"[reporter] And there it is," "Prince Xander's plane touching down in Maywood Glen." "[girls cheering]" "Outside the airport, it was utter pandemonium as thousands of young girls tried to get a glimpse of this sweet prince." "Each one of them hoping that..." "[A.D.I.S.N.] Don't worry, McKeyla." "As your best friend, I support you 100% on this decision... unless the Quail doesn't agree with you." "She can have me... recycled." "[McKeyla chuckles] [the Quail] Good morning, Agent McAlister." "Excited to lead your new team?" "Excited?" "Not exactly the word I would choose." "More like apprehensive, concerned, queasy." "What are you afraid of?" "A little extra support is a good thing." "It can be." "And, yes, those girls are very smart." "But I don't know anything about their skill levels." "Plus, you don't need new friends." "You have me!" "Relax, A.D.I.S.N. They're not my new friends." "[A.D.I.S.N.] Yay!" "I don't like to share you." "I just doubt they'll take this job seriously enough." "[rock music playing] -[camera clicking]" "Which outfit do you think screams secret agent?" "Which one's got the most pockets for tools?" "What do you think, Adri?" "One sec, I'm whipping up a batch of brain-booster cookies to help us solve the case." "[camera clicking]" "They're all nice, but I think I'd go with something more... classic." "I just think I'm better off working solo." "I don't want to make a mistake." "I mean, remember last time NOV-Eight paired me up?" "[A.D.I.S.N.] Agent Marsh ended up in a full body cast!" "Fact:" "I even warned her before we scaled that building that my hands get sweaty when I'm nervous." "It was an accident." "You mustn't allow one slip to deter you from collaborating." "Yes, but is this really the time to take chances?" "[reporter] But of course, who could forget the Prince's last highfalutin' stunt which left him stuck in the middle of the Andes Mountains for three days." "I mean, he's unpredictable enough on his own." "Yes, and the threat to his mission is very real." "Since we have yet to verify its source," "NOV-Eight wants you to have the extra support." "Is that understood, Agent McAlister?" "Understood." "Good." "Now, remember to call Grandma." "It's her birthday." "Don't worry, Mom." "I didn't forget." "Love you, sweetheart." "Love you, too, Mom." "[A.D.I.S.N.] Oh, great." "So much for getting out of working with those clingy troublemakers." "Who knows?" "Maybe they'll pleasantly surprise us." "[doorbell ringing]" "Surprise!" "Oh!" "Okay." "Wow." "Want a smart cookie before we go protect the Prince and save the world from evildoers?" "No, thanks." "I'm glad to see you're all so... enthusiastic." "But before we go anywhere, I'd like to get a sense of your skills." "No worries." "We got mad skills." "No doubt." "But I'm gonna need something that shows me how I can best utilize you out in the field." "Consider it an ops test?" "An ops test?" "Sounds awesome." "I just can't see anything in these glasses." "Sweet volcano cake." "But how exactly would this help us protect the Prince?" "Well, what if there's a special occasion that calls for... an explosive impact?" "[Adri exclaims]" "Promising." "Whoops!" "Got some lava on your cute kicks." "Yes, and now it's oozing down my socks." "Ops test!" "My turn." "Smile!" "[camera clicks]" "Uh, not sure the point in taking my picture." "To show you something special I can do." "[devices beep]" "Uh... [chuckles nervously] While I appreciate your IT aptitude," "I can't afford to be on every social media site in the universe!" "Maybe you're not getting the "secret" part in secret agent?" "Exhale." "I just hacked into your lab's wireless system and posted it to the IP addresses on the devices in this room." "Only we could see it." "There." "Insta-gone." "Thank you." "[devices beep]" "Oh!" "Hello again!" "And buh-bye." "[loud music playing]" "So your special skill is torturing the enemy by bursting their eardrums?" "Huh?" "Hey, I'm finished!" "What is it?" "Well, it was a bunch of useless parts." "Now, it's a portable police scanner with added features." "I call it "Cam's Portable Police Scanner with Added Features."" "Wow, you really are bad at naming things." "Wait!" "That could help us locate the Prince from the security detail they're planning for him." "Nice work!" "So, did we pass the ops test?