Totally Spies! (2001–2014): Season 1, Episode 19 - Game Girls - full transcript
In the world go on sale strange game in which the abduction of people are heroes. Spies must find out who did it and how to save captured people in the game.
♪ Here we go, we're getting
on the road till we stop ♪
♪ And then we'll shop ♪
♪ So one, two, three now, baby,
here we go, go, go ♪
♪ Here we go, here we go ♪
♪ On a mission undercover
and we're in control ♪
♪ Here we go, here we go ♪
♪ We're Totally Spies
so get on with the show ♪
♪ Here we go, here we go ♪
♪ Here we go ♪
(cheering)
ANNOUNCER: And anchoring
the Angelfish team
is three-time world waterskiing
champion, Sonja Summers!
(cheering)
(shouting)
(crowd gasps)
We were smart to grab smoothies
before we started shopping.
Remember the last biggest sale
of the year?
Clover nearly passed out
from dehydration in the dressing room.
They hand out bottled water
at something as silly as a marathon,
but not at the biggest sale of the year.
(music playing)
Alex!
Sorry, Clover!
It's just that Troy is such a hottie,
I just can't take my eyes off him.
This week on "Troy's Bayou..."
Alex, every year you get a crush
on some actor who you think
is the greatest guy in the world.
So? What's wrong with that?
Hello?! He's just acting.
Puh-lease. It's, like, so known
that Troy is the sweetest,
most perfect guy in the whole world.
OK.
Who says we don't have women in space?
I know you guys are only looking out
for me, but if we could only meet Troy,
you'd see how kind and wonderful
and gentle he really is.
- (rumbling)
- Hey, what gives?
(all scream)
I can't believe we're getting WOOHPed
during the biggest sale of the year.
Good morning, ladies. Looks like
you've shopped till you've dropped.
All I can say is
you better not have pulled us away
to do your laundry, Jerry.
(screaming on screen)
JERRY: We have learned
that top athletes from around the world
are mysteriously vanishing.
Do you have any idea
how this is happening?
All we have is footage
of this race car driver in Florida.
That's the blue flash surrounding
the athletes in the other clips.
ALEX: But the driver didn't disappear.
It's your mission, girls,
to go to Florida, protect the driver,
and find out what's making
these athletes vanish. Any questions?
Just one. Do those cute silver jumpsuits
come in size six?
The gadgets you'll use on this mission
include an electromagnetic-sensitive
video camera...
..sapphire hologram pendants...
(all gasp)
..microscopic retracting goggles
for clues that are invisible
to the naked eye
and the latest
in virtual reality disguise belts.
This is so cool.
You can go straight from the gym
to school
or the prom with a push of a button!
(clears throat)
Now, for your transportation to Florida,
we're giving you KIRTT.
Kurt? Is he a chauffeur?
I hope he's cute and likes to shop.
KIRTT stands for Klunky Incognito
Radical Thought Transporter.
I named him... uh, I mean, it, myself.
You've got to be kidding.
Not to worry, girls.
KIRTT is in incognito mode.
By simple voice command...
(screams)
JERRY: Now, you girls better get
on your way.
Good luck, girls. Or as they say in
Japan... (speaks Japanese)
(all scream)
How embarrassing.
We need to lose this clunker
and get something more sporty.
I am really starting to like KIRTT.
Who are you calling a groupie?!
Listen here, Miss whoever you are...
(dial tone)
How rude!
The studio just turned me down for
tickets to the taping of Troy's show.
OK, shh. Remember, we're journalists.
Act professional.
Mr. Parks, we're journalists
from Teen Racer magazine.
Would you be a dear and tell us
what you remember from the incident?
Sure. I really don't remember much.
Except for the flash of light
that made me lose control.
- Almost hit that photographer.
- What photographer?
He came and left on a motorcycle,
that's all I know.
If y'all will excuse me,
I've got a publicity photo shoot
in about five minutes.
Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?
That Dale's accent
totally reminds me of Troy?
Alex, please.
I'm thinking
that the photographer Dale mentioned
might have something to do with this.
Come on,
let's check the track for clues.
If that photographer had anything to do
with this, he didn't leave us any clues.
Great. Now what do we do?
Let's stick close to Dale and keep
an eye out for that photographer.
I'll tell you what.
I'll stick close to Dale while you keep
an eye out for the motorcycle guy.
I've always wanted to be a paparazzi!
