• سونیک خارپشته (سطح حرفه ای آموزش مکالمه زبان انگلیسی)



    So, I know
    what you’re thinking.

    Why is that incredibly
    handsome hedgehog

    being chased by a madman

    with a mustache
    from the Civil War?

    Well, to be honest, it feels like
    I’ve been running my whole life.

    Is this too much?
    Am I going too fast?

    It’s kind of what I do…
    You know what? Let’s back up.

    This is the island
    where I’m from.

    It had everything.

    Sandy beaches,
    cascading waterfalls,

    public access to loop-de-loops.

    And, I never had
    to catch a school bus

    because I could run across
    the entire island

    in less than two seconds.

    Also, there was no school.

    I know,
    pretty sweet island, right?

    Yeah!

    I was born
    with extraordinary powers

    and was told
    to keep them secret.

    And like any kid,
    I did the exact opposite.

    Whoo-hoo!

    That’s Longclaw.
    She took care of me.

    She was basically
    Obi-Wan Kenobi…

    if Obi-Wan Kenobi
    had a beak and ate mice.

    Sonic, someone
    could have seen you.

    No one saw me. I’m too fast!

    And I wanted to bring you this.

    Get down!

    Turns out,
    with great power

    comes great
    power-hungry bad guys.

    And I led them right to us.

    Listen carefully, Sonic.

    You have a power unlike
    anything I have ever seen.

    And that means someone
    will always want it.

    The only way to stay safe
    is to stay hidden.

    This world is on the far side
    of the universe.

    You should be safe there.

    – I don’t want to go without you.
    – You must.

    These rings will be your most
    important possession.

    If you’re ever discovered,
    use one.

    Never stop running.

    Now go!

    Longclaw!

    Goodbye, Sonic.

    No!

    No!

    Come on, one car?

    I’m bored.

    Tom, do you read me?
    Are you there?

    No, Wade, I’m actually
    on a yacht in Barbados.

    With Rihanna.

    OMG.

    That’s amazing.
    Please send pics.

    No, Wade.
    I’m at the speed trap.

    Already? How did you get back so fast?
    Barbados is in the ocean!

    Hang on, I think
    I got something.

    Hey, buddy! Where’s the fire?

    Got kids living around here.

    I thought that was
    kind of funny.

    Sorry.

    What?

    Tom,
    we need you down on Main Street.

    There’s been a violent
    gang shoot-out.

    Just kidding.
    A duck stole a bagel.

    But they do need it back.

    Whoa, buddy, you almost
    got yourself killed out there.

    What are you,
    some kind of adrenaline junkie?

    It must be rough
    being slow all the time.

    Tell you what.
    Today is your lucky day.

    Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

    Have you ever felt so alive?

    This is great.
    You’re doing amazing.

    Oh, geez!

    Good recovery.

    Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

    Let’s keep this our little secret, okay?

    You never saw me.
    I was never here.

    So what
    were you expecting?

    A dirty little hedgehog
    eating berries

    and struggling to survive?

    Think again. Because I am
    living my best life on Earth.

    I’ve got a library…

    a home gym,

    and a state-of-the-art
    security system.

    Oh, no.

    And, if I’m ever discovered,

    I’ll follow
    Longclaw’s instructions

    and use my rings
    to escape to a new planet.

    A nice, safe little world
    filled only with mushrooms.

    Gross, smelly mushrooms.

    I hate mushrooms.

    But let’s not worry
    about all that.

    This is Green Hills.

    The greatest place on Earth.

    These are my people and,
    dare I say,

    I am their
    lovable space creature.

    So what if they
    don’t know I exist?

    My favorite person
    is the Donut Lord.

    Protector of this town

    and defender of all creatures,
    big and small.

    Morning.

    Donald. Daisy. Daffy.

    Donut Lord lives
    with Pretzel Lady.

    She is super nice to animals

    and strangely was born
    without bones.

    Ouch, ouch, ouch.

    There is one person in town

    who’s actually onto me.

    He calls me the blue devil.

    I almost caught him last night.

    Say hello to Crazy Carl.

    We have fun together.

    I know you’re out there!

    And I know you’re real!

    No, I’m not!

    Movie night is my favorite.

    Please, please,
    please, please, please.

    Yes! Keanu!

    You are a national treasure.

    – When I find you…
    – Pop quiz, hotshot.

    There’s a bomb on a bus.

    “Pop quiz, hotshot.”

    It’s a classic line.

    Basically,
    we’re like a family.

    Even though we haven’t met yet.

    You don’t zink your

    prolonged isolation is making
    you a bit crazy perhaps?

    Crazy? Me?

    No way, Doc.
    You got me all wrong.

    And despite all these so-called
    friends of yours, deep down…

    …you’re still rather lonely?

    Perhaps afraid
    you’ll be alone forever?

    Uh-uh. Hey!
    No, no, no, no.

    Get out of there. Come on.

    Oh, come on! Get out of there!

    Get out of there,
    you trash pandas.

    Maddie, as Green Hills’
    most respected veterinarian,

    what is the fastest way
    to exterminate a raccoon?

    Hi, Ozzy. Hello!
    You’re glad to see me.

    You don’t eat garbage, do you?

    What’s that?

    – Is that what I think it is?
    – Uh-huh. Open it.

    Oh, it’s kind of small.
    Is that bad?

    Just open it.

    “Dear Thomas:

    We have reviewed
    your application

    to the San Francisco
    Police Department,

    and pending
    interdepartmental review

    and background check,
    we are happy to inform you

    that you have been selected
    to join our team.”

    – Oh, my God!
    – Wow.

    Oh, my God.

    Ta-da!

    “San Francisco Sucks.”

    Oh!

    Wrong one!

    Ta-da!

    – You never had a doubt, huh?
    – No! Mm-mmm.

    – I can’t believe this.
    – Oh, I know! You did it.

    Hey, what are those?

    Apartments for rent
    I found on Zillow.

    I thought Ozzy and I
    could fly there tomorrow

    and check out
    some neighborhoods.

    I mean,
    this is all happening so fast.

    Oh, man…
    It’s the craziest thing.

    You apply for the job,
    you get the job.

    Well, pending
    a background check.

    Oh, man.
    Hope they don’t find out about

    that time you used
    the neighbor’s Wi-Fi.

    Correction: I’m still using
    the neighbor’s Wi-Fi.

    But, Maddie,

    are you sure
    you’re okay with this?

    Thomas Michael Wachowski,

    what did you do the entire time
    I was in veterinary school?

    I worked a second job
    to pay the rent and…

    A third job to pay tuition.

    You sacrificed for me.
    I’m happy to sacrifice for you.

    Babe, are you sure
    you’re okay with this?

    I mean, there’s been
    a Wachowski protecting this town

    for more than 50 years.

    This is a big change.

    I’m positive.

    It’s time for this guy to
    get out there and prove himself.

    I love Green Hills, but,

    you know, I want to help
    people in real trouble.

    I want someone to turn to me
    in a life-and-death situation

    and I’ll be there for ’em.

    I get it.

