Fast Layne (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Vins Off Limits - full transcript
Zora:
Previously on
Fast Layne...
A road trip?!
Layne:
Yeah!
We can find my locker,
and bust Jasper
for stealing it.
We're saving my campaign!
Zora:
So what're you running for?
School president.
Melvin:
What about the talking car?
You know about
her car?
So it's hers?
Zora:
This is why they want VIN.
To turn him
into a weapon.
VIN:
Layne!
These are the bad guys!
This isn't over,
Layne Reed.
How does she
know my name?
(tires squeal)
Mom! Dad...
Cheryl:
Okay,
I'm just gonna ask it...
how many times did you
take Project VIN out?
Six.
Layne Weatherford
Reed, I...
I'm flabbergasted.
Rob:
For the record, I am
double flabbergasted.
-You could've gotten hurt.
-Zora put you up to this,
didn't she?
No, no!
We heard a noise...
then, VIN tricked me
into taking him out...
the hand scanner
recognized my DNA...
I had to fix him...
just kinda spiraled
from there.
I'm sorry.
Where was Aunt Betty
during all this?
Making cheese balls?
Betty...
Layne:
She doesn't know anything.
I promise.
Honey...
the reason we're
so concerned is
because Project VIN is--
Classified!
I know.
I saw your holograms.
I know everything.
And I get why you didn't
tell me about VIN.
You're top-secret
government scientists!
-Whoa, oh--
-Sh-sh-shh.
Oh-- oh, sorry.
(whispering)
Top-secret government
scientists!
Layne, if anybody
finds out what we do,
it could be...
dangerous.
And that's why
there's something
I need to tell you.
-Oh, no.
-There's some
bad people after VIN.
Bad people?
This scary lady,
and this...
big, ugly gentleman.
Maybe we should
call the FBI.
-Whoa!
-Layne,
a lot of people would
love to get their hands
on Project VIN, okay?
We'll handle it.
So, uh,
am I in trouble?
Yes.
No-- I--
-I mean, is she in trouble?
-There were extenuating
circumstances.
Cheryl:
And that hand scanner
was only supposed to
work for us.
(sighs)
I mean, thankfully,
no one was hurt.
I guess we should
all feel lucky.
Okay, um...
I'm gonna go tell VIN.
-He's probably really worried.
-Sweetie, uh, Project VIN
is our concern now.
Yeah, Mom's right,
we've got work to do.
You know, tests,
protocols to run.
It's probably best
if you stay away
from him for a while.
And you can refocus.
Don't you have the big
vote dance coming up?
-Right.
-Cheryl: Yeah!
Hey, um...
VIN's not in trouble,
right?
I mean,
he's gonna be okay?
Oh, of course.
Cool.
(dramatic music)
-We don't know that.
-I know.
(theme song playing)
♪ Let's go! ♪
♪ Jump in
It's time to go fast ♪
♪ Turn up the radio blast ♪
♪ I got my foot on the gas ♪
♪ We just want to go ♪
♪ My life's feeling unreal ♪
♪ Both hands are taking
the wheel ♪
♪ Rev up the engine and feel ♪
♪ Like we're ready to roll ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, I'm ready for it ♪
♪ You know I'm ready for it
I just wanna go ♪
♪ You know I'm ready for it
I just wanna go ♪
Alonzo: (beeping)
Good morning, Layne.
It is five A.M.
♪ ♪
Rob:
Back to the old routine.
-Isn't it nice?
-Yeah.
Oh, I had some thoughts
for your dress.
-Dress?
-For the dance tomorrow.
It's blue.
Cute, but presidential
Right. Thanks, Mom.
Oh!
I don't know if you've heard,
but I'm Layne's best friend.
So there's a good chance
we'll be seeing a lot
of each other.
-Okay...
-So, I brought you a gift.
Oh...
it's a pickle.
Exactly!
How very thoughtful.
Bye, Mom, bye, Dad.
-Bye, honey.
-Bye.
Have you been
out to the shed?
Your parents
put a padlock
on the door.
Really?
Yeah, it's
a big old honker.
Well...
my parents said
they want me to
stop spending time
with VIN and "refocus."
I gotta practice
my Russian vocab.
Then, do a report.
On something...
So...
I guess I'll see
you around?
Yeah...
(door closes)
Zora:
They're wearing
lab coats?
This is too weird.
Cheryl:
Okay, Project VIN.
Time to run
your diagnostics.
(sarcastically)
Ooh, diagnostics. Great.
I've been soooo
looking forward to this.
That's sarcasm.
-Yeah.
-We didn't program that.
I learned it from Layne.
She's taught me
a lot of things.
Layne's a pretty cool sister.
-Sister?
-Yeah!
You made Layne,
you made me.
Boom! Makes you guys
my 'rents.
You know, 'rents.
It's what kids
call their parents.
