- Zari Tomaz: Let me get this straight. This ship can make any kind of food you can imagine, and you pick grapefruit, a bran muffin, and oatmeal.
- Sara Lance: After you try everything, you go back to the basics.
- Irish Whore: You best stop following me, guv.
- Rip Hunter: [stumbling upon a dead body, she screams] That is a most impressive scream. In another era, you could have a career alongside Vincent Price.
- Nate Heywood: See, the anachronisms form a pattern.
- Dr. Martin Stein: I should have guessed. Though time may be broken, like all matter in the known universe, it still possesses a mathematical harmony.
- Jefferson Jackson: Not exactly. What about those two?
- Nate Heywood: Those two are outliers. First one, Seattle, 2042.
- Zari Tomaz: When the assassin tried to kill me.
- Nate Heywood: Right. While cool - not the part where, you know, you almost got killed - it's not as cool as the other one. London, 1895. How do I say this? There's a vampire. Half-dozen men snatched off the streets, only to have their bodies dumped three days later completely drained of blood.
- Mick Rory: [brandishing a stake] Vampires. Waited my whole life to kill one.
- Jefferson Jackson: Do you just carry that around all the time?
- Mick Rory: My whole life.
- Sara Lance: Victorian London. Opium dens and low-cut corsets.
- Nate Heywood: Arthur Conan Doyle and the rolling fog.
- Mick Rory: Syphilis, whores, and vampires.
- Jefferson Jackson: That's a strong smell of garlic.
- Mick Rory: It's tied around my neck.
- Sara Lance: Yeah, you're a regular Van Helsing.
- Nate Heywood: That's from "Dracula".
- Mick Rory: I'm reading it. Don't tell me the end.
- Coroner: What's going on here? Scotland Yard has already visited twice, and if the NYPD is issuing ladies warrant cards, then I'm the bloody Queen.
- [a ringtone suddenly starts playing]
- Sara Lance: All right, who brought their phone?
- Nate Heywood: Wasn't me. But I do love that song.
- Amaya Jiwe: I'm glad you left 2042.
- Zari Tomaz: Actually, I wanted to talk to you guys about going back to 2042. Or, better yet, 2041. I was thinking "why is my family dead when I'm on a time machine?".
- Sara Lance: Unfortunately, that's not how this works.
- Zari Tomaz: I thought you could change the past.
- Amaya Jiwe: We can correct the past, and the future, but we don't change it.
- Zari Tomaz: Why not?
- Dr. Martin Stein: Because doing so can cause unforseen, possibly even disastrous, consequences. It's a... temporal butterfly effect, if you will.
- Zari Tomaz: Try not doing something that would save your brother's life?
- Sara Lance: Does a sister count?
- Amaya Jiwe: I didn't mean to interrupt. I... I didn't realize that you were praying.
- Zari Tomaz: Mecca's that way. I was just looking for my earring.
- Nate Heywood: No sign of any vampires. I wish this was like a Kristen Stewart type, all broody and sparkly.
- Mick Rory: Vampires don't sparkle.
- Nate Heywood: You know, Mick, you and the vamp have a lot in common. You both like to sleep in and, you know, kill people.
- Sara Lance: Nate, where are you?
- Nate Heywood: I don't know, but I just had a chat with Professor Stein's weird lookalike evil cousin.
- Gideon: Great-great grandfather, to be exact. The famous stage actor, Sir Henry Stein.
- Dr. Martin Stein: Astonishing! The... the chances of us running into one of my ancestors are astronomical. Family lore recalls him as being an eccentric. But then, what can one expect from an actor?
- Nate Heywood: He's also an occult weirdo who kidnapped me to feed his master.
- Rip Hunter: Excellent. The vampire will lead us to Mallus. Stay where you are, Dr. Heywood.
- Nate Heywood: [tied down] Yeah, that's not gonna be a problem.
- Gideon: Shock missiles away, Captain.
- Nate Heywood: Oh, this is gonna suck so bad.
- Jefferson Jackson: Uh, Gray, if we're gonna die, I don't want us to go out mad at each other. So, uh, I can't remember what for, but I'm sorry.
- Dr. Martin Stein: You were just thinking of me. Actually, I should be thanking you.
- Ray Palmer: Aww. Who wants to hold hands?
- Nate Heywood: Ray, it's not freaking "Toy Story 3".
- Mick Rory: Everyone shut up. I got one page left.
- Sara Lance: We need to talk.
- Rip Hunter: By now you know me better than to expect an apology.
- Sara Lance: Agents are dead because of you.
- Rip Hunter: They undertstood the risks of their profession. But we learned so much from the events of last night. Next time...
