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♪ Their mission, save the world

♪ Fighting crime and evil ambition

♪ BFFs in action

♪ Fun agents With gadgets and passion

♪ One, two, three, girls

♪ Hurry up, you're gonna win

♪ Totally Spies. ♪

WOMAN GRUNTS

DOGS GROWL

Ha-ha-ha-ha! BARKS

Mine! Playtime's over. I won. Bootles!

ROBOT WHIRS

Get these pups fed and to bed.

Ha! I need to keep practising.

Ah-yah!

What in all the royal queendoms is that?!

DOG BARKS

Whoa! Help! CLOVER PANTS

Er! Gotcha!

Whoa! Whoa, whoa!

Ah, oh. Ooh!

Oh, no, no, no!

Get off! Get off!

Argh! Oh.

Sammy, dog-sitting Jerry's new puppy needs all of us.

Eeeh! Kian just said we can showcase our invention at Tech-E-Tex!

Ooh, sounds like someone's more excited

about spending time with Kian than the tech show.

Hey, so not true.

THEY SCREAM Sammy!

Sorry!

GIRLS: Whoa!

Oof! Ooh!

So glad you're bonding with Poochie-Poo!

Isn't he just the sweetest dog in the whole of WOOHP world?

Er, well, he definitely has lots of potential.

Ooh! Ahem, moving on.

A strange wave of thefts

has swept through one of Europe's royal families.

Priceless items are somehow being swapped with...

less priceless items.

Super weird. Who's the main suspect? The scarecrow? Eurgh.

No, Sam. It's a complete mystery.

But we suspect that the villain is getting ready

for the ultimate target - a croquet mallet,

worth more than all the crown jewels put together.

It's the coveted prize for the prestigious croquet tournament

held at the Hoity Toity Palace.

It goes on display tonight.

And our mission is to find the thief and protect the mallet?

You got it, Sam.

You'll be going undercover as royal.

Sam, you'll be the princess, Alex, your bodyguard

and, Clover, your royal stylist.

THEY CHUCKLE

Let's gadget up. Huh?

Isn't he just a gem (?) Fetch!

Whoa! Poochie!

Ugh, yeah, like a rough diamond.

THEY GASP

Nice arm, Tobes! Thanks, Alex!

POOCHIE-POO BARKS Oof!

So, for this posh mission,

we've got the ultimate posh person's mwah-mwah monocle 3,000,

with x-ray and night vision.

And how about some spinning epaulettes?

Catch! Whoa!

Now, Clover, every royal valet

must have the ultra-reflecto travel mirror 3,000

in order to shine.

Whoa! And finally, your royal highness.

Presenting Princess Sam with her regal signet ring for tracking.

Hm. What's up?

I've been invited to Tech-E-Tex. Wow, that's amazing!

I check it out every year! So, what's the problem?

What if I'm still stuck on the mission?

POOCHIE-POO BARKS Oh!

It's not WOOHP protocol, but I can pre-programme the WOOHP-r.

Least exciting news ever, Tobes.

It means I can get Sam back in time for her presentation

and then back to the palace without anyone knowing.

That would be totally awesome!

You'll only have one hour, and Zerlina can't find out.

She'd never approve. THUNDER RUMBLES

Aren't you forgetting something? THEY WHIMPER

Poochie-Poo, of course! All royals have a dog.

He's such a good boy. It'll be a breeze.

Er...

You'll need this, the squeaky-squeak 2,000 -

the ultimate annoying squeaky, chewy dog toy.

Good luck!

Hello. My name is Sam. Welcome.

Eurgh, snooze-ville, Sammy. Give it some va-va-voom!

Poochie-Poo! Argh!

Not that kind of va-voom!

WHISTLES

TOY JINGLES

GLASS SMASHES

Sammy!

SING-SONG: Hello?

Anyone home?

Creepy much.

POOCHIE-POO BARKS GIRLS: Whoa!

It works! Ha-ha-ha! Whah-ha-ha-ha!

Whoa!

No, Poochie-Poo, not now.

Sorry for the rude welcome,

but we've made the palace thief-proof, haven't we, Pickles?

Yes, I've created a series of traps, Your Majesty.

GIRLS: Huh?

Hey, how come she's the queen and gets to dress like that?

