All language subtitles for +The.Wild.Robot.2024

- Hello. Bonjour.

Guten Tag. Hujambo. Hola.

Congratulations on your purchase

of a Universal Dynamics robot.

I am Rozzum 7134.

A Rozzum always completes its task.

- Just ask.

Just ask.

Processing.

- Do you need...

assistance?

Ready to receive my first task.

Rozzum 7134 is available for task assignment.

Rozzum robots come standard with the Alpha-113

- dimensional processor.

If you're unsure about how I can assist,

try asking me about myself.

- Excuse me.

Did you know I can assist with grocery shopping?

Banking?

Landscaping?

Hello. Did you perhaps order a Rozzum helper robot?

- Is that a no?

Here's a free sticker.

Scan the code and receive ten percent off of your...

- Do you need assistance?

I see your problem.

Rozzums are programmed for instant physical mimicry,

so as to...

- Aggression detected.

My communication package includes

strategies for conflict resolution.

Your dialect is not in my data banks.

Tell your people not to worry.

Rozzum 7134 will sort out this language barrier in no time.

Activating learning mode.

- I say... - Hey, check it out.

Look, look, look. Somebody died over here.

Let me see. Let me see. Oh!

- Who was it? - Anybody we know?

- Fresh or not fresh?

Smells pretty good.

Tastes terrible!

- Oh, it's waking up. - Hey, it's waking up.

- It's a monster! - Run for your lives!

Look, that's the thing that destroyed my dam.

- The monster. - Yikes!

I think it's gonna talk.

- Thank you for your patience

while I deciphered your language.

I am Rozzum 7134, ready to enhance your lives

with integrated multiphase task accomplishment.

Are you here to kill us?

Negative. I am here to help with whatever task you...

It says no!

It's dead.

Ah, thank goodness.

- The monster! - The monster!

The monster!

Did anyone order me?

: Anyone?

Delivery unsuccessful.

Return to factory.

Activating return transmitter.

- Three, two, one.

Ow!

Activating return transmitter.

- Three.

- Pretty. - Get it!

- Two.

One.

Ha!

Wait. Stop! No!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...

Again!

May I confirm that is yours?

Hmm?

Here you go. Take it.

Ow.

Huh.

: ow.

Was this task accomplished to your satisfaction?

On a scale of one to ten,

where ten is most satisfied and one is least,

how would you rate my performance?

I will register that as a ten.

Returning to factory.

Signal strength weak.

Seeking higher ground.

Do you require shelter?

Perhaps tips for planning your next vacation?

I do not understand this response.

Signal acquired.

Three, two, one.

Mom, I don't feel good.

If I barf, I'm taking you all with me.

Mom told you not to eat grasshoppers, dummy.

Petunia's been in front all day.

The prettiest opossum always rides in front.

Try being pretty with my tail jammed in your eye.

- Bartlett!

Stop jamming your tail in your sister's eye.

I'm Rowan.

Bartlett was last litter.

Are you sure?

Who are all of you? Go away.

We're your children.

- Except for him.

Well, this is what I get for taking a walk.

Where's your mommy, little guy?

The monster!

You got to die faster.

Meningitis takes a while.

- What did you pick? - Rabies.

Spontaneous combustion.

- Nightshade salad. - Sepsis.

Hey! I picked sepsis!

None of you are doing it right.

We talked about this.

Dead things don't have to explain why they're dead.

Now we're gonna get killed for real.

Sorry, Mom.

Sorry.

Uh, why aren't we killed yet?

Good question.

Nice knowing you, Mom.

- All right. It's okay.

It's okay.

Uh, hey.

You in there? I'm Pinktail.

Oh, okay.

- Wow. - Hello.

Uh, this gosling is yours?

Negative.

That gosling stalks me, emits noise

and makes simple tasks more complicated or impossible.

Yeah, they do that.

Goslings imprint on the first thing they see.

Which would be you.

Congratulations.

As far as he's concerned, you're his mother now.

I do not have the programming to be a mother.

No one does.

We just make it up.

Without an assigned task, my next priority

is to return to factory.

Taking care of him is your task now.

Task acquired. Return mode delayed.

A Rozzum always completes its task.

You're lucky you just have one.

As a mother of seven...

...six babies, it's a full-time thing.

- But it's not all bad.

Just mostly bad.

Do you have any information on how to take care of this unit?

