Stretch Armstrong & the Flex Fighters (2017) s02e06 Episode Script

1
Come on. Where are you?
Give me a little meow for help.
Dude, this day has just gone
from bad to worse.
I wanted Cat to go in the litter box,
not a moving box.
Ricardo, please tell me
there's at least a little chance
you won't have to move again?
My dad says it's fifty-fifty.
So based on family history,
I'll be halfway across the country
by Thursday.
Cat, you can sleep
in the strangest places.
Meow!
I bet your day's
been less stressful than mine, Jake.
I wouldn't exactly say that.
I'm meeting my dad for lunch,
at his office.
In Rook Tower? You can't do that!
I have to.
My dad says it's super important.
-There's something he wants to tell me.
-[disconnects line]
[gasps] Ah
[gasps]
-Jake?
-[gasps]
Oh, hey, Dad. Just double knotting.
35 percent of all workplace accidents
are due to loose shoelaces.
-But aren't those shoes slip-on?
-You can't be too careful.
We're ordering sushi for lunch.
Sushi?
Did you win the lottery or something?
Practically. I got a new promotion.
I'll be working directly
under Jonathan Rook
on a top secret program
known as Project X.
Wow! I'm really proud of you, Dad.
Just goes to show you,
hard work and determination
makes all the difference.
Mark, how's my new project leader?
Excellent, sir.
Let me introduce you to my son, Jake.
Jonathan Rook.
Have we met before?
Stretch Armstrong ♪
So fantastic, super elastic ♪
Stretch Armstrong ♪
Saving the world
when times are drastic ♪
Stretch Armstrong! ♪
Pull back, snake shot ♪
Bad guys getting caught ♪
Flex Fighters never stop ♪
Never seem unstoppable
doing the impossible ♪
Stretch Armstrong! ♪
Stretch Armstrong! ♪
No, sir. I don't think we've met.
I'm sure I'd remember that.
Pleased to meet you, Jake.
If you're anything like your dad,
I'm sure I'll be a big fan of yours.
Jake's a straight-A student
at the Academy.
I bet he'd make a great
Rook Unlimited employee someday.
The Academy of Future Leadership?
Great school. I happen to fund it.
I know. I've seen your portrait
in the auditorium,
the computer lab, and in the men's room.
Tell you what, since you're family here,
you should come
to the Rook Unlimited Technology Showcase.
Very exclusive, invite-only affair.
We'll be unveiling
our biggest projects for next year.
If you like experimental scientific
breakthroughs or mini hot dogs,
there's no place better.
And bring some of your school buddies.
I'm always happy
to support future leaders.
That sounds like a great idea.
It sounds like a terrible idea.
Seriously.
We'd be right under Rook's nose.
He'd catch us for sure.
Then show us his dungeon.
Which I'm still convinced he has.
You will go. And not only you four,
take Erika as well.
Rook still has the InfoGem that contains
the Flex DNA of all three of you.
And I've been able to determine
that his new Project X
is using the InfoGem in its set-up.
For what, I'm not yet certain.
I'm all for snagging the InfoGem,
but let's do it as the Flex Fighters,
not as us.
As the Flex Fighters,
you tried to get the InfoGem
from Mechanica but failed.
This is the opportunity
we've been waiting for.
You can erase the data on the InfoGem,
while looking like five harmless students.
Sneaking into my own dad's lab?
That's a little close to home.
I know this isn't ideal.
But keep a low profile,
and no one will be the wiser.
Like anything
with the Rook Unlimited logo on it,
I can promise you,
our new line of products
will change the future.
And if our time machine division
is successful,
we'll change the past, too.
[laughs]
I'm only kidding about that.
-Maybe.
-[audience laughs]
I can't believe how two-faced Rook is.
How can he pretend to be so nice
when he's secretly Stretch Monster?
Huh?
This is wonderful, Dad.
Rook's a great speaker. He's the best.
-Two-faced, huh?
-It's different when I do it.
Kane. Dead ahead. Scatter.
[giggles]
Maybe we should get something to eat.
-Are my palms sweaty?
-No.
Pea puree crostini?
[gasps]
I am aghast!
Gabe, fancy seeing you here.
Erika, you surprise me.
Through the prowess
of my stage combat skills,
I have clearly proven that Nathan
is a lesser suitor than myself.
There's more to being a man
than stage combat.
Oh, is there?
Tell that to Archibald Thrust,
president of the Royal Academy
of Faux Fighting.
No crostini for you.
Huh!
If we're going to make it
into my dad's lab,
first we're going to need
a big distraction.
Like a smoke bomb or someone
faking a severe allergic reaction.
Then we'll swipe the key card
from an unwitting security guard.
But we'll still need to get past
the blast doors with the retinal scan.
