01x06 - Let's Get Our Robot Back!

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eviously on
MECH-X :

Leo:
The monsters are sent
by people. Terrible people!

That's why I built MECH-X .

But you have to keep
your identity a secret.

Principal Grey:
I want to know
exactly who they are

and where that robot is.

-And after that?
-Then we get rid
of all of them.

Ryan:
Someone targeted us!

Someone knows
that we're MECH-X .

Come on!
Go, go, go, go!

Davage:
You have no idea
what you're up against.

You and the robot
are coming with me!

Mark! Mark, I gotta warn him!

We have to get back!

(roaring)

No, no, no!

Where's Mark?

Is he inside the robot?

Hold on!

What are you doing?

I'm trying to connect
with MECH-X ...

through the robot's cameras.

(grunting)

I see Mark and--
and someone else!

(screams)

Mark!

I can't lose
my focus again.

I have to take control
of MECH-X and bring Mark back!

But you've never tried
to control the robot
from the outside!

You don't know
what could happen!

I have to try!

I've almost got it!

Almost!

What's happening?

(screams)

It's gone.

-You okay?
-(coughing) Yeah.

What are we gonna do?

They have the robot

and they have my brother.

I have to get them back.

(theme music playing)

-(sighs)
-Hey, are you okay?

Yeah. I told you, I'm fine.

I just-- I feel
a little drained.

Can we just...
hurry up and look around?

Maybe Leo has some way

to track MECH-X , okay?

Guys...

what about this button?

-(beep)
-(hisses)

(screaming)

Don't make it stink!

Oh, dang, son!

Out! Out, out, out, out, out!

Go! Go to the light!
Go to the light!

Both:
Close the door!

(sighing)

Spyder:
That was close.

Harris: Okay, back to
the task at hand.

Harris:
I got something.

Hey, check this out.

Looks like Leo's set up
some kind of transponder system.

The robot's constantly
sending out a tracking signal

on a secret frequency,
and the satellite dish

on Leo's roof is
set up to connect to it.

Let me see if I can
get the GPS coordinates.

Well, good work, Harris!

Oh, bad work, Harris!

-What did you do?
-The robot must have
gone out of range.

The satellite's
not strong enough
to reach that far.

Great. How are we gonna
get MECH-X and find Mark?

Yeah, they can be
anywhere in the world.

Anywhere on planet Earth.

I just said that.

Wait, this is
planet Earth, right?

This is Earth.

I know that...

now.

And these are satellites

directly above
the base of the area.

They're strong enough
to pick up signals

anywhere on the planet.

Which means they can
pick up MECH-X 's signal

and track it from anywhere!

All I have to do
is take the satellite,

point it at Bay City.

-Let's do it!
-Spyder: Yeah,
let's go save Mark!

-Aah!
-(squeaks)

Okay...

Ryan and Harris:
Okay, okay...

-It's all yours.
-(shrieks)

Just turn out the lights
when you're done!

(shuffling)

Stop! Struggling!

Stop breathing on me.

You smell like milk
and protein drink.

That's it!

Did I give you
a termination order?

-No.
-No.

Then back off, Davage.

"Davage." It has a name.

Have you hacked
into the robot's
operating system yet?

-Uh...
-Weak! Worthless!

Find me someone better.

Principal Grey?

Surprise.

Wow, that's a lot of security.

-What is this place?
-Ah, it's some
government building.

No, I told you guys,
it's the headquarters

for Project Starry Night.

They've got satellites
searching the universe

for signs of intelligent life.

Like-- like aliens?

Well, are they
the friendly kind
or the proby kind?

'Cause there's a difference.

Let's add "proby"
to the list of words

we never want to hear again.

Harris, do your magic.

Okay, the best entrance
is a side door.

-Harris: How do we get in?
-That guard won't cycle back

for another seconds.

That's how long you'll have
to hack the lock.

Oh, this is harder
than it looks!

-So is jail!
-It's not that bad.

Or, uh, so I've been told.

You gotta hurry, dude!

They're coming
around the corner.

Ugh, I need more time!

-You don't have it!
-I have...

this.

Uh...

