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can you lower your weapons and stuff?

All right, pity party's over.

And if you don't,

Let's go get the bastard.

There's no other option.

Have I ever said no to you?

That's not possible.

You think I'd kill him in cold blood?

Then our only hope stopping this storm... you...

I just got shot at. I'm great.

Is that what you think I'm doing?

Hey, Lasky, you know what's good for you,

You get yourself ready.

Just like the old days.

So it's come to this, huh?

Julian, you are a scientist.

All your missions... Bullshit.

We're ready. I'm sending you back for a full year... early 1957.

so you don't have to feel the pain...

I can splinter us there.

- Yeah. - That's what I thought.

We are all dead if Cole doesn't go to 1863.

I figured you'd want them out last,

You really want it to end like this?

This is the second time you've pointed a gun at me, Mr. Ramse.

but it's what we have to do.

- Mother. - Mother.

What do you say?

All right, ladies! You heard her!

Stop the paradox in 1863.