Stretch Armstrong & the Flex Fighters (2017) s02e10 Episode Script
Doomsday Clock
1
Growing up in this city,
on the streets of Old Town,
I saw the worst mankind had to offer.
Chaos. Disorder.
I vowed to make it all change.
To make it all better.
All these years, working in secret,
rising up the ranks of the Tech-Men.
It was all leading to this day.
Order has finally been established
in Charter City.
No child will have to fear
for their safety again.
The people owe you the greatest of debts,
Number One,
for liberating them
from the chaos of their lives.
This is the control and security
we have sacrificed our identities
to create.
Our hold might be tenuous
but soon, all of this will be permanent.
[bell rings]
Guys, wake up or something.
-Please do not detain us, friend.
-Our duty is to study.
Wrong. You two are superheroes.
Your duty is to stop all this craziness.
Somewhere in your hazy brainwashing,
I know you know that.
Jake, the world doesn't need
the Flex Fighters anymore.
Charter City only needs order.
This conversation
is not the best use of our time.
We risk being late to class.
[sighs]
Am I the only one in the city not affected
by the SmartMark mind-control?
What is going on? Hold it.
No SmartMark zombie would graffiti.
It's against the law.
Is someone reaching out to us?
A message?
Well, at this rate,
what do I have to lose?
[earpiece chirrups]
Stretch Monster's old lair? Huh?
Hmm.
Hello? I found your arrows,
whoever you are!
-If this is a trap--
-[Officer Reynolds] Don't move!
Officer Reynolds?
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! ♪
Reynolds,
you left the secret trail of arrows?
Yep, and if you followed it,
that's enough proof for me
you aren't under Tech-Men control either.
Phew. Because for a second,
I was all, eh, but, okay, yeah.
I knew if anyone was still awake,
it'd be the Flex Fighters.
One of the Flex Fighters.
Do you know why it's only us two
when the rest of the city?
Goop?
Flexarium-derived ceptio-arcide,
to be specific. Exposure makes you immune.
-How do you know that?
-I was searching in the Old Library
for anything I could find
on the Epsilon Society, or the Tech-Men,
when these two old guys came in.
Um, excuse me, sirs.
But if you've found something,
I'd like to help.
It was a paper submitted
to the Epsilon Society
by a young Jonathan Rook.
The Tech-Men used his prototype
to control the city.
The paper outlines how mind-control works.
And how ceptio-arcide
is the only blocking agent.
So you came here?
I found chemical shipment records
and knew what I needed was here.
I made myself immune,
but before I could help anyone else,
that wave hit, and everyone turned,
whether they had a SmartMark or not.
Well, I was certainly exposed
to enough Ceptio-arca-whatsit
when I battled that Living Flexarium Army.
Even more than the other Flex Fighters,
I guess.
But there's only enough
of the chemical left to cure a few people.
Then we just cure the team we need
to take the Tech-Men down.
Do you know where Dr. C and Rook are?
They're mindlessly working in a lab.
Then you need to wake them up.
I know where the other Flex Fighters are,
I'll take care of them.
Riya, er,
Principal Wilson asked to see you.
I always obey authority figures.
Let me apologize in advance.
Agh!
-Yah!
-[grunts]
Hey! I already apologized!
-I am angry!
-I can tell.
I haven't felt anger since
Aargh!
The Tech-Men.
They took control of my mind.
No one gets to take control of me.
What do we do next?
Are you sure it's okay for us
to open this closet?
I wouldn't want to get in trouble.
The Mayor called
and said you have to look inside.
You've been gooped!
It's in my mouth! Why always the mouth?
Did I just say,
"I didn't like getting in trouble?"
What is wrong with me?
Nothing. Not anymore.
Dr. C, the amount of fulfillment
I receive by working with you
is minimally sufficient.
I feel a similar basic level
of contentment, Jonathan.
Delivery. Number Six says
you should open them immediately.
We are happy to comply.
[mechanical whir]
-What is this?
-I suggest you both come with me.
Are you sure Kane can't find us here?
This old safe house of mine
is off the grid.
That's why I brought their friend here
when we found out how sick she was.
My gear's enabled me to hook her vitals
into our communications grid
to monitor her.
