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[music playing]

[theme music]

THEME SONG: Here we go again on the road till 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 Totally Spies so we'll get on with the show.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

GIRLS: Honeybees, Honeybees, that's our name.

Winning is our goal and cheering is our game!

We're cute and sweet like sugar and we're

bees that never sting.

So come on, clap your hands and do the honeybee thing!

Go Honeybees!

Yay!

[woosh]

Huh?

[boom]

[screaming]

[screaming]

So why do you want us to come in with you again?

Because you're my best friends and we do everything together.

Even best friends have limits, Sam.

Clover's right.

Why don't you go sign up for the spelling bee

while we wait here?

You know, where it isn't so geek-a-fied.

Fine, I'll go in by myself.

Cheer up, Sam.

When you're done, we'll take you out for some celebratory spring

rolls.

Isn't it a little early for celebrating, Clover?

I mean, the actual competition isn't for a few days.

Trust me, Alex.

No one's going to beat Sam.

She's like a total shoe-in for victory.

Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that.

Now, out of my way.

I've got a spelling bee to sign up for.

You're joking, right?

I mean, since when are you into spelling?

I am not into spelling, Sam.

I am into winning.

And more importantly, I am into beating you and showing

everyone that not only am I the prettiest, best

dressed girl at Bev High, I am also the smartest.

In fact, my daddy has hired a world famous linguist,

a professional hypnotist, and a top yoga guru

to make sure that I get what I want.

So good luck, Sam.

You're going to need it.

Ugh!

If she thinks I'm going to let her win my spelling bee,

then that hair dye has definitely

seeped into her brain.

Well, what are you going to do, Sam?

Many has got those two brainiacs and that-- that yogurt guy.

I am going to beat her the old-fashioned way,

by studying really hard.

In that case, we're going to help you.

We are?

Sure.

I mean, even though we totally detest the library,

there's no way we're going to let Mandy beat our Sammy.

Come on!

So where do we start?

Right here with the dictionaries.

[beep] - Ah!

[woosh]

Huh?

Ah!

I knew going to the library was a bad idea!

Ugh!

Afternoon, ladies.

So good of you to pop in.

Jerry, as your friend, I've got to tell you,

your jokes are getting seriously old.

Very well then.

Let's get down to business.

It's been brought to our attention

that the Honeybees, the California

state championship high school cheerleading are MMCC.

MMCC?

Missing mid-cheering competition.

The team was scheduled to arrive at the nationals

this morning in Miami, but they never materialized.

OK, I'm afraid to ask this, but where do we fit in?

You girls are to go undercover and find out if anyone

knows what happened to them.

As of right now, you're the new California state

champions, the WOOHPettes.

Please tell me this another one of your bad jokes.

What?

No such luck, Sam.

You mean, we get to be cheerleaders?

That's correct!

No way!

This mission rocks.

And now for the gadgets.

This week, we have three pairs of spring-loaded sneakers,

the mini locket rocket, a tube of LIP-STICK,

a metal cutting laser ring, and, my personal favorite,

instant hair helmet in a can.

Wow.

Wow.

Awesome, lid, Jerr, you know, for a bald dude.

Hm, thank you, Clover.

Now, goodbye.

And good luck on your trip.

[screaming]

Ha, ha, you get it?

Trip, ha, ha.

Who says my jokes aren't funny?

I can't believe Jerry's making us do this.

I mean, what could possibly be more humiliating?

Wow!

I'm sorry I asked.

Oh, I love it.

Oh.

Please tell me you're not serious.

Of course I'm serious, Sammy.

I love cheerleading.

Is it just the lame outfits or do you like the brainless

flitting around too?

Uh, OK, for your information, Sam,

cheerleading is a highly competitive, highly challenging

sport with a long standing tradition of spirited optimism.

And a longstanding tradition of big hair.

Hm.

Enough bickering, girls.

We've got Honeybees to find.

Remember?

Right.

So, where do we start?

We find out if any of these girly girls

have a grudge against the Honeybees.

Did you say Honeybees?

Uh, yeah.

Shame what happened to them, isn't it?

Oh, you kidding?

Those witches won 10 years in a row.

About time someone else had a chance.

Totally.

I'm like glad they're MIA.

Yeah, good riddance.

Guess this means everyone's a suspect.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.

And welcome to the National High School

Cheerleading Competition.

The first team up is the squad from Beverly Hills,

California, the WOOHPettes.

[gasp]

I didn't know we were actually competing.

[cheering]

Guess it's a good thing Jerry gave us

these spring-loaded sneakers.

[cheering]

[boing]

Whoa!

[boing] - Whoa!

[boing]

[boing]

[cheering]

Hey, what do you know?

We're actually pretty good.