- Sara Lance: There won't be a "next time", Rip. You show up out of nowhere practically begging for our help, and then you betray us. You've gone rogue from every organization that you've ever been a part of. 'Cause you don't trust anyone. I don't know how I could have ever trusted you.
- Rip Hunter: Sara, I need you with me now more than ever.
- Sara Lance: Do you remember when you told me you had nothing left to teach me? I guess you had one final lesson.
- [a gateway opens, and Agent Sharpe and Director Bennett enter]
- Sara Lance: How to be a cold son of a bitch.
- Ray Palmer: That's not a phone. It's a 2016 Palmer Tech 7G smart watch. Hand it over.
- Coroner: I don't know what you're on about.
- Mick Rory: [raising his stake] You want some of this?
- Sara Lance: [the coroner hands the watch over] Who does that watch belong to?
- [he remains silent]
- Sara Lance: No? All right. Mick, stake him.
- Coroner: [cowering] Oh, all right. All right. A vicar was walking down the street as calm as can be when a dead man fell from the sky. It wasn't no normal corpse, neither. No identification, strange clothes, and that there watch.
- Sara Lance: Which you stole.
- Coroner: He wasn't gonna miss it. I will, though. It is the finest timepiece I've ever seen.
- Ray Palmer: It did sell better in England.
- Ray Palmer: You sure you want to do this? Break up Firestorm?
- Jefferson Jackson: Well, I'm sure Gray wants off the ship, and I'm sure that can't happen if we're still bonded to each other, so...
- Ray Palmer: Yeah, but your bond isn't just physical. You guys have been psychically bonded for over three years.
- Jefferson Jackson: Yeah, and it's been no picinic, let me tell you. Last time I got laid, afterwards Gray said to me "Well done, Jefferson." I mean...!
- Ray Palmer: Could have done without knowing that.
- Ray Palmer: Does Gray... I mean Marty, know that you wanna break up with him?
- Jefferson Jackson: No clue. But if he did, he'd say it was too dangerous.
- Ray Palmer: Well, if you're really determined to do this, severing your psychic connection could give us some much-needed mental space to figure out how to untie the nuclear knot.
- Jefferson Jackson: Well, let's do it.
- Ray Palmer: Okay. Here goes.
- [injecting Jax with a needle]
- Ray Palmer: Oh, I forgot. There... there might be a... a couple side effects.
- Jefferson Jackson: What side effects?
- Ray Palmer: Um... just, like, you know, facial swelling, maybe a little gastrointestinal upset. Uh... oh, and short-term memory loss. How do you feel?
- Jefferson Jackson: Uh... normal. Except, uh, I'm not craving grapefruit.
- Ray Palmer: Okay?
- Jefferson Jackson: Ray! It's 9:00 a.m. and I'm not craving grapefruit!
- Dr. Martin Stein: [cut to the galley, where Stein is eating half a grapefruit] Mm. Delightful!
- Mick Rory: One lousy beer for breakfast.
- Nate Heywood: It's breakfast?
- Ray Palmer: Yeah. What time did you go to bed last night, buddy?
- Nate Heywood: I didn't. Drank a lot of coffee. Can you tell?
- Sara Lance: Nate, why are we staring at an anachronism map?
- Nate Heywood: Because, captain, I did a deep dive on the data, and the anachronisms we created at first glance seem scattershot, random. But since history is cause and effect, I decided to do a little experiment. I folded the linear timeline onto itself following the mathematics of the Golden Ratio. Follow me...
- [leading them to Gideon's interface]
- Nate Heywood: Damn it, Gideon, that was your cue.
- Gideon: My apologies, Dr. Heywood.
- Orphan: Another vampire victim found dead in the street.
- [Mick grabs the paper]
- Orphan: Oi! Give me that!
- Jefferson Jackson: Whoa, vampires? What the hell is he talking about?
- Ray Palmer: The blood-sucking creatures that we're here hunting.
- [realizing]
- Ray Palmer: Oh, no! Short-term memory loss. One of the side effects of the serum.
- Coroner: Who are you lot?
- Nate Heywood: Oi. Scotland Yard. We're here to see about these so-called vampire attacks.
- Sara Lance: And we're with the NYPD.
- Jefferson Jackson: Nothing like a bit of cooperation from across the pond, right?
- Nate Heywood: Right.
- Ray Palmer: This one of the victims?
- Coroner: Unlucky devil.
- [Mick steps forward and stakes the victim in the heart]
- Nate Heywood: Whoa, whoa! Mick!
- Mick Rory: You don't want him coming back to life, do you?
- Ray Palmer: All right, we're looking for an unmarked grave among hundreds. I say we split up. Check 'em row by row.
