[heist music playing]
[Channel 6 Action News music playing]
Tiffany Fluffit reporting live at Gemstone Row,
in what appears to be another hit by The Sting, and… [gasps]
[sinister music playing]
Wait a minute. You're not a swarm of thieving hornets.
- You're not The-- - A crook?
- Hey! - That's right.
You've seen the billboards. You've heard the rumors.
But today, I, Tanya Ripper,
am declaring that the rule of crime is over in this city.
I've been watching closely, observing from the shadows,
seeing how you crooks operate.
- And now it's time I strike. - Can I have my mic ba--
I'm coming after each and every one of you.
I won't back down. I won't be intimidated.
Not even by some scofflaws on a hot streak.
That's right, The Bad Guys.
You can say sayonara to your precious record.
- No one streaks on my watch! - [microphone whines, clatters]
- But what about The Sting? - [chuckles]
- The Sting are no more. - [buzzing stops]
[Ripper on TV] Abandon all hope, you who heist here!
[Ripper cackles]
Um… What?
[heist music playing]
[engine revving]
[hisses]
[tires screeching]
[groans] That lady was laughing, but not because she likes a good time.
Well, I, for one, am here for her style. [chuckles] Should I get my thorax pierced?
Vigilantes, crime stoppers, bounty hunters.
They're just a bunch of justice lovers that come and go like the wind.
All we gotta do is lie low till the heat dies down.
Yeah. I mean, she caught The Sting. They never get caught.
So?
We're The Bad Guys, a bunch of steely, no-nonsense crime lords
on the verge of the longest hot streak this city's ever seen.
- We're one steal from becoming legends. - There are five of us and only one of her.
Oh, we're completely outnumbered!
We really gotta get you a math tutor.
The flashy billboards, the news appearances…
Ripper's all bark, no bite.
We're not getting called out by some vigilante
after her 15 minutes of fame.
Yeah! I'm not playing sardine for nobody!
And setting the all-time streak is so close, I-I-I can almost taste it.
[smacks lips]
And it tastes good.
So, what do you say? Is it crime time, or what?
- Yeah! - Mm-hmm!
- Huh? [yells] - [brakes squealing]
[in frail voice] Oh, excuse me, whippersnapper.
These old legs don't move as fast as they once did.
This puppy's loaded with loot. Snake, enjoy yourself.
Picking this lock is like picking the lock to streak infamy.
Webs, why don't you send any nearby patrol cars
on a wild-goose chase somewhere far from here?
Oops.
Somebody just hacked the municipal bank on the other side of town
and triggered their alarms.
- But that's what we were trying to do. - [Webs sighs]
[sirens wailing]
- [lock turns] - [tool clatters]
No sign of Ripper.
Probably already flew the coop like a chicken.
Ha! She is a little chickie.
[clucks, gobbles]
Oh, let me try, let me try.
[clucks]
[crows, clucks]
[clucks]
- [brakes squeal] - [grunts]
Sh-Shark crossing the street again? Shark, stand down. We're already onboard.
[Piranha gasps]
Been looking forward to meeting you.
Looks like your hot streak is about to go ice-cold. [chuckles]
- You can hack this truck, right? - Yeah, duh.
Is that right, Ripper? [clucks]
Um… That's an inside joke from earlier.
Well, we're not your average crooks.
It's gonna take a lot more than a cheesy line and a little, uh…
whatever that thing is.
- It's a tranquilizer. - [tranquilizer beeps]
Well, not your average tranquilizer.
- Webs! Go! Go, go, go! - [laptop beeping]
- [gasps] - [tires squealing]
- Whoa! [grunts] Hey! - [tires squealing]
What's goin' on? I'm lootin' here!
Ripper.
[Snake grunts]
[Piranha grunts]
- Whoa! [grunts] - [tires squealing]
[tranquilizer beeping]
[Ripper grunts, growls]
- [tranquilizer sputters] - [groans]
Jammed?! [groans]
[sighs] Webs, take that corner!
