[electrical crackling]
[humming]
[upbeat rhythmic music plays]
[engine roars]
[tires squeal]
[atmospheric music plays]
So, we have to storm Cleve's base,
figure out what he's doing, find a way to stop him,
find Ms. Nowhere and Gary, plus go back for Cisco.
-Wow. That's a lot of stuff. -I already miss Big C so much.
We should go back for him right now.
Uh, I've never heard you call Cisco "Big C" before.
See? I don't even know who I am without him.
Frostee's right. Cisco should come first.
Then Ms. Nowhere and Gary, then Cleve. And his plan. And stopping it.
Yeah, that's the same amount of stuff.
[Echo] Our rudders are busted, we can't turn around.
Ms. Nowhere and Gary are probably at Cleve's base.
I'm sure Ms. Nowhere has a plan.
After we take down Cleve, we'll go get Cisco.
He's tough. He'll survive.
-[wind howls] -[thunder crashes]
[pants, grunts]
[exclaiming]
-[deep voice] Cisco... -Huh?
-[mystical music plays] -[gasps]
[deep voice] Cisco...
Do not be afraid, my brother.
Donut?
[sobbing] Aw, Donut, bro.
I miss you so much. You gotta help me get out of here
Cisco, do you remember nothing I have taught you?
Uh... I remember you eating a spork.
No, no, no, not that.
That time you ate a bug?
-[sighs] I have to eat bugs? Nasty. -[growls]
This isn't about something I ate! Okay, Cisco...
You must call out to your animal friends in your time of need.
Oh, okay.
-Falafel! -[wind howls]
-Falafel! -[echoing growl]
[groans]
-[dramatic music plays] -[Falafel roars]
-[tense music plays] -[typing]
[Cleve] Well, what do you know?
The satellite feeds are up and running again.
[chuckles nervously] Yes. I managed to get them working.
I expected the outside world to try to interfere with my machine,
but never someone on the inside.
AKA, you're busted.
W-What are you talking about?
You messed with my satellite feeds.
I can explain. I'm certain those were innocent people at that wreck.
[cackles] I actually wasn't 100% sure, so thanks for the admission of guilt.
You really are all book smarts, aren't you?
Luckily, you finished your job.
I'll launch the other satellites,
shut down the world's major cities with super-storms,
and put this desert back on the map.
Stop. What are you doing?
[gasps, exclaims]
I can't have any interference while I fire up this old gal.
Toretto's coming in hot.
Take Nowhere and her butler into the desert.
Those whippersnappers will save them.
[groans] But we literally just decided how we're going to torture them.
We all got problems, Blondie.
I'm launching the rockets; my assistant's locked up.
It's gonna take twice as long. Your revenge plot is gonna have to wait.
That a hairdryer or a hand cannon?
[cackles] Both. I call it "The Scorcher."
It gives you a perf-mazing blowout for a second,
before burning all your hair off.
[tense music plays]
We've got to get out.
Those dumb kids will try to save us, and Cleve never plays fair.
What do you think he's gonna do? I'm sure it's something diabolical.
First, he takes us into the middle of the desert.
[Gary] A radioactive patch Cleve created and nobody else knows about.
Once exposed, we're experimented on,
and designed to be Rafaela and Matsuo's exact body doubles.
Same faces, strengths, weaknesses.
I get a robot arm, you get one heck of an attitude.
Or, is it the other way around?
No! We're the bait, Gary!
Oh! Yes, I suppose that's another possibility.
What are you uggos talking about?
You, actually. You seem like a smart young woman.
Uh, duh! Obvi.
Can't you see that Cleve Kelso doesn't care about anyone but himself?
[Ms. Nowhere] He burns through sidekicks faster than wives.
And that is really saying something.
You think you're the master of mind control?
Cleve's got you beat.
[Ms. Nowhere] Look, you're practically a servant.
Hm. Maybe you're right.
I did do what that gross old man bod said.
I didn't even fight back when he told me I had to wait to use The Scorcher.
[softly] That's right.
I'm good... [chuckles]
Psych! LOL-M-G.
You seriously think that you can flip me?
Bae-suo... Did you see how I totally got her?
[sighs] Yes, I did.
I'm seated right next to you - unfortunately.
[watch rings]
[pop music plays]
What's that?
It looks like Rafaela.
[pop music continues]
[grunts] Ha!
Ooh! [chuckles]
Oh, hey, uggos. I didn't even see you there.
[grunts]
Welcome to Raf Raf's Hot Hostage Vid.
Enjoy.
-[gasps] -[exclaims]
♪ Yeah, they're still alive ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ They might survive ♪
♪ If you come and get 'em Come and get 'em... ♪
[angry grunt]
-[song continues] -Sorry. It's catchy.
♪ Come and get 'em Come and get 'em, and bend ♪
♪ Yeah, they're still alive... ♪
[groans] What the heck's going on?
