Generator Rex

Caesar:
Release the hounds. [a door opens revealing some Evo hounds]

Rex:
Huh?

Bobo Haha:
Heh. I thought that was just a figure of speech. You're a sick puppy.

Rex:
No offense, but being a guinea pig is a lot less fun when it's you instead of Holiday.

Caesar:
Don't I run the biometric tests with the same efficiency?

Rex:
How are we related? Have you looked at Holiday?

Bobo Haha:
She ain't my species and even I know she's a hottie.

Caesar:
She is... very smart.

Dr. Holiday:
Why won't you let me have this? It's the first glimmer of hope I've had since Rex got here.

Agent Six:
I think you've lost your objectivity. If you can't help her...

Dr. Holiday:
That's the point. I can't! I *need* this cure. If you won't help me, stay out of my way!

Dr. Holiday:
I've earned 5 years worth of personal time, Knight. I plan on taking it all!

White Knight:
I don't like it, but I like your sister even less. Go for your "cure", Holiday. But if it doesn't work, don't bring her back.

Rex:
She needs a friend Six.

Agent Six:
I... prefer to keep it professional... Keeps people from getting hurt.

Rex:
Dude. Take off the sunglasses. She's already hurting. If I were you [Six gets a radio signal]

Agent Six:
If you were me, you'd have a lead. Get Holiday. Dust off in 3.

White Knight:
Question: why is my Keep on an unapproved mission?

Rex:
It's cool, Knight. We're helping Holiday.

White Knight:
No! We had a deal. Return to base immediately!

Dr. Holiday:
It's over guys. I can't drag you down because of my mistake. I won't.

Agent Six:
...Keep returning to Base. [Knight ends the transmission] I said the Keep is returning to base. I never said we'd be on the Keep.

Five:
She's a lot more beautiful than you let on Six. Try not to screw it up this time.

Dr. Brandon Moses:
What am I bid for this army of one?

Agent Six:
[Bursting in] I'll open with Extradition - for crimes against humanity!

Dr. Brandon Moses:
[to his bidders] Wait. This is just a minor disturbance.

[to Holiday]

Dr. Brandon Moses:
Do you know what you just cost me? All for one hopless wreck!

Dr. Holiday:
[Holiday hits Moses] Her name is Beverly.

Dr. Brandon Moses:
Then give sissy a hug.

Dr. Brandon Moses:
Let's not be rash.

[Holiday slaps Moses]

Dr. Brandon Moses:
Gonna have to get you a dictionary. Rash will not help anyone - especially not Beverly.

[Holiday grabs Moses]

Dr. Brandon Moses:
Who can still be cured.

Dr. Holiday:
[Holiday drops Moses] What?

Agent Six:
[Brandishing his swords] No games. Truth or dead.

White Knight:
I won't even bother telling you the trouble you're in. Catch those other Evos and report to my office the moment you're back.

Rex:
What other Evo [Rex turns around and notices the Evos behind him] ooos?

Dr. Holiday:
I can see what he did. But... uh... there's no time. I can't - I can't help her. It's over.

Agent Six:
Holiday... Rebecca, you are the strongest, smartest woman I have ever met, and the most stubborn. [Six removes his glasses and looks her in the eyes] You never give up. If there's a way to help your sister - find it - now! [Slight pause. Holiday smiles and puts Six's glasses back on his face then leaves] That's my girl.

Dr. Holiday:
[as she's trying to revive Six] Don't you do this to me! I will hate you forever if you...

Rex:
That was... I'm... Wow! Six, I've never said it before and I'll probably never say it again, but I'm honored to be your partner.

Bobo Haha:
Mushy stuff. [Bobo groans] Glad I missed it.

Rex:
But don't ever do anything like that again.

Agent Six:
Agreed. But you have to admit though... it was worth it.

White Knight:
We're not running a boarding house here. No more relatives.

Dr. Holiday:
I just need her for a few more tests, sir. She was only 13 when she went Evo, and she's in a fragile state.

Beverly:
Woo Hoo! [laughing] Rex just took me on a ride through the Zoo on his cycle.

White Knight:
Fragile? Right.

Dr. Holiday:
Well, right. I guess... I'll set up those tests. [Holiday starts to walk past Six. Six takes a hold of her hand]

Agent Six:
Or... we could get some dinner.

Dr. Holiday:
Outside? In the real world? Like real people? Like a - ?

Agent Six:
Yes. Like a date.

Dr. Holiday:
It's about time.

Rex:
Mmm. Kind of ripe in here.

Bobo Haha:
That little door back there. [Bobo clears his throat] Not the bathroom.

Rex:
Hold this. [Bobo hold the object] And whatever you do: do not let go.

Bobo Haha:
Or what?

Rex:
Kaboom. [Rex leaves]

Bobo Haha:
You will pay.

Dr. Holiday:
Rex, why aren't you fixing that shield regulator?

Rex:
Hint. You may remember him from such schemes as: destroying Providence Headquarters, and trying to take over the entire Earth.

Dr. Holiday:
Van Kleiss in there? You're right you should investigate, *after* you fix the shield.

Rex:
Then it might be too late.

Dr. Holiday:
She's there, isn't she?

Rex:
Who? Breach? Yeah - but...

Dr. Holiday:
[Holiday sighs] A quick recon and that's it. I'll try to buy some time at this end, and I want regular check ups.

Rex:
Okay folks, here's the 4-1-1. V.K., NoFace - getting cozy. Gonna try and bust it up. That's all I got for now. Over and out.

Bobo Haha:
Oh don't you dare hang up! I'm feeling a cramp coming on.

Circe:
You're right you know. We should be down there with him. What is he up to anyway?

Biowulf:
I... do not know.

Circe:
You don't know? I thought he trusted you with everything.

Biowulf:
Of course he does! He just [Biowulf reaches into the bushes and grabs Rex. Rex screams]

Rex:
Hey! Easy on the stealth suit. Which apparently isn't so stealthy.

Circe:
Down now!

Rex:
Not til we hear each other out.

Circe:
Sure. I'll go first. [Circe uses her powers on Rex. Rex's flyer falls appart and the start free falling]

Rex:
Aw great. Way to go, Circe.

NoFace:
There was one who tormented us. Humiliated us. The grower of machines.

Van Kleiss:
Ah Rex. Another thorn we share. My proposal is simple: you control a formidable legion. I, in turn, can provide escape and the vengenance you seek. I can be you liberator. You can be my General. Together we will *crush* our enemies. Starting with the one you hate most. Now, then are we...

Biowulf:
[Entering] Master, I have report.

Van Kleiss:
This is a private conversation. Can't you handle the slightest detail without bothering me?

Biowulf:
...Of course, Master. It was nothing.

Rex:
You've seen the things that live here. Whatever deal you think Van Kleiss is making, it's going to turn out bad for everyone.

Circe:
30 seconds.

Rex:
I do know who you are, Circe. Just once think for yourself. Maybe your perfect leader could actually be wrong, may be even crazy, nuts, certifiably insane!

Circe:
SHUT UP!

Rex:
Did you ever wonder why he's so interested in you?

Rex:
Oh, I don't know... maybe he wants me dead.

Circe:
Not anymore. Something has changed, Rex. Ever since you got your powers back, I hear him talking, says you have something that's the key to everyting for whatever reason, he needs you alive. I know it, Rex! He'd *never* let you be killed.

Rex:
Never, huh?

NoFace:
[as Rex is being dragged in] Defiler! Give it to us.

Van Kleiss:
Now do you believe I can deliver what I say? Will you agree to my leadership?

NoFace:
We agree to it. Give it to us! Now. Now! NOW!

Circe:
Van Kleiss, I didn't bring Rex here so you could - he'll kill him.

Van Kleiss:
Never forget how I found you, Circe. What you were before. He's yours.

NoFace:
Now feel my pain.

Rex:
First - a few ground rules. Nothing below the belt and... I have a date on Friday... So easy on the face... Not exactly a problem in your case. Having no face and all.

Circe:
[as NoFace is attacking Rex] Stop this, Please. You need him *alive*!

Van Kleiss:
Alive, yes. Heart pumping. Lungs breathing, but his mind - less that's left of that, the better. Circe I warn you, Lift so much as a finger to help him, and you're finished.

Rex:
[after Van Kleiss protects Rex from NoFace's attack] I'm not driving a wedge between you, am I?

Van Kleiss:
Well played.

Rex:
Good news for me. For you - not so much.

Rex:
The work here finished. The hero does the nobel thing -he runs like a thief. Adios!

Bobo Haha:
Where the heck have you been?

Rex:
You're not still holding on to that are you? [Bobo releases his grip] Because it's a good thing, you know - with the whole kaboom.

Bobo Haha:
Great. 'Cause this situation's not random enough already. Let's throw some raging teen hormones into the mix.

Bobo Haha:
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa! There are some of us around here that might not like the sound of whatever you're about to do.

Circe:
I'll adjust the frequency to exclude friendly Evos.

Bobo Haha:
Does that include me?

Circe:
For now.

Rex:
Torn betwen saving his friends or the world - our hero makes the - stupid choice.

Rex:
You coming or what?

Biowulf:
I was neve here.

Bobo Haha:
What is it about stealing from our own people that's so damn satisfying.

Circe:
You forgot to remove the tracker.

Bobo Haha:
Uh, funny that.

Circe:
I'm not going to Providence.

Rex:
Doesn't matter where you go. All that matters is that *you* want to go there. That said - I hear Hong Kong's nice this time of year.

Rex:
All this futuristic technology and you've never thought of adding a bathroom? City Hall - it must have a bathroom. Pull over! NOW!

Rex:
I'm not ignoring you. It's just that you're not real.

Black Knight:
I assure you, I am very real - as is all of this.

Rex:
Oh ho. Come on! It's been a fun time in the old Breachscape, but you know, time to go home now.

Abuela:
You and Federico were best friends when you were little.

Caesar:
Cabezos de Trapo.

Rex:
*Why* do you keep calling me that?

Caesar:
You used to put underpants on your heads and act out Lucha Libre movies.

Rex:
Glad I don't remember that.

Federico:
Lucky you.

Caesar:
That's crazy, Rex. This is not a pocket dimension.

Rex:
...You're right!... It's a whole alternate universe! And - and you're my brother's evil twin!

Caesar:
[about a door] Can you break it down?

Rex:
What about respecting my elders?

Caesar:
Technically, I *am* your elder. BREAK IT DOWN!

Rex:
I'll do one better.

Black Knight:
When you went MIA, White Knight lost his biggest weapon in the war for Evo containment.

Rex:
Figures that I'd have to vanish for him to appreciate me.

Black Knight:
White Knight became erratic. Some might say paranoid. Directorate lost faith in his ability to lead.

Rex:
Directorate? I didn't know White even had a boss.

Black Knight:
There are, shall we say, layers. I was named as his replacement.

Rex:
Let me guess: he didn't take it well.

Black Knight:
You could say that.

Rex:
But Providence can help.

Abuela:
By taking those afflicted away? - NO! Every night when the bell tolls, those that change are locked away safely. For years it has been this way - and no one has been hurt.

Rex:
But - you're prisoners in your own home.

Abuela:
You may see it that way, nino. But at least we're family.

White Knight:
I'd rather go down in flames than see Providence in the hands of the enemy!

Rex:
Bringing this guy here was a bad move.

Hunter Cain:
For them! And I get to settle an old score while I'm at it. Lucky me.

Rex:
No. - Lucky *me*.

Rex:
Sorry, for a minute, I thought you were...

Bobo Haha:
Robo Bobo. Wanna check for a TV in my butt?

Rex:
Pass.

Rex:
The Mayor wasn't kidding. He sent an Evo Hunter who likes to shoot first and skip the questions. We'll need ever man, woman and werewolf!

Rex:
Okay, new chief, how do you want to do this?

Black Knight:
You're the expert.

Rex:
I am? I mean, of course, I am. It's just that Six usually...

Black Knight:
You don't need help, Rex. Handle it as you see fit. Black out.

Rex:
What is this strange feeling that's come over me? Could it be [Rex shudders] responsiblity?

Esteban:
But you said it would just be a show of force. We run them out of town. No one gets hurt.

Hunter Cain:
[Cain c*cks his gun] I don't negotiate with Evos or their families. If you don't like what you're about to see, you can go down the hill.

Caesar:
Open your eyes to all the good we're accomplishing. Isn't this better than smacking them down with your giant fists?

Rex:
That's combat! I protect people and property!... Okay, property not so much... But *this* - if you can't see the difference maybe I didn't know you at all.

Rex:
[Rex is deflecting all their bullets] I can keep doing this til you run out of ammo.

Hunter Cain:
Fire on target! [a missile is launched. Rex gets blasted back]

Rex:
Note to self - don't give him any ideas.

Rex:
[after Caesar uses his machine on Rex] You just drew a line in the sand, Bro!

Rex:
You have to let them out!

Abuela:
I made a promise to keep them safe.

Rex:
Where they can't defend themselves? That's exactly what *won't* happen!

Black Knight:
[after Black Knight reactivates Mel's control] A demonstration. You know what would happen without our... influence.

Rex:
So you're hijacking its brain like you tried to do with mine.

Black Knight:
That won't be necessary if you'll willingly cooperate.

Rex:
Translation: if I do everything you say.

Black Knight:
You've seen how we can work together. Providence still needs you. There will always be a few Evos we can't control.

Rex:
Yeah, I'm one of them!

Hunter Cain:
Grandma - step aside.

Abuela:
I stand with my family.

Hunter Cain:
Have it your way. I'll take all of you down.

Abuela:
You obviously haven't met my family. [the werewolves emerge]

Rex:
I'm getting beat up by the chess club!

Caesar:
[Rex is down. Caesar stands between Rex and Cain] You mess with my brother - you mess with me!

Hunter Cain:
Who are you? You an evo?

Caesar:
No. I'm a scientist.

Agent Six:
One thing is for sure: the new Providence is about more than just getting Evos off the street.

Rex:
I saw it. Whatever they're doing is *seriously* messed up.

Agent Six:
That's why we've set up our own operation.

Rex:
[Long pause as Rex sees the new HQ] Whoa! Where did you get all this?

Agent Six:
We have our resources.

Rex:
So - we're like super secret spies now? Cool!

Rex:
I thought you said you had to zap *their* nanites

Caesar:
In a manner of speaking: first I zap you, the you have your nanites do the rest. [Caesar zaps Rex] Too strong. I'l make an adjustment.

Rex:
Adjustment? How about you wait for me to say "Okay," next time?

Rex:
It's too bad about White though, I never thought I'd say it, but I'm going to miss that pasty guy.

White Knight:
[White enters] How touching, Rex. I, on the other hand, have rather enjoyed the last six Rex-free months. Now... if we're done with the love in - we have work to do.

Agent Six:
Except we're transporting unstable nanites. Which have to be kept at or below sea level. Even one wrong bump and the whole thing could go off.

Rex:
And if it blows. You're in a battle transport, meanwhile we're stuck in this delivery truck carrying whatever. What are we carrying anyway?

Bobo Haha:
Toilet paper.

Agent Six:
Everyone has a part to play.

Rex:
Seriously. Toilet paper?

Noah:
Bobo slow down! We can't see anything.

Bobo Haha:
I got one good eye that's closed half the time, and *now* you're worried?

Gatlocke:
What do you think of the spyglass? Am I taking this pirate thing too far? I haven't become cliche have I?

Gang Punk:
Not yet, Gatlocke. It fits you.

Gatlocke:
Oh good. Because if you'd said yes. I would have thrown you off the cliff.

[Gatlocke laughs]

Gatlocke:
No, seriously. I would have.

Rex:
You know what this means don't you?

Noah:
We're lost.

Rex:
No. It means no one is around to tell me I can't drive. Hand over the wheel Bobo.

Bobo Haha:
You can't drive.

Rex:
We don't need help. We're not lost. Men don't get lost. We go exploring.

Noah:
I think I know where we are.

Rex:
Don't sweat it. Who's going to miss a truck full of toilet paper?

Bobo Haha:
Hey! I've been there. Ain't pretty.

Gatlocke:
[Pulls out a knife] Don't play dumb with me.

Rex:
Dumb? Oh see, dumb is pulling a blad on me!

[Rex pulls out his smack hands]

Gatlocke:
Oh, I like this kid.

Rex:
We were carrying unstable nanites the whole time?

Bobo Haha:
We should be fine as long as none of the warning lights are on.

Noah:
You mean all the red blinking ones?

Bobo Haha:
...Oh boy!

Rex:
[Holding up a can] Back off! Or I'll send us all to kingdom come!

Gatlocke:
You wouldn't dare.

Rex:
Or would I? You say we're a lot alike.

Gatlocke:
You would.

Bobo Haha:
[Taking the communicator from Noah] Gimme that! Breaker 1-9, good neighbor. This is Bobo Haha dropping the hammer in a superskate. We got bumper sticker on our donkey. Repeat - bumper sticker on our donkey! Come on back.

Noah:
Oh, like that helps. Is that even English?

Rex:
Can you just shut up for longer than a second?

Gatlocke:
...How long was that?

Rex:
There's a big difference between you and me.

Gatlocke:
And that is?

Rex:
You can't fly.

[the truck goes over a cliff]

Noah:
And shouldn't you be in a hurry?

Rex:
Relax. It's only a level 2. [the Evo appears] Oh wait. That's right. The lower the number, the worse the threat. You know, they really should change that.

Beasly:
[to Rex] Spend some time in our Basic Training, you'll see.

Providence Cadet Kenwyn Jones:
[laughs] He wouldn't last a week in Basic.

