All language subtitles for -The.Bad.Guys.2.2025

Your breakfast, Mr. Soliman.

I don't care about cantaloupe!

Tastes like melon! -It will never happen again, I promise.

- Yalla, habibi, come back! - Just going to clean up.

- I'll be very fast. - I'm not done yelling at you!

Unit two, I've lost camera four.

We need eyes on the rooftop terrace.

I'm in. Okay, Mr. Shark, you're up.

Nice work, rookie.

- I'm on my way. - Yasmin told me

- I need to be more attentive. - What?

You are very attentive.

I know. That's what I told her.

Yalla, did you get a haircut?

I did.

- Thank you for noticing. - It's very nice.

All clear on the roof.

Copy that.

Uh, that was me.

- It-It's still Shark. - Yeah, no.

I got that. Thank you.

All right, Mr. Piranha, go crazy.

Mr. Snake, that's your cue.

Hope your timing's right, kid.

Snake, be nice to the rookie.

It's her first heist.

I was being nice. It's just how I sound.

Welcome to the team.

See?

All right.

We finished, uh, with the banter?

Let's do this.

Come on. Five.

- Four. - Three.

- Two. - One.

It's showtime.

Hello, Mr. Soliman.

The Bad Guys!

Remind me again:

Why didn't you just come through the front door?

- Where's the fun in that? - He loves an entrance.

Stay back, you... you monsters!

Monsters?

Wow.

- Did he just say "monsters"? - He did.

I wouldn't have done that.

You like monsters?

I'll show you a monster, pal.

No, no, no, no, no, no. P-Please.

- Whoa. - Okay, I see you.

Check this out. -No, no. No, no, please. Mr. Wolf.

Oh, baby, where have you been all my life?

No! No!

- No, no. - Not bad. Not bad.

This is... this is a one-of-a-kind prototype.

Shiny!

Wait. We did all this for a car? -

Listen, kid, the heist is never really about the loot, okay?

- It's a power move, baby. - -Let's go.

I-I have to say-- No, no. No, this--

It's never been driven!

Don't worry.

We brought you a little parting gift.

We're classy like that.

For me?

Nice.

Ooh, you say the naughtiest things.

No! No!

You Bad Guys will never get away with this!

Go bad...

Or go home.

After them!

Get out of the way!

Hey, guys, watch this.

Step on it!

Do you always drive like this?

Only when it's strictly necessary.

And it's always necessary.

There! The bridge! That's our exit!

I gotcha.

- Piranha, check our six. - I got it.

All clear, papo.

It's the Bad Guys!

Whoa.

Uh-oh.

Wolf, you got a secret plan, or are we just dead?

- I'll let you know in a minute. - The ramp!

- Yes? - Punch it. I have an idea.

Okay. New kid, let's see what you got.

- Rookie... - Wha-bam!

Yeah, baby!

Welcome to the crew, kid.

- Call me Webs. - Ooh, punchy.

Okay, okay.

I am never driving another car ever agai--

Nice carbon footprint, jackass!

Classy.

Come on. Easy, now. Easy, easy.

Come on, girl. You got this.

Ugh.

Oh, hey. Look who it is.

Get over here.

Where you been keeping yourselves?

Me?

Oh, terrific.

Fantastic.

I mean, not everyone believes it,

but, uh, the Bad Guys went good.

I'll spare you the details,

but in a nutshell, we felt the wag of doing good.

Made a couple of new friends...

Diane?

You're the Crimson Paw?

We took down Marmalade, a real bad guy.

The Crimson Paw!

Me? No, no, no. She's the Crimson Paw.

And surprised everyone

by turning ourselves in.

Yeah, we had a pretty good run as bad guys,

but sometimes you got to give up the thing you know

in order to find something better.

So here we are, law-abiding citizens

starting over with a clean slate,

and we cannot wait for society to welcome us with open arms.

And-and now you want to work, uh, at-at a bank?

Why not? Some of my best memories are at banks.

Uh, you robbed us three times.

That was this bank?

It says here that you saved the city from an evil guinea pig,

but aren't you a notorious criminal?

Yes. No.

M-Maybe?

Sor... Sorry, nerves.

I-I mean, I-I can also do a great tuna impression.

It's like you're talking to a tuna, right?

Well, I'm proficient in Unix, Linux, Windows, Mac

and fluent in 87 coding languages,

so, yeah, I'm qualified.

I see.

And, um, how do you explain

this gap in your employment history?

Uh...

My salary expectations?

Wow. That's a good question.

No one's ever given me money on purpose before.

"Great at Secret Santa"?

Yeah. How does that...

W-W-Wait. Don't tell me.

Bath bomb. Lavender.

And how would you react if you saw a coworker doing something

that violates company policy?

Snitches get stitches and sleep with the fishes.

You know what? Can I act--

Can I get another chance at that one?

I think we got everything we need.

- So great to meet you. - Thanks for coming in.

Uh, we're gonna... we're gonna pass.

Uh, look, Craig, anyone who wants to change

needs to start somewhere, right?

So I'm just asking for a chance.

Just a chance.

Please?

You know what, Mr. Wolf?

I might-- you know, I might,

I might have something here for you.

I'm gonna give you a call.

Gee. R-Really?

Craig, that's great!

Number's on my résumé there.

- Okay. Uh... - And this has been just great.

- You can let go now. - Sorry.

I didn't mean to...

I got a job! This is fantastic, man.

Oh, by the way, Craig, uh, you know...

Ah.

Yeah. Got it.

...to a better future.

In three weeks, my next-gen MoonX rocket will blast off

and deploy the Power Cell X3.

That's right.

Free wireless charging from outer space

directly to your phone.

- You're welcome, world. - Hey, guys. -Hey! -Wolfie.

Wolf! So you got the job?

Well, I mean, it's not a hundred percent,

but he said, he said he'd call me.

Well, you did better than Piranha.

I thought I was supposed to project confidence.

Yeah, but why a tuna?

What? Tunas are confident.

What tuna do you know that's not confident?

All of them.

- Tunas are confident. - Right?

Guys, come on. Life's like a car chase.

You know what I mean? There's-there's gonna be

bumps in the road, but when has that ever stopped us?

Never.

It's just gonna take a little time,

but I promise you, people will come around.

Even if we get framed for the Phantom Bandit's crime spree?

That's awfully specific.

Who's the Phantom, uh-- Who?

You haven't heard? It's all over the news.

There's a battle of survival for the bil--

The Phantom Bandit hit three locations yesterday,

stealing several priceless artifacts.

