[theme music playing]
[ringing]
[laughing]
[thudding]
Ol' Red doesn't ride like she used to.
Man, that bike is perfect for us!
[gasping] 300 bucks?
There's no way we could ever afford it.
Incoming!
Whoa!
Sorry about that, Lana.
Don't worry, Flynn. It's nothing that Wrenchy and I can't handle.
And finished!
Here, let me give you some of my allowance.
Well, see you in class tomorrow.
[gasping] Hops, I know how we can get that bike!
There's gotta be other people in town
who need their rides repaired.
We can do mechanic work for money!
[croaking]
Whoa. Does Flip have a garage?
Eh, that depends on who's asking.
You ain't workin' for Big Bill's Underground Muffler Ring,
are ya?
Not really sure what any of that means,
but I'm just looking for a garage to do some repairs.
This used to be one.
But it ain't available on account of it being
Nacho's raccoon cave.
[growling]
Thanks anyway, Flip.
I guess we'll have to find another place
to make money for that new bike.
Bike money, huh?
Wait! Eh, uh, hold your horses there!
[snarling, growling]
The garage is all yours, Loud, under one condition:
You gotta cut Ol' Flip-a-roony in on the profits.
I'll even teach you my 50 Phillipini tactics
for a better business. Deal?
Deal, partner!
[groaning, splatting]
[laughing]
Chain is rusted through.
Just give us a buzz when she's ready for pickup.
We'll be riding our spare in the meantime. Ta-ta.
[chiming]
Huh?
Flip, stop.
Well the dang peddles on this thing are broken too.
What? No, they're-
Told ya. Charging for those too.
Um, Flip, aren't we just, uh... ripping 'em off?
Heck, no. I'm doing them a favor.
Those pedals were going to fall off sometime
in the next, uh, ten to 15 years.
But Flip.
Look, we've got a good business going here.
You want that new bike or not?
[gasping]
[snoring]
[honking]
How's it going Mr. Fox?
The Mrs and I are taking the quintuplets
to Dairyland today
and wanted to get the tires rotated
before our trip Everyone out!
[clanking]
[whistling]
We'll be back in a bit.
Flip, what are you doing?
Mr. Fox asked for a simple tire rotation.
Hey, I got a feeling that after their little trip
to Dairyland Fox is gonna need some new spark plugs.
Why's that?
Cause he ain't got any.
Now we've just got to put in some temporary replacements.
Hey, you can't do that.
Use this beef jerky instead.
It'll fit better, and look more like spark plugs.
298, 299, 300!
We officially have enough for the bike, Hops!
[sputtering]
Something's seriously wrong with the van.
Sorry, gang, don't think we're making it
to Dairyland today.
[crying]
Oh, man. That's all my fault.
Hey there, Foxes!
Let me take a look at that van for ya!
Yeah, you got a spark plug issue.
Oh, great. I guess I'm paying for more repairs now.
Sorry, kids. Pizza dinner is off this Friday.
[crying]
I'll buy you new spark plugs.
Really? Why?
[sighing] Long story short, I took some bad advice.
Just bring the van by 1216 Franklin Avenue.
Hey, I thought we were partners!
And this is how you repay me?
[clearing throats]
[chuckles nervously]
Get him!
[screaming]