Jade: Previously on Jackie chan adventures...
Uncle: It is t'changzu, the thunder demon!
Drago: And now for the main attraction!
Uncle: Aiyaah!
Drago's absorbing power of t'changzu!
Drago: Now that I possess the thunder chi of t'changzu
and my own fire chi,
there will be no stopping me.
Strikemaster ice: Yo, you're going down, clown!
Mc cobra: Yeah, you wish.
Be droppin' you like a bad habit.
Yo!
Drago: Now do I have your attention?
Strikemaster ice: This dude needs to chill.
Drago: Grr!
Mc cobra: S'not really convertible weather, d-man.
Drago: Time to dump this dump.
Tohru: I hate rain.
Uncle: Quiet.
Chi-o-matic senses presence of duel demon chi.
Drago must be near.
Jade: So let's throw 'em a little surprise party,
chan style.
Jackie: Jade, I told you to stay by the car.
Jade: Hello! You didn't say which car.
(Tohru shudders)
Drago: Sounds like we have junkyard rats.
Time to put you all out of my misery.
All: Aah!
Strikemaster ice: Yo, it's time to throw down.
Uncle: Jackie, must get closer to remove thunder demon chi
from snotty-nosed dragon!
Uncle needs distraction.
Jade: Nice timing, t.
Mc cobra: Yo, girlfriend.
You disrespectin' my hizz-ouse.
Jade: My bad. I meant to dis you!
Mc cobra: Ha ha ha!
You can run, but you can't hide.
(Jade imitates buzzer) Wrong!
Jade: Peek-a-boo!
Jackie: Bwaaa!
Strikemaster ice: You're way out of your league, gramps.
Uncle: Smarty-pants teenager want a piece of gramps?
Strikemaster ice: Ha ha ha!
Jade: Up high.
Down low.
Mc cobra: Too slow.
Drago: 2 chans for the price of one.
Jade: Uh, how come scale face isn't cooked cajun-style?
Uncle: Thunder demon chi has allowed drago
to absorb storm's power!
Drago: Rraah!
(Horns honking)
Jackie: Find something that won't conduct drago's lightning.
The tires!
Strikemaster ice: Ho ho ho! Epic light show, d-dude.
(Mc cobra coughs) Whoa.
They gotta be charcoal briquettes under there.
Drago: Let's go. It's moving day.
Jackie: Is everyone all right?
Uncle: Aiyaah! Uncle not all right!
The longer punk demon possesses thunder demon chi,
the more difficult it will be for uncle to remove!
Drew: Oh, yeah.
Float like a butterfly. Sting like a...
Right jab! Right jab!
Ha! When I'm through,
you're gonna be nothing but spare parts!
Jade: Dream on, tin man.
Drew: Have a nice trip.
Winner and still robomercs champion.
Learn from the master, young one.
Jade: T'ch, right.
Rematch, drew. Now.
It wouldn't be fair.
Face it, Jade, you need a lot more practice.
Uncle: Creating fire chi removal spell is
a very difficult task.
Only much Patience and concentration
will yield success.
Jade: Please, please, please, please, please.
I'll do all my chores.
Jackie: You'll do all your chores regardless.
Jade: Uncle Jackie,
I'm like the only kid in the world
who doesn't have robomercs.
Jackie: Ohh.
Video games will distract you from your studies.
Jade: That's not true!
Program in your mondo cool sayings,
that's creative writing.
Keeping score, that's math.
Honestly, robomercs is more educational than homework.
Jackie: We will see.
Jade: Translation: Fuggedtaboutit.
Tohru: Perhaps a drop of black widow saliva.
Uncle: Tohru, no!
Aiyaah!
Does uncle's shop look waterproof?!
Tohru: Ohh.
Security guard: Keep it movin', boys.
Building's closed for renovations.
Drago: Right. Ours.
Security guard: Uhh!
Strikemaster ice: Yo, major d.,
why don't you let me and the posse
trick out your new digs?
Drago: As long as it doesn't interfere with my plans.
Strikemaster ice: Sweet.
Capt. Black: This was taken by a surveillance camera
at pacific steel outside of Seattle.
Sheet metal, steel girders, cast-iron pipes.
And that's not all.
Similar crimes have been reported throughout the area.
Roller coaster cars,
a prefab swimming pool,
even the sound system at sea breeze stadium.
Jade: Talk about your shop till you drop.
Jackie: But why is strikemaster ice stealing
those particular items?
Capt. Black: No se, compadre.
But, I'll bet where there's ice, there's a fire demon.
Tohru: It is very gray here,
very, very gray.
Jade: Cheer up, big t. It's Seattle,
home of grunge rock, mega-mocha grandes, and...
Jackie: And soon the thunderstorm of the century,
if the weather reports are correct.
Tohru: Grr. Jackie: Oh, sorry.
Jade: Come on, t. I'm treating.
What'll you have?
Tohru: Hmm. Double mocha latte,
or chocochino steamed Espresso,
or double decaf half-caff with a twist?
Uncle: Hot cha! À coffee is coffee!
Police radio: All units, robbery in progress.
Clarksman aircraft manufacturing.
3 youths on skateboards, appear armed and dangerous,
possibly using some sort of flamethrower.
Jackie: Ice. Tohru: No, thank you.
I prefer my coffee piping hot.
Jade: Your attention, please.
This flight has been grounded.
Strikemaster ice: I thought we put you dawgs to sleep.
Mc cobra: Ha ha ha!
Uncle: Uhh!
Jade hyah!
Jackie: Where is drago?
Strikemaster ice: Kickin' it in his new digs, where else?
Love to stay and jaw,
but we've burned too much daylight as it is.
