If I really was the Dread Pirate Jiwe,
I never would've let Darhk steal my totem.
What the hell are you apologizing for?
You're better than a story,
and a hell of a lot more fearsome than some pirate queen,
with or without your totem.
This man, Edward Teach,
has been convicted of unlawful piracy and plunder...
Therefore, it is my duty
as an instrument of the crown to--
You're in sore need of a sword, pirate.
Gideon, maybe you could help us settle an argument.
What are the chances of survival
if we stay in the Bermuda Triangle?
Zero. There are multiple cannonballs
headed towards our starboard bow as we speak.
Um, sorry, cannonballs?
I thought we were cloaked.
I told you coming here was a bad idea.
Who the heck is firing at us?
I want that ship brought down!
-再发射一枚炮弹 -是 长官
- Fire another volley! - Aye, sir!
You wouldn't kill an unarmed man.
You're showing him mercy!
Shut up! We just saved your hairy neck.
Try to keep up, boys.
Gideon, jump us out of here!
My heart is pounding, my palms are sweating,
and I know that I only have a few rounds left in my pocket.
So, what'd you do?
I grabbed a guy and used him as a human shield.
And from that point on,
no one would ever play paintball with me ever again.
Well, it sounds like a hell of a 15th birthday party.
Gonna run to the restroom really quickly.
We're gonna need the check.
Please tell me that the Waverider
did not just crash into Star City.
Star City? Is that where we are?
- Oh, you gotta be kidding me. - Well, the good news is
the cannonball didn't hit the time-core.
And Nate made a beautiful landing.
-是的 -谢谢你 大块头
- Yeah... - Thanks, big guy.
So, Sara, how's the date going?
Here-- come here.
What the hell are you doing here?
Please don't be mad.
You weren't answering your phone.
This better be a life or death emergency, Gary.
A speedster stole my time courier,
- and then pantsed me. - And then--
Did you check if HQ is secure?
Snug as a bug...
Except one item, uh,
was reported missing from storage:
a long brown coat
- that used to belong to, uh... - Rip Hunter.
- Yeah. - Okay...
You look great-- by the way.
-闭嘴 盖瑞 -好
- Shut up, Gary. - Yeah.
Remember when we talked about personal space?
- Yeah, okay. - Come on.
- Uh, you-- - Double ouch.
You want-- you-- you want me to box it up for you?
不要 盖瑞 我们要找到里普
No, Gary. Okay, we need to find Rip.
He's got a time courier,
which means he could be anywhere any time,
causing a whole mess of problems.
*Time can never mend*
*The careless whisper of a good friend*
*To the heart and mind*
*Ignorance is kind*
*There's no comfort in the truth*
*Pain is all you'll find*
*I'm never gonna dance again*
*Guilty feet ain't got no rhythm*
*Though it's easy to pretend*
*I know you're not a fool*
When I left, you were headed to Detroit.
Yeah, it's a-- it's-- it's a really--
it's a really long story.
Mick and Amaya are marooned in 1717,
the Darhks have the Fire Totem,
and Blackbeard has the Earth Totem.
I just thought it was gonna be a longer story.
Thank God you're back. You look great.
The engine room's a disaster. We're not going anywhere.
I don't know who looks more ridiculous,
you guys in your pirate britches or me in this...
- stupid dress. - Definitely them.
Hey, I know it looks like a mess,
but we really wanted you to have a nice night out.
Yeah, if you really like that mean Time Bureau lady,
you shouldn't give up on her.
Look, I'm not giving up on anything,
other than maybe the idea that I'll ever have a normal life.
Zari, get the ship back in fighting shape,
'cause until then...
Rory and Amaya are on their own.
All right, listen up.
We can't let the Darhks beat us to Grace Island
and to the Earth Totem,
so... we're in need of a ship.
You want to sail the Queen Anne's Revenge?
I told you, that necklace is cursed.
You're gonna let a curse stop you from taking the gold?
Why did you become a pirate in the first place, ey?
- Well, I've-- - To let an admiral get the best of you?
Or to claim your destiny on the wide open sea?
I don't know what's waiting for us
on the other side of this journey,
but whatever it is,
it beats cowering in some alleyway,
waiting for your black beard to turn grey.
I swore I'd never go back to that island...
and I'm a man of me word.
Fair winds, me hearties.
Blackbeard's... a coward.
We don't need Blackbeard.
We just need his ship.