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[theme song]

[scream]

Destroy!

Ten more and we're halfway there.

A party's just not a party without balloons.

I say a party is not a party without music.

Right Clover?

I say it's not a party without a boy kissing booth.

At least not a party I'd go to.

Dancing, kissing, balloons.

How can a party get any cooler?

[trunk horn]

[gasp]

You break it, you pay for it, Buddy.

Well, If it isn't the three nobodies.

Just in time to see my latest party favor.

You're own giant popsicle?

Tacky much?

Popsicle?

Hardly.

This is the centerpiece for my Me Cool party Saturday night.

Try again.

That's the same night as our party.

Oh, really?

Well, I'm sure the three of you will have a nice time alone.

Gotta go.

We're putting a skating rink in the pool.

Ugh.

A Cool party?

How can we beat that?

With a flame thrower.

Wait, I got it.

Whoa!

Hello, ladies.

Let's get this party started, shall we?

If he starts dancing, I'm outta here.

In just one week, we've seen trucks,

buildings, and businesses torn apart with no rhyme or reason.

Just pure, wanton destruction.

Who would want to destroy wantons.

Tons Chinese food is like, my favorite.

Apparently, someone's been skipping English class.

Which leads me to this.

They're totally our age.

Except they looked like a bunch of drop outs.

These are no high school rejects.

Far from it.

Athletics, the arts, every one of these children

was tops in their field.

What?

Until they all went bad.

But why?

Too much sugar?

Violent cartoons?

Poor fashion choices?

I've become such the raging grump when I accidentally

wear clashing colors.

All wonderful guesses.

But perhaps the X powder could provide further insight.

We go.

This database will cross-reference

all the kids backgrounds.

There.

All the kids attended Cap Achieve A Lot

within the last two months.

Then they went wild.

More like Camp Crazy A Lot.

Pack your things, girls.

You're going to camp.

Sorry Jer, but campfires dry my hair out.

And besides, I don't even own any camping gear.

This isn't that kind of camp.

It's a top notch training facility.

As for the gear, let's leave that to Gladys, shall we?

Here you go, girls.

Please promise to take care of these items.

Anti-grab Go Go boots, ultra-sensitive hearing

microphones, and finally, this.

Bug spray?

No one said anything about bugs.

It only looks like bug spray.

The canon hides an instant, highly concentrated fog.

Perfect for quick escapes and--

[coughing]

It even has a lovely, pine fresh scent.

Enough fun for now, girls.

Come, we have a long drive ahead to Camp Achieve A Lot.

What do you mean we, Jerry?

This time I'll be personally transporting you.

Code name, Daddy.

Undercover mode engaged.

We're getting close.

So who's up for a sing along?

Girls?

Hello?

Is this embarrassing or what?

Sam?

Yeah, right.

Embarrassing. Totally.

Come on, girls.

Music is excellent mental stimulus.

That's it.

Music.

What if we get a live band to perform at our party?

Maybe even Teensicle.

I'll call them right now. - Awesome.

Wait until Mandy hears about this.

Too late.

Teensicle is already booked.

At Mandy's party.

Goodbye kids.

Mom and I will miss you.

Just pretend we don't know him.

Remember son, Mommy wants you to come home a winner.

Or don't come home at all.

I hope you aren't here to win, because that position is taken.

We're just here to have fun.

Whatever.

Have fun losing.

Wow, looks like that's our cue.

Come on.

Next.

I hope we can solve this case by Saturday night.

Next. State your name and your talent.

I'm Alex and I guess I'm a pretty good skateboarder.

Next.

Clever.

Dancer supreme.

Words kind of fall short for how good I am.

Next.

Nice to meet you.

The name's Sam and I won six gold ribbons on the accordion.

You know, Sam, some accomplishments

are best kept yourself.

Greetings, new arrivals.

I'm Miss Paragon.

I came to Camp Achieve A Lot to train

and challenge talented kids like you

through intense competition.

How could so much cool stuff turn kids into maniacs?

Maybe a quick scan could answer that.

An intensely weird spectro energy readings.

And those who place first in your chosen fields

will appear on the hit TV show "Supreme

Dream Team" to be filmed right here live tomorrow night.

