which means he needs a peer--
someone who speaks nerd.
You better come right back you two, do you understand me?
And use protection.
I think he's warming to me.
Just go. God!
Just follow my lead, and we'll be out of here
before my dad even shows up.
Be quiet and listen. Your life depends on it.
Are you decent?
We're the CIA, here to take you back to America.
No. West Berlin.
As I told your British friends,
I-I will not speak a word about cold fusion
until I am reunited with my family.
Touching, but not our mission.
We'll get you back to your family,
but first you have to come with us--it's not safe here.
Wait. I-I have to get something from the other room--
a doll for my daughter.
No, no, no. No, there's no time.
There's an assassin on his way here right now,
and trust me, he's not very nice.
I will not leave here without that doll.
Can I hurt him yet?
Wait. You are not CIA.
- Release him! - Stand back.
What happened to your magic fingers?
That virus you shot me with must be affecting my powers.
We got to get out of here before more guards come,
or worse, your dad.
Hey, we're here to save you.
Who are you?
See? Who needs magic?
Okay, I believe you.
Get me out of here.
Time-jump us out of here.
Oh, crap, there goes our exit.
Well, back to basics.
So I just eat this Lyoga root,
and it's, boom, vision quest?
No. That much would kill you.
This tea has plenty to take you to the world between worlds.
We'll use your totem to anchor us
while we look for any signs of mine
and, hopefully, Ray along with it.
The incense will calm you,
and I'm just gonna ease you into the altered state
through some guided meditation.
Thank you for helping us.
So how do you know Nathaniel?
I was kind of like his wingman back in Central City.
Just--helped him get over a broken heart, actually,
because this basic bitch just dumped him on his birthday.
Can you believe that?
Yeah...'cause I was actually that basic bitch.
这下气氛可好了 沃利 你可以走了
Great vibe, Wally. I think we can take it from here.
Yeah, yeah, okay, I'm gonna go.
That's a classic first-attempt blunder.
Happens to the Legends all the time,
sometimes twice on the same mission.
All we need to do is regroup and come up with plan B.
- Hey! What are you doing? - Plan B.
Tell us the formula for cold fusion,
or I'll break your fingers.
No. The formula can die with me.
Oh, I'm not gonna kill you. You'll just wish I had.
诺拉 放下 折磨不是办法
Nora, just put it down. Torture is not the answer.
Yeah, but it's fun either way.
Do your worst.
I've already faced the most terrible pain that a man can endure--
the prospect that he will never again
see the ones he holds most dear.
The doll, it's your daughters?
I only had enough money for papers for my wife and daughter.
So, when they left, Greta wanted me to keep it...
with the promise that I would bring it back to her soon.
So, torture me all you want, fraulein.
I swear I will never give up my secret
until I am with my family.
This was supposed to be simple--in and out.
Now we're stuck here in this dump.
My father still thinks I'm a little kid.
Now he's gonna lord it over me that he's stronger than me,
that we're not equals, and that I f--
that I failed.
It's not all bad.
We have extended Dr. Vogal's life past its normal expiration date.
- What? - So all we have to do is, um,
带他穿过柏林墙 然后他就会开口 对吧
just get him across the border and then he'll talk, right?
Of course. Why didn't I think of that?
We'll just mosey across the most heavily guarded border
in all of history.
- Is that sarcasm? - No.
No, that's not sarcasm. Yes, it's sarcasm!
Look, it's not gonna work.
Without magic, it's impossible.
Nothing's impossible. W-we thought cold fusion was impossible.
So you don't have magic.
Young Darhk is no match for our brains and determination.
And you know what?
It's high time you showed your dad
what's really inside you... besides a demon.
Dr. Vogal, where does one go to acquire forged papers?
Looks like our master forger's changed occupations.
This was the address I was given.
Perhaps we should come back during the day.
You really think we'll live to see morning
with you-know-who on our tail?
Don't judge a storefront by its hats.
Let's get to work.
First, the documents must be flawless.
Then we need the right set of wheels.
Only diplomatic vehicles
are the ones to be waved across the checkpoint.
- Guten abend. - Mmm. Guten abend.
You look like a yummy morsel, fraulein.
How much for a little taste?
How about your car?
And last but not least,
the most important part of any time-travel mission--