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THEME SONG: Here we go again.

We're 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.

-Ladies and gentlemen, never seen before outside of China,

I give you the finest Ming Dynasty tapestries.

[noises of awe]

-This priceless artwork is protected by the most advanced

security system in the world.

If someone was to get too close--

[gasps of awe]

-Ah!

[school bell ringing]

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Like, yuck!

This is so not good.

-I'm guessing you don't like your picture

for the photo contest?

-No, my picture's great.

But this development goop is like

Nightmare on Manicure Street.

-I guess that's what they mean when they say you have to

sacrifice for your art.

-Hey!

Oops.

Were you guys working in here?

-Nice one, Mandy.

Now our photos are totally ruined.

-What does it matter?

The judges weren't going to pick your amateur snapshots

over my professional prints anyway.

-What makes you so sure?

-The fact that I'm a winner, Sam.

And you three are losers.

But don't worry.

It's not all bad.

I'll still wave to you from the stage when they're

awarding we first prize.

Ta-ta!

[gasp]

-This is so unfair!

She purposely ruined our work.

Now she's going to win the content, no problem.

-Not if we do something to stop her.

-Like what?

-Like show our damaged pictures to Principal Jenkins.

I'll bet she'd be interested in our story.

[shrieks]

-Jerry, this is like way bad timing for a mission!

-[groans]

Whoever's working WOOHP-Away machine really needs to work

on their aim.

-This is security footage of the most recent of

international art thefts-- the Ming Dynasty tapestries.

-Why would someone want to steal a bunch

of ugly throw rugs?

-Each of those "ugly throw rugs" are over 1,000 years

old, with an auction house value of $10 million.

-OK.

So they're fancy ugly throw rugs.

-As documented by this tape, each theft has had a unique,

magical flair.

Somehow, the artwork just vanishes into thin

air without a clue.

The international art world is up in arms over the thefts.

Countries are starting to point fingers at each other.

-So how can we help?

JERRY (OFFSCREEN): An upcoming millionaire's only art

auction, hosted by Spain's royal family, is the thief's

probable next target.

Ladies, we need you to go undercover as wealthy art

connoisseurs.

-We're undercover millionaires?

That is so cool.

-Do we get to fly first class?

-Mm, sort of.

-Sorry about the bumpy ride, girls, but we had to get you

to the auction in a hurry.

And now for the gadgets.

So for this mission, we've given you head band

illuminators.

Portable reporter recorders with CD throwing stars.

One hairpin high jumper extender pole.

Three pairs of suction cup gloves.

And bolas wrap-a-belts.

-I'm almost afraid to ask, but how do we get from up here to

down there?

-Oh, well that's quite simple.

We deploy a stage two reentry disengagement.

-What's a stage two reentry disengagement?

-I'm glad you asked me.

It's this.

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Next time, Alex, don't ask!

Now this is what I call a garden party.

SAM (OFFSCREEN): Remember, any one of these millionaire could

be the thief, so stay alert.

After all, no one would suspect a rich art snob of

stealing things he could just buy.

-If we're making a list of potential rich, snobby, no

goods, I'd like to add Mandy's name at the very top.

-Mandy will have to wait until the mission's over.

Right now it's spy time.

-Yes, darling.

But of course.

-The royal family welcomes you to the 17th

Annual Autumn Auction.

-Excuse me.

Sorry.

Scooting by.

-First up for bids, Carlos Carmelita's famous vase of the

unknown soldier.

We start the bidding at $500,000.

Thank you.

We have $500,000.

Do we have $600,000?

Is there a bid of $700,000?

-Whoa.

Who is wearing that eau de way too strong?

It's totally choking my sinuses.

-Clover, pay attention.

The thief could strike at any time.

-Still looking for $700,000.

$600,000 going once.

-All I'm saying is that it's hard to focus on work when I'm

gagging on--

gagging on-- a-a-achoo!

-We have $700,000!

Will anyone bid $800,000?

$700,000 going once.

Going twice.

Sold to the young lady in the second row!

-I think our mission just went over budget.

-And now the next item up for bids, Bernardo Vasco de Gama's

last creation, the famed Don Quixote statute.

We start the bidding of de Gama's only remaining marble

work at $5 mil--

[gasps]

-I'd say it's go time, girls.

-Freaky!

It like, completely disappeared!

-500 pound statues don't just disappear.

And I bet this powdery stuff is part of the explanation.

-Going somewhere?

-Can't see a thing.

Switch to high beams.

