07x21 - Mandy's Mind-Blowing Mainframe

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♪ Their mission, save the world

♪ Fighting crime and evil ambition

♪ BFFs in action

♪ Fun agents
With gadgets and passion

♪ One, two, three, girls

♪ Hurry up, you're gonna win

♪ Totally Spies. ♪

WOMAN GRUNTS

DOGS GROWL

Ha-ha-ha-ha!
BARKS

Mine! Playtime's over.
I won. Bootles!

ROBOT WHIRS

Get these pups fed and to bed.

Ha! I need to keep practising.

Ah-yah!

What in all the royal queendoms
is that?!

DOG BARKS

Whoa! Help!
CLOVER PANTS

Er! Gotcha!

Whoa!
Whoa, whoa!

Ah, oh. Ooh!

Oh, no, no, no!

Get off! Get off!

Argh!
Oh.

Sammy, dog-sitting
Jerry's new puppy needs all of us.

Eeeh! Kian just said we can showcase
our invention at Tech-E-Tex!

Ooh, sounds like someone's
more excited

about spending time with Kian
than the tech show.

Hey, so not true.

THEY SCREAM
Sammy!

Sorry!

GIRLS: Whoa!

Oof!
Ooh!

So glad you're bonding
with Poochie-Poo!

Isn't he just the sweetest dog
in the whole of WOOHP world?

Er, well,
he definitely has lots of potential.

Ooh!
Ahem, moving on.

A strange wave of thefts

has swept through
one of Europe's royal families.

Priceless items
are somehow being swapped with...

less priceless items.

Super weird. Who's the main suspect?
The scarecrow? Eurgh.

No, Sam. It's a complete mystery.

But we suspect that the villain
is getting ready

for the ultimate target -
a croquet mallet,

worth more than all the crown jewels
put together.

It's the coveted prize for
the prestigious croquet tournament

held at the Hoity Toity Palace.

It goes on display tonight.

And our mission is to find the thief
and protect the mallet?

You got it, Sam.

You'll be going undercover as royal.

Sam, you'll be the princess,
Alex, your bodyguard

and, Clover, your royal stylist.

THEY CHUCKLE

Let's gadget up.
Huh?

Isn't he just a gem [?]
Fetch!

Whoa!
Poochie!

Ugh, yeah, like a rough diamond.

THEY GASP

Nice arm, Tobes!
Thanks, Alex!

POOCHIE-POO BARKS
Oof!

So, for this posh mission,

we've got the ultimate posh person's
mwah-mwah monocle 3,000,

with x-ray and night vision.

And how about
some spinning epaulettes?

Catch!
Whoa!

Now, Clover, every royal valet

must have the ultra-reflecto
travel mirror 3,000

in order to shine.

Whoa!
And finally, your royal highness.

Presenting Princess Sam with
her regal signet ring for tracking.

Hm.
What's up?

I've been invited to Tech-E-Tex.
Wow, that's amazing!

I check it out every year!
So, what's the problem?

What if I'm still stuck
on the mission?

POOCHIE-POO BARKS
Oh!

It's not WOOHP protocol,
but I can pre-programme the WOOHP-r.

Least exciting news ever, Tobes.

It means I can get Sam back in time
for her presentation

and then back to the palace
without anyone knowing.

That would be totally awesome!

You'll only have one hour,
and Zerlina can't find out.

She'd never approve.
THUNDER RUMBLES

Aren't you forgetting something?
THEY WHIMPER

Poochie-Poo, of course!
All royals have a dog.

He's such a good boy.
It'll be a breeze.

Er...

You'll need this,
the squeaky-squeak 2,000 -

the ultimate annoying squeaky,
chewy dog toy.

Good luck!

Hello. My name is Sam. Welcome.

Eurgh, snooze-ville, Sammy.
Give it some va-va-voom!

Poochie-Poo! Argh!

Not that kind of va-voom!

WHISTLES

TOY JINGLES

GLASS SMASHES

Sammy!

SING-SONG: Hello?

Anyone home?

Creepy much.

POOCHIE-POO BARKS
GIRLS: Whoa!

It works! Ha-ha-ha! Whah-ha-ha-ha!

Whoa!

No, Poochie-Poo, not now.

Sorry for the rude welcome,

but we've made the palace
thief-proof, haven't we, Pickles?

Yes, I've created a series of traps,
Your Majesty.

GIRLS: Huh?

