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- Welcome back. I trust you remember this place.

Your escape was a valiant effort,

but it was doomed from the beginning.

- [zapping]

- We know everything about your programming

and can predict what you're going to do

even before you know it. - This is all a setup.

- You performed as expected, except for one thing--

Simone risked her escape by going back for you.

- I told her to save herself. - But she didn't.

And that goes against

standard android self-preservation programming.

- That's 'cause we're not standard androids.

- Which is why we have to do more

than just separate you two within the Rhombus.

We're sending Andrew to our sister facility.

I hope your cooling system is working properly,

because it gets mighty hot in the desert.

- So, I've been thinking about our rescue plan, and I just--

- You're amazed what the three of us can do

when we put our minds to something?

- You're impressed with

how we've planned for every contingency?

- No, I think we're nuts.

If WARPA fed Tammy bogus info, it means they know we're coming.

They'll be waiting for us.

We'll be toast-- burnt toast.

- Breathe, Cole. We have a plan.

- I will tap into WARPA's internal communication

and monitor the movements of security personnel.

- DAYTON: If they send guards,

we will see that they're coming and skedaddle.

- Actually, that sounds really smart.

Okay, yeah, yeah, I am starting to feel a lot better.

You know, I am impressed

with the way you handled all of those consistencies.

- Contingencies. - Those too.

- I just thought of a contingency

I hadn't planned for.

- You said you had them all covered.

- We covered the known knowns and the known unknowns,

but there's still some unknown unknowns.

- Oh, my brain hurts. - WARPA may be able to detect

monitoring of their communications.

If they backtrace my signal, it could lead them to us.

- That sounds not good. - Not good at all.

I will have to switch off my communications

for as long as we're inside.

- What if someone on the outside tapped into WARPA and guided us?

- That could work. But who?

He or she must be technologically savvy,

care about Andrew, and be trustworthy.

- [beeping]

- No one fits the criteria.

However, there is one person that may be suitable.

- Andrew...dear, dear Andrew.

He was my greatest accomplishment,

and now he's gone.

No one will ever know what I achieved.

Excuse me!

- But about Andrew,

you'd want him back if you could have him, right?

- Of course!

I spent a fortune on those parts.

- You know, I don't want you to feel like

we're judging you or anything, but it kinda sounds like--

- Kinda sounds like it's all about you.

- Do you miss Andrew or not? - Let me show you.

Come with me!

- ♪

- [door shuts]

- Whoa!

- That's really, uh... - A large photo?

- A touching tribute? - I was gonna say weird.

Oh, I didn't know Andrew played guitar.

- I was still working on the guitar program

when those scoundrels took him.

Now it's perfected, I wish I could've installed it.

The boy would shred-- shred, I tell you!

[sobs]

- Dr. James Peters,

we have a plan to get Andrew back from WARPA.

But we'll need your help. - I'll do it.

- Okay, so, I don't get it.

How can we talk to Dr. Peters on your phone and not get caught?

- 'Cause we loaded it

with encryption and signal-masking software.

It's totally undetectable.

As long as we have this thing, the plan is foolproof.

[gasps] - [thud]

- Unless I drop it!

[sighs]

We're good!

- ♪

- [beeping]

- ANDREW: Think you can reach it?

- SIMONE: No doubt.

- ♪

- SIMONE: Yeah.

- [exhales]

- SIMONE: Why do those WARPA jerks

keep putting surveillance gear in here?

Don't they know we're just gonna keep smashing it?

- [zapping]

- We don't have much time before they put in another camera.

I need to find a way out of here.

[grunts]

- What about me?

- You're not the one going to the desert.

- It doesn't sound so bad.

It only gets up to 113 degrees.

Our systems are safe up to 140.

- Who knows what else is in store for me there?

I mean, this place isn't exactly a party.

And the head at the sister facility is way worse.

- So what's the plan? Knock out the maintenance guys

when they come to put in a camera?

- That's gonna cause too much attention.

Wait, I have an idea. I'm sending you a picture.

- [beeping]

- We knock out Sykes. I like it.

- No, you see the key? That opens the cell.

All we need to do is make a copy and we can get out of here.

- Make a copy out of what? There's nothing in here.