-Talk about musty.

Someone needs to open up a window down here, big time.

-You know, bad guy or not, he could have at least beeped.

-Art theft in progress.

Official police business.

Sort of.

-Hey!

-Sorry!

We'll be back soon!

I think.

Sorry!

-[inaudible]

-Whoa!

-Woo-hoo!

-Oh!

Wrong way.

-Yippee-ki-yay!

-The residue you found at both disappearance sites is an

explosive compound used in magic tricks.

-So maybe Alex wasn't in an accident?

It was just some trick and she's OK?

-All evidence points that way.

And as far as the parachute and tornado illusions go, it

appears they were tricks made famous by a world renowned

magician, the Great Kandinsky.

-Let's go and visit to this Kandinsky guy and see if he's

got a few extra paintings hanging around his house.

-I'm afraid that won't be possible.

He died some years back in a boating accident.

-OK.

Well, that definitely get filed in the not helpful file.

-Perhaps not.

His grandson still keep the family castle open as a public

shrine to his grandfather.

He might be able shed some light on these thefts.

-Sounds good to me.

Any place would be better than this boring siesta-ville.

OK, maybe not any place.

-Yes, can I help you?

-Hi.

I'm Samantha Simpson, "Abra Kadabra" magazine?

My colleague Clover and I are doing a retro piece on great

magicians of the world.

Could we ask a few questions about your grandfather?

-It would be so, so very helpful.

-Sure.

Come on in.

And these were probably his most famous stage illusions--

the spiked coffin and the gruesome guillotine.

-Look at that.

It slices and it dices.

Huh?

Hey, cool watch.

-It's my grandfather's hypnotizing watch.

They say he could put anybody in a trance

with just one swing.

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Twizzle twazzle, twizzle twake.

Time for this one to awake.

-That's the spell to break the trance.

Kind of goofy, huh?

-Yeah, kind of.

-So anyway, our readership would die for the inside scoop

on a famous Kandinsky vision.

Like um, say, the secret behind the tornado or

parachute illusion.

-What kind of reporters are you?

-What?

-Any real magic enthusiast knows great magicians never

reveal their tricks.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you two to leave.

-Nice meeting you, too.

-Brr.

Could his wind chill factor have gotten any colder?

-OK.

It's even creepier out here than it was in there.

-Totally.

Let's get out of here ASAP.

-Those are alligators down there!

-Sammy, help me!

-Quick!

Hit the up button!

-Oops.

Wrong up button.

Clover, help!

-OK.

Could this bridge be like, any harder to cross?

-Call me crazy, but I'm getting this strange feeling

that someone at the castle doesn't

want us hanging around.

-I was catching that same vibe.

What do you say we do a little nighttime sneak in and see

what the not-so-great Kandinsky is trying to hide.

OK, so the only way into the castle isn't

actually a way anymore.

-No prob.

One moat crosser coming up.

-Remind me to tell Jer we could use a little wider

hairpin next time.

-Looks like it's all locked up down here.

Oh well.

Guess we're just going to have to take the elevator up.

-Elevator?

[shrieking]

-Ow!

-Clover, you OK?

-As OK as a girl can be, considering she just landed

flat on her butt on some spooky Transylvanian castle

roof on a Friday date night while her best friend is still

missing, OK?

-Good point.

Let's go investigate.

-What exactly are we looking for again?

-Whatever Gregor doesn't want us to find.

Try that door.

-Um, I'm thinking that means do not disturb.

-I'm thinking you're right.

Maybe there's another door we can try.

[shrieking]

-Note to Gregor--

dust your castle once in awhile.

-One of us should probably see what's inside the trunk, huh?

-Probably.

Rock, paper, scissors?

[sigh]

-Hey!

That's the outfit the motorcycle thief was wearing.

-Gregor, you are so busted.

You know, kind of had my fill of magic stuff for one night.

ALEX (OFFSCREEN): Cover?

Is that you?

-Alex!

-She's alive!

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Hold on, Alex!

Hi-yah!

-Maybe we should use these instead?

-Whew.

About time you got here.

-What happened to you?

-Duh.

The thief kidnapped me.

-That's not all he kidnapped.

-The stolen artwork!

-Well.

if it isn't the magazine reporters.

-Magazine reporters?

-Quick!

See if there's another way out.

-Who's this guy?

-Duh.

He's the thief.

-The thief?

No, Gregor's the thief.

-Who's Gregor?

-Gregor is my grandson.

-Grandfather!

