Knuckles (TV series)

Knuckles is an American television miniseries created by John Whittington and Toby Ascher for the streaming service Paramount+, based on characters from Sega's Sonic the Hedgehog video game series. It is a spin-off of the Sonic the Hedgehog film series and the first live-action Sonic television series.

[The camera shows a top view of the woods, then cuts to Knuckles, who is running to the training field as "The Warrior" by Scandal plays. The field has a layout similar to what one would see in a classic Sonic game. Knuckles went past the Start sign and dodges several obstacles. He grabs a log and blocks several arrows from shooting him with it. He runs across a tightrope and throws the log away. Knuckles then picks up a boulder, and speeds past a wooden goal plate, showing a drawing of him smiling while raising his fist. The show logo fades in as Knuckles runs to the edge of the mountain, where he begins punching the boulder]

Knuckles: Yes, yes! [destroys the rock with his Chaos energy]

[the scene freezes]

Sonic: [narrating] I know what you're thinking, "What type of maniac wakes up at dawn to punch boulders?". I'll tell you who - my good pal, Knuckles the Echidna. ["Our House" by Madness begins playing as the scene rewinds to a recap of the second film.] It all began on the Mushroom Planet, where old Knucks got tricked into helping the very evil and very filthy Dr. Mustache escape. He came to Earth in search of a magic emerald and picked a fight with moi, which went very badly for him, by the way. [The scene shows Sonic losing his fight with Knuckles at the Wachowskis' home.] Hey, wait a minute! This is the wrong footage! Why are we showing this?! [The scene speeds to the fight in the Labyrinth.] Eventually, we punched out our differences and teamed up to defeat Robotnik's giant robot, and recovered the Master Emerald, hence saving the universe. Hooray, and you're welcome. [Cut to Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles living together in the attic. Sonic is playing air guitar, Tails is working on some gadgets, and Knuckles is doing upside-down sit-ups.] And then, Knuckles, Tails, and I became friends and roommates! Now with all the hero stuff out of the way, Knuckles' only mission is to relax and enjoy Earth, which might be harder than it sounds.

[Knuckles has attacked and scared off the construction workers to fix the Wachowski house, much to Maddie's dissapointment. Sonic and Tails watch the workers drive off in their truck from the backyard]

Sonic: Oh, boy. Poor guys. That's the fourth crew this month. But I have to say, Knuckles is in incredible shape. Do you think he's more cardio or weight-focused? Eh, doesn't matter, doesn't matter, he looks fantastic.

Tails: Do you think the house is ever going to get fixed? The living room's getting pretty cold at night with that giant hole in the wall.

Maddie: [approaches Sonic and Tails] Boys, we need to talk about our little red barbarian friend. I could use some backup.

Sonic: Knuckles is just having a little trouble adjusting to his new home. It wasn't easy for me to understand this planet first, either.

Maddie: When did you start getting so wise?

Sonic: I read a lot of cereal boxes. Also, I had a family who was patient enough to let me figure things out. We have to do the same with Knuckles. Let me talk to him when the time is right.

Maddie: All right, Sonic. [looks up at the roof] But, in the meantime, do you mind asking him to get our dog off the roof?

[Knuckles is on the roof, holding a hockey stick and talking to Ozzy]

Knuckles: Concentrate, wolf. An attack can come from anywhere at any time. You must have steely focus. [Ozzy just stares, panting] Steelier. Steelier. Steelier! STEELIER! [Ozzy still doesn't listen, smacking his lips]

Sonic: You know what? I think now is a good time for that talk.

Maddie: Yeah, I think so, too.

[Sonic and Tails get on the roof with a ladder]

Tails: Come on, Ozzy! [makes kissing noises, getting the dog's attention] Yeah! Good boy.

[As Ozzy follows Tails off the roof, Sonic goes up to Knuckles]

Sonic: Hey, big guy. Mind if I join ya? Man, this place is beautiful, huh?

Knuckles: No.

Sonic: What, really? You don't think Green Hills is a beautiful place to live?

Knuckles: No. [turns away]

Sonic: Not even a little?

[a brief pause]

Knuckles: No.

Sonic: Okay, okay, okay, okay. [puts his hand on Knuckles' shoulder] Really look around and tell me you don't think this is--

Knuckles: No.

Sonic: Okay, fine. We'll circle back to this later. It's time we had a talk. You know, hedgehog to echidna. [they both sit down] Listen, moving to a new world was tough for me at first, too. But trust me, this planet is special. It's your home now.

Knuckles: An Echidna warrior has no home. I only remain on Earth because I made a vow to you and the fox. One I intend to keep.

Sonic: Hey, I respect that, but we won. Robotnik's gone, and there's no new battle to fight. No new quests to embark on. Which means, for the first time, you can take a break from being a warrior. And Earth is the perfect place to do that. So relax, get comfortable. Make yourself at home here.

Knuckles: Hmm... Perhaps you are right, hedgehog. Allow me to meditate on your words of wisdom.

Sonic: Perfect! My work here is done. I'm gonna do... fun things. [leaves the roof]

Knuckles: [begins to meditate and does so all the while through the day and night, until his eyes pop open with a new epiphany] Yes. I shall make myself at home.

[During the afternoon, inside the Pin-Demonium, it is already packed with several bowlers. Wade Whipple is standing in front of one bowling lane, holding a bowling ball and wearing a jacket that bears the insignia of his team, the Renegades.]

Wade: [to himself] Alright, Wade. You got this. You will bowl a strike right now because you are an excellent bowler. But more importantly, you are a good person. You help old ladies cross the street. You leave positive reviews at restaurants, even when the service is just "meh". You are pretty, yet you are approachable. But most of all, you are an excellent bowler. [prepares his backswing]

Susie Barnes: You're gonna choke, loser!

[Wade is so startled he lets go of the ball during the backswing, causing it to crash into another bowler offscreen.]

Bowler: MY EYE!!

Wade: Susie, I have begged you a thousand times. Please do not insult me in the middle of my backswing.

Susie: Maybe I wouldn't insult you if you weren't such a freaking loser!

Wade: Well, maybe I wouldn't be such a freaking loser if you weren't insulting me!

Jack Sinclair: Wade, get it together. The Renegades need you. Roll one strike and we win, but don't do it for me. Do it for you. Wade, this is what the Swahili tribesman call "kufufanua wakati".

Wade: "Kufufanua wakati"...? [gets his cheeks grabbed by Jack]

Jack: "The defining moment". The moment you rise up like the flaming phoenix and scream, "I am Wade Whipple, and I am an unstoppable warrior!".

Wade: [muffled] I am Wade Whipple, and I am an unstoppable warrior.

