Original subtitles

All right, Woodchucks.

Happy National S'more Day.

A very real holiday,

according to one source on the Internet.

Let's get mallowing.

Okay, .8 ounces of marshmallow

per every two 1 3/4-inch graham cracker squares,

three minutes per s'more.

If we keep s'mores at 1.6 ounces of chocolate per cracker,

then we'll have the perfect s'more.

Bleep-blop.

I make food for robotic consumption.

Careful. Those roasting sticks have been cut

according to specific Junior Woodchuck Guidelines.

I'm adding doughnuts and cookie dough.

But that's not in the recipe.

Hue-bot engaged. Uh-oh.

Need oilcan-can-can.

Aw, not even a modern robot.

Try being a kid for once, Hue-bot.

Guys. Guys?

That's not a textbook... s'more.

Wow, these roasting sticks are cut precisely

to Woodchuck Guidelines.

Yes. Thank you.

Hi, I'm BOYD, a definitely real boy.

I'm Huey, also real.

Would you like to be friends?

Sure. Wow, that was easy.

BOYD, why don't you start the campfire.

Absolutely, pal.

According to the JWG,

"Following the right procedure..."

- "...leads to carefree fun-time leisure." - "...leads to carefree fun-time leisure."

You've memorized the guidebook too?

Practically downloaded in my head.

Yes! There's nothing weird about doing things

exactly the right way.

That doesn't make us robots.

We're just kids.

Definitely.

You get me, BOYD.

We're a rare breed, you and I.

You are a rare bread.

Ah!

Hey, Fenton, is Dr. Gearloose around.

We've got a glitchy piece of tech here.

Huey, I'm more than an intern. I'm a scientist.

I can easily assist you with all of your scientific needs.

- Who's your friend? - Hi.

I'll get Dr. Gearloose.

- Dr. Gearloose? - Intern.

Can we have a word?

Oh, here's two: leave now.

- Nothing can distract me... - Dr. Gearloose?

Where did you get that thing?

I haven't seen you since...

I can't remember.

Manny, get this dangerous machine out of my lab.

You know my friend BOYD?

BOYD? What idiot called it that?

It's name is 2-BO.

And, yes, I know all about it.

It is not your friend, it is not a boy.

It is a failed experiment.

I helped build 2-BO

years ago in Tokyolk,

when I was just a lowly intern for the infamous Dr. Akita.

You were an intern like me?

Nothing like you.

Great. You can fix him, then.

Ugh! 2-BO's hard drive is a mess.

I can stop the glitches for now,

but it's been overwritten so many times

I can't get to its core to fix the problem.

I swore I'd never go back,

but left in this state, 2-BO could endanger us all.

There's only one place that has the equipment we'll need:

my mentor's old lab.

- Road trip! - We're going to Tokyolk?

You're not going.

Gizmoduck is.

We'll need him to protect us.

From it.

Aren't you overreacting?

Look at him. He's a kid like me.

Just wired a little differently.

Besides, dozens of your inventions

have tried to kill us,

and you always say they're "wildly misunderstood."

I understand 2-BO all too well.

Don't get too close to it.

♪ DUCKTALES (2017) ♪ Season 03 Episode 06

Episode Title: "Astro B.O.Y.D.!"

Aired on: May 02, 2020

Remember, no one can know we're here.

We have to remain discreet.

Gearloose!

Oh, no. Hide 2-BO.

Ah, Inspector Tezuka.

Konnichiwa.

What are you doing in Tokyolk...

Ow!

Keeping it safe from evil robots.

You got a lot of nerve

showing your mech-loving mug around here.

We both know I was cleared of those crimes.

- Ow! - Crimes?

But your mentor, Dr. Akita, wasn't.

So where are you hiding him?

I haven't seen Akita since he disappeared.

I don't have time for this.

I am here on a very important... field trip.

You, bright eyes, what did you say your name was?

I'm BOYD, a definitely real boy.

Robot! Stop in the name of the law!

Keep moving. Quickly. Quickly.

Wait, we're not going to break in here?

Of course we're not.

Gizmoduck, break through the wall.

For science.

Blah!

Easy.

Easy...

Easy.

