Speed Racer: The Next Generation (2008–2013): Season 2, Episode 36 - The Hunt for Truth, Part 1 - full transcript

Man: ♪ Here he comes,
here comes Speed Racer ♪

♪ He's a demon on wheels

♪ He's a demon and he's gonna
be chasin' after someone ♪

♪ He's gainin' on you
so you better look alive ♪

♪ He's busy revving up
the powerful Mach 5 ♪

♪ And when the odds
are against him ♪

♪ and there's dangerous work
to do ♪

♪ you bet your life
Speed Racer ♪

♪ will see it through

♪ Go, Speed Racer

♪ Go, Speed Racer



♪ Go, Speed Racer, go!

♪ He's off and flyin' as he
guns the car around the track ♪

♪ He's jammin' down the pedal
like he's never comin' back ♪

♪ Adventure's waiting
just ahead ♪

♪ Go, Speed Racer

♪ Go, Speed Racer

♪ Go, Speed Racer, go!

Speed: Previously
on "Speed Racer"...

- ( rings )
- Speed: It's dad.

- I need you to--
Alpha Academy--
- Dad!

I repeat,
I need you to stay away

from Alpha Academy.

No, I lost reception.

Headmaster Moustache,
that guy's an imposter



from Racer Academy.

Horse apples!

Guards, get that there varmint
and find his buddies.

Whoa, whoever these guys are,

they sure seem interested
in the Mach 6.

Yeah, and there's no question
that Alpha is behind this.

I guess our old man
is onto something after all.

Yeah, I just hope he can
sabotage the project

before it's too late.

The committee's got big plans
for that hourglass part,

and I don't want to be around
to see what they are.

So, bro, how are things
with you and Annalise?

Believe it or not,
pretty good.

I'm still amazed you guys
are dating again.

Yeah, me too.

But ever since
she teamed up with us

against those
Alpha Academy freaks,

things have been much
better between us.

She's only got eyes
for me again.

So you really think
we can trust her?

Almost definitely.

She does seem different
lately--

a kinder, gentler
Annalise Zazic.

I didn't think
it was possible.

Yeah, man! That's what
we're talking about.

Looking sharp, X.

It seemed okay in there.

You're sure the virtual track
is safe again?

Absolutely, definitely,
without a doubt.

- I checked it myself.
- And the Mach 6?

Our girl's looking
mighty fine, Speed.

She handled like a dream
just now, right?

- Well, yeah.
- What'd I tell you?

The track, the car,
everything, tip-top.

It couldn't be better.

What?

And I think it was cool
of your headmaster Sneidel--

- Uh, Spritle,
- Sorry, Spritle.

It was way cool of him
to invite us here today.

Even though our schools are
fierce competitors on the track,

there's no reason why we can't
all be friends off of it.

Oh, I totally agree.

I mean, we have so much
in common.

What are you doing here, dude?
You get lost?

Your GPS break down?

Whoa, calm down.

Your uncle Sproutle
invited me.

For what,
to flirt with my girl?

X, don't be jealous.
Alpha and I were just talking.

No, as a goodwill gesture
to foster better relations

between our schools.

And besides, we were just having
a friendly convo, no biggie.

Yeah, well,
it's a biggie to me.

So stay away from her.

( laughs ) Tough guy.
I'm scared.

I've seen you drive,
remember?

The day you can beat me
in a race,

that's the day you can come here
and play the big shot.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah, really.

Care to put that to the test?

- You challenging me?
- You know it.

- Let's race it out.
- It's on, chump.

Hey, whoa,
what's going on here?

Your insane brother
and Alpha Leader

are about to race each other.

They're fighting over me.

- Isn't it hot?
- What?

That's the stupidest thing
I've ever heard.

Duh, that just shows how
ignorant you are, speed bump.

Guys have been dueling
each other for centuries

over the love of
a cool chick.

I'd fight for you too,
Annalise.

Ew!

( engines revving )

And no funny business,
a clean race,

You got that, punk?

I wouldn't have it
any other way.

Oh, one more thing--
winner gets the girl.

