INT. OIL REFINERY - TRAIN LOADING STATION
TRAILMON (Angler) enters scene with an unloading cart latched behind him.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
I don't get it. Why are you doing this to me? Hello?
TRAILMON (Angler) stops at the end of the track and becomes locked onto the tracks.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
*struggles* Hey, I'm stuck! Let me out! This is becoming uncomfortable!
?:
*deadpan* Angler, is that you?
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
*moves his eye* Huh?
TRAILMON (Angler) notices TRAILMON (Mole) locked on the northern section of the loading station.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Looks like those goons got you too.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Meine Güte! Mole! Boy, am I glad to see you.
?:
*New York accent* Hey, you're not the only Trailmon here.
TRAILMON (Angler) notices TRAILMON (Worm) locked on the western section of the station.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Worm?
TRAILMON (WORM):
Hey, I'm surprised as you are. How you doing?
TRALMON (ANGLER):
Frightened. What are you guys doing here? What is this place?
TRAILMON (MOLE):
We're being held prisoners under this oil refinery.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Oil refinery?
TRAILMON (WORM):
Those junkies are looking for wheels to carry them to different areas of the multiverse. So, the boss man says that we're the type of wheels qualified for the job till further notice.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
It's a nightmare. We never get the chance to rest and the Digimon in charge never treats us with respect.
TRAILMON (WORM):
It's like a bing-bang-boom job out here. No favor in return.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Have you even figured a way out?
TRAILMON (WORM):
Fuggedaboutit.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
This place is under high protection. Escaping here is impossible. Trust us.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
But, I don't wanna work here forever. My new friends are out there. They promised they would come for me. I'm sure you guys would feel zee same.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Of course. We, Trailmon, desire freedom instead of labor...
TRAILMON (WORM):
...but Mr. Happy around here begs to differ.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Mr. Happy?
The eastern doors open and TRAILMON (Buffalo) bursts into scene.
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
*loud* Woo-hoo! I love this job!
TRAILMON (Buffalo) stops and gets locked on the southern side of the station.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Buffalo? You're here too?
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Well, look who decided to join the party! The more, the merrier!
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Buffalo, where did you come from just now?
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
I just got back from my awesome job!
TRAILMON (WORM):
*sighs; annoyed* Do you see what we're talking about?
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Buffalo wants to stay here forever.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Why?
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
"Why?" "Why?!" It's the best job and experience I've ever had in a while! The factory gives me an opportunity to explore more of each universe. It's like a Trailmon's dream come true!
TRAILMON (WORM):
Not to mention being a idiot's dream come true because those Digimon are just using you for evil.
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
So what?! ShadowWereGarurumon and Doggymon don't treat me with respect in the past.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Neither do the Machine Digimon. Sooner or later, you better come to your senses.
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Mope all you want. But, I ain't leaving! Ever!
TRAILMON (WORM):
If I weren't locked onto these tracks, I would knock you over faster than you can say "stop"!
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Go ahead. Oh, wait. Don't. You don't have the courage to do it anyway.
TRAILMON (WORM):
That's it! *tries to move out* I'm coming over here!
TRAILMON (Buffalo) laughs off-screen while TRAILMON (Worm) still struggles.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
I think it's best not to struggle.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Well, I don't care if I'm working under some hack, I'm getting out! *struggles*
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Please, don't.
TRAILMON (Angler) struggles harder than before.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Angler, this place means business. You must stop.
TRAILMON (Angler) struggles harder till the locks start to break.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
I'm free!
FX - *alarm blaring*
The other TRAILMON look scared with TRAILMON (ANGLER) freezes in surprise.
TRAILMON (WORM):
Oh, boy. Now you done it.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
What did I do?
The eastern doors open and two TROOPMON and KOWUKAMON enter with a giant magnet on wheels. The magnetic force starts pulling TRAILMON (Angler) away from the end.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
What's happening?!
TRAILMON (MOLE):
This is what happens to Digimon and/or Trailmon who try to escape.
TRAILMON (WORM):
We tried to warn ya, buddy.
TRAILMON (Angler) tries to pull off but the force gets him attached to the magnet.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
No, please! I'll be good! I promise! Help...!
The Digimon exit TRAILMON (Angler) out of the station.
