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Legends of Tomorrow

American television series

Legends of Tomorrow is a TV show based on the fictional character of Rip Hunter, a time traveler who puts together a team consisting of Firestorm, Atom, White Canary, Hawkgirl, Hawkman, Captain Cold and Heat Wave to save the world from Vandal Savage. All the characters appear in comic books published by DC Comics.


Season 1Edit

Opening voiceover by Rip
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'll be remembered as Legends.

Pilot, Part 1 [1.1]Edit

Leonard Snart: You got the wrong guy, hero ain't on my resume.
Mick Rory: Or mine.
Rip Hunter: I know it's difficult for you to fathom, but where - when I'm from, the year 2166, you and everyone on this roof aren't just considered heroes... You're legends.
Ray Palmer: Legends?
Dr. Martin Stein: I, um, I hate to nitpick, but doesn't a legend have to be dead?
Jefferson "Jax" Jackson: Yeah, see, uh, that's deal breaker for me, so I'm gonna pass.

Mick: I can't believe you're hooking up with the Englishman. We're thieves. Crooks. Criminals. I have no desire to save the world. Especially 100 years after I'm dead.
Snart: He said across time, Mick. What about the years before? Before fingerprints and surveillance cameras and DNA analysis. Why did we become criminals?
Mick: Because we hate working and we love money.

Mick: Whatever you roofied him with, I'd like some.
Stein: I did not roofie him.
Mick: Oh, I ain't judgin'.

Rip: Dr. Palmer, please tell me...
Ray: I didn't leave my exosuit on the ship? Okay, but I'd be lying.

Stein: Why the change of heart?
Jax: You ever play football? Yeah, I didn't think so... Anyway, the best feeling I ever got from being on the field wasn't when I made a great play or we won some game. It was when one of my team-mates took a tackle for me, and I knew they were gonna make sure I was safe. And nobody got to me. Watching all of you rush back to the ship, even those two knuckle-heads, to take on Chronos, made me feel the same way. I like being part of a team, man.
Stein: Me too.

Pilot, Part 2 [1.2]Edit

Rip: Actually, I'm in charge, in case any of you have forgotten.
Snart: No, I remember. I just don't care.

Rip: We can't go back and change events in which we participated. Time would fold in on itself, creating a temporal vortex.
Ray: Which sounds way cooler than it is.

Jax: People actually wore this crap?
Stein: People smoked a lot of pot in the '70s. It clearly had a deleterious effect on the fashion of the era.

Sara Lance: I cannot believe that that is you.
Jax: Seriously, I had no idea you were ever cool.
Stein: I wasn't cool. I was an arrogant little snot.
Jax: Was?

Stein: We wouldn't want my former self tempted by a sexy assassin from the future.
Sara: Aww, you think I'm se—
Stein: Do not finish that sentence.

Blood Ties [1.3]Edit

Mick: What about the rest of us? Do we just sit?
Rip: Capital idea, Mr. Rory. You're not nearly as thick as most people say.
Mick: Thick... does that mean stupid?

Jax: Is there anything you think about other than yourself.
Snart: Yes. Money.

Rip: What the hell happened back there?
Sara: You know I'm a killer. That's why you put me in your little group.
Rip: I didn't witness just a killer at work, Sara. What I saw was an animal.
Sara: You are the last person on this ship to judge anyone!
Rip: This is not judgement, Sara. It is concern.
Sara: I thought you knew how I was resurrected and what it did to me.
Rip: I know you were restored by something called the Lazarus Pit.
Sara: Well, apparently there's a downside to being brought back to life. My friend, Thea, calls it a blood lust, and I think that's being too generous, and so is calling me an animal. I'm a monster.

Ray: All right, where am I headed?
Stein: You're exiting the tracheal artery. You should see the first fragment.
Ray: No sign of it. Did I miss it?
Stein: It's the size of an iceberg. It seems highly unlikely that you could miss it.
Ray: Huh. That's probably what they said on the Titanic.

Stein: I know how it feels.
Ray: What?
Stein: To have a crisis of confidence. As unlikely as it might seem, I know. It was 2002. I was teaching quantum mechanics, and I had one particularly gifted student. He was able to solve the Ehrenfest theorem in less than an hour. He was, quite frankly, the only student in all my years of teaching who ever made me feel inferior. That student was you. You were exceptional.
Ray: And suddenly, just like that, you remember having me in your class.
Stein: I always remembered. I just enjoyed taking you down a peg or two.

White Knights [1.4]Edit

Ray: Really? We're trying to save the world and you're lifting wallets?
Snart: It's called multitasking.

Ray: Wow, it's a MIG-21. No one's ever been this close to one before.
Snart: Are you quoting "Top Gun"?
Ray: Maybe.

Ray: I'm speaking Russian now, aren't I?
Snart: Now you're annoying in multiple languages

Ray: Better go bone up on Vostok's CV.
Snart: I guess I'll bone up on the ballet. Gideon, bone me.

Valentina Vostok: You work for the American government.
Snart: I'm wanted by the American government. Does that count?

Fail-Safe [1.5]Edit

Ray: This must be where they keep the VIPs.
Mick: This is prison, jackass, there are no VIPs.

Sara: I just took out six men. You guys couldn't handle one?

Snart: This isn't my first prison break.

Mick: [passing around glasses of Russian vodka] Courtesy of Yuri the Bear.
Sara: How did you even have time to steal this?
Snart: There's always time to steal.

Stein: Having merged with an insane Russian scientist, I now know how lucky I am to have you as my partner.
Jax: [raises a shot glass in a toast] Partners.

Star City 2046 [1.6]Edit

Mick: It's not money, it's not jewels, it's not a valuable artefact. You're just lucky it's still anything right about now.
Rip: As I suspected.
Snart: We'll get your gizmo, you just get this bucket flying again.
Sara: I'm coming with.
Rip: No, no you are not. You're too emotionally connected to this city. We've been over this!
Sara: I'm over you. You got us on a mission to change the timeline for yourself, and you won't even let us look at our futures? Now, I know this city better than anyone else and you're gonna need me out there. So, either I'm coming with, or we can find out if the Time Masters are as good at teaching people to fight as the League of Assassins.

Ray: Well the rest of the team is on a field trip to Palmer Tech, now Smoak Technologies. Palmer Tech sounds better, right? Be honest.
Kendra: Honestly, they sound about the same.

Snart: I seem to remember something about your father being a police captain?
Sara: Your point?
Snart: He did a hell of a job.

Stein: What's the point of stopping Savage if we become as immoral as he is in the process?

Mick: You know what I think? I think you think too much.

Marooned [1.7]Edit

Snart: Don't mind him. He's still sore about having to leave 2046.
Mick: I'm sore because I was recruited for my unique ability to light things on fire. And now, I'm locked in the one place where I can't light things on fire: a spaceship.

Stein: I'm having the strangest sensation. It's like I'm ten years old again.
Mick: You do a lot of space travel as a kid, Professor?
Stein: Only in my dreams, after I read my first issue of "Rick Starr: Space Ranger."
Jax: Space Ranger Stein? Yeah, I don't see it.
Stein: I wanted to travel through space, surviving only by my wits and laser guns. I even built a rocket out of cardboard boxes.
Rip: What stopped you?
Stein: NASA has rather strict guidelines regarding near-sightedness.
Jax: And smoking weed.

Ray: Captain's log. Stardate 837.9. We're awaiting word from the away team aboard the Acheron.
Kendra: I hate to break it to you, but you're no Captain Kirk. You're Picard.
Ray: But Picard was cautious, pontificating, sort of sexless.
Kendra: Well, tell that to Vash. And for the record, Picard was way hotter than Kirk.

Jax: To quote every Star Wars movie ever made, "I've got a bad feeling about this."

Rip: I'm not mad at you! I was going to resign!
Miranda Coburn: I know, and I couldn't let you. This has always been your dream!
Rip: Yes, but you are so much better at this than me. I can't understand why you would give all that up.
Miranda: It's funny because you're the one who made me realize that I could never be a Time Master. I found something with you, something wonderful. I found love, that thing that the Time Masters always taught us to hide from. But they were wrong Rip! Love's no threat, it's beautiful and powerful and once you know it, love changes everything. Like it changed me. And that's why I have to resign, because I could never belong to something which turns its back on the truth.
Rip: Suddenly my chosen profession seems so terribly unimportant.
Miranda: No! The world needs the Time Masters, and the Time Masters most assuredly need Rip Hunter. My only wish is that one day, when you're off traveling space and time, you'll realize what I have and understand why I'm doing what I'm doing. I hope you'll think of me when that day comes.
Rip: I will. Because I'll be with you.

