Gently, EVE rested WALL · E against a pile of trash. Opening his chest, she saw that his circuitry had been burned by Auto’s electric blast. She knew she had to do something fast, so she began searching in the garbage for a circuit board to replace WALL · E’s ruined one.
M-O approached WALL · E. He gently began cleaning him, now as an act of friendship. All this time, M-O had been madly chasing WALL · E, intent on scrubbing him clean. Now he massaged WALL · E’s metallic exterior with his softest brush. WALL · E had made M-O see the world differently, too.
EVE returned with a large selection of circuit boards. Then she reached out to hold WALL · E’s hand—the one thing he had wanted from her all this time. But instead of giving his hand to her in return, WALL · E offered EVE the plant, which he had kept in his chest cavity.
Struggling to communicate, WALL · E insisted that EVE complete her directive. But EVE no longer cared about her job. She only cared about WALL · E. Tossing the plant aside, she began trying to repair him.
“Rrr.” WALL · E struggled to say “Earth.” EVE finally understood: If she wanted to repair him, she would have to get him back to Earth, to his home, where he kept all his spare parts.
EVE grabbed the plant. She no longer needed it to complete her directive. She needed it to make the Axiom return to Earth so that she could save WALL · E.
Quickly, she scooped up WALL · E and raised her blaster arm to the ceiling. There was a faster way out of this place, but it meant blowing a hole in one of the lower levels of the ship. BOOM!
M-O jumped on, too, as EVE flew WALL · E out of the trash bay.
Down in the robot service tunnel, the ship’s stewards were feverishly trying to round up the escaped reject-bots, when the entire service hall began to shake. One steward was trying to stop the defective paint-bot from applying yellow lines to the floor. The paint-bot was confusing all the service-bots, who were trying to stay on their lines to follow their directives.
A low rumbling seemed to be coming from far below them. The steward was moving toward the noise when WALL · E, EVE, and M-O burst into the long corridor.
The steward sounded his alarm. He snapped a photo, focusing in on EVE and WALL · E ... and the plant.
EVE, WALL · E, and M-O took off down the corridor with the paint-bot leaking paint behind them. The paint-bot was humming the song he remembered WALL · E playing in the repair ward. That gave WALL · E an idea. Still weak and barely functioning, he managed to press the Play button on his chest. The tune echoed faintly through the hallway. But it was enough to lure the timid reject-bots out of hiding. Their hero had returned!
In only moments, the steward’s photo had become a WANTED! poster. Images of EVE with WALL · E holding the plant flashed all over the ship. On the bridge, Auto saw the picture. He couldn’t believe his eye. “Not possible,” he moaned.
Below the bridge, locked in his quarters, the Captain noticed a flash on his computer screen. It was the EVE Probe, the dirty trash-compacting robot ... and the plant!
The Captain’s eyes lit up. A look of determination came over his face. He searched through the manual again and saw a picture of the holo-detector’s activation button. Now he knew what he could do to help. He realized that he did not have to put the plant in the holo-detector to set the course for home. The EVE probe could do it without him.
He stared at the ceiling. Somehow, he had to get through that trapdoor and up to the bridge so that he could push the button.
The Captain rolled out of his hover chair, moved under his personal console, and started rewiring his computer. Soon his image and voice showed up on every holo-screen throughout the ship. He was sending a message to EVE.
“Pssst! Hey! Hey! This is the Captain. I’m locked in my room. Probe One, bring the plant to the lido deck. I’ll have activated the holo-detector. Now, hurry! Auto’s probably going to cut me off, and—”
The air was suddenly filled with static. But EVE and WALL · E had gotten the message. Instead of heading toward the Captain, they changed direction. They went up toward the lido deck ... and the holo-detector.