The Phantom is known for being impossible to trace,

but this time, he left a calling card.

Wait, hey, hey! That's our move.

Exactly.

Commissioner, are the Bad Guys back to a life of crime,

or are they being framed?

Just like your face with those fabulous bangs!

Thank you. I cut them myself.

Look, I cannot comment on an ongoing investigation,

but let's just say: once a con, always a con.

- So it's the Bad Guys? - I said no comment!

- Come on. - What?

How are we supposed to get a fresh start

when we get blamed for every bad thing that happens?

Hey, guys.

Isn't the sun particularly radiant today?

- What are you wearing? - What are you drinking?

Wheatgrass kombucha with extra moss

and two shots of cold-pressed dandelion.

Uh, I don't think you're supposed to eat those things.

Aw, you guys.

I wish I could trade lighthearted japes

with you all night, but I'm late for vinyasa.

- Vinyasa? - W-W-Wait. You're going out?

But y-you just got back.

You know how it is.

You think I got this body by sitting around, watching TV?

- Okay, ew. - Oh, and don't wait up for me.

It's lucha night.

Well, bye...!

Guys, I think the kombucha ate his brain.

Hey, you know what? As long as he's happy, right?

- And you're not? - I'd be happier

if I could land one of these jobs.

- First impressions are hard to shake.

Ooh, that was quick.

I mean, when I first met you,

I thought you were arrogant, self-satisfied,

dishonest...

...greedy, for sure.

Oh, yeah? What changed your mind?

What do you mean?

Ha ha ha. Very funny.

Seriously, it's hard

to stay positive when we keep getting rejected.

It makes you feel-- I don't know-- hopeless.

Mm.

I mean, going good was the hardest thing that I ever did.

And compared to you guys, I had it easy.

No one ever knew I was the Crimson Paw.

I'm sorry, did you say you were the

Crimson Paw?!

Sorry.

I didn't quite catch that.

Okay, you asked for it.

You're about to discover why they call me

the Big Bad Wo--

I think I got carried away.

I don't think this is gonna help my-- with my interviews.

I don't know. I think it's cute.

- Gives you character. - Oh.

Do I have a concussion, or is the governor flirting with me?

- Can't it be both? - Hmm.

- Uh, uh... - Oh, uh...

- Sorry, I shouldn't have... - Oh, no, no, no.

I-I didn't really, um...

Uh, yeah, 'cause you're the governor,

- and I'm, you know. - An-an ex-con.

- Yeah. - I know.

It's optics.

- Totally. - Let's just...

- Yeah, let's keep it friendly. - ...keep it friendly.

- Medium friendly? - Yeah.

- Madam Governor. - Oops.

Madam Governor.

Sorry to interrupt you and your acquaintance...

Finally, she remembers my name.

...but you've got the children's hospital fundraiser

in 20 minutes.

- I'll be right there, Maureen. - Oh, good. Thank you.

Another fundraiser?

Oof, look at you.

Same time next week?

My calendar's wide open.

Hey.

I know it's tough, but you can't lose hope, okay?

People do want to trust you.

You just have to give them a reason.

Promise?

Governor's word.

But until then, I would work on that right hook.

It feels a little like I'm getting kissed by a butterfly.

Catch you later, tough guy.

I was holding back.

Huh.

"Give them a reason."

No!

I said no comment!

I want answers.

Get me security footage, scour the phone logs,

and where's my coffee?!

- Uh, Commissioner? - Not now!

- But you have a visitor. - They can wait.

Uh, but he's, uh...

Hey-hey, Chief!

Can I just say:

love the bangs.

First off, it's "Commissioner" now.

And second...

Ooh, nice. What's the difference?

Well, the chief is the top uniformed officer, whereas--

Why am I explaining this to you?!

Did you touch my board?

- My board. My beautiful board. - Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought I heard it say, "Solve me."

- Wolf. - Listen.

I think we're both having an optics problem.

You need to show the world

you've got this investigation under control,

and we need to show the world we're good.

If I help you catch the Bandit, it's a win-win.

I'm calling the governor.

Go ahead. It was basically her idea.

Look at this.

Each of the robberies occurred within a three-minute window.

- So? - Three minutes is the loop rate

of most standard security consoles,

which means whoever did this...

Patched into security from the inside.

Bingo.

Fine.

Let's say they did. How would we even trace that?

We'd need some kind of high-tech computer expert.

They'd have had to clone the IP address and redirect the feed

to a four gigahertz dummy console, duh.

Huh?

Your Bandit is clever

but not as clever as he thinks he is.

However, he'd still need an inside man.

Hmm.

Hey.

Hold this.

Hmm.

There!

But that's just the janitor.

Perhaps to the untrained eye,

but if he's really just the janitor,

why is he pushing around an empty bucket?

Hmm?

So the real question is: How did he get in?

I'd come this way, jam the fan,

pop the grate, and bam, you're in.

Ooh, ugh.

Why is there pickles in this?

Because that's my lunch.

Who said you could eat my lunch?

Well, he said there was lunch.

Chief, come on. Let's focus.

So we know when and we know how.

The real question is why.

Well, why don't you call some more people

to barge in and help?

Ooh!

Welcome, friend,

to Mr. Snake's voicemail.

Today's advice for the soul:

We must stop concentrating on our differences

and look for what we have in common.

- Namaste. - Ugh.

Bye...!

Is he possessed?

Ugh, don't even get me started.

I mean, one day he's going to yoga, he's doing pottery.

I mean, who does pottery, the cast of Ghost?

Guys, guys, guys, guys. Hold on.

- Huh? - What'd he say again?

"Look for what we have in common."

Look. It's not about the artifacts.

It's about what they have in common.

They're all made from a rare metal called MacGuffinite.

Of course.

Uh, MacGuff-a-what, now?

Um, sounds kind of made-up.

So does the word "gold" if you didn't know it was real.

Say "gold."

- Gold. Gold. -Gold. Gold. - Gold. Gold. -Gold. Gold.

- Gold. - Gold. -Gold.

That does sound made-up.

Oh, now I can't stop thinking how it sounds weird. Gold.

So now that we know what the Bandit is after...

We can figure out where he's gonna strike next!

There you go. That's the chief I know.

Mmm. You grinding your own beans these days?

It's "Commissioner."

Now get out of my office.

Yeah!

Next thing you know, we're on TV getting medals.

Naming streets after us.

Piranha Street, baby.

