♪ Ghost Force! Don't fear the glow
♪ Shadows crawl, in the street up a wall and watch them creep
♪ Dark alley, sewers deep I can never go to sleep
♪ Full of fear, please make them disappear
♪ Ghost Force, Ghost Force, feel the power
♪ Ghost Force, Ghost Force, spooky hour
♪ Like the night, glow forever
♪ Ghost Force
♪ Appearances in the air,
♪ Got to watch out everywhere
♪ Creepy crawlies in their lair
♪ Out of sight, waiting in the night
♪ Ghost Force, Ghost Force! ♪
Careful!
This baby's the centrepiece
of the exhibition!
Hey, guys, let's take a break!
Huh?
Hey, Mike, you're here for Techno Expo too?
Yep. I've been planning my tour all week.
Whoa! You've planned every minute of the day?
I'm not wasting a second.
I'm down for 39 minutes at the circuit exhibit,
then 31 checking out "Computers from History".
‐ 31 sounds about right. ‐ Mmm‐hmm.
That leaves 52 whole minutes with the RXXTBV‐3000.
The OG of PCs! I'm following your lead.
Hey, let's wait at the doors so we get in first.
No can do. I gotta wait for Andy and Liv.
OK, I'll see you inside, I hope. Knowing Andy's timing,
‐ he might blow your schedule. ‐ Oh, I planned for that too.
I told him to meet me 15 minutes early.
Ha, ha! OK. See you later, then!
Actually, they should be here by now.
‐ Phew! ‐ There!
A few repairs and it'll be as good as new.
Great. We gotta bounce. We're so late, Mike'll go ballistic!
(Phone rings)
‐ Hey! Hello, Mike! What's up? ‐ Where are you?
The museum just opened and we're already in a time crunch!
Yeah, dude, we had a mini‐catastrophe at home.
I'll explain later. We're on our way!
What? Did another racoon eat your homework?
Hey! The racoon was real.
Anyway, I promise we're on our way!
You were right. He is gonna go ballistic. Let's boogie!
‐ Bye, Dad! ‐ Thanks for your help, kids!
Whoa!
Amazing!
Whoa!
‐ Aaah! ‐ Boo!
(Bubbling sounds)
(Panting)
‐ Mike, we're here! ‐ Finally!
Next time, I'm telling you to come two hours early.
Yeah, super sorry, Mike,
but our washing machine had a malfunction.
It ate all of Andy's underpants. But we are here now!
Don't bother, the schedule is already all messed up.
(Screaming)
(Bubbling sounds)
‐ Nothing's going as planned! ‐ (Bubbling sounds)
Uh... Anybody catch what he just burbled?
Huddle up, guys!
MS JONES: I'm detecting a Boo signature at the museum, kids!
We can barely hear you, Ms Jones.
Oh! Hey, Glowboo, a little quiet please?
I'm afraid I'm quite unfamiliar with this fella.
Glowboo will be on his way... uh...
after a recharge. (Embarrassed laugh)
Let's go, Ghost Force!
Ghost Force! Don't fear the glow!
Fury!
Krush!
Myst!
Ghost Force!
No, no, no! Not the RXXTVB‐3000!
The what now? Oh, you mean that thing.
It's cool. Everything will be back to normal,
and that jumbo calculator will be OK too.
‐ It's a supercomputer! ‐ Yeah, super.
My point is it'll be good as new, or... old.
(Curator screaming)
And how're we gonna fix that?
Save it for after we get our ghost!
(Bubbling sounds)
Let's go!
(Screaming)
Boo!
It's going after our washing machine!
Your washing machine? So, you weren't making that up?
It's gonna merge!
(Listening to music)
Huh?
(Evil laugh)
Aaah!
Spectral gate!
Aaah!
Run!
Are you all right, Da... uh... sir?
(Bubbling sound)
Get to safety, sir.
Aaah!
‐ ALL: Gah! ‐ (Laughter)
We need a plan to stop ol' Bubbly there. Krush?
Let's neutralise its scrubbers. Fury, you take the left,
Myst, you take the right. I'll hang back to finish up.
By scrubbers do you mean those firehoses of fury?
Get up real close so you don't miss!
