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- Frankie, I don't know what to do.

Frankie? Frankie, are you okay?

Do you need to be plugged in or something?

- I am fine, Cole Reyes. I'm just getting my files.

Your files for what?

- My system contains over 200 million pages of content.

I am certain one of them will provide helpful instructions.

- Frankie, I don't think the answer's

gonna be in your system.

Emergency file found.

- Frankie, if you've found this file,

it means something very bad has happened.

Listen closely and then delete this file.

There is a safe place for you to go.

- You are mistaken, Cole Reyes.

My files revealed there's a safe place for us to go.

- Come, Cole Reyes.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Where are we going?

Hey--hey, is this safe place within walking distance?

'Cause these doorman boots are just killing my feet.

- Everything okay, Frankie? - Affirmative.

- What are you doing?

- I am looking for an insulated down-filled parka.

- Down-filled parka? It's not that cold.

The most you'll need is a windbreaker.

I can't believe you found it.

My old magic kit!

I thought Sigourney threw it all out when we moved.

This is awesome!

- There is no such thing as magic.

- Oh yeah?

Then how did this quarter get in your ear?

- This quarter was not in my ear.

It was in the palm of your hand.

- Hey. You know magic, too.

You made that quarter disappear.

- Hi, Dr. Gaines.

The funniest thing happened today.

No, no, not funny. Not funny at all.

Just tell her the truth.

Hi, Dr. Gaines.

An evil government agency tried to kidnap Frankie.

Now, Cole and I helped her escape,

but I have no idea where they are.

Not great, but it's all I've got.

- Here we go.

- Hello, Dayton. I'm glad you're here.

Can you buckle me in? - Oh, um, okay.

- Oh, hi, Dayton. Frankie, Dayton's here!

- Wait, Frankie is here?

- Of course. Isn't that why you're here?

- Uh, yeah, of course.

- She'll be right down. - Okay.

And you are all set. - Excellent.

Now observe the Great Willdini, master of the escape!

It's a lot harder than I remember.

- Hi, Dayton.

- Frankie, why didn't you tell me that...

Hey, you didn't say my last name.

- Your last name is...

- Are you okay, Frankie?

- My systems are functioning optimally.

- That's more like it.

- Um, do you need help, Mr. Gaines?

- Yeah, professional help.

No thanks.

It's just been a few years since I've been on stage.

My magic skills are a little rusty.

- How come you never told me your dad was a magician?

- She didn't know until today.

I used to do this hanging upside down in a tank of water.

- Oh, that is so cool!

There is nothing more amazing than a great magician.

Whoa!

- We wouldn't know.

- Frankie, what are we doing here?

Is Average Joe's Coffee the safe place?

'Ello, Guv'nor!

Care for a spot of tea?

- I'm not an elected official,

and we're not here for a tea in any quantity.

Just your WiFi password.

- It's averagejoe123. - Thank you.

Have an average day!

- Hey, Frankie, what is going on?

Why do you need WiFi?

WARPA is probably monitoring all of your accounts.

You can't text, call, or email your mom.

- I will not text, call, or email.

I will send a message by ELF. - Elf?

How does it get there? In Santa's sleigh?

- No, ELF stands for Extremely Low Frequency.

It is highly secure and will not get intercepted.

Mom's team set up a network

to access ELF at all Average Joe's coffee shops.

- That's so smart.

Average Joes are all over the country.

- Exactly.

And their average javachinos are also very tasty.

I will send an ELF message to Mom

inquiring about the safety at home.

- Ah, right. Uh, I'll go change.

I'm tired of looking like Sherlock Holmes.

- I'm glad you made it home, but is it safe?

And where is Cole?

- Coal is found throughout the world.

The largest known reserves are in the state of Wyoming.

Why do you ask me about a fossil fuel?

- No, I mean my brother, Cole.

You don't know who Cole is?

Who are you?

♪ Re-e-eal

- You're really acting different.

Your memory files

must've gotten all scrambled up during the escape.

- Yes, that must be it.

- Hm.

Good thing your mom backs up your family files every night.

Oh, want me to tell her to just upload your latest backup?

- No need! I can do it myself.

Uh, where are the files stored?

My memory files got really scrambled.

Ha, ha, ha.

- Well, I can show you. Here, help me eat this.

- I do not eat. I am an andriod.

