05x17 - Mime World

[bunniefuu]

[phone ringing]

[theme music]

Today only,
everybody gets in free!

Welcome to the grand
opening of Mime World!

[crowd cheering]

[laughing]

Where is she?

I must have that microchip, or
all this will be meaningless!

So our sinister
mime friend's building

something called Mime World?

When I was undercover
investigating him,

Jazz Hands showed
me the schematics.

It's a new theme park
dedicated to all things mime.

He even has a mime
animal petting zoo.

Random much.

Like, what kind of person would
go to a lame place like that?

A petting zoo?

Awesome!

When does it open?

Can you get us free passes?

Please, please?

But the most
bizarre-o part is Mime

World doesn't sound very evil.

Just tres tacky, which,
unfortunately, isn't a crime.

Yet.

It's evil, all right.

I mean, what use
can a theme park

have for a high
speed cyber module

from a super secret weapons lab?

Maybe he wants to catch
people trying to cut in line?

Sam's right.
There's evil afoot.

But for now, our hands are
tied, because Jazz Hands

has done nothing ill*gal yet.

Nothing that we know of.

The only thing
we do know is it

was you working undercover
as Miss Spirit Fingers who

stole the microchip.

All we can do is keep an eye
out for suspicious behavior.

Speaking of suspicious
behavior, what's with all

the mad scientist stuff?
- I know!

You're making some
sort of awesome

new cutting-edge gadget!

Is it nanobot nose spray
to make our sense of smell

as good as canines?

Oh, I bet it's
rejuvenating moisturizer

that glows in the dark.

Wrong on all counts.

When completed, this will be
the ultimate hair growth serum.

I finally concocted the
perfect blend using nothing

but all-natural ingredients.

Wow!

The first all-natural gadget!

We can use It to grow hair to
keep warm on Arctic missions.

Jerry, what are you doing?

It's not a gadget, spies.

As a young lad, I had
quite the mop top.

I ache for a return to
those carefree days,

and this serum
will do the trick.

Behold!

Um, why are you
wearing earmuffs, Jer?

Hmm?

Oh, well.

Back to the drawing board.

But first, gadgets for
your undercover mission.

A super fab wire
firing bracelet,

diamond encrusted platinum
buzzsaw earrings--

It's such a relief to
have real gadgets again.

--and of course, your suction
low-gravity go-go boots.

[yelling]

This time, perhaps a little
less seaweed extract.

Hey, there it is.

Mime World.

There's no force field.

We'll be able to
get in, no probs.

Wow.

Looks like we're
not the only ones.

Would could Jazz Hands
be up to with, like,

a zillion people around?

That's what you
guys have to find out.

Meanwhile, I better get
the microchip to him

before he gets suspicious.

Wait a minute.

Isn't it, like, too crowded
to do any real snooping?

Not if you try to blend in.

What?

With those people?

Ugh, grody!

How are we supposed
to blend in with such

a tragically geeky crowd?

I know!

We'll go dressed as total geeks!

If I had a private
island, I'd fill it

with a bunch of tanned
hotties, not dorky tourists.

Maybe I was wrong about
Miss Spirit Fingers.

Ahem.

Waiting for this?

You've come back, my lovely.

Bearing wonderful treasure.

I wouldn't miss the grand
opening for the world.

It looks like such fun.

The real fun has yet to begin.

Once I install this
microchip, Mime World

will be all the rage!

Um, Mr. Hands, since
I've proven my loyalty

and all, maybe I can
help you install the chip

and be part of your big plan?

Ah, but I want
it to be a surprise

for you, my biggest fan.

You can help by entertaining
our many guests.

Uh!
Entertain?

Uh--

Um, how about doing the
timeless classic miming

on the moon routine?

Right.

Um, miming on the moon.

Yeah, OK.

Here it goes.

Didn't you learn that on
your first day of mime school,

as all mime students do?

Uh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

It's just I haven't
done it in years.

Kind of rusty.

Whew.

She's more than kind of rusty.

Geeky.

Geekier.

Geekiest!

[gasps]

If any cute guys
see me, tell them

I thought it was Halloween.

Hey, looky, looky!

The mime petting zoo!

Ugh.

[phone vibrating]

SAM: Clover!

Alex!

Sam!