Are you prepared to climb through
some very tight air ducts?
Always. But your plan might not be
the most efficient.
I can't see any other way.
Hi, Mr. Armstrong.
Any chance you could show us your new lab?
I'd love to.
The smoke bomb would have worked, too.
[swish open]
Very high security.
[chirrups]
Excuse me, Mr. Armstrong,
Your Honor's Lordship, sir.
Uh. Mortar, not today of all days.
Oh, I know, but, my idiot lab partner
thought a mega-super adhesive pellet
was a square of strawberry taffy,
and ate it.
When is Brick going to learn
not to put random science experiments
into his mouth?
Normally I'd be happy
for some peace and quiet,
but we're about to present our paper
on dimensional gateway theory
in front of the mayor and everybody.
Is there a way to dissolve it
so I don't have to break his teeth?
Which, I kind of want to do,
but could be counter-productive.
I'll check with the R&D Department.
Jake, you go ahead.
I'll meet you there in two minutes.
He literally gave us a pass to the lab.
This is the easiest
top secret mission of all time.
-What horrible creation is this?
-Hand sanitizer.
A piece of Multi-Farious?
This brings back a lot of memories.
Mostly bad ones.
I found the InfoGem.
This should wipe all your Flex data clean.
[chirrups and beeps]
[beeps]
Now let's get out of here.
That will be the last time
I lose face before my beloved.
Erika will not be able to resist me
after I publicly humiliate you
with this paint gun.
That's not paint.
-Don't be stupid.
-[gasps]
[squelches]
This is exactly
why I did not fall in love with you.
Do not deny
your attraction to me right now.
[crackles]
Whoa!
[steam hisses]
[all grunt]
[grunts]
[cracks]
[coughs]
Guys? Where are you?
[loud roar]
[background music plays]
[roars]
-Not this again.
-[screaming]
Oh, no! Jake! What have I done?
Jake? Jake?
Erika!
Where's Jake? Is everyone okay?
The debris split us up
but I think they're probably fine.
[low growl]
[growls]
So a piece of the old Multi-Farious
hit Gabe,
and now he's Gabe-Farious or something.
Let's stop him before he divides
into a zillion pieces
like the original did.
Or just ignore my idea.
[growls]
[people scream]
It's horrible!
You think I'm disgusting?
Look at what you're husband
is wearing, plaid.
Deviled eggs! Deviled eggs! Deviled Eggs!
This is triggering my jitters.
Why are they acting so differently?
No idea! But Flexarium
affected each of us a little different.
Maybe Multi-Farious plus Gabe
equals not just split mass,
but split personalities, too!
Now I realize
just how many sides of Gabe I don't like.
We need to stop Multi-Farious. Flank the--
We can stop Multi-Farious later,
get the Flex Fighters.
Change of plans.
All units, on the Flex Fighters.
Really? Can't a hero
just save the day anymore?
[low growl]
Guys, we really left a pretty big mess.
Whoa!
Find them!
Erika? Any sign of them?
Oh, just found them!
-Son!
-Dad!
We were trapped behind a wall.
-Are you limping?
-It's nothing.
Just a twisted ankle or something.
I am so sorry.
I put you in danger by sending you
into the lab on your own.
-I never should have done this.
-It's okay, Dad. Really.
-[Jake] I'm seriously feeling fine.
-Let's not push it.
Chicken noodle soup and video games
all day until you're better.
Not all day, right. I can't miss cello.
Wrong. I've cancelled all your activities.
That actually sounds awesome.
But not today,
because I've got the egg drop
for Science Club to finish.
That can wait. You need to heal.
-He gone?
-Yeah.
I've been dying for my dad
to let me have a day off
and he finally gives me one--
All you had to do
was have a building collapse on you.
-Should have thought of that earlier.
-But I can't even enjoy this.
Not when there's a Multi-Farious
out there wreaking havoc.
There can't be that much havoc wreaking
or it'd be on the news.
You think he just went away?
[female] Dinner time.
-How much of that green goop got on you?
-It was a fair amount of goop.
But, don't worry, I'm totally fine.
If it starts to affect you at all--
Nathan, you're so sweet to worry.
But it's cool, I'm all good.
I'm so upset
Ricardo may have to move again.
Such a shame.
Yeah. It's a total bummer.
I really hope
he gets to stay in Charter City.
He's practically family.
You can come out. We won't hurt you.
I wouldn't blame you if you hate me.
The other parts of me hate you.
-We don't hate you.
-Speak for yourself.
Nathan, be nice.
Everyone has a sensitive side. Even Gabe.
We're all just sad
that Erika doesn't like us.
But I understand why.
You're more genuine than normal Gabe.
He never shows my side of his personality.
He hides me. Like, I embarrass him.
Er, I didn't even know he had a
you side of his personality.