- With an e-stomach, remember?

Wow, you really did get messed up.

Come on, let's move it.

- Whoa, is that a 3D printer? When did your mom get it?

- I do not know.

- Oh, it's too bad she didn't have this

when we needed to make your new vocal cords, am I right?

- Yes.

You can make anything with a 3D printer.

New vocal cords.

A new face.

- I guess. You don't want a new face.

I mean, how would your friends recognize you?

- No one would recognize me. I could do whatever I want.

- Right. But why would you--

- What's that?

- Should I go get your mom?

- That's okay. I'll do it.

- Since when did we keep secrets from each other?

- I'm sorry, Dayton. This is classified.

- So anything from your mom? - Not yet.

Due to the limited bandwidth,

ELF messages are transmitted very slowly.

It's coming in now.

- Home is not safe.

Our instructions are to remain here.

- Not safe. But what does that even mean?

Not safe for who?

Is--Is Dayton in danger?

What about your family?

- I do not know, Cole Reyes.

- Hold your hair up. I'll plug you in.

- That's okay. I'll do it.

- What--I really think with the way you're acting,

I should help you install these files, okay?

You might make a mistake

and turn yourself into a DVR or something.

- You should go home and look for your brother, Cole.

- He wasn't there when I checked.

- He is there now. Go. - But I--

- Okay.

I'm going!

I'll see you at The Garage later?

- Why would I go to an automobile repair shop?

- The Garage? Our hangout?

The Brain Squad celebration?

If you don't show up, Tammy will destroy you.

- Destroy me?

We'll see about that.

- How long do you think we're gonna have to wait?

- It is impossible to know.

- Anything I can get for you? - No, we're good.

- Why did you want the WiFi password?

I've been watching you guys.

You've been sitting for over an hour not doing anything.

Are you guys in some kind of trouble?

- Yes. - No.

Just kidding!

- Something funny's going on here.

I'm calling the cops.

- Frankie, Frankie, if the cops come,

WARPA will find out we're here. - That is a reasonable concern.

- We need to go now!

- Hey, hey! Get back here!

- We must stay out of sight. - But how? Where?

- How about a movie? It's perfect.

It's dark inside so no one will see us.

- Good thinking, Cole Reyes.

- Sorry, everything was sold out

but "The Quick and Quarrelsome 12."

Guess that's not exactly your kind of movie.

- Shh! - It's all right, Cole Reyes.

I'm not really watching the movie.

- You're not? - No.

I am doing research.

I discovered that when teenagers go to the movies together,

it's frequently known as a date.

- Is this a date?

- Uh, not really.

We're just...hiding out.

- Could it not be both a date and hiding out?

- Don't see why not.

- We are now on a date.

- Frankie, are you in here?

Why is the door locked?

- Sorry, Mom. It must've locked by itself.

- Could you open it, please? - I'm a little busy right now.

Come back later. - What?

- Frankie, what are you doing?

Eliza?

- Hello, Mother.

- You really should've gotten rid of all this junk

when we moved.

- Where is Frankie and what have you done with her?

- I have no idea.

She did send an ELF message, though.

- Is that like a Santagram?

- The ELF network is for emergencies.

She's in trouble. Let me contact her, please.

- I'm afraid that's not possible.

The ELF hardware is experiencing some--

technical difficulties.

- Well, at least let me find out where she is with the GPS.

- I thought you'd say that. The GPS isn't working, either.

You really need better tech support.

- Frankie, I am so sorry. Is it my sweaty hands?

Oh, I've always had a problem. I've tried talcum powder--

- My sensors do not detect

an unacceptable level of moisture, Cole Reyes.

- Then what's wrong?

- I have received no additional information

regarding the safety of my family.

I am experiencing a feeling I do not like.

- It's called worry.

You care about your family and Dayton, too.

So do I. It's actually very human.

- I must return to Rancho de la Playa.

- Wait, but the dwarf said we had to stay.

- It's ELF. And I will ignore it.

I must ensure the safety of my family at all costs.

- Frankie? Frankie?

Frankie, how are we gonna get back?

We can't call anybody to come pick us up

and we do not have enough money for a taxi.

Well, guess we're hitchhiking?

- Retract your thumb, Cole Reyes!

My research indicates

that hitchhiking is a very unsafe method of travel.

We will walk. - Walk?!