( laughs )

- Ready?
- Ready.

Three, two, one...

Go!

Oh, no, look,
on the far side of the track,

a road crew's
making repairs.

X, stop the race!

There's a road crew
blocking your path.

Copy that, bro,
that just calls for...

- ( yells )
- a detour.

X is a wild man.

Tell me something
I don't know.

Hey, wait a minute.
Where are they going?

( tires screeching )

- Whoa!
- Agh!

Woman: ( screams )

( gasps )

Ready to eat my dust,
Alfalfa?

Sure,
after you show me how.

Sayonara, loser.

Move, dudes!

( tires screeching )

And these are
our administrative offices.

All of our facilities
at Racer Academy

are state-of-the-art.

Very impressive,
headmaster Spritle.

I must say, you run
a first-class operation here.

( clears throat )

Look, here they come.

What in tarnation, boy?

Did you fall out
of the stupid tree

and hit every branch
on the way down?

You've got some explaining
to do.

Uh, I'm sorry,
uncle Spritle.

It's just that Alpha dork
challenged me, and--

This kind of reckless behaviors
is completely unacceptable.

Someone could
have been injured, X.

You've got to learn
to control your temper.

Or one day you'll really find
yourself in serious trouble.

I just got tired of all
his boasting and bragging, sir.

Use your head, son.

You ought to be ashamed
of yourself

for taking a Racer boy's bait.

- I know, I'm sorry.
- It's okay, I suppose.

No real harm done.
Don't you worry.

Proper retribution
will be forthcoming.

Are you okay, bro?

I just got an earful
from our unc.

Man, he was hopping mad.
Well, who won?

It was a draw,
dead even.

So that means you're still
my babe, right, Annalise?

I'd say we're still a work
in progress, X, but yes.

At least we won't have
to see that Alpha punk again.

Good riddance.

Spritle: And now I have
some exciting news.

In return for hosting us,

when our track
was out of condition,

Racer Academy is pleased
to host Alpha Academy

for a series of three
invitational races.

Coach Moustache?

( applause )

Furthermore, we've agreed
that these here races

will be a testament
to pure driving skills.

No gadgets or gismos allowed.

Exactly, just honest,
healthy competition.

And we'll be hosting
a dance after the first race

so both student bodies can get
to know each other better.

Both: Student bodies, dude.

X, for the last time,
quit being so paranoid.

I was not flirting.

Well, I don't like it either,
but what can we do?

Might as well just make
the best of it, right?

Yeah, I guess so.

Uh, so... like...

you want to, you know,
go to the dance thing,

like, with me?

Oh, I-- I don't know.

Um, well, I--
o-okay, sure.

Spritle: Students, faculty,
and guests from both schools,

welcome to today's
first invitational race

- between Racer Academy...
- And Alpha Academy.

I think I speak for all of us
when I say we are honored

by your gracious hospitality,
headmaster Spritle.

The pleasure is ours,
coach Moustache.

Peanuts, popcorn,
and, uh, cookies.

Weenies, weenies here.

Yeah, big stupid weenies!

( laughs )

Uh, is there no end
to the scorn heaped upon us?

No respite from the indignities
and humiliation?

When will our debt to society
finally be paid, Stan?

Stan?
Stan, what are you doing?

- ( crunching )
- Stan!

Sorry, boss, but I always get...
before a race.

Announcer: Here we go, folks!

Three! Two! One!

And they're off!

Come on, team,
let's win this race.

( crowd chattering excitedly )

What did I tell y'all?

Our boy's already
out in front.

We got this one in the bag.

Not so fast, Handles,
so is one of ours.

And our students
are quite the competitors.

We'll see, Spritle.

Ain't nothing like
a good, clean, honest race.

Yes, indeed.
( chuckles )

Oh, come on, Annalise!

Quit playing games
and messing with my head.

I'm not playing games, X.

I'm trying to concentrate
on this race,

which you won't let me do!

X: Just say you'll go
to the dance with me.

You know you wanna.

I haven't made up my mind yet!
We'll see.

