In 2166 an immortal tyrant named Vandal Savage conquered the world and murdered my wife and child. I have assembled an elite team to hunt him throughout time and stop his rise to power. Unfortunately, my plan is opposed by the body I'd sworn my allegiance to, the Time Masters. In the future, my friends may not be heroes, but if we succeed, they will be remembered as legends.
Previously on "Legends of Tomorrow"...
Two years. You left us stranded in 1958.
I was happy with the life we built together, the one I thought would be our future.
Chronos attacked us. He sabotaged the ship and took Snart.
If you're gonna kill, you could at least tell me what's going on.
The Time Masters, they took me to a place called the Vanishing Point.
I've spent lifetimes training by them, being reborn.
Don't kill him.
The Time Masters took one of our own and turned him against us.
I say we undo their handiwork.
I trust that you're comfortable, Mr. Rory.
Or do you answer to Chronos these days?
I don't take orders from you.
I can't believe I ever did.
Well, that's debatable.
I'm calling on you for two reasons.
First, we could use your help.
What's the second reason?
We're headed to 2147 to engage Savage.
Is that the second reason or the first?
Ah, forget it.
I owe you an apology, Mr. Rory.
I failed you.
I brought you along on this mission under false pretenses, in denial of your true nature.
And when that nature took its course, I asked Mr. Snart to... deal with you.
My point being, your quarrel should be with me and not with him.
Well, if it makes you feel any better, I want to kill both of you.
Captain, we've arrived at 2147.
Thank you, Gideon.
Set a course for the Kasnian Conglomerate.
150 years in the future and people are still wearing wool?
Man, I hate wool.
Be grateful, Mr. Jackson.
Those living outside the Kasnian Conglomerate are dressed in rags.
Yes, in the year 2080, government began to give way to corporations.
More like 2008.
According to Gideon, in two hours time, our favorite immortal psychopath is scheduled to attend a meeting of the Conglomerate's share holders.
Ooh, sounds exciting.
You think Savage takes over the world by trading stocks?
What we do know is, in 20 years time, Kasnia is the foothold from which Savage takes over the world, so we hardly want to take him on there, but if we can figure out how his actions here lead to his rise to power, then we won't need to.
Copy that, Captain, but if we're gonna be checking out the future...
We should probably invite the nerd twins.
You know, I can already hear what Stan's gonna say about 2147.
The future, it's...
Well, it was a 50-50 chance which one he'd choose.
Actually I was going to say, "Remarkable."
2147 was considered the world's zenith.
All of these people have five good years to look forward to.
Before a ruthless dictator named Per Degaton comes to power, releases the Armageddon Virus, and most of them end up dead.
Well, that's depressing.
Is that my suit? That's my suit.
[woman screaming and people shouting]
You have been identified as violating Ordinance 12.
That is how Per Degaton's father Tor maintains order in Kasnia.
Doesn't look like progress to me.
Speaking of progress, we need to get a better lay of the land.
And I need to get a better look at how they made my suit autonomous.
Well, why don't you take Martin and Jax with you?
Ms. Lance, Mr. Snart, and I will work on locating Savage.
Tor Degaton holds daily meetings with his board of directors.
And it's open to the public?
Just Kasnia's shareholders.
I hate to break it to you, but we're not shareholders.
I'm more of a hard asset man, myself.
You're clear to attend.
They'll have to wait outside.
Oh, no, this is my accountant, and she is my personal assist... bodyguard.
We've been through this.
I won't put the resolution to a vote.
Sir, with greatest respect, the situation outside the Conglomerate's borders is becoming untenable.
The food riots, climate change.
I am well aware that the world outside our walls is descending into chaos, but causing chaos cannot be a proper response It is not chaos.
It is logic.
The world's population is unsustainable at current levels.
The herd must be thinned.
So you've argued, Mr. Savage, but no matter how many times you choose to press your point, my decision shall stand.
Oh, my boy.
My father would have you killed for calling me that.
Oh, I wouldn't want to chance execution.
So how did the meeting go?
Well, your father was being his usual intractable self.
The problem is, my young student, to run a corporation is not the same as ruling a country.
If you're implying that my father doesn't have what it takes...
Yes, he would have killed me for that as well.
Well, I suppose I just have to live dangerously then.
So how are your studies progressing?
He's a teacher.
Tutor, it would seem, to young Per Degaton himself.
You say that like it's supposed to mean something.
After the death of his father in five year's time, Per Degaton unleashes the Armageddon Virus, which decimates the world's population, leaving it ripe for conquest.