(whispering)
Honey,
I think Project VIN's
developed some sort of
symbiotic relationship
with Layne.
(whispering)
He's evolving faster
than we thought.
(whispering):
Oooh, look at us...
we like to whisper...
Can we un-program
the sarcasm?
I hope so.
♪ ♪
Mr. Morris:
Squirrel?
Belka.
(chuckles)
Nailed it. One point.
♪ ♪
-Penguin?
-Pengven.
Oh! Close.
It's penj-VIN.
You really gotta
hit the "VIN."
Right...
-VIN. Oh!
-Consolation grape!
Z, come on,
keep your head
in the game.
I'm sorry, Daddy-o.
Just kinda had
a freaky moment,
like déjà vu?
But way more "vu."
You ever get those?
Yeah.
All the time,
Z-bear.
All the time.
♪ ♪
(car engine revs,
tires squeal)
-Mrs. Dunkle: Uh, Layne?
-Yes?
This is French class.
Francais!
Not math.
-Sorry.
-(students snicker)
Got a lot on my mind.
♪ ♪
They locked up VIN?
So you can't see him?
Yeah.
And...
he's a car
and I miss him.
Weird, right?
Well maybe just talk
to your parents about it.
You know, when I
get into it with my abuelo ,
we just talk
about things,
and it solves
a lot of problems.
Yeah, well...
my relationship
with my parents
isn't really like that.
If you say so.
Oh, hey! Uh, see you
at the dance tonight.
You know what
I don't get?
This.
"No Surprises"?
You're full
of surprises!
Vote Layne Reed.
She's actually
full of surprises.
I'll take
a couple of these.
Cody:
Yo, Reed!
Talk to your parents.
Vote Layne Reed!
Full of surprises!
Vote Layne Reed!
Okay, Project VIN.
There's a maze of cones
in front of you.
What we need you
to do is make sure--
Yeah, yeah, don't
knock 'em over, got it.
All right.
-That was confident.
-I know.
Ugh.
Cue tire squeal!
(tires squeal)
VIN! We're supposed
to come with you!
He's certainly becoming
more independent.
Woo-hoo!
Yeah!
Check it out!
Oh, yeah!
You like this?
Four wheels,
mister!
VIN:
How 'bout this?!
Yeah!
(stammering)
VIN:
Puttin' on a show
for my 'rents!
-Whoa!
-VIN: So, how'd I do?
What in the world
was that?!
Pretty cool, huh?
Layne taught it to me.
VIN: (gasps)
Oops.
I shouldn't have said
that, I wouldn't want
her to get in trouble.
Compassion...
his ability to
mimic human emotions
is remarkable.
-(cellphone ringing)
-Rob: Oh.
-It's Colonel Hardy.
You take it, he likes you.
-(stammering)
Colonel Hardy.
I-- yes,
good afternoon, sir.
Ye-- we were just
about to send you
more findings on
Project VIN and I--
You're calling
a Code Orange?!
No, I--
Ah, hi, excuse me,
Rob Reed here.
Listen, I feel strongly
that a Code Orange
is premature--
(gasps quietly)
Code Orange? What's that?!
No need to yell,
we will have him
ready by tomorrow.
-No!
-He's yelling!
Rob:
So, explain this
to me again.
Is this a vote
or a dance?
Well, Layne's principal
wanted to increase
voter turnout,
so he combined
the election with a dance.
-Oh, isn't that clever.
-Cheryl: Yeah!
It's a vote-dance.
(chuckling)
I would've went
to way more dances.
Guys...
let's talk.
Really talk.
About VIN.
Rob:
Uh--
Betty's cheese balls...
-sure are delish.
-I-I think there's
Gouda in there.
They're gorgeous!
I think she's really
found her calling.
I know what you're doing.
You're changing
the subject.
But I would really
like to see him.
Sweetie,
he's classified.
-Not to me.
-The truth is, Project VIN
is off limits.
"Off limits"?!
-For how long?
-Indefinitely.
You were never supposed
to find Project VIN
in the first place.
Well, guess what?
I did.
And! It's "VIN."
(chuckles)
Okay, honey.
We were the ones
who built him,
so... we know
who he is.
Clearly, you don't.
Layne, I don't like
your tone.
Fine.
Then I'll take my tone,
and my dinner,
up to my room.
You can't keep him
from me.
Forgot my napkin.
(stomps away)
That's different.
(sighs)
-Alonzo, call VIN.
-Alonzo: (beeping)
Calling VIN.
-(car phone rings)
-Layne, finally!
I've been trying to
get a hold of you,
but the 'rents blocked
my outgoing calls.
-Are you okay?
-No!
I'm wigging out!
I overheard our
parents talking about
-something called Code Orange.
-What's "Code Orange"?
I don't know, but it's
happening tomorrow!
We gotta find out
what it is!
