Totally Spies! (2001–2014): Season 1, Episode 20 - A Spy Is Born: Part 1 - full transcript
The producer is engaged in theft of stars. He wants to take them in his film on a desert island, which placed traps at every turn. Alex pretends to be an actress and tries to free prisoners actors.
♪ 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 ♪
(tires squeal / gasps)
Why are we stopping?
I need to get to the set!
What the...?
(screams)
(shrieks)
(school bell)
(excited chatter)
- Wonder what the excitement's about?
- Beats me.
Hel-lo, clueless people!
Our yearbooks came out today.
Hey, that's right!
Now let's see...
Where's the page that announces
to one and all that yours truly
has been voted the "Most Popular"
at Beverly High?
(gasps) Oh, no!
- This is terrible!
- What is it, Mandy?
Only the biggest disaster
ever to hit Beverly High!
- Sam's been voted "Most Popular!"
- Huh?
(groans)
There's obviously been some mistake.
Everyone knows I am
the most popular girl in school!
Why would everyone vote for me?
Duh, because you're smart and funny
and totally cool, Sammy!
That's why we want to hang out
with you this weekend!
SAM AND MANDY: You do?
Of course! We just love surrounding
ourselves with popularity. Ciao!
(moans) That's it.
I am gonna put a stop
to this madness right away.
I demand a recount!
OK, this is officially weird.
- I got these for you!
- Thanks, Arnold. You shouldn't have.
But you deserve them, Miss Popular.
FOOTBALL CAPTAIN:
Sam, would you sign our yearbooks?
- Me too!
- And me!
(shouting)
Uh, maybe later, guys.
Right now I've got stuff to do.
Important stuff. Bye!
(students yell)
(gasps)
Sammy, this is the janitor's closet.
Yeah. What important thing could we
possibly have to do in here?
Hide.
Sam, I realize your newfound
celeb status may be a bit overwhelming,
but you can't run from the limelight,
you've got to embrace it!
Now let's get back out there
and meet your fans.
JERRY:Not so fast.
For once, I'm actually
happy to hear from Jerry!
(girls scream and grunt)
Girls, I'm afraid I have
some terrible news.
Julia Hastings and Dirk Johnson,
the world's top box office movie stars,
have been mysteriously abducted.
(gasps) OK. I take it back.
ALEX: So, how did it happen?
In broad daylight actually,
which is particularly odd.
That is odd! I thought stars only tanned
indoors under artificial sunlight.
Do we have any suspects, Jerry?
None at all, that's why WOOHP
would like you girls to go undercover
and keep an eye on Brock Williams.
Since he's the third biggest
box office star,
we suspect he may be the next target.
No way!
Brock Williams is totally
hunk-a-licious!
Yes, I'm glad you're enthusiastic
but remember,
this is a very high-profile person.
Discretion is key.
We don't want the media finding out.
Relax, Jer! We're totally professionals.
(squeals)
CLOVER: Oh my gosh! Those are so cute!
They're called Rocketfuel Mules.
They're called fabulous and I call dibs.
Yes, we also have Breathe-Easy
Go-Anywhere Air Masks,
Hoop Earring Communicators,
Banana Clip Boomerangs
and that old standby
the Jet-Pack Back-Pack,
filled with a few low-key disguises.
Thanks, Jer. Whatever.
We'll take it from here.
OK, so why am I the gardener again?
Because the maid outfit matches my
new shoes, and you're a terrible cook.
- Gee, thanks.
- You're welcome.
Now, let's do like Jer said
and keep our eyes on Brock!
ALEX AND SAM: Right!
ALEX: Oh, man! This place is so sweet!
CLOVER: That's because
it's Brock Williams' bedroom!
And look, he has a water bed!
(squeals in delight)
Clover, we're supposed to be
investigating, remember?
You know, looking for things
out of the ordinary.
Do these count?
Hey! Put those back!
Girls, you might wanna check this out.
Hello, handsome!
Actually, I was talking about him.
That must be the abductor!
Come on, Spies, we've got to stop him!
No time like the present!
(karate grunts)
I'll teach you to abduct very important
and very attractive celebrities!
Huh? What the...?
