Totally Spies! (2001–2014): Season 1, Episode 23 - Malled - full transcript
♪ 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 ♪
VOICE OVER PA SYSTEM:
Welcome to the Windsor Mall,
London's newest and largest
shopping centre!
(people chattering)
This store is everything everyone
said it was going to be and more.
I could stay in here forever!
(buzzing)
(panicked cries)
(screaming)
CLOVER: This new mall
is the biggest thing
that's happened to me
since acrylic nails.
I can't wait until it's finished.
Me neither, just looking at it
gives me goose bumps.
Can't you guys build any faster?!
SAM: Take it easy, Alex,
malls aren't built in a day.
Well, until the new one's done
we're stuck with our old
tried and true luxury mall.
OK, one guess, who am I?
BOTH: Mandy!
(giggling)
Yes, who wants me now?
I'm so popular I can't even
seek refuge at the mall anymore.
(shrieks)
Oh, trying to be me? As if!
It would take you months with
a professional make-up artist
to achieve my look of perfection.
I was totally just
playing around, Mandy.
Yeah, lighten up a little
"beauty queen".
Let's blow this make-up stand.
No one gets away with calling me
"beauty queen" and not meaning it!
This should bring down
that pathetic wanna-be.
(beeping / gasps)
Hey, you, stop!
Thief! Get back here!
(guards pant)
(beeping / girls scream)
(laughter / gasps of surprise)
(girls grunt and sigh)
Third floor, gadgets, video,
and info on your next assignment.
(girls laughs)
This better be urgent. You interrupted
an important shopping spree.
Actually, this mission
hits very close to home.
It seems something or someone
is kidnapping shoppers
at exclusive stores
called "All the Rage"
destroying the stores in the process.
Destroying stores and abducting people
while they shop? How evil and horrible!
I know, I know. I'm here for you.
- Who could be behind this?
- That's where you come in.
- You'll be going undercover...
- As three gorgeous shoppers?
Actually, as three TV fashion reporters.
A-hem!
As three gorgeous TV fashion reporters
you'll be going to Cairo,
where we are fairly certain
this group's next action will be.
- It's your job to find out where...
- Yeah, we know!
Come on, girls, we have to save a store!
Hang on, don't forget your gadgets.
Oh, yeah. My favorite part.
Ultra-energy laser lip balm,
Jet-Pack Backpacks,
Hair-clip Monster-grips,
Fume-emitting "cameras",
Voice Alterer, Compact Parasols
which double as laser saws,
and, of course, some CASH.
Hello, it's the 21st century!
We all have credit cards.
CASH, is a Changeable Application
Spy Halter-top.
Could be a parachute,
a net, a floatation device.
- Cool!
- Yes, only the coolest for you girls.
Well, cheerio. Good luck in Cairo.
(girls shriek)
We're here live in ancient,
but fashionable, Egypt.
Hey! Point the camera at me, Spielberg.
Oopsie!
(cameras click)
(shoppers yell in delight)
- See anything strange?
- Not yet. I'm gonna go look around.
(shoppers chatter)
(buzzing)
(panicked cries)
ALEX: Sam! Sam!
There's some sort of
laser perimeter on those...
(grunts) Gates.
We have to save Sam!
There's a skylight. Let's go!
(terrified screams)
- Hey!
- Use the Parasol!
Good idea!
(drilling)
(Clover and Alex yell)
CLOVER: Cables. Do you think...?
It's like a huge elevator. Let's go!
(panicked cries below)
Oh, great! I hope Jer got the extended
warranty on this thing.
(girls scream)
- (squeaking)
- What's that sound?
BOTH: Yuck! Ew!
CLOVER: Ew, creepy, ew!
CLOVER: I'm sick of watching this tape.
We gotta figure out how to get Sam back.
Whoa, who is that freak?
CLOVER: Major freak!
Why is he so zoned while everyone
with half a brain is in a major panic?
Let's see what Jerry thinks.
Hello, ladies. Sorry about Sam.