You're alive!

-Yes, dear boy.

The Great Kandinsky lives!

-Why are you doing this, Grandfather?

-They know too much, dear boy.

They've already interfered with my plans once.

-Translation--

we, the good girls, tried to stop Grandpa, the bad guy,

from stealing famous, not to mention expensive art.

-Which is why he tried to feed us to the

alligators in the moat.

-Alligators?

Stealing art?

What are they talking about?

-Me trying to take back what was stolen from me, Gregor.

You see, I was the best in the world until someone revealed

my secrets.

I disappeared rather be ruined, but now I'm back to

show the world who's the greatest magician of all time.

Join me, and we shall be the Great Kandinskies!

-This is crazy.

Let the girls go.

-As you wish.

Take this and unlock them.

Now, will you join me, Gregor?

-Yes, Grandfather.

-Farewell, ladies.

We're off to make a jet and its priceless contents

mysteriously disappear out of the sky.

-And in English, that means?

-The famed King Tut exhibit is on a plane bound for New York

as we speak.

The Great Kandinskies are going to intercept it.

-Yes, Grandfather.

-Hypnotizing your grandkid?

Puh-lease.

That is like so '80s.

-So, anybody got any ideas how to get out of this mess?

-That pendulum is so sharp it could probably

slice through anything.

-Uh, thanks for the gory visuals, Sam.

-No, I mean like slice through chains.

Clover, can you reach my hairpin gadget with your head?

-Yeah, I guess.

-Good!

When I say three, activate it and follow my head.

One, two, three!

Quick!

Everybody, lift your chains!

Now roll before it swings back!

-Note to self, rolling off tables onto floors is not good

for the butt.

-Jerry, we need a plane--

fast!

-How long til we see the Tut plane?

I'd say just--

[sonic boom]

-We're going to have to do a mid-air jump.

-Mid-air jump?

As in, go outside our plane and leap hundreds of feet?

-No, silly.

We'll have a rope ladder.

It'll only be like 50 feet.

-Any chance we can just follow the plane until it lands?

-Too much time for Kandinsky to do his dirty work!

Suction cup gloves in place?

-Check.

-OK.

I'll go first.

Whoa!

Oof!

Didn't exactly stick the landing.

-Youngest first.

You go.

-No, oldest first-- you.

-How about rock, paper, scissors?

[screaming]

-I hope this Tut guy appreciates what

we're doing for him.

-Pee-yew.

These artifacts smell like old socks.

-Shh, someone's coming.

-The victor go the spoils.

The Kandinsky name will go down in history.

-Yes, Grandfather.

-Uh, not so fast, gramps.

-Your magic act is over, Kandinsky.

ALEX (OFFSCREEN): Direct hit!

-Now you see him-- now you don't.

-How did he?

-Hey!

-Eek!

Really, really don't like this guy.

-Time to take your law bow, magic man.

-No.

It's time for you three to be crushed.

Abra kadabra!

-Whoa!

Sticky situation here, Sam.

Any ideas?

-It's a very sticky situation.

Suction gloves, girls.

Grab something now!

-Let him go, Clover!

He's bad news!

-Only when he's hypnotized.

Otherwise, he's kind of cute.

-Now you see him.

Now you don't.

-No!

-Twizzle twazzle, twizzle twake.

Time for this one to awake.

Hey, come on.

I said awake.

-Maybe you got to snap your fingers.

-Uh.

-Ooh, good tip.

-Whoa.

How did I wind up here, with you?

-Just lucky, I guess.

-Eew, nice display, girls.

A picture's worth 1,000 words.

Too bad you couldn't even complete a sentence.

-Unfair much?

We're out saving the world, and here at our own school the

worst villain of all wrecks our photos and

gets away with it?

-There's nothing we can do, Alex.

-No way.

When those judges come by, I'm telling about the whole

darkroom thing.

-But we can't prove it.

-I'll think of something.

-Hmm.

Are those pictures light damaged?

-Yes, and the reason they are is--

-Tremendously unique presentation--

exposing flaws as opposed to hiding the.m I think we have

our winners.

-We won?

-But how could they?

My work was supervised by the internationally famous

photographer, Danny Liebovitz.

-A technically marvelous photographer, but

commonplace--

much like your photo.

-First prize to Alex, Clover, and Sam, whose outside-the-box

photo development shows a creativity

that must be awarded.

-This is so unfair!

I demand a recount!

I mean-- come on, how about a tie?

Pretty please?

I'll pay you!

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