Previously on "Legends of Tomorrow":
Well, you really have buggered everything up this time.
Guys... I think we broke time.
As you can see, my agents are hard at work,
dealing with these anachronisms that you created.
People, places, and things displaced from their native time periods.
I am Gaius Julius Caesar of Rome.
I told you, I was leaving to create an organization
to replace the Time Masters.
Rip doesn't think he needs us now that he's got the Time Bureau.
'Cause the Time Bureau is capable of getting the job done
without the mess.
We're the ones who broke history.
We should be the ones that fix it.
-问题解决了 -不得不说 兰斯小姐
- Problem solved. - I gotta say, Ms. Lance,
now that I've seen your team in action with my own eyes...
You are even worse than I imagined.
Don't look! What are you doing here?
I live here. What's all this?
What part of "I'm making your birthday surprise,
stay out of the apartment" did you not understand?
I thought you meant lingerie and, you know, sex,
not whatever this is.
I'm making donuts--
'cause you said they were your favorite when you were little.
You're making them from scratch?
How else would I make them?
You do what my mom did: you go to the corner store
and you get 'em for 2 bucks a box.
Nobody makes anything from scratch anymore.
So all this was for nothing?
不是 甜甜圈总是有用的 我很有创意
No. Donuts are never for nothing, and I'm being creative.
I'm sure I can figure out a way to use that chocolate sauce.
I got it. Don't worry.
No, got it. All right.
Five-second rule. We're good.
I'll make some more.
不用 不用 不做了
No, no, no. You are done.
You can't do anything else.
We are doing the rest of this 2017-style.
Where are you going?
I'm going to the corner store
to get us chocolate-covered donuts
the way my mom used to buy them.
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All right. I got all my mom's favorites.
I got chocolate donuts,
喂 有人吗 小飞侠
Hello? Anybody home? McFly?
抱歉 各位 我只是
Sorry, guys, I was just,
I was just thinking about donuts.
Okay, so, where are we?
I was saying I reverse-engineered
the Time Bureau tech that Mick stole from Rip.
Now, we can locate anachronisms too.
-干得漂亮 伙计 -还有 试试这个
- Nice work, man. - Also, check this out.
Our run-in with Caesar got me thinking.
What if there was a way
to contain the anachronisms that we pick up,
and not have them causing trouble on the ship
or taking things they shouldn't?
Yeah, that's what we got the brig for.
Well, what if we have another LA situation?
Try putting a dinosaur in the brig.
- Not going to happen. - No.
- Unless it's an Aquilops. - Or a Compsognathus.
Or a cute little Oviraptor.
Okay, so just, how do we contain them?
We make it smaller.
You built a shrink ray.
I'm not particularly fond of that name.
I'm calling it
the hyper-molecular compressor.
It's a more powerful and portable version of the tech from my suit.
So a shrink ray?
I perfected the work
I was moonlighting on at Upswipz.
It'll return to normal size in 24 hours,
or, if you don't want to wait...
You are on fire, dude.
All right. Let's gather the rest of the team
and check out the new anachronism map.
We really messed up time.
Looks like we gave time acne.
Each of these dots
represents an anachronism we created by... breaking time.
Rip's Bureau rates them on a scale of one to ten
according to their magnitude of impact
and potential difficulty.
Gideon, can you analyze this data?
Certainly, Dr. Palmer.
Look at all these. It's going to take a lifetime
to clean up this mess. Maybe several.
Where should we start?
What about Great Wall of China, level six?
I had Chinese last night.
Where can I get a steak?
How about the North Atlantic Ocean?
I hear the Titanic had amazing food.
I refuse to set foot on the Titanic.
Whoever built that ship ought to be shot.
I'm sure Little Miss Time Bureau
would love to see us mess this up,
so let's find something easy. A nice slam dunk.
It's a level one.
Oh, I do hope you choose that one.
The anachronism is located at the grounds of
a P.T. Barnum's Roving Museum of Freaks and Hypnotic Hippodrome.