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[phone rings]

[energetic music]

It all started yesterday when we defeated

this totally weird, totally evil baddie, which was totally cool.

But then our moms showed up, unannounced,

and discovered that we're spies, which was totally uncool.

And Mandy and her friends started acting, like,

completely wacky for no apparent reason, wearing tacky camo

and trying to take us out and stuff.

Then we realized that it was because of the suds, that we

took from the totally weird, totally evil baddie,

and accidentally spilled in a hot tub.

Anyway, Mandy stole our moms.

And even though they've forbidden

us from doing any more spying--

We totally can't help it because it's

what we were born to do.

There's got to be something around here to help us figure

out where Mandy took our moms.

ALEX: You mean something like that?

It's a brochure for the Sugar Flake Ski Resort.

- That's it. - That's what?

That's got to be where Mandy's headed.

Her parents just built her a chichi new chalet there.

[gasp] You're right.

She's been bragging about that place for months trying

to make everyone jealous.

Totally worked on me.

If that's true, then why would she leave this behind?

It'll lead us right to her.

Because she's incredibly lame.

Or she might be trying to set us up,

which means we better be careful.

In that case, maybe we should call in reinforcements.

And I know just the 60-something,

semi-balding man for the job.

Unfortunately, he hasn't given us his number.

Talk about being stingy with the digits.

Looks like we'll be stopping by WOOHP in person.

[ring]

G.L.A.D.I.S.: Hey, Jer'.

Now remember, G.L.A.D.I.S., we've lost our top spies.

We must replace them with equally qualified .

Recruits

G.L.A.D.I.S.: How about those two?

Look at him [laughs]

JERRY: Excellent.

I'm going in.

Excuse me boys, I was wondering if you could answer a question.

Sure, gramps.

Fire away.

If you had to choose between climbing an icy

summit blindfolded, traversing the ocean in a deflating

lifeboat, or halting a locomotive

with your bare hands, which would you prefer to do?

Uh, we prefer to go home and play video games.

Later.

G.L.A.D.I.S.: Apparently they don't possess the spy gene.

I'm beginning to think finding competent replacements

for Sam, Clover, and Alex is going to be

a bigger chore than expected.

[laughter]

Welcome to my icy prison, ladies.

Wicked.

This prison looks an awful lot like a luxury ski resort.

Duh, we gotta be here too, you know.

Now let's see how long it takes those spies

to try and save their mommies.

And when they do, we'll be waiting for them.

You think our WOOHP security codes still work?

Of course they do, Alex.

I mean just because we hit a temporary snag with the rents

doesn't mean we're banned from the building.

Access denied.

Access denied.

OK, I know I'm tired from being up all night worrying

about my mom, but there's no way I'm typing in the wrong code.

Here let me try mine.

Access denied.

OK.

Not what I expected.

Let give it a shot.

After all, G.L.A.D.I.S. always did like me best.

Access denied.

Oh Yeah she adores you.

OK, enough games G.L.A.D.I.S., you need to stop goofing around

and let us in right now.

G.L.A.D.I.S.: Sorry, you are no longer authorized WOOHP agents.

I can't let you inside.

So much for the whole "once a spy always a spy" thingy.

You got to listen to us, G.L.A.D.I.S.,

it's an emergency.

Yeah, Mandy kidnapped our moms,

and we need to speak to Jerry on the double.

Jerry is currently out of the office.

The only way to see him is to make an appointment.

Fine.

We'll take his next available.

G.L.A.D.I.S.: Sorry.

Only agents are allowed to make appointments.

Have a nice day.

Oh great.

What are we going to do now?

I know.

I'll write Jerry a letter and tell him what's happened.

Awesome.

After all I did promise Jerry we'd write.

News flash, girls.

Snail mail is, like, seriously prehistoric.

As in it'll take days to get that thing to Jer'.

Not if I send it airmail.

That's a brilliant Idea.

Only, how are you going to get it all

the way up to Jerry's office?

Easy, I'm going to deliver it myself.

Please be careful Sammy.

Yeah, take one step at time.

And whatever you do, don't look down.

I did that once when I was riding

the Ferris wheel at the Bev Hills street fair,

and I totally tossed my--

Hey guys, I think I'd be a lot more

confident if you were quieter.

Right.

Sorry.

Here goes nothing.

Great job, Sam

Awesome.

ALEX: Sam.

CLOVER: Sam.

I guess all that note passing in class finally paid off.

So what's our next move, girls?

Well, Jerry or no Jerry, we've got

to get this show on the road.

And if we're going to go after Mandy and save our moms,

we'll need some sort of gadgets to take them out with.

But with G.L.A.D.I.S. giving us the icy cold robo-shoulder,

where are we going to get our gadgets from?

I know just the place.

Beverly Hills has a hardware store?

Yep, even the rich and famous are

do-it-yourselfers sometimes.

Speaking of doing it yourself, let's roll.

This would be perfect for breaking and entering.

Who needs an expandable cable bungee belt

when you've got a garden hose?

Low rent snowshoeing anyone?

These are bound to come in handy somehow.

And of course, what would be complete

without her sassy outfit?

Awesome.

I know.

Now, let's go find our moms.

Since the one-on-one random recruitment

approach didn't work out, perhaps

I ought to try something new.

But what?

I know, I'll place a classified advertisement.

Do you enjoy danger?

Do you seek a life of covert thrills?

Then WOOHP has the perfect opportunity for you.

G.L.A.D.I.S., how many times have

I told you, if you want to practice origami,

do it on your own time.

G.L.A.D.I.S.: That isn't my handiwork, Jerry.

Oh my goodness it's a note from the girls.

"Dear Jerry, Mandy and her two friends

were turned into evil spy satins when

we accidentally dropped the inventor's

suds into her hot tub.