(Clover shrieks)
(gasps)
Don't worry, Brock,
camo-boy's stalking days are over.
(gasps) That's Mr Williams to you.
And your so-called "stalker"
is a highly-respected photographer.
I don't appreciate my hired help
attacking the media.
I'm not your hired help,
I'm a Domestic Engineer.
Besides, I was just
trying to protect you!
(scoffs) From what?
Ending up on the cover of some
fabulous, high-profile magazine?
I wouldn't worry about that.
My camera is ruined.
You'll be hearing from my lawyer.
Look, I'm really sorry.
Yes, whatever, just get back to work.
All of you.
- You OK, Clover?
- I'm fine, but my crush is so over.
I don't blame you. Brock just went
from hunk-a-licious to jerk-a-rific!
(beeping)
(yells)
- Did you just hear that?
- Loud and clear. Let's go!
GIRLS: Huh?
We've got to do something!
Quick! The Breathe-Easy
Go-Anywhere Air Masks.
- They're getting away!
- Not for long!
(girls scream)
Hey, where'd they go?
(girls shriek)
(girls yell)
Great. Now what do we do?
SAM: We borrow that!
Huh? Hey!
Don't worry. We'll return it!
(Brock yells)
(girls scream)
Whoa!
(girls shriek)
(sighs)
Abandon ski!
(flames crackle)
Oh well, at least we have this.
- What is it?
- I'm not sure.
I saw the abductor
drop it in the tunnel.
We better send it to WOOHP.
That's a good idea.
So, what's the update, Spies?
Unfortunately, we just lost Brock, Jer.
Oh, dear. Well, we better get you home.
I'll send the chopper, tout de suite.
Good. I could use some rest.
Actually, I have another
assignment for you.
Amber Stone, another star, is having
a premiere tonight in Hollywood.
One of you must pretend to be Amber
and bait our elusive villain
so the other two can stop him.
Well, obviously I should
play the part of Amber,
being the most dramatic of the group.
Sorry, you're too tall.
That's why WOOHP has chosen Alex
as the celebrity decoy.
- Alex?!
- Me?
We're pressing an Amber Stone
facial mask as we speak.
In other celeb news...
It appears Sam, in her absence,
has been inundated with fan mail.
You're quite the overnight sensation.
Terrific.
(fans shout)
Testing. Sam, are you there?
I'm here. Now remember, the bad guy
used a camera lens to abduct Brock.
He could be any of the paparazzi.
Keep your eyes peeled.
(squeals)
Believe me, I'm keeping my eyes peeled.
Here comes our starlet now.
(fans shout)
(cameras click)
I just want to thank everyone
for supporting my new movie.
This has been my most challenging,
rewarding role yet.
(scoffs) Over-act much?
That should be me down there.
I heard that, Clover.
(buzz of conversation)
(film reel whirrs)
So far, no one's taking the bait.
The kidnapper probably isn't buying
Alex's lame impersonation of Amber.
(yells)
Guys, I don't want to be
a movie star anymore!
Clover, you can play Amber!
Where's the beam coming from?
I can't tell. Keep an eye on Alex
while I figure it out.
(yells)
Clover! It's coming from
the lens of the projector!
(Alex screams)
SAM: Alex is hit!
The ushers are taking her!
Why do all the cute ones
have to be bad guys?
(gasps)
Quick! Grab him!
(girls yell)
(chuckles)
(sirens blare)
(beeping)
(girls groan)
What happened? I feel like
I just slept in a cement mixer.
Not quite.
It appears Marco Lumiere used his
experimental camera lens on you.
Marco Whomiere?
Marco Lumiere, a frustrated experimental
filmmaker who invented a camera lens
which has the ability to freeze
its subjects in place.
He lives on a secluded island
off the coast of South Africa.
It's a good bet that's
where he's taking Alex.
I've arranged for your quick transport.
Good luck, girls.
Just when you thought WOOHP technology
couldn't get any worse!
Guess it's a good thing
Alex was abducted
or there'd be even less room in here.
(girls scream)
Oh! Finally some leg room.
SAM: Now let's find Lumiere.
CLOVER: I think we already have.