Per Degaton primes the world for dictatorship, and then when the time is right...
Savage snatches that power away from him.
By killing Per Degaton.
Okay, so we don't have what we need to take out Savage, but maybe now we can figure out a way to stop his rise to power.
By depriving him of his springboard, Per Degaton.
Okay, how do we do that?
It's quite simple, really.
We kill the little b*st*rd ourselves.
To be clear, we're talking about murdering a child...
Who hasn't done anything to anyone...
Yet, so why don't we pick him off now, while the picking's easy?
There's got to be a better way.
How do we even know that this Per Degaton kid's path to becoming a world-ruling dictator is inevitable?
Because in the future that I'm from, children learn about Per Degaton in the same way that children in your time learn about Adolf Hitler.
What about addressing the larger societal problems that would allow such a despot's rise to power?
We already know what pushes this punk to the dark side: Savage.
Look, it's not the kid's fault he's got an immortal psychopath as his tutor.
If we don't kill the kid now, Savage will as soon as he's done using him to take over the world.
If he doesn't build him into the greatest tyrant the world has ever known, Savage can't become the last tyrant the world will ever know.
Murdering a child in cold blood just like Savage murdered your own son.
What's the use in saving the world if we stoop to his methods to do so?
I'm with Professor Stein.
If y'all don't have the guts to kill this kid...
Then removing him from the timeline might be the next best thing.
Great, we've gone from infanticide to child abduction. Progress.
First we need to devise how to abduct him from underneath the noses of his father's private guard.
And don't forget the army of Atom robots.
We're going to need an accomplished thief.
Well, while you're kidnapping baby Hitler, Professor Stein and I will sabotage the robot army.
I call Team Robot Army.
Isn't that a waste of time?
Not for the Kasnian citizens who are tormented by my technology.
That technology does lead to Savage's rise to power.
Good backup plan.
Fine, Team Kidnapping.
Hey, you okay?
Yeah, yeah, I was just... thinking.
Ah, I think I understand.
He's so close you can sense him, right?
Do you want to talk about it?
No. Don't worry about me.
I'll be fine.
[upbeat jazzy music]
What's the matter?
Can I fix you a drink?
That would be lovely.
And while you do, you can tell me what's on your mind.
Really, it's nothing.
You are a terrible liar.
Yes, but... you love me anyway.
Beyond anything I can describe.
And because I love you, I know when something's bothering you.
It's... it's just a feeling.
It's hard to tell.
I haven't sensed Savage's presence, but you do... or you think you do.
I think it's time for us to go.
I have some vacation time coming up.
We can drive to Coast City and do some sightseeing.
A vacation isn't going to fix this.
Savage isn't just gonna forget about us because we went away.
And he's not gonna stop until...
I can't sleep.
I just love you so much.
I love both of you so much.
No litter. No street crime. No smog.
How soon can we leave?
Keep your eyes peeled.
According to Gideon, Per Degaton should be passing through any minute on his way to gymnastics class.
Are you telling me future Hitler is enrolled in a gymnastics class?
I got eyes on Little Lord Fauntleroy.
I don't see him.
It's because he's surrounded by Daddy's goon squad.
Northeast corner of the plaza.
You sure you don't want to just shoot him?
It'd be a whole lot easier.
Stick to the plan, both of you.
Now, Ms. Lance.
I'm in position.
It's up to you now, Mr. Snart.
[men exclaiming and shouting]
Since the introduction of our latest line of autonomous law enforcement officers, crime has dropped precipitously.
In fact, it's nonexistent.
Well, thank you for showing us around, Dr. Brice.
It's my pleasure.
We don't get very many visitors from Central City ever since the S.T.A.R. Labs Corporation took it over.
Uh, unless I'm mistaken, your tech utilizes a dwarf star alloy.
The technology is proprietary, but yes.
How did you know, Doctor...
Dr. Hannibal Lecter.
So how did you get into robotics, Dr. Brice?
Oh, well, it's in my blood.
Robotics have been a passion of my family ever since my great-great-great-great grandfather founded this company.
Oh, my God.
You look just like him.
Yes, I... I look just like... yeah, that's... that's pretty weird.
I can't believe it.
I'm like the Werner Von Braun of robots.
The Nazi scientist who invented the V2 rocket, built it using slave labor, then used it to level London.
Except my robots will one day be used to level the entire world.
Ray, dude, do you not think you're focusing on the wrong thing here?
