♪♪
Aaah!
Uggh!
(blades clanging)
You sure it was a good idea to come without the rest of your buddies?
Baymax!
(Hiro gasping)
-Ha ha! -(alarm beeping)
-What's that? -It is an alarm.
Hiro, we must leave for your meeting with Professor Granville soon.
(gasping) Wait, that was today?
Yes. It is in eight minutes.
Excuse me, we're fighting here.
Haaah!
(beep)
(whoosh)
-There you are. -Sorry, Globby, gotta wrap this up.
(beep)
Hey! (stammering, groaning)
-Baymax, you OK? -I am sticky.
Globby: Catch ya later!
(gurgling)
Well, at least he didn't get this.
(clanging)
Titanium shell biometric lock? This is some serious security.
I wonder what's inside.
Baymax: Hiro, your meeting is now in seven minutes.
Is your final project proposal ready?
Uh, not exactly, but I've still got some time, right?
How long till we get back to SFIT?
-Approximately 7.5 minutes. -See? Plenty of time.
-(thrusters roaring) -Hiro: Oh...
I am still sticky.
Hello. I am Baymax.
♪ Whoa-oh ♪
Thus, for my final project, I propose an investigation
into Lenore Shimamoto's scientific work.
-(tablet beeps) -Your project is approved.
(softly) Stall.
I mean, she kept it all secret. It's pretty fascinating, you have to admit.
Yes. That's why I approved your project.
Why was it a secret? That's the big question.
Which... I...
will attempt...
-(Hiro panting) -...to answer.
I hear you panting, Mr. Hamada.
Uh... Hey, Professor Granville. Is it my turn already?
So it is, Mr. Hamada.
I hope you put as much thought
into your proposal
as your friends did.
Yeah, about that.
-You have nothing? -I have nothing. (sighs)
I'm sorry, Professor Granville. I've just been... overscheduled?
-With? -Things.
Lots of things. Can I maybe get an extension?
Unfortunately, Mr. Hamada, the rules apply to everyone.
Even you.
Remember, your final project counts
for 60% of your first-semester grade.
-That much? -If you hope to see
this smiling face again next semester,
I suggest you step up.
-I will. -By the deadline!
-Right. I will not be-- -Late! Really sorry I'm late, Professor Granville.
Given that you aren't a student, you don't need to be here at all.
Oh. Does that mean you don't want to see my mascot final project?
There is no mascot final project.
But it involves sparklers. Watch.
-(sparklers sizzling) -(Fred exclaiming)
Baymax: Fred, that does not appear safe.
-(crash) -(Fred groaning)
Baymax: On a scale of one to ten...
So, I have Big Hero 6 to thank for the mess in my warehouse.
We stopped Globby from taking this, but why do you want it?
What's in the briefcase, Krei?
Uh, nothing.
Baymax: My scan indicates that there is not "nothing" inside.
Well, it's nothing valuable. See for yourselves.
A few years ago, Krei Tech-- and every other tech company--
was trying to create an energy amplifier.
Is it supposed to look like a burnt Noodle Burger?
-Pretty sure no. -Bleeding edge technology
that would exponentially multiply the output of any power source.
But there were... complications.
-(man screaming) -woman: There are complications!
-(fire roaring) -(phone beeps)
Call the fire department... again.
What? Everyone lived. And we all learned a very important lesson:
-the energy amplifying business is not a sound investment. -So it was a massive fail.
It was not technically failure if the whole idea was impossible in the first place.
Impossible? You sure?
My people say it is, and as clever as you all are,
I hired the best and the brightest in the business
and they couldn't crack it.
It was just one giant warehouse fire after another.
The warehouses always pay for our mistakes. It's not fair.
Then why did Globby try to steal it?
Maybe he collects garbage. Because that's what this is.
-Expensive garbage, but still garbage. -(clang)
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a meeting with R&D
about something that is both possible and profitable.
Fireproof warehouses.
Thanks for helping me carry my stuff, Wasabi.
-Ooh! I am so excited about my final project. -(Wasabi gasps)
Are you sure you wanna spend a lot of time in here, Honey Lemon?
What do you mean?
It's just so... aaah!... unclean.
Unclean! Ugh! What is that, even?
-Wait, was that...? -Did you just see that?
This math is way ahead of Shimamoto's time.
Honey Lemon: "Mum's the word"?
Shimamoto had a secret.
There's more here than just equations.
It's gotta be a clue. We have to go back!
-To a cleaner environment? -No, to Shimamoto's lab.
It was worth a shot.
Huh. This might be doable.
Am I to believe this is your final project, Mr. Hamada?
Uh, yes? I mean, yes.
-It is. -What is it?
Baymax: Expensive garbage.
Uh, no, Baymax. I'm making an energy amplifier.
An energy amplifier?
This is not what I expected from you.
I know, me neither.
But I think if I can minimize energy lost as heat through--
-Impossible. -Well, it won't be easy but--
I mean that I reject this proposal because it is impossible.
What? No. I think I'm really onto something here. Look at my--
Arrogance showing?
This is too advanced an undertaking, Mr. Hamada, even for you.
Professor Granville, this could revolutionize energy efficiency and change--
It's also incredibly dangerous.
Try to think responsibly for once!
I am, but you're not listening, because you don't think I can do it.
It is not always a question of "can," Mr. Hamada.
Sometimes it's whether you should.
But I can. So I should.