Toretto, you can save 'em, or keep coming at me.
[Cleve] Your move.
This is bad. Ms. Nowhere and Gary need us. We have to save them.
Ms. Nowhere will kill us if we don't complete the mission.
But she'll also kill us if we don't save her life.
What? She'd find a way from beyond the grave.
So let's just figure out how to be in two places at once
so we can save her while still completing the mission.
[dramatic music plays]
[tense music plays]
My stalker Tony Toretto is almost here.
Kaboom these losers in three, two...
Yee-haw!
No more worrying about Toretto's gang. Plus, my rockets are almost ready.
[dramatic music plays]
[Ziri grunts]
Don't hurt yourself. We're making the world a better place.
The Sahara - or should I say, Cleveonia - is gonna be the greatest it's ever been.
You're crazy!
This weather machine will wipe out all the major cities.
New York, London, Paris...
They're all about to find themselves living in a 365-day hurricane
within minutes of these rockets launching and deploying storms all over the globe.
But luckily, everyone will be welcome here in the Sahara.
Your little village in the sand could be the Macau of Kelsovia.
Cleveopolis.
Maybe Kelsoville?
I came to work with you to help people. Why would you do this?
The world's always unbalanced, son.
I just want it to be unbalanced in my favor.
It's like teeter-totter. Right now, we're the teeter, they're the totter.
But we'll totter our way straight to the top for a win.
You don't win at teeter-totter.
I win at everything.
[alarm blares]
[groans]
[stirring music plays]
You gotta be kidding me! [groans]
Deploy the perimeter guards, and find Matsuo and Rafaela.
Don't be getting any more ideas.
I'll be back to finish launching these birds. Oh, come on...
[wind whistles]
One day, I'll get the hang of driving a motorcycle.
Why bother? Being a motorcycle passenger is underrated.
It's all the adrenaline, with none of the stress. [whimpers]
Okay, some of the stress.
[hip-hop music plays]
Hey, passengers. Give us some cover.
[grunting]
[Tony chuckles]
Pretty cool, huh?
Not bad.
[grunting]
Show-off.
The control center must be near those rockets!
[whistling]
[grunts, cracks neck]
[roars]
You're alive!
You know us?
I disconnected the satellite feeds to help you escape.
You work for Cleve?
I did, until I discovered that he is actually a very bad man.
Hey! You're the kid from that car backflip video.
-Why should we trust you? -He did a backflip with his car.
We can trust him.
That's not how you evaluate a potential hostile.
-[shouting] -Release me and I'll seal that door.
Step inside the door! Now!
[grunting]
[dramatic music plays]
How did you survive the explosion?
We knew it was a trap.
Cleve's bargain didn't make sense.
And I felt it in my gut.
[all yell]
[grunts]
Good thing I practiced landings at spy school.
[groaning]
-[suspenseful music plays] -The gliders are a few minutes out.
Let's move.
Kaboom these losers in three, two...
Yay!
[clears throat]
-[grunting] -[dramatic music plays]
[knuckles crack]
[vehicles approach]
[dramatic music plays]
That's amazing! But how did you two get out of the van?
That information is need-to-know only.
It's so cool to meet the original car backflip guy.
Don't you mean the only car backflip guy?
It's an honor to meet you as well.
Dr. Kelso and I laughed at your fail video together many, many times.
"Aw, lugnuts." [laughs]
Priceless!
[sighs] We did have some fun together.
So, how did you do the backflip? You got to show me.
Ah, yes. What is your vehicle's hydraulic rig like?
We're a little busy, Toretto.
I'll explain later. She is right. We must hurry and stop Dr. Kelso.
The satellites are armed to launch.
If they reach space, he'll control the weather and destroy the world.
A giant weather machine! Cisco would go nuts for this.
-[loud thump] -[all exclaim]
[loud thump]
[thumping]
-[Cleve grunts] -[panting]
Since you kids keep popping up like roaches,
I figured I'd bust out my exterminator suit.
Whoa!
[cackles]
[ominous music plays]
[screaming]
You will have to come through me, Dr. Kelso.
[yelps, groans]
[grunting]
For a genius, you sure are stupid.
[suspenseful music plays]
[cackles]
[dramatic music plays]
You're too late. The satellite already up there could take out North America,
and I'm about to add five more.
Come on, guys. Seven on one. We can take him.
[crashing]
-[cackles] -[dramatic music plays]
[grunts]
[singsongy] We're back!
-Told you we'd make it. -You are insane.
You love it!
Hey, Cleve!
Seems like you and your crew are struggling.
You just cornered us after weeks of trying
and you had a weather machine to help you out.
[groans]
[mutters angrily]
This time, I'm going to stomp you myself. [grunts]
[panting]
Get to that control panel and hack those rockets.
Those satellites can't get into space. We'll hold these guys off. Go!