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "[girls] Yay!" "♪ Go us We passed ♪" "[static crackling] -[man on radio] We are 8-90-3-3-0-1, the Reardon Space Training Facility for backup, over." "[McKeyla] Got it." "We've gotta figure out how to get past that security perimeter." "Whoa, these spy glasses are pretty rad." "NOV-Eight's got some tight tools." "My turn, my turn!" "Let me see!" "[Adri] Oh!" "Do you see that car?" "Looks muy suspicious to me." "[Bry] Hmm." "Super sketch." "[McKeyla] That's gotta be them." "Whoever it is that wants to stop the Prince, they're moving in fast." "We've got to get past that guard and get to him before they do." "Uh, guys, that was my urgent voice." "Mmm." "No biggie." "I got this covered." "[phone keypad clicking]" "[McKeyla] Amazing." "What did you do?" "I just rerouted his computer to stream an endless loop of funny cat videos." "He should be distracted for at least an hour." "Very impressive." "Thanks!" "Let's bolt before he catches on." "Oh, wow." "Okay, yeah." "Uh, since NOV-Eight asked me to guide you through this, here's lesson number one, secret agents don't bounce." "Oopsies." "And they don't say "oopsies."" "[guard] Hey, hey, hey." "Where do you girls think you're going?" "And how did you get in here?" "Sir, I'm Agent McAlister, and I've been assigned to watch over the Prince and ensure that he safely boards his spaceflight." "Whoa, there, Harriet the Spy." "I look after the Prince, okay?" "And there are no visitors allowed inside." "So, you lot are gonna have to go home and swoon over his SnapBook, like all the other fan girls, okay?" "[Bry chuckles] It's Snapchat." "You see, you were mixing up Snapchat and Facebook." "[McKeyla] Sir, you don't understand." "I work for an elite group of women operatives from all over the world." "Hey!" "[Bry] Is this what usually happens?" "No, not when I'm on my own." "What do we do now?" "They're never gonna let us in." "You're right." "They won't." "Not a chance." "And this is what I call a red alert." "[siren blaring]" "Say cheese!" "No, don't post that pic!" "Think fast!" "Next time we try to save the world, wear flats." "I would never!" "Mmm-mmm!" "[girls laughing]" "L.C.T.O.F.A.C." "[Cam] Yeah, let's call that our flash and crash!" "Oh, come on." "How could you possibly guess that acronym?" "You're either a super genius or you're out of your mind." "Can't we be both?" "Well, well, well." "What do we have here?" "No, really." "What do we have here?" "I am easily confused." "Prince Xander, we're here" "My apologies, sir." "They're a lot stronger than they look." "Wait, gents." "I'd like to know what this pretty lady thinks is so important that she had to interrupt my final training session before I leave the planet." "[clears throat] Jillian, my mouthwash." "Oh, mouthwash, mouthwash..." "Here you go-- [girls tittering]" "Now, what were you saying?" "Uh, Prince Xander, sir, I'm afraid your life is in danger." "I'm a highly-trained operative sent to protect you until you're safely on that capsule." "[snickering]" "That's a good one." "You fans come up with the craziest stories." "Jillian, a pen, please." "Pen, pen..." "[McKeyla] Um, I'm not a fan." "After I sign this for you, you all have to go." "It's not fair for you all to be here while the rest of my followers have to wait for the launch tonight." "I'm not a follower, either." "Trust me." "Not a fan, not a follower... but you are a girl?" "Hi, I'm Bry!" "Bryden is my full name." "Bandweth, that's my last name." "So it's Bryden Bandweth." "Bry, for short." "I'm an operative, too." "Well, an operative-in-training. [laughs]" "I just rambled in front of the actual prince!" "#IRule." "Uh, operatives, you say?" "Oh, yes!" "We work for this amazing organization of incredibly smart women." "Actually, I work for them, and the three of you guys are just helping me out." "Though not at the moment." "Prince Xander, we have strong reason to believe that there's a plot in action at this moment." "People out there could be trying to kidnap you." "[gasps] Oh, no!" "People want to kidnap me?" "Of course they do!" "Look at me." "I'm a cross between Prince Harry and Harry Styles." "I'm like Prince Harry Styles." "Sure." "I see that." "Around the eyes." "Look, it's my job to make sure nothing bad happens to you." "Oh, don't be such a worrywart." "You're wasting your time." "I like to live on the edge." "I'm famous and I like to speak my mind." "If I had a pound for every time someone threatened my life," "I could take you all to space with me." "Are you serious?" "I could hitch a ride on a fully orbital commercial spacecraft?" "Right." "You were just making a point." "All I need is for you to stay alive until the flight, okay?" "So if you could please let us take you somewhere safer than this." "That's what this is all about?" "I think I've had enough training for one day." "Jillian, my towel." "I was going to spend the rest of the afternoon in my hotel suite." "But why not spend it out with four sharp, cute girls instead?" "Ah, sir, it'll be a clearance nightmare to transport you." "Yes, Your Highness." "And with the launch tonight," "I really don't think it's a good idea for you to" "Go in my spacesuit." "I agree." "Well, what are you waiting for?" "Call the driver." "Gather my luggage." "We're going to party, Maywood Glen style." "[McKeyla] All clear." "[guard] That's my job, kid." "All clear, sir." "[Jillian exhales] Okay, looks like there's not enough room." "I'm gonna take another car and bring the