Timeless (2016–2018): Season 2, Episode 7 - Mrs. Sherlock Holmes - full transcript
The team land in 1919 New York to try and stop Rittenhouse from killing the suffragette movement.
LUCY: Previously on Timeless...
Maybe her life doesn't matter anymore
now that you have your wife back.
You were always on Wyatt's mind.
He risked his job, his
freedom, everything
because he never
stopped loving you.
Jessica's giving me
a second chance.
You deserve to
finally be happy, Wyatt.
Lucy, sometimes I feel like I know
you better than you know yourself.
What do you want from me,
Flynn? You don't know me.
I guess, what I was trying to say
is that I'd like to get to know you.
(KNOCKING)
JIYA: I saw you near the ocean
surrounded by the
cowboys, I think.
You die.
WYATT: I'm in the new location.
This looks like a
Rittenhouse headquarters.
(EXPLOSION)
(GUNSHOTS)
- (WOMEN CHANTING SLOGANS)
- MAN 1: Get outta here!
- Votes for women.
- Votes for women.
MAN 2: Take care of your kids.
MAN 3: Go back to the kitchen.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
MAN 3: It's nonsense.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
MAN 4: Go back
and clean your house.
Go back to your homes!
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
MAN 4: Women belong at home.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
POLICEMAN: Go home.
Return to your homes. Disperse!
- Votes for women! Votes for women!
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
MAN 5: Back up! Back up!
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
Back up. Back up, I say!
(WOMEN GRUNTING)
Back it up now!
(GRUNTING AND SCREAMING)
Stop.
MAN: Go home!
Mr. President.
Mr. President!
I want to...
Mr. President, we
should get you inside.
One moment, Senator Wadsworth.
I want to address those of you
who think that women will not,
cannot and should not succeed.
We will not be silenced,
and we will not be ignored.
It was we the people, not
we the white male citizens,
but we the whole people
who formed this union.
The time has come to
give women the right to vote!
(SCREAMS)
So, I'm just supposed to
die somewhere in the 1800s.
- I guess.
- You guess?
My visions don't exactly
come with a timestamp, Rufus.
So, no time, no date.
Just stabbed by some guy with
bad teeth and spurs on his boots.
Great. For all you know it's
just a rough night in Reno.
- Can you please take this seriously?
- I do, fully.
From now on no more cowboys
or Kenny Chesney concerts.
I saw the burn on your
arm. That happened.
I saw the Pilgrim
die, that happened.
My visions are real, Rufus.
And underneath all the jokes,
you know that, you know it.
None of this has to happen.
None of this is set in stone.
I wish that were true,
you have no idea.
Okay but no matter
what, JFK still died.
No matter what, some
things they just, they are.
Then what am I supposed to do?
I mean, if there's
absolutely nothing I can do
to change what's happening,
then why even tell me?
You made me tell you.
You listen to me?
Look, I'm scared, too.
But we just...
We have to deal with
this okay? Together.
How? Buy a funeral plot?
Make sure my GoBot collection
goes to the next generation?
- That's not funny.
- I agree.
Look, when my dad died,
there was no warning...
Thanks for the warning,
but I am not your dad!
Okay.
Jiya.
I am going to remove myself
from your personal space.
Thanks for...
Yup.
(CHUCKLES)
I'll just see you.
FLYNN: Hey.
Any hot water left?
Stay the hell away from her.
Oh, you mean Lucy?
You know, she is
not your wife, right?
That's the, uh, blonde
lady just down the hall.
Unless history
has changed again.
I'm warning you.
What is it you want
from her, Wyatt?
Because if you have a problem, I
suggest you to talk to Lucy about it.
She's perfectly capable
of making her own choices.
Don't you think?
EMMA: You know, you
could just call for me,
with your voice.
When one can send a text
message on a miracle like this?
Why?
I got the water up and running.
I know this place is rustic to
say the least, but we'll fix it up.
I fought in the Great War.
I'm used to doing
without the finer things.
Though I must confess, there
are certain modern comforts
I find myself
growing attached to.
I've made a decision.
On this next mission, I just
want you to pilot the Mothership,
wait for Andre to
activate our sleeper,
and then come back to me safely.
Let someone else
do the dirty work.
But the dirty work
is what I'm good at.
You're too important.
I'm flattered.
You're not just my pilot, Emma.
You're the only one I trust.
Andre will handle it.
Of course.
Whatever you think best.
(SIREN BEEPING)
They went to March
4th, 1919. New York.
New York, 1919 what happened?
March 4th?
That was Woodrow Wilson's
last day in the United States
before going to Paris to
negotiate the Treaty of Versailles.
You think they're going to kill
Woodrow Wilson to stop this treaty?
That treaty basically
reorganized the world.
Borders redrawn,
colonies gained freedom.
Sweet. Rittenhouse wants
to make Germany great again.
Wilson was staying
at The York Hotel.
- It's a place to start.
- Right.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Hey, where do you
think you are going?
1919?
Yeah, we're good, thanks.
Wyatt.
Yeah, we're a team
already, we're the Beatles.
We don't need Yoko.
You do realize there were four
members of the Beatles, don't you?
We've got four seats now
and you could use the backup.
- We're not leaving one empty.
- Bring Mason.
- How do I put this?
- Hell, no.
- Yeah.
- Flynn's going. End of discussion.
She's the boss.
Oh, don't forget to say
goodbye to your wife.
(WHOOSHING)
LUCY: He's staying in
the Presidential Suite.
- (GUNSHOT)
- (PEOPLE GASPING)
Was that already a gunshot?
That was definitely a gunshot.
We're too late!
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
MAN: No photography.
I'm gonna find out
what's going on.
- Yeah. I got it.
- No, I don't mind.
I said, I got it.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, Officer, was
President Wilson shot?
Sir, please control your wife.
Excuse me, Officer, what
happened with President Wilson?
President is safe. There's no
more information at this time.
Okay.
Excuse me, do you
work for the Times?
The Post.
- Who'd they shoot?
- Senator Wadsworth. Bullet to the head.
They already arrested
some militant suffragette.
"Alice Paul."
Who's Alice Paul?
Alice Paul is only one of the most
influential women in American history.
More than Beyoncé?
She led the
suffragette movement,
ultimately getting
women the right to vote.
I mean, every step forward
can be traced back to her.
So Alice Paul killed
Senator Wadsworth?
No, Alice doesn't...
didn't kill anyone.
She led the National Woman's
Party for the next 50 years.
So the sleeper must've killed
Wadsworth. Is he important?
Well, to his family, yes.
But to history, not really.
But Alice is.
When President Wilson
arrives at the Hotel today,
Alice gives a speech changing his
mind to support the 19th Amendment.
If Alice doesn't give
that speech today,
there's no telling when
women will get the right to vote.
Okay. So, we gotta
get Alice out of jail.
I'm gonna head out
and find the sleeper.
Easy, tiger. You're
here for backup, that's it.
I'm sorry.
I didn't realize, since you were so
busy taking off your personal days.
Guys. Hello. Alice,
the speech. Today.
All right. Lucy and I
will get Alice out of jail.
Rufus, you and Flynn find the
sleeper. Is everybody happy?
Uh... Not particularly.
Let's meet this
afternoon at the march.
Rufus, we're on
the same team now.
Okay, look, I promise
not to kill you this trip.
Feeling better?
Actually, I do.
'Cause you're not
gonna kill me this trip.
