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[music playing]

[THEME MUSIC - MOONBABY, "HERE WE GO"

THEME MUSIC: 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.

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 and we'll get on with the show.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Ladies and gentlemen, never seen before outside of China,

I give you the famous Ming Dynasty tapestries.

[oohs and ahs]

This priceless artwork is protected by the most advanced

security system in the world.

If someone was to get too close--

[explosion]

[applause]

[tornado sounds]

Ah.

[school bell ringing]

CLOVER: Like, yuck.

This is so not good.

I'm guessing you don't like your picture

for the photo contest.

No.

My picture's great, but this developing goop

is like nightmare on manicure street.

I guess that's what they mean when they say you

have to sacrifice for your art.

[door opens]

ALL: Hey.

Oops.

Were you guys working in here?

Nice one, Mandy.

Now our photos are totally ruined.

What does it matter?

The judges weren't going to pick your amateur snapshots over

my professional prints anyway.

Yeah/ What makes you so sure?

The fact that I'm a winner, Sam, and you three are losers.

But don't worry, it's not all bad.

I'll still wave to you from the stage when they're

awarding me first prize.

Ta ta.

Huh.

This is so unfair.

She purposely ruined our work.

Now she's going to win the contest no problem.

Not if we do something to stop her.

Like what?

Like show our damaged pictures to Principal Jenkins.

I'll be she'd be interested in our story.

[doors open]

[screaming]

Hmm.

Jerry, this is like, way bad timing for a mission.

Whoever's working the WOOHP away

machine really needs to work on their aim.

This is security footage of the most

recent of international artifacts,

the Ming Dynasty tapestries.

Why would someone want to steal

a bunch of ugly throw rugs?

Each of those ugly throw rugs are over 1,000 years

old, with an auction house value of $10 million.

OK, so they're fancy ugly throw rugs.

JERRY: As documented by its tape,

each theft has had a unique magical flair.

Somehow the artwork just vanishes into thin air

without a clue.

The international art world is up in arms over the thefts.

Countries are starting to point fingers at each other.

So, how can we help?

JERRY: An upcoming millionaires-only art auction,

hosted by Spain's royal family, is the thief's

probable next target.

Ladies, we need you to go undercover as

wealthy art connoisseurs.

[shrieks] We're undercover millionaires?

That is so cool.

Do we get to fly first class?

Mm, sort of.

[rocket launching]

ALL: Ah.

Sorry about the bumpy ride, girls, but we

had to get you to the auction in a hurry.

And now for the gadgets.

For this mission, we've given you headband illuminators,

portable reporter recorders with CD throwing stars,

one hairpin high jumper extender pole,

three pairs of suction cup gloves, and bolos rubber belts.

I'm almost afraid to ask--

but how do we get from up her to down there?

Oh, well that's quite simple.

We deploy a stage two re-entry disengagement.

What's a stage two re-entry disengagement.

I'm glad you asked me.

It's this.

Next time, Alex, don't ask.

Now this is what I call a garden party.

SAMANTHA: Remember, any one of these millionaires

could be the thief, so stay alert.

After all, no one would suspect a rich art snob of stealing

things he could just buy.

If we're making a list of potential rich snobby no goods,

I'd like to add Mandy's name at the very top.

Mandy will have to wait until the mission's over.

Right now, it's spy time.

Yes, darling.

But of course.

The royal family welcomes you to the 17th annual autumn

auction.

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Scooting by.

First up for bids, Carlos Carmelita's famous Vase

of the Unknown Soldier.

We start the bidding at $500,000.

- Uh huh. - Thank you.

We have 500,000.

Do we have six?

And we have 600,000.

Is there a bit of seven?

[sniffing]

Whoa.

Who is wearing that eau de way too strong?

It's totally choking my sinuses.

Clover, pay attention.

The thief could strike at any time.

Still looking for 700,000.

600 going once.

All I'm saying is, that it's hard to focus on work

when I'm gagging on--

gagging on-- ah, ah, ahchoo!

We have 700,000.

Will anyone bid eight?

700,000 going once.

Going twice.

Sold to the young lady in the second row.

[gavel bangs]

I think our mission just went over budget.

And now the next item up for bids.

Bernardo Vasco da Gamo's last creation,

the famed Don Quixote statue.

We start the bidding of da Gamo's only remaining marble

work at five mill--

[oohs and ahs]

I'd say it's go time, girls.

Freaky.

It like completely disappeared.

SAMANTHA: 500 pound statues don't just disappear,

and I bet this powdery stuff is part of the explanation.

[floorboard breaking]

Going somewhere?

Can't see a thing.

