- Come on, Frankie, pick up!
- FRANKIE (VOICEMAIL): I am Frankie's telephonic device.
After the 1,000 hertz soundwave signal,
please convey information. - [beep]
- DAYTON: Where are you? We've got trouble.
Some bad people are coming for you today.
Call me!
And you have to change your voicemail greeting.
Thanks, Robbie. Gotta go.
- Well, this is the place.
- I-- I think I'm gonna be...
- What is Byron gonna be?
- He's gonna be... ready for states.
Are you nervous? Do... androids get nervous?
- Androids aren't designed to feel emotions
such as nervousness.
But-- - You do.
- Yes.
I don't know how or why, but I'm capable of experiencing
many different emotions.
- Good thing this place has those plants over there.
That could've been ugly.
- Were you over at those plants getting ready for states?
- Uh, yes, exactly. I'm ready now.
- I gotta go home and change.
But I'll be back. Nothing could keep me away.
- ♪
- Calm down.
You're gonna freak everyone else out.
- I'm-- I'm calm, totally.
- ♪
- Where is Tammy?
I wouldn't expect her to be late,
considering what's at stake. - Good thing we have a sub.
You ready, John?
- Um, yeah, I'm ready.
- We better try to find Tammy.
- [indistinct chatter]
- [phone rings]
- Guilford Kingston.
Wait, wait, wait. A rumor Eliza is in the area?
Well, get back to me when it's more than just rumor.
Oh, I gotta go. Don't call me here again.
Just the two of you again?
- Don't tell us how to do our job, Kingston.
- Oh, greetings, Kingston.
Care to introduce me to your friends?
Dr. James Peters, PhD in applied robotics.
190 IQ.
Likely higher, but the test administrator
totally had a grudge against me.
- Peters is the one who messed up the last rendezvous.
I hope you don't screw up again, for both our sakes.
- It's all set.
My, uh, son will take Frankie wherever you want.
Just say the word. Right, Andrew?
- We'll give the signal at the end of the competition.
- I gotta go.
Communicate via text only, hm?
- Nobody use emojis.
I can never tell what the smiles mean.
What? I didn't do anything.
- ♪
- Hello, Tammy Gilroy. - You're here!
- [laughter]
- Finally. We've been waiting for you.
- Hi, Tammy.
Sorry.
- It's just a little sweat. No biggie.
- No biggie? Are you okay?
- Did you get invaded by a parasite
that alters your personality?
- That's ridiculous.
There's nothing wrong with me. I'm completely normal.
Now let's get out there.
Sepulveda on three.
One, two, three.
- Sepulveda! - Let's go!
- Thank you for coming to the Brain Squad state finals!
- [cheering and applause]
- Now let's meet our state finalists,
Morlock High and Sepulveda High!
- [cheering and applause]
- Let's begin.
Our first question is a toss-up.
And the category is...
- Frankie! I have to talk to you.
- What in the world?
- ♪ Feels like things are gettin' real ♪
♪ Never felt so alive Felt so alive ♪
♪ Feels like things are gettin' real ♪
♪ Real ♪
♪ Feels like things are gettin' real ♪
- [pants]
- Security, get her out of here.
- Wait, wait! No, no, no.
I have to talk to Frankie. Get your hands off me!
No! Hey!
Frankie! Frankie!
No! Stop!
- MODERATOR: Back to business.
Question one. Cateogry, molecular genetics.
The allele responsible for sickle cell anemia can be found
on the short arm of what chromosome?
- [buzzer] - Sepulveda?
- Chromosome 11p15.5.
- They're my children...
- That is correct. - [bell rings]
- [cheering and applause]
- FRANKIE: Come on! I gotta talk to my friend!
It's a matter of life or death!
- Life or death?
These competitions are getting crazier every year.
- Frankie's in trouble! I don't have time to explain,
but we have to warn her. I have to get in.
- No way they let you back in.
- Good point. You have to warn her.
