Original subtitles

Huh?

Just admit it, we'’re lost.

We'’re not lost. Trust me.

Brains!

Whoa!

Oh!

Ahh!

Ah, better.

But I need more!

Johnny?!

Oh, Johnny!

Oh, your Johnny'’s IQ has dropped to subhuman levels,

while I on the other hand am feeling much sharper.

Ah!

Good.

More.

More!

Come on! Let'’s go, let'’s go!

Ugh, next time let'’s stick to paper money.

Freeze!

Heh.

What do you say, Team Turbo?

Ready to save the day?

Go Turbo!

Prime!

Go Turbo!

Tiger!

Go Turbo!

Lightning Storm!

Go Turbo!

Chopper!

Really, Max? A boring old bank robbery?

Come on!

We were just taking on super villains.

Don'’t get cocky, guys.

Thing to remember about bank robbers--

They can afford the biggest guns.

[grunting]

[powers down]

I'’d say drop your weapons,

but we'’ve got that pretty much covered.

[tires squeal]

Heh.

[Steel] Hey, at least they carpooled!

[tires squeal]

[robber yells]

You go left, you go right.

[laughs]

[La Fiera] We got this!

[grunts]

[Steel] They grow up so fast!

[people scream]

[grunts]

Nothing to see here, folks.

Move along.

[La Fiera] Nice ride!

Too bad I gotta scratch it all up!

[grunts]

[woman screams]

[woman] Whoa! Ah!

Whoa!

[screams]

[grunts]

[dramatic music plays]

Huh?

[powers up]

Hi-ya!

[screams]

[chuckles]

[gasps]

[screams]

[all gasp]

[screams]

[thud]

[grunting]

Careful with those claws, kitty.

Make a move and she'’s going down!

And I do mean down.

[woman screaming]

[screams]

[grunts]

Whoa!

You'’ll be fine now, Miss.

Whoa-- Whoa! [screams]

Aye-yai-yai.

[robber screams]

[gasps]

[screams]

Huh?

[grunts]

[crowd cheering]

[handcuffs tighten]

[cheering]

The people are screaming.

Query.

Are they in pain?

Those are cheers, big guy.

I'’m happy to sign autographs,

but, uh, please form a line.

Okay, everyone back off!

Back off--

You really should stick to paper money.

[crowd cheers]

-[computer] Intruder alert... -[alarm blaring]

-Intruder alert... -[man] What is that thing?!

[man] I hit it dead center!

[men yelling]

[screams]

What are you?

I... am...

Mortum!

Master Mortum?

But how is that possible?

We all saw it.

-The accident! -You perished.

I... need... your...

heeelllrrrrghh.

You need our heeellrrrghh?

No, fools!

Your...

hellllllrrrpppp.

[both] Uh...

Do you want a pen and paper?

Maybe try acting it out.

You know, like a game of charades.

Ugh.

[groans]

I was so close to taking a sick day--

[groans]

Ah.

Ahh.

Much better.

And feeling more alive than ever.

And, uh, looking it, sir.

This device has both destroyed me...

and remade me!

You see,

the more brain energy I consume,

the stronger I get.

However, the stronger I get,

the more brain energy I need to consume.

More than I alone could ever hope

to gather for myself.

But, with a few minor adjustments,

my new techno-zombotic form

will allow me to extend my reach.

Not only will I consume brains...

I will transform humanity!

From person to person,

brain to brain,

my horde will spread among the populace.

And their one single-minded purpose?

Bring me more brains!

-Nice job, Team Turbo! -For sure!

This superhero stuff sure makes you work up an appetite!

One dirty water dog, please!

Dirtiest in town!

Comin'’ right up!

[chewing] Mmm. Mmm.

Of course, that'’s probably because

I did most of the work back there.

I mean, did you see my moves?

Maybe I should be a solo act!

Yeah, maybe you should.

I sure wouldn'’t miss you.

Please. You'’d be helpless without...

La Fiera!

Uh, La Fiera has some mustard on his collar.

Steel and I have been talking about new Turbo modes for you guys...

[both] New Turbo modes?

Sure.