I just sent you some
pictures from the store.
There's a calm, freaky guy
in the middle of the crowd.
Yes, I see him. Suspiciously calm, eh?
By the way, Clover, Beverly Hills mall
security office needs to see you ASAP.
Some trouble involving
shoplifted perfume?
(gasps) I didn't do it!
I'm just the messenger.
Ah, yes, here's the scoop.
The calm man on the tape
is Simon Tucker,
former owner of a popular
"mom and pop" store in Ireland
that was bought out by Harrows,
the high-end store that recently
opened a mall near Dublin.
Simon Tucker fought to save his store
but couldn't.
But why would he be kidnapping people?
Sounds like we're going to Ireland
to find out.
You are spot on correct,
my dear. Ta-ta.
(sighs)
(beeping)
- CLOVER: Hi, I'm calling about...
-Hey! You're the shoplifter!
I'm so not the shoplifter.
I'm totally innocent.
That's her! That Clover girl!
Ah! What is she doing there?
She's a liar.
You better turn yourself in, fugitive!
Why was that little witch, Mandy, there?
(groans) Who knows. I'd like to squash
her overly-perfumed head.
CLEANER: Hmm?
(loudly) I wonder what ever happened
to that nasty little mom-and-pop store
that used to be here?
Yes, Simon Tucker did formally
have a shop on this site.
We bought him out and built over him.
That's business.
He mustn't have been
too happy about that.
He was paid handsomely.
Now, please leave the store.
We only cater to a select
upscale clientele,
and you're not it.
(girls growl)
You really must leave
or I'll call Security.
OK! I'm having enough trouble
with Mall Security.
Girlfriend. Let's go.
ALEX: We've been kicked out
of better stores than this.
If this store is built over
Simon Tucker's old shop then...
Maybe we should drop by later
to do a little after-hours spying?
(camera clicks)
(evil laughter)
Exactly, there isn't squat about
Simon Tucker in any of these files.
Tell me about it! This was just
a big waste of time in a gross room.
(clattering)
Whoa! OK, this room is grosser.
Hello! These are all
Simon Tucker's old files.
- This must be part of his old store.
- Listen to this.
"If they try to steal my store from me,
they're going to pay dearly."
"These Capitalist pigs will feel
the wrath of Anti-Consumer Team."
- (squeaking)
- (girls gasp)
More rats!
I know how to get rid of them.
(coughing)
ALEX: What the...?
(gasps) Rats!
(girls pant)
- What do we do now?
- Just run!
Looks like this is the end
of the passageway.
Then let's make a new passageway.
(girls yell)
Huh?
(menacing growls)
I mean, how weird is that?
A bunch of anti-mall freaks
chasing us with wooden clubs.
Freaky indeed.
The club is made from
a very rare Sydney Red Gum Tree
which only grows in Sydney, Australia.
So, the wackos get their wood
from Australia. OK.
Is Simon Tucker from
Australia or something?
Fair assumption but we're not definite.
What we do know
is that his former store
was an Australian import shop.
No wonder his store went under!
JERRY:Speaking of under, you'll be
leaving for Down Under in one hour.
G'day, ladies!
OK, time to find Simon Tucker.
It should be cake,
luckily Australia's a tiny place.
- (music playing)
- You hear something?
(traditional music playing)
Peace, love, and groovy times, baby.
What is this place?
ALEX: What's with those patches?
(loud grunts)
Are those people doing tai chi?
Attack!
Destroy that mall!
GROUP: Down with malls!
Stop all shoppers! Demolish the walls!
- Whoa, these people are serious wackos.
- Look over there.
GROUP: Down with consumers!
A whole training camp
to learn how to destroy stores.
These people are like
my worst nightmare.
(rumbling)
CLOVER: What the...?
(panicked cries)
ALEX: This is where the stores end up?
CLOVER: They shoot through the tunnel,
like the one in Cairo.
That means Sam must be
around here somewhere.
