1x11 - Off the Rack
- These drones are all over us! - You said this was gonna be easy!
No, I said take it easy. We're almost home!
These refugees are counting on us.
It'd be easier if we had Julie's hollow... whatever.
- Image distortion hook. - No thanks.
Mike, where's she at this time, anyways?
I want to thank you, the loyal members of my executive staff,
for honoring me with this tremendous statement
- of my greatness. - Hey, Mike.
Any chance you could make it down here?
We could really use your help on this one.
I know. I'm sorry.
Intern thing. Can't get away.
My boss is getting an award.
I gotta go.
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All right, boys. We're gonna have to run the gauntlet without her.
Hey, Mike. Everybody okay down there?
Mission accomplished.
Kane's got a few less citizens to kick around in Deluxe.
Yeah, it was great, until the part where you forgot to show up.
Thankfully, I totally bailed us out. Hai-ya!
- I tried, guys. Really. - Hey, we made it.
But those new sector enforcer drones are pretty nasty.
Gonna be tough to keep this up if we can't find a way to get rid of 'em.
You don't suppose you need somebody to snoop around,
to find out where Kane's make these things
so we can shut it down?
Yeah. If only I knew somebody with that kind of access.
I'm on it. Hey, you know you can count on me.
I know.
Hello, Deluxe.
Abraham Kane here with exciting news.
Say goodbye to that old mandatory unitard
and hello to the all-new mandatory safe-t-suit.
Jam packed with a dazzling array of safety features,
including stability magnets, collar side airbags,
safety foam parachute pants... you name it, it's in there!
So no matter what those Burners may throw at you,
you'll stay in one piece... and KaneCo chic.
I let the guys down.
I don't want them thinking I'm making a habit of it.
You're life is getting way too complicated.
Why don't you just stay up here where it's clean and comfy and safe
and not at all scary and weird, like Motorcity.
You're right. My life is complicated.
But I have something I believe in, and I have to fight for it.
Why does it have to be you?
I can't just sit back and let my father...
If I don't try to help Motorcity, then I'm no better than him.
So, what does my little girl have planned for the day?
Hey, dad. Oh. Oh. You know, nothing exciting.
Gonna go hang out with Claire, do, you know, do girl stuff.
Oh, yeah. Totes, Mr. Kane.
Jules have been talking non-stop about
picking out accessories to go with the new safe-t-suits.
Speaking of which...
- Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! - Hey!
Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!
Thanks, dad. Uh, ya didn't have to.
Of course I did. Well, you girls have fun.
And, uh, be sure to report any Burner activity.
You got it, Mr. Kane!
- Hey, no need to thank me, or anything. - Thank you.
Anyways, I'm off to live my completely uncomplicated, awesome life.
But do me a favor... don't do anything crazy out there.
Warning! Danger detected!
Looks kinda hairy to me.
No, man, you're hairy. This... this is just plain scary.
So dangerous no humans are even allowed inside.
If I wasn't completely terrified, I might be kind of impressed.
- Nice job snagging these files, Jules. - Any time.
Yeah, must have been pretty hard to get a little file
out of one of those... things that has files in 'em.
Almost as hard as it's gonna be to smash this place.
You can come see how it's done if you're not too busy up top being Miss Deluxe.
Ease off. Jules is one of us.
Yeah. But it might not be a terrible idea
to have a back-up play in case we're down a guy.
- Or a girl. - Come on, guys. You serious?
No, I get it. You needed me, and I wasn't there.
But I'm no "Miss Deluxe." I'm a Burner!
- And I'm gonna prove it to you. - You don't need to prove anything.
I'm taking out the drone factory... alone.
What?! That's crazy!
Hey, wait up!
Jules, you can't do this by yourself.
I can if I'm wearing this.
Whoa! What is it?
It's a safe-t-suit. Don't worry. It'll protect me.
Jules, wait. Come back.
And we're actually ahead of our syntha-soy quotas.
Attention. Safe-t-suit deployed in Motorcity.
