Back in five,
we are streaming live from Bubble HQ.
It's launch day at Bubble.
What incredible tech are they about to unveil?
We're going in.
Have you ever felt completely alone?
Standing on the edge of things, so awkward,
not daring to approach anyone?
What if you could have one perfect friend
who thinks you're awesome, who can help you find friends
and make it all easy?
All staff to the launchitorium.
Marc, they're ready.
Marc?
So, this is it.
This is finally it!
The day that we at Bubble
give the whole world a new best friend!
Marc! Marc! Marc!
Aw! We did this together, guys!
This is what it's all been for.
Right back to the time in the garage
where Bubble started.
My garage, folks. My garage.
Of course, yes, Andrew.
Thanks. Uh...
But today,
we take a huge leap
from Bubble's phones and tablets and watches
to a whole new world of connection.
And at its heart, my code.
My algorithm for friendship.
The code that drives your new best friend,
the Bubble Bot.
Welcome to the future of friendship.
You wanna meet it? Okay!
Me! Me! Me, me! Over here!
Pick me! Please!
Do we have an "EllieB9"?
Oh, my gosh! That's me, that's me!
Hi.
Hi. So, that's your posts, and friends,
and photos, right?
- Yeah. - Okay.
Ellie, this is for you.
The world's very first Bubble Bot.
Wow.
Go ahead.
What's happening?
It's getting to know you!
Everything about you.
Hi, Ellie.
Danger-Bunny! That's my favorite show!
Mine, too!
Awesome!
Infinite downloadable skins!
I love monkeys!
Apps, contacts, photos, chat.
Ooh, look at this!
Whoa.
Music. Of course.
Jump on!
- Whoa! - Incredible safety settings
to keep your parents happy.
You can be anything in the world?
In the universe! Hold on.
- Oh, I love space. - Me too!
Three-sixty degree immersive projection.
First selfie from the red planet?
Okay.
Sharing.
Constant connection to the Bubble network.
Oh, my gosh! Like it!
What's she doing now?
This is why we're here, Ellie. To find you some new friends.
Oh, really?
GraceMay11 wants to be an astronaut, too.
- You wanna friend Ellie? - Yeah, sure.
Hey, Pete66.
Yes!
Pete's a fan of Danger-Bunny!
- Hi, Ellie. This is so cool! - Hi!
Yeah, I went to Space Camp last year!
- Your best friend... - Awesome!
...out of the box!
Let's do this!
Let's make friends!
Barney?
- Yep? - You have safety vest?
- Uh-huh. - And snack?
Yeah, Gran.
I'll see you later.
Troll! Two o'clock!
Omina mitotae!
- I got you. - Do you wanna trade spells?
Whoa!
Selfie!
Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
Safe to walk.
Wow!
You got eyes, kid?
Sorry. I'm so sorry.
Ah, seriously?
Ninja blast!
Hey, you're a fan, too?
Of course.
- Hey! - Hey!
Look left, Ethan. Right. Now let us cross.
To the dark side!
You have nine new messages.
You have ten likes.
Message Abby, I'll be there in five.
Jack wants to friend you.
By Odin's beard, you have six messages.
- Did you see Ruby's post? - Sharing.
Hey, Savannah just followed me.
Isaac accepts your friendship.
So, you see how the magma from the upper mantle
pushes up into the chamber.
- That's cool! - Label chamber.
Guys, guys, is she coming yet?
- This is going to be crazy. - She's coming.
- Hey, Savannah! - Hey, Sav. Cute kicks!
Thank you. Hey, guys. Savannah here.
So, later I wanna talk to you guys
about plastics in the ocean,
and this new great blowout.
Ooh.
- Lame, Rich. - Top quality footage.
Like and subscribe...
Posting to your channel.
Weep, trollboy, I am fire!
Nothing to see here.
Wow, Barney. It's your birthday.
And you still didn't get a B-Bot?
Thanks for breaking that down.
Barney is having a party.
- Really? - Uh, no, no, no.
Fly free, little one. Phoosh!
You okay, Barney?
Yeah. Oh, sorry. I'm in your shot.
That's so sweet. But I have a filter for that.
Ciao.
This is your girl, signing off.
Love you, guys.
- Create Sav's group chat. - Check for Science Squad.
Okay.
18 minutes of recess hell.
You have got this!
Maybe not.
- Barney! - Oh, no.
All alone again?
No, I'm good. I just...
- On your birthday? - No, no, no...
You have to be kidding me. Who told her?
Your grandma called the school.
I just need to go...
I forgot my, uh, inhaler.
The other one.
- Got it. You need to sit down. - Huh?
This is gonna work, Barney. You'll see.
- It really won't. - Yes, it will.
It kind of makes things a lot worse.
- Wow. - Brutal, man.
Come on. Bring it in, brave soldier.
Whoa... What?
- Oh, ho ho! - Bring it in, Barney.
Come on, Barney boy.
Bring it in.
Wow. How low can a kid go?
Now, when someone comes along, talk to them about a hobby.
Didn't you write me an essay on rock collecting?
Yeah. No.
Will you go talk to Barney? He loves rocks.
He needs friends. It's his birthday.
Kill me now.
Happy birthday!
Ha-ha. Miss Thomas said you wanna talk about rocks?
Who likes rocks?
So, you're into rocks? That's nice.
Uh...
Seriously? Dude, it's your birthday
and you still didn't get a B-Bot?
Maybe he doesn't want a B-Bot.
Maybe he prefers rocks.
Hey. You're a rock star, Barney.
- Oh, snap. - Ha-ha! You get it?
Who's your favorite movie star? The Rock?
- Killer, Rich. - Ha-ha-ha!
You rock, man!
Just gets funnier and funnier.
- Oh, hey, Barney. - Can we rock up at your house?
That's funny, Rich.
Check out your awesome rock collection?
No, Rich.
I'm afraid you can't come to my house.
For some reason.
Come on! Get off! Hey!
It's my birthday, you dumb goat.
Sorry, are we on the line? Is that...
Yes, hello!
So, today, Mr. Takahashi,
Pudowski Novelty Exports International
are very excited to offer you this highly amusing novelty,
the Brother Bouncy car monk.
He wiggles, he bounces,
- he's got... - Uh... No.
- He'll hold your phone. - Uh...
Oh, hi, Barney. Good day?
Uh...
Mr. Takahashi? Are you there? Hello?
Mom, did you unplug my router again? I had Tokyo!
I need this contract.
Sure. It was fine.
Barney!
Mr. Takahashi? Hello?
♫ Happy birthday to you ♫
Come. Eyes shut. That's it.
- Graham. - Yep, yep.
- ♫ Happy birthday, dear Barney ♫ - ♫ Dear Barney ♫
- ♫ Happy birthday to you ♫ - ♫ Happy birthday to you ♫
- Ta-da! Oh, for... - Yeah!
For my lovely boy.
Thanks, Gran! Ow!
Oops!
Made with love. And our own goat wool.
And from me...
- Could it be? - Wait for it.
Is there any possible way?
Wow. Rock hammers.
You always did love your rocks.
Yeah, I did. Always. Used to.
- Thanks, Dad. - And Gran.
I just... The goats' wool and my allergies.
Oh, no, no, no.
No one in Pudowski family have allergy.
What about Uncle Boris?
He was possessed. By a demon in a cashew.
I don't know, Mom.
What time your friends come, Barney?
- I cook all day. - Wow!
This real food.
Yum! Schkembe!
Bet your friends never had tripe soup before.
Ooh! I put on Zany Bogomil!