Storm mode and Tiger mode are--

-Thunderously powerful? -The cat'’s pajamas?

Well, yeah. But they'’re just the beginning.

Trust me, you guys have no idea

what you'’re capable of yet.

[clattering]

Uh, that guy doesn'’t look so hot.

-Hey, Mister. -[growls]

Mister, are you okay?

Argh!

Brains!

[retches]

Ah! Ah!

[zombies groaning]

Uh, fellas?

Whatever this guy'’s got,

I think it'’s catching!

[intense music plays]

[all growling]

[all] Brains!

What are these things?

I dunno, Alex, but if it'’s brains they'’re after,

you should be safe.

[snarls]

-Argh! -[grunts]

Guess Team Turbo'’s pulling a double shift today!

Go...

Team Turbo!

Go Turbo!

Lightning Storm!

Go Turbo!

Chopper!

Go Turbo!

Tiger!

Go Turbo!

Prime!

[all growling]

[grunting]

[Max] Easy, La Fiera!

These guys are civilians!

-Argh! -[grunts]

[all growling]

Pretty sure they can take it, Max!

[wind howls]

[growls]

[Tempestra] Yeah, and then some!

Yah!

[grunts]

[all clamoring]

[woman] Run!

[dramatic music plays]

I have neutralized a large horde.

[intense music plays]

Correction.

A large horde is coming our way!

This way!

[screams]

[growls]

[Tempestra] I don'’t get it.

What happened to these people?

-[screams] -Brains!

Ah!

I think they'’re feeding off people'’s...

brains?

So... robot... zombies?

[snarls]

Brains!

[grunting]

Yup! Robot zombies!

-[grunts] -[[woman screams]

Uh!

[groans]

Ah!

[zombie screams]

Still wanna be a solo act?

[Cytro] Observation.

They'’re everywhere!

[zombies moaning]

Now what?

They release the Kraken?

[all moaning]

All the "brain energy" those robo-zombies consumed--

They'’re all sending it off somewhere.

Looks like to the same place.

A super creepyplace, no doubt.

And that'’s where we gotta go.

I dunno, pal.

This whole brain-drain thing gives me the willies.

That zombie only got hold of Alex for a few seconds

and he'’s still seeing double.

Between your tech and my Turbo Energy...

can we whip up some kind of shield

to protect our brains from these things?

You mean like, tin foil hats?

Right.

Let me analyze these robo-creeps and see what I can figure out.

[Tempestra] Uh, fellas?

Hate to interrupt but...

it'’s feeding time again!

There'’s no time!

La Feira, are you okay?

Ready when you are.

Team Turbo... follow me!

[intense music plays]

[inhales]

Ah, what a feast.

Who knew the mortal mind

would taste so good?

And now that my brain is once again

brimming with brilliance...

It'’s time for dessert!

Ah!

But I'’m your favorite nephew!

Not anymore.

[groaning]

Tempestra, fry him!

-Argh! -[screams]

[grunts]

Ah!

La Fiera, sic him!

[roars]

Cytro, finish him.

-[roars] -[powers up]

Whoa, dude!

Are you okay?

I'’m fine. What about you?

I am now.

Good, '’cause we got a lot of questions.

Like, what was that thing?

His name is Mortum!

Mortum?

We fought a "Mortum" before...

but he was nothing like that...

thing.

Perhaps it would be best if I

start at the very beginning...

I worked with Mortum in some of the top labs in the world.

He was a brilliant inventor. A genius.

But Mortum found that there was a limitation to this genius:

his own mortality.

The natural fact that he was... human.

Ha!

The human machine is only capable of so much.

Mortum became obsessed with the idea of upgrading it.

When he heard tales of Connect Tek and what it could do...

how it responded to a human'’s mind and imagination...

he knew it was the key to creating his "better human"

and he stole it!

By connecting it directly to a human brain...

his brain, he would become virtually immortal.

Stronger, nearly indestructible

and with the ability to create anything he could imagine.

But Connect Tek was more powerful

than Mortum bargained for!

It blew up in his face.

It took his life.

At least, so we thought.

But no.

The Connect Tek had imbedded itself in his skull.