Rook, we need you to produce
more of that Flexarium-variant compound.
We used all of it from the Monster Factory
to wake you guys up.
Sure, making more
would be totally possible.
If you hadn't erased my InfoGem.
Without that
-There's gotta be a way to make more.
-Not quickly enough.
But there's still a way to save the city.
Right here.
What about Erika?
You all know I was experimenting
in creating powers in humans.
Smokestack, Multi-Farious, Circuit-Stream.
All empowered by chemical variations
of Flexarium.
I don't know how,
but this girl's been exposed
to one of those chemicals I created.
Are you saying she has superpowers now?
What kind of powers?
In theory,
the ability to send out pulses of energy.
Even with her unconscious, we could
encourage her body to accept the powers
and to create an energy pulse
that would burn out
the Tech-Men's mind-control for good.
-Save everyone.
-But?
But it's risky. She might not survive.
Then no.
Agreed. She's unconscious.
She can't choose for herself.
Explain to these children
that sacrifices are inevitable.
No. The team is right.
If we force this on her,
we're no better than the Tech-Men,
using people as machines.
You've always been too risk-averse.
My city must be freed,
no matter what the cost--
[metallic clunk]
This isn't your city. It's all of ours.
Message received.
There has to be another way.
Plan B, we sneak into Rook Tower,
destroy Kane's control device,
and beat up all the Tech-Men
before they can set up another one.
You want us to beat up all the Tech-Men?
Like all Every single one of them?
A simple, but possibly effective plan.
One big problem.
Remember,
the Tech-Men's mind-control device
is based on one of my original designs.
Your point?
Right now, their control over people
is based on continuous transmission.
But in a few hours,
everyone will have been exposed
for so long that the control
will be permanent.
We can't mess this up.
Look, guys, I know this will be hard.
And some of us might not survive.
But if we don't stop Kane, we lose
Charter City forever. Who's with me?
[groans]
Time to take down the Tech-Men.
Sleeping on the job, guys?
Kane will be so mad!
Tech-Men, eliminate the intruders!
They walked right through the front door?
I thought you trained them,
how stupid could they be?
You have no idea.
But it looks like they overcame
the SmartMark's mental controls,
which means they must be working
with someone else.
Send a battalion
to search every inch of this tower, now!
What for, sir?
If I know anything
about the Flex Fighters,
this fight is just a distraction,
and the real danger
is hiding somewhere inside this building.
[chirrups]
I thought Kane found
all your secret tunnels.
Not all. Kane's smart,
but guess who's smarter?
We have to hurry.
The Flex Fighters won't be able to keep
the attention on themselves for long.
I think you underestimate
just how obnoxious they can be.
Let's just focus on getting upstairs
to shut that machine down
before Kane's control
hits a hundred percent.
[grunts]
Okay, guys, use our training!
Quadruple-In-Your-Face-Whammy!
I'm guessing Omni-Mass named this move.
Is it me, or are we literally
and figuratively kicking their butts?
Oh, yeah, we're finally working
like the team Kane wanted us to be,
- to take him down.
- Irony.
[hisses and whirs]
Uh-oh. What now?
Access Target Lock.
[grunts]
Oh, no one slimes my best friend!
[grunts]
Two of us down.
Blindstrike,
we need to adapt our strategy.
We are severely outnumbered.
We can't help them,
we're only getting one shot
at shutting Kane's machine down. Come on.
[laser-fire]
Blindstrike!
[mechanical whir]
[all cheer]
[grunts]
This wasn't the plan, was it?
Well done, my Tech-Men.
This stops now.
[laughs] What are you gonna do, old lady?
Seriously. What is she gonna do?
Haven't you been listening?
I told you, Dr C. trained me.
Whoa!
Keep firing!
I am never talking back to her again!
The Flex Fighters are getting crushed!
I don't think
that's the Flex Fighters screaming.
Freeze!
You are coming with us.
So Kane misses me? How sweet.
-Dr. Cleo.
-Mr. Kane.
[metallic clunk]
[crackles]
[cock guns]
[grunts]
I respect your effort,
but it's over now, Dr. Cleo.
[grunts]
Jonathan Rook. You have failed.
