Big Hero 6 The Series (2017–…): Season 2, Episode 6 - The Fate of the Roommates - full transcript
When Honey Lemon finds out she can return to her dorm, Go Go realizes she doesn't want Honey Lemon to move out. Big Hero 6 look to stop a secret underground racing league.
I trust your funny book club
was illuminating,
- Master Frederickson.
- 'Twas, indeed, Heathcliff.
We took a deep dive
into the new Captain Fancy.
Fred dazzled with
his superior comic insights.
I was the only one who noticed
that the artist, A.J. Dohertz,
drew himself
into the issue as the
nosy neighbor, Mr. Cameo!
Oh. Delightful
discovery, sir.
Oh, yeah. You should have
seen Richardson's face when...
Whoa!
Brace for impact!
You might wish to hang on.
Loud
noises are exciting!
Whoa.
My apologies, sir. Please,
continue your riveting story.
Hello. I am Baymax.
♪ Whoa-oh ♪
♪ Whoa-oh ♪
♪ Whoa-oh ♪
♪ Whoa-oh, whoa-oh ♪
♪ Whoa-oh, whoa-oh ♪
*BIG HERO 6 : The Series*
Season 02 Episode 06
Title :"The Fate of the Roommates"
Guys, guys, guys, guys.
Guys, guys, guys, guys,
guys, guys, guys, guys.
Guys, guys, guys, You
should have seen these cars.
They looked like they were
from the future.
Maybe they were from the future!
Oh, no.
Fred, that was
a $12 cold-pressed juice!
My bad, Wasabi.
You know time travel
gets me all worked up.
Here.
Let me get that for you.
And there you go. Oh, and look!
A bonus tater tot.
You should breathe now.
Whoa. There was
a bank robbery last night.
Maybe those were
the getaway cars.
From the future.
- Or not.
- One way to find out.
- Night patrol.
- In the future.
Wait, no. I mean, tonight.
Let's do it tonight.
I feel terrible,
but I can't make it.
I'm throwing a sticker party.
It's BYOS.
- Bring your own stickers.
- Great.
- Not another sticker party.
- What was that, Go Go?
I was just saying,
how sad I am to miss it.
But duty calls.
Don't worry. We'll have a sticker
after-party, just you and me.
Fine.
"Fine" is
Go-Go for "Yay!"
Ugh. It's so hot.
Oh, I turned on the heat.
Warm stickers stick best!
Of course they do.
Also, I just got
these mood stickers.
They change colors.
Wow. Life-changing.
Uh-oh. It looks like
someone needs a hug!
Ugh!
Go Go,
your clenched jaw
indicates you
are frustrated.
That's because I just can't with
Honey Lemon's ba-gillion hobbies.
Oh, come on.
How bad can they be?
She also plays
the electric harp,
has a butterfly
aviary in her closet,
and don't forget
her smile-ates.
What are
smile-ates?
It's Pilates, but you
have to grin like a nit-wit
through the entire workout.
Eee! Guys,
I can feel it.
My cheeks are
getting so swole. Eee!
Oh, and she keeps
painting portraits of
me without my knowledge
or permission.
Surprise portrait!
Eee! Huh?
Baymax, let's go!
Wait. Can we go back to the
surprise portraits for a second?
Hey, quick. Important question.
What year are you from?
Really should
have brought my car.
This is an unsafe speed.
- It jumped.
- Uh, guys. These cars can jump.
Yeah?
Well, so can I.
Oh! I should have come up with
the second part of this plan!
Aah!
My swole cheek saved me.
Nuh-uh!
Hmm?
All right.
Out of the car.
Remote driver? Huh.
Sorry, guys.
There was a lot of traffic.
What's that?
"Maximum Insane
Driving Challenge."
Mr. Sparkles.
Too bad, so sad.
Wah-wah-wah!
Racer numero uno,
you are black-flagged!
Not fair! Big Hero 6
got in my way!
Hey, the Maximum Insane Driving
Challenge is a real-time race,
on the real-live streets
of San Fransokyo.
There's gonna be obstacles,
and the occasional superhero!
- Still not fair.
- I know. Like life!
Only the winners of Maximum
Insane Driving Challenge
win a pair of these fabulous,
cashmere-lined driving gloves.
Not you. You go now.
I'll find a new driver
worthy of these luxurious,
cashmere-lined
driving gloves.
This is a private moment
between me and the gloves!
- Honey
- This is so exciting!
Oh, great. The sticker
party's still here.
