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THEME SONG: Here we go.

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

And then we'll shop.

So 1-2-3 now, baby, here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go on a mission under cover 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.

[applause and cheering]

MALE SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): And anchoring the Angel Fish team

is three time world water skiing champion, Tanya Suburb.

-Ah.

-We were smart to grab smoothies

before we started shopping.

-Yeah, remember the last biggest sale of the year.

Clover got so into it, she nearly passed out from

dehydration in the dressing room.

-What I can't understand is why they hand out bottled

water at something as silly as a marathon but not at the

biggest sale of the year.

-Alex.

-Sorry, Clover.

It's just that Troy is such a hottie.

I just can't take my eyes of him.

-This week on, "Troy's Bayou."

-Alex, every year you get a crush on some actor who you

think is, like, the greatest guy in the world.

-So.

What's wrong with that?

-Hello?

He's just acting.

-Please.

It's, like, so known that Troy is the sweetest, most perfect

guy in the whole world.

-OK.

Who says we don't have women in space?

-I know you guys are only looking out for me.

But if we could only meet Troy, you'd see how kind and

wonderful and gentle he really is.

-Hey, what gives?

[screaming]

-I can't believe we're getting WOOHPed during the biggest

sale of the year.

-Good morning, ladies.

It looks like you've literally shopped 'till

you've dropped, eh?

-All I can say is you better not have pulled us away to do

your laundry, Jerry.

JERRY (OFFSCREEN): We have just learned that top athletes

from around the world are mysteriously vanishing.

-Do you have any idea how this is happening, Jerry?

-All we have to go on is footage of this race car

driver in Florida.

-That's the same blue flash we saw surrounding the athletes

in the other clips.

ALEXANDRA (OFFSCREEN): But the driver didn't disappear.

-It's your mission, girls, to go to Florida, protect the

driver, and find out what's making these athletes vanish

into thin air.

Any questions?

-Just one.

Do those cute silver jump suits come in size 6?

-The gadgets you'll be using on this machine include an

electromagnetic sensitive video camera, sapphire

hologram pendants--

[gasp]

---microscopic retracting goggles for clues that are

invisible to the naked eye, and the latest in virtual

reality disguise belts.

-This is so cool.

You can go straight from the gym to school or the prom with

the push of a button.

-Ahem, now, for your transportation to Florida,

we're giving you CIRTT.

-Curt?

Is he a chauffeur?

I hope he's cute and likes to shop.

-CIRTT stands for Clunky Incognito Radical Thought

Transporter.

I named her, I mean, him, myself.

-You've got to be kidding.

-Not to worry, girls.

CIRTT is in incognito mode by simple voice command.

[roar]

[scream]

-Now, you girls better get on your way.

Good luck, girls.

Or, as they say in Japan, [japanese].

[screaming]

-How embarrassing.

We need to loose this clunker and get something a little

more sporty.

-I am really starting to like CIRTT.

-Who are you calling a groupie?

Listen here, Miss, whoever you are--

[dial tone]

-How rude.

The studio just turned me down for tickets to the taping of

Troy's show.

-OK, shh.

Remember, we're journalists.

Act professional.

-Uh, Mr. Parks, we're journalists from

"Teen Racer" magazine.

Would you be a dear and tell us what you remember from the

incident the other day?

-Sure.

I really don't remember much, except, of course, for the

flash of light that made me loose control of the car.

I almost hit that photographer.

-What photographer?

-He came and left on a motorcycle.

That's all I know.

If y'all will excuse me, I've got a publicity photo shoot in

about five minutes.

-Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?

-That Dale's accent totally reminds me of Troy?

-Alex, please.

I'm thinking that the photographer Dale mentioned

might have something to do with this.

Come on, let's check the track for clues.

Well, if that photographer had anything to do with this, he

sure didn't leave us any clues.

-Great.

Now what do we do?

-Let's stick close to Dale during the photo shoot and

keep an eye out for that photographer on the

motorcycle.

-I'll tell you what.

I'll stick close to Dale while you keep an eye out for the

motorcycle guy.

I've always wanted to be a paparazzi.

-Sam, look.

-The smoke bomb's a diversion.

Clover, watch Dale.

-Dale's right here.

Hey, there's something wrong with this camera.

It's making Dale look all faded.

-Dale's disappearing.

Huh?

Clover, help.

