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Relax, Duncan. We've got Sims in custody. We're on the plane.

The in-flight movie is... Oh, Deedee.

Seen it.

Oh, I'm so glad you called. When you guys didn't check in for two days,

I started to get worried.

Well, cell reception can be a little spotty in the South American rainforest.

The answer to the question, can you hear me now, is no.

But you'll call as soon as you get to Andrews Air Force Base?

Yes, Mom. As soon as we touch down, I promise.

So sweet. Duncan was worried about us. Aw.

Duncan's worried. I'm worried about us.

Who booked the flight on Hasta La Vista Airlines? Come on,

a dirt runway outside Caracas isn't exactly JFK.

Intel couldn't send in a jumbo jet. And besides, small planes are really safe.

Then why'd they weigh us? Jane, flying is safer than driving.

They don't weigh you when you get in a Buick.

Check your seat belts, please.

These cuffs are too tight.

Oh, really?

The last two weeks, you've tried to drown us, stab us, and shoot us.

Somehow, I'm not feeling your pain.

Here we go.

They asked me to wind the rubber band.

How much longer? Five minutes less than you asked me five minutes ago?

Every second counts when it could be your last.

Well, with any luck, we'll be out of Andrews and on a plane to L.A. by noon,

and I won't have to cancel my date with Larry. Who's Larry?

This hot accountant I'm seeing.

There's no such thing as a hot accountant. Got a great bottom line.

Yeah, they should really fix these potholes up here.

My mom always told me not to be afraid when you're

in an airplane because God flies right next to you.

Yeah, only if you're flying in first class.

Oh, I know. Let's do the sex quiz. Anything to make the time go faster.

Question number one.

How would you describe your style in bed?

Easy rider, B, master and commander, or C, daddy daycare?

Do the blender out.

Do what he said.

I'm on the cuffs.

No!

They're three career criminals with one shot at freedom.

Now they're working for the fags who put them away.

These are the women of She-Spies. Bad girls gone good.

Shane!

Come on, Shane, you're gonna be alive! Shane! Come on, Shane, please, come on.

Shane!

Oh, God.

Please tell me this is a bad dream.

Look on the bright side.

At least we didn't drown.

Washed up on a beautiful island.

Gee, Dee, that's swell.

Except for... What about... Cassie!

Cassie!

Cassie! Oh, my God.

What if she... No, don't say that.

Look, Ty's moving this way. Let's go, okay?

Cassie!

Cassie!

Excuse me, Mr. Cross, I need to... Not now.

Right.

Okay.

Normally I would say, yes, sir,

and slink back out obsequiously before incurring your wrath,

but I'm afraid I can't do that this time, sir.

Because?

It's the she-spy, sir.

They haven't checked in. I mean, they checked in last night before takeoff,

but they were supposed to call when they landed

at Andrews Air Force Base. It never landed.

Did you... I called every airport along the eastern

seaboard between Andrews and Caracas.

They haven't landed anywhere.

What about their... I called their cell phones, all three of them.

I can't get through. And the most disturbing

part is air traffic control can't find them.

They say the flight never happened.

It's because their pilot never filed a flight plan,

nor is he in radio contact with anybody on the ground.

Why not?

Because I told him to.

They're prisoner.

Clayton Sims is an American expatriate who runs a training camp for Al-Qaeda.

His followers are rabid fanatics.

According to intel, they're planning to shoot his plane right out of the sky.

With Sims on board? Well, to them, there's no higher honor than dying as a martyr.

That means that the She-Spies are... Missing.

They're missing, Duncan.

Okay. There are 2,400 miles between Andrews and Caracas.

Without any flight plan or radio contact,

there's no way of knowing when or where the plane went down.

We're gonna need help from the Pentagon.

ISD is not equipped to handle a search of this magnitude.

If I factor in wind and tide,

I can probably come up with some sort of computer model

that would at least narrow the search parameters.

Get me the chairman.

Excuse me, are you Duncan Blue?

Um, it's Baloo.

Or blue, whichever. Can I help you?

Totally. I'm Chloe Rodman, your new trainee this month.

Hi.

Oh, you're the Cal Poly graduate who majored in differential calculus.

And president of Kappa Delta for two years in a row. That's never happened before.

Wow, that's really amazing.

I know.

