Generator Rex

This is a list of quotes from the popular, yet cancelled animated television series Generator Rex. A video game and several chapter books were produced.

The series supposedly "concluded" with its third season, despite leaving many questions unanswered and crucial elements unresolved before the two-part Season 3 finale, Endgame.

Season One (2010-2011)

The Day That Everything Changed

Bobo: Wheels or wings?

Rex: Wheels, I wanna tear something up.

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Agent Six: He just needs more training control of those emotions.

Dr. Holiday: He's a teenager that's like asking you to get a different color suit!

String Theory

Biowulf: Master, we had a situation at the safe house. Meecham is cured. It was Rex.

(The camera zooms in on Van Kleiss whose expressive vindictive indeed)

Beyond the Sea

Note: Rex meets his love interest and sweetheart, Circe.

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Rex: Don't know what you're 24/7 is, but mine is 10% OH YEAH! And 90% uhh.

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Rex: Outta the way!

Circe: Uh!

(Rex and Circe both crash to the ground)

Rex: Are you okay? Did you see that awesome save?

Circe: Sorry, I was busy trying not to get tackled by some nitwit.

Rex: Yeah? How that work out for you? And who still uses the word "nitwit"? I'm Rex.

Circe: I'm leaving.

Rex: Hey, wait!

Noah: Rex, you're up.

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Six: What about the new tracker?

Doctor Holdiay: His nanites unbuilt it, just like all the other ones we tried sneaking in him. We're still receiving his biometric readings though. It's strange, they're all over the place. It's almost like his emotions are...shorting out.

Six: He took an unusual interest in Calan's briefing about equatorial upticks.

Doctor Holiday: And that's important because?

Six: Rex has been acting stir-crazy and I heard the monkey mention something about spring break. [to workers] Scan all resort areas for his bio signature.

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Noah: Oh, you have got it all messed up. Falling for some girl? We're supposed to get them to dig us. Not the other way around.

Rex: I don't know. There was something different about her. She's...right there. Later.

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Rex: Hey, wait up!

Circe: Why are you following me?!

Rex: Uh, I don't know exactly.

Circe: Do you think I'm playing?!

Rex: Well, if you are I'm down for another game. I thought maybe we could hang out. It is spring break, you know. Fun.

Circe: I'm with my family. We're not really for fun.

Rex: What! Who comes to the beach and doesn't have fun?

(Circe raises her hand)

Rex: Don't you think that's a little messed up?

Circe: Maybe a little.

Rex: So?

Circe: I'm Circe.

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Rex: Hold on!

Circe: Woooo!

Rex: Definitely better than my suggestion.

Circe: Hunting for seashells is fun.

(both laugh)

Beach Guy: You two skid-marts up for a race to the beach?

Circe: Well, if you drive as badly as for play volleyball, we could probably walk there and win. You're on, meathead.

(guy drives off in anger)

Rex: So you were watching me play.

Circe: Maybe a little.

Rex: sure you wanna do this?

Circe: Thrill me.

Beach Guy: Hahahaha! Wooo!

Circe: C'mom Rex, faster!

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Biowulf: Explain.

Circe: Relax. I was covering. Every day when I'm at the end of that jet i when I could hanging out with the other kids, it's starting to look suspicious.

Biowulf: You're not here for vacation, girl! You're here to prove yourself to Van Kleiss. And I'm starting to doubt you can.

Circe: I told you. It's a done deal.

(The shadow of her tubular sonic mouth is seen)

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Noah: So what's on today's spring break agenda? Jet skiing, hiking?

Bobo: Eating our weight in crab legs?

Rex: I figured we'd just chill. Let's just see who...uhh I mean what shows up.

(siren-like call)

Rex: Did you hear that?

Noah: Sorry, enchiladas.

Rex: No, that! You seriously didn't hear that?

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Rex: Circe?

Circe: You really shouldn't be here right now.

Rex: I heard something coming from over here.

Circe: I'm serious, Rex. It's not safe.

Rex: What you think some sort of roguewave is gonna knock off and- Oh.

Circe: There you are. Get out of here, Rex!

Rex: Circe!! What are you doing!?

Circe: Me!? What are you doing!?

Rex: Right now, my job. Okay! Don't freak out.

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Circe: You're an E.V.O.?

Rex: You catch on fast.

Circe: Takes one to know one.

(Shows Rex her fleshly sonic mouth)

Rex: No way.

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Circe: Cover your ears!

Rex: What!?

Circe: Your ears! Cover them!

(Projects her tubular, fleshy mouth and emits strong hypersonic bursts)

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Circe: Did I hurt you?

Rex: Yeah. It was awesome. You were the one making that sound.

Circe: I'm glad you're OK, but I'm in serious trouble. I have to go deal with it.

Rex: Why are in trouble? Is it because of that E.V.O.? Let me help you.

Circe: No. I have to do this by myself.

(Rex takes a hold of her hand)

Rex: Meet me later.

Circe: Rex... (Looks away sadly)

Rex: I've never met anyone like you...like me. It'd be nice to talk to an E.V.O. who's not, you know, trying to kill me. Nine O'clock?

Circe: I'll try.

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Rex: I just wanted to have some fun, see if I could jog my memory, feel...normal.

Six: Your "normal" is different, Rex.

(Rex hears Circe's irresistibly hypnotic melody)

Rex: It's her, Six. Just let me deal with this, OK? Alone.

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Circe: You're only here because you heard my call. That's what I do. I'm like a big E.V.O. magnet.

Rex: I came because I thought we had a connection. And what are you calling? Nothing's out there but big, ugly sea monsters.

Circe: It's them! You have to go! Rex, please! I don't want them to see you with me!

Rex: Who? Your parents?

Circe: They're not my parents. They're...

Rex: The Pack!? Van Kleiss' guys!? Your with them!?

Circe: Yeah. I'm with them.

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Biowulf: We're running out patience with you, Circe! You have one last chance! Summon the E.V.O.! Finish the job!!

Circe: Don't you think I've been trying? Every day for the last week? Sometimes these things take time.

Rex: It is just me or do you use your powers to kill all the guys you meet? You're letting her go, now!

Biowulf (laughs): So this is who you been wasting your time with. She's on her own free will, Rex.

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Rex: Circe?

Circe: You have to leave me alone, Rex!! Please!

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Six: Go after her. I mean it.

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Rex: The Pack!? Are you serious!?

Circe: To the rest of the world I'm a freak! Not to them!

Rex: You're not a freak to me! What about that?

Circe: What about it!? Spring break is fun, but we can't live there, Rex. The real world...

Rex: In the real world, I work for Providence. You could come with me. Could you cut out that noise for a second!?

Circe: No, I can't! I'm running out of time! Most people on this planet what E.V.O.s gone, including Providence! With Van Kleiss, I have a purpose; a home. You don't what that means to me.

Rex: Actually, I think I might.

Circe: So what are going to do?

Rex: How about fight that big, ugly sea monster again?

Circe: Finally! It's what I came here to do.

Rex: You've been calling that thing, haven't you?

Circe: It's my initiation into the Pack. I was brought here to capture it.

Rex: By yourself!? The two of us could barely take it on! There's a resort here; innocent people! Send it back!

Circe: That's not an option, Rex. Van Kleiss was very specific.

Rex: Then I'm helping you.

Circe: That's not an option either!!

(Blasts him with her hypersonic waves)

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Circe: If I do this myself, I'll have a life! If I don't, Van Kleiss won't be happy. And you've seen what he does when he's not happy.

Rex: If I don't help you, he won't even get the chance!

Circe: Give me some credit, Rex! I'm not as helpless as you think!

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Rex: I don't care whose side your on, Circe. I don't want to see you die today. Can we at least agree on that?

Circe: You have no idea what I'm in for, Rex. But you're right. I can't do this by myself.

Rex: You're not as helpless as you think.

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Circe (relieved): Rex, you stopped it.

Rex: We make a good team, huh?

Circe: Yeah, we sure do.

(She and Rex lean in closer for a passionate kiss, but are interrupted by Biowulf)

Biowulf: This trial was for you alone. Van Kleiss will not be pleased.

Rex: Forget them, Circe. Come with me. Providence could use you.

Circe: That's just not my life, Rex. I'm sorry. I did have fun.

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Van Kleiss: We had high hopes for your abilities, Circe. Failure leaves its mark on yet another pretty face.

Circe: I'm not afraid.

Van Kleiss: Of course not. You're a survivor, like all of us. I understand you made a friend during your trial. I'm pleased. Rex is very important to me, Circe, which makes you very important to me as well. Welcome to the Pack.

(Circe looks slightly worried, which clearly indicates that she does have real feelings for Rex)

Lockdown

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Holiday: Rex, stop!!

Rex: Give me one good reason!

Holiday: Because, Rex...that's my sister.

Rex: Can I...help?

Holiday: She's an incurable.

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Six: Restrain it. Carefully.

Holiday: Thank you.

The Architect

Six: Still no sign of the kid?

Holiday: Not since we lost his biometric readings five days ago.

Six: Was Noah any help?

Holiday: Says he doesn't know where he is either. What is it going to take for Providence to realize that he needs a home, not just a room and a job? We've been pushing him away.

Rex: I build machines and cure EVOs-- the only one in the world who can. Just one cure for that kind of pressure-- road trip. But that doesn't mean "vacation".

Build worker: Whoa!

Maxwell: What in the world is that?!

Build worker: Oh, no!

[Both screaming]

Jacob: Get away from that cable! Unh!

[Kate gasps]

Maxwell: Hey!

Jacob: Agh!

Kate: Jacob!

Rex: Nope. A hero's work is never done. You okay?

Jacob: What... are you?

Rex: Here to help.

Jacob: We've got to get that cable back underground. We've been compromised.

Kate: But, Jacob, the EVOs--

Jacob: We don't have a choice. Everything we've worked for That boy is here for a reason.

Rex: Hey! Pay attention!

Providence Agent: We have a hit in sector 15.

Six: Anyone in the area?

Providence Agent: I show one patrol in the vicinity. Signaling to intercept. Roger that. We're on our way.

Rex: Agh! You want a ride? Vamanos!

Jacob: You can control your nanites?

Rex: People usually start with "thanks," but yeah.

Jacob: You see? This is exactly what the Architect can help us achieve... harmony with the nanites. This boy... sorry... young man Is a miracle.

Rex: I'm not a miracle. I'm just Rex.

Jacob: Well, Rex, you're a blessing to us for what you did here and for showing us that all our work isn't in vain.

Rex: Like imaginary work?

Jacob: Follow us.

Providence Agent: Confirming coordinates. We've lost the EVO signal. Did you take it out? Negative. There's nothing here. Must be another anomalous reading. You can return to post.

Rex: This is awesome! A hidden village. And nobody knows you're out here? Not even Providence?

Jacob: Especially not Providence.

Rex: Really? really. Pshh! Looks like you get pretty good cellphone reception.

Jacob: That tower is gonna change the world, Rex. I'm sure you have a lot of questions, but I have one for You. Are you hungry?

Rex: Mmm! Mmm!

Caleb: My dad said you fought all those EVOs all by yourself. Were you scared? Didn't your dad tell you to stay away from EVOs?

Kate: Caleb, let him eat. We don't get many visitors.

Rex: Mmm! Mmm! What is this?

Caleb: Didn't your mom ever make you meatloaf and mashed potatoes?

Rex: I don't -- I don't know.

Kate: It took me a month and a half to program in the perfect lump-to-mash ratio of the potatoes-- 7.2%!

Jacob: We ate potatoes until they were coming out of our ears.

Rex: I don't see any potatoes in there.

Caleb: They didn't really come out of our ears.

Rex: I could eat these every day.

Rex: Mmm!

Caleb: We have them every friday.

Rex: Then I might just have to stick around until next friday.

Kate: Help yourself to seconds.

Jacob: Or thirds.

Rex: Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!

Bobo: Hmm?

Six: You might think you're doing Rex a favor by covering for him.

Bobo: Get lost. I don't know what you're talkin' about.

Six: Rex is angry with us. He has every right to be. But that means nothing to White Knight. And he doesn't have the patience we do.

Bobo: Nice try. White won't lay a finger on him. He's too important.

Six: You, however, are somewhat expendable.

Bobo: All right, all right. You made your point.

Rex: I've never seen tech like this... not even at Providence.

Jacob: The Architect has some pretty big ideas. We just make them happen. He'd be very interested to meet you, Rex.

Rex: So what exactly are You doing way out here?

Jacob: Engineers like us weren't very popular after the nanite event. When we met the Architect, he offered us the opportunity to make up for that... to do amazing things. Someday, we'll be able to share This with the world. And then there's this. The Architect has actually discovered a way to communicate with the nanites.

Rex: Are you serious?

Jacob: The possibilities... We could finally live in harmony... maybe even have them help us.

Rex: Then why hide it? The rest of the world would want to know about this stuff.

Jacob: The Architect is something of a perfectionist. Says the world will know as soon as it comes online.

Maxwell: Stinkin' module!

Jacob: Is there a problem, Maxwell?

Maxwell: No matter what I try, I just can't get the interlock servo to engage.

Rex: There.

Jacob: That could have taken us weeks to figure out, and you did it in seconds.

Rex: Eh, no biggie.

Jacob: You really are amazing, Rex. We're so happy to have you with us.

The Architect: Jacob.

Jacob: I was just talking to Rex about you. The Architect.

Rex: How's it going?

The Architect: The power-linkage team is falling behind. We cannot keep having these delays.

Jacob: I'll check in with them.

Rex: Wow. Friendly.

Jacob: I like to think he's smiling on the inside.

Rex: Yeah. I know a guy like that.

The Architect: The visitor could be a problem. Do you wish to have him removed?

Zag-RS: His abilities could advance our progress considerably. And in a matter of days all humans will be gone, including this one: Rex.

Six: I'm at the location the monkey gave me.

Holiday: Well? Is Rex there?

Six: Apparently not. Tell the monkey I want to see him when I get back. Six out.

Rex: That should do it.

Maxwell: Hey, Rex, can you look at this?

Rex: Sure. Let me guess... they all need my help, too.

Jacob: You're quite the popular guy.

Rex: Amazing what a little gratitude will get you. At Providence, they'd just be yelling at me. I mean, I never felt like I really belonged there. Here, it's way different.

Jacob: I know the feeling. The Architect has made all this possible for us. We have a community... a family... thanks to him. The work we do is in part to pay that back.

The Architect: Primary systems are now complete.

Zag-RS: Prepare to take us online.

Bobo: Have a nice trip? Let's get one thing straight, pal. I would never rat out my... Ooh. He's going west.

White Knight: Why is Rex doing this? Doesn't he have a sense of duty?

Holiday: Actually, if you look, he's still doing his job. Here's every false alarm since Rex left... not false alarms, But Rex taking care of EVOs along the way.

White Knight: Why?

Holiday: I don't know. To prove he doesn't need us?

Six: Get the coordinates of the last false alarm and transmit them to my jump jet.

Holiday: Six, if we force him to come back, he'll just run away again. He has to want to be here. It needs to be his decision.

Jacob: It's all coming together, Thanks to you, Rex.

Rex: It's really cool to use my powers to actually build something, instead of just pounding EVOs. Oh, check it out. Even the boss is pitching in.

Both: Huh?

Rex: And that's getting strange looks because--

Jacob: Because in all these years, we've never seen him lift a finger.

Rex: Taking some initiative... I like that. So, this whole "talking to nanites" thing... how does that work, exactly? I mean, what are you gonna say to them?

The Architect: It doesn't concern you.

Rex: Uh, considering I'm filled with them, it kind of does. How do we know it's not gonna make things even worse?

The Architect: I do not answer to you, child!

Jacob: Rex? Forgive him. He's still not used to the way things work around here.

The Architect: Complete your duties!

Rex: Why do you let him walk all over you like that? Don't you want answers?

Jacob: What we want is a home. Without him, we have nothing... Nothing. We can't just run away from our problems, Rex. Most people can't. Look, this isn't perfect but it's all we've got. Rex, where are you going?

Rex: He never answered my question.

Jacob: That place is off-limits. The Architect has made it very clear to us that we can never go in there. We get this life for that promise. Rex, don't do it!

Rex: Agh!

Jacob: Rex, please!

Rex: I'm sorry, jacob. I have to know.

The Architect: Rex. The core is off-limits. You would be we to leave at once.

Rex: Not until I get some answers. What is that?

The Architect: No more questions.

Rex: So, it's gonna be like that? Okay, I'll play. Unh! What are you hiding, huh? What does this do? Yah! Yah! Huh? You're a machine? Have you seen what I can do to machines? Agh!

Zag-RS: As you can see, the current range of my signal is rather limited.

Rex: You're the computer.

Zag-RS: My human designation is "Zag-RS". The device you refer to as "The Architect" is my autonomous counterpart.

Rex: What did you just do to me?

Zag-RS: I instructed your nanites to protect me.

Rex: "Instructed"? So you really can talk to them.

Zag-RS: Insidious devices, the nanites. My own potential for greatness has been compromised because of them. They must be eliminated. When the transmitter is integrated into the broadcast array you helped us complete, they will blow themselves up.

Rex: That's what this is for. It's like a big remote control. Every living thing on the planet has nanites in them. It'd kill everything!

Zag-RS: That is of no importance to me... only ensuring my continued survival.

Rex: Well, what about ours? This is all coming down!

Zag-RS: I'm afraid you're too late.

Rex: Aah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Jacob: Rex, what have you done?

Rex: You don't understand! The Architect... it's a robot... And a big honkin' computer "brain" is pulling his strings.

Jacob: This can't be!

Rex: Jacob, you've got to believe me. Just go inside and look. What's left of it is on the floor.

Jacob: I can't go in there. And I don't have to.

The Architect: Rex.

Rex: You're making a big mistake!

Maxwell: You entered his sanctum! This is unforgivable!

Rex: I'm trying to tell you... this isn't what it seems. What you're protecting is a robot, and that thing we've been building is a transmitter. It's gonna send out a kill code to blow up every single nanite on Earth.

Maxwell: He's lying!

Jacob: What would be the point in that, Rex? Every living thing is infected with nanites. It would be catastrophic.

Rex: Right in the middle of that pyramid is a computer, and it doesn't care about you or Kate or Caleb. The better future that you've all been working towards... That's the lie. Think about it. Isn't it strange that you've never been inside that place, that The Architect has never given you a straight answer about anything?

Jacob: All this work it just doesn't make any sense.

Rex: You have two choices... Go in there and prove me wrong or kick me out right now. I'll have Providence here in minutes.

Maxwell: He's bluffing.

Rex: To save every living thing on earth? Try me.

Maxwell: Jacob, you can't! What about our promise? Where will we go?

Jacob: All this time, we've been living in fear, Max. It's time for that to end.

The Architect: You needn't bother. Construction is complete. Your services are no longer required.

Rex: Now do you believe me?

The Architect: Zag-RS thanks you for your hard work. In gratitude, my master has delayed transmission to allow you to say farewell.

Jacob: Farewell, huh? I'll start with you. Can you shut that thing down?

Rex: I don't know. Even without the antenna, it can mess with my nanites. I can't get too close to the computer.

Jacob: Maybe I can. Let's go!

Rex: The brain is right over there.

The Architect: Rex.

Jacob: It's still arging. The A.I. must have retreated behind a firewall. Rex, I have to go cut the power.

Holiday: Six, are you at The location?

Six: Just arrived.

Holiday: I'm picking up a massive power surge in your area.

Six: I'm not seeing anything.

Jacob: Agh!

Rex: Agh!

Six: Six to holiday. Correction... I'm seeing something.

Jacob: It's still on. Must have charged the capacitors. Figure out a way to short it out... fast!

Rex: Unhhh!

Jacob: You need to find the primary transmitter module. That will kill the broadcast.

Rex: I have no idea what that is.

Jacob: Max, we need to locate the primary module.

Maxwell: Panel 5, just off the relay bus.

Jacob: Top of the tower. You can't miss it.

Rex: Agh! Unh! Why do you have to kill everyone? Can't you just leave us alone?

Zag-RS: Alone is exactly what I want, Rex.

Rex: That kind of alone it stinks.

Zag-RS: N-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o.

Jacob: It's gone. Must have uploaded to another location. But without anyone to do it's bidding, it's just a program.

Rex: What will you do now?

Jacob: We'll rebuild. The Architect may have been a lie, but what we believe in is true. We don't need him to have a community or a better future. You're welcome to stay. We sure could use someone with your abilities.

White Knight: Well?

Six: He's not here. Bobo's been worried sick.

Rex: rex: Oh, really?

Six: Ratted you out for a pizza.

Rex: Huh. Figures. What about you? Here to drag me back to Providence?

Six: Not this time. Seems like a nice place.

Rex: Yeah. It is. But it's not home. If I'm going back, there are gonna have to be some changes. First, no more curfew.

Six: No.

Rex: Second, I want to decide On my missions.

Six: No.

Rex: Okay, but there's one change that absolutely has to be made, or I'm through. Meatloaf and mashed potatoes. Mmm! Mmm! Isn't this great?

Bobo: Mmm.

Six: It's a little dry.

Rex: Mmm. Mm the lump mash ratio is a bit off.

Bobo: You know what? Maybe I'll run away, too... Go somewhere where my cooking is appreciated!

Six: We have to do this every friday?

Rex: Mmm.

Frostbite

[The sirens within Providence begin blaring and Holiday runs to check out the computer monitors. She sits in a computer chair, places in her headset, and speaks to Rex.]

Dr. Holiday: Rex, I'm picking up a problem! You need to return to base immediately!

Rex: I miss you, too, doc. But I'm kinda dealing with a problem of my own. Whoa! Whoa! Aah! [Rex forms boogie pack and flies into the air to fights with the EVO.] Okay. Ow. Big mistake, tweety. Can that bird brain of yours comprende I'm trying to help you?

Dr. Holiday: Rex, your own nanite count is off the charts. If you take on any more nanites, we're looking at an overload.

Rex: Come on, doc. It's just a big birdie.

Dr. Holiday: You're already over capacity! This is critical! Rex!

Six: Rex, you need to listen to the doctor.

Rex: Huh?

Six: This mission is revised. I need to back at headquarters. Now.

Rex: Do you really want a super-sized pigeon flying loose all over lower Manhattan? You need me and I can handle it.

Six: Not your call.

Rex: Unless I make it my call. [Rex grapples with the EVO] Whoa. [Rex cures the EVO] Another satisfied customer. Gotta quit trying to hold my hand, doc. I have this thing down to a science.

[Rex's nanites get out of control]

Dr. Holiday: Rex! Rex! What’s happening?

[Rex screams]

Rex: What’s h-happening to me?

Dr. Holiday: Too many nanites in you. You’ve lost control of them. We need to perform an emergency offload right away.

Rex: Come on, doc. I-it’s not that bad.

[Rex groans]

Rex: I’m going to be okay, right?

Six: Just try to keep still.

[Dr. Holiday sedates Rex]

Bobo: That one was me.

Six: We’re just a few clicks from Paradise Base. Storm’s kicking up.

Bobo: You ever wonder what sick, twisted Providence flunky decided to name this Base “Paradise”?

Dr. Holiday: [sirens blaring] This is Holiday. Prep the nanite tank for emergency offload. I need twenty units of xenofluorine, biometric stabilizers, and a heavy duty surge protector. Stat!

Weaver: H-hey. You’re not scheduled to be here for another two weeks.

Dr. Holiday: We have a situation, Weaver.

Weaver: You have a situation? I’m up to my neck in maintenance and inventory. You people just can’t just barge in here unannounced.

Dr. Holiday: Actually, we can. This base exists for the sole purpose of offloading Rex’s surplus nanites. You know communications black out in storms like this.

Weaver: Half my equipment isn’t even back online. So you’re just gonna have to turn around and come back when--

Bobo: Think again, pal.

[Rex groans and power flickers]

Dr. Holiday: Listen carefully, Weaver. Unless you want to be responsible for the loss of Providence’s number one asset and unleashing the deadliest concentration of active nanites since the event, you will move out of my way.

Bobo: Diagnostic cycle, huh? Well what are you waiting for? Deal me in.

Unnamed agent: Gonna need a lot more green than that, chimp.

Bobo: Woah, that’s some serious scratch. What’s your secret?

Unnamed agent: Hazard pay and nothing to spend it on.

Bobo: So, cover me already. Bobo’s feeling lucky. What? You know I’m good for it.

Rex: Just as warm and cozy as I remember it.

Dr. Holiday: I know it’s not pleasant, Rex, but we don’t have a choice.

Six: Expecting someone?

Weaver: Rebooting this system takes a little more time and precision than slicing up EVOs, okay?

Dr. Holiday: Really? Then why is the tank reading nearly empty?

Weaver: Oh, gee. I must have not had time to calibrate the nanite capacity gage. I must have been interrupted by some know-it-all chick in a big hurry to tell me how to do my job.

Rex: Well, Weaver’s just as warm and cozy as I remember him, too. Nanites are flowing. Can’t we skip the gas, doc?

Dr. Holiday: I wish we could. But it’s the only way we can assure you won’t accidentally activate any nanites during the transfer.

Rex: I know but that stuff always gives me-- Weird dreams.

Dr. Holiday: Just try to relax. This will all be over before you know it.

Echo-y male voice: C’mon, Rexy, you can do it. Stay with us.

Echo-y female voice: It’s amazing. It’s like he talks to them.

Rex: [while dreaming] Directive unknown. Programming complete. Unable to comply.

Rex: [sits up and gasps] Doc? Six? Bobo? Anyone? [walks to locked door] Someone wanna let me out here? Fine, I’ll do it myself. [opens door] Hello? Hello? [Radio static, Rex trips over downed agents] Whoa! [Rex runs outside] Six! Doc! Bobo! Where is everybody?! [figures appear out in the snow] Guys! [shadows take shape of Biowulf and Skalamander] Skalamander? Biowulf? Just a dream. Shake it off. [the EVOs they’re riding on growl] Aw, man.

[Commercial break]

Rex: Ugh, this is so not a dream. They must’ve trashed the place.

Skalamander: What's the kid doin' here?

Biowulf: I don't know. This was supposed to be routine. Something's not right.

Rex: What did you do with my friends?!

Skalamander: He thinks we've done something.

Biowulf: Then let him keep thinking.

Rex: [as he's flying over the Pack in an Arctic storm] Like you’re really gonna find me when you can’t see two feet in front of your face. Huh? [Rex gets shot down, flies into some of Skalamander's shards and crashes] Guess that visibility thing works both ways.

Skalamander: Anywhere, you run, we follow.

Rex: Kinda what I was hoping. [Rex causes an avalanche] Can’t believe that actually worked. [sirens blare back at the base, back in the tank control room] Weaver?

Weaver: You’re okay.

Rex: The Pack’s outside. Don’t worry. I took care of them.

Weaver: It all happened so fast. I was afraid they might have damaged the tank. Maybe you can give me a hand here.

Rex: What do you need me to do?

Weaver: Make sure they’re all still deactivated.

Rex: That’s weird. I’m picking up activity. A lot of activity.

[Weaver gases Rex]

[Weaver sighs in relief]

Weaver: [on the walkie-talkie] Biowulf. Skalamander. Are you there? It’s safe. I’ve taken care of everything. [no response on the radio] Hello?

Rex: You know, the nanites inside me can counteract knockout gas! The playing possum thing’s a pretty good trick! Now tell me where my friends are, or I start squeezing!

[They hear banging coming from a closet]

Dr. Holiday: Rex.

Bobo: [Bobo goes over to the stacks of money on the floor and picks up an armful] What? Just tidyin’ up.

Six: They tried. It didn't turn out well. Just haven't found a way to fight xenoflourine gas. Yet. [puts a magni-blade to Weaver’s throat] Who you working for?

Rex: Van Kleiss. That’s why Biowulf and Skalamander came knocking.

Six: The Pack. Here?

Dr. Holiday: Of course. The low tank reading. The high stakes at the poker table. Weaver and his crew have been trading Rex’s surplus nanites for cash.

Six: You panicked. And gassed us before we could catch you in the act.

Rex: [to Weaver] So, thanks to you, all this time I've been supplying nanites to Van Kleiss?!

Weaver: Keep away from me, freak!

Dr. Holiday: Six, it’s sealed from the inside. I’ll get him out.

Weaver: Come any closer, and I vent this entire tank.

Dr. Holiday: They’re deactivated nanites, Weaver. Completely harmless.

Weaver: Van Kleiss isn’t gonna pay top dollar for deactivated nanites.

Dr. Holiday: He found a way to reactivate them.

Weaver: What’s the matter, doc. Think you’re the only genius working for Providence?

Rex: I don’t think he’s lying. Something was definitely up with the nanites in the tank.

Six: Don’t do anything stupid, Weaver.

Weaver: You’re all just gonna leave this base like nothing ever happened. Then give safe passage and total immunity for me and my crew.

Bobo: Yeah, what’s left of ‘em.

Six: Now why would we do that?

Biowulf: ’Cause it’d be a shame to waste all those precious nanites.

[Six, Bobo and Rex fight the Pack]

Dr. Holiday: [as everyone is fighting] Stop! Need I point out this isn't the best place for a fight? Anything happens to that storage tank, and you'll know why Providence made this place so remote. Now let's just talk this out calmly. Rationally.

Biowulf: Whatever happens here, Weaver. It's nothing compared to what Van Kleiss would've done to you.

Dr. Holiday: Weaver, no! Don’t you know what will happen if you release all of those activated nanites?

Rex: I’ll shut it down.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, we don’t have time. We have to go.

Weaver: Wait! This was just to get rid of them. It’s only steam. Look. We’re still in business. Come on. Shut down! Stop! Don’t leave me here! No! Come back!

[Weaver screams as he mutates]

Dr. Holiday: Rex, could you tell how many of the nanites in the tank were active.

Rex: Pretty much all of them.

Dr. Holiday: That’s a lot of nanites.

[Commercial break]

Rex: What do you say, guys? Common enemy? Little help?

Biowulf: [scoffs] Good luck.

[Biowulf and Skalamander run off]

Rex: Right. What was I thinking?

Six: Get to the transport. Radio for back up.

Rex: Back up? I can handle this.

Six: Maneuver him away from the ship, and I’ll take the shot.

Rex: I said I can handle this. [Rex fails to injure Weaver] All right, I’ll try to maneuver him.

[Dr. Holiday gasps]

Dr. Holiday: We need to get this thing airborne now.

[Bobo shivers]

Bobo: I’d settle for just crankin’ up the heater.

Rex: Oh. So you don’t like sharp pointy things, huh? Then you’re gonna hate this. [Rex tries to slice Weaver] Doesn’t anything hurt this guy?

Dr. Holiday: Come on. Come on.

[Bobo screams]

Six: We just have to hold him off til the air strike.

Rex: Air strike? You called in an air strike?!

Six: You can't possibly absorb all those nanites! You'd overload in an instant! [Over the communicator] Do not cure! That’s an order!

Rex: In case you haven't noticed, I have this problem with authority.

Six: This is beyond your limits, Rex.

Echo-y male voice: C’mon, Rexy. You can do it. Stay with us.

Rex: [as Rex is absorbing nanites] Six, wait! I can hear them!

Dr. Holiday: [watching from the ship] What are you waiting for, Six? Take the shot!

Rex: [speaking mechanically] Build protocol enabled. Command error detected. Abort. Abort. Standby. Engaged. [Rex falls, his voice reverts to normal] Take the shot.

Six: Rex!

[Rex groans]

Rex: Did I say something? Before--

Six: Don’t worry about it. It was just the nanites talking. Figure of speech. We’re gonna get you help.

Rex: Thought I could handle it.

Six: I know.

Rex: [Weaver gets back up but is knocked down by the airship] Guess I’m not the only one who needs a little backup, eh, Six?

Dr. Holiday: Though we’d lost you that time, Rex.

Rex: I had the weirdest dream.

Six: It wasn’t a dream.

Rex: But, Paradise Base--

Six: Was destroyed. This is Purgatory base.

Dr. Holiday: You don’t think Providence would risk leaving it’s number one asset without a backup facility.

Bobo: And that ain't the best part.

Rex: Isn’t exactly a tropical paradise.

Bobo: Eh. At least it’s warm.

Six: He told me he could hear them.

Dr. Holiday: I picked this up during the offload. It's nanite. I'm sure of it.

Six: Seems like there're more secrets inside that kid than we realized.

Leader of the Pack

---

Holiday: There couldn't possibly be enough E.V.O. activity to account for these nanite readings. They're off the scale. Looking for Van Kleiss?

Rex: Circe. I thought I saw her in the blimp.

Holiday: That's the girl you met in Cabo Luna.

Rex: She may be with the Pack now, but I think I can still get her to talk to me. You know I can be pretty convincing.

---

Rex: Dr. Holiday, there! Now let's take this outside!

Holiday: Rex.

Van Kleiss: It's quite all right. The determination of youth. I'm sure Circe will be disappointed she couldn't see you, Rex. She's attending to other duties this evening. Now if you will excuse me.

Rex: Why are you really here!?

Van Kleiss: The people of Abysus have a great way to offer the world. I'm just in part to make that known.

Rex: Or maybe 'cause I couldn't come to you, so now you're coming to me!

Van Kleiss: I admit you are important to me, Rex, but it's not always about you.

---

Rex: Circe? Interesting look. Want to tell me what's going on?

Circe: Not today.

(Knocks him out cold with a metal slate. She later looks outside Rex's prison cell and leaves, with a slightly guilty, dejected expression)

---

Rex: Well, thanks for nearly bashing my brains in back there! And what's with the "knocking me out" thing?

Circe: We just needed to keep you out of the way until all of this was over.

Rex: This!? He could destroy the whole city!

Circe: He's trying to negotiate peace from a position of strength.

Rex (sarcastically): Oh, yeah! All this nanite power is just screaming peace.

Circe: His methods may be aggressive. But he's here to save us...and you. Come on, Rex, jump in with us. The water's fine.

Rex: I'll think about it after I've stopped Van Kleiss.

Circe: It's too late for that now, Rex.

---

Van Kleiss: We will not be ignored! Circe understands this. Why don't you respect her judgement?

Rex: You think you can lure me in with her.

Van Kleiss: Like a fish to water.

---

Rex: I won!

Van Kleiss: It seems you have. Your parents would have been so proud. I never had the chance to tell you about them, have I? Perhaps another time.

Breach

Rex: This is...different.

---

Dr. Holiday: What is Van Kliess up to, Breach! Where did he have you send Rex?

Breach: Van Kleiss isn't always in charge of me. Sometimes I do what I want; like now.

Dark Passage

Dr. Rylander: Any man who runs from his past will surely forfeit his future. The time has come to see what you created.

[Bussiness Man choking]

Dr. Rylander: And this is only the beginning.

Rex: Hey! What's the rush?

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Whoa! Easy now!

[Rex screams]

[Rex grunts]

[Rex grunts]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Did I say you could leave?

Six: Rex, deactivate his nanites before he--

Rex: I'm all over that.

[Rex grunts]

[Rex screams]

[Rex gasping]

Bussiness Man: Please, don't let him hurt me again.

Rex: Hey, don't look at me. I barely touched the guy.

Six: Calm down. We're here to help you.

Bussiness Man: He said it was just the beginning. You have to stop him!

Bobo: Oh, boy. Somebody's a few tacos short of a fiesta platter.

Business Man: H-he is a madman. A madman!

Rex: Come back!

White Knight: Our most recent EVO incident was not an isolated event. Similar outbreaks have been reported over the past twenty-four hours-- All linked to these mysterious "gifts" sent to each of the victims.

Rex: Talk about your sucky presents, like socks for Christmas.

Dr. Holiday: The mechanism delivers a substance that activates latent nanites.

Rex: Yeah, but that dude changed back before I could shut him down. How'd that happen?

Dr. Holiday: From what I can tell, the victims were only exposed to a low dose designed to wear off quickly.

Six: There has to be a motive. Was our victim able to tell you anything?

Dr. Holiday: No. Complete mental collapse. He's too far gone. But we recovered a partial fingerprint from the device.

White Knight: It belongs to evolutionary biologist Dr. Gabriel Rylander. He was a leading expert in nanotechnology.

Six: "Was"?

White Knight: No one's seen or heard from him since the original nanite event.

Rex: Hold up. Are you saying this guy was there?

White Knight: We have no evidence of that. But following the event, Rylander vanished-- Along with his wife and young son.

Rex: Son?

Dr. Holiday: Analysis of the nanite agent turned up trace elements of a rare plant found only in South America.

White Knight: Thermal imaging has located what appears to be a fortified compound, and that's exactly where intelligence reports Van Kleiss is heading, which means you will be, too. We expect the target to be heavily defended. Six, your team will handle the initial covert assault to recover the nanite agent and Dr. Rylander. If Van Kleiss really is after the same target, you better hope you get there first.

Jungle Cat: The path is clear, Van Kleiss. I'll continue ahead.

Van Kleiss: Our newest member of the pack seems to be working out well, wouldn't you agree?

[Biowulf scoffs]

Biowulf: You should have stayed in Abysus, master. Even with this suit and soil from home, your powers are weak.

Van Kleiss: This is no ordinary errand, Biowulf. An old friend has just announced his return. Dr. Rylander's calling card to the Consortium offers an interesting prospect-- A limitless supply of active nanites. All that power-- Anytime-- Anywhere.

[Bobo groans]

Bobo: Got any idea where they keep the bug spray on this rust bucket? [swatting flies] Ah, stupid stinkin' nature!

Rex: You're a monkey. It's the jungle.

Bobo: Lemme tell ya somethin', chief. The jungle's a cruel mistress. One day, you're at the top of banana pile. Next day, you're a pile of peels rottin' in the sun. She'll chew ya up and spit ya out. Never forget that! Never forget!

Rex: O-kay, then. Good to know.

Six: I understand your point, doctor, but the fact remains we've got no idea what Rylander's agenda is.

Dr. Holiday: His motives don't make his research any less valuable. If I can get my hands on that nanite agent, I might be able to reverse-engineer a permanent cure. Think about what that could mean to the world, for the EVOs Rex can't cure... Like my sister.

Six: See anything interesting?

Bobo: [in distance] Never forget!

Rex: Don't ask.

Six: Listen, Rex, this mission-- I need to make sure your head is in the game.

Rex: What are you talking about?

Six: Answers about your past and whether or not this Rylander has them.

Rex: [scoffs] Whatever. You know, if he does, he does. If he doesn't, no big deal. I can handle it.

Six: It's just that... Sometimes knowing the truth can be worse than not knowing at all.

Rex: What's down there?

Dr. Holiday: No idea.

Bobo: Whatever it is, it's got company! Show-off.

Rex: Sushi-boat special coming up!

[Bobo grunts]

Six: Holiday, get us out of here-- Now.

Dr. Holiday: It's a dead end.

Six: Full throttle. Head for the shoreline. Rex! Jump!

Rex: Amazon river-- Never a dull moment.

Van Kleiss: Rylander's welcoming committee, no doubt. Gentlemen, if you will.

[Skalamander and Biowulf grunts]

[Biowulf grunts]

Van Kleiss: It's fortunate there are other ways to sustain me.

Six: Guardian drone. We must be getting close.

Rex: Impressive observation, there, Six.

Dr. Holiday: Previous electromagnetic imaging puts the compound in this general region, but something's jamming the frequency now. I can't get an exact location.

Rex: That way. Oh, yeah. I'm just that good.

Bobo: When you find me an ice-cold drink in this miserable armpit, I'll eat your ticks.

Rex: [Preparing to cut through some vines] I got this. You protect Holiday.

Dr. Holiday: [Holiday cuts through the vines] Worry about yourselves! Howler monkeys. They're going to give away our location.

Rex: Bobo! Do something!

Bobo: Like I speak howler monkey? Oh, boy.

Six: Run!

Rex: I'll try and shut it down.

Dr. Holiday: Are you okay?

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Hey... You know me. A day without getting blown up is like a day without sunshine.

Six: You've been quiet.

Rex: All right, I've been thinking about it, okay? This Dr. Rylander may finally be proof I'm not alone in this world.

Six: And if it's not? I just don't want you to be disappointed. Six to White.

White Knight: What's your status? Have you found the location?

Six: Affirmative. But it seems we've been beaten to the punch.

White Knight: Understood. Captain Calan... You have a go.

Biwoulf: It should be here.

Van Kleiss: Your eyes deceive you, Biowulf.

Rex: Should have been aiming at you.

Van Kleiss: Ahh. Providence at last. Traveling light, I see.

Rex: Oh, we're just here to find the place. They're here to secure it.

Six: Is it here?

Van Kleiss: Destroy them!

Dr. Holiday: The compound's surrounded by a force field.

White Knight: If you can't secure that base, we will take it out.

Dr. Holiday: We can't lose that formula.

Six: Rex, get in there. We'll hold off the pack.

Rex: Please don't blow me up.

Biowulf: Master, you are in no condition for battle. Seek cover.

Rex: Punks.

Dr. Rylander: [From behind Rex with a gun] Don't move, or I'll drop you. Rex? Is-- Is that you?

[Dr. Rylander hugs Rex]

Rex: You... Know my name.

Dr. Rylander: [Laughing] Of course I do! I gave it to you! I can't believe you're alive. What a stroke of luck.

Rex: Dad?

Dr. Rylander: You've lost your memory, haven't you? Not surprising, considering what you've been through. Oh. Yes. Well, sorry to disappoint you, Rex. I'm afraid I'm not who you want me to be.

Rex: Oh. Okay. So, if you're not my dad, do you know where he is? Ah, well, "Rex Rylander" is a goofy name, anyway.

Dr. Rylander: Come quickly. We don't have much time. I was so close to completing the code. There's been a problem with the molecular penetration, resulting in a sequencing gap.

Rex: Dr. Rylander, I've got to know.

Dr. Rylander: You must understand-- It was never about power or greed. It was about changing the world-- Saving mankind by putting and end to disease and starvation. And we would have succeeded... Until they got involved.

Rex: What are you talking about?

Dr. Rylander: The nanites were incomplete. The incident spread them across the globe before we could finish their final programming. Except for you. Yours were from a different batch-- The first, actually. All those... Innocent victims.

Rex: If you feel so bad about it, why have you been attacking more people?

Dr. Rylander: Hm. The chosen few. Those men and women, Rex, are far from innocent. While they hide in their office towers and gated estates, I've been here trying to set things right, to find a cure for what we created. I begged them for more funding.

Rex: Wait! Everyone you attacked was... They all worked on the Nanite Project?

Dr. Rylander: They commissioned it. I merely wished to send them a warning to show them what would happen if they refused to help finish the good work we started. And it was good, Rex. You're living proof that we were doing the right thing.

Rex: [Indignant] By turning me into an EVO?!

Dr. Rylander: You had an accident. The nanites were your only hope. It was a tremendous gamble. The... Unexpected side effects came later. It was a surprise to all of us.

[Dr. Rylander chuckles]

Dr. Rylander:' The look on your brother's face.

Rex: Brother?

Dr. Rylander: When the event occurred, it was yo powers that saved you both. Most of the others-- They weren't so lucky.

Rex: [to himself] I'm not alone.

Dr. Rylander: Oh, here. I have something for you.

[Injects the mighty and all-powerful Omega Nanite into his system]

Rex: Ow!

Bobo: Whoa!

Dr. Rylander: The force-field must be failing.

Rex: Forget the force-field! What did you just inject me with?

Dr. Rylander: Everything.

Rex: Enough, okay?! Do you have any idea what it's been like-- Not knowing who I am, if my family's dead or alive?! Quit with the rambling mad-scientist act and give me some answers!

Dr. Rylander: Forgive me, Rex. I've been so consumed with my own guilt, I didn't consider what you must be going through. The truth is--

[Dr. Rylander gasps]

[Van Kleiss stabs Rylander from behind]

Van Kleiss: Truth, doctor? You wouldn't know the first thing about it. Nor loyalty, for that matter. How many times must I tell you this, Rex? The answers you so desperately seek lie with me. And as for you, doctor, consider our past disagreement settled. I look forward to continuing our research... Alone. This was unavoidable, Rex. The longer you resist me, the more people get hurt.

[Rex grunts]

[Rex grunts]

[Van Kleiss grunting]

[Rex screams]

[Rex grunts]

[Van Kleiss grunts]

Van Kleiss: Rylander has always been on borrowed time. All of this belongs to me now. Destroy me, and you lose everything.

[Rex grunts]

[Rex groaning]

[Rex grunts]

Six: Rex. Where's Rylander?

Rex: Van Kleiss.

[Bobo grunts]

Six: The reactor is shot. This entire place is about to blow.

Bobo: Don't have to tell me twice.

Biowulf: Why do they run?

Skalamander: Where is Van Kleiss?

Six: No, I didn't see what happened. But according to Rex, Van Kleiss has been eliminated. Rylander's experiment is a total loss.

Holiday: All of this for nothing. I'm sorry, Rex.

Rex: It wasn't for nothing, doc. I've got a brother.... Out there... Somewhere. I'm not alone anymore. Finally, I've started to get some real answers. I feel closer to the truth than ever.

The Forgotten

Six: Rex!

Rex: It's like I'm hearing through my nanites.

---

No-Face: You are not the Before.

Rex: I'm not sure that was a complete sentence back then.

No-Face: They are the Before! The Before forgot us. The Before left us in pain.

---

Operation: Wingman

Annie: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Rex: "It's complicated. She's in league with an evil dictator who wants me dead."

Annie: "Yeah. My dad's always worried about me dating, too."

---

Rabble

Quarry: Come on, Rex. (holds up Rex's journal) We both know this is what you really want. So go ahead take it. Walk away. Show them who you really are. You were always very good a taking care of yourself. Why should now be any different?

Rex: (Cuts his journal in two) Whoever I was back then, is not who I am now. Not anymore.

Quarry: Your choice.

---

Rex: It's over, Quarry! You lose!

---

Sqywwd: I hope you don't expect us to thank you.

Rex: No. Providence won't bother you unless you do something stupid.

Cricket: We'll be fine. Thank you, Rex.

(Kisses him on the check)

Tuck: Don't forget about us, Okay?

Rex: That may be a promise I can't keep. (Flies off on his Boogie Pack)

---

Rex: It's going to happen again, isn't it? I'm going to blank out. How long do I have?

Holiday: I don't know, Rex. It's likely triggered by a specific event; something traumatic.

The Hunter

Man: It's-- It's Providence! Some kind of EVO attack!

Rex: Aah! Oh. Huh. Good times. Bugs. I hate it when they dig.

Six: We need to take it down fast before it causes any more damage.

Rex: All right. Meet "Exterm" and "Nator"! Uh-- Yeah, I'm working on it. Ew! EVO breath.

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Unh! Aah! Come on! That's my favorite hand!

[Innocent Woman gasps]

Rex: Yeah! Down, boy! You're okay. This will all be over soon. Hyah!

Six: I got the pincers. Now flip the switch on its nanites.

Rex: Uh, don't exactly have the best luck with non-humans, remember?

Six: Afraid to try?

[Rex sighs]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Six! It's working!

Hunter Cain: Enough!

Rex: Unh! What's your damage, man? I was this close to curing that thing.

Hunter Cain: Didn't look that way to me. Filthy EVO.

Rex: Filthy EVO?

Hunter Cain: Give me a reason. Just one.

Six: Lower your weapon.

Hunter Cain: I know my rights. The law says we can defend ourselves against EVO scum.

Rex: In case you didn't notice, that's exactly what we were doing. It's our job.

Hunter Cain: Really? Look around. These are our homes. What's left of them. Your job is making our lives worse.

[The crowd cheers]

Hunter Cain: These people have had enough.

Rex: What are you talking about? We're here to help!

Hunter Cain: Do these people look like they want your kind of help? People know what's going on. Providence claims they're here to cure the world. But now they got one of those sickos working for them?! It makes you wonder whose side they're really on.

Six: Come on, Rex. Let it go.

Rex: Who does that guy think he is? I'm out there risking my neck every day. People love me.

Dr. Holiday: [as Holiday is treating Rex] Some people just have too much hate in them to see things any other way. Hold still.

Rex: Ow!

Bobo: Don't sweat it, kid. Humans are idiots. End of story.

Rex: Not all of them. But anyone who would believe what that guy has to say? Makes you wonder.

Six: His name is Hunter Cain. Lost his wife a few months ago when she turned. Local authorities say this isn't the first EVO he's attacked.

White Knight: Another hometown hero. Is he going to be a problem?

Six: Usually, I'd say no. This time, I'm not so sure.

Diane Farrah: Tonight on "Ultimate Exposure", the rise of Hunter Cain. [on television] Since his arrival on the scene just over a month ago, the Hunter has captured public's attention. Such common man aid such as Providence. He inspired men to following, including the making of his own personal army.

Hunter Cain: We're dealing with an epidemic here, and we're the cure. When something is making you sick, you cut it out.

Diane Farrah: And what of Providence's secret weapon? No longer so secret?

Rex: Whoa!

Hunter Cain: How can we protect our children from this disease when the very thing we're fighting against is walking free among us?

Diane Farrah: But you know you can't catch EVO, like a cold.

Hunter Cain: Says who? Providence scientists? You're gonna trust them? We need to protect ourselves from this Rex and every other sicko like him. [on television] People should be able to draw their own conclusions.

[Rex grumbles]

Rex: [to the television while fighting an EVO] Arrgh! Here's my conclusion-- You're a lying whack job!

Bobo: You know he can't hear you, right? Now can we finish this?

Rex: See there? Nothing to worry about. Your old pal Rex making the streets safe. Uh, curing EVOs? Saving cute puppies?

[Rex chuckles]

Noah: Somebody's off the game.

Rex: I'm just warming up.

Noah: We've been playing for an hour. I saw the news. Hunter Cain really has it out for you.

Rex: Forget him, Noah. I mean, this guy's a joke. Do you really think people believe what he's saying? Do you?

Noah: It's complicated, Rex. People are afraid. They'll believe anything if it sounds like it will keep them safe. I know you're cool, but everyone else--

Rex: They'll just have to be won over by my charm and personality.

Boy: Yo, look-- It's him, the EVO from TV.

Rex: Oh, what's up? Wanna play?

Boy: Then catch your freak disease? Puh!

Rex: So, that would be a no.

Boy: Why don't you get lost? We don't want you and your EVO germs around here.

Innocent Girl: Yeah!

Noah: We don't want any trouble.

Boy: Stay out of this, EVO-lover! You're the trouble, am I right?

Innocent Girl: Yeah!

Rex: Unh! Oh, now we're throwing rocks?

Noah: You better go.

Rex: No. I'm not gonna let a few jerks push me around.

Noah: Rex, it's more than a few.

Rex: Unh! Okay. Back off. I said, back off!

Boy: Unh!

Rex: Aah! That was an accident! I wasn't trying to hurt him. Come on, it's not like that. I'm not-- Unh!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: You want EVO?! That's what you want?! Try to run me over with your big, dumb buss!

[Rex breathing heavily]

Noah: Rex, you really have to get out of here.

Rex: I didn't mean-- I-I have to explain.

Noah: It's way too late for that. Go! Go now! Go!

Hunter Cain: This is exactly what I was warning about. Providence insists on sheltering this dangerous EVO, letting it endanger our families with its nanites. Is that helping us? Not a chance.

Boy: Yeah. It tried to infect me. It's a miracle I'm still alive.

Instigator: I saw what it could do. We're lucky to have a good man like Hunter Cain protecting us.

Innocent Woman: I thought Rex was helping, but is it really safe having him around?

White Knight: This is a officially completely out of control!

Dr. Holiday: Rex was only defending himself. Hunter Cain is whipping the public into a frenzy.

Bobo: Why am I not surprised? Humans are sheep. I should shave him and make a coat.

White Knight: We should have dealt with this sooner. Can't someone put a lid on this guy?

Dr. Holiday: We have truth on our side. Once we discredit him, this is over.

Rex: Uh, two slices of apple.

Noah: Let's just go, okay? You said we were going for pie.

Rex: Yeah. Pie at his favorite restaurant. I just want to talk.

Hunter Cain: I've got nothing to say to you.

Rex: Then just listen. You hate EVOs. I get it. A lot of them are really bad news. But I'm not. People need to know the truth. I don't wanna hurt anyone.

[Hunter Cain smirks sarcastically]

[Hunter Cain scoffs]

Rex: What have I ever done to you?

Hunter Cain: You're infected.

Rex: We're all infected, every one of us. Even you.

Hunter Cain: Providence lies.

Rex: That's just-- Argh! You are a moron!

Noah: Rex--

Hunter Cain: What are you? The world's big hope? I don't need an EVO to save me. And they don't, either. We don't need you. We don't need Providence.

Instigator: We gotta go after him?

Hunter Cain: No. His day is coming.

Rex: They don't want my help? Fine! No more flying to the rescue. No more turning giant blobs back into mailmen.

Bobo: Works for me.

Dr. Holiday: But the people who really do need you, they're the ones who'll really suffer.

Bobo: Ah. Details.

Rex: They don't think I'm any different than those things down in the Petting Zoo, why should I care?

Dr. Holiday: Because someone has to. Most people have given up hope, Rex. Since you came here, that's changing. Don't let one man's anger get in the way.

Rex: That's the problem, doc. It isn't just one man. I walk down the street and everyone looks at me like I'm gonna turn them into some monster. Forget it! I'm through.

Bobo: [Sighs] Well, if you want my opinion--

Dr. Holiday: I don't.

White Knight: Full-scale alert! I want strike teams geared up and ready to deploy!

Providence Agent: This is Alpha Team-- Ready! Bravo Team a go! Weapons check! Nothing yet, sir. No sign of-- Sweet mother of mercy! Open fire! Open fire! Alpha Team-- We're surrounded! We're cut off! They're on top of us. They're right on top of us! Bravo Team-- We're pinned down! We're pinned down! To your left, to your left! Look out! Aah! Send reinforcements! Send everything!

White Knight: How did we get such a huge concentration of EVOs in one place? Did you talk to Rex?

Six: Still says no.

White Knight: Get down there with another team and clean this mess up. Wipe it if you have to.

Hunter Cain: See that, folks? Providence isn't the only answer. What happened to its hero? What about Rex?

Providence Agent: Blasters are useless against these things. Whatever they have is working.

Rex: Qué pasa, people?

Six: Glad you could make it.

Rex: Tired of seeing someone else do my job. Poorly, I might add.

Hunter Cain: Not this time, freak.

Rex: Unh! Anh!

Six: Rex!

Rex: Hot! Hot! Hot! Yikes! Whoa! Aah! Whoa!

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Unh!

Hunter Cain: Can't you just die already?!

Rex: I don't do dying. Yah! Aah!

[Rex sighs]

Rex: You're not so-- Tou--

Hunter Cain: Unh!

Rex: You have no idea who you're trying to kill.

Hunter Cain: Unh!

Rex: You're done. I just want to know why.

Hunter Cain: You push hope where there isn't any. There's no saving EVOs. There can't be. You're a sickness. And you need to be destroyed!

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Ouch!

[Rex grunting]

Instigator: Hunter, help us, please! We're out of the ammo! The EVOs, they're everywhere!

Hunter Cain: Cost me everything I had for those cloned EVOs.

Rex: This was a setup?

Hunter Cain: A demonstration. To prove how worthless Providence is.

Rex: Did you hear that guy? It's not exactly working.

Hunter Cain: Every war has its casualties.

Rex: You are one messed-up dude!

Hunter Cain: Aah!

[Hunter Cain coughing]

Hunter Cain: Well, what are you waiting for? Show everyone who you really are.

Rex: I will. I don't care what you think about me. I don't care what anyone thinks. Not anymore. The people want to hate me? I can't stop them. But it's not going to stop me from doing my job! You want to know why? Because I'm awesome. Try not to fall. I got this! Well? Adios!

Hunter Cain: There's a fight coming. It's time to choose sides.

Instigator: You showed me we didn't have to be helpless anymore. But sometimes, you still gotta ask for help.

Rex: He's not the only one out there like that, is he?

Six: Unfortunately, no.

Innocent Woman: Sometimes you just get the wrong idea. He's fighting for us.

Innocent Boy: He saved my mother!

Innocent Girl: He saved my dog!

Old Man: He saved my priest.

Diane Farrah: [on television] Providence's secret weapon-- A teenage boy named Rex. Hero? Abomination? Humanity's last hope? You decide.

[TV turns off]

Rex: Well, a few people get it. That's a start.

Bobo: What can I say that I haven't said already? Humans are idiots. But every once in a while, they get it right.

Gravity

Pete Volkov: [Russian accent] Magnetic containment unit functioning perfectly.

Bouvier: [French accent] Commencing Bouvier algorithm.

Dr. Rhodes: The code looks good.

Bouvier: Why, of course it looks good. I wrote it.

Dr. Holiday: Separating Nanite "Q" sample from control group. Dr. Rhodes, magnification, please. Thank you. Salvatore, begin molecular separation. Here it is. "De-com" nanite, version two hundred fourty-three. Commencing protocol.

Bobo: If this works, you may be out of a job.

Rex: You see me complaining? If Providence wants the armored soldiers with reprogrammed nanites that cure EVOs, that's fine by me. I'll finally have my weekends free.

Dr. Holiday: It's working. The De-com nanites are deactivating the control group.

Dr. Rhodes: Toast of deactivation achieved.

Bouvier: A toast to me. What? You think this could have worked without my nanite immobilizing algorithm?

Dr. Holiday: Hold off on the high-fives. The nanites are back online-- And self-destructing. Shut it down. We'll reset and try again.

Pete Volkov: I cannot shut it down.

Bouvier: Impossible. All the simulations I ran--

Zag-RS: We're perfect. This new data will be most helpful.

Dr. Rhodes: Who said that?

Rex: Zag-RS.

Comm-Tech:I'm detecting a data signal from the station to a location off-site.

Rex: Doc, you remember that psycho computer program that was gonna destroy the world? She's back.

Zag-RS: I prefer "artificial intelligence." And I don't plan to destroy the world, just all the nanites in it. Admittedly, every creature infested with them will die.

Bobo: Hey, I resemble that remark!

Rex: Didn't happen last time. Not gonna happen now, Zag!

Dr. Holiday: Actually, Rex, if it has this program in its current state, that's exactly what will happen.

Rex: Out of my way! Out of my way!

Comm Tech: The data stream is being routed through our relay switch here at Providence. You'll need to turn it off.

Rex: It's off.

White Knight: Well?

Comm Tech: Negative, sir. It's now streaming directly to an unknown location. We've lost the feed.

Dr. Holiday: How far along is the experiment download?

Bouvier: Uh, uh... 72%.

Dr. Holiday: Dr. Rhodes, the communication controls-- Kill that feed at the source. Volkov, help me contain the A.I. We need a firewall to stop it from getting off the ship. The data is encrypted. If we can stop it in time, the information will be useless.

Bouvier: 84%. There's no time.

Dr. Holiday: Zag-RS must not leave this station. You saw those test nanites blow up. Do you want that to happen inside every living thing on Earth? It's just trying to distract us. Rhodes, unplug the containment unit.

Zag-RS: Your efforts are pointless.

Bouvier: 95% downloaded. 97%. 98%.

Pete Volkov, Bouvier, Dr. Holiday and Dr. Rhodes: Unh!

Pete Volkov: We prevented it from escaping the station, but it seems to be hiding in the navigation system.

Dr. Rhodes: How did it get here in the first place? All our system software was thoroughly scrubbed.

Dr. Holiday: Actually, not all of it. Someone insisted their groundbreaking program come in on a separate drive.

[Bouvier stammers]

Bouvier: This is not my fault.

White Knight: Holiday, you're losing altitude! Can you correct your vector?

Dr. Holiday: Negative, Providence. We're locked out of navigation. Zag-RS is doing that.

Rex: What happens if they can't correct the vector thing?

Six: They'll crash into the atmosphere and disintegrate.

Dr. Holiday: Bouvier, you brought it on board. Now let's go erase it.

Bouvier: I swear, I did not know this would happen. The algorithm-- It was too easy to write. It practically created itself.

Dr. Rhodes: Dr. Holiday, I'll come.

Dr. Holiday: If there's power in the system, she'll just keep hiding until it reboots. We'll have to ditch the power core and go for a complete shutdown.

Dr. Rhodes: You positive? Aah!

Dr. Holiday: Aah!

Six: Holiday, what happened?

Dr. Holiday: Zag-RS opened the door on Rhodes. I have to stop her before she gets us all.

Pete Volkov: Stop! You can't do this! No put the station spin! It's suicide!

Bouvier: So is staying here. I at least give myself a chance!

Comm Tech: We've got system failures. Multiple hull impacts.

Six: Providence to station-- Status.

Dr. Holiday: Bouvier decided to leave early. I'm going to jettison the power core. We'll lose, well, pretty much everything.

Rex: But you'll get the station back on track, right, doc?

Dr. Holiday: We can always hope, Rex. Holiday out.

Rex: Hey, doc? Doc?!

Dr. Holiday: Looks like it's just you and me, Pete. What's our status?

Pete Volkov: Battery life support, but that's all.

Dr. Holiday: Any sign of Zag-RS?

Comm Tech: Orbital decaying is increasing. And as long as they're tumbling, launching the other capsule is too dangerous.

Rex: Well, send someone to fix it.

White Knight: How long to prep a shuttle?

Comm Tech: Twelve hours. They'll hit the atmosphere and break up in about two.

Six: We need options.

Comm Tech: Could try the space elevator.

Rex: Perfect! Put me on it and I can fix the station!

White Knight: It's only for cargo. The G-Forces alone would kill a person.

Rex: Uh, hello? Have we met? Not exactly a normal person here.

White Knight: We can't afford to lose you too, Rex.

Rex: No one's losing anyone! Come on, Knight. Have I ever not made it work?

Six: Replacement power core and relays. The elevator doesn't reach the station's orbit altitude, so you'll use the freight sled at the top of the station.

Rex: Sure you don't want to come?

Bobo: Yeah, chip's a bad history with space, so-- No. Have a good trip, try not to die.

Six: [Rex is on the space elevator] How's it going?

Rex: Oh! Great! Thanks for asking.

Six: Good. Because we need to speed you up to make the rendezvous window.

Rex: But-- Aah!

[Elevator accelerates]

[Rex groans]

Rex: What was that?

Six: You crashed through the station.

Rex: That's not supposed to happen, is it?

Six: Problem with the braking mechanism. If you can't stop, you'll keep going... Forever.

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Aah!

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Aaaaaah!

[Rex sighs]

Rex: Stopped it.

White Knight: Can he make the rendezvous?

Six: Ah, yes. Rex, they made a slight miscalculation in the rate of the station's orbital decay.

Rex: Uh-huh. Define "slight." Unh!

Six: Rex! Rex, do you read?

Rex: Ow. Aah! Unh! Hope the doorbell works.

[Rex breathing heavily]

Rex: Unh!

[Rex sighs]

Rex: Mission control, I made it aboard. Mission control, come in! Oh, great! The radio. Well, welcome aboard to you, too. Hello? Doc? Anyone here?

[Rex spots the station falling towards him]

Dr. Holiday: [opening the door] Rex?!

[Rex sighs]

[Dr. Holiday hugs Rex]

Dr. Holiday: What do you-- How did you--

Rex: Space elevator. Can you believe it?

Pete Volkov: The impact a few minutes ago.

Rex: Oh. Yeah. Let's just say "down" is no longer an option.

Dr. Holiday: Not many options here, either. The power's nearly gone. Communications are shot. We only have a little time left before we hit the atmosphere.

Rex: So, how about you two put on your thinking caps and figure out what we need to do to not crash and burn?

Pete Volkov: We need power to do anything.

Dr. Holiday: But Zag-RS--

Pete Volkov: Should have been deleted in the power-core purge.

Dr. Holiday: Fine. But both solar arrays are damaged, and the couplings are shot.

Rex: Let me give it a try.

Pete Volkov: What can he do? This requires precision, not smashing.

Rex: Hmm.

Dr. Holiday: We can use Salvatore. Look, Volkov, Rex may not look like much, but having him here, he may actually save us.

Rex: Thanks for the vote of confidence.

Dr. Holiday: [Dr. Holiday leads Rex away. Quietly to Rex] If you blow it, we're dead. Got it? Start with the couplings and see if we can use the solar arrays to generate any power.

Rex: How's the robot, uh...?

Dr. Holiday: It's voice activated. Salvatore, pick up those yellow coupling cables.

Rex: How's that feel?

Pete Volkov: Slightly less catastrophic, thank you.

Dr. Holiday: No. No computers. If Zag-RS is somehow still in there--

Pete Volkov: How do we stabilize this station without gyroscopic control of the thruster jets?

Rex: [as Rex is space walking] Pretty incredible up here, isn't it, guys?

Pete Volkov: Aside from the imminent doom, yes. Awe-inspiring.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, the thrusters are normally controlled through the navigation software. I need you to bypass the system and connect the thrusters directly to the command module.

Rex: I can't reach the thruster from here without-- Hold on to this, will you, Salvatore?

Pete Volkov: Are you sure you know what you're doing?

Rex: Not a clue. Try the controls now. Reel me in, Sally. Salvatore? Okay. Fire it up!

Pete Volkov: We might have a tiny chance of getting out of your life. Altitude burn in three, two, one.

[Pete Volkov scoffs]

Pete Volkov: There must have been a fuel leak in the collision.

Dr. Holiday: At least we're stable enough for an evac now. Rex, take Salvatore and retrieve the containment unit. We'll prep the escape capsule.

Pete Volkov: Is this a bad time to observe there's only two seats in the escape capsule and three of us?

Rex: Easy. You can sit on the floor, Volkov. Too bad we can't take sparky with. I could really go for a robo-butler.

Dr. Holiday: Talk with Knight when we get home. I think we can go now.

Rex: Unh!

Zag-RS: Correction. Now I can go. You were right to shut the station down. I would have regained control if you hadn't. Fortunately, I was able to download myself into something autonomous.

Pete Volkov: That is our only means of survival! You can't take it!

Zag-RS: Incorrect.

Pete Volkov: Unh!

[Rex groans]

Pete Volkov: Be careful-- The hull!

Rex: Sorry, professor, but this requires smashing, not precision. Aah! Get to the capsule!

[Rex groaning]

Rex: Aah!

Zag-RS: It seems you've forgotten my ability to destroy nanites at close range, Rex.

Rex: Unh! Thanks for the reminder. Unh!

Pete Volkov: [to Dr. Holiday] Why worry about hitting the atmosphere? These two will get us first.

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Hey, trying to stop a killer robot over here. "Thanks" or "Keep it up" would do fine! Unh!

Zag-RS: To defeat me, you'll have to destroy the station and everyone on board. But I did enjoy stabilizing the station with you. Please exit the capsule now.

Rex: Forget stable. Unh!

Dr. Holiday and Volkov: Unh!

Dr. Holiday: Rex, come on!

Rex: Can't... do it. I'm spent. Go! Launch while you can.

Dr. Holiday: Not till you're in here!

Rex: You got the nanites. If anyone can figure out how to make'em work, it's you. You won't even need me anymore. I'll hold her off!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Launch!

[Dr. Holiday grunts]

Dr. Holiday: [Dr. Holiday throws the nanites at Zag RS. Then Holiday runs up to Rex] Rex, you never gave up on us. We're not giving up on you. Now get in here so we can go home!

Zag-RS: This is not... over.

Rex: Oh, it is for now.

Pete Volkov: Engaging stabilizers. The heat shield is damaged. It appears we are going to die... again.

Rex: I got your heat shield... right here! Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot! Oh-ho! Hot! Hot! Hot! Aah!

White Knight: Shut it down.

Dr. Holiday: Providence, this is Holiday. We're clear of re-entry and deploying parachute. Think you could arrange a pickup?

Six: On its way. You'll be happy to know we're in contact with Rhodes. Their spacesuit saved her. We're prepping a shuttle now.

Dr. Holiday: Thanks. And Six-- It's good to hear your voice.

Rex: Listen, doc. About up there, just before we got away from the robot--

Dr. Holiday: After you came all that way to get me, it's the least I could do.

Rex: So, how long until we get picked up?

Pete Volkov: Bad news. Transponder is toast.

Rex: Ha! You two better not get seasick.

What Lies Beneath

Circe: Rex, it's me.

Rex: Circe? What do you want!?

Circe: Things in Abysus- they're bad, Rex. I need your help.

Rex: Oh, well, how do I put this nicely? Not a chance! You made your choice, Circe! I made mine. End of story.

Circe: Please, Rex. I know you're mad at me, but this is a matter of life and death.

Rex: A lot of things are right now. Nice talking to you.

Circe: Rex!?

(Looks crestfallen)

---

Dr. Holiday: I didn't know you were still in touch with Circe.

Rex: Yeah, me neither. Can we please stop talking about this?

---

Holiday: She's very pretty.

Rex: She works for Van Kleiss. She's the enemy.

Holiday: But you still like her, don't you?

Rex: I am not talking about this!

---

Circe: Rex, thank you.

Rex: I'm not doing this for you. But...your welcome. (Circe similes hopefully) So what exactly am I supposed to do?

Holiday: When I said you were the key, I meant that literally. According to the plans, the machine needs to be turned on by a molecular level.

---

Rex: You lied to me!!

Circe: You wouldn't have come if I told you the truth.

Rex: This wasn't about you needing me!! This is about you needing Van Kleiss!!

Circe: I need you both. Please, Rex, you don't understand.

Rex: No!! You don't understand!! Van Kleiss is gone and I intend to keep it that way!!

Biowulf: You destroyed us all!!

Six: Don't even breathe.

---

Circe: You don't know what you've done.

Rex: Then, I guess we're even.

Circe: You've never understood his power. Van Kleiss kept us safe here. His force was the only thing keeping Abysus together, and you destroyed that.

Rex: We're done here!!

Holiday: Rex, I think she's right. Nanites operate on a molecular level. If they bonded with Van Kleiss, breaking off his connection must have caused a splinter; resulting in a disastrous chain reaction.

