Turbo FAST (2013) s01e01 Episode Script
Crazy Fast
1 [engines rev.]
# - Whoa! - Woo! # Those snails are fast - # Turbo - F-A-S-T # That's the team you'll never beat Turbo, he got super speed Whiplash, he jets to the lead Skidmark, propeller flow Chet's safe, he'll take it slow Smoove Move with them speakers, baby Burn burnin' that fire crazy White Shadow, big with no fear Now you know the team is here There they go, gone in a flash - # Those snails are fast - Turbo # - # Those snails are fast - Whoa! # - # Those snails are fast - Whoa! # Those snails are fast, fast, fast, fast, fast - # Turbo - Woo! # That was a one crazy victory tour, little amigo.
But nothing beats coming home to calm, quiet, - serene Starlite Plaza.
- Hey, Taco Man! You and snail travel around world without me? I hope your trip was dumb, like you! [laughs.]
Oh! What you bring me? It better be good souvenir! Uh What?! A candy bar?! How disrespectful.
You just got that from airport! How dumb do you think I am? Mm.
I missed you.
So, anyway, I got a big surprise for you! Say hello to your new home.
[grunts.]
[flies buzzing.]
No, over here.
I call it Starlight City.
And look, it's got everything! A city hall, a movie theater, a skate park, do you see one of those plastic owls to keep the birds away?! [bird caws.]
Thanks to you, now all your amigos have a place to live where they can feel totally safe.
[crashing.]
- Sorry about that! - I'm all right! [crashing.]
And that.
Oh, look, there's your little girlfriend.
And she got all dolled up for you.
I'll give you two a little alone time.
For the last time, I'm his brother! Hermano! Hermano! [chuckles.]
That's a good look for you there, brother.
Ah, come here buddy.
Bring it in.
- Slug hug! One time.
- Ah! You've been all over the world! Who knows what you picked up! Slug-fluenza, shell pox, snailaria! Ugh.
Brand-new city, same old Chet.
Can you believe this place? And it happened because one snail had a crazy dream to become a racer.
Which reminds me, I wanna show you something that'll knock your stalks off! Everyone wanted to thank you for making the city possible.
So we all got together and built you Oh-oh! Wait! Let me guess.
My very own race track?! - Seriously? On your first guess? - No way! Oh, yeah! I-I was just kidding! You mean you really got me my own? Whoa! [announcer over PA.]
Ladies and gentlemen, put your eyestalks together for the snail of the hour, Turbo! [chanting.]
Tubro! Tubro! Hey! [chanting.]
Turbo! Turbo! Oh, no way! Chet, are you throwing me a surprise homecoming race? Will you stop guessing?! And yes! But not just me [announcer.]
And now let's meet today's racers.
- Whiplash.
- Call the doctor, you are about to get a serious case of whiplash.
- [announcer.]
Burn.
- Stand back or you might get burned! - [announcer.]
White Shadow.
- [echoing.]
Shadow, Shadow, Shadow [announcer.]
Smoove Move.
Mmm.
[groovy music.]
You best "Smoove" out the way.
- [announcer.]
Skidmark.
- I'm crazy fast! And, of course, today's guest of honor, the Indy 500 champion himself, Turbo! Welcome back, garden snail.
Long time no "S" to the "double-E," yo.
- White Shadow.
- Ah.
Missed you too, buddy.
Glad to have you back.
Now maybe Chet won't cry himself to sleep every night.
- Boo! - I'm kidding.
Just some nights.
Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho! - I can't believe we got our own track.
- Oh.
You best believe it.
Tito laid down the basics, but we made it our own.
- We modified it.
- Customized it.
- And snail-ified it, ya dig? - Sounds awesome.
Let's light this place up! Uh, couple of things you might want to know first.
- Sh! Don't ruin the surprise.
- Did you shush me? Did he just shush me? Oh, it's on now, garden snail! Looks like they're ready to start.
