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[mysterious music]
[thudding]
Oof! Ooh…
Couldn't our journey to destroy the Weapon of Desolation have been…
a little more scenic?
Not here for sight-seeing.
Time is of the essence.
Zane assures me this is the fastest way to the Never Kingdoms.
Though clearly not the smoothest.
[thudding]
[rattling]
[sighing nervously]
Anyone want one of Frohicky's Swamp Tarts?
They're pretty good… if taste and flavor aren't your thing.
[munching]
[burps] Oh!
[exploding]
Whoa! Sorry!
Hey! Frohicky worked hard making those!
[burping] Oh… [gulping]
Not true.
I saw him pull these out of a dusty box in the bottom of his pantry.
That's why they're so stale, and make great targets.
Boo-ya!
[laughing]
Huh.
I really missed this.
After everything we've been through…
[thudding]
[rattling]
…we still find time to laugh in the middle of saving the world.
I hope the other Ninja are having as good a time back in Ninjago.
[Frak yelps]
[screaming]
This was your brilliant plan?
[Arin] It was part of my plan!
Just don't let them get away with that experimental Nitro Fuel!
Well, this part of your plan is really stupid, Arin!
[screaming]
♪ Lost in the unknown ♪
♪ So much to see ♪
♪ Jump up, kick back Whip around and spin ♪
♪ Together we will rise ♪
♪ Whip around and spin ♪
♪ Together we will rise ♪
♪ For what's right ♪
[screaming]
[tense music]
[Sora] Hit them from above, Riyu!
We can't stop these guys in the sky!
We gotta drive them to the ground!
[Riyu growls]
I don't think Riyu agrees with your plan, Sora!
[growling]
[crashing]
[camera clicking]
[Wyldfyre yelps]
I have an idea!
[Arin] Your powers don't really work right now, Wyldfyre.
[Wyldfyre] Dang it! Out of ideas.
-[engine revving] -Ah!
[Frak] Weren't there three getaway cars?
Way to count, Frak.
[Frak] He's using the Nitro Fuel in the blaster?
That stuff is highly unstable and really dangerous, right?
[Sora] Faster, Riyu!
[growling]
Oh no!
-[blasting] -Whoa!
[screaming]
Arin, no!
Powers, please work!
[Frak] I'm not sure this is better!
[powers spluttering]
[yelping]
Whoa!
Hey! Wanna hear my new plan?
Ugh… I should not have eaten three breakfast burritos today.
[Euphrasia] Aah!
[Arin] Going my way, madam?
Yeah, I missed my bus, so this will keep me on schedule.
-[Arin laughs] -Oh, I'm terrible at banter.
Oof! [crashing]
[Wyldfyre] You guys are lousy drivers.
Whoa!
Thanks for the lift! H'yah!
H'ah! H'yah!
[bystanders screaming]
[Sora] What did I tell you all?
We couldn't stop them in the air. We needed to get them to the ground!
Looks like you might get your wish.
We all gotta stop that crash!
No, we gotta split up and get the third car!
It has the Nitro Fuel! That stuff is super dangerous!
[Riyu growls]
So… what are we doing?
-Crash first! -Split up!
Ugh, I'm getting those people out!
-Move it! Go! -[camera clicking]
Fine, I'll go after the fuel myself!
[Wyldfyre] Aah!
I think Wyldfyre's already on it?
Ugh! H'yah!
[engine powering down]
Arin, give me your Grapple Gun.
-For what? -Just gimme it!
[firing]
Aah!
Oof!
Did we win?
[Wyldfyre screams]
[crashing]
[groaning] I'm okay!
[crashing]
[bystander] Glad they're helping,
but… when are the old Ninja returning?
[Sora sighing]
At least no one mentioned that we let one of the thieves get away
with that dangerous fuel.
But who even were they, and what did they want that fuel for?
The two we caught aren't telling the police anything.
Well, the hits keep coming--
"After winning over my early skepticism, the shine has worn off.
These young Ninja have me wondering
if they aren't just sad imitations of the originals."
[Frak] Who wrote that? My dad?
Intelligent George.