MAN: I perfected a more potent patch.
Come to the lab.
MAN: Putting the patches on the temple
stimulates more of
the nerve endings faster.
Now, the "mind-think" serum
travels directly to the brain's core.
Our revolutionary anti-shopping army
will be even more powerful.
I think Simon will be happy.
SAM: You call yourselves
anti-shopping revolutionaries?
I think not!
BOTH: Sam?
As we carry out the revolution,
remember our goal.
To destroy all shopping. Right?!
ARMY: Right!
I can't hear you!
ARMY: Right! Shopping is evil, sir!
Man, Sam is totally brain-washed.
(gasps) It must be that
patch on her head.
Whatever it is, we have to get her
out of here, like now.
OK, we swoop down and net Sam.
Ready?
Huh? (yells)
(confused shouting)
Let me down!
You won't get away with this!
Retreat!
GIRLS: Ow! Hey!
(army cheers)
(heavy footsteps)
OVER PA SYSTEM:
Attention, anti-shoppers!
We have caught the infiltrators!
They're in Prison One!
I couldn't have designed
a better prison myself.
- Yeah! I hope there's a sale going on.
- (door opens)
- ALEX: Simon Tucker!
- That's me.
Welcome to your final minutes as
misguided, materialistic consumers.
After my technicians apply these
to your fragile temples,
I'll be proud to have you in my army.
We are not joining any army of yours.
- You're from Beverly Hills, aren't you?
- Yes, and proud of it.
And you love shopping.
Then you'll love this.
(girls shriek)
Sweet! These are fabulous,
and expensive!
Oh, they'd totally match that
short blue skirt you just bought.
Beverly Hills is a scourge,
the ultimate paradise for evil shoppers!
It's the most heinous example
of consumerism on earth.
ARMY: Down with consumers!
Down with malls!
Stop all shoppers! Demolish the walls!
I don't know what Beverly Hills
you're talking about.
And you are not going to get away
with your evil plan.
By the way, what is your evil plan?
Well, since you'll soon be helping
to carry it out, I guess I can tell you.
I plan on ridding the world of
all materialism and consumerism,
the very things that ruined my life.
I and ACT, my Anti-Consumerism Teams,
will destroy malls around the world,
starting with the new mall
in your Beverly Hills!
What?! No way, you creep! You can't!
(laughs) That's our new mall!
Nothing's going to stand between
us and that mall! You're going down!
(laughs / snaps fingers)
(beeping / clattering)
(girls scream / Clover giggles)
The jets are ready to leave, sir.
The armies of ACT are mobilized.
Sam, how can you do this?
It's Beverly Hills, our Beverly Hills.
Down with consumers!
ARMY: Down with malls!
Stop all shoppers! Demolish the walls!
Too bad you won't be in the army
to destroy your own mall,
but there are many others.
(clattering)
(beeping)
Well, time to go to the grand opening.
I mean, grand closing.
(evil laughter)
(clattering)
Hey, these scarves are from Paris.
(Clover groans)
(grunts)
Come on!
That was not the kind of
shopping spree I had in mind.
We have to get to the new
Beverly Hills mall right away!
The future of shopping depends on us!
(happy chattering)
(camera clicks)
(cheering)
ARMY: Down with consumers!
Down with malls!
Stop all shoppers! Demolish the walls!
(smashing)
ARMY: Stop all shoppers!
Demolish the walls!
Quick, use the Voice Altering
bullhorn thingy.
LOUDSPEAKER:This is Simon Tucker.
My faithful ACT army,
come destroy the third floor.
Troops!
ARMY: Down with consumers!
Down with malls!
(Sam yells)
(grunts)
Sam, snap out of it!
Remember us?
We're your friends, Clover and Alex.
(grunts) Shopping is evil!
We have to get those
stupid patches off her head.
(Alex and Clover gasp)
Oh my...!
(metal crunches)
Put on your halter.
We can grab Sam and parachute down.
(Sam grunts)
(girls scream)
CLOVER: Over there!