I'm your announcer, Shell Melman Correction: I'm your announcer, Mel Shellman, welcoming you to today's inaugural race.
[engines revving.]
[beeping.]
[tires screeching.]
- Here we go! - Watch me! - Who put? - Uh-huh.
Better catch up! Ha! I've got the need for speed.
Oh, you gonna need more than speed on this track.
[laughs.]
We'll see! End of the straightaway, time for an easy left [grunts.]
- Oh, yeah! - Here we go! He turned left! [laughter.]
This ain't no Indy car track.
You snail racing now! Vroom, vroom, vroom! [making engine noises.]
- What are those? - White Shadow! - Jump! Leap! - What the Hey! Who put speed bumps on a racetrack? Ah! This track is crazy! Uh-huh! And that's how you gotta race it: crazy! [Turbo.]
Is that a? Burn, burn.
Sizzle, sizzle.
[grunts.]
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! Oof! Now what? The "S" in S-turns stands for Smoove, baby.
Well, with me it stands for "speed!" [grunting.]
Ouch, ouch, ouch! [yelling.]
[screams.]
Turbo's covered in blood! [laughs.]
Don't worry, folks! It's only tomato juice.
Aah! Turbo's covered in tomato juice! [laughter.]
[Smoove.]
I'm right behind you! [all shrieking.]
Ah! - Whoo! - Ooh-wee! [Smoove.]
You can't touch this! - Wow! - Oh! Finally, a straightaway.
[echoing laughter.]
[all gasping.]
Turbo! Well, well, well.
We finally meet.
- And you are? - Hardcase.
And I'm the fastest on the planet.
- Fastest what? - Fastest anything! - Faster than a jet? - OK, I'm the fastest creature on Earth.
[Chuckles.]
Really? You're faster than a cheetah? Well, no.
But I am the fastest insect.
Are you faster than a grasshopper riding on a cheetah? What? I don't know.
The point is, for our size, on this planet, I'm the fastest.
- Look it up! - [Chet.]
Got it! Tiger beetle.
[muttering.]
"Natural habitat: Indo-Malaysia.
Genus: Manticora" [laughs.]
Look! He's related to the stinkbug! - Distantly related.
Scroll down.
- "Predators: venomous snakes, spotted yellowback tree frogs and large boots.
" - Farther down.
To the bottom! - Oh, here it is.
"For their size, the fastest creature in the world.
" Oh, no! If the Internet says it, it must be true! Unless that's what the Internet wants us to think! This is all very fascinating, but why are you here? Because he stole my destiny! The fame, the trophy, the fancy endorsement deals! It should all be mine! I'm faster than you! If we raced, I'd beat you like a drum.
Oh, yeah? I'd beat you like a bass drum.
- I'd beat you like a whole drum set.
- [all.]
Ooh! Well, I'd beat you like a guy who beats the drums so hard that he's he's gotten hard of hearing, so he's got to beat those drums even harder to hear them.
If he can't hear, wouldn't he just give up drums? 'Cause maybe his mom worked two jobs to pay for those drum lessons so he promised her he'd never quit.
Huh! There's only one way to settle this.
- I'll go get the drums! - He means with a race! - Name the date.
- Tomorrow! We race for your title, your trophy, and the whole town.
What? Why would I ever agree to that? Because if you don't, my boys will tear this city apart! [clicking.]
Ah! [clicking.]
[crowd gasping.]
Ugh! All right, you've got your race.
But you do see that giant trophy behind me, right? That says I've out-raced Indy cars.
Oh, really? Could any of those cars do this? [Whiplash.]
Where'd he go? [Hardcase laughs.]
- Huh? Say what? - Hey! Over here! - What? - Hi.
- Huh? - Yoo-hoo! Up here! Boo.
Up here again! [laughs.]
I'm a tiger beetle.
[roars.]
[cackles.]
Oof! This is too easy.
Ooh! I like the view from up here.
Can't wait to move in.
[laughs.]