Night of the Hawk [1.8]Edit

Stein: Seeing white picket fences and perfect family houses, it's enough to make one nostalgic.
Sara: Or nauseated.
Stein: Oh come on, Miss Lance, even someone as jaded as yourself can't deny how idyllic this time was.
Jax: Yeah. If you're white.
Sara: And a man. And straight. And...
Stein: Ok, ok, I get the point.

Jax: We're just gonna pretend like none of this happened? That Mick Rory wasn't part of our team? If you can just ice your best friend like that, I'd hate to think what you could do to us.

Stein: Excellent, nurse. I could also go for a cup of coffee.
Sara: Me, too. Black, two sugars.

Stein: While I've been busy working, you've been busy seducing that young woman!
Sara: Actually, I was liberating her. With an option to seduce her later.

Rip: I'm sorry, Mr. Palmer. I'm unfamiliar with the term "man cave."
Ray: Oh, it's a room in a basement where a dude goes to be alone or watch football. In Savage's case, it's kill people.

Left Behind [1.9]Edit

Rip: He's [Chronos] time-jumping the ship.
Snart: The ladies will be left in 1958?
Jax: What about Ray?
Snart: Like I said.

[Sara and Kendra are playing the game "Life".}
Sara: [reading off a card] "Congratulations! You are a doctor".
Kendra: You know, I thought about going to medical school once.
Sara: Here you go. $10,000 salary.
Kendra: That's it? I made more as a barista.
Sara: It's 1958. You're lucky to make that as a woman.
Kendra: Touché. Your turn.
Sara: [sighs] I miss Netflix.

Snart: So, uh, what's so special about me? I mean, aside from my sparkling personality. Back on the Waverider, you could've taken your boy Rip, but you took me instead. Why? Hey, if you're gonna kill me, you could at least tell me what's going on.
Chronos: You should have figured it out by now.
[Chronos unmasks, revealing himself to be Mick Rory.]
Mick: After all, I am supposed to be the dumb one.

Snart: Look, if you're gonna kill me, just do it already.
Mick: I'm not gonna kill you. I'm gonna take a trip back to Central City and visit your baby sister. The beautiful thing about time travel is I get to kill her more than once. I can kill Lisa in front of you, go back in time, kill her in front of you again. And again. And again... I used to think the most beautiful thing on Earth was fire. Now I know. It's vengeance.

[Rip prepares to treat Snart's missing hand.]
Rip: Gideon, start the regeneration process.
Snart: What do you mean "regeneration"?
Rip: I took genetic samples from each of you at the start of our voyage for this exact eventuality.
Snart: Why am I only hearing about this now?
Rip: Because none of you had lost a limb yet.

Progeny [1.10]Edit

Jax: Man, I hate wool.
Rip: Be grateful, Mr. Jackson. Those living outside the Kasnian Conglomerate are dressed in rags.
Sara: Conglomerate?
Rip: Yes, in the year 2080, governments began to give way to corporations.
Jax: More like 2008.

Jax: But if we're going to be checking out the future...
Sara: We should probably invite the nerd twins.
Jax: You know, I can already hear what Stein's going to say about 2147:
[Immediately afterwards, outside on a walkway]
Stein: [amazed at what he sees] The future, it's...
Sara: [simultaneously with Jax] Astonishing.
Jax: [simultaneously with Sara] Fascinating.
{Stein grimaces slightly.]
Jax: [to Sara] Well, it was a 50-50 chance which one he'd choose.

Ray: Unless I'm mistaken, your tech utilizes dwarf star alloy?
Dr. Bryce: That technology is proprietary, uh, but yes. How did you know, Doctor...?
Ray: Lecter. Dr. Hannibal Lecter.

Ray: How is it even possible that I am someone's great-great-great-great-grandfather? Before we left in 2016, the only person I was... [trails off]
Jax: Having sex with?
Ray: ...ghosted me the week before we left.
Stein: Sh-she died?
Jax: No. No. "Ghosting". It's where you pretend to be dead by not answering somebody's text.
Stein: What a strange age for dating.

[Rip brandishes his energy pistol at Per Degaton, ready to kill him.]
Rip: I'm sorry.
Per Degaton: No, you're not. You're not sorry 'cause you're not going to kill me.
Rip: I have to. To save my wife and son, I.. I have to. I don't expect you to understand.
Per: 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. [Rip cocks the energy pistol, but Per doesn't flinch.] Vandal Savage has taught me many things, including what a killer looks like. You're not a killer.
[After a moment, Rip puts the pistol away.]
Rip: Your tutor has taught you well. In spite of his ill intentions.
Per: Vandal loves me.
Rip: Oh, he wants to use you as his pawn. But ultimately, he will betray you.
Per: No. No, he won't
Rip: 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. [gently] Be the man that your father wants you to be. Not the man Savage wants you to be.

The Magnificent Eight [1.11]Edit

Sara: Oh, come on. What's the harm in us just... taking a look around?
Stein: With this group? Clearly, you haven't been paying attention.
Ray: If I'm in the Old West and I don't get to look around, I'm going to kick myself.
Snart: I could help with that.

[Stein wins a poker hand.]
Snart: I'm impressed.
Stein: My father was what some might call a degenerate gambler. Others would say "criminal". When I was old enough, he'd pull me in on some of his schemes. Picked up a thing or two at a few of the card tables he frequented. Then, I took a different path. "Like father, like son" isn't always inevitable, Mr. Snart.

Ray: Howdy. I'm Ra... John Wayne.

[Sara and Kendra are riding in the countryside on horses.}
Kendra: There's something weird going on with your face.
Sara: What?
Kendra: You're smiling. [laughing] I didn't know you could do that.
Sara: [also laughing] Don't tell anyone my secret. It's just all this. It's so pure. So simple. I'd say I miss simple, but I guess you have to experience something first to miss it.

Snart: [about Jonah Hex] Interesting fella.
Rip: Indeed.
Snart: This town's seen a lot of interesting. Suppose you got one of those doohickeys that erases people's memories or something?
Rip: No. But, skepticism and disbelief are a far more effective tool.
Snart: Ah. So if anybody here talks, no one will believe them.
Rip: Would you, Mr. Snart?

Last Refuge [1.12]Edit

Ray: Come with me if you want to live. [laughs] Always wanted to say that.

Sara: Yeah, who wants a relationship based on honesty and communication? Bleh.
Kendra: Believe me, a relationship based on an ancient Egyptian curse doesn't work much better.

[Younger Sara watches her older self fight the Pilgrim, then sees her face.]
Younger Sara: My God, she's...
Mick: Quite the bad ass.

Mother: I've made you something for your travels. Some mince pies for your friends.
Rip: My friends. They're the people whose relationships with their friends and family I've put at risk to save my family.
Mother: You think you've been selfish?
Rip: I do, yes.
Mother: What a little cotwerp! I've always known that you were brought to me for a reason, Michael. That you were ready for great things. But you won't accomplish anything by wallowing. So for goodness sake, pull yourself out of it and get the job done.
Rip: What about you? I have put you in terrible danger.
Mother: You didn't honestly think I'd let you go away with my best serving dish if I didn't think I'd see you again, did you?

[Rip's younger self has helped defeat the Pilgrim by stabbing her in the leg. Mother now takes him away with her.]
Mick: That's you?
Rip: [not proud] Yeah. I was a cutpurse from the age of five. Starved more than I ate. I knew what I'd do if she tried to harm me.
Snart: Lucky for us you didn't forget your roots.
Rip: Believe me, Mr. Snart... I've tried.

Leviathan [1.13]Edit

Stein: I realize your family's in jeopardy, but perhaps some deliberation --
Rip: We really don't have the time, Martin. According to Gideon, Savage is going to be out in the open tonight. Vulnerable. Now, in order to capture him, I require the services of --
Mick: Killer, Klepto and Pyro.
Rip: Bingo.

Ray: I also picked up on the fact that we're in London just a few days before Savage tries to kill your wife and son, and you're not trying to get them to safety.
Rip: After my first attempt on Savage in ancient Egypt, my very next stop was here in 2166. I found Miranda and Jonas exactly where I'd left them, and we... we raced towards the Waverider, but we had a run-in with Savage's shock troopers. Miranda and Jonas were cut down. So, uh... I jumped even further back, and the outcome is exactly the same. I watched my family die countless times at the hands of Savage and his forces before I realized that, um...
Ray: ... time wants to happen.
Rip: It's a funny feeling knowing that the universe itself doesn't want you to save your family.

Snart: I know what you're thinkingː "My dad may not be perfect, but deep down, he's not a bad guy." [opens the cell door]
Cassandra Savage: What are you doing?
Snart: Showing you that when it comes to crap fathers, there is no "deep down".

Rip: Now, you may not believe in fate, Raymond, but I certainly do. And perhaps it was fate that compelled me to bring you seven together, so we can change this future once and for all.

