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THEME SONG: Here we go again, on a roll 'til we stop.

And then we'll shop.

So one, two, three now baby here we go, go, go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

On a mission undercover and we're in control.

Here we go.

Here we go.

We're Totally Spies, so get on with the show.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

[music playing]

-[clearing throat]

Ladies and gentleman, The Bora Bora Resort Hotel is proud to

welcome the recipients of the achievements in science award.

Enjoy your retreat.

-Look.

-They're beautiful.

-I've never seen anything like that.

-It's a new species.

-[gasp]

They're beautiful.

[screaming]

[beeping]

-Ah.

-What's going on?

Where am I?

-[evil laugh]

[music playing]

INTERCOM (OFFSCREEN): Don't forget students Monday is

school picture day.

Let's all try to look our best.

-I am so not ready for picture day.

-Tell me about it.

I totally don't know what to wear.

-Should I smile this year or go for the classic pout?

[camera click]

-Hello pathetic wannabes.

I am getting my hair done by Maurice Maurice, the greatest

stylist in the world.

Only a master such as he can do justice to

my beautiful locks.

[laughing]

[screaming]

-My hair!

Help!

[screaming]

-Oh, thank goodness.

Sam, you saved my life.

-I saved your hair, Mandy.

-My hair is my life.

I am forever in your debt.

From now on we are friends.

I'll pick you up tonight to go to that new

dance club, best friend.

-Uh, no.

Thanks.

-No need to thank me.

See you at 8:00 BF.

Or we could go to a movie.

Or get something to eat.

Or how about a latte?

-This would be like the best time to get pulled away to

W.O.O.H.P.

[gasp]

-Sam.

Sam!

Ugh.

-Hello ladies.

-That was perfect timing.

Thanks, Jerry.

-Well you're welcome.

I have something to show you.

10 of the world's top scientists were at a

conference in Bora Bora when something very odd happened.

-Bora Bora!

[scream]

-Oh.

-Those are so cute.

-Those are so gross.

-Yes, well those cute gross blobs erased the scientist's

memories completely.

W.O.O.H.P needs you to find out who's behind

this and stop them.

This could potentially have dangerous global

ramifications.

Now, let's get your equipment.

This is MUCA, Multi-Use Cranium Apparatus.

Everything you need to sustain yourself under water.

-Cool.

Do you have one in fuchsia?

-Nuclear powered jet boots for underwater propulsion, waist

restrainers containing titanium grappling hooks, a

repellent spear pistol, and infusion exploders.

Adam LIAB 9000, Lab In A Briefcase

for on-the-spot analysis.

And you'll need to bone up on your marine biology.

-We have to study?

-Last, but not least, super cycles.

Voice activated, each cycle recognizes your

own particular voice.

Simple commands such as go, faster, et cetera.

You tell the bike what to do and it does it.

Allow me to demonstrate.

Start.

[revving engine]

-Cool.

[revving engine]

-They're very sensitive.

-Stop.

-Wow.

-Now, there's no time to lose.

You must leave right--

-Wait!

I can't go.

-Why not?

-I left my new sunglasses at home.

-Clover, please.

-You didn't expect me to go to a tropical island without my

new sunglasses, did you?

-Come on Clover.

-Sammy!

Hi girl.

Ready to hit the dance club?

-Uh, Mandy.

I--

I can't.

I've got to visit my, my, uh sick aunt.

-Ew.

I hate sick aunts.

But OK.

I can help.

Any relative of yours is a relative of mine.

-No.

Thanks.

She's got, uh, monkey nucleolus.

Very rare and very contagious.

I wouldn't want you to get it.

Gotta go.

-Uh.

[tropical music playing]

-Now this is where the attack took place.

-Working undercover as tourists is the best.

-Cool it, you guys.

We're supposed to be investigating here.

-Who says you can't tan and investigate at the same time?

Oh!

Oh!

Ew, blob juice.

-Don't!

That's evidence.

Huh, the blobs aren't organic.

They're man-made.

Somebody manufactured these things.

We'll send this to W.O.O.H.P for further analysis.

Now, let's check out those scientists.

-Who are you?

-Who am I?

-Where am I?

Mommy?

-Hi my name's Clover.

I'm taking biology this year.

When you get your memory back, you can help me on my midterm.

-Uh, who's biology?

[screaming]

-Mr. Hannigan, I will only say this once.

$1 billion must be left at Black Dent cove by tomorrow

morning at dawn.

If not, I promise you will regret it.

[screaming]

-This is the most horrible thing I could ever imagine.

-Hey Sam!

Hello!

-No, that this is the most horrible thing

you could ever imagine.

-What a totally amazing surprise.

I needed to get a tan for the school pictures.

I look like a mime.

And this my favorite tanning beach in the whole world.

Where's Auntie Monkey Nucleosis?

-Auntie who?

Oh, oh yeah.

She got better.

-Great!

Now we don't have to take care of that cranky loon.

We can hang out together because that's the best

friends are for, right?

So what exactly are you all doing here, Sam?

-Uh.

-[gasp]

-Um.

-Well.

-The hotel hired us to give dance lessons.

[music playing]

-Yeah.

Yeehaw.

-This is the lamest thing I have ever seen

in my entire life.

Mandy needs her beauty sleep.

Night Sam.

Meet me at the bazaar tomorrow morning.

We'll go shopping.

Just lose the losers.

See ya.

-You better get rid of your friend.

-She is not my friend.

-You know, I have a prom coming up and--

-Clover!

Come on.

-OK we wait here with the money until somebody shows up.

-Just let me know when the bad guys get here.

-The bad guys are here.

-What?

Only two of them?

This should be easy.

-Yeah.

Too easy.