(sighs)
My decision is final.
Come up with another proposal.
And soon.
Baymax: Hiro, you still have time to devise an alternate proposal.
-May I help? -It's OK, Baymax.
-I've already got a backup plan. -Baymax: That is excellent news.
-I'm gonna prove Professor Granville wrong. -Baymax: I do not understand.
I'm going to work on the amplifier, you know, in secret.
Baymax: Her decision was final. Would you like me to play it back?
Granville: My decision is final.
Yeah, I heard. But if I pull this off--
and I definitely will-- then Granville will be too impressed to be mad.
Let's go, Baymax. I'm gonna make her eat her words.
Baymax: That is not physically possible.
Well... I'm going to do a lot of impossible things.
(machine whirring)
(beeping)
(clanging)
-(crash) -(whoosh)
Speed's good. Just gotta make it less deadly.
Go Go! Go Go!
Mini-Max: Cease combustion, tiny flame.
Go Go, I have the perfect plan to catch Obake.
What's the plan, Fred?
-Well, I'm glad you asked. -And now I'm not.
Globby has been trying to steal Krei's energy amplifier.
And Globby's been working for Obake.
If we set a trap for Globby, making him think we have an energy amplifier,
we can catch Globby
and make Globby lead us to Obake.
-Not bad. -The action figures sold it, right?
-No... -Aaaah!
That part was stupid.
But it's a good plan. I'm in.
Yes! Plan Fred is a go!
"Yeah!" "All right."
"Fred's a real genius!"
Baymax: Hiro, you have been working for 7.3 hours.
Research indicates that fatigue can lead to cognitive impairment.
I have brought you a sandwich.
Thanks, Baymax. You're the best.
What is the status of your unsanctioned research?
Um, I'm definitely onto something.
-(beeping) -Fred: Hiro! -What's up, Fred?
-I'm kinda busy. -Fred: Oh, no big deal.
-Fred: I just have a plan to capture Globby! -Uh-huh. That's great.
Isn't it? We just need to convince Krei
to pretend like he completed the amplifying thingamajig and lure Globby out.
Then we catch Globby in the act and take out Obake.
Sounds good. Baymax and I are in.
I actually got the idea from my--
Baymax: Hiro. I have finished my risk assessment
of your unsanctioned final project.
There is an 80% chance of failure.
Huh. That's not so bad.
Baymax: Within that 80%, there is a 96% chance of disastrous failure.
I have concerns. I will list them now.
One, fiery explosions.
Uh, yeah, thanks for the analysis, Baymax, but I'll be fine, really.
-Baymax: Two, electrocution. -(sparks zapping)
Three...
This is possibly worse than the museum.
She hid the journal in a secret compartment.
Maybe there's another one.
-(plane buzzing) -(crash)
(Wasabi groans)
Wasabi: Right. I'm just not gonna move from this spot anymore.
Ewww. By which I mean from this spot.
(shrieks) Uggh!
(sighs) That was close.
Huh. Shimamoto liked chrysanthemums.
-That's it. -What's it?
People used to call chrysanthemums "mums."
"Mum's the word"! The vase!
-That's what the clue leads to. -Maybe there's something inside.
(coughing)
Hundred-year-old pollen! I'm out.
Or maybe there's something outside.
It's a wax cylinder.
Like an old-timey record?
Hmm. Lenore Shimamoto wanted us
to hear whatever she recorded on this.
Great. So how do we play it?
I have an idea, but you're not gonna like it.
-You were right: I don't like it. -Told you.
Are we gonna go to every gross place in this town today?
-(Wasabi screams) -(thud)
Whoaaaa! Ooh!
-Ohh! -(splat)
-(mouse squeaking) -Aaaaah!
-Shhh! Or we'll trigger the... -(alarm blaring)
...security system.
-(whoosh) -(Honey Lemon gasps)
(machine rattling)
(flames roaring)
-(whoosh) -Aaaaah!
Let me see if I understand.
You want me to throw a fake press conference
and pretend I have a product that doesn't exist so a monster will attack me.
Uh-huh.
Oh, and if you could do it by tomorrow, that'd be great.
No?
No to tomorrow, or no to...?
No to everything.
Mini-Max: Fear not, Captain of Industry.
I will be your steadfast guardian!
This tiny Baymax is strangely compelling.
I want one.
I am Mini-Max, defender of good!
And I promise you that we shall bring Globby,
the villain who stole your wallet, to justice.
That's right. Globby did steal my wallet.
OK, you have a deal. Let's do it.
Fred: Yes! We're on it, Mr. Krei.
I made it weird, didn't I?
(Wasabi and Honey Lemon screaming)
-(crash) -Wasabi: Uggh!
-(both gasp) -Honey Lemon: Run!
(Wasabi panting)
-I'll keep it busy! -I'll cut off the power!
(straining)
-(clang) -(thwack)
Agggh!
-(Wasabi gasping) -(machine pounding)
OK, it's busy!
(whoosh)
(Wasabi straining)
Yaaaaa!
Whoaaa! Ooh!
(metal clanging)
-(cheerful music playing) -Hey!
(debris rattling)
-(clang) -(motors whirring)
Oh, come on! (screams)
Whoaaaa!
(steam hissing)
(Wasabi shrieking)
-(crash) -Wasabi!
(screaming)
(sighs) Let's see if this old thing works.
Von Steamer: Baron's log.
