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[theme music]

So it all started when Jer wanted

to perfect his villain eliminating gadget thingy,

but couldn't.

Then he got a mysterious phone call from a Mr. X offering

to buy WOOHP.

So he made the deal, and WOOHP automated

by criminal collection droids, which not only let Jer retire,

but also us.

Then Mandy had a bizarro life change.

It turned out nice.

Freaky, right?

And the Droids turned out to be bogus

and chaos sprung up in BH.

And when we called Jer to tell him what happened,

he was mysteriously attacked.

So now we're heading out to save him.

Wish us luck!

[suspensful music]

I can't believe it.

Things have gone from bad to heinous in just a few minutes.

Which means if we want to save Jerry and ourselves,

we better hurry.

No worries girls.

Just cause I'm not a spy anymore doesn't mean

I forgot how to drive like one.

[action music]

GROUP: Whoa!

[shattering glass]

[telemetry noise]

[tire screech]

Except for the part where you went the wrong way in one way

street and drove through the mall,

that was some awesome driving Clover.

Thanks Sammy.

I just hope we're not too late.

Only one way to find out.

Hi-ya!

Okay, either Jer had a retirement

party that got out of hand or he's in big time trouble.

Safe bet that's the point of entry for whoever, or whatever,

took Jerry.

Then we better find out where they took him ASAP.

You're right.

WOOHP or no WOOHP, it's officially spy time.

Good thing I've brought our unies.

Awesome!

CLOVER: Ugh!

Oof!

Ugh!

Oh!

Ouch!

Now I know why Jer installed the insta-outfit function

on our X-Powders.

Ok, now that we're suited up, it's

time to search for some clues.

[tire screech]

Uh-oh, sounds like whoever stole

Jer is still hanging around!

Quick, we can look for gadgets.

There!

The net in a box?

The melty elektro lasso?

The so so solar tracker?

Uh, what's with the random gear?

Beats me, but beggars can't be choosers.

[suspensful music]

- Hi-ya! - [scream]

Mandy?

Hi girls.

How ya doing?

Mandy, what are you doing here?

I totally tailed you to bring you

these awesome cookies, which fyi was no easy feat

considering Clover's driving.

Cookies?

But I--I thought you were allergic to carbs?

Ha ha, uh, that was the old Mandy.

[woosh]

Whoa, what is with the giant hole?

Oh, that?

That's a-- that's a home improvement project.

Pretty nice, huh?

Ya, if you have no idea what you're doing.

But, no bigs, I can fix it.

I wouldn't want you to ruin those rad

outfits you're wearing.

Um, thanks Mandy.

In the meantime, we're gonna step outside.

I'd gladly kiss away free shoes, maid service,

and hot cookies if we could just ditch Mandy,

and figure out our next move.

Hey!

What gives?

Apparently those droids aren't just lazy, they're evil!

And their weapon of choice seems to be fruit.

Chillax girls, I'll have this mechanical menace

out of our hair in no time!

[boing]

Huh.

Or maybe not.

Let's see how he deals with a little robo-rodeo action.

Okay, lamest gadgets ever!

Maybe Jer was right, he did lose his spy touch!

[grunt]

Hey guys, do you know where I could find

a sledgehammer and a chainsaw?

Uh, we're a little busy Mandy.

Ah!

Huh?

Whoa!

Grrr!

Hey, don't you dare mess with my bestest friends ever!

Any friend of theirs is my enemy!

Whoa!

Put me down!

As much as it pains me to say this, give us our f-- f--

friend back!

Whoa, no fair!

Clover!

Whoa!

Come on, we gotta get out of here.

But what about Mandy?

We can worry about her later.

Right now, it's bolt time.

Whoa!

Uh, girls, I think we're about to reach a dead end.

Not if we use the old bellow-and-mellow routine.

Quick, jump through the hole!

[giggling]

Ow!

[inaudible] Not me!

Did you see that?

Wha-- and judging by how well that droid

fit through the hole, I'd say we know

exactly who abducted Jerry. MANDY: [screaming]

If we could only track it, it might

lead us to wherever he is.

Say no more!

Hi-ya!

[grunting]

[beeping]

Awesome!

Now we should be able to follow it at a safe distance.

But we're going to need some transportation.

Hopefully Jer's box of tricks will help us out.

Even with all the time I spend at the gym,

I just don't think I can keep this up much longer.

Ugh, me neither!

Guess we should've known not to trust something

called the Manual Wing Flapper.

Our only chance to pick up speed

is to make it to the jet stream, which

means we've gotta steer upward!

[screaming]

[grunting]

Oh?

[gasp]

Woohoo!

Cool!

[laughing]

Phew.

That's more like it.

