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Same one as the Feds,

or are yours from a rival militia?

Wait, what Feds?

Men in Black were here

looking for the same thing.

Wanted to know who had bought them.

And did you tell them?

No, I refused and we shot it out.

What do you think? It's the Feds!

Thank you.

Mine! The cage is mine!

This is gonna be awesome.

I'm pretty sure this is

animal cruelty, but I love it!

Yeah!

Yeah!

This wheel doesn't work!

Strike!

- Ah!

- Ooh!

- Is that all you got?

- Ready to go for the record?

Maybe this would be a good time

for you to take your medication!

I feel the need... the need for speed!

Whoo-hoo!

Say cheese!

Whoa!

Excuse me! Coming through!

- Yeah!

- Yes!

- That was off the hizz-ook!

- Connor! Take out the trash.

OK.

- Now!

- I'm coming!

What do we have here?

You, my friend, suck.

I'm coming for you, Juarez. Whoa!

Whoa!

That's what I'm talking about!

Time for a joyride.

Yeah!

Get out the road, fool!

- Hey!

- Don't become roadkill!

I ain't used to driving stick!

- Oops! Not this time!

- Stop it. Stop it! Come back!

I'll come back when you're older

and put you in prison!

- Get over here!

- Don't go anywhere.

- I'll be right back.

- Finally!

Hi-ya!

- Juarez! Where are you?

- Connor, get him!

I have to save his fur again?

Juarez?

Juarez!

Yeah!

Woo-hoo!

I got you!

Why are you dressed like

"Guinea Pig Barbie?"

One more word and I'll turn you

into a small side of bacon.

Well, you are sizzling hot!

Connor!

Get this off of me!

Don't need that, or that, or that!

- Although, maybe this can stay.

- Juarez, you are fine china!

What exactly are we doing, anyway?

Two days ago, my team embarked on a

mission. Today, I'm gonna finish it.

My brother's a loon!

I love him, but he's...

Cake! Did I tell you I love cake?

Oh! Oh, I've heard of places like this!

They sell something called "layer cake!"

It's not just one cake,

it's many, in layers!

Often up to six!

Oh, it is the Holy Grail of human food!

I can't believe you're getting

so excited about cake. Coffeemaker!

That's the same coffeemaker

that was on the Clusterstorm file.

Hurley, I got to check out

that coffeemaker. Stay close.

Fifty billion rodents in the world,

and I get stuck with this guy.

Whoa.

I hope you're keeping track

of all these parts.

Don't watch me. Watch my back.

Right now, you're my eyes and ears.

Just act natural.

- OK. Sure.

- Look, Daddy!

Hi there. Hi.

- That wasn't very convincing.

- Hurley, do you know what this is?

Yeah, I'm pretty sure

it's called vandalism.

This is a military grade,

multiple array transceiver

developed for the military's

Unmanned Weapons Program.

Sorry, I tuned out there.

What were you saying?

I gotta get this chip back to Ben's.

OK, that's weird.

Hurley, duck!

Stay down!

Whoa!

I've heard coffee's bad for you,

but this is ridiculous!

Come on, move it!

- Why are we stopping?

- We're gonna fight it.

We're gonna do what?

We have to get that chip.

Whoa!

Good luck with that!

Uh-oh.

- Suck in your gut!

- I am!

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Darwin!

Hang on, Hurley!

Yippee-ki-yay, coffeemaker!

Watch out, bro!

You want some of this,

you overgrown can opener?

Don't think the warranty

is gonna cover that.

Oh, brother. I thought I lost you there.

OK, thanks Hurley! Boundaries!

Talk about a killer cappuccino.

What is this thing?

This is Clusterstorm.

Saber must be weaponizing

his entire line of appliances.

We have to get this back to Ben's.

How are we gonna do that?

Hey, bro? You have to admit,

we make a pretty sweet team.

I could get used to all this

"secret agent" stuff

if you're ever looking

for a new recruit.

Hurley, just be quiet and lean right.

Look who I found out back.

- Blaster! Juarez!

- Darwin! You made it.

- Hurley, what are you doing here?

- Hey, guys!

Hurley, up high. Down low. Too slow.

Wait a minute. Where's Speckles?

Speckles didn't make it.

- What do you mean, he didn't make it?

- He was gonna break out

and engineer our escape,

but then the mission went bad.

He got crushed in a garbage truck.

- Oh, Speckles. Jeez.

- He sacrificed himself for us.

This is all my fault.

Ben, there's nothing you could've done.

No, I could've told you the truth

of who you really are.

Darwin, I misled you.

The truth is,

you're not genetically engineered.

Any of you.

I should've never... should've never

sent you out into the field. It's...

So we are not special at all?

No engineering? No enhancements?

We're just common, ordinary rodents?

I wanted you guys to think of yourselves

as more than just balls of fur

waiting for your next pellet.

Well, maybe you can

explain that to Speckles.

Ben, we need to know.

Tell us who we are.

OK, you guys want to know?

Juarez, we rescued you at a

roadside tapas stand in the Pyrenees.

I guess there

you're some kind of, you know, delicacy.

Ai-yai-yai.

Blaster, we found you

at a cosmetics company.

They were testing, you know, some kind

of hair gel for allergic reactions.

And Speckles we found...

...you know, right before his

home was dug out to build a golf course.

And, Darwin, I...

I purchased you at a pet store.

Your parents abandoned you

because you were the runt of the litter.

I was a runt? What do you mean?

I never even had a chance.

This is Carter.

OK, we're on it.

Dispatch just got a report of two giant

hamsters riding a skateboard on Pacific.

Let's finish this.

You were right all along. I am just an

average, everyday pet store guinea pig.

Since when did you

start listening to me?

My parents didn't even want me.

Look, Darwin, you saved us from

the dogs, you defeated the Terminator,

read the stars like a map

and got us here.

I couldn't have done any of that.

Do you have any idea how many guinea

pigs could've done all those things?

I mean, literally, like three.

And they're all in this room.

Yeah, you're right.

I may not be genetically engineered,

but I'm no house pet, either.

Hey team, come over here. Listen up.

What Ben did was right.

He wanted us to believe in ourselves.

And we did believe.

We still have our training,

our abilities.

Blaster, you're a graduate

of West Point.

Yeah, correspondence course.

Yeah, whatever. And Juarez, how many

hours have you put in on that simulator?

Two hundred... thousand.

Uh!

I helped with the tire!

We may be guinea pigs,

but we're not ordinary. We're special.

I still believe in us,

even if nobody else does.

I believe.

I believe.

I've always believed.

Ben, we don't have much time.

That coffeemaker's no coffeemaker.

When I tried to disconnect this chip,

it came alive and it attacked us.

It was so gnarly!

If I hadn't been there to take

cover fire for Darwin, who knows...

Oh!

The Sabersense microchip

caused it to transform.

Ben, Sabersense and Clusterstorm

are the same thing.

And if every Saber product

in the world has that chip,

that means that every appliance on Earth

is gonna be a killing machine.

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