Sam, look!
(coughing)
SAM: The smoke bomb's a diversion!
Clover, watch Dale!
CLOVER: Dale's right here.
Hey, there's something wrong
with this camera.
It's making Dale look all faded.
Dale's disappearing! Huh?!
Clover, help!
Watch out!
Talk about major road rage!
Who is that guy
and what did he do to Alex?
That's what we're going to find out!
(both scream)
This is getting weirder by the second.
We just drove through a brick wall.
OK, pal! Pull it over!
(car horns honking)
I think it's time for last requests.
A jet rocket pack would be nice.
(both scream)
Good job, Clover.
(both scream)
He's getting away!
KIRTT, turn into a jet helicopter!
Only wheeled vehicles, remember, Clover?
What? That is so lame! I'm telling Jerry
KIRTT needs a serious makeover.
We've got bigger issues. Like finding
out what happened to Alex and Dale.
- (compowder rings)
- Hello?
Help!
BOTH: Alex?!
I'm on some kind of racetrack in the
creepiest looking desert I've ever seen.
(screams) My compowder!
We got company!
(both scream)
WOMAN: You have two lives left.
BOTH: Huh?!
Help!
Alex? Alex! Come in, Alex!
It's no use. Quick! Let's check out
the footage from the camera for clues.
SAM: Look!
The camera picked up electromagnetic
rays coming from that device.
Of course! That would explain why Dale
didn't disappear the first time.
The silver jumpsuit must have
deflected those rays.
I knew there was a reason I liked
that jumpsuit.
We'd better call Jerry
and let him know what we found.
Hello, girls.
How's the mission coming along?
Not great, Jer.
Alex and Dale have been kidnapped.
Kidnapped? Oh, my! How can I help?
Clover's camera picked up
some kind of electromagnetic ray
that apparently downloaded Alex and Dale
into an electronic device.
A machine that can download people?
Let's see. I do remember
hearing something a few years back
about a game designer who claimed
she had designed such a device.
Yes! Yes, here it is.
A Carla Wong,
better known as the Lady Dragon.
Finally, an evil villain who isn't
bitter about being dissed.
It says here that the Lady Dragon
left the video game industry
several years ago
because they refused to make some
of her more eccentric games.
Figures.
So, how do we find this Lady Dragon?
You can always use the indestructible
homing device in Alex's compowder
to track her.
We're on it, Jerry!
(gasping)
SAM: The signal is leading
to that hotel over there. Let's go!
I hope they have nice bathrooms.
That's another improvement
on KIRTT's makeover list.
- SAM: Video game trade show?
- I think what they mean is geek land.
I believe the proper term is
computer enthusiasts.
Come on. The signal leads upstairs.
The signal leads to that room.
That looks like
the motorcycle guy's outfit.
(woman clearing throat)
WOMAN: Can I help you, ladies?
Uh... Ms., uh... Lady Dragon,
we love your games.
- We're, like, your biggest fans.
- We are?
So, how come you stopped making games?
Because of certain short-sighted fools
who couldn't grasp
my revolutionary vision.
But now that I am back
with a new line of games,
those who oppose me will see
the error of their ways.
In fact, if you will wait here,
I will give you a demonstration.
Those girls followed me
from the racetrack.
Tell everyone to keep their eyes out
for them.
I've come too far
to have anyone interrupt my plans.
Sam, what are you doing? This isn't time
to be playing video junkie.
Clover, look at this poster
for the Lady Dragon's new game.
That looks just like the desert
Alex described!
Yeah! Come on!
We've got to get inside
this investor meeting!
Sorry. Invitation only.
Hey, pal, you're looking
at major investor material right here.
Don't these two look like the girls the
Lady Dragon told us to watch out for?
Get 'em!
Huh? Where'd they go?
These virtual reality belts are
totally awesome. How do I look?
Do the words "hair restoration"
mean anything to you?
My new technique for enhancing
realistic gameplay is so incredible
you'll feel like you're playing
against real people.
ALEX: Help!
(Dale screaming)
Clover, do you hear that?
Alex and Dale are in the game!
(screaming)
Clear the room. We've given them enough
of a taste to whet their appetites.
Besides, we must hurry to the warehouse
to download the new athletes
and prepare for mass production.
Did you hear that?
We've got to tell Jerry about the Lady
Dragon downloading more athletes!
But what about Alex and Dale?