Uh-oh! Go Go's
in the house!
Um, what's going on?
Go Go, I know how much
you treasure your space,
and I know I've invaded it with
my stickers and my smile-ates,
and my surprise portraits.
Honey Lemon,
what are you getting at?
I just found out that SFIT is
allowing me to return to the dorms!
You can have your apartment back!
Oh. Wow. Finally.
I'm free.
So, what's with airbags, here?
I am a personal
healthcare companion.
You seem extremely
hug-able.
Look, we need
some information.
Globby said you know
what's up,
what's going down,
what's going around...
Pretty much
all of the directions.
Felony Carl and I
go way back.
I knew him when he was
just Misdemeanor Carl.
Yeah, and you were
still human. Time flies.
Carpe diem, so they say.
Well, the Romans, anyway.
Recognize this?
I may or may not
have heard about
an emotionally unstable
man-boy handing them out.
- Mr. Sprinkles.
- Sparkles.
Okay, if you say so. The freak's
running some kind of drone car race.
For well-to-do
thrill-seekers.
How "well-to-do"
are we talking?
Ascots...
and monocles.
Ascots and monocles.
Hmm...
Why are these rich people
drone car racing?
- Because poor people can't.
- Why not?
Oh. The money.
One more thing.
Spankles is working with a big fella,
volatile, dry-cleans
his track suits.
- Yama.
- Yama.
Baymax, can you bring up
a map of San Franksokyo?
Tap to zoom.
Felony Carl, show us
where you saw Yama and Sparkles.
I'm not sayin' nothin'.
But...
Now, we hug.
Hey, Go Go.
Sorry for all the boxes.
I'm gonna try to be out
by the end of the week.
Really? So, you're just going to
stiff me for your half of the rent?
Of course not.
I already Cash Guru-ed you
my half of the rent
for the next three months.
Oh. That's really
nice of you.
- Hey, we got a lead on Sparkles.
- Yay.
What did I say?
I am programmed to
provide emotional support.
Baymax, I'm fine.
Your slumped shoulders and
the lower pitch of your voice
are indicators
that you are not fine.
- I don't need...
- Sharing feelings can be difficult,
but can lead
to a better outcome.
Hmm. Yeah.
Maybe you're right.
Hey, Honey Lemon. Look. It might
be a good idea for me to share.
My... pencil!
There you go.
Oh, thanks.
That's really...
sweet.
Hmm.
Just... stop judging me
with your blinks.
Oh. Hey, Go Go.
I ran some aerodynamics
on the hyper-cycle and, uh...
well, you're good to go.
Great.
What'd I say?
Go Go is emotionally
vulnerable at the moment.
Okay, so what's
the play, here?
I've always wanted
to say that.
Normally, we'd send someone in
undercover to get more info, but...
Mr. Sparkles and Yama would
instantly recognize all of us.
- Exactly.
- Okay.
So we need someone
we can trust.
Who looks
extremely rich.
And is also
a great driver.
May I be of service,
Master Frederickson?
Wait. That's it. I know exactly
who our driver should be.
I'll do it!
I think somebody's ready for
their napity-nap, sleepity-boop.
I am not ready for my
napity-nap, sleepity-boop.
I am ready
to defend justice!
♪ Hush, little Mini-Max,
go to sleep, boop! ♪
So, Dad, you got
any words of wisdom
for 'shaboy Heathcliff, here,
before he faces Sparkles?
I always hated fighting
screwball villains.
No respect for the game.
What about going undercover as a
rich thrill-seeker, Mr. Frederickson?
Heathcliff doesn't need my advice.
He's the best in the biz.
Back when I plucked Heathcliff
out of butler school,
I schooled him
on undercover work:
doctor, banker,
hot-air balloon enthusiast.
He could pull the wool
over his mother's eyes.
Oh, indeed, sir. I relish the
opportunity to serve Mr. Sparkles
some hot justice
under glass.
I like the way you
talk about justice!
Oh. Um, thank you,
Master Mini-Max.
I'm gonna help Honey Lemon
move her dresser, Go Go.
- You good?
- Yeah. Yeah. Thanks for your help.
- Bye, Go Go.
- Bye.
What now?
More emotional support?
- Yes. Would you like a hug?
- I'm good. But thanks.
Baymax, come on.
Go. I'm emotionally
supported.
Sir, we have arrived at
the abandoned warehouse
the felonious gentleman
identified.
Great. Now remember,
if you get in any trouble,
Fred-meleon's nearby.
