Oh, this is not my room.
Where are Jax and Ray?
I'm going to die. I don't remember.
What's the lasthing that you do remember?
It's all... it's all coming back to me.
We were headed to a circus for a private show.
And then what? You decided to peel off
and sleep in the cargo bay?
How could you abandon your own team?
Oh, you-- you're one to talk.
All right, let's stop wasting time.
The loss of my saber-toothed tiger was indeed a blow.
But the fates have smiled on me again,
because the "God of Fire" and "The Incredible Shrinking Man"
have joined my troupe.
I think we've had a... slight misunderstanding.
And I am truly grateful
that you have not used your special abilities to try to escape.
"Special abilities"? Man,
like I told you before,
that was just the liquor talking.
He's right. Okay?
My friend and I are just regular, plain old folk from 1870.
Dishonesty is not your strong suit, my good man.
I saw what your friend did.
That was no trick.
And he says you two are capable of wonders just as marvelous.
Don't be shy.
- Oh, poppycock. - But he's right.
He can't fire up without his partner,
who's not here.
And I can't shrink without my exo-suit.
Also not here.
So you might as well just let us go,
'cause we are obviously useless.
I'll make marvels out of you yet.
You said Ray and Jax would be here.
They're probably eating breakfast sandwiches
and eating a handful of aspirin.
Or, maybe they're in trouble.
Here? This place is harmless.
Then why are we being watched?
Guy in the hat, six o'clock?
Nice work, Nathaniel.
What, you think I spooked him?
The smell of your breath alone would be enough.
You know what?
You don't get to criticize me. And you know why?
Because you're no longer a member of this team.
I don't blame you for going out
and getting pie-eyed last night.
That's cool. I don't blame you for saying "Pie-eyed."
My point is
Sara should have told you
that she was bringing me back from Zambesi.
It must have been upsetting when I just--
Whoa, whoa, hang on.
You think last night was because of you?
天啊 阿玛雅 你很自负
Oh, my God, Amaya, you are so conceited.
Last night wasn't even remotely about you. At all.
What was it about?
It was about me and the boys doing what we do.
Hanging out. Sharing a few laughs.
Having a few drinks.
Ending up in a freak show.
You like meat, huh?
Yeah, all right.
There we go.
Come back here, you little rat bastard!
I don't understand.
Who is this man and why have we taken him prisoner?
Professor Stein, meet Gary.
Please don't kill me.
I won't, if you tell us
why you were tailing us.
- You two know each other? - Gary here
works for Rip's Time Bureau,
and I'm guessing Agent Sharpe
had her little stooge spying on us.
Isn't that right, Gary?
Well, I'm not at liberty
to discuss the nature of my--
All right, yes!
Uh, she sent me to spy on you.
Good thing, too. Since you arrived here,
the anachronism has jumped
from a level one to a level six.
We found the saber-tooth,
and it is safe and sound in its cage,
so I don't know how we could have
made the anachronism worse.
My guess is we can thank
our two missing teammates for that.
Please tell me you found the Hardy Boys.
Let's just hope they had the good sense
to stick together.
Oh, they're stuck together, all right.
P.T. Barnum has them dressed as conjoined twins.
Guys, get us outta here.
Man, I thought I had a rough night.
-别逗了 内特 -赶紧的
- Not funny, Nate. - Yeah, come on.
This harness is really uncomfortable.
Okay. I got this.
I must be dehydrated, man.
This never happened to me before, I swear.
Where have I heard that one before?
Not from me. She never heard that from me.
Amaya, an elephant actually would
come in really handy right now.
Look who joined the circus.
We're gonna need a bigger tent.
I take it you're still too dehydrated
to get us out of here.