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[tranquil music]
[Lobbo screams]
[screaming] Ack! Wha…!
Mistakes have been made!
Lobbo-Lobbo!
[Lobbo screams]
Whoa!
[Percival] What? No!
Can't anyone stop him?
[Lobbo screams]
[Wyldfyre] Ninja… get going!
[Frak] That is not the phrase!
[Wyldfyre] I say my own thing!
[exciting music]
[Euphrasia] Why is Lobbo acting like this?
[Arin] We have the answer to that question,
but, uh, warning, it's gross.
[gulping]
What?
No one wanted these perfectly good casseroles for some reason…
[gulping]
…and Lobbo doesn't waste food, Lobbo-Lobbo.
[slurping]
Uh, that stuff's been sitting out for two weeks.
Are you sure it won't mess you up?
[laughing]
[gulping]
Lobbo will be fine.
[gulping]
Lobbo-Lobb-- Oh!
[smashing]
Casserole did all this?
Never underestimate the evil potential of bad casserole.
[Lobbo screams]
[taxi horn blaring]
Ugh!
Let me be the first to say,
I really miss having Lloyd around to make our powers work right.
You're not the first!
I say the same thing, like, eight times a day,
but I got a plan!
You all back off, for teamwork reasons,
and I'll handle this myself!
How is that teamwork?
[Wyldfyre] Who was elected team leader?
Not you!
[Lobbo screams]
[tires screeching]
Lobbo, as leader of the Ninja,
-I demand-- -Wha…!
[Lobbo screams] Ah!
The casseroles are like a hurricane in my intestinal rotors!
[shrieking] Lobbo-Lobbo!
Whoa!
Why was I alone down there?
You should always help your leader!
Of course.
Our bad.
[Lobbo screams]
[brakes screeching]
[grunting] Thank you, Lobbo-Lobbo.
[Sora] Lobbo, your hover engine's gummed up
with rotten casserole.
It's stuck in overdrive.
I need to vent you right now.
Let's all agree not to tell Lobbo's mother about this,
Lobbo-Lobbo…
Wha… wha… Ah!
[screaming in panic] Lobbo-Lobbo!
Oh! Oh! Wha…!
♪ 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 ♪
[Lobbo screams]
-Aah! -[tires screeching]
[grapple clanging]
[grunting with effort]
-[revving engine] -[Frak] It's working!
Steady… steady…
[Lobbo] Flee, nice family!
Flee the horrible nightmare Lobbo has become!
Lobbo-Lobbo!
[engine revving]
[stalling]
[Frak] Whoa-oh-oh!
[Lobbo screams]
[Lobbo sputters] Lobbo-Lobbo!
[screaming]
[gasping]
[tires squealing]
[Lobbo screams]
[Lobbo screams]
[Frak] Aah! [smashing]
[Lobbo sputters]
[tense music]
[Sora] Flushing your hover engine!
[Lobbo gasps]
Lobbo has casserole regret!
[gurgling]
Aah! [quietly] Look away.
[spewing]
[sighing]
Ah…
Much better.
Lobbo-Lobbo.
[coughing]
Better for some of us.
[coughing]
Oh, come on.
Oh… [shuddering]
Sorry you got chunked on,
but my sterling leadership got us a win.
Does this look like a win?
The Summit of the Merged Lands is only days away!
[Percival groans]
We just lost a week's worth of set-up.
[Euphrasia] I don't get it.
We thought the reason we were having a hard time
was that we had no leader.
And now we have the best leadership ever,
Weird.
Surprise!
I would never, ever complain about unexpected snacks,
but what are they for?
We saw you stopped that unfortunate purple robot guy!
Sure, but not before we let him destroy half of Old Town.
It might not have been perfect,
but things would've been so much worse
if you didn't act so bravely!
We're proud of you fine young Ninja!
You're… proud of us?
Thanks, Mom and Dad.
Oh, don't thank just us.
The Ninja Parents Support Group
did it together.
Sora, honey!
What's wrong?
[Sora] Nothing.
Well, something must be wrong.
Your dad and I have been trying to do nice things for you,
but we feel like you're avoiding us.
I'm just busy.
I'm a Ninja.
Honey, there must be a reason--
Fine! Yes, I've been avoiding you!
I never wanted to see you again!
Never?
I ran away from Imperium because you chose your Good Empress
over your own daughter!
How do you think that made me feel?
And now you show up at my home,
pretending what you did never happened!