Switch to high beams.

Talk about musty.

Someone needs to open up a window down here big time.

[motorcycle sound]

You know, bad guy or not, he could have at least beeped.

[dresses ripping]

Huh?

Art theft in progress, official police business--

sort of.

Hey.

ALEXANDRA: Sorry, we'll be back soon.

I think.

Sorry.

Cute flower pot.

ALL: Whoa.

[screaming]

[cows mooing]

Uh oh.

Wrong way.

Yippee ki yay.

[cows mooing]

[tires squealing]

[crash]

The residue you found at both disappearing sites

is an explosive used in magic tricks.

So then maybe Alex wasn't in an accident.

It was just some trick, and she's OK?

All evidence points that way.

And as far as the parachuting tornado illusions go,

it appears they were tricks made famous

by a world renowned magician, the great Kandinsky.

Let's go pay a visit to this Kandinsky guy,

and see if he's got a few extra paintings

hanging around his house.

I'm afraid that won't be possible.

He died some years back in a boating accident.

CLOVER: OK.

Well that definitely gets filed in the not helpful file.

Perhaps not.

His grandson still keeps the family

castle open as a public shrine to his grandfather.

He might be able to shed some light on these thefts.

Sounds good to me.

Any place would be better than this boring siesta-ville.

[spooky organ music]

OK, maybe no any place.

Yes, can I help you?

Hi.

I'm Samantha Simpson, Abracadabra Magazine.

My colleague, Clover and I, are doing a retro piece

on great magicians of the world.

Could we ask a few questions about your grandfather?

It would be so, so very helpful.

Sure, come on in.

And these were probably his most famous

stage illusions, the spiked coffin

and the gruesome guillotine.

Look at that.

It slices and it dices.

Hey, cool watch.

KANDINSKY: It's my grandfather's hypnotizing watch.

They say he could put anybody in a trance with just one swing.

CLOVER: Twizzle twazzle, twizzle twig.

Time for this one to awake.

That's the spell to break the trance.

Kind of goofy, huh?

Yeah, kind of.

SAMANTHA: So anyway, our readership

would die for the inside scoop on a famous Kandinsky illusion,

like say, the secret behind the tornado or parachute illusion.

What kind of reporters are you?

What?

Any real magic enthusiast knows great magicians

never reveal their tricks.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you two to leave.

Nice meeting you, too.

Brr.

Could his wind chill factor have gotten any colder?

OK, it's even creepier out here than it was in there.

Totally.

Let's get out of here ASAP.

[wood breaking]

[alligators snarling]

Those are alligators down there.

Sammy, help me.

[scream]

[wood cracking]

ALL: Whoa.

Quick.

Hit the up button.

[screaming]

Oops.

Wrong up button.

[spikes piercing wood]

[screaming]

Clover, help.

OK.

Could this bridge be like any harder to cross.

Call me crazy, but I'm getting the strange feeling

that someone at the castle doesn't want us hanging around.

I was catching that same vibe.

What do you say we do a little nighttime sneak in,

and see what the not so great Kandinsky is trying to hide?

OK.

So the only way into the castle isn't actually a way anymore.

No prob-- one moat crosser coming out.

Remind me to tell Jer we could use a little

wider hairpin next time.

Looks like it's all locked up down here.

Oh well.

Guess we're just going to have to take the elevator up.

Elevator?

[screaming]

Clover, you OK?

As OK as a girl can be considering she just

landed flat on her back on some spooky Transylvanian castle

roof on a Friday date night, while her best

friend is still missing, OK?

Good point.

Let's go investigate.

What exactly are we looking for again?

Whatever Gregor doesn't want us to find.

Try that door.

[scream]

Um, I'm thinking that means do not disturb.

I'm thinking you're right.

Maybe there's another door we can try.

[stone moving]

[fire]

[screams]

Note to Gregor-- dust your castle once in a while.

One of us should probably see what's inside that trunk, huh?

Probably.

Rock, paper, scissors?

[scissor noise]

[sigh]

[coughing]

Hey, that's the outfit the motorcycle thief was wearing.

Gregor, you are so busted.

You know, I've kind of had my fill

of magic stuff for one night.

ALEXANDRA: Clover?

Is that you?

Alex.

She's alive.

CLOVER: Hold on, Alex.

High yah.

Maybe we should use these instead?

Whoa.

Bout time you got here.

What happened to you.

Duh. the thief kidnapped me.

That's not all he kidnapped.

The stolen artwork.

Well, if it isn't the magazine reporters.

Magazine reporters?

Quick.

See if there's another way out.

[explosion]

ALEXANDRA: Who is this guy?