You two! Guard the room
and make sure nobody gets near the game.
- CLOVER: We have to get them out!
- Maybe I can crash the system.
Huh?
SAM: It's Alex!
Stay behind me!
Any time!
ALEX: Clover! What are you doing?
Clover!
You have the joystick upside down!
As if that matters.
Uh, Sam, bad news.
These powerpacks are losing juice fast.
Well, if it isn't my two biggest fans.
You've been kidnapping athletes
and downloading them into your games,
Lady Dragon.
We're here to end it.
Unfortunately for you,
there's no stopping me.
Once I put my games
into mass production,
all the athletes will be multiplied
a thousand times over,
trapping them permanently.
Get them!
These Sapphire Hologram Pendants
better work.
I think it's time we bailed, Sam!
Don't just stand there. Bring them back!
(both laugh)
(brakes screech)
No ticket, no ride!
HENCHMAN: Stop them!
CLOVER AND SAM: Run!
Clover, we've got to find
the Lady Dragon's warehouse
and stop her
from downloading more athletes.
Quick! Let's duck into
this cute little house and call Jerry!
Jerry, we need the location
of the Lady Dragon's warehouse, fast.
I wish I could help you, girls,
but I've got nothing.
- Have you tried the wharf?
- The wharf! Of course!
That's where the warehouses are.
Why didn't we think of that? Thanks!
Girls, I think I'm losing you.
I don't know who you girls are,
but you've interrupted my plans
for the last time.
We're disappearing!
Alex! I didn't know you could water-ski!
No time for a reunion, girls. Look!
What kind of sick, demented woman
is this Lady Dragon?
If you want the answer to that question,
just look down.
We're about to become shark bait!
Hold on, girls, and follow my lead.
They're coming back,
and they've brought friends!
Quick, Alex!
Turn your outfit into a silver jumpsuit!
- Huh?
- Just do it! And hurry!
It's working!
(all scream)
Sam, you're a genius!
It's simple really.
Just like with Dale's silver jumpsuit,
electromagnetic fields can't work
against a surface of deflection.
Uh... Yeah, right, real simple.
SAM: Now, let's get
to the Lady Dragon's warehouse.
Wait!
I forgot to give Dale my phone number.
Clover, going!
This is the strangest
basketball tournament I've ever seen.
Yeah. Where are all the fans?
I'm afraid you won't be hearing
the sound of screaming fans anymore.
Lady Dragon?
I thought I told you months ago
I didn't want to endorse
your whacked-out games.
- PLAYER: Yeah! I told you that too!
- Silence! This time I'm not asking.
(basketball players exclaim)
What the...?!
How did we ever survive without KIRTT?
We're too late! The athletes are
already being downloaded!
- SAM: We have to get them out of there.
- ALEX: I'll go in after them.
Hey, Lady Dragon!
You want a piece of me?
Come and get me!
I don't know how you got out
of the game,
but I can just as easily put you back in
for good.
I'll see you guys in a flash.
We've got to destroy
the downloading machines permanently.
Look out, Sam!
CLOVER: Better luck next time, boys.
I got it! If we can point
the downloading rays at each other,
they might download themselves.
Go to it, Sam!
I'll keep the lizard-lady busy.
It appears you girls have spunk.
I hate spunk!
Hurry up!
I can't keep this up for much longer!
These things must weigh a ton.
So, you girls want to play, do you?
I'll just make a few adjustments
that will automatically send
the athletes into mass production!
Hey, girls!
I think this one's permanent!
Sam, Alex is about to become
a split personality
unless we do something fast!
This better work.
(sighs) That was close.
Way to go, Sam!
She's getting away!
(screams)
Have fun.
And remember, it's only a game.
Well done, girls.
No! Not me! No!
(screams)
You have to admit,
it was nice of Jerry to loan us KIRTT
so we could drive onto the studio lot.
It's good we found those powerpacks
for our virtual reality disguise belts.
I can't believe
I'm going to actually meet Troy!
Hi, I'm Troy. Hi, I'm Troy.
Hi, I'm Troy. Hi, I'm Troy.
No wonder Troy's so perfect.
He's computer generated.
I should have known
he was too good to be true.
Sorry, Alex. But I know a way you could
visit Troy if you really want to.
That's OK. Been there, done that.
Sorry!
Oh, that's OK. I'm Steve.
I created Troy.