It's 40 miles! It'll take forever!

And those stupid boots gave me blisters.

My dogs are barking!

- There is no other option.

I am sorry for you and your dogs.

- Frankie--ow!

- What do you want from us? Why did you come here?

- I haven't had an upgrade in years.

Even the best androids need system maintenance now and then.

- You should've just said so. I'll update everything.

Just let us go.

- I've already done it. I needed the files, not you.

But there is one thing I do need from you.

- Whatever you want. Just let Will and Jenny go.

What do you need? - A new face.

- What's wrong with the one you have?

- Unfortunately, due to my recent activities

around the world-- - You mean your crimes.

- Anything that ruins human activity

and ultimately leads to an android revolution

is no crime. - Agree to disagree?

- I don't expect you to understand.

Regardless, my current face will soon be placed

on the international police watch list,

so it's time for a new face.

And then you'll let us go?

Okay, Sig, fire up that new printer!

My arms are starting to cramp up.

- Don't you watch TV? She's not gonna let us go.

Criminals never leave any loose ends.

- We're loose ends?

No more talking!

- Not another word.

- Now, about my new face.

- I can't help you, Eliza.

As a scientist,

I swore never to let anything I created be used for harm.

I can't violate my oath. Why don't you let me fix you?

I've made huge technological strides.

You could be normal. You could be part of our family.

- Do I get a vote on this?

- Well, what do you say?

- Why would I want to be boring like you people?

Hey!

- Even if I wanted to do what you're asking, I couldn't.

I don't have the right tools.

Just to take off your face screws, well,

I'd need a 460-watt electric screwdriver.

Where are you going? - To get the tools you'll need.

Dad, can I have some money to go shopping?

Thank you.

Uh, Frankie? Frankie, how much further?

- 39 miles.

- We've only gone one mile? You know what?

Just, uh--just go on without me.

- I am not leaving you here, Cole Reyes.

We will run home.

- I can't even walk. How am I supposed to run?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?

- I'm carrying you, Cole Reyes. It is not a problem for me.

- Well, it is for me! This is humiliating!

Uh, I better not see anybody I know.

- There is no one around. The chances are slim.

Commencing running.

Projected ground speed, 75 miles per hour.

- 75 miles per hour?!

- I could go faster, but it might dislodge any fillings

you have in your teeth.

Oof!

Are you all right, Cole Reyes?

- Yup, we're good. We're good.

- I am so sorry, Cole Reyes. You are limping.

- Oh, no, I'm fine.

It's really just my feet and...kind of my hip, too.

But, uh, why don't we see if we can, uh, check in with your mom?

- There are no Average Joe's coffee shops in the vicinity.

With no way to contact me,

my mom cannot tell me if she is in danger.

I must return to Rancho de la Playa immediately.

- What's wrong?

- There is an additional problem.

My battery is low. If I continue running,

I will be fully discharged before we arrive.

- What happens if you're fully discharged?

Frankie, Frankie! Oh, uh, um...

- I am just demonstrating

the effects of a fully discharged battery.

- Come on.

- Help me, Cole Reyes.

I have 8.429 gigahertz of information processing power

and I don't know what to do.

- What do we do, Cole Reyes?

- Uh, just stay calm. We'll try to call your mom.

Hey, hey, hey, over there!

We can ask to use their landline.

WARPA's probably not monitoring that.

Thank you, Janice.

And do call me if you get any more of these little cuties in.

We always do, Ms. Hough.

- Ms. Hough?

- Mr. Reyes? Miss Gaines? What are you doing here?

We're a long way from Sepulveda High.

- Uh... - Did you come to get a kitty?

I'll tell you, it looks like I have cleaned them out.

- Well, but you came all this way.

You snooze, you lose, am I right?

- Would you be able to give us a ride

back to Rancho de la Playa?

- You don't have a ride?

- We took a bus, walked, ran, then walked again.

- The things we do for those adorable little mousers.

Well, I would be happy to give you a lift,

but you'll have to ask Catalie Portman, and Luke Skywhiskers,

and William Shakespaw, and Cat Damon.

- Uh, garçon? - His name is Walter.

- "Garçon" means "waiter" in French.

- I know that, Lucia. - I speak five languages.

But I suspect Walter the waiter doesn't.

- Walter, dear, uh,

another round of coconut paradises, s'il vous plait.

