02x26 - Toying Around

[bunniefuu]

[music playing]

Here we go again on the
road, and then we'll shop.

So one, two, three,
now baby, here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

On a mission under cover,
and we're in control.

Here we go.

Here we go.

We're totally spies and
get on with the show.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

[music playing]

[alarm]

SECURITY: Intruder alert.

Intruder alert.

Hold it right there.

Must be a false alarm.

Hit the deck.

We're under attack.

I can't remember the last
time I felt so energized

after shopping.

It's amazing.

Maybe it has something
to do with the fact

that you brought your
own personal pack

mule along Clover.

Isn't Randy just the best?

Wait right here
my precious flower.

I'll bring the car around.

OK, Randy, if you insist.

Don't you think it's mean to
take advantage of poor Randy

like that.

Yeah, what is he, a
boyfriend or a boy toy?

Please I can't help it if
I am so irresistible guys

compelled to tend
to my every need.

Wow, that's like
seriously quick.

I didn't want to
keep the most gorgeous

girl in Beverly Hills waiting.

Aw, Randy, you're too much.

So where are we
supposed to sit.

In the front with me.

And what about Randy?

Don't worry about me.

I'll take the bus.

That's a fabulous idea.

Clover.

What?

Randy doesn't mind.

Now are you two going
to get in or what?

Bye Clover!

I can't believe you actually
let Randy take the bus.

That is just so wrong.

You know you're right.

I shouldn't have let him
get away before reminding

him to pick up my dry cleaning.

Now who's up for an
afternoon at the beach.

Are you sure that's
such a good idea?

It's getting kind of dark out.

Huh?

That's not darkness.

It's [inaudible].

Good afternoon, ladies.

Hi.

It was good until now.

Yes, I apologize
for the interruption,

but I have something
rather urgent.

Cool.

It's like we're at the drive in.

Except there's no popcorn
or cute boys to smooch.

Girls, focus.

Sorry.

Intruder alert.

Intruder alert.

Hold it right there.

As you can see, there has been
a break in at the high security

military base in Nevada.

Some top secret
artificial intelligence

microchips were stolen.

Freaky.

Well, it could be
if the chips were

to fall into the wrong hands.

From what I understand,
they're quite powerful.

Then I guess we
better hurry up

and find out where they went.

Indeed.

And now for your gadgets.

Infrared motion detective
sun glasses, expandable cable

bungee belts, titanium drew
heeled boots, retractable razor

faux nails in cosmic blue,
and an electromagnetic field

dispenser walkman.

Awesome.

I can listen to music and kick
bad guy butt at the same time.

Goodbye girls, or as they
say in the military, shove off.

So all that's missing
are the AI microchips.

Affirmative.

And there's no sign of
forced entry into the base.

That's correct.

Just a small hole
blown in the side

of the building way too small
for anybody to squeeze through.

Unless the thieves were mice.

What?

Like weirder things
haven't happened.

Any idea why someone would
want to steal this stuff?

Maybe to build a robot.

Maybe to build some
kind of smart weapon.

Some similar chips were
stolen about a year ago.

Let's spread out
and look for clues.

Huh?

Hey, check this out.

What is it?

It looks like our
standard issue combat helmet

only really tiny.

All of a sudden Alex's mice
theory does sound so dumb.

Thank you.

Let's show it to Jerry.

Maybe he can shed
some light on things.

It's an accessory for a
lot of action figure toys.

Limited edition high
end soldiers call

combat Chuck and combat Betty.

Let me get this straight.

Whoever broke into the base
brought toys with them?

It would appear that way.

Is it me, or are bad guys just
getting more and more pathetic?

So where can we
find these combat

Chucks and comment Bettys.

It says here they're only
sold at one store, Toy Universe

in Burbank, California.

Then I guess that's the
next place we're going.

We'll be in touch, Jerry.

You coming, Clover?

Right after I
check my messages.

Ugh, talk about majorly rude.

Randy left me 35 messages.

But I thought you liked
him acting like a servant

and tending to your every need.

