-[whirs]
-Robobot: Who are you?
I am nothing. I am no one.
Is that really necessary?
-Until you can take a batch of dog food to the face
without raising your voice, it is.
-Fine. I can do this all day.
Mother--!
-Cooch: Help, help!
-Cooch! What happened?
-She stole from me. That's what's happened.
That's my rock man.
-Liplor: Again, I am a sentient--
-[fast-forwarding]
-I'm serious, guys. I smell dog food.
-Robobot: Lex, remember your lessons.
-[beeping]
-[buzzing, malfunctioning]
-Error. Error.
-Titanium Lex: Robobot?
Hey, are you okay?
-Yes, Lex. I was just reviewing
a...confusing memory.
-So, this is normal?
-No, I-- Where are we going, again?
-South.
-I still think we should have stayed at Devizo's safe house.
They may still be able to stop you from turning into an evil insect overlord.
-Even if their plan works, it's just a temporary fix.
We've seen the future. We know how this ends.
I don't think my metamorphosis can be stopped...
maybe it's time I made peace with that.
-[heroic music plays]
-[siren wails] -Sergeant Agony: Listen up, ladies and gentlemen.
Titanium Lex and Robobot have been on the run for two hours.
What I want is a hard target search of every doghouse, flophouse, steakhouse--
-We appreciate what you're trying to do, Sergeant Agony,
but we've all seen The Fugitive.
Also, the robot has a tracking device, so we know where he's going.
-Kind of a speech I've been waiting to give my entire life.
But you're right, we should get moving.
-Agony, what the hell is going on here?
-You're busted, Rex! I know you were keeping Lex,
an out-of-control insectoid bioweapon, in the basement.
As far as I'm concerned, you are traitors to the United States government.
They're the villains now, boys.
Take 'em away.
-Uh, actually, they just-- they just, uh...
-Son of a bitch!
Why the hell did I turn my back to talk to you guys?
We're in the same room. You would've heard me.
Well, what's everybody standing around for?
Move out!
-[light buzzing]
-What do we do now?
We can't help Lex if we can't find her.
-I thought you and her were a happy family now.
She didn't tell you where she was going?
-Watch it. -Hah!
-Ooh, Debbie!
-Your pup and her toy were here, the Robobot.
He left you a present.
-Oh, weird.
-What is that thing? Tell me!
-Ow! It's a fail-safe, all right?
In case our treatment doesn't work, it's something...
more...permanent.
-Who gave you permission to build a weapon to use on my daughter?
-She did.
-[sighs]
Well, we're not gonna need it.
We're gonna find Lex, and we're going to fix her.
I'm calling in the team.
-I don't know who cranked out these scripts, but they're good!
-Those are the takeout menus for Mr. Wong's.
-Give that son of a bitch a raise!
-[cellphone buzzing]
-The signal. -Rex needs us.
-We got to go.
Mr. Wong is in charge while we're gone!
-Oh, God.
-What's going on?
-Lex is on the run,
and Sergeant Agony's hot on her tail.
-She's not turning into a bug queen, is she?
Let's hope not. You go along.
I have to swing by my room first.
-What the hell for?
-A little insurance policy.
-I've tracked the item you want, Lex.
It's changed hands many times through dark web auctions.
Unhinge the inner panel and turn it clockwise.
-Got that. -The package was last sold to a user named DarkNads55.
It was delivered to a dive bar in Louisiana.
You'll have to remove the power core's arc shielding.
-Are you sure you can talk me through this?
-If we don't remove my tracking device,
we'll never evade Agony.
And also, I trust you implicitly, Lex.
You're actually the first human I've-- -[clank]
-Son of a bitch. What was that? -Nothing.
-It sounded like you dropped a screw.
-Nope, we're all good.
-If you reach past the power core,
you'll feel a protruding disc.
-Okay, got it. -It's part of my inner frame,
so you'll have to break it off.
Push hard.
-What-- what are you doing? -Oh, I-I-I don't know. I'm sorry.
-No, it's-- it's okay, Robobot.
It's okay.
Here goes. You ready? One, two...
-Robobot: Aaaaah!
-Sergeant Agony has decided Lex is an existential threat to the United States.
I'm positive that we can use
the power retardant we got from Debbie Devizo's island
to treat her condition.
The problem is, we don't know where to start looking.
-Not quite true.
You see, when I designed my league's uniforms,
I took the liberty of implanting
tracking devices in their insignias.
