Barbie: Spy Squad

Whoo!

Security breach in the gem room.

Yes.

Sweet, Renee. Awesome, Teresa.

Hi, Barbie.

Hey, Chelsea.

That's my sister.

You rock, Teresa. Whoo-hoo!

Thanks, Mila.

You go, Renee. Go, girl.

Ha, ha. Oh, yeah.

Thanks, Aunt Zoe.

It's so sweet that she came.

Actually, has she ever missed a meet?

Uh, probably not.

Other than watching TV and knitting,

I don't think she has much going on.

Athletes, take your places. The competition will begin momentarily.

Go! Whoo-hoo! Whoo!

Yeah, Barbie! Whoo!

Um, but I'm not ready yet.

I wanna practice one more time, real quick.

Relax, you'll be great.

Ladies and gentlemen,

these are the golden cup championship qualifying trials.

Wow, Patricia just raised the bar.

You know what that means.

Time to bring our A game.

Pandora's pyramid.

Barbie! Barbie! Barbie!

Barbie! Barbie! Barbie!

Uh...

Get it together, Barbie.

Barbie! Barbie! Barbie!

Oh! Whoa! Unh!

- Oh! - Oh, no!

Ugh. I totally psyched myself out.

Don't be so hard on yourself. We still qualified for the championship.

Barely.

You just need to get out of your head.

Yeah. Stop worrying so much.

Oh, it's Auntie Zoe. Hey, Auntie Z. What's up?

How would my three favorite gymnasts like to join me for a relaxing picnic?

We do like picnics.

Sure. Sounds like fun.

Oh, great.

I know just the spot. I'll text you the location.

Okay. See you.

See? Things are looking up already.

Wow, what an amazing view.

Yeah, but it's kind of in the middle of nowhere.

It's exactly what she texted me.

It is pretty perfect for a picnic.

Oh, come on, guys. You know I like to be prepared.

Um, you got any food in there?

She's really late.

Let's give her a few more minutes.

What?

Whoa.

What is this place?

Come on. Let's check it out.

Uh, why?

Are you kidding?

The Hollywood sign just opened up. How can we not go inside?

Well, if you put it like that...

What about your aunt Zoe? Ah!

Now what?

Um, what just happened?

We just got body-scanned.

Cool.

Mmm, guys, I don't think we should go in.

Come on, what's the worst that could happen?

Where do you think it goes?

Huh?

Wow.

Just try to blend in.

Wow, that's a fusion-powered jetpack.

Aah. Whoa!

Whoa.

Zip-line backpack? Cool!

If I had that backpack, I'd never walk again.

Whoa.

What a sweet ride.

Oh! Awesome.

- Is that a build-your-own-pizza bar? - All you can eat.

Huh?

Open 24 hours.

I see you've found the picnic spot.

Auntie Zoe?

What are you doing here?

Girls, welcome to I-3,

the International Intelligence and Innovation Agency.

I didn't really bring you here for a picnic.

I brought you here

because we have a very important mission for you.

Wait, you're the head of an international intelligence agency?

And you want us to become secret agents

'cause why?

Allow me to explain.

Wow.

There have been five robberies in the last five weeks,

all involving rare ancient gemstones.

There are three remaining gems that,

if stolen and assembled correctly,

can be quite destructive.

Many years ago, the agency developed a gem-powered EMP weapon.

Electromagnetic pulse technology.

But it was deemed too dangerous.

We disbanded the program and destroyed the tech.

But it looks like it's been reassembled.

It is imperative we stop the jewel thief

before she steals the three remaining gems.

Why not just get them yourselves?

Well, for one, we think the thief is working for someone.

And you want us to find out who?

How are we going to do that?

As you can see, the suspect in question is no ordinary thief.

Our cat burglar displays a level of athletic skill and agility

that has made them virtually uncatchable.

Believe me, we've tried.

But you girls could change all that.

Can we just back up for a sec?

How long have you been British?

Really? You're hung up on that?

Uh, yeah. The Auntie Zoe I know

loves to wear tracksuits and knit cat clothing.

Aunt Zoe is my cover, dear. This is the real me.

You think we can be secret agents and catch this thief?

Without question, my dear.

I've been watching you compete since you were little.

I have never seen such raw talent.

Acrobatics and agility.

Power and strength.

Precision and focus.

Of course, you'll need some additional training.

But I have no doubt that you're exactly what the agency needs

to apprehend the suspect.

Miss Z, they need you in operations.

Excuse me, girls. This should only take a moment.

I can't believe it.

We're gonna be secret agents.

Uh, no, we're not. We're gymnasts. We have curfews.

We still sleep with stuffed animals.

Speak for yourself.

Guys, seriously. Who doesn't want to become a spy?

You get to wear disguises, travel the world, have amazing adventures.

That may sound great to you, Miss Always-Up-for-Anything. But me?

I like to avoid potentially dangerous situations.

Wait. Did you say "dangerous"? I'm in.

And besides,

we're training for the championship. We can't do both.

Yes, we can. Teresa, the chance to do something this cool

and make a real difference doesn't come along every day.

We have to give it a shot.

Come on. Please?

Fine.

So, what do you girls say?

When do we get started?

I knew I could count on you.

Follow me. I'll get you set up.

As if you don't still sleep with stuffed animals.

Shh.

So, when do you think the thief will make their next move?

Based on our threat-assessment experts' analysis,

we expect the thief's next strike to occur in the next 24 hours.

So, we need to get you field ready as quickly as possible.

I'm sorry, but that accent is seriously freaking me out, Auntie Zoe.

You'll get used to it, dear.

Oh, and while we're at work,

I think it's best to call me by my agency name, Miss Z.

Now, it's important that we keep the EMP's resurgence quiet.

Letting the public know would only spread panic and chaos.

Yeah, we wouldn't want any of that.

Is that a 10-zettabyte server housing a threat matrix analyzer?

One hundred zettabytes. It powers the agency worldwide.

How did you...

Heh. I read a lot of Wired magazine.

Don't believe everything you read.

Girls, this is Agent Dunbar.

He will be your training specialist.

Nice to meet you.

- You too... Ah! - Meow.

Aw, so cute.

Hey there, robo-kitty.

What's your name?

Violet. What's yours?

A talking robot cat. Cool.

Violet is actually one of our tech bots.

Quite indispensable

when it comes to surveillance and gadgetry in the field.

So, the cat-lady thing isn't just a cover, huh?

Not entirely. All right, then.

Agent Dunbar, I believe it's time

to get our new recruits started.

Ahem. Ladies, this way. There's a lot to see.

Good luck, girls. And welcome aboard.

And that's our disguise dispensary.

Look at all the disguises.

We could play dress-up in there for days.

Heh. Wow. Aah!