Savage: Oh, I admire your command of irony, Gareeb. Using my own child against me.
Snart: Sorry to say, it didn't take much.
Mick: None at all, you ass.

River of Time [1.14]Edit

Sara: [to Savage] I'd tell you to go to hell, but you'd probably just feel at home there.

Mick: [spitting out food] Why are all the snacks in the future sugar-free?
Snart: So much for progress.

Savage: Who are you to stand up against me?!? Vandal Savage, destroyer of empires!
Snart: Leonard Snart, robber of ATMs!

Savage: This truly is "good-bye". Would you mind answering just one final question?
Rip: Well, it seems only sporting.
Savage: How did you manage to escape my prison all those years ago. There were no signs of damage, no clues to your tricks. It left me puzzled for centuries.
Rip: The best magic tricks have the simplest solutions. I bribed your guard with a novelty pen. Had a picture of a woman on it. Turn her upside down, the top comes off. I won it from a drunk G.I. in a Philippines bar in 1944. It's a tacky souvenir, but in this case... a life saver.

Ray: In a way, a broken heart was just what the doctor ordered.
Kendra: It is?
Ray: Yeah. When I lost Anna, I thought that I could never find anybody who I could spend the rest of my life with. You proved me wrong. Thank you for showing me that it's possible.

Destiny [1.15]Edit

Declan: You should be familiar with this procedure, Chronos --
Mick: The name's Mick.
Declan: -- though we've made some refinements. Clearly, your conditioning was not as thorough as it should've been.
Mick: For a Time Master, you sure waste a lot of it.

Ray: So how'd you do it?
Mick: Do what?
Ray: How'd you not get turned into Chronos? You said the only way you held on to yourself the first time was by focusing on your hate.
Mick: What did I focus on this time? [Ray nods] The team.
Ray: [smiling] And how much you care for us?
Mick: I thought about how royally screwed you'd be without me. My point being, if I could survive not being turned into Chronos, you could survive anything they throw at you.
Ray: Thanks. Keep it in mind.
Mick: Well, you better. Because if you tell the team I actually care [serious stare]... I'll shave your head.

Sara: You want to steal a kiss from me, Leonard? You'd better be one hell of a thief.

Rip: 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.
Druce: The difference between murder and execution is only a matter of authority. I have it. You don't.

Snart: There are no strings on me.
[Leonard Snart's last words before the Oculus explodes.]

Legendary [1.16]Edit

Ray: Yeah, just curious how much headway you've had tracking Savage without all of us.
Rip: None. But, neither have I got myself into bar fights in 1975 and the Old West, put dwarf star technology into the hands of terrorists, or got myself turned into a scary bird-monster.
Mick: We get your point. Now get ours: that ship's not taking off without us. You got that?

Mick: [about Snart's death] It wasn't your fault. It was his. Son of a bitch never did anything without a plan.
Ray: Maybe you're right. Maybe he wanted this. [points finger at Mick and back at himself]
Mick: What are you doing with your hand?
Ray: Maybe he wanted us to, you know... be partners. [playfully punches Mick's shoulder]
Mick: I think I'm gonna be sick.

Savage: Oh, you're too late.
Sara: Time Masters are never late.

[Rip is flying the Waverider alone into the sun to destroy the meteor.]
Rip: I guess this is good-bye.
Ray: It's been a pleasure, Captain.
Rip: Likewise, Dr. Palmer.
Jax: Rip, you brought all of us into this, man.
Rip: Which is why I'm doing this alone, Mr. Jackson. I'll have no one else die for my choices.
Sara: This isn't gonna bring Snart back.
Mick: [subdued] I don't want to lose another friend.
Rip: I appreciate that, Mr. Rory. I must say, it's been an honor to serve as your captain.

Rex Tyler: Is this 2016? Is this May 2016?
Jax: Yeah.
Rex: You're exactly where you said you'd be. Do not get on that ship. If you do, you're all dead.
Mick: Says who?
Rex: Says you, Mr. Rory. You sent me.
Rip: I'm sorry. Who exactly are you?
Rex: My name is Rex Tyler. I am a member of the Justice Society of America.

Season 2Edit

Out of Time [2.1]Edit

Dr. Nathan "Nate" Heywood: Thank you for not having me arrested back there. Those security guard really overreacted. You know, one of them tried to mace me?
Oliver Queen: Dr. Heywood, I only agreed to give you 5 minutes, which was 3 minutes ago, because Ray and Sara are friends of mine. I don't know the first thing about any Legends.
Nate: Of course you do, because you're the Green Arrow.
Oliver: Excuse me? We're done here.
Nate: Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to drop a bomb on you like that. It's just that I've exhausted all my normal avenues, and you're the only person left who won't think I'm crazy.
Oliver: You sure about that?
Nate: I'm a historian. I specialize in deductive historical reconstruction. In a layman's terms, I'm a time detective, which I really don't have to be to look at a calendar to see one week after you came to this city, Robin Hood showed up.

Ray: Ah, I knew I forgot something. The part where Rip tells us everything that we did wrong.
Rip: As in seducing the Queen of France just before she's supposed to conceive the country's greatest hope for the future.
Sara: She seduced me.
Rip: Or "wrong" as in violating our policy of "No using superpowers in front of people".
Jax: They had laser guns.
Mick: At least I didn't screw up this time.
[Rip takes away a gold chain necklace from Mick which he had lifted off the French King.]
Mick: Stealing's not screwing up.

Stein: Guten Morgen!
Albert Einstein: What is this? Some sort of prison? What am I doing in here?
Mick: Good question.
Stein: I'm sorry, I never had the opportunity to properly introduce myself. I'm Professor Martin Stein, like Einstein, minus the "Ein". There is so much I'd like to discuss with you, such as your paper on unified field theory.
Einstein: I have not yet published my paper on unified fields theory. Who are you? Why have you abducted me?
Mick: The guys at the party wanted you to make an atomic bomb for the Führer.
Einstein: No. Not even a man as mad as Adolf Hitler would want to create such a terrible weapon.
Stein: You yourself once said "two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity."
Einstein: And you are living proof of the latter!
Mick: He just called you stupid.
Einstein: Now open this door and let me out!
Stein: We will, soon, I promise. We saved you from the Nazis. The least you could do is help us save New York.
Einstein: From what? From some theoretical attack? Some eventuality that not even I could predict it? The only way you could... Mein gott! [in German] You're time travelers!
Stein: Yes, obviously you know.
Einstein: I deduced it, Herr Doctor.
Stein: Perhaps you could deduce how the Germans managed to create a nuclear bomb...
Einstein: Atomic.
Stein: ...when you are the only man on earth capable of preforming such a feat?
Einstein: Yeah, that is correct. I am the only man.
Mick: Wait a minute. Are you saying there's some lady out there who can make an atomic bomb?
Einstein: Wunderbar! Why am I talking to him when you are clearly the brains of the operation?

Ray: I'm sorry. But while you were all saving Einstein, Sara was off on her own secret side mission to kill Laurel's killer in the past.
Sara: And I suppose you never thought about saving your fiancée.
Ray: Yeah, of course I did. But I never did it because it's against the rules.
Sara: What rules? We're not Time Masters, there are no rules.
Ray: Well, if there were, there'd certainly be one about lying to your team.
Sara: Listen to yourself. Look, we get it. You're perfect. Always the Boy Scout, aren't you, Raymond?
Ray: Yeah, well, I can say the same thing about you being an assassin.
Sara: Well, if we're being honest, then let me get something off of my chest.
Stein: Let's all just take a deep breath, shall we?
Sara: You think that you're such a big hero, Ray? Without that fancy suit, you're nothing but a self-righteous rich guy.

Gideon: Greetings Dr. Heywood! I am the ship's artificial consciousness.
Sara: Gideon, we need you to tell us where Rip is.
Gideon: I'm afraid I have no idea. But I would be happy to play his final message for you all.
Ray: Final message?
Rip: [through a holographic recording] Sorry for stranding you all throughout history, but it was the only way to save you. Ah, you know what they say - a captain must never abandon his ship. Well, neither shall I abandon hope of seeing you all again someday. Somewhere in time. As flawed and unruly as you are individually, together you are the best crew, the best team a captain could ever hope for. So... stick together. And remember: history is yours now, my dear Legends. Good luck!

The Justice Society of America [2.2]Edit

Amaya Jiwe: Are there any other felons on your team?
Ray: No, no—
Mick: Yes. [Points at Sara] She's an assassin. But never convicted, right?

Ray: Well, I gotta admit, watching your team work like a well-oiled machine kinda makes me feel like I'm doing this whole hero thing all wrong.
Amaya: If it's any consolation, Dr. Palmer, you're not really a hero.