Got it!

I thought there were only
three kids in MECH-X,

but I guess
there were four.

How did you find us?

We're asking the questions!

-(growls)
-I'm so glad
you're here, Mark.

I'm having trouble
activating the robot,

so we're gonna
need you to tell us.

-Or?
-Or you're done.

Just like your brother.

And that would be
a real shame

because I was really hoping

you'd take us
to State this year!

Okay, wait, wait.

What do you mean
by "done"?

As in gone.

I hired someone
to take out your brother

and his little friends
on the camping trip.

-You're saying Ryan's gone?
-Mm-hmm.

(laughs)

Have you heard
from your flunky
since the campout?

Thought so.

My bro is way more
dangerous than you know.

How is Ryan dangerous?

Oh, don't worry,
you'll find out.

For a minute there,
I didn't think we were
gonna make it.

See, you know what?
That's your problem, Harris.

-Both: No! Spyder!
-Okay? No faith
in your friends--

-There's a pressure plate!
-(beeping)

-(alarm wailing)
-Officer: Move, move, move!

(alarm wailing)

All right, guys,
the rented g*ons
are gone. Come out.

We need to get to
the satellite control center.

Harris?

I got this.

My sister spoke here
at a panel once.

-It's this way.
-Wait. Hey, guys,

watch out for pressure plates.
They come out of nowhere.

Security camera! Fry it!

Principal Grey:
Hey, Mark. Hungry?

Mm-mm-mm-mm.

Here. Here, eat.

Is that cafeteria food?

It smells like
yesterday's mystery meat.

How do I know
it's not poisoned?

(scoffs)
You're being paranoid.

You wanna take
the first bite?

No, you're right,
it's school food.

(sighs)

You know, I have always
liked you, Walker.

Yeah. You are good at almost
everything you do.

Almost?

Italian.

A C is still
a passing grade.

Which you achieved
while being on every sports team

and being in that robot.

There's value in that.

Tell me how
to operate MECH-X,

and I'll see if I can
find a place for you in our...

community.

-(gasps)
-Mm-hmm.

-You have a little club.
-Mm-hmm.

Do you have nicknames too?

Davage...

make him talk.

Everybody out!

Here we go.

So, it's, uh...

it's just us, huh?

(grunts)
Okay.

How much are
they paying you
to do this?

Pay? I'm here
because I believe.

-Unlike you!
-Okay.

Um... you wanna learn
how to pilot the robot?

Listen close.
This is important.

(growls)

That. Grab it.
Put it in front of the door.

Guys, this is it--

the control center
for the satellites.

Okay. Let's go to work.

Okay, I'm getting the machines
to position the satellites

faced towards Earth.

(beeping)

Ryan:
Yes!

Okay, I'm programming
the satellite to find

the robot's secret frequency.

And I'm typing random letters
so I feel involved.

Where are you, Mark?

Spread out.
That kid's gotta
be around here somewhere.

(guards yelling)

Guard:
Go, go, go!

Power generator. Sweet.

Okay, uh...

these look important.

(overlapping chatter)

Man:
Check all systems,
check all systems.

(guards yelling)

Whoops.

It's MECH-X !

Wait, so...
so where is it?

Triangulating now.

Harris:
Uh...

it's the middle of nowhere.

Wait, so how are we gonna
get all the way out there?

I mean, we can't take the bus.
I'm banned for life.

Oh, right.
Gas station sushi.

-(door rattles)
-Guard: They're in
the command center!

-Uh-oh.
-Open the door!

-Let's go.
-Open up! Push it down!

(officer continues shouting)

Okay, you heard the man. Now!

-Whoa!
-(guards grunting)

Lights out!

Let's go!

Get these machines
back online, or--

(phone chirps)

Oh.

Uh, sir!

-Leader: We clear?
-Yes!

-Status?
-Oh, everything's fine.

-I'll be there soon.
-Great. See you then.

Everything isn't fine.

Oh, really?

I hadn't noticed everything
is going pear-shaped.

The leader is gonna
be here any minute!

So there's a leader.

Walker is becoming
more trouble than he's worth.

Get rid of him. Permanently.

