Melania: Brilliant. Although there were some unexpected hiccups ...
Melania: Our plan went well. The fuse has been changed, bullets replaced, magnet installed ... Most robots have been paralysed.
Melania: Even Mr. Iverson seems to be at a loss.
Ms. Acey: It's not over yet.
Melania: Yes. Heh heh, it's better to say that the show hasn't yet begun.
Melania: Let's turn up the light, turn down the air conditioning, and crank up the usage of the radio.
Melania: Let's see. When will the replaced fuse blow?
Melania: Ms. Acey, we don't have much time left.
Melania: Come on. Let me bring you to a hidden place. Hopefully, you don't mind swallowing a slightly bulky "thing."
Ms. Acey: What tricks did you come up with?
Melania: This is going to be the most crucial part. Hee hee.
Melania: Please help me, Ms. Acey.
Iverson: Actually, according to Item 18 in the Safety Commitment Statement, we need to arrest the violators who interrupt others' visit.
Iverson: Tie him up and inject Miu Miu Mute You Potion. I don't want to hear his stupid ideas anymore.
Security Robot: Command received.
Diggers: Umm ... umm umm ...
Iverson: Activate the spraying system. Clean all those damn bubbles.
The crowd seems to calm down under the fire of the water gun and sedative spraying.
Iverson: The farce is over.
Iverson: All our guests, please enjoy your visit.
Iverson: Unfortunately, those who were bewitched and violated the Safety Commitment Statement, you will be further investigated after the exhibition.
Iverson is concentrated on the crowd that's cooling down, but he doesn't realize the bulb above is getting brighter.
Pickles: Woof …
Pickles: Woof … <It's an unwise choice to get the remote, but ...>
Pickles rubs against Charlton, like a farewell before departure.
???: Woof woof ...
Pickles hears the barking of dogs in the distance. The sound is so familiar and friendly.
Pickles: Woof woof? <Is that the sound of ...?>
Footsteps are getting closer and clearer.
Pickles: Woof woof … <Canines have a very sharp sense of danger, so undoubtedly, this is not your instinctive reaction ...>
The puppy troop that was trapped outside unexpectedly arrives.
Nelson: Woof woof!
Wendy: Woof woof!
Pickles: Woof woof? <How did you get in here?>
Police Dog: Woof woof woof!
Pickles: Woof woof woof.
Police Dog: Woof! Woof!
Pickles: Woof woof … <But puppies alone are not enough ...>
Pickles: Woof ... Woof woof… <Wait, these messy things you brought here ... Radio, monocle, purse, working manual, microphone ...>
Alice: Woof woof!
Wendy: Woof woof!
Pickles: Woof ... woof?! <These people ... That's how you ask for help?>
Footsteps and screaming are getting clearer.
Passerby: Stop it! You cheeky dogs!!
Journalist: Give my microphone back!
Chef: My bread! I only took a bite!
The scurrying puppies, the owners of these items, and the slow-reacting security guards break the silence that Iverson has worked so hard to maintain.
Iverson: What's going on? Who let them in!
Security Guard: Sorry, Mr. Iverson. There are too many of them.
Pickles gives a shiver, perhaps because it's getting cold in the exhibition hall or because he has a new impression of his puppy friends.
Pickles: Woof woof woof … <I've underestimated you. You are not some indecent puppies at all.>
Alice: Woof!
*sizzling sound*
The old radio next to Pickles makes a slight noise.
Meanwhile, noises also come from the speakers at all corners and the radio broadcasters held by people rushing in.
A new visitor enters the control room breathlessly.
Regulus: Ahh! Just in time! Hahaha!
Regulus: The sharp Pirate Captain has arrived at the grandest stage!
The mixer, the microphone, the radio ... They are the best weapons for this uninvited guest.
The silent radio is soon replaced by a more powerful frequency.
Regulus: This is 25°E. You are listening to the Rocking APPLe, the most distinctive ship to date!
Regulus: Salute to my discerning audience, my loving followers!
Regulus: You guessed it right. This Pirate has hijacked all the radio frequencies here.
Wendy: Woof woof!
Regulus: You're able to pick up Radio APPLe clearly from anywhere in London.
Regulus: Whether you're cheering for the moment or wish to change the channel, whether you love rock 'n' roll or hate all music …
Regulus: Do not switch!
Regulus: If you don't want to miss the moment to unveil a conspiracy …
Regulus: A huge conspiracy about the London authorities and the compelling security robots.
Diggers: Haahh!!
Regulus: My friends, we are in the middle of a huge hoax!
Regulus: The London authorities have deceived everyone!
Regulus: It is impossible to have such obedient, flawless, safe, and reliable security robots in this world.
Regulus: On the contrary, they use violence, harm citizens, and show no kindness!
Iverson: ...
Security Guard: What?
Regulus: To cover the backsides and block the news, the man in charge … he keeps out the people who wanna have fun t-t-to visit the Rimet Cup!
Regulus: Captain Regulus clashed with the robot army at the back entrance of the hall.
Regulus: The brave captain managed to esca- ... to retreat!
Regulus: But there's no doubt that this is an infringement of our freedom!
Regulus: The incompetent London authorities attempted to work with security companies and use their awful robots to govern!
Regulus: They want to take our life away, render us helpless, so they can manipulate us!
People are whispering. The scene is like the falling of small rocks before a severe landslide.
The tied-up Diggers is the best proof.
Diggers: Umm umm! Umm umm umm!
Regulus: You have my respect, poor ragged lad!
People become confused and surround Iverson, who is noticeably unpleased.
Passerby: What that Pirate said ... Is that true?!
Iverson: I am very sure—you are deceived.
Journalist: But you did imprison the poor citizen.
Iverson: If that's what you think, I can now prove to you ...
Iverson: … the reliability of New Humans' security.
Regulus: Mr. Madbot, you and your evil plan have been overcome by the justice Captain Regulus!
Regulus: London belongs to us, belongs to freedom!
Iverson: You're right. In such case, security guards are more flexible.
Security Guard: You ... You mean …
Iverson: Do something! These people are breaking the rules! Are you just going to stand and watch?
Security Guard: Co ... copy that.
Journalist: Wh-What are you doing!
Passerby: Ruuuuuun!
COMBAT
Regulus: Mr. APPLe, here! Put the tape away.
There is a short mutter on the radio.
Then it becomes a declaration of ambition and passion.
Regulus: Haha. This Pirate's instincts are never wrong.
Regulus: My assistant, Mr. APPLe, has first-hand evidence of everything.
Regulus: It will be the most sensational news. Every news agency will invest millions on it.
Regulus: The next song, for the exasperated poor authorities ...
The old fuse that was deliberately installed is finally blowing as the temperature rises.
Regulus: Huh? Why is the power out?
Melania: Uh huh. All is ready.