See you tomorrow! Why do I feel like this is totally my fault? Nah, don't beat yourself up.
It's not like you invited the guy here.
You just accepted his challenge and put our lives in danger.
Not to mention he's probably gonna destroy the entire city - we built for you! - Yep.
That's why.
Well, at least you guys built the perfect track - Thank you.
- for a tiger beetle! Weren't you guys at the Indy 500? I'm good at the flat, simple stuff.
We felt artistically you wouldn't want to repeat yourself.
- Yeah, I would.
- Let's face it, folks.
Tomorrow's moving day.
Moving day! Pull yourself together! Baby.
- You're packed already? - This is my standby emergency suitcase.
That's my back-up standby emergency suitcase.
Relax, Turbo.
So the bug has physical skills you can never match, and tremendous speed, and can pretty much jump over every obstacle on the track that you just crashed into.
Yeah, OK.
Is there a part of this that gets positive? Racing is as much mental as it is physical.
Winners don't just race fast, they race smart.
We built this track, we can teach you how to run it.
Yeah yeah! I mean, come on, how hard could it be? [rock music plays.]
I start by making my mind a complete blank.
- As opposed to? - Then I look for hill buddies.
One to launch, one to land.
- I'm sorry, hill what? - Vroom, vroom, vroom! [imitating engine noises.]
Launch! Land! White Shadow! Heh.
I could probably do that in one jump.
[engine revving.]
[whistling sound.]
[crashing.]
[Turbo.]
Don't anyone worry! The metal bottom of this dumpster totally broke my fall! [siren wails.]
[rock music plays.]
The loop is like a man.
You gotta come on strong.
Then back off.
Then come on real strong.
[kisses.]
- [whispers.]
I fear for you.
- I fear everything.
Backing off? Not my style.
That's one way to do it.
[siren wails.]
On them S-turns, you gots to groove through the grove.
I don't know [funk music plays.]
You know, I think I'll find my own beat.
[heavy metal plays.]
[tires screeching.]
[screams, crashing.]
[siren wails.]
[groaning.]
How's he doing? Well, if he had bones, they'd all be broken.
What I hear you saying is, he'll be ready to go again in five.
No, I won't.
Let's face it, guys.
OK? I'm never gonna beat Hardcase tomorrow.
Not on this crazy track.
[sighs.]
What do we do now? [moans.]
I'll put away the drums.
[yawns.]
[panting.]
[music.]
Hey, brother, wait up! Let me guess.
You're gonna try to give me a pep talk.
Well, yes, you guessed it.
Again.
You know me so well.
Well, guess what, brother? - You know me really well too? - Come on! Give me something! But yes, as a matter of fact, I do.
And the Turbo I know - Would never give up like this.
- Right.
- That's how I won this trophy! - But - It wasn't just me who won! - Because Because I did it with the help of my friends.
- Who are - Who are still here to support me now! You're right, Chet! I can do this.
I just need to embrace the help of my friends.
Hey, guys! I changed my mind! I'm ready to practice! This time we'll do it your way! Leave it to Turbo to give a pep talk to himself.
[food crunching.]
See? I told you that was his girlfriend.
Who care? More candy! Mm spicy.
[rock music plays.]
[grunts.]
[both.]
Ooh! [grunts.]
- White Shadow.
White Shadow.
- What? - Yeah, I heard you, I'm not sure what - White Shadow.
- I - White Shadow.
Hm [grunts.]
Oh! Ooh! Oh Hey! I'm doing it [grunts.]
- How's it look, Skid? - I've seen worse.
- Really? - Ah, sure.
- Oh! - Well, I do have a prototype shell.
- It is 30 percent lighter.
- That sounds good.
But it's 70 percent more flammable, and 90 percent more fragile.
- And you probably shouldn't get it wet.
- You think I'm ready? - Do I think you're ready? - Ah! - OK, is that a yes or a no? - Let me tell you what I know.
I know you're the fastest dang snail that's ever lived.
I know you've practiced harder than anyone I've ever seen.
