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THEME SONG: Here we go, we're getting on the 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, get on with the show.

Here we go!

Here we go!

Here we go!]

-I am so psyched!

This rave is supposed to be live!

-But are you sure this is the right place?

-Well, this is the address on the invitation.

-Then what are we waiting for?

Rave on!

-You know, Alex, when you invited us to go skating, I

thought you meant somewhere--

-Cool!

Like the Venice Boardwalk.

-But what could be cooler than a '70s disco roller rink?

-Uh, sorry, Alex.

Time doesn't permit me to answer that.

I knew should have gone to the Pablo Picardo

exhibit at the museum.

-Come on, guys.

I've been wanting to go retro skating since, like, forever.

-More like lame-o skating.

And what's with those skates?

-Do you think they put the wheels in

the corners by mistake?

The cute guy at the skate shop swore it's what he and all his

friends--

-Cute guy?

Friends of cute guy?

I

-Oops.

Wrong comm thingie.

-Ahh!

[laughter]

-Oh, no!

What have I done?

-Forget about it, Alex.

W.O.O.H.P.'s got dozens more Compowders where that came

from.

-It's not the Compowder I'm upset about.

-It's the mirror!

I broke it, and now I'm doomed to seven years of bad luck!

-Whatever, Alex.

That's just a superstition.

-No it isn't.

It's a jinx.

And we'd better get to the roller rink fast before

something bad happens to us.

-Oh.

I thought going to the roller rink was the bad thing.

-My roller rink!

It's been totally trashed, and it's all my fault.

-Alex, what are you talking about?

-Hello!

I broke a mirror.

I told you it would bring me bad luck.

-OK, I seriously doubt a ruined roller rink has

anything to do with bad luck.

-Yeah.

I mean, when you think about it, it's actually kind of good

luck because now we can go blading at the boardwalk.

[gasp]

Or even better, to the mall!

-They'll let us go blading at the mall?

-No, shopping at mall.

-Sure, if we hail that taxi first.

Taxi!

[yelling]

-Well, hello, girls.

So glad you could drop by.

We have another crisis on our hands.

Apparently during the past few nights, numerous local

establishments have been completely destroyed.

-Huh?

-You mean like the roller rink?

-Among others.

Smoothie King, Pumps, Platforms, and Pinkies, and

even the new Scrunchie City was struck as well.

-Not Scrunchie City!

-I'm afraid so, Clover.

I'm truly sorry.

-Oh, no.

Bad luck strikes again.

-Perhaps.

Although this violent rampage began long before you broke

your mirror, and expensive Compowder.

-But why?

Who's doing this?

-We're not certain, but we believe it's the work of some

underground group of anarchists.

We were able to salvage this video tape from the roller

rink's security monitor.

As you can see, it is obviously a deliberate act of

destruction.

-If there was music, I'd say it was a deliberately out

there rave.

- I beg your pardon?

-You know, a rave?

As in underground after hours party?

-Hmm?

-You don't know what a rave is?

That is so weird.

-Not half as weird ad the fact that there was a rave and I

didn't know about it.

-Whoever they are, we suspect that they'll

strike again tonight.

-Well then, what are we hanging around here for?

Lay some gadgets on us, Jere.

-I was hoping you'd say that.

Tonight you will be utilizing the Heat Sensor 6000 Infrared

Sunglasses, the Expandable Cable Bungee Belt, and

Ultrasensitive Two Clip Banana Barrette Listening Device.

-Too cute!

-Any other questions?

Good.

Well, ta ta.

-Ahhh!

-Clover, Alex, see anything yet?

-Negative, Sammy.

Everything looks normal.

-Normal?

These glasses totally clash.

How come those W.O.O.H.P. brainiacs can make

see-in-the-dark glasses but they can't make them in a

series of fashionable colors?

Hey, wait a minute.

What's that?

-Looks like something's going on at the art museum.

-The art museum?

Cool!

I mean, oh.

-First a roller rink and now an art museum?

When is it going to be my turn to pick where we're going?

[rave music]

-Hmm.

That's strange.

It's locked.

-Sounds like somebody got inside somehow.

-A lot of somebodies.

And here comes more now.

Quick, you guys, hide!

-It's David.

What's he doing here?

-The question is, what's he doing with her?

-Silly.

They're going to the museum.

-Correction.

They're going to a rave.

-Come on, now's our chance!

-Invitations?

-Invitations?

-Yeah.

This party's invitation only.

