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[beeping]
[theme music]
-Hmm?
Who's there?
-Get out of my home!
-I am calling the police right now!
[laughing insanely]
-and that's what she said.
So I am still on the waiting list for Mucha's must-have
Exclusi-sack.
The very bag Mandy brought to school yesterday.
-Ouch!
-I know!
It's just not fair.
-What's wrong, Alex?
Are you in pain?
-Yea, I have this raging toothache.
Luckily, it only hurts when I eat, talk, or breath.
-Excuse me!
Can we get back to the real crisis here?
I mean, Mandy only got the bag because she
bribed the sales clerk.
Personally, I would never stoop so low.
[gasps]
-Speaking of stooping, why is Mandy taking the bus?
-Ugh!
For your information, I'm doing research for a term
paper on public transportation.
Ech!
So far, I give it an F.
-The but or your paper?
-Still jealous, huh?
Guess some of us are Exclusack people, and some of us aren't.
[laughing]
-Ahh!
[laughing]
-Am I hallucinating, or is that Mandy
eating a bologna sandwich?
-What are you looking at!
It just so happens that I can't stand cafeteria food.
Gives new meaning to the word "grody."
-Uh, the cafeteria food is grody?
She's the one who brought a bologna sandwich.
-Ow!
At least she can eat.
-Alex, your tooth is probably infected.
You need to see a dentist.
-Please, are you kidding?
Last time Alex went to the dentist, she made a major
impression--
on the dentist's hand.
-What do you expect?
He was the one who stuck his hand in my mouth.
-Hello!
Kind of a point of going to the dentist.
-Hmm.
-OK, this is getting weird.
You see Mandy's sweater?
It's exactly like the one I just donated to the Designer
Clothes For The Needy charity drive.
-You don't think--
-That instead of shopping on Rodeo Drive, Mandy's shopping
on Charity Drive?
-There's only one way to be sure.
My sweater has my initials on it.
-You still put your initials on your clothes?
What are we, in kindergarten?
-I'll have you know, monogramming is all the rage.
Yep, that is definitely my old sweater.
-First the bus, then the bologna sandwich, now this?
Could Mandy be totally broke!
-Ahhh!
[yelling]
-This isn't helping my toothache!
-Since when did WOOHP get taken over by
martial arts robots?
Hi ya!
-Oh!
-Hi ya!
-Ohhh!
-Hi ya!
-[robot voice]
Is that the best you've got?
You hit like girls.
-Good afternoon, ladies.
-What is with the robot with the chip on
its shoulder, Jere?
-You girls really must brush up on your martial art skills.
WOOHP's new training robot beat you in
less than 10 seconds.
-Sorry.
We've been too busy actually saving the world to practice
saving it Ow!
-You really should see a dentist
about that tooth, Alex.
-It's pointless trying to talk to her, Jere.
We've been telling her that all day.
-Ohh!
-Several notable people have gone missing in
the past two days--
the CEO of a multinational bank, Mia Hanson, the actress,
and Myra Sokoloff.
-Famous ice skater?
-The very one.
They've disappeared without a trace.
But what's most puzzling is there doesn't seem to be any
connection between them.
-I'm just cross referencing them now.
Huh.
That's weird.
-What's weird?
Jerry's is almost right.
-Hmm?
-There's no connection between them, except one.
They all go to the same dentist, a Dr. Logan Jay.
-See?
Going to the dentist was their first mistake!
Oww!
Today you'll get the Wind Tunnel 9000 Laser Tornado
Blast Hair Dryer, the Hologram Projecting Mood Ring, and the
Laser Nail File.
Good luck on your mission, ladies.
-Forget it, Jere.
We're not falling for that again.
-Whoa!
[laughing]
-Don't even think about it, or I'll sell you for parts, you
jive bucket of circuits!
[squeaking]
-Who exactly did we change into disguises for?
The rats?
-Let's split up, see what we can find.
-Yuck!
Please tell me these were the befores, not the afters.
-Wow.
Dr. J sure had some famous clients.
[squeaking]
-Is it my imagination, or does that rat sound like it's
laughing?
-I don't know, but we'd better send the gas
to Jerry for analysis.
[gasp]
-Yaa-hah!
[insane laughing]
-Something tells me you failed this part of nursing school.
[insane laughing]
-Hah!
-Great!
More toys.
-Sam?
Hey, where'd she go?
[insane laughing]
-This is exactly why I don't go to the dentist!
