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Yes! New Mega-Yama, get me out of here!
Baymax, clothesline.
What's going on? New Mega-Yama, why did you stop smashing?
Nice take down, Baymax.
He can't handle all four of...
Uh, guys...
- Push harder! - I'm known for my wit. Not my strength.
Yay! He gave up!
You spoke too soon!
Ah!
- Thanks, Baymax. - You are welcome.
- Baymax, with the win! - Yeah, way to go, Baymax!
What happened? Where'd you go, New Mega-Yama?
Hurry! Before Big Hero 6 shows up.
Hello. I am Baymax.
Welcome, fight fans!
It's time for mech wrestling madness!
I've never been to a mech wrestling match.
Seems loud.
Sounds under 85 decibels are generally considered safe.
So we're safe?
- No. - Too loud.
Too fake. Too male.
Fun. You know, cheering for the good guy, booing for the bad guy.
- Who are both male. - I love mech wrestling so much
that I actually tried to buy the league.
But I was out-bid by an anonymous...
Everyone, put your hands together
for the new owner of the Mech Wrestling Federation:
Richardson Mole!
Whyyyy!
- You okay, buddy? - Oh, I will be!
Once I take something from Mole
- that he wants more than anything! - So, not okay.
Now for the main event.
He brings the heat. He loves to cheat.
He's a bad guy with bad breath.
El... Fuego!
Keep booing, keep booing. It's just more fuel for...
the fuego!
Get ready to get extinguished, El Fuego!
You're going down, son!
Sorry. I guess I just got wrapped up in the moment.
And his opponent.
He's mech elite. He can't be beat.
He's a good guy with a smile that lights up a room.
Uncle Samurai!
- Feel the revolution! - Ah!
End him, Uncle Samurai!
You're doing so great.
- Ooh! - Fake.
Whoa! Whoa!
Ooh, snap. El Fuego's about to do
his signature mech slam: "The Sparkler."
Severe dizziness can lead to extreme nausea.
Don't worry, Baymax. It's not real. It's just for show.
Hey. That's against the rules.
Oh, come on! Conflict of interest!
You can't be the owner and the ref!
- You just got your first warning. - A warning! Ooh!
Uncle Samurai may be in need of medical attention.
He's fine.
Yeah!
No surrender!
Yes!
This is classic!
While the ref is conveniently distracted,
El Fuego is able to cheat.
Hi, dream girl. You pinned my heart.
Say "kiss goodbye" to your dramatic comeback.
That gives a whole new meaning to "getting benched."
He cheated!
Tag me! Tag me in!
Oh, no. How are you doing this?
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
Loser!
Let freedom ring!
One, two...
three...
Yeah!
That's what I'm talkin' about!
You are being dangerously loud.
Sorry. But OMG, that was so much fun!
If it isn't the best heel in the biz.
I'm sick and tired of losing on purpose.
You know I'm the best wrestler. Period.
Bad guys never win in wrestling.
You're a heel. And the heel's job
is to make "the face" look good.
See? Total heel move.
Richardson will rue the day
that he took something from me that I wanted.
Again. And I'm pretty sure "rue" is a bad thing.
Um, hello! Earth to best friends!
- I'm vowing revenge, here. - Right. We've heard it before.
- You vow revenge. - And set off on some ridiculous vendetta.
Just to prove you're better than Richardson.
It has never ended well.
- Hey, guys, where's Honey Lemon? - Her new "happy place."
Bring it on, Fuego!
Uncle Samurai's gonna dance on your face!
Yeah! Go ahead, celebrate now.
You're going down in a minute, son!
You're just fanning the fuego!
Whoa! Whoa!
Oh! Aah!
Fuego!
Ahh.
Not today.
What are you doing? Aah!
One, two, three. Yes!
That's right.
The heel is the winner.
- All hail the new heel champion! - I don't think so.
Pack up your mech suit, Fuego. You're fired.
Fired? I'm the greatest mech wrestler this league has ever seen.
You're the bad guy. Bad guys don't win.
It's not good for business.
You'll regret this. I'm bigger than this league.
And I'm going to prove it.
I'll show the whole world.
I just need to find the biggest, baddest good guy to fight.
Once again, Big Hero 6 proves to be the biggest,
baddest, good guys in town.
Frederickson! Welcome to my wrestling federation.
Or is it mine?
There's an airport hangar full of these with your name on them.
If you sell the federation to me.
Tantalizing proposition, and although I admit,
I don't even like wrestling...
I'm sorry. Will you all excuse me for one second?
So, dream girl.
No, nightmare boy.
Anyway, about my generous offer...
Not for sale! I only bought it 'cause I knew
it would drive you crazy.
And to think, at one time I actually felt sorry for you.
Well, now I rue you.
I rue you as no one has ever rued before.
I was born on Rue Street,
on a Ruesday in Feb-rue-ary.
- Rue away. - I rue that we agreed to come here.
Uh, I think we can call it.
- Nothing's happening. - A combustible mass
- of incandescent gasses is incoming. - What?
- Whoa! - Say hello to...
El Fuego Grande!
Eh!
I'm looking for a real fight.
You ready, Big Red?
Ooh!
- No, thank you. - What do you mean, "No, thank you"?
Come on, cream puff! Fight back!
I am programmed to assist when someone is in danger.
There is currently... no one in danger.
Yeah, there is. You!
- What do you say now? - Expressing anger can be healthy.
This is not healthy.
Neither is this!
We're live on the scene of what seems to be
a surprisingly boring superhero battle.
Baymax, just fight back.
There is no reason for violence.
What's his problem? These are quality taunts.
- He's programmed to help people. - Wait. He doesn't fight?
I thought he was a cutting-edge fighter-bot!
But he's nothing but junk.
The show's over, El Fuego.
You're surrounded, son!
- I mean, sir. - Six against one is cheating.
I want a fair fight. With your chicken-bot.
Tomorrow evening, in Night Market Square we tango.
And if you don't show up, everyone will know
Big Hero 6 is really... Big Coward 6.
Is it true you're considering changing your
name to Big Coward 6?
A deep sigh can indicate frustration.
You're not junk.
You're one of the most sophisticated robots ever built.
State-of-the-art A.I.
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