On this day, I, Baron Von Steamer,
proclaim that my latest scheme to defeat Boss Awesome
cannot fail!
Victory will be mine!
Gotta admire his confidence.
Von Steamer: Baron's log. Addendum.
Victory was not mine. (sobbing)
OK, clearly a private moment.
Good news, the player works.
We'll just borrow it. I'll leave a note.
Baymax: Hiro.
Hiro.
(cat meows)
Hiro. It is time to go.
Baymax? Is it morning already?
Yes. The press conference will begin in 20 minutes.
I can't stop now. I'm in the zone.
Baymax: Fred and Go Go require backup.
I know, but I'm so close to finishing.
I had a breakthrough and I just need a little more time to...
Baymax, can you do me a huge favor and head to Krei Tech first?
Baymax: Without you?
Yeah, without me. I'm just so close on this.
-Don't worry, I'll catch up. -Baymax: I will go.
Without you.
Goodbye.
(applause)
-Hiro's late. -Or maybe we're early.
We're not early.
Finally.
Wait, where's Hiro?
Baymax: Hiro said that he would "catch up."
-That was not part of the plan. -Relax, Go Go.
Even if Hiro doesn't make it, the three of us and Mini-Max
-are more than enough to handle Globby. -(static feedback)
Once again, Krei Tech Industries has done the impossible.
I present to you all the energy amplifying thing...
-(crackling) -uh...
which we, uh, like to call...
Pa... trick... Patrick. That's it, Patrick.
Are you going to open it, or what? We're rolling.
Y-Yes. I'm going to do that.
Now. Right...
now-- Aaaah!
And I'll be taking this. Yoink.
Let's go!
-(whoosh) -Uggh!
Noodle Burger Boy: Howdy and hello, burger buddies.
We're here to toast your buns.
Oh no.
Baymax: Buns. I get it.
(whoosh)
Fred: Next! Now!
Mini-Max: Mini-maximum rocket punch!
Gaaah. Just kidding.
-(glass shatters) -Well played, gelatinous foe.
-Fred: I'll get him! -(whoosh)
(splat)
Fred: This is not how I saw my plan going when it was in my head.
-You don't say. -Lemme show you how I see it going.
Aaaah!
-(thud) -Uggh!
(laughing diabolically)
(roars)
He can turn into a dinosaur?
Fred: Honestly, I'm surprised he hasn't done it before.
But look at those tiny, useless arms!
-Oh, ya think? -(whoosh)
Fred: Ow!
There's too many of them.
Breaking news from Krei Tech Industries, literally!
-(thwack) -Baymax: Oh, no.
-(glass shatters) -(thud)
Hee-hee, hee-hee, hee-hee.
This is it, Wasabi. This could be the secret behind Shimamoto's great discovery.
-Are you ready? -(phone beeping)
Go Go? We're kinda busy.
Go Go: Are you kidding me?!
Aaah! Noodle Burger Boy and Globby attacking Krei Tech.
Need backup. Hurry!
-Okay. Just gotta test it out. -(phone buzzing)
(sparking, whirring)
(beeping)
Hiro: Ah! It's working.
-(buzzer sounding) -(sparks zapping)
-(boom) -(Hiro shrieking)
-(buzzing stops) -(device powers down)
It's working! Baymax, did you...?
(phone buzzes)
-Oh no. No. -(phone chimes)
-No, no, no, no, no! -(phone beeping)
(whooshing)
Go Go: Baymax, you have to fight back.
Fred: Say "rocket fist!" Arggh!
(clang)
Go Go: Baymax, rocket fist!
(monitor beeping)
-Baymax: Oh, no. -(clang)
Noodle Burger Boy: Golly, mister,
I've got a special order for you.
Baymax: Reboot. Data packet invalid.
Reboot. Internal authentication error.
Reboot. Reboot protocol malfunction-- reboot...
-Baymax! -(clang)
Thanks.
-Aaaah! -(Globby roars, spits)
-Fred: Uggh! -Give me my wallet back, Globby!
It was a gift from my accountant.
Well, I lost it.
You are a monster!
Guys. This stuff is oozing into "places."
Hang on, Fred, I'm coming! Uggh!
(straining)
Uh-oh. I'm stuck.
Like, really stuck.
Fred: Yeah. Man, that's really in there.
-(Globby snarling) -Mini-Max: Fear not, friend Krei.
Take this, you pint-sized pest!
(boom)
(screeches)
(screaming)
Ugggh!
-Order's up, misters. -(beeping)
(engine revving)
(tires screech)
(crash)
-Ow! -Not good, not good.
(splat)
-(Fred gasps) -(Burger Boy clanging)
Noodle Burger Boy: Golly, mister, this is not swell.
-(Globby bubbling) -Well, that's our cue.
(sighs) Sorry I'm late.
Where were you?
I kinda lost track of time.
Uh, doing what?
My final project. Wait'll you guys see.
That's great, Hiro, but someone could have really gotten hurt today.
We needed you. Baymax needed you.
(gasps) Oh, no.
Baymax? (straining)
Baymax?
-(metal clanging) -(electronics whir)
Baymax: Reboot complete.
Hello. I am Baymax.
Baymax. Are you OK? Talk to me, buddy.
-Where's the damage? -Baymax: I briefly malfunctioned.
I am fine.
(water sloshes)
Guys, I'm really sorry.
I didn't mean to let you down like that.