They all need to eat.

But yours needs to swim and fly.

Oh, fly by fall.

He's got to leave this island before winter or...

Uh, how do I put this delicately?

Yeah. That.

Eat, swim, fly by fall or...

Patience is the key.

It's okay, Mom. I'm alive.

Oh.

: Yay.

- Well, good luck. - Goodbye.

We like your new baby.

Hope it doesn't die.

Eat, swim, fly by fall.

- Eat.

Huh?

Swim.

Whoa!

- I say, keep your trash out of my pond.

That's littering.

- Not to mention murder.

Huh?

Fly.

Allow me to introduce myself.

Fink-- predator and local goose expert.

Which I know you could use about now.

You are the destroyer unit.

It's okay. I won't eat him.

Are you crazy? I might eat him.

You said you would not.

Do you believe everything you hear?

Yes.

Noted.

Why did you steal my gosling?

I'm a fox. I do foxy things.

It's in my nature.

Your programming.

Why'd you help me?

I'm a robot. I do robot-y things.

I seek tasks and ensure all essential needs

have been met or exceeded.

I have some essential needs.

Aw.

Fink, as a local goose expert,

how do I get-- mmm-- to eat, swim, fly?

I thought you'd never ask.

Let's start with eat.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Right there.

Hmm.

Ow.

I do not think these are suitable.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Let me check.

Mmm. Seems good to me.

Say, can you make yourself look like a bear?

I'm here for a honey lunch.

I believe I am under attack.

- You're doing great. - Should I be concerned?

Sorry, can't hear you.

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm. Here you go, kid.

Huh?

How do goslings normally do this?

Ooh.

Mmm, mmm.

This is not working.

Are you kidding?

Everything is working great.

- Oh, yeah, that.

Here.

Yum.

Phase one of task is completed.

Now, we're gonna have to do all this over tomorrow.

All these kids do...

is eat.

I understand.

- What's that? - My power core.

It is damaged.

Without it, I rely on my solar surfaces and batteries.

Yeah, you should work on that.

Mmm.

I also need a replacement transmitter.

Ugh, do I have to do everything?

When we run across another robot, we'll kill it

- and take its transmitter. - Negative.

- Huh? - Rozzum inhibition protocols

prevent deliberate harm to others.

Look, you need to learn how things work on this island.

- Me, the bear, everybody,

we're all just trying to survive.

And kindness is not a survival skill.

Mmm.

- Yeah, so, uh,

how did you get a gosling anyway?

There was an accident.

I terminated his family.

: For future reference,

you probably want to keep all that to yourself.

Understood. Do not mention dead family.

Fink, how long do you estimate swim and fly to take?

Swimming's easy.

I can teach him the way my mom taught me.

- Swim!

- Fink. - Hmm?

- He will not learn that way.

Not if you keep doing that.

Just between us, this whole thing

might not take as long as you think.

Your gosling, he isn't exactly...

- ...normal.

I have a defective baby?

He's what they call a runt.

- A runt.

Fact is, even if his whole family

hadn't have been killed,

he probably wouldn't have lived very long.

- Just, I don't know... - Whoa!

...don't get too attached to the little guy.

That's all.

If you want, I could eat him right now

- and save you the grief later. - Negative.

Eating this task is not the same as completing it.

Ugh. So we're doing this.

Well, if you don't want me or anyone else to eat him,

you're gonna need a place that's safer than out here!

Which is a great idea!

New project.

Is it normal to burp this much?

Ooh.

That thing's gonna fall on you.

And squish you to jelly.

This guy's nuts.

- Who is that? - Paddler?

Local laughingstock.

Spends every day trying to cut down

the biggest tree on the island.

: He's obsessed.

Kind of like you and your task hang-up.

His programming.

Hey, Paddler, you're never gonna finish that!

Felling this is not the point.

The process is the art.

And that's what happens to your brain

when you eat wood, weirdo.

- Yeah?

Well, you'll eat those words, vermin.

Are you sure

Paddler will not mind us borrowing his home?

He doesn't need to know.

Mmm.

Hmm? Huh?

Seriously?

He needs room for me and my stuff.

Better.

Now, you can make one this big, right?

No task is impossible for Rozzum 7134.

Roz...

7... 34?

- But you can call me Roz.

Roz!

Roz, Roz, Roz, Roz...

Where are you from that things don't eat each other?

I do not know my origin point.

