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What a weird day this has been. It all started when we woke up on the floor.
And it got even weirder once we left the house. Well, showing off our new
clothes wasn't weird. It was pretty cool.
But then this freaky futuristic cell phone thingy went off and this old guy
never seen before told us that we were spies.
As if.
So I threw the device out and we went for lunch. And that's when we were so
rudely attacked.
And even though we escaped, our lives still seem to be in danger.
Like, what is going on here?
So tell
me again why we're going through the garbage.
We're not.
Clover is.
Because she's the one that threw out the weird cell phone thingy in the first
place. Hey, don't blame me.
I didn't know what it was.
Still, if we want to get in touch with that old guy, we're going to need it.
This is so unfair.
And so gross.
Looks like it's been a few.
Yeah!
Can we go home now? We're in danger, Clover. We have to find that cell phone,
even if it means going through every garbage can at school.
My outfit is ruined, and I smell horrible.
Could the day get any worse?
I knew this is where you got your luck.
What do you want, Mandy?
Oh, nothing.
Now that I've seen you like this.
but you girls owe me some serious pamper points.
Hey!
I found it!
Great! Now let's just make the call and get our lives back to normal.
Maybe it works on voice commands. Open!
Please open!
I said open up!
Okay, now you're just being difficult.
It probably needs a more delicate touch.
I knew they would call back.
Sam! Clover! Alex!
Uh, old guy?
Listen carefully, girls. You may be in great danger.
May? We were just attacked at lunch.
Yeah, there was a crazy waiter and a freaky waitress and this really creepy
They totally ruined our sushi.
Three people attacked you? It must be the Lamos. It was a pretty lame lunch.
Not lame. Lamos.
The League aiming to menace and overthrow spies.
Sadly, their leader is my brother Terrence, and he will stop at nothing to
defeat us.
Girls, it is imperative that you get me out of this submarine.
I don't know.
Submarine rescues aren't really our thing.
Yeah, we usually hang out at the groove after school. And besides, how do we
know that we can trust you? I mean, we just met you today.
Actually, Sam, we've known each other for quite a while.
This was taken at the wolf picnic.
We went to a picnic?
How uncool is that?
It's your new bracelet.
They've erased part of your memory.
An evil fashion accessory?
Yeah, right.
I did think I was actually starting to buy what that old guy was selling.
Please, call me Jerry.
Girls, old guy, I mean Jerry, just might be onto something. My bracelet won't
come off.
You must hurry, girls. The submarine is filling with water.
There's nothing good on TV tonight anyway.
Excellent. Only one, Bob.
What do we know about being spies?
Oh, don't worry about that. As always, you'll find Gladys to be a tremendous
help. Gladys?
Who's Gladys?
Welcome back to the world, agent.
You have no memory of being spies.
I should remind you of a few things.
I am Gladys, and I am head of Whoop. I thought that was Jerry's job.
Oh, I just let Jerry tell people he's in charge.
He makes them feel important.
In that case, do we really have to save him? I'm afraid so, but before you do,
you'll need a few things. An important part of every spy mission is the gadget.
No spy ever embarks without them. Big deal.
I already have a nail file.
Does your nail file do this?
No, it doesn't do that.
Next is the bubble protection bubble gum.
Is it sugar -free?
No, but it's completely waterproof.
And finally, your jet pack.
Okay, now I feel like a real pie.
There's still one more thing. You need your outfit.
You told us. Now please put on your jetpacks. It's time to rescue Jerry.
Three super spies ready for action.
Good, because we're over the target area.
Get ready to jump.
No way! We're dead!
What's this?
I hope it wouldn't come to this.
We use the laser nail file.
Hey, but be careful where you point that thing.
Now that's what I call a serious grooming tool.
I could count on you. Now, would you mind untying me? The ropes are beginning
chafe. Okay, but you better not try anything funny.
Ah, free at last.
Now, let's get out of here before Parents finds out what we're up to.
that.
You good guys are so predictable.
It would seem, Jerry, that I'm going to have the pleasure of distracting you and
your star spies at the same time.
Did you hear that?
He just called us star spies.
We might be good, but not good enough.
We beat you once, and we're going to do it again.
Did you teach her that one, dear brother?
I thought I trained them better than this.
It looks like I've finally won.