[dramatic music plays]
[panting]
[yelling]
[grunting]
[groans]
We can't let them get to Frostee and Ziri, no matter what.
Aw, man! I'm always getting thrown into situations like this.
Because I'm good with computers,
I have to figure out how to stop five rockets plus one that's already in orbit?
"Hack the guidance systems, Frostee."
"Change the rockets' trajectories so they crash into each other, Frostee."
Wait.
That would work.
It should. I can launch a Distributed Denial of Service Attack on the systems.
-Oh, snap! You DDoS? -Since I was in diapers.
-[tense music plays] -[grunting]
[Cleve cackles]
[yelps]
[grunts, laughs]
Fine! I've been saving this one for an ex, but I guess I'll waste it on you!
Are you serious right now?
[laughs, grunts]
-[gasp, whimper] -[thumping]
[groans]
Time to be a motorcycle driver.
[wheel spins, engine roars]
[Cleve yells]
[grunting]
[exclaims]
[all yell, grunt]
[gasps]
[grunting]
I know how to shut Cleve's suit down. Aim for the small button on his back.
[Echo] The robots at spy school had deactivation disks just like it.
Yep. I'll work on it.
Whoa!
-[tense music plays] -Whew.
Ooh! The guidance systems on three rockets have been diverted.
[dramatic music plays]
[cheers]
We stopped three rockets!
Only three?
Oh, heck, no. You ain't getting your hands on any more of those.
[panting]
[grunting]
Echo! Little help here.
[Tony yelps]
[grunting]
[groans]
[pants, grunts]
Yee-haw! [grunts]
-[both yelp] -[groans] Watch where you point that.
I won't miss this time.
[grunting]
-[arm bleeps] -[Tony grunts]
-[crackling] -[Matsuo groans]
-[atmospheric music plays] -What's happening?
[yells]
[gasps, yells]
-[grunts] -[gasps]
Tony! Don't distract us.
-[glass squeaks] -My bad...
-[tense music plays] -[grunts]
[grunts]
[roars]
My baby's back!
Did you see that?
That arm interfaces with his nervous system, poisoning his mind.
Then that arm has gots to go.
[dramatic music plays]
Ha! Now we just have to take out the one in the exosphere.
-[Cleve laughs] -[Tony] Can you hurry up?
Learn to celebrate the small victories, T. But yeah, we'll hurry.
[panting]
[grunts]
[yelps, grunts]
You're tripping.
[grunting]
[Ms. Nowhere laughs, grunts]
Get ready for... The Scorcher!
-[Scorcher blows] -[yelps]
Let. Me. Split. Your. Ends!
[grunting]
Can you two hurry up? It is not rocket science.
Actually, it literally is.
If we can direct the weather satellite down to the mesosphere...
It'll burn up on re-entry!
Even with the weight of the world on our shoulders,
it's fun working with you.
After this, why don't we go get some Wild Loquat-flavored Yoka?
Wild Loquat?! [laughs] I thought that was banned
because the processing created trace amounts of pure neon.
There are no rules in the Sahara.
-[dramatic music plays] -[grunts]
I need a boost to the button.
[grunting]
[Tony yells, grunts]
Whoa!
[grunting]
-[arm whirs] -[panting]
[grunting]
Echo! Grab that, and take out his arm.
[yells, grunts]
[tense music plays]
[whirring]
-[Echo yells] -[Rafaela gasps]
[gasping]
[growls]
-[sobbing] No! -[Matsuo] It is all right.
I will survive.
But it's the only thing I liked about you!
[grunting]
[Tony] You guys almost done?
Hopefully.
[suspenseful music plays]
[laughs] Yes! We did it!
[both yelp]
[panting]
[yelping]
[grunting]
I got it. [yelps, grunts]
Whew!
[dramatic music plays]
You're shut down, Cleve.
[cackles] Thanks for turning on my built-in light show.
Pretty nifty, right?
Had it designed, special.
-[tense music plays] -[pants, yelps]
I gotta hand it to you,
you're more persistent than ants at a Fourth of July picnic.
[Tony yells, grunts]
Tony! [snarls]
-[laughs] -[beeping, whirring]
-[gasps] -[clunking]
-[tense music plays] -[Gary grunts]
It's okay, guys.
Maybe we won't make it out, but we put the world before ourselves.
Cleve can do whatever he wants with us.
We stopped his machine. We're heroes.
Well put. You have most certainly become somebody worthy of being a Nobody.
[Cleve laughs]
That was very moving and all,
but do you really think Cleve Kelso don't sleep with a back-up rocket
under his pillow?
-[dramatic music plays] -[Cleve] That's right.
And it's hooked up to this suit, and this suit only.
You just slowed me down.
[Cleve] I can still control a section of the globe.
[beeping]
You got five more minutes to live in the world as you know it -
if you survive that long.
Aw man, I got knocked out again, didn't I? Ow.
So, what did I miss?
[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 ♪