-Oh, well, you see, there must be same kind of mix up because

I always get invited to, like, everywhere.

So somebody clearly made a major social faux pas and

totally forgot to invite me.

-No invite, no admission.

Beat it.

-I can't believe our bad luck.

-I can't believe that David's with Mandy.

What's that about?

-Who cares?

We've got to think of a way to get inside that museum.

[screaming]

-Or not.

-OK.

I can understand David and Mandy getting

invited, but Arnold?

Now I'm totally offended!

-Now's our chance!

-Oh, no!

They've destroyed that Picardo painting!

-How can she tell?

-Don't look at me.

-This is weird, you guys.

This isn't like any rave I've ever been to.

-Maybe it wasn't a rave.

-So then how do you explain the DJ?

-After him!

I bet the DJ knows who's behind this anti-rave!

-Come on!

-There he goes!

-[sigh]

-Now which way did he go?

-Huh?

Up way?

-Huh?

-I think this calls for the Expandable Cable Bungee Belt.

-Do I have to do everything myself?

-Black belly sweaters, monkey boxers, and other cute things.

This is where you get off.

-Oops!

[screaming]

-How did he do that?

-With a really sharp nail file.

-What's this?

-Beats me, but I'm having a major deja vu moment.

-Yeah.

And since it fell out of our friend's pocket, something

tells me we should sent it to W.O.O.H.P. for analyzing.

[bell ringing]

-OK, so am I the only one who thinks it's strange that we're

totally out of the rave loop?

-It's not strange when you're jinxed.

-Or at least not any stranger than that.

-Wow!

Looks like everybody in school went shopping last night.

-Girls, there's definitely something strange going on

here, and I say it's time we found out what.

-Hey, Mandy.

Been to any raves lately?

-Did you happen to catch the new Pablo Picardo exhibit at

the museum?

-Huh?

-Love the new look, Arnold.

Who's your personal shopper?

-Hyper rave--

-is the wave--

-of the future.

-Hyper rave is the wave of the future?

Like that was helpful.

-Not!

-So now what?

-Hmm.

What else?

We accessorize.

-So, you going tonight?

-Got my invitation right here.

-Hyper rave is the wave of the future!

[laughing]

-Well, one thing's for sure.

There's another rave tonight.

-If only we were invited.

-Hmm.

Leave this one to me.

-Oops!

-Tonight, 10:00 PM, Beverly Hills Mall.

-Finally!

I was beginning to think we were never going shopping.

[rave music]

-[gasping]

Rings and things!

We may not know who's organizing these raves, but

they sure are picking better locations.

-Hey!

-Now if they would only work on their guest list.

-Yeah!

-Or not.

[beeping]

-Girls, I'm so glad I found you.

We've got the results back from W.O.O.H.P.'s lab analysis

of that strange, glowing microdisk you found.

-What did you say?

-(LOUDER) I said we got the results back on the microdisk

you found!

-Jerry, you're really going to have to speak up!

We can't hear yo over the music!

-Girls, listen!

On the surface, the disk is just a benign collection of

mediocre, monotonous music.

But in fact, the disk is a microdigital virus capable of

extremely violent--

-Weird I usually get great reception in this mall.

You think someone's blurring our transmission?

-No.

I think you're shopping with someone cursed with bad luck.

-Hello, Earth to Alex and Clover.

We're investigating, not shopping.

-Ah!

That blasted music!

You'd think it would give their brains a--

[blast of music]

-Music.

They were listening to the same music

that was on the disk.

Huh?

-Hyper rave is the wave of the future!

Hyper rave is the wave of the future!

[music getting louder]

-Hyper rave is the wave of the future!

Hyper rave is the wave of the future!

Hyper rave is the wave of--

-I've got to warn my spies!

-I've just figured out what's weird about this rave.

It's completely tame.

-Yeah, where are all the interesting guys?

-Looks like it's time to mix things up.

What the--!

-We have some visitors.

Why don't you ask them to dance?

Party time, girls.

-[gasp]

Don't look now, ladies, but I think we have some serious

party crashers.

-Get 'em!

[screaming]

-Ow!

Watch it with the hair!

-Talk about a wedgie!

-Maybe it's time you sat this dance out!

Hey!

[screaming]

-Well, well, well.

If it isn't the little spy girls.

[gasps]

-Sebastian!

You're the DJ?

-I should have known someone as sick and twisted as you

would be behind these raves.

-DJ?

Twisted criminal mastermind?

Titles are so meaningless to me.

