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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]

[clearing throat]

Ladies and gentlemen, the Bora Bora Resort Hotel

is proud to welcome the recipients of the Achievements

in Science Award.

Enjoy your retreat.

Huh?

Look!

[waves splashing]

SCIENTIST: They're beautiful.

I've never seen anything like that.

SCIENTIST: It's a new species!

Huh?

They're beautif-- oh!

[growl]

[screaming]

[buzzing]

[beeping]

Ah.

[groan]

What's going on?

Where am I?

MAN: [evil laugh]

[music playing]

PRINCIPAL: Don't forget, students,

Monday is school picture day.

Let's all try to look our best.

I am so not ready for picture day!

Tell me about it!

I totally don't know what to wear.

Should I smile this year, or go for the classic pout?

MANDY: Hello, pathetic wannabes!

I am getting my hair done by Maurice Maurice, the greatest

stylist in the world!

Only a master such as he can do justice to my beautiful locks.

[sighs]

MANDY: [laughs]

[shriek]

My hair!

Help!

[shriek]

Thank goodness.

Sam, you-- you-- you saved my life!

I saved your hair, Mandy.

[shriek]

My hair is my life!

I am forever in your debt.

From now on, we are friends.

I'll pick you up tonight to go to that new dance

club, best friend.

Uh, no.

Thanks.

No need to thank me.

See you at 8:00, BF.

Or we could go to a movie, or get something to eat.

Or how about a latte?

This would be like the best time

to get pulled away to WOOHP.

[buzzing]

Huh?

Sam?

Sam?

JERRY: Hello, ladies.

That was perfect timing.

Thanks, Jerry.

JERRY: Well, you're welcome.

I have something to show you.

10 of the world's top scientists were

at a conference in Bora Bora when something very odd

happened.

SPIES: Bora Bora?

Both

JERRY: Ho.

CLOVER: Those are so cute!

ALEX: Ew, those are so gross!

JERRY: Yes, well, those cute gross blobs

erased the scientists' memories completely.

WOOHP needs you to find out who is behind this and stop them.

This could potentially have dangerous global ramifications.

Now, let's get your equipment.

This is MUCA, multi-use cranium apparatus.

Everything you need to sustain yourself underwater.

Cool.

Do you have one in fuchsia?

Nuclear powered jet boots for underwater propulsion,

waist restrainers containing titanium

grappling hooks, a repellent spear

pistol, and infusion exploders.

And LIAB 9000, Lab in a Briefcase

for on the spot analysis.

And you'll need to bone up on your marine biology.

We have to study?

Last but not least, super cycles, voice activated.

SPIES: Wow!

Each cycle recognizes your own particular voice.

Simple commands such as go, faster, et cetera.

You tell the bike what to do, and it does it.

Allow me to demonstrate.

Start.

[engine whirring]

SPIES: Cool!

[fan whirring]

[laughs]

They're very sensitive.

SPIES: Stop.

Wow!

Now, there's no time to lose.

You must leave right-- - Wait!

I can't go! - Why not?

I left my new sunglasses at home.

Clover, please.

You didn't expect me to go to a tropical island

without my new sunglasses, did you?

Come on, Clover.

[helicopter engine]

MANDY: Sammy. - Huh?

Hey, girl!

Ready to hit the dance club?

Uh, Mandy.

I-- I-- I can't.

I've got to visit my-- my-- the sick aunt.

Ew!

I hate sick aunts.

But OK, I can help.

Any relative of yours is a relative of mine!

CLOVER: No!

Thanks.

She's got, uh, uh, monkey nucleosis.

Very rare and very contagious.

I wouldn't want you to get it. Got to go!

[door slam]

[music playing]

Now, this is where the attack took place.

Working undercover as tourists is the best.

Cool it, you guys.

We're supposed to be investigating here.

Who says you can't tan and investigate at the same time?

Oh!

Oh.

Ew, blob juice.

- Don't! - [shriek]

That's evidence.

Huh, the blobs aren't organic.

They're made.

Somebody manufactured these things.