Jack: Annihilate this little girl, Wade. Crush her spirit. Humiliate her so badly, her parents won't even look at her again.

Wade: Doesn't that seem like we're going a bit too far?

Jack: Not far enough. You can do this, Wade. And by "do this", I mean "crush that tiny girl's skull".

Liam: [to Jack] Hey, you can't talk to her like that. Just who do you think you are?

Jack: Oh, I'm so happy you asked. I'm an acclaimed writer of historical fiction. I'm a man who knows his way around a vegetable garden. But at my core, I'm someone who uses his keen instincts to hunt the world's dangerous animal - man. Jack Sinclair, bounty hunter, at your service.

Wade: I'm sorry about my friend, h-he's like that with everybody.

Susie: Are we gonna bowl or what?

Jack: [to Wade] Squash her like a bug.

Wade: [to himself] Okay, Wade. [rolls his ball down the lane, but it knocks only nine pins down, leaving one wobbling]

Susie and her friend: We won!

Wade: No... Wait, wait, let's wait. Let's wait before we celebrate. We don't know if the pin's gonna drop yet! Go down! It can still go down! [blows on the pin in an attempt to make it go down] Come on! COME ON! [The pin stops wobbling.] No! [bangs his hands on the floor] I'm sorry, Jack. I failed you.

Jack: No. You didn't fail me, Wade. You failed the Renegades.

Wade: I know, and I will up my game by the Tournament of Champions. When we go to Reno, I will be a--

Jack: A warrior?

Wade: Yeah, a warrior.

Jack: I don't think so, Wade. Warriors don't get mentally and emotionally decimated by young children.

Wade: To be fair, she has the soul of a very old witch of some kind.

Jack: To win in Reno, my team needs the strongest of warriors. And you, Wade Whipple, are not a warrior. You're off the team.

Wade: Oh, no, no. Come on, Jack. Please, I will work harder. Besides, who are you gonna replace me with in time for the tournament?

Jack: Little Susie.

Wade: [shocked] What?!

Jack: She's a fearless, stone-cold killer on the lanes.

Wade: She's five years old! H-Her hands aren't even big enough! She puts one hand in one hole!

Jack: Plus, her parents are loaded and they're renting a stretch Hummer so we can ride to the tourney in style.

Bill Barnes: [whispers and waves] Hi.

Wade: That sounds very fun and cool.

Jack: Yeah, it will be.

Wade: Maybe I could go as an alternate.

Jack: I'm afraid there's no room in the car for you, pal.

Wade: No room in a stretch Hummer?

Jack: That's right. Now, if you don't mind, I'm gonna need to collect your bowling shirt. [takes off Wade's team jacket]

Wade: [sighs] My job is to make sure things like this don't happen actually 'cause that is theft, technically, but you can have it back. I'll give it to you.

Jack: [puts Wade's jacket on Susie] Hmm. She wears it well, fits her like a glove. You take care now, Wade. [gives Wade his bounty hunter card] And if you ever need a bounty hunting, call me. [walks away along with the other Renegades]

Wade: Such a cool jacket.

Jack: [on the card] I lied to you about the stretch Hummer. We just don't want you there. [laughs maniacally]

Wade: You're the worst friend ever, Jack Sinclair!

Knuckles: [starts praying] O wise Echidna elders, I seek your guidance in my hour of need. Please, send me a sign.

[Nothing happens. Giving a disappointed sigh, Knuckles turns away, not noticing the ghost of Chief Pachacamac manifesting himself on the beanbag reading a newspaper.]

Pachacamac: Are you kidding me? The Mets lost again?

Knuckles: AH! ASSASSIN!! [brandishes a rubber chicken, which deflates]

Pachacamac: Relax, Knuckles. [lowers the newspaper] It's me.

Knuckles: [gasps] Chief Pachacamac?

Pachacamac: It's good to see you, my boy. Now, put down the rubber chicken and give your old chief a-- [goes in for a hug, but phases through Knuckles because he is a ghost, and falls through the attic, screaming, crashing into several objects offscreen and disturbing Ozzy in the process, but phases back into the attic] Oh, right. [spookily] I'm a ghost...

Knuckles: Thank goodness you're here. I have completed my quest and found the Master Emerald. But with my work complete, what becomes of me?

Pachacamac: Knuckles, your quest is not complete. It's only begun! You are the last of the echidnas, and so the legacy of our people is in your hands.

Knuckles: Guide me, O great chief.

Pachacamac: I want you to train an apprentice in the ways of the echidna. Teach him our customs, show him our traditions, and soon our tribe will grow once again.

Knuckles: But where will I found such a student?

Pachacamac: Right here. [shows Knuckles a newspaper article about Wade winning the Hot Pocket-eating contest]

Knuckles: Wade Whipple? I know this man. He's no great warrior.

Pachacamac: Neither were you when we first met. He may not look like much, but he's special... in here. [touches his chest] He seeks to compete in a Tournament of Champions, in a mystical place called... Reno, Nevada.

Knuckles: A Tournament of Champions? There is much glory to be found in such a contest!

Pachacamac: [starts rising up] Train him as a warrior! The fate of the echidna is in your-- [accidentally hits the window; Knuckles winces] Stupid window. [keeps hitting the window] How does this ghost stuff even work? [The window finally slides open.] Oh, there we go. [leaves for the heavens] Our fate is in your hands!

Knuckles: I won't let you down.

[Wade is in his room at home, inspecting himself in the mirror.]

Wade: [to himself] Alright, you baby-man. It's time to get ripped! [dons a training headband and gloves] You are strong enough! [lies underneath a dumbbell and tries to lift it, but it collapses on him] No, I'm not! I'm weak! Oh, I'm gonna die today! Oh, help me. Help! Help!

[Just then, Knuckles shows up and effortlessly lifts the dumbbell off of Wade.]

Knuckles: Wade Whipple, this is no time for lying down. [throws the dumbbell away] I come to you with an urgent need.

Wade: [sits up and turns around] How did you get in here?

Knuckles: A true warrior can conquer any stronghold. Not even the strongest barrier can contain his might.

Wade: Came in through the open window, huh?

[A beat.]

Knuckles: Yes. Yes, I did. You seek to compete in the upcoming Tournament of Champions in Reno, Nevada. I will take you there. This tournament is my destiny.

Wade: Yeah. It was mine, too. Until I lost my spot on the team.

Knuckles: How? You were bested by a sworn enemy in trial by combat?

Wade: I was brutally trash-talked by an eight-year-old girl named Susie. So, yes. Yeah. The same-- the same thing.

Knuckles: And you do not wish to reclaim your honor?