Thank you, sir. I'm sure we'll
make a cracking good team.
Greetings. I am
a well-to-do thrill-seeker,
in pursuit of a new
pair of driving gloves.
Cashmere-lined,
perhaps.
Nice sell
on the monocle!
Good
evening, gentlemen.
Rumor has it you are
organizing a test of competency
operating automobiles
at high velocities.
- Hmm?
- Uncle Money Bags wants to race!
You're in luck.
My boyo, here,
just cranked up our ride,
so nobody can touch them.
Not the heat,
not the super-weirdos.
- Sounds peachy.
- How peachy?
Extra peachy.
Well, well, well, well-to-do
thrill-seeker. You're in.
Ew!
Oh, a thousand apologies. My
monocle is squeaky. Needs waxing.
Sure. That'll happen.
I guess.
Nine o'clock, be ready
for the ride of your life.
I have a dedication
to acceleration.
Great.
Wax that monocle.
Cha-ching!
Oop. My bad.
Thought were gonna catch it.
I'm not your boyo.
You're right. That gorgeous
smile belongs to the world.
Sparkles! Get serious.
Someone's going to...
Figure out Maximum Insane Driving
Challenge is just a diversion
to keep the law busy while we commit
crimes? That's the insane part!
But this one last heist is
going to be worth all the risk.
Stealing Captain Fancy
number 8!
A comic book?
I have a reputation!
Not just any
comic book, silly!
The most valuable
comic book in the world.
Where is it?
Richardson's
Rare Comics.
Oh...
You're sure it's
the most valuable.
Ha! I knew you couldn't resist.
Boyo!
Don't call me boyo!
Freak!
Robbing banks is one thing,
but comic books?
Now they've
gone too far.
- Looks like you're all packed up.
- Yeah. Almost.
I should be out of
your hair by tomorrow.
Oh. That soon?
- Honey Lemon?
- Yeah?
Look. I don't know
how to say this, but...
Do you want
your pencil back?
'Cause I really
don't need it.
No, I...
Yama and Sparkles are
hitting Richardson's
comic book store tonight.
Meet us there.
Oh, no. I'll go grab
my chem purse.
Oh, well, this is
going well.
- Good luck.
- Thank you, invisible sir.
Ready, roadsters?
Time to play.
Maximum Insane
Driving Challenge!
Who will win these silky-soft
cashmere-lined driving gloves?
Anyone ever tell you that
you look like a butler?
Yeah. Can you fetch
me an iced tea?
- Nice one, Derek.
- Thanks, Peter.
I'm going to relish this.
On your marks.
Get set. Go!
They're already here.
Ow!
- Looking for something?
- It's not here.
Nice try.
Hand it over.
It's not here.
I looked everywhere.
Then why would Mr. Sparkles
say it was here?
Unless...
Little freak set me up!
Aw, fiddle!
Game over, loser!
Be a dear and fetch me
an iced tea.
Fred, Mr. Sparkles
double-crossed Yama.
- He's gonna get away.
- All good. Fred-meleon's on it.
Ow!
Sparkles isn't here.
Wait, I don't know why I'm whispering.
Sparkles isn't here.
Oh, boy. And he emptied the safe.
If
Mr. Sparkles isn't there,
where is he?
Oh, like a butterfly's kiss.
Maximum Insane Manual Mode!
I've lost
control of my car!
Thanks for not playing,
loser!
This is for all the butlers.
Eat my sparkles!
Huh?
Guys, Sparkles is in one of the
cars and just took out Heathcliff!
Indeed.
- You'll never catch him.
- And you're wrong.
We'll stay with Yama.
Sparkles is all yours, Go Go.
Welcome to the party.
Too bad you weren't invited!
Bet your cycle can't do this.
You haven't seen
the last of me...!
- Honey Lemon. Car.
- On it!
- Wow!
- Wow!
- That was amazing!
- Nice driving!
We did it!
Teamwork. Yeah!
Not again.
You failed,
because you and Mr. Sparkles
did not communicate
honestly.
Yeah.
I get it.
Well, I think
that's everything.
Wait.
Go Go?
Everyone knows
I don't do feelings,
but sometimes it's worth it
to make an exception.
Honey Lemon.
Look...
I've really gotten
used to living with you,
and if you leave,
well, I'll feel...
You'll feel...?
Lonely.
- Oh, Go Go.
- I'd really like it if you would stay.
Yay! I'd love to stay!
Emotional-moment selfie!
This does not
get posted.
Oops.