Oh, really? I'm Alex.
Could we have programmed
a happier ending?
Please, Sam. No more computer lingo
for a long, long time.
on the road till we stop ♪
♪ And then we'll shop ♪
♪ So one, two, three now, baby,
here we go, go, go ♪
♪ Here we go, here we go ♪
♪ On a mission undercover
and we're in control ♪
♪ Here we go, here we go ♪
♪ We're Totally Spies
so get on with the show ♪
♪ Here we go, here we go ♪
♪ Here we go ♪
(cheering)
ANNOUNCER: And anchoring
the Angelfish team
is three-time world waterskiing
champion, Sonja Summers!
(cheering)
(shouting)
(crowd gasps)
We were smart to grab smoothies
before we started shopping.
Remember the last biggest sale
of the year?
Clover nearly passed out
from dehydration in the dressing room.
They hand out bottled water
at something as silly as a marathon,
but not at the biggest sale of the year.
(music playing)
Alex!
Sorry, Clover!
It's just that Troy is such a hottie,
I just can't take my eyes off him.
This week on "Troy's Bayou..."
Alex, every year you get a crush
on some actor who you think
is the greatest guy in the world.
So? What's wrong with that?
Hello?! He's just acting.
Puh-lease. It's, like, so known
that Troy is the sweetest,
most perfect guy in the whole world.
OK.
Who says we don't have women in space?
I know you guys are only looking out
for me, but if we could only meet Troy,
you'd see how kind and wonderful
and gentle he really is.
- (rumbling)
- Hey, what gives?
(all scream)
I can't believe we're getting WOOHPed
during the biggest sale of the year.
Good morning, ladies. Looks like
you've shopped till you've dropped.
All I can say is
you better not have pulled us away
to do your laundry, Jerry.
(screaming on screen)
JERRY: We have learned
that top athletes from around the world
are mysteriously vanishing.
Do you have any idea
how this is happening?
All we have is footage
of this race car driver in Florida.
That's the blue flash surrounding
the athletes in the other clips.
ALEX: But the driver didn't disappear.
It's your mission, girls,
to go to Florida, protect the driver,
and find out what's making
these athletes vanish. Any questions?
Just one. Do those cute silver jumpsuits
come in size six?
The gadgets you'll use on this mission
include an electromagnetic-sensitive
video camera...
..sapphire hologram pendants...
(all gasp)
..microscopic retracting goggles
for clues that are invisible
to the naked eye
and the latest
in virtual reality disguise belts.
This is so cool.
You can go straight from the gym
to school
or the prom with a push of a button!
(clears throat)
Now, for your transportation to Florida,
we're giving you KIRTT.
Kurt? Is he a chauffeur?
I hope he's cute and likes to shop.
KIRTT stands for Klunky Incognito
Radical Thought Transporter.
I named him... uh, I mean, it, myself.
You've got to be kidding.
Not to worry, girls.
KIRTT is in incognito mode.
By simple voice command...
(screams)
JERRY: Now, you girls better get
on your way.
Good luck, girls. Or as they say in
Japan... (speaks Japanese)
(all scream)
How embarrassing.
We need to lose this clunker
and get something more sporty.
I am really starting to like KIRTT.
Who are you calling a groupie?!
Listen here, Miss whoever you are...
(dial tone)
How rude!
The studio just turned me down for
tickets to the taping of Troy's show.
OK, shh. Remember, we're journalists.
Act professional.
Mr. Parks, we're journalists
from Teen Racer magazine.
Would you be a dear and tell us
what you remember from the incident?
Sure. I really don't remember much.
Except for the flash of light
that made me lose control.
- Almost hit that photographer.
- What photographer?
He came and left on a motorcycle,
that's all I know.
If y'all will excuse me,
I've got a publicity photo shoot
in about five minutes.
Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?
That Dale's accent
totally reminds me of Troy?
Alex, please.
I'm thinking
that the photographer Dale mentioned
might have something to do with this.
Come on,
let's check the track for clues.
If that photographer had anything to do
with this, he didn't leave us any clues.
Great. Now what do we do?
Let's stick close to Dale and keep
an eye out for that photographer.
I'll tell you what.
I'll stick close to Dale while you keep
an eye out for the motorcycle guy.
I've always wanted to be a paparazzi!
Sam, look!
(coughing)
SAM: The smoke bomb's a diversion!
Clover, watch Dale!