-Watch out.

-Talk about major road rage.

Who is that guy and what did he do to Alex?

-That's what we're going to find out.

-All right, this is getting weirder by the second.

We just drove right through a brick wall.

OK, pal, pull it over.

-I think it's time for last requests.

-A jet rocket pack would be nice.

-Good job, Clover.

-Whoo hoo.

-He's getting away.

CIRTT, turn into a jet helicopter.

-Only wheeled vehicles, remember, Clover?

-What?

That is so lame.

I'm telling Jerry CIRTT needs a serious makeover.

-Well, we got bigger issues like finding out what happened

to Alex and Dale.

[beeping]

-Hello?

-Help.

-Alex.

-I'm on some kind of race track at the creepiest looking

dessert I've ever seen.

Ah, my Compowder.

-We got company.

FEMALE SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): You have two lives left.

-Huh?

Help.

-Alex?

Alex?

Come in, Alex.

It's no use.

Quick.

Let's check out the footage from the camera for clues.

CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Look, the camera picked up

electromagnetic waves coming from that device.

-Of course, that would explain why Dale didn't disappear the

first time.

The silver jumpsuit must've deflected those rays.

-I knew there was a reason I liked that jump suit.

-I think we better call Jerry and let him

know what we found.

-Hello, girls.

How's the mission coming along?

-Not great, Jer.

Alex and Dale have been kidnapped.

-Kidnapped?

Oh, my.

How can I help?

-Clover's camera picked up some kind of electromagnetic

ray that apparently downloaded Alex and Dale into an

electronic device.

-A machine that can download people.

Let's see, I do vaguely remember hearing something a

few years back about a woman game designer who claimed she

had designed such a device.

Yes, yes.

Here it is.

A Carla Wong, better known as the Lady Dragon.

-Finally, and evil villain who isn't bitter about being

dissed or something.

-It says here that the Lady Dragon left the video game

industry several years ago because they refused to make

some of her more eccentric games.

-Figures.

So how do we find this Lady Dragon?

-You can always use the indestructible homing device

in Alex's Compowder to track her.

-We're on it, Jerry.

The signal's leading right to that hotel over there.

Let's go.

-I hope they have nice bathrooms.

That's another improvement to be added on

CIRTT's makeover list.

-Video game trade show?

-I think what they mean is geek land.

-I believe the proper term is computer enthusiasts.

Come on, the signal leads upstairs.

The signal leads to that room.

That looks like the motorcycle guy's

outfit from the racetrack.

-Ahem, can I help you, ladies?

-Uh, Miss, uh, Lady Dragon.

We love your games.

We're, like, your biggest fans.

-We are?

-So how come you stopped making games?

-Because of certain short sighted fools who couldn't

grasp my revolutionary vision.

But now that I am back with a new line of games, those who

oppose me will see the error of their ways.

In fact, if you will wait here, I will give you a

demonstration.

I don't know how, but those girls followed me from the

race track.

Tell everyone to keep their eyes out for them.

I've come too far to have any one interrupt my plans.

-Sam, what are you doing?

This isn't time to be playing video junkie.

-Clover, look at this poster for the lady

dragon's new game.

-That looks just like the desert Alex described.

-Yeah, come on.

We got to get inside this investor meeting.

-Sorry, invitation only.

-Hey, pal, you're looking at major investor

material right here.

-Hey, don't these two look like the girls the Lady Dragon

told us to watch out for?

-Get them.

-Huh?

Where'd they go?

-These virtual reality belts are totally awesome?

How do I look?

-Do the words hair restoration mean anything to you?

-My new technique for enhancing realistic game play

is so incredible, you'll feel like you're playing against

real people.

[screaming]

-Clover, do you hear that?

-Alex and Dale are in the game.

[screaming]

-Clear the room.

We've given them enough of a taste to wet their appetites.

Besides, we must hurry to the warehouse to download the new

athletes and prepare for mass production.

-Did you hear that?

We've got to tell Jerry about the Lady Dragon downloading

more athletes.

-But what about Alex and Dale?

-You two, guard the room and make sure nobody

gets near the game.

-Quick.

We've got to get them out.

-Maybe I can crash the system.

-It's Alex.

-Stay behind me.

-Any time.

Oh, Clover, what are you doing?

[scream]

-Clover, you have the joy stick upside down.

-As if that matters.

