Carmen Sandiego (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - The Chasing Paper Caper - full transcript
The Chasing Paper Caper.
♪ Where in the world
Is Carmen Sandiego? ♪
♪ Sandiego ♪
♪ Where in the world
Is Carmen Sandiego? ♪
Esteemed fellow VILE Faculty,
as you know, I, Gunnar Maelstrom,
have been called demented,
deranged, psychotic, even.
Justifiably? Perhaps.
But I feel these are merely labels,
safe ways to categorize
my unique intellect,
which enables me to see opportunity
where others do not.
So allow me
to draw your attention to this,
the very foundation of law and order
in the Western world.
Looks more like a lion cub
sniffing its own tail if you ask me.
Wrong slide. This.
The Magna Carta!
- You're saying words I don't understand.
- Ugh!
Coach Brunt, I suspect you are familiar
with the US Constitution?
Darn right. I'm Texas proud.
Think of the Magna Carta
as the British version of it,
written more than 500 years earlier.
And for the first time in history,
every known original copy
of this historic document,
all 17 of them,
will be on display under one roof.
Here, at this renowned museum
in Mumbai, India.
Which means we have
an opportunity to steal it
in the name of law and disorder.
Would I be correct in assuming
that you have a particular operative
in mind for this misdeed, Professor?
The crime involves stealing paper,
does it not?
She is far from ready.
Questioning my sanity
after my compelling intro,
dear Shadowsan?
Carmen Sandiego
was unruly and undisciplined
when she was a student here,
and your newest star pupil
is cut from the same cloth.
Shall we vote? All in favor.
You sure about this, Red?
I'm not picking up chatter
about VILE operatives in India
from any of our usual sources.
They'll be here.
I know how Professor Maelstrom's
twisted mind works,
and he'd never pass up
an opportunity like this.
Stealing the Magna Carta
would be VILE's way of symbolizing
that evil can triumph over law and order.
At least,
that's what they'd tell themselves.
I think I see what you mean.
In the year 1215, England was ruled
by some guy named John.
And if he were alive today,
he'd probably feel right at home
on VILE Island
with your former teachers.
King John figured he could take
anything he wanted
just because he was in charge,
and he abused that power constantly.
The Archbishop of Canterbury stepped in
and helped shape a set of laws
that gave citizens rights.
Basic stuff like you can't be arrested
for no reason
or have your horse taken away from you
just because the king wants it.
These combined laws
were named the Magna Carta,
Latin for "the Great Charter
of the Liberties."
It was the chief cause
of democracy in England
and a huge influence
on the American Constitution.
Speaking of democracy,
India has more people
than any other democracy in the world,
which is where you happen
to be sitting right now.
And I since I favor democracy
over tyranny,
VILE won't be sinking
their mangy claws
into any historic documents on my watch.
I'll do one last perimeter check tonight,
see if I can find any weak links
VILE might exploit.
Ready to shut down
the security cams, Red?
Someone already did.
She's here.
She was at VILE Academy
during my holdover year.
And had a reputation for putting her
own spin on Shadowsan's origami lessons.
Which didn't exactly
make her teacher's pet.
Museum's closed.
I'm here to give you your walking papers.
Mm. Papers.
Paper Star,
I see you haven't lost your touch.
Red is a smart color for you.
It will hide the stains.
Out of ammo? That'll teach you to litter.
I really should reuse, reduce and recycle.
These brochures are chock-full of...
cutting-edge information.
Oh, come on!
All this talk
about the great Carmen Sandiego,
but in the flesh,
you're just a paper tiger.
Such a pretty package.
Hmm, think I'll keep you under wraps.
Mm, mm, mm.
The more you struggle,
the tighter it gets.
Bye-bye, little Black Sheep.
It seems Carmen Sandiego
has found some new hobbies:
arts and crafts
and stealing historic documents!
It is origami,
the Japanese art of paper folding.
Right. Dull facts, boring things.
But Carmen Sandiego's recent MO
seems to be returning valuables
to museums, not stealing them.
Again with the Vermeer paintings,
Agent Argent?
That has not been proven, so, please,
do not romanticize the scoundrel.
The crime scene is also sloppier
than Ms. Sandiego normally leaves it.
Wouldn't you agree, Agent Devineaux?
Well...
it does look like a monsoon hit in here.
- She must have been in a hurry.
- Or a struggle.
Greetings from Mumbai.
Agents, I trust you were able to gain
entry to the crime scene without incident.
This toy is incredible.
We were able to clear
all local authorities away with one flash.
Your ACME keycard will provide you
with Level One clearance
anywhere in the world
and gets you ten percent off your purchase
at any company store.
Where can I find these stores?
And do they carry bulk quantities
of razor blades,
cheese, or breath freshener?
Uh...
Yes, the case.
