We're The Legends | Rip Hunter

Here, A Hearty Congratulations.

"And we've arrived. Gideon, if you wouldn't mind camouflaging us as an alpine meadow, perhaps?" Rip said getting out of his chair.

"What are you complaining about now? It's not like we time-jumped." Snart said looking at Rory's annoyed face.

"I hate flying, especially in... whatever this thing is."

"Where exactly are we?" Carter asked.

"We're still in 1975, right?" Kendra chimed in.

"Indeed. October 1975 on the fjords of northern Norway."

"Sounds like a vacation."

"You wish." Ella said getting out of her seat.

"Which we can take as soon as the threat of Savage has been neutralized, Mr. Snart." Rip said ignoring Ella's comment and grabbed the notebook.

"That's Aldus's notebook."

"Now he theorized that Savage might be here, and if he's right, and if we can capture Savage, then at least Professor Boardman didn't die in vain."

"Can't we just go back and save Aldus? He was our son."

"Look, I'm sorry. We can't go back and change events in which we participated. Time would fold in on itself, creating a temporal vortex."

"Which sounds way cooler than it is." Ray cringes thinking of the worst case scenario.

"Forgetting physics for a second, shouldn't we figure out what Savage is doing in Norway?" Sara said.

"According to Gideon, there is a large meeting of terrorists and fringe groups looking to buy illegal arms."

"Now that sounds like a vacation." Rory smirked while Snart nods in approval. "Arms dealers and terrorists aren't exactly our kind of people, but they're the next best thing." He adds.

"Well, looks like you and your lapdog get to earn your keep."

"I'm no one's lapdog, bird-man."

"So what exactly does one wear to a black market arms bazaar, anyway?" Sara asked trying to change the topic.

"The Waverider has a fabrication room which can fashion temporally-indigenous, uh, fashion."

"You've got a room that makes clothing?

"Doesn't everyone?" 

"No." Ella said then signaling everyone to go. When they're out of sight Rip shakes his head and smile.

"All right, first thing we need to do is work up a plan."

"Got a lot of experience infiltrating criminal gatherings? Didn't think so. I'm calling the shots." Snart said.

"Actually, I'm in charge, in case any of you have forgotten."

"No, I remember. I just don't care." By now Rip is fuming.

"I like you." Ella said and winks walking ahead of them, Snart's eyes trailed behind her. Rip's blood boil even more.

"Do I need to remind any of you that I'm a Time Master? Making discrete alterations to the timeline is what I do, so we're not just gonna charge into the past like a bull into a china shop-"

"Half of what you've told us about the mission turned out to be lies."

"None of you have ever encountered Vandal Savage before. I have, and I'm telling you now, you are making a big mistake."

"Already did that when we trusted you. Back soon, Captain." Ray and Snart left leaving Ella with the Captain who looks down unwilling to meet her gaze.