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- WILL: Jenny! Frankie! Breakfast.

- Whoa, easy, Hoss.

- Sorry, guys, I'm just a little nervous

about this WARPA business.

What kind of terrible people threaten to send your mother

into deep space?

[breathing heavily]

- I'm nervous, too,

but my gyroscopic stabilization system is functioning.

Perhaps I should crack the egg.

- Maybe today should be a cereal day.

Sorry, I guess we're all a little on edge.

- It's true, we're all deeply concerned

about Mom and Cole Reyes.

But be assured, I will not let WARPA harm either one of them.

- I don't understand.

Why did they need to threaten mom and Cole?

- Because they're evil.

They probably like to threaten puppies, too.

Frankie, what can you do? Cynthia said the only way

to ensure their safety was to turn yourself in,

and you're not doing that.

- I will use all my processing power to come up

with a plan to save mom and Cole Reyes.

- Are you coming up with anything?

- I'm still working on it.

I've never been faced with a problem this difficult before.

- Frankie, you might be trying a bit too hard.

Take it easy, you're gonna fry your circuits!

- I cannot take it easy! I must find a solution.

Cynthia Mandal believes I care so much

about Mom and Cole Reyes that I would do anything

to keep them from being hurt.

And she's right.

- Does that mean you'd actually work for WARPA?

- If that is what I need to do to save

the people I care about, then yes.

- [spits] - [gasps]

- Sorry.

- [sighs] - Cinnamon candy?

- How did you sneak those in here?

- In my shoe.

The only thing that is making this prison cell bearable

are these sweet and spicy treats.

- Why do you keep candy in your shoe?

- I don't have enough space in my pockets.

- [scoffs]

- Are you training for a marathon?

Would you stop with the pacing?

- Pacing helps me think, okay?

We need to find a way out of here.

- Excellent, have you thought of anything?

- No, but what about you? Okay?

Since you have experience with WARPA,

why can't you suggest something?

- I'm working on it.

- No, no, can you not? Please, please, just go-- go.

Come on, this is demoralizing.

- Considering the quality of work I've gotten

from you two, it's a wonder I haven't demoted you sooner.

- Give me my phone back.

Please, can you tell him to stop?

- If you didn't want to become childcare providers,

then you should've been better at your jobs.

- No! - Ah, don't worry.

Soon I won't need you two at all.

- What do you mean? - Well, everything's almost set.

My plan's about to come to fruition.

- Frankie, you can't turn yourself in to WARPA.

- There is no other alternative.

- Can't we just tell the International Space Agency

that WARPA took control of their space station?

- Too risky. Cynthia said if we do that,

we'll never see Mom again.

- I calculate a 50% chance that she is bluffing.

But you're correct, it is too great a risk to take.

However, there may be one person we can ask for help.

Dr. Peters. - No!

- He's a liar and a thief. He stole Mom's technology

to create Andrew. - JENNY: Yeah.

And one time, he was chewing gum, I asked for a piece,

and he said he didn't have any left.

He had a whole pack!

- Right, but mostly the thing about stealing Mom's technology.

- It is true that Dr. Peters is not always honest,

but are people not basically good?

- People, yes, but not James Peters.

- Somewhere under all of his lying, cheating,

and selfishness, Dr. Peters is Mom's friend,

and will not turn his back on her when she's in trouble.

Shouldn't we at least try? - I guess it can't hurt.

- ANDREW AND SIMONE: ♪ And everybody gotta talk like that ♪

♪ Oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh

♪ Someday they'll know - [cell phone ringing]

- ANDREW AND SIMONE: ♪ Maybe it's the way my heart beats ♪

- They're good.

Really good, and they owe it all to me.

With the proper guidance, they could be

the next pop sensation.

We can all be rich and famous. [laughs]

Wait a minute, they're not people.

I don't have to pay them a penny.

I could be rich and famous! [laughs]

- ♪

- BOTH: [humming]

- Brace yourselves because I just came up with an idea

that's going to take the music world and the world-world

by storm. Are you ready?!

You're going to be a band! - [phone ringing]

- The first all-android band. - [phone ringing]

- And I'm going to be the visionary manager

who makes it all happen.

There must be something wrong with your processors.

I said, [speaking slowly] you're going to be a--

- A band? No, we heard you.

