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THEME SONG: Here we go we're getting out on the road

until we stop, and then we'll shop.

So one, two, three, 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 the Totally Spies so we'll get on with the show.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

[music]

And how may I help you?

Let's see, well for starters, you can hand over all

the cash you got in this dump.

[alarm]

Nobody move.

[coughing]

Cheese.

[school bell]

Ta-da!

[gasp]

So what do you think?

Well, you're outfit is very bright.

I'm hoping in will remind that hot new transfer

student of his homeland.

Where is he from again?

Texas.

OK, here goes.

[gasp]

So Billy-Bob, if you're not too busy tomorrow night,

maybe you'd like to go line dancing with me.

Beverly Hills style, that is.

Well, that's mighty hospitable of you, Mandy.

I'd love to.

Great!

I'll pick you up at 8:00.

How dare you steal my look.

Please, I was into Texas way before you.

Yeah, Mandy practically invented the rhinestone.

Totally.

Besides Billy's made up his mind.

[screaming]

That girl is a fashion thief, and she is not

going to get away with this.

[bang]

[screaming]

Terrific, the last thing I need right now

is another stupid WOOHP spy mission.

What the--

[gasp]

[zap]

Ouch!

What's this all about, Jerry?

I think you girls know what this is all about.

Cheese!

Is this some kind of sick joke?

That's not us robbing that bank.

I am very disappointed in you girls.

Throw These girls is the electromagnetic holding

tank until we get a chance to reprogram them.

What do you mean reprogram?

We're going to implant behavioral modification

chips into your brains.

You'll never have another aggressive thought

as long as you live.

No, you guys don't--

Get your hands off me!

Jerry, help us!

Sorry girls, it's out of my hands.

These gaudy electromagnetic boots are so cyber-repulsive.

Not as repulsive as getting microchips

implanted into our skulls.

We've got to bust out of here and find this cheap,

knock-off bank robber so we can clear our names.

Good luck.

Hang on.

I've got a plan.

Hey, what gives?

[scream]

Wow!

You short-circuted the boots!

I can move my feet again.

Great, but we're still stuck in this cell.

Not for long.

Huh?

[scream]

[crash]

Bet Mandy's shoes wouldn't do that.

They're escaping.

Code nine!

Code nine!

[music playing]

INTERCOM: Grab them so I can implant the microchips

into their skulls.

In here.

Quick, grab whatever you can.

We're going to need all the help we can get.

Yeah!

[screaming]

Just relax, girls.

It'll all be over with soon.

Now!

[yelling]

How are we going to lose them?

Time to fly, girls.

How do I make this thing go?

I can't even set my digital watch.

Just do something!

ALL: Whoa!

[crash]

[gasp]

Whoa!

[music]

I can't believe Jerry almost microwaved my brain.

We better get out of the air.

We stick out like a sore thumb.

Put us down next to that warehouse.

[crash]

I said next to the warehouse.

Something reeks here.

And I don't mean Alex's flying skills.

Oh gross!

There's our culprit.

Whoa, look!

My hair clip is actually a high tech frisbee.

That's no frisbee, it's a mini satellite.

We can use this to link to WOOHP's

mainframe computer system.

Maybe you can get a closer look at the surveillance

footage Jerry showed us.

We're in.

Wait.

Go back.

Watch the Clover imposter.

She left a shred of my shirt-- oh, I mean her shirt,

on that cactus.

Maybe it's still there.

Too bad we're not allowed in that bank.

Maybe there's a way to get inside the bank,

without raising suspicion.

So much for not raising suspicions.

Just act confident.

That's easy for you to say.

You're not dressed like a waiter.

You're not a waiter, you're our driver.

Just look for the shirt piece.

Huh?

Well.

Hello, sir, madam, can I help you with something?

Oh, we're Just looking at your lovely financial place,

to decide if we want to deposit all of our stocks

and municipal things here.

You look very familiar.

Have we met before?

That would be quite impossible.

You see, we just moved here from, uh, Sweden-navia.

- Sweden-navia? - Oh yes.

Very small country.

Very cold.

Yes!

I found it!

Found what?

I'm sorry, found what.

Oh, our driver seemed to have found

the lost keys to our limo.

Yes, we simply must be going now.

The country club awaits.

Ta-ta!

Sir!

You forgot your mustache?

Wait a second, they were the bank robbers.

This is weird.

It almost feels like flesh.

Look.

The fabric contains traces of human DNA.

No wonder it feels like flesh.

Why would someone wear a shirt made out of flesh?

I can't imagine that would breathe

very well in warm weather.

Look.

She didn't rip her shirt.

She ripped her skin.

Ew.

There's something else here.

Writing.

Replitech Industries, what does that mean?

Let's check out the WOOHP database.

Apparently they're the medical lab that

created this creepy material.

I think it's time we pay Replitech a visit.

I'll drive.

I better cloak the heli-jet so we can make

a stealthy landing on the roof.

[screaming]

Oopsy.

Wow.

Now that's impressive.

Check it out.

Some sort of force field.

Whatever it is, those birds didn't set off the alarms.

Must be set to detect any metal that breaks it's field.

How are we going to investigate the building

without giving ourselves away?

Why do I always get the cruddy jobs?

Oh!

INTERCOM: We're getting a picture.

OK.

Ew, what is that?

