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- Previously on "Danger Force"...

- SwellMelonFest has been

receiving edible threats all week.

- These threats are good.

- Hey, you find me a heart-shaped diamond?

- No. No, I didn't find a diamond--

- Hanging up. - Wait, wait, wait!

Some kind of cave drawing.

- I can't believe you made us work all day

just so you can go on a date with Buddy Fudgers' mom.

- Sounds like me. - They're just trying

to keep us busy. - But from what?

- [gasps] Miles.

- AWOL!

- [whimpers]

- The Prophecy is right.

He is coming.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Listen to me,

and listen good, tough guy.

You dumble-dorks just made the biggest mistake

of your miserable lives.

You kidnapped the wrong person,

because I have friends.

Friends who have a very particular set of skills.

Friends who will stop at nothing--

and I mean nothing-- to come rescue me.

I'll bet they're on their way right now.

And they will destroy each and every last one of you!

- Hmm.

- We're about to destroy...

this taco bar!

[all cheer]

[laughter and chatter]

- Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Aren't we forgetting something?

- Um...

- Your homemade onions.

- Yeah, yeah! - That's what it is.

- Homegrown and freshly chopped!

[all cheer and chatter]

- Okay, so it's been a week.

But you're in deep poopies, and you know why?

Because my friends have had seven days

to get even more angries.

And every second that goes by, they get closer and closer.

And their skills get even more specific.

And when they're done rescuing me,

you'll all be sneezing farts

for the rest of your pathetic lives!

[chuckling] Yeah.

- We've been training for seven days.

You all know the mission.

It's time to rescue...

the lost art of salsa dancing!

[Gloria Estefan's "Conga" playing]

♪ ♪

- Espérate! Espérate!

[music stops]

Aren't we missing someone?

- Miles is right.

We are missing someone.

- Yeah, Ray can't salsa dance without a partner.

- Correction, you can't salsa dance without a Buddy!

[all cheer]

- It's a salsa dancin' miracle! - Whoo!

- Shall we?

- Sí, señor.

- Bailamos!

[music resumes]

♪ ♪

- Okay, they're not coming.

Guess I live here now.

- Yes, and you will spend your days

building this for us.

- Ooh, fun, a roller coaster.

- You're holding them upside down!

- Ooh, fun, an evil device.

See, that makes more sense.

- The first step to chopping onions

is to have a wide stance.

- Finish him!

[monster growling]

- ShoutOut, Tele-kick!

- [yells]

- Oh!

- Oh, sorry.

- Yeah, Ray, I don't know

about this whole hologram fight training thing.

- [weakly] I also have issues with it.

- Yeah, the Holo-Fighter don't work too good without Internet.

- Apologies, folks.

The Internet is a little temperamental today.

I'm giving her all she's got,

but ol' girl just seems to be out of juice.

- Well, thanks for trying, Buddy.

- Ugh!

- But we'll just call the guy

that's actually supposed to fix the Internet.

all: Schwoz!

Schwoz!

Schwoz!

- Wait, guys, I don't think Schwoz is h--

all: Schwoz! - Guys!

I don't think Schwoz is here.

Look at his food bowl.

[dramatic musical flourish]

- Okay, for real, when was the last time

anybody had eyes on Schwoz?

- He brought tacos to that onion night.

- Onions to taco night, and that was me.

- Oh, wait! I saw him last night.

He tucked me into bed. - That was your mom.

- In the mirror this morning, when I was brushing my teeth--

- Okay, has anyone seen Schwoz?

And maybe Brainstorm doesn't answer this time.

- The last time I saw him was the day of SwellMelonFest

when that mask guy stuck me with that needle...

[panicking] And oh, my God, I think they kidnapped Schwoz!

- What? - What do you mean?

[both gasp]

- Oh, my God, I summoned one of 'em!

- Light him up!

- Wait!

You gotta help me!

- It's Frankini.

Light him up! - Oh, please!

I don't wanna be here anymore!

- What are you so scared of?

- I'm not scared.

Scared is when they discontinue your favorite concealer.

No, I'm positively petrified!

Oh, now! Teleport me out of town now!

Any blue state as long as it's far away from here!

- Hey! What are you so positively petrified of?

- The Cell.

- What's The Cell? - It's what we call ourselves.

You know, kind of like a sportsball troupe name.

Go, The Cell!

- So all those guys in creepy masks and sweatshirts

are part of a collective?

- Like a big group of criminals?

- Oh, yes.

- Aren't you a part of The Cell?

- Not anymore.

I only joined because I was summering in Swellview Prison,

and I wanted to make friends.

- Nice "friends."

- They were always talking about the Prophecy,

which I thought was a new piece by Lin-Manuel Miranda.

