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- Previously on "Danger Force"...
- I haven't seen my mom in days.
- Bose's mom is also missing.
- I cannot find my wife anywhere!
- I think someone is stealing all of the moms in Swellview.
- Including mine.
- You're going to be here for a long time.
- I think Danger Force should find them.
- Oh, your mom said you can't be in Danger Force.
- What Mama don't know won't hurt her.
- Let's find our moms.
- Let's find all the moms.
[heroic rock music]
- [screams]
♪ ♪
[screams]
♪ ♪
- [grunting]
[spitting]
Everyone, stop being so dramatic!
We got moms to find.
both: Let's go!
both: Let's giggin' go!
- Wait, guys, we don't even know where the moms are yet.
I just want-- wait, wait, everybody--
[chattering indistinctly]
- Sometimes being smart is lonely.
- Yeah.
[quirky music]
♪ ♪
- [grunts] - Does anyone actually know
where we're going?
[overlapping chatter]
- [bleats]
[goat bleats]
- Question: where'd Brainstorm get that baby goat?
- Bleats me. They just kind of
follow me around now.
- Better question: where are the moms?
- I'm trying to pull up their tracking devices right now,
but it looks like they've all been deactivated.
- Or they might be out of range.
- Yeah, well, when I find out
who stole every mom in Swellview,
I'm gonna deactivate their face!
- And their life's gonna be out of range.
all: Yeah! [goat bleats]
- Let's get those moms!
- Yeah!
- Down the tube!
[devices beeping and whirring] [both sigh]
Nope. Nope, did it again.
That was my bad. You know, I got--
I got, like, worked up about it, you know?
[overlapping chatter]
[all shouting]
- Hey! Hey! Hey!
You can't keep us here!
- Yeah, our families are useless without us.
- Yeah, and I've got, like, 50 million things to do today!
[all shouting]
- Excuse, me. Uh, sir?
Yes, you need to let us go.
[all shout in agreement]
- Yeah! In, like, three days.
- What do you mean "in three days?"
We're in jail!
- Our families need us. - My son thinks I'm gone!
- Who will undermine my daughter's self-confidence
if I'm not there?
- I know, I know. But, like--
Do you hear that?
That is the sound of no one bugging us--
about anything.
No one asking us to find their shoes.
- No children dragging baby goat hair into the house.
- No lazy husbands asking us to stop businessing with China.
- No dads asking us to tuck them in for their third nap.
- Mm.
- You know what? Now that you mention it,
three days in a jail cell with you girls wouldn't be so bad.
Whoo! - That's right.
- It's just gonna feel so good not having 50 million things
to do every day. - Right?
- Moms, moms, hold on. - What?
- If we're not doing the 50 million things,
no one will.
Everything in Swellview will completely fall apart.
- Yes. - Oh!
- That's the plan.
- Well, that doesn't sound good.
- Three days off sounds pretty good to me.
- Cheers to three days off!
- My worries are gone!
[all cheer] - [playing flute]
- Can I borrow that rock?
- Oh, sure. [chuckles]
If I lose it, Vicey just buys me a bigger one.
- Something wrong with these people.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- It's been three days without moms,
and things have completely fallen apart.
- That's right, Trent.
Without my mom to constantly cut me down,
I simply can't function.
- Neither can I, and neither can Swellview.
Without moms to say, "Don't do that,"
there's chaos in the streets.
- And cookie crumbs in the sheets.
- Businesses are closed.
Police can't find their shoes.
There's no one left to take out the trash.
A spokesman for Swellview husbands
simply said, "Help," from behind some bushes,
because, like me, he couldn't find his big boy pants.
- Without moms, society has collapsed.
- Told ya!
Moms are our greatest natural resource.
I've been saying it for years.
But does anyone listen to me?
No. It's always,
"What's your deal with moms, Ray?
"Why'd you put trackers on all the moms, Ray?
You gotta wash your hands even if it's just pee, Ray."
- Ugh. - Okay! You were right.
Is that what you wanted to hear?
- More than anything in the world.
- Okay, but that still does not help the fact
that Swellview is burning without moms.
[alarms wailing]
- I'm worried about my stepdad.
Without my mom, he a mess.
- You talk to him? - Never.
But he left this note at the bottom of my yogurt cup
saying he'd be on the news today.
- Without my wife, me a mess.
- Yogurt never lies.
- I'm the vice mayor,
not the function-without -my-wife mayor.
So I'm resigning. - God help us all.
- I also locked myself out of the house.
So if anybody has a place where I could crash,
fair warning, I do not smell good.