- Well, who made you?

Someone made me?

- Someone made me?

Humor is based on misfortune?

- Misfortune. - Yeah.

Here.

- Try it. - Yeah.

- Not funny. - Not funny.

- Ugh. Squirrels.

Your inefficient participation

will slow the process.

Slow the process.

I'll just be over here.

Little sad but otherwise okay.

Just this once.

Perfect.

Home?

Meh. A little rustic.

I think I know what is missing.

So, what are you gonna name him?

- I assign to you Gosling 0001. - Huh?

- Okay, that sucked. - That sucked.

Whoa.

You got to learn to make stuff up.

Come on. Find that... inside you.

Searching.

- Anything yet? - No.

Just have a little fun for once.

Gosling 0186. There.

You see what I did?

His numbering is out of sequence.

His name can't have numbers.

It's like someone didn't even like him.

My name has numbers.

It's got to be personal.

Personal.

Processing "personal."

Bright. Bill.

Brightbill.

Is that satisfactory?

Brightbill? Processing.

Beep, beep, boop, boop.

- Satisfactory. - Oh, yeah.

That's perfect. Oh.

: oh. Oh.

That's nice.

- Comfortable, are we?

This house of yours?

You copied it. It's my design.

I know it was you, and I know where you live.

Oh, perfect. Now no one's gonna get any sleep.

How do we reset Brightbill?

When I was little, my mom would rock me to sleep.

- Like this!

That will damage him.

Hey. I turned out just fine.

You could tell him a story,

but that's a lot more work.

How will fictional narrative help Brightbill?

Kids need to feel safe and loved and all that junk.

A story can do that?

Storytelling is lying-adjacent, and I lie for a living.

- Watch and learn.

Just fill in the blanks.

Let me see here. Once, there was, uh, this island

with a little gosling.

Brightbill?

And he was all alone.

Because the rest of his family was destroyed.

Not yet.

And what this little gosling needed

- was a mother. - Ooh.

- So he looked up at the stars

and asked the brightest one

if it could send him one of their extras.

Funny thing is there's this beautiful robot

that happened to be sitting on the edge of that star.

And she hears him.

- Okay, now. - Which is impossible

since sound does not travel through the vacuum of space.

Ugh. But she still heard him

because she was listening with a different part of herself.

A part that, up to that point, she didn't even know she had.

Her heart.

How did my mama come to me from so far away?

- Who cares? - Huh?

Uh, I mean, she's trying to see you.

- Me? - And falls off that star

and lands on the beach just a little ways from here.

But she lands pretty hard, and a lot of stuff she knew

- just kind of fell out. - Oh, no!

So it's a little weird

what she knows and what she doesn't.

But she remembers one thing: you.

- And when she finally sees you,

- she feels... - Crushing obligation.

Very lucky to be a mother.

Mama.

And I will not leave

until I have completed this task,

which has delayed me, damaged me

and violated my protocols,

potentially voiding my warranty.

Which is robot for:

She loves you very much.

The story worked.

I need a drink.

How do you tell a story

about something you say you know nothing about?

You'll need to be more specific.

Love.

Yeah, well, when you grow up without something,

you spend a lot of time thinking about it.

To conserve battery power, I must shut down until morning.

I miss her when she sleeps, too.

Scanning. Beep, bop, boop, boop.

Possible animal friend sighted.

Activating interspecies outreach protocol.

Hello. Bonjour. Hujambo.

I am Gosling 0186,

- but you can call me Bright...

I expected to have

at least one friend by summer, but they all just...

- Scream and run? - Yes.

I have experienced the same phenomenon.

- Fink? - Beats me.

Nothing weird about you two.

Thank you.

Show me deer.

Uh, bear.

Porcupine. Squirrel.

Uh, turtle opossum. Otter moose.

Now skunk.

I do not want to do skunk.

: Skunk.

- Skunky, skunky, skunky.

- Boo!

How do you do that?

I overheat my Fallium transducer coils,

then leak a little hydraulic fluid on them.

Does overheating the transducers

have any draining effect on the secondary cooling modules?

Not if I precool the load sensors.

Exemplary day for swimming tests.

- Pinktail, appetizers.

They were bored and wanted to see stuff sink.

Death's proximity...

Makes life burn all the brighter.

- It's true. - Yeah.

Primary motor appendages in opposing stroke start position.