Beasly:
Actually, I don't think he'd last a day.

Lecturer:
Another excellent combat example...

Rex:
Hey! They're studying me.

Lecturer:
Of how a Providence Fire team can overcome the tactical defencies of this particular agent.

DI Hutton:
Where did you maggots learn to brush your teeth?

[Rex and Noah are surprised and spit]

DI Hutton:
Did you just mess up my floor? Pick that up and put it back in your mouths!

DI Hutton:
If you think you can handle what's coming, that means you have no idea what's coming. This is Pain Week. 5 solid days and nights of training with *no* breaks to eat or sleep. The goal: to see who has what it takes to be Providence and make the rest of you maggots quit.

Noah:
Rex!

DI Hutton:
He can handle himself. I need all of you. We've still got a cadet down there.

Beasly:
But we're unarmed.

DI Hutton:
What you are is Providence! And we never leave a man behind.

Providence Cadet Kenwyn Jones:
[Drill Instructor is injured] He needs help.

Noah:
So does Rex. Look! He's too busy getting hit to hit them back.

Providence Cadet Kenwyn Jones:
He's right. We gotta draw their fire so Rex can go on offense.

Beasly:
But we don't have any weapons.

Providence Cadet Kenwyn Jones:
That's why we have to distract them, so Rex can use his.

Beasly:
That's insane!

Providence Cadet Kenwyn Jones:
Maybe, but it's what Providence Grunts are trained to do. We do our job, so he can do his.

Providence Cadet Kenwyn Jones:
My fault. I - I messed with the collar. I...

Rex:
Forget about it. Sometimes when you want to be number one bad enough, it can make your brain stop working.

DI Hutton:
And here I was thinking I had misjudged you.

Rex:
Really? Think I could hack it here?

DI Hutton:
Not a chance.

[to Noah]

DI Hutton:
*You*, maybe. Now both of you, hit the steps... And keep up the good work.

Rex:
You know, this has actually made me appreciate all the stuff the grunts do.

Noah:
Yeah?

Rex:
And it also made me appreciate how I will *never* do anything like this again.

Noah:
I don't know. I think maybe someday... I might.

Rex:
It started when the nanites went ka-pow upon the scene. Transforming all life on Earth like nothing you've ever seen. But there's one lucky hombre who can make them build machines. He's Gen Rex.

Agent Six:
It's... catchy. It's good to see you happy, Rex. Just remember, in this world, right now -all those things can be taken away in an instant.

Rex:
Have anything to say to yourself before I commence the *face* stomping?

Humungosaur:
Yeah, you just made a *humongous* mistake!

Black Knight:
Bring Salazar to me - now!

White Knight:
[Appearing on the monitors] Hands full? My team is her to help. You'd be well advised to let them.

Black Knight:
You'd be well advised to get off my screens, White Knight. I'll see you tried for treason.

White Knight:
While you're filing the paperwork, we'll be saying New York. Now join us or stay out of our way!

Caesar:
The fragment came from the machine.

Dr. Holiday:
Can you tell us anything about it?

Caesar:
Yes, but not right now. [Caesar takes the fragment and flies off in his ship]

Dr. Holiday:
For the record, most scientists aren't like that.

Lodestar, Rex:
[as their fighting, both notice a sign about to fall on some people] Time out! Innocents!

Diane Farrah:
[to Rath] Thank you... You - who are you?

Rath:
Seriously? I'm the cat who's all that. The Rath attack. And about a hundred other things.

Rex:
[Rex stomps on Rath] Time in!

Ben Tennyson:
I'm Ben Tennyson... Ben 10?... Like the biggest hero in the world. [Six appears fighting Alpha]

Rex:
Six!

Agent Six:
Everybody down!

Rex:
SIX! [Alpha explodes. Rex rushes to Six] Six, hold on. [to his communicator] Holiday, Six is down! Six is down! [to Ben] This is all *your* fault!

Ben Tennyson:
We're probably looking at a parallel world thing.

Dr. Holiday:
Parallel worlds are a theory, and a shakey one at best.

Ben Tennyson:
Are you serious? I go to them all the time. Maybe if you knew where that mecha-alien was from it might prove...

Rex:
Quit talking!

Ben Tennyson:
Exactly, nothing's going to get answered sitting around here.

Rex:
In case you hadn't noticed, we're holding you under house arrest.

Ben Tennyson:
You weren't holding me. I was staying to see how I could help. [Ben activates the Ultimatrix]

Ben Tennyson:
Mr. Smoothie isn't here. That's messed up.

Rex:
My partner's in a coma. If you're stressing over a frozen drink, you are *totally* getting punk busted!

Ben Tennyson:
We're in Bellwood - my hometown, or it should be. But it's all different. Part of me hoped it wouldn't be. This pretty much proves it.

Rex:
*This* doesn't prove anything.

Ben Tennyson:
You know that friend you care about? Well, I have a cousin, a grandfather and a best friend that I care about. They don't exist here. I may never see them again. I'm totally alone. So go ahead. Do your worst.

Rex:
...Maybe we can - help each other.

Rex:
[Caesar's ship lands near them] My brother.

Ben Tennyson:
Is he like you?

Rex:
Uh, no. Caesar's a little crazy, and he's working for the wrong side. But otherwise - not so bad.

Ben Tennyson:
[Caesar emerges carrying a weapon] What constitues "not so bad" on opposite world?

Alpha:
Why would you speak of me so, father? I am your Alpha. I came home. You are pleased?

Caesar:
No. Not especially.

Ben Tennyson:
Does a long explanation mean something bad on your Earth too?

Rex:
Yep.

Dr. Holiday:
But the Knights have figured out how to close the rift. You need to get Mr. Ten back to New York if he ever wants to see his home again.

Rex:
Figures. Just when I almost considered liking you.

Ben Tennyson:
Hold on a second. You think I'm leaving you like this? This may not be my Earth, but it's still Earth - sort of.

Rex:
Thanks, but this is my problem.

Alpha:
The nanites in those creatures are different -powerful. Your nanites are weak. I have no use for you. Where is the boy?

Dr. Holiday:
*His* nanites are off limits!

Dr. Holiday:
REX! [Holiday fires her weapon freeing Rex]

Rex:
Ye-aah. THAT WAS MY LEG!

Dr. Holiday:
[to Alpha] Your move. [Alpha leaves]

Ben Tennyson:
Your brother wants to blow you up, and she's your friend? You might be safer on my Earth.

Dr. Holiday:
Rex can lose his builds relatively pain-free.

Ben Tennyson:
[Not realizing they've switch jackets] Why does my jacket smell like bananas?

Rex:
Ugh. This feels tight.

Bobo Haha:
You guys are our best hope? We're doomed.

Alpha:
The power to change life itself. What foolishness to give my brothers such a command.

Rex:
Preaching to the choir.

White Knight:
That thing was made to control machines, and until it burns through them, it's got every active nanite in the Bug Jar at its command. You think you can stop that?

Rex, Ben Tennyson:
We can try!

Rex:
[Alpha's got Rex] Do something - anything! [Ben throws a rock at Alpha] Do something better!

Ben Tennyson:
I can try calling it names.

Rex:
Your faceplate's fractured, Knight. Get out of here before it cracks through.

White Knight:
Not a chance. Six would have your back. I'm here in his place.

Rex:
My most powerful builds came from the Omega Nanite. A lot of people are going to get hurt, and I can't stop it. What happens when the best you can do just... isn't enough.

Ben Tennyson:
You get an Upgrade.

Rex:
Weren't you listening? Alpha has the Omega!

Ben Tennyson:
I'm not talking about a nanite.

Rex:
What's the plan?

Upgrade:
You build stuff. I make it better. Fight, fight, fight, we win.

Rex:
Works for me.

Rex:
I've got an idea, but you have to trust me. When I fire you gotta make your roly poly thing.

Ben Tennyson:
You're not thinking of...

Rex:
Yup.

Ben Tennyson:
Isn't that dangerous?

Rex:
Probably.

Ben Tennyson:
On three?

Rex:
I've officially decided I like you, monster guy.

Ben Tennyson:
Same here, Robot Boy.

Rex:
How are you going to carry it? That thing must weigh 10 tons.

Ben Tennyson:
I'm not going to carry. [Ben activates the Ultimatrix. Upchuck swallows the sphere]

Upchuck:
Let's do this again someday. [Upchuck enters the portal]

Ben Tennyson:
Wow. That was just... wow!

Agent Six:
I hear you had a little help.

Rex:
Yeah, when his monster watch wasn't conked out. Ben was a cool kid. I wonder if I'll ever see him again.

Dr. Holiday:
With infinite dimensions, the math doesn't work in your favor, Rex.

Bobo Haha:
Math - the enemy of all things good.

Agent Six:
Although, the cosmos works in mysterious ways. I think certain people are meant to meet - to fight side-by-side - to be friends. You may see one another sooner than you think.

Agent Six:
These briefings are going to be normal operating procedures. Get used to it, kid.

Rex:
I can promise you, for a kid this is *not* normal.

Rex:
Ah, this is perfect, we hang out, law low. Finally get some normal for a change.

Bobo Haha:
Sand plus fur equals itch.

Rex:
Talking chimps, not normal. [Bobo makes monkey sounds] Mas chido.

Noah:
[Watching two femailes pass in front of them] I don't know how you'd ever forget a thing like this.

Rex:
Eh? They're nothing compared to Dr. Holiday.

Noah:
Isn't she old, 28 or something? You just need to get over her and meet some girls your own age.

Bobo Haha:
[Bobo burps] And low IQ.

Rex:
[after Rex accidentally tackles Circe] Are you okay?... Did you see that awesome save?

Circe:
Sorry, I was busy trying not to get tackled by some nitwit.

Rex:
Yeah? How'd that work out for you? And who still uses the word "nitwit?" I'm Rex.

Circe:
I'm leaving.

Rex:
I thought maybe we could hang out? It *is* springbreak, you know? Fun?

Circe:
I'm with my family. We're not really here for fun.

Rex:
What? Who comes to the beach and doesn't have fun? [Circe raises her hand] Don't you think that's a little messed up?

Circe:
A little.

Circe:
You're an Evo?

Rex:
You catch on fast.

Circe:
Takes one to know one.

Rex:
[Realizes Circe's an Evo] No way!

Circe:
[after Rex revives] Did I hurt you?

Rex:
Yeah. It was awesome!

Noah:
Oh, and ask for the second date, *before* you screw up this one.

Rex:
It's not a date.

Agent Six:
Everyone at Providence is so caught up about controlling your nanites that they forget you can't even control your hormones.

Rex:
This isn't going to be a "birds bees and machines" talk, is it?

Bobo Haha:
[as Six is fighting Biowulf] Don't worry, green bean, we got your back.

Noah:
We do?

Bobo Haha:
Nah. My money's on the one with the claws.

Agent Six:
I could... probably buy you a few more days here.

Rex:
Thanks Six, but... let's just go home.

Agent Six:
Hey, you wanted normal? I've got news for you. What you're feeling right now, about her, doesn't get any more normal than that.

Captain Callen:
Stop right there, or we'll shoot... Don't make me do it.

Rex:
Okay, I know what you're thinking, but it's *totally* not what it looks like

Captain Callen:
Callen to Command, tell Black Knight we have apprehended the intruders. Repeat we got 'em.

Rex:
A dream. Oh thank you! For a second I swore I heard *his* voice. It was almost as if he was in the room.

White Knight:
I was wondering if I was going to have to send the monkey in with a bucket of water. But I thought, why should he have all the fun? Five minutes - Situation Room. Consider this your wake up call.

Agent Six:
Breaking in to Providence? That's a big move, even for you. Black Knight is sure to have enhanced the security systems. We may be able to breach the perimeter defenses, but once inside, we'd be blind targets.

White Knight:
You'd be right, if we were playing on her board. [White Knight hands Six some papers]

Agent Six:
Forgive me for doubting you.

White Knight:
From here, we face some unknowns. Stick to the plan... or we could die! [White Knight leaves. Holiday and Six stare at Rex]

Rex:
What? Me? What about you? Part of the plan was to do this quietly.

White Knight:
This is the Hive. The central nervous system of the entire complex. An electric field protect the inner chambers. We'll need to circumvent it.

Dr. Holiday:
I've got an idea. [to Six] But you'll have to go in partially naked.

Rex:
He says - you might want to sit down for this part - that Black Knight is restarting the Nanite Program. Don't you think that's messed up?

Caesar:
On the contrary, I'm in charge of it.

White Knight:
[as they're fighting] That's not a Providence toy.

Black Knight:
A woman is entitled to her secrets. Especially when those secrets keep me alive.

Black Knight:
Don't fool yourself, White. You were a bandage at best. The Consortium knew you weren't the leader of the future. Stand down, old man!

White Knight:
I've got a few secrets of my own, kid. After all this was *my* office. Corsortium or not, it will be again!

Caesar:
I'm not helping the Black Knight do anything. I'm trying to fix things. The day everything changed. We never imagined what would happen when we released the nanites.

Rex:
Released them? *You* caused the Nanite Event?

Caesar:
It was the only way we were going to save the world.

Rex:
You unleashed the worst man made disaster the world has ever seen! You've ruined countless lives! How can you say you saved anything?

Caesar:
You weren't there! Not in anyway that mattered!

Black Knight:
It doesn't have to be like this, White. The Consortium may have lost faith in you, but you know my methods are right. Come back. Under my protection, who knows, there may even be a promotion in it for you.

White Knight:
You would turn on your own masters?

Black Knight:
For that kind of power, wouldn't you?

White Knight:
[Playing back a recording] You would turn on your own masters?

Black Knight:
[On the recording] For that kind of power, wouldn't you?

White Knight:
I am going to stop the Consortium. If you, or Providence gets in my way, this tape goes public!

White Knight:
This is a Meta-nanite. One of several. Inside it - hardwired into its design is a segment of the original Dominion Code.

Dr. Holiday:
Dominion Code? I thought that was a myth.

White Knight:
I can assure you, Doctor, it is very real.

Rex:
Uh, what?

White Knight:
In layman's terms, it's the God code. Each of these Meta-nanites has a cypher written inside that gives them jurisdiction over different building blocks of the universe: matter, anti-matter, gravity, magnetism. With the complete code, you can control them, and through them you can control everything.

Rex:
The Consortium want to be gods?

White Knight:
If it weren't for the first Nanite Event, scattering the Metas across the world, they might've already succeeded.

White Knight:
The game has changed people. Black Knight has been searching the globe for the other Meta-Nanites. She needs them all to complete the Master Program. As long as we're keeping her secrets, she'll hold off. But sooner or later, she'll be coming for this - with the full power of Providence and the Consortium at her back. So if you want to move on, forget what I've told you. Now's the time.

Rex:
You're not getting rid of us that easy, old man. My parent died for this. Black Knight wants war. War she gets!

Dr. Holiday:
[about Breach] She still has her powers, but with her hands restrained, she won't be able to cut open a portal big enough to step through. Just... don't... touch... her.

Breach:
Van Kleiss isn't always in charge of me. Sometimes I do what I want... like now.

Agent Six:
[as Bobo enters a cave] I wouldn't advise going in there.

Bobo Haha:
Does the word melanoma mean anything to you? You want to wait in the sun? Go right ahead. [Bobo enters the cave, then comes running out] On the other hand, who doesn't love fresh air? [an Evo scorpion exits the cave]

Breach:
It's a school. But it's *not* a school. But it *is* a school.

Dr. Holiday:
What's that supposed to mean?

Breach:
That Rex is too cool for school, and he's no tool. You're the fool.

Rex:
[a person disappears after being cured] Okay, what just happened?

Little Girl:
That one was broken. And she *always* gets rid of the broken ones.

Dr. Holiday:
[to Breach] This may hurt a little. [a probe is fired at Breach, then it disappears. To the Ops personnel] Reflex - she instinctively opened a portal to protect herself. Remember that "No touching" rule? Would have made a big mess, had I been wrong. That was probe we shot into you, Breach. You sent it to Helsinki.

Dr. Holiday:
Rex, you figured it out!

Rex:
Yeah, I know, I'm a genius. Wait. What did I figure out?

Dr. Holiday:
What Greenville is. It's Breach's personal dollhouse. You're her newest doll.

Rex:
Okay, can we at least say "action figure?"

Bobo Haha:
[Firing at a evo scorpion] Well, I'll put him right back to sleep.

Agent Six:
No! Don't! There might be a [Bobo's blast hits a hill, more evo scorpions come out] nest... Nice work.

Bobo Haha:
Would you believe it's all part of Bobo's master plan?

Dr. Holiday:
[to Breach] If getting Rex back means I have to tear you apart molecule-by-molecule, fine! Prep the next sequence of probes, 12 per minute.

Rex:
I'd really like to get out of here, Doc.

Dr. Holiday:
I'm not going to let anything happen to you, Rex. I promise.

Rex:
Maybe when she sucked up Greenville, she never spit it out.

Dr. Holiday:
Separate dimension only *she* can access. YOU have him, don't you?

Breach:
Mmm, he's my new favorite. Shiny shiny.

Dr. Holiday:
Did you hear that, Rex?

Rex:
Sweet. I always wanted to be some psycho girl's favorite toy.

Little Girl:
*I'm* her favorite! You take that back!

Dr. Holiday:
Rex, what's going on?

Rex:
I think I'm being promoted to BFF. And let's just say this little girl isn't made of sugar or spice. I'm going to cure her.

