All language subtitles for A.N.T.Farm.S03E14_English

I am Lucy Jordan,

reporting live from the
headquarters of Z-Tech,

where, after revolutionizing
the world of technology,

CEO Zoltan Grundy

has decided to revolutionize
the world of education

by opening up a school
for prodigies.

And I'm here with
some of the students. Hmm?

So, you're a computer
prodigy, right?

Yes. And I have
found out everything

there is to know
about Lucy Jordan.

(Gasps)

How about you? What's it like
going to school here?

-I think this school is wonderful.
-Oh.

Much like the new zPhone 5,

with its many spectacular features
and extra long battery life.

-Did Mr. Grundy ask you to say that?
-No, he did not.

How about you?
(Chuckles)

What's the best part about
going to Z-Tech?

(Chuckles)
That would be me! Lexi Reed!

Yes, I am actually this beautiful.

It's not a camera trick.

Typical local news, doing a
fluff piece about pampered,

spoiled, entitled children like me.
Disgusting.

Okay, you haven't had a chance to
ruin this segment, yet.

-Can you tell me...
-I have a girlfriend!

This is my girlfriend!

I'm not sure that's newsworthy.

Oh, if you knew me at all,
you would know that's news!

Even Fletcher has a girlfriend?

I don't want to seem like a loser.

I'm going to introduce you
as my wife.

(Gasps) What?

So, tell me, how has technology

been implemented
into your curriculum?

Purchase the zPhone 5
before April 15th

and receive a zPhone 5.

To answer your question, Lucy,

my wife and I enjoy the zPhone 5,

which comes loaded with features
including a high-resolution display,

eye-tracking technology,
and of course,

the durability and reliability
you would expect from a...

Z-Tech product.

(Fake sobbing)
As the grieving widow,

I just need to know,
where to pick up my inheritance?

(Theme music playing)

(Whoo!)

♪ Everybody's got that thing ♪

♪ Something different
we all bring ♪

♪ Don't you let 'em
clip your wings ♪

♪ You got it
You got it ♪

♪ We're on fire and we blaze ♪

♪ In extraordinary ways ♪

♪ 365 days ♪

♪ We got it
We got it ♪

♪ You can dream it ♪

♪ You can be it ♪

♪ If you can feel it ♪

♪ You can believe it ♪

♪ 'Cause I am, you are, we are ♪

♪ Exceptional
Exceptional ♪

♪ Yeah, I am, you are, we are ♪

♪ Exceptional
Exceptional ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh ♪

(Whoo!)

The new zPhone 5 has exploded
onto the scene. Literally.

There are widespread reports that
the defective cell phone's

bursting into flames
all over the country.

As seen on this live satellite image
of the United States.

Hey, this is where we are.

-(explosion)
-(elevator bell dings)

Grandma Dotty says hi.

(Cell phone rings)

Chyna, your zPhone is ringing.

-I know.
-You should answer it.

-It might explode.
-I know. I'm calling you.

Well, I don't know what's causing
zPhones to explode,

but the damage is done.

Z-Tech is in financial ruins.

I can't even afford to buy cool vintage
rock and roll t-shirts anymore.

I've been reduced to this.

Things are so bad at Z-Tech
that there are even reports

that the furniture
is being repossessed.

-(Elevator bell dings)
-That has to be an exaggeration.

I don't think it is.

Me next! Me next!

Mr. Grundy,

the bank is going to
take away the entire building

unless we take some serious
cost-cutting measures.

This from my wife
who's always shopping.

But don't worry. I thought of a way
we can save money

that is easy to do and will actually
improve this place.

Great! What is it?

Getting rid of some of you students!

What?

I'm sorry, but the company
can no longer afford

to support all of you
spoiled, pampered children.

Don't forget entitled.

Who has to leave?

Ah, I don't know yet.
But don't worry,

the decision will be made
in the fairest possible way.

(All) Ow!

Come on, Fletcher!
Let's go, Fletcher!

I don't want to complain,
but I don't think

the wheel was the best way
to decide who stays and who goes.

Especially since Winter just kept
spinning it until we were all chosen.

Everybody, I have some good news.

It looks like none of you has to leave.

(Gasps) Really? That's great!

How is that great?

I've found a solution
to our financial situation.

And just in the nick of time.

Because it's gotten to the point
where I can't even afford shirts.

-(All gasp)
-Oh! Come on, man!

There is, however,
some bad news.

The money has come
from an anonymous investor

who contacted my accountant.

It was a last resort,
but I had to sell the company.

(Gasps)

But this is your company.

You built it up from nothing.
It's called Z-Tech.

(Elevator bell dings)

It is not Z-Tech anymore!

Now it is H-Tech!

Not now, Mr. Hashimoto.

We're trying to figure out
who the anonymous investor is!

It's me!

You think you can beat me
at business,

at karaoke, at break dancing!

But who's laughing now?

(Laughs) I am!

You're terrible at break dancing!