And I know you know this course like the back of your shell.
'Course there comes a time in almost every race - when things go sideways.
- Or upside down.
And all your planning means squat.
- Ok, so what do I do then? - Only thing a snail can do: get crazy! Yeah Yeah.
Yeah, get crazy.
Wait, what? [announcer.]
Welcome to a race that will crown one competitor the fastest racer on Earth, and perhaps cost us our beloved new home.
No pressure, right, Turbo? Pretty new shell.
Too bad it's about to be covered in my dust.
Funny.
Now here's my comeback.
I'm I'm gonna You're I'm gonna beat you.
I'll go get the drums! Tonight's epic mano a mano race is a single lap around the Starlight City Raceway.
"Mano a mano" that means "holding hands"? Right, Charley? No? OK.
[beeping.]
[buzzer sounds.]
[crowd cheering.]
White Shadow.
White Shadow! - Thanks, hill buddies! - White Shadow! [grunts.]
See you later.
Yeah, I taught him that.
Yeah! [chuckles.]
There they go into Tomato Grove! Find your groove, baby.
[smooth jazz plays.]
[country music plays.]
[disco plays.]
Here we go.
How's the view down there? [laughs.]
[grunts, laughs.]
Delicious! [grunts.]
Huh? [grunts.]
[grunting, groaning.]
[chuckles.]
Oh! [crowd cheering.]
[clicking.]
The boss is losing! Time for Plan B! Turbo's in the lead coming down the final stretch! Spoiler alert! The winner's gonna be Turb Oh, no! [all.]
Oh, no! [crowd gasping.]
Gah! Oh! Mm Ooh! What a terrible accident.
[cackles.]
Too bad you can't jump like me, ground pounder.
[laughs.]
[grunting.]
Mm! Hey! Oh Huh? All right! Yeah! [chuckles.]
Look at him.
He's lost it.
What's he doing? He'd be crazy to try - to get through all that.
- Exactly.
OK, hill buddies? Check.
S-turn? Check.
Loop de loop? Check.
Come on strong - Check! - What?! Uh-oh! Whoa! Oof! [crowd cheering.]
[laughs.]
Oh! Snailed it! [announcer.]
And the winner is Turbo! [chanting.]
Turbo! Turbo! - Crazy enough for you? - Ah, it's a start.
Thanks for the advice, Whiplash.
That's how I say "you're welcome.
" - Way to go, brother! Slug hug! - Thanks, Chet.
- Told you not to get it wet.
- [Hardcase.]
Hey! Nobody calls Hardcase a sore loser.
Because nobody who beat me has ever survived! Beetles! Attack! [clicking.]
[Hardcase laughs.]
[grunts.]
You wanna be a sore loser? You can be a bruised loser too! Crush! Smash! Bounce your head! - Smash! Crush! - Meet my number one fan! Oh, yeah! A 360-degree Burn! Beetles smash! [grunting.]
[laughing.]
Sorry, boys.
No riders.
[cackles.]
Get away from my brother! [war cry.]
[mandibles clicking.]
[laughs.]
[frogs croaking.]
No, it can't be! Not here! They're getting closer! Every beetle for themselves! [all yelling.]
We've got to go! I ain't getting paid for this! [frogs croaking.]
The sound of the spotted yellowback tree frog, baby.
Natural enemy of the tiger beetle.
Found it on the Internets.
Bam! - That was amazing! - You smoked 'em! From now on, anyone messes with one of us, they mess with all of us.
- Yeah! - That is correct.
This averted disaster has been brought to you by Turbo and the Starlight Crew! Oh, no.
Uh-uh.
We are not going by that name.
We sound like ballroom dancers.
We need a name that says who we are.
- Well, we're fast.
- And into action.
- And racing! - Fast Action Racing Team! [all murmuring.]
Go F.
A.
R.
T.
! [farting sound.]
How about - Fast Action Stunt Team? - Oh, yeah.
That's better.