luggage, okay?" "[Prince Xander] Good thinking, Jillian!" "But hurry up." "All right, sir." "Hurry." "You got it." ""Hurry, Jillian."" "I can't believe this." "That was amazing!" "[girls squealing]" "Are you okay?" "Yeah." "Are you okay?" "Yeah." "[Adri] Jefe, you okay?" "Okay." "I just wanna make sure everybody was okay." "[screaming joyfully]" "[Adri] That was so cool." "[Bry] Oh, my gosh." "[Adri] I wanna do that again!" "[Bry] Oh, my goodness!" "Yes." "Whoa." "[A.D.I.S.N.] Access granted." "Ooh!" "Are you going to report back to the Quail at HQ?" "I just sounded so professional." "HQ?" "HQ?" "No, I'm gonna ask A.D.I.S.N. to find us the nearest NOV-Eight safe house." "I live right near here." "It's perfectly safe, and it's a house." "[McKeyla] You're telling the truth, right?" "This isn't just about you wanting to have a prince in your house?" "It's very close." "Swearsies." "It's close and it's the perfect place to take a selfie with the Prince." "Yes!" "Yes!" "[girls laughing]" "[Adri] Yes." "Not exactly the local hot spot I was expecting." "Well, sorry there is no velvet footstools or funny court jesters to entertain you." "Well, I was half wrong." "Now, if you'll excuse me," "I have some life and death matters to tend to." "Meaning, your life." "Right, I got that." "Hi!" "This is my house." "Bryden Bandweth." "We met at the training facility a while back." "You remember, right?" "Or maybe not." "I don't know." "And now I'm just wasting what little time you have left here." "If only I could control-alt-delete myself." "Nice to meet you." "I'm Adrienne Attoms!" "Growing up in Spain, I traveled to London all the time." "I love everything British, except the food." "Terribly bland." "Rubbish." "Exactly." "It does taste like garbage." "Who cares about food when we could be discussing the spacecraft's thrust-to-weight ratio?" "Happen to know what that is?" "All I know is they're going to blast me into the sky... [imitates rocket launching]" "...where I'll finish my most epic Snapchat story." "And then they'll bring me back down to Earth." "Bringing you back down to Earth would be a good thing." "I mean, 'cause everyone will miss you so much down here." "So, is there anything exciting to do around here?" "Duh!" "Hello!" "I know how we can entertain you and use cutting edge technology." "Ever see someone play a banana like a piano?" "No, but it sounds awesome." "[piano notes playing]" "[A.D.I.S.N.] Agent McAlister, NOV-Eight has uncovered information regarding the Prince's flight trajectory." "What..." "What's that noise?" "Are you having a party?" "And you didn't e-vite me?" "It's not a party, A.D.I.S.N., it's a..." "[girls laughing] ...banana-piano lesson." "Musical bananas!" "Amazing!" "Jillian, you've got to see this!" "[Jillian] Coming, sir!" "You have new info?" "[A.D.I.S.N.] Yes." "Our completed projection of the spaceflight index shows that at its peak, the Prince's capsule will come in close proximity to a US Government cyber-security satellite." "A government satellite?" "What could that have to do with the threats?" "[Bry] Hey, check out this one." "[exclaiming and laughing]" "[McKeyla] Bravo, bravo." "Now, if you could please play a quieter fruit?" "We're running out of time, and I need to concentrate." "[sighs] M, while I appreciate that cheeky, spy-girl vibe, I'm safe now." "So why don't you join in the fun and give it a rest?" ""Give it a rest"?" "I would, but I care about saving people's lives." "Like yours." "In fact, I dedicate my own life to studying everything from comparative science to covert operations to investigative methodology to anthropology, not the store, to microbiology to criminology to psychology to... pretty much every other "ology" you could think of." "I'm smart." "Get over it." "[indistinct cheering]" "That was a good speech, but not quite applause-worthy." "[McKeyla] What are these people doing here?" "Beats me." "I only tweeted that I was hanging out with a big-time celeb." "I never said who it was or where." "NOV-Eight lesson number two, you never post from the safe house, because then it isn't, you know, safe." "These lessons make so much sense." "Can I" "No, you can't tweet it." "[McKeyla] Oh, no." "What is it?" "That's that car again, isn't it?" "A.D.I.S.N., our location's been compromised." "I need you to locate an actual NOV-Eight safe house where no one can find us." "[A.D.I.S.N.] For you?" "Or for you and those girls?" "[McKeyla] Now, A.D.I.S.N." "Her notebook talks?" "Pretty sick, huh?" "[cheering continues]" "He's reaching for something." "We should bounce." "They're right, sir." "We need to get out of here immediately!" "[tires squealing]" "[reporter speaking indistinctly]" "[Cam] Look!" "There are old cans of beans, dog kibble and dust." "[Adri] Even I wouldn't know what to do with that, and I'm the best culinary chemist in America." "That's a thing?" "Why does everyone keep asking me that?" "Ah, the