Land in the fountain!
Eww. That water looks nast!
(girls scream)
Wouldn't you like to take
a nice refreshing bath, Sammy?
Stay away! Ow!
Sorry.
Man, that was weird.
Was I like brain-washed, or something?
You totally were, but no time to chat!
Wait, I remember!
We have to save this mall.
Simon plans to blow it up.
- What do you think we've been doing?
- There he is!
We have to get the patches
off the ACT army and stop Simon.
Well, water should do the trick.
That's how yours came off.
Good point. I have a plan. Come on!
Troops, it's almost time
to commence the grand plan.
Come in closer and listen well.
(alarm rings)
(surprised gasps)
Peel your patches off. That's an order!
(army gasp)
Simon is an evil man.
He has no right to hurt innocent people
and destroy malls. Now let's stop him!
(cheering)
(crashing)
You won't win! You'll never win!
I have my new army!
- Are you close to it?
- Yeah!
(exclaims in surprise)
Huh?!
(commotion)
This can't be happening!
My plan was foolproof!
Congrats, girls, you've made the world
safe again for obsessive shoppers.
I swear I didn't steal it!
It was found in your bag,
that's the point,
and you have to deal
with the consequences.
And they're not pretty!
You have to believe me! Please!
I'm not the kind of person who'd steal.
Case closed. It was in your bag.
You are not going to
lie your way out of this one.
No one gets away with calling me
"beauty queen" and not meaning it.
This should bring down
that pathetic wanna-be.
(Mandy squeals)
You! I knew you were in on this!
Nice try, lady.
I hereby assign you to two weeks
on the store's cleaning crew.
Cleaning crew?!
I've never cleaned anything
in my entire life.
Can't I just hire someone
to do the cleaning for me?
While you're cleaning the mall,
why don't you take this opportunity
to clean up your act?
(Mandy gasps)
So, how did that TV turn on by itself?
And then show the exact tape you needed?
No need to thank me, girls.
It was my pleasure.
Jer, you rule!
(girls giggle)
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 ♪
VOICE OVER PA SYSTEM:
Welcome to the Windsor Mall,
London's newest and largest
shopping centre!
(people chattering)
This store is everything everyone
said it was going to be and more.
I could stay in here forever!
(buzzing)
(panicked cries)
(screaming)
CLOVER: This new mall
is the biggest thing
that's happened to me
since acrylic nails.
I can't wait until it's finished.
Me neither, just looking at it
gives me goose bumps.
Can't you guys build any faster?!
SAM: Take it easy, Alex,
malls aren't built in a day.
Well, until the new one's done
we're stuck with our old
tried and true luxury mall.
OK, one guess, who am I?
BOTH: Mandy!
(giggling)
Yes, who wants me now?
I'm so popular I can't even
seek refuge at the mall anymore.
(shrieks)
Oh, trying to be me? As if!
It would take you months with
a professional make-up artist
to achieve my look of perfection.
I was totally just
playing around, Mandy.
Yeah, lighten up a little
"beauty queen".
Let's blow this make-up stand.
No one gets away with calling me
"beauty queen" and not meaning it!
This should bring down
that pathetic wanna-be.
(beeping / gasps)
Hey, you, stop!
Thief! Get back here!
(guards pant)
(beeping / girls scream)
(laughter / gasps of surprise)
(girls grunt and sigh)
Third floor, gadgets, video,
and info on your next assignment.
(girls laughs)
This better be urgent. You interrupted
an important shopping spree.
Actually, this mission
hits very close to home.
It seems something or someone
is kidnapping shoppers
at exclusive stores
called "All the Rage"
destroying the stores in the process.
Destroying stores and abducting people
while they shop? How evil and horrible!
I know, I know. I'm here for you.
- Who could be behind this?
- That's where you come in.
- You'll be going undercover...
- As three gorgeous shoppers?
Actually, as three TV fashion reporters.
A-hem!