What on earth are you
doing, some weird dance

from, like, 10 years ago?

Listen, I'm kind
of tied up right now,

but Jazz Hands is
headed your way.

I can't leave here
or he'll know.

I thought mimes
weren't supposed to talk?

Yes!

This time I know it will work.

Oh.

CROWD: Ooh.

Ah.

Ah.

We're on it.

Don't worry about
a thing, Sammy.

I'm afraid it's
too late for that.

[carnival music]

[applause]

Isn't he incredibly talented?

More like Incredibly lame.

Come on.

That freak-o came
in through here.

Huh?

Hey!

Ooh!

The mall of magnificent
mime achievements!

Clover, look!

These gloves and suspenders
were worn by the first mime

to ever get caught
inside an invisible box.

Alex, why can't you ever get
excited about normal stuff?

Oh!

Whoa, awesome.

Look at all that makeup!

I'd be set for
life if I had that.

It's the biggest tub of
mine face paint in the world.

OK, so this place
has a few pluses,

but I think right now we
should find out what Jazz Hands

is doing with that microchip.

But he could be anywhere.

Huh?

Maybe we need a spy's eye view.

Clover!

This wire firing
bracelet is super fab!

Going up.

What's that flashy thingy?

Maybe they're getting
their picture taken?

Look, there's Jazz Hands.

Judging from his
look, I don't think I'd

trust him to get my good side.

[laughing]

The microchip.

Jazz Hands is
using the microchip

to turn everybody into mimes!

And not very
nice ones, either.

Whoa.

If I were them, I'd
ask for my money back.

We've gotta stop him!

These people might
be geeky tourists,

but no one deserves
to be mime-ified.

Except maybe Mandy.

So it's us against Jazz Hands.

And an army of
militant mimes who

probably obey his every word.

Good point.

We'd better bring
Sam in on this.

Ooh.

I will not tolerate intruders!

Oh, please.

Dude, that really stunk.

This is lame.

MAN: This is ridiculous

Oh.

[phone vibrating]

Hey, guys, what's going on?

Sam!

Jazz Hands is turning everybody
into an army of mime zombies!

I knew this place was
more than just a theme park.

The question is,
what's his evil plan?

Surprised, Miss
Spirit Fingers?

When it comes to sneaking up
on someone, mimes are the best.

Ugh!

Sam!

You're the one who locked me
up in that dank WOOHP dungeon!

And if it were up to
me, you'd still be there.

I did my time.

And now it's time you did yours.

Ooh, an invisible mine box.

Looks like I'm trapped forever.

Ow!

Hey!

[gasps]

[laughing]

Never underestimate
the power of pantomime!

[laughing]

It's really weird that
Sam hung up on me like that.

[ominous music]

There's Sam!

But what's she doing?

Oh, please.

That invisible box
routine is so played.

Come on, let's go get her
focused on the mission.

Huh?

[crowd laughing]

No!

Stay back!

Sam, you're getting way
too into his mime stuff.

It's kind of creepy.

Huh?

The problem isn't getting
into it, it's getting out!

[laughing]

What's going on?

You're trapped, my
dear, in the rushing tide

of mime history.

That's one history I
don't want to be a part of.

Now, let us out!

You'll never get away with this!

Oh, I already have.

You three will have the
privilege of witnessing

me launch my vast new
army of militant mimes

to turn the world 100% mime!

[laughing]

I wish we brought
Jerry in on this.

Maybe we still can.

If I can only reach my X
powder distress button.

[beeping]

Let's just hope
he gets here fast.

With you, my throng of willing
thralls will be complete.

[laughing]

Forget it!

You'll never turn me
into one of those things!

Oh!

Back off, Jazzy!

There's no way you're
gonna zap us too!

No.

I have other plans for you.

I hope my invisible
mime rope isn't

hurting your ankles, my dears.

BOTH: Whoa!

Actually, on second thought,
just turn us into mimes

if it's all the same to you.

Getting tired
just hanging around?

Well, just so things
stay interesting while

I'm off mime-ifying the word--

Goodbye, little spies.

Enjoy your dip.

[laughing]

Only an evil mind could
turn makeup into a bad thing.

Oh!

Come one, come
all, my mime minions!

There's room for everybody!

