All language subtitles for Big Hero 6 s01e04 Freds Bro-Tillion.eng

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Lucky Cat special,
funny-side up.

Aw, it's so cute.

I don't like my breakfast cute.

(whispers)
The eyes, they follow you.

Um, I think that's
why Fred likes it.

-(clanking)
-Come on! Work! (grunts)

Maybe it's time
to replace it.

I wish I could just buy
a new one,

but they're too expensive.

Remind me never
to mess with her.

(rattles)

There, fixed.

Oh!

Baymax:
I suggest you back away.

Oh! Watch out! Sorry.

(cat yowls)

I will get it.

I have got it.

Uh, well,
maybe I can fix it?

(rattles, hisses)

(thunks)

Can we still call it
a coffee shop if we don't serve coffee?

Fred's eggs
didn't make it.

Wait.
Where is Fred?

Baymax:
Scan indicates, Fred is not here.

Should we be
worried?

We could worry
or we could call him.

-(phone rings)
-Or he could call us.

Guys, emergency!

Help now!

(file rasping)

Baymax:
This does not appear to be an emergency.

Baymax:
Hello, I am famous.

(theme music playing)

♪ Whoa-oh ♪

♪ Whoa-oh ♪

♪ Whoa-oh ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, whoa-oh ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, whoa-oh ♪

-So, Fred, uh, what's wrong?
-This better be good.

If you're lookin'
for someone to cut your toenails,

the answer is no, never again.

That hangnail was
majorly infected, okay?

A man can't operate on himself.

Freddie, why are we here?

Because it's here.
There's no escape. There's no hope.

All right.
Drama king,

explanation, now.

It's my bro-tillion.

-What'd he say?
-He's reptilian?

Oh, something
with his costume.

No, Bro. Bro-Bro-Bro.

-Bro. Bro.
-Heathcliff. Translation?

The time has come
for Master Frederick's bro-tillion,

a grand gala
held in his honor

where he will be
formally presented to the city's monied elite.

-Fred, translation?
-It's a stuffy party where I have to stuff myself

into a stuffy suit
and talk to stuffy people about stuffy things.

And that's not even
the worst part.

And then there's... Binky.

I do not have any data
on... Binky.

Beverly Samantha Mole,

aka, Binky.

The reigning queen
of San Fransokyo's snob society.

She's rude.
She's arrogant. She's--

Quite insufferable.

Not at all down to earth
like you, madam.

Which is why everything
must be perfect.

-Right, dear?
-Right, Mom.

Why does your mom care
what this Binky lady thinks?

Well... there was the time
I defaced priceless art.

In my defense, the concept
of priceless art was still new to me.

Binky, wait!

-Then, there was
the monkey incident. -(monkeys screeching)

In my defense,
the monkeys looked up to me as their leader.

Binky, wait!

Fred:
And I'm still not allowed at the yacht club.

In my defense--
Well, I don't really have a defense for that one.

Binky, wait!

-Wow.
-Yeah, wow.

I can't let my mom down again.

You guys have to help me.
I need to become a proper young gentledude,

and I need to do it by Saturday.

Saturday?
Which Saturday? This Saturday?

Okay. We can do this.

You've already taken care
of personal grooming, your mom's handling wardrobe,

-what's next?
-Preparing for the moment I fear more than anything...

the dance.

That really wasn't worth
the dramatic pause.

Yeah-huh.

Uh, don't worry, Fred.
I got this.

Ba-da-la-la-la-la.

Allow me to introduce, Baymax.

Now with dance mode.

(gum pops)

Five, six, seven, eight.

(bright music playing)

(Irish music playing)

-(disco music playing)
-Huh?

(hip-hop music playing)

The Robot. Really?

Baymax:
The waltz.

Your arms go here and here.

Well, this is kind of nice.

-I will lead. Ready?
-Ready?

-Step, side.
-Whoa, wait.

-Which side?
-Very good.

-Step, side.
You're movin' real fast. -Step, side.

-Uh, step, side, close.
-Step...

Terrible news, Frederick.

Avalanche
on the family mountain.

Of course, your father
is leading the search party.

So, my party's off?

Don't even joke about that.

Madam, more terrible news.