Unfortunately, I don't think everyone's

sailing as smoothly as we are.

Whaddya mean Alex?

I mean those lame droids are now slacking

off on an international level!

[beep]

- Hey, what's happening? - My guess?

We're about to crash!

Good thing we're flying over the ocean.

[screaming]

[theme music]

[screaming]

Hey there mister, mind giving us a ride to the shore?

Huh?

If you just loosen your grip a teeny bit,

I could probably reach one of my homemade cookies!

Collection droids do not eat cookies,

and they do not negotiate with WOOHP agents.

Judging by the signal on the so so solar tracker,

I'd say that droid is extremely close.

[thunder]

[beep]

Oh great, looks like we've got another defective gadget

on our hands.

Hello?

Doesn't Jer know that solar doesn't work in cloudy England?

Hey, why don't we just ask the people in that house for help,

on account of their pad looks way familiar.

Lewis?

Girls, this is Jerey's mom's house!

[gasp] No way!

This is the exact same place Jer showed us in his photo.

Then we better get inside fast because Mrs.

L might be in trouble too!

[mysterious music]

Hm.

[METAL CLINGING

OK, this isn't exactly the kind of trouble

I was talking about.

Do you think we're too late?

Again?

[muffled grunts]

Actually, I think we're just in time.

Come on spies!

No way!

It's like a WOOHP reunion, albeit a totally bizarro one.

[muffled grunts]

Girls, how kind of you to show up.

Duh!

That's what best friends do for best friends Jer.

So, mind telling us what's going?

Ya!

What's with the way evil collection droids?

Apparently Mr. X isn't the benevolent person

I thought he was.

But I thought his references totally checked out?

Well they did, which is why it's

so very odd that he's gathering WOOHP agents like this.

Speaking of odd, why did the droids

bring you to your mom's house?

We really aren't sure.

But whatever is going on, we've got to get

out of here on the double.

In that case, everyone follow us.

Hey Blainey!

Uh, guys, this so isn't the time for a lip lock.

[record screech]

Sorry!

Mom?

Mother, oh thank goodness you're all right!

Well of course I'm okay Jerry.

Why wouldn't I be?

Oh don't worry, these are friends of mine.

I'll explain later right after we escape.

Escape?

I don't think so love.

Oh my.

Mommy?

Uh-oh, this can't be good.

That's right.

And it's about to get a whole lot worse.

Okay, whoa.

What's with the granny-tude?

[screaming]

Listen here you impostor, I demand

to know where my real mom is this very instant.

I'm no impostor.

In fact you know me quite well as Mr. X.

Wait, you're not an imposter and you're not Jerry's mom,

but you are Mr. X?

How exactly does that work?

I'm both his mom and Mr. X. You see, Jerrys not

the only spy in this family.

Years ago, I too was a secret agent for the side of good.

[man screaming]

[gasp]

Guh, oh-- oh my.

Well this is quite unexpected.

Okay wait a sec.

What is all this spy talk about?

I thought you said WOOHP was a hotel

and you guys all worked there? - Shh.

So that's why your references checked out

because you really were a spy.

Well this is utter hogwash.

My mom is no secret agent, she's a sweet proper lady.

Besides, the Mr. X I spoke to was most definitely a man.

You mean this Mr. X?

[gasp]

After tea in the basement with Jerry,

things started to change.

Oh dear!

My villain gene must have accidentally

spilled into her tea.

And now, not only is she bent on destroying WOOHP

but also all of its agents!

But why would she do that?

Simple: so the world would be wide

open for criminal activity.

Very impressive.

You're a smart group of former agents,

but unfortunately not as smart as I am.

Ah, my escorts are here.

Time to round up the remaining ex-WOOHP spies.

Oh.

- Ta-ta dear. - Ugh.

I never could have fathomed a situation so disturbing.

You mean the part where your moms a spy,

or the part where you turned her evil?

Alex!

As if the guy doesn't feel bad enough.

No!

We got bigger things to worry about!

Mr. gropey here is trying to squeeze the lunch out of me.

If we don't figure our way out of this,

not only are we done for, but so is the world as we know it.

Come on, we've got the brainpower of like seven agents

here.

We've got to be able to figure our way out of this sitch.

If only I had the foresight to keep an emergency gadget around

here.

Uh, well we do have some gadgets we found in a box

in your house.

Oh my!

Those gadgets were all works in progress.

Ya, well, you might want to rethink them, because they all

reeked, as in majorly stinko.

Wait a second, the villain gene gadget was in that box.

Ah, do you mean this one?

Precisely.

If we can make it work, evil will

be eradicated the world over.

Alas, my spy skills have failed me so far.

Jer, I don't think your spy skills are failing you,

I think your nine volt battery is.

