06x24 - Solo Spies!

[bunniefuu]

[theme song]

Sam, Clover, Alex, whoo!

We arrive at the fashion world.

Yeah.

We are Totally Spies.

Genuine secret agents.

But we never give in to fear.

Sam, Clover, Alex, whoo!

We'll win everyday of the year.

S-P-I-E-S. We are Totally Spies.

[music playing]

Yes.

Another mission accomplished.

Time to head back to WOOHP.

Hey, what's happening?

[screaming]

[crashing]

[screaming]

[maniacal laughter]

Yay.

You're just what I'm lookingfor to add to my collection.

I just love working
out with my besties.

Not only are we an
amazing spy team.

But we make one totallyawesome yoga-robics team, too.

Now just relax and breath.

Hello, girls.

Jerry?

[shrieking]

[thudding]

I'm truly sorry to interruptyour morning workout.

Interrupted.
Hmm.

Hahaha.
- Ugh.

Please.

I've got great news.

We're finally
getting that trip

to Fiji we've always wanted?

From this moment on, you willno longer be working as a team.

But as solo spies.

Congratulations.

What?

You mean, you're
breaking us up?

Oh.

Why would you do that?

Cha!

Especially when we workso totally well together.

No.I think you've misunderstood.

It means you're ready
to spy on your own.

Just like all my
other agents do.

This is a huge
promotion for you.

But if we don't want
to spy on our own?

Hmm.

Oh, my.

Then I feel you're not going tolike what I have to say next.

Mm.

Mm.

You three will no
longer be living

together in the penthouse.

What?

No way!

Please, g-girls.

Let me finish.

You'll each be getting yourown rooms in West Coast Hall.

Which will not only make
you more independent,

but better spies.

Plus, you'll still be close by.

Not close enough.

I can't imagine my
life without my girls.

Oh.

I know this is a lot
to take in all at once.

But rest assured, I'll
be here to support

you every step of the way.

And trust me, you'll soon seethat it's all for the best.

Some promotion.

How could Jer do this to us?

ALL: [sigh]

Hm?

Ew, Trent.

Do you smell that?

The stench of intruders
in my new penthouse pad.

Beat it, Mandy.

We don't have time
for your games.

Oh.

This is no game.

At long last, thepenthouse is finally mine.

Show 'em, Trent.

[gasping]

[shrieking]

[thudding]

But don't worry.

I'll have Trent
deliver your stuff

to your new accommodations.

Later, losers.

[laughter]

Mandy is moving
into our penthouse?

Could this day get any worse?

Ah!

OK, Jer.

What's the big idea of givingour penthouse to Mandy?

I'm sorry, Clover.

But room quarrels
will have to wait.

Whoa!

I WOOHPed you herebecause of a dire situation

that's unfolding.

Agents the world over havebeen reported missing.

You mean, like our
fellow WOOHP agents?

One, Reynaldo is from WOOHP.

The other two are from
affiliate spy agencies.

Reynaldo?

Isn't he that new agent with thedark hair and dreamy blue eyes?

Indeed, he is.

Clover.

You'll check out a
posh flat in London

where an elite agent named Kip,from the British intelligence

service, has gone missing.

You'll need the HairclipMonster Grip to assist you.

Alex.

You'll investigate a remotewarehouse in northern Canada

where a Canadian agent
named Hillary hasn't

been heard from in weeks.

Here's the Zipline Braceletand Eyelash Curler Catapult.

Sam.

I need you to look intoReynaldo's disappearance.

His WOOHP chopper went
down in the desert

outside of Phoenix, Arizona.

Please use the Rocket FuelMules in your investigation.

Sam gets Reynaldo?

Lucky.

OK, girls.

Enough chit chat.

It's now time to
embark on your very

first mission as solo spies.

I know it stinks, guys.

But it isn't the
end of the world.

I mean, our friendship is waytoo strong to be compromised

by this, or anything.

Aw.

You're right, Sammy.

Totes.

Group hugsy.

[shrieking]

Wow.

Kip is cute with a capitalC. Don't you think we'd

make a dreamy couple, girls?

Huh?

Girls?

Aw.

Right, I'm on my own.

Well, I guess the only thingleft to do is get spyin'.

Whoa!

Hairclip Monster
Grip, don't fail me now.

Ah!

[screaming]

Ugh!

[grunting]

How are we supposed to findanything in all this snow?