I mean, you have a kid you didn't even know about.
Had a kid. In this particular time period, his offspring would be long since dead.
Thank you, as if I wasn't already feeling bad enough.
How is it even possible that I'm someone's great-great-great-great grandfather?
Before we left in 2016, the only person I was...
Having s*x with?
Ghosted me the week before we left.
Sh... she died?
No, no, ghosting.
It's where you pretend to be dead by not answering somebody's text.
What a strange age for dating.
You think maybe she didn't reply to your text because...
She knew she was pregnant?
No wonder my kid started the company that manufactures evil robots.
If I'd never left 2016, my child would have had a loving father, and Palmer Tech might not have gone on to build a robot army that Savage uses to conquer the world.
Bit of a stretch, don't you think?
Either way, I was someone's father and didn't even know it.
Are you okay?
Fine. Oh, I'm fine.
You don't look fine.
I'm just a little... peckish.
It's nothing a little energy bar won't fix.
I'll see you.
Edith and Joseph Boardman?
Our new names.
Joe Boardman is a good name.
And besides, I've never kissed an Edith before, but I certainly think I can get used to that.
And what about all this?
How do we explain to our son why his mother and father keep moving every couple of years, changing their names, looking over their shoulders at every turn?
I don't know why we thought we could do this again.
Do you think we're selfish?
To have a family?
Because when Savage finds us...
He always finds us.
Maybe this life is different.
Do you honestly believe that?
Look... all I know is that Savage is not the only thing that's immortal, my love.
So is this.
What do genocidal maniacs dream about, I wonder?
He's imagining himself baking cookies with his mother.
Wait, you can monitor our dreams?
Of course. For example, last night, you had a rollicking fantasy involving a young nurse...
Okay, Gideon, enough.
Gideon, check the timeline to make sure that the kidnapping of the boy had the desired effect upon the future.
Oh, dear. I'm afraid you'll be disappointed with the results.
What do you mean, it did nothing?
I mean, that kidnapping Per Degaton had a nominal effect upon the timeline.
Maybe we need to dump the little brat somewhere he can't get into any trouble, like the Stone Age.
No matter where and when you sequester him in the timeline, Savage will still rise to power.
But Rip said this kid's like a baby Hitler.
Yes, I also said that time wants to happen, and such a world-changing event like Savage's rise to power can't be stopped merely by kidnapping his young pawn.
So we're back to plan A?
Snuffing the kid out in his sleep?
Let us not forget that this kid will one day be responsible for billions of deaths, including those of my family.
Say that you do stop Savage and save the lives of your family.
Will you be able to look your own son in the eye knowing what you did so he could live?
When the alternative is that I shall never see him again.
I got a better idea.
Instead of us arguing about whether we should kill him, or where and when to dump him off, why don't we just talk to him?
Savage has spent years corrupting his mind.
It's not too late for Per Degaton to change.
Says someone with two tours with the League of Assassins and a case of bloodlust under her belt.
Ah, finally, someone who's willing to do a man's job.
Not why I'm here.
It's almost funny how you guys keep parading in here like it's some kind of confessional or something.
It's also not why I'm here.
Okay, I'll bite.
Everybody's out there arguing about whether or not we should kill this kid, 'cause no one thinks he can change, which made me think of you.
You know no one thinks you can change.
That's why you're in here.
The only reason I'm in here is if I get out, I'm gonna give Snart some payback he's not walking away from.
He saved your life.
He wussed out on killing me, not the same thing.
He marooned me.
It's not like he had many choices.
You know, while you were busy selling us out to a homicidal time pirate, Leonard and I almost died.
He was thinking about you, told me about your partnership, your friendship.
Di it make you weepy?
You think it's gonna make me weepy?
He's your friend, a loyal one.
You should know that.
Well, thank you.
I'll work it out with him as soon as I can.
Oh, killing a kid, not very hero-like.
For the last 50 years, everyone inside the Conglomerate has submitted biosamples so they can be tracked and monitored at all times, but these three...
Are not from the Conglomerate, nor are they even from the last 50 years.
How do you know?
What's important is that I can get your son back.
How do you know they haven't killed him already?
Because I know the people who kidnapped him, and they are weak...
squeamish in matters of death.
Who are you?
That's an excellent question.
What was that?
That was our jump ship taking off.
How could Per Degaton have escaped?
Gideon, who else is on the jump ship?
It's being piloted by Captain Hunter.
Who just turned off his transponder.
Sounds like someone doesn't want us following him.