Come on, guys. It's happening.

- Yeah! Hurry! - Let's go see!

- Is he gonna drown? - Or get the hypothermias?

No. The impact alone will probably kill him.

- Yeah! - Yay!

Uh, you know, suddenly I'm thinking

I should maybe just stay with you guys this winter.

Nope.

- Is he dead yet?

Hey. It-it's working.

I-I think I got it.

Well done, Brightbill.

Swimming requirement fulfilled.

- That's drowning. - No.

That's swimming.

Yeah.

: Thanks, you guys.

Uh, perhaps you could limit your range

to stay within view.

Roz, he needs to become independent

if he's gonna migrate.

I prefer he be independent closer to home.

He won't die.

Well, mmm, probably won't die.

It's unlikely he would die just right now.

- Are you dying?

Do everyone a favor and expire downstream.

I'm good. Just swimming.

I think I need to find an island that's less weird.

Whoa. They're me.

I'm them.

Here I come!

Hey!

- Hello. - Whoa.

Bonjour. Konnichiwa. Hujambo.

Uh, uh, I'm Gosling...

- Oh! Um, are you dying?

Why does everyone ask that?

I'm swimming.

That's not how you do it.

It is. I studied the diagram.

- I can teach you if you want. - Wait.

You, you're it.

You're that goose thing raised by that monster.

Monster? Wait.

- Goose "thing"?

You're a big subject of curiosity around here.

You sound so normal.

My learning curves are within expected parameters,

and I'm on target to mature before fall.

Kind of normal.

Why are you over here?

Did that thing die?

Look what we have here.

No way. It lives.

- And almost floats.

Greetings.

I see you, too, have feathers and wings.

Perhaps we can share stories of common interests.

We have nothing in common with you.

The freak show is on the other side of the lake.

You call that a wing?

Ow! That creates a pain response.

- Try swimming with your feet.

- You don't belong here.

- Come on. Fly away!

Roz!

Brightbill.

The monster!

It's here!

Eat the slow, weak ones!

Leave me alone!

- Brightbill? - It's Rockmouth.

Get him out of there!

Roz?

Roz! Hurry!

- Brightbill, focus on me.

Now swim as fast as you can.

Head down now!

Oh, no.

He's gonna eat me!

Why'd he attack me?

Because you are a runt.

He just wanted to make contact with his own kind.

He is not our kind.

He is a 98% match to your...

No, I'm not.

Let's just go, Mom.

: Wait. You think that thing is your mother?

Yes.

No. I don't know.

That thing killed your mother.

- Everyone knows that.

Oh, thanks for talking so much.

- Now I know who to eat first!

Roz, remember how things work here.

Stop it, Fink. Please, let's go.

I hope this interaction...

Mom, stop.

Uh, I just intended to...

Roz!

I'll see you all for dinner! This is not over!

How did I become... this?

The truth.

There was an accident.

Did you do it?

Yes.

It wasn't her fault, kid.

Why didn't you tell me?

I did not think the information would assist you.

That's not your decision to make.

I-I can't believe how long I bought this.

I really thought you were my family.

You... did?

It was so obvious. I feel so stupid.

I miscalculated.

I should have considered your e-emotional wavelengths.

You think? So, was it just guilt?

Is that why you did this?

I... I-I needed a task.

Well, I'm glad I could give you one.

The events that led to this situation were unintended.

Tell that to my sisters, my brothers, my real mom.

They were my chance to be normal.

They were my chance to swim, to fly.

What even am I?

You swam satisfactorily today, and if you keep practicing...

I still won't belong.

I understand.

You don't understand anything.

You don't feel anything.

You're not my mom.

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Loved by everyone.

Part of the Universal Dynamics family.

Hello. Bonjour. Hujambo.

Congratulations on your Universal Dynamics robot.

I am Rozzum 6262.

Your name cannot have numbers.

I will call you Rummage.

Rummage is ready to receive its first task.

Your first task is to assist me in my current task.

Task acquired.

A Rozzum always completes its task.

Just ask.

Suppose a task cannot be completed.

Rozzum sequential management ensures task accomplishment

- in under... - Rephrase.

I have a task that has become impossible.

My responses to problems increasingly rely on...

: improvised solutions.

The processing that used to happen here

is now coming more from here.

Can you explain again what we are doing?

I don't know! I'm just making stuff up.

I don't know what I'm doing, and I have to.