No way.

I totally love that show.

May I remind you, young lady, that you are here

to perform, not to have fun.

Geez, she should go to Mandy's party.

She'd Right in.

A skateboarder, huh.

Around here we have a saying--

let your talent do the talk.

Unless you'd prefer to leave.

One awesome skateboarding display coming up.

Yeah!

Not bad.

Who here can do better?

Check this out.

Wow, a Clawhammer 900.

I didn't think that move was humanly possible.

I'd put a move on him.

Excellent.

Report to the evaluation center tonight.

Evaluation center?

What's that?

Nothing you to worry about.

It's only for winners.

Back to your training.

You have just one day to impress me.

We should spread out and ask if anybody here

knew the kids that went bad.

Hey, nice spin.

Can I ask you about--

hello, I was talking to you.

Excuse me.

Can I--

Didn't anyone ever tell these kids all work and no play

makes for lousy weekends?

Looks like their talents stop just short of basic manners.

Something's definitely not right.

I'd like to evaluate that evaluation center.

I'd like to see more of that Andy guy.

Maybe we should follow him tonight.

Great idea.

We'll meet outside his cabin.

Hey.

I wish we could hear what's going on.

That's why smart spies accessorize

with the supersensitive earring microphone.

- Perfect. - Nice toss.

Forget the accordion, I think we just Sam's real talent.

I can hear Miss Paragon.

And Andy.

What's going on?

Do I get a trophy or something?

You don't need another trophy.

We're about to find out how much raw talent you really have.

[static]

Whatever it was, it fried the earring.

Great.

Now Gladys will be on our backs.

I'm more worried about those guys with the flashlight.

You, who's there.

Don't move.

We were just um, sleepwalking.

Yeah.

In fact, we're so talented at sleepwalking,

we can even sleeprun.

[music playing]

What about me?

What do I do?

If I were you, I'd hang on.

Yes!

That was close.

Do you think they got a good enough look at our faces?

I hope not.

Now we can--

What was that?

Seems like some kind of force field.

What kind of camp needs force field?

I get the feeling lots of things at this camp

aren't what they seem.

Oh ha.

Little Miss troublemaker.

I think it's time someone recognized your talent.

I couldn't sleep at all last night.

I just know something bad happened to Andy.

I checked my fried earring mic.

The radiation was off the scale.

I bet it's connected to that weird light we saw.

Morning all, I have an announcement.

Yeah, like you're an evil witch

and you're going to make us miss our own party.

Yesterday's skateboard star didn't

have what it takes after all.

So not only is his spot available,

I'll even throw in this fine board he left behind.

Awesome.

Maybe I should go practice my routine again?

I still got a chance.

Alex, remember what happened to Andy.

I want to get a closer look at that evaluation center.

Huh.

Intruder headed for the EC.

Hold her and wait for my--

The Clawhammer 900.

No way.

Andy's the only one who can pull off that move.

Not anymore Did you see that, Sam?

Sam?

She was getting to the evacuation center.

Come on.

Let me out.

Hey!

I am warning you.

I have an accordion and I'm prepared to use it.

Here, be my guest.

Seems you have all sorts of surprising talents, don't you?

You're twisted and evil, and I'm not

playing a single note for you.

Lucky me.

Too bad though since it would have

been your final performance.

What now?

We have to get in there.

Sam could be in trouble.

There's always a window of opportunity.

Got your anti-grav Go Go boots?

Yeah.

Oh no, Miss Paragon's got Sam.

And she's about to play the accordion.

We have to get in there fast.

It's no use.

Hang on, Sam.

Hang on.

You're turning kids into mindless animals.

Why?

What's in it for you?

Simple.

What's in it for me is whatever used to be in them.

Showtime.

No!

Dispose of her.

I think I'll pass on this one.

Perhaps I'll inflict it on someone else.

No, even I'm not that mean.

Look, she stores the talent in those little cubes.

They're taking Sam away.

Come on.

[gasp]

Hurry!

Sam, are you all right?

Can you talk?

The lights are on but nobody's home.

[groaning]

Over there.

Hello?

