All language subtitles for The Suite Life on Deck s02e01 The Spy Who Shoved Me.eng

Ugh! Ew!

Wow, slow night.

Are you as bored
as I am?

I was as bored as you.

Then you showed up
and now I'm even more bored.

The most fun I've had
all night was cleaning out the lint trap

In the laundry room.

Wow.

Next time,
can I watch?

( grunting )

( screams )

( splashes )

Europe is to the left.

Things just got
slightly less boring.

♪ oh ay oh,
oh ay oh ♪

♪ come along with me ♪

♪ and let's
head out to see ♪

♪ what thld has ♪

♪ for you and for me now ♪

♪ whichever way
the wind blows ♪

- ♪ we say... ♪
- ♪ hey-ho, let's go! ♪

- ♪ oh ay oh ♪
- ♪ this boat's rocking ♪

- ♪ oh ay oh ♪
- ♪ ain't no stopping us now ♪

♪ 'cause we're living
the suite life ♪

- ♪ oh ay oh ♪
- ♪ this boat's rocking ♪

- ♪ oh ay oh ♪
- ♪ rocking the whole world round ♪

♪ and we're living
the suite life now ♪

♪ hey ho! Oh ay oh
let's go! ♪

That was awesome!

- We have to go
tell mr. Moseby. - Are you kidding?

He didn't even believe me
when I told him the men's room is out of soap.

Maybe because you
never use soap.

- Now let's get
out of here. - Gentlemen.

I'm afraid I can't let
you go after what you've just seen.

I didn't see a thing.
I was too busy tying my shoe.

I was helping him.

No, really.
The loops confuse him.

So we won't say a thing.
But just between us,

Are you a spy?

Yes, I work
for the n.S.A.

My name is smith,
james smith.

But you can
call me smitty

Or j-dog.

Okay, j-dog.
Well, clearly you have a license to kill

Or at least
a learner's permit.

So we'll just be
on our way. Cheerio.

- Hold it!
- Aggh! A laser pen!

No, it's just a pen.

I need you both
to sign

This confidentiality
agreement.

Okie-doke.

Oh, wait, right here
it says, "in the event of a dispute,

An arbiter shall be
chosen by a third party--"

It may just be
a regular pen,

But I could still
jab you with it.

"cody martin."

Ooh, mr. Smith,

That prune whiz
went bad weeks ago.

Don't worry.
I'm sure it's part of his spy training

To become impervious
to any potentially poisonous substance.

True. Unfortunately,
I was absent that day.

I was-- bathroom!

That's the ladies'
restroom.

Don't care!

Mr. Moseby,
there's a spy on the ship.

And he got rid of another spy
by tossing him overboard.

But don't tell him we told
you because we signed our names to a confidentiality agreement.

- Actually, I signed
mr. Moseby's name. - Good thinking.

A spy, huh?

Is this like the time
you were being chased by a leprechaun?

- You have to admit
that guy was short. - And green.

He was a seasick
little person.

How do you explain
the pot of gold?

He was delivering
london's allowance.

But that has nothing
to do with this.

Zip it.
Just go away.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I have a real problem to
deal with on the lido deck.

Someone spotted
a unicorn.

( cell phone beeps )

It's agent smith.

He's in my cabin
and he wants to talk to us.

Well, how do you know
it's really from a spy?

'cause it says, "this
message will self-destruct in five seconds."

That's ridiculous.

There's no way he can
make a text message explo--

I still don't think
we should go meet this guy.

Come on, there's nothing
to be scared of.

( screams )

I told you
that outfit was ugly.

Hey, guys.
What's going on?

- Nothing.
- He's lying.

Why would
you say that?

When he lies,
his nose crinkles. Watch.

Cody,
how tall are you?

5'11".

I rest my case.

Okay, it's settled.
Cody's a short liar. Let's go!

Cody, I can't
believe this.

We're in a committed
relationship

And you're keeping
secrets from me?

You should so
break up with him.

Put it in an e-mail.
We gotta go.

