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[theme - moonbaby, "here we go"]

THEME SONG: Here we go, we're getting 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.

[lasers shooting]

[yelling]

[panting heavily]

Huh?

Congratulations, gentlemen.

SPI is now ready for business.

I can't believe we're actually at the mall.

It feels like forever since we've been here.

Totally.

I mean, being spies is fun and all,

but it really eats up your time.

What are you two complaining about?

Didn't we go to Paris last weekend?

Uh, Sam-- we went to Paris to stop some international wacko

from licking paint off of all the greatest works of art,

which, by the way, was totally gross.

No way!

Chic Boutique is hiring part time.

Every girl who's ever worked at Chic Boutique

has gone on to become a supermodel.

I know.

Our destiny as fashion icons awaits us.

Whoa.

Hello?

Weren't you just talking about not having a lot of spare time

on your hands?

Sammy, for Chic Boutique, you make time.

CLOVER: Hi!

We're here for the part-time jobs.

Here are your Chic Boutique handbooks.

I suggest you study them for your interviews.

- Interviews? - Handbooks?

Um, couldn't you just give us the jobs?

I mean, we're like, totally your best customers.

Yeah, right-- you and every other girl in Beverly Hills.

Huh?

Looks like you girls have some competition.

Come on, Alex.

Nothing is going to get in the way of us becoming supermodels.

We have some serious studying to do.

[screaming]

Is it me, or does the way we get moved sometimes

defy the laws of physics?

Not to mention the laws of etiquette.

Time to focus, ladies.

We're currently en route to London

to capture some criminals who have stolen the world's

largest supply of diamonds.

And now, for your gadgets.

For this mission, we have helmets

with infrared capability, titanium drill heel boots,

laser lipstick, and a new gadget that WOOHP labs just invented--

anti-gravity propulsion rings.

Wow!

[screaming]

Good luck, ladies.

And remember, WOOHP is counting on you.

All right, girls.

Let's do a systems check.

ALEX: Infrared helmet, check.

Boy, it does get dark early in London.

Turn your helmet around, Alex.

ALEX: Oh, that's much better.

Check.

Hey, I just remembered--

Chic Boutique's main store is in the London mall.

What do you guys say we wrap this thing up fast,

and head over there to see if they'll give us some pointers?

That's a great idea, Clover.

[alarm ringing]

Diamond thieves at 9:00 sharp!

ALL: Whoa!

ALEX: What was that?

SAM: I don't know.

But they're headed for the diamond thieves' truck.

[lasers shooting]

[gasps]

Did you see that?

ALEX: Uh-huh.

And that news crew caught the whole thing on video.

[cameras flashing]

We're standing just outside of London,

where an incredible new anti-crime

organization has just captured heavily-armed

diamond smugglers.

Let's now go to their spokesperson, Geraldine Husk.

Good afternoon, everyone.

We are Super Protection International, or SPI,

for short.

And you have just witnessed the future of international crime

fighting.

The future of international crime fighting?

So what does that make us?

Chopped liver?

Now, if you'll all excuse us, we

must get these criminals to our maximum security

holding facility.

I wonder if Jerry knows about SPI.

We'd better give him a call.

I'm already here, girls.

Jerry?

I noticed something amiss, so I landed the plane.

And as for the existence of SPI, I'm afraid I'm as

surprised as the rest of you.

Those SPI agents are like, so cute.

Hi, I'm Clover.

I'm a spy, too.

Maybe we could get together sometime

and swap stories and phone numbers.

- Out of my way. - Huh?

Excuse us.

So, um, I'll talk to you later then?

[crowd shouting]

Wow.

Did you guys see that creepy tattoo?

Sorry, Sam.

I was too busy watching out for Clover's drool.

So what do we do now, Jerry?

Well, it looks like we're no longer needed here.

I guess we should all go home.

--where an incredible new anti-crime

organization has just captured heavily-armed

diamond smugglers.

This is too weird.

SPI was virtually unknown before today,

and now they're all over the news.

Well, I personally think we should be glad

that another organization, almost as good as WOOHP,

and super cute, is around to pick up some of the slack.

Yeah.

Having SPI around gives us more free time, which I totally

need if I'm ever going to memorize

the Chic Boutique handbook.

Now, let's see.

Manager is out, The cash register won't open,

and we've run out of brown suede Chic pumps.

What do you do?

Uh-- tell everyone we're closed?

No, Alex.

It's a trick question.

Chic Boutique doesn't sell any color but black.

Oh, right.

