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- Welcome to movie night! - Mini-Max: Tonight's movie will be
"The Director's Cutof Kentucky Kaiju,
- the Director's Cut!" - Fred: The Director's Cut!
Baymax: "The Director's Cut of Kentucky Kaiju, The Director's Cut,"
has a running time of 337 minutes.
That's over 5 hours.
- Five hours. - Fred: Yeah.
Pretty sweet. That's why I went all out with the snack sitch.
Behold! A plethora
- of fast food options for your consumption! - [munching, humming] Yeah!
We've got Mucho Monster Muncher tacos for the main course,
and Sugarzilla for the dessert.
No thanks. I gave up fast food.
Okay, but perhaps I did not mention diablo style.
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Surely you cannot object to frozen custard
and juicy berries gently swaddled
- in a delicious crepe? - Back me up here, Baymax.
Baymax: The Mucho Monster Muncher contains
four times the suggested daily sodium intake.
And the Sugarzilla has 12 times the suggested sugar intake.
Fast food is, uh, tasty and all, Fred,
but you can'targue with the facts.
I can't hear you!
That is just weird.
- [ringing] - Hey, Judy.
Hey, Hiro. Uh, have you heard from Mr. Krei?
He won't return my texts, and my calls go straight to voicemail.
[sighs] Did he get lost in the warehouse again?
No. He bought the old
Sycorax building, so we came by to check it out.
Sycorax? That place used to be a monster factory.
He might be in real danger. You, too. We're on our way.
- [beep] - Guys, get out the ultra armor.
We're going back to Sycorax.
- [thunder cracking] - [dramatic music playing]
Sorry, I wasn't listening. What?
[crickets chirping, wolf howl]
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[sighs] This place is somehow even creepier deserted.
Baymax: Wasabi, you are perspiring excessively.
It may be due to anxiety.
Oh, it is absolutely due to anxiety.
Fred: Here, this helps me.
[squeaking]
Let's start with sub-level nine,
where they made the monsters.
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[ding]
- [heart beating] - [toy squeaking]
[doors shut]
- [Fred grunting] - [Wasabi whimpering]
- Hiro: Baymax, scan for Krei. - Baymax: Scanning.
- [squeaking continues] - These walls block my scanning capability.
Fred: Typical evil science thing. Gotta keep everything secret.
- [clattering] - Ah!
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- [squeaking stops] - [heart beating]
- [whirring, zapping] - [heart beat gets faster]
- [beating stops] - Oh. It's just an old food pod.
Ah!
- Gross. A healthy food pod. - Hiro: We'll cover more ground if we split up.
- [grunts] - Okay, but in monster movies,
that's when the bad stuff goes down.
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[gasps] Check it out, Mini-Max!
What are you doing, rash chum?
I'm gonna warm up my delicious meal in this fancy microwave.
This enormous and complicated machine
could not possibly be a microwave!
I've been hanging out with geniuses for years, Mini-Max.
I think I've picked up a few things about stuff.
Now, where is the reheat button?
- [screaming] - [beep]
- Krei! - [hissing]
[whirring, beeping]
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- [screaming] - Mr. Krei, are you hurt?
No, I'm fine.
Baymax: Mr. Krei is not injured.
So, why were you screaming?
I just found out my stock lost two and a half points today!
This market is brutal! Ah!
Hey. Why are you here?
Judy called. She said you went missing.
-We were worried you were taken.-Mini-Max: By a fearsome monster!
A monster? Don't be ridiculous!
It's an office building! I mean, come on.
[beeping, whirring]
[zapping]
[hissing]
[crunch]
- [beep] - We gotta let Judy know you're okay.
Wait! I almost forgot my lunch.
- Wasabi: That's probably for the best. - Fred: Oh, come on!
A little fast food never hurt anybody.
- [roaring] - [screams]
[vulture screech]
Ah! What in the world are those things?
Baymax: It appears that the DNA
of a scorpion and a vulture were merged
with a taco and a crepe.
- Fred: How could that have happened!? - [annoyed growls]
Oh. The microwave which, looking back now,
might not have been a microwave. [chuckles]
Hey! Maybe they're friendly.
- [roar, screech] - [screaming]
-Not friendly. Definitely not friendly! -[screech]
[zap]
I told you fast food is bad!
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- [growling] - Fred: Incoming!