So that the instant he was destroyed--

He was also reborn.

Undead!

No pity! No conscience!

His humanity gone!

Just an insatiable hunger to consume us all!

If you hadn'’t stopped that soulless monster,

I shudder to think what might have happened to the world.

Okay, I'’m having nightmares tonight.

Uh, Max,

if Connect Tek is responsible for Mortum'’s robo-zombiness

then we'’ve gotta problem.

Yeah.

A big one.

What'’s going on? What do you mean?

Connect Tek is designed to pull itself back together,

to reconfigure itself over and over in endless combinations.

If Mortum'’s really made out of Connect Tek,

that means...

[Mortum] I cannot be destroyed.

Ah!

[laughs]

Yep, definitely having nightmares.

I am undead.

I am immortal.

I... am...

Mortum!

And I am outta here!

No problem.

We beat this guy before,

we'’ll just have to do it again!

Ya!

Ya! Ya! [grunts]

And again!

Don'’t you understand?

You can'’t possibly destroy...

the unliving!

Rah!

Okay, maybe this isn'’t

the same guy as before.

[Mortum laughs]

What a brilliant observation!

I look forward to feasting

on your towering intellect!

Steel, how'’s that brain shield coming?

Not fast enough!

Isn'’t it remarkable?

Not only have I cheated death,

I'’ve exceeded life!

I am endless!

-Ah! -[screams]

[laughs]

Great. Hide n'’ seek now.

[eerie music plays]

Ahh! Ah!

Tempestra!

Little Thunder?!

[chopper blades whir]

[eerie music plays]

[Mortum laughs]

[roars]

[grunting]

[screams]

[grunting]

I am...

Mortum!

I am the hunger!

Yeah? Eat this.

Argh!

[grunts] Ha!

[grunting]

You should never have come here!

I have improved upon the human animal

in every way!

Except one...

I still hunger!

Must have...

brains!

[all groaning]

Feeding time is over, Rot Bot!

-What'’s this? -I call it my

"Zombie-Robot-Creep Anti-Brain-Feedin'’ Repulsion Shield."

Well, took me a while, but I finally figured it out.

My friends'’ brains are off the menu!

How intriguing...

and how magnificent.

Well, shucks, I mean--

-You could be of use to me! -[Max groans]

Your little friends however?

Not so much!

[grunts]

[tense music plays]

[Steel] No!

[dramatic music plays]

[grunting]

Ah!

Oh!

What happened?

[Cytro] Reserve power systems online.

Cytro, the others?

[grunts]

[both groan]

Where'’s Steel?

Steel?!

All scans indicate Steel is no longer in the vicinity.

If he'’s not here...

than Mortum must have him!

We gotta find him.

We gotta...

we... we gotta...

I repeat, a highly contagious

and extremely dangerous

techno-virus has infected all of Copper Canyon...

The UN Security Council has ordered the city cordoned off

to prevent the virus from spreading further.

With more on the outbreak,

here'’s senior correspondent Georgina Romero...

Aarrghh!

-Brains! -No! No! [screams]

Georgina!

[beeps]

[eerie music plays]

[all growling]

[tense music plays]

Ah, how predictable.

The armies of humankind assemble

at the border of this forsaken land.

Fools! Copper Canyon is just the beginning!

[grunts]

[electricity crackling]

From this very grave, I arose!

On this grave,

I will build my temple!

I will build...

the future!

[Steel] Yo, it might of been easier just to hang a plaque.

Ah, the captive.

You joke because you'’re afraid--

Just like all of them.

Eleven billion minds out in the world

shivering in the darkness.

I will end their fear...

when I dine on every single last one of them!

[mumbles] I will be the one mind...

who... rules...

them all.

Uh, I think there'’s a hole in your bucket.

It cannot contain the brain energy I consume for long.

That is where you come in, Steel.

[screams]

Inside your alien body lies the solution to my problem.

We shall find it together--

By dissecting you

piece by piece!

-[crackling] -[screaming]

Steel!

[panting]

[both] Max!

Feeling better, bud?

Was gonna ask you the same thing.

Where are we?

It'’s an old family home. My aunt'’s.