- Nate Heywood: Or we can start with the one that's already dug up.
- Ray Palmer: Rip!
- Sara Lance: Rip?
- Rip Hunter: Welcome to London.
- Mick Rory: Listen, Englishman. Those time pigs try to take me, I'll burn 'em alive.
- Rip Hunter: The... the Time Bureau are not actually aware of my current whereabouts. And as surprising as this may sound... I need the Legends' help.
- Rip Hunter: When I permitted the Legends to keep the Waverider...
- Nate Heywood: Nobody permits us to do anything.
- Rip Hunter: I had an ulterior motive.
- Sara Lance: Why does that not surprise me?
- Rip Hunter: For the last five years, I've been chasing a phantom. A name whispered across time and in every language. Mallus.
- Nate Heywood: The Phantom Mollusk? An evil shellfish?
- Rip Hunter: "Mall-us". An evil so ancient and powerful that the Time Masters dared not speak his name. Now, I believe that he is recruiting allies from throughout time to his cause. Now, anachronisms are the result of your breaking time.
- Mick Rory: [meaning Sara] It was her idea.
- Rip Hunter: But these outliers, they are most certainly the work of Mallus. Now, the Time Bureau is a bureaucracy and lacks the imagination to understand this particular threat, and Director Bennett objects to my crusade.
- Sara Lance: Hmm.
- Rip Hunter: I'm alone out here.
- Nate Heywood: So... what I'm hearing is your hot new girlfriend dumped you and now you're crawling back to your ex.
- Mick Rory: Ugh. And I'm no one's side piece.
- Sara Lance: You know, I think they're on to something here. Look, "sweetie". We would love to take you back, but we don't know how we could trust you again.
- Rip Hunter: Would circumstances be any different if I were to call off my hot new girlfriend's pursuit of you?
- Nate Heywood, Sara Lance: Hmm...
- Sara Lance: Deal.
- Rip Hunter: This outlier, the... the vampire, is most likely the objective of Mallus. Catch the vampire, catch Mallus.
- Sara Lance: Sounds like we're gonna need vampire bait.
- [she glances at Mick, who glances at Nate]
- Nate Heywood: Me? Is it 'cause I'm handsome?
- Mick Rory: Pretty.
- Nate Heywood: Pretty handsome.
- Nate Heywood: Overcrowding and poverty made Whitechapel a breeding ground for criminal activity, culminating in the Ripper's murders right around... well, now. Isn't history fascinating?
- Sara Lance: It certainly is.
- Mick Rory: Trusting the Englishman was a damn mistake.
- Rip Hunter: You know we're all on comms, don't you, Mr. Rory?
- Mick Rory: I don't give a rat's ass.
- Mick Rory: [Nate has been abducted] You find Pretty?
- Sara Lance: No. We lost him.
- Rip Hunter: We found potatoes. Never fear. The game's afoot.
- Sir Henry Stein: "Methought I heard a voice cry, 'Sleep no more!'".
- Nate Heywood: Professor Stein?
- Sir Henry Stein: No. Shakespeare, actually. And it's "Sir Stein" to you. It's not every actor who is knighted.
- Nate Heywood: Oh, god. This can't be happening.
- Sir Henry Stein: Thanks to your lifeblood, my master will finally make his return. But there's much to be done in the meantime.
- Nate Heywood: [to himself, as Stein leaves] Yeah, well, that wasn't creepy.
- Nate Heywood: Whatever they roofied me with fritzed out my powers.
- Sara Lance: Can you describe where you are?
- Nate Heywood: Uh, like a... an operating room? All I know is there's a spooky-ass red moon painting on the wall.
- Zari Tomaz: What's that?
- Rip Hunter: It's, uh... it's some of my research on Mallus. "Beware the blood-red moon, when the door that separates death from life will be opened." It's the first line of an oath taken by the Order of the Shrouded Compass, an infamous secret society of London's aristocracy obsessed with the occult.
- Amaya Jiwe: That sounds like the perfect place for an out-of-time vampire to take refuge.
- Rip Hunter: Yes, well, the Order also believe in the magical properties associated with... a total lunar eclipse.
- Dr. Martin Stein: Which is set to occur right here in London tonight.
- Amaya Jiwe: Hunting a tiger for sport is... is just perverse.
- Zari Tomaz: I can't believe we're in a time where women can't vote and the Internet's not a thing. Savages.
- Mick Rory: Anyone who doesn't have a reflection, they're getting a stake.
- Sir Henry Stein: Ladies and gentlemen, if I could have your attention, please.
- Rip Hunter: Truly uncanny.