(clears throat)
Layne:
Uh...
yeah, Aunt Betty, you
left your cheese scooper
in the bathroom,
-and...
-VIN: (whispering) They're
in your room, aren't they?
Yes, we are.
VIN: (imitating Aunt Betty)
Oh, I knew I left
the cheese scooper
- in the t--
-(call clicks off)
Alonzo:
Call terminated.
Mom, Dad,
what is going on?!
What is Code Orange?
I'm sorry, Layne,
but this is over.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Feels so weird spying
on my own parents.
It's the only way
we're gonna find out
about Code Orange.
-Zora: See anything?
-Layne: Nope, Mom's
just paying bills.
What about my dad?
Ugh! This thing
is way too powerful.
All I see are nose hairs.
Hold up!
Now she's signaling
someone.
(gasps)
Ohh, this is gettin' good!
(struggling)
Uh, Zora? Ouch!
-It-- (grunts)
-My toes are tinglin'.
Layne: (gasps)
She's writing
something down!
"Layne, don't be late
for the dance."
Busted!
-(sighs)
-She's right,
I gotta get to school
But... what're we
gonna do?
I don't know...
Maybe we find someone
to spy on them.
Yeah, but who?
Unfortunately...
I know
the perfect person.
Melvin:
Handcuffs...
rope...
glue gun...
taser.
Mel, you don't
need a taser.
You're just
watching my parents
for a couple hours
while we're gone.
Okay.
But if you want me
to run surveillance,
you gotta play ball.
I wanna see
the talking car.
What?!
What talking car?
Wha--
Pfft! Talking car?
Come on!
There's no
talking car, Mel.
You guys are terrible liars.
I tricked Cody,
he told me.
Nice kid, but...
he's no match for this.
-Buh-bye!
-Layne and Zora: Wait.
-Fine.
-Yes!
But!
You have to keep
an eye on my parents
while we're gone.
And call if you see
anything strange, okay?
I got you.
And about your election.
Yeah?
I'd wish you
"good luck," but...
I don't care.
Thanks, Mel,
that means a lot.
♪ ♪
Principal Mugbee:
Hello, Cedarville Middle,
and welcome to our first
annual Vote Dance!
I hope you're ready to get
your "groove on"...
-(students mutter)
-Female Student: Awkward...
...and "vote on."
Whoa! This is huge!
My school dance
was just me, my dad,
and our mail lady.
Zora:
Look, three o'clock.
Crush alert.
Zora, for the last time,
I don't do "crushes."
♪ ♪
(grunts)
Such a surprise.
-I did not see
this coming.
-Yeah.
Rob:
I mean, we've been
making such progress.
Cheryl:
I just wish Colonel Hardy
would give us more time.
Me, too.
I'm gonna miss
this project.
Principal Mugbee:
Please welcome to the stage,
our first candidate:
Jasper Marr.
(students cheer, applaud)
Boo!
Jasper:
Y'all know me,
so, uh, I'm not gonna
bore you with a speech.
As your president,
I am gonna give you
what you want.
Female Student:
Yeah!
And I know exactly
what you want...
free t-shirts!
-(rock music playing)
-(students cheer)
-Five years.
-Yeah.
Got ya.
Cheryl:
Remember when
we first started?
Layne was in first grade.
And now, they're
taking him away to be
decommissioned.
Such a shame.
Yeah.
Cheryl:
The transporter
will be here soon.
(gasps)
They're taking him away!
(Rob sighs)
I gotta call Layne!
-(phone fizzling)
-Ugh! Come on!
♪ ♪
Really?
A t-shirt?
As a journalist,
I have no comment.
But as a student,
I am so glad you
are running, Layne.
Thanks, Anna.
Where do you
go to school?
My room.
Sometimes the kitchen.
(camera clicks)
Okay, he's coming!
Now, don't get
all giggly.
Giggly? Yeah, right.
♪ ♪
Hey.
Good luck
on your speech.
(giggles)
Thanks!
What were we
laughing about?
(clears throat)
I mean, uh, I'm--
I'm really excited.
(laughs)
No crush, huh?
Principal Mugbee:
Before we get to
Layne Reed's speech,
it's time to get this dance
officially started
with some old-school song
stylings by our very own
Cody Castillo!
(students applaud)
♪ What you doin', baby,
late tonight ♪
♪ I got some new steps
I think that you'll like ♪
♪ Follow me, watch real close ♪
♪ Listen up now... ♪
Okay, fine,
I have a crush.
♪ Dancing, groove now,
dance on your cue ♪
♪ Move, let's move now,
here's what you do ♪
♪ First step, lead your baby
to the dance floor ♪
♪ Next step, then you grab
her by the hand there ♪
♪ Third step, now
we'll move it on over... ♪
(grunting, struggling)
I gotta figure out what
Code Orange is.