Agent Six:
Our transport should be here any second. Just don't let these things surround you. [Six realizes he's surrounded, and spots Bobo also surrounded]

Bobo Haha:
Did you say "let them surround you" or "*don't* let them surround you?"

Dr. Holiday:
I know you can't have it all, Breach. Rex doesn't belong to you! If you want this to stop, it's easy. Let him go!

Breach:
NO!He's *mine* now. My new favorite.

Rex:
[as Holiday hugs him] Huh? I should get kidnapped more often.

Bobo Haha:
So, how'd it feel in there?

Rex:
I don't know. Empty, I guess. I've never felt so completely alone. She had a lot of things, but things can't make up for people.

Bobo Haha:
You're not feeling sorry for her?

Rex:
No way! It just makes me glad to have what I have.

Breach:
Almost like you saw me coming.

Rex:
Guess my nanites are onto the whole riping-the-very-fabric-of-space thing. Plus, you just plain creep me out.

Rand:
Might as well give up? I won't quit. I'm a relentless never-say-die non-stop - uh. Hey! Wait a minute. Who are you?

Rex:
Think you could've asked me that *before* trying to run me down?

Rand:
Ooo. My fault. Thought you were one of us.

Rex:
Laugh if you want, but do *not* mess with Six's Kung Pao Pork.

Dr. Holiday:
Prototypes. I prefer tried-and-tested. I don't even know what we're going to do with half of this stuff.

Agent Six:
Rex, you dropped off the grid. What's your L&L?

Rex:
Intersection of Hong and Kong.

Agent Six:
You do realize there are closer places for take out.

Rex:
They had weapons.

Bobo Haha:
Last time I checked so did you.

Rex:
Yeah, but not while I'm on my mike. I'm strictly one-at-a-time.

Rex:
[Breaking down the door/bursting in] Breach is not here.

Skwydd:
No, but our breakfast has been soundly defeated.

Rex:
I'm going to out and look for those racers.

Bobo Haha:
Sounds dangerous.

Rex:
Sure Bobo. You can come too.

Quarry:
So why would Van Kleiss be interested in a small time player like me?

Breach:
You have... unique abilities or something. Hooray for you.

Rand:
A talking monkey! Outrageous! I gotta have one. Is he for sale?

Bobo Haha:
Brother, you can't afford me.

Agent Six:
Rex, update.

Rex:
Another Breach head fake. You gotta get me out of here. I'm in the middle of what you'd call an akward teen situation.

Agent Six:
I'll send a jump jet. In the meantime, there's a general alert at the local Providence Holding Cell.

Rand:
We're not killer. We're racers.

Moss:
It is what it is. Our races aren't for the weak. Name's Moss. You've met Rand.

Rex:
He tried to blow me up!

Rand:
I missed. You're welcome.

[Raises his hand expectantly]

Rand:
Come on. Don't leave me hanging.

Circe:
You saw Breach and came back here? What if she followed you?

Rex:
Don't worry. If Breach were here, I'd feel it... She's here.

Providence Agent:
[In a Providence transport] Rex? What are you doing here?

Rex:
Research.

Providence Agent:
You don't want to get caught up in this. Back off now!

Rex:
[Rex uses his powers to stop the transport] Sorry guys. Have Black Knight send me the bill.

Quarry:
Let me just say I abhor unnecessary violence. But *this* is necessary. [Quarry uses his new weapon]

Valve:
That sounds like a challenge.

Rex:
Maybe it is... I'll race you for them. If I win, you hand over your entire stock pile.

Valve:
Shhh... Your answer... is on the wind.

Rex:
You're not right in the head, are you?

Valve:
When the wind commands, the impossible game must be gamed. The challenge is accepted. We will race for the superchargers. And when the Biker wins, it won't matter.

Rex:
Why's that?

Valve:
Because you'll be dead... Let the race begin.

Skwydd:
We got your back Rex.

Rex:
Never mind me. Help them. [Rex's gang notices some people in the construction building next door]

Rex:
I can take him. Just give me something to hit him with... You guys are walking arsenals. You don't have anything?

Moss:
Didn't think we'd need 'em today.

Rex:
[after creating a new build] Hey that works pretty good. Super energized atoms. [Quarry's attack is repelled] Nope! [Quarry's attack is repelled again] Nice try. [Quarry's attacks keep failing] DE-NIED!... Rejected!... Blocked!

Rex:
Can I borrow a sword?

Agent Six:
Use your own.

Rex:
On wheels? It's not gonna happen.

Agent Six:
What's stopping you?

Rex:
Well for one thing, I - umm... Not sure exactly.

Agent Six:
What have I been teaching you? Focus on what you want and make it happen. No more excuses!

Rex:
Just one tap and you're dust.

Quarry:
Go on do it. You never learned. In this business you gotta be ruthless.

Rex:
Hold that thought. You can come out now. I got that creeped out feeling.

Breach:
[Breach appears] Peek-a-boo.

Rex:
So is the wind talking to you now?

Valve:
The wind commands the Biker to destroy you. The Biker is happy to oblige.

Quarry:
Oh ho ho. You make me proud, Rex. You picked up some business sense after all. So I guess it's back to my cushy Providence cell.

Rex:
Oh, I'm not trading this [Rex holds up a recorder] I'm trading you.

Quarry:
[Quarry chuckles] Your sense of humor's coming along too.

Rex:
Think Breach. You can still save face with Van Kleiss. Quarry can take the heat for this whole mess.

Rex:
[Valve pulls his sword on Rex] Nice toy. [Rex pulls out his sword] But I like mine better.

Moss:
You can't stop us from riding.

Rex:
What's stopping you? You can still ride. You just won't be poisoned by nanites. Come on. Race you back to the garage.

[Rex rides off]

Moss:
[Chasing after Rex] You heard the man. Hit it!

Agent Six:
You do realize that we just turned a group of reckless teenaged boys loose on the city.

Bobo Haha:
All in a day's work.

White Knight:
Our most recent Evo event is not an isolated incident. Similar outbreaks have been reported over the last 24 hours - all linked to these mysterious - "gifts." Sent to each of the victims.

Rex:
Talk about your sucky presents - like socks for Christmas.

Biowulf:
You should have stayed in Abyssus, master. Even with this suit and soil from home, your powers are weak.

Van Kleiss:
This is no ordinary errand, Biowulf. An old friend has just announced his return. Dr. Rylander's calling card to the Consortium offers an interesting prospect. A limitless supply of active nanites - all that power - any time - anywhere.

Rex:
You're a monkey. It's the jungle.

Bobo Haha:
Let me tell you something, chief. The jungle's a cruel mistress. One day you're at the top of the banana pile. Next day you're a pile of peels rotting in the sun. She'll chew you up and spit you out. Never forget!

Dr. Holiday:
His motives don't make his research any less valuable. If I can get my hands on that nanite agent, I might be able to reverse engineer a permanent cure. Think about what that could mean to the world - for the Evos Rex can't cure -like my sister.

Agent Six:
It's just that... sometimes knowing the truth can be worse than not knowing at all.

Rex:
[Preparing to cut through some vines] I've got this. You protect Holiday.

Dr. Holiday:
[Holiday cuts through the vines] Worry about yourself!

Dr. Holiday:
You okay?

Rex:
[Rex grunts] Hey, you know me. A day without getting blown up is like a day without sunshine.

Dr. Gabriel Rylander:
[From behind Rex with a gun] Don't move or I'll drop you... Rex? Is - is that you? [Hugs Rex]

Rex:
You... know my name?

Dr. Gabriel Rylander:
Of course I do. I *gave* it to you!

Rex:
Dad?

Dr. Gabriel Rylander:
You've lost your memory, haven't you? Not surprising considering what you've been through. Oh yes, well, sorry to disappoint you, Rex. Uh, I'm afraid I'm not who you want me to be.

Rex:
Oh, okay. So if you're not my dad, do you know where he is? Ah well, Rex Rylander's a goofy name anyway.

Dr. Gabriel Rylander:
You're living proof that we were doing the right thing.

Rex:
By turning me into an Evo?

Dr. Gabriel Rylander:
You had an accident. The nanites were your only hope. It was a tremendous gamble. The... unexpected side affect came later. It was a surprise to us all. [Chuckles] The look on your brother's face.

Rex:
Brother?

Dr. Gabriel Rylander:
When the Event occurred, it was your powers that saved you both. Most of the others, they weren't so lucky.

Dr. Holiday:
All of this for nothing. I'm sorry, Rex.

Rex:
It wasn't for nothing, doc. I've got a brother - out there - somewhere. I'm not alone anymore. Finally, I've started to get some real answers. I feel closer to the truth than ever.

Dr. Gabriel Rylander:
Forgive me Rex. I've been so consumed with my own guilt, I didn't consider what you must be going through. The truth is - [Van Kleiss stabs Rylander from behind]

Van Kleiss:
Truth doctor? You wouldn't know the first thing about it, nor loyalty for that matter. How many times must I tell you this, Rex? The answers you so desperately seek lie with me, and as for you, doctor. Consider our past disagreement settled. I look forward to continuing our research - alone. This was avoidable, Rex. The longer you resist me, the more people get hurt.

Rex:
Whoa! You guys don't fight like humans - neither do I!

Five:
[after fighting Rex] Not half bad really.

I-V:
[Scoffs] I've seen better moves on a chess board.

Trey:
Well, I thought he was pretty good, y'all.

Dos:
Si. But is he good enough.

Agent Six:
[Entering] Yes. And that's why we're taking him with us.

Rex:
Six? What you -?

[Dos gases Rex]

Agent Six:
The past is past. We must focus on the task before us.

Rex:
[Waking up] Which is what exactly, Six? Please tell me this is some sort of whacked out top secret Providence mission... So let me get this straight: you've gone AWOL with a bunch of weirdos?

Five:
Hey!

I-V:
Who you calling weird, big hands?

Rex:
Who attacked your partner? And now you're abducting your partner in a stolen jet

Agent Six:
I'd say that sums it up.

Agent Six:
Have you ever wondered why they called me Six?

Rex:
Cause that's the number of seconds you have to answer my question.

Agent Six:
It's because I'm the sixth most dangerous man on the planet. Meet 2 through 5: Trey, Five, Dos and I-V.

Rex:
Okay, for the record, you could have just asked for my help. By the way, there's 5 people more dangerous than you? How is that possible? Who decides the order and where's number one?

Agent Six:
Not far.

Rex:
Is he going to try to kill me too?

Agent Six:
Very probably. One has turned Evo, and you're the only one who can save him.

Agent Six:
My work is important!

Trey:
Mines is too!

Agent Six:
Fighting a planet wide plague ranks just a bit higher than breaking arms and legs for...

I-V:
You tell our secrets, we'll tell yours!

Rex:
[about One] How long has he been fighting it?

Agent Six:
5 years.

Rex:
Most people go out of control in 5 minutes.

Agent Six:
One isn't most people.

Agent Six:
[One escapes from them] Rex is right. We have to go after him! We have to try!

Dos:
*That* is not the only option.

Agent Six:
NO! He can still be saved! He's heading east.

Agent Six:
[as Rex is about to fight One] I don't want him hurt!

Rex:
That's entirely up to him.

Agent Six:
Hurry! They still got him. You can try again.

Rex:
It won't matter, Six. He's uncureable. I'm sorry.

Dos:
Them we'll do what we should have done in the first place. We'll handle this our way.

Dos:
Your plan did not work. This is the *only* option.

Agent Six:
Killing our teacher was *never* an option! Even if Rex can't cure him, we can still help.

I-V:
We've heard about your petting zoo. He's not an animal.

Five:
One would sooner die than live in a cage.

Trey:
And no cage could hold him.

Rex:
Let me try again. Please there's gotta be something I can do.

Dos:
NO! One is gone! That thing is not him anymore - just an ambomination that needs to be destroyed.

Agent Six:
That man gave me a home when I had *nothing*. He trained me. He took care of me. Now I'm going to take care of him!

Trey:
Come on. We're just trying to do the right thing, huh?

Rex:
Like Six told you...

Dos:
Forget Six! Look at him, kid. He's just a monster now. You know we're right.

Rex:
...All I know, is that I trust Six!

Dos:
[as he's about finish off Rex] This time... no mercy!

[Six blocks Two's attack]

Agent Six:
That's your problem, Dos. No mercy.

One:
Six.

Agent Six:
One?

One:
You left this place. Quit life as a mercenary. And so rarely returned to visit.

Agent Six:
I did what I felt was right. I never meant to dishonor...

One:
So rarely that I never had time to tell you: how proud you made me.

Agent Six:
We're going to help you. We're going to take you home.

One:
But Six... I *am* home.

Agent Six:
We're not ranked by who's the best fighter. We're ranked by who's the most dangerous. There was a time when I wanted to be number one. And I was well on my way.

Rex:
So what happened?

Agent Six:
I met you.

Rex:
Did you see that girl? She stole my goggles!

Agent Six:
Priorities Rex.

Rex:
They *are* my priority. I can pound Evos any day. Those goggles are...

Black Knight:
The new Providence protocol is to confine, constrain and control. If curing is an option it will be considered - at my discretion.

Rex:
Control? I can cure it now and end this.

Black Knight:
The offer still stands. If you want to come back to Providence, you can continue your mission.

Rex:
I have my mission.

Black Knight:
Curing every Evo on the planet isn't a mission, Rex. It's an impossibility.

Rex:
Watch me!

Agent Six:
What's gotten into you, Rex?

Rex:
My goggles. I can't see without them.

Agent Six:
Obviously, you *can* see without them.

Rex:
Well, yeah, but I really need them a lot of the time. Don't you remember when I first got them?

Agent Six:
Actually, no.

Rex:
Hey, I thought this thing was just a sprout.

Agent Six:
It's in the nature of plants to grow.

Rex:
Very Zen of you, Six. Well, it's in the nature of me to kick Evo butt.

Black Knight:
[Entering] Alpha team - I want suppressive fire and [Realizing the Evo's not there] Belay that. Sit Ops, I was told there was Class Three Evo situation here. Where is the Evo?

Rex:
[Rex hands her flowers] Sorry, this is all that's left.

Dr. Holiday:
You've gott bigger problems than a girl on a scooter, Rex. First a flower shop then gardening supplies. It's getting hungrier... Gentlemen, I suggest you get to the sewage treatment plant as quickly as possible.

Rex:
Huh? Why?

Agent Six:
Fertilizer, Rex. As in, if those sprouts chow down on that much raw nourishment, we're in some deep - [Plant evo bursts through a nearby wall]

Rex:
Horse maneure.

Agent Six:
Holiday, get to the sewage plant. We'll meet you there after we clean up.

Bobo Haha:
Clean up? I'd rather make a mess!

Dr. Holiday:
[Plant Evo has Holiday trapped inside the Mobile Command Center] Okay, let's see how you like 10,000 volts of [Holiday presses a button, and music starts playing] Bobo's mix tape? Who puts the stereo next to the weapon's system? One more time - big red button... Always go for the big red button... Unless you want to drain your batteries to zero. Bobo your improvements could use some improvements. Rex, if you're not too busy, I'd appreciate a little assistance.

Dr. Holiday:
I don't know what you just did, Rex but thanks. Rex?

Black Knight:
I admit our last encounter didn't end well. But I think we need to work together on this.

Rex:
So now when you need somebody to tak out your trash, you can forget that I quit your crummy organization?

Black Knight:
Yes, Rex, I can. Because I don't let my emotions control my choices. I just want what's best for Providence - and the world.

Rex:
Okay, just wanted to hear you say it.

Rex:
All I want are my goggles. All I've wanted *all day* are my goggles. And this Evo's been blocking me over and over!

Agent Six:
Elegant solution, Rex.

Bobo Haha:
You don't smell elegant. You stink worse than me... I'm jealous.

Rex:
Whoa, man. I'm beat. I don't think I could move an inch if you paid me. [Goggle girl rides past him] Gotta move! See ya!

Agent Six:
I still don't see why those goggles were so important to you.

Rex:
You gave them to me, Six. It was the first present, the first nice thing that I remember getting since you found me. You said they were special. That made me feel special.

Agent Six:
Yes, about the goggles. Apparently, according to Bobo, I may have misled you. There were dozens of them in the Providence Service Bay.

Rex:
I knew the story was fake, but you told me it because you cared about me. *That's* what made them special.

Rex:
Wait. This bridge wasn't down before.

Bobo Haha:
Yeah, about that. Some of the prisoners escaped together - Gatlocke.

Rex:
That's bad!

Bobo Haha:
Hunter Cain!

Rex:
That's even worse!

Bobo Haha:
Valve!

Rex:
THAT'S - Really? Valve?

Bobo Haha:
Yeah. And Noface.

White Knight:
Watch what you say. Watch what you do. The very future of Providence may depend upon it.

Rex:
So what's going on? Van Kleiss attacking the HQ again?

Agent Six:
Worse.

Diane Farrah:
[Long pause. News team enters] I'm Diane Farrah. And for the first time ever, we've got an exclusive all access pass inside the top secret organization known as Providence. To uncover for our viewers all the juiciest behind-the-scenes details of this most secret of institutions. And to find out the real story behind that man of mystery you've all wondered about for so long.

White Knight:
Ladies and gentlemen, the delightful Ms. Farrah and her crew have used the Freedom of Information Act to force [Knight clears his throat] allow them access to a day in the life of Providence. And to ensure you are afforded the very best Providence has to offer, I'm assigning our top man as your personal guide. [Rex moves towards the news team] Six, please show Ms. Farrah whatever she wants to see.

