[electrical crackling]
[humming]
[upbeat rhythmic music plays]
[engine roars]
[tires squeal]
[mellow music plays]
-[video game bleeps] -Ha! Hope you didn't like your head!
-[laughs, whoops] -[snoring]
[laughing] Don't come at me with a two-by-four of rusty nails!
Hey, zombie killer? Keep it down. I'm trying to concentrate.
Swish.
[coughs] Was I eating paper in my sleep again?
-[door opens] -[Echo] Yo!
We're near the drop zone. Let's review the mission to capture Cleve Kelso.
Here's the deal. We're headed to a town on the outskirts of the Sahara.
[Echo] There, we'll meet our contact, supply up, get our cars, and head out.
In the desert, we'll be dealing with miles of blistering earth.
There have been reports of strange weather and radar readings...
[snoring]
[crackling]
This is Agent Echo to cockpit. Drop 'em!
[dramatic music plays]
-[alarm blares] -[all yell]
That's enough.
[all groan]
You guys ready to pay attention now?
[groans] Hey, yo! Did anyone else feel that turbulence?
I almost threw up my cookies.
Wait. We got cookies onboard?
[scoffs] Yeah, but they're awful.
Those aren't cookies! You're eating our rations.
Are you serious about this mission?
Of course we are, Echo,
but we got everything the first five times.
We all want Ms. Nowhere and Gary back.
That's not the mission!
Cleve Kelso, Rafaela, and this man, Matsuo Mori,
a cybernetic samurai, are in the desert.
It's our mission to bring them in.
We're leaving Ms. Nowhere and Gary by themselves?
-If they're even alive. -What?
I'm sure they're fine. They're trained to handle anything.
Besides, they know the deal. The agency doesn't do rescue ops.
That's cold.
Yeah, Echo. You've changed.
Ms. Nowhere was my training officer.
She taught me to put the mission over everything. That's what we're doing.
Wait. We're going there? To the Dead End?
If you mean the town called Nihaya, then yes.
The locals call it the Dead End, and not just because it's the last train stop.
It's full of outlaws and gangsters. It's crazy dangerous. But...
-They do have the best falafel. -Is this a problem?
As I see it, it's an advantage.
You've got insider knowledge, and we know who to stay away from.
Do you have a plan for landing this plane?
As far as I remember, there's no airport at the Dead End.
[rock music plays]
[wind howls]
[all yell, whoop]
-[Tony] Yes! -[Frostee] Yeah!
Yo, I am loving this scarf. I feel like I can totally pull this off in LA.
You know, a dashing, mysterious, cosmopolitan look.
It protects you from the sun
and the wind that whips up the sand which could take off your skin
like sandblasting the paint from a car.
Uh... And the color matches my eyes. Whoo!
We need to find our contact who'll get us to the safe house.
-'Kay. And what do they look like? -I'll know when I see them.
You stay out of trouble. Don't talk to anyone! And don't look at anyone!
Just... don't.
[tense music plays]
Guys, I think that man is looking at us.
Maybe because we're looking at him?
-We're not supposed to look at anyone. -That's not just anyone.
-That's our contact. -Should we find Echo?
No! No, this is perfect. I can finally use my acting skills.
I'll pretend to be a guy who... Who really wants some food.
-Talk about typecasting. -Oh, I'm gonna nail this role!
Hello, there!
Uh, do you have any specials on your menu today?
Know what I mean?
Uh... Yeah! 'Cause we're hungry.
We have the falafel combo meal. Is that what you mean?
I think I probably do mean that.
If that's what you think I mean.
Okay, coming right up!
You know, the secret is in the sauce.
[all chuckle]
Yeah, see?
-We got him. -Nice.
Mm!
-It's gotta be in here. -That's not it.
-[chuckles] -There's a lot of meat. Is it in the meat?
Hey! What are you doing? You dare defile my falafel that way?
We're looking for the secret in the sauce! Uh--
Oh! Secret sauce. Guys, I think we misread this whole thing.
Get out of here!
-[Cisco] Five second rule? -Out, now!
[dramatic music plays]
-[all panting] -Whoa.
-You guys okay? -Yeah, fine.
But I don't think we'll be allowed back.
What did I say about looking at people?
-Where have you been? -Laying low.
At least one of us did her job.
I found the contact.
[Tony] How do you know?
The chess pieces. Julius and I never finished our last game.
[Echo] That's just how we left them.
May I join you?
Please, sit.
There's a prize for those that break through my defenses.
[suspenseful music plays]
[both gasp]
You play with a very distinct style.
Where did you train?
Nowhere.
[Echo] Checkmate.
[soft music plays]
[Cisco groans] Yo, I need a king-sized cot.
[chuckles] Okay.
I'll just call room service and have them bring one up.
Yeah! Get some snacks, too!
