Luther!
Diego!
This can't be right.
What the hell did we do now?
What was that?
The end of the world.
November 25, 1963.
-And where am I now?
-Dallas, ten days earlier.
I need to find my family.
All right. First off,
I wanna say we brought
the end of the world
back here with us.
Oh, my God, again?
My cult is gonna be so pissed.
I told 'em we had until 2019.
We have until Monday.
Everything in our new lives
is connected to the plot
to assassinate the president.
That can't be a coincidence.
None of us are supposed
to be here, right?
We know something changes
the timeline.
I have to make it right again…
before everyone
and everything we know
is dead.
Who are those guys?
They're not here
to sell vacuums.
The Commission
will hunt us down
wherever and whenever
we go.
I need a spotter.
What is that?
Like a wingman?
You don't know anything
about me.
I know everything.
You are an open book
written for 
very dumb children.
Klaus, is Ben here?
No, unfortunately,
ghosts can't time-travel.
Are you kidding me?
Holy shit!
You…
All right, quick rundown.
Luther, super strength.
Klaus can commune
with the dead.
Allison can rumor anyone
to do anything.
Except she never uses it.
I heard a rumor…
you punched yourself
in the face.
God...
dammit.
