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[beeping]

[theme music]

[explosion]

[grunting]

[panting]

[splash]

[crunch]

[bulge]

[groaning]

[roar]

[fast grunting] - Huh?

What the--

- I can't believe we're walking. - Hello.

We live in Beverly Hills.

Everyone's going to make fun of us.

[laugh]

[grumble]

Duh, it's called exercise.

You don't drive to the gym.

Ugh, I do.

It's about time a new gym opened in our neighborhood.

Yeah, I was getting seriously bored with the other five.

[gasp]

ALL: Cool.

Woo!

Awesome!

Oh!

Look at all this killer equipment.

It's totally state-of-the-art.

They've even got a machine for your smile muscles.

[grunt]

OK, one big problem though--

I don't know which workout outfit to wear.

- Hey. - Clover.

What?

I need to match the decor of the room.

I think a sultry lime works here.

Don't you, Alex?

Alex?

[babbling]

What's up with her?

She's all covered in sweat, and she hasn't

even started working out yet.

ALEX: Cute boy.

[grunting]

[gulping]

Totally cute and way ripped.

Hey, Alex, I think Mr. Muscles is looking at you.

[gasp]

[swoon]

You must have been working out really hard.

Here, have some water.

Thanks.

I'm Raymond.

I work here as an instructor.

I'm Alex, and I don't know anything.

OK.

Well, I can help.

Wow, if I knew fainting worked like that,

I'd do it more often.

[squeal]

[panting]

[chuckle]

[giggle]

[grunting]

That's the best workout I've ever had.

Don't you mean worse?

Come on, Alex, it's time to hit the showers.

But I'm not done with my workout.

Raymond's teaching me all sorts of cool stuff.

Like, did you know that without pain, apparently,

there's no gain?

Very interesting.

We've all got homework to do, remember?

Plus, I've already gone through my entire workout wear

rotation.

[grumble]

Guess I gotta go, Raymond, but I'm sure I'll see you soon.

Huh?

There's a bodybuilding competition

here at the gym tonight.

Would you like to come see me compete?

Yeah.

[swoon]

She'll be there.

Bye, Raymond.

OK, sister, don't even think about holding out on us.

We want to hear everything about your new musclehead hottie,

and pronto.

Yeah, spill it.

What's Raymond like?

In a word, he's completely--

[creak]

[screaming]

Awesome.

Glad you enjoyed the ride, Alex.

She wasn't talking about the whooping, Jer.

She has a new buff boyfriend, and FYI, you interrupted

before she got to the juicy stuff.

Well, I'm sorry for the intrusion,

but time is of the essence.

Reports have come in of a disturbance at San Cabo Beach,

specifically at an outdoor workout facility.

What kind of disturbance?

Apparently, some kind of monster

seems to be terrorizing the area.

A monster?

You interrupted a major dish fest for a monster?

Ugh, whatever.

The descriptions are vague.

I'm not sure what you'll be up against,

so let's get you properly equipped.

GLADIS. [beep]

[gasp]

As you can see, all your usual gear is there,

plus oxygen-enhanced gum, homing-beacon band-aids,

and super sticky lip gloss.

I've also added something fresh from the lab--

electroshock powder puffs.

They do more than make you girls look good--

20,000 volts more.

Just in time for Raymond.

Ya, right, like I need any help.

Raymond already digs me.

Good luck, ladies.

Woo hoo!

Uh, um.

Hm.

Everything looks pretty normal to me.

Normal?

Are you Kidding?

Those waves are way tasty.

I say we ditch these backpacks and get our surf on.

[groaning]

[gasp]

I think you spoke too soon, girls.

Gym-trashing freak at 12 o'clock.

Whoa, what's his problem?

[roar]

I don't know, but we gotta stop him before he

completely destroys the place.

Uh, excuse me, Mr. Freakout, I think

it's time for you to put down the tofu dogs

and hit the showers.

[roar]

[grunting]

I was trying to be nice.

Apparently, he doesn't understand nice.

Let's get him, girls.

[roar]

[smash]

Whoa!

Sammy!

[whirring]

Huh?

Don't worry.

I've got her back.

Woo!