Duh, he's the thief.

The thief.

No, Gregor's the thief.

Who's Gregor?

Gregor is my grandson.

Grandfather, you're alive.

Yes, dear boy.

The great Kandinsky lives.

Why are you doing this, Grandfather?

They know too much, dear boy.

They've already interfered with my plans once.

Translation-- we, the good girls, tried to stop Grandpa--

the bad guy, from stealing famous-- not

to mention expensive-- art.

Which is why he tried to feed us

to the alligators in the moat.

Alligators?

Stealing art?

What are they talking about?

Me, trying to take back what was stolen from me, Gregor.

You see, I was the best in the world,

until someone revealed my secrets.

I disappeared rather than be ruined,

but now I'm back to show the world who's the greatest

magician of all time.

Join me, and we shall be the great Kandinskies.

This is crazy.

Let the girls go.

As you wish.

Take this and unlock them.

Now, will you join me, Gregor?

Yes, Grandfather.

Farewell, ladies.

We're off to make a jet and its priceless contents mysteriously

disappear out of the sky.

And in English, that means?

The famed King Tut exhibit is on a plane bound for New York

as we speak.

But the great Kandinskies that are going to intercept it.

Yes, Grandfather.

Hypnotizing your own grandkid?

Please, that is like so 80s.

So, anybody got any ideas how we can get out of this mess?

That pendulum is so sharp, it could probably

slice through anything.

Uh, thanks for the gory visual, Sam.

No, I mean like slice through chains.

Clover, can you reach my hairpin gadget with your head.

Yeah, I guess.

Good.

When I say 3, activate it and follow my lead.

1, 2, 3.

Quick, everybody lift your chains.

Now roll before it swings back. - Note to self--

rolling tables onto floors is not good for the butt.

Jerry, we meed a plane, fast.

How long till we see the Tut plane?

I'd say just--

[airplane sound]

We're going to have to do a mid-air jump.

Mid-air jump, as in go outside our plane

and leap hundreds of feet?

No, silly.

We'll have a rope ladder.

It'll only be like 50 feet.

Any chance we could just follow

the plane until it lands?

Too much time for Kandinsky to do his dirty work.

Suction cup gloves in place?

CLOVER AND ALEXANDRA: Check.

OK.

I'll go first.

Whoa.

Didn't exactly stick the landing.

Youngest first.

You go. - No.

Oldest first.

You.

CLOVER: How about, rock, paper, scissors?

[propeller sounds]

[screaming]

I hope this Tut guy appreciates

what we're doing for him

Pee ewe.

These artifacts smell like old socks.

Shh. Someone's coming.

To the victor go the spoils.

The Kandinsky name will go down in history.

Yes, Grandfather.

Uh, not so fast, Gramps.

Your magic act is over, Kandinsky.

Direct hit.

[gasps]

Now you see him, now you don't.

How did he--

ALL: Hey.

Eek.

Really, really don't like this guy.

Time to take your last bow, magic man.

No, it's time for you three to be crushed.

Abracadabra.

ALL: [inaudible]

Sticky situation here, Sam.

Any ideas?

It's a very sticky situation.

Suction gloves, girls.

Grab something.

Now.

[screaming]

Let him go, Clover.

He's bad news.

Only when he's hypnotized.

Otherwise, he's kind of cute.

Now you see him.

Now you don't.

No.

Twizzle twazzle.

Twizzle twig.

Time for this one to awake.

Hey, come on.

I said, awake.

Maybe you gotta snap your fingers.

[snaps fingers]

- Oh. - Good tip.

Whoa.

How did I wind up here, with you?

Just lucky, I guess.

Ooh, nice display, girls.

A picture's worth a thousand words.

Too bad you couldn't even complete a sentence.

ALEXANDRA: Unfair much.

We're out saving the world, and here at our own school,

the worst villain of all wrecks our photos

and gets away with it?

SAMANTHA: There's nothing we can do, Alex.

No way.

When those judges come by, I'm telling

about the whole dark room thing.

But we can't prove it.

I'll think if something.

Hmm, are those pictures light damaged?

Yes, and the reason they are is--

Tremendously unique presentation-- exposing flaws

as opposed to hiding them.

I think we have our winners.

We won?

But, how could they?

My work was supervised by the internationally famous

photographer, Danny Lebowitz.

A technically marvelous photographer, but commonplace--

much like your photo.

[faints]

First prize to Alex, Clover and Sam,

whose outside the box photo development shows a creativity

that must be awarded.

MANDY: This is so unfair.

I demand a recount.

I mean come on, how about a tie?

Pretty please?

I'll pay you.

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