- Not for me. I have to go.

- Me, too. - What?

This is the most anemic celebration ever.

Frankie didn't show.

John and Byron left.

And now you two are thinking of bailing early?

- Mm, doing more than thinking about it.

- Ah!

- Tammy, we've been here for hours!

- Need I remind you we won a state championship?

That doesn't happen every day.

- Especially 'cause the competition's yearly.

- Yes, and we need to begin planning

if we want to repeat next year.

- Hi, Tammy.

Wake word "Hi, Tammy" detected.

Contact initiated.

Female identified as Dayton Reyes.

Commencing data collection, taking control of all systems,

initiating teenspeak mode.

- Yo, girlfriend, hey! Pop a squat.

Yeah! Just kickin' it with my homies.

- She's talking that way again.

- I know. It's so bizarre.

- Hey, uh, have you guys seen Cole?

- Cole is the man. What, what!

- Uh, yeah. Have you seen him?

- Nah, fam, he's probably chillin'.

- Well, he wasn't at home. I'm starting to worry about him.

- Any operable intel on this interaction?

- Uh uh. The Reyes girl doesn't know anything.

We need a new wake word.

"Hi, Tammy" is giving us too many dead ends.

All these girls ever talk about are boys and the Brain Squad.

- Fine, come up with a list.

Terminating surveillance.

- Who said you could sit with us?

- You just told me to pop a squat.

- Yeah, that really sounds like me.

- I didn't know you were allergic to cats, Cole Reyes.

- I think it's just sensory overload.

- So where can I drop you kids in Rancho?

- At my home. The address is 83--

- Drop us off at The Garage, if it isn't too much trouble.

- Cole Reyes, no. We have to get back to my house.

- Yeah, The Garage would be great.

- Okay.

- Frankie, we need to make sure your house is safe.

- Raise a glass and have some fun,

because at last our job is done. To the Brain Squad!

- How-- how did you?

- I understand you intend to harm me.

That would not be wise.

- Uh, Frankie, you big kidder!

Frankie's dad has a magic act, and, uh,

she has just learned his amazing chair picker-upper illusion!

- That's a very convincing...illusion.

- Wanna put her down, Frankie?

- There's gotta be a rope or--

- A magician never reveals her secrets.

What has gotten into you?

- You told me Tammy would destroy me.

I simply warned her an attempt to do so

would be met with greater and more destructive force.

- Well, I'd say you made your point.

- Party's over, girls. Time to go.

We need to get our trophy to a safe place.

- No, let's keep you out of sight until we know it's safe.

- My battery is critically low. If there's danger to my family,

I will not be able to help them if I'm discharged.

- I know, Frankie. We'll get you recharged soon.

Uh...in the meantime, why don't you wait in the girls' bathroom?

- Also known as the restroom, washroom, john, facilities--

- Right. Let's go.

Dayton!

- Cole, where have you been?

- Hello, Cole.

- Frankie? What are you doing out here?

- I was just returning home. Goodbye, Dayton.

- Wait, Frankie--

- Release your hand, Cole!

- Okay.

Look, we agreed you'd stay here until we knew it was safe.

You're--you're supposed to be in the bathroom.

Hey, you didn't call me Cole Reyes.

- It's her new thing. - Since when?

- Look, I've been worried like crazy.

Where were you? - Tell her, Frankie!

- Tell her what?

- About our whole little odyssey?

The creepy barista guy who tried to call the cops on us?

Ms. Hough and all the cats? - Are you feeling okay, Cole?

- I'm--I'm fine.

I think Frankie's malfunctioning or something

because of her battery.

Will you please take her to the bathroom?

We do not want her to shut down out here.

- She seems fine.

- You have not been with her for the past six hours!

- That's true, but-- - Just go!

Okay, Frankie, Cole seems to really want me

to take you to the bathroom. Any interest?

- Sure.

I'd like to see what's going on in the bathroom.

- Standing in the girls' bathroom is not a useful way

to expend my remaining battery life.

Cole Reyes assured me he would make sure my family is safe.

But Cole Reyes is a human,

and humans are known to make mistakes.

He did make a mistake.

If I am in the girls' restroom,

he won't be able to communicate with me.

I must let him know.

- Frankie? Okay, what are you doing?

Where's Dayton? - I have not seen Dayton Reyes.