Dr. Holiday:
Good morning. My name is Dr. Rebecca Holiday, And I'm the chief research officer at the Providence labratory facilities - specializing in the study of evology. Providence's number one priority is the security of our planet. And through the studying and understanding the forces that threaten us...

Diane Farrah:
Let's cut to the chase. Shall we, Doctor?

Dr. Holiday:
Oh, um, okay.

Diane Farrah:
How do you balance the threat of Evos, the constant danger... with being a woman?

Dr. Holiday:
Uh. [Holiday laughs nervously] Oh.

Rex:
[after Rex can't cure an Evo] Shut it off.

Diane Farrah:
But this is really good drama, Rex.

Rex:
I asked to be on TV. They didn't. *Please* give these people their privacy.

Bobo Haha:
Well, they're just lucky they haven't had the camera on me yet... Oh man, talk about Ultimate Exposure. When I get through with them...

Dr. Holiday:
[Watching from a monitor] It went right.

[Rex goes to his right. Holiday sighs]

Dr. Holiday:
Camera right.

[Rex goes to the camera's right]

Dr. Holiday:
How can you miss it now? It's six feet in diameter and weighs 500 pounds.

Rex:
Less criticizing, more helping.

White Knight:
Attention all Providence Personnel, we have a Level One Priority [Realizes the reporters are present] drill. Repeat this is our daily drill - in the Central Core- NOW!

White Knight:
We hope that you and the Ultimat Exposure team are enjoying our Evo containment demonstration. It's all part of readiness training at Providence.

Diane Farrah:
Can I quote you on that?

Bobo Haha:
[after Rex has been repeatedly beaten back by the Evo] Looks like you showed him.

Rex:
Are you going to talk or are you going to help?

Bobo Haha:
Talk... Kidding. I'm helping. I'm helping.

Diane Farah:
Don't worry. The camera never lies.

Rex:
Yes!

Bobo Haha:
Good! Then get a load of this.

Diane Farah:
Do you have something to say? [Camera zooms in on Bobo]

Bobo Haha:
Oh... oh. [Bobo mutters then passes out]

Rex:
[after the story airs] So, "Man of Mystery," what's it like being a big star adored by women everywhere?

Agent Six:
No comment.

Dr. Holiday:
You're already over capacity. This is critical! REX!

Agent Six:
Rex. You need to listen to the doctor.

Rex:
Huh?

Agent Six:
This mission is revised. I need you back at Headquarters. Now!

Rex:
Do you really want a super-sized pigeon flying loose over lower Manhattan. You need me and I handle it.

Agent Six:
Not your call.

Bobo Haha:
Do you ever wonder what sick twisted Providence flunky decided to name this base "Paradise?"

Dr. Holiday:
We have a situation, Weaver.

Weaver:
*You* have a situation. I'm up to my neck in maintenance, and inventory. You people just can't *barge* in here unannounced.

Dr. Holiday:
Actually,we *can*! This base exists for the *sole* purpose of offloading Rex's surplus nanites! You know communications black out in storms like this.

Weaver:
Half my equipment isn't even back online. So you have to turn around and come back when...

Bobo Haha:
[Bobo and Six aim their weapons at Weaver] Think again pal!

Rex:
[as he's flying over the Pack in an Arctic storm] Like you're really going to find me when you can't see 2 feet in front of your face... Huh? [Flies into some of Skalamander's shards and crashes] Guess that visibility thing works both ways.

Rex:
Can't you believe you let these scags get the drop on you.

Agent Six:
They tried. It didn't turn out so well. Just haven't found a way to fight xenoflourine gas... yet.

Rex:
[to Weaver] So, thanks to you, all this time I've been supplying nanites to Van Kleiss!

Dr. Holiday:
[as everyone is fighting] STOP! Need I point out that this isn't the best place for a fight. Anything happens to that storage tank and you'll know why Providence made this place so remote. Now let's just talk this out calmly, rationally.

Biowulf:
Whatever happens here, Weaver. It's nothing compared to what Van Kleiss would have done to you.

Rex:
What do you say guy? Common enemy? Little help?

Biowulf:
Good luck. [Biowulf and Skalamander run off]

Rex:
Right. What was I thinking?

Agent Six:
You can't possibly absorb all those nanites! You'd overload in an instant.

Rex:
In case you haven't noticed, I have this problem with authority.

Rex:
[as Rex is absorbing nanites] Six wait! I can hear them!

Dr. Holiday:
[Watching from the ship] What are you waiting for, Six? Take the shot!

Rex:
[Speaking mechanically] Build protocol enabled. Command error detected. Abort. Abort. Stand by engaged. [Rex falls. His voice reverts to normal] Take the shot.

Agent Six:
He told me he could hear them.

Dr. Holiday:
I picked this up during the offload... It's Nanite. I'm sure of it.

Agent Six:
Seems there are more secrets inside that kid than we realized.

Bobo Haha:
If this works, you may be out of a job.

Rex:
You see me complaining? If Providence wants to armits soldiers with reprogrammed nanites that cure evos, that's fine by me. I'll *finally* have my weekends free.

Rex:
Doc, you remember that psycho computer program that was gonna destroy the world. She's back.

Zag RS:
I prefer "artificial intelligence." And I don't want to destroy the world, just all the nanites in it. Admitedly, every creature infested with them will die.

Bobo Haha:
Hey, I resemble that remark!

Rex:
Didn't happen last time. Not gonna happen now, Zag!

Dr. Holiday:
Actually, Rex, if it gets this program in its current state, that's exactly what's going to happen.

Agent Six:
Providence to station: status.

Dr. Holiday:
Bovier decided to leave early. I'm going to jettison the power core. We'll lose - well, pretty much everything.

Rex:
But you'll get the station back on track, right, doc?

Dr. Holiday:
We can always hope, Rex.

Comm Tech:
We could try the space elevator.

Rex:
Perfect! Put me on it and I can fix the station!

White Knight:
It's only for cargo. The G Forces alone would kill a person.

Rex:
Uh, hello? Have we met? Not exactly a normal person here.

White Knight:
We can't afford to lose you too, Rex.

Rex:
No one's losing anyone! Come on, Knight. Have I ever made it *not* work?

Agent Six:
[Rex is on the space elevator] How's it going?

Rex:
[Straining] Oh great! Thanks for asking.

Agent Six:
Good. Because we need to speed you up to meet the rendevous.

Rex:
But - [Elevator accelerates]

Agent Six:
Rex, they made a slight miscalculation in the rate of the station's orbital decay.

Rex:
Uh huh. Define "slight." [Rex spots the station falling towards him]

Dr. Holiday:
[Opening the door] Rex? [Holiday hugs Rex] What do you -? How did you -?

Rex:
Space elevator. Can you believe it?

Pete Volkov:
The impact a few minutes ago.

Rex:
Oh yeah. Let's just say down is no longer an option.

Dr. Holiday:
Look Volkov, Rex may not look like much, but having him here, he may actually save us.

Rex:
Thanks for the vote of confidence.

Dr. Holiday:
[Holiday leads Rex away. Quietly to Rex] If you blow this, we're dead. Got it?

Rex:
[as Rex is space walking] Pretty incredible up here, isn't it guys?

Pete Volkov:
Aside from the imminent doom, yes. Awe inspiring.

Pete Volkov:
Are you sure you know what you're doing?

Rex:
Not a clue.

Pete Volkov:
[to Holiday] Why worry about hitting the atmosphere? These two will get us first.

Rex:
Hey1 Trying to stop a killer robot here. "Thanks" or "Keep it up" would do fine.

Dr. Holiday:
Rex, come on!

Rex:
Can't... do it. I'm spent. Go. Launch while you can.

Dr. Holiday:
Not til you're in here!

Rex:
You've got the nanite. If anyone can figure out how to make them work, it's you. You wouldn't even need me anymore. I'll hold her off. [Rex grunts] LAUNCH!

Dr. Holiday:
[Holiday throws the nanites at Zag Rs. Then Holiday runs up to Rex] Rex, you never gave up on us. We're not giving up on you. NOW GET IN HERE SO WE CAN GO HOME!

White Knight:
Are you questioning orders? There are loose ends that need to be tied up.

Rex:
Only White Knight would fight evil by being tidy.

White Knight:
What was that?

Rex:
Getting back to the grid so I can tidy up.

Rex:
[after being attacked] He got me!... [Rex checks where he was hit] Ah. Grape soda.

Agent Six:
Knight's decided we're long overdue for another Global Field exercise.

Bobo Haha:
I'll be hitting the casinos. It's secret agent time - until I get kicked out for pinching the waitresses - happens everytime.

Rex:
Hey! Where's my assignment.

White Knight:
The field exercises are about coordination with our operatives around the world. Since you like to work solo, you can work alone -cleaning up the warehouse.

Rex:
Noah, it's the worst. I'm stuck here in Providence.

Noah:
I know how you feel. I'm stuck in Calculus. No one's watching the house. Make the best of it.

Rex:
What? Like have a party?

Noah:
Why not?

Rex:
Why not? I'm sort of light in the friends department.

Noah:
Leave it to me. Send a shuttle on autopilot.

McKelly:
It would be grossly irresponsible to play with that switch Dunky. Heh! So pull it *after* the dweeb's gone.

Jungle Cat:
Don't follow. Let me go or I will *kill* you all.

Shades:
Sounds good to me. Let the nasty pussycat go where it wants.

White Knight:
The main power grid's been sabotaged. Care to tell me what's going on?

Rex:
I was throwing a party, okay? That cat thing got loose. But I have it under control. We're hunting it down.

White Knight:
With those misfits? If you pull that off, I'll be impressed.

Rex:
[Junglecat Evo imitates Rex's voice] The walkway over the lab. I found a way for us to get out safely. Come quickly!

Rex:
[Real Rex] What? That's me! I can imitate voices. That's how it tricked us in the jungle.

[Into his communicator]

Rex:
Guys don't listen to me. It's him - imitating me.

Dunky:
Is this the real you or the fake you talking or the fake real you being fake - really?

Rex:
If Van Kleiss did this to him, if he's got a beef with Van Kleiss, then technically he's on our side.

White Knight:
That's a big if. I'm not risking it. Only I can deactivate the lockdown. That thing leaves here over my dead body.

Rex:
Be careful what you wish for. I think that thing's headed your way.

Rex:
It doesn't have to be. Come work for us. What do you say Knight? How'd you like a new double agent?

Jungle Cat:
Why would I help you?

Rex:
Because we can try to cure whatever's doing this to you. And we want to take down Van Kleiss as much as you do.

White Knight:
Rex is... right. And from what I can see, you can handle yourself in a fight.

Rex:
What's it going to be.

White Knight:
[after dropping the partygoers in the sewer] Just giving them the exit they deserve. One of the many joys of cleaning up. [Rex and Noah laugh] Laugh it up men. You two are going to have to fish them out. [Knight drops Rex and Noah into the sewer]

Noah:
Rex, I'm prank master supreme. Save yourself some pain and humilation, and admit defeat.

Rex:
Never! I *will* get you!

Bobo Haha:
You're loss. I've been banned from six Asian countries for some of the pranks I've pulled. It's a delicate art requiring skills, daring and a cold unforgiving heart. You need my help.

Bobo Haha:
And now he's started a prank war that you can't win.

Rex:
Uh, actually. [Flashback to Rex hitting Noah with a waterballoon] Ha ha. Gotcha. [Rex runs away]

Noah:
Very funny. But you have no idea what you've started.

Bobo Haha:
Pranking is an art from. But it is also a sport. Like any other sport lots of people play but only a few truly master it. I have created the greatest pranks in the history of the world: the Carpet Bomb, the Feline Freakout, the White House Outhouse. And *this* will top them all.

Rex:
Uh where did you get all this stuff to build it?

Bobo Haha:
Hey! Trade secret. You don't want to know anyway. It's the sausage making part of pranking.

Rex:
Bobo!

Bobo Haha:
Okay, fine. I took some stuff from the lab. No big deal.

Dr. Holiday:
Among other things: the magnetic containment pod. It's holding some pretty rare radioactive material. If even a small amount is exposed to oxygen, it could ionize the local atmosphere.

Rex:
And... that's bad?

Dr. Holiday:
It is if you're planning on living near it for the next 500 years.

Rex:
It's not working. My nanites can't communicate with it. The radiation must be blocking them. We've destroyed the world... Great prank.

Noah:
[about an picture of Noah] Ha ha. You realize Claire took this, right?

Rex:
I'm going to kill that monkey! I really am. But let's save the world first.

Rex:
That's it! I'm calling Holiday... Holiday, we're in trouble. Bobo stole the containment cylinder as part of a prank, and now we can't shut it down. What can we do?

Dr. Holiday:
Hug your monkey and say "Goodbye." You're too late.

Rex:
"Hug my monkey?"

Dr. Holiday:
Never take anything from my lab again. Nice video by the way. Gotcha.

Rex:
Noah and I took a couple of ladies to a horror movie.

Caesar:
Ah, to engage their paleomammalian brain so the fear response would be to cling to the nearest male. Did it work?

Rex:
Yeah, but they both clung to me.

Caesar:
I believe the word is "SCORE"!

Rex:
Yeah, except Noah pretty much hates me now. *He* was supposed to be the hero.

Rex:
I was thinking less excreting more fog machine and lights.

Caesar:
Oh, this will be *way* better. Trust me.

Rex:
[Nervous chuckle] Cool.

Noah:
[after Claire and Annie enter the hotel] Gee. Look at me. 100% cling free.

Rex:
It's going to work out. Trust me. I know what I'm doing.

Noah:
...I've heard that before.

Rex:
So I don't see any bandages. Things must be good with you.

Annie:
Yep. No more bad luck. I haven't broken a bone this year - at least not one of my own.

Rex:
I spent all afternoon setting this place up to make you look like a hero. Just give it a chance.

Noah:
"Setting up?" Great! Passing potential embarrassment and proceding directly to utter humiliation.

Noah:
Whoa. Check out the claw marks.

Annie:
Looks like the work of a chisel work pick axe. [Everyone stares at Annie] Long story - but he's okay now.

Rex:
Good to know.

Rex:
Something weird is happening here - something dangerous.

Noah:
Facing the unknown is always dangerous, my friend.

Rex:
Noah, this is *real*! This isn't one of my tricks.

Noah:
It isn't?

Claire:
And by "tricks" you mean what exactly?

Rex:
We need to leave before someone is hurt.

Claire:
Because Annie and I are so helpless, right? I seem to remember kicking some Evo tail at Prom.

Annie:
Yeah! Of course, we had a full armed battle tank then.

Rex:
At least we don't have to worry about Wrightson's ghost anymore.

Noah:
Unless he's the Evo.

Rex:
Great! Ghost Evos - because I was getting bored with the normal stuff.

Noah:
I am so sorry for getting you into this. No matter what happens, I will get you out of here - safe and sound.

Claire:
Right. As soon as you find your crowbar.

Noah:
I swear I had it with me this morning. It's gonna be okay.

Rex:
Annie, maybe you're not the one to handle a black cat.

Agent Six:
We're on it! Be prepared for an attack scenario Delta 9.

Rex:
Delta 9? I didn't even know there was a Delta 1.

Agent Six:
Study the manual.

Rex:
There's a manual?

Agent Six:
Rex, we're ordered to stand down! Van Kleiss isn't to be touched.

Rex:
Oh I won't lay a *finger* on him. [Changes his arm into a sword]

Rex:
Introducing Van Kleiss. Just your everyday murdering psycho evo!

Van Kleiss:
Unlike Providence, we're not here to promote violence.

Rex:
[Sarcastically] Oh yeah. Right!

White Knight:
Until he pulls something, you *can't* touch him!

Rex:
So we're just going to sit here and do laundry until he leaves?

White Knight:
Six and Holiday are going to a party at the Abysus consulate. If Van Kleiss wants to flaunt his immunity then we'll take advantage of it. [an envelope appears, and Rex grabs it]

Rex:
This is addressed to *me*!

White Knight:
We need precision, not a blunt instrument. I'll reference this morning as a prime example.

Bobo Haha:
Trapped in your room? [Bobo laughs] You're losing your edge pal.

Agent Six:
And if I find out you had any part in it...

Bobo Haha:
[Bobo clears his throat] So how you wanna do this?

Agent Six:
By the book. 7 Alpha.

Bobo Haha:
Bad monkey protocol it is.

Dr. Holiday:
[as Rex starts his search for Circe] Rex. [Holiday sighs] Be careful.

Rex:
No need to be jealous, doc. I'll be fine.

Rex:
[about an elevator] I'll pry it open! [the door opens before he touches it] Huh?

Bobo Haha:
[Rex notices Bobo by the elevator buttons] Funny how that works.

Circe:
He's trying to negotiate peace from a position of strength.

Rex:
Oh yeah. All this nanite power is just screaming "peace."

Circe:
His methods may be aggressive. But... he's here to save us all, even *you*. Come on, Rex. Jump in with us. Water's fine.

Rex:
I'll think about it, *after* I"ve stopped Van Kleiss.

Circe:
...It's too late for that now, Rex.

Rex:
I'm not letting you hurt *anyone*, Van Kleiss!

Van Kleiss:
I don't intend to - as long as they do everything I ask. To start, I'll require all nations to submit to *my* authority.

Rex:
[to the UN] I'm guessing this blows his diplomatic immunity? [the UN assembly nods in agreement] Cool beard.

Van Kleiss:
Right under your noses. My lifeblood was being spread beneath your feet. Enough to crush a dozen Rexes.

Rex:
You're gonna have to finish this *one* first!

Van Kleiss:
You've made things very difficult for me, Rex. Delaying this will only result in more suffering.

