05x26 - Totally Dunzo – Parts 2

[bunniefuu]

[theme music]

So it all started
when Jer wanted

to perfect his villain
eliminating gadget thingy,

but couldn't.

Then he got a mysterious
phone call from a Mr. X offering

to buy WOOHP.

So he made the deal,
and WOOHP automated

by criminal collection droids,
which not only let Jer retire,

but also us.

Then Mandy had a
bizarro life change.

It turned out nice.

Freaky, right?

And the Droids
turned out to be bogus

and chaos sprung up in BH.

And when we called Jer
to tell him what happened,

he was mysteriously attacked.

So now we're heading
out to save him.

Wish us luck!

[suspensful music]

I can't believe it.

Things have gone from bad to
heinous in just a few minutes.

Which means if we want to
save Jerry and ourselves,

we better hurry.

No worries girls.

Just cause I'm not a
spy anymore doesn't mean

I forgot how to drive like one.

[action music]

GROUP: Whoa!

[shattering glass]

[telemetry noise]

[tire screech]

Except for the part where you
went the wrong way in one way

street and drove
through the mall,

that was some awesome
driving Clover.

Thanks Sammy.

I just hope we're not too late.

Only one way to find out.

Hi-ya!

Okay, either Jer
had a retirement

party that got out of hand
or he's in big time trouble.

Safe bet that's the point of
entry for whoever, or whatever,

took Jerry.

Then we better find out
where they took him ASAP.

You're right.

WOOHP or no WOOHP, it's
officially spy time.

Good thing I've
brought our unies.

Awesome!

CLOVER: Ugh!

Oof!

Ugh!

Oh!

Ouch!

Now I know why Jer installed
the insta-outfit function

on our X-Powders.

Ok, now that we're
suited up, it's

time to search for some clues.

[tire screech]

Uh-oh, sounds
like whoever stole

Jer is still hanging around!

Quick, we can
look for gadgets.

There!

The net in a box?

The melty elektro lasso?

The so so solar tracker?

Uh, what's with the random gear?

Beats me, but beggars
can't be choosers.

[suspensful music]

- Hi-ya!
- [scream]

Mandy?

Hi girls.

How ya doing?

Mandy, what are
you doing here?

I totally tailed
you to bring you

these awesome cookies,
which fyi was no easy feat

considering Clover's driving.

Cookies?

But I--I thought you
were allergic to carbs?

Ha ha, uh, that
was the old Mandy.

[woosh]

Whoa, what is
with the giant hole?

Oh, that?

That's a-- that's a home
improvement project.

Pretty nice, huh?

Ya, if you have no
idea what you're doing.

But, no bigs, I can fix it.

I wouldn't want you
to ruin those rad

outfits you're wearing.

Um, thanks Mandy.

In the meantime, we're
gonna step outside.

I'd gladly kiss away
free shoes, maid service,

and hot cookies if we
could just ditch Mandy,

and figure out our next move.

Hey!

What gives?

Apparently those droids
aren't just lazy, they're evil!

And their weapon of
choice seems to be fruit.

Chillax girls, I'll have
this mechanical menace

out of our hair in no time!

[boing]

Huh.

Or maybe not.

Let's see how he deals with
a little robo-rodeo action.

Okay, lamest gadgets ever!

Maybe Jer was right, he
did lose his spy touch!

[grunt]

Hey guys, do you
know where I could find

a sledgehammer and a chainsaw?

Uh, we're a little busy Mandy.

Ah!

Huh?

Whoa!

Grrr!

Hey, don't you dare mess
with my bestest friends ever!

Any friend of
theirs is my enemy!

Whoa!

Put me down!

As much as it pains me to
say this, give us our f-- f--

friend back!

Whoa, no fair!

Clover!

Whoa!

Come on, we gotta
get out of here.

But what about Mandy?

We can worry about her later.

Right now, it's bolt time.

Whoa!

Uh, girls, I think we're
about to reach a dead end.

Not if we use the old
bellow-and-mellow routine.

Quick, jump through the hole!

[giggling]

Ow!

[inaudible] Not me!

Did you see that?

Wha-- and judging
by how well that droid

fit through the
hole, I'd say we know

exactly who abducted Jerry.
MANDY: [screaming]

If we could only
track it, it might

lead us to wherever he is.

Say no more!

Hi-ya!

[grunting]

[beeping]

Awesome!

Now we should be able to
follow it at a safe distance.

But we're going to
need some transportation.

Hopefully Jer's box of
tricks will help us out.

Even with all the time
I spend at the gym,

I just don't think I can
keep this up much longer.

Ugh, me neither!

Guess we should've known
not to trust something

called the Manual Wing Flapper.

Our only chance
to pick up speed

is to make it to the
jet stream, which

means we've gotta steer upward!

[screaming]

[grunting]

Oh?

[gasp]

Woohoo!

Cool!

[laughing]

Phew.

That's more like it.