This place is so familiar.

What is all this?

It was Tokyolk's most advanced research lab.

This is where 2-BO was built.

And where Dr. Gyro Gearloose was born.

Was this your lab coat? Was this your stool?

Was this your Trinocular Inverted Metallurgical

Microscope?

Ah! Dust in my eye! The dust of genius!

All right, knock it off, intern.

Let's get to work.

We have to search through all of 2-BO's memories

and programming to get to its core.

Then I can stop this malfunctioning for good.

No need to be scared.

Just a normal checkup

where we jam wires into your computer brain

to view your digital memories and...

Okay, this is not even a little normal.

We'll analyze 2-BO's memories with its previous owners,

starting with the newest ones.

No more gravy baths?

I'll show her.

BOYD, break this with your robo-muscles.

Won't mother be upset if we damage her necklace?

I don't want to break anything.

Then why must you insist on breaking my heart?

I'm sorry, do you need a hug?

No! It's attacking me with love!

♪ Looking through this wreckage Stealing all the techage ♪

♪ Say I made it myself To increase my dumb wealth ♪

No way!

A robot boy.

Dreams do come true.

Hi, I'm 2-BO,

a definitely real boy.

Ooh, that's not going to work for me.

Let's see, how about Beaks Optimistic Youth Droid?

BOYD. Yeah.

A real name? Thank you.

Okay, no hugs, chief.

I do not like touching. And you smell like garbage.

Now, into the cart you go.

Seems like the little guy has had it tough.

It doesn't feel anything.

At it's core, 2-BO is just a machine.

I told you to get a travel adapter.

Come on, I'll find you a replacement here somewhere.

The rest of you, stay put.

Fenton, do you really think BOYD is just a dangerous machine?

Of course not. He's a machine for good.

If we fix his programming, he could be a superhero like me.

Jewelry store robbery in progress, Shinjuku ward.

Serendipity! This is his chance.

Let's go.

What's going on?

- Destiny in the making. - I don't know if...

Whoa!

In retrospect, we probably should have used the first hole.

A breach.

At former Akita Labs International.

Hm. How curious.

Computer, pause.

Boop.

Zoom and enhance. Woosh.

Intern?

2- BO.

Welcome back.

Mwah.

Ha-ha! This is great.

I mean, it's obviously very bad, but great for BOYD.

His chance to be a hero. Let's go.

Blathering blatherskite!

Whoa, there.

I'll go after the big one, you take the other.

What do we do?

City bikes. Neat and efficient.

Hi, bike thing, may I borrow one?

Thank you.

Huey, hop in. Hurry.

Oh! But what about you?

My bones are metal. Come on.

Whoa!

Oof! Sumimasen.

Can't move.

Mm. Nani?

Huh? Ah!

Hi. I'm BOYD.

Ah!

Oh, no.

Look out!

- Whoo-hoo! - Yeah! Whoo-hoo!

So, what do we do now?

I do not know.

Hi, Miss. I think you mistakenly took something that's not yours.

Could you please return it?

Mm, no.

Later, kid.

Good work, BOYD,

but you fight the criminal before standing down.

But I don't want to hurt anybody.

It's okay, first-time jitters.

I'll handle it.

First-time jitters, but I think...

Oh, boy, you're glitching again. Let's get you back to the lab.

Where is the lab?

Why do we always fight on vacation?

Here.

So idealistic.

Blech.

All right, let's finish this and go...

Hey!

Intern!

Ah, you caught her. Happy to help...

Ah!

You're under arrest for suspected mechanical mayhem

in conjunction with this robbery, robot.

No! Stop! I'm just a guy.

With very bruisable skin.

Ugh. Gearloose's partner.

I should have known.

What do you have against cybernetic citizens anyway?

Oh, I don't know.

How about the time Gearloose and Dr. Akita

destroyed the city with a robot?

What? One of Dr. Gearloose's inventions would never...

go evil and destroy...

We're totally lost, and this city is massive.

What do we do?

What a Junior Woodchuck does best.

Experience the local culture.

I don't know. We should really be getting you back to the lab.

We can write down our experiences

and analyze them later.

Ah! I'm in!

And that's where the Imperial Guard stayed.

