01x05 - Let's Survive in the Woods!

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Previously on MECH-X :

Grey!

I'm very close to finding
the people behind MECH-X .

Mark:
It's like somebody
specifically designed

that monster to target you.

We need to find out who
is making these monsters,

so we can bring
the pain to them.

Grey: We can't just wait
for Walker to lead us
to the robot anymore.

Davage:
Finally.

Gravity pucks?
A bounce belt?

I found MECH-X .

Mastermind:
Destroy the pilots.
Bring the robot to me.

It's done.
They just don't know it yet.

Harris:
I hate this.

Dude, it's camping!
We loved camping as kids.

No. You loved camping.

You convinced us
we might find a treasure map.

Yeah,
or a mythical creature.

And all we found
was pneumonia.

Guys, come on.
The outdoors are great.

That's why they call them
the great outdoors.

Yeah. Oh, well,
that was before
we heard

about the Bay City Butcher.

The bloody-handed stalker
of Rodgers Forest.

Wait. It's a ghost story.
You really believe
that the Butcher

was a cafeteria worker
tortured by freshmen

and now he st*lks the forest
waiting for revenge?

Gosh, when you put
it like that, yes!

And I'm more terrified
than ever.

What? You are
smarter than that.

I'm smart enough to know,
he was never caught

and was in the woods for years.

Oh, come on.
Do you hear yourself?

Yes. It's irrational.

But irrational fear is
the only fear I fear, Ryan.

Well, I think he's real.

And I'm gonna get
a photo of him,

post it on the Internet,
and boom, instant fame.

For once Smelly's right.

Because the Bay City
Butcher is real.

-(whimpers)
-Haven't you heard
the warning?

Zip your tent and post a guard

Or end up in the funeral yard

Every campout pays the price

Both:
When the Butcher
comes to chop and slice.

And butcher kids up.

Nope.
Went a bit long there.

Well, now I'm more
scared than ever.

I'd love to join you,
but it's Freshman Campout,

which means...
varsity chilling in the robot.

Oh, but don't worry,
I'm sure Ryan's technopathy
will protect you--

Oh, right.

Not much good in the woods.

Don't worry,
you had a good life.

No I didn't.

Let's go! Whoo!

Got to make sure
we don't leave behind
the three best friends.

"The bros."

I guarantee, you'll have
the time of your lives.

Come on, it'll be fun.

-Or we don't make it alive.
-Not helping!

Here you go.

Have fun.
Get in there.

(bus engine starts)

(theme song playing)

Yes!

The Bay City Butcher was real.

Ooh!

(laughs)

But his victims were
all high school freshmen.

So you sophomores
have nothing to worry about.

But, uh, we're freshmen.

Oh.

Well, I'm sure
you'll be fine.

-Okay! Time to turn in your
phones, tablets, gadgets.
-Wait.

Anything electronic,
into the bucket.

What? Guys, without our phones,

we're completely cut off
from the outside world.

What if the monster att*cks?

What would Mark do without us?

(pop music playing)

-♪ Right here ♪
-♪ Right here ♪

-♪ Right now ♪
-♪ Right now ♪

♪ Right here
I'm going for the way in ♪

♪ For the way in ♪

-♪ Right here ♪
-♪ Right here ♪

-♪ Right now ♪
-♪ Right now ♪

♪ Right here, I said
I'm going for the way in ♪

(phone rings)

Hey, Mom.

Uh... studying?

You know, every year,

there's at least one freshman

who whines about their device.

Park Ranger Jeff's
rule number eight:

It's not camping
if you're not roughing it,

and cell phones
are not roughing it.

(whimpers)

Weird.

What?

Well, you probably
get this all the time,

but you look exactly

like one of the
Butcher's victims.

Except for the hood,
of course.

It's uncanny.

It's like I'm looking
at a ghost.

Okay!

Guys, it's going to be great.

Yeah!

Okay, guys,

we're completely cut off
from the outside world,

-so I'm going to get
the phones. Okay?
-Okay.

Keep a lookout.

Yes!

-Oh! Hey! Lookout...
-Yeah.

What do you think
you're doing?

Kids need
their phones. Okay?

And they need them
because...

because of emergencies.

Yeah, and we need to take
photos of horticulture.

-Yeah!
-Yeah! You know.

You know, play games when
we're bored, text our friends.

Not helping.

Well, I'm not
supposed to do this,

but if it means
that much to you,

-you can have your phones...
-Thank you!

When we leave tomorrow.

Now you guys, you get
out there, you start
gathering firewood for camp.

-Go!
-Okay.

All right, guys,
let's stick together.

Or we could split up,

that'll be a lot faster.

No. Don't split up.

Come on! Have any of you
seen a horror movie?

(phone chirps)

Mastermind:
Do you have the pilots?

Zeroing in on them.

And the robot?

In progress.

Good. Because you've been
disappointing me.

Get it done.
Do it right.

(phone chirps)

(twig snaps)

Hello?

Is anyone there?

(branch snaps, clatters)

Is anyone there?

(screams)

Why would you grab me?

Why couldn't you
just say, "Ryan"?

Because I want you
to understand how I feel.

-Which is?
-Terrified.

And, honestly, a bit warm.

Every time I hear
a leaf crunch or a twig snap,

I pee a little.

-That's super gross.
-(branch cracks)

Aah! It's the Butcher!

(screaming)

-(laughing)
-Dane?

I'm not the Bay City Butcher!
I tricked you guys!

Varsity rules!

It's me.
It's Dane, man.

Yeah, we get it, Dane.

