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[music playing]
Here we go.
We're getting on the road til 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.
Totally Spies, get on with the show.
Here we go.
Here we go.
Here we go.
We have a bit of a problem, sir.
I'm afraid your books are overdue.
The problem is yours, lady, because I
ain't paying no fines.
But that's our policy.
Too bad.
Hey, put me down.
[laughing]
Oh, By Garbage, now this is a seriously cool band.
Not as cool as Day-Old Bread.
They are mega cool.
Sorry, girls.
I just found the coolest thing in the whole store,
Hansen Carter.
Hansen Carter?
Who's that?
The brand new scalding hot M Channel DJ.
Isn't he a dream?
Hi, guys.
Hansen Carter here with an exciting announcement for you.
I'm looking for a special someone
to co-host an upcoming show with me at the M Channel.
All you have to do is send in a catchy and convincing audition
tape. And who knows?
Within weeks, you and I could be working together.
This is too perfect.
Off send in my tape, get the job,
Hansen will fall in love with me,
and we'll spend the rest of our lives together.
OK, Clover, I totally support free expression and all,
but you are in public.
I'm going home right now to work on my tape.
[shouting]
Could Jerry's timing be any worse?
Well, that was completely gross, a vacuum,
then a garbage can?
Thanks, Jer.
Jer?
Down here.
Nice duds.
Are you in a play or something?
No, but I have some very exciting news.
I am to be knighted.
Knighted?
With a sword and the queen, and you'll be sir?
Yes, yes, and yes.
It's quite an unexpected honor.
So can we come?
I've always wanted to meet the Queen.
Tragically, you cannot, although you three
will be traveling to England.
England?
But I can't I have a very important possibly
life-altering video to star in.
Well, I'm afraid it'll have to wait.
Right now, I have an assignment for you.
In the city of Liverpool, there have
been a rash of odd occurrences.
People's personalities have suddenly changed.
Observe.
This mild-mannered librarian started acting
like a professional whistler.
And this a prominent surgeon can't stop dancing.
And this army general now treats his officers
like a kindergarten of class.
Freaky.
Especially since some of these people are very important.
Then I guess we better find out what's
causing this to happen fast. - Precisely.
And now for your gadgets.
You will be using laser lipstick, earring
communicators, the hair pick lock pick, suction cup
bottom go-go boots, and VEGs. - VEGs?
Vapor-emitting gloves.
Where them at your olfactory risk.
Ew Nast.
Indeed, and now you're off, as am I.
So, Hansen, remember, my name is Clover
and your search is over.
You found your M Channel guest gal.
I'm hipper than hip, hopper than hop, I walk the walk,
and, baby, I talk the talk.
Muah.
That was awesome, Clover.
Thanks.
Now all I have to do is send in the tape
and keep my fingers crossed.
Good, because right now it's spy time.
[horn]
Are you sure you're a librarian, because, sister,
you are way buff.
I wasn't until last Thursday, the day my whole life changed.
What do you mean?
What happened?
I was working at the library when I saw this bright light.
Then all of a sudden I wasn't a wimp anymore.
I was a wrestler.
It was amazing.
I'm afraid I don't follow.
The only thing I lifted before was books
and my afternoon cup of tea.
Now I can bench 150.
I've even have a match tomorrow against some bloke
from Kensington.
Want to come?
Sounds like a blast, but unfortunately, we'll
have to take a rain check.
Suit yourself.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go work on my abs.
What a freak show.
How often do you meet a wrestling librarian?
Yeah, about as often as you meet
a high school girl involved in international espionage.
OK, bad example.
Hey, check it out, pro-wrestler
Birmingham brawler quites.
Wants simpler quieter life.
He probably got dropped on his head one too many times.
So?
Either that, or his personality's changed.
What are you saying, Sammy?
That this is way too weird to be a coincidence.
[grunting]
Yes, well, wrestling was my old life, you see?
Now, I prefer a good book.
But you're the Birmingham Brawler, dude, a butt-kicking
powerhouse of strength?
Oh, well, yes.
I was the Birmingham Brawler until last Thursday
when I discovered [inaudible],, Emily Bronte, and Balzac.
You don't happen to know the head librarian at the Liverpool
Library, do you? - Why, no.
But I'd sure love to meet her.
We'd probably have a great deal in common.
Well, thanks for your time.
Keep digging on those books.
Yes, I shall.
Cheerio, my dears.