Hey, listen to this.

Translated into English, the word "MacGuffinite" means

"a small MacGuffin." Cute.

Okay. Not super helpful, but, uh, what else you got?

The most famous MacGuffinite object is

the Belt of Guatelamango.

Did you say the Belt of Guatelamango?

- You heard of that? - Heard of it?

It's the championship trophy

for the Lords of Lucha tournament.

Uh-oh.

Wait, isn't that where Snake is going tonight?

That's right.

Can you imagine him at a wrestling match?

- He hates crowds. - And loud music.

And flamboyant costumes.

And things that make life worthwhile.

Oh, no.

Ow!

It's Snake!

It's all right here.

Happy hour. Pottery. Yoga.

All the same times as the Bandit's robberies.

He's been lying to us this whole time.

Ooh, he's such a little snake.

- That's why he's so happy. - Oh.

Vinyasa, my butt.

If he gets caught, he's going back to prison.

We got to find him before Police Chief cracks the case.

Uh-oh.

Hello?

Guess who has two thumbs, bangs and cracked the case?

- This gal! - Oh, really?

It's going down tonight

at the Lords of Lucha tournament. -

I am gonna catch that Bandit red-handed.

I got to say, well done, Wolf.

Well done. You have exceeded my...

- Bro, that was our only phone! - What the thorax?

I don't know. I panicked!

Guys, there's only one play here:

find our friend and...

Tear him apart limb by limb

until all he can remember is pain!

Wow, okay. I was gonna say save him,

but, sure, if there's time, we can do the limb thing.

Ladies and gentlemen,

put your hands together

for the current reigning world champion,

Handsome Jorge!

Ha ha! Yes!

Face of an angel. Punch of el diablo.

Ha! Ha!

Snake!

I'm gonna kill you!

Wow.

And Mama said I'd never get to heaven.

Look at me now, Mama!

I'm gonna need a lot of mustard.

Piranha, check it out.

One in your size and one in my size!

Guys, we can shop later.

Right now, we need to find Snake. Let's go. Come on.

Ooh. Right, right, right, right, right.

- It's just so much! - Now, listen.

He could be anywhere.

Webs, search the upper deck. I'll look ringside.

- You two... - Guys!

I can't believe you came all this way

just to see me arrest the Band--

- What? What was that? - I don't know.

I panicked, okay? I'm a panicker.

Okay, no more panicking.

Webs, search the upper deck. You two, backstage.

Remember, we're dealing with a master of deception

who can move like water and vanish like smoke.

- He could be anywhere... - There he is.

- Snake! - Huh?

We know everything!

What? How did you find out?

Ow!

Snakey Cakes?

Huh?

Uh...

If I knew you were expecting friends,

I would've gotten more nachos.

Because, well, I know you don't like to share.

That's true.

- Unless it's kisses. - Mmm.

Then he likes to share,

- don't you, Snakey Wakey? - Oh, yeah.

Guys, this is Susan.

Hey.

Is she your hostage?

No!

She's my girlfriend.

She called him Snakey Cakes!

Huh. So these are the roommates.

Roommates?

Did you say "roommates"?

Hey, I'm pulling your whiskers, Whiskers.

Snakey here told me all about you guys.

Wait, wait. I'm-I'm just trying to do the math here.

You're with Snake on purpose?

Well, you talk pretty tough for a mango with teeth.

What? Is that what I look like?

Ooh, she is spicy. I like it.

Insult me next.

Are you ready to dance?

Another victory for Handsome Jorge!

Jorge! Jorge!

No one can defeat my handsomeness.

And now bring down

the Belt of Guatelamango!

Oh, my gosh! It's the belt!

Give me the belt! Give me that belt! I love it!

Wait a minute. Fans...

Can it be?

Yes! It looks like we have a new challenger!

Someone has a death wish big enough

to take on Handsome Jorge!

Jorge! Jorge!

Jorge! Jorge! Jorge!

Of course.

What better way to steal the belt than to win it?

That's the Phantom Bandit!

Ha ha. So, you want that belt, huh?

We got to expose him.

How are we supposed to do that?

We improvise.

Well, come and get it, pig--

Wow!

He means business!

Yeah!

C-C-Can we talk about this?

This is wrestling at its best!

Not the face.

I didn't really think that through.

Uh-oh.

Huh?

Whoo.

You ever been deboned by a chicken?

Who's ready for some violence?!

" playing) -Violence!

Violence! Yes!

Guys, go for the mask.

Spider!

Now the mask. Go for the mask!

Snake attack!

Whoa, wait! Whoa, whoa! Ow!

Great.

All together now!

Ladies and gentlemen, this is no luchador.

It's the Phantom Bandit.

She came here to steal the... the...

belt?

Good luck getting out of this one, Bad Guys.

Huh?

- What? - Huh?

Uh-oh.

- It's the Bad Guys! - They're stealing the belt!

Let's get them!

Run!

Piranha, will you take off the belt? -I can't get it off!

- Take off the belt! - I can't get it off!

My belt! My belt! Get 'em!

Chief.

Chief, it's not what it looks like!

I... I trusted you.

People! We've got a code 12!

Bad Guys are the bandits! Mobilize!

Yes, ma'am.

Uh-oh.

- What do we do now? - Wolf!

Get in!

You heard the bird. Get in!

Go, go!

Wow, that was close.

Stop this truck now!

Hold on, folks!

Wolf!

Sorry.

Isn't she great?

Bad Guys.

I'm getting too old for this.

All units. All units.

Suspects are headed east in a hot dog truck.

Can you be more specific?

Um, it looks to be all beef, possibly chorizo.

I need birds in the sky, roadblocks every five miles.

I want eyes on every motel, greasy spoon,

gas station, bus station, cattle station, mole hole,

vole hole and watering hole within 80 miles.

Let's go!

Now it's personal.

They fell for it. Just like you planned, boss.

Good. Let's go.

Well, that went sideways.

Susan, you were amazing.

Where'd you learn to drive like that? -

I used to deliver pizzas.

Got canned for being too fast.

Cool.

- Your breath stinks. - What?

What do you brush your teeth with, sardines?

That's a burn.

I don't brush my teeth with anything.

Shocking. Uh...

That's kind of bad.

I'm surprised you hang out with me.

- How about a mint? - Ooh. That's clutch.

- Yes, please. - I'll take two.

Uh, what about you, Wolf? Mint?

I'm good. Thanks.

So, how'd you guys meet anyway?

Spill it. Spill it.