Oh, hey!
I wasn't trying to get out,
or see what's going on.
But, since we're
talking about it.
What is going on?
Everything's fine,
Project VIN.
You're just gonna go
on a little trip.
VIN:
Really? Like a family trip?
Is Layne comin'?
Oh, she's gotta come!
Wait, why'd you
shut down my sensors?
This'll just
make things easier.
Oh, no! Don't flip that--
(distorted, powering down)
switch.
♪ ♪
(lab powering down)
♪ ♪
I don't even know enough
bad words to describe
how cool this is.
(VIN powering back up)
What happened?!
Where'd they go?!
Hey! You're Mel!
-Layne's annoying cousin.
-Listen.
You're in danger.
-VIN: I know!
-But I'm gonna help you.
-Awesome!
-But I have one question
for you first.
Are you good,
or are you evil?
VIN:
Uh... good?
Good enough for me.
VIN:
Cue tire squeal!
-(tires squealing)
-Melvin: Let's go!
VIN:
We gotta get to Layne.
She'll know what to do!
Hang on, little dude!
Whoa!
It's time for our final
campaign speech.
Our "No Surprises" candidate,
Layne Reed.
(students cheer, applaud)
Thank you.
Um...
♪ ♪
(inaudible)
A week ago,
I told you I was your
"No Surprises" candidate.
That scheduling
was my jam...
but...
that's not me.
Not anymore.
You see, I've realized
that life is unpredictable.
It's an adventure.
And...
while having
a schedule is great,
sometimes...
you just gotta wing it.
VIN:
Go find Layne!
I just want you to know
who you're voting for...
and...
she might be full
of surprises.
They're trying
to take VIN!
Um... like right now!
Come on!
I have to leave.
Surprise!
♪ ♪
-Vote Layne Reed, woo!
-(students murmuring)
(tires squeal)
Layne:
They're decommissioning VIN?
Yeah, Uncle Rob and Aunt Cheryl
said the transporter's
coming to the house.
-When?
-Right now!
VIN:
Why would they
decommission me?!
I've been so well-behaved,
right?
Don't answer that.
-VIN, can you pop a wheelie?
-No problem!
Mel, you are
a guest here.
Guys!
No wheelie popping.
(tires squeal)
♪ ♪
What're we gonna do?
We can't go back home.
That's where the transporter is.
Zora:
Um, is the transporter
a big, honkin' green truck?
Layne...
I don't think
the transporter's
at your house.
♪ ♪
Layne:
Oh... my... gosh.
Maybe he won't see us.
And he sees us.
(car engine revs)
VIN! Get us outta here!
VIN:
Okay, this could get
a little dangerous!
Oh, yeah!
-(car zooms)
-Melvin: Wheelie!
Okay, we've been
chased by many things,
but this is the biggest!
Yeah! He's all up
in my trunk!
I can't shake him!
Layne, it's time!
Cuz, I know I've said
a lot of mean things
about you,
but you're pretty awesome.
Thanks, Mel.
(engine revving)
Oh, man! I'm worried
this is the end for us.
Don't worry.
I'm not gonna let
anything bad happen
to my brother.
Did you just say "brother"?
Being apart made me
realize how much
I care about you, VIN.
We're like family.
Thanks, Layne.
This is the best
day of my life.
And it may be my last.
What are we gonna do?
Z, find us something
to help us get rid
of these bad guys.
Can he shoot smoke
out of his butt-cheeks
so the other car can't see?
Mel, he's not
a cartoon car!
Actually, right here it
says "smoke deterrent."
Well, try it!
(tires squealing)
Melvin:
Oh, yeah!
Out his butt-cheeks!
Zora: (sighs)
Okay.
I think we lost them.
VIN:
But they're just
gonna keep coming!
What am I
supposed to do?
Melvin:
Layne, how are we
going to keep VIN safe?
I think I have an idea.
Hang on.
♪ ♪
Newscaster: Apparently,
the orange car was traveling
at a high rate of speed.
It careened over this
guardrail where I'm standing.
The charred remains
are below.
This steering device is
the only thing that survived.
♪ ♪
What happened?
Cheryl:
VIN's gone.
-(dialing)
-Hey, are you there?
VIN:
I'm here, sis.
What do we do now?
Layne:
Next time on
Fast Layne...
-(both screaming)
-Is there something about
Project VIN's crash
you're not telling us?
I'm not buyin'
this crash.
Layne:
Those bad guys want you,
and the government wants
my parents to scrap you.
VIN:
"VIN, go hide in the woods,"
Layne says.
-No one'll find you.
-You do have a plan, right?
Okay, I don't have a plan.
Zora:
Oh, hey! There's Cody!
I get all weird
around him.
That's 'cause
you like him.
I know,
and I hate it!
Can I talk to you
about something?
Principal Mugbee:
And now, our new
school president...