The Tech-Men, the former Epsilon Society
you so boldly rejected
is moments away from complete control
over your beloved city.
[grunts]
We lost, didn't we? This is the worst.
I'm not even gonna get to say goodbye
to my family, to Erika.
Erika, that's it.
Dude, have you cracked?
She's not only not here, she's in a coma!
But we could reach her. Her coma state,
it's just like a dream state, right?
Now this is my kind of crazy talk.
Blindstrike, do you still have any of that
knockout gas in your armor somewhere?
A little bit. But I don't know
how you'd replicate Dr. C's actions
that put us in the dreamscape.
Erika is hooked up to our comms.
If I can pulse my goggles the moment
you hit me with the gas,
it's the only chance we have.
[metallic clunk]
[coughs]
No! It didn't work!
Now what are we gonna do?
Oh, hey, er, Jake.
Weird. I didn't expect to see you here.
I didn't exactly expect to be here.
Um, this is kind of awkward,
and I don't know how to say it but
I need to ask you to save the city.
Save the city? How?
The serum that put you into this place,
it could give you powers,
if you were to let your body accept them.
I've seen what having superpowers
has done to all of you.
You're always hiding,
always fighting some monster.
If you had a choice,
if you had to do it over again,
would you accept your powers?
Until I had these powers,
I was just a busy kid,
going from one activity to the next.
I thought that's what I was supposed
to be doing.
But now I realize, this,
this is what I'm supposed to be doing.
But if you choose to accept your powers,
it's risky.
We don't exactly know what'll happen
if you do this.
So there's a chance this idea
won't work at all?
And what would happen to me?
I I don't know.
Stretch?
You should be pleased, Dr. Cleo.
You wanted Rook taken down,
and that's what I've done.
This is all kinds of bad.
[chirrups]
[muffled grunt]
[groans]
-Stretch, what happened?
-We are about to see something epic.
[grunts]
[loud whoosh]
[all groan]
[groans]
What is that?
-Six, what is that thing?
-I don't know, but whatever it is,
it's wiping out the SmartMark controls,
obliterating it.
We have no chance.
This is a Situation Zeta.
She did it.
All Tech-Men, Order Zeta.
Repeat, Order Zeta.
This is not over.
With all due respect, sir,
we must cut our losses.
Grrr
This is Number One. I repeal the Order
Zeta, I repeat, repeal the Hmm?
Repeal this. Boss.
[groans]
Oh, no, Erika!
[gasps] Nathan?
Wow, this has been a weird day.
[chirrups]
Jonathan, we fulfilled our part.
Time for you to fulfill yours.
I'm releasing the video to the world.
It's time they know the truth.
Hate to be the bearer of bad news,
but I erased all traces of that video
back in your mobile lab.
I've got my city back, my company back.
And you are not going to stop me.
I expected you would try something
like this.
If you won't willingly show that video,
we'll force you to confess, live.
[beeps]
[chuckles]
I prepare for everything, Racine.
You should know that by now.
[beeps]
[beeps]
You won't be able to hide
from me this time.
Whatever that gas was,
she's not waking up.
We'll find a way to get her back.
And stop Rook together, for good.
Whoa. The Parks?
What's going on here?
I'm in trouble, aren't I?
No, son. Look, we know the idea of moving
has been harder on you
this time than usual.
You've finally found some friends here.
So we sort of made a deal.
Any interest in living with Nathan
and us for the rest of the school year?
Well, all right!
Hey. How, er, are you?
I thought I drained all the energy
I had in my blast but, well
So
So
It's funny now. I used to sit in the quad
and make up all these stories in my head
about what you were really like.
-Boy, was I wrong.
-[laughs]
I thought you were boring and lame
and always played by the rules.
So, I guess, nothing is what we expected.
No. But I realize now,
despite all the danger
that I would not wanna have it
any other way.
Well, all of that must have been
a truly frightening experience.
I won't lie, it was.
The Flex Fighters, when they betrayed me,
gave all of our secrets to the Tech-Men,
giving them a chance
to take over the city.
But with the help of Officer Reynolds,
my new Head of Security,
he and I were able
to single-handedly defeat them.
[squeaks open]
Meow!