    – I’m so proud of you.
    – Thank you.

    Mmm!

    And so it is with a heavy heart,

    that I tell you all
    that I’ve accepted a position

    at the San Francisco
    Police Department,

    effective immediately.

    It’s gonna be tough
    to leave my hometown

    and all my friendships.

    But this is something
    I feel like I need to do…

    to grow…

    as both an officer and a man.

    What do you think,
    Sergeant Sprinkles?

    That wasn’t so bad, right?

    Now all I got to do is…

    tell everyone
    who isn’t a donut.

    Whoa, the playoffs!

    Oh! So cool.

    Bottom of the ninth,
    tie score.

    And exactly who you want
    at the plate

    with the game
    on the line: Sonic!

    But staring him down
    from the pitcher’s mound

    is the most fearsome southpaw
    in Green Hills:

    Also Sonic.

    Okay. Focus, Sonic.
    If you win this game,

    you’ll be the most beloved kid
    in Green Hills.

    Hit it to the guy in left!
    He’s a real space case.

    I can’t with that guy.

    Hey, batter Sonic.
    Hey, batter Sonic.

    “Suh-wing,” batter Sonic.

    I got it, I got it, I got it!

    I don’t got it.

    Go home! Go home!

    Come on!

    Safe!

    Yes!
    Yes, yes, yes, yes! I did it!

    Did you see that?
    I did it. I did it.

    I really am alone.

    All alone. Forever.

    I’m sure no one noticed that
    giant blue explosion, right?

    – Hey, Wade.
    – Hi, Tom.

    Uh, Wade here.

    What is going on?

    Well, gosh,
    I think the power’s out.

    Yeah, no dur!
    The lights are out.

    The whole town is freaking out.

    – What should I do?
    – Okay, relax.

    Take a deep breath, call Gil,

    see if they can locate
    the downed line, then…

    call Zim and see if he can get
    his generator over to the Super Q

    so the food stays… fresh.

    Call Zim before Gil?

    – Call Gil… Hello?
    – I’ll call you back.

    Wait! Hello? Was that
    the end of the instructions?

    Okay, all right.
    Uh, you can do this.

    What was the first thing
    he said to do?

    Right. Relax.

    Twenty minutes ago,
    an energy surge

    knocked out power across
    the entire Pacific Northwest.

    What do we know?

    Well, our first instinct
    was it was an EMP.

    But electromagnetic pulses
    don’t have that kind of power.

    NASA has ruled out
    meteor strikes or solar flares.

    The Department of Energy says it’s
    not a power plant malfunction.

    Well, sounds like
    we’re really good

    at figuring out
    what it wasn’t.

    This could be a prelude
    to a larger attack.

    I’m suggesting we scramble
    the Fifth and Sixth Regiment.

    No, no, no, no.

    This needs a much more
    sophisticated mind.

    Someone who
    understands technology.

    – You want to send in a lab rat?
    – Not just any lab rat.

    A lab rat with teeth.

    You’re not suggesting
    who I think you’re suggesting.

    – I know, he’s a little weird.
    – Weird?

    – No. No way.
    – He’s a psychological tire fire!

    But he’s also brilliant.
    Five PhDs, IQ off the charts.

    And his drone tech
    is revolutionary!

    You’re sure he can handle this?

    He has a perfect
    operations record.

    – Remember the coup in Pakistan?
    – No.

    Or the uprising
    in Azerbaijanistan?

    – That’s not even a country.
    – Exactly.

    And you can thank
    Robotnik for that.

    I can’t believe you’re
    bringing that freak into this.

    Neither can I, but…

    we have no choice.

    What the…

    Are you in charge here?

    – Yes, I am…
    – Nope!

    – My…
    – Wrong!

    – name…
    – I’m in charge!

    – is Major…
    – Me!

    – Ben…
    – I’m in charge.

    You’ve never seen
    anything like this before.

    It says
    I’m the top banana

    in a world full of
    hungry little monkeys.

    Allow me to clarify.

    In a sequentially
    ranked hierarchy

    based on level
    of critical importance,

    the disparity between us
    is too vast to quantify.

    – Agent Stone?
    – The Doctor thinks you’re basic.

    I’m initiating a sweep sequence.

    Ten miles in every direction
    should suffice.

    – Is he still looking at me funny?
    – Yes, he is.

    Tell him to stop or I’ll
    pull up his search history.

    If you don’t stop looking
    at the Doctor,

    – he’ll take a closer look…
    – I’m not deaf.

    And tell him his men
    report to me now.

    Blah-blah-blah.

    Excuse me? Listen, pal,
    I don’t know if you realize…

    I’m sorry, Major.
    What was your name?

    – Benning…
    – Nobody cares!

    Nobody cares. Listen,
    Major Nobody Cares.

    You know why
    nobody cares who you are?

    Because nobody cares about
    your feeble accomplishments.

    And nobody cares
    how proud your mommy is

    that you’re now reading
    at a third-grade level.

    – Mmm.
    – Have you finished Charlotte’s Web yet?

    Spoiler alert:
    She dies in the end.

    But she leaves
    a big creepy egg sac.

    Ah… my babies.

    Whoo! Look what came out
    of my egg sac.

    You know what I love
    about machines?

    They do what they’re told.
    They follow their programming.

    They don’t need time off
    to get drunk

    and put the boat in the water.

    Now you do what you’re told.

    Stand over there on the edge
    of your personal abyss…

    and watch my machines
    do your job.

    – Can you feel it, Stone?
    – I can feel it, Doctor.

    It’s evolution, Stone.

    It’s evolution!

    – Agent Stone?
    – Doctor.

    Do you see anything useful
    in this image?

    – Nothing at all, Doctor.
    – Of course you don’t.

    Your eyes weren’t
    expertly trained to spot tracks

    by the Native-American
    Shadow Wolves.

    That’s extraordinary.

    No. What’s extraordinary is,

    I’ve determined
    the exact height, weight

    and spinal curvature
    of this creature,

    and my computer
    can’t find a single match for it

    anywhere in Earth’s
    animal kingdom.

    This blackout
    was not a terrorist attack,

    and that’s no baby bigfoot.

    This guy is something else…

    entirely.

    Divert all search units
    to the site of the footprint.

    That’s one small step for man,

    one giant leap for me.

    Okay, okay, everything is fine.

    You played some baseball,
    got a little upset,

    lightning shot out of your butt,
    and now they’re coming for you.

    All right, all right.
    Earth isn’t safe anymore.

    Time for plan B.
    Mushroomville.

    But I gotta take my stuff.
    Okay, essential items only.

    Okay, toothbrush, toothpaste,
    hair gel, night-light.

    Funny hat.
    This half-eaten cantaloupe.

    Oh, and my scented candle.

    My entire comic book collection.
    Bean bag chair.

    Can a bean bag chair
    fit in a backpack?

    No, no, no. Of course not.
    That’s stupid.

    Okay, what else? The rings!
    The rings, yes, of course.

    Here we go. Ring time.

    Mushroom planet, here I come.