Stein: With all due respect, Raymond, I think there's a reason Mr. Tyler just naturally assumed I was in charge.
Jax: Yeah, because Mr. Tyler is from 1942, and you're some old white dude.

Rex: You don't have the authority.
Stein: Yes, she does. Ms. Lance speaks for all of us. I have watched her become the beating heart and steady hand of this team. She is the proper person to lead us. If she says that we are going to rescue our people, that is what we are going to do.

Nate: My dad used to tell me bedtime stories about you. You're a hero to me.
Commander Steel: I'm a hero to a lot of people. That's the job.

Shogun [2.3]Edit

Nate: Masako's supposed to marry the shogun Tokugawa Iemitsu.
Sara: Yeah, met him. Not a fan.
Nate: Well, the reason he sticks out in the history books is because he likes to murder his wives, and I can't leave Masako to his mercy.
Ray: Especially since he stole my Atom suit.
Nate: Exactly. Wait, what? You let the shogun steal a 21st century super suit?
Ray: After I crash-landed, trying to rescue you.
Sara: And how does the shogun even know how to operate your Atom suit?
Ray: I designed it so an idiot could use it.
Mick: An idiot does.

Nate: You think I don't want to save the girl, spare the village, and be a hero for once in my damn life? I spent half of my childhood in a hospital, where it didn't even occur to me to dream about having superpowers. But guess what? I got them, I lost them, and now I really really need them and I can't get them back.
Ray: This isn't all about you! I worked for years, spent billions of dollars to develop the Atom suit. I nearly died learning to shrink! And now I need to teach you to destroy the very thing... the only thing that makes me a hero!
Nate: Wait. "Sematic overload" means "destroy the suit"?
Ray: Yeah, Nate. We can't beat the shogun while he's wearing the suit, so we have to blow the suit up. Your powers are within you. After today, I'll have nothing left. [walks away]

Ichiro Yamashiro: You remind me of my son.
Ray: Why? Was he a terrible teacher, too?
Ichiro: He was a great samurai. I built him the strongest and most formidable armor in all of Japan. Forged him a sword fit for an emperor.
Ray: What happened to him?
Ichiro: My son was popular with the men who served under him, and the shogun resented him for it. So he ordered to commence seppuku.
Ray: We will make sure that the shogun pays for what he's done to your family.
Ichiro: Maybe. Maybe not. But I ask you: would I rather hold my son again, or his armor?
Ray: Your son, obviously.
Ichiro: An armor's nothing but iron, leather and silk. It can be replaced. But a man who wears the armor is...
Ray: I get it. You're saying I don't need a suit of armor to defeat the shogun.
Ichiro: Don't be ridiculous. He'll kill you in seconds.

Nate: I know I have these powers inside me. I just can't figure out how to use them.
Masako Yamashiro: Does a child learn to laugh? Does he sit and practice laughing? No, he just does.
Nate: "Do or do not. There is no try."
Masako: Exactly! Where did you learn that?
Nate: From a great sensei from where I'm from. Yoda.
Masako: This master Yoda is very wise.

Mick: What are you staring at?
Amaya: I've figured you out.
Mick: Congratulations.
Amaya: You act like this selfish meathead, but secretly you're not so bad. You know, you might even have the makings of a hero.
Mick: That proves one thing. You don't know me.
Amaya: Perhaps not. [Throws a shuriken which embeds in Mick's sandwich on the table in front of him.]
Mick: Trying to kill me again?
Amaya: Trying to give you a present. In case you ever need proof you met an actual ninja.

Abominations [2.4]Edit

Stein: This time period is replete with various perils. Perhaps it might be easier if you were to remain behind, and keep Doctor Palmer company.
Jax: Perhaps you should remain behind. [pause as Stein looks awkwardly sideways] No? Because you're not black? Because you think that me going back to 1863, I can't handle it?
Stein: That doesn't mean there's a need for you to subject yourself to the horrors that await you in that era!
Jax: Okay, now I get it might be difficult for you to understand this, but I've been black my entire life Gray. And honestly, I can't think of a time period we could go to where I wouldn't face some sort of racism. So don't worry, okay?

[The team returns to the Waverider]
Ray: Nice job blowing the time pirate's escape pod. Put another win in the mission column.
Jax: Did you not see what happened next?
Ray: No, I took a break, had to go the bathroom. [Jax throws up his hands in frustration] You OK?
Mick: We were attacked by zombies. And somebody put sprouts on my sandwich.

Jax: According to this guy's mission papers, he was going to get in disguised as the help.
Amaya: You mean slave? [Jax looks at Amaya wordlessly] We could've helped her, we should have.
Jax: Look, I've been doing this time-travel thing for a little while now, and if I've learned one thing it's you never know what's gonna change history which can have massive consequences. You think this doesn't make me angry as well? But we have a job to do, and if we don't do it, we can make things a lot worse.

[Amaya comes to rescue Jax]
Jax: What the hell was that?
Amaya: Don't you know a breakout when you see one? [frees Jax from his chains]
Jax: Okay, good. Now let's free them [points at the chained-up slaves]
Amaya: I thought you said that if we didn't do our job, we could end up doing more harm than good.
Jax: Yeah, that's still a risk.
Amaya: So what's changed?
Jax: The way these people are being treated. That's the real aberration. I can see that now. This is the history that needs to be fixed.
[Jax and Amaya nod at each other]

Stein: Are you homesick?
Jax: You checking up on me Gray?
Stein: Given what you've witnessed, what you've endured, would that really be so bad? You know you just witnessed the very worst of humanity. We share a psychic connection, yet I still can't even begin to fathom what you must be feeling. Must be like your heart is broken.
Jax: Yeah, it is. But I saw something in those people's eyes I didn't expect to see. I saw hope, I saw dignity. Those men and women? They were treated worse than animals, but they never let anybody stop them from being people, ya know?
Stein: I suppose there will always be those who will seek to dehumanize us, but I believe there are more that cling to hope, despite the darkness.
Jax: Yeah, that is exactly how they were.
Stein: I was actually thinking of you Jefferson.

Compromised [2.5]Edit

Amaya: Women actually wore these things in the Eighties?
Nate: Shoulder pads? Yeah, they're supposed to make women more imposing. More, I dunno...
Amaya: Manly?
Nate: Yeah.
Amaya: I'd hope that by this decade, women wouldn't need to use clothing to compensate for their status. Surely by now, men and women are considered equals.
Nate: [smiling] Never lose that optimism.

[Ray and Mick are holding off White House guards with the Cold Gun and the "Hot Rod". Ray crosses the streams of the guns, causing an explosion that blasts both men off their feet.]
Mick: What'd I say about crossing streams?
Ray: You said we don't follow the rules.
Mick: That's the ONE rule! One rule we follow!

Stein: The truth is, this young man [points to his sleeping younger self] is like a stranger to me. Every time I encounter him, I can't imagine I was ever that person.
Ray: I think anyone would feel that way about meeting their younger self. I don't recognize my current self. Mick told me I need to be more like me. And he's right, which is rare.
Stein: Indeed.
Ray: Problem is, I don't know what being "me" means right now. I don't know if that makes any sense.
Stein: Of course it does. I think everyone struggles, at least on occasion, with who they are and what their place is in the world.
Ray: So what's the answer?
Stein: I have no idea. But... I suppose it's just to live. It's all any of us can really do. And hopefully, though the act of living, we discover who we truly are, and learn to grow from that.

Damien Darhk: You and I have met before. New York City, 1942. You haven't aged a bit. Lazarus pit? Oh, woman of mystery. I know that look in your eye, though. That's the look of someone that I've taken everything from.
Sara: Not everything. You haven't taken my soul. Which I've already lost, and I'm not eager to do again. And that's why... I'm sparing your life.
Darhk: How merciful of you.
Sara: I'm sparing you to prolong your suffering. 'Cause I'm from the future, Damien, and I know how this all ends. Your Ark. Your grand vision. Just as you're about to accomplish everything you desire, your wife is murdered. The love of your life. And in total despair, you even try to kill your own daughter. An entire city rises up against you. And then you die. Defeated and alone.

Amaya: [to Nate] He loved to sing. Henry. Your grandfather. He had a beautiful voice. During long convoys or stakeouts, he would serenade the team. He made it his personal mission to get me to sing along, but... he never succeeded. But when the chips were down, and all hope seemed lost, we could always count on Henry to lift our spirits. That's the kind of man your grandfather was.

Outlaw Country [2.6]Edit

Jonah Hex: Where's Rip?
Sara: He's MIA.
Hex: Damn. How the hell did you miscreants manage not to get yourselves killed without him?
Amaya: Miss Lance has been serving as captain.
Hex: But she's a lady. You're a lady, right?
Sara: You know I can take your life as easy I saved it.
Hex: Oh, fiery. Whoever breaks her is in for a wild ride.
Mick: Too bad this filly's into other fillies.
Hex: You don't say.