[laughing]

There's gotta be a way
to get down from here.

There is!

All we have to do is
activate my diamond encrusted

platinum buzzsaw earrings--

and cut the invisible mime rope!

[grunting in frustration]

Uh, Alex?

I don't think that's
such a good idea.

Hey, it's not working.

What a shame.

Maybe the rope can't be
cut because it's invisible.

Hey!

Talk about a bad hair day.

Maybe a better idea would be
to pull us up, not cut us down.

Oops.

Ugh, suspenders.

They're so last century.

If we don't get free, we're
gonna be so five minutes ago!

Oh, no!

Spies, hold on!

BOTH: Jerry!

Wait, that's not Jerry. it
must be another militant mime

with a really bad beard.

It is indeed I. I
would have come sooner,

but I kept slipping and
falling on my hair--

growing on the soles of my feet.

[yelling]

Ah, you really saved us, Jer.

I mean, that makeup
wasn't even my shade.

Not to worry, ladies.

Wow.

How'd you do that?

What better way to untie
mime rope than with mime?

Uh, Jer, don't you
think it's time you

gave up that hair serum stuff?

When I'm this
close to success?

Well, I guess you're
finally getting hair in places

it's actually supposed to grow.

Exactly.

And if it grows long enough,
it'll make a dandy comb over.

Hopefully not
before we save Sam

and stop Jazz Hands' evil plan.

Ah!

MAN: Watch it!

Hey!

Ah!

[crowd gasping]

[crowd screaming]

[crowd gasping]

Mimes!

Begin your as*ault!

[laughing]

[screaming]

[laughing]

Today Beverly Hills.

Tomorrow the world!

If I could only reverse
the effects of this device.

You'd better do it
fast 'cause we've got

a meanie mime to catch.

And Sam to save too!

ALEX: Let's go!

How sad!

I never thought I'd see the
day it was too dangerous to go

shopping on Rodeo!

Here are your new cool
shade shields, spies.

They'll protect you from
involuntary mime-ification.

They're WOOHP-tastic!

Not to mention Bev
Hills super chic.

- Ooh!
- Yeah!

Whoohoo!

Yargh!

[laughing]

Soon the world will be mime!

All mime!

Pack it up, Jazz Hands.

Your silly act is over with.

You!

Your next performance is at
the WOOHP containment facility.

And it's sold out for
the next 5 to 10 years.

Less talk, more mime!

What?

Don't you know that
smoking is for chumps?

You'll never
overpower my army.

Soon the whole city will
be marching to mime!

[laughing]

Oh!

Huh?

Amazing what a little
reverse circuitry can do.

Looks like your army's
deserting you, and fast.

No!

What?

Clover?

Alex?

BOTH: Sammy!

[grumbling]

Hey!

Bring Sammy back this instant!

Talk about bipolar.

Quick, Sam.

Put these on!

- What's happening?
- What?

No!

We just saved you from a
really depressing life of mime.

Look around, Jazz Hands.

Beverly Hills will soon
be mime-free once again.

Never!

Wow.

Finally he does a cool trick.

Goodbye, mean girls!

Hey!

Today you are merely
Miss Spirit Fingers.

But tomorrow, you
will be Queen Spirit

Fingers, to rule beside me
in our new empire of mime!

[crowd screaming]

In your dreams!

You can keep your Jazz
Hands to yourself!

Time to take you down to size!

[yelling]

Ugh!

How about some cool shades
as a going away present?

Huh?

Let's see you try to mime
your way out of that box.

Ugh.

I dearly hope that somewhere
deep inside, there's

a vestige of the delightful
Miss Spirit Fingers yearning

to break free and
mime once again.

Don't worry.

There's going to be no
more miming in Beverly

Hills for a long, long time.

But what's gonna
happen to Mime World?

WOOHP will be turning it
into a super secret research

facility, with its
very own petting zoo.

Yay!

And it's all thanks
to the fine work of you

three super spies.

And from now on, it'll be
all three on every mission.

No more solo
undercover operations.

GROUP: Yay!

Good, 'cause I'd never spy
without you guys again anyway.

Uh, Jer?

Are you miming?

Well, my hair serum
unfortunately didn't work out,

so I'm settling for
the next best thing.

Mime hair.

Hmm.

[theme music]