-The caterer has canceled.
-What? No! No!

Did you tell him I--
I would pay him obscenely?

-Of course.
-Oh, this cannot be happening.

Come, Heathcliff, we have
to find another caterer

or the bro-tillion
will be ruined.

I'll be ruined!

Mm... Be right back.

This is a disaster.
All the best caterers are committed.

What am I going to do?
No canapes, no crudites.

(gasps) Oh, Binky's going
to have a field day.

Maybe not.
You know, it just so happens I know of a hot new caterer.

-You do?
-Oh, yeah.

Totally undiscovered gem.

Does this undiscovered gem
have references?

References?
You mean, living in the past?

Look, she's not some
stuffy old caterer making the same stuffy old stuff.

She's exciting.
She's hip.

You'd be
on the cutting edge.

Me, on the cutting edge?

Oh, that would make
Binky's blue blood boil.

Hiro, you are a lifesaver.

-(phone beeping)
-Guess what, Aunt Cass?

You're gonna be able to buy
that new espresso machine.

You have done catering
before, right?

(waltz music playing)

It's hopeless.
I can't do it.

You know who else
thinks you can't do it?

Binky Mole.

Are you gonna let her
be right?

Or are you gonna be
on the cutting edge?

On the cutting edge of what?

I don't know.
It worked on your mom.

The point is, you're going
out there on Saturday

to show Binky Mole
what you're made of--

that you're Frederick
Frederickson the Fourth

and you're not afraid
of anything.

Well, spiders, a little.
I mean, not debilitating.

Hiro:
Fred.

Oh, okay.
Get over here, Mr. Marshmallow.

We gonna waltz now.

Oh!

(stately piano music playing)

Ooh, look. A panda.
Look at his little face, isn't he cute?

I named him Parker.

And that kitten over there?
That's Rodrigo.

Isn't he adorable?

Honey Lemon, don't get
emotionally involved

with the hors d'oeuvres.

Okay, guys.
Get out there and circulate.

Leave no mouth unappetized,

no hand unbeveraged,

and most importantly,
have fun.

(breathes deeply)

Uh, excuse me! Coming through!

(chattering)

Can I interest you
in a cute panda?

Or perhaps
an adorable kitten?

-(crunching)
-Parker...

-Told you.
-Ah! Huh?

(sputtering, hissing)

(reinflating)

Up-up-up.
Don't forget a napkin.

You're welcome.

Hello.
I am Baymax.

Your recent rhinoplasty

is approximately
73.9 percent healed.

I thought you said
it wasn't obvious.

Good evening, all.
Thank you for coming.

It is with great pride
that I introduce

the bro of the hour,
my son, Frederick.

-(applause)
-(piano music playing)

Fred:
Binky.

-Baymax, help.
-(tray clatters)

I forgot the steps.
My mind is blank.

Everything is swirling
around me.

Your symptoms indicate
acute anxiety.

I recommend
deep calming breaths.

(breathing deeply)

Oh, no.
Now you are hyperventilating.

Breathe,
into this.

(breathing deeply)

It's not working.

It feels like
the whole room is shaking.

(rattling)

(rumbling, clattering)

-(screaming)
-Guys? What is that?

(steam hisses)

Greetings, San Fransokyo.

It is I,
Baron Von Steamer.

I was a pretty well-known
villain in my day.

No? Steam? Steamer?

Nobody remembers?

Ah, well, I guess
there's not room

in your fancy
pocket-vest telephones for history.

-(feedback whines)
-This is a private affair, sir, and you did not RSVP.

I did not RSVP,

and I didn't bring a guest,
but I am taking one--

Frederick Frederickson
the Fourth!

Wait. What? Does this mean
I don't have to dance?

-Help!
-(screaming)

(clattering)

Here you go.
And one for you. Lucky Cat Catering.

Tell your friends.

Binky, wait.

There's a perfectly good
explanation for all of this, I think.

Binky, come back!

Wow. A super-villain crashed
my bro-tillion.

Yeah. A super-villain
crashed your bro-tillion.

Protect Fred.

Hiya!

-(steam hissing)
-(laughing maniacally)

Scanning...

Huh?

