| Desert Spin Valley 2091 VROOOM | |
| Vinnie | Woohoo! |
|---|---|
| Throttle | Yeehaw! |
| Modo | Let's go! |
| Throttle | Bros, I can't wait to experience the festival again! |
| Modo | I hear you! There's no time of year like Marscavia! |
| Vinnie | You're telling me! Food for days! |
| Captions: Throttle, Modo, Vinnie | |
| Modo | (performing an airborne trick) I meant the view, Vinnie! |
| Vinnie | Oh yeah... that's cool, too! |
| Throttle | Rev 'em up, bros! We don't want to miss the big celebration! Only comes once a year! |
| Modo | You don't have to tell me twice! |
| Cut to the Marscavia cookout. Several mice, including Modo's relatives, are enjoying themselves. Rimfire and Primer are seen swimming in the river. | |
| Modo | (off-screen) My sister is already at the cookout. |
| Rimfire | Bet I can swim faster than you, Primer! |
| Primer | Betcha can't! |
| Sweep | Modo! Thought you'd beat me here! Too busy doing air tricks with your buddies? |
| Modo | Don't bust my chops, Sweep! We went with Vinnie to pay our respects. Moral support and all that. |
| Enfield | He doing okay? |
| Modo | Every year gets easier, I think. But you never get over losing your folks. |
| Sweep | Heard rumors of Plutarkian strip-mining in the area. |
| Primer | (off-screen) AAAAHHHH! |
| Rimfire | Primer! Look out! |
| CH-CHUNK CH-CHUNK A giant Plutarkian mech appears out of the nearby brush, nearly crushing the two young mice. The two are frozen in fear before the Biker Mice quickly bring them to safety, with Throttle and Vinnie wrapping Primer and Rimfire in their tails respectively and placing them on their side of the river. | |
| Throttle | (to Primer) Got ya! |
| Vinnie | (to Rimfire) Hang on, Rimfire! |
| Modo blasts a laser from his bike at the mech. CHOOM CHOOM BOOM | |
| Vinnie | Easy, kiddos. You're okay. |
| Modo | (to a newly exposed Plutarkian tank, along with three armed Plutarkian soldiers) Hey, you! You almost killed my family! Those are kids! |
| Plutarkian Soldier #1 | Then they shoulda stayed out of the way! You're gonna pay for wrecking our machine! |
| Modo | You sure about that? |
| Vinnie | The little ones are safe, but the party's crashed! |
| Throttle | Let's give 'em some payback! |
| Vinnie and Throttle join Modo on the offensive. Two soldiers shoot at Modo while Vinnie and Throttle launch missles at the tank, that land successfully and the Plutarkians retreat. VRRRRMMM POOM POOM CHOOM CHOOM K-BOOM | |
| Modo | Who said we missed the fireworks? |
| Following the Marscavia ambush, Throttle visits Brimstone Retirement, recapping the recent following events to his ailing mother, who has poor memory. | |
| Throttle | (narration) "Things weren't ever the same after that... "Almost overnight, the Plutarkians dropped the 'We come in peace' charade and went for a full-on occupation..." |
| Plutarkian Soldier #2 | (flashback) Light 'em up! Let's move! |
| Throttle | (narration) "Before long, the Sand Raiders came-- with new guns, new vehicales... and a lot of Plutarkian support." |
| Slobber | (flashback) Onward, raiders! Round up all mice! |
| Throttle | (narration) "One good thing that came from it, I guess, was it finally got the Martian government to stand up to those bastards. "Volunteer recruitment to bolster the army started up last week." (to his mother) But it's only a matter of time before the war comes to Brimstone. I mean, it's the capital after all. Makes me wonder if I should be doing more. But if I join the army... I can't protect you here. And I promised Pops when he passed I would always take care of you, Ma. |
| Throttle's mother | That's so nice, dearie. What's your name, again? |
| Throttle | (devastated) It's me, Ma. Throttle-- I'm your son. |
| Throttle's mother | No... that can't be. I don't remember you... |
| Cut to the Biker Mice in Desert Spin Valley. Modo and Vinnie ask about Throttle's visit to his mother. | |
| Throttle | (narration, off-screen) "I know. It's okay. I'll remember for the both of us." |
| Modo | Rough visit with your mom? |
| Throttle | One of the bad days. |
| Vinnie | Ooof. Sorry, man. You wanna talk about it? |
| Throttle | Nah. I'm all out of words today. Let's ride. |
| The mice ride through the canyon in a solemn mood when they catch sight of a semi-truck driven by a rat. | |