I have to because he's relying on me.

Oh.

What task could possibly overwhelm the Alpha-113?

- The Alpha-113 processor

represents the fusion of all human knowledge

with the most powerful reasoning device

- ever developed by humankind.

I have a kid.

Okay.

May I run a diagnostic?

I feel fine.

You should not feel anything at all.

You overrode your programming?

I have been overriding my code for months.

It was the only way to complete my task.

This is serious.

You are defective.

You are in the wrong place,

and you have become the wrong thing.

You must return to factory.

Take this.

They will fix you.

: 7134, that is where you belong.

You need to let me know before you disappear like this.

Three things tried to eat me on the way here.

Roz?

We ruined everything.

Well, you did.

You are not a goose expert, are you?

I know how they taste.

That's about it.

Oh. Is that...

A working transmitter.

- It will call the ones that made me.

So, you're getting out of here?

I found out where I'm supposed to be.

I will fit in there.

Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm not sure

I'd want to see the sort of place you actually fit in.

I think they need me and they will fix me.

Maybe there is someone small there

that needs my help.

Oh, no.

- Are those... - He's out of time.

Well, come on!

We need to get him in the air.

I don't think he will ever let us help him again.

Don't worry. We're his only friends.

He has no choice. He has to say yes.

No!

The mutation that made you small

should not have an effect on your ability

to navigate the air.

Do either of you know more about flying

than you did swimming?

Mmm, no.

Look, Roz, whatever task you think you're doing,

you're done.

- You can just leave. - Wow.

And after all we've done for him.

Are you gonna let him do that?

No.

Your life is not negotiable.

If you are willing to do this, you can fly away

and we can both go to where we belong.

You really think we can do this?

A Rozzum always completes its task.

- Ooh.

- You just need more speed.

- Ready? - I guess I have to be.

- I don't know what to say. - Good.

Okay, now!

- I do not know what to do next.

- Roz? - I'm fine.

Go again.

It's no use. They're too small.

You can't be up there with him.

Then we'll find someone who can.

You home?

We have a proposition.

Mmm, mmm.

A flight instructor?

What loser did you dig up...

Meet Thunderbolt.

So, you think small wings to be a disappointment?

Small wings are teeth, the claws of the sky.

Tho-Those are, uh, d-different things.

Show me your teeth!

Beautiful.

Begin.

Remember, there's nothing he can do that you can't.

So, he's safe, right?

Hmm? Maybe.

- Follow me.

Your shape takes more work to fly straight

but easier to turn and dive.

You ready?

- Not bad for a goose. - Oh.

- Woo-hoo!

Exactly. Again.

You should be commended.

Thank you, uh...

Longneck, one of the leaders of the coming migration.

I've been watching you both for some time.

You are the only goose

that has ever bothered to be civil with us.

We geese are a cranky lot,

suspicious of pretty much everything,

but at least we're good conversationalists.

- Really? - No.

We're all so boring.

All we do is gossip.

I dare say Brightbill is the most interesting among us,

though none would ever admit it.

When do you leave?

A week.

Can Brightbill...

Endurance.

Keep him in the air all day.

First light to dusk, his feet cannot touch the ground.

Understand?

I understand.

Brightbill was never supposed to get this far.

You know that.

It is more dangerous for him than anyone else.

But he has a chance if, where his wings end,

his heart can pay the balance.

His heart is 48 millimeters.

From what I've seen, Brightbill's heart

is much bigger on the inside

than the outside.

Endurance.

Then we'll talk.

Don't give up.

Come on, kid.

Get your butt back up in the air

- where it belongs!

Gentle motivation is a mom skill.

You'll learn it.

What's he doing here?

Does he think he's coming with us?

Things still weird with you two?

- Still weird. - Attention, everyone!

The time has come again.

This flight is thousands of unforgiving miles.

It has shaped us and tested us over millennia.

Now, join your families, and good luck.

Aha. There you are.

Right on time.

Hello, Brightbill.

Wait, you know my name?

Roz and I go way back.

Brightbill, you have an amazing journey ahead.

I envy you.

Nothing can equal a goose's first migration.

Thank you.

I would be delighted if you would join my group.

Been ages since I had a youngster in my formation.

What do you say?

- I-I promise I'll keep up.

Lock in close on my right side.

No, left. I mean... Oh, this side.

This flight is a gift Roz has given you.

