're a spiritualist,

so, you believe, don't you?

Well, I have seen your past,
and I know your future.

You said he'd be in his office.

I said he'd probably
be in his office.

-So where is he actually, then?
-I can't be sure.

Do not tell me that you
don't know what's been
going on in this hotel.

I don't want to know.

Okay, okay.

Where did he take her?

Uh...sometimes he disappears
into the basement.

No. No, you're no psychic.

If I'm not who I say I am,
then how would I know

that your father beat you
when you were a child.

And your mother?

Your mother was too weak
to stop him, wasn't she?

-You're just trying
to trick me.
-No, I'm not.

I know that you have a baby
with your first wife,

and that you
abandoned your family

to start a new one
with a new woman.

There have been so many women
that you have loved and killed.

Why are you telling me this?

I can help you.

If you let me out of here,

I promise I will help you
achieve great wealth

and live a long and happy life.

Isn't that what you want,
Herman?

Money, power.
I can help you get them all.

-[door opens]
-Don't move!

Wyatt, I'm in here!
[crying]

-Rufus, get her out.
-[Lucy] Get me out of here!

George.

[chuckles]

Why would you lock
yourself up with us?

Pretend to be your own victim?

Because it amuses me
to watch your fear.

[chuckling]

I was born
with the devil in me.

I can't help the fact
that I'm a murderer,

no more than the poet can
help the inspiration to sing.

Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't shoot you?

I'll confess.

To everything.

Every life I've taken,
every body I buried.

I heard what you said
in that chamber, Wyatt.

Your worst fear is not knowing
what happened to the people
you love.

Someone very important
to you, right?

Well, I can give
my victims' families closure.

Is he telling the truth?

Wyatt...

Does he say
where he buried the victims?

No.

He lies about everything
and sells his story for profit.

She's a witch.
She can't be trusted.

-[gunshot]
-[groans]

[solemn music playing]

Thank you.

Just make sure you get home
to your dad, all right?

I hope we meet again.
Maybe at our class reunion.

The police will be here
in 20 minutes.

Sure you can't come with me?

We'll make a great team,
and I could sure
use an assistant.

You'll find a better one soon.

Keep a lookout for a Bess,

or an Annie or a Frances
or a Bess.

And you will go on to do
amazing things together.

What makes you so sure?

A magician never
reveals her secrets.

Gentlemen.

Good luck.

[Wyatt] Hey, Houdini.

Give me my damn gun back.

[clears throat]

For the record, um,

I knew you guys
were gonna save me.

Well, you know, technically,
I think you saved us.

Well, technically,
yeah, you're right.

[laughs]

-It's not bad
for a civilian, right?
-No.

Not bad at all.

Look at that.
I got the team back.

[uplifting music playing]

[Rufus] Okay.

Listen up,
old Rittenhouse dude,

whose name I still don't know.

I'll do this job.
I'll pilot the Lifeboat.

And one day,
we will catch Garcia Flynn.

But I'm done
being your errand boy.

If you touch me,

or anyone in my family
or anyone I care about,

I'm out.

And if you have
a problem with that,

you can just
find another pilot.

Oh...

Wait.

There is no other pilot.

I'm all you've got.

So back the hell off.

This is my last recording.

-Give it to Rittenhouse.
-Rufus.

Are you sure
you want to do this?

I'm sure.

After what I've seen today,

I'm not scared of Rittenhouse.

I've picked a side, Connor.

You should pick one, too.

[phone ringing]

-This is Wyatt.
-[Flynn] Congratulations.

You checked out of the World's
Fair Hotel alive.

Lucy saved Edison,
Ford, and Morgan,

who went on to become
some of history's
greatest dicks.

How'd you get this number?

Oh, and on top of all that,

you got to kill
America's first serial killer.

That must have felt great.

What do you want, Flynn?

We made a deal
that if you'd help me
get Benedict Arnold,

I give you the name
of your wife's killer.

So despite
of what you think of me,

I'm a man of my word. Now...

The guy you're looking for

is currently serving
for two other murders
in San Quentin.

And his name
is Wes Gilliam.

Now, we both know
you can't go back
to any time you already exist.

So it's not like you can stop
the murder or even stop Wes.

No, you'd have to go
back in time further.

Do something terrible
to his poor, innocent
parents, maybe?

So the only question now,
Wyatt, is...

What are you gonna do
about it?

[closing theme music playing]