PICKLES GASPS Fabulous outfit.

You're welcome!

Remind me which royal family you're from.

Er... Woohplandia!

Ah-ha! Well, you won't beat me. This year, that mallet is mine!

Hoorah!

Mm. Cheer up, Pickles. It's just pottery.

POOCHIE-POO BARKS Naughty dog!

Drop!

I have an invention for most things troublesome.

Time for walkies.

Wow. Can I get one of those? CLOVER GASPS

Aw!

Ah! Ooh!

Grr, how many times?

Pickles, show them to their quarters.

I've got to practice. Laters.

This is where Princess Samantha will be sleeping.

Whoa.

GIGGLES

The staff bedrooms are down the hall.

Thank you, Pickles, but a bodyguard never sleeps!

Yes. Well, remember, we've set booby traps everywhere,

so watch out if you go to the bathroom in the night.

I can't believe you get to enjoy the luxury

of a four-poster royal bedroom!

Ah. Not for long.

We've gotta stake out the grand hall tonight.

The jewelled mallet's going on display.

Let's just enjoy the peace and quiet without Poochie-Poo.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

BARKS

Eeh!

BOTH: Bye! Hm.

So, today... No. No!

Welcome, one and all. Ew, no.

Ugh, I know, it's bad.

POOCHIE-POO WHINES Can't you wait until morning?

Ugh!

SCREAMS: Poochie!

SHE PANTS Ah! Ugh!

Poochie, you come back here!

Ugh, I knew you just wanted to play!

Ugh!

Sorry, Clover, but this royal wrap has got to go.

Ooh, sure is pretty. Shh!

Armour doesn't talk. Where's Sammy?

It's her turn to be in this metal fashion disaster.

Ah!

BOTH: Ugh.

Sheesh. How did anyone work out in the old days?

Oh, no. Alex, look!

Let's get out of here before we become suspects number one.

Poochie, where are you?

Yeesh. Please, don't be in here.

Of course you are.

Poochie-Poo.

POOCHIE-POO WHINES

Poochie-Poo, please come out of this creepy shack.

Huh? Whoa.

Is that the stolen crown and the missing throne?

What is this place?

Uh-oh.

SHE GASPS

SHE BARKS

SAM'S VOICE: Please, be a dream. Please, be a dream...

Argh!

THEY SCREAM

SHE PANTS Erm, OK, weird.

Look, there's Kian.

Remember, you've only got one hour before you'll be WOOHPed back.

SHE BARKS Oh, no, the spy suit!

Hi, Sam.

Er, interesting outfit.

Woof-woof! Er...

What was that?

Furry furballs, Sam's a dog!

How did this happen?

I don't know. It's like a bad dream.

Oh, wait. I can't go with Kian to Tech-E-Tex looking like this!

We knew it! You do like Kian.

OMG, you totally need your body back, like, now.

Wait. If I'm Poochie-Poo, then where has my body gone?

BARKING

Something is so wrong with Sam. You'll never believe it!

PANTING

Er, yeah, actually, we would. Hi, Toby.

Sam?! You're... You're a dog?

OMG, they've swapped bodies.

Poochie-Poo's in my body?!

The presentation's gonna be a disaster!

You've gotta get me there now.

Alex, come as Sam's puppy owner.

I'll go help Clover

and see if I can figure out what caused this biometric fusion.

CROWD GASPS, APPLAUSE

Thank you. Thank you.

I'm so glad you're here. What's going on with Sam?

SAM BARKS Sam's not well.

Super-bad sore throat and a barking cough.

And, er... she's teething! Huh?

OK, Clover. No distractions for the next 30 mins.

PHONE RINGS

Where are you, Toby?

'I thought we were meeting in the WOOHP canteen?'

HE GASPS Whoa!

Clover, don't move.

PICKLES GASPS We've caught the thief at last!

Your majesty, the tournament can go ahead without any worries.

Huh! About time, Pickles. Take him away.

We'll deal with him later.

And now my colleague Sam will demonstrate...

SHE GROWLS, BARKS

Do something, Alex!

Erm, hold on, folks.

I know what to do. Eenie, meenie, miney, mo.

CROWD EXCLAIMS

CHEERING Er...

Thank you, thank you!