Yeah, so, Chloe, actually, we're in the middle of kind of a situation right now.

Three of our operatives are missing.

That's mega huge, right?

Right.

I'm working on a computer model right now to extrapolate

their position based on several intersecting vectors.

A non-linear set of multivariable equations?

Exactly.

We have reason to believe that their plane went down somewhere in the Caribbean.

Me and my best friend Brittany got lost once in the Caribbean. St.

Thomas is really confusing, especially downtown.

We were looking for the Ralph Lauren duty-free store,

but we ended up at the Gap outlet, which I am sorry is so last season.

Right, so, Chloe, because it's your first day of work and I'm so busy,

maybe you should just settle in, get acquainted, find the gym.

You guys have a gym here? That totally rocks. Is there a juice bar, too?

Uh, no.

I could start a petition. That's how we got Starbucks at the Student Union.

All it took was 500 signatures.

Yeah, that's a great idea.

You might want to mention that I'm a motivated

self-starter in my performance review.

Yeah. Oh, I have to write a review of your performance?

Uh-huh.

My first assignment. I'm so excited.

Me too.

Bye.

Cassie!

Cassie! Cassie!

What's that?

Cassie's shoe.

Well, if her shoe is here, then she's probably somewhere nearby.

Like the pilot from Castaway? I never saw it.

The pilot from Castaway was dead.

Tom Hanks took his shoes because he didn't have any of his own. Well,

Tom Hanks wouldn't want the shoe because the heel's too high.

Because posture's so important when you're trying to survive? Very funny, Deeds.

Tell Tom Hanks to keep his paws off my shoes.

You're alive!

Yeah, more or less. I even found my bag.

The baggage claim, Lagoon?

Better service than LAX.

Hey, you guys, since the three of us are alive,

you think anyone else made it from the plane?

The pilot and the co-pilot washed up on those rocks back there.

What's left of them, anyway. Yeah, and small planes are safe.

They are.

So that piece was supposed to fall off.

Any sign of sims?

No.

Better keep our eyes open for him, though.

Let's think positive. Okay, by now, Cross knows we didn't make it to Andrews.

So he probably has ships out looking for us.

All we need to do is signal one, and we're out of here.

Yeah, we've been walking down this coast for about three hours. See any ships?

That doesn't mean there aren't any. Look, guys,

I think our best bet is to set up camp here, make a signal fire,

and hopefully someone will spot it tonight. All right.

So I say we split up, search for food and water.

Oh, this is just like Indian princesses.

Excuse me? No, Indian princesses. Like Girl Scouts,

only with feathers in your hair and Indian names.

I hated Indian princesses.

My Indian princess name was Ray of Sunshine.

What was yours? I didn't have one. Yeah, you did.

You just don't want us to know what it was.

Fine, I'll tell you.

My Indian princess name was Little Pain on the Prairie.

What? I didn't hear you.

It was Little Pain on the Prairie.

Are you happy now? Yeah.

Hey!

It's a skeleton!

Just like the pirate ride.

Only without the animatronics.

Looks like we're not the first ones to get marooned here.

Hope our sunscreen lasts longer than his.

They have to be out there somewhere.

Keep me posted.

I have some good news.

Well, relatively speaking. I'm listening.

A tracking station in the Bahamas was monitoring an

unidentified aircraft at a heading of 39 Mark 5.

Before it flew out of range, it was 900 miles north of Caracas. Well,

that narrows our search down by 900 square miles. With the course headings,

I can probably narrow it down even further.

I'll need to revise my computer model based on

the new data, but... How long will that take?

30 minutes, maybe. Make it 15.

Any luck?

No food, no water, just an old bottle. Found my ops bag. Ooh.

M&M's.

Yeah, it's gonna save it for the trip to L.A.

on a plane where we didn't have to get weighed.

They survived the crash. Melt in your mouth, not in the ocean. All right,

let's see what else we got. Yeah, bottle of Aquafina.

Okay.

Ooh, makeup bag. Boy, we really did crash with Ginger.

Your bra!

And you're so excited about that. Why? We can

use it as a fishing net. It's not very big.

Excuse me? Foreign net. Let's see what else is in the bag.

Shoes. Binoculars.

Shoes. Scanner.

Shoes. Ew, what are you, Princess Nine, Wes? I

like shoes, okay? Yeah, I like sports.

