Let's get this hauler up and running!
I'll check diagnostics to make sure this swamp didn't mess with the system.
You know, sand can really get up in some places.
It's why I avoid the beach.
I'll pretend I didn't hear that, and check the weapons.
Laser cannons work!
Wind jet's clear!
We need to get to Rio, and stop Rafaela from doing whatever she's planning.
She's going to release the formula at the race,
mind-control everyone, then probably take over the world.
Why does everyone want to take over the world?
Dealing with that mess? Huh. No, thank you.
Now, let's get out of this quicksand.
Hang on to something, we're blowing out of this mud hole!
Is the formula ready?
We'll see in a few seconds. I'm testing it now, so...
So hurry it up, 'kay?
Does it look like I have all day? Because I don't!
Well I can't just ask a processor to go faster.
CPU data manipulation is an intricate--
O-M-Boring-G. Your voice is giving me split ends!
And it makes me want to split your...
Okay! Okay. It's stabilized.
Ooh! Good.
Now I am going to say this to you as clearly as I can,
so you don't mess it up:
Max the tanks with this freshy-fresh formz kay-wickidity-wick! Got it?
You heard her. Fill up the tanks with the new formula.
-Oh... -Oh...
Toss this one in the cell with the others.
Uh...
Wait! My Yoka!
Are you okay? What's going on?
I'm fine.
I stabilized the formula for Rafaela so now it won't blow up.
And that's good? Now she can release it and mind-control the entire city.
Well if I didn't do it,
she was going to take us out, or it was going to explode!
So, are you alive? Then yes, it's a good thing!
Ooh. Frostee yelled at you.
Sorry. I'm still a really big fan,
I've just been under a lot of stress today.
Aw man! Echo's still missing, and Rafaela's plan is working.
Yeah, but we got Yoka!
Everything is ready. I brought them here like you asked.
So, what do you think? Too form-fitting? Not form-fitting enough?
A rainbow threw up on you.
Nailed it!
Why are you doing this? What do you want?
Does a bee ask why it collects, like, whatever the yellow stuff is?
Does a praying mantis ponder why it eats its mate?
No, it just does. And it's supes amaze.
What can I say. Nature is cruel, and so am I.
Maybe the reason I'm doing this is because it's in my blood.
It's what I'm meant to do.
Living my best life!
Obvi.
Adorbs! Want to see?
-No. -No.
Ugh!
Oh come on, don't you know I'm famous? It was on this day one year ago
that the people in my favela thought I died.
Like, total let-down.
But really, it was the day I was reborn as a saint.
The Patroness of the Favelas.
I was going to have that el blando agent lady of yours drive in the race with me,
but since she totes let me down - like everyone else around here! -
I've decided that you will be helping me instead.
You stand at the crossroads.
Follow me, and obey only my commands.
Tony and Layla are gone with Rafaela.
-Echo and Ms. Nowhere aren't back. -What do we do?
It's now or never. We got to get out of here.
Almost there.
I don't remember reading about this in your manual.
What can I say? My best ideas come from classic movies.
Huh?
The gangsters think I'm under mind control,
so they won't be suspicious when I bring you in.
Then, when they least expect it, we'll ambush them!
Time to act really angry, like I caught you.
I am angry! I'm the one that caught you, but I got to be in the handcuffs?
That's good. Good anger! Go with that!
Hmph!
Good. Everyone's here.
There's the Cardosos, Santos, Limas, and Rodriguezes.
First, I'll wipe them out on the track,
and then I'll wipe them out at the bank.
After today, they're going to be sad, penniless, powerless, and super ugly!
Because they're going to be crying. And you know they're ugly criers.
We release the formula right after I crush everyone and win the race, again.
And everyone is like, "How did we lose?
I thought Rafaela wasn't racing, and we'd win."
Then I take off my helmet, and I'm like, "Rafaela is in the race!"
And then everyone's, like, "OMG! It's Rafaela!"
and then mind control, uggos!
-You got it. -Sounds exciting.
Oh no!
Mind-controlled Ms. Nowhere caught Echo! We need to get out.
Where's Rafaela?
She took Tony and Layla. They're at the race.
-And the others? -Locked away.
Throw her in with them.
Ready? In 3, 2...
Now, now, now!
- Come on! - No, wait!
Gary, you oversized idiot! Let me go!