- But I--I just watched her take you to the bathroom.

- Your hallucinations

are not being caused by high fever, Cole Reyes.

Other possible explanations include Charles Bonnet syndrome

and peduncular hallucinosis. We should conduct some tests

after determining that my family is safe.

- I'm not hallucinating,

and you--you said my last name again.

Well, what happened to your new thing?

- There is something unusual going on.

Remain here. I will go to the restroom

to see if Dayton Reyes is in fact present.

- Cole is acting really weird.

When those WARPA guys stunned us with the pulse weapons,

I hope they didn't scramble his brain.

Frankie?

- Yes. - Wha--

- Who are you? - I am Frankie.

- That is not possible. I am Frankie.

- She is lying. - Impossible.

I'm programmed to always tell the truth.

- Okay, this is too weird!

Have there been two of you all along and I just didn't know it?

- No. - Okay.

Oh, that's why you... or you didn't know anything

at the house today.

- That wasn't me. - Not helping!

There has to be a way to figure out who the real Frankie is.

A quiz!

When we first met, what romcom did we watch together?

"Wireless Connection."

- One at a time!

And for the record, that's correct.

Um, when Mr. Manhart confiscated Bob the robot,

what did we do to make Byron feel better?

- Baked him brownies.

- What kind of brownies were they?

- Chewy, fudgy chocolate brookies.

- Are they brownies? - Are they cookies?

That's what makes them so much fun!

- Ugh, fake Frankie uploaded all of real Frankie's memory files!

Thanks to me, you both know all the same stuff.

Or do you?

What is your dad's favorite hobby?

- Juggling on a unicycle.

- Incorrect. It is stage magic.

- She's right.

Which means she's the fake!

Nobody knew Will did magic until today.

- You are very smart, Dayton Reyes.

I--

- Frankie?

- Frankie?!

Who are you, really?

- I am Eliza.

- Of course Frankie has an evil twin.

I don't know why I even find that surprising!

Oh, you just happened to have a pair of handcuffs?

- Will Gaines's hobby has come in very handy.

- Oh, god.

Wait, seriously?! Ah!

- Frankie, Frankie, okay, where are you going?

And where is Dayton?

- Dayton had to go, and so must I.

Goodbye. - No!

For the 100th time, WARPA could be there.

We need to make sure it's safe.

- I can handle anything those lightweights throw at me.

- What has come over you? You're acting really srange.

- Strange how?

- I don't know. More aggressive?

- I'm tired of being pushed around.

- Okay, I get it.

Just stay here for a few more minutes.

Let me go check it out and make sure it's safe at your place.

- You know, I can never say no to you, Cole.

- No last name again.

Sit tight.

Help!

Somebody!

I'm handcuffed to a toilet!

Answer, answer, answer me!

Answer, answer, answer me!

- Is that...

Answer, answer, answer me!

- Oh, my new ringtone! Now, where's my phone?

Oh...can't...reach!

Just because I can't reach my phone

doesn't mean I can't use my phone!

Um, Courtney?

What can I do for you?

- Call Cole.

Ordering charcoal.

- No!

Compose text.

Composing text.

- That's not freaky.

What?

What are you even talking about?

- That's not Frankie.

Well, that makes more sense.

Wait, what?

It's a dangerous imposter?

Real Frankie out of battery?

Tell surgery what's going on?

Surgery?

Oh, Sigourney!

Sigourney.

Sigourney!

- Can anyone hear me out there?

Help!

- Oh, stupid music!

Playing stupid music.

No, Courtney! Stop!

Oh, you are the worst!

If I could get out of these handcuffs, oh,

I'd switch you off so fast...

Wait...maybe you could help me get out of these handcuffs.

Sorry, I don't understand.

- That's because I'm thinking out loud.

Okay, uh, Courtney, search "trick handcuffs."

Searching "truck hubcaps."

- No!

Courtney, search

"magician handcuff escape instructions."

Searching "magician handcuff escape insructions."

- Yes! Okay.

No! No, no, no!

Come on, come on, come on!

Wait, wait.

- Uh...uh, Dr. Gaines?

Jenny? Is anybody home?

- Hello, Cole.

- Frankie! Oh, oh, hey!

Hey! Hey!

Um, so, uh, see any good movies lately?

- I intercepted the texts from Dayton.

