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[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

[ GASPS ]

[ ALL GASP ]

WHOA!

AAH!

[ TIRES SCREECH ]

[ ROARING ]

AAH!

Rex: WHOA, BIG GUY!

SOMEONE NEEDS TO EASE OFF ON THE

CHEESEBURGERS.

Six: SKIP THE INSULTS.

START THE CONTAINMENT.

Rex: LIKE ITS FEELINGS ARE

GONNA GET HURT.

[ ROARING ]

Rex: ONE FAT 'N' UGLY GOING

DOWN!

HUH?

[ ELECTRONIC WARBLING ]

QUE-WHAT?!

Six: REX? REX!

[ GROWLS ]

[ ROARS ]

♪ SO MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ MAKE WAY

♪ WE'RE GONNA HAVE FUN TONIGHT

♪ MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ SO MAKE WAY

♪ SO MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ SO MAKE WAY

[ GROWLS ]

Rex: [ SHOUTS ]

[ ROARING ]

Rex: [ GRUNTS ]

GOAL!

Six: YOU WANT TO EXPLAIN

THIS?

Rex: I DON'T KNOW.

IT'S LIKE SOME WEIRD VISION OF

THIS THING FILLED MY HEAD, THEN

BUILT ITSELF OUT OF ME.

MAYBE THE VISION CAME FROM

BLOBBO.

MAYBE IT'S TRYING TO TALK TO ME.

COME ON, BIG BOY!

SEND ME SOME MORE PICTURES!

WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND?

[ ROARS ]

[ ALARM BLARING ]

Rex: [ GROANS ]

Six: GROCERIES-- THAT'S

WHAT'S ON ITS MIND.

Rex: SKIP IT. I'M OVER IT.

THAT VISION MUST'VE BEEN A

FLUKE.

Six: ALL RIGHT, THEN, WE'RE

GOING WITH A TWO-PRONG ATTACK.

USE CAUTION.

THIS KIND OF EVO MIGHT BE A

SPLITTER.

[ ELECTRONIC WARBLING ]

REX! SNAP OUT OF IT!

Rex: [ GROANS ]

WHOA!

[ METAL CREAKS ]

[ ROARS ]

Rex: WHOA!

[ GRUNTS ]

[ ROARS ]

[ SQUISHING ]

Rex: [ CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY ]

I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO DO THAT,

RIGHT?

Six: REX, I WANT YOU BACK AT

H.Q.

Rex: BUT I FEEL OKAY NOW.

A-AND WE'VE GOT, UM...

TWO BLOBS TO PUT DOWN.

Six: NOW!

Dr. Holiday: NO TRACE OF ANY

RECENT ELECTROCHEMICAL OR DNA

ABNORMALITIES.

EVERYTHING READS NORMAL.

Rex: BUT IT'S LIKE THE

VISIONS WERE BEING TRANSMITTED

AND I WAS SEEING IT FROM A

NANITE POINT OF VIEW.

Dr. Holiday: I CAN'T TRACK

IT, REX.

THERE'S NO SIGN OF SIGNAL

DISPLACEMENT OR A NANO

DISTURBANCE.

MAYBE WE SHOULD CONSIDER THE

POSSIBILITY THAT THIS IS

PSYCHOLOGICAL.

Bobo: [ MAKES CUCKOO SOUNDS ]

Rex: [ GASPS ]

PIZZA.

Dr. Holiday: I THINK HE'S

HAVING ANOTHER VISION.

Bobo: OF LUNCH?

Rex: WITH PINEAPPLE AND

SALMON.

Bobo: YEECH! HE IS NUTS.

Dr. Holiday: ASIDE FROM A

STRANGE CHOICE IN PIZZA

TOPPINGS, ALL READINGS ARE

NORMAL.

I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT.

Rex: WELL, IF MY NANITES ARE

TRYING TO GET ME TO BUILD

SOMETHING, MAYBE WE SHOULD GIVE

THEM WHAT THEY WANT.

Bobo: WHATEVER IT IS, I'M NOT

EATING IT.

IS THAT MY ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH?

Rex: IT BETTER NOT BE!

IT'S THE ONE I'VE BEEN USING.

Bobo: OH.

Rex: THIS IS WHAT I'M SEEING

IN MY HEAD...

AS STUPID AS IT LOOKS.

IT'S LIKE SOMEONE OR SOMETHING

IS SENDING ME INSTRUCTIONS TO

BUILD SOME BIG DEVICE.

