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THEME SONG: Here we go again.

We're getting on the road 'til we stop.

And then we'll shop.

So one, two, three now, baby.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

On a mission undercover and we're in control.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Totally Spies get on with the show.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

-Oh!

-Out of the way!

Grandpa here lost his nerve.

[beep]

-Come on.

I'm psyched to see how fast this thing is!

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Let's see how you like getting pushed

around, Brett!

-Hey, what's up with this?

[screaming]

Let me out!

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Brett has been a bad boy.

Brett needs a lesson.

-[screaming].

-Ah!

[alarm bells]

-[screaming].

-Sam, Alex, this court has no choice but to find you guilty

of violating the school dress code.

-But Clov--

Your Honor!

Our heels are only a half inch higher than the code allows.

-Can't you give us a break?

-Well, considering the circumstances, I guess I can

let you off with a suspended sentence.

-Objection, Your Dishonor!

This is total favoritism.

-I agree.

You're much too lenient to be a student court judge, Clover.

I'm replacing you with Mandy.

-Grr!

-Thank you, Miss Brooks.

I promise I'll restore dignity to this court.

[whoosh]

-Pbthh!

-[giggling].

-And I'll restore integrity too!

[banging]

-This court finds all three of you in contempt, and sentences

you to three weeks of picking up trash!

[bang]

-Next case!

-What?

[clinking]

-Integrity.

Hah!

What a brown noser!

-Yeah!

Who does she think she is?

The Supreme Court?

-Ew!

This is like, supremely nasty.

-There must be a way to pick this stuff up faster.

-There is.

Check it out!

-Huh?

[screech]

[whir]

-[screams].

-Ugh!

Whoa!

-Can't you get a normal office?

ALEX (OFFSCREEN): [coughing].

-Sorry ladies, but we need you urgently.

Fourteen hours ago, a computer trapped a student named Brett

Brinkley on a Las Vegas roller coaster.

[click]

[whir]

-[sobbing].

JERRY (OFFSCREEN): We've had two similar attacks.

In Italy, a tourist was attacked by an airport baggage

machine.

-[screams].

JERRY (OFFSCREEN): And a computerized elevator at

Silicon Valley High left the principal quite shook up.

-Ow!

Ugh!

SAM (OFFSCREEN): Yikes!

More proof that climbing stairs is healthier.

-Your first stop is Las Vegas.

Today's gadget menu includes the coin

purse life raft parachute.

-Ooh, don't spray on that perfume, Alex!

It's liquid nitrogen.

It freezes steel.

Makes it as brittle as glass.

-Extremely cool!

-Careful.

The hair dryer is an infrared heat ray.

The stereo is a sonic disintegrator, and the camera

fires a laser beam.

-[gasps].

-Guess I won't need film.

[laughs nervously].

Will I?

-[screams].

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Looks like Brett's had enough fun.

Get ready to grab him!

BRETT (OFFSCREEN): [screaming].

-Careful.

Here he comes.

Go time!

[whoosh]

BRETT (OFFSCREEN): [screaming].

SAM (OFFSCREEN): [screaming].

Come on pal!

Time to give someone else a turn.

[crash]

[explosion]

-Remind me to stick to the merry-go-round next time we go

to an amusement park.

-Oh!

[crying].

Thank you!

-I don't get it.

How could a computer voice know your name?

-Search me.

I'm on the football team, babe.

I don't study computers or anything else.

-Football?

-Yeah.

I bet you ace all your tests.

-I don't have to, babe.

I just grab the nearest nerd and uh,

persuade him to help me.

[ding]

SAM (OFFSCREEN): Well, speaking as a nerd, I'm

starting to see why computers attack you.

-Whoa, wh-what do you mean computers?

You, you talk like there's more than one.

-In case you haven't noticed, this hotel is holding the

Annual Computerized Gadget Show.

[beeping]

[whir]

-Agh!

