Stretch Armstrong & the Flex Fighters (2017) s02e01 Episode Script

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[Dave] You don't stand a chance, Kane!
Oi! That's how Stick Shifts
bring the pain!
Let our boss-man, Simmons, walk free,
or we'll torch Charter City!
Reynolds, take the Deltas
and evacuate that building.
[Dave] No can do!
Let us pass! We're just trying
to save any civilians inside!
Give us Simmons, or there's
no future for those people, mate!
[fire alarm rings]
[coughs] Help, please! Somebody!
Oh, not them.
Oh, man. You see Kane?
If looks could kill.
-You sure his can't?
-Guys, focus.
I'm heading to the east corner.
Wingspan, you take the west.
Omni-Mass, water tower duty.
[glass shatters]
Water tower duty, check.
[creaking]
Dry? Come on, water tower.
You have, like, one job!
-Is that all of them?
-Where's my daughter?
Here! Please, anybody!
[Dave] Not a chance, Stretch!
[girl coughs]
Hurry!
Stretch Armstrong ♪
So fantastic, super-elastic ♪
Stretch Armstrong ♪
Saving the world
When times are drastic ♪
Stretch Armstrong ♪
Pull back, slingshot ♪
Bad guys getting caught ♪
Flex Fighters never stop ♪
Powers unstoppable ♪
Doing the impossible ♪
Stretch Armstrong ♪
Stretch Armstrong ♪
Help, please!
Delta team, cover the Flex Fighters.
Everybody chill!
Oh, honey.
Thank you.
No problem. Fire, ahem, out.
[tires screech]
Awesome assist, Kane.
We have our differences,
but when it came down to it,
you covered our behinds.
We covered the civilians.
You were doing a sloppy job of protecting.
You, we're putting behind bars.
What? We were helping!
You are Kane-ing so hard right now, Kane.
It was good working together again, but
[grunts]
Check you later.
The reign of terror continues
as yet another building is destroyed
by heroes gone rogue, the Flex Fighters,
the same traitors that attacked
Rook Tower weeks ago.
What? They didn't mention
my sweet save?
What did you expect? A parade?
A few citizens posted footage
of your rescue operation,
but it was immediately taken down.
Rook controls everything,
including the media.
-[grunts]That gets me so charged up!
-"Charged up"?
Like, angry. Cool kids say it.
Jonathan Rook's media blackout
is just another reason
we need to focus on him
and not distractions.
Saving people, a distraction?
I don't know if you looked closely,
we are superheroes.
Rook put you in those costumes
for his own purposes.
True. But that doesn't mean
we're gonna stop trying to help people.
You wanna really help people?
Focus on getting them out
from under Rook's oppressive thumb.
Rook still has the secrets
of Hyper-Flexarium.
You destroyed his factory,
but it's only a matter of time
before he rebuilds.
[yelps]
-Blindstrike.
-I hate it when she does that.
-Just what I need. Results.
-A drive?
Stolen from Rook,
containing a locator algorithm
that hones in on Rook's InfoGem,
a crystal that holds data
in a solid state.
It contains the Hyper-Flexarium template
Rook scanned from you.
It's what he will use
to recreate his army.
So, we get that back, and boom,
Rook's back to square uno.
Indeed. Now go train.
We have to stay vigilant against Rook.
You, uh You understand what it is
we mean about saving people?
You are on our side in all of this, right?
There's more to being a hero than just
[rope creaks]
Okay. Good talk.
See? I can still beat you at training
even under these cruddy conditions.
Wait. Are you mad or something?
How could I be mad when I get to work out
of a sewer filled with half-built junk?
[LiftBot beeps]
No, LiftBot. He didn't mean you.
Ah, great. Now he's gonna sulk for hours.
No need to get charged up,
Nathan.
Look, man, it might not be much,
but it's better than working
for a two-faced monster man
that's secretly trying to destroy us.
Get used to it.
[Kane] You wanted to see me, Mr. Rook?
The Flex Fighters escaped.
Again.
Next time you decide to bark,
make sure you bite.
Yes, sir.
I need more than one dog on this hunt.
[computer beeps]
[monitor beeps]
Officer Santos? Jonathan Rook.
After I heard about the injuries
you sustained
during the Flex Fighters'
attack on the Tower,
I wanted to check on you personally.