Scene CUTS to:
EXT. ABANDONED TRAINYARD - SOUTHERN AREA
An armored train stops on the tracks near the warehouse entrance. The armored train unloaded a couple of groups of LOADERLIOMON, COMMANDRAMON and SEALSDRAMON as they were storming towards the warehouse.
INT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - HIDDEN SHELTER
The group were preparing themselves up for battle. DATAMON (Frontier) puts the finishing touches on the off-screen invention.
ANDROMON:
Brother Digimon, it finished?
DATAMON (FRONTIER):
*wipes the surface with a cloth* Just giving it a shine...and...done.
The group looks at the off-screen invention.
DATAMON (FRONTIER):
So, what do you think?
MIMI:
It looks...
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
It looks strange. I mean the design needs...
ROACHMON BROTHER #2:
Hey, don't start! It looks fine.
ANDROMON:
It is Rika's decision to determine the answer.
RENAMON:
Rika?
RIKA:
...Perfect.
ANDROMON:
Brother Digimon, this battle were facing will not just determine our fates, but the fates of all Digimon suffering in the refinery.
The group stands in position while ANDROMON continues.
ANDROMON:
(off-screen) I don't know how many are out there. But, whatever happens, we must not back down, we shall keep moving forward together as one. With Mimi and Rika in our aid, we'll overcome the possibilities and take down the overlord. Now...are you ready?
MIMI & PALMON:
Ready.
ROACHMON BROTHERS:
Ready.
SUKAMON & CHUUMON:
Ready.
DATAMON (FRONTIER):
Ready.
RIKA:
Read-
FX - *vibrating; crumbling*
RENAMON:
Rika, they found us!
ANDROMON:
What?! It's improbable!
INT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - AISLE HALLWAY
SEALSDRAMON were slashing through the rusted machines. LOADERLIOMON were knocking down debris with their tails. COMMANDRAMON were firing their guns at broken windows and ceiling lights. One LOADERLIOMON knocks down the debris blocking the secret entrance. Two COMMANDRAMON went down through the hole and run through the tunnelway.
INT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - HIDDEN SHELTER
MIMI, PALMON, RIKA, RENAMON, ANDROMON, and SHADOWWEREGARURUMON were getting into fighting positions. DOGGYMON was biting his fingernails in a comical fashion. SUKAMON & CHUUMON were panicking around in the background along with DATAMON trying to prep himself and the ROACHMON BROTHERS were tugging over a pipe for a weapon.
MIMI:
Rika, what about the plan?
RIKA:
We'll worry about it later. Let's just take these things out first.
MIMI:
Okay...
FX - *click*
PALMON:
What was that clicking sound?
The two COMMANDRAMON strapped and set a time bomb onto the secret entrance door as they ran off.
RENAMON:
Rika, they set up a bomb onto the door!
OTHERS:
What?!
RIKA:
So, they are trying to blow us up!
DATAMON (FRONTIER):
Don't worry. I'm a professional. *pulls out wire cutters* I'll just deactivate it and-
RENAMON:
The timer is currently counting down to 15 seconds. We won't have much enough time!
SUKAMON and CHUUMON were rapidly pounding on the door.
SUKAMON:
Help!
CHUUMON:
Let us out!
PALMON:
That's not helping!
MIMI:
What are we going to do, Rika?!
RIKA tries to ponder as the camera briefly cuts to the timer counting down to ten seconds.
MIMI:
(off-screen) Rika?!
RIKA:
The plan.
MIMI:
What?! Now?!
ANDROMON:
Are you affirmative about-
RIKA:
There's no time! Brace yourselves!
The camera briefly cuts to the timer counting down to zero.
EXT. ABANDONED TRAINYARD - SOUUTHERN AREA
FULL SHOT of the warehouse building explodes and collapsing into debris. The Machine Digimon observe the destruction on the train track near the warehouse site. One COMMANDRAMON gestures to another as they both enter their armored train. The armored train exits scene as the camera pans RIGHT to the building smoking after the collapse. After a moment, a train made of recycled armored parts with a rocket engine on its back hovers out of the smoke and lands on the train track. A latch opens as MIMI, RIKA and everyone else exit of the train unharmed.
