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[♪ theme song playing]
♪ StuGo! ♪
♪ StuGo, StuGo, StuGo ♪
-♪ StuGo! ♪ -[man] ♪ StuGo! ♪
[man laughing maniacally]
♪ StuGo! ♪
[echoing] StuGo!
[snoring]
-[door slams] -[air horn blowing]
[all screaming]
-[air horn blowing] -[screaming continues]
[whirring]
[all screaming]
[popping]
In triangle ABC, the measure of what is 90 degrees?
-BC equals to DEF is similar-- -Ah!
[screaming]
-[snoring] -[buzzer sounds]
[screaming continues]
Depending on the deficit, that would be--
Oh, no!
-Point six. Point six! -[dinging]
-[screaming continues] -[grunts]
[whirring stops]
Ah! [panting]
Coffee, anyone?
I've got the new Bean Devil from Javapro.
State of the art.
What is going on?
You two have made it to this evaluation's
semi-finals.
One of you is going...
to the moon!
-Ooh, yeah! -[blows raspberry]
Not long ago, I drew my face on the moon.
But "NASA" removed it like a bad tattoo.
So Plan B.
They erase me? I erase the moon.
I'm painting it black!
-Genius. -It is.
Unfortunately, instead of blacking out the moon,
the Rover is painting
what our computers compute can only be...
-[farting effect] -...a butt.
A low-down dirty rear.
We don't have much time before the moon moons us all.
I need one of you to shut down this rebel robot
via its reset switch.
Ooh! Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Me. Me. Pick me. Call me.
-Pick me. -Speak.
I'm the best choice for this mission, ma'am.
Captain of the national tween robotics club
three years running.
Everything I need is already in here...
deep.
I'd lure the bot to a crater.
That's a moon hole,
probably Longomontanus.
Once it falls in,
it'll have insufficient thrust to scale the incline.
While it's trapped, I'll hit the reset switch.
Simple, fast, and humane.
-[Sara laughing] -What's funny?
Humane?
It's a robot.
Inanimate, unfeeling,
a toaster. And what do you do with a toaster
when it stops making toast?
-[crunching] -[Mr. Okay] I just painted that.
Seriously?
You're gonna send someone who loves robots
to kill a robot?
Send me. I don't care about robots at all.
Frankly, I don't care much about this mission either.
I just... I like to win.
You've got the job.
[wailing] No!
Oh, before I go, can I use the bathroom--
[Dr. Lullah] Three, two, one. Bam!
[whooshing]
[screaming]
[thuds]
[breathing heavily]
Target acquired.
If you said cool stuff like that, you might be on the moon.
[Chip grunts]
[Sara] Beep-beep beep-bop-zeep-zop.
Hmm, now this is the Reset Button Inspection.
Pop the hood for me real quick, would ya?
[Rover] Mmm.
[Sara gasps]
Pick up the pace, Sara. You are B-minus two hours to the butt.
[Sara] Don't worry, I got it.
[laughs evilly]
[grunting]
Hey, dumdum!
[Rover] Hi?
[Sara] Eat it!
[gasps] No, no, no, no!
[groans] No!
[Sara screaming]
No.
[electricity crackling]
[thuds]
[groans] Where am I?
[gasping]
-[♪ suspenseful music playing] -[slurping]
[Rover snorts, whirring]
[Sara] Ah, nuts.
[Rover] Oh, hey, you're awake.
[Sara] Mmm, yep!
[Rover] Wow. I'm really glad you're okay.
I've never seen a robot
voluntarily crush itself like that before.
[Sara] Yeah, I crush myself all the time.
[inhales] Could you turn back for a sec?
[Rover] Uh, sure?
First, let me fix your 'tenny.
Name's Rover Vanguard.
You can call me Van.
I'm Sara... Uh, the Robot.
Sara the Robot, beep-bop.
[Van] Cool, cool, cool.
-There you go. -We're back online.
[Van] So, Sara the Robot,
what kinda robot are you?
[Sara] Back massage robot. Turn around and let's go.
[Van] Maybe later.
Right now, I've got a butt to paint.
[Sara] Uh, wait, wait! I can help you paint.
[Van] Really?
You like to paint?
[Sara] Yeah, man, paint all day. [chuckles]
-[Van chuckling] -[Sara] Yeah, man.
[Van] Well, then grab yourself a roller, partner.
[Sara] I'm closing in for the kill.
-Yes! [slurping] -[cups clink]
[Van] So, Sara the Robot, what do you like to paint?
[Sara] Oh, yeah, uh, robot junk, mostly. Yeah.
You know, like, microchips, plugs--
[Dr. Lullah] What are you waiting for?
Press it now! Move it! Hustle!
[Sara whispers] I'm trying! [grunts]
Slow dow...
Uh... [mumbling]
Hey, Van.
