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Who will neutralize? Who will say you're right? At the start, it's gonna leave a

mission. Expect from Scott the super vision.

Madness is the mighty power that can save the day.

Madness.

No one knows what lies behind the mattress.

Madness.

Come see me later.

Listen, mate, that's the real prize the chaps are after today.

Professor MacDonald's secret metal formula.

Do you suppose my late husband's formula really makes steel impregnable?

The professor said it. I believe it. The best formula should go to the best man.

Then I can only hope the best man wins.

Aye.

There's a fire in your eyes about this race, Matt Tracker.

That formula's important, Chief.

It's more than the formula.

Chuck. Volcano about that?

Volcano is magnifique.

The plan to win.

Is it as perfect?

Perfect in its simplicity. And the one plan they'll never get.

The no plan plan.

No plan?

Venom can't figure out what we're doing if we don't know ourself. When you're up

against those guys, it can pay to be unpredictable.

How will Venom operate?

Ruthlessly, as always.

The trick to defeating Mask is to expect the unexpected.

The trick is to make him suffer, then destroy him.

That's the signal to start the race.

After you, Tracker.

Gentlemen.

It's a trick.

When they move, strike.

Did you come here to race?

We're to play Monkey C, Monkey 2.

That's your last trick, Cracker.

Oh, Miles.

You angry with me?

Just be glad we're not racing them.

But I say no to your cut.

Anything's possible. Take a look. Just don't forget the plan.

But of course, the famous no plan plan.

Venom's coming, Nevada.

Your ears are good, Matt Packer.

Venom's going to throw the kitchen sink at us.

The Indian nailed me with some kind of foam.

I'm a sitting duck.

I don't care about you, Birdman. Where's my cracker?

Everything okay back there, Chief?

All the time being.

Well, my hunch is I'm about to be served a full course of venom dinner.

So then I'd better get ready to... See free!

of roadblocks, I'd better take cover.

Tracker, right now, your Indian friend.

It is great fun to watch you play, but I fear this is no shortcut.

Be well, my friends.

Later,

my silly friends.

Perhaps we can play then.

Now I must see if the others are making good progress.

Good job, cowboy.

Pull down the fort, chief. I'm coming back.

Blitzer on!

Stay here, silly one.

I could use some cavalry.

The slicer cannon.

Throne, slice up Goliath control.

Use it now!

Matt! Nevada!

I'm going to try to lure one of them away!

Birdman! He's heading towards the finish!

you all right?

Yeah, thanks.

But how's the transport?

Everything will function.

How's the plane?

Nothing will function.

Miles, he can win the race.

Yes, but he'll try to take care of us first.

That's our one chance.

The formula's gonna be ours.

After I take care of some unfinished business.

To await the prey.

Floyd! He remains just behind me.

At least you know where he is.

Miles was waiting for the prize.

As they say, I have all the luck.

I just hope they give me a little time.

How much time do you need to fix the control?

Wish I knew, Jacques.

I will be forced to make the move soon. The finish is but a little while away.

Don't forget, you've got strength and maneuverability.

And he's got speed and air capability.

That's the problem with you, Trailblazer. You worry too much about

Ah, one other thing.

I might be able to take advantage of Floyd Eagle.

Perhaps.

Mirage on!

Miles won't win this race.

I will.

That should put him out of commission, at least for today.

I would love to stay, Floyd, but duty,

she calls.

The rock slide has blocked the road, Matt.

Ambush. Nevada, make a U -turn.

Totem on!

Route on.

Time to see just how human that drone is.

Impossible to determine target.

Target spotted.

Nice kangaroos. Nice kangaroos. Hey!

Unlead weight to ground the bird.

Good shot.

Thing won't fly right and has no functioning weapon.

This battle's over, Miles.

My battle with Mask is never over.

I said this battle, Miles. There's still another to fight.

Sure. Outnumbered three to one. No escape.

Those are the kind of odds you like, aren't they, Tracker?

I'm talking one -on -one. You against me.

What? Me fight you? Here?

With no support?

No way!

I'm talking about the race. The one we're here to run.

And how do you propose we run?

On foot?

By... Our working vehicles are limited.

Your vehicle runs, it just won't fly.

Mine's the same way.

So, since we came here to race, let's race. No weapons, no masks.

Chief, I'll need to use Goliath as a ramp.

And Jacques, maybe Volcano could dig a soft spot for a landing.

Going to jump rocks?

Exactly right.

Understood Leave it to me Let's go Jacques

Something Miles never learned. In the end, when all other things are equal,

will always win over evil.

Good show, mate.

My late husband would have been very proud of you.

Today,

one man proved his worth as the best. He has won the Battle of the Giants and

will receive his just reward.

The winner, Mr.

Matt...

Mr.

Tracker, your trophy and your formula.

Whoa!

Now, nobody has

the formula, Tracker. It was important.

But not as important as the thing you can't destroy. The fact. You were

by Matt.

My late husband would have

felt the same way, Mr. Tracker. He would rather that the formula be destroyed

than used for evil purposes.

Popcorn. Boris loves popcorn.

Who overloaded the circuit?

I can't tell a lie, Mac.

Boris did it.

If you plug too many things into one socket, you can overload your circuit.

Boris, say.

If it's overload, it might explode.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

No one knows what lies behind the mattress.