Oh, my god! One already?
A Burner! Ho ho ho!
This is going to be fun.
Come on, Jules.
Entering external control mode.
Uh...Uh... I'm not doing this.
Oh! I am glad you changed your mind. Now let's talk this out.
No, no, no! I am not doing this!
Jules?
- What's going on? - Uh, Jules?
Whoa! Whoa!
Oh! Guys! What is this thing doing?! No!
Help! No, no, no, no!
Get out of the way! Whoa!!!
Did Julie just try to kill us?
Hey!
No!
- Mr. Kane, are you driving that car? - That's right, Tooley.
I added a number of unadvertised features to the new safe-t-suit,
features that will keep those defectors from fleeing Deluxe.
Sir, the percentage of defecting Deluxians is miniscule.
Surely you didn't introduce a new suit
just to stop a handful of disgruntled citizens?
Nyuhh! A trickle can become a downpour!
We lost Mike Chilton, and look what kind of grief that brought us!
Tooley, why don't you help our friend here brush up on his math skills?
Sure, Mr. Kane! That means I get to hit him, right?
Ha ha ha ha!
Don't freak out. Don't freak out.
Ohh. Really messed up this time, huh?
Attention, Burner trash I am currently in control of!
- Dad. - You are in violation of over 38 peace codes
and will be delivered to the authorities... being me...
at once for reckless subversion!
Yes, okay. Now it's time to freak out.
Julie, what the heck is going on?
Uh, nothing too crazy. Kane's just hijacked my safe-t-suit
and now he's got me headed for KaneCo tower!
He sees me and Mike, my cover's blown!
This is why you'd don't mess with Kane's gear!
I don't worry. Chuck's on it.
Uh, you are on it, right?
Ah. The suit's sending out some kind of signal to Kane.
Can't jam it. It's got all kinds of crazy encryption.
Okay, guys, we gotta get Julie out of this.
Tex, get up front and ride the brakes.
Okay, fine, but you know I should totally be
gut-punching a bot in the face right now!
Texas, give me the Mutt.
Dutch, you rough start dropping road blocks to guide us back to Motorcity.
Done and done!
And I'll do my best not to get killed.
Texas!
Chilton!
Man, am I glad to see you.
Ooh! Funny way of showing it.
- Sorry. - Don't sweat it.
I got it all... uhh!... under control.
Ho ho ho ho! Tooley, I tell you, this is the next
best thing to pummeling that traitorous cadet in person!
Pummel him good, Mr. Kane!
So, uh, that whole trying-to-prove- I'm-a-Burner thing
isn't working out quite the way I planned.
Really? This isn't what you were going for?
Okay. All right. That one I maybe deserved.
All right, bro, let's cause a little mayhem!
Hey, Mikey, looks like your plan is working!
Great! Let's get Julie back to H.Q. so we can get the suit off of her.
I'm running out of snot for her to beat out of me.
Very clever.
My turn.
External... External...
Control mode... External control mode.
What the...?
Uh, Mr. Kane, are you playing a video game now?
Yes, Tooley. In a way ... I am.
Hey! I can't see!
External control mode.
Ka-troo!
It's hot out there, Deluxe.
Stay cool with Kaneshades.
The latest from Abraham Kane.
And don't forget... they're mandatory.
Yeah, but do you have anything, ya know, more me?
External control mode.
We're under attack by Claire!
Well, now that we've gotten rid of your Burner pals,
let's finish this face-to-face.
Oh, no.
You gonna take care of that, or should I?
- She is not a "that"! - Yeah, I am not a "that"!
Matter of opinion. Just get your girlfriend off my car.
Girlfriend? Ha! I'd rather be a "that."
Don't worry, Claire! I got you!
Whoa!
One threat detected.
Threat level increasing.
Approaching maximum threshold.
Claire!
You're alive!
Protection threshold at capacity.
Safe-t-suit shutting down.
- Your suit turned off! - It didn't turn off. You broke it.
Claire! Do you know what this means?
