Does it matter?
Apparently everything we're going to do
has already been predetermined by Rip's former bosses.
It's funny, I've always prided myself on being the guy
who doesn't play by the rules.
Come to find out, I'm the one being played.
I don't know.
I still feel responsible for everything I've done.
And it still keeps me up at night.
It's the things I didn't do that keep me up at night.
- What's that? - Oh, I don't know.
Maybe it's being on this ship traveling through time
I started to wonder what the future might hold for me...
and me and you.
You want to steal a kiss from me, Leonard?
You better be one hell of a thief.
How you feeling, Martin?
Well, I'm dying.
I'm also sure that you're dying and so are all the others.
I'm just a little ahead of you.
Normally I'd be quite concerned, but the truth is
discovering one's life has already been predetermined
is ironically liberating.
I--I've already run through everything we know
about the Oculus, and with the help of a few
"back of the envelope" physics calculations,
I'm determined that we have a chance.
Infinitesimal as that may be.
Captain, we've arrived at the Oculus Wellspring
on the far side of the Vanishing Point.
Based on Captain Hunter's description,
the Oculus is a massive temporal computer,
most likely powered by a scaled-down supernova
contained at the bottom of the Wellspring.
Why aren't any of you more excited by this?
We're excited to blow it up.
Dr. Palmer will deactivate the core contained supernova,
which should create an anomalistic event.
A very big explosion.
Sounds like a plan.
Hello again, Rip.
Right on schedule.
Uh, I think we've walked into a trap.
No, it's destiny.
I must say you've all played your parts well.
As with everything else you've done,
I'm afraid it was all for nothing.
All your posturing.
All your claims about doing what's best for the timeline,
about protecting history,
and it all comes down to cold blooded murder.
The difference between murder and execution
is only a matter of authority.
I have it. You don't.
Returning the Jumpship to the Waverider.
Good luck, Mr. Jackson.
Hope I'm not too late.
不 杰佛逊 你来得正好
No, Jefferson, you're right on time.
- How did you... - What?
You thought you were the only one
who knew a thing or two about time travel?
Good work. We need to get to the Oculus
before reinforcements arrive.
Take about two minutes to figure out
how to self-destruct this thing.
We'll buy you some time. You lot guard the entrance.
Mr. Rory, you're with me.
Now if you'd excuse me, I won't be long.
Don't do this.
Don't kill Rip's family.
In a cosmic sense, it's already done.
-快点 西装头 -还要多久
- Hurry up, haircut. - How much longer?
Well, just about to reverse the polarity matrix.
Once I do that, I say we have about two minutes
before this whole place goes boom.
How big of a boom?
On a scale from one to ten...
- What are you doing? - I can't work
- with all this gear on. - You can't.
- A programmer needs his hands. - Ray...
-我能搞定 别担心 -不 你不行
- I got this, don't worry. - No, you don't.
This is what I saw. This is what Druce showed me.
This is how you die.
All my life I've wanted to make a difference.
Creating a future for you guys
without the Time Masters influence,
That said, I'm in no rush to die,
so keep 'em off me, okay?
We got you.
I'm not doing this 'cause I like you.
Yes, I know.
All right. Almost done.
There seems to be a failsafe to prevent tampering,
which probably includes trying to blow this thing up.
I have to maintain contact with the failsafe
in order to destroy the Oculus.
Not that much English.
Get back to the ship.
We are not leaving without you.
You've already seen the future: I'm dead already.
- Mick... - I got this.
I want revenge on those bastards.
Now get outta here.
Your mother was brave...
just as your father was foolish.
Which are you?
Where's Raymond and Mick?
Ray is in my pocket and Mick has elected to stay.
- Why? - Someone needs to be present
to destroy the Oculus. Mick has elected himself.
不 你不能这么做 现在不是...
No, no, no, no, no, you can't. There isn't ti--
We gotta go!
- Mick. - Get outta here.
Not without you, Mick.
Pretty boy said I gotta hold this stick for the ship to blow.
So I'm holding this stick. Now leave!
My old friend, please forgive me.
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