No civil war means no Ides of March.
No Ides of March means...
No Roman Empire.
What happens on the Ides of March?
Eh...well, that's when your friends,
who really aren't your friends,
stab you in the back to stop your rise to power.
Not that you'll remember any of this.
Check it out. History is back to normal.
And now a little something for the Heywood scrapbook.
Oh, man. That's a keeper.
Enjoy conquering the world.
Perhaps my eyes deceive me,
but that does not look like the Time Bureau to me.
No, it says here we landed in 49 B.C.
Relax, because we just dropped off JC
back where he belongs.
So, history has been restored,
and we can go home.
I'm afraid that's not possible.
Why? Something wrong with the ship?
No, but your home no longer exists.
Here is a map of what was formally known
as the United States, circa 2017.
I thought you said that history has been restored.
Does that look restored to you?
What does "Magna Hesperia" mean?
It means Caesar went on to conquer the known world
and then the unknown world.
One of you fools must have entrusted him
with future knowledge, something that allowed him
to alter the course of history.
No, no. I mean, Sara hit him
with Rip's flashy...
- Flashy thing. - thing.
Oh, my God.
Change of plans.
We're not marching on Rome, sir?
No, we're still marching.
But when we get there, we're going to visit
a few old friends...
starting with Brutus
I cannot believe you let Caesar
steal the answers to the test.
Why are you all looking at me? It's not my fault.
How did mop-head even know there would be a test?
It's a figure of speech.
Caesar knew how to alter history
because he already knew how it would unfold.
So all we got to do is get back out there
and refold history.
Or contact Mr. Hunter,
and let the Time Bureau handle it.
No, no, no, no.
We do not let those time-turds
have the satisfaction of knowing that we--
That you lost the book?
Stop blaming me, okay?
Caesar must have swiped it when I wasn't looking.
- Nate's right. - Thank you.
Not about it not being your fault--
about The Time Bureau.
They're 2,000 years away.
We can fix this before they even--
Ms. Lance, a word.
Look, I know what you're gonna say,
but we are gonna fix this.
You shall do nothing of the sort.
My agents will clear this mess in no time.
And what if something goes sideways?
None of these guys are field agents.
承认吧 里普 你需要我们
Admit it, Rip. You need us.
不 莎拉 你需要这个
No, Sara. You need this.
But just because you all found life outside this ship boring
doesn't mean you get your old jobs back.
Because the Time Bureau is capable
of getting the job done...
Without the mess.
We've got eyes on the target. Go-team is hot.
Yes, you are.
Watch and learn, Ms. Lance.
Proceed to the target to commence
memory erasure protocol.
Wait, I've seen this play before.
Leave the merchandise unattended,
draw the target out--
League of Assassins strategy?
No, it's Sink Shower & Stuff.
We use it to catch shoplift--
it's a trap!
You've got to pull your team out of there.
Agent Sharpe, initiate extraction.
Agent Sharpe has been...
We were caught unprepared.
But we'll go back in, and we--
And screw things up worse than you already have?
Boss is right.
We need to go and rescue Agent Hotcakes.
Oh, please. This entire situation
is happening because of you idiots--
Idiots? Idiots with special abilities.
We know how to handle ourselves.
Not against Julius Caesar,
who has an entire legion at his command.
We're pretty good at taking down legions.
You're damn straight.
I'm assuming the answer is no,
but do any of you happen to have a plan?
We're about to rejoin my army.
Not only am I letting you live,
I'm permitting you to witness the rise of the Roman Empire.
The Time Bureau will never permit you to alter history.
Caesar does not alter history.
He makes it.
Surrender your prisoner in the name of Ares,
the god of war!
Mars is the Roman god of war, Jefferson.