Baymax, you can't just go around giving foot massages.
Especially to Professor Granville.
I was treating her metatarsal inflammation.
What's with the decorations?
They're for Rivalry Week! Feel the school pride, Hiro.
-Feel it all over you. -Oh, okay.
What is Rivalry Week?
Ah, good question, Baymax. Rivalry Week is the week
where... we take on our rivals.
-We have rivals? -Yeah!
The San Fransokyo Art Institute!
SFAI? What do we have against SFAI?
Oh, I don't know, only everything.
It's the classic clash objective versus subjective.
Rational versus emotional.
Our superior school mascot, me, versus their terrible one,
Sabatini the Sea Snail!
It's a tradition.
Every year we play pranks on each other.
What kind of pranks?
They always paint our dining hall.
Last year they turned it into a zombie clown circus.
I could not eat there for weeks.
While we use our sciencing skills, of which I have none,
to steal their Lenore Shimamoto statue!
Yeah. We once got it using a flock
of genetically engineered pigeons.
That was pretty cool.
Nerd-school mischief? I'm in.
We are gonna plan the ultimate statue grab!
Wait, hold on. Where's Honey Lemon?
Excellent work, Honey Lemon.
I truly think you're SFAI's most gifted new student.
Hello, I am Baymax.
♪ Whoa-oh
♪ Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Are you sure I can't convince you
to become a full-time student here?
I'd love to, but I can't.
Art is just a secret hobby for me.
I-- I mean a secret.
I mean-- I mean a hobby.
Well, hobby or not, Miss Lemon, your work
is going up in the Fine Arts Department gallery.
Oh my gosh! I'm so honored.
And now we step into the private residence
of renowned artist and SFAI founder, Lenore Shimamoto!
-The restoration is finished? -Today's the grand opening!
But that's 27 days early!
I know! I was so moved that I wept!
Then I mixed my tears with ink and wrote a poem about my feelings.
Read it later.
Okay.
Remember, folks... no touching and absolutely no flash photography.
Where are you hiding?
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Ah!
And we're moving.
Tonight? You're taking the Shimamoto statue tonight tonight?
We get them before they get us.
But do we really need to steal the statue?
I mean, it's been done.
-Right? -Well, yeah, but it's tradition.
Who are we to mess with tradition?
Back me up here, Baymax.
Rivalry Week began in 1916.
- Students used a catapult and--
That is why covalent bonds share electron pairs!
Super interesting, heh.
Let me guess. Instead of studying,
you're planning the statue grab.
Well, it's not going to happen.
-Whew. -Without my approval, which you now have.
Tonight, art will feel the wrath of science!
You two, meet me at the dining hall in one hour.
You're going to help me guard it.
Guys! We can just use the door, since it's open.
Which is how I found it.
So lucky, right?
This route will be easier.
I'm stuck.
Thank you.
I have mixed feelings right now.
Guarding the dining hall is important,
but I was lookin' forward to that heist.
I just have one feeling. Fear.
- Granville scares me. - Good.
Fear keeps you sharp. Suit up!
We've got work to do.
Oh, yes!
Wasabi! We're gonna be camo twins!
This is a whole new side of Granville.
A very disturbing side.
Um, do we have to go through the Fine Arts building?
This is the best route to take if we wanna avoid campus security.
Also, you can enjoy the student art exhibits on display.
Student... exhibits?
Your work is going up in the Fine Arts Department gallery...
Miss Lemon!
- Look, if you'd rather wait here...
No! I mean... I'm here to help!
I love being helpful!
The shift in both cadence and pitch of your speech
-indicate-- -How excited I am about helping!
Uh, sure.
Oh, yes, gettin' a good stretch in.
Oh!
Modern art. So weird, right?
Modern art is weird. And messy.
You two will be guarding the north side
of the dining hall.
Whistles?
Oh-ho-ho, nobody's trusted me with a whistle in years.
One toot means "I need assistance."
Two toots means "I've apprehended an intruder."
Three means, "I've been captured."
-Four means-- -How many signals are there?
-Twenty-two. -Yeah, I'm gonna need to take notes--
You won't have time to consult notes
in the heat of battle!
Don't worry, I have a photographic, uh...
ahh, what's the word for the thing in your head
that remembers stuff?