Evening, Cat.
[muffled grunts]
[squelches]
Growing up in this city,
on the streets of Old Town,
I saw the worst mankind had to offer.
Chaos. Disorder.
I vowed to make it all change.
To make it all better.
All these years, working in secret,
rising up the ranks of the Tech-Men.
It was all leading to this day.
Order has finally been established
in Charter City.
No child will have to fear
for their safety again.
The people owe you the greatest of debts,
Number One,
for liberating them
from the chaos of their lives.
This is the control and security
we have sacrificed our identities
to create.
Our hold might be tenuous
but soon, all of this will be permanent.
[bell rings]
Guys, wake up or something.
-Please do not detain us, friend.
-Our duty is to study.
Wrong. You two are superheroes.
Your duty is to stop all this craziness.
Somewhere in your hazy brainwashing,
I know you know that.
Jake, the world doesn't need
the Flex Fighters anymore.
Charter City only needs order.
This conversation
is not the best use of our time.
We risk being late to class.
[sighs]
Am I the only one in the city not affected
by the SmartMark mind-control?
What is going on? Hold it.
No SmartMark zombie would graffiti.
It's against the law.
Is someone reaching out to us?
A message?
Well, at this rate,
what do I have to lose?
[earpiece chirrups]
Stretch Monster's old lair? Huh?
Hmm.
Hello? I found your arrows,
whoever you are!
-If this is a trap--
-[Officer Reynolds] Don't move!
Officer Reynolds?
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! ♪
Reynolds,
you left the secret trail of arrows?
Yep, and if you followed it,
that's enough proof for me
you aren't under Tech-Men control either.
Phew. Because for a second,
I was all, eh, but, okay, yeah.
I knew if anyone was still awake,
it'd be the Flex Fighters.
One of the Flex Fighters.
Do you know why it's only us two
when the rest of the city?
Goop?
Flexarium-derived ceptio-arcide,
to be specific. Exposure makes you immune.
-How do you know that?
-I was searching in the Old Library
for anything I could find
on the Epsilon Society, or the Tech-Men,
when these two old guys came in.
Um, excuse me, sirs.
But if you've found something,
I'd like to help.
It was a paper submitted
to the Epsilon Society
by a young Jonathan Rook.
The Tech-Men used his prototype
to control the city.
The paper outlines how mind-control works.
And how ceptio-arcide
is the only blocking agent.
So you came here?
I found chemical shipment records
and knew what I needed was here.
I made myself immune,
but before I could help anyone else,
that wave hit, and everyone turned,
whether they had a SmartMark or not.
Well, I was certainly exposed
to enough Ceptio-arca-whatsit
when I battled that Living Flexarium Army.
Even more than the other Flex Fighters,
I guess.
But there's only enough
of the chemical left to cure a few people.
Then we just cure the team we need
to take the Tech-Men down.
Do you know where Dr. C and Rook are?
They're mindlessly working in a lab.
Then you need to wake them up.
I know where the other Flex Fighters are,
I'll take care of them.
Riya, er,
Principal Wilson asked to see you.
I always obey authority figures.
Let me apologize in advance.
Agh!
-Yah!
-[grunts]
Hey! I already apologized!
-I am angry!
-I can tell.
I haven't felt anger since
Aargh!
The Tech-Men.
They took control of my mind.
No one gets to take control of me.
What do we do next?
Are you sure it's okay for us
to open this closet?
I wouldn't want to get in trouble.
The Mayor called
and said you have to look inside.
You've been gooped!
It's in my mouth! Why always the mouth?
Did I just say,
"I didn't like getting in trouble?"
What is wrong with me?
Nothing. Not anymore.
Dr. C, the amount of fulfillment
I receive by working with you
is minimally sufficient.
I feel a similar basic level
of contentment, Jonathan.
Delivery. Number Six says
you should open them immediately.
We are happy to comply.
[mechanical whir]
-What is this?
-I suggest you both come with me.
Are you sure Kane can't find us here?
This old safe house of mine
is off the grid.
That's why I brought their friend here
when we found out how sick she was.
My gear's enabled me to hook her vitals
into our communications grid
to monitor her.
Rook, we need you to produce
more of that Flexarium-variant compound.
