02x14 - Stark Raving Mad

[bunniefuu]

[theme - moonbaby, "here we go"]

THEME SONG: 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.

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
we'll get on with the show.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

I am psyched!

This rave is
supposed to be live!

But are you sure this
is the right place?

Well, this is the
address on the invitation.

Then what are we waiting for?

Rave on!

[party music playing]

[aggressive yelling]

You know, Alex, when you
invited us to go skating,

I thought you meant somewhere--

Cool, like the
Venice Boardwalk.

But what could be cooler
than a '70s disco roller rink?

Uh, sorry, Alex.

Time doesn't permit
me to answer that.

I knew I should've gone to
the Pablo Picardo exhibit

at the museum.

Come on, guys.

I've been wanting to go retro
skating since, like, forever.

More like lameo skating.

And what's with those skates?

Do you think they put
the wheels in the corners

by mistake?

The cute guy at the
skate shop swore it's

what he and all his friends--

Cute guy?

Friends of cute guy?

Oops.

Wrong com thingy.

[laughing]

Oh no!

What have I done?

Forget about it, Alex.

WOOHP's got dozens
more compowders

where that came from.

It's not the compowder
I'm upset about.

It's the mirror!

I broke it and now I'm doomed
to seven years of bad luck!

Whatever, Alex.

That's just a superstition.

No, it isn't.

It's a jinx.

And we'd better get
to the roller rink

fast before something
bad happens to us.

Oh, I thought going to the
roller rink was the bad thing.

My roller rink!

It's been totally trashed
and it's all my fault!

Alex, what are talking about?

Hello, I broke a mirror?

I told you it would
bring me bad luck.

OK, I seriously doubt
a ruined roller rink has

anything to do with bad luck.

Yeah.

I mean, when you think about it,
it's actually kind of good luck

because now we can go
blading at the Boardwalk.

Or even better, to the mall!

They'll let us go
blading at the mall?

No.

Shopping at the mall.

Sure, if we hail
that taxi first.

Taxi!

Well, hello girls.

So glad you could drop by.

We have another
crisis on our hands.

Apparently, during
the past few nights,

numerous local establishments
have been completely destroyed.

ALL: Huh?

You mean like the roller rink?

Among others.

Smoothie King,
Pumps, Platforms, and

Pinkies, and even the
new Scrunchie City

was struck, as well.

Not Scrunchie City!

I'm afraid so, Clover.

I'm truly sorry.

Oh no.

Bad luck strikes again.

Perhaps, although this
violent rampage began long

before you broke your mirror.

And expensive compowder.
- But why?

Who's doing this?

We're not certain,
but we believe

it's the work of some
underground group

of anarchists.

We were able to salvage
this videotape from a roller

rink security monitor.

As you can see, there's
obviously a deliberate act

of destruction.

If there was music, I'd say
it was a deliberately out there

rave.

I beg your pardon?

You know, a rave?

As in underground,
after-hours party?

Hm?

You don't know what a rave is?

That is so weird.

Not half as weird as the
fact that there was a rave

and I didn't know about it.

Whoever they are, we
suspect that they'll

strike again tonight.

Well, then what are we
hanging around here for?

Lay Placing gadgets on us, Jer.

I was hoping you'd say that.

Tonight, you will be
utilizing the Heat Sensor 6000

infrared sunglasses, the
expendable cable bungee

belt, and ultrasensitive
two-clip banana

beret listening device.

Too cute!

Any other questions?
Good.

Well, ta-ta.

Clover, Alex,
see anything yet?

Negative, Sammy.

Everything looks normal.

Normal?

These glasses totally clash.

How come those WOOHP brainiacs
can make see-in-the-dark

glasses, but they can't
make them in a series

of fashionable colors?

Hey, wait a minute.

What's that?

Looks like something's
going on at the art museum.

The art museum?

Cool!

I mean, oh.

First a roller rink
and now an art museum?

When is it going to be my turn
to pick where we're going?

[far-off music playing]

Hm.

That's strange.

It's locked.

Sounds like somebody
got inside somehow.

A lot of somebodies.

And here come more now.

Quick, you guys, hide!

It's David.

What's he doing here?

The question is,
what's he doing with her?

Silly, they're
going to the museum.

Correction.

They're going to a rave.

Come on.

Now's our chance.

Invitations?

Invitations?

Yeah.

This party's invitation only.
- Oh.

Well, you see, there must
be some kind of mix-up

because I always get invited
to, like, everywhere.