Rex:
Mine or yours?

Van Kleiss:
I have to admit, Rex. You have me a bit stumped on this one. Taking out your frustrations on a wall?

Rex:
It's not the wall. It's what's on the other side.

Van Kleiss:
[Realizes what Rex is doing] NO!

Van Kleiss:
I value you greatly, Rex. But now you're getting in my way. And... I... can't... let... that... happen.

Rex:
I won!

Van Kleiss:
It seems you have... Your parents would have been so proud. I've never had a chance to tell you about them, have I? [an Evo bug appears and carries Van Kleiss away] Perhaps another time.

Rex:
At least now the world knows what a psycho he is. Next time he even *thinks* about coming back, no immunity!

Bobo Haha:
Some knucklehead punched a hole in the East River. Need someone to plug it up.

Rex:
I'll take a shortcut. [Rex dives into the river]

Agent Six:
Were those my pants?

Agent Six:
These agents seem nervous. Haven't they dealt with this sort of situation before?

Rex:
Yeah, that's kind of the problem. [Breach appears]

Providence Agent #1:
Here she comes.

Rex:
[a T-Rex appears] Seriously. Where do you find these things? Okay,let's see what you started off as, big guy. [Rex attempts to cure the T-Rex] Uh Six? This - this isn't an evo. It's an actual T-Rex! Six?

Dr. Holiday:
[about the T-Rex] Is that what I think it is?

Agent Six:
You mean about to be extinct?

Dr. Holiday:
You destroy the scientific find of a life time, it won't be the only thing.

Rex:
It's trying to eat us!

Agent Six:
You heard the lady. Take it down soft.

Rex:
Easy for you to say.

Breach:
But it's not real. It can't hurt you if it isn't real.

Rex:
Breach look at me. It is. I'm real. All of this is real. You don't have to live like this.

Van Kleiss:
[Entering] Why am I not surprised? Rex has come to rescue another one of my lost sheep. Perhaps he'll try to save you next, Biowulf.

Rex:
Depends. Is he house broken yet?

Rex:
Doc, you there?

Dr. Holiday:
Tracking shows you're with Breach. Are you okay?

Rex:
Fine. Creeped out but fine. I can't br4ng Breach back to Providence. White would just lock her up and that won't help.

Dr. Holiday:
Where will you take her?

Rex:
I'll think of something. Just keep White Knight off my case.

White Knight:
He says he's making progress.

Black Knight:
The Committee is losing confidence. They want results not excuses.

White Knight:
Then that's what they'll get.

Breach:
I'm not supposed to like you - but I do.

Rex:
We're teenagers, at least assuming you are. Doing what we're not supposed to is part of the job.

Breach:
Will they hurt me?

Rex:
Providence? No, not if I can help it.

Breach:
They did before. Miss Smarty Pants - she likes to hurt me.

Rex:
I'll give you my word. If you come back to Providence, I promise no one will hurt you.

Breach:
...Then we can be together forever and ever.

Rex:
Uh, something like that... What am I getting myself into?

White Knight:
I wanted to believe you, Rex. But this is too important. She can't be controlled.

Rex:
Control? Her powers are back on... Van Kleiss!

Rex:
You're just using her.

Van Kleiss:
Of course I am. She knows it. Spare me the chivalry, Rex. Providence would do the same.

Rex:
Either way you slice it, she loses.

Breach:
My two favorites. They both lie. Neither is real.

Rex:
Breach, I'm sorry. I meant what I said.

Van Kleiss:
Words mean nothing.

Rex:
Then let this do the talking. [Rex uses his powers on Breach's equipment.Van Kleiss laughs evilly]

Van Kleiss:
You just handed her a loaded gun.

Rex:
And now, it's her choice how to use it.

Rex:
I don't know if any of this wass real. But it was nice - to have a friend for a while [Breach hugs Rex]

Rex:
Tell me what? When did you - you have a beard.

Caesar:
There's no easy way to say this, hermano. Breach didn't just send you to the middle of nowhere. You've been gone for six months.

Rex:
Six months? So this is -?

Caesar:
Technically, the future.

Rex:
White?

Black Knight:
Thank you, Rex. It was a little bright for my taste. White Knight is no longer associated with this organization.

Rex:
He... quit?

Black Knight:
he attempted a hostile take over - and failed. Can I get you anything? Water? A snack?

Rex:
I don't want a snack! Where's Six? Where's Holiday?

Black Knight:
This must be upsetting to you. Change is never easy. But from what I understand, you've handled situations like this before.

Rex:
Who are you?

Black Knight:
Someone very happy to have you back. You'll call me... Black Knight.

Rex:
[Dr. Holiday attaches something to Rex's wrist] Whoa! What are you doing?

Dr. Holiday:
Sit still. There are less pleasant ways to get a reading. [Holiday holds up a probe]

Dr. Holiday:
Rex, in this line of work, we *all* have to do things we don't like.

White Knight:
[to Noah] You can't befriend a weapon. You can only use it. Don't you want to help us win the war?

Rex:
[to Noah] Didn't expect to see you here. You're like the only part of my life these guys don't control.

Noah:
Sweet gym. Way better than our usual court.

Rex:
Even have my own private locker room.

Bobo Haha:
[Sound of a toilet flushing. Bobo exits the locker room] Wouldn't go in there if I was you.

Rex:
Used to.

Noah:
[to Rex] *That's* Dr. Holiday? The same Dr. Holiday that's supposedly in love with you? Oh ho! You are delusional!

Noah:
[to Rex] Look, let's just get out of here alive. Then you can kill me.

Rex:
All right. I saved you. Now I never want to see you again. You hear me? We're through!

Noah:
Rex, I'm sorry. You may not believe it, but it's true. And if surviving this together doesn't prove our friendship, I don't know what will.

Rex:
[about Noah] Hey, well, at least now I know that jerk isn't my friend.

Dr. Holiday:
Don't be so sure. Providence can force people to make some very... painful compromises. But that's *White's* fault not Noah's.

Dr. Holiday:
[as Rex is about to kill an Evo] Rex, stop!

Rex:
Give me one good reason.

Dr. Holiday:
Because Rex... that's my sister.

Rex:
...Can I help?

Dr. Holiday:
Sh-she's an uncurable.

Noah:
[to Six on Rex's cellphone] White promised I'd be safe. This *isn't* safe!

Rex:
Wait. You know White?

White Knight:
Listen to me Rex, if I find out you caused any of this...

Rex:
I know about Noah! And if you ever try anything like that again, I'm coming after *you*, White! You won't be safe in that office of yours.

Rex:
This was not a fun day, but... you know, my problem's with White, not you.

Noah:
That mean you're not going back?

Rex:
I don't know, maybe. Holiday says in this line of work, we have to do things we don't like.

Noah:
[Some Providence choppers approach] Well you - better make up your mind.

Rex:
Don't worry.

[Rex flies off]

Rex:
I'll see you around. Providence can wait.

Rex:
I don't have all the details, but I do know that it's one night only. Out in the middle of the desert and it's the party of the century.

Bobo Haha:
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa! The desert? You know I got issues with sand... and large spiders.

Rex:
Would you rather spend your Friday night here?

Bobo Haha:
Ooo. The kid has a point.

White Knight:
With civilians there, we can't just send in the tanks. I need you to observe the situation and report back so I can decide how to handle this.

Rex:
So you're assigning us... to party?... Just the two of us?

White Knight:
Actually there will be three of you on this one.

Rex:
Oh no. No. No way are you going to make us bring Six to a party!

White Knight:
Six isn't who I had in mind.

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
I'm excited to be working wit you, Rex. [to White Knight] And thank you for your trust in me, sir. I promise to do my part to make the team as focused, efficient and methodical as possible.

Rex:
Is it too late to get Six?

Rex:
By the way you got something on your face there. [Skwydd wipes his face] Looks like kind of a... smile. Don't think I've seen one on you before.

Skwydd:
Whatever. I always said if I gotta be a freak, might as well get paid for it.

Skwydd:
[about Jones] She's a load of laughs.

Rex:
Yeah. First time we met, she pretty much tried to kill me... Hmm, funny. Last time we met you tried to kill me too.

Skwydd:
It's the thought that counts.

Rex:
Look, I just know from experience that you can't report everything to White. Sometimes things aren't as bad as they sound. [There's a scream in the background] Yeah. That sounds bad.

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
It doesn't matter. I'm making the call to White.

Rex:
Wait... What Skwydd did... something's not right.

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
I agree. The Evos here are obviously a threat.

Rex:
No, I mean it doesn't add up. Skwydd was happy... Okay, it's Skwydd, maybe that's an exaggeration.

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
[after Rex's onstage performance] I guess it's safe to say you just blew our cover.

Rex:
Oh, we just showed up with a talking monkey. I'm kind of world famous. And wearing that outfit - you totally blend.

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
Haven't you ever heard of "dressing for success?"

Rex:
It's a good day when I can find my socks.

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
[Rex is buried under some rubble] Providence. We need back up. Do you copy?... Come on Kenwyn, keep it together. [Rex frees himself] Rex!

Rex:
When you call Providence for back up, *I'm* the one they send.

Bobo Haha:
[after a partygoer runs past him] I hear ya. But any party with no line for the bathroom can't be all bad. [Notices a berserk evo. Bobo gets grabbed] Do me a favor, will ya? Hit him!

Rex:
I don't want to hit the guy. It's not his fault.

Rex:
If I hit him, he blows up my machines. If he hits me, he'll make my evo powers go berserk. I can't do anything!

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
But since I don't have those problems, I can!

White Knight:
Rex did what?

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
Like I said in my report: he - did everything by the book.

White Knight:
I'm very - surprised by that.

Rex:
Me too.

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
Well - that's my report sir.

White Knight:
Is it now? Then you are leaving me no choice, Agent Jones, but to make sure you two get teamed up again.

Rex:
I'm actually cool with that.

Providence Agent Kenwyn Jones:
Me too.

Bobo Haha:
Whoa. Whoa. Where does that leave me?

Rex:
If I had to guess, with a lot less to do.

Bobo Haha:
In that case, welcome aboard!

Agent Six:
[after Rex makes a new build] You want to explain this?

Rex:
I don't know. It's like some weird vision of this thing filled my head, the it built itself out of me. Maybe the vision came from Blobbo. Maybe it's trying to talk to me. [Rex runs up to the blob] Come on, big boy. Send me some more pictures. What's on your mind? [pause. The blob hits Rex into a car then enters a building]

Agent Six:
Groceries. That's what's on its mind.

Rex:
[after Rex splits the blob in two] Heh. I wasn't supposed to do that, right?

Agent Six:
Rex, I want you back at HQ.

Rex:
But I feel okay now. And - and we've got um... two blobs to put down.

Agent Six:
Now!

Rex:
[Gasp] Pizza.

Dr. Holiday:
I think he's having another vision.

Bobo Haha:
Of lunch?

Rex:
With pineapple and salmon.

Bobo Haha:
Yeech. He is nuts.

Dr. Holiday:
Aside from a strange taste in pizza toppings. All readings are normal. I can't explain it.

Bobo Haha:
Is that my electric toothbrush?

Rex:
It better *not* be! It's the one I've been using!

Rex:
Figures I'd build a machine with a serious attitude problem.

Caesar:
Rex, is that you?

Rex:
Who's asking?

Caesar:
It's me - Caesar - your brother!

Caesar:
Mi hijo. You're alive... and older. Atomic clock was right. Esta es una problema grande.

Rex:
Uh yeah, it is a big problem.

Caesar:
What is this place? Who are you people?

[to Rex]

Caesar:
I'm getting you out of here!

Bobo Haha:
Sorry amigo. Put your hands up, or don't - I got a clear shot either way.

Rex:
Normally around here when someone barges in talking crazy, the get pounded to the deck plates by my giant fists. But you seem legit. I'm going with him.

Dr. Holiday:
REX!

Rex:
Okay, brother, lead the way.

Caesar:
Your name is Rex Salazar. Our parents are Violeta and Rafael. The last time I saw you was at the Applied Nanite Research Lab at Abysus. Right before those fools triggered the replication cycle.

Rex:
And I have total amnesia so for all I know, that could be completely bogus.

Caesar:
There's a scar on the back of your left knee you got when you were 7 - riding the gantry arm in the Reactor Annex.

Caesar:
[about Rylander] I'm really going to have to let that old fool have it when I see him.

Rex:
Not possible. Courtsey of Van Kleiss.

Caesar:
Van Kleiss? What does that third-rate lab rat have to do with this?

Rex:
Wait a second. Are you saying I'm Swiss?

Caesar:
Not really. Mother was born in Mexico. Father in Bueno Aires.

Rex:
And they're really gone?

Rex:
Um, where exactly did this ship take us?

Caesar:
What do you know? We're back at the original lab site.

Rex:
You mean the one in Abysus?

Caesar:
Is that a problem?

Rex:
I'd say just a small one.

Caesar:
My little brother - the hero. I remember when you just wanted to be a musician.

Rex:
Guitar? No, wait - drums?

Caesar:
Accordian.

White Knight:
If everything I've read about him is true, he could be an incredible asset to Providence.

Agent Six:
Or a major liability.

White Knight:
All the more reason to keep him with us. Give him whatever he needs.

Dr. Holiday:
White's right, Six. He knows more about nanites than anyone on the planet. He helped invent them.

Agent Six:
My point exactly!

Agent Six:
I'm happy for you, Rex. You always said you wanted to find your family.

Rex:
Thanks but you know what?... I already did. Caesar may be my brother, but you, Holiday, Bobo: you're who I have a connection with.

Bobo Haha:
Oh now you see? I'm getting all misty.

Caesar:
[Caesar enters] There you are. Hmm. Nice view. Say mi hijo, you think your cafeteria could with up a pizza with pineapple and salmon? I've been craving one for days.

Bobo Haha:
Connection, huh?

Rex:
Wait. Is that Rombauer and Lansky?

Uniformed Providence Agent:
You've seen their commercial?

Rex:
No. I knew them from - wait. They have a commercial?

Grandma:
[Handing money to Rombauser and Lansky] Here you go.

Rex:
And they get paid?... I am seriously going about this job the wrong way!

Rombauser:
Your Evo problem isn't too small for us. And our prices aren't too big for you. Serving all of Brooklyn.

Lansky:
Except Canarsie. I can't go to Canarsie - long story.

Housewife:
[Duringt the Abatement process] What was that?

Rombauser:
I won't bother you with the technical term. Trust me - what you're hearing is a normal part of the Evo abatement process.

Lansky:
[Lansky screams] HELP!

Rex:
[to Rombauer and Lansky] Look, Providence has done a lot for me. Maybe not money or sandwiches. But I'm important there.

Dr. Holiday:
[Over Rex's earpiece] Rex, when you get back. I need you in the Zoo. The autofeeder flooded it with monkey chow - again.

Rex:
I'm sorry. You were saying?

Rex:
It's got my communicator. We have to stop it!

Rombauser:
Uh uh. *We* have to help our clients. And right now, there's an Evo parret in Park Slope telling some really nasty "Yo Mama" jokes.

Rombauser:
So now you're too good for the work we do? That's fine! Because we were better off without you.

Rex:
WHAT? Your business is *booming*. Thanks to me.

Rombauser:
Exactly. *My* business - I mean *our* business - mine and Lansky's! And then you show up. First you steal our thunder. And now you're telling us what to do. If we wanted to be a couple of nobodys getting bossed around, we'd go *back* to Providence!

Lansky:
Yeah! - Except Providence said they'd never take us back.

Rex:
Rex to Providence. There's a funky foot fungus eating Brooklyn!

Agent Six:
We noticed. That kind of thing tends to get our attention.

Dr. Holiday:
There's a chance it can be taken out from your location.

Rex:
That's supposed to be good news?

Agent Six:
Yes! Here's the bad: there's a layer of oxidized fungus between you and the rest of us. You're going to have to do this alone.

Rex:
I'm not alone.

Rombauser:
Let's get one thing straigh. We're not here to save the day. We're only care about our company. And you're part of our company!

Lansky:
Also when we came back down here, we couldn't get out when we changed our mind.

Rombauser:
Okay, that too. But mostly what I said.

Rombauser:
That's not gonna matter this time because *this* time you're gonna face our... bag of tricks! - - Don't tell me.

Lansky:
I thought you were going to pack it.

Rombauser:
I said "Don't tell me."... INCOMING!

Rex:
[Chuckling] A cutesy little wabbit? I mean, come on, you couldn't handle this yourself? They nibble grass, and wiggle their noses. I'm mean their harmless. No, more than harmless, They're stupid mindless rodents. [the killer evo bunny roars] What'd I say? What'd I say?

Noah:
Oh, I promise you. This is much more serious than some evo thing... it's Prom Night!

Rex:
Whoa. I'm save-the-world-from-evos guy. Not go on pity dates, guy. It's bad enough I've still got death bunny after me.

Noah:
Bunny?

Rex:
Hey, this is serious. It sneakes up on you when you least expect it, okay? I mean look at me.

Noah:
You'd rather hid from a bunny than go out with a girl?

White Knight:
What I don't understand is how you got that evo so mad at you in the first place. You know what? It doesn't matter. Go back out there and wait for it to find you. Cure it, kill it or cook it. Just get rid of the thing!

Rex:
All right fine. I'll go first thing tomorrow morning. Tonight, I've got to go to Prom.

White Knight:
...I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. You have your orders.

Dr. Holiday:
Rex, this night's going to a special night for her. Be nice to the girl. She's lucky you know. Nobody asked me to Prom.