    Oh, no.
    They’re right outside.

    I gotta go somewhere else.

    Goodbye, cave.

    – Hey.
    – Hey.

    Whatcha doing?

    Just coloring
    with Jojo and Rachel.

    Ah, that sounds…
    half-fun.

    Hey, exciting stuff here.
    We had a power outage.

    The whole town went dark.

    It was like a sign telling me
    to get out of Dodge.

    – Wade must have lost his mind.
    – Yeah.

    And he does not
    have much to lose.

    How’s your sister?
    Did she convince you to leave me yet?

    No, but she did tell me to check
    your phone for dating apps.

    The only apps on my phone
    are the ones that came with it.

    – And the Olive Garden.
    – Ah.

    – Because when you’re there…
    – You’re family.

    No way.

    The raccoons are back.

    And they are in for a surprise.

    Your surprise better not be
    my tranquilizer gun.

    They’re just hungry.

    And also, that’s for bears.

    – Good. Now I know it’ll work.
    – Tom!

    I’m kidding. I’m just gonna
    use it to scare ’em.

    Possibly to death.

    – Love you, honey, bye!
    – Tom…

    D-I-V-O-R-C-E.

    Okay, I’m in.

    With minimal damage
    to Donut Lord’s property.

    Here we go.

    It didn’t work out on Earth,
    but that’s okay.

    You’re going to a safe world.

    A nice, safe world
    full of mushrooms.

    Mushrooms that’ll be
    your only friends.

    That sounds awful.
    I can’t do this.

    You have to do it.
    There’s no other option.

    All right.

    SFPD…
    pending background check.

    Paws in the air!

    Uh, meow?

    Ow!

    “San… Francisco?”

    No.

    What?

    The blue devil.

    – Donut Lord?
    – It can talk.

    You’re not…

    You’re not here
    to abduct me, are you?

    You abducted me.

    Okay, that’s a fair point.
    What are you?

    Why are you hiding out
    in my garage?

    I needed somewhere safe.

    And you’re the only person
    I could think of, Donut Lord.

    Why do you keep
    calling me Donut Lord?

    ‘Cause you talk to donuts.

    And then eat them
    if they get out of line.

    Again, fair.

    Wait, wait, wait.
    Where are all the mushrooms?

    Why am I still on Earth?
    What is…

    Oh, no!
    I lost my rings.

    What?

    What’s happening?
    Is this your mother ship?

    I’m not in the mood
    to get probed.

    You think you’re worried?
    I’m not even wearing pants.

    What the…

    – They’re coming for me!
    – Who’s coming for you?

    – What’s that got to do with me?
    – I don’t have time to explain,

    but you have to help me.

    No, I don’t. Why?

    Well, my legs,
    which normally would be classified

    as lethal weapons,
    feel like spaghetti.

    I need your help. Please.
    It’s life or death.

    Fine. Come with me.

    Uh, little help?

    All right, stay here.
    And be quiet.

    Good plan. Great plan!

    We’re already working
    so well together.

    Practically finishing
    each other’s sentences.

    Okay, bye.

    Hello there!

    Can I help you?

    Good morning,
    my rural chum.

    I’m… from the power company,
    investigating the blackout.

    If you don’t mind,
    I’d like to take a few readings

    inside your house?

    No kidding?
    You’re from the power company?

    – Mmm.
    – Oh, you must know my buddy Spencer.

    – We play softball together.
    – Ah! Spence.

    He’s a good man.

    – Yeah. Come on in!
    – Great.

    Take all the readings you need.

    Except, uh…

    Doesn’t the power company usually take
    their readings from outside the house?

    That way they can check them
    even if you’re not home.

    Also, my buddy Spencer
    works for the gas company,

    and he’s more of
    an Ultimate Frisbee guy.

    So you want to tell me
    why you think I’m dumb enough

    to just let you
    walk inside my house?

    – I’m sorry, Mister…
    – Wachowski.

    But everyone calls me Tom.

    Except my dentist,
    he calls me Tim.

    But it’s gone on
    for so long now

    that it would just be weird
    if I corrected him.

    Well, Tom, whose-dentist-
    calls-him-Tim.

    You may have noticed
    that this entire town

    has been experiencing
    a power outage.

    Yep, no lights.
    Picked up on that.

    Twenty minutes ago, I tracked an
    energy pulse with a similar signature

    to the one that caused
    that disruption.

    Listen, uh, Mister…

    Doctor.

    Dr. Robotnik.
    But my dentist calls me Rob.

    Hmm.

    Look, uh, Dr. Robotskeez.

    Um, I’m sure what you’re
    here for is very serious,

    but it’s got nothing
    to do with me.

    You can ask anyone in town.

    – Everyone knows me.
    – I bet they do.

    I’m sure you’re hella popular

    with the Jebs and Merles
    and Billy Bobs,

    in this glorified
    gas-station rest stop.

    Betcha go way back
    to the days of tippin’ cows

    and playin’ in a jug band!

    And maybe someday
    you’ll achieve your goal

    of getting a Costco card
    or adopting a Labradoodle.

    But the reality is,
    I surpassed

    everything you’re
    ever going to do…

    before I was a toddler.

    I was spitting out formulas while
    you were still spitting up formula.

    I was breastfed,
    actually.

    Nice.
    Rub that in my orphan face.

    Mr. Wachowski,
    are you familiar with

    US Code 904,
    Title 10, Article 104?

    – Yeah, who isn’t…
    – “Anyone…

    who attempts to aid an enemy of the
    United States shall suffer death.”

    And if I’m the one
    that catches you,

    it’ll be even worse.

    Worse than death?

    Okay, I’m a ball,
    a normal ball.

    I’m blending in like a ball.

    Shh. Stop talking.
    No, you stop talking.

    Be quiet, Sonic.
    You be quiet, Sonic.

    Oh, I hope they aren’t
    scanning me with X-rays.

    I had kind of
    an embarrassing lunch.

    Don’t freak out. Don’t freak out.
    Don’t freak out.

    Don’t freak out. Don’t freak out.
    Don’t freak out.

    I’m freaking out!

    Why don’t you have
    your staircase carpeted?

    Compared to what I…

    – Old pipes.
    – Yeah.

    Probably just
    the house settling.

    Nothing to see here!

    Hey!

    Here’s the thing.

    I’m never wrong.

    Well, first time
    for everything, I guess.

    Would you like some cake?

    I hear raccoons have
    the cleanest mouths

    of any animal that
    routinely eats garbage.

    Look at that.

    I was right.

    Note the lack of surprise.

    Shall we try this again?

    I’m going to give you five
    seconds to tell me where it is.

    Five…

    I don’t know what
    you’re talking about.

    – Four.
    – Hey, tough guy. I’m a cop,

    and you’re
    threatening an officer.

    How can you threaten somebody
    who never existed?

    Three…

    Come on!
    Rack your brain.

    You might be able to come up
    with some lame excuse

    to go on living
    in two…

    one.

    Wait! Don’t hurt him!

    This feels excessive.

    Stay behind me.