See? Nothing to worry about.
That's right. I ain't
worried about a damn thing.
(CLEARS THROAT)
- Can I help you?
- Yes.
We need to see Alice Paul.
Sorry, no visitors.
Chief's orders.
We are her attorneys.
I'm Ally McBeal and
this is Johnnie Cochran.
She didn't ask for an attorney.
Because she's innocent.
They found the gun in her room.
You don't have to be Sherlock
Holmes to solve this one, lady.
Sherlock Holmes?
Is Grace Humiston
in the building today?
I don't know.
She uses the visitor's room
down the hall sometimes.
Okay. Thank you.
Who the hell is Grace Humiston?
She would have been
a cop if it weren't 1919.
She was a brilliant
lawyer and investigator,
the NYPD used to solve crimes
they couldn't crack or cast aside,
missing women, mostly.
They actually called her
Mrs. Sherlock Holmes.
Mrs. Humiston?
Sorry, I don't take
romantic disputes.
If you want my advice,
you have better things to do
than waste your time
and your keen intellect
on a married man,
even if he is a
soldier and a war hero.
How did you know
I was a soldier?
You carry yourself like a soldier.
Always checking behind you.
And you're clearly not a cop,
but you're carrying a concealed
weapon into a police station.
The other stuff?
You're wearing a
wedding ring. She's not.
She's trying to keep
her distance from you,
you're trying to get closer.
I'm betting he didn't
tell you about the wife,
either, but that
one's just a guess.
Okay, you know, it's a little
more complicated than that.
Your keen intellect I
deduced from the fact
that you came
here looking for me.
You must read the papers.
I do. And you
are just incredible.
A role model ahead of your time.
Why are you here?
Oh, of course.
We're here because there
was a woman who was arrested
for a crime she did not commit.
Alice Paul.
I'm well acquainted with
Alice Paul and her antics.
What did she do now?
Well, she didn't do anything.
But she was arrested for murdering
Senator Wadsworth just this morning.
A murder, huh?
Got herself into
a pickle this time.
Alice is a Quaker. Not
exactly the violent type.
Much less the type to
leave a murder weapon
where it could be easily found.
How did you know
they found the weapon?
You said Wadsworth
was killed this morning.
How else could she have
been arrested so quickly?
So, you'll help us?
I'll talk to Alice. We'll see.
Thank you, Mrs. Humiston,
this is just... This is... Oh.
I don't mean to rush you, Mrs.
Humiston, but this really is urgent.
Alice has to make a speech
this afternoon by four o'clock.
What she has to do is
stop making speeches.
Okay.
(CLEARS THROAT)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(CLEARS THROAT)
I need to see Miss Paul, please.
Sure, Grace.
Can I get you a coffee or
anything to eat before we go?
Ten minutes.
I'm asking nicely.
Sorry, no can
do. Chief's orders.
Cops. Real cops only.
Well, if memory serves,
another one of the Chief's orders
is no drinking on
the job, right, Lou?
Do you want me to check your
top right drawer and see what I find?
You have five minutes.
Alice Paul. Wow.
We're here to get you out.
And this is Grace Humiston.
We've met.
- You gonna ask her questions?
- No.
Guess we're
supposed to be Watson.
(SIGHS)
Where were you
early this morning?
I was in my room preparing
my speech for the march.
Next thing you know,
my door is kicked in
and I have handcuffs on.
They found the gun in your room
and we all know about the
run-ins with Senator Wadsworth.
And we all know what you and your
cop cronies think of the movement,
but I'm innocent, Grace.
Well, that's not how it
looks to the cops, Alice.
You mean the cops that lock us
up, that beat us, that call us militants?
They have ample reason to want
me imprisoned, don't you think?
I'd like you to leave.
Uh...
Alice, we both know what
they're gonna do to you in here.
The starvation, the
forced feedings...
I've done it all before. You want
to help? Get the press in here.
When they see how we've been
treated, it'll change more hearts and minds
than anything I could say.
Yes, I believe that and it will,
but if you really want to
change hearts and minds,
give that speech this
afternoon. Trust me.
Uh...
You treated her like a criminal.
She is fighting on our behalf.
Whose behalf?
Yours. Mine.
What, women in general?
Alice has no job, no husband and
does nothing but create hysteria.
You think she's actually
helping your cause?
I don't know about you, but I'd rather
earn my respect than grovel for it.
Now, if you don't mind. I'm
going to talk to Detective Riley.
Alice said her door was
kicked in. That's his trademark.
You two wait here.
Cops don't like
people they don't know.
That how you pictured her?
Not exactly.
She's entitled to her
point of view, Lucy.
Yeah, well, her
point of view is wrong.
(SCOFFS)
What?
- Nothing.
- No, something.
Tell me.
You wanna talk. Fine let's talk.
I saw you this morning.
- Saw me what?
- Coming out of Flynn's room.
Flynn? For god's sake.
The terrorist who spent
all last year trying to kill us?
Look, I know that Jessica
thing was a little unexpected
and maybe you're on the
rebound or something...
Rebound?
I'm sorry from what? Our
one-night relationship?
That is not what I meant.
I just meant that you
are making a big mistake.
What I do and who I do it with
is none of your damn business.
What on earth happened
between you two?
Wow. So, people could just
walk into crime scenes in 1919?
Better to ask forgiveness
than permission.
So, what exactly
are we looking for?
Well, the sleeper agent killed
Wadsworth and framed Alice Paul.
So maybe he left a clue.
So maybe we can find him.
So I can kill him.
You know, sometimes
I think you're normal.
Then you say stuff like
that and I remember,
Oh, wait, no,
he's freakin' nuts.
What are you two doing in here?
We're Pinkertons.
You two are dicks.
That's right, we're detectives.
I'm John McClane and this
is my partner Hans Gruber.
You two don't look
like Pinkertons.
- Officer...
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hey, don't reach.
Hands up. You, too. Turn around.
Turn around!
Keep those hands up.
You know what, Flynn?
What?
- Take him down.
- Hey, you crazy, boy?
Look, I'm not dying here,
man. Go ahead and do it.
Rufus, stop talking.
Take him down, right now.
You've been killing guys all week.
Stop talking.
- Flynn it up, Flynn. Flynn it up.
- Stop talking.
- Take him down!
- Stop talking.
Hey, look, a couple of dicks.
Missed you, Flynn.
Great.
It's Emma.
Yay!
Admit it.
This gets you kinda hot
and bothered, doesn't it?
Just give me one good reason
why I shouldn't kill you
right here and right now.
I know who your sleeper
is, you need my help.
Help? You're gonna help us?
EMMA: That's right.
This time, this
mission, one night only,
I actually want to
stop Rittenhouse.
I won't hurt you,
you have my word.
I should just take your
word for it, you piece of...
Aw.
Did I hurt your little psycho
feelings when I double-crossed you?
Poor little baby.
I didn't have to kill that cop.
I could have killed
the two of you instead.
Okay. Okay.
Cards up.
Nicholas wants to squash
the 19th Amendment, okay?
"To put women in their place."
Let's just say I disagree.
After all the crap you've pulled,
that's where you draw the line?
Constitutional law?
I have my reasons.
We can find the sleeper
agent without you.
There's also some other orders.
There's orders to kill Lucy.
Like it or not,
I'm your best shot.
What's all this?
This is the mess Agent Christopher
and Wyatt manage to retrieve
from the Rittenhouse
headquarters.