Like last time we had party, remember?
When you were six.
All right.
Um, actually, the thing is...
No one's coming to the party.
No one?
Huh?
You ask and all say no?
Son, we're a little worried about you.
You... You never go out with anyone or have friends over.
You know, that's why we thought
invite the whole class!
Get the whole gang over here, right?
You know. Get you in the swing of things with everybody.
I make food for all your buddies.
I don't really have...
You know, they probably just didn't read the invites.
No one does paper these days. They send messages
with their B-Bots.
Really? You need a B-Bot
to have a social life these days?
- Eh, pfft! - Yeah, Dad, kind of.
No. I don't want you addicted to some device.
You should be out there in the woods.
Kicking around with a buddy.
Get out there, Barn. Interact.
You don't wanna spend your whole life
glued to a...
- B-Bots. - What?
It just a craze
- and they cost a fortune. - Mm-hmm.
Yeah. Yeah, you're right. It's... it's a waste of money.
No big deal.
Bubble delivery.
What? It can't be!
Dad, you were kidding me!
I knew you wouldn't just give me rock hammers. I knew it!
Oh. A rock.
♫ We will, we will rock you ♫
Yo, I got the whole thing, bro.
It was hilarious, Barn. You thought it was a B-Bot.
A B-Bot?
Let it go, Rich.
You get out of here.
You want I pour hot chicken fat down your pants!
Barney, what's going on?
It's okay, Dad. Really.
These are great.
I hope they're not closed.
B-Bot, B-Bot.
Get him something useful like a snow shovel.
Or a cordless drill.
It's what he really wanted.
If his mom were alive, she'd have known that.
- Mom, people! - Ooh!
- People! - Crazy lady!
Whoa!
Whoo!
It's okay. It's fine.
Whoa, whoa!
Perfect!
Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
- Argh! No, no, no. - No! No, wait.
- Hi! Please... - Lady!
...hold on just a second. Uh, it's my son's birthday.
I need a B-Bot.
Maybe just the basic model?
No, no, no.
Hang on, please. Please, please.
I throw in goat. Goat for a B-Bot.
She real friend.
And when you get bored of this one,
krrr, you can eat her!
- Less waste, good for planet. - Yeah.
What?
No. No, no, no. Come on.
Three month wait?
What is this? Stalinist Russia?
I am not afraid of you, Bubble booble!
What do you got for me, pal?
We got five pads and some phones.
Yeah? What about that one?
Uh, that one fell out of my van earlier.
Happy late birthday, Barney.
Wha... Dad! Oh, Dad!
You got me one!
- A real one this time! - Yeah, I can see!
Thank you, thank you, thank you so much! And Gran.
- Mwah, mwah. - Oh, you good boy!
Hey, if you hurry, you can take it to school.
Here we go.
Huh?
Uh...
Huh?
What?
Seriously?
Come on, come on!
No. What? Why?
Barney, school time!
Hi. Insert registered name,
I am your... your... your... your...
I am...
My B-Bot.
B-Bot.
Look! My best friend out of the box?
I am, insert registered name's best friend out of my box.
Insert registered name is my best friend.
Please connect me to the Bubble network.
Uh, how? You're not online?
How am I supposed to fix that?
No problem.
I'll scan my database to find out how to do it.
Oh, great. Cool!
The answer to your question
is on the Bubble network.
Barney!
Please connect me to the Bubble network,
insert registered name.
Stop! Stop saying that! It's not my name.
No problem!
Please select a name from my internal database.
Aadash, Aaron, Abraham, Absalom...
- Absalom? - Hi! Absalom?
I am Absalom's B-Bot.
No, no, no. My name is Barney.
What is a Barney?
I have only entries for the letter A.
Shall I complete my download?
Yes. Yes! Do that!
No problem!
Please connect me to the Bubble network.
Okay, come on.
You don't need the sticker. Just come!
Please connec... Connec...
Connec... Connec...
Network.
No problem.
Wait! Where are you going?
Abu Dhabi,
- Addis Ababa, Amsterdam... - You're supposed to stay
- within six feet of me. - Arizona.
Six...
I'm so sorry.
- Hey, what the heck, kid? - What are you doing?
- What am I doing? - You walked under a truck!
Hi. Absalom?
What about your traffic sensors?
What is a truck? Is it an airplane,
an ambulance, an alligator,
- an aardvark? - Come on!
We gotta get to school!
What is school?
You don't know what school is?
My solar battery function has not been uploaded.
Hi. Absalom?
I'm Barney! How come you don't know that?
You're supposed to know everything about me!
I'm supposed to know everything about you.
You never even said happy birthday.
Whoa, whoa!
Hey, no, no, no. I'll take you to school tomorrow. Okay?
Stay here and learn stuff.
Just stay.
Stay.
I'm supposed to know everything about you.
Whoo-hoo! Yeah! Top of the leaderboard!
Whoo! Wanna follow me, Sav?
- Uh... - Fire unleash.
Hey! What?
It's a level 50 Easter egg, man.
You're mine for an hour.
- What? - Loser! Loser!
- Give it back! - Ooh!
Oh, come on! Really, guys?
Not on top now, Noah.
Don't focus on the negative. It's very aging.
A hundred and thirty-eight friends
are laughing. Meow.
Three people are following Science Squad.
Three people actually like science? Wow.
Two people are following Science Squad.
Um...
I could follow you, Ava.
I... I got a B-Bot. It's just...
It's at home, um, downloading my profile.
Okay.
Pudowski.
Yeah, we... we chatted earlier.
So, here we go... Ta-da!
Wait for it.
- Hey, come on! No? - No.
I got a huge warehouse full of these things.
I can give you an unbelievable deal.
Hey, buddy. How's the B-Bot?
The kids love 'em.
Hey, I'm back.
What?
Opa! Opa! Opa!
Huh?
♫ Happy, happy, happy ♫
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka Dikky, dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
Oh! Oh, and knees up, knees up.
- Oh, no. You don't have knees. - ♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
♫ Dikky, dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
Oh, Barney. I love new friend B-Bot.
He's very funny.
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
- ♫ Dikky, dikky, dikky, dakka ♫ - Hey!
What have you done to my room?
I have stayed here and learnt stuff.
What?
I now know everything about you.
I know your underpants combust
at a temperature of 232 degrees Fahrenheit.
Seventeen degrees below the melting point
of your inhalers.
- Wha... - I know you have 11 socks
and four books detailing the life of Bill the Bus.
Now, I'm your best friend out of the box, Absalom!
No! A friend does not go through your stuff
or burn it or melt it or dismember Mr. Bunky.
Removing Mr. Bunky's head
required a breaking point of 7.6 newton.
Stop! What is wrong with you? Gran!
Gran is 78.
A former anti-communist
with an approximate weight mass of 360...
Whoa-ho-ho! No, no. Cheeky.
The B-Bot.
There's something wrong with it, Gran.
It look all right to me.
It's not meant to do that.
I'm not meant to do that.
Just like all the others.
Maybe turn it off and on again?
No! It just... It doesn't work properly.
44, 45, 40...
I fix it! Pudowskis make do and mend.
Oh, if I just ram this up power outlet...
No!
You'll make it worse!
Oh, Barney.
Once, I mend my own hernia with bread knife and vodka.
People don't mend stuff anymore, Gran.
They just take it back and...
Take it back?
You want I tell your father it not good enough?
No!
That... No. But...
...what am I gonna do?
Ah. Take it outside. Have fun with him.
Uh...
You remember what Uncle Boris used to say?
"The smart man can pickle anything, even a glove."