Bailey, you and I
have no secrets.

I'm an open book.
I'll tell you anything you wanna know.

So what are you doing?

Going to zack's room
for a top secret meeting

With an international spy.

Fine, don't tell me.

But my nose
didn't even crinkle.

She's so gonna
break up with you.

He's not here.
See you later.

( mr. Smith grunting )

Sounds like he's
roughing somebody up.

Probably someone
who broke their confidentiality agreement.

( toilet flushes )

Whoa! What are
you doing in there, raising ponies?

I have survived
killer agents,

Ninja assassins
and even a penguin

With a machine gun.

But you two boys
brought me to my knees

With one
bad prune whiz.

Don't hurt me with your
super spy poison spray!

It's air freshener.

Still, stop.

The chlorofluorocarbons
are bad for the environment.

What I released
in there is worse for the environment.

He's got a point.

Look, I can't get more
than five feet away from this toilet.

And by the way,
you have an excellent selection of comic books.

Thanks.
Reading is my passion.

Anyway, I need you
to go to the party in the piano lounge tonight

And rendezvous
with my contact-- red finger.

Ooh, little codename.

Is she a former
soviet spy?

No, she jammer her
finger in a door.

It turned bright red
and stayed that way.

I need you to get
a microchip from her.

- What's on the microchip?
- None of your beeswax.

Suffice to say,
it could save mankind.

We're on it.
We're great at being sneaky.

I'm not,
and I'm not doing it.

You'll do it or I'll--
( winces )

I'll tell you what I'll
do when I get back. Oh!

Cody.

This is the opportunity
of a lifetime.

To do what, die?

No, to have
an adventure.

Look, all your life
you've played it safe.

You didn't take the training
wheels off your bike until you were 13.

And even when you did,

You only took one off so
you could only turn right.

You wore your retainer
for three years

After the orthodontist
said you can stop.

You still take baths
'cause you're afraid you're gonna slip in the shower.

Live, cody, live!

You know what?
You're right.

Tonight I shower.
But I'm not becoming a spy.

- You'll be bailey's hero.
- I'm in.

- He's in.
- Good.

Okay, when you
approach red finger,

You must say
this exactly.

"what crew threw
the true blue goo

That flew
into my shoe?"

Memorize those words
and then eat the paper.

Yeah, I'd rather not.

- Nougat!
- ( laughing )

Okay, remember,
we're looking for a woman with a red finger.

Ow!

( growls )

What are you
doing here?

I do not remember hiring
you to work this party.

Yes, you did.

No, I didn't.

We're spies, not jedi.

Oh, that busboy just shoved
a shrimp into his pocket.

I saw that, francois.

I don't see red finger.

We have to get these women
to show us their hands.

Nougat!
( laughs )

I have an idea.

London,
we need your help.

- I don't help people.
- London.

You will help us.

I will help you.

( gasps )

I am madame tipton,
the fortuneteller.

And let me tell you,
I'm worth a fortune.

Now take off your gloves
so she can read your palms.

- ( screams )
- what do you see?

Skin like a crocodile.

I see a lot of moisturizer
in your future.

It's not her.

( gasps )

Hey, want your
fortune read?

All right, here.

Just trying to speed up
the process.

It's not red finger.
Move on.

She sees a journey
in your future.

( crashes )

Wow, I am good!

We're never going to
find her.

I'd like my palm read.

Oh, good.
Then it'll match your finger.

It's her.

Excuse me, miss.

Can we talk
to you for a second?

No.

Say the code.
Where's the code?

There you are.

You said you had to
write a paper for school,

And instead you're here
partying?

I'm not partying.

I'm on a top secret mission
that could save the world.

I haven't heard
a lie that big

Since zieg miller said
his pig was a piano virtuoso.

I mean, he was okay.
I wouldn't call him a virtuoso.

Hello, red finger's
leaving. Come on.

Oh! Let me tell you
your fortune.

- ( screams )
- what?

- Your life line.
- What, is it short?