Gideon: The bullet has lodged itself between several of Dr. Heywood's internal organs.
Ray: How's that possible? He's made of steel.
Sara: Because it wasn't a normal bullet. It was dwarf star.
Gideon: I estimate his chance of survival at 51%.
Nate: Ugh, would it kill you to say "better than average", Gideon?

Nate: I just thought becoming a superhero, I would spend less time in the library than my old job. So...
Ray: Well, research skills are kind of a superpower. And you can turn to steel. You got two.

Jax: What if when you interacted with your younger self in 1987, you...
Stein: Inadvertently changed my past so-so that my memories from my new life are supplanting the memories from my old life, that's creating temporal dissonance.
Jax: Yeah, that's exactly what I was thinking.

Ray: Uh, actually, there's something I've been working on before I start building a new exo-suit. It's, uh, not exactly what was in your drawing. I made a few improvements. [uncovers Nate's costume]
Nate: Shut the front door.
Ray: Yeah. I figured you earned it. Steel.
Nate: Cool name.

Invasion! [2.7]Edit

Mick: Celebrating July 4th early?
Nate: Ray made it for me.
Mick: You look like a star-spangled idiot.

[Barry is preparing to surrender himself to the Dominators to save the Earth.]
Barry Allen: This isn't up for debate. It's not even a close call. Turn myself over to the Dominators, they leave the rest of the world alone. Simple.
Felicity Smoak: No, it's not simple.
John Diggle: Barry, it doesn't matter what you've done. You can't do this.
Barry: It's been a honor to know all of you. To fight alongside of you. Now it's up to you to keep our home safe. [Turns and starts walking off.]
Oliver: Barry! I'm not letting you leave.
Barry: No offense, Oliver, but you and what army? [turns around and faces the entire team.]
Supergirl: This one.
Mick: Listen, Red. I don't like you. But when you got a crew, you gonna take a hit for the rest.
Barry: That was actually pretty inspiring. I mean, up until the point that Mick compared us to a bunch of criminals, but...
Amaya: According to the Dominators, we might as well be.
Nate: And maybe they're right. Maybe we do more harm than good, but this is our chance to find out.
Cisco Ramon: We're not letting you sacrifice yourself. There's no way. I don't care if that's what it means to be a hero. You're not a hero to me... you're my friend.

Felicity: Good work planting all of Professor Stein's nano-weapons, but we still got Dominators all over the country. This looks like a job for Supergirl.
Barry: [over the radio] Thanks, Felicity. I'm not the least bit insulted.
Felicity: Ah, sorry. I mean Supergirl and Flash. This is totally a job for the both of you. That's what I meant. Supergirl and... Flash.

Madam President: Many responsibilities have fallen to me since the President's passing at the beginning of this crisis. Sobering, sad responsibilities. This is not one of them. Today, it is my distinct honor to bestow upon you a small acknowledgement of the great debt that the world owes to you all.
Mick: [aside to Sara] Is it just me, or is she really hot?
Madam President: Although your brave efforts must remain a secret,...
Sara: [to Mick, after considering] She's hot.
Madam President: ..., know that metahuman or not, masked or not, each and every one of you is a hero.

[Oliver and Barry are in a bar, each having a beer.]
Oliver: I'm just saying that... next time, I'm gonna get'cha.
Barry: I'm just saying I beat you twice.
Oliver: The first time was a tie.
Barry: And the second time?
Oliver: ... There were no witnesses the second time.
Barry: Super-speed arrow duels. Our lives aren't exactly normal.
Oliver: I told Kara that I was looking to reclaim some "normal". Thinking on it now, I'm... I'm not so sure.
Barry: I know what you mean. We both got a look at what life would look like normal.
Oliver: It would have been happy.
Barry: But not full.
Oliver: No. No, nowhere close.
Barry: To things not being normal. [raises his beer bottle]
Oliver: To life being full. [clinks his own bottle with Barry's]

The Chicago Way [2.8]Edit

Nate: What just happened?
Ray: Well, it's the strangest thing. Two cops just escorted Eliot Ness to the Bureau.
Nate: They're not escorting him to the Bureau! They're gonna throw him in the river!
Ray: What?
Nate: Ray, 1920 Chicago PD was the most corrupt police force in history. Almost all of them were on Capone's payroll. Did you or did you not see The Untouchables?

Gideon: Special Agent Ness has suffered severe hypoxia. It will take some time to reverse his brain damage.
Nate: You can reverse brain damage? Why haven't you helped Rory out?
Gideon: Who says I haven't?

Malcolm Merlyn: The League taught you well. But unless you hand over the amulet, I'm gonna have to teach you a few new lessons.
Sara: Those who can not do, teach.

Ray: You know, if this is the week the Feds get Capone's ledger, why does it take four more years for them to take him down?
Nate: Because it's the Federal government.

Mick: What's that?
Amaya: It's a little present. For keeping me alive, and for almost helping me get Rex's killer. Open it.
[Mick opens the box, which contains a bottle of whiskey.]
Amaya: I lifted it back at Capone's warehouse.
Mick: You stole it.
Amaya: [smiling] You were right. The bad guys really do have more fun. [kisses Mick's cheek] Not that you're a bad guy. [Winks at him, then leaves.]
[Snart appears to Mick after Amaya leaves.]
Snart: I hope it was worth it. All this for a kiss on the cheek and a cheap bottle of booze. That speedster coulda killed you, Mick. What then?
Mick: I'll be dead like you.
[Mick is shown alone in the galley.]

Raiders of the Lost Art [2.9]Edit

Amaya: What are you doing up so late?
Nate: Just trying to figure out what the Legion of Doom wants with those two amulets.
Amaya: The "Legion of Doom"?
Nate: Darhk, Merlyn and the speedster. It's from a Hanna-Barbera cartoon I liked when I was a kid.

Rip/Phil: What am I doing?
George: It wasn't that bad.
Rip/Phil: You saw him (the actor playing Vandal Savage). I just can't seem to get Peter to bring any... menace to the part.

Amaya: Gideon thinks that the Legion's attack on Mr. Hunter's film set caused this George Lucas guy to quit movie making. As a result, he never made some movie about space battles or another one about an improbably handsome archaeologist.
Sara: And we care about this because...?
Gideon: In the unaltered timeline, Dr. Palmer sees Star Wars as a child and is inspired to become an inventor. Likewise, Dr. Heywood chooses to be a historian after seeing Indiana Jones instead of becoming a yoga instructor.
Nate: Oh, man.
Sara: Wait, so you're telling me that because some film geek drops out of school, my inventor and my historian are now essentially useless?

Amaya: I'm sorry about my friends. They're just --
George: Completely insane.
Amaya: Yeah. But what they say is true.
George: Oh. Oh, okay, what, what, that you guys are from the future, that you've somehow seen a bunch of movies that I haven't even made yet?
Amaya: Well, actually, I'm from the past, but that's beside the point. Look, George, I don't care about movies. But guys like them... they do. So before you get in that car and drive back to Modesto, just think about them, okay? Them and all the millions of other people that your stories will someday inspire. The future of the entire world is at stake. And you're our only hope.

[Sara and Jax encounter Stein in the medical bay operating on Mick's head.]
Jax: Gray?
Sara: What the hell are you doing?
Stein: Brain surgery. What does it look like?
[Sara and Jax do a take and keep walking.]

The Legion of Doom [2.10]Edit

[Early 2016, on the night of Damien Darhk's death]
Merlyn: What the hell is going on here?
Darhk: Excellent question. Here's another. Do you believe in second chances?
Merlyn: I just watched you die.
Darhk: Yeah, I hear 2016's not my best year, but I plan on fixing that.

Darhk: What's to keep Hunter's crew from finding the rest of the Spear before Merlyn finishes unscrambling Hunter's brain?
Eobard Thawne: The inner workings of the medallion are lost to history. Trying to get it to reveal its secrets will prove difficult, plus we have an additional advantage over them.
Darhk: Enlighten me.
Thawne: They're idiots.

Sara: How about instead of bickering, we figure out our next move against the speedster and his allies.
Nate: "Legion of Doom" has a sexier ring to it.
Sara: I'm not calling them that.

Merlyn: If anyone's a failure, it's you. You were the one who learned about Hunter's secret account, yet seemed not to know about a passcode! Sloppy, Damien. No wonder they passed you over for Ra's.
Darhk: [speaking to Rip/Phil] You see, this is where he reminds me that he was Ra's al Ghul. Poor Malcolm. Always living in the past.
Merlyn: This is when I remind you about your future. Awww. That's right. I've been there. I've seen how pathetic you are.
Darhk: In this 'future' that you're from, do I at least have... two hands?