- Okay, well, uh... - Well...

You tell it. -No, no, no, you tell it better.

Yeah, but you do all the voices.

And, like, you're so good at it.

Can somebody tell it?!

Okay, okay.

It's a funny story.

Hey, kid.

Are you gonna eat that?

What?

Hey.

Um...

Mix-up.

Why is she in his mouth?

Anyway, that's how we met.

But-but that's nothing compared to our first date

- when we were... - Ew, no! -Stop!

All right, all right, all right.

Got it.

Love triumphs over all, and that's great.

But right now, we need to focus on the fact

that every cop in the state thinks we're the Phantom Bandit.

Hmm.

Not much of a romantic, are you?

Don't mind him, Sugar Beak. He's a little touchy.

Uh, he's been friend-zoned by the governor.

I have not been friend-zoned by the...

I need a phone.

Madam Governor. Madam Governor.

How soon are the Bad Guys going back to prison?

Please, let's not jump to conclusions

before we have all the facts.

Thank you. That's all quest--

That's all the questions for now.

All right, Diane.

It's time to implement damage control.

I'm gonna tell the press there's no more questions

- for now, and if they have... - Hang on, Maureen.

Aunt Linda!

What a pleasant surprise.

Wolf, what were you thinking?

Diane, listen.

We hit a little bit of trouble.

Oh. Which part?

Assaulting the police commissioner

or stealing a priceless belt in front of thousands of people?

It's-it's not what it looks like.

Someone's setting us up. You got to believe me.

Of course I believe you.

Well, you might be the only one.

Listen, we could really use your help right now.

Wolf, I can't call off the cops.

There's too much heat on you.

I know. I know. I know. I know.

If you could just give me something to work with,

a-a clue, a starting place, something.

All I know is, it-it's got something to do

with that MacGuffinite thing.

- MacGuffinite? Really? - Yeah.

It's what the Bandit's been after the whole time.

I hate to drag you into this, but it's our only lead.

Can you look into it?

Yeah, I know exactly who to ask.

- You do? - Listen to me.

I need you to lay low until I get to the bottom of this.

In the meantime, don't trust anyone.

- And, Wolf... - Yeah?

We'll get through this, okay?

I hope so.

Hey. I owe you one.

What are medium friends for, huh?

Yeah.

Maureen?

- Yes, ma'am? - Cancel my appointments.

You got it, ma'am.

I've got to catch up with an old friend.

Good news, gang.

Diane's gonna help us clear our names.

All we got to do is lay low and...

You.

You should've taken the mint, Whiskers.

Hey! Hey.

Hiya, boss.

Yeah, the chickens are in the broiler.

Repeat, the chickens are in the broiler.

What? Where... where are we?

What's happening?

Once upon a time, there was a big, bad wolf.

Ooh, love that guy.

What a character.

He's the one who challenges the status quo,

who takes the big chance.

Without him, shoot, I don't even think we have a story.

And they call him the villain.

Hmm. Kind of backwards, don't you think?

Do I know you?

They call me the Phantom Bandit.

Nice ring to it, I guess.

But you can call me Kitty Kat.

I think you met my girls.

- Hello! - Holy shrimp.

I'm Pigtail.

It was great honor to kick the butts of my heroes.

The butts were even greater than my dreams.

She's a huge fan.

Big crime nerd.

Thanks.

I think.

Oh, hey, Susan!

Actually...

Hey!

- It's Doom. - Uh...

Susan is an alias.

- You lied to me. - That's all right, papito.

- Played me. - Not cool, man.

- Betrayed me. - Hey. Hey, listen.

- It's just business. - You're...

- Shady. - You're...

Shady.

Let it out, buddy.

You're the perfect woman!

She out-snaked a snake!

If that's not true love, well...

well, then I don't know what true love is.

Snake...

Okay. Kitty, y-you mind telling us what we're doing here?

Cutting to the chase. I like it.

We're planning something big.

Only problem: It's too big for the three of us.

You need work. We need extra hands.

Professionals, you know? With a specific set of skills.

One last job.

Whatcha say?

What do we say?

No, uh, is the short answer.

But, well, we're flattered.

But, uh, the thing is, you know...

- We're good now. - Yeah.

We don't steal stuff anymore.

Yeah, so if you can just, you know, untie us,

and, uh, we'll let ourselves out.

And we can just call it a noche, okay?

You know what?

I love the red ones.

Is it cherry?

Is it strawberry? I'm not really sure.

I can never tell.

It's kind of like people, you know?

You think they're one thing,

but it turns out they're something else entirely.

Diane.

She knows.

Can you imagine if this got out?

The governor's secret past as the Crimson Paw?

Whew. Talk about a scandal.

She will be in the hot bubble water.

So...

Let me rephrase the question.

Play along, and Diane's secret is safe.

Or don't, and you, Diane, the good life,

it all comes crashing down.

What'll it be?

All right, hot sauce. What's the job?

That's the job.

Whoa.

Wow.

That's the MoonX rocket.

Seriously?

You better believe it, girl.

Why steal a car when you can steal a big, jumbo rocket ship?

I think she's serious.

Why would you want to steal a rocket?

A heist is never just about the loot.

Isn't that right, Wolf?

- It's a power move. - Exactly.

You get it.

He gets it.

All right, now, come on. We got work to do.

And after that, we're square, right?

You're gonna give us the video?

Thieves' honor.

This is gonna be gnarly.

In the good way.

Come on, y'all. We're going on a heist.

So, are we bad again, or...?

You got to hand it to them.

They thought of almost everything.

Almost? Oh, you got an angle.

I've always got an angle.

One last job, and after that,

Little Miss Lollipop's gonna regret she ever met us.

Madam Governor?

Take me to his cell.

Well, well, well.

Hello, Diane.

Marmalade.

Of all the super maximum prisons in all the world,

you had to walk into mine.

Oh, my.

You look like a balloon animal.

I know, right?

Today was arm day.

That's why I'm looking extra swole.

So, to what do I owe the visit?

I wonder if it has anything to do with

your mangy protégés fleeing the scene of a crime.

How do you know about that?

It's my job to know.

I'm the editor in chief of the Crazy Max Chronicle.

I also do yearbook, and I'm captain of the pickleball team.

To be honest, I'm kind of crushing it in here.

All right, well, good for you.

But what do you know about MacGuffinite?

Oh.

MacGuffinium Fictitium.

Fascinating metal.

With one extremely unique property.

And that is?

Well, I'm not just gonna tell you, am I?