♪ ♪
Previously on
Fast Layne...
A road trip?!
Layne:
Yeah!
We can find my locker,
and bust Jasper
for stealing it.
We're saving my campaign!
Zora:
So what're you running for?
School president.
Melvin:
What about the talking car?
You know about
her car?
So it's hers?
Zora:
This is why they want VIN.
To turn him
into a weapon.
VIN:
Layne!
These are the bad guys!
This isn't over,
Layne Reed.
How does she
know my name?
(tires squeal)
Mom! Dad...
Cheryl:
Okay,
I'm just gonna ask it...
how many times did you
take Project VIN out?
Six.
Layne Weatherford
Reed, I...
I'm flabbergasted.
Rob:
For the record, I am
double flabbergasted.
-You could've gotten hurt.
-Zora put you up to this,
didn't she?
No, no!
We heard a noise...
then, VIN tricked me
into taking him out...
the hand scanner
recognized my DNA...
I had to fix him...
just kinda spiraled
from there.
I'm sorry.
Where was Aunt Betty
during all this?
Making cheese balls?
Betty...
Layne:
She doesn't know anything.
I promise.
Honey...
the reason we're
so concerned is
because Project VIN is--
Classified!
I know.
I saw your holograms.
I know everything.
And I get why you didn't
tell me about VIN.
You're top-secret
government scientists!
-Whoa, oh--
-Sh-sh-shh.
Oh-- oh, sorry.
(whispering)
Top-secret government
scientists!
Layne, if anybody
finds out what we do,
it could be...
dangerous.
And that's why
there's something
I need to tell you.
-Oh, no.
-There's some
bad people after VIN.
Bad people?
This scary lady,
and this...
big, ugly gentleman.
Maybe we should
call the FBI.
-Whoa!
-Layne,
a lot of people would
love to get their hands
on Project VIN, okay?
We'll handle it.
So, uh,
am I in trouble?
Yes.
No-- I--
-I mean, is she in trouble?
-There were extenuating
circumstances.
Cheryl:
And that hand scanner
was only supposed to
work for us.
(sighs)
I mean, thankfully,
no one was hurt.
I guess we should
all feel lucky.
Okay, um...
I'm gonna go tell VIN.
-He's probably really worried.
-Sweetie, uh, Project VIN
is our concern now.
Yeah, Mom's right,
we've got work to do.
You know, tests,
protocols to run.
It's probably best
if you stay away
from him for a while.
And you can refocus.
Don't you have the big
vote dance coming up?
-Right.
-Cheryl: Yeah!
Hey, um...
VIN's not in trouble,
right?
I mean,
he's gonna be okay?
Oh, of course.
Cool.
(dramatic music)
-We don't know that.
-I know.
(theme song playing)
♪ Let's go! ♪
♪ Jump in
It's time to go fast ♪
♪ Turn up the radio blast ♪
♪ I got my foot on the gas ♪
♪ We just want to go ♪
♪ My life's feeling unreal ♪
♪ Both hands are taking
the wheel ♪
♪ Rev up the engine and feel ♪
♪ Like we're ready to roll ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, I'm ready for it ♪
♪ You know I'm ready for it
I just wanna go ♪
♪ You know I'm ready for it
I just wanna go ♪
Alonzo: (beeping)
Good morning, Layne.
It is five A.M.
♪ ♪
Rob:
Back to the old routine.
-Isn't it nice?
-Yeah.
Oh, I had some thoughts
for your dress.
-Dress?
-For the dance tomorrow.
It's blue.
Cute, but presidential
Right. Thanks, Mom.
Oh!
I don't know if you've heard,
but I'm Layne's best friend.
So there's a good chance
we'll be seeing a lot
of each other.
-Okay...
-So, I brought you a gift.
Oh...
it's a pickle.
Exactly!
How very thoughtful.
Bye, Mom, bye, Dad.
-Bye, honey.
-Bye.
Have you been
out to the shed?
Your parents
put a padlock
on the door.
Really?
Yeah, it's
a big old honker.
Well...
my parents said
they want me to
stop spending time
with VIN and "refocus."
I gotta practice
my Russian vocab.
Then, do a report.
On something...
So...
I guess I'll see
you around?
Yeah...
(door closes)
Zora:
They're wearing
lab coats?
This is too weird.
Cheryl:
Okay, Project VIN.
Time to run
your diagnostics.
(sarcastically)
Ooh, diagnostics. Great.
I've been soooo
looking forward to this.
That's sarcasm.
-Yeah.
-We didn't program that.
I learned it from Layne.
She's taught me
a lot of things.
Layne's a pretty cool sister.
-Sister?
-Yeah!
You made Layne,
you made me.
Boom! Makes you guys
my 'rents.
You know, 'rents.
It's what kids
call their parents.