No, long.
I was hoping to get my own room.

"what crew

Threw the true blue goo

That flew in the...

Kangaroo poo?"

I think it's kazoo.

I think I'm leaving.

Look, it's been
a long day.

This tux is itchy,
I had to hire a fortuneteller,

And they're all out
of those miniature hot dogs.

Are you the babe
with the microchip or not?

Shh!

Fine, I'm red finger.

I just wasn't expecting
my contact to be so--

- Handsome?
- Dashing?

Awkward and pimply.

Well, you're one to talk
about skin problems,

Mrs. Red finger.

- Do you have
the microchip or not? - Here.

- Don't touch the finger.
- She almost touched my nose with it.

Hello, mr. Smith?

J-dog?

- Just a second.
- ( toilet flushes )

Okay, the spray's not
working. Crack a porthole.

We got something that'll
make you feel better.

We secured the microchip.

Oh, excellent.

You have secret compartments
in your shoes?

Just this one.
This other one

- Is a hair dryer.
- ( whirring )

( sighs )

Now I need you
to do one more thing.

- Rendezvous with a submarine?
- Infiltrate a swiss bank?

Get me more
toilet paper.

I'll be in the little
spies' room.

You know, zack,
this really was exhilarating.

- I'm glad I let you
talk me into it. - What the--

I hate you! I hate you!
I hate you! I hate you!

- I hate you! I hate you!
I hate you! I hate you! - Excuse me, sir.

Can you tape his
mouth shut, please?

( grunts )
I really hate you.

We gotta get out
of here.

Okay,
this isn't working.

Wait, I think I can
reach your phone

From your back pocket.
I got it.

I got it!
Here, take it.

Got it.

Okay, call bailey.

Oh!
I'm out of minutes.

- I'll just have to
send her a text. - Great idea.

- ( beeping )
- how's it coming?

Okay, I think.
I want bailey to know

That it's natural
for a relationship to suffer its ups and downs.

- There are going to
be some high points-- - just type "help."

I still can't believe
cody isn't telling me the truth.

I mean, the single
most important thing in a relationship is trust.

You should
so break up with him.

- ( cell phone beeps )
- oh, that's cody texting me now.

This better be
an apology.

"dear buley...

I famub kakinka
bubba dobba dock."

What is that,
swedish?

No, it's gibberish.

I've never been
to gibber. Is it nice?

Yes, the clouds are made
of cotton candy

And the plants are made
of bubble gum.

( gasps, squeals )
can the boat stop there?

Yours will.

( shouts )

- Make it simple.
- I don't know, you're--

- Someone's coming!
- Maybe it's bailey.

- ( gasps ) it's red finger!
- Oh, thank goodness.

- We were grabbed
by a couple of goons. - Goons?

You are aware that we
kids have appropriated the phrase goon

And turned it
into a positive.

As in,
"what up, my goon?"

Or "that car
is totally gooned out."

- Shut up!
- Yes, ma'am.

When I spoke to headquarters,
they told me my contact

Was fished out of the sea
by a russian trawler.

Oh, maybe that
was the guy smith threw overboard.

You think?

Smith!

You're working
for smith?

Well, I wouldn't say
working for really.

More of an unpaid
internship type thing.

Smith is a bad guy.

How do we know you're
not the bad guy?

After all, you do have
a couple of goo--

Good-looking guys
working for you.

Smith stole the microchip
from us.

( gasps )
the c.I.A.?

Yep, that's her all right.
"finger, red."

Man, I'm so confused.

Smith seemed like
such a good guy.

Well, he's not.

He's a liar liar
pants on fire.

Oh, man, not j-dog.

Well, he's in my cabin
right now blowing chunks in the toilet.

How could you just give
smith up like that?

Anyone can fake an I.D.
You've done it enough times.

There's just something
about her that makes me believe her.

Goon, please.

You just think
she's gorgeous.

Really?
Because I don't love my nose,

- And I have
this red finger. - Smith is gone!