So somebody clearly made
a major social faux pas

and totally forgot to invite me.

No invite, no admission.

Beat it.

I can't believe our bad luck.

I can't believe that
David's with Mandy.

What's that about?

Who cares?

We've got to think of a way
to get inside that museum.

Or not.

[aggressive yelling]

OK.

I can understand David and Mandy
getting invited, but Arnold?

Now I'm totally offended.

Now's our chance.

[gasps]

Oh no!

They destroyed that
Picardo painting.

How can she tell?

Don't look at me.

This is weird, you guys.

This isn't like any
rave I've ever been to.

Maybe it wasn't a rave.

So then how do
you explain the DJ?

After him!

I bet the DJ knows who's
behind this anti-rave.

Come on!

There he goes!

ALL: [exasperated sighs]

Now which way did he go?

Huh?

Up-way?

I think this calls for the
expendable cable bungee belt.

Do I have to do
everything myself?

Four belly sweaters, monkey
boxers, and other cute things.

This is where you get off.

Oops.

How did he do that?

With a really sharp nail file.

What's this?

Beats me, but I'm having
a major deja vu moment.

Yeah.

And since it fell out
of our friend's pocket,

something tells me we should
send it to WOOHP for analyzing.

OK, so am I the only
one who thinks it's

strange that we're totally
out of the rave loop?

It's not strange
when you're jinxed.

Or at least not any
stranger than that.

Wow.

Looks like everybody in school
went shopping last night.

Girls, there is
definitely something strange

going on here.

And I say it's time
we found out what.

Ugh!

Hey, Mandy!

Been to any raves lately?

Did you happen to
catch the new Pablo

Picardo exhibit at the museum?

Huh?

Love the new look, Arnold.

Who's your personal shopper?

Hyper rave--

--is the wave--

--of the future.

"Hyper rave is the
wave of the future?"

Like that was helpful.

ALL: Not.

So now what?

Hm.

What else?

We accessorize.

[IN RECEIVER] So
you going tonight?

[IN RECEIVER] Got my
invitation right here.

BOTH [IN RECEIVER]: Hyper rave
is the wave of the future!

Well, one thing's for sure.

There's another rave tonight.

If only we were invited.

Leave this one to me.

Oops!

Tonight, 10:00 PM,
Beverly Hills Mall.

Finally.

I was beginning to think we
were never going shopping.

[party music playing]

Rings and Things!

We may not know who's
organizing these raves,

but they sure are
picking better locations.

Hey!

Now if they would only
work on their guest list.

Yeah!

Or not.

[phone ringing]

Girls, I'm so
glad I found you.

We got the results
back from WOOHP's lab

analysis of that strange
glowing microdisk you found.

What did you say?

I said, we got
the results back

on the microdisk you found!

Jerry, you're really
going to have to speak up.

We can't hear you
over the music.

[ON LOUDSPEAKER]
Girls, listen!

On the surface, the disk
is just a benign collection

of mediocre, monotonous music.

But in fact, the disk is
a micro digital virus,

capable of extremely violent--

Weird.

I usually get great
reception in this mall.

You think someone's
blurring our transmission?

No.

I think you're shopping with
someone cursed with bad luck.

Hello, earth to
Alex and Clover.

We're investigating,
not shopping.

That blasted music.

You'd think it would
give their brains--

[party music playing]

The music!

They were listening to the same
music that was on the disk.

Huh?

[crashing]

Hyper rave is the
wave of the future!

Hyper rave is the
wave of the future!

Hyper rave is the
wave of the future!

[party music playing]

Hyper rave is the
wave of the future!

I've got to warn my spies.

I've just figured out
what's weird about this rave.

It's completely tame.

Yeah.

Where are all the
interesting guys?

Looks like it's
time to mix things up.

What the-- we have
some visitors.

Why don't you ask them to dance?

Party time, girls.

[gasps]

Don't look now, ladies,
but I think we have

some serious party crashers.

Get 'em!

Ow!

Watch it with the hair.

Talk about a wedgie.

Maybe it's time you
sat this dance out.

Hey!

Well, well, well.

If it isn't the
little spy girls.

ALL: [gasps]

Sebastian!

You're the DJ?

I should've known someone
as sick and twisted as you

would be behind these raves.

DJ, twisted
criminal mastermind--

titles are so meaningless to me.

What interests me is revenge.

Am I the only one who's
still stuck on the fact

that Mr. Sebastian is the DJ?

