Original subtitles

I come from the net, through systems, people, and cities, to this place.

Mainframe.

My format?

Guardian. To mend and defend.

To defend my newfound friends, their hopes and dreams.

To defend them from their enemies.

They say the user lives outside the net and inputs games for pleasure.

No one knows for sure, but I intend to find out.

Reboot!

Low

clock

speed or what?

He's enveloped. He's combined.

He's trapped.

He's trapped, yeah.

I don't think so.

I hate when this happens. It's like a reckoning. It's your fault, and I hate

Where's my arm? Sorry, guys. End program.

Better luck next cycle.

Bob, all I ask is a simple favor, and you put us through all this.

Why?

Because I never do favors for slime?

I don't know. It's just a theory.

You're only making things difficult for your friends.

My friends? What do they have to do with anything?

I need you at Dots! It's terrible!

There's a new one. Dots is down.

Right.

The situation she's ridiculous!

I am a dedicated server, not a maid.

Ever heard of a door?

Ever heard of a frisket?

Bob!

We tried to quit phylum, dude, but it was seriously default.

A major surge of goons showed up at the diner and started to completely offline

the place.

I mean, jack out, crash, crunch, backslash, delete, trash, log off.

Enzo. What? I think Bob gets the picture.

That's for sure.

What I want to know is who and why.

It's got to be Megabyte. He did it to get to me. But I'll take care of it.

my problem. If Megabyte wants something, Bob, it's everybody's problem.

Yeah, what's up?

Tell us, Bob.

Yeah, we'll help.

I can deal with it. Yeah, but I can't deal with the downtime.

Come on, Bob.

What is it?

Megabyte wants some little favor. He didn't say what.

Just a little favor, huh?

Maybe you should do it if it means we can stay online.

No way.

Look, this isn't the supercomputer.

Around here, we main framers stick together, and when it comes to Megabyte,

answer is always no.

Here, here.

Copy and paste that.

Okay, okay.

No favors for Mr. Megavirus.

I'm going to file myself right here to make sure he doesn't trash this place

again.

Can I help Bob, huh? This will be cool.

We'll show them what you Guardians are made of. We'll edit, backflip, and

his command.

I'm not afraid of old Megabreath.

Bail!

My, my.

What a messy establishment.

But we're still in business. Why don't you place an order? To go.

Such hostility.

I only want to know if there's anything I can do to help the cleanup effort.

Hmm?

You could erase yourself. That would help.

Charming.

You know, Bob, all you have to do is input one small favor, and I might be

to keep this from happening again.

No promises, of course.

Don't concern yourself, Megabyte. I'm staying right here to make sure nothing

else happens. I may be the new Sprite in town, but... What a fortunate

return of events.

Warning. Incoming game.

Warning. Incoming game.

As usual, they'll all do so badly inside the game.

How gratifying.

I want three legions in the sector to watch for Bob.

He'll try and get in.

Oh, you're evil, Eminence! Yes, sir!

Beautiful.

We're not worthy.

Sorry, Bob. You can't play any games until you finish your work for me.

I've got to get into that game.

Bob, wait!

I had a feeling Megabyte Stugs would be here.

Did I make it?

Oh! No!

No! No!

Can they win without Bob?

I hope.

Game over.

The user wins.

The whole sector's nullified!

Offline! They lost!

Well, it wasn't your fault. There was nothing you or we could do. If I had

done Megabyte a little favor, none of this would have happened!

Wait. Before you do anything, why don't you talk to Fong? All right.

and proven yourself worthy of my advice.

What did you need?

Well, Megabyte has asked me to do him a favor.

Ah, Megabyte. My advice is to stay away from him. The command comm has tried to

erase him at every upgrade, but he's a very clever virus.

Yeah, I'm finding that out.

He has bad file servers in almost every sector.

What is this favor he wants?

He won't say.

There is an old read -me file that says you should keep your friends close and

your enemies even closer.

Mega binary idea.

You be careful, Guardian Bob.

I've seen that look on young sprites before.

Don't be rash, and don't do anything on your own.

Here in Mainframe, we... I know. I've already heard that speech. You stick

together. Don't worry.

I'll go back and talk to the others. Thanks.

drop by i see now that you're the big circuit in town i'll throw my chips in

with you

Is Bob still there? You mean he's not with you? Oh, dear.

Then I'm afraid he may be at megabytes alone.

