[he trails off hoping for any positive comments]
You are so disappointing on so many levels.
Why are my pants cold and wet? [A shot of water rising in the sub] Uh...
[a wall is breached and even more water floods in]
Hull breach!
[as she tries to plug a hole]
We're falling apart at the seams! [screams] [as the submarine starts to fall apart]
This is not how Batman dies!
[Emmet screams, as the submarine fills with water Emmet starts to drown. Wyldstyle reaches for him]
Emmet! Hold on, hold on!
[the shot goes to outside the sub, red lights coming from the windows as it goes through the water as an alarm beeps faster and faster signalling a detonation]
Deep breath! [gasps] Deep breath, everybod--!!
[the sub explodes, the camera follows a floating piece of debris to the surface] [where Bad Cop and a few Micro Managers are looking around]
Micro-Managers, what's going on down there?
MM Micro-Manager
Scanning submarine wreckage. No survivors detected.
Scuba Cops? Dredge the entire ocean if you have to, we've go to find that piece, [Scuba Cops dive in the water to begin their search] let's get these prisoners back to Lord Business and give him the good news: "the Special is no more"! [they all depart from the wreckage]
: Okay. :[Emmet walks up to the platform and waves to everyone. Clears his throat] Hello, I'm Emmet. [referring to the Piece of Resistance] Oh, and this is the Piece of Resistance.
[the Master Builders cheer. Wyldstyle watches in bewilderment]
Thank you. Well, eeeeehhhh. I know that I for one am very excited to work with you guys, to get into the Octan Tower, find the Kragle and put this thing on the thing, and I know it's going to be really hard, but... [suddenly gets interrupted by another Master Builder]
REALLY HARD?! [the audience gasps] Wiping ye bum with a hook for a hand is really hard, this be impossible! The last time we tried to storm Lord Business's office, we used every plan we could conceive, the result was a massacre too terrible to speak of.
The name be Metal Beard, and I'll tell you me tale of woe.
Oh, great. Here we go again. [Metal Beard recounts his failed attempt in trying to infiltrate Lord Business's office]
I arrived at the foot of the tower with me hearty Master Builder crew, only to find the Kragle was all the way up on the infinitieth floor guarded by a robot army. And security measures of every kind imaginable, lasers, sharks, laser sharks, overbearing assistants, and strange dangerous relics that entrap, snap and zap. And there be a mysterious room called "The Think Tank." I barely made it out of that room with just me head... [Metalbeard hops out of the tower with his head and escapes on his ship as it purrs away] ...and organs! [Metalbeard's organs pop out of the Octan tower and land in his ship and it purrs away again]
I had to replace every part of my once strapping virile pirate body with this useless hunk of garbage ye see before ye. [to Emmet] So if ye think it'd be a good idea to return to that foresaken place, Special, what idea have ye that be better than the ideas of-100-of our fallen Master Builder brothers?
Well, technically I'm not exactly a Master Builder yet.
WHAT?! [the other Master Builders shout in outrage]
Please, everyone, everyone! please.
WS William Shakespeare
[throws a pizza]
Rubbish!
[addressing the Master Builders]
Yes, it's true, I may not be a Master Builder, I may not have a lot of experience fighting or leading or coming up with plans, or having ideas in general, in fact, I'm not all that smart, and I'm not what you'd call a creative type, plus, generally unskilled, also, scared and cowardly, I know what, you're thinking? "He is the least qualified person in the world to lead us!" And, you are right!
SC Swamp Creature
This is supposed to make us feel better?
What th-? No, there was about to be a but...
[Outside Cloud Cuckoo Land, Metalbeard and a few knights and cowboys are leaving]
You all be on your own! I be leaving this lost cause! [Metalbeard jumps onto his ship and sails off Cuckoo Land, as it purrs]
A house divided against itself would be better than this. [Lincoln jumps into his seat and it suddenly takes off like spaceship]
Abraham Lincoln, you bring your space chair right back here! Come on, guys! [nearly gets hit by an object] We can still do this! [another Master Builder throws a blue disc at him] Oh! Right?
MB Master Builder 1
You're not even a bit special.
[Wyldstyle, Batman and Unikitty sadly watch] [Batman whispering to Wyldstyle as they watch Emmet]
Well, you were right about him being a ding-dong. [the Master Builders continue to jeer and throw things at Emmet]
MB Master Builder 2
You're a huge disappointment!