Any of it salvageable?
I don't know yet.
Won't know until we find two very
small needles in this very large haystack.
Want some help?
I'm here, may as well
make myself useful.
Why not?
You okay?
Yeah. Sorry. Just
stuff with Rufus.
Love issues. Been there.
They can feel like life
and death, can't they?
You have no idea.
Why don't you join us?
Guess I could move from one
hopeless situation to another.
Right, so...
You wanna tell me what
happened back there with that cop?
I mean, what, you don't care
if he blows your brains out?
Maybe I'm just super brave.
Yeah, maybe I'm
Jean-Claude Van Damme.
Okay, okay.
- I know I'm not gonna die here.
- What does that mean?
Jiya told me apparently
I die in cowboy times.
- What?
- It's okay, it's a good thing.
For now, no cowboys
means no dead Rufus.
I'm safe.
Until someone blows
your kneecaps off, you idiot.
Never thought I'd see the
two of you working together,
whispering like school-girls.
How 'bout you just tell us
where the sleeper agent is
and we all go our separate ways?
I'm not stupid.
If I tell you, you'll kill me.
I lead, you follow.
I just wanna know
was any of it true?
Any of what you told
me when we first met?
About what
Rittenhouse did to you?
She is a pretty good liar.
There are certain things
they do to test your loyalty.
Leaving me alone in the 1880s
for ten years was one of them.
Guess I passed.
Why would you be
loyal to people like that?
Hell of a dental plan.
If you're leading
us into a trap,
you'd better hope your
loyalty is worth dying for.
We're headed to the march.
The march? Why?
The sleeper.
She's a suffragette.
Detective Riley says his
whole case hinges on you.
Says you saw Alice go
into the Senator's room.
Yep. Just like I
told the police.
LUCY: And you just happened
to know who she was?
BELLBOY: Everyone knows her.
I've seen her in the
papers, rabble-rousing.
Now why don't you tell
us what really happened?
You know what, I don't have to
waste my break talking to you.
Blow off, lady.
You want me to go
after him? 'Cause I...
I guess, she's got this.
Guess she does.
GRACE: Either
you tell us the truth
or I tell the manager that you've
been dealing dope to the guests.
- Did you see that coming?
- I did not.
You have burns on your
fingers from making the dope.
You're wearing a watch
no bellhop could afford,
and you have a
bulge in your pocket.
Shall we look?
I get notes from guests
who want something.
Last night I got a note
offering me 50 bucks
to tell Detective
Riley that I saw Alice.
But she was never
here, all right?
The note. I assume you kept
it and I should like to see it.
It was left in my box.
Maybe Alice could
identify the handwriting.
Yes. Maybe she can.
Alice?
Sweet Mary Joseph.
No.
Wyatt said they were...
they're calling it a suicide.
I don't buy it either.
Whoever killed Wadsworth
took care of Alice to shut her up.
Catch the guy, solve two cases.
She's not just a case.
And she wasn't supposed to die.
Not like this, not now.
Every murder is tragic.
Alice Paul is not every murder.
Find someone else
to give this speech.
We won't find
another Alice Paul.
Speeches and marches
don't change the world.
Never have, never will.
You're wrong. Some do.
Some speeches inspire
a movement. This one will.
That's not my job. My
job is to solve this case.
You can help or you
can get out of my way.
(WOMEN CHATTERING)
Mrs. Humiston.
What are you doing here?
I have news about Alice.
- Is Alice okay?
- Does she still wants us to march?
- I'll tell them.
- Alice Paul is dead.
The cops.
They did this to
her, didn't they?
And you're practically
one of them.
No, no. Grace is with us.
She's helping us find
out who did this to Alice.
And who are you two?
We are...
We were Alice's lawyers.
And we believe that she
would want us to keep fighting.
We have the notes for her
speech for this afternoon.
Who will stand up and help us
fight to keep Alice's legacy alive?
I appreciate that you
came, but Alice was special.
I think we all need some time.
No, there's no time.
The President is leaving the
country tomorrow, it has to be today.
It seems disrespectful.
It would be disrespectful
not to honor Alice's memory.
It would be disrespectful to
ignore everything that she stood for,
everything that
she sacrificed for us.
Ma'am, I'm actually a soldier,
and I've lost good people.
Doesn't mean you should quit.
What would Alice want?
A vigil.
We march, but silently.
Show our resolve and our
respect for Alice at the same time.
With respect, a silent march is
not going to get the job done today.
Not this time.
I suggest a vote.
I'd like to see a show of hands.
Everyone in favor of the
silent march raise your hand.
It's settled then. Vigil it is.
Just like old times, huh, Rufus?
Yeah.
Well, except for the
fact that since that time
you've been trying to
kill me and my friends.
But, yeah, totally some
crazy nostalgic vibes.
I guess we both got fooled.
Look, when the march starts,
I'm gonna need to get out there
and find the sleeper
and to neutralize her.
So, if you want my help
you're gonna have to trust me.
Trust?
Back when you, me and
Anthony used to work together,
we'd pull some
all-nighters sometimes.
But we didn't mind,
because we loved the work.
That, and we were friends.
Or so I thought.
Turns out Anthony was working with
Flynn and you were working for Rittenhouse.
Oh, my God. I suck
at picking friends.
What's in this for you?
- I like voting.
- Oh, please.
You only ever cared
about one person.
You.
So, why are you
really doing this?
If I tell you, you'll let me
do what I came here to do?
We'll see.
Last second field goal.
His team didn't
cover the spread.
Dinner was cold.
But most of the time it was
just because Dad was angry.
Still don't know how my
mom found the courage.
But we got in the car, we headed
west, and we started a new life.
She put me in a
science magnet school
and I graduated at the
top of my damn class.
I was one of three women to make
it through the program at Caltech.
Rittenhouse found me.
They were begging me
to come work for them.
But if women can't vote?
If... If we're property?
We would have been trapped
with that drunk bastard forever.
So, damn straight
I'm doing this for me.
And for my mom.
So, trust me or
not, I don't care.
One way or another,
I'm killing that sleeper.
Great. Now both my
enemies have guns.
A silent vigil? Thanks.
Thanks for that.
Funny that you
called for a vote.
Last time they'll get
to do that for a while.
You have a difficult relationship
with your mother, don't you?
- What?
- I can tell because...
I don't care. Don't
change the subject.
I'm trying to solve a
murder, too, actually.
If the speech is so important
why don't you give it?
If you think that Alice can be
reduced to one day and one speech,
then you really have no idea
what all of this is about, do you?
Excuse me?
You think because you were
smart enough or tough enough
to make it into the boy's club
that everybody else should
be able to do that too, is that it?
Something like that.
So, you're under no
obligation to help other women?
I find the missing, I catch the
murderers, I put them away.
That's how I help women.
Dead women, you mean.
You help dead women,
what about everyone else?
Everyone else isn't my problem.
You think that Alice wanted
to be beaten by police,
sent to prison, force-fed?
I didn't say that.
She would have spent the
next 50 years living the same hell
over and over again, so women
like you could ride on her coattails.
Every day that you
get to do your job,
another woman out
there is making sacrifices
so that you can keep doing it.
If you're not gonna help, Grace,
then just get the hell out of the way.
- Maybe...
- What?
Maybe you could give the speech.
Oh.
You know what? Maybe I will.
Lucy?
Lucy, the sleeper wants
to stop this speech.