-Just in case, right?
-No, because I'm a devious asshole.
-Really? You're going to get all judgy now? -[door opens]
-Sorry I'm late, Rex.
-Ranger, we're heading out. You ready?
-Willing and able...
more than you know.
-What? -Huh?
-What do you mean by that?
-Oh, I-I-I wasn't talking to you.
T-t-that comment was just for me.
You heard Rex! Let's move!
-[beeping]
-Son of a bitch.
See if you can pull any data off this thing.
-There's a small cache of buffered data still in the RAM.
We know what they're searching for.
-Well, well, well,
like mother, like daughter.
-So we're looking for someone named DarkNads55?
-Huh? I don't know. Are we?
-Well, that's who you said bought the package.
You're sure it was delivered here, right?
-I was...
I think something's wrong.
It appears removing my tracking device disabled
the connection to my cloud-based servers.
Also, I now do this. [rattling]
-Yeah, sorry about that. Uh, look...
can your server connection wait until I find DarkNads?
-I should be okay.
-Great. I'm going in.
-But I can't give an informed answer without my cloud-based--
ooh, a squirrel!
-[country music playing]
-[door closes]
-Hey, everybody. Hello. I'm looking for...
someone by the name-- I'm just gonna say it--
uh, DarkNads55.
-I got some nads for you, honey.
-[laughter]
-Okay. I really left myself open for that one, and I get that.
Seriously, though.
-Oh, you don't think I'm serious?
I'm as serious as a goddamn dick.
Oh! -[grunts]
-Okay! -DarkNads55!
It is a stupid fucking name, and I don't want to keep saying it.
-[suspenseful music]
-Look at that funny little tail. -[squirrel chattering]
-Nuh-uh. Where do you think you're going?
- [beeping]
-That is one mighty fine hat.
-Guys, I really don't know how these situations usually go down for you,
but I promise you, this time is different.
-Man: Huh! -Okay...
now I'm mad. -[door opens, closes]
-What's this?
Someone done scheduled a hoedown and didn't invite me?
-This ain't none of your business.
-Oh, it's none of my b-b-b-b-b-business?
-Do I sound like that?
-You're talking to the CEO of Shitkickers, LLC,
a subsidiary of Keep Your Fucking Mouth Shut,
with offices up your sister's big fat ass.
-[grunting]
-Oh!
-Your music sucks!
-[grunting] - ♪ Put your hands up ♪
-No... no... -[classical music]
-[up-tempo country music]
-Now, that's fighting music.
Fuck you!
Ahh!
-[grunting] -I could do this all day.
[sputtering]
Why didn't anyone tell me my goddamn mouth don't work?
-[gasping]
-[crunch] -[grunting]
DarkNads, where is he?
-Look at you, happy again,
alone in your lab.
-I am not happy,
and I am certainly not alone, unfortunately.
-Do you miss the love you had for me
before I sapped every ounce of it out of your heart?
-Do I look like Jodie Foster to you?
You can cut the Hannibal Lecter bullshit.
-You love her, don't you?
-Jodie Foster?
I mean, certainly I had a crush before I found out she was--
-Lex.
But now she's become uncontrollable,
and you can't have that, can you?
-Oh, no! You've hit a bull's-eye!
You're in my brain! [speaks indistinctly]
Nice try. Piss off.
-I've seen you and Rex together,
the embers of an old friendship flickering to life.
-Na-na-na-na-na-na, not hearing what you're saying!
-You'll have to kill him, too, you know.
He won't stand by while you gene-rip his daughter.
-I couldn't gene-rip her if I wanted to because the goddamn gene ripper
can't remove her insect DNA without a clean copy of her mother's genome,
and Rex incinerated Frau Mantis in a nuclear reactor!
So I've got to figure out a work-around,
and I can't do that with all this motherfucking yammering.
[sighs] Shit...
-Hm.
Good to know.
-Son of a bitch.
-I'll kill you right in front of all these people.
-American Ranger: What do you got, Rex?
-They're onto something.
As soon as they move, we--
-Hurl this boulder upon their heads before they have the chance!
-We follow them, so they can lead us to Lex.
-And then, throw the boulder.
-No!
I don't know... maybe!
-I'm bringing the boulder.
-All right, fine.
-Robobot: What the hell we doing here?
-This is where the guy at the bar said DarkNads55 lives.
It happened five minutes ago while you were standing right there.