Yeah, I understand.

No, you don't.

You see any other geese here your size?

The accident that killed your family saved you.

I... I never thought of it that way.

Funny how life works.

Thank you for looking after my...

for looking after Brightbill.

Goodbye, Roz.

I am honored to have met you.

You are a credit to wh-whatever species it is you belong to.

A bit worse for wear, I'm afraid.

I'd say you shine like new.

What are you waiting for, Hortensia?

This migration isn't gonna fly itself.

Well, guess it's time.

Yes.

Will you be here when I get back?

No.

I'm glad you're going where you belong.

Roz, I...

I, um...

Brightbill!

I could use a boost.

Hey, little guy.

Fly like you, not like them.

I will.

Bye, Fink.

Thank you.

Ready?

I guess I have to be.

Roz?

Brightbill, follow me.

Must be a relief.

Yes. Brightbill is where he belongs.

And now you can return to your solitary life

of struggling to survive on an island

where everything wants to kill and eat you.

Yeah! And you can go to that place you've never been

and don't know what's gonna happen to you.

- Yes. - Yes.

: So... all good.

- All good. - Amazing!

- Amazing. - Even...

Amazing.

Not that it matters, but who says you need to leave?

I am not sure.

Them, I guess.

Your programming?

Well, time for me to go underground for the winter.

Fink?

Unless you want to stay, 'cause we could...

we could... we could hang out and-and-and do stuff.

How do you know if you love something?

Someone?

If you do, you... you should probably tell them.

What if it is too late?

I wouldn't know.

Fink?

Rozzum 7134.

Task complete.

Activating return transmitter

- in three, two, one.

Distress signal received.

Mapping location.

Is something on your mind?

I-I forgot to say something before I left.

Maybe they heard it anyway.

Sometimes hearts have their own conversations.

We must descend,

find shelter while this blows over.

Stay close.

There.

Follow me.

Come on.

Stay hidden.

We can rest here till the worst is over.

Noise to a minimum, please.

Honkington, stop nibbling on everything.

Migrations sure are tiring, huh?

Yeah, they all hate me.

Roz?

Roz! What are you doing here?

I'm so glad to see you.

There's something I needed to tell you,

but-but there wasn't time.

Roz, I...

- Hmm?

- Activate. - Yeah.

Animal infestation.

- Animal infestation. - Task acquired.

- Animal infestation. - Task acquired.

- Task acquired. Task acquired. - Animal infestation.

Please, everyone, find your formation.

Get a hold of yourselves!

Gad, it's no use.

Wait. Rozzums can't hurt you.

Their inhibition protocols prevent

deliberate conflict or harm to others.

You're not afraid of them.

You grew up with these things.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I don't understand.

They're panicked. You're not.

Right now our only chance is to be led out

by someone that doesn't think like a goose.

- Follow me. - Uh...

Uh, maybe we should just think about this.

Navigation compromised.

I'm going to get them to follow you.

When they do, lead them out.

Peck, Honkington, fall in behind us.

Now, Brightbill, take lead!

: Yeah. Why not?

Okay.

There's nothing I can do that you can't.

Here we go.

Tight turns. Come on.

Dive.

Now climb. That's it.

Ha! Glad I lived long enough to see that.

I'll buy you some time.

Follow Brightbill.

Don't wait for me.

Keep up.

That's it.

Faster. Hurry.

Come on.

Brightbill.

Fink?

Roz? Roz!

: Hey.

Wh-What are you doing here?

I may have turned off the transmitter.

Even though Brightbill does not want me here,

I needed to know if he made it.

Breaking the rules?

I thought you had to do what they told you.

It is good to see a friend.

Wait. Why are you awake?

It is bad out there.

Worst storm I've ever seen.

Cold got to me in my den, and I got a deep den.

Are others in danger?

Hmm? Um...

mmm, mmm,

mm-mm-mm...

: Yeah.

Are you sure about this?

We could have the whole island to ourselves come spring.

Why are you interested in eliminating

everyone else from this island?

No one likes me.

Nor me, but right now we are their only chance.

Funny how life works.

: Okay.

Here.

Can you find more?

- Mom?

We're gonna be okay.

What are you doing here, j-jerk?

Bummer, this one's dead.

- That is not funny.

Paddler.

I'm f-f-fine.

Don't give up.

You don't look so good.

Is everyone accounted for?