-What are you doing?! -Rescuing you!
No, man! Ms. Nowhere isn't mind-controlled!
Huh?
Uh... Just kidding.
This is what happens when a woman and some little children
interfere in the business of men.
You know what? This woman doesn't have time for this.
Ooh!
-Now, come along, children. -Whoa, hold on.
She could still be tricking us. How do we know you're not mind-controlled?
If I was still working for Rafaela,
Gary would be on the floor right now with two broken kneecaps, crying for his mommy!
She's clear.
Everyone in the hauler.
We got to get to the race before Rafaela mind-controls everyone.
Hey, I wanted to say I'm really sorry about body-slamming you.
-I know I'm a large man-- -You think you're sorry now? Just wait...
Uh-oh...
-I don't know where I'm going! -How about you find a road?
Okay! Okay. Oh, I see one!
Oh no! Banana peels!
Oh, yeah. We used those to stabilize the formula.
If we hit them, we'll lose control!
That is crazy!
People can slip on banana peels, but a gigantic hauler?
This isn't some cartoon!
I guess I was wrong!
Keep these jerks off my tail.
Remember, you're my team, and you're here to help me win the race.
Uh... Yo, we got company!
What do we do?
Frostee, get your drones airborne. Echo, jump on the cannon.
Cisco, you focus on getting us to that race!
And what about me?
She's still mad I body-slammed her...
I know! I'll provide moral support!
Cisco! I just wanted to let you know, you're doing great.
Aw... That means a lot, dawg!
- Echo. - I'm on it.
Ooh! This is a fun toy!
Oh, Echo! You are so funny! And creative!
You're the man, Frostee!
Oh! Ms. Nowhere! I think there's someone on the roof.
I got them.
High five!
Ooh... Not going to let that affect me. Not today. Nope.
Take them out!
Yeah!
- You're welcome. - Pretty sweet.
Guys! We got more cars!
We need to lose them.
We're in a 200,000 pound big rig. Not sure that's going to happen.
Wait... Cisco, turn onto this freeway overpass coming up.
I think here they call them highway overpasses.
Wouldn't they call them something in Portuguese, Mr. Helper?
Uh...
Hang on!
Why did they stop chasing us?
- Because of that! - Oh man.
I hope this thing has airbags!
It's got something way better than that.
Everyone! Hold on to something!
Yeah, son!
This is Lieutenant Rocha.
Fugitives are heading to the race. We need all available officers.
Last lap. Tony and Layla, line up behind me.
I'll cross the finish line, then we release the formula.
What are you doing?
I guess now's a good time to tell you.
You don't control us anymore.
What? You lied to me about being mind-controlled?
- How dare you? - Uh-huh. Frostee figured out the antidote.
Guys? Listen.
When I was stabilizing the formula,
I was secretly trying to make the antidote as well.
I figured out the chemical makeup
and realized it was similar to one I had seen before. Yoka!
It took a couple of extra ingredients but I did it!
The Yoka prevents the mind control from taking hold. It's like a vaccine!
- Where are you going? - It's over.
No it's not! I'm still the best racer in Rio!
Call Rocha.
Rocha, get to the tanker. Release the formula now.
I can't! I'm trying to stop the kids. They escaped and are heading to the race.
They escaped? Ugh!
Fine, I'll do it myself!
Whoa!
Guys, did you get out? Are you nearly there? We had to blow our cover.
Almost there!
POLICE
-What are we going to do? -We go through them!
We go through that?
They'll stop.
Hit the gas.
You want to play? Fine.
How's that for a punch to the gut?
I thought we were friends!
Seriously? You were mind-controlling me!
-You laughed at all my jokes. -Again, mind control.
Layla! Are you okay?
I'm fine, go! You need to stop her before she gets to the formula.
I won't let you get to that truck!
My lucky day.
No.
Oh, no!
Hm...
That's right, soak it up! Saint Rafaela is back!
And you will all do as I say.
-You good? -I'm fine, but what do we do now?
Snuff.
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♪ Speed it up, cause together we ♪
♪ We ride out, ride out Chase the legacy ♪
♪ Ride out, got the whole squad We on the go ♪
♪ Ghost ride the whip As our tires smoke ♪
♪ The crew stay tight Everybody knows ♪
♪ We just having fun Cause this is how we roll ♪
♪ We ride out, ride out Chase the legacy ♪