- Oh.
The ghost in my ear is telling me
that a number of city officials
have also resigned due to the absence
of various moms, wives, and other beloved maternals.
- Officials like Judge Tootie, the commissioner,
Firefighter Jim,
Firestarter Pete,
and the commanding general
of the Swellview National Guard,
Kevin Durant...'s brother,
Darren Durant.
- Aw, not Kevin Durant...'s brother, Darren Durant!
- This is bad, people.
Kevin Durant...'s brother, Darren Durant,
has famously never missed a day of work in his life!
- Here's a list of all the government officials
who have resigned, as well as the names
of their newly promoted replacements.
- I know those names. - Trent and Mary?
Me too, but what do they have to do with the moms?
- I don't mean them.
I mean the replacement city officials.
- Yeah, they do look familiar.
- They're all corrupt.
After I got kicked out of Danger Force,
I started fighting crime on my own.
- [scoffs] Nerd.
- [scoffs] Right?
- It's better than starting a cult.
- It's a community of like-minded individuals!
- Be a lot cooler if it was a cult.
- And while I was do-gooding on my own,
I started tracking corruption at City Hall.
All of these new people are bad.
- [sighs] ShoutOut's right.
When I was a criminal,
I bowled with all these people, like, every Tuesday.
Every single one of these replacement officials
is a bad dude.
- This must be why someone captured every mom
in Swellview-- so the government would fall...
- And get replaced by bad people...
- Who do bad things...
- And run Swellview right into the ground.
- Oh, we gotta find those moms.
- Yeah, but how?
Those trackers don't work.
We can't find 'em. Those moms could be anywhere.
♪ ♪
- It's a swamp monster!
- Quick, somebody get me a taco!
Swamp monsters hate the dry crunch of a hard-shell taco.
- [groaning]
- I'll handle it! - Hang on!
I don't think that's a swamp monster.
- I can barely recognize her
without her massive diamond ring,
but I think that's my mom.
♪ ♪
- Bosey, is that you?
[all gasp] - Mama?
♪ ♪
- It all just kind of happened.
[overlapping chatter]
You get all that?
- ♪ Danger ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ ♪
♪ Danger! One, two, three, Force! ♪
- We look amazing.
- You've been posing for hours.
[all shouting at once]
- That's right, keep walking, Schwoz.
Keep walking.
[tense rock music]
- Right over here, Mom. - You're doing great.
- She's fragile-- she's fragile!
- Relax, man.
- Hey, this could be the last mom on Earth.
She might need mouth-to-mouth. - What?
- She doesn't need mouth-to-mouth.
- Uh...
- If I know my mom, all she needs is a towel.
- Oh, thank you.
- Isn't she gonna need more than one tow--
Okay, Bose's mom.
- How did you-- - I'm a mom.
Speaking of which, I am not sure if you're aware,
but all of the moms in Swellview
have been taken prisoner.
- Yeah, we're aware.
- And wh--you're all in your uniforms!
- Yeah, we're aware of that too.
- I happen to know for a fact
that none of you are allowed to be in Danger For--
- Mom, mom, we have bigger problems right now.
- [chuckles] That's right.
So go get them--us. The moms--
[chuckling] Go ahead, rescue, go, go on.
Why are you still standing around here?
Do I have to say it in goat?
[bleats]
[goat bleats]
See? He's on it.
- Tell us where to go.
- Yeah, you were there.
Tell us where the moms are being held.
- I would love to.
- Oh... - Thank you!
[overlapping chatter]
- But I forgot.
- What? - You were just there.
[overlapping chatter]
- I bet you'd remember if I gave you mouth-to-mouth.
- No, she won't. - Ew.
- Oh, no!
[incoherent yelling]
Okay, you know what? Fine.
I may not be able to see,
but I know this place like the back of my hand--
[screams]
- So what do you remember?
- I remember being in some sort of a prison.
And most of the other moms
were happy to have a break from it all.
- I'm so happy to have a break from it all.
- [laughs] Yeah!
- Except your moms and I wanted to get back
to our families, so I came up with the brilliant plan
to break us out.
Okay, fine, it wasn't my idea.
It was Angela's idea.
- Mm-hmm.
all: Mm-hmm.
- Yeah. - Yes!
- That's my mom right there!
- Her plan was to use
my absolutely massive diamond ring
to scratch a hole in the wall,
while the guy who ran the prison wasn't looking.
- Who was the guy? - Yeah, tell us about the guy.
- I don't know his name, but he was wearing a hoodie.
