Totally Spies! S03E01 Physics 101 Much

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Computers are malfunctioning! What? I can't control it! 1, 2, 3! This is so bright! I can't believe it's all ours! How cool is it that our parents are letting us live together while they're in Europe? Mega cool! And speaking of cool, this neighborhood rocks! Yeah, I bet we live next to pop stars! Or movie stars! Or better yet, fashion designers! We are gonna have the best time pussy! You have to see this amazing view! Wow! Dance! Awesome! I said it first! Give it up girls! This room is exactly what I need for my precious collection of designer apparel! This room practically screams Clover! Sorry Clo! Your clothes won't fit when my desk and library are set up! Hello! I totally need the space to practice my Taekwondo! Hi-ya! Nothing! My clothes need a home and this is it! But I'm the one who spends the most time in my room studying! Alright, enough! We'll settle this like civilized friends and pick names from a hat! Alex, you pick! Clover... You guys can totally come visit the room anytime you want! Well, I guess fair is fair... Hey, wait a minute! Civilized friends, huh? All the names in the hat say Clover! You're not the only one with clothes! Yeah, Clover! And you're not the only one with homework, Sam! I have clothes, and homework, and Taekwondo! Hi-ya! While I appreciate the importance of this intellectually stimulating debate, strange activity occurring at the International Space Organization takes precedence. Whoa! Hey, Jer! Welcome to the 21st century! Yeah, awesome redo! Your office looks really cool now! Glad you like it! Yeah! Now if we could only get him to wear clothes that match... If you're quite finished, aside from your upgraded 7.09x powder jetpack and bungee belt... Release me, immediately! Who said that? What, not who. Gadget Lending and Distribution Interactive System, also known as GLADIS. GLADIS? Oh, yes. My computerized assistant. I created it myself. So he believes. What do you need an assistant for? We do all the work. I assure you, I am quite busy all day long. This is way cool, Jerry. Thank you. Huh? A word of caution. GLADIS seems to be developing a mind of her own. Machines don't have minds, Jerry. They're incapable of thought, feeling, or aggression. Moving right along. On this mission, Alex, you'll have the scanner biolab watch. Huh? It tickles. Huh? Sam, you'll be assigned the Wind Tunnel 9000 Laser Tornado Blast Hair Dryer. Clover, you'll have the Sonic Disintegrator Boom Box. Jer, your GLADIS seems to be a bit buggy. I said, the Sonic Disintegrator Boom Box, GLADIS. Negative. Don't negative me. I wired you, I can unwire you. Double negative. I hardwired myself into the mainframe. Wow, she, I mean, it, does have a mind of its own. GLADIS knows best. You'll also have a Super Range Biodegradable Spitball Tracker. Your saliva activates the tracking mechanism, but it only lasts an hour, so you have to be quick about it. And it has a bit of an aftertaste. And I don't want to hear any ifs, ands, or buts. Finally, I trust you'll appreciate the newest plug-in. No way! Way? Wow! Awesome! Hate this mission. After that, my controls are fried. Okay, that didn't work. Guess I need to kick into turbo charge to pull the shuttle free. Hit it! We went through all of that, and the force field was just about to disappear anyway? Not so fast. Thank you, girls. Oh, thank you. Oh, that was, that was amazing. Thanks very much. Someone stole our self-launchable satellite! Huh? I think we just fell for the old distraction trick. And with no sign of any clues, either. I guess we wait for Jerry's analysis of the substance we collected. Scissors, paper, rock! He'll just cheat again. How can you cheat at scissors, paper, rock? You'll find a way. Well, then what do you suggest? I suggest we focus on the mission. How can you think of the mission during a time of major personal crisis? Don't you need a special license to wear clothes that ugly? Oh, that lame comeback. Something just came up. Now what were you about to... I trust you weren't in the middle of anything urgent. Only the most important decision of our lives. Good, then it can wait. That sample you provided is an anti-gravity formula the International Space Organization was working on back in the 80s. You whooped us just to tell us that? X-Powder, hello, dear! We're just the press of a button away. Wait a minute, I read about that. The research ended when the astronaut running the program never