[crash]

[scream]

Slamming move, ice cream man.

You should see what I can do with a cappuccino cart.

[plop]

Ooh!

Banana mocha fudgey bar.

[crying]

[grunting]

[shout]

[scream]

[roar]

[gasp]

Yippee!

[scream]

[grumble]

OK, I've officially had it with this supersized loser.

[roar]

[shout]

It's like the sign says-- no roughhousing on the beach.

[shout]

[smack]

Clover!

[scream]

Clover, are you OK?

Of course I'm not OK.

That freak just slimed me.

Ugh, I probably got monster cooties.

Where's the shower?

Don't wash it off just yet.

It could be a clue.

I can't believe that thing bit me and got away.

Now it's totally personal.

Look on the bright side-- if we hurry,

we can make it back in time for Raymond's competition.

Ugh, I'm not going anywhere without my shower!

[thud]

[cheering]

Oh, ooh.

[cheering]

Oh, my.

We've died and gone to hottie heaven.

There's Raymond.

[chomp]

Alex, glad you could make it.

Hey, you should try these bars.

I got a free box in the mail.

They're great.

Um, maybe next time.

[cheer]

[shutters clicking]

Looks like the competition's starting.

Break a leg, Raymond.

[shutters clicking]

[shutters clicking]

[swooning]

[groan]

[bulging]

Isn't Raymond adorable?

[grunting]

[shout]

[thud]

Uh, depends on which definition of "adorable" you're

using.

ALEX: Raymond!

[screaming]

Here we go again.

Come on, before he really does break a leg.

Try not to hurt him.

[squeal]

[gasp]

Whoa!

[thud]

I'll keep that in mind.

[shout]

[crash]

That was anticlimactic.

And two in a row.

We must be losing our touch.

OK, remind me to never work out in the morning again.

Don't worry.

I slapped a homing beacon on him.

I mean, hello?

Not about to let a potential boyfriend escape that easily.

Good thinking, Alex.

Guess we better call Jer and give him the 411.

Hello, girls.

What's up?

Another musclehead went berserko.

Oh, no offense.

Well, I think I have some useful information for you.

I analyzed the saliva from Clover's arm.

Er, gross flashback.

The DNA matches one Robert Beefcake,

famous Cabo bodybuilder.

I also found traces of a chocolatey

megamass gainer substance.

Hey, Raymond was eating a chocolate exercise

bar right before he flipped.

[gasp] Look, there's the wrapper.

"Bulky Bar"?

I wonder who that guy is.

That's Alric Wernerstein.

Mr. Planet, 1977.

ALEX: Um, how do you know that?

CLOVER: Are you kidding?

I could write a who's who of cut and cute guys.

There's nothing on him in the database.

It looks like he dropped out of competition years

ago and hasn't been heard from since.

No worries.

Something tells me Raymond will lead us right to Wernerstein.

Nice digs, if you're into the whole mountaintop hermit thing.

How are we gonna get in?

Windows?

No.

Security cameras and mondo lasers.

Is there a back door?

I'm not getting bitten twice in one day,

thank you very much.

Feel like taking a swim?

I think we have a winner.

[rattling]

Mm.

Fresh mint.

Let's hope the oxygen lasts longer than the flavor does.

[splash]

ALL: Hm.

Wow, humble much.

I'm not a shrink or anything, but I think this guy

has issues with a capital I.

[roar]

Raymond?

Hang on, Raymond, I'll get you outta there.

Uh, Al, I think your boyfriend has a bit of a weight problem.

[whirring]

What's going on?

Whoa!

I don't know, but try and run faster.

I can't.

Me neither.

Legs failing.

[screaming]

[grunting]

[chuckle]

Hello, intruders.

Alric, what have you done to Raymond?

After years of bodybuilding obscurity,

I'm making my comeback.

And to make sure I win, I'm eliminating my competition.

[growling]

[gasp]

I sent out free samples of my Bulky Bars

to all the top bodybuilders.

And after they eat one, they won't be able to stop

until they've exploded.

Why don't you try a few for yourself?

Um.

Now if you'll excuse me, I must check

on the latest batch of bars.

They're going to be a huge hit.

Get it?

Huge?

