Carmen Sandiego

- Red, are you in position? - What?

We have a VILE operative on the move. Are you in position?

Prague's Old Town Square, by the clock tower.

Le Chevre.

I'm on him.

Remember, target the buyer, not Goat Boy.

And hit him after the handoff.

Don't want VILE knowing you're...

Onto them before we can find out what they're peddling?

Whose plan was this again?

Yours. Sorry.

Just checking the boxes.

Get it? Check?

- 'Cause you're in... - The Czech Republic.

- Yes, Player, I get it. - Red Drone is on the lookout.

Potential buyer spotted, headed for Goat Boy.

Beefy guy in bow tie, northeast side.

And we have a handoff.

Package is in play.

Red, curbside!

Red!

I am so sorry. Uh, let me help.

What did we get?

A rock. Though, we're lucky we got anything.

- What do you mean? - I got sloppy.

I'm off my game.

You have been distracted lately.

You probably just jumped back into action a little too soon.

It's only been a week since Shadowsan vanished into the night.

Taking any hope I had of learning more about my past along with him.

Like I told you before...

when I came to, the Federales were closing in,

and there was no sign of him or Black Sheep.

We know Shadowsan hasn't been detained.

No arrests anywhere near Poitiers, France, match his description.

Though, if this ACME is for real, Cleo,

who knows where they would jail their prisoners.

If Shadowsan is keeping to the shadows, wouldn't he have phoned home by now?

And you are certain, Coach Brunt, that you did not, uh...

Wait, what?

No. Why would you even...?

There was certainly no love lost between the two of you.

There you are, reluctant travel partners.

You tell him he's a bore, he insults your tracksuit,

a quibble leads to an altercation, then...

You have been known to lose your temper.

True, ol' Stoneface would never be my first choice of a cornhole partner,

but he's still family, and you don't betray family.

Probably our dear ninja now.

Salutations, Faculty!

I am en route to shut down the mining operation as planned.

All the alexandrite has been extracted and is ready to be shipped.

Then Prague came through.

It seems we have buyers for our gemstones.

This operation will go a long way towards repairing any losses

inflicted by Carmen Sandiego and ACME.

Agent Devineaux, it's me.

Julia. Agent Argent.

How are you feeling today?

I brought your favorite mints.

There she is, La Femme Rouge!

Please wake up, Agent Devineaux.

We need you.

And we need you to tell us that she did not do this to you.

It's called "alexandrite."

Sounds like something you take for foot pain.

Definitely a gemstone.

Not as well known as diamonds, but way more rare.

And it can fetch just as much per carat.

That's big money.

Enough of these gems could provide a major cash infusion

to VILE's operations.

Well, according to the data on the hard drive Shadowsan left for you,

VILE has a presence in a region known for its alexandrite.

Could be a mining operation. Where?

It doesn't specify details or exact coordinates,

but it's somewhere in the city of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

South America.

Small world. It's close to home.

You're up for this, right, Red?

We need you at the top of your game.

- You know, in case... - In case what?

Either the hard drive's the best present ever

from a supposed former VILE mastermind,

or it's loaded with an elaborate trail of breadcrumbs.

What if Shadowsan's trying to lure you into some sort of trap?

Everything he said about my time on VILE Island made perfect sense.

Sure, but what about Argentina, the part you were too young to remember?

Did he really just happen to find you?

He's a thief.

For all you know, he stole you for a ransom.

You could be the daughter of billionaire diplomats.

Well, hanging out here in Prague won't change that.

If it's a trap,

I'll need to take extra care that no one gets hurt this time.

No. No, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

La Femme Rouge!

- Guess again. - Huh?

Welcome back, Agent Devineaux.

Chief!

My head!

It feels like a pack of wild boars stampeded through it...

shoving their snouts into the folds of my brain, searching for truffles.

You recognized me. That's a good sign.

What else do you remember?

Mm, brushing my teeth, then...

nothing.

Until...

She was there!

Carmen Sandiego. I saw her, too.

But she had help. Two others.

Tell me everything.

Ooh-ooh! Palm trees and sandy beaches, here we come!

There's more to Rio than beaches, Ivy,

especially since Carnival is just a few days away.

Oh, spinning rides and funnel cakes? Score!

Not a carnival, Zack. "Carnivaal."

People travel from all over the world to check it out.

The citywide festival has its roots

in both Portuguese and African traditions,

and features colorful masks and costumes.

It's the one time of year pretending to be someone

or something else is socially accepted.

I hope you packed your dancing shoes, Red.

Thousands of samba dancers will be strutting their stuff

next to insanely elaborate parade floats.

If it's a beach you're after,

Rio has one of the world's most famous... Copacabana.

Sound like enough to make you a Brazil nut?

When you're done having fun in the sun, check out Rio's favelas.

Ah, the favelas,

entire communities built into the steep hillsides of Rio.

But they say you won't find a better view of any city

than from the top of Corcovado Mountain,

beneath the giant statue of Christ the Redeemer.

I hope you brushed up on your Portuguese, Red.

It's the primary language spoken in Brazil.

Não, obrigada.

Look out!

It's Tigress!

Ow!

Dude, a VILE operative wouldn't wear a costume of herself!

Talk about worst disguise ever.

Got the rock?

Check.

You two take the low ground, I'll take the high.

Close, but more weathered, like the backside of a reptile.

Yes, that is him!

Those are them!

We have our perps?

I present to you Carmen Sandiego's partners in crime.

Find my pants!

I am ready to track them down and make them pay for what they did to me.

Actually, hold the pants.

I'm finally getting my ACME suit?

No. I'm putting you on leave, effectively immediately.

But, Chief, I just handed you two faces possibly belonging to VILE.

You're also a loose canon, Devineaux, a liability.

ACME needs agents who think with their brains, not with their fists.

- For how long? - Indefinitely.

Look, you've been through a lot.