They will shoot
whoever goes up there.
It would be better if
it was someone else?
Rittenhouse already
has a target on your back.
You said it yourself,
they need a leader,
but they need a leader here,
not someone who's going
to jump in a time machine.
But someone has
to do something now.
I'm not gonna let you get hurt.
Little late for that.
What's that supposed to mean?
Okay, look, Wyatt, I have
tried really hard to separate
whatever's going on between us
from the work that we have to do,
but you are not making it easy.
You think this has
been easy for me?
You got the love of
your life back, Wyatt.
And I got the rug pulled
out from under me, again.
So, I would really appreciate it
if you would stop acting like you
were the one that got screwed.
- I'm...
- I have a speech to deliver.
(SIGHS)
MAN 1: Go get a husband!
MAN 2: Get out of here.
MAN 3: Why don't you go
home and take care of your kids?
MAN 4: Ah, stop this nonsense.
(MEN JEERING)
Hey, hey, hey! It's just us.
Any luck with Alice Paul?
Alice is dead.
The sleeper got to her.
Of course, she did. The
sleeper's a suffragette.
What? How do you know?
- Emma.
- Emma?
You saw her? Did you kill her?
She's helping us.
You actually bought that?
I know it's hard to believe,
but, long story short, we
are on a one-mission truce
and she's taking
out the sleeper.
She's the only one who
knows what she looks like
and she's trying to
find her right now.
I'm keeping an eye on her, okay?
MAN: Does your husband
know you're out here?
(GASPS)
You?
Any last words I can
pass along to your mother?
Tell her she can go to hell.
Looking for these?
What? How?
Hello, Emma.
Sorry, plan's changed.
What are you doing?
Yeah. What are you doing?
You're welcome.
What are you
waiting for, princess?
Someone's gotta
make that speech.
I'd do it myself,
but motivational speaking
isn't really my thing.
Okay, what information do you
even think is gonna be on here?
Could be anything. List of
names, financial statements, dates.
Rittenhouse grocery list?
Pizza rolls with a side of evil?
Holy crap.
This might work.
Honestly, I didn't
think we'd get anything.
You spent all day working on something
you thought was a waste of time?
Uh-huh. My dear, the grandest,
most honorable battle is the losing one.
But you gotta keep fighting.
Grace.
Grace!
What happened?
Emma shot the sleeper.
- She saved my life.
- Where'd she go?
She's gone.
Must have crawled back
to the hole she came from.
Look...
It's gonna get ugly.
Yeah.
Rufus, stay back.
I'm not dying today.
POLICEMAN: Back up. Back up.
- Disperse.
- Back.
Votes for women.
- Votes for women!
- Back up, I tell you.
Shut up!
(SCREAMING AND GRUNTING)
Stop. No.
Stop.
Keep from me.
- WOMAN: Unhand me.
- POLICEMAN: Get back.
Calm down!
Relax.
WYATT: Coming
through, coming through!
POLICEMAN: Back!
(WOMEN CHANTING) Votes
for women! Votes for women!
Take your hands off her.
(GRUNTS)
- Votes for women!
- Votes for women!
- I totally had that.
- Yeah, sure you did.
Look, he's almost inside.
Let's go.
Mr. President!
Mr. President!
Mr. President!
Mr. President!
- Votes for women!
- Mr. President!
Stop!
This all has to stop!
Votes for women.
Someone else was
supposed to be up here today.
Someone whose voice
needed to be heard.
Someone who deserved
justice.
So, now it falls
to me to speak up.
When we stay silent,
we're just as much to blame
as those we fight against.
And fight is what we must do!
For how long can men
expect their sisters,
their mothers,
their wives, their
daughters, to expect,
to accept less than
what justice demands?
Women's suffrage is inevitable.
The time has come
to allow women,
all women, to have the
voice we so greatly deserve.
WYATT: Lucy!
The time is now!
Now!
Now!
(WOMEN CHEERING)
She did it. She did it.
I think you did it.
But we gotta go.
- They just let you go?
- Had to.
They knew if they
arrested me for speaking,
they'd never be able
to ask for my help again.
Well, for someone who
doesn't believe in speeches,
you gave a pretty damn good one.
Thank you, Grace.
I don't do hugs.
Oh. Okay.
I got to know. How did you
figure out who the killer was?
The note the bellhop had
was written by a woman
and a lefty.
A suffragette could've easily
planted the gun in Alice's room.
Then I suggested
they take a vote.
And I watched how they voted.
Only one woman raised
her left hand to vote.
Charlotte.
So, I found her
things and the gun.
The rest was elementary.
There's something very
strange about both of you.
Where are you from?
- Well...
- It's...
Canadians?
No.
I'll figure it out eventually.
Sure you will.
FLYNN: You're an
idiot. You know that?
Well, I'm alive, aren't I? And
in a ridiculous amount of pain.
FLYNN: Little help here, please.
Oh, my God. Rufus,
what happened to you?
- Can we just get out of here?
- LUCY: Yeah, of course.
Apparently, invincible doesn't
mean what he thinks it means.
They're back.
What happened to you?
Cops.
All right, come on.
Who did you vote
for in the last election?
Hillary Clinton.
Hey, who's President?
Donald Trump.
Was that not supposed to happen?
I don't know.
But it wasn't us.
So, we failed again.
And Andre's dead.
Flynn shot him.
Honestly it's a miracle I was able to
get away and save the Mothership.
I would have done more,
but you wanted me to
come back to you safe.
Of course.
That's all that matters.
I've been working on some
ideas for our next mission.
Later.
Tell me later.
DENISE: You still
working on this?
Yes. I got it.
We definitely have something.
Oh, there's nearly
a gig of data here.
Let's see what Rittenhouse
has been hiding.
That's Jessica.
What does this mean?
I don't know yet.
But until I do, this
stays between us.
Ah!
Sorry. Sorry. I...
You know what?
Don't be. I kind of deserve it.
I'm sorry about the way I
acted when you told me.
I thought I could handle things
myself and look how I ended up.
I get it.
Can't be easy to hear.
I know your visions are real.
I just don't know what
I'm supposed to feel.
What I'm supposed to do.
I don't know either.
But whatever it is,
can we do it together?
We can try.
Ah! Ah!
- Sorry.
- Don't touch.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
Grace went on to become an
icon in the feminist movement.
There's even a society
named after her, huh.
Fighting for women's
rights to this very day.
That's a good thing, right?
Alice isn't even a footnote.
She's gone, disappeared.
Everything that she sacrificed,
all of her accomplishments.
Like she never even existed
and I'm the only one that's
going to remember her.
Well, you're not the only one.
Wyatt, don't. Don't.
Lucy, I still care about you.
I can't make that disappear.
Wyatt!
You are married to a
woman that you love.
You are happily married.
I have to accept that and
you have to accept that.
We can't keep
living in the past.
Okay.
But Flynn, though.
I mean, seriously.
Wyatt, nothing happened.
We talked.
That's all.
Cool.
I mean, thank god.
What?
I think it is safe to say that
literally no one has experienced
what I'm going through, what
we're going through right now.
I know that.
But you getting a second
chance with Jessica?
That is the closest thing to
a miracle that I've ever seen
and there's no way that I'm
getting in the middle of that.
That is not who I am.
For what it's worth,
I'm glad you are who you are.
Well, I'm no Alice Paul, so...
No.
You're Lucy Preston.
That's pretty damn good.