To be honest, it sounds super lame.

- I agree, sounds like some kind of a scam so you can get rich.

- Yeah. - [phone ringing]

- Aren't you gonna get that phone?

- It's just some pesky telemarketer.

It's not a scam!

I've thought this whole thing out,

I even choreographed your dance moves.

- Mm. - Check this out.

Five, seven, and...

- [laughing]

- Two, three, four. - I like that one, yeah.

- Yeah? - [laughing]

- Alright, alright!

- [laughing]

- Dr. Peters is not picking up.

- [computer alert]

- Maybe it's Sigourney calling from space.

- Hello, Will. Put Frankie on, please.

- I am here. - Frankie, I've given you

enough time. You are to report to the Rhombus

immediately and come alone.

- She's not coming.

- Do you really mean that?

Are you prepared to send Sigourney

to the furthest reaches of the galaxy, never to return?

- Um-- - I hear Alpha Centauri is nice

this time of year. - You monster!

- Do not send Mom to Alpha Centauri.

I will come to the Rhombus.

- You have 60 minutes, Frankie.

If any of you try and make contact with the authorities,

you know what will happen...

to Sigourney and to Cole.

- Frankie, no, stop. We can figure this out.

- We have no time to figure it out.

You heard Cynthia Mandal. I have no choice.

I must go to the Rhombus at once.

- ♪ Feels like things are getting real ♪

♪ Never felt so alive-- never felt so alive ♪

♪ Feels like things are getting real ♪

♪ Re-e-eal

♪ Feels like things are getting real ♪

- Frankie, you can't go.

I won't let you put yourself at risk.

- There is no risk, I'm a machine.

- No, you're not.

Maybe that's how you started out, but--

that's not what you are now.

You're a full member of this family,

and I won't let anything happen to you.

Jenny, raise the electronic barrier.

- That's Cynthia's thing. I don't know anything about it.

- You're good at programming stuff, you can figure it out.

- I'll try.

- Hurry! - The keys are sticking.

I need a new laptop!

- I'm sorry, but this is something I must do.

- I did it! Cool!

- So what's your plan to get us out of here?

- Well, I've been thinking. We know that WARPA uses

electromagnetic pulse weapons, which don't affect humans.

- That's true. They use them on androids.

- Which means... - Which means their weapons

won't affect us.

We--we can escape! Okay. Yeah. Yeah!

- [laughs]

- Okay, we'll work on that.

- Anyways, the bigger problem as I see it is not

escaping from the Rhombus. - No?

- No, it's escaping from this cell.

- Right. Right.

- [sighs]

- You got any more of those candies?

- Mm, here. Ooh, ooh, careful!

The cinnamon is extremely spicy.

- Oh, I'm not gonna eat 'em.

- You must disable the barrier.

- I didn't 'able' the barrier, Jenny did.

Besides, she doesn't know how to turn it off.

- Sure I do, you just press-- - Jenny.

- Right, I'm totally stumped.

- Please, I have to do this.

- No, there's gotta be another way.

- There is not, and I have the overheated circuits to prove it.

My choice is clear.

- Frankie, what are you doing?

- I'm sorry, Jenny Gaines.

- Don't! No! - What happened?!

- She fried the computer! The barrier's down.

- Goodbye, Dad. Goodbye, Jenny Gaines.

- Dayton, do you have a minute?

- I'm supposed to meet Zane in the rehearsal room.

What's up?

- I've playing that game of yours,

and I'm starting to think that it's not really a game.

- What do you mean? - Take this thing, WARPA.

I looked it up on the web

and came up with a big, fat nothing.

- Of course, because I made it up.

- Okay, but then how come when I did a deep dive

into the dark web, my screen lit up like a Christmas tree?

- Well-- - Is WARPA real?

- [laughs]

- Is it? - No.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

- WARPA's not real. - No. Yes!

No! It's not real.

Stop confusing me with your mind tricks!

I have to go.

- Look, I saw you kiss her and that's not right.

Rather, I should say, I saw you kiss 'it'.

Frankenstina's not an 'it'!

She's a...she's a...

A machine, that's all she'll ever be.

How can you say that? I have true feelings for her.

[laughs] Impossible! They can't be real.

How can my feelings not be real if I...if I feel them.

- Zane? Zane?

