Dominic Purcell credited as playing...
Mick Rory
- Sara Lance: [following the Beatles' arrival in New York] Hey, Z, if you had to sleep with one, which one would it be?
- Zari Tomaz: How can you even tell them apart?
- Ray Palmer: Well, Paul's the cute one, George is the quiet one, there's Ringo...
- Mick Rory: Never met an Englishman I haven't wanted to punch in the face.
- Nate Heywood: Relax, Mick. If it wasn't for the British Invasion, there'd be no Rolling Stones, no Led Zep. No Black Sabbath.
- Mick Rory: Black Sabbath.
- Nate Heywood: Yep.
- Mick Rory: Well, then we... we need to protect these mopheads from whatever's screwing up history.
- Sara Lance: Jeez, who died?
- [seeing Nate's look]
- Sara Lance: Oh, come on. We just met the Beatles and saved Fourth of July.
- Nate Heywood: No, it's cool; it's just all becoming... I don't know. Old hat.
- Ray Palmer: Yeah, we did spend all of last year returning displaced people to their proper place in history.
- Mick Rory: Four years doing the same old crap.
- Zari Tomaz: Yeah, I'm beginning to think Wally had the right idea; taking time off, clearing his head, traveling the world. Speaking of the same old crap, isn't that what he did last year?
- Nate Heywood: Look, all I know is Constantine promised us new, mysterious monsters, so where are they all hiding?
- Sara Lance: I'm confused. We are all happy that there was only one dragon, right? We don't want to be fighting werewolves in the Alamo.
- Nate Heywood: Eh.
- Ray Palmer: Well, it would be good for our ratings.
- Zari Tomaz: What ratings?
- Ray Palmer: Oh, you don't know? The Time Bureau rates all their employees. But don't worry. We-we have a few dedicated fans.
- Zari Tomaz: Yeah, Gary doesn't count.
- Mick Rory: Who gives a damn about Time Pig ratings? I want dragons.
- Sara Lance: What is wrong with you guys? Don't you get it? Constantine was wrong. Our crazy plan to let Mallus out worked. Finally, we're not screw-ups forced to clean up our own mess. For once in our lives, we are actual heroes.
- Ava Sharpe: On behalf of the Time Bureau, I would like to recognize Captain Lance and her crew for fixing the final anachronism. Congratulations.
- Sara Lance: What does that even mean?
- Ava Sharpe: Well, it means that...
- [ushering Gary out of the way]
- Ava Sharpe: ...Paul Revere was the final crack in the timeline. You, my friends, fixed history.
- Nate Heywood: The same history we broke.
- Sara Lance: [through gritted teeth] Just take the win.
- Mick Rory: I don't want your stinking medal.
- Ava Sharpe: There's an open bar.
- Mick Rory: Where?
- John Constantine: We need the Protection Stone of a powerful shaman.
- Mick Rory: [cut to him bumping into Jimi Hendrix] Watch it.
- [revealing he lifted Jimi's necklace]
- Mick Rory: Brother.
- John Constantine: And the lock of a doomed woman.
- The Atom: [cut to him taking a strand of hair from Janis Joplin] Janis, this is quite an honor.
- Janis Joplin: Little robot man.
- The Atom: Hi. My mom is a huge fan.
- Janis Joplin: [laughing] Your mom?
- John Constantine: And for our final ingredient...
- [looking at the book]
- John Constantine: Quis virginem.
- Sara Lance: What?
- John Constantine: A virgin.
- The Atom: A virgin at Woodstock? Ha! Good luck with that; this is the least celibate place in history.
- Nate Heywood: Mick, what are you still doing here?
- Mick Rory: Machine's still spinning, and I'm still standing.
- Nate Heywood: You know what? Hook me up with one of those.
- [pouring a margarita]
- Nate Heywood: Now that we fixed our last anachronism, it's only a matter of time before the Bureau puts us out to pasture, which blows, because being a Legend was the only thing I was good at.
- Mick Rory: Well, speak for yourself. I was a great criminal.
- Nate Heywood: [Mick breaks into a car] I could have just called us an Uber.
- Mick Rory: You ready to steal something, Pretty?
- Nate Heywood: Um...
- [blowing a raspberry]
- Nate Heywood: Yeah. I could do some light theft.
- Mick Rory: What is this, spring break? I'm talking about a felony. Now get in!
