Big Hero 6 The Series

Mm... what is that? It's Mystery-Loaf.

'Cause it's Mystery-Loaf Monday.

So you have no idea what's in that thing?

Well, then it wouldn't be a mystery, would it?

Although it does not have the shape, color or texture

of any known natural foods,

consuming it will not cause permanent damage.

Well, that's good enough for me.

Mmm, I detect notes of beef by-product...

or is that hair net?

No, no, no, no, no, it tastes like... cilantro?! Why? So gross!

I'll eat around it.

Hey! Oops! Sorry, Fred.

Uh, Honey Lemon, this might not be the best place

to reload your chem-purse.

Maybe not, but this is the way I get to mix my two favorite things,

my best friends and chemistry. All done.

Honey Lemon! You're alive!

I didn't think I'd ever see you again! Did you go mad scientist again?

Oh, it was no big deal. My roommate made lemonade,

and I tried out a new formula for instant ice.

Don't worry, my roommate's fine.

Look, she's right over there.

Hi, Regina! Sorry... again.

Hello. I am Baymax.

1x03 - Big Roommates 2

So, uh, where are you gonna live,

well, you know, until your apartment thaws?

Hiro, the world is a good place. Something will work out.

You have your own place, don't you, Go Go?

You live in a giant mansion, don't you, Fred?

I do, but my parents insist on an in-depth,

three-year background check for overnight guests.

Can't be too careful.

Lots of weirdos out there. Well, you wouldn't like my place.

And it's a sketchy neighborhood.

There's no such thing as a bad neighborhood, just bad attitudes.

How big of a smile would it take to get a "yes"?

A move? Oh, I am so in. This is totally my jam.

See? When you have amazing friends, no problem is too big.

I think I saw that on a bumper sticker

on a bashed-up old car in a junkyard. Anyone need anything?

I'm getting more water. My glass is half empty.

Actually, it's half full.

I have scanned the glass. It is 51.2 percent filled.

Empty.

Boy, you weren't kidding about this neighborhood.

It's crawling with jaywalkers!

Any sign of Honey Lemon? Oh, yeah. She's already here.

What do you say? Mm-hm.

Yay!

You... you might wanna stand back.

And you might wanna be careful with your stuff around here.

I am. I asked... uh, what's your name?

Felony Carl. I asked Felony Carl to watch it.

You might just wanna go by "Carl." Yeah, talk to my mom.

Love the glitter.

It showcases how comfortable I am with my masculinity.

Lookin' good, Judy. When are you gonna take me out for coffee?

Ha! Classic Judy! Call me!

What's up, Dibs? Just goin' to work, Felony Carl.

You know you're a rotten thief, right?

Pretty sure you mean "awesome thief."

It's not meant as a personal attack, simply an observation.

Jealousy. Not a good look, Felony Carl.

The glitter's cute, though.

Mm.

Huh?

Aah!

Give it up, Dibs.

Second shelf, sub-category, drink-ware.

Ohhh!

Aah!

And that's how you steal a purse!

Whoa-aah! Darn!

They all said, "Dibs, you don't have the skills, the brains,

or hand-eye coordination to make it as a thief."

Well, they're about to look pretty stupid.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Ahhh.

So what are we doing here?

Uh-oh.

You remember that neurotransmitter that

Hamada kid invented to control his microbots?

Hm. It was a genius invention.

Too bad it was lost forever. Or was it?

I was able to study it from our security footage,

and it inspired me to make this.

You made this? Not personally. I hired a team.

You wear this, you can control anything linked to it

with your mind. So it's a rip-off of his invention.

No, it's a better version of it. Better how?

Legally different enough that I can't be sued.

That is better.

Right now we only have this prototype, but eventually,

this thing will be worth billions!

Billions!

Rats. That's the drawback to secret labs

and abandoned warehouses.

Billions! Who's a rotten thief now, Felony Carl?

Oh.

Uh...

ooh! Aah!

Aah!

Hey!

Aaah!

Whoa-wa-ha, what? No!

Oh, I am not liking where this is going at a...

Darn it!

Aah... Uh!

Aah!

Morning!

Do you realize you snore? All night?

Huh. My old roommate used to say that.

I always thought she was just being mean.

Huh. Well, sorry.

I said I'm sorry! Aaah!

Has anybody seen my chem-purse?

I told you to be careful with your stuff.

I was. I put it on a box.

The "purse" box? Yeah, well, if you just left it on a box,

it was probably stolen. That's the sleep deprivation talking.

Deep down, most people are good.

Sleep is important for cognitive function.

Between seven and nine hours is optimal.

That's nonsense, Baymax. I'm doing just fine...

Hey, uh, Aunt Cass, do you have a blanket?

You want a pillow with that blanket?

We're covered.

One blanket, hold the pillow, coming up.

Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys!

Guys, guys, guys, guys, guys! Calm down, boy! What are you trying to tell us?

There's a monster in San Fransokyo!

Breaking news. Reports of what is described as a "monster"

is loose in San Fransokyo. Please

to support this claim. But I repeat, a monster is loose in San Fransokyo!

Fred, the... there's no such thing as monsters.

That's what all the normals say...

right before they're attacked by a monster!

Are you disappointed we weren't just attacked by a monster?

Of course! Defeating a monster

is a glaring omission on our superhero resume.

Hiro's right, Fred. Monsters aren't really a thing.

You know... a real thing.

How do you know? Because that's what your fancy,

so-called "science" books say? Yes.

Well, let me tell you about some other fancy books.

Comic books! Silver age, full of monsters!

You're not going to let this go until we check it out, are you?

That is correct.

Okay, guys. I'm on it. Baymax, would you mind?

I am on it.

Hmm.

Okay. This is where people first saw the monster.

I don't see any buildings knocked over or giant footprints.

Well, maybe this particular monster doesn't have feet.

Oooh! Open your mind, man.

Well, if a monster had been here,

there would be some evidence.

Okay. Okay. But stop gloating, because nobody likes a bad winner.

Uh, Fred? What's that? Mm, lemme touch it.

Mmm... that my friend, is clearly monster goo!

Hello.

Oh, come on. Where is it? Where is it?

It clearly isn't here. But it has to be!

The box is labeled "purses."

If the purse isn't in the "purse" box, nothing in my world makes sense!

Don't worry. I'm sure it'll turn up.

Well, unless... for the millionth time... someone stole it.

You know, your negativity isn't helping. Okay, I'll be positive.

Positive you're not getting your purse back.

Conflict resolution through a third party is often effective.

It's third-party time.

And who has a box full of butterflies?

They were caterpillars when I packed them. Respect and un...

Exactly, Baymax. It's hard to respect somebody who's always, like,

"I'm so happy about everybody and everything" all the time!

And understanding are...

Well, I don't understand why you're all

"- I'm so serious and cool, and... I have bubble gum."

Perhaps... I should find somewhere else to live.

Fine. If that's what you want.

That was not effective.

Disgusting!

I think we found Fred's monster.

What is that thing? He's hideous!

Yeah, like you all look amazing!

Wha... ohh!

Ooh? Ooh!

What?