Because Rip doesn't want us stopping him.
Stopping him from doing what?
From killing Per Degaton.
Okay, just think about this.
Where could Rip be taking Per Degaton?
Jump ship's got a range of 8,000 miles, so... anywhere.
It doesn't matter where he's taking him.
All that matters is what he's gonna do to him when he gets there.
Rip is not a murderer.
To Captain Hunter, this isn't about a killing.
It's about saving.
His son's life for Per Degaton's.
Rather simple if cold-blooded calculus for a father to undertake.
Do you know who I am?
My father is going to...
I imagine there's a sizeable reward for your safe return.
You'll soon be home.
Come on, honey, we got to get moving or the train is going to leave without us.
Where are we going?
We are going on a little trip.
Just think of it as one of your adventures.
The bad man found us, the one that you and Mommy talk about when I'm asleep?
Why is Vandal Savage chasing us?
It's time that he knew.
Can you keep a secret, Aldus?
There's something... special about your mommy and daddy.
We've known each other for a very, very long time and loved one another since the day we met.
I already know that story.
You know part of that story.
Have you ever heard of a place called Egypt?
Well, it all began during the rule of Ramses II, when late one night a big, magical meteor smashed into the Temple of Horus, the hawk-god.
Hey, you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I was just thinking.
What are you thinking about?
Let me into that 4,000-year-old mind of yours.
The flashes I've been having, they aren't of Savage.
They're of Carter.
And they're not just memories.
They're feelings too.
Oh, well, I get that.
It must be really weird feeling like you're cheating on me with him.
I feel like I'm cheating on him with you.
No, it's... it's okay.
I mean, I knew what I was getting into.
The last 206 times you fell in love, it was with the same guy.
I guess this isn't a great time to talk about what's been bothering you.
You're not the only perceptive one.
So what's wrong?
Turns out that I had a child I didn't know about back in 2016, and here in the future, my great-great-great-great granddaughter creates the army of robot Gestapos that Savage will one day use to destroy the world.
Why didn't you tell me?
I didn't want you to think less of me.
Ray, how could I ever think less of you?
Well, now that we've got that off our chests...
What does that mean for us?
No luck finding our homicidal captain?
Gideon's still searching, but I have a feeling Rip's not gonna be found if he doesn't want to be.
So what are you doing down here?
Don't you think you at least owe him a conversation?
We had our conversation while he was Chronos, and he made his feelings about me very clear.
And what about your feelings?
I don't have any feelings about Mick.
Look, it didn't seem that way when we were dying in the engine room of hypothermia.
Look, if you want to ease your guilty conscience, that's your business, but he's still the same son of a bitch he was when you all wanted me to put him down.
I wasn't the one who mentioned marooning Rory.
It's obviously still weighing on your conscience.
So stop being an ass and go deal with it.
This isn't Kasnia.
I thought a neutral site would be best for this.
Did your father ever teach you to swim, Per Degaton?
No, I imagine he had someone do it for him, didn't he?
You're hardly lacking in tutors, are you... such as Mr. Savage.
What are you talking about?
My son Jonas always wanted to learn to swim.
I promised him that I'd teach him, but there never seemed to be... time.
My son never learned to swim, because he was killed.
So... you brought me here to kill me.
I brought you here to save my son's life, your life in exchange for his.
No you're not.
You're not sorry, because you're not going to kill me.
I have to.
To save my wife and son, I have to.
I don't expect you to understand.
It doesn't matter if I understand.
I can see it in your eyes.
You're not going to do it.
You're like my father, weak.
[gun clicks, charges]
Vandal Savage has taught me many things, including what a killer looks like.
You're not a killer.
Your tutor has taught you well, despite his ill intentions.
Vandal loves me.
Oh, he wants to use you as his pawn, and ultimately, he will betray you.
No. No, he wouldn't.
I've said to myself time and time again that there is nothing that I wouldn't do to save my wife and son, but now I know that there is.
My reticence to kill you, Per Degaton, is not weakness.
It is goodness.
And if there is a shred of goodness inside of me, then I have to believe that there is a shred of goodness inside of you.
Be the man that your father wants you to be, not the man Savage wants you to be.
Savage, he's coming.
Tor Degaton's forces have surrounded the ship.
I'm afraid our shields will not be able to sustain continued bombardment.
Here's an idea: why don't you fire back?
I would, except...
The flying robots already targeted our weapons systems.
We don't need weapons.
He's right. We have super powers.
I think this is yours.