The point being?
At least you're not Uncle Boris.
He crazy. Never the same after that cashew.
Argh!
Right. Fine.
You, come with me.
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
♫ Dikky, dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka Dikky, dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
- Argh. - Hi, Absalom.
Just follow me.
Where are we going?
Uh, nowhere.
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka Dikky, dikky, dikky... ♫
Hi, General Waste,
we're going to, uh, "Nowhere" to have fun with me.
This is not fun, okay?
Not fun. Okay.
Look, I'm taking you back to the Bubble store.
I have to swap you for a good one. No offense.
But according to the sticker,
I am your best friend out of my box.
Listen! Friendship is a two-way street, okay?
I get to choose my friends, and I don't choose you.
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
♫ Dikky, dikky, dikky dakka ♫
Seriously?
Oh, no!
Where are you going?
- Come back! - Okay, guys, ready?
- Three, two... - Two!
Zero views.
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
♫ Dikky, dikky, dikky dakka ♫
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What is this?
I am Absalom's B-Bot.
Look! It's naked.
Yo, I can see its ro-butt.
- Ro-butt. - Get it?
'Cause it's a robot. It's...
Um, Rich...
Would you give it back, please?
Barney?
Barnacle.
I'm taking it back to the store.
Just please give it back.
Yeah, sure, Barn. Take it.
But first you gotta do something for me.
- Uh, sorry? - Yeah.
Your gran rang the school.
You got me in trouble. That's your fault, man.
Your fault, dude.
- What? - So, come on. Cheer us up.
- Cheer us up. - Do something funny.
I need some fresh content for my channel.
- Yeah, content. - Something.
- Rich, come on. - Ooh!
Why don't you sing that song with Freak-bot?
- Rich. - Yeah!
- Come on, Barney. Do it. - Rich, no.
- Do it, do it! - There isn't a song.
- Incorrect. - No. Shut up.
It is by Zany Bogomil.
- Your grandmother's favorite. - Stop!
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka Dikky, dikky, dikky dakka ♫
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
- ♫ Dikky, dikky, dikky dakka ♫ - Dude, come on, Barney.
- You have to do it! - Go on, man!
Can you guys leave me alone, please?
Yo, yo, yo, make him dance.
No Miss Thomas here, right, boys?
I'm not... No. I'm not gonna dance.
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
- ♫ Dikky, dikky, dikky dakka ♫ - Okay, I got it. Shut up.
Shut it now.
I said shut it!
Shut up!
Why did you hit me?
'Cause I don't like you, derp-droid!
I don't like you, derp-droid!
- Ow! - Whoa.
What? Dumb bot.
- Yeah. - Yes!
Okay, come on. Let's...
B-Bots can't shove!
That's how you do...
Incorrect. I can shove with a compressive force capacity
of 29 pounds per square inch.
Ooh.
My resin skin tenses on impact to protect my CPU. Does yours?
All right, that's it! I'm gonna destroy you!
Oh, no.
Huh?
Yo. Why does it look like that?
I'm gonna destroy you.
- What's happening? - I'm gonna destroy you.
Dude, seriously. Back off.
I'm gonna destroy you.
Hey, no! Stop!
Run!
I'm gonna destroy you.
Is this fun, Absalom?
- Yes! No. - Help!
- Oh, no. - Yes!
I'm gonna destroy you.
Someone call the police!
Contacting local law enforcement.
- I am sorry, bro. Seriously! - I'm gonna destroy you.
I'm gonna destroy you.
Cut the live stream!
Bros, it's pulling my head off!
41 newtons.
- Bros! - 42 newtons.
Hey, no, no, no! You can't pull his head off.
We'll get in trouble!
- Help! - Okay, Absalom.
I cannot pull his head off.
That's it. You are dead meat, Pudowski!
Dude, you are finished!
- Oh, yeah. We gotta run. - We're coming for you!
We gotta run right now!
Whoa!
What?
Floor it!
- Whoo-hoo! - Whoo-hoo!
That was awesome, okay.
But terrible, but awesome!
I mean, you can't hit people. Especially Rich Belcher.
But, oh, man! You hit Rich Belcher!
I don't get it. B-Bots can't hurt people.
They have mega safety controls and stuff.
Incorrect. I have no mega safety controls and stuff.
The settings have not been uploaded.
What? Really? You're insane!
Where are you going?
To swap me for a good one.
No, no, no. Hey, look. I've been thinking,
and maybe I...
Freeze! I think it's him.
You gotta give me a description, color.
Yeah, uh-huh. White.
- Height? - Two foot tall.
- Build? - Yeah. Plastic.
- Excuse me, sir? - Whoa!
Easy.
Okay. Both of you, hands where I can see 'em.
Oh...
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka Dikky, dikky, dikky dakka ♫
Give it here!
That B-Bot is ours!
- It's a lunatic! - It's just dancing.
- I taught it. - I paid for that.
It was just doing what I said.
Take it away! It's crazy!
At least I'm not Uncle Boris.
I'm... I'm sure it's just a minor issue.
It's violent, uncontrollable, and highly dangerous.
Okay, great. Let me look into that.
No. There's nothing wrong with him.
It assaulted a child!
It didn't assault him.
I hit Rich Belcher. It was awesome, but terrible,
- but awesome. - See?
- Barney... You were fighting? - No!
B-Bots are incapable of violence.
- Boink! - Officer down!
Bah, he had it coming.
You can't just take it. It's mine!
I don't even know his name.
Yes, you do! It's Absalom.
- Hi, Absalom. - What?
According to our records, it has no registered owner.
- But I give all my funeral money... - Mom...
- ...to that man in the alley. - ...please.
You got it from a man in an alley?
Did you obtain this bot illegally?
What?
This took a turn, and we gotta get out of here.
Send it to the crusher!
- What? - For all we know,
it could kill someone.
No. It's mine. It was my birthday present.
We'll return it to the facility, run some tests.
Do you want me to close the whole store?
No, no, no. Uh, one crushing coming up!
Use the recycler.
Adios, Absalom.
Arrivederci. Auf Wiedersehen.
No, you can't do that.
Dad, please. It was sticking up for me.
Barney, we gotta let it go.
Let's take some details.
- What was your name, sir? - Uh...
Absalom, will crushing be fun?
Phew.
- Hi, Absalom. - Shh.
- Happy birthday! - What are you doing?
A friend must stay within six feet.
We'll go to the crusher together.
No! Crushing is not fun! It means smushed, flattened...
Uh... Uh...
A... A... A...
Think, think, think.
Annihilated.
- Annihilated. Not fun! - Shh.
We gotta get out of here.
Where are you...? Ow.
Hey, stop! Hey!
We gotta get out of here.
No. Come back.
- Whoa. - Sorry.
- Where are you going? - You said, "Come back."
Sorry, again.
Bree, it got out!
Sorry!
- Where is it? - Ay!
Lucha libre, third floor.
- Stop! - Oh, no.
Space! Final frontier!
Whew!
Uh-oh.
Follow me!
Sorry, he's with me.
He is unaffected!
Invincible one.
Space Lord.
Hi, I am insane.
Follow me.
Are we having fun with me?
You bet!
You have to find it.
It's gotta be here somewhere. Keep looking.
Huh?
Where is he?
Where did they go?
Hi, I'm Sally Squirrel.
- Potty time! Sing with me! - No! Shush!
You are dead meat.
Preschool forest.
♫ Number one or number two ♫
♫ Let's learn where we pee and poo ♫
Power down, power down!
Okay, everybody out. Paws in the air.