- Hold on to your butts! - [laptop beeps]
- [gasps] - [tires squealing]
Lost her! [sighs]
Come on. Let's get to the lair.
[panting]
- That was a really close shave, bro. - And close shaves look so good on us.
[gasps]
[engine idling]
I'm starting to really not like this situation.
Looks like it's muscle time.
[gasps] Ha-ha! Missed us!
[mumbling] Not quite. I think I just one-way-ticketed.
- [Piranha grunts] - [Wolf gasps]
[vehicle approaching]
[tires screeching]
Run! [grunts]
- Almost there! - The loot!
[Wolf gasps]
- Got to leave it! - But the streak!
But our butts. Leave it!
[Wolf yells]
[Wolf grunts]
[engine revving gently]
- What are you doing? Punch it! - I'm still in character.
Well, maybe this old guy drives fast.
- [revving intensifies] - [tranquilizer firing]
[Tiffany] The Bad Guys' streak is officially broken.
How? Why? What? Where? More like, who?
And that answer is Ripper.
The virtuoso vigilante absolutely spanked the crooks,
stopped the steal, and shattered their streak.
While The Bad Guys got away empty-handed,
one wonders, will they have the gall to show their faces again?
Will they ever recover from this heist humiliation?
Will they be so humbled by Ripper that they call themselves "The Good Guys"?
The Good Guys?
Oh, you take that name out of your mouth, Fluffit!
Crime in the city is at an all-time low,
a much-needed win for the governor's corruption-riddled administration.
In fact, said governor will commemorate Ripper
by unveiling a statue of her next week.
I can't believe she broke our streak.
I'm so sad, I could cry! [sobs]
You are crying.
Setting the all-time longest streak was a symbol that we made it,
that no one's as bad as The Bad Guys.
Now we're back to square one. [hisses] Rotten Ripper.
Yeah! Curse that Ripper.
Ripper's tougher than I expected. Faster. Stronger.
We go toe-to-toe with her again, I'm not sure we don't get caught.
She handled the five of us like we were two-bit chumps.
And I'm no chump!
I guess this is it.
Bad Guy Shark is no longer.
[in frail voice] I shall now be known as Gerald the Geriatric.
[sighs] At least I can keep cyber-criming.
You can't tranq a computer. [chuckles]
Or can you?
No. We're not giving up.
There's still one option left.
I'm callin' a Crime Council.
[heist music playing]
I don't know about this, Wolf. We sort of despise these guys.
And I'm pretty sure the feeling's mutual.
Like, we get hate mail from them. Daily.
Don't show any fear.
- You bring sandwiches? - What did you just say to me?
She said, "Did you bring sandwiches?"
[snarling]
[growls]
Hoo!
[snarls]
Of course we did. Piranha?
You really think The Bad Guys would call a Crime Council
and not bring the customary sammies?
Um… What is going on? Aren't we gonna talk?
Mm. No one talks until the customary sammies are consumed.
It's customary!
- [Webs] Mm! - [smacking lips]
Okay. I think it's obvious why I called this meeting.
To apologize for all the crud you've put us through?
No! Ripper.
She's killing off crime in the city, capturing the best and brightest crooks,
making it impossible to do what we love to do.
Be bad.
She's a problem, no doubt.
She's so intense, she scared Murray straight.
[coffee pot rattling]
Now I'm back in charge, and no one is happy about that.
They made me promise to stop dating their sisters. Bummer.
Ripper's driving us crazy. [groans] You wouldn't understand.
But The Night Owls? We just gotta crime. It's our whole thing.
Yeah. That's exactly what we're saying.
- You wouldn't get it. - I… I think we're agreeing.
We can't let Ripper continue her righteous reign of justice.
We have to work together.
- Hoo! - [snarls]
I know, I know, I know.
But just this once, we need to set aside our differences,
turn a blind eye to all the times The Bad Guys bested…
uh, messed with you, to get rid of her.
Only our groups haven't been caught or split the city.
What do you propose? Kidnap her, ship her to Albuquerque?
Make her do the Doom Jump?