(giggles)
(girls gasp)
- CLOVER: That's him!
- SAM: There's Alex and our stars.
You're all probably very curious as to
why you've been assembled here.
Not really, pal. We just want to
get the heck out of here.
My agent's probably
worried sick about me.
Oh! Too bad.
I'm going to tell you anyway.
In the past, Hollywood has been
very dismissive of my work.
Now, I plan on making a film
they won't be able to ignore,
a film starring all of you.
I wouldn't star in your stupid movie
if you offered me top billing
and all the money in the world.
(chuckles)
Trust me,
this is an offer you can't refuse.
- And if we do refuse?
- You have no choice.
This island is a giant movie set
rigged with traps and explosives
and, of course,
cameras to catch all the carnage.
Who knows,
if somehow you manage to survive
my block buster masterpiece,
I might even shoot a sequel.
First Alex gets to play the role
clearly meant for me,
now she gets to be in a movie!
When do I get my big break?!
Earth to Clover. Alex has been abducted
and is being forced to play a role.
What's your point?
We gotta stop this nut before
he starts shooting the movie.
You distract the thugs
while I round up the actors.
SAM: One, two...
LUMIERE: Action!
(panicked screams)
ACTRESS: Get me out of here!
Guess I'm back to just playing myself.
(girls scream)
SAM: Incoming!
Looks like I have an imposter on my set.
Wait a second, you're not Amber!
My name is Alex. I'm here to save you.
Well, you can start any time now.
(all scream)
Follow me!
Let's stay in here
until things die down.
Could you please
not say the word, "die"?
(explosion / rumbling)
(screams of terror)
Nice work! Keep it up!
This looks safe.
Let's hide in the saloon.
- (neighing)
- Look out!
(both shriek)
CLOVER: Let's get out of here!
(horses neigh)
Who are those girls?
They're not movie stars!
(yells)
Y'all come back
and visit real soon, now.
Could you please keep a lid
on the one-liners?!
(chuckles) Sorry.
(gunfire)
We gotta lose these losers!
SAM: There's our ticket out.
(terrified screams)
This is exactly why I use
a stunt double!
(yells)
(horses whinny)
Those girls are good.
Looks like I've found some
fresh, young talent to exploit.
(soldiers grunt)
(all scream)
(bridge creaks)
(all scream)
(gasps) Oh, no! Do something!
CLOVER: This is really eerie,
but at least we lost Lumiere's cronies.
(growls)
(all scream)
Wait a second.
It's just a mechanized prop.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
Props are getting
so convincing these days.
Uh-oh, here come some of his friends!
- SAM: Run!
- CLOVER: Look out!
(grunts)
Never underestimate the power
of a good accessory.
(chopping)
Grab hold, I have a plan!
(Julia and Dirk scream)
(soldiers grunt)
Looks like we're in the clear,
and I thought those soldiers were bad.
Yeah, these guys look twice as mean.
Except for the part where
they're wearing miniskirts.
Normally when I'm surrounded by a mob,
they're trying to get my autograph.
Something tells me
these guys aren't fans.
What's going on?
- (groans)
- Not so fast, Lumiere!
No! (grunts)
That is a wrap!
Excellent work, girls.
Yeah, thanks to you, we can get back
to being stars instead of seeing stars.
If you ever consider a career
in the movies, give us a call.
Now that you mention it,
as a child I did fancy the thought
of myself on the big screen.
Perhaps I'll take you up on that offer.
Oh! Too bad they don't make
silent movies anymore, Jer.
(laughter)
(yells)
I don't know about you,
but I am so glad to finally be home.
Totally. I've had it with celebrities!
(students yell in excitement)
You've got enough time
to make it to the janitor's closet.
You know, if you run.
(clears throat) Attention, everyone!
I have a very important
announcement to make!
After recounting the official ballots,
I have found that there was
an error in the tabulation.
As I suspected,
I am the most popular girl in school!
(excited cries)
Wait! Slow down! I was just kidding.
Do not touch the Mandy! (shrieks)
Think we should tell her
about the closet?
No way.
CLOVER: Hey, where's Alex?
I don't know.
Maybe she's sick or something.
