[electrical crackling]
[humming]
[upbeat rhythmic music plays]
[engine roars]
[tires squeal]
-[atmospheric music plays] -[birds squawk]
Where are we?
-If the hauler's nav system is correct… -[crackling]
Which it might not be, because this thing is totally busted.
I said "if."
Apparently, we're on an island in the South Pacific
so small it doesn't have a name.
Great. Valuable intel.
-[groans, sighs] -[fingers crack]
[grunts, groans]
This place is beautiful! Who's ready for a morning dip?
Tony, are you okay?
Yeah. Yeah, I feel great.
I had this crazy dream where you were driving a submarine,
and I had a band with these fish, and there was a real heartbreaker of a squid.
Wait, where are we?
What do you remember about Sudarikov?
Yeah. Why did he have you strapped into that thing?
What thing?
-You were hooked up to some machine. -What machine?
It looked like he was stealing something from your brain.
-Why would he want to do that? -Why would anyone?
He's mad about the crystal you stole from his owl's apartment.
You stole it too!
Do you remember anything about being on his plane, or jumping on our plane,
or the plane crash, or… well, what's the last thing you remember?
I-I was driving. Like, through LA, but it was in a dream.
Dom was kidnapped, and I was trying to save him.
He was hooked up to that machine.
Maybe it was some kind of immersive VR video game.
Man, who come I never get kidnapped while playing an awesome AR video game,
and forced to play an even awesomer VR video game?
We should get you to a doctor for a checkup,
but I don’t think we're driving to urgent care in this.
Yeah, again, it's busted.
Can you be more specific?
The air vents are clogged with plastic. That's a real global crisis, bro.
The exterior is damaged from torpedoes and depth charges,
and the internal components are fried from seawater and pressure.
It's not gonna be usable as a submarine for a while.
So what are we gonna do?
We're gonna have to call Ms. Nowhere and Palindrome for help.
Oh, she's not gonna like that.
There's no other way.
-We're marooned. -[dramatic music plays]
[suspenseful music plays]
[radio crackles]
Oh, these crickets we picked up from that boat market in Cambodia are terrible.
Not enough cumin.
-Mm. -I've had worse.
Oh yeah? What's the worst thing you ever ate on a stakeout?
You ever try jellyfish jerky?
Jellyfish jerky? That's like filet mignon!
Try some fried tarantula thorax before you badmouth jellyfish jerky.
Tarantula thorax? You mean the kettle corn of the desert?
You really want a bad snack, try a nice bowl of spleen dip.
What kind of spleen?
Uh, gray? But the worst part, they served it with kale chips.
No! There's no such thing.
Right? Kale's not a chip, it's a goldarn leaf.
You are preaching to the choir, my friend.
-[both laugh] -[phone rings]
Aw, it's Gare-Bear.
Ugh! Voicemail.
Stop it. It's the emergency line.
-Hey, bud. -[high-pitched static]
[suspenseful music plays]
We're made. Grab your go bag, I'll set the timer on the C-4.
[Ms. Nowhere] No, wait. Look.
He doesn't seem nervous.
And there are no alarms.
I think this whole island city just became one big Faraday cage.
Sudarikov is blocking communications in or out.
Something's about to go down.
If we're gonna find out what's going on, we have to go undercover to get inside.
[Palindrome] I can't answer the phone right now, but know that you're not alone.
I'm listening.
[sighs]
Did you finally get him?
No, but he gets me.
Anyway, looks like we're on our own for a while.
Let's scout the island. There may be a village where we can resupply.
Ooh, maybe there's a pizza place!
Aw, but do you think they'll just have Hawaiian pizza out here?
I don't like hot pineapple.
We'll be able to see better from the top of that hill.
[Echo] That's a long hike.
Who said anything about hiking?
We can drive!
Cisco's truck don't need no roads.
[suspenseful music plays]
[grunting]
-[grunting] -[thumping]
Hopefully that guard doesn't know everyone coming on and off this island personally.
We don't look very much like these two.
Doesn't matter. We'd still have to pass the retina scan.
