Chase: In just the last few weeks, this Carmen Sandiego and Y/n the cat has managed to rob millions of euros combined. From a Swiss bank, a high-end art gallery in Cairo, and a Shanghai amusement park.
Chase: Before vanishing without a trace. Headquarters has yet to discern
any pattern except that our perpetrators always wears a scarlet coat and fedora and the other wares a black coat and a fedora seems to announce their crimes by making random public appearances beforehand.
Chase: Such as the nearby café sighting
earlier today. So we must ask ourselves,
who in the world is Carmen Sandiego and Y/n Thorn? Why would a thief
draw attention to herself by leaving clues and wearing bold colors? Especially all black in the daytime. Perhaps stealing's a game to her.
Chase: [scoffs] Ha! The game is over. They are in my jurisdiction now,
though I question why.
Argent: Poitiers is rich with medieval history. Perhaps she is targeting
a priceless antique or historic artifact
from one of its many churches, or...
Chase: Ms. Argent, you are an agent of Interpol, not a museum guide. So you may stop sharing dull facts
about boring things. You have been on the force merely a fortnight, have you not?
Chase: You have so much to learn, and since you have been assigned
to my department,
Argent: Um, uh...
Chase: I, Chase Devineaux, will be your teacher.
Argent: Inspector Devineaux, sir...
Chase: Nuh-uh. Sit back, watch,
and learn how to catch a thief.
Argent: She's right there!
Chase: Huh? La Femme Rouge! La Femme Noir!
Chase: Remain here!
Juila: And radio for assistance?
Chase: No, the crimson ghost and the black cat are mine!
Carmen: top of the world.
Y/n: I can see La Cathédrale Saint-Pierre
from here.
Player: Friendly advice? Save the sightseeing for after the job.
Carmen: [chuckles] Player, glad to hear
you're on board.
Y/n: yeah I missed your smarty talk
Player: You know I wouldn't miss
a night out with you for the world, Red. You too Cat. Let's get this party started.
Player: Virtual Paris sure looks lovely
this time of year. Touring through France, locking onto your position
over there in Poitiers... and we're synced.
Plqyer: If our intel is accurate, the next stop on your sightseeing tour
of historic Poitiers should be... yards dead ahead.
Carmen: How's my temperature?
Player: Warm, Red. Getting warmer. You're red hot.
Player:Analyzing frequencies. Decrypting security codes. Alarm system disabled.
Y/n: dude you never see to amaze me
Player: But I'm picking up
another signal. Could be a trap.
Y/n: I'm gonna bet its Devineaux
Carmen: Let's find out.
Player: Watch your step, cat
Y/n:I always do
Carmen: judging by how clumsy you are I highly doubt that.
Y/n: i am not clumsy
[ Y/n trips over something cusing Carmen to grab a shield and hold it to block the incoming arrows]
Carmen: Well, this just became worth a whole lot less.
Y/n: ok so maybe I'm just a little clumsy.
Chase:Why must the elevator date back two centuries? Was no one ever in a hurry back then?
Carmen: Okay, who walls up an atrium?
Player: Anyone who values storage
over natural light.
Y/n: do you have something like that
Player: Don't judge. I'm happy here in my dark little cave.
Y/n: you mean your basement
Carmen: You called it, Player. Right tool for the job. Ah, this works.
Player: Safe cracked.
Carmen: The Eye of Vishnu.
Y/n: shiny me want
[Y/n tries to lunge at the gem but Carmen grabs and pulls her tail]
Carmen: hold your horses kitty cat
Y/n: [gasps]
Player: What is it, Cat
Y/n: Carmen look
[Carmen looks and gasps]
Player: come on guys fill me in
Carmen: I'm staring at something I thought i'd never, ever set eyes on again.
Player: It better be more valuable than a sparkly blue gemstone the size of my head.
Carmen: Define "valuable."
Y/n: They say beauty's
in the eye of the beholder.
Player: Are you gonna tell me
what it is, guys, or...
Chase: Interpol! Open this door!
Player: Bag the gem and get out of there already!
