Wait.
Did you... bring water?
Yeah.
Uh, no, sorry.
I drank it all on the way here.
- What? - Bro, it's hot up there.
Whoa! Easy.
- Whoa!
You know how to ride one of these?
Are you kidding?
I don't even know what the hell it is.
- Hyaah! - What?
Yeah!
Whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no!
All right, the water's right there.
Let's go, skinny jeans.
Yeah. All right.
Good job, little brother. High-five.
No.
All right. Good job.
You know, I got a bunch of king shit to do back in Atlantis
so we should go.
Ahh! Come on, Topo!
This is worse than I could have possibly imagined.
The safety and security of Atlantis is a sacred trust.
No king has allowed the great city wall to be breached