We'll send this to WOOHP for further analysis.

Now let's check out those scientists.

SCIENTIST: Who are you?

SCIENTIST: Who am I?

SCIENTIST: Where am I?

[smack]

Mommy?

Hi, my name's Clover.

I'm taking biology this year.

When you get your memory back, you can help me on my mid-term.

[giggle]

Uh, who's biology?

[gasp]

[screams]

Mr. Hannigan, I will only say this once.

$1 billion must be left at Black Death Cove by tomorrow

morning at dawn.

If not, I promise you will regret it!

SPIES: [gasps]

This is the most horrible thing I could ever imagine.

MANDY: Hey, Sam!

Huh?

Hello!

No, that is the most horrible thing you could ever imagine.

What a totally amazing surprise!

I needed to get a tan for the school pictures.

I look like a mime.

And this is my favorite tanning beach in the whole world!

Where's Auntie Monkey Nucleosis?

Auntie who?

Oh! Oh, yeah.

Uh, she-- she got better.

Great!

Now we don't have to take care of that cranky loon.

We can hang out together, because that's what

best friends are for, right?

So what exactly are you all doing here, Sam?

Uh--

Um--

Well--

The hotel hired us to give dance lessons.

[music playing]

Yeah!

Yee haw!

This is the lamest thing I have

ever seen in my entire life.

[yawn]

Mandy needs her beauty sleep.

Night, Sam.

Meet me at the bazaar tomorrow morning.

We'll go shopping.

Just lose the losers.

See ya.

You better get rid of your friend!

She is not my friend.

You know, I have a prom coming up, and--

SAM: Clover!

Come on.

[music playing]

OK, we wait here with the money till somebody shows up.

Just let me know when the bad guys get here.

The bad guys are here.

What?

Only two of them?

This should be easy.

Yeah.

Too easy.

Huh?

Huh-uh.

Hm.

[buzzing]

SPIES: [gasps]

Run!

[music playing]

[coughing]

This is so bad for my skin!

SAM: Come on.

Let's get him!

Go!

Go!

Yeah!

Oh, I mean go!

[engines]

We'll never catch them.

Let's speed it up.

Ready?

1, 2, 3--

SPIES: Faster!

[engines]

[music playing]

SPIES: Supersonic!

[engines revving]

Hm.

Hey!

[brakes squealing]

Turn around.

[shriek]

Go the other way!

Ah!

[splash]

Woo woo woo!

Wow!

Hi!

Not you!

[music playing]

[engines]

[gasp]

Huh?

[music playing]

[car horns]

SAM: What the--

Wait.

[car horns]

Huh?

There it is!

Hey!

This chase is over, buddy.

I don't think so.

[splash]

Whoa!

[splash]

Sam!

Sam!

Are you all right?

Sam!

I've been looking all over for you.

Look at these fabulous things I got!

I am going to look gorgeous in these.

Who-- who are you?

She got blobbed!

Blobbed?

Ew.

What is going on? - Huh?

Uh, we were just playing a game.

Yeah. It's called who are you?

Who are you?

Sam is really good at it.

Well, I want to play too.

Uh, sure.

You can play the next round.

But you have to play it on jet skis.

Right.

Round two is on jet skis.

So go rent a jet ski, and we'll meet you at the marina.

Jet skis?

CLOVER: Go!

ALEX: Ciao!

Go.

[coughing]

CLOVER: Jerry, Sam got hit by a blob and lost her memory.

Don't let her out of your sight.

She's safest with you.

Listen, I have new information.

We analyzed the blob residue and traced it

to a man named Lester Crowley.

A janitor?

Well, he was a janitor at the Brooks

Marine Biology Institute.

He wanted to be a scientist.

Evidently, he tried some experimenting on his own.

At night, he secretly worked on a cure for memory loss

using sea creatures.

He was discovered, fired, and arrested.

[glass breaking]

He escaped and disappeared, stealing millions

of dollars worth of equipment.

You need to find him fast.

Good luck.

Marine biologist wannabe, huh?

I think I know where we should start looking.