MB Master Builder 3
[Emmet, sad and disappointed, turns and starts walking off]
Get him out of here, I don't wanna look at him!
Well, at least it can't get any worse.
Master Builder 4: Special? Not!
[A giant golf ball suddenly falls out of nowhere, destroying the Dog] :
Superman [Emmet yells and runs away as the falling ball falls onto the ground, goes through the eye of the dog and squishes an Island Warrior Master Builder]
It's the orb of Tee-te-list.
Uh, is this Cloud Cuckoo Land? I don't see any clouds or cuckoos.
No, no. This is Middle Zealand. A wondrous land full of knights, castles, muttons, torture weapons, poverty, leeches, illiteracy, and um...
DRAGON! [the Batwing dives as a dragon swoops down]
Yeah, that too. [Batman transforms the Batwing into the Batmobile, lands the car in a forest area and drives through the woods] Once we arrive in Cloud Cuckoo Land, we'll raise an army of Master Builders...
Yeah, yeah, anyway. You guys gotta check out these new subwoofers I installed in the back; I call them The Dogs. Listen to them bark! [Batman turns on his stereo, sending heavy metal blasting through the Batmobile, making Emmet and Vitruvius bounce in the back]
Aaah! Can you turn that down a little bit?!
This is a song I wrote for Wyldstyle! [Wyldstyle smiles at Batman before singing with the song; we hear Batman's voice as he sings to the heavy metal music] Darkness! [to Emmet and Vitruvius] It's about how I'm an orphan! [the song continues] No parents!
[Wyldstyle turns to Emmet]
This is real music, Emmet. Batman's a true artist. Dark, brooding.
Well, I'm dark and brooding too! [Emmet gasps, suddenly he notices something ahead] Look, a rainbow! [as they reach the rainbow]
So, you're gonna drive up the curved part, take it all the way to the top and park the car. [The Batmobile stops, Batman drives up the rainbow and stops the car at the very top] Friends, welcome to Cloud Cuckoo Land. [An angelic chord plays as the camera pans down to the group standing in front of a rather large cloud; the rainbow disappears.] Now, I just need to give the secret knock. [he turns and knocks once with his scepter on the cloud door, after a short pause the door bursts open and as they enter inside they hear music being played and everyone is happy and dancing around.]
I'm not sure about this place and what I am supposed to do.
Hi! I am Princess Unikitty, and I welcome you all to Cloud Cuckoo Land!
[Everyone cheers]
But there are no signs or anything! How can people know what not to do?
Here in Cloud Cuckoo Land, there are no rules! There's no government, no babysitters, no bedtimes, no frowny faces, no bushy mustaches, and no negativity of any kind.
You just said the word "no" like a million times.
And there's also no consistency.
All ideas are the good ones, except the not-so-good ideas. Those that push down deep inside where you'll never, ever, ever, [angrily tone] EVER... [normal tone] find them! Your fellow Master Builders are gathered in the Dog!
FN French Narrator
Meanwhile, at the dog...
[Emmet gasps]
Is that Superman?
SO Statue of Liberty
Bonjour.
Superman Girl, what are you doing right now?
[appears from behind Emmet]
Hey, Superman!
Superman Oh, hey... Hey, what's up?
[fixing his mask]
Lantern. Green Lantern.
Superman Yeah, yeah.
Do you wanna sit together at the meeting?
Superman Uh, I have to, I have to go back to Krypton. [Superman quickly flies off]
[the camera pans to Vitruvius addressing the room at large]
Did didn't Krypton blow up?
My fellow Master Builders, including, but not limited to Robin Hood, Mermaid Lady, Gandalf, Swamp Creature, 1980-something Space Guy...
...2002 NBA All-Stars and Wonder Woman. You have traveled far to be here for a moment of great import. We have learned that Lord Business plans to unleash a fully weaponized Kragle on Taco Tuesday, to end the world as we know it. [the Master Builders express their shock and outrage] Please, calm yourselves. Green Ninja, Milhouse, Nice Vampire, Michelangelo, Michelangelo and Cleopatra. There is yet one hope; the Special has arisen.
[he steps aside to reveal Emmet while hushed murmurs spread around]
Have the young man step forward.
As you wish, [says it incorrectly] Dubbledore.
D Dumbledore
It's pronounced Dumbledore.
D Dumbledore
No, Dumbledore.
I thought you said Dubbledore.
Ah, we gotta write all that down 'cause I'm not gonna remember any of it, but here we go. The Special will now give an eloquent speech. [to Emmet] Go ahead, man, you got this.
