1x09 - Ride of the Fantasy Vans
- I got you with the slash. - Nuh-uh.
Look out!
[ alarm blares ] [ coughing ]
- You first. - Why me?
Hah! 'Cause you're dead anyway.
There's nothing down here.
Philip? S...stop fooling around, man.
I can't hear you moving down there.
[ whirring, engines revving ]
Aah! Aah! Aaaah!
Aaaaaah!!!
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The last time I bought anything from you, it took me a week to fumigate the kitchen.
Okay, the resh caps were a mistake, you're right about that.
But today I have something extra-special...
And she says... "that's why I can't eat this sandwich!"
[ all laughing ]
Hey, wait, I got one, I got one.
Where does a snowman keep his money?
In a snow bank! Ha! Get it?
Come on, it's funny!
We're searching for the Vanquisher... King of the Realm?
Oh. I think they're talking about me.
- Yeah, I have no idea who... - There he is!
[ fabric tearing ] Ow! Ow!
All: Chuck? [ Texas laughing ]
- Hey! - You dare insult Lord Vanquisher?
I should take your tongue and feed it to the birds.
You can't do that. I need my tongue.
Release him, Dark Slayer.
Fortune smiles upon you today.
So Chuck, you want to introduce us to your... friends?
Guys, allow me to present
Thurman the Magnificent, and Ruby the Dark Slayer.
We are knights of the Kingdom of Raymanthia.
It's called "larping".
Live action role-playing?
Okay, I have a life outside of the burners, ya know.
Sure doesn't look like it.
Oh, I get it. Ha ha ha ha!
on a scouting mission early this morning.
But we have not heard from them for many hours.
What do you mean you haven't heard from them?
I fear, Lord Vanquisher, they have gotten lost on the outskirts of the Realm.
Texas is confused. Is this part of your little game, or is this real?
We're standing behind some dude's van who calls himself the Oracle.
- What you think? - I demand silence!
I can't believe I am saying this, but I'm with Texas on this one.
Chuck! Make 'em stop!
Wait. Is this part of the game?
No. Sam and Philip are really missing.
- So this is for real? - We need your help.
I vow to find our Wayward kinsmen.
Guys, this... is larping!
Texas: Whoa. That's it?
Chuck: Each weekend teams battle for control of the Realm.
The rules are simple: First, once you step onto the field of battle,
you must remain in character.
Heeyah!
Second, if you must be vanquished...
do so with honor.
[ screaming ]
It's neat, ain't it?
The game's already started?
If by "game" you mean a ferocious battle to the death
for the crown of Raymanthia, then yes.
But we can't win unless we find our friends.
- Let's split up. - I say we split up.
No disrespect. Chuck...
I... I mean Lord Chuck, what you think we should do?
[ clears throat ] If we split up, we'll cover more ground.
Gamers: As you say, Lord Vanquisher.
Chuck: Okay, guys, we'll check the warehouse near the old renaissance center,
you guys check the battlefield.
Thurman: I don't know where that is. Can somebody else drive?
So, King Chuck, how'd you win your crown?
It happened many weekends ago.
Chuck stood as freedom's last hope against Mad Dog the Conqueror.
If he were to fall,
darkness would reign for yet another long weekend.
Yeeahhh! [ swords clank ]
Mad Dog summoned his dragon to finish the Vanquisher once and for all,
but fate had different plans.
It was totally awesome!
Nah, it wasn't... that awesome.
Dutch: Little dudes!
- Sam! Philip? - Where are you?
Man: Hosahh!
- Grrr! - Daggers!
Leave this to me.
The bards shall sing of this day, the day that Dark Slayer fell.
Someone shall fall on this day...
but it shall not be me.
[ shouting, grunting ]
Huyahh!
Ha ha ha!
Tsk tsk. You've lost your sword.
[ martial arts cry ]
- Hey! - What are you doing?!
I had him right where I wanted him!
You're not playing by the rules.
These are Texas rules.
[ martial arts cries ]
Now, we need you to answer some questions.
We're looking for two missing kids...