Wade: No, I--I do. I wish to reclaim my honor bad. It's just... Jack Sinclair was right. I'm... not strong, I'm not tough. I'm not a warrior.

Knuckles: But I am. I can train you in ways of the echidna. Teach you every form of lethal combat. Show you the secrets to all my strength.

Wade: Then I could use that to challenge Susie in a trial by bowling combat and earn my spot back on the team.

Knuckles: Yes. If you take me on this quest to Reno, I will make you a true warrior! As the great echidna Chief Pachacamac did for me.

Wade: Pachacamac. I think my sister went to sleepaway camp there.

Knuckles: Our destiny awaits, Wade Whipple. Do we have an alliance?

Wade: Wait a minute. [stands up] Didn't I hear you were grounded? There's no way you're allowed to leave home, right?

Knuckles: One cannot ground an Echidna warrior... [bends the dumbbell] For an Echidna warrior has no home.

Wade: All right, that checks out! Let's do this! Destiny awaits! [laughs]

[on the highway, Wade drives his police cruiser with Knuckles in shotgun, passing a mileage sign for Reno, which is 950 miles away]

Wade: All right! The warrior training road trip is officially official. Knucks. Can I call you "Knucks"?

Knuckles: [bluntly] No.

Wade: How about "Knucky"?

Knuckles: No.

Wade: "Knuckington Bear"?

Knuckles: No.

Wade: "Sir Knucks-a-lot"?

Knuckles: No.

Wade: Knuck, knuck. [a beat] Knuck, knuck. You gotta say, "Who's there?".

Knuckles: Who's there?

Wade: "Knuckolas Cage". [laughs]

Knuckles: Please stop.

Wade: So, tell me a little about yourself. You know, I-I know that you're an alien and that you're super powerful and that you've recently saved the world, et cetera, et cetera. But let's dig a little deeper, you know? You have any hobbies?

Knuckles: Honor.

Wade: Honor is really more of a principle than a hobby.

Knuckles: Victory.

Wade: Hmm... Maybe I should restate the question. What do you like to do for fun?

Knuckles: Vengeance.

Wade: Gettin' a little dark. I was thinking more like reading, o-or yoga o-or music.

Knuckles: Yes. The hedgehog spoke of this Earth music. Tell me, what is it?

Wade: Oh, I-- [laughs] I can't just tell you what it is. I have to... I have to– I'll put on one of my classic Wade mixes. [plays "Can I Kick It?" by A Tribe Called Quest] Everyone at the station loves these. I send out a link every Monday. [starts singing along] ♪ Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? ♪

Knuckles: [takes the lyrics quite literally and kicks the radio with his foot] Ha! Kicked!

Wade: Not a music guy. Noted.

[Knuckles comes to, trapped inside his box. The room he is inside is shrouded in darkness, only faintly illuminated by his box's walls. He can barely notice the faint silhouette of elk antlers.]

Knuckles: Where have you taken me? A dungeon? A torture chamber? A pit so deep that no one will ever hear my screams? [Mason presses a remote, revealing Knuckles is actually inside a fancy, cozy foyer.] Oh. That's quite nice, actually.

Mason: Damn right. Always pictured myself living in a place like this one day. Now I don't know how to ski, but with a house like this, you bet I could learn.

Wade: [in his police cruiser outside the resort, to himself] All you have to do is sneak into the bad guys' lair, try not to get yourself killed by their superpowered weapons, and then save your cool new best friend. What could possibly go wrong? [takes a glance at Mason's stolen gauntlets] Come on, Wade. What would Knuckles do? [cut to Knuckles sitting inside the box, lost in thought] He'd come up with an awesome rescue plan.

Knuckles: Ah... I am visualizing my inevitable escape and your brutal destruction at my hands. [laughs maniacally] Yes! Your arms have just snapped off with the most satisfying crunch.

Mason: Well, it's a good thing you're trapped inside that case then, buddy.

Willoughby: [enters the foyer] Stop talking to him!

Mason: He was talkin' to me.

Willoughby: Just stop talking.

Mason: Fine with me. I'm gonna go relax. Job's done, and we about to get paid! [claps and leaves]

Willoughby: Americans...

Knuckles: [in the box, his eyes closed] Oh, how your screams are a symphony to my ears as I crush your skulls into a fine powder and--

Willoughby: Sorry, don't mean to interrupt, but, uh, you almost finished here?

Knuckles: No! [realizes] Okay, now I am finished.

Willoughby: Do you know, I'm sorry we haven't gotten a chance to get to know each other yet. I'm actually quite an admirer of your work.

Knuckles: What could you possibly know about my life of battles and quests?

Willoughby: Oh... [stands up] I know all about you, Knuckles. Studying creatures like you, your abilities, where you're from. That was my job for a long time.

Knuckles: I see. Then, you know about my tribe's victory over the vile Dr. Robotnik!

Willoughby: Of course.

Knuckles: So, if you know how I destroyed someone as dangerous as him, then you know how easily I can destroy someone like you.

Willoughby: Is that what you think? That I'm nothing? That I'm no one compared to the great Ivo Robotnik? Well, let me assure you, you're wrong. 'Cause while I know everything about you, I promise, you know nothing about me. But when this is all over... you will.

[Wade pulls up to the front door of the resort in his police cruiser and exits the car.]

Wade: All right. Geared up. Here we go. [places down his gear: the oil can, the wire, the hairspray, the floss, and the lighter, before donning Mason's gauntlets] Hang tight, Knucks. I'm comin' to get ya. All I need is the perfect rescue soundtrack. [gets his Spotify rescue playlist cued up on his phone] Let's do this, Spotify! Time to rock out! [attempts to hit the play button multiple times, but the gauntlets are too thick to register on his phone] That's not gonna... [tries again to hit play with his nose, but when he finally does, his playlist only plays the extremely ill-fitting "I Don't Want to Wait" by Paula Cole] Oh, no, not that song! Oh, forget it. Warrior mode activated. [slams his gauntlets together, accidentally releasing a burst of Chaos energy. It is so strong that it knocks him back, spills the contents of the oil can right on the fireworks inside the cruiser, knocks his sunglasses off his head as they crack to the ground, and causes the hairspray to blast the fire from the lighter right on his cruiser, igniting the fireworks as they go off.] The fireworks were supposed to be the grand finale!

[Willoughby and Mason are playing chess against each other when they hear the fireworks erupting outside.]

Mason: What the hell?

Willoughby: What was that?

Mason: Sounds like someone just set off...

[The two agents leave the foyer, leaving Knuckles all alone and confused on what is going on. Willoughby and Mason head out onto the balcony and see Wade's fireworks still exploding.]

Willoughby: Is that the round little man again?

[The remaining fireworks finish exploding with Wade's cruiser relatively intact.]