Bobo: OR BUILD A PIZZA WITH

PINEAPPLE AND SALMON.

Rex: OKAY, I'M NOT SURE ABOUT

THAT VISION.

Dr. Holiday: IS THAT MY HAIR

DRYER?

Rex: I JUST NEED TO FIGURE

OUT WHAT IT DOES.

MAYBE IT'S A TIME MACHINE OR--

OR ALIEN TECHNOLOGY!

Bobo: MAYBE IT'S JUST A BIG

PILE OF JUNK OR A WAY TO ORDER A

REALLY AWFUL PIZZA.

[ ELECTRONIC WARBLING ]

Target acquired.

Dr. Holiday: REX!

Bobo: WAKE UP!

Rex: [ GASPS ]

[ GRUNTS ]

[ MACHINE WHIRRING ]

WHOA!

Dr. Holiday: SIX, WE NEED YOU

BACK AT HEADQUARTERS.

UGH!

HEY, WHERE DO YOU THINK

YOU'RE GOING?!

[ ELECTRONIC WHIRRING ]

[ BOTH SHOUT ]

[ SMOKE GRENADES CLATTER ]

[ ALARM BLARING ]

WE'VE GOT A SECURITY

BREACH-- GROUND FLOOR!

Lockdown protocols enabled!

All hands report to duty

stations!

Security teams, take positions!

Rex: SORRY, GUYS, I MIGHT BE

A LITTLE LATE.

[ ELECTRONIC WHIRRING ]

[ BOTH SHOUT ]

[ BULLETS RICOCHET ]

[ ELECTRONIC WHIRRING ]

Bobo: [ GRUNTS ]

[ ELECTRONIC WHIRRING ]

[ ALL SHOUT ]

Rex: [ GRUNTING ]

[ DEVICE BEEPING ]

[ GRUNTING ]

Dr. Holiday: [ GRUNTING ]

[ METAL CLATTERING ]

Rex: [ GASPING ]

CEASE COMPRESSION!

RELEASE!

Rex: OHH!

[ METAL THUDS ]

[ BREATHING HEAVILY ]

FIGURES I'D BUILD A MACHINE WITH

A SERIOUS ATTITUDE PROBLEM.

[ BREATHING HEAVILY ]

[ MACHINE WHIRS ]

[ Spanish accent ] REX?

IS THAT YOU?

Rex: WHO'S ASKING?

IT'S ME...

CAESAR...

YOUR BROTHER!

MIJO!

YOU'RE ALIVE! AND OLDER.

ATOMIC CLOCK WAS RIGHT.

ESTA ES UNA PROBLEMA GRANDE.

Rex: UH, YEAH, IT IS A BIG

PROBLEM.

WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!

WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!

I'M GETTING YOU OUT OF HERE.

Bobo: SORRY, AMIGO.

PUT YOUR HANDS UP.

OR DON'T.

I GOT A CLEAR SHOT EITHER WAY.

A TALKING CHIMP?

Bobo: DON'T BOTHER.

I'VE HEARD ALL THE JOKES.

HAVE THEY HURT YOU?

ARE YOU OKAY?

[ RIFLES COCK ]

STAND ASIDE!

Rex: HELLO?

DO I GET A SAY IN THIS?

Dr. Holiday: IF YOU'RE PART

OF SOME ELABORATE PLAN TO KIDNAP

REX, THEN YOU FAILED!

LISTEN, BONITA, YOU DON'T

WANT TO MAKE ME USE THIS!

Rex: ENOUGH!

NORMALLY AROUND HERE WHEN

SOMEONE BARGES IN TALKING CRAZY,

THEY GET GROUND INTO THE DECK

PLATES BY MY GIANT FISTS.

BUT YOU SEEM LEGIT.

I'M GOING WITH HIM.

Dr. Holiday: REX!

Rex: OKAY, BROTHER, LEAD THE

WAY.

SO, IF YOU ARE MY BROTHER, WHERE

HAVE YOU BEEN ALL THIS TIME?

I'LL EXPLAIN LATER WHEN WE'RE

SAFE.

Rex: UH, THIS IS PROVIDENCE.

WE AR SAFE.

USUALLY.

PROVIDENCE?

NEVER HEARD OF IT.

TO BE HONEST, THE LAST FIVE

YEARS HAS BEEN A BIT OF A BLUR.

Rex: I WANT TO BELIEVE YOU,

BUT I'M GONNA NEED SOME PROOF.