Get a thorax piercing, match with her on a dating app,
fall madly in love, then break her heart so she loses the will to fight crime?
[crickets chirping]
[chuckles] Nothing.
Think about it.
What's the baddest way to deal with Ripper?
Do to her what she's done to us. Embarrass her out of the city.
How?
We're gonna steal the Ripper statue before the big unveiling.
She claims she's rid crime from the city.
Let's show her that there are still plenty of crooks that aren't afraid.
Honestly? It's a radical plan.
Surely Ripper will have that statue guarded to the max before the unveiling.
- No team could pull that off! - But three could.
- [heist music playing] - [Wolf] There's gonna be security.
Motion sensors, spotlights, alarms, guards. The works.
We all need to work in perfect sync.
Ricki, you'll keep a bird's-eye view of the scene.
Our eye in the sky, so to speak.
Webs and Ash will form a hacking coalition,
infiltrating the security system and running comms.
The Gruff Goats will take to the streets as decoys,
luring Ripper's attention elsewhere in the city
and leaving the statue free from her nasty tranq blaster.
That leaves The Bad Guys.
All the attention will be above ground on the statue,
so no one will expect an underground approach.
[Ricki] Wait a minute!
You get to steal the statue?
How do we know you won't betray us and take it for yourself?
[bleating] Yeah, dude!
That would be very unradical.
Hey, if you weren't asking that question, I'd question your street smarts.
But it's not about the loot. It's about taking down Ripper.
She broke our streak.
Plus, we broke bread together. The criminal code is clear.
All pacts made over sammies must be honored.
- Bread is bond. - Okay.
Now, we'll still need to deactivate the motion sensors around the statue,
or the moment we steal it, the alarms will go off and we'll be toast.
Cue Shark.
[heist music playing]
I'm a security inspector, here to confirm that this statue is properly secured.
Allow me to inspect.
[device whirring]
[in unison] Sensors down. Stop copying me!
[Wolf] With sensors down and teams in place,
it's an easy-breezy road to victory.
Is it just me, or are things really going smoothly between us rivals?
[sighs] Really shows that, deep down,
if you're bad enough, anyone can get along.
[sobs] Beautiful!
Speak for yourself. I don't get along with nobody.
[door unlocks]
[engines revving]
[Ricki] Uh, Goats? You got company.
Sure, my grumpy Owlette.
The Gruff Goats eat high-octane chases for breakfast.
Also, tin cans.
Let's rollski!
The decoy Goats have baited Ripper.
You know, it sort of feels like I'm running the show.
Good one, Ricki. But no one runs a ship as tight as me.
- Hand me the sewer map. - I thought you were bringing it.
What? No. I assigned you the map.
Hey! I'm the muscle now, not the map guy.
[sighs] Webs, can you download a sewer map and guide us?
Hey! I'm the hacker, not the map lady.
But fine.
Whoa! My man. Hey.
You seem pretty cool.
This is, uh, on the down-low,
but, uh, all the city guards are calling a Security Council later tonight.
You gotta come.
There'll be sandwiches.
You are a guard… right?
Of course I am. I'll, uh, see you there. Ta!
Wait.
You're not gonna leave without doing the secret guard handshake, are you?
[Shark gulps]
It's customary.
No problem.
And here I-I… go?
We've been slithering forever!
Webs, we're lost!
You're not lost. Just take a left.
There is no left.
[Webs] Then take a right! I don't know! This is confusing!
Worst map lady ever.
Actually, you're close.
Oh, wait. Stop there. It's right above you.
Map lady for the win!
Got this online.
Site said it could cut through anything and doesn't have any defects of any kind.
[device whirring]
[laser sputtering]
Oh. Kind of a red flag, in hindsight.
Goats, might take a minute. How are you holding up?
We are shreddin' this naughty vigilante.
[tires screeching]
Whoa! We gotta split up. Gruff Goats, disassemble!
Oh! Grim Gretel wants to follow these breadcrumbs, huh?
Ricki, I could use a little birdie in my ear.