We know. But don't do it again.
Fred: I forgive you, Hiro.
I mean, my super perfect plan didn't work cuz Globby got away,
probably a little your fault,
but there are two positive takeaways from all this.
One, I got to fight a dinosaur, which was awesome,
and two, all they stole was an empty briefcase.
My lawyer gave me that briefcase.
Mini-Max: I offer my consolation, wealthy citizen.
-(clang) -(thud)
Momakase: Obake will not like this.
Actually, I'm thrilled.
Everything went exactly as planned.
-I don't get it. -Of course you don't.
Krei's pack of simpletons couldn't finish the job.
I needed the services of someone truly gifted.
(sparks zapping)
OK, if my math is right, the results from this energy amplifier
should be off the charts.
Baymax: The results appear to be on the chart.
I meant, incredibly amazing.
Baymax: Oh. Hyperbole.
Now, I just need to test it before showing it off at open house.
-(sparks zapping) -Only 1%.
If my modifications work, no overload this time.
-(whirring) -Good, good...
-(beeping) -Oh, look, it's working.
Baymax: Yes. It is also about to combust.
Monoammonium phosphate is required.
Were those results off the charts?
-Slightly. -I detect Professor Granville approaching.
I estimate she will be here in two...
-Mr. Hamada. -...seconds or less.
What happened to your phone?
Krei Tech, you know?
I do. They're trash.
However, I'm here to discuss your final project.
I'm just still kicking around a few ideas.
This is no time for idea foosball.
The open house is tomorrow.
Are you hiding something, Mr. Hamada?
Hiro: Professor Granville, I am shocked.
After all we've been through?
Baymax: Professor, the sound of your grinding teeth
indicates stress.
Our boy genius is on the verge of failing
and is clearly hiding something from me,
so yes, I am a little stressed.
-Baymax: Would you like a hug? -I would not.
Next time we talk, Mr. Hamada, I expect results.
-(door closes) -(sighs)
She wants results, let's give her some results.
So you just took this?
-We left a lot of notes. -And we wiped everything down.
-To erase your fingerprints? -No, just to tidy up.
So, are we gonna play it or what?
Ohh! This is so exciting!
For the first time ever, Lenore Shimamoto, in her own words.
(garbled voice playing)
Are we sure those are words?
Hmm, something's not right.
Oh! This is nasty.
Yeah. A hundred years' worth of dirt and dust will do that.
Wasabi: Good thing I brought my detergency kit.
The key is to have the proper tool for the job.
Ahh! I knew the hummingbird would come in handy one day.
Oh, we have to have it ready for the open house tomorrow.
The hummingbird, Honey Lemon, tiny but mighty.
(whirring)
Impressive.
-What? I'm being sincere. -Really?
Well, not completely. Like 80%.
That's really not bad, Wasabi.
(crickets chirping)
Baymax: These snacks are unhealthy.
(sparks zapping)
(buzzing)
Aaaah!
Baymax: And dangerous.
(Hiro straining)
I need to test it on something big enough to handle the power surge.
Hiro, I've gotta show you something and it cannot wait--
Mm! Garlic ranch.
Seriously, my fave.
-(squawks) -OK, you can open your eyes.
Behold! Kentucky Kaiju 2.0.
I know, I know, the last one almost destroyed the city, but this one...
Is perfect for my tech.
I don't know what you're talking about,
but last one into the dangerous monster is a rotten egg.
Baymax: Rotten eggs can cause gastrointestinal distress. It is also common...
Probably should warn you, this might be a bad idea.
-"This might be a bad idea" is my middle name. -(monitor beeping)
(roars)
(clang)
Let's just start slow.
Right, baby steps.
-(beeping) -Easy...
Hee-hee-hee!
-Baymax: Oh, no. -Uggh!
Hiro, your amplifier thingie rocks!
I'm more concerned about our landing right now.
Everybody OK?
Baymax: There were no major injuries.
-Let's do it again! (sighs) -(clang)
And they said it was impossible?
Baymax: It was off the charts.
Yeah, Baymax, totally off the charts.
I can't wait to see the look on Granville's face.
Feels like just yesterday Tadashi was going to his first open house.
And now here you are. I'm so proud of you!
Thanks, Aunt Cass. I think you're gonna be impressed.
My scan has detected Obake.
-(spits) -What's an Obake?
Uh, Obake Hunt. It's a... it's a game.
I gotta go catch me some Obakes!
Baymax, let's go.
(Baymax squeaking)
(Hiro straining) Yaah!
Good luck catching your Obakes!
Baymax: I have been running periodic scans for Obake.
He is currently located in Night Market Square.
Are you sure? He's been using a scan jammer.
Baymax: Biometrics and vocal analysis
match the readings from when we met Obake.
Oh, his jammer must be malfunctioning.
This is our chance. We can finally catch him.
Ah, the open house.
If I don't show my final project,
Professor Granville's gonna fail me.
Baymax: Tadashi... believed you should help,
even if it means putting yourself at risk.
Or putting my grade at risk.
But you're right, it's what Tadashi would do.
Obake it is.
♪ I love science fairs don't you too? ♪
♪ Professor Granville, ooh ♪
So glad you could join us, Dr. Wower.
(gloves squeaking)
You know, Professor, you were actually the inspiration
behind my TV character.
Granville: Hmm.
Is that right?
That's very... flattering.