But then they found that cave drawing the other day.

- What cave drawing?

- The one that they took when they kidnapped

this little science guy with the hilarious accent.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Smart, little, accent?

Oh, my God, they kidnapped Super Mario.

- What? No, dude.

They kidnapped Schwoz!

- [gasps]

- What does The Cell need a science guy for?

- So he can build an evil device

to fulfill the Prophecy.

- Wait, wait, what device? - What prophecy?

- The one about the end of the world!

Or something. I don't know.

I wasn't paying attention during any of the meetings,

but I know that it's very bad

and it is all coming true.

You have no idea how evil these people are.

I need to get out of here.

And you'll all run too if any of you are smart.

- Guess I'm staying.

Have a safe trip, guys.

- 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.

- [sighs] This is just great.

The world's ending, and they kidnapped Schwoz.

[blender whirring]

- Remember when our biggest problem

was protecting that kid's ponytail?

- Yeah, that was fun.

Hey, did that kid live?

- He did. Lost his little pony, though.

And how can you make a smoothie at a time like this?

- Eh, I'm used to threats.

Lil' Dynomite used to want to end me.

Now I'm dating his mom,

and he's down in a hole fixing my Internet.

- Happy to help, sir!

- Ugh, smoothies are gross.

- We told you not to put ketchup in there.

- Well, you were right.

- All right, we need to stop making ketchup smoothies,

worrying about prophecies, and go rescue our friend.

- Just run!

Save yourselves!

- Get out of there!

Look, we are not running

from a bunch of bad guys in hoodies!

- No, you don't understand.

These guys aren't funny.

They don't have silly costumes.

They're not grown men dressed like babies.

They're not "bad guys."

They're evil!

- See, now I feel like it needs more ketchup.

- So maybe they are evil.

And maybe you're still one of 'em.

- I told you, I quit!

I'm not evil.

I'm fabulous!

I like crimes with sparkles and laughter,

like making people sing all day

or like putting something in the water supply

to make everyone pee rainbows.

- That was you?

- Hey, I thought something was wrong with my toilet.

- I thought something was wrong with my kidneys!

- Best week of my entire life.

- Stop reminiscing and tell us where our friend is.

- Yeah, we gotta rescue him before he builds

that evil device that's gonna "fulfill the Prophecy."

- Schwoz would never do that.

- ♪ Boom, here comes the boom, ready or not ♪

♪ Here comes the boys from the South, boom ♪

♪ Here comes the boom ♪

♪ Ready or not ♪

♪ How you like me now? ♪

- Tell us where they're holding Schwoz,

or you are drinking this entire ketchup smoothie!

- Oh, no, please don't make me drink it.

Ketchup runs right through me.

- Come on, man.

Don't make us do you like this.

Just tell us what you know.

- I don't even know where he's being held!

- Do it.

Get it in there.

- [spluttering]

I'll tell you what.

There's a Cell meeting tonight,

and, uh, if you teleport me far away from these monsters,

I'll, uh-- I'll give you my uniform,

and I'll tell you the location.

- Deal.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. - What, what, what, what, what?

- I am not making deals with Frankini.

- Oh, come on! One of us can pretend

to be Frankini and maybe get some information

about where Schwoz is. - I'll pack my bags.

- Do you have any idea what this man has put me through?

- You're living in the past!

- I do not trust him!

- So? - So...

we should at least take a vote.

- I'm a yes.

- Yes. - Yeah.

- I do what she does.

- Four to one. We take the deal.

- Yeah, well, my vote counts for five, so...

- Well, if we're making up rules,

mine counts for ten, so...

- 20. - 100.

- Eleventy billion.

- Dang it!

You got yourself a deal. - [gasps]

Thank you.

But since one of you will be impersonating me,

you'll all have to audition for the role.

- Ugh. - And I decide who books.

[alarm beeping]

- Oh, no! Um... - Oh, no, that's--

Sure hope nobody's got any relatives in Neighborville.

- Uh, ShoutOut, can you-- - Already on it.

And...now they're fireworks.

[fireworks popping] all: Oh.

- Yay. [laughs]

- [laughs] - Ah!

all: No! - Stop it!

[upbeat music]

- [nasally] I'm not scared!

I'm petrified!

Scared is when they discontinue your favorite concealer--

- Next!

- [unidentifiable accent] I'm not evil!

I'm fabulous!

I like crimes with sparkles and laughter, you know?

- Interesting choice.

Next.

- [dramatically] You have no idea how--

- Next.

- I've also prepared a song. - I said next.

- I've also prepared a Shakespearean monologue.

- [scoffs] Haven't I suffered enough today?

[moans]

- Who hates Shakespeare?