- Sara Lance: It's that 'stache that's
- [mimicking Stein's tone]
- Sara Lance: astonishing.
- Ray Palmer: Since we can't hack the watch for its GPS data, we're gonna have to solve this the old-fashioned way. With fingerprints.
- Jefferson Jackson: Okay, we got the coroner's fingerprints.
- Ray Palmer: Uh-huh. And the second one is mine, obviously, and the third one is unidentifiable, and the fourth one is...
- [surprised by the result]
- Ray Palmer: Oliver Queen?
- Jefferson Jackson: Oliver's a time-traveling vampire from the future?
- Ray Palmer: We got to call Team Arrow, figure out what the heck's going on.
- Nate Heywood: About time.
- [his face falls when he sees it's not who he's expecting]
- Lab Assistant: I'm as excited as you are. But we all must wait for the blood-red moon before the ceremony may begin.
- Nate Heywood: Oh, gross. If you need me, I'll be, um, I'll be right over here.
- [turning on his comm]
- Nate Heywood: [whispering] Sara, I could really use a rescue right now.
- Nate Heywood: Wait, the vampire... that was you?
- Lab Assistant: A two-pronged needle by my own invention is hardly vampiric.
- Nate Heywood: Then who's the stiff?
- Sara Lance: [entering] Nate, are you okay?
- Nate Heywood: Does it look like I'm okay? Instead of a sexy vampire, I got stuck with this weirdo.
- Curtis Holt: Whoa, guys, I am digging the digs. I mean, I have some serious lab envy over here.
- Ray Palmer: Yeah? Well, check this out.
- [he slides the image from Stein's device to a plasma screen]
- Curtis Holt: Whoa! Okay, wow. Uh, well, I've analyzed that unidentified print and got back 100,000 possible variations on a complete friction ridge.
- Ray Palmer: Okay, so, do we have a match?
- Curtis Holt: Unfortunately. I hope you guys have a bar on that ship, because you're gonna need a drink. The watch belongs to...
- Sara Lance: [cut to Sara opening the 'coffin'] Damien Darhk.
- Rip Hunter: Darhk must be integral to Mallus' plan.
- Sara Lance: We can't leave Damien Darhk's body to be resurrected.
- Rip Hunter: Uh, Darhk may be a madman, but he's not the madman we're presently after.
- Mick Rory: The hell is going on? We're not killing vampires anymore?
- Rip Hunter: Captain Lance, need I remind you we are no longer just fixing ordinary anachronisms here. Mallus is the only game that matters.
- Sara Lance: No, it's your game. We have to stop Damien Darhk from coming back to life.
- Rip Hunter: And we will. But from all indications, Mallus is coming here to recruit Darhk. If we destroy Darhk's body, we destroy any chance of apprehending Mallus at the resurrection ceremony.
- Nate Heywood: If Sara says kill Darhk, or re-kill Darhk, or prop him up in a convertible like "Weekend at Bernie's", that's what we do, because she's the captain.
- Rip Hunter: I know that you all want to destroy Darhk once and for all. You're just gonna have to be patient.
- Sara Lance: I'd like to speak to you in private.
- Nate Heywood: [patting him on the shoulder] Good luck in there.
- Sara Lance: I'm not letting Damien Darhk come back to life. Full stop.
- Rip Hunter: You've lost perspective. You're letting personal prejudice cloud your judgment.
- Sara Lance: If I had, I wouldn't have put Damien Darhk back into the timeline and erased his memory so that he could kill my sister. Again.
- Rip Hunter: Look, Sara. I understand how perilous it would be for Mr. Darhk to return.
- Sara Lance: Do you? Because I am the only one in this room that's been resurrected, and it wasn't an improvement.
- Rip Hunter: You're right. You're right. You've got to understand, Sara, that I... I've been chasing Mallus for so long that... perhaps it is I who's lost perspective.
- Amaya Jiwe: I know that you think that woman channeled your brother.
- Zari Tomaz: His name was Behrad. The night A.R.G.U.S. came for us, I ran. I knew he was staying to fight, but I was scared. I left my brother there to die. You happy? Now you know my secret.
- Amaya Jiwe: Sorry.
- Zari Tomaz: [taking off her totem] You know, I don't... I don't want this anymore. Whatever's going on with it or with us, I-I-I don't care.
- Amaya Jiwe: That totem is your only remaining connection to him.
- Zari Tomaz: It's not a connection. It's a reminder that I should have been the one who died.
- Jefferson Jackson: Gray, don't take this out on Ray. He was just helping me figure out a way we could, uh... break up Firestorm. So that you could go home, and I could stay on the ship.
