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[solemn electronic chord]
[bright electronic chord]
[theme music]
[ominous music playing]
GUARD: Congratulations, Jazz Hands.
Your sentence is officially up.
I hope you've learned your lesson.
JAZZ HANDS: Oh, I sure have.
In fact, I can't wait to put my days of criminal memory
far behind me.
[sinister chuckling]
[electronic beeping]
[upbeat music playing]
Hm.
[sighing]
Wonder what's taking him so long.
Huh?
MALE VOICE (IN VENDING MACHINE): Sorry to keep you
waiting, Samantha.
All of the information you need is in this envelope.
I look forward to our new secret partnership.
Don't worry. I won't let you down.
[mysterious music playing]
[mellow music playing]
[alarm clock ringing]
[alex groaning]
[alex grunting in frustration]
ALEX: Not mine.
Not mine either.
GIRLS: Sammy, hit the snooze button!
Ugh, great.
Hello, Earth to Sam?
Time to bring Operation Rude Awakening to a close.
Hey, where is she?
CLOVER: Beats me.
I didn't even know it was possible to get up this early.
JERRY: Morning, ladies.
So glad to see you're awake.
Otherwise, I would have had to find some other agents
for this early morning mission. - Forget it, Jer.
We so didn't get up on purpose.
In fact,
[yawning]
We were headed back to our rooms for some well-deserved shuteye.
Bye!
Well, you can sleep later.
Right now, I need you for a very important assignment.
[huffs]
GIRLS: Hey!
[girls squealing]
ALEX: This is all Sam's fault!
If it wasn't for her dumb alarm clock,
we wouldn't even be here!
Which is why, as soon as we find her,
we're gonna give her a major piece of our minds!
[girls squealing]
Okay, Jer, this better be good.
Yeah, I only spy in my jammies under way
extreme circumstances.
I assure you, you'll find today's task most intriguing.
You're to uncover who or what is behind a series
of strange attacks on various area sushi restaurants.
No way!
Jerry, why you wake us up earlier?
Pardon me?
Duh!
Sushi Shishi is only like, our absolute fave raw fish joint.
And now, it's totally trashed!
Quick, load us up with gadgets.
Very well then.
[girls squealing]
I give you the pomade grenade, the suction cup
bottom go-go boots, the yo-yo lasso, and UPWATI, which
of course, stands for Underwater Power Walking
Apparatus That's Inconspicuous.
[thoughtful humming]
[electronic trilling]
In that case, we're outta here.
Only, what should we do about out missing teammate?
I'll send Sam and her gadgets along
just as soon as I locate her.
Cheerio!
[girls squealing]
[suspenseful music playing]
OK, Alex.
Time to get to the bottom of this sushi catastrophe.
I dunno, Clover.
Maybe we should take a less direct approach.
You know, in case there are any sushi bar-bashing
baddies still inside.
Good thinking.
We can sneak around back.
I have a better idea.
We blow this case wide open with the pomade grenade.
[pomade squirting]
Ew.
[explosion ringing hollowly]
[grate scraping]
Awesome!
On second thought, maybe crawling through a drain pipe
wasn't such a hot idea after all.
Forget about us.
Check out poor Sushi Shishi!
It's worse on the inside than it was on the outside.
Guess now we know what Jer meant
when he said strange attacks.
I mean, what is this gross-y stuff?
Only one way to find out.
[electronic whirring]
According to the X-Powder, it's melanin.
Melon what?
Melanin, as in a naturally occurring dark pigment
found in stuff like skin, hair, and fur.
[footsteps clattering]
[clover gasping]
Do you hear that?
Yeah.
Which means you were right.
There are still baddies in here.
Then we better surprise 'em with a sneak attack,
courtesy of the suction-cup bottom go-go boots.
[girls grunting]
GIRLS: Hi-yah!
[blows thudding]
Hey!
What do you think you're doing?
Sammy!
Is that you?
Yeah, though right now, I'm kinda wishing it wasn't.
Oopsie. Sorry about the butt kicking.
I guess it's my fault for sneaking up on you.
Yeah, it is.
