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[music playing]

THEME SONG: Here we go.

We're getting on the road till we stop, and then we'll shop.

So 1, 2, 3, now baby, here we go, go, go.

Here we go!

Here we go!

On a mission undercover and we're in control.

Here we go!

Here we go!

We're "Totally Spies" so get on with the show.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

[music playing]

[printing]

Huh?

[wind blowing]

[horse whinnying]

Huh?

Whoa!

[music playing]

[school bell]

- So what do you think? - Ooh!

That would be a great shade of eyeshadow.

Clover, we're not cruising the cosmetic counter at the mall.

This is a science lab, and I want to get an A.

Well, here's something that's sure to rate

an A plus on the social scale.

Cool, a Halloween party!

With a costume contest!

And a first place cash prize worth three totally cool

outfits from the mall!

[gasps]

I hate to squash your hopes, girls,

but I'll be winning that contest hands down.

Not with that costume you won't.

Excuse me?

What costume?

Oh!

Aren't you dressed as a wannabe teen queen today?

Or were they having a sale on so two years ago at the mall?

[game show music]

Yay!

Alex, quick!

[explosion]

ALEX: What the--

[shrieks]

JERRY: Hello.

That must have been a real blast.

Now let's get started.

A renowned scientist was abducted from a US military lab

late last night.

Where did that weirdo in the hood come from?

JERRY: That has yet to be determined.

The scientist's kidnapping is the third in a string

of strange abductions.

Who else was kidnapped?

A military general and a surveillance expert, all

from the same facility.

Jer, the girls and I are in a bit of a rush

to get to the mall and skim some great Halloween costumes.

Can we skip the details and get right to the part

about the mission thingy?

Very well.

Figure out how and why this hooded horseman

is abducting these military experts, then stop him.

So much for the costume contest.

Yeah, Clover.

Looks like we'll have to put our dreams

of beating Mandy on pause.

I can multitask.

JERRY: Inside you'll find your gadgets.

Pogo bounce sandals, laser heat curling irons, all weather

umbrellas, Head for Cover hover boards,

a mighty fine expandable mascara brush,

and last but not least, cat fight gloves with retractable

claws.

Oh, now there's a gadget made for Mandy.

Huh?

Don't forget to say Geronimo.

Whoa!

[missile blasting]

[music playing]

Geronimo?

For the past year, our team has

been perfecting a high tech cutting edge

laser beam for the military.

It's an electronic nullification device,

otherwise known as the END.

Cool!

I mean, how interesting.

We've examined the surveillance tape.

It appears whoever took your colleague took the END as well.

Well, if it's the END they were after,

then they're going to be mighty disappointed.

The END can only be controlled by this detonator.

Without it, the END is useless.

[wind blowing]

[horse whinnying]

[gasps]

SAM: Look out!

[shout]

Not so fast, horse boy!

[music playing]

[screaming]

SPIES: Whoa!

What happened?

Where are we?

I don't think we're in Beverly Hills anymore.

Huh?

Oh no.

You I don't think we're in the Valley?

[horse galloping]

SPIES: [gasping]

You guys, he's getting away!

Here, collateral.

Ooh!

[thud]

Bad horsie!

Help!

I'm being plundered by evil witches!

SPIES: Huh?

[townspeople shouting]

We're not witches!

We're from Beverly Hills!

Tis our duty to our beloved king

to rid the empire of evil witches!

We are not familiar with these hills of which you speak!

Burn them at the stake!

[shouting]

[horse whinnying]

Be right back!

Ooh!

[music playing]

Who are these people?

Apparently Halloween came early this year.

[shrieks]

That didn't go exactly as planned.

At least we lost those goons.

Now let's use our pogo bounce sandals to get out of here

and find Clover.

[bouncing sounds]

[music playing]

[beeping] - Whoa!

Whoa.

Stop!

Hello?

Hello?

Jerry, where are we?

Hold on.