Wade: Oh. At least she's still drivable.

[But Wade has spoken too soon because the cruiser erupts in flames.]

Willoughby: You again!

Wade: [looks up] That's right! I'm here for the echidna! [hears beeping from the left gauntlet gauntlets] What's that beeping? That can't be good. Wonder what that-- [presses a button and accidentally activates the right gauntlet's rocket boosters before being sent flying] Oh, no! [jerks to his right] Yah! Ay-ay-ay! [flies upwards] Oh, no! [floats downwards] Oh, my God! [jerks to his left] Wee-hee-hee-hee! [tries to regain control as the agents stare dumbfounded] I will be right with you guys! [accidentally flies straight in their direction] Oh, God! [crashes through the windows and hits the ground]

Mason: You guard the echidna. I'm gonna go and handle this. [leaves to fight Wade]

[Willoughby follows suit.]

Willoughby: [to Knuckles, armed with her blaster rifle] Who are you working with?

Knuckles: He is my protege and my apprentice. A force so strong of body, mind, and heart that your last words will be a plea for a merciful death, from the warrior known only as... Wade.

[Wade enters the room exhausted by his fight with Mason.]

Wade: Sorry. Sorry. Say, quite a tussle back there. You should see the other guy. [looks at a knocked-out Mason] Oh. Here he is.

Willoughby: Seriously? This is your great warrior? Thought he'd be dead by now.

Knuckles: [unamused] It's his first day.

Wade: I know I may not look like much of a warrior, but... no offense, you guys don't, either. I mean, he looks like a sexy menswear model, and you look like some kind of psychotic Uma Thurman lookalike.

Willoughby: Thank you. Now, before you die, tell me one thing. What does a moron like you want with the echidna?

Wade: We're gonna win a bowling tournament. [launches his left gauntlet on Knuckles' cage]

Knuckles: [in slow motion] Oh, no! [The gauntlet causes a huge explosion that destroys Knuckles' cage and almost half of the resort. Cut to a now free Knuckles as Wade hugs him awkwardly.] What. Are. You. Doing?

Wade: I'm hugging you, as is your celebratory tradition, is it not? [lets Knuckles go and they see the two agents knocked out] Come on, we gotta get outta here before they wake up.

[Wade and Knuckles look at the hole created by the explosion, which leads to a cliff.]

Knuckles: Whatever happens... hold on.

Wade: What?! What do you mean? [gets pushed off the cliff by Knuckles, who also jumps. Before they could crash, Knuckles raises his fists and begins gliding.] WE'RE ALIVE! KNUCKLES! [laughs joyfully] WE'RE ALIVE! OOOOOHH!!!! [They pass by the full Moon, E.T. style.] Knuckles! You didn't tell me you could fly!

Knuckles: No. I can glide.

Wade: Huh?

Knuckles: For very short distances.

[Knuckles lands next to a dumpster in a parking lot, while Wade lands right inside it. Wade struggles himself to get out of the dumpster.]

Wade: [gags and coughs] It stinks! [falls on the ground, groans] Knuckles...

Knuckles: Get up! Now is no time to rest, Wade Whipple. We must flee!

[They both notice a black pickup truck being parked.]

Wade: Sweet truck.

[Knuckles and Wade get in the truck and close the doors behind them.]

Knuckles: Drive us!

Wade: How? I can't just drive us. There's no keys. [Knuckles haywires the vehicle with his fist, which causes it to start.] Okay, I can just drive us.

[Wade floors on the gas pedal, and they drive off.]

[The two agents come out from the destroyed resort, where Wade's cruiser is still on fire.]

Willoughby: [grunts in frustration] We are SO SCREWED!!

Mason: Yeah, I'm pissed, too. But what are we gonna do? I guess the deal's off.

Willoughby: No. No, you don't understand. The deal's not off. There's no backing out... with him. We've been selling weapons to one of the most dangerous criminal organizations in the world, run by an absolute sociopath! Now, we're screwing him over on a deal! [mockingly] "We don't just get to take our ball and go home". We show up empty-handed, he's gonna straight-up kill us! Most likely in a pretty horrible way.

Mason: Well, that doesn't sound great.

Willoughby: No! Not great! Not great at all. We need to get them, fast, before he gets us.

[Wade and Knuckles are sitting at a table at a Burger Shack after eating dinner.]

Knuckles: Wade Whipple, you wish to be a warrior. Yet you hail from Green Hills, a place where there are no warring clans. So, why do you remain there?

Wade: I guess... Green Hills has always just been home. I mean, there must be some place in the universe that's like that for you, right?

Knuckles: Since the loss of my tribe, I have journeyed across every corner of the galaxy. Seen planets and stars you could only dream of. But nowhere I have called home.

Wade: That must be tough for you.

Knuckles: Yes. I made a promise to my fellow warriors to find the Master Emerald and protect it. That shall be my goal until the moment I join my people in the Great Battleground in the Sky. One thing I have learned in pledging my life to this quest is that I have been betrayed again, and again. And again. And again.

Wade: Wow. I'm sorry that happened to you.

Knuckles: [feels bad] You know how that feels, don't you? To be betrayed?

Wade: Yeah. Yeah, I know how that feels.

Knuckles: By your father, who abandoned you like common gutter trash!

Wade: No, I got what you were saying. Thank you very much, though. [makes a promise] Warrior or not, I'm strong enough to know that I would never betray a friend.

Knuckles: You are stronger than you think, Wade Whipple.

Wade: I don't know about that.

Knuckles: On a scale of one to warrior, you are a three.

Wade: Really? I'm gonna put that on my dating profile. "Wade Whipple. Solid three". Now, come on. Let's hit the road, huh?

[On the road, Knuckles and Wade listen to "Rock You Like a Hurricane" by the Scorpions in the truck on the radio, aggressively headbanging and laughing. Wade drums the steering wheel.]

Knuckles: VICTORY!!

Wade: Ha-ha!

Knuckles: Yes! Turn it up!

[Wade turns the volume up, until the music is interrupted.]

Radio Announcer: The Rock Zone Special Report.

Host Reader: Alright, this just in, guys. Authorities have a manhunt out for a guy named Wade Whipple. You remember this guy? He was the sheriff's deputy who won the Hot Pocket-eating contest at last year's Spring Fest. That guy. There is a bounty out for the guy now. I mean, he is royally screwed.

Radio Announcer: Screwed.

Host Reader: I would not want to be that guy today. Alright, let's get back to the music.

[This announcement leaves Wade and Knuckles shocked and devastated.]

Wade: Oh, my God. I'm a fugitive! There's a bounty on my head! And I'm Munsoned out here in the middle of nowhere? What are we gonna do? [Knuckles destroys the radio with his fist.] You just love smashing radios, don't ya?