No, wait! You create a diversion.
Run in and start acting crazy.
While they're tackling you and beating you up,
I'll sneak in and warn Frankie. - Tackling me and beating me up?
- I thought you cared about Frankie.
- I do, but can't we come up with a plan
that doesn't involve me getting broken ribs?
- Fine!
You have three seconds to think of one.
Time's up! Let's go.
Stay on your feet as long as you can.
- Well, goodbye, front teeth.
We chomped some really good food together.
- Excuse me.
- [beeping]
- Saturn's largest moon is Titan.
- Correct. - [bell rings]
- Next question, astronomy.
If you weigh 100 pounds on Earth,
how much would you weigh on the sun?
- [buzzer] Trick question.
Zero pounds. You would burn to a crisp.
- Good try, but incorrect.
- [buzzer] - MODERATOR: Morlock?
- 2,790 pounds.
- Correct. - [bell rings]
- [groans]
Cole?
- [groans]
Where are we?
Who were those guys?
- They must be from WARPA. It's a secret government agency.
They're trying to steal Frankie and turn her into a weapon.
Dad's working with them.
- Dad? Figures.
We have to tell Frankie. - Yeah.
- What? - What?
Give me your phone. - Yeah, here.
Who are you calling? - Frankie's mom.
What? No signal!
We need to get out of here.
Look for something that I can use as a screwdriver.
- ♪
- Here.
- Okay. Here goes nothing.
- [buzzer] - Islets of Langerhans.
- [buzzer] "Citizen Kane."
- [buzzer] "Thus Spoke Zarathustra."
- [buzzer] Plantar fasciitis.
- [buzzer] - Salmon P. Chase.
- [sighs]
- [buzzer] - Magma.
- [buzzer] - Toxoplasmosis.
- [buzzer] - Reem Tower.
- [buzzer] - The Neuschwanstein Castle.
- ♪
- [applause]
- [buzzer] Archduke Franz Ferdinand.
- [bell rings]
- MODERATOR: And that is the final question
of our competition.
And the score is-- [gasps]
--all tied up.
For our tiebreaker, each school will elect one team member
to answer a single question on the topic of...
- [shouting at once]
- Shouting out your subjects will not make me choose it.
Uh-uh-uh!
The topic is...
...robotics.
- This is a no-brainer. We have a robotics expert.
- Come on, Byron. We're all counting on you.
This is the big one! No pressure.
- No, not Byron. Frankie.
- Oh, because you think she's a--
- Now is not the time, Tammy.
- No, that's not what this is about.
Frankie's been playing great, and Bryon is--
Where did he go?
[sighs] What do you think, Frankie?
Can you do it?
- [beeping]
- You bet your butt I can.
- [laughter]
- Morlock contestant, are you ready?
Sepulveda contestant, are you ready?
- Yes, I am. - Here is your question.
Over the past several decades, amazing strides have been made
in robot engineering and artificial intelligence.
But has a robot ever displayed human emotions?
- [buzzer] - MODERATOR: Morlock?
- No robot has ever been able to experience emotions.
It's a scientific impossibility.
- MODERATOR: That is correct.
And that means that Morlock High is our new Brain--
- That is incorrect.
- MODERATOR: I'm sorry?
- A robot can experience human emotions.
I know this for a fact.
- I can assure you that all of our questions
have been thoroughly researched.
But there is room for error. What is your source?
How do you know that robots are capable of experiencing emotion?
- I need a response.
Sepulveda, do you have proof?
- Yes, I do.
- ♪
- Research by Forenz and Merovingian
at the Düsseldorf Institute of Artificial Intelligence
states that their android, Hyperion 9,
experienced happiness when reunited with its creator
after a lengthy absence.
- Forenz and Merovingian. I hate those hacks.
- Their study was only released publicly last week,
so it's understandable that you missed it.
- We're looking into it.
Ugh, frozen pinwheel of death. Update your laptop, Gerard!
Wait a minute.