MIMI:
Hey, we're okay.
DATAMON (FRONTIER):
It worked...my invention worked!
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
...I can't believe it.
ANDROMON:
It was ingenious that Datamon found armor that was immune to flames.
DATAMON:
Not to mention, the rocket exhaust pipes I've found just in case.
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
I thought we were gonna be goners.
ROACHMON BROTHER #2:
*scoffs* I knew we were gonna survive that impact.
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
No, you didn't, you big liar.
ROACHMON BROTHER #2:
*riases fist* Why I oughta-
RIKA:
Guys, stop fighting! The plan ain't over yet.
ANDROMON:
Did we complete the "Trojan Horse" method?
RIKA:
Not yet. The Machine Digimon are heading back towards the refinery. This is where we start making our move: following them into the base without getting noticed.
The others nod.
EXT. ABANDONED TRAINYARD (CONT'D) - CENTRAL/CROSSED TRACKS AREA
A few armored trains were gathering at the center of the tracks and each of them start heading north of the tracks. The fake armored train arrives from the south and follows them north. CLOSE-IN SHOT of the fake armored train slightly shaking while following the armored trains.
RIKA:
(off-screen) Are you sure you had time operating the controls?
DATAMON:
(off-screen) Of course, it came with a manual...somewhere.
SHADOWEREGARURUMON:
(off-screen) I feel uncomfortable within this tight space.
DOGGYMON:
(off-screen) *barks*
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
(off-screen) No, we are not making a pit stop!
ANDROMON:
(off-screen) We are in no attempt for claustrophobia.
SUKAMON:
(off-screen) You know, Mimi. In case, you get scared...
CHUUMON:
(off-screen) ...we could hold your hand-
FX - *slap*
SUKAMON:
(off-screen) ...We deserve it.
RENAMON:
(off-screen) We closing in onto the oil refinery. I could sense many Digimon within.
EXT. ABANDONED TRAINYARD (CONT'D) - OIL REFINERY ENTRANCE
Each of the armored trains were entering through a heavy metal door. The fake armored train was the last to enter.
INT. OIL REFINERY - OIL PRODUCTION FLOOR
Camera pans LEFT to RIGHT to the production process within the FULL SHOT: Various enslaved, unhappy and tired looking Digimon are lifting various scrap metal and old train parts onto many conveyor belts. Each conveyor belt then slowly moves the scrap metal where it gets crushed by hammer pounding machines and grind-ed into pieces by spiked rollers. The pieces then get sent into the heating and liquidation chambers. Each chamber then dumps the melted liquid into a huge pot where few exhausted Digimon are mixing the liquid with chemicals into oil. The oil then gets dumped into the fuel tank of each armored train as a number of Machine Digimon groups make preparations for attack. A HAGURUMON was moving a wheelbarrow full of scrap metal, but trips on the floor with scrap metal spilling as well.
HAGURUMON:
Ow!
?:
(off-screen) Hey!
A GIROMON accompanied by two TANKMON approached the HAGRURUMON.
HAGURUMON:
S-s-supervisor Giromon, sir!
GIROMON:
So, you've decided to take a nap on the job, eh?
HAGURUMON:
No, I only fell! I swear!
GIROMON:
*pulls chainsaw cord* Unlikely excuse.
HAGURUMON:
P-p-please, don't hurt me!
GIROMON:
Oh, I'm not gonna hurt you...yet. That's up to the boss to decide. Take this lazy worker to the boss!
Both TANKMON start carrying a scared and panicking HAGURUMON off to the left off-screen. The other Digimon were staring at him.
GIROMON:
What are you all looking at? *powers chainsaw* Get back to work!
The scared Digimon resumed working as GIROMON chuckles evilly.
INT. OIL REFINERY - TRAIN LOADING STATION
A couple of armored trains and the fake train were loading into different corners. The armored trains then released the troops and exited the room, leaving the fake one alone. The latch door was opened ajar.
MIMI:
(off-screen) *whispers* Do you see anything?
ANDROMON was peeking from the inside.
ANDROMON:
*quietly* It appears that we're inside the loading station of the refinery. Unfortunately, there is a security camera observing the station.
PALMON:
*quietly* If we get out now, they'll know we're here.