Dr. Holiday:
[Quietly to himself] Hmm. The pretty one *don't* get asked out. So, Holiday, you're not jealous I'm going out with another woman? [Holiday laughs and leaves] Oh yeah, she's jealous.

Noah:
Oh, there's something you should know about Annie.

Rex:
Huh? She kills her dates?... Oh you've got to be kidding me!

Noah:
Every guy who's gone out with her has ended up in the hospital or worse. They call her the "Blonde Widow."

Rex:
Huh? Yeah, well that makes sense. No wonder she was dateless.

Noah:
You are the only guy I know in the whole world with the power to survive her. But if you don't think you can handle this, I'll - understand.

Rex:
[after the restaurant's been destroyed] What - what happened?

Noah:
Annie sneezed. Long story.

Rex:
[about Annie] And I though Van Kleiss was bad news.

Rex:
I promised Noah a great Prom. We are going to the Prom! Step on it, Bobo! Run every light if you have to. Pretend you don't have a driver's license!

Bobo Haha:
What's a driver's license? [Bobo laughs]

Rex:
Thanks for the cover, Bobo.

Bobo Haha:
Wasn't me. I'm driving

Rex:
Then who?

Annie:
[Cutting to Annie] LEAVE MY DATE ALONE!

Noah:
[about a weapon control panel] How do these thing work?

Annie:
I just started pushing buttons.

Rex:
I'm going to die on Prom Night. I'm actually going to - wait a minute! Annie, I changed my mind. Use the missile launcher!

Noah:
But she's cute.

Rex:
Yeah, she's cute. But I barely survived the first date. Second date, I would definitely die. - But she is cute.

Noah:
Atta boy.

White Knight:
Six is still in New Zealand, dealing with a - small problem.

Rex:
Oh sure. Let him deal with the small stuff. While I do all the hard work.

White Knight:
[to Rex] We don't have time to wait for him. You're going solo.

Bobo Haha:
Hey! Where he goes, I go.

White Knight:
Like I said - solo.

Rex:
White Knight said to send his regards.

Oso Martelo:
Maybe he could come visit sometime. Get some sun. See what it's like on the front lines nowadays.

[laughing. Then to Bobo]

Oso Martelo:
This must be the monkey. He does tricks? Hello Senior Bobo.

Bobo Haha:
That's *Agent* Haha to you, buddy.

White Knight:
The situation down there is... complex. I need both of you to handle this mission quietly and with diplomacy.

Rex:
I can be diplomatic. Oh by the way, you might want to think about switching to low fat, White. Starting to look at little jowly.

Bobo Haha:
Better leave the diplomacy to the small one.

Rex:
[after taking a drink] I don't get what makes it so special.

Oso Martelo:
It's made from rice that's passed through the digestive system of a monkey.

Waitress:
[Tossing Rex, Bobo and Martello out the bar] You *are* just like the other Providence agents - bad for business!

Valentia:
For the last time, we don't work for Van Kleiss. The Green Fist fights for Evos who can't fight for themselves. We set them free. Nothing more.

Bobo Haha:
Heh. Just what we need - humans for the ethical treatment of Evos.

Valentia:
[Screams] We were returning them to their natural habitat. What Providence does is wrong! And against the natural order of things.

[to Rex]

Valentia:
You're a traitor to your own kind!

Rex:
That thing you set free, it's natural order is to exterminate mankind. It wanted to kill you. You're men are dying because of it.

Rex:
It's doing to me what it's done ot Valentia's men. If we don't get the anti-toxin soon, they'll die, and eventually, I will too.

Valentia:
Listen, you need me, Providence man. I know that jungle better than anyone. Your big noisy party will alert that Evo. You won't get within a mile of it. My men are dying too. Let me free!

Oso Martelo:
You think I'm just going to let you walk out of here alone?

Rex:
No, I'm going too.

Bobo Haha:
[to the creature] Hey pal! Didn't anybody tell you the trap's over there?

Valentia:
There are things in this jungle stranger than Evos - and older than man.

Rex:
Well, as long as they stay here, we won't have anymore problems.

Van Kleiss:
Soon our greatest enemy will be buried. Providence itself will be destroyed. And we'll have Rex to thank.

Rex:
[Getting in the Pilot's seat] All right! Let's see what this baby can *really* do! [an alarm goes off] Wha? It wasn't me. Seriously!

Noah:
Again with the Smack Hands. You always open with that move. Change it up a little.

Bobo Haha:
[after firing a large weapon] You see what you get? That's what happens when you interrupt my nap. BOBO GETS CRANKY! [Bobo presses his attack]

Rex:
[to Noah] I learned that the hard way too.

Van Kleiss:
You took something very precious from me, Rex. And now I'll be returning the favor.

Rex:
If you want my monkey, you can forget it!

Van Kleiss:
It might come as a surprise to you that when you stole the nanites that gave me my power, you left some of your own behind. Enough to tellme a few things about what makes you tick.

Van Kleiss:
It would seem Rex's nanites have an opposite effect on me. He cures Evos. Now I create them.

Bobo Haha:
All right, where to?

Rex:
South Pacific.

Bobo Haha:
That's my boy! And here I thought you tried to pull some hero stuff. [Slight pause. Bobo realizes where Rex wants to go] Oh brother!

Rex:
Okay. Bobo set this thing to vent and go. If this doesn't work, I don't want you two getting caught in the blast.

Bobo Haha:
Nope.

Noah:
Forget it! Rex, at least think about this for a second. What if it wipes out your memory? What if it turns you into some kind of Evo monster.

Rex:
My friends need me. There's nothing more to think about. Bobo, do it!

Bobo Haha:
Long odds pay big!

Rex:
[to Van Kleiss] Here's a thought. When your top henchmen can't even get rid of someone by throwing him out of a moving plane, time to rethink the help.

Agent Six:
[Rex is using new powers] This is an unexpected surprise.

Rex:
Well, by now you should expect the unexpected from me, Six.

Biowulf:
I use that electromagnet to trap stray nanites. You're lucky it's on the lowest setting. Any higher and it would rip the nanites right out of you.

White Knight:
Then why don't you?

Biowulf:
Because then I wouldn't be able to do THIS!

[Knight kicks Biowulf]

Skalamander:
No one can help you. You're all alone now.

Dr. Holiday:
Not exactly. [Holiday opens a door] I still have my sister. [Holiday's sister attacks Skalamander]

Dr. Holiday:
As far as I can tell, you're back to your old self.

Rex:
I don't know something feels different. That new build - I think I can do a lot more. It's like I can see the blueprints. I just need to figure out how to put it all together.

Dr. Holiday:
White Knight in person. Never thought I'd see the day.

White Knight:
Well don't get used to it. We found all the explosives. The base and the Keep will need extensive repairs. This was not our finest hour.

Rex:
Whot are you talking about? We kicked butt! So what if Van Kleiss is back and more powerful than ever. So am I! If he wants to start a nanite war, let him bring it!

White Knight:
[Knight laughs] It's good to have you back, Rex.

Dr. Holiday:
You know, I think he actually means it.

Rex:
Sure he does. So tell me something guys: what's next?

Rex:
I just don't get girls. How can they get so...

[Rex gets excited]

Rex:
El Amor Passion de la Amor. How come you didn't tell me that E. A. D.L.P.D.A. is made here?

Noah:
Uh, probably because I didn't believe you still watch a soap opera.

Rex:
It's a telenovela. The actresses are smokin' hot. And I don't have cable. And... come dude, don't be a hater.

Noah:
It's the Page Jacket - not me. You put this on, everyone would think you work here. Still I gotta admit, it's pretty cool.

Beatriz:
[about Rex] Is that a page?

Isabella:
He is mine! I saw him first. He is mine!

Beatriz:
Why don't we let him decide?

Rex:
You want me to work... on the show?

Beatriz:
Claro que si. We haven't had a page on set in ages.

Rex:
But I'm not... able to think of one reason to pass this up!

Rex:
I got your yogurt. But I couldn't find the water you wanted, so I got these.

Isabella:
You are *dead* to me!... But I will take this one.

Rex:
Coffee?

Reynaldo:
Gracias.

Rex:
Leeche?

Reynaldo:
HOW DARE YOU? I AM... lactose intolerant.

Rex:
Okay, didn't know that. Sugar?

Reynaldo:
Real men take their coffees strong and hot! Are you suggesting I'm not a real man?

Rex:
[to an Evo Mongoose] Can we please do this a little more quietly? And with a lot less you trying to kill me?

Noah:
Rex? Finally. How's the jacket?

Rex:
Uh, well, the good news is you won't notice the stain anymore. Hey, uh, by the way - your page training -did it include anything about the creepy backstage in Studio B?

Noah:
What? What are you-?

Rex:
No reason. I was just thinking hypothetically, what would happen if I used your jacket to take a quick peek at the telenovela, and end up chasing some kiler Evo mongoose - hypothetically?... Uh, Noah?

Noah:
Sorry, just trying to figure out how to tell my parents I have no future.

Rex:
Sorry, look, you don't have anything to worry about... All I gotta do is catch the Evo before they finish shooting and clear my - your name.

Noah:
You know what? I'm not worried. I'm completely resigned to the fact that I'm losing my job.

Rex:
[giving a tour] There's a building where some TV shows are made. And there's another one. And [looking at the rear view mirror] Oh great. Here's a giant killer Evo.

White Knight:
Dr. Holiday has managed to keep herself awake using electric neural stimulation. Evos seemed to be immune to the plague. Which leaves us with only one agent left to deal with this mess.

Rex:
[Grunts] This is gonna be a... long day.

Dr. Holiday:
I-I don't have a clue about this thing. [Hoiiday gets shocked] And these shocks won't keep me awake forever.

White Knight:
All the reason not to *waste* any more time!

Rex:
She's not wasting time!

Dr. Holiday:
No, he's right. We've got 60 hours at best before people start dying of thirst.

White Knight:
[after Holiday passes out] That's great. She couldn't stay awake an hour or two more?

Rex:
At least she was working on the problem.

White Knight:
She's doing her job. Which is what I expect from both of you. Where are you going?

Rex:
To Follow Doc's plan. [the door closes] You can stay there and decide if you're good for anything besides yelling at people.

White Knight:
If you can't handle this...

Rex:
What are you going to do? Shuffle some papers at me? I'm all you've got. So back off! [Ends the transmission]

White Knight:
You are not that special kid. And there is way too much at stake now. White Knight protocol code designation Iron Mace Alpha. Commence systems check. Confirm nanite shieding integrity.

Rex:
I can't - I can't do this by myself any more.

White Knight:
[Arriving] You don't have to.

Rex:
White Knight out of the office? This really *is* the end of the world.

White Knight:
I'm trying to prevent that.

Rex:
[about Knight's armored suit] That wasn't built to fight evos. That was built to fight me!

White Knight:
It's for our protection.

Rex:
Well, let's see how well it works.

Rex:
You've never trusted me.

White Knight:
I don't trust anything with nanites.

Rex:
EVERYTHING HAS NANITES!

White Knight:
Eveything but me.

Rex:
Well, here's the update, Knight. Everybody on the planet has nanites. Everybody but *you*. That makes me normal. *You're* the freak.

Rex:
[From inside the evo] What's going on out there? You have to keep it still.

White Knight:
Right. Next time, I'll let it kill me.

Dr. Holiday:
You got him in time. Still 100% nanite free. I'm surprised you saved him.

Rex:
In a weird way, White Knight and I are sort of alike. We're both one-of-a-kind. And that's worth something.

Dr. Holiday:
I'm proud of you, Rex. Not just for this, but figuring everything out.

Agent Six:
The names, face may change. But no matter how you slice it. War is war. You pick a side, and you don't look back. I believe that now, I believed it then. What gets you in trouble is when you start second-guessing yourself: forget what you're fighting for, you're finished.

Rex:
[after Rex smashes the Pinata] Sorry, Doc. It was taking too long. It was either that or throw some of your cake at it.

Agent Six:
It was an odd choice to pick today to be his birthday.

Dr. Holiday:
It is his anniversary of his new life here. He deserves a celebration. He's changed everything.

Dr. Holiday:
You should be celebrating too, Six. After all, you're the one who started this. In a way, it's your birthday too.

Agent Six:
Evo?

Dr. Holiday:
"Exponentially Veriegated Organism." A little more scientific than "spoiled meat." That is what you hired guns call them isn't it?

Agent Six:
It's Six. And I don't use guns. You told Fell we could learn more by keeping them alive. What did you mean?

Dr. Holiday:
The nanites are altering our DNA. But with the right type of research, there is no reason that they couldn't be programmed to stop or reverse the process. Imagine a third option to this insane kill or contain protocol.

Agent Six:
A third option?

Dr. Holiday:
A cure.

Rex:
Help! [Six finds Rex] Has vista mi bicicleta?

Rex:
I'm joking. 'Cause if I don't, I'm gonna remember how scared I am right now. Actually except for my name, that's all I do remember.

Agent Six:
No family? [Rex shakes his head] An address? [Rex shakes his head] A grandmother where I can dump you?

Rex:
Nothing. Except waking up and seeing your face. Not exactly the angel I was hoping for.

Rex:
Ouch! Ah! Let me see your medical license.

Dr. Holiday:
Six, we have nurses who could have easily handled this. [Six brings out an Evo] What are you doing? That Evo's scheduled for processing.

Agent Six:
Show her. [Rex cures the Evo] We found it, doctor - the third alternative.

Dr. Holiday:
What is he? - How...?

Agent Six:
Meet Rex - the cure.

Dr. Fell:
You're letting your emotions cloud your judgement, Six. With what we gleen from this boy, I could create tools that would innoculate the world.

Agent Six:
Why risk it? He can already cure them. I've seen it.

White Knight:
So what? We train him. Make him one of us?

Dr. Holiday:
You cannot treat me like this! I have three PHD's. LET ME OUT THIS INSTANT!

White Knight:
Stand down, Six. We need you in this war.

Agent Six:
What's the good in winning a war, if we can't live with ourselves after?

White Knight:
[about Rex] We're supposed to be friends. He's a monster. What do you see in him?

Agent Six:
...Hope.

White Knight:
Still. Who'd have thought the kinder gentler approach would do such wonders for our profile. The notion of a cure has gotten Providence funding, and world wide prestige. The committee's happy. Your new *partner* may just be the best thing this operation could have asked for. Funny isn't it? Because of you, I can never leave this chamber. I'm not the only pure human left in the world. And the perfect poster boy to run this operation. I suppose I should thank you.

Agent Six:
I promised him that we would help uncover his past. Find his family.

White Knight:
Whatever keeps him on his leash. But if he shows the slightest sign of turning into that *thing* again, it's all on you.

Rex:
[about a tanto] Is that... writing?

Agent Six:
Bushido symbol of loyalty. It means whether for good or ill, our fates will follow the same path. This one stays with me.

Rex:
Think this thing can cut through Holiday's chocolate cake?

Agent Six:
Anything's possible.

Tuck:
Rex?

Rex:
Do I know you?

Tuck:
It's me. Tuck. I used to be your best friend, remember? You were one of us. Welcome home.

Rex:
I want to go undercover.

Agent Six:
It's not undercover if they know who you are, Rex.

Rex:
You know what I mean. A solo mission. Turn off the heat, and let me track these guys down.

White Knight:
A surprisingly good tactical call, given its source.

Rex:
Wait! Did we jsut agree on something?

Rex:
Look, you seem like perfect nice... criminals. But I'm having a hard time buying that I would hang out with you.

Cricket:
You didn't just "hang out," you were our leader.

Tuck:
You kept a journal. Uploaded everything. That way, when sooner or later, you'd blank out, at least you'd know who you are or used to be.

Rex:
How many times have I -?

Tuck:
Lost it? Never with us. But before... I think it was a lot.

Knuckles:
He cured me, Boss. He just reached out and cured me!

Quarry:
Good for you, Knuckles. But the name -it doesn't really suit you anymore, now does it? That's a real shame.

Knuckles:
Why's that, Boss?

Quarry:
Because you're useless to me now. [the Enforcers attack Knuckles] Rex is back.

Enforcer:
Want me to bring him in Boss?

Quarry:
He'd eat you for breakfast. No. No. He'll come to me. We have plenty of catching up to do.

Rex:
Look, I may not remember how I got out of this life. But I did. And you can too. Starting right now. It'll be fine. I promise... They don't look convinced.

Tuck:
You made a promise like that once before.

Quarry:
You can lose the attitude, REx. You *gave* this to me. After all, you were my *top* lieutenant. [Quarry plays part of Rex's journal]

Rex:
Adios freeloaders. Finally convinced Quarry to take these leeches off my hands. He gets some new lapdogs. I get to walk away.

Rex:
You're not taking them anywhere!

Tuck:
You're right. He's not. We're going *willingly*. At least we know who *he* is.

Quarry:
Leave the seweres to us rats. You go back to Providence. It was good to see you again, Rex.

Quarry:
Come on, Rex. [Quarry holds up Rex's journal] We both know this is what you really want. So go ahead take it. Walk away. Show them who you really are. You were always very good at taking care of yourself. Why should now be any different?

Rex:
[Rex cuts the journal] Whoever I was back then, is not who I am now - not anymore!

Skwydd:
I hope you don't expect us to thank you.

Rex:
No. Just don't blow this. Providence won't be a problem, unless you do something stupid.

Cricket:
We'll be fine. Thank you, Rex.

Tuck:
Don't forget us, okay?

Rex:
That may be a promise I can't keep.

Rex:
It's going to happen again, isn't it?