Weird. You think she'd at least
have called one of us.
(rings)
Help!
(screams)
BOTH: Alex!?
LUMIERE: Don't bother!
No one can help you now.
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 ♪
(tires squeal / gasps)
Why are we stopping?
I need to get to the set!
What the...?
(screams)
(shrieks)
(school bell)
(excited chatter)
- Wonder what the excitement's about?
- Beats me.
Hel-lo, clueless people!
Our yearbooks came out today.
Hey, that's right!
Now let's see...
Where's the page that announces
to one and all that yours truly
has been voted the "Most Popular"
at Beverly High?
(gasps) Oh, no!
- This is terrible!
- What is it, Mandy?
Only the biggest disaster
ever to hit Beverly High!
- Sam's been voted "Most Popular!"
- Huh?
(groans)
There's obviously been some mistake.
Everyone knows I am
the most popular girl in school!
Why would everyone vote for me?
Duh, because you're smart and funny
and totally cool, Sammy!
That's why we want to hang out
with you this weekend!
SAM AND MANDY: You do?
Of course! We just love surrounding
ourselves with popularity. Ciao!
(moans) That's it.
I am gonna put a stop
to this madness right away.
I demand a recount!
OK, this is officially weird.
- I got these for you!
- Thanks, Arnold. You shouldn't have.
But you deserve them, Miss Popular.
FOOTBALL CAPTAIN:
Sam, would you sign our yearbooks?
- Me too!
- And me!
(shouting)
Uh, maybe later, guys.
Right now I've got stuff to do.
Important stuff. Bye!
(students yell)
(gasps)
Sammy, this is the janitor's closet.
Yeah. What important thing could we
possibly have to do in here?
Hide.
Sam, I realize your newfound
celeb status may be a bit overwhelming,
but you can't run from the limelight,
you've got to embrace it!
Now let's get back out there
and meet your fans.
JERRY:Not so fast.
For once, I'm actually
happy to hear from Jerry!
(girls scream and grunt)
Girls, I'm afraid I have
some terrible news.
Julia Hastings and Dirk Johnson,
the world's top box office movie stars,
have been mysteriously abducted.
(gasps) OK. I take it back.
ALEX: So, how did it happen?
In broad daylight actually,
which is particularly odd.
That is odd! I thought stars only tanned
indoors under artificial sunlight.
Do we have any suspects, Jerry?
None at all, that's why WOOHP
would like you girls to go undercover
and keep an eye on Brock Williams.
Since he's the third biggest
box office star,
we suspect he may be the next target.
No way!
Brock Williams is totally
hunk-a-licious!
Yes, I'm glad you're enthusiastic
but remember,
this is a very high-profile person.
Discretion is key.
We don't want the media finding out.
Relax, Jer! We're totally professionals.
(squeals)
CLOVER: Oh my gosh! Those are so cute!
They're called Rocketfuel Mules.
They're called fabulous and I call dibs.
Yes, we also have Breathe-Easy
Go-Anywhere Air Masks,
Hoop Earring Communicators,
Banana Clip Boomerangs
and that old standby
the Jet-Pack Back-Pack,
filled with a few low-key disguises.
Thanks, Jer. Whatever.
We'll take it from here.
OK, so why am I the gardener again?
Because the maid outfit matches my
new shoes, and you're a terrible cook.
- Gee, thanks.
- You're welcome.
Now, let's do like Jer said
and keep our eyes on Brock!
ALEX AND SAM: Right!
ALEX: Oh, man! This place is so sweet!
CLOVER: That's because
it's Brock Williams' bedroom!
And look, he has a water bed!
(squeals in delight)
Clover, we're supposed to be
investigating, remember?
You know, looking for things
out of the ordinary.
Do these count?
Hey! Put those back!
Girls, you might wanna check this out.
Hello, handsome!
Actually, I was talking about him.
That must be the abductor!
Come on, Spies, we've got to stop him!
No time like the present!
(karate grunts)
I'll teach you to abduct very important
and very attractive celebrities!
Huh? What the...?
(Clover shrieks)
(gasps)
Don't worry, Brock,
camo-boy's stalking days are over.
(gasps) That's Mr Williams to you.
