Well, like Nate said, sometimes we screw things up for the better.
I fail to see how that's true in this case.
Mick
It's our new motto.
New motto? Right, does that mean you plan to continue swashbuckling your way through history?
With the Time Bureau's permission, of course.
And if I deny you permission?
Perfect. We're bringing the circus to the circus
This is a classic slice of Americana. The air is thick with the smell of popcorn, candy and wonder.
Mick
If I see a clown, I'm outta here.
What, you afraid of clowns?
Mick
No. I... just don't like their stupid faces and funny shoes and... razor-sharp teeth.
What makes a hero? Is it powers? Strength? Bravery? No. A hero is forged by his or her relationships, our bonds of brotherhood or sisterhood. That is why I'm taking you all through the ten-step team-building process I perfected at Palmer Tech. Step 1, part 1: icebreakers.
Dude, we've been stuck on a ship that has one bathroom. I think we know each other well enough.
And your timing couldn't be worse, given that we're being chased by a water-wielding assassin and the Time Bureau.
We need to grow as a team. First up is "Two Truths and a Lie". [Sara shakes her head] It's gonna be fun.
Mick
Lie.
I haven't started yet. Look, I know you guys probably think this is lame–
But we have a new crew member, and it is important for Zari to bond with us. Not only as team members, but as individuals.
Yeah, well, I'm no hero and I'm not a member of any team. Besides, I already have you all figured out. The old guy wants to be anywhere but on this ship. [Walks by Amaya and Nate] These two have some "will they, won't they" thing going on. [Nate nods]. Rory's been drunk since breakfast. [Mick tips his beer at her] Jax is wondering if I'm single. And your ship's still mad at me for doing a teeny hack on her sub-systems. Now, what's this about one bathroom?
[Most everyone else starts denying what she said, talking all at once.]
[Stein enters the jump-ship]
Mick
Going somewhere, Professor?
I don't have time to explain. I'm taking the jump-ship, whether you like it or not.
[Mick rips out part of the jump-ship's controls]
Yo, Mick. Come on, man, I just souped this baby up.
Jefferson, please, I need you to help me get out of 1988.
Help you? After you've been lying to me? You've been sneaking out on us, you erased the jump logs. You're working with the Time Bureau!
Mick
What's in your back pocket, Professor?
It's a trans-temporal communicator.
So you can talk to your little Time Bureau friends.
No, so I can talk to my– [the communicator beeps and Lily's face comes on it]
LLily
[realises Jax and Mick are in the room] Oh, and all you guys.
LLily
Dad, I think it's time. We're heading to the hospital now. You're gonna be here, right?
How can I miss the birth of my first grandchild?
LLily
Good, 'cause... this baby's coming. Okay, I will see you there. Bye, Dad. [disconnects]
I took the jump-ship back to 2017 so I could give Lily the other communicator.
And you wiped the jump logs. Why?
Because I wanted you to know that I'm committed to you, and to the team! I made the decision to stay, and I needed you to know that I meant it. Clearly, my subterfuge has robbed me of the chance to be at the birth of my grandchild.
Mick
No! We can take the Waverider.
What about the rest of the team?
Gray! It's your first grandkid! Why would you think I'd want you to miss that? C'mon, man, let's go!
I thought the Helen of Troy story was just a myth.
Well, we found that myths tend to have some truth about them. This one more than most.
Helen and her lover Paris set off a ten-year war that launched thousands of ships and set tens of thousands of men off to their death. All in the name of her beauty.
You make it sound like it's her fault. Men always find a reason to fight. That's not on her.
Mick
Depends. How hot is she?
[turning away from everyone else] I mean, she's all right. [mouthing whisper to Mick] She's really hot.
Look. I'm sorry you have to see your father, but you need to suck it up!
Mick
If it wasn't for this time-traveling stuff, I would have never run into that bastard.
Okay. You know what? We're changing this operation. This has become Operation: Tough Love. Yeah. I'm gonna go all Dr. Phil on your ass. It's time for you to man up and sort out–
Mick
Daddy issues.
I was gonna say "unresolved grief", but let's go with what you're saying.
Mick
You wanna know why I've never seen a shrink?
Mick
I don't regret killing my old man.