(whispering)
Honey,
I think Project VIN's
developed some sort of
symbiotic relationship
with Layne.
(whispering)
He's evolving faster
than we thought.
(whispering):
Oooh, look at us...
we like to whisper...
Can we un-program
the sarcasm?
I hope so.
♪ ♪
Mr. Morris:
Squirrel?
Belka.
(chuckles)
Nailed it. One point.
♪ ♪
-Penguin?
-Pengven.
Oh! Close.
It's penj-VIN.
You really gotta
hit the "VIN."
Right...
-VIN. Oh!
-Consolation grape!
Z, come on,
keep your head
in the game.
I'm sorry, Daddy-o.
Just kinda had
a freaky moment,
like déjà vu?
But way more "vu."
You ever get those?
Yeah.
All the time,
Z-bear.
All the time.
♪ ♪
(car engine revs,
tires squeal)
-Mrs. Dunkle: Uh, Layne?
-Yes?
This is French class.
Francais!
Not math.
-Sorry.
-(students snicker)
Got a lot on my mind.
♪ ♪
They locked up VIN?
So you can't see him?
Yeah.
And...
he's a car
and I miss him.
Weird, right?
Well maybe just talk
to your parents about it.
You know, when I
get into it with my abuelo ,
we just talk
about things,
and it solves
a lot of problems.
Yeah, well...
my relationship
with my parents
isn't really like that.
If you say so.
Oh, hey! Uh, see you
at the dance tonight.
You know what
I don't get?
This.
"No Surprises"?
You're full
of surprises!
Vote Layne Reed.
She's actually
full of surprises.
I'll take
a couple of these.
Cody:
Yo, Reed!
Talk to your parents.
Vote Layne Reed!
Full of surprises!
Vote Layne Reed!
Okay, Project VIN.
There's a maze of cones
in front of you.
What we need you
to do is make sure--
Yeah, yeah, don't
knock 'em over, got it.
All right.
-That was confident.
-I know.
Ugh.
Cue tire squeal!
(tires squeal)
VIN! We're supposed
to come with you!
He's certainly becoming
more independent.
Woo-hoo!
Yeah!
Check it out!
Oh, yeah!
You like this?
Four wheels,
mister!
VIN:
How 'bout this?!
Yeah!
(stammering)
VIN:
Puttin' on a show
for my 'rents!
-Whoa!
-VIN: So, how'd I do?
What in the world
was that?!
Pretty cool, huh?
Layne taught it to me.
VIN: (gasps)
Oops.
I shouldn't have said
that, I wouldn't want
her to get in trouble.
Compassion...
his ability to
mimic human emotions
is remarkable.
-(cellphone ringing)
-Rob: Oh.
-It's Colonel Hardy.
You take it, he likes you.
-(stammering)
Colonel Hardy.
I-- yes,
good afternoon, sir.
Ye-- we were just
about to send you
more findings on
Project VIN and I--
You're calling
a Code Orange?!
No, I--
Ah, hi, excuse me,
Rob Reed here.
Listen, I feel strongly
that a Code Orange
is premature--
(gasps quietly)
Code Orange? What's that?!
No need to yell,
we will have him
ready by tomorrow.
-No!
-He's yelling!
Rob:
So, explain this
to me again.
Is this a vote
or a dance?
Well, Layne's principal
wanted to increase
voter turnout,
so he combined
the election with a dance.
-Oh, isn't that clever.
-Cheryl: Yeah!
It's a vote-dance.
(chuckling)
I would've went
to way more dances.
Guys...
let's talk.
Really talk.
About VIN.
Rob:
Uh--
Betty's cheese balls...
-sure are delish.
-I-I think there's
Gouda in there.
They're gorgeous!
I think she's really
found her calling.
I know what you're doing.
You're changing
the subject.
But I would really
like to see him.
Sweetie,
he's classified.
-Not to me.
-The truth is, Project VIN
is off limits.
"Off limits"?!
-For how long?
-Indefinitely.
You were never supposed
to find Project VIN
in the first place.
Well, guess what?
I did.
And! It's "VIN."
(chuckles)
Okay, honey.
We were the ones
who built him,
so... we know
who he is.
Clearly, you don't.
Layne, I don't like
your tone.
Fine.
Then I'll take my tone,
and my dinner,
up to my room.
You can't keep him
from me.
Forgot my napkin.
(stomps away)
That's different.
(sighs)
-Alonzo, call VIN.
-Alonzo: (beeping)
Calling VIN.
-(car phone rings)
-Layne, finally!
I've been trying to
get a hold of you,
but the 'rents blocked
my outgoing calls.
-Are you okay?
-No!
I'm wigging out!
I overheard our
parents talking about
-something called Code Orange.
-What's "Code Orange"?
I don't know, but it's
happening tomorrow!
We gotta find out
what it is!
