[speaking alien language]
Five, four, three... my ticket outta here.
Did you see that?
[grunting]
Oh, yeah, no one here understands anything.
[chirping]
Sorry, didn't quite catch that.
You'll have to chirp a little slower.
Easy fellas. It's called humor.
It takes the edge off of the hard labor.
Drednok! What's the top bot doing down here?
You look... tense.
Have you seen Fugitive Zero?
Well, I can see how you lost him.
He barely fits in your hand.
But I'll make sure to keep an eye out.
Uh, you may want to ask that thing.
He looks like he has a big mouth.
If that even is a mouth.
Hey-oh-oh! Whoa!
Prisoner Dal R'El, what species are you?
Wow, getting personal. Borderline inappropriate.
Okay. Let's do this. Honestly, who knows?
If you can enlighten me,
it'd sure be a weight off of my shoulders.
I'd ask my co-workers, but you banned translators
to keep us from talking, so...
He's seen Zero.
Hey... hey now, easy with that thing.
[screaming]
Fugitive Zero is here.
[beeping]
[chirping]
[panting]
Which way is up? Up? Up? Up?
[grunting]
Ugh. Whoa! Not this way, okay.
[chirping ]
Ah! Oh, no...
Seems that you've spilled your goop.
[growling]
[chirping]
Mind your own business! Nothing to see here!
Ahh-ah-ah!
[speaking alien language]
[laughing]
Remember this day, Watchers,
when you watched the wily Dal R'El fool you all
and escape! Oh, n-n-n-n-no!
[groaning]
[speaking alien language]
[humming] Aah! What the...?
What's that? I can borrow it?
Thanks! I'll be sure to return it!
[speaking alien language]
Get out of the way!
Whoa! Ah! Okay, what's the plan?
[screaming]
Okay, Dal. Let's find a way outta here.
Rubble Crusher Outlet?
It probably sounds worse than it is.
Ah! Ah! It's worse! It's so much worse!
[speaking alien language]
[beeping]
[alarm blaring]
Come on. Come on. Come on.
No one. [chuckles]
No one shall escape.
You can make it. You got this. Just a little further.
Come on, Dal!
Please. Please.
Ah. No. No! [screaming]