Like, where in the world have you been?
Sorry, but I've been swamped with school stuff.
First, I had a new class, Sunrise 101,
then I met my quantum macro physics
study group at the library.
But the library doesn't open for another hour.
Uh, did I say the library?
I meant the Mali Cafe.
You know how QMP majors love their coffee.
[thoughtful humming]
[communicator trilling]
Ah.
Hey, Jer.
Just in time for us to report our freaky findings.
The report will have to wait.
I just got word that another sushi bar, Here Fishy Fishy,
is currently experiencing a bizarre attack.
What kinda bizarre attack?
I think it's best if you see for yourself, which is why I've
sent the undercover hover limo.
[limo whirring]
[girls gasping]
GIRLS: Yay!
Good choice, Jer.
Nothing like a posh ride to ease the stress of a manic mission.
[girls giggling]
[limo whooshing]
[quiet slurping]
[mellow upbeat music playing]
Built in massage seats, global satellite TV,
all the sparkling watermelon WOOHP water we can drink?
This is too good to be true!
[alex gasping]
You can say that again!
[menacing music playing]
[sculpture crumbling]
Whoa, what are those things?
I'm guessing giant living octopus
sushi, the same ones that destroyed
our beloved Sushi Shishi!
You're right, Clover.
The circular marks, the giant tooth,
the melanin ink on the floor, it all makes perfect sense!
Yeah, in bizarro world.
[jet pack ratcheting]
Come on, Spies.
Time to teach these mutant sushi rolls a lesson!
I'm right behind ya.
[telephone trilling]
ALEX AND CLOVER: Huh?
Hello?
MALE VOICE (ON PHONE): Samantha, I've just gotten word
that the target is now in motion.
OK, I'll get there just as soon as I can.
Who was that?
Um, Prof Smith, my Phys Ed instructor.
I'm supposed to be giving an oral presentation
on sink-swimming in her class in 10 minutes.
Fuh-reaky.
I wonder how she got the WOOHP limo line number.
I guess Jerry must've patched her through.
Well, what are you gonna do?
We're like, in the middle of a mission.
Looks like I'll just have to spy really fast.
Come on, girls!
[jetpacks whooshing]
[crashing and clattering]
Wow, you could totally cater a massive pool
party with these big boys.
Yeah, too bad they don't sell soy sauce by the barrel.
[octopi growling]
[alex growling]
So, do you guys prefer hand rolls or cut rolls?
[squealing]
Put me down!
Hold tight, Alex!
[octopus growling]
[sam screaming]
Okay, let me rethink this.
Don't worry, Alex!
I got your back.
[jet pack blasting]
[ink spurting]
[clover squealing]
Ugh.
Who knew Something so delish could be so mean?
This thing's gripping me tighter than Mandy's
new designer jeans!
Looks like I'll have to save myself.
[alex grunting]
[jetpack blasting]
That ought to teach you to keep your slimy tentacles
to yourself.
Nice job.
Now let's finish these creeps up nice and quick.
I agree.
Hence the yo-yo lasso.
One good flick should do the trick.
[clover grunting]
[distressed yelping]
Whoa, that gadget rocks!
It totally wiped them off the face of the planet.
Actually , Alex I think the octopus
just used their camouflage defense mechanism.
[octopi growling]
[ominous music playing]
I can't believe we've just been outwitted
by our favorite snack food.
Looks like this mission has hit a dead end.
Don't pack it in yet.
Check out this slime trail.
It looks like they entered the water here.
Good eye, Sammy.
We better gear up and head after them
before they get too far away.
[suspenseful music playing]
[water burbling]
Guys, look over there.
Octopus ahoy!
Hurry, let's tail them!
[girls panting]
Can't these UPWATIs move any faster?
It's hard enough chasing something with five legs.
[electronic trilling]
Either my UPWATI shield is deceiving me,
or those octopuses are heading toward an underwater lab.
And I bet whoever's behind all of this is somewhere inside.
[door whirring]
Unfortunately, I'm not going to be able to stick
around to find out.