-[gasp]

-Uh-uh.

-[gasp]

-Run!

[coughing]

-This is so bad for my skin.

-Come on.

Let's get them!

Go!

-Go!

-Yeah!

Oh, I mean go.

[scream]

-We'll never catch them.

-Let's speed it up.

Ready, 1, 2, 3.

-(UNISON) faster!

Supersonic!

-Hey!

Turn around.

[scream]

-Go the other way.

[scream]

-[catcalling]

-Wow.

Hi.

Not you.

-[gasp]

[traffic sounds]

-What the?

-Wait.

[traffic sounds]

-There it is.

-Hey!

-This chase is over, buddy.

-I don't think so.

-[screaming]

-Sam!

Sam!

Are you all right?

-Sam!

I've been looking all over for you.

Look at these fabulous things I got.

I am going to look gorgeous in these.

-Who are you?

-She got blobbed!

-Blobbed?

Ew.

What is going on?

-(UNISON) Huh?

-Uh, we are just playing a game.

-Yeah, it's called who are you?

-Who are you?

-Sam is really good at it.

-Well I want to play too.

-Uh, sure.

You can play the next round.

But you have to play it on jet skis.

-Right.

Round two is on jet skis.

So go rent a jet ski and we'll meet you at the marina.

-Jet skis?

-Go!

-Ciao!

-Go!

-Jerry, Sam got hit by a blob and lost her memory!

-Don't let her out of your sight.

She's safest with you.

Listen, I have new information.

We analyzed the blob residue and traced it to a man named

Lester Crawley.

-A janitor?

-Well he was a janitor at the Brooks

Marine Biology Institute.

He wanted to be a biologist.

Evidently he tried some experimenting on his own.

At night he secretly worked on a cure for memory loss using

sea creatures.

He was discovered, fired, and arrested.

He escaped and disappeared stealing millions of dollars

worth of equipment.

You need to find him, fast.

Good luck.

-Marine biologist wannabe, huh?

I think I know we should start looking.

-I wish someone would tell me what is going on.

-OK, your name is Sam.

-Sam?

Am I a man?

-No, you're a girl.

-Switch on helmets, sir.

-(UNISON) Now.

-Are you sure these are made for water landing?

-Of course they are.

[screaming]

-The Lester Crawley Underwater Research Institute.

I think this is it.

Now how are we going to get in?

[screaming]

-Subtle?

No.

Effective?

Yes.

-Hey!

What am I supposed to do?

-(UNISON) Sh!

-Can I go home, please?

Wherever my home is.

This is not fun.

At all.

-That's our man.

-We will now implement the final phase.

I will unleash my vengeance upon the world

and then, utter chaos.

I will hold the world's memories in my hand.

-We have to sneak back out.

Get reinforcements and then--

-Hey!

You in the white coat.

Do you know who I am?

-Seize them.

-Was that a bad thing to do?

-You look like intelligent young girls.

I think you'll enjoy a demonstration of the hatching

process of my blogs.

Observe.

After hatching they search for the closest human brain and

suck the memory out.

I must go.

But I do hope you enjoy the demonstration.

-Is this like an initiation into a

secret club or something?

-[grunting]

-[grunting]

-[grunting]

-[yelling]

-Whoa!

Whoa!

-Ow.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but thanks Mandy.

-What is going on here?

-Um, we're still playing who are you.

-Wow.

This is a really elaborate game.

-Excuse me, but this game is ways out of control.

-What about Mandy?

No time to worry about her.

She's safe below, and more importantly, she's not

following us.

-[gasp]

[screaming]

-Preparing approach to New York City.

-Gee, you'd think he'd have a bunch of guards in here.

[gasp]

Hey, I was right.

-[gasp]

-[gasp]

-Hi-ya.

[laughing]

-Whoa.

-Ah!

Gotcha.

-I don't feel so good.

-What are you doing here?

-Uh do you have any of those little bags?

I think I'm going to barf.

-OK.

Crawley.

It's over.

Turn the plane around.

-OK, tell me right now exactly what is going on.

[screaming]

-We've got to destroy the rest of those blobs.

-If we can jam the machine we might be able to.

-Uh, can't reach the switch.

Need something long.

-Oops.

-My hair!

Sam!

Help me!

[screaming]

-It's gonna blow!

-Ah!

-No!

No!

-Excuse me.

Spy girls?

I know you're busy trying up the bad guy and everything.

But who exactly is flying this plane?

[screaming]

-Hey!

What about me?

Help!

-OK, I saved you.

But I do not want you as my best friend.

Got it?

-[sigh].

-OK, Crowley, we've got to restore Sam's memory.

Where's the thingy with all the memories?

-[groan].

-Sam do you know who you are?

-Duh.

I'm Sam.

We're spies for the World Organization Of Human

Protection.

You know, W.O.O.H.P?

You two look tired.

-Yeah.

Well it's been kind of a long day.

-You're back!

-So have we found out who's behind this?

Did W.O.O.H.P get anything from the blob residue?

Hi Mandy.

Did we get anything--

-What is she doing up here?

-Oh, oh my.

My gosh, you're all spies.

I can not wait to tell everyone about this at school.

-Girls, we've got a problem here.

-I don't think so.

-Ah!

My hair!

[bell ringing]

-I'm glad we erased part of Mandy's memory so she doesn't

remember we're, you know what.

-Yeah, it's so great to have the old Mandy back.

-Why are you girls even bothering to get

your pictures taken?

You'll never look as gorgeous as me.

Are my perfect teeth in focus?

Hey!

Monkey boy!

You are shooting perfection here.

Work with me!

Ugh, I knew I should have brought my own photographer.

-Cheese!

[music playing]

[music playing]