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[phone ringing]

[theme music]

Today only, everybody gets in free!

Welcome to the grand opening of Mime World!

[crowd cheering]

[laughing]

Where is she?

I must have that microchip, or all this will be meaningless!

So our sinister mime friend's building

something called Mime World?

When I was undercover investigating him,

Jazz Hands showed me the schematics.

It's a new theme park dedicated to all things mime.

He even has a mime animal petting zoo.

Random much.

Like, what kind of person would go to a lame place like that?

A petting zoo?

Awesome!

When does it open?

Can you get us free passes?

Please, please?

But the most bizarre-o part is Mime

World doesn't sound very evil.

Just tres tacky, which, unfortunately, isn't a crime.

Yet.

It's evil, all right.

I mean, what use can a theme park

have for a high speed cyber module

from a super secret weapons lab?

Maybe he wants to catch people trying to cut in line?

Sam's right. There's evil afoot.

But for now, our hands are tied, because Jazz Hands

has done nothing illegal yet.

Nothing that we know of.

The only thing we do know is it

was you working undercover as Miss Spirit Fingers who

stole the microchip.

All we can do is keep an eye out for suspicious behavior.

Speaking of suspicious behavior, what's with all

the mad scientist stuff? - I know!

You're making some sort of awesome

new cutting-edge gadget!

Is it nanobot nose spray to make our sense of smell

as good as canines?

Oh, I bet it's rejuvenating moisturizer

that glows in the dark.

Wrong on all counts.

When completed, this will be the ultimate hair growth serum.

I finally concocted the perfect blend using nothing

but all-natural ingredients.

Wow!

The first all-natural gadget!

We can use It to grow hair to keep warm on Arctic missions.

Jerry, what are you doing?

It's not a gadget, spies.

As a young lad, I had quite the mop top.

I ache for a return to those carefree days,

and this serum will do the trick.

Behold!

Um, why are you wearing earmuffs, Jer?

Hmm?

Oh, well.

Back to the drawing board.

But first, gadgets for your undercover mission.

A super fab wire firing bracelet,

diamond encrusted platinum buzzsaw earrings--

It's such a relief to have real gadgets again.

--and of course, your suction low-gravity go-go boots.

[yelling]

This time, perhaps a little less seaweed extract.

Hey, there it is.

Mime World.

There's no force field.

We'll be able to get in, no probs.

Wow.

Looks like we're not the only ones.

Would could Jazz Hands be up to with, like,

a zillion people around?

That's what you guys have to find out.

Meanwhile, I better get the microchip to him

before he gets suspicious.

Wait a minute.

Isn't it, like, too crowded to do any real snooping?

Not if you try to blend in.

What?

With those people?

Ugh, grody!

How are we supposed to blend in with such

a tragically geeky crowd?

I know!

We'll go dressed as total geeks!

If I had a private island, I'd fill it

with a bunch of tanned hotties, not dorky tourists.

Maybe I was wrong about Miss Spirit Fingers.

Ahem.

Waiting for this?

You've come back, my lovely.

Bearing wonderful treasure.

I wouldn't miss the grand opening for the world.

It looks like such fun.

The real fun has yet to begin.

Once I install this microchip, Mime World

will be all the rage!

Um, Mr. Hands, since I've proven my loyalty

and all, maybe I can help you install the chip

and be part of your big plan?

Ah, but I want it to be a surprise

for you, my biggest fan.

You can help by entertaining our many guests.

Uh! Entertain?

Uh--

Um, how about doing the timeless classic miming

on the moon routine?

Right.

Um, miming on the moon.

Yeah, OK.

Here it goes.

Didn't you learn that on your first day of mime school,

as all mime students do?

Uh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

It's just I haven't done it in years.

Kind of rusty.

Whew.

She's more than kind of rusty.

Geeky.

Geekier.

Geekiest!

[gasps]

If any cute guys see me, tell them

I thought it was Halloween.

Hey, looky, looky!

The mime petting zoo!

Ugh.

[phone vibrating]

SAM: Clover!

Alex!

Sam!

What on earth are you doing, some weird dance

from, like, 10 years ago?