Mr. Rook. Sir, hi.
They're taking care of me here,
but I'd feel better if I could tie Stretch
to a tree and use him as a hammock.
We were all shocked by their betrayal.
I blame myself.
If only I had seen through them sooner.
This is not your fault, sir.
If there's ever a way
I can make them pay, I will.
I do have a
No, that's too far.
What? Please tell me, sir.
It's dangerous.
With all due respect,
I deal with danger 24/7.
If you're certain that's how you feel,
I'm going to arrange
to have you transferred
to the Research and Development floor.
Geez, what happened to you?
Huh? Oh, this? Just cat circus training.
-Come again?
-Cat circus?
Cat circuses are totally a thing.
Where have you guys been?
It's my after school job.
[bell rings]
Okay, everyone settle.
Today, we're looking at the pollen release
being triggered by electrical input.
[door opens]
Miss Dashti, good to see you back.
I trust you're feeling better.
The office led me to believe
you were absent due to injury.
All good now.
Please pull a chair next to Mr. Armstrong,
your new lab partner.
He'll "chloro-fill" you
in on our latest foray
into the exciting world of botany.
- Hey, partner.
- Do you even care about botany?
Been doing fine at botany long before
you guys came along.
Yeah, but here we are.
We should probably make the most of it,
for "botany's sake."
Botany's been doing fine all on its own,
and even better with less distractions.
[Mr Savic clears his throat]
I'm glad you two take botany so seriously.
Eyes on the board, please.
[Rook] Your will, my technology.
Welcome to your evolution,
Officer Santos.
Or would you prefer your new name?
Mechanica.
[girl] And next up,
you'll be "purrr-fectly" amazed
with Erika and her feline furies.
Mimi's a tabby with major
"cat-itude."
Watch her navigate the hoop
course with agile ease.
[cat meows]
"Claw-some" work, girl!
[scattered applause]
[meows]
[growls]
[Erika grunts]
[cat meows]
This might be the weirdest thing
I've ever seen.
This is so adorable.
[ringtone]
Dr. C says it's urgent.
But the cat circus.
[Erika] Our next cathlete is bound to
[ringtone]
-What's the word, Dr. C?
-There's a surge in the InfoGem's energy.
It's near you, but on the move,
in a grid pattern,
almost as if it's searching.
Searching? This doesn't feel right.
-Everybody suit up.
-I don't know, man.
We put on our public-enemy-number-one
suits,
and we're literally painting
targets on our backs.
Figuratively. Trust me.
[engine whirrs]
Huh?
Being hunted down? This is bananas!
An apt reference as Mechanica
will peel the Flexarium
from your cold bodies.
Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man!
Combo move, Epic Mega Smash!
[yells]
[metallic clanging]
Nothing shall stand in the way
of my revenge.
What/who is that?
A really intricate can opener
that hates us?
[engines whine]
[they yell]
[clanking]
Omni, let's go.
Huh?
Hey there.
[people scream]
-Run! It's the traitors!
-Get away! Go, run!
-Get away!
-Someone help us!
[they boo]
Let's see how you like it.
You boo! Boo!
-Yeah, doesn't feel good, does it?
-Stop it, man.
You attacked Rook Tower.
I was injured in that building.
But what I do now
is not just for me.
I became Mechanica
to protect all of Charter City.
-Yeah!
-Go get them! Take them down!
-Take them down!
-All right!
[weapon charges]
I think we should go.
We have to take the fight out
of here before someone gets hurt.
Hunter Stretchipedes.
The Flex Fighters. Fetch!
[robotic chittering]
What is that? A look of fear?
Now you know hopelessness like I did.
The assault on Rook Tower
wasn't our fault.
[groans]
[grunts]
I forgot how creepy these things are.
[snarls]
That was close. Thanks.
Okay. So, what are you gonna do
with that thing anyway?
[Nathan] Stretch, Blindstrike is stealing
a stretchipede.
Follow her! She's probably
got a secret plan with Dr. C!
Uh!
[growls]
[grunts]
[grunts]
[grunts]
What are you doing?
Finding a frequency
that jams these monstrosities.
But please, interrupt me
with further inane questions.
You're welcome
for lulling the stretchipede
into a false sense of security.
Totally my plan.
This frequency,
it's the same as the InfoGem.
That's how she's tracking you.