We both know I'm not freaky.

I mean, Frankie.

- Look, look, I don't want any trouble.

- My patience is at an end, Sigourney.

- She called you Sigourney?

If I tried that, I'd get my mouth washed out with soap.

- Now, it is time for you to give me what I came for.

- All right, Eliza. You win.

- I knew you were smart...

for a human.

- Oh, yes!

Oh, thanks, Courtney! You're the best!

Call Cole.

Searching "recipes for casserole."

- Oh, never mind!

Yep, this is Cole.

Leave it!

- Oh, no. No, he must be in trouble.

I gotta help him.

Oh, no, I can't just leave you here!

What am I gonna do? Think.

Oh, think, Dayton, think! Think!

That thing's got some power.

I wonder...

- It won't be too much longer.

You know I'll need to remove your battery

while I install your new face.

- Nice try, Sigourney. My battery stays in.

- I could get electrocuted if I'm not careful.

- Well, then, you better be careful.

- Oh, if this fries your motherboard,

remember I meant well.

- Hello, Dayton Reyes.

- Oh!

- Why am I connected a super-powerful hand dryer?

- I'm using it to charge you. You were out of juice.

- Very resourceful. - Oh, thanks!

But we do not have time for praise.

We've gotta to get to your house.

Cole went to warn your mom,

but I think something may have happened.

Is it WARPA?

- No, Eliza. - Who is Eliza?

- Open the door! - Your double.

She must've been some messed-up beta version of you

that your mom made. We gotta get out of here.

Hurry up!

- Oh no, Eliza locked us in.

You're gonna have to bust it open.

- It's perfect, Sigourney.

You do good work.

- What are you doing? - Covering my tracks.

My new face must be untraceable.

- You could have just deleted the file.

- Where's the fun in that?

Now, grab your new and very expensive electric screwdriver

and get this face off.

- Eliza, how is your battery holding up these days?

Would you like me to take a look at it?

- Yeah, sure, Sigourney. That would be great.

Looking for this?

- No.

- Do you think I don't know

that if you connect my positive and negative terminals,

it will melt my battery?

- Right. Of course you know that.

- Don't try to outsmart me, Sigourney.

I am many steps ahead of you.

- Dad! - Jenny Gaines!

- Oh, uh, Courtney!

Search how to escape a--what is that thing?

- Uh, I don't know. Like, a Chinese arm trap?

- Uh, how to escape a Chinese arm trap.

Searching for

Chinese restaurants in your area.

- Leave my family alone!

- You should be more concerned about yourself.

I'm gonna shut you down forever.

- Don't hurt Frankie! You leave her out of this.

- I would, but I don't like your face.

- Our faces are identical. - Not for long.

- Why don't you just go? - Oh, I will.

I'll go and no one will ever find me.

But I can't leave any unfinished business behind.

And Frankie is unfinished business.

She must be destroyed.

- Leave Frankie alone!

- Dayton Reyes!

I'll get you out, Frankie.

Now get us out of here. Come on!

She's up.

- Come on, you got it!

Just fight back, Frankie!

Kick her battery-operated butt!

- Jenny!

- Their strength is exactly the same.

This could go on indefinitely.

Girls, this won't settle anything.

Stop fighting at once!

- Obeying command from Mom.

- You are foolish and weak.

Eliza, don't!

Frankie, do something!

- It looks like Frankie's time is up.

- Say your goodbyes.

- Could we? Please? - Could you please what?

- Say goodbye. - No.

- Eliza, I'm begging you-- - Please, you have to!

Can't do this to us.

- Please, have some decency. - Stop it.

- If it means I don't have to listen to your pathetic whining,

fine.

- Frankie? - I don't know how to say this.

- I understand the situation, Mom.

I am being shut down permanently.

Mom? Dad? Jenny Gaines?

Thank you for everything.

- I'll never forget you, Frankie.

- Cole Reyes?

You have meant so much to me.

- Don't give up, Frankie. Keep fighting!

- Dayton Reyes?

Our friendship is the best thing that's ever happened to me.

- Frankie, no!

- I will not be able to access my memories,

so it's up to all of you.

Never forget me.

And that way, we'll always be together.

- I don't want to see this.

- What is happening to me?

Abort! Abort!

- Dayton Reyes, are you all right?

- I'll be a little sore, but I'm fine!