Mick
That's right, Pretty. You heard me. I let my old man burn to death. How's that for tough love?
DRDick Rory
They say life is the sum total of all the choices you make. As your misfortune sinks in, maybe you want to ask yourself: "What choices did I make to find myself here?" Today, I want payback for what that monster did to my men, my brothers.
Mick
Shut up.
We're... we're journalists–
Mick
Shut up.
And we've uncovered a plot to kill President Johnson. We need to alert the proper authorities.
Mick
See?
The president landed in Vietnam, but we can still save him.
DDick
You're reporters. What are you gonna do? Question him to safety?
It's a little more complicated than that, but just trust me, okay? We're the good guys.
DDick
Haven't you heard? There are no good guys here.
Mick
I thought we gave the Englishman to the Time Pigs.
That was Rip. This is John Constantine.
Mick
Skinny brit in a trenchcoat. Same thing.
Oooh, doubtful, mate. You see, I'm an accomplished warlock, an expert of the occult, and a master of exorcism. I'm also a Taurus, for those of you taking notes. [winks at Leo Snart of Earth-X].
[The others are talking while Mick is trying to watch his first live football game in three years.]
Z, will you please tell her that talking to Kuasa is a bad idea?
Thank you. I refuse to accept that my granddaughter is pure evil.
Fine. She's eighty-nine percent evil.
Guys! I think Sara is in trouble.
Mick
QUIET!! Haircut! Take the new girl. Find Blondie, Fake Snart and Trenchcoat. Amaya, the med-bay. Pretty, the library. Water Bitch? Stays in the freezer.
[Chastened and somewhat intimidated, the others leave for their assignments.]
You know, Mick? You're really showing some management potential.
Mick
Get out. [Ray gets out.]
[Zari knocks on Mick's cabin door. It opens partially and Mick appears.]
Mick
.... I'm busy.
Right. You've done a lot of time travelling. Have you ever had déjà vu?
Mick
What's that?
Oh, it's, uh, French for "already seen".
Mick
I hate French. [goes back into his cabin and the door closes on Zari]
We need to tell Sara we gotta get to Detroit.
Mick
Nope. She's off to Star City. She's been texting some guy. They're going on a date.
How do you know that? Wait, you're looking at her phone?
Mick
I look at everyone's phone. Helps pass the time.
Mick
What's up?
Mick
I said "what's up".
Fine, you're an unbiased listener. I want to change my granddaughter Kuasa's past, and well, improve her future.
Mick
So do it.
It's not that simple. What if I inadvertently change my other granddaughter's destiny?
Mick
So don't do it.
And then there's Nate. I still have to go back to 1942 and marry someone else so that Kuasa and Mari are even born. We can never end up together. I feel paralyzed. Every step I take, it feels like it could just have disastrous consequences.
Mick
Take a look around. You think these people give a damn about consequences? Take the night off. A true pirate doesn't live for tomorrow, they only live for the moment.
Why did you become a pirate in the first place, eh?
To let an admiral get the best of you? Or, to claim your destiny on the wide open sea? I don't know what's waitin' for us on the other side of this journey. But whatever it is, it beats cowering in some alleyway waitin' for your black beard to turn gray.
BBlackbeard
I swore I'd never go back to that island... and I'm a man of me word. Fair winds, me hearties. [departs hastily]
Mick
[disbelieving] Blackbeard's... a coward.
Nah, just another Grateful Dead-end. I, for sure, got a contact high.
Mick
[producing a pair of tinted eyeglasses] And I managed to swipe Jerry Garcia's glasses.
Uh-oh. [takes the glasses away from Mick at super-speed] Once a thief, always a thief.
Dude. No, we... we allow light to moderate theft on this ship. We like to call them "souvenirs". [Wally sheepishly returns the glasses to Mick.]
This totem wasn't meant for me. You have to use it.
Mick
Forget it.
You spent your entire life obsessed with fire and heat. What if this is the reason why.
Mick
How may times do I have to tell you, I'm not a hero! Sara's a hero. And look what the Death totem did to her.
That was the work of Mallus. Most people who've seen what you've seen would've succumbed to darkness, but you didn't. You chose to become a Legend. You may try and hide it, Mick, but you're a good man.