Even the nurses are crazy.
-That's no nurse, that's Myra Sokoloff.
After three years of trying to master the Lutz, I'd recognize
calf muscles like that anywhere.
-There's no way out!
Sam's trapped!
-Luckily I have the Hologram Projecting Mood Ring.
Hand on, Sam!
-Hah!
Now try to figure out which Sam is the real one.
-Great thinking, Alex.
[insane laughing]
-Ahhhh!
-OK.
Didn't see that one coming.
-I just hope Sam's OK.
-Just watching Myra chomp through those walls made my
tooth hurt.
-Everything makes your tooth hurt.
[beeping]
-Hello, ladies.
The lab is working on the gas analysis as we speak.
Any updates?
-Myra Sokoloff kidnapped Sam.
She must be working for
Dr. Jay -Oh, dear.
Well, let me see what else I can dig up on him while you
try to find Sam.
-We can't track Sam because she dropped her
X-Powder in the fight.
-I may be able to help there.
-$12 is my final offer.
Take it or leave it!
-Is Mandy having a yard sale?
[clover gasping]
-Not just any yard sale.
A Beverly Hills yard sale!
If that's now a sign Mandy's in financial trouble, then I
don't know what is.
-Girls?
Whoa!
-Oh!
-Humph!
-Ah!
Mandy's selling her Exclusack for $20.
Let's see how low love Miss.
Desperado will go.
Hey, Mandy.
I'll give you $0.50 for the bag.
-Puh-lease!
You know the Exclusack is worth a thousand times that!
-Are you having some kind of financial trouble?
-Don't be ridiculous.
I'm just getting rid of a few things to make room for all
the new Fall stuff I've ordered.
Do you want the bag or not?
-Mandy!!!
You're not allowed to talk to your friends!
That is what being grounded means!
CLOVER (OFFSCREEN): Grounded?
-Puh-lease.
They are so not my friends.
-No "buts," young lady.
You will get your Master Platinum back and your freedom
when those grades improve.
Now, up to your room!
-So that explains it.
Mandy's not broke.
Her credit's been cut off.
I can't believe I'm going to say this, but poor Mandy.
That's like majorly severe punishment.
-Whoa!
-Thanks for nothing, Jere.
I had my eye on a rad faux-feather boa.
I could have got it for a quarter and a pocket full of
lint.
-Hmm?
-Don't ask.
Any news on Sam?
-Just what I was trying to tell you before.
I just launched my new biorhythm satellite.
It can track Sam's unique physical signature
anywhere in the world.
It's fully compatible with your X-Powders.
-Check it out.
Sam's in Paris!
This mission just got a whole lot cooler.
Oh, except for the part where our best
friend's been abducted.
Hey, where'd Alex go?
-Just give me one second to kick this hunk of metal's butt
back to the scrap heap!
Hi ya!
[ sound of fighting]
-[chuckling]
Don't feel bad, Alex.
WOOHP made sure our training robot was virtually
undefeatable.
-Oh!
Every time I'm kidnapped, the bad guy takes me to some dank
hole in the middle of nowhere.
How come I never get Paris?
-Sam is directly below us in the penthouse suite.
We're gonna have to bungee in.
Ow!
-You know what?
If you don't go to the dentist soon, I'm going to bungee that
tooth right out of your mouth.
-All right, all right, I'll go.
-Ahhh!
-Hang in there, Clover!
-Ahhhh!
-Thanks.
Next time, let's just take the stairs.
-Stand back.
We're goin' in.
-What are we doing in the apartment of world-renowned
model Dunstin Cruise?
-OK, spill.
How do you know that?
-Oh, well, there's this completely illegal but
completely gnarly gossip zine that puts out a celebrity
apartments of the world issue every year.
You should really check it out.
[screaming offscreen]
-Ohhh!
I take it back.
You can bungee my tooth out any time.
I'm never going to the dentist again!
-Ohh!
Don't worry, beautiful Dunstin.
We'll rescue you!
-I wouldn't be so sure.
[laughing]
-Blechhh!
-Clover!
[insane laughing]
-Quick, unstick me before we become hors d'oeuvres!
-Blechh!
-Hey, aren't you Mia Hanson from that terrible romantic
comedy, "Dude, Where's My Date?"
-They can't all be box office smashes.
-Way to make the crazy lady with dentures angry, Clover!
Clover, watch out!
Sam?
-We're so glad you're OK!