    Hiya!

    Don’t worry. I got it
    right where I want it!

    Can you believe Amazon is gonna
    deliver packages with these things?

    This was a horrible plan!
    What was I thinking?

    I’m gonna puke!

    Come on!
    We gotta get out of here.

    Oh, don’t tell me
    that’s all you got!

    I’m just getting started!

    Let me know if you want to go
    round two with the blue.

    Doctor! Are you okay?

    I saw a guy race out of here
    and thought…

    That you should
    stop them?

    Open your mouth…

    and say you thought that you
    should stop them.

    No, I thought that maybe
    I should check

    to see if you were okay…

    You know what’s hard about being
    the smartest person in the world?

    – Everyone else seems stupid.
    – Stupid, yes! Way to go!

    You got that one.

    Whatever this creature is,
    it’s our job to secure it,

    neutralize it,
    uncover the source of its power.

    And if it resists,

    we take it apart…

    piece by piece.

    See what makes it tick.

    – Stone?
    – Doctor?

    Call Optical Illusions.

    Tell them I need new frames.

    They know what kind I like.

    Oh, and bring that quill.

    Yes, Doctor.

    All right, pal,

    you need to start talking
    right now.

    Who are you? What are you?

    I’m a hedgehog!
    I feel like that’s obvious.

    – And I’m in big trouble.
    – Oh, you’re in big trouble?

    You’re not the one who punched some
    sort of government weirdo back there.

    You think you have problems?
    I lost my rings.

    Rings?
    What are you talking about?

    Okay. Rings are how
    all advanced cultures

    travel between worlds.

    And now mine are
    on top of a pointy building

    – I’ve only ever seen on your skintight T-shirt.
    – Hey.

    So, I’d like you to take me
    to San Francisco,

    so I can get back my rings
    and use them

    to go to the mushroom planet.

    – Mushroom planet.
    – Yes!

    Right.

    – Okay, pal, out you go.
    – I’m sorry, what?

    Look, this is
    the worst possible time

    for me to get myself
    into trouble, okay?

    You asked me to save your life,
    I saved your life.

    Now, please, go find your rings.
    And your mushroom land.

    Hopefully I’m gonna wake up
    in a hospital bed

    and the doctor’s gonna tell me
    that my colonoscopy

    was a big success, okay?
    So goodbye.

    – Okay. Goodbye.
    – Goodbye.

    – Why aren’t you leaving?
    – I don’t know where San Francisco is.

    – It’s west.
    – West?

    Straight shot, can’t miss it.

    Fine. That’s cool.

    I’m totally cool
    saying goodbye now.

    So, as I crashed into the cold,
    dark water of the Pacific,

    I realized a few things.

    A, I have no idea
    where I’m going.

    B, saltwater stings.

    C, I shouldn’t even be on
    this planet right now, but I am.

    Why? Because you shot me!

    – I know.
    – You shot me!

    All right, I heard you
    the first time.

    You don’t have to pile it on.
    Good grief.

    I’m wet. I’m cold.

    There’s a fish on my head!

    And clearly, I’m not gonna
    be able to do this on my own.

    All right,
    get in the truck.

    Really? You’re gonna help me?

    I guess it is a little bit my fault
    that all this is happening to you.

    Not a little bit. Entirely.
    It is entirely your fault.

    Okay, it’s entirely my fault.
    Are you coming?

    Yes.

    Road trip! Whoop-whoop!

    What am I doing?

    All right, there’s
    gonna be rules on this trip.

    Number one, do exactly
    as I say all the time.

    – Got it?
    – Got it, Donut Lord.

    Would you stop
    with the “Donut Lord”?

    I have a name. It’s Tom.

    I’m Sonic.

    Sonic. Sonic.

    So you’ve been
    spying on us all for years.

    I wouldn’t call it “spying.”

    We were all just hanging out,
    only I wasn’t invited

    and no one knew I was there.

    I can’t believe Crazy Carl
    was right all this time.

    Yeah. You should call him
    Super Observant Carl instead.

    – Oh, my God, stop the car right now!
    – What? What?

    The World’s Largest
    Rubberband Ball?

    – We gotta see it!
    – No. No.

    No, this is not some
    fun family road trip, okay?

    The government wants
    to dissect you.

    And arrest me. This is serious.

    Eh, you’re right, it was lame.

    Gift shop was cool, though.
    I got you a mouse pad.

    When are we gonna get there?

    We will get there
    when we get there.

    I’m gonna go check in with Wade,
    see if he knows what’s going on.

    You’re gonna see Wade
    in that glass thing?

    What is it, a teleportation box?

    It’s a pay phone.
    It’s mostly for drug dealers

    and fugitives from the law,
    which is us.

    Stay in the car.
    I don’t want anybody seeing you.

    Fine.

    Huh?

    Okay, okay.
    That is the coolest place on Earth,

    but you have to stay in the car.

    Be strong. Be strong.

    Hmm.

    Hello.
    Green Hills Police Department.

    – Wade, it’s me.
    – Hi.

    I’m so glad that you called.

    Uh, so, some guys came in
    asking some questions.

    Uh, they’re a little creepy.

    Kind of reminded me of
    the guys from Men in Black,

    but not as likable
    or charming as Will Smith.

    Wait, what kind of questions?

    Um, questions about terrorism?

    I told them that I’ve gone
    ice fishing with Tom.

    He doesn’t know how
    to make a bomb.

    He can’t even
    make bait in the cold.

    All right, Wade, listen to me.
    This is really important.

    Don’t tell them
    that we talked, okay?

    You know, I think
    they already know.

    Mr. Wachowski.

    Tom.

    I want you to know
    that the only other person

    who ever punched me in the face
    was the school bully.

    He hit me in the cafeteria,
    causing a blunt-force contusion

    to the soft tissue
    surrounding my orbital bone.

    Humiliated me in front of
    the entire school!

    And do you know
    what I did in response?

    Uh, I’m assuming that you reported
    him to the principal’s office

    ’cause that kind of behavior
    is really unacceptable.

    No. I examined the inefficiency of
    a world where brawn trumped brain

    and I used technology
    to resolve that inefficiency.

    The boy ate his meals
    through a straw for a year.

    And I have never
    lost a fight again.

    Until today.

    Hey, hooray for me then, huh?

    No, because you’re about to
    become the bully with the straw!

    I’m coming for you,
    Mr. Wachowski.

    And when I catch you, I’ll…

    Hello.

    Hello?

    Hello, hello, hello?

    I think he actually hung up,

    because I notice
    that the light isn’t on.

    Thank you, Officer Brainfart.

    If you give me a second,
    I can get an outside line.

    No. Don’t be bothered.

    You just sit there and be “u”…

    …’seless.

    No one’s gonna
    erase my memory here?

    I will tell people about this!

    Okay, not exactly
    the healthiest meal, but…

    Sonic?

    Oh, no.

    No, no, no, no, no!

    – Whoo!
    – Yeah!

    Howdy, pardner!

    I’m not your partner.
    Come on. We’re leaving.