But it's tonight!

We'll see!

( groans )

Come on, come on.

Moustache: You're falling
behind, boy.

Time to use the device.

No, I can beat him
fair and square.

Quit arguing with me.

Our sponsor insists that
we use the device in this race.

There ain't no room
for compromise, you hear me?

- Yeah, here we go.
- That's it, Speedo!

You're doing great!
Now just bring it home.

Moustache:
Use the device now!

Huh? What the--

( tires screeching )

Oh, no!

- Speed!
- Speed, are you all right?

Whoa, yeah, uh,
a bit banged up,

but I think I'm okay.

Thank goodness.

My poor baby.
Look at you.

You're in pain!

Way to go, partner!

That's showing them
wannabes how it's done.

I could have beat him
without your device, sir.

( laughs ) I'll say,

beating that Racer boy
fair and square

sure is nice, yes, sirree.

Congrats, dude.
You did great.

Um... thanks,
Miss Zazic.

Oh, you can call me Annalise.

You know what, Annalise?

If you'd rather be
with this Alpha dork, fine.

Be with him.
You deserve each other.

How--
how could this happen?

You said the Mach 6 was tip-top
and shipshape, remember?

It was, I swear.

I'm just as puzzled
as you are.

Conor, the car jumped again,
and I didn't push the button.

Do you want to explain
that to me?

- Gremlins?
- Real funny.

Tell you what,
we're gonna get this car

back into your garage
and take it apart piece by piece

until we figure out
what's wrong.

- How does that sound?
- Not so funny.

Conor: We've run every
diagnostic test we can.

Everything checks out.

It's got to be some mysterious
outside force at work.

'Cause aside from
the dents and scrapes

and gruesomely twisted
crumpled metal

and shredded fiberglass,

there's nothing wrong
with this race car.

But I didn't see
or feel anything external

that could have caused
a jump,

which means it has to be
a malfunctioning Mach 6.

Speed, I'm doing everything
I can to figure it out.

I don't know what else
you want me to say.

Chim-Chim doesn't know what else
you want him to say either.

Okay, buddy, I'm sorry.

Look, I know we're all tired
but we just can't rest

until we figure out
what's going on.

So let's start again
from the top.

Moustache here,

filing a report
on Operation Hourglass.

Yes, go on.

We successfully deployed
the device today

in the first race.

Worked like a charm.

Excellent.

Finally,
we're making some progress.

Oh, I'd say better than that.

I'd say mission accomplished.

Not quite,
one test can't provide us

with conclusive evidence
of the device's durability.

You'll need to deploy
it again tomorrow.

Is that necessary?

I had a hard enough time
just getting him to--

That was not a suggestion.

Well, all right,
If you think--

Report back tomorrow
with further test results.

Committee out.

Yes, ma'am.

X, have you seen Speed?

No, not since the race
this afternoon.

Oh, okay.

I guess he's just
running late...

as usual.

Annalise, what are you doing?

You told me to be
with Alpha, remember?

Well, this is awkward.

You know
I didn't mean that.

I meant--
you know what I meant.

You want to play games?
Fine.

There are plenty
of girls in there

who'd love to dance with me.

I'm Racer X.
Want to dance, Lucy?

Um, I'm kind of waiting
for your brother.

Maybe later?

Whatever.
I don't need any of you.

Speed, where are you?

( techno music playing )

Where did you learn
to move like that?

When I was a little kid,

I used to watch
"Funky Dance Train"

on TV every week
and copy what I saw.

Wow, you're really
something out there.

Whoo! I need to freshen up.
Be right back.

I'll go get us some punch.

Let's rendezvous at
the refreshment table

at 19:00 hours.

Joke.
That's in five minutes.

Hey, I'm sorry.

- Oh, it's you.
- Annalise--

Pardon me, I was heading
to the ladies' room.

- Annalise, listen.
- What?

I'm... really sorry.

Come on, please forgive me?

Well, you've really got to learn
to control your temper, X.

It makes you act
like a jerkuss.

But... I guess
you're my jerkuss.