Hey, how come she's the queen
and gets to dress like that?

PICKLES GASPS
Fabulous outfit.

You're welcome!

Remind me which royal family
you're from.

Er...
Woohplandia!

Ah-ha! Well, you won't beat me.
This year, that mallet is mine!

Hoorah!

Mm. Cheer up, Pickles.
It's just pottery.

POOCHIE-POO BARKS
Naughty dog!

Drop!

I have an invention
for most things troublesome.

Time for walkies.

Wow. Can I get one of those?
CLOVER GASPS

Aw!

Ah!
Ooh!

Grr, how many times?

Pickles,
show them to their quarters.

I've got to practice. Laters.

This is where Princess Samantha
will be sleeping.

Whoa.

GIGGLES

The staff bedrooms
are down the hall.

Thank you, Pickles,
but a bodyguard never sleeps!

Yes. Well, remember,
we've set booby traps everywhere,

so watch out if you go
to the bathroom in the night.

I can't believe
you get to enjoy the luxury

of a four-poster royal bedroom!

Ah.
Not for long.

We've gotta stake out
the grand hall tonight.

The jewelled mallet's
going on display.

Let's just enjoy the peace and quiet
without Poochie-Poo.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

BARKS

Eeh!

BOTH: Bye!
Hm.

So, today... No. No!

Welcome, one and all. Ew, no.

Ugh, I know, it's bad.

POOCHIE-POO WHINES
Can't you wait until morning?

Ugh!

SCREAMS: Poochie!

SHE PANTS
Ah! Ugh!

Poochie, you come back here!

Ugh, I knew you just wanted to play!

Ugh!

Sorry, Clover,
but this royal wrap has got to go.

Ooh, sure is pretty.
Shh!

Armour doesn't talk.
Where's Sammy?

It's her turn to be
in this metal fashion disaster.

Ah!

BOTH: Ugh.

Sheesh. How did anyone work out
in the old days?

Oh, no. Alex, look!

Let's get out of here before
we become suspects number one.

Poochie, where are you?

Yeesh. Please, don't be in here.

Of course you are.

Poochie-Poo.

POOCHIE-POO WHINES

Poochie-Poo, please come out
of this creepy shack.

Huh? Whoa.

Is that the stolen crown
and the missing throne?

What is this place?

Uh-oh.

SHE GASPS

SHE BARKS

SAM'S VOICE: Please, be a dream.
Please, be a dream...

Argh!

THEY SCREAM

SHE PANTS
Erm, OK, weird.

Look, there's Kian.

Remember, you've only got one hour
before you'll be WOOHPed back.

SHE BARKS
Oh, no, the spy suit!

Hi, Sam.

Er, interesting outfit.

Woof-woof!
Er...

What was that?

Furry furballs, Sam's a dog!

How did this happen?

I don't know.
It's like a bad dream.

Oh, wait. I can't go with Kian
to Tech-E-Tex looking like this!

We knew it! You do like Kian.

OMG, you totally need
your body back, like, now.

Wait. If I'm Poochie-Poo,
then where has my body gone?

BARKING

Something is so wrong with Sam.
You'll never believe it!

PANTING

Er, yeah, actually, we would.
Hi, Toby.

Sam?! You're... You're a dog?

OMG, they've swapped bodies.

Poochie-Poo's in my body?!

The presentation's gonna be
a disaster!

You've gotta get me there now.

Alex, come as Sam's puppy owner.

I'll go help Clover

and see if I can figure out
what caused this biometric fusion.

CROWD GASPS,
APPLAUSE

Thank you. Thank you.

I'm so glad you're here.
What's going on with Sam?

SAM BARKS
Sam's not well.

Super-bad sore throat
and a barking cough.

And, er... she's teething!
Huh?

OK, Clover. No distractions
for the next 30 mins.

PHONE RINGS

Where are you, Toby?

'I thought we were meeting
in the WOOHP canteen?'

HE GASPS
Whoa!

Clover, don't move.

PICKLES GASPS
We've caught the thief at last!

Your majesty, the tournament
can go ahead without any worries.

Huh! About time, Pickles.
Take him away.

We'll deal with him later.

And now my colleague Sam
will demonstrate...

SHE GROWLS,
BARKS

Do something, Alex!

Erm, hold on, folks.

I know what to do.
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo.

CROWD EXCLAIMS

CHEERING
Er...

Thank you, thank you!