What interests me is revenge.

-Am I the only one who's still stuck on the fact that Mr.

Sebastian is the DJ?

-It's not so hard to understand, really.

You sent me to prison, I escaped, and

now I'm getting revenge.

-So not inviting us to your raves is your revenge?

Boy, are you rusty in the villain department.

-Not of those raves end up destroying every single place

the three of you hold near and dear.

-He's right!

The first rave ruined Alex's roller rink, the second rave

totally trashed my museum, and now this rave is going to

destroy my mall?

That is so evil!

-Now do you believe me about the bad luck?

-And the beautify of it is that I don't

have to lift a finger.

Those kids are going to do it all for me.

All I have to do is play this microdigital virus, and anyone

hearing it will be instantly hypnotized and programmed to

do my bidding!

-Which, let me guess, has something to do with

destroying our favorite hangouts?

-Exactly.

Care for a demonstration?

-I don't hear anything.

-Hello!

This glass is sound proof.

But let me assure you, your friends down there can year

every note.

[loud rave music]

[screaming]

-This is horrible!

-[laughing]

And this is nothing compared to what I've got

planned for my finale!

It'll be a real learning experience.

This is where you get off.

-Hyper rave is the wave of the future!

-That was so uncalled for.

-What a loser.

And what does he mean about his finale being a learning

experience?

Isn't that like the total opposite reason for having a

rave?

-A real learning experience.

Oh, no!

He plans to destroy Beverly High!

-Then we have to get out of here and get to the school

right away!

-Looks pretty tame so far.

-Something tells me it's not going to stay

this way for long.

Let's get down there.

-Time to pump up the volume.

[screaming]

-Suddenly I don't feel so good.

-Yeah, me neither.

-What mare you talking about?

I feel perfectly--

-Hyper wave is the wave of the future!

-Enjoy the party, girls!

[laughing]

-Good heavens, I hope I'm not too late.

[screaming]

-Will somebody please unlock this door!

-Thank you.

And thank you, W.O.O.H.P. laboratories, for these

sensible, sound proof ear plugs.

[crashes and screaming]

-Hyper rave is the wave of the future!

Hyper rave is the wave of the future!

-Hello, girls.

Good to see you again.

-Get him!

-Girls, listen to me!

No, better yet, don't listen to the music!

Oh, dear.

This isn't going well.

-Jerry?

You're like a total mess.

-Hi, Jerry.

What are you doing here?

-Care to dance before you die?

-Well, what are you three staring at?

In case you've forgotten, we've got a major psycho to

deal with.

-Come on.

We've got to stop Sebastian.

-Sebastian's gone.

-And apparently, he's found a way to broadcast his music by

way of some remote feed hookup.

-There he is, up on the roof!

We've got to stop him before it's too late!

-Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

-Hmmm.

-Huh?

-You three!

-Surprise!

[laughing]

[horns honking]

-Song's over, Sebastian!

-Waaaa!

-Guess Sebastian's pretty "fly" after all.

-Um, don't worry, guys.

I've got it all under control.

-See?

What'd I tell ya?

-Nice work, girls.

-Sorry about the sign, Jerry.

Guess I got to work on my landings.

-On the contrary, Alex.

Your landing skills are what saved the school from complete

destruction.

Turns out the sign was where Sebastian was broadcasting his

music from.

-So the raves over?

Everybody's back to normal?

-Well, I wouldn't say everybody.

[laughter]

-Eww!

Somebody's school needs a serious makeover.

-Yeah.

Thanks to that rave, this place is a mess.

-And what's weird is no one remembers a thing about it.

It's like Sebastian's disk erased everyone's memory.

-Hey, did you hear?

Vandals broke into the school last night and

totally trashed it.

Makes you so upset you just want to clean the whole place

up, you know?

-See what I mean?

-And to think this all happened because I broke that

stupid mirror.

-Uhh!

Alex, that jinx thingie is so last week.

-Nuh uh.

It's not last week, or even last month.

It's gonna be for a whole seven years.

-Ah!

Stop!

Walking under a ladder is major bad luck!

-Maybe normally.

-But a second bad luck on top of a first bad luck just

cancels the first bad luck out.

-Get it?

You're neutralized.

-Oh, wow!

That's great!

Thanks, guys.

-Finally this bad luck stuff is over.

-Oh, no.

You don't think that when we pulled Alex under the ladder--

-We got jinxed?

-Good luck, girls.

Because now that you're jinxed, you'll need it.