伊芙溫柔地將瓦力靠在一堆垃圾上。她打開他的胸腔,發(fā)現(xiàn)他的電路已經(jīng)被傲特的電擊燒毀。她知道自己必須盡快采取行動,所以她開始在垃圾堆里尋找合適的電路板來替換瓦力被毀壞了的。
莫走近瓦力,開始溫柔地給他進行清潔,現(xiàn)在是出于友誼。一直以來,他瘋狂地追著瓦力,一心想把他擦洗干凈。現(xiàn)在他用他最柔軟的刷子按摩著瓦力的金屬外殼。瓦力也讓莫有了一個不同的看待世界的角度。
伊芙帶著她選的一大堆電路板回來了。然后她伸手去握住瓦力的手——這是一直以來他唯一希望她做的事。但是,瓦力沒有去握她的手,而是把放在胸腔里的那株植物給了伊芙。
瓦力努力和伊芙交流,堅持要伊芙完成她的指令。但是伊芙不再在意她的使命,她只在意瓦力。她將那株植物拋在一邊,開始試圖修復(fù)他。
“地——”瓦力掙扎著想說出“地球”。伊芙終于明白了:如果她想修好他,她就得將他送回地球,回到他的家,在那里他收藏著所有維修他的配件。
伊芙抓住了那株植物。她不再需要它來完成她的指令。她需要它讓“功理”號回到地球從而挽救瓦力的生命。
她迅速抱起瓦力,舉起她的爆破槍抵著天花板。離開這個地方有一條捷徑,但那意味著在飛船的低層炸出一個洞?!稗Z!”
伊芙帶著瓦力飛出垃圾站的時候,莫也跳了上去。
在機器人工作隧道的遠處,飛船上的乘務(wù)員機器人們正手忙腳亂地努力圍捕脫逃的殘次品機器人,突然整個服務(wù)大廳開始搖晃。有一個乘務(wù)員機器人正在努力阻止一個出了故障的油漆工機器人往地上涂黃線。那個油漆工機器人讓那些正試圖沿著預(yù)定路線執(zhí)行指令的餐廳服務(wù)機器人都糊涂了。
離他們很遠的下方隱約傳來一陣低沉的隆隆聲。瓦力、伊芙和莫沖進長長的走廊的時候,這個乘務(wù)員機器人朝著響聲傳來的方向走來。
這個乘務(wù)員機器人拉響了他的警報。他拍了張照片,焦點是伊芙和瓦力……還有那株植物。
伊芙、瓦力和莫飛起來向著走廊遠處飛去,而那個油漆工機器人還在他們后面噴著線。油漆工機器人正哼著歌,他記得瓦力在維修間里播放過這首歌。這讓瓦力有了一個主意。仍然虛弱且?guī)缀跻褑适泄δ艿乃Π聪铝诵厍暗摹安シ拧辨I,這首樂曲輕輕地回蕩在走廊里。但是這足夠吸引那些膽怯的殘次品機器人從躲藏的地方走出來。他們的英雄回來了!
片刻之后,那個乘務(wù)員機器人拍的照片就被制成了一張“通緝令”海報。飛船上各處都閃現(xiàn)著伊芙和瓦力拿著那株植物的照片。艦橋上的傲特看見了這張照片。他覺得難以置信?!安豢赡??!彼胍鞯?。
艦橋下面,被鎖在艙房里的船長注意到他的電腦屏幕亮了。是伊芙探測器、那個臟兮兮的垃圾壓縮機器人……還有那株植物!
船長的眼睛亮了起來。他的臉上露出堅毅的神色。他再次查遍操作手冊,看見了一幅全息探測儀啟動按鈕的圖片?,F(xiàn)在他知道自己可以做什么來幫忙了。他明白他不必把那株植物放到全息探測儀里也能設(shè)定回家的航線。伊芙探測器不必找到他也可以做到。
他盯著天花板。不管怎么樣,他必須通過那扇活動天窗,回到上面的艦橋,才能按那個按鈕。
船長從他的懸浮椅里翻身下地,走到他的個人操縱臺下,開始重新給他的電腦接線。很快,他的影像和聲音在飛船的每一塊全息影像屏幕上出現(xiàn)。他在給伊芙發(fā)送口信。
“噓!嘿!嘿!我是船長。我被鎖在我的艙房里。探測器一號,將那株植物帶到泳池甲板。那時候我應(yīng)該已經(jīng)啟動全息探測器了???,馬上!傲特可能馬上就要切斷我的信號,而且——”
空中突然充滿了靜電干擾。但是伊芙和瓦力已經(jīng)收到口信了。他們改變了方向,不再朝船長那里趕。他們向上趕往泳池甲板……和全息探測器。