RENAMON:
*quietly* Don't worry. I'm on it.
RENAMON disappears in a swift.
MIMI:
Hmm?
RENAMON suddenly appears behind the security camera and knocks its down off the wall.
RENAMON:
Coast is clear.
The others managed to exit out of the train.
ANDROMON:
Finally. We made it.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
*cracks knuckles* I can't wait to compact those jerks into cubes!
RIKA:
Shh! Let's not get too excited, big fella.
DOGGYMON snickers and SHADOWWEREGARURUMON pounds his head in response.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
(off-screen) Excuse me?
The others notice that TRAILMON (Mole) is present in the loading station.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Don't I mind if ask who are you?
RIKA:
Another Trailmon?
ANDROMON:
It must be one of the Trailmon held captive.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
I bet it knows where my Trailmon is.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Why am I not surprised that ShadowWereGarurumon and Doggymon are here?
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
I'm asking this again. Where is my-?!
DOGGYMON:
Shh!
SHADOWWEREGRARURUMON:
*sighs; quietly* Where is my Trailmon?
TRAILMON (MOLE):
He just left at *moves eye to northwest* at that direction. He's being prepped for another journey into the multiverse.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
The only journey is gonna travel to is home with me and Doggymon.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Why do you suddenly care so much for him?
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
Because...*ponders*...because...?
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON looks at MIMI and PALMON for a moment.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
...because I didn't treat him with respect like a true owner would and I felt extremely guilty about it. I wish if I knew about it sooner.
MIMI and PALMON smile in response.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
That seems uplifting. By any chance, are any of you Angler's friends?
MIMI:
Um, we are?
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Oh! Angler's in trouble. He tried to escape and now he's gonna be turned into scrap metal!
PALMON:
Oh no!
RIKA:
Then we better hurry and attack them by surprise.
ANDROMON:
Affirmative. Let's move!
The group sets out and exits scene. SHADOWWEREGARURUMON and DOGGYMON exit northwest of the station.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
See ya on the other side!
TRAILMON (MOLE):
(off-screen) Wait, what about me?!
DATAMON (Frontier) stops and looks back at Trailmon (Mole) for a moment.
ANDROMON:
(off-screen) Datamon?
DATAMON (FRONTIER):
Go on ahead. *pulls out tools* I got a little work to do.
ANDROMON:
Okay. Be careful.
The group resumes exiting scene.
INT. OIL REFINERY - CENTRAL HALLWAY
The group winds up in the central highway that leads north, south, east and west from the center.
RIKA:
*groans* How come everywhere we turn, there's gotta be a fork in the road?!
RENAMON:
I sense Digimon approaching from the northern corner.
RIKA:
We don't have time for this!
ANDROMON:
We need, what you organic life-forms call, a "distraction".
The group turns to SUKAMON & CHUUMON. Both Digimon look around in confusion and point at themselves.
SUKAMON & CHUUMON:
Us?
ANDROMON:
You wanna prove yourselves brave enough, don't you?
CHUUMON:
Yeah, but I don't think we're quite ready and-
MIMI:
If you distract the mean ol' Digimon, I'll give you both a kiss.
BOTH Digimon widen their eyes and boost up in confidence.
SUKAMON & CHUUMON:
We won't let you down, sir! Charge!
Both Digimon dashed into the western hallway.
RIKA:
Good thinking, Mimi.
MIMI:
They'll buy us some time.
The group continues to the northern hallway. As the ROACHMON BROTHERS were about follow, shadows of some Machine Digimon were approaching from the eastern hallway.
ROACHMON BROTHERS:
*in unison; getting into fighting positions* Bad guys! I got 'em! *turn to each other* What?! I got 'em!
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
I got 'em!
ROACHMON BROTHER #2:
I got 'em!
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
I got 'em!
ROACHMON BROTHER #2:
I got 'em!
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
I got 'em-
INT. OIL REFINRY - NORTHERN HALLWAY
The group was running through the hallway as ANDROMON dashes ahead of them.
ANDROMON:
I'm heading to the security mainframe. I'm going to disable the system so no enemies will come near us. The rest of you will head to factory floor undetected where we'll rendezvous and take down the overlord.
RIKA:
Got it.