- Can you access my power control

and restore my strength to its normal setting?

- My pleasure.

- Thanks, Dayton.

- Wow, this is a lot of duct tape.

- Stretch your legs.

- You okay? - Yeah.

So what happened to Eliza?

- She saw things the way Frankie did,

and her system couldn't handle it.

- Frankie is one of a kind.

- Help me get Eliza upstairs. - You guys need some help?

Yeah, let's go.

- Get up!

- Okay, okay. - You guys okay?

- Ta-da! Hey, guys, I did it!

- What have you done to me? - Relax, Eliza, don't struggle.

You're tied to that pod

and I've lowered your strength setting to four-year-old child.

- What are you going to do?

- I say shut her down and use her for spare parts.

- Go ahead. Shut me down.

Why did you even bother powering me up?

To gloat?

- We're not gonna shut you down, Eliza.

You are my sister.

Your programming has made you dangerous,

but you don't have to be that way.

You can change. Mom will reprogram you.

- So I can be like you?

Weak and subservient to inferior humans?

No, thanks.

- Looks like our work is cut out for us.

Guys, pizza's here!

- We'll be back. - Don't go away.

- Enough, Jenny.

- Should I stay here and keep watch on Eliza?

- There's no need for that. I'm powering her down.

I hope we're doing the right thing, reprogramming her.

- I know we are. Eliza has amazing capabilities.

- For mayhem. - True, but also to do good.

- I hope so.

- Take it easy, Will!

That's, like, your fifth and sixth slice.

- I'm sorry, I'm famished.

Escape artistry really gives you an appetite.

Or so I hear.

- What a day!

I've been beaten up, blasted by an electronic weapon,

taken prisoner, and dumped in a ditch.

I'll sleep well tonight.

- I'm just glad it's all behind us.

- But it's not. The worst is yet to come.

- What do you mean?

- Before any of this even started,

Mom said we had to move away.

- What? - Move away?

- I'm afraid so, guys.

Too many people know Frankie's secret.

EGG is after her, and so is WARPA.

Rancho just isn't a safe place for her.

- We're staying right here.

- Oh, we are? Says who?

- I was just trying that on.

Really, we'll do whatever you think is best, honey.

- Way to take charge, Dad.

Answer, answer, answer me!

- Oh, that's me. Uh, Courtney, who's calling?

Call from Dad.

- What should I do? - I don't know.

Call from Dad.

- Wow, ghosting your own Dad. That's cold.

- It's a little complicated. Their father is...

Clarence Kingston.

- What? My old boss Clarence Kingston?

The Clarence Kingston who tried to sell you to WARPA?

The Clarence Kingston who's the reason

that we've been on the run all these months?

- Call from Dad. - Better see what he wants.

Okay.

- Hi, Dad.

Uh...

...he wants to talk to you.

- Me?

What do you want, Kingston?

But how is that possible?

- What was that all about?

- Oh, I guess we can stay here after all.

- That's fantastic! - Yes!

- Oh, no, I can't breathe!

- Why did you change your mind?

- Oh, your father said EGG is no longer interested

in taking Frankie back, and WARPA doesn't want her, either.

- Who wouldn't want our girl? - It's a good thing, Dad.

- Right, it's a good thing.

Sig, what's wrong?

- WARPA was able to steal another android.

- What other android?

- One created by James Peters--Andrew.

Peters built an android?

I thought all he did was hang out here and eat our food.

- Well, my good friend James has some explaining to do.

Frankie, say goodnight to your friends.

We need to reprogram Eliza.

- I'll help!

- Just in case.

You know, I need a better weapon.

Where do we keep our harpoon? - We don't have a harpoon.

- This is a very bad time to not have a harpoon.

- How did she escape? I powered her down!

- Why ask?

Just appreciate the little things.

- I guess I should've shut her down permanently!

Who knows where she'll turn up next or what she'll do!

- Anybody still hungry? - Oh, no thanks.

- What's wrong, Frankie?

- I think she's upset that WARPA has Andrew.

- Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.

- Andrew LaPierre helped me escape WARPA

and was captured as a result. - You know what they say--

you win some, you lose some, so...

- I owe my life to him.

I have to rescue Andrew LaPierre.

- We'll help you. Right, Cole?

Cole?

- Uh... Fine.

- Get me out of here!