This droid looks like it's packing nuclear power.

That ought to be enough juice for us.

[grunt] Here it is.

Quick, give me the wires!

Got it!

Whoa!

[screams]

Argh!

[grunts]

Awesome light show Jer, but did it actually do anything?

Agh!

It certainly didn't work on this baddy!

Unfortunately, it only affects humans, not machines,

so I'm not sure if it worked.

Oh, it worked all right.

Mom!

You're back to normal!

[battle cry]

[pan smash]

Oh, I thought I'd lost you for a moment there mother.

So did I, but thanks to your impeccable spy work, I'm back.

And let me say how very sorry I am

for my discourteous behavior.

I hope you could find it in your hearts to forgive me.

After seeing what you can do with a frying pan,

we're just happy to have you back on our side.

I hate to end this feel good moment,

but the droids are still out there stalking WOOHP agents.

Not a problem.

I'll just call them back using my--

oh, boondoggle.

[gasp]

Looks like we're going to have to go after the droids

and shut them down by using good old school spy power.

But how?

We don't even know where they are.

By my calculations, they should be approaching

London right about now.

They might as well be on the other side of the universe.

How are we even gonna catch them?

I mean hello, they can fly.

Leave it to me.

I have just the gadgets for the job.

Here it is.

The alpha jet pack collection.

First of its kind.

Cool.

But where's the on button?

Oh, there's no on button dear.

These are crank start.

Maybe we should just try and book a flight?

OK, so, um, I guess I'll just stay here

and help hold down the fort.

Bye!

[theme music]

[tire screech]

Jerry's mom said they'd be on their way.

Where are they?

Beats me, but I'm not so sure I'm in such a rush

to fight these things.

Too late to second-guess, here they come now.

They're not doing anything.

What now?

[screams]

Looks like they're coming back for seconds.

Let's see how these glorified tin cans

deal with our evasive flying.

[misfire]

[coughing] If those droids don't finish us off,

these jet packs certainly will.

[screaming]

Look out above!

[screaming]

Guys, human chain.

Quick!

[screams]

We've gotta save them before they

get splattered on that bus' windshield like bugs!

But how do we get them out of that beam

without getting ourselves stuck in it?

Like this!

Sam hit me, I'm open.

[screaming]

Nice job Sammy.

Oh no, not again with the atomic bear hug!

Oh my.

If the girls are down there much longer,

they'll run out of oxygen!

My poor little Clovey!

[sobbing]

[suspensful music]

Whoa!

See how you like being wrapped up for once!

OK girls, let's clean up the rest of these droids

and call it a day.

I don't think an anchor's gonna work on this one.

Whoa!

Oh great!

It's got Sammy, come on!

[screaming]

Guys, what are we gonna do?

This thing's way too strong!

We're gonna go down fighting!

Spy friends forever!

Spy friends forever!

Hi-ya!

[grunting]

Whoa!

I mean, awesome!

Guys, hit your accelerators.

Hm?

Whoa!

[cheering]

Ya!

Hey, I think we've got the droid against the ropes.

Come on, give it all ya got!

Yay, we did it!

The world is safe again.

And more importantly, we're safe again.

Though, after all that crushing, I'm

so going to need a smaller bathing suit this season.

[giggling]

[telemetry sound]

I just can't believe it.

After all we've been through global evil

has finally been eradicated, and I'm actually

going to retire for good.

I can't believe it either.

Our days of being covert ops are really over,

and it's seriously breaking my heart!

I know what you mean.

Giving up the spy life for our regular teen lives

is super sad!

It is sad, but look on the bright side,

we'll always have our memories.

And who knows, maybe one day evil will decide

to rear its ugly head again.

I so hope that doesn't happen.

I'm totally with ya, but if it does, we'll be way ready.

Ya!

Once a secret agent, always a secret agent.

Wait a sec!

Let me get this straight, are you saying you three are spies?

That's right Mandy.

Well, in case you didn't get the memo,

best friends aren't supposed to keep secrets from best friends!

Don't worry Mandy, it's all good.

At least this time we won't have to do any brain erasing on you

like we've been doing since high school.

That's it!

I demand you be returned to Mali-U this instant!

As president of your dorm, I am gonna

report you to dean Franklin!

Suit yourself.

Hey, what do you think you're do--

[screaming]

Now, where were we?

I was about to tell you that you're the greatest

spies the world has ever known, which is why I'm going to miss

you all so terribly much!

We're gonna miss you too Jer!

Ya, you're like a grandfather to us!

A kind, funny, way strict grandfather!

Goodbye spies.

Not before a majorly emotional group hug, we don't.

Or As they say in the world of international espionage,

until we meet again.

Until we meet again Jerry!

[giggling]

[theme music]