Huh, what's this for?
It's to open the container our cars are arriving in.
I'll hold on to that.
Tomorrow we get supplies and cars, and hit the Sahara to find Cleve.
Sounds good. The faster we get out, the better.
[soft music plays]
Hey. Shouldn't you get some rest?
What's up? You okay?
Not really. We're about to walk into the Sahara.
One of the most hostile environments on the planet.
Too long without water, and we're dead. Hit a sand storm or get lost, we're dead.
If we get sunstroke, eat the wrong cactus, pick a bad camel - dead, dead, dead!
I'm not really sure how you pick a bad camel.
Uh, cracked molars? Torn toe webbing? Bad attitude?
You are carrying the weight of this mission, but--
You don't get it.
Ms. Nowhere, the best agent in the world, couldn't handle this.
If she couldn't do it, what chance do I have?
Hey, you mean what chance do we have. Okay? We're here too.
Right. More for me to worry about if things go wrong.
Have you met us? Things are going to go wrong.
Probably really, really wrong.
But we have each other, and I'll take those chances any day.
Remember, you're not alone in this. We've got your back.
Everyone, grab supplies, and let's get to the train station.
[Omar] What do you know? She's back.
Oh, horse apples. Can I help you boys with something?
Layla Gray! Sandocal's going to be so happy to see you.
Well you're going to have to give him my best for me, cause I'm leaving town.
[Omar chuckles] No...
You're not going anywhere.
[dramatic music plays]
[groans]
[grunts, yelps]
-[grunts] -[yelps]
[groaning]
[grunting]
[Cisco] So who's after you?
I told you, just some old friends.
Do any of your old friends actually like you?
Very few.
We don't need to worry. We got supplies, and the train's here.
Let's get our cars and go.
[all gasp]
-Maybe this is the wrong train car? -[vehicles approach]
[tense music plays]
Hey, Sandocal. Long time, no see.
Layla Gray...
Didn't I tell you what would happen if you came back here?
I guess the Dead End will be your final stop.
-What did you do with our cars? -Your cars?
[laughs]
Non! These are my cars now.
Sorry, I don't know you.
You might all be very nice, or whatever, but this one has got a debt to pay.
So, you know, now you are wrapped up in it.
What's he talking about?
It is a tale of friendship, and betrayal.
Love, and hate.
An innocent racer, and a vicious mobster.
We raced together. We lost. I left. Okay?
You double-crossed me! You bet against your own team!
You shouldn't have bet on that race! We were outmatched. Ask the Horned Vipers.
-[mumbling] -What?! You're siding with her?
Okay, enough story time. You trusted Layla, and you got burned.
That's on you. But you can't take these cars.
[chuckles] I don't think that's up to you now.
I want the cars, and my revenge.
-Allons-y! Take them away! -Wait! We can help you.
How?
You got some race lined up, and probably a lot of money riding on it.
Let me and my partner race for you.
You know I'm the best. And Tony's the only one who's come close to beating me.
-I've beat her before. -You keep believing that, Toretto.
Hm... Just so happens, there is a dune buggy race later in the day,
but Omar and I will be driving, thank you very much.
Omar? I wouldn't let him drive me around the block.
Hey! I haven't hit a camel since that one incident.
[sighs] Okay, a couple more, but I'm better at steering since we last met.
Come on, Sandocal! Tony and I can win that race for you.
You could be out of debt, make some money.
All I ask is that when we win, you give our cars back.
[inhales]
You can race, but I will never give you those cars back.
I told you, those are mine now. That's it, I said it, okay?
But if you two do win...
I'll let your friends go.
Sounds like a good deal, right?
[tense music plays]
-We've got a car on the old road. -[indistinct talking]
[knocking] Is there a problem here?
At ease, soldier. Everything's totes under control.
-[engine roars] -[music intensifies]
[muffled groans]
-[rhythmic music plays] -[engines approach]
I can't believe you got us into this mess. We should be halfway across the Sahara!
This isn't my fault!
Somehow trouble always seems to find you, doesn't it?
Guys, fighting's not going to help anything.
So we're handcuffed in the back of a van. Big deal!
We've been in worse situations before. Right, Cisco?
Huh?
Ah, totally! [chuckles nervously]
[Sandocal] We're here!
[atmospheric music plays]
[groans]
[grunts]
[chuckles] Easy! I don't want anything to happen to my driver.
Hey, Gray! Try not to do anything too stupid.
When we get out of here, we're going to have some words.
[chuckles] Okay! That's enough.
Now get out there and race like your life depends on it.
Because, well, yes. It kind of does.
[ominous music plays]
[whirring]
Once I do this, they'll know we're here.
NBD. Wherever I go, all the boys come running.
I hate working with you.
[siren sounds]
-What's going on? -[soldier] Intruders, sir.
We're locking down and scrambling soldiers.