I knew that-- I think.

[compowder beeping]

Huh?

Sorry to interrupt you, girls, but we have an emergency.

We've just received an advanced tip

that a weapons plant in Los Alamos, New Mexico,

is about to be infiltrated.

So much for more free time.

[screaming]

[screaming]

[crash]

Look!

It's SPI!

And Geraldine's giving another press conference.

[crowd shouting]

And we would have gotten away with it, too,

if it weren't for the incredible ability of SPI.

I don't get it.

SPI beat us again.

[gasps]

Did you see that?

Yeah.

If I looked that hairy in a dress,

I'd probably turn to a life of crime, too.

No, Alex.

That woman had a tattoo just like the one

I saw on the diamond thief.

So?

Lots of people have similar tattoos.

Hi, it's me again.

I just wanted to thank you guys personally for picking up

some of our slack.

Ugh!

All right.

I was willing to forgive it the first time

out of professional courtesy, but that was just totally rude.

[crowd shouting]

Aw. CROWD: SPI!

SPI! SPI!

SPI!

Ugh.

Anybody beginning to feel a little like chopped liver?

Yeah.

Maybe SPI is better than WOOHP.

Come on, guys.

I guess there's no reason to stay around here.

I don't know about you guys, but I am

so glad to be back at school.

This whole SPI thing is totally weirding me out.

[screaming]

And it just got even weirder.

All right, it's official.

The whole world has gone insane.

Let me guess.

You guys didn't know it was SPI Appreciation Day?

It is like, so typical of you losers to be out of the loop.

SPI Appreciation Day?

Hey, everyone!

SPI just solved a major coup on San Banana Island!

STUDENT: Sweet.

Dude, SPI is so cool.

I love them.

Check it out!

I don't get it.

Why didn't Jerry call us about the coup on San Banana?

Well, it could have something to do with the fact

that Jerry's line has been totally disconnected.

[screaming]

Jer, what's going on?

I'm afraid I have some bad news, girls.

Huh?

SPI's efficiency has put WOOHP out of business.

What?

How is that even possible?

The fact is, SPI just out-spied us.

Does that mean we're not spies anymore?

JERRY: I'm afraid so.

In fact, we'll probably never see each other again.

SAM: No!

Wow.

Even though you were a major pain sometimes, Jer,

we're totally going to miss you.

Yes, well, if you'll excuse me,

I've got something in my eye.

I can't believe this is happening.

Well, I guess there's no reason for us to hang around.

This must be footage from the coup SPI

thwarted on San Banana Island.

There's something about these gorillas that looks familiar.

Coming, Sam?

You guys go ahead.

I'll catch up to you later.

Suit yourself.

We might as well get home and try on our outfits

for our Chic Boutique interviews.

I guess.

I mean, it's not like we've got anything else to do.

This image magnification machine

should give me some answers.

[beeping]

Just as I thought.

These tattoos are identical.

Now to test their voices.

SPI AGENT (ON COMPUTER): Out of my way.

WEAPONS INFILTRATOR (ON COMPUTER):

And we would have gotten away with it, too.

And again at the same pitch--

SPI AGENT (ON COMPUTER): --my way.

WEAPONS INFILTRATOR (ON COMPUTER): --away with it.

Away with it.

Bingo!

They're the same person.

I think this calls for a visit to SPI.

[drilling]

This must be Geraldine's office.

[gasps]

That was close.

Hm, that's odd.

Why would SPI have schematics of all three crime

scenes that they thwarted--

unless they committed the crimes themselves?

Hm?

The diamond thieves!

GERALDINE: My plan to put WOOHP out of business

has worked perfectly, and now the world is at our mercy.

It's time to go to Phase 2.

Prepare the jets!

Right away, boss.

I totally can't decide between this black silk

top and wool skirt or this black wool top and silk skirt.

Hello?

Earth to Alex!

Come in, Alex.

Sorry, Clover.

I guess I'm still in shock about the whole WOOHP thing.

Well, snap out of it.

We've got a major fashion crisis going on here.

[compowder beeping]

Hello?

(WHISPERING) Clover, it's Sam.

SPI is up to something really evil.

You guys have to come to their headquarters right away.

Look, Sam.

You're like, totally going to have to let

go of this whole SPI thing.

It's like, so not healthy.

(WHISPERING) Clover!

You have to listen to me.

[crash]

Whoa!

Sam?

I think Sam's officially gone off the deep end.

We'd better stop her before she does something crazy.

SAM: Uh, hello.

