- Previously on "Danger Force."
- We thought we had exercise-biked Rick Twitler
out of ShoutOut's head,
but then Captain Man's Helper Monkey
let Drex out of prison,
and put Twitler's mind into a Cyborg
who trash-rocketed us into space.
- Oh, my God, that's so cool.
I've never dated a guy in space.
- Me neither. - Hey, if you're in space,
why aren't you floating?
- Oh, our suits have built-in anti-gravity.
- Whoa, how does that work?
- Jody, you are asking the wrong guy.
I don't even know how my toilet works.
- Comin' through. - Locked.
- Space! - Locked.
- Actual space! - Will you get down here?
- Nope.
- Untie me. I'll get her down.
- [zapping] - Ow!
- You don't want this smoke, son.
- You guys, we're in actual space!
- Hey, turn the camera. I want to see the Man's Nest.
- Okay. - Is this really the best time
for another one of your charity auction dates?
- You're just jealous because you only got two charity dates,
and he got ,.
But for real, my friend, this is a bad time.
- It was really nice to date you.
- I love y-- - Will you get her down?
- Boo!
- Activating her anti-gravity.
- [grunts]
- Now.
- Hey, we gotta get back and save Swellview
from Cyborg Rick Twitler.
- And I've gotta punch him so hard in his stupid
ugly Cyborg face that his whole system shuts down.
- I'm going to shock him so hard,
he reboots just so you can knock him out again.
- And I have a date!
- Hey, didn't you and Henry go to space once?
- Yes, let's call Henry, he'll know what to do.
- Pfft. We don't need to call Henry.
- He still not picking up your calls?
- Shut up, Drex! We talk all the time!
- Yeah, anyways,
you dummies aren't gonna stop Cyborg Rick Twitler.
- Oh, yeah? How do you know?
- Because he's on the news right now
and just said you're not gonna stop him.
- And now that I've launched the Man's Nest into space,
I can put my plans into action.
- Oh, my God, I love it.
- Okay, who gave Drex the TV remote?
- Hey! - We're all ears.
Folks at home would love to hear
exactly what your plans are.
- Well first I'm gonna tie up the both of you.
- That's what I'd do too. [all laugh]
- Can someone get us some rope?
Oh, the extra itchy kind.
- Please continue.
- And then, I'm gonna use the dish on the roof of KLVY
to access a satellite that's currently
in geosynchronous orbit above Swellview.
That satellite contains remnants
of the Living Sentient Computer Virus.
- Ooh, sounds scary.
- Pfft, only if you're obsessed with the internet.
- I am.
It's where my girlfriend lives.
Hi, Tracy! If you're watching this,
I'm probably gonna be logging on late tonight.
- No, you won't.
Because that virus is nasty stuff.
It's going to destroy the internet for the entire world.
- And I think what our viewers really want to know now is
are you single?
- I'm half robot.
- Answer the question.
- Are you watching "Dog Judge" on your phone?
- Yeah, I've seen this one before, it's a good one.
What's robot guy saying?
- [zapping] - Ow!
I'm okay.
- He's going to access a satellite above Swellview
so he can take out the world's internet.
- No, he won't, 'cause we're gonna stop him.
Schwoz, how do we stop him? - Yeah, is there any way
you can find the satellite he's talking about?
- Sorry, guys.
I usually can figure out how to solve any problem
but there are literally thousands of satellites
circling the Earth.
It would take years to--
oh, got it.
[all cheering]
- Took you long enough.
- Now we can take out that satellite.
- Wait, even if we do take out that satellite,
who's gonna take out that freaky Cyborg Rick Twitler?
- Right.
- I am.
I'm gonna teleport down there
and kick that wannabe-robot's ro-butt.
- Can you even teleport that far?
- I'm finna find out.
- That is such a brave move, dude.
You know, if you don't make it, you could end up
frozen and floating through space forever.
- I think you mean
we could end up floating through space forever.
- Wait, what? - You're comin' with me.
- No, no, no, no--
- They're gonna make it, right?
- Well... - Right?
- Yeah, hey, yeah, they're gonna make it.
And if they don't,
Ray has clones of all of us.
- Just in case.
- Did we make it? - I think we did!
[groaning]
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Moldy cheese table?