Sam and Philip. Have you seen 'em?
I'd rather die a thousand deaths than help the likes of you.
[ clears throat ]
Forgive us, my liege,
but we are but humble squires in search of our kinsmen.
Can you help us?
I have never been one to refuse a lady,
and certainly not one as ravishing as you.
I saw your kinsmen five hours ago approaching the Dungeon of Anguish.
Neat trick.
Thurman: We're never gonna find 'em in time.
Then the stupid bardonians are gonna win,
think they're all cool with their fancy mustaches.
Hey, buck up there, camper.
People said we'd never win the Battle Royale last fall, but we did.
Our friends are out there, and we'll find 'em.
- We just gotta keep... - Uh, sorry. Dutch just called.
Your friends were seen near someplace called the Dungeon Anguish.
It's actually the Dungeon of Anguish.
It's, uh, it's actually just in the basement right here.
[ screaming ]
Get it off me!!! Get it off me!!!
Get it off me!!! Get it off me!!! [ screaming ]
- This isn't part of the game! - Yeah, well, neither is this!
[ zapping, shouting, clanking ]
- Whoa! Wow! - Are you seeing this?
- Hunhhh! - Oh, yeah!
Ha ha! You can run but you can't... hide?
[ grunting ]
Whoa!
[ screaming, crying ]
Look at that!
Aaah!
[ screams, whimpers ]
Wahh!
That was... incredible!
- What were those things?! - Don't know.
But I'm betting they have something to do with our missing friends.
We have to move.
Uh, come on, get up, guys. We don't have time for this.
From this day forth
you shall be known as Mike the Smiling Dragon.
You just got a great name. Jealous.
For saving my life on the field of battle, I owe you a debt of life.
- That's... really not necessary. - Actually, it's totally necessary.
The King of the Realm cannot rule while carrying a debt of life.
As such, I give the crown to the Smiling Dragon!
No. No. Please, look. I can't... I just... I was...
- Mikey, you gotta. - Julie: Hey, guys. Check this out.
I've never seen that symbol before.
- That's really old. - Way before my time.
Maybe Jacob can help.
What if those... things have Sam and Philip?
Never fear. We have the Smiling Dragon.
As long as he's our King, we can't lose.
Did you see his moves? They were just so... so...
You okay, buddy?
Look, if it's about what happened back there,
I'm sorry, man, I was just trying to help.
- It's not that. It's just... - Just what?
Look, I tripped, okay?
Um, if that's some sort of larper slang, I have no idea what it means.
The story you heard about how I earned my crown?
That's not how it... really went down.
Chuck: It was my first real battle.
I had never held a real lance before.
I was still getting my balance when Lord Mad Dog summoned his dragon.
I ran forward, but... I tripped.
- Aaah! Aaah! - The lance fell and hit him by accident.
I won my crown with a lie.
Hey, it's better that you're King now. I was never fit for the post.
I've been King for 48 consecutive weekends, and...
48? Whoa, you do play this game a lot.
Yeah, but it took less than an hour of larping with you
for the others to see me for what I truly am...
a follower.
Hey, a follower couldn't have led his team
to 48 consecutive victories... you can't fake that.
Mikey, look, I appreciate your support,
but we both know I'm no leader,
not when I'm a Burner, and not even when I'm here playing make believe.
Here. Take the pin back.
You can't just give this back to me.
The only way I can get it back is to earn it by saving your life.
And let's be honest, that ain't gonna happen.
Thurman: Never seen that tunnel before.
You aren't planning on taking us down there... are you?
Well, I'm going in.
Do you know how much trouble I'll get in if my mom finds out
I went down some crazy dark tunnel looking for killer robots?
He's not joking. His mom is terrifying.
They're right. This isn't a game anymore.
Texas will stay up here and keep you safe while we go get your friends.
But... wait! Why me?!
Because you're the bravest warrior we've got.
Yeah, that's true,
but come on, don't leave me with the nerds!
What is this place?
Oracle: Boo-yah! Mutant Wolverine.
I win!
- I could show you how to use that. - Save it. Not interested.
