What is it with me and Nazis?
Wrong World War, Mick!
These are Huns, not Nazis!
I don't care what you wanna call them,
just take them out, now!
I'm on it.
We must be almost on top of it.
Sir, you need to understand that this is one problem
that cannot be solved with violence.
Okay, maybe a spot of violence.
Well, if he's not gonna give the order for the ceasefire,
we'll have to.
What frequency are we on?
Um, three megahertz.
Jax, set the Waverider to receive the signal
and hijack all communication on the battlefield.
Copy that, pumping the volume.
Attention all combatants.
May I have your attention, please?
There are casualties on the battlefield.
Brave men on both sides who are in urgent need
of medical attention.
I know that the divisions between us run deep,
that they may very well be insurmountable.
But I implore both of our armies
for this one moment
to come together as allies and honor a ceasefire
so that the injured may be removed
from the field of battle.
There may come a day when our courage fails us,
when we forsake our friendships
and break the bonds of fellowship,
but today is not that day.
And perhaps in showing our humanity...
we might just save it.
I can't believe they fell for it.
Let's keep moving.
That's gotta be it.
Tolkien was right.
The legend's real.
It's the blood of...
Christ, you are so predictable.
Though, I have to admit, negotiating a ceasefire
in the middle of a World War? Pretty impressive.
Maybe they'd like to hear our peace terms.
It's quite simple, really.
Hand over the spear, or we kill you.
but you've reached the end of your quest.
You're right. I'm gonna end this now.
Mick, give me the spear.
What are you doing?
Hey man, we're friends.
I don't have friends.
But he does have partners.
So what do you say, partner?
Mick, you're better than this.
不 事实上 你不是
No, actually, you're not.
They may pretend to believe in you as long as they can use you,
but they'll just as soon let you die,
same as they did me.
He's messing with your head, man.
Ever since I've been on that ship,
you people have been trying to change me.
That's not true, Mick.
But guess what?
There are things about me I wanna change too.
变钢铁 内特 阻止他
Steel up, Nate. Stop him.
He does, you and animal chick die,
but we still keep the spear.
And we're gonna make all kinds of fun changes.
Come with me.
The spear can help us fix your messed up future
and my past.
If you think we're gonna let you walk out of here
- with the spear-- - You're right.
You know, we could use a distraction.
I hereby declare that the armistice is over.
Oh, that's just great.
Now we're all gonna die.
Mick, have I ever pulled a heist without a getaway plan?
I wish things could've been different, Sara.
Jax, we need an extraction.
Copy that, I'm in bound.
Okay, opening the cargo bay doors.
Mick's gone. It's over.
We never should have set foot on that battlefield.
We didn't have a choice.
That's not true.
There was a choice, and you made the wrong one,
and now the Spear of Destiny, the most powerful weapon
in all of history, is in the hands of not one,
but four psychopaths.
- Don't forget Mr. Rory. - That's right.
We trusted him, and he screwed us over.
Did we trust him?
I mean, admit it, we never really did,
and he picked up on it.
Yeah, apparently Mr. Rory's not entirely stupid.
We lied to him.
Not Mick, Tolkien.
We told him there was hope.
That humanity will light its way, but...
we just ended up dumping him back in the trenches.
We had to restore time.
Although I suppose it doesn't really much matter
now that reality itself is threatened.
Last time I checked, there was not an on/off button
on the spear.
What if...what if they don't know how to use it?
I have to say, well done.
I've heard of your skills as a thief before,
but this has taken it to a whole new level.
Truly masterful, getting one of them to steal it for us.
He was never really one of them.
Were you, Mick?
I thought you said the spear belonged to us.
There's plenty of power to go around.