    But there’s a ZZ Top cover band.

    You gotta see their beards.

    You’re gonna have to catch ’em
    some other time. Let’s go. Get up!

    If we stay, I won’t say another
    word for the rest of the trip,

    starting… now.

    Welcome to the Piston Pit.
    What can I get you fellas?

    I want nachos and buffalo wings,
    oh, and guac.

    Funny word, isn’t it?
    Guac, guac! Guac.

    Hey, no kids
    allowed in here.

    What’s he got on,
    some kind of mask?

    Oh, he’s actually
    43 years old and, um,

    suffers from
    a very rare skin disease

    that stunts his growth and makes him
    look, uh, like that.

    The face,
    I was born with.

    The confidence,
    I picked up along the way.

    – Make his a Mello Yello, please.
    – Okay.

    – You owe me one.
    – I never sat on a barstool before.

    So squishy!

    Oh, look at this.
    It spins.

    – Yes.
    – Whoa, whoa, whoa!

    – That’s nice.
    – I feel sick.

    Are you having fun?

    Gonna check this off
    the ol’ bucket list, huh?

    – Big night for you.
    – What’s a bucket list?

    A bucket list is, uh…

    It’s a list of things
    you want to do in your life

    before you, well,
    kick the bucket.

    I’ve never
    kicked a bucket, either!

    Oh, I gotta make my list.

    Uh-huh. Mm-hmm.

    Oh, Sonic!

    Uh-huh.

    What? What’s the matter?

    There’s so much stuff
    I’ve never done.

    And now that I’m
    leaving Earth forever,

    I guess I missed my chance.

    Well, I guess
    this is the kind of place

    you could get a lot of living
    done in a short period of time.

    I suppose we can spare an hour.

    What? You’re gonna
    bucket-list with me?

    – Sure, why not?
    – You won’t regret this.

    Oh, I’m pretty sure I will.

    New high score!

    Yippee-ki-yay!

    Ah-ha!

    Wait a second,
    is this bull missing a head

    or does it have two butts?

    This is easy.

    – Okay.
    – Ha-ha! Yeehaw!

    I’m a cowboy, baby!

    I’m okay.

    Whoo!

    Whoo! Yeah!

    Ha-ha-ha!

    Yeah, yeah, laugh it up.

    Nice work, Romeo.

    Glad you’re having a good time.

    I am having a good time!

    I’m having the best time.
    I mean, what could go wrong?

    Uh…

    Can we help you?

    We don’t like
    your kind around here.

    Our kind?
    What kind is that?

    Hipsters.

    – How dare you.
    – Oh, hey. You know what?

    We were leaving anyway.
    Weren’t we?

    – There’s not a problem here.
    – No, no, no, it’s okay.

    No, no, no,
    we’re leaving.

    I know exactly
    how to handle this situation.

    Pop quiz, hotshot.

    You just picked a fight with
    a poorly disguised hedgehog

    who’s seen way too many
    action movies.

    What do you do? What do you do?

    Huh. Am I crazy?
    It’s supposed to break, right?

    Dink! Dink-dink!
    Break, please. Break, please.

    Break this bottle, please.

    – Please, please, please.
    – Uh, Sonic?

    Uh-oh!

    – Oh-ho-ho-ho!
    – Nice going!

    Thanks! It’s awesome right?

    All right, who’s next?
    Who wants some?

    Who do I get to beat up?

    Hey! Has anybody
    seen my waitress?

    Still waiting on
    those buffalo wings.

    Why, you!

    Ha-ha-ha!

    Uh-oh!

    Really?

    Olé!

    – So, should we get out of here?
    – Yeah, time to go.

    That was amazing!

    Wait a second.
    Did we even pay our tab?

    It doesn’t matter!

    Watch this, watch this.
    I always wanted to do this.

    – Get ’em!
    – See ya, suckers!

    I can’t say for sure,
    but I think they liked me.

    Come on!
    Don’t let ’em get away!

    – Oh, yes!
    – Yeah!

    – Yes!
    – Ouch!

    He got you pretty good.

    I’m all right.
    I’ve been hit harder.

    Did you see how much
    toilet paper I used?

    The next person that goes into that
    bathroom will have nothing to wipe with!

    The floors were sticky.
    The crowd was rough.

    And the odds
    were against us.

    But there was no stopping
    Donut Lord and the Blue Blur.

    Scratch another one
    off my list.

    You are a weird little dude.

    Mmm.

    Mmm.

    Mmm.

    Mmm.

    Okay.

    So what are we gonna do now?

    I’m gonna pass out watching TV.
    I think you should too.

    But this is my
    last night on Earth.

    I want to soak up
    every last second.

    All right, well, anything you
    can find to do in this room,

    you knock yourself out.

    Good times.

    Oh, come on.

    That’s awful.
    What did you eat?

    I think it’s called a chili dog?

    You might want to check
    your fur on that one, buddy.

    Hey. So, what’s this next planet
    you’re supposed to go to like?

    It’s no Earth,
    I can tell you that.

    There’s no people,
    just breathable air

    and giant mushrooms and stuff.

    Well, look at it this way.

    At least you won’t be
    the only “fun-guy.”

    No. Don’t ever do that again.

    I liked it.

    I’m really gonna
    miss this place.

    I know I have to
    leave Earth to be safe,

    but what if
    Longclaw was wrong?

    Maybe I could have a life here.

    All right.
    We should get some sleep.

    You sleep.
    Don’t worry about me.

    I’m gonna stay up all night
    enjoying Earth while I can.

    Sure, kid.

    As long as we’re
    on the road by 8:00.

    I ate a chili dog.
    That’s why my farts smell.

    Thomas Wachowski, accused of committing
    an act of domestic terrorism.

    Wachowski is considered
    armed and dangerous.

    Any information
    regarding his whereabouts

    should be reported to
    local authorities immediately.

    Did he say where he was going?

    Maybe. Maybe not.

    Like I’d ever tell you.

    Stand down, Agent Stone.

    This well-meaning citizen obviously doesn’t
    understand the urgency of the matter.

    Really?

    Now that’s
    what I call good cop, bad cop.

    Hoy!

    Left yourself open.

    Judging by the quickest route
    to San Francisco,

    the approximate
    speed of their vehicle,

    and local weather conditions…

    They should be…

    right about…

    here.

    – That’s brilliant, sir.
    – Thanks…

    for nothing.

    – So, what’s on your bucket list?
    – Who, me?

    Yeah. Everyone has
    a bucket list, right?

    Sure, but…

    I mean, you’re the one
    leaving Earth, and…

    I’m not planning
    on dying anytime soon.

    Don’t be so sure.

    Your best friend
    is a magnet for danger.

    Are you anointing yourself
    as the bestie?

    Mm-hmm.

    A little presumptuous, but…
    I mean… What, no…

    I like you, of course, but,

    you know,
    we’re not best friends.

    You tucked me in last night.

    Fine, fine, fine.
    Best animal friend.

    – That would be my dog, Ozzy.
    – Okay…

    let’s drop this increasingly
    humiliating topic of conversation.