[insane laughing]
-Better than OK!
I'm great!
-I can't see!
I can't see!
-I think Sam left the bleach on a little too long!
-Since when does Sam work for the bad guy?
[insane laughing]
-That's it!
The gas must be controlling their minds, turning them into
crazed dental assistants!
-And the chair must be changing them physically,
giving them strange oral powers!
Ah!
There's only one thing worse than dentists!
-Hah!
-Orthodontists!
-I guess Dunstin can say sayonara to
his modelling career.
-And we can say sayonara to our spy careers!
[laughing]
-Welcome to my lair.
-[muffled]
Your lair?
Isn't it your old office?
How lame!
-Looks like someone has a cavity.
It really must go, but it will have to wait.
I've more important things to do right now.
-Ahh!
-In my old practice, cosmetic dentist to the stars, I could
make anyone smile picture perfect.
It's all I ever wanted to do until--
-What!
Until what!
-It wasn't my fault!
The President didn't follow my instructions.
He left my patented whitening solution on too long, and it
ate through his teeth.
He had my license revoked!
[insane laughing]
-But now I'm back for revenge.
-Oh!
Always with the revenge!
-Soon everyone in the entire world will be dental freaks
under my control.
To the chopper!
[insane laughing]
-Luckily I'm here to finish what Dr. J started.
This should make you nice and sleepy.
-Oh!
I feel woozy.
If only I had the laser nail file.
I don't know what she put up my nose, but my tooth feels
way better.
-Hello!
A little help here!
I'm beginning to hate dentists as much as you.
What do we do about Sam?
-Uh--
that should hold her while we call Jerry.
-Girls, the gas analysis is complete.
It's a modified laughing gas capable of controlling minds.
-OK, as far as updates go, that one's about a week too
late, Jere.
-Is there an antidote?
-I'll send it through right away.
-Where am I?
What's going on?
And more importantly, why am I hogtied on this
nasty, dirty floor!
-We'll explain later.
Right now, we have to stop Dr. Jay
-He already has a 20 minute head start.
JERRY (OFFSCREEN): Then use this!
-Cool!
Thanks, Jere.
-Any sign of Dr. J yet?
-Not yet, but I'm betting he doesn't
exactly want to be found.
-There he is!
[screaming]
-He's 1,000 feet down, almost directly below us.
-That's some fancy flying, Sam!
-Get them!
-Looks like we got company!
-Hang on, girls!
I'm taking these dental freaks for a ride!
-Forget them, Sam!
We have to bail out now!
-Just tell me, when do I get the rest that's equal from a
nice day at the spa?
-Happy landings!
-It's OK, girls.
This one's mine!
No more machines are going to get better of Alex today!
-Yeah!
Way to show the chair who's boss, Alex!
-Alex!
What is she doing?
-That's the thing about technology.
It always comes with an off switch.
-Wait!
If he's in here, then who's flying the chopper?
-I'm gonna have to say no one!
-Clover, you man the controls!
Alex and I will take care of Dr. Jay
-I'm on it!
-Not so
fast, Dr. Jay -Uhhh!
-Impressive moves, ladies.
Looks like our new training robot paid off after all.
-And thanks for curing my toothache, Dr. Jay Whatever
was in that anesthesia really worked.
[laughter]
-I'm really glad I'm no longer blinding people with my smile,
but I wish they'd shrink back to normal
size a little quicker.
-This bag once again restores my status as the undisputed
fashionista of Beverly Hills.
Though I do feel kind of bad that it only cost me $0.50.
-You could always pay Mandy what it's worth.
-Hello!
Who said anything about feeling that bad?
-I passed my chemistry midterm!
Welcome back, Master Platinum!
Oh, and thanks for taking that tacky thing off my hands.
I just ordered Mucha's new Aristo Sack.
It should be here any minute via megahyper express mail.
Ah!
Here it is now.
[laughing]
-Ugh!
But the Aristo Sack isn't even supposed to be
out until next season!
It's just not fair!
-Look at the bright side.
You have one thing Mandy will never be able to buy.
Real friends.
-You're right.
You guys are the best.
-As a rule, teenage girls are most perplexing, but I truly
don't understand Alex at all.
I've seen her face evil head on, leap from supersonic jets,
and even step between Clover and Mandy when things get out
of control.
But the first mention of a dentist and she flees.
I reckon she's being completely irrational.
-Speaking of which, Jerry, isn't it
time for your checkup?
-Whoa!
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