-You created an electric circuit inside the rose? -I filled the xylem...
With a conductive polymer. Wow, Karmi, this could give a whole new meaning to...
both: "Power plants."
(laughing)
Ooh.
Hmm-hmm...
-Hey, guys, have you seen Hiro? -Oh, he's not here yet? He said he was gonna meet us.
I'm sure he'll be here any minute.
OK, well, anyone want a cupcake?
-Awesome. -Thanks, Aunt Cass!
Fred: Clutch!
Hmm, this is not gonna work...
(gobbling)
If Hiro keeps flaking, he's gonna flunk out.
-(whoosh) -(thud)
Baymax: Nice hideout. Scanning.
Obake is inside.
We better call the others.
Obake is approaching the rear exit.
You're right, we gotta go in now.
It's hero time.
Never mind. C-Come on.
Wow! Honey Lemon,
all the big dawgs showed up to see your final project.
Big dawgs? No, no, don't say that.
But I like big dawgs. Go Go, who doesn't like big dawgs?
Where is Wasabi with the wax cylinder?
Excuse me. Ugh.
(sighs) Sorry it took so long.
I pushed the hummingbird to its limit.
(gasp) Thank you, Wasabi!
-(pop) -You need better hobbies.
Ladies and gentlemen, for my final project,
I am unraveling the mystery of Lenore Shimamoto's secret work as a scientist.
I believe I have found the key. A recording made by Lenore Shimamoto herself!
Are you sure this is authentic?
Uh-huh. It was hidden in your lab.
I believe she wanted a future generation to find it,
and now we have.
We will be the first people to hear her speak in over a century.
Shimamoto: April 4th, 1907. If you are listening to this,
then you have proven yourself clever enough to follow the clues I left.
Nerd power for the win.
Shimamoto: Undoubtedly, you have uncovered the diagram under my painting,
"City Rising."
I preserved it for study only.
Do not let yourself be tempted by blind ambition.
To recreate my work will lead you down a pitch-dark path.
I built a machine which I thought would create
a source of unlimited power.
-(sparks zapping) -However, that's not what happened.
My experiment was responsible for...
I am responsible for the Great Catastrophe.
-(woman gasps) -woman: What?
The destruction, the devastation.
I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry.
(all gasping)
Hmm. You might want to put on a happier wax cylinder next time.
Ooh, maybe one with reggae?
(electricity buzzing)
Give it up, Obake. There's nowhere to run.
My dear Hiro, why would I run
when you're exactly where I want you?
A bot. It's not the real Obake!
(clanging)
Baymax: Oh no.
(crash)
Baymax!
(arms whirring)
(Hiro panting)
(Hiro groans)
(straining)
Baymax, rocket fist!
(clang)
-(whoosh) -(crash)
Baymax, are you OK?
Baymax: My damage is minimal.
(buzzing)
Thank you for playing.
I don't get it, how did the bot confuse your scanners?
-Baymax: I am uncertain. -(bot whirring)
Bot: Well done, Hiro.
Unfortunately for you, I kept you busy just long enough...
Kept me busy, from what? (gasp)
Hello, Professor.
Bob? Bob Aken?
In the flesh.
I... I haven't seen you since...
Since my little accident?
What... What happened back then...
I'm sorry.
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh. Sorry for what?
You did exactly what was best for me.
What was it you used to say?
"You can't hold back genius."
A philosophy I've come to regret.
A pity.
Your current protégés
deserve to be afforded the same creative freedom.
After all, you made me the man I am today.
Wonderful to see you again.
Fascinating presentation, Honey Lemon.
-(Honey Lemon gasps) -Are you guys seeing what I'm seeing?
Totally! That kid stole my sparklers idea!
(sparkler fizzing)
No, there!
Obake's here?
Obake's here!
-(splat) -And he's not alone.
-(gasp) -Jeez, lady, didn't your parents ever teach you
it's rude to scream at strangers?
(muffled screaming)
Noodle Burger Boy: I'm back. Hello! Can we take your order?
Now it's a party.
Uh-oh.
-(beeping) -All the bad dawgs showed up.
(screaming)
-(crash) -(Globby roaring)
Please evacuate in an orderly fashion!
(roaring)
(beeping)
(buzzing)
(roaring continues)
(Globby snarling)
Bring it on!
(munching)
(legs whirring)
Globby: Oww!
(zapping)
You are terrible at this, aren't you?
Fred: Granville security bots. Sweet!
Give them some room to do their thang!
-(whoosh) -(blade clanging)
(bots clanging)
"Thang"? Really?
-(pop) -Let's... dance!
You've got it, mister!
(dance music playing)
♪ Come on, everybody do the Noodle ♪
♪ Do the Noodle do the Noodle ♪
♪ Come on, everybody do the Noodle ♪
Noodle this! Hah!
-Hah! -(blade clanging)
-Ugh! -(whoosh)
Hurry, Baymax, we've gotta get to my lab.
(electricity buzzing)
Scared of me?
Uh, it's not you.
It's everything!
Hyah!
-Hah! -(blade clanging)
Noodle Burger Boy: Ho ho ho ho ho!
Now serving breakfast all day!
Syrup? Seriously?
Fred: Honey Lemon, toss one up, surprise me!
Batter up!
(thwack)
Advantage: Globby.
(beep beep)
Still works.
Feels like home.
Now where, oh where...
(gasp) Ah!
The final piece.
