[ Both laughing ]
[ Bang! ]
[ Both grunt ]
♪♪
[ Roars ]
Aah!
-Whoa!
♪♪
[ Chuckles ]
♪♪
Vic: Val, I thought you said
you could find anything.
Almost anything.
The hardest thing to find
is the patience to deal
with your
constant questions, Vic.
Do you think the skate park
in the middle
of the jungle
is even real?
Is it an urban legend?
Are we just
getting pranked?
Are we going to get into
an adventure?
Or are we just gonna
get in trouble?
Only if we aren't home
before sundown.
You know Grandma's rule.
Yeah, yeah.
Rules are what got us here
in the first place.
[ Panting ]
[ Grunts ]
Ahem.
No skating!
Ha ha!
Ahem.
No pogo-ing!
Both: But, but --
Ahem.
No buts!
Stupid rules.
I just don't think
Don Jalapeño's rules are fair.
But on the positive side,
this gives us an adventure
that we wouldn't normally
have in Monte Macabre.
So, you think the legends
are true?
You mean the legends
of a glorious skate park
full of the wildest ramps,
funkiest fun boxes,
and smoothest railings?
But it's guarded by vicious,
people-eating shadowy figures?
Eh, yeah, that one.
Nah, it's probably just a shoddy
ramp built next to some ruins.
Ahhh!
I got you, Val!
Wahh!
[ Grunts ]
Ugh. Ow.
At least this railing
broke my fall.
Both: Railing?!
The Legendary Hidden Skate Park.
It is real!
No Don Jalapeño,
no signs.
Nothing can stop us now.
Ahh!
What the...?
The shadowy figures!
You picked the wrong
two kids to eat.
Wait, they're kids like us?
Let 'em down.
Yeah, let us -- Waahh!
[ Chanting "Kids like us!" ]
Wait.
You're not shadowy figures.
Nope!
I'm Itzel.
I'm Val.
This is Vic.
Eh, where are your adults?
You mean rule givers?
There aren't any.
We live here by ourselves.
No rules.
Wow, this place rules!
Here comes Javier!
[ Chanting "Javi-air!" ]
♪♪
[ Chanting stops ]
So, who are these
rule-loving,
vitamin-eating intruders?
Do they even do tricks?
You bet we do!
Hah!
[ Grunts ]
Hah!
Not bad for a bedtime-loving
vegetable-eater.
And you?
-Uh, uh...
[ Grunts ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Shing! ]
[ Pogo stick squeaking ]
Well, what say you?
Are they one of us?
[ Chanting "One of us!" ]
The wild kids have spoken.
We accept you!
I'll show you around.
Uh.
Not you, Pogo.
You stay with Itzel.
[ Wheels grinding ]
It's okay.
I'll show you around.
This is our home.
A rules-free paradise we made
with our own hands.
Pretty sick, huh?
Totally.
What's with the costumes,
though?
What you call a "costume",
we call our animal essence, bro.
Some of us are slick and smooth,
like a snake.
Others acrobatic and weird,
like a spider.
Some of us are just
straight chillers.
Others are fast
as lightning.
You're so cool, Javi.
Itzel?
Why are we building stuff
while everyone else skates
and hangs out?
I'm all for helping,
but I'm also all for pogo.
'Cause we all do our fair
share to make this place
the sickest it can be.
Javier calls it
"our civic duty".
Don't worry,
you'll get to pogo soon.
Hopefully.
Hmm.
This is our cenote, where we
sacrificed out coolest,
dopest stuff to keep
the rule givers away.
Whoa.
Can I spit in it?
No rules.
Just right, my guy.
[ Inhales deeply ]
Chill out on that loogie,
bro.
We're about to see
a sacrifice in action.
[ Gulps ]
I'm gonna miss you!
Goodbye, Mr. Pickles.
[ Sobbing ]
Man, I wouldn't want to drop
my cool stuff into a hole.
Unless it's like
ice cream,
into my mouth hole.
No one wants to do it,
but we gotta.
"A sacrifice a day keeps
the rule givers away."
That's what Javi
says anyway.
How does throwing away your
stuff keep the rule givers away?
Javi told us
that one night,
the rule givers came
while we were sleeping.
They were trying to steal
all our stuff.
Luckily,
Javier was watching over us
and scared them off
without even waking us.
So, none of us you have ever
seen a rule giver?
No, the sacrifices
have been working.
They've never come back.
Hmm.
[ Laughter ]
[ All grunting ]
Isn't civic duty fun?
We get to be the ramp!
I'm getting tired.
When is nap time?
Nap time? Sounds like a rule.
We don't do that.
In fact, we hardly even sleep
and it's great.
[ Groans ]
Javier:
Are you ready for the ultimate
in Ultimate X-treme sports?
Then get ready for --
Tlachco!
Yah!
[ Grunts ]
It's like basketball
and skateboarding.