- Oh, yeah! - Like it, like it, like it.
# - Whoa! - Woo! # Those snails are fast - # Turbo - F-A-S-T # That's the team you'll never beat Turbo, he got super speed Whiplash, he jets to the lead Skidmark, propeller flow Chet's safe, he'll take it slow Smoove Move with them speakers, baby Burn burnin' that fire crazy White Shadow, big with no fear Now you know the team is here There they go, gone in a flash - # Those snails are fast - Turbo # - # Those snails are fast - Whoa! # - # Those snails are fast - Whoa! # Those snails are fast, fast, fast, fast, fast - # Turbo - Woo! # That was a one crazy victory tour, little amigo.
But nothing beats coming home to calm, quiet, - serene Starlite Plaza.
- Hey, Taco Man! You and snail travel around world without me? I hope your trip was dumb, like you! [laughs.]
Oh! What you bring me? It better be good souvenir! Uh What?! A candy bar?! How disrespectful.
You just got that from airport! How dumb do you think I am? Mm.
I missed you.
So, anyway, I got a big surprise for you! Say hello to your new home.
[grunts.]
[flies buzzing.]
No, over here.
I call it Starlight City.
And look, it's got everything! A city hall, a movie theater, a skate park, do you see one of those plastic owls to keep the birds away?! [bird caws.]
Thanks to you, now all your amigos have a place to live where they can feel totally safe.
[crashing.]
- Sorry about that! - I'm all right! [crashing.]
And that.
Oh, look, there's your little girlfriend.
And she got all dolled up for you.
I'll give you two a little alone time.
For the last time, I'm his brother! Hermano! Hermano! [chuckles.]
That's a good look for you there, brother.
Ah, come here buddy.
Bring it in.
- Slug hug! One time.
- Ah! You've been all over the world! Who knows what you picked up! Slug-fluenza, shell pox, snailaria! Ugh.
Brand-new city, same old Chet.
Can you believe this place? And it happened because one snail had a crazy dream to become a racer.
Which reminds me, I wanna show you something that'll knock your stalks off! Everyone wanted to thank you for making the city possible.
So we all got together and built you Oh-oh! Wait! Let me guess.
My very own race track?! - Seriously? On your first guess? - No way! Oh, yeah! I-I was just kidding! You mean you really got me my own? Whoa! [announcer over PA.]
Ladies and gentlemen, put your eyestalks together for the snail of the hour, Turbo! [chanting.]
Tubro! Tubro! Hey! [chanting.]
Turbo! Turbo! Oh, no way! Chet, are you throwing me a surprise homecoming race? Will you stop guessing?! And yes! But not just me [announcer.]
And now let's meet today's racers.
- Whiplash.
- Call the doctor, you are about to get a serious case of whiplash.
- [announcer.]
Burn.
- Stand back or you might get burned! - [announcer.]
White Shadow.
- [echoing.]
Shadow, Shadow, Shadow [announcer.]
Smoove Move.
Mmm.
[groovy music.]
You best "Smoove" out the way.
- [announcer.]
Skidmark.
- I'm crazy fast! And, of course, today's guest of honor, the Indy 500 champion himself, Turbo! Welcome back, garden snail.
Long time no "S" to the "double-E," yo.
- White Shadow.
- Ah.
Missed you too, buddy.
Glad to have you back.
Now maybe Chet won't cry himself to sleep every night.
- Boo! - I'm kidding.
Just some nights.
Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho! - I can't believe we got our own track.
- Oh.
You best believe it.
Tito laid down the basics, but we made it our own.
- We modified it.
- Customized it.
- And snail-ified it, ya dig? - Sounds awesome.
Let's light this place up! Uh, couple of things you might want to know first.
- Sh! Don't ruin the surprise.
- Did you shush me? Did he just shush me? Oh, it's on now, garden snail! Looks like they're ready to start.
I'm your announcer, Shell Melman Correction: I'm your announcer, Mel Shellman, welcoming you to today's inaugural race.