I didn't pack a basketball. Too bad.

Tom Hanks made a friend out of a volleyball that he named Wilson.

That's because he was losing his mind.

Hairspray.

Brush.

Cosmo.

Let me see that hairspray. No, I need it after

you. I'm not gonna use it. Are you sure?

Because your hair's kind of doing a poofy thing on one side.

This is a pressurized can.

If we heat it, it'll explode. We can use it as a flare. I knew that.

How are we gonna launch it? I don't know. I'll think of something. All right,

we gotta get the signal fire going.

We can use Cosmo for kindling.

Oh, oh, wait!

What are you doing?

Saving this exquisite.

What? We never finished it. It's one teeny problem, guys.

How do I start a fire without a match?

The binoculars.

We can pop out one of the lenses and use it to focus the light. Think it'll work?

My brother used to burn off the wings of fruit flies. He used a magnifying glass.

Gee, is he still single?

Where are you going?

Inland. There's about an hour of sunlight left.

I'm going to see if I can find some berries. Don't forget the whipped cream.

No.

Surprise!

I got smoothies. The guy behind the counter was so mental.

He almost put my Femboost in your Bananarama, but I was like, hello,

I would dunk in one of Femboost. He's a guy.

And he was like, sorry. And I was like, whatever.

Huh, yeah, you know, do you know where my notes are?

Oh, I'm such a bonehead. I was going to neaten this

stuff up before you got back from research.

Oh, oh, no. Oh, I'm a total mess. Oh, here, let me get that.

You know what?

I hope this won't go into my review.

No, don't worry about it.

You should go back to the smoothie shop and work on your juice bar petition.

Well, you don't need me here?

No, no, no, no. I don't want to waste your talents

on such a menial task as cleaning up.

You are the best boss ever.

But you shouldn't frown so much. You'll get 11s.

Oh.

The little lion's right here.

Oh, huh. Yeah, thanks for the tip.

Bye.

Did I miss anything?

This is the part where one of you usually says something.

We're not speaking to each other.

What happened?

I caught a fish. A fish!

With your bra.

She throws it back in because it's too cute to eat.

Did you find any berries?

Better.

Worms.

Let me get this straight. I got to eat worms when I could have had filet of soul?

It wasn't soul. It was Nemo.

It was food. I thought we weren't talking. Come on, guys.

I know you're mad at each other, but it's just the three of us out here.

You know, I heard the best way to resolve anger

problems was role-playing each other.

Where'd you hear that? My magazine.

Then it must be true. It'll help you guys understand

each other better. Shane, you be Dee Dee.

Fine.

Hi, I'm Didi.

I'm sickening sunshine and nauseating happiness all the time. Oh, wanna play a game?

Hi, I'm Shane. I'm really mean and grouchy. I'm gonna beat you up.

Gee, Shane, don't be upset with me for making us eat worms.

Cassie was supposed to pick berries.

Yeah, that's right. It's all Cassie's fault.

Yeah, actually, it is Cassie's fault.

Hey, you guys are agreeing on something already. Thanks, Dr. Phil.

She can't be Dr. Phil. She has way too much hair.

I'm sorry for calling you nauseating. Sorry I called you grouchy.

Truce?

Truce. Truce.

All right, we got to get off this beach. It's getting cold. Oh, where to?

Quaint waterfront cottage?

Close.

To a quaint waterfront cave. It's just behind those

cliffs. Central heating? Turn down surface?

No, it's dry.

Oh, I know.

We can make a fire and do the sex quiz.

Yeah.

Okay, guys, we're on a deserted island, and you want to do a sex quiz?

It'll keep us awake while we wait to be rescued.

Oh, Chloe, please, I can't take any more surprises today.

Oh, no, this is a good one. I wanted to make up for spazzing out earlier,

and I know it's kind of a Martha thing, but I straightened up your files.

Oh, you didn't have to do that.

Yes, I did, Mr. Messy. It's amazing you could find anything,

so I put all of your paper into color-coded, scented files. See?

Pine is for field reports. See, my file smells like kiwi,

so if you feel inspired to know my excellent organizational skills, think fruity.

Right. Chloe, listen.

Intel has given me this really, really important project.

No way. Way. But the thing is, with the She-Spies missing, I don't have the time.