Mechanica must have
the InfoGem in her gauntlet.
Oh, great.
Now we just have to get the gauntlet
away from the angry-slicing cyborg.
That should be easy.
Down, boy!
Be a good, hideous nightmare pet!
[grunts]
The cat circus was the strangest thing
I've ever seen? I take it back.
[Mechanica] My pets have softened
you up enough.
Time for the main course.
[robotic chittering]
Goodbye, Flex Fighters.
Whoa!
[grunts]
[weapons charge]
Oh, that's bad.
[they grunt]
Whoo-hoo! Who's bad?
You realize he's gonna gloat
about this forever.
I'm alive enough to care,
so that's a plus.
Let's make sure these people
can say the same.
Dr. C says hi by the way.
That's a lie. She's not that nice.
But she designed these
just for you to overload your circuits!
Uh!
[people panicking]
He's right. It's overloading her.
But not quickly enough.
We need more
Firepower. Nice.
We also need a gajillion dollars.
Worth a shot.
We've gotta get
all these innocent people clear!
No. Her gauntlet contains the InfoGem.
Focus on getting it at all costs.
[Blindstrike] It's the only way
we can put an end to Rook.
[yells]
[grunts]
You dare touch me!
Blindstrike!
I'm okay. Focus on getting that InfoGem.
[Jake] Power's low! Omni?
[grunts]
[electricity crackles]
No. I can't be captured.
[electronic chittering]
[weapons charging]
[people gasp]
Wingspan, go high. Omni, support.
What are you doing?
Save a few people now,
but risk losing the whole city?
Get that InfoGem, and we stop Rook.
Use your heads.
"Use your heads"?
She doesn't know us at all.
That's everybody. Great work.
Tell me, did you give Kane
an iota of the trouble that you give me?
You have no idea. Tons of iotas.
You think this is funny?
We have a duty to a whole city,
not just individuals.
You need to trust me.
At last, there you are.
Mechanica's gauntlet.
At least someone here follows orders.
But how?
While you were busy with bystanders,
I caught up with Mechanica.
With this, we can put an end
to Rook's plans for an army.
No, we can't.
[regular beeping]
No InfoGem?
Just a transmission repeater?
Rook intentionally manipulated
the signal to make it seem like
what we wanted
was in his metal monstrosity.
If Stretch, Wingspan and Omni-Mass
had abandoned those innocents
to get this empty shell,
then people would have been injured,
or worse, for nothing.
If we're gonna work together,
we have to trust each other.
If you want the Flex Fighter's trust,
we need to tell them the truth.
Wait, what truth?
About how you got your powers.
You think it was accidental.
While on a mission, I was exposed
to the chemical agent in Hyper-Flexarium,
then went to school the next day.
Unknowingly, I exposed
everyone in Mr. Savic's class.
Because you three were then exposed
to pure Flexarium,
the chemical agents mixed,
resulting in the powers
you three now possess.
That's why Rook
hasn't been able to duplicate us?
He doesn't know about Riya
contaminating our class.
Correct. It was a tiny window of exposure.
So you're partially responsible
for creating us?
I'm sorry I didn't come clean sooner,
but it's what we do with the hand
we're dealt that matters most.
You know how much I wanna bring down Rook.
But maybe the Flex Fighters are right.
If we focus on our goals at all costs,
we'll lose the chance to help people.
And that makes us too much like Rook.
Hey, Nathan.
Thanks so much for coming to the show.
It was so much fun.
Sorry if it didn't work out
like you wanted.
- What do you mean?
- Your cats.
They only did, like, half their tricks.
Getting the cats to do
half their tricks is a huge win.
We did a show once
where none of the tricks worked.
Someone in the audience
brought a fish sandwich.
I got so charged up at that jerk.
If you know most tricks
aren't gonna work out, why do it?
Because when it does work out,
it's that much sweeter.
Look, I make a plan,
but the cats do what they want.
Sometimes the best things in life
are unplanned.
- Are you eating with us?
- Do I need a permission slip?
I've had some thoughts.
Even though I'm used
to doing botany alone,
I guess sometimes a little teamwork
couldn't hurt my chances
at becoming better at
Botany. Yeah, we get it.
We're better with you too.
Time to heal. But don't worry.
You'll get another chance
at the Flex Fighters.
This is far from over.