Yeah, I do, but that
doesn't give him the right

to monopolize my voicemail.

I mean, hello, with
him clogging up

my system, how am I supposed to
keep up a normal social life?

You're not, because we're on
an important mission, remember?

Oh, right, the amateur bad
guy with the toy obsession.

Let's do it.

Cool toys, but I don't
get what they have to do

with the break in at the base.

Or with a bunch of
artificial intelligence chips.

In that case, we
should just pack it in.

I mean, you know,
we probably still

have time to hit the beach.

[music playing]

Look out!

Huh?

[music playing]

OK, I'm all for
realistic toys,

but this is out of control.

What are they doing?

Looks like they're
expanding their army

Dr. Frankenstein style.

I think I'm
starting to understand

the artificial intelligence
microchip connection.

Come on.
Let's get out of here.

Where do you ladies
think you're going?

[scream]

No where.

You got that
right little lady.

Get them.

[screams]

Ow.

That hurts.

Get away from me.

Sorry, but I can't stay.

After her.

No one escapes.

[plane sounds]

[screams]

You're lucky I didn't
bring my fly swatter pal.

That'll teach you
to mess with my hair.

Don't mind if I do.

Hey.

Take that cowboy.

Oh, dear.

Everybody OK?

[sirens]

[screams]

Bring up the hardware grunts.

Ouch.

Ouch.

No!

Get a medic up
here on the double.

Nice distraction.

Now let's run for it.

Perfect, we've got
those cream puffs trapped.

What do we do now?

Hope for a miracle.

Does a mysterious fan count?

Get in.

Works for me.

Attention air brigade,
take out that van.

Uh oh, we've got company.

Look out.

OK, that was a little
too close for comfort.

Don't worry.

I have a plan.

Sweet.

Now do you mind telling
us who the heck you are?

My name's Seth.

I'm a toy designer.

Oh, let me guess.

You're responsible for
those evil little creatures

back there.

I'm afraid so.

Man, I think you better
re-examine your definition

of the word toy.

Totally, I mean, what's
with this microchip

I found on a dinosaurs head.

Let me see that.

It says here it has
an extremely powerful

internal electronic
energy source

and numerous microprocessors.

There's only one organization
that could've created something

like this, The US military.

About a year ago, I
borrowed a few chips

from them to make
my soldiers the most

realistic toys on the market.

Borrowed?

Sounds more like you stole them.

OK, I stole them, but
I swear I didn't realize

how powerful the chips were.

I didn't know they would
make the toys act this way.

It's like they have minds of
their own now, criminal minds.

So you mean this time
the toys are the ones

that broke into the base.

Yeah, they're
totally out of control.

Wow, I guess that
explains the helmet we found

and the tiny hole.

And now they're using
the chips to create

an army of other toys.

Why would they do that?

I'm not sure.

And frankly, I'm, kind
of, afraid to find out.

Randy?

How did you find me.

Believe me, it wasn't easy.

Well, what do you want?

I thought you might want a
sweater in case you got cold.

It's supposed to get
pretty chilly tonight.

Randy, could you do
me a mega big favor?

Your wish is my
command, darling.

Could you get lost,
because I'm, like, totally

in the middle of something.

No problem.

I'll see you later.

OK, Randy just went from
being the best to being a pest.

And now on to more
pressing matters

like stopping those toys.

But we don't know
where they are.

They may go back
to my toy factory.

It's, kind of, their home base.

Then we should make sure
we're there waiting for them.

Let's hit it.

So why are we sneaking
into Seth's place again?

We don't want to
take any chances.

Yeah, I've had enough
ambushes for one day.

Come on.

We can go in through here.

I can't see anything.

Do a quick scan for us, Alex.

I think I see
something right below us.

Let's take them out.

That'll teach you to--

hey, how come they're
not fighting back.

These must be last
season's models,

the ones without the chips.

Then I guess we got
our bungees in a twist

over nothing.

What the--

[screams]

Take no prisoners.

OK, this is
officially surreal,

not to mention embarrassing.