ACME has just obtained
this surveillance footage.
It's taken from the cafe
across the street.
Unlike the museum,
their security cameras weren't disabled.
Aha! Carmen Sandiego!
I need you to be certain
she isn't another copycat,
like your snowmobile incident?
You are the only ACME agent
who has been face-to-face with her,
Monsieur Devineaux.
That is her. I am certain of it.
Can we roll it back 30 frames, please?
Do you see that blur of color?
- A second figure?
- An accomplice!
I was going to suggest a rival,
which might explain the debris.
Whoa.
Who TP'd the place?
That multicolored freak show
owes me a new hat.
- Make her take you shopping.
- I would if she left a paper trail.
Ha! If only.
We need to find Paper Star
before she hands off the Magna Cartas
to the next operative.
Why not just take them
back to VILE herself?
Standard procedure
on all VILE operations.
This way, no one operative
knows too much about any given job.
If they get nabbed,
they can only divulge so much information.
Well, don't sweat yet, Red.
I'm scanning all local surveillance
and pushing my new
facial recognition software to the max.
If she's still in India,
I'll pin her down.
I see I am not the only one who admires
Mumbai's historic Elephanta Caves.
The fish swims at midnight.
- I repeat, the fish swims at midnight.
- No need to speak in code.
Tell me where to escort this.
A designated safe house
outside this country's borders, I assume?
What? That is not how this works.
Protocol dictates that you give me
the package to deliver!
Protocol exists to protect VILE
should an operative get caught.
You look like an operative
who would get caught.
I have completed
more successful missions than you,
Pippi Punkstockings!
Now, give me the package.
Ouch!
Perhaps the fish does swim at midnight.
You gave me a paper cut!
Puffer fish. Very lethal.
It will give you a thousand paper cuts
unless you tell me the next drop location.
Ouch!
No, not my hands.
Not my hands!
Where is she now?
On her way to Agra City.
And how did she learn of Agra?
I had no choice!
She is psychotic!
Merely a label, you know.
This was taken
less than an hour ago,
on a ferry coming into Mumbai Harbor.
Looks like our litterbug
is still packing the Magna Cartas.
Can you access the passenger list?
Coming your way.
Tammy Origami.
She's going by an alias.
That's not too obvious.
It's Paper Star's way of saying,
"Come and get me if you dare."
Which suits me just fine.
Player, I need you
to cross-check that name
against any mode of transportation
you can think of.
Plane tickets,
train tickets, car rentals.
Found her.
Tammy bought a one-way ticket to Agra City
on the 9:30 a.m. express train.
Guess she wants to see the Taj Mahal.
Let's chase that paper.
- Target spotted.
- You gonna make a move?
In close quarters like this
with a wild card like her?
Someone could get hurt.
I'll strike the moment
she steps off the train.
Until then,
I just need to stay out of her sight
while keeping her in mine.
Ms. Sandiego, I presume.
Ugh.
I almost did not recognize you
without your evening wear.
Aren't you a bit out of your jurisdiction,
Inspector Devineaux?
I recently acquired greater authority.
That's awfully vague, Inspector.
Is it even "Inspector" anymore?
Enough chitchat!
Where are you hiding the Magna Cartas?
Me? Nowhere.
But they are closer than you think.
You will take me to them.
Or what? You'll cuff me?
Why, yes.
I lost you on a train once before.
Never again.
What?
No. No, no, no!
ACME, huh?
This seat taken?
Actually, yes.
But feel free to use it
until my partner returns.
Partner?
Travel partner.
- I see. And you are?
- Julia.
So, Jules...
off to see the Taj Mahal?
Oh, I wish.
The architecture, the history.
Sadly, I'm traveling on business.
Don't like your job, huh?
No, no. I love my job.
I just love history even more, I suppose.
Then you must really be upset
about the Magna Carta.
What?
The theft, it's in all the news.
Wonderful chatting with you, Jules!
But I never did get your name.
Come on, come on.
Agent Devineaux, I found Carmen San...
You've reached
Inspector Chase Devineaux.
Please leave a message.
Oh, dear.
Hey!
Stinks running out of paper.
Now, can we try chatting
without killing any trees?
You should run.
Care to run now?
Nowhere to hide. Not very smart.
Oh, really?
Wind beats paper.
Rah!
Whoa!
Here goes nothing.
Agent Devineaux? How did you...?
Never mind that!
The keys are in my briefcase!
- So, you have the docs?
- They're in good hands.
Though it seems
our friend Inspector Chase Devineaux
may be running with a slicker outfit
these days.
Picked his pocket.
Think you can hack a keycard?
Worth a try. Send it over.
Did you not assure us
that Paper Star was ready?
I never instructed her to break protocol.
Faculty only, sassy-pants.
But my ears were burning.
You failed to complete your mission.
