All language subtitles for She Spies - S02E17 - Stranded

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.