It's been a minute since I yanked a bad guy's eyeball out.
Easy, smash and grab! I'm making some contact lenses that will get us through.
Ugh! I hate putting in contacts.
Touching your eye is like… urgh!
You really are all over the place.
[tense music plays]
[guard speaks Russian]
I'll sweep the legs. You start kicking.
[speaking Russian]
[guard laughs]
I guess that worked too.
[ominous music plays]
-Man! I don't see a pizza place. -Let's go check it out!
Uh, I think we need to be a little more careful
than just strolling down the middle of Main Street.
Layla, according to the Yoka Tropical Tango ad,
island cultures are very friendly.
Yeah. They sleep in hammocks. They invented chill.
In the ad, they're also cartoon bears, or whatever.
[sighs] I thought they were koalas.
Koalas are bears!
Nuh-uh! They're marsupials!
Okay, obviously we don't know enough about islands.
Let's do Layla's thing.
-[tense music plays] -[leaves rustle]
-I don't see anyone. -Let's fan out.
[gasps]
[sighs, yells]
[both grunt]
Ugh! Not these guys…
I can't believe another ship got away from us.
We've made a right bags of this sea smuggling business.
My mom was right.
I never should have dropped out of dental school.
Our crew is getting restless.
If we don't get a big score soon,
we're gonna be broke, and we'll have a mutiny on our hands.
[Scadan] Not to mention the money we owe the Russian.
[gasps]
[straining]
[grunts] Yeah!
-[rustling] -[yelling, gasping]
Uh… little help?
-[music intensifies] -[Layla pants]
[yelling, grunting]
Toretto, we need a ride out of here. Get the truck.
[panting]
Toretto? Layla Gray?!
Hey, Scadan!
-[grunts] -[groans]
-[sighs] -[tense music plays]
-[grunts] -[groans]
-[dramatic music plays] -[panting]
[yelps, exclaims]
[electronic bleeping]
[yells]
[yells, gasps]
[panting]
[knocking on door]
[straining]
[shrieks, groans]
-Let's go! -Wh-what about the bananas?
Without that potassium, hypokalemia's gonna get us all!
[panting]
Where the heck is Toretto?
-What's your problem? Let's go! -[panting]
T! Are you okay?
[clamoring]
Today!
[groans, exclaims]
Hey, be careful with my baby.
[clamoring]
-Hang on! -[engine revs]
I said, be careful!
[dramatic music plays]
Stealing Toretto's cars is exactly the score we need
to set our accounts straight.
-Crack on, dossers! We're going hunting! -[ominous music plays]
[vehicle approaches]
What did you find?
Scadan and Muscles are here, running some half-baked pirate adventure.
We barely got away, no thanks to Toretto.
Uh…
Of all the banana traps in all the islands in all the Pacific,
I walk into theirs.
What happened back there?
[spluttering] I don't know.
I touched the wheel, and suddenly I was back in the game.
I think they did something to my brain. I can't drive! [gasping]
Easy, Tony. Breathe. It's okay.
I've dealt with agents' brains getting scrambled by evil machinery in the past.
You need to work your way up the panic ladder.
What if I can never drive again? Will I even be a Toretto?
Your Aunt Maria doesn't drive. She's still a Toretto.
That's because she's 90 years old. And in jail. For stealing cars!
[groans in frustration]
We got bigger problems than Tony's messed up nugget.
Scadan will be hunting us down. The island isn't that big.
It won't take long to find the hauler. We need to get out of here, fast.
It seems my powers of healing are needed two places at once.
We might be able to fix them both the same way.
-Just whack them in the CPU with a wrench. -[gasps]
Use your wrench on the hauler. I'll work on Tony.
Eh…
Uh, please don't hit the hauler computer with the wrench.
It'll never see it coming.
-[soft music plays] -[Cisco] I want you to relax.
Breathe. Relax.
Don't worry. Just relax.
Stop telling me to relax! It's stressing me out.
[spluttering] Okay, that's fine! Allow yourself to feel that.
-This is a safe hammock, uh-huh? -[groans]
I want you to think back now, and tell me the last thing you remember
about Sudarikov scrambling your brain with electrodes.