I'll draw their fire. You handle the ground troops.
Ray, are you all right?
So this is what it feels like to be last year's model.
They're too fast. We have to find another way.
Forget about them. We'll hold off the robots.
We'll take out their command center.
Who are you?
Ray, hurry up.
I can only hold them back for so long.
Where did you get your suit?
Look, if you don't let us disable your evil robot army, then the whole world will be destroyed.
They're designed to bring peace.
I designed the robots.
I am your great-great-great-great grandfather, the guy you have a bust of in your lobby, father of the robotics industry.
You're trying to tell me that you're Sidney Palmer?
Wait, the bust in your lobby is of my stupid brother?
He must have gone to work for Felicity in 2016 after I vanished.
He allowed my tech to be perverted by the defense industry. That is so Sidney.
So that means that she's not...
I'm not a father.
So we still need your help disabling the robots.
A... and why should I believe you?
Because if you have even a drop of Palmer blood in your veins, you'll do what's right.
Looks like Raymond was able to sabotage his robot army.
Which means mopping up the rest of these guys shouldn't be a problem.
Oh, it will be a problem.
What do you want?
I want to exchange this woman's life for your captain, Rip Hunter.
I have a better idea: her life in exchange for his.
Your son will be returned to you as soon as you guarantee our safe passage.
Don't do it, Father.
If you let them go now, they will only come back for us in the future.
It's your choice.
[gun clicks, charges]
Your son is right.
We should kill them all.
Put down your weapons!
Let my son go, and I will let you leave in peace.
You have my word.
Better find yourself a new mentor, kid.
What do you want?
People seem to think we should have a heart-to-heart.
We don't have hearts. Where does that leave us?
I've got a dozen reasons for killing you.
You've got a dozen and one for killing me, so...
All the talk in the world is not gonna change a thing.
Exactly, here's my proposal.
I open this cell, we let our fists do the talking.
When I kill you...
You take the jump ship, make your escape, live out the rest of your life anywhere you like.
And if you kill me, well, it's better than being locked up in this place like some kind of circus freak.
I take that as a yes.
Sound the bell.
You don't have to knock.
It's your room too.
Yeah, I know.
It's just... things have been weird.
Since I told you I had a love child that I didn't really have, or since you told me that you're still in love with...
You know what I love about you, Ray, is, you always manage to find the bright side.
And no matter what, you never give up.
So please, don't give up on us.
I'm not giving up, but it's hard to ignore the math.
You and Carter have spent lifetimes together, and in each one, you've fallen in love, so why would this lifetime be any different?
Well, I never met you before.
Look, Ray, Carter is my past.
You are my future.
Oh, I didn't expect you up and about so soon.
My father wanted me to rest, but I wanted to resume my studies.
Oh, good boy.
So... where should we begin?
Well, I was thinking Greek mythology.
Do you know the tale of Oedipus Rex?
He was a prince of thieves before his father exiled him.
Well, because the king was a coward.
He had heard a prophecy that one day his son would take his crown, so he bound his boy's feet and tossed him into the woods to die.
What did the boy do?
He did what he had to do.
And one day, the prophecy came true, and the prince became a great and powerful king.
Though it wasn't easy.
Great things are never easy.
Unfortunately, our interactions have done nothing to halt Per Degaton's rise to power. If anything, we've merely cemented it. In fact, the virus, which wasn't supposed to be unleashed upon the world for another five years...
I'm sorry, Father.
Will now be released in a matter of days.
As you all know, our former chairman's chair is in the Conglomerate passed to his son, who due to his age elected me to act as his proxy.
First order of business, I would like to revisit our discussion concerning the population crisis beyond the Conglomerate's borders.
As we all know, we already have a solution.
Did I do the right thing, Gideon?
Not committing murder is generally considered the right thing, Captain.
In this instance...
We had a deal, Mick.
Kill me and you walk.
It's what you wanted, isn't it, to get off the team?
I don't know what I want anymore.
Truth is, it doesn't matter.
What are you talking about?
Whether I stay or leave, I'm dead.
We're all dead.
Since I failed to bring you in, the Time Master's want to bring me in, and this time, they're not gonna take any chances.
They're called the Hunters, mercenaries, and unlike me, there isn't a human part left in them.
So they want to lock us all up in the Vanishing Point?
The Hunters do one thing: kill, whenever, wherever, and they'll stop at nothing till every single one of us is erased from the face of history.
Do you have any suggestions as to how we might outsmart them, Mr. Rory?