Unfortunately, I
don't think everyone's

sailing as smoothly as we are.

Whaddya mean Alex?

I mean those lame
droids are now slacking

off on an international level!

[beep]

- Hey, what's happening?
- My guess?

We're about to crash!

Good thing we're
flying over the ocean.

[screaming]

[theme music]

[screaming]

Hey there mister, mind
giving us a ride to the shore?

Huh?

If you just loosen
your grip a teeny bit,

I could probably reach one
of my homemade cookies!

Collection droids
do not eat cookies,

and they do not negotiate
with WOOHP agents.

Judging by the signal on
the so so solar tracker,

I'd say that droid
is extremely close.

[thunder]

[beep]

Oh great, looks like we've
got another defective gadget

on our hands.

Hello?

Doesn't Jer know that solar
doesn't work in cloudy England?

Hey, why don't we just ask the
people in that house for help,

on account of their
pad looks way familiar.

Lewis?

Girls, this is
Jerey's mom's house!

[gasp] No way!

This is the exact same place
Jer showed us in his photo.

Then we better get
inside fast because Mrs.

L might be in trouble too!

[mysterious music]

Hm.

[METAL CLINGING

OK, this isn't exactly
the kind of trouble

I was talking about.

Do you think we're too late?

Again?

[muffled grunts]

Actually, I think
we're just in time.

Come on spies!

No way!

It's like a WOOHP reunion,
albeit a totally bizarro one.

[muffled grunts]

Girls, how kind
of you to show up.

Duh!

That's what best friends
do for best friends Jer.

So, mind telling
us what's going?

Ya!

What's with the way
evil collection droids?

Apparently Mr. X isn't
the benevolent person

I thought he was.

But I thought his references
totally checked out?

Well they did,
which is why it's

so very odd that he's gathering
WOOHP agents like this.

Speaking of odd,
why did the droids

bring you to your mom's house?

We really aren't sure.

But whatever is going
on, we've got to get

out of here on the double.

In that case,
everyone follow us.

Hey Blainey!

Uh, guys, this so isn't
the time for a lip lock.

[record screech]

Sorry!

Mom?

Mother, oh thank goodness
you're all right!

Well of course I'm okay Jerry.

Why wouldn't I be?

Oh don't worry, these
are friends of mine.

I'll explain later
right after we escape.

Escape?

I don't think so love.

Oh my.

Mommy?

Uh-oh, this can't be good.

That's right.

And it's about to get
a whole lot worse.

Okay, whoa.

What's with the granny-tude?

[screaming]

Listen here you
impostor, I demand

to know where my real
mom is this very instant.

I'm no impostor.

In fact you know me
quite well as Mr. X.

Wait, you're not an imposter
and you're not Jerry's mom,

but you are Mr. X?

How exactly does that work?

I'm both his mom and
Mr. X. You see, Jerrys not

the only spy in this family.

Years ago, I too was a secret
agent for the side of good.

[man screaming]

[gasp]

Guh, oh-- oh my.

Well this is quite unexpected.

Okay wait a sec.

What is all this spy talk about?

I thought you said
WOOHP was a hotel

and you guys all worked there?
- Shh.

So that's why your
references checked out

because you really were a spy.

Well this is utter hogwash.

My mom is no secret agent,
she's a sweet proper lady.

Besides, the Mr. X I spoke
to was most definitely a man.

You mean this Mr. X?

[gasp]

After tea in the
basement with Jerry,

things started to change.

Oh dear!

My villain gene must
have accidentally

spilled into her tea.

And now, not only is she
bent on destroying WOOHP

but also all of its agents!

But why would she do that?

Simple: so the
world would be wide

open for criminal activity.

Very impressive.

You're a smart group
of former agents,

but unfortunately
not as smart as I am.

Ah, my escorts are here.

Time to round up the
remaining ex-WOOHP spies.

Oh.

- Ta-ta dear.
- Ugh.

I never could have fathomed
a situation so disturbing.

You mean the part
where your moms a spy,

or the part where
you turned her evil?

Alex!

As if the guy doesn't
feel bad enough.

No!

We got bigger things
to worry about!

Mr. gropey here is trying to
squeeze the lunch out of me.

If we don't figure
our way out of this,

not only are we done for, but
so is the world as we know it.

Come on, we've got the
brainpower of like seven agents

here.

We've got to be able to figure
our way out of this sitch.

If only I had the foresight to
keep an emergency gadget around

here.

Uh, well we do have some
gadgets we found in a box

in your house.

Oh my!

Those gadgets were
all works in progress.

Ya, well, you might want to
rethink them, because they all

reeked, as in majorly stinko.

Wait a second, the villain
gene gadget was in that box.

Ah, do you mean this one?

Precisely.

If we can make it
work, evil will

be eradicated the world over.

Alas, my spy skills
have failed me so far.

Jer, I don't think your
spy skills are failing you,

I think your nine
volt battery is.