Berto and I used to play here as kids.

Berto installed it in my databanks

under the heading: safe house.

It may not look like much but trust me,

it'’s Martinez-built.

Guys, Steel'’s in trouble.

We'’ll get him back, Max.

No, I mean he'’s in trouble.

I can feel it.

We have a connection.

What exactly happened at Mortum'’s?

We'’ve been trying to figure that out, too.

He did his brain drain thing on us and then...

then it all gets fuzzy.

Speaking of...

I can'’t get a signal on this thing.

Or on the radio either.

We have no idea what'’s going on out there.

Maybe all of Copper Canyon has gone zombie

and we'’re the only ones left!

Well then, it'’s a good thing we left the city behind.

We'’re much safer out here in the middle of nowher-- [screams]

Whoa!

Huh?

[laughs] Just one little ol'’ zombie?

Please.

Go Turbo!

Tiger!

Oh!

[panting]

[grunting]

Go Turbo!

Lightning Storm!

Huh?

I don'’t understand!

You guys are fully charged!

-Arrghhh! -Alex!

Ahh!

[screams]

Are you okay?

[pants] Yeah.

Tall, dark and rotten was noshing on my noggin.

[Rayne] And something made him stop.

Steel.

It'’s gotta be!

He must'’ve completed the brain shield!

That would explain how we survived Mortum'’s attack.

Cytro?

Scanning.

Affirmative.

And it would appear the brain shields

are still in effect.

Oh, okay,

so our brains are safe!

So why can'’t we go turbo?

Mortum was feasting on our brains before Steel shielded us.

That must have messed with our ability

to activate our Turbo modes.

Wait, so then we'’re mode-less?

Like, permanently?

I don'’t know...

Maybe.

[dramatic music plays]

Ah, such a marvel of technology,

so many fascinating pieces and parts.

But there'’s just one that I crave.

Let me guess.

My rear end deflector module.

People are always complimenting me on it.

Again with the jokes.

Well, let'’s see how funny you are

without this...

Your humor syntax chip.

Please! I don'’t need some chip to be funny.

Check it-- What has two legs and is red all over?

Half a cat.

Oh, man. That'’s not funny.

That'’s not funny at all!

And look here. Your memory files...

Well, if it isn'’t the recently deceased.

Hmm. Perhaps we should just delete these.

You'’re wrong!

Max and the team are still alive--

I can feel it.

They'’ll stop you.

[laughs]

And I thought that I had just deactivated your sense of humor.

Yarrghhh!

Go, my horde!

If Team Turbo is indeed still alive,

find them.

Bring me their heads!

[all groan]

Ah, and here it is...

[chuckles]

My Turbo Energy Bank?

That'’s what you'’re after?

You use it to store limitless amounts of Turbo Energy.

I will use it to create a device

that does the same for brain energy!

Oh, at last!

There will be no stopping me now!

[laughs]

You sure this is a good idea?

Smiley here could wake up any second!

Mortum is out there somewhere and he has Steel.

This may be our only way of finding him.

After Mortum'’s zombies suck up brain energy

they shoot it back to him so he can feed on it, right?

That means something inside this guy

must be able to home in on Mortum'’s location...

wherever it happens to be.

Cytro, if we patch you into this thing,

can you hack its system and get Mortum'’s coordinates?

I am more tank than sophisticated software system.

I would need access to multiple cross generating cyber network sources.

Uh, Cytro, in case you haven'’t noticed,

this rickety ol'’ farmhouse

ain'’t got no cross generatin'’ whatever you said.

[clears throat]

Like, I said,

this place...

is Martinez built.

Whoa! Whoa!

[grunting]

[groans]

Ah!

[grunts]

Welcome to the rec room.

[computers humming]

This work for you, Cytro?

Most affirmatively.

[beeps]

Think that'’ll hold him?

-[growls] -Ah!

[snarls]

Disclosure.

This operation will require all of my processing power.

I will need to go off line.

Sweet dreams, pal.

[powers down]

So great, right?

In a little while,

we'’ll know exactly where to find our bad guy.

Bam! We knock him out.