We used all of it from the Monster Factory
to wake you guys up.
Sure, making more
would be totally possible.
If you hadn't erased my InfoGem.
Without that
-There's gotta be a way to make more.
-Not quickly enough.
But there's still a way to save the city.
Right here.
What about Erika?
You all know I was experimenting
in creating powers in humans.
Smokestack, Multi-Farious, Circuit-Stream.
All empowered by chemical variations
of Flexarium.
I don't know how,
but this girl's been exposed
to one of those chemicals I created.
Are you saying she has superpowers now?
What kind of powers?
In theory,
the ability to send out pulses of energy.
Even with her unconscious, we could
encourage her body to accept the powers
and to create an energy pulse
that would burn out
the Tech-Men's mind-control for good.
-Save everyone.
-But?
But it's risky. She might not survive.
Then no.
Agreed. She's unconscious.
She can't choose for herself.
Explain to these children
that sacrifices are inevitable.
No. The team is right.
If we force this on her,
we're no better than the Tech-Men,
using people as machines.
You've always been too risk-averse.
My city must be freed,
no matter what the cost--
[metallic clunk]
This isn't your city. It's all of ours.
Message received.
There has to be another way.
Plan B, we sneak into Rook Tower,
destroy Kane's control device,
and beat up all the Tech-Men
before they can set up another one.
You want us to beat up all the Tech-Men?
Like all Every single one of them?
A simple, but possibly effective plan.
One big problem.
Remember,
the Tech-Men's mind-control device
is based on one of my original designs.
Your point?
Right now, their control over people
is based on continuous transmission.
But in a few hours,
everyone will have been exposed
for so long that the control
will be permanent.
We can't mess this up.
Look, guys, I know this will be hard.
And some of us might not survive.
But if we don't stop Kane, we lose
Charter City forever. Who's with me?
[groans]
Time to take down the Tech-Men.
Sleeping on the job, guys?
Kane will be so mad!
Tech-Men, eliminate the intruders!
They walked right through the front door?
I thought you trained them,
how stupid could they be?
You have no idea.
But it looks like they overcame
the SmartMark's mental controls,
which means they must be working
with someone else.
Send a battalion
to search every inch of this tower, now!
What for, sir?
If I know anything
about the Flex Fighters,
this fight is just a distraction,
and the real danger
is hiding somewhere inside this building.
[chirrups]
I thought Kane found
all your secret tunnels.
Not all. Kane's smart,
but guess who's smarter?
We have to hurry.
The Flex Fighters won't be able to keep
the attention on themselves for long.
I think you underestimate
just how obnoxious they can be.
Let's just focus on getting upstairs
to shut that machine down
before Kane's control
hits a hundred percent.
[grunts]
Okay, guys, use our training!
Quadruple-In-Your-Face-Whammy!
I'm guessing Omni-Mass named this move.
Is it me, or are we literally
and figuratively kicking their butts?
Oh, yeah, we're finally working
like the team Kane wanted us to be,
- to take him down.
- Irony.
[hisses and whirs]
Uh-oh. What now?
Access Target Lock.
[grunts]
Oh, no one slimes my best friend!
[grunts]
Two of us down.
Blindstrike,
we need to adapt our strategy.
We are severely outnumbered.
We can't help them,
we're only getting one shot
at shutting Kane's machine down. Come on.
[laser-fire]
Blindstrike!
[mechanical whir]
[all cheer]
[grunts]
This wasn't the plan, was it?
Well done, my Tech-Men.
This stops now.
[laughs] What are you gonna do, old lady?
Seriously. What is she gonna do?
Haven't you been listening?
I told you, Dr C. trained me.
Whoa!
Keep firing!
I am never talking back to her again!
The Flex Fighters are getting crushed!
I don't think
that's the Flex Fighters screaming.
Freeze!
You are coming with us.
So Kane misses me? How sweet.
-Dr. Cleo.
-Mr. Kane.
[metallic clunk]
[crackles]
[cock guns]
[grunts]
I respect your effort,
but it's over now, Dr. Cleo.
[grunts]
Jonathan Rook. You have failed.
The Tech-Men, the former Epsilon Society
you so boldly rejected
is moments away from complete control
over your beloved city.