[engines revving.]
[beeping.]
[tires screeching.]
- Here we go! - Watch me! - Who put? - Uh-huh.
Better catch up! Ha! I've got the need for speed.
Oh, you gonna need more than speed on this track.
[laughs.]
We'll see! End of the straightaway, time for an easy left [grunts.]
- Oh, yeah! - Here we go! He turned left! [laughter.]
This ain't no Indy car track.
You snail racing now! Vroom, vroom, vroom! [making engine noises.]
- What are those? - White Shadow! - Jump! Leap! - What the Hey! Who put speed bumps on a racetrack? Ah! This track is crazy! Uh-huh! And that's how you gotta race it: crazy! [Turbo.]
Is that a? Burn, burn.
Sizzle, sizzle.
[grunts.]
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! Oof! Now what? The "S" in S-turns stands for Smoove, baby.
Well, with me it stands for "speed!" [grunting.]
Ouch, ouch, ouch! [yelling.]
[screams.]
Turbo's covered in blood! [laughs.]
Don't worry, folks! It's only tomato juice.
Aah! Turbo's covered in tomato juice! [laughter.]
[Smoove.]
I'm right behind you! [all shrieking.]
Ah! - Whoo! - Ooh-wee! [Smoove.]
You can't touch this! - Wow! - Oh! Finally, a straightaway.
[echoing laughter.]
[all gasping.]
Turbo! Well, well, well.
We finally meet.
- And you are? - Hardcase.
And I'm the fastest on the planet.
- Fastest what? - Fastest anything! - Faster than a jet? - OK, I'm the fastest creature on Earth.
[Chuckles.]
Really? You're faster than a cheetah? Well, no.
But I am the fastest insect.
Are you faster than a grasshopper riding on a cheetah? What? I don't know.
The point is, for our size, on this planet, I'm the fastest.
- Look it up! - [Chet.]
Got it! Tiger beetle.
[muttering.]
"Natural habitat: Indo-Malaysia.
Genus: Manticora" [laughs.]
Look! He's related to the stinkbug! - Distantly related.
Scroll down.
- "Predators: venomous snakes, spotted yellowback tree frogs and large boots.
" - Farther down.
To the bottom! - Oh, here it is.
"For their size, the fastest creature in the world.
" Oh, no! If the Internet says it, it must be true! Unless that's what the Internet wants us to think! This is all very fascinating, but why are you here? Because he stole my destiny! The fame, the trophy, the fancy endorsement deals! It should all be mine! I'm faster than you! If we raced, I'd beat you like a drum.
Oh, yeah? I'd beat you like a bass drum.
- I'd beat you like a whole drum set.
- [all.]
Ooh! Well, I'd beat you like a guy who beats the drums so hard that he's he's gotten hard of hearing, so he's got to beat those drums even harder to hear them.
If he can't hear, wouldn't he just give up drums? 'Cause maybe his mom worked two jobs to pay for those drum lessons so he promised her he'd never quit.
Huh! There's only one way to settle this.
- I'll go get the drums! - He means with a race! - Name the date.
- Tomorrow! We race for your title, your trophy, and the whole town.
What? Why would I ever agree to that? Because if you don't, my boys will tear this city apart! [clicking.]
Ah! [clicking.]
[crowd gasping.]
Ugh! All right, you've got your race.
But you do see that giant trophy behind me, right? That says I've out-raced Indy cars.
Oh, really? Could any of those cars do this? [Whiplash.]
Where'd he go? [Hardcase laughs.]
- Huh? Say what? - Hey! Over here! - What? - Hi.
- Huh? - Yoo-hoo! Up here! Boo.
Up here again! [laughs.]
I'm a tiger beetle.
[roars.]
[cackles.]
Oof! This is too easy.
Ooh! I like the view from up here.
Can't wait to move in.
[laughs.]
See you tomorrow! Why do I feel like this is totally my fault? Nah, don't beat yourself up.
