G-Force Page #2

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- The pose is cute.

- Is everything ready?

- Yeah, it's getting there.

Good. Feds won't be able to

shut us down with this evidence.

Does this make me look fatter?

- No. I think you look nice.

- How much longer, Speckles?

Just a few more touches to decode

Saber's crypto-system.

To access the information

on Darwin's PDA,

I have to factor a univariate

polynomial over a finite field.

OK. Hey, do I look fat in this?

I haven't worn a jacket since the prom.

You look very... sharp.

Whoo! Oh, yeah!

Huh! Huh!

"Because he's so not interested. "

What does that mean?

Men are like government bonds.

They take way too long to mature.

But if you're a woman

trying to make it in a man's world,

you have to learn to think

like they do and keep them guessing.

Candygram.

Juarez?

I heard over the wire

that you're interested.

I'm not interested.

That's not what you told Blaster.

Don't you get it?

I want him interested in me.

And he'll only be interested

if he thinks I'm not.

But you are interested?

- Of course.

- But not in me.

No, no, no. Because you know

you could have me,

which makes you not interested,

and that means I wouldn't be

interested in you even if I were.

OK, everybody, they're here.

G- Force, in your positions.

It's showtime.

Hello.

Director Killian?

I'm Ben.

Congratulations on becoming the

new task force director. That's neat.

Let's save the chitchat.

Time is money.

OK.

Many people don't know

that since the Civil War

animals have been used

to gather strategic intelligence.

Now, our work focuses on

developing communication

between humans and animals. Now, these

cockroaches right here have been trained

to carry microcameras

into surveillance zones,

which is, I think, really kind of neat.

Congratulations. Dr. Kendall, do you

mean to tell me that Homeland Security

is financing a roach motel?

This is a rodent.

Guinea pig, sir. Don't say that.

They get highly offended.

You know their DNA is 98.7 percent

identical to humans, right?

No. How would I know that?

So you'll notice the extremely

developed sense of motor skills.

That's because their brains

have close to a billion neurons,

and a trillion synapses.

That's a thousand times stronger

than any supercomputer.

It gives them exceptional, like,

eye-hand reflexes.

It's a video game.

Yeah. And there's something over here...

OK, we'll go over here.

You're really

gonna be amazed by this.

It's a language decoder.

It enables animals to talk to humans.

Without it, they sound like

normal animals. Go ahead, take a look.

You're Doctor Dolittle.

You talk to animals.

Talking to animals is the easy part.

Getting them to talk back,

that's the hard part.

- Darwin! Juarez! Blaster!

- So these guys are special agents?

Yeah, just like we're gonna be.

- Hey, how you doing?

- Whoa. That's impossible.

No, no, no. Finding something that

fits me off the rack, that's impossible.

Think that's something? Check out

Speckles. He's been decrypting the file.

- Who's Speckles?

- Our mole.

Star-nosed breed. Blind as a bat.

IQ off the charts.

He's lucky I found him.

- His family was exterminated.

- We're ready.

Last night, G-Force was able to get

some intelligence regarding

Project Clusterstorm.

You ran a mission

without my authorization?

Yes. We went to Saber's mansion and...

Wait a second, you broke into

Leonard Saber's house?

We accomplished in one night what

you guys couldn't do in two years.

And without a warrant. Holla.

Blaster, cool it.

I knew we were up for review, and I

wanted to show you what we could do.

All right, then show me. What'd you get?

Speckles, you're on.

- Darwin's PDA contains classified...

- Just open it.

What is it?

- A cappuccino machine?

- What? That's not right.

I downloaded the Clusterstorm file,

not plans for a coffee machine.

Oh.

- Right computer, wrong file.

- Darwin, what happened?

Specks, show them the Clusterstorm file.

Well, this is all we have. I'm sorry.

No, that's not it! It's about

global extermination. I saw it.

That's it, Kendall. Outside... now.

What a surprise.

The guinea pig mission didn't work out.

I'm shutting you down.

- You can't do this.

- Yeah, I can.

You performed an unauthorized infil,

compromised a two-year

undercover FBI operation,

and came out with the crucial intel

that Leonard Saber,

and stand by for this,

makes coffee machines.

This means we're in big trouble now.

- Shh! Callate ya!

... a bit drastic?

You have to admit,

I've done some amazing things

as far as animal intelligence in there.

Thanks to you, those rodents can speak.

But sadly that means they're now capable

of exposing the derelict activities

committed on my watch.

- Yeah, but I...

- No!

I'm not gonna take the heat

for this, Kendall.

I'm not going down in Washington

as the crazy gopher guy.

Dr. Kendall's coming with me.

Cage anything that moves.

- Cage? Oh, no!

- What about my team here?

Here's an idea.

Since they're guinea pigs,

why don't we use them as guinea pigs?

- What?

- Oh, no.

Uh-uh.

Guys, we've got company.

We've got to get out of here.

The document capsules. Let's move.

- Vamos.

- Leave the gear behind.

All right, we're going native.

Lock and load.

I always wanted to say that.

Let's go.

Sorry, Speckles.

Talking animal, dead giveaway.

- No! No, not my glasses.

- In you go. Let's go.

No. No.

It's OK. I'll be right behind you.

Now, Marcie.

Good luck, team.

Yeow! I love my job!

No! No!

Marcie, you tell Ben

the Clusterstorm file is on that PDA.

- And you tell him this isn't over.

- OK.

What we have here

is your classic case...

- Be quiet. I'll distract them.

... and overspending.

- Bye, guys. Have fun in the lab.

- Hey, hey!

- Would you put that down, please?

- Put it down.

It's not working. Come on. Come on.

- It's empty.

- Stealth hamsters.

A special coating on the fur.

Light bends around them.

Renders them invisible.

That is ridiculous.

We did see hamsters talk.

- Now, let me see now.

- Step aside.

What are you doing?

Why are you letting them out?

- What?

- Oh, my God! They're everywhere!

I don't see anything.

On the floor...

Be careful not to step on them.

Whoa!

- What was that?

- What was what?

There's no such thing

as a stealth hamster.

Be cool if there were, though.

Juarez, what's the situation?

FBI.

They got the whole lab surrounded.

I'll need to inspect your goods.

Let's go.

Yeah, 20 bags of Falfa Cravins.

Yes, I know.

- We can hide in here. Go, go, go!

- No, not the cage!

This facility's closed.

Get this delivery truck out of here.

- I don't do cages!

- Speckles, let go!

Great. Now we are locked in.

Whoa!

What do you think?

Is this the frying pan or the fire?

Let's all agree right now.

None of this goes on our resume.

This is Killian.

We're locking the building down, sir,

but the animals have all bolted.

If those animals bolted,

then I got a problem.

I want them all back,

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