Did you forget?

I'm sitting in prison for your crimes.

So what's in it for me?

I am not giving you a pardon.

A pardon?

In the middle of pickleball season?

No. I have a better idea.

How would you like to play a game?

What sort of sick game do you want me to...

Backstabbing governors first.

Oh, goody.

All right, everyone, listen up.

Each of you has a specific part to play.

Safecracking gear!

Disguises!

Welcome, Ms. Tarantula.

Whoa, that is some serious tech.

Uh, I think I got the wrong bag.

Yeah, this doesn't seem like proper attire

to infiltrate a launch site.

Oh, no.

We're not going to the launch site.

We found a way to circumvent every level of security

leading to the rocket,

and it's right there on Mr. Moon's wrist.

Watch controls everything,

from front gate to mission control

to blastoff.

Steal the watch, steal the rocket.

Only problem? He never takes it off.

Lucky we have world-famous pickpocket.

And we think there's a window.

"Jeremiah Moon invites you to his exclusive,

state-of-the-art wedding."

Are you serious? We're gonna crash the wedding?

Oh, I love weddings!

I mean, you know-- I li--

I mean, I like them. They're fine. I don't care.

Whatever. No one cares.

Um... here's how it's gonna go.

This is a highly exclusive event,

and it's got protection to match.

So, we'll have to get creative.

I'm a little rusty, but I promise

to play you respectfully.

Mamma mia!

Where's-a my flowers?

Prego! Cappuccino! Extra grande!

Tutti frutti! Limoncello!

Oh, the veil? It's vintage.

A princess wore it.

Yoo-hoo!

Jeremiah! Oh, there you are.

Moon wears a pair of

AR-enhancement glasses that identify

the people worth talking to.

And the people who aren't.

But-but I'm his aunt!

Those who make the grade earn

a 60-second one-on-one with Mr. Moon. -Jeremiah.

That's our window.

Our only window.

Once the ceremony begins,

it's over.

All right, everyone. I got eyes.

Piranha, you're a go.

- Hey, Clarence. - Huh?

Something doesn't look right in this trunk.

Oh? What is it? L-L-Let's see here.

Oh, it's there. It's there. Way in the back.

Uh, I don't see anything. -Yeah. No, no, no.

I think if you put your head in there.

Oh, Clarence.

All clear here.

Titanium triple spring release.

I've missed you, my old friend.

You're sure you still got this, Snakey Cakes?

Please.

Lock picking is like a romance.

You got to start gentle, playful,

work your way into its little cold heart,

until all those defenses melt away.

Oh. Sounds kind of fun.

Are we still talking about the lock?

Huh?

A power outage?

Hello. Extremely quick electrician.

Did someone call for an electrician?

Yes, sir. That was me.

- She's all clear. - Oops.

Don't worry. I fix and be out of your lip hair in no time.

All right, girls. Have fun.

Name's Webs. I'll be your hacker today.

Mr. Wolf, that's your cue.

Don't spend it all in one place, you hear?

That's my job.

Hey. Afternoon. Howdy, ma'am.

Eyes up, cowboy.

Your target's at twelve o'clock.

That's our man.

What are you doing? Get in line.

Buck Wolford doesn't do lines.

Webs, how's my cover ID?

Hang tight, Wolfie. Just a couple more firewalls. -Great.

Relax, Kitty, I got this.

- Wolf? - Hey, excuse me.

- Mr. Moon, sir. - Hey.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

- Wolf! - Bypass and boom!

Careful, careful.

Let's show our wealthy and influential friend

- a little respect. - I thank you kindly.

You still got it.

Now this is it.

Swap the watch for the dummy.

Well, at least somebody's civilized around here.

My name's Buck Wolford. Big Bad Oil.

But I'm sure you heard of me. I am just so...

Need a hand?

Last I checked, you didn't have any.

You never minded before.

Ow!

- Is she okay? - Whoops.

Oh, boy.

Unless I'm mistaken, rockets do need oil.

How'd you feel about

a strategic partnership, Mr. Moon?

You're coming to me with a business proposal

right before my wedding?

You're a real operator, Mr. Wolford.

You don't know the half of it.

Who authorized you to make eye contact?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Mr. Wolford?

- Uh... - Get the watch!

- Moon! - Ah!

There's my Soli-wolly. You're looking extra bald.

And you're looking short.

Wolf.

Have we met before?

Uh, no, no. I guess I just have one of those faces.

Hey, anyway, Mr. Moon, uh...

Did you take a pottery class in Sydney?

- Uh... - Sir, it's time.

Ah, yes. Showtime.

Wait a minute. Excuse me, Mr.--

Can I just, uh-- Mr. Moon...

No, habibi, listen. I never forget a face.

I-- Naked high diving! Was it that?

Oh, hi, yes.

Can I borrow him for just a moment? -

- No. Okay. - Thank you kindly.

You blew the heist!

That guy, I-I-I knew him,

and he was, he was gonna recognize me.

Bellissima. Bellissima?

Uh, we got a slight problem.

Someone needs to tell Marco that a shark ate him.

Are you guys trying to sabotage this?

Who's ready to get married?

- Shark! - I'm a panicker.

This is all too much. You happy?

I like this one.

This whole thing's a bust!

You lost your edge.

And now the governor's gonna pay for it.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, let's not do anything crazy, okay?

We'll get you the watch.

Oh, yeah?

How?

It's like a freakin' fairy tale.

Honey, you look so beautiful in this dress.

Hmm.

"Big Bad Wolf"?

Hmm. Hmm.

Shark, you're up.

Welcome!

Welcome to this most beautifious, majestacular,

incredimonious occasion.

Whoo! Whoo!

Could he be a little more subtle? -: Whoo!

- For Shark, this is subtle. - Whoo!

Give it to me real good.

We stand here today to marry this man--

this manly, masculine,

manleously maleful man--

and this totally normal woman

- in the sacra-nimonius bonds... - What? Wait a minute.

...of holy matriminimamony.

Whoo!

Now, would you please join hands.

Hmm. Uh...

That's him!

Yep. Just-just join those hands.

- Look. Look. - No need to look at them.

- Come on. Come on. Come on. - Just blindly join

- those hands together. - I object!

- What?!

Honey-bunny.

Soliman, who do you think you are?

Moon, look what you are marrying!

It's none other than the Big Bad Wolf!

Here comes the bride.

- Boop. - How could this be?

- He was here! - Soli-wolly, this is a disgrace.