Challenge is upheld. Sepulveda wins.
Our new Brain Squad state champion!
- [cheering and applause]
- MODERATOR: Congratulations!
Yes!
- [cheering and applause]
- Now let's do it.
- It's turning, but it's not coming out.
[grunts]
It's as far as it's gonna go.
- What are you doing?
What, are you just giving up? What about Frankie?
- I think we...
...loosened it up. - Come on!
[pants] It's over.
- We have to find her.
- Split up. Look everywhere.
- [cheering] - We won!
- Time to celebrate! - Woo!
- [laughs] - Dude, what was that?
- You know when the football team wins
and they dump the cooler on the coach?
This is all we have, so...
- [laughter]
- Andrew, where's Frankie? She's in trouble.
- I'll take care of it. - Dude, I get it.
You like her. I like her.
But we have to work together to help her.
Some bad dudes from Warsaw or something
are trying to kidnap her.
- You can't stop them.
Get out of here. I don't want to hurt you.
- Wait, what?
You're part of this.
[grunts]
- Stay out of this, Coleslaw.
- ♪ S-E-P-U-L-V to the E-D-A ♪
♪ Sepulveda, Sepulveda, home of the Chargers ♪
♪ S-E-P-U-L-V to the E-D-A ♪
- Andrew LaPierre, come join the victory celebration.
- You have to come with me. - Why?
- It's for your own good, trust me.
- ♪ Home of the Chargers ♪
♪ S-E-P-U-L-V to the E-D-A ♪
♪ Sepulveda, Sepulveda, home of the Chargers ♪
- Copy that. Target is on the move.
- Cole? Cole! Hey, hey, are you all right?
- Man, me and this hotel carpet are really getting close today.
- What happened?
- It was Andrew. - Andrew?
- He's in on it too.
- Oh, I knew I was right about him.
- He's gonna get Frankie!
We have to find her before it's too late.
- Come on.
- Where are you taking me? - There's some people here.
- Yes, there are many people here.
My teammates are people.
I would prefer to be celebrating with them.
Byron promised to show us a dance called the Woo 10.
- I'm afraid that's impossible. - I disagree.
Byron's not a skilled dancer, but anyone can learn.
- [whirring] - Andrew LaPierre, are you okay?
- ANDREW: Hurry. You have to go.
- Go? Go where? - Away from here, quick.
- You're having a serious hardware issue.
You need to run diagnostics and get help.
- Don't worry about me. Just go.
- I'm not leaving you.
You've got to tell me what's going on.
- People here, they're bad. They're gonna kidnap you.
- [pants] - [whirring]
- Dr. Peters, he's working with them.
He programmed me to follow his commands.
- [whirring]
- I have to turn you over to WARPA.
- But you're letting me go.
Is that why you're malfunctioning?
- It's hard to go against programming.
But I can't let them take you.
I... like you too much. - [powers down]
- Andrew? Andrew?
- I don't like this.
The android should be here by now.
Something's going on.
All agents, operation may be compromised.
Move in. Find the android now.
- ♪
- [phone rings]
- Hello? - Hello, Cole Reyes.
It's-- - Frankie!
I mean, Leo. What's cracking, buddy?
- I am not Leo. I am Frankie.
- Hang on, Leo. I can't hear you.
Let me go someplace quieter.
Frankie, are you okay? Andrew was coming after you.
I tried to stop him, but... I couldn't.
- Andrew helped me. Now he's...
I need help. - I'm with Dayton.
We'll help you. Where are you?
- In the parking lot behind the mobile waste bin.
- All right, sit tight. - How does one sit tight?
I know how to sit up, sit down, sit around,
and sit for a portrait, but--
- It just means stay where you are!
Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude.
I'm just worried about you and we're short on time.
And I hope you're not mad-- - Cut it, lover boy!
- We'll be right there. We'll get you out of here.
Let's go. - Hang on.
Those WARPA jerks are everywhere.
We need a plan.