YOUR NAME IS REX SALAZAR.

OUR PARENTS ARE VIOLETA AND

RAFAEL.

THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU WAS AT

THE APPLIED NANITE RESEARCH LAB

IN ABYSUS, RIGHT BEFORE THOSE

FOOLS TRIGGERED A REPLICATION

CYCLE.

Rex: AND I HAVE TOTAL

AMNESIA, SO FOR ALL I KNOW, THAT

COULD BE COMPLETELY BOGUS.

THERE'S A SCAR ON THE BACK OF

YOUR LEFT KNEE YOU GOT WHEN YOU

WERE 7, RIDING THE GANTRY ARM IN

THE REACTOR ANNEX.

Rex: HMM.

I ALWAYS WONDERED HOW I GOT

THAT.

NICE WHEELS.

Six: DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT

IT.

Rex: IT'S OKAY.

SIX ISN'T GOING TO HURT YOU,

RIGHT, SIX?

YOU'RE COMING IN A LITTLE LATE

ON THIS, BUT, UH, THIS IS

CAESAR...

MY BROTHER.

AND HE WANTS TO GET ME OUT OF

HERE.

SO, LET'S JUST LET MY BROTHER

HAVE HIS WAY AND SEE WHERE THIS

ALL GOES.

[ MACHINE WHIRS ]

[ MECHANIZED WHIRRING ]

WHEREVER YOU PLAN ON GOING,

THEY'RE GOING TO FOLLOW US.

YOU KNOW THAT, RIGHT?

THEY CAN TRY.

Rex: I DON'T KNOW.

PROVIDENCE SHIPS ARE PRETTY

FAST.

[ ENGINE WHIRS ]

Six: TRACK REX'S BIO

SIGNATURE AND FIND OUT WHO THAT

GUY REAL IS.

[ MECHANIZED WHIRRING ]

Rex: [ EXHALES SHARPLY ]

YOU AIN'T KIDDING.

THIS THING MOVES FAST.

A-ARE WE IN THE ARCTIC?

HOW DO YOU THINK I GOT TO

YOUR LOCATION SO QUICKLY ONCE

THE LOCATER SIGNALED ME?

Rex: LOCATER?

YOU SENT ME THE SCHEMATICS TO

BUILD THAT THING?

IT TRIED TO CRUSH ME LIKE A BUG!

SORRY, MIJO.

I WASN'T TRYING TO HURT YOU.

I WAS LOOKING FOR WHAT'S HIDING

INSIDE OF YOU.

[ DEVICE BEEPS ]

THE OMEGA ONE NANITE.

Rex: THAT THING?

HOLIDAY DISCOVERED IT BEFORE.

WE HAD NO IDEA WHAT IT WAS.

I SENT A SIGNAL INSTRUCTING

THE OMEGA ONE TO TRACK AND

CONTAIN.

BUT SINCE THE NANITE HAS

INTEGRATED INTO YOUR DNA, YOU

BECAME THE CONDUIT FOR BUILDING

THE MACHINE.

WHAT I DON'T GET IS HOW THE

OMEGA ONE GOT INSIDE OF YOU.

RYLANDER WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE

THAT UNDER LOCK AND KEY.

Rex: RYLANDER?

HE'S THE ONE THAT PUT IT INSIDE

ME.

WHY WOULD HE DO A THING LIKE

THAT?

I'M REALLY GONNA HAVE TO LET

THAT OLD FOOL HAVE IT WHEN I SEE

HIM.

Rex: NOT POSSIBLE-- COURTESY

OF VAN KLEISS.

VAN KLEISS?!

WHAT DOES THAT THIRD-RATE LAB

HACK HAVE TO DO WITH THIS?

Rex: WHAT?

I GUESS I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO

NEEDS AN UPDATE.

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

IT'S A LONG STORY--

ACTUALLY, SHORT BY MY CLOCK.

A SPLINTER GROUP HAD FORMED AT

THE LAB.

THEY HAD OTHER IDEAS ABOUT HOW

THE NANITES WOULD BE USED.

WE TRIED TO STOP THEM, AND YOU

WERE HURT.

THE ONLY WAY TO SAVE YOUR LIFE

WAS AN INFUSION OF NANITES.

IT WAS RISKY, BUT IT WORKED.

WE THOUGHT THAT WOULD BE ENOUGH

TO STOP THE OTHERS, MAKE THEM

SEE THE RIGHT PATH.