Sammy, the hour is up.

We've gotta get off stage
before we're WOOHPed.

Er...

HUMAN SAM PANTS

What is the prized mallet doing out
on show?

Where's the security?
Ha-ha-ha-ha!

The thief's been caught.
Wow, nice job, Clover and Toby.

SAM BARKS

Hiding in the bird bath, eh?
Worried about defeat?

SAM BARKS
Huh?

Oh, like that, is it?
Well, "woof" to you, too!

Time to show everyone
who's queen of the croquet pitch!

WHINES

WHINES,
BARKS

THE QUEEN GROANS

Fetch!

SAM BARKS

BALL SQUEAKS,
SAM BARKS

Sam!

Ah-ha-ha-ha! Ah.
OMG!

Guys, I fell through that trap...

Whoa!

Huh?
Ah!

...and I rescued Withers.

CLOVER GIGGLES

Anyhoo, Toby's been captured.
We've gotta find him!

What?! That should come before
the cute servant story!

MAN, OVER SPEAKER: Welcome to
the annual Royal Croquet Tournament!

Hey! Watch out!
SAM BARKS

Oh, my!
Dude!

Wow, look at that!
Wow! Ooh!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Where did they take him?
Ugh, I don't know!

All I've got is this.

SNIFFS

Whoa, my nose is a super power.

Watch princess dog.
I'll sniff out Tobes.

You!
Who else?

How do you like my new throne?
I've sat on comfier.

Ha! You humour me.

So, what's your plan,
become queen of the shed?

Ha-ha-ha, no.

I am doing a service to my nation,
saving these treasures.

The queen doesn't appreciate
the finer things in life.

Not like you do. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

She's such a spoiled,
ungrateful brat!

But I must dash.
I have a mallet to swap.

Luckily, I can pin the blame on you.
Ha-ha-ha!

CROWD CHEERING

SAM BARKS

Wow, she won.
Huh, did not expect that.

Rah! Rargh! Blargh!

Or that. Hm. Where's Sammy?

She should be back with Toby by now.

SNIFFS

GASPS

Toby!
Sam!

CROWD GROANS

Uh-oh, what's happening?

That's mine! I deserved to win!

Grr!

Yowza! Maybe the queen
is the thief after all.

HUMAN SAM GROWLS

CROWD GASPS

Whoa! Go, Sammy!

For a new dog,
she's really got some moves.

SAM BARKS
Hey!

TOBY PANTS

Yay! Toby's back, and, whoa,
he's got some moves, too!

HUMAN SAM GROWLS
Drop!

HUMAN SAM GROWLS
I said drop!

Whoa!

Fetch, Poochie-Poo!
Fetch the mallet!

HUMAN SAM WHINES

The dog is... talking!
I can't believe it.

My bot can swap humans,
not just objects!

This changes everything!

What are you blathering on about,
Pickles?!

Get that golden mallet,
that's an order!

No more orders!

Time for a queen with real style
and panache.

Ah!
Ha-ha-ha!

It's molecular beam transference!

Pickles is using Bootles
to body-swap with the queen! Oh!

BOTH: Huh?

Oof!

You don't deserve to be queen! I do!

You know what?
You give fashionistas a bad name.

Huh? Argh!

ARMOUR SQUEAKS

I don't think Pickles
appreciates the medieval look.

Awesome job, Clover!
Just reflecting the love, guys.

Great job, everyone,

but can I please
get my body back now?

HUMAN SAM BARKS

So, you're all disqualified,
and I...

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

...am the winner
of the prized mallet, yes?!

SPIES: Ugh.

Job well done, spies.

I knew you'd win the day,
Poochie-Poo!

Yeah, and just in time
for Jerry's return tonight.

Ah, no, he's back tomorrow.

Perfect! You get this one night
with him, Zer.

How exciting for you!

Seems like someone doesn't wanna
look after Poochie-Poo either.

Guys, my chance to make
an impression at Tech-E-Tex

and with Kian is totally gone
to the dogs.

POOCHIE-POO WHINES

We're sorry. We tried our best.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Kian's here with your shoe.

OMG, it's totally like Cinderella!
He's going to ask you out.

I'd love to!

Er, I just came over
to give you back your shoe

and see if I can take Poochie-Poo
for a walk?

We had such a cool bond at the show.

Ugh! Poochie-Poo!

Ooh-whoo!

Have fun!

THEY LAUGH