-You want to use your fancy college talk on me,
you better put up your dukes!
-I'll fuck you up! -Okay.
-Come on in.
I've been expecting you.
Collection tubes are right here.
Trust me, you'll need them all.
-Collection tubes?
-You are the equine emission specialist, are you not?
Here to collect semen from my prize stallion?
-Oh, we're not sure we can help you out.
-I certainly understand your trepidation.
I've seen Sergeant Trotter fill up a kiddie pool.
-You calling me chicken?
Give me that damn bucket and point me towards this horse's fire hose.
-Your company must be doing very well if you can buy a horse-masturbating robot!
-Yes, we masturbate a lot of horses.
Funny story, I actually got the robot on eBay.
Do you ever shop on eBay?
-eBay's terms of service are too restrictive for selling trot milk.
-So, you probably do a lot of business on the dark web.
-A fair bit. Who's asking?
-[horse whinnying] -Stay still, damn it!
I don't do this to my best friend.
-I hope that robot knows what he's doing.
-[horse neighing] -Robobot: Yeah, get it. Fill that bastard up!
-He does after all. -[cellphone rings, beeps]
-Dale Dumar. Go.
Is that so?
I see.
I'm very sorry to hear that. -[cellphone beeps]
-Who was that?
-That was Mr. Perndale, your boss.
-Yes, of course. What did he say?
-He said his horse milkers had a spill on Highway 7,
called to apologize for them not showing up
which leads me to the question of who you are,
what you're doing in my house...
-[tense music]
-Are you gonna tell me what you're really doing here?
-[door opens, closes] -Whoo-wee!
-Here's one full pail of Kentucky stallion paste.
-St-stay back. We didn't come here to jack off your horse.
-Then, you failed mightily.
That's half a million dollars worth of Preakness pudding.
-That I will dump unless you tell me where I can find DarkNads55.
-Well, that's impossible. DarkNads55 is a horse.
-What?
-A horse that belongs to my degenerate shit-heel son!
Kenny, what the hell did you do?
Kenny, open up, you little turd!
-Just a second, Dad!
Ah! -You got wax in your ears, dumbass?
-Who the hell are you?
-You been buying that Nazi trash online again, haven't you?
-Look at all these precious toys.
This is a goddamn baby's room.
-Those are collectibles!
-You bought something that belongs to me. If you don't give it back, I--
-Come here, you piece of shit! Get over here! -Ah!
-Whoa! I'm not gonna stand here and watch you abuse your child.
-He's 28, has three DUIs, and trolls the dark web for Nazi memorabilia.
-Yeah, okay, then. Carry on.
-Ah! Okay! My collection is in the safe room,
behind the bookshelf, the third figurine from the right.
-Your story sucks, dickweed! -Kenny: Whoa! Now, now, now, come on!
-Your bookshelf's fucking stupid.
-Whoa. -Robobot: Come and get it!
-[metal banging] -Fucking son of a bitch!
Your bookshelf's broken.
-[eerie music]
-Goddamn it. What did I tell you about buying this sick shit, son?
-There it is,
a piece of my mother,
Frau Mantis.
-Hey, those are one of a kind! Ugh!
-W-w-what are you?
-My mother's daughter,
and this belongs to me.
[screeches]
-Ah! Dad.
-Spread out. They're here somewhere. -Robo-Dino: Oh, gross.
This smells like horse semen. -It is.
-Oh. I'm a lizard, damn it. I smell with my tongue.
-Blue Menace: Sergeant Agony,
there's a basement.
-You betrayed me.
-Jesus, what's wrong with her?
-No one told me there was gonna be a quiz, professor!
-[buzz]
-What the hell is that witchcraft?
-It's a secret escape in case someone ever tried to steal my white gold.
-That's what he calls his horse jizz.
-Shut up, Kenny!
Go, just go!
-Don't tell nobody I jacked off your horse.
-[dramatic music]
-Which way are we going, dumbass?
Picking at it ain't gonna make it better.
-I'm running out of time.
Do you trust me?
-Are you talking to me?
-Jesus Christ.
-Sergeant Agony: Son of a bitch.
I knew it.
Lex is too far gone, team.
We take her in, dead or alive.
-Let's go! -[grunting]
-DarkNads55, I presume?
Hilarious.
-Thank you!
-Stay still. -What the hell are you doing?
-I'm reconnecting you to the cloud.