Just when I thought the first freak show was good,
the second one was even better.
It's like the game we used to play in nursery
school, opposite day.
You're absolutely right, Alex.
It's like they've switched personalities.
But how is that possible, especially since they
don't even know each other?
I'm not sure, but we're going to find out.
It's totally amazing.
Even in the most heinous of tweeds, I still look fabulous.
So what are we looking for, exactly?
The librarians datebook.
I want to know what's so special about last Thursday
and what her connection is to our wrestler.
According to this, she met with Dr. Gray on Thursday
morning.
It says here he's a shrink.
He treats doctors, generals, teachers, and even celebrities
like the Birmingham Brawler.
Bingo, we have our connection.
It's time to pay the good doctor a visit.
OK, so this is the opposite of a normal place to live.
Shrinks are so dramatic.
[doorbell]
Looks like nobody's home.
I say we let ourselves in.
Mm-hm.
We may need a gadget to bust through.
How about a nice roundhouse kick instead?
[screaming]
Wow, these boots are multi-functional.
OK, let's split up and see what we find.
Use your earring communicators to stay in touch.
Well, besides the criminally tacky decor,
everything looks pretty normal to me.
Same here.
How about on your end, Alex?
Just a stuffy room filled with books.
Hm?
Come to think of it, that wrestler would love it here.
Wow.
Alex?
Alex, are you OK?
She's not answering.
Let's find her.
Wow.
Sammy?
Can you hear me?
Hello?
Oh, this is so not good.
So I went over the falls in the barrel, caught
the hoodlum on his fancy boat, and now
he's shut away for years.
Oh, my.
What a story.
How thrilling.
[phone ringing]
Oh, Excuse me, Your Majesty, I'll be just a moment.
Hello?
Jer, It's Clover and I have a big time problem.
Alex and Sam just disappeared.
I need you to help me ASAP.
Yes, well, I'm afraid that might not
be possible just this instant.
Not possible?
Hello?
If you don't get here quick, I may be the next to vanish.
And then it's goodbye M Channel, goodbye Hansen,
and goodbye perfect life.
Calm down.
I have your coordinates.
I'll be there as soon as I can.
Everything all right?
Oh, yes, right as rain.
Say, do you mind pointing me in the direction of the loo?
[beeping]
What the--
Well, desperate times call for desperate measures.
So what is this place?
The home of our prime suspect Dr. Gray.
He's switching the personalities of his patients.
We just don't know how or why.
Very interesting.
If by interesting, you mean gaudy, then yeah, I'm with ya.
Not the decor, Clover.
I'm talking about that.
What is it?
A pendant, the kind used in hypnotherapy.
It's really heavy, m, and not in the cool '60s way.
Well, that's because it's filled
with some sort of circuitry.
Yeah, I wonder what this button does?
It activates my latest research tool.
It is a Highly.
Potent and highly controversial behavioral adjuster.
Dr. Grey, I presume.
It allows me to alter the persona of anyone I see fit.
So far, I've only used it on my annoying patients.
But I assume that it works just as well on intruders.
So what is your deal?
Why are you messing with people's personalities?
Because I'm sick of listening to them complain.
I figure if they learn to walk in each other's shoes,
maybe they'll see life with a whole new perspective.
Plus, it's a great deal of fun.
OK, an extreme approach to therapy, don't you think?
Sometimes it's necessary to be extreme.
In fact, since my experiment's going so well,
I'm planning on going global, starting with the President
of the United States.
I think he could learn a lot from a rodeo clown.
You'll never get away with it.
We'll see about that.
Get rid of them.
Nice moves, Jer.
You're moves are quite skillful as well.
Fine then.
I guess I'll just have to dispose of your myself.
[screaming]
About time you got here.
Give us a break.
We've, like, been totally busy.
Indeed, we've been quite preoccupied.
[gasps]
Oh, good heavens.
It's
No freakin' way.
OK, this is the weirdest moment ever.
Yeah, what happened to you guys?
I gave them a little attitude adjustment.
I so can't believe the nerve of you.
Talk about a major loser.
Jerry, please, that kind of talk
isn't going to alter our present predicament.
Speaking of predicaments, things
are about to get a lot worse.
Oh, my.
That's for me the half of it.
In a matter of moments, your cells
will be teeming with rats.
They've been starved for days.
Enjoy the psychological torture.
Huh?
OK, ew.
[inaudible]
This is seriously grody.
