We're now all equally dead.
Oh, I wouldn't worry about that.
This isn't the first scary speedster
that we had to put in his place.
We're gonna get you out of this bank vault, Eobard.
But on one condition.
You stop treating us like lackeys.
You think you can stop that?
Was that a yes?
- Yes. - Great!
Let's go to work.
Right, so, you say this thing is attracted to the Speed Force?
What if you don't use it?
What are you suggesting?
That you stop running.
It knows I'm here.
Because we've only got one shot at this.
Remember, as long as you stay still,
he can't sense you.
It won't stay trapped for long.
We have to go.
Gideon, can you please take the ship back to Central City?
If your goal is to return to 2017,
I'm afraid your father has instructed me
not to permit you to leave the ship.
Well, considering he never wanted to be my father,
that should draw his parental dictates
into question, wouldn't it?
You share my fondness for erudition.
You truly are my daughter.
Well, I am sorry about that.
No, I'm-- I'm the one who's sorry.
It's not your fault I'm a mistake.
我一生中犯了很多错 莉莉 但你...
Uh, I've made many mistakes in my life, Lily, but you...
most certainly are not one of them.
The apology that I owe you is for not telling you
about the unique circumstances of your conception.
You didn't want me to know that you didn't want me.
不 你说得对 我...
No, you're right, I--
I didn't want children.
But if there's one thing my travels
aboard the Waverider have taught me,
it's that time often doesn't provide us with what we want.
But it--it's quite adept at giving us what we need.
And I-- I need you...
in my life...
In ways that I--I could never even dare to imagine.
I just don't want there to be any more secrets between us.
Well, in that spirit, I suppose I should tell you
that I am one half of a nuclear powered superhero
So not funny, Dad.
Anyway, as fun as this was,
I probably should be getting home.
You're sure you can't stay?
I--I would. I just, um--
I'm working on a series of synthetic proteins
that are not gonna fold themselves, so...
So then, I guess this is good-bye.
Good luck folding those proteins.
Good luck rescuing your friend, Rip.
Feel no pressure to tell us what all this techno-crap is about.
We're sure we can figure it out ourselves.
This, uh, techno-crap,
as you so eloquently put it,
is Captain Hunter's memories.
Including the locations of the other pieces
of the Spear, I hope.
That is my working assumption, yes.
All we have to do now is upload his memories
to his cerebral cortex.
And that's not happening now because?
Well, we would hardly be doing Captain Hunter any favors
if we just restored the memories without taking the liberty
to address some of his shortcomings.
What, like, stopping him biting his nails?
Can I help you with something, soldier?
不 华盛顿将军 我很好
No, General Washington, I'm fine.
You, on the other hand...