Maybe this will lead to me becoming

a professional pom pom girl.

Not unless you can come up with some catchy diddy

to go along with this little presentation.

We WOOHP to the left.

We WOOHP to the right.

The Beverly Hills girls are WOOHP out of sight.

Oh.

[cheering]

Giant hair and perfect teeth, we hail from the land of beef.

Go Texas!

Yay!

Wisconsin is the state we're from.

We like cheese, but we're not dumb.

[cheering]

Yay!

All right!

A-L-A-S-K-A, Alaska is our state, hooray!

[cheering]

Yay!

All right!

Hey, Sammy.

Maybe the Alaska girls can help you study for the spelling bee.

Oh, please.

I'm not that desperate, Alex.

Ladies and gentlemen, that concludes today's competition.

[cheering]

And now, for the Judge's decision.

Not yet.

The Black Widows must still compete.

That's funny.

I don't see any black widows on the roster.

What was that you said about cheerleaders

being girly girls, Sammy?

[music playing]

[cheering]

Woo!

All right!

Yeah!

[gasps]

[roaring applause]

[cheering]

Whoa, they're like superhuman.

Not to mention super scary.

Is it me or was there something very familiar

about that routine?

The decision is unanimous.

The Black Widows are the winners,

the new national champs!

They'll compete in the world cheerleading

competition in Tahiti!

[cheering]

Whatever.

Our second place winners are the team from Texas.

Yeah!

And third place goes to the WOOHPettes!

Hey, that's us.

We're the WOOHPettes, Clover.

We're the third place winners.

I wonder if we get some kind of trophy or something.

No time for trophies.

I've got to get ready for my close up.

You better hurry because here come the news crews.

Huh?

Hi, I'm Clover, captain of the WOOHP-- whoa!

[

Who are you?

- Rude much? - What's your story?

Where are you from?

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Whoa.

It's like-- it's like she short circuited or something.

No more interviews.

My team is very tired and needs to get back to training camp

immediately.

We must prepare for the world competition.

[whisle]

[whistle]

Who's the killjoy?

The name on her uniform said Coach Sweet.

How ironic.

We better call Jerry and check it out.

Oh, hello, girls.

Just saw you on the telly.

Thought you did a bang up job, not as good as the Black Widows

though.

Their routine was positively explosive.

Oh, rub it in, why don't ya?

Jerry, what can you tell us about the Widows' coach?

Her name is Sweet.

Hm, that's odd.

Nothing comes up.

Well, keep searching. Come on, girls.

We better find the Widows before they leave for camp.

[boom]

[screaming]

I have a feeling we just found them.

Ah!

Ah!

[commotion]

[boom]

Guess we're going to have to do this the WOOHPette way.

Hold on, girls.

Let's try that window on the end.

Good idea.

Any more of this heat and my skin

is going to look like an old leather shoe.

Ah!

Wah

Hey, check it out.

Now that's what I call an explosive performance.

Wonder where she got this.

[boom]

[gasp]

Sounds like it's coming from the roof.

Come on!

[gasp]

Uh, girls.

I think all that smoke must have gotten to my brain

because I'm seeing a giant spider-shaped helicopter.

I see it too.

Unfortunately, I think we need to get

on board before it takes off.

But not before we get gussied up.

Now what?

Ah!

We stay put and hope that no one sees us

and pray that we don't fall.

Hey, this stuff works like a charm.

Remind me to use it next time I want to lip lock with a boy.

[buzzing]

Woo, about time we landed.

I was beginning to feel like a monkey.

Now that you mention it, your arms do look a little longer.

Uh, ladies, when you're done chatting,

you might want to take a look.

That's the Black Widows training camp?

Not very upbeat or peppy is it?

[gasp]

Quick, hide.

Come on, Alex.

Quit goofing around.

I'm not goofing.

I'm stuck!

[grunting]

Whew!

A second longer and I would have been spider chow, wouldn't I?

[buzzing]

This thing is seriously handy.

I think I'll get my dad one for Father's Day.

Man, talk about a small practice space.

How do they get anything done in here?

Um, Alex, this is a closet.

Oh, right.

I knew that.

Time for a little undercover action.

Do you see any big, scary, musclebound

cheerleaders, Sammy?

Negative.

Looks like the coast is clear.

OK, this is definitely the strangest

cheerleading camp in the world.

[gasp]

And it just got a whole lot stranger.

Whoa. [banging]

I really hope that's the sound of fireworks.

It's coming from in there.

[banging]

Don't look at me.

I snuck us in here.

Hey, I found the disguises. [banging]

[beeping]

Fine, I'll do it.

Just watch my back--

and my front-- and all the rest of me.