He had a creepy digital mask on his face.
[gasps] And he called himself Number 20.
- Oh, hey. I'm Number 20.
- And he was busy making all the moms sit
in these weird massage chairs
that sucked out their energy
and turned their hair white.
- That was the worst prison massage I've ever had.
[all muttering]
- So how did you escape?
- Well, my job was to cover the hole
that Angela was scraping whenever anyone was looking,
and everything was going fine, until I saw this mom
with the most amazing skin, who was like,
"Oh, I don't moisturize. I just drink a lot of water."
That's when I knew I had to slap
that amazing skin right off her face!
- You go, girl.
- And that's when things turned bad.
- Hey. You're trying to escape.
That's bad.
- I panicked.
I just slapped that stupid mom right in the skin,
and I ran out of there.
- My naturally glorious skin!
- I thought Angela and Alejandra
were right behind me, but Number 20 got there first.
- I got here first.
- When I looked behind me,
I saw that he had quickly
covered the hole with a poster...
[all gasp]
Of Channing Tatum.
[all gasp]
- No mom would ever
harm an image of Channing Tatum.
- Yes. and that is why they are still trapped there.
all: [chanting] Channing...
Tatum...
Channing...
Tatum...
- Then what happened?
- Well, I was running and running
and thinking about Channing Tatum and running,
and maybe he and I are getting a nice long brunch somewhere,
and running, and then I found myself here.
- And you don't remember anything else?
- Well, Channing ordered the eggs Benedict,
but they were a little bit overdone.
He didn't send them back though,
'cause he's a gentleman--
a dashing, handsome gentleman.
- Y'all talkin' about me?
- Naw. Tatum.
- [groans]
What do you moms even see in that guy?
- How much time do you have?
- Okay! Grown-ups, focus, please!
How'd you get so muddy?
- Well, I either ran through a swamp
or I used a gas station toilet
that exploded all over me.
- Whoa! - Okay!
- Okay, so I need a new mom.
[object crunches]
- Was that the dry crunch of a hard-shell taco?
- Sure was.
- Yes! I bought a hard-shell taco
from an old man in a cave
right before I entered the swamp.
- [Scottish accent] There be monsters in yon swamp.
Go no further--
unless ye take this,
for swamp monsters hate
the dry crunch of an hard-shell taco.
Da-da-da!
But don't eat it just yet.
Ye must save it for the--
- I ate it right there and then.
Luckily, he gave me another one.
- [American accent] Seriously, it's my last taco.
Don't eat it, okay?
[scoffs] God.
- And I didn't eat that one.
- Good one, Mom. - It sure was.
I never would've defeated that swamp monster
without the dry crunch of a hard-shell taco.
- So you were in a swamp?
- Yes. - Next to an abandoned prison?
- Yes. - And a cave hermit
who gives out hard-shell tacos?
- Yes! [giggles]
- Look, you are gorgeous, all right?
But none of this really helps us, okay?
There are tons of abandoned prisons
next to swamps with cave hermits
giving out hard-shell tacos.
Swellview's lousy with 'em!
- But there's only one near a gas station
with terrible plumbing.
[all gasp] The Pump 'N' Dump.
- Out on the old Hershey Highway...
- Around the corner from...
- Where the fudge is made.
- Thomas Crapper Prison--
I'll bet that's where the moms are.
- Schwoz!
- Yes?
- Gas up the Mothership!
We're gonna go rescue some moms.
- It's out of gas.
- Yeah, that's why I said to gas it up.
- Okay. I'll be back in 15 minutes.
- Let's go rescue some moms...
in 15 minutes.
[rock music]
[indistinct shouting]
- Okay! Okay!
Okay!
That is enough shaking!
- That's what they get for trying to escape.
- But they've been in those chairs for too long!
- The color in their hair is almost gone!
- I'm getting a wee bit uncomfortable
with this, laddie.
[indistinct shouting]
- Your comfort is not my concern.
[indistinct shouting]
- [gasps]
[epic music]
♪ ♪
- Somebody order a--
[both groaning] Dang it!
- Okay. All right. - That's our bad.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm indestructible!
Why'd you have to do that in front of all the moms
in Swellview? Not cool.
Anyway,
anyone order a beefy supreme--
ah!
Ah! Oh, my God!
Are you guys doing this on purpose?
- Oh, man, did you guys land on him too?
- Yes! - Ha, we are very rusty.
- I mean, I-- I could've teleported us in.
- I could've floated us all down.
- There is climbing rope in the Mothership.
- Yeah, well, don't pitch on it now!