(grunting)

(gasps)

-(steam hisses)
-Honey Lemon!

-(steam hisses)
-(grunts)

We need our gear.

Baymax:
Steam is hazardous. It can cause third-degree burns.

That is the ambition
of the weapon, pale dirigible.

(steam hisses)

Baymax:
That is hot.

He melted my face?

A bro should not have to see
his own face melted.

Wasabi:
Don't look at it!

(piano clatters)

(grunts)
Aw, come on!

Ah, young Frederick.

You have grown
since the baby child

you presumably were
at one point.

So, I'm guessing
you two haven't met.

I think I'd remember.

You are the spitting image
of your accursed father.

Whoa. What the--?

Oh! Guys? Help!

-Hiro: Wasabi!
-(Steamer laughing manically)

Let him go!

Hmm?

-I'm not Fred.
-Silence, prisoner!

Tell Boss Awesome
he has until midnight to surrender

if he ever wants to see
his precious baby child again.

-(laughing maniacally)
-'Kay, not sure which way your creepy laugh

is coming from.
Could you cackle again, please?

Steamer: No!

-He got Wasabi.
-I think the super-villain thought he was me.

Super-confused-villain.

I'm also confused.
Who's Boss Awesome?

Your dad was
a superhero?

Named Boss Awesome?

'Twas the '70s.

Fred, you sure
we should be in here?

No, but Dad's halfway
around the world in Switzerstan.

We can keep a secret.

(clears throat)
I'm glad somebody can.

Uh, hey, Dad.

Hi, Mr. Frederickson.

Do you mind telling me
what you and you friends are doing

in my secret superhero den?

Well, we're at my bro-tillion,
then this guy Steamer shows up--

-Baron Von Steamer?
-Yeah. That's the one.

I can't believe
he's still in the game.

He was old back in the day.

Well, he's back.
For revenge.

Of course he is.
He was my arch-nemesis.

Sir? He captured our friend.
Any idea where he would take him?

He had multiple hideouts,
as I recall.

But he did have a couple
of favorites.

Hit that button there.

(beeps, buzzes)

The lights indicate
the locations

of Steamer's old lairs.

Can't be that one.
It's a Noodle Burger now.

Yep, and that's a Noodle Burger,
that's a Noodle Burger, Noodle Burger,

and another Noodle Burger.
Oh, wait. No, no. You know what?

-That's a Yaki Taco.
-So the only two that aren't Noodle Burgers,

the abandoned subway station
and the old ironworks.

They're on opposite sides
of the city.

-Great.
-We'll have to split up.

-Classic.
-(growling)

Finally!
After all these years, I will get my revenge.

I will best my mortal enemy

by taking the thing
he treasures the most.

(laughs)
His offspring, his heir,

his baby child!

For nigh upon half a century,
your father and I have clashed.

My condolences, baby child.

For tonight,
Boss Awesome will perish.

Look, scary steam guy,
I have no idea who Boss Awesome is

but I can assure you,
I am not his baby child.

(laughs)
That's exactly what your father would want you to say.

What? No.
You're not listening to me.

I'm not Fred.
You got the wrong guy.

Save your breath, Frederick.

If your daddy doesn't show,
it could be your last.

My last breath?
No, no, no, no, no. I have lots of breaths.

Watch.
(inhaling, exhaling)

Steamer:
Salutations, nosy interlopers.

You have made the grievous error
of transgressing on the lair of Baron Von Steamer.

-(clatters)
-Thanks, Baymax.

Booby-trapped.
Old timey booby-trapped, but, uh, still, booby-trapped.

I will search
for more booby traps.

Whoa, hold on.

I'm picking up a heat signature.

-Could it be a furnace?
-Do furnaces typically move?

Not typically.

It is moving... toward us.

Rapidly.

It's another booby trap!

Oh, no.

(horn blares)

(horn blaring)

I suggest we leave.

-That was unfortunate.
-Baymax. Power lift.

(horn blaring)

(debris clattering)

Baymax:
You are safe now.

(coughs)
Thanks, Baymax.

Steamer:
Salutations, nosy interlopers.

Where is he?

You have made
the grievous error of--

-(thuds)
-error... error... error... error...