Sora… the way we were raised,
Imperium was our lives.
Being good citizens was all that mattered,
but it shouldn't have mattered more than being good parents.
We came here hoping, maybe, for a fresh start.
To put that behind us.
Well… well, I don't know if I'll ever be ready for that.
[thrilling music]
H'yah!
Whoa!
[groaning]
Were you just trying a double-twist flying kick?
Yeah…
and failing at it. [chuckling]
It's impossible, remember?
We made it up when we were ten.
Yeah, but I was still hoping I could somehow pull it off.
I need a win today.
It's like my parents said--
sure, it wasn't perfect, but we saved Lobbo and Old Town.
That's not bad.
But it isn't just today.
Ah!
[panting]
H'yah!
Whoa!
Sorry!
Milady!
Oh!
Maybe my dad's right.
Maybe I'm not a real Ninja.
[sighing] You have to stop worrying about what your dad thinks.
It's hard not to.
All I ever wanted was his approval, and he'd just… ignore me,
or belittle me so much
I'd wish he'd go back to ignoring me.
You wouldn't understand.
Your parents are awesome.
They are…
but I do know a thing or two about not feeling worthy.
No one gets it right all the time,
but the Frak I know always keeps trying,
even when it feels like it's hopeless.
You never quit.
I don't, do I?
Huh.
Maybe I should focus less on trying impossible moves,
and more on figuring out what went wrong today.
Bike practice it is.
[Intelligent George] These young Ninja
stopped Lobbo eventually,
but they didn't stop the cavalcade of damage
to the Old Town section of Ninjago City!
[Frak] Burn marks?
People are beginning to wonder if Ninjago really is
the best place to hold the Merged Lands Summit.
Isn't there somewhere safer…
like the inside of a volcano? Ha! [snorting]
Wait…
What was that?
[rewinding]
-…safer, like the inside of a volcano… -[Frak] A laser?
I didn't stall the bike with the throttle.
A laser blast stalled it.
But who…?
[gasping]
General Cryptor?
[Sora] I guess it could be a face?
[Frak] Not a face!
Cryptor's face!
But Cryptor's dead, Frak.
What's a Cryptor?
Not all of us grew up around here, Ninja Nerds.
He was an evil Nindroid general who commanded his robotic army
to overrun Ninjago City.
We were just kids, but I'll never forget it.
It was a terrifying time, until the Ninja saved us,
but he can't be back, because he's dead.
What's death to a Nindroid?
They just need robot repairs.
Cryptor was a living Nindroid, like Zane.
When he died, his spirit went to the Realm of the Departed,
and the spirits there have moved on.
You should really show this to P.I.X.A.L.
She'll know if it was Cryptor for sure.
I tried to, but Frohicky told me she left a couple days ago.
Told him she had to get some things done before Zane got back.
[Sora] That red flash could just be a spark
from your failing engine.
Look, we're all having a rough time.
I know it feels better to think someone sabotaged you.
Yeah, but this random red streak isn't exactly proving it.
There's gotta be some kind of evidence here.
[soft footstep]
Hiyah!
I knew you'd come back to the scene of your crime, Cryp--
[groaning]
Dad?!
Wow! [chuckling]
You moved so fast I didn't even see you hit me.
[groaning]
What were you doing, sneaking up like that?
Uh… well,
I was simply trying to say hello to my son,
but I didn't take into account your lightning-fast reflexes.
You wouldn't happen to have an ice pack, would you?
Oh, dear.
Dad, it's the middle of the night.
Why are you out here?
[sighing] Well, i-it's a bit complicated.
Yeah? I know complicated. Try me.
Well, you see,
my reputation in the Explorer's Club has taken a bit of a hit recently.
I took charge of our Rare Maps Collection.
I was convinced I would be able to curate
better than anyone had before me,
but last night, someone stole a rare map from right under my nose.
Someone outsmarted you? You?
You always said that was impossible.
[sighing and wincing in pain]
Uh, son,
I have not been, how shall I say, in the greatest of headspaces recently,
and therefore less than stellar at my duties as an Explorer,
and now, because of this brazen theft, my name is mud.
Well, not literally "Mud," of course.
My colleague Mud Johanson still has that name legally.
So let me get this straight--
someone stole a rare map, and you're taking the blame yourself?
You're not blaming it on anyone else?
Like Gweeg?
I am not.
As a matter of fact, Dr. Gweeg has been promoted to my superior.