ANDROMON dashes further into the hallway and as the others turn right in the hallway.
INT. OIL REFINERY - WESTERN HALLWAY
A group of TROOPMON were marching in the hall as SUKAMON and CHUUMON were watching from the angled wall edge.
CHUUMON:
Ready, Sukamon?
SUKAMON:
Let's do it...for the kiss.
The TROOPMON were still marching.
FX- *whistles*
The TROOPMON stop and turn around and see SUKAMON and CHUUMON with three cups placed on a mat.
CHUUMON:
Hiya, gents!
SUKAMON:
Feeling lucky?
One curious TROOPMON walks up to them.
CHUUMON:
Feeling up for a game of *picks up a Digi-Bit under one of the cups* "find the Digi-Bit"?
The TROOPMON nods as CHUUMON puts it back in.
SUKAMON:
Looks like we have a player.
CHUUMON:
Good. *to TROOPMON* Now, watch closely.
SUKAMON starts shuffling the cups in supersonic speed, leaving the TROOPMON dazed and confused.
INT. OIL REFINRY - SECURITY MAINFRAME ENTRANCE
Two COMMANDRAMON were guarding the entrance while ANDROMON was hiding from the a wall corner and prepares himself.
ANDROMON:
*off-screen* Lightning Blade!
Both of the COMMANDRAMON turn as the attack hits them out cold. ANDROMON enters through the security door.
INT. OIL REFINERY - EASTERN HALLWAY
A group of SEALSDRAMON were approaching towards the bickering ROACHMON BROTHERS.
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
I got 'em!
ROACHMON BROTHER #2:
I got 'em!
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
That's it! *summons various objects from the sky* Yard Sale Bomb!
The objects fall as ROACHMON BROTHER #2 ducks to avoid. Fortunately, the objects hit and strike down the approaching SEALSDRAMON. BOTH of them looked surprised as ROACHMON BROTHER #2 smiles at him.
INT. OIL REFINERY - NORTHEASTERN HALLWAY
The remaining members of the group were still venturing.
MIMI:
*sniffs; holds nose* Ew, what's that smell?
RIKA:
It's oil. We're getting closer.
The group finds a stairway to the upper level entrance.
INT. OIL REFINERY - WESTERN HALLWAY
SUKAMON was still shuffling and the TROOPMON were becoming impatient.
CHUUMON:
*whispers* I think that's enough.
SUKAMON stops shuffling the cups.
SUKAMON:
Okay, you got three tries.
One of the TROOPMON looks under the middle cup and there was nothing. Then, it looks under the right cup and there was nothing as well. Lastly, it looks under the left cup and there was nothing. The TROOPMON grew angry and looks around for the Digi-Bit.
FX - *munching*
The TROOPMON turns to find SUKAMON munching on the Digi-Bit and CHUUMON looked shocked.
SUKAMON:
What? I was hungry.
The TROOPMON start aiming their weapons as SUKAMON and CHUUMON nervously smile.
CHUUMION:
Um...best two out of three?
They start firing as both SUKAMON and CHUUMON start screaming scurrying off with the TROOPMON chasing them.
INT. OIL REFINERY - SECURITY MAINFRAME
ANDROMON enters and finds a computer with a map of the refinery, codes and information.
ANDROMON:
Time to finish what I started.
ANDROMON start typing on the keyboard. He types and enters a code to the security lock system. The screen then shows that extra rooms and halls containing enemy Digimon permanently locked from the inside.
ANDROMON:
Good. Now, for the captive Digimon.
ANDROMON types in a code for the security in the factory floor. The screen shows a window requiring a password for further access.
ANDROMON:
"Password"? Accessing hack.
ANDROMON jacks into the computer with wires from his forearm. Data from the computer was processing through ANDROMON's memory banks.
ANDROMON:
Authorizing data. Proceeding further into the master files. Identifying overlord. Almost there...
FX - *static*
ANDROMON:
Huh?
Suddenly, the jack drive from the computer starts electrocuting ANDROMON and collapses on the floor unconscious. Suddenly, a WARUMONZAEMON appears behind him and drags him out. The silhouette of the overlord then appears on the computer screen.
?:
*chuckles* How fortunate that you returned, Andromon.
EXT. ABANDONED TRAINYARD - OIL REFINERY ENTRANCE
TRAILMON (Buffalo) with an armored car exits the refinery and rides on the northwestern tracks.
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Woo-hoo! Another adventure!
Camera PANS RIGHT to SHADOWWEREGARURUMON and DOGGYMON hiding behind the armored car.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
Not for long. *to DOGGYMON* Ready?
DOGGYMON winks and pulls out a bomb. DOGGYMON throws the bomb over TRAILMON (Buffalo) and lands in the middle on its track path.
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Huh?
The bomb explodes and the track was broken.
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Whoa-boy!
TRAILMON (Buffalo) starts skidding to a halt on the tracks.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
Time to take back what was ours!
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON and DOGGYMON climb on top of the armored car. TRAILMON (Buffalo) moves its eye and notices SHADOWWEREGARURUMON and DOGGYMON. DOGGYMON was happily waving.
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
(off-screen) W-what are you two doing here?!
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
We're here to save you!
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Oh no! You're not stopping me in my tracks! Help me!
The armored car door opens up and TROOPMON emerge and fire their bazookas from inside. SHADOWWEREGARURUMON avoids each blast while DOGGYMON comically cower in fear. SHADOWWEREGARURUMON jumps inside the armored car while punching and kicking each TROOPMON. The TROOPMON keep firing as SHADOWWEREGARURUMON avoids each blast with his reflexes
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
Shadow Claw! *scratches each bazooka in half*
The TROOPMON looked scared and defenseless without their weapons. SHADOWWEREGARURUMON chuckles as DOGGYMON appears behind him.
FX - *sizzling*
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON and DOGGYMON exit the armored car as the TROOPMON notice one of DOGGYMON's bombs was placed behind them. DOGGYMON comically breaks open the latch between the armored car and TRAILMON (Buffalo).
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
Fire in the hole!
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON then strongly kicks the armored car in the air out of the tracks as it explodes. DOGGYMON snickers. SHADOWWEREGARURUMON walks up to TRAILMON (Buffalo).
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
No need to thank us. Just doing our job.
TRAILMON (Buffalo) was speechless and ignores him.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
What?
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Why are you two here?
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
We missed you, that's why.
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
I highly doubt that. I never wanted to be found by you two. All you two ever done was abuse me and never treated me with dignity.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
But-
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Those Digimon offered me a great opportunity to explore the new worlds ahead and never hold me down like a wild animal.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
Don't act like you were born yesterday. Those Digimon never acknowledged you like a real ride. They were treating you like...like...
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
Like what?
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
...*sighs* like the way I treated you before and I didn't realize that.
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
What happed to you? Why are you acting...nice?
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
I don't know! Everything I think about it, I always feel...something inside of me that makes me feel ashamed of.
DOGGYMON tries to comfort him.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
*pushes him aside* Don't touch me. *to BUFFALO* Look, what I'm trying to say is...I'm...I'm...*starts to cry* I'm...
DOGGYMON elbows him.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
*cries* I'm sorry! *cries over BUFFALO* I couldn't help myself! I'm such a rotten Digimon! And now I'm losing a friend who feels important to me! Please forgive me!
TRAILMON (BUFFALO):
*confused* Uh...okay? …You can syop now. Your tears are gonna rust my paint job.
SHADOWWEREGARURUMON:
*sniffs* So, what do ya say?
TRAILMON (Buffalo) ponders.
SCENE CUTS to:
INT. OIL REFINERY - TRAIN LOADING STATION
DATAMON (Fusion) manages to free TRAILMON (Mole) out of the latch.
TRAILMON (MOLE):
Oh, thank you.
DATAMON (FRONTIER):
We better find the other Trailmon and get outta here.
TRAILMON (Mole) and DATAMON (Frontier) exit the loading station.
INT. OIL REFINERY - EASTERN HALLWAY
The ROACHMON BROTHERS were flying around and avoiding the SEALSDRAMON.
ROACHMON BROTHERS:
(in unison) Garbage Dump!
The ROACHMON BROTHERS scatter various objects that drop and crush the SEALSDRAMON.
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
That wasn't too hard.
ROACHMON BROTHER #2:
Yeah, we can take on anything!
SUKAMON & CHUUMON:
(off-screen) Gangway!
SUKAMON & CHUUMON appear and dash past the ROACHMON BROTHERS.
ROACHMON BROTHER #2:
Whoa, guys!
ROACHMON BROTHER #1:
Where's the fire?
The ROACHMON BROTHERS turn and saw the TROOPMON approaching and firing their weapons.
ROACHMON #1:
Oh.
ROACHMON BROTHERS:
Wait for us!
The ROACHMON BROTHERS scurry off as well as the TROOPMON continue chasing them.
INT. OIL REFINERY - OIL PRODUCTION FLOOR - UPPER LEVEL WALKWAY
MIMI, RIKA, PALMON and RENAMON enter scene. MIMI was still holding her nose.
MIMI:
Yuck! It smells-
RIKA:
Shh!
MIMI:
*whispers* Sorry. It smells really awful from up here.
RIKA:
*whispers* That's because this is where the oil is made.
PALMON looks down at the lower level from above. PALMON's POV SHOT of the captive Digimon getting exhausted during oil production.
PALMON:
(off-screen) *whispers* Those poor Digimon.
MIMI looks down aside PALMON.
MIMI:
*whispers* I don't see Trailmon anywhere.
PALMON:
*whispers* Those conveyor belts seem small for a Trailmon to fit. Where could he be?
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Oh, have mercy!
MIMI:
Hmm?
RENAMON:
*whispers* I sense our Trailmon's presence within the farthest corner of the area.
RENAMON walks across the walkway as the others follow her. The group stops at the far end of the walkway as the camera TILTS DOWN to the lower level.
INT. OIL REFINERY – OIL PRODUCTION FLOOR – LOWER LEVEL
TRAILMON (ANGLER) was placed onto a giant conveyor belt by a crane operated by two TROOPMON.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Oh, please! I promise I'll never disobey ever again! Just give me a chance!
GIROMON and two TANKMON were watching from below.
GIROMON:
Sorry, bub. You had your chance. This what happens when you try to escape. *to TROOPMON* Prepare the machine!
The conveyor belt slowly starts moving TRAILMON (Angler). Camera PANS RIGHT to a giant liquidation chamber at the far end.
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Oh! Zee horror! Help…!
INT. OIL REFINERY – OIL PRODUCTION FLOOR – UPPER LEVEL
MIMI:
(Don't worry. Once Andromon comes, everything will be-)
RIKA:
*whispers* Wait, look!
INT. OIL REFINERY – OIL PRODUCTION FLOOR – LOWER LEVEL
WARUMONZAEMON enters scene with carrying an unconscious ANDROMON over his shoulder.
WARUMONZAEMON:
Special delivery!
WARUMONZAEMON drops ANDROMON in front of GIROMON.
INT. OIL REFINERY – OIL PRODUCTION FLOOR – UPPER LEVEL
MIMI:
*gasps*
RIKA:
*whispers* No way!
INT. OIL REFINERY – OIL PRODUCTION FLOOR – LOWER LEVEL
GIROMON:
*chuckles* So, the "big hero" has returned. What a pathetic move he made.
WARUMONZAEMON:
I believe this piece of scrap will make excellent oil.
GIROMON:
I couldn't agree more.
The crane places ANDROMON on the conveyor belt beside TRAILMON (Angler).
TRAILMON (ANGLER):
Um…I don't mind having company. But, I'm afraid that this isn't helping at all!
INT. OIL REFINERY – OIL PRODUCTION FLOOR – UPPER LEVEL
MIMI:
*whispers* I don't get it. I though our surprise attack was going to work.
RENAMON:
Seems that the enemy is one step ahead of us.
PALMON:
*whispers* Now, what are we going to do?
RIKA:
*whispers* …We have to fight.
MIMI:
What?
RIKA:
We have to fight. It's the only way to save Trailmon AND Andromon.
MIMI:
Are you sure-
RIKA:
I know it's dangerous. But, what choice do we got? If we don't act now, our friends will be doomed.
MIMI:
Um…?
RIKA:
I'm not wasting any more time! Let's go, Renamon!
RIKA and RENAMON leap off the walkway. MIMI and PALMON look and nod at each other. MIMI and PALMON leap down after them.