Oh, it's right there.
-It's right there! -Memory.
Uh, no, but it sounds like that.
I'm counting on you, Wasabi.
Got it.
Keep watch. We should be ready
to tunnel the statue out in no time.
So, this is your first time on SFAI campus, too, right?
Right? Because it's definitely mine.
Are you acting weird tonight
because you don't want anyone to know you take classes here?
Wait! You knew? How?
You sleeptalk.
Ssh! I'm taking art classes at SFAI.
It's a secret.
Go Go, Go Go...
Don't tell anyone, okay?
It's a secret.
Hey! Who's there?
- We gotta go. - We're not done yet!
I heard somethin' over here!
We'll finish later.
What do we do now?
I'm hiding in Lenore Shimamoto's house. This is so exciting!
Shh! Be excited quieter!
Oops.
I didn't mean to--
Uhh... what's going on?
Oh, no.
What is this place?
You mean, besides creepy?
It appears to be a science lab.
You guys!
I think this lab belonged to Lenore Shimamoto!
I thought she was an artist.
Cool.
She was an artist. With a secret lab.
Someone who was good at art... and science?
Wow... what are the odds?
These books are all elements.
And they're placed in order of the Periodic Table from 1906.
But Gallium is supposed to go before Germanium.
It was an accident.
This is Lenore Shimamoto's personal journal!
- What are you doin' down there?
We're exploring a secret lab.
You know, Wasabi, if you would like me
to hold your whistle, I mean, I'd be happy to.
Granville revoked your whistle privileges.
If you even touch a whistle,
I am to signal her with 23 toots.
But I want it!
What good is camouflage in front of a wall?
-Well, they're very soft on the skin-- -None!
Hit the bushes!
Okay, we'll-- where'd she go?
I'm nowhere.
Yet... everywhere!
Breaking... trespassing SFIT pranksters
discover Lenore Shimamoto's secret lab.
An artist with a lab.
What's that about?
Wow, I'm super tired.
Gonna dive into bed.
And dive into the old book you swiped from the lab?
So? Are we gonna read it or what?
April 19th, 1905. My friends in the arts
know nothing about...
...my scientific endeavors.
They would not understand what drives me.
I'm not sure I understand.
Until I can be certain of success, I've decided it bes
to keep my scientific work secret.
November 11th, 1905.
While my research has been fascinating,
my isolation grows more stifling.
April 3rd, 1906.
I've made a groundbreaking discovery too big to hide.
Tomorrow I will show the city.. and change the world!
That's all she wrote.
The rest of the pages are just... empty!
-That's it? So she chickened out. -Maybe... or--
Look at that last date.
It was the day before the Great Catastrophe.
Maybe all the chaos ruined her plans, and she never had the courage to try again.
What if her discovery really could've changed the world?
Wow. This is like an actual mystery.
I know... and I'm gonna solve it!
Before I return the journal tomorrow, I have to re-read it.
There's something I'm missing.
How many toots for snack time?
That wasn't on the list. Was it?
- Professor Granville's tooting at us!
Was that eight toots?
Or was it four toots twice?
What was that?
Relax, it's probably just a family of baby deer.
Number one, I've never seen deer on campus.
Number two, why would the entire family be babies, Fred?
Why?
Sabatini!
Excuse me, Miss? I'm from the museum.
-Oh! Hi. -I recognized you from the news,
and I wanted to talk to you about the discovery you made.
It was... it was amazing.
Indeed. Historians, like myself,
will spend ages studying everything in Shimamoto's lab.
If only we could hear in her own words
why she hid her scientific work from the world.
Well, actually, you can.
Shimamoto's journal.
I took it last night. I swear I was gonna return it.
It's just... she's my idol.
I have to confess, if I'd been in your shoes...
I might've done the same thing.
I'm sorry, Professor Granville.
The artists got to us before we could get to our whistles!
And they wouldn't give us snacks!
Gentlemen, this isn't your fault.
It's mine.
-Really? -A scientist must always acknowledge her own failings.
I did not prepare you adequately.
That's very reasonable of you.
I won't make that mistake again.
We start training for next year at six a.m. tomorrow!
-Great. -Until then, stew in your failure.