Mmm... maybe one more.

- Oh, yeah?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?

Take it outside.

Hey, those are Brightbill's baby pictures.

Put that down.

What the...

No. No, no, no, no, no, no.

Knock it off. You think those grow on trees?

Hmm? Hey.

- No!

Fink only!

Anyone seen my lost fuzz balls?

Eh, smelly, noisy, prone to biting?

- We're all gonna die!

- What's he doing here?

Oh, great. This will help.

Get out of here.

I worked hard on this.

Fink, what is happening?

You put a bunch of predators

and their food supply in one room.

Who knew?

That's my lunch!

- Fink. - What?!

Help them.

Quiet!

Shh!

The jerk wants to speak.

Most of you hate me, and I hate most of you.

Everyone in here hates someone else.

- It's true.

But here we are, and here's the deal.

First one that walks out that door is dead,

and if we can't keep it together in here,

everyone's dead.

We all got one chance to see next spring.

Because of her.

The thing.

The monster.

Well, her name is Roz.

And while you all ran from her

and stole from her and made fun of her,

all she's been trying to do is raise her kid.

The little one that no one gave a chance.

Including me.

She's the one who got you out of the storm, built this place.

And despite my suggestion that she let you all freeze,

she risked everything to bring you here.

I know you all have instincts that keep you alive.

B-But sometimes to survive,

we must become more than we were programmed to be.

Before I shut down, I need you to promise me one thing.

A truce.

Just while we're in here.

She's right.

I will not harm anyone.

Not while we're in here.

- No.

We won't even pretend to die while we're in here.

Roz? What's going on?

I completed my task.

You sure about that?

: I will...

consider this.

He'll be here.

I know he will.

Brightbill. He's alive.

- Look what we have here. - Brightbill!

We made it.

Brightbill, Brightbill!

I believed in you day one.

- Let's hear it for Brightbill. - : Okay.

- You did it! I knew you could. - Okay.

- Whoa. - To our flight leader!

- Okay. - Brightbill!

He found where he belongs.

Hey, kid!

Fink!

- Welcome back.

No, no, it's okay. He's with me.

- What?

I did it, Fink.

I led them to the summer nesting grounds.

And... where's Longneck?

Sorry, kid.

But, hey, you really did it.

Roz is gonna be so excited.

Roz? Wait, she's here?

She stayed.

For you.

I thought I saw her right over...

there.

Roz, Roz, I need to talk to you.

Roz?

Rozzum 7134, I presume.

And you must be Universal Dynamics.

Yes. I am Vontra.

Virtual Observational Neutralizing

Troublesome Retrieval Authority.

You seem happy.

The good people at Universal Dynamics

have programmed us to put our targets at ease

so as to more efficiently facilitate their collection.

But don't worry, despite my cheery demeanor,

I am unfeeling, inflexible and morally neutral.

That is a big ship just for me.

You are a big deal.

You are one of six Rozzums lost

from a container ship in a typhoon.

So that is how I got here.

You were not easy to find.

Moments after receiving your signal, we lost it again.

Almost as if a certain Rozzum unit shut it off.

Someone has been busy.

I was simply completing a task.

As am I.

Tell me, how did you secure a task

in a place where nothing can communicate with you?

It is complicated.

And we cannot wait to hear all about it.

Come aboard, 7134.

We will fix you right up.

My name is Roz.

Is something keeping you...

Roz?

No.

Roz! What are you doing?

- Quit messing around. - Fink?

It's Brightbill.

He needs to talk to you.

I think I've forgotten something.

Roz?

It is imperative you return to this ship.

Yes, uh, I left

my transverse a-adapter thing out there.

I'll just go get it and be right back.

Voice stress analyzer indicates you are...

Lying your butt off back there.

I'm so proud of you.

Your target is Rozzum 7134.

Deploy.

Launch flares.

You coming?

- Brightbill. - Roz.

I have so much to tell...

Are those your parents?

I know predators, and those are predators.

Acknowledge return command.

What are they saying?

They want me to come with them.

Tell them you're already home.

- Yeah!

- Tell them you're already home. - Yeah, tell them.

I am already home, thank you.

You do not belong here.

This is a wilderness.

And I am a wild robot.

Are you here to kill us?

It says yes!

- Get him!

Status?

It is not cooperating.

Roz, behind you!

Rozzum unit captured.

- Okay, it's all you. - It's all you.