[Van] What's up, Sara the Robot?
[Sara] What am I looking at here?
[Van] What? Oh, that? [chuckling]
That's nothing. It's just an older piece of mine.
I call it "A Hope of Spring In So Much Winter."
-It's a little kitschy, but-- -Uh... [chuckling]
-This is amazing. -Thanks, yeah.
I just paint whatever I'm feeling.
[Sara] You have feelings?
[Van chuckles] You're funny.
If you like that, you're gonna love this.
Follow me.
What? No! Go in for the kill!
[Sara] Uh, negatory. I need more, um, intel.
[Van] Hang on, Sara the Robot.
[Sara laughs nervously]
[♪ upbeat music playing]
Whoa! This is amazing!
Van, that was incredible!
[Van] Hey, thanks. [chuckles]
I can make more than just butts, you know?
[Sara] Why are you painting a butt?
[Van] It's not just a butt.
It's a statement.
It's a statement, Sara the Robot,
that you can't just attach a paint roller to me
and send me up here and ask me
to paint the whole moon by myself!
Do you know how big the moon is?
-[Sara] No. -It's too big, Sara.
It's too big for me to paint. But you know what?
My rage is even bigger than the moon.
My rage is a butt.
And every time Dr. Lullah looks up,
she's gonna see my butt.
And it'll remind her of what she did.
Feel free to hit that kill switch
-any time now. -[beeps]
[Van] I just wish I could be on Earth
to see her face when I do it.
Maybe, one day, I could paint a butt
on all that blue stuff.
[Sara] The ocean? That's so cool.
[Van sighs]
I'm glad you're here, Sara the Robot.
-[Sara] Me too, Van. -[beeping]
[Van] Oh, looks like it's time to charge.
[whirring]
This is it! Took long enough, but the time is ripe!
It's ripe, Sara. Push the button.
Push the shiny button.
[Sara] I... won't do it!
He's more than just a broken tool,
and I'm more than a cold-blooded robot murderer!
-[Van] What? -[Sara grunts]
[Dr. Lullah] This isn't over!
-Sara? -Van, I'm...
I'm not actually the beautiful, confident
massage robot I said I was.
[sobbing]
I'm just a beautiful, confident little girl! [sobs]
Dr. Lullah sent me here to hit your reset button.
But I will not erase your brain!
[crying hysterically]
Van? Can I help paint your butt?
[Van] No, Sara.
You can help me paint...
our butt.
[sniffles] Aw.
-[♪ upbeat music playing] -[laughing]
We're doing it, Van!
[Van] Nothing can stop us now, Sara!
[thuds]
I can stop us now, Sara.
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
Van, run. Finish the butt.
Chip, you're gonna have to go through me.
-[beeps] -Combat mode.
[Sara exclaims]
[Sara panting] Ah!
-[Chip] Grav assist, off! -[whooshes]
[panting]
[Sara] Ah! [exclaims]
-[Chip grunts] -[thudding]
Go home, ground boy. You don't belong here.
No, you don't belong here.
You don't know the first thing about robots!
Maybe I am a bot-loving dork,
but I haven't forgotten my mission.
-And I haven't forgotten... -[gasping]
Longomontanus.
Aah!
[grunts] No!
[Chip] Insufficient thrust!
Sorry, my friend!
Ugh. I'll show you sufficient thrust. [grunts]
-[ripping] -[air hissing]
I'm coming, Van!
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
[tires screeching]
[Chip] End of the line, little buddy.
You had a job to do.
Now I'm going to hard reset your brain--
[Sara] Wait!
[grunting]
You win, Chip.
Just give me a minute alone with Van,
to say goodbye.
Okay, fine. But make it quick.
[♪ piano music playing]
Hey, Van. I know I lied before.
But everything's gonna be okay.
[scoffs] Who loves robots now?
Do you trust me?
[Van] Of course I trust you, Sara the Ro--
Sara-- Sara not Ro--
-[screams] -[shattering]
[gags] Cool, nevermind!
[clears throat] Good... Good job.
[whooshing]
[thuds]
The little astronauts are back!
-[shattering] -Looks like the ground boy
has become a moon man!
-Good job. -[excited chuckle]
♪ Moon man ♪
And Sara! To think I doubted you.
That finishing move was cold.
Now, I've had nine lattes and slept zero hours.
I'm tired and wired
and I'm off to get some bad sleep.
[Van screaming]
[panting] What? Where am I?
You're on Earth, Van.
Uh, this was the only way to get you out.
It's not the moon,
but you can draw butts on Dr. Lullah's coffee.
[Van] Oh, wow. She's gonna hate that.
Yeah, she's really gonna hate that.
Still, I'm sorry you didn't get to finish
the butt on the moon.
[Van] Mmm, Sara? Take a look.
[Sara] Wow, that's us.
[whispers] And I was there as well.
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