Yeah?

Excuse me,
you're Lucy, right?

Y-yes?

I almost didn't recognize
you in a dress, I mean.

Have you seen Annalise?

She was supposed to meet me
back here like 10 minutes ago.

No.

- No, sorry, I haven't.
- That's weird.

Not really.
Didn't you know?

Tonight's the night
you ditch your date.

- It's ditch a date night.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

Is that why
you're alone over here?

Story of my life.

Well, since we both seem
to have been abandoned,

would you like some punch?

It'll sweeten your mood.

- Sure.
- And maybe a dance?

Boy, you're really pushy,
aren't you?

I don't know.

I saw you out there.
I'm not sure I can keep up.

Of course you can, come on.
I'll show you.

Hey, hey,
bouncing baby bro,

so what happened
to you last night?

We spent all night long
disassembling

and reassembling
the Mach 6,

and we still can't figure out
what the problem is.

Conor patched up the body

but something's
seriously wrong inside.

I'm afraid it might be
irreparable.

( chuckles ) Nerd.
You missed the dance.

Huh, the dance?
Oh, no, Lucy!

Yeah, she was waiting for you.

I totally forgot.

Oh, man, I'm such an idiot.

She must be really steamed
at me.

Lucy: ( laughs )

That's hilarious.

Boy, that guy really
gets around.

( laughs )

Lucy, hey, I am so sorry
about last night.

I completely forgot
about the dance.

Me and Conor were up all night
working on the Mach 6.

Uh-huh.

Look, I don't blame you
for being mad at me.

- I screwed up, but--
- You stood me up,
end of story.

There's nothing more
to discuss.

Let's get ready
for this next race.

Yeah, but--

Oh, man!
Our team is a mess.

Conor, we still haven't figured
out what's wrong with the car.

And I still say there are
outside forces at work.

Somehow, someone else
is monkeying around with us.

Nothing personal, buddy.

Yeah, good idea,
Chim-Chim.

You go sneak into Alpha team's
garage and see if you can

dig up any clues about
what's really going on.

Announcer: Three! Two! One!

And they're off!

You're doing great, Speed.
How's our baby holding up?

No trouble so far.

Uh-oh.
Two Alpha cars gaining on us.

Annalise: Copy that.

This calls for a
dual-defensive maneuver.

Check.

X: Ah, way to go, Annalise.

See how sweet it is
when we work together?

We make a hot team, babe.

Smoking hot.

Moustache: Time to use
the device again, son.

What? But I've got him
on the ropes.

I'm not asking you.
I'm telling you.

- Use it now!
- No way.

I can win this one
fair and square.

Are you defying
a direct order?

With all due respect, sir,
yes I am.

I was afraid this might happen.

All right,
I'll do it myself.

Conor, what is that?

I knew it!

That's why I recalibrated
our-- agh!

Speed, look out!

Not again!

Announcer: It's a photo finish,
folks.

And the winner is...

wait, we have a tie--

the Shooting Star
and the Spoiled Brat.

Racer Academy wins the second
invitational race.

Conor, I wiped out again.

At least this time
you took Alpha Leader with you.

Now do you believe me?

The Mach 6 is broken
and unsafe.

No, I was right, Speed.

There's nothing wrong
with our girl.

Just before you jumped again,

I saw some strange
energy readings,

but coming from outside
the Mach 6.

- Really?
- Yeah.

All we've got
to find out now is what

or who is causing it.

And I've got
a pretty good idea.

So I sent Chim-Chim
to investigate.

He should be inside
Alpha team's garage by now.

Come on, let's go check out
the live monkey-cam feed.

- ( burps )
- Alpha: You know, I could have
won without cheating.

- I had it in the bag.
- That don't matter, boy.

I'm your headmaster and coach.

My word is the law.

So when I order you
to do something, you do it!

Is this stupid thing
all you care about?

'Cause this isn't what
I signed up for

when I enrolled
in your academy.

- ( both gasp )
- ( squawks )

Huh, what was that?

Conor: Chim-Chim
get out of there now!

( theme music playing )