Not so fast, Terrence. I'm not going down without a fight.
Ah, yes, you are.
And then it's going to sink into a shark feeding area.
Jumpy, jumpy.
Have a nice demise.
We'll be sure to leave all the hatches open on the way out.
Wouldn't want to make those hungry sharks wait too long.
real bot.
But I'm the head of Whoop. Gladys is my assistant.
Well, it doesn't really matter now. We're finished.
That's not what I taught you. I taught you girls that there's always a way out.
And you were the best students I ever trained.
Sam, you've always used your keen deductive logic to figure out difficult
And Alex, your athletic ability is second to none.
Basically, when you're a spy, you're the same as you are in your regular life.
What's that supposed to mean?
I mean whether you're a spy or whether you're a student.
Your creativity is second to none.
Well, that's pretty cool, I guess.
If only you could get those bracelets off, then you'd be able to think like
spies that you are.
Hey, check it out. My bracelet is rusting.
Don't rent much. We are so getting a refund on these.
Totally.
Aha! The salt water must be causing the class to corrode. Quick, girls, put your
bracelets back under water.
Ladies. Okay. Anyone else ready to wipe out the lame -os once and for all?
Yeah, but first I need a little help over here. No problem. I can remember
our training, even the class on knots.
Yeah, we'll kind of skip that class.
Well, you never said we'd be tested on it.
Yeah! All right!
Yes!
Unfortunately, we've sunk two... feet to swim to the surface.
It's torpedo tube.
All we have to do is shoot ourselves out of here.
I don't suppose anyone has a more comfortable
idea.
Galactic, bring the jet to pick up all four of them. We'll be at the surface in
a few seconds.
Coming right up.
Now to get our hands on Parrot. Any idea where he might be heading?
It's a full house, boss.
The Wolf agents are all here.
Perfect.
Lucky you saved that mess.
Indeed. Now to destroy Wolf.
Agents, I'll be brief. Each of you has just been given the latest communication
device from the lab.
And as of this moment, it is standard issue for all Whoop agents, so please
on your new braker. Thank you.
Now, I just need to be certain that you girls are ready
to take on the Lamers.
Um, we can... attack you, Jerry?
Oh, come now, girls. Just pretend that I'm carrot.
You're ready.
What is this place?
I don't know, but I'm not sticking around to find out.
It's working, Terrence. They're all going home.
Brilliant. Now get ready to witness the dawn of a new era in evil.
With Whoop neutralized, nothing can stop us.
Surprise.
This wasn't part of the plan.
I am too close to success.
I will not be stopped. There's no way.
Way? Get rid of them.
But my bracelets, they were perfect.
Yeah,
perfectly cheap.
As the next time you're looking to create memory erasing jewelry, you might
to consider silver.
Now, get ready for the big...
Wow,
being a super spy is even more fun than I remembered.
Face it, Terrence, you'll never win. This is the end of the Lamos.
I beg to differ, brother.
Okay, Jerry, we're ready to put him away for you.
No, girls. This is a family matter. I'll handle it myself.
Bring it on, parents.
No. Why don't you bring it on?
Come on, dear.
Finish him already.
He's going down any second now.
Not likely.
You're going down.
I've got you right where I want you. No.
I've got you right where I want you.
This is the end of the line, Heron.
You know, I was going to beat him. We
know, but it's been a really long day and we so want to go home.
Thanks to you girls, the Lamos has finally been eliminated. And with their
bracelets removed, all of our agents are back to normal.
I'm going to make sure these bracelets are never used again.
Good, because it was way weird not being able to remember being a spy.
Yeah, it was like we were totally missing something exciting in our lives.
guess that as much as we sometimes complain, the truth is we really like
spies. I'm glad you feel that way. And to thank you for defeating the Lamos,
taking you out shopping.
And believe it or not, Whoop will pay for everything.
Did I say we liked being spies?
I meant we love it.
One thing before we leave.
Gladys, I expect all the paperwork on this case to be on my desk by the time
get back.
But that's not my department. Quite the contrary. As the head of Whoop... It is
part of your job.
You are so busted.
As times change, a spy must always fit in with the current trend.
Back in the 1960s, we spies went for the super swinging look. A few years later,
the look was super cool.
Not long ago, spies perfected the super slick look.
Perhaps my current look is one that is most fitting for a spy.
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