What's going to happen
to our school?

I intend to keep
the school open.

But I will be making some changes
to the corporate structure.

-You're going to fire people?
-Yes.

But don't worry,
the decision will be made

in the fairest possible way.

How is this fair? Ow!

Come on, Grundy! Let's go, Grundy!

Ow!

And this is where we keep
our toxic waste.

Or as some people call them,
children.

Next, let me show you
my resume!

I folded it into an origami frog.

Not because I desperately need
a job in management,

but because I love
all things Japanese.

All things.

Ribbit. Ribbit. Ribbit.

Very impressive resume!

I'm hiring you as my new
vice president of finance.

And origami.

Really?

-That's wonderful!
-Yes.

All you have to do
is sign this contract

which I folded into
an origami dragon.

Dragon sound. Dragon sound.
Dragon sound.

Did I hear a dragon?

These rooms are beautiful.

This school has lavish suites,

fine dining, a world class spa.

How much is the tuition?

Nothing. Mr. Grundy cared more about
nurturing our talents than making money.

What?

That is the stupidest thing
I have ever heard.

Well, then you've obviously
never spoken to Fletcher.

From now on, you all will be
paying for the privilege

of going to school at H-Tech.

How are we supposed to afford that?

By working in my new hotel.

What new hotel?

This one!

This is brilliant!

Especially the way you're
using the kids to get free labor.

Exactly.

The obnoxious know-it-all
is the concierge.

Where can you
find a restaurant?

(Smacks lips) Well, the earliest
restaurants were called thermopolia,

L-shaped food counters
found in ancient Rome.

There were small holes
in the counters in which jars...

There is a hoagie shop
on the corner!

The girl inexplicably
dating Fletcher

works the front desk.

You want a wake-up call?

Here's a wake-up call.

If we don't get off fossil fuels,
this planet is doomed!

Enjoy your stay!

And because he is shaped
like a bell,

-the bellboy.
-(Bell dings)

Yes, Mr. Hashimoto, sir?

Mr. Grundy?

You're a bellboy?

If I didn't take this job, Hashimoto
was going to close the school.

And for the record,
I'm not shaped like a bell.

I'm shaped like
a bell pepper.

Mr. Hashimoto,
can we please, discuss this?

No, I don't like you!

Why? Because I beat you at karaoke?

(Scoffs) You didn't just beat him.
You mopped the floor with him!

And now I will mop the floor with her!

You know that's
just an expression.

Okay. This area is done.

I need the wet-floor sign.

(Fletcher) Coming.

Everyone else is miserable,
but we've got the best jobs,

working at the hotel spa.

We get access to all
sorts of cool stuff!

Like this nail polish!

And these stylish scarves!

Those are used waxing strips.

They're still stylish.

What are you
two doing?

Put down that nail polish
and that stylish scarf!

You're here to work.

This woman needs a facial
and a pedicure.

I got the facial.
Feet are disgusting.

(Screams)

(Both sigh)

What a day.

I feel like I've been
through the wringer.

Oh! That reminds me.

(Water dripping)

Careful. You're getting
the floor all wet.

Did someone say wet floor?

Go away, Fletcher!

(Sighs) I'm too tired to even
change out of this thing.

I am just getting right into bed.

(Sighs)

(Screaming)

Olive, there is a...

Lady? In my bed?

Mr. Hashimoto rented out our rooms, too?

Where are we supposed to sleep?

(Snoring)

Sleeping tubes?

This is ridiculous.

Actually, sleeping tubes
are common in Japan

due to limited space.

Of course, it does help
that the average Japanese man

weighs only 140 pounds.

I can tell you the average British man
weighs a bit more.

(Sighs) I can't sleep.

I keep dreaming
I'm a roll of quarters.

(Olive) You just have
to make the best of it.

See, watch.
Fletcher, wake up!

What? Ow!

This is outrageous.

I specifically requested
a queen-sized tube.

Well, at least I get to sleep
next to my sweetie.

Aw. Thanks, cutie-pie.

He meant me.
And I'm up here.

Wait. Angus, your sleeping tube
is next to mine?

Sleeping tube?

I'm in the bathroom tube.

(All groaning)

That's it!
We can't live like this.

I'm going to go talk
to Mr. Hashimoto!

I'll come with you.

(Grunts)

No, I won't.

The plan has gone perfectly!

Great job sabotaging the zPhones
so they would explode!

No one suspects
it was an inside job!

Did he say what
I think he said?

I said, no one suspects
it was an inside job!

I said... Just call me
back on a land line!

I'll have the bellhop
get your bags.

(Dings)

Sorry I'm late.

I had a little trouble getting out
of bed this morning.

I can't work here
another minute.

There's got to be
something we can do.

Well, there's lots of things to do
in beautiful Palo Alto.

May I suggest a hot air balloon ride
over Silicon Valley?

They leave every half hour
from Byxbee Park.