- Oh. Hey. Well, what'd you think?

- It's a little strange that you're playing both characters.

- You know, I thought so, too,

but now I just think it's avant garde.

I could start a whole new artistic movement.

By the way, where's Frankie?

- That's what I came to tell you.

To be honest-- - No.

- I don't think-- - No!

Don't tell me she's dropping out too, okay?

She's dropping out. Oooh!

Alright, well, it's fine.

Look, I'll play Frankie's role. - Zane?

- I'll just--I'll just play all of the roles.

- Zane, it's time to give up on the play!

- Are you kidding? - I just think--

- Look, Dayton, the first lesson of show business

is that the show must go on. You know this.

- Actually, I don't!

I don't know anything about show business.

- What are you talking about? You're a producer.

- No, I'm not.

Zane, there is no drama club called Standing Room Only,

and if there was, I wouldn't be in it.

I made all that stuff up.

- You made it up?

Why?

Frankie!

Great, you are here and we can finally rehearse!

I'll just forget all about that

and chalk it up as pre-show jitters.

- I'm not here to rehearse, Zane Markosian.

Dayton Reyes, there's something I need to tell you--privately.

- But this--this is a rehearsal. You can't just walk out!

And don't come back until you're ready to work.

- WARPA has taken Cole Reyes.

- [gasps]

- Okay, okay, they should be here soon.

Help! Help, something's wrong with my dad!

- Is this another trick?

- No, no, no, I swear, look at him.

- [groans] Ow.

- Look, they just came out of nowhere, I swear.

[grunts]

Come on, come on! Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

- Close the door. Close the door!

Brilliant!

Come on.

Oh, cinnamon candy is perfect for a refreshing pick-me-up

while escaping from a maximum security lock-up.

Mm, mm, mm!

- We haven't escaped yet.

- Mm, mm!

Oh, Cole, look out! [yelps]

[Oh, I told you those things don't work on humans.

- You'd think I've never been shot by an EMP before.

Come on, his way! - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[yelps]

- Amateurs.

Time to send a boy to do a man's job.

Beto, go stop them.

- Yes, Mommy.

- Come on. Come on.

Let's go.

The elevator! - What?

Hey! - Come on, come on!

- What are you--

- This is it! - Is this the way out?

- Yeah. It's right up here.

- Whoa! Ah, hey, kid, are you lost?

- That's not a kid. - What?

- I don't think he's lost.

- Eh--

- Hey, little buddy. You okay?

I'm just gonna...

[grunts]

[groans]

- Young man, that is no way to act--

[yelps]

- No boy tries to--ah! Okay, okay.

[grunts] [pants]

Again?! - Stand still!

[yelps] Where did he go?

- Here I am.

- [yells]

[groans]

[mutters incoherently]

He's definitely not a kid.

No, no, wait, you--no! No!

[struggling]

No! No!

You were right, this is not a kid.

- I don't understand, how can WAR--

warthogs be so adorable when their names are so ugly?

Hey, Rachel! - Rachel Brandt,

can we please have the room for a couple minutes?

- Sure, no problem.

- Rachel is suspicious.

She figured out WARPA's real.

How could WARPA have Cole? What about NGETS?!

- NGETS was a WARPA trick. It was them all along.

- That must be why your care package couldn't be delivered.

- I am sorry, Dayton Reyes.

- What do you think they want with him?

- I believe they took Cole Reyes to ensure

that I cooperate with them.

This is all my fault. None of this would've happened

if I hadn't like-liked Cole Reyes.

- Don't be ridiculous, Frankie. You can't be responsible

for someone else being...evil.

- I promise I will not let anything bad

happen to Cole Reyes. No matter what.

- What does that mean?

You're gonna help WARPA with their plans

for world domination?

- If it means it will save Cole Reyes and my mom,

then yes, I will help them.

At least until I can come up with another plan.

- Where are you going? - The Rhombus.

- I'm going with you. - No, Dayton Reyes.

Cynthia Mandal insisted I come alone.

And besides, I can't let you put yourself in any more danger.

This is something I must do on my own.

- Where have you been? I was looking all over for you.

Why did you run out?

- Zane, I really can't talk right now.

- What about the play? - I'm really sorry, Zane.

I'll explain everything later, I promise.

But right now, I have to go.