I know what you're thinking: what about ninjas?

Well, ninjas were all but extinct by...

Are you sure you're not bored?

Usually, my brothers are begging me to stop.

Are you kidding? I'm having so much fun.

What an informative day.

Yeah, it sure was.

BOYD, I don't think you're a killer robot.

You're just a kid.

That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.

Huey!

Huh?

Ha!

2- BO is within range.

Bloop.

Now, the moment of reckoning shall be mine!

Has the sun gotten brighter in the last 20 years?

So stiff.

It's him. Backup.

I need backup.

Huey, step away from Boyd.

You don't know what he's capable of.

Sure, I do.

He just saved me with his rocket feet.

And that is the problem.

His weapons systems are back online.

We wait any longer and the city is doomed.

- I can't believe you brought it back here. - Its programming is fighting itself.

Only I can rectify this!

You'll be brought to justice.

Stop trying to make BOYD something he's not.

He didn't glitch once while we were having fun.

He was just being a kid.

Dr. Gearloose, please, I'm a definitely real boy.

Why can't you see that?

Because deep down, you're this.

This is 2-BO's core memory.

Dr. Akita and I invented 2-BO

to be the city's prime defense robot,

but during the test run...

2-BO lost control and attacked the city...

until Tezuka finally it took down.

2- BO was the first invention I worked on that turned evil,

and I have spent my whole life trying to live that down.

2- BO, BOYD, whatever, is dangerous down to its core.

But you said you could fix me, so I'd never malfunction again.

Yes. By shutting you down for good.

- BOYD, run! - Hey!

Get out of here!

Recall. Activated.

Where is he going? After him!

2- BO.

Because of you I've become an outcast.

And because of you, I will rise again.

Activate Revenge Protocol Omega.

Blathering blatherskite!

2- BO!

You don't have to do what Akita tells you.

Do what I tell you.

Aah!

Activate arm armor.

Aah!

Nothing can match the power

of a keen human intellect commanding the Gizmoduck Armor.

Except a perfect computer brain commanding the Gizmoduck Armor.

Intern! Fight better!

An intern with it's own intern.

Now I've seen it all.

My gratitude for returning 2-BO to its true father.

Akita, stop in the name of the...

2- BO, vanquish the inspector.

No, not again.

No. Not again. Save Gizmoduck.

I've got to destroy 2-BO for good.

You can't. This is not who BOYD is.

He's a... a definitely real boy.

It's just made to look that way.

You saw its first memories.

At 2-BO's core, it's a weapon.

Wait, there's more there.

Hidden under all those old memories.

All systems online.

Welcome to the world, 2-BO.

Am I a real boy?

Hm. Definitely.

No, he's not.

This is a defense drone.

Isn't he more than that?

Yes, he's dealing with some first-time jitters,

- but I think... - No.

Now, go prep the monitors for the field test.

2- BO, you are a rare breed.

The ultimate weapon.

Overwrite all of Gyro's "Real Boy" programming,

and execute protocol World Breaker.

That was his core,

until Akita overwrote my work.

2- BO never had a choice.

You forced him to be a weapon!

Oh, intern.

2- BO is, and will always be, a weapon for destruction.

For power. For evil.

Not all my inventions are evil!

Some are just wildly misunderstood!

- Ah! - Ow!

Ah!

Ha! Face it, intern.

You'll never invent anything worthwhile.

Hm.

2- BO, you are not evil.

You are good.

You're more than your programming.

You are a definitely real boy.

- Yes! Ha-ha! - Whoo-hoo!

You did it. You chose your programming.

Now all you need is your own real name.

How about...

BOYD?

"Be Only Yourself, Dude."

Yes, intern. I was once like you.

Of course, I was a naive idiot back then.

But if I had someone to actually listen to me,

I might not have been so hopeless.

So...

you're hired full-time, Dr. Crackshell-Cabrera.

That's not technically how doctorates work,

and I don't care!

Okay, everybody, the hugging is a "just for today" thing.

So, what should we do next?

There's at least 12 shrines we haven't documented.

Oh!

Leave. Now.

Whoo-hoo!

Theme music plays... Sync corrections by srjanapala