Original subtitles

I come from the net, through systems, networks, and sprites, to this place,

mainframe. My format?

Guardian. To mend and defend.

To defend my friends, their hopes and dreams.

To defend them from all of their enemies.

Last week on Reboot. She's here. My lady.

I am demon. I am a time.

My time is now.

Here, young guardian.

A gift.

Bob, I have always loved you. Give me the cure and I'll fix everything.

A virus to cure.

Brilliant. I love you.

Please don't go.

Marry him?

I don't think so.

everybody.

Now what I need is a plan.

Hi, sis.

Alphanumeric, super cool, pixelatious, high density.

Enzo, slow down and stop dragging dad around like that.

Madam? I am not amused.

Hey, it's Cecil, our foreign stereotype comic relief.

That's Cecil.

Hi, everybody.

Hi, Bob.

Hi, Dot.

Not thinking of another plan, are you?

Hey, who's he?

Oh, no.

Two Bobs?

How can this be?

Don't ask Gus.

How long have you been having these dreams?

Ever since Bob returned.

Bob? I mean the other Bob, not Glitch Bob.

Interesting choice of names.

Glitch Bob, Bob.

You know what I mean.

Oh, I know what you mean.

The question is, do you?

It's impossible to get through again.

You need... after you.

Oh, thanks.

I need an energy shake, but I got a feeling we're in for a long wait.

So, you merged with Glitch?

Yeah, and you say you can't remember what happened in the web.

My guardian code must have shut me down, protected me in some way.

The last thing I do remember is Megabyte throwing me into the missile and...

Don't remind me.

So, what do you think happened?

Well, I know what happened to me. The question is, how were you created?

Me? What makes you think I'm the copy?

Well, I've got memories.

Copies can have memories. What if you were copied from me, then went on to

on the web?

Well, I... But honestly, which one of us looks like the original?

Hi, guys.

What you up to?

Just getting to know each other.

Need any advice? I'm an expert on this sort of thing.

Warning. Incoming game.

Warning. Incoming game.

Now, move!

Oh, this is crazy.

I nearly hit him there.

Remember what he said he'd do to us if we didn't try to hit him. This is 8

This is totally 8 -bit. We'll see if I'm out.

Hello, boys.

Tell me something.

Is that live ammo?

He made us do it. Yeah, we didn't want to.

We'll see about that.

If you ask me, he's two chips short of a month.

What?

Andrea? What in the net are you playing at, Matrix?

Training. What does it look like?

With live ammo?

Our enemies don't use blanks.

It's over, Sparky.

Damon's gone. We're home.

We won, remember?

Yeah, but what do we do now?

We relax, lover. The fighting's over.

Warning. Incoming game.

Warning. Incoming game.

Look, I shouldn't even be here talking to you like this.

Why ever not?

I'm the command .com of this system. I've appearances to keep up if anyone

out. Dot, dot, calm yourself.

I am here to help. Help? Your scans proved nothing.

Which Bob's the original?

It does not matter, my child.

In the end, it is you and your heart that will have to decide.

Warning, incoming game.

Warning, incoming game.

Some things never change.

Dart? What do you think you're doing? We're all going to go fight the game.

Well, you're not, Berth Dart.

That's what he said.

And neither are you, Glit... Bob.

But remember what happened the last time you tried to reboot?

What happened?

But that was before.

I'm pretty sure that... And I'm totally sure. You stay out of games until Fong

gives you a clean bill of hell. What happened?

Bob, can you reboot?

Well, yeah. Do you mean he can't?

You and Matrix take the game.

Everyone else, stay out.

You can't reboot?

Dot, is this wise?

We don't know anything about this guy.

I trust him.

Come on, Matrix.

Let's do it.

Just like old times.

Come on, you need a power -up. Then you'll feel better.

Dot couldn't wait to get away from me.

You're reading too much into this.

Miles and Ray are about to check in with her.

She's a busy sprite now.

Well, she always was.

And stay out.

Hey guys, are you sure this is a good idea?

Bob needs an energy tank, and I don't think he's got a chance of getting

at Dot's Diner. I never did.

Detail hasn't changed one bit.

See, I remember that.

Copy? Me?

No glitch, no game stats.