Okay. [Emmet walks up to the platform and waves to everyone. He clears his throat] Hello, I'm Emmet. [referring to the Piece of Resistance] Oh, and this is the Piece of Resistance. [the Master Builders cheer. Wyldstyle watches in bewilderment] Thank you. Well, eeeeehhhh. I know that I, for one, am very excited to work with you guys, to get into the Octan Tower, find the Kragle and put this thing on the thing, and I know it's going to be really hard, but... [gets interrupted]
REALLY HARD?! [the audience gasps] Wiping ye bum with a hook for a hand is really hard; this be impossible! The last time we tried to storm Lord Business's office, we used every plan we could conceive. The result was a massacre too terrible to speak of.
The name be Metalbeard, and I'll tell you me tale of woe.
Oh, great. Here we go again. [Metalbeard recounts his failed attempt in trying to infiltrate Lord Business's office]
I arrived at the foot of the tower with me hearty Master Builder crew, only to find the Kragle was all the way up on the infinitieth floor, guarded by a robot army. And security measures of every kind imaginable: lasers, sharks, laser sharks, overbearing assistants, and strange, dangerous relics that entrap, snap, and zap. And there be a mysterious room called "The Think Tank". I barely made it out of that room with just me head... [Metalbeard hops out of the tower with his head and escapes on his ship as it purrs away] and organs! [Metalbeard's organs pop out of the Octan tower and land in his ship and it purrs away again]
I had to replace every part of my once strapping, virile pirate body with this useless hunk of garbage ye see before ye. So if ye think it'd be a good idea to return to that forsaken place, Special, what idea have ye that be better than the ideas of 100 of our fallen Master Builder brothers?
Well, technically I'm not exactly a Master Builder yet.
WHAT?! [The other Master Builders shout in outrage]
Please, everyone, everyone! Please.
WS William Shakespeare
[throws a pizza]
Rubbish!
[addressing the Master Builders]
Yes, it's true, I may not be a Master Builder. I may not have a lot of experience fighting or leading or coming up with plans, or having ideas in general. In fact, I'm not all that smart, and I'm not what you'd call a creative type; plus, generally unskilled, also scared and cowardly. I know what you're thinking: "He is the least qualified person in the world to lead us!" And you are right!
SC Swamp Creature
This is supposed to make us feel better?
What th-? No, there was about to be a but-
D Dumbledore
Yes. [Outside Cloud Cuckoo Land, Metalbeard and a few knights and cowboys are leaving]
You all be on your own! I be leaved this lost cause! [Metalbeard jumps onto his ship and sails off Cuckoo Land, as it purrs]
A house divided against itself would be better than this. [Lincoln jumps into his seat and it suddenly takes off like a spaceship]
Abraham Lincoln, you bring your space chair right back here! Come on, guys! [nearly gets hit by a falling object] We can [a Master Builder throws cheese at him] still do [another Master Builder throws a DVD disc at him] this! [yet another Master Builder throws a blue disc at him] Oh! Right?
MB Master Builder #1
You're not even a bit special.
[Wyldstyle, Batman and Unikitty sadly watch] [Batman whispering to Wyldstyle as they watch Emmet]
Well, you were right about him being a ding-dong. [the Master Builders continue to jeer and throw things at Emmet]
MB Master Builder #2
You're a huge disappointment!
MB Master Builder #3
[Emmet, sad and disappointed, turns and starts walking off]
Get him out of here, I don't wanna look at him!
[dolphin chirp, cat yowl]
Well, at least it can't get any worse.
MB Master Builder #4
Special? Not! [A giant golf ball suddenly falls out of nowhere, destroying the Dog.]
I was wrong. [Emmet yells and runs away as the falling ball falls onto the ground, crashes through the eye of the dog, and squishes an Island Warrior Master Builder]
Superman It's the orb of Tee-te-list!
Ruh-roh, it's the bad guys.
S Shaq
Y’all ready for this? Oh no! They were ready for that.
Superman IT DIDN'T BREAK!
Because it's Kragled. [to his robots] Machine gum! Fire! [they shoot at Superman with chewing gum making him splat to the ground stuck in the gum]
Superman [screams]
I can't move.
Don't worry, Superman! I'll get you out of there. [as Green Lantern goes to rescue Superman, his hands get stuck in the gum] Oh, my gosh! My hands are stuck! [he wriggles his legs and those get stuck in the gum too] My legs are stuck as well!