Ryan:
Thanks for the ride, Mom!

Guys, it's MECH-X !

Where?

Seriously?

I cr*ck jokes
in the face of fear.
You know that.

Tents, guards,

mobile labs?
Who are these people?

You know, let's just get
inside the robot,

find Mark, and get
the heck out of here!

You know what?
That reminds me. Knock, knock.

Knock it off.

He's near.

Come on. Come on.

-Quietly.
-Spyder: Whoa!

Down!

(powers up, stalls)

We got this.

Mark's not there.

-Guard: Hey! Gotcha!
-Spyder: Busted!

(guard laughs)

Seems like you boys are lost.

I found 'em-- (groans)

-What took you guys so long?
-Mark!

Oh, uh...

-(both chuckle)
-It's okay to have
feelings, guys.

Let's get out of here!

Guard:
Hey, there they are!

-Oh, that's not good.
-(guards yelling)

Aw, that's worse.

Ryan:
No, that's the worst!

Guard:
Move out of the way!
Move! Clear!

(guards yelling)

Ryan!

I didn't know you could control
the robot from outside.

Yeah, neither did I.

Spyder, give me a little chaos.

Oh, you know
I love some chaos!

(sighs)

(gasps)

(chuckles)

Sir, come back!

I can handle this. I have got
this under control-- (screams)

The bad guy
is Principal Grey?

I knew it!

I person who allows
that many pop quizzes
must be a villain.

(beeps)

(roars)

What was that?

(gagging)

-Oh, gross!
-What is that?

I think I'm going blind!

-Oh! Flaming hairballs!
-Look out!

(grunting)

Ryan:
Okay, guys, it's too hard
to fight that thing in the air!

We have to bring it down
or else we're gonna get
our butts kicked!

What about that
grippy-thing-thing
that pulls it in?

Oh, yeah,
the grippy thingy!

I did not agree to call it
"the grippy thing."

Mark! Hey, grappling grip!

I can live with that.

Reeling it in!

-Huh?
-(Jaguarsaur growls)

(screams)

All:
Oh!

(screaming)

(grappling grip clicks)

-We're not out the woods yet.
-You know what time it is.

Plasma punch!

-Whoo! That's right!
-Who's bad?

This is our house!

Aw, man,
Principal Grey got away.

Yeah, well,
on the bright side,
she's the only one who knows

I have detentions racked up.

Hey, wait, she knows
who we are.

-She's still a thr*at.
-No, doubt it.

Capturing us and the robot
was her last chance

with this leader
she reports to.

We took 'em down
and you figured out

a new way to use
your power, dude.

Come on,
take a win.

Yeah.

Yeah, let's go home.

-(door closing)
-GRyan?

Oh, no, just Ryan.

Mark's out with friends.

Ryan. We were
just talking about you.

Sit down, Ryan.

I thought it was
time for a little
parent-teacher conference.

Your principal tells me
your grades have been slipping

and you've been cutting class.
That doesn't sound like you.

I thought your mom should know.

Thanks for stopping by.

You need help finding the door?

Ryan!

It's okay, Grace.

I remember
what it's like
to be young.

Just wanting to rebel
against anything,

act tough, be cool.

-(chuckles)
-(phone chirps)

-(loud scrape)
-Oh...

Uh, sorry, it's a--
a work thing.

My food truck is catering
a cowboy-themed bar mitzvah.

-Oh, please, take it.
-So not done talking
about this, okay?

-It is so nice
to see you here.
-Mm.

Saves me the trouble
of hunting you down
and kicking your butt...

again.

Now that you've
ruined everything,

my employer wants
to eliminate me.

Oh, I'm real sorry about that.

You know, I hear
Antarctica is really nice
this time of year.

Bring a coat.

There is nowhere
I can hide.

The leader plans to devastate
this entire planet.

Now that he's turned on me,

I need you
to help me stop him.

(scoffs)
Wait, me?

I'm not doing anything with you.

Did you not hear
what I just said?

He is going to destroy
everyone and everything.

Your mom, your brother,

your stupid little friends.

Do you really want that?

(theme music playing)

(barking)