(SIGHS)
So, where does that leave us?
Same place as always.
Kicking ass and
saving the world.
Yeah.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
Maybe her life doesn't matter anymore
now that you have your wife back.
You were always on Wyatt's mind.
He risked his job, his
freedom, everything
because he never
stopped loving you.
Jessica's giving me
a second chance.
You deserve to
finally be happy, Wyatt.
Lucy, sometimes I feel like I know
you better than you know yourself.
What do you want from me,
Flynn? You don't know me.
I guess, what I was trying to say
is that I'd like to get to know you.
(KNOCKING)
JIYA: I saw you near the ocean
surrounded by the
cowboys, I think.
You die.
WYATT: I'm in the new location.
This looks like a
Rittenhouse headquarters.
(EXPLOSION)
(GUNSHOTS)
- (WOMEN CHANTING SLOGANS)
- MAN 1: Get outta here!
- Votes for women.
- Votes for women.
MAN 2: Take care of your kids.
MAN 3: Go back to the kitchen.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
MAN 3: It's nonsense.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
MAN 4: Go back
and clean your house.
Go back to your homes!
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
MAN 4: Women belong at home.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
POLICEMAN: Go home.
Return to your homes. Disperse!
- Votes for women! Votes for women!
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
MAN 5: Back up! Back up!
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
- Votes for women. Votes for women.
Back up. Back up, I say!
(WOMEN GRUNTING)
Back it up now!
(GRUNTING AND SCREAMING)
Stop.
MAN: Go home!
Mr. President.
Mr. President!
I want to...
Mr. President, we
should get you inside.
One moment, Senator Wadsworth.
I want to address those of you
who think that women will not,
cannot and should not succeed.
We will not be silenced,
and we will not be ignored.
It was we the people, not
we the white male citizens,
but we the whole people
who formed this union.
The time has come to
give women the right to vote!
(SCREAMS)
So, I'm just supposed to
die somewhere in the 1800s.
- I guess.
- You guess?
My visions don't exactly
come with a timestamp, Rufus.
So, no time, no date.
Just stabbed by some guy with
bad teeth and spurs on his boots.
Great. For all you know it's
just a rough night in Reno.
- Can you please take this seriously?
- I do, fully.
From now on no more cowboys
or Kenny Chesney concerts.
I saw the burn on your
arm. That happened.
I saw the Pilgrim
die, that happened.
My visions are real, Rufus.
And underneath all the jokes,
you know that, you know it.
None of this has to happen.
None of this is set in stone.
I wish that were true,
you have no idea.
Okay but no matter
what, JFK still died.
No matter what, some
things they just, they are.
Then what am I supposed to do?
I mean, if there's
absolutely nothing I can do
to change what's happening,
then why even tell me?
You made me tell you.
You listen to me?
Look, I'm scared, too.
But we just...
We have to deal with
this okay? Together.
How? Buy a funeral plot?
Make sure my GoBot collection
goes to the next generation?
- That's not funny.
- I agree.
Look, when my dad died,
there was no warning...
Thanks for the warning,
but I am not your dad!
Okay.
Jiya.
I am going to remove myself
from your personal space.
Thanks for...
Yup.
(CHUCKLES)
I'll just see you.
FLYNN: Hey.
Any hot water left?
Stay the hell away from her.
Oh, you mean Lucy?
You know, she is
not your wife, right?
That's the, uh, blonde
lady just down the hall.
Unless history
has changed again.
I'm warning you.
What is it you want
from her, Wyatt?
Because if you have a problem, I
suggest you to talk to Lucy about it.
She's perfectly capable
of making her own choices.
Don't you think?
EMMA: You know, you
could just call for me,
with your voice.
When one can send a text
message on a miracle like this?
Why?
I got the water up and running.
I know this place is rustic to
say the least, but we'll fix it up.
I fought in the Great War.
I'm used to doing
without the finer things.
Though I must confess, there
are certain modern comforts
I find myself
growing attached to.
I've made a decision.
On this next mission, I just
want you to pilot the Mothership,
wait for Andre to
activate our sleeper,
and then come back to me safely.
Let someone else
do the dirty work.
But the dirty work
is what I'm good at.
You're too important.
I'm flattered.
You're not just my pilot, Emma.
You're the only one I trust.
Andre will handle it.
Of course.
Whatever you think best.
(SIREN BEEPING)
They went to March
4th, 1919. New York.
New York, 1919 what happened?
March 4th?
That was Woodrow Wilson's
last day in the United States
before going to Paris to
negotiate the Treaty of Versailles.
You think they're going to kill
Woodrow Wilson to stop this treaty?
That treaty basically
reorganized the world.
Borders redrawn,
colonies gained freedom.
Sweet. Rittenhouse wants
to make Germany great again.
Wilson was staying
at The York Hotel.
- It's a place to start.
- Right.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Hey, where do you
think you are going?
1919?
Yeah, we're good, thanks.
Wyatt.
Yeah, we're a team
already, we're the Beatles.
We don't need Yoko.
You do realize there were four
members of the Beatles, don't you?
We've got four seats now
and you could use the backup.
- We're not leaving one empty.
- Bring Mason.
- How do I put this?
- Hell, no.
- Yeah.
- Flynn's going. End of discussion.
She's the boss.
Oh, don't forget to say
goodbye to your wife.
(WHOOSHING)
LUCY: He's staying in
the Presidential Suite.
- (GUNSHOT)
- (PEOPLE GASPING)
Was that already a gunshot?
That was definitely a gunshot.
We're too late!
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
MAN: No photography.
I'm gonna find out
what's going on.
- Yeah. I got it.
- No, I don't mind.
I said, I got it.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, Officer, was
President Wilson shot?
Sir, please control your wife.
Excuse me, Officer, what
happened with President Wilson?
President is safe. There's no
more information at this time.
Okay.
Excuse me, do you
work for the Times?
The Post.
- Who'd they shoot?
- Senator Wadsworth. Bullet to the head.
They already arrested
some militant suffragette.
"Alice Paul."
Who's Alice Paul?
Alice Paul is only one of the most
influential women in American history.
More than Beyoncé?
She led the
suffragette movement,
ultimately getting
women the right to vote.
I mean, every step forward
can be traced back to her.
So Alice Paul killed
Senator Wadsworth?
No, Alice doesn't...
didn't kill anyone.
She led the National Woman's
Party for the next 50 years.
So the sleeper must've killed
Wadsworth. Is he important?
Well, to his family, yes.
But to history, not really.
But Alice is.
When President Wilson
arrives at the Hotel today,
Alice gives a speech changing his
mind to support the 19th Amendment.
If Alice doesn't give
that speech today,
there's no telling when
women will get the right to vote.
Okay. So, we gotta
get Alice out of jail.
I'm gonna head out
and find the sleeper.
Easy, tiger. You're
here for backup, that's it.
I'm sorry.
I didn't realize, since you were so
busy taking off your personal days.
Guys. Hello. Alice,
the speech. Today.
All right. Lucy and I
will get Alice out of jail.
Rufus, you and Flynn find the
sleeper. Is everybody happy?
Uh... Not particularly.
Let's meet this
afternoon at the march.
Rufus, we're on
the same team now.
Okay, look, I promise
not to kill you this trip.
Feeling better?
Actually, I do.
'Cause you're not
gonna kill me this trip.
See? Nothing to worry about.
That's right. I ain't
worried about a damn thing.