And your so-called "stalker"
is a highly-respected photographer.
I don't appreciate my hired help
attacking the media.
I'm not your hired help,
I'm a Domestic Engineer.
Besides, I was just
trying to protect you!
(scoffs) From what?
Ending up on the cover of some
fabulous, high-profile magazine?
I wouldn't worry about that.
My camera is ruined.
You'll be hearing from my lawyer.
Look, I'm really sorry.
Yes, whatever, just get back to work.
All of you.
- You OK, Clover?
- I'm fine, but my crush is so over.
I don't blame you. Brock just went
from hunk-a-licious to jerk-a-rific!
(beeping)
(yells)
- Did you just hear that?
- Loud and clear. Let's go!
GIRLS: Huh?
We've got to do something!
Quick! The Breathe-Easy
Go-Anywhere Air Masks.
- They're getting away!
- Not for long!
(girls scream)
Hey, where'd they go?
(girls shriek)
(girls yell)
Great. Now what do we do?
SAM: We borrow that!
Huh? Hey!
Don't worry. We'll return it!
(Brock yells)
(girls scream)
Whoa!
(girls shriek)
(sighs)
Abandon ski!
(flames crackle)
Oh well, at least we have this.
- What is it?
- I'm not sure.
I saw the abductor
drop it in the tunnel.
We better send it to WOOHP.
That's a good idea.
So, what's the update, Spies?
Unfortunately, we just lost Brock, Jer.
Oh, dear. Well, we better get you home.
I'll send the chopper, tout de suite.
Good. I could use some rest.
Actually, I have another
assignment for you.
Amber Stone, another star, is having
a premiere tonight in Hollywood.
One of you must pretend to be Amber
and bait our elusive villain
so the other two can stop him.
Well, obviously I should
play the part of Amber,
being the most dramatic of the group.
Sorry, you're too tall.
That's why WOOHP has chosen Alex
as the celebrity decoy.
- Alex?!
- Me?
We're pressing an Amber Stone
facial mask as we speak.
In other celeb news...
It appears Sam, in her absence,
has been inundated with fan mail.
You're quite the overnight sensation.
Terrific.
(fans shout)
Testing. Sam, are you there?
I'm here. Now remember, the bad guy
used a camera lens to abduct Brock.
He could be any of the paparazzi.
Keep your eyes peeled.
(squeals)
Believe me, I'm keeping my eyes peeled.
Here comes our starlet now.
(fans shout)
(cameras click)
I just want to thank everyone
for supporting my new movie.
This has been my most challenging,
rewarding role yet.
(scoffs) Over-act much?
That should be me down there.
I heard that, Clover.
(buzz of conversation)
(film reel whirrs)
So far, no one's taking the bait.
The kidnapper probably isn't buying
Alex's lame impersonation of Amber.
(yells)
Guys, I don't want to be
a movie star anymore!
Clover, you can play Amber!
Where's the beam coming from?
I can't tell. Keep an eye on Alex
while I figure it out.
(yells)
Clover! It's coming from
the lens of the projector!
(Alex screams)
SAM: Alex is hit!
The ushers are taking her!
Why do all the cute ones
have to be bad guys?
(gasps)
Quick! Grab him!
(girls yell)
(chuckles)
(sirens blare)
(beeping)
(girls groan)
What happened? I feel like
I just slept in a cement mixer.
Not quite.
It appears Marco Lumiere used his
experimental camera lens on you.
Marco Whomiere?
Marco Lumiere, a frustrated experimental
filmmaker who invented a camera lens
which has the ability to freeze
its subjects in place.
He lives on a secluded island
off the coast of South Africa.
It's a good bet that's
where he's taking Alex.
I've arranged for your quick transport.
Good luck, girls.
Just when you thought WOOHP technology
couldn't get any worse!
Guess it's a good thing
Alex was abducted
or there'd be even less room in here.
(girls scream)
Oh! Finally some leg room.
SAM: Now let's find Lumiere.
CLOVER: I think we already have.
(giggles)
(girls gasp)
- CLOVER: That's him!
- SAM: There's Alex and our stars.
You're all probably very curious as to
why you've been assembled here.