[On the highway during sunrise, the truck passes through a mileage sign for Reno, which is 700 miles away. Wade has fallen asleep while driving.]

Knuckles: Whipple!

Wade: [suddenly awakens] Oh! Yes?

Knuckles: First light has broken. We need safe harbor. Somewhere we can stay hidden and secure.

Wade: [gets an idea] I know a place we could lay low, but it's gonna mean going somewhere I haven't been in a really long time.

[Wade and Knuckles are at the front door of Wade's childhood home, as Wade rings the doorbell.]

Wade: Stay hidden, until I give you the signal.

Knuckles: Why?

Wade: 'Cause I think you're gonna freak people out.

[Knuckles hides as the door opens and Wade is greeted by his mother, Wendy, who is surprised by his arrival.]

Wade: Hi, Mom. I'm home.

Wendy: Wade, my little hamantaschen! [greets Wade with a kiss] How long has it been? Well, I can tell you exactly how long it's been. Two years, three months, and 13 days. Not that I'm marking my calendar.

[Both Wade and his mother laugh.]

Wade: Clearly. Uh, listen, Mom, it's good to be home. I-I do have something to...

[Wade's sister, Wanda, arrives in the front door.]

Wanda: [takes off her sunglasses] 'Sup, Wade?

Wade: [shows a little jealousy] 'Sup, Wanda?

Wanda: I gotta tell you. If you're... back here because you lost your squad car again, you wanna borrow Mom's Volvo, don't bother. Volvo is too much car for you anyways.

Wendy: Wanda...

Wanda: Maybe you should just stick to embarrassing yourself on the little baby scooter you've been taking on duty instead.

Wendy: [serious] Wanda!

Wade: Know what's embarrassing?

Wanda: What?

Wade: You are wearing a windbreaker inside.

Wendy: Oh, Wade.

Wade: There's no wind in here. That's insane!

Wanda: I bet my whole life is insane to a local cop like you 'cause I'm out there breaking cases, dude. I'm going undercover. I'm working for the FBI...!

Wade: What is that? Why do you say it like that?

Wanda: That's how everybody in the FBI says it.

Wade: Then they should reprint the jackets.

Wanda: That would be so dumb, Wade.

Wade: Why are you here? [to Wendy] Why is she here?

Wanda: Yo! I'm here protecting the SODOTOTUS. [Wade chuckles upon hearing that word.] That's the "Secretary of the Department of Transportation for the United States". He's rolling in, and I'm working his 'cade. That means motorcade. That's what we call it in the FBI because it saves valuable seconds so we can save more lives.

Wade: Mm-hmm.

Wendy: Are we done?

Wanda: Mm-hmm.

Wade: Mom, I need to tell you something. I, uh, brought someone here.

Wendy: [surprised] Oh. Oh!

Wade: Yes.

Wendy: A friend?

Wade: Well...

Wendy: A girlfriend?

Wade: Mm...

Wendy: Is she Jewish?

[Wade laughs awkwardly as Knuckles arrives at the door, and Wanda gets her battle stance ready.]

Knuckles: Great matriarch of the Whipple clan. [does a bow] I bow my head to you in respect, and I thank you for giving us safe harbor in our time of need.

[Wendy ends up fainting.]

Wade: [to Knuckles] Probably should have opened with your introduction in retrospect.

[In the dining room, Wendy has made many meals for herself, her children and Knuckles on the family table.]

Wade: Mom! You made all of my favorite foods, even the ones from the most obscure Jewish holidays! Everything looks so... brown.

Knuckles: [surprised] What... a... feast! I am famished, but where are the grapes?

Wade: They're in the wine, buddy.

Wendy: [arrives on the family table, holding two candles and sits down] Welcome, everyone. Family members and guests. [to Knuckles] Now... Knuchles. I'm not sure how much you know about the traditions of the Jewish people.

Knuckles: I know very little, but I admire your tiny hats. [Wendy laughs at this.] And I assume with a feast like this; the epics must tell of your great victories on the battlefield. At first glance, I thought you to be a malnourished weakling. But when you were cutting that meat, I noticed your arms are quite muscular.

Wendy: Oh.

Knuckles: Like a warrior!

Wendy: [flattered] Oh! Well. Thank you, Knuchles. I do Pilates three times a week. [to Wade] Wade, I like your friend.

Wade: [chuckles nervously] Okay, weird.

Wendy: Shabbat is the day of rest. It's about home. Every Friday, for three hours, the Whipple family, whoever's here, sits and eats together until the Shabbat candles burn out. And traditionally, the women of the home... [Wanda is texting to someone on her phone.] The women of the home light the candles. Wanda? Wanda, if you could help me?

Wanda: No way, Mom. I'm on a work call. SODOTOTUS might go to Macaroni Grill.

Wendy: Wanda!

Wanda: What?!

Wendy: No phones on the table!

Wanda: [clenches her teeth] It's work, Mom!

Wendy: [sighs] Alright. I'll do it myself. [uses a lighter to light the candles, and starts praying] Baruch atah Adonai, Eloheinu melech ha'olam, asher kidshanu b'mitzvotav...

[Wanda touches Wade's spoon.]

Wade: That's my spoon.

Wanda: That's my spoon, not yours. Your spoon is over there.

Wade: No, that's Knuckles' spoon. That spoon in your hand is my spoon.

Wanda: Oh. [throws Wade's spoon away] Oh, you know what? Sorry. That is your spoon.]

Wade: [gets up from the table and goes searching for his spoon] Where'd it go? Hey, Nolan Ryan, where'd you throw it?

Wanda: It went under the little table.

Wade: [sarcastically] Ha-ha-ha! So fun!

Wanda: It is awesome.

Wade: [still sarcastically] So funny! [finds his spoon but it is now dirty] Ugh. It's gross. [cleans his spoon by stirring it to his glass of water]

Wendy: Alright. Everyone, dig in. [The Whipple family and Knuckles all begin to eat their dinner.] So, Knuchles, tell me about your family.

Knuckles: [sadly] My people were killed by a race of giant owls.

Wendy: Owls?

Knuckles: I am now the last of my tribe.

Wendy: Oh. Our tribe has been through some tough times, too. Minus the giant owls. He's basically Jewish. [Wade chuckles over this.] How's the food?

Knuckles: [burps] Delectable. This soup. I've never seen balls so plump and swollen with flavor.

Wanda: [to Wade] Yo, your friend is wild.

Knuckles: And you say this is fish, yet it has the consistency of a wet sponge. I cannot stop eating it. [swallows the geflite fish]

Wendy: Gefilte fish. One of our planet's greatest mysteries. Oh, let me get you some more, sweetie. [serves Knuckles another gefilte] Now, tell me about these owls.