Well, but that's not why I'm here.
I was hoping maybe you could help me
find the Flex Fighters.
They need to stop the other pieces of me
like they did the old Multi-Farious.
Do you have any idea
how to get in touch with them?
I might have an idea.
That's Gabe's sensitive side?
I would have expected him
to be a lot smaller. Like microscopic.
I need you guys to get here.
He can lead us
to the rest of the Gabe-Farious pieces.
Easier said than done.
I'm basically under house arrest.
If my dad finds out I'm gone,
I'll be in actual need
of medical attention.
Amateur.
Blindstrike?
My dad might have some doubts.
Considering I'm not
a magician's assistant.
As long as your dad doesn't get too close,
this hologram will completely fool him.
-Impressive.
-Works flawlessly.
I've never actually set foot
in a single Leadership Class.
Because you were on missions for Dr. C?
Er, yeah.
Oh, be careful, Nathan.
There's a really big step ahead.
-I don't want you hurting yourself.
-Thanks.
Yeah, a regular kid like you
should be extra cautious.
I seem to remember
you're not good with heights.
Are you going to be okay
with that ladder ahead?
[chirrups and beeps]]
What are you doing?
Dr. C's back in the lab,
developing a cure,
injecting it into Gabe Prime
will be the only way
to reverse what happened to him.
This way. They should be just ahead.
Where are they?
This is where my heart
told me they would be.
I think your heart
should learn how to read a map.
Because unless we're here
to make a sand castle,
we're in the wrong place.
Important data, Flex Fighters.
I just studied the samples
Blindstrike sent,
whatever chemicals caused Gabe
to become the new Multi-Farious
have made him unstable.
If I'm correct, this Multi-Farious will
eventually grow volatile and explode.
If it's okay with all of you,
I'd rather not explode.
Doesn't sound like fun. For me, at least.
Every time Multi-Farious divides,
he becomes more unstable.
So as long as he hasn't divided
into more than four pieces,
we have plenty of time to cure him.
Look, there they are.
And there they are.
And there they are.
[all yell]
The Flex Fighters.
It's like a tidal wave of attitude.
[all yell]
We need to find the prime Gabe.
But this time they all have
the exact same eye color.
We probably have to find the one
with the most pure Gabe personality,
that's got to be his prime self.
Sounds right to me. Just one problem.
-What is Gabe's prime personality?
-I don't know.
And the sun burns white hot!
Alas, the hunter's horn---
To be or not to be, that is the question.
[audience mutters]
[grunts]
[glass shatters]
That is not regulation play!
Ow!
[strums]
[sobs]
[squeaks and pops]
[yells]
[laughs]
Yeah, I'd be shaking too if I were you.
He's not shaking with fear.
The Multi-Fariouses
are growing more volatile
and will soon explode.
If they all explode at the same time,
it won't just be bad for Gabe,
it will destroy the city.
I've finally generated a cure,
Blindstrike,
return at once to retrieve it.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends.
[grunts]
[grunts]
Omni-Mass. I can't just watch!
Nathan Park is Wingspan?
[muffled cries]
Huh?
Sweet smell of garbage,
what dump have you come from now?
Oh, no. It's just you.
Insulting Haikus?
That jerk has to be prime Gabe.
Get the cure ready.
[air hisses]
It didn't work. That wasn't the prime.
Try this one. He's a pretentious actor!
It's gotta be him.
-[gasps]
-[air hisses]
That didn't work either!
-We're running out of time.
-And serum.
Hold on!
This is crazy, but I have a theory.
Wingspan, what are you doing?!
There's no way the real Gabe
is sensitive and compassionate!
But maybe we've got him all wrong.
Ah Ah
-[air hisses]
-[gentle sobs]
Told you! You wasted the cure.
[loud rumble]
What am I doing with you weirdos?
You don't remember anything?
Last thing I recall is not serving
pea crostini to a loser named Nathan.
He didn't deserve any.
Well, the cure definitely worked.
That's Gabe alright.
[sighs] Of course I'm Gabe.
How did you know it was him?
Erika said everyone has a sensitive side.
When the other's didn't work,
I started to wonder if the nice Gabe
was the real Gabe he keeps hidden,
looks like it was.
Huh. We're not the only ones hiding
our true selves, are we?
[siren approaches]
And that's our cue to bolt.
Ah!
Hey, son. How you feeling?
Totally fine. All better.
[Dad] I know I can be overprotective.
But I'm glad you're safe.
It's official.
Word just came in.
We're moving next week.
Then I should get to packing.
I know this is tough. You okay?
-I'm fine.
-[disconnects line]
There's nothing you can do?
Nope. That's what I get for thinking
I finally belonged somewhere.
The only thing that's constant
in this world is change.