But he was
definitely in there.

You have got to get
the microchip back from smith.

The fate of the world
depends on it.

( rope tears )

You can count on us.

Well, me anyway.

Now go!

I can't believe we searched
all night for mr. Smith

- And still couldn't find him.
- Maybe he went overboard.

- Maybe he's in disguise.
- Maybe he's in the hot tub.

Quick, find his shoes.

Found 'em.

That is so bad
for the leather

And don't even
get me started on the brown socks.

London,
we need your help.

We need to get
that guy's shoes off.

Tell him you need
to read his feet.

Great, first hands,
now feet?

This is more reading
than I've done all year.

Greetings,
weary traveler.

I'm here to tell you
your destiny.

But first, I must read
the palms of your feet.

Don't you mean the palms
of my hands?

No, I'm in training.
I'm starting at the bottom.

- I got the microchip.
- ( whirring )

- Got it.
- Hey! Hey!

Stop! Hey, unhand me.
Stop!

- Come back here.
- What, no tip?

Ow ow ow ow!

- Bailey.
- I'm not talking to you.

Okay, you don't
have to talk to me. Just hide this microchip.

What?
What are these marks?

Rope burns.
I was tied up by the bad guy

With rope that had
harsh cotton fibers.

You mean that stupid
spy story was real?

Yes, that's what I've been
trying to tell you.

Oh, cody, I'm so sorry
for not trusting you.

It's okay, bailey.

Take this microchip back
to your cabin and hide it.

And for your own safety,
promise me you won't look.

- I promise. And, cody.
- Yes?

You're my hero.

Zack: Nope!

This ship is
a boatload of fun.

You can play shuffleboard,
ping pong--

And tag.

Miss finger, we got
the microchip from smith.

What up, goonizzles?

- Give me the chip.
- No!

Hello.
Nice matching outfits.

Get him.

No no, gentlemen, please.
No violence, really.

It's so hard to find
good goons these days.

That explains
all the broken tables.

Now that microchip
belongs to me.

- He's lying.
- No, she's lying.

If the liar says I'm lying,
then I'm not lying.

- Unless you're a liar.
- I know you are, but what am I?

- Liar says what?
- What?

- ( laughing ) boom!
- Boom!

- I win.
- So you two really are spies?

I can't believe you two
were actually telling the truth.

It was bound
to happen sometime.

Neither of you
are going to get that microchip

Because it's someplace safe
where you'll never find it.

Hey, guys, about this
top secret microchip--

- That's mine.
- No, it's mine.

Well, now it's mine!

Called it, stepped it,
locked it, no erasies!

Both: Darn!

Now I will put the microchip
in a safe place

Until this matter
is resolved.

Bailey, I asked you
to hold on to that microchip.

You put the whole world
in jeopardy.

Yeah, the world
of sandwiches

And tasty summer salads.

- Huh?
- Huh?

I looked at it
on my computer.

It's a recipe
for mayonnaise.

Correction--
zero calorie mayonnaise.

You said what was
on that microchip could save mankind.

Yes, from obesity
and dry sandwiches.

But the recipe belongs
to my company.

You said you were
with the c.I.A.

Yes, the condiment
institute of america.

And you're
with the n.S.A.

National sandwich
alliance.

We could have sold
that zero calorie mayo

For 50 bucks a jar.

You kids may not be
aware of this,

But that is a lot
to pay for mayonnaise.

Well, now people are
getting it for free.

What? Wait. Why?

Because I sent the recipe
to my aunt myrtle

- And she put it on the web.
- She put it on the internet?

Oh, no no, it's this huge
spider web outside her house

Where she hangs notes.
You know, "free kittens, tractors for sale."

But everyone in town
looks at it.

So what do we do now?

Well, I've been dying
to try the buffet on the lido deck.

I'll join you. It'll be
nice to have something going in for a change.

Bailey, I can't believe
you broke your promise

And looked
at that microchip.

How can I trust you again?

All is forgiven.

Nope!

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