This droid looks like
it's packing nuclear power.

That ought to be
enough juice for us.

[grunt] Here it is.

Quick, give me the wires!

Got it!

Whoa!

[screams]

Argh!

[grunts]

Awesome light show Jer, but
did it actually do anything?

Agh!

It certainly didn't
work on this baddy!

Unfortunately, it only
affects humans, not machines,

so I'm not sure if it worked.

Oh, it worked all right.

Mom!

You're back to normal!

[battle cry]

[pan smash]

Oh, I thought I'd lost you
for a moment there mother.

So did I, but thanks to your
impeccable spy work, I'm back.

And let me say how
very sorry I am

for my discourteous behavior.

I hope you could find it in
your hearts to forgive me.

After seeing what you
can do with a frying pan,

we're just happy to have
you back on our side.

I hate to end this
feel good moment,

but the droids are still out
there stalking WOOHP agents.

Not a problem.

I'll just call them
back using my--

oh, boondoggle.

[gasp]

Looks like we're going to
have to go after the droids

and shut them down by using
good old school spy power.

But how?

We don't even know
where they are.

By my calculations,
they should be approaching

London right about now.

They might as well be on the
other side of the universe.

How are we even
gonna catch them?

I mean hello, they can fly.

Leave it to me.

I have just the
gadgets for the job.

Here it is.

The alpha jet pack collection.

First of its kind.

Cool.

But where's the on button?

Oh, there's no on button dear.

These are crank start.

Maybe we should just
try and book a flight?

OK, so, um, I guess
I'll just stay here

and help hold down the fort.

Bye!

[theme music]

[tire screech]

Jerry's mom said
they'd be on their way.

Where are they?

Beats me, but I'm not
so sure I'm in such a rush

to fight these things.

Too late to second-guess,
here they come now.

They're not doing anything.

What now?

[screams]

Looks like they're
coming back for seconds.

Let's see how these
glorified tin cans

deal with our evasive flying.

[misfire]

[coughing] If those
droids don't finish us off,

these jet packs certainly will.

[screaming]

Look out above!

[screaming]

Guys, human chain.

Quick!

[screams]

We've gotta save
them before they

get splattered on that
bus' windshield like bugs!

But how do we get
them out of that beam

without getting
ourselves stuck in it?

Like this!

Sam hit me, I'm open.

[screaming]

Nice job Sammy.

Oh no, not again with
the atomic bear hug!

Oh my.

If the girls are down
there much longer,

they'll run out of oxygen!

My poor little Clovey!

[sobbing]

[suspensful music]

Whoa!

See how you like being
wrapped up for once!

OK girls, let's clean up
the rest of these droids

and call it a day.

I don't think an anchor's
gonna work on this one.

Whoa!

Oh great!

It's got Sammy, come on!

[screaming]

Guys, what are we gonna do?

This thing's way too strong!

We're gonna go down fighting!

Spy friends forever!

Spy friends forever!

Hi-ya!

[grunting]

Whoa!

I mean, awesome!

Guys, hit your accelerators.

Hm?

Whoa!

[cheering]

Ya!

Hey, I think we've got
the droid against the ropes.

Come on, give it all ya got!

Yay, we did it!

The world is safe again.

And more importantly,
we're safe again.

Though, after all
that crushing, I'm

so going to need a smaller
bathing suit this season.

[giggling]

[telemetry sound]

I just can't believe it.

After all we've been
through global evil

has finally been
eradicated, and I'm actually

going to retire for good.

I can't believe it either.

Our days of being covert
ops are really over,

and it's seriously
breaking my heart!

I know what you mean.

Giving up the spy life
for our regular teen lives

is super sad!

It is sad, but look
on the bright side,

we'll always have our memories.

And who knows, maybe
one day evil will decide

to rear its ugly head again.

I so hope that doesn't happen.

I'm totally with ya, but if
it does, we'll be way ready.

Ya!

Once a secret agent,
always a secret agent.

Wait a sec!

Let me get this straight, are
you saying you three are spies?

That's right Mandy.

Well, in case you
didn't get the memo,

best friends aren't supposed to
keep secrets from best friends!

Don't worry Mandy,
it's all good.

At least this time we won't have
to do any brain erasing on you

like we've been doing
since high school.

That's it!

I demand you be returned
to Mali-U this instant!

As president of your
dorm, I am gonna

report you to dean Franklin!

Suit yourself.

Hey, what do you
think you're do--

[screaming]

Now, where were we?

I was about to tell you
that you're the greatest

spies the world has ever known,
which is why I'm going to miss

you all so terribly much!

We're gonna miss you too Jer!

Ya, you're like a
grandfather to us!

A kind, funny, way
strict grandfather!

Goodbye spies.

Not before a majorly
emotional group hug, we don't.

Or As they say in the world
of international espionage,

until we meet again.

Until we meet again Jerry!

[giggling]

[theme music]