I know you're in there.
Ugh! Really.
- Barney! - I'm sorry.
How dare you! Are you calling me a criminal?
- Mom, no, no, no. - You're not helping.
I paid for it!
- Hi, Absalom. - Shh!
I'm gonna take you home, okay?
But you get to choose your friends.
And you don't choose me.
I do, okay. I choose you.
I can fix you, like Gran said,
and I'll teach you how to be my friend.
Okay, Absalom.
Okay.
My registered name is Absalom,
but my friends call me Barney.
My friends call me...
Ron Bintscatsco.
Okay, Ron.
Okay, Barney.
One day parking ticket,
next day firing squad.
No, that's not gonna be a problem.
Hey, Barn. I am so sorry about the B-Bot.
I'll figure something out.
It's okay, Dad. Not a problem.
I... I think it's gonna be fine.
93, 94, 95, 96,
97, 98, 99!
One hundred million units sold!
Whoo! Yeah!
Well, we made 100 million new friends,
all helping kids connect, meet each other,
- interact. - And all through their B-Bots.
Making friends face-to-face?
So last three millennia.
That's not what...
Some kids check in with their bots
a hundred times a day, plus 11 times overnight.
We've finally done it. We've ended sleep.
Uh, the algorithm may need adjusting.
Think of the data we can harvest!
No, no, no. I designed them...
- In my garage. - ...for making friends.
Into dollars.
If our share price goes any higher,
we'll have to give it a space suit.
So what about the B-Bot that punched a child?
It hit a cop?
And a child.
It hit a cop. We can't put that on the box.
No, no. B-Bots are incapable of violence.
My algorithm totally ensures no...
- Ow! Ow! - Ow! Ow!
- I better look into that. - You think?
I mean, what if someone gets injured?
I, for one, could not live
with what that would do to our share price.
It's not a problem.
We performed a complimentary in-store crushing.
Good! Uh...
Because if that was still out there,
we'd be toast.
Uh...
Shh. Guys, no clucking.
Okay, Ron. How to be my friend.
A bunch of your code is missing, right?
The settings have not been uploaded.
So, I'm gonna teach you to be my friend.
And then you can come to school.
What is a friend, Barney?
Well, a friend is a person who, uh,
likes, uh...
Is always... I...
A person who, uh, "likes, is always, I."
Okay. Now I'm your best friend.
Hey. Come back.
No, no, no. There's a lot more than that, Ron.
You have to know everything about me.
You have to like me, obviously.
Like all the same stuff as me, and you have to be on my side.
But don't hit people. Even Rich Belcher.
Hair, brown. Height, 4'11".
5'11" would be better. You could reach high objects.
Hey. A friend likes everything about you.
- What? - Let's go to school.
You don't even know where school is.
Alice Springs, Allahabad, Anchorage, Albuquerque.
Ooh. A-ha!
Mom! You're shorting the power out!
You gotta fit in.
Huh?
Likes. Rocks, chess, Pac-Man.
- Bill the Bus. - No!
That was when I was, like, two.
Toast. But only for breakfast.
Butter on its own.
Mm!
Dislikes. Possums, musicals, school. Generally.
The BuddyBench.
Eugh! Worms. I don't trust anything without a face.
Stop!
I am fitting in!
You must always stay within six feet.
I will always stay within six feet.
Unless I say not to.
I am not to stay within six feet.
No, no. Sometimes, yes.
- Sometimes. - And sometimes, no.
- Yes. - Like, if I had a bad day
- or... - Bad day. Always six feet.
Allergies. Goats, wool. Goats' wool.
I'm basically allergic to life.
That's why I like rocks.
That is sad and also tragic.
What are you into, huh? Electricity?
Electricity is better than rocks.
Ron, what are you...
Whoo-hoo-hoo! You got it! You got the six feet!
Hey! No, no, no. That's...
Barney?
I got a little break. You wanna do something?
Chess, maybe?
Uh, thanks, Dad. I'm good.
Okay.
- Rocks. - Electricity.
Rocks are better.
- Electricity. - Uh, I said rocks.
I prefer electricity.
- Rocks. - Electricity.
List friends.
Uh, next question.
You know, I'm... I'm not actually unpopular, you know.
That would mean they know I exist.
- Perhaps you don't. - Hey!
List relations.
Dad, Donka, some Bulgarian uncles.
Donka says, actually, one was possessed,
but I think it might have been a nut allergy.
There was Mom, too, of course.
But, uh, she died when I was two.
And Dad moved us out here.
It doesn't make me sad exactly 'cause I... I can't remember.
But it did make things hard for Dad.
She was returned to the facility?
I guess. No receipt.
Scratches neck 14.5 times a day.
- What are you doing? - I am learning about my friend.
Oh, cool.
Please slap my hand to show we are bonding.
Oh! Okay.
You went to sleep!
No. It was a move.
Am I now your best friend out of the box?
You're not still after that sticker.
Oh, no, Ron. I'm so sorry. Hold on. Hold on.
- Connect. Connect. - No! Stop!
- Oh, no! Not that one! Ron! - Connect. Connect. Connect.
That's Savannah's house!
Okay, key light, Malibu filter.
- Perfect. - Boom!
Oh, hey, guys.
You just caught me chilling.
Afloat. Aquatic.
Accident.
What is that?
It sounds like a giant snake. Or an evil clown!
They live in the woods,
and their heads go all the way around!
- Evil clown! Evil clown! - Sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm just really wheezy, guys. I've been running.
Ron!
Barney Pudowski?
You've ruined my aesthetic.
- Sorry, Savannah. - Nice pool.
Wait. Since when did you even have a B-Bot?
And... Whoa. Look at him.
I'm sorry. We're going right now. I just...
Uh...
Barney, your B-Bot is, like, super weird.
- Yeah. - And naked?
Ew!
And hold on a sec. Why hasn't it friended me?
Would you like to friend @theSavannahMeads?
No. He can't do any of that stuff.
He can't make friends or... He's useless at all that.
- Can't make friends? - What?
Barney, don't say your weirdness
has rubbed off on him.
Making friends is, like, what he's for.
If he can't do that, he's, like, literally pointless.
Like, a lump of plastic just following you around.
Hashtag landfill.
- I am for making friends? - Ron...
How do I make friends for Barney?
Come.
- Seriously? - Ugh.
You share stuff about him.
Like pictures of his food or his wake-up routine.
You search for people who know him
or like the same stuff as him.
You show them pictures, and then you get comments,
and then you get people that like him,
and then you get friend invites.
- Boom! Now he has friends. - Duh!
Ron! We have to go!
Does Barney need friends?
Well, yeah! Or, fun fact,
he will not survive middle school.
Savannah, please don't tell anyone.
I'm not supposed to have him. He has to be a secret.
She's rewiring los electricos.
Okay. Unicorn poo.
It's great.
You like it! Well, shipping date, um...
Ow! It shocked me!
Mind if I leave it on?
I am literally pointless.
What?
I cannot make friends for you.
Yeah. Well...
I'm not so great at that either.
You should see me during recess. Oh, it sucks.
I stand there every day,
on my own, on the edge of the yard,
just hoping for a few people to share a bench with.
You know?
But why would they?
The last time any of them came to my house,
we set fire to them.
Ow! Not again.
I guess I'll just sleep with it off.
Good night, Ron.
They're psychos!
It is them! I'd recognize those ears from space.
Okay. Location. GPS. Uh... Get up the grid.
Where is it?
Uh, it's not actually on the network.
That's impossible. So, I don't believe you.
We track every B-Bot.