[gunshot noises]

I know cheerleading is a competitive sport,

but this type of training seems a bit extreme.

[ringing]

[beep]

Nice going, Jerr.

What?

Did I catch you at a bad time?

Actually, it wasn't that bad until you called.

Don't mind her. She's just a bit tense.

So, quickly, what have you got?

Turns out Candy's real name is Margaret Nussbaum.

She's an ex-robotics engineer for the US

military combat department.

Explains a lot about the little operation

we saw in the other room.

The reason I couldn't find you in the database

is because she changed her name to Candy Sweet

just last week after opening her cheerleading camp in Nevada.

And one more thing, she went to the same high school

as the missing Honeybees, only she graduated 10 years earlier.

Jerr, roll that tape of the state competition again.

I knew I recognized the Black Widow's routine from somewhere.

It's the exact same as the Honeybees,

you know, only robotically enhanced.

You're pretty smart for a cheerleader.

[gasp]

[guns cocking]

[gasp]

Let go of us!

Oh, I don't think so.

I simply can't risk you WOOHPettes

going out into the world and blabbing about my master plan.

Master plan?

And here I thought you were smart.

Oh, well.

Guess I'll just have to spell it out for you.

You see when I take my Black Widows to the world's

competition, they're going to put on a show

no one will ever forget.

Your point?

They're going to take out everyone

in that entire stadium, all those who love the vapid world

of cheerleading, that is.

Um, why so bitter, Candy?

Like, what did the vapid world of cheerleading ever do to you?

I tried out for the Honeybees 10 years ago,

but didn't make the squad.

Apparently, I wasn't sweet enough.

What is that thing?

Oh, just a little machine I invented

to download the Honeybees' moves and put them

into the brains of my robots.

Now, I'm going to use it on you girls.

[whistle]

But we aren't even real cheerleaders.

We don't know any moves.

Then I guess my machine will just turn your brains to mush.

To the spidercopter!

[buzzing]

Great, with my brain turning to mush,

I'll never win the spelling bee.

And I'll never get to become a professional cheerleader.

Actually, Clover, having no brain

might increase your chances.

Um, girls, this really isn't the time

for one of your squabbles.

In case you haven't noticed, we're in serious trouble here!

You're right.

We better use our brains to figure out how to get out

of here before it's too late.

[beep]

[woosh]

[beep]

[woosh]

- Awesome! - OK, girls.

Here's the plan.

I'll call Jerry and tell him we need to get to Tahiti ASAP.

Clover, you free the Bees and restore their memories.

And Alex, you figure out how to put an end to this very,

very, very bad hair day.

Hello, everyone and welcome to world cheerleading competition.

Please give a warm welcome to our first competitors.

From the United States, it's the Black Widows.

[cheering]

We're the Black Widows and we're here to say,

today is not your lucky day.

Your cheering is so lame and vapid.

Our attack will be quite harsh and rapid.

Widows, Attack!

[boom]

[cheering]

[guns cocking]

How interesting.

Very unorthodox, and very original.

Ah!

Hey!

Why don't you pick on someone your own size?

[cheering]

[fighting noises]

[whistle]

Great, we're surrounded.

Oh, well.

At least we get to go down in a blaze of glory

with the whole world watching.

And listening.

Come again?

I've got a plan.

Think you girls can bust me out of here

and keep the Widows busy for a while?

Trust me, this will work out a charm.

Just make sure you don't stick around for the grand finale.

[grunting]

OK, that didn't work.

Hey!

Where do you neanderthals think you're going?

I'm thinking it's grand finale time.

Let's not stick around to find out.

[screaming]

[boom]

[gasp]

Whoa!

Yay!

[cheering]

Thanks, girls.

You like totally saved us and you totally saved cheerleading.

Not if I have anything to say about it.

Uh, I'd watch where I pointed that thing

if I were you, Margaret.

[helicopter buzzing]

I'm so glad the Widows exploded

and the Honeybees won the world competition.

Yeah, at least they're slightly less scary.

Speaking of bees, haven't you got a spelling

bee to get to, Sammy?

Forget about it.

There's no way I can win.

I never got a chance to study.

Hello, we've been over this.

You're like the smartest girl.

And besides, you can't just let Mandy beat you.

She's a cheater, not to mention our evil nemesis.

Uh, as if she has a choice in the matter.

I am going to beat the capri pants off her.

[gasp]

[gasp]

Wait, I can't go in there.

There's too many people.

[grunting]

No!

It's too scary!

You can't make me!

[screaming]

What do you know?

Looks like Mandy caught herself a little case of stage fright.

Guess none of her fancy training worked.

On second thought, I think I will compete.

[screaming]

Good luck, Mandy.

Looks like you're going to need it.

Yeah!

[music playing]