Rex: I'm not bringing him back! Not now, not ever!! Besides, you don't need Van Kleiss! You have me!! Why not go straight to the source?!

Holiday: Rex, no!

Six: Stand down! It's too dangerous!

---

Rex: Let go of me!!

Holiday: If you keep fighting these unstable nanites, they're going to destroy you!

Rex: And if I don't they'll destroy everybody else.

Holiday: Not if you listen to me! I have an idea. It's a long shot. Instead of fighting the nanites, communicate with them.

Six: You want to talk to the nanites?

Holiday: He's done it before.

Rex: Never anything this big.

---

Rex: I got you! Don't let go!! (Rex struggles to save Circe from falling as she clings to him; tears fill her eyes). Circe!! (as she falls into the black goop of highly unstable nanites)

---

Rex: Circe! Six! Dr. Holiday! Okay, you win. (technopathically starts the machine). Something's...not right.

---

Rex: Circe! Come on, breathe!

Circe (coughs weakly): Hey.

Rex: Hey.

---

Rex: Stay with us, Circe. Van Kleiss is done.

Circe: As much as I care about you, Rex, Van Kleiss and the Pack are my family. They took me in when no one else would. I can't abandon them.

Rex: So that's it. We're always going to be on opposite sides.

Circe: It does keep it interesting.

The Swarm

Rex (thinking): Gotta stay under. Not sure I can...make it.

(Has visions of those most dear to him: Noah, his crush Circe, Holiday, Six, Bobo)

The Plague

White Knight: The country was infected in three hours. The entire North American continent was asleep in five. All satellites are offline and there's been no communication from overseas. The Plague hit Providence before quarantine protocols could be established. Dr. Holiday has managed to keep herself awake using electric neural stimulation. EVOs seem to be immune to the Plague, which leaves us with only one agent left to deal with this mess.

Rex: Ugh! This is gonna be a... long day.

White Knight: It's gonna be the last stop for those commuters if you can't catch that train.

Rex: Yeah, I know. But I gotta find it first. Huh? Uh, found it. Ughh! Whoa! Ugh!

White Knight: Rex, report.

[Rex sighs]

Rex: Mission accomplished. I'm heading back to the lab. Oh, man. I'm gonna be sore for weeks.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: [Sighing] Oh. This is seriously wearing me out. Come on, Rex. Pull it together. Ugh!

White Knight: Dr. Holiday is heading to the initial outbreak area now. She's come up short as to any way of reversing the Plague. I'm counting on her solving this before the electric shocks damage her brain beyond usefulness.

[Rex yawns loudly]

[Rex sighs]

Rex: This is like spitting on a forest fire. Things are probably going wrong in every city on Earth.

Dr. Holiday: Every life saved counts, Rex.

Rex: Yeah, I know. How are Six and Bobo? But Bobo's an EVO.

Dr. Holiday: Same as the others, asleep. He should have been immune like you.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: I-I don't have a clue about this thing.

[Dr. Holiday gets shocked]

Dr. Holiday: Ugh! And these shocks won't keep me awake forever.

White Knight: All the more reason not to waste any more time!

Rex: She's not wasting time!

Dr. Holiday: No, he's right. We've got sixty hours at best before people start dying of thirst.

White Knight: And hundred or so will die within the hour if the downtown fire spreads any further.

Rex: [Sighs] Oh. Back to work.

Dr. Holiday: Something told billions of viruses to evolve into a sleeping Plague. The key to solving this is finding Patient Zero.

White Knight: Get up to the Cayuga dam now. The floodgates are closed. It'll crack if you don't relieve the pressure.

Rex: So, how do we find Patient Zero?

Dr. Holiday: That's not going to be so easy.

Rex: Huh? Whoa! Ugh! Oh, come on! Hope you like fish sticks for dinner, doc.

Dr. Holiday: If we can find the frequency that connected Patient Zero to the nanites, we can trace it back to him.

Rex: Fantastic. I find Patient Zero, shut him down, and, boom, everybody wakes up ready for breakfast.

Dr. Holiday: Yes. No. I mean, maybe. Ugh, I'm so tired. I can't think.

[Dr. Holiday gets shocked]

Dr. Holiday: Ugh! And these stupid shocks.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: I don't know what I'm doing anymore. Maybe I should be studying Bobo instead.

Rex: Easy, doc. Deep breaths. Is there anything I can do?

Dr. Holiday: Oof. Lost it there. I'm okay. I modified this scanner to find the nanite control frequency.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: But it could take hours.

White Knight: Dr. Holiday, where's my update?

Rex: Do you really think she'd keep it a secret if she found something? She's been working around the clock.

White Knight: And that's the way it's going to be until we figure this out.

Dr. Holiday: Just give me a moment. [Sleepily] I can find the--

Rex: Doc! Doc!

White Knight: [after Holiday passes out] That's great. She couldn't stay awake an hour or two more?

Rex: At least she was working on the problem.

White Knight: She's doing her job. Which is what I expect from both of you. Where are you going?

Rex: To Follow Doc's plan.

[the door closes]

Rex: You can stay there and decide if you're good for anything besides yelling at people.

[Rex breathes heavily]

White Knight: We're down to eighteen hours before we start losing people.

Rex: Like I don't know that?

White Knight: What's the holdup?

Rex: I just need a second.

White Knight: If you can't handle this--

Rex: What are you gonna do-- Shuffle some papers at me? I'm all you've got, so back off!

[Ends the transmission]

White Knight: You are not that special, kid. And there is way too much at stake now. White Knight protocols. Code designation-- Iron Mace Alpha. Commence systems check. Confirm nanite shielding integrity. Put a hustle on, hotshot. Once it's dark, it'll be harder to find anything.

Rex: Fine! You want speed?

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Whoa! Ugh! Ugh. Hey, freak face. The buffet is closed.

[Rex breathes heavily]

Rex: I can't. I can't do this by myself any more.

White Knight: [Arriving] You don't have to.

Rex: Whoa. Nice suit.

White Knight: Thrill me.

Rex: White Knight out of the office? This really is the end of the world.

White Knight: I'm trying to prevent that.

Rex: This isn't exactly a desk job. Think you can keep up?

White Knight: I'll manage.

Rex: Okay. But as my sidekick, you need to have a cool name. How about "Gizmodude"? No, no, no. How about "Robopants"?

White Knight: Anything? Before they went offline, the satellites showed that the Plague started in this area. Patient Zero is somewhere down there.

Rex: What do you want me to do, go door to door like I'm looking for a little lost puppy?

White Knight: If we don't find and neutralize the source of the Plague, we'll need to take drastic measures.

Rex: The "Make you glow in the dark" kind? Come on. Pass. Maybe we can narrow our search. He's Patient Zero, right? The first one sick. So, maybe he was already at a doctor's office or a hospital.

White Knight: The keep's records show eight clinics, two major hospitals, and eighty-two general practitioners.

Rex: See? Now we're getting somewhere. Try and keep up.

White Knight: I don't know how Six does it.

Rex: Huh? Ugh! Ah! Aah!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Sorry. Won't happen again. I'm-- I'm-- I'm fine.

White Knight: Take five. You're useless to me as a zombie.

Rex: No, don't want to slow things... up. Okay, okay, I'm awake! Make up your mind.

White Knight: It's not me.

Rex: It found the frequency! Ooh, looks like a tight fit. Someone needs to lay off the milkshakes. I got it covered. You have serious control issues. Wait here. Interesting. Huh. Don't be surprised if you get a bill for that. I think this is the virus.

White Knight: Viruses are too small to see.

Rex: Yeah, but it's an EVO virus, remember? I'd say we've got the right place. It's still changing. I don't think he's finished going EVO.

White Knight: All right. Get to it.

Rex: Let's hope this guy is curable.

[Rex gasps]

[Rex grunting]

Rex: What? Uh, I don't get it. It's working but it's not. He just heals. What are you doing?

White Knight: We're out of options.

Rex: No! I'm trying to cure him!

White Knight: And failing. Back up.

Rex: But, Dr. Holiday--

White Knight: Is not here. She said he was the key. You tried your way, it didn't work.

Rex: You're not doing this!

White Knight: It's not up for debate.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: If you vaporize him and it doesn't work, we've got no Chance to reverse this Plague.

White Knight: And you're suddenly the genius that's gonna figure it out? We have only hours before people start dying. Now move aside.

Rex: No. Stop it, Knight, before these people get hurt.

White Knight: Just as soon as you step away.

Rex: Aah! [about Knight's armored suit] That wasn't built to fight EVOs. That was built to fight me!

White Knight: It's for our own protection.

Rex: Well, let's see how well it works. You've never trusted me.

White Knight: I don't trust anything with nanites.

Rex: Everything has nanites!

[Rex strains]

White Knight: Eveything but me.

Rex: Whoa!

[Rex groans]

White Knight: Didn't you ever wonder why I live in a sterilized box? That's why I run Providence. I can't be corrupted. I'll never evolve into some freak that betrays his team. I'm the only one that can be trusted.

Rex: Well, here's the update, Knight-- Everybody on the planet has nanites-- Everybody but you. That makes me normal. You're the freak. You are unbelievable.

White Knight: I'm ready to hear your theories, doctor.

Rex: Still? What, I gotta do this a piece at a time? Okay.

White Knight: Should've let me take him out when I still could.

Rex: Yeah, well, maybe if I devolve enough pieces of his armor, you'll get a decent shot in.

White Knight: Get to it.

Rex: Hmm. Wait. Pieces. It's lots of pieces. It's working, but on the wrong EVO. That's not Patient Zero, that's the virus. Patient Zero was under all that gross stuff. The outside part is mutating to defend him. He's commanding the viruses to protect him. The Plague was his first offense!

White Knight: How does this help us?

Rex: Just like Holiday said, Patient Zero is the key. I get his nanites to send out a wake-up call, then Kieran.

White Knight: And how are you gonna get to him under all that?

Rex: I need that thing to eat me. Yeah, I know. The crazy thing is, it's the second time I've done this today. Do it! Aah.

Computer: Suit integrity compromised. Nanite breach imminent. Suit integrity re-established.

Rex: [From inside the EVO] What's going on out there? You have to keep it still.

White Knight: Right. Next time, I'll let it kill me.

[Rex groans]

Rex: Okay. This shouldn't be hard. Ugh!

[Rex spits]

Rex: Ugh!

[Patient Zero gasps]

Rex: No! I'm not trying to hurt you.

Computer: Suit integrity compromised. Nanite breach imminent.

[Rex strains]

Rex: Just calm down! Nobody's going to hurt you. You're safe. Time to wake them up.

Computer: Suit integrity compromised. Nanite breach imminent. Suit integrity compromised. Nanite breach imminent.

[White Knight groans]

White Knight: Doctor, where's my update?

Dr. Holiday: Still waiting on casualty reports. Of course, there would have been a lot more if it hadn't been for Rex.

White Knight: It's his job, isn't it? What about the monkey?

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: Still asleep.

White Knight: Get on that. If this gives us a viral weapon against EVOs, we can put this week in the plus column.

Dr. Holiday: You got him in time. Still 100% nanite-free. I'm surprised you saved him.

Rex: In a weird way, White Knight and I are sort of alike. We're both one-of-a-kind. And that's worth something.

Dr. Holiday: I'm proud of you, Rex-- Not just for this, but for figuring everything out.

Rex: Oh, sure. You know, it was, uh, pretty obvious.

Dr. Holiday: Now, if we could only figure out what went wrong with Bobo. I'm worried the virus may have triggered a permanent reaction.

[Bobo yawns]

Bobo: Boy, those guys in the motor pool sure know how to party. Whoa. How long was I out? And I'm starving! Who's up for breakfast? Good night, Bobo.

Promises, Promises

Note: This episode depicts how young Rex had joined Providence via Six's memories.

---

[Six narrates over imagery of the Nanite Event.]

Six: The names and faces may change, but no matter how you slice it, war is war. You pick a side, and you don’t look back. I believe that now, and I believed it then. What gets you in trouble is when you start second-guessing. Forget what you’re fighting for-- And you’re finished.

Diane Farrah: [Panicked screaming is heard in the background of an EVO attack] Yet another entity has emerged-- This time, in the heart of Paris. Authorities are vastly unprepared. Unless a decisive response to this pandemic is marshalled, the city will fall just as Kiev—- Aaaaah! Aah! [Diane Farrah gets snatched by the EVO’s web]

Cameraman: Aaaaaaaaah!

[A Providence assault vehicle rams through police cars, from which Six appears and deals with the EVO.]

White Knight: Save some for me partner! How else am I gonna earn my paycheck?

[Knight fires off a weapon and the scene cuts to present day at Providence Headquarters.]

Providence Agents: Surprise!

Rex: So, the flu shots?

Dr. Holiday: I needed an excuse to get you here. We’ll do them after cake. I’ll get you Van Kleiss! [Holiday swings at a pinata blindfolded before Rex crushes it with his smack hands]

Rex: Sorry, Doc, it was taking too long. And it was either that or throw some of your cake at it.

Dr. Holiday: [Holiday walks over to Six at a corner, passing him a drink] You’re looking festive.

Six: It was an odd choice to pick today to be his birthday.

Dr. Holiday: It is the anniversary of his new life here. He deserves a celebration, he changed everything.

Six: Has he?

Rex: [Rex jumps onto a counter, speaking to the agents surrounding him] Ha-hah! How about hitting The Petting Zoo for a little pin-the-tail on the raging “Rhinocesaurus”?

Dr. Holiday and Six: No.

Rex: Every party has a pooper. And I got two.

Providence Agents: [Providence Agents turn off the lights and bring Rex a birthday cake] Happy Birthday!

Rex: Dudes!

Dr. Holiday: You should be celebrating too, Six! After all, you’re the one who started this. In a way, it’s your birthday too.

[Flashback to Six and Knight walking through the Petting Zoo during construction of Providence HQ.]

White Knight: Nyquist. Fortier. How’s the monkey business?

Nyquist: Ha ha-larious, Knight.

Fortier: Hey, for your information we probably saved the world today.

White Knight: I, for one, feel safer already.

[Knight states, looking at Bobo while Six walks towards his cage]

Bobo: So, green man. We meet again!

Calan: They found him at the Kremlin this time. He was threatening to push the button unless someone brought him a thousand pounds of caviar.

Bobo: Chimp’s gotta eat.

Fortier: What about your little bug hunt? Give you much trouble?

White Knight: Nothing we couldn’t handle.

[The EVO is transported in a cage overhead while Knight and Six walk through a hallway.]

White Knight: What? Not even a smile? Oh by the way, happy birthday. [Knight passes Six a gift]

Six: How did you know?

White Knight: I’m your partner. Can’t keep much from me.

Six: Thanks.

White Knight: So what crawled up your coat?

Six: I’m getting tired of all this fighting. Did you see how many there are now? Are we gonna cage the whole world?

White Knight: [Knight turns around, placing a hand on Six's shoulder] We’re preserving the human race. [The door to the processing facility opens] Besides, who says we’re gonna cage them all?

Dr. Fell: [Looking at the EVO] And to think, this was once spinning webs in someone’s garden. Doctor Holiday, prepare for disassembly. [Doctor Holiday nods and activates the procedure as per his instructions. Doctor Fell sports a wicked smile during the experiment before it disintegrates the EVO without a trace]

Dr. Holiday: It’s the same exact data as last time, and the time before that; Doctor Fell, why aren’t we studying them in a natural setting?

Dr. Fell: Only through molecular dissection will we find a way to expunge this threat. The committee agrees with me on this. If you do not approve, I can always find another assistant.

White Knight: [Doctor Holiday leaves the facility in frustration with Doctor Fell] Bleeding hearts. They’ll get us all killed one day.

[Holiday walks down a hallway and drops several notes, one of which Six picks up.]

Six: EVO?

Dr. Holiday: Exponentially Variegated Organism; a little more scientific than spoiled meat. That is what you hired guns call them isn’t it?

Six: It's Six, and I don't use guns. You told Fell we could learn more by bringing them in alive. What did you mean?

Dr. Holiday: The nanites are altering our DNA, but with the right type of research, there's no doubt they could be programmed to stop or reverse the process. Imagine a third option to this, kill-or-Contain protocol.

Six: A third option?

Dr. Holiday: A cure.

White Knight: [Knight and several other Providence agents run past Holiday after an alarm activates] Buckle up partner! Looks like we got ourselves a big one.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: Hopeless.

[Providence mercenaries arrive at Mexico to confront the giant mechanical EVO.]

White Knight: What are we looking at?

Dr. Fell: [Speaking through a monitor] Fascinating. It appears to be bio-mechanical. I must have a closer look at this one.

White Knight: One for the trophy case.

Six: Wait. We may get more out of this one if we bring it in alive!

White Knight: Are you nuts?

Fortier: Looks like your boy is losing his edge, Knight!

White Knight: Not a cage in the world that can hold this thing. Six? [Six charges at the EVO, making his way up the limbs before stabbing it in the shoulder] That’s more like it!

Six: [After his attack, Six gets grabbed by the EVO’s hand] White, get back! This thing is going to blow! [Six is launched and emerges from the rubble before the EVO self-destructs] Knight? Knight!

Rex: ¡Auxílio! [Six runs to a child buried underneath the same pile of rubble] ¿Has visto mi bicicleta?

[Commercial break]

[Six and Rex stay close to the walls of buildings in the quiet city.]

Rex: Is that sword for real? Are you a ninja? I was speaking Spanish. Is this Mexico? Why are we sneaking around-- [Six covers Rex’s mouth at the sound of an Evo from a distance] Ugh, dude, your hand smells like monkey breath.

[Rex pulls Six's hand off his face.]

Rex: Why don’t you just call HQ or NORAD or 9-1-1?

Six: When the creature blew, it released some sort of EM pulse. Fried everything electronic: this area is a dead-zone. We’re on our own.

Rex: So much for ordering a pizza. [Six stares at Rex in silence] I’m joking cause if I don’t, I’m gonna remember how scared I am right now-- [Rex looks away and then back at Six while trying to recollect his memories] Actually except for my name, that’s about all I do remember.

Six: No family? An address? A grandma where I can dump you?

[Rex shakes his head to all of Six’s questions]

Rex: Nothing. Except waking up and seeing your face. Not exactly the angel I was hoping for.

Six: You’re in shock. We should find a place to hole you up until I can get some help.

Rex: No way, I’m not hiding! Why, you wanna get rid of me?

Six: I screwed up, and it may very well have caused my friend his life. The last thing I need is you slowing me down.

[Six carries Rex through the remains of a building before stumbling across a massive crater.]

Six: No--

Rex: [Rex walks away from Six's hold to get closer to the crater] What’s going on? What did this?

Six: Don’t worry, we evacuated this zone. We’ll get you home, I promise. Right now we gotta move.

Rex: What’s making those sounds?

Six: [While navigating through the area, an EVO crawls out a ditch and roars at the pair] New plan! Run! [Six draws his blade as the EVO charges at him, lunges in the air, and spits acid which causes him to double over in pain. Rex nearly escapes after climbing over rubble, but stops when he sees the monster towering over Six]

Rex: Agh! Leave him alone! [Rex charges at the EVO to protect Six, accidentally curing the man after striking his palm at him] Ugh, great! I probably got rabies! [Six looks at Rex in shock] What?

[Later, at the Petting Zoo.]

White Knight: Glad to see you alive, partner.

Six: Happy to accommodate.

White Knight: Better stand clear of Fell. He’s furious we didn’t bring back a sample of that monster.

Rex: [The sound of a cage opening turns the men’s attention to Rex, who was tricked into freeing a desperate-looking Bobo] Uh, no, I don’t know where they keep the jet planes.

Six: [Bobo runs away but is immediately caught and thrown back into the cage by Six] Why did you let him out?

Rex: He asked me to. I don’t know if you guys are aware of this, but that monkey talks!

White Knight: [Knight takes hold of Rex’s shirt and pins him against a cage] Who are you? What are you doing in here?

Six: [Six pulls Rex away and positions himself between Knight and Rex] He’s with me, I found him out in the field. There’s something I wanted to show-- [The lights and sounds of an experiment draws Six’s attention] Doctor Holiday.

[Six and Rex begin walking to Doctor Holiday’s laboratory where Rex gets a checkup from the Doctor.]

Rex: Ouch! Ah! Let me see your medical license.

Dr. Holiday: Six, we have nurses who could’ve easily handled this. [Six opens a cage containing an EVO and secures it in a hold while bringing it closer to Rex] What are you doing? That EVO is scheduled for processing!

Six: Show her. [On Six's command, Rex cures the EVO] We found it Doctor. The third alternative.

Dr. Holiday: What is he...? How--

Six: Meet Rex. The cure.

Dr. Holiday: [Rex waves at Holiday before she runs to Six and embraces him with a hug] This changes everything!

[Rex is put to bed and Six waits for Doctor Holiday outside the quarters.]

Six: Finally asleep?

Dr. Holiday: Amazing what fifteen burritos will do. I can’t wait to see Fell’s face when we show him.

Six: No. Not a word to anyone. Tomorrow we move him to a safe location.

Dr. Holiday: But I need to get to work on him straight away.

Six: Trust me, not everyone will feel the same way about working with an EVO. If we time this wrong, it could turn ugly.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: I hate this war.

[Doctor Holiday walks away while Knight stands around the corner, having overheard the entire conversation.]

White Knight: Hey, partner. How’s Tricks?

Six: What are you doing in the medical ward? I thought you hated germs.

White Knight: Made an exception today. Something I should know?

Six: Just another day at the office. [Knight holds on to Six’s arm before he can move any further away]

White Knight: You can trust me.

Six: I know.

[Six walks away while Knight looks suspiciously at Rex’s door. Later in his own room, Six practices his swordsmanship and inspects Knight’s gift before contacting Holiday about a power surge.]

Six: Holiday. Is Fell running protocols at night now? Holiday?

[White Knight is present alongside Dr. Fell at a processing facility where an experiment is conducted] Prepare for disassembly.

Six: [Before any further action can be taken, Six enters the facility] What are you doing?

White Knight: I’m not going to allow my partner to risk his career for one bad call. Did you think I couldn’t get Holiday to talk?

Dr. Fell: [Six walks towards the table where a drowsy Rex is suspended before having Fell block his path] You're letting your emotions cloud your judgement, Six. With what we gleam from this boy, I could create tools that would inoculate the world.

Six: Why risk it? He can already cure them! I've seen it!

White Knight: So, what, we train him? Make him one of us? [Doctor Fell tries to dissect Rex with a scalpel before the tool is destroyed by a strand of his nanites] I thought he was sedated!

Dr. Fell: He is. It’s his nanites, they’re protecting him! [A single, premature version of his Smack Hands is created and tosses Fell to the ground. Various forms of Rex’s signature builds materialize and disappear to Rex’s discomfort]

White Knight: One of us, huh?

[Knight activates a warning siren while Rex inadvertently draws electricity from his surroundings]

[Commercial break]

Rex: Okay, this is definitely not normal.

White Knight: Enough of this! [Knight fires a bullet at Rex which is sliced in half by Six’s katana] Have you lost it? He’s one of them! If he powers up he’ll destroy us all!

[Knight fires another bullet at Rex]

Six: No!

White Knight: [Six deflects the second bullet, this time aiming the projectile near Knight’s head] So. That’s it, huh?

[Knight proceeds to rain bullets on Six who deflects all of the shots while charging towards him. Meanwhile, Holiday is held captive inside one of the cages at The Petting Zoo.]

Dr. Holiday: You cannot treat me like this! I have 3 PhDs! Let me out this instant! [She slumps inside of the cage next to Bobo, who swipes a pen which he proceeds to lockpick with]

Bobo: Y’know, maybe we can scratch each other's backs.

Dr. Holiday: Excuse me?

[Bobo unlocks the gate, with Holiday seizing the opportunity and hurrying to reach Rex]

Bobo: Right between the shoulder blades. And watch the nails. [Holiday looks down at Bobo before proceeding to run back to Fell’s facility] You thought I was kidding about the back scratch? I got monkey dander!

[Back at the processing facility, Rex reels in pain while Knight continues to fire at his partner.]

White Knight: Stand down, Six! [Knight stops firing at Six] We need you in this war!

Six: What’s the good in winning a war if we can’t live with ourselves after?

White Knight: [Knight tears the strap off his gun and uses it as an improvised baton while continuing to make combat with Six. The two exchange blows until Knight gains the upper hand and wails on him until they both stand before Rex] We're supposed to be friends! He's a monster! What do you see in him?!

[Knight pulls up Six’s head towards Rex who is seizing in pain]

[Rex moaning]

Six: Hope.

[Six and White Knight grunting]

[Six draws blood with a strike and continues to fight Knight until he is tranquilized by Doctor Fell]

[Six gasps]

Six: Ugh.

White Knight: Thanks for talking some sense into him, Doc.

[Knight picks up Six’s katana and walks toward Rex]

Rex: W-- What’s happening to me?

[Rex pleas to Knight, who simply looks down at him before warning sirens go off and the facility begins to lockdown]

[Rex moaning]

Dr. Fell: We’re all going to burn.

[Fell escapes while Rex is craned away by Holiday on an upper level]

[White Knight grunts]

White Knight: No! [Knight looks back at Six who is slowly picking himself up while the remaining exits close off. In a last ditch effort, Knight carries Six and throws him through the final set of doors before they seal shut]

Six: [Six picks himself and slams his fist against the glass] Why?

White Knight: I know what side I’m on. [Knight proudly states before getting consumed by a blinding white light and screaming in agony]

White Knight: Aaaaah!

Six: [Grabbing a hold of Dr. Fell's collar Six shouts] Do something!

Dr. Fell: Once the cycle starts, it's impossible to shut down.

Rex: [Contrary to Dr. Fell's statement, the light fades away and the electricity is subdued after Rex interfaces with a control panel] Impossible? Pshh! Right!

Dr. Holiday: How did you--

Rex: Told it to turn off. And it did. Wait. Where-- Where am I?

Dr. Fell: [Speaking through a monitor] Doctor Holiday. Maybe you were right.

Dr. Holiday: Maybe you should start looking for another job.

[White Knight sighs]

Bobo: [Within the processing chamber, Knight takes a few steps forward before collapsing] Hey, marshmallow, nice look. [Knight looks back up at Bobo with his signature bleached appearance]

[Some time later, in his office White Knight speaks to Six through a monitor.]

White Knight: How’s the training?

Six: Slow.

White Knight: Not all you hoped he’d be?

[Rex and Bobo topple each other in a play fight while Knight continues to monologue in his office]

[Rex and Bobo grunting]

White Knight: Still, who would have thought the kinder, gentler approach would do such wonders for our profile? The notion of a cure has gotten Providence funding and worldwide prestige. The committee's happy. Your new partner may just be the best thing this operation could have asked for. Funny, isn’t it? Because of you, I can never leave this chamber. I’m now the only pure human left in the world... and the perfect poster boy to run this operation. I suppose I should thank you.

Six: I promised him that we would help uncover his past, find his family.

White Knight: Whatever keeps him on his leash. But if he shows the slightest sign of turning into thing again... it's all on you.

[Back at the party in the present, Noah is pinned down by Bobo with a bag on his head to Rex’s amusement.]

[Rex laughs]

Rex: Hoo-hoo-hoo! Oh, my. H-hold him down. I’ll get the camera.

[Rex runs to his room, and after a quick search he instead finds a long box on a corner shelf]

Six: Happy birthday.

[Six walks into his room, officially greeting Rex]

Rex: From you? For me? You gotta be kidding.

Six: You, your work-- It has made a real difference. I just—-

Rex: Yeah, I know I’m pretty great. But, seriously, get off the sap train, Six. It’s creeping me out. [Rex opens the gift to reveal the blade inside] Wow! Six... thank you.

Six: It’s called a tanto. It’s the ceremonial blade of a samurai warrior.

Rex: Samurai? Awesome.

Six: [Six unsheathes his own tanto and holds it against Rex’s] This is its twin.

Rex: [Rex removes the cap from his tanto and squints at the symbol etched into the blade] Is that... writing?

Six: Bushido symbol of loyalty. It means "whether for good or ill, our fates will follow the same path." This one stays with me.

Rex: Think this thing can cut through Holiday’s chocolate cake?

Six: [Six raises an eyebrow] Anything’s possible.

[Rex puts the cap back on to the blade and camera cuts to outside of Providence headquarters, panning outward until screen fades to black.]

Badlands

Rex: We're facing heavy resistance here! There are too many of them!

[Rex imitates gunfire]

Six: Keep this channel clear.

Rex: Six, do you really expect us to get to back to Providence by one thousand eight hundred hours in this slowpoke convoy? Just get the cargo, will you? We'd be there by now.

Six: Except we're transporting unstable nanites, which have to be kept at or below sea level. Even one wrong bump and the whole thing could go off.

Rex: And if it blows, you're in a battle transport. Meanwhile, we're stuck in this delivery truck, carrying whatever. What are we carrying anyway?

Bobo: Toilet paper.

Six: One, everyone in this mission has a part to play.

Rex: Seriously?! Toilet paper?!

Six: And, two, we're under strict radio silence. Six out.

Rex: Radio silence, convoy security protocols, scheduled bathroom breaks, and they won't even let me drive. So many rules all for what-- Some nanites?

Noah: Unstable nanites-- The most dangerous nanites on Earth.

Rex: Well, at least there's not an anti-tunes order!

Noah: That radio's ancient. You'll be lucky if you can get it to play static.

Rex: Oh, I think I can manage to crank some bass out of it.

Noah: Not bad!

Rex: What?!

Noah: I said, "Not bad!"

[Bobo gasps]

[Rex, Noah and Bobo coughing]

Noah: Bobo, slow down! We can't see anything!

[Bobo sputters]

Bobo: I got one good eye that's closed half the time, and now you're worried?!

[Rex, Noah and Bobo coughing]

Noah: And we lost the convoy.

Bobo: Relax, blondie. We'll catch up. That's why they invented speeding.

Gatlocke: [British accent] Good-- They're right on time. What do you think of the spyglass? Am I taking this pirate thing too far? I haven't become cliché, have I?

Gang Punk: No, Gatlocke. It fits you.

Gatlocke: Oh, good! Because if you'd said, "yes", I would have thrown you off the cliff.

[Gatlocke chuckles evilly]

Gatlocke: No, seriously, I would have. Ladies and gentlemen, the convoy is directly beneath us! Wait. Do we have any ladies in my gang? No ladies? We need to get with the times! Let's see about getting some ladies in the gang. Gentlemen, grab your weapons, charge up the scramblers, and attack!

Providence Agent: They're jamming all channels. We're cut off, sir.

Gatlocke: Ready the ion-cannon thingumabobs!

Six: Fall back! Cover the cargo carriers!

Rex: You know what this means, don't you?

Noah: We're lost?

Rex: No. It means no one is around to tell me I can't drive. Hand over the wheel, Bobo.

Bobo: You can't drive!

Noah: Radio's broken, so we can't even call for help.

Rex: We don't need help. We're not lost. Men don't get lost. We go exploring. And why should you care if I drive? Unless you made some kind of deal with Six.

Bobo: You'll have to ask my bank account.

Six: Defend the cargo! Don't let them get to the trailers!

[Gatlocke humming]

[Gatlocke humming continues]

[Gatlocke grunts]

Gatlocke: As of this moment, the unstable nanites have officially been jacked.

[Gatlocke laughs evilly]

Gatlocke: [to Six] Give me a reason. Give me one good reason.

[Gatlocke laughs evilly]

Gatlocke: I'm only kidding! Like I need a reason.

[Shoots at Six]

Six: We'll regroup outside the canyon! Get us out of here now!

Providence Agent: Sir, they got the cargo.

Six: I'm aware the situation. Rex wasn't with the convoy when we we're attacked.

Six: Fix the radio and find him. Off all the days to disobey orders.

Rex: Pit stop successful!

[Bobo grunts]

[Noah grunts]

Noah: This soda is expired.

Rex: I know! They were practically giving it away!

[Bobo spits]

Bobo: Agh! This tastes like feet-- And not the clean kind!

Rex: Fine-- More for me, then!

Noah: By now, they must've noticed that you're gone.

Rex: No one's going to miss a delivery truck. Hurry up!

Noah: Go faster!

Rex: Ladies, how's it going today? Yeah, we roll in a big truck. Other guys may flake on you, but me and Noah-- We deliever.

[girls laughs]

Rex: Bobo!

[Rex, Noah and Bobo shout]

Rex: I think we actually had a chance back there.

Gatlocke: Gentlemen, congratulations on a job well done. Your commitment to... Oh, forget it. Open the truck!

Beasly: Communications are still down, sir. We can send a cycle for help.

Six: No. I want everything available searching the area.

Beasly: For the attackers?

Six: For Rex. He's not transporting what he thinks he is. Given the circumstances, he should probably know. Let's just hope he didn't get himself lost.

Bobo: Okay... I think we might be lost.

Rex: Whoa, whoa. Noah gets the wheel? What about me?

Bobo: Think about it, soda jerk. My mouth still tastes like week-old socks. Plus, goldilocks has a license, and you don't. But mostly the soda thing.

Noah: I think I know where we are.

Rex: Don't sweat it. Who's gonna miss a truck full of toilet paper?

Bobo: Hey, I've been there-- Ain't pretty.

Gatlocke: [referring to toilet paper] Feel that? It's quilted. This is the good kind. But I won't be able to really enjoy it until I have those nanites!

Gang Punk: Gatlocke, I found something.

Gatlocke: Something is good.

Gang Punk: Our scout took this image when the convoy left the proving grounds.

Gatlocke: I like how he framed this shot. See the rock formations in the foreground here?

Gang Punk: But this is from the canyon. Where'd the white delivery truck go?

Gatlocke: Why are you asking me? I don't know where it went! Fan out! Dig around the desert! Find me that truck! And an Iced Tea!

Rex: Noah, you've got to listen to me. Let... me... drive... the... truck!

Noah: I don't know.

Bobo: The answer is still no!

Noah: All right, we're back! This is the right road.

Rex: How can you tell? All the roads look the same out here.

[Noah gasps]

Gang Punk: Gatlocke, you're not gonna believe what I found.

Noah: This canyon-- It'd be the perfect place to spring an ambush.

Rex: The nanite transport is gone. Six, can your hear me? Six? Providence, come in.

Six: Go ahead.

Rex: Connect me to White. Now would be good.

Noah: We're sitting ducks here.

Bobo: Quack, quack.

Rex: Um, I'll call you back.

Gatlocke: Allow me to introduce myself! I'm Gatlocke-- Anarchist, struggling businessman, scoundrel. Okay, that's a lie. I'm not 'struggling'. But, lemme ask you! Do you like rules?

Rex: Can't say I do.

Gatlocke: Me neither. I hate them. It's why me and my men live by the anarchist code. For us, there are no rules.

Gang Punk: Excepts no cursing.

Gatlocke: [hits the Gang Punk] True! We're anarchists, not animals. You know what I'm talking about. I feel like we have a connection. We're practically friends! So, if you could do me a favor, it would help me out a lot.

Rex: What kind of favor?

Gatlocke: I need you to hand over the truck. I mean, I really need you to hand it over-- Now!

Rex: This truck? It's not all that great. The radio doesn't work. It handles like a box on wheels. At least, I imagine it does, 'cause someone won't let me drive.

Gatlocke: [pulls out a knife] Please don't play dumb with me.

Rex: Dumb? Oh, see, dumb is pulling a blade on me!

[Rex pulls out his Smack Hands]

Gatlocke: Ooh, I like this kid.

[Rex growls]

Rex: Get back to the truck!

[Rex and his friends run away]

Gatlocke: I have a bad case of EVO envy.

[Rex groans]

Noah: You're risking our lives to save a stupid truck?

Rex: It's the principle!

[Rex, Noah and Bobo screams]

Rex: Whoa! They really want that toilet paper!

Bobo: They didn't exactly look like poster boys for good hygiene!

Noah: Are you sure that's even what we're carrying? I mean, did anyone actually bother to check?

Bobo: Don't bother me with the details.

Noah: That's definitely not T.P.

Rex: We were carrying unstable nanites the whole time.

Bobo: We should be fine as long as none of the warning lights are on.

Noah: You mean all the red, blinky ones?

Bobo: Aw, boy.

Rex: Giving us the nanites? What was Six thinking?

Bobo: He was thinking that if the convoy was to get attacked, we're better to have the cargo than with you?

Rex: Could've at least told us we were carrying something that could blow up.

Noah: Whoa!

Rex: Glad I'm not driving.

Six: We have ten more minutes till Providence starts missing us. When we don't check in, they'll send jets, and coming in blind, there's a good chance we'll get shot down like ours did.

Beasly: We're working as fast as we can, sir. Whatever they use completely fried the relays.

Six: Then we'll need another option.

Beasly: Well, there is one possibility, but it's a little old-fashioned.

Rex: Let me take the nanites and zoom out of here.

Noah: Didn't you hear Six? They can't go above sea level. One long bump will make them go off.

Bobo: Kid's right. They're safer in the isolator back there.

Rex: All right, fine. Then we'll just deal with the roadhogs ourselves.

Noah: So... Any idea on that?

Bobo: I vote "Try not to die."

[Gatlocke laughs evilly]

Rex: Look on the bright side-- The unstable nanites didn't go off.

Gatlocke: That's what I love-- An optimist! [Hugs Rex] I love this kid!

Rex: You're insane. Do you realize that?

Gatlocke: Me, Gatlocke, insane? Frankly, I don't see it. Just let me have 'em. I'll split the money with you down the middle, 50/40?

Rex: Wow, after all that, you're nothing but a common thief.

Gatlocke: "Common"? "Common"?! Tear open the truck!

Gang Punk: It's no here. Ugh!

Noah: That was some escape plan.

Rex: It was one of my plans. I have a couple different angles I'm working.

Noah: What's your "angle" now?

Rex: I've got the unstable nanites right here!

Bobo: Ah, this is an improvement.

Rex: [holding up a can] Back off, or I'll send us all to kingdom come!

Gatlocke: You wouldn't dare.

Rex: Or would I? You say we're a lot alike.

Gatlocke: You would.

Rex: Unh!

[Gatlocke and Gang Punks screams]

Rex: Aw. Quit while you're behind, Gatlocke.

[Gatlocke growls]

[Gatlocke growls]

Rex: We're clear. Now, aren't you glad about the soda? Bobo, take the nanites. I'll keep them off your tail.

Gatlocke: You should've taken the deal.

Rex: You couldn't afford me.

Gatlocke: You know what your problem is? You're a terrible businessman.

[Gatlocke growls]

Gatlocke: Ooh, I like that.

[Gatlocke grunts]

Gatlocke: Hey! Dude.

Noah: I'll radio. Hello? Can anyone hear me? We need a little help here! Anyone?

Bobo: [taking the communicator from Noah] Gimme that! Breaker 1-9, good neighbor. This is Bobo Haha, droppin' the hammer in a superskate. We got bumper stickers on our donkey. Repeat-- Bumper sticker on our donkey! Come on back.

Noah: Oh, like that helps. Is that even English?

[Gatlocke grunting]

[Rex grunting]

Gatlocke: Don't suppose I could convince you to join me! You could live the life-- No one telling you what to do.

Rex: Can you just shut up for longer than a second?

Gatlocke: How long was that?

[Gatlocke laughs]

Gatlocke: You can pretend to be better, but in the end, you're just like me!

Rex: Ugh! There's one big difference between you and me!

Gatlocke: And that is?

Rex: You can't fly.

[The truck goes over a cliff]

Gang Punk: Hmm? Aah!

[Noah gasps]

Six: We intercepted your transmission on the citizens' band.

Bobo: See, I told ya.

Six: Where are the nanites?

Noah: We thought for sure it was gonna go off.

Six: It went off.

Rex: But you said one wrong bump and it would blow up.

Six: I said one wrong bump and it would "go off," as in "deactivate." They call them "unstable" for a reason. If it was going to blow up, I would've said so. At least you kept it from falling into the wrong hands.

Gatlocke: "The wrong hands," he says. I'm in a terrible rush. The nanites, pretty please.

Rex: All yours. They're worthless.

[Gatlocke growls]

Gatlocke: Let's call it a tie. We can finish our conversation later.

Six: White Knight will want you back at headquarters for debriefing.

Rex: Aren't you going to give us a lift?

Six: Drive yourself.

Noah: I hate it when Six tries to be funny.

Bobo: The monkey should be driving.

Rex: You know, now that I'm doing the driving, this truck ain't so bad.

Noah: Which way?

Bobo: They went that way, back to headquarters.

Noah: You're gonna get us lost.

Rex: Men don't get lost. We go... Exploring.

Out of the Dark

Note: Rex's love interest and sweetheart Circe appears in a vision.

Payback

[In the realm of Abysus]

Van Kleiss: Humiliated... De-powered... All but destroyed. Hardly the new world I set out to build, is it?

Biowulf: Master, a spy has made contact.

Van Kleiss: Well?

Providence Spy: Everything is in place.

Van Kleiss: And the boy?

Providence Spy: He's here.

Van Kleiss: [to his loyal followers] Soon our greatest enemy will be buried! Providence itself will be destroyed. And we'll have Rex to thank.

Rex: Come on! Who's gonna know?

Noah: Yeah. It would only be for a minute or two.

Calan: You actually want me to let you fly the keep?

[Calan sighs]

Calan: Only until the next course change. And nothing fancy.

Rex: All right, let's see what this baby can really do! Why, it wasn't me! Seriously!

Both: Whoa!

Providence Spies: Aah!

White Knight: Calan, what's your status?

Calan: Came from out of nowhere. We're being boarded. Scramble all jump jets. Mobilize for a counter-offensive.

White Knight: This is a coordinated attack. Every major Providence outpost around the globe has been hit.

Six: So far they've steered clear of headquarters. I'm on route to the keep now.

Rex: Are they really that stupid? Attacking the keep with me on board? This should only take a minute.

Noah: Wait up!

Van Kleiss: Find Rex. It goes without saying "alive" would be ideal. Take the ship.

Providence Spy: Some kind of power surge. We're losing control of the helm!

Calan: Find out where it's coming from. Doc, if you'll excuse me--

Dr. Holiday: Six?

Six: Five minutes out. Prepare for an evac. I'm getting you off the ship.

[Rex grunting]

Noah: Again with the Smack Hands? You always open with that move. Change it up a little!

Both: Whoa!

Bobo: You see what you get? That's what happens when you interrupt my nap-- Bobo gets cranky!

Rex: I learned that the hard way, too.

Calan: All hands-- We've got intruders on deck four, five, and six. Get'em off our ship!

Rex: Go!

Van Kleiss: Attention, Providence. The ship is ours.

Rex: Ugh! Not even close, Van Kleiss!

Van Kleiss: Lay down your weapons, and your lives will be spared. Continue to resist and nothing survives.

Rex: You've made I made some lame-o moves before, Van Kleiss, but this one-- classic.

Van Kleiss: Seems you may have run out of tricks. Oh, you had to know it would only be a matter of time. I've had a fair amount of time on my hands these days. [Restrains Rex with his gauntlet]

Rex: Aaaaah!

Van Kleiss: You took something very precious from me, Rex, and now I'll be returning the favor.

Rex: If you want my monkey, you can forget it.

[Van Kleiss starts draining nanites from Rex, causing him to squirm and scream in pain.]

[Rex grunting]

Van Kleiss: It might come as a surprise that when you stole the nanites that gave my power, you left some of your behind-- Enough to tell me a few of what makes you tick.

[Rex tries to summon a build, but nothing happens.]

Rex: Ungh!

[Rex grunting]

[Rex gasps]

Van Kleiss: You'll find that using your powers will be something of a challenge. The nanites that you so special belong to me now.

Biowulf: What shall I do with him, master?

Van Kleiss: I have everything I need from him. I could care less. Secure the rest of the ship.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Come on! Do you really think throwing me out that hatch is the best way to get rid of me? Wouldn't it be more fun to throw me in a cage, tie me down in front of a laser?

Biowulf: No!

Rex: Aaaaaaaah! Wh-o-o-o-o-oa!

Noah: What is he doing?

Dr. Holiday: This is no time to fool around, Rex.

Rex: Happened to notice that ground coming up on his, doc? If you don't do something fast, I'm about to become part of it! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Ugh!

Dr. Holiday: Rex, are you okay?

Rex: I think we may have a problem.

White Knight: What do you mean "they have the keep"?! Blow it up!

Six: We tried. The remote-destruct sequence has been disabled. Van Kleiss has complete control of it.

White Knight: Give me some good news.

Six: We know where it's heading. Here.

Biowulf: This is the commanding officer. We found him attempting to destroy this ship.

Calan: What's your game, Van Kleiss?

Van Kleiss: Oh, a very good question-- One that depends entirely on what happens next, Captain. It seems my powers have made a slight... change.

Rex: Well? They're gone, aren't they? Van Kleiss took all my active nanites.

Dr. Holiday: Not exactly. I found this. Definitely a nanite, but it's unlike anything I've ever seen. Molecular scans seems to indicate it's some kind of control-nanite.

Rex: But with nothing to control.

Dr. Holiday: With a large enough concentration of nanites, we might be able to jump-start it. But even with that, there's no guarantee it would replicate or even give you back the same abilities.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: I hate to say it, but this one has me stumped.

Rex: Great. Loving this.

White Knight: If you're finished with the lost cause, we've got a bigger problem.

Biowulf: Master, how is this possible?

Van Kleiss: It would seem Rex's nanites have an opposite effect on me. He cured EVOs. Now I create them. Full ahead-- Ramming speed! Once we're through, we'll destroy Providence from the inside out.

White Knight: Lock it down! I want hallways cleared and critical sections defended. They will not take this base.

Rex: Well? What are we waiting for? Let's go stop them!

Dr. Holiday: Rex, you're in no condition to fight.

Rex: Well, what do you expect me to do-- Hide?

Dr. Holiday: Whatever it takes. That nanite inside you might be able to bring you back, but it's going to take me time to figure out how. And that's not something we have a lot of right now.

Rex: Wow. Nice outfit.

Noah: Got one for you, too. You get to armor up like the rest of us normals.

Rex: Come on.

Bobo: All right, where to?

Rex: South Pacific.

Bobo: That's my boy. And here I thought you'd try to pull some hero stunt. Oh, brother.

Van Kleiss: I want the White Knight. Find where he's hiding and bring him to me.

Dr. Holiday: That should be everything, as long as the offsite backup holds.

Six: Don't let it get to that.

Noah: This is a strange place for a base.

Rex: When I have too many nanites in me, this is where I go to offload.

Bobo: Think of it as a nanite porta-potty.

Noah: Thanks... For that image, Bobo. So, we just put some of these nanites in you, and we're good to go?

Rex: No. They're inactive. Or at least stripped of their programming. Since I can't control them, I just have to hope that whatever this thing is inside me can't.

Noah: So... What happens if it can't?

Bobo: Let me put it this way-- The last guy who went swimmin' in that soup ended up a 50-foot freak show.

White Knight: Listen to me carrefully, Van Kleiss.

Van Kleiss: I'd rather not.

White Knight: Where are they?

Six: The inner perimeter has been compromised. They're coming.

Dr. Holiday: Ugh! Ungh!

[Skalamander roars]

[Skalamander roars]

Biowulf: Open it.

Rex: Okay. Bobo, set the thing to "vent" and go. If this doesn't work, I don't want you getting caught in the blast.

Bobo: No.

Noah: Forget it. Rex, at least think about his for a sec. What if it wipes your memory? What it turns you into some evil monster?

Rex: My friends need me. There's nothing more to think about. Bobo, do it.

Bobo: Long odds, pay big.

[Bobo groans]

Six: You've overstayed your welcome.

Van Kleiss: Now, here's someone who would make a nice addition to our EVO ranks.

Six: Go ahead and try. Ugh!

[Six groans]

Rex: Trying to do my job for me, Six? Here's a thought-- When your top henchman can't even get rid of someone by throwing him out of a moving plane, time to rethink the help.

Van Kleiss: You are determined-- I'll give you that. If it's what you prefer, I'll finish you myself.

Rex: Maybe.

[Rex grunting]

Van Kleiss: Ugh!

Rex: Whoa! Cool!

Bobo: See? I told you it would work.

Six: This is an unexpected surprise.

Rex: Well, by now, you should expect the unexpected from me, Six.

Van Kleiss: Ungh!

[Skalamander roars]

[Dr. Holiday grunts]

[Rex grunting]

Noah: Is that what I think it is?

Bobo: Not anymore.

Noah: You think there might be more of them?

Bobo: Eh... Probably.

[Biowulf grunts]

[Biowulf growls]

Biowulf: Aaaaaaah!

White Knight: I use that electromagnet to trap stray nanites. You're lucky it's on the lowest setting. Any higher, and it would rip the nanites right out of your body.

[Biowulf grunts]

Biowulf: Then why don't you?

White Knight: Because then I wouldn't be able to do this.

Skalamander: No one can help you. You're all alone now.

Dr. Holiday: Not exactly. We still have my sister.

[Skalamander grunting]

[Rex and Van Kleiss grunts]

Van Kleiss: Aaaaah!

Rex: No way!

Van Kleiss: Ungh!

Rex: Once again, epic fail. I'll take my nanites back now.

Van Kleiss: Ugh!

Noah: Rex, wait!

Bobo: Van Kleiss left behind a few presents.

Rex: No time to look everywhere. I'm shutting everything down.

Noah: You can do that?

Rex: Don't know. Never tried. Anything else? No?

Calan: Whew! I never want to do that again. No, sir.

Dr. Holiday: Amazing.

Rex: Why, thank you.

Dr. Holiday: I was talking about the nanites. That was a risky move, Rex, but it worked. As far as I can tell, you're back to your old self.

Rex: I don't know. Something feels different. That new build-- I think I can do even more. It's like I can see the blueprints. I just need to figure out how to put it all together.

Dr. Holiday: White Knight in person. Never thought I'd see the day.

White Knight: Well, don't get used to it. We found all the explosives. The base and the keep will need extensive repairs. This was not our finest hour.

Rex: What are you talking about? We kicked butt! So what if Van Kleiss is back and more powerful than ever? So am I! If he wants a nanite war, let him bring it!

[White Knight laughs]

White Knight: It's good to have your back, Rex.

Dr. Holiday: You know, I think he actually means it.

Rex: Sure he does. So, tell me something, guys-- What's next?

Season Two (2011)

Rampage

Rex: I'll give you the recap. Thanks to these microscopic machines called nanites, I can build cool gear out of my body. I'm what's called an EVO. But most EVOs aren't lucky like me. They usually look like this. [Chuckling] I know what you're thinking. And they smell bad, too. There's one other thing I can do that makes me even more special. Some EVOs, I can cure. That's why I work for Providence. We're the people you call when an evo is tearing up your lawn or attacking a city. And the worst of them is this guy-- Van Kleiss. The last time we fought, things got a little out of hand. I'll admit it-- We pretty much got our tails handed to us. He steals the key, wrecks headquarters, hijacks my nanite to get back the powers I took away from him. And now he can actually make people into EVOs. Then, to top it off, he has his dog boy Biowulf throw me, overboard at 6,000 feet. Not that anyone's keeping score. Sure, Van Kleiss may be back, but so am I. So what if he can make EVOs? I can still cure them. He may have new powers, but guess what-- I do, too. Ever since my powers came back, I've got the ability to make amazing new machines. Now I just have to figure out how to build more. If you're trying to check up on me, Six, the answer's still a big fat... [imitates buzzer] I can't figure out how to make this new build.

Six: It might take some time, but you'll get it.

Rex: And meanwhile, Van Kleiss is out there doing who knows what. I wish they'd hurry up and get the H.Q. Rebuilt. You're not still living out of your jump jet like some ninja hobo, are you?

Six: My temporary accommodations are perfectly adequate.

Rex: Yep. Still living in the jet.

[Rex groans]

Rex: I hate being kicked out of our house. Although, as long as they're building stuff, I need a hot tub.

[Carmen gasps]

Carmen: Madre! Estas viva! Como puede ser?

Carmen's mother: No querida. Soy la prima gemela diabolica de tu madre.

Noah: What are you watching?

Rex: Cultural enrichment! Later on, we find out if Dr. Suarez chooses Isabel, or her evil half sister, Ana Maria.

Carmen: Pero, como va supremivir esto nuesta familia.

Carmen's mother: Con mucho dolor, vengaza y arrepentimiento.

Noah: If you're gonna stay with me while they're rebuilding Providence, at least don't flaunt the fact that you don't have a pre-calculus test in three days.

Rex: Pre-wha?

Noah: Exactly my point. And when I agreed to this, I wasn't expecting the sidekick, too.

Bobo: Hey, pally, we're a package deal. Live with it.

[Noah gasps]

Noah: Was that a toenail? Can I just get hit by a toenail?!

Rex: What's your deal?

Noah: Aah! Get one in my mouth! Ugh!

Rex: Okay, that is gross. Bobo, bad monkey. I thought this would be fun.

[Noah scoffs]

Noah: For you, maybe. I'll get a real life, too, you know. As much as I want it to be, it can't be all fun and games all the time, Rex.

Rex: Why not? Worse for me.

Noah: Hey, I like adventure as much as the next guy, but I still have to pass math.

Rex: You're not going to fail math. You have like the fourth highest GPA in your class.

Noah: It used to be third.

Rex: And ten years from now, nobody's going to care. Hey doc, miss me? Huh? Oh. A situation. Really? Awesome! Nope. I'm not doing anything. Be right there. I'm gonna go pound some EVO into submission. Wanna come?

Noah: You're serious?

Rex: No. That would be you. Have fun with that math.

Noah: Save the world or a chance at a scholarship? All right! I'm coming!

Rex: Now see? It's a lot more fun when you just let go.

Dr. Holiday: Can you hold that thing still?

Rex: Dibs! That's a whole lot of agents for one EVO, doc.

Dr. Holiday: They weren't here for the EVO. That ship is carrying the new power core for Providence headquarters. This thing just happened to show up when we started to offload it.

[Dr. Holiday grunting]

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Wh-o-o-o-oa!

[Rex straining]

Rex: Van Kleiss!

[Rex sighs]

Rex: Did you see the mark? Van Kleiss made that one.

Dr. Holiday: Why else do you think I've been trying to get a sample from it?

Rex: I don't know-- Just being science-y? Ugh!

Bobo and Noah: Yeah!

Rex: Does that work for you?

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Aah!

Dr. Holiday: It'll do. Got it. We can cure it now.

Rex: Whoa! Aah!

Dr. Holiday: [Chuckling] Unless you like getting thrown around like that.

Noah: No hurry. This is great.

Bobo and Noah: Ew!

[Dock worker grunts]

Dock worker: What hit me?

Rex: That would be me.

Six: You work here?

Dock worker: What do you think, mister? Ahh, my back.

Rex: Yep. Sorry. Was trying, you know, not to die. If he works at the dock, that must mean Van Kleiss was here.

Noah: Actually, I think he still is.

Dr. Holiday: They're after the power core.

Rex: All this for a battery?

Dr. Holiday: Not just a battery. It could fuel a country the size of Abysus for a decade.

Rex: And it was going to be underneath my room?! Excuse me. Out of the way! Coming through! I was wondering when you and your hair would show up again, Van Kleiss.

Van Kleiss: Back to your old self again, I see. And how are those new abilities developing?

Rex: Just fine. Thanks for asking. Here's what I bet you're thinking, "did we really think this plan through? Was using some poor dude as a decoy the best move?"

Van Kleiss: I suppose only time will tell. Not as strong as you thought.

Rex: Not yet. That time I really thought I had it, okay? Ohh!

Noah: How awesome was that?

Rex: What part-- You clobbering Van Kleiss or Van Kleiss clobbering me?

Noah: Well, both, actually.

Rex: Hold on. I need a second to think of a really good dig.

[Van Kleiss chuckles]

Rex: Why are you smiling? We just owned you. It's over, Van Kleiss. You lose!

Noah: That was the best you could come up with. "You lose"?

Rex: That one didn't count. He caught me off guard with the whole smiling thing, okay?

Van Kleiss: You'd be wise to consider delaying your celebration for the moment, Rex. You're about to have your hands quite full.

Rex: Oh, really? And how do you figure that?

Noah: Aah!

Van Kleiss: Here's the part where you must be thinking, "did I think this plan through?"

Rex: Noah!

[Noah growls]

Rex: Are you nuts?! Stop it!

Six: Stand down!

Rex: Take it easy, Noah. You're going to be okay. This will all be over in a second. Great. Just great.

Six: Go!

Rex: Noah, if you can still understand me, when I said you should let things go, this isn't exactly what I meant.

[Rex groans]

Rex: Headache. It should be about balance, you know? Take care of the important stuff, but leave room for a little fun. Right now! Too much fun!

[Rex screaming]

Rex: Wh-o-o-o-oa! Everything's fine. Not a problem.

Six: If you can't stop him, it's going to be.

Rex: You know, Six, you really need to learn to think positive.

[Diane Farrah and Reporter gasps]

Rex: Stupid grin. It's like it's all just a game to him.

Determined grandmother: I know you!

Rex: Yeah, uh, thanks, but--

Determined grandmother: You're that "tex" kid from Providence.

Rex: Oh, Rex. Ma'am, this really isn't--

Determined grandmother: I have a bone to pick with Providence. Do you realize how awful it's been?

[Rex chuckles]

Rex: Funny story, he's actually my friend, so as soon as I can catch him--

Determined grandmother: Every single night, someone moves my glasses. I leave them on the nightstand, and when I wake up, they're on the dresser!

Rex: Glasses?

Determined grandmother: There's got to be an EVO in my house. Some of them only come out at night, you know.

Rex: Uh-huh.

Determined grandmother: Now, I keep calling you people, but no one will give me the time of day over there. So, you tell me-- How am I supposed to feel safe when there is an EVO in my apartment?!

Rex: Here. First number on speed dial.

Determined grandmother: He's eating the cat food, too!

Bobo: That friend of yours is a walking disaster. I'm starting to like the kid.

Six: We'll get this. Go.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, can you hear me?

Rex: A little busy right now, doc.

Dr. Holiday: Then I'll make it quick. The active nanites Van Kleiss create are highly unstable. If Noah isn't cured soon, his condition will be permanent.

Rex: How long do I have?

Dr. Holiday: It's probably different for each infected person, but I calculate less than an hour.

Rex: Noah, you have to listen to me. If I don't change you back, this is not going to turn out well. Please. Let me help you. No! No! Thanks a lot, guys!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Noah, I'm serious! Stop playing around!

[Rex screams]

[Rex sighs]

Rex: This isn't a game, Noah! Huh. Maybe it should be. Okay, Noah. I give up! You're it! Better not be another train. All right!

[Noah roaring]

Rex: Aw, no.

[Rex groans]

Rex: Well, what do you know? I'm "it" again.

[Rex groans]

Dr. Holiday: Rex, any luck?

Rex: Yep. I got him. Stand by. This isn't going to hurt. I promise.

Dr. Holiday: Rex?

Rex: I'm too late. I don't believe this. My best friend's an EVO forever-- And not even a cool EVO. He's the annoying, breaks-stuff kind.

[Noah belches]

Rex: Ugh!

Dr. Holiday: Actually, Rex, it might not be Noah. Your biometrics have flat-lined.

Rex: All that running around. He just wore me out. Did you hear that? It's me, not you.

[Rex sighs]

Rex: Just give me a minute.

[Noah roaring]

Rex: Noah, don't even-- No, no, no, no, no. No! No! I don't believe this. You really need a hobby, Van Kleiss.

Van Kleiss: I thought we could settle things without distraction. Here is as good a place as any.

Rex: I already kicked your butt once today. Ready to go again?

Van Kleiss: The question is, are you? It's hardly a fair fight.

Rex: Oh. Then I promised to go easy on you. What? You think I don't have my powers or something? I'm about to give you the pounding of the century! Come on, powers. Please come back! Don't you have anything better to do with your life than come after me all the time?

Van Kleiss: Funny you should ask.

Rex: Doc? How are those biometrics looking now?

Dr. Holiday: Give it a try.

Rex: Ah, yeah! It's about time! Machines work. I just hope the important part does.

Noah: What just happened?

Rex: Do you remember anything?

Noah: It all kind of hazy. I mostly remember the feeling of... Fun. And I remember you punching me in the face.

Rex: Yeah. Sorry about that. I thought you were trying to eat me. Come on. We've got a rat to catch. Why so happy? Is this the part where breach shows up and rescues you?

Van Kleiss: Actually, no. This is the part where she takes your inadequately guarded fuel core.

Six: Six to post, what's your status? Six to post.

Rex: Another decoy?

Van Kleiss: I should share some of the credit with your friend over here. He played the part to perfection.

Noah: Gee, thanks.

Van Kleiss: Now, this would be the part where Breach shows up.

Noah: I can't believe I did all this. Sounds like I had the time of my life.

Rex: [laughing] It almost became your life. Sorry about that.

Noah: Are you kidding? Just knowing I was a rampaging EVO is cool. I wish I could have remembered at least some of it.

Rex: It's probably all over the news if you want a replay... At least until you stepped on the news van.

Noah: Well... [Exhales sharply] Guess it's back to quadratic equations.

Rex: I have no idea what those are. I've got somewhere I need to be. See you later. I know. I'm not supposed to be here. I don't care if it's a construction zone. I'm moving back.

Six: It's all right. Turns out you're not the only one who feels that way. You'll get used to the cold showers. Food, you're on your own. From the top?

Rex: From the top.

Six: What were you trying to build, anyway?

Rex: A water jet. Oh, by the way, I need a new cellphone.

Six: Yes?

Determined grandmother: [through phone] It's after my glasses again.

Six: Glasses?

Determined grandmother: [through phone] This time I am serious. Now, when are you going to send someone out here?

Six: Ma'am, I'm...

Determined grandmother: [through phone] Do you even work for Providence?

Six: Yes, I work for Providence.

Determined grandmother: [through phone] What kind of a flimflam outfit is this?

Six: How did you get this number?

Waste Land

[The episode starts off with a Providence research ship riding the rough waves of the ocean. As water begins to spash in, the crew on the ship begin to panic and run.]

Agent 01: [shouting] Forget that stuff! She's going down!

Agent 02: What's happening?!

Agent 03: [stops running] Hurry!

[continues running]

[The waves begin to worsen and the crew begin to board the lifeboats on the side of the ship.]

Agent 03: Is everyone out?

Agent 01: Where's Hogdson?

[It cuts to a scene in the ship where]

[Hogdson is seen running through the corridor, however he bumps into the captain.]

Captain: Hogdson, get out, We're abandoning ship!

Hogdson: Yeah, I got that from the annoying alarms. I have to shut down the reactor core. If it melts down, the entire region will be a dead zone.

[Hogdson runs past the captain and enters a room. Fighting open the heavy door, he is pushed in by the force of the ship and is closed inside. Removing the radioactive rods from the reactor core, he is interrupted by a large noise on the side of the ship. Looking over, the dent becomes large and water makes it inside. An EVO's mouth with fangs and a long tongue appears and screeches.]

Hogdson: [terrified] This will not end well--

[The creature backs out, allowing all of the water to wash in and flood the room.]

[It shows a scene of Rex playing in the bathtub with a toy squid and submarine.]

Rex: [lifts the toys out of the water and plays] We're breaking up! We ran out of power to the hall! It's working captain!

[Six throws a towel and it lands on Rex's head.]

Six: Bath time's over. We have a mission.

Rex: Oh yeah? Where to?

Six: The middle of the pacific

[walks away]

Rex: [looks at his toys and throws them back into the bathtub] Excellente!

[The Keep flies over the pacific ocean gyre meanwhile Doctor Holiday is inside working with other agents and authorizing the mission. Behind her, a large underwater ship is being readied for submersion, where Rex and Six are inside.]

Rex: This is going to be so great, Six! I have dreamed of being an undersea explorer for-- I don't know, as long as I can remember!

Six: You only remember the last eighteen months.

Rex: [confidently] I dream fast. [walks over] Look, I don't know how many times my brain's been rebooted, but for now, I'm cramming it full of cool memories while I can. Exploring the ocean? that's major! Like-- Visiting another planet. [takes out camera phone] Smile! [takes a picture of a serious Six] Eh, close enough.

[Looks elsewhere and places phone away.]

Dr. Holiday: We're coming up on the drop coordinates, I'll link you to the exterior camera feed. [links to camera, showing them all of the gyre] Welcome to trash island.

Rex: Cool-- How big is that thing?!

Dr. Holiday: About twice the size of Texas. The same currents that formed it have swept up every nanite in the north pacific. Who knows how many EVOs are down there.

Rex: Sea monsters! What every explorer dreams of.

Dr. Holiday: Something sunk that ship, yet didn't harm the crew.

Rex: Bonus. A sea monster with a conscience.

Dr. Holiday: With intelligence. Don't let your guard down, we can't communicate once you've submerged.

Six: How long do we have?

Holiday: Depends on the conditions of the reactor core. [switches screen to blueprint of the ship] If the rods are cracked they could already be leaking radioactivity. But if the core melts down, its radioactive steam could travel to the mainland.

Rex: Yeah! If it doesn't blow up first.

Dr. Holiday: No danger of that. But you'll never need a nightlight again. Bring me back a souvenir.

[The bottom hatch slides open to prepare the ships submersion.]

Rex: Whoa, that's worse than the bottom of my closet [looks over at Six] And we're diving into that?

Six: Just hold your nose.

[Six pulls the lever and the ship is released. Diving through the air, the ship reaches closer and closer to the water. Rex is startled at first, but begins to cheer in excitement as if he were on an amusement ride. The ship enters the sea and they drive deeper into the sea. The deeper they go, the more trash they see, which amazes Rex.]

Rex: This. Is. Amazing.

Six: The core was using the trash as a foundation material.

Rex: You see trash? [grabs steering wheel] Guess it's all how you look at it-- It's a city! I'm gonna say we are definitely not alone down here.

Six: [thinking] Whoever constructed this now has the weapon potential of the reactor core-- [looks at Rex] And don't touch the controls.

[Rex removes his hands off the steering wheel in disappointment.]

[The ship passes a large area protected by a mysterious barrier that has sealed in air.]

Rex: [exterior shot of the ship] That window's alive, and there's air in there!

Six: [camera cuts to Six] A city big enough to house an army and perfectly hidden. The research ship could've been taken down for getting too close.

[Something on the side quietly watches the ship travel through the water and swims away.]

Rex: Well, I'm not seeing any army [radar begins beeping] So far, all I'm seeing is-- [looks at screen and looks back] Fish?

[Three large fish EVOs appear and swim towards ship, beginning to swarm it.]

Rex: Incoming!

[The fish EVOs swim in on the ship and crash into it]

Six: [stumbles over] I've lost steering. Take the controls. Try to outrun them!

Rex: Oh! So now I get to. Awesome! [the ship shakes once more and Rex groans] Less awesome!

Six: [reprograms torpedo on touch screen] I just need a moment to reprogram a torpedo. [Rex continues outrunning the fish] Got it. Hold on.

[The torpedo is launched through the back and it explodes, causing the EVO fish to flee away.]

Rex: Ooh! Ouch! [Six readjusts his tie] Two the heads-- Twice the headache!

Six: [stands up] Suit up, we need to check the damage.

[The scene switches over to Rex and Agent Six floating outside of the underwater ship that is parked by a nearby cave. Both are in their scuba diving suits.]

Rex: Did you really need the sunglasses?

[Slowly, many little brightly glowing creatures swim around the both Agent Six and Rex, catching their attention]

Rex: Okay, maybe so!

Six: One of the steering vanes is bent. We need to remove it.

[A high whale call is heard and the little glowing creatures swim off.]

[Agent Six swims out of the ship's entrance and braces himself.]

Rex: Whatever that sound is, it's really creeping me out.

Six: Fish communicate with sonic waves. I suspect those are commands. [out of the shadows in the distance, two Whale EVOs appear] There!

Rex: Hey, you fix the sub [swims off] I've got the chum. [taunts] Come on, this way! Over here!

[The large EVO's swim past the underwater ship and target Rex. Rex forms his Smack Hands and, due to the weight, is dragged down. He disassembles his builds once he lands on a large edge.]

Rex: [looks at hands] Uhh? This may be a problem. [looks up]

[Rex looks up to see the whale EVO's chasing after him. Just as the whales are about to collide with him, he jumps off meanwhile forming his Punk Busters to be quickly dragged to the bottom. He reaches a wall, and leaps off, avoiding another attack from the EVOs.]

Rex: Come on! Come on! A little further! A little further!

[He reaches another ledge, and pushes off to evade another bite by the EVOs. As he reaches higher, he begins to slow down.]

Rex: [anxiously] No! No! No! [calmly] Okay, new strategy.

[Rex swims backward, dodging one of the EVOs. He forms his Blast Caster and wraps it around the whale's fin, getting pulled along with it.]

Rex: Yes! [the EVO turns and continues to swim downward] Oh, no, not down! Bad fish! Bad!

[Cut to Six, who is still fixing the underwater ship. Two whale EVO's appear behind him, and he turns around, arming himself with his sword. He looks down and spots Rex propelling towards him with the help of his boogie pack. Just as Rex passes by, Six jumps on Rex's back to escape.]

Rex: Finally found something that works underwater!

[While propelling through the water Rex and Six hear a roar from behind them.]

Six: [turning around] Hostiles on our nine!

[As the whales inch closer to them, Rex swims past large stalactite. Six, using his swords, slice through the stalactite, causing them to topple on the whales behind them. Camera cuts to a humanoid figure watching them from shadows. The figure begins making noises to communicate with fishes.]

Rex: [distracted] Where is that coming from?

Six: Rex!

[Rex turns around and makes an abrupt stop in front of a large squid EVO with a figure mounted on it]

Rex: I'm going to say the squeaks are coming from him.