- There were claws! I saw claws! - Get him out of here now!

Where are you taking me?! There are witnesses!

- We all saw it! You! - Huh?

- Don't just stand there! - Hey, where's the officiant?

Ooh, who cares?

Definitely top five Bad Guys heist ever!

When big man say, "I object,"

I almost make pee-pee accident!

Right.

Almost.

Wolf, I-I got to ask.

How'd you know that was gonna work?

You see, Kitty, there's three parts to every con.

First, bait the hook.

Look.

Then comes the turn.

Something weird is going on.

- Someone should object. - I object!

But none of it works without the payoff. -What?!

'Cause it's one thing

to steal the watch...

Soliman, who do you think you are? -

Hold on tight, bellissima.

...and another to get away with it.

The Big Bad Wolf!

The art of misdirection.

It's not the action, it's the distraction. Got it.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey!

All right, I see you.

Oh, I love weddings!

All right!

Hmm.

No. Not there.

No. Maybe...

- Oh, so many options. - Oh, my goodness.

Can we move this along?

Patience, Diane.

This is a game of subtle strategy

and psychological endurance mastered only by

the most cunning and sophisticated minds.

"Ages six and up."

Besides, it's not every day that the governor

drops by to chat about quantum ferromagnetism.

Quantu-- Wait, are you saying MacGuffinite is magnetic?

Not just a magnet.

MacGuffinite is the atomic inverse of gold.

Exposed to extreme voltage...

It will cause gold electrons to decouple

and attract with spectacular force.

It's a gold magnet.

Oh, she's catching on.

Very good.

Why rob a bank when you can make the gold come to you?

All the crime, none of the exercise.

- Uh, thanks, Professor. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You can't go. We haven't finished our...

What? No! But how?!

It's literally tic-tac-toe.

Send me your yearbook?

You know, it's funny.

You're the second person to come all the way here

to ask me about MacGuffinite.

What are the odds?

You had a visitor?

I didn't get her name,

but apparently we have a friend in common.

Or should I say... five?

Madam Governor.

I need footage of Marmalade's last visitor. Now.

Found ya.

- But can I drive? - No. -

This was new best day of my life.

- Why must you leave forever? - Aw.

- Cheer up, Buttersnout. - Buttersnout?

- I always wanted a nickname. - Oh.

Uh, great.

Hey, listen, uh, no hard feelings about the whole,

you know, pretend relationship

to entrap you and your buddies, okay?

Oh.

Come on, now. Of course not.

I mean, to be honest, I-I wasn't, uh,

really that into you.

Oh, weird.

'Cause you, uh, you seemed pretty into me.

Well, that's...

Yeah?

That-- You know, I didn't want to hurt your feelings,

so, uh, yeah, sorry if you're disappointed.

Oh, no, no, no, no, not me.

You see, uh, I'd only be disappointed if I was into you,

which, uh, as previously established, I was not, okay?

Of course.

Otherwise, this marshmallow toast

would be full of romantic tension.

Hmm.

Yeah. Of course I did.

Oh, really?

So impersonating the bride was your idea?

- Absolutely. - Yeah. Okay.

I hired you.

Therefore, your ideas are my ideas.

Classy.

What's going on with the MacGuffinite?

Oh, just a little science project.

Ah. So you framed us for science?

Come on, I had to frame you.

It was the only way to draw you out of retirement.

Anyway, you got what you wanted, so, uh...

Oh. Oh!

Right. You want the video.

There we go.

- Ooh. - Oh, man.

Did... did I ever tell you about my first heist?

Uh, no.

Um, was it a bank? Jewelry store?

Lollipop.

Back in school, we had a teacher

who used to give the good kids a lollipop.

And maybe it was my claws or my teeth,

but she never, ever looked my way.

It was hurtful.

So one day, when the old fart wasn't looking,

I snuck into the drawer and swiped the whole bag.

After that,

when the kids wanted lollipops, they came to me.

Dude, it was amazing, man.

For the first time in my life, I felt powerful.

I must've pulled off a hundred jobs since then.

And the more you steal, the more they respect you.

Hmm.

Why would you give that up?

You think if you play nice and follow their rules,

they'll just see you for who you truly are.

But let me tell you, they won't.

What if the bad life was your best life?

My advice:

Stop hoping and enjoy the lollipop.

- Did you get it? - Oh, we got it.

Come on, I had to frame you.

It was the only way to draw you out--

Full confession.

I can't believe she didn't notice the camera.

All we need to do is get this

to the chief and clear our names. -All right.

- We did it. We did it. - Whoo! Yeah!

Woo-hoo! -Touchdown dance!

Hey, buddy.

You okay?

Huh?

Oh. Uh, nothing.

Just, uh, imagining my next round

of thrilling job interviews.

Wolfie, this is the plan.

Yeah. No, I know. I'm just saying...

What am I saying?

I'm just saying, wh-- what if we took a wrong turn

with the whole going good thing?

You know what I mean?

Yeah, but it's gonna be different this time.

"Captured the Phantom Bandit."

That'll look great on your résumé.

We're gonna be heroes. Piranha Street.

Yeah, no, yeah. Totally.

What am I talking about? You're right.

Come on, let's find the chief.

- Let's go. - That's my Wolf.

Uh-oh.

Did you really think it was gonna be that easy?

Shoot.

Hey! -Watch it!

Naughty, naughty.

Are these gold?

Kitty, can we talk about this for a second? Uh...

Nope.

Is that MacGuffinite?

What's going on?

How about I show you?

Ooh, shiny.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

A gold magnet?

You bet your scaly butt it is.

And this is just a prototype.

Wait till you see what it can do in zero gravity.

- You're taking it to space? - Obviously.

What do you think giant rocket is for?

Is not for science fair.

You can't expect us to steal

all the world's gold from down here.

The biggest heist in history.

Courtesy of us.

All the world's gold?

Oh. Oh. And the cherry on top!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?

The video? You don't need to ruin Diane.

Let's-- Let's-- Come on.

- Let's talk about this. - Hmm, see, thing is,

I promised this rodent that I would.

Kind of a quid pro quo type thing.

- Marmalade. - I know.

What a goofball.

But a real wiz with the science stuff.

I-I'll tell you what.

'Cause we're friends, I'm gonna give you a choice.

No, no, no, no, no! Stop it.

You can stop it with this.

What the...

The upload is paired to the magnet.

The moment you turn it off, the video goes viral.

Or leave it on, protect Diane,

but y'all keep dangling until the police arrive.