(clears throat)
Layne:
Uh...
yeah, Aunt Betty, you
left your cheese scooper
in the bathroom,
-and...
-VIN: (whispering) They're
in your room, aren't they?
Yes, we are.
VIN: (imitating Aunt Betty)
Oh, I knew I left
the cheese scooper
- in the t--
-(call clicks off)
Alonzo:
Call terminated.
Mom, Dad,
what is going on?!
What is Code Orange?
I'm sorry, Layne,
but this is over.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Feels so weird spying
on my own parents.
It's the only way
we're gonna find out
about Code Orange.
-Zora: See anything?
-Layne: Nope, Mom's
just paying bills.
What about my dad?
Ugh! This thing
is way too powerful.
All I see are nose hairs.
Hold up!
Now she's signaling
someone.
(gasps)
Ohh, this is gettin' good!
(struggling)
Uh, Zora? Ouch!
-It-- (grunts)
-My toes are tinglin'.
Layne: (gasps)
She's writing
something down!
"Layne, don't be late
for the dance."
Busted!
-(sighs)
-She's right,
I gotta get to school
But... what're we
gonna do?
I don't know...
Maybe we find someone
to spy on them.
Yeah, but who?
Unfortunately...
I know
the perfect person.
Melvin:
Handcuffs...
rope...
glue gun...
taser.
Mel, you don't
need a taser.
You're just
watching my parents
for a couple hours
while we're gone.
Okay.
But if you want me
to run surveillance,
you gotta play ball.
I wanna see
the talking car.
What?!
What talking car?
Wha--
Pfft! Talking car?
Come on!
There's no
talking car, Mel.
You guys are terrible liars.
I tricked Cody,
he told me.
Nice kid, but...
he's no match for this.
-Buh-bye!
-Layne and Zora: Wait.
-Fine.
-Yes!
But!
You have to keep
an eye on my parents
while we're gone.
And call if you see
anything strange, okay?
I got you.
And about your election.
Yeah?
I'd wish you
"good luck," but...
I don't care.
Thanks, Mel,
that means a lot.
♪ ♪
Principal Mugbee:
Hello, Cedarville Middle,
and welcome to our first
annual Vote Dance!
I hope you're ready to get
your "groove on"...
-(students mutter)
-Female Student: Awkward...
...and "vote on."
Whoa! This is huge!
My school dance
was just me, my dad,
and our mail lady.
Zora:
Look, three o'clock.
Crush alert.
Zora, for the last time,
I don't do "crushes."
♪ ♪
(grunts)
Such a surprise.
-I did not see
this coming.
-Yeah.
Rob:
I mean, we've been
making such progress.
Cheryl:
I just wish Colonel Hardy
would give us more time.
Me, too.
I'm gonna miss
this project.
Principal Mugbee:
Please welcome to the stage,
our first candidate:
Jasper Marr.
(students cheer, applaud)
Boo!
Jasper:
Y'all know me,
so, uh, I'm not gonna
bore you with a speech.
As your president,
I am gonna give you
what you want.
Female Student:
Yeah!
And I know exactly
what you want...
free t-shirts!
-(rock music playing)
-(students cheer)
-Five years.
-Yeah.
Got ya.
Cheryl:
Remember when
we first started?
Layne was in first grade.
And now, they're
taking him away to be
decommissioned.
Such a shame.
Yeah.
Cheryl:
The transporter
will be here soon.
(gasps)
They're taking him away!
(Rob sighs)
I gotta call Layne!
-(phone fizzling)
-Ugh! Come on!
♪ ♪
Really?
A t-shirt?
As a journalist,
I have no comment.
But as a student,
I am so glad you
are running, Layne.
Thanks, Anna.
Where do you
go to school?
My room.
Sometimes the kitchen.
(camera clicks)
Okay, he's coming!
Now, don't get
all giggly.
Giggly? Yeah, right.
♪ ♪
Hey.
Good luck
on your speech.
(giggles)
Thanks!
What were we
laughing about?
(clears throat)
I mean, uh, I'm--
I'm really excited.
(laughs)
No crush, huh?
Principal Mugbee:
Before we get to
Layne Reed's speech,
it's time to get this dance
officially started
with some old-school song
stylings by our very own
Cody Castillo!
(students applaud)
♪ What you doin', baby,
late tonight ♪
♪ I got some new steps
I think that you'll like ♪
♪ Follow me, watch real close ♪
♪ Listen up now... ♪
Okay, fine,
I have a crush.
♪ Dancing, groove now,
dance on your cue ♪
♪ Move, let's move now,
here's what you do ♪
♪ First step, lead your baby
to the dance floor ♪
♪ Next step, then you grab
her by the hand there ♪
♪ Third step, now
we'll move it on over... ♪
(grunting, struggling)
I gotta figure out what
Code Orange is.
Oh, hey!
