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Red, blue, green, and neighborhood.

Some say there's just no good.

Half -star, half -man, fighting evil. That's so fancy.

Shootin' Jack!

The legendary Shark Central.

Fintastic code, dudes.

Hey, Ben, these new video games from Big Dr.

Slammin', but there's something a little weird about them. Think so?

Well, wait till you see.

Whoa, check out these wheels.

Far out, dude.

Okay, let me get my fins on this screamer and no one can touch me.

Talk is cheap, pal.

But if you're willing to put your money where your mega -bomb is... Ten laps

around the old Fish and City Speedway for ten clams?

See you in my rearview mirror!

Go, Rittmeister! Go!

You got it.

This is definitely going to spoil my day.

Thanks, but I'm still out of control.

It's brain and building tears, sports fans, as the control tower goes out of

control. Not the old power, man.

Here comes the big one!

Hey, how'd you like

my dismount, fellow fensters?

Hang on, mobile pal.

We're not licked yet.

Let's blow this power box up and stand pronto.

Uh -oh.

Maybe time now, Pat. Now what?

Hey, you're supposed to be the brainiac.

Sorry about your wheels, guys.

I guess I got a little carried away.

Well, if Ben's had to carry you away, it could have been a lot worse.

Hey, Ripmeister, do I have something for you. The new, improved, turbo -powered,

super -deluxe Rip Rider.

Able to leap the Grand Canyon in a single bound.

Now for something completely different. Say hello to the world's first

transforming video vehicle.

Hey.

Jawsome!

Why, thanks. I think my fin's looking rather Jawsome myself.

Sure this, you fin -crazy fish -o -maniac.

If that's all the appreciation I get, I'm out of here. here.

I look too good to keep it to myself.

Just make sure your cell comms activated.

I'll call you later.

Call me Streets. I'll answer quicker.

Divide and conquer.

That's my subservient theme.

This is how we'll do it. Because once we split up the sharks...

Don't be ridiculous.

I'm driving.

You'll notice that the bells are made of arcanium carbon steel.

Impossible for a lobster or even a shark to bite through.

Once we hunt down our first shark, we'll slam him thin first in the slammer.

Welcome to the 92nd Fish and City Olympics, the world's best separated by

just hundredths of a second.

But you can kiss the record book goodbye, because here he is, the one,

Streaks!

boogies to the first slalom run like the champ he is.

Woo -hoo! Yeah!

And he takes the jump with ease.

But can he set the record?

It might be. It could be.

much, Mr. Shark.

No problemo. Anytime.

Bye -bye, Mr. Shark. My next doll is going to have a beautiful fin, just like

yours.

Now you look around, Dr. Paradigm. The shark stands alone.

Excellent. Now that there are no witnesses, my time has arrived.

He put his last position right here.

Pleasant dreams, bottom feeders.

So hard, you're gonna stick to yourself.

Load that loser on board before the venom wears off.

Don't worry, shark.

The fun's just begun for you.

Once you're strapped down in my lab, I'll genetically reprogram you from

shark to a lame shark.

Oughta give Streaks a fightin' chance till we get there.

Oh, you still actin' in dreamland, Professor.

Excellent.

Now, forgive me.

Ride disabled.

Throttle engaged on full throttle.

Terminal velocity.

Why slow down when you feel the need for speed?

What you really need is a good kick in your crown blade and bumper.

Take your best shot, shark.

But I plan to take mine first.

What a shame.

But perhaps I'd better slow down.

Computer malfunction.

Reduced speed no longer available.

Stop this truck immediately!

I command it!

Computer malfunction.

Stopping option is no longer available.

Command of navigation, please make sure seatbelts are fastened.

My goodness, something still worked.

Jeff, grab the rip -roader. I'm going aboard to rescue Strix.

What's going on?

Automatic drive is now in command.

Manual steering is not an option.

Oh, yeah!

Up, up, get away!

Oh.

We're on track now, chat buddy.

Well, yeah.

Put that light at the end of the tunnel.

There's another train!

Then you'd better use your transportation genius to reroute this

Bars are tough.

Um... Um... Al Ripster, get back into the cab.

We got big problems. Get ahead.

Emergency braking is no longer an option. And I can't get the drinks out

cell. Jab, they need you to leave Slamu and Moby Lick over ASAP.

We're streaked.

Get this truck off of these tracks!

Come on, movie! That way!

Get off

of

the truck!

Excellent.

I made it.

Pension in the line.

We've got him. Jab. We need a video jailbreak, and we need it now.

That's a damn poor big rip.

Now lay low, because here we go.

Yo, Streaks, this is your wake -up call.

What? Where am I?

So tired.

Sleepy. Doctor, I'm afraid we have a problem.

There are no problems, only solutions that I have yet to enunciate. We didn't

get a shark.

We got the whole truck.

To the cliff!

Can't you believe it, Doctor?

Shut up! I'm trying to find a solution!

It's a rush to sleep, but we gotta go, go!

Sometimes you catch the fish.

Sometimes the fish catches you.

And now it's time to jet.

Just remember, Moby, our HQ is your HQ.

Far out, dude.

But after all that action, it's time for this spin back to hit the high road.

Take it from an expert, Lickster. You've got one of the best.

I'll remember that.

Thanks for everything, compadres, but it's time for me to stop blowing bubbles

and rip the road.

Goodbye!