Hey, Wasabi, do you think she's going to get stuff to cut us down?
Pretty sure she's not.
Next.
-Next. -Hi. Can you tell me
where the Shimamoto journal is being displayed?
No idea what you're talkin' about. Next.
Oh. Your associate, Mr. Herman Ekabo,
should've brought it in this morning?
No one works here named Herman Ekabo.
Ugh! I can't believe I let a stranger steal a priceless treasure!
Uh, wrong ID.
I... don't have my SFIT ID.
I'll do it. Wait-- I don't have a student ID, either.
But I'll just use my mascot ID!
And... there's no such thing.
I don't have my SFIT ID
because I left it in the journal last night!
Which means we can track the journal
using your ID's RFID chip!
Which means let's move!
So we're not having lunch.
RFID scan indicates that Honey Lemon's ID
is inside this building.
Why does it always have to be abandoned warehouses?
It's part of Bad Guy 101.
Right next to use fake credentials to steal things.
Tell me he did not have a fake beard.
'Cause that's the trifecta.
Trifecta!
Did you pick up anything else, Baymax?
Yes, there is one person inside.
His body temperature is low normal.
It's him! And he's got the journal!
Welcome, Big Hero 6.
I'd hoped you'd locate me more quickly.
Disappointing.
Mr. Ekabo, or whoever you are,
you stole Shimamoto's journal.
Wrong. I only claimed that which belongs with the one
who understands its true worth.
I understand. I think.
-Please. -Hey, uh... who are you?
I need one more minute. Which is perfect.
Because that's all the time you have.
Good luck!
Whoa! This is just like my room!
Except for that thing.
Nice try, mystery villain.
"The hardest thing to face is yourself."
What does it mean?
Well, this is creepy.
It is a replica of your bedroom.
-Why is that creepy? -I'll explain later.
"Find the whole solution to your problem"?
It looks just like Shimamoto's lab.
"Don't ignore the pressing from the wall."
That doesn't sound good.
Maybe it's not so bad.
Never mind. It's bad.
Ah!
Oh, face yourself! Got it.
Still don't get it. But that's cool.
Let's do this!
-Oh, man! -Water. Creepy.
Baymax, break through the wall!
Oh, come on, really?
Isn't working!
It's like he is me!
Wait! What if I'm actually the robot clone?
And I don't know it!
Oh-ho-ho, I'm freakin' myself out right now, Wasabi!
Guys? Any ideas?
It's pressing from the wall!
Yeah, we got that part.
No, it's a play on words.
The plant pressing from the wall.
Guys!
The words on the wall... they all have a double meaning!
"Find the whole solution."
Wait a minute.
No, I'm pretty sure ours just has one meaning!
This is hard!
If facing yourself is the hardest thing,
do something else!
Switch!
-All right! -Oh, yeah!
I have an idea.
Hope I'm right.
It was a riddle. Get it?
-No. -A play on words!
The "whole solution" was a hole in the floor.
Y-- You know?
No.
Yeah, we'll talk later.
Let's go.
Oh. Hominem!
Clever and creative.
Now I'm mildly impressed.
Why are you doing this?
Let's call that one more riddle to solve.
Perhaps for next time.
Ohh!
Where'd he go?
He's gone!
Who was that guy?
Hmm, I think I'll call him Puzzle Master.
Ooh! Or what about Glowface?
Hey! If he didn't supervillain name himself,
I call dibs, okay?
for the journal and then leave it?
I'm just relieved we got it back.
This is going straight to the museum!
Obake.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys that I'm an art student.
It's okay. Also, we knew.
You all knew?
Why didn't you say anything?
We figured you were
keeping it a secret for a reason.
And that you'd tell us in your own time.
We're your friends, Honey Lemon.
We accept all of you.
Thanks. I love chemistry,
but I think I love art just as much.
So, even though I know you see the artists at this school
as the enemy, I'm sticking with it.
-Actually, we don't really hate SFAI. -Except for Sabatini.
I loathe him!
It's his empty, soulless eyes.
He doesn't mean any of the spirit he conveys.
Honestly, the trash talk just made the statue grab more fun.
Take that, Sabatini!
No. No... no, no.
Hmm...
Now, where to begin?
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