Wanda: [to Wade] Hey. How'd you get involved with this weird alien?

Wade: Look, it's not a big deal, but I've been working with a secret global law enforcement agency called G.U.N. [pauses briefly] Actually, you know what? It's a huge friggin' deal.

Wanda: [chuckles] There's no government agency called "G.U.N.". That's the fakest name I've ever heard, Wade. Plus, if they were lookin' for people, why would they recruit a small-time cop like you?

Wade: Look, I can't really talk about it, but I happen to know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy. And I'm doing all this work pro bono, which means for free.

Wanda: I know.

Wade: Way above the FBI pay grade, so you probably wouldn't understand.

Wanda: No, I knew what it is. I've heard of G.U.N. I know what it is, and I actually... I actually know a guy there, too.

Wade: [blows raspberry] You know someone from G.U.N.?

Wanda: Yeah. I do.

Wade: Mm-hmm. What guy do you know at G.U.N.?

Wanda: Jim... Jim Gunagent.

Wade: The G.U.N. agent you know is named Jim Gunagent?

Wanda: Yeah. That's right. Who do you know there? Who's your guy? Oh, who's your guy at G.U.N.?

Wade: [scoffs] The guy I know is actually... [clears his throat] also named Jim, uh... Gunagent, so I guess we probably know the same guy.

Wanda: Oh. Cool, cool, cool. So, I guess we both know Jim.

Wade: I guess we both know Jim. Cool, cool, cool.

Wendy: [laughs] Wade, did you know that Knuchles almost destroyed the entire planet, and then ended up helping save it?

Wade: Yeah, Mom. I was there.

Wendy: Oh.

Knuckles: And I'd gladly do it again, should I need to protect the Master Emerald. Oh, and Wade also contributed.

Wade: Thank you.

Wendy: That's my son.

Wanda: [sarcastically] Ooh! Sounds so important. I'm just wondering, like, what'd you do? Like, were you picking up coffees, or were you dropping off their dry cleaning?

Wade: If you must know what I did, right at the time that the head bad guy was gonna attack, I said, "Hey!" and distracted him for a split second. And then, Sonic really took care of it.

Wanda: Sounds highly unlikely!

Wendy: Wanda, back off.

Wanda: Mom, I'm just asking what he did on that day, okay? And he's saying crazy things! I don't know why you always have to side with him!

Wendy: Oh, Wade. No, you, too.

Wade: I didn't even say anything!

Wendy: Doesn't matter. I saw it on your face. The two of you. Ugh. I mean, I swear. If I could just have a moment of peace. [Knuckles looks at the Whipples very worryingly. Wanda kicks Wade’s leg.]

Wade: Ow! You suck! Sor--

Wendy: Wade, language!

Wade: I'm sorry, Mom, but she sucks so bad. [to Wanda, whispers] You suck! [gets his elbow punched by Wanda] OW! Mom! [to Wanda] You wanna fight? Let's do this! [stands up]

Wanda: [also stands up] Okay, let's go!

Wendy: [frustratedly slams the table] So HELP ME GOD! Do NOT make me use Krav Maga in my own home!

[The two siblings sit back down.]

Knuckles: [confused] What is this Krav Maga?

Wade: She used to be an instructor. Krav Maga, Israeli self-defense. Pretty hardcore stuff.

Knuckles: [to Wendy] I see. You train warriors as well.

Wanda: Y'know what? Whatever, Mother! Okay, you can't threaten us with your Jewish karate chops because I... AM A FEDERAL AGENT! Okay? I REFUSE TO BE SPOKEN LIKE THIS FROM A LOCAL POLICE OFFICER!

Wade: Federal agent this, federal agent that. You know what, sounds like to me someone doesn't really know Jim Gunagent.

Wanda: UH, DO YOU?!

Wade: Uh, no, because he doesn't exist!

Wanda: I KNEW IT! YOU LIAR!

Wade: Yeah, you knew it so much, you walked right into it.

Wendy: What did I do to deserve this? How many years of Shabbat spent alone? Now, both my children are finally home, and this is what I get?

Wade: I'm sorry, Mom. It's... [suddenly gets stabbed with a fork on the arm by Wanda, who is full of hatred and jealousy] OOOOHH!! OOOW!! OW! OOOOOOOOOOOOWW!!! [Knuckles reacts in disgust.] OH, GOD!! OHH! [to Wanda, angrily] Oh, I would PUNCH you in the face right now if you weren't an adult woman, and I wasn't an adult man, and that is just not accepted! OH, I HATE YOU!! [removes the fork from his arm] I'm going to my room! [gets up and leaves the table]

Wendy: Just go. Leave me here. Alone. Just like everyone. Just like that... good-for-nothing schmuck!

Wade: He's not a schmuck. [turns around] He's my dad.

[As Wade leaves for his room, Knuckles feels sorry for his friend.]

Wanda: Well, I'm glad I came. Another classic Whipple family Shabbat. [leaves the table as well]

Wendy: [to Knuckles] At least I'm not all alone this time.

[Knuckles and Wendy exchange warm smiles, as the latter holds the former's hand.]

[Wade is lying on his old bed, crying, until he hears someone knocking on his door.]

Wade: Umm... Don't come in here!

[It was Knuckles who entered the room.]

Knuckles: Wade? Are you injured? I thought I heard the quiet sobs of a child.

Wade: [dries his tears] I know. I don't know what you heard because everything in here is fine. I'm just, uh, curled up in the fetal position, you know? My mental health has never been better.

Knuckles: [looks around] Your quarters are fascinating.

Wade: Yeah? [gets up from his bed] Oh, yeah. My old room.

Knuckles: [gestures to the posters on the wall] What are these?

Wade: My posters? I got all the greats up there. Stallone, Keanu, Bryan Adams. Gods.

Knuckles: Ah, yes. I see. This is your pantheon of heroes.

Wade: Yeah. Spent a lot of time in here alone. Mostly dealing with my childhood abandonment issues, but...

Knuckles: [notices one poster showing a picture of a handsome British man] And who's this magnificent and powerful man?

Wade: Oh, that guy?

Knuckles: [reads the poster] "'Pistol' Pete Whipple". [realizes] Wait... This great bowling warrior shares your family name!

Wade: Yeah. That's 'cause he's my dad.

Knuckles: Your father... is the champion? He will be at the tournament? Wade Whipple, is this why we are going to Reno? To confront and dethrone your father?! This quest only grows more glorious!