Handsome Hero Hair Dye?
Are we in one of Ray's trash rockets?
- Look! It's the drawing I made
for his Christmas present.
He must've accidentally thrown it away.
- Yeah, accidentally.
- So we didn't make it back to Swellview?
- No, but there's so many of Ray's trash rockets
out here in space,
we might be able to rocket hop the rest of the way!
- Yes, and we can pick up any other art
that I made for you guys that might've gotten
thrown away accidentally.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Accidentally.
- Not a lot of fun being strapped to a chair is it?
- Shut up! - [grunts]
- How is strapping me to a chair
gonna get us to hit that satellite?
- Remember earlier when you superscreamed
and you and Drex flew up into the ceiling?
- I remember it. - I said shut up!
- [grunts]
- Well, this is kind of like that,
except the Man's Nest is you,
and the satellite we need to take out is the ceiling.
- Still not getting it
and Swellview.com voted me the smart one.
- Okay, we're gonna drop you down into space,
and since you're attached to the Man's Nest
when you superscream,
it's gonna propel us into the satellite.
- Hopefully.
- Isn't it gonna be freezing cold out in space?
- We got you a scarf.
- You guys are sure I'm not gonna die out there?
- Yeah, you can last seconds in space.
- Not feeling % confident here.
- Neither are we.
Anyway, before we drop you down,
Schwoz is gonna tell you which direction to shout.
- Is there gonna be some sort of countdown?
- No time. Scream us to the left!
- Ahh!
[screams]
[shivering] So cold!
- Oh.
Forgot to give you these mittens.
- Scream degrees to the right!
[screams]
- Oh, wow, you're doing great, buddy.
- [shivering] Grandma, is that you?
- One more superscream.
Straight ahead to give us ramming speed!
- Did you lose my mittens?
Whoa!
[both scream]
- [shivering] I'm okay!
- She did it.
ShoutOut put us right on course to hit the satellite!
- Hey, way to go!
- Oops.
Sorry.
- [shivering] Don't do that again.
- How long until impact?
- Not long, baby.
According to my calculations,
we're going to smash that satellite
going eleventy brazillion miles per hour.
- And that'll destroy it?
- Shoosh, yeah!
That satellite's a gonner.
We're going to hit it harder
than a construction worker on payday.
- And the Man's Nest will be okay?
- Well...
- Tell us the truth, Schwoz. - Yeah.
Tell us the Man's Nest is gonna be okay.
- Make up your mind, man.
You want me to tell you the truth
or tell you the Man's Nest is gonna be okay?
Because it's-- - What are you talking--
- Impact with satellite in two minutes.
It was nice knowing you.
- [laughs] You guys are gonners!
- Ay!
- It all just kinda happened.
[all shouting at once]
Stop talking!
- ♪ Danger ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa ♪
♪ Danger! -- force! ♪
[bell ringing]
all: Emergency!
- It's just the doorbell. - [sighs] I know.
- If you're just joining us,
a cyborg version of Rick Twitler
has tied us up with rope.
- The itchy kind!
- And is about to access the giant satellite dish
on the roof of KLVY
to beam down his sentient virus.
- And take down the internet.
It's gonna take a miracle to stop him.
[magical burst]
- AWOL's here! - And Brainstorm!
He's my favorite.
- Sorry to interrupt your news.
- We're looking for a cyborg.
Ugly burgundy suit, about yay tall?
- I'm over here!
And I'm six foot yay, AWOL.
- Excuse us, ma'ams and sirs, but, uh,
we've got a cyborg to b*at down.
- Watch my art, please.
- I love these!
- Hey Ricky T,
before this goes TV-MA,
we're gonna do you a solid
and give you a chance to just give up.
- Yeah, there's really no reason
this has to get violent.
- You're right.
I'm ready to turn myself in...
to a fighting machine.
[laser blasts]
- Absolutely sick turn.
- Look...
a doggie!
[laser blasts]
- [groans]
- Okay...
now there's a reason to get violent.
- Let's drag this cyborg's hard drive to the trash bin.
- I'm gonna control-alt-delete this dude's soul!
- And send him crying back to his motherboard.
- [shouting]
[all grunting]
- Impact with satellite in one minute.
- Schwoz, hurry up, buddy!