Can't even
with Big Hero 6 anymore.
But, alas,
that's why I'm here.
I hear you can give
villains interesting...
abilities.
Synchronized by srjanapala
was illuminating,
- Master Frederickson.
- 'Twas, indeed, Heathcliff.
We took a deep dive
into the new Captain Fancy.
Fred dazzled with
his superior comic insights.
I was the only one who noticed
that the artist, A.J. Dohertz,
drew himself
into the issue as the
nosy neighbor, Mr. Cameo!
Oh. Delightful
discovery, sir.
Oh, yeah. You should have
seen Richardson's face when...
Whoa!
Brace for impact!
You might wish to hang on.
Loud
noises are exciting!
Whoa.
My apologies, sir. Please,
continue your riveting story.
Hello. I am Baymax.
♪ Whoa-oh ♪
♪ Whoa-oh ♪
♪ Whoa-oh ♪
♪ Whoa-oh, whoa-oh ♪
♪ Whoa-oh, whoa-oh ♪
*BIG HERO 6 : The Series*
Season 02 Episode 06
Title :"The Fate of the Roommates"
Guys, guys, guys, guys.
Guys, guys, guys, guys,
guys, guys, guys, guys.
Guys, guys, guys, You
should have seen these cars.
They looked like they were
from the future.
Maybe they were from the future!
Oh, no.
Fred, that was
a $12 cold-pressed juice!
My bad, Wasabi.
You know time travel
gets me all worked up.
Here.
Let me get that for you.
And there you go. Oh, and look!
A bonus tater tot.
You should breathe now.
Whoa. There was
a bank robbery last night.
Maybe those were
the getaway cars.
From the future.
- Or not.
- One way to find out.
- Night patrol.
- In the future.
Wait, no. I mean, tonight.
Let's do it tonight.
I feel terrible,
but I can't make it.
I'm throwing a sticker party.
It's BYOS.
- Bring your own stickers.
- Great.
- Not another sticker party.
- What was that, Go Go?
I was just saying,
how sad I am to miss it.
But duty calls.
Don't worry. We'll have a sticker
after-party, just you and me.
Fine.
"Fine" is
Go-Go for "Yay!"
Ugh. It's so hot.
Oh, I turned on the heat.
Warm stickers stick best!
Of course they do.
Also, I just got
these mood stickers.
They change colors.
Wow. Life-changing.
Uh-oh. It looks like
someone needs a hug!
Ugh!
Go Go,
your clenched jaw
indicates you
are frustrated.
That's because I just can't with
Honey Lemon's ba-gillion hobbies.
Oh, come on.
How bad can they be?
She also plays
the electric harp,
has a butterfly
aviary in her closet,
and don't forget
her smile-ates.
What are
smile-ates?
It's Pilates, but you
have to grin like a nit-wit
through the entire workout.
Eee! Guys,
I can feel it.
My cheeks are
getting so swole. Eee!
Oh, and she keeps
painting portraits of
me without my knowledge
or permission.
Surprise portrait!
Eee! Huh?
Baymax, let's go!
Wait. Can we go back to the
surprise portraits for a second?
Hey, quick. Important question.
What year are you from?
Really should
have brought my car.
This is an unsafe speed.
- It jumped.
- Uh, guys. These cars can jump.
Yeah?
Well, so can I.
Oh! I should have come up with
the second part of this plan!
Aah!
My swole cheek saved me.
Nuh-uh!
Hmm?
All right.
Out of the car.
Remote driver? Huh.
Sorry, guys.
There was a lot of traffic.
What's that?
"Maximum Insane
Driving Challenge."
Mr. Sparkles.
Too bad, so sad.
Wah-wah-wah!
Racer numero uno,
you are black-flagged!
Not fair! Big Hero 6
got in my way!
Hey, the Maximum Insane Driving
Challenge is a real-time race,
on the real-live streets
of San Fransokyo.
There's gonna be obstacles,
and the occasional superhero!
- Still not fair.
- I know. Like life!
Only the winners of Maximum
Insane Driving Challenge
win a pair of these fabulous,
cashmere-lined driving gloves.
Not you. You go now.
I'll find a new driver
worthy of these luxurious,
cashmere-lined
driving gloves.
This is a private moment
between me and the gloves!
- Honey
- This is so exciting!
Oh, great. The sticker
party's still here.
Uh-oh! Go Go's
in the house!
Um, what's going on?
Go Go, I know how much
you treasure your space,
and I know I've invaded it with
my stickers and my smile-ates,
and my surprise portraits.