Stein: I made a terrible mistake. I should never have brought Lily on board this ship.
Jax: She found out. She knows she's an aberration.
Stein: Mr. Rory spilled the beans, as predicted.
Jax: So what'cha gonna do?
Stein: What can I do?
Jax: Just tell her how you feel.
Stein: She knows how I feel, It goes without saying.
Jax: Yeah, for us, it does. We have a psychic connection, but for her? She just hears whatever comes out of that big brain of yours. Just tell her you love her. That's what Dads do.
Stein: Clearly, you never met my father. [sighs] You know, the... the reason Clarissa and I chose not to have children the first time around was because... I feared that history would repeat itself. That I would be the kind of father that he was.
Jax: We're Legends, Gray. Changing history is what we do.

Turncoat [2.11]Edit

Jax: How long until Lily's interface tracks down another piece of the Spear of Destiny?
Sara: I dunno. I'm beginning to think our supercomputer is not so super.
Gideon: I heard that. You try processing 1.2 zetabytes of data.
Jax: Rip's probably being tortured by the Legion of Doom right now. The sooner we can locate another piece of the Spear, the sooner we can set a trap and rescue him.
Gideon: I could always reroute power to my sub-neural processing unit by shutting off life support.
Sara: Oh, you're lippy this morning, Gideon. I like it.
Gideon: I wasn't joking.

[Mick and Washington are led back to the British camp as prisoners]
Mick: I'm gonna find that skinny little Englishman and strangle him to death. You take the front, I'll take the rear.
George Washington: If we face them now, they will surely kill us, private.
Mick: They're gonna kill us anyway.
Washington: If the British wanted us dead, they'd have done it already. When we reach camp, I will talk to their commanding officer and arrange a prisoner exchange. There are rules to war.
Mick: Yeah, kill or be killed.
Washington: British high command will treat us honorably, just as I treat prisoners with honor.
Mick: Now I know why Franklin's on the $100 bill. I'll bet you a hundred yous you're wrong.
Washington: Excuse me?
Mick: Uh, forget it! I hate Christmas!

Washington: I've been a soldier since I was twenty years old. But our cause is the cause of all men. To be treated equally, regardless of hereditary privilege. We must prove to the world that you don't need a title to be a gentleman. The British may be dishonorable, but I am not. By my death, I will prove to the Crown what it means to be an American.
Mick: You don't know the first thing about being an American. We're misfits. Outcasts. And we're proud of it. If they attack in formation, we pop 'em off from the trees. If they challenge you to a duel, you raid their camp at night. And if they're gonna hang you, then you fight dirty. And you never, ever, give up. That's the American way.

General Cornwallis: Any last words?
Washington: In fact, I've learned a new word from my private: [Mick grabs a rifle and fires it into the British ammunition pile, causing an explosion] "Ka-boom".

Jax: You didn't have to kill her. Sara wasn't supposed to die. Not like that. Not by you.
Rip: There's no rhyme nor reason to any of this, Jax. History is war and slavery and holding a dead son in your arms. There's no point in protecting history, so we might as well just burn it all down.

Camelot/3000 [2.12]Edit

Ray: Apologies. You must get this all the time. But I must tell you, I am a really big fan.
Sir Galahad: A fan? So you make wind?
Ray: No. No, no, no, no, no, no. Well, I mean, maybe after all this food. [laughs] No, what I mean is I'm a big admirer of yours.
Galahad: You've heard tale of my exploits?
Ray: Yes! Yes! Since I was a wee lad! [sees Galahad not understanding] It's hard to explain.
Galahad: I am but a servant. It is my honor to serve the true inspiration of Camelot's glory - King Arthur. For was it not he who said that "might must serve right, lest it bloom into the cruel flower of tyranny"?
Ray: Yet another reason I love him.

[Nate sees Ray putting on his armor]
Ray: Hey. Now, it's not historically accurate, but I couldn't resist. [shows Nate his Atom suit underneath the armor and then channels the ionic energy through the sword]
Knight: It's like a sabre, made of light.
Ray: Yeah! Just don't call it a lightsaber. Major trademark issues, right?

Mick: Well, as much as Haircut's a pain in my ass, I'm not gonna let him fight alone. [starts to leave]
Sara: Sit down! That's an order.
Mick: [turns] What's an order?
Sara: Don't test me, Mick.
Mick: Don't threaten me, Blondie.
Stein: I can't believe I'm actually agreeing with Mr. Rory.
Sara: I said sit down!
Amaya: Stop! I've already lost one team. I'll be damned if my decision rips the Legends apart, too.
Sara: What are you saying?
Amaya: Listen to your gut, Captain. Don't abandon Ray. It may be sentimental, but the team should come before tactics.
Sara: All right. Let's do this.

Darhk: Give it up, Raymond. You're a glorified nerd, not a knight.
Ray: It's Sir Raymond of the Palms, and on behalf of my 12-year-old self, allow me to retort. [switches on "lightsaber" and duels Darhk]

Stein: Surely you must admit that it's not a superior intelligence, but rather the murky depths of your mind that proved vital.
Mick: [belches] Just admit it, my brain saved the day.
Stein: I will admit nothing of the sort.

Land of the Lost [2.13]Edit

Amaya: Let me guess: you're afraid of snakes.
Nate: And you're not?
Amaya: Animals only lash out only if they're provoked or desperate. Your slithery friend wasn't trying to hurt you. He just thought you were part of the tree.
Nate: So you commune with all animals?
Amaya: Mm-hmm.
Nate: You're like an attractive Doctor Dolittle.

Ray: But hey, the sun is setting, maybe I should go out catch us an iguana and prepare some of my world-famous iguana soup.
Nate: Nah, I'm good. I brought energy bars from the ship.
Ray: What? Energy bars?
Nate: Mm-hmm.
Ray: Come on, Nate, we're in the Cretaceous Period. You have to at least try the local cuisine.

[Stein is pacing around the medical bay nervously.]
Mick: Sit down, Professor.
Stein: His heart is beating way too fast.
Mick: I said "Sit".
Stein: I know you think I'm overreacting-
Mick: No, I don't. You care for the kid. I get it. But the way you're acting's not doing him any favors.
Stein: Oh, how should I act, Mr. Rory?! Please enlighten me with your vast emotional wisdom!
Mick: Well, you seem to forget I had a partner, too. The reason Snart and I got on so well was, well, we... we trusted one another. We were friends. We had each other's backs.
Stein: Perhaps you've chosen the wrong analogy. Your partner... is dead.
Mick: Yeah, well, I'm still on the ship.
Stein: Your point?
Mick: You're not exactly a spring chicken, Professor.
Stein: Your point!
Mick: My point is you're not gonna be around for too much longer. And Jax has to learn how to do this stuff himself. Stop treating him like a kid, and more like a partner. [pushes his beer bottle into Stein's hands] Partner.

Sara: You're Gideon?
Gideon: Hello, Captain Lance.
Sara: But you're like... I mean, you're really...
Gideon: Human?
Sara: I was gonna say "hot", but yeah, that too.

Rip: Gideon.
Gideon: Yes, Captain?
Rip: I'm really sorry for everything I put you through.
Gideon: Forcing me to disable the ship? Or our kiss?
Rip: How did you...
Gideon: If it's the latter,... I rather enjoyed it.
Rip: [subdued] As did I, Gideon. As did I.

Moonshot [2.14]Edit

Rip: I think I may have found a way to track Commander Heywood.
Stein: Don't worry, Mr. Hunter, we've already found him.
Rip: You did?
Jax: We're heading to Houston, 1970.
Mick: Yeah. Elvis at the Astrodome.
Nate: And then we're gonna rescue my grandfather.
Mick: Then Elvis.
Rip: We still need to figure out a way of contacting Commander Heywood without arousing suspicion. To that end, I suggest that we --
Sara: It's simple. We infiltrate NASA.
[Everyone else agrees, Sara claps Rip on the shoulder.]

[Professor Stein has just embarrassed himself by singing The Banana Boat Song inside Mission Control as a distraction, with Mick joining in.]
Flight Director: What the hell are you two playing at?
Jax: [over the radio] Okay. I got it. I cut the feed.
Stein: Oh, it's a... It's a British tradition, sir.
Flight controller: Flight! I had radio contact for a second, then I lost it again.
Mick: Nice voice, Professor.
Stein: Thank you very much.