- That's where you come in.

- ♪

- DAYTON: Frankie, it's time! You almost ready?

- Yes, I'm ready.

- Oh, don't forget to switch off your communications.

- My programming doesn't allow me to forget.

I just need to send a message to Dad so he doesn't worry.

- [beeping] - And sent.

- Um, what did you tell him?

I know you're programmed not to lie.

- I just told him the truth--I'm with you two.

Oh, no. I should've anticipated that.

- What's wrong? - Dad texted back.

He wants to know if he can join us

because he enjoys hanging out with Cole Reyes.

I will just not respond to that part of his message.

I'll simply tell him I'll be home in time for the party.

- Oh, that's right--

your mom's "Good luck in space" party is today.

What if we're not back in time? - We must make sure we are.

- ♪

- Hello, guys. - Hi, Dad!

I didn't realize you were home. - Yeah, me neither.

- Well, my basement-dwelling days are over!

Today is moving day,

and I cannot wait for you two to see the new pad.

Oh, where are you guys going dressed like that?

- Uh...um...

- ♪ Feels like things are gettin' real ♪

♪ Never felt so alive

♪ Felt so alive

♪ Feels like things are gettin' real ♪

♪ Real

♪ Feels like things are gettin' real ♪

- Well, um, it's--it's like, this, um....help me.

- It's, uh...it's a little hard to explain.

- PHONE RINGTONE: Answer, answer, answer me!

- One sec.

- RINGTONE: Answer, answer, answer me!

- It's Zane.

- Zane Markosian is the boy whom Dayton Reyes like likes...

- Hey, Zane! So, how's the play coming along?

- Dayton, you're needed on planet Earth.

- Be quiet, Cole.

- [clears throat]

- Uh, Zane, can I call you back?

I'm just in the middle of something.

- Yes, and now where were we?

- You were waiting for an answer to your question,

"Where are you guys going dressed like that?"

but were interrupted

when Dayton Reyes took a call to discuss the school play.

- Thanks, Frankie. That's helpful.

- Uh...the school play!

We are auditioning for the play.

At school.

And these are our costumes.

- Well, since when have you been interested in theater?

- Dayton Reyes's interest in theater coincided exactly

with her meeting Zane Markosian.

- That's actually... um, that's true.

- COLE: And--and--and for me,

I'm trying to-- to branch out, you know?

Tennis is my only extracurricular.

- Well, that is terrific.

[laughs]

And as they say in the theater, break a leg!

[clicks tongue]

- ♪

- Easy, Mom! - Sorry, sweetie.

I'm going to be gone for a long time.

I need to get my hugs in while I can.

- Fine. - [laughs]

- How come Frankie's not here?

Yeah, I got six months of hugs for her too.

- She's out with Dayton and Cole.

She'll be home for the party.

- She's on cleanup since she's not helping with setup.

- Why does she have to be with Dayton and Cole

on my last full day on Earth?

- Why couldn't I go with them?

- What are they doing, anyway?

- Just...normal teenage things.

- ♪

- All right, last one, and the truck will be here soon.

Let's go grab a coffee before it gets here.

- All clear. Let's move.

- ♪

- Creepy. - Yeah, tell me about it.

- Everyone in.

Cole Reyes, did you bring the tape?

- Right here.

Here we go. Next stop, WARPA.

- ♪

- If I pull out the wrong thing, I could disable you.

- Then don't pull out the wrong thing.

[sighs]

My power supply's in a metal box.

- Okay, removing power supply. - No, no, stop!

I can't function without a power supply.

What's the matter with you?

- Hey, I was just following your directions.

- I need the little steel door to the box

to make the key out of. - Okay, here goes.

How do you plan on making a key out of that?

- The hard way.

- ♪

- Our intel indicates intruders

will attempt to infiltrate the facility through this door.

- How do we know that? - They hacked our computers.

But we laid a trap for them showing this entrance

as completely unguarded.

- Nice.

- [clap] - Mm!

- Be alert.

And if you see anything suspicious, use extreme force.

- [door opens] - You got it.

Hey, identify yourself! - Uh, it's me, George.

- Don't get smart with me, George.

What's in the box? - Uh, android parts, I think.