- [clears throat] - Oh.

- [high-pitched voice] The Prophecy is--

[normally] Yeah. No, I'm not doing this.

- Ugh. - No, not today.

I'm not getting cancelled for this!

- Why did I think that someone could capture

the magnificence that is moi?

Wait a second.

You there, broom boy!

- Oh, it's Broom-storm, sir.

- Well, why didn't you audition?

- Aw, shucks. I've never been much for doing impressions.

- [scoffs] Stormy-Broom, this town can make you a star,

if you let it.

- But I've never imitated a day in my life.

- Just try it with the mask on.

Now say,

"Scared is when they discontinue

your favorite concealer!"

- [as Frankini] "Scared is when they discontinue

your favorite concealer!"

- [gasps]

- How was that? - Look at me.

- Sure. - Look at me.

- Sure.

- You are Frankini now!

[sobbing]

[quirky music]

- Ugh.

♪ ♪

- Everything you need is on that card.

- Never been too good at readin' fancy.

- Ah, with talent like yours, kid,

someday other people will do your fancy-reading for you!

- Can you imagine?

- Here's lookin' at you, Cap. - Hmm? What--

Blech!

Ugh, that's a lot of glitter.

Bleh.

- Good luck with those Cell savages.

One-way ticket to Casablanca, please!

- [laughing]

- "Go to Hip Hop Purée at 8:00."

- [scoffs] He could've just told us that.

He's so extra. - So extra.

- No. No, no, no, no. - What are you doing?

- What are you doing?

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

- Crazy thought, what if I went in there without the mask?

- No! - No, no!

No, no!

Put the mask on and practice first

to make sure that your Frankini impression is on point.

- [as Frankini] Please don't make me drink it.

Ketchup runs right through me.

- All right, you're good to go.

We'll be watching you the whole time.

- [normally] Okay, I'm going in.

[indistinct chatter]

[everyone stops talking]

[as Frankini] Hi, I'm Brainstorm!

[normally] Uh, I-I mean, wait.

I--I'm Broomstorm.

No. Ah, I-I-I mean...

[as Frankini] I'm Frankini!

[normally] Guys, I think Brainstorm made a boo-boo.

[as Frankini] I mean, Frankini made a boo-boo!

- Okay, get out of there!

- [normally] I still got this.

Mr. Frankini says I'm the most

talented imitator he had--

- Get him! [all clamoring]

- Hey, guys, what's up?

- It's Brainstorm.

- Pssh, no, I'm not.

[shouting]

- [sighs] They're onto him. We gotta get down there!

- Where's AWOL? - He's still not back

from teleporting Frankini to Casablanca!

- Relax.

- They're kidnapping Brainstorm!

- Yeah, and while you children were playing chess,

I was over here playing checkers.

- What are you talking about?

- We don't need to rush down there

because I put a tracker on him.

[grunts]

- You did? - Yep.

- Dude, that was really smart.

- Yeah, I know.

Pretty smart guy.

- But you also used him as bait,

so it's highly, highly unethical!

- Unethical like a fox!

Listen, those animals are stealing our boy, Brainstorm,

and taking him to their secret hideout,

and I'll bet you dollars to donuts

that's also where they got Schwoz.

We wait for AWOL to get back from Casablanca,

have him teleport us to wherever Brainstorm ends up,

and bam, we take out their entire operation.

Checkers mate!

- [laughing giddily]

♪ We put a tracker on Brainstorm ♪

both: ♪ We put a tracker on Brainstorm ♪

both: ♪ We put a tracker on Brainstorm ♪

♪ We put a tracker on Brainstorm ♪

- ♪ What are those batteries? ♪

♪ What are those batteries? ♪

- ♪ Those are for the tracking device ♪

♪ Those are for the tracking device... ♪

- Wait, wait, those are for the tracking device?

- Yeah, no, no, no. I-I-I left Schwoz

a very nice note telling him to put the batteries in there!

- "Schwoz, put these batteries in this thing or you're fired"?

That's not nice.

- Oh, God, he never saw the note

'cause he'd already been Schwoz-napped!

- Great, so we have no way of finding out

where Brainstorm went?

- Mm-mm.

- ♪ We just messed up big time ♪

both: ♪ We just messed up big time ♪

♪ We just messed up big time ♪

♪ I think it's time to scream ♪

[all scream]

[all screaming]

- I can't believe that worked.

- What were we all screaming about?

- The Cell kidnapped Brainstorm.

- Captain Man put a tracker on him!

- Yeah, but Schwoz forgot to put batteries in the tracker,

so now we have no idea where they are.

Way to go, Schwoz.

- Anybody else really worried about Brainstorm right now?

