Hi, Tippy! Beautiful morning!
It most certainly is, Lieutenant DeTain!
Back to work, huh?
I hope those eight hours in prison
taught you a valuable lesson about becoming a criminal mastermind
who tries to take over the world,
almost destroying it in the process.
Right? What was I thinking with that?
I'm grateful to return to my regular doorman duties,
knowing my city is safe... from me.
Excuse me, Lieutenant DeTain. Duty calls!
Always a pleasure, Ms. Blumfeld.
Enjoy your morning constitutional!
What a beautiful day...
to destroy Sinclair's dreams!
Hacksaw, were you able
to infiltrate Sinclair's organization?
Yes, Mr. Fendrich.
My disguise worked for about 20 seconds.
Then they threw me out.
They said hurtful things and used uncalled-for language.
There, there, Hacksaw. That woman has no class.
But we'll show her!
They go low, we drop yucky stuff on them from above!
What did you learn in that 20 seconds?
As my secret photos show,
Sinclair got approval from Mayor Fleck
to put a giant metal "S" in the park
to honor the Sinclair family name.
Over my dead body!
Yup, that was the plan, but Sinclair decided not to wait.
-Sinclair! -What?
Um, nothing!
Never mind!
Oh, I hate sharing a building with that woman!
That "S" sculpture is an insult to other letters
and the Fendrich name!
Where's Vito?
He's in jail for what we did
to stop Sinclair's plans last week.
Right. Who's my second-in-command?
-Me! -Drat!
We have to break Vito out of jail.
No offense, but you're basically useless.
-Hey! -I said no offense!
Okay, Hacksaw, what's the plan?
The plan, Big Betty, is pure genius.
-Super magnet!
I have no idea what that means.
Vito's cell is there.
We point a super magnet at the barred window
and rip it from the wall.
Vito escapes.
We all stop Sinclair from putting her "S" in the park.
-Simple. -Huh.
Super magnet. Hmm. Makes sense.
I'm in. What could go wrong?
You guys line the truck up while I turn the magnet on.
-Okay, Frankie.
Left! Left! Left!
No, right. No, no.
Left, left more. Too much left!
Back, back.
-No, no, right. -Hmm.
My prison guard instincts tell me this is all perfectly fine.
Right, right.
But since I'm horrible at my job,
I should probably call it in.
Uh-oh. Close enough, guys!
Super magnet time!
Oh.
This is gonna be the best
medieval knight's armor store in the city!
Better than Sir Lance-For-Less?
-Attention all units.
Something really bad is happening at the prison!
Ah! Over.
This is DeTain! I'm on it!
Whoa!
Yeah!
What is that?
That?
Oh, are you kidding me?
-Whoa!
This is Gabby Tocamera at City Jail
where a daring prison break was foiled
by what some describe as a "flying, silver blurry man-thing."
We've created a composite image of the so-called, by me, just now, "Silver Blur"
based on eyewitness testimony.
Dreamy.
Righteous! We have our own superhero.
The Silver Blur. Cool.
Respectfully, Chief,
there is nothing quote unquote, "cool" about vigilantism.
Civilians can't take the law into their own hands.
Lieutenant DeTain, why didn't you arrest this Silver Blur?
Well, the scene was chaotic, Captain Bennett.
Plus, honestly, I've never read Miranda Rights to a blur before.
-It seems awkward. -Chill out, El Capitan.
Duke, if you find this silver dude,
thank him for slamming a gnarly prison break.
-And arrest him. -I'm getting mixed signals here.
You're our raddest cop, Dukester.
Trust your instincts.
And arrest him.
We don't need Vito!
It's time I showed the boss
I'm much more than basically useless.
-Oh!
Right. So now what?
I've got the perfect plan.
Super magnet!
Isn't that your exact plan from before
that was a total disaster?
Sure, but that was for a jailbreak!
A super magnet is the tool of choice
for stealing giant metal letters from parks.
Huh. Super magnet. Hmm. Makes sense.
I'm in. What could go wrong... again?
Ah, hello again, Lieutenant DeTain.
Tippy, as a doorman,
you, pretty much, know everything, right?
Under this cap are secrets that would curl your toes.
Do you know who the Silver Blur is?
-Alas, I do not, Lieutenant.
Welcome back, Ms. Blumfeld.
-I trust your stroll was invigorating.
I assure you, if anyone around me
was a superhero, I would know.
-Hmm.
Go left!
More left! Yeah, yeah, even leftier!
Left, left! Okay, too left!
Right! Right.
Right. Right. More.
No, no. Left. Left.
No, back, back. Left more. Left.
No. Right. Right.
Uh-oh! Close enough, guys!
Super magnet time.
-Ah! -Wah!
Frankie, it's Fendrich!
Hacksaw isn't picking up! Where are you?
-Oh, good. What's the update?
Oh, what...
Do you consider the Silver Blur a hero or a criminal?
That's a difficult, nuanced question, Lieutenant.
Whomever this brave soul is,
one would assume they believe
in the inherent goodness of their actions.
On the other hand, it is unwise to climb into the mind
of the truly exceptional,
as thinking differently is often a large part
-of what makes them exceptional.
Okay, kids.
One extra-large sub sandwich to go.
Attention all units! Ah!
Helicopter! Ah!
Flying debris! Ah!
All over city! Ah!
Too many calls! Ah! Over.
Excuse me, Tippy. That's my cue.
Good luck, Lieutenant DeTain!
Oh!
Boss, it worked!
I got the "S"!
Yes!
-Phew!
Sinclair!
Lieutenant DeTain, this is Captain Bennett.
If that Silver Menace shows up, you know what to do!
Actually, I don't wanna take any chances by being vague.
Arrest him!
Yo, Sir Duke! Wheelie, here!
If you see the insane Blur Dude, buy him an energy drink for me!
Oh, no!
It's headed straight at the Home For People
Terrified Of Helicopters!
It's even worse than I imagined!
-What is that? -What?
He did it!
I need a nice, long ten, fifteen-minute cry,
then you're going to jail.
You read my mind!
It's okay, uh, Mr. Blur.
I saw what you did. You saved a lot of people today.
And while I agree citizens should not take the law into their own hands,
I'm gonna let you off with a warning this time.
I hope you decide to put away your silver cape
and join the police force.
We could always use real heroes like you.