Unhand me, you vile creatures.
Mercy, this is repugnant.
I don't know which is scarier, the rats or those two
switching personalities.
Me neither.
Clover, the laser lipstick.
It's in your pocket.
Brilliant thinking, Samantha.
Awesome, not it's your turn, girlfriend.
Thanks, Clover, I mean, Jerry.
Oh, you're quite welcome.
No prob.
OK, I can't stand another second of this.
We have to find that demented doctor
and switch you back right now.
[beeping]
Oh for the love of Pete.
Who could be phoning at a time like this?
Yes? Hello?
Oh, delightful.
I absolutely will.
See you then.
It seems I got that Hansen Carter gig.
They've requested my presence in Los Angeles immediately.
But what about your situation, the fact
that you're acting like a 50-something English guy?
She'll just have to deal, because right now
the three of us need to jet to DC
before the pres becomes a rodeo clown.
[beeping]
Jer here.
Oh, no.
I, like, totally forgot.
I'll be there in a jif.
Later.
Someone from the palace, it's knighting time
I guess that just leaves me and you.
We have to talk to the president right away.
It's a matter of national security.
Sorry to barge in on you like this, sir,
but it's an emergency.
Yeah, an evil shrink's about to turn you into a rodeo clown.
Did you say a rodeo clown?
Oh, this is just plumb crazy.
Trust me, crazy doesn't even begin to describe this guy.
Good evening, Mr. President.
It's time for your counseling session.
What in no Glory's are those?
The shoes you'll soon be walking in.
See what I mean?
He's way loony.
That's right.
And now we're here to kick your butt.
I forgot to mention that I switch
my faithful assistants with some karate black belts on the way
here.
So my butt-kicking probably is not going to happen.
Now let's get what we came for, boys.
Now what do we do, Sammy?
The only thing we can do, Alex,
bring out the heavy artillery.
We're not done with you yet.
You've got to be joking.
When it comes to saving the world, we don't joke, Doc.
Sweet dreams.
Awesome work, Sammy.
Now let's put the stink to the shrink.
I have other plans for him, Alex.
Hey, I'm really psyched you're here, Clover.
Your tape was killer.
Well, I'm tickled pink to be here, Hansen, truly.
Tickled pink, OK, interesting lingo.
So are you ready to play some videos, guest VJ?
Indubitably.
What's this awful din?
Excuse me?
This video, don't tell me kids actually like this rubbish.
This rubbish is Fried Garbage.
And they're number one on the charts.
Well, I must say their name is quite appropriate.
Un-huh, well, is there anything you do like,
Ms. Cranky?
As far as I'm concerned, the only music worth its salt
is the classical variety, Brahms, Mozart, Bach.
I bet your audience would appreciate it
as a welcome relief.
Yeah, well, maybe we'll try it in another lifetime.
Meanwhile--
Oh, bother.
Hey, Your Majesty.
Like, I'm totally sorry I'm late.
That's quite all right, Jerry.
So, like, thanks again for inviting
me to hang in your killer digs.
I'm royally blown away.
It's our pleasure.
Well, thanks to both of you then,
and major props on deciding to make me a knight.
It's, like, such the unexpected trade,
even better than a shoe sale at the mall.
Are you feeling OK, Mr. Lewis?
OK?
I'm downright stokes, Queenie.
Now let's get this party started.
Oopsie.
You'll never get away with this.
Want to bet?
I guess we better go help the others.
Good idea.
And in the meantime, my men will take care of this clown.
[beeping]
So I wonder how Clover and Jerry made out.
As far as I'm concerned, the only music worth its salt
is the classical variety, Brahms, Mozart, Bach.
I can't believe those words actually came out of my mouth.
It's so embarrassing.
What is embarrassing is my behavior at the palace.
Not only does the Queen now despise me,
but my chances of ever becoming a knight are utterly nill.
Oh, it's too bad, Jer.
[beeping] - Huh?
Hello?
Yeah, that's me.
No way.
Yeah, totally.
OK, bye.
You're so not going to believe this.
Hansen, the love of my life, has never gotten
as many calls about a guest VJ.
Everyone loves the cranky girl.
They want me back.
Awesome.
You can thank me anytime.
No, I don't need to thank you, Jer.
I need to switch personalities with you.
Where's that behavioral adjuster thingy.
Oh, no, not in a million years.
Come on, Jer.
I said no.
But, Jer, this is important.
Please?
[laughing]
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