- You think? Or you know?

Did you look in the box?

- No. Should I have?

- Trick question, George! Try to keep up.

- [sighs]

- Get going. Let's go.

Get going, all of you.

- ♪

- Come on, guys. Coast is clear.

- ♪

- COLE: A little help, please?

- ♪

- Thanks.

- Ahem! Okay, uh, where to, Frankie?

- [beeping]

- The roof.

- ♪

- Uh oh. - Just act natural.

- Oh, I thought my heart was gonna pop out of my chest.

- I know what you mean. I nearly overclocked my CPU.

This way.

- ♪

- We're almost there.

Call Dr. Peters.

- Dr. Peters, are you there? It's Dayton.

- DR. PETERS: 10-2, receiving well.

What's your 20? - What's my what?

- DR. PETERS: Your location! It's radio talk.

- Oh, we're heading to the roof. Stand by.

Things are going to start happening fast.

- DR. PETERS: Will code, standing by, 10-10.

- ♪

- Socket wrench!

- ♪

- [whirring]

- [clanking]

- Wait, I got the tools, Frankie has the roaches.

What's in your briefcase? - The universal key we made!

- You have a whole briefcase for a key?

- DAYTON: And snacks.

- Releasing roboroaches.

- [beeping]

- [whirring]

- Next stop, Andrew LaPierre.

- ♪

- [scurrying]

- Bug? [gags]

[screams]

- Hey, slow down.

WARPA agents don't run in the Rhombus.

- Hide, hide, hide! - No, just act natural.

- Dirty, filthy, disgusting bugs!

They're everywhere!

- Come on.

Is this it?

- Andrew LaPierre, we're taking you home.

- [door creaks]

- ♪

- Okay, how do we even know this is his cell?

- The WARPA files we received from Tammy Gilroy

confirmed this.

- I knew it. They were bogus!

- Maybe they moved him. - Maybe we're too late.

In his text, Andrew LaPierre said time was running out.

Maybe time is... out.

Andrew LaPierre, where are you?

- Do you even know where you're going?

- Not really.

- ♪

- Then how do you know we're going the right way?

- Well, you can always go back to the cell.

- No way, keep going.

- [scurrying]

- What should we do? - Let's conduct a search.

Maybe Andrew LaPierre broke out.

- We don't even know where to look, okay?

This place is huge.

I say we get out while the getting's good.

- I hate to say it, but I agree with Cole.

I think we need to abort the mission.

- Let me try one thing first.

- What are you thinking?

- I'll transmit a Bluetooth connection request.

If Andrew LaPierre's nearby,

he'll receive the request and see that I'm here.

Once connected, I'll be able to find him easily.

- Frankie, no.

You said that if you use your communications gear,

WARPA might be able to--

- [alarm buzzing] - --track us!

- MAN: Security personnel, intruder alert.

- Turning off Bluetooth.

- MAN: Unauthorized personnel detected in sector seven.

- What sector are we in? Asking for a friend.

- Can we go now, please?

- They're in the building. Get to the androids' cell, now!

- All right, men, you heard the head.

Let's go! Move out, move out!

Let's go, let's go! Move out, let's go!

- Okay, you better not be calling Zane.

- Dr. Peters, we need help.

Um, no, Andrew's not here, I'm sorry.

- Just get us out of here!

- Okay!

You've got a squadron of bogeys heading right for your position.

Proceed south down corridor B.

There are double doors on your right.

Go through and close them behind you.

- [alarm buzzing]

- Remotely locking doors.

- ♪

- There should be a doorway around the corner on your left.

- [alarm buzzing]

- I'll unlock it for you. - [typing]

- [beeping]

- Uh oh.

- Uh oh? What's uh oh?

- Uh oh--an exclamation used to express alarm, dismay,

or realization of a difficulty.

- DR. PETERS: There's another group of guards.

They're coming at you from both directions.

You're surrounded! - Uh oh.

- There are doors on the right.

- This one's locked.

Try the universal key! - No, it's no good.

Dr. Peters, can you help us unlock this door remotely?

- DR. PETERS: Negative. The plans say it's the SCIF.

It's secured by a retinal scanner.

You're not getting in there.