Dr. Holiday:
I don't know, REx. It's likely triggered by a specific event - something traumatic.

Rex:
So I just have to wait.

Agent Six:
No. You just have to live. Life's full of unknowns, Rex. It'll happen when it happens, and when it does. We'll still be here.

Rex:
Yeah, and I'll have no idea who you are. Who I am. I won't remember. Things like Holiday wears red shoes on Fridays, or you always keep one of those weird tasting mints in your right hand side pocket.

Agent Six:
[Pulling out a notebook] That's why we got you this - it's a journal.

Rex:
I don't know how much of my past I want to remember now. But this life, here... it's pretty good. Thanks.

Rex:
I wish they'd hurry up and get the HQ rebuilt. You're not still living under your jumpjet like some ninja hobo, are you?

Agent Six:
My temporary accommodations are perfectly adeqauate.

Rex:
Yep. Still living in the jet. Ugh. I hate being kicked out of our home. Although as long as they're building stuff, I need a hot tub.

Noah:
If you're gonna stay with me while they're rebuilding Providence, at least don't flaunt the fact that you don't have a Pre-Calculus test in three days.

Rex:
Pre-what?

Noah:
Exactly my point. And when I agreed to this, I wasn't expecting the sidekick too.

Bobo Haha:
Hey pally, we're a package deal. Live with it.

Rex:
[about an Evo] Did you see that mark? Van Kleiss made that one!

Dr. Holiday:
Why else do you think I've been trying to get a sample from it?

Rex:
I don't know. Just being science-y?

Dr. Holiday:
[after getting some samples from the Evo] Got it. You can cure it now.

Rex:
[the Evo flails Rex around] Whoa!

Dr. Holiday:
Unless you like getting thrown around like that.

Van Kleiss:
You would be wise to consider delyaing your celebration for the moment, Rex. You're about to have your hands quite full.

Rex:
Oh really? And how do you figure that?

Rex:
Noah, if you can still understand me, when I said you should let things go, this isn't exactly what I had in mind.

Rex:
It should be about balance. You know, take care of the important stuff, but leave a little room for fun. Right now, too much fun! Whoa! [Rex smashes in to a pole] Everything's fine. Not a problem.

Agent Six:
If you can't stop him, it's going to be.

Rex:
You know Six, you really need to think positive.

Bobo Haha:
[about Noah] That friend of yours is a walking disaster. I'm starting to like the kid.

Rex:
I don't believe this. My best friend's an Evo forever, and not even a cool Evo. He's the annoying break stuff kind. [Noah belches] Ugh!

Dr. Holiday:
Actually Rex, it might not be Noah. Your biometrics have flatlined.

Rex:
All that running around. He just wore me out. Did you hear that? It's me not you. Just give me a minute.

Rex:
Do you remember anything?

Noah:
It's all kind of hazy. I mostly remember a feeling of... fun. And I remember you punching me in the face.

Rex:
Yeah, sorry about hat. Thought you were tyring to eat me.

Rex:
I know I'm not supposed to be here. I don't care if it's a construction zone. I'm moving back!

Agent Six:
It's all right. Turns out you're not the only one who feels that way. [Holiday waves at them from the Control Room] You'll get used to the cold showers. Food - you're on your own.

Dr. Holiday:
The maze looks like it extends for miles. They do that to keep looters out?

Guide:
Or to keep something in.

Dr. Holiday:
Anything that was trapped in here couldn't be alive after all this time.

Rex:
[after tackling a figure with an Anubis head] Tell us where Holiday is.

Dr. Holiday:
Where do you think?

Rex:
If there's a wrong way to open it, then that means trihere's a right way too. Maybe the nanite picture is a clue. The whole thing is rigged like one.

Black Knight:
[Entering a chamber] It's just old junk from the dead.

Gharun Set:
[Set grabs her by the throat] Gharun set is not dead.

Black Knight:
YOu speak English? That *is* interesting. Who taught you our language, Gharun Set?

Gharun Set:
I was taught by the great father.

Black Knight:
Father? What did he look like?

Gharun Set:
He is dead - as all of you soon shall be!

Black Knight:
*Now* is the time for violence.

Agent Six:
These evos won't stay dead.

Bobo Haha:
Their breaths stink too! Oh boy.

Rex:
[about the Sphinx] Uh, I think the sun's baked him loopy. You can't reanimate that. It's a statue!

Gharun Set:
This is no statue, child. It is a tomb. Arise my mighty steed. Arise my sphinx!

Agent Six:
Holiday, there's something I want to tell you before it's too late.

Bobo Haha:
[Continuing to fight Evos] Hold still! Oh no. [an Evo bites Bobo's hand and suddenly distingrates]

Dr. Holiday:
All of them. Like the nanites keep them alive self-destructed. I'm sorry. What were you going to say?

Agent Six:
Holiday, I uh...

Dr. Holiday:
Hold that thought. [Holiday chases after Black Knight]

Bobo Haha:
What's it gonna be? The kooky chicks or we go help Rex save the world?

Agent Six:
Rex probably has this under control. Holiday needs my - *our* help.

Bobo Haha:
Yeah, I can't resist a good cat fight either.

Gharun Set:
As father promised, I will rule forever!

Rex:
Forever's going to be shorter than you think!

Rex:
You're in a strange time - a strange place. We have science - machines. We can help you. Trust us.

Gharun Set:
Like you trust the woman you call "Black Knight?" I see now this is a world of lies. You and I have no place in it. Father told me of you - Rex.

Dr. Holiday:
Six, what'd you want to tell me back in the tomb?

Agent Six:
It can wait.

Rex:
Don't wait too long.

Agent Six:
This thing hasn't even been tested.

Caesar:
Technically correct. We could try a preliminary run on a test subject.

Bobo Haha:
Oh, right. Monkeys before humans. You scientists are all alike.

Caesar:
Well, don't you have some memories you'd like to regain?

Bobo Haha:
Not as many as I'd like to lose.

Rex:
I'm okay.

Caesar:
You see? He's fine. [Six is on the ground, unconscious] But I'm not sure about Agent Six.

Rex:
[Rex approaches Agent Six. Six wakes up] I'm not sure about him either.

Agent Six:
You've got 3 seconds to tell me who you are or you're dead!

Agent Six:
Rex?... Holiday?... Caesar?... Hobo Baha? Not buying it people. And believe me [looking at Holiday] I'd remember you.

White Knight:
Doctor, you've got a new patient who needs a full neurological work up.

Agent Six:
Nobody get their hands on my head - no matter how pretty those hands are.

White Knight:
Then partner, I've got a lot to fill you up on.

White Knight:
I've tried to bring him up today but for now he's regressed to his old self.

Dr. Holiday:
How bad could that be?

White Knight:
A ruthless hard as nails hired gun with a moral compass in the red zone? Bad.

Rex:
And an eye for the ladies.

Dr. Holiday:
6 years is pre-Event, pre-Evos- and pre-Providence. He won't know any of it.

Rex:
[after Six destroys a hot dog cart] Are you loco? How are we going to explain that?

Agent Six:
Collateral damage.

Rex:
Ladies and gentlemen. The sixth most dangerous man on the planet is back!

Rex:
Why do you need to kill it?

Agent Six:
Mercy only gives the enemy hope. Killing sends aclear message.

Rex:
It's more complicated than that. We need to handle these situations with more finese. I can't believe *I'm* telling *you* this.

Agent Six:
I can't believe I'm letting you.

Rex:
I'm sorry, did you just say you needed me to keep an close eye on Six?

White Knight:
Until he gets his memory back, he's a liability. Six minus six years is a rogue assasin - not a team player.

Rex:
You mean like moi?

White Knight:
Yes. Like you.

Rex:
[Rex starts to walk away. Then stops and turns around] You didn't have to ask. I want the old Six back too.

Five:
[about Rex] He knows too much already.

Trey:
Contract rule 4-A. Or is that 4-B? You know I get confused. [Trey laughs]

Agent Six:
I remember the rules.

Five:
So are you Providence or not.

Agent Six:
[to Rex] Sorry kid.

Rex:
If you're the most dangerous people on the planet, why does it take three of you to take out a teenager and complete a contract job?

Five:
Snarky devil.

Agent Six:
He's right. It shouldn't take 3 of us. You two can go.

Trey:
You're little swords ain't nothing but a crock. A dangerous man only needs these right here.

[Refering to his fists. Six hits Trey]

Agent Six:
Like that?

Trey:
That's good.

[Six hits Trey again]

Trey:
That even better.

[Six kicks Trey knocking Trey to the ground]

Trey:
Okay, now you're just showing off.

Rex:
more. Maybe you're heart isn't into this line of work any more. Something made you join Providence and take the path that made you the man you are - well were- yesterday. And made me what I am today.

Agent Six:
I'm not your parent, kid.

Rex:
You're close enough, or at least you used to be. I don't want to lose that - again.

Agent Six:
Brilliant.

Rex:
[Getting Six in a half Nelson] Then this is genius.

Agent Six:
No, that was just stupid. [Six throws off Rex]

Rex:
The smartest thing I've ever done is learn to trust your judgment- even if it's from six years ago.

Agent Six:
[Six attacks Rex. Six stops his sword just short of Rex's chest] Not even a flinch. You believe in me that much, kid? I'd really like to meet this Six you think so highly of.

Rex:
You sure you want to do this?

Agent Six:
I want to be that better man that I was. [Looking at Holiday] And getting back my memories of you is worth any price.

Rex:
We can't take a chance on losing you.

Agent Six:
But I'm not the Six you know.

Rex:
Not yet. But willing to risk it all to put the past behind you means you're becoming that Six.

Agent Six:
I guess killing your brother wouldn't be a step forward.

Dr. Holiday:
This is going to take a while

Agent Six:
Tell me how I became... me.

Rex:
Thanks a lot there, Six. Next time, at least give me a chance.

Agent Six:
We're at war. Orders are orders. Even if we don't like them.

Noah:
You make giant mechanical hands and smash things. There's *nothing* normal about you.

Rex:
There's more to my job with Providence than smashing heads, Noah. I mean, that kid today was so - scared. To him, I wasn't fighting some EVO'ed out monster. I was... hurting someone he cared for. I was the bad guy. What am I supposed to do with that?

Noah:
You tried talking to Six about this?

Rex:
Six? He doesn't do "talk."

Bobo Haha:
[to Rex] A lot of headaches here today because of you skipping out. Bring me along next time, will ya?

Agent Six:
What you're about to see is disturbing.

Rex:
Disturbing? Cool!

White Knight:
We've been able to isolate Meechum and his victims to Lower Manhattan. And have mobilized a mass evacuation. But we lost valuable time and energy seaching for *you*. Needless to say if you can't pull this off, I'll be forced to cleanse the area.

Rex:
Cleanse? What do you mean?

White Knight:
Don't mess this one up, hot shot!

Dr. Holiday:
Six, Meechum infected Rex through physical contact. Whatever you do,*don't* let him touch you.

Agent Six:
Noted.

Dr. Holiday:
Rex, you need to fight this.

Rex:
Easy for you to say, Doc. You're not the one... getting used... as a battering ram.

Dr. Holiday:
We're losign him! Rex, you *need* to focus. When have you ever let someone tell you what to do?

Rex:
[Rex gasps]... NOT TODAY!

Rex:
NOah, you got your bike? I need you to check something. No pressure here, but the fate of about 10 million lives depends on how fast you get there.

White Knight:
If you hearing my voice, you are in the kill zone. All personnell remaining have 3 minutes to fall back to safety positions.

Agent Six:
Rex, we have our orders. We need to move now!

Rex:
Or what? You keep telling me that we're at war. But what are we fighting for? Orders aren't orders, Six. These are people. They have famililes.

Rex:
[to Meechum] Obeying orders is way overrated. Trust me... I can help you, but not if we're dead. You need to chill out now!

Agent Six:
[to Bobo] The kid was right. Sometimes orders aren't orders.

Dr. Holiday:
[about Rex] What's it going to take for Providence to realize that he needs a home? Not just a room and a job. We've been pushing him away.

Rex:
I build machines, and cure Evos. The only one in the world who can. Just one cure for that kind of pressure - road trip. But that doesn't mean vacation.

Jacob:
You can control your nanites?

Rex:
People usually start with "thanks," but yeah.

Rex:
And nobody knows you're out here? Not even Providence?

Jacob:
Especially *not* providence.

Agent Six:
Rex is angry with us. He has every right to be. But that means nothing to White Knight. He doesn't have the patience we do.

Bobo Haha:
Nice try. White won't lay a finger on him. He's too important.

Agent Six:
*You* are somewhat expendable.

Bobo Haha:
All right. All right. You made your point.

Rex:
[Speaking sarcastically of the Architect] Wow. Friendly.

Jacob:
I like to think he's smiling on the inside.

Rex:
Yeah. I know a guy like that.

Rex:
Amazing what a little gratitude will get you. At Providence, they'd just be yelling at me. You know, I never really felt like I belonged there. Here it's way different.

Jacob:
I know the feeling. The Architect has made all this possible for us. We have a community - a family... Thanks to him. The work we do is in part to pay him back.

Dr. Holiday:
Six, if we force him to come back, he'll just run away again. He has to *want* to be here. It needs to be *his* decision.

Rex:
It's really cool to use my powers to build something, instead of just pounding Evos. Oh, check it out. Even the boss is pitching in. [Everyone looks at the Architect doing some work] And that's strange because -?

Jacob:
Because in all these years, we've never seen him lift a finger.

Rex:
Why do you have to kill everyone? Can you just... leave us alone?

Zag-Rs:
Alone is *exactly* what I want, Rex.

Rex:
That kind of alone... it sucks.

Rex:
Meatloaf and mashed potatoes. Mmm. Isn't this great.

Agent Six:
...It's a little dry.

Rex:
Mmm. Lump-to-mash ratio is a bit off.

Bobo Haha:
You know what? Maybe I'll run away too. Go somewhere where my cooking is appreciated. [Bobo leaves]

Agent Six:
We have to do this *every* Friday?

Rex:
When the situation gets really bad, they call on me to handle things with the skill and professional of a highly trained soldier. [Scoffs] Yeah, right!

Agent Six:
[to Rex] Finish it!

Dr. Holiday:
His bios are way back up. What did you do?

Agent Six:
The usual cheery pep talk.

Rex:
That's not messing around. *This* is messing around.

Cured Evo:
You... made me normal again. [Hugs Rex]

Rex:
Handshakes work too - naked man. [Cured evo's towel drops] Serious. Stop hugging me.

Dr. Holiday:
I'm talking about the 90% negative spike in your bio-energy. Have an explanation?

Rex:
My bios spike everytime I see you, Dr. Holiday.

Bobo Haha:
Smooth like sandpaper.

Agent Six:
There's something obviously something seriously wrong with him.

Dr. Holiday:
Aside from the fact that all of you treat Rex like a machine instead of 15 year-old?

Bobo Haha:
Uh, might I remind you, monkeys like to throw bobo bombs. And I had Mexican yesterday.

Rex:
Good monkey.

Rex:
You know the best thing about amnesia?... I forgot.

Rex:
How'd you find me?

Agent Six:
High frequency transponder.

Rex:
You tagged me? Like a dolphin?

Agent Six:
Not you. It's in the monkey's diaper.

Bobo Haha:
...It's a simian undergarment!

White Knight:
The best way to get someone to do what you want, is to make them think it was their idea. Rex wanted a friend, now he's got one.

Noah:
Got any cookies back there?

Rex:
Why didn't you just send me for this thing? Aren't I supposed to be your secret weapon?

White Knight:
Because some missions, Rex. Require a little sensitivity.

Rex:
I got that. Tons of it. Ask anyone.

Bobo Haha:
You bash things with giant mechanical fists. That sound sensitive to you?

Rex:
So their genius solutin was to cut them off from the rest of the world? Harsh!

Dr. Holiday:
Those were chaotic times, Rex. It was before Providence. Before you.

Rex:
White didn't authorize this, did he?... Huh? We're talking pretty big risk factor here, Doc. I thinking it's worth at least, say - dinner?

Dr. Holiday:
Dinner? Right. Just you and me.

Rex:
Yes!

Agent Six:
Prepare yourself. Death is never pretty.

Rex:
But what if they're alive?

White Knight:
All other priorities are secondary!

Rex:
You could at least pretend like it's a tough choice.

Agent Six:
Every choice has its cost, kid.

Bobo Haha:
No holes in this bug jar.

Rex:
We can make one with your torpedo thingy.

Bobo Haha:
Oh. [Bobo groans]

Rex:
You didn't?... We only had *one* shot. Bobo!

Bobo Haha:
Hey, that's what happens when you save the monkey last.

Providence Tech:
[On the radio] Providence Base. Identify yourself.

Rex:
Send a ship. We're still alive.

Providence Tech:
Identify yourself! This is a restricted channel.

Rex:
And I'm about to tell *you* where you can stick...

Dr. Holiday:
[Shoving the tech aside] Rex? Is that you? Are you -?

Rex:
No time! Need pick up! NOW!

NoFace:
You are not the before.

Rex:
Um, I'm not sure that was a complete sentence.

NoFace:
[Looking at the Providence Agents] They are the before. The before forgot us. The before left us here. Left us in pain.

White Knight:
Listen carefully, Special Agent Rex! Soldiers are replaceable.d Even *they* know that. You had specific orders!

Rex:
Whoa! Whoa! Hold on there, chief. I said *I* didn't have it.

[Rex steps aside. Pilot steps forward and puts the data rod in White's receiver]

Pilot:
Mission accomplished - sir!

