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SEBASTIAN: We just grew apart. She's different than us, Three.
She said she didn't want to be a part of us anymore.
-Us or you?
-It's not my fault. You think I wanted her to leave? I did everything I could to make her stay.
-Did you try and force her?
Yeah. That seems about right.
-Look, I know. I didn't get it before, but I get it now.
I haven't been fair to everyone. -Where is she?
-I'm sorry, okay?
Okay?
-I hate you. You're the reason that she left.
I wanna go be with Four.
-She has a new life now. It's not gonna be the same.
-This is why she left! You're even trying to control me right now.
-Okay, look, she sent you a letter. I didn't open it, but it has a return address on it.
-I can't believe we're the only ones. VIRGINIA: We've always been the only ones.
-Yeah, but for a second it looked like we might get some answers. FOX 2: Hey, you want the coat?
FOX 3: No, I want to get out.
-But don't you see though? The fact that we're the only ones emphasizes that they were given to us for a reason.
We're supposed to use them. You're supposed to help me.
I've got a new move I've been working on, I haven't even been able to use it yet.
-If this is going to be one of those conversations, I'm going to bed.
DONALD: What about you? JONAS: What about me?
FOX 2: Are you going out too? SEBASTIAN: Yeah.
-Do you want our coat? -No.
JONAS: I'm not using my powers anymore.
-How can you not use your powers? -It's actually the easiest thing in the world.
-We have a responsibility, Jonas. People would kill to do what we can do.
-You don't have any idea what I can do. -I know that you're wasting it.
-You don't know what you're talking about, man. -We're supposed to help people!
-What do you want, Donald? You want your mind read?
Top layer-What's top layer supposed to mean--oh, wait, he's reading my mind right...
Clear my mind! Clear my mind! Clear my mind!
The layer underneath that is currently about pizza.
Underneath that, is all naked girls. News flash! You're into brunettes.
And there are layers and layers underneath that that you would never want to know about.
What else do you want to know, Donald? How many people in a twenty five-mile radius
are thinking about committing a crime right now? Two hundred and seventy eight.
How many are seriously considering it? That'd be eight.
And how many might actually do something about it? Three.
That's right. When I turn this on, I get it all, man. I get it all. What else do you want? You wanna be cubed?
-Jonas?
-You wanna be atomized?
Is that what you were looking for? Is that a good time?
I can control matter at a molecular level.
You think I should be able to do that?
When I was sixteen, I figured out that I could control people.
Or I could shut them off entirely, do whatever I wanted to them, and then turn them back on, and they'd have no idea.
What do you think that meant for the female population of my high school?
How many people who were mean to me do you think mysteriously dropped into comas? If they were lucky.
This is a loaded gun.
You think the only way to help people, Donald, is to run around shootin' bad guys with your lightnin'?
I help people every day by just sitting in my room, watching movies, and trying to forget about what I can do.
And I fixed your asthma.
Think about that when you breathe deep!
-Okay, dude, I know you're traumatized right now,
but that was awesome.
-Whiskey.
Leave the bottle.
-You're him, right? You're the guy that keeps saving me?
-That's me! What are you doing here?
-Well, this was the last place I saw you and it's time for an explanation.
-Yes, please, that's awesome.
-Okay, explain.
-Me explain? -Yeah, well, why do I keep getting attacked?
Are you doing this to me? -Me? No! I saved you!
Twice!
-Well, then why does this keep happening to me?
I quit wearing nice clothes, guys still keep attacking me.
I stopped showering, I stink, and guys still attack me! Why does this keep happening to me?!
-Show me. -Okay.
...that's why I said we should go out. -Hi, Four!
-Three. -I just got your letter. She was keeping it from me 'til now.
-What are are you doing here? You can't be here! -Why?
-You have to get out of here before Frankie sees you? FRANKIE: Bella?
BELLA: Yeah, it's a sales thing. Go. -But you wrote me.
-Yeah, my cell phone number, but you can't just show up here. He can never know that you exist.
Yeah, so, uh... No soliciting, okay?
-Where you going?
-See? Every time! DONALD: Hey!
I've just got one thing to say to you.
ENERGY BALL!
-What was that? -I've been calling it Energy Ball.
Could use a little work. -Well, who are you?
-Mister Doctor Electricon, who are you? -I'm Estal.
-And this has been happening to you a lot lately?
-Like every time I go out. I don't know what it is, it's like bad people just find me.
-That sounds like a pretty good way for someone to find a lot of bad people.
-What?
-Estal, we got a lot to talk about.
[Intense hero music]
[Menacing laughter] DEEP VOICE: It's the Platoon of Power Squadron.