-Uh, Sam, bad news.

These power packs are loosing juice fast.

-Well, if it isn't my two biggest fans.

-We know you've been kidnapping athletes and

downloading them into your games, Lady Dragon.

We're here to put an end to it.

-Unfortunately for you, there is no stopping me.

Once I put my games into mass production, all the athletes

will be multiplied 1,000 times over, trapping them

permanently.

Get them.

-These sapphire hologram pendants better work.

-I think it's time we bailed, Sam.

-Don't just stand there.

Bring them back.

[laughing]

-Oh.

-No ticket, no ride.

MALE SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Stop them.

-Clover, we've got to find the Lady Dragon's warehouse and

stop her from downloading more athletes.

-Quick.

Let's duck into this cute little house and call Jerry.

Jerry, we need the location of the Lady

Dragon's warehouse fast.

-I wish I could help you girls, but I've got nothing.

Have you tried the wharf?

-The wharf, of course.

That's where the warehouses always are.

Why didn't we think of that?

Thanks, Jer.

-Girls, I think I'm loosing you.

-I don't know who you girls are, but you've interrupted my

plans for the last time.

-We're disappearing.

-Alex, I didn't know you could water ski.

-No time for a reunion girls.

Look.

-What kind of sick, demented woman is this Lady Dragon?

-If you want the answer to that question, just look down.

-We're about to become shark bait.

-Hold on, girls, and follow my lead.

-They're coming back.

And they've brought friends.

-Quick, Alex, turn your outfit into a silver jumpsuit.

-Huh?

-Just do it.

And hurry.

-It's working.

[screaming]

-Sam, you're a genius.

Ah, it's simple, really.

Just like with Dale's silver jumpsuit, electromagnetic

fields can't work against a surface of deflection.

-Uh, yeah, right.

Real simple.

-Now, let's get to the Lady Dragon's warehouse.

-Oh, wait.

I forgot to give Dale my phone number.

-Clover, were' going.

-This is the strangest basketball

tournament I've ever seen.

-Yeah, where are all the fans?

-I'm afraid you won't be hearing the sound of screaming

fans anymore.

-Lady Dragon?

I thought I told you months ago I didn't want to have

anything to do with endorsing your whacked out games.

MALE SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Yeah, yeah.

I told you that too.

-Silence.

This time I'm not asking.

-What's going on?

-What the?

-How did we ever survive without CIRTT?

-We're too late.

The athletes are already being downloaded.

-We got to get them out of there.

I'll go in after them.

Hey, Lady Dragon, you want a piece of me?

Come and get me.

-I don't know how you got out of the game.

But I can just as easily put you back in for good.

-I'll see you guys in a flash.

-We've got to destroy the downloading machines

permanently.

-Look out, Sam.

Better luck next time, boys.

-I've got it.

If we can point the downloading rays at each

other, they might download themselves.

-Go to it, Sam.

I'll keep the lizard lady busy.

-It appears you girls have spunk.

I hate spunk.

-Hurry up, Sam.

I can't keep this up for much longer.

-These things must weight a ton.

-So you girls want to play, do you?

I'll just make a few adjustments that will

automatically send the athletes into mass production.

[screaming]

-Hey, girls.

I think this one's permanent.

-Sam, Alex is about to become a split personality unless we

do something fast.

-Oh, this better work.

Oh, that was close.

-Way to go, Sam.

-She's getting away.

-Have fun and remember it's only a game.

-Well done, girls.

-No.

Not me, oh.

[screaming]

-You have to admit, it was nice of Jerry to loan us CIRTT

so we could drive onto the studio lot without a hassle.

-And it's a good thing we found those extra power packs

for our virtual reality disguise belts.

-I can't believe I'm going to actually meet Troy.

-Hi, I'm Troy.

Hi, I'm Troy.

Hi, I'm Troy.

Hi, I'm Troy.

Hi, I'm Troy.

-No wonder Troy's so perfect.

He's computer generated.

I should have known he was too good to be true.

-Ah, sorry, Alex.

But I know a way you could visit Troy if

you really want to.

-That's OK.

Been there, done that.

Sorry.

-Oh, that's OK.

I'm Steve.

I created Troy.

-Oh, really?

I'm Alex.

-Oh, could we have programmed a happier ending?

-Please, Sam.

No more computer lingo for a long, long time.

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