Peace!
Jade: That's one way to get more legroom.
(Whooshing)
Jackie: Uhh!
Bwaaa!
Dj fist: Uhh!
Jade: Ooh. That's gonna leave a mark.
Strikemaster ice: We outta here.
Jade: Uncle Jackie, they're getting away!
Jackie: Jade, what are you doing?!
Jade: Is this a trick question?
Strikemaster ice: One chan ka-Bob, coming up!
Strikemaster ice: Yo, d.
Check out the windage we snagged.
Jade: Gotcha!
Jackie: Jade!
Jade: I really gotta work on that "look before you leap" thing.
Jackie: Drago could have taken Jade anywhere in the city.
Uncle: No. Drago came to Seattle with a purpose.
Discover purpose, and Jade's location becomes clear.
Tohru: He certainly did not come to Seattle
for the weather.
Jackie: Perhaps he did.
Uncle: Jackie, explain.
Jackie: Drago's power was magnified
when he was struck by the lightning
at the junkyard, so...
Tohru: So his new lair would be easily accessible
to the power of Seattle's frequent thunderstorms.
Uncle: One more thing,
taller is better for lightning rods.
Jade: No way.
Drago's new crib is the space needle?
Jade: So this is what all those freaky robberies were about.
(Whooshing)
Jade: This place rocks!
Mc cobra: Waah! Ooh! Aah!
Jade: Whoa. Life-sized robomercs.
Strikemaster ice: Rule number one...
There are no rules.
Mc cobra: Yaah!
Dude, you're seriously wack!
Strikemaster ice: Word.
Drago, on intercom: Ice!
Strikemaster ice: Yo. Drago: Playtime's over.
The storm's almost here.
Finish securing the lightning rod.
Mc cobra: You got it, dawg.
I mean, sir, dawg. Dawg sir!
Drago: Once I absorb the storm's lightning,
I'll be able to wipe out entire cities.
No one will dare oppose me!
(Alarm beeping)
Drago: Except for those chans!
I'll make the adjustments up on the roof.
You three can deal with our party crashers.
(Sniffs)
Jade: I gotta warn uncle Jackie.
Jade, on p.A.: Uncle Jackie! Come here, uncle Jackie!
Jackie: Jade, where are you?
Jade: Uncle Jackie, if you can hear me,
it's a trap! Ice and his crew are... aah!
Jackie: Jade? Jade?!
Strikemaster ice: Yeah, nothing like a roaring fire
to warm up a rainy day.
Strikemaster ice: Give it up, runt.
No way you gettin' outta this room alive.
(Music blaring)
Strikemaster ice: Aah! Aah! Uhh!
Jade: What, no earplugs?
Uncle: Aiyaah-ah-ah-ah!
(Dizzy) Uncle doesn't feel so good.
Tohru: Sensei! Àjackie: Uncle!
Uncle: Can't uncle have one moment to clear head?
Mc cobra: Uhh!
Ohh!
Uncle: Must uncle do everything?
Mc cobra: Uhh!
Jade: Uncle Jackie, drago's up on the roof
tryin' to get supercharged by the storm.
Jackie: Uncle and I will stop drago.
Tohru, take Jade outside to safety.
Tohru: Uh, but it's raining out there.
Jade: Ohh.
(Elevator music playing)
(Elevator chimes)
Drago: No visitors.
Jackie: Whoa! Uncle: Aah!
Jackie: I suspect drago knows we are here.
Tohru: Uhh! Jade, this is not helpful.
Huh?
Strikemaster ice: Yo, peewee.
You and me got some unfinished bidness.
Tohru: Jade, run!
Jade: I got your back, t.!
Tohru: No! The other way!
Whoa!
Strikemaster ice: Looks like it's just you and me, homes.
Mano a sumo.
Uncle: This is why uncle's shop on ground floor.
Tohru: Uhh!
Strikemaster ice: Ha ha ha!
Ah, snap! Game over.
Jade: Hey, why don't you pick on somebody your own size?
Think you got game?
Bring it on.
Tohru: Whoa!
Strikemaster ice: Waah!
Jackie and uncle: Bad day! Bad day! Bad day! Bad day!
Jackie: We're pulling your plug, drago.
Uncle: Yumo guay guai à fie Dee tseio!
Yumo guay guai à fie Dee tseio!
Drago: Too late! The storm has arrived!
Uncle: Jackie!
Jackie: I know! We need a distraction.
Strikemaster ice: Not bad for a short stack.
But today, first is best, and second is dead last.
Jade: Think I'm ready for that rematch now, drew.
(Gasping)
Jade: Aw, the ice man's all wet.
We'd better get you dried off
before you catch something nasty.
(Whooshing)
Jackie: Bwaaah! (Gulps)
Uncle: Yumo guay guai à fie Dee tseio!
Drago: Uhh!
Uncle: Yumo guay guai à fie Dee tseio!
Yumo guay guai à fie Dee tseio!
Drago: No! Not now!
Aah!
Jade: Ohh!
Don't tell me we missed all the fireworks?
Drago: You can't defeat me!
I'm on top of the world!
Jackie: Jade, I have reconsidered.
If you promise to play
only after your homework is completed,
you may have the robomercs game.
Jade: No, thanks, uncle Jackie.
Been there. Done that.
Jackie: Well, I am very proud of you.
Tohru: Jade, I do not believe this will fit
in the overhead compartment.
Jade: Hey, Jackie, do you like riding roller coasters?
Jackie: I do like these kind of exciting games.
Roller coaster, airplane, everything high, fast.
It makes my blood go fast, then I like it.
I don't know why I like these kind of things.