Chase: I said open up!
Chase: Stop, thief!
Y/n: On whose authority?
Chase:On the authority of, uh...
Carmen: Inspector Chase
Devineaux, Interpol. "Chase," huh?
[scoffs] Let's see what's in a name. I order you to stop!
[Carmen and Y/n stop, and Y/n smirks at Carmen they start running again]
Y/n: You didn't say for how long.
Chase: [Chase groans] It was implied
[ Chase chases Camen and Y/n over a bunch of buildings intill they come to an end]
Carmen: Au revoir.
Y/n:[ blows a kiss at him] bye bye bone head
[Chase looks mad, but he accidentally slipped and fell off the roof]
Chase: Oof!
Julia: Did you just...?
Chase:Never mind that!Where in the world is Y/n Thorn Carmen Sandiego?
Carmen: our train train.
Y/n: we are right on time.
Player: Like you ever aren't.
Ticket purchased and uploading.
Chase: She has to land sometime.
How far can she possibly get? She is heading for the train station. Secure the crime scene! Deduce what was stolen.
Julia: Inspector. Good news, I hope.
Chase: Ms. Argent... Julia...you're the smartest person I know,
so tell me, please... is it possible for an automobile to catch a moving train Driving aggressively, of course.
Juila: Well, I'm really not much
of a math detective, but I suppose it depends upon how many stops the train makes and for how long at each.
Chase: Mm-hmm. Then perhaps I shall catch this Little Red Robbing Hood, and this black cat.
Y/n: First class. Sweet.
Player: My treat, Cat. You guys earned it.
Gray: Well, well. Blast from the past, eh?
Player: Red! Cat! Carmen, Y/n!
Y/n: Dude, seriously? Static cling?
Gray: Side effect of the directional EMP. So you can forget about reaching for your phone or fancy toys. They're dead.
Y/n: (sarcastically) no really I had no idea
Carnen: I know how an electromagnetic pulse works, Gray.
Y/n: You aren't the only one
who passed Dr. Bellum's class.
Carmen: And you didn't really think I'd take any of your bait without checking for a tracking device, did you, Gray? That's right, I wanted you to find me.
Y/n: hey why didn't you tell me(y/n pouts)
Carmen: sorry love, but It's time we tied up loose ends.
Gray: You were the only loose end
until five seconds ago when I captured
the elusive Y/n Thorn and Carmen Sandiego.
Gray: Or should I call you... "Black Sheep" and "Kitten"?
Brunt: Welcome to VILE
Training Academy for thieves. V-I-L-E. Valuable Imports, Lavish Exports.
Brunt: We traffic stolen goods to the four corners of the globe. You've each been hand-picked for our one-year program due to the extraordinary potential you've demonstrated.
Brunt: I am Coach Brunt, and these are my house rules. Rule number one...
no contact with the outside world. That means no portable electronic devices allowed.
Brunt: And rule number two... first names only until you get assigned your code name. Ain't that right, Lambkin, and little furry.
Gray: Lambkins and little furry? Who knew VILE had a mascot? Especially Little furry what kind of a name is that?
Gray:[grunts] Whoa!
Black sheep: Only my friends call me "Lambkins." My code name's Black Sheep.
Black sheep: and if you ever talk bad to Kitten again I won't hesitate to rearrange your face, or better yet I'll let her do it, and you don't want her to do it. Do you understand? Nod if you understand.
Gray: Uh-huh.
Gray: You really schooled me the day we met. And Y/n seemed like a whimpy brat, but I was wrong
Carmen:I thought you should know
who you were dealing with. Especially if you talk badly about my Y/n
(Y/n blushes but hides it, but Carmen sees and smirks a little)
Gray: Well, it seems I still don't know. The slick red and black hats, the exotic new name. Who are you, really?
Y/n: A professional thief, just like you.
Gray: No, you guys weren't like the rest of us. How did you ever wind up in crime school?
Carmen: You want the whole story?
Gray: Your clock runs out when we reach Paris. Make it count.