Thawne: Menial labor without super-speed is really quite tedious. Then again, I've missed working with a fellow scientist. Cisco and Caitlin and I, as you know, worked together for some time and... I miss the camaraderie.
Ray: Legion of Doom doesn't have karaoke Fridays?
Thawne: I know it's easier for you to think of me as a monster, but, um... I've met some of history's monsters, Raymond, and believe me, I'm not one of them.
Ray: You killed Barry's mother. Twice. Rex Tyler. Brainwashed Rip into killing Doctor Mid-Nite.
Thawne: Time travel has a way of revealing the truth to you. And you and I have more in common than you think.
Ray: Pass me the pliers.
Thawne: [passing the pliers] We're both scientists. We're obsessed with achieving the impossible. You've dedicated your life to learning how to shrink yourself down to the size of an atom, and I spent mine learning the secrets of the Speed Force.
Ray: I became the Atom to help people.
Thawne: You could use the dwarf star in your exo-suit to power an entire city, but instead, you chose to become the Atom because you weren't satisfied with your small, pathetic life. There is no shame in wanting to be greater. To reach higher. To... walk on the Moon.
Ray: Is that why you want the Spear? Reach higher, become greater? Run faster?
Thawne: No. I'm after something much more... elemental. I want to live.

[Henry Heywood has sealed himself inside the cargo bay, preparing to sacrifice his life to save the ship.]
Nate: Hank! Hank! Hank! Don't! Don't do this!
Henry Heywood: I am so sorry, Nathaniel.
Nate: No. No, you open that door, the explosive decompression will suck you out.
Henry: If I don't, you will all die.
Nate: I can do it. Let me do it. I have powers now.
Henry: No. No. I won't let you risk your life. I have fulfilled my duty, protecting my piece of the Spear. But I'm just a grunt. Now it's your turn. You can figure out a way to destroy the Spear. Don't let it ruin another person's life.
Nate: Your son is at Mission Control. He's there. He's waiting for you. C'mon.
Henry: Give him a message for me. Tell him... I'm sorry for leaving.
Nate: Don't. Please don't, please don't.
[Henry winks at Nate, then opens the cargo bay door and gets pulled out into space.]

[Sara finds Rip having a drink in the parlor.]
Sara: Drinking alone?
Rip: Only as metaphor.
Sara: [pouring herself a drink] You in here feeling sorry for yourself?
Rip: Oh, no. I've got more than one way of feeling sorry for myself, surely.
Sara: Thanks for backing my play earlier.
Rip: I wasn't... entirely supportive on this mission.
Sara: Indeed. But still... must be hard, coming back to your ship and finding someone else in charge.
Rip: No. That was the easy part. The hard adjustment was seeing that you are a much better captain than I ever was.
Sara: So that's why you're in here feeling sorry for yourself.
Rip: I'm in here trying to figure out what my place is if I'm not this team's captain.
Sara: So you're saying you don't fit in. You're an outcast. A misfit.
Rip: Let's assume.
Sara: Sounds to me like you're a Legend.
[Sara and Rip regard one another, then clink glasses.]

Fellowship of the Spear [2.15]Edit

Jax: What's your favorite candy?
Rip: Jelly beans. Why?
[Jax transmutates the container protecting a piece of the Spear of Destiny into jelly beans]
Jax: A little transmutation trick me and Gray have been working on.
Rip: [Walks over to eat a jelly bean] Both delicious and impressive, Mr. Jackson.

Sara: So, it looks like our historians have made a discovery.
J. R. R. Tolkien: According to this map, the blood of Christ is hidden right smack in the middle of no-man's land.
Rip: Great, right at the center of the bloodiest battle in human history.
Stein: Even if we were to make it through the terrain unscathed, there's still the issue of the blood's precise location.
Nate: That's the good news. Just as the Spear acted as a diving rod for its pieces, it glows when it's close to Jesus' blood.
Stein: But one cannot simply walk into the middle of a war zone.

Mick: You hear them, too, huh? The voices. What's the Spear saying to you?
Amaya: It's not the Spear. It's my mother. Her voice, at least. She's begging me to help our people. To keep our family and our legacy safe. She wants me to change my destiny.
Mick: Maybe the Spear can do that for her.
Amaya: The chance to rewrite reality. Who wouldn't be tempted? What do your hear?
Mick: My parents.
Amaya: What are they saying?
Mick: "Don't play with fire, Mick."

Rip: 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.

Amaya: Now the Spear of Destiny is in the hand of not just one, but four psychopaths.
Stein: Don't forget Mr. Rory.
Jax: That's right. We trusted him and he screwed us over.
Ray: Did we? Trust him? I admit it, we never really did, and he picked up on it.
Rip: Apparently, Mr. Rory is not entirely stupid.

Doomworld [2.16]Edit

Merlyn: You keep ignoring my requests of a meeting.
Thawne: Because there's no reason for one. Our partnership is ended. You got what you wanted. Your wife and your son are both alive and in good spirits. Your daughter Thea adores you. Nyssa al Ghul is trapped in a miserable, closeted life in the middle of Ohio, and hey, you can even clap again. What more could you possibly want?
Merlyn: How about the Spear of Destiny? There are still some things about this world that I want changed.
Thawne: How may times do I have to say this, Malcolm? The Spear is safest in my hands. Besides, I'm the only one who knows how to use it.
Merlyn: That's because you destroyed the Calebros Manuscript.
Thawne: Well, it's not my fault you don't retain information like I do. Speedster brains are handy that way.

Rip: Gideon... I've finally perfected my fondant bows. [places a fondant bow on top of an elaborately decorated three-tiered cake] What do you think?
Gideon: Your technique has vastly improved over the last year, Captain. These cakes are so much more creative than your biscuits.
Rip: Credit where credit is due, Gideon. Your idea of adding more gelatin to the mixture was pivotal.
Gideon: Well done. The best one yet, in my humble opinion.
Rip: It's a shame that you're the only one here to appreciate it.
Gideon: I'm sure your team would be just as impressed.
Rip: Assuming that they're all still alive.
Gideon: Perhaps you should resume your efforts to send a message out.
Rip: [shouting] What's the POINT, Gideon? The Legion have the Spear of Destiny! They're like gods now! There's no point in fighting. Not any more. [shoves the cake off onto the floor]

Darhk: I have a question for you. [leads Sara over to his collection of dead heroes masks] Which one is your favorite trophy?
Sara: [pretending to be Darhk's servant] That's like asking a girl to pick just one pair of shoes.
Darhk: Oh, please. Everyone has their favorite kill. You want to hear mine? Her name was Black Canary. I will never forget her. Hm. It was so... delicious... killing her. They told me that I had done it before, but I can't imagine it ever getting old.
[Sara punches Darhk in the face.]
Darhk: [lifting Sara in the air magically] The very first thing I did in this reality was acquire my magic. I'm gonna miss you, Miss Lance. Having you around to attend to my every whim was too enticing to pass up. Plus, it's so hard to find good help these days.
Snart: Really? Now's the time for a bad guy monologue?

Sara: Now remember, you guys are going in there without your powers.
Ray: Don't worry. I know that place like the back of my hand.
Amaya: What about Mick?
Sara: Mick's staying here. We can't trust him. [to Mick] Not after what you've done.
Mick: After what I've done? If it wasn't for me, you'd all be walking around like sheep.
Sara: If it wasn't for you, we never would've been turned into sheep in the first place. We trusted you, Mick. We can't afford to make that mistake again.

[After a melee between the Legends and the Legion, Mick recovers the Spear.]
Snart: Nice work, Mick. Now hand it over.
Ray: Mick, no. You already gave it to them once. You know what happened.
Darhk: That was Thawne. This time will be different, big boy.
Jax: Don't do this, Mick.
Amaya: Mick. I don't care what anyone else thinks. I still believe in you.
Snart: ENOUGH! Mick... hand it over. Like a good boy.
Mick: You mean "a good dog". That's all I am to you. An attack dog.
Snart: Now that's not true. Sure, we both know you're not the sharpest tool in the shed, but... that's why we're partners. Remember?
Mick: You're right. I'm not a genius. [tosses the Spear in front of Amaya] But I'm no one's dog, Leonard. Not anymore.

Aruba [2.17]Edit

Ray: [upon seeing his Atom suit] Ah. Yes. Oh, I have missed you. [kisses the suit's helmet]
Jax: Really, dude?
Ray: [to the suit] I will never, ever leave you again.
Jax: Rip, we found the suit. You need to close in on our position before I have to watch Ray do any more weird stuff.
Rip: On route.
Ray: Weird stuff?
Jax: Yeah. You got issues, dude.

Doomworld Mick: What the hell are you staring at?
Mick: Just imagining what you'd look like without teeth.

