Original subtitles

THEME SONG: Here we go, we're getting on road till 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!

-Another late night.

There are days I wish I weren't the boss.

I should have gone into motel management like mother wanted.

I-- ahhh!

-What is the meaning of--

Ah!

Ahhhh!

-And in the stomach, food particles are churned with

acid until everything liquefies.

-Ewww!

Could biology be any grosser?

-OK.

Tomorrow, we're all dissecting frogs.

[ribbit]

-Hmm?

Oh!

-Does that answer your question?

-Yes!

Sam!

Clover!

Quick, you got to help me think of an excuse to miss

class tomorrow!

I can't di--

di--

oh!

I can't even say it.

-Come on, Alex.

Dissecting isn't gross.

It's science.

-Wow.

Whatever.

To me, this icky frog stuff is the perfect opportunity to

pair up with a cute boy lab partner.

-Um, uh, Professor Walsh?

I have, uh, a doc-- doctor's appointment tomorrow, so

unfortunately, I'm going to have to miss

out on froggie day.

-Oh, don't worry.

I'll save you a frog.

You can dissect on Monday.

-Eh--

[ribbit]

-Sorry, I have, uh, a dentist appointment Monday.

-Well, are you free on Tuesday?

-Uh, chiropractor?

-This lab counts 50% of your grade.

You can afford to miss it.

You aren't afraid of these harmless little

frogs, are you, Alex?

-Whoa!

[ribbit]

-Oh!

Girls?

[yelling]

-Perfect timing, Jerry.

You saved us from the frogs.

-Would it kill you to send a limo?

Just once, Jere?

-Perhaps next time, Sam.

-Did you just call her Sam?

-Huh?

-Um--

of course I did, Clover.

Why shouldn't I?

-Hello!

She's Sam and she's Clover.

-Uh, yes, well, don't you think I know that, Farrah?

-Farrah?

-Come now, let's get started.

-Looks like Jere is majorly overworked.

-This is a simple rescue mission.

You are to infiltrate the Jekyll Island maximum security

prison and liberate these three convicts.

-Huh?

-Uh, Jere?

Don't we normally put the bad guys in prison?

-Oh, they're not criminals.

These "bad guys" are really undercover WOOHP agents.

-Must be very undercover.

I've never seen them before.

-Now then, these gadgets will help you on your mission.

Suction cup go-go boots for scaling walls.

Laser lipsticks capable of cutting through

the thickest steel.

-Huh?

-Huh?

-Oh.

Right.

Next, we have nanotechnology eye shadow.

Perfect!

I'm out of eye shadow.

-This is no ordinary makeup.

Three quick blinks and the powder

transforms into X-ray glasses.

Quite useful for looking through prison walls.

You'll be drilling into the prison via the RATVAT, Rugged

All Terrain Vehicle And Tunneler.

Now, if there are no further questions.

-Huh?

-No!

-Jerry!

-Don't!

-Oh!

Achoo!

Ahhh!

Achoo!

Bleh!

Achoo!

-Are you crazy?

You know you're allergic to blueberries!

-Ah.

Yes.

Yes.

Of course.

It merely slipped my--

-Ah!

-Eww.

-He's picking his nose.

-Jerry!

-Oh.

Ha ha.

Um, sorry.

Now, on your way.

-Definitely overworked.

-Mmmm!

I control the hand.

[foreign accent]

I control the spies, and soon, I shall control the world!

-This is a service entrance.

It should be unguarded.

-We'll just see about that.

-Yeah, unguarded, as in there's a bunch of guards

standing around.

Whoa, nice brains.

-They may be guarding the doors, but I bet they're not

guarding the windows.

-Huh?

-Huh?

-Shh!

-What are you, the pep squad?

-Come on, let's blow this joint.

-Hello!

Rude much?

I think a little appreciation's in order here.

-Those guards are still there.

-And since we don't have go-go boots in men's sizes--

-This is the only way out.

Huh?

-Then we do this the fun way.

Hasta la bye bye, fuzz!

SAM (OFFSCREEN): Hey, don't!

Stop!

What's the matter with you?

-WOOHP agents never fire on innocent people.

[alarm]

-Do they know that?

-Come on!

-Hey hey!

Sweet freedom, baby!

-I love busting out of the joint!

[laughing and cheering]

-OK, I know these guys are undercover as criminals and

all, but they are way overdoing it.

-Welcome back, agents.

-Hey, Dr. V1 Is that you in there?

-Dr. V!

-Oh, um, that's one of my, um, code names.

-That's right.

We're, uh, we're using "code names."

-We need to talk.

-OK, Jerry, what is going on?

Who's Dr. V?

-And who are these so-called agents?

-And how can we don't get cool code names?

-Ah.

Um.

Girls, I--

I assure you, there is absolutely (FOREIGN ACCENT)

nothing to worry about.

Everything is--

-Whoa.

What's up with your accent?

-My accent?

What are you talking about?

I always speak this way--

Ugh!

Uh!

-Looks like Jerry's gone from overworked

to just plain crazy.

-Uh, ah!

Ahhh!

No!

No, really, I am--

fine!

Thank you for your concern.

-Bye bye!

-Whaa!

-Huh?

-Well, that's one way to get to class on time.

-Alex.

I'm glad you canceled your, uh, doctor's appointment so

you could join us for this

fa.

[ribbit]

-Ahhh!

No way!

[ribbit]

-Whaa!

-Good idea, Sam.

Let's take a break for it.

-I'm not worried about the frogs.

I'm worried about Jerry.

We've got to get back to WOOHP.

-Come on.

We can't let anyone see us.

-The WOOHP data archives.

Since Jere won't talk to us, maybe his computers will.

-Let's start by finding out who Dr. V is.

-Hey, I know that guy.