It's not like you invited the guy here.
You just accepted his challenge and put our lives in danger.
Not to mention he's probably gonna destroy the entire city - we built for you! - Yep.
That's why.
Well, at least you guys built the perfect track - Thank you.
- for a tiger beetle! Weren't you guys at the Indy 500? I'm good at the flat, simple stuff.
We felt artistically you wouldn't want to repeat yourself.
- Yeah, I would.
- Let's face it, folks.
Tomorrow's moving day.
Moving day! Pull yourself together! Baby.
- You're packed already? - This is my standby emergency suitcase.
That's my back-up standby emergency suitcase.
Relax, Turbo.
So the bug has physical skills you can never match, and tremendous speed, and can pretty much jump over every obstacle on the track that you just crashed into.
Yeah, OK.
Is there a part of this that gets positive? Racing is as much mental as it is physical.
Winners don't just race fast, they race smart.
We built this track, we can teach you how to run it.
Yeah yeah! I mean, come on, how hard could it be? [rock music plays.]
I start by making my mind a complete blank.
- As opposed to? - Then I look for hill buddies.
One to launch, one to land.
- I'm sorry, hill what? - Vroom, vroom, vroom! [imitating engine noises.]
Launch! Land! White Shadow! Heh.
I could probably do that in one jump.
[engine revving.]
[whistling sound.]
[crashing.]
[Turbo.]
Don't anyone worry! The metal bottom of this dumpster totally broke my fall! [siren wails.]
[rock music plays.]
The loop is like a man.
You gotta come on strong.
Then back off.
Then come on real strong.
[kisses.]
- [whispers.]
I fear for you.
- I fear everything.
Backing off? Not my style.
That's one way to do it.
[siren wails.]
On them S-turns, you gots to groove through the grove.
I don't know [funk music plays.]
You know, I think I'll find my own beat.
[heavy metal plays.]
[tires screeching.]
[screams, crashing.]
[siren wails.]
[groaning.]
How's he doing? Well, if he had bones, they'd all be broken.
What I hear you saying is, he'll be ready to go again in five.
No, I won't.
Let's face it, guys.
OK? I'm never gonna beat Hardcase tomorrow.
Not on this crazy track.
[sighs.]
What do we do now? [moans.]
I'll put away the drums.
[yawns.]
[panting.]
[music.]
Hey, brother, wait up! Let me guess.
You're gonna try to give me a pep talk.
Well, yes, you guessed it.
Again.
You know me so well.
Well, guess what, brother? - You know me really well too? - Come on! Give me something! But yes, as a matter of fact, I do.
And the Turbo I know - Would never give up like this.
- Right.
- That's how I won this trophy! - But - It wasn't just me who won! - Because Because I did it with the help of my friends.
- Who are - Who are still here to support me now! You're right, Chet! I can do this.
I just need to embrace the help of my friends.
Hey, guys! I changed my mind! I'm ready to practice! This time we'll do it your way! Leave it to Turbo to give a pep talk to himself.
[food crunching.]
See? I told you that was his girlfriend.
Who care? More candy! Mm spicy.
[rock music plays.]
[grunts.]
[both.]
Ooh! [grunts.]
- White Shadow.
White Shadow.
- What? - Yeah, I heard you, I'm not sure what - White Shadow.
- I - White Shadow.
Hm [grunts.]
Oh! Ooh! Oh Hey! I'm doing it [grunts.]
- How's it look, Skid? - I've seen worse.
- Really? - Ah, sure.
- Oh! - Well, I do have a prototype shell.
- It is 30 percent lighter.
- That sounds good.
But it's 70 percent more flammable, and 90 percent more fragile.
- And you probably shouldn't get it wet.
- You think I'm ready? - Do I think you're ready? - Ah! - OK, is that a yes or a no? - Let me tell you what I know.
I know you're the fastest dang snail that's ever lived.
I know you've practiced harder than anyone I've ever seen.
And I know you know this course like the back of your shell.