Guilty as charged.
But I never come to a party empty-handed.
Is Carmen Sandiego? ♪
♪ Sandiego ♪
♪ Where in the world
Is Carmen Sandiego? ♪
Esteemed fellow VILE Faculty,
as you know, I, Gunnar Maelstrom,
have been called demented,
deranged, psychotic, even.
Justifiably? Perhaps.
But I feel these are merely labels,
safe ways to categorize
my unique intellect,
which enables me to see opportunity
where others do not.
So allow me
to draw your attention to this,
the very foundation of law and order
in the Western world.
Looks more like a lion cub
sniffing its own tail if you ask me.
Wrong slide. This.
The Magna Carta!
- You're saying words I don't understand.
- Ugh!
Coach Brunt, I suspect you are familiar
with the US Constitution?
Darn right. I'm Texas proud.
Think of the Magna Carta
as the British version of it,
written more than 500 years earlier.
And for the first time in history,
every known original copy
of this historic document,
all 17 of them,
will be on display under one roof.
Here, at this renowned museum
in Mumbai, India.
Which means we have
an opportunity to steal it
in the name of law and disorder.
Would I be correct in assuming
that you have a particular operative
in mind for this misdeed, Professor?
The crime involves stealing paper,
does it not?
She is far from ready.
Questioning my sanity
after my compelling intro,
dear Shadowsan?
Carmen Sandiego
was unruly and undisciplined
when she was a student here,
and your newest star pupil
is cut from the same cloth.
Shall we vote? All in favor.
You sure about this, Red?
I'm not picking up chatter
about VILE operatives in India
from any of our usual sources.
They'll be here.
I know how Professor Maelstrom's
twisted mind works,
and he'd never pass up
an opportunity like this.
Stealing the Magna Carta
would be VILE's way of symbolizing
that evil can triumph over law and order.
At least,
that's what they'd tell themselves.
I think I see what you mean.
In the year 1215, England was ruled
by some guy named John.
And if he were alive today,
he'd probably feel right at home
on VILE Island
with your former teachers.
King John figured he could take
anything he wanted
just because he was in charge,
and he abused that power constantly.
The Archbishop of Canterbury stepped in
and helped shape a set of laws
that gave citizens rights.
Basic stuff like you can't be arrested
for no reason
or have your horse taken away from you
just because the king wants it.
These combined laws
were named the Magna Carta,
Latin for "the Great Charter
of the Liberties."
It was the chief cause
of democracy in England
and a huge influence
on the American Constitution.
Speaking of democracy,
India has more people
than any other democracy in the world,
which is where you happen
to be sitting right now.
And I since I favor democracy
over tyranny,
VILE won't be sinking
their mangy claws
into any historic documents on my watch.
I'll do one last perimeter check tonight,
see if I can find any weak links
VILE might exploit.
Ready to shut down
the security cams, Red?
Someone already did.
She's here.
She was at VILE Academy
during my holdover year.
And had a reputation for putting her
own spin on Shadowsan's origami lessons.
Which didn't exactly
make her teacher's pet.
Museum's closed.
I'm here to give you your walking papers.
Mm. Papers.
Paper Star,
I see you haven't lost your touch.
Red is a smart color for you.
It will hide the stains.
Out of ammo? That'll teach you to litter.
I really should reuse, reduce and recycle.
These brochures are chock-full of...
cutting-edge information.
Oh, come on!
All this talk
about the great Carmen Sandiego,
but in the flesh,
you're just a paper tiger.
Such a pretty package.
Hmm, think I'll keep you under wraps.
Mm, mm, mm.
The more you struggle,
the tighter it gets.
Bye-bye, little Black Sheep.
It seems Carmen Sandiego
has found some new hobbies:
arts and crafts
and stealing historic documents!
It is origami,
the Japanese art of paper folding.
Right. Dull facts, boring things.
But Carmen Sandiego's recent MO
seems to be returning valuables
to museums, not stealing them.
Again with the Vermeer paintings,
Agent Argent?
That has not been proven, so, please,
do not romanticize the scoundrel.
The crime scene is also sloppier
than Ms. Sandiego normally leaves it.
Wouldn't you agree, Agent Devineaux?
Well...
it does look like a monsoon hit in here.
- She must have been in a hurry.
- Or a struggle.
Greetings from Mumbai.
Agents, I trust you were able to gain
entry to the crime scene without incident.
This toy is incredible.
We were able to clear
all local authorities away with one flash.
Your ACME keycard will provide you
with Level One clearance
anywhere in the world
and gets you ten percent off your purchase
at any company store.
Where can I find these stores?
And do they carry bulk quantities
of razor blades,
cheese, or breath freshener?
Uh...
Yes, the case.
ACME has just obtained
this surveillance footage.
It's taken from the cafe
across the street.