I'm doing a global positioning search

to pinpoint your location.

Oh, this doesn't look right.

My data says you're in medieval England circa 1136 AD.

What?

Wait a second.

A hooded horseman, talk of witches,

and a group of people who have never heard of Beverly Hills?

Of course!

We're stuck in the Middle Ages.

Oh my.

Jerry, how are we going to get back?

We don't even know how we got here!

I'm working on it, Clover.

Please hurry, Jerry.

We want out of this Dungeons and Dragons nightmare ASAP.

Clover, are you there?

I-- I can't hear you.

Jerry, wait!

Come back!

I'm supposed to be at a Halloween party tonight,

and there's a big difference between fashionably

late and MIA!

Giddy up.

[music playing]

Uh oh.

Where's a girl's knight in shining

armor when she needs one?

Yeah.

[horse whinnying]

Hey!

[crash]

[music playing]

[shriek]

Whoa!

[thud]

Ouch.

Oozing and clumping, mighty fine my butt!

[music playing]

A little mascara can go a long way.

[bouncing sounds]

[music playing]

Don't those freaks ever give up?

Quick! Hide!

[music playing]

Whoa!

[gasping]

[fighting sounds]

[music playing]

Those two are the thieves!

Stop them!

[shrieks]

Stop!

You've got the wrong people!

It's not us!

[music playing]

Where are you taking us?

Let us go!

Did you really expect to get away with stealing

from our beloved king?

I've never stolen anything except maybe

second base in coed baseball!

We'll teach you that thievery will not

be tolerated in this kingdom.

Why do I get the feeling this is only going to get worse?

[rumbling]

[rocks falling]

[screaming]

SAM: Quick, our laser heat curling

irons can melt the chains.

[laser buzzing]

VILLAGER: There they are!

[gasps]

[interposing voices]

I hope Clover is having more luck than we are.

[music playing]

CLOVER: Must be one of those high tech dungeons.

[gasp]

What the--

[buzzing]

[horse whinnying]

So that's how he gets back through time.

Put him in the cell with the others.

[footsteps]

[gasp]

Oopsie.

[music playing]

Let me go!

I've never seen anyone quite like you.

Well, you probably don't hang out on Rodeo Drive much.

[gasp]

You're right.

I'm more of a Malibu kind of guy.

I take it you're not from around these parts.

A fashion sense and intelligent.

When I become king, you'll make a great queen.

Queen?

Yes.

You see, I come from a royal lineage of kings,

and thanks to a goody goody king from the Middle Ages,

my family lost their throne and their wealth.

Look, I'm sorry to hear that, but--

I don't need your pity, because with a couple

of crystals and some groundbreaking weapons,

I've come back from the future to knock him off his throne

and change the course of history.

And you will be my queen.

[smooching]

Ew.

OK, now you're starting to get all kinds of creepy.

What are you doing?

I'm going to use the END to destroy the king's castle,

reclaim my destiny, and then--

[laughs] --take over the world.

Whatever.

[whirring]

[blast]

[screams]

I've heard of acid rain, but not fire rain.

Yeah.

I hope when Jerry said all weather umbrellas,

he meant all weather.

[music playing]

[stones crumbling]

For a guy that snagged a zillion weapons

from the future, you never considered adding

an SUV to your collection?

Clover?

Charge!

ALEX: Sam, we've got to do something to save Clover.

The horseman's put some sort of high tech force field

around them.

[music playing]

[blast]

[shouting]

[gasp]

Help!

Is someone there?

[gasp]

Wow!

[giggles]

Curb it.

[shriek]

Hand over the crown, or I'll destroy the rest of the castle,

the entire village, and you!

[blast]

Huh?

[laughs]

You're no match for me!

Now surrender.

A king isn't made by sophisticated weaponry

and intimidation.

A king is made by the people who follow him,

and no one will follow you.

Yeah, whatever, pal.

Just hand over the crown, or I'll toast you.

