Team Hot Wheels: The Origin of Awesome!

(EAGLE CRIES)

- Hmm...

- (DISTANT RUMBLING)

Eh?

Huh?

(ROARS)

(SCREAMING)

- Morning.

- Morning.

- Morning.

- Morning.

LINCOLN:
Forescore.

GAGE:
Muffler.

RHETT:
Muffler!

- Wrench.

- Wrench!

- Tire.

- Tire!

- Stopwatch.

- Stopwatch!

Fast. But not fast enough.

Is anything ever fast enough for you, Gage?

You know, buddy, sometimes,

you got to slow down to enjoy life, man.

"Slow"? (SCOFFS)

Never heard of it.

Man, Larry's gonna love

what we did with our go-karts.

You sure about that?

- Hiya, boss!

- 'Sup, Larry!

If you boys are fixing

to drive these things,

we got to do a go-kart safety check!

- Did you tighten the lug nuts?

- BOTH:
Yep!

- Did you check the oil?

- BOTH:
Yep!

Did you prime the perilous piston

pro-tire power pump?

BOTH:
Yeah... Uh...

Larry, did you just make that up?

Yep! (LAUGHING)

Sorry, boys. Sometimes my imagination

gets me into trouble.

And don't you forget it!

Who's he talking to?

I have no idea.

Yup, these go-karts are looking real cool!

WYATT:
Did somebody say cool?

Whoo-hoo! Yeah!

That right there is gonna be July

on Wyatt's calendar of moi.

Brandon! Did you get the shot?

Yup, from every angle.

So who wants to buy a moi calendar?

I'll buy them all

if you promise not to make any more.

You ready to ride, Gage?

I'm always ready, Wyatt.

Oh, yeah?

Well, I was born ready, Gage.

Oh, yeah? Well, I was born readier, Wyatt.

Oh, yeah? Well, uh...

Stop saying my name so much, Gage.

Enough jibber-jabber!

All you two do is argue!

Imagine what you could do

if you worked together.

Like me and Rollie!

Sure, we have our differences.

For one, he's a dog.

And two, he's got wheels for feet.

But in the end, we put them aside!

Isn't that right, boy?

(GROWLING)

- (WHIMPERS)

- (LAUGHING)

Good boy!

All right. You boys have a blast out there!

Someone's gotta spice up this town.

Hilly Woodlands needs way more than spice.

The odds of there being

a more boring place on Earth are...

(DEVICE PINGS)

...zero in a million.

Maybe our town's

not the most exciting place in the world,

but it gets just a little bit better

every time we ride.

Brandon, did you put up

your ultra hi-tech roadblock device again?

Uh...

- (HORNS HONKING)

- (PEOPLE CLAMORING)

Yeah.

Then let's ride!

Have fun, boys.

Got a feeling you will. (SNICKERING)

Out of the fast lane!

Om. Be the go-kart.

Om. Be the left turn.

Om. Be the feet.

BRANDON:
Aqua-wheels, engage!

Wyatt-style detour, baby!

Yee-haw!

Yoo-hoo!

Wyatt, honey!

Hi, Gammy Gram!

I love you, Gammy Gram!

Gammy Gram loves you, too!

(LAUGHING)

Hey, nobody laughs at my Gammy Gram!

Look out!

(COUGHING)

Hmph!

Way to make us crash, Wyatt!

You watch your mouth, Gage!

I'm the best driver in this here town!

(BOTH ARGUING)

There they go again.

I know, right?

If only Wyatt could admit

that Gage is a better driver.

(CHUCKLES)

No, statistically, Wyatt is clearly better.

- Gage!

- Wyatt!

(ALL ARGUING)

Something awesome this way comes.

(COUGHING)

(CREAKING)

Did you see him? Did you see Rev?

- Rev?

- Who's Rev?

- How'd he do this?

- Get in!

There's no time to waste,

except for about, uh, seven seconds!

(TICKING)

Okay, now there's really no time to waste.

Come on, come on.

Get inside! Get inside!

