This is a private beach.
听着 伙计 我刚说...
Listen, pal, what did I--
And who the hell are you supposed to be?
I am Gaius Julius Caesar of Rome.
Thought I recognized you.
I knocked off one of your casinos in Vegas.
I am here to conquer all the known world.
Wait a sec.
How did you get here?
I imagine through the mischief of the goddess Ate.
But it matters not the land I find myself in.
It is but a matter of time before my banner flies over it.
Is that a fact?
- Rory? - I got a situation.
I think I bumped into one of those mechanisms...
is in Aruba.
- Seriously? - Seriously.
I got him tied up in my casita.
What do you want me to do?
Just sit tight and keep him safe.
If you screw up history, the Bureau will be on your ass
before you can say--
Son of a bitch.
Are you taking a personal call
during peak consumer traffic?
'Cause I quit.
What's so important to make you catch a train to Central City?
We kind of broke up.
- What? - It's not a big deal.
So what's going on?
Rory found an Anachronism.
Apparently, Julius Caesar just wound up in Aruba.
Mick's got him all tied up.
Look, this is our chance to get the Time Bureau to deal us back in.
Look, if we pull this off,
Rip might give us our old ship back.
Wow, I had no idea you were so unhappy with your new life.
Are you kidding me?
I'm, uh-I'm--I'm loving it.
I'm doing really good work.
It says you work at Sink Shower & Stuff.
even vigilantes have to pay their bills.
What are you guys so content with, huh?
What are you doing?
I'm doing pretty good. Thanks for asking.
the second most popular superhero in Central City.
So that's... pretty good.
Well, I am the first most popular in Silicon Valley,
when I'm not changing the world with a--
holistic social networking platform.
You sure this is where they're at?
I bumped into one of Rip's Time Agents a while back.
He may have left his badge at my place.
He left it at your place?
All right, maybe I lifted it off of him in the morning.
Freeze! Hands in the air!
Eyes on, eyes on!
Hey, don't move!
Stay right there!
On the floor. Hands behind your heads.
Sorry, there must be some kind of mistake.
We're the--we're the--
Oh, we know exactly who you losers are.
This floor is, like, super clean.
Lady, why are you so mean?
Maybe it's that poly-blend pantsuit
that's got her so grumpy.
I didn't know Men's Wearhouse gave group discounts.
What's wrong with you people? Do you want to get shot?
Totally rather get shot than look like a Sears model.
Hold your fire!
Stand down! All of you.
谢谢 谢谢 谢谢
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Hello. So good to see you all.
Next time, just call ahead.
You son of a bitch.
Eyes on, eyes on!
There's been a slight misunderstanding,
Nate, what are you doing?
I want to hear Rip say it.
You told Amaya to go back to 1942.
Amaya went back to 1942?
It was her idea.
She wanted to go back home to Zambesi.
What'd you say?
It was Amaya's idea to go back to Zambesi.
No, I heard him, Ray.
I was just being rhetorical.
All right. This is just awkward.
what brings the rest of you to the Time Bureau?
We found an Anachronism.
I wasn't aware any of you were searching for Anachronisms.
Rory was on a bender
when Julius Caesar showed up.
Agent Sharpe, have we seen any activity that would match
such a massive historical displacement?
Absolutely not, sir.
Well, I guess you must have missed one then.
I find that very hard to believe, and you know what--
Ready a go-team...
and we will meet you at the Op-Center.
In the meantime...
who fancies a tour?
Guess they're, uh,
not used to seeing famous people.
Yeah, kind of like we're the Founding Fathers of the Time Bureau.