It seems his heroic actions in Umbrasylvis were looked upon with great favor,
whereas my inability to notice an evil Loyalist within our ranks
was received with, uh… less than royal fanfare.
However!
I am determined to get the map back and repair my sullied name,
and the trail led me here, where I find my son, of all people.
I'm sure this isn't the case, but I must ask,
you didn't steal the map, did you, Frak?
As some sort of revenge on your neglectful father?
No.
I'm here because someone sabotaged me today using a laser.
A laser?
A finely honed laser was the tool used
to cut through the glass containing the missing map.
[together] Are we after the same person?
Well, here we are.
I'm sure it's been a while since you've seen my office.
[wincing in pain] Ah… ooh.
[groaning]
A while… or never.
Oh, well, uh…
perhaps this is another one of the…
blind spots in my parenting you've made me aware of.
I made you aware of?
You, uh, you've forgotten what you said in Umbrasylvis?
How you thought I was capable of evil?
When I'm stressed out, sometimes I say things I don't mean.
[Reggie] Ah, but you're not wrong.
I have been doing a lot of soul-searching since then,
but I wasn't all that bad of a father.
I mean, look--
I eat all my lunches and snacks on this plate you made for me.
Dad, that's a Chest Plate.
Ninja armor?
I made it so we could pretend to be Ninja together
and fight bad guys.
We never did.
Well, that would finally explain its odd shape.
Perhaps you're not as bad as making plates as I long believed.
So, this mystery laser user?
Yeah.
Was the saboteur focused on me?
All the Ninja?
Or did they want to damage the upcoming Summit of the Merged Lands?
Your stolen map, what was it for?
Son, it was a map of passages under Old Town,
where there's long been rumored a buried Mind Crystal.
A Mind Crystal?
Yes, yes, yes.
Legend has it
that it can be used to control minds,
or switch minds, or other mind-related business.
It would give the one who possesses it a great deal of power,
if it's even real.
I suspect Cryptor is behind my sabotage,
and it would make sense if he stole your map.
He's always been searching for great power.
Cryptor?
The Ninja's old foe?
Then why are you here alone?
Not working with your fellow Ninja?
They don't believe that Cryptor's back from the dead,
so I came here to find evidence to prove it.
You know,
I've never met anyone with knowledge of the Ninja like you.
If you say it's this Cryptor chap, by Jove, it must be true.
But how do we stop Cryptor from getting this Mind Crystal?
You wouldn't happen to have a copy of the map?
To try to beat him there?
No…
…but I have something better than a copy!
Ha ha!
My own brain!
Not to doubt you, but how is your brain possibly better than a map?
Haven't you ever wondered how I remember the exact names and dates
for every excavator in the Maltmer Expedition, hmm?
I have never once wondered that.
Or noticed that I can sing all 56 verses of the Serpentine Odyssey,
unabridged, by memory?
Never noticed.
Son, I have a photographic memory!
Then why'd you forget my sixth bir--
Anyhow, I have a perfect replica of the map…
in my mind!
We can try to beat Cryptor to the Mind Crystal!
Let me pack my explorer's gear!
Oh, this will be like the Ninja-pretend time we never had!
Now, if memory serves,
there should be an old sewer entrance, uh…
Is that it right there?
Huh.
Well, uh, perhaps my photographic memory has north and south mixed up.
Haven't been down in the sewers in forever.
I'm an embarrassment to Serpentine everywhere.
[laughing]
[laughing] Don't be so hard on yourself.
I've never once been in these sewers beneath Old Town,
and I'm a Serpentine and an explorer.
So, do you still create pies?
Oh, I sure do miss your Merlopian Crumble Custard pie.
Mm, magnifique.
M'wah!
Really? You like my pies?
Cooking was your mother's skill, I cannot even boil water.
Now, uh, we go around this corner, and--
Oh!
[Frak] Maybe there have been changes down here
since that map was made?
[Reggie] Thank you, son,
but even I am beginning to doubt the photographic nature of my memory.
[Loyalist] Don't move!
[weapon charging]
You're coming with us!
-[Frak] Loyalists? -[weapons charging]
So, is this the end for us?
Ha! We're just getting started.
[firing]
Hi'yah!
H'uh! H'yah!
[blasting]
H'ah! H'yah!
Dad, run for it!
[grunting]
Dad!
[Frak groans]
[pickaxes hammering]
Well, you were right, son.
Huh?
Look.
[whispering] That's Cryptor!
I knew it, he's still alive!