Now they've kidnapped our mothers

and taken them to Mandy Sugarflake's ski chalet.

Please help.

Sincerely, Sam, Clover and Alex."

G.L.A.D.I.S., prepare the chopper.

I've got to help them right away.

Look at all these awesome chalets.

Totally.

This resort is so hot I'm surprised

the snow doesn't melt.

Where do we even begin looking?

Mandy could have hid our mothers anywhere around here.

Why don't we start by looking in Mandy's chalet.

But how can we be sure that that's Mandy's place?

Duh, the giant M clearly doesn't stand for modesty.

[grunting]

Well, I guess that was easy enough to find.

A little too easy.

We better keep a low profile.

Mandy may be setting a trap.

If she is, it'll be the poshest trap I ever fell for.

Let's hit it.

[suspenseful music]

Here's the plan.

You guys go around to the side windows,

and I'll use the can opener to unlock the back door.

See you inside.

[muffled grunting]

That was our mothers.

But I don't think it came from inside.

Quick, strap on the badminton racket snow shoes.

Uh, nice gadget, Alex.

Sorry, Sorry, seemed like a good idea at the time.

There.

Mommy.

How did they get up there?

The bigger question is how are we going to get them down?

[giggle]

Don't worry, mother.

I'm coming for you.

Nice shot, Clover.

I didn't even know I had it in me.

I mean, I've always been an automatic sprinkler

kind of girl.

There they go.

Just like horrendously dressed flies to honey.

Totally heinous.

Yeah, major fly-age.

Can It.

And be ready, spy-sassins.

[panting] Whew!

I should totally add the house climb to my exercise routine.

Call me old fashioned, but I like the kind of gadgets that

do all the hard work for you.

Quick, lets get inside before we get blown away.

This thing's more slippery than Jer' when

we ask for vacation time.

How are we ever going to get up there?

I've got it.

We can plunge our way up.

OK, but let's make it quick.

This is a new level of humiliation.

[muffled grunting]

Don't worry.

We'll have you out of there in a sec.

[grunting]

Mommy, thank goodness you're safe.

As soon as we realized you were in trouble,

we came after you.

Don't worry, there'll be plenty

of time to thank us later.

Right now we've got to get out of here.

OK, I'm catching a mega hostile vibe here.

What's wrong?

What's wrong is that we told you that this spy business

was strictly off limits.

Then the moment we leave you alone,

you go right back to your old ways.

I guess we thought that only apply to non

life threatening situations.

Yeah, we just totally saved you guys.

But if you weren't spies in the first place,

you wouldn't have to be saving us.

Hey, what gives?

We're locked in.

So far, this rescue attempt isn't

one for the highlight reel.

I knew I should have gotten some sort of prying

gadget at the hardware store.

MANDY (INTERCOM): No lame gadget is

going to save you now, spies.

I'm in control now, losers.

Sam, you were right.

It is a trap.

All right, I've only known this Mandy person

for a few hours, but she seems to have

a real attitude problem.

You don't how the half of it.

MANDY (INTERCOM): So long, spies.

Enjoy the ride down.

[screaming]

What are we gonna do now?

You mean besides smash into what ever solid object's

at the end of the cable?

[screaming]

Don't worry, I'll get us out of here.

[thud]

Hey, my gadget was good for something after all.

Only now going to crash and catch colds at the same time.

Your mother's got a pint.

I hope this is part of a bigger, more impressive plan, Sam.

It is.

Now take off your suits.

Excuse me, you know how much time, effort, and fashion savvy

went into designing these?

I'm not gonna just--

why don't you two see it my way?

OK so what do we do with these now?

Use them as parachutes.

Come on, mom.

Looks like we have to jump.

Are you crazy?

No way we're going to--

[cable grinding]

[crash]

Hurry up.

What are you waiting for?

Let's go.

[screaming]

[grunt]

[crash]

[drum roll]

I don't even know what to say.

Oh great, what now?

More grief about being spies?

You girls are awesome.

You really mean it?

Absolutely and you work so beautifully together,

like a well-oiled spy machine.

Well, truth be told, we're actually super spies.

[engine revving]

[yelling]

Actually, I'm glad you three escaped,

because now we get to run you down in these totally

rad snowmobiles.

[engine revving]

Come on, we've got to lead them away from our moms.

We can use these for snowboards.

Terrif', more pseudo-gadgets.

Hey!

Split up.

After them, and don't let them get away this time!

[blades spinning]

What's the matter, Alex?

Can't you shake me?

[gasp]

[gasp]

[grunt]

You look a little chilly.

How about if I heat things up for you?

Thanks, as if this thing isn't hard enough to ride on snow.

Hey!

You'll pay for that.

And I mean literally.

It was really expensive.

[gasp]

Nice snowboard, loser.

Where'd you get it, the Valley dump?

I'd never set foot in the valley, and you know it.

All I know is you're going down

[squealing]

Hey!

I don't know about you guys, but I am sick of playing defense.

So am I. Let's take it to these evil snow bunnies.

Look, over there.

That might be just the thing to cool off Mandy and company.

[grunting]

Hurry, turn on the snow machines.

[engines roar]

Look, they finally gave up.

Let's finish them off, girls.

[yelling] [crash] [grunt]

Ow.

Nice work, girls.

I guess we better go round them

up before they freeze solid.

Or we could do it right after.

Jerry.

There they are,

And look at that.

They've already apprehended those nasty villains.

You really should lock that Mandy girl up

for a long, long time, Harry.

It's Jerry.

[radio wave]

[avalanche roars]

[laughter]

[gasp]

Oh no, the chopper is gonna cause an--

Avalanche!

[crashing] [yelling]

Crud.

[helicopter blades]

[gasp]

Oh my.

[energetic music]