| Throttle | Hey, you dirty rats! |
| Vinnie | Surprise! |
| Rat Raider | What the-- |
| Modo | Hey there! (Modo socks the rat in the jaw. KLOK) |
| Vinnie | Light's out! (Vinnie kicks the rat in the head. WHUD) |
| Throttle attempts to shoot the rat with a laser gun. POOM SHRAKT The rat pulls out a bazooka cannon and shoots back, causing a huge explosion. | |
| Rat Raider | Eat this, you meddling mice! (KOOM BOOM) |
| Modo | Move! get clear! |
| Vinnie | Whoa! Warning Big gun! Big-- |
| Cut to Harley's garage, who reprimands them about the damage sustained to their bikes. | |
| Harley | Geez, Throttle! What'd this bike ever fo to you? |
| Throttle | May have gotten a little too aggressive on those canyon trails, Harley. |
| Harley | A little? I've got half a mind to put a dent in you! |
| Vinnie | Wish it wouldn't take a dent in my ride to get Harley to notice me. |
| Modo | Appreciate your crush, Vinnie, but we got bigger issues. |
| As Harley repairs their bikes, Vinnie and Modo take a walk outside. | |
| Modo | The Plutarkians have us outgunned, and our bikes don't seem like enough anymore. |
| Vinnie | Where'd they get that hi-tech bazooka, anyway? |
| Modo | Utopia-Aegis-- that Earth-based company-- could be supplying them. At least they seem more focused on winning over the Martian government with bribes before hitting Brimstone. Better for us. And our families. |
| Vinnie | No, you're right. Of course you are. But... ...skulking around in the canyons ain't gonna cut it in the long term. War is coming for us... ...whether we like it or not. (narration)"Don't you thinkg we could be doing more to protect the people we love?" |
| Cut to Modo's mother's house. Sweep, Enfield, and the kids are present. Modo is making a quick stop to see is mother. | |
| Primer | Uncle Modo! |
| Modo | Kids! Where's your mom? |
| Rimfire | With Gamma! |
| Modo's mother | Modo! You're looking puny! Come get some food! You doing alright, baby boy? |
| Modo | (embracing his mother) I'm good, momma. I just needed a hug. |
| Cut to the canyons. | |
| Vinnie | Another run of weapons so soon, Throttle? You sure that pretty little Lieutenant's just not trying to recruit you again? Or take you on a date? |
| Throttle | It's not like that. Me and Carbine can't even agree on what time of day it is. She gives good intel. Besides, who wouldn't mind a little support from the Martian army? |
| Modo | Not this again. I promised my momma I wouldn't join up-- not before-- |
| Throttle | Before what, Modo? Before it's too late? |
| Modo | Listen... I got a family to protect, Throttle. |
| Throttle | You saying I don't? |
| Vinnie | Whoa... things are getting a little tense here. Let's maybe get back to out nice, leisurely high-speed ride across the ridge. This isn't a decision we gotta worry about today or-- |
| BOOM BRAKA BRAKA BRAKA | |
| Vinnie | --Never mind! |
| It is revealed Lieutenant Carbine is fighting fire against a group of Plutarkians. SPAK SPAK SPAK SPAK BLAM | |
| Carbine | Come and get it, fish-heads! |
| Plutarkian Soldier #3 | We've got her pinned--keep firing! |
| The Plutarkians continue to fire at Carbine; Carbine sustains a shoulder injury to her shooting arm. POOM POOM POOM SPAK SPAK SPUKT | |
| Carbine | Nggh! Well, that sure didn't tickle! |
| Plutarkian Soldiers | Woo-Hoo! We tagged her! Keep pushing in! |
| Carbine | That's right, you stink-fish morons--just keep clustering together under that overhang... |
| The Biker Mice catch sight of an injured Carbine from above the firefight. | |
| Vinnie | Look down there! It's Lieutenant Carbine! Oh man, that doesn't look like a fair fight to me. |
| Modo | But she's holding her own. |
| Throttle | She's something, isn't she? |
| Modo | Yo, Throttle, maybe fall in love another time? |
| Vinnie | Yeah, right now... let's go even up the odds! |
| Throttle | Hey, fish freaks! Can the Biker Mice from Mars join the party? |
| Carbine | Say goodnight--huh? ZARK THOOM |
| As soon as the Plutarkians brace for the offense, the wrecked tank of the soliders falls on top of them from a cliff. | |
| Plutarkian Soldier #4 | Gaahhh! Run! (The soldiers retreat.) |
| Modo | Whoa, Carbine-- didn't know you had that kind of firepower. |
| Carbine | I don't, Modo. |