-Great. Now I need a broom.
-(Elevator bell dings)

I said a broom.

Guys! Someone's done
something terrible.

That bathroom tube was clogged
when I got in it.

No! I overheard
Mr. Hashimoto talking.

The phones aren't defective.

They were sabotaged!

Mr. Hashimoto has a mole.

(Gasps) He trained a small,
burrowing varmint

to sabotage phones?

He's a diabolical genius!

It's got to be someone
incredibly intelligent,

so it's not Fletcher.

And it's got to be someone
who can keep a secret,

so it's not Olive.

It's got to be someone who's willing
to get their hands dirty,

so it's not Lexi.

It's got to be someone
incredibly focused,

so it's not Angus.

(Sighs) Come on, guys, think.

Who would stand to gain the most
by bringing down Z-Tech?

You know, Hashi, I've been a loyal
employee of your company

for almost 36 hours now.

I think I deserve a promotion.

Maybe you could stop by later
and we can discuss it.

I'm in tube 104.

Did you see that?
Winter must be the mole!

If she is, she'll never admit it.

Mr. Hashimoto called
the mole from the roof.

So, if we check the call log
on Winter's phone,

we'll have the proof we need.

How do we get her phone?
She never puts it down.

Too bad you're not her phone.

She puts you down
all the time.

I'll take care of it.

I know the one thing
that no woman can resist.

Calzones?

No. A manicure.

It's pronounced "manicotti."

Okay, here's the plan.
We do Winter's nails.

And when they're wet, she'll be
forced to put down her phone.

Then we grab it
and check the call log.

It was so nice of you guys
to offer me a manicure.

Like most women, I would've
preferred manicotti,

but this is the next best thing.

You deserve it, boss.

Of course you won't
be able to text

while we're working
on your hands.

No problem.

You know what would go well
with your manicure?

A pedicure!

Sounds lovely.

Mr. Grundy, this may come as
a shock to you,

but we think Mr. Hashimoto
had Winter sabotage the zPhones.

Wow.

When you pretend marry someone,
you think you can trust them.

Unfortunately,
we can't prove it.

We tried everything.

Spa treatments, Italian food...

Actually, it was just
those two things.

Winter's coming!

Hodor.

I can prove who did it!

Why are you not mopping the restroom?

We cannot afford another
bad online review.

I don't know who this
Groltan Zundy is,

but that two-star rating really hurt.

Forget stars. You'll be getting stripes,
when you're in Alcatraz!

Chyna, that makes no sense.

Mr. Hashimoto will be remanded to
a working corrections facility,

most likely Salinas Valley
or possibly Chino Hills.

Alcatraz hasn't been an
operational prison since 1963,

and is now under the purview
of the National Park Service.

I can set you up on a tour,
leaving every hour from Pier 33.

As I was saying,
a long time ago,

it turns out the zPhones
exploded due to a virus

that was uploaded from
the saboteur's phone.

I created a program that will
identify the culprit's phone.

So when I press this button,

it will send a signal to
whoever sabotaged Z-Tech,

causing his or her,
but in this case

her phone to explode!

Three,

two...

-One!
-(Beeps)

(Screams)
We're all going to die!

Kennedy? How could you?

What? It wasn't me.
My phone didn't explode.

Yeah. Don't accuse Kennedy

just because you're jealous
she gets to be my girlfriend.

Kennedy, I made up the whole thing
about back tracing the virus.

But if you weren't guilty,

then you wouldn't have been afraid
your phone was going to explode!

Why would you do this?

Because it was her duty.

As my daughter.

(All) What?

It is true!
My name is not Kennedy.

It is Kumiko. Kumiko Hashimoto!

When Grundy first
announced this school,

I knew it was the perfect opportunity

to infiltrate and gain your trust

so I can finally bring down Z-Tech!

All she had to do was learn to speak

with your ridiculous American accent.

(Mocking American accent)
My car gets 11 miles per gallon.

I like potato chips.

So, everything we know
about you is a lie?

Well, it started that way,

but I fell in love with this place
and all of you.

Especially me.

No. That part is still fake.

I didn't want to sabotage
the zPhones,

but my father made me.

-(Scoffs)
-I'm sorry.

You're finished, Hashimoto.

I will retake control of Z-Tech
and my school

and do everything in my power
to lock you up in...

Salinas Valley Correctional Institution.

Yeah!

You'll never catch me!

Because you Westerners
are too lazy to run!

He's getting away! After him!

But he's all the way over there now.

Yeah. That is pretty far.

(Sighs) Well, we tried.

He's fast.

I got my company back,

people are buying zPhones again,
and I'm once again worth billions.

In case you're hiring,

I've baked my resume
into a shepherd's pie.

Because I like
all things British.

All things.

(Sniffs) Ah!

Everything is right
with the world again.

You're still stuck in a tube.

And there's only one way
you're gonna get out of there.

In that case,
there's only one thing I can do.

You think anyone
will notice?

Notice what?

Hmm.