The moment's passed. - No, dude, say your line.
- No, I'm not gonna do it. It's ruined now.
- No, just say your line. It's gonna be awesome.
- We need to get this together. This keeps happening.
- Say your line! - Think so?
- Yeah. - All right.
[clears throat]
Somebody order a beefy supreme with a side--
- [yells] What's happening to those moms?
- He's stealing their mom energy.
He's stolen it from all of us.
- Well, that ends now!
- All right, you four handle this clown.
I'll get these moms to the Mothership.
Moms, follow me!
[all gasp]
[all screaming]
Oh, relax! He's not even that hot.
He's got, like, sharp knees.
- Heresy! - Get him!
[all yelling]
♪ ♪
- We need to save those last two moms.
- Good luck.
- I think we got this. It's four against one.
- There's only three of us.
- There may be four of you--
- Three.
- But I've been collecting mom energy for days,
and now I have--
[grunts]
[screams]
Mom power--
the ability to do 50 million things at once!
- That's not a thing.
- [grunting]
[all grunt]
[all yell]
♪ ♪
- I was wrong.
That is a thing.
It's a very painful thing.
- We still got this--
if those two random ladies we don't know would
let us use our superpowers!
- [weakly, shaking] Fine with me.
- [weakly, shaking] Just get me out of here.
- Shut up, you!
♪ ♪
- That does not look good.
- Nope.
[all grunt]
[slow-motion grunting]
♪ ♪
- We can't beat this guy.
His mom power's too strong.
- You can beat anything with the power of learning.
- What are y--
- Anybody else got any ideas?
[tense electronic music]
- I got an idea.
Nobody move until he gets closer.
- You want him to get closer? - Just trust me.
When I shout, you blast him.
♪ ♪
Now!
- [grunting]
[dramatic music]
- Have you done that before?
- No. - Well, it was amazing!
- That was all ShoutOut. - Thanks.
Although, I think we might've knocked down
this entire building.
[building quaking]
- [gasps] - Mom!
- That was close.
- Time to go!
♪ ♪
- Breaking news,
all of Swellview's problems are gone.
- Because our moms are back.
- That's right, Mary, and all the government officials
who resigned are back at their jobs.
- The other officials tried to stay in their jobs,
but the vice mayor argued to Judge Loophole
that the new people never said "No givebacks."
- An open-and-shut case.
- Indeed.
- In other news, the rumors are flying
that Danger Force is also back.
Our goat on the street had this to say...
[goat bleats]
- But experts say there's a new question.
Is Danger Force here to stay?
- So are we?
[tense music]
all: No.
- Come on, that was a cruel mislead.
- Yeah, it was. [chuckles]
- And the answer is still no.
It's too dangerous.
- Yeah, what if the government finds out
and takes you away to some secret lab?
- If I lose my Bose,
the vice mayor can't just buy me a bigger one.
Trust me. He has tried.
- Wait, what? - Mom, I'm gonna be fine.
- You don't know that.
[overlapping retorts]
- Hey!
I'm usually the last person to say emotional junk like this,
but the four of us
and Captain Man--
I mean, we're better together than we are apart.
[soft dramatic music]
And this is who we are.
You need to accept that.
Right? - This is who I am.
- This is who I am.
- And you need to accept it.
♪ ♪
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.
Only if Schwoz promises to do my hair once a month.
- Oh, me too, me too, me too, me too, me too.
- Oh, well, I am really booked up right now.
I have to color Ray's hair every day.
- [rapidly] No, he doesn't. Shut your mouth, Schwoz.
[normal pace] No, he doesn't. [chuckles nervously]
- Well...
Okay, you're back in Danger Force.
- Yes!
- Yes.
- Yeah!
- [sighs]
I know you wanna sing.
- Ooh, I don't know if I--
♪ Genuine ♪
all: ♪ Moment ♪
- Yeah! - Whoo!
- Yes!
Yes!
Yeah! Whoo!
You feel that, huh? [overlapping shouting]
You feel that?
Yes! Awesome!
That's how you do it! Whoo!
We're back!
♪ ♪
- This was a setback, but Number 20 is still alive.
We are still The Cell,
and we still believe that he is coming.
all: Truly, he is coming.
- The Cell survives.
all: Long live The Cell.
- This isn't over.
♪ ♪
- ♪ Always on the scene in the nick of time ♪
♪ The second I see trouble I know I'll be fine ♪
♪ I'm okay ♪
♪ I'm okay! ♪
♪ Danger ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ ♪
♪ Danger! One, two, three, Force! ♪
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