[hesitating] I was driving through LA, and I was trying to save Dom.
[moans]
I couldn't get to him. I could never catch up.
-[gasping] -Just breathe.
-Re… Chill. -[groans]
Now, I want you to realize that wasn't really Dom.
-[soft music continues] -None of that was real.
It was all an illusion.
Relax…
Ah, what's happening? Is this hammock moving?
I don't know how to drive this thing, man! I gotta get out! [groans]
We'll work through this with some classic role-play.
Tony, you be you, and I'll be Dom.
Okay.
Now, think back. You were chasing me.
Yeah, and I could never catch up. They had Dom, and I couldn't save him.
Tell me how you feel.
[tearfully] I'm sorry, Dom. I failed you. I'm not a Toretto.
-Of course you are, T. -[sobs]
-[emotional music plays] -You're family. La familia!
That don't change!
Remember, being a Toretto's got nothing to do with what you do in a car.
[Frostee] Being a Toretto is about what's in here.
[sobbing] What's in there is broken, Dom!
[sobs] It's broken.
Oh, uh, that's, that's okay, kid.
[quietly] I think I made it worse!
Ugh! Out of the way, quack.
There's only one way to fix a broken cowboy.
Put him back on the horse.
[exclaims]
[grunts]
I don't think spraying him with that stuff all the time
is doing his brain any favors.
Honestly, I'm more worried about how many concussions that boy has.
Ugh. Just fix the hauler.
[Frostee and Layla strain]
[groans]
[exclaims]
[chuckles] Welcome to your nightmare, Toretto.
-[tense music plays] -Take the wheel. You can stop this.
-[Tony] There's no road here! Only trees! -[Layla] Then drive!
Come on, Toretto! Don't be a baby, just do it.
-[whimpering] -You can't cover your eyes!
-You're cuffed to the wheel! -Then uncuff me!
[Layla] No! Drive!
I don't like this!
[Tony exclaims]
Make it stop, make it stop.
-It's not going to stop, come on. -[exclaims]
I'm not steering this time. It's on you. This is it.
I want Doctor Cisco. Where's Doctor Cisco?
There, see? That wasn't so bad. Everyone's fine. Ready to go again?
[screaming]
He'll get there.
[Tony screaming in the distance]
You think that's them?
[ominous music plays]
Where's Tony?
He's taking his time to process his feelings.
He'll be back soon.
[sighs] Maybe we should go looking for him.
He's so fragile. Like a little baby bird.
He's not gonna learn to fly with you babying him.
You're pushing him out the nest before he's ready.
We need to focus on getting the hauler back up and running
so we can get off this island.
[Gary] It's true.
We don't really have supplies to last all of us much longer.
We'd have enough to go around if Julius hadn't eaten ten ice pops already.
[mouth full] What? I haven't eaten that many!
-[whooshing] -[exclaiming]
[ominous music plays]
-[electrical crackling] -[exclaiming]
[groaning]
Hey, guys. I'm sorry for running away. My mind is just…
Guys? Where are you? Did you get the hauler working?
I can't drive, so you just abandoned me.
[sighing] No, I get it. I'd do the same.
[gasps]
-[tense music plays] -Uh-oh.
Loading complete.
Was that the final module?
Yes, Comrade Sudarikov.
The information you sent us has now been successfully integrated into our model.
We should have the weapon prototype ready for testing soon.
Good. Make sure the line is secure, and send me the revised data.
Sounds like it's time to call in the team.
[suspenseful music plays]
[gasps]
Arrest those imposters!
[tense music plays]
We're finally getting out of here!
Once we sell Toretto's cars and spy watches,
and the little drones and calculators,
we'll have enough cash to pay off our crew
and a little extra to get our next score going.
I'm taking my money right back to dental school.
Get out of that garden!
You seriously think you're gonna become a tooth yanker?
I'm done fighting law and order.
From now on, my enemy is plaque and tartar.
The world will know me as Gregg Goldberg, DDS.
[tense music plays]
-Alright! Let's get out of here. -Nice one, T!