Rescue Steel. Turn the zombies back to peeps.

You ask me,

things are finally starting to go our way!

[eerie music plays]

[all groaning]

[all groaning]

[alarm blaring]

Uh, what'’s that?

Perimeter breach alarm...

[alarm stops]

Rayne, this place outfitted with any defensive capabilities?

Please.

[beeps]

[whirring]

[all groaning]

Oh, sweet!

That should hold them off.

For a while but...

they'’re a determined bunch...

so let'’s be ready.

-[gasps] -Huh?

Let'’s do this.

[powers up]

You'’re making this up as you go along, aren'’t you?

Finally noticed?

[all growling]

[growls]

[tense music plays]

[growls]

[screams]

Hold them off long enough

for Cytro to get Mortum'’s coordinates!

[groans]

[snarls]

[growls]

Ah!

Looks like some of these stiffs have learned new tricks!

So have we!

[crackles]

[all scream]

[screams]

Brain!

[rustling]

That ain'’t Santa.

Agh!

Ho ho ho.

Where'’d they all go?

-Argh! -[screams]

[all snarling]

Fall back!

How long till Cytro'’s finished?

Five minutes?

Six years? I don'’t know!

I don'’t read geek.

We can'’t hold it! There'’s too many!

[snarling]

[beeping]

It'’s getting crowded in here!

[beeps]

[all] Cytro!

I have secured Mortum'’s coordinates.

Then let'’s fly!

[powers up]

[grunts]

Argh!

Ah!

[growling]

[all screaming]

-[grunts] -Ah!

Gyroscopic equilibrium compromised!

Say what?

[Cytro] Say-- Brace for--

Impact.

Thanks for the heads up.

[Commander Kilgore] Don'’t move!

[guns cock]

Hey!

That'’s Max Steel!

[all murmur]

At ease, men.

Commander Kilgore, United Nations Security Forces.

We'’ve got Copper Canyon under complete lockdown.

I'’m sorry, but I can'’t let anyone pass this perimeter.

Even you.

Commander, we'’ve already encountered the...

person behind the zombie outbreak.

We'’re on our way to take him down.

You know where he is?

[Cytro] North 34 degrees 4 tack 4579,

west 111 degrees 30 tack 3223.

I have explicit orders to deal with this situation swiftly

and decisively...

and now that we have coordinates...

Operation Zombie Dark Thirty is a go!

This techno-virus...

or whatever it is...

spreads no further.

Even if that means turning Copper Canyon

into a parking lot.

They'’re gonna blow up the city!

Sir, the zombies!

They'’re innocent people!

Give us a chance to reverse the infection!

And if you can'’t?

The entire world is at risk here.

A member of my team is still in there!

In ten minutes

everything within a five-mile radius

will be reduced to dust.

I'’m sorry, but your teammate

and Copper Canyon are as good as--

-[chopper whirring] -Huh?

Fan out! Find Steel.

We have less than ten minutes.

[dramatic music plays]

Max... no!

Look!

[gasps]

Steel!

No.

Steel...

Hey, guys,

you missed all the fun...

What did they do to you?

Where'’s Mortum?

Mortum is already here.

H-he'’s...

[ground rumbles]

Everywhere!

[roars]

Team Turbo.

All still alive.

And risking those lives to save Steel.

Oh, how touching.

Take him!

[tense music plays]

[roars]

[grunts]

Ah!

[all scream]

[grunts]

[grunting]

Valiant, but useless.

[screams]

[both grunt]

I have learned all about you from my dissection of Steel--

Yah! Ah!

[Mortum] Everything he knows...

-I now know. -[grunts]

-Your abilities. -[screams]

Your combat techniques.

Even the deactivation code of your pathetic little robot!

[powers down]

Cytro!

[growls]

[rumbling]

[Mortum] You'’re all walking corpses.

You just don'’t know it yet.

[both grunting]

[screams]

Time to feast!

[both groaning]

[powers down]

Sorry, Brainiac,

this kitchen is closed!

Yeah, say hello to the shield!

Ah, yes. Your "brain shields."

Of course, I made sure to study that file from Steel'’s mind.

How he created it.