BUT...

WE WERE WRONG.

MOM AND DAD WERE IN THE REACTOR.

AS FOR ME, I MANAGED TO ESCAPE

IN MY LAB.

BUT THE SHOCK WAVE, THE SAME ONE

THAT PROBABLY BLANKED YOUR

MEMORY...

ALSO INTERFERED WITH THE ENGINE

THAT POWERS THIS POD.

I WAS STUCK IN SUB-LIGHT DRIVE.

Rex: HOW LONG?

15 MINUTES.

THAT'S HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO

REBOOT THE SYSTEM.

BUT AT THE SPEED I WAS GOING, IT

WAS FIVE YEARS OF YOUR TIME.

I KNEW THERE WAS AN ACCIDENT,

BUT I HAD NO IDEA HOW BAD.

MY NANITE SENSORS WERE OFF THE

CHARTS.

MY FIRST PRIORITY WAS TO INSURE

THE OM-1 WAS SAFE.

THAT WAS OUR PROMISE.

AND...

HERE WE ARE.

SO, WHAT HAVE I MISSED THESE

PAST FIVE YEARS?

Rex: PROVIDENCE.

WE NEED TO TALK.

THEY CAN WAIT.

[ MACHINE WHIRS ]

SO, LET ME UNDERSTAND.

THEY'RE CALLED EVOs, AND

VAN KLEISS CLAIMS TO BE THEIR

LEADER?

Rex: WELL, NOT FOR ALL OF

THEM-- YET.

I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT ME, ABOUT

OUR PARENTS.

THEY WERE SCIENTISTS.

WE LIVED ALL OVER THE WORLD.

THINGS SETTLED DOWN WHEN YOU

CAME ALONG.

THAT WAS IN GENEVA.

Rex: WAIT A SECOND.

ARE YOU SAYING I'M SWISS?

NOT REALLY.

MOTHER WAS BORN IN MEXICO CITY,

FATHER IN BUENOS AIRES.

Rex: AND THEY'RE REALLY...

GONE?

UM, WHERE EXACTLY DID THIS SHIP

TAKE US?

WHAT DO YOU KNOW?

WE'RE BACK AT THE ORIGINAL LAB

SITE.

Rex: YOU MEAN THE ONE IN

ABYSUS?

IS THAT A PROBLEM?

Rex: I'D SAY JUST A SMALL

ONE.

Rex: WE SHOULD GO, LIKE NOW.

[ MONITOR BEEPING ]

HUH. MUST BE LOW ON CHARGE.

WE MAY BE STUCK, BUT ON THE

BRIGHT SIDE, I CAN TAKE A LOOK

AT SOME OF THESE VARIEGATED

ORGANISMS.

[ DOOR OPENS ]

Rex: CAESAR, WAIT!

[ EVOs SNORTING ]

FASCINATING.

WE THEORIZED MUTATIONS MIGHT

OCCUR BUT NEVER ANYTHING THIS

RANDOM.

[ EVOs SNORTING, CHITTERING ]

Rex: [ GRUNTS ]

[ GROWLS ]

Rex: SORRY, BRO, BUT THESE

GUYS [GRUNTS] USUALLY DON'T SIT

STILL FOR QUESTIONS.

HMM.

THAT'S NEW.

Rex: [ GRUNTS ]

GUESS I'VE LEARNED A [GRUNTS]--

A FEW TRICKS.

BUT THEY STILL WON'T BE ENOUGH

IF VAN KLEISS SHOWS UP WITH ALL

HIS GOONS.

[ SHRIEKS ]

Rex: SIX!

Six: We're locked onto you.

The Keep is already on its way.

Rex: YOUR SHIP MAY BE OUT OF

JUICE, BUT I'M NOT.

HOP ON.

I CAN GET US OUT OF HERE.

I WON'T LEAVE MY LAB, AND YOU

DEFINITELY DON'T WANT

VAN KLEISS GETTING HIS HANDS ON

SOME OF THE THINGS IN HERE.

[ GROWLING ]

I'LL TRY TO REROUTE THE

CAPACITORS TO AN ALTERNATE POWER

SOURCE.

OH, YOU WANT TO SEE A PHOTO OF

YOU, ME, AND PAPI?

MAYBE LATER.

Rex: YOU'RE A LITTLE OFF,

AREN'T YOU, CAESAR?