'Course there comes a time in almost every race - when things go sideways.
- Or upside down.
And all your planning means squat.
- Ok, so what do I do then? - Only thing a snail can do: get crazy! Yeah Yeah.
Yeah, get crazy.
Wait, what? [announcer.]
Welcome to a race that will crown one competitor the fastest racer on Earth, and perhaps cost us our beloved new home.
No pressure, right, Turbo? Pretty new shell.
Too bad it's about to be covered in my dust.
Funny.
Now here's my comeback.
I'm I'm gonna You're I'm gonna beat you.
I'll go get the drums! Tonight's epic mano a mano race is a single lap around the Starlight City Raceway.
"Mano a mano" that means "holding hands"? Right, Charley? No? OK.
[beeping.]
[buzzer sounds.]
[crowd cheering.]
White Shadow.
White Shadow! - Thanks, hill buddies! - White Shadow! [grunts.]
See you later.
Yeah, I taught him that.
Yeah! [chuckles.]
There they go into Tomato Grove! Find your groove, baby.
[smooth jazz plays.]
[country music plays.]
[disco plays.]
Here we go.
How's the view down there? [laughs.]
[grunts, laughs.]
Delicious! [grunts.]
Huh? [grunts.]
[grunting, groaning.]
[chuckles.]
Oh! [crowd cheering.]
[clicking.]
The boss is losing! Time for Plan B! Turbo's in the lead coming down the final stretch! Spoiler alert! The winner's gonna be Turb Oh, no! [all.]
Oh, no! [crowd gasping.]
Gah! Oh! Mm Ooh! What a terrible accident.
[cackles.]
Too bad you can't jump like me, ground pounder.
[laughs.]
[grunting.]
Mm! Hey! Oh Huh? All right! Yeah! [chuckles.]
Look at him.
He's lost it.
What's he doing? He'd be crazy to try - to get through all that.
- Exactly.
OK, hill buddies? Check.
S-turn? Check.
Loop de loop? Check.
Come on strong - Check! - What?! Uh-oh! Whoa! Oof! [crowd cheering.]
[laughs.]
Oh! Snailed it! [announcer.]
And the winner is Turbo! [chanting.]
Turbo! Turbo! - Crazy enough for you? - Ah, it's a start.
Thanks for the advice, Whiplash.
That's how I say "you're welcome.
" - Way to go, brother! Slug hug! - Thanks, Chet.
- Told you not to get it wet.
- [Hardcase.]
Hey! Nobody calls Hardcase a sore loser.
Because nobody who beat me has ever survived! Beetles! Attack! [clicking.]
[Hardcase laughs.]
[grunts.]
You wanna be a sore loser? You can be a bruised loser too! Crush! Smash! Bounce your head! - Smash! Crush! - Meet my number one fan! Oh, yeah! A 360-degree Burn! Beetles smash! [grunting.]
[laughing.]
Sorry, boys.
No riders.
[cackles.]
Get away from my brother! [war cry.]
[mandibles clicking.]
[laughs.]
[frogs croaking.]
No, it can't be! Not here! They're getting closer! Every beetle for themselves! [all yelling.]
We've got to go! I ain't getting paid for this! [frogs croaking.]
The sound of the spotted yellowback tree frog, baby.
Natural enemy of the tiger beetle.
Found it on the Internets.
Bam! - That was amazing! - You smoked 'em! From now on, anyone messes with one of us, they mess with all of us.
- Yeah! - That is correct.
This averted disaster has been brought to you by Turbo and the Starlight Crew! Oh, no.
Uh-uh.
We are not going by that name.
We sound like ballroom dancers.
We need a name that says who we are.
- Well, we're fast.
- And into action.
- And racing! - Fast Action Racing Team! [all murmuring.]
Go F.
A.
R.
T.
! [farting sound.]
How about - Fast Action Stunt Team? - Oh, yeah.
That's better.
- Oh, yeah! - Like it, like it, like it.