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She's gotta be Zoome enough.

The Signal of Strength.

- What?

- Tripp's Signal of Strength, remember?

The big climax from

Zoome Time Boom Time.

After he gets stuck

in the whirlpool of plaque,

SCUM agents take him prisoner...

And Tripp creates a signal that leads

the cloned rebels to where he is!

- She's brilliant.

- Dude,

if you don't ask her out, I will.

Now all we gotta do is find the signal.

Let's get some help.

Once again, you fail to strike even the

slightest chord of intelligent thought.

Tripp would never appear

in a community theater

production of Hamlet.

Shakespeare gives him hives.

Folks!

Your grasp of my argument is as

slippery as the vegetable-oil-soaked

waterslide Tripp slid down

to escape the zombies!

- Zoomers!

- No way.

- Way.

- Newbie.

- Flyboy.

- Zircon.

Thanks, bro.

All right, everybody, listen up.

Okay, I got some good news

and some bad news,

and they both lead to the same place.

Neal's in trouble.

- Big trouble.

- And we're gonna save him!

- Floss!

- Floss!

And Melissa.

Just what I need, clever kids.

You know,

I used to hear a voice that said

Trouble's coming

Better stay in bed

Then I even tried to run away

'Cause I didn't even know

my own strength

I was shocked

No, I couldn't believe

My world rocked

It was news to me

When I looked in the mirror today

I looked back and I heard me say

I gotta own it, breathe it

Live it like I mean it

There's a hero in me

It's all I wanna be

Is someone to rely on

Looks good on TV

Save the day

It's part of the routine

Out of my way

This is a job for me

There's a hero in me

It's all I wanna be

Is someone to rely on

Looks good on TV

Save the day

It's part of the routine

Out of my way

This is a job for me

There's a hero in me, yeah

There's a hero in me

The Signal of Strength!

From the uprising plot

in Zoome Time Boome Time?

Dad, it's a good, solid idea.

And it came from you.

I don't know. You really think it'll work?

I don't know.

I still have to figure out

how to send the signal.

But even Tripp says, "If you don't

even try, you'll just wonder why. "

You know

who said that first, don't you?

You did, when you were eight.

It was so smart, so innocent.

As soon as you said it,

I knew, "That's how Tripp thinks. "

Tripp? Wait, you're saying...

Melissa, where do you think

he comes from?

A writer is only as good

as his own experiences.

The ideas, the plots, the characters,

that's where they come from.

When you were born,

so was Tripp Zoome.

I hear whispering!

I don't like whispering!

So I'm in your books?

Sweetheart, you're everywhere.

You're in the plot. You're in the humor.

You're the heart.

You're my heart.

You're the reason I write, Melissa.

And I'd give it all up tomorrow

if it meant losing you.

What's buzzing, cousin?

How's our little book coming?

- It's coming.

- Good.

Good. Thanks to that firestorm

that's brewing outside,

sooner is gonna be much better

than later, for all of us.

You know,

there's something I don't get.

Why do you care what Skunk writes?

What, are you writing a book?

I'm kidding, it's a...

Look, I don't care what Skunk writes.

I care what your father re-writes!

But my book.

You said...

I said a lot of things.

Wait, did you actually think I gave

a hint of a hoot about your writing?

Please. The back of that cereal box

has a more interesting plot.

Look, the whole plan was, I needed his

writing so I could sell the manuscript

as a Neal Morris book.

The last Neal Morris book.

Okay, now we have a problem.

The last Neal Morris book means

the last Tripp Zoome book,

and the last Tripp Zoome book means

no more me, Tripp Zoome.

That is not okay!

We'll talk about this later.

Having your father start

with Skunk's verbal drool

was just a way to get you fools

to do the dirty work.

Talk about your "dumb thug" character.

Look, I'm not writing this book for you.

I think you will, big daddy.

Because until you do,

you won't see your little princess again.

Lock the girl in the bathroom.

Moe.

- Okay, look,

we didn't sign up for this.

Well, you signed up for something,

and that alone is worth five years in jail

for you, Maurice, and your little brother.

Now, do it.

Just come with me.

What? No!

Just come on. Just... Come on, just...

Here. Sorry.

Now let's discuss

our little deadline, okay, Neal?

All right, look, I'll do what you want.

Just don't hurt my daughter.

No signal in my sights yet, Wheeze.

Don't worry, she'll come through.

And then, we strike.

Okay, think, Melissa.

What would Tripp do?

Come on. Let's burn rubber, Dad!

Collectors don't actually care

if it's any good,

just that it's you who writes it.

You're pathetic, you know that?

I'll keep that in mind,

in case I ever care! Which I won't.

I really thought I was doing right.

I just wanted better for you, not this.

It's okay, Moe.

You helped me meet my hero.

He helped me write.

That's not so bad in my book.

"My book. "

This way!

Hey, hold up!

Coming behind you!

Barometric pressure rising.

Wind, one knot north-southeast.

Signal! I see the signal!

Move, move, move!

Guys! Guys, I can't see the signal.

I can't see the signal!

A little help here, please?

- Floss! Floss!

- Floss! Floss!

- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!

- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!

Hey, guys!

- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!

- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!

Floss!

All right, everybody,

let's flush them out!

That way, we control

where the flow goes.

You are so Zoome enough.

Super-stinky cheese bombs ready?

Ready!

- Aim!

Fire!

Let them have it!

All your cavalry's here! That's it!

Time to make tracks. I'll take him.

You two grab little sis.

Move it!

Hurry up!

What's the matter, Merv? Afraid?

Of a bunch of sun-deprived

bookworms? Please.

Eat grape juice, loser.

Come on! This will never come out!

Was that really necessary?

Floss!

- Run!

- Go get her! Now!

- Run to the top!

You had better hope

that she doesn't mess this up.

No, you better hope.

You don't know my daughter.

All right, Zoomers,

let's seal off the streets.

No one gets in or out. Move!

- Floss!

- Floss!

All right, it's you and me.

We're going in.

Slow down! We won't hurt you!

Like I'm gonna wait to find that out.

How about a little Slip-Slap Tripp Trap.

Hey, guys.

Impressive.

- You got the clue.

- Yeah, the Signal of Strength. Nice.

So what do you think? Waxed or mint?

Now, come on, Merv, don't you think

you're in a little over your head, here?

No. Once we get to my car,

we're home free.

You know, Skunk,

you're really not a bad writer.

I know. Just a bad guy, right?

How about a confused,

likable bad guy?

Come on, my dad.

Hand-holding. Finally!

Come on, guys, throw me a bone, here.

Tell me where they are.

Charge!

- This is my last suit! Make them stop!

I don't think I can do it!

I just don't get it! Your plots are so trite!

Give it up, Merv. It's over.

There's nowhere to go.

Okay, calm down. I think there's been

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