Oh, such a dilemma.

The police?

Hello. Commissioner speaking.

Yes, ma'am. I got a hot tip.

The Bad Guys are holed up in a hangar

two klicks north of the MoonX launch site.

What? W-Wait. Wh-Who is...

Sorry, doll.

Look, it's nothing personal.

You are so hot right now.

- Snake! - Yeah?

Come on, man.

You are one twisted reptile.

I wish I could stick around to see how it ends,

but we've got a rocket to steal.

Ciao.

Kitty. Kitty, wait. Hold on a second, please.

See? This is why I'm not a cat person.

How are we supposed to choose?

We're not. I don't give up that easy.

- Piranha. - Yeah?

I need you to pull out the USB. Follow my lead.

You got it, papito.

One, two, three.

I got it!

And it's going faster.

- Not good. - New plan. Regroup!

Webs, you got enough wiggle in those legs to hack in?

Three legs is all I need. I think.

All right, let's go.

Wolf, Wolf, I can't get in.

Fall back! Fall back!

Now, think, think, think, think, think, think.

You got this. You got this.

What are we doing? What are we doing?

- The forge! - The what?

We're gonna throw the whole thing into the fire.

- It's our last chance. - You got this, buddy.

Here...

we...

go!

Huh?

Well, well, well.

Not so tough without your hot dog truck, are you, Wolf?

- Ooh. - Wow. -Wow.

This is getting real.

Morning, ladies.

Madam Governor.

Oh, yeah. Foxenstein, right?

Close enough.

What are you doing here?

You know, I'm very hands-on.

Especially when someone tries to frame my friends.

I know everything. The MacGuffinite. The magnet.

Hmm. You talked to Marmalade.

Actually, he did most of the talking.

I'm more of an action girl.

Step aside before anger becomes punch.

You're all under arrest.

Governor's orders.

Ooh, feisty.

You don't know, do you?

You're not governor anymore.

You might want to check your phone.

Crimson Paw.

Crimson... What?

No. No, no, no, no, no. But...

How-- H-How?

They never expect the dart.

Shall we?

Kitty!

Kitty.

A viral video has revealed that the notorious thief

known as the Crimson Paw was

none other than Governor Diane Foxington! -

While police search for the rogue politician,

they have wasted no time in ordering the speedy release

of sweet, adorable Professor Marmalade,

unlike the Bad Guys, whose claim to have "changed"

fooled absolutely no one.

Chief, we were set up by a gang of supercriminals.

They turned the MacGuffinite into a gold magnet.

- Back in line. - And they're stealing

that rocket to take it to space.

Yeah, that's what they all say.

Ch-Chief, I know it looks bad, but if we did this,

why would we help you solve the case?

Why would we tell you about the MacGuffinite?

And where's the loot? You know it doesn't add up.

Look, we don't have proof,

but I know, somewhere in that big, booming heart of yours,

you know we didn't do this.

Chief, please.

How many times do I have to tell you, Wolf?

It's "Commissioner."

Ready to fly this thing?

With watch, rocket flies itself.

Hey, Jenny. You seeing this?

Uh...

So much for Piranha Street.

Ow.

Chief?

Okay, let's say, hypothetically, I believe you--

Which I don't.

But if I did... if I did and some supercriminal

has a gold magnet, how would we stop them?

You... you believe us?

No! No, no, no!

No! No!

I want to give her a hug.

Ooh, I like Chief.

Ooh, wow, Chief, is that a new shampoo?

Okay, okay.

Please stop with the touching.

I don't get you guys.

You're good, then you're bad, then you're sort of good,

then really bad.

Ugh, it's hard to keep up!

Yep, yep. That's fair.

I get it. We're all over the place.

But you need to get us to that rocket before it takes off.

Rocket? What-what are you talking about?

Initiating backwards counting.

Countdown initiated.

Countdown initiated? Whoa. What's going on?

- I don't know. - Well, shut it down, Jenny!

- Shut it down! - I'm trying, Jim!

Uh, Mr. Moon?

Uh, we've got a slight situation.

The launch isn't until next wee--

Well, butter my crumpets.

Five, four...

Evacuate!

...three, two, one.

Woo-hoo!

The twists just keep coming.

The MoonX rocket seems to have taken off three days early--

Huh?

What the hairbrush?

Yeah!

Uh-oh.

Bring it on!

Whoa!

Holy moly.

Are you sure about this?!

Not particularly. No.

Remember, when you come back, you're under arrest!

You got it... Commissioner.

Go get 'em, guys.

All right, here we go.

First time for everything, right?

- Run, run, run! Let's go! - Come on!

Go! Go! Go!

- Let's go, go, go, go, go! - Guys, come on!

Move, move, move!

We did it. We did it. We did it. -PIRANHA: Yeah!

- Woo-hoo! - We did it!

We didn't do it.

Jump!

Pull us up, Snake!

Vinyasa, baby!

Up there! The cargo bay!

Pull!

Come on! Pull! Pull!

Are you kidding me?!

Lefty-loosey, righty-tighty.

Oh, right.

What is it?

Ah, never mind. Just glitch.

Whoa.

Now, that is a view.

What is happening?!

Sir, they're heading to the Multinational Space Station.

I think they're docking.

Doom, you're with me.

Pigtail, get the MacGuffinite in place.

You got it, Kitty.

Yoo-hoo. Anybody home?

Ooh, nice decor.

Very, uh, space-y.

In hindsight, that was a little reckless.

Did everybody make it?

Hey, wh-where's Piranha?

Whee!

I can fly!

I just needed to believe in myself. Ha!

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa.

Oh, you... you guys can fly, too?

All right, watch the legs.

Whoa. Guys, check this out.

What is she doing?

They're using the MoonX Power Cell

to activate the MacGuffinite.

Kind of genius.

Yeah, they're smart,

but there's something they didn't count on.

I got a plan.

Mm-hmm. Installation complete.

Confirming coordinates.

Shouldn't we, uh, get some special training for this?

Just don't-don't look down.

Uh, follow-up question: Which way is down?

Listen up.

This is all about timing.

Webs, Shark, I need you to hack the external console

while Snake and Piranha pop the control panel to engage

- the manual override switch. - You got it.

- And what about Kitty? - Leave her to me.

We got one shot to save the world.

Let's make it count.

Okay, buddy. You can do this.

- First, clear the root folder. - Mm-hmm.

Then in system directory, type

"ENC underscore word equals word dot encode." -Mm-hmm.