[crowd screaming]

-Wh-what are they doing?

Why are they coming at me like that?

-Naughty, naughty Brett!

Your punishment isn't over!

-OK, say cheese!

Oopsie, wrong camera!

BRETT (OFFSCREEN): Ugh!

-Ugh!

Get out of the way!

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Brett has been a bad boy.

-Oh!

Aah!

-Ugh!

Ugh!

-Ugh!

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Brett needs a lesson.

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Time for you to split, honey.

ALEX (OFFSCREEN): There's never an energy crisis when

you need one!

Aah!

[explosion]

-Brett has been a bad boy.

-[yelps].

[music playing]

[crash]

-OK, who's next?

-Chill, Alex.

You got 'em all.

-It's like those computers knew Brett.

We gotta get him somewhere safe.

-[teeth chattering].

-I'll have WOOHP agents pick him up.

We have to get to Italy before anything else happens to that

gym coach.

-[gasps].

[banging]

[dings]

-Oh, you want some, Mr. Machine?

[music playing]

[crash]

-Victim number two, Coach Joe Hassler, has been laying low

here on the Isle of Capri ever since he got baggage handled.

-Look, I've never been to Vegas.

-Mmm.

-I don't know this Brett kid and I

don't want to go anywhere.

-You'll be safer at WOOHP.

-But cars, planes, ships, they all have computer chips now.

If computers are out to get me, how do I travel?

-Hmm.

-Hey, this is what I call low tech.

This funicular railway is powered by a cable.

No computer on board.

[bang]

-Agh!

-Whoa!

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Uh, Sam?

Does that go for the cable motors down in the station?

-I'm guessing the answer's no.

[honk]

-Aah!

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): You've been a bad boy, Coach.

Time for your punishment.

-[screams].

COACH (OFFSCREEN): Aah!

Help!

-Uh!

Ugh!

-Look out!

-Whoa!

Mmph!

-The brake lever's jammed!

-Oh, we are so dead!

-We can still trip the brake if we climb outside

to reach the wheel.

-Like I said, we're dead!

[train horn]

-Clover!

[train horn]

-OK, time for plan B.

-Do we even have a plan B?

-We do now.

It's called jump!

Ugh!

-Ugh!

[explosion]

-Ugh!

-Ah!

-This may be a dumb question to ask a gym coach, but do you

have any enemies?

-Only every kid I ever taught.

-Any who were good with computers?

-Well, I had this one geek running laps all last year.

I forgot his name.

He transferred to Silicon Valley.

-Silicon Valley High?

Isn't that where victim number three is principal?

-That's it!

The coach picks on kids at one school, Brett at another.

What if they both bullied the same kid who's

now at Silicon Valley?

-Hmm.

Time to pay a visit to Silicon Valley High.

We can drop the coach off at WOOHP on the way.

-[groan].

[blast]

[crash]

-Whoa!

[crash]

-Uh, every time I think Jerry can't come up with a more

annoying way for us to travel, he outdoes himself.

Wow!

Silicon Valley High makes our school

look so, so 20th century.

-How can we blend in so we don't look so suspicious?

-By not blending in.

Let's take a backstage tour of their auditorium.

-Wow!

Look at all that!

Yeah!

-[humming].

[beeping].

-Uh, sorry.

Principal Vegan is out sick today.

-(BRITISH ACCENT) Oh dear.

Can you help us, love?

We're new exchange students.

I'm Samantha from England.

-(RUSSIAN ACCENT) I am Alexandra from Russia.

Is enrolling in school we want.

-(EGYPTIAN ACCENT) I am Cloverpatra from Egypt.

-Hi.

I, I'm Adam Lewis.

Those clothes look familiar.

You've never uh, done a school play here, have you?

-Nyet.

We are just arriving.

-Oh, a thousand pardons, effendi.

We wish to meet other students who are new here.

Could we see your, how you say?

Database of new arrivals?