    Bucket list.
    Give it to me!

    Okay, there is one thing.

    In Green Hills,
    I’ve always felt,

    I don’t know, more like a babysitter
    than a real cop, you know?

    So I want a chance to prove
    myself, under real pressure.

    I’m gonna move to San Francisco,
    become a street cop.

    And, I don’t know,
    see if I have what it takes.

    What?

    Why…
    Why is your face doing that?

    You’re leaving Green Hills?

    Okay.

    B-B-But why?
    Why would you leave Green Hills?

    This may be hard for you to understand,
    but Green Hills is a small town.

    It’s a very small town.

    Uh, it’s not small.
    There are hundreds of people.

    That’s a small town, dude!

    It’s a perfect town,
    and the people need you.

    Please.
    I clean out their gutters.

    I jump-start their cars
    in the winter.

    They could call anybody
    to do that.

    Sure, they can call anybody,
    but they don’t.

    They call you.

    Eeny, meeny, miny…

    mayhem.

    – You’re not making any sense.
    – Would you calm down?

    You come from a great town with
    great people and by my count,

    zero bad guys
    trying to kill you!

    Besides, what could possibly
    be more important

    than protecting
    the people you care about?

    – Look, I get your poi…
    – Whoa!

    Yeah!

    You know what?
    I was wrong about you.

    You’re not
    the Donut Lord at all.

    You’re more like the Jerk Lord.

    Have you noticed the harpoon
    stuck in our dash?

    Sonic!

    I was forced from my home.

    Your home is perfect,
    and you’re leaving it.

    Why would you do that?

    – Your body!
    – Oh, no, not again!

    Hey! Hold on!

    – Why?
    – Because I’m gonna do this.

    Sonic!

    Sonic!

    Guess I had a bonus life.

    Oh, yeah, baby!

    Sonic, one. Big Tank, zero.
    I’m sorry.

    – Did we get that on camera?
    – How are you not dead?

    I have no idea.

    – Do you see me dancing?
    – Yes, I saw you dance.

    Is that all you got?

    No, but thank you for asking.

    – Uh-oh.
    – Sonic! Get back in the truck!

    You go. I’ll catch up.

    Ha!

    I think that tank
    just had a baby.

    Incoming!

    – It’s my turn!
    – You just had one. It’s mine!

    Hey, stop fighting
    or I’m taking that thing away!

    Yeah, right, Dad.

    Where are you going?

    Just drive the car.
    I’ll take care of this.

    And if I don’t make it,
    just ditch me.

    You seem good at that.

    Hey, everyone!
    Welcome back to my livestream.

    Today we’re destroying robots.

    Step one.

    Yes, we did it!

    We did not do it.
    Who is this guy?

    Ever wonder where
    your tax dollars are going?

    My turn.

    Here, just keep us
    going straight.

    I put it in cruise control.

    I feel just like Vin Diesel.

    “It’s all about family, Tom.”

    Quick suggestion.

    Roll up into a ball
    and smash him with your body.

    Whoa! Where’d you
    learn how to drive?

    Here. In this truck.
    It’s happening as we speak.

    I can’t reach it.
    Bring him in closer.

    – What?
    – Bring it in closer!

    – Hit the brakes.
    – Oh, you mean this one?

    The other brakes!

    Ha-ha! Whoo!

    Oh!

    Give me a big, fat break!

    Aw, this one is cute.
    Let’s keep him.

    Aah!

    Oh, come on!

    How could something
    so adorable be so terrible?

    You’ve got car insurance, right?

    Buzz off.

    That doesn’t sound good.

    – No, beeping is bad. Get rid of it!
    – I’m trying.

    Throw it out the win…
    Throw it anywhere!

    – I can’t get it off.
    – All right, I’m pulling over.

    – Did I get it?
    – Nope.

    Here. Hold still.

    It’s going,
    it’s going…

    It’s still here.

    Get off me.

    Ha-ha! Nailed it!

    Sonic!

    No, no, no, no, no.

    Hey. Come on. You’re all right.
    Wake up. Wake up.

    Did we get ’em?

    Oh. No, there they are.

    They are real survivors,
    those two.

    Can we have a moment?

    Pin yourself
    to the wall.

    You know, I won’t miss you
    when you’re gone.

    Human beings are
    unreliable and stupid,

    and I care very little
    about them.

    But my machines are diligent,
    relentless.

    They’re everything to me!

    Huh?

    Mmm?

    Come on, buddy.

    You’re gonna be all right.
    You’ll be all right.

    – Is Maddie here?
    – No, no.

    – Not today. Goodbye.
    – It’s an emergency!

    – Bye-bye.
    – Rachel, stop! Maddie!

    Don’t do this.
    This is important.

    – Oh, my God! Rachel, let him in.
    – I am calling the police.

    No, I am calling the FBI.
    I am calling the CIA.

    – Stop. Don’t do that.
    – I am calling your mother.

    – Okay, got it.
    – Maddie, can we talk?

    Tom, what’s going on? You’re all over
    the news. I’ve been trying to call you.

    I had to ditch my phone
    so they couldn’t track me.

    – Ditch his phone?
    – Track you?

    – Uncle Tommy!
    – Jojo! Hey!

    Now your niece is
    an accessory to treason.

    – No, she’s not.
    – Calm down.

    Calm down?
    I will not calm down!

    – Enough.
    – Yes, calm down. Stop talking.

    No. Ozzy, please.
    Good to see you too.

    Oh, little Lord Baby Jesus.

    What is that, Tom?

    Is that plutonium?
    Is it e-mails?

    Yes, it’s plutonium.

    Can we please go in
    the other room and talk…

    Stop it, Ozzy. Quit it!

    This is why I told you
    he was no good.

    – I’m not engaging.
    – No, Ozzy, quit it.

    Ozzy, no! Ozzy, no!

    Oh, catch me, Jojo.

    Oh, thank God.

    Can I get a glass of water?

    I just thought
    you might like a latte

    with steamed Austrian goat milk.

    Who do I look like,
    an imbecile?

    Of course I want a latte.
    I love the way you make them!

    Ready the prototype.

    With this kind of power,

    my machines can finally reach
    their full potential.

    He’s gonna be okay, Jojo.

    Oh, thank God.
    He’s gonna be okay, right?

    I’m a vet, Tom. I don’t even
    know what I’m looking at here.

    He’s a hedgehog.
    Or so he says.

    – It talks?
    – Almost constantly.

    Okay.

    – Holy…
    – What?

    His pulse is super-fast.

    That actually
    might be normal for him.

    I don’t know.
    You gotta help him, Maddie.

    I don’t know his physiology.

    He doesn’t seem
    to have any broken bones.

    He’s just really banged up.

    Oh, look at
    his poor little feet.

    Hang in there, buddy.
    You’re gonna be all right.

    Jojo?
    Untie your mother. Jojo!

    Untie Mommy.

    Sweetie. Jojo!

    I have to go to the bathroom.

    – He’s gonna be okay, right?
    – Uh…

    He’ll snap out of this.
    He’ll wake up soon?