I wasn't trying to get out,
or see what's going on.
But, since we're
talking about it.
What is going on?
Everything's fine,
Project VIN.
You're just gonna go
on a little trip.
VIN:
Really? Like a family trip?
Is Layne comin'?
Oh, she's gotta come!
Wait, why'd you
shut down my sensors?
This'll just
make things easier.
Oh, no! Don't flip that--
(distorted, powering down)
switch.
♪ ♪
(lab powering down)
♪ ♪
I don't even know enough
bad words to describe
how cool this is.
(VIN powering back up)
What happened?!
Where'd they go?!
Hey! You're Mel!
-Layne's annoying cousin.
-Listen.
You're in danger.
-VIN: I know!
-But I'm gonna help you.
-Awesome!
-But I have one question
for you first.
Are you good,
or are you evil?
VIN:
Uh... good?
Good enough for me.
VIN:
Cue tire squeal!
-(tires squealing)
-Melvin: Let's go!
VIN:
We gotta get to Layne.
She'll know what to do!
Hang on, little dude!
Whoa!
It's time for our final
campaign speech.
Our "No Surprises" candidate,
Layne Reed.
(students cheer, applaud)
Thank you.
Um...
♪ ♪
(inaudible)
A week ago,
I told you I was your
"No Surprises" candidate.
That scheduling
was my jam...
but...
that's not me.
Not anymore.
You see, I've realized
that life is unpredictable.
It's an adventure.
And...
while having
a schedule is great,
sometimes...
you just gotta wing it.
VIN:
Go find Layne!
I just want you to know
who you're voting for...
and...
she might be full
of surprises.
They're trying
to take VIN!
Um... like right now!
Come on!
I have to leave.
Surprise!
♪ ♪
-Vote Layne Reed, woo!
-(students murmuring)
(tires squeal)
Layne:
They're decommissioning VIN?
Yeah, Uncle Rob and Aunt Cheryl
said the transporter's
coming to the house.
-When?
-Right now!
VIN:
Why would they
decommission me?!
I've been so well-behaved,
right?
Don't answer that.
-VIN, can you pop a wheelie?
-No problem!
Mel, you are
a guest here.
Guys!
No wheelie popping.
(tires squeal)
♪ ♪
What're we gonna do?
We can't go back home.
That's where the transporter is.
Zora:
Um, is the transporter
a big, honkin' green truck?
Layne...
I don't think
the transporter's
at your house.
♪ ♪
Layne:
Oh... my... gosh.
Maybe he won't see us.
And he sees us.
(car engine revs)
VIN! Get us outta here!
VIN:
Okay, this could get
a little dangerous!
Oh, yeah!
-(car zooms)
-Melvin: Wheelie!
Okay, we've been
chased by many things,
but this is the biggest!
Yeah! He's all up
in my trunk!
I can't shake him!
Layne, it's time!
Cuz, I know I've said
a lot of mean things
about you,
but you're pretty awesome.
Thanks, Mel.
(engine revving)
Oh, man! I'm worried
this is the end for us.
Don't worry.
I'm not gonna let
anything bad happen
to my brother.
Did you just say "brother"?
Being apart made me
realize how much
I care about you, VIN.
We're like family.
Thanks, Layne.
This is the best
day of my life.
And it may be my last.
What are we gonna do?
Z, find us something
to help us get rid
of these bad guys.
Can he shoot smoke
out of his butt-cheeks
so the other car can't see?
Mel, he's not
a cartoon car!
Actually, right here it
says "smoke deterrent."
Well, try it!
(tires squealing)
Melvin:
Oh, yeah!
Out his butt-cheeks!
Zora: (sighs)
Okay.
I think we lost them.
VIN:
But they're just
gonna keep coming!
What am I
supposed to do?
Melvin:
Layne, how are we
going to keep VIN safe?
I think I have an idea.
Hang on.
♪ ♪
Newscaster: Apparently,
the orange car was traveling
at a high rate of speed.
It careened over this
guardrail where I'm standing.
The charred remains
are below.
This steering device is
the only thing that survived.
♪ ♪
What happened?
Cheryl:
VIN's gone.
-(dialing)
-Hey, are you there?
VIN:
I'm here, sis.
What do we do now?
Layne:
Next time on
Fast Layne...
-(both screaming)
-Is there something about
Project VIN's crash
you're not telling us?
I'm not buyin'
this crash.
Layne:
Those bad guys want you,
and the government wants
my parents to scrap you.
VIN:
"VIN, go hide in the woods,"
Layne says.
-No one'll find you.
-You do have a plan, right?
Okay, I don't have a plan.
Zora:
Oh, hey! There's Cody!
I get all weird
around him.
That's 'cause
you like him.
I know,
and I hate it!
Can I talk to you
about something?
Principal Mugbee:
And now, our new
school president...
♪ ♪