03x05 - Morphing Is Sooo 1987

[bunniefuu]

[music playing]

Hmm.

[music playing]

Hmm?

[gasp] [scream]

[music playing]

Alex, could you go
dribble somewhere else?

I'm so sick of anything
related to soccer.

You know, soccer
tryouts are coming up.

And this year, the team is coed.

Coed soccer?

Count me in.

[glass breaking]

No soccer inside!

House rules, girls.

Sorry, Mom.

Oh, I mean Sam.

And I thought living without
parents was going to be fun.

Here's the thing--

even though we live on
our own, we need rules.

Because without
rules, there's chaos.

Hello?

Look around this place.

It's a total dump.

[music playing]

If we follow this chart, the
house will be clean in no time.

Clover, you're on bathroom duty.
- Ew!

It smells in there.

Alex, since today is
the second odd Wednesday

of the month, you get
to clean the gutters.

OK.

What's a gutter?

Time to find out.

OK, how come you're
not on the chart?

Ugh.

That is the kind of
attitude that got this house

messy in the first place.

Now, let's get cleaning.

[music playing]

Ew.

Uh, ew.

Ew.

Oh!

[grunting]

[music playing]

[doorbell ringing]

I'll get it!

It's probably the
cleaning supplies I ordered

from I-got-messy-roommates.com.

Um, hello?

Mr. Mail Boy, this
is the address

to the house across the street.

Looks like somebody He
can't take a little criticism.

Talk about disgruntled
postal employees.

[music playing]

Uh, ew.

[music playing]

This isn't gonna hold him!

I'm tired of playing defense!

[music playing]

Uh, guys?

He's gone.

Hmm, you call this clean?

No, I call it gunk.

Girls, what an
unexpected pleasure.

Except for the fact that
we're all in your bathroom.

Jerry, we need to talk.

[screaming]

So nice to see you girls.

Cool tank.

JERRY: It's filled
with specimens

from the Indian Ocean.

And nasty fish gunk.

Not for long.

Oh, GLADIS.

Hey, Jer, does
she clean bathrooms?

And gutters?

I don't do gutters.

Neither does Alex.

I see that living
together has done

wonders for your friendship.

Huh?

OK, get this.

We were cleaning the house
because Miss sl*ve Driver here

is totally against fun.

And then?

And then this
crazed mailman smashed

a whole through our wall.

And then he threw
a fridge at us!

But the weirdest
thing is he just

disappeared without a trace.

Oh, hey!

Maybe he did leave a trace.

[music playing]

You sure that's not mildew?

Quite sure.

It's an unknown metal-based
substance that has

been traced to three locations.

You girls will look for
clues at its source.

Please be somewhere fabulous.

The first is a sulfur
mine in northern Uzbekistan.

Pugh!

The second is a
sewage treatment

facility in New Brunswick.

[gasps]

We'll take number three.

A wise choice.

You girls are off to an
abandoned wig factory.

ALEX: Phew!

On

On this mission, you will
have the following gadgets--

the wind tunnel 9000 hair
dryer, the bio lab watch,

and our newest device,
the quick slick.

GLADIS, if you would.

I apologize in advance.

Why did she apologize?

Because the quick slick
is equipped with a supply

of extra slippery crude oil.

Press here.

[screaming]

Hmm.

[music playing]

This place is creepier
than a sci-fi convention.

We've got company.

We're not going to get any
information out of this one.

[music playing]

The floor sounds
different here.

Really?

Let me try.

Maybe it's a secret door.

But how do we open it?

[screaming]

The air contains traces of the
metal we found in our bathroom.

Great!

Now we don't have to
go the sulfur mine.

[crashing]

Incoming!

[music playing]

Let's go!

There's nothing worse
than frizzy hair!

Target sighted!

Where do you
think you're going?

This was way too easy.

We didn't even break a sweat.

I bet it's a trap.

We step forward, unmask
the villain, and blammo,

something explodes.

Let's see what's
under that heinous wig.

No way!

It's Tim Scam!

You're supposed to be in jail!

And you're supposed
to be at home.

It is, after all,
a school night.

[mumbling]

I'll check it out.

Now all my plans are ruined.

For a lousy criminal,
you're, like, really lousy.

And what's with the wig?

A little style never hurt.

That's something you girls
will never understand.

[cackling]

Look who I found--

our real mailman.

So you were behind
the attack at our house?

You are good.

Save your breath.

I'm not going to explain it.

Let's call Jerry to send
someone to pick up Scam.

Then we have got to get home
to separate our recyclables.

Oh.

[music playing]

[bell ringing]

[music playing]

I'm glad we got
rid of Tim Scam.

That guys' like
a nasty cold sore

that never seems to go away.

Ew!

Saltwater taffy.

It's full of energy
for soccer practice.

Want one?

I say no thanks.

And my dentist says no thanks.

Come on, already!

We need to practice.

Remember, coed!

Just try and stop me.

[music playing]

CLOVER: Goal!

[cackling]

Ugh, I hope she
doesn't come over.

Way to jinx it.

You lizards
might as well quit.

There is no position called
fashion victim in soccer.

Gross!

Silver clashes with
my gold accessories!

[music playing]

Ew, sweat!

And it's mine.

This practice is over.

Hey, why don't you
make yourself useful

and kick the ball over here?