- ♪
- [beep] - I thought you said
you were going to keep my daughter out of this.
- AGENT: What are you talking about?
- She is in the lobby disguised as a maid.
The android is in the laundry cart.
I repeat, the android is in the cart.
- Freeze!
- ♪
- False alarm, Kingston.
Continue the search.
- [beep]
- [sighs]
I think it worked. - It appears so.
This vehicle's destination is the airport.
What will we do when we get there?
- I have no idea.
Let's just get away from the hotel.
We'll figure out our next move when we get there.
- Thank you for saving me, Cole Reyes.
I'm sorry.
- I was not reacting to the touch of your hand.
I like it.
I was just thinking about Andrew LaPierre.
- Oh, him. Uh, is Andrew an android too?
- Yes.
Andrew LaPierre saved me from WARPA.
But when he defied James Peters' programming,
it caused a catastrophic system malfunction.
He needs tech support badly.
- Don't worry. We'll get him help.
- I'm not getting a pulse. Call for an ambulance.
- PETERS: Andrew, where are you?
Oh, great, now what?
- Your son's badly hurt, and that's how you react?
- It's not my son. It's an android.
I call it Andrew.
It's short for anthropomorphic digital electronic robot device.
- That spells Anderd.
- Right, but Anderd is a stupid name.
- Well, it fooled us. We thought it was your kid.
- Its capacities far exceed the android you are after.
- [beeping]
- It looks like it's gonna need a tune-up.
Probably an easy fix. Help me get it to the car.
- Sure thing.
You say this one's as good as that other android?
- It's far better.
It runs on the same operating system developed by
Dr. Gaines and me, but I've made significant improvements.
- ♪
- Where are you going? I'm parked down the street.
- We're taking this android.
- You can't do that. It's mine.
- We were promised an android for Project Q
and now we've got one.
- But it's damaged. Only I can fix it.
Ow, ow! What are you doing?
Let go of me!
- Seven hours, six different towns,
and we didn't see one suitable home
to accommodate the four of us.
- Says you.
What about the place with the hot tub?
- It was a one-bedroom camper. - And?
We always talk about going camping.
- On vacation, not permanently.
- Frankie, we're home!
- Frankie!
She didn't! - Now let's not panic just yet.
She's probably just... resting.
- ♪
- Sig, take a breath.
She probably went to the Brain Squad.
You know how important it is to her.
- And that's okay with you? She could be in grave danger.
- We don't know that.
Besides, I admire her commitment to the team.
Reminds me how dedicated I was
to my high school stamp collecting club.
- Well, it would've been over hours ago.
She should be home by now.
- Postage Aficionados Unite.
Sorry. - [phone rings]
- Perfect!
- ♪
- Hey, hey! You gotta pay your fare.
- Try and make me, human. No one tells Eliza what to do.
- ♪
- [grunts]
[mutters incoherently]
That'll be $22...
- Now what? You can't go home.
That's the first place I'd look if I was WARPA.
My house is out.
My dad could come home, and that's just as bad.
Frankie, I don't know what to do.
Frankie? Are you okay?
Do you need to be plugged in or something?
- I am fine, Cole Reyes. I am just scanning my files.
- COLE: Your files? For what?
- My system contains over 200 million pages of content.
I am certain one of them will provide helpful information.
- Frankie, I don't think the answer's
gonna be in your system.
- COMPUTER: Emergency file found.
- Frankie, if you've found this file,
it means something very bad has happened.
Listen closely and then delete this file.
There is a safe place for you to go.
- You are mistaken, Cole Reyes.
- There you are! My god, we were worried sick.
Don't you ever pull a stunt like this again.
Do you understand me?
- Sorry, Mom.
- Go upstairs to your charging pod.
I need you fully charged and ready to go
by first thing in the morning. We're getting out of here.
- Hang on. How was it?
- How was what? - The Brain Squad.
- [beeping]
- Oh, great.
We won. Woo-hoo!
- ♪