That's enough lip
out of you, missy.

Pipe down, fall in line.

Suck in that gut.

OK, Mr. Toy Sir.

Excellent plan
to lead the enemy

right into our trap commander.

But there was no plan.
I was--

The platoon is
ready to carry out

the final mission, an as*ault on
the United Countries building.

You can't do that.

People are going to get hurt.

As your commander, I order
you to lay down your arms.

Traitor, seize
this prisoner of w*r.

You're relieved of
your commanding duty.

We'll take over the
world without you.

I was afraid he was going
to say something like that.

For only being alive
for a couple of days,

that sergeant really has
this bad guy thing down.

This is all my fault. I
never intended for the toys

to be so dangerous.

Speaking of
dangerous, you think

those many landmines are real?

[sneeze]

[expl*si*n]

Does that answer
your question?

Don't worry.

I got us into this mess.

I'll get us out.

Maybe we could swing
over to that table.

It's worth a shot.

Woah.

Woah.

Hey, it's working.

Just a little farther--

Woah.

Nobody move.

I'll walk us out
of the minefield.

Follow my footsteps precisely.

That didn't sound good.

OK, when I say
go, everyone run.

No offense, Seth, but your
toy factory is anything but fun.

Girls, the United
Countries building

has come under
siege in the middle

of an important peace summit.

You must rush there immediately.

The fate of the
summit depends on you.

We're on it.

And by the way, we need
you to pick someone up.

Consider it done.

I've got your location.

Sorry, Seth, but technically
you are a criminal.

Come on girls.

It looks like they already
took over the building.

We're going to have to
find a different way in.

When I said a different
way, I didn't mean the sewer.

You better not be expecting me
to crawl up through a toilet.

It looks like they're rounding
up the peace summit delegates.

We've got to get those
people out of there.

What that's little
creep doing now.

He must be using the
UC building as a w*r room

to plot the overthrow
of the world.

I used to think the idea of a
world run by toys sounded cute,

but now I think
it's just creepy.

We have to take this
army out of commission.

It's now or never.

Clover, you come with me.

Alex, when we distract the
toys, go free the delegates.

These retractable
razor faux nails

should help put a damper on
that little w*r mongers plans.

Of all the lousy times
to break your nails.

Look out.

Here comes the heavy a*tillery.

Don't worry.

I'll get you out
of here in no time.

I've got one more
trick up my sleeve.

Ow, hey.

Wouldn't you rather
have a nice tea party.

Here I am fly boy.

Come and get me.

No!

Quick, run for it.

OK, you want to
play rough dolly's?

I can play rough.

Mission over, cupcake.

Troops attack.

Why did Seth have to
make his toys so durable?

Huh?

Hang on, guys.

I'll save you.

Now I got you, little missy.

That's it, the
electromagnetic field disperser.

Alex, throw me the walkman.

Play times over.

No.

Nicely done, ladies.

The world is once again
safe from renegade toys.

Somehow that doesn't sound as
impressive as it actually is.

Do we really have
to send Seth to jail?

He did steal classified
military technology.

But seeing as he saved
your lives back there,

I'm going to recommend
an intense regimen

of community service.

Randy, what are
you doing here?

Waxing your car, my lovely.

I had a little time left over
after I did your homework

and baked you these
fat free macaroons.

Randy, I think
we need to talk.

Is it the cookies?

Are you allergic to coconut.

No, it's not the cookies.

It's our relationship.

I just don't think
I can date a guy

who caters to my every whim.

You can't?

I know.

It sounds totally
crazy, but I need

to be with someone I can have
a real relationship with, not

a boy toy.

So you're dumping me?

Yes, but we can still
be friends, right?

OK, well, I guess
you better go.

I need to find another date
for the Teen Sickle concert

tonight.

Huh, Teen Sickle concert?

I scored front row tickets.

Anyway, I'll see you around.

Randy?

Wait.

I made a big mistake.

I really want to date you again.

Randy, please you're the best.

I'll even do your laundry.

[music playing]