Listen, I'm kind of tied up right now,

but Jazz Hands is headed your way.

I can't leave here or he'll know.

I thought mimes weren't supposed to talk?

Yes!

This time I know it will work.

Oh.

CROWD: Ooh.

Ah.

Ah.

We're on it.

Don't worry about a thing, Sammy.

I'm afraid it's too late for that.

[carnival music]

[applause]

Isn't he incredibly talented?

More like Incredibly lame.

Come on.

That freak-o came in through here.

Huh?

Hey!

Ooh!

The mall of magnificent mime achievements!

Clover, look!

These gloves and suspenders were worn by the first mime

to ever get caught inside an invisible box.

Alex, why can't you ever get excited about normal stuff?

Oh!

Whoa, awesome.

Look at all that makeup!

I'd be set for life if I had that.

It's the biggest tub of mine face paint in the world.

OK, so this place has a few pluses,

but I think right now we should find out what Jazz Hands

is doing with that microchip.

But he could be anywhere.

Huh?

Maybe we need a spy's eye view.

Clover!

This wire firing bracelet is super fab!

Going up.

What's that flashy thingy?

Maybe they're getting their picture taken?

Look, there's Jazz Hands.

Judging from his look, I don't think I'd

trust him to get my good side.

[laughing]

The microchip.

Jazz Hands is using the microchip

to turn everybody into mimes!

And not very nice ones, either.

Whoa.

If I were them, I'd ask for my money back.

We've gotta stop him!

These people might be geeky tourists,

but no one deserves to be mime-ified.

Except maybe Mandy.

So it's us against Jazz Hands.

And an army of militant mimes who

probably obey his every word.

Good point.

We'd better bring Sam in on this.

Ooh.

I will not tolerate intruders!

Oh, please.

Dude, that really stunk.

This is lame.

MAN: This is ridiculous

Oh.

[phone vibrating]

Hey, guys, what's going on?

Sam!

Jazz Hands is turning everybody into an army of mime zombies!

I knew this place was more than just a theme park.

The question is, what's his evil plan?

Surprised, Miss Spirit Fingers?

When it comes to sneaking up on someone, mimes are the best.

Ugh!

Sam!

You're the one who locked me up in that dank WOOHP dungeon!

And if it were up to me, you'd still be there.

I did my time.

And now it's time you did yours.

Ooh, an invisible mine box.

Looks like I'm trapped forever.

Ow!

Hey!

[gasps]

[laughing]

Never underestimate the power of pantomime!

[laughing]

It's really weird that Sam hung up on me like that.

[ominous music]

There's Sam!

But what's she doing?

Oh, please.

That invisible box routine is so played.

Come on, let's go get her focused on the mission.

Huh?

[crowd laughing]

No!

Stay back!

Sam, you're getting way too into his mime stuff.

It's kind of creepy.

Huh?

The problem isn't getting into it, it's getting out!

[laughing]

What's going on?

You're trapped, my dear, in the rushing tide

of mime history.

That's one history I don't want to be a part of.

Now, let us out!

You'll never get away with this!

Oh, I already have.

You three will have the privilege of witnessing

me launch my vast new army of militant mimes

to turn the world 100% mime!

[laughing]

I wish we brought Jerry in on this.

Maybe we still can.

If I can only reach my X powder distress button.

[beeping]

Let's just hope he gets here fast.

With you, my throng of willing thralls will be complete.

[laughing]

Forget it!

You'll never turn me into one of those things!

Oh!

Back off, Jazzy!

There's no way you're gonna zap us too!

No.

I have other plans for you.

I hope my invisible mime rope isn't

hurting your ankles, my dears.

BOTH: Whoa!

Actually, on second thought, just turn us into mimes

if it's all the same to you.

Getting tired just hanging around?

Well, just so things stay interesting while

I'm off mime-ifying the word--

Goodbye, little spies.

Enjoy your dip.

[laughing]

Only an evil mind could turn makeup into a bad thing.

Oh!

Come one, come all, my mime minions!

There's room for everybody!

[laughing]

There's gotta be a way to get down from here.