It looks like someone's farming humans.

Ahhh!

Bring me up!

Bring me up!

Whoa!

What's wrong with Alex?

[gunshots]

We've got company.

Hello, girl on a rope, down here.

Whoa!

Pull me up!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

[scream]

[screaming]

Need a lift?

No, I need a barf bag.

Phewph.

That was close.

Close?

Hello, in case no one noticed, I just got tossed

around like a human yo-yo.

Not to mention getting grabbed by-- what's this?

Looks like a fingernail.

I have a hunch.

Use the compowder to check its composition.

It's made of the same substance as the skin we found.

But get this, the DNA matches Clover's DNA.

OK, no way.

I wouldn't be caught dead wearing

that cheesy, seafoam nail polish.

The intruders have escaped, sir.

So the spies are on to me.

I underestimated them.

It won't happen again.

So what's the connection between the DNA,

the robbery, and Replitech?

I don't know, but I hope we figure it out soon.

The prospect of spending another minute

in this disgusting warehouse is like--

[explosions]

WOOHP must have tracked us.

Give it up girls, we have the place surrounded.

Scatter, quick!

Keep a tight perimeter.

Don't let them get away.

Phew.

What the--

Psst.

Huh?

Sammi, you made it.

Have you seen Clover?

Right here.

Are you feeling all right?

Of course.

What now?

We have to get back to Replitech

and figure out what is going on before Jerry

turns us into vegetables.

But how are we going to break into Replitech?

That place has tighter security than Fort Knox.

I can get us in.

I mean, I think I saw a secret entrance in the forest.

OK, it's worth a shot.

How are we going to get back to the island?

The heli-jet is swarming with WOOHP agents.

Leave it to me.

They must have slipped past us.

Pull our agents out.

Where is my Jet?

You don't think Jerry will miss this, do you?

Oh, Clover, looks like you chipped your nail.

Must have happened when the warehouse collapsed.

What exactly are we looking for?

I know I spotted some sort of hidden entrance around

here somewhere.

I don't know how you could have spotted

anything in this dense forest.

[screaming]

OK, so I guess you were right about the secret entrance.

Hey, wait a second.

I thought you said you wouldn't be caught dead wearing

cheesy seafoam nail polish.

That's ridiculous.

I love seafoam nail polish.

Love it. Seafoam.

Seafoam. Seafoam.

Love it.

Seafoam.

OK, take it easy.

I like seafoam too.

What?

Let me go.

You phony.

Who-- what are you?

Impressive, aren't they?

I made them myself.

Nurtured them since they were little

more than strands of DNA.

Incredible likeness, don't you think?

And to think that Clover was upset

when Mandy stole her look.

Now that's really stealing her look.

Wait a second, you look familiar.

[yelling]

Macker the Safe Cracker.

It took my hair a year to grow back after that mission.

As you can see, that fall took its toll on me.

After I escaped from prison, I created those clones

using DNA from your hair.

Now I will destroy your lives the way

you tried to destroy mine.

I will now use my army of clones to rob

the central bank in every country in the world,

at the exact same moment.

Of course, everyone will think you

girls perpetrated the crimes.

Yeah, like you'll actually get away with that.

Watch me.

To your planes, girls.

If you'll excuse me, I must get to my command center

in the Alps.

Take them away.

Clover, you're alive!

Yeah, me and 100 cheap knockoff Clovers.

Did you see those things up there?

Totally, that's why we've got to get out of here

and stop Macker.

But how?

No!

Good thing I decided to go with diamond-tipped spurs after all.

Let's get to the Alps before it's too late.

There's Macker.

Looks like he's using the transmitter

to control the clones.

How are we going to take out the transmitter?

We'll have to figure out something and fast.

It's already started.

Get into position, ladies.

It's almost time.

OK, so maybe you have our looks.

Let's see if we have our moves.

Yay!

[screaming]

Whoa!

[screaming]

Ouch!

Now's the time, girls.

What's going on?

Why aren't you robbing the banks?

What do you think you're doing to my beloved clones?

Whoa!

Ouch!

Let go of my hair.

Whoa.

Huh?

Girls!

Girls, wait.

[screaming]

Get away from us, Jerry.

Girls, it's OK.

We realized that you were only trying to clear your name.

Oh, I guess we're lucky you figured it out

before you gave us lobotomies.

I hope your girls will accept my sincerest apology.

Apology!

You'll be collecting your pension by the time you're

done making this up to us.

Oh!

No snowballs!

Girls, wait, listen, I'm sorry.

Now that we've taken care of those stupid clones, it's time

to win back Billy-Bob.

And expose Mandy for the thief that she is.

Don't you think that's kind of harsh?

Well, that's what she is.

But she won't have a chance to steal this new outfit.

Um, I don't know how to break this to you, Clover, but--

Oh, poo.

That must be where I got my design ideas.

I guess Mandy's not a thief after all.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I

think I owe her an apology.

You thief!

Billy-Bob?

Oh, hey girls, I'd like you to meet my new steady gal, Alf.

Isn't she so original?

Steady gal, but Billy-Bob, I just designed

this new outfit for you.

Whoa, well honestly, I never really

liked that whole cowgirl look.

That's why I left Texas.

This is so your fault.

Whatever, you need to hire a new stylist.

[arguing]

[theme music]