Um, don't you think I can use my spectral gates?
It'd take too long. Trust me, we gotta follow the plan.
BOTH: Um...
Flexy blast!
Not cool!
Spectral arrow!
That ghost is cleaning up big time!
Watch out!
We need to get outta here!
No!
What just happened? Where are they?
They seam to be trapped under the foam.
What's the deal? We've gotta help Myst and Fury!
Impossible. You may get swept away.
A strategic retreat is the best solution.
‐ (Laughter) ‐ It is out of soap, for now.
Let us go.
Myst, Fury, do you copy?
I said, do you copy?
I am unable to pinpoint their location.
'cause of my failed strategy, Myst and Fury have been hit.
How come nothing's going as planned?
Even the simplest plans are affected by
over 1.2 billion variables. Conclusion. Deal with it.
I should've seen this coming!
It is logically impossible to foresee an unforeseen event.
(Bubbling sound)
Scrub‐a‐dub‐dub!
You're up, Glowboo!
You could do with another spin cycle.
Aaah!
(Bubbling) Foam party's over, Bubble Brush!
Gah!
Stabilisation completed. Back to fight.
Huh?
It's the charge. Don't let him open its gates.
Checkmate!
Try to wash this, Bubble Brush!
Gromax!
(Cheering)
Thanks, Ghost Force!
(Bubbling sound)
‐ Phew! No more bubble talk! ‐ (Chuckles)
Are you guys OK? I was so worried!
We're fine, and sparkling clean.
Gotta say, blocking the door was a brilliant plan, Krush!
Actually, I didn't plan anything.
Sometimes you gotta fly by the seat of your pants.
That is what I call teamwork!
Or clean work! Ha, ha, ha!
Well done, kids!
Let's check out the Techno Expo before it closes!
Boo‐yah!
Wow, I guess they built that old LMNOP‐8000 to survive anything.
It's called the RXXTBV‐3000, Andy.
Amazing, huh? You know, they used to call it
the washing machine 'cause it was so noisy.
Can we stop talking about washing machines?
I'm traumatised enough!
No teasing the ghost, Glups.
That little spook is a level eight.
Let's get to work!
We might even tame it
if I can decipher it's Boo energy.
(Yawning)
Right after I take a quick snooze.
(Snoring)
Cake...
Oh, gotta eat that cake...
(Snoring)
The coast is clear!
Hey, Andy's pretty hyped about our Friday study session, huh?
Pretty sure that's not what he's hyped about.
Ready for another training sesh, sis?
'Cause today I'm boo‐capping a ghost!
Oh, yeah? Challenge accepted.
Watcha got for us this week, Ms Jones?
‐ Huh? ‐ Shh!
(Snoring)
Not now. Ms Jones' neurons need to recharge.
Aw, she's so cute when she's sleeping!
Uh, not sure that cute's the right word, Liv.
Yo, check out our training ghost of the day!
Cool, she can snooze away while we train on our own this time.
You know the rules.
Nobody except Ms Jones starts a training session.
Aw, come on, Mike, it's just an egg.
The Ghost Force can handle an egg.
I don't like where this is going.
Hold up! We've got no idea what this ghost can do!
So what? I know what we can do.
Crush ghosts for a living.
Huh? What's up?
Are your superhero costumes
at the dry cleaners?
Heh, heh!
Come on!
Gah!
(Laughter) A ghost‐chicken?
See what you guys were so, er, chickened about?
(Groan)
Huh?
You have no idea how to capture this ghost!
End training session!
Aaah!
Er, who ordered that chicken to go?
Oh, no! Congrats, Andy. That thing's called Glougloux,
and it's a level‐eight loose in Central Park!
Uh... I'm sorry, guys. I didn't think it would get out.
We've gotta wake Ms Jones up.
Wait, wait. If she finds out what I did
she'll kick me off the Ghost Force!
Or, worse, make me compost her Boo bin!
Well, you did unleash a level‐eight ghost.
My bad! So let me fix this. Please?
Fine. But if this sitch escalates,
we're telling Ms Jones, OK?
‐ Yes. ‐ And...
no more bailing on our study group.
‐ Sounds pretty fair to me! ‐ Argh!
