Oh, damn it! I mean, darn it.
There's a class in session.
Listen up, punks.
Class dismissed. Get out of here.
This must be a part of the training exercise.
Our ship has been boarded by a Time Pirate.
On behalf of The Time Bureau,
and in accordance to Article 15.6, Section B,
concerning the unlawful seizure of Time Ships--
Gideon's been in sleep mode for five years,
but if I can divert her power back to the core...
Hello, Legends. What did I miss?
Well, we're about to steal the ship,
go grab Julius Caesar in Aruba,
all before history completely collapses.
So it's business as usual, then.
Gideon, engines to power.
Turbines to speed.
Right away, Captain.
Sounds like this old boat needs a lube job.
What in the hell do they think they're doing?
The hangar's sealed. There's no way out of here.
Yep, well, I'm afraid the Legends
have never permitted something like logic to stop them.
I hope you know what you're doing, Ms. Lance.
Gideon, time-jump us out of here.
Are you sure we can time-jump inside the building?
We're about to find out.
Gideon, when are we?
I was only able to time-jump us three minutes into the future.
We're still in Star City.
If you haven't noticed,
the ship is in desperate need of maintenance.
Yeah, there's no way we're gonna make it to Aruba.
Can we make it to Central City?
I know a good mechanic there.
Jefferson. What a-- what a nice surprise.
Lily also dropped by with some rather exciting news.
Oh, well, if it's a bad time, I can always just--
Wait, wait. What is it?
Something's wrong. I can feel it.
We may only see each other once a week for our bonding sessions,
but we still share a psychic connection.
I dropped out of school.
Why would you do that?
You could have your master's in--in two years.
是的 我知道 只是...
Yeah, I know, it's just...
Learning about engineering is not half as fun as actually,
you know, being an engineer on a time ship.
Oh, hey, Jax.
Whoa. Whoa, Lily, you're...
Uh, you--you look-- you look healthy.
I'm kidding. I'm pregnant.
Oh, my God.
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
Yeah, I was on sabbatical in Rome with my boyfriend and...
She means her future husband.
And we decided we wanted to come home
and break the big news in person.
Oh, I've got to put the osso buco in the oven,
but you should totally stay for dinner
- Yeah. - Okay.
My heart still melts when she says that word.
It's crazy. It's...
Oh, my God.
Is that what I think it is?
Come on, Grey.
A chance to meet Julius Caesar and fix history.
Look, we have a time ship.
We can get you home in time for dessert.
That's what I told Clarissa the last time I left.
And when you came home you had a surprise daughter.
The point is, sometimes...
we screw things up for the better.
That's a good motto.
We should use that.
- I'll--I'll come. - Great.
Now all we need is Amaya,
and we can get the band back together.
- That's not happening. - Whoa, did I miss something?
Amaya dumped him.
Went back to 1942.
She didn't dump me.
She didn't dump me.
Amaya went back to Zambesi because Rip told her
she has some sort of destiny to fulfill
back in 1942. That's it.
Unlike the rest of us
who don't have crap
waiting for us in the real world.
Speak for yourself, numbnuts.
I don't know about you all, but I was destined
for greater things than folding towels.
And Rip thinks he doesn't need us
because he's got the Time Bureau.
We're the ones who broke history.
We should be the ones that fix it.
But instead of operating on history with a chainsaw,
this time we are gonna be the scalpel.
Is this your idea of subtle?
Just try to blend in, okay?
Great Caesar's ghost.
So what I have to say to you is this:
are you willing to fight with me?
And claim this savage land for Rome?
What, did you teach Caesar English?
Nope. Just showed up speaking fancy.
Temporal linguistic dysplasia...
- What? - A side effect of historical displacement.
You know, cowards die many times before their deaths.
The valiant never taste death but once!
Yeah! And Delta Nu Phi sucks!
Delta Nu Phi sucks!
Alpha Psi Gamma sucks!