Yeah, that you're gonna have to get me a new one.
We figured out how to disable the safe-t-suits!
I gotta let Mikey know about this!
Wait. What?! You're just gonna leave me here?!
I'll be back!
What am I supposed to do now?
Ooh! I love that color!
Whoa! Anybody ever tell you you fight like a girl...
Sorry.
...that's being controlled by an evil dictator?
No more jokes. You gotta go. It's over.
It's not over until I get you out of here!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Finally!
I'm the one who got us into this. I can't let you pay for it!
You have to go! Motorcity needs you!
You can find someone else to help you steal files and make holograms.
I'm not leaving! And the Burners need you!
I think I've proven I'm the last person the Burners need.
- Mike, I need to tell you something. - What is it?
I'm really...
- I'm really... - Mikey! Safety overload!
- Uh, come again? - Julie's suit... you have to overload it!
It'll shut down if you damage it beyond its protection threshold!
So, how much damage are we talkin' about?
A lot! Ridiculous amounts!
Right! Damage it! Piece of cake.
The enforcer drone factory! It'll totally overload the suit!
- Too dangerous. - More dangerous than this?
You got a point. Okay, let's do it your way.
What?!
No!!!
Are you insane?!
You'll be fine. You've got the safe-t-suit.
- Yeah, but what about you? - I've got Mutt!
Warning! Danger detected!
Threat level increasing.
Warning. Threat detected.
Warning. Protection threshold at capacity.
- Safe-t-suit shutting down. - Uh-oh.
No! No!
I had that Burner! That defector!
Tooley! Tooley! Tooley!
Tooley! Tooley!
Tooley! What are you doing?!
Mr. Kane, I'm making the people dance. Look.
Ooh, they're havin' a ball!
A ball, indeed. Tooley, go find something useful to do!
Yes, sir, Mr. Kane, sir!
Oh... heh heh heh heh.
Hey, Mike, so the good news is... the suit turned off.
Bad news, the suit turned off!
Okay, guys, we gotta get there double-time!
Julie's gonna need our help!
Seriously?
Now, that's something you don't see anymore! Or ever!
Human ball!
Protection threshold at capacity...
Safe-t-suit shutting down.... Protection threshold at capacity...
Safe-t-suit... Safe-t-suit...
...shutting down. ...shutting down.
Aha! Wow, happy to be out of that thing.
Julie?
Oh! Good to see you in one piece.
Even better to be in one piece.
Aha-ha! Julie, you just kicked some serious drone butt!
Yeah. With nothin' but her muscles!
I gotta admit, Julie, you ain't no miss Deluxe...
- you're a dang Burner, lady! - I told you we needed you.
You gotta teach me some of them sweet moves.
Kur-tow! Ka-boom! Whoo-ahh!
Whoa! Easy there, Tex.
Julie!
Tooley! Uh, the Burners... they got me.
Wait. I thought you were on our side.
She is. Play along.
I'm coming, Julie!
Ohh!
So, what are we gonna do with him?
I've got an idea.
Guys! It's about to start!
Hello, fellow Deluxians. As you know,
those insidious Burners hacked into the safe-t-suits for their
own sick amusement... but I promise version 2.0 is in the works.
With even better features.
Okay, Chuck, work your magic.
So remember, folks, KaneCo is always here to provide you with...
Hey, Mr. Kane! Look at me! The suit is making me dance.
Tooley!
- Ha! Nice one. - Now I do what I can.
Not only did my suit go crazy,
- but Chuck hugged me. - Wait a minute.
Are you saying you don't love the KaneCo safe-t-suit?
Yeah, it's not as great as I thought,
but it's still way better than that gross old-school stuff you guys wear down there.
So how much longer you gonna mess around with this double-life stuff?
Can't keep it up forever.
I know. But for now, I'm just gonna enjoy the win.
Hey, Jules.
What was it you were trying to tell me earlier?
You know, when Kane was about to snag us and obliterate us and everything?
It can wait.
Tooley!
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