- Dr. Martin Stein: Oh, I see.
- Jefferson Jackson: So are you cool with this?
- Dr. Martin Stein: [sarcastic] Why wouldn't I be? After all, you've only been... been here tinkering in secret with how to split up a walking, talking, living nuclear reactor. Of couse I'm cool with it.
- Jefferson Jackson: Okay.
- Dr. Martin Stein: After everything we've been through, how could you attempt something of this magnitude behind my back?
- Dr. Martin Stein: Oh, it seems we both share a craving for solitude.
- Rip Hunter: Is everyone aboard the ship?
- Dr. Martin Stein: As far as I'm aware. Is there something I can do for you?
- Rip Hunter: In fact, there is. Could you please tell Captain Lance... I'm sorry.
- [he shuts the blast door]
- Dr. Martin Stein: What are you doing?
- Rip Hunter: Gideon, initiate Gentlemen's Dreadnought.
- Gideon: Command code recognized. Are you sure, Director Hunter?
- Rip Hunter: [to Stein] She left me no choice.
- Dr. Martin Stein: It's Mr. Hunter.
- Nate Heywood: What's he done?
- [a protective steel shield covers the Waverider]
- Ray Palmer: All the exits are locked.
- Jefferson Jackson: And I can't override the command.
- Sara Lance: Damn it, Rip.
- Mick Rory: Told you we should never have trusted the Englishman.
- Amaya Jiwe: Where's Zari?
- Eleanor Darhk: When you welcomed me to the Order, you were seeking proof. Evidence that life does not have to end with death. But the power that courses through my veins is not mine own. It is a gift. From Mallus.
- Rip Hunter: Stop this abomination!
- [a gateway opens, and Time Bureau agents enter]
- Rip Hunter: Your so-called master, where is he?
- Eleanor Darhk: Mallus is everywhere and nowhere, refracted in every moment of time. He is dead. He is risen. And he will come again.
- Rip Hunter: Right, well, that's very cryptic. But I demand to speak to him.
- Eleanor Darhk: Oh. Well, very well.
- Mallus: Director Hunter. A pleasure to meet you.
- Rip Hunter: Oh, I'm not here to speak to your puppet. I think it's about time you and I met face to face.
- Mallus: You cannot look upon my true form and live. While you are hopelessly mortal, I am a god.
- Jefferson Jackson: Our coordinates say we're right above the Order.
- Sara Lance: Prepare the shock missiles.
- Mick Rory: [reading "Dracula"] Three pages left.
- Amaya Jiwe: What are you doing? Zari's in there.
- Sara Lance: I need you to target the cargo bay.
- Ray Palmer: Our cargo bay?
- Nate Heywood: Shouldn't we have a team vote first?
- Sara Lance: If anybody has a better idea how to get the ship open, now's the time. Trust me, Jax. Fire.
- Damien Darhk: [draining the life from Rip] Any last words, Rip? Yes, I remember you. I remember everything.
- [Sara and Amaya swing in]
- Sara Lance: Remember us?
- Damien Darhk: Oh, goody. More Legends. Here to kill me, I assume.
- Sara Lance: Well, this time it'll stick.
- Jefferson Jackson: [sharing a grapefruit with Stein] Mm. Not bad. A little tart.
- Dr. Martin Stein: If you can believe it, Clarissa prefers to eat her grapefruit...
- Jefferson Jackson: With salt. Yeah, I remember.
- Dr. Martin Stein: How...
- Jefferson Jackson: I got Ray to restore our psychic connection. I can feel how much you're missing your family. Ever since baby Ronnie was born, it's only gotten worse. It's like there's a hole in my chest.
- Dr. Martin Stein: I'm so sorry. I never expected the birth of my grandson would make being away that much more painful. And I certainly never wanted you to share this burden. But with this new Mallus threat, and the return of Damien Darhk, the team needs Firestorm more than ever.
- Jefferson Jackson: Yeah, and the team can get Firestorm, and you can go home, if we can stabilize the matrix into my body.
- Dr. Martin Stein: T.S. Eliot once said "Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go." So, when do we start?
- Jefferson Jackson: As soon as I, uh, fix that giant hole in the cargo bay.
- Dr. Martin Stein: Well, good luck with that.
- Ava Sharpe: Thank you for notifying us of Director Hunter's whereabouts.
- Sara Lance: Now the Legends are free to fly the skies?
- Ava Sharpe: Affirmative. The Time Bureau has bigger things to worry about than a bunch of idiots.
- [last lines]
- Rip Hunter: Mallus is getting stronger, Captain Lance. Last night was only the beginning. There is a war coming. And history needs you to be ready. You and the rest of the Legends.