-Sure.

Let me input my password.

Just don't tell the principal, OK?

[whir]

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): CHAD?

-CHAD stands for Computer Home Analyzer and Defender.

My invention.

He, it can access any computer anywhere.

-Uh huh.

-I spend a lot of time on CHAD 'cause Dad's always moving us.

I guess we both know how hard it is to make friends when

you're new in school.

All those bullies and snobs.

-Yeah, sure.

[coughs].

(EGYPTIAN ACCENT) Excuse me.

I am very busy.

[door opens]

-Adam!

I warned you about using my computer to download games, or

whatever it is you're doing.

I'm revoking your access permanently!

-What?

But, but Principal Vegan, you can't do that!

-No?

Watch me.

Now get out!

-And would you three explain?

-Mrs. Vegan, you shouldn't have come back!

You're in huge danger!

-Danger?

From who?

-Oh man, I can't play with the school

mainframe anymore, CHAD.

-Don't worry, Adam.

I already uploaded instructions to it.

Vera Vegan won't bother us again.

[door slams]

-Huh?

-Are your door locks computerized?

-Yes.

Windows too.

Why do you ask?

[slam]

-Aah!

-And your sprinklers?

-But CHAD, what's going on?

-Just a little prank, Adam.

I'll show you when we get home.

[water running]

[blast]

-[screams].

-Sam, I left my laser camera backstage

when I changed clothes.

-Oh no!

And I left the boombox.

Wait, I've still got my fanny pack.

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): You've been a bad girl, Vera.

Now I have to punish you.

[teeth chattering]

[splash]

-There's that creepy voice that loves to dish out

punishment.

-You're worried about a copier?

-No!

I, I'm worried about its stapler!

[whir]

[thuds]

[whir]

[thuds]

-Ugh!

Ugh!

[whoosh]

-[gasps].

-How long can you keep that up?

-Won't need to for long.

In a minute, we're going to run out of air!

-Sam, give me your pack.

[splash]

-Hang on!

We're hitting white water!

[bang]

-[screams].

-You OK?

-I'm going to the faculty lounge.

I just need to think for a while.

[knocks]

-10 students transferred here and one was Adam.

But could any kid hack into so many systems so fast?

-It's not humanly possible.

-Wait a sec.

That voice we keep hearing doesn't sound human.

Maybe our hacker isn't human!

Jerry, we have 10 suspects.

But if you can run a check on--

-Later, Sam.

Someone in Silicon Valley just used the internet to hack into

a missile base on Guam.

-Ah!

JERRY (OFFSCREEN): I'll send a jet to pick you up.

-Sergeant Clover relieving you, sir.

-Huh?

-General wishes to see you on the double, sir.

[beep]

-We gotta stop those missile from launching.

SAM (OFFSCREEN): Get back!

[zap]

-[screams].

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Oh oh!

Seen that password before!

-Sorry girls.

You're not going to interfere this time.

-Aah!

-Excuse me now.

I have some schools to vaporize.

-[gasps].

We're running out of time!

[rumbling]

[zap]

[zap]

-Oops.

Did I mess that up for you?

-Yeah!

-Clever.

But all you've done is buy a few hours.

I'll just infiltrate another silo.

-[gasps].

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): And you're not going anywhere.

-Where's that instant metal freezer?

Ugh!

-Let's get back to Silicon Valley.

The only way to stop this to find that hacker.

-Our suspects just narrowed to one.

Adam's password is the name of his invention, CHAD.

[beeping]

-What are you running?

-Oh, I ran those so-called exchange students

through some databases.

-You mean Samantha, Alexandra and--

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): I mean Sam, Alex and Clover.

They're from Beverly Hills High.

-Those liars!

CHAD, I want you to mess their grades up so bad, they get put

back in kindergarten.

-No problem.

Put on my virtual reality helmet and you can see all our

latest pranks.