There is!

All we have to do is activate my diamond encrusted

platinum buzzsaw earrings--

and cut the invisible mime rope!

[grunting in frustration]

Uh, Alex?

I don't think that's such a good idea.

Hey, it's not working.

What a shame.

Maybe the rope can't be cut because it's invisible.

Hey!

Talk about a bad hair day.

Maybe a better idea would be to pull us up, not cut us down.

Oops.

Ugh, suspenders.

They're so last century.

If we don't get free, we're gonna be so five minutes ago!

Oh, no!

Spies, hold on!

BOTH: Jerry!

Wait, that's not Jerry. it must be another militant mime

with a really bad beard.

It is indeed I. I would have come sooner,

but I kept slipping and falling on my hair--

growing on the soles of my feet.

[yelling]

Ah, you really saved us, Jer.

I mean, that makeup wasn't even my shade.

Not to worry, ladies.

Wow.

How'd you do that?

What better way to untie mime rope than with mime?

Uh, Jer, don't you think it's time you

gave up that hair serum stuff?

When I'm this close to success?

Well, I guess you're finally getting hair in places

it's actually supposed to grow.

Exactly.

And if it grows long enough, it'll make a dandy comb over.

Hopefully not before we save Sam

and stop Jazz Hands' evil plan.

Ah!

MAN: Watch it!

Hey!

Ah!

[crowd gasping]

[crowd screaming]

[crowd gasping]

Mimes!

Begin your assault!

[laughing]

[screaming]

[laughing]

Today Beverly Hills.

Tomorrow the world!

If I could only reverse the effects of this device.

You'd better do it fast 'cause we've got

a meanie mime to catch.

And Sam to save too!

ALEX: Let's go!

How sad!

I never thought I'd see the day it was too dangerous to go

shopping on Rodeo!

Here are your new cool shade shields, spies.

They'll protect you from involuntary mime-ification.

They're WOOHP-tastic!

Not to mention Bev Hills super chic.

- Ooh! - Yeah!

Whoohoo!

Yargh!

[laughing]

Soon the world will be mime!

All mime!

Pack it up, Jazz Hands.

Your silly act is over with.

You!

Your next performance is at the WOOHP containment facility.

And it's sold out for the next 5 to 10 years.

Less talk, more mime!

What?

Don't you know that smoking is for chumps?

You'll never overpower my army.

Soon the whole city will be marching to mime!

[laughing]

Oh!

Huh?

Amazing what a little reverse circuitry can do.

Looks like your army's deserting you, and fast.

No!

What?

Clover?

Alex?

BOTH: Sammy!

[grumbling]

Hey!

Bring Sammy back this instant!

Talk about bipolar.

Quick, Sam.

Put these on!

- What's happening? - What?

No!

We just saved you from a really depressing life of mime.

Look around, Jazz Hands.

Beverly Hills will soon be mime-free once again.

Never!

Wow.

Finally he does a cool trick.

Goodbye, mean girls!

Hey!

Today you are merely Miss Spirit Fingers.

But tomorrow, you will be Queen Spirit

Fingers, to rule beside me in our new empire of mime!

[crowd screaming]

In your dreams!

You can keep your Jazz Hands to yourself!

Time to take you down to size!

[yelling]

Ugh!

How about some cool shades as a going away present?

Huh?

Let's see you try to mime your way out of that box.

Ugh.

I dearly hope that somewhere deep inside, there's

a vestige of the delightful Miss Spirit Fingers yearning

to break free and mime once again.

Don't worry.

There's going to be no more miming in Beverly

Hills for a long, long time.

But what's gonna happen to Mime World?

WOOHP will be turning it into a super secret research

facility, with its very own petting zoo.

Yay!

And it's all thanks to the fine work of you

three super spies.

And from now on, it'll be all three on every mission.

No more solo undercover operations.

GROUP: Yay!

Good, 'cause I'd never spy without you guys again anyway.

Uh, Jer?

Are you miming?

Well, my hair serum unfortunately didn't work out,

so I'm settling for the next best thing.

Mime hair.

Hmm.

[theme music]