[chuckle] What a sense of humor I have.

Oh!

You over-inflated freak!

[groaning]

Hey, remember those smile exercises

we did at the muscle machine?

Uh, I'm not really in the mood for smiling right now, Sam.

No.

If we smile hard enough, we might just

be able to break out of here.

You've got to be kidding.

Do it.

Hee hee.

[grunting]

[crack]

[crash]

[gasp]

[whirring]

[thud]

[grumble]

[splash]

[sizzling]

[bulging]

[roar]

[glass shattering]

[scream]

We gotta do something quick before we have to clean

my boyfriend off the walls.

Boys don't usually like lip gloss,

but it's for their own good.

[zip]

[grumble]

Very nice.

I agree.

That color really matches their complexion.

Oh, guess those afterschool courses at the Bev High

Beauty Annex finally paid off.

Come on.

[crash]

You girls must be stronger than you look.

Good thing I've got backup.

[gasp]

Backup?

I sent these bodybuilders some bars in the mail,

and know they've come here for more.

I will give them all the bars they want

after they have crushed you.

Look on the bright side--

the bigger they are, the harder they fall, right?

Right.

[whacking]

[laugh]

[crunch]

Ow.

[shout]

Ouch!

It really should be, "the bigger they are,

the harder they punch."

[maniacal laughter]

I've got an idea.

It's not gonna be fun, but it might save

us from being bench pressed.

Cover for me.

Hiya!

Huh?

[squeal]

I can't believe I'm doing this.

[smack]

[laugh]

Alex, are you nuts?

It's the only way to put these boys in their place.

[munching]

SAM: But you'll freak out.

Not if you use these.

[crash]

Ha!

Look at my massive pipes!

[roar]

Uh, Alex?

[roar]

I don't think Alex is quite herself.

Maybe she needs a reminder who the bad guys are.

[beep]

Oh!

[shout]

[thud]

[laugh]

OK, time to take control of this bizarro cinch.

[crackling]

[roaring]

[shout]

[smack]

This is great.

Alex is unstoppable.

What?

You think you can take me?

I made you.

[rip]

[roar]

Bring it on.

[grunt]

Alex crush!

[ding]

[grunting]

[crack]

Oh!

[squeal]

Come on, Alex.

You're way more of a man than he is.

[thud]

Oh!

[groan]

[thud]

[laugh]

Oh!

[beeping]

[sizzling]

[roar]

[giggle]

[thunder cracking]

[roar]

[crashing]

[gasp]

Ouch.

That's gonna leave a mark.

[thudding]

[laugh]

[whimper]

Hiya!

[shout]

[thud]

[groan]

[laugh]

No more!

Please!

Call her off!

What?

I didn't quite hear you.

[roar]

Stop her!

I beg you.

I didn't hear "please."

Please.

[giggle]

With a cherry on top?

Yes, with all the cherries.

[beep]

[zap]

And that's only because you asked nicely.

[sigh]

How long till I'm back to normal?

Oh, I don't know.

Another couple weeks, maybe?

What?

Hey, Alex.

Just wanted to say thanks for saving me.

Aww, it was nothing.

I'd do it-- [straining] --any time.

Yeah, about that.

I'm not sure it's gonna work out between us.

ALEX: What?

Why?

It's just, I've got this thing about seeing girls

who are more ripped than I am.

Sorry.

Oh.

[grumble]

More ripped?

Why I oughta--

Easy there, beefcake.

It's not like you're gonna see him again.

Yeah.

You're so buff, you won't have to go back to the gym

for the rest of the year.

Whoa. Easy, girl.

Down, Alex.

Whoa there.

[static]

Boy, Alex really took one for the team today.

Although, I think she kind of likes being all buff.

But frankly, I am sick of all these fad ways

to bulk up, or trim down, or gain weight, or lose weight,

or high protein, no protein, pseudo carb,

grapefruit-restricted, no wheat, flourless,

vegan, bovine, lactose, fat-free, sedentary, quick fix

to life.

I mean, nothing beats Mother Nature and a good, sensible--

[doorbell]

Oh!

That must be the fermented cabbage supplements I ordered.

It's brain food. It's different.

[static]