Wade: What?! No! I didn't know that-- Are you telling-- Start from the beginning 'cause wait a minute. My estranged father is also gonna be at the bowling tournament? That is news to me. Uh, definitely didn't have anything to do with my decision-making process in the matter.

Knuckles: I see. [notices something] What is this?

Wade: That? [picks the object up] You wanna know what this is? This is my old Discman. Plays music. You wanna see something cool?

Knuckles: Mm-hmm.

[Wade opens his Discman, to reveal an old CD.]

Wade: "WadeJammerz '99". The single best CD ever to be burned. This mix is front-to-back bangers. I wonder if she still works. [puts on the headpieces and pushes the play button, and the Discman plays "All the Small Things" by Blink-182.] Oh, yeah. Yeah, you don't get quality like this from the streamers. Yeah, this is my jam. You got to hear this. [takes off his headpiece and puts it near Knuckles' left ear, so he can hear it]

Knuckles: Mmm. Ah. What does that mean exactly? To have a jam?

Wade: It's like, um, your favorite song.

Knuckles: I don't understand.

Wade: [pauses the song] Like... you don't have a favorite song?

Knuckles: No.

Wade: A jam is like something that pumps you up. You know, gets you jacked. It gives you the courage and bravery to do things that are out of the ordinary.

Knuckles: Is it a form of magic?

Wade: It is a bit like magic. You know, I had a friend who, when he listened to Alien Ant Farm, could lift a Toyota Corolla over his head. Swear to God, on my mom's life.

Knuckles: Hm... And this mix you made; it has jams?

Wade: Oh, yeah. "WadeJammerz '99"? Chock full of 'em. You listen to this mix, I guarantee you will be uttering the phrase, "That's my jam". [chuckles] My dad used to say that all the time.

Knuckles: Your father. Is he... the "schmuck" of whom your mother spoke?

Wade: That's the guy.

Knuckles: And he abandoned you? Giving not a second thought to his own flesh and blood? Discarding his only son like a piece of worthless junk!

Wade: Mm, your phrasing is rather hurtful, but yes. Every Friday afternoon, my dad and I would drive to the bowling alley, and we'd listen to this mix. You know, it was our thing, until it wasn't, but.

Knuckles: Hmm. [notices something else] And what is this?

Wade: Oh. That is... nothing. [nervously] Please don't look at that. Please don't investigate.

Knuckles: [takes out a cardboard of a muscular woman] Now this is a warrior. Who is this?

Wade: Uh, this is actually, um… just a cardboard cutout of, uh… Zap from the hit morning show American Gladiators.

Knuckles: Ah, yes. She definitely belongs in your pantheon of heroes.

Wade: Yeah, yeah, she was a beast. I've had her since I was a kid. I actually didn't even know I still owned it though.

Knuckles: But, what are these little indentations on her shoulders?

Wade: [still nervously] Uh, nothing. Definitely not where I hugged her too hard.

Wendy: [from the living room, offscreen] Dessert! Dessert, everyone!

Wade: Uh, y-you know, y-y-you should go for dessert. I-I'm not really feeling like it tonight.

Knuckles: Wade! These marks. They seem to be everywhere.

Wade: Okay! Enough time with Zap. Thank you. [laughs]

Knuckles: Okay. [leaves Wade’s room, and closes the door]

Wade: [to the cardboard of Zap, whispers] I'm sorry you had to hear that.

Cattleprod Bounty Hunter: [knocks Wade down] You got a price on your head, Whipple. And I'm here to collect. [activates his cattleprod; Wade sees a red light coming closer to the room, and snickers.] What's so funny?

Wade: Oh, nothing. You just picked a fight with the most dangerous warrior in the galaxy. And I'm his favorite student. [Knuckles arrives in the room, which made the bounty hunter shocked. Knuckles charges up with his Chaos energy and punches the hunter straight through the wall, making him fall to the other house.] That's gonna affect the resale.

Knuckles: [hears something in the house] We've got company.

[Wendy is cornered in the kitchen by two bounty hunters holding baseball bats, as she holds a pan to defend herself.]

Wendy: Your move, creeps. [grabs another pan]

Knuckles: [enters the kitchen] Mother Whipple!

Wendy: Knuchles, protect the candles at all costs. [throws one of her pans to the hunters]

[Knuckles charges to the bounty hunters, as he and Wendy fight them, destroying the kitchen in the process and keeping the Shabbat candles safe, as "Hava Nagila" plays in the background. Wendy and Knuckles knock out the last bounty hunter, who nearly falls into the candles... until he is grabbed and tossed to the floor by Wade.]

Wade: Mom! Sorry about the uh... house. [Wendy begins to smile.] You okay? Are you happy? Did I miss something?

Wendy: My kids finally came home for Shabbat. The whole family came together. To protect one another, to care for one another. What more could a mother want? Thank you, Knuchles. [Knuckles nods back.] This... is the best damn Shabbat dinner we ever had. [kisses both her children] Good Shabbos, sweetie. You too, darling.

Wanda: Thanks, Mom.

Wade: Good Shabbos, Mom.

[The Whipples and Knuckles watch happily as the candles finally go out.]

[Wade wakes up in a giant cage on wheels after being kidnapped by Jack Sinclair, which is attached behind a limo.]

Jack: Ah, that's a good chap. You're through the worst.

Wade: Really? Feels like I'm in the middle of the worst right now. Whatever this is.

Jack: Let me tell you the first rule of bounty hunting: Know your target like he's your former best friend. And in this case... [informs his app that he caught Wade] He is. The treasures one finds on Facebook Marketplace. The guy I bought it from was a total weirdo, though.

Wade: Jack, please don't do this to me.

Jack: I believe I already have.

Wade: Do you even know why there's a price on my head? Do you even care? When did you become so heartless?

Wade: The second rule of bounty hunting: Never let things get personal.

Wade: You're my best friend! This is very personal!

Jack: You're right, Wade. I should level with you. I'm in dire financial straits. Due to my lawsuit against an unnamed rainforest-themed restaurant franchise, I don't have two pennies to my name.

Wade: I told you, the robotic birds in that restaurant make the same joke no matter who walks in.

Jack: They were PERSONAL ATTACKS!!!

[Some crows in the sky caw and fly away because of Jack's loud shouting.]

Wade: OKAY! WHATEVER!

Jack: Never mind. Turning you in, equals turning my life around. But if it helps, I'm truly sorry.

Wade: [sarcastically] Yeah, that does actually help. Thank you.

Jack: Terrific.

Wade: Jack, think about it. How did we get...

[Jack pulls a lever, and Wade is electrocuted while holding the bars.]

Automatic voice: Do not touch bars.

Jack: Simple. I trapped you, lured you, and cleverly snared you. I was hoping for a little bit more of a fight, to be honest.