Sammy, the hour is up.

We've gotta get off stage before we're WOOHPed.

Er...

HUMAN SAM PANTS

What is the prized mallet doing out on show?

Where's the security? Ha-ha-ha-ha!

The thief's been caught. Wow, nice job, Clover and Toby.

SAM BARKS

Hiding in the bird bath, eh? Worried about defeat?

SAM BARKS Huh?

Oh, like that, is it? Well, "woof" to you, too!

Time to show everyone who's queen of the croquet pitch!

WHINES

WHINES, BARKS

THE QUEEN GROANS

Fetch!

SAM BARKS

BALL SQUEAKS, SAM BARKS

Sam!

Ah-ha-ha-ha! Ah. OMG!

Guys, I fell through that trap...

Whoa!

Huh? Ah!

...and I rescued Withers.

CLOVER GIGGLES

Anyhoo, Toby's been captured. We've gotta find him!

What?! That should come before the cute servant story!

MAN, OVER SPEAKER: Welcome to the annual Royal Croquet Tournament!

Hey! Watch out! SAM BARKS

Oh, my! Dude!

Wow, look at that! Wow! Ooh!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Where did they take him? Ugh, I don't know!

All I've got is this.

SNIFFS

Whoa, my nose is a super power.

Watch princess dog. I'll sniff out Tobes.

You! Who else?

How do you like my new throne? I've sat on comfier.

Ha! You humour me.

So, what's your plan, become queen of the shed?

Ha-ha-ha, no.

I am doing a service to my nation, saving these treasures.

The queen doesn't appreciate the finer things in life.

Not like you do. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

She's such a spoiled, ungrateful brat!

But I must dash. I have a mallet to swap.

Luckily, I can pin the blame on you. Ha-ha-ha!

CROWD CHEERING

SAM BARKS

Wow, she won. Huh, did not expect that.

Rah! Rargh! Blargh!

Or that. Hm. Where's Sammy?

She should be back with Toby by now.

SNIFFS

GASPS

Toby! Sam!

CROWD GROANS

Uh-oh, what's happening?

That's mine! I deserved to win!

Grr!

Yowza! Maybe the queen is the thief after all.

HUMAN SAM GROWLS

CROWD GASPS

Whoa! Go, Sammy!

For a new dog, she's really got some moves.

SAM BARKS Hey!

TOBY PANTS

Yay! Toby's back, and, whoa, he's got some moves, too!

HUMAN SAM GROWLS Drop!

HUMAN SAM GROWLS I said drop!

Whoa!

Fetch, Poochie-Poo! Fetch the mallet!

HUMAN SAM WHINES

The dog is... talking! I can't believe it.

My bot can swap humans, not just objects!

This changes everything!

What are you blathering on about, Pickles?!

Get that golden mallet, that's an order!

No more orders!

Time for a queen with real style and panache.

Ah! Ha-ha-ha!

It's molecular beam transference!

Pickles is using Bootles to body-swap with the queen! Oh!

BOTH: Huh?

Oof!

You don't deserve to be queen! I do!

You know what? You give fashionistas a bad name.

Huh? Argh!

ARMOUR SQUEAKS

I don't think Pickles appreciates the medieval look.

Awesome job, Clover! Just reflecting the love, guys.

Great job, everyone,

but can I please get my body back now?

HUMAN SAM BARKS

So, you're all disqualified, and I...

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

...am the winner of the prized mallet, yes?!

SPIES: Ugh.

Job well done, spies.

I knew you'd win the day, Poochie-Poo!

Yeah, and just in time for Jerry's return tonight.

Ah, no, he's back tomorrow.

Perfect! You get this one night with him, Zer.

How exciting for you!

Seems like someone doesn't wanna look after Poochie-Poo either.

Guys, my chance to make an impression at Tech-E-Tex

and with Kian is totally gone to the dogs.

POOCHIE-POO WHINES

We're sorry. We tried our best.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Kian's here with your shoe.

OMG, it's totally like Cinderella! He's going to ask you out.

I'd love to!

Er, I just came over to give you back your shoe

and see if I can take Poochie-Poo for a walk?

We had such a cool bond at the show.

Ugh! Poochie-Poo!

Ooh-whoo!

Have fun!

THEY LAUGH

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