Even he's over us.
[Wyldfyre imitating racing engine]
Rrr… Beep!
Rrr…!
What's with the sad-sackery?
All I saw was us being awesome and doing awesome stuff!
I mean, none of the regular people helped out.
They just stood around watching.
[Frak] That's because they're regular people.
We're Ninja. We're supposed to help everyone out.
Okay, guess you know everything about being a Ninja
even though I've been a Ninja longer.
Look, the problem's obvious. We're not acting like a team.
I had a plan, and no one followed it.
I had a plan, and you all did your own thing.
Sorry, Sora, I just thought Arin's plan was better.
No, Sora is the best at strategy.
Look, a tribe is only as strong as its leader, and with Lloyd gone,
we don't have one, so I volunteer.
You can't just declare yourself leader.
I just did.
Who wants to challenge me?
Warning, I fight dirty.
You're right, Wyldfyre.
Oh, come on, I don't fight that dirty.
No, no, we need a leader…
and there's only one way to choose one we all agree on.
We vote.
[video game beeping]
I'll grab paper to make ballots.
About time. Almost fell asleep.
[Arin] Kreel? Lobbo?
[sadly] Lobbo-lobbo.
Frohicky let us in.
We saw you bungle that chase on the news,
so we're here to offer you a chance to win back the public's respect.
[Lobbo] That is not exactly the truth.
The Crossroads needs your help, Ninja.
[sadly] Lobbo-lobbo.
We need you to enter the Mech-Master 10,000.
It's not just for mechs anymore.
Any vehicle can join, and the course spans into Ninjago City.
You need us to enter this? Why?
Look, the Crossroads is having some problems.
An Old Town Crime Boss has been trying to buy up property
to bulldoze the whole place down.
[Lobbo] Like my Arcade,
which is the only thing that gives my life meaning.
Plus Mikloshe and Mrs. R's stores
could be crushed! Lobbo-lobbo.
Why don't you just not sell the Crossroads to this Crime Boss?
Well, that's the real rub.
I may have lost a few games of pool to this no-account villain,
and he bet all the property I own he'd win this race…
a bet I stupidly took.
Don't you have the fastest racers?
[Kreel] Of course, but this Crime Boss now has
some illegal experimental fuel for his vehicles.
Now no one can beat him.
Those were his henchmen we fought today?
His henchmen who escaped with the only canister of fuel out there.
Who is this Crime Boss?
William Yards.
[spluttering laughter]
[laughing] That smiley guy on billboards who sells pool tables?
How is he evil?
[Lobbo] Behind his facetiously grinning exterior
is a heart of molten lava…
like Lobbo's mother. Lobbo-lobbo.
Really? That guy is a Crime Boss?
He's good, gotta admit.
Been running organized crime for years, but covers his tracks.
No one ever suspects him.
None of his henchmen rat him out. He's untouchable.
The only people that can stop him…
are my best friends.
Y-you. I'm talking about you.
[friendly voice] That's right!
Pool is fun for the whole family,
and if you order from me right now,
I'll donate two more tables to the orphanage of your choosing!
Oh, golly gee-willikers, isn't that amazing?
Oh, yes, I'd be pleased as punch to do business with ya.
My Floor Manager will call you first thing tomorrow!
Uh-huh, okay. Ta-ta for now!
Ha ha!
[hanging up with a ding]
[mean voice] What took you so long?
Ran into the Ninja.
Well, some Ninja, none I really seen before.
Kinda goofy, you want my opinion.
-I don't. Is that the fuel? -Yup.
We got that race in the bag.
[growling]
Then after tomorrow,
the Crossroads will be mowed right to the ground
and turned into the parking lot
for the William Yards Billiards Center!
[engines revving]
[hum of excited crowds]
[Arin] I uploaded the route and marked off possible choke points…
also some straightaways we can use to break out.
Huh… we can't win by solely focusing on the race.
It's more important to counter what Yards throws at us.
Speed is going to get us through.
Yards is using illegal speed. We need to be on the defense.
[Riyu growls]
Hey, don't scratch the paint!
This is Kai's, and he'll kill both of us!