Unlike the museum,
their security cameras weren't disabled.
Aha! Carmen Sandiego!
I need you to be certain
she isn't another copycat,
like your snowmobile incident?
You are the only ACME agent
who has been face-to-face with her,
Monsieur Devineaux.
That is her. I am certain of it.
Can we roll it back 30 frames, please?
Do you see that blur of color?
- A second figure?
- An accomplice!
I was going to suggest a rival,
which might explain the debris.
Whoa.
Who TP'd the place?
That multicolored freak show
owes me a new hat.
- Make her take you shopping.
- I would if she left a paper trail.
Ha! If only.
We need to find Paper Star
before she hands off the Magna Cartas
to the next operative.
Why not just take them
back to VILE herself?
Standard procedure
on all VILE operations.
This way, no one operative
knows too much about any given job.
If they get nabbed,
they can only divulge so much information.
Well, don't sweat yet, Red.
I'm scanning all local surveillance
and pushing my new
facial recognition software to the max.
If she's still in India,
I'll pin her down.
I see I am not the only one who admires
Mumbai's historic Elephanta Caves.
The fish swims at midnight.
- I repeat, the fish swims at midnight.
- No need to speak in code.
Tell me where to escort this.
A designated safe house
outside this country's borders, I assume?
What? That is not how this works.
Protocol dictates that you give me
the package to deliver!
Protocol exists to protect VILE
should an operative get caught.
You look like an operative
who would get caught.
I have completed
more successful missions than you,
Pippi Punkstockings!
Now, give me the package.
Ouch!
Perhaps the fish does swim at midnight.
You gave me a paper cut!
Puffer fish. Very lethal.
It will give you a thousand paper cuts
unless you tell me the next drop location.
Ouch!
No, not my hands.
Not my hands!
Where is she now?
On her way to Agra City.
And how did she learn of Agra?
I had no choice!
She is psychotic!
Merely a label, you know.
This was taken
less than an hour ago,
on a ferry coming into Mumbai Harbor.
Looks like our litterbug
is still packing the Magna Cartas.
Can you access the passenger list?
Coming your way.
Tammy Origami.
She's going by an alias.
That's not too obvious.
It's Paper Star's way of saying,
"Come and get me if you dare."
Which suits me just fine.
Player, I need you
to cross-check that name
against any mode of transportation
you can think of.
Plane tickets,
train tickets, car rentals.
Found her.
Tammy bought a one-way ticket to Agra City
on the 9:30 a.m. express train.
Guess she wants to see the Taj Mahal.
Let's chase that paper.
- Target spotted.
- You gonna make a move?
In close quarters like this
with a wild card like her?
Someone could get hurt.
I'll strike the moment
she steps off the train.
Until then,
I just need to stay out of her sight
while keeping her in mine.
Ms. Sandiego, I presume.
Ugh.
I almost did not recognize you
without your evening wear.
Aren't you a bit out of your jurisdiction,
Inspector Devineaux?
I recently acquired greater authority.
That's awfully vague, Inspector.
Is it even "Inspector" anymore?
Enough chitchat!
Where are you hiding the Magna Cartas?
Me? Nowhere.
But they are closer than you think.
You will take me to them.
Or what? You'll cuff me?
Why, yes.
I lost you on a train once before.
Never again.
What?
No. No, no, no!
ACME, huh?
This seat taken?
Actually, yes.
But feel free to use it
until my partner returns.
Partner?
Travel partner.
- I see. And you are?
- Julia.
So, Jules...
off to see the Taj Mahal?
Oh, I wish.
The architecture, the history.
Sadly, I'm traveling on business.
Don't like your job, huh?
No, no. I love my job.
I just love history even more, I suppose.
Then you must really be upset
about the Magna Carta.
What?
The theft, it's in all the news.
Wonderful chatting with you, Jules!
But I never did get your name.
Come on, come on.
Agent Devineaux, I found Carmen San...
You've reached
Inspector Chase Devineaux.
Please leave a message.
Oh, dear.
Hey!
Stinks running out of paper.
Now, can we try chatting
without killing any trees?
You should run.
Care to run now?
Nowhere to hide. Not very smart.
Oh, really?
Wind beats paper.
Rah!
Whoa!
Here goes nothing.
Agent Devineaux? How did you...?
Never mind that!
The keys are in my briefcase!
- So, you have the docs?
- They're in good hands.
Though it seems
our friend Inspector Chase Devineaux
may be running with a slicker outfit
these days.
Picked his pocket.
Think you can hack a keycard?
Worth a try. Send it over.
Did you not assure us
that Paper Star was ready?
I never instructed her to break protocol.
Faculty only, sassy-pants.
But my ears were burning.
You failed to complete your mission.
Guilty as charged.
But I never come to a party empty-handed.