Honey Lemon,
what are you getting at?
I just found out that SFIT is
allowing me to return to the dorms!
You can have your apartment back!
Oh. Wow. Finally.
I'm free.
So, what's with airbags, here?
I am a personal
healthcare companion.
You seem extremely
hug-able.
Look, we need
some information.
Globby said you know
what's up,
what's going down,
what's going around...
Pretty much
all of the directions.
Felony Carl and I
go way back.
I knew him when he was
just Misdemeanor Carl.
Yeah, and you were
still human. Time flies.
Carpe diem, so they say.
Well, the Romans, anyway.
Recognize this?
I may or may not
have heard about
an emotionally unstable
man-boy handing them out.
- Mr. Sprinkles.
- Sparkles.
Okay, if you say so. The freak's
running some kind of drone car race.
For well-to-do
thrill-seekers.
How "well-to-do"
are we talking?
Ascots...
and monocles.
Ascots and monocles.
Hmm...
Why are these rich people
drone car racing?
- Because poor people can't.
- Why not?
Oh. The money.
One more thing.
Spankles is working with a big fella,
volatile, dry-cleans
his track suits.
- Yama.
- Yama.
Baymax, can you bring up
a map of San Franksokyo?
Tap to zoom.
Felony Carl, show us
where you saw Yama and Sparkles.
I'm not sayin' nothin'.
But...
Now, we hug.
Hey, Go Go.
Sorry for all the boxes.
I'm gonna try to be out
by the end of the week.
Really? So, you're just going to
stiff me for your half of the rent?
Of course not.
I already Cash Guru-ed you
my half of the rent
for the next three months.
Oh. That's really
nice of you.
- Hey, we got a lead on Sparkles.
- Yay.
What did I say?
I am programmed to
provide emotional support.
Baymax, I'm fine.
Your slumped shoulders and
the lower pitch of your voice
are indicators
that you are not fine.
- I don't need...
- Sharing feelings can be difficult,
but can lead
to a better outcome.
Hmm. Yeah.
Maybe you're right.
Hey, Honey Lemon. Look. It might
be a good idea for me to share.
My... pencil!
There you go.
Oh, thanks.
That's really...
sweet.
Hmm.
Just... stop judging me
with your blinks.
Oh. Hey, Go Go.
I ran some aerodynamics
on the hyper-cycle and, uh...
well, you're good to go.
Great.
What'd I say?
Go Go is emotionally
vulnerable at the moment.
Okay, so what's
the play, here?
I've always wanted
to say that.
Normally, we'd send someone in
undercover to get more info, but...
Mr. Sparkles and Yama would
instantly recognize all of us.
- Exactly.
- Okay.
So we need someone
we can trust.
Who looks
extremely rich.
And is also
a great driver.
May I be of service,
Master Frederickson?
Wait. That's it. I know exactly
who our driver should be.
I'll do it!
I think somebody's ready for
their napity-nap, sleepity-boop.
I am not ready for my
napity-nap, sleepity-boop.
I am ready
to defend justice!
♪ Hush, little Mini-Max,
go to sleep, boop! ♪
So, Dad, you got
any words of wisdom
for 'shaboy Heathcliff, here,
before he faces Sparkles?
I always hated fighting
screwball villains.
No respect for the game.
What about going undercover as a
rich thrill-seeker, Mr. Frederickson?
Heathcliff doesn't need my advice.
He's the best in the biz.
Back when I plucked Heathcliff
out of butler school,
I schooled him
on undercover work:
doctor, banker,
hot-air balloon enthusiast.
He could pull the wool
over his mother's eyes.
Oh, indeed, sir. I relish the
opportunity to serve Mr. Sparkles
some hot justice
under glass.
I like the way you
talk about justice!
Oh. Um, thank you,
Master Mini-Max.
I'm gonna help Honey Lemon
move her dresser, Go Go.
- You good?
- Yeah. Yeah. Thanks for your help.
- Bye, Go Go.
- Bye.
What now?
More emotional support?
- Yes. Would you like a hug?
- I'm good. But thanks.
Baymax, come on.
Go. I'm emotionally
supported.
Sir, we have arrived at
the abandoned warehouse
the felonious gentleman
identified.
Great. Now remember,
if you get in any trouble,
Fred-meleon's nearby.
Thank you, sir. I'm sure we'll
make a cracking good team.
Greetings. I am
a well-to-do thrill-seeker,
in pursuit of a new
pair of driving gloves.