How it works.

And how easily it can be destroyed!

-Ah! -No!

No!

Go Turbo!

[Mortum] Your Turbo Energy cannot save your friends.

They belong to Mortum now!

As do you.

Stop! No! [grunts]

Ah!

Ya!

[grunting]

Ah!

[grunting]

Oh, why do you all resist?

Look around this world,

what do you see?

People living in conflict--

In chaos!

I offer the better way...

Strength through unity!

Strength through order!

Mindless obedience...

to one ultimate overlord!

I offer my way...

to the entire world!

[all screaming]

[yells]

Ah!

Argh!

[Mortum] A new dawn rises!

The dawn...

of Mortum!

-[grunting] -Human empathy.

Human individuality.

These are the flaws that have led to humanity'’s doom.

No!

Now there will be only Mortum!

Max Steel,

let the last thing you see with your mortal,

obsolete eyes...

be my...

final triumph!

[laughs]

[switches click]

[beeps]

Target locked.

[beeps]

[buzzes]

What'’s this--

[electricity crackles]

[grunting]

[grunting]

[powers down]

[plane approaches]

Humans!

Did you really think you could destroy the unliving?

[powers up]

[roars]

This world is mine!

Hmm...

I see young Mr. McGrath has run out on me...

And he'’s taken Steel with him.

Hmm...

He must be taught.

There is no escape from Mortum.

Alex.

Rayne.

Cytro.

Rise!

[rumbling]

You shall be the Heralds

of the Age of Mortum!

Reborn!

Repurposed!

More powerful than ever before!

Your first mission--

recapture Max Steel.

He will join us...

or he will be destroyed.

[all] Max Steel will join us

in Mortum or be destroyed...

[laughs]

[dramatic music plays]

Ugh!

Oh, man, Steel. What a mess!

How is this thing supposed to fit?

Head bone'’s connected to the...

brain bone?

[beeps]

Oh, come on. You gotta be okay.

Maybe you just need a little energy!

[powers up]

Steel! Tell me you'’re alive!

The capital of Ecuador is Quito!

The square root of nine is three!

Uh, let'’s try changing the channel.

[groans] Max?

Max, am I glad to see you.

Same here, buddy.

The last thing I remember is...

you and the team showing up to rescue me!

Oh, things are bad, Steel.

Mortum unleashed his techno-virus

over the entire planet.

And Alex, Rayne and Cytro...

Mortum has them now, and it'’s all my fault.

Your fault?

They looked to me to have the right answers, Steel,

and I got '’em captured.

[Steel] Max...

Team Turbo doesn'’t follow you

because you'’re right all the time.

It'’s because you'’re a good person...

and a good leader.

Rayne was living in the shadow of her five brothers

until you showed her she could be a hero.

And Alex?

He was a lone wolf,

but you showed him that he could make a difference.

And moi?

I was a paperweight for 16 years

until you freed me from N-Tek

and gave my life purpose again.

You have a funny habit

of bringing out the best in people.

And UltraLinks.

Okay, okay, let'’s not get carried away.

We'’re all behind you, Max.

Me and Cytro and Alex and--

Rayne! Behind you!

Join us in Mortum...

or be destroyed!

Whoa!

We can'’t risk hurting Rayne.

So what'’s the plan?

Improvise! Can you fly?

Of course I can fly.

[grunts]

Ah!

Well, I can kinda fly.

[growls]

Whoa!

[Steel] Since when did Rayne throw ice sculptures?

Whoa! Since Mortum!

Whoa!

Hold on, Steel!

Argh!

Ah!

[intense music plays]

Whoa!

Uh-oh!

[grunting]

[Steel] Rayne'’s new powers?

Positively chilling!

I'’m trying not to think what Mortum has done to--

Whoa!

[roars]

Alex?!

Join us in Mortum...

or be destroyed!

No, thanks!

[panting]

[grunts]

[panting]

[metal clanks]

Ah!

Argh!

Whoa!

Cytro?

Declaration.

Join us in Mortum...

or be destroyed!

Ah!

Ah!

[gasps]

[Steel] Ugh, nice place you found for us, Max.