Wade: I mean, as friends. How did we get here? First Reno and the Renegades, now this stupid bounty. Did you ever value our friendship at all?

Jack: We had a good run, but you and I are like the frog carrying the scorpion across the river.

Wade: Oh, my God. Not with this story, it goes on forever.

Jack: You allow me to ride on your back; despite knowing I cannot resist my nature to sting you. Even if it means we both drown. Except, I'm also a scorpion who knows how to swim. An exquisite scorpion... with beautiful hair and a way with the ladies. Alright, let's get this show on the road.

Wade: Jack. JACK! [grabs the bars but gets electrocuted again]

Automatic voice: Do not touch bars.

Wade: Ouch!

Jack: [chuckles] Woo-hoo! [enters the limo while Bill and Mrs. Barnes look at him disgusted, while Susie plays with a Nintendo Switch] Sorry about that, gang. One quick drop-off, then it's Reno, baby. Woo! [pushes a remote control, and a karaoke machine is activated and plays "Send Me an Angel" by Real Life] Karaoke time. You ready, Susie's dad, whose name I can't remember?

Bill: For the third time, it's Bill!

Jack: [on mic] I don't care. [starts singing] ♪ Do you believe in Heaven above? Do you believe in love? ♪ Take it, Susie's dad. [throws the microphone to Bill, but it hits the window]

Bill: You didn't tell you were gonna throw it.

[In Wade's cage behind the limo, Wade's phone rings.]

Wade: Ah, come on. Dude. [answers the call] Jack, if this is a prank call, I am really not in the mood for it right now.

Knuckles: [on the phone] Listen to me, Wade. Time is of the essence.

Wade: Knuckles! You have to bust me outta here.

Knuckles: [on the phone] You must bust yourself out, Wade. By learning where a warrior's true strength lies.

Wade: Okay, I understand what you're trying to do.

Knuckles: [on the phone] You will travel to our ancestral lands, the Great Battleground in the Sky.

Wade: Fine.

Knuckles: [on the phone] Now, clear your mind and slip into a deep meditative state.

Wade: [closes his eyes and tries to mediate] I think it's working. I'm ascending.

[Inside the limo, Jack is still having fun to himself.]

Jack: Let's put some wattage in this cottage!

Wade: [on the live camera screen] I'm ascending to...

Jack: Electrocute! [pushes a button on the remote]

[Wade gets electroshocked by the cage's voltage and falls unconscious. The screen cuts to black.]

Automatic voice: Do not touch bars.

[Wade wakes up in a spiritual realm, which takes the form of Neon Nightz Lanes.]

Wade: Where am I?

Pachacamac: I'll tell where you are, Wade. [Wade screams upon encountering the echidna, who does so too.] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Calm down! [Wade stops screaming.] Here, let me make you more comfortable. [transforms into a bowling alley employee]

Wade: Whoa.

Pachacamac: Let's try again. I'll tell you where you are, Wade. The Great Battleground in the Sky!

Wade: [looks around] The Great Battleground in the Sky is... a bowling alley?

Pachacamac: Well, for you it is. For most people, this place has more of a Florida feel, with all-you-can-eat shrimp. But this... is your battleground.

Wade: Okay. Who are you?

Pachacamac: My name's Pachacamac.

Wade: [realizes] Wait. Knuckles told me about you. You're the legendary leader of the Echidna tribe.

Pachacamac: In the flesh, baby.

Wade: Well, it's an honor to meet you, Chief, um...

Pachacamac: Pachacamac.

Wade: Yeah. Chief... Pamachacaw.

Pachacamac: Pachacamac.

Wade: Parmesan.

Pachacamac: Pa...

Wade: Peh...

Pachacamac: ...cha...

Wade: ...jor...

Pachacamac: ...ca...

Wade: ...mar...

Pachacamac: ...mac.

Wade: ...za.

Pachacamac: Y'know what? Mac's fine.

Wade: Okay. If that's... easier for you. I certainly have no problem with the correct pronunciation.

Pachacamac: Yeah, right.

Wade: Things are starting to make some obviously clear and logical sense. Knuckles must've sent me here because this is my next lesson. Hold on. Are you gonna teach me something amazing and essential to my real-life predicament?

Pachacamac: I'm not just going to teach it to you, Wade. I'm going to have it sung to you as part of a low-budget rock opera. Now, please open your mouth. [takes out his wand]

Wade: Um, I'm not really comfortable with that. [laughs nervously]

Pachacamac: Just do it, man. Rainbow! [His wand shoots a ray of rainbows into Wade's mouth.]

[Wade and Knuckles enter the lobby and see many people having fun.]

Wade: Did you see the sign? Kevin James is headlining here.

Knuckles: The mall cop?

Wade: That means you know it's top-notch.

[Knuckles and Wade return to Green Hills on their motorcycle.]

Wade: Hey, Knuckles! How about some new road trip music? I call this mix "Knuckles and Wade Warrior Jammerz."

[Wade presses his phone and "The Warrior" by Scandal starts to play.]

Knuckles: What is this amazing song? Could this be? Yes. This is... [singing tune] my jam!

[They both ride on the sunset. The rest of the end credits continue normally.]

Video games	Sonic Adventure  (1998/2003)  · Sonic Adventure 2  (2001)  · Sonic Battle  (2003)  · Sonic Heroes  (2003)  · Shadow the Hedgehog  (2005)  · Sonic Rush  (2005)  · Sonic Riders  (2006)  · Sonic '06  (2006)  · Sonic Rivals  (2006)  · Sonic and the Secret Rings  (2007)  · Sonic Rivals 2  (2007)  · Sonic Riders: Zero Gravity  (2008)  · Sonic Unleashed  (2008)  · Sonic and the Black Knight  (2009)  · Sonic Free Riders  (2010)  · Sonic Colors  (2010)  · Sonic Generations  (2011)  · Sonic Lost World  (2013)  · Sonic Forces  (2017)  · Sonic Frontiers  (2022)  · Shadow Generations  (2024)
Films	Sonic the Hedgehog: The Movie  (1996) · Sonic the Hedgehog  (2020) · Sonic the Hedgehog 2  (2022) · Sonic the Hedgehog 3  (2024) · Sonic the Hedgehog 4  (TBA)
TV series	Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog  (1993-1996)  · Sonic the Hedgehog (SatAM)  (1993-1994)   · Sonic Underground  (1999)   · Sonic X (1 | 2 | 3)  (2003-2006)   · Sonic Boom (1 | 2)  (2014-2017)   · Sonic Prime  (2022-2024)   ·  (2024)
Comics	Archie Comics · IDW Publishing · DC X Sonic the Hedgehog