(CLEARS THROAT)
- Can I help you?
- Yes.
We need to see Alice Paul.
Sorry, no visitors.
Chief's orders.
We are her attorneys.
I'm Ally McBeal and
this is Johnnie Cochran.
She didn't ask for an attorney.
Because she's innocent.
They found the gun in her room.
You don't have to be Sherlock
Holmes to solve this one, lady.
Sherlock Holmes?
Is Grace Humiston
in the building today?
I don't know.
She uses the visitor's room
down the hall sometimes.
Okay. Thank you.
Who the hell is Grace Humiston?
She would have been
a cop if it weren't 1919.
She was a brilliant
lawyer and investigator,
the NYPD used to solve crimes
they couldn't crack or cast aside,
missing women, mostly.
They actually called her
Mrs. Sherlock Holmes.
Mrs. Humiston?
Sorry, I don't take
romantic disputes.
If you want my advice,
you have better things to do
than waste your time
and your keen intellect
on a married man,
even if he is a
soldier and a war hero.
How did you know
I was a soldier?
You carry yourself like a soldier.
Always checking behind you.
And you're clearly not a cop,
but you're carrying a concealed
weapon into a police station.
The other stuff?
You're wearing a
wedding ring. She's not.
She's trying to keep
her distance from you,
you're trying to get closer.
I'm betting he didn't
tell you about the wife,
either, but that
one's just a guess.
Okay, you know, it's a little
more complicated than that.
Your keen intellect I
deduced from the fact
that you came
here looking for me.
You must read the papers.
I do. And you
are just incredible.
A role model ahead of your time.
Why are you here?
Oh, of course.
We're here because there
was a woman who was arrested
for a crime she did not commit.
Alice Paul.
I'm well acquainted with
Alice Paul and her antics.
What did she do now?
Well, she didn't do anything.
But she was arrested for murdering
Senator Wadsworth just this morning.
A murder, huh?
Got herself into
a pickle this time.
Alice is a Quaker. Not
exactly the violent type.
Much less the type to
leave a murder weapon
where it could be easily found.
How did you know
they found the weapon?
You said Wadsworth
was killed this morning.
How else could she have
been arrested so quickly?
So, you'll help us?
I'll talk to Alice. We'll see.
Thank you, Mrs. Humiston,
this is just... This is... Oh.
I don't mean to rush you, Mrs.
Humiston, but this really is urgent.
Alice has to make a speech
this afternoon by four o'clock.
What she has to do is
stop making speeches.
Okay.
(CLEARS THROAT)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(CLEARS THROAT)
I need to see Miss Paul, please.
Sure, Grace.
Can I get you a coffee or
anything to eat before we go?
Ten minutes.
I'm asking nicely.
Sorry, no can
do. Chief's orders.
Cops. Real cops only.
Well, if memory serves,
another one of the Chief's orders
is no drinking on
the job, right, Lou?
Do you want me to check your
top right drawer and see what I find?
You have five minutes.
Alice Paul. Wow.
We're here to get you out.
And this is Grace Humiston.
We've met.
- You gonna ask her questions?
- No.
Guess we're
supposed to be Watson.
(SIGHS)
Where were you
early this morning?
I was in my room preparing
my speech for the march.
Next thing you know,
my door is kicked in
and I have handcuffs on.
They found the gun in your room
and we all know about the
run-ins with Senator Wadsworth.
And we all know what you and your
cop cronies think of the movement,
but I'm innocent, Grace.
Well, that's not how it
looks to the cops, Alice.
You mean the cops that lock us
up, that beat us, that call us militants?
They have ample reason to want
me imprisoned, don't you think?
I'd like you to leave.
Uh...
Alice, we both know what
they're gonna do to you in here.
The starvation, the
forced feedings...
I've done it all before. You want
to help? Get the press in here.
When they see how we've been
treated, it'll change more hearts and minds
than anything I could say.
Yes, I believe that and it will,
but if you really want to
change hearts and minds,
give that speech this
afternoon. Trust me.
Uh...
You treated her like a criminal.
She is fighting on our behalf.
Whose behalf?
Yours. Mine.
What, women in general?
Alice has no job, no husband and
does nothing but create hysteria.
You think she's actually
helping your cause?
I don't know about you, but I'd rather
earn my respect than grovel for it.
Now, if you don't mind. I'm
going to talk to Detective Riley.
Alice said her door was
kicked in. That's his trademark.
You two wait here.
Cops don't like
people they don't know.
That how you pictured her?
Not exactly.
She's entitled to her
point of view, Lucy.
Yeah, well, her
point of view is wrong.
(SCOFFS)
What?
- Nothing.
- No, something.
Tell me.
You wanna talk. Fine let's talk.
I saw you this morning.
- Saw me what?
- Coming out of Flynn's room.
Flynn? For god's sake.
The terrorist who spent
all last year trying to kill us?
Look, I know that Jessica
thing was a little unexpected
and maybe you're on the
rebound or something...
Rebound?
I'm sorry from what? Our
one-night relationship?
That is not what I meant.
I just meant that you
are making a big mistake.
What I do and who I do it with
is none of your damn business.
What on earth happened
between you two?
Wow. So, people could just
walk into crime scenes in 1919?
Better to ask forgiveness
than permission.
So, what exactly
are we looking for?
Well, the sleeper agent killed
Wadsworth and framed Alice Paul.
So maybe he left a clue.
So maybe we can find him.
So I can kill him.
You know, sometimes
I think you're normal.
Then you say stuff like
that and I remember,
Oh, wait, no,
he's freakin' nuts.
What are you two doing in here?
We're Pinkertons.
You two are dicks.
That's right, we're detectives.
I'm John McClane and this
is my partner Hans Gruber.
You two don't look
like Pinkertons.
- Officer...
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hey, don't reach.
Hands up. You, too. Turn around.
Turn around!
Keep those hands up.
You know what, Flynn?
What?
- Take him down.
- Hey, you crazy, boy?
Look, I'm not dying here,
man. Go ahead and do it.
Rufus, stop talking.
Take him down, right now.
You've been killing guys all week.
Stop talking.
- Flynn it up, Flynn. Flynn it up.
- Stop talking.
- Take him down!
- Stop talking.
Hey, look, a couple of dicks.
Missed you, Flynn.
Great.
It's Emma.
Yay!
Admit it.
This gets you kinda hot
and bothered, doesn't it?
Just give me one good reason
why I shouldn't kill you
right here and right now.
I know who your sleeper
is, you need my help.
Help? You're gonna help us?
EMMA: That's right.
This time, this
mission, one night only,
I actually want to
stop Rittenhouse.
I won't hurt you,
you have my word.
I should just take your
word for it, you piece of...
Aw.
Did I hurt your little psycho
feelings when I double-crossed you?
Poor little baby.
I didn't have to kill that cop.
I could have killed
the two of you instead.
Okay. Okay.
Cards up.
Nicholas wants to squash
the 19th Amendment, okay?
"To put women in their place."
Let's just say I disagree.
After all the crap you've pulled,
that's where you draw the line?
Constitutional law?
I have my reasons.
We can find the sleeper
agent without you.
There's also some other orders.
There's orders to kill Lucy.
Like it or not,
I'm your best shot.
What's all this?
This is the mess Agent Christopher
and Wyatt manage to retrieve
from the Rittenhouse
headquarters.
Any of it salvageable?
I don't know yet.
Won't know until we find two very
small needles in this very large haystack.