Not really, pal. We just want to
get the heck out of here.
My agent's probably
worried sick about me.
Oh! Too bad.
I'm going to tell you anyway.
In the past, Hollywood has been
very dismissive of my work.
Now, I plan on making a film
they won't be able to ignore,
a film starring all of you.
I wouldn't star in your stupid movie
if you offered me top billing
and all the money in the world.
(chuckles)
Trust me,
this is an offer you can't refuse.
- And if we do refuse?
- You have no choice.
This island is a giant movie set
rigged with traps and explosives
and, of course,
cameras to catch all the carnage.
Who knows,
if somehow you manage to survive
my block buster masterpiece,
I might even shoot a sequel.
First Alex gets to play the role
clearly meant for me,
now she gets to be in a movie!
When do I get my big break?!
Earth to Clover. Alex has been abducted
and is being forced to play a role.
What's your point?
We gotta stop this nut before
he starts shooting the movie.
You distract the thugs
while I round up the actors.
SAM: One, two...
LUMIERE: Action!
(panicked screams)
ACTRESS: Get me out of here!
Guess I'm back to just playing myself.
(girls scream)
SAM: Incoming!
Looks like I have an imposter on my set.
Wait a second, you're not Amber!
My name is Alex. I'm here to save you.
Well, you can start any time now.
(all scream)
Follow me!
Let's stay in here
until things die down.
Could you please
not say the word, "die"?
(explosion / rumbling)
(screams of terror)
Nice work! Keep it up!
This looks safe.
Let's hide in the saloon.
- (neighing)
- Look out!
(both shriek)
CLOVER: Let's get out of here!
(horses neigh)
Who are those girls?
They're not movie stars!
(yells)
Y'all come back
and visit real soon, now.
Could you please keep a lid
on the one-liners?!
(chuckles) Sorry.
(gunfire)
We gotta lose these losers!
SAM: There's our ticket out.
(terrified screams)
This is exactly why I use
a stunt double!
(yells)
(horses whinny)
Those girls are good.
Looks like I've found some
fresh, young talent to exploit.
(soldiers grunt)
(all scream)
(bridge creaks)
(all scream)
(gasps) Oh, no! Do something!
CLOVER: This is really eerie,
but at least we lost Lumiere's cronies.
(growls)
(all scream)
Wait a second.
It's just a mechanized prop.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
Props are getting
so convincing these days.
Uh-oh, here come some of his friends!
- SAM: Run!
- CLOVER: Look out!
(grunts)
Never underestimate the power
of a good accessory.
(chopping)
Grab hold, I have a plan!
(Julia and Dirk scream)
(soldiers grunt)
Looks like we're in the clear,
and I thought those soldiers were bad.
Yeah, these guys look twice as mean.
Except for the part where
they're wearing miniskirts.
Normally when I'm surrounded by a mob,
they're trying to get my autograph.
Something tells me
these guys aren't fans.
What's going on?
- (groans)
- Not so fast, Lumiere!
No! (grunts)
That is a wrap!
Excellent work, girls.
Yeah, thanks to you, we can get back
to being stars instead of seeing stars.
If you ever consider a career
in the movies, give us a call.
Now that you mention it,
as a child I did fancy the thought
of myself on the big screen.
Perhaps I'll take you up on that offer.
Oh! Too bad they don't make
silent movies anymore, Jer.
(laughter)
(yells)
I don't know about you,
but I am so glad to finally be home.
Totally. I've had it with celebrities!
(students yell in excitement)
You've got enough time
to make it to the janitor's closet.
You know, if you run.
(clears throat) Attention, everyone!
I have a very important
announcement to make!
After recounting the official ballots,
I have found that there was
an error in the tabulation.
As I suspected,
I am the most popular girl in school!
(excited cries)
Wait! Slow down! I was just kidding.
Do not touch the Mandy! (shrieks)
Think we should tell her
about the closet?
No way.
CLOVER: Hey, where's Alex?
I don't know.
Maybe she's sick or something.
Weird. You think she'd at least
have called one of us.
(rings)
Help!
(screams)
BOTH: Alex!?
LUMIERE: Don't bother!
No one can help you now.