Gross! Take that street on your right.
[tires squealing]
- [Ricki] Punch through that intersection. - Uh… You sure?
Trust me.
[snarls]
[revving intensifies]
[Ripper yells]
Ha!
[shrieks]
Hoo! Ha!
Hoo! Gonna take a lot more to hit--
- [growls] - [tires screeching]
[Shark grunting]
Come on, come on!
[tires screeching]
[Skulli yells]
[grunts]
[gasps] Don't tranq me! I'm practically scared stiff already!
Night-night.
Huh? [groans]
Takes more than a window to stop me, Ripper!
Ha! And we stole your stupid statue too.
My statue? [groans]
Why would you mention the statue?!
Because I'm radical?
Wolf, Ripper's on her way to you. You have the loot?
- [laser whirring] - [sighs] We're, uh, really close.
[groans] Why is it burning so slow?
I can't get my face tranq-ed again. That's what I eat with!
- What if we blow on it? That'll help. - [grunts]
[blows] Come on, everybody!
[grunts]
- [blows] - [laser sputtering]
Did it work?
[chuckles] Almost there.
Come on, statue. Fall.
[Shark grunting]
We gotta bail, dudes. We're gonna get Ripped!
Wolf, what do we do?
[growls]
[Shark panting]
[gasps]
[suspenseful music playing]
Perfectly done,
and in no way suspicious.
See you tonight, fellow guard.
[sighs]
[tires screeching]
[gasps]
- [sizzling] - [Ripper panting]
- [cheering] - [Shark] Yeah!
[laughter]
[Skulli cackles]
Sorry, Ripper, but you're done.
[chuckles] Good one, boss.
It was a five-out-of-ten at best. Come on, hold me accountable!
I want to melt this thing down and make an e-e-epic nose ring.
You know what? I like that idea, Skulli.
I don't know, guys. This… This thing is giving off bad vibes.
I do not like it in our lair.
We'll get rid of it after Ripper leaves town
with her tail between her legs.
Promise.
[hisses] Hey! Come here. Check this out.
[laughs] She looks hilarious.
[laughter]
I gotta hand it to you, Wolf. Your plan worked.
Ripper's gonna be humiliated.
Credit where credit's due.
To me, for having the wisdom to let bygones be bygones
and agreeing to work together.
You know what? We all did our part.
Once Ripper's out of sight,
I look forward to resuming our rivalry out on the mean streets.
Oh, we are gonna smoke you guys.
Not if we smoke you first.
To trying to hurt each other again! Ha-ha-ha!
Ha-ha! Hear, hear!
[in unison] Hear, hear!
- [Webs chuckles] - [Channel 6 Action News music playing]
- [Piranha] Ooh! - Shh! Wait. This is it.
The theft of your honorary statue sends a pretty bad message
about the fear you've supposedly struck in the criminals of this city.
Indeed, it does.
You could say that having your statue stolen
on the eve of its unveiling is humiliating.
[laughter]
You could say I should leave the city forever and never return.
You could even say that my reputation is ruined forever.
Very easily, yes.
This is better than I imagined. This is pitch-perfect.
Or you could say that having my statue stolen
by the remaining crooks in town was exactly what I wanted to happen.
You see, crooks steal. They can't help themselves.
They don't stop to think,
"Oh, a vigilante's just come to town and she's getting a special statue?
Who gets statues out of the blue like that?
Weird."
So, yeah, you could say a lot of things.
But here's what I'm saying.
- It was my plan all along. - [beep]
- [rapid beeping] - [Snake gasps, hisses]
Wait a minute. What?
I knew that thing had bad vibes!
[Shark screams, coughs]
Hoo!
[Snake groans]
[Piranha shrieks]
I rigged it with tranq gas,
and now, all the crooks are frozen in place together.
My tracker will lead me right to them,
and I'll polish off the remaining criminals in one fell swoop.
[Ripper cackles]
A genius plan.
- Tell me, how did you come up with-- - [cackles]
[cackling continues]
[Wolf mumbling] We're toast.