[grunts]
We lost, didn't we? This is the worst.
I'm not even gonna get to say goodbye
to my family, to Erika.
Erika, that's it.
Dude, have you cracked?
She's not only not here, she's in a coma!
But we could reach her. Her coma state,
it's just like a dream state, right?
Now this is my kind of crazy talk.
Blindstrike, do you still have any of that
knockout gas in your armor somewhere?
A little bit. But I don't know
how you'd replicate Dr. C's actions
that put us in the dreamscape.
Erika is hooked up to our comms.
If I can pulse my goggles the moment
you hit me with the gas,
it's the only chance we have.
[metallic clunk]
[coughs]
No! It didn't work!
Now what are we gonna do?
Oh, hey, er, Jake.
Weird. I didn't expect to see you here.
I didn't exactly expect to be here.
Um, this is kind of awkward,
and I don't know how to say it but
I need to ask you to save the city.
Save the city? How?
The serum that put you into this place,
it could give you powers,
if you were to let your body accept them.
I've seen what having superpowers
has done to all of you.
You're always hiding,
always fighting some monster.
If you had a choice,
if you had to do it over again,
would you accept your powers?
Until I had these powers,
I was just a busy kid,
going from one activity to the next.
I thought that's what I was supposed
to be doing.
But now I realize, this,
this is what I'm supposed to be doing.
But if you choose to accept your powers,
it's risky.
We don't exactly know what'll happen
if you do this.
So there's a chance this idea
won't work at all?
And what would happen to me?
I I don't know.
Stretch?
You should be pleased, Dr. Cleo.
You wanted Rook taken down,
and that's what I've done.
This is all kinds of bad.
[chirrups]
[muffled grunt]
[groans]
-Stretch, what happened?
-We are about to see something epic.
[grunts]
[loud whoosh]
[all groan]
[groans]
What is that?
-Six, what is that thing?
-I don't know, but whatever it is,
it's wiping out the SmartMark controls,
obliterating it.
We have no chance.
This is a Situation Zeta.
She did it.
All Tech-Men, Order Zeta.
Repeat, Order Zeta.
This is not over.
With all due respect, sir,
we must cut our losses.
Grrr
This is Number One. I repeal the Order
Zeta, I repeat, repeal the Hmm?
Repeal this. Boss.
[groans]
Oh, no, Erika!
[gasps] Nathan?
Wow, this has been a weird day.
[chirrups]
Jonathan, we fulfilled our part.
Time for you to fulfill yours.
I'm releasing the video to the world.
It's time they know the truth.
Hate to be the bearer of bad news,
but I erased all traces of that video
back in your mobile lab.
I've got my city back, my company back.
And you are not going to stop me.
I expected you would try something
like this.
If you won't willingly show that video,
we'll force you to confess, live.
[beeps]
[chuckles]
I prepare for everything, Racine.
You should know that by now.
[beeps]
[beeps]
You won't be able to hide
from me this time.
Whatever that gas was,
she's not waking up.
We'll find a way to get her back.
And stop Rook together, for good.
Whoa. The Parks?
What's going on here?
I'm in trouble, aren't I?
No, son. Look, we know the idea of moving
has been harder on you
this time than usual.
You've finally found some friends here.
So we sort of made a deal.
Any interest in living with Nathan
and us for the rest of the school year?
Well, all right!
Hey. How, er, are you?
I thought I drained all the energy
I had in my blast but, well
So
So
It's funny now. I used to sit in the quad
and make up all these stories in my head
about what you were really like.
-Boy, was I wrong.
-[laughs]
I thought you were boring and lame
and always played by the rules.
So, I guess, nothing is what we expected.
No. But I realize now,
despite all the danger
that I would not wanna have it
any other way.
Well, all of that must have been
a truly frightening experience.
I won't lie, it was.
The Flex Fighters, when they betrayed me,
gave all of our secrets to the Tech-Men,
giving them a chance
to take over the city.
But with the help of Officer Reynolds,
my new Head of Security,
he and I were able
to single-handedly defeat them.
[squeaks open]
Meow!
Evening, Cat.
[muffled grunts]
[squelches]