Want some help?
I'm here, may as well
make myself useful.
Why not?
You okay?
Yeah. Sorry. Just
stuff with Rufus.
Love issues. Been there.
They can feel like life
and death, can't they?
You have no idea.
Why don't you join us?
Guess I could move from one
hopeless situation to another.
Right, so...
You wanna tell me what
happened back there with that cop?
I mean, what, you don't care
if he blows your brains out?
Maybe I'm just super brave.
Yeah, maybe I'm
Jean-Claude Van Damme.
Okay, okay.
- I know I'm not gonna die here.
- What does that mean?
Jiya told me apparently
I die in cowboy times.
- What?
- It's okay, it's a good thing.
For now, no cowboys
means no dead Rufus.
I'm safe.
Until someone blows
your kneecaps off, you idiot.
Never thought I'd see the
two of you working together,
whispering like school-girls.
How 'bout you just tell us
where the sleeper agent is
and we all go our separate ways?
I'm not stupid.
If I tell you, you'll kill me.
I lead, you follow.
I just wanna know
was any of it true?
Any of what you told
me when we first met?
About what
Rittenhouse did to you?
She is a pretty good liar.
There are certain things
they do to test your loyalty.
Leaving me alone in the 1880s
for ten years was one of them.
Guess I passed.
Why would you be
loyal to people like that?
Hell of a dental plan.
If you're leading
us into a trap,
you'd better hope your
loyalty is worth dying for.
We're headed to the march.
The march? Why?
The sleeper.
She's a suffragette.
Detective Riley says his
whole case hinges on you.
Says you saw Alice go
into the Senator's room.
Yep. Just like I
told the police.
LUCY: And you just happened
to know who she was?
BELLBOY: Everyone knows her.
I've seen her in the
papers, rabble-rousing.
Now why don't you tell
us what really happened?
You know what, I don't have to
waste my break talking to you.
Blow off, lady.
You want me to go
after him? 'Cause I...
I guess, she's got this.
Guess she does.
GRACE: Either
you tell us the truth
or I tell the manager that you've
been dealing dope to the guests.
- Did you see that coming?
- I did not.
You have burns on your
fingers from making the dope.
You're wearing a watch
no bellhop could afford,
and you have a
bulge in your pocket.
Shall we look?
I get notes from guests
who want something.
Last night I got a note
offering me 50 bucks
to tell Detective
Riley that I saw Alice.
But she was never
here, all right?
The note. I assume you kept
it and I should like to see it.
It was left in my box.
Maybe Alice could
identify the handwriting.
Yes. Maybe she can.
Alice?
Sweet Mary Joseph.
No.
Wyatt said they were...
they're calling it a suicide.
I don't buy it either.
Whoever killed Wadsworth
took care of Alice to shut her up.
Catch the guy, solve two cases.
She's not just a case.
And she wasn't supposed to die.
Not like this, not now.
Every murder is tragic.
Alice Paul is not every murder.
Find someone else
to give this speech.
We won't find
another Alice Paul.
Speeches and marches
don't change the world.
Never have, never will.
You're wrong. Some do.
Some speeches inspire
a movement. This one will.
That's not my job. My
job is to solve this case.
You can help or you
can get out of my way.
(WOMEN CHATTERING)
Mrs. Humiston.
What are you doing here?
I have news about Alice.
- Is Alice okay?
- Does she still wants us to march?
- I'll tell them.
- Alice Paul is dead.
The cops.
They did this to
her, didn't they?
And you're practically
one of them.
No, no. Grace is with us.
She's helping us find
out who did this to Alice.
And who are you two?
We are...
We were Alice's lawyers.
And we believe that she
would want us to keep fighting.
We have the notes for her
speech for this afternoon.
Who will stand up and help us
fight to keep Alice's legacy alive?
I appreciate that you
came, but Alice was special.
I think we all need some time.
No, there's no time.
The President is leaving the
country tomorrow, it has to be today.
It seems disrespectful.
It would be disrespectful
not to honor Alice's memory.
It would be disrespectful to
ignore everything that she stood for,
everything that
she sacrificed for us.
Ma'am, I'm actually a soldier,
and I've lost good people.
Doesn't mean you should quit.
What would Alice want?
A vigil.
We march, but silently.
Show our resolve and our
respect for Alice at the same time.
With respect, a silent march is
not going to get the job done today.
Not this time.
I suggest a vote.
I'd like to see a show of hands.
Everyone in favor of the
silent march raise your hand.
It's settled then. Vigil it is.
Just like old times, huh, Rufus?
Yeah.
Well, except for the
fact that since that time
you've been trying to
kill me and my friends.
But, yeah, totally some
crazy nostalgic vibes.
I guess we both got fooled.
Look, when the march starts,
I'm gonna need to get out there
and find the sleeper
and to neutralize her.
So, if you want my help
you're gonna have to trust me.
Trust?
Back when you, me and
Anthony used to work together,
we'd pull some
all-nighters sometimes.
But we didn't mind,
because we loved the work.
That, and we were friends.
Or so I thought.
Turns out Anthony was working with
Flynn and you were working for Rittenhouse.
Oh, my God. I suck
at picking friends.
What's in this for you?
- I like voting.
- Oh, please.
You only ever cared
about one person.
You.
So, why are you
really doing this?
If I tell you, you'll let me
do what I came here to do?
We'll see.
Last second field goal.
His team didn't
cover the spread.
Dinner was cold.
But most of the time it was
just because Dad was angry.
Still don't know how my
mom found the courage.
But we got in the car, we headed
west, and we started a new life.
She put me in a
science magnet school
and I graduated at the
top of my damn class.
I was one of three women to make
it through the program at Caltech.
Rittenhouse found me.
They were begging me
to come work for them.
But if women can't vote?
If... If we're property?
We would have been trapped
with that drunk bastard forever.
So, damn straight
I'm doing this for me.
And for my mom.
So, trust me or
not, I don't care.
One way or another,
I'm killing that sleeper.
Great. Now both my
enemies have guns.
A silent vigil? Thanks.
Thanks for that.
Funny that you
called for a vote.
Last time they'll get
to do that for a while.
You have a difficult relationship
with your mother, don't you?
- What?
- I can tell because...
I don't care. Don't
change the subject.
I'm trying to solve a
murder, too, actually.
If the speech is so important
why don't you give it?
If you think that Alice can be
reduced to one day and one speech,
then you really have no idea
what all of this is about, do you?
Excuse me?
You think because you were
smart enough or tough enough
to make it into the boy's club
that everybody else should
be able to do that too, is that it?
Something like that.
So, you're under no
obligation to help other women?
I find the missing, I catch the
murderers, I put them away.
That's how I help women.
Dead women, you mean.
You help dead women,
what about everyone else?
Everyone else isn't my problem.
You think that Alice wanted
to be beaten by police,
sent to prison, force-fed?
I didn't say that.
She would have spent the
next 50 years living the same hell
over and over again, so women
like you could ride on her coattails.
Every day that you
get to do your job,
another woman out
there is making sacrifices
so that you can keep doing it.
If you're not gonna help, Grace,
then just get the hell out of the way.
- Maybe...
- What?
Maybe you could give the speech.
Oh.
You know what? Maybe I will.
Lucy?
Lucy, the sleeper wants
to stop this speech.
They will shoot
whoever goes up there.
It would be better if
it was someone else?
Rittenhouse already
has a target on your back.