So... Well, wait, wait, wait.

Maybe I could help.

Maybe.

Oh, no. What about the juice bar petition?

Oh, this is more important than the juice bar petition.

This is top secret.

Believe me, I know how to keep a secret. I mean,

no one in my sorority knew that I was wearing Calvin Klein to the homecoming dance,

well, except for my best friend Brittany and my other best friend Skylar,

but I would never tell them about this.

Okay, Chloe, here's what I need you to do.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

I didn't sleep through being rescued by hot navy sailors, did I?

Nope.

But I scored the sex quiz.

I'm a sexy señorita, Shane's a hot honey, and you're a coy confuser.

Well, this coy confuser wants breakfast.

Okay. We got fried worms, scrambled worms, and worms over easy.

You go first. No, I think you should go first.

You're the leader. OK. Well, as the leader, we'll do it at the same time.

On the count of three. One, two, three.

I don't think we should hog all these yummy worms for ourselves.

Yeah, we should save some for Shane.

Where is she?

She went to clean up.

She's been gone over an hour.

I kind of long for a girl who won't use hairspray.

She wouldn't just wander off without telling us.

She didn't.

She was dragged up the beach. The Sims.

It was Sims.

Figures he'd survive.

Doesn't make any sense. Why would Sims leave Shane here if he wanted a hostage?

Our camp. Oh, my God. Let's go.

That felt good.

All right, that should hold him.

Could I have some water, please?

My throat's just... What should we do?

Nothing.

We can't just let him die of thirst.

Yes, we can.

Dee Dee's right. If we let him die, we're as bad as he is.

I don't believe this.

So now we die faster.

Why do you always have to make things sound worse than they really are? Hi,

I'm Dee Dee, Little Miss Ray of Sunshine. We're gonna die, but that's okay. Hi,

I'm Shane, Little Miss Payne on the Prairie.

We're gonna die, so I'm gonna make it miserable for everybody.

Come on, guys, we can't waste our energy arguing, okay?

We need food, we need water, and we need firewood if we're gonna survive out here.

Hi, I'm Cassie, I'm a little bossy.

Really, really bossy.

At least you guys are agreeing again.

I'm gonna get some more wood.

I'll look for food.

Untie me, I can help.

Four is better than three.

You're not gonna make it without my help.

We almost didn't make it because of you. But thanks for volunteering.

What are you doing?

Looking for seaweed.

Seaweed's not a food, except for tuna.

It's a delicacy in Japan.

Do I look Japanese to you? Look, if you keep an open mind, you just might like it.

Steve, it's time to get out the water. Come on.

Just because you don't like seaweed doesn't

mean you have to ruin it for the rest of us.

No, man, it's not about the seaweed. Just get out the water, slowly. Why?

You don't want to know.

Sit down. Let me see.

Let me see.

I think you're supposed to suck the venom out.

Your toe?

Can't you do it? The point is to get the poison

out of my system, not suck it back in.

Oh, man. Are you sure that thing was poisonous? Are you sure it wasn't?

Okay, but this does not leave the island.

Pentagon can't call it off yet.

Yes, Mr. Chairman, I am well aware that we're spending taxpayer dollars.

Just give me one more day.

Excuse me. Hi, I'm Chloe Rodman, Duncan's trainee.

Yes, I'm well aware of who you are, Miss Rodman. What can I do for you?

Duncan gave me this top secret project to work on,

which I'm sure you know about since you're his boss.

Refresh my memory.

Well, you know the surveillance report on how many cars

went in and out of the comms tent garage today?

Go on.

Well, I've sorted them according to license

number and cross-referenced them by color,

just like Duncan wanted. Then I put them in this way-cool folder,

but I can't just leave it on Duncan's desk because it's classified,

and I can't find him, so I can't go home, which ordinarily wouldn't be a problem,

except that me and Brittany and Skylar were

planning on watching Miss Universe tonight.

Right.

You can leave the file with me.

You are so hip for someone over 30. Bye!

How's Dee Dee doing? She says she feels a little dizzy.

I don't know if it's from the dehydration or the stingray. Or the roasted worms.

Yeah, they weren't so bad.

Kind of tasted like chicken.

Larry, the accountant, was gonna take me out to

that famous fried chicken place in Buena Park.

They have great biscuits. Yeah, so does Larry.