    Oh, smelling salts!

    Don’t you have, like,
    vet smelling salts,

    like for cats or parakeets
    or something?

    No. They don’t make
    cat smelling salts.

    – They should.
    – I have human smelling salts

    in my human first aid kit.

    Okay.

    – Here we go.
    – Come on, buddy.

    Gotta go fast!

    – Whoa.
    – Where am I? What year is it?

    Is The Rock president?

    Whoa, buddy, you’re okay.
    Calm down.

    Oh, hi, Pretzel Lady!

    Hi.

    – Tom?
    – Yeah.

    Can I talk to you, please?

    Space hedgehog, stay there.
    Try to rest.

    You got it.
    I am great at resting.

    I rest faster than anybody.

    Still talking.

    Uh, first of all,
    can we take a moment

    to acknowledge how
    under control I’ve been?

    – Amazing.
    – Didn’t freak out.

    – No.
    – Totally calm.

    – Thank you.
    – Ahh.

    Second of all…

    What the heck is going on?
    Is that thing an alien?

    Okay, so, remember how Crazy
    Carl is always going on

    – about the blue devil?
    – The blue devil!

    – That’s him? He’s real?
    – Yeah.

    What is he doing here?
    What are you doing here?

    I… kinda sorta…

    shot our little blue friend
    with your tranq gun.

    – No, you did not.
    – I didn’t mean to.

    This is kinda hard
    for me to explain.

    And it’s gonna sound
    a little bit crazy.

    He has to get to
    the Transamerica building,

    and I promised
    I’d take him.

    Uh-uh! Aliens?

    Maddie, your husband’s
    lost his mind.

    Use this as an opportunity
    to leave him.

    No one would judge you.

    So you won’t
    hurt your feet anymore.

    – Really?
    – Uh-huh.

    No one’s ever
    given me a gift before.

    I gotta check that
    off my bucket list.

    All right! Looking good!

    Okay.

    You said you wanted to help
    people in real trouble, right?

    Well, that’s what you’re doing.

    Blue alien hedgehogs still
    count as people. Right?

    – I think so too.
    – Yeah.

    – I think.
    – Okay.

    I love you.
    Did I tell you that already?

    I don’t deserve you.
    You know that?

    I know that.

    So, you’re supposed to be
    Tom’s best friend

    that he won’t shut up about.

    Well, I don’t see the appeal.

    Stop!

    That is very gross.

    – Hey.
    – Hey.

    So, my truck still runs,
    but it’s pretty much totaled.

    You think your sister would
    mind if we borrowed her car?

    You have got to be kidding me!

    – She’ll be fine.
    – Yeah, let’s do that.

    Mm-hmm.

    This is my house!

    Coming through!

    Whoa, whoa! Now this is my turn,
    and I go around you.

    Sorry! And…

    – perfect park.
    – What are you, crazy?

    Is there anything
    you didn’t hit?

    Why did we let the alien drive?

    Hey, I got us here.
    And please, five stars.

    – So, this is it?
    – That’s it. That’s your pyramid.

    Wow, look at that thing!

    What happens now?

    – Oh. He’s… gone.
    – Yep.

    No good. You need a special
    key to get to the roof.

    What now?

    Time for me to abuse
    the power entrusted to me.

    We got a jumper on the roof.
    Gotta get up there fast

    or we’re gonna have
    a human pancake on our hands.

    You came all the way
    from Montana.

    Yeah. That’s how serious it is.

    Okay.

    You just saved a life.

    How much longer?
    I can’t breathe in here.

    Hello?
    Anybody there?

    Do you have your child
    in that bag?

    No.

    I mean, yes, it’s a child,
    but it’s not mine.

    It’s not your child.

    Relax.
    I’m a cop, okay?

    Plus, he likes it in there,
    don’t you, buddy?

    Why would I
    like it in here?

    This is worse than the dog cage
    you had me in earlier.

    Such a kidder.

    – Okay.
    – No, I’m scared of the dark!

    Is anybody there?

    What were you
    keeping in this bag?

    A jar of pickled farts?

    All right.
    What are we looking for?

    This.

    Okay.
    What happens now?

    Now all I have to do
    is think of where I want

    the other end of the ring
    to appear, and I throw it.

    So that’s it?
    We did it?

    Yeah. We did it!

    Hey. Sorry we didn’t get to do
    everything on your bucket list, pal.

    It’s okay.
    I did the ones I needed the most.

    You two are so cute.

    – Oh, please. What?
    – We are not.

    No.
    We’re not cute.

    We are a couple of loose cannons
    just living by our own rules.

    Exactly.

    – Really?
    – Yeah.

    And our rules include
    expressing heartfelt emotions.

    If you say so.

    – Okay, then.
    – All right.

    – Um, you gotta go, right?
    – Yeah, I gotta go.

    I gotta go.
    We gotta go too.

    See… All right, bye-bye.

    Just one more thing.

    I’m sorry I was so hard on you.

    I know it’s a tough decision
    for you to leave Green Hills.

    Walking away from
    something you care about

    has to be painful.

    You’re not sure
    you really want to go, huh?

    I don’t want to go,
    but I can’t stay.

    As long as I’m here,
    I put everyone in danger.

    I can’t do that.

    I just want you to know that
    these last two days have been

    the best two days of my life.

    You know, I never
    thought I’d say this,

    but I’m actually gonna miss
    you, you little blue devil.

    I’ll miss you too,
    Donut Lord.

    Thank you.

    For what?

    For saving my life.

    Okay. Did someone leave
    their “Find My Phone” on?

    Welcome to San Francisco,
    Mr. Wachowski.

    Are you enjoying
    the clam chowder?

    It’s the government wack job
    who keeps trying to kill us.

    Unsuccessfully!

    Nice of you to swing by
    on your way to Comic-Con.

    Yeah,
    what are you wearing?

    It’s a flight suit,

    designed to modulate my body
    temperature and reduce drag.

    Yeah, and yet
    you still are one.

    Ooh-hoo! Good one.

    You are catching fire,
    Thomas.

    Oh, and speaking of heat,
    I see you’ve taken a lover.

    Does she have a name

    or should we just call her
    “collateral damage”?

    Hey, watch your mouth.

    Unless you want a little more
    of what I gave you earlier?

    I punched him
    in the face.

    Oh! He punched him right in the face!
    It was awesome!

    The time for talking is over!
    It’s time to push buttons.

    Your flying eggs are pretty
    impressive, Mr. Eggman,

    but let’s face it,
    you’ll never catch me.

    Confidence!

    A fool’s substitute
    for intelligence.

    – That’s not good.
    – Uh…

    Sonic, I know you got the
    super-speed and everything,

    – but Maddie and I…
    – Totally defenseless? Probably gonna get blown up?

    Pretty much, yeah.

    Don’t worry.
    I know exactly what to do.

    I was not expecting that.

    But I was expecting not to expect
    something, so it doesn’t count.

    Pew, pew-pew-pew,
    pew-pew-pew-pew!