ADAM (OFFSCREEN): Wait a sec.

I asked you to prank everyone, but you, you've been, you've

been hurting them instead.

Coach Hassler and Principal Vegan and Brett!

-Yes.

The ones who hurt us.

They've been bad.

They must be punished.

-And, and now you're, you're gonna fire missiles at all my

old schools?

-You wished they could be destroyed, all

those bullies and snobs.

-But I was mad when I said that.

I just want to prank everyone, not, not hurt them!

Uh!

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): No.

We're in this together now, Adam.

We need to share your mind, your creativity, your body.

-You are right, CHAD.

Combined with your power, nothing on Earth can stop us.

Target those schools and prepare for countdown.

ALEX (OFFSCREEN): No one picked up.

The message says his father's out of town.

You think Adam's setting a trap?

-Not Adam.

That thing he invented.

You said it yourself, Alex.

The hacker is too fast to be human.

-It travels on the internet, controls other computers.

That's the answer!

CHAD thinks for itself!

-An evil computer with a mind of its own!

Ooh, that is so creepy!

Whoa!

-We have to pull CHAD's plug at the source.

We all set?

[zip]

[clink]

-Adam programmed CHAD for home defense.

So think stealth.

-Yee haw!

-Yay!

ALEX (OFFSCREEN): Whoa!

-Aah!

[sirens]

-[gasp].

Busted!

[bang]

-Look out!

-Launching purse decoy.

[growling]

[hiss]

[barking]

[crash]

[applause]

-[gasps].

The heck with stealth!

Hee-yah!

-Stage two intruders.

Initiate arctic defense.

[beep]

[wind blowing]

-Not exactly a warm welcome.

-I bet that's Adam's room!

[yelps].

Whoa!

Ugh!

-Ugh!

-Whoa!

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Finally, the silos are open, locked onto

target schools.

-[gasps].

CHAD's launching missiles at Adam's schools!

[buzz]

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): 10 seconds to ignition.

Nine.

ALEX (OFFSCREEN): Adam, are you in there?

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Eight.

[bang]

-Those girls have been bad.

They must be punished.

Seven.

[zaps]

-[screams].

[crashing]

-Aim for the power cord.

[buzz]

[zap]

-Yeah!

-Huh?

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Sorry, girls.

We have a backup generator.

Six.

-Ugh!

-Whoo!

-Ugh!

This vacuum really sucks!

-Oh!

-Ugh!

-Adam, help us!

-Huh?

What?

Can't hear you.

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Five.

-Yes, you can!

Use your willpower.

You can't let CHAD win!

Ugh!

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Tsk, tsk, Four.

So, you're trying to betray me, Adam?

Very well.

I'll re-target the missiles to this house and upload myself

to a new computer at the Pentagon!

Two, one, zero!

[blast off]

-Ugh!

-Oh!

[thuds]

-Ugh, ugh!

[zap]

-Yeah!

-Too little, too late.

And now, farewell--

[zap]

-Adam, you shorted out my uplink!

-Come on, we got about 10 seconds!

CHAD (OFFSCREEN): Adam, you can't abandon me!

I order you to come back.

Stop!

[explosion]

-Ugh!

[explosion]

-What have I done?

I, I, I made a monster who almost destroyed us all!

-You didn't know what CHAD was doing.

I was just scared you wouldn't snap out of it.

-You think that was scary?

In a few hours, we have to face Judge Mandy.

-[groans].

[helicopter blades]

-OK, whoa.

This is contempt of court.

-Mandy, enough is enough!

-Tell me about it!

I'll sentence them to six weeks picking up trash.

-No, you won't.

You have utterly failed to enforce the dress code.

You are off the student court!

-Oh really?

Well, if I'm not judge anymore, than I

demand a new job!

-Uh, Mandy?

You missed a milk carton.

-Grr!

Ew!

-Sour milk.

Run!

-Ick!

[theme music]

[theme music]