-No! You're gonna put that fancy book learnin' in my head,
and make me talk like a science guy!
-You're no use to me when you're this stupid!
-Lex?
What's happening?
-You helped me,
and now...
I've got to go.
-But I--
I thought we were doing this together, you know-- [rattling]
Oh, come on. How many screws did you lose in there?
-I'm too far gone.
You have to get back to Devizo.
-I don't want to leave you, Lex.
There's... something... I have to tell you.
-I think I'm falling in--
-Sergeant Agony: Split up and find her. Move, move, move!
-If you want to help me,
slow them down.
I'm sorry.
-Sergeant Agony: I see someone, down this way!
-You bastards!
-Where is Lex?
-Leave her alone!
What has that woman done to me?
-I'm sorry, dude. I've-- I got to take you in.
-Yep, sure. Somebody grab my arm?
-I got it! You two go after Lex.
Come on, man. You're a mess. -I know, I know.
-Oh. -Blue Menace: Going somewhere, my dear?
-Was thinking about it, yeah.
-This was made to cut diamond, so please don't.
-[rumbling]
-Oh, shit. I know that sound.
-[heroic music plays]
-[grunts]
It's okay, Lex.
Lex...
-Stay away from me.
Just stay away!
-Lex?
-Tragedy strikes, Rex.
Your opening wasn't large enough for my boulder.
-I don't care about your boulder.
-[laser fires]
-Let us handle this, squirrel.
-Make me.
-I will! Liplor, you have the rock skin.
Maybe you fight the laser squirrel.
-Get down!
-[laser fires]
-Fine.
Aaaah!
-[gasps]
-American Ranger: Lex!
Stop! Remember this?
You entrusted me with this
in case your insect side ever took over.
Don't make me use it.
-I'm changing, Ranger,
and there's nothing any of you can do to stop me.
-God forgive me.
-[click]
-[bubbling] -What?!
-Uh, what do you got there, buddy?
-A bubble gun?!
I trusted you!
-Goodbye, Ranger. [grunts]
-Lex, no!
I won't let you fall!
Oh, shit! I forgot she can fly!
[grunting]
Aah!
-[splash]
-Lex! -She must be stopped.
-You stay away from her!
-It was a damn bubble gun!
-Bastard.
Back off!
I can't do that, Rex.
-Then I'll make you.
-Very well.
-All right.
-They are under arrest, you hear me?
Rex's team is under arrest!
-So I've-- I've got to take you in.
-Oh, you're not taking in shit.
-Okay, look. I-I like you a lot,
but I'm a dog, and you're a cat, so...
-What does that have to do with it, huh? Huh?
Huh? Huh? What is that? Huh? -Stop it! I said stop it! Okay, that's it.
[barking] -Holy shit!
-Ha ha! -Somebody help!
-[cracking]
-Ice ray from the pyramid heist of 19-- -I don't care!
Get me out of here!
Ah, look out!
-It was a bubble gun!
What a bitch!
-[laser fires] -It was a bubble gun.
-I've got this.
-It will take more than trickery to stop me!
It will take the strength of a god!
-We don't have that. -[shouts, grunts]
-But you do.
-Why didn't you tag me in? -I think you know why.
-It's because I fight with balloons, isn't it?
-I can't have this conversation again.
-[grunting]
-Lex must be stopped.
-Not like this.
Not by you.
-Our daughter is a danger to the entire world.
-She's not your daughter!
-[lasers whirring, firing]
-[explosion]
-It is done.
-Rex, you and your team
are under arrest for-- son of a bitch. He's out.
-Hey, where's Robo-Dino?
-[light buzzing]
-[door opens]
-You brought me to Devizo?
-You didn't know I had a man on the inside?
Where's Lex?
-She's gone.
It's a long story. [rattling]
-What is that sound?
-Lex really left a mess inside of me,
both metaphorically and literally. Hey!
-Frau Mantis's mandible.
This is what she wanted,
to give me the means
to stop her.
-[chuckling]
-And the rest of the league?
-[sirens wailing, helicopter blades whirring]
-Robobot: Captured.
-Dr. Devizo: Then Lex is alone.
I must complete my weapon.
-[groans]
-Dr. Devizo: There are no more options.
-[coughing]
Okay, motherfuckers. Game on.
-[theme song playing]
-[monkey chatters] -Man: Stupid monkey.
-[paper tearing] -[monkey cry]
-[slap]