CLOVER: Dale's right here.
Hey, there's something wrong
with this camera.
It's making Dale look all faded.
Dale's disappearing! Huh?!
Clover, help!
Watch out!
Talk about major road rage!
Who is that guy
and what did he do to Alex?
That's what we're going to find out!
(both scream)
This is getting weirder by the second.
We just drove through a brick wall.
OK, pal! Pull it over!
(car horns honking)
I think it's time for last requests.
A jet rocket pack would be nice.
(both scream)
Good job, Clover.
(both scream)
He's getting away!
KIRTT, turn into a jet helicopter!
Only wheeled vehicles, remember, Clover?
What? That is so lame! I'm telling Jerry
KIRTT needs a serious makeover.
We've got bigger issues. Like finding
out what happened to Alex and Dale.
- (compowder rings)
- Hello?
Help!
BOTH: Alex?!
I'm on some kind of racetrack in the
creepiest looking desert I've ever seen.
(screams) My compowder!
We got company!
(both scream)
WOMAN: You have two lives left.
BOTH: Huh?!
Help!
Alex? Alex! Come in, Alex!
It's no use. Quick! Let's check out
the footage from the camera for clues.
SAM: Look!
The camera picked up electromagnetic
rays coming from that device.
Of course! That would explain why Dale
didn't disappear the first time.
The silver jumpsuit must have
deflected those rays.
I knew there was a reason I liked
that jumpsuit.
We'd better call Jerry
and let him know what we found.
Hello, girls.
How's the mission coming along?
Not great, Jer.
Alex and Dale have been kidnapped.
Kidnapped? Oh, my! How can I help?
Clover's camera picked up
some kind of electromagnetic ray
that apparently downloaded Alex and Dale
into an electronic device.
A machine that can download people?
Let's see. I do remember
hearing something a few years back
about a game designer who claimed
she had designed such a device.
Yes! Yes, here it is.
A Carla Wong,
better known as the Lady Dragon.
Finally, an evil villain who isn't
bitter about being dissed.
It says here that the Lady Dragon
left the video game industry
several years ago
because they refused to make some
of her more eccentric games.
Figures.
So, how do we find this Lady Dragon?
You can always use the indestructible
homing device in Alex's compowder
to track her.
We're on it, Jerry!
(gasping)
SAM: The signal is leading
to that hotel over there. Let's go!
I hope they have nice bathrooms.
That's another improvement
on KIRTT's makeover list.
- SAM: Video game trade show?
- I think what they mean is geek land.
I believe the proper term is
computer enthusiasts.
Come on. The signal leads upstairs.
The signal leads to that room.
That looks like
the motorcycle guy's outfit.
(woman clearing throat)
WOMAN: Can I help you, ladies?
Uh... Ms., uh... Lady Dragon,
we love your games.
- We're, like, your biggest fans.
- We are?
So, how come you stopped making games?
Because of certain short-sighted fools
who couldn't grasp
my revolutionary vision.
But now that I am back
with a new line of games,
those who oppose me will see
the error of their ways.
In fact, if you will wait here,
I will give you a demonstration.
Those girls followed me
from the racetrack.
Tell everyone to keep their eyes out
for them.
I've come too far
to have anyone interrupt my plans.
Sam, what are you doing? This isn't time
to be playing video junkie.
Clover, look at this poster
for the Lady Dragon's new game.
That looks just like the desert
Alex described!
Yeah! Come on!
We've got to get inside
this investor meeting!
Sorry. Invitation only.
Hey, pal, you're looking
at major investor material right here.
Don't these two look like the girls the
Lady Dragon told us to watch out for?
Get 'em!
Huh? Where'd they go?
These virtual reality belts are
totally awesome. How do I look?
Do the words "hair restoration"
mean anything to you?
My new technique for enhancing
realistic gameplay is so incredible
you'll feel like you're playing
against real people.
ALEX: Help!
(Dale screaming)
Clover, do you hear that?
Alex and Dale are in the game!
(screaming)
Clear the room. We've given them enough
of a taste to whet their appetites.
Besides, we must hurry to the warehouse
to download the new athletes
and prepare for mass production.
Did you hear that?
We've got to tell Jerry about the Lady
Dragon downloading more athletes!
But what about Alex and Dale?
You two! Guard the room
and make sure nobody gets near the game.
- CLOVER: We have to get them out!