(SNORING)

Larry, what's going on? Who's Rev?

And how does he make that Orange Track?

And when is he gonna make more?

And why do you have so many locks?

Oh.

I'll tell you. Rev.

Rev was my protg!

(ALL GASP)

Dude, what's a protg?

He used to work at the garage,

just like you boys.

And you know that sweet car

he's driving around?

Well, it's my sweet car!

And it's got a very special engine.

An engine that poops out Orange Track?

It poops out more than that.

Look!

We're reporting live from Hilly Woodlands

where things have gone absolutely crazy!

There's a giant pigeon

terrorizing the school!

(ALL GASP)

Oh, no! The giant pigeon

is now eating people!

Oh, the humanity!

- Hey, they're okay.

- (PIGEON FARTS)

- (ALL GASP)

- ELLIOT:
Ooh, never mind.

Well, things aren't any better

over here, Elliot!

The mini-putt is in the midst

of a volcanic eruption...

(SCREAMS)

Forescore!

Get your paws off me, you brute!

I voted for you!

Gammy Gram!

FEMALE NEWS REPORTER:

Elliot, I can now confirm

that, yes, there is a giant Abraham Lincoln

making a log cabin out of old people!

- Oh, no!

- My back!

We gotta stop this!

Sadly, there's nothing we can do

about the damage already caused,

the havoc already wreaked,

or the underpants already wetted.

Not even yours, Rhett.

(GULPS) How did you know?

All you can do now is stop Rev.

Uh, Larry? By "you," do you mean us?

Of course I mean you!

And I'm about to show you how.

(ALL SCREAMING)

Now let's see. Which one is it?

No. No.

Hmm-mmm.

Ah-ha!

Now, it goes without saying

that you can never speak of this to anyone.

Because I do have the technology

to erase your brains completely!

Nah, I'm messing with you.

(LAUGHING)

(RELIEVED SIGHS)

But I do know a guy.

(ALARM BLARING)

Behold!

The automotive playground of your dreams!

(BOYS EXCLAIMING)

In here, we can create

anything we can imagine!

From supercharged jet engine cars,

to super-duper charged rocket fuel cars,

to miles of twisty, loopy,

corkscrewy Orange Track!

And if that's not enough for you,

feel free to relax and rejuvenate

in our full-service automotive spa,

complete with aromatherapy treatments.

Hello. My name is (STAMMERS) Jerry.

Would you like a refreshment?

Yes, thank you, (STAMMERS) Jerry.

(LAUGHING)

Sorry, Rhett.

Jerry's an older invention of mine,

so he's a little buggy.

Now, most of the stuff I created

is pretty awesome.

But, in the wrong hands,

some of my inventions

can be very dangerous!

Like my greatest creation of all,

the Cloud Engine,

which runs on liquid imagination.

Larry, that is so not possible.

Neither is this.

You see, my Cloud Engine

creates the most perfect

racing surface known to man.

Sleek Orange Track!

But if the wrong mind wields that power...

Well, you saw the pigeons.

So this Cloud Engine

can make giant mutant pigeons, and...

Awesome orange race track?

That's right.

But then Rev stole my Cloud Engine.

Now he's going around

imaginating anything he pleases.

Imagi... What now?

Imaginating. Verb, meaning "to imaginate. "

I got an A+ in made-up words class.

So how do we stop the, uh,

imagi-junk that hurts Gammy Gram?

But keep the awesome Orange Track?

We have only one hope of stopping Rev.

And it's this!

The Hydrator Ray!

Powered just like the Cloud Engine.

But what's it do?

Jerry, bring in the go-karts!

- Thanks, Jerry!

- Beverage.

That's Jerry for you.

Okay, contestants,

who's ready for the big prize?

So, what do you think?

(LAUGHING)

Suit up, boys, 'cause playtime is over!

I don't want no joyriding,

drag racing, lowriding,

or taking the chickies to make-out point.

Little help.

LARRY:
Separate,

you are four seriously skilled racers.

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