I can't even find
the door, girls.

Girls?

Oh, right.

I'm a solo spy, now.

[shrieking]

Sure looks like
there was a struggle.

Question is, was it over thelast piece of dog kibble?

Aw, that explains
the dog kibble.

Are you still hungry, boy?

[growling]

[shrieking]

[dog barking]

Spying alone is way
harder than it looks.

It almost looks as if
the chopper was roped

during a rodeo or something.

Don't you think
it's weird, girls?

Girls?

Aw.

Maybe Jer can make sense of it.

[propeller's whirring]

Huh?

Whoa!

Huh?

Uh-oh.

Rocket Fuel Mules,
get me out of here.

[shrieking]

[gasping]

I sure hope Clover and Alexare doing better than I am.

Ugh.

[record scratching]

Welcome to Casa Mandy.

Where the neighbors no longercomplain about the loud music.

All right.

Because now I
don't have neighbors.

[laughter]

[applause]

Whoa.

This room's a definite


Oinky!

Oh, it's good to
see you too, boy.

So what do you think
of our new room?

[pig grunts]

You can say that again.

It's the perfect end to
a perfectly awful day.

I wonder how the
girls are doing?

I know, let's give them a call.

Hello, does everyone hate theirnew rooms as much as I do?

More.

This completely stinks.

I miss you girls so much.

How did your first
solo missions go?

All right, I guess.

But I had no one to mack onthe cute British agent with.

The only thing that showedme any love today, was

an overactive propeller blade.

We need to have a
major catch up sesh.

Just not right now, because I'vegot Advanced Textiles in 10.

And I've got a
journalism class.

How about we meet up for dinner?

Oh, I wish I could.

But I've got a Puppy


Oh.

We'll catch up soon, right?

Definitely.

I could sure use
some space, Oinky.

What do you say to a littlestudy sesh, just the two of us.

[pig snorting]

Hey.

You can't keep us in here.

We demand to be
released immediately.

Ah!

[gasping]

Not to worry, spies.

You won't be inside for long.

My new collection
is almost complete.

Huh?

[maniacal laughter]

[electronic buzzing]

Uh-oh.

Looks like it's spy time.

Ah!

[electronic buzzing]

[shrieking]

[grunting]

[shrieking]

Clover, Alex

Sammy.

Kip!

Wowza, he's even
cuter in person.

[electronic zapping]

Careful, girls.

The sides of the
boxes are electrified.

We've been in some
pretty far out places.

But we've never foundourselves inside doll boxes.

Huh?

Hey, what's going on?

Huh?

Who ever you are, you'llbe hearing from my stylist.

Yeah.

We're not some dolls
you can just play with.

Now see, that's
where you're wrong.

Besides, Voltaira thinksyou all look really pretty.

Right, Voltaira

Wait.

You're our super villain?

Hardly.

The name's FanGirl.

And I'm the ultimate
fan and collector

of everything spy-themed.

[maniacal laughter]

Film, television, comic books,video games, action figures.

You name it.

Whoa.

That's quite the collection.

Thanks.

And now that you're here,it's totally complete.

Yay!

So, what?

Now you've decided
to collect us?

Yup.

I've traveled the world.

And there's literally nothingleft for me to collect,

except living, breathing spies.

[maniacal laughter]

Don't worry.

I'll take extra
good care of you.

Yeah.
No thanks.

And besides, how did
you even hear about us?

On a totally
underground fan website.

And FYI, you three have
a humongo following.

Really?

How humongo?

Clover!

Oh, right.

Never mind.

I think it's time you
let us out of here.

I really wish I could.

But Voltaira and I have talked,and we have other plans.

[maniacal laughter]

[electronic buzzing]

Uh, what's that for?

All collectors have
one thing in common.

We love to play with our toys.

All of you will compete
against each other

to see which spy is the best.

Starting with you three.

Winner gets their
own gold plated box

at a special place of honoron my collection shelf.

You can't be serious.

We're people, not toys.

Duh.

Don't you think I know that?

Don't worry.

The box has plenty of air-holes.

Let the games begin.

[shrieking]

On the bright
side, at least we get

to spend some time together.

Yeah.

Only, this is so
not how I imagined

our big reunion moment.

[squealing]

Aw.

Even Oinky wants a hug.

All right.

All right.

Enough hugging, more fighting.

Please.

Like we'd ever fight each other.

Yeah.