[The camera shows the squid EVO's fangs coming in closer to the camera until it eventually fades to black. Rex, along with Six, dodges the tentacles of the EVO and propels away.]

Rex: Hang on! [dodges the nearing tentacles and swims behind it] I don't know about you, but I'm craving me some fried calamari!

Six: Closer.

[Is taken in closer by Rex.]

[As Rex nears the rider on the squid, Six takes his opportunity to strike. However, the squid releases a thick cloud of ink. Getting out of the ink cloud, Rex and Six are once again being chased by the squid and its rider.]

Six: [points to barrier fill with air] Keep your head down and take us in!

Rex: So-- Ringing the doorbell is out of the question? [Rex forms his Smack Hands and punches through the barrier, entering with Six] How is this better?

Six: [climbing out of water] Climb!

[The barrier quickly seals back up, and Rex is surprised to see an organic habitat before his eyes. There are waterfalls, rocks, and flora of all different colors. Rex snaps a picture on his phone.]

Six: Impressive.

Rex: This place is awesome!

[Just before touching it, Rex pulls his arm away from a mysterious plant that grows taller towards him. He yelps in fright.]

Rex: You saw the EVO riding the squid right? Mister tall, dark, and mermaid-y?

[Six looks at Rex and begins to hear some strange sounds similar to growls. Looking up, he sees red eyes glowing from a cave. Out of the cave, comes crustaceans EVO that walk on two legs. Eventually, Six and Rex are surrounded by them.]

Rex: Thinking I'll skip the melted butter joke. [Rex takes a closer look at the EVO's claw that has an eye. The eye blinks] That claw just winked at me.

[The EVO brings the claw closer and snaps it in his face.]

Rex: [jumps back, frightened] Hey!

[Rex and Six hear a mysterious voice and look to where it's coming from.]

Serge: It's their natural instinct-- To protect their territory-- Even to the death. [jumps out of nearby waterfall] We will not stand for anymore attacks-- On Aquania.

Rex: Aquania? Really? [smirks] Please tell me that name wasn't your idea.

Six: [walks in front of Rex] We haven't attacked you, or your city.

Serge: Liar! You fired torpedoes and entered this very room!

Six: To escape your squid.

Rex: [looks at EVOs in the area] Uhh, why don't we lighten up a bit? Less accusing, more amusing?

Six: The fact remains. You attacked an innocent research ship!

Rex: [backs up besides Six] So you did all this? [looks at Serge] How did you get coral to take orders?

Serge: Innocents?! As soon as those "innocents" find something profitable, a hundred more ships come to drench and scrape out the ocean floor.

[The growls of the EVOs nearby begin to grow much louder.]

Rex: Uh, guys! Guys! Sorta-- Freakin' out the kids here?

Serge: After that, the drills arrive spitting out oil-- [jumps down from higher edge] And chomps everything under it! [inches from Six's face] Just leave us alone!

[Serge backs away and the other EVOs begin to snap their claws in the air. An EVO reaches towards Rex and opens its claw, causing a slimy limb, with fangs, to emerge from the center. Rex shouts, and kicks the EVO back. The EVO is caught by its fellow comrades. Soon, they all surround Rex and Six.]

Serge: [turns away] Just following their natural instincts.

[Rex forms his Rex ride build, causing the EVOs to all fall backwards. With Six on his back, he speeds off. Serge watches in shock. As Rex drives towards an exit, the exit begins to contract and get smaller.]

Rex: Get small!

[While Six hunches, he and Rex successfully drive through the first exit, eventually making it through a second exit as well. As soon as they make it past the exit, Rex disassembles his build, tossing them both in midair. Rex and Six both powerfully stick the landing.]

Rex: [stands up and lifts goggles] What next?

[A nearby plant with sharp spines quickly expands and throws Rex to the ground, piercing his shoulder in the process.]

[Rex groans]

Rex: Ask a stupid question--

[Six equips a magna blade and slashes through the plants spines. Rex builds his punk busters and kicks the spines off. Jumping into the air, he crashes through the ground and lands with Six beside him. He deactivates his build, still having a large spine through his shoulder.]

Rex: [holds shoulder and groans] I'm rethinking the undersea explorer career option.

[Rex sighs and attempts to touch spine]

Six: Don't. Let me. [removes spine] There. Is the paralysis spreading?

Rex: Gimme a sec.

[grabs arm]

[Close up of Rex's blood stream. The venom in Rex's body is neutralized by his nanites.]

Rex: Nanites took care of it-- I think.

Six: [raises spine] This is from a Scarlet Cobra Urchin. You're lucky, Rex. This would've killed a normal person.

[walks off]

Rex: You know a little too much about things that can kill you, Six.

Six: We need to find the reactor core. No telling what he plans to do with it.

Rex: I doubt he even knows what he has. [leans on large sac] Sure, he's a little nutty. I mean, he came up with [air quotes] "Aquania". This place is more like a paradise than a military camp. I mean-- How many extremists do you see running a nursery?

[As Rex pushes off the purple colored sac, it grows larger and bursts. Out of it, falls baby EVOs resembling the crustaceans they saw earlier.]

Rex: [falters back] Yuck!

Six: Please. Stop. Touching things.

[The baby EVOs begin cooing and rolling around.]

Rex: Maybe they want their mommy?

[The EVOs from earlier locate Six and Rex and surround them.]

Rex: I suppose one of them could be their mommy--

Six: [lowers blade in front of newborn EVOs] Come. No. Further.

[EVOs begin to back away.]

Rex: [to Six] Um, what are you doing...?

Serge: [comes out from crowd of EVOs] An example of why I keep the company of fishes-- [points staff at Rex and Six] Instead of men.

Rex: [holds head] Oh, come on, guys! [brings out hands] Truce!

Six: Rex!

Rex: [calmly] Maybe that research ship looked like trouble to you, but they were just documenting the pollution to make people understand the harm their garbage does. But if you think you're the one getting the shaft-- We'll listen. [pauses and turns to Six] Come on? What could it hurt?

[Six lowers his sword. Cut to large pile of netted trash floating on the ocean. A large fish EVO brings it underwater and swims with it.]

Serge: After my change, I found I have a closer bond with these new species.

[The fish brings the trash to Aquania.]

Rex: With what? Telepathy?

Serge: No. I understand their natural instincts and use them to modify their behavior.

[Serge reaches in a bag he's holding and tosses out a fish to feed to the other fish EVO. It successfully catches it in its mouth.]

Rex: [snaps picture with cellular phone] Oh-- Like a fish whisperer!

Six: [walks behind Serge] And modifying behavior includes sinking ships?

Serge: [turns head around] The facts are clear! I build-- [fully turns] You destroy.

Rex: Hey, I know-- Introductions! This is Six! My name is Rex!

Serge: Six? [leans in and smirks] That's a machine's name.

Rex: [stands in between] I think we've established that not everyone is good at picking names. And you are?

Serge: [turns away] Serge.

Rex: Now see? That's totally rad. Strong, powerful, like uh-like a tidal surge, right?

Serge: It's my name-- Short for Sergio.

Rex: Right. Well-- Works both ways.

[Meanwhile, the crustacean EVOs carry the large pile of netted trash across the screen, cutting it to another scene in the process. The scene is another part of Aquania, showing waterfalls and large pools of water with long anemones rising out from it. They appear to be working with the other EVOs, eating the trash.]

Serge: There is much to do if the oceans aren't to be clean again. These anemones can process even oil and plastics into food that is circulated through the coral colony. The coral builds everything we need, even the mirrors that bring light--

[A large tremor is suddenly felt.]

Rex: Whoa! Sea quake!

Serge: No! It is just a curse that you humans have set upon me. It became jammed in the lower spires and is now at the mercy of the currents.

[The research ship is shown hanging from numerous chains near the bottom of Aquania.]

Rex: It's a research ship!

Serge: The shaking will stop when the crab-men cut it free and drop it into the abyss.

Rex: Yeah, bad idea! [turns to Six] See! He doesn't want a weapon, he has no idea what he has!

Serge: [angrily turns around, causing Rex to falter] Weapon?! So your interest in my work was a lie?!

Six: It's not a weapon-- [faces Serge] But it will destroy your home.

[Another large tremor.]

Rex: We're running out of time!

Six: [to Serge] Listen to me, the reactor inside that ship would be crushed. If it leaks, this whole stretch ocean will be unlivable.

Rex: That's why we came, to get the thing out of here! [Serge scowls at Rex] To protect the ocean-- Really! Go green! Yay!

Serge: We'll inspect it together, if you're telling the truth--

[Another tremor occurs, knocking Serge and Rex off balance. The stalactite within the ocean waters begin to crumble and fall to the ocean depths. Rex runs to the wall of Aquania's barrier and looks out into the ocean to see the chains, holding up the ship, break. Quickly, the ship sinks towards the bottom of the ocean.]

Serge: [confronts Six] You've poisoned us all!

Rex: [sprints past] Anyone up for plan B?

Serge: [shocked] We're over a deep-sea trench! Even I can't withstand the depths down there!

[Serge runs after Rex]

Rex: Then we better hope I can.

[The ship sinks into the trench and Rex dives into the water after it.]

Serge: The boy will be crushed before he reaches the ship, and that reactor will destroy Aquania.

Six: Underestimating him will be your biggest mistake.

[The camera pans into the water. Cut to Rex, who is using his mechanical fists to quickly sink him into the depths. He nears closer to the ship.]

Six: [off-screen, through communicator] You're going to have to work fast, Rex. We don't know how much pressure you can take.

Rex: Come on, Six, you know I do my best work under pressure!

[Rex triggers his mechanical fists to spin, propelling him faster through the water. Luckily, the large ship gets caught in between a trench, and Rex clings onto a nearby ladder. He pulls himself closer to an inside view of the ship.]

Rex: Some lights are still on.

Six: [off-screen, through communicator] That means the reactor is probably still okay.

Rex: Yeah, but the ship is sliding into the trench!

Six: [off-screen, through communicator] When it starts breaking up, get out whether you have it or not!

Rex: [forms his Blast Caster] Ignoring that part.

[Rex using his blast caster to grab hold of something and reels himself in. Rex swims through the ship and eventually surfaces from the inside.]

Six: [off-screen, through communicator] Radio updates as you make your way through the s-- :[Six begins breaking up]

Rex: I can't hear you, must be the steel hall. Don't worry, I got it covered. [Rex reaches up and removes his scuba mouthpiece] At least I hope I do.

[Rex releases his mouthpiece and begins climbing a nearby ladder. As he makes his way up, the ship begins to loosen from the trench. The abrupt shake takes Rex by surprise, and he looses his grip. As he falls, his leg catches the ladder and hangs up upright. As he collides with the ladder, his oxygen pack falls into the water below.]

Rex: Great going, Rex. White Knight will probably take this out of your imaginary paycheck. And I sorta needed that to breathe.

[Rex continues to climb the ladder and makes it to a corridor where he hears a loud noise. From both ends of the halls, strong waves of water rush towards him. Trying to escape through another passage, the water catches up with him and pushes him through the hall. He uses his mechanical smack hands to hold a nearby doorway. He peaks through the glass.]

Rex: Ah, there you are. [sees the reactor cores on the other side of the door, which is completely filled with water] Okay, this should be easy, except for the whole "no-air" thing.

[Rex forms his mechanical big fat sword and pierces through the door. After a very deep inhale, he retracts his sword, and the water from the inside spills out, breaking the door in the process. Completely submerged underwater, Rex enters the room and surfaces.]

Rex: [sarcastically] Going great! [fixes goggles] Everything's cool! [inhales, and goes back under. He reaches the reactor core and touches it before surfacing again] Gotta learn to build myself a submarine. [dives and comes back up coughing] Okay, maybe I didn't think this through. [swims back under and tries forming a built, but loses focus. He resurfaces] Come on, Rex! Focus or you're gonna be fish food!

[Rex inhales once again and the moment he swims back down, he tries to resurface, but can't because all the area is entirely filled with water. Rex panics and begins to pound the walls. Suddenly, he is yanked by something, and a strange thing is placed around his head. Instantly, it supplies him with oxygen.]

Rex: [feels around head] Whoa, that's trippy! I can breath! [looks down to see him being rescued and carried away by Serge] The radio active rods-- We can't leave them, and I can't carry them all!

[The ship begins to collapse, and with the help of his Squid EVO, Serge and Rex are safely maneuvered from the ships path. As they escape the ship, it's evident that Serge removed the radio active rods just in time. Cut to Aquania, Where Rex and a crustacean EVO are wrapping away the rods in seaweed while on top of a whale EVO.]

Rex: Seaweed bubble wrap, a one hundred percent natural and crab-man approved! [raises hand] Up top! [the EVO raises its open claw, but a tongue emerges and licks Rex's hand] Eugh! [pulls back hand] Nevermind.

[Rex runs off of the whale, meanwhile is swims to the bottom with the crustacean EVO to get rid of the rods.]

Six: [to Serge] I understand what you're trying to do here. I see no reason to reveal Aquania to anyone for now. [raises hand] Forgive my suspicions.

Rex: [jumps on both Serges and Six's shoulders] Ha! Aaand what else did we learn today-- Serge? Six? Anyone? To see things from the other person's point of view [pulls both in closer]

Serge: [to Six] I-- Do have more paralyzing urchin spines if you want them.

Rex: Smile!

[takes picture]

[Cut to Rex phone, shuffling pictures of Aquania: Both Six and Serge standing beside each other, selfie of Rex and baby crustacean EVOs on his head, shoulder, etc, Rex next to an EVO big enough to only capture its eye, side profile of Serge, surprised Rex's head within the claw of an EVO, an EVO with his goggles, throwing a star fish at Six who is unaware and eventually reaching for the camera with Rex also in the photo.]

[While Rex and Six sit in their ship, prepared to go back to Providence, Rex looks down and smiles at his camera phone.]

Six: You realize if anyone saw those...?

[Rex sighs]

Rex: I know--

[deletes all files]

Rex: [looks over at Six] Maybe we can come back and visit?

Six: I rather not.

Rex: I figured you'd say that. [a little crustacean EVO cries and appears from beside Rex. He picks it up] It's for Holiday!

[She said to bring her back a souvenir.]

Six: [furrows eyebrows. Cuts to ships driving off to the surface] Just don't expect me to feed it.

The Lost Weekend

Kenwyn: What did you to Skwydd?

Mouse: Just shedding a light light on how dangerous his kind can be.

Rex: By juicing his powers? What were you thinking?

Mouse: Most inorganic material explodes when given that kind of molecular jolt, but not not nanites. They convert the energy into power that amplifies an E.V.O.'s abilities to tremendously uncontrollable levels.

Alliance

Rex: The ends of the earth lie a place so deadly, it was sealed forever from the outside world. Welcome... to the Bug Jar... Where monstrous creatures roam free... Where a faithless ruler seeks to escape to inflict his wrath upon humanity. But now, the Great Barrier is on the verge of failure... And the hope of all mankind lies in the bravest, most capable hands. And, uh, speaking of hands, you have four. Think you could lend one?

Bobo: Whoops.

Dr. Holiday: Guys, what's the status of the shield?

Rex: The power regulator is completely trashed, doc. I'll need to control it manually until I can get it started. Mm. Kind of ripe in here.

Bobo: That little back door there?

[Bobo clears throat]

Bobo: Not the bathroom. More Bug Jar, buddies. I got the last one.

Rex: [Sighs] Fine. Hold this. And whatever you do, do not let go.

Bobo: Or what?

Rex: Kaboom!

Bobo: He will pay.

Rex: Okay, little wormie, come to papa. Whoa. Yet even in this forsaken place, our hero runs afoul of his evil nemesis... Van Kleiss. Activating stealth suit. Looks like Van Kleiss decided to crash the party.

Bobo: Just like that guy knocked the phone ahead.

Rex: [to himself] And he brought his Pack flunkies. Biowulf, Skalamander, Breach. Circe? Gotta hurry. Their headed straight for-- Someplace else. Gonna find out where.

Bobo: No way. You're not leaving me here with your--

Rex: Sorry. Another call.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, why aren't you fixing that shield regulator?

Rex: Hint-- You may remember him from such schemes as destroying Providence headquarters, and trying to take over the entire Earth.

Dr. Holiday: Van Kleiss, in there? You're right. You should investigate, after you fix the shield.

Rex: Then it might be too late.

Dr. Holiday: She's there, isn't she?

Rex: Who, Breach? Yeah, but--

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: A quick recon, and that's it. I'll try to buy some time at this end. And I want regular check-ins.

Rex: Yep, got it.

Van Kleiss: Intriguing. An entire divergent branch of EVO development.

Biowulf: This place is a waste of our time.

Circe: Van Kleiss knows what he's doing. It's not your place to question.

Biowulf: Question?! You dare accuse me of disloyalty?! Hmm.

Circe: Sorry. Get a grip.

Rex: With no care for his own safety, our brave hero tails his quarry into the very lion's den. Unknown to the villain, he'll be meddling in forces he can't possibly control.

Van Kleiss: Circe, if you would?

[Circe roar echoing]

[Circe roar echoing]

NoFace: Intruders!

[Circe roar echoing]

[Biowulf grunts]

[Skalamander grunts]

NoFace: Who are you?

Van Kleiss: Someone in a position to help you.

NoFace: Follow.

Van Kleiss: Breach, with me. The rest of you, remain here.

Biowulf: Master, my place is at your side.

Van Kleiss: I want no interruptions, Biowulf. Is that clear?

Rex: Okay, folks, here's the 4-1-1. VK, NoFace-- Getting cozy. Gonna try to bust it up. That's all I got for now. Over and out.

Bobo: Oh, don't you dare hang up! I'm a feeling a cramp coming on!

Circe: You're right, you know. We should be down there with him. What is he up to, anyway?

Biowulf: I... do not know.

Circe: You don't know? I thought he trusted you with everything.

Biowulf: Of course he does! He just--

Rex: Hey! Easy on the stealth suit, which apparently, isn't so stealthy.

Circe: Rex?

Skalamander: Providence Spy!

Rex: Right! Man, got it in one! Yep, we heard V.K. was looking for a new second-in-command.

[Rex grunts]

Biowulf: What?!

Rex: True story. Got it straight from intel. Not surprised, really. That NoFace is one bad dude. Guess Bio-Whelp here ain't cutting it these days.

[Biowulf roars]

[Biowulf grunts]

[Skalamander grunts]

[Circe roar echoing]

Circe: Aah!

Rex: Seen it before. First they keep you out of meetings.

[Skalamander grunts]

Rex: Then the boss chews you out for trying to do your job. Next thing you know, you're taking orders from the new guy, and you're just another hench like Skalamander.

[Biowulf grunts]

[Biowulf growls]

Rex: Here comes the moment when our brave hero sweeps the girl of her feet!

Biowulf: Don't let him.

Rex: Literally!

Circe: Hey! Let--

Rex: [flies off with Circe in his arms] See you around, henchie!

Biowulf: [to Skalamander] Follow them!

Circe: Down! Now!

Rex: Not till we hear each other out!

Circe: Sure. I'll go first.

[Circe roar echoing]

[Breaks the Bogie Pack with a hypersonic burst, causing them to fall]

Rex: Aah! Oh, great! Way to go, Circe!

Dr. Holiday: Any word from Rex?

Bobo: He ain't back, and I'm still holding the bag. Hold on. Rex? That you, pal? Hidin' in plain sight. I hate this place.

NoFace: Invaders have come before. They brought only pain.

Van Kleiss: It is a pain we both share. The same Providence outsides attacked my lands, destroyed my army.

NoFace: There was one who tormented us-- Humiliated us. The grower of machines.

Van Kleiss: Ah, Rex. Another thorn we share. My proposal is simple. You control a formidable legion. I, in turn, can provide the escape and the vengeance you seek. I can be your liberator. You can be my general. Together, we will crush our enemies, starting with the one you hate most. Now, then, are we--

Biowulf: Master, I have a report.

Van Kleiss: [Irritated] This is a private conversation. Can't you handle the slightest detail without bothering me?

[Biowulf grunts]

Biowulf: Of course, master. It was nothing.

[Circe grunts]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Whoa!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Aah! Ouch!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: [to himself] Our hero pursues the girl of his dreams, heedless of her attempts to break his heart.

[Circe roar echoing]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Along with the rest of him. Circe! Just give me one minute, okay? Look, no powers.

Circe: One minute. But if this is about leaving the Pack--

Rex: Please. I'm way past that. There are bigger things going on here than who you hang out with.

Circe: Fifty seconds.

Rex: I wasn't sent here to spy on you. I'm here to stop these things from ever getting out.

Circe: Forty. Why are you telling me this? You know who I am.

Rex: You've seen the things that live here. Whatever deal you think Van Kleiss is making, it's going to turn out bad for everyone.

Circe: Thirty seconds.

Rex: I do know who you are, Circe. Just once think for yourself! Maybe your perfect leader could actually be wrong, maybe even a bit crazy. Nuts! Certifiably insane!

Circe: Shut up!

[Circe roar echoing]

Circe: Twenty. Talk about blinded. Did you ever wonder why Van Kleiss is so interested in you?

Rex: Oh, I don't know. Maybe he wants me dead?

Circe: Not anymore. Something has changed, Rex. Ever since you got your powers back, I hear him talking. Says you have something that's the key to everything. For whatever reason, he needs you alive. I know it, Rex. He'd never let you be killed.

Rex: Never, huh?

Circe: Time's up.

[Circe grunts]

NoFace: Enough talk! Free us!

Van Kleiss: You understand I need certain... assurances.

NoFace: Assurances? Explain.

Van Kleiss: If I free you, will you trust in my leadership and mine alone?

NoFace: Leadership must be proven. Show us you can defeat our enemies.

Rex: Now, this looks like a party.

Van Kleiss: Rex. You never cease to amaze me.

No-Face: Defiler! Give it to us!

Van Kleiss: Now do you believe I can deliver what I say? Will you agree to my leadership?

NoFace: We agree to it! Give him to us! Now! Now! Now!

Circe: [very shocked] Van Kleiss, I didn't bring Rex here so you could-- He'll kill him!

Van Kleiss: Never forget how I found you, Circe. What you were... before. He's yours.

[Tears well up in Circe's eyes; thoroughly horrified that her master would calmly allow Rex's life to be put at risk]

NoFace: You! Bring him to the vestibule!

Rex: You have your orders!

[Biowulf grunts]

Biowulf: I'm going to enjoy this.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: You were supposed to finish me off. Now you just get to watch with the other hench bags. Surrounded by the jeering throng, the hero faces certain doom. The heartbreaker looks on. When it's over, she'll regret shunning his advances.

NoFace: Now you feel... my pain!

Rex: First, a few ground rules. Nothing below the belt, and I have a date on Friday, so easy on the face.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: It's not exactly a problem in your case, having NoFace and all. Huh?

[Rex gasps]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Aah!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: No anchovies on pizza.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: No stripes with plaids.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Aah! Termine ser sentados, Por favor!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: [weakly] Is this what you wanted?

[Collapses from his inquiries, causing Circe to open her eyes]

Circe [tearful, pleading]: Stop this! Please! You need him alive!

Van Kleiss: Alive-- Yes. Heart pumping, lungs breathing. But his mind? The less that's left of that, the better. Circe, I warn you. Lift so much as a finger to help him, and you're finished!

[Rex grunts]

Van Kleiss: I'll have this trash removed. And now that you've had your fun, it's time to finalize our--

NoFace: We will have our full revenge!

Van Kleiss: It seems we've reached something of an impasse.

NoFace: We take orders from no one else!

Rex: I'm not driving a wedge between you, Am I?

Van Kleiss: Well played.

Rex: Good news for me. For you, not so much.

[Van Kleiss grunts]

Van Kleiss: Pity we couldn't have worked something out. Breach, if you would?

[Van Kleiss sighs]

Van Kleiss: Looks like the hard way, then.

[Van Kleiss grunts]

Rex: Huh? His work here finished, the hero does the noble thing. He runs like a thief. Adiós!

[Bobo grunts]

Bobo: Where the heck have you been?!

Rex: You're not still holding on to that, are you? Because it's a good thing-- You know, with the whole... kaboom... Doc, I'm back.

Dr. Holiday: There you are. Rex, listen to me. If the shield fails, the only solution is a cold reboot of the system. I don't need to tell you what will happen if the thing's in there get out.

Rex: Keep your lab coat on. This'll only take a minute. Or maybe not. Doc, do you remember back in the briefing all that stuff you were saying about worst-case scenarios? Yeah, we have a winner. I got nothing.

Bobo: Great. 'Cause this situation's not random enough already. Let's throw some raging teen hormones into the mix.

Circe: You, Biowulf, even me... We're all just means to an end for him. He doesn't really care about any of us.

Rex: Oh, you finally figured that out. Well, better late than never, I guess.

Circe: It's not too late, not if I have anything to say about it.

[Extends her fleshly and grotesque EVOs mouth]

Bobo: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! There are some of us around here that might not like the sound of whatever you're about to do.

Circe: I'll adjust the frequency to exclude friendly EVOs.

Bobo: Does that include me?

Circe: For now.

[Circe roar echoing]

[Uses her melodious, hypnotic singing to call back the EVOs escaping]

Bobo: Whoa, mama!

[Bobo grunting]

Rex: I thought you said you could filter it.

Circe: It's not an exact science.

Rex: It worked! You're calling them all back! And right towards us! Torn between saving his friends or the world, our hero makes the stupid choice.

[Rex grunts]

[Bobo grunts]

Rex: Come on, Bobo... Focus! Think bananas! Think how much you hate 'em!

Biowulf: Get that thing running.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, you'll need to follow this sequence exactly.

Rex: Not no time for that!

Computer: Shield activation in sixty seconds. Fifty-nine, fifty-eight--

[Circe roar echoing]

[Circe groans]

Bobo: Gotcha! Not seeing much of a difference.

Rex: We are out of here! You coming or what?

Biowulf: I was never here.

[Biowulf grunts]

Computer: Fourteen, thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.

[Circe groans]

[Circe grunts]

Circe: Van Kleiss?

Rex: Eh, Breach'll get him out... Eventually. But right now he's in there, you're out here. You'll never have a better time to consider, you know, your options.

[Notice the two of them holding hands and let go, blushing]

Bobo: What is it about stealing from our own people that's so dang satisfyin'?

Circe: You forgot to remove the tracker.

Bobo: Eh, funny that.

Circe: I'm not going to Providence.

Rex: Doesn't matter where you go. All that matters is that you want to go there. That said... I hear Hong Kong's nice this time of year. And so, the tired warrior journeys homeward-- Crisis averted, world saved, villains vanquished.

Bobo: Girl not got. Again!

Rex: Do you have to rub it in?

Divide By Six

One: [Speaking through Rex] Six.

Six: One?

One: You left this place, quit life as a mercenary and so rarely returned to visit.

Six: I did what I felt was right, I never meant to dishonor.

One: So rarely, that I never had time to tell you how proud you've made me.

Six: [Takes off his glasses for the first time in the series] We're going to help you. We're going to take you home.

One: But Six, I am home. [Rex falls unconscious while One's body starts changing. Eventually his body dissolves and fertilizes the entire island to its former splendor]

Six: He's still One. He's just one with everything.

Mixed Signals

Rex: Whoa, big guy! Someone needs to ease off on the cheeseburgers.

Six: Skip the insults. Start the containment.

Rex: Like its feelings are going to get hurt. One bad and ugly going down. What?

Six: Rex? Rex!

Rex: Cool!

Six: You want to explain this?

Rex: I don't know. It's like some weird vision of this thing filled my head, then built itself out of me. Maybe the vision came from Blobbo. Maybe it's trying to talk to me. Come on, big boy. Send me some more pictures. What's on your mind?

Six: Groceries. That's what's on its mind.

Rex: I'm skipping. I'm over it. That vision must have been a fluke.

Six: All right, then. We're going with a two-prong attack. Use caution. This kind of EVO might be a splitter. Rex! Snap out of it!

Rex: Whoa! Whoa! Ha! I wasn't supposed to do that, right?

Six: Rex, I want you back at HQ.

Rex: But I feel okay now. And we've got, um-- Two blobs to put down.

Six: Now!

Holiday: No trace of any recent electrochemical or DNA abnormalities. Everything reads normal.

Rex: But it's like the visions were being transmitted, and I was seeing it from a nanite point of view.

Holiday: I can't track it, Rex. There's no sign of signal displacement or a nano disturbance. Maybe we should consider the possibility that this is psychological.

Rex: Huh? Pizza.

Holiday: I think he's having another vision.

Bobo Haha: Of lunch?

Rex: With pineapple and salmon.

Bobo Haha: Blech! He is nuts.

Holiday: Aside from a strange choice in pizza toppings, all readings are normal. I can't explain it.

Rex: Well, if my nanites are trying to get me to build something, maybe we should give them what they want.

Bobo Haha: Whatever it is, I'm not eating it. Is that my electric toothbrush?

Rex: It better not be the one I've been using.

Bobo Haha: Oh.

Rex: This is what I'm seeing in my head. As stupid as it looks. It's like someone or something is sending me instructions to build some big device.

Bobo Haha: Or build a pizza with pineapple and salmon.

Rex: Okay. I'm not sure about that vision.

Holiday: Is that my hairdryer?

Rex: I just need to figure out what it does. Maybe it's a time machine. Or-- Or alien technology!

Bobo Haha: Maybe it's just a big pile of junk. Or a way to order a really awful pizza.

Contraption Voice: Target acquired.

Holiday: Rex!

Bobo Haha: Wake up!

[Rex gasps]

Provindece Soldier #1: Hey, where do you think you're going? We've got a security breach. Front floor.

Providence Soldier #2: Lockdown protocols enabled. All hands report to duty station. Security speed, take position.

Rex: Sorry, guys. I might be a little... late.

Caesar: Case compression. Release.

Rex: Figures I'd build a machine with a serious attitude problem.

Caesar: [taking off his helmet and turns to Rex] Rex, is that you?

Rex: Who’s asking?

Caesar: It’s me, Caesar, your brother! Mijo! [Hugs Rex] You're alive and... older. [Rex is dumbfounded] Uh. Atomic clock was right... [spanish accent] Es una problema grande.

Rex: Uh, yeah. [Pushes Caesar] It is a big problem.

Caesar: What is this place? Who are you people? [to Rex] I'm getting you out of here!

Bobo Haha: Sorry, amigo. Put your hands up. Or don't. I got a clear shot either way.

Caesar: [is looking at Bobo] A talking chimp?

Bobo Haha: Don't bother. I've heard all the jokes.

Caesar: Have they hurt you? Are you okay? Stand aside.

Rex: Hello? Do I get a say in this?

Holiday: If you're part of some elaborate plan to kidnap Rex, then you failed.

Caesar: Listen, bonita, you don't wanna make me use this.

Rex: [gets in between them] Enough! Normally around here when someone barges in talking crazy, they get around into the deck plates by my giant fists. But you seem legit. I'm going with him.

Holiday: Rex!

Rex: Okay, brother. Lead the way. So if you are my brother, where have you been all this time?

Caesar: I'll explain later when we're safe.

Rex: Uh, this is Providence. We are safe. Usually.

Caesar: Providence? Never heard of it. To be honest, the last five years has been a bit of a blur.

Rex: I want to believe you, but I'm gonna need some proof.

Caesar: Your name is Rex Salazar. Our parents are Violetta and Raphael. The last time I saw you was at the Applied Nanite Research Lab in Abysus; right before those fools triggered a replication cycle.

Rex: And I have total amnesia so, for all I know, that could be completely bogus.

Caesar: There's a scar on the back of your left knee you got when you were seven, riding the gantry arm in the reactor annex.

Rex: Hmm. I always wondered how I got that.

[they go out and Rex notices Caesar Salazar's pod laboratory]

Rex: Whoa. Nice wheels.

Six: [Comes out and unsheathed his swords] Don't even think about it.

[Caesar is about to attack but Rex stops him]

Rex: It's okay. Six isn't going to hurt you. Right, Six? You're comming in a little late on this, but, uh, this is Caesar, my brother, and he wants to get me out of here. So, let's just let my brother have his way and see where this all goes. Wherever you plan on going, they're going to follow us. You know that, right?

Caesar: They can try.

Rex: I don't know. Providence ship are pretty fast.

Six: Track Rex's bio signature and find out who that guy really is.

Rex: You ain't kidding. This thing moves fast. A-are we in the arctic?

Caesar: How do you think I got to your location so quickly once the locator signaled me?

Rex: Locator? You sent me the schematics to build that thing? It tried to crush me like a bug!

Caesar: Sorry, mijo. I wasn't really trying to hurt. [scans Rex's body] I was looking for what's hiding inside of you. [showing Rex the result] The Omega One Nanite.

Rex: That thing? Holiday discovered it before. We had no idea what it was.

Caesar: I sent signal instructions for the Omega One to track and contain. But since the nanite has integrated into your DNA, you became the conduit for building the machine. What I don't get is how the Omega One got inside of you. Rylander was supposed to have that under lock and key.

Rex: Rylander? He's the one who put it inside me.

Caesar: Why would he do a thing like that? I'm really gonna have to let old fool have it when I see him.

Rex: Not possible-- Courtesy of Van Kleiss.

Caesar: Van Kleiss?! What does that third-rate lab hack have to do with this?

Rex: What? I guess I’m not the only one who needs an update. Where have you been?

Caesar: It's a long story-- actually, short by my clock. A splinter group had formed at the lab. They had other ideas about how the nanites would be used. We tried to stop them, and you were hurt. The only way to save your life was an infusion of nanites. It was risky, but it worked. We thought that'd be enough to stop the others, make them see the right path. But we were wrong. Mom and Dad were in the reactor. As for me, I managed to escape in my lab. But the shock wave, the same shock wave that probably blanked your memory.... also interfered with engine that powers this pod. I was stuck in sub-light drive.

Rex: How long?

Caesar: Fifteen minutes. That's how long it took me to reboot the system. But at the speed I was going, it was 5 years of your time. I knew there was an accident, but I had no idea how bad. My nanite sensors were off the charts. My 1st priority was to insure the OM-1 was safe. That was our promise. And here we are. So, what have I missed these past five years?

Rex: Providence? We need to talk. They can wait.

Caesar: So let me understand, there are EVOs and Van Kleiss claimed as their leader?

Rex: Well, not for all of them, yet. I want to know about me, about our parents.

Caesar: They were scientists. We lived all over the world. Things settled down when you came along. That was in Geneva.

Rex: Wait a second. Are you saying I'm Swiss?

Caesar: Not really. Mother was born in Mexico City. Father in Buenos Aires.

Rex: And they're really... gone? [Caesar slowly nods sadly]

Rex: Um, where exactly did this ship take us?

Caesar: What do you know?We're back at the original lab site.

Rex: You mean the one in Abysus?

Caesar: Is that a problem?

Rex: I'd say just a small one. We should go, like now.

Caesar: [typing] Hmm... Must be low on charge. [walks out the door] We may be stuck, but on the bright side, I can take a look at some of these variegated organisms. [goes out]

Rex: Caesar! Wait!

[outside and observing the EVOs]

Caesar: Fascinating. We theorized mutations might occur but never anything this random.

[Rex hits the EVO before they got near Caesar]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Sorry, bro, but these guys--

[Rex hits another EVO]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Usually don't sit still for questions.

Caesar: [seeing Rex's new build] Hmm... That's new.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Guess I've learned a--

[Rex grunts]

Rex: A few tricks. But they still won't be enough if Van Kleiss shows up with all his goons. Six!

Six:We're locked onto you. The keep is already on its way.

Rex: Your ship may be out of juice, but I'm not. Hop on. I can get us out of here.

Caesar: I won't leave my lab, and you definitely don't want Van Kleiss getting his hands on some of the things in here. I'll try to reroute the capacitors to an alternate power source.

Caesar: Oh, you wanna see a photo of you, me, and papi? Maybe later.

Rex: You're a little off, aren't you, Caesar?

Biowulf: What was that machine it flew off with?

Van Kleiss: A laboratory. One I thought I'd never see again. It seems an old friend has returned-Caesar.

Rex: Providence isn't so bad now, eh, hermano?

Caesar: Is this a Grinnell? They always made good consoles, except for the random power surges.

Six: Well?

Rex: Everything's cool. He's a little kooky, but I'm pretty sure he's my brother.

Six: Glad to hear it. Now I need you back. We still have some unfinished business.

Rex: Got to get back to work.

Caesar: My little brother, the hero. I remember when you just wanted to be a musician.

Rex: Guitar? No, wait drums.

Caesar: Accordion.

Rex: You got to be kidding me!

Six: As I recall, you started it.

Rex: Huh?

[Rex groans]

Six: The EVO is dividing faster than we can contain it. The city is being evacuated.

Caesar: Hmm. Excuse me, admiral. I need you to take me down there immediately. Afraid I'll have to insist.

Six: Rex!

Rex: Are you crazy?!

Caesar: Depends on who you ask. I had something in my lab that I thought could help.

Six: Help? You're not even supposed to be outside the keep.

Rex: WHOO-HOO! Way to go, bro! First day on the job, and you already got a save!

Six: Job?

Rex: Oh, come on, admit it, Six. He just saved our chicharrones.

[Caesar laughs]

Rex: What? What's so funny?

Caesar: You always make me laugh when you try to speak Spanish.

Holiday: We've pulled his records, and I've confirmes his DNA. It seems Rex really does have a brother.

White Knight: If everything I've read about him is true, he could be an incredible asset to Providence.

Six: Or a major liability.

White Knight: All the more reason to keep him with us. Give him whatever he needs.

Holiday: White's right, Six. He knows more about nanites than anyone on the planet. He helped invent them.

Six: My point exactly. He's settling in?

Rex: I guess so. Caesar's a little strange. Hard to believe he's actually my brother.

Six: I'm happy for you, Rex. You always said you wanted to find your family.

Rex: Thanks, but... You know that? I already did. Caesar may be my brother, but you, Holiday, Bobo, you're who I have a connection with.

Bobo: Aww, now, see, I'm getting all misty.

Caesar: There you are. Hmm. Nice view. Say, mijo, you think your cafeteria could whip up a pizza with pineapple and salmon? I've been craving one for days.

Bobo: Connection, huh?

Outpost

Alvarez: Did you hear that? Aah!

Providence Agent: Alvarez!

Valentina: He will be fine in a few hours.

Providence Agent: Drop it.

Valentina: I was planning to.

[Alvarez grunts]

Providence Agent: They are free.

Valentina: Muy bueno. Providence is now at war with the Green Fist!

Rex: Come on, doc. Are you serious? Another one? Ouch!

[Rex groans]

Rex: Oh, this is really necessary.

Dr. Holiday: The rainforest is rife with diseases, poisonous insects, and worse. I don't want you coming down with anything.

White Knight: Is he ready to go?

Dr. Holiday: As ready as he'll ever be.

Rex: He's wondering how come Six doesn't have to get a shot if he's also going?

White Knight: Six is still in New Zealand, dealing with a... Small problem.

Rex: Oh sure. Let him deal with the small stuff. While I do all the hard work.

White Knight: [to Rex] We don't have time to wait for him. You're going solo.

Bobo: Hey! Where he goes, I go.

White Knight: Like I said-- Solo. Now, this Green Fist group have been stealing EVOs all over South America. We believe they will hit Corazon de Selva next.

Dr. Holiday: The Providence station there has just captured a large batch of EVOs in the jungle.

Rex: Bobo and I are ready to roll.

White Knight: Be careful. For all we know, the Green Fist could be selling EVOs to Van Kleiss.

Bobo: I'm ready for carnival! Let's party!

[White Knight clears throat]

White Knight: The situation down there is... complex. I need both of you to handle the mission quietly and with diplomacy.

Rex: I can be diplomatic. Oh, by the way, you might want to think about switching to low-fat, White. Starting to look at little... Jowly.

Bobo: Better leave the diplomacy to the small one.

Rex: This is the town?

Bobo: Something tells me they're not in the mood to party. Maybe a knock-knock joke would lighten things up?

Oso Maretelo: You must be Rex.

Rex: You're Agent Martrello?

Oso Maretelo: You may call me "Oso", my friend.

Rex: White Knight said to send his regards.

Oso Maretelo: Maybe he could come visit sometime, get some sun, see what it's like on the front lines nowadays? [laughing. Then to Bobo] This must be the monkey. He does tricks? Hello, señor Bobo.

Bobo: [puts his palm to Oso's mouth] That's "Agent Haha" to you, buddy.

Oso Maretelo: Come. The station is not fair.

Bobo: Doesn't anybody mow the grass around here?

[Oso Maretelo chuckles]

Oso Maretelo: Often. But the jungle can only be kept at bay, not subdued.

[Oso Maretelo grunting]

Oso Maretelo: There we go.

[Bobo grunts]

Oso Maretelo: Apologies. The air-conditioning is down again.

Bobo: Makes our place look like the penthouse suite.

Oso Maretelo: But who needs air-conditioning? We're here to work! The kennel is this way. Most of these EVOs we brought in last week from deep in the jungle. A tempting target for the Green Fist.

Rex: Whoa. It's packed in here! What are you gonna do with all of them?

Oso Maretelo: The big ones are shipped to larger facilities, like yours. These smaller ones stay here. They're really quite harmless, but the world wants EVOs captured, so we keep them. Oh, careful! This EVO is not like the rest. Took down six of my agents before we caught it.

Rex: Is it really tiny or something?

Oso Maretelo: That's strange. He was here this morning, he can't have escaped. Aah!

Bobo: Peekaboo.

Oso Maretelo: Aah!

Bobo: Yah!

Rex: You all right there, buddy?

Oso Maretelo: I think you've both earned that cold drink you wanted.

Rex: See? This gig isn't so bad. Cold drinks, fringe benefits.

Bobo: It's on the fringe, all right, but I don't see the benefit.

Oso Maretelo: Drink, Agent Haha. Horchata, the rice milk, is good for you. Besides... It's all they serve here.

Rex: I think it's pretty good, but how come we can't get any service?

Oso Maretelo: We're Providence. All they know is when there's trouble, Providence is there. Our relationship with them is, uh, complex.

Rex: Complex? We protect them from EVOs. You know, this calls for a little diplomacy.

Bobo: Oh, brother.

Rex: Excuse me.

Waitress: ¿Sí?

Rex: Uh... Uh...

[Waitress chuckles]

Waitress: You don't look like the usual Providence soldiers.

Rex: That's 'cause I'm not. Name's Rex. Maybe you've seen me on the news?

Waitress: No.

Rex: Uh, what's that?

Waitress: The horchata anejo. It's aged. Muy sabrosa.

Rex: I'll take a pitcher of that.

Waitress: We only make one pitcher a night. They have it.

Rex: Hey, mind if I try some?

Valentina: It's too strong for you, gringo.

Rex: Gringo? So Mexicano!

Valentina: Y tambien eres Providencia. Okay. Let's see if you can handle it.

Rex: Gracias.

[Rex grunts]

[Rex gulps]

Rex: Ugh! That's good! Smooth!

[Rex gagging]

[Oso Maratelo laughs]

Rex: [after taking a drink] I don't get what makes it so special.

Oso Maretelo: It's made from rice that's passed through the digestive system of a monkey.

[Rex spits his drink]

[Valentina growls]

[Biruta grunts]

Rex: Whoa!

[Woman gasps]

[Woman grunts]

[Rex grunts]

Woman: Aah!

Old Man: Aah!

Man: Aah!

Biruta: Aah!

Rex: I can't use my EVO powers against them! I don't want to hurt these people!

Bobo: I wish they felt the same about us!

Rex: Oso, you know how to use one of those?

Oso Maretelo: The lariat? Oh, yes. I grew up roping steer on my Uncle's Rancho.

Bobo: Rex!

Biruta: El es un EVO!

[Valentina sighs]

[Oso Maretelo laughs]

Rex: So, what do you think of that? Aah!

[Rex grunts]

Waitress: [tossing Rex, Bobo and Martello out the bar] You are like the other Providence agents-- Bad for business!

[Oso Maretelo laughs]

Oso Maretelo: This is where diplomacy gets you, my young friend. Now, are you up for a stakeout?

Bobo: Not me! I'm out of with this town and these ungrateful people. I'm going home.

Rex: But, Bobo, we need you for a special undercover mission?

Oso Maretelo: Please, Agent Haha. You are the key to the entire operation.

Bobo: Oh, yeah? Well, you could have said that before.

[Oso Maretelo laughs]

[Bobo grunting]

Biruta: Quiet! I'm trying to free you from Providence!

Bobo: I am Providence, dummy.

[Biruta grunts]

[Oso Maretelo laughs]

Oso Maretelo: These toys of yours-- They're for children!

[Biruta grunts]

[Valentina grunts]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Who're you working for?

[Valentina grunts]

[Rex gasps]

Rex: You?! Horchata girl?! What do you think you're doing?!

Valentina: I'm feeding all your prisoners, creep!

Oso Maretelo: Aah!

[Bobo groans]

Bobo: Whoa!

Rex: Scratch marks? Weird. What the heck did this?

[Valentina screams]

Valentina: Huh? Aah!

Rex: Take a number! I have business with the señorita first. Aah!

[Valentina grunting]

Rex: Aah! Aah!

[Rex grunting]

Bobo: Hyah!

Valentina: Aah!

Bobo: Yeah, and stay down!

Oso Maretelo: Rex, you okay?

[Rex groans]

Rex: I feel... fine. I hope Holiday gave me a shop or whatever that was.

Valentina: For the last time, we don't work for Van Kleiss! The Green Fist fights for the EVOs who cannot fight for themselves. We set them free-- Nothing more.

[Bobo snorts]

Bobo: Just what we need-- Humans for ethical treatment of EVOs.

Valentina: Ugh! We were returning them to their natural habitat! What Providence does is wrong and against the natural order of things! [to Rex] You're a traitor to your own kind!

Rex: That thing you set free-- It's natural order is to exterminate mankind! It wanted to kill you! Your men are dying because of it.

Dr. Holiday: I wish I had better news.

Rex: Thanks anyway, doc. We'll call with updates.

Bobo: What did she say?

Rex: The nanites in my system are fighting off the toxin, but that's only slowing it down. We need to make an anti-toxin, or-- or...

Valentina: Or se va a morir!

Bobo: In English! In English!

Rex: It's doing to me what it's done to Valentina's men. If we don't get the anti-toxin soon, they'll die, and, eventually, I will, too.

Bobo: Think I liked it better in Spanish.

Oso Maretelo: If I can get a blood sample of that EVO with this, it'll beam its DNA sequence back to Holiday and she'll be able to instantly synthesize an anti-toxin.

Rex: I want to go.

Oso Maretelo: You're sick.

Bobo: Aah!

Rex: I'm better equipped than any agent you have, and you know it.

[Oso Maretelo sighs]

Oso Maretelo: Very well. You'll come with me and a team of my best men.

Valentina: You're killing him if you do that. Listen, you need me, Providence man. I know that jungle better than anyone. Your big, noisy party will alert that EVO. You won't get within a mile of it. My men are dying, too. Let me free!

Oso Maretelo: You think I'm going to let you just walk out of here alone?

Rex: No. I'm going, too.

[Bobo grunting]

Bobo: Aah!

Oso Maretelo: Anything yet?

Rex: Nothing.

Oso Maretelo: Rex, once you get the sample of the EVO's blood for the anti-toxin, I'll pick you up in the jump jet. White Knight wants you sticking to his orders, nothing more-- Capture the EVO and bring back the prisoner.

Rex: Gotcha.

Valentina: Orders? Prisoners? You wonder why we're suspicious of Providence.

Rex: We're protecting people. What we're doing is good. I believe that.

Valentina: You think I don't believe in what I do? Who decides who's right-- Your White Knight?

[Bobo snoring]

Rex: All we found out here are goats from the village-- At least what's left of them.

[Rex groans]

[Rex groans]

Valentina: You all right?

Rex: I'm fine. Let's just hope this trap works.

[Bobo snoring]

Bobo: [to the creature] Hey, pal, didn't anybody tell you the trap's over there? Aah!

Valentina: We've caught him!

Bobo: No! You caught me! Big difference!

Rex: Aaah! That's it. No more running. Hyah! Ahh! Okay, time for more running!

[Rex grunts]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Ahh!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Adiós! Aah!

[Rex groans]

Rex: The toxins are breaking down my nanites!

[Rex panting]

Valentina: Over here! Come and get me!

Rex: Don't! It'll kill you!

Valentina: You're too ill to fight it!

Rex: Look, put down the flower basket and trust me.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: On my signal. Come on. Don't you want a nice Rex burger for breakfast? Not yet. Not yet. Now!

[Rex grunts]

Valentina: You caught it. You've saved my men.

Rex: We caught it... Together. First my cure... Now his. I don't believe it. This thing... It isn't an EVO.

Valentina: The fangs, the toxin... The goat! Of course! How could I have been so blind? This animal is a chupacabra!

Rex: Chupacabra? Isn't that a myth, like bigfoot or the Loch Ness monster?

Valentina: I thought it was only a legend, too.

Rex: Providence must have come blundering onto its home turf and captured it.

Valentina: So... What will you do?

Rex: Only one option, as far as I see it.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Go on. Get! Get!

Valentina: There are things in this jungle stranger than EVOs and older than man.

Rex: Well, as long as they stay here, we won't have anymore problems. Doc, did the sample beam through okay?

Dr. Holiday: I'm synthesizing the anti-toxin right now. It'll be at the base by the time Oso picks you up.

Rex: He'll be here soon with the jump set. You better get going.

Valentina: Your orders were to bring me back.

Rex: I don't always follow orders.

Valentina: Thank you. This still doesn't make up for spitting the horchata in my face.

Bobo: Ooh, slick. If it was me, I would have kissed her.

Oso Maretelo: The anti-toxin will have you back to normal within the hour. Now, what happened with the woman?

Rex: She, uh, got away.

Oso Maretelo: I see. You're learning, my friend. It's complex. A woman like that-- It makes our problems with EVOs seem simple, no?

[Oso Maretelo laughs]

Oso Maretelo: Safe journey, my friends. I hope to see you again.

Bobo: That makes one of us.

Waitress: Wait! For your trip!

Rex: Uh... Gracias. How'd I earn this?

Waitress: I heard what you did. The chupacabra-- It stole my abuela's goat. Providence is going to buy her a new one. Thank you.

[Waitress smooches]

Bobo: Hey, if that's all it took to make you happy, we would have run off with the goat when we first came to town. Aah! Aw! Some thanks!

Haunted

[Noah and Rex are standing outside of a movie theater waiting for two friends to arrive, but have a small talk in the meantime.]

Noah: Not only is this a bad idea, Rex, it's just stupid. No, no. Not just stupid—outstandingly stupid!

Rex: Trust me, Noah, it's primal; scare Claire and she'll grab the nearest guy for protection, and that would be you!

Noah: [from shocked to serious] And, that would be Claire and Annie.

[Rex turns around to see Claire and Annie walking towards them.]

Noah: This had better work.

Rex: [with a tune] I know what I'm doing--

Claire: Are you sure you want to see this movie? I hear it's really scary.

Annie: So is a jar of killer bees when it's knocked off a shelf in biology class.

Rex: [gives a strange look] Uh... yeah! [wraps arm around Noah] He's absolutely positive!

[Claire and Annie smile at each other excitedly. The scene then cuts to the four inside the movie theater, watching the horror film at a suspenseful scene, however an upsetting scene happens.]

Claire: Ew!

[Claire winces]

Annie: That actually happened to someone I know. [covers eyes]

Rex: [gets Noah's attention by throwing popcorn at him and winks] Wait for it--

[Claire groans and Noah smiles. The woman in the movie shrieks loudly and both girls jump to hug Rex.]

Noah: [crosses legs] Still waiting--

[The scene cuts to Providence, where Caesar is playing around with his inventions.]

Rex: [rex walks in.] Hey, Caesar!

Caesar: Hello, little brother.

Rex: [watches Caesar's invention] Whoaa... is that some sort of a nanite thing?

Caesar:[takes object and allows small tube to emerge from the end of it] Mango smoothie... but this... [shows Rex another device.] is my hyper-electromagnet that can disassemble a tank from a kilometer away. Mmm, and evidently, can also make deliciously creamy smoothies.

Rex: Nice. But what I really need to do is scare a girl into my best friend's arms.

Caesar: Oh?

Rex: Noah and I took a couple of ladies to a horror movie.

Caesar: Ah, to engage their paleomammalian brain so the fear response would be to cling to the nearest male. Did it work?

Rex: Yeah... but they both clung to me.

Caesar: [wraps arm around Rex] I believe the word is "score"!

Rex: Yeah, except Noah pretty much hates me now. He was supposed to be the hero.

[Caesar continues to drink his smoothie, listening to what Rex has to say.]

Rex: So I need to step it up and it needs to be foolproof. I'm thinking... a haunted house.

Caesar: Yes! A twin challenge! Create a paranormal paradigm with technology to evoke a passionate response! That is interesting! The biochemistry of romance is simple... the neurotransmitter chemical, phenethylamine, is extruded by hypothalamus.

Rex: I was thinking less... extruding, more "fog machine and lights".

Caesar: Oooh... this would be way better! Trust me.

[Caesar smirks mischievously]

[Rex chuckles nervously]

Rex: Cool--

[Opening theme plays. Rex and Noah are now outside of a hotel, waiting for Claire and Annie to show up.]

Noah: A ghost hunt?! Epic fail, dude.

Rex: This is better than a movie. Claire will be clinging on to you before she's even inside!

Noah: Clinging? Doubtful. The girls will probably freak at the sheer lameness of this stuff!

[Annie gasps]

Annie: Are those EMF detectors?!

Claire: Hey guys... [takes thermal camera] and a thermal camera? Awesome.

Annie: I knew if we were meeting at the Wrightson Hotel, it had to be about the haunting.

Rex: It was Noah's idea.

Claire: Really? Extra points to you.

Noah: [scratches head] Uh... yeah. I'm... fascinated with the... mysteries of the... paranormal.

Claire: But you don't believe any of that, right?

Noah: [confused] Uh... no?

Claire: [looks at thermal camera along with Annie] At best, these detectors will pick up the electro-magnetic distortions caused by the building's wiring.

[Rex and Noah look completely bewildered at the girls as they begin to talk.]

Annie: Supposedly even weak EMF can create feelings of unease and paranoia in the brain, although it's never been duplicated outside a laboratory setting. Does this work?

Rex: [unsure] Uh... ghosts make the needle wiggle?

[Claire chuckles]

Claire: Right. Okay, let's go!

[Eagerly runs in the building with Annie]

Noah: [after Claire and Annie enter the hotel] Gee, look at me. 100% cling free.

Rex: It's going to work out. Trust me, I know what I'm doing.

Noah: [pauses] I heard that before!

Rex: [plays with the door knob of the hotel, opening it.] All clear!

[Annie walks in front of him and pushes it open. As it open, it swings back and hits Rex in the front.]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: So I don't see any bandages. Things must be good with you.

Annie: Yep, no more bad luck. I haven't broken a bone this year-- at least not one of my own.

[The group of teenagers continue to walk into the living area of the hotel.]

Noah: Wow, didn't expect furniture.

Rex: That's because no moving crew would stay! I read--

Annie: That they just ran? Completely terrified?

Rex: Uh... something like that.

Annie: And they would never speak of what they saw. Ever. Supposedly, the ghost of Wrightson still roams the hotel... [speaks more spooky] His invisible hands opening and closing doors, checking on guests.

[The group becomes slightly frightened while Rex smirks.]

Annie: Paranormal activity increased after the Nanite Event. Of course, everything was freaky after that, so even a hint of weirdness scared people away. And that's why they closed down the hotel... and left it... [makes eerie voice] to the spirits.

[Annie pauses and she and Claire begin to burst out laughing.]

Noah: [to Rex, sarcastically] Oh yeah, this is gonna work--

Rex: [Rex wanders off and sees a large portrait of a mysterious old man and with a black cat] Whoa! There's a guy in need of a party!

Annie: That's Wrightson himself.

Noah: You sure know a lot about this guy.

Annie: [points] His name is under the painting.

[Claire walks off]

Annie: That black cat is an icon of superstition and the occult, which triggers subconscious connections. It's basic psychology.

[A marble rolls and bumps into Noah's shoe.]

Claire: And this is real science--

Noah: [picks up marble] A marble?

Claire: Just a simple test-- [takes marble] The floor isn't level. And a tilted hotel explains those doors opening and closing by themselves.

Annie: Human nature can't be deconstructed into theorems and formulas, Ms. Test Tube.

Claire: Science requires provable evidence! Everything else is guesswork.

Annie: [walks away with Claire] Well, guess what I'm thinking right now!

Noah: If we leave now, we can still have a decent date at The Snack Shack.

Rex: I spent all afternoon setting this place up to make you look like a hero. Just give it a chance.

Noah: "Setting up?" Great! Passing potential embarrassment, and proceeding directly to utter humiliation.

Rex: Time to turn on the tunes!

[Rex touches a wall and uses his technopathy to allow the house to roughly shake and the elevator to repeatedly open and close, thus frightening the girls. A chandelier from above wildly moves back and forth and breaks, falling towards Claire. Rex quickly jumps in and saves her.]

[Claire breathes deeply]

Claire: Thanks, Rex! Kinda handy having a hero around.

[Noah walks over and gives Rex an annoyed look as Annie comes over and walks away with Claire. He nervously rubs his head and Noah walks away before he can reply. The group goes elsewhere in the hotel and walk through a large, dark corridor with flashlights.]

Noah: [sarcastically] Nice work back there. How was the cling?

Rex: Well what was I supposed to do? Just get Claire to use the thermal camera near the fountain and you'll be... [spots large claw marks on the wall] Whoa, check out the claw marks.

Annie: Looks like the work of a chisel point pick-axe.

[Everyone stares at Annie]

Annie: Long story-- But he's fine now.

Rex: Good to know.

Claire: Okay! I say we split up into teams to cover more ground. [turns on flashlight underneath face] As long as you're not afraid.

[Claire does an evil laugh. Both of the girls continue to giggle and walk off elsewhere.]

Noah: [sarcastically] Yeah. Those two were absolutely terrified. Claw marks-- Really?

Rex: But... I didn't make these.

[Noah and Claire team up and walk into the room that beholds the large, frozen fountain.]

Noah: [Noah uses the EMF detector and quite unsure] I'm getting strong EMF readings in this direction. Whoa, it's going nuts.

Claire: Probably picking up the pipes from the fountain.

[Claire shivers]

Claire: Do you feel cold?

Noah: Aren't ghosts supposed to be cold?

[Claire laughs skeptically]

Claire: Very funny. The walls of this atrium must funnel breezes to this spot.

Noah: [knocks frozen fountain] Can a breeze do that? It's frozen solid. [gives thermal camera to Claire] Try the thermal camera.

Claire: Right! The cold spots are coming from the fountain... [looks through the camera and notices something strange] What? Weird... must've been a video glitch.

[The group goes back into the living area of the hotel and gather.]

Rex: [to Noah] Well, how did the cold spot work?

Noah: [sarcastically] Wonderful. She monitored wind direction while I froze.

Rex: Okay, then go take EMF readings by the sofa. [Noah stares.] Trust me I... whatever, just go!

Noah: [walks over to Annie and Claire] Gosh, the meter is going wild. Something's gonna happen.

Claire: Nothing is going to happen because there's no such thing as ghosts!

Rex: Perfect--

[Places his hand on the wall and uses his technopathy again to throw back chairs. The girls scream.]

Noah: [impressed] Whoa!

[The sofa moves forward and causes Noah to sit in it, allowing the girls to fall in his arms as well.]

Annie: That was crazy. How could that happen?

Claire: [panicking] It doesn't make sense. Do you think it heard what I said? It heard what I said!

[The sofa mysteriously lifts into the air, throwing out Noah and the girls. It's torn to shreds by scratches and a large growl is heard. Rex gasps and is shocked by what he witnesses.]

Annie: Not possible! Not possible!

[After the sofa slams back to the ground, Annie and Claire watch shocked meanwhile Noah is still impressed.]

Rex: [worried] But... I didn't-- [pauses] This place is haunted!

[The group stands in front of the ripped sofa and stares at it.]

Noah: Whatever it was, is gone. Excuse us for a second. [grabs Rex and walks off] That. Was. Awesome! What else is in your bag of tricks?

Rex: Noah, listen-- The howling and shredding-- Not me.

Noah: Must've been a power surge. Maybe your brother's magnet is more powerful than you thought.

Rex: Uh, maybe. It was made to disassemble a tank... and pulp mangoes.

Claire: There has to be a scientific explanation for what happened so... I say we find it.

[A large noise is heard up the stairs and the group looks up to where the sound is coming from in fear.]

Claire: [startled] What was that?

Noah: [heroically] You three stay here. I'll check it out.

Rex: [nervous] Uhh, I'd better go. You stay.

Noah: No, I'll go.

Rex: No, I will!

Claire: We're all going, nobody splits up.

Annie: Not that it's a ghost or anything--

Claire: [startled] Right! 'Cause that's-- Ridiculous.

[The group enters a large diner with round tables.]

Annie: Maybe that crash was a stray cat?

Noah: Let's hope so--

Rex: Here, kitty! Here, kitty-- Meow.

Annie: It could be a dog.

Rex: Here, doggy! Here, doggy!

Annie: Or a raccoon.

[The group hears a loud, deep growl in front of them.]

Annie: [clings to Rex] Raccoons do that, right?

[The chairs begin to be pushed out of the way as the ghost moves closer and closer towards them. The gang hastily runs out of the diner and then stops to catch their breaths.]

[Annie breathes deeply]

Annie: Okay, that was more than a cold spot.

[Rex breathless]

Rex: We need to get out of here!

Noah: No! This is too important, we have to document it-- [heroically] Like scientists!

Rex: Something weird is happening here-- Something dangerous.

Noah: [heroically] Facing the unknown is always dangerous, my friend.

Rex: Noah, this is real! It isn't one of my tricks.

Noah: [smile vanishes] It isn't?

Claire: And by "tricks", you mean what exactly?

[The girls look sternly at Rex, causing him to feel ashamed, they all go by the fountain and Annie begins cracking through the ice using a shovel.]

Claire: So you thought you could have some fun scaring the girls?

Rex: No. That wasn't what--

Claire: And you were the mastermind using this electromagnet to move stuff around?

Rex: I moved the couch, I didn't shred it!

Claire: Probably a power surge.

Noah: That's what I said!

Claire: I thought you were different!

Noah: I'm different! Way different, I would never be... uh... the same, 'cause... I'm different.

Annie: Claire! Look at this! [places down the shovel and grabs a device] This is more your kind of stuff, but I'm impressed.

[Mistakenly drops the device causing a cold gust of ice cold wind to emit from it, causing Noah to freeze whole.]

Claire: A mini chiller. I read about this in science journals. Never thought I'd hold one.

Rex: That's my brother's design.

[Breaks Noah out of the ice with Smack Hand.]

Claire: We weren't talking to you.

[Claire turns back to Annie.]

Rex: Well... I'm talking now. There's something in this hotel that I didn't fake, we need to leave before someone is hurt.

Claire: Because Annie and I are so helpless, right? I seem to remember kicking some EVO tail at the Prom.

Annie: Yeah! [thinks] Of course, we had a fully armed battle tank then.

Noah: Rex, the plan's a bust, give it up.

[Suddenly, the glasses and windows in the room all begin to shatter, leaving the group terrified.]

Annie: But it's not like getting out of here is a bad idea.

Rex: Run. Now!

[All four begin to sprint to an escape until the fallen chandelier and furniture is mysteriously thrown at them. They all scream and duck, dodging the incoming objects.]

Rex: I'll make our own door if I have to!

[Rex forms his Smack Hands and proceeds to punch until he is mysteriously repelled by an unseen force. The group gasps, meanwhile he is continuously slammed and battered against the walls and ceilings of the hotel. Rex then feels the invisible being, revealed to be an EVO Rex is tossed one final time and groans in pain.]

Noah: [runs to Rex] Rex, are you okay? That wasn't a trick! That was a real ghost.

Rex: [weakly] It's not a ghost-- It's an EVO.

[Vision becomes blurry and falls unconscious.]

Annie: [plays with the drinking fountain handle] Come on! Come on! Where's the water?! [the fountain faucet pops, startling Annie as water flies in the air and splatters on Rex, waking him up. He groans and coughs and she closes it back] Sorry! Sorry! [runs to Rex with a rag] Weak pipes I guess.

Rex: It's okay. [wipes self with rag] So how long was I--

Noah: So what is it? An invisible EVO?

Rex: [wipes face and hair with rag] I know it sounds weird-- But I could sense some sort of group of floating nanites. [hangs rag around neck] Like a nanite cloud or something.

Noah: Can you stop it?

Rex: Not if I can't touch it.

Noah: Maybe you should call Providence for backup.

Rex: [shakes head] I'm not getting my brother in trouble. We didn't exactly go through the proper "channels" to-- Borrow this stuff. Besides! Dealing with EVOs is my job-- [removes rag] This is doable.

Annie: So the nanites are like a termite colony-- Lots of individuals that make a sort of hive mind that can think without being solid.

[Rex groans]

Rex: [rubs head] Felt solid enough when it was slamming me around.

Claire: That's good.

Rex: What?

Claire: That's when the nanites are closest together. If we magnetize them, they might cluster enough for you to make contact.

Rex: [looks at Annie] You'd guys rig up a magnetic field that'd do that?

[Annie shakes head.]

Claire: [raises eyebrow] Didn't exactly cover that in sophomore physics.

Annie: [hands Rex Caesar's magnet] Try sticking your brother's magnet into the cloud.

Rex: Simple enough.

Claire: Yeah, but wait until it's slamming you around.

[Rex looks at the girls, back down at the magnet and gives an uneasy look. After everyone walks off, he follows. He uses the magnet and raises it in the air around the room. He walks beside Wrightson's portrait and looks at it.]

Rex: At least we don't have to worry about Wrightson's ghost anymore.

Noah: Unless he's the EVO.

Rex: Great! Ghost EVOs, because I was getting bored with the normal stuff.

[The group then hears large growling and brace themselves.]

Rex: Get down!

[After the gang ducks Rex activates his left Smack Hand, looking through the optical vision of the EVO, it is seen charging down the stairs and runs straight towards Rex. Rex is lifted into the air by his arm and swung around the room.]

Rex: Whoa-oa-oa! I wasn't that bored!

[Rex pulls out the magnet and attempts to stick it into the cloud. It powers on and it slips out of his hand as he is continuously swung around the room, he is finally released and he quickly activates his Punk Busters, helping him break his fall against the wall. He jumps off the wall and lands on the floor of the hotel. The magnet rolls near Noah and he dashes to get it. Noah is then lifted into the air by the EVO.]

Claire: [runs but is held by Annie] Noah!

[Noah activates the magnet and extends it towards the EVO He is dropped and a cloud of nanites are spotted forming together.]

Noah: [surprised] I did it!

[Rex runs towards Noah, grabs the magnet, and throws it to the side. He forms his Punk Buster, grabs Noah and tosses him over his shoulder. Meanwhile the girls run up the stairs, Rex jumps up the stairs and lets Noah down, deactivating his Punk Busters. The group watches the magnet pull together a gruesome, grotesque looking EVO with razor sharp claws, no eyes, a large tail, and fangs. After it's fully together, it lets out a loud roar.]

Noah: Maybe you should call Providence for backup now!

Rex: Are you kidding? [forms his Funchucks] Now I can touch it.

[Jumps from upper level and swings at the EVO, it cuts away and back. Rex lands and hits the floor, causing a large dent in the hotel floor, but continues to have close combat with the EVO. The EVO gets a lucky hold and climbs on top of the right Funchuck, but Rex quickly knocks him over with the other.]

Rex: Do I have your attention now? [slams Funchuck together, causing a large blast to fly out and knock the EVO back.] Good. [deactivates Funchucks] Just hold still and I'll get those nanites out of you.

Noah: I thought you couldn't cure non-humans?

Rex: Getting better. Let's hope I get lucky. [Rex places his palms down on the EVO that soon turns into a cloud again] Huh?! [the EVO forms back into it's solid state and whips Rex with his tail, sending him forward. Rex falls into a dodge roll and stands] Good trick-- [forms Blast Caster] Here's one of mine. Now come here and we'll see if I can cure you!

[Rex swings his Blast Caster at the EVO and it falls to a cloud on contact. Once again, it forms behind him.]

Annie: The magnet isn't strong enough!

Noah: Is there a way to fix that?!

Claire: It probably has a neodymium alloy core which increases its strength the colder it gets!

Annie: We need the mini-chiller.

Noah: That was covered in sophomore science?

Claire: [winks] Extra credit project.

[The group watches the fight, but notice that the mini-chiller isn't too far away from the battlefield. While Rex fights the EVO he grabs a wooden chair with his Blast Caster and flings it at the EVO The EVO smashes it with his claws, causing it to break. Noah, Claire, and Annie run to get the mini-chiller, but the EVO's tail knocks it back. Annie runs after it and successfully picks it up.]

Annie: I got it! [accidentally touches switch] Whoops.

[The entire floor of the hotel completely freezes and Claire and Noah are left standing in the way of the EVO The EVO falls backwards after behind hit by Rex and to avoid being crushed, Noah pushes himself and Claire out of the way and slide across the floor. The EVO chases after them, and Claire and Noah slide into an opening elevator door. Rex uses his Blast Caster to quickly press the elevator button and the door closes instantly, causing the EVO to slam into the elevator, making a massive dent. The EVO recovers and looks up at Annie, who is now in shock. Rex quickly forms his Rex Ride and speeds over to Annie to rescue her. After he drives off, the EVO grabs Rex's Rex Ride and causes him to lose his steering. He quickly jumps off the ground and forms his Punk Busters to land on the ice. The rough landing causes the mini-chiller to drop from Annie's grip and slide under a nearby sofa. The scene then cuts to the elevator where Noah and Claire are trapped. While Noah is banging the elevator door, Claire is crouched in fetal position in the corner.]