Alone?

I'm glad you finally came to your senses, Bob.

Not being from Mainframe, you'll have to forgive me. It's taken me a while to

realize the advantages of having a friend like you. A wise decision,

I won't disappoint you.

A tear. It leads to the supercomputer.

Flash 12.

Normal pulse. Above average volatility.

You guardians certainly know your tears, don't you?

That's the idea.

It's simple, Bob.

All you need to do is stabilize this tear into a portal.

That's your favor? That's what you need me for?

Precisely. You know only guardians and games dropped by users are able to

stabilize tiers like these.

And I'm so much more intimate with you now than any user, aren't I?

And these?

Oh, just some colleagues to make my visit, shall we say, comfortable?

Wait. Let a virus like you and your army visit the supercomputer through a

stable portal? I don't think so. What guarantee do I have that you won't

to the supercomputer and raid the armory?

None, really.

We're going to plan B.

That's right. Take advantage of Mr.

Nice Guy. Dot was right. I should have... What's plan B?

Oh, quite unpleasant, actually.

Glitch! What

are

you trying to do, erase me?

If necessary.

Glitch!

There, now let's see you go through.

Now, Bob, must we go through all these dramatics again?

If necessary.

Then I'll take you with me as insurance.

How do you know I'm not willing to go through a tear?

Psych. Hi, everybody.

She started a big... A melee.

No, it's a ruckus. A riot.

Outside. Right outside. That's what she did. She was awful.

Riot? They're harmless.

Don't bother me with this now.

Take her back to the tower and file locker in data storage.

The tear.

Lock down the tear.

That was some plan.

What plan?

I knew if I let Hackenslash capture me, they'd take me to Megabyte, and I

figured you'd be with him.

I'm making up the rest as I go along.

You've been around me too long.

Leaving?

So soon?

How rude.

Warning, incoming game.

Warning, incoming game.

Well, how convenient.

It seems I won't be needing you after all, Bob.

Look out!

That was close.

True, but it's not the user I'm worried about.

Where's Megabyte?

With the user.

What's he doing?

Viral takeover. He's infecting the user. This is not good.

Bummer. Now we got a mega user.

He's coming around again.

No, he's not.

He'll head for the chair.

It's a class 12.

He knows the game will stabilize it into a portal.

Then we've got to beat him.

Alpha wing clear of deck.

Proceed heading 1138.

Dave Frost.

The tear is now a stable portal at the end of the third level. We've got to

Megabyte before we can get to it.

Roger. Copy that.

A permanent wing leader.

We got asteroids dead ahead.

He's trying to lose us.

Maximum shield.

Follow my lead.

Right.

Keep it tight, people.

We've locked out the four!

Look out!

That was easy enough.

There he is!

Yeah, and it looks like he has some friends.

Erase those metals following me.

Hit the target icon on the bridge.

Target in range.

Cover me. I think I've got a shot.

Cool shot.

There it is. That cave.

That's the entrance to the third level.

This place is making me dizzy.

I'm on it.

Time to shut you down, Bob.

He's on your tail.

Yeah, right.

She's cool.

You don't have to fight me, Bob.

Think about it.

We could be a great team.

I'd rather be erased.

Your choice.

Blake, safety line!

You had your chance to join me, Bob. But now I'm going to infect the

supercomputer and return to crash mainframe.

Whoa!

Just thought I'd drop in.

Quick! Disengage!

Game over.

It's unstable again.

You want to see how much I hate to lose.

I'm back.

Did you miss me?

The tear. It's gone.

But how?

Just a little command I picked up at the armory. Like these two.

What are they?

You'll see. Or maybe you won't.

Adios.

It must have been a return command.

They've gone back to the diner. Hurry!

Hidden file commands.

You gotta love them.

Once they were convinced that you and Bob were not the diner, Megabyte and his

kludge boys split.

Man, were they steamed!

You know, Bob, Megabyte will never forgive you for this.

Never. Whatever.

I just hope he's got it straight now. When he messes with one of us, he messes

with all of us.

Sounds like you've been hanging around me too long.

Bob, you've got to tell me, what's it like in the supercomputer?

Well, it's got lots of RAM, incredible capacity, and you can access almost

anything. It was nice to visit, but it sure is good to be home.

Oh, I don't get paid enough for this.

Cleanup is not my function.

No problem.