Oh, my God. I never thought you'd notice.

No, not, oh, my God, Larry's biscuits. Oh, my God, there's a ship!

Oh, my God.

The flare! The flare! Go, go, go! Get some fire!

Come on. Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Hurry!

Light the fuse! Light the fuse! Oh, baby, come on. It's getting farther away!

It's almost there. It's almost gone!

Do it!

Now!

Oh, my!

Isn't it supposed to do something?

Like explode?

Yeah, something like that.

Houston, we have a problem.

Stay tuned. She Spies will be right back.

Man, it worked when MacGyver did it. You mean that thing you see on TV?

Don't you?

Here. Man, save it for Dee Dee.

I'm fine, really. Look, I can't afford to have both of you sick. Come on.

What would the plan be yet?

Not even a C or a D. I know a way up the island.

Yeah?

Then why are you still here?

There's a beacon to warn the ships away from the reef.

The generator's busted.

But if we hook it up to an alternate power source,

we might be able to send out an SOS.

And we just happen to carry an alternate power source with us?

Well, this scanner should do the trick. Been after eight hours in the ocean?

It's waterproof, look!

Oh, come on, it's either this or wait until the crew of Survivor 14 shows up.

Untie me and I'll take you there.

No deal. But you can tell us the shortest way to get there.

No deal. No water.

East, past the tide pools.

I'll stay with Sims.

You sure you'll be okay?

Yeah, I'm just a little lightheaded, that's all.

Okay, we'll be back as soon as we can.

What did Intel think of my report?

What report? Oh, yeah, they were very impressed.

Does someone smell a Kiwi file?

My review?

Oh, right, I'll make a note.

So, what's my next assignment?

Work on that juice partition.

Oh, yeah, duh.

Oh, I thought you might want to know, I was cleaning off your notes,

and I noticed that that minus sign kind of got smeared into a plus sign.

No, it's supposed to be a plus sign.

No, it's not. See, x equals 2y plus 5, so y equals x minus 5 over 2.

Oh, my God, you're right.

That means that my computer model must be off by, uh... 469 nautical miles.

Right. Whoa. Did you just do that in your head? Yeah.

So, big wuff.

I never thanked you for that drink of water.

Flames are really beautiful. If you stare at

them for a long time, you start to see faces.

There's Tom Hanks.

Hi, Tom Hanks.

Please, Dee Dee, let me go. I won't hurt you.

You're a terrorist.

You hurt people for a living.

We're all gonna die here.

Can't you give me the chance to fight for my life?

Not listening.

Oh, no.

You're not going anywhere.

Oh, no.

Excuse me, sir.

There's a problem with the computer model. One of my equations was off.

One of your equations was off?

Chloe spilled smoothie on it, and a minus sign turned into a plus sign.

I see.

Is that why you assigned her the top secret car counting mission?

I'm sorry.

I know she has a genius IQ and everything,

but a woman like that could single-handedly take down the entire U.S. government.

I mean, I don't know what I'm going to write on her performance review.

She's really nice, and she's very pretty,

and she can do differential equations in her head and everything,

but she spills things, and she moves things around. Duncan, the new coordinates.

Right.

They're right here.

I'm sorry about babbling like that. I guess I'm pretty upset about the she-spies.

We all are.

I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to them.

We'll cross that bridge when... if we come to it.

I've never told this to anyone before, but all the she-spies are really special,

but one of them is really, really special.

To me, anyway.

I'm sure Dee Dee thinks you're special, too.

You know?

How many other guys will know?

It's okay.

We all have someone who's special.

Dee Dee! Hey!

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

The synths got away. But never mind about me. What happened with the beacon?

We used it to send out an SOS until the battery died. It cut through the cord.

Yeah, see? I told you it got away.

Okay.

Nice hat.

TV, I'm not wearing it. I'm glad you like it.

Guys, he took the water. What about the M&Ms?

Those are gone, too.

Except for the blue ones.

It's okay.

I told Tom Hanks to bring us some snacks.

We don't have much time.

Yes, I understand that, sir, and yet there has to be a way to... Yes, Mr. Chairman.

Thank you.

That didn't sound good. Pentagon's called off the search. What? They can't do that.

Yes, they can. It's costing the government too much money.

They called in their ships an hour ago.

But I know where the she-spies are. At least I think I do.