Put it down, Obake. It's over.
Quite the opposite. Things are just getting started.
Blast him, Baymax!
-(whoosh) -Huh?
Oh, why, thanks.
(remote clicks)
Hiro: Come on, he's getting away!
Noodle Burger Boy: One laser-eye special coming up!
(whoosh)
-(crash) -(Hiro groans)
Noodle Burger Boy: ♪ Come on, everybody do the Noodle ♪
♪ Do the Noodle... ♪
Obake: Please, stop!
-(sighs) -Are you guys OK?
Baymax: We are without injury.
But Obake got away.
Students, is everyone all right?
Fred: Ah. We're fine, Professor.
-(Go Go elbows Fred) -Ugh! I mean,
complete stranger, whom we've never met.
Enough with the charade, Mr. Frederickson.
Huh? Wha...? You know we're...?
Big Hero 6? I see all.
Calm down, your secret is safe with me.
My primary concern is why the school was attacked for a third time this semester.
This was all my fault.
I disobeyed you. I created an energy amplifier.
The good news is it worked.
Let me guess the bad news.
Obake has it.
-Mm-hmm. -Obake?
Yeah, you know, the creepy guy with the night light in his face?
Follow me, all of you.
Obake, once my star student.
I knew him as Bob Aken.
He had so many ideas to make the world a better place.
I encouraged him to explore fearlessly.
Unfortunately the path he chose led him to the energy amplifier.
He was not as successful as Mr. Hamada.
The boy needed limits. I did not provide them.
It was a mistake I never wanted to make again.
However, it seems I have.
Fred: His real name's Bob?
(spoon stirring batter)
(splash)
Hiro, where have you been?
-Uh, careful. -Ooh, are you hurt?
I just got a little banged up in all the chaos at school.
I got so anxious when I couldn't find you at the open house.
Yeah, I'm sorry for showing up late; that must have been really scary.
I'm just glad you two are back in one piece.
Well, two pieces, because there are two of you,
but probably didn't need to explain that.
Ow!
I said "ow."
(Baymax whirs)
Uh... alerted to my need for medical attention?
Nothing?
(sighs) There must be something wrong with... What?
Baymax?
Baymax, you have to listen to me.
(straining)
Baymax: Do not.
(thud)
(Hiro straining)
Baymax: Resisting will result in further injury.
(door whirring)
(blades clanging)
Noodle Burger Boy: Golly, mister,
I've got a Noodle Supreme with all the fixin's.
Ah, knock it off with all the fast-food jabber.
It's confusing!
-Hi, Hiro. -Trina?
Y-Y-You're a...
Robot. Obviously.
-Hiro: Obviously. -Trina: You never figured it out?
That's so pathetic, it's cute.
(door beeps)
Hiro Hamada.
Welcome!
-Hiro was supposed to meet us. -Fred: It's definitely weird.
People who make elaborate conspiracy boards are usually pretty reliable.
Obake has the magnet from the school.
Fred: And he was doing something in the bay.
What if he was turning H2O into D2O?
Heavy water. That could be used as fuel.
Uh-huh, uh-huh. I mean, I don't get it, but uh-huh.
Honey Lemon: We know he was obsessed with Shimamoto.
(gasp) The Great Catastrophe.
He's trying to recreate the Great Catastrophe.
And he has everything he needs.
(dramatic soundtrack plays)
(static buzzing)
Hiro: Noodle Burger Boy.
(beeps)
(sighs) I should have been there, but I was...
Doing vital work.
For me.
Obake: Hah!
Lenore Shimamoto?
I'm a big fan.
Shimamoto built a rather unique machine.
It created a star.
-Hiro: A star? -It collapsed quickly.
That would create a giant shockwave.
Wait. That's how she caused the Great Catastrophe.
Oh, you are sharp, but New San Fransokyo is so much larger now,
so I need a bigger bang.
I improved on Shimamoto's inadvertent discovery.
It should be quite a show.
Why didn't I listen to Granville?
Because, like me, you were meant to push limits.
(whoosh)
But everyone will be... Aunt Cass.
I have to warn her! Ugh! (straining)
If it's any comfort,
even if she left now, she wouldn't make it out of the city in time.
Wait. He's going to destroy San Fransokyo?
-Even Joe's Diner? -(thwack)
Your breath smells like garbage.
Hiro? Hiro? Nothing.
If Baymax were here, he could scan for him.
Well, can you scan for people, Mini-Max?
Mini-Max: Sure, within a mini-radius.
Fred: How mini?
This room.
I do not detect Hiro Hamada.
Oh.
-Mini-Max: Asparagus spear? -Oh!
We gotta assume Obake has Hiro. Can we track Obake?
We know his machine will output a lot of energy.
And we are able to scan for an energy surge.
Let's pick up our equipment at SFIT, get to the highest point in the city.
-Find Obake. -And find Hiro.
You will be quite safe here with me.
Two visionaries, just hangin'.
It's not about me.
You're gonna hurt millions of people.
Together, we're going to create a star.
Congratulations, Hiro, that's some final project.
No! Just because you can doesn't mean you should.
Uggh! That's Granville talking.
Because Granville was right.
She's been right all along.
Nonsense. Do you know why Icarus plunged to his doom?
Because he flew too high.
Because he needed better wings.
We have the ability to remake the world,
starting with this city.
The worthy survive.
Go Go: Wasabi, step on it.