As three gorgeous TV fashion reporters
you'll be going to Cairo,
where we are fairly certain
this group's next action will be.
- It's your job to find out where...
- Yeah, we know!
Come on, girls, we have to save a store!
Hang on, don't forget your gadgets.
Oh, yeah. My favorite part.
Ultra-energy laser lip balm,
Jet-Pack Backpacks,
Hair-clip Monster-grips,
Fume-emitting "cameras",
Voice Alterer, Compact Parasols
which double as laser saws,
and, of course, some CASH.
Hello, it's the 21st century!
We all have credit cards.
CASH, is a Changeable Application
Spy Halter-top.
Could be a parachute,
a net, a floatation device.
- Cool!
- Yes, only the coolest for you girls.
Well, cheerio. Good luck in Cairo.
(girls shriek)
We're here live in ancient,
but fashionable, Egypt.
Hey! Point the camera at me, Spielberg.
Oopsie!
(cameras click)
(shoppers yell in delight)
- See anything strange?
- Not yet. I'm gonna go look around.
(shoppers chatter)
(buzzing)
(panicked cries)
ALEX: Sam! Sam!
There's some sort of
laser perimeter on those...
(grunts) Gates.
We have to save Sam!
There's a skylight. Let's go!
(terrified screams)
- Hey!
- Use the Parasol!
Good idea!
(drilling)
(Clover and Alex yell)
CLOVER: Cables. Do you think...?
It's like a huge elevator. Let's go!
(panicked cries below)
Oh, great! I hope Jer got the extended
warranty on this thing.
(girls scream)
- (squeaking)
- What's that sound?
BOTH: Yuck! Ew!
CLOVER: Ew, creepy, ew!
CLOVER: I'm sick of watching this tape.
We gotta figure out how to get Sam back.
Whoa, who is that freak?
CLOVER: Major freak!
Why is he so zoned while everyone
with half a brain is in a major panic?
Let's see what Jerry thinks.
Hello, ladies. Sorry about Sam.
I just sent you some
pictures from the store.
There's a calm, freaky guy
in the middle of the crowd.
Yes, I see him. Suspiciously calm, eh?
By the way, Clover, Beverly Hills mall
security office needs to see you ASAP.
Some trouble involving
shoplifted perfume?
(gasps) I didn't do it!
I'm just the messenger.
Ah, yes, here's the scoop.
The calm man on the tape
is Simon Tucker,
former owner of a popular
"mom and pop" store in Ireland
that was bought out by Harrows,
the high-end store that recently
opened a mall near Dublin.
Simon Tucker fought to save his store
but couldn't.
But why would he be kidnapping people?
Sounds like we're going to Ireland
to find out.
You are spot on correct,
my dear. Ta-ta.
(sighs)
(beeping)
- CLOVER: Hi, I'm calling about...
-Hey! You're the shoplifter!
I'm so not the shoplifter.
I'm totally innocent.
That's her! That Clover girl!
Ah! What is she doing there?
She's a liar.
You better turn yourself in, fugitive!
Why was that little witch, Mandy, there?
(groans) Who knows. I'd like to squash
her overly-perfumed head.
CLEANER: Hmm?
(loudly) I wonder what ever happened
to that nasty little mom-and-pop store
that used to be here?
Yes, Simon Tucker did formally
have a shop on this site.
We bought him out and built over him.
That's business.
He mustn't have been
too happy about that.
He was paid handsomely.
Now, please leave the store.
We only cater to a select
upscale clientele,
and you're not it.
(girls growl)
You really must leave
or I'll call Security.
OK! I'm having enough trouble
with Mall Security.
Girlfriend. Let's go.
ALEX: We've been kicked out
of better stores than this.
If this store is built over
Simon Tucker's old shop then...
Maybe we should drop by later
to do a little after-hours spying?
(camera clicks)
(evil laughter)
Exactly, there isn't squat about
Simon Tucker in any of these files.
Tell me about it! This was just
a big waste of time in a gross room.