-Yeah.

Isn't he like one of the WOOHP science nerds?

-Used to being.

His name's Dr. Vomesa, and he just got fired.

-He was working on Project Microspy, a way do reduce

spies to microscopic size for super secret missions.

But he was using criminals as guinea

pigs to test his machine.

-So Jerry had to fire him.

-And these are criminals he used.

They were arrested by WOOHP a few weeks ago.

-I knew they weren't real agents.

They had that bad guy smell.

-But why would Jerry send them to jail just to have us bust

them out again?

Because maybe Jerry isn't Jerry.

Jerry must be Dr. V in disguise.

-So that's why he's been acting so freaky.

-And that's why he wanted those criminals back, so he

could do more experiments.

-Come on.

Let's go ask "Jerry" what he's done with the real Jerry.

-Yeah!

You guys have to help us.

-See, Jerry's been replaced by an imposter, and-- hey!

-Huh?

-You girls have been putting your noses where they don't--

-Come on!

We've got to warn the rest of WOOHP!

-After them!

-Ahhhh!

[yelling]

-Help!

Somebody!

-Take us to red alert.

The three young spies are--

-Gotcha!

-It's OK.

This isn't really Jerry.

-Yeah.

He's an impostor, you know, in disguise.

Look!

-Phew.

Wow.

This is a really good mask.

-Thank you.

These three "spies" are obviously part of some

nefarious plot to undermine our organization, and they

will be dealt with as traitors.

[gasps]

-I don't get it.

How can he be the real Jerry?

-No clue.

But that's got to be him.

He was allergic to blueberries, remember?

-Then why does he hate us?

Jerry's our friend.

I just don't understand why he's being so mean.

-Wow!

Weird.

They've all got microchip thingies in their brains.

-Oh.

-Project Microspy.

-That may be the real Jerry, but a microscopic Dr. V is

controlling him from the inside.

-And those criminals must be controlling the agents.

-Talk about mental problems.

-So You've figured out my little secret, have you?

Yes, Project Microspy was successful, but our dear

commander was too worried about "ethics" to understand

the value of my work.

Nor did Jerry understand that these criminals were not

guinea pigs, but willing assistants.

But now, I control Jerry, and Jerry controls WOOHP!

And with my superior intellect and the private army of spies

at my command, I shall soon control the entire world.

-And you're gonna to get away with this because?

-I am the head of a powerful secret organization!

Who is going to stop me?

-We are.

-You microscopic jerk!

-Oh!

I'm afraid you pose a little threat.

Very, very little.

-Ah!

-Yes!

Bwaa ha ha!

Once my molecular reduction apparatus shrinks you to

microscopic size, you won't cause me any more trouble,

because you'll be var to busy fighting for our lives against

an army of vicious bacteria.

-Ugh!

-Begin the shrinking process!

-We got to get loose!

-Duh.

How?

-You cannot escape.

-Hey!

Way ahead of you.

-We're trapped!

-And we're shrinking.

-Good.

-Good?

-Whose side are you on, girl?

-We have to get microsized if we're going to go after Dr. V.

Now, we just have to figure out how to get one of those

nifty submarines.

-Great.

We're in an itty bitty submarine.

Now what do we do?

-I'll drive.

-You have stolen a submarine?

So what?

With no way of entering the body, there's no way

you can harm me.

-What are you-- stop!

Jerry does not control the hand!

Stop!

-Let's go!

-I control the hand--

ahhh!

-Are we where I think we are?

-OK, ick!

-Uh oh.

We gotta get out of here.

Jerry's stomach acid is eating through the hull.

-Alex, see if you can plot a course for Jerry's brain.

-Brain?

I don't want to see Jerry's brain!

-You do want to stop Dr. V so we can get out

of here, don't you?

-Quickly!

They are inside this body, coming to get me!

-OK, we're out of his icky stomach and

into his icky veins.

-Can I please throw up now?

[crash]

-What was that?

-Huh?

Oh!

-We're being attacked by a white blood cell.

It must think we're a virus!

-Well, it's wrong!

[yelling]

-Prepare all of our combat vehicles for a full scale

invasion of--

burrp!

-Oh.

Just a little heartburn.

-Hang on!

Here comes the heart!

-This is it, Jerry's brain.

-And there's Dr. V!

-[inaudible]!

Once we have conquered Europe, we will take control of--

ahhh!

-Ugh!

How could I control a brain with all this commotion?

I must increase power!

-Ahh!

-All this fighting is putting too much to

stress on Jere's body.

He's in serious danger.

-Then we've got to get the bad guys out of him fast.

-But how?

-Blueberries.

-Huh?

Ahh!

-Ahhh!

-Wait!

I--

I can't eat those!

-[gasp]

I'm--

eh--

eh--

-He's gonna blow!

-Nooo!

-Ahhhh!

Ahhh--

choooo!

-Huhhh.

Oh!

[laughter]

-I wouldn't eat the scones if I were you.

-Never thought I'd be happy about going up 15 dress sizes.

-And I never thought you'd be saving the world from me.

Many thanks, girls.

-So I guess Dr. V and his boys are in big trouble, huh?

-Yes.

But bit trouble can come in small packages.

-Huh.

[bell ringing]

-We're really sorry about missing froggie day.

-So to make up for it, we each wrote a

paper on human anatomy.

-Well, that's very nice, girls.

But since you didn't do the dissection, I'm afraid I still

have to give you an--

hmm.

These papers are brilliant!

You-- you describe the body systems in such--

such detail.

It's almost as if you'd seen it firsthand.

-Almost.

-You three don't need to dissect anything.

I'm giving you all A's.

[cheering]

[ribbit]

-Ugh!

-And you can keep your frogs as pets.

-Uh, thanks.