- I'm going as fast as I can.
There.
- You're making a sandwich?
- If I'm gonna die,
I'm gonna die with turkey in my mouth.
- [zapping]
You were supposed to be thinking of a way out of this.
- I was!
You see, when I was putting on the lettuce,
it occurred to me that if we put something
between us and the satellite,
it will taste better.
- What? - I mean,
it will lessen the impact.
- Yes, like an indestructible piece of lettuce.
- Mm, exactlies!
- You wanna be a hero here?
- I sure do.
But I don't have to be,
because this sandwich happens to be a double cheeseburger.
And we happen to have
two indestructible beef patties on board.
- No.
- Oh, yes.
- You wouldn't. - Even if he wouldn't,
I would.
- Mika, you're the nice one.
Please stop them!
- Sorry.
- [shivering] I hate you people!
[all grunting]
- I am loving this fight.
- Whoever wins gets to be president.
- No, Mary, that's called an election.
- Then I am loving this election.
[laser blasts]
[magical burst]
- I knew I should've installed the bigger laser.
Always go with the bigger laser!
[metal snapping]
- Oh, not Boris' camera.
- Time for a close-up. [chuckles]
[laser blasts]
[magical burst]
- Nice upgrade.
- Dude!
- Brainstorm, I saw you on the news!
It's time for our date. I'm your o'clock.
- And I'm your :!
- Oh, right Hey, Sydney, Melbourne.
- Uh-oh.
Better protect your dates.
[dramatic music]
[laser blasts]
- No!
- Looks like date night is canceled.
- [shivering]
You know what?
I'm indestructible.
Bring it on you stupid satellite!
[screams]
Ha!
That could've been way worse.
Oh, dear.
- Direct hit, baby!
[all cheering]
- You sure we got it? We could always smash it
a few more times with Drex's face.
- I mean, it couldn't hurt...us.
[all chuckle]
- [shivering] So cold.
- Here, give me your hands.
[zapping] - Ah.
Thank you, that's so much better.
- You're welcome.
- Good news, peoples!
The Man's Nest bounced off the satellite,
and we're hurtling straight back to Earth!
- Yes! - Yeah, good job!
- Schwoz. - Yeah?
- How are we going to stop?
- Well... - What?
- So now we're headed straight for Earth
at a brazillion miles per hour
with no way to stop us?
- Two brazillion, baby.
- No! - Are you serious?
- [sneeze]
- Oh, we get it, Mika, you're cold.
- That wasn't me.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Is that what I think it is?
- It's Drex covered in Rick Twitler's evil virus.
- [distorted voice] I am virus.
- See?
- [sneezes]
- [sneezes] - [zapping]
- Nice sh*t, Volt.
Guys, don't let those snot rockets touch you
or you'll get infected.
- Didn't Henry fight these guys too?
- Yeah, I really think we should call him.
- We don't need Henry.
You guys just hang back
and let Big Poppa handle this one.
- Ew. - I'm Big Poppa.
both: Ew!
- This thing can't hurt me,
I'm indestructible.
- So was Drex, though.
- And he just got virused. - Bad.
- It must've mutated.
That satellite has been floating around in space,
getting bombarded by solar radiation.
- So my indestructibility isn't gonna protect me here?
- Nope.
- So the only power I have now
is my jaw-dropping good looks?
- Yeah. Good luck.
I'll be rooting for you from the panic room.
[slams] Ay!
- Well, I did not just freeze my fingers off
in the bitter void of space
just to let this walking internet booger take me out!
[screams]
- Whoa!
Get wrecked Virus Drex.
- Nice sh*t, ShoutOut! - Thank you.
- FYI, you're cleaning that up.
- Uh--
- [distorted voice] I am virus.
- Looks like it's cleaning itself up.
- Get it!
- [zapping]
- [grunts]
- [sneezes]
[groans]
[metallic clang]
- Oh, ow!
- [grunts] [crashing]
- [sneezes]
- You're gonna need better aim than that.
- [grunts]
- Uh...guys?
- Ooh. No, that's pretty good aim.
- At least I'm kinda warm now.
- Hey, Mika, talk to us.
- Hey, kiddo? Are you okay?
- [distorted voice] I am virus.