[Sara is in a Spear of Destiny-induced vision watching "The Wizard of Oz" with Laurel]
Laurel: Well, the cork broke off, but I think I managed to salvage it. Here. [hands Sara a glass of wine] To doing movie night more often. [clinks glasses with Sara]
Sara: This never happened. This is the Spear doing this. This isn't real.
Laurel: No, it's not. But it can be. You can remake reality however you see fit.
Sara: You were always the better of us, Laurel. [gives Laurel the Spear] You were the strong one. I'm damaged.
Laurel: I know. [gives Sara back the Spear]
Sara: The Gambit. Lian Yu. League of Assassins. You dying. I could take it all back.
Laurel: But you won't.
Sara: Everything that has happened to me, all the suffering that I endured... it's all led to this moment, hasn't it?
Laurel: [nods] The Spear doesn't need someone pure of heart. It needs someone strong enough to do the right thing. Sara, it needs you.
Sara: Even if doing the right thing means not having you back.
Laurel: I'm never too far away.
Sara: [hugs Laurel] I love you.
Laurel: I love you, too.

Snart: Should've done this in France, Mick. Could've saved us both a lot of time.
Mick: I didn't bring you here to kill you, Leonard.
Snart: So what are we doing here?
Mick: This is where Thawne recruited you for the Legion. I'm gonna wipe your memory and put you on the right path.
Snart: You mean the path where I join up with some Brit twit and die trying to save the world.
Mick: No. You die trying to save your friends.
Snart: Still a death sentence.
Mick: You know what your punishment is, Leonard? You end up being a better man, and so do I.
Snart: "Better"? You mean "softer".
Mick: No. I mean "better". [wipes Snart's memory]

Sara: Mick, you wanna do the honors, plot a course? You earned it.
Mick: Gideon, set a course for Aruba.
Gideon: Roger that, Mr. Rory. Setting a course for Aruba, the year 2017.
[Turbulence rocks the Waverider.]
Amaya: What was that?
Stein: This is what happens when you put Mr. Rory in charge of navigation.
[The Waverider is shaken harder.]
Gideon: In fact, it was another time-storm. It seems the disruption you created in 1916 was just the start.
[The Waverider is ejected from the temporal zone]
Ray: We've been ejected out of the temporal zone!
Sara: Get ready for a hard landing.
Jax: Oh, come on! Can we please go five minutes without crashing the Waverider?
[The Waverider smashes through buildings and crashes to the ground.]
Sara: Is everyone okay?
Mick: This ain't Aruba.
Gideon: No. This is Los Angeles 2017.
Ray: Ooooh boy.
[Everyone gazes out the front windows.]
Sara: Guys... I think we broke time.
[Zoom-out to show dinosaurs and futuristic buildings in modern-day Los Angeles.]


The opening voiceovers for Season 2 episodes were mostly done individually, with differing openings made by a different character, hero or villain.

Opening voiceover by Stein
The Time Masters were an organization charged with protecting history from rogue time travelers, but they were destroyed. Under the leadership of Rip Hunter, we have taken up their mantle. Sara Lance, former member of the League of Assassins. Dr. Raymond Palmer, the Atom. The arsonist Mick Rory. And Firestorm, the merged superform of Jefferson Jackson and myself, Martin Stein. We are the only ones left to protect history. We are the Legends of Tomorrow.

Opening voiceover by Sara
My name is Sara Lance. Last year, a former Time Master named Rip Hunter recruited a team of heroes and villains to save the world, and we did. But in the process, we destroyed the Time Masters. Now, we've taken up their mantle of protecting the timeline from time criminals. We are no longer saving the world. We are saving history. But don't call us heroes. We are Legends.

Opening voiceover by Nate
My name is Nate Heywood. Time travel is real, and all of history is vulnerable to attack by rogue time travelers. But one group travels throughout time to stop the spread of these so-called time aberrations and erase their damage to history. A group of outcasts and misfits, these individuals aren't heroes. They're something else. They're Legends.

Opening voiceover (for various episodes) by Stein, Jax, Amaya, and Sara
Time travel is real, and all of history is vulnerable to attack. Which is why we must travel through time to stop the spread of these so-called "time aberrations" and to erase their damage to history. We are a team of outcasts and misfits, so please don't call us heroes. We're Legends.

Opening voiceover by Darhk
My name is Damien Darhk. In 2016, I was murdered by the Green Arrow. But I was removed from the timeline 31 years before my death by a speedster from the future named Eobard Thawne. Together with Malcolm Merlyn, the former head of the League of Assassins, the three of us are going to locate the Spear of Destiny, a mystical object which can rewrite reality itself. With the Spear in our possession, we will change our past, and our future, and the world as you know it.

Opening voiceover by Mick
Seriously. You idiots haven't figured this out by now? It all started when we blew up the Time Pigs - the Time Masters. Now history's all screwed up, and it's up to us to un-screw it up. But half the time, we screw things up even worse. So don't call us heroes. We're something else. We're Legends. Who writes this crap, anyway?

Opening voiceover by Thawne
My name is Eobard Thawne. With the help of Damien Darhk, Malcolm Merlyn, Leonard Snart and Mick Rory, I've obtained the Spear of Destiny. An ancient artifact with the power to rewrite reality itself. And we have. It's a brave new world.

Season 3Edit

Aruba-Con [3.1]Edit

Ray: [to Agent Sharpe] Lady, why are you so mean?
Sara: Maybe it's that poly-blend pantsuit that's got her so grumpy.
Nate: I didn't know Men's Warehouse gave group discounts.
Ava Sharpe: What's the matter with you people? Do you want to get shot?
Nate: Totally rather get shot than look like a Sears model.

Jax: Come on, Gray. A chance to meet Julius Caesar and fix history. We have a time ship. We can get you home in time for dessert.
Stein: That's what I told Clarissa the last time I left.
Ray: And when you came home, you had a surprise daughter.
Stein: Your point?
Nate: The point is, sometimes we screw things up for the better.
Sara: That's a good motto. We should use that.

[Sara is fighting Caesar]
Ray: Uh, shouldn't we help her?
Nate: It's him I'm worried about.
[Sara defeats Caesar]
Jax: Ye-ah, I'd say our work here is done.
Stein: And to quote the great conqueror himself: "We came, we saw,...
Ray and Nate: [together] We kicked Caesar's ass! [high five]

Jax: You know, I've taken these engines apart so many times, feels like this ship is a... part of me.
Stein: It is a part of you, that you can take on whatever adventure life offers you next.
Jax: [scoffs] What adventure could be better than this one? I mean, I got to be a superhero who travelled through time changing history.
Stein: Yes, I know.
Jax: Look, I know you wanna do the whole "Grandad" thing. Smoke a pipe by the fire. But I got a whole lotta life left, and I have no idea how to fill it.
Stein: Jefferson, you are, hands down, the most gifted, capable, driven young man I've ever known. You can do anything you want to do.
Jax: Well, that's all well and good, but what I want to do is be half of a nuclear-powered superhero. And I can't do that if you don't want to.

Sara: Well, like Nate said, sometimes we screw things up for the better.
Rip: I fail to see how that's true in this case.
Mick: It's our new motto.
Rip: New motto? Right, does that mean you plant to continue swashbuckling your way through history?
Sara: With the Time Bureau's permission, of course.
Rip: And if I deny you permission?
Sara: We'll do it anyways.

Freakshow [3.2]Edit

Amaya: What part of "I'm making you a birthday surprise, stay out of the apartment" did you not understand?
Nate: I thought you meant... lingerie and, you know, sex.

Sara: Perfect. We're bringing the circus to the circus
Ray: 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.
Jax: What, you afraid of clowns?
Mick: No. I... just don't like their stupid faces and funny shoes and... razor-sharp teeth.

Amaya: I didn't go to Zambesi. Not right away. First, I went to Detroit.
Nate: Detroit.
Amaya: I had to see her in person. Mari. My granddaughter. I had to see if she was as incredible as people said she was. I watched her save five people in one night. She never knew I was there, but I knew that she was perfect. I know it doesn't help, but my decision to leave had nothing to do with you.
Nate: You're right, it doesn't. 'Cause if your "Bad-at-it" granddaughter was in 2017, why'd you have to go back to 1942?
Amaya: I asked Rip the same question. He said that time hadn't yet solidified. But if I stayed too long in 2017, then Mari would disappear.
Nate: Why didn't you say anything?.... I hated you for what you did.
Amaya: I needed you to hate me. So that you would move on. If you knew how much it hurt me -
Nate: I would have found you.
Amaya: I wanted to protect my granddaughter, and I wanted to protect you.
Nate: Well, no offence, Amaya, but considering we're both stuck in a rhino cage, I'd say your plan backfired.

Sara: We got a new problem. Rip has been hiding something from us. There's a greater evil coming. Something even the Time Bureau is afraid of.
[There is dramatic silence. Then, everyone bursts out laughing.]
Jax: [amused] What could be worse than an immortal Egyptian demigod?
Stein: [also amused] Or an evil speedster?
Ray: [shaking his hands in mock fear] I'm afraid of the Time Boogeyman.
Nate: [laughing] I'm literally crying.
[Everyone keeps on laughing.]


  • Dare to defy.
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