Carmen:From what I've been told,
I was found as a baby, abandoned by the side of a road just outside Buenos Aires, Argentina. A set of Russian nesting dolls were my only belongings. was brought to an island paradise that just happened to be home to a school for thieves.
Carmen: That's right, VILE Academy. It was no grade school, but I was homeschooled by a revolving door of nannies. Some taught me how to read and write, and most taught me about the diverse places they were from.
Carmen: Istanbul, not Constantinople. Their languages. Uh, ni hao. Their cultures. Olé! I was found without a note or any ID, so guess who got their code name early.
Girl: Hey, Black Sheep.
Boy: What's up, Black Sheep?
Carmen: Not your pants! I got to hang out on campus with the big kids. I was literally the only child on the Isle of VILE... Until Y/n came along she understood me.
Y/n: I also bothered her a lot I mean her being 7 and ne being 5 of corse I was obnoxious.
Y/n: no one knows where I come from not even me I'm just a weird cat creature and thats how I git my code name Kitten short and simple.
Carmen: which meant we could away with m*rder.
Requesting clearance.
Booker: Why, you...!
Carmen: [gasps] Uh-oh.
Y/n: run
Carmen:Sure, the Campus of Crime
was no place for children, but we never once felt like we were in danger. We were part of the family. We had protection.
Brunt: Problem here?
Man: Ugh!
(Y/n sticks her tongue out at him)
Carmen: I never learned
who found me as a baby.
Brunt: Oh, let's get you a cupcake, sugar pies.
Carmen:But I always suspected it was Coach Brunt.
Y/n: same here
Y/n: The island was my world. For all I knew, the Earth was square. There was no right or wrong. Thievery was a competition, a game.
Carmen: One we were ready to play for real. I couldn't bear watching thieves
graduate from the academy year after year. I wanted to get out there
and be one of those thieves already!
[cell phone buzzing]
Black sheep:Whoa! [thumps]
Kitten: A white hat?
Black Sheep: "Better beef up your security. I got in."
Kitten: "Got in"? Where? Here?
[phone ringing]
Player: Hello?
Y/n and carmen: He... hello?
Player: Who is this?
Carmen: Black Sheep.
Player:Come on, what's your real name?
Carmen: Black Sheep
Y/n: and my name is kitten
Player: Okay. Usernames work. You can call me... Player. Do you really where a white hat? Uh, why? You've never heard
of "white hat hackers"?
Y/n: That's a thing?
Player: I have wicked hacking skills,
but I use them for good.
Carmen: Okay, that doesn't even make sense.
Player: Sure, it does. I just hacked through layers of encryption. So, who do I inform over there about the weak link so you can upgrade your security?
Y/n: Are you punking us? Where are you calling from?
Player: My room in Niagara Falls.
[Black Sheep gasps]
Carmen: Seriously? Which side of the falls?
Player: Canadian.
Y/n: You're in Ontario?
Player: Whoa, you really know your geography.
Y/n: I learned from the best(y/n Smiles at Carmen)
Carmen: What's it like there?
Player: It's all right. We have computers, and Internet, and... Hey, where in the world are you guys?
Y/n: School.
Player: What kind of school
needs layers of encryption?
Carmen: Making contact with someone
from the outside world was just the push we needed. It was time to state our case to the only family we knew.
Dr. Maelstrom: Black Sheep, why have you requested our audience?
Carmen: We are ready
Professor Maelstrom:[scoffs] To enroll?
Y/n: I know we're not technically old enough, Professor Maelstrom, but we already have what it takes to be awesome theifs
Carmen: Best ever!
Y/n: [stammers] Um, in... in our opinion, sir.
Dr. Bellum: Black Sheep and Kitten may be young, but they have had had more training at her age than any recruit, even if only by osmosis. Especially Kitten I remember when she beat Shadowsan and coach Brunt in a 1 vs. 2 battle she was what 7.
Brunt: Dr. Bellum is right. Kitty cat and
Lambsie's got gumption. I'd say the're ready to run with the big dogs.
Cleo: I, for one, am not thrilled
with the notion