[ominous music playing]
[door whirring]
[nervous gasping]
[machinery hissing]
All I can say is that anyone who hides a lab like this way
under the ocean is definitely up to no good.
And anyone who has something like that inside the lab
is definitely, definitely up to no good.
What exactly is that thing?
All I know is that, after all the missions I've been on,
I totally recognize a maniacal machine when I see it.
And I recognize bad sushi when I see it.
Those icky sub-par rolls are from the food
court in the Bev Hills Mall!
You mean that place Sushi Bob's,
right next to Tofu Trolley?
MAN'S VOICE: Sub-par?
Puh-lease.
You wouldn't know good sushi if it rolled right over you.
Which can easily be arranged.
Sushi Bob?
What are you doing down here?
SUSHI BOB: Oh, nothing.
Just planning a raw fish revolution!
Well, forget it!
Whatever bogus baddie action you're up to,
you'll never get away with it.
Oh really?
Try and stop this.
[high pitched whining]
[girls gasping]
[sushi bob cackling]
I've already begun taking out the culinary competition
in L.A. with my henchmen.
Now, my expanded army will finish the job!
Soon, Sushi Bob will be the only sushi available.
Ruin all the sushi in my town?
Tchah.
You have to get through the three of us first.
Uh, Clover?
You might want to take a recount.
Sammy!
Where'd she go?
Sayonara, girls.
Attack!
[minions growling]
GIRLS: Retreat!
[metallic clanging]
[panicked shrieking]
[nervous grunting]
[electronic beeping]
[rapid electronic beeping]
[suspenseful music]
[engine roaring]
[surprised yelping]
Jazz Hands.
And I doubt he's just vacationing on that island.
I better check this out.
[DISTORTED COMMUNICATOR WARBLING]
Hello?
Sam, where are you?
We're getting octo-pounded again!
Sorry, but I really had to jet back to school.
Well, we really need you to jet back,
so forget your presentation come save us right now!
[metallic clanging]
[girls screaming]
Oh no!
Looks like Operation Secret Partnership's
gonna have to wait.
[upwati whirring]
[girls grunting]
SUSHI BOB: Time to put my Sushi Bob
domination plan into effect.
Enjoy your last moments, because you're about to go
out with a bang, literally!
[clover groaning]
What did that jerk mean, go out with a bang?
[gasping] I'm guessing he meant that!
ALEX: Oh no!
He's rigged the lab to explode?
At least he was thoughtful enough
to give us an exfoliating wrap before us up.
These treatments are really expensive.
Sam will never make it here on time.
We'll have to save ourselves with the yo-yo lasso.
Awesome idea Alex, except for the part
where we can't use our arms.
Who needs arms when you got teeth?
Let's see what I can snag with this baby.
[grunting]
[girls gasping]
[glass ringing hollowly]
[glass crackling]
[glass shattering]
Yuck!
What is this gross-y stuff?
Yum!
It's soy sauce.
Hey, maybe we can eat our way out of the seaweed wraps.
As if!
I told you Sushi Bob's food is beyond awful.
But maybe the soy sauce is slick enough for us to slide out.
[girls grunting]
It's totally working!
[girls grunting]
Whew.
Safe at last.
BOMB: 10 seconds until detonation.
Nine.
Eight.
Not if we stick around here!
BOMB: Six.
Five.
[panicked panting]
Oh, hey guys, I'm back!
So what'd I miss?
[girls screaming]
[explosions booming]
I can't you guys almost got blown up!
And we can't believe you bailed on us
in the middle of a mission!
Flaky much.
We can talk about it later, Clover.
Right now, we've got an evil sushi chef to take down.
[ominous music playing]
[mellow music playing]
[BEACH GOERS CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]
[water burbling]
[surprised gasping]
[panicked clamoring]
[rock music playing]
That pier is a good place to start as any.
Those sushi chefs have been cutting
into my business for years.
Hold it right there, you two-bit
food court sushi chef wannabe!
You girls again!
Hm.
But how did you escape?
Soy sauce.
That stuff has like, 101 uses.
Don't just float there like a bunch of duck toys.
Get them!
[girls screaming]
I've had enough water sports for one day.