Baymax:
Baron Von Steamer is not here.

error... error... error... er--

We need to get
to the old ironworks, fast.

(squeaking)

Well, this place
is disgusting.

Yeah.
Steamer really nailed it.

Honey Lemon:
Guys, look!

It's Rodrigo.
He made it.

Wasabi's leaving us
a trail.

Hmm... hmm...

(crunching)

Oh, I'm sorry.
Did you wanna eat this?

(whimpers) Rodrigo.

Steamer:
Boss Awesome thinks he's so special.

-Boss Awesome
thinks he's the bee's knees. -Ugh, of course.

Tonight, Baron Von Steamer
is the bee's knees!

-(whimpers)
-(cage creaking)

(grunts)

(beeps)

Ah!

(grunts)
Oh, no.

(shatters)

Oh, yes.
Midnight is nigh, my captive buffoon,

and your daddy's not here.

I'm not Fred,
and my daddy's an orthodontist.

Steamer:
Nice try, baby child.

Fire up the ironworks!
(laughing manically)

Aah! No! Up! Stop! Aah!
Well, what if I say I am?

-Fred?
-Super jump!

Aren't you supposed
to be saving me? Aah!

(yelping) Okay! Okay!

(grunts)

You can open your eyes now.

Not ready yet.

(growls)

Millennial!

Uh, did he just give up?

I think we should
get out of here now.

-Could not agree more. Aah!
-(alarm blares)

(Steamer laughing maniacally)

Go Go:
What is that?

Fred:
Hey, guys, I lied.

My fear of spiders
is debilitating.

Where is Boss Awesome?
You're not bosses, or awesome.

Watch out!

So it's a spider,
with a hammer.

Go Go: I don't see
what this thing... (grunts)

...has to do with steam.

Steamer: Well, you can't tell
from the outside, but it's steam powered.

I guess we'll have
to take your word for it. (grunts)

There you are,
baby child Frederick.

Uh, Fred, you wanna
say somethin' right now?

(hyperventilating)

(shattering)

Run, Wasabi!

Aah!

Oh!

-Hiro: Gotcha!
-Huh?

How many of you are there?

Baymax, am I glad
to see you.

Scanning. You are unharmed,
but damp.

Yeah, well, it's hot in here.

And I, uh, maybe...
peed myself a little.

Oh?

That's it. (grunts)

Hiro:
Baymax, look out!

(Baymax grunts)

Hiro, are you injured?

Fred.

Huge spider, so big,
so many legs.

Oh, no. Everybody?

Come on, Fred.
You can do this.

That's it! You wanted
Frederick Frederickson

the Fourth and here I am,

in a lizard costume.

Wait. You're Frederick?

Ah, yes, I see the resemblance.

You scoundrel.
How dare you impersonate a Frederickson.

Yeah, that's what I was doing.

At last,
I will exact my revenge

by defeating my arch-enemy's
little baby child.

Listen, Steamer.
Today is my bro-tillion.

Today, I'm not a baby child,
I'm a man child.

-(waltz music playing)
-Step! Side!

Huh?

Step! Side!

Steamer:
Hold still, you fidget!

Cease your prancing!

Stop melting my legs!

Step! Side! Waltz! Kaboom!

(waltz music ends)

You crashed
the wrong party, Steamer.

(groans)

Steamer:
It appears you have bested me, Frederick,

but I will have my revenge.

Villainy defies gravity!

-(thunks)
-(pneumatic hissing)

Eventually!

(music thumping)

Hiro, do you see?
All these are catering jobs.

I'm booked solid!

I love this new
espresso machine.

(rattling)

-(yelps)
-(steam hisses)

See? This is nice.

(gasps)

(sighs)
What's his name?

Sienna.

-(waltz music playing)
-May I have this dance?

Do you think Binky's
havin' a good time?

Your stress level is elevated.

Would you like a hug?

I'm sorry my bro-tillion
got ruined, Mom.

I know how much
you wanted to impress Binky.

Oh, I don't know.
I like this one better.

It's much more you.

Besides, I think it's time
we both stopped worrying

about what Binky thinks.

I'm so proud of you, dear.

Back at you, Madre.

(waltz music ends)

(theme music playing)

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