- He's such a delicate creature.

- They better be treating our little baby Bose

like a little baby prince.

- Watch the hair! Watch the hair!

- [grunts] - Aah!

- You got a new roommate.

- Hey, Schwoz. - 'Sup, Brainstorm?

- Tried to infiltrate The Cell. Got kidnapped.

- You okay?

That guy yeeted you pretty hard.

- Yeah.

I feel like I got something in my ear, though.

- Huh.

[gasps] Holy pozole!

[tracker beeping]

Oh. - Thank you.

That feels so much better. What is that thing?

- It's a tracking device. We're saved.

Captain Man and Danger Force know where we are.

- We don't know where they are!

- Please stop yelling at me. I am not the one who forgot

to put batteries in the tracking device.

- Did somebody say

"put the batteries in the tracking device"?

Because I already did.

- You did? - What?

- So what are these batteries?

- Those are the cheap factory ones

that came with the tracker, sir.

I put fresh American batteries in it.

[chanting] USA.

all: USA! USA!

USA! USA!

- Okay, everyone hop on the AWOL Express.

Let's go get our boys.

- I'm gonna punch these guys so hard,

they're gonna be sneezing out of their butts.

- What does that even mean?

- It means exactly what I just said, Volt.

I mean, if you maybe just open your ears and listen...

- No, no, no, no. - You might learn something.

- That's not medically possible.

- Oh, you know about these kind of things?

Oh, Volt's a doctor, everybody.

- I'm not a d--I know--

- [laughs] Forgot to check where he is.

- The butt and the gut are connected!

[overlapping chatter]

- You have no idea of the impending doom

that's about to descend on this place.

I hope you have enough tissues

for all the sneezes you're going to be farting

when my gang punches you.

- [chuckling]

[laughter]

[laughter intensifies]

Nice.

That's not even medically possible.

Plus, no one is coming to save you.

And even if they were,

you've already built my evil device for me.

- And I helped.

- I refuse to believe you can punch someone

and make them sneeze from their butt.

- Listen and learn, kiddo.

Gah! - Oof!

[sneezes] Oh!

- Told ya.

- Let me try.

- [burps]

- You hit the burp spot.

Try a little to the left.

- Ah! - [sneezes]

- [shrieks]

[grunts] - Ugh!

[all grunting]

[epic music]

♪ ♪

- [shrieks]

- Now this is what I signed up for!

I'm gonna bring this whole operation down.

I'll be right back.

- Volt, wait!

[both growling]

- Yeah, yeah, how do you like me now?

- [sneezing] - I'm standing like a man.

You're sneezing out your butt.

- Easy, easy.

All right. He knows, he knows.

- Let me at him! - All right.

He knows, he knows.

You've made your point. - Ay.

- Now reel it in.

Go on.

- Uh, we gotta go!

- I-I thought you were gonna-- - I was going to.

But there's, like, a hundred of them out there.

- Grab the cave drawing! - Oh, oh, oh!

- Everybody, touch various parts of my body!

[shouting] - Hurry up!

- Quick, quick, quick, quick!

- All right! - Volt!

[all groan]

We've reached our final destination.

Thank you for flying Air AWOL. [laughter and chatter]

- [squeals] - Good to see you, man.

- Aw, we missed you so much, Schwoz.

- Aw, I missed you too.

I knew you guys would come rescue me.

Didn't think it would take two weeks.

- Yeah, that's our bad.

- Yeah, Schwoz, I'm so sorry. - Well, maybe if you put

the batteries in the device-- - We had this salsa dance--

[overlapping chatter] - Eh, but you still came!

- Yeah, we did.

[overlapping chatter]

- They better not have been mean to you guys.

- Ah, other than getting yeeted

against that wall, it wasn't that bad.

Plus, they let us build stuff.

- You really built them some evil device?

- Oh, yeah.

I built it real nice.

[laughing]

[laughter intensifies]

[dramatic music]

- We have the beacon.

He is coming.

all: Truly, He is coming.

- Long live The Cell.

all: Long live The Cell.

- [laughing]

[laughter]

Stop!

How do you turn this thing on?

Oh, here it is.

[device whirring]

Ooh.

[explosion]

- [laughing]

Yeah, I built a bomb.

- Ah.

- Anyway, I've got two weeks of food over there

to get to, so...

- Dut, dut, dut, dut, dut!

Not till you fix the Wi-Fi.

- Oh, yeah. - Sure. No problem.

[device hums]

- [squeals] - Oh, yes!

- Schwoz fixed it!

[all cheering]

- So many websites, so little time.

[laughter]

[monster growling]

- Aah!

[all screaming]

- Aw, it's good to be home.

- ♪ 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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