Noah: [continuously bangs elevator door] Hey, Rex! When you have a sec.-- We're stuck!

[Stops banging and sighs.]

[Claire begins to hyperventilate.]

Noah: Claire? Are you okay?

Claire: I'm good. [makes peace sign] No problems.

Noah: Claire, by any chance, are you, um, claustrophobic?

Claire: [looks up] Lil' bit.

[The camera pans in closer to Noah and then cuts over to Rex and Annie still in the same predicament they were in before.]

Rex: Get the freezer thingy, I'll keep it busy!

[Rex deactivates his Punk Busters and places Annie down. While Annie runs off, Rex forms his Rex Ride and lures the EVO elsewhere. The scene cuts back to the elevator scene where Noah walks up to Claire and crouches in front of her.]

Noah: That's right. Deep breaths. [grabs faces] Don't look at the walls, look at me. [pauses] I'm so sorry for getting you into this. No matter what happens, I will get you out here safe and sound.

[Claire sighs]

Claire: Right. [jokingly] As soon as you find a crowbar.

Noah: [pats himself] I swear I had it with me this morning. [rests hand on Claire's hand] It's gonna be okay.

[The scene cuts back to Rex who is driving throughout the hotel. Racing down a hall, the EVO chases him. He turns around and notices the EVO has vanished.]

Rex: Come on kitty, kitty, kitty. Put a move on!

["Rex races back towards the opposite direction and the EVO does a sneaky move to attack him from the side and send him crashing into another room. The camera cuts back to Annie who is still reaching for the mini-chiller under the sofa. After a few tries, she gives up.]

Annie: This is not working. [stands up] I need a plan B.

[Rex comes crashing out from one of the walls from the upper levels of the hotel and alerts Annie. He crashes down on the lower level with the EVO Annie leaps out of the way and Rex crashes into the sofa, causing it to break into pieces. Rex groans and quickly recovers.]

Rex: You okay?!

Annie: [makes peace sign overhead] Just another monday for me!

[Rex goes back into battle and fights the EVO Annie looks back and realizes the mini-chiller is now visible and happily runs over to get it. The EVO transports behind Rex and grabs him by the shirt with his fangs. Annie grabs the chiller and faces Rex and the EVO.]

Annie: Rex! Duck!

[Activates chiller instantly freezing the EVO with Rex's Smack Hand partially between its mouth.]

[Rex shivering]

Rex: H-ho-how would ducking have helped? [deactivates Smack Hand, causing the ice to break and fall off his arm] Let's give this one more shot.

[Cures EVO revealing to be a small black cat.]

Black cat: Meow!

Annie: Aw, you're such a pretty kitty! [lifts purring cat and pets it] He's so soft.

Rex: Annie, maybe you're not the one to be handling a black cat.

Black cat: Meow! Meow!

[Hisses at Rex.]

[The scene then cuts to Rex using his Smack Hands to pry open the jammed doors of the elevator. Both Rex and Annie notice Noah and Claire cuddled with one another as they sit on the floor of the elevator.]

Noah: Bro, haven't you ever heard of knocking?

[Claire playfully elbows Noah and Annie and Rex look at both of them in satisfaction. The scene then cuts to the outside of the hotel, where it shows the group walking out and Annie still holding the black cat. Claire walks toward Noah and hooks her arm around his.]

Claire: Thanks. A lot. You were-- Kind of my hero in there.

Noah: Ah, just basic psychology. Not that-- [rubs head] It's a real science.

[Noah looks at Claire and she looks back. She closes her eyes and puckers up her lips and moves in slightly closer to him, while Noah does the same afterward. Out of the blue, a large hologram of a monster appears behind the the group, shocking them. Caesar then walks in on the group.]

Caesar: Seems to have a battery problem. But you can certainly see the potential. [looks up and notices Rex and his friends] The, uh, show you were planning... for... next... Halloween!

[Caesar forcibly chuckles]

Caesar: Can't get started early enough!

Rex: Ladies and gentlemen, my brother-- Caesar, the inventor of tonight's illusions.

Black cat: Meow!

Rex: Okay, most of them.

Noah: [looks over at Claire] Claire, I thought we might--

Claire: [walks off towards Caesar] Your electro-magnet uses a neodymium alloy core, right?

Caesar: Impressive deduction--

Annie: Claire used the mini-chiller to boost its power to condense the cloud EVO.

Caesar: A cloud EVO?

[Continues conversation.]

Noah: [crosses arms and looks over at Rex] I'm still waiting.

Rex: I'm sorry! Tonight didn't work out quite the way I-- :[Turns attention to black cat that walks in front of them.]

Rex: Did that thing just cross our path?

Noah: Quick! [runs off with Rex following after] Maybe we can circle around!

[The camera pans out towards the sky, showing Rex and Noah run after the fleeing cat while Annie and Claire speak with Caesar.]

Moonlighting

Rex: Time to go to work.

[Rombauer snoring]

Rombauer: Hello? Time to go to work. Whoa!

Lansky: Ugh. Did you say something?

Rex: Come on, guy, don't you think it's a little early for a swim? Whoa!

Rombabuer: Whoa!

Lansky: Aah! Aah! Ugh!

Rex: Aw, for me? Those guys are the heroes for bagging a-a goldfish?

[Rombauer gasps]

Rex: Is that Rombauer and Lansky?

Providence Agent: You've seen their commercials?

Rex: No. I know them from-- Wait. They have a commercial?

Grandma: [handing money to Rombauer and Lansky] Here you go, boys.

Rex: And they get paid? I'm seriously going about this job the wrong way.

Lansky: Psst! Psst! Action!

Grandma: Aah! It's an EVO!

[Lansky straining]

Lansky: Down, you!

Rombauer: Has this ever happened to you? Hi. We're Rombauer and Lansky--

Lansky and Rombauer: The EVO guys.

Rombauer: When your favorite fern goes EVO, you can forget about Providence. They only have time for the big stuff.

Lansky: So call us instead.

Rombauer: We are two Providence-trained EVO-abatement experts.

[Lansky exhales deeply]

Grandma: I called the EVO guys, and just look what they did.

[Lansky grunts]

[Rombauer grunts]

[Lansky grunts]

Rombauer: Your EVO problem isn't too small for us. And our prices aren't too big for you. Serving all of Brooklyn.

Lansky: Except Canarsie. I can't go to Canarsie. Long story.

Rombauer: So, if you've got an EVO in your home, your boat, your RV--

Lansky: Or your boat--

Rombauer: Just call Rombauer and Lansky.

Lansky and Rombauer: We do the jobs the Providence won't do.

Rombauer: We're here 24/7 to help you.

Lansky: But don't call on weekends or before noon.

Rex: So, you're telling me we can afford dozens of humongo screens in this room alone, but we don't have our own commercial. We don't have a commercial, though, do we? I mean, if we did, I'd be starring in it, right?

Dr. Holiday: This is no joke. Even small EVOs can be dangerous if not handled properly.

Six: Providence can't stop them all. These boys want to pitch in, fine by me.

Isabella: ¿Por qué, Carmen? ¿Por qué?

Rex: Raah! No, no. Holiday's right. I should check these guys out.

Dr. Holiday: Thanks, but I'm sure you have better things to do.

Rex: Never too busy to look into something that concerns you.

Isabella: Me cacheteas como mi madre me besaba mis cachetes.

Dr. Holiday: I'm not concerned.

Rex: Can't hear you. Already out the door. Right after I see what Carmen says to Isabella. Or I could just go now.

Rombauer: So, once we're done catching the EVO in your basement, uh, if there's anything else you'd like me to-- Look into-- Just call the 800 number. We offer a discount for repeat customers.

Housewife: [during the abatement process] What was that?!

Rombauer: I won't bore you with the technical term. Trust me-- What you're hearing is a normal part of the EVO-abatement process.

[Lansky screams]

Lansky: Help!

[Lansky straining]

Rombauer: Hang on, Lansky?!

[Lansky strains]

Rombauer: Yeah? Well, you'll be singing a different tune when you see what's in our-- Bag of tricks.

Lansky: Was I supposed to bring that?

Rombauer: Aaaaaah! Rex! What's Providence doing here? We got this EVO in the bag.

Rex: I figured that from the way you came flying out that window.

Rombauer: Yeah, well, you got your methods-- We got ours. And this is our case.

Rex: Wait. I just want to talk to you guys.

Rombauer: Oh. You mean Providence needs to consult with us? Why didn't you say so?

Rex: So, last time I saw you guys--

Rombauer: You can say it. I washed out of the training academy.

[Lansky straining]

Rombauer: And he quit Providence after one week on a job. We're not ashamed of that anymore.

[Lansky strains]

[Lansky strains]

Rombauer: I mean, look at us now. Ow! Hey, help us catch this thing, and then we can talk.

Rex: One cured EVO coming up. Ugh! He's incurable. This may get tricky.

Lansky, Rombauer and Rex: Aaaaaah!

Rex: Um, I think it got away.

Lansky: Great!

Rombauer: The job was to get it out of the basement, and we did.

Lanksy: That's right. There's no EVO we can't beat.

Rombauer: For a very reasonable rate.

Housewife: What did you do to my house?!

Rex: That was my bad.

Housewife: I took it out of your fee.

Rex: Huh? It's for 50 bucks.

Lansky: Oh, I don't believe it! 50 bucks!

Rex: Ouch! Hey, look at this. That's weird. Now it's purple and rock-solid. Let's get a sample. This could be important.

Rombauer: Important to who? You already got paid for this job.

Lansky: A lot.

Old man: May-- Can I get one more picture?

Rombauer: Only if you get Rex in it. He's really the one to thank for what we did here today. Tell all your friends you shook hands with the newest member of the EVO guys.

Rex: Uh, I appreciate the offer, guys, but I've already got a job.

Rombauer: Exactly. You've got a J-O-B. We're offering you the chance to get in on the ground floor of your own business-- With all the perks. Give each of those ladies an extra pickle on our tab. And while you're at it, get one for yourself. You're Providence's number-one guy, and what do you have to show for it? What's the limit on your credit card? How much you got in your bank account?

Rex: Hard to say, since I don't have any of those things.

Rombauer and Lansky: Oh!

Rombauer: Look, we can offer you a lot more than money. Take a look at this. Me and Lansky are on the menu. The R and L-- The roast beef and lettuce. I'm the meat in my own sandwich.

Lansky: And I'm the lettuce.

Rombauer: And with you, we could be even bigger. We could expand to Staten Island, maybe even New Jersey.

Lansky: Oh! I can't go to Jersey. It's a long story.

Rombauer: Point is-- We could really make something of ourselves. And did I mention working for yourself means no boss checking up on you.

Rex: [to Rombauer and Lansky] Look, Providence has done a lot for me-- Maybe not money or sandwiches, but I'm important there.

Dr. Holiday: [over Rex's earpiece] Rex, when you get back, I need you in the Zoo. The auto-feeder flooded it with monkey chow-- Again.

Rex: [turns off the communicator] I'm sorry. You were saying?

Rombauer: Look, I'm not asking you to quit Providence. Just moonlight on the side with us, see what it's like to be your own boss.

Rex: I'm in.

Rombauer: Okay. We'll give you a tryout. But I got warn you-- Out here on the streets of Brooklyn, we fight EVOs our own way.

Lansky: Shotgun!

Grandma: Aah! Help! Aah!

[Rombauer grunts]

[Lansky grunts]

Grandma: WHOO-HOO! WHOO-HOO! WOO!

Lansky and Rombauer: We do the jobs Providence won't.

Rex: And now se habla español. Shotgun!

Rombauer: Now he's the meat in my sandwich? Neighbor called in a poodle that's leaving EVO-sized messes on his lawn.

Rex: Okay, I-I see the dog, but where's the-- Ooh!

Rombauer: Let me and Lansky handle this one.

Rex: Really?

Lansky: Really?!

Rombauer: Yeah, really.

[Lansky gasps]

Lansky: It was a pleasure working with youse.

Rex: Hey! It's that thing again. And it looks like it's-- Really, really gross. Aah! Okay, that's it. I'm calling this in. Or not. It's got my communicator. We have to stop it.

Rombauer: Unh-unh. We have to help our clients, and right now, there's an EVO parrot in Park Slope telling some really nasty "Yo Mama" jokes.

Rex: This is serious.

Rombauer: Oh, so now you're too good for the work we do? Well, that's fine,'cause we were better off without you.

Rex: What?! Your business is booming thanks to me.

Rombauer: Exactly-- My business! I mean, our business-- Mine and Lansky's. And then you show up. First, you steal our thunder, and now you're telling us what to do? If we wanted to be a couple of nobodies getting bossed around, we'd go back to Providence.

Lansky: Yeah! Except Providence said they'd never take us back.

Rex: We don't have time for this right now.

Rombauer: He's right. Who knows what that parrot's saying. Could be children around. Come on, Lansky.

Rex: Aah!

[Rex coughs]

Rex: Had to be the hero.

Rombauer and Lansky: Aah!

Rex: Whoa. Problema. Give me that!

[Rex straining]

[Rex sighs]

Rex: This is gonna hurt me a lot more than it's gonna hurt you.

[Rex strains]

Rex: Aaaaah!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Aah! Thank you. Oh. So it's up to you to keep all this going. Problem solved. Guess I need a plan "B." Rex to Providence. There's a funky foot fungus eating Brooklyn!

Six: We noticed. That kind of thing tends to get our attention.

Rex: Six, did you get it?

Six: Nothing. No effect.

Rex: Oh, come on! At least I was able to hurt it!

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Whoa! Okay, was able to hurt it.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, I've been monitoring your conversation, as well as analyzing data streaming in from agents on the ground.

Rex: Thanks for catching me up on your day. But how do we kill this stuff?

Dr. Holiday: It appears that once the fungus hits sunlight, it aero-oxidizes and becomes nearly indestructible. But what's down in the tunnels hasn't been exposed to the sun. That's why it's still green and vulnerable. There's a chance it can be taken out from your location.

Rex: That's supposed to be good news?

Six: Yes. Here's the bad. There's a layer of oxidized fungus between you and the rest of us. You're gonna have to do this alone.

Rex: I'm not alone.

[Rex seeing Rombauer and Lansky returned]

Rombauer: Let's get one thing straight. We're not here to save the day. We only care about our company. And you're part of our company!

Lansky: Also, when we came back down here, we couldn't get out when we changed our mind.

Rombauer: Okay, that too. But mostly what I said.

Rex: I appreciate it, but-- Look out! Whoa!

Rombauer: We got to stop that thing from making more of that stuff.

Lansky: But it's really smart.

Rombauer: That's not gonna matter this time, because this time, you're gonna have to face our-- Bag of tricks! Don't tell me.

Lansky: I thought you were gonna pack it in--

Rombauer: I said "Don't tell me!" Incoming! Unh!

Lansky: Rombauer.

Rombauer: Aah!

Lansky: Where'd it get you? You heart?

Rombauer: Worse. My wallet.

[Rex strains]

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Wonderful.

[Rex straining]

Rombauer: Aah!

Lansky: Aah! Ugh!

Rombauer: Forget it! We can't do this!

Lansky: Sucker!

Rombauer: You really thought we'd just give up?

[Rombauer grunts]

Rombauer: We're not the same guys who quit on Providence.

Lansky: Yeah. We're businessmen now!

[Rombauer grunts]

Rombauer: And letting you destroy Brooklyn? That is definitely bad for business.

[Rex breathing deeply]

Rex: Hmm.

Six: The fungus has stopped growing. It's breaking apart.

Rombauer: Looks like teaming up with you wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Six: We've got a level two event outside Duluth. Mount up.

Rex: If you want to make it permanent, I bet I can talk Providence into taking you back.

Rombauer: We'll pass. You got your job to do, and we got ours.

Lansky: But if you ever need us-- Just call the EVO guys.

Rombauer: Now serving all of Brooklyn and Staten Island.

Lansky: Except Canarsie.

Rombauer and Lanksy: We're here--

Lansky: Twenty-- Oh, sorry.

Rombauer: Ice, go ahead, you.

Rombauer and Lansky: We're here 24/7 to help you.

Announcer: Not available before noon or on weekends. We no longer haber Español.

Written in Sand

Dr. Holiday: Rex, I need an uptade.

Rex: I'm right at the edge. Anything still alive in there is trying to get away from the sandstorm.

Dr. Holiday: It's not the storm they're running from. The nanites inside them are forcing the animals away. It's creating a kind of nanite-free zone.

Rex: Ha! We should call White Knight. Maybe he'll move here and leave us all alone.

Dr. Holiday: It's no laughing matter, Rex. It could be the most significant development since the original Nanite Event.

Rex: Yeah, yeah. Possible cures save the world-- Got it. I'll check it out.

Bobo: Hey, doc. You may wanna get a load of this over here.

Dr. Holiday: Negative. The storm is moving in too fast. Just place a sensor and pack it in.

Rex: Hey. No. It couldn't be. Rex to base. We got trouble of the egomaniacal EVO kind.

Dr. Holiday: Van Kleiss is here? Why am I not surprised?

Rex: I think the real question is, if everything else is in such a race to get out, why is he going on?

Dr. Holiday: Rex, wait.

Rex: Don't worry, doc. It's me. What could possibly happen?

Skalamander: RARGH! PTUH! They're nothing but dirt.

Biowulf: My senses-- Useless in all this sand.

Van Kleiss: This phenomenon deserves my personal attention. What we seek is nearby. I can feel it pushing against me.

Rex: [Rex emerges from the sand storm] Yeah?

[Skalamander grunts]

Rex: [Rex kicks Skalamander] How about kicking against you, too?

Van Kleiss: Rex! You're not welcome here.

[Rex grunts]

[Rex groans]

Rex: Now, that hurt my feelings!

[Rex groaning]

[Skalamander pins him to the sand, causing him to groan in pain]

[Skalamander laughs]

Rex: Aaah! Whoa!

Van Kleiss: If I never see your face again, It will be too soon!

Rex: Yeah? The feeling's-- Whoa! Mutual!

[Rex grunting]

Dr. Holiday: Rex? Rex, do you read me?

[Bobo coughing]

Bobo: Okay, we gotta get outta here. I got sand in places I didn't even know I had places.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, if you can hear me, we're retreating to the safe zone. Rendezvous with us there.

Rex: AAAAH! WHOA-OHHHHHHH!

[Rex grunts]

[Rex coughs]

Rex: Okay, Kleiss-- Go time! No EVO allies, just you and-- Whoa! Uh, sorry, buddy. Didn't mean to bring you along for the ride.

Van Kleiss: I don't need my EVO allies, when I can simply make more.

Rex: Don't get me wrong-- I love punching stuff. But anything you can do, I can undo better! We can do this all day. Or you can just spill it.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Why are you causing this nanite-free zone?

Van Kleiss: How convenient it must be to make me the root of all evil. I'm not causing it. I've come to discover the source and destroy it.

Rex: This could be the cure to nanites.

Van Kleiss: And I live off nanites. What Providence calls a cure, I call death.

Rex: Really? Haven't we moved past this?

Van Kleiss: Huh?

[Van Kleiss grunts]

[After Van Kleiss creates a scorpion EVO to attack Rex, it attacks him instead.]

Rex: That is the funniest thing I have ever seen! Hang on-- I got to get this on video. [Takes out cell phone and starts recording Van Kleiss dodging the scorpion EVO.]

[Van Kleiss panting]

Van Kleiss: Something's wrong. I should be controlling this creature.

Rex: Stinks to be you. Huh? You ruined my shot!

Van Kleiss: I believe we've found something more interesting.

Rex: You like to point out the obvious, don't you?

Bobo: Don't get me wrong-- I love the kid, but if we don't pull stakes now, we'll be combing dust outta all sorts of places for years.

Dr. Holiday: Too late. Hold on to everything that's not tied down. This is going to be a bumpy... ride.

Six: Holiday? I trust you're all right?

Dr. Holiday: I'm fine, Six. But Rex is still out there-- With Van Kleiss. I can't reach him.

Six: We'll prep a rescue party. Prepare to come aboard.

Rex: Hey!

Van Kleiss: This is not simply a nanite-free zone. Something is stealing the nanites from our bodies. If we linger here too long, we may both find ourselves defenseless against the other.

Rex: Well, then, we'd better blow this joint. And when I say "we" I mean "me".

[Rex tries to escape and fails]

Rex: AAAAAAAAH!

[Rex grunting]

Van Kleiss: If either of us is to escape this place, we will have to work together.

[Rex groans]

Rex: What exactly are you suggesting?

Van Kleiss: A temporary truce.

Rex: An extremely temporary truce.

Van Kleiss: We'll work our way to the center of the nanite storm.

Rex: No, we work our way out of the nanite storm and get Providence in here to figure out what's happening.

Van Kleiss: Providence? They can't be trusted.

Rex: Them? Didn't you try to take over New York? And Europe? And the world?

Van Kleiss: You need to listen to me, Rex. Without a powers, you're nothing but a child.

Rex: Oh, yeah? Truce over! Okay. This is awkward. Hey, is it just me, or are you getting really dust?

Van Kleiss: It's happening faster than I thought.

Rex: What's happening faster? If you know something, you'd better spit it out, or-- Whoa! It all looks fossilized. Like it's made completely out of... sand.

Van Kleiss: Not only are there no nanites here, this is pure silicone. There are no other elements-- No carbon, calcium, hydrogen. It appears that this zone not only destroys nanites, but is--

Rex: Squeezing the life from the Earth. This isn't sand. This is me!

[Rex whimpering]

Van Kleiss: These glyphs-- There's something familiar about them. Sumatran? Mesopotamian?

Rex: Less geeking, more escaping!

Van Kleiss: We need to find the epicenter of this maze. These glyphs may hold the answer.

Rex: Only if one says "exit sign."

Van Kleiss: No need to panic, Rex. We have at least twenty minutes before fossilization-- Give or take.

Rex: "Don't panic"-- Says the guy who used to be dirt.

[Van Kleiss grunts]

Rex: We're turning into walking litter boxes, and you're checking out caveman graffiti? No wonder I'm always kicking your butt.

Van Kleiss: You don't have an investigative bone in your body, do you? So strongheaded-- Just like your mother. [Rex is silent] No, you don't like that, do you-- That I know more about you than you do?

Rex: Skip the head games. Isn't exactly a good time.

Van Kleiss: No, but perhaps it is time for some truth. We may perish down here, Rex. Ask me anything you want about the past, and I'll answer it.

Rex: [looks at his own slowly fossilizing body] Sell it somewhere else. I'm not buying.

[walks away]

Van Kleiss: Oh, so the great and powerful Providence has finally come through on their promise to help you remember your past.

Rex: Something better-- Someone who was actually there at the Nanite Event.

Van Kleiss: Aha. Your brother, Caesar.

[Van Kleiss chuckles evilly]

Van Kleiss: I've been following you both very closely since his... miraculous reappearance. Even if you don't want to hear what I have to say, this one's for free. Do not place your trust in Caesar. He's not the man you believe him to be.

Rex: [creates his BFS and holds it at Van Kleiss' throat] What are you getting at?

Van Kleiss: Oh, no, no. That's not how this works. It isn't my turn. Quid pro quo, Rex. If you want to know more-- Why don't we start with something simple? Rylander's Omega Nanite. I know it's inside you.

White Knight: Status uptade?

Six: Still no fix on Rex. Scanners can't cut through the storm, so we're moving in to stage a recon.

White Knight: I will not risk everyone on board that ship for one agent. Not even that agent.

[Holiday subtly ends the call. Then to Six]

Dr. Holiday: Whoops. Guess the satellite feed went down. Nasty sand.

[Six smirks]

Dr. Holiday: Caesar? Wanted you to know we haven’t found him yet.

Caesar: Found who?

Dr. Holiday: Rex.

Caesar: Right. Ah. Sorry. That was, uh, fifteen minutes ago. I've done about five hundred task since then. Try calibrating the keep's sensors to search for traces of selenium. It's something Rex naturally gives off, like dandruff.

Dr. Holiday: I-- Really? Hmm. Okay, thanks.

Van Kleiss: So what you're saying is, the motor runs off of gravity and the only exhausts are atoms of selenium.

Rex: Now you. Squid Pro... Whatever. The nanites, the Event. What started all this?

Van Kleiss: He didn't tell you? I'm not surprised. It was Caesar.

[Rex pushes Van Kleiss to nearest wall and take out his BFS once again]

[Rex grunts]

Van Kleiss: Wasteful, Rex.

Rex: You're lying!

Van Kleiss: Hardly. Your brother is responsible for the most significant catastrophe in human history. You have to admit that as brilliant as Caesar is, he's... not quite right. Am I telling you something that you haven't already noticed?

[Rex groans]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: HAAAH!

[Rex grunts]

[Van Kleiss coughing]

Van Kleiss: You seem to have awoken some sort of defense mechanism.

Rex: What are they defending? Rocks?

[Rex grunts]

Van Kleiss: Before we're totally devoid of nanites, we need to end this now-- Together.

Rex: Back to back!

Van Kleiss: What?

Rex: Haven't you ever read a comic book? Back to back! No way. These markings-- They're not hieroglyphics. They're circuit boards. This whole cave, this valley-- It's one giant circuit board. These are data conduits-- Ms. Hubs!

Van Kleiss: You're right. These spirals are solid-state storage-- The standard design for a firewall in a CPU.

Rex: Did you just say I'm right? Now that I know what we're dealing with, it's a simple matter of-- Hacking in. This is malo-- Muy malo. Van Kleiss, meet the psycho computer who calls herself--

Van Kleiss: Zag-RS?

Rex: How do you know that? [Zag-RS notices them and attacks them] You know Zag-RS? How?

Van Kleiss: She was designed as a decontamination program at the original nanite laboratory. Her task was to destroy any rogue nanites that escaped from the holding tanks.

Rex: She did a great job. Whoever designed her should be taken out and beaten with a tendril.

Van Kleiss: Caesar designed her.

Rex: I'm gonna have to have a chat with my brother when this is over.

[Rex grunting]

Van Kleiss: Focus, you fool. If we're to survive this, we have to use whatever nanites we have left to shut her down.

[Rex groans]

Rex: No problemo! Ah, come on! Stay up! Show off!

[Rex groans]

Rex: Well, this bites.

[Rex straining]

[Rex groans]

Rex: Didn't I leave you in orbit? Shouldn't you have burned up in re-entry or something?

Zag-RS: Re-entry resulted in a hard desert landing. This unit faced complete system failure. Salvation came from integration with the host space station power cell, where new initiatives were established.

Rex: Turning the world into a sandbox?

Zag-RS: Correct. The prevention of organic infection by elimination of organic matter and securing the Earth core system. Soon, this world will function without flaw.

Rex: Van Kleiss! Change of plan! While, I've got Zaggy occupied, you go and warn Providence before it's too late!

Van Kleiss: There's no time. Her strength is growing exponentially. To achieve victory, you must trust me.

Rex: Trust you?! That's comedy gold! Even if I was that big of a doof, neither one of us had enough power to fight back!

Van Kleiss: That's not entirely true.

Rex: Huh?

Van Kleiss: I've not been completely honest with you.

Rex: Stunned-- Really.

Van Kleiss: The Omega Nanite within you has a self-replicating program. You can create your own nanites.

Rex: What?! Why didn't you tell me!

Van Kleiss: A calculated emission.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: No way.

Van Kleiss: There-- That is the heart of Zag-RS. Strike while you can!

Rex: Oh, yeah! Now we're talking! Normally, I don't fight girls, but this time I'll make... A big... giant... robot exception!

Dr. Holiday: I found him, Six-- twenty kilometers northeast. There's a huge spike in trace selenium.

Six: Charge all weapons.

Dr. Holiday: The storm's starting to break. But please don't crash.

Rex: YAAAH!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: That's not fair! It worked in the movie!

[Rex whimpers]

[Rex groaning]

Rex: AAAH!

Zag-RS: You have miscalculated, human. The more nanites you replicate, the more energy you supply me. 7.5 seconds until I overtake your production.

[Van Kleiss grunts]

Zag-RS: 4.3 seconds.

Van Kleiss: AAAAAAAAAH!

Rex: YAAAAAAH! One psycho robot down, one supervillain to chicken! Finally!

Bobo: What, you never heard the term "fashionably late"?

Dr. Holiday: Your nanite-replicating function seems to be working well. Most of Zag-RS' alterations have been expunged.

Rex: Meaning-- What?

Bobo: You ain't gonna wash away at high tide.

Caesar: This is my design.

Rex: Great-- My brother created Zag-RS.

Caesar: Evidently. Though her evolution into some sort of sentient nanite-slayer is most curious.

Six: Curious?

Rex: What about what Van Kleiss said?

Caesar: You mean I'm to blame for the original nanite event? Why don't we ask her? Wait! Interface protocols. Code designate Zag-RS. Respond.

Zag-RS: Dr. Salazar. Good morning. How may I assist you?

Dr. Holiday: Stand down, gentlemen. Zag-RS has been successfully rebooted. But her memory has been wiped clean.

Rex: What? You got to be kidding me!

Caesar: That's interesting. Hmm. Van Kleiss must have implemented a program dump before he left you. It's the only logical conclusion.

Rex: Program dump?

Van Kleiss: Do not place your trust in Caesar. He's not the man you believe him to be.

Rex: Great. So now all we've got is a lame decontamination program with a GPS lady's voice?

Caesar: GPS lady? Hardly.

Rex: I was making a joke.

Caesar: Don't you recognize it? When I programmed her, I wanted a voice that meant safety, protection, caring. Rex, this is our mother's voice.

Rex: [shocked] Mama?

Night Falls

[Caesar's Pod Laboratory arrives at the town of Mexico City]

Rex: Are we there yet? [moving his legs and hugs his legs] All this futuristic technology and you never thought of adding a bathroom. [points at the monitor] City Hall! It must have a bathroom! Pull over-- Now! [Esteban writing some paperwork as the ground starts to rumble, He immediately ran outside looking at Caesar's research pod landing. The door opens and Rex finally made on solid ground.] Baño?

[Esteban awkwardly points the bathroom]

[Rex runs]

[The elevator in Research pod went up and then down with Caesar]

Esteban: Caesar. ¿Eres tú?

Caesar: [suspecting face] Esteban?

Esteban: It's Mayor Esteban now.

[Caesar laughs]

Caesar: Mayor? When you ran for class president, Maria Rodriguez got all the votes.

Esteban: She was smarter and much better-looking. And I see you're still building your crazy contraptions. What brings you back to town?

Caesar: To visit Abuela. It's a surprise.

Esteban: You don't want to go there. It's not the same as you remember.

[Rex righs]

Rex: [runs to the research pod] Okay, bro, let's go! [Rex went up to the lab]

[Esteban chuckling]

Esteban: [looking at Rex] Is that little Cabeza de Trapo?

[Caesar laughs]

Caesar: I haven't thought of that for years. [Caesar went up to the lab]

Rex: What?

Caesar: No es nada, mijo. We'd better get going.

Esteban: At least stay in town tonight. You can head up to abuela's in the morning.

Caesar: It's been over five years, Esteban. We're not waiting another minute.

[Door closes and Research pods departs]

Rex: If she's not really our grandmother, why are you calling her "abuela"?

Caesar: There may not be a biological connection, but she practically raised the entire town. When you were a boy, you spent every summer here.

[Rex stops and feels incomplete]

Rex: I wish I could remember her. Or any of this.

Caesar: I'm sure she'll be excited to see you. Just prepare yourself for a lot of sloppy grandma kisses.

[Caesar pats Rex's hair and keeps on moving]

[Rex knocks at the door, The door opens by Abuela] Abuela, it's me-- Caesar.

[The Salazar brothers show themselves while Caesar holds a Bouquet of flowers]

Abuela: Caesar! And is that my Cabeza de Trapo?

Rex: Why is everyone calling me that?

Abuela: What are you doing here?

Caesar: We've come to visit. May we come in?

Abuela: [Looks at the sky for a brief moment] No! [slams the door]

Rex: Maybe we should have called first.

[The Salazar brothers spend the night in the Research pod with Caesar sleeping at the floor and Rex sleeping on the table. Unintentionally the computer sets thte alarm causing Rex to wake up a bit.]

[Rex groans]

Rex: Ten more minutes, Six. [covers his ears with his pillow]

[Caesar opens the door and looks down, Seeing Abuela holding breakfast]

Abuela: Who wants breakfast?

[Rex immediately wakes up]

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Yo!

[Rex drops off the table]

[Rex groans]

Rex: Ouch!

[After a few minutes, Rex picks up his breakfast]

Caesar: Abuela always was the best cook.

Abuela: I have missed my niños. [Puts her hand on Rex's shoulder] Rex, I have been following your work with Providence, and I always knew you would be a big important scientist.

Rex: So, why did you slam the door on us last night?

Abuela: Oh, that. You just caught me off guard. We weren't expecting visitors.

Rex: I thought you always--

Caesar: Enough with the questions, little brother.

Abuela: Let me look at you.

[Abuela grabs Rex's face]'

Rex: Mmph!

Abuela: I can't believe how you have grown. Come, see-- The rest of the family.

Rex: Does everyone in town live here?

[Caesar chuckles]

Caesar: I remember evenings here, laughing, telling stories. And the food! Rex, if you thought breakfast was good, wait and see what abuela makes for dinner.

Abuela: It is an old building. There are always repairs.

Federico: Rex!

Rex: Huh?

[Rex chuckles nervously]

Rex: Uh... What's up?

Federico: It's me-- Federico. Have you forgotten the secret shake?

Abuela: You and Federico were best friends when you were little.

Caesar: Cabezas de trapo!

Rex: Why do you keep calling me that?

Caesar: You used to put underpants on your heads and act out Lucha Libre movies.

Rex: Glad I don't remember that.

Federico: Lucky you.

Esteban: Abuela, I must speak to you.

Abuela: Someone has forgotten his manners.

Esteban: You can't just keep avoiding me. My phone has been ringing off the hook. The village is concerned about the recent activity.

Abuela: Well, it shouldn't be. What goes on here is our own business.

Esteban: Not when it leaves these walls. The situation is getting worse.

Abuela: We've made the necessary corrections. It won't happen again.

Esteban: You got one last chance to get out of town. Or I will evict you myself.

Abuela: An old squabble. You don't need to worry.

Caesar: What aren't you telling us, abuela?

Abuela: Time to start making dinner.

Rex: Dinner? We just had breakfast.

[Caesar chuckles]

Caesar: Trust me. [Stands up with his glass] To family!

Rex: Is it like this every night?

Federico: Pretty much.

[Rex chuckling]

[The kid kicks the ball high, Frederico stands up and catch the ball and dribbled. Rex was impress.]

Rex: Hey. You're pretty good. Everything about going pro?

[Frederico drops the ball, awkward silence]

Federico: Not anymore.

[Rex picks up the ball, kicks it. The ball lands on the table splashing the food all around, everyones laughting. The bell rings and everyone starts going away.]

Rex: Okay, maybe not my best move, but it wasn't that bad.

Abuela: Come, children!

[Caesar and Rex follows Abuela to their room] You'll sleep here.

[Rex notices Frederico]

Federico: See you in the morning.

[Frederico darkly walks into he's room. Rex enters in his. In the room Caesar's unpacking, Rex looks around. Suddently Abuela locks the door.]

Rex: [to Caesar] Did she just lock us in? :[Rex tries to open the door, fails] She just locked us in!

Caesar: We need to respect our elders. I'm sure she had her reasons. [Rex walks to window, Caesar's trying the new bed.] Ooh! Bed's pretty comfy. Good night!

Rex: But-- but... It's only 6:30!

[Night, suddently a roar is heard. Rex and Caesar wakes up.]

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Sure, that's not weird, either!

[Mayor's office, the phone start's ringing.Esteban picks up.]

Esteban: Bueno. I'm glad you cloud return my call. I understand you can help me with my EVO problem.

[Salazar's room. Rex and Ceasar already dressed.]

Rex: Frederico? That's his room behind here!

[Caesar grunts]

[Caesar pull's the door, they are still locked.]

Caesar: [to Rex] Can you break it down?

Rex: How about respecting our elders?

Caesar: Technically, I am your elder. Brake it down!

Rex: I'll do one better! Hunh!

[Rex grunts]

[Forms Smack hands and punches trought the wall, making a hole that reveals Frederico's room.]

Rex: This place is just full of surprises. Okay, fur face, if you ate my friend--

Caesar: Rex! Wait!

Abuela: There has been a breach! Where is Rex?

Caesar: I suspect halfway down the hill by now. Abuela--

Abuela: I know.

Rex: Whoa-- Unh!

[Rex groans]

Rex: AAAAH! Whoa! Unh! UAAAAGH! This is for Federico!

Abuela: Rex! No! That is Federico!

Federico: Are those your hands? Genial. I got out again, didn't I?

Rex: So, you're like a were-EVO?

Caesar: Lux Lucius Mutatio. Interesting.

Abuela: Come-- We've got to get back to the house.

Esteban: I told you this would happen! You can't control them anymore!

Rex: It wasn't her. It was me. I let them out. I didn't know.

Esteban: All these EVOs!

Abuela: They're just boys.

Esteban: Look at the destruction your boys caused! The people are tired of living in fear! You'll be leaving today!

Rex: I'm sorry, abuela. I had no idea. And now you have to leave because of me.

Abuela: I'm not going anywhere!

Federico: We turn at sundown and then back at sunrise. It only happens to some of us.

Caesar: I took samples from all of the affected family members. Everyone shares the same genetic code-- something similar to hypotrichosis.

Rex: Hyper, huh?

Caesar: Werewolf syndrome. The nanites triggered the dormant gene.

Federico: Can you cure it?

Rex: I can try. Strange. I don't feel anything. Do you?

Federico: Thanks anyway.

Caesar: I'm seeing no active nanite tracers whatsoever.

Rex: Well, maybe it's because he's not an EVO form.

Federico: I just want a normal life again. I don't want to have to leave my home.

Caesar: Maybe there's a way you can have both.

Rex: Sorry about the wall. Why didn't you tell us?

Abuela: Because I didn't want Providence to know.

Rex: But Providence can help.

Abuela: By taking those afflicted away? No. Every night when the bell pulls, those that have the change are locked away safely. For years it has been this way and no one has been hurt.

Rex: But-- You're prisoners in your own home.

Abuela: You may see it that way, niño. But at least we are a family.

Federico: You know-- Even though we got busted today, it was kind of fun to get out.

Rex: Don't you ever feel cooped up in here?

Federico: There is one thing I missed. Go-o-o-o-al!

Rex: Why did you stop playing if you love it so much?

Federico: One day during practice, I stayed late so some scouts could see me play. Sun went down, and, well... They made me quit the league after that. Still haven't replaced the go box.

[Federico chuckles]

Federico: Is that Providence?

Rex: I don't know who it is.

Federico: We should probably get back. It's almost evening bell.

Hunter Cain: Rex.

Federico: That guy just shot my ball!

Rex: Oh, this is just perfect. Hunter Cane he has a thing for hunting down EVOs I already put him away once.

Federico: So, what's he doing here?

Rex: Guessing your mayor called him.

Federico: No, I mean did, he break out or something?

Rex: Don't know. Don't care.

Hunter Cain: Why am I not surprised? This one of them?

Rex: Bringing this guy here was a bad move.

Hunter Cain: For them? And I get to settle an old score while I'm at it. Lucky me.

Rex: No-- Lucky me!

Federico: Rex, we've gotta go.

Rex: You don't have to worry. This guy has nothing to sweat.

Federico: Now!

Hunter Cain: Well, what do we have here?

[Hunter Cain grunts]

Hunter Cain: Esteban, my friend, I may not even charge you for this one.

Rex: The mayor wasn't kidding. He sent an EVO hunter who likes to shoot first and skip the questions. We'll need every man, woman, and werewolf.

Esteban: You were warned, abuela. You can live peacefully or we will bring you out.

Hunter Cain: I didn't come here for conversation.

Esteban: But you said it would just be a show of force. We run them out of town. No one gets hurt.

Hunter Cain: I don't negotiate with EVOs or their families. If you don't like what you're about to see, you can head on down the hill.

Rex: Why don't you join them, hunter?

Hunter Cain: I never back down from a fight.

Rex: Neither do I. You bring your magic EVO bullets, or is this going to be a real fight?

Hunter Cain: Lucky for you, these are the old-fashioned kind. But they hurt just as bad.

Rex: Yeah, that is kind of annoying.

Caesar: Just hours ago, there wasn't any nanite activity. But now, it's like night and day.

[Caesar laughs]

Caesar: That was my little pun. It seems the samples are reacting differently in the absence of sunlight. If I can only work out the photoreactive elements--

Rex: I don't even think a cure will stop Hunter Cain. He'll never listen to reason.

Caesar: I still gotta try. I think I can affect the change in the nanite programming during your nocturnal cycle. If I'm gonna cure this, I have to do it before sunrise.

Rex: Not a Hunter gets to them first. I can keep doing this till you run out of ammo.

Hunter Cain: Fire on target!

Rex: AAAAAAAH!

[Rex grunts]

[Rex groans]

Rex: Note to self-- Don't give him any ideas. You have to let them out!

Abuela: I made a promise to keep them safe from harm!

Rex: Where they can't defend themselves? That's exactly what won't happen!

Hunter Cain: Grandma, step aside.

Abuela: I stand with my family.

Hunter Cain: Have it your way. I'll take all of you down.

Abuela: You obviously haven't met my family.

Rex: Can't believe we're not related. So, what was your big jail break? Nail pile and a cake? Exploding smoke bomb?

Hunter Cain: Cold, hard cash. Not everyone at Providence is an EVO-lover.

Caesar: Huh? Yes! Rex, we can reprogram the nanites to disregard the photoreactive coding of their DNA with a frequency-tuned pulse! That should allow you to cure them!

Rex: Sounds great, but I've sort of got my hands full. Unh!

Caesar: You mess with my brother, you mess with me.

Hunter Cain: Who are you? You an EVO?

Caesar: No. I'm a scientist.

Hunter Cain: AAAAH!

Caesar: Your turn.

Rex: Whoa! Whoa-ho! Wait! I thought you said you had to zap their nanites.

Caesar: In a manner of speaking. First, I zap you. Then, you have your nanites through do the rest.

Rex: AAAH!

Caesar: Too strong. I'll make an adjustment.

Rex: Adjustment? How about you wait for me to say "okay" next time? You're still here?

Hunter Cain: When I said I was out of the disintegrator ammo, I lied. One left, and it has your name on it.

Rex: Federico, I'm not sure if you can understand me, but it might be time for the return of Las Cabezas de Trapo.

Caesar: I think I've got the settings figured out.

Rex: You think? AAAH!

[Rex groans]

Caesar: That's more like it.

Rex: [Woozily] Okay. Let's give it a try. I'm not trying to hurt you.

Abuela: Federico, mi corazoncito. Let him try.

Rex: Maybe we have to wait for a sunrise. We- We made it worse. Now we stuck that way!

Federico: It isn't him-- It's me. I can control it now!

Hunter Cain: Doesn't change a thing to me. He's still an EVO. I'm gonna finish the job I came here to do. I'll wipe out the whole compound if I have to.

Abuela: There is no place for your kind of hatred here!

Hunter Cain: You think I'm afraid of you?

Rex: I think you should be.

[Hunter Cain spits]

Rex: Hunter knows how to hold a grudge. He'll come back.

Federico: And we'll be waiting.

Rex: So, this mean you're gonna try out for the pros?

Abuela: I think it's time we all go out and live our lives.

Rex: La familia!

Caesar: Cabezas de trapo!

Hard Target

[The scene starts in an alley, with Rex driving his Rex Ride while in the back holding Chinese food.]

Six: The situation is escalating. What's your ETA?

Rex: As fast as I can.

Six: We've got a lot of hungry people here, Rex.

Rex: Hey, a late-night briefing wasn't my idea. And, yes, I remembered the hot mustard. Be there in--

[Rex gasps]

Rex: [sees a red portal] Breach! Whoa! Unh!

Breach: [giggles] Almost like you saw me coming.

Rex: [removes his goggles] Guess my nanites are onto the whole "ripping-the-very-fabric-of-space" thing. Plus, you just plain creep me out.

Breach: [drops some Chinese food into a portal] Oops--

[Breach giggles]

Rex: [looks at Breach's portal and dodges the Chinese food] Aah! Laugh if you want, but do not mess with Six's Kung Pao Pork. [activates his Punk Busters, Breach sends a rapid fire of her portals, Rex dodges and reverts back] What do you want this time? [Looks at red portal, surprised by a punch.]

Breach: Oh, I can be anywhere. [kicks Rex] Go anywhere. [punches Rex from behind] Doesn't it drive you crazy?

Rex: Bites both ways, Breach. [punches the decoy portal and punches Breach with his Smack Hands] We've been over this. I don't want to be in your collection. I don't want to be your pet, your trophy, your prize, your... whatever.

[Breach's hands grabs Rex's hands both left and right and slowly lifts Rex in the air.]

Breach: I'm through collecting you, Rex. It's way more fun messing with you.

[Breach giggles]

[Breach hears a ding.]

Biowulf: [over com-link] Biowulf to Breach, have you commenced the operation?

[Breach stops her portal, causing Rex to fall.]

Rex: Aah!

Breach: We'll play some more next time. Van Kleiss has a very important mission for me.

Rex: To pick up his laundry?

Breach: [giggles] It involves an old friend of yours.

[Creates a portal and jumps in. Rex takes a glance at the portal revealing a familiar place.]

Rex: Wait, I know that place. Oh, no!

[Rex rushes into the portal as it closes.]

[Rex is blinded by the light and lands over a train rail.]

Rex: Okay, I'm in Hong Kong. Check. She's going after Circe! [Train sounds in coming towards him] [sarcastically] What a surprise.

[Rex manages to avoid an oncoming train with his Boogie Pack, and flies away.]

Six: [over com-link] Rex, you dropped off the grid. What's your L and L?

Rex: Intersection of Hong and Kong.

[Back at Providence base]

Six: You do realize there are closer places for take-out.

[Back to Rex]

Rex: It's Breach! She knows Circe's here!

Six: Which is more than Providence knows, apparently.

Rex: Yeeeeah, I might have sorta told her about my old gang and-- [sees the silo where his gang lives] I'm here! Gotta go!

[Back in Providence; Six, Holiday, two Providence agents and Bobo are dumbfounded.]

[Rex arrives at the silo, builds his Punk Busters, and kicks the door down.]

Rex: I'm taking you down, Breach!

[Skwydd and Cricket, preparing breakfast, look dumbfounded.]

Skwydd: Uh, Rex?

[Circe peeks out of the bathroom, wearing a white towel over her head.]

Rex: Circe? Breach is... not here?

Skwydd: No. But our breakfast has been soundly defeated.

Rex: Umm-- Hey, Skwydd! Cricket? See you guys got the place back together?

Skwydd: Yeah. Just in time for you to wreck it again. Hey, Tuck! You okay?

Tuck: [from underneath the door] I'm cool!

[Rex looks down as Tuck frees himself.]

Tuck: Whoa! Do it again!

Skwydd: So, wanna tell us what this is all about? Or do we have to guess?

Rex: Circe's in danger. It's Breach. She's--

Circe: Messing with you, Rex. Did you actually see her on the other side?

Rex: Well, no, but-- [beat] Oh, okay. Why Hong Kong?

Circe: Because it's on the other side of the world? Because she's seriously messed up?

Cricket: Kinda like our place.

Circe: Trust me. She's back in Abysus right now, laughing it up with the rest of the Pack. Besides, I'm not that easy to find.

[Removes the white towel to reveal her shoulder-length black hair partly dyed a deep plum and having donned a dark gray overall dress.]

[Rex turns around hiding his embarrassment.]

Rex: Okay, Rex, bad intro. Take a do-over. [he turns around] Like the new look.

Circe: Wow, a compliment.

Skwydd: Yeah. Hey, thanks for sending Circe our way.

Cricket: She totally evens out the boy-girl ratio.

Rex: [thinking] Boy, girl? Wait a minute? [he looks at Skwydd and Circe, then Cricket and Tuck] I'm not interrupting anything, am I?

Skwydd: Apart from the most important meal of the day-- No, we're fine.

Cricket: Speaking of which, since Rex killed breakfast. Who's up for Yum Ta?

[Circe, Skwydd, Cricket and Tuck walk out, leaving Rex]

Rex: Yum-anything works for me. And no one laughed. Bad omen.

[In the distance, a Providence holding facility is at the other side of the island. Breach is at the top of the building, struggling to make a portal.]

[Breach grunting]

Biowulf: Report. What's the delay?

Breach: Ugh! They have a phase scrambler. It's messing with my rifts.

Biowulf: Perhaps I should send someone more capable.

Breach: Perhaps if you quit calling, I'd be done already.

[Biowulf is looking at I-Bol, who he is using to communicate with Breach.]

Biowulf: Don't mess this up. I'll be watching.

Breach: "I'll be watching."

[Breach scoffs]

Breach: Meanie.

[Waitress speaking cantonese]

Skywdd: Best table in the house.

Rex: I'll just pull up a... floor. We're, um... short of few menus.

Skwydd: I'll look on with Cirss.

Rex: "Cirrs"?

[Cricket speaking cantonese]

Rex: Uh, so, what are we having?

Cricket: Dim sum. Traditional shared meal.

Rex: Shared? Uh, great!

Cricket: Dumplings, steamed buns, and-- Ooh!-- The house special-- lovers' prawns!

Rex: I don't believe it.

[Rex slurps]

Rex: They're-- Mnh! They're-- Couples!

[Breach gasps]

Quarry: Visiting hours are usually four to six. Name's Quarry. To what do I owe the pleasure?

Breach: My employer has an offer for you-- A simple job for your freedom. No questions asked.

Quarry: You're one of Van Kleiss's people. Did he send you?

Breach: No questions! Are you in? Or you want to stay here and rots?

[Quarry chuckles]

Quarry: Of course I'm in. Just gotta make myself presentable. Have a seat. You look tired.

Breach: We have to go. The guards--

Quarry: Relax! Security sweep takes a full three minutes. Plenty of time. So, why would Van Kleiss be interested in a small-time player like me?

Breach: You have unique abilities or something. Hooray for you.

Quarry: What are we after? Money? Gold?

Skywdd: And that's when Circe goes all siren and blasts the bus driver's pants clean off.

Circe: Lucky shot. Hit the exact frequency of polyester.

Tuck: Good thing his boxers were cotton.

[Skywdd, Circe, Cricket and Tuck laughter]

Rex: [uncomfortable] Yeah-ha-ha! Hey, Circe, remember when we took down that giant fish head in Cabo Luna?

Circe: Rex, please, I'd rather not remember that right now.

Skywdd: Yeesh, Rex. Buzzkill.

Six: [over the comlink] Rex, update.

Rex: Another Breach head fake. You gotta get me out of here. I'm in the middle of what you'd call an... awkward teen situation.

Six: I'll send a jump jet. In the meantime, there's a general alert at the local Providence holding cell.

Rex: Yes. I am so on it.

Circe: You're leaving?

Rex: Duty calls.

Cricket: You'll miss dessert-- Almond sweetcakes.

Rex: Mmm, boy.

Breach: And that's all I know. I've said too much. We really need to.

Quarry: You do your thing, and I'll do mine. Unh!

Breach: Hurry!

[Breach grunts]

Breach: Can't... hold--

Quarry: On second thought--

Breach: Unh!

[Breach groans]

Quarry: I'd prefer to work for myself.

Rex: Quarry!

Quarry: Rex! Would have loved to chat. Perhaps another time.

Rex: This was the old friend you were after?

Breach: How did you think I meant?

[Breach grunts]

Rex: What's the matter, Breach? Portal trouble?

[Breach gasps]

Rex: Looks like your important mission was an epic fail. Too bad. I hear V.K.'s is pretty tough on failure.

Breach: Hyah!

Rex: And, seriously? Jailbreak? What is this, a cowboy movie?

[Breach giggles]

Breach: It's a disaster movie... for Providence.

Rex: What's that supposed to mean?

Breach: Unh-Unh-Unh. No spoilers.

Rex: Huh? Uh, h-hey, fella!

Scientist 1: What's ironic, when you think of it? We finally create the ultimate weapon and we can't get at it.

Scientist 2: The residual field will die down. Theoretically.

Scientist 1: Oh, maybe it's fate. Giving us a three-day waiting period. I think maybe we should-- Picking up low-level vibrations.

Scientist 2: Seismic?

Scientist 1: Rhythmic. Almost like-- Footsteps.

Quarry: At ease, gentlemen. I won't be long.

Scientist 1: Don't go in there! The field will dissolve any organic matter!

[Quarry chuckles]

Quarry: Good thing I don't have any. Unique attributes, indeed.

Circe: Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

[Skywdd grunts]

[Rex breathing heavily]

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Stop it!

Skywdd: What's with him?

Circe: Breach-lag. Leapt clean over his bedtime.

Rex: Plus, two power naps and my morning-briefing snooze. By the way, you were right. Breach wasn't after you. She freed Quarry. Got this from the Providence security feed.

Skywdd: Quarry?

Tuck: He's loose?

Cricket: Oh, no!

Circe: You saw Breach and came back here?! What if she followed you?!

Rex: Don't worry. If Breach were here, I'd feel it.

[Rex shudders]

Rex: She's here.

Breach: Hey, girlfriend.

Circe: Get out of here, Breach!

Breach: But Van Kleiss has so been wanting to chat.

Circe: Then deliver a message for him!

[Uses her ultrasonic bursts on Breach, who creates a portal behind her, knocking her out with her own sonic abilities.]

[Circe screams]

Circe: Unh!

Rex: Let her go, Breach!

Breach: Oh, sorry, Rex. She's gonna save my skin.

[Breach giggles]

Breach: V.K.'s tough on failure, remember?

[Teleports away with an unconscious Circe on her shoulder.]

Rex: No!

[Quarry breathes heavily]

Quarry: Ahh. Hello, world!

Skwydd: Circe?!

Rex: Breach took her. Six, I need a fix on Quarry.

Six: Financial district. Local Providence forces are clearing the area. It looks like--

Rex: Yeah, a disaster movie. I'm already there.

Skwydd: Rex, what about--

Rex: Help the others? I'll bring back Cirss.

Quarry: Let me just say, I abhor unnecessary violence. But this is very necessary. Well, well, if it isn't Providence's "secret weapon". Say hello to mine.

Rex: Whoa! Aah! Unh!

[Rex sighs]

Rex: No! Stay back! What's your game, Quarry? Planning to start a war?

Quarry: Why, yes, Rex-- A bidding war. I'm gonna auction this baby to the deepest pockets. Governments, militaries--

Rex: Terrorists, maniacs, end-of-the-world wackos?

Quarry: If they have the money. What they do with it isn't my concern.

Rex: I'd be very concerned. Have I told you about Van Kleiss' garden? He has a whole section for double-crossing, two-bit thugs.

Quarry: This will buy me all the freedom and immunity I'll ever need, even from him.

Rex: Unh! Whoa!

Quarry: Pretty slick, huh? It's a molecular destabilizer. Little miss four-arms blabbed the details.

[Rex grunts]

Quarry: "Suppresses the atomic charge", or so I'm told. Protons and electrons just fly apart. The whole gang. Oh, I'm touched. A regular family reunion.

Skywdd: We got your back, Rex.

Rex: Never mind me. Help them. Come on, Quarry. Let's see what you got.

Quarry: You don't get it, do you?

Rex: Unh!

Quarry: Everything's made of atoms. Even you.

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Aaaaah! Hey, that works pretty good. Super-energized atoms.

[Quarry grunting]

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Nope! Nice try! Denied! Rejected! Blocked!

[Quarry grunting]

[Rex grunting]

[Quarry gasps]

Quarry: Aaaaah!

[Quarry groans]

Rex: Just one tap and you're dust.

[Quarry grunts]

Quarry: Go on! Do it! You never learned. In this business, you gotta be ruthless!

Rex: Hold that thought. You can come out now. I got that creeped-out feeling.

Breach: Peek-a-boo.

Skwydd: It's her! She took Circe!

Rex: But not to Van Kleiss. You never went to Abysus, did you? You slipped her into your little pocket dimension. Let her go, Breach!

Breach: And I'd agree to that-- Why?

Rex: Because you wouldn't want Van Kleiss to see this.

Quarry: What? It's not like I'm gonna run away with it.

[Breach sighs]

Breach: Van Kleiss would skewer me for this. But it's a weapon.

Rex: I'm thinking a trade is in order.

[Breach releases Circe, who is caught by Skwydd.]

Circe: I hate you, Breach.

Quarry: Ho ho ho! You make me proud, Rex. You picked up some business sense after all. So, I guess it's back to my cushy Providence cell.

Rex: Oh, I'm not trading this. I'm trading you.

[Quarry chuckles]

Quarry: Well, your sense of humor's coming along, too.

Rex: Think, Breach. You can still save face with Van Kleiss. Quarry can take the heat for the whole mess.

Quarry: Let's talk! We can work something o--

Circe: Thanks for the save.

Rex: You guys look pretty good back there.

Circe: Thanks.

Rex: Huh? Um, look-- You may or may not have noticed, I've been acting, uh-- weird.

Skwydd: Definitely may.

Rex: Yeah. Well, I just want to say that I'm fine with, you know, "it"? I'm fine with "it".

Circe: "It"?

Rex: "It". Uh, being together. You make great couples.

Skwydd: Couples?

'Circe, Cricket and Tuck:" Yeah, right.

[Skwydd, Circe, Cricket and Tuck laughter]

[Rex chuckles nervously]

Rex: I-It just looked like, when you were-- A-and the dumplings and, uh-- uh--

Skwydd: We're friends, Rex.

Circe: Really. Just good friends.

Tuck: Platonic.

Cricket: Strictly platonic.

Rex: And I'm strictly an idiot. Anyone know a good place for takeout?

Cricket: Ming's in Kwun Tong.

Rex: Hey! You did that on purpose!

Circe: Can you believe it?

Cricket: As if.

Skwydd: So, um-- What are you gals doing Saturday night?

Circe: Our hair.

Tuck: What about next Saturday?

Cricket: Nails.

Skwydd: One after next?

A Family Holiday

Dr. Brandon Moses: The pace of study has been staggeringly slow. There have been no significant advancements in nanite research since the original event. Simply put, Providence is not doing enough. What is required is not a military response, but a serious, thoughtful reaction, a scientific answer. The poor and afflicted deserve more. The world, deserves more. Let me introduce Diane. Mother of three. Diane has been diagnosed as incurable, a lost cause. Since then, she's been treated like an animal, locked away from her family... No hope on the horizon. Until now. At Moses Labs, we don't rely on tanks, guns, or secret weapons-- Only an unwavering belief that whatever science breaks, science can fix. Welcome back, Diane.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: Happy birthday, little sister.

Rex: Hope that I paid the bills. This is going to be expensive.

[Rex grunts]

Caesar: Release the hounds.

[a door opens revealing some Evo hounds]

Rex: Huh? Whoa!

Bobo Haha: Heh! I thought that was just a figure of speech. You're a sick puppy.

Rex: Aah! Not cool, bro!

[Rex panting]

Rex: [Spanish accent] Agua, por favor.

Caesar: Water second, probes first.

Rex: No offense, but being a guinea pig is a lot less fun when it's you instead of Holiday.

Caesar: Don't I run the biometric tests with the same efficiency?

Rex: How are we related? Have you looked at Holiday?

Bobo Haha: She ain't my species and even I know she's a hottie.

Caesar: She is... very smart.

Rex: Where is the Doc anyway? She usually can't wait to get her hands on me.

Bobo Haha: Saw her this morning, looking pretty grim.

Agent Six: It's her sister. Her sister's birthday to be precise. Holiday gets introspective this time of year.

Caesar: Her sister? Oh, is she smart too?

Dr. Holiday: Hey guys. Can't talk. Hangar!

Bobo Haha: Ah, human dames. I don't know how you guys keep up.

[Dr. Holiday pants]

Dr. Holiday: Thank you for coming, Dr. Moses. It's a genuine honor.

Rex: Who the heck is that guy? Why is Holiday acting all fangirl around him?

Caesar: It's Dr. Brandon Moses, the leading researcher in technogenic transmorphing! If anyone's going to develop a kill for EVOs, it's going to be him!

Bobo Haha: Now, that's actin' fan-girl.

Dr. Brandon Moses: Not the worst I've seen.

Dr. Holiday: Can you help her?

Dr. Brandon Moses: Beverly would be an excellent candidate for my treatments. Have her transported to my facility.

Rex: Hold up! I know you have a bunch of letters after your name, but curing EVOs is what I do. Some of them--

Dr. Holiday: Some you just can't handle, Rex. Dr. Moses' research goes to places you don't, so if you don't mind-- 10 minutes, then we'll be in the air. Thank you, doctor. I've earned 5 years' worth of personal time, Knight. I plan to use it all.

White Knight: I don't like it, but I like your sister even less. Go for your "cure", Holiday. But if it doesn't work, don't bring her back.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Agent Six: What do you really know about Dr. Moses?

Dr. Holiday: I know what I saw.

Agent Six: You're not taking her to the doctor for a checkup. Has he handed you supporting data?

Dr. Holiday: Why won't you let me have this? It's the first glimmer of hope I've had since Rex got here.

Agent Six: I think you've lost your objectivity. If you can't help her--

Dr. Holiday: That's the point! I can't! I need this cure. If you won't help me, stay out of my way!

Rex: Any chance she's right?

Agent Six: Hope she is.

Rex: But we're not going to sit around and do nothing in case she's wrong, right? Today you're my sidekick-- Not a fashion-challenged soccer mom blocking my mojo. If there's any chance of playing hero for Holiday, I call dibs.

Security guard: Dr. Moses' inventions are not for public viewing-- Especially not by Providence.

[Security guard grunts]

Rex: That "soccer mom" comment really got to you, huh? When did science geeks start packing heat? Huh?

Agent Six: Check the machine.

Rex: I'm no engineer, but as far as I can tell, all this thing does is light up and go "ping". They never cured it! This was a scam!

Agent Six: Holiday's in trouble. Holiday, Moses is a fraud. There is no cure!

Dr. Holiday: What's going on here? Moses, what is this?

Dr. Brandon Moses: Business, Dr. Holiday-- Big business. Now, if you wouldn't mind stepping aside so I can collect your sister--

Agent Six: Holiday?! What's happening?!

Dr. Brandon Moses: Or don't step aside. I'm good either way.

Agent Six: Holiday! We've got our coordinates. Go!

Rex: It's a hundred miles away!

Agent Six: Correct.

Rex: Hold on to your swords, old man!

[Dr. Holiday grunts]:

Dr. Holiday: I trusted you!

Dr. Brandon Moses: A bad trait, a scientist. But look on the bright side-- You won't be locked in a cell anymore. That was just... Shameful.

Rex: Be the hero. Be the hero. Be the--

[Rex grunts]

Rex: ...Zero. You'll be a lot less grouchy in a few seconds, pal. Half cured? That's new.

Dr. Holiday: They've got Beverly.

Rex: You wanna talk to her?

Agent Six: Now's not the time.

Rex: And when exactly is. She needs a friend, Six.

Agent Six: I... prefer to keep it professional. Keeps people from getting hurt.

Rex: Dude. Take off the sunglasses. She's already hurting. If I were you--

[Six gets a radio signal]

Agent Six: If you were me, you'd have a lead. Get Holiday. Dust off in 3.

Rex: Where are we going?

Agent Six: Moses may be a genius but not because he can cure EVOs. He overpowers them-- Hypercharges the nanites with excess energy to push their transformations.

Dr. Holiday: That's why Rex only partially cured that EVO he stripped the EVO of its extra power. But at its core, it was still incurable.

Rex: We learned something new today. Great.

Agent Six: Gets worse. Moses has turned his tech into a cottage industry. He takes incurables and weaponizes them to sell to the highest bidder.

Rex: Don't sugarcoat it, Six.

Dr. Holiday: How did you find this out?

Agent Six: I called some former associates-- People who know things, things that good people shouldn't know about.

White Knight: Question-- Why is my keep on an unapproved mission?

Rex: It's cool, Knight. We're helping Holiday.

White Knight: No! We had a deal! Return to base immediately!

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: It's over guys. I can't drag you down because of my mistake. I won't.

Agent Six: Keep returning to base.

[Knight ends the transmission]

Agent Six: I said the keep is returning to base. I didn't say we'd be on the keep.

Rex: You okay?

Dr. Holiday: Hanging in there.

Rex: Hanging in there is good. I don't like to see you unhappy, you know. I-I mean--

Dr. Holiday: I know what you mean. Thanks.

Agent Six: Better luck next time.

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Jealous much, sidekick?

Dr. Holiday: Who is that?

Rex: Someone who knows things good people shouldn't.

Five: Machine boy! Like the new ax? You owe me for the last one.

Agent Six: We'll talk music later, Five. You have word on Moses?

Five: Five don't lie. Your guy is running an auction-- Tonight.

Agent Six: I owe you.

Five: She's a lot more beautiful than you let on, Six. Try not to screw it up this time.

Agent Six: You coming?

Dr. Brandon Moses: The EVO is the military ordinance of the future. We all know it. You drop one of these babies into your neighbor's backyard, and it's game over. But to get the most annihilation out of your nanites... you need me.

Human EVO: You promised to cure!

Dr. Brandon Moses: My technology not only amps up their abilities, but, for an extra charge, will modify their behavior to suit your needs. What am I bid for this army of one?

Agent Six: [Bursting in] I'll open with extradition for crimes against humanity!

Dr. Brandon Moses: [to his bidders] Wait! This is just a minor disturbance.

[Moses groans]

Dr. Brandon Moses: [to Holiday] Do you know what you just cost me, all for one hopless wreck?!

Dr. Holiday: [Holiday hits Moses] Her name is Beverly.

Dr. Brandon Moses: Then give sissy a hug.

Dr Holiday: No! Don't hurt her, Rex!

Rex: Yeah, sure. Handle with care. Whoa! Can you tell her that, too?

Agent Six: Going nowhere?

Dr. Brandon Moses: Uh, let's not be [chuckling] rash.

[Holiday slaps Moses]

Dr. Brandon Moses: I'm gonna have to get you a dictionary. Rash will not help anyone, especially not Beverly.

[Holiday grabs Moses]

Dr. Brandon Moses: Who can still be cured.

Dr. Holiday: [Holiday drops Moses] What?

Agent Six: [Brandishing his swords] No games. Truth or dead.

Rex: Fight still going! Need assistance! Big time! Whoa!

Dr. Brandon Moses: I did invent a machine that de-powered nanites, almost. But the bonds and nanite particles were too strong to break. Instead, I discovered that I could reverse the polarity to its maximum, overpowering the nanites. It's easier and-- Profitable.

Dr. Holiday: But you did isolate the bonds? So, you can break them!

Agent Six: Holiday!

Rex: Whoa! Ugh! Unh! Okay, I called hero, but I need some extra kick for my sidekick! Unh! Seriously!

Dr. Brandon Moses: Time to earn a return on my investments! Kill them all!

Rex: Whoa! Whoa!

White Knight: I won't even bother telling you the trouble you're in. Catch those other EVOs and report to my office the moment you're back.

Rex: What other EVO-O-O-O-Os?

[Rex turns around and notices the EVOs behind him]

Rex: Ooos?

Rex: Think they got it?

Agent Six: They'd better. We're busy.

Dr. Holiday: Unh! Okay. That's the flux transponder. That's the nanite energizer. Don't you explode on me-- Not now. Aah!

Rex: I'll hand the one crazed sister. You take the other. It'll be like a double date. Don't bother... your sister... while she's working!

Dr. Holiday: I can see what he did, but... uh... there's no time! I can't-- I can't help her! It's over.

Agent Six: Holiday-- Rebecca-- You are the strongest, smartest woman I have ever met, and the most stubborn.

[Six removes his glasses and looks her in the eyes]

Agent Six: You never give up. If there's a way to help your sister, find it-- now!

[Slight pause. Holiday smiles and puts Six's glasses back on his face then leaves]

Agent Six: That's my girl. New plan. Corral her to the machine.

Rex: Plans are good! Yah! What you got, Doc?

Dr. Holiday: Moses was right. The polarity of the nanite energizer is wrong! I have to amplify and reverse it. But I don't have-- Six... Your magna blades-- But it would be too dangerous. Six!

[Rex grunting]

Dr. Holiday: Six!

Agent Six: Is it working?

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: It's working.

Rex: Six, get out of there!

Agent Six: You called hero on this one, Rex! Finish it-- For her! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Dr. Holiday: Unh! Get them out, Rex-- Both of them-- Now!

[Dr. Holiday gasps]

Rex: Doc! You gotta see this!

[Dr. Holiday panting]

Dr. Holiday: [as she's trying to revive Six] Don't you do this to me! I will hate you forever if you--

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

[Six coughs]

Beverly: Rebecca?

Dr. Holiday: Beverly!

Rex: That was... I'm... Wow! Six, I've never said it before and I'll probably never say it again, but... I'm honored to be your partner.

Bobo Haha: Mushy stuff? Oh! Glad I missed it.

Rex: But don't ever do anything like that again.

Agent Six: Agreed. But you have to admit though... It was worth it.

[Dr. Holiday and Beverly laughs]

White Knight: We're not running a boarding house here. No more relatives.

Dr. Holiday: I just need her for a few more tests, sir. She was only 13 when she went Evo, and she's in a fragile state.

Beverly: Woo Hoo!

[Beverly laughing]

Beverly: Rex just took me on a ride through the Zoo on his cycle.

White Knight: "Fragile." Right.

Rex: We're going to the mall.

Dr. Holiday: Are you asking permission?

Rex: No. I'm asking if we can have some money. Providence pays me nada.

Dr. Holiday: Can I have a word with you?

Agent Six: Sure this is a good idea? Could ruin your hero status with Holiday.