- Um, yeah, but... - Then the kid.
I want everything. Contacts, shopping habits, shoe-size.
You mean his private data?
Sure. Why else do we collect it?
We've got nothing on him. He hasn't friended anyone.
He doesn't blog, post, or share.
Creepy.
The video was posted by @theSavannahMeads.
Her whole life is online.
Andrew. Is it true? It's still out there?
The store made an error. They squished Sally Squirrel.
♫ Let's learn where we... ♫
That's awesome!
What the heck are you talking about?
I looked into it. And...
See? This is it!
It's what I imagined when I was his age.
They're having fun!
Fun?
How... How can you have fun offline?
It's against nature.
Andrew, I never programmed B-Bots to laugh.
I have to understand this. Can we get a hold of it?
Ho-ho, we will.
My aerial? No power in whole street?
No. No idea.
What? Ron, no! You have to hide.
You're not ready.
I'm sorry. I'll be back soon.
There are no friends in the shed.
Hi! I am Barney's B-Bot.
I live in the shed.
I am for making friends.
Idiot!
I am sharing Barney's breakfast. Do you like it?
How about you?
Would you like to comment on this picture, old woman?
Barney likes rocks, asthma inhalers, and his grandmother's food.
Will you come to my secret shed and like him?
No. No, no. No.
Barney likes rock hammers, too!
I'm gonna be late.
My pants are on backwards.
That was Barney's wake-up routine!
- Okay. - Friend request.
Friend request.
So a prime number
is a natural number greater than one
that cannot be divided by any number.
I know you're keen,
but it's not quite recess yet, Barney.
Oh, my asthma. I need my inhaler, ma'am.
Uh, I'll be one minute.
Ron! What are you doing here?
There are no friends in the shed.
I am for making friends.
No! No, no, no. You have to go before they come out for...
Recess.
You have two new messages.
Only two?
Hey, Barn. You got a B-Bot?
- Um... - Hey.
Awesome.
Huh. Well, that went well.
I thought so.
Okay.
Come on.
Wow, that's so minimalistic. It's like a blank canvas.
Friend request.
Recess.
Maybe it'll be okay.
Recess will not suck.
You will have friends to sit with on a bench.
I don't know. Yeah. I guess.
You will.
- I have brought you some. - What?
I am literally not landfill.
This is so crazy.
Ron! Wait!
You have five new friends.
I did a search for them.
Shayne likes low-priced alcohol and conspiracy theories.
He believes there's a secret lizard government
- beneath Switzerland. - Shh.
He will friend you if he can stay in the shed.
Barney! Bro! Just for a year. Two max.
Are those your friends, Barney?
Is this, like, a rave?
This friend shared your breakfast and liked it.
Oh, yeah!
He gets hungry like you.
Your neighbor Mrs. Baxter's parrot has one friend in common with you.
Your neighbor, Mrs. Baxter.
He commented on your photo.
He has done other things on your photo, too.
Margaret will friend you
- and share her... - No.
...purse, watch, anything
if I please, please just let her go.
Now you have friends to sit with on a bench at recess.
I'm so sorry. You can't be here.
Barney, meet friend number five.
This tiny bald man likes your picture so much,
he is eating it.
There he is! Logan!
Friend request, friend request.
- Ron? - Ron, Ron, Ron.
- Yeah! Come on! - Ron, Ron, Ron!
Savannah Meads' mom didn't recognize the boy.
We're at her school now.
Okay, sure.
We keep this low-key, people. Discreet.
Nice and quiet, okay?
- Love you guys! - Ron, Ron, Ron.
Pudowski!
Yeah!
Sticking it to the man!
Principal's office. Now!
Hey, bros. Ho-ho-ho-ho.
Come on, Pudowski. Move it!
You're not new, are you?
You're that crazy broken dude who punched me.
How'd you do that?
I have no mega safety controls and stuff.
Safety settings, parental controls, account limits, all off!
That's how come he hit you, dude!
I want mine like that. Then it can hit me, too!
I could get R-rated movies.
Copy him. Find that code.
Unlock.
He's gonna get us a trillion views!
I don't like you.
Hey, guys.
Savannah. What's going on?
It's Bubble!
My post is such a hit, the whole company's following me.
What post?
Twenty thousand friends love...
What? I said he has to be a secret.
I know. But it went crazy!
You're such an actual freak, Barney,
it's, like, almost cool.
Pudowski!
Pudowski! What is going on?
Nothing, Ms. Hartley.
You brought in a baby?
Artificially sweetened beverages?
- A parrot. - A parrot.
Where is the bot?
Call head office.
Get him, boys.
Unlock, unlock, unlock.
Get 'em!
- Unlock. - Uh...
Okay. Buy 10,000 mechbucks.
Whoa! It works! BubblePay has no limits!
Give me weapons. Give me upgrades.
All upgrades unlocked.
Hey! Jerk of Thrones.
- What? - Get them!
Hey! Those are our bots!
- Give them back! - Whoa!
Levelling up!
- Whoa! - My prank, Noah.
Thanks for the ride. Oh!
Rich, come back!
Yo, Sav. Who's lame now?
- Hey! - Unlock.
Do you wanna connect
to all the users of the Bubble network?
You can access them all? Um, yeah!
Okay, hi, um, everyone in the world.
This is @theSavannahMeads.
And this is Nonsuch Middle School.
Incoming!
It's Mad Max meets Sesame Street live streaming.
We think the safety controls are off on all the bots.
Uh, let's send out a patch.
Yeah, we're on it!
That was awesome!
What the...?
You shall not pass.
Kiss my Sith Lord butt!
Rabbits, attack!
Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!
Book a party at a night club.
Invite everyone. Except Savannah.
Everybody, stop!
Hey, Rich!
- Whoo-hoo-hoo! - Catch!
Whoo!
You got this on the live, bro?
For the views!
So it's basically kind of the apocalypse, but fun!
Hey, cut it out, Sav. This is my thing.
Sorry, Rich. I have...
Four million, four hundred and thirty-two views.
Oh, Australia's waking up. G'day, guys.
We're about to be shamed by a whole other hemisphere.
I'm @theSavannahMeads.
And this is a giant monkey...
zombie mash-up that's basically trashing our school.
- Patch in one minute. - Are you knitting this thing?
- Do something! - Hello?
It's nearly pickup!
Brains!
Ha-ha! And I'm Rich Belcher from Prank You Very Much.
Get this.
Hey, hey.
Snack!
It pooped me.
Sharing "It pooped me."
- Sharing "It pooped me." - Sharing.
- No. Stop it. - Sharing. Sharing. Sharing.
- Don't share that. - Sharing "It pooped me."
Uploading the patch now!
That's the patch.
Just in time. Good thing nobody saw it.
You just killed Bubble, Marc.
Spread out. Find the rogue.
How can I put this gently? Get out!
Hi, Barney.
We have 43 new friends.
Maybe you do. But I've been kicked out.
This way.
Ugh!
How could you? You dumb bot!
I'm in so much trouble now.
All you had to do was just fit in.
What was the point of even...?
Barney, are you my friend?
What?
What do you mean?
My dad bought you for me.
What's that?
Where are you going?
Friendship is a two-way street.
- What? - I get to choose.
You taught me.
I didn't say be more than six feet.
But you are having a bad day.
You know what? I don't care. Fine! Go on then.
- I am going. - Uh-huh.
- Okay. - Okay. I'll...
- Okay. - Okay!
Adios, registered-name-Absalom.
Adios, Absalom's B-Bot.
It's trending in 13 countries!