(clattering)
Whoa! OK, this room is grosser.
Hello! These are all
Simon Tucker's old files.
- This must be part of his old store.
- Listen to this.
"If they try to steal my store from me,
they're going to pay dearly."
"These Capitalist pigs will feel
the wrath of Anti-Consumer Team."
- (squeaking)
- (girls gasp)
More rats!
I know how to get rid of them.
(coughing)
ALEX: What the...?
(gasps) Rats!
(girls pant)
- What do we do now?
- Just run!
Looks like this is the end
of the passageway.
Then let's make a new passageway.
(girls yell)
Huh?
(menacing growls)
I mean, how weird is that?
A bunch of anti-mall freaks
chasing us with wooden clubs.
Freaky indeed.
The club is made from
a very rare Sydney Red Gum Tree
which only grows in Sydney, Australia.
So, the wackos get their wood
from Australia. OK.
Is Simon Tucker from
Australia or something?
Fair assumption but we're not definite.
What we do know
is that his former store
was an Australian import shop.
No wonder his store went under!
JERRY:Speaking of under, you'll be
leaving for Down Under in one hour.
G'day, ladies!
OK, time to find Simon Tucker.
It should be cake,
luckily Australia's a tiny place.
- (music playing)
- You hear something?
(traditional music playing)
Peace, love, and groovy times, baby.
What is this place?
ALEX: What's with those patches?
(loud grunts)
Are those people doing tai chi?
Attack!
Destroy that mall!
GROUP: Down with malls!
Stop all shoppers! Demolish the walls!
- Whoa, these people are serious wackos.
- Look over there.
GROUP: Down with consumers!
A whole training camp
to learn how to destroy stores.
These people are like
my worst nightmare.
(rumbling)
CLOVER: What the...?
(panicked cries)
ALEX: This is where the stores end up?
CLOVER: They shoot through the tunnel,
like the one in Cairo.
That means Sam must be
around here somewhere.
MAN: I perfected a more potent patch.
Come to the lab.
MAN: Putting the patches on the temple
stimulates more of
the nerve endings faster.
Now, the "mind-think" serum
travels directly to the brain's core.
Our revolutionary anti-shopping army
will be even more powerful.
I think Simon will be happy.
SAM: You call yourselves
anti-shopping revolutionaries?
I think not!
BOTH: Sam?
As we carry out the revolution,
remember our goal.
To destroy all shopping. Right?!
ARMY: Right!
I can't hear you!
ARMY: Right! Shopping is evil, sir!
Man, Sam is totally brain-washed.
(gasps) It must be that
patch on her head.
Whatever it is, we have to get her
out of here, like now.
OK, we swoop down and net Sam.
Ready?
Huh? (yells)
(confused shouting)
Let me down!
You won't get away with this!
Retreat!
GIRLS: Ow! Hey!
(army cheers)
(heavy footsteps)
OVER PA SYSTEM:
Attention, anti-shoppers!
We have caught the infiltrators!
They're in Prison One!
I couldn't have designed
a better prison myself.
- Yeah! I hope there's a sale going on.
- (door opens)
- ALEX: Simon Tucker!
- That's me.
Welcome to your final minutes as
misguided, materialistic consumers.
After my technicians apply these
to your fragile temples,
I'll be proud to have you in my army.
We are not joining any army of yours.
- You're from Beverly Hills, aren't you?
- Yes, and proud of it.
And you love shopping.
Then you'll love this.
(girls shriek)
Sweet! These are fabulous,
and expensive!
Oh, they'd totally match that
short blue skirt you just bought.
Beverly Hills is a scourge,
the ultimate paradise for evil shoppers!
It's the most heinous example
of consumerism on earth.
ARMY: Down with consumers!
Down with malls!
Stop all shoppers! Demolish the walls!
I don't know what Beverly Hills
you're talking about.
And you are not going to get away
with your evil plan.
By the way, what is your evil plan?
Well, since you'll soon be helping
to carry it out, I guess I can tell you.