Dr. Holiday:
You did well, Rex. Just one thing: you got my samples, right?

Rex:
I got your fanny pack.

Dr. Holiday:
Oh well, I'm sure you tried.

Rex:
But - but - I got the data rod and the men. Isn't that worth something?

Dr. Holiday:
It's worth everything, Rex. [Holiday hugs Rex] Just not dinner.

Agent Six:
I've got the pincers. Now flip the switch on its nanites.

Rex:
Uh, don't exactly have the best track record with non-humans.

Agent Six:
You afraid to try?

Rex:
What's you damage, man? I was *this* close to curing that thing!

Hunter Cain:
Didn't look that way to me, filthy evo!

Rex:
"Filthy evo?"

Hunter Cain:
Give me a reason. Just one.

Hunter Cain:
Look around, these are our homes. What's left of them. *Your job* is making our lives worse. [the crowd cheers] These people have had enough.

Rex:
What are you talking about? We're here to help!

Hunter Cain:
Do these people look like they want *your kind* of help?

Dr. Holiday:
[as Holiday is treating Rex] Some people have just too much hate in them to see things any other way. Hold still.

Rex:
Ow!

Bobo Haha:
Don't sweat it kid. Humans are idiots. End of story.

Rex:
Not all of them. But anyone who would believe that guy has to say... makes you wonder.

Hunter Cain:
[On television] We need to protect ourselves from this "Rex" and every other sicko like him. People should draw their own conclusions.

Rex:
[to the television while fighting an evo] Arrgh! Here's my conclsion. YOU'RE A LYING WHACK JOB!

Bobo Haha:
You know he can't hear you, right? Now can we finish this?

Rex:
They don't want my help? Fine! No more flying to the rescue. No more turning giant blob back into mailmen.

Bobo Haha:
Works for me.

Dr. Holiday:
But the people who really do need you, they're the ones who'll really suffer.

Bobo Haha:
Ah details.

White Knight:
How did such a huge concentration of evos get in one place? Did you talk to Rex?

Agent Six:
Still says "No."

White Knight:
Get down there with another team and clean this mess up. Wipe it if you have to!

Rex:
They don't think I'm any different than those things down in the Petting Zoo. Why should I care?

Dr. Holiday:
Because someone has to! Most people have given up hope, Rex. Since you came here, that's changing. Don't let one man's anger get in the way.

Rex:
That's the problem, Doc. It isn't just one man. I walk down the street and everyone looks at me like I'm going to turn them into some monster. Forget it!... I'm through.

Agent Six:
Glad you could make it.

Rex:
Tired of seeing someone else do my job... Poorly, I might add.

Hunter Cain:
Can't you just die already?

Rex:
I don't do dying.

Rex:
You're done. I just want to know why.

Hunter Cain:
You push hope where there isn't any. There's no saving evos. There can't be! You're a sickness. And you need to be destroyed.

Hunter Cain:
Well, what are you waiting for? Show everyone who you really are?

Rex:
I will. I don't care what you think about me. I don't care what anyone thinks. Not anymore. The people want to hate me? I can't stop them. But it's not going to stop me from doing my job! You want to know why?... Because I'm awesome.

Rex:
Well, a few people get it. It's a start.

Bobo Haha:
What can I say that I haven't said already? Humans are idiots, but every once in a while, they get it right.

Rex:
And what are we doing in the middle of nowhere?

Dr. Holiday:
Weren't you in the briefing?

Rex:
I thought "Chinese Hotspot" meant we were getting take-out.

Dr. Holiday:
You're going down *there*? I'm all for physical force when necessary but I reccommend...

Rex:
We'll be fine. We're professional.

Agent Six:
Rudimentary brain functions only. These insects were never people.

Bobo Haha:
You say it like it's a bad thing.

Rex:
I make metal. They eat metal. Should we have put this together sooner? [an insect attempts to shoot a substance at Rex] And now you're spitting on me.

Dr. Holiday:
[to Rex and Bobo] You have six hands between the both of you. Think you could lend me one? [Rex and Bobo clap]

Dr. Holiday:
I just need a sample. The creatures seem to use it tag objects with high metal content.

Rex:
Get 'em from your stinky friend.

Dr. Holiday:
It breaks down too quickly. It has to be extractecd from a *living* specimen. I just need someone to go into the nest and [Bobo and Six walk away. Rex sighs and Holiday leads him away]

Bobo Haha:
There's your bilogical response right there.

Rex:
I gotta get up there. [Realizes he's naked. Rex gasps] Uh, where are my clothes?

Dr. Holiday:
Sorry. I had to quarantine them. There's still a chance I can salavage some of the pheremone compound they sprayed on you.

Rex:
Wait. You mean you saw me =?

Dr. Holiday:
[Holiday scoffs] Please I'm a doctor. [Referring to Rex's underwear] Motorcycles, huh?

Rex:
I'm going to go out on a limb here. I think we made it worse.

White Knight:
It seems we'll have to implement the fallback plan.

Dr. Holiday:
[Holiday hits the screen and grunts] So blindly charging forward didn't work. [Sarcastically] I'm shocked.

Agent Six:
Doctor, we could use your help.

Dr. Holiday:
*Now* you want to listen to me. I've got work to do.

Captain Callen:
We're getting eaten alive.

Rex:
In my case, not a figure of speech.

Agent Six:
The swarm covers over half the provence. Even our fastest jets can't fly around.

Dr. Holiday:
The we go over. Rex, load up.

Rex:
Me? Put it in a missile or something?

Dr. Holiday:
This substance is proximity based. I need your accuracy.

Rex:
Any last minute instructions?

Dr. Holiday:
Try not to die this time.

Bobo Haha:
That's one more for me.

Rex:
Yeah? Well, I got the rest them.

Rex:
Why is my underwear on TV? [Holiday and Six turn around. To Bobo] Sources? This wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that I stomped more bugs than you, would it?

Bobo Haha:
Heh. What do you think?

Rex:
I think I'm going back to bed now.

Captain:
Hodgson, get out! We're abandoning ship!

Dr. Hodgson:
Yeah, I got that from the annoying alarms. I have to shut down the reactor core. If it melts down, the entire region will be a dead zone!

Rex:
This is going to be so great, Six. Dreamed of being an undersea explorer for - I don't know, as long as I can remember.

Agent Six:
You only remember the last 18 months.

Rex:
I dream fast. Look, I don't know how many times my brain's been rebooted. Bur for now, I'm cramming it full of cool memories while I can. And exploring the ocean - that's *major* - like visiting another planet.

Rex:
[after 2 sea creatures collide] OOO. Ouch. Two heads twice the headaches.

Rex:
[as they're examining their subs damage] Did you really need the sunglasses. [Sea creatures suddenly light up] Okay, maybe so.

Surge:
We will not stand for any more attack on Aquannia!

Rex:
"Aquannia?" Really? Please tell me that name wasn't your idea.

Agent Six:
We haven't attacked your city.

Agent Six:
[Pulling a barb from Rex's shoulder] This is from a Scarlet Cobra Urchin. You were lucky, Rex. It would've killed a normal person.

Rex:
You know a little too much about things that can kill you, Six.

Rex:
[to Surge] Maybe that research ship looked like trouble to you, but they were just documenting the pollution to make people understand the harm their garbage does. But if you think you're the one getting the shaft, we'll listen. [to Six] Come on. What could it hurt?

Agent Six:
And modifying behavior includes sinking ships?

Surge:
The facts are clear. I build. You destroy!

Rex:
Hey, I know, introductions. This is Six. My name is Rex.

Surge:
Six? That's a machine's name.

Rex:
I think we've established that no everyone's good at picking names.

Surge:
[after Rex dives towards the trench] The boy will be crushed before he reaches the ship! And that reactor will destroy Aquannia!

Agent Six:
Underestimating him would be your biggest mistake.

Agent Six:
You're going to have to work fast, Rex. We don't know how much pressure you can take.

Rex:
Come on, Six. You know I work best under pressure.

Rex:
[Rex loses Scuba tank is damaged] Great going, Rex. White Knight will probably take this out of your imaginary paycheck. And I sort of needed it to breathe.

Agent Six:
[to Surge] I understand what you're trying to do here. I see no reason to reveal Aquannia to anyone for now. Forgive my suspicions.

Rex:
[Coming between Six and Surge] And what else did we learn? Surge? Six? Anyone? To see things from the other person's point of view. [Rex leaves]

Surge:
I do have more paralyzing urchin spines if you want them.

Rex:
Maybe we can come back and visit?

Agent Six:
I'd rather not.

Rex:
I figured you'd say that. [Rex pulls out a baby sea evo] It's for Holiday. She said to bring her back a souveinir.

Agent Six:
Just don't expect me to feed it.

Circe:
Things in Abysus, they're bad, Rex. I need your help.

Rex:
Uh, yeah. How do I put this nicely? Not a chance! You made your choice, Circe. I made mine - end of story!

Circe:
Please Rex. I know you're mad at me but this is a matter of life of death.

Rex:
I got a call from Circe. Something's wrong in Abysus. I just wanted to fly over and take a look.

Agent Six:
And you didn't tell me why?

Rex:
'Cause you would've used words like "unauthorized" and "no." I'm gonna find a way there whether you want me to or not.

Agent Six:
Doesn't leave me much choices does it?... Meet back here in one hour.

Rex:
[about an Evo] Now that's a face only a chainsaw could love.

Dr. Holiday:
Rex, no! Don't cure it! Its nanites could be corrupt like the ones we found earlier. There's no telling what they could do to you.

Rex:
Doc, seriously. You worry too much. [the Evo mutates even more] Uh, never mind.

Dr. Holiday:
[about Circe] She's very pretty.

Rex:
She works for Van Kleiss. She's the enemy.

Dr. Holiday:
But you still like her, don't you?

Rex:
I'm not talking about this!

Rex:
This wasn't about you needing me. This was about you needing *Van Kleiss*!

Circe:
I need you both.

Rex:
No! You don't understand. Van Kleiss is gone and I intend to keep it that way!

Dr. Holiday:
This isn't about blame, Rex. If Van Kleiss's system can actually handle these unstable nanites, he could be the only one who could reign them in.

Rex:
I'm not bringing him back. Not now, not ever! Besides you don't need Van Kleiss, you have me. Why not go straight to the source? [Rex prepares to cure the unstable nanites]

Dr. Holiday:
REX NO!

Agent Six:
STAND DOWN! IT'S TOO DANGEROUS!

Rex:
Are you kidding me? I brought you back. What more do you want?

Van Kleiss:
[Van Kleiss chuckles] You know *exactly* what I want. It's simple really: join us and everyone you care about lives. Refuse, and they die!

Rex:
Fine! Now help them!

Rex:
A deal's a deal.

Agent Six:
What deal?

Dr. Holiday:
What's he talking about?

Rex:
It was the only way to save you.

Van Kleiss:
Welcome home. [Van Kleiss offers his hand]

Agent Six:
Rex, don't do it!

Dr. Holiday:
We'll find another way!

Van Kleiss:
This... is impossible. I was uncureable!

Rex:
That's right "was." I noticed something when I was plugged into that machine of yours. You were coming back, but as Van Kleiss-lite.

Rex:
Stay with us Circe. Van Kleiss is done.

Circe:
As much as I care about you, Rex. Van Kleiss and the Pack are my family. They took me in when nobody else would. I can't abandon them.

Rex:
So that's it? We're always going to be on opposite sides then.

Circe:
It does keep it interesting.

Dr. Holiday:
You okay?

Rex:
No offense, Doc. But I totally do not get women.

Dr. Holiday:
One day you will.

Agent Six:
I still don't have a clue.

Noah:
But my last 3 partners have been injured in matches against East Side High's star player.

Rex:
What'd they do? Sprain their pinkies?

Noah:
Their pinkies were the only things that didn't get hurt.

Rex:
Okay, *now* I'm interested.

Noah:
Yeah, people around here take this game pretty seriously.

Rex:
I don't get this much respect when I save the world.

Noah:
What can I say, man? It's table tennis season.

Principal Rothberger:
Wrists looks a little skinny. You need to have powerful wrists to get a good back spin.

Rex:
[Rex displays his one of his builds] 7500 horses powerful enough for you?

Principal Rothberger:
Well, everything seems to be in order, son.

Rex:
I get to hang out with other kids. I'm learning all sorts of interesting stuff. *And* there's no Evo monsters trying to pound my face into the ground.

Noah:
Glad you're having such a good time. Because your next class is no piece of cake.

Principal Rothberger:
[Buchiner's giving a pop quiz] What the devil is Buchiner thinking? This could be a table tennis killer!

Noah:
We are so hosed!

Rex:
That sleazeball coach just tried to juice me! [to the East Side High Coach] Nice try buddy.

Coach:
You boys going Evo is the greatest gift to Table Tennis I've *ever* seen. I hate watching you waste it.

Gabriel:
We didn't ask for it.

Michael:
Gabe!

Coach:
What are you saying?

Gabriel:
It - it would be nice to do normal things, you know? And have friends.

Coach:
Friends? Table Tennis is what you do. And you do it better than anyone else! When you're a champion - nothing else matters!

Gabriel:
Yes, dad.

Coach:
You inspire fear and respect. You don't need friends.

Gabriel:
Oh, did you break your paddle? [Gaberiel and Michael both laugh]

Michael:
Hope you brought a spare.

Rex:
As a matter of fact - I did! [a giant paddle emerges from the ceiling]

Mr. Buchiner:
Imbeciles. I wish the Earth would open up and swallow their substandard tests.

[Rex, Gabriel and Michael crash through the ceiling then through the floor]

Mr. Buchiner:
I should've wished for a pony!

Rex:
It was pretty nice. I was in school for a week and I was like a regular kid. I even took a pop quiz and I got an "A."

Dr. Holiday:
[Holiday slurps her coffee] I'm glad Rex. Because that's got me thinking. I've been too linent in your academic education.

Rex:
Oh no! Wait a minute!

Dr. Holiday:
Starting today - more regular lessons: Science, History, Spainish.

Rex:
Spainish?

Dr. Holiday:
Oh yes! And I saw that Trig Quiz. 98%? Do you know how that reflects on me? I know you can do better. And you will!

Dr. Holiday:
It's not the storm they're running from. The nanites inside there are forcing the animals away. It's creating a kind of nanite free zone.

Rex:
Heh. We should call White Knight. Maybe he'll move here and leave us alone.

Rex:
Rex to base. We've got trouble of the egomanical kind.

Dr. Holiday:
Van Kleiss is there? Why am I not surprised?

Rex:
I think the real question is: if everything else is in such a race to get out, why is *he* going *in*?

Dr. Holiday:
Rex, wait.

Rex:
Don't worry, Doc. It's me. What could possibly happen?

Van Kleiss:
This phenonmenon deserves my personal attention. What we seek is nearby. I can feel it pushing against me.

Rex:
[Rex emerges from the sand storm] Yeah? [Rex kicks Van Kleiss] How about kicking against you too?

Bobo Haha:
Okay, we gotta get out of here. I got sand in places I didn't even know I had places.

Rex:
Why are you causing this nanite free zone?

Van Kleiss:
How convinient it must be to make me the root of all evil. I'm not causing it. I've come to discover the source, and destroy it.

Rex:
This could be the cure to nanites.

Van Kleiss:
And I live off nanites. What Providence calls a "cure," I call "death."

Van Kleiss:
This is not simply a nanite free zone. Something is stealing the nanites from our bodies. We linger here too long, we both may find ourselves defenseless against the other.

Rex:
Well then, we better blow this joint. And when I say "we" I mean me! [Rex tries to escape and fails]

Van Kleiss:
If either of us is to escape this place, we will have to work together.

Rex:
What exactly are you suggesting?

Van Kleiss:
A temporary truce.

Rex:
An *extremely* temporary truce.

Van Kleiss:
It appears that the zone not only destroys nanites. But is...

Rex:
Sqeezing the life from the Earth. This isn't sand. This is *me*!

Van Kleiss:
No need to panic, Rex. We have at least 20 minutes before fossilization - give or take.

Rex:
Don't panic. Says the guy who used to be dirt.

Van Kleiss:
I've been following you both very closely since his - miraculous reappearance. Even if you don't want to hear what I have to say, this one is for free. Do not place your trust in Caesar. He's not the man you believe him to be.

White Knight:
I will not risk everyone on board that ship for one agent - even *that* agent. [Holiday subtly ends the call. Then to Six]

Dr. Holiday:
Whoops. Guess the sattelite feed went down. Nasty sand.

Van Kleiss:
Your brother is responsible for the most significant catastrophe in human history. You have to admit as brilliant as Caesar is, he's... not quite right. Am I telling you something you haven't already noticed?

Rex:
You know Zag-Rs? How?

Van Kleiss:
She was designed as a decontamination program in the original nanite labratory. Her task was to destroy any rogue nanites that escaped from the holding tank.

Rex:
She did a great job. Whoever designed her should be taken out and beaten with a tendril.

Van Kleiss:
Caesar designed her.

Rex:
I"m going to have to have a chat with my brother when this is over.

Van Kleiss:
There's no time. Her strength is growing exponentially. To achive victory you must trust me.

Rex:
Trust you? That's comedy gold. Even if I was that big a doof neither of us has enough power to fight back.

Rex:
Normally, I don't fight girls. But this time [Rex starts attack Zag-Rs] I'll make... a big... giant... robot... exception!

Caesar:
[about Zag-Rs] Don't you recognize it? When I programmed her, I wanted a voice that meant safety, protection, caring. Rex, this our mother's voice.

Rex:
Mama?