[both shouting]
[all grunting]
[both shouting]
- Sydney, Melbourne, can you take care of him?
- Sure. - We got him.
- Good. 'Cause I'm about to
throw this guy's shrimp on the barbie.
Ugh, oh, no! You've got me!
Whatever will I do?
[magical burst]
Don't look down, it'll just freak you out.
[magical burst] - [screams]
[magical burst]
- Where'd ya take him? - Ah, he'll be back.
Scottie, you might wanna back up a little bit.
Tribby, let me gimme a cross master right around here.
- [faint screaming]
[crashing]
- That's what I call
breaking news.
- Great line.
- AWOL's my new favorite.
- Right back at you, Trent.
- Trent, I'm just getting word that the Man's Nest
is plummeting to the Earth at a speed of
two brazillion miles per hour.
- What?
- I'd hate to be the poor guy that Nest lands on.
Unrelated, what's that Man's Nest-shaped object
I can see through our new hole in the roof?
- I'm being told that's the Man's Nest.
And it's headed right for us.
- Breaking news,
I will not be making my date with Tracy.
- Don't cancel that date yet, Trent.
Ladies, how's my boy Brainstorm?
- I'm about to revive him with true love's kiss!
- Uh, no, you're not. I'm his one true love!
- You just met him, Melbourne!
- So did you, Sydney!
- I got this.
[gentle music]
Wake up, bro!
[smacks]
- Hey, buddy. Where's Cyborg Rick Twitler?
- Good news,
dropped him like a bad habit. - Nice.
- Bad news, the Man's Nest is about to drop on top us.
- Well, we had a good run.
- But maybe you can use your superpower
to stop it before it hits the ground.
- Could he even do that?
- Trent, I thought I was your favorite.
- Sorry, I'm all about AWOL now.
- Well, take a look at this, Trent!
[Man's Nest whooshing]
- Breaking news, the Man's Nest's
speed has dropped to one brazillion miles per hour.
- Yes! Focus, focus!
Come on y'all, show him some love!
- Come on, Brainstorm! You've got this!
- Oh, he's slowed it down to
a half a brazillion miles per hour.
[all speaking at once] - One-quarter...one-eighth...
an even smaller fraction...
[Man's nest whooshing]
I'm kinda lost on the numbers now,
but I can tell
Brainstorm is definitely saving all of us.
- You hear that, Trent?
[struggling]
[crashing and thudding]
- He did it. I bro-love this guy!
- Did we do it? [both cheering]
- We did, bro. We won!
[whirring]
- We lost.
[distorted voice] I am virus.
- Bloomin' onions!
What is that?
- Let's get out of here, Sydney!
- AWOL, what's going on?
- I have no id-- [all sneeze]
- Welcome back, kiddies.
- [distorted voice] Don't give up. Keep fighting.
- Who is that?
- You know who I am.
I'm your cellphone, Chapa.
You can't give up.
I need you to find me.
- I miss you so much.
- I miss you, too. And I need you to find me.
- No, no, no, no, no, please! Please, don't leave!
- Keep fighting. Come find me!
- No, don't leave!
- Come find me!
- No! [zapping]
- Did not see that coming.
[screaming and zapping]
- [groans]
Oh, where am I?
AWOL, Brainstorm. Is this Earth?
- You're asking the wrong guy.
- Of course it's Earth.
But where's Rick Twitler?
- And where's Drex?
- Where's ShoutOut and Volt?
- Where's the other half of this sandwich?
[dramatic music]
- "Game on."
- This is bad. - It's not great.
Brainstorm, get the Man's Nest back up on Mount Swellview.
- On it.
- All the bad guys are gone,
and we're down two supes.
What do we do now?
- We call for backup.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[phone ringing]
- Your phone's ringing, Henry Hart.
You gonna pick up?
♪ Always on the scene in the nick of time ♪
♪ The second I see trouble I know I'll be fine ♪
♪ I'm okay, I'm okay ♪
♪ Danger ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Danger, -- force ♪
02x03 - A Cyborg Among Us
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Series is a spinoff of Henry Danger and follows four new superheroes-in-training, to attend Swellview Academy for the Gifted.
Series is a spinoff of Henry Danger and follows four new superheroes-in-training, to attend Swellview Academy for the Gifted.