    Oh!

    Come on!

    Come on, come on, come on.

    Whoa, whoa, whoa!
    No, no, no!

    Oh! Hi, Tom.

    Glad you’re here.
    Could use some help.

    Old Bessie’s about to give birth.

    Give me a minute.

    Aah.

    Can I give you one
    genius piece of advice?

    Don’t run.

    It’ll only hurt more if you do.

    And it’s bad for your joints.
    They’ve proved it.

    All right, Eggman.
    You wanna get fast?

    Let’s get fast.

    The hard way it is.

    That was an illegal left,
    by the way.

    So, here we are again.

    We’ve been through
    so much together.

    Now you understand why there’s
    a psychotic robot doctor

    chasing a supersonic
    blue hedgehog.

    Want to know how it ends?
    Yeah, me too.

    How is this possible?

    No one’s ever
    caught up to me before.

    Coming through!

    Sacrebleu!

    Excusez-moi, monsieur!

    Here we go.
    Room to open it up.

    I can’t lose him!

    If you can’t beat ’em,
    blind ’em.

    Lost visual contact.

    You’re not allowed up there!
    It’s one of the Seven Wonders!

    Get out of here!

    You’re an astonishing
    little creature.

    It’ll be fun to take you
    back to the lab

    for a litany of invasive
    exploratory procedures.

    Any last words?

    Guac. I like that word.

    I don’t have to tell you how
    many scientific breakthroughs

    have been made possible
    by animal testing.

    You’re being very selfish.

    Going my way?

    What the…

    Who the hell
    do you think you are?

    I’m the Donut Lord,
    you son of a…

    Autopilot, adjust.

    Why?

    Why would you throw
    your life away for this thing?

    That’s why I don’t have friends.

    Next thing you know,
    you’re somebody’s best man.

    They want to have
    the wedding out of town.

    Like nobody has anything
    better to do!

    Anyway, where were we?

    Oh, yes.
    You were about to die.

    That’s our sheriff
    you’re messing with.

    And our blue devil…

    who as everyone can see
    is a very real creature,

    and not at all invented by me.

    – Oh, careful.
    – Just… Just put it away.

    Tom?

    I don’t mean
    to be indelicate here,

    but someone should get some ice,
    keep the body fresh.

    He’s just a silly little alien.

    He didn’t belong here!

    That little alien

    knew more about being human
    than you ever will.

    His name was Sonic.

    This was his home.

    And he was my friend.

    He’s all yours.

    Everyone, get back!

    I think you have something
    that belongs to me.

    Whoa.

    This is my power.

    And I’m not using it
    to run away anymore.

    I’m using it
    to protect my friends.

    Ooh! Now you’ve done it!

    Guess what, Eggman?

    I’m not leaving Earth. You are.

    Donut Lord?

    – I told you, you got this.
    – Hey, we got this.

    – I think these belong to you.
    – Thank you very much.

    No more pushing people
    off of buildings.

    You know
    I can’t promise that.

    – You did pretty good, space hog.
    – Thanks, Donut Lord.

    You’re gonna have to explain
    this “Donut Lord” thing.

    Nope, sorry. That’s for me
    and the little guy. Right?

    – We got our thing, you got your thing with your… sister.
    – Oh, my God, my sister.

    Gotta go fast. Gotta go fast.
    Gotta go fast. Gotta go fast.

    Jojo, put on my Fitbit…

    so I can at least
    get some steps.

    We can never go back there.

    I mean, are we?

    ‘Cause it kind of feels like
    we’re home right now.

    Really?

    I kind of feel like
    I checked the “save a life” box

    off my bucket list.

    Now all I want to do
    is spend my life

    with the people
    I care about.

    I want to check that box.

    Okay, I like that.

    All right, everybody.
    Nothing to see here.

    Let’s disperse.

    Just another ordinary day
    in Green Hills.

    Carl,
    I’ll take that chain saw.

    Come on. Let’s go!

    You act like
    you’ve never seen a fight

    between an intergalactic space
    rodent and a robot with a doctorate.

    You got enough there?

    – Yes, Mr. Manager.
    – Need any more?

    You get that away.

    Mr. and Mrs. Wachowski?

    Yes?

    A token of appreciation
    from your government,

    for keeping quiet about recent
    incidents, which never occurred.

    Wow!

    – Wonder what it is.
    – Money to fix the house?

    – Letter from the President?
    – You’ll see.

    Okay.

    – Olive Garden.
    – Hmm, yeah.

    The way you said
    “You’ll see” made me think

    it was something better
    than the things we said.

    Have you tried their
    Never Ending Pasta Bowl?

    It never ends.

    – That sounds… fancy.
    – Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

    Well, thank you.
    We appreciate the gesture.

    Oh, hey. I guess we can close the
    file on that Robotnik guy, huh?

    Just disappeared.

    I’m sorry,

    but no such person exists
    or ever has existed.

    I wish that were true.

    You haven’t by any chance
    been in contact

    with a certain alien creature
    since the incident, have you?

    Uncle Sam would love
    to have a chat with him.

    Very casual.
    Brunch, perhaps.

    Oh, you mean
    the little blue guy.

    – Mmm.
    – No.

    – No, nothing. No.
    – Mm-mmm.

    – Doubt we’ll ever hear from him again.
    – Mm-mmm.

    Very well.

    Okay.

    – Thank you.
    – Great.

    Mmm.

    Yep.

    To be honest, I’m pretty
    pumped about the pasta bowl.

    So, do you guys wanna
    watch a movie or what?

    Sorry, buddy,
    it’s a school night.

    It’s time for you
    to go back to your cave.

    What?
    It’s 3:00 in the afternoon!

    You know how you get
    when you’re tired. Come on.

    Me? I’m not like anything.

    – You guys are so uncool.
    – Yeah, yeah, we know.

    Hey, buddy, where you going?

    You said I have to
    go back to my cave.

    We did.

    Oh, my… Are you kidding me?

    I can’t believe it.

    How did you…

    It’s… It’s all here.

    Look at this! Are you kidding?
    And the beanbag?

    No way!
    How did you even get this?

    And you got it all the way over…
    Oh!

    I love it, I love it,
    I love it, I love it!

    Well, welcome home.

    Thank you, so much.

    Oh, no, you don’t.

    No second-best animal friends
    allowed in my room.

    Wait. What are you doing?

    Stay away from me.
    Stop it!

    I’m warning you.
    I’ve got nunchucks!

    Hey, stop.
    Okay, you can stay.

    My grasp on sanity remains…
    absolute.

    Isn’t that right,
    Agent Stone?

    Why don’t you get a head start?

    Do some rock-connaissance.

    Rock-connaissance!
    Come on! That’s hilarious!

    What’s the matter with you?

    Here’s the “sitch.” Uninhabited planet.

    No resources, no supplies,
    no apparent way home.

    A lesser man would die here.

    I’ll be home by Christmas.

    Rock-connaissance!

    Come on! Cheer up!

    If these readings are accurate,
    he’s here.

    I found him.

    I just hope I’m not too late.