Let's draw these baddies onto dry land.
[girls panting]
[minions growling]
Aah!
Where'd you come from?
Get your slimy tentacles off me!
[panicked shrieking]
[girls gasping]
Those things are more clingy than wool socks in the dryer!
Not to mention more nauseating than an amusement park ride.
[sushi bob cackling]
Good luck trying to stop my minions now!
[clover wailing]
[alex screaming]
[clover gasping]
Our only hope is for Alex to get her hands on that device
and see if it has a reverse button!
But how do we free her?
[upbeat music]
How about we improvise with this?
Good thinking!
Give that octopus the old bump, set, spike.
Huh?
Alex, quick, grab the device!
[alex grunting]
Hey, foul, foul!
[grunting]
That's what you get for playing rough.
Give that back!
Sure thing!
Right after I foil your lame-o plot.
[electronic trilling]
Ugh. Thanks, Alex.
I think.
This mission is turning out to be a cinch.
[growling]
[panting]
Not so fast, missy.
Hah!
[electronic whirring]
[nervous gasping]
[sushi bob cackling]
That was a dirty trick.
But now, playtime is over.
[minion lowing]
[alex grunting]
[nervous chuckling] Nice gargantuan octopus.
Looks to me like playtime's just begun.
[girls yelping]
[minion roaring and thundering]
[frightened gasping]
We gotta help Alex big time!
[clover grunting]
These'll do in a pinch!
[alex screaming]
[minion growling]
Don't eat me!
I swear, I taste awful!
Once, a mosquito bit me, and it was sick for like, two weeks
afterwards!
[alex shrieking]
It's now or never, Clover!
[jet ski engines roaring]
[girls grunting]
Score one for the good guys.
Oh!
[electronic trilling]
No!
[electronic trilling]
Whoa!
(IN HIGHER VOICE) Hey, what you think you're doing?
[panicked clamoring]
Sorry pal, but you're just a small fish in a big pond.
[girls laughing]
[limo whirring]
Nicely done, ladies.
The fate of humanity, or at least the fate of sushi,
is once again safe.
Same diff.
Now where is our little culprit?
Funny you should say that.
Let me go this instant!
I'm warning you!
Oh, my.
We kinda had to shrink him down to apprehend him.
[sushi bob clamoring]
[jerry clears throat]
Oh, I see. [chuckles]
Well, this certainly won't add any strain
to our crowded holding facility.
Ta-ta, girls. - Later Jerry.
Catch you on the flip side.
See ya!
[limo whirring]
I owe you guys a major apology for how I've been acting.
I've just been so stressed about school that I've
totally let it go to my head.
Don't sweat it, Sam.
We're happy to pick up the slack for you.
After all, what are friends for?
[girls cooing]
I don't know about you guys, but I'm starved.
Want to head home and make some sus--
Don't say it.
The next words out of your mouth had
better be macaroni and cheese.
[girls giggling]
[mellow music playing]
OK, Clover.
I'll get mac-ing, you get cheesing.
You got it.
Sammy, grab a big pot, would you?
Actually, if you girls don't mind, what I'm going to grab
is a shower.
Phew!
All that sushi stomping's got me smelling way fishy.
[girls sniffing]
P-U. Say no more.
[electronic chirping]
Hey. Check it out.
We have three new messages.
Awesome!
My dating life has been seriously lackluster lately.
[answering machine beeps]
DOC KENDALL (ON MACHINE): Hello, this
is Doc Kendall reminding Sam that her Sunrise
101 begins tomorrow.
See you there. [answering machine beeps]
PHYSICS PROFESSOR (ON MACHINE): Sam, this is Professor Lu.
Wondering why you missed your quantum macro
physics study group today.
Call me. [answering machine beeps]
PROFESSOR SMITH (ON MACHINE): Hi, this is Professor
Smith calling for Sam.
Have you picked a topic for next week's presentation?
Something smells fishy all right,
and it's Sam's lame alibis.
Whatever's going on, she's definitely up to something.
[suspenseful music]
[shower spattering]
[sam grunting]
[theme music]
[solemn electronic chord]
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