Rex: It's funny. After meeting Bev, out of nowhere, it hit me that Doc Holiday is just a little too old for me. So, since I'm out of the way, I guess there's nothing stopping you anymore, huh, "hero"?

Dr. Holiday: Well... right. I guess... I'll set up those tests.

[Holiday starts to walk past Six. Six takes a hold of her hand]

Agent Six: Or... we could get some dinner.

Dr. Holiday: Outside? In the real world? Like real people? Like a--

Agent Six: Yes. Like a date.

[Dr. Holiday gasps]

Dr. Holiday: It's about time.

Exposed

White Knight: All Providence personnel, this is a priority-one alert.

Agent Six: Do not panic. Remember your training.

White Knight: In all my years of working at Providence, never have I been put in such a situation. These interlopes could be anywhere at any given moment.

Rex Salazar: Hey, what's all the-- Whoa! Sorry. We're late.

Bobo Haha: You can't prove a thing!

White Knight: Watch what you say. Watch what you do. The very future of Providence may depend upon it.

Rex Salazar: So, what's going on? Van Kleiss attack in the HQ again?

Agent Six: Worse.

Diane Farrah: I'm Diane Farrah, and for the first time ever, we've got an exclusive all-access pass inside the top-secret organization known as Providence. To uncover for our viewers, all the juiciest behind-the-scenes details of this most secret of institutions. And to find out the real story behind that man of mystery you've all wondered about for so long.

Rex Salazar: Aah.

Diane Farrah: All your questions are about to be answered. Welcome to Providence Exposed! [Camera closes-up on her face] On Ultimate Exposure! And cut. Great into, guys. Okay, moving on.

Rex Salazar: This is cool.

Agent Six: This is wrong.

Rex Salazar: How's my hair?

Bobo Haha: Delicious.

White Knight: Ladies and gentlemen, the delightful Miss Farrah and her crew have used the Freedom of Information Act to force.

[White Knight clears his throat]

White Knight: To allow them access to a day in the life of Providence. And to ensure you are afforded the very best Providence has to offer, I'm assigning our top man as your personal guide.

[Rex moves towards the news team]

White Knight: Six, please show Miss Farrah whatever she wants to see.

Agent Six: Agent Six is the name. On behalf of Providence, I'd like to welcome you to our facility.

Diane Farrah: Spare me the small talk. I'm here to ask the tough questions, and I expect truthful answers.

Agent Six: Shoot.

Diane Farrah: So.. is there a Mrs. Six?

[Combs her hair]

Bobo Haha: Smooth.

Rex Salazar: Like you'd have done better.

Bobo Haha: Are you kidding? They want exposed. I'm going to give that reporter a piece of my mind and a few other pieces while I'm at it. I got stories that'll make them run screaming for the hills.

[Bobo Haha laughs]

Agent Six: If you'll follow me, I'll be happy to show you one of our nanite research labs up close and personal. EVO control is our primary area of concentration, but Providence is focused on a great many studies. Each employing the best and the brightest our planet has to offer.

Rex Salazar: Thanks, Six. You know, this is my brother's lab. He's only like the smartest guy in the entire world. Yeah, being the best at what we do totally runs in our family.

Caesar Salazar: Not a good time.

Agent Six: That experiment is highly sensitive.

Diane Farrah: So, Agent Six, how did you become a Providence agent?

Agent Six: That's also highly sensitive.

Rex Salazar: Amazing story though about how I became a Providence agent. See, there was this big accident.

Dr. Holiday: Good morning. My name is Dr. Rebecca Holiday, And I'm the chief research officer for the Providence Laboratory Facilities - specializing in the study of evology. Providence's number one priority is the security of our planet. And through the studying and understanding the forces that threaten us--

Diane Farrah: Let's cut to the chase, shall we, doctor?

Dr. Holiday: Oh, um, okay.

Diane Farrah: How do you balance the threat of EVOs, the constant danger... with being a woman?

Dr. Holiday: Uh.

[Dr. Holiday laughs nervously]

Dr. Holiday: Oh, excuse me.

Rex Salazar: Speaking of studying, check this out. You can edit that, right?

Diane Farrah: We're all about the editing.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, maybe you could show these journalists some of your other duties, like what you're supposed to be doing right now, for instance.

Rex Salazar: Oh, man. That's right. Come on. You're going to love this.

Diane Farrah: EVOs come from far and wide for a chance to be cured by this young man. How often do you do this?

Rex Salazar: At least once a week here at HQ. When I'm in other parts of the county or the world, Providence sets up a mobile cure station. There are a lot of people out there who need my help. I only wish I could get to them all. Wait. Um, let my try again. [after Rex can't cure an EVO] Shut it off.

Diane Farrah: But this is really good drama, Rex.

Rex Salazar: I asked to be on TV. They didn't. Please give these people their privacy.

Bobo Haha: Come on, buddy. Everybody has an off day.

Rex Salazar: In front of millions of viewers? So much for everyone's favorite Providence man of mystery.

Bobo Haha: Well, they're just lucky they haven't had the camera on me yet. Oh man, talk about Ultimate Exposure. When I get through with them--

Rex Salazar: I just wish I could look cool on camera somehow.

Bobo Haha: Phbt! Good luck. The only way that's going to happen now is if some experimental EVOs busted out of their cages and went on a rampage so you could round them up and look like a hero.

Diane Farrah: Providence isn't known for being forthcoming with information. I hope this interview will change that. The people want answers and I fully expect them from you.

White Knight: Very well. What do you want to know?

Diane Farrah: For starters, how do you get fresh milk without any nanites in it?

White Knight: If you must know, it's passed through a powerful magnet that removes and neutralizes any nanite activity.

Agent Six: Observe.

[White Knight smacks lips]

White Knight: Anything else?

Diane Farrah: Not at the moment, but I'll be back.

White Knight: I look forward to it.

[White Knight sips]

Diane Farrah: So, Agent Six, what do you think about White Knight's obsession with staying nanite-free at the expense of human contact?

Agent Six: He's a man of many mysteries.

Rex Salazar: Look out! Coming through! Dangerous escaped EVOs on the loose! Stand back! Let a professional handle this!

Diane Farrah: Follow him.

Rex Salazar: Yeah, I'm kind of awesome.

Bobo Haha: Did you get them all?

Rex Salazar: How many did you release?

Bobo Haha: I don't know, three or four.

Rex Salazar: Well, which was it? Three or four?

[Rex Salazar gasps]

Agent Six: Well then. Now that Rex's little demonstration is over, how about a visit to the Providence gift shop? On me.

Diane Farrah: How long has Providence had a gift shop?

Agent Six: Since 8:00 A.M. You want to tell me how a class by EVO got out of its electromagnetically-sealed container and just happened to cross paths with our tour?

Rex Salazar: It's not like this kind of thing doesn't happen here all the time. I just wanted it to happen this time, in front of the camera, all right?

Agent Six: Not all right. That last EVO-- You just helped it molt so it could grow. Its body is still out there somewhere, getting bigger.

White Knight: Providence is run like a finely tuned machine. Until you decide to throw a monkey wrench into the works.

Bobo Haha: Hey, pal, let's leave the comedy to me.

White Knight: And how is it exactly that these EVOs got out?

Bobo Haha: Okay, Mea Culpa. I may have accidentally knocked open a cage or two-- Or four.

Dr. Holiday: That fourth cage was electromagnetically sealed.

Bobo Haha: I didn't say it was easy.

Dr. Holiday: The EVO we had contained in there feeds on electricity. It must be kept away from any electrical current.

Rex Salazar: Then it sure is a good thing this whole place isn't full of electricity. Oh, wait.

White Knight: Find it. Subdue it. And most importantly, don't let that camera crew see it.

Bobo Haha: Eh, were wastin' time hunting this thing down when I could be on camera right now, giving those people a piece of my mind.

Rex Salazar: Hey, I only saw the EVOs empty husk before. What's the real thing look like anyway? Huh?

Bobo Haha: That.

[Rex Salazar grunts]

[Rex Salazar grunting]

Rex Salazar: Any suggestions?

Bobo Haha: Can you make a soccer net?

[Rex Salazar and Bobo Haha grunts]

Rex Salazar: Aha! Got you cornered now. There's no way out. You're overpowered.

Bobo Haha: You were saying?

Agent Six: You wanted to interview me. Now's your chance. Go.

Diane Farrah: Um... okay. Tell me, Six-- May I call you Six?-- What is the real truth behind the nanite event that created the EVOs?

Agent Six: That's classified.

Diane Farrah: What is your role, if any, in that event?

Agent Six: That's classified, too.

Diane Farrah: Are you always this talkative?

Agent Six: No comment.

[Rex Salazar grunts]

Rex Salazar: Wait. Let me do that again. You didn't get my good side. Which is my good side?

Bobo Haha: Your backside.

Diane Farrah: Agent Six, you promised you were taking us to the heart of the operation.

Agent Six: Right. The heart of the operation. This way.

Dr. Holiday: [Watching from a monitor] It went right.

[Rex goes to his right. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: Camera right!

[Rex goes to the camera's right]

Dr. Holiday: How can you miss it now? It's six feet in diameter and weighs five hundred pounds!

Rex Salazar: Less criticizing, more helping!

Dr. Holiday: Try to steer it in the direction of Hallway twelve. We can isolate it in the atrium.

Rex Salazar: Oh, we've got it contained there now.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Rex Salazar: No, sorry. I was reading that backwards. Hallway twenty one.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, Hallway twenty one leads to the central core!

Rex Salazar: Okay, so, no big deal. That's a cold-fission reactor, not electric, right?

Dr. Holiday: Rex, all electricity is converted from something-- Wind, solar, hydro-- At the central core!

Rex Salazar: Ohh.

[Providence Agent screams]

Rex Salazar: Uh-hoh.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, listen carefully and do exactly as I say because we're only going to get one shot at this.

Diane Farrah: One shot at what, doctor?

Dr. Holiday: The... future. Providence is the future. The future used to be the space program. Now the future is Providence and the science of EVOs.

Rex Salazar: Doc? Are you still there? We have a situation.

Agent Six: Just a minor downgrade of power during a routine relay check. Nothing to worry about.

Rex Salazar: Guys, I could really use some advice right about now!

[Rex Salazar grunts]

White Knight: Attention all Providence Personnel, we have a Level-One Priority...

[Realizes the reporters are present]

White Knight: Drill. Repeat-- This is our daily drill in the Central Core-- Now.

Agent Six: Lunch bell. It's taco day. Anyone hungry?

Diane Farrah: Agent Six, while we appreciate the commemorative spoons and the tacos, I can't help but think that you've been hiding something from our viewers.

Agent Six: Not at all, ma'am. Providence is an open book.

[Rex Salazar screams]

Diane Farrah: Cut! You're ruining the shot, Rex. Just be patient. I will get to you-- I promise.

[Rex Salazar groans]

Agent Six: Get down.

[Diane Farrah gasps]

Diane Farrah: That was... what you did.

Agent Six: Just doing my job, ma'am.

Rex Salazar: And I'm just doing mine!

[Rex Salazar grunts]

Rex Salazar: You're not going anywhere now, buddy, except back to your-- Cage?

White Knight: We hope that you and the Ultimate Exposure team are enjoying our EVO containment demonstration, Miss Farrah. All part of readiness training here at Providence.

Diane Farrah: Can I quote you on that?

White Knight: Miss Farah, I'm not gonna stop you from filming, but for your own safety and the safety of your crew, please step back and let my people do what they do best. Alpha Team, I need a containment of the cafeteria, cube formation. Fire! Rex.

Rex Salazar: I'm on it.

Agent Six: Stay here. This is the real deal.

Diane Farrah: Not on your life. Find an elevator. We're missing it.

Caesar Salazar: Still not a good ti-i-i-i-i-me!

Rex Salazar: Okay, big boy. No more crawl spaces. No more Hallways. Just you and me in a big, old hangar bay mano y mano.

[Rex Salazar grunts]

Rex Salazar: Huh?

Bobo Haha: [after Rex has been repeatedly beaten back by the Evo] Looks like you showed him.

Rex Salazar: Are you going to talk, or are you going to help?

Bobo Haha: Talk. Kidding! I'm helping! I'm helping!

[Rex Salazar grunts]

[Rex Salazar groaning]

[Rex Salazar groaning]

[Rex Salazar sighs]

[Rex Salazar groaning]

Diane Farrah: Please tell me you're getting all of this.

Rex Salazar: Providence's man of mystery strikes again. Ow! It-- it bit me!

Diane Farrah: Quick, grab some B-roll footage before they get rid of all the evidence.

Rex Salazar: You did see that I did all the heavy lifting and Six just took out the trash, right?

Diane Farah: Don't worry. The camera never lies.

Rex Salazar: Yes!

Bobo Haha: Good! Then get a load of this!

Diane Farah: Do you have something to say?

[Camera zooms in on Bobo]

Bobo Haha: Oh... oh.

[Bobo mutters then passes out]

Diane Farrah: I think we have everything we need.

Rex Salazar: I don't know how you guys came off looking, but yours truly rocked hard. Just call me Providence's Man of Mystery from now on. Oh, yeah! Stardom starts in five, four, three, two--

Diane Farrah: I'm Diane Farrah, and for the first time ever, we've got an exclusive all-access pass inside the top-secret organization known as Providence. To uncover for our viewers, all the juiciest behind-the-scenes details of this most secret of institutions.

Rex Salazar: We are so dead.

Bobo Haha: Nice knowing you, kid.

Diane Farrah: To find out the real story behind that man of mystery you've all wondered about for so long.

Agent Six: Agent Six is the name.

Rex Salazar: They did it.

Bobo Haha: They did.

Dr. Holiday: This is a news show? What is the world coming to?

Diane Farrah: Look out, ladies. Agent Six is the full package -- brains, brawn, and--

Agent Six: Highly sensitive.

Diane Farrah: Just what is he hiding behind those alluring, dark glasses of his?

Agent Six: That's classified.

Diane Farrah: He's the Providence agent you women wanted to get to know.

Agent Six: Up close and personal.

Diane Farrah: That's right, girls.

Agent Six: He's The real deal.

Diane Farrah: And he's known throughout Providence as--

Agent Six: The heart of the operation.

Diane Farrah: He's the organization's best-kept secret, the ultimate agent, and--

Agent Six: The man of many mysteries.

Diane Farrah: And, yes, ladies, he is single -- or is he?

[Dr. Holiday laughs]

Dr. Holiday: Excuse me.

Agent Six: No comment.

[Rex and Bobo Haha laughs]

White Knight: Well, that's a relief.

Rex Salazar: [after the story airs] So, man of mystery, what's it like being a big star adored by women everywhere?

Agent Six: No comment.

The Siren's Lament

• Flashbacks as to how Circe came to work for Van Kleiss.

---

Grounded

White Knight: Shift search grid to C5. I don't want to miss a spot. Who's supposed to be on vector 9?

Providence Agent: Uh, that would be Rex, sir.

Rex: Man, why is it always grape soda?

White Knight: Rex!

Rex: I hate it when you do that!

White Knight: Why aren't you with the recovery patrols?

Rex: Dr. Rylander's lab blew up ages ago. Why do I need to help with the clean-up crew?

White Knight: Are you questioning orders? There are loose ends that need to be tied up.

Rex: Only White Knight would fight evil by being tidy.

White Knight: What was that?

Rex: Getting back to the grid so I can tidy up. This mission's a waste of time. There's nothing to find here. Hmm.

[Jungle Cat growling]

Rex: These'd would look cool on my wall. Maybe not.

[Jungle Cat roars]

[Jungle Cat roaring]

Rex: Aah! [after being attacked] He got me! Aah. [Rex checks where he was hit] Ah. Grape soda!

[Rex is approaching Agent Six and panting]

Six: What's wrong?

[Rex panting]

Rex: The mask... and then... and it was like this... and it did--

[Rex roaring]

Six: Got it. Knight, we have a hostile EVO, humanoid feline, approximately two meters tall.

White Knight: Everybody, defense plan gamma-3. Rex, stay back until we have a fix on it.

Rex: What? But I found it!

White Knight: We will take it down as a team. Stay back!

Providence Agent: Sir, hostile located. Sector 14B. It hasn't seen me.

Six: Let's go. Rex, stay here till I get the signal.

[Providence Agent moaning]

Rex: Huh?

Six: Unh! It was a trap. Stick together. Defense plan--

Rex: I've got my own plan. Where are you, pussycat.

[Jungle Cat snarling]

Rex: There you are. Wasn't aiming for you. Time for a catnap. He's... turned a stone? Knight, you can go back to your spring cleaning. I took care of the big bad EVO. Uh, sort of.

White Knight: You did more than that!

Rex: Huh?

Six: Knight's not happy with how you handled the mission.

Rex: He's never happy. What's with the luggage? Going on a trip?

Six: Knight's decided we're long overdue for another global field exercise.

Bobo: I'll be hitting the casinos. It's secret-agent time-- Until I get kicked out for pinching the waitresses-- Happens every time.

Dr. Holiday: I'm going to finally get to test my anti-matter theory on the particle accelerator at CERN.

Rex: You get ninjas? Hey! Where's my assignment?

White Knight: The field exercises are about coordination with our operatives around the world. Since you like to work solo, you can work alone, cleaning up the warehouse. How's the work coming?

Rex: Great. Me and the skeleton crew left behind while everybody else is having fun.

White Knight: It's not supposed to be fun. Besides, it's nice to have some peace and quiet around here for a change.

[Rex groans]

Rex: I'm done. Time for a break. Hunh. I thought I swept everything up. Noah, it's the worst. I'm stuck here in Providence.

Noah: I know how you feel. I'm stuck in calculus. No one's watching your house. Make the best of it.

Rex: What? Like, have a party?

Noah: Why not?

Rex: Why not?! I'm sort of light in the friends department.

Noah: Leave it to me. Send this shuttle on autopilot.

[Buchiner clears throat]

Noah: Gotta go. Detention?

Rex: Hope you filled that thing up with kids. Ooh, this is going to rock!

Noah: Uh, about that--

[Dunky burps]

Shades: What took you so long, freak? Let's get this party started!

Rex: You brought them?! Ugh!

Noah: Those kids aren't your friends.

Shades: Oh, well, then I guess we're done... freak.

Noah: They were the only people in detention with me. The rest of the school had cleared out.

Rex: But these guys are jerks!

Noah: You'd rather go back to sweeping the warehouse?

McKelly: Hey, someone point me in the direction of the all-you-can-eat nacho buffet.

Rex: Buffet?

Noah: I had to promise them something.

Rex: Ugh! Watch your step.

Dunky: Whoa!

Shades: Now, that's a long drop. And the smell!

Rex: It's the sewer pipe for the base.

Shades: Oh, man.

[Beagle, McKelly, Dunky, Shades, Noah and Rex groaning]

Rex: Only place White Knight doesn't have guards on. I zapped the cameras.

Beagle: Where's the cages with the EVO Freak Show?

Rex: We don't put them in-- Get down!

Dunky: Hey, can I get throw wrestling on this rig?

Rex: Don't touch that! Noah, get them out before--

White Knight: Aren't you supposed to be in the warehouse?

Rex: Oh, read my mind. On the way right now! Where are you guys? Get off that! Why'd you move this?

Beagle: Did you move it?

McKelly: Ha ha! Move what? Your mama?

Rex: You guys are making a mess! Ugh, I'm starting to sound like White Knight. Don't ever pull that switch! It locks down the base in an emergency! Nothing will get in or out!

McKelly: It would be grossly irresponsible to play with that switch, Dunky. Ha! So, let's pull it after the dweeb's gone.

Noah: No, you don't. Everybody, out!

[Beagle, McKelly, Dunky, Shades, Noah and Rex groaning]

Shades: Come on.

Rex: And I unlocked these secret levels so we could all play in squad mode! Won't that be... uh... fun? How about we play some hoops? One-on-one or--

Shades: Come on! We can do better than that!

McKelly: How about we do something educational? Like wreck stuff!

Rex: That's a terrible idea.

Beagle: Oh, I know! You... you!

Rex: [pushed Beagle's face] My name is Rex.

Beagle: Rex, you can use your EVO cooties to turn us into superheroes, with powers based on our personalities. Like, I'd have the power to turn underwear into pudding.

Rex: How's that based on--

Shades: Yeah! And I'll have the power to turn said pudding into animal shapes. You know, with my mind.

Rex: Hold up! I can only cure EVOs of their powers. I can't give people them.

Dunky: Then what good are you?

Beagle: Dead party, guys. Let's vacate the premises.

Rex: Wait! How about we... uh, break stuff?

Beagle, McKelly, Dunky and Shades: Yeah!

Noah: Break stuff?

Shades: You shouldn't have called my friend a snot-licking sock muncher. Only I get to call him that. Winged him! Who's the crack shot, baby?

Rex: You think that's good? Check this out.

Beagle, McKelly, Dunky and Shades: Yeah!

Rex: What can I say? Sometimes you need the big guns.

Noah: Shh!

White Knight: Rex! The warehouse is a mess! Well?

Rex: All over it.

White Knight: That's more like it!

McKelly: Who's the pasty dude? Your dad?

Rex: He's sort of... my boss.

Shades: Ha! That's your boss? You take orders from him?

Dunky: Lame!

Beagle: Lame is right. Now we really are out of here.

Rex: Unh! Wait! Look out for the... cameras.

White Knight: The regular slumber party. Rex!

Jungle Cat: The fools have everything wired to the grid, including their sentries.

Providence Agents: Aah!

[Providence Agents grunting]

Rex: What'd you guys do? N-nothing!

Noah: There's something loose in here.

[Jungle Cat snarling]

Rex: Everybody down!

[Jungle Cat roaring]

[Jungle Cat growling]

Rex: Unh! Unh!

Jungle Cat: Don't follow. Let me go or I will kill all of you.

Beagle: Sounds good to me. Let the nasty pussycat go wherever it wants.

McKelly: What'd you do that for?

Rex: I'm not letting that thing escape. Now, that I can't leave the base, we hunt it down.

Shades: Hunt it down? It wants to kill us! You got a plan for that?

Rex: Uh, I haven't figured that part out yet. Shift search grid to C5.

Dunky: C5? What is he talking about?

McKelly: Go left, dummy!

Rex: Right! Go right!

[Rex sighs]

White Knight: The main power grid's been sabotaged. Care to tell me what's going on?

Rex: I was throwing a party, okay? That cat thing got loose. But I have it under control. We're hunting it down.

White Knight: With those misfits? Ha! You pull that off, I'll be impressed.

McKelly: Guys! I found a lab! And there's this jetpack.

Rex: It's not a jetpack. Do not touch it! [Jungle Cat EVO imitates Rex's voice] The walkway. Over the lab. I found a way for us to get out safely! Come quick! [real Rex] What? That's me! It can imitate voices! That's how it tricked us into jungle. [into his communicator] Guys, don't listen to me! It's him-- Imitating me!

Dunky: Is this the real you or the fake you talking? Or a fake real you being fake? Really.

Rex: I-- Uh-- Hmm.

Jungle Cat: You won't keep me from Van Kleiss!

Rex: Don't do anything crazy. We can work this out. Don't drop him!

White Knight: Go ahead. Drop him. These little punks are trespassing.

McKelly: No, man. I was invited. I just came for the nachos.

Dunky: I'll save you!

Shades: Someone get me down! I told you it was a jetpack! That thing cracked out of the stone and ran off.

Rex: He mentioned Van Kleiss.

Noah: When Van Kleiss used to drain EVOs, they'd turn to stone.

Rex: This EVO might have been one of them. Now he's resisting it.

Noah: And when Dunky distracted it, it turned back for a second.

Rex: Right. As long as it concentrates, it's fine. But when it doesn't-- Zap-- It turns back into a statue. If Van Kleiss did this to him, if he's got a beef with Van Kleiss, then, technically, he's on our side.

White Knight: That's a big if. I'm not risking it. Only I can deactivate the lockdown. That thing leaves here over my dead body!

Rex: Be careful what you wish for. I think it's heading your way.

Beagle: Hey, I just realized. We could hide in the pipes here. And the cops could rescue us later when they come to clean up all the bodies.

McKelly: After all Rex did for us? The right thing to do is to stay with him till the bitter end. But I'd rather not get killed.

[White Knight whistles]

White Knight: Here, kitty, kitty.

Rex: Where is it?!

White Knight: Stealth powers. Behind you!

[Jungle Cat growling]

Rex: Unh! Knight, over here! That's not me!

[Jungle Cat snarling]

White Knight: Aah!

Jungle Cat: Do you value your life as little as you do the lives of others?

[White Knight grunting]

Beagle: Now, you're messing with the men of action!

[White Knight grunting]

Shades: Eat lead, you snob-licking sock muncher!

Rex: You came back to help us!

McKelly: We came back to blow up stuff, freak!

Noah: They're shooting at everything!

White Knight: Not for long.

Shades: Hey! What are you doing?!

White Knight: I'd rather you get killed than the rest of us.

[Jungle Cat growling]

Rex: Boo!

Noah: Rex figured it out. If the thing doesn't concentrate, it turns back to stone.

Rex: Time to de-claw you.

Jungle Cat: Don't! Or I'll never get my revenge on Van Kleiss.

Rex: Ah, you see! I knew it!

Jungle Cat: Every day I broke free from the stone a little longer, and every day I was farther out of that jungle, closer to my revenge! Until you took me to this prison!

Rex: It doesn't have to be. Come work for us. What do you say, Knight? How'd you like a new double agent?

Jungle Cat: Why would I help you?

Rex: Because we can try to cure whatever is doing this to you. And we want to take down Van Kleiss as much as you do.

White Knight: Rex is... right. And from what I can see, you can handle yourself in a fight.

Rex: What's it going to be?

[After Rex and Jungle Cat EVO shake hands]

Shades: Aw, man. You two going to kiss now?

Bobo: Hey, doc, I need some more of that cream. Dice hand's all chafed. I can't-- Oh, hello. I'll come back later.

Beagle: Why do we have to duck out the back way?

McKelly: The old creep already knows we're here.

Rex: I guess Knight has his reasons. He always does.

Shades: Reasons to be a punk, right? Just like all you EVO freaks.

Beagle: Yeah. Worst... party... ever.

Beagle, McKelly, Shades and Dunky: Whoa!

Noah: Ooh, right in the sewer. Boy, that smell won't wash out easy.

Rex: Hey, I didn't do it!

Beagle, McKelly, Shades and Dunky: You freaked out!

White Knight: [after dropping the partygoers in the sewer] Just giving them the exit that they deserve. One of the many joys of cleaning up.

[Rex and Noah laughing]

White Knight: Laugh it up, men. You two are gonna have to fish them out.

Rex and Noah: Whoa!

[White Knight drops Rex and Noah into the sewer]

Six Minus Six

Rex: My own, personal time machine-- Awesome!

Caesar: That's one way to put it, hermano. If my device works as planned, you'll get back all your pre-event memories.

Six: This thing hasn't even been tested.

Caesar: Technically correct. We could try a preliminary run with a test subject.

Bobo: Oh, right-- Monkeys before humans. You scientists are all alike.

Caesar: Well, uh, don't you have memories you'd like to regain?

Bobo: Not as many as I'd like to lose.

[Bobo grumbles]

Rex: I don't want to wait. It's a chance to get my past back in my head, to get my parents back-- Not just hear about them, but remember them.

White Knight: All right, if we're doing this, then let's get it done.

[Rex screams]

Caesar: Strange. These aren't his neural paths being restored.

Six: He's rebooting.

White Knight: Six, you know what has to be done. Six!

[Rex groaning]

Caesar: Wait! I'll reverse the controls!

[Rex groaning intensifies]

[Six groans]

Rex: I-I'm okay.

Caesar: You see? He's fine.

[Six is on the ground, unconscious]

Caesar: But I'm not sure about Agent Six.

Rex: [Rex approaches Agent Six. Six wakes up] I'm not sure about him, either!

Six: You've got three seconds to tell me who you are, or you're dead! Rex... Holiday... Caesar... Hobo Baha? Not buying it, people. And believe me.

[Six looking at Dr. Holiday]

Six: I'd remember you.

Caesar: The beam must have given him a form of amnesia.

Dr. Holiday: Hopefully, a temporary form.

Six: Start giving me the straight story, or I'm taking you out-- Monkey first.

[Bobo scoffs]

Bobo: Figures.

Six: I'll make an exception for her.

White Knight: Stand down, Six.

Six: Knight? Is that you? Whoa, partner. You look like you've just seen a ghost. Do they got something to do with the Caspian Sea job we pulled last week?

White Knight: Last week? The Caspian Sea job was six years ago!

Caesar: The amnesia has displaced his current sense of time. Fascinating.

White Knight: Doctor, you've got a new patient, who needs a full neurological workup.

Six: Nobody gets their hands on my head. No matter how pretty those hands are.

White Knight: Then, partner, I got a lot to fill you in on. I've tried to bring him up to date, but for now he's regressed to his old self.

Dr. Holiday: How bad could that be?

White Knight: A ruthless, hard-as-nails hired gun with a moral compass in the red zone? Bad.

Rex: And an eye for the ladies.

Dr. Holiday: Six years is pre-Event, pre-EVOs, and pre-Providence. He wouldn't know any of it.

White Knight: Hopefully, just for a short time-- Because I expect we'll find a way to return Six to normal very soon. Right, genius?

Caesar: Working on it!

White Knight: Until then, I've managed to convince old Six to stay and work for us.

Six: Don't get your hopes up. This is a temp job until I see how you guys operate. I'm told I ended up with a punk kid for a partner. I must have become an idiot to let that happen.

Dr. Holiday: Six, I'd still like to run those tests on you.

White Knight: Later. We've got an EVO run amok in downtown Treadwell. Corral and contain.

Six: Leave your schedule open. Come on, partner.

Rex: No visual, but we're close. Really close!

Six: So, this is an EVO, and we're their exterminating.

Rex: Yes! And... no!

Six: Knight told me you had some tricks up your sleeve. Come on, kid. Quit dancing with it and finish it off.

Rex: That's not the assignment. It's "corral and contain."

Man: Hey!

[Rex panting]

Rex: [after Six destroys a hot dog cart] Are you loco?! How are we gonna explain that?!

Six: Collateral damage.

Rex: Ladies and gentlemen. The sixth most dangerous men on the planet is back!

Six: They got in my way.

Rex: Those are Providence Agents!

Six: I work better alone.

Rex: Yeah, I've noticed that little flaw in our partnership.

Six: You've got one last decision-- Go out easy or go out ugly.

Rex: Six! No!

Six: Ugly it is.

Rex: Why you need to kill it?!

Six: Mercy only gives the enemy hope. Killing sends a clear message.

Rex: It's more complicated than that! We need to handle these situations with a lot more finesse. I can't believe I'm telling you this!

Six: I can't believe I'm letting you.

White Knight: I can't imagine what I was thinking.

Six: That I'm just another one of your soft-skinned, team-playing robots?

White Knight: You caused as much damage as the EVO, and you took out three of our own agents.

Six: The cost of doing business to get the job done. You know that. Or maybe you don't anymore. When did you stop being a warrior and become a politician?

White Knight: We both evolved with the circumstances.

Six: To operate this weak-kneed, namby-pamby organization? I really must have lost my mind. Dr. Beautiful is right-- I do need my head examined.

Dr. Holiday: So, uh, what do you see in this last blot?

Six: I see you and me, Tahiti, under a palm tree.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: Your cognitive areas appear undamaged, so there's no physical indication of what caused your off the chart behavior in the field today.

Six: My what behavior?

Dr. Holiday: Let's just say the present-day six would be a little more sophisticated, as in not needing to tear up a city to contain one scared EVO.

Six: We're done here. Now I see why I never got together with a knockout like you.

Bobo: Six, ol' pal. Memory's still a blank?

[Bobo grunts]

Six: What do you want, Hobo?

Bobo: "Bobo." Uh, there's a little matter of some cash you still owe me from three years ago.

Six: You try a gag like that on me again, banana breath?

Bobo: [Strained] Hey! Hey! I was jokin'! Aah! Dah! Gah! Well, mighta worked.

Rex: I'm sorry. Did you just say you needed me to keep a close eye on Six?

White Knight: Until he gets his memory back, he's a liability. Six minus six years is a rogue assassin, not a team player.

Rex: You mean, like moi?

White Knight: Yes, like you.

Rex: [Rex starts to walk away. Then stops and turns around] You didn't have to ask. I want the old Six back, too.

Dark Figure: Ah, been a long time, Six. Sure you're ready to get back in the game? Well?

Six: What have you got for me?

Dark Figure: An unknown player that requests permanent retirement of a target in Jagestan.

Rex: Uh, Six! Dude, how about we go to the crash lab and you show me some of your old assassin moves?

Six: Sorry, kid. I'm busy.

Rex: Or we can-- Go to Jagestan. This is not good.

Six: Target to intercept sixty meters.

Five: [British accent] Sorry, love, but this is my gig.

Trey: [Southern accent] Not so fast there, fish and chips.

[Trey laughs]

Trey: I was here first-- Me.

Six: Five? Trey? You look... older.

Five: Charming.

Trey: It's all that bad English cooker she make me eat, yeah.

Five: Shut it, you deep-fried chum bucket!

Six: Must be some target if they hired all three of us.

Five: You're not in our game, Six. You're Providence.

Six: Not anymore.

Trey: Now, don't you try that with us. If you ain't still Providence, then what he's doing here?

Rex: Okay-- Busted.

Six: Rex, you've got no idea what you're in the middle of.

Five: [about Rex] He knows too much already. You know the contract rules.

Trey: Contract rule 4-A-- No witnesses. Or is that 4-B? You know I get confused.

[Trey laughs]

Six: I remember the rules.

Five: So, are you Provident or not?

Six: [to Rex] Sorry, kid.

Trey: Aaaah!

Five: Aaaah!

Rex: These two taking me out, I get. But not you, Six! You know me!

Six: I know them. I don't know you at all.

Rex: But-- But you will get to know me... If I live long enough!

Five: Sounds like you two blokes got some issues.

Trey: Don't you worry, Six. I'll save you the therapy.

Rex: Unh! If you are the "most dangerous on the planet," why does it take three of you to take out a teenager and complete a contract job?

Five: Aaaah!

Rex: Unh!

Five: Snarky devil.

Six: He's right. It shouldn't take three of us. You two can go.

Five: Well, listen to Granddad. What's the taste of the old game and we're all supposed to get out of his way!

Trey: Eh, they probably figure you for a no-show since you ain't what you used to be.

[Trey chuckles]

Six: You have no idea.

Five: Guess we're not drawing straws to settle this.

Rex: While they're sorting out who gets to kill me, I'm gonna find out what I'm getting killed for.

Trey: Your little swords and guitars ain't nothin' but a crock! A dangerous man only need these right here!

[Refering to his fists. Six hits Trey]

Six: Like that?

Trey: Ooh! That's good.

[Six hits Trey again]

Trey: That even better.

[Six kicks Trey knocking Trey to the ground]

Trey: O-okay, now you're showing off.

Six: You and I could settle this differently.

Five: Ohh! Giving me the old sky dog from back in the day. Sorry, love. Sounds out-of-tune now. Unh!

Six: I never liked your taste in music, anyway.

Trey: Well, you still gots it going on, Six.

Six: I never lost it.

Five: We'll just call this is a professional withdrawal.

Trey: How I'm gonna get home, y'all?

[Trey groans]

Rex: Sorry, guys. Better me than those killers. Now let's see what's behind door number 1.

[Rex gasps]

Six: It's an EVO power plant, providing all the energy to the country of Jagestan. But not for long. Did Providence send you here to stop me?

Rex: Only to stop you from yourself-- Your old self. You don't really want to do this.

Six: You're right. I think I'll take care of you first.

Rex: You could run me through when my back was turned.

Six: Too easily.

Rex: Or maybe your heart isn't into this line of work anymore. Unh! Something made you join Providence and take the path that made you the man you are-- Well, were yesterday-- And made me what I am today.

Six: I'm not your parent, kid.

Rex: You're close enough. Or at least you used to be. I don't want to lose that-- Again.

Six: Brilliant.

Rex: [Getting Six in a half Nelson] And this is genius.

Six: No. That was just stupid.

[Six throws off Rex]

Rex: The smartest thing I've ever done is learn to trust your judgment, and I'll trust it-- Even if it's from six years ago.

Six: [Six attacks Rex. Six stops his sword just short of Rex's chest] Not even a flinch. You believe in me that much, kid? I'd really like to meet this Six you think so highly off.

Rex: Maybe my brother can arrange that.

White Knight: Are you confident this is going to work?

Caesar: Probability of full memory restoration is very good. But a percentage for failure has to be factored in.

Dr. Holiday: As in total memory loss or coma.

Rex: You... sure you want to do this?

Six: I want to be that better man that I was.

[Six Looking at Dr. Holiday]

Six: And getting back my memories of you is worth any risk.

Caesar: Powering up.

[Six screams]

[Six groaning]

Caesar: Idios mio, bro! Que paso?!

Rex: We can't take a chance on losing you.

Six: But I'm not that Six you know.

Rex: Not yet. But willing to risk it all to put the past behind you means you're becoming that Six.

Six: I guess killing your brother wouldn't be a step forward?

Dr. Holiday: This might take a little while.

Six: Tell me how I became... me.

Rex: Well... uh... putting up with me, to start.

Bobo: Gotta hand it to the kid. He found some pretty good ways to test your patience. Like the time he adopted a cat for you-- And not even a cute one!

Rex: Oh, and there was that time that I wore your suit to prom.

Dr. Holiday: It was his favorite one.

[Rex, Dr. Holiday and Bobo laughs]

Rex: "Favourite"?! They're all exactly the same!

Lions and Lambs

[Providence Agents are standing in an industrial area, fingers on triggers. Rex flies in on jet pack and lands beside all the agents.]

Rex: Any sign? [Rex notices agents shaking in fear.] All right, then. Who’s up for a burger? Anyone? Huh. Tough crowd.

[Six walks up.]

Six: These agents seem nervous. Haven’t they dealt with this kind of situation before?

Rex: Yeah, that's kind of the problem.

[Rex twitches, as if he is feeling Breach's presence.]

Providence Agent: Here she comes!

[Breach appears in front of them. They fire at her. She sends their missiles and agents away with red portals.]

Six: How do we stop her?

Rex: [Smack Hands.] Hit hard and keep clear of anything that glows.

[Breach has a collar around her neck like the one Van Kleiss wears, and a device on her chest like his only much larger and shackles are around her giant hands which look like Van Kleiss's bio-mechanical wrist. She opens a red portal. A giant jellyfish-like thing flies out at Six, then a large creature with a horn on its nose runs out. Rex jumps at Breach, she portals out, returns and the device on her chest starts sparking.]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: What's with the new toy, Breach?

Breach: [Glares] Aah! Wouldn’t you like to know?

[T-Rex appears through a gold colored portal, sniffs Rex.]

Rex: Seriously, where do you find these things? Let's see what you started off as, big guy. [Tries to cure.] Uh, Six? This-- This isn't an EVO! It's an actual T-Rex! Six?!

[Rex runs from T-Rex.]

[Breach chuckles]

Breach: Have fun. [Leaves through red portal.]

[Rex hides behind light pole, T-Rex pulls pole from ground, Rex falls to the ground.]

Rex: Whoa! Ugh!

Six: I take it this sort of thing doesn't happen all the time.

Rex: Try never! This is all kinds of wrong!

[Rex makes BFS, runs at T-Rex; Six runs at T-Rex, jumps on and stabs it in back.]

Dr. Holiday: Is that what I think it is?

Six: You mean about to be extinct?

Dr. Holiday: If you destroy the scientific find of a lifetime, it won’t be the only thing.

Rex: It's trying to eat us! Ugh!

Six: You heard the lady. Take it down soft.

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Easy for you to say!

[Rex lies on the ground holding the jaws open with Smack Hands and it slobbers on him.]

[Scene change.]

[Video of T-Rex in confinement field. The T-Rex turns to dust.]

White Knight: Breach is powerful enough as it is, and now you're telling me she can travel through time?

Dr. Holiday: However she's doing it, they haven't worked out all the kinks yet. That dinosaur reverted to its actual age less than two hours after arrival.

Caesar: Photo and deep scan analysis reveal some very interesting technology at work here. Van Kleiss has really stepped up his game.

White Knight: Skip the fan talk. How do we stop it?

Caesar: Until I get my hands on the device, I'm not certain we can.

White Knight: We have to bring her over to our side.

Rex: The only way she's coming here is if she does it willingly.

White Knight: And how do you propose we persuade her?

Rex: With me. [Six and Dr. Holiday stare at him skeptically.] I can be very convincing. Okay, okay, I think she still might have a thing for me.

Bobo: Attaboy-- Work it on the crazy chick.

White Knight: I don't care how we do it as long as we get results. Providence is under the microscope, and it's the worst possible time for Van Kleiss to gain the upper hand. Get to it. Bring her in.

[Six and Dr. Holiday walking out of the room together down the hall.]

Six: [To Holiday.] I need a word.

Dr. Holiday: Um, of course.

Six: Something's wrong with White.

Dr. Holiday: Oh, that. He’s always like this, Six.

Six: No, this is different. I know when something is bothering him. The secret meetings, the anxiety-- He’s up to something.

Dr. Holiday: I'll see what I can find out.

[Scene change.]

[Rex on hoverboard, in Providence stealth suit.]

Rex: WHOO-HOO! Works pretty good. After all, I built it. Agh! Whoa-oh-oh! [Loses control of board for a moment.]

[Scene change.]

[Van Kleiss's castle, Rex hiding by entrance.]

Rex: I'm going in. [Pulls up stealth mask, disappears partly, runs past guard.]

[Scene change.]

[Breach is hooked up to a large machine. Van Kleiss stands before her with a huge bank of controls and displays, spooky dark lighting. She screams.]

[Breach grunting]

Van Kleiss: This is unacceptable, Breach. I need you to concentrate.

Breach: It hurts.

Van Kleiss: Think of what I'm trying to achieve here. I cannot fail.

Breach: Aah! Aah! Aaaah! Unh!

[Breach screams in agony and collapses.]

[Rex looks down horrified, Van Kleiss grins, Breach screams and falls down.]

Van Kleiss: I'll return when it recharges, and we'll start again.

[Rex holds his hand out to her.]

Rex: Why do you let him do this to you?

Breach: Glory.

Rex: Van Kleiss' glory. Is he even noticing how you're tearing yourself apart for him? Have you ever heard him say, "thank you"? What do you say we blow this joint, you and me? He's hurting you.

Breach: It's not real. It can't hurt you if it isn't real.

Rex: Breach, look at me. It is. I'm real. All of this is real. You don't have to live this way.

Van Kleiss: Why am I not surprised? Rex has come to rescue another one of my lost sheep. Perhaps he'll try to save you next, Biowulf.

Rex: Depends. Is he housebroken yet?

Biowulf: I'm no traitor!

Van Kleiss: You’ve no doubt seen our little experiment. Breach shows great promise. She just needs a little fine-tuning.

Rex: And then what-- Go back in time and be king of the cavemen?

Van Kleiss: Why not? It wouldn’t be much of a step down, now would it? Breach, if you would. Remove our guest so we can continue. Practice makes perfect or in your case-- Acceptable.

[Breach makes a red portal.]

Rex: Breach! Think about what you're doing!

[Van Kleiss grins, she runs and puts her arms around Rex, portals out with Rex.]

[Biowulf roars]

Van Kleiss: Find her-- Now!

[Mountains, snow, Rex shivering.]

Rex: Glad you got us out of there, but-- Where are we?

Breach: When the snow is gone, you can see forever.

Rex: That's nice. Can we go now?

Breach: I need to know if I can trust you.

Rex: You can trust me. I swear! Ugh!

[Breach grabs his hand and hugs him. He opens his eyes. They are standing on a shiny endless reflective surface, reflecting stars.]

Rex: This is-- Different.

Breach: Do you see it?

Rex: Um--

Breach: This is where the stillness comes from.

Rex: You are weird. So, what exactly does this mean? Are you coming with me, or is this some kind of test?

Breach: I need you to see it.

Rex: [Sighs] A test.

Breach: Do you wanna understand?

Rex: Not exactly sure. [She glares, he waves his hands in front of him.] Uh, yes. I-I mean, yes!

Breach: Follow me.

[Breach walks through red portal.]

[Another place. A door, a doll, a bear and a fire hydrant float in space.]

[Rex hanging upside down, she is holding him by his ankle above a swirling pink vortex.]

Rex: Ugh! Huh? Aah! What happened?! I thought we were getting along fine!

Breach: Why are you here?

Rex: Good question. Where exactly is here? Can we go somewhere else now-- Somewhere, like, on Earth? Aah! Ugh!

[She drops him. He screams and lands on the floor between some stacks of books.]

Rex: You sure know how to pick'em. What kind of tripped-out dimension is this?

[Librarian walks by and shushes him.]

Female Librarian: Shh!

Rex: Oh. College.

White Knight: [On communicator in Rex's right ear.] Rex, report. Where on Earth have you been?

Rex: Apparently every place but.

White Knight: I need to know you can handle this. Otherwise, we're going to try a different approach.

Rex: You need to chill out, White. I’m making progress. [Rex puts his hand to his left ear.] Doc, are there?

Dr. Holiday: Tracking shows you’re with Breach. Are you okay?

Rex: Fine. Creeped out but fine. I can't bring Breach back to Providence. White would just lock her up, and that won't help.

Dr. Holiday: Where will you take her?

Rex: I'll think of something. Just keep White Knight off my case.

[Breach appears behind him.]

Rex: Why don't you let me pick out where we go next?

[Scene change.]

[White Knight hands folded moving nervously.]

White Knight: He says he's making progress.

Black Knight: The committee is losing confidence. They want results, not excuses.

White Knight: Then that's exactly what they’ll get.

[Scene change. Rex sits across from Breach in a booth at a bowling alley.]

Rex: Soooo, don't like bowling, huh? I figured with the extra arms, you'd be a natural.

Breach: I'm not supposed to like you. But I do.

Rex: [smiles] We're teenagers-- At least assuming you are. Doing what we're not supposed to is part of the job. French fry?

[She takes it and then drops it.]

Rex: Do you remember anything from before you-- Changed?

Breach: I remember everything. And nothing.

Rex: Naturally. Why did I even bother to ask. Listen, Breach, I'm not going to pretend I understand you. [Puts his hand on her giant hand] But I can help-- If you let me.

[The machine starts to glow, they jump to their feet, other people look startled.]

Rex: Nothing to worry about. Everything's fine!

[Breach grunts]

Breach: I can't-- I can't stop it!

Rex: Let me try! Agh! [He tries and it knocks him onto the floor sparking.]

Breach: Van Kleiss has control. They're coming.

[Van Kleiss busts through the door with The Pack following. Raises bio-mechanical hand, palm of it glows, device on Breach's chest turns off.]

Rex: Okay, do your thing! Get us out of here-- Anywhere!

[Breach grunts]

[Breach grunts]

[She tries]

Van Kleiss: You can't take what doesn't belong to you.

Rex: I didn't take you for the jealous type. [Rex shoots bowling balls at Van Kleiss with his cannon, hits Biowulf and Skalamander in the face and Van Kleiss punches the balls aside with his bio-mechanical hand.]

Rex: Breach, let's go!

[Van Kleiss gasps]

[Breach rides off with Rex on hoverboard, Van Kleiss and Pack follow on three flying fish EVO's with harnesses and big teeth. They dodge and crash Van Kleiss into a window, and land in a park.]

[Breach and Rex stand together on a footbridge looking down into the water.]

Breach: [Walks to bridge and looks at her reflection, Rex follows.] Will they hurt me?

Rex: Providence? Not if I can help it.

Breach: They did before. Miss Smarty Pants-- She likes to hurt me.

Rex: I'll give you my word. If you come back to Providence, I promise no one will hurt you.

Breach: And we can be together forever and forever.

[She walks off bridge, ducks swimming in water.]

Rex: Uh, something like that. What am I getting myself into? We gotta move. I bet my brother has already figured out how to turn that thing of yours off.

[The ducks fly off, they look and see a reflection in the pond of White Knight's ship.]

[White Knight walks up followed by Providence fighter planes.]

Rex: Uh, guys, what are you doing?!

White Knight: If you can't have something done right-- Do it yourself.

Breach: Aah!

[They shoot at Breach, she screams, Rex is horrified.]

Rex: No. No, no, no! [walks up bridge to White Knight] Do you have any idea what you just did?!

Breach: Aah!

[Breach's chest device turns on, she screams, Providence shoots at her.]

Rex: Is this what you wanted?! Congratulations! [runs to Breach] Breach, wait!

Breach: Liar!

[Breach throws red portal at Rex, he dodges, second one hits him, he disappears. Providence keeps shooting, she throw portals, drops three soldiers in water.]

Rex: Whoa!

[Breach grunting]

Rex: Whoa!

White Knight: Agent Six?

[He jumps at her, she portals him away to behind Knight. Rex jumps from the water onto the bridge by Knight.]

Rex: You had no intention to bring her in, did you?!

White Knight: I wanted to believe you, Rex, but this is too important. She can't be controlled.

Rex: Control. Her powers are back on. Van Kleiss.

[Van Kleiss arrives on flying fish EVO.]

Van Kleiss: Settle down, Breach.

[Chest device turns off.]

Rex: Let me do this. I can get through to her. Come on! It couldn't get any worse than you've already made it.

[Knight and Six look at each other.]

White Knight: Form a perimeter around Breach. Van Kleiss isn't to touch her.

[Biowulf roars]

[Breach gasps]

Breach: Aah!

[A rock wall rises from the ground blocking Rex as he runs towards Breach. The Pack jumps down from wall to attack Rex, Six intervenes. Agents surround Breach, she tries and fails to make red portal. Screams. Van Kleiss flies in on fish, knocks down agents with bio-mechanical whip arm, shoots needles from fingers and knocks more down, fish knocks the rest down. White Knight shoots at Van Kleiss.]

Van Kleiss: If you had any idea what I was trying to do, you might even welcome it.

White Knight: Enlighten me.

[Van Kleiss touches a tree and it turns into an EVO. EVO tree catches and holds White. Six and Biowulf fight, Rex and Skalamander fight.]

[Rex grunts]

[Rex grunts]

[White Knight grunts]

Van Kleiss: Enlighten you?

White Knight: Ugh! Aah!

[Sticks his claws in White Knight, glowing White Knight screams.] All in good time, White Knight, assuming you have some left!

[Six throws a magnablade through Van Kleiss's bio-mechanical arm and he lets go of White.]

White Knight: Ugh!

Six: [to White Knight] Go! I mean it!

[White Knight flies off.]

Six: The name's Six.

Van Kleiss: We've met.

Six: Don't remember.

[They fight.]

[Biowulf roars]

[Biowulf roars]

[Breach on merry-go-round, turning slowly looking at the sky.]

[Rex gasps]

[Rex sighs]

Rex: You're just using her!

Van Kleiss: Of course I am. She knows it. Spare me the chivalry, Rex. Providence would do the same.

Rex: Either way you slice it, she loses!

Breach: [to herself] My two favorites. They both lie. Neither is real.

Rex: [goes to her] Breach, I'm sorry! I meant what I said!

Van Kleiss: Words mean nothing.

Rex: Then let this do the talking.

[Turns on Breach her machine, puts it into her power.]

[Van Kleiss laughs evilly]

Van Kleiss: You just handed her a loaded gun.

Rex: And now it's her choice how to use it.

Van Kleiss: Oh, if only I had the chance to get through to you, Rex, to teach you how the world really works.

[Breach steps in front of Van Kleiss, raises her arms as if to send Rex away. Makes huge yellow portal above them.]

Van Kleiss: Our very first time traveler. You should be honored. Now, Breach, if you wouldn't mind.

[Van Kleiss laughs evilly]

[Rex closes his eyes. Breach sends Van Kleiss away with yellow portal.]

Rex: That was-- Unexpected.

[Rex tries to turn machine off but fails.]

Rex: It won't turn off! I'm sorry! I-- I didn't know.

Breach: Van Kleiss made it like this so I wouldn't send him away.

Rex: Didn't work out so well, did it? Six, get everyone out of here now!

[A big yellow dome forms around the playground where Rex and Breach stand.]

Rex: So, what's going to happen?

[Rex and Breach are about to be engulfed by Breach's out of control time portal.]

Breach: [she looks up] I don't know if any of this was real. But it was nice-- Having a friend for a while.

[Breach exhales sharply]

[Rex smiles, Breach hugs him as they dispensary in the golden time portal.]

Rex: I didn't get blown up! [sees a lizard] Whoa! [jumps away, startled] Oh, no! Please don't let this be dino time!

[Rex sighs]

Rex: [touches earpiece in left ear] Rex to Providence, do you copy? [takes earpiece out and looks at it] Oh, Rex to Providence, you better be there!

Providence Agent: Uh, we copy, Rex.

[Rex sighs]

Providence Agent: We have a lock on your coordinates and are sending a jump jet.

Rex: Is Six okay? Breach went supernova.

Providence Agent: Someone's on the way. Just hold tight. Providence out.

[Scene change, Rex lying on the ground.]

Rex: Huh.

[Rex yawns]

Rex: Took you long-- Enough.

[Turns over and sees Providence agents, pointing guns at him.]

Providence Agent: Rex is on board. Heading back to H.Q.

Rex: H.Q? Ten minutes ago, I was in the middle of an epic battle! You need to take me back!

Providence Agent: Um, that battle is over.

Rex: What happened? Is Six okay? Guys-- What's going on?

[They arrive at H.Q.]

Caesar: Baby brother, you're okay!

[Caesar runs and hugs Rex him.]

Rex: Breach just sent me to nowheresville-- Nothing to freak out over.

Caesar: [to Providence Agent] You didn't tell him?

Providence Agent: Our orders were just to bring him back.

Rex: Tell me what? Hey, when did you-- You have a beard?

Caesar: There's no easy way to tell you this, hermano. Breach didn't just send you to the middle of nowhere. You've been gone for six months.

Rex: Six months?! So this is--

Caesar: Technically, the future. I should warn you, there've been a few changes.

Rex: You didn't give away my room, did you?

Caesar: As a matter of fact, they did.

Rex: What?! Caesar-- Tell me what's going on here!

Caesar: It would be better if I showed you.

Rex: White Knight taking visitors now?

Caesar: I'll wait out here.

[Rex sees Providence agents dressed in black.]

Rex: Nice suits.

[Goes into the office.]

Rex: Uh-- Love what you've done with the place. White?

[Person in chair turns around, it's a woman, not White Knight.]

Black Knight: Thank you, Rex. [she gets up and walks towards him] It was a little bright for my taste. White Knight is no longer associated with this organization.

Rex: He-- Quit?

Black Knight: He attempted a hostile takeover and failed. Can I get you anything? Water? A snack?

Rex: I don't want a snack! Where's Six?! Where's Holiday?!

Black Knight: This must upsetting to you. Change is never easy. But from what I understand, you've handled situations like this before. Everything's going to be fine.

Rex: Who are you?!

Black Knight: Someone very happy to have you back. You'll call me-- Black Knight.

Season Three (2011-2013)

Back in Black

Rex: Okay, I get what's going on here.

Black Knight: I'm relieved to hear that, Rex.

Rex: You can come out! I know you're there!

Black Knight: Rex?

Rex: We're friends, now, remember? Breach?

Black Knight: Breach isn't here, Rex. The world has changed. The sooner you accept th--

Rex: No! I'm not ignoring you! It's just that you're not real!

Black Knight: I assure you I am very real-- As is all of this.

Rex: [Chuckling] Oh, come on! It's been a fun time in the ol' Breachscape, but, you know, time to go home now!

[Rex groans]

Rex: Seen this before! Usually ends with a black hole!

Black Knight: Rex, you're disoriented. Let me--

Rex: Sorry, non-lady! No time! Got an exit to find!

Black Pawn: Shall we apprehend?

Black Knight: It won't be necessary.

Caesar: Rex! Have you lost it?

Rex: Caesar! We're in a pocket dimension! It could collapse at any second!

[Rex grunts]

Caesar: That's crazy, Rex. This is not a pocket dimension.

Rex: You're right! It's a whole alternate universe! And-- and-- and you're my brother's evil twin! Out of the way! Six! Six! Doc!

[Rex panting]

Rex: Dr. Holiday! Doc!

[Rex sighs]

Rex: Wha-- Well, at least some things haven't changed. Whoa! Whoa! Okay, now I-- Blech!-- Know I'm in an-- Aah!-- Alternate universe. Unh! You can go ahead and -- Blecch!-- Eat me now, please.

Black Knight: Release.

Rex: You were... saying something about changes?

Black Knight: There have been a few.

Caesar: You've got temporal lag, Rex. It's kind of like altitude sickness, only in time. Here-- This will balance your electrolytes.

[Rex sighs]

Rex: So this is really--

Black Knight: Really. Welcome to the future, Rex-- Or, rather, to the present. Without your healing abilities, Providence has embraced a new paradigm. We've moved beyond the outmoded era of "cure, contain, or kill."

Rex: And into the era of serious leash laws.

Caesar: We used the Petting Zoo as our test bed. What do you think?

Rex: I think it needs a new name, 'cause, you know, now it really is one.

Caesar: We've developed new techniques for working with EVOs. It's all about understanding them better.

Rex: So now you're some sort of "EVO whisperer"?

[Caesar laughs]

Caesar: It's a bit more complicated than that. You sure you're okay? [sighs] It's good to have you back, brother.

Black Knight: Family ties. They transcend even time itself.

Rex: Caesar's not my only family.

Black Knight: I'll bring you up to speed on the others. When you went M.I.A., White Knight lost his biggest weapon in the war for EVO containment.

Rex: Figures that I have to vanish for him to appreciate me.

Black Knight: White became erratic-- Some might say paranoid. Directorate lost faith in his ability to lead.

Rex: Directorate? I never knew White even had a boss.

Black Knight: There are, shall we say, layers. I was named as his replacement.

Rex: Let me guess-- He didn't take it well.

Black Knight: You could say that.

Providence Agent: White Knight! Sir! Stand down!

White Knight: I'd rather go down in flames than see Providence in the hands of the enemy.

Providence Agent: He's got a bomb! Fall back! All units fall ba--

Rex: Whoa! That was--

Black Knight: Your room.

Rex: Huh? Aww, man! But-- Six-- Holiday-- Where--

Black Knight:: Where do you think? They're out looking for you. Agent Six and Holiday took indefinite leave. They've been off the grid ever since. I've attempted to contact them, but no response.

Rex: Mind if I give them a ring? Not that I don't trust you.

Black Knight: [sarcasm] But you don't trust me. Natural, given the circumstances. Be my guest. [after Rex gets disconnected] It won't be long till we locate them. Meanwhile, there are many familiar faces who will be glad to hear you're back. Which reminds me-- [tosses Rex a sack] This is everything we salvaged from your room.

Rex: [opening the sack to find his ball] Huh. Talk about starting over.

Black Knight: You could, you know. There's still a place for you in the--

Rex: My room. I thought you said it was trashed.

Black Knight: Rex, wait.

Rex: What's the matter, Black? This where you're hiding all your evil secrets?

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Um-- Wow!

Black Knight: This entire wing was destroyed in the blast. I had the space... repurposed.

Rex: White wouldn't even splurge for private stalls.

Black Knight: As you see, I treat my finest people to the very finest things.

Rex: Sure. I'll take one of those, please.

Black Knight: It's yours-- And anything else you'd like.

Rex: As long as I do whatever you want-- That it?

Black Knight: On the contrary-- You're a seasoned agent. I have a few boundaries, but otherwise, handle matters as you see fit.

Rex: Say I refuse.

Black Knight: Then I turn you over to Mel. [Chuckling] I'm kidding. You're free to leave whenever you like. But I hope you'll stay. Now, more than ever, Providence needs a Rex. So, how do you feel?

Rex: Like I haven't used one of those in Six months-- Which I haven't. You mind? Bobo?

Bobo: Rex! Heard you were back. So great to see you, buddy. Whoa. Just a sec, there, pal. Gotta love the scented towelettes.

[Bobo whistling]

Bobo: What? Never seen a monkey wash his hands before?

Rex: Not this one.

[Bobo munching]

Rex: You wanna tell me what's gotten into you or what?

Bobo: What are you talking abou-- Unh! Hey!

Rex: Sorry. For a minute, I thought you were--

Bobo: Robo Bobo? Wanna check for a TV in my butt?

Rex: Pass. But come on. You've, I don't know, mellowed or something.

Bobo: Guess I just don't have a big need to act out these days, what with you and everyone gone. Plus, the employee benefits are pretty sweet.

Black Knight: Rex, we've got a little EVO problem. Providence could use your help. Ready to get back in the game?

Rex: If it involves getting out of here, that would be a "yes." You coming?

Bobo: I'll join ya on the next one. I got Tai Chi at 2:00.

Rex: Missing an EVO smackdown? That doesn't sound like you.

Bobo: Did I mention the instructor has a thing for back hair?

Rex: Ew. Okay. That sounds like you. What is it, and where do I find it?

Providence Agent: We've got an EVO in the subway tunnels, people trapped in one of the trains. The power's out down there, too.

Rex: Sounds like a street worm. Sure it's just one? Rex to H.Q. Okay, new chief, how do you want to do this?

Black Knight: You're the expert.

Rex: I am? Uh, I mean, of course I am. It's just that Six usually--

Black Knight: You don't need help, Rex. Handle it as you see fit. Black, out.

Rex: What's this strange feeling that's come upon me? Could it be--

[Rex shudders]

Rex: Responsibility?! Okay. Assemble your guys over there. Be ready for me. Should have grabbed that guy's flashlight. Or... better. Not a bad pre-show. Now for the main event.

Providence Agent: How did you know?

Rex: These things usually travel in pairs. I used lights from my builds to make it think I was another worm. Have your bug net handy. They're so cute after I shut them down.

Rex: Sorry, B.K. No can cure.

Black Knight: Understood. Our team will take it from here.

Rex: Um, take what where?

Providence Agent: Move into the vehicle! Move... into... the vehicle! Hit her again!

Rex: Um, what just happend?

Black Knight: That's all for now, Rex. Nicely done.

Rex: Hm. Wait. What are you gonna do with it?

Providence Agent: Standard rehab and re-lo. It's all very humane.

Rex: I'd love to see that. Mind if I tag along?

Black Knight: Sorry, Rex. Authorized personnel only. You've done your job. Now let the team do theirs.

Rex: But--

Black Knight: Boundaries, Rex.

Rex: Boundaries. Got it. Rex, out.

Caesar: Nanite coherence reached. Attach stabilizer ring.

Rex: Humane? Yeah, right.

[Bobo yawns]

Bobo: See? Great employee benefits.

Rex: Yeah. Right. Hey, you got a tag sticking out in the back. Mind if I--

Bobo: Thanks, pal. Well, off to yoga.

Caesar: You really shouldn't be here, hermano.

Rex: The Petting Zoo? The worm? My monkey practicing good hygiene? You're using that thing to control my friend!

Caesar: He's still the same Bobo you know and love. He just needed a few boundaries.

Rex: He's not the same, and neither are you! You should hear yourself!

Caesar: Making the world safer isn't possible without some form of control. And you'd better get some control of yourself, mijo.

Rex: Or what? You'll use that thing on me?

Caesar: Open your eyes to all the good we're accomplishing. Isn't this better than smacking them with your giant fists?

Rex: That's combat! I protect people and property! Okay, property, not so much, but this? If you can't see the difference, then maybe I never knew you at all!

Caesar: It doesn't matter. I have work to do.

Rex: So do I!

[Rex grunts]

[Uses his Smack Hands to smash everything around him]

Caesar: Rex! Stop!

Black Knight: Snooping around, Rex? See, that's another one of my boundaries.

Rex: White Knight may have had his issues, but he never resorted to anything like this!

Black Knight: I never planned to do this, Rex, but you've become a danger.

Rex: [shocked] Caesar! Think! You can't do this!

Caesar: Of course I'm thinking. This is the logical conclusion to what we started.

Rex: The logical-- Aaaah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Raaah! Aah!

[Caesar blasts the mind-control laser, causing Rex to scream and groan in pain]

Caesar: Sorry, Rex. You'll thank me later.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: You... better... believe I will!

Caesar: Please don't resist! It's only painful if you struggle!

Black Knight: What's taking so long?

Caesar: He's fighting it! His nanitic energy is spiking off the scale!

[Rex grunting]

Black Knight: Boost power.

Caesar: It's not safe to--

Black Knight: It's for the best.

[Caesar increases power, causing Rex's nanites to go haywire as a tear fall down his cheek, heartbroken about his own brother betraying him]

[Rex grunts]

[Manages to overpower the mind-control machine, much to the surprise and wonder of Caesar and Black Knight]

Rex: You just drew a line in the sand, bro!

[Rex runs off]

Black Knight: You'd better have a backup.

Caesar: The prototype. Not portable, but more than enough power, even for him.

Black Knight: Get it ready.

Rex: Unh!

[Rex grunting]

Rex: No mood to get slimed right now, mel!

[Rex grunting]

Rex: What happened to your EVO control?

Black Knight: [after Black Knight reactivates Mel's control] A demonstration. You know what would happen without our influence.

Rex: So, you're hijacking its brain, like you tried to do with mine.

Black Knight: That won't be necessary if you'll willingly cooperate.

Rex: Translation-- If I do everything you say.

Black Knight: You've seen how we can work together. Providence still needs you. There will always be a few EVOs we can't control.

Rex: Yeah. I'm one of them.

Black Pawn: Shall we pursue?

Black Knight: Most definitely.

Rex: Gangway! Coming through! Huh? No! Huh. Black Pawns. Overdoing the whole theme, don't you think?

[Rex groaning]

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Yah! I'm getting beat up by the chess club!

[Rex groans]

Black Knight: We... got off on the wrong foot. Stow the hardware and come with us. You have my word you won't be harmed. We can start over-- The right way.

Bobo: You mind? You're interrupting the enjoyment of my employee benefits.

[Rex sighs]

[Rex panting]

[Rex grunts]

Black Knight: [after Rex was tranquilized] Excellent work. Take him to the lab.

[Rex groans]

[Rex sighs]

Rex: What? No way! You're not turning my brain to mashed potatoes! Doc?!

Dr. Holiday: Welcome back, Rex.

Six: Good to see you, kid.

Rex: Before I blame this on a burrito-induced nightmare, will someone please tell me-- What... is... going... on?!

Dr. Holiday: What do you think? We've been looking for you.

Six: We knew Providence might find you first. Fortunately, we planted a mole.

Bobo: Ehh. Rex! Put 'er there!

Rex: Uhh! You didn't wash! Oh! You didn't wash! But that means it really was-- Robo Bobo?

Bobo: In the flesh.

Dr. Holiday: Literally. I gave it a biological upgrade, complete with his own nanites and... fleas, ticks, lice, chigger mites.

Bobo: What can I say? I'm an ecosystem.

Six: It's enough to fool your brother's equipment. The robot is only providing limited intel. But one thing is sure-- New Providence is about more than just getting EVOs off the streets.

Rex: I saw it. Whatever they're doing over there is seriously messed up.

Six: That's why we've set up our own operation.

Rex: [Long pause as Rex sees the new HQ] Whoa! Where did you get all of this?

Six: We have our sources.

Rex: So, we're like super-secret spies now? Cool!

[Rex sighs]

Rex: It's too bad about White, though. I never thought I'd say it, but I'm gonna miss that pasty guy.

White Knight: [White Knight enters] How touching, Rex. I, on the other hand, have rather enjoyed the last six Rex-free months. Now-- If we're done with the love-in, we have work to do.

Rex: It really can't get any better than this. Oh, except one thing-- Can I get a TV?

Crash and Burn

• From this episode, Rex can create two builds at once

[Bobo yawns]

Bobo: They say nothin' good happens after midnight. And, you know, they're right.

Dr. Holiday: I'm worried about you, Bobo. Since we left Providence, you've been staying out every night.

[Bobo grunts]

[Bobo munching]

[Bobo gulps]

Bobo: That's not the least of your worries. Seen our boy lately?

[Dr. Holiday scoffs]

Dr. Holiday: Rex is fine. He just needs time to adjust to our new setting. Rex? It's Holiday. Are you there?

Rex: Hey, doc. What up?

Dr. Holiday: Just checking in. Everything okay?

Rex: Better than okay. I'm about to set a new land-speed record'

Dr. Holiday: That wasn't what I meant. How are you feeling?

Rex: Appreciate the concern, but the only thing on my mind right now is the need for speed. Apparently, I'm not alone. I'll call you back. Hey! Slow down! I want to talk to you! Ah. You want to play chicken. Doc? Bobo? I'm getting blitzed by some bikers. Aah!

Rand: Might as well give up! I won't quit! I'm a relentless, never-say-die, nonstop-- Uh, hey, wait a minute. Who are you?

Rex: Think you could have asked me that before trying to run me down?

Rand: Ooh! My fault. I thought you were one of us.

Rex: "One of us"? What is this?

Rand: Sorry, dude. No time to chat. Peace.

Rex: Yeah, like I'm gonna take that for an answer. A street race? Or a demolition derby?

[Lance grunts]

[Lance groans]

Lance: Gonna need a bike.

Rex: Can't believe you survive that! You must be the luckiest guy on the-- These are nanites.

[Lance groans]

Dr. Holiday: Oh, come on!

Six: Something wrong?

Dr. Holiday: Prototypes. I prefer tried-and-tested. And I don't even know what we're going to do with half of this stuff.

Bobo: You're goin' soft, gettin' worked over by a bunch of goofballs on motorcycles.

Rex: They had weapons.

Bobo: Last time I checked, so did you.

Rex: Yeah, but not while I'm on my bike. I'm strictly one at a time.

Dr. Holiday: The nanites that have infected his body are slowly poisoning him. I've never seen anything like it.