- Why not? You're really good. - You really think so?
Here, watch.
Heeyahh! Huh?!
Texas: Mike, Julie, incoming! We got trouble!
[ lasers zapping ]
Come on! Just got this.
Your mom is gonna be so mad.
- This isn't working! - I'm open to suggestions.
[ robots power down ]
A wizard!
Applesauce!
- Jacob? - Ohh...
Robot: The creator has returned.
Uh, Jacob, care to fill us in?
It's started back when Kane and I were partners,
before there even was a DeLuxe.
I was designing our first-ever utility bot.
Its purpose was to make life in Detroit easier and safer.
I equipped it with a new A.I. that would allow the bot to anticipate human commands,
but I was the only one the bots seemed to listen to.
Applesauce!
But if it were ever to escape the lab,
there's no telling the danger it could pose.
I begged Kane to shut the program down.
I always thought he did.
It began soon after you left us.
Kane retrained us.
We were instructed to capture enemies of the public
and bring them back to Kane's new creation... an interrogator.
But the humans could not control it.
Kane sealed the lab.
Our new master told us every human was out to destroy us.
As such, every human became our enemy.
Disloyalty was severely punished.
So we waited until this door finally opened.
Our friends went missing this morning.
- Have you seen 'em? - Of course.
We took them per our master's instructions.
We need to get them back.
[ screeching in distance ] Our master has awoken.
If he discovers you here with us, he will destroy us all.
- Get the larpers out of here! - I'm not leaving you guys.
Our place is here... with our King!
Mike: This isn't a game.
Get your friends to safety.
Let's move!
[ screeching continues ] Come on! Hurry up!
Look out!
- Mike! Jacob! - Julie! Jacob!
We'll never move this stuff by ourselves!
- Says who? - What do we do?
I know a way to get through there. But I will require your van.
[ screeching ]
There used to be another exit.
[ screeching ]
Hey, look at this.
The kids have to be in one of those rooms.
If we can find a way past that thing,
we can rescue them and then get the heck out of here.
[ screeching, clanking ]
- Think you can buy us some time? - Do you even have to ask?
Hey, ugly! Over here!
[ screeching ]
[ clanking ]
[ screeching ]
[ whistles ] Sam! Philip! Climb up. Hurry!
- You're the new King of the Realm? - You bet your butt I am.
Lord Smiling Dragon at your service. Now get up that rope, squire.
- Okay, I admit, it's pretty cool. - But is it possible?
Sure. But there's no way the three of us can build it fast enough.
What it they helped?
I know you don't mean the little lunatics that just tried to kill us.
We cannot get involved. If our master were to find out...
He's not your master!
You are in Raymanthia,
and in Raymanthia, every man...
or freaky little utiliton thing...
is free!
Free to stand up for yourselves!
Free to fight back!
And free to live!!!
- Whoo! - Yeah!
Our friends are down there,
and I swear to you on the steel of my blade
that even if I have to slay the beast itself,
we will bring them back!!!
[ robots cheering ]
Waah!
Now, see, this ain't nerdy.
This is a level 25 battle ax, okay? 25. Think about it.
[ screeching ]
Maybe there wasn't another exit.
[ screaming ]
Whoa!
Stay here!
[ screeching ]
[ growling ]
Way to go, Chuck!
Both: The Vanquisher!
Make way for Texas!
[ engine starts, revs ]
The beast is absorbing the blasts!
Mike!
Drive! And when I say stop, stop fast!
[ tires squealing ]
Aaah!
Stop!!!! Aaahhh!!!
Ho ho, yeah! Ha!
[ screeching ]
For saving my life on the field of battle, I owe you my life.
My steel is yours to command.
Since a King cannot carry... I forget how the rest of it goes...
Here!
All hail King Chuck the Vanquisher!
This was the coolest game ever.
The game. Your win streak.
You guys have to go defend your crown!
We'll never be able to muster an attack in time.
What if we help?
We're yours to command, Lord Vanquisher.
For the glory of the Realm!
Yeah!!!!
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