-(shutter clicks)
-Hey, what are you doing?

Oh, just checking the box
on another varsity prank:

"The Butcher st*lks
freshmen campout."

There is absolutely
no reason to put finger
quotes around "campout."

Look, get rid of the pic.
Fry the phone.

Uh...
No, wait. Yeah.

You totally got us, Dane!

-I totally did, right?
-Yeah, man.

Man, I got to go scare
more freshmen.

Varsity rules!

-What was...?
-I don't know.

The Butcher was here!
I missed him?

Wait.

Wait. You're the Butcher!

You're sick, Harris!
You're sick!

Oh my...

Yep.

Harris:
And that's why
we don't split up.

I mean, what if that
was the real Butcher?

There is no Butcher!

And why didn't you
fry Dane's phone?

Oh, we can snatch
his phone. Right?

And then we can keep
an eye on Bay City
and keep it safe.

Actually, you know what?
While we're at it,

we can get
a little revenge.

You know who should
really be afraid right now?

Dane.

-(crowd chanting)
-(whistle trills)

Go, Mark!
You got this!

-(whistle trills)
-Yeah!

Man, I'm good.

(alert beeping)

That sounds...

not awesome.

(metallic clanking)

Wasn't expecting anyone here.

(grunts)

And when I'm done,
there won't be.

(roaring)

Okay, so, if we stick
to the plan

everything will
go great, all right?

You lure out Dane

and you,
my lovely little friend,

you will scare Dane

with his mask.

-All right, ready?
-Yeah.

Okay. Here.

-Dane will trip
over the wire.
-Yeah.

Then, the tent falls,

Dane cries,

we steal Dane's phone

and then we leave
Dane in the woods. Easy.

Yeah. What could
possibly go wrong, huh?

-Literally everything.
-Oh.

All right, are you ready?

-I am ready. Are you ready?
-All right, Harris?

-Harris?
-Harris?

-Hey, Harris?
Where did you go, man?
-Harris?

Hey, Harris?

Harris? Where are you?

Harris?

Where did you go, man?

Harris?

-Harris!
-Hey, come on, Dane!
Let him go!

Come on, Spyder,
do you see anything?

Hey, Spyder,
stop clowning around.

Spyder?

Come on, Spyder,
stop playing around.

(growling)

Was that supposed to hurt?

Yeah. I'm guessing it didn't.

(grunts)

This won't keep me
here forever.

Doesn't have to.
Just need time to figure out
what to do with you.

Whoo! I'm so awesome.

Spyder? Harris?

Dane:
Help! Help me!

(groans)

Help!

I need help!

Dane!

What happened to you?

-Wait. Are you crying?
-No!

I got lost
and I sprained my ankle.

I fell down a hill
into a poison ivy bush.

I lost my phone,
I sprained my other ankle.

Wait. Dane?

Where are Spyder and Harris?

I don't know.
I have no clue! Wait!

Hold on!
If I don't make it back,

tell Mark...

he's awesome.

Okay.

What are you
doing out this far?

Hey, Park Ranger Jeff!

Or just Jeff.

My first name's not
Park Ranger. (laughs)

I'm really glad to see you.

Come on, come on...

I told you it wouldn't
hold me for long.

A few minutes
would have been nice.

Okay. Round two.

Everybody keeps on talking
about the Bay City Butcher
and everything.

I don't think
he's real, but...

my friends started disappearing,
and I know it's a ghost story,

but I can't believe
I'm saying this, but...

I think someone,
or some thing,
took my friends.

I know.

And then he came
back to finish the job.

What?

So, you're behind
the monster att*cks.

Not exactly.

I was just hired
to deal with three kids.

(whispering)
Is there anything you can do?

Phones.

Dang, he turned them off.

The electricity's
been shut off too.

I can't believe
this is how I go.

Because of some stupid
ghost story about a butcher
that isn't even real.

Hey, little buddy.

Well, if it makes you feel
any better, after this weekend,

the story will be real.

It doesn't.

(Davage yells)

-(growls)
-Oh!

Oh, man.

Jeff:
Every campout pays the price

when the Butcher comes
to chop and slice.

The legend of the
Bay City Butcher.

The perfect cover story

for your disappearance.

(radio crackles, music plays)

(whispers) Guys.
Guys, get to the breaker.

And everyone plug your ears.

-(high-pitched whining)
-(groaning)

-Okay! Free!
-What?

I've been tied up
so many times-- (screams)

Spyder!

That's your plan?

It's part of it.

Come on!

-Go!
-Almost got it!

Almost got it!
Grab the phones and go!

Come on!

Go! Go! Go!

How do I start this thing?

Tell me!

Turn it on?

Are you trying
to steal this thing?

You think this is funny?

I can't help it.

I can't turn it on,

and I'm awesome.

You got a backup plan?

-Send it.
-"It"?

Harris:
Hello?

Police! Hello?

Ryan:
Come on!
We're being hunted!

Come on!
Can you hear me?

Good luck with
reception out here.

-Good luck with that.
-Huh?

(screams)

Throw the phones!

(screams)

Dang!

Guys, do you realize
what just happened?

Someone targeted us.

Someone knows
that we're MECH-X .

Oh, man.
We have to call Mark.

Okay, he's alone in the robot.
He could be in danger.

-(chiming)
-Hey, guys! I got bars.

We have to get back.

How are you doing that?

You have no idea what
you're up against, do you?

Why is it
out of its silo?

-Are you doing that?
-No!

What's happening?

You and the robot
are coming with me.

(roaring)

(theme music playing)

(barks)