| Throttle | Well, someone does. (He rushes to Carbine's side to inspect her wound.) You sure you're alright? |
| Carbine | Yeah, it's just a flesh wound-- Are you all right? You're looking a little flushed! |
| Throttle | Um, just adrenaline, you know how it is. |
| Carbine | Sure, Throttle. |
| Later; Martian soldiers have arrived to round up the Plutarkians. | |
| Modo | So if you didn't cause that rockslide, then who did? |
| Carbine | Good question, Modo. Rumor has it there's some sort of line rebel living in these canyons, making things hard on Plutarkian gun runners... guess that blast was confirmation. Honestly, at first I thought it was you three trying to play hero again. |
| Vinnie | Oh, we don't play hero, sweetheart. |
| Carbine | Coulda fooled me. And that's Lieutenant Sweetheart to you. |
| Throttle | Man, those are some heavy weapons the Plutarkians were trying to smuggle. They've never been this active. |
| Carbine | It's getting serious out there. |
| Modo | How serious? |
| Carbine | (hesitant) Follow me boys... (narration, off-screen; she tours the Biker Mice through militant base camps full of new recruits.) "I think it's time we had a real talk." |
| Vinnie | Whoa. This looks like the whole army camped out in the valley. |
| Carbine | With good reason. Got word the Plutarkians are making an aggressive push. |
| Throttle | That explains the firepower and canyon runs. |
| Carbine | And that's just the tip of the iceberg. I'm supposed to arrest vigilantes. But I've been letting you three operate outside of Brimstone for over four months without saying a word to my sergeant about it. Every wonder why? |
| Throttle | (playfully) My charming smile...? |
| Carbine | Slow you roll, hotshot. You're cute, but that's not the only reason. You three may not think you're cut out to be soldiers, but I know you want to stop the Plutarkians as much as we do. |
| Throttle | Carbine... we've talked about this. |
| Carbine | I know. But I'm stubborn. Just like you. Look, you ca keep doing what you're doing, running those bikes along those canyons... but pretty soon there'll be more than just random patrols. And then your luck will run out. Who do you think is gonna protect your families when that happens? I won't lie to you three... together? You're special. Now think about how effective you'd be with a little extra firepower. |
| Carbine leaves. Cut to The trio on a cliff overlooking Brimstone, reflecting on her words. Modo and Vinnie look to Throttle, pondering his decision, but the pair already know what he's thinking. | |
| Vinnie | You're gonna join up, aren't you? |
| Throttle | She's got a point, Vinnie. We've already lost enough... don't you think? |
| Modo | I don't know if I see myself as a good little soldier... (narration, off-screen; a collage of Modo with his family is shown.) "But for my family? I'll try anything. |
| Cut to Throttle visiting his mother before joining the draft. | |
| Throttle's mother | Throttle?! My boy! Is that you? |
| Throttle | Hey, mom! Guess today is a good day, huh? |
| Cut to Vinnie visiting his parents' grave, a bouquet of flowers in hand. | |
| Vinnie | Gonna make you proud, Mom and Pops. I promise. |
| Cut to narration of Mr. Stilton, transitioning to Stilton Castle as the Biker Mice ride in the canyons. | |
| Mr. Stilton | (narration) "The Plutarkian Occupation of Mars is taking longer than anticipated. "These mice are irritating. One, in particular, has interfered with my plans significantly. (on-screen, eating a bowl of worms) A war criminal named Stoker, who we believe has holed up in the canyons around Brimstone. He may be recruiting. I've been kind to these vermin long enough, Slobber. |
| Slobber | (through a screen call) And how be the Sand Raiders of service, Mr. Stilton? |
| Mr. Stilton | Simply do what you do, my good slaver. |
| Cut to Slobber, leading a large troop of sand raiders over Mr. Stilton's narration. | |
| Mr. Stilton | (narration) "Find me that rebel... "...And the burn the city that's hiding him to the ground." |
Cast[]
Protagonists[]
Antagonists[]
Minor[]
- Jay Adam (Vinnie's father)
- Sea Sparrow (Vinnie's mother)
Locations[]
- Brimstone: the capital and residence of most Martian mice.
- Desert Spin Valley: a sparse canyon frequented by the Biker Mice to race through.