If our friends don'’t end up killing us, the stench will.

[Max] Alex, Rayne, Cytro...

they won'’t stop looking for us.

They'’re part of Mortum now... relentless.

Mortum'’s hold is mental, right?

He infects people with his technology

to take control of their minds...

Even artificial minds, like'’s Cytro'’s...

So if we can disrupt Mortum'’s tech,

we might be able to free them.

Disrupt his tech...

[both] Turbo Energy!

Wait, wait, wait.

Turbo Energy might fry a cell phone,

but we'’re talking about a robot zombie here!

It hasn'’t had any effect on Mortum.

Not entirely true, Max!

The brain shields I created were focused,

modulating fields of Turbo Energy.

Huh. Mortum couldn'’t get past '’em

'’cause my power interferes with his tech?

[Steel] That, plus I modulated the frequency like crazy.

It was more than Mortum could swallow.

So if we hit our guys with a really strong,

focused, super-modulated beam of Turbo Energy...

It could work, but we'’ll need to get

some kind of receiver on each of them.

-To focus the beam? -So we don'’t fry their brains

-in their skulls. -Ah, right.

And I'’m placing an order for a new Turbo mode.

Get that last piece on me, and I'’ll see what I can--

Whoa!

[groans]

[all] Join us in Mortum...

or be destroyed!

[Steel] I really wish they'’d stop staying that.

[tense music plays]

-Brains! -Brains!

-Brains! -Brains!

Max! Get down!

-[grunts] -Or up. Whatever works.

[groans]

[panting]

Steel! Your last piece? Where'’d it go?

Wait. I see it! There!

[groans]

Brains!

Brains!

[roars]

[grunts]

[grunts]

This is gonna be close!

[straining]

Yes!

[powers up]

Go Turbo!

[Steel] Hunter!

Turbo Hunter, huh?

I like it.

And I'’ve got three Turbo Energy receivers

prepped and ready to go.

Time to hunt.

[dramatic music plays]

[growls]

That'’s one!

[powers up]

Steel, after we fix this-- Ugh!

If there'’s any way-- Yagh!

You could have Cytro keep that big wrecking ball?

That would come in handy.

Agh!

[Steel] Nice shot!

That'’s two.

We'’re not doing the hunting anymore, Steel.

We'’re being hunted.

Ah!

[grunts]

Whoa!

[grunts]

Argh!

Ah!

Whoa! [groans]

Please don'’t say it.

[all] Join us in Mortum...

or be destroyed!

[sighs]

[grunts]

[growls]

That'’s three!

[powers up]

Go Turbo!

[all scream]

[groans]

Guys?

Are you...

you?

[groans]

Aye, my head.

Observation.

My head, too.

[groans] At least our minds are our own!

It felt like I had the whole world screaming in my head

and they were all screaming the same thing...

[all] Mortum.

Whoa!

Our cure didn'’t just work.

It reallyworked!

We still have the powers Mortum gave us!

Except now they'’re your powers.

Steel managed to reprogram Mortum'’s alterations

into permanent Turbo upgrades.

[all] Mortum has zero control over any of it.

[record scratches]

Okay, what was that?

I knew exactly what Max was gonna say.

Uh, I also knew what Max was going to say before he said it.

You'’re not reading our minds, are you?

No, no!

I am notreading your minds!

Steel? What is going on?

Uh, you know, uh,

with what Mortum did to their minds

and what your Turbo Energy did to short it out...

It was a complicated process...

Steel?

Well, it'’s possible that the, uh...

the team is linked to your mind.

[all] What?! That was weird.

[all] Okay. Stop. No, really!

Ugh, how long is this gonna last, Steel?

[Steel] I don'’t know.

A few hours?

Days?

Maybe?

Whoa!

More Brainwave Energy.

But this looks worse than before.

Observation.

This is the Brainwave Energy of eleven billion minds.

Every brain in the world.

Mortum calls it the Great Feeding.

Once he finishes eating, he'’ll be...

unstoppable.

Then we better take him down.

-Before he... -[all] ...finishes dessert.

Okay, stop!