[indistinct screaming]
- Ah! Ah! - [vulture screeching]
[roaring, screeching]
[screech]
- Krei: Where did they go? - Wasabi: I don't know, they could be anywhere!
- Hiro: Judy's alone. - Mini-Max: She could be in great danger!
- Hiro: We have to get to the top floor. - [beep, hiss]
[elevator music]
Mm. This song has a fresh beat, don't you think?
Mini-Max: The only beat I like is the rum-tum-tum
of my fists on criminals!
You've got quite the little violence streak, don't you?
- Mini-Max: I do! - [all gasp]
[creaking]
[all screaming]
- [vulture screech] - [screaming]
Baymax, let's go.
Whoa! Whoa!
- Mini-Max: I have you now, spicy arachnid! - [yelling]
[crash, roaring]
[Fred and Wasabi screaming]
[roaring]
[ding]
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-Fred: Close the doors! Close! The! Doors! -[beeping]
- [screech] - [screaming]
- Baymax, rocket fist! - [blast]
[screaming]
Somebody help! [grunts]
- Oh, please don't ever let me go. - Baymax: There, there.
You are safe now.
Judy! You're okay!
- Yeah, why? - Looks clear. No monsters.
[sighs] Finally, some good news. Ah!
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- [hiss] - Oh, brought my lunch. Cool.
We need to get the monsters into the containment cells
- on level nine. - They're too hard to herd with just the five of us.
That's true. Hmm.
We're gonna need some reinforcements.
[lights clicking]
[ding, hiss]
Wasabi: It's so...
quiet.
[scuttling]
- [growling] - Fred [whispering]: Maybe they left.
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[growling continues]
- [screech] - Fred: Run!
[screech, roar]
[beep]
[whirring]
[screech]
[hissing]
[hissing, popping]
- [roar, screech] - It's working!
They can't handle the veggie onslaught!
Fred: I can't believe fast food would lose to healthy food!
- Nothing makes sense anymore! - [grunting]
Getting them down to level nine isn't going to be easy.
- We need those elevator doors open. - [clattering]
[blasting]
[tire screech]
Baymax: Oh no.
- [vulture screech] - Hiro: Ah!
Fred: Mini-Max, rocket fist!
Mini-Max: Aye-aye, courageous captain!
[blast]
- [zooming] - [popping]
[beep, ding]
- [popping] - [roar]
[grunts]
Mini-Maximum premature celebration!
[funky music]
[record scratch]
To the stairs!
- [elevator music] - [screech]
Fred: So, any... anybody doing anything fun tomorrow?
I have ceramics class.
Mini-Max: I did not know you were a creator
-of pottery! Baymax, -[toilet flush]
- did you know? - Baymax: I did not.
- Uh, what's going on? - Mini-Max: We just learned
- Wasabi has a secret hobby! - [ding]
[screeching, roaring]
- [screeching] - [popping]
- Yeah, that's right. - [Fred laughs]
[flame roars]
Baymax: Oh no.
[screeching]
[ice crackling]
Fred: Oh, why did I order diablo style?
- [roaring] - [grunting]
- [flame roar] - Whoa!
- Ah! - [screech]
Ah!
- [roar] - Ah!
- [grunting] - [roaring]
[flame roar]
- Fred: Whoa! - Ah! Stick to the plan! Ah!
- [smash] - [roar]
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- Hold. - [roar, screech]
Hold!
Wasabi: I don't like it, but holding!
Hold!
- [screech] - Hiro: Now!
- [crash] - [beep]
[zapping]
Mini-Maximum mature celebration!
[R&B music]
Cool. I always wanted pets.
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- [hiss, pop] - [grunt, gulp]
Ew! I got Brussels sprouts in my mouth!
They're so green!
You know what. Actually,
they taste, uh, goodish.
[ding, hiss]
Well, Mr. Krei, you're officially monster-free.
Thank you, Big Heroes! Now, please show yourself
-out of my new building. You're trespassing. -[grunts]
You were right, Wasabi! Healthy food is acceptable.
You know, in emergency situations.
Good on you. Making changes!
Yep. Tried a kale smoothie from the food pods.
- Huh, where did I put that? - Oh no.
[whirring, beeping]
[zapping]
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[maniacal laughter]
Ah! [panting]
Okay. No more Mucho Monster Muncher tacos before bed.
Eh, maybe one more bite of a Sugarzilla though.
[chomp, humming]
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