Way ahead of you. We are currently 5% over the speed limit.
-New driver. -(tires screeching)
(screaming)
(console jingling)
Guys, just a heads up, I get a little car sick... (retches)
-...in the back sometimes. -(tires squealing)
Why am I here? You have my energy amplifier.
What more do you want? Ugh!
Obake: A student.
Sorry?
Granville doesn't understand your potential, but I do.
When my new city is complete, it will be a paradise for learning and research.
I can't wait to see what you'll accomplish,
what we'll accomplish.
What? You'd have to be crazy to think I'd ever join you!
You're a bit worked up right now.
I understand.
Tragedy has molded us,
intellect has driven us.
Now we stand at the doorway to greatness!
Once it's all over and there's nothing left to save, you'll see things differently.
No, I won't. I'm not like you.
Aren't you?
(gasps)
(door slams)
Go. Set the wheels in motion.
Noodle Burger Boy: Ooh-ooh! An order off the secret menu.
Yummy!
I don't deny my method is harsh,
but winning tends to settle any arguments.
-Ugh! Ow! -(clang)
Oooh!
(straining)
Looking for a way out?
-Hiro: Aaah! Ow! -(thud)
What are you...? Wait. You're gonna help me escape?
Yeah. I knew Obake was crazy, but I thought it was a fun crazy.
Plus, I don't want to destroy the city. All my friends live there.
Felony Carl and, um...
Felony Carl...
That's the whole list, isn't it?
Yeah.
(blades clanging)
-(crash) -Me and the kid are breaking out.
Counterproposal -- no.
Globby, you OK?
Yeah, it looks worse than it feels.
Let's see if we can change that.
(Hiro strains)
-Aaah! -(thud)
-Glob her! -(straining)
Hah! Whose breath smells like garbage now?
Still yours.
Whoa, what are you doing? He's a bad robot now.
I'll come back for you, Baymax.
-There's no way out. -Oh, isn't there?
(lid clanging)
-Hold your breath! -Yaaaah!
(pipe clanging)
-Wait here. -Why can't I come in?
I don't have time to explain to you.
Rude. But I get it.
Hiro. You're OK.
Aunt Cass!
Ooh, and you're all wet.
Yeah. A freak downpour.
-It didn't rain here. -Three blocks away. Weirdest thing.
There are fresh towels in the laundry room.
Ooh, we should go out to dinner tonight, your pick.
You know, celebrate the end of your first semester.
Thanks, Aunt Cass.
-Love you. -Oh, watch the hot coffee!
Cass: Hmm.
-Cass: Is something-- -I gotta go.
-(shoes squishing) -Don't forget dinner tonight!
Wait, you're not scared to be up here, Wasabi?
Oh, I'm quite terrified. I'm just more afraid of the whole city being wiped out.
-Hiro: Guys, are you there? -all: Hiro!
Where are you?
Listen, Obake has control of Baymax.
He used him to capture me.
I only escaped because of Globby.
I'm a good guy now!
Honey Lemon: Yay, Globby. I knew you weren't all bad.
Hey. It's the tall girl. She believed in me all along!
Honey Lemon: I'm really not that tall.
(straining)
The idiot glob helped the boy escape.
Bring him back!
Ugh! Why bother?
He needs guidance. My guidance.
(dramatic music playing)
Noodle Burger! We deliver!
Hello?
A-hee-hee-hee-hee hee-hee-heeeee!
(machine whirring, beeping)
This noodle printer's gonna ring everybody's bell!
-(beep) -A-hee-hee-hee hee-heeee.
(beeping)
(sparking, whirring)
♪ Time to fry the noodles ♪
-(beeping) -Go Go: Wait, I'm getting something.
-Hiro, it's in the Kireina Point lighthouse. -Hiro: Copy that.
-How are we going to get there? -Uggh! I'll go.
You guys stay where you are. Globby, go be with the others.
OK, but what are you going to do?
Something I'll probably regret.
(screaming) I miss Baymax!
Sorry. Ha ha.
(sparks zapping)
-Oh, no! -(monitor beeping)
-(whoosh) -Uggh!
-(straining) -(clang)
-(Hiro straining) -(monitor beeping)
Come on!
Skymax!
(whoosh)
(both straining)
(beeping)
-(clang) -(Hiro screams)
Oh! That was so close.
(power zapping)
(beeping)
Guys, I did it!
Fred: Oh, yeah! Up high, Hiro.
-Wow! -Great job, Hiro.
-Now we get Obake. -Uh, what's that?
(boom)
The reaction became self-sustaining.
Obake did it.
I was too late.
-What do we do? -Evacuate as many as we can.
Not enough time. We have to stop that shockwave.
There's no way to stop something with that much force.
Yes there is: with an equal and opposite force.
But we'd need something enormous.
Enormous? We got that.
If we use the amplifier to make the Kaiju super-jump into the bay...
The giant wave could counteract the star's shockwave.
Guys, the city needs us. We were the ones who decided to be superheroes.
Now's the time to be super.
Hiro's right. We can do this.
(tires squeal)
Hiro: Globby, Honey Lemon, you guys need to create a breaker to protect Fishtown.
Wasabi, Go Go, keep people away from the shoreline.
(child crying)
(Globby straining)
You're very brave, Globby. Good luck.
If I don't make it, tell Felony Carl he was my...
he was my whole list.
I don't know what that means, but I promise.