I'm sorry dragons aren't allowed in the race.
It's ridiculous, but we need you as our eyes in the sky.
[Riyu grumbles]
You have driven before, right?
Of course.
I mean, not on a road, and only in vehicles
that attach to other vehicles driven by other people,
but we'll be fine.
[engine rumbling]
[revving engine]
[power surging]
[countdown dings]
[engines racing]
[crowd cheering]
Wow, I've missed this.
Me, too.
[wailing] Lobbo-Lobbo!
[Riyu growls]
[dazed] Lobbo-Lobbo…
-Whoa! -[tires squealing]
Oh! Sorry! Ah! Oops! Ah!
Oh! Didn't mean to!
[Frak] Whoa!
[engines revving
[crowd cheering]
[tires squealing]
Tight turn up ahead!
Doesn't matter. Yards's men are gaining.
Deploy the bumpers!
[engines revving]
They're slowing! Sora, the turn!
[tires screeching]
Whoa!
[engines roar past]
What did I tell you?
We can still catch up!
[crowd cheering]
[Wyldfyre] Hey, nice ride!
Remember me?
[scoffing] Rude.
One Turbo Boost will show him what I think about that!
What? Whoa-ho!
Kai, you have the coolest stuff!
Whoa-ho!
Can this thing go any faster?
I hope not.
[Wyldfyre] Wha-ho!
[yelping]
[tires squealing]
Oh… Whoa-ah!
[yelping]
So sorry!
Ugh, Arin, the bumpers!
H'yah-ugh!
[tires squealing]
[gasping] Sora!
I see him!
[crashing]
[engine revving]
We're clear. Just win the race!
No, we gotta knock him back! He's gonna fight dirty!
But we're ahead! Go!
[fuel surging]
[tires squealing]
Oh, no!
[Sora] Whoa!
[crashing]
[groaning]
[brakes screeching]
[crowd cheering]
They… lost?
[Arin groans]
[engines roaring past]
[groaning]
[brakes screeching]
[shouting] Wyldfyre! Whoo-hoo! Oh yeah!
Did we win?
[crowds cheering]
[triumphant music]
No, and I don't see Arin or Sora anywhere!
[sparking]
[groaning]
What?
Where are we?
[Arin groans]
A storehouse?
A storehouse with one single light bulb.
The royal treatment.
[both grunting]
[sighing]
We lost the race, and now the Crossroads is doomed…
all because I didn't listen to you, Arin.
I should have focused on that straightaway at the end.
No. They fought dirty and would have found a way to beat us.
We needed to be more on the defense. You were right.
No, I'm pretty sure you were.
Well, one thing's for certain-- not working together made us lose.
[Sora] You'd think we'd know better by now.
Let's promise never to stop listening to each other again.
[Arin] Done and done.
[door opening]
I don't believe we've met before.
William Yards,
but you can call me…
Bill Yards.
Bill… Yards?
Are you serious? A pool store owner named "Billiards"?
Yeah, my dad thought it was hilarious too.
I'm sure he'll find it even funnier when his new Crossroads apartment
is turned into a parking lot.
We're gonna overturn your win!
You cheated with illegal fuel.
You have no proof of that.
We're the proof!
We were there when your henchmen stole it, and we were there when they used it.
Like I said, you have no proof…
because you aren't going to exist long enough to tell anyone.
I've been running my operations at a pretty low level for a while,
but I knew eventually I'd have to take care of you Ninja.
I really thought it'd be one of the good ones, though,
like Kai, or-or Zane.
[Arin winces] Hurtful.
But maybe they'll come running to save you,
and then they'll meet the same fate I have in store for you--
[mechanism opening]
Pool sharks? Really?
I commit to the bit… the bit of your imminent doom.
[splashing]
You think the Crossroads has a good dry cleaner?
This sweatsuit's starting to stink.
[sniffing] Oof.
[scoffing] Starting to?
You sure this is the place you followed them to, Riyu?
The henchmen at the front door isn't exactly subtle.
[Riyu grumbles]
Ah, only two. I can take 'em.
No, we should keep a low profile. Sneak in.