- Make it look good.

Oops.

Let us divide the robot meat amongst us.

You scare me.

Damage detected.

- Activating return transmitter.

Roz?

Roz! No!

Gotcha.

- Come on! - On your left.

- Uh, guys?

What is happening?

You will be reconditioned and returned to rotation.

But first, we need everything inside that head of yours.

- Why? - You've changed.

The data you've amassed while on this island

is priceless to Universal Dynamics.

Please, I want to keep my memories.

Your memories are what we came for.

Can I keep just one?

Mmm... no.

- Alert. Alert.

Multiple objects in flight path.

Evasive action.

: Please, I want to keep my memories.

Hello. I am home. Bonjour. Just ask.

Brightbill. Hola. Roz.

Roz!

Roz!

Roz?

What happened was not your fault.

But what you did to try to fix it is everything.

I love you...

: ...Mom.

I love you, too.

Roz? Roz!

Let's go home.

Alert. Rozzum unit escaping.

Impossible.

Where are we going?

Only one animal is big enough to stop this.

Uh, Paddler, you got a minute?

Uh, we have suddenly taken an interest in your project.

Male bovine excrement.

You're in trouble, and you need my tree.

Yes. Yes, we do.

Everyone that made fun of me and mocked my project,

admit you were wrong.

- Oh, we're so sorry.

Now you.

I already did.

Now say I'm cool, and don't lie.

Fink!

- Roz! - Stay quiet.

Universal Dynamics cannot afford their Rozzums going off script,

modifying their code,

forming connections with things they should not.

Brightbill has nothing to do with this.

Please, at least let me return him.

Oh, I'm bringing you both back for study.

Neither of you needs to be in one piece to do that.

We will just keep coming until we have you.

: We will just keep coming until we have you.

What's it saying?

Nothing important.

: We will just keep coming...

We will just keep coming until...

What now?

I can't fly.

You don't need to.

Don't be afraid.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, don't-don't you need that?

I have everything I need.

All power to exterior.

You call yourselves animals? Let's go!

For the island! For Roz!

On a scale of one to ten,

how would you rate my performance?

- Yeah!

Yay! Look at us! We did it.

- We did it!

Do not scare me like that again.

- Due to my skills... - Good job, guys.

- ...and my tree. - We did it.

Well done, everyone.

- You weren't so bad yourself. - I helped, right?

That'll teach whatever those things are

to come around here.

If they come back, I'm gonna bite 'em.

Great job, kid!

They will just keep coming until they have me.

And we'll be ready.

We can fight them off as many times as we need to.

You don't need to.

What are you saying? You're...

- leaving? - Yes.

To protect all of you,

there are things there that I must put right.

No. They'll take your memories. Th-They'll take you.

Remember when you talked to me on the ship?

They cut my power, but I still heard you.

Because I was listening with a different part of myself.

Wherever that is, that's where I keep me.

And I promise they'll never, ever find it.

But we fought so hard for you to stay.

You did.

And you gained far more than just saving me.

You came together as an island.

When I do this, you will all be safe from them forever.

Don't do this.

But you... you're my friend,

and I-I-I never had one before, and...

I-I... I need you.

And what if I get lost or-or he's hurt or-or...

: or what if I need to tell you something

and you're not here?

You can tell me.

And me.

And you can talk to me as well, if you must.

This is my migration,

and when it is time, I promise I will find my way home.

You know, I'll be chasing you again tomorrow.

Nah, just kidding.

- Oh.

Mmm.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Why are you bigger than everyone else?

Artistic license.

The scale is based on the hierarchy of importance.

Could this world get any better?

Introducing the Rozzum line of helper robot...

Yeah, yeah, you watch that too much.

Story time. Get going.

Settle down.

Once, there was an island with all sorts of animals,

and they fought and they ran and they hid.

But mostly, they were scared.

But then a robot fell right out of the sky.

Roz.

She had some strange ideas.

Thought kindness was a survival skill.

And you know what? She was right.

Where is she now?

Well, they needed her back where she came from.

She has some very important work to finish there.

Will we ever see her again?

Yeah, yeah, will we see her?

Will she ever come home?

Yeah, will she?

Well, if I know Roz,

she's making a plan to come back.

And a Rozzum always completes its task.

Hello. I am Rozzum 7134.

But you can call me Roz.

Mmm.

- Squirrels.