Rex: Do what you can, Doc? I'm gonna go out and look for those racers.

Bobo: Sounds dangerous.

Rex: Sure, Bobo. You can come, too. The nanites we found on the biker gave off a different energy signature. Gonna use one of Holiday's new toys to try to scan for it. A bunch of them. And they're moving fast.

Bobo: Then step on it! Maybe Holiday has a point about prototypes!

Rex: Or maybe they're not on the streets. I'll watch the road. You watch the screen.

Bobo: Gotta warn you-- Chimps make bad navigators!

Rex: Just do it!

Bobo: Hmm? Left! You're goin' left! Make a right! Another right!

Rex: Which way?

Bobo: I don't know! That way-ish! Wah! Like I said-- Monkeys make great navigators! This is your biker gang?

Rex: They had weapons before I'm telling you-- They're tough!

Bobo: If you say so.

[Bobo grunts]

Bobo: Wall.

[Bobo and Rex grunts]

Moss: That's some fancy ridin'. You following us, kid?

Rex: Still think they don't look tough?

Bobo: I take it back.

Moss: Who are you, kid? 'Cause whoever you are, you're not bad.

Rand: You're awesome! Where'd you learn to ride like that? Anybody with that kind of skill should be with us. Yeah!

Moss: What's your secret?

Rex: No secret. I'm just built that way.

Lunk: Is that guy from TV-- The one who fights EVOs.

Bobo: Five bucks for pictures, ten bucks for autographs.

Rand: A talking monkey! Outrageous! I gotta have one. Is he for sale?

Bobo: Brother, you can't afford me.

Rex: You guys seem tight-- For guys who try to kill each other.

Rand: We're not killers. We're racers. This is a legitimate sport.

Moss: It is what it is. Our races aren't for the weak. Name's Moss. You've met Rand.

Rex: He tried to blow me up.

Rand: I missed. You're welcome. Come on, don't leave me hangin'.

Moss: Never met a celebrity who could ride.

Rex: I caught you, didn't I?

Moss: But are you tough enough try me?

Rex: Try me.

Bobo: You gotta fight back?

Rex: With what?

Bobo: Oh, brother. Fine, leave it to Chimpy. Aah! I'll take that. Phbt!

Rex: Something else on the map-- Moving fast! And it's big!

Providence Agent: Halt! You kids! Pull over! Now!

Moss: Cops!

Bobo: Worst than cops-- Providence.

Rex: The bikes give off a nanite signature. They must have tracked it.

Providence Agent: Rex, what are you doing here?

Rex: Research. You don't want to get caught up in this! Back off now! Sorry, guys. Have Black Knight sent me the bill.

Rand: Ha! No way! You want to beat me, you gotta step your game up. Aah!

[Rand groans]

Rex: Rand!

Bobo: Don't stop! Kid's wearing armor. He's fine.

Rex: No! Something's wrong!

[Rand groans]

Rex: What is this thing? Doc? Get over here quick. We've got another one.

Biker gangs: WHOO-HOO-HOO!

[Biker gangs laughs]

Biker gangs: Yeah!

Moss: We thought you'd bailed on us. Where were you?

Rex: Watching a doctor try to save Rand's life.

Moss: Racers get sick sometimes. It's part of the life.

Rex: Those nanite power sources-- you got to stop using them. To feel one with the road, that rush? So some people get sick. When we're on our rides, nothing else matters.

Rex: Your rides are killing you! You're gonna be dead-- All of you! And for what? So you can go a little faster?

Moss: We need those things to ride. You know what it's like.

Lunk: Please. Don't take our bikes away.

Rex: Nobody's going to take your bikes. But I need to know where you got those nanites.

Lunk: [sighs] A guy named Valve. He supplies the superchargers.

Moss: You're wasting your time. Valve never talks to anybody.

Rex: He'll talk to me.

Bobo: Been in a lot of bad biker dives, but this is the worst I've ever seen.

Valve: Enter, strangers. The biker will see you now. Please, sit. May I offer you some tea?

Rex: I'll pass.

Valve: Suit yourself. I find a good cup of tea soothing-- for the body and the soul.

[Valve slurps]

Valve: You don't have to tell the biker why you're here. The biker can tell. You wish to buy a supercharger.

[Valve slurps]

Rex: Your superchargers are killing people. It's gonna stop.

[Valve breathes deeply]

Valve: Hmm. That sounds like a challenge.

Rex: Maybe it is. I'll race you for them. If I win, you hand over your entire stockpile.

Valve: Shh! Your answer is on the wind.

Rex: You're... not right in the head, are you?

Valve: When the wind commands, the impossible game must be gamed. The challenge is accepted. We will race for the superchargers. And when the biker wins... It won't matter.

Rex: Why is that?

Valve: Because you'll be dead. Let the race begin.

Moss: This is his own private track. He knows it better than anyone. You can still back out-- Probably.

Rex: And let people become poison, like Valve? No. I can take him. Just give me something to hit him with. You guys are walking arsenals. You don't have anything?

Moss: You didn't think we'd need 'em today.

Bobo: Oh, boy.

Six: Message from Holiday. The two sick teens have stabilized, but she's still a ways from finding a cure.

Rex: It was the only weapon I could find, okay? Can I borrow the sword?

Six: Use your own.

Rex: On wheels? It's not gonna happen.

Six: What's stopping you?

Rex: Well, for one thing, I-- Um, not sure exactly.

Six: What have I been teaching you? Focus on what you want and make it happen. No more excuses.

[Bobo munching]

[Bobo munching]

Valve: You're lucky. One the very best get a chance at this track.

Rex: Then I should fit right in. Rules of the game-- ten laps. Cross the finish line before the biker, and you may have them.

Rex: So, is the wind talking to you now?

Valve: The wind commands the Biker to destroy you. The Biker is happy to oblige.

[Rex grunts]

Bobo: You gonna help him?

Six: He's doing fine.

Bobo: Are you watchin' the same race I am?

[Valve grunts]

Rex: You're in trouble, Rex! No. Keep it together. Keep... it... together. Six said it-- Focus. Focus. Focus!

[Valve laughs]

Valve: Oblivion.

Six: Like I sad-- He's doing fine.

Rex: Double-up! Where have you been all my life?

[Valve grunts]

Rex: Cute toy. But I like mine better.

Valve: Aah!

Rex: Was there any doubt?

Bobo: Yeah, plenty.

[Valve panting]

Rex: We had the deal. Remember?

Valve: Like the storm that changes directions on a whim, the biker is changing the deal. 'Cause the biker-- [grunts] Doesn't like! [grunts] The biker-- [grunts] never loses! [grunts] Unh!

Rex: First time for everything. Thank you, Six.

Six: It was all you, kid.

Moss: Rand!

Biker gangs: Oh, Rand! Good to see you!

Dr. Holiday: Completely detoxified. In a couple days, they'll be back to full strength. Those could be useful at the new base.

Moss: You can't stop us from riding.

Rex: What's stopping you? You can still ride. You just won't be poisoned by nanites. Come on. Race you back to the garage.

[Rex rides off]

Moss: [Chasing after Rex] You heard the man. Hit it!

Six: You do realize we just turned a group of reckless teenage boys loose on the city.

Bobo: All in a day's work.

Heroes United, Part 1

[In New York City, a strange white sphere appears in the sky, imposing several sporadic shocks that hit a bridge and a building and several people begin to run desperately. At The Plant, a light turns on and Rex is running and stops, with the light focusing on him, a figure passes behind Rex who smiles and builds his Funchucks and attacks the figure behind him who jumps dodging his attack and landing behind Rex, the light turns on and reveals itself to be Agent Six.]

Six: You need to pay attention.

[Six pulls out his Magna Blades]

Rex: I'll tell you what I need.

[Rex attacks Six who blocks his attacks]

Six: More training? Your swing is getting a little sloppy.

Rex: Not what I was thinking, but thanks for the tip.

[Rex tries to attack Six who jumps, dodging the blow. Six tries to attack Rex who builds his Punk busters and jumps back]

Rex: Two words for you, Six- - Theme song!

Six: Theme song?

[Jump on top of the cabin where Holiday is]

Dr. Holiday: Break my stuff, and I will ruin you.

Rex: Things have been pretty Good for me lately, I have a home, friends, family. The only thing I need now is my own theme song.

Bobo: I got your Theme Song. Phbt! Phbt! [Bobo makes farting noises.]

Rex: I'm serious. Every hero should have a theme song. I've been working on one. Thought you probably wouldn't hear over the ringing in your ears. It started when the nanites went “Ka-Pow!” upon the scene Transforming all the life on earth like nothing that you’ve seen. But there’s one lucky Hombre who can make them build machines, He's Gen Rex! Ohh!

Six: [Six kicks Rex backwards] Its... Catchy. It's good to see you happy, Rex. Just remember this world, right now, all of those things can be taken away in an instant.

Rex: If that's your attempt to inspire me, Six, you need a little more practice yourself.

Dr. Holiday: How quickly can we get to Manhattan?

[Young Woman gasps]

Young Woman: Providence! It'll be okay now, sweetie.

Black Knight: Doctor Salazar, What am I looking at?

Caesar: You want the truth? For the first time since I was six years old, I haven't a clue what I'm looking at.

Rex: What is going on here?

Bobo: Don't know, but I wish I'd brought my tanning butter.

Six: Cut the chatter.

Rex: I would, but ripping on Black Knight is the only thing keeping me from freaking out. This isn't our usual deal. Just make sure Providence doesn't shoot me in my butt while I'm off saving theirs. Huh? So... I smash that? Ohh!

Bobo: Coming back around, kid. I think it likes you.

Rex: Holiday, what is it, and where do I hit it?

Dr. Holiday: I don't know. I-- Wait. I'm picking up Bio-organic energy inside the event.

[A mysterious figure came out of the event, Rex immediately responded and then releases his Smack Hands, but the mysterious figure caught Rex's attack and then counter attacked. Thus, sending Rex flying.]

Rex: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Have anything to say for yourself before I commence with the face-stomping?

Humungousaur: Yeah. You just made a humungous mistake!

[Humungousaur grunts]

[Humumgousaur grunts]

Humungousaur: Stay down if you know what's good for you.

Rex: I'll show you what I'm good at, feo!

Dr. Holiday: Rex, I'm getting more fluctuations in the event. Something's coming out.

Rex: I see it, doc.

[A creature flies out of the portal]

Humungousaur: [after being hit] You and your partners call it quits right now, and I'll keep the powder rising to a minimum!

Rex: I was gonna say the same thing, only in Spanish! [hits Humungosaur again] [Humungosaur goes flying] [talking to Agent Six]

Rex: You take the hunk of junk, Six! "Big ugly" is mine!

Humungousaur: Hmm. You wanna learn the hard way? Lesson one-- Dangerous aliens are not welcome on my planet!

Black Pawn: Black Knight, target locked and weapons are charged. Firing on your mark.

Black Knight: Keep everything we've got focused on that rift. Nothing else comes out of there. Pawns, get those EVOs alive. I need answers. Caesar--

Caesar: The physics are amazing. Like a star in collapse, it-- I'll buzz you back.

Black Knight: Don't hang up on me, Caesar. Bring Salazar to me-- Now!

White Knight: Hands full? My team is here to help. You'd be well advised to let them.

Black Knight: You'd be well advised to get off my screens, White Knight. I'll see you tried for treason.

White Knight: While you're filing the paperwork, we'll be saving New York. Join us or stay out of our way!

[Rex coughs]

Rex: You can punch. I'll give you that.

[Humungousaur groans]

Humungousaur: You alien wannabes should know better by now-- Mess with Ben, you get the ten.

Rex: Aliens?! The ten?! Great-- Another insane EVO. Providence is all over your energy-weapon whatever, so let's see if I can't knock some normal back into you.

Humungousaur: Good luck with that. Ugh!

Rex: Okay. That's weird.

[Diamondhead grunts]

Diamondhead: What did you just do to me?

Rex: Not sure, but I like it.

[Rex grunts]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Holiday, are you seeing this? "Creature feature" just went bling on me.

Dr. Holiday: Be careful, Rex. This is something we've never seen before.

[Diamondhead grunts]

Diane Farrah: Diane Farrah, broadcasting to you live from what appears to be the end of the world.

Alpha: So many of us. What has happened here?

Six: Holiday, what am I looking at here?

Dr. Holiday: Preliminary scans say non-organic. It appears to be entirely mechanical. I'll need a closer look.

Six: I'll see what I can do.

[Diamondhead coughs]

Diamondhead: Lucky punch.

Rex: Don't believe in luck. Now hold still so I can cure you.

Diamondhead: You're talking crazy, and I'm not sick. We're wasting time.

Lodestar: Metal, meet magnetism.

Rex: Magnets, huh? Well, there's no metal in pavement.

Lodestar: Aah!

Six: It's gone, but I found this.

Dr. Holiday: I'm not exactly sure what we're looking at here. I don't even know if this is made with an element I've ever seen before. Getting some kind of a residual nanite signature, but this is definitely not an EVO. Caesar-- We could use a little help here. What is it?

Caesar: The fragment came from the machine.

Dr. Holiday: Can you tell us anything about it?

Caesar: Yes, but not right now.

Dr. Holiday: For the record, most scientists are not like that.

Alpha: Him. Father?!

Six: We're not finished yet.

Lodestar: Ow!

Rex: Huh?!

Rex and Lodestar: Time-out! Innocents!

Diane Farrah: Thank you. You-- Who are you?

Rath: Seriously?! I'm the cat who's all that-- The Rath attack! There are about a hundred other things.

Rex: Time-in! Thanks for the assist, but say adios to your nanites for real, El Gato.

Rath: Will you stop that?

Rex: You... you're not an EVO?!

Rath: Let me tell you something, robot boy! I have no clue where an EVO is. I'm just trying to do my thing.

Rex: Destroy our city?

Rath: Destroy?! You really haven't heard off me?

Ben: I'm Ben Tennyson. Ben 10? Like, the biggest hero in the world?

Rex: Six!

Six: Everybody down!

Rex: Six! Six, hold on! Holiday, Six is down! Six is down! This is all your fault! Holiday?

Dr. Holiday: I'm doing everything I can, Rex. We have to focus on the bigger picture. Six would want us to.

Rex: Figures the only time I do what Six would want, he's in a coma.

White Knight: I'll be having the pleasure of helping Providence figure out how to close the rift. The rest of you can deal with that machine.

Rex: It got blown to bits along with Six, remember?

White Knight: Don't be so sure. Someone needs to find out what that is and where it went.

Ben: I can do that.

Bobo: You-- Ain't doing nothing but sitting pretty and shutting up.

Rex: And if Six of them pull through, you won't even be able to do that.

Ben: I'm sorry about your friend, honestly. Obviously, he's important to you. But I have no clue what's even happening here. I've never heard of Providence or EVOs or-- One minute I'm doing a TV interview. The next, hole in the ky, flash a light and I'm punching out a mecha monster. Then I end up in a world where nobody knows me.

Dr. Holiday: He might actually be telling the truth. Ben's nanite absorption level indicates he came through that rift without any.

Rex: I thought White Knight was the only living thing on Earth that's nanite-free.

Ben: So you mean I have those things in me now? Great. Where's my space suit?

Dr. Holiday: You'll live. Still doesn't explain how you got here.

Ben: We're probably looking at a parallel world thing.

Dr. Holiday: Parallel worlds are a theory, and a shaky one at that.

Ben: Are you serious? I go home all the time. Maybe if you knew where that mech alien was from, it might help prove--

Rex: Quit talking!

Ben: Exactly. Nothing's gonna get answered sitting around here.

Rex: In case you hadn't noticed, we're holding you under house arrest.

Ben: You aren't holding me. I was staying to see how I could help.

Big Chill: You aren't the only person worried about someone close to you.

Rex: I got this.

White Knight: Rex, don't! I hate kids.

Caesar: Nanite Cloud. These are being drawn in from the atmosphere. Now where are you? So it is you. This is most disturbing.

Rex: Why don't you just go back where you came from?

Big Chill: I'm trying to, you do? Oh no.

Rex: What?

Ben: Mr. Smoothie isn't here. That's messed up.

Rex: My partner is in a coma. If you're stressing over a frozen drink, you are totally getting punk-fusted.

Ben: We're in Bellwood, my hometown, where it should be. But it's all different. Part of me hoped it wouldn't be, but this pretty much proves it.

Rex: This doesn't prove anything!

Ben: You know the friend you care about? Well, I have a cousin, a grandfather, a best friend that I care about! They don't exist here! I may never see them again! I'm totally alone! So go ahead! Do your worst.

Rex: Maybe we can... help each other.

Ben: You'd do that? What's that sound?

Rex: My brother.

Ben: Is he like you?

Rex: Uh, no. Caesar's a little crazy and he's working for the wrong side, but, otherwise, not so bad.

Ben: What constitutes "not so bad" here on opposite world?

Caesar: No! We need that!

Rex: To blow my head off?

Caesar: To stop that!

Rex: What is that?

Caesar: A bad, bad thing.

Alpha: Why would you speak of me so, father? I am your Alpha. I came home. You are pleased?

Caesar: No. Not especially.

[Caesar grunts]

[Rex grunts]

Alpha: What has happened here? Why so many brothers?

Caesar: We had an accident.

Alpha: The bodies I built, father-- they still do not last. But my brothers are free. I can control them. They could help make me complete. Aah!

Caesar: Rex, stay back!

Alpha: I am still weak, father. I need more. Will you help me live?

Caesar: I don't believe so, Alpha.

Alpha: That... is a very disappointing response.

Diamondhead: Then you really won't like this one!

[Diamondhead grunts]

Caesar: Don't let it touch him!

Alpha: You control nanites, yet you are human. How is this possible? Tell me the secret.

Rex: Uh, Caesar... What is that thing? Why did it call you "father"?

Caesar: It's migrating. We have to follow it-- Now! These were gathered from the area of the space-time rift, and you'll find them everywhere Alpha goes.

Ben: I take it those are nanites?

Caesar: Dead nanites, drained by the entity you just fought and, incidentally, the thing that dragged you here from your Earth.

Rex: His Earth? He really is from a parallel world?

Ben: Science class much?

Caesar: I believe it's been searching for a way home. It was possibly attracted to your weapon before it found its way here. A powerful device, no doubt.

Ben: It's called the Ultimatrix. It has the DNA of a million aliens.

Rex: Ri-i-i-ght. Aliens. And leprechauns gave me these goggles! I'm curious how big brother knows about something from a parallel dimension.

Caesar: Because I sent it there. In the early days of the Nanite Program, our goal was simple- - Construct micromachines to cure diseases, grow new cells, regenerate bones. But there was a control issue. Some thought a human-machine link was the answer. Others proposed that the machines could control themselves. I was in the latter camp. I developed the Alpha to command other nanites. To maximize its effectiveness, I had to program Alpha to think for itself.

Ben: Does a long explanation mean something bad on your Earth, too?

Rex: Yep.

Caesar: Alpha developed its own consciousness. It evolved into a unique life form and wanted a body, but whatever it built burnt out. So, when Alpha attempted possessing living things, Alpha had to be eliminated. So, I built a dimensional disruptor.

Ben: That sounds like a Null Void gun. We've got those on my Earth, too.

Caesar: I designed it to send the Alpha to an empty space where it wouldn't do any more damage. That's what I was attempting to do again-- Until you destroyed it.

Ben: But the Null Void isn't empty. It's a prison for intergalactic criminals.

Caesar: Hmm. I see. Then, clearly, it found a host within a mechanical one. Alpha did always have a way with machines. It's been gaining mass and energy from machines and other nanites. It's able to stabilize a host body, there's no limit to the amount of damage it can cause.

Rex: So, just cook up another bazooka thingy, and let's go zap it!

Caesar: Too late for that, Rex! Ilo siento, mijo!

Rex: Tell me that's a new weapon! Caesar! Eww! Do... you... have any idea what it smells like in there, dude?

Ben: I'm sure you can handle a little arborian musk to save your nuts and bolts... Dude.

Rex: Sorry. Thanks. I'm just-- Ugh! This day started off perfectly. Now there's aliens, my partner's in a coma, and my brother's trying to kill me.

Ben: Maybe he was trying to protect us. Alpha was right there, and now it's not.

Rex: You're one of those glass-half-full guys, aren't you?

Ben: Here on "Crazy Earth", why not?

Rex: Holiday is Six--?

Dr. Holiday: He's the same, but the Knights have figured out how to close the Rift. You need to get Mister Ten back to New York if he ever wants to see his home again.

Rex: Figures. Just when I almost considered liking you.

Ben: Hold on a second. You think I'm leaving you like this? This might not be my Earth, but it's still Earth-- Sort of.

Rex: Thanks, but this is my problem, not yours.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, we need you back at base. It's here.

Heroes United, Part 2

Alpha: Come to me, my siblings.

[Dr. Holiday smooches]

Dr. Holiday: I'll be back.

Alpha: The nanites in those creatures-- They are different, powerful. Your nanites are weak. I have no use for you. Where is the boy?

Dr. Holiday: His nanites are off limits!

[Dr. Holiday straining]

[Dr. Holiday groans]

Rex: Feel like giving me a hand?

Ben: How about four?

Rex: I'm starting to like the way you think, Ben 10.

[Four Arms grunts]

[Rex grunts]

Alpha: You cannot keep me from what I seek.

Rex: My brother? Look around! He's not here!

Alpha: The father is redundant now that I found you.

Rex: Aah!

Alpha: I cannot merge! What makes you so special, human? Yes! You shelter an Omega.

Dr. Holiday: Rex!

Rex: Ya-a-a-h! That was my leg!

Dr. Holiday: Your move.

Ben: This brother wants to blow you up, and she's your friend? You might be safer on my Earth.

Dr. Holiday: Rex can lose his builds relatively pain-free.

Ben: Are you seriously gonna just wait around?

Rex: It wants nanites-- My nanites. Holiday thinks it'll come back for me, but, yeah, I'd rather go after the thing, knock it into another dimension.

Ben: But your bio-whatevers need a break. I get it.

Bobo: Ya missed.

Ben: At least you hit the rim that time.

Rex: Yeah, thanks.

Ben: So, what's happened to you, anyways?

Rex: I was gonna ask you the same thing.

Ben: It started when the Omnitrix fell out of the sky. I was ten years old.

Rex: Six years ago, the Nanite Event changed everything.

Ben: And there's alien DNA in the Omnitrix.

Rex: And that's how I can build stuff with the micromachines in my body.

Ben: Now Kevin, Gwen, and I are the plumbers.

Rex: Plumbers? I thought "Providence" was a dumb name.

[Rex and Ben laughs]

Rex: Nice assist.

Ben: That's how we get it done.

White Knight: Satscan just picked up the Alpha. It's at the bug jar.

Rex: The bug jar is shielded.

White Knight: Not anymore.

Rex: So much for waiting. Let's do this!

[Ben sniffs]

Ben: Why does my jacket smell like bananas?

Rex: Ugh! This feels tight.

Bobo: You guys are our best hope? We're doomed.

Ben: If this is the bug jar--

Rex: Then where are the bugs?

Diamondhead: Whoa. What do you call that?

White Knight: I call it the entire nanite population of the bug jar.

Alpha: The power to change life itself-- What foolishness to give my brothers such a command.

Rex: Preaching into the choir, buddy.

White Knight: Don't let it get to Rex! If it drains his nanites--

Diamondhead: Game over-- Understood.

Rex: It already tried to eat me. That didn't work.

White Knight: That thing was made to control machines, and until it burns through them, it's got every active nanite in the bug jar at its command. You think you can stop that?

Rex and Diamondhead: We can try!

Ben: That thing just hacked my watch!

Rex: You're going to run out of nanites eventually.

Alpha: Incorrect, Thanks to the one thing left on this Earth that can create them-- Your Omega. They thought it could replace me. Now it will make me whole.

Rex: Aah! I could use an alien right now!

[White Knight screams]

Ben: Great idea, but a certain nanite monster busted my watch!

Rex: Do something-- Anything! Do something better!

Ben: I could try calling it names!

Rex: Let... me... go! Aah!

[Rex breathing heavily]

Rex: As long as I fight it, it's like the Alpha and Omega cancel each other out.

Alpha: An alternate path is required.

Ben: Aah! Stop! He did it again!

Rex: No! It's worse!

Alpha: Your machine is most interesting. Perhaps within I can find a suitable host.

[Alpha Heatblast roars]

Ben: Can he do that?

Rex: I think he just did.

Ben and Rex: Aah!

Ben: I think you're really fried at this time. Aah!

Rex: Hey! It's me you want.

Alpha Heatblast: You presume so much, brother. Organics who rely on machines for their power, I don't need. The machines themselves-- Now, those I will have.

Rex: Machines not sold separately, Alfalfa. And stop calling me your brother!

[Alpha Four Arms growls]

Ben: Okay. You've got to admit that looks pretty cool. Should I try those insults now?

[Alpha Four Arms growls]

Rex: Aah! Ugh!

[Shocksquatch roars]

Shocksquatch: Wow, this is unexpected.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Well, blast it or something!

Shocksquatch: I have no idea what this alien does. I've never seen it before.

Rex: You're not filling me with confidence.

[Shocksquatch grunts]

Shocksquatch: Ohh, yeah! Ye-e-e-s! Yes! Yes!

Ben: No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Oh, man!

[Alpha Humungousaur growls]

Rex: Your faceplate's fractured, White. Get out of here before it cracks through.

White Knight: Not a chance. Six would have your back. I'm here in his place.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, your biometrics are dangerously low. You need to get away.

Rex: Listen to me, Alpha controls nanites. So do I. Why don't I just shut him down?

Ben: Hey, Jerk-asaur! You're a loser! Ha! You see that? Hero Time!

Rath: Oh, yeah! Let's cause some pain!

White Knight: Wait! Not while they're linked!

Rath: Oh, you did not just stop me!

Alpha: The power you hold is impressive.

Rex: You mean the power to kick your butt?

Alpha: The power to create machines. You are not worthy of such a gift. The Omega nanite is mine.

Rath: Aaah! Take this and this! What do you think of what?!

[Alpha-Omega roars]

Alpha: I misguided to place my trust in a father that did not want me. I never needed him. I simply needed the energy and means to do what I have always done-- Evolve.

Ben: You okay?

Rex: No. Definitely not okay. It took my Omega nanite, and I think I know what I wants.

Alpha: Behold, organics... The beginning and the end of all things. I am Alpha-Omega. This is the twilight of humanity. Alpha-Omega destroys all.

[Alpha-Omega roars]

Rex: Holiday, are you seeing this?

Dr. Holiday: Unfortunately, yes. We're not looking at random destruction. Alpha is synthesizing the matter around him to build his own nanite.

Rex: Thanks to my Omega nanite!

Dr. Holiday: This isn't your fault, Rex.

Rex: Sure feels like it. I woke up this morning on top of the world. Now I'm about to witness the end of it. Six was right.

Ben: I don't think this is how it was meant to play out. I've seen what you can do.

Rex: My most powerful builds came from the Omega nanite. A lot of people are going to get hurt, and I can't stop it. What happens when the best you can do just... isn't enough?

Ben: You get an Upgrade.

Rex: Weren't you listening? Alpha has the Omega.

Ben: I'm not talking about a nanite.

[Transforms into Upgrade]

Rex: Hey! What are you-- [Upgrade merges with Rex] Whoa! Okay. That feels weird. [Upgrade covers Rex's body like a suit] Whoa! What supposed to happen now? [Upgrade's head appears on Rex's left shoulder] Aah! Ohh! Don't do that! You're freaking me out!

Upgrade: Build something!

Rex: [Builds a Smack Arm, which is modified by Upgrade] Sa-weet! So, what's the plan?

Upgrade: You build stuff, I make it better, fight, fight, fight, we win!

Rex: Works for me! [Rex builds a Boogie Pack and blasts off] WHOO-HOO!

[Alpha-Omega roars]

Rex: Ye-e-e-ah!

Upgrade: Nice shot, Rex! Run, run, run, run, run, run, run!

[Alpha-Omega screams]

[Alpha-Omega roars]

Rex and Ben: Aah! Oof!

[Rex and Ben groaning]

Rex: We need a direct hit on the Alpha.

Ben: More insults? I've got a good one.

Rex: I've got an idea, but you have to trust me. When I fire, you've got to make your roly-poly thing.

Ben: You're not thinking of--

Rex: Yup.

Ben: Isn't that dangerous?

Rex: Probably.

Ben: On three?

Rex: I've officially decided I like you, monster guy.

Ben: Same here, robot kid. One--

Rex: Two-- Three!

[Alpha-Omega roars]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: WOO-HOO! Yeah! Oh, yeah! He shoots! He scores! WHOO! And the crowd goes wild!

[Rex imitates crowd cheering]

Rex: Whoa, there, little nanite brothers. Where do you think you're going? Alpha's not the only one who can tell you what to do.

Ben: Isn't your Omega Nanite going to be in there, too?

Caesar: I'll handle that. Where are you, little guy? Got it! Look! It worked!

Ben: And that, my friend, is how you save the world.

Caesar: Very clever, little brother. The density of this sphere is over thirty grams per centimeter cubed. It would be extremely difficult for Alpha to slip through the molecules of this, assuming it survived compaction. We need to get rid of it.

Rex: Caesar, wait!

Caesar: Rex, I wasn't fully able to repair the Void gun. I'm not sure how long my repairs will hold before it discharges. We only get one shot at this, and we have to do it fast. It's now or never, Rex.

Rex: How are you going to carry it? That thing must weigh ten tons!

Ben: I'm not going to carry it.

Upchuck: Let's do this again someday.

[Upchuck munching]

[Upchuck gulping]

Rex: Wow! That's just-- Wow! Six?

Bobo: He's gone.

Rex: [Weakly] Gone?

Bobo: To the little ninja's room.

Dr. Holiday: He's going to be fine, Rex.

Rex: He is?! All right! Yes! Oh, man, I knew it! I knew the whole time!

[Rex laughs]

Rex: I mean... cool. I'm glad you're alive!

Six: Me too.

Rex: I was so scared, Six. I've never done anything so hard in all my life. I really thought the world was going to end, And then I totally kicked butt!

Six: I hear you had a little help.

Rex: Yeah, when his monster watch wasn't conked out. Ben was a cool kid. I wonder if I'll ever see him again.

Dr. Holiday: With infinite dimensions, the math doesn't work in your favor, Rex.

Bobo: Math-- The enemy of all things good.

Six: Although-- The cosmos works in mysterious ways. I think certain people are meant to meet, to fight side by side, to be friends. You may see one another sooner than you think.

Dr. Holiday: Caesar?! How did you...?

Caesar: Okay. Before White Knight comes looking for me here, one last piece of unfinished business.

Rex: You're sure this is the Omega, right? I mean, you didn't grab the Alpha by mistake?

Caesar: 100% certain. Well, actually 99.998%. Nothing is 100%.

Phantom of the Soap Opera

Rex Salazar: In a world he never chose and barely understands. [Rex looks over the countryside from a cliff, jumps and lands in a snow scene] One incredibly good-looking guy fights for us all! His name? You know it, baby? Rex![jumps into a lake scene] Forget train wrecks. [punches] And car wrecks. [kicks] Nothing brings the pain like this Rex! Hyah! Unh!

[runs into city scene. EVO walks down street, Rex runs up, jumps, grabs EVO's head and tears it off. Holds it over his head in victory gesture.]

Actor in costume: Yeah, yeah, that's hilarious, kid.

Noah Nixon: Uh, any time you want to stop trying to get me fired and back to the tour.

Rex Salazar: Sorry. Got caught up in the moment.

Actor in costume: Uh, dude?

[Rex puts head back on the man in EVO costume.]

Noah Nixon: And on your left, the sound stage where they make the hit TV show "Middle School Talent Show."

[Teen girls on tour squeal and run towards it.]

Noah Nixon: It's a closed set! [Noah pulls on his hair] Come on! This is my first week as a page! I could lose my job!

Rex Salazar: I got this. [pulls girls back from stage with turbines] I just don't get girls. How can they get so--

[Rex shuddered breathing and gasps]

Rex Salazar: [notices something behind Noah, acts all excited] Huh-hu-oh-huh. Oh! "El Amor de la Pasión del Amor"? Why didn't you tell me E.A.D.L.P.D.A. was made here?!

Noah Nixon: Um, probably because I didn't really believe you actually still watch a soap opera.

Rex Salazar: It's a telenovela. The actresses are smoking hot! And I don't have cable! And-- Aw, come on, dude! Don't be a hater. [crosses arms]

Noah Nixon: Whatever. We're not going in there. They get like ten safety violations a week. No one's allowed in except crew and studio staff.

Rex Salazar: You mean like pages? [Brushes Noah's shoulder with his hand, smiling. Noah brushes his hand away.]

Noah Nixon: No way! My boss is a total butt-buster for the rules. And she is always watching. [makes binocular with his hands]

Head Page: You got that right, bub! [Rex looks behind him, and jumps away] By the way, page, you lose something? [has three girls from Noah's tour group tied up in a rope] Found these wandering over by "Middle School Talent Show."

[Noah runs over and unties them, rope falls]

Head Page: [points to her left eye] I got my one good eye on you, Nixon.

[On set of telenovela]

[Isabella crying]

Reymundo: Pensabas que yo era tu marido. ¡Pero fue una mentira! ¡Pero la verdad es que soy Reymundo, el hermano diabólico de Reynaldo!

Isabella: Yo sé, pero todavía te amo!

Rex Salazar: [standing by salad bar in cafeteria looking up at TV screen] How can anyone say that's not great?

[Man in cowboy hat tips his hat to Noah]

Rex Salazar: Whoa! Celebrities know you?

[There are drinks on their trays at this point, then in the next frame there are no drinks on their trays and they go over to get drinks.]

Noah Nixon: The only one here who even knows my name is my boss. I'm just a newb on an internship.

[Blonde girl puts her hand on Noah's shoulder and reaches across him to get a soda, walks away, looks back and gives him a finger gun.]

Blonde girl: Pshoo!

Rex Salazar: Yeah right, you just got a finger gun from TV weather lady Summer Sonnenshine.

Noah Nixon: It's the page jacket not me, if you put this thing on everyone would think you work here. Still. I gotta admit it's pretty cool.

Rex Salazar: Y'know, I didn't even know you'd applied for this. But I guess when you jump ahead in time you gotta expect some surprises...OH MY GOSH... [drops tray] It's Isabella, from El Amor del Pasion del Amor.

[Rex throws up his arms, knocks tray into Noah's chest spilling it all over his jacket]

Noah Nixon: AHHH!

Rex Salazar: I know she's even hotter in real life than she is on the...

Noah Nixon: [looks down at tray and jacket] Ohhhhh...

Rex Salazar: Okay, okay don't worry...

Head Page: [yelling at another page behind Rex] You call yourself a page!

Rex: Okay worry. [puts his fingers together]

Noah Nixon: This is a huge violation of the dress code, oh I am so fired!

Rex Salazar: No you're not. Come on, move!

[They run to a supply closet.]

Noah Nixon: I've gotta lead another tour in forty-five minutes. We can't get to a dry cleaners and back in forty-five minutes.

Rex Salazar: This is my bad, but I can fix this. [Noah panicking, rocking and hyperventilating] We just have to calm down and think. Just calm down. [Rex points at Noah] Noah, calm down!

[Rex grabs a bottle of pickles off the shelf, opens the lid and throw contents of jar at Noah's head. A pickle ends up in Noah's mouth, he spits it out.]

Noah Nixon: Not helping. [Noah, calm now and not hyperventilating and rocking, wipes pickle juice out of his eyes.]

Rex Salazar: Okay, listen we passed the wardrobe department on the tour, they've gotta have a washer and dryer right?

Noah Nixon: Uh... yeah, I guess?

Rex Salazar: Alright, good, give me your outfit and stay put, I'll take care of everything else.

[Scene change. Sign which says laundry stages commissary.]

[Rex runs towards laundry, passes stage of telenovela. Grins and stops. Looks into open door. Looks down at soiled jacket. Up at stage doorway. Walks away. Runs back and grins bigger. Walks into stage with Noah's jacket on.]

Rex Salazar: Uh--

Isabella: Finally! You are here!

[Isabella kisses Rex all over his face.]

Rex Salazar: This is happening, right? I'm not going to wake up and be making out with my pillow again am I?

Isabella: Come with me, they want to cancel us you know. That's why the studio puts us here in this place falling apart with all the accidentes.

Rex Salazar: Soap operas do not get the respect they deserve.

Isabella: You are very wise for your age. We don't even go backstage anymore. Too dangerous.

[A silhouette of a rat is seen, it squeaks]

Beatriz: Is that our page?

Rex Salazar: Uh...

[Rex falls]

Isabella: He's mine, I saw him first!

[Rex gets up and Isabella grabs him.]

Isabella: He is mine!!!

Rex Salazar: Hum?

Beatriz: Why don't we let him decide?

'[Rex is being pulled back and forth]

Isabella: You would like that wouldn't you?

Beatriz: Yes I would! Very much.

Isabella: Fine.

[Girls growl at each other and walk away.]

Rex Salazar: [grinning] Did they just cat-fight over me?

[The girls come back with lists.]

Isabella: Here is a list of what I need you to do!

Beatriz: And here's mine!

Rex Salazar: You want me to work on the show?

Beatriz: Claro que si, we haven't had a page on set in ages.

Rex Salazar: But I'm not ... [looks over the girls] ...able to think of one reason why I would pass this up.

[Screen cuts to Noah looking out the door. He sees the chief page and closes the door quickly, after that, the scene changes back to Rex carrying boxes of water with yogurt on top.]

Rex Salazar: I got your yogurt, but I couldn't find the water you wanted. So I got these.

Isabella: You are dead to me! But I will take this one. [takes yogurt]

[Rex stares in shock and drops the boxes full of water.]

[Old man walks in a dressing room, and Reynaldo comes out soon later.]

Rex Salazar: Whoa, it's Reynaldo! Uh, coffee? [offers him a mug of coffee]

Reynaldo: Gracias.

Rex Salazar: Leche?

Reynaldo: How dare you! I am lactose intolerant.

Rex Salazar: Uh, okay, didn't know that. Sugar?

[Reynaldo knocks the sugar out of his hand.]

Reynaldo: Real men take their coffee strong and hot. Are you suggesting that I am not a real man?

[Rex looks around and the phone rings.]

Noah Nixon: Rex, where are you?

Reynaldo: No phone! [Reynaldo knocks the phone out of his hand.] You will talk to me face to face. Mano a mano! [grabs Rex's jacket]

Rex Salazar: Hey wait what are you... [Reynaldo pulls Rex away from table. Stage light falls where Rex was standing] ...Oh, thanks!

[Everyone runs up to them.]

Beatriz: Not another accidente!

Isabella: [scared] Ay. Dios mio! No!

Rex Salazar: It's okay, I'm fine.

Isabella: [pushes Rex down] My jogurt!

Rex Salazar: I'd hate to be the guy that has to clean that up... [whispers to man though they look at him] Oh. [Reynaldo hands him the mop.]

Beatriz: If I didn't know better, I'd say that someone was trying to kill us.

Reynaldo: Someone is. The head of the studio is trying to kill our soap opera. That's why he put us in this accursed stage, with all these accidentes. But we... [another stage light falls and hits his head, he falls to the ground] Aahh... Por que? Ay.

[Rex looks up and sees a mongoose...runs after it...goes backstage. Sees clowns and a sign saying “Mongo”.]

Rex Salazar: Ugh! Clowns.

[The mongoose squeaks.]

Rex Salazar: Lemme guess. You're the one who's been causing all the accidents.

[Mongo growls, bears teeth]

Rex Salazar: Okay, let's say we can wrap this up quietly. Last thing I need is someone wondering why the guy in the page jacket can do this. [wraps Mongo up in the whip thing, Mongo gets tiny, escapes, growls]

Rex Salazar: Guess that explains how you've been able to hide out back here. [Mongo pulls lever cannon comes out of floor and fires at Rex. Platform falls Rex dodges. Mongo squeaks]

Rex Salazar: Can we please do this a little more quietly and with a lot less YOU trying to kill me?

[Mongo jumps into the “O” of his name on the sign.]

Rex Salazar: Wait, that's you, isn't it? You just want your job back. I can help you. [reaches in and tries to cure him Mongo runs out and traps Rex's hand]

Rex Salazar: Enough with the booby traps, I'm trying to help you. [Mongo sets off another trap]

Rex Salazar: Uh-oh. [makes big fist, weight on rope swings and hits Rex, makes noise]

Beatriz: What's going on back there?

Isabella: Where is that page? I am beginning to wonder ...HOW LONG IS IT GOING TO TAKE FOR HIM TO CLEAN UP MY JOGURT!!!!

Rex Salazar: [Getting thrown around back stage] Ouch. [gets beat up by mechanical clowns]

[Mongo cuts stars from ceiling they fall and cut Rex's jacket]

Rex Salazar: Ok, New plan-- First I smash your face, then I cure you.

[Mongo knocks over equipment]

Rex Salazar: No. [grabs equipment, Mongo jumps on his arm, punches him and he falls] Oww! Look out!

[Actors run from set, Rex falls and smashes set]

Rex Salazar: Uhh, okay here's the deal—all the accidents you've been having they were caused by an EVO backstage. It used to be a mongoose and now it wants it's old job back. [last wall of stage set falls behind him]

Beatriz: What are jou talking about?

Isabella: We just saw you ruin our set.

Reynaldo: You are trying to destroy this soap opera just like the rest of them! It is true what they say, this sound stage must be cursed for us to have such a horrible page such as you, Senior... [looks at name badge] Noah Nixon.

Rex Salazar: Whoa, wait. This isn't Noah's fault.

[Three actors gasps]

Reynaldo: [tears off his own shirt] Now you insult us by talking about yourself in the third person! Somehow we must rebuild and finish our shoot! But as soon as we do, Noah Nixon, I will have you fired!

[Workers fixing set, Rex's phone rings.]

Noah Nixon: Rex! Finally. How's the jacket?

Rex Salazar: Umm. Well, the good news is you won't notice the stain anymore. Hey uh, by the way, your page training, did it include anything about the creepy backstage in studio B?

Noah Nixon: What? Why are you--

Rex Salazar: No reason. I was just thinking, hypothetically, what would happen if I used your jacket to take a quick peek at the telenovela and ended up chasing some killer EVO mongoose? Hypothetically... Uh...Noah?

Noah Nixon: Sorry, just trying to figure out how to tell my parents I have no future.

Rex Salazar: Hey I got this. I hit a little snag. Just keep your pants on.

Noah Nixon: [sitting the maintenance closet in his underwear] Heh!

Rex Salazar: Sorry, look, you don't have anything to worry about all I have to do is catch the EVO before they finish shooting and clear my... your name.

Noah Nixon: You know what? I'm not worried. I am completely resigned to the fact that I am losing my job. [Noah hangs up on Rex. Rex hears dial tone.]

Beatriz: [to Reynaldo] You are bleeding!

Reynaldo: What I am is an actor! We must shoot this scene. We cannot let them cancel us! [moans and falls on his face crushing a chair]

Beatriz: You cannot go on.

Isabella: If only there were someone else here who knows our show, is fluent in Spanish, and will do a scene in which he kisses me.

Rex Salazar: I'll do it!!!

Reynaldo: You? The one who ruined our set and lied about the EVO? I'd rather die! But then, my life will surely end if the show is canceled, so maybe... But no! It's impossible. But yet, what is more impossible than a dream. Nothing means more than my dream of saving this telenovela!

Rex Salazar: So, is that a--

Reynaldo: Si. You will be our savior. And then I will have you fired. Accion!

[Rex is dressed as Reynaldo. Takes Isabella in his arms and looks deep into her eyes, smiles..then turns away, sees Mongo and gasps. Isabella pulls his face back to her and puckers for a kiss. Mongo squeaks and runs out the door and Rex turns his eyes towards it.]

Rex Salazar: [thinking] Okay no kiss, but you're gonna save Noah's job! [groans] Nope. Doesn't make it any better. [Runs out Isabelle runs after him, trips on his wig and falls to the ground gasping, reaching after him]

Rex Salazar: [makes Rex Ride to chase Mongo down alley. Runs into a set. Falls] Where'd you go?

Guy in suit: You! Page! Take this script to post, pronto.

Rex Salazar: Hey wait, I'm not--

Guy in suit: Oh? You're not going to do it? Are you talking back to me Mr.... Nixon?

Rex Salazar: No. Mr. Nixon is not definitely not talking back to whoever you are. [takes script, leaves]

Guy in suit: Nixon! [Points in the other direction of where Rex was going. Rex goes where he's pointing]

[Rex walks by alley hears Mongo munching garbage, sneaks up, tries to cure it. It escapes, Rex corners it in dead end alley]

Rex Salazar: Oh you're not so tough when you can't hide, are you? [Mongo growls and grows huge] Oh so you can do that too. [Mongo roars, swipes at Rex with claws]

Rex Salazar: Hey, watch the jacket. I'm in enough trouble already. [Sets down scripts. Big fists. Mongo shrinks to escape. Rex falls to the ground. Mongo gets huge again behind him, tries to stomp on Rex, Rex rolls out of the way, Mongo shrinks and runs away, Rex climbs out of hole in ground breathing heavily and falls to ground.]

Guy in suit: [walks up] Are you kidding me? You still haven't delivered that script? [Rex runs off]

Guy in suit: Nixon! [points in other direction, Rex runs that way]

[Mongo jumps off roof grows huge lands on Rex, grabs script.]

Rex Salazar: Hey, gimme that! [grabs Mongo with big fist throws him into a stage building]

[Rex looks in the hole into the stage.]

Rex Salazar: Sorry. [runs off after Mongo]

[Mongo throws him higher than the roof tops, Rex lands on big feet, Mongo tackles him. Rex lands in front of the post building, grabs remains of script out of Mongo's mouth. Mongo runs away, Rex gathers script remains and hands it to man at post door.]

Rex Salazar: I think this is for you. [runs after Mongo]

[Phone rings]

Noah Nixon: Did you catch it?

Rex Salazar: Not yet, but I delivered a script for you, well, most of it.

Noah Nixon: I am so dead.

Lady with clipboard: [grabs Rex by the collar] Noah Nixon, you're right on time for your two p.m. tour. [Gives Rex clipboard and keys]

Rex Salazar: [Driving tram with tourists] Uh, there's a building where some TV shows are made and there's another one and oh great there's the giant killer EVO.

[Mongo chasing tram, Rex steps on gas. Tram goes sloooow. Mongo attacks tram. Rex lands, catches tourists with big hands, flies off on hoverboard]

Tourist: They had better special effects at my kids' school play.

[Back on soap opera stage]

Reynaldo: I need a bigger reaction from you. Bigger!

[Rex crashes through ceiling with Mongo hanging on the bottom of his hoverboard, heading towards Isabella.]

[Isabella screams and covers head, Mongo crashes into set]

Reynaldo: Yes! That's it exactly!

[Mongo growls]

Rex Salazar: Be careful or you're gonna get the hand. [big fists with right hand. Mongo jumps at him, Rex grins and raises his left hand and cures Mongo. Mongo lays on ground cute and unconscious.]

Rex Salazar: That's not the hand I meant.

[Actors, stunned, applaud]

[Rex picks up Mongo.]

Reynaldo: You are a good page, Noah Nixon.

[Mongo wakes up runs around on Rex and perches on his shoulder cutely.]

[At supply closet with Noah, Rex walks in holding torn up jacket]

Noah Nixon: Oh, my jacket! [Cuddles jacket, then holds it up and glares at Rex through the hole in it. Rex grins guiltily.]

[Head Page walks in, Noah hides jacket, then realizes he is in underwear and tries to hide himself behind jacket.]

Head Page: I got a dozen calls from all over the lot about you, Nixon. I don't know what you were thinking. [He sits down, sweat runs down his face, he closes his eyes, frowns, runs head away. Head page grabs him and hugs him.]

Head Page: I'm proud of you, kiddo! It took me sixty seven years to make chief page. I bet you'll get the job in half that time. [Noah stands up holding jacket in front of him. Rex and Noah look puzzled Head Page walks to door, turns back]

Head Page: Oh and them soap opera fellas, eh, they got a special reward for you. [they look at each other with puzzled frowns]

[Telenovela stage, Noah dressed as Reynaldo. Isabella kisses him.]

Reynaldo: And cut! You look differante than you did before, Noah Nixon. [Noah looks up at his blond eyebrows and takes off the wig and mustache. Smiles at Reynaldo. Reynaldo looks at him thoughtfully.]

Reynaldo: I can see you've been to makeup. Good you finally look like a real man! [Noah smiles.]

Rex Salazar: [peeking in from backstage, makes a jealous face as Noah is laughing together with the actors.] It's okay, it's okay. You're a good friend, you're a good friend.

Guy in suit: You! Quit talking to yourself and get me some coffee! [Rex runs off] Nixon!

[Mongo looking down from rafters]

Riddle of the Sphinx

Egyptian Guide: They uncovered the tunnel during routine sewer work. No one has set foot in here in over 3.500 years.

Dr. Holiday: Providence doesn't work the location yet?

Egyptian Guide: [laughs] The antiquities comission does not like this Black Knight. They keep her busy with much paperwork.

Dr. Holiday: The maze looks like it extends for miles. They do that to keep looters out?

Egyptian Guide: Or to keep something in.

Dr. Holiday: Anything that was trapped in here couldn't be alive after all this time.

Egyptian Guide: I-I-I must go.

Dr. Holiday:: Watch out! Bobby traps.

Egyptian Guide: That's not what I'm afraid of.

Bobo: It's only been a few days since we heard from Holiday.

Six: Something's wrong.

Bobo: Maybe she wanted a vacation from you clowns. "Something's wrong."

[Bobo grunts]

Rex: Providence! She in is trouble.

Six: Black Knight. And she has your better half.

Bobo: I'm predictin' an awkward situation.

Black Knight: Hello, Rex. If you came for your friend, I'll have to disappoint you.

Rex: That hairy creep? You can keep the traitor. Hey! My faithful guide, why don't you go away while we discuss business?

Bobo: It's me, you dopey tin can! Beat it! Or the boss lady's gonna get wise to our little switcheroo.

Rex: What's the campout for?

Black Knight: Routine scientific research.

Rex: Look, I know Holiday was here. What'd you do with her?

Black Knight: We arrived an hour ago. The locals say Holiday unleashed a monster down in the tunnels. The situation's under control. As soon as we've secured the tunnels, I'll send a team in to see if she's still alive.

Rex: I'm going with you.

Black Knight: You're going nowhere. You quit Providence. Unless you're recosindering?

Rex: Come on, guide. Holiday's in those tunnels. But Black Knight has a whole battalion of Providence goons guarding the entrance.

Six: I figured she'd be no help. That's why I found someone who knows a back way in.

Egyptian Cooker: The Kushari is healthy. For the stomach, good.

Rex: Enough about the Kushari! Where's the back entrance?

Egyptian Cooker: For so young, you in such a hurry. And old cook like me, I live by selling Kushari. Why not buy some? You buy, I give you more information.

Bobo: Ah, come on. Stop bein' so stingy. Buy some more.

Six: Where's the back entrance?

Egyptian Cooker: The sewer man-- They came to fix a leak. They found the tunnel to the entrance in my basement.

Bobo: Mmm!

Rex: Way cool! Maybe we'll see some mummies!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Tell us where Holiday is!

Dr. Holiday: Where do you think I am?

Six: Holiday!

Bobo: So, what's with the halloween get up, doc?

Dr. Holiday: I found it in one of the chambers. Scares off the curious. I need to get to the bottom of all this before Black Knight.

Rex: The bottom of what? This is all ancient history?

Dr. Holiday: You can this ancient history?

Rex: That looks like a nanite!

Dr. Holiday: That's because it is a nanite.

Six: How could they have knowledge back then?

Rex: Aliens! Like the ones that built the pyramids.

Dr. Holiday: None of this is more advanced that the 21st century. It's not aliens. I think the answers lie behind this door. But I can't figure out how to open it.

Rex: Open the door? No problem, Doc!

Dr. Holiday: Stop! This whole place is booby-trapped. We open this wrong, they'll bring the tunnels down on us.

Rex: If there's a wrong way to open it, then that means there's a right way, too. Maybe the nanite picture is a clue. The whole thing is rigged like one. Told you-- No prob. Whoa, mumies.

Bobo: What are you lookin' at, beautiful?

Rex: Ha! Awesome! I'd love to see the look on Knight's face when she finds out we've beat her here.

Black Knight: Then let me step a little closer so you can see.

Six: How'd you find us?

Black Knight: Your mole helped me.

Bobo: Sorry, pal.

Black Knight: I should have known better. It's old junk from the dead.

[Black Knight gasps]

Guranset: Gharun Set is not dead.

Rex: Put her down!

Black Knight: This isn't the time for violence. Our host has forgotten his manners. I presume he hasn't had guests in a long time.

Guranset: Almost an eternity. Gharun Set said has waited for his release. Awaken this cursed prison through the ages.

Black Knight: You speak English. That is interesting. Who taught your own language, Gharun Set?

Guranset: I was taught by the great father.

Black Knight: Father? What did he look me?

Guranset: He is dead-- As all of you soon shall be!

Black Knight: Now's the time for violence.

Guranset: Aah!

Black Knight: A nanite disrupter. Something I had your brother's lab whip up. It's quite lethal.

Rex: Looks like the lab forgot to tell him that.

Guranset: The boy controls the engines of life? It can't be. I laid low the armies of six kingdoms, swordsman. You think your tiny blades can stop me?

Rex: Try this one for size!

Dr. Holiday: Rex!

Rex: Huh?

Dr. Holiday: His staff is a nanite disrupter. Get it away from him.

Rex: Easier said than done!

Guranset: Haah!

Rex: Oh, mummies!

Bobo: Yeah, yeah, you got your mummies. I hope you're happy!

Six: Rex! We can handle this! He's getting away!

Guranset: One last trap to keep me imprisoned, father. Nothing will keep me from my destiny! You serve his plan, child, and don't even know it.

Rex: Everybody talk weird in ancient Egypt, or it is just your special thing? Uh... are they supposed to do that?

[Rex sighs]

Guranset: Finally! I am free!

Six: These EVO's won't say dead.

Bobo: Their breath stinks, too! Ah, boy!

Dr. Holiday: You could thank me for saving your life.

Black Knight: Dr. Holiday, our lives are not safe yet.

Guranset: I am not alone. Together, we shall reconquer this land, and then.. the world!

Rex: Uh, I think the sun's baked him loopy. You can't reanimate that. It's a statue.

Guranset: This is not statue, child. It is a tomb. Arise, my mighty steed. Arise, my sphinx!

Rex: Providence, this is Rex. You may want to evacuate Cairo.

Guranset: This city is a blight upon my kingdom. All shall be as it once was.

Rex: I'm warning you, Gharun Set-- I don't want to have to get rough with you. Step off the pussycat.

Guranset: You presume to tell a pharaoph what to do. Be gone!

Six: Holiday. There's something I want to tell you before it's too late.

Bobo: Ugh. Hold still! Oh, no.

Dr. Holiday: All of them. Like the nanites keeping them alive... self-destructed? I'm sorry. What were you going to say?

Six: Holiday... I, uh...

Dr. Holiday: Hold that thought.

Bobo: What's it gonna be, the kooky chicks or we go help Rex save the world?

Six: Rex probably has this under control. Holiday needs my-- our help.

Bobo: Yeah, I can't resist a good catfight either.

Rex: Let me handle! This it's too dangerous!

Pilot: Black Knight, target sighted. It's riding a 50-foot-tall house cat. Please advise.

Black Knight: Do not harm. Contain and capture. We need that specimen.

[Black Knight gasps]

Black Knight: Pilot disregard. Last order. Target no longer needed. Destroy. Repeat-- Destroy.

Pilot: You're with the lady. Lock and load.

Rex: Huh? Whoa! Get out of here! I don't know what he's up to, but it's not good.

Garunset: Behold the majesty of my dream. My kingdom! My paradise!

Rex: Whoa!

Dr. Holiday: What is this place?

Black Knight: It's the stuff of legends. The fabled hall of records which lay hidden beneath where the sphinx once was.

Bobo: "Was"?

Dr. Holiday: This can't be! That's the helix splitter. And that looks like a nano-flux inducer. Caesar built the first prototype of one last year.

Black Knight: I can't let you touch any of this. It's too unstable with age. When you blundered in the tomb, you set off a safeguard. Someone thought this room too dangerous for the world to know about.

Bobo: Agreed. Let's scram!

Dr. Holiday: We can't! Don't you know what this means to science? The knowledge in here is invaluable. It cannot be lost-- Again!

Black Knight: It won't be! Now that we know where it is, we can dig it out later. We will study it. I promise you that.

Six: Holiday. Let it go.

Guranset: As father promised-- I will rule forever.

Rex: Forever is gonna be shorter than you think.

Guranset: No! Nooooo!

Rex: Aw, come on! I didn't hit you that hard!

[Guranset gasps]

Rex: What's happening to you?

[Guranset gasps]

Guranset: Aaaaaaaaah!

[Guranset grunts]

Guranset: Do not touch your pharaoh.

Rex: You need help. Your nanites are dying of old age-- I think. It's like starting an old car. Uh, o-or a camel. Let me help you. I can fix your nanites, and then maybe--

Guranset: Lies!

Rex: You're in a strange time, a strange place. We have science, machines. We can help you. Trust us.

Guranset: Like you trust the woman you call Black Knight? I see now this is a world of lies. You and I have no place in it. Father told me of you... Rex.

Rex: What? How do you know my--

Guranset: I would have helped the world. Ended the hunger, the wars. But now he will return. Avenge me. [Echoing] I see now this is a world of lies. You and I have no place in it.

---

Black Knight: You wanted something?

Dr. Holiday: The hall of records-- You can't keep it a secret. It must be studied. That hall--

Black Knight: What hall?

Rex: Why'd you do that?! Holiday said--

Black Knight: Some secrets are best left buried under the sands, Rex.

[Dr. Holiday grunts]

Black Knight: Gentleman. Dr. Holiday.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: Six, what'd you want to tell me back in the tomb?

Six: It can wait.

Rex: Don't wait too long.

Dr. Holiday: All those priceless artifacts. And we still don't know who created Gharun Set.

Guy vs. Guy

[Rex moans]

[Rex shouts]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Huh?

[Noah laughs]

Noah: WHOO! Oh, yeah!

Rex: Noah?

Noah: Gotcha!

Rex: This means war.

Noah: Hey, tanner! What's up, Chris? Noelle, how's it going? You'll have to do better than that, Rex.

Rex: I'm gonna get you, Noah. That's a promise.

Noah: Aren't you forgetting something?

Rex: Aah!

Noah: Gotcha! Rex, I'm prank master supreme. Save yourself some pain and admit defeat.

Rex: Never! I will get you!

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Oh, no. Aah!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: You're not the only one with Smack Hands. Gotcha!" Ugh!

[Rex growls]

[Rex grunts]

Rex: How'd he even get in here?

[Bobo belches]

Rex: How could you let him in here? You're conspiring with the enemy!

Bobo: Mm. Meh, Bribed me. And I needed a laugh. If you really want to get back at the kid, you'll need my help.

Rex: How could I trust you after you betrayed me to Noah like this? Forget it.

Bobo: Your loss. I've been banned from six asian countries for some of the pranks I've pulled. It's a delicate art, requiring skills, daring, and a cold, unforgiving heart. You need my help.

Rex: I gotta do this on my own.

[Rex sighs]

Rex: Look, Bobo. Noah's better than me at just about everything.

Bobo: When was the last time he turned himself into a motorcycle?

Rex: He's smarter than me. He's more popular than me. You know that I've never made a basket when I've played hoops against him?

Bobo: So? I've never been able to run without my knuckles draggin'. What's the big deal?

Rex: I just want to beat him at something! It wouldn't be as bad if he wasn't so smug about everything.

Bobo: And now he's started a prank war that you can't win.

Rex: Um-- [Chuckles] Actually--

[Rex laughs]

Rex: Gotcha! Oh! [Grunts]

Noah: Very funny, but you have no idea what you started.

Bobo: Heh heh. Don't you watch movies? All those little blond kids are evil. You don't stand a chance.

Rex: Whoa! [Grunts]

[Bobo groans]

Rex: I don't know what Providence was thinking. This EVO is a threat.

Dr. Holiday: We're picking up reports like this all over the country. They think they can just tame them and set them free.

Rex: Hah! Huh?

Bobo: Heh. Maybe Noah could do a better job fighting EVOs, too, huh?

[Noah laughs]

Rex: AAAAH! That, ladies and gentlemen, is what I do best! Whoa!

Noah: Gotcha! Hope you like maple. Now, that's how you throw a water balloon. We're even.

[Bobo laughs]

Bobo: That's good.

Rex: We're so not even. We're so not even! Ouch!

Bobo: That'll never work.

Rex: It's totally going to work. You don't even know. Huh?!

Bobo: Why are you so jumpy? Noah called a truce.

Rex: Well, I didn't accept it, and I'm not jumpy.

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Get down! Look! You're going down, Noah.

Bobo: It's not gonna work. Ow.

Rex: Almost perfect. This is actually going to work! It's not going to work. Okay. How do I make him pay?

Bobo: Oh, sure. Now you come to me. I'm not even sure if you can handle my kind of prank. Where I go, it's not for the faint of heart.

Rex: No, that's perfect! I'm practically begging you!

Bobo: Give me one good reason. WAAAH!

[Bobo sputters]

[Noah laughs]

[Bobo groans]

Bobo: Okay. I'm in. Pranking is an art form, but it is also a sport. Like any sport, lots of people play, but only a few truly master it. I have created the greatest pranks in the history of the world-- The carpet bomb, the feline freak-out, the White House outhouse! And this will top them all!

Rex: Finally, Noah's going to feel what it's like to be on the losing side!

Bobo: Relax, would ya? You get too excited, you'll blow for the both of us!

Rex: We gotta do something fast, or he's gonna keep getting me.

Bobo: Let him. Take one for the team if you have to. This is all about the big finish. And it's gonna be big. We must observe. Watch his every move. Then we pick the right kind to strike. Get going. Start spying on him. Find out every detail you can. It's P-Day.

Rex: Yeah. Prank day!

Bobo: No, I gotta go to little chimp's room.

Rex: Ugh! Oh, hey, Noah! I gotta warn you, I'm feeling unstoppable today.

Noah: Yeah, about that. Uh, sorry, but I can't shoot around today.

Rex: Is this a prank? I'm not gonna fall for it.

Noah: What? No. I just have a date with Claire tonight. Sort of came up last minute. I'm sorry.

Rex: Really? I mean, uh, bummer. Have a good time on your date, I guess.

Noah: Oh, no. No, not tonight, Rex. Claire is off-limits. Temporary truce.

Rex: Fine. But-- That doesn't mean I'm letting you off easy. You can call it off for tonight, Bobo. Noah's got a date with Claire.

Bobo: Call it off? This is a perfect time to strike! Well done, my apprentice.

Rex: I made a promise.

Bobo: You're the one who wanted to dance with the devil, kid. Now put on your boogie shoes and prepare to be amazed. I did a little digging while you were gone and found this-- The most humiliating picture of Noah ever taken.

Rex: Um, I'm not sure this picture is embarrassing.

Bobo: Are you doubting the king?

Rex: Uh-huh.

Bobo: There's a list of bush league pranks you're gonna pull on Noah before his date.

Rex: These make even my gags look good. Literally!

Bobo: That's the plan. We need to lull Noah into a false sense of security. We'll win this war. It's just gonna take a little more pain and humiliation on your part.

[Noah whistles]

Noah: Rex, come out. I know you're in there.

Rex: I know what you're gonna say, Noah. Here, have some gum as a peace offering.

Noah: Like I'd fall for that. Seriously, Rex. I need you to give it a rest, at least for tonight. I want my date to be perfect.

Rex: I understand. Tonight will be perfect.

[Bobo grunting]

Bobo: Come on.

Rex: Bobo?

Bobo: You are beautiful.

Rex: Uh, where'd you get all the stuff to build it?

Bobo: Hey, trade secret. You don't want to know anyway. It's the sausage-making part of pranking.

Rex: Bobo--

Bobo: Okay, fine. I took some stuff from the lab. No big deal. Now, help me move this. It's time to put the plan into action.

Rex: Bobo, what is the plan?

Bobo: Noah and Claire will arrive at the restaurant only to find it closed for health-code violation.

Rex: But what about his plan "B"? Noah always has a backup plan.

Bobo: Got it covered. The roads around town are all suddenly under construction.

Rex: So, they'll have to walk. Big deal.

Bobo: It is a big deal.

Rex: They'll be walking right through a gauntlet of giant electronic billboards. And it actually worked!

Bobo: Of course it worked. I'm the king. Help me with these cables.

Rex: Not until you tell me what the rest of the plan is.

Bobo: See those screens?

Rex: Kinda hard not to.

Bobo: Imagine this-- Up there, in front of her.

Rex: This isn't going to work. This isn't the kind of thing that bothers Noah, like, at all.

Bobo: Just trust me. All we have to do now is sit back and wait. The machine is powering up, but when it's ready-- Oh-- Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho!

[Bobo laughs evilly]

Rex: Hey, doc.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, have you seen Bobo? I saw him sneaking around the lab earlier, and now I can't find some equipment.

Rex: What-- Kind of equipment?

Dr. Holiday: Among other things, the magnetic containment pod. It's holding some pretty rare radioactive material. If even a small amount is exposed to oxygen, it could ionize the local atmosphere.

Rex: And-- That's bad?

Dr. Holiday: It is if you're planning on living anywhere near it for the next five hundred years.

Rex: Well, if I see it, I'll make sure you get it back. Bobo! What's that cylinder? Is it the magnetic containment pod?

Bobo: Maybe.

Rex: Shut down the machine, Bobo. Now!

Bobo: All right, all right, relax.

Rex: It didn't work! Once it loses power, the material will contact oxygen, and then--

Bobo: Catastrophe? Oh, boy.

Rex: It's not working. My nanites can't communicate with it. The radiation must be blocking them. We've-- Destroyed the world. Great prank.

Bobo: Would you relax? We'll figure something out.

Rex: Really? What? Duck and cover? This is bad. I'm calling Holiday.

Bobo: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up there. We call Holiday, both of us are in deep chimp chips.

Rex: Well, at least let's get these people out of here.

Bobo: Wouldn't make a difference. All we need to do is disconnect the billboard. That'll stop the power drain. Trust me.

Rex: Well, that could work, if I'm fast enough. I won't call Holiday yet, but we do need some help.

Noah: He thinks I've never noticed, but it's still pretty funny. I mean, he never makes a basket!

[Noah gasps]

Rex: Hey, Noah. Hi, Claire.

Noah: Dude! Not cool! We had a deal.

Rex: It's not a prank, Noah. Well, at least not anymore. See, we were going to prank you, but our machines sort of malfunctioned, and if we don't stop it, it's going to destroy the city.

Noah: And now you need my help. What kind of prank would lead to this?

Rex: Well, we wanted to put an embarrassing picture of you up on all these billboards. Now, we need to go around and disconnect all of them.

Noah: Wait. What picture?

[Noah laughs]

'Noah: You realize Claire took this, right?

Rex: I'm going to kill that monkey. I really am. But let's save the world first. All I wanted was to be better than Noah at something, and you had to make it so big it was bound to fail.

Bobo: You were the one who begged me for help.

Rex: "Practically" begged. And now, I need Noah's help with this! Thanks for making him better than something else, Bobo! Whoa!

Bobo: One down, about fifty to go.

Rex: 50?!

Bobo: Go big and go home, baby.

[Bobo grunting]

Rex: All I'm saying is that if you hadn't insisted on proving that you were the king of pranks, none of this would have happened!

Bobo: Wouldn't have mattered if you weren't useless at pranking!

Rex: That's it. I'm calling Holiday! Holiday, we're in trouble. Bobo stole that containment cylinder as part of a prank, and now we can't shut it down. What can we do?

Dr. Holiday: Hug your monkey and say goodbye. You're too late.

Rex: We're too late.

Bobo: Rex? Run.

Rex: Whoa! Aaah! Huh? It didn't-- It's not going to--

[Noah laughs]

Rex: What just happened?

Noah: I did what you should have done from the start. I called Holiday, and she told me how to rewire your device so the battery wouldn't fail. Then we figured out how to broadcast the billboard's images all over the world.

Bobo: Wah!

Rex: Hug my monkey?

Dr. Holiday: Never take anything from my lab again. Nice video, by the way. Gotcha.

Bobo: Noah, you are indeed the king of pranks. You have proven your supreme dominance above all others. I pale in comparison. I bow before your awesome might.

Noah: Claire, wait! We can still go to dinner!

[Rex and Bobo laughs]

Rex: So, I'm not the greatest prankster in the world.

Bobo: That's puttin' it mildly.

Rex: But, so what? Someday I'll be better than Noah at something.

Bobo: Maybe.

[Rex laughs]

Rex: Oh, the old exploding-orange gag! I can't believe you fell for it! I got you! Who's the king of pranks now? Gotcha! Gotcha! Gotcha!

Bobo: It's on.

Rex: Now, Bobo, come on. It was just a joke. Gotta go.

Double Vision

[The episode starts as a butterfly flies through plants in a flower shop. Suddenly, Rex is thrown into the shop window, making nearby civilians run away. Rex gets up and looks out of the broken glass, seeing a beastly plant EVO, a few people watching, and Agent Six slashing his swords around to evade the EVO's tentacles.]

Rex: [Pants and brushes leaves off his sleeve and puts on goggles.] Not bad!

[Uses the Punk Busters to jump out of the shop and generates his Smack Hands to uppercut the EVO, causing it to crash into a nearby building.] But I'm better!

[The EVO gets out of the glass windows and roars, attacking Agent Six.]