Clover, look out behind you.

Andy!

Aggressive towards girls much, jerk.

We have to get out of here.

Come on, Sam.

It's no use.

Paragon's spotlight zapped her just

like it did all these losers.

They keep coming like angry mosquitoes.

Exactly.

And we've got just the thing for mosquitoes, remember?

We can't let Sam wind up like that.

There's got to be a way to reverse the process.

Miss Paragon's the only one who knows it.

I want destroy.

Don't worry, you'll get your chance.

I am like, so over force fields.

There must be a way around it.

Or a control box.

Or--

What are those?

Wait.

Good to hear from you girls.

Homesick?

Right now, yes.

But first, we need you to help us to disable

this force field thingy.

Intriguing.

I'll see if Gladys recognizes the design.

Where's Sam? - Um.

Destroy!

Destroy!

She's keeping busy.

So, how do we disable this force field thingy?

I'm reviewing some schematics now.

If you can construct a simple proton phase reversal

by modifying the flux of your--

Destroy.

Destroy.

Never mind, Jer.

We've got it covered.

Thanks, Sam.

Save some for Miss Paragon.

Something tells me it will be so easy.

With the TV show tonight, you can bet

she's planning something big.

Let's go.

I give you.

The winners of Camp Achieve A Lot's quest for excellence.

They have earned their place in the spotlight.

And when the "Supreme Dream Team" people arrive,

they will see the greatest talent

the world has ever known--

me.

10 years ago I started this camp with nothing but a dream.

I hoped to find raw talent.

Shape it, perfect it--

And then steal it for yourself.

Ignore these sour losers.

They haven't seen the light.

But they will.

Behold.

[screaming]

Oh no, someone has to save those kids.

Get them

OK, but can we see ourselves first?

Nice work, Sam.

Get Paragon before she gets us.

I'll get Paragon, you kill the lights.

Got it.

You want to see some real moves?

Fine.

Geez, looks like somebody's a little starved for attention.

So much the hands on approach.

Oh, it's you.

Don't worry, we'll have you back to normal any minute now.

Maybe.

Destroy!

Fine, you run along and destroy now.

There.

That should limit the spread of your talent sucking, for now.

You've got some great new moves,

but I like to kick it old school.

You-- you want to play rough?

Fine.

I've absorbed more blackbelts than you've had birthdays.

You won't lay a finger on me.

How about a boot?

Well, this is tougher than I thought.

Don't you four girls see?

You're just no match for me.

And though my camp may fall, the world will know

I'm the brightest star of all.

Well, I have to prepare for my television debut.

You girls have any brilliant life words

before your brains go numb?

These aren't my last words but they're brilliant anyway.

Reverse the polarity of your grab boots.

Reverse the-- got it.

Wow, for a second there she really did look like a star.

A really bright one.

Now she's just the first place loser.

Nice work, girls.

A tad messy but nice.

Sam and the others will be glad to know

Gladys is working on reversing Miss Paragon's talent draining.

All Gladys needs is these little cubes, a remote control,

and it's showtime.

[helicopter sound]

Wow, Supreme Dream Team.

They're here.

I hate to be rude, but we really can't do

a show from this pathetic dump.

What happened?

Maybe you don't have to do the show here.

But where can we find another venue on such short notice?

Excuse me.

Teensicle!

I knew you'd come.

Actually, we're headed back next door.

Can we borrow some ice?

[music playing]

Is this an awesome party or what?

You said it. Especially the band.

Darling, that was unbelievable.

Thanks.

And the best thing is, we're not competing.

We play great together.

Yeah, talent isn't always about winners and losers.

Sometimes it's just a ton of fun.

I know we're supposed to hate the bad guys and all,

but I totally love Miss Paragon's shoes.

I mean, I spent weeks looking for the perfect gift

for Clover's birthday, and they were, right in my face.

And on my back.

And I think she got me in the side, too.

Anyway, I so wanted to ask where she bought them but I think

Jerry would have flipped if I said,

excuse me, ma'am, in the middle of--

But can you tell me where you bought your shoes?

Would it be wrong to sneak into prison just to get SKU number?

Yeah.