[music playing]

Mandy, didn't you have your
braces off in grade seven?

CLOVER: [gasp] Uh, just a
hunch, but I think Mandy's going

to make the team this year.

What is with the
morphing Mandy machine?

I thought we solved this
case when we captured Scam.

Uh.

Uh.

[music playing]

[gasp] Mandy!

[music playing]

Hard to believe,
but she's even

nastier than the real Mandy.

[screaming]

[music playing]

Better watch your step.

[music playing]

This looks familiar.

Let's check it out in the lab.

[music playing]

Wow.

It's the same stuff that
Scam was making in his lab.

It looks like it can
absorb the DNA of whatever

it comes into contact with.

And we've seen it can
make things into nastier

versions of themselves.

[growling]

What's that all about?

Sorry.

Running for your life sure
builds up an appetite.

[squeaking]

[music playing]

Hey!

Back off!

Uh-oh.

What now?

Oh, it's only you, Arnold.

ARNOLD: Hey, girls.

Great to see you here.

Now we can all study for
next week's test together.

Yeah, that's an idea, Arnold.

Why don't you run to the caf and
pick us up some study muffins?

Hey, what's
happening back there?

[screaming]

Arnold, get out of here!

You can study tomorrow!

Do you get the feeling that
we're not very popular anymore?

[music playing]

We are totally not
studying together!

[music playing]

Whoa.

Uh, some help would be nice.

CLOVER: Timber.

Sorry, Arnold.

Nothing personal.

[music playing]

[screaming]

[music playing]

Achoo!

[music playing]

Ew!

[screaming]

By the way, gesundheit.

Three times in two days?

This must be serious.

You better believe it, Jerry!

[screaming]

Uh-oh.

You can't put me in there!

It's a total pigsty!

[cackling]

Where's Sam?

She's probably
cleaning up the lab.

Where's Scam?

He's safely locked up in
his usual isolation cell.

Hmm?

Don't tell me he's
turned invisible.

TIM SCAM: Mind if we
crash your little party?

Sam!

What are you doing
with that lowlife?

This isn't Sam.

This is something
better, stronger, meaner.

What happened to the real Sam?

Uh, don't know, don't care.

Then why is she
cleaning Jerry's office?

For, uh, reasons beyond
your understanding.

And like all of my metal clones,
she exists for one reason--

to destroy WOOHP.

Not so fast, agents.

[music playing]

Behold-- Scamlar.

Scamlar?

Oh, that will really catch on.

Oh, where does the time go?

They grow up so
fast, don't they?

[laughing]

[music playing]

I've always wanted to do that.

[music playing]

Good heavens!

My evil twin!

Come on!

That had to hurt.

[music playing]

Shouldn't you be on my side?

I'm one of you, literally.

Ow!

What'd you do that for?

I thought you
were one of them.

WOOHP agents being
destroyed by themselves.

How ingenious.

OK, this situation wasn't
covered in our training manual.

Remind me to add it in
later, if there is a later.

At last, WOOHP is finished.

These creatures
are unstoppable!

They can't be.

Every being has a weakness.

Oh, of course!

Remember what
happened to Arnold?

My saltwater
taffy vaporized him!

It was the salt!

This won't stop all of them.

Huh?

Sorry, Jerry.

[music playing]

GLADIS, where's
the sprinkler pipe?

It's right over there.

[music playing]

Out of my way!

You are so making the
soccer team, Clover.

I believe this is what
you are looking for.

[music playing]

Clover, hurry up!

[music playing]

We're out of taffy!

[music playing]

Huh?

This was my favorite suit.

I need a way to turn
on the sprinklers!

No problem.

[music playing]

[alarm ringing]

[music playing]

Hurry, my minions.

Finish them.

[music playing]

It's salty!

[music playing]

Good work, Clover.

But do try to save some
water for the fish.

You got it, Jer.

[music playing]

Ah.

[music playing]

Unhand me, you
metallic piece of trash.

Sir, must I take
such an insult?

No, GLADIS.

Deal with him as you see fit.

Hey, hey!

Hey, oh!

[grunting]

[crashing]

We better get back and
find out where Sam is.

Maybe you could
bring her back here.

This office is a mess.

[music playing]

We still haven't cleaned
up from our mailman's visit.

Yeah, OK, Sam.

Clover, you pick
up the broken stuff.

Alex, do you wash the floors.

Ugh, go away, Sam.

We're exhausted!

Saving WOOHP took
a lot out of us.

Well, once I cleaned
up the closet in the lab,

I had nothing to do.

So I am full of energy--
cleaning energy!

Ugh, I don't want to
hear any more about clean--

whoa!

This places filthy!

And the mailman never
even came in here!

Honestly, I was gonna
clean that up later today.

Really?

I think you'll need this.

And this.

[music playing]

Uh.

Without rules, there is chaos.

It's a proven fact.

And if I can help
the girls by asking

them to do a few chores--

- Ugh!
- Oh, OK.

So clover totally busted me
when she saw my room was a mess.

But hello, rude much?

Like, you don't just snoop
around someone's room,

even if the door's open.

That is total private territory,
unless it's, well, urgent,

like you need another
number two pencil

or your science
experiment got loose

and took off in the house.

And-- uh-oh.

That reminds me.

I'd better return Clover's
sweater before she

realizes it's missing.

What?

It was an emergency.