It's not so hard to
understand, really.

You sent me to prison.

I escaped.

And now I'm getting revenge.

So not inviting us to
your raves is your revenge?

Boy, are you rusty in
the villain department.

Not if those raves end up
destroying every single place

the three of you
hold near and dear.

He's right.

The first rave ruined
Alex's roller rink.

The second rave totally
trashed my museum.

And now this rave--

--is going to destroy my mall?

That is so evil!

Now do you believe
me about the bad luck?

And the beauty of it is that
I don't have lift a finger.

Those kids are going
to do it all for me.

All I have to do is play this
micro digital virus and anyone

hearing it will be instantly
hypnotized and programmed

to do my bidding.

Which, let me guess, has
something to do with destroying

our favorite hangouts?

Exactly.

Care for a demonstration?

I don't hear anything.

Hello, this glass
is soundproof.

But let me assure
you, your friends

down there can hear every note.

[party music playing]

This is horrible!

[laughing evilly]

And this is nothing
compared to what

I've got planned for my finale.

It'll be a real
learning experience.

This is where you get off.

Hyper rave is the
wave of the future!

That was so uncalled for.

What a loser.

And what does he
mean about his finale

being a learning experience?

Isn't that, like,
the total opposite

reason for having a rave?

A real learning experience?

Oh no!

He plans to destroy
Beverly High!

Then we have to get out of
here and get to the school

right away!

[party music playing]

Looks pretty tame so far.

Something tells
me it's not going

to stay this way for long.

Let's get down there.

Time to pump up the volume.

Suddenly I don't feel so good.

Yeah.

Me neither.

What are you talking about?

I feel perfectly--

ALL: Hyper rave is the
wave of the future!

Enjoy the party, girls.

Good heavens.

I hope I'm not too late.

Will somebody please
unlock this door?

Thank you.

And thank you,
WOOHP Laboratories,

for these sensible,
soundproof earplugs.

[yelling]

STUDENTS: Hyper rave is
the wave of the future!

Hyper rave is the
wave of the future!

Hello, girls.

Good to see you again.

ALEX: Get him!

Girls, listen to me.

No, better yet, don't
listen to the music.

Oh dear.

This isn't going well.

Jerry, you're,
like, a total mess.

Hi, Jerry.

What are you doing here?

Care to dance before you die?

Well, what are you
three staring at?

In case you've
forgotten, we've got

a major psycho to deal with.

Come on.

We've got to stop Sebastian.

Sebastian's gone.

And apparently
he's found a way

to broadcast his music by way
of some remote-feed hookup.

There he is, up on the roof.

We've got to stop him
before it's too late.

Are you thinking
what I"m thinking?

You three!

Surprise!

Grr!

Song's over, Sebastian!

Guess Sebastian's
pretty fly after all.

Oops.

Um, don't worry, guys.

I've got it all under control.

SEBASTIAN: [panicked yelling]

ALL: Whoa!

See?

What'd I tell you?

STUDENTS: Whoa.

Nice work, girls.

Sorry about the sign, Jerry.

Guess I've got to
work on my landing.

On the contrary, Alex,
your landing skills

are what saved the school
from complete destruction.

Turns out the sign was
where Sebastian was

broadcasting his music from.

So the rave's over?

Everybody's back to normal?

Well, I wouldn't
say everybody.

ALL: [laughing]

Ew.

Somebody's school needs
a serious makeover.

Yeah.

Thanks to that rave,
this place is a mess.

And what's weird is no one
remembers a thing about it.

It's like Sebastian's disk
erased everyone's memory.

Hey, did you hear?

Vandals broke into
the school last night

and totally trashed it.

Makes you so upset you just want
to clean the whole place up,

you know?

See what I mean?

And to think this
all happened because I

broke that stupid mirror.

Urg!

Huh?

Alex, that jinx
thingy is so last week.

Nuh-uh.

It's not last week
or even last month.

It's going to be for
a whole seven years.

Ah!

Stop!

Walking under a ladder
is major bad luck!

Maybe normally.

But a second bad luck
on top of a first bad luck

just cancels the
first bad luck out.

Get it?

You're neutralized.

Oh wow.

That's great!

Thanks, guys.

Finally this bad
luck stuff is over.

Oh no.

You don't think that when we
pulled Alex under the ladder--

--we got jinxed?

Good luck, girls, because
now that you're jinxed,

you'll need it.

[theme music]