You know, like Ninja?
Oh, uh, me?
What if we just talk to this Mr. Yards guy, uh, nicely?
[scoffing] All your thoughts are terrible,
and you should definitely listen to me.
Egalt himself said I was leader material.
[scoffs] You just can't see that, because you're both
blinded by your crushes on Arin and Sora.
[laughing awkwardly] What?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Oh, please, cloud girl.
When you look at Arin, hearts literally float outta your eyes,
and you're even worse, Frak.
When you're around Sora, you make getting flustered
and saying dumb things an art form.
[laughing] What?
The heat's gone to your head, Wyldfyre.
A crush on Sora? Ha-ha! [spluttering]
And I act the same around Arin as I do anyone else.
Really? Well, then, who were you gonna vote for leader?
Hey, look, there's an open window we can sneak into.
[Frak] Good plan! Ninja go!
-Pathetic. -[Riyu grumbles]
[Arin struggles]
So… you have a plan now?
I'm thinking this is really more of a make-it-up-on-the-go situation.
[splashing]
[tense music]
[window squeaking]
[whispering] Okay, I got an idea.
On the count of three, we jump.
[whispering] Your idea is to get eaten by sharks?
[whispering] Trust me.
[loudly] Oh, well. Just gonna leap.
I really wish someone could catch us!
[grumbling]
[yelping]
[grunting]
-[Arin and Sora yelping] -[splashing]
What? Who is that, now?
[growling] You fools!
Stop them!
[Riyu growls]
Ninja… go!
[Frak] That must be our cue.
Huh?
[tense music]
[yelling battle cry]
[Arin] Look out!
[Sora] Behind you! Aah!
[tense music]
H'ah! H'yah!
[Riyu growls]
[roaring]
[lamp squeaking]
H'yah!
Time for a leader-on-leader showdown.
No henchmen… except mine.
[chuckling wickedly]
You think I'm just a salesman?
H'yah! H'ah!
Y'ah!
-R'ah! -Oof!
[snarling]
H'yah!
Aah!
H'yah!
Whoa-oh-oh!
[snarling]
Ugh!
H'yah!
You got nothing on me, Ninja!
[friendly voice] I-I-I'm just a salesman!
Your word against mine!
You can't prove I cheated!
[Frak] Actually…
we can prove a lot of things, William Yards.
[Yards grumbles]
When people see this secret history of the crimes you've been hiding for years,
your pool business is going to scratch.
I gotta admit…
solid wordplay.
[Sora] Okay, everybody gets one vote.
One vote for Arin,
one for me,
one for Wyldfyre,
two for Wyldfyre,
three for Wyldfyre…
[Riyu grunts]
…four votes for Wyldfyre.
I guess Wyldfyre's…
our new leader.
Maybe voting wasn't the best idea?
A wise choice, I must say.
Wyldfyre!
[chuckling nervously]
A vote's a vote.
-Am I interrupting? -[Arin] Percival!
Oh, don't tell us Imperium is in trouble again.
Quite the opposite.
I'm here to ask for the Ninjas' assistance with the Summit of the Merged Lands.
-You're in charge of that? -It was my idea!
After Beatrix's attempt to retake Imperium,
I thought more lands could benefit from a better sense of connection,
and maybe quell any tensions that might already exist,
but I'm having trouble tracking down the remaining evil Loyalists.
I mean, they can just take off their masks and hide anywhere.
If any Loyalists are still out there, they could jeopardize our peace efforts.
I won't rest until I bring every last Loyalist to justice.
[door squeaking]
Hi, Barry! Jenny!
Hey, there!
Still up for having that first meeting of the Ninja Parents Support Group?
Are we ever! I made a cheese plate!
[Barry] Ooh, yum, that sounds great!
See you there!
But we proved that Yards cheated,
and now he's on trial for all of his crimes.
The Crossroads are safe!
What you did was wonderful,
saving that whole community like that.
Uh… thanks, Mom.
Ninjago is lucky to have you.
We're very proud of you…
Sora.
You… you used my name.
Sure, we--
[gasping]
[crackling]
[closing theme]
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