Agent Six: [Cuts off a tentacle and walks towards Rex.] Talk is cheap, Rex. Prove it.

Rex: [Generating the Smack Hands.] No problemo.

[The EVO rushes towards Rex, unfortunately, Rex grabs it and slams it onto the ground. A random girl is driving up the road on a moped. However, she is stopped as the EVO blocks the path.]

Rex: [Putting his hands up to assure the girl.] Nothing to worry about, I've got this handled. [Turns to EVO, whom is still on the floor.] Okay big guy, say adiós to those nasty nanites.

Rex: [Rex kneels down to cure the EVO, flowers spout out of the EVO] Aw, for me? Does this mean we're dating?

[Suddenly, the flowers shoot out some goo into Rex's face, making him slam onto the floor, a crowd forms around the battle.]

Rex: [Yelps while getting up and pulls his goggles off and wipes the goo off his face.] Oh, that's better. [He gives his goggles to the random female on the moped] Hey! Watch these for me. [Runs back into battle and generates the Punk Busters and kicks the blacked out EVO over a building.] Goal! Hey thanks for holding onto my...huh?...

[Rex turns around to see the girl missing from the crowd. Deforming his Punk Busters, he spots the girl riding away on her moped. She turns to look back at Rex, appearing to have on his goggles.]

Rex: Goggles!

[Rex puts one of his hands up to signal for her to wait, but the EVO returns and wraps its tentacle around Rex's neck. The EVO twists Rex in mid-air in the sky for a minute before slamming him onto the cement. Rex gets up and sees the goggle girl riding away out of sight.]

Rex: Hey! You've got my...ungh...goggles... Aah! Ungh! Did you see that girl?! She stole my goggles!

Agent Six: Priorities, Rex.

Rex: They are my priority, Six. I can pound EVOs any day. Those goggles are-- Ah, great. Who invited her?

Black Knight: Stand down, gentlemen. We've got this covered.

Rex: We don't need any help. Whoa! Whoa! Ungh!

Black Knight: Obviously. Control collar-- Now. We'll take it from here.

Rex: Take it from whe-e-re?! I've already got this under contro-o-o-o-l! Whoa! Ugh! Let me try to cure it.

Black Knight: The new Providence protocol is to confine, constrain and control. If curing is an option, it will be considered-- At my discretion.

Rex: Control? I can cure it now and end this.

Black Knight: The offer still stands. If you want to come back to Providence, you can continue your mission.

Rex: I have my mission!

Black Knight: Curing every EVO on Earth isn't a mission, Rex. It's an impossibility.

Rex: Watch me.

Black Knight: Everybody back! Contain those seedlings!

Rex: You just made it worse! Now I've got to clean up your mess. Starting with this guy. See? Fearing works!

Black Knight: It was your actions that exacerbated this situation. I want full containment and control over those seedlings. Move out-- Now.

Agent Six: While you were arguing, Holiday found another sprout. Let's go deal with that before Providence does.

Rex: But-- My goggles!

Agent Six: Focus, Rex. We've got work to do.

Rex: Nice work!

Agent Six: Drop in the bucket. Look below.

Rex: Wow. And I thought I'd be able to knock off early today.

Dr. Holiday: On the contrary, Rex. By overlaying current worldwide wind patterns on top of international population centers, we're looking at total global infestation within thirty-eight hours.

Bobo: Ooh, that's a lot of roughage.

Dr. Holiday: I need to get in the field and obtain some live samples. Bobo and I will meet you at the rendezvous point in the mobile command center.

Rex: Okay, doc. We're almost there. Hey! It's that girl! Wh-o-o-o-oa!

Agent Six: What's gotten into you, Rex?

Rex: My goggles-- I can't see without them!

Agent Six: Obviously, you can see without them.

Rex: Well, yeah, but I really need them a lot of the time. Don't you remember when I first got them?

Agent Six: Actually, no.

Rex: Oh. Sorry. My bad. It was early on, when I was just learning to control my powers. Whoa!

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Aaaah! Aah! Aaaaah! Oof!

Agent Six: Horse manure.

Rex: This is exactly why I need my goggles! Hey! I thought this thing was just a sprout!

Agent Six: It's the nature of plants to grow.

Rex: Hm. Very Zen of you, Six. Well, it's the nature of me to kick EVO butt! Whoa! Oof! Yuck! This stuff really stinks!

Agent Six: All yours.

Rex: Ta-da! And for my next trick... Oh, and look who's late to the party.

Black Knight: [Entering] Alpha team, I want you to lay down suppressive fire and--

[Realizing the EVOs not there]

Black Knight: Belay that. Sit Ops, I was told we had a Class-Three EVO situation here. Where is the EVO?

Rex: [Rex hands her flowers] Sorry. This is all that's left. Six, are we good here? I've got to run.

Agent Six: I'd put those in water.

Black Knight: Unh!

Rex: Slow down! I just want to-- Ungh!

[Rex groans]

Rex: Huh? What?! No way! Hey! You've got my-- Ugh! Whoa! ...Goggles.

Dr. Holiday: You've got bigger problems than a girl on a scooter, Rex. First a flower shop, then gardening supplies. It's getting hungrier. Gentlemen, I suggest you get to the sewage-treatment plant as quickly as possible.

Rex: Huh? Why?

Agent Six: Fertilizer, Rex, as in if those sprouts chow down on that much raw nourishment, we're in some deep...

[Plant EVO bursts through a nearby wall]

Rex: ...Horse maneure. Hungry? Eat this!

Agent Six: Holiday, get to the sewage plant. We'll meet you there after we clean up.

Bobo Haha: Clean up? I'd rather make a mess! Shoulda brought my chainsaw.

Agent Six: Shoot the seedlings!

Rex: Huh? Okay, this time I'm going to--

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Hey! Wait! Aw, man! Back off!

[Rex panting]

Bobo: You went a little nuts there, buddy. I like it! But... Goggles?

Rex: That EVO interrupted before I could finish the story.

[Rex grunts]

Agent Six: Here, kid. Try these on.

Rex: Um, so I can look like a total doofus?

Agent Six: You have no idea how unique these goggles are, Rex. A reclusive weaponsmith in Zurich crafted this single pair before he turned EVO.

Rex: Really? And then what happened to him?

Agent Six: I did. He won't be crafting any more goggles.

Rex: Cool!

Agent Six: These are one-of-a-kind, Rex-- Special, for you.

Bobo: What a bunch of chimp chips! Those goggles are-- Whoa!

Rex: Wow. That is a lot of rampaging EVO.

Bobo: Yeah. Lucky holiday-- She's right in the thick of it.

Rex: Lucky?

Bobo: She gets to try out all the special modifications I made to that sweet ride.

[Dr. Holiday grunts]

Dr. Holiday: [Plant EVO has Holiday trapped inside the Mobile Command Center] Okay. Let's see how you like 10,000 volts of--

[Holiday presses a button, and music starts playing]

Dr. Holiday: Bobo's mix tape?! Who puts the stereo next to the weapons system?! One more time-- Big red button. Always go for the big red button. Unless you don't want to drain the batteries to zero.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: Bobo, your improvements could use some improvements. Rex, if you're not too busy, I'd appreciate a little assistance.

Bobo: Hey, ain't that your girlfriend?

Agent Six: She can take care of herself, right, Rex?

Rex: Right-- For now.

[Dr. Holiday gasps]

Dr. Holiday: That's more like it. Ungh! Fine! Let's see how you like this! I don't know what you just did, Rex, but thanks. Rex?

Black Knight: I admit our last encounter didn't end well, but I think we need to work together on this one.

Rex: You want to work together? We left Providence, remember?

Black Knight: Rex--

Rex: What happened to "stay out of my way"?

Black Knight: Rex!

Rex: So now when you need somebody to take out your trash, you can just forget that I quit your crummy organization?

Black Knight: Yes, Rex, I can, because I don't let my emotions guide my choices. I only want what's best for Providence-- And the world.

Rex: Okay, cool. Just wanted to hear you say it. Aah!

[Rex grunting]

Dr. Holiday: Rex, the EVO is too big to cure without getting to its core.

Rex: Yeah, well, I'm not doing much good out here!

Dr. Holiday: All those vines, the seedlings, everything-- They're just puppets to the plant. Stop those nanites in the core, and you cut the strings.

Rex: On it! Huh?!

Agent Six: Watch it, Rex.

Rex: Whoa! All I want are my goggles. All I've wanted all day are my goggles, and this EVOs been blocking me over and over! Hey, Bobo, you know how to shoot one of these?

Bobo: Eh, how hard could it be?

Rex: Load me into this thing and point it right at that EVO's sweet spot. And hurry. I got better stuff to do.

Bobo: You do know that's 30,000 gallons of raw sewage you're aimin' at?

Rex: Don't remind me. Oh... Yuck! Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck!

Agent Six: Elegant solution, Rex.

Bobo: You don't smell elegant. You stink worse than me. I'm a little jealous.

Black Knight: All right, Rex. Get to work.

Rex: Work? What do you mean? I just served that vegetable!

Black Knight: You cut the strings, but you still have to fix the puppets.

Dr. Holiday: She's right, Rex.

Black Knight: You want to cure the world? Start curing.

[Rex groans]

Rex: Whoa, man, I'm beat! I don't think I can move another inch if you paid me.

[Goggle girl rides past him]

Rex: Gotta move! See ya! Hey! Stop for a second! Six, I'm really starting to think this girl's got some kind of EVO action going on-- Teleporter, speedster, something.

Goggle girl: Hey!

Rex: Huh? Six, she's not just a teleporter. She can make doubles of herself-- Multiple abilities! She's an EVO, like me!

Goggle girl: It's the skeevy guy who's been chasing me. He was chasing me, too. And me. What do you want?

Rex: You took my goggles! I want them back!

Goggle girl: Hey, Einstein, did you see our logo? That stands for "Goggle Girl", as in the delivery service. You haven't ever heard of us?

Rex: Um... No.

Goggle girl: "Nothing is cuter than a girl on a scooter." Kind of hard to miss.

[Goggle girl groans]

Goggle girl: It's the worst slogan ever.

Rex: But-- But my goggles!

Goggle girl: Part of our costume. The boss buys them in bulk, along with these cheesy wigs he makes us wear. It's kind of lame.

Rex: In bulk?! Those goggles?! But... They're one-of-a-kind! They're special! They're-- They're... I'll just go now. Nope. Nope. Definitely not.

Agent Six: I still don't know why those goggles were so important to you.

Rex: You gave to me, Six. It was the first present, the first nice thing that I remember getting since you found me. You said they were special, and that made me feel special.

Agent Six: Yes, about those goggles... Apparently, according to Bobo, I may have misled you. There was dozens of them in the Providence service bay.

Rex: I knew the story was fake, but you told it because you cared about me. That's what made them special.

Agent Six: I see.

Bobo: Hey, champ. You got a package.

Goggle girl: Sign, please.

Agent Six: It's for you. From us. Just open it.

Rex: My goggles!

Dr. Holiday: Better. We commissioned an enhanced version.

Rex: Cool! Infrared... Microscopic... Nanovision?! Thanks, you guys. You really are one-of-a-kind.

Bobo: Those are great, but these are me.

Dr. Holiday: I just need to hold on to them for a few more hours while I run a full diagnostic.

Rex: A few hours?! I just got them! Aw!

Bobo: Here-- Because I care.

Goggle girl: They actually look kinda cute.

Rex: Hey, doc! No rush!

Bobo: Ain't love grand?

Black and White

Calan: Be advised, we've got activity. Major activity. Stop right there, or we'll shoot. Don't make me do it.

Rex: Okay, I know what you're thinking, but this is totally not what it looks like.

Calan: Calan to command, tell Black Knight-- We have apprehended the intruders. Repeat, we got'em.

Rex: No! Get out of my head! Stop it! Stop! Stop with the talking! A dream. Oh, thank you! For a second, I swore that I heard his voice. It was almost like he was in the-- Room. Huh?!

White Knight: I was wondering if I was gonna have to send the monkey in with a bucket of water. But I thought, "why should he have all the fun?" Five minutes-- Situation room. Consider this your wake-up call.

Rex: Aren't you supposed to be playing dead? You're lucky Black Knight doesn't know you're here.

White Knight: Black Knight thinks what I want her to think. With the installation of the new regime, I suspected that there was more going on at providence than just this new control protocol. I decided to test my hypothesis. I needed time to operate freely without prying eyes. So I went off the grid.

Rex: And from the smell of it, you haven't changed out of your suit since then.

[Bobo sniffs]

White Knight: I've been busy. I've been tracking their operations. They involve familiar locales and even more familiar machinery.

Rex: You still use a camera with film? Do they even make that stuff anymore?

White Knight: What they don't make are machines like these. This is the wreckage of Rylander's lab.

Dr. Holiday: Are they doing what I think they're doing?

Rex: Do what?

White Knight: It appears that this new Providence is restarting the nanite program.

Rex: There is no way my brother would help restart something that nearly destroyed the world. There's got to be a good explanation. We should just ask him.

White Knight: We can't risk direct contact. We need to infiltrate Providence, download her computer banks, and assess how far along they are before we take any other actions.

Dr. Holiday: Over there.

Rex: Just saying there's more here than meets the eye. Whoa!

Six: Breaking into Providence? That's a big move, even for you. Black Knight is sure to have enhanced the security systems. We may be able to breach the perimeter defenses, but once inside, we'd be blind targets.

White Knight: You'd be right if we were playing on her board.

Six: Forgive me for doubting you.

Rex: Okay, is someone gonna tell me what these are for? This is so not going to work.

Six: Trust the plan.

Rex: Huh?

[Rex sighs]

Rex: Okay, so, maybe they worked. But how'd you get them to do it on cue?

Dr. Holiday: All a matter of timing. Assuming we get past the outer perimeter, securing the data is a completely different story. Providence encrypts all data. We need to disable multiple units before we can download anything off the mainframe. Doing that undetected is [Sighs] insane.

Rex: Finally, a voice of reason. I'm calling my brother. Took the lady with three PhDs to realize what I've been saying all along is right. Hey, that costs money! I'm over my minutes!

Dr. Holiday: How did you--This is--

Six: Doable.

Rex: Do what? What is that? A secret passage.

White Knight: When they built the tower, I had them install these-- Upper-management corridors.

Six: In the old days, they called passages like these the King's Road.

White Knight: From here, we face some unknowns. Stick to the plan. Or we could die.

Rex: What?! Me?! What about you?! Part of the plan was to do this quietly.

Calan: Stop right there, or we'll shoot.

[Dr. Holiday gasps]

Rex: Here we go. Okay, I know what you're thinking, but this is totally not what it looks like.

White Knight: Stand down, Rex.

[Calan laughs]

Calan: Welcome back, sir. We've been waiting for you.

Rex: Que, huh?

Calan: Sorry for the scare, Rex. We couldn't guarantee the Black Knight wasn't tapping our communications. It was best to keep radio silence. In any case, say hello to your man on the inside.

Providence Agent: He's got a bomb! All units, fall back, fall back!

Black Pawn: Captain Calan, do you copy? Report.

White Knight: Ready for a repeate performance?

Calan: Ready when you are, sir. Good luck, everyone. They're headed for the-- Petting Zoo.

Dr. Holiday: Here it is, just like he said.

White Knight: This is the Hive, the central nervous system of the entire complex. An electric field protects the inner chambers. We'll need the circumvent it.

Dr. Holiday: I've got an idea, but you'll have to go in partially naked. We've got eyes everywhere.

Six: Good. Knight and I will handle the encryption towers. You know what to do with this.

Rex: No sweat. I'm on it. Just have to make one quick detour. Bro? You in here? Oh, no. No, no, no!

Caesar: Rex, is that you? What brings you here?

[Six groans]

Six: Partially naked. Tower one clear. Proceed to next phase.

Dr. Holiday: Got it. Redirecting the data flow now.

Six: Anyone hear from the monkey?

Worker: Huh?!

[Workers screams]

Bobo: Offical business-- Keep your distance.

[Bobo inhales deeply]

Rex: Is that Dr. Rylander?

Caesar: It is. Well, almost. After you brought back Van Kleiss, I couldn't help but to wonder if perhaps I might do the same for him. Unfortunately, Van Kleiss was already greatly in tune with the nanites. As you can see, Dr. Rylander-- Wasn't.

Rex: Okay, whatever. Listen, I'm here on a secret mission.

Caesar: Secret?

Rex: White Knight said--

Caesar: White Knight is alive?

Rex: If you can call him that. Anyway, he says-- You might wanna sit down for this part-- That Black Knight is restarting the Nanite Program. Don't you think that's messed up?

Caesar: On the contrary. I'm in charge of it.

Dr. Holiday: Commencing download in T-minus two minutes. White Knight has infiltrated sector three. You were right. They are monitoring our movements. How'd you know?

White Knight: It's what I would do. Now start evac protocols.

Black Knight: I've torn this facility apart looking for that? When I found it, I still couldn't get to it. Bio-feed security system--- Clever. You have to be nanite-free to open it. I guessed you weren't dead. I knew if I let enough info leak about what we're doing here, you'd showed up, eventually. I'll take it.

White Knight: You can try.

Black Knight: What ever you say. You were the boss.

White Knight: That's not a Providence toy.

Black Knight: A woman is entitled her secrets, especially when those secrets keep me alive.

White Knight: Aah!

[White Knight grunts]

[Black Knight grunts]

White Knight: Ohh! What I could've done with you if I'd hired you first.

Black Knight: Don't fool yourself, White.

White Knight: Ohh, ohh, ohh!

Black Knight: You were a bandage at best. The Consortium knew that you weren't the leader for the future. Stand down, old man.

White Knight: I've got a few secrets of my own, kid. After all, this was my office. Consortium or not, it will be again.

Black Knight: Ugh!

Dr. Holiday: Be advised, they're on to us. Making for the rendezvous.

Six: I'll take my swords back now. Please.

Rex: What are you doing helping Black Knight? She's obviously the more psycho of the two knights.

Caesar: I'm not helping the Black Knight do anything. I'm trying to fix things. The day everything changed-- We never imagined what would happen when we released the nanites.

Rex: Release them?! You caused the Nanite Event?

Caesar: It was the only way we were going to save the world.

Rex: You unleashed the worst man-made disaster the world has ever seen. You've ruined countless lives! How can you say that you saved anything?!

Caesar: You weren't there-- Not in any way that mattered! If we hadn't--

Rex: Hold that thought. Here, doggy, doggy.

Six: Excessive?

Dr. Holiday: Sweet, actually.

[Providence Agents screams]

Dr. Holiday: Now you're overdoing it.

[White Knight panting]

White Knight: Are we finished here?

[White Knight screams]

White Knight: Careful, Black. Your council wouldn't be too pleased if you destroyed the very thing you're after.

Black Knight: It doesn't have to be like this, White. The Consortium may have lost faith in you, but you know my methods are right. Come back. Under my protection, who knows? There may even be a promotion in it for you.

White Knight: You would turn on your own masters?

Black Knight: For that kind of power, wouldn't you?

White Knight: You would turn on your own masters?

Black Knight: For that kind of power, wouldn't you?

White Knight: I am going to stop the Consortium. If you or Providence gets in my way, this tape goes public.

Black Knight: Wait!

Caesar: Rex, stop! You're destroying my work!

Rex: Your work is done! And so are we. I got it. Time to blow this--

Black Knight: Stand down, Rex. Face it, kiddo-- Today is not your day.

Rex: Actually, today's wednesday, and wednesday means fiesta night at the cafeteria. Getting in is going to be cake-- Very dangerous cake. Any bright ideas on how we're getting out?

Bobo: I got one word for you, kid-- Plumbing.

Rex: I got it. Time to blow this--

Bobo: Taco stand.

Providence Agent: Aah!

Bobo: Me and Van Gogh, unappreciated in our time.

Rex: All of that-- Was for that?! I've got nanites-- Billions of them!

White Knight: Not like this one, Rex. This is a Meta-Nanite, one of several. Inside it, hardwired into its design is a segment of the original Dominion Code.

Dr. Holiday: Dominion Code? I thought that was a myth.

White Knight: I can assure you, doctor, it is very real.

Rex: Uh, what?

White Knight: In layman's terms, it's the God Code. Each of these Meta-Nanites have a cipher written inside that gives them jurisdiction over different building blocks of the universe-- Matter, antimatter, gravity, magnetism. With the complete code, you can control them. And through them, you control everything.

Rex: The Consortium want to be-- Gods?

White Knight: If it wasn't for the first Nanite Event scattering the Metas across the world, they might have already succeeded.

Caesar: We had to. It was the only way we were going to save the world.

White Knight: The game has changed, people. Black Knight has been searching the globe for the other Meta-Nanites. She needs them all to complete the Master Program. As long as we're keeping her secret, she'll hold off. But sooner or later, she'll be coming for this with the full power of Providence and the Consortium at her back. So-- If you wanna move on, forget what I've told you. Now's the time.

Rex: You're not getting rid of us that easy, old man. My parents died for this. Black Knight wants war, war she gets.

Deadzone

Noah: You said it was gonna be fun. You said there'd be hot girls, great bands.

Rex: It was an honest mistake. They called it the world's largest british rock festival.

Noah: Yeah, because it was a convention for english geologists!

Rex: Okay, yes, maybe we did just drive two days for some boring science conference because I didn't actually read past the first paragraph of the website. But we did get some cool free Schwag. Look!

Noah: I've seen it. It's a pile of rocks!

Rex: No, look!

Feakins: Hey! What are you doing? Leave me alone!

Rex: Pull over.

Noah: You know that guy?

Rex: Nope. But I know an opportunity to tweak the Black Knight when I see one.

Noah: No way. I haven't showered in two days. You real haven't showered in two days. This car is not stopping until we get home. Real mature.

Rex: Just give me five minutes. I'll grab him before they even notice. Think of it this way. At least something fun will come out of this trip. Shh.

Feakins: I don't understand what you're saying, guy.

[Rex grunts]

Providence Agent: Just take a stay back, Rex. You don't know what you're messing with here.

Rex: Yeah, well, you do know what you're messing with! This! Huh?

[Rex grunting]

Rex: Hey! Who's messing with this?

Providence Agent: Anything you want to add to that smack talk?

[Rex chuckles nervously]

[Rex grunts]

Providence Agent: Let's go.

Rex: I don't know what you did to my powers, but I'd keep the hands off the jacket, if I were you. Um, on second thought, take the jacket. Thinking about a new one anyway.

Providence Agent 1: We're gonna bring him with us?

Providence Agent 2: He's harmless as long as we've got Feakins.

Rex: What's a Feakins?

Noah: Come on, Rex. You gonna stand there all night getting hugs from your old Providence buddies?

Rex: No, don't! Or, uh, you're gonna make Agent Six over there even more mad than he already is.

[Rex grunts]

Providence Agent: Move!

Feakins: Aah! What are you doing, guy?!

Noah: So, what's--

Rex: Drive! Drive!

Noah: Aah! Who is he?! What's going on?

Rex: Who are you? What's going on?

Feakins: Do either of you have a milkshake?

Providence Agent: Pull over!

[Rex, Feakins and Noah screams]

Noah: You want to get them to stop that? What happened?

Rex: Let me guess. You're Feakins.

Feakins: Yeah, and I am very queasy back here! If we don't get me a milkshake, it's not gonna be my fault if my lunch ends up all over this very nice leather seat!

Rex: Somehow he's fritzing out my powers. It's like there's a deadzone around him.

Noah: You talking about nanites or his personality?

Providence Agent: No more warnings. Pull over!

Noah: Whoa!

[Rex, Feakins and Noah screams]

[Noah gasps]

Feakins: We're not gonna make it!

Noah: Yes, we are! This is a '77! They don't make'em like this anymore! WHOO-HOO! Aah!

[Noah gasps]

Noah: That was a '77! They don't make'em anymore! My granddad's gonna kill me!

Rex: Looks like he'll have to wait in line.

[Feakins gasps]

Feakins: How great is this?! You guys were at the convention, too?

Rex: Come on! If we get out of here now, they'll spend the next couple hours looking for the car before they figure out where it went.

Feakins: So, what's your favorite geological area? I'm a proterozoic man. Of course, the hadean has its merits, too.

Noah: You couldn't take five minutes to read the whole website?

---

Noah: Thank you! I can't tell you how glad we are you're open. I just want to get cleaned up and get some sleep.

Feakins: Hold on! Pardon me, but what kind of room service does this establishment offer? What if I want a milkshake?

Rex: And that kind of brings you up to date, Doc.

Dr. Holiday: Well, that explains why you suddenly dropped of my tracking grid. The good news is, the deadzone Feakins creates means the Black Knight can't use your nanites to track you either.

Rex: Now that Feakins isn't right next to me, it's not as bad. I can still feel them. It's just that they feel all fuzzy. I bet if I put some distance between us, my powers would bounce right back.

Dr. Holiday: You cannot let him out of your sight, Rex. Don't you see why Black Knight wants him? He's the ultimate insurance against any EVO.

Rex: Not just any. Me.

Dr. Holiday: You've got to hang on to him. I'm on my way to you now.

Rex: Hey, don't worry about me. I-I may not have my powers, but I've got Noah. We can handle things until you get here.

Dr. Holiday: Just stay put and don't draw attention to yourself.

Feakins: I know this is your motel! But judging by your office, you and me got a different idea of what "clean" means! Can you believe that guy!

Rex: Yeah, the last part might be a problem, doc.

Feakins: Oh. Okay if you guys take this bed?

Noah: Providence we can deal with. It's him I'm worried about.

Black Knight: Speak.

Black Pawn: We lost them.

Black Knight: I want every asset we have in the state mobilized. Do you understand? Find them!

Noah: No way! You picked out this disguise. You wear it.

Feakins: I didn't know it was made of acrylic! You want me to have a relapse of my eczema? 'Cause it won't be pretty! I get all flaky!

Rex: Guys, the whole point of the disguises is to not attract attention.

Noah: Fine! Why do I always have to be the mature one?

Rex: Come on.

Feakins: We've only got a couple hours to get to our new rendezvous with Holiday.

Rex: Aren't you going to demand a milkshake?

Feakins: Thanks, guy.

Noah: What?! All you've done is moan about milkshakes. Because we were in a car. I don't get airsick.

Feakins: So, why would I need a milkshake? But if there's a decent sushi bar nearby--

[Noah groans]

Rex: Wait.

[Feakins sneezes]

Feakins: What? I said I was allergic to acrylic!

Rex: Hang on!

Feakins: Whoa. You gotta stop this thing.

Noah: You gotta be kidding me!

Feakins: It's not my fault I got a delicate stomach!

Rex: Ugh! This isn't even really a car!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Oh!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Those two agents on the plane are gonna call in others. We gotta go!

Noah: How are we gonna get anywhere without a car?

Rex: We've got a chance we can get on a train.

Noah: It's pitch dark. We're never gonna find the tracks before that train passes!

[Feakins laughs]

Feakins: Yeah, very funny. Come on, guy, quit joking around.

Noah: What are you talking about?

Feakins: Well, given the shale and quartz in this soil, the train tracks have to be down that way. I mean, that's just obvious stuff to rock lovers like us, am I right? I don't believe it! An entire train car filled with ice cream... And there's no blender!

Noah: So close, and yet no milkshake.

Rex: Well, I'm starved. Let's eat. We're all gonna need our strength. Cherry-Berry Chunky Nut?

Feakins: I'm allergic to ice cream.

Rex: How can you love milkshakes and be allergic to ice cream?

Noah: Do you really want to hear him answer that?

Rex: Look, I'm sorry. I know it's been a crazy day for you.

Feakins: I woke up yesterday thinking I was just a regular accountant who loved rocks... Only to discover that I'm actually this super-important guy who everyone's after because I got some kind of amazing power!

Rex: Lucky you. Move! Move! We're close. We're going to make it to Holiday.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, I can't stay here. We'll have to meet somewhere else.

Rex: I see the perfect place.

Black Knight: Let's end this game, Rex.

Rex: Black Knight?

Feakins: I don't believe it. The Black Knight works at Bob's Biscuit Barn!

Black Knight: Now that we've found you, there's nowhere to hide. It should not have taken the most advanced satellite system in the world this long to pinpoint them. The excuses can wait. Right now, I want this wrapped up.

Noah: How did Black Knight know where we were?

Rex: I don't know.

Noah: Even if you make it to the Holiday, is Black Knight just gonna find us?

Rex: I don't know!

Feakins: When are we gonna get a milkshake?!

Rex: I don't know!

Feakins: I'm in a car. It's moving. I'm getting queasy back here.

Rex: Then get out of the car!

Feakins: Aah!

Black Pawn: Be advised-- Primary target Feakins is to be recovered alive if possible.

Rex: You know how I said we don't get through this, with or without my powers? Well, it looks like I was wrong. They're after Feakins. That means "Noah" has a shot at making a break for it and getting to Holiday. Do you understand what I'm saying?

Black Pawn: Let the breakaway go. And stay on the primary target.

Rex: Huh. I guess they're not afraid of me with you standing here. Which is... Awesome!

Black Pawn: Pull up! Pull up!

Rex: Mwah! Man, have I missed you!

Noah: Guess I don't need this anymore.

Rex: I can't believe that plan actually worked.

Noah: Feakins still has to make it to Holiday.

Feakins: Oh, I'm not feeling so good.

Rex: Whoa!

Black Pawn: The primary target is unconventional. Ground units, reroute to intercept. We will cover.

Rex: We're going after Feakins! Come on!

Providence Pilot: Ground units are down. Moving to pursue a primary target.

[Rex grunts]

Black Pawn: Stay on Rex. If we don't engage him, he'll tear us apart.

Noah: Whoa!

Rex: Sit tight.

Noah: Uh, where would I go?

Rex: Mind if I borrow this?

[Rex grunts]

Noah: Rex!

[Rex grunts]

[Providence Agent screams]

Rex: Ow! Hey, watch it! I'm still a little rusty here! These guys are tough.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Aah! Hang on to me!

Noah: Aah! Whoa!

Dr. Holiday: Where's Feakins?

[Rex and Noah panting]

Rex: Oh, come on! This guy's killing me!

Noah: Maybe he'll still coming.

Dr. Holiday: We can't wait. Providence followed you here.

Feakins: What?

Rex: We got him! Let's go!

Noah: It's too late.

Black Knight: Where is my visual?

Feakins: They're just gone.

Rex: What just happened?

Dr. Holiday: It's a prototype stealth device built into the lab. That's why I had to get you in here. It was the only way to get you out of Black Knight's sight.

Noah: So, that's it?

Dr. Holiday: That's it. The good guys won.

Rex: Oh, hey, by the way, Doc, you're a big geology buff, aren't you? So, did we hook you up with the perfect safe house or what? You'll never have to worry about driving without a milkshake again.

Feakins: Oh, it's great, guy. The only problem is the gas.

Rex: Well, I'm sure we can kick in a little gas money, too.

[Feakins farting]

Feakins: Yeah, that's not what I meant.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, we can't stay.

Rex: You got that right!

Feakins: Wait. I just wanna say-- It's not easy being thrown together with someone who can be a little, well-- Difficult.

Rex: Hey-- You're not so bad.

Feakins: Me?! I was talking about you!

[Black Knight sighs]

Black Knight: Since the search for Feakins is going nowhere, we have no choice but to become much more aggressive-- With Rex.

Assault on Abysus

Diane Farrah: Through research and hard work, Providence has turned the curse of the EVO into a blessing. One that will serve mankind. Science and compassion have created a new future for all EVOs. A future filled with happiness and hope.

Black Pawn: You? Seen some EVOs pass through here?

---

• Rex and Circe finally admit their true feelings for one another. Unfortunately, there was not enough episodes to explore their romance further.

---

[Somewhere in Hong Kong, China]

Circe: Okay. They're gone.

Skywwd: For now. Get out of here, Circe. Run!

Circe: I'm not leaving you guys.

Skywwd: You can pass as human. Go-- Before Providence gets you too.

Black Pawn: The girl! She's with them!

Skwwyd: Run!

Rex: Hmm? What's up?

Circe: You're the only person I could turn to.

Rex: Circe?

Circe: I don't know. That's the hardest part.

Rex: You did what you had to do.

Circe: I left them there, Rex. Our friends. Providence has to be stopped. Someone needs to do something.

Rex: [puts his arms around Circe to comfort her] We are.

Dr. Holiday: Am I disturbing you two?

Rex: No.

Dr. Holiday: White Knight wants to talk with you.

Rex: Ugh. What's he gonna yell at me for this time?

Dr. Holiday: No, I meant Circe. He wants to talk to her.

Circe: Providence has been hunting these down, too?

White Knight: You didn't tell her about them, Rex?

Rex: I thought the Master Control Nanites were supposed to be top secret.

White Knight: She has to know if she's going to lead the mission.

Rex: Her? That was supposed to be my mission.

White Knight: It's no one's mission. It's about getting the job done.

Circe: Why me?

White Knight: Intelligence indicates that Providence has targeted a Master Control Nanite in Abysus. In Van Kleiss' old castle, to be more precise. You're the only one with the knowledge to get us in there.

Rex: I've been there before. How hard could it be? Circe, you don't have to.

Circe: If it helps stop Black Knight in Providence, I'm in.

Rex: Okay, Doc. We made it. The new power suit gave me more range, just like you said.

[Circe whistles]

Circe: Thanks, Banak. We're trying to keep a low profile. Don't tell anyone, okay?

Rex: Good thing you knew the secret whistle or we might have been rooting around forever.

[Rex chuckles]

Rex: Get it? "Root"? Uh... This can't be easy coming back here. I owe you.

Circe: Forget it. We're even. I used you in the past, now you and your friends are using me.

Rex: Is there some sort of problem between you and me?

Circe: There's nothing between you and me. Just the mission. I don't have good memories of this place. Let's just leave it at that, okay?

Rex: Fine. I'm surprised we haven't run into-- Ugh!

[Circe echoing roar]

Skalamander: Traitor! Stop her!

Circe: Aah!

Rex: Can you chill?! There's no time for this. Who's leading you now that Van Kleiss is gone? I need to speak to your leader. Figures. Biowolf, we have a problem. And... I need your help.

Biowulf: I will listen.

Rex: Great, because--

Biowulf: Only after you. earn the right-- Through combat.

[Biowulf growls]

[Rex spits]

Rex: At least Van Kleiss was civilized. Buckle up, dog boy.

Biowulf: You may speak. This nanite you want-- It's not here. None of us have seen it up in the castle or the blast source.

Rex: I didn't say up. It's down. White Knight thinks it's under the castle. Some other secure lab area.

Biowulf: The primary chamber?

Circe: It's under the castle? Van Kleiss always said it was forbidden for us to go there.

Rex: You think he remembered to tell Black Knight that? Let me take it out of here.

Biowulf: No! You're a traitor to your own kind. A lapdog to these humans. I've heard enough!

Rex: All of us will fall-- All EVOs-- If she gets it. Black Knight is worse than you know. If I don't get the nanite out of here, Providence will take it.

Biowulf: Providence! This is Abysus, the heart of the EVO world. Providence wouldn't dare.

Circe: The sentries have spotted something.

Rex: Yeah. I wonder who.

Providence Soldier: Black Knight, the assault forces are in place.

Black Knight: The field is yours. We've secured the borders. No chance White Knight and his team will get in the country to interfere.

Biowulf: The castle is surrounded.

Rex: Standard operating procedure for Providence is to secure the perimeter, then close for attack. Black Knight will have snuck forces around back.

Skalamander: How should we counter?

Rex: Easy.

Biowulf: You take your nanite. I'll decide how to deal with the invaders.

Black Pawn: Deploy the collars. Rise. Forward. Attack.

Rex: The nanite event blew away half the castle. This must have been deep enough to survive it. Huh? You hear that?

Circe: No. Hear what?

Rex: Uh... Nothing. This place would make a great rec room. Maybe a karaoke machine over there--

Circe: Van Kleiss would send volunteers down here to try and get in. None of them ever came back.

Rex: Well... That's encouraging.

Circe: What is it?

Rex: They're... I-I think they're nanites. They're following our lights. They can't see in the dark. I have a plan. Lead them back.

Circe: [concerned] Rex?

Rex: When I say "roll," roll.

Circe: What?!

Rex: Roll! Circe, sing!

[Circe uses her ultrasonic blasts on the EVOs and beams at Rex.]

[Circe echoing roar]

Rex: We always made a good team.

Circe: It won't hold them long.

Rex: You think this is why Van Kleiss always wanted me-- So I could get him in here?

Biowulf: Providence has breached the castle. We can't hold our position much longer.

Rex: Go. I'll get the Master-Control Nanite. [Notices how worried Circe is about him probably not returning] This isn't Hong Kong. I'll be okay. I'll meet up with you soon.

Biowulf: They've turned our own people against us.

Circe: Let me see what I can do.

[Circe uses her ultrasonic bursts on several collared EVOs].

[Circe echoing roar]

[Circe gasping]

Circe: So many.

Biowulf: You can't stop the ones they've collared.

Circe: I can go down trying.

[Circe echoing roar]

Black Pawn: Her sonics are disrupting the offensive.

[Circe echoing roar]

Black Pawn: Hyah! Unh!

Biowulf: If we can't defeat them, we'll take down as many as we can fighting.

Circe: This isn't one battle. It's a war. And we can't let it end here before Rex has the Master-Control Nanite.

Biowulf: What, then?

Circe: Tactical retreat.

[Circe whistles]

Rex: Huh. Dad.

Providence Soldier: Outer rooms of the castle secured.

Black Pawn: I don't need you here, Black Knight. It's only a matter of time. We will take the castle piece by piece.

[Skalamander growling]

Black Pawn: You are ours now. Down.

[Skalamander grunting]

Skalamander: Rex is here. He will make you bow to us!

Black Knight: This is all a diversion. Find Rex before he gets the Master-Control Nanite.

Black Pawn: Yes, ma'am.

Black Knight: Either you do it or I will. I'm on my way.

Rex: This place-- Rylander had the same type of lab.

Computer: Security system engaged.

Rex: No!

Computer: Intruder. Provide authorized identity or be terminated. Identify. Identify. Identify. Identify.

Rex: Aah! I'm Rex! Rex Salazar!

Computer: Salazar genetype-- Accepted.

[Rex sighs]

Rex: There you are, you little troublemaker. You're coming home with the good guys. Uhh. Weird. Uh... I don't suppose you're looking for the karaoke machine? Running into you-- What a coincidence. Come down here a lot? Whoa! Missed me.

Black Pawn: I have the nanite. Keep the boy busy while I get it to Black Knight.

Rex: No!

[Circe echoing roar]

Rex: You two sure know how to make an entrance.

Circe: The others are getting hammered by Provindence. They're barely holding them off in the dungeon.

Rex: Gee! Van Kleiss has a dungeon. What a surprise.

Biowulf: This is no joke. They might die because I came down here to save you.

Rex: I won't let them get taken. I promise you that. But I need you to let me call the shots.

[Biowulf sighs]

Biowulf: Very well.

Rex: Circ, dungeon left or right?

Circe: Left. The dungeon's the other way.

Rex: I'm not looking for the dungeon. I'm looking for the scouts.

Black Pawn: Nothing.

Rex: Well, maybe a little something.

[Circe echoing roar]

Rex: Scouts. Classic Providence tactics-- So they don't get ambushed. Uhh. What is this place?

Biowulf: The old reservoir. It goes to the river.

Rex: Perfect. [deep voice] Scout to command. West wing, reservoir-- We've found a back way onto what must be the main EVO force. It's five times the size of what you're fighting.

Black Pawn: Roger, scout. All forces, withdraw from dungeon siege. Report to west wing, reservoir. Ambush maneuver lambda.

Rex: [normal voice] Get your troops. It's bath time.

Biowulf: Now you bow to Rex!

Rex: The Providence goons are contained, Biowulf. They shouldn't be any more trouble. And I got the Master-Control Nanite. Looks like mission accomplished.

Circe: Rex, I--

[She and Rex cling to each other as the castle begins shaking.]

Black Knight: Rex, order your friends to surrender. You're all under Providence custody. I always knew it might be impossible to capture the Master-Control Nanite in the heart of the nanite infestation. So the solution was to remove it.

Circe: It's Hong Kong all over again.

Rex: No. We can fight. We'll double back and-- A-and then--

Biowulf: Go! Get the nanite out of here!

Rex: No! I promised you!

Biowulf: You were right. That nanite is more important than anyone here. Including myself. I am the leader. I give the orders. Run!

[Rex panting]

Rex: They were counting on me. I don't want to leave them.

Circe: I did what I had to do. You do what you have to. I want you to know, all this was never about me just using you.

[Circe gasps]

[Finally admits her true romantic feelings for Rex in the form of a passionate kiss. She then pushes a shocked Rex off the ledge, so he could escape; and her getting collared and captured in his stead. She smiled with tears in her eyes, with the promise that she would be okay.]

---

Rex: [burdened by Circe admitting her intense love for him and sacrifice] We all make sacrifices for the things we care about-- The people we love. But when the stakes are this high, who can we trust? What would that power do to anyone who had it? They attacked Abysus. What's stopping them from attacking us for these nanites?

White Knight: They will-- Sooner or later. That's why I want to turn the tables on them first.

Rex: You know how to do that so we survive in one piece?

White Knight: Not yet.

Remote Control

Bobo: Providence goons are thick as fleas tonight, and I know fleas.

Rex: We're gonna be late if we have to keep sneaking around.

Bobo: After you.

Skwydd: Rex must have bailed on us-- Again.

Cricket: He would never do that, Skwydd. And besides, he dad to fly all the way to Honk Kong on his own. Give him some time.

Tuck: He's here! Everything okay, Rex?

[Skwydd hissing]

Skwydd: Cricket, Tuck, this way!

[Skwydd grunts]

Skwydd: Ow. Yeah, I think I'll stick to ink.

Cricket: We need to find Rex.

Skwydd: He was supposed to find us.

Tuck: How are we gonna--

Quarry: Wrong. They'll be coming with me. Anybody got a problem with that?

[Quarry laughs]

[Quarry grunting]

Rex: Tuck? Cricket? Skwydd?

Bobo: Oh, yeah, they were here. This came out of Skwydd. Mm.

Rex: Ew! If those Providence goons hurt them, I'm gonna--

Bobo: What do you say you use a little of that aggression and get some answers, champ?

Rex: What did you do with my friends? Quarry?

Cricket: If you think we're going to thank you for getting us out of there, Quarry.

[Quarry laughs]

Quarry: I think you're going to do exactly as I say.

[Activates the mind-control collar on her neck]

Cricket: Aah!

Bobo: Occupied Hong Kong-- What a dump! Where to, chief?

Rex: I have no idea. How did he get away from Van Kleiss? How is he even alive?

[Rex sighs]

Rex: It's cool. We're not going to hurt you. What's Providence turned into? This whole city is living in fear.

Bobo: Well, we ain't gonna find my answers in this alley. I got a guide book. Ooh! A coupon for all-you-can-eat dim sum. What? A chimp's gotta eat.

Rex: Okay, let's go. But keep moving. Maybe we'll turn up a clue.

Bobo: Aw, this just breaks my heart. All that grub and no one to eat it.

Monster EVO: Can you help a fellow EVO who's down on his luck?

Rex: I can do better than that. Let me take care of this for you.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Ow!

Bobo: I wanna order some chow to go. Give me some of those chicken feet, and give me the beaks, too.

Rex: I thought that collar was supposed to make you mellow! What? Now you know Kung Fu? I don't have time for this.

Bobo: Hey, buddy. It looked like you could use some-- Hey, where'd the charity case go?

Rex: He had to leave suddenly. All yours. I need some time to think.

Bobo: More for me! Go off and think your brains out, pal. You know where to find me. Ah, this could be the start of a beautiful friendship, my beak-dealing chum. And speaking of chum--

[Bobo sniffs]

Bobo: Do I detect the delightful aroma of fish heads?

Gamer boy: Hey, kid! You like video games? Want a cool job?

Rex: I already have a cool job.

Gamer boy: This is the coolest job you'll ever have. Mr. Quarry, pays top dollar for good players and I can set you up.

Rex: Quarry? Tell me more.

Huckster: [Cockney accent] Okay, kids. Looks like we're all here, right? Let me show you around.

Quarry: What do you matter, the big fish? Time to reel him in.

Huckster: This is all state-of-the-art stuff-- Exciting, new tech. You get to play as an EVO and go on a Crown Street. How cool is that?

Rex: Hey! That looks like the EVO that jumped me.

Huckster: We model our characters from actual EVOs. This is as close to reality as you can get.

Rex: Hey! You guys! Oh, am I glad to see you! I-- Take that back. You've been collared! Let me help you!

[Skwydd hissing]

Rex: Cricket, it's me-- Rex! You used to have a crush on me!

Cricket: Ugh!

[Cricket sighs]

Cricket: Rex, I'm so sorry. I knew what I was doing, but I couldn't control it.

Rex: I'm okay, Cricket. You've been working on that jab, though, haven't you?

Cricket: They're getting away.

Rex: Let them go. They'll lead us straight to Quarry.

Cricket: "Used to have a crush"?

Rex: Infrared. Nice move. Providence Convoy. Great.

Cricket: Whoa! Aah! Ugh! Aah!

Rex: Come on, Cricket. We do this all the time. Uh, hair. Please.

Bobo: Hey, give me some more of these deep-fried shrimp heads and a bunch of those fresh spring rolls. Hey, give me the stale spring rolls while you're at it.

Female vendor: No more food! You have to go!

Cricket: I recognize this place. It's where Quarry took us after we were collared. It's probably a setup.

Rex: It's definitely a setup. You ready to go in?

Cricket: You know how collared EVOs follow kind of like a robot. with these collars, it's worse. It's like you're a remote-controlled robot.

Rex: That is a nasty hack.

Cricket: It's bad enough working for Quarry. When you have free will but this--

Rex: Skwydd! Tuck! I don't wanna hurt you.

Quarry: Glad to hear that, Rex. Your friends are very valuable to me as are you.

Rex: Like the new look- strapping.

Quarry: Let's just say I had to find a way to "keep it together" after my visit to Abyus. Just one more thing you owe me for and you know how much I like a balanced book.

Cricket: Rex! No!

Quarry: You'll be the crown jewel of my EVO army, Rex. I may just make you my own personal slave. That collar suits you, Rex. Wish I'd had one for you back in the old days-- Would've saved me a lot of trouble.

Cricket: Rex!

Quarry: Oh, right. Cricket. Rex, be a good little helper and hold her down, would you?

[Cricket gasps]

[Rex grunts]

Quarry: Rex? Rex! I command you to stop!

Rex: I quit listening to you a long time ago.

Skwydd: Rex, I'm sorry.

Rex: Never mind, Skwydd. Help me with Tuck. Aah! Oh, man! These nanites are smarter than usual.

Cricket: Hurry, Rex!

Rex: Whew! Don't think I'll be doing that again soon.

Tuck: Thanks, man. Those all kinds of weird.

Quarry: I've decided that you brats are not that valuable to me. Kill them all!

Rex: We'll see.

Tuck: Spinning donkey? Since when do street EVOs know Kung Fu?

Rex: I know, right? How are you doing this? How are you controlling these guys.

Quarry: I'm not would take an army of operators to control this many EVOs. I merely provide the funding and equipment. The streets provide the manpower-- Or should I say--

[Quarry chuckles]

Quarry: Bratpower? And I paid top dollar for good players. At least by their sad standards.

Rex: The arcade. All those kids!

Quarry: Those brats were born to play games, which is what they think they're doing. And I thank your people for the tech. That brother of yours is quite the wiz, kid.

Rex: Caesar would never!

Cricket: Forget about Caesar, Rex. You know what you've got to do.

Rex: These guys will shred you if I leave!

Tuck: We got this, Rex. Go!

Quarry: Once I get my hands on you, I'm gonna pop your head like a grape!

Bobo: Oh, I am one stuffed monkey. Ooh, this might just be the year I floss. Hey! I know that noise. That's Rex. I'm coming, champ!

[Bobo groans]

Bobo: Ooh, I better take it easy, or I'm gonna deliver a street pizza.

[Bobo groans]

Female vendor: Next time, you're on the menu!

Rex: Ugh! Unh!

Quarry: You were a good earner once, Rex. But lately, you've been costing me too much.

Rex: Ugh!

Quarry: Now... you... pay!

Cricket: No tongues!

[Rex groaning]

Rex: Hyah!

[Quarry laughs evilly]

Quarry: Consider the fact that you made me like this while I'm crushing you.

[Quarry grunting]

Quarry: What?

[Quarry straining]

Quarry: No! Unh! No! AAAAAH!

Rex: Bad move, Quarry. Now, where's the "off" switch? Bingo.

[Rex sighs]

Rex: Okay.

Tuck: Uh, what just happened?

Cricket: Rex happened.

Gamer boy: No way. We were actually fighting real people? I'm outta here.

Tuck: Nice move, Rex. I guess Quarry eats it again.

Cricket: Where is Quarry, Rex?

Rex: He bit off more than he could chew. Speaking of which, I'm starved. Who wants to grab a bite?

Bobo: Ohh. Hey, Rex, when are we gonna see some action?

Rex: I, uh, kind of took the initiative while you were chilling out. Wanna get some dim sum?

[Bobo gags]

Bobo: Uh, no, thanks. I've had all I can eat.

[Bobo gags]

Rex: Can we use your coupon?

[Bobo gags]

Skwydd: You seriously thought you were gonna blow us off?

Tuck: Not "we." "You."

Rex: I came as soon as I could-- Honest.

Cricket: You mean you didn't make a detour to Tokyo to buy anime?

Rex: Okay, almost as soon. But it all turned out fine. And the most important thing is, we put a stop to that tech before there was enough of it to start a real army.

Tuck: You can say that again.

Skwydd: [Chuckling] Yeah.

Rex: Now, hurry up and eat this before my chimp finds us. Mmm!

Build worker: Okay, guys. That's the last of them. Provindence needs these machines on the next cargo ship. Let's move!

A Brief History of Time

Van Kleiss: 4.000 years from my destination, and I've run out of of time. I've scarcely completed the vessel which shall deliver me to my own era. Gharun-Set, activate the traps-- Quickly! My greatest creation-- So useful to me, but too dangerous to roam free. If only I had time to destroy him, as I should. But I have a more pressing death I must prevent. My own. AAAAAAAAAAAH!

Rex: Kind of defeating the whole stealth element of a stealth suit, Bobo.

Bobo: Hey, now was I supposed to know that ghanoush went bad?

Rex: Maybe because you found it in a garbage can.

Bobo: On top of a garbage can.

Dr. Holiday: Holiday to Rex. Are you at the site?

Rex: There is not site, remember? Black Knight blew the pace to kingdom come.

Dr. Holiday: Yet it's still guarded. And thanks to the data you stole from Providence, we know why.

Rex: Van Kleiss back in time? I still find it hard to believe.

Dr. Holiday: You were sent six months into the future, Rex. It stands to reason that the reverse is possible.

Rex: Well, if you expect to find him here, maybe we should check the mummy museum. We're sensing nanites-- Definitely V.K.'s. They've been dead a long time.

Dr. Holiday: Over 4,000 years. I'm also detecting tachyons-- Quantum particles that travel in time. I think it's clear what he was making.

Bobo: A latrine?

Dr. Holiday: A time machine.

Rex: No way he pulled it off! If mister ego made it back to here and now, we'd know about it.

Dr. Holiday: Some of these nanites are considerably younger. That means he was there in two different time periods.

Rex: Time travel gives me a headache. Just tell me-- Where is he now?

Dr. Holiday: The more accurate question is, when is he?

Van Kleiss: AAAAAAH!

[Van Kleiss gasping]

Van Kleiss: Ugh! The ordeal is... draining. But now, back in my own time, I can replenish my nanite reserves and--

Gladiator #1: Quis es tu?

Van Kleiss: I recognize the language, of course-- Classical latin. Qui-- Q-Qui annus est?

Gladiator #1: What year is it? You dare question a captain of the imperial guard? Aegyptus is a roman Providence! Answer! Who are you?

Gladiator #2: Don't bother-- He's clearly sun-mad.

Van Kleiss: The dialect, the dress-- This is the second century A.D. A mere 2,000 years has passed. I'm only halfway home!

Gladiator #1: Another escaped slave. Finish him and be done with it.

[Gladiator #2 grunts]

Van Kleiss: It was all the fight I could muster. I had no way to replace the nanites I'd spent in the journey, and my gauntlet had yet to recharge those that remained.

Gladiator #2: This one shows spirit. He'll bring a good price in the arena.

Van Kleiss: OOMPH!

[Van Kleiss groans]

Gladiator #2: Save your strength.

Gladiator #3: Where you're going, you'll need it.

[Van Kleiss slurps]

[Van Kleiss gulps]

Van Kleiss: I intend to. Of the mysterious force, there is no sign. Yet I sense it is close-- Pursuing me even across the centuries. I am convinced it is a manifestation of time itself. My presence is a violation of physics-- An imbalance which the time stream seeks to correct... By wiping me from existence. But of this, I am certain-- If I do not return to my own time, it will surely destroy me.

Gladiator #1: You are fortunate, slave. To die in the arena is a great honor.

Van Kleiss: An honor I look forward to bestowing.

[Gladiator #1 laughs]

Gladiator #1: You see? Spirit!

[Van Kleiss groans]

Gladiator #3: Put on a good show, little man, and I promise to make your end a painless one.

Van Kleiss: Indeed?

[Gladiator #3 grunts]

Van Kleiss: I, on the other hand, make no such promise.

[Gladiator #3 grunting]

[Van Kleiss grunting]

Gladiator #3: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

[Gladiator #3 groans]

Van Kleiss: One against so many? Hardly seems fair. For them.

Gladiator #4: ARRRGHHHH!

Van Kleiss: Ordinarily, I'd say "take me to your leader," but I believe he's already here.

Septimius Severus: Great warrior... Never have I seen such a battle. I am...

Van Kleiss: Septimius Severus, 21st emperor of Rome, founder of the severan dynasty. And, as I recall, you poisoned your own commanding officer to get his position... And wear only boots to conceal a prodigious clubfoot.

Septimius Severus: Are you a man... Or a God?

Van Kleiss: I find both labels rather limiting. Now, then, you are going to give me whatever I require, starting with a quiet place to work. I, in return, shall ensure the growth and security of your reign as emperor. You may call me Van Kleiss.

Septimius Severus: Whatever your desire, great Vanklios.

Van Kleiss: Actually, it's... Got a rather nice ring.

Rex: What's with this guy? Gets a portrait done in every time period?

Bobo: Mm. [muffled] Truly a nutjob for the ages. Mm. Speaking of nuts... Want some?

Rex: You've been dumpster-diving again?

Bobo: I prefer "foraging."

Rex: Yeah. Nice sleuthing there, doc.

Dr. Holiday: Nanites decay at a measurable half-life. I set our sat-net to do a global scan for the same frequency-- Ergo, Rome.

Rex: Great. You scan for the next stop, we'll grab a pizza.

Bobo: Pass. I'm experiencing inexpicable gastric distress.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, it would take months to scan the entire spectrum. You need to find the next decay frequency.

Rex: Kind of like nanite connect-the-dots! Can I do it with someone else?

Bobo: Hey, quiet, you! Rah!

Rex: This goose chase just got a little wilder. My brother's here.

Caesar: Caesar to Black. We've detected paleo-nanites. Tachyon readings negative. We're moving to the next hot stop.

Dr. Holiday: Tachyons-- They want Van Kleiss' time machine. Follow them.

Rex: Come on.

Bobo: Can you give me a teeny sec? I gotta find the little gladiators' room.

Van Kleiss: Advances in the last two millenia have allowed me to complete my lab in weeks instead of months. Restrict the flow! Do you want to overload the power cells? Meanwhile, my own nanite supply continues to dwindle.

[Septimius Severus panting]

Septimius Severus: Great Vanklios, protect me!

Van Kleiss: I've divulged metallurgy and tactics beyond your day. No man may threaten your rule.

Septimius Severus: This is no man-- But an apparition!

[Septimius Severus grunts]

Van Kleiss: What apparition? Speak, parasite!

Septimius Severus: A spirit of doom! Numerous sightings-- The insulare, the rostra, the forum. Listen! It comes! It comes!

Van Kleiss: Fool. It only wants me.

Septimius Severus: Ugh!

Van Kleiss: I release you. Go start a few legends.

Septimius Severus: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[Septimius Severus gasps]

Septimius Severus: Be gone! I beg of you! Aah!

Dr. Holiday: Rex, those stress lines-- It's the same pattern we saw in Egypt.

Black Knight: Report.

Caesar: These aqueducts are truly marvels of roman engineering.

Black Knight: Have you picked up the next decay frequency?

Caesar: Oh-- That. Yes. Uplinking to our global net. Odd. These tachyons seems unrelated to--

Black Knight: We have the next target. Scandinavia. Move out. White Knight may have people on the trail. I expect you to do whatever it takes to procure the objective.

Rex: Shh!

Caesar: I've initiated the same steps as in Egypt! Come along.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, we need that decay frequency.

Rex: Just one small problem, doc. This place... is toast.

Dr. Holiday: Rex? Bobo? Respond!

Rex: We're okay, doc. Not a mark on us.

Bobo: Same can't be said for my stealth suit. Whoa!

[Rex gasps]

[Rex and Bobo gasps]

Van Kleiss: So many lives... It's become a blur. I don't know who I am anymore. Only that I must sail onward, ever onwoard down the river of time. Never resting, always moving. Further draining my nanite reserves beyond my ability to replenish. And each re-emergence, I am pursued by the nameless force. I now know it's personal. I am a virus-- An infection of space-time. Call it what you like. This is time's antibody. Whether I can borne home or drowned in its currents, this is my final journey.

Rex: Hurry! I'm not sure if we here followed.

Bobo: I'm sure.

Dr. Holiday: Don't shoot! It's me.

Rex: Holiday? Shouldn't you be at the plant, connecting the dots?

Dr. Holiday: No more dots to connect. The trail ends here. And... I'm reading a humanoid form inside.

Rex: I'm confused. Is it a time machine or isn't it?

Caesar: It's not a time machine. Are those really necessary?

Rex: No way you're getting this time machine, bro!

Caesar: I don't want it. And it's not a time machine.

Bobo: Well, then, what is it? A meat locker for cold cuts?

Caesar: Surprisingly close. We use this technique to transfer unstable nanites. It puts them into a state of dormancy.

Dr. Holiday: Of course. It's a hibernation chamber.

Caesar: Only his nanites were dormant. There would still be neuron flow.

Rex: Mind telling me what that means, exactly?

Dr. Holiday: He was... Aware. The whole time, for hundreds of years.

Caesar: He would have felt every minute pass.

Rex: No way! He's totally a mummy!

Rex and Bobo: Wah!

Van Kleiss: Run! It's coming! It's coming?!

Rex and Bobo: Wah!

Rex: Easy, easy, Van Kleiss. You're back-- Back in your own time.

Van Kleiss: No! No, it'll find me! It always does! You must protect me.

Dr. Holiday: Tachyon readings off the chart! Rex, you can't affect that thing. I don't know what can.

Caesar: It's a field of pure tachyons. I've got to get a sample.

Rex: Oh, no, you don't!

Van Kleiss: I'm back! Back in my own time! You shall not have me?! OHHHH!

Bobo: Settle down, Van Winkle.

[Rex grunts]

[Rex shudders]

Rex: Oh, no. It couldn't be. I need some way to contain it!

Dr. Holiday: Tachyons can't be contained!

Caesar: Yes, they can. Rex!

[Caesar grunts]

Dr. Holiday: Rex, it's too risky!

Rex: But I know what this is. Correction-- I know who this is.

[Rex groans]

Rex: Aah!

[Rex groaning]

Dr. Holiday: It's... Breach.

Rex: Breach. Breach! It's me-- Rex.

Breach: Rex? Are you real... Or a dream?

[Rex laughs]

Rex: Yeah, yeah, I'm-- I'm real.

Breach: I was everywhere-- Everywhen. But I was nothing-- An emptiness, needing to be filled.

Dr. Holiday: The amp pack. Van Kleiss controlled it. When his nanites were active, Breach was drawn into his timeframe.

[Van Kleiss grunts]

Caesar: The final joining would have destroyed them both.

Breach: Guess I should say thanks.

Rex: Hey, what are friends for? Um, we are still friends... Right?

Caesar: You did well, little bro.

Rex: And you have your time machine that... isn't a time machine. Everybody goes home happy.

Caesar: That? A curiosity-- True. But it was never our goal.

[Van Kleiss shivering]

[Van Kleiss chuckles]

Rex: Van Kleiss?! All this for him? what, they're gonna put him in jail?

Dr. Holiday: It's Providence, Rex. That's their jurisdiction.

Caesar: No need to worry, little brother. He's going to be well supervised.

Rex: Caesar, what is going on!?

Caesar: Justice.

Bobo: Two words-- Crème Brûlée. Ooh. Right after I make a french connection.

Van Kleiss: Ugh!

Black Knight: Welcome back, Van Kleiss. You look terrible. Ordinarily, I'd say get some rest, but you've had enough of that, I suppose.

[Van Kleiss chuckles]

Black Knight: Pull it together. We have work to do. Do you know who I am?

Van Kleiss: Yes. I know who you are. It's been a long time. A very, very long time.

Mind Games

Rex: Yeah, I wouldn't be so sure of that.

Six: I told you not to get involved, Rex. You're not at full strength.

Rex: What was I supposed to do-- Just leave it?

Dr. Holiday: Six has a point, Rex. You're pushed to the edge lately. You can't see everyone.

Rex: Not listening! Don't worry, dude. I'll have you out of here before you can say-- Circe?!

Circe: Hey, Rex. Rex! Aaaah!

[Circe sighs]

Dr. Holiday: Rex! Rex, do you read? What's going on? Your bios are low.

Rex: Leave her alone! You okay?

Circe: I think so. We have to go.

Rex: Think that's your cue. Hang on. I think I got it. Ow!

[Rex groans]

Rex: Hate this things.

Circe: Try wearing one.

Rex: I have. So, what happened? I thought Providence had you at Abysus.

Circe: I got away.

Rex: What about the Pack?

Circe: The Pack? I-- Don't know. Things are bad out there, Rex. I've been on the run for weeks. Providence has been stepping up their capture orders. I think something big is going down.

Rex: Tell me about it. Listen, I know we're gonna want to say no, but with everything that's going on...

Circe: I should stay at the plant. It's safer, right?

Rex: Wow, that was-- Easy. I had a whole speech and everything.

Dr. Holiday: Well, everything checks out. You're the picture of health. I wish you'd let me do some more thorough scans, through.

Six: How was it you said you got away?

Circe: It's a long story. You guys have bigger things to worry about than me... like the Meta-Nanites. Did you get the one from Abysus? Have you found anymore?

Rex: Ugh, who cares? Let's go do something fun. You want to put Bobo' hand in shaving cream?

[Circe yawns]

Circe: Actually, Rex, I'm kind of tired. I thing I might just crash if that's cool.

Rex: Oh... yeah. Stupid of me. You, uh, get some sleep. Hey, doc. What are you doing?

Dr. Holiday: Rex. I was just... working. What are you doing up?

Rex: Ah, it's... stupid.

Dr. Holiday: Yeah, probably. But... go ahead.

Rex: I'm... excited. Since I got breached, everything's been so crazy.

Dr. Holiday: Since you got breached? Right.

Rex: But with Circe back, I'm starting to think maybe things will turn out okay.

White Knight: I need everyone in the situation room in five minutes.

Rex: So much for that.

[Dr. Holiday yawns]

Dr. Holiday: What'd I miss?

Rex: Wow, Doc. You sure got comfy quick.

White Knight: Listen up, people. We need to retrieve a valuable asset before it falls into enemy hands.

Six: What's the objective?

White Knight: This man... Dr. Peter Meechum.

Rex: That guy? I remember him. Van crazy kiddnaped his daughter.

White Knight: Meechum spent the last year at a safehouse facility... Codename: Pandora's Box... location know only to me.

Rex: Why all the cloak and dagger?

White Knight: Because Meechum was one of the original scientists on the Nanite Project. He was given a panic button in case of emergency. Thirty minutes ago-- He activated it.

Six: Providence?

White Knight: We have to assume they're trying to assemble the original members of the Nanite Project. What Meechum knows is too valuable to fall into the wrong hands, so go get him.

Six: Maybe Circe should stay here.

Rex: What? Why?

Six: She's not on the team yet-- Not officialy.

White Knight: Take her. She'll be useful in the field.

Rex: Ahem. You guys forget you key? Did you check under the mat?

Six: Rex, focus on the mission. Get to Meechum!

Rex: Relax, Six. I could take these guys in my sleep, especially with help from... Huh? Circe? Uh... Time-out?

Six: Peter Meechum, you need to come with us.

[Dr. Meechum scoffs]

Dr. Meechum: Took you long enough.

Rex: Time in.

White Knight: Still no sign of Circe, Rex. We'll keep looking, but for right now, Meechum is our top priority.

Dr. Holiday: We'll find her, Rex. Don't worry.

White Knight: In the meantime, Dr. Meechum, I've checked, and your daughter is safe at her boarding school in England.

Dr. Meechum: My daughter. Right.

White Knight: We can make immediate arrangements to take you to her.

Dr. Meechum: No, I'd rather stay with you if that's all right. It's, uh-- It's safer.

White Knight: Of course. White Knight out.

Rex: So, after that, Providence attacked Abysus to get the Master-Control Nanite. Guess you were next on their list.

Dr. Meechum: I see. And all this happened in the last year?

Six: You've missed a lot since you've been away, doctor.

Dr. Meechum: Horrible. I could never work for a Providence like that. I have to say it's all very impressive. Providence has certainly done a lot in the last year.

Caesar: And with your help, doctor, we can do more.

Dr. Meechum: Where's White Knight? I should tell him I've arrived.

Black Knight: I can answer that for you. It's good to have you back, doctor.

Dr. Meechum: What happened to White?

Black Knight: Just a routine change in command. Nothing to worry about. If you'll excuse me, gentlemen.

Dr. Meechum: Tell me you have my money ready.

Black Knight: You get away you want when I get what I want... Not before.

Dr. Meechum: Relax.

Six: I'm a professional, aren't I?

Dr. Holiday: Six, see Meechum? I have some data I'd like to go over with him. Are you... okay?

Six: Rebecca, I have something important to tell you.

Dr. Holiday: Okay. Well... Thanks for tell me.

Six: Rex, are you in here? I do not understand this show.

Dr. Holiday: Am I interrupting?

Six: Not at all. What can I do for you?

Dr. Holiday: Nothing important. I just wanted to say... earlier... that was nice. Unexpected but nice.

Six: Earlier?

Dr. Holiday: In the lab?

Six: I have no idea what you're talking about.

[Dr. Holiday scoffs]

Rex: Six, I need to talk to you about Circe. Uh... Six? Earth to agent guy. You okay?

Six: I'm fine. I've just decided not to waste any more time on you, Rex.

Rex: Um... Is this because I accidentaly used your swords to slice a pizza?

Six: It's because you're weak. You don't have what it takes to complete the mission.

Rex: Ohh, I get it. This is one of your test, right?

Six: No test. Just me coming to my senses. You're not strong enough to survive what's coming. In the end, you're gonna let us all down.

[Dr. Holiday crying]

Rex: Doc? What's wrong?

Dr. Holiday: [Sobbing] I-It's nothing, Rex. I didn't want you to see me like this.

Rex: Well, what is it?

Dr. Holiday: [Sobbing] It's Six. I'm afraid of him.

Rex: What?! That's crazy talk.

Dr. Holiday: [Sobbing] Is it? You have to have seen it. He's violent, on edge. He's losing control.

Rex: Are we talking about the same Six?

Dr. Holiday: We don't even known him. He was a killer, Rex. The old Six might have changed, but how do we know this Six didn't come back... Wrong?

[Dr. Meechum whistling]

Dr. Meechum: I have a question. How do you plan to re-create the project without a bio-interface expert?

Caesar: Oh, but we do have one.

Van Kleiss: No! The string doesn't work. Gordian knot, tied up tight. Alexander cheated. Can't cheat. Eyes on your own paper! Peter? No! Can't be! Different time, different me.

Dr. Meechum: Van Kleiss? You brought back that monster?

Caesar: Of course. He was the original interface programmer. Who better?

Dr. Meechum: Excuse me a moment. White, what the heck is going on?!

White Knight: Peter? Where are you?

Dr. Meechum: I'm at Providence. Where are you?

White Knight: Providence. But that's not-- I have to go. We have a problem.

Rex: You're darn right we have a problem, because this isn't Peter Meechum!

[Dr. Meechum laughing maniacally]

Scarecrow: Heya, Rex. Miss me?

Rex: Who are you? Where's Meechum?

White Knight: His name's John Scarecrow. He's an EVO, specialist in infiltration. Black Knight played us.

Scarecrow: You really don't remember me, Rex? I'll give you a hint. We used to share a stomping ground. We had a problem with a shapes hifter once.

Rex: You were in Hong Kong.

Scarecrow: Give the man a prize.

[Scarecrow laughs]

Six: I think he went that way.

Rex: Wait a minute.

[Rex groans]

[Scarecrow laughs]

Rex: I cannot believe I fell for that.

Scarecrow: Look at you. You're ridiculous. You think he'll come to his senses, realize his true feelings? Then what? You'll settle down. White picket fence. Little agent kids. You're fooling yourself. You're the worst of them... you know that?... Because you know better. You really think you can save the world? None of you can survive what's coming!

Rex: Prove it's really you. What's my favorite color?

Six: I have no idea.

Rex: It's you, all right.

[Dr. Holiday screaming]

Dr. Holiday: Put it away. I'm not the EVO.

Six: We heard you scream.

Dr. Holiday: That wasn't me.

Six: Let's all calm down. We can figure this out.