fun times just keep getting better." "[coughs]" "There'll be plenty of time for fun in space if we can find out who's after you before it's too late." "How can we help?" "Get your laptops." "Will do." "You got it, boss lady." "Absolutely." "[Prince Xander] Hold on there, chief." "If you are busy sleuthing, and my staff is out doing various tasks, then what am I supposed to do?" "Oh, right!" "We can't have a bored blue blood." "How about... read a book?" "I've already read one." "Guess what?" "There are more." "I'm cool, not smart." "Well, then I don't know." "Isn't there some space training exercise you can do?" "There is a pool." "[gasps] I can practice my water landings." "Jillian, get my swim trunks!" "He's gonna drown, isn't he?" "Ooh!" "That's chilly." "Care to go for a swim?" "Can't." "Agent McAlister sent me out here to keep an eye on you and make sure you don't drown before your big spaceflight." "Ugh, she really is obsessed with me staying alive." "Tell her there's no need to worry." "I'm a great swimmer." "Oh, but don't go in the water." "Um, I was just about to show you a cool experiment." "Really?" "How cool?" "Very cool." "Have you ever seen someone make molecular spaghetti?" "Molecular spaghetti?" "You can do that?" "I am a culinary chemist." "That's a thing?" "Yes, it's a thing!" "You're in for a real treat." "Don't move!" "Stay there!" "Don't swim!" "I'll be right back." "[McKeyla] That dude's car and his jacket had the same emblem on them." "Plus, he was creepy." "Super creepy." "What could it be?" "Probably some evil organization he works for or something." "A.D.I.S.N., did you find anything?" "It appears the insignia in question is the corporate logo of an international cyber-security firm known as Black Star." "Black Star?" "Sounds dark and pointy." "Black Star." "Black Star." "Isn't that that company that just donated all those computers to Africa?" "Maybe." "Seems like they've been on the news a lot." "[reporter] Cyber-security giant Black Star Inc is no longer under scrutiny by federal regulators for potential breaches of private customer data laws." "We're very pleased to announce the next phase in Black Star's growth." "This IPO will afford us the resources to continue our commitment to the progress of technology and the protection of our users' private data." "Wait!" "Pause it." "There!" "Right there." "It's that creepy guy!" "Hmm." "You're right." "Let's see what else we can dig up about these guys." "[girl] Hello!" "Hi." "Hi." "Aren't you that prince that's going up in the rocket ship?" "Yes, I am." "I've never been swimming with a prince before, unless you count swimming with my brother." "He's a royal pain." "No, not sure that counts." "Uh, Jillian!" "Say, what size trunks does the royal pain wear?" "Got him!" "Now tell us more about yourself." "Senior level black-ops?" "Okay, I'm terrified and I don't even know what that means." "And now he's Chief Director of Operations for Black Star." "Why would a cyber-security company wanna kidnap the Prince or stop his launch?" "[water splashing] -[girl laughing]" "[A.D.I.S.N.] This should be good." "[pop music playing]" "What's going on?" "Where's Adri?" "The neighbors wanted to come over for a swim." "I couldn't possibly say no." "Not a very neighborly thing to do." "At least, I don't think it is." "I don't have neighbors." "I live in a castle." "Keep an eye on His Royal Floatiness." "I'm gonna go find Adri." "[Jillian] All right." "I said-- Do not talk to me that way." "I said I will handle it." "[gasps]" "Oh, my gosh!" "You scared me." "Um, does the Prince need his mouthwash or foot massage?" "Oh, right, his swim trunks." "Um, I don't know." "Have you seen Adri?" "She disappeared." "Sorry." "Now pull the alginate strands out of the calcium lactate bath." "Whoa!" "It looks like spaghetti." "Pretty brilliant, huh?" "[laughs] Sticks like spaghetti, too." "How are those blueberry noodles, Cam?" "Delicious!" "Let's show the Prince." "Where is he?" "Where did he go?" "He was floating here a second ago." "I started cooking and" "We got a little distracted." "Argh!" "He's not here and neither is his staff!" "[Bry] Oh, no!" "[Adri] The bad guys got him." "What are we going to do?" "You know what?" "I think you guys have done enough." "It was my job to protect the Prince, and I failed." "I failed everyone in every way." "If anything happens to him, it's all my fault." "You can't blame yourself." "Yes, I can, Bry." "You know why?" "Because I knew I was better off handling this case on my own." "I can't work well with others." "And it's obvious that the three of you would rather mess around than get serious." "None of you have what it takes to be a real agent." "Not one." "Now, I'm gonna go find the Prince and take care of this myself, like I should've done in the first place." "Hey, is this where the pool party's at?" "There's no pool party!" "Ugh!" "[sighs]" "[theme music playing]"