[Approaches Hiro after activating in his bedroom]
Hello. I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion.
[Surprised]
Uh, hey. Bay-Baymax, I didn't know you were still... active.
I heard a sound of distress. What seems to be the trouble?
Oh, I just stubbed my toe a little. I'm fine.
On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?
A zero? I'm-I'm okay, really. Thanks. You can shrink now.
Does it hurt when I touch it? [Reaches down to touch Hiro's foot]
No, no, no, that's okay. No, no touching. I'm fi–
[He trips over a toolbox and falls backwards into the space between his bed and his desk. He tries to squeeze out but realizes he's stuck.]
You have fallen.
[Hiro tries to get himself up by grabbing onto a shelf with toy robots on it. The shelf breaks, and the robots fall on Hiro one-by-one. Each time Hiro says "Ow", Baymax asks him how he would rate his pain.]
On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?
[Picks up Hiro and cradles him like a baby]
Crying is a natural response to pain.
[Jumps out of Baymax's arms]
I'm not crying!
I will scan you for injuries.
You have sustained no injuries. However, your hormone and neurotransmitter levels indicate that you are experiencing mood swings, common in adolescence. Diagnosis: puberty.
[Confused by their names]
"Honey Lemon"? "GoGo"? "Wasabi"?
[Annoyed]
I spilled wasabi on my shirt one time, people! ONE! TIME!
[Chuckles]
Fred is the one who comes up with the nicknames.
[A guy in a giant lizard suit comes up behind Hiro.]
This guy! Right here! [Hiro turns around and shrieks in surprise] Ah, ah, don't be alarmed. [lifts up his costume head] It is just a suit. This is not my real face and body. [shakes Hiro's hand] The name's Fred! School mascot by day, but by night... [does several impressive moves with the sign he's carrying] I am also the school mascot.
No, no, no, no, I'm not a student. But I am a major science enthusiast. I've been trying to get Honey to develop a formula that could turn me into a fire-breathing lizard at will. But she says that's "not science".
Yeah, and I guess the shrink ray I asked Wasabi for isn't "science" either, is it?
Well then, what about... invisible sandwich? Imagine eating a sandwich, but everybody just thinks you're crazy.
[listening to music on her earbuds while rolling a huge ball of tungsten carbide onto a lift, squeezing past Hiro and Tadashi]
EXCUSE ME! Coming through! [sees Tadashi] Tadashi! [notices Hiro and her smile grows even wider] Oh, my gosh! You must be Hiro! [shouting because of her music] I've heard so much about you! [removes her earbuds and kisses Hiro on both cheeks] Perfect timing! Perfect timing! [uses the lift to elevate the ball]
That's a whole lot of tungsten carbide.
Four! Hundred! Pounds of it! C'mere, c'mere, c'mere, c'mere! [enthusiastically drags Hiro to a large kit filled with various liquid chemicals at the ready] You're gonna love this! A dash of perchloric acid, a smidge of cobalt, a hint of hydrogen peroxide [takes out a small hand-held flamethrower and heats up the formula] super-heated to 500 Kelvin, and... [sprays the pink formula around the ball then uses magnetic force to attract it onto the ball] TA-DA! It's pretty great, huh?
[not really knowing what to say]
So... pink.
Here's the best part! [lightly touches the ball with her finger. Instantly, the ball explodes into a cloud of pink dust]
[covered in pink dust]
I know, right? Chemical metal embrittlement!
[Baymax is wearing his new green armor.]
I have some concerns. This armour may undermine my non-threatening, huggable design.
That's kinda the idea, buddy. You look sick!
I cannot be sick. I am a robot.
[Deleted Scene] [Hiro is sneaking out of the house with Baymax in his luggage. He opens the window in his room and steps outside, where Fred is there is his mascot costume, holding a grappling hook.] [Preparing to throw his grappling hook]
Okay...
[He tries to throw it, but it falls. He tries again, this time it lands on his head.]
Oh, no, no, no– OW! Ah...
[He tries and fails a few more times, almost hitting Hiro in the process.]
Sorry.
[Annoyed; Whispering]
Fred! Will you just chill with the hook?!
Uh, every great superhero origin story starts with a grappling hook. Even you should know that.
[Whispering]
Can you just be normal for, like, two minutes?! And be quiet! [He lowers Baymax's luggage down.]
[Whispering]
Oh, good call. Play it stealthy. [shouting] ALRIGHT, HIRO! JUMP! I'LL CATCH YOU!
[Hiro jumps off the roof and lands on Fred.]
Sorry, I can't see very well in the mask.
[Wasabi walks out of his restaurant, taking out the garbage. He sees Fred in his costume, with Hiro still in his arms.]
What...? Hiro? Fred? Is that a grappling hook?
[Beat]
No!
[He pulls out a smoke bomb and throws it to the ground. It makes a pathetic "POOF", and Hiro and Fred run off, with Baymax rolling behind them.]
A Announcer
[First lines; At a Bot Fight]
THE WINNER, BY TOTAL ANNIHILATION... YAMA!
Y Yama
Who's next?! Who has the guts to step into the ring with Little Yama?!
[People in the crowd nervously hide their robots, too scared to fight.]
Can I try?
[Everyone turns around to see a fourteen-year-old boy, holding a cute little robot. This is Hiro.] [innocently]
I have a robot. I built it myself.
A Announcer
[Everyone laughs at Hiro's pathetic robot.]
Beat it, kid. House rules: You gotta pay to play.
Oh. Uh... is this enough? [Holds up a handful of money]
Y Yama
What's your name, little boy?
[shyly]
Hiro. Hiro Hamada.
Y Yama
Prepare your bot... Zero.
A Announcer
[Hiro and Yama prepare to fight.]
Two bots enter, one bot leaves. Fighters ready...? FIGHT!
[Hiro's robot is destroyed in seconds.]
That was my first fight. I-I– Ca-Can I try again?
Y Yama
No one likes a sore loser, little boy. Go home.
A Announcer
[He reluctantly places the rest of his money on the plate for a second fight.]
Fighters ready? FIGHT!
[Megabot suddenly reassembles itself. Hiro drops his "shy, innocent little boy" act.]
Megabot, destroy! [Grins evilly]
[Fred walks up to a huge mansion.]
Fred, w-where are you going?
Oh! Welcome to mi casa! That's French for "front door".
Listen, nitwit, A lunatic in a mask just tried to kill us, I'm not in the mood for any–
H Heathcliff
[Suddenly, a butler walks through the door.]
Welcome home, Master Fredrick.
[The others just stand there, mouths agape in shock.]
Come on in, guys. We'll be safe in here. Gimme some! [Heathcliff fist-bumps him]
OG Officer Gerson
[Hiro and Baymax are at the police department reporting the guy who attacked them.]
All right, let me get this straight: A man in a Kabuki mask attacked you with an army of miniature flying robots?
[Correcting shakily]
Microbots.
OG Officer Gerson
[Typing]
Mi-cro-bots.
Yeah! He was controlling them telepathically with a neural-cranial transmitter.
OG Officer Gerson
[Skeptical]
So Mr. Kabuki was using... ESP to attack you and... Balloon Man?
[Hiro and Baymax are inside a creepy abandoned warehouse. Baymax sneaks up behind Hiro.]
Hiro?
[Screams]
You gave me a heart attack!
[Rubs his hands together]
My hands are equipped with defibrillators. [Moves his hands towards Hiro] Clear!
[Alarmed]
STOP, STOP, STOP, STOP! It's just an expression!