Now "import hashlib."

- Mm-hmm. - Hit enter.

Then "input underscore path equals input."

Okay. Cool, cool. Got it.

Okay, so, clear the root folder, you say.

Okay, come on. Come on, Piranha.

You're not nervous, right?

'Cause we know what happens when you're nervous.

Wh-What would I be nervous about?

Oh. Piranha!

- Dude! - Sorry.

I can taste it.

We're in position.

I think it's time we introduced ourselves.

Huh.

Oh. Thank you.

Oh. Thank you.

What's going on? Why am I flying?

Holy potatoes.

It's actually working.

Ooh, yeah!

Oh, boy.

- How we doing, Snake? - Hang on.

Got it!

Like stealing candy and a baby.

Don't you mean "candy from a baby"?

I know what I said.

How about the air lock?

All right, Webs. I like your style.

Oh, that one was all Shark.

I panicked.

But it worked out. I'm a programmer now.

I'm going in.

- What was that? - Huh?

Oh, that's not good.

Uh...

Snake, buddy, I'm sorry.

What? No, no, no...

I hate you.

Get to the air lock!

Go, go, go!

Girls, nothing gonna stop us now.

Snakey Cakes?

Help... me.

Stop farting, you maniac!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Come on.

Turn it off, all right? You're gonna kill them.

I'm sorry. Whose side are you on?

Kitty, stop! It's just a heist.

It's never just a heist!

Secure the air lock. Now.

Whatever you say, boss.

"Turn it off."

Ha! I'm just getting started.

It is total mayhem!

A cataclysmic gold storm is literally destroying the city!

Oh, yeah.

The gold.

Come to mama.

You know, I've been thinking. -

Wolf?

Doesn't that word sound kind of made-up?

"Gold." It's kind of weird, right?

- It's weird. It's weird-- It's a weird word.

Go ahead. S-Say, say, "Gold."

Gold. Gold. Gold.

Anyway, it doesn't matter.

I'm gonna need you to turn off the magnet.

Or I'll just do it for you.

Is that supposed to be funny?

Stay with me, papo.

Stay with me!

I-I don't want to die like this.

Oof.

Okay, okay.

Come on, Piranha, your friend is spinning out in space.

You should know what to do.

That's it! The pen!

The pen? Wha...

Grab the pen! The pen! Grab the... -

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Okay, I can do stuff. I can do stuff.

Why would you risk your life to save people who wouldn't even

give you a chance?

At least when you were the Big Bad Wolf, they respected you.

Oh, that was respect, huh?

That wasn't respect. That was fear.

Oh, whatever, man.

What's the difference?

Trust me, there's a difference.

Respect is earned.

One day, you'll learn that.

Honestly, Wolf, what made you think this would work?

Who says it didn't?

Like you said, it's not about the action.

It's about the distraction.

Hey, genius, the watch controls the shuttle, not the magnet.

You get it.

She gets it.

Got it!

You sure about this?

Trust me, chico.

Tuna power!

I got it!

Well done, boys. Webs, tell me you're ready.

Lining it up, Wolfie.

Nice work, kid.

No.

You want to see a power move, Kitty?

This is a power move.

It's fine.

- -Huh? - Hello!

- Need a hand? - I got you, Snakey Cakes.

Oh, Sugar Beak.

And you said you weren't into me.

Why would you believe anything I say?

No!

How do you expect to get back to Earth without a shuttle?!

At least there's an Earth to go back...

You destroyed my beautiful plan!

What did I tell you about messing with my friends?

- Wha-- How did you... - Wolf, we got-- Oh.

We tried to stop her from posting...

Ah, wow. What happened to medium friendly?

Well, good thing I'm not the governor anymore, huh?

Ugh, gross.

- 'Bout time. - Guys!

Whoa! Diane.

What are you doing here?

Just happened to be orbiting the Earth.

Thought I'd drop by.

Woo-hoo! -Yeah!

We did it, baby.

I feel the love. Like, I feel it.

I hear about the famous Bad Guys all my life.

But now I get it.

Alert.

Alert.

Alert.

- It is a massive system failure. - Alert.

We're falling out of orbit.

I think this is it, Wolfie.

We're doomed!

One last hug, everybody?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang on.

Don't talk like that.

Sure, it's-- it looks-- yeah, it's bad.

Yeah, okay. It's bad.

Sure, we're hurtling towards Earth in a tin can,

staring squarely into the face of death.

Sure, our blood may boil, our bones may liquefy,

but if there's one thing that I know about this crew,

it's that we never, ever give up.

Because we have something that's stronger than fear,

stronger than even gravity.

And that's hope.

Yeah, hope.

That's hope.

We're gonna land this thing...

...or we're gonna die tryi--

What those guys,

those brave, beautiful guys did up there,

saving the world from a 24-karat catastrophe.

And despite all the rejection and suspicion,

all the tiny humiliations, they did it for us.

They didn't do it for the fame or for the glory.

They did it for us.

They weren't just good guys.

They were my best friends.

And I would give anything to arrest them

just one more time.

This one's for you, Wolfie!

I, for one, am outraged that it took an evil space magnet

for people to realize that the Bad Guys

were worthy of our love all along.

But it's too late, because now they're dead.

Ironically, the only survivors

were the perpetrators of the heist,

including the supercriminal known as the Phantom Bandit,

while a second escape pod was, tragically, empty.

Did I sell it or did I sell it?

Are you gonna tell us what this is all about?

Yeah, 'cause I don't feel dead.

And who are the suits?

And why are they wearing sunglasses inside?

Hmm?

I know. I know it seems elaborate, but trust me,

it's the best way if you want to do some serious good.

Gentlemen. Ladies.

You have been identified as ideal candidates

for a brand-new, ultra-elite unit of secret operatives

that we're calling the International

Super-Galactic League of Protectors:

- Huh? - Sounds kind of made-up.

I-I don't understand. What-What's happening?

We're offering you a job, son.

You're gonna be secret agents!

Huh?

- Is he serious? - That can't be right.

Secret agents? Get out of here.

- They're serious? Really? - That's what I'm talking about!

- Woo-hoo! -Nice. - All right.

Hey. Almost forgot you were there.

As you might have noticed, change isn't easy.

Some days, it's gonna feel downright hopeless.

But with the right attitude

and the right friends,

the good life has a way of finding you.

Ready to get to work, Agent Wolf?

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

Woo-hoo!

Ah.

I love it when a plan comes together.

And now time to go home.

Well, bye...!