We're besties.

You'd have to
literally force us.

Luckily that can be arranged.

Me and my big mouth.

Look out.

Thanks for the heads up, Alex.

[shrieking]

Sammy!

Argh!

Stop doing that.

Good luck stopping this one.

Huh?

Whoa!

[shrieking]

More!

More!

More!

[shrieking]

Hey, FanGirl.

This all you got?

You kidding?

That's just the
beginning of my tricks.

Oh, no.

Whatever we do,
we better do it now.

Girls, hurry.

The Hairclip Monster Gripisn't as grippy as I thought.

It won't hold for long.

[pig grunting]

Huh?

[pig grunting]

Great thinking, Oinky.

We can use the EyelashCurler Catapult to escape.

Everyone, hang on.

[thudding]
- Oopsy.

Sorry about that, Clover.

No probs.

I'm just glad you guys
made it out in time.

You two distract FanGirl,while I take the power

out of her power trip.

OK?

You've got it, Sammy.

[gasping]

Hey, where'd the other one go?

[machine powering down]

Huh?

No!

This is so unfair.

You didn't even go one round.

I'm so sorry, Voltaira.

Look, all better now.

Don't you get it?

Voltaira is just a
silly plastic doll.

And you're just an
over eager collector.

You can't hurt us.

[crashing]

[machine powering up]

Oopsy.

I managed to get my handson the original Voltaira Spy

Robot.

As used in my fave
TV show growing up.

What's she going to do?

Whack us with her
magnifying glass?

Luckily I've made some
slight modifications.

[lasers beaming]

[shrieking]

[lasers sh**ting]

Way to go, Voltaira.

[whistling]

Yo, tin can.
You want a fight?

Well guess what.

You just got one,
courtesy of us.

Aah!

[lasers sh**ting]

[thudding]

Aw, that is so romantic.

Kip totally came to my aid.

He seems like a great guy.

Let's just hope one of
them has better luck.

[gasping]

Ah!

[thudding]

[maniacal laughter]

[wailing]

[thudding]

Guess it's up to us.

Come on, girls.

Over here.

As if some stupid cablecan stop the mighty Voltaira.

The most indestructible
spy-bot from a TV

show that ever fought crime.

Luckily this isn't
an ordinary cable.

Hit it, girls.

[electronic zapping]

[crashing]

My prized collection.

[thudding]

Yeah.

[pig squealing]

Get this filthy creature--

[grunting]

--off of me.

Yeah.

Hey, he's not filthy.

I gave Oinky a bath
just last week.

Uh.

Know you didn't.

It was three weeks
ago, at least.

Make that four.

I know, because that
was the same day

I was on bathroom duty.

It took me three hours ofscrubbing to get the Oinky

ring out of the bath tub.

See?

What would I do
without my roomies?

If only Jer could seehow well we work together.

Yeah.

Then he'd totally
realize that we

aren't meant to be solo spies.

We're meant to be ateam, forever and always.

Aw.
Group hugsy.

Ha-ha.

Another job well done, girls.

What's going to
happen to FanGirl now?

FanGirl's extensive collectionwill be sold off for charity.

And we're closing this
underground website.

Suffice it to say, she won't beneeding them where she's going.

Well, then I guess
this is good night.

Yeah.

I should really get
back to studying.

And I should try to nabKip's digits before he splits.

But let's try to gettogether for lunch tomorrow.

I could really use
some quality girl time.

[throat clearing] Ahem.

Not so fast, girls.

I've got great news.

Sorry, Jer.

We've had all the
great news we can

handle from you for one day.- No.

I think you've misunderstood.

In light of how
adeptly you worked

together to take down FanGirl,I've reconsidered my position.

You three will no longer
be acting as solo spies.

But as the fantastic teamyou were always meant to be.

Congratulations.

[noisemaker blaring]

What?

No way.

For reals?

I do apologize, girls.

I was merely following
WOOHP policy.

But even WOOHP policy
isn't foolproof.

Now, group hugsy?

[laughter]

Wait.

Where are we going to live?

On account of Mandy
totally copped our digs.

Never fear.

You girls will be
back in the penthouse

just as soon as WOOHP
has finished renovating.

[propeller's whirring]

[screaming]

Trent, help me!

Promise we'll
always stay together?

You can count on it.

Forever and always.

That's right, girls.

BFF's to the end.

Totally!

Yeah!

[outro music playing]