You said it yourself,
they need a leader,
but they need a leader here,
not someone who's going
to jump in a time machine.
But someone has
to do something now.
I'm not gonna let you get hurt.
Little late for that.
What's that supposed to mean?
Okay, look, Wyatt, I have
tried really hard to separate
whatever's going on between us
from the work that we have to do,
but you are not making it easy.
You think this has
been easy for me?
You got the love of
your life back, Wyatt.
And I got the rug pulled
out from under me, again.
So, I would really appreciate it
if you would stop acting like you
were the one that got screwed.
- I'm...
- I have a speech to deliver.
(SIGHS)
MAN 1: Go get a husband!
MAN 2: Get out of here.
MAN 3: Why don't you go
home and take care of your kids?
MAN 4: Ah, stop this nonsense.
(MEN JEERING)
Hey, hey, hey! It's just us.
Any luck with Alice Paul?
Alice is dead.
The sleeper got to her.
Of course, she did. The
sleeper's a suffragette.
What? How do you know?
- Emma.
- Emma?
You saw her? Did you kill her?
She's helping us.
You actually bought that?
I know it's hard to believe,
but, long story short, we
are on a one-mission truce
and she's taking
out the sleeper.
She's the only one who
knows what she looks like
and she's trying to
find her right now.
I'm keeping an eye on her, okay?
MAN: Does your husband
know you're out here?
(GASPS)
You?
Any last words I can
pass along to your mother?
Tell her she can go to hell.
Looking for these?
What? How?
Hello, Emma.
Sorry, plan's changed.
What are you doing?
Yeah. What are you doing?
You're welcome.
What are you
waiting for, princess?
Someone's gotta
make that speech.
I'd do it myself,
but motivational speaking
isn't really my thing.
Okay, what information do you
even think is gonna be on here?
Could be anything. List of
names, financial statements, dates.
Rittenhouse grocery list?
Pizza rolls with a side of evil?
Holy crap.
This might work.
Honestly, I didn't
think we'd get anything.
You spent all day working on something
you thought was a waste of time?
Uh-huh. My dear, the grandest,
most honorable battle is the losing one.
But you gotta keep fighting.
Grace.
Grace!
What happened?
Emma shot the sleeper.
- She saved my life.
- Where'd she go?
She's gone.
Must have crawled back
to the hole she came from.
Look...
It's gonna get ugly.
Yeah.
Rufus, stay back.
I'm not dying today.
POLICEMAN: Back up. Back up.
- Disperse.
- Back.
Votes for women.
- Votes for women!
- Back up, I tell you.
Shut up!
(SCREAMING AND GRUNTING)
Stop. No.
Stop.
Keep from me.
- WOMAN: Unhand me.
- POLICEMAN: Get back.
Calm down!
Relax.
WYATT: Coming
through, coming through!
POLICEMAN: Back!
(WOMEN CHANTING) Votes
for women! Votes for women!
Take your hands off her.
(GRUNTS)
- Votes for women!
- Votes for women!
- I totally had that.
- Yeah, sure you did.
Look, he's almost inside.
Let's go.
Mr. President!
Mr. President!
Mr. President!
Mr. President!
- Votes for women!
- Mr. President!
Stop!
This all has to stop!
Votes for women.
Someone else was
supposed to be up here today.
Someone whose voice
needed to be heard.
Someone who deserved
justice.
So, now it falls
to me to speak up.
When we stay silent,
we're just as much to blame
as those we fight against.
And fight is what we must do!
For how long can men
expect their sisters,
their mothers,
their wives, their
daughters, to expect,
to accept less than
what justice demands?
Women's suffrage is inevitable.
The time has come
to allow women,
all women, to have the
voice we so greatly deserve.
WYATT: Lucy!
The time is now!
Now!
Now!
(WOMEN CHEERING)
She did it. She did it.
I think you did it.
But we gotta go.
- They just let you go?
- Had to.
They knew if they
arrested me for speaking,
they'd never be able
to ask for my help again.
Well, for someone who
doesn't believe in speeches,
you gave a pretty damn good one.
Thank you, Grace.
I don't do hugs.
Oh. Okay.
I got to know. How did you
figure out who the killer was?
The note the bellhop had
was written by a woman
and a lefty.
A suffragette could've easily
planted the gun in Alice's room.
Then I suggested
they take a vote.
And I watched how they voted.
Only one woman raised
her left hand to vote.
Charlotte.
So, I found her
things and the gun.
The rest was elementary.
There's something very
strange about both of you.
Where are you from?
- Well...
- It's...
Canadians?
No.
I'll figure it out eventually.
Sure you will.
FLYNN: You're an
idiot. You know that?
Well, I'm alive, aren't I? And
in a ridiculous amount of pain.
FLYNN: Little help here, please.
Oh, my God. Rufus,
what happened to you?
- Can we just get out of here?
- LUCY: Yeah, of course.
Apparently, invincible doesn't
mean what he thinks it means.
They're back.
What happened to you?
Cops.
All right, come on.
Who did you vote
for in the last election?
Hillary Clinton.
Hey, who's President?
Donald Trump.
Was that not supposed to happen?
I don't know.
But it wasn't us.
So, we failed again.
And Andre's dead.
Flynn shot him.
Honestly it's a miracle I was able to
get away and save the Mothership.
I would have done more,
but you wanted me to
come back to you safe.
Of course.
That's all that matters.
I've been working on some
ideas for our next mission.
Later.
Tell me later.
DENISE: You still
working on this?
Yes. I got it.
We definitely have something.
Oh, there's nearly
a gig of data here.
Let's see what Rittenhouse
has been hiding.
That's Jessica.
What does this mean?
I don't know yet.
But until I do, this
stays between us.
Ah!
Sorry. Sorry. I...
You know what?
Don't be. I kind of deserve it.
I'm sorry about the way I
acted when you told me.
I thought I could handle things
myself and look how I ended up.
I get it.
Can't be easy to hear.
I know your visions are real.
I just don't know what
I'm supposed to feel.
What I'm supposed to do.
I don't know either.
But whatever it is,
can we do it together?
We can try.
Ah! Ah!
- Sorry.
- Don't touch.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
Grace went on to become an
icon in the feminist movement.
There's even a society
named after her, huh.
Fighting for women's
rights to this very day.
That's a good thing, right?
Alice isn't even a footnote.
She's gone, disappeared.
Everything that she sacrificed,
all of her accomplishments.
Like she never even existed
and I'm the only one that's
going to remember her.
Well, you're not the only one.
Wyatt, don't. Don't.
Lucy, I still care about you.
I can't make that disappear.
Wyatt!
You are married to a
woman that you love.
You are happily married.
I have to accept that and
you have to accept that.
We can't keep
living in the past.
Okay.
But Flynn, though.
I mean, seriously.
Wyatt, nothing happened.
We talked.
That's all.
Cool.
I mean, thank god.
What?
I think it is safe to say that
literally no one has experienced
what I'm going through, what
we're going through right now.
I know that.
But you getting a second
chance with Jessica?
That is the closest thing to
a miracle that I've ever seen
and there's no way that I'm
getting in the middle of that.
That is not who I am.
For what it's worth,
I'm glad you are who you are.
Well, I'm no Alice Paul, so...
No.
You're Lucy Preston.
That's pretty damn good.
(SIGHS)
So, where does that leave us?
Same place as always.
Kicking ass and
saving the world.
Yeah.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)