[music playing]

I wish someone would tell me what is going on.

OK, your name is Sam.

Sam?

Am I a man?

No, you're a girl.

Switch on helmet subs.

Down!

CLOVER: Are you sure these are made for water landing?

ALEX: Of course they are!

[shrieks]

CLOVER: The Lester Crowley Underwater Research Institute.

I think this is it.

Now, how are we going to get in?

[explosion]

[shrieks]

Subtle, no.

Effective, yes.

Hey, what am I supposed to do?

Sh.

SAM: Can I go home please, wherever my home is?

This is not fun at all.

[machine whirring]

That's our man!

We will now implement the final phase.

I will unleash my vengeance upon the world, and then

utter chaos!

I will hold the world's memories in my hand.

We have to sneak back out, get reinforcements, and then--

SAM: Hey!

You in the white coat.

Do you know who I am?

Seize them!

Was that a bad thing to do?

LESTER CROWLEY: You look like intelligent young girls.

I think you'll enjoy a demonstration of the hatching

process of my blobs.

Observe.

After hatching, they search for the closest human brain

and suck the memory out.

I must go, but I do hope you enjoy the demonstration.

Is this, like, an initiation into a secret club

or something?

[music playing]

[groans]

[music playing]

[helicopters running]

[squishing]

[shouts]

[growls]

[helicopters running]

[jet ski engine]

[shriek]

Whoa!

[splatter]

Ow.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but thanks, Mandy.

What is going on here?

Uh, we're still playing who are you?

Wow, this is a really elaborate game.

[blast]

SAM: Excuse me, but this game is way out of control.

What about Mandy?

No time to worry about her.

She's safe below.

And more importantly, she's not following us.

[gasp]

[shriek]

Whoa!

Preparing approach to New York City.

[helicopters running]

[groaning]

Gee, you'd think he'd have a bunch of guards in here.

[gasp]

Hey, I was right.

[blasts]

SPIES: Whoa!

[growling]

Huh?

Hi-ya!

[giggles]

[music playing]

Whoa!

[glass breaking]

[growling]

[shriek]

Gotcha!

I don't feel so good.

What are you doing here?

Uh, do you have any of those little bags?

I think I'm gonna barf.

OK, Crowley.

It's over.

Turn the plane around.

OK, tell me right now exactly what is going on!

[shrieks]

We've got to destroy the rest of those blobs.

If we can jam the machine, we might be able to.

Can't reach the switch.

I need something long.

MANDY: My hair!

Sam, help me!

[shrieks]

CLOVER: It's gonna blow!

[glass breaking]

[shouting]

No!

Excuse me, spy girls?

I know you're busy tying up the bad guy and everything,

but who exactly is flying this plane?

[shrieks]

Hey!

What about me?

Huh?

Help!

[explosion]

ALEX: OK, I saved you.

But I do not want you as my best friend.

Got it?

[groaning]

OK, Crowley.

We've got to restore Sam's memory.

Where's the thingy with all the memories?

[grunt]

Huh?

Sam, do you know who you are?

Duh, I'm Sam.

We're spies for the World Organization

of Human Protection.

You know, WOOHP.

You two look tired.

Yeah, well, it's been kind of a long day.

Ha! You're back!

[giggles]

So have we found out who's behind this?

Did WOOHP get anything from the blob residue?

Ah!

Hi, Mandy.

Did we-- what is she doing up here?

Oh!

Oh my-- my gosh, you're all spies!

I cannot wait to tell everyone about this at school!

Girls, we got a problem here.

I don't think so.

[blast]

[shriek]

Hm.

MANDY: My hair!

[school bell]

I'm glad we erased part of Mandy's memory

so she doesn't remember we're you-know-whats.

Yeah, it's so great to have the old Mandy back.

[giggle]

Why are you girls even bothering

to get your pictures taken?

You'll never look as gorgeous as me.

Are my perfect teeth in focus?

Hey! Monkey boy!

You are shooting perfection here!

Work with me!

Ugh, I knew I should have brought my own photographer.

SPIES: Cheese!

[theme music]