[ MONITORS BEEPING ]

[ GROWLS ]

[ SHRIEKS ]

[ MACHINE-GUN FIRE ]

[ MECHANIZED WHIRRING ]

Biowulf: WHAT WAS THAT

MACHINE IT FLEW OFF WITH?

Van Kleiss: A LABORATORY--

ONE I THOUGHT I'D NEVER SEE

AGAIN.

IT SEEMS AN OLD FRIEND HAS

RETURNED.

CAESAR.

Rex: PROVIDENCE ISN'T SO BAD

NOW, EH, HERMANO?

IS THIS A GRINNELL?

THEY ALWAYS MADE GOOD CONSOLES,

EXCEPT FOR THE RANDOM POWER

SURGES.

Six: Well?

Rex: EVERYTHING'S COOL.

HE'S A LITTLE KOOKY, BUT I'M

PRETTY SURE HE'S MY BROTHER.

Six: Glad to hear it.

Now I need you back.

We still have some unfinished

business.

Rex: GOT TO GET BACK TO WORK.

MY LITTLE BROTHER, THE HERO.

I REMEMBER WHEN YOU JUST WANTED

TO BE A MUSICIAN.

Rex: GUITAR?

NO, WAIT-- DRUMS.

ACCORDION.

[ ACCORDION PLAYING ]

[ SQUISHING ]

Rex: YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING

ME!

Six: AS I RECALL, YOU STARTED

IT.

[ SQUEALS ]

Rex: HUH?

[ GROANS ]

Six: The EVO is dividing

faster than we can contain it.

The city is being evacuated.

HMM.

EXCUSE ME, ADMIRAL.

I NEED YOU TO TAKE ME DOWN THERE

IMMEDIATELY.

[ ELECTRONIC WHIRRING ]

[ BOTH SHOUT ]

AFRAID I'LL HAVE TO INSIST.

[ GURGLING ]

Six: REX!

[ ELECTRONIC WARBLING ]

Rex: ARE YOU CRAZY?!

DEPENDS ON WHO YOU ASK.

I HAD SOMETHING IN MY LAB THAT I

THOUGHT COULD HELP.

Six: HELP?

YOU'RE NOT EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE

OUTSIDE THE KEEP.

[ SHRIEKS ]

[ ROARS ]

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

[ ROARING ]

[ SHRIEKS ]

[ MONITOR BEEPING ]

[ ELECTRONIC CRACKLING ]

Rex: WHOO-HOO!

WAY TO GO, BRO!

FIRST DAY ON THE JOB, AND YOU

ALREADY GOT A SAVE!

Six: JOB?

Rex: OH, COME ON, ADMIT IT,

SIX.

HE JUST SAVED OUR CHICHARRONES.

[ LAUGHS ]

Rex: WHAT? WHAT'S SO FUNNY?

YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME LAUGH WHEN

YOU TRY TO SPEAK SPANISH.

Dr. Holiday: WE'VE PULLED HIS

RECORDS, AND I'VE CONFIRMED HIS

DNA.

IT SEEMS REX REALLY DOES HAVE A

BROTHER.

White knight: If everything

I've read about him is true, he

could be an incredible asset to

Providence.

Six: OR A MAJOR LIABILITY.

White knight: All the more

reason to keep him with us.

Give him whatever he needs.

Dr. Holiday: WHITE'S RIGHT,

SIX.

HE KNOWS MORE ABOUT NANITES THAN

ANYONE ON THE PLANET.

HE HELPED INVENT THEM.

Six: MY POINT EXACTLY.

HE'S SETTLING IN?

Rex: I GUESS SO.

CAESAR'S A LITTLE STRANGE.

HARD TO BELIEVE HE'S ACTUALLY MY

BROTHER.

Six: I'M HAPPY FOR YOU, REX.

YOU ALWAYS SAID YOU WANTED TO

FIND YOUR FAMILY.

Rex: THANKS, BUT...

YOU KNOW WHAT?

I ALREADY DID.

CAESAR MAY BE MY BROTHER, BUT

YOU, HOLIDAY, BOBO, YOU'RE WHO I

HAVE A CONNECTION WITH.

Bobo: AWW, NOW, SEE, I'M

GETTING ALL MISTY.

THERE YOU ARE.

HMM. NICE VIEW.

SAY, MIJO, YOU THINK YOUR

CAFETERIA COULD WHIP UP A PIZZA

WITH PINEAPPLE AND SALMON?

I'VE BEEN CRAVING ONE FOR DAYS.

Bobo: CONNECTION, HUH?