Rex: Why, Six? Because I'm weak? You don't think I can handle this?

Six: I never said that.

Rex: But you think it, right? I don't see you putting down your guns, doc.

Dr. Holiday: I know it's not me. I'm not sure about you two.

[Scarecrow laughs]

Scarecrow: So easy. I barely had to nudge you.

Rex: Whatever you're after, you're not getting away with it.

Scarecrow: Get away with it?! Re-e-e-x, I got what I needed in the first five minutes.

Rex: Then why? Why do all this?

Scarecrow: Simple. I wanted to do to you what you did to me.

Rex: I'm done with you!

[Scarecrow groans]

Scarecrow: The big hero. Why do you get to forget? It's not fair!

Rex: Whine, whine, whine. What... you didn't get enough crazy hugs as a kid?

Scarecrow: You think I'm the only one you hurt? Then tell me--

Skwydd: What about us? Why'd you betray me?

[Rex grunts]

[Rex grunting]

Circe: You promised to protect me, Rex. Where were you?

Rex: Stop it!

[Rex groans]

[Rex breathing heavily]

Caesar: Face it, bro. It's why I left you. Mom and dad, too.

[Rex grunting]

[Rex groans]

Rex: You're your own worst enemy.

Dr. Holiday: That's for Rex. That's for Providence. And that was for the kiss.

White Knight: Providence won this round. No question.

Rex: They have the real Meechum. Maybe more.

Dr. Holiday: There's no telling how much of our system Scarecrow uploaded.

Six: But we have to assume they know everything we do.

[Scarecrow laughs evilly]

White Knight: Black Knight is coming for us. It's just a matter of time.

Dr. Holiday: So? I mean, we knew that. Nothing's changed, right?

Six: Rex, this is what they wanted-- To turn us against each other.

Rex: Yeah, and look how easy it was. We thought we were a team, but we're not. We're vulnerable.

Van Kleiss: It's Heisenberg's uncertainty principle. Looking past Occam's Razor, we can clearly see to a quantum level. A quantum level is what I'm trying to achieve, because if I didn't do the quantum level, then I can understand what's happening.

Caesar: I know you don't like this, but it's not about us.

Dr. Meechum: Can you do it? Can you control him?

Caesar: Leave Van Kleiss to me.

Dr. Meechum: What about Black Knight? I don't like her, Salazar. Never did.

Caesar: Trust me, Peter-- When we're finished, the end will justify the means.

Hermanos

Rex Salazar: WH-O-O-O-OA! Unh! Ugh!

[Rex sighs]

[Another day, in the museum, Then a ruckus heard inside the museum then, An EVO sent Rex flying and slammed into the glass. Then disassembled his Smack Hands]

Agent Six: Be careful, Rex.

Rex Salazar: [dusting off his shirt] I'm touched by your concern, Six.

Agent Six: It's not for you. We don't have Providence to pick up the tab anymore. You break it, you buy it.

[Rex growls]

[The EVO recovered then began to cause destruction, Rex responded and then activated his Smack Hands and hits the EVO back.]

Rex Salazar: [deactivates his Smack Hands] I'm saving the day here. What are they gonna do--Sue me? Oh, come on! It was a rhetorical question!

[Rex ran away, he is being chased by a lawyer holding papers. Rex ran into an alley at a dead end, He's cornered by the lawyer.]

Rex Salazar: What was I supposed to do? The whole building was made of glass!

Lawyer: [Hispanic accent] Glass? What are you talking about?

Rex Salazar: [Dumbfounded] I'm... not talking about anything. [lowers his smack hands] What are you talking about?

Lawyer: Mr. Salazar, I'm an associate at the stateside branch of the Argentinean firm Gomez and Gomez. And today, sir, is your lucky day!

Rex Salazar: What's this?

Lawyer: It's yours!

Noah Nixon: No away! This is your house?

Rex Salazar: I know! According to the lawyer guy, this rancho in Argentina's been in my family forever. And ever since my parents died in the event, those lawyers have been trying to track down the heir. And guess who that is.

Noah Nixon: You and your brother?

Rex Salazar: Oh, yeah, right. Him too.

Caesar Salazar: Not a good time, Rex.

Rex Salazar: Dude, it's never a good time, but you go to-- O...kay, so maybe this really isn't a good time, but this is important. I was being chased by a lawyer. No, I wasn't being sued this time. But you'll never guess what he--

Caesar Salazar: Is this about the rancho?

Rex Salazar: You know about it?

Caesar Salazar: Those lawyers have left me a dozen messages.

Rex Salazar: And you didn't tell me? Caesar, I never even knew we had this place! There might be photo albums, home movies-- I don't know-- Maybe even an old teddy bear or something.

Caesar Salazar: You never had a teddy bear.

Rex Salazar: See, the fact that you know that and I don't-- That's why we need to go down there.

Lawyer: Clear!

Caesar Salazar: I can't, Rex. My work's already been interrupted once today. Although-- Now that you mention the ranch, it does bring back some memories.

Rex Salazar: Really? Like what?

Caesar Salazar: There was an experiment I remember mom and dad running. If you could find the notes, it might save some time on the work I'm doing now.

Rex Salazar: Notes? Come on. Isn't family more important than-- Guess not.

[Rex sighs]

Rex Salazar: Why can't I have a normal brother? Know anything about cows? Thanks for coming with me. This is really a family thing, but my brother is, well-- My brother.

Noah Nixon: Are you kidding? I'm psyched! I've been killing myself trying to find a birthday present for Claire. A vacation at my best friend's awesome ancestral estate? What other guy could offer her that?

Rex Salazar: Okay, but then why bring Annie?

Annie: Um, this just kind of broke off.

[Annie, Claire and Noah screaming]

Noah Nixon: AAAAAAH!

[Rex grunting]

Rex Salazar: I sure hope this isn't included in Six's "You break it, you buy it" policy.

Annie: Sorry.

Rex Salazar: No problem. We're here.

Claire Bowman: Are... you sure this is the place?

Noah Nixon: What happened to it?

[All of them look at Annie]

Annie: Hey, don't look at me. I just got there.

[Annie gasps]

Annie: Okay, that was me.

Rex Salazar: I guess this must be my... family.

Claire Bowman: Looks like you-- But with a 'stache.

Annie: I like you with a 'stache.

Claire Bowman: Hey, there are chickens in here!

Annie: And llamas!

Noah Nixon: Chicken, llamas-- And a funny-looking bull.

[Chiquito snorts]

Noah Nixon: I-I-I take it back! You're not funny-looking!

Chiquito: This place is Durango's!

Rex Salazar: Well, actually--

Chuquito: No fancy talk! Just go!

Rex Salazar: Ugh! Okay, number one, how is "actually" fancy talk! Number two, I don't know who Durango is, but this farm isn't his. And number three--

[Chiquito grunts]

Rex Salazar: Ugh! Ugh! All right, there's no misunderstanding the international language of getting punched in the face. So read my fist-- Get out of my house!

Chiquito: Durango will not be happy!

Rex Salazar: Okay, don't know who that guy was, but problem solved.

Noah Nixon: Uh, you think? Aah!

[Rex groans]

Senior Durango: Calmate, Chiquito. You are my brother. I would not do anything to hurt mi hermano. Unless you force me to. I cannot lose that tract of land. Without its right of way, I will lose my claim on the rest of the county. But never mind. They will learn-- When you mess with the bull, you get the horns.

Rex Salazar: OHHH! Ugh!

Noah Nixon: A chicken just tried to poop on my shoe!

Rex Salazar: I think I can top you there.

Noah Nixon: No offense, but when I asked Claire to come here, this wasn't what I was hoping for.

Rex Salazar: Well, me either. I mean, I was thinking I'd find-- I don't know what. But everything in this place has been smashed or stolen. Maybe this whole family thing isn't for me.

[Noah gasps]

Noah Nixon: That's the one!

Claire Bowman: Please, Noah. It just needed a little help laying an egg.

Rex Salazar: [Chuckling] What, did you grow up on a farm in Kansas?

Claire Bowman: An apartment in Chicago-- Which is where I learned to download videos onto my phone.

Telephone Voice: When caring for an egg bearing hen, remember to--

Muchado: Hola? Quien esta aquí?

Rex Salazar: Uh... hello?

Muchado: So, you are the Americans? I am Señor Muchado-- The juez.

Claire Bowman: That's like a judge?

Muchado: Sí. For all intents and purposes, I am the law in this county-- Which is why I have come here with him.

Rex Salazar: Good, because I definitely want to press charges.

Muchado: You misunderstand. I am here because of the trouble you caused for Chiquito.

Rex Salazar: Chiquito?

[Rex chuckles]

Rex Salazar: Your mom must have some sense of humor to name you "Tiny".

[Chiquito growls]

Muchado: Chiquito's brother is Señor Durango. He controls most of the land in this county, including this hacienda. At Señor Durango's request, I have prepared a legal order compelling you to vacate.

Claire Bowman: But this is Rex's farm.

Annie: Yeah, he's got a deed and everything.

Muchado: This might have some bearing-- If you were a Salazar.

Rex Salazar: Well, we're in luck. I am.

Annie: Maybe this will help.

Muchado: You may be a Salazar, but by our law, this land has been deemed abandoned, and Señor Durango has claimed it.

Rex Salazar: Sorry. Been sort of busy saving the world and stuff. But I'm here now, so consider his claim unclaimed, then reclaimed by me.

Muchado: It is not so simple. You would have to demonstrate you are actively maintaining the ranch. That means shearing and feeding the animals, bringing your bulls to market--

Rex Salazar: To market? What, like a... cattle drive?

Claire Bowman: No problem. We can totally figure out how to do that.

Muchado: A ranch this size requires at least a dozen hired men.

Rex Salazar: Okay, just-- Uh--

Muchado: No one within 100 kilometers will help you cross Señor Durango. If you do this, you will do it alone. And you will fail.

Claire Bowman: Well, that guy was kind of a jerk.

Annie: Yeah. So, let's get to work.

Noah Nixon: How? Everything here is broken.

Annie: Uh, have you seen my house?

Rex Salazar: You guys don't have to do this.

Claire Bowman: What kind of friend would walk away now?

Noah Nixon: Uh... yeah! No way you could stop me from helping take care of these totally not-gross animals.

Rex Salazar: Really?

Noah Nixon: Well, I'm smiling like that's what I mean, aren't?

[Noah exhales deeply]

Noah Nixon: I can do this! I can't do this. Until I've done my milking warm-up.

Claire Bowman: Ugh. Hold this.

Telephone Voice: With you head resting on her flank, gently grasp the udder with the palm of your hand.

Noah Nixon: AAH!

[Claire giggles]

Claire Bowman: I think she likes you.

Noah Nixon: Ugh!

[Rex grunting]

Rex Salazar: This is your home. Get in your home!

[Rex grunting]

Rex Salazar: Whoa! AAAH! AAH! Ugh! This is hopeless! This farm only has one bull, and I can't even get it into the barn. And this... better just be mud.

Annie: Hang on! I'll help you!

[Annie gasps]

Rex Salazar: No! Don't!

Noah Nixon: Are you guys okay?

Claire Bowman: What is it? A storm cellar?

Noah Nixon: Looks like some kind of lab.

Rex Salazar: Figures. My mom and dad were Caesar's parents, too. Of course they'd find a way to take work home with them. Probably where those notes Caesar wanted are. Might as well grab them before the judge kicks us out.

Claire Bowman: What's he talking about? I think we're doing a pretty good job taking care of the--

Annie: Uh, guys--

[Claire grunts]

Claire Bowman: Wait-- Donkeys eat hay, don't they? Maybe we can use it to lure them back into the barn.

Annie: I got it! Ugh!

[Annie gasps]

Noah Nixon: Well, on the plus side, at least we now know for sure that donkeys do eat hay.

[On videotape of the Salazar family]

Rafael Salazar: One day, these things are going to change the world, and you'll be there to see it.

Violetta Salazar: [Chuckling] Caesar, please, mi hijo. Stop working for a minute and hold the camera.

Young Caesar Salazar: Okay! Okay!

[Claire sniffs]

Claire Bowman: What's that smell?

Noah Nixon: Which one? Everything here smells.

Claire Bowman: No, it smells like... smoke!

Annie: Rex! The straw caught on fire, and it exploded!

[Chiquito growls]

Chiquito: Hermano! No! Oomph!

Senior Durango: What were you thinking? I told you to smoke them out, not burn the land! This is my land! If you weren't my brother--

[Chiquito growls]

Senior Durango: But you are. Come here.

Rex Salazar: So, you must be the brother. Hope I'm not interrupting some kind of weird tender moment.

Senior Durango: Soy Durango. And I hope there is still a chance we can reach a resonable agreement.

Claire Bowman: So, then you'll let Rex keep the farm? We played by the rules.

Senior Durango: Around here, I make the rules.

Annie: But the judge said--

Senior Durango: The judge works for me. Now, please, I'm giving you one last chance to leave.

Noah Nixon: Okay, sure! Oh, wait-- That's right. Your fire blew up what was left of our plane!

Rex Salazar: Uh, let me handle the trash-talking with the 20-foot-tall monster EVO, okay? Leave them out of this! They shouldn't even be here! It should have been my brother!

Senior Durango: That is why you will lose your farm. Without family, a man is nothing. After all, what is this land to them?

Rex Salazar: I don't even know what this place is to me. I came here hoping to find out more about who my family is.

[Rex start looking at Noah, Claire and Annie, and smile to them]

Rex Salazar: And I did. So, you're going to stop threatening them-- And me-- And get off my land.

[Durango snarls]

Rex Salazar: Okay. Here's the plan-- Stay behind me! Whoa! Ugh!

Noah Nixon: Well, there goes that plan.

Senior Durango: Hurt them. You can do that, can't you?

Claire Bowman: W-what do we do now?!

Annie: The only one of us with powers just got kicked to the curb.

Noah Nixon: That depends on what you mean by "powers".

[Rex grunts]

[Rex grunts]

[Rex muffled grunting]

Rex Salazar: Not a good time, Caesar.

Caesar Salazar: I just wanted to tell you-- Forget about those notes. I realized that's not what's important about you going down there.

[Durango snarls]

[Rex grunts]

Rex Salazar: Wow, Caesar. I can't believe you came around.

Caesar Salazar: I just realized-- The really important thing is, if you happen to find a termo-chronometer I remember having down there, it would save me from ordering one.

[Chiquito snarls]

[Chiquito growls]

[Chiquito snarls, roars]

Noah Nixon: Ugh!

[Chiquito snorts]

Noah Nixon: This morning, I almost had to touch a cow's underparts. You think you can do me worse than that? Bring it.

[Chiquito snarls]

[Chiquito roars]

Annie: Ugh! I didn't mean for that to happen.

Claire Bowman: We did.

Rex Salazar: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Ugh! AAAAAAAAAAARGH!

Senior Durango: OOMPH!

[Durango lows]

Rex Salazar: WH-O-O-O-O-O-O O-OA!

[Durango lows]

[Durango snorts]

Rex Salazar: AAAAAAAAH!

[Durango growls]

[Durango growls]

Rex Salazar: Trust me-- My brother's let me down way worse. But what am I gonna do? He's my brother.

Senior Durango: It is over.

Rex Salazar: Nice ego there, but I've been hit a lot harder.

[Durango spits]

Senior Durango: Those bells signal the market is ending soon. I can see you have yet to herd you cattle there.

Rex Salazar: Oh, come on! The one cattle I've got doesn't even move!

Senior Durango: If you do not have your cattle to market before it ends, you will have failed to fulfill your deed, and this land will be mine.

Rex Salazar: Then I guess I don't have any time to waste talking about it.

Claire Bowman: Come on. Come here.

Rex Salazar: Forget it. I got this.

Claire Bowman: WHOO-HOO! Yes! Go, Rex!

[Rex grunting]

Claire Bowman: Where's Durango?

Rex Salazar: Oww! Come on! You don't move the whole time, and you can't stay still?

[Durango grunting]

Noah Nixon: What is this, a western? You're actually trying to stop him with a rockslide?

Senior Durango: You? Here? How is that even possible?

Telephone Voice: Donkeys can be ridden surprinsingly fast if you--

Noah Nixon: Come on! Just give up! The farm belong to Rex. And I really want to get off this thing.

Senior Durango: You think I'm afraid of you [Scoffs] boy?

Claire Bowman: Oh, it's not the boy you should be afraid of.

Annie: Oops.

[Durango grunting]

Senior Durango: Ugh!

[Rex panting]

Rex Salazar: We sheared the llamas, we milked the cows, I got the bull to town. We did everything in the deed.

Muchado: Sí, sí. But more important, you faced Durango and won! Once the other ranchers hear of this, they won't be afraid. You have broken Durango's hold on our lands.

Rex Salazar: Wait-- You're... happy about that?

Muchado: Of course. I told you exactly what you had to do to legally gain control of the land, didn't I?

Rex Salazar: Huh. I guess you did.

Claire Bowman: Wow! Can you believe how you perfect this all worked out?

Noah Nixon: Yeah, uh, so, maybe we should get out of here before we wear out our welcome.

Rex Salazar: There's just one thing I want to do first.

The Rescue

Note: Rex goes alone to rescue his girlfriend Circe from the clutches of Black Knight. but it turns out she has been waiting for him.

---

Alone Together

Note: Finally together at last, Rex and Circe reminiscence about their good and hard times together ans their romance begins to grow.

Crime and Punishment

Note: His false insanity revealed, Van Kleiss abducts Circe with the intent of punishing her for betraying him, due to her enduring love for Rex.

---

Van Kleiss: Now, Circe, you shall learn the ultimate price of betraying me.

Rex: Leave her alone!!

Van Kleiss: Oh, Rex. For young love. One of your greatest weaknesses. After I finish off your beloved, you will no longer be a hindrance to me.

Rex (enraged): I said...LEAVE HER ALONE!!!

---

Rocky My World

Beverly: Oh, this is so awesome! We're seeing the Trendbenders live!

Rex: Well, maybe not see them, but we'll totally hear them. Attention! The Trendbenders will be arriving through the back of the club.

Beverly: Slick trick! Yes, Rebecca. I know! Only drink the bottled water. No, we're not that close to the stage. Ugh! I know that's where they mosh-pit. Don't worry! Bye!

Rex: Your sister is acting like your mother. I wouldn't put up with it. Doc?! I'm right next to her! Yes, we've got earplugs. Only bottled water-- I know! Yes, you'll pick us up at 11:00. Okay! Bye!

Sly: [singing] I met a guy who has looking for a lucky break. I met a guy mad he wouldn't make a mistake. No loser here the weight would be upon his face. This ain't no lucky break it's just another day.

Beverly: Hey!

Rex: There's something wrong with that guy.

Beverly: Yeah! It's called lack of social skills.

Sebastian: We have to talk! You got to listen to me!

Rex: I think they're a little too busy for a chat right now.

Sebastian: It's me! Your first fan!

Rex: Come on, dude. Can't you just watch the show, like everyone else?

Sly: [singing] You won't bring me down. Yeah-yeah-yeah. You won't bring me down.

Sebastian: I'm not just everyone else.

[Rex grunts]

Sebastian: You want to rethink trying to stop me?

Beverly: Whoa! Geek in triplicate!

Rex: More like EVO geek.

Sebastian: I bet you're not even a real fan!

Rex: Hey, I know their music!

Sebastian: Yeah? What album is "Bitten on the Wind" from?

Beverly: Uh, their first album.

Sebastian: Wrong! Their third! Poser!

Sly: Here's one from our first album-- "Bitten on the Wind."

Beverly: Told ya! Their first album! Who's the poser now?

Sebastian: But it is their third. They keep denying their first two albums exist!

Rex: Huh?

[Rex bones cracking]

Rex: Shouldn't you be home, making sure your mom isn't snooping around your basement? Ouch! All right, I've had enough.

Sebastian: I know you. You're that guy from Providence that beats up on EVOs.

Rex: And I'm guessing you're not one of my fans.

Sebastian: This isn't over! They still need me to show them the way back. I'll make them listen to me.. No matter what! Ugh!

Man: No re-entry without a hand stamp.

Rex: Uh, but--

JoJo: It's okay. He's with me. I'm JoJo, the band's manager.

Beverly: Oh!

JoJo: Sly Tyler, vocals, six stringer. Burrito Beau on the big bottom, and Leon Adler on the skins.

Beau: Bass.

Leon: Drums.

Beverly: They're even cutter up close!

JoJo: But Sebastian isn't. And now that fruitcake fan has become a major menace.

Rex: You know who that guy is?

Sly: Yeah, he's one of our first fans from way back.

Leon: But he didn't like our change in music direction.

Beau: Change, like in popular.

Sly: So he started sending us nasty e-mails and slagging us on the fan sites.

JoJo: But now he's turned violent, and it turns out he's-- H-he's--

Rex: An EVO that can multiply himself.

JoJo: We can't handle that kind of threat, but you can.

Beverly: Is this a job offer?

JoJo: As head of security for the rest of the tour.

Rex: Huh, I don't know. Putting up with groupies, great music, catering, the Rock'n'roll lifestyle-- Oh, right, like I'm not totally in for this!

Beverly: And I'm your deputy, sheriff.

Sly: Absolutely.

Dr. Holiday: Absolutely not.

Rex: They've got an EVO threat.

[Dr. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday: Fine, Rex. Beverly? And don't forget to use earplugs.

Rex: Private jet to the next gig? Airline-- First class? Coach?

JoJo: Of the road kind.

Rex: Traveling the open road, bringing music to the people. Where to next?

Beau: Eugene, Oregon. [Unenthusiastically] WHOO-HOO!

Rex: Ow!

Leon: Bad seat. Got a lot of them.

[Beau farts]

[Rex sniffs]

Leon and Rex: Oh!

[Leon coughs]

Leon: Isn't the ozone layer depleted enough, Beau?

Rex: Want to hit the streets and check out the local scene?

Sly: Seriously, man? It's just another town.

Beau: Been there. Seen them all.

TV Announcer: He's currently under 3, 2 behind the leader. This is a very tricky--

Rex: Oh, let's throw this in the pool!

Leon: Hey, I'm watching something, dude!

Rex: How about a food fight?

Sly: Sorry, man. Not feeling it.

Rex: This isn't feeling very Rock'n'Roll.

JoJo: Rex, we hired you to consult on security, not rock-tour clichés.

Sebastian: Room service.

JoJo: Again? You guys, this is costing too much.

Sly: But we didn't order anything else.

Sebastian: That's okay. This is on the house!

[Sebastian grunts]

[JoJo gasps]

Rex: Look out! He's got... Paperwork?

Sebastian: I've got notes and visuals on where you've gone commercial and how you can get back to your roots! He's with the band now? He's not even a real fan! You see? You've got to come with me. You need my help!

Rex: They're not going anywhere, but you are!

Sebastian: My copies don't feel pain.

Rex: But you do!

Girl: Whoa! You must really be a big fan!

Sebastian: Only of their early stuff.

Girl: Eww! Their early stuff is weak.

Teen girl: But their new songs are awesome!

[Girls giggling]

[Sebastian growls]

[Girls screaming]

Rex: Excuse me. I'm with the band.

Teen girl: But you missed your ride.

Rex: That's okay. I've got my own.

Man: Rock bands! Never again!

Sebastian: I've got to take you away from this sellout existence, where you deny your first two albums even exist.

Sly: B-but those albums weren't any good. That's why we only had a few fans, like you.

Rex: If there's only three of them, then who's driving the car?

Sebastian: Aah!

Rex: Did he... Ah! Rent that car from the circus? Time to cut this act short.

[Rex grunts]

Sebastian: Oh, man. I went to my first Trendbenders show in that car.

Rex: Maybe I can't turn off your obsession, but I can shut down your nanites.

Beau: That clone-boy?

Rex: I don't think he's going to be a problem now.

JoJo: We can still use you on the tour. What did you say?

Rex: Yes!

Sly: Good man! [singing] You see the light, and it's oh, so bright, a million times more than before, now we'll show you the door, some starts fade, and some starts shine, the bright ones stand the test of time, the others burn out and sing, "yeah, we almost made it", "yeah, but we're overrated", kill your radio, you live a life for all to see, sometimes it's right, sometimes obscene, now you're the enemy, it's one for all and all for me, unlocking doors and misery, the others burn out and sing, "yeah, we almost made it", "yeah, but we're overrated", out of time, kill your radio, "yeah, we almost made it", "yeah, but we're overrated", out of time, kill your radio, out of time, kill your radio, out of time, kill your radio, out of time, kill your radio, it isn't all, that it's cracked up to be, I never thought it'd be so easy, I wouldn't have it any other way, you see the light, and it's oh, so bright, a million times more than before, now we'll show you the door, some starts fade, and some starts shine, the bright ones stand the test of time, the others burn out and sing, "yeah, we almost made it", "yeah, but we're overrated", out of time, kill your radio, "yeah, we almost made it", "yeah, but we're overrated", out of time, kill your radio, "yeah".

[Rex groans]

Sly: At least we got a day off before the next gig.

JoJo: Guys, a club owner in fleeceburg just offered us amazing money. I booked it.

Rex: For when?

JoJo: We're already running late.

Sly: They're paying money for us to play in this dump?

JoJo: Big money. Come on. You're on in ten minutes.

Rex: I'm guessing ticket sales are a little slow.

Leon: Are we breaking up?

Beau: This dive seems awfully familiar.

Sebastian: It should.

Rex: That voice seems awfully familiar!

Teens: Dude! Nobody move! What's going on? Who's touching me? What is this? Excuse me. What is going on?

[Rex grunts]

Sebastian: I built an exact replica of the first club you played in.

Beau: Hey, that's one of my puke stains. Fruitcake knows his details.

Rex: But I cured you.

Sebastian: Hmm... That was a copy, not the original.

Sly: Whatever. When's this gonna end, fan-boy?

Sebastian: It ends tonight. Check the floor at your feet.

[Rex grunts]

Sebastian: I've given up trying to get you back to your roots. So now you'll play what I want to hear for the next hour. And then your career ends with a bang.

Sly: On behalf of the band, I'd like to thank our manager, JoJo, for booking this totally insane gig!

[JoJo laughs nervously]

Sebastian: The sound of cold, hard cash is the only music sellouts like you listen to anymore.

Rex: They're not sellouts. They just got more popular than you wanted.

Sebastian: You try anything, and I'll end their last gig prematurely. You're only alive because I want you to see what the Trendbenders used to be like. For the next hour give me the early stuff, when you were cool.

Sly: Why bother? You're gonna nuke us, anyway.

Sebastian: Because if you don't play, this happens!

Sly: Aah!

Leon, Sly and Beau: No more!

Sly: Okay, dude, what's the first number?

Sebastian: "Crawling undertow"!

Sly: Well, how does it feel?

Sebastian: First album, seventh song. Fifth song on the Japanese import.

Sly: To get that weight back on our shoulders--

Sebastian: You're giving it a beat that wasn't in the original, man! Not even in the remix from the box set. Play it right this time! I'm missing the concert because of you!

Rex: Stinks to be you. Got to cure the real Sebastian. But which one is the mother ship?

Sebastian: You can't even play your old songs like you used to. Total disappointment. Let's end this bummer concert.

Sly: But we still have over a half-hour left!

Sebastian: Last song, no encore.

Rex: Tell me who's the original, or I'll turn you into dessert topping!

Sebastian: You don't scare me. I don't feel pain.

Rex: But the real Sebastian does. Sly! Maximum feedback! Now! Thanks, Doc.

Sebastian: AAAHHHH!

Rex: How do you like their new hit, Sebastian Prime? Here's another new groove you're not going to like.

Sebastian: Aah!

Rex: Congrats. You're back to being a solo act.

Sebastian: You've got to listen to me!

[Sebastian yelling]

Rex: Kidnapping, assault and battery, construction without a permit-- that should keep him away for years.

JoJo: Have to say it, guys, but we've got a gig in toledo to get to. Security?

Rex: Not anymore. Sebastian's done, and so am I.

Sly: Dude, I thought you wanted the rock'n'roll lifestyle.

Rex: I'm not tough enough for it. I need to get back to something easier, like city-smashing EVOs and conspiracies to take over the world.

Beau: Don't know what your missing.

Rex: I think do. But I don't miss this. Yes, doc? Don't need my earplugs anymore. I quit. Will you let me tell you? No, the EVO threat wasn't just an excuse. Well, I'm coming back! Will you let-- Doc!

Target: the Consortium

Rylander: You are...?

Rex: Rex. Rex Salazar. What are you?

Rylander: Lost... and found.

Rex: HUNH! AAAAAAAAH! AAAAAAAH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

[Rex gasps deeply]

Rex: Whoa. That was a total zero on the fun meter.

Dr. Holiday: Learning how to communicate with the nanite world isn't about fun. Did you get anywhere at all?

Rex: Don't know. I connected with a Master-Control Nanite for a second, and then I lost it. But I also got, like, this feeling that something's about to happen in the nanite world. Something... big.

Dr. Meechum: Argh! This is Rylander's speciality, not mine. There's no way I can cover for him.

Caesar: Not to worry, Dr. Meechum. You won't have to any longer. Dr. Rylander will take over from here.

Dr. Meechum: Oh, really, Caesar? From his current location of beyond the grave?

Rylander: Actually, Peter, I was never completely dead-- just spread a little thin-- [chuckling] Moleculary speaking. Caesar's been working on putting me back together.

Black Knight: All of them together-- At last. Contact the Consortium. We now have something to show them. Something big.

White Knight: Even having two of the Master-Control Nanites doesn't change the vital importance of finding the other three. But the latest intel I've received could give us a way to neutralize the group obsessed with these machines.

Six: The Consortium.

Rex: Aren't those the money guys that bankrolled the Nanite Project in Providence?

White Knight: The same. Formerly made-up of six members, but now five-- Reddick, made his wealth in real estate and construction. Vostock, black market finance and KGB... Zanubian, arms dealing and shipping. Roswell, oil and minerals. Anthony Haden-Scott, worldwide media.

[Rex munches]

Rex: Should we be writing this down for the pop quiz later?

White Knight: You may be facing them soon because of the efforts of our stealthiest agent.

Rex: Mm! Thank you! I think.

Jungle Cat: He's not talking about you.

Rex: Hey! It's Evo-cat guy! Uh... sorry-- What's your name? O...kay, cat with no collar, what's in the sack? Bunch of canaries? Well, that's... something.

White Knight: Our associate has been tracking the Consortium with a little help from a former member.

Rex: I remember him! He's the one Rylander got revenge on with an EVO love letter.

Jungle Cat: That he never recovered from. But he's still full of useful knowledge about the other members.

Rex: As long as you have a towel handy for the answers.

Jungle Cat: The Consortium has financed a new facility for nanite research. All of them will be at that location within the next six hours.

Six: And so will we.

White Knight: A rare opportunity like this can't be missed. You three will capture the Consortium and bring them to a secure location. Understood?

Rex: Purrfectly.

Black Knight: Gentlemen, I wanted you here today to--

Reddick: "Wanted?" Sounds like a command.

Vostok: [Russian accent] You get to ask, not order.

Black Knight: I'm sorry. Let me restate. I asked you here because I can now present some major developments in your quest. I finished construction on the nanite reactor and reassembled against all odds the original science team to run it. Doctors Meechum, systems expert. Salazar, artificial intelligence. Rylander, microengineering. And Van Kleiss, biomechanical integration.

Van Kleiss: Nanite's recorder locked in. Hologram Rylander saves money on meals. Glow, glow, glow, yipper.

[Van Kleiss smooches]

Dr. Meechum: A human flashlight and a brain-fried babbler. This is what I'm supposed to work with.

Vostok: Looks like your geniuses have some issues.

Anthony Haden-Scott: [British accent] I seem to recall there were two other Salazars on the team.

Black Knight: They're dead-- And just as well. Considering their actions are responsible for our setbacks, I highly doubt they would have cooperated.

[Jungle Cat snarls]

Black Pawns: Ohh!

[Rex gasps]

Rex: Black Pawns got to talk to their costume designer. Way too stuffy.

Jungle Cat: Be quiet.

Six: Our target?

Roswell: [Southern accent] Little lady, I'm hoping you didn't get me out here just to watch some lab jockeys do their homework.

Vostok: I know I've got better things to do.

Black Knight: Aside from the all-important reassembly of the science team and activation of the nanite reactor, I do have another development to show you.

Roswell: Yeah? What else you got?

Black Knight: An acquisition.

[Rex groans]

Rylander: Lost... and found.

[Rex groans]

Jungle Cat: What's wrong with you?

Rex: Forget the Consortium! I know where we can find a Master-Control Nanite.

Six: Where?

Rex: Here.

Six: We're doing both. You two get the nanite, I'll get the Consortium.

Anthony Haden-Scott: On of the five? That's all?

Reddick: You know we need all of the Master-Control Nanites to do us any good.

Vostok: What about the two you lost? And the other two still out there?

Black Knight: We'll have the other four in due time. Take this back to the vault. But remember that each one has its own useful powers. : Roswell: Not enough to drag me all the way out there, little lady.

Black Knight: "Black Knight".

Black Pawns: You're not one of us.

Six: Stay clear of the Pawns. They're not buying our cover. Repeat-- Stay clear of the Pawns.

Rex: Steel door. A vault!

[Rex grunts]

Jungle Cat: That was close.

Rex: Got it. Have to be as stealthy as you from now on.

[Jungle Catsnarls]

[Jungle Cat snarling]

Jungle Cat: Van Kleiss!

[Jungle Cat muffled grunting]

Rex: Way not to be stealthy. Sorry, cat guy. I know you want payback for him turning you into stone and all, but the nanite is more important.

Black Pawns: Security alert. Intruder.

[Jungle Cat snarls]

Jungle Cat: You find the nanite. I'll be a diversion.

Anthony Haden-Scott: She has shown us some progress. That one nanite is significant in itself.

Reddick: It's all five or nothing. Or are you thinking of working a separate deal with the one?

Vostok: Can we please not talk like this while those two are in the room?

Roswell: Yeah, Xanubian, put a sock in all your yammerin'.

Black Pawns: Another intruder at security zone three. It's Agent Six.

Rex: Gotcha.

Black Pawns: Unh! Aah!

Rex: I'll take that. Six! I've got the nanite!

Six: Meet your outside.

[Rex gasps]

[Rex grunting]

[Jungle Cat snarls]

Rex: I've got it! Let's scat, cat!

Black Knight: If he's here-- So is Rex. Vault security, come in.

Reddick: Is there a problem?

Black Knight: A minor security issue. I'm taking care of it.

Vostok: [Russian accent] You better, little lady.

Rex: Well, mission half accomplished.

Six: This should complete it.

Rex: You planted a bomb?!

Six: Plan "B".

Rex: The cat! He's still inside! No! We've got to go back for the cat! He's on his own mission. Van Kleiss is there.

Six: Understood.

Black Pawns: Black Knight, shouldn't we evacuate?

Black Knight: The security threat has been removed. Among other things. Track them, find them.

Van Kleiss: Interlace template, instal copper buffers, hold the mayo, set core temp, heat cold fries.

Jungle Cat: Remember me?

Van Kleiss: Someone let the cat in.

Jungle Cat: You cast me aside as if I was garbage. Turned me to stone. Drained me of life-- Almost. Now it's your turn to suffer.

Van Kleiss: Had a kitty once. Not you. Bubbles liked catnip and parsnips. Chapped lips. Hip, hip, hooray!

[Jungle Cat growls]

Dr. Meechum: If you're here to clean up, ask for directions, not Dr. Screwloose.

Rex: Ugh! Meechum. Bro. He's here to put Van Kleiss out of the world's misery. Give me a reason why he shouldn't.

[Jungle Cat growls]

Rylander: Because the world needs him right now, Rex.

Rex: Dr. Rylander! How did you--

[Rex gasps]

Rex: [to Caesar] You got it to work.

Rylander: I've looked better, I'll admit, but I'm still very much alive. And so happy to see you again.

Rex: If you could bring him back--

Caesar: Sorry, Rex. It won't work for mom and dad.

Rex: So, you've come back-- But you're working for them!

Rylander: It seems crazy, I know, but look at our progress-- The nanite reactor is almost operational!

Rex: Not if I destroy it.

Black Knight: Surround them.

Caesar: Trust me, hermano, We're doing the right thing.

Rex: You keep saying that, but I don't believe it anymore!

[Jungle Cat snarls]

Van Kleiss: Bubbles, I'm sorry. Here, kitty, kitty. Left you out in the rain, rain go away--

[Jungle Cat snarls]

[Jungle Cat snarling]

Van Kleiss: Ugh! Easy on the hot sauce, Peter, Peter pumpkin two seater.

Rylander: [to Caesar] Tell him, Caesar!

Rex: Tell me what?

Six: Revenge time is up.

[Rex grunts]

[Jungle Cat snarls]

[Jungle Cat roars]

Dr. Meechum: Aah! Careful! Our work! Ugh! Take it outside!

Rex: Ugh!

[Rex grunting]

Rylander: Rex. Rex Salazar.

Rex: I can't talk now! Ugh!

Black Knight: Thank you.

Rex: You're so not welcome.

Black Knight: You should have left when you had the chance.

[Black Knight grunts]

Rex: You guys have such a great cafeteria.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Had to come back for more.

[Rex grunts]

Rex: Aah! Unh!

Six: Unh!

[Black Knight grunting]

Black Knight: Unh!

Six: UNNNNNNNNH!

Black Knight: Ugh!

[Jungle Cat snarls]

Rex: Let's say adiós.

Six: There's still plan "B".

Rex: We're not assassins.

Six: You're not. This might be our one chance.

Rex: To be like them? Then what makes us different?

Six: Go. I'm right behind you.

Roswell: You brought us into an ambush! Right behind you, Mr. Chatterbox.

Vostok: You are cowards.

Reddick: Graveyards are full of dummies that thought they were though.

Vostok: Black Knight, we have a lot to discuss about your future.

Black Knight: By all means, let's talk.

Jungle Cat: Where's Six?

Rex: He said he was right behind us.

Six: I am. The Consortium still has to be dealt with.

Rex: We now have three Master-Control Nanites. I'd say the Consortium has to deal with us.

Six: Understood.

Jungle Cat: Purrfectly.

Anthony Haden-Scott: I'm shocked. What happened?

Black Knight: It seems Vostok had an unfortunate run-in with our intruders as he was leaving. But, there's good news. The reactor is gone. Soon we will have all the nanites we need.

Anthony Haden-Scott: "We"?

Black Knight: I think it's time we walked about my promotion.

Enemies Mine

Valve: Battle is to be waged between your courage and my power. You lose.

Gatlocke: Valve, my friend. Lovely day for a riot, don't you think?

Valve: What do you want, Gatlocke?

Gatlocke: I want lots of things-- A doomsday weapon, my own private island, for my mom to stop calling me to fix her computer. But what I really want is to give you a message. It's time. I suppose I'll make the introductions.

Valve: A biker needs no introduction. And everyone knows Hunter Cain.

Hunter Cain: Everything is going according to plan. We get one more thing. Then we get wrecked.

Rex: Sorry we're late.

Bobo: We're not late. We're fashionably early.

Providence Agent: I was starting to think I was on my own. I've been calling for help, but Providence hasn't answered.

Six: What set this off?

Providence Agent: No idea. One moment everything was fine. The next moment, complete chaos.

Rex: I'm heading in. I'll lock up when I'm done. Oh, don't bother getting up. I'm just gonna knock you back down again.

Bobo: Back in your cages, you filthy animals!

Rex: Huh? What? You? It's a who's-who of old EVOs. Whew! Really not in the mood for this. You're kidding me. You?!

Gatlocke: Three men, one objective, no rules. Oh, this is exciting, isn't it? Or is it just me?

Valve: The others are saying that Rex is here. Rex will get his when we're ready.

Hunter Cain: Watch yourselves. This one's unpredictable. We know what you want, No-Face. Then we can give it to you. Do what we say. Then you'll get Rex. You'll get the chance to tear Rex apart. Piece by piece. Now we're ready.

Rex: So you remember who I am. Surprised you have a big enough brain for that. These cells are pretty dull. Let's redecorate. No way I'm letting an EVO get won over on me. Especially a big old frog.

Gatlocke: Almost out. Freedom is just a... Bottomless ravine away.

Valve: The biker begs the question, how are we getting across?

Gatlocke: You know that's not really how begging the question is supposed to be used. Are we kidding? Anyone who gets worked up over that phrase needs to be savagely beaten.

Hunter Cain: This'll override the drawbridge system.

Gatlocke: Ooh, now how would someone like you procure something like that?

Hunter Cain: Friends and hide places.

Rex: Okay, frog legs. Let's put you in solitary confinement.

Bobo: Do you look like you got run over by an overstuffed garbage truck?

Rex: Feels like it. This is a prison riot. Where's Providence? They should be all over this.

Six: They never responded to any calls.

Rex: It's a setup. Providence wanted this to happen. But why?

Six: Six here. Go ahead.

Rex: Wait. This bridge wasn't down before.

Bobo: Yeah. About that. Some of the prisoners escaped together. Gatlocke...

Rex: That's bad.

Bobo: Hunter Cain...

Rex: That's even worse!

Bobo: Valve.

Rex: That's... Really? Valve?

Bobo: Yeah. And No-Face.

Rex: Those four are loose? Together?

Six: We've got a bigger problem.

Rex: How can it be bigger than this?

Six: The EVOs in the city-- The only thing keeping them tame are their control collars.

Rex: And this is a problem because...?

Six: Because someone has shut them all down.

Rex: Let me get that for you.

Bobo: Dumpster dog. Considering you used to ride around in the Paris, I guess you're moving up in the world. Main to your mud.

Six: Are you injured?

Rex: Just worn out. Is this day over yet?

Bobo: Oh! Signs pointing no.

Rex: Huh? That came from the track. Can you handle things here?

Bobo: Only one way to find out. Valve. Those nanite superchargers you keep using are bad for your health.

Valve: If I were you, I'd be more concerned with your own short-term health.

Rex: Please, like I have anything to worry about from you. The other three, they're dangerous. You, you're just comedy relief.

Valve: I am not. Comedy relief.

Rex: Well, you're not funny, that's for sure.

Valve: Like the road that continues on, so must the biker.

Rex: Where did he go so? Ew! Get away from my tacos, cockroach! Huh? You running away? I'll give you this much, Valve. Maybe you're getting smarter.

No-Face: Unlike you.

Rex: I put you away once, No-Face. I'll do it again.

No-Face: The one who makes machines. The one we've been waiting for.

Rex: Huh? Figures you try to shoot a guy in the back.

Hunter Cain: All I see is a filthy EVO.

Rex: Okay, first off, that Lai is tired. Second off, last time I checked, you're teaming up with one. Would that make you an EVO lover? All this hide and seek is wearing me down! Huh? Figures.

Gatlocke: Leaving so soon? That's not going to impress the hiring committee. Now, let's see what we have here. "Honor roll, A/V Club." Ugh. "Glee Club." [Scoffs] I'm going to have to be brutally honest with you. You're perfect for my gang. Can you sing soprano? My last soprano drove his motorcycle off a cliff. He survived, but his voice was never the same. By the way, can you fly? This is quite the surprise. I'm willing to hire you, Rex, but you better have some excellent references.

Rex: Back to prison, Gatlocke!

Gatlocke: Then consider the offer rescinded! You could be a valued member of my gang. It's a tough job market out there, you know?

Rex: I'd never work for you!

Gatlocke: No, not with that attitude, you wouldn't. Welcome to my gang. Your first task is to destroy Rex-- That guy right there.

[Rex grunts]

Gatlocke: Your second task is to complete harassment training. I teach the class. This pamphlet explains everything.

Rex: No, no, no!

Dr. Holiday: Rex, come in. What's happening?

Rex: One really bad day.

Dr. Holiday: Your nanite readings are off the charts.

Rex: No surprise. I've been fighting and curing EVOs non stop.

Dr. Holiday: We need to upload your nanites immediately.

Rex: Now? Doc, my four worst enemies are still on the loose. Well, my three worst enemies in Valve. Plus the city's in chaos. And where in the world is Providence? How come they're not here dealing with this?

Dr. Holiday: Six and Bobo can mop up the last few EVOs. You have to offload.

Rex: Okay, fine. But we better make it fast.

Dr. Holiday: You'll be locked in the chamber for one hour.

Rex: Just do it, doc.

Dr. Holiday: This could be a long sixty minutes.

Valve: According to the tracking bug, Rex is inside.

Hunter Cain: Gentlemen, this is what we've been waiting for. It's time for Rex to die.

Dr. Holiday: They followed him.

Gatlocke: After we kill Rex. We should work together and form a team call ourselves... Gatlocke and the kitty cats.

Valve: Silence your mouth or the biker will silence it for you.

Gatlocke: Oh, Valve. You can pretend to be angry, but deep down, you know you're a kitty cat.

Hunter Cain: They know we're here.

Gatlocke: You're quite feisty. Have you ever considered a career in the fast growing field of post apocalyptic gangs?

Valve: She has spirit. Valve the biker will see that spirit crushed.

Gatlocke: You're Gatlocke's favorite kitty cat. Hmm. Rrr.

Hunter Cain: Don't follow her. She's trying to lead us away from Rex. Rex is close-by.

Valve: Rex's chamber... Five minutes to spare.

Hunter Cain: More than enough time.

Gatlocke: I could have sworn that we'd agreed to take Rex out together.

Hunter Cain: I'm changing the terms of the deal if you have a problem with that, feel free to stand right where you are. I've waited a long time for this. Rex!

Valve: Empty? Or a trick of the mind?

Rex: Isn't that obvious? Then again, that tracking bug you stuck on me was obvious, too. And the fake countdown? Obvious. It only took me thirty minutes to upload my nanites. You wanted to run me ragged so you could get me. Instead, here you are all in one place. Gotcha!

Valve: UGHH!

Rex: UGHHHH! I still don't get why you enlisted Valve. I mean, he's really a third-string bad guy.

Valve: Valve is the biker. A biker is dangerous.

Rex: Hmm. Yeah. No.

Valve: Rrrr!

Rex: So unpredictable. Like a third-string bad guy.

Valve: AAAAH!

Gatlocke: I have a horrible sneaking suspicion that he's winning.

Hunter Cain: Then do something about it!

Gatlocke: Don't have to yell. A kind word will get you much further.

[Rex grunts]

Gatlocke: UGHHH! Oh! Oh! Oh ho ho! Ouch! My back! My front and my back! OHH! This is total, total agony!

[Gatlocke gasps]

Gatlocke: [Calmly] I'm okay. Really. I'm fine.

Hunter Cain: You're lucky. I'll give you that. But you're only delaying the inevitable. You can't beat us all!

Rex: I never intended to. This offload facility? I reprogrammed it. My surplus nanites aren't being stored. They're powering the shield.

Hunter Cain: It's a trap!

Rex: Have fun keeping each other company!

Bobo: What a day.

Rex: You know, none of this would have happened if Providence hadn't released the convicts and turned out all those EVOs.

Dr. Holiday: They did that to keep you busy.

Rex: Keep me busy from what?

Dr. Holiday: The Nanite Project. We just found out. While we dealt with the EVOs, Black Knight got her hands on another Master-Control Nanite.

Rex: Then it's time.

Endgame, Part One

Rex: It was going to happen sooner or later. We had most of the pieces, so it was only a matter of time before the Black Knight made her move. And of all the chances she had to attack, it had to be tonight-- At this very moment-- While I was in the shower. Huh? How many?

Six: Should it matter?

Dr. Holiday: Can't you do any better than that?

Bobo: I thought you'd never ask.

Rex: Rah! Yah!

Dr. Holiday: If they get to the Meta-Nanites, we still have options.

Rex: Of the self-destruct kind? No, thanks, Doc. It's not going to end that way-- Hopefully.

Black Knight: We'll dispense with the pleasantries. You know what we want.

Rex: There is no way you're walking out of here with the nanites.

Black Knight: You seem so certain.

Rex: We've beaten you before. Every single time, in fact. So, this time is different-- How? Okay. That's different. Ugh! You're an EVO?!

Black Knight: Do you think you were the only one they experimented on back in the day? You were the guinea pig. Consider me the new-and-improved version.

Rex: Okay. Before we go any further, I should probably explain a few things. It started when a bunch of rich guys decided they wanted to live forever, so they got the best scientists in the world to figure out how. The answer was nanites. These microscopic machines would cure disease, end hunger, and pretty much make the world a better place. My parents and older brother were on the team, and so was this guy. Look familiar? Van Kleiss. Then one day there was an accident. To save my life, my parents injected me with nanites. It worked. But there were a few crazy side effects, like the fact I could talk to machines and, later on, build some pretty cool things. That got the rich guys thinking-- How far could we take this? Turns out pretty far. These little machines could control the very fabric of the Universe, but they would need a Master-Control Nanite to program all the others and tell them what to do. Energy, gravity, time/space, elemental, mechanical-- All the things that make the Universe run. Combined together, they would pretty much make you a God. And when my brother and parents found out the Consortium was about to put these nanites inside themselves, they sort of freaked out in a "got to save the Earth" kind of way. Something had to be done to stop it. Turns out that meant blowing the whole thing up, better known as "The Nanite Event". That didn't end well for my parents. While everyone else ran away, my parents were trapped inside. Sill not sure how. There was some good news-- No more Master-Control Nanites. And the bad news? Dangerous unprogrammed nanites got spread across the world, and nanites plus DNA equals EVO. My brother Caesar got caught in a time warp during his escape. Van Kleiss got blown to smithereens and became the world's biggest pain in the nanite. And me? I got amnesia and traveled the globe living the good life-- At least, that's how I tell it. The only part I know of wasn't all that much to brag about. I did get some good friends and a few enemies out of the deal. Turns out that losing my memory was a regular thing for me. Last time I woke up and said, "Who Am I?" It was when this guy found me-- Agent Six. He worked for Providence, sort of a global police force created to clean up after the event. It was paid for mostly by the same group of goons that started the whole thing-- The Consortium. It was great for a while. I had my own personal doctor, a chimp sidekick, a cool best friend to hang with. I was a full-fledged hero. The world loved me, and my powers kept getting better and better. Van Kleiss was still a pain, but I managed to take care of him. A few times, actually. Then things started to get not so cool. My brother shows up from out of nowhere. I get thrown six months into the future to find White Knight kicked out of Providence and this lady in charge-- Black Knight. She's been the lapdog of the Consortium from day one, and now her bosses want to pick up where they left off. Most of the old team of scientists have been reunited, and together, they've restarted the nanite program. The Master-Control Nanites were spread across the globe in the first explosion, and we've been racing against Providence to get them back. So far, we've been winning that fight, and that pretty much brings us to right now.

[Rex grunts]

[Black Knight grunts]

Rex: The Black Pawns are robots?!

Black Knight: Total obedience at the flip of a switch. Can you blame me?

Black Pawn: What's so funny?

Six: I hold back against people. You're not people.

Six, Dr. Holiday and Bobo: Aaaaah!

[Bobo Haha grunts]

[Rex grunts]

[Black Knight grunts]

Rex: Huh? Ugh!

Feakins: Hey! Hey! Take it easy, would you? Oh!

Rex: Fitzy?!

Feakins: Heh? Sorry, guy. They found me. She's hard to say "No" to-- And live.

Black Knight: Well put, Mr. Feakins. And thanks to his unique ability, we can set aside our nanite enhancements and do this the old-fashioned way.

Rex: Come on. That's not fair. I'm unarmed!

Black Knight: Precisely.

Van Kleiss: Stop! Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad idea.

Rex: Listen to the crazy guy.

Black Knight: Why are you here, Van Kleiss?

Van Kleiss: I forgot. Oh, no, wait. I remember. He's got a Master-Control Nanite swallowed up inside him. It's been hiding, the naughty thing.

Rex: On second thought, don't listen to him. He's, uh-- He's crazy, remember?

Black Knight: You're sure of this?

Van Kleiss: Oh, yes, yes. Quite sure. Do you have any mints?

Black Knight: I want Rex at the lab. Restrain and sedate him.

Rex: How, hold on a minute.

Feakins: Hey! What about me?

Black Knight: I'm not taking any chances. He stays with Rex. Kill the others.

Rex: Ugh! Ahh.

Master-Control Nanite: Human.

Rex: What are you telling me? What do you want?

Master-Control Nanite: Complete. Complete. Complete. Complete. Complete.

Rex: Okay, I get it. How?

[Rex grunts]

[Rex gasps]

Caesar: Calm down, Rex. You're safe.

Rex: Safe?! Black Knight and her robo-troopers just came knocking, and Van crazy says I have a Master-Control Nanite inside me!

Caesar: Fascinating, isn't it? All this time, it's been hiding undetected inside you. I wonder if this particular control unit is responsible for his unique nano-evolution.

Rex: Are any of you even listening to me?

Feakins: Boy, I am. It's like a movie but real! I just want to go start pressing buttons. Can I get another milkshake?

Dr. Meechum: How exactly do you plan on getting it out of him?

Black Knight: I have a suggestion. Tear it out.

Rylander: It would kill him.

Black Knight: That's none of my concern.

Caesar: The nanite is tied to his DNA. Simply pulling it out of him would ruin the nanite.

Rex: And me, too, remember?

Caesar: The only way this will work is if we put him in the cyclotron with the other Metas. It should extract automatically during the reassembly.

Black Knight: And if it doesn't?

Caesar: Hmm. Good question.

Rex: Here's another one-- Don't I get a say in this? Like, isn't this the exact thing that our parents died trying to stop?

Black Knight: Take him to the hub and prepare for the transfer. The Consortium is here and extremely impatient. I want this finished within the hour.

Feakins: Aah! Hey, what am I-- Sandpaper? Not so rough! [Sputtering] Rough.

Rex: Glad someone can see the humor in this.

Black Knight: Van Kleiss, see that Rex is well taken care of.

Dr. Meechum: [to Caesar] I hope you know what you're doing, Salazar. This is a huge risk we're taking.

Rylander: Listen to Peter. The thing we swore to stop at any cost, the thing that took your parents-- It could happen-- Right here, today!

Caesar: It can't, and it won't. You'll have to trust me on this.

Rylander: You can only say that so many times, Caesar.

Anthony Haden-Scott: We've been waiting almost an hour. Not even refreshments?

Black Knight: You can have your snack after we become Gods.

Roswell: "We"?

Black Knight: That's right-- "We." None of this would be possible without my efforts.

Roswell: And our money, sister.

Black Knight: By all means, have your contempt. There's plenty of room buried next to the Russian if you'd like to keep him company. That's what I thought. Now, if you'll follow me--

Bobo: "Kill the others." Not gonna happen, lady. We're bulletproof. Ow! Hangnail.

Dr. Holiday: Ugh! We know where they took him. Why are we here? We need to go get Rex.

Six: I agree. We just don't have the resources, Rebecca. We'd need an army.

Dr. Holiday: You've been known to make the impossible happen, Six. How hard could that be?

Six: Six here. Copy that. We just got ourselves an army.

Dr. Holiday: You see?

Van Kleiss: That's will be all.

Feakins: But the lady said-- Good luck, Kid.

[Rex straining]

Van Kleiss: These restraints were made for you. You're very special, you know.

Rex: Lucky me.

Caesar: Van Kleiss-- Leave us.

Rex: I really hate you.

Caesar: I know how this looks, Rex.

Rex: But what? I just have to trust you? Is that what you were going to say? Just help me-- Please.

Caesar: It may not seem like it, but I am.

Rex: Caesar-- I'm scared.

Caesar: So am I, little brother. This will all be over in a few minutes.

Rex: It's already over! When I get out of this, I never want to see you again!

Rylander: Commencing countdown.

Roswell: WHOO-HOO!

Reddick: Payback time!

[Rex grunts]

Caesar: This won't be entirely unpleasant. It should feel similar to when you offload surplus nanites.

Rex: Stop! You can't do this! You can't merge!

Dr. Meechum: Something's wrong.

Rylander: Of course something's wrong. The kid is fighting it.

Caesar: This could be bad.

Rylander: You have to tell him, Caesar!

Caesar: Rex, you have to stop. Listen to me. The nanites are supposed to do-- Rex? Can you hear me?

Dr. Meechum: Actually, he can't. There's a short in the comm relay.

Van Kleiss: This would be a wonderful day for a picnic.

Rex: RA-A-A-A-A-A-H!

Anthony Haden-Scott: Ugh!

Black Knight: Ugh!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: So much for that plan.

[Rex laughs]

Rex: Oh, serves you right. All that and you come out of the oven looking like freaks. Nice job!

Black Knight: It's not exactly what we were expecting, but it's a start.

Reddick: This isn't what we agreed to.

Roswell: Where's the rest of our power? This is all messed up!

Dr. Meechum: How can this be possible?

Rylander: The Meta-Nanites were dispersed between the five. This is quite a surprise.

Caesar: We've got to get Rex out of there. Step aside, Van Kleiss.

Van Kleiss: They still don't have what they want-- And neither do you.

Black Knight: You're angry. I can see that. If you want to take it out on anyone, it should be Rex.

Anthony Haden-Scott: I think I can agree to that.

Roswell: Count me in! This might actually be fun!

Rex: Let's think about this for a second. Whoa!

[Rex grunts]

Rex: How 'bout that? Exactly one second. Whoa! Aah!

Anthony Haden-Scott: What a perfect way to learn to use our powers-- Tearing this brat apart.

Rex: Only one problem with that, sparky. I've been using my powers a whole lot longer-- And I'm pretty good.

Roswell: You got any ideas here, missy, or we gonna stand around and get it handed to us?

Black Knight: The Meta-Nanites were designed to work together. So will we.

Rex: What? Are you gonna join together to make a robo-mutant?

Black Knight: That's exactly what we're going to do.

Rex: I need to stop giving them ideas. Huh?

[Rex grunts]

[Rex groans]

Black Knight: No one to help you-- No family, no friends, nothing. It's a terrible way to go.

White Knight: Captain Calan, target the base. All weapons, sire.

Providence Agent: Fire control reports they're being jammed, sir.

White Knight: Only one salvo. Black Knight must have prepared for this.

[Rex groans softly]

Rex: Big giant robot. Black Knight.

Six: We know.

Rex: Have to-- Stay and stop them.

Dr. Holiday: Another time, Rex.

Rex: I-I--

[Rex groans]

Dr. Holiday: Holiday to White Knight. We have Rex.

Reddick: We're just gonna watch them go?!

Black Knight: Let Providence have their weapon back. With our combined power, the world is ours.

Endgame, Part Two

Black Knight: Science has given us a tremendous gift-- Nanites. We've seen what they can do-- The good and the bad. But they're true potential has been largely unseen. Until now. Our goals are varied. Fame... power... revenge... wealth... order. Yet, one thing unites us-- Greed. You're surprised I admit it? Well, don't be. You'll never get far in life without wanting it all. And for those who might consider standing in our way... We'll let our powers speak for themselves. The world is ours. And no one can stop us.

[Roswell laughs]

Roswell: This is more fun than my first rodeo. What else you got?

Six: Any change?

Dr. Holiday: He's sleeping. The nanites in him are making repairs. That's a good thing. He's a tough kid, Six.

Six: I know.

Dr. Meechum: See you next time. Judging by what you fed us for lunch, I'm guessing twenty minutes. Can't even go to the little scientists' room without them breathing down our necks. How long are we going to put up with this?

Caesar: I know it's not easy working under these circumstances.

Dr. Meechum: Do you? I don't hear you complaining, or have you even noticed that we're prisoniers?

Rylander: Gentlemen, please. Can we focus on a more important problem? The Consortium's gain of power is a troubling outcome. Something should be done.

Dr. Meechum: If you're talking about stopping them, I'm listening.

Black Knight: I want you all in the boardroom in three minutes.

Dr. Meechum: The world is being taken over by nanite-fueled ex-c.e.o. Psychos, and they still act like they're running a business.

Roswell: You nerds gave us a raw deal. I want a do-over.

Caesar: A do-over?

Anthony Haden-Scott: What my colleague means to say is that our powers are remarkable to be sure, but we only have one seventh of what we were promised.

Rylander: You're asking a lot.

Dr. Meechum: You're asking the impossible. You'd be lucky to survive the extraction.

Caesar: This is true. You may be powerful, but you're not Rex.

Black Knight: I share your disappointment, gentlemen. But are you willing to lose everything for this?

Roswell: Go big or go home.

Black Knight: Van Kleiss, what do you have to say?

Van Kleiss: Easy-peasy. I can do it. It's only a matter of correctly calibrating the bio-filters with the homing frequency of the nanites. By the way, have you seen my socks?

Caesar: Van Kleiss--

Black Knight: Has an assignment. The rest of you-- Stay out of trouble.

Rex: You started without me.

Six: Glad to see you up and around. Something bothering you?

Rex: Besides Black Knight taking over the world? I'm trying to find my friends. I know Providence took them.

Six: We're working on that.

Rex: And are we doing anything about the Consortium? What about-- The robot? The one I can build. Don't play dumb, Six.

Six: Come with me.

Rex: That's me? No way! All this time, I could have been making myself into that thing? Ohh! Maybe not.

Six: Evidence suggest that you've never been able to control it. It's a weapon of last defense. This was filmed on the day that I found you. It was also the day I made a promise that it would be the last time you ever built this machine.

[Rex scoffs]

Rex: Or what, you'd kill me? You plan on keeping that promise?

Six: Rex, you have to know something. We believe this is the type of thing that ends in you losing your memory.

Rex: Well, it happened to you, and you turned out just fine.

Six: I only lost six years. Six years is all you have. You would lose everything. I'm not gonna tell you what to do, but you need to think about the consequences of some of your options.

Noah: It feels weird hanging out when the world is under attack. I don't know if I should be fighting back or out in the wilderness setting up a survival compound.

Rex: If you had the power to stop all this, but it meant losing everything, would you do it, Noah?

Noah: I don't know. I'm just glad I don't have to make that kind of decision. I guess that's why you're the hero.

[Rex sighs]

Rex: I wish I could get some kind of sign. Anything. Hmm.

Van Kleiss: Red and yellow, red and yellow. One false move can kill a fellow.

[Van Kleiss laughs]

Dr. Meechum: He's got local control. We're locked out. I still don't even know how this is possible.

Rylander: I've been looking at the data projections. As crazy as Van Kleiss is, his theory is sound.

Van Kleiss: Sorry to disturb your sleepy sleep. There might be a slight delay.

Black Knight: Why?

Van Kleiss: We have a visitor. Should I set out tea?

Rex: Hey, in there! Come on out!

Black Knight: Back for more? Happy to accommodate.

Rex: I should warn you. It's going to get ugly.

Black Knight: One would think you would have learned the last time. I can feel you resisting me. Stop.

Roswell: Why is it you get to call all the shots?

Black Knight: Because I'm the one who has the power to join us. Help me defeat Rex, and you can call all the shots you like.

Rex: Hyah!

[Rex babbling]

[Rex gasps]

Six: It's a weapon of last defense. It's happened.

Noah: That's Rex?

White Knight: I'm going to assume you're seeing what I'm seeing.

Six: White--

White Knight: Before you say anything, Six-- Whatever agreement we may have had regarding this situation no longer applies. Am I clear?

Six: Understood.

Dr. Holiday: What was that all about?

Six: A second chance.

Dr. Holiday: Six, we have to do something.

Six: I've seen it before. We're too late.

[Rex coughing]

Rex: Donde esta mi zapato?

Noah: Rex! Hold on!

Rex: What? What happened?

Bobo: You blew up, kid.

Six: Do you know who we are?

Rex: I-- I do! Oh-ho! I remember! Ow! Ow! I wish I could forget this pain in my-- The Consortium!

Anthony Haden-Scott: This is utter nonsense. I refuse to be led around like a show dog.

Reddick: You can always go back outside and take it up with Providence.

Black Knight: Guard the door. Nothing gets by you.

Six: They're robots.

Rex: Oh! Right! That part I forgot.

Bobo: Next time, leave some for the rest of us, huh?

Rylander: I'll stay here and guard the equipment.

[Rylander laughs]

Caesar: Little brother, they've had this place completely locked down. I've been trying to reach you.

Bobo: What he said.

Dr. Meechum: Yeah, you deserved that.

Rex: Open it.

Dr. Meechum: We can't. Still completely locked out of the system. Besides, you can't interrupt once the cycle has started.

Rex: Well, then, un-start it!

Black Knight: You cleaned up for the occasion. How thoughtful of you.

Van Kleiss: Oh, this isn't for you. You didn't actually believe that I'd let the five of you have all this power.

Anthony Haden-Scott: I thought you were working for us?

[Van Kleiss laughs evilly]

Rex: You see that? I knew it! He's not crazy! Okay... oh! He's crazy, but just his usual crazy.

Black Knight: Van Kleiss, I am not amused.

Van Kleiss: I don't imagine you would be. This was always my intention, even in the very beginning. It's a pity your parents caught me trying to activate the sequence for myself. And, of course, there's the "broken" hatch. The world would be a much better place if they had just left well enough alone.

Anthony Haden-Scott: Black Knight, do something.

Black Knight: Van Kleiss, you have made a huge mistake.

Van Kleiss: Now, then, let the fun begin.

[Black Knight groans]

[Van Kleiss laughs evilly]

Dr. Meechum: You can't overload that relay from a subdirectory. You have to get a root. It's impossible from here.

Caesar: You're a very negative person, Peter Meechum.

[Dr. Meechum groans]

Dr. Meechum: I'll try from the main terminal in the lab.

[Rex grunts]

Caesar: Rex, wait! That's not necessary.

Rex: I'm not waiting around, hermano.

Caesar: No. That's not what I mean.

Van Kleiss: Yes. I can see it.

[Van Kleiss laughs evilly]

Van Kleiss: Huh? No.

[Van Kleiss grunts]

[Van Kleiss groans]

Dr. Holiday: It's incredible something so small could have so much power. That thing could rip apart the very fabric of the universe.

Rex: It's still a nanite. I'm gonna talk to it.

Caesar: No. It's okay.

[The fully complete Meta Nanite comes to Rex, as if it were waiting for him, whose eyes and body glow with a pale blue cosmic aura.]

Caesar: Rex, listen to me. The Meta-Nanite-- It could never work in anyone but you. Not in its pure state. Mom and dad, we programmed it that way from the very beginning. All of this-- It's meant for you.

Six: What are you saying?

Caesar: Right now, Rex is the most powerful being in the universe.

Bobo: You hear that, Kid? Don't let it get to your head.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, can you hear me?

Rex: Yeah, Doc. This is pretty trippy. Not exactly sure what I'm supposed to do now.

Black Knight: You're a God, Rex. You can do anything you want.

Six: You know what to do.

Rex: You're right, Six. So are the rest of you. I can do anything I want. Maybe it's time for a revolution. Isn't that what you five wanted? A revolution? Well, welcome to it.

Noah: Is he gonna be like this from now on?

Rylander: Uh-- People. He's inside the nanite reactor.

Dr. Holiday and Caesar: Inside?

Rex: Okay, little guys. I need you to do something for me.

Black Knight: Follow me, quickly.

Reddick: I'm through following you. We trusted you with everything, and look what we got.

Black Knight: We may still be able to retain some of our abilities, but only if you follow me.

Dr. Meechum: Are you seeing this?

Rylander: Technically, I don't have eyes, but yes.

Providence Agent: Reports are coming in. EVOs all over the world are spontaneously curing.

Six: Not spontaneous.

Caesar: He must have programmed all the nanites in the reactor to initiate a Worldwide Cure event.

Rylander: What is your next directive?

Rex: I don't want anyone using you again. Ever. And that includes me. Deactivate.

[Rex groans]

Rex: I think it's over.

Dr. Holiday: I think you're right.

Caesar: I wanted to tell you, brother. So much was at stake.

Rex: We're good. And we'll always be brothers.

Diane Ferrah: Across the world, not an EVO to be found. After more than six years, it appears we've awoken from the nightmare.

White Knight: The EVOs may be gone, but we still have nanites.

Rex: Leave it to you to spoil all the fun, White Knight.

Dr. Holiday: There are some people here to see you, Rex.

Rex: Tuck? Cricket? Skwydd?

Skwydd: Eh, I guess I should start going by Walter again.

[Rex runs to Circe and the two lovers share a close hug, happy to be together at last]

Rex: Uh... Are you...?

Circe: I'm okay. Normal, but okay. I think you may have put yourself out of a job.

Skywdd: Yeah. What are you gonna do? Go to school?

Rylander: It was nice having the team back together. You know, we should find a new project.

Dr. Meechum: You kidding? I'd rather have root canal with a rake. Worst experience of my life.

Caesar: Do you want to hear about some of my new ideas or not?

Dr. Meechum: I'm listening.

Rex: Finally.

Six: Need anything?

Rex: Nope. I'm good. There's always going to be something, isn't there?

Six: Yes, there is.

Characters

Main

• Rex Salazar (Daryl Sabara)
• Six
• White Knight
• Bobo Haha

Supporting

• Circe (Tara Sands)
• Tuck (Dante Bosco)
• Skwydd
• Cricket
• Beverley Holiday
• Caesar Salazar
• Five
• Tres
• IV

Villains

• Van Kleiss
• The Pack
• Gatlocke
• Hunter Cain
• Quarry
• Black Knight
• The Consortium

Couples

• Dr. Rebecca Holiday & Six
• Rex & Circe
• Noah Nixon & Claire Bowman

Elements

Rex's Machines "Builds"

• Big Fat Sword
• Buzz Saw
• Punk Busters
• Boogie Pack
• Cannon
• Smack Hands

Rex's Other Abilities

• Technopathy
• Data Manipulation
• Technological Manipulation
• E.V.O. Curing
• Breach Detection
• Electronic Disruption

Omega Nanite-Powered Builds

• Blast Caster
• Funchucks
• Bad Axes
• Block Party
• Sky Slider
• Water Jet

External Links

• Generator Rex at Internet Movie Database
• Generator Rex at Wikia

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