I plan on ridding the world of
all materialism and consumerism,
the very things that ruined my life.
I and ACT, my Anti-Consumerism Teams,
will destroy malls around the world,
starting with the new mall
in your Beverly Hills!
What?! No way, you creep! You can't!
(laughs) That's our new mall!
Nothing's going to stand between
us and that mall! You're going down!
(laughs / snaps fingers)
(beeping / clattering)
(girls scream / Clover giggles)
The jets are ready to leave, sir.
The armies of ACT are mobilized.
Sam, how can you do this?
It's Beverly Hills, our Beverly Hills.
Down with consumers!
ARMY: Down with malls!
Stop all shoppers! Demolish the walls!
Too bad you won't be in the army
to destroy your own mall,
but there are many others.
(clattering)
(beeping)
Well, time to go to the grand opening.
I mean, grand closing.
(evil laughter)
(clattering)
Hey, these scarves are from Paris.
(Clover groans)
(grunts)
Come on!
That was not the kind of
shopping spree I had in mind.
We have to get to the new
Beverly Hills mall right away!
The future of shopping depends on us!
(happy chattering)
(camera clicks)
(cheering)
ARMY: Down with consumers!
Down with malls!
Stop all shoppers! Demolish the walls!
(smashing)
ARMY: Stop all shoppers!
Demolish the walls!
Quick, use the Voice Altering
bullhorn thingy.
LOUDSPEAKER:This is Simon Tucker.
My faithful ACT army,
come destroy the third floor.
Troops!
ARMY: Down with consumers!
Down with malls!
(Sam yells)
(grunts)
Sam, snap out of it!
Remember us?
We're your friends, Clover and Alex.
(grunts) Shopping is evil!
We have to get those
stupid patches off her head.
(Alex and Clover gasp)
Oh my...!
(metal crunches)
Put on your halter.
We can grab Sam and parachute down.
(Sam grunts)
(girls scream)
CLOVER: Over there!
Land in the fountain!
Eww. That water looks nast!
(girls scream)
Wouldn't you like to take
a nice refreshing bath, Sammy?
Stay away! Ow!
Sorry.
Man, that was weird.
Was I like brain-washed, or something?
You totally were, but no time to chat!
Wait, I remember!
We have to save this mall.
Simon plans to blow it up.
- What do you think we've been doing?
- There he is!
We have to get the patches
off the ACT army and stop Simon.
Well, water should do the trick.
That's how yours came off.
Good point. I have a plan. Come on!
Troops, it's almost time
to commence the grand plan.
Come in closer and listen well.
(alarm rings)
(surprised gasps)
Peel your patches off. That's an order!
(army gasp)
Simon is an evil man.
He has no right to hurt innocent people
and destroy malls. Now let's stop him!
(cheering)
(crashing)
You won't win! You'll never win!
I have my new army!
- Are you close to it?
- Yeah!
(exclaims in surprise)
Huh?!
(commotion)
This can't be happening!
My plan was foolproof!
Congrats, girls, you've made the world
safe again for obsessive shoppers.
I swear I didn't steal it!
It was found in your bag,
that's the point,
and you have to deal
with the consequences.
And they're not pretty!
You have to believe me! Please!
I'm not the kind of person who'd steal.
Case closed. It was in your bag.
You are not going to
lie your way out of this one.
No one gets away with calling me
"beauty queen" and not meaning it.
This should bring down
that pathetic wanna-be.
(Mandy squeals)
You! I knew you were in on this!
Nice try, lady.
I hereby assign you to two weeks
on the store's cleaning crew.
Cleaning crew?!
I've never cleaned anything
in my entire life.
Can't I just hire someone
to do the cleaning for me?
While you're cleaning the mall,
why don't you take this opportunity
to clean up your act?
(Mandy gasps)
So, how did that TV turn on by itself?
And then show the exact tape you needed?
No need to thank me, girls.
It was my pleasure.
Jer, you rule!
(girls giggle)