OK, deal.
Let's go, Ghost Force!
Ghost Force! Don't fear the glow!
Krush!
Myst!
Ghost Force!
Lemme see what I can cook up, Lieutenant Calaghan.
One spicy pickle for the kick,
and a strawberry for a burst of freshness. Voilà!
‐ Whoa! ‐ Oh, and a selection of ‐‐
Aaah!
And... Action!
I, Solarman, the man that has no fear...
(Squeals)
Aaah!
‐ Ready to capture it, Fury? ‐ Bring on the Boo‐cap!
Huh?
It's boosting!
What? He looks exactly the same!
That boost was kinda a let‐down, huh?
Maybe it's just a lame duck!
I wouldn't count your chickens before they're hatched, Fury.
Um, guys? I'm starting to lose count!
‐ We have to call Ms Jones! ‐ Hold up, please!
Come on, we got this. Right, Myst?
‐ We need a plan. Krush? ‐ If the ghost is the same size,
maybe his Boo energy stayed the same too?
A Boo‐cap oughta be enough to capture it!
It's heading to the city centre! Let's do it!
It's gotta be around here. Over there! It's on 5th Avenue!
I see it!
ALL: What?
Huh?
(Screaming)
‐ Oh, no! ‐ Aaah!
(Clucking)
Oh! Missed it!
We'll never catch it like this.
Agreed. We need to immobilise its spectral membrane
to prevent its Boo molecules from transmogrifying.
‐ Basically, I gotta freeze it. ‐ Oh!
Let's go pluck that chicken!
‐ There it is! ‐ Fractal power!
You're up, bro.
Boo‐cap take‐down, take two!
Don't even think about teleporting, Egghead.
The Ghost Force has got you on blast.
‐ Get on with it, Fury! ‐ Oh, yeah, right!
Whoa! That's even harsher than my alarm clock!
(Nervous laugh)
What?
Oh, no!
The eggs! They've hatched!
This is bad. We should've told Ms Jones.
‐ You're right, but... ‐ So,
I was having a lovely dream about chicken and waffles,
yum, when I was woken up by a thundering cocka‐doodle‐doo,
which made me wonder... do you have something to tell me?
It's my fault, Ms Jones.
I released Glougloux into the training room.
I never thought poultry could be so fierce.
Save it for later, Fury. We have more urgent business!
‐ How do we fix this? ‐ Find the original Glougloux,
which won't be easy now that it's hatched hundreds of chicks!
KRUSH: There's gotta be some way to tell them apart.
They're all identical.
Unless... the original Glougloux
doesn't follow the same pattern of movement as the others!
You're saying the original Glougloux
‐ doesn't move the same way? ‐ Yes, it teleports
in a spiral pattern, like the patterns on its shell.
Wait. If we trace the spiral of its movements...
We can predict where it's gonna pop up next!
Never thought I'd say this, but you're a genius, Fury!
I know, right? But let's backtrack.
After Glougloux escaped the lab it teleported
‐ to Central Park. ‐ Then to the subway.
And then to the bank. You tracking this, Ms Jones?
Like a hawk. If my calculations are correct,
it should appear above the Empire State Building...
‐ any second now! ‐ Copy that, Ms Jones.
I hope we're ahead of the game this time.
There!
I won't go easy on you this time!
Fractal power!
Fury! You'll have to get to Glougloux!
Krush, hold on! I got your backs!
Myst!
‐ Myst! ‐ Let me go!
Oh, no! I need to hurry!
Flexy shield!
Fury! Catch him!
Yah!
Too... heavy!
Got ya!
(Cheering)
Gotta admit, you were one hard‐boiled ghost!
Boo‐yah!
Ah! We were this close to a world ruled by phantom poultry.
‐ Isn't that right, Andy? ‐ Yeah, sorry, Ms Jones.
Promise to never let it happen again.
At least our near‐catastrophe has taught you
that even the smallest ghost can cause a world of trouble.
So... You're not gonna punish me with Boo‐compost cleaning duty?
‐ I'm not that cruel. ‐ You're the best, Ms Jones.
Now we can start training!
Ahem! At our Friday‐night study group. Remember our deal?
I reserved a table at the library!
Oh!