[clattering]

Um, if you're done with me, I'll be leaving now.

Guards!

Take him to the dungeon and move my equipment and the others

to our new home.

Not so fast, Queenie.

I have a more fitting prison for you.

[music playing]

We might not have a glowing protection shield,

but these should do.

Gotcha!

[crash]

That dress looks lovely on you.

It looks like something from the bargain bin.

[sniffs]

And it smells like it too.

You're going to need to lose the attitude, babe.

My queen is all about obedience.

Perfect.

[clatter]

You're never going to get away with ruling this kingdom!

[laughs]

The kingdom?

With these weapons, I'm going to rule the entire world.

And when I get back to the future, I'll be worth billions.

[music playing]

These tin can dresses are harder to walk

in than my six inch platforms.

Oopsie.

[clatter]

Ouch!

Close call.

SAM: Yeah.

Looks like a surveillance room.

[gasp]

Clover!

Just go away.

Leave me alone.

Clover, it's us!

Oh, you have no idea what I've been going through!

This guy wants me to learn to play the harp,

embroider silk tapestries, and eat peacock.

How gross is that?

I'm guessing he's got an even more

despicable plan up his sleeve.

Believe me, he does.

He wants to make me his queen.

And?

And he's using crystals to time travel back to the past

and change it so he can go back to the present

and take over the world.

So what do we do to stop him?

CLOVER: Apparently his crystals control everything.

If we can get to them and destroy his equipment,

he's toasted.

Let's see what Jerry thinks.

The number's no longer in service.

What?

Jerry's gone!

And WOOHP's gone too.

If WHOOP's gone, that means when the horseman changed

the past, it triggered a chain reaction

and changed the future!

Oh, no.

That means Beverly Hills doesn't exist anymore either.

We've got to change it back.

Otherwise I've got no chance of beating Mandy

in that Halloween contest!

You really can multitask.

SAM: Let's go.

We've no time to lose.

This should do the trick.

They make this look a lot easier on TV.

Got it!

[crashing]

Make sure you get the END.

Where is it?

[whirring]

There it is!

SPIES: Geronimo!

This kingdom is mine!

[fire blasting]

[music playing]

CLOVER: Not if we have anything to say about it!

[blast]

SPIES: Whoa!

[fire blasts]

We've got to destroy the END before it

destroys everything else!

He's coming this way.

OK, girls.

Time to hover.

[blast]

[music playing]

[shrieks]

[music playing]

[blast]

[rocks tumbling]

[screams]

[crash]

[horse whinnying]

[gasp]

Come on.

We've got one more thing to do if we

want to get back to the future.

[laser whirring]

Sam!

Alex!

Behind you!

Take that!

BOTH: And for you--

Oh!

Let me go!

CLOVER: No chance of that happening in this century,

or any other for that matter.

The crown is back where it belongs.

MAN: The witches have taken over the kingdom!

Get her!

Get her!

Halt!

These girls are not witches!

The crystals, Clover.

Use the crystals!

[music playing]

Jerry, you're here!

Everything's back to normal.

And the case is solved.

Well done, spies.

I wonder if I'll ever get to see that cute king again.

BOY: And second place goes to Arnold as the periodic table

of elements!

Get ready.

We're next!

And first place goes to Mandy, as a Beverly Hills style witch!

Ah!

I can't believe it.

There's so many people I'd like to thank.

First, myself, for always being there for me.

Second, um, myself, for thinking this up.

I demand a recount!

You two are the judges?

No one likes a sore loser, Clover.

And face it!

Your costumes just aren't authentic enough.

Forget it, Clover.

These two Mandy clones know nothing about authenticity.

Could this day get any worse?

Actually, I think it just got a whole lot better.

Wow!

Hey, want to dance?

I'd love to!

[romantic music]

You'd think she'd be over kings by now.

Who knows, Sammy?

They say third time's a charm.

Huh?

[romantic music]

[theme music]