- What do we do? - I'll get us inside.

- How?

- [beeping]

- We're wasting time.

- Frankie, we need to keep moving.

- [beeping]

- ♪

- Go, go, go!

- [alarm buzzing]

- We're in. - DR. PETERS: Stay there.

I'll let you know when the coast is clear.

- Let's get this party started! - ♪

- Ugh, Dad, no, not your old blah band.

- Ska, not blah.

And Al Skapone and the Ska Flas are the ultimate party band.

Sig, tell Jenny how we rocked that faculty mixer

back in college. - Your ska was pretty blah.

- [giggles] Told you so!

- I'm sorry.

I just can't stop thinking about Frankie.

Why isn't she here yet? - She'll be here.

- I'm gonna track her.

- We said we wouldn't do that anymore.

We have to let her be independent.

- She doesn't mind. And it'll make me feel better.

Huh, her location services is switched off.

That's weird.

- DAYTON: What is this place? - FRANKIE: It's a SCIF--

a Sensitive Compartmented Information Facility.

It's where organizations store their most secret files.

This computer is not linked to any network.

- [typing]

- I think I just found their master plan.

- What makes you think that?

- Oh.

- We have to see what's in this file.

If we know what WARPA's up to, it'll help us keep you safe.

It's encrypted.

- DR. PETERS: You guys are clear.

Move out! - Come on, we're clear.

- Wait, can you crack the encryption?

- I can try, but it'll take time.

- That's one thing we don't have.

- Let's make a copy.

- [typing]

- Come on.

- DR. PETERS: Head west to the C stairwell.

- [alarm buzzing]

- ♪

- MAN: Freeze, now!

- MAN: Hands where I can see them.

Wait, Frankie?

- Andrew LaPierre. - What are you doing here?

- DAYTON: We came to break you out.

- That's funny, because we already broke out.

- Okay, who's we? - I'm Simone.

- What is your last name?

- I'm an android. I don't have a last name.

- I am an android and I have a last name, Gaines.

I am Frankie Gaines.

There are nearly 25,000 people in the United States alone

with the name Simone.

A last name would be helpful in avoiding confusion.

- Okay, yeah, hi. We need to go now!

- Hey, Coleslaw, you came too? I didn't know you cared.

- We have the package.

- DR. PETERS: Package? What are you talking about?

- Andrew! We got Andrew!

- DR. PETERS: Hallelujah!

What's that got to do with a package?

- It's radio talk.

Never mind. Just get us out of here.

- DR. PETERS: Proceed down the stairs to the sub-basement.

From there, you'll be able to access the sewers.

That'll get you out of there.

- Okay. Downstairs, now.

- Wait, who's she talking to? - Your father, Dr. James Peters.

- He's the one who turned me over to WARPA.

You can't trust him!

- No, Andrew LaPierre, he's helping us.

He cares for you just as Sigourney Gaines cares for me.

Well, perhaps not exactly as Sigourney Gaines cares for me.

But in his own way.

- [ska music playing]

- [grunts]

Sorry. One shrimp per customer.

Have some crudités.

Having fun? - No, I'm not.

I'm worried sick about Frankie. Where could she be?

- Maybe she forgot?

- She's not capable of forgetting.

Something must've happened to her.

- Crudité?

- ♪

- Easy, Frankie!

- I'm sorry, I'm late for Mom's party!

- How much farther?

- DR. PETERS: You're almost there.

On your left you should see a door marked

"Authorized Personnel Only" - All right, this is it!

Freedom is just behind this door!

- Hands up! Nobody move.

- Dr. Peters did this. I knew we couldn't trust him.

- Hands up!

Cuff 'em!

- Forget this!

- ♪

- [zapping]

- ♪

- [zapping]

- ♪

- [zapping]

- Aah!

- [gasps] - Andrew LaPierre!

- Did you guys see that?

Andrew went down like a ton of bricks and he's superhuman.

I'm not superhuman. I'm just...human human!

- No need to panic. We will find a way out of here.

- I have to help Andrew LaPierre.

- Wait! - Frankie, no!

- [zapping]

- ♪

- [zapping]

- ♪

- [zapping] - [thud]

- [gasps]

- ♪

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