Yah!
Pretty sick, huh?
What do you say?
Wanna play?
Y-Yes!
Okay, so after
we clear away the roots,
cut the wooden planks,
and sand the entire skate park,
that's when we might
get a chance to skate.
Can't you just taste
those sweet grinds?
No, but I'm sure
Victor and Javier
could describe the flavor
in great detail.
Hey, at least we won't be
working the night shift.
Night shift?
Is it getting closer to sundown?
Vic,
I think it's time to go.
[ Laughs ]
Aw, I was so close!
Lemme try again.
Javi, over here, dude.
Whoa! Ha ha!
Dang, man, that was sick!
He shoots!
He misses!
Victor Guadalupe Marine
Laguna Calaca Calavera!
Back before sundown!
You know the rule!
Wuh?
Wait a second, bro.
You sound like a rule giver!
[ All gasps ]
Dang.
Rule givers will
not be tolerated.
Take him to the doom ramp.
[ Shakily ] Um..
Hey!
Let go of me!
Uh, Javier?
What's the doom ramp?
That...is the doom ramp.
Whoa.
You can't send him down that.
He'll eat it so hard.
All rule givers
must "eat it".
It's what they deserve.
C'mon, Vic.
Forget that rule giver.
Let's go skate.
No!
What?
I don't care about your stupid
grind rails.
Me and Valentino
are out of here.
If you defend him,
then you too must --
Look!
A dog with a dope hat!
What? Really?
Where?
You let him go!
After them!
[ Panting ]
Come on, Val!
W-Wait!
I got it!
My pogo stick!
Ahhh!
[ Panting ]
[ Pogo stick squeaking ]
They got me!
Save yourself, Victor!
I'll come back for you,
Valentino!
Huh?
After I loose these goons!
Hm?
Tlachco balls!
[ Chuckles ]
Uhh! Huh?
Thanks, kid!
♪♪
Hey, Javier!
I hope you like your face
like you like your eggs...
scrambled!
Huh! Hah!
Heh! Huh!
Later, skaters!
-Ah!
Uh, Javi?
What are you do--
Yaaahh!
Aahh!
-Ugh!
-Ah!
Pretty quick thinking there,
Victor.
Pretty, pretty quick.
[ Howling in distance ]
[ Growls ]
Okay.
Quicker, Victor, quicker!
Whoa!
Ah! Javier!
Uh, look!
It's that dog with
the dope hat again!
Not this time, Victor.
Whoooa!
Ahhh!
[ Grunts ] Ow!
[ Screams ] Huh?
Ah, heck.
[ Laughs evilly ]
[ Both grunting ]
[ Laughs evilly ]
[ Screaming ]
Huh? The cenote.
And Valentino!
I can still save him!
If I could just...
[ Grunts ]
Wh-what are you doing?
Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa!
Later, dingus!
Skate or die,
muchachos.
For Valentino!
Oof!
[ Growling ]
Aw, c'mon, man!
I was totally gonna
do a sick fliiiip!
[ Gasps ] Victor!
Oh, no. A light at the end
of the tunnel. Am I dead?
Not yet!
[ Grunts ]
[ Panting ]
Hey, that kid's teddy bear.
[ Grunts ]
You're dead, Vic!
[ Grunts ]
-Ugh!
-Huh?
A pulley system?
[ Grunts ]
I just missed him.
Is this Javier's room?
Look at all this stuff.
Victor! [ Sobbing ]
Vic: Hey! Hey!
Wild kids!
Javier's a thief!
He's been stealing all your
sacrifices from the cenote!
See?
My radio!
My teddy!
My sense of self worth.
-Watch out, Vic!
-[ Grunts ]
Stealing is allowed
because there are no rules!
[ Laughs evilly ]
-Vic!
-[ Screaming ]
Itzel! Thank you.
Vic!
Y-You're alive!
-What? W-Wait! Wait!
-Wild kids!
It looks like Javier has been
making up his own rules.
We need to decide
what to do about him,
in a way
that we are all heard.
Let's put it to a vote.
I vote we send him down
the doom ramp!
Me, too!
Yeah, me, too!
[ Chanting "Doom ramp!" ]
Wait!
What are you doing?
[ Muffled speaking ]
Just doing my civic duty.
[ Screaming ]
Ouch!
Thanks for helping us
see Javi was a jerk.
What do you guys say?
Wanna stay with us wild kids
and live the "no rules" life?
Eh, I dunno.
I think maybe this wild life
isn't for me.
Yeah, let's go home.
Grandma will fix you up.
Thanks, Val.
I'm in a lot of pain
right now.
Ya know what...
use the pogo.
[ Pogo squeaking ]
Come back anytime!
[ Chanting "One of us!"]
Y'know, I could really use
some of Grandma's
ointment right now.
[ Dog whimpers ]
♪♪
[ Laughing ]