-How many? -Two, sir.
-They went right for building 32. -The vault?!
Yes sir. They are a young woman and a man with a mechanical arm.
Sounds like an old war buddy's sending me a message.
[suspenseful music plays]
I guess we'll have to send a message of our own.
[atmospheric music plays]
[engines rev]
I need this payout, and you need to get your friends back,
so looks like we are partners again.
Hopefully, for your sake, this time you don't let me down.
Wait, how many laps is this race?
Oh, just one.
But it's a long lap.
[engines roar]
[crowd cheers]
[music grows tense]
[fireworks crackle]
[lively music plays]
-[Layla] Woohoo! Yeah! -[Tony] Yeah! Whoa!
Yeah! I love my job!
Whoa!
Nice moves, Toretto!
Oh, that? [scoffs] That was just survival.
[Layla] Woohoo! Yeah!
[grunts]
[exclaims]
[yells]
Phew!
-[Tony groans] Little help! -[Layla] Coming up.
You go low, I go high.
[Tony] Yeah!
Yeah! That's what I'm talking about! Woohoo! Yeah!
[suspenseful music plays]
-Ooh! Hold the phone. -[grunts]
-[groans, cackles] -[glove whirs]
Here we go!
-[grunts, gasps] -[glove whirrs]
[gasps]
This is handy.
Get it? Handy?
-[groans] -It's funny!
Whoa.
[atmospheric music plays]
You have a giant cybernetic arm, and you want to use a sword?
Ah... This is a Yamashiro No Daijyo Kunitsugu Wakizashi.
The kashira depicts the kamakiri, or praying mantis,
who protects the valuable crops by beheading his cricket enemies!
[cackles] It's wicked cool.
It's a total downgrade, but whatevs. I don't care.
I did not spend half a day on a plane with that - ew! - recycled air
that totally dries out my T-zone, to listen to you drone on about a sword.
We need to find the guidance system!
Oh, you mean this?
[tense music plays]
Boys, we got ourselves an infestation, and there's only one thing to do.
When they pop out of that vault, blow the heck out of them!
-[dramatic music plays] -[grunts]
Let's get in there! Go go go!
[grunts]
[whirring]
-[grunts] -[scraping]
Woohoo! Man, I missed this!
[dramatic music continues]
[groans]
-[grunting] -Let's go!
But I'm having fun!
[panting]
[groans]
[shot fires]
I got this!
-[whirring] -[grunts]
[groans]
That's from Cleve!
No. No. No no no!
[Rafaela] Later, haters!
[lively music plays]
-[groans] Where does the road go? -Dune buggies don't need roads.
-Okay, I think that guy went too fast. -I don't think he went fast enough.
[groans]
[Layla] Woohoo!
[grunts]
[yells]
[Tony] Whoa!
[groans, yells]
[grunts]
[Tony, laughing] Yeah! Whoo!
[yells]
[Tony] Yeah, yes!
Yeah, baby!
[laughs] We're gonna win! Tony and Layla, saving the day.
Sorry, we're not going to win. Follow me. Let's get out of here.
What are you talking about?
-That's not the plan. -Trust me, the plan's changed.
[dramatic music plays]
[laughs] Look who's in the lead now! Sandocal, that's who.
And you said I was a loser. Non monsieur!
-You are the loser. -[tires squeal]
What is this? No!
Get the buggies, we are going after them. Huh?
[dramatic music continues]
What happened?!
[chuckles] Easy! I don't want anything to happen to my driver.
Hey, Gray! Try not to do anything too stupid.
When we get out of here, we're going to have some words.
Time to get out.
[groans]
-[dramatic music plays] -No, no! Layla!
[groans, pants]
-[atmospheric music plays] -Huh?
[whimpers]
[tense music plays]
[Tony] So you planned this together?
Hm. Well someone told me I should rely on my team.
Okay, but why didn't anyone tell me what was happening?
I don't know. I wanted to see the look on your face. Totally worth it.
So all that arguing between you two was just for show?
Yeah. Mostly. But she did mess up the plan, and now we don't have our cars.
I told you, that's not my fault.
Sandocal was going to take those cars anyway.
So thanks to Layla, we have limited supplies and rundown buggies
in the world's most hostile environment.
-Don't blame this on me. -Sorry, already did.
Okay, okay! I shouldn't have asked.
[Cisco] Uh... Where are we going?
[dramatic music plays]
[vocalizing] ♪ We run the world like a family ♪
♪ Speed it up, cause together we ♪
♪ We ride out, ride out Chase the legacy ♪
♪ Ride out, got the whole squad We on the go ♪
♪ Ghost ride the whip As our tires smoke ♪
♪ The crew stay tight Everybody knows ♪
♪ We just having fun Cause this is how we roll ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ We ride out, ride out Chase the legacy ♪