Not a problem. This one was old when I was young.

I can't believe the user still plays it.

You've played this one before?

Oh, yeah.

Welcome to the dojo level of Pantsu Heavy.

X. Basic multi -level fight game with a twist.

Okay, what do we have to do?

Wait. What?

This is the final level, Bob.

So the user might not even get here?

Yeah, the game sprites might defeat him. This is good. But if the user does make

it this far...

He's going to have power -ups out the yin -yang.

This is not good.

So, let's see what we got.

Come here, boy.

Reboot.

Oh, no.

You were right, though. Just like old times.

Oh, you can laugh.

What? We know what you're gonna reboot as.

Okay.

Reboot!

I told you there was a twist.

This is bad.

Freaky.

And apart from some minor system problems... Heck.

Probably. The net's clean.

So... Everything's back to normal.

As if Damon never happened.

So, how's our favorite guardian?

He... they're okay.

I'm dying to know. Which one did you choose?

Mouse? Get out of here, Ray.

Come on. It's just us girls now.

I can't tell you, Mouse.

You won't tell me?

No, I can't.

I don't know.

Frisk, it's really starting

to freak me out now. Look, just tell me the point of this game.

Why am I stuck in here?

I'm a Pantsu Heavy trainer.

You're a Pantsu Heavy X, a mutant creature.

I keep you in that tiny container and release you to fight for me. You keep

creatures in cages?

And release them just to fight?

Yeah. That is sick!

Final level.

Let's do it!

Okay, boys, game on!

Wombatron! Bogeyman!

Sogeria! I release thee!

Bobzilla, I release thee!

Whew, finally.

You just can't talk in those things.

Whoa, I'm a monster.

This is different.

Mozilla, use your atomic nostril blast!

Behind you! Use your nuclear bottom burp!

You're kidding, right?

Matrix, a little help?

Sorry, Bob.

A trainer can only call strategy. I can't fight the heavy X's.

What? And he's got a full set.

150 of them.

Not good.

This is not good.

Oh, can you believe it? He ignored us.

Yeah, I tell you, back in the days we were viral, he wouldn't have dared skate

by. Yeah, the uniform meant something. We got respect.

And girls, remember?

I... I... I was never viral.

I mean, like, so what if you are a copy?

Some of my best friends are copies.

The important thing is to be true to yourself.

Okay. One power -up mop.

One NICAD booster. Easy on the vault.

And a double E shake.

Enjoy.

Well, I think you're the real deal, Bob.

And I don't care.

I'm a copy of a backup, and I'm okay. Us copies have got to stick together.

Hey, you're right.

What difference does it make?

I've always been me.

Hey!

Night here. What?

Help!

I can't!

There must be something you could do.

No! The rules are clear!

You're a renegade!

Cheat! Oh.

Right.

hit him and hit him.

Sorry, Bob.

You know, Bob, I don't think you're supposed to do that.

Game over.

Ah, yeah!

Bob went for the good guy!

Bob? You look disappointed.

No, no, I'm not. I'm glad they won. It's just... Weird?

Yeah.

Really weird.

Ha -ha! We did it! Give me five digits.

Oh, man.

What a rush.

It's just like old times, huh, Bob? Couldn't have done it without you, Enzo.

Enzo? I'm sorry. I meant Matrix.

No. Coming from you, it sounded okay.

Sort of right.

Enzo.

Hey! fancy a game of Jetball?

No.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Oh, oh dear.

Why did he have to come back?

Um, who?

Bob! I'd made a decision. I had a plan.

We were going to be happy.

Go on.

We could be together at last.

No megabyte to fight or hexadecimal to deal with. Damon was gone. I had a plan.

Well, you always do.

But now what do I do?

There's two of them. How does that work?

Well, maybe it doesn't.

Now what's that supposed to mean?

Oh, uh, sorry. I was just humoring you.

Well, stop it!

Give me some advice.

But you have made your choice, haven't you?

I thought I had, but... But?

Now when I look at Glitch Bob, all I remember is what we've been through.

I remember the bad times.

All the horror.

All the pain.

I see.

And Bob?

When I see him, everything's all right.

He looks right. He even sounds right.

I feel safe.

Happy even.

When I'm with him, it's like coming home.