Cashmere-lined,
perhaps.
Nice sell
on the monocle!
Good
evening, gentlemen.
Rumor has it you are
organizing a test of competency
operating automobiles
at high velocities.
- Hmm?
- Uncle Money Bags wants to race!
You're in luck.
My boyo, here,
just cranked up our ride,
so nobody can touch them.
Not the heat,
not the super-weirdos.
- Sounds peachy.
- How peachy?
Extra peachy.
Well, well, well, well-to-do
thrill-seeker. You're in.
Ew!
Oh, a thousand apologies. My
monocle is squeaky. Needs waxing.
Sure. That'll happen.
I guess.
Nine o'clock, be ready
for the ride of your life.
I have a dedication
to acceleration.
Great.
Wax that monocle.
Cha-ching!
Oop. My bad.
Thought were gonna catch it.
I'm not your boyo.
You're right. That gorgeous
smile belongs to the world.
Sparkles! Get serious.
Someone's going to...
Figure out Maximum Insane Driving
Challenge is just a diversion
to keep the law busy while we commit
crimes? That's the insane part!
But this one last heist is
going to be worth all the risk.
Stealing Captain Fancy
number 8!
A comic book?
I have a reputation!
Not just any
comic book, silly!
The most valuable
comic book in the world.
Where is it?
Richardson's
Rare Comics.
Oh...
You're sure it's
the most valuable.
Ha! I knew you couldn't resist.
Boyo!
Don't call me boyo!
Freak!
Robbing banks is one thing,
but comic books?
Now they've
gone too far.
- Looks like you're all packed up.
- Yeah. Almost.
I should be out of
your hair by tomorrow.
Oh. That soon?
- Honey Lemon?
- Yeah?
Look. I don't know
how to say this, but...
Do you want
your pencil back?
'Cause I really
don't need it.
No, I...
Yama and Sparkles are
hitting Richardson's
comic book store tonight.
Meet us there.
Oh, no. I'll go grab
my chem purse.
Oh, well, this is
going well.
- Good luck.
- Thank you, invisible sir.
Ready, roadsters?
Time to play.
Maximum Insane
Driving Challenge!
Who will win these silky-soft
cashmere-lined driving gloves?
Anyone ever tell you that
you look like a butler?
Yeah. Can you fetch
me an iced tea?
- Nice one, Derek.
- Thanks, Peter.
I'm going to relish this.
On your marks.
Get set. Go!
They're already here.
Ow!
- Looking for something?
- It's not here.
Nice try.
Hand it over.
It's not here.
I looked everywhere.
Then why would Mr. Sparkles
say it was here?
Unless...
Little freak set me up!
Aw, fiddle!
Game over, loser!
Be a dear and fetch me
an iced tea.
Fred, Mr. Sparkles
double-crossed Yama.
- He's gonna get away.
- All good. Fred-meleon's on it.
Ow!
Sparkles isn't here.
Wait, I don't know why I'm whispering.
Sparkles isn't here.
Oh, boy. And he emptied the safe.
If
Mr. Sparkles isn't there,
where is he?
Oh, like a butterfly's kiss.
Maximum Insane Manual Mode!
I've lost
control of my car!
Thanks for not playing,
loser!
This is for all the butlers.
Eat my sparkles!
Huh?
Guys, Sparkles is in one of the
cars and just took out Heathcliff!
Indeed.
- You'll never catch him.
- And you're wrong.
We'll stay with Yama.
Sparkles is all yours, Go Go.
Welcome to the party.
Too bad you weren't invited!
Bet your cycle can't do this.
You haven't seen
the last of me...!
- Honey Lemon. Car.
- On it!
- Wow!
- Wow!
- That was amazing!
- Nice driving!
We did it!
Teamwork. Yeah!
Not again.
You failed,
because you and Mr. Sparkles
did not communicate
honestly.
Yeah.
I get it.
Well, I think
that's everything.
Wait.
Go Go?
Everyone knows
I don't do feelings,
but sometimes it's worth it
to make an exception.
Honey Lemon.
Look...
I've really gotten
used to living with you,
and if you leave,
well, I'll feel...
You'll feel...?
Lonely.
- Oh, Go Go.
- I'd really like it if you would stay.
Yay! I'd love to stay!
Emotional-moment selfie!
This does not
get posted.
Oops.
Can't even
with Big Hero 6 anymore.
But, alas,
that's why I'm here.
I hear you can give
villains interesting...
abilities.
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