[tense music plays]

[Max] Remember, Mortum is vulnerable while he'’s feeding!

Hit '’em hard!

Ya!

-[powers down] -Ugh!

[growls]

No!

I...

will...

feed!

You'’re going on a diet, Morty!

[grunts]

[powers up]

Ya!

Argh!

[wind howls]

Did we do it? Is Mortum finished?

[wind blows]

[Mortum] You...

did...

nothing.

You'’re too late![laughs]

Mortum is the world

and the world is...

Mortum!

The Technopocalypse

has arrived!

Submit to the mind

of Mortum!

Can'’t, sorry.

Submitting is a big violation

of superhero union rules!

Then be destroyed!

[all scream]

[laughs]

Feel the might of every human brain

on Earth!

With it,

I will dig your grave!

[all scream]

[grunts]

Hello! Did anyone see what I think I saw?

-Us getting our hinnies kicked? -Besides that!

Something in Mortum'’s head

just lit up like a Christmas tree!

[Tempestra] He'’s a giant, pulsating zombie.

Can you be a little bit more specific?

[growls]

[powers down]

[growls]

[panting]

His brain bank!

[all] Brain bank?!

When Mortum took me apart

he analyzed my Turbo Energy bank

and then created a version of his own.

His brain bank stores Brain Energy.

Like eleven billion brains worth?

It'’s how he'’s eaten every single brain in the world.

So if we break the bank?

He'’d lose all his power. Or worse!

I don'’t see no blinking, flashing brain bank on Mortum.

Oh, and P.S.?

He'’s coming our way!

It lit up when Max hit the Brain Energy

coming out of Mortum'’s scary chest mouth thingy!

Hit the scary chest mouth thingy.

Expose brain.

Destroy bank. Go it?

I like the sound of your video game logic!

[all] Go Team Turbo!

Ah!

Ah!

[screams]

Hi-ya!

[all scream]

[groans]

[cackling]

What good are your powers...

in the face of my Technopocalypse?

[groans]

Before Mortum,

humanity was chaotic and conflicted.

Now they are unified!

[zombies growling]

I have resurrected the world!

With one will!

Of one mind!

[all] There'’s too many of these zombie creeps--

Hey! I told you two to stop!

Observation.

It appears we are all still linked through Max.

The link!

[groans]

You can never defeat me, Max Steel.

I am the many as one.

While you and your team...

are...

all alone!

Alone?

-Ya! -Argh!

Here'’s the thing about being on a team,

Rot Bot-- Ya! Ya!

Ya!

You'’re neveralone!

Max, Brace yourself

for a little Team Turbo swap meet action!

[powers up]

[Max] Wha--?!

Our mental link, Max.

Yah!

It'’s letting us share abilities.

Modes. Powers!

You'’ve got the best shot at Mortum, amigo!

Gah!

Request.

Kick his hindquarters, Maxwell!

[Steel] Whoa!

Power level'’s increasing!

Off the charts!

What is this?

This? This is what Team Turbo is all about!

[grunts]

[grunts]

Tempestra'’s ice javelins!

[roars]

Max! Remember, you need

to get at Mortum'’s Brain Energy bank.

-I'’m on it! -[roars]

La Fiera'’s talons!

Cytro'’s wrecking ball!

Argh!

[all grunting]

Ha! Push them back! Ya!

[grunting]

No!

You cannot win!

[roars]

Ah!

You stole that power, Mortum!

It'’s not yours.

It'’s not you.

You'’re...

nothing!

-[grunts] -[screams]

What have you done?!

No! Ah!

The brain bank!

No! [screams]

Argh!

[groans]

[powers down]

Max! You did it!

Wedid it.

Dirtiest in town!

[chuckles] Look at that.

Whole world'’s back to normal

and my beautiful brain once again

belongs to me, myself and I.

Yes. No more Mortum in our heads.

Or us in each other'’s.

That was just--

[all] Way too weird.

Steel?

What?

I said it would take a few days.

Maybe a week.

[all] A week?!

Or so.

[all] Ugh!

Guys.

In each other's heads...

or at each other's side...

whatever comes next,

Team Turbo is ready for it!

[theme music plays]