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Kachow!

Need a drink, young man?

Oh, you are a drink.

[ Audience laughs ]

So liquidy.

I'd wash my car with you if I owned cars...

but I own Outer Space liners!

♪ Outer Space liners! ♪

[ Applause ]

Thank you.

They're much too big for your small liquids.

Can you hear me, Wilx?

You stupid puddle.

[ Applause ]

Is that old Wilx in that bucket?

Great question!

I don't know, Rooster. What do you think?

That dude created the structure for the Box.

Box rhymes with Fox, doesn't it?

And Box almost rhymes with Lost --

and that's exactly the problem-o.

Don't switch that dial.

We'll be back after these messages.

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And we're back!

No one dies, do they?

Correct! No one's really there.

You're all in somewhere else.

But a taste of the present day

brings back the memories, doesn't it?

Memories...

Watch this!

♪ Outer Space liners! ♪

How 's that for "wooh-la-la?!"

What a vulgar display of my power.

It's sickening, isn't it?

Good for me!

[ Cheers and applause ]

Uhm, yeah, man.

But, uh, there's a kid camping out in the desert.

There is a kid camping out in the desert.

Yes, there is.

Way to be obvious.

He's a little stupider than usual right now.

I mean, he was just a pile of liquid three seconds ago.

You remember, folks, right?

Haha.

So I'm here now, but I'm not here --

as the person I was.

And the box of worlds is somewhere else.

And where is it, little hair-hooked man?

Where is the box of worlds that I created?

No answer?

Should we shoo-lee-lay?

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I have the pinpoint on Mouse.

Super fascinating, Professor Wilx!

Do tell.

Lotharganin.

Ooooooooh! The world of water and cliffs!

How remotely spriteful!

Don't remember that one so well.

Well, it's simple.

Aria's ruse prevented the Architect

from closing in on her.

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[ Explosion ]

[ Explosion ]

[ Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! ]

That bitch.

That incredibly smart, over-accelerated b-word.

Sorry for the language -- lost my mind for a second.

Say, how 's the banner?

2:22...

Exactly 2:22!

Where time meets after-time and before time and all the time.

Soak it in through your eye holes.

Who put you in charge?

Somebody effed up.

My shit's been lifted, and I'm overly extremely concerned.

How's that for an answer?

I'm knowledgeable. [ Cheers and applause ]

Hahaha.

Eh, why do you give a crap about Mouse?

Because, if one does as Mouse does

as many times as Mouse does, then one becomes as Mouse is.

You're worried he'll find a way out

and expose you and all your hideous bullshit.

[ Doorbell rings ]

I just got an alert in my brain.

The Castellica has been issued upon us.

What the hell's a Castellica?

It's a magnificent, floating, RV castle.

A panic switch, in case you can't get out.

[ Whispering ] Check this out, he's gonna get so pissed.

[ Rumbling ]

[ Alarm blaring ]

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[ Powering down ]

We're free. Hooray.

Dude!

Did you see me?

No! Stop! It's a trap!

[ Chuckles ] Wait, what?

Peanut! Peanut! Look over here!

Bro! Bro! [Slow-motion] Bro! Bro!

Slow down, bro!

Slow down!

Hahaha, what?

Don't do it, bro!

Don't step on it.

Peanut!

Oh my God!

[ Sobbing hysterically ]

I'm so sorry.

Me too.

He was a really good --

He was just wasted all the time.

Damn, damn, damn!

They done took my boy, Peanut!

They done took that blue bastard from me, man!

He was my blue undercover brother from another brother!

Y'all done rack him by his ass.

Ain't that a bitch!

[ Sobbing resumes ]

I'm comin', my Golden Joe! You think I won't?

I'm already there, baby!

Beat Monkey Tree Horse Mother Mohabs!

Mother Mohabs! Mother Mohabs!

[ Heavy metal music plays ]

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[ Yawns ]

I hate space travel.

It's so...space travel-y.

I hate your alarm.

That is the worst music

that has to be known to all of man.

It's a demo from our second album.

Back when you were all like,

"Let's connect with Generation 'The World Owes Us.'"

It's that girl from that place!

Elyze, Molof --

It's Olof, not Molof.

Elyze, Mortoph --

[ Scoffs ] The name is Olof. O-L-O-F.

I read books good and I know how to say your names.

My division created you.

Any name I say is relevant.

You gonna F with that?

I can deal. Really?

Deal, like deal with Clock? Tick tock.

He will find you and take your face off.

My beautiful face.

Removed from your skull.

My beautiful skull -- No one survives.

You're right. Redial.

Sorry for the attitude.

I'm just so bad-ass...

[ Playing guitar ]

Good call calling me back.

Sector sector, immediately.

Save Aria and the Mouse.

They will help you put an end to this.

Program Castellica -- coordinates, sector sector.

Initialized.

Re-initialize.

Stop telling me what to do! I just initialized.

I know how to drive.

Yeah, I can see that.

[ Scoffs ]

Double programmed.

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Shit's about to get real.

[ Strums guitar ]

I'm holding my friend in a beaker.

Somehow I'll save him.

Friends save friends.

[ Alarm blares ]

Is that the pizza?

No, it's The Castellica.

She's coming! Thank God.

They found a way in!

Oh, yeah, right, cool.

Uh, what's a Castellica?

AI from the mainframe --

an avatar designed to patrol and protect.

Oh, I'm into it.

So which part of it is ca... what's next?

It's coming to get us.

What the hell is a Castellica, bro?

I don't need to damn Castellica patrolling me, man!

I'm tired of this shit.

I just need a brew-ski on the beach somewhere, man!

I don't need no damn Castellica.

Can you please shut him up so I can concentrate?

What the hell is a Castellica, man?

-I'm driving. -I'm driving.

-I'm driving. -No, I am driving.

-I'm driving. -Let me drive.

Let me drive. Let me drive!

Here, give me the wheel.

Back off!

Six thousand moltons on approach -- watch the chop --

Ow! Oh, my ribs!

Where did you learn to drive?

Drive? What's that?

Solar shear -- hang on!

Ow!

Okay, let's figure this out while I still have 3 ribs left.

I've got it! Where's the little thingy that makes us slow down?

You mean the brakes?

No, the thingy that makes us slow down!

Those are called brakes!

Okay, okay, forget it.

Since you don't know what that is,

I'm just gonna use the brakes.

Hang on, little Mouse!

Here we come!

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It's coming in too fast!

If it crashes, we're stuck.

Eye'll save it.

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Oh dang, eye forgot the pliers.

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He forgot these pliers.

[ Sighs ] We're doomed.

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No way.

He has extra pliers!

We're saved!

Woman: ♪ Beyond the lies, I am in the zone of danger ♪

Man: [ Shouting ] ♪ Stuck in a nightmare ♪

♪ I am holding to nothing at all ♪

♪ Beyond all hope, I am in a state of anger ♪

♪ I sense despair ♪

♪ Like I'm stuck in a maze, and I know ♪

Man: ♪ There's no one to save me ♪

♪ I need to get out of this squirrel wheel ♪

♪ Just like the 12 Oz. Mouse ♪

Together: ♪ Now when nights get lonely ♪

♪ I need someone to save me ♪

♪ Tonight is the night ♪

♪ I won't fall or break down ♪

♪ Show them I'll surrender ♪

♪ I'm scared, but I pretend I am not on the run ♪

♪ I am the 12 Oz. Mouse ♪