- Wait, Dayton, wait. Just tell me!

Why did you lie about Standing Room Only

and about being a producer?

- Because I like you, okay?

- She likes me as in... like-likes me?

- DAYTON: How can WARPA have Cole?

What about NGETS?

- NGETS was a WARPA trick. It was them all along.

- I knew it.

- Dayton, is Frankie with you? - No.

She said she was going to turn herself in to WARPA.

I was hoping she'd changed her mind.

She's really going through with it.

- There's nothing we can do to stop her.

Believe me, we tried. - [computer alert]

- If this is Mom, don't let her know

anything is going on. We don't want to worry her.

- Hey, gang, how's everyone doing?

- Um...good. We're doing...good.

- [laughs] Is Frankie around?

- Aah! I can't do it. I can't lie to you, Sig.

Frankie is giving herself up to WARPA in order to save you.

- Wh--save me? From what?

- Way to not worry her, Dad.

- WILL: Cynthia has taken control of the space station,

and she's gonna send you all out into deep space

if she doesn't give herself up.

- Cynthia Mandal and WARPA?

No, there must be some mistake.

Oh, no. No, no, no, no!

What does she want Frankie to do?

- Help WARPA with their plans for world domination!

Hi, Dr. Gaines, it's Dayton.

- Hi. Dayton.

What are you doing about this, Will?

Did you contact the International Space Agency?

Or Interpol or somebody?! - We can't.

Cynthia said if we told anybody, then...whoosh.

- Then I'll do it. - [static]

- Mom! - Sigourney!

- Sigourney won't be contacting anybody.

I've shut down space station communications

and I'm keeping them down until Frankie does

what she needs to do.

I do hope you had a nice visit.

- Frankie wouldn't have gone to WARPA

if she didn't know what she was doing.

She must have some kind of plan.

- I hope you're right. I really hope you're right.

- She's here.

I told you you'd come to me of your own free will.

- You have me now, so you need to let Cole Reyes go

and stop holding my mom and the other astronauts hostage.

- Not so fast.

We have plenty to do and I need to ensure your cooperation.

- You will have it. What do you need from me?

- Well, to start with, we need your code

so we can duplicate it to create our android army.

- There's gotta be something we can do.

- I've got it.

If we can hack into WARPA's systems,

we can disable their hold on the space station.

If they can't threaten Dr. Gaines,

they lose their leverage on Frankie.

- Yeah!

[exhales] But they still have Cole.

- Right, but then Frankie can just bust him out.

Breaking their hold on the space station is key.

- Right.

Jenny, you got this.

- What makes you think I can do it?

- You did help me sync my laptop and my phone that one time.

- I don't know. - What about Dr. Peters?

- We tried calling him. He didn't pick up.

- Maybe Andrew knows where he is.

He says...

Dr. Peters is home.

- I can't believe he's ghosting us.

What a jerk. - [sighs]

Now we have to go over there and get un-ghosted.

- I've never seen code like this before.

It's a thing of beauty. - Really?

It looks pretty similar to Andrew's to me.

- [scoffs]

It's like comparing a Rembrandt to a finger painting.

You can hang them both on the wall,

but only one of them is a work of art.

Dr. Gaines is truly a genius.

Now that we have her perfect code,

nothing will stop our master plan.

[laughs]

What just happened?!

- It looks like she put up a firewall.

Why did you do that?

- Take it down, disarm it. - I'm--I'm trying.

It appears to be impenetrable.

- I'll show those snotty androids

I know how to bust a move.

Five, six, seven, eight and--

- [disco music playing]

♪

- [knocking]

- WILL: Peters, we know you're in there!

We can hear the disco music!

- Now I gotta start over.

- ♪

- [clears throat]

- DR. PETERS: Hey.

- Dr. Peters, you have to help us.

- If you do, no one has to know about what we just saw.

- What have you done?

I thought we had a deal.

- I didn't intentionally activate my firewall.

- I believe you.

You're having an internal battle.

You have an innate sense of right and wrong,

and it's fighting against our master plan

even at the risk of your mother and Cole.

It's quite unusual. And remarkable.

- I'm glad you understand. - I do.

And I know exactly how to get you to cooperate again.

Show her the surveillance cameras.

Their lives are in your hands, Frankie.

Whether you ever see them again is completely up to you.

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