returned from a mission. Precisely, and no one else could decipher his exact formula. Ugh, X-Powder, still a viable option. Can I get the formula? I'd like to work on it. Red alert in Sector 4, Jerry. There's another theft in progress in a laboratory that makes guidance systems. But look, all these codes, they're laser points. Whoever it is hasn't even tripped the motion detection alarm. How's that possible? Let me know when you find out. Wait, we still need to know who should get the bigger room. Well, that's simple. Help! Help! Sort of makes a sneak attack impossible. One false move and our presence is revealed. So how'd the thief get past? Now is not the time for grooming, Clover. Okay, first of all, there's never a bad time for proper grooming. And second, we'll just use the mirror to deflect the beams away and clear a path. That's a great idea! Okay, bad idea. I can't believe my mirror failed me. Stand back, I have an idea. I was thinking maybe we could do something like that. Total launch pad deja vu. What? That's probably how the thief got past the beams. He floated. Huh, he's not floating now. Not so fast, gravity boy. Come on, come on. I think I have the formula deciphered. I might be able to reverse the polarity. Okay, Sammy, how's that rear thingy coming? Polar, let's just say I'm open to a backup plan. Slingshot. One, two, three! If I knew I was going to be black and blue, I would have accessorized differently. Too bad we lost him. We didn't. I hit him with the spitball. He's here. He's right next to us. Oh, yeah, I also swallowed one. You're interfering with the signal. I can't track two at a time. What do you want me to do? Try eating a bran muffin. Hey, Jerry was right, it doesn't last long. Perfect, now we can concentrate on... So he's over there somewhere. We'll find him. How hard could it be? Trigonometry hard? Pass up a shoe sale hard? Why would someone want to bring a satellite guidance system way out here anyway? It must be majorly important, like better phone reception. Or more cable channels. Somehow, Clover, I think he's more than a disgruntled consumer. That could be something. Sweet digs. Great, you and Sam can stay here and I'll take the big bedroom back home. Nice hair. No wonder he's hiding underground. Astronaut Major Snell, who was head of the anti-gravity program and... Disappeared during a mission never to be seen again. Oopsie, almost got carried away. Literally. You can't stop me. Soon the world will know what I went through when they abandoned me in space. But you're back now, everything's okay. The only thing that kept me going was the thought of revenge. Give it up, Major Freak. It's three against one and let's face it... Goodwin Clover, taunt the guy with the anti-gravity device. About what you're doing. I am. I was alone for twenty years. Twenty years. Floating. Alright, we get it. Floating. Helpless. Geez, get a new act. It's just that sort of attitude that made me this way. I don't suppose you offer frequent flyer miles. You won't need them, cause you're not coming back. This self-launching satellite will send my anti-gravity machine into orbit around the Earth. And blast the entire population with anti-gravity. Happy floating. Gotta be some sort of computer on this thing. We had to program a destination, right? We just have to reprogram it. Right. You guys get that major pain in the butt? I've got that from all. I don't know about this, Gladys. It looks fabulous. Huh? Oh. Space cadet, I've had some... I've been expecting you. What good is revenge if people enjoy it? Have a little taste of defeat, major loser. Adios, amigos. No one, gravity. I can't wait to tell know-it-all Gladys we didn't need the laser nail file after all. Ow! I broke a nail. Are you sure? You deserve it. After saving the world and our lives, it's the least we can give you. Ends forever. Beverly Hills, and no one deserves it more than I do. I wonder if the view is just as great. Fancy. Clever. Oh, guys. Guys. It's not fair that I get the best room. Really, who wants to trade? Guys? Okay, it's like the ultimate coolest thing in the world that our parents are letting us live together while they're on vacation and all, but it's just... You know, Clover and Alex are like my total best friends in the whole universe. I mean, what if we don't get along as roomies? What if Alex leaves the empty milk carton in the fridge? Or Clover totally uses all the fabric softener in one load? Or what if... Who left their wet towel on the floor? Oopsie. I gotta go.