(rumbling)
(beep)
(footsteps pounding)
-Aaah! Uggh! -(blade clangs)
Bring me the boy and you'll be spared.
Ugh!
Stay with the bus and protect the kids.
I'll take care of Momakase.
We both know you're no match for me.
Actually, since we last met, I watched some instructional fencing videos online...
woman: Use the parry four to block an attack aimed at your right side.
...so bring it.
Hah!
(both straining)
You ready for this?
Yes, I am.
Mini-Max: No, you're not!
Not without Mini-Max at your side!
Ho-ho! Suh-weet dramatic entrance, Mini-Max.
-You're getting the hang of that. -(Hiro straining)
When that star implodes, we jump.
-(whoosh) -(both straining)
Ahh! My dreads!
(blade clangs)
-(clang) -Whoa!
Uggh!
-Uggh! -Yes!
(passengers cheering)
I got bored waiting on the bus.
(Obake keying)
Noodle Burger Boy: Wow, mister, your plan seems to be working.
-Seems? -I bet a song will...
-(Burger Boy powers down) -Perhaps you'll be better company.
(Baymax whirring)
Baymax: Hello. I am Baymax. I am unable to move.
Well, I can't have you running off,
but I thought a chat might be nice.
I'll be remembered forever
because of what's about to happen.
Impressive, isn't it?
Baymax: You are in need of medical care.
Oh, this? A souvenir from a childhood mishap.
Baymax: The damage is significant, and growing.
It is affecting your temporoparietal junction.
The part of the brain that allows one to tell right from wrong, I know.
Baymax: Your condition is treatable.
(laughs) Why would I want to do that?
It's been quite liberating.
(Baymax whirs)
Fred: Is it time now?
Now? How about now?
Ooh, I know. Now!
-(whoosh) -Now!
-(beeping) -(sparking)
It's Kaiju cannonball time.
(whirring)
(whoosh)
I just want you to know that being a superhero with you has been an honor.
-You guys are the best. -I'm proud of what we've done.
-Same. -Mini-Max: Inspiring words.
Guys, I know I've made some mistakes, but--
We've all made mistakes.
But we get through it because we're a team.
(tires squealing)
Let's make some waves.
(straining)
(star rumbling)
(star whirring)
(whirring stops)
-(boom) -(whoosh)
(whoosh)
-(star rumbling) -(wind whistling)
(whoosh)
I'm questioning all my life choices.
You got this, Globby!
(water roaring)
(straining)
(Globby straining, groaning)
(chuckles) It worked!
Oh! I knew you could do it.
-(crowd cheering) -Wasabi: Yes!
(cats mewing)
(rocks clattering)
Hiro. How could he possibly...?
Baymax: Hiro is clever and resourceful.
(static buzzing)
My new city. My dream.
They still remember Shimamoto, they revere her.
Baymax: My scan indicates that this structure
-is sustaining damage. -(thud)
This wouldn't have mattered, I would've lived forever,
the man who remade the city into something perfect.
(Baymax whirring)
There, there.
-You should go. -You are in danger.
-Yes, I'm aware of that! -Do I have your permission to help you?
Go to him. Go to Hiro!
(equipment clattering)
Tell him I still think we would have done great things together.
Baymax: I am a personal healthcare companion.
I cannot leave until you say you are satisfied with your care.
Obake: I am satisfied with my care.
(feet pounding)
(rocks clattering)
(equipment shattering)
(footsteps pounding)
(straining)
(gasp) Everything's jammed!
(clang)
(Hiro gasps)
Baymax: I was alerted to your need for--
-Baymax! -Hiro.
Mini-Max: We are still sinking.
-Baymax: It is time to go. -(water bubbling)
There they are!
-(whoosh) -(laughing)
Honey Lemon: The guys are OK!
-Huh? -Go Go: Nice job, genius.
-You helped the bad guy create a star. -I know.
You also saved the city.
Thanks, but none of this would have happened
if I hadn't been so... me.
Baymax: Tadashi was right. You are a good kid.
Huh?
It was a countdown to catastrophe,
but thanks once again to Big Hero 6, I am fine.
And the city is, too.
Which is what I was worried about.
Who are these mysterious do-gooders?
(meow)
-Hey, Cass. -(meow)
Hiro, you're safe! Where were you?
There was a storm and this huge wave thingie,
-and the city almost-- -I saw it.
You saw it?
I, uh, saw it on my phone,
while I was safely hiding at school.
Also, my phone battery died at school.
Is there something you're not telling me?
Baymax: Yes. We...
Are starving. Well?
I-I'm starving.
Baymax: Starvation is not imminent.
It would take weeks without caloric sustenance to--
OK, let's have some breakfast.
Thanks, Aunt Cass. It's good to be home.
Cass: Oh!
(keying)
-(knock on door) -Come in.
So, about my final project, I'm...
Getting an A, for showing ingenuity
and for saving the city.
Thank you, Professor Granville.
Uh, for everything.
For trying to teach me about limits.
I think I get it now.
It's a lesson I've had to relearn a few times myself, Mr. Hamada.
Everyone makes mistakes.
But don't get too comfortable.
Next semester will be even more of a challenge.
I hope you can handle it.
Hiro... do you know what happened to him?
Baymax: I do not detect Aken comma Bob.
Hiro: He couldn't have survived this. It's impossible.
Baymax: As you have said, nothing is impossible.