The jets are ready, boss.

Excellent.

Well, what have we here?

It looks like we're about to have more guests.

I'm a very busy woman, so please, tell me quickly what it

is that I can do for you girls.

Well, you see, our friend Sam has this crazy idea

that you guys are evil.

Actually, our friend Sam is having a little trouble coping

with not being a spy anymore.

Huh?

And, well, we're just wondering

if you've seen her around.

No.

Now if you'll excuse me--

Clover, look.

It's Sam's compowder.

In that case, we'd better get going.

Oh!

[lasers shooting]

Ugh.

ALEX: Ah!

A clothes shrinking ray!

Preshrunk my butt!

Comfy, girls?

Well, now that you mention it, I could use a latte.

Sorry, fresh out.

You lucky girls are going to be the first to test

our g-force trainer at full speed.

Oh, thanks.

But we'll pass.

Or how about we start with the a-force

trainer and work our way up?

Why are you doing this?

I wanted to be a WOOHP spy, but apparently

wasn't goody-goody enough to make the cut.

So I started SPI to put WOOHP out of business.

And now that there's no one to stop me,

I'll be emptying out all the world's money reserves.

You'll never get away with it.

Oh, I beg to differ.

When I turn this switch to a full power,

you'll become part of the permanent upholstery

of our g-force trainer cockpit.

[whirring]

ALL: Whoa!

But I don't want to be upholstery!

Especially not a polyester blend.

Let's try to kick the top off.

One, two, three!

It's getting faster!

We'd better think of something quick!

But what?

All we have left is a laser lipstick!

Alex, that's perfect!

Point the laser at the cockpit panel and fire!

[laser shooting]

[beeping]

[crash]

ALL: Whoa!

[laser shooting]

Let's get out of here!

Time to show Geraldine a little WOOHP action.

Wait!

Shouldn't one of us press the distress button

on our compowders, just in case Jerry's listening?

Great idea, Alex.

Oh!

[grunting]

Now to kick some SPI butt.

[gasps]

Huh?

[teeth chattering]

[laughing]

Ah!

Whoa!

[screaming]

[lasers shooting]

[yelling]

Looks like somebody's going to be doing some new clothes

shopping, in prison.

SAM: Come on!

We've got to stop the jets from taking off.

[grunting]

We're too late!

We've got to find some way to stop them.

Huh.

Maybe this thing will help.

Careful, Alex.

[gun firing rapidly]

[explosions]

Way to go, Alex.

Now, turn it around and shoot the other jet.

Whoa!

Quick.

Everyone into my jet.

We can still make it to the Federal Reserve.

[lasers shooting]

SPI AGENT: What about those annoying girls?

GERALDINE: Don't worry.

In a few moments, they'll get a big surprise

when this place blows sky high.

[beeping]

[gasps]

Uh, girls?

I think we have a bigger problem.

Huh?

ALL: A bomb!

SAM: Quick!

Into that flying saucer.

[explosion]

[screaming]

That was close.

Hey, looks like they disappeared.

I think we passed them.

And look.

They're flying upside down to show off.

That is so rude.

That's not them flying upside down.

[screaming]

Hang on.

I hope this works.

Have a nice trip, girls!

[crashing]

[gasps]

[laser cutting]

I wouldn't write WOOHP off so easily if I were you.

I don't know how you escaped from that rocket saucer.

But no matter.

My SPI agents won't let you off so easily.

[grunting and fighting]

SAM: These guys are really good.

I think they already know that, Sam.

And to think we never even got a chance

to test these ugly rings.

Alex, you're a genius.

I totally forgot about the anti-gravity propulsion rings.

Hiyah!

Hiyah!

Whoa!

That'll teach you to be rude to us.

Uh, guys?

Since we tied up Geraldine, who's flying the plane?

[screaming]

[beeping]

[screaming]

ALL: Whoa!

Excellent job, spies.

How can we ever repay you?

Jerry!

Having a good time, girls?

- Yes. - Totally.

Thanks, Jer.

It was so cool of Jerry to give us this vacation

to thank us for saving WOOHP.

And you know what?

In all the excitement, I totally forgot about those silly Chic

Boutique jobs.

Yeah.

Who needs part-time jobs when you're

a full-time international spy?

Do you think Jer will refill our sodas

again, if we ask him real nice?

Where did he go?

ALL: Hey!

Sorry, girls.

We had a sudden emergency in Siberia.

Siberia?

Well, at least we won't have to study some silly handbook.

[theme music]