Go on.

I've been monitoring civilian radio chatter in the search area.

A commercial fishing boat spotted a beacon flashing an SOS sign.

I've got the longitude and latitude.

I hope I'm not interrupting anything important.

But I haven't gotten your signatures on my petition yet.

Not right now, Chloe.

You're frowning again.

The Pentagon called out the search and rescue mission.

For the she-spies?

That is totally bogus. I am calling Uncle Bobby right now.

Bobby?

He's the one who got me in the ISD training program.

He works at the Pentagon as the Joint Chief of something.

Is your uncle Robert McCarron the head of the Joint Chiefs of Staff?

That's the one! I know, chief sounds kind of lame,

but it's some really important job.

Use my phone.

Looks like we're gonna need more firewood.

Go get it.

We're out of food.

And we're out of water. You really think we're gonna make it off this island alive?

Tom Hanks didn't cast away.

Brooke Shields did in Blue Lagoon.

Madonna did in Swept Away.

That wasn't necessarily a good thing.

No, seriously.

Maybe it's time to put a message in Dee Dee's bottle and send it out to sea.

Anyone special you'd want to say goodbye to?

Someone.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

Hey, how you doing?

Fine, fine, fine, fine.

You want to sing camp songs?

Didi? Didi?

Didi, you've got to hang in there. Didi, this is not camp.

Look at the pretty helicopter. Didi.

Didi, you're hallucinating. Didi.

No.

Oh, my God, you're right.

Get out of here! Look!

Hairspray!

I can do my hair before we leave. I'm gonna go get a brush. Yeah,

forget about your hair. We're going home!

We're going home!

Not yet!

That chopper's taking me home.

But don't worry, I'm sure the pilot will come back for you.

Oh, that's right.

I'll have to slit his throat.

So maybe you shouldn't wait up after all.

He'll never get away with this.

The government doesn't negotiate with terrorists.

That's why she's my hostage.

They either do what I say, or I slit your throat.

Whoa!

Tom Hanks!

I'm so glad you're okay.

G-Spies will be right back.

Cassie!

Dee Dee! Hey!

Oh, Shane. I'm so glad you guys made it.

Never thought I'd say this, but happy to be here.

After you guys called in and said you were coming home,

I looked up that stingray that attacked Dee Dee, and according to your description,

it was most likely a manta ray and not a stingray.

It's deadly, huh?

Actually, no. The venom is entirely non-toxic.

Your delirium was probably caused by dehydration.

That's what the doctor said. Wait a second.

You mean I sucked your toe for nothing?

No, not for nothing.

You're trying to save my life.

Wait a second.

You sucked her toe?

Now she has a new Indian name.

Princess Sucking... Don't.

Oh, God.

She saw me. Who saw you?

Chloe, my new trainee.

I have to write her a performance review,

and I don't know what to do because she's really nice,

but she's also kind of a space cadet.

Oh, she can't be that bad.

Her uncle is the head of the Joint Chiefs.

She thinks he lives in a teepee.

Oh, here she is.

You guys must be the She-Spies! It is so great to finally meet you!

Duncan's told us all about you, too.

And I know he's gonna write you a terrific review.

Actually, that's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.

Saving the world from evil is like a really cool job,

but I've decided I'd rather be a supermodel.

Well, I guess there's more than one way to serve mankind.

Does that mean you won't be coming back?

I'm really going to miss you,

but I've got an appointment at Wilhelmina in like an hour. So bye.

Oh, Duncan, you might want to do something about that worm in your computer.

What worm?

I got this email, and I thought it was from my best

friend Brittany or my other best friend Skylar.

I gotta go.

Bye again.

Bye.

Ladies.

You're looking well.

Well, after a paid vacation on a private island, why wouldn't we look great?

It's good to have you back.

That's it?

No.

You're the best spy in the world, Dee Dee? You deserve a raise, Shane.

I don't know what I'd do without you, Cassie.

You are.

No.

And I don't.

I think he just said some really nice stuff about us.

Except for the Rady's part.

You think he meant the other part?

Yeah.

I think he did.

A mob kingpin is killing off government witnesses.

Keeping the last one alive will be murder.

It's a mission that will end in a betrayal by

the last person the She-Spies ever expected. Kill her.

On an all-new She-Spies.