Superman I super hate you.
[as the robots have got holding of Emmet]
Ow, you're pulling my head off!!!
Babe, help me get him out of here!
I said, every man for himself.
Hey, you gotta be there for me. [Batman groans as he falls and finally lands onto the ground]
Fine! Fine, fine, fine! [reluctantly goes to her aide and fights off the robots attacking Emmet] Fine, fine, fine, fine!
I need you to have a better attitude about it!
I've a great attitude! [Batman gets the tracker off Emmet and throws it at one of the robots]
[Bad Cop picks up Emmet's tracker, which is now attached to the robot]
The Special's in the northwest quadrant; we've got him cornered. [he looks down, but all he sees is the robot with the tracker attached to its head smacking into a wall] Where did he go?
Oh, no! They've hit our silly cloud stabilizer!
Let's go, we need to get Emmet outta here!
Can't we build something? [suddenly, the space guy comes over to them]
Hey, I'm Ben! But you can call me Benny! And I can build a spaceship. Watch this. [he starts building a spaceship and chanting along as he works] [Benny singing] Spaceship, spaceship, spaceship, spaceship! Spaceshi--!
No, no, no, no! You can't; the skies are surrounded.
That's okay, I didn't really wanna build a spaceship. [Benny chuckles] Anyway, that's cool. [looks visibly disappointed as he kicks his half-built spaceship and it falls apart]
Well, where can we go where we can’t be found?
How about we went underwater?
Great idea, a Bat submarine patent pending.
And dream catchers, just in case we took a nap.
Like an underwater spaceship!
But we can't build all of them at once!
WB Wyldstyle, Batman, Benny, Unikitty and Vitruvius
[as they stick together like a team for a moment]
READY? BREAK!
[as the others go off-screen]
Okay.
Emmet, you'll... you'll think of something, right? Like you always do.
Didn't you hear him? The prophecy's made up. I'm not the Special. To think for a moment I thought I might be.
Emmet. [suddenly, Emmet hears Vitruvius's ghostly voice]
I did. [Vitruvius's ghostly form appears behind Emmet] I am ghost Vitruvius. Ooooh! [he glides over to face Emmet] Emmet, you didn't let me finish earlier because I died. The reason I made up the prophecy was because I knew that whoever found the Piece could become the Special. Because the only thing anyone needs to be special is to believe that you can be. I know that sounds like a cat poster, but it's true. Look at what you did when you believed you were special. You just need to believe it some more.
But how can I just decide to believe that I'm special, when I'm not?
Because the world depends on it. Ooooh! [the ghostly form of Vitruvius starts to glide away]
Zapping termination in thirty-five Mississippi...
Thirty-four Mississippi, thirty-three Mississippi, thirty-two Mississippi, thirty-one Mississippi, thirty Mississippi, twenty-nine Mississippi, twenty-eight Mississippi, twenty-seven Mississippi, twenty-six Mississippi, twenty-five Mississippi... [as the countdown continues, Emmet gets an idea; he manages to dislodge the battery from its holding place and rolls himself with the battery toward the broken window.]
Emmet! What are you...? [Emmet rolls himself towards the edge of the broken window and looks down into the abyss]
Whoa! [he looks back at Wyldstyle] Lucy!
Wait! What are you...? What are you...?
Now it's your turn to be the hero. [Wyldstyle realizing what Emmet is planning to do]
Twelve Mississippi, Eleven Mississippi...
See you later, alligator.
Don't! [Emmet jumps out the broken window.]
Nine Mississippi, eight Mississippi...
[gasps]
No, EMMET! [as the computer countdown continues, Emmet starts falling into the abyss]
Seven Mississippi, six Mississippi...
Five Mississippi, four Mississippi, three Mississippi, two Mississippi... [as Emmet gets nearer to the abyss, the battery he's strapped to snaps off its holder.] One Mississippi, zero, Missi- ERROR. Termination failure. [as the detonation sequence deactivates, the Master Builders are freed from their captivity]
Emmet! [She rushes over to the edge of the window and looks down into the abyss. The battery holder detached.] No... [the other Master Builders gather round]
Well, what do we do now? There's gotta be a bright side here somewhere?
Superman Does anyone have any ideas?
Arr, if only there were more people in the world like he? [suddenly, Wyldstyle has an idea and looks round to the screen showing the citizen of Bricksburg as they are getting glued]