-Where are the keys? -Check that dude's pockets.
[gasps] Look out!
-[gasps] -[dramatic music plays]
[grunting]
[whirring]
[tense music plays]
[ship's horn blares]
Hey! Toretto's filching me boat!
-[grunting] -[dramatic music plays]
[groans]
[gasps, yelps]
[panting]
Guys, check it out! I'm driving!
[laughs] Way to go, Tony!
Yeah, great. Now you wanna get us out of here?
[dramatic music plays]
[grunting]
[gasps]
You know, if you let us out, we could help you.
-Little busy right now, Layla. -[yells]
[grunting]
[yells, grunts]
[exclaims, gasps]
[grunting]
Whoa! [groans]
[yells]
You see that? He's working his way up the panic ladder, just like I said.
Excuse me, uh, he's back on the horse. That's my technique.
I think he just got hit in the head, which was my idea.
Can anyone really appreciate the subtleties of the human mind?
[yells] Keep it together, keep it together!
[Tony gasping]
[Tony yells]
[panting]
[grunting]
[yelling]
Focus!
[exclaims]
-[electronic bleeping] -[engine roars]
[grunts] No. That wasn't real.
This is real.
[dramatic music plays]
Blow up Toretto!
[grunts]
[tense music plays]
Gotcha.
[fast-paced music plays]
[yells]
[grunts]
[pants] Give it up, Scadan.
[ominous music plays]
-You think? -[grunts]
[straining]
[laughs]
[groans]
[grunting]
[yelling]
-[grunting] -[dramatic music plays]
Get him out of there!
Activate hover mode.
[rock music plays]
Get him!
[yelling]
[yelling continues]
[Tony] Woohoo!
Yeah, whoo!
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Toretto is back, baby!
-[emotional music plays] -[laughing]
[Cisco] Yeah!
[chuckles]
Nice work, Toretto!
I knew if we just let ourselves get captured,
you'd get over your panic attacks and bust us out.
Let yourself?
You think we couldn't get away from Scadan and Muscles? [scoffs]
Come on…
Still, good job. Now let's get back to work.
Really? This was all fake?
In therapy, belief is what makes something real. Huh…
[suspenseful music plays]
Go back to the plane. I'll hold these guys off.
What? That's not our evac plan.
[yelling]
Well, the plan just changed. Now move! Ha!
[music intensifies]
[grunting]
You can't just change the plan.
That requires a vote, or at least an "excuse me."
[grunting]
Excuse me for improving the plan, Sergeant Sensitive.
[grunting]
-[grunting] -[atmospheric music plays]
-[grunting] -[tense music plays]
Don't bodysurf away from me.
-[grunting] -[tense music plays]
[yells] Don't tell me what to do!
You're telling me what to do. I'm trying to work as a team.
-We're not a team. I'm in charge. -Didn't realize you felt that way.
[Ms. Nowhere] Well, here's a palindrome to help you remember.
[grunting]
-[shrieks] -[groaning]
-[music intensifies] -[yells]
Eat poop tea!
Uh, that's not a palindrome.
Oh.
[phone rings]
Ms. Nowhere!
[Ms. Nowhere] I got your message.
I'm picking you up ASAP.
Oh, is Palindrome with you?
What do you mean, he's continuing the mission?
[sighs] What did you do?
He's staying behind to monitor the situation.
Things are fluid.
You know, I'm not the one who called for a rescue, Gary.
But I think you're the one that needs it.
[phone rings]
Get ready for the missile strike.
Hello?
Yes, sir. Well, we can't be over to your location anytime soon.
You see, we lost all our boats.
[Sudarikov] No!
It wasn't our fault! Tony Toretto and his crew somehow wound up on our island.
[Sudarikov yells]
[yells in frustration]
-Tell me everything you know. -[Sova hoots softly]
[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 Yeah, we on the go ♪
♪ Ghost ride the whip As our tires smoke ♪
♪ And the crew stay tight Yeah, everybody knows ♪
♪ We just having fun Cause this is how we roll ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ We ride out, ride out Chase the legacy ♪