They've searched the school, Marc.
They didn't find it.
Bubble shares are crashing. Down 43%.
We've got thousands of parents complaining about B-Bot safety.
We've got thousands of kids complaining their bots won't do the same stuff!
Marc, what do we do?
I... Uh, I've...
I wonder.
Maybe being a guy who makes his friends out of skateboards
doesn't equip you to run a global tech giant.
Mm!
Okay. Here's our story.
We blame everything on the rogue.
A single unit with a minor coding error.
Minor? But the riot.
What riot? We hose down the Internet.
Delete every video. Take down every post.
Any TV station broadcasts it,
we buy the station and replace it with cat videos,
then we sue the kids for misuse of product
unless they sign a binding yada, yada,
and send the principal a fruit basket.
But what does the genius think?
Okay. Andrew, you do this.
Sweet justice pie.
Hey, run off back to your lab
and invent something that doesn't kill us all.
And, uh, you got an algorithm for refilling this?
We got an address from the school.
Pudowski. Oak Hill Drive.
Bing bong belushi!
Go!
Huh?
No. But Barney doesn't even have a B-Bot.
All the kids at school confirm he does, Mr. Pudowski.
He started a riot.
I'm sorry, are you calling my son a liar?
Oh, Barney.
Barney, are you my friend?
"Know everything about me."
"Stay within six feet of me."
"Like me."
Huh?
Ron!
What are you doing?
Returning myself to the facility.
I am a dumb bot.
No! No, you're not. I'm so sorry.
I was wrong.
We did not fix me. I did not fit in.
Who cares? Neither do I.
It doesn't matter. 'Cause you are my friend.
Your best friend out of the box?
But still don't burn my underpants.
You know, I have been worried about him, but, uh,
I just... I work these crazy hours.
The bot's in there?
Okay. This thing is dangerous.
We need to destroy it.
- Let's run. - Barney,
are you in there?
Just you and me.
Mom, do you have a key?
We don't need anyone else.
Hey, you're not in trouble. Please, just let me in.
Where is he?
- Shh. - No clucking.
Could he be with a friend?
Well, he... he doesn't really have any.
Hey! Isn't that the kid?
Go! Go, go, go!
He's getting away!
We need to go faster!
No problem!
Ron, you did it! Yes!
Hey, down here!
Hey, stop! Come back! We just want the bot!
Quick!
Shh.
"Poop Girl" is trending. You have 19,032,000 likes.
- He went this way! - Shh.
Hey, miss. You seen a boy and a bot?
Do I look like I care?
Okay, sorry. My bad.
What's going on?
Bubble are looking for Ron.
They blame him for the riot. I have to protect him.
Hey, dude. I think that was Poop Girl.
Savannah?
"Poop Girl" has 20 million and 56...
Poop Girl. That's...
That's who I'm gonna be for my whole life.
No.
You sure he's not back there?
- We gotta go. - Wait.
You're running away? To the woods?
Please don't tell anyone this time.
There are evil clowns in there, Barney.
Their heads go all the way around.
That's owls, Savannah. I promise!
You lost them? No, no, no. This is not happening.
You know what?
Access the cameras on every B-Bot in town.
Use B-Bots to spy?
No. We're just recording for training and monitoring purposes.
- But Marc would never... - Marc put a camera
within six feet of every young consumer in the country.
And now you're worried about privacy?
Turn on the mics, too.
Listen out for "Barney," "Rogue Bot,"
"Profit-sucking plastic psycho." That kind of thing.
We'll find him. Wherever he is in that Podunk town!
- Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! - Whoo-hoo.
Whoo!
Whoo.
- Ron. - In your face.
Come on, Space Lord, fight me!
You need a stick.
- Searching for stick. - Huh?
Is this one good?
Come back and let me hurt you.
Ron! That's way too big for a stick!
Look at mine compared to yours!
Please help.
You have 0.85 friends.
- You have 0.7 friends. - Oh, wow, you're sinking.
Hold on. Just...
You have 0.2 friends.
Grab my hands! I'm gonna get you out.
You know what? You choose.
Two-way street, right?
That way is good.
No, wait, wait. Where are you going?
Ron. Hey, wait. Stop! Stop, stop.
No! Ron!
Gotcha! Whoa!
Gotcha!
What? Why on earth would you do that?
Do I have to like the path you like?
No! But your path sucks!
And seriously? Off a cliff?
I like,
"Seriously? Off a cliff?"
That way is good.
Log. Log.
- Log. - Here.
Been eating too much electricity?
- Your muscles are under-sized. - No, they're not.
Hey, Ron.
Tell me something about you. I never asked.
I am a Bubble generation one B-Bot.
I currently have one friend.
- Oh, wow. I found it. - Nice!
You wanna share?
You have not shared 29 friend invites.
Yeah. I know.
If you don't ask, they can't say no.
Problem solved.
You know who I had at my party when I was six?
Savannah and Rich. For real.
They were my friends just because they lived nearby.
But at some point you just... You just get it...
that you're not gonna be one of the cool kids.
Hey, who cares, right?
'Cause I currently have one friend, too.
How long will we live in the woods?
I don't know.
Forever?
Do you know any stories, Ron?
I can create one from my available data.
It will be called
"The Awesome Adventures of Absalom of Addis Ababa
"and His Android, Alan."
Once upon a time in Addis Ababa,
capital city of Ethiopia, sovereign state in the Horn of Africa,
with 100 million inhabitants,
lived Absalom and his friend Alan, a generation one android.
That's a nice story.
Shall we check your messages one more time?
- Yeah, sure. - "Poop Girl" is trending.
Savannah unfriended me? Unfriend her!
Well, anyone with a brain cell should block Rich Belcher.
Message to anyone with a brain cell.
They what? It wasn't my fault.
Shall we check your messages one more time?
My algorithm. What?
Did you see Savannah?
Poop Girl, right?
I'm so glad I am not her right now.
You dropped her from this chat, right?
Dropping Savannah from this chat.
Someone did a remix.
♫ It pooped me ♫
Who did that?
Anonymouse3 created it.
23 million friends love "Poop Girl, the Remix!"
Oh.
Hi. Uh, we're Barney's...
Um...
He hasn't come home.
And, yeah. So we're just...
We're checking with his, uh...
his fellow children.
You are Barney's friend.
You come to his birthday party.
Um...
My goat eat your slap bracelet.
Oh! That party.
Do you have any idea where he is?
Uh... Um...
No, I, uh... Sorry.
Oh, Mom. I work round the clock selling novelty junk
just to try to give him a life.
But I'm blowing it, Mom. I... I've lost touch with him.
Why didn't he come to me?
Sometimes kid protect grown-up.
That's not right.
He will be okay.
Pudowskis are brave and strong.
There's a spider. Literally, like, this big!
A bird has commented on your face.
Oh, great.
Where even are we?
Recess. Now known as 20 minutes of extra math.
What is four-fifths as a decimal?
What is the square root of nine?
Ugh! Seriously?
You have to be kidding me.
Alex, Jayden!
Yesterday was sick, right?
Sorry. Jayden's not available right now.
They've blocked me?
Simplify the expression;
three to the power of eight minus eleven.
Rich!
Twenty-five million friends love...
- ♫ It pooped me ♫ - Wait! Seriously!
- You have ruined my life. - Uh...
But, look. It's Barney, okay? He's missing.
What?
You and me, we got him in trouble.
He's in the woods. It's our fault he's out there.
Access denied.
- Here. - Access denied. Access...
Access.
Let's find some place to camp.
Everything's wet.
How long is...