- Nate Heywood: You know what, Mick? If we're gonna rob a house, we really should make sure there's stuff in there worth stealing. And I think I know just the neighborhood.
- Nate Heywood: [Mick prepares to use a garden gnome to break into a house] Whoa, Mick, wait, wait, wait! You are so aggressive.
- [taking out a hidden key]
- Nate Heywood: Why don't you look for a spare key?
- Mick Rory: Good spotting, Pretty.
- Nate Heywood: [sarcastic] Yeah. I'm a real criminal mastermind.
- Nate Heywood: We didn't mean to scare you, mom. I thought you'd be up at Martha's Vineyard this time of year.
- Dorothy Heywood: Oh, we were! But your father just took a very exciting job at the Pentagon.
- Nate Heywood: We'll... we'll get going, right, Mick?
- Mick Rory: Good idea.
- Dorothy Heywood: Don't be ridiculous. Um, Mr... Rory, do you like, uh, sandwiches?
- Mick Rory: Bet your ass I do, ma'am.
- Dorothy Heywood: You certainly can eat a lot of sandwiches, Mr. Rory. Where did you get those big muscles?
- Mick Rory: Prison.
- Henry Heywood: So you just drop in on us in the middle of the night, after barely a phone call for the past two years?
- Nate Heywood: I know, dad, I'm sorry. I've just been... busy.
- Henry Heywood: Busy doing what?
- Nate Heywood: History stuff. You know, the same stuff you never took seriously.
- Henry Heywood: Maybe that's because deductive historical reconstruction isn't an actual profession! That... I'm sorry. So should I have your mother just grab her checkbook now, or would you prefer your friend here swipe it out of her purse on the way out?
- Mick Rory: It would be easy either way.
- Nate Heywood: Man, I wish my dad could see us now, hunting a bloodthirsty creature through Woodstock.
- Mick Rory: What's the beef between you and your old man, anyway? He hit you?
- Nate Heywood: No.
- Mick Rory: Burn you?
- Nate Heywood: Nope.
- Mick Rory: He dress up like a clown and scare the hell out of you?
- Nate Heywood: What the hell, Mick? No. He was emotionally unavailable to me when I was growing up.
- Mick Rory: Are you serious?
- Nate Heywood: Yeah. To the whole world, my dad was this great larger-than-life guy, but to me, he was just cold.
- Nate Heywood: Hank?
- Henry Heywood: [with Mick's voice] What? I'm not your dad!
- Nate Heywood: Oh, so you're ashamed of me? Well, I'm sorry I didn't follow in your footsteps and enlist. But for your information, I had a medal pinned to my chest, only you don't have the clearance to see it!
- Mick Rory: What's happening?
- Nate Heywood: What?
- Mick Rory: [seeing him as his late pet rat] Axl?
- Nate Heywood: I'm getting something off my chest. And you know what, Hank? It feels pretty good. I just wish for once, you would tell me you're proud of me no matter what I do with my life. You know what I'd say?
- [Mick shakes his head]
- Nate Heywood: [Mick still sees him as Axl] I love you.
- Mick Rory: I love you, too.
- Nate Heywood: Really?
- Mick Rory: I thought you were dead.
- Nate Heywood: I thought you were dead on the inside.
- Ray Palmer: John! Welcome aboard.
- John Constantine: Hey, Ray big-man! Glad to see you're all back from the land of milk and honey.
- Zari Tomaz: I'm-I'm still a little fuzzy on how exactly we were...
- Mick Rory: Roofied by a horse.
- John Constantine: Well, that beast sprays a powerful mind-altering hallucinogen to disarm its prey.
- [finding what he's looking for]
- John Constantine: Ah! "How to expel a magical creature from the mortal realm." Now, the ingredients for this spell aren't so easy to come by. Don't suppose any of you lot have the saliva from a nine-fingered man, now do you?
- Ray Palmer: You could chop off one of my pinkies.
- Sara Lance: You sure that you can't tell us what all this is about?
- Gary Green: Oh, I'd love to, but the boss lady will kill me.
- Sara Lance: Mick.
- Mick Rory: [pushing him up against the wall] Talk.
- Gary Green: I can't. Director Sharpe said...
- Sara Lance: Whatever Ava threatened is nothing compared to what I'm about to do to you.
- Ray Palmer: You told her about the dragon head, didn't you, Gary?
- Gary Green: What? No!
- Nate Heywood: Did Constantine get you to squeal?
- Gary Green: I wish.