Sara, stop, please.
You have to fight Mallus.
You're hurting me.
But no one can fight Mallus forever.
What have you got on your socks there, squire?
Oh, it's Beebo.
My Aunt Stacy bought them for me.
You like Beebo?
Once, when I was on a massive bender,
I put a spell on that toy to make him talk.
He told me things that'll make your toes curl.
Oh, like what?
Okay, Sara's soul is trapped in the realm of a demon
and her ship and entire crew are lost in time.
Who cares about Beebo?
Well, his Aunt Stacy does.
You're wound tight as a bloody drum, aren't you, love--
pardon me, pet.
You know, you need to loosen up.
And then the work just flows.
Oh, is that work you're doing?
Sorry, I couldn't tell.
There isn't exactly a paint-by-number spell
for locating a spaceship floating through a temporal stream.
My business card says, "Master of the Dark Arts,"
not "Doctor Ruddy What's-His-Face."
- Who? - Who?
什么 得了 盖瑞
What? Okay, you know what, Gary?
Let's just get outta here because Mr. Constantine
has wasted enough of our time.
Oh, that's where you are. You beauty.
Okay, so you have a foot, but you don't have a phone?
我 我就不明白了 莎拉怎么会
I--I just--I really don't understand how Sara could've--
What, shagged me in a mental institute?
Oh, my God!
Ah, you have nothing to be jealous about.
I am not jealous! I'm just...
Okay, maybe I'm a little bit jealous.
Ah, we were just trying to find some calm in the storm.
I don't understand, who sleeps with a Warlock and then
turns around and starts calling me her girlfriend?
She called you her girlfriend?
Yeah, and I really wanna believe her.
- But? - But I don't think that
Sara's really a one-woman woman.
Well, if the price of admission is looking like
a fool or getting your heart broken,
then, well, I'd say Ms. Lance is pretty well worth it.
Boys, there has to be a way to find the Waverider.
I have an idea.
We're all ears, mate.
The Legends remind me of my D&D group.
- Don't laugh. - Too late.
And last year, we were on a campaign,
"The Trials of Eagan."
Our party was made up of a monk,
a half-orc rogue,
and like, a-- like, a cheerful gnome
who was also a very accomplished wizard.
With two men down,
we were trapped in the Tomb of Ruination,
and we were being hunted by Zanatar the Unburnt.
We were exhausted,
running low on food.
Zari, come in.
Zari, do you copy?
Our sorceress was missing, feared dead.
Gary, how does any of this help us find Sara and the Legends?
Let the man finish his story, all right?
As you were, mate.
Zanatar the Unburnt wielded the Death Sword,
one of the Six Swords of Sorrow.
To defeat him, we needed...
Another of the Six Swords.
The best way to defeat a totem bearer
is with another totem.
Yeah, that worked out well for Z.
Seeing as I am out of commission,
one of you two needs to wield the Earth Totem.
Which turned Blackbeard's lady friend into a zombie.
It merely manifested the pirate queen's true nature.
A righteous warrior has nothing to fear from wielding a totem.
A righteous warrior. Count me out.
All right, well,
Earth Totem, meet Steel Man.
So how did your D&D crew thingy
find one of the six Swords of Sorrow?
We didn't, we died a grizzly death at the hands of Zanatar.
But, but, that's because we weren't working in concert.
The Legends will be fine as long as they just don't split up.
Mick and I will find Zari.
All right, and I'll go get the Earth Totem.
You're gonna die.
You can do this.
The point of my story is,
even though we were defeated by Zanatar,
we were able to track
the mystical object he was wielding.
The Sword of bloody Sorrow.
You are a bloody genius, Barry.
I need the vile from my desk,
Mother's tears, and my ruination stones,
and from you, Ava, I'm gonna need--
-求你了 别说出来 -脚
- Oh, please don't say it. - The foot.
Sorry, can we just pretend for a moment
that I have no idea what you two are doing?
Well, it's like our Gary said,
the easiest way to locate the Legends' ship
is to locate the Death Totem.
You know, it's a shame that you had to join the family business.
You were a sweet kid.
Last time we were here, I was a little girl,
but I was never sweet.
Your friend, Oliver, made sure of that
when he killed my father.
Oliver's not responsible for the path that you chose.