[Cryptor] Careful!
We cannot damage the item.
[Loyalist] Sir?
[Cryptor] Unexpected interlopers?
You have witnessed too much.
I'll have to determine what to do with you.
You don't know who you're messing with, Cryptor!
Someone pretending to be a Ninja?
I am a real Ninja, I'll have you know,
and it's only a matter of time before the other Ninja get here!
I activated a homing beacon, and they know exactly where we are!
[quietly] Did you do that for real?
[quietly] No, it's a total bluff.
Just roll with me on this.
If other Ninja are on their way, I've made my determination--
destroy you, and your homing beacon,
and dump your remains in the river.
Do you really think it's wise
to eliminate the Merged Lands' foremost expert
on the Mind Crystal?
[Cryptor] Continue.
I have scrutinized hundreds of tomes
regarding the power of this enchanted yet dangerous Crystal.
Without my help,
you'll likely turn yourself and your henchmen into drooling infants
by misusing its power!
[quietly] Is all that true?
[quietly] Of course not, but roll with me on this.
I'm buying us time!
[quietly] For what?
For this!
Ha! You naive fools fell for my ruse!
[exciting music]
-[Frak] H'yah! -[Reggie] I'm no expert
on the Mind Crystal, but I did win second place
in this year's "Escaping from Enemies' Bindings" competition!
Huzzah!
[Frak] Huah-hah!
[Cryptor] You will be crushed!
[laser powering up]
[Frak] Huah!
Huh… ah!
[Frak laughs in triumph] I did it!
A double-twist flying kick!
Oh!
-H'yah! -[Cryptor] Halt!
Focus on digging out the Mind Crystal!
Leave them to me! -[laser charging up]
[laser blasting]
[exciting music]
[Frak] H'yah!
Wow, he truly is a real Ninja.
[scanner beeping]
[Frak] Dad, we gotta get outta here and find help!
What does your photographic mind map tell you?
Uh, uh, uh… there!
That should lead us just outside the Old Town Square!
[Cryptor] You will not get out of here alive!
[Frak roaring] H'yah!
[grunting]
[Frak] Can we make that a bet?
'cause I could really use a win today.
[thrilling music]
[Cryptor grumbling angrily]
[Reggie chuckles]
Did you see that, son?
I swung my legs up and kicked that manhole cover off!
I was an action hero!
Yeah, great, Dad, but we gotta go before--
[clanging]
[citizens screaming in panic]
[Cryptor] Run! Scream!
Fear me!
[laser powering up]
[blasting]
[Frak panting]
H'yah!
Leave them out of this!
Your fight's with us!
[Cryptor] You?
My fight is with everyone in the Merged Lands!
[laser blasting]
[panicked screaming]
[laser blasting]
[Cryptor] There will never be peace here!
[Reggie] Huzzah!
Ugh!
[Frak] Dad! No!
[groaning]
[roaring in anger]
H'ah! H'yah!
[Cryptor grunting]
[panting]
[Loyalist] General Cryptor, we've obtained it!
[Cryptor] Our time here is done!
Dad, no!
No…
[gasping] I…
I know you've been trying.
I should have told you how I felt years ago.
I…
I didn't think you'd care,
and I was wrong,
and now…
and now it's all too late.
We should have had more time!
[Reggie groans]
[groggily] We most assuredly do.
Dad?
How? I…
I saw you get hit with a laser!
Yes, about that…
You were right,
this is better as a chest plate than a food plate.
[starts chuckling]
[both laughing]
[Reggie winces]
[Frak] So Cryptor and the Loyalists are working together,
looks like to disrupt Ninjago City,
but I have no idea what they want the Mind Crystal for.
Whatever the reason,
we have to be on guard, and track them down.
Frak, I gotta apologize.
We should have believed you when you said Cryptor was back.
It's okay.
No one is perfect all of the time, right?
But you should have seen that double-twist flying kick.
It was as awesome as we always imagined!
[Frak and Arin laugh]
H'ah!
H'ah… ah! Oh!
[groaning]
Well, uh, guess I'm not the Ninja in the family,
or the baker, for that matter.
[Frak laughs] Time for a break?
Ah, I was really hoping you'd say that.
My boy. [chuckling] Jolly good…
-[Frak] If I do say so myself. -[Reggie] Mm!
Maybe I'll have a little slice.
Really?
Nothing big.
Nothing major.
Just a little bite… for now.
[dramatic music playing]
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