- Maybe I can crash the system.
Huh?
SAM: It's Alex!
Stay behind me!
Any time!
ALEX: Clover! What are you doing?
Clover!
You have the joystick upside down!
As if that matters.
Uh, Sam, bad news.
These powerpacks are losing juice fast.
Well, if it isn't my two biggest fans.
You've been kidnapping athletes
and downloading them into your games,
Lady Dragon.
We're here to end it.
Unfortunately for you,
there's no stopping me.
Once I put my games
into mass production,
all the athletes will be multiplied
a thousand times over,
trapping them permanently.
Get them!
These Sapphire Hologram Pendants
better work.
I think it's time we bailed, Sam!
Don't just stand there. Bring them back!
(both laugh)
(brakes screech)
No ticket, no ride!
HENCHMAN: Stop them!
CLOVER AND SAM: Run!
Clover, we've got to find
the Lady Dragon's warehouse
and stop her
from downloading more athletes.
Quick! Let's duck into
this cute little house and call Jerry!
Jerry, we need the location
of the Lady Dragon's warehouse, fast.
I wish I could help you, girls,
but I've got nothing.
- Have you tried the wharf?
- The wharf! Of course!
That's where the warehouses are.
Why didn't we think of that? Thanks!
Girls, I think I'm losing you.
I don't know who you girls are,
but you've interrupted my plans
for the last time.
We're disappearing!
Alex! I didn't know you could water-ski!
No time for a reunion, girls. Look!
What kind of sick, demented woman
is this Lady Dragon?
If you want the answer to that question,
just look down.
We're about to become shark bait!
Hold on, girls, and follow my lead.
They're coming back,
and they've brought friends!
Quick, Alex!
Turn your outfit into a silver jumpsuit!
- Huh?
- Just do it! And hurry!
It's working!
(all scream)
Sam, you're a genius!
It's simple really.
Just like with Dale's silver jumpsuit,
electromagnetic fields can't work
against a surface of deflection.
Uh... Yeah, right, real simple.
SAM: Now, let's get
to the Lady Dragon's warehouse.
Wait!
I forgot to give Dale my phone number.
Clover, going!
This is the strangest
basketball tournament I've ever seen.
Yeah. Where are all the fans?
I'm afraid you won't be hearing
the sound of screaming fans anymore.
Lady Dragon?
I thought I told you months ago
I didn't want to endorse
your whacked-out games.
- PLAYER: Yeah! I told you that too!
- Silence! This time I'm not asking.
(basketball players exclaim)
What the...?!
How did we ever survive without KIRTT?
We're too late! The athletes are
already being downloaded!
- SAM: We have to get them out of there.
- ALEX: I'll go in after them.
Hey, Lady Dragon!
You want a piece of me?
Come and get me!
I don't know how you got out
of the game,
but I can just as easily put you back in
for good.
I'll see you guys in a flash.
We've got to destroy
the downloading machines permanently.
Look out, Sam!
CLOVER: Better luck next time, boys.
I got it! If we can point
the downloading rays at each other,
they might download themselves.
Go to it, Sam!
I'll keep the lizard-lady busy.
It appears you girls have spunk.
I hate spunk!
Hurry up!
I can't keep this up for much longer!
These things must weigh a ton.
So, you girls want to play, do you?
I'll just make a few adjustments
that will automatically send
the athletes into mass production!
Hey, girls!
I think this one's permanent!
Sam, Alex is about to become
a split personality
unless we do something fast!
This better work.
(sighs) That was close.
Way to go, Sam!
She's getting away!
(screams)
Have fun.
And remember, it's only a game.
Well done, girls.
No! Not me! No!
(screams)
You have to admit,
it was nice of Jerry to loan us KIRTT
so we could drive onto the studio lot.
It's good we found those powerpacks
for our virtual reality disguise belts.
I can't believe
I'm going to actually meet Troy!
Hi, I'm Troy. Hi, I'm Troy.
Hi, I'm Troy. Hi, I'm Troy.
No wonder Troy's so perfect.
He's computer generated.
I should have known
he was too good to be true.
Sorry, Alex. But I know a way you could
visit Troy if you really want to.
That's OK. Been there, done that.
Sorry!
Oh, that's OK. I'm Steve.
I created Troy.
Oh, really? I'm Alex.
Could we have programmed
a happier ending?
Please, Sam. No more computer lingo
for a long, long time.