"I don't know. Forever"?
Twelve hours? Twelve days? Twelve years?
- Twelve decades? - Stop asking dumb questions.
I have 12% battery power remaining.
Ron, come back.
Have you got water damage to the brain?
I mean, seriously?
If you go back, they will send you to the crusher.
Do you want to be recycled as a lunch box?
What is your plan? Is it,
"Run! Run away!
- "Go, go, go! We gotta run." - Stop. Ron.
Stop it!
Avoids problems 89% of the time.
You are so annoying!
You are so annoying 43.8% of the time.
Why don't you save your battery by getting off my back?
Argh. There's nothing in these woods that'll burn!
Incorrect.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
What's that?
I never told you that.
I'm not afraid of the dark.
Oh, no. Ron.
My solar battery function
has not been uploaded.
Electricity. Of course you like it.
Five percent battery remaining.
Five percent? Uh...
Okay. Go to sleep. Power down. Power down.
Oh, Ron. You're right about the dark.
After my mom died, I was terrified every single night.
And I wanted so bad
to just run into my dad's room and tell him...
but what if he was scared, too?
Ron!
Seriously, Ron?
No one even knows we're here.
He's in the woods. It's our fault he's out there.
He left town for the woods?
It's night. The weather's getting worse.
Pff. So access the security cameras.
Uh...
There aren't any. It's the woods.
Insane. Okay.
Let's put some in.
Get me to Nonsuch.
They're in the woods. I have to meet Ron and Barney.
One of these trees must have a power outlet or something, right?
Oh, this is not okay, Ron.
Best friends don't die on each other.
Are we going around in circles?
Hey! Down here! Over here! Help us! Help!
Wait. They'll help me, but...
No, no, no. Come on.
What are they?
Ow.
I got nothing.
We can't give up.
People get lost in those woods and never come out.
You know what?
We've done our best. Let's call it a night.
- What? We can't do that. - But what about the boy?
He's just not in there.
We should try across town tomorrow.
Let's all go home.
That's Savannah's B-Bot. And Noah's.
Ron.
I guess we're both literally landfill.
"Poop Girl" has 32 million...
Why is there mud on your wheels?
Huh?
No, no. You can't go back.
Must survive middle school.
No, no, Ron. They'll...
They'll take you forever.
They'll send you to the crusher.
Stay with me.
There are no friends in the woods.
Ron.
What is it?
Alert Bubble. Alert Bubble. Alert Bubble.
Do you see that? Oh, my gosh!
Bubble Bot, Ron Bintscatsco...
- It's Ron. - Hey! It's him!
- And... And Barney! - Barney?
Barney! Come on!
We're coming, brother. Hang on there!
- Barney, are you okay? - Barney!
It's his asthma. He can't breathe right.
Twelve-year-old boy. Grade two bronchospasm.
Why are you guys here?
- Friends... - Sixth birthday.
Sorry.
He thought that... I... I know...
I know you're not my friends.
Well, we're not not your friends.
Over here!
Yo, guys, he's over here.
Get down here. Let's go!
He's hurt. He needs help.
- Quick! It's them. Help them! - Okay, I can see them.
Barney! Oh, Barney!
Mr. Pudowski, Mr. Pudowski, he's over here.
Check his lungs for a pulse or something.
- Stand back! - Oh, my Barney.
All right, deep breaths.
Everything's okay. Dad's here.
Help him, please!
We've located the kid.
It's them! They're safe.
They found them!
- What's happening? - The bot saved the boy.
What? That evil profit-sucking thing!
- Grab it! - I'm on it.
- Stand back. - Hey... Let me take him.
- Give me the bot. - What are you doing?
- Stop! You can't take him! - Leave him alone!
- Stop it! - It's dangerous.
- He's not dangerous. - No!
You can't take him. We won't let you!
That bot is Barney's best friend, dude.
He just saved his life!
- Oh, no. - The stream's trending.
People are calling the bot a hero!
Aw!
Brave Bubble Bot saved boy. RIP, Ron. How sad.
- And yet how great for sales! - What?
Okay. Moving on!
We've known Barney since we were little.
You were his best friend in kindergarten.
And you were mine.
It gets complicated.
Yeah, right. Should I friend Barney?
Searching for "Barney likes pranks."
No matches.
Your pranks are lame.
They're funny, man.
If I don't do funny, uh, I got nothing.
Since when did this stuff matter?
Barney and Ron. It's like we used to be.
♫ It pooped me ♫
- Barney? Barney! - Oh, Barney!
Hey! Oh, Barney, I am so sorry.
I let you down.
I know I'm always overwhelmed with work.
But I'm your dad, okay?
You're like a piece of my heart
walking around the world,
and I love you so much
that it makes me strong enough to deal with anything.
Except losing touch with you.
Just talk to me, Barney.
- I'm trying! - You're lonely? I get it.
- Where's Ron? - Just communicate.
Ow! Hey!
I've got a friend, Dad!
The one that saved my life, remember?
- Where is he? - Uh...
Hi. I'm Marc Wydell from Bubble.
Where is Ron? If you crushed him...
No, of course not. Barney, I invented B-Bots.
They're my dream. Connection and friendship.
But it's not working.
Except you and Ron. I fixed him.
- I wanna understand. - What's up, Barney?
Ron! You're okay!
What's that?
The new number one on the high-five charts.
I now know all 100.
- Are you okay? - Doing great, buddy!
Let's go home and check out your awesome rock collection.
No. You like electricity.
I do if you do.
Wait. This isn't Ron. What did you do to him?
His code was unstable.
So I re-installed the algorithm...
He fixed me. Selfie?
- Old women. Not trending. - Bah.
Widowed dads, downer!
- Hey. - Enhance and post!
Un-fix him. It's not him!
N... No. It... It's okay.
I backed up Ron to the cloud.
I'll just log in and I'll find the old... Huh?
They can't lock me out. I'm the CEO of Bubble.
As the new CEO of Bubble,
it's my sad duty to announce
that the shareholders have wisely agreed
to fire Marc Wydell.
Andrew! Andrew! Andrew!
- What? - Argh.
Barney!
He's in the cloud. That's what you said, right?
- Well... - So take me there.
- I'm sorry? - You heard my son.
He needs to get to the cloud thing.
And I'm going with him! Uh...
Barney, the cloud is in a concrete fortress
half a mile below Bubble.
There are two million servers with a zettabyte of data.
How would you find Ron?
He's my friend.
So take me there and get me in!
Yeah! Go get
- that psycho robot, dude! - Go! Go, Barney!
Okay, Bubble booble. Let's go get Ron.
Okay. To get Barney down into the cloud,
we'll have to break in past security
and get right to the heart of Bubble HQ.
Tomorrow afternoon, all the workers
will be watching Andrew in the launchitorium.
That's our chance.
All staff to the launchitorium.
Please welcome your new CEO, Andrew!
Yes, yes, yes!
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Yes! Ha-ha! Love it!
- Hi. - Hi there!
How can Bubble help you?
- Cleaner! - Uh, ma'am, you can't just...
- Sir? - Ma'am?
Yeah. Can you take a look at this, please?
It just keeps crashing on me.
And there's a smell of burning when I hit the space bar.
Sir, this isn't a Bubble Store. This is HQ.
Oh. Uh...
Oh! I just put Bubble in my GPS.
I wondered why it was a 19-hour drive.
Can you look at it anyway?
Oh, silly me.
Again, please.
Oh! Ooh.
Hang... Might be... Ooh.
Pat down?
So, workers, colleagues, shareholders.
Hi, shareholders. Love ya.
Bubble's had a few minor problems lately, right?
Oof! Yeah. But here's the good news.
There's nothing wrong with our B-Bots. It's kids.
Kids are the problem.
You give a child an hour of screen time,
you get peace and quiet.
You have his friends around, all hell breaks loose!
Am I right, kids?
Stick to your screens.
Today, your best friend out of the box becomes...
The only friend you'll ever need!
Just log in, sir.
Okay.
Huh?
See? That's what it did at my house.
All good.
What happened?
Come on!
Okay. Everybody out.
This goats smells.
Okay. This way.
Server room. Fingerprint recognition.
Uh...
I fix it.
Lights, sprinklers, air-con, security doors.
Eat it all, Martina!
What? Uh...
What the...?
- Okay. - You guys go that way.
Good to see you, buddy.
What is going on?
Uh, there's a guy in reception.
- What? - It's his laptop.
"Pudowski Novelty Exports"? Pudowski! That kid!
Uh, Andrew. He's in the building.
What?
Hey, yeah. I think he went down that way.
Down here!
Huh? They were right here.
That is weird.
Okay.
Barney, slide along to the central shaft.
The data cables inside lead to down to the cloud.
We'll cover security and, uh, stuff.
- Good luck, Momscke. - Okay.
Okay.
Of course they're in the corridors.
They didn't just vanish!
Just go down here.
Whoa.
Okay.
He never mentioned that.
What are you doing?
Uh... Uh...
Uh...
I... You have problem with women in workplace?
I never said that.
You want to squeeze my knee?
What?
Andrew, we found this goat in the electrics.
Who are you people? An improv troupe?
Ron!
Where is your snotty little brat?
He's looking for his friend.
Friend? Friend?
Hey, are you my friend?
Sure, Andrew.
They're just code. A trick.
What?
Data-harvesting units controlled by us.
Designed to give kids a consumer experience
featuring products and services tailored to their browsing profile.
The B-Bots know everything about them.
So we can sell them stuff.
You're spying on kids?
I hate kids.
Uh, Andrew. There's someone inside the cloud.
What? It's him, isn't it?
- Power down the cloud. - No!
- No. - And send in security.
Ron!
Are you even here?
Oh, no. Where are you? Barney Pudowski.
Um, seventh grade.
Nonsuch Middle School.
Uh... What is this?
Powering down.
- What's happening? - System at 10%.
- No. No, no, no. - 5%.
2%.
No!
Ron, I'll never find you.
And you'll never find me.
Find me.
Find me!
Please.
Ron, I'm coming!
Ron!
Come on, come on!
Yes! I'm in.
Barney! He made it.
I found you! I did it! I found you!
Uh, desk, desk.
Oh! Okay. Uh...
Here we go.
Hi, Absalom?
Ron, it's you!
Now I know what's wrong with him.
Ron never had my algorithm.
Whoa!
That's his code?
It's beautiful. Like...
Alive.
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
Hey, Ron. They turned you into electricity...
♫ Dikky, dikky, dikky, dakka Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫
...and then put you inside a rock.
Electricity is best.
- You are so annoying! - Whoa, whoa...
Please slap my hand to show we are bonding.
I am within six feet.
Okay. Then just stay that way, all right?
'Cause we gotta get out of here! Come on, Ron.
Ron?
Not, not your friends.
I know. I...
They are not having fun.
It's weird.
I used to think that I was the lonely one.
They need to upgrade to a Ron.
I am for making friends.
What? You mean, for real?
Uh, upgrade them so they'd all be like you?
Please connect me to the Bubble network.
Two hundred and twenty-five million Rons out there!
Please connect me.
It would be insane! I mean, amazing, but...
It will be fun.
Huh.
We're right here. In the middle of the network.
Maybe we could really do this.
It's our one chance. Now or never.
- Systems are down. - It won't open!
Uh... Come on, Barney. What are they doing?
"Upgrade all B-Bots to be like Ron."
Ron's code! Of course. His code is the fix to mine!
I can help them.
Marc? He's helping us. This is how we do it.
- Yes! - Come on, kid, open up!
Okay, what do I do?
Um, reboot... Wait!
Please connect me to the Bubble network.
Oh! Finally, buddy.
Okay. Hold on tight, guys. You're all getting a Ron!
Ron. Wait, where are you going?
Into the network.
No. No way.
You just copy your code and send that.
The settings have not been uploaded.
No, no, no. His code is fragmenting.
He'll disappear! No!
We'll just have to go. Forget it.
Come on. I'm not leaving you behind.
Barney.
I am for making friends.
What?
No. You're coming with me.
How to be a friend.
You taught me.
No. Stay with me. Remember?
Stay friends.
We can fix it.
You and me.
Now or never.
I guess we'll...
we'll swap them all for a good one.
The best one.
Go, Ron. You don't have to stay within six feet.
Go. Be everywhere.
Adios, Absalom.
Arrivederci, Ron Bintscatsco.
- Come on. What is that? - What's happening?
Whoo-hoo!
Hi.
Uh...
I, uh, took a wrong turn.
Oh. Uh...
Right.
This way, please.
We got him.
Finally. Job done.
Uh, the cameras.
Barney! Hey! There he is!
Oh, Barney!
Move it along. Everybody outta here.
Did you...?
I'm gonna tell you everything, Dad.
On the way home.
Okay. Great.
Whoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo! Etcetera.
Sorry. Just, um... Uh...
Where were we?
A trick! Data harvesting units controlled by us.
So we can sell them stuff. I hate kids!
You know, I've loved my time as Bubble CEO,
and I wanna thank you all for your support
over the last 32 historic hours.
But I need to go now to spend more time with my...
contacts.
So, please welcome back
Marc Wydell.
Marc! Marc! Marc!
Welcome to the future of friendship.
- See you later. - Here we go again.
It's gonna get weird.
- That way is good. - This way is good.
Hey! What happened to staying within six feet?
Guys, where's my troll bot? Wait...
I get to choose.
K-pop? Are you kidding me?
Three months it's been like this. Come back.
Come on, dude.
So, here I am again.
Eighteen minutes of recess fun.
Thanks, Ron. You fixed me.
And everyone else.
Hey! We don't know them.
I get to choose your friends. And I choose everyone!
Friend request. Friend request.
- Hey. - Friend request.
You've changed the world, Barney Pudowski.
How cool is that?
- Friend request. - Friend request.
Not just me.
Hey! Oh, my gosh!
Aren't you that girl that got... You know.
Video not found.
Oh. My bad.
Thanks.
Come on.
- Hi, Barney! - Hey!
My bot does that every time.
- Hey there. - Hi.
- It's so weird. - Hi.
- He's, like, king of the bots. - They love Pudowski.
Barn, you have got to get back in that Bubble cloud place.
And get this bot to stop making up its own game rules.
Free upgrades for everyone!
How am I ever gonna win?
Dude! We gotta tell 'em!
You pranked a global freakin' tech giant, man!
Please let me stream the reveal, bro, please?
Take it from me, Rich. Fame is overrated.
Look what I brought.
- I'll take one. - One for everyone.
- Cheers! - Cheers!
Barney! Hey! You see?
I told you my bench would work!
Oh!
Yeah. It's great.
Mmm. Is all your gran's food this good?
Come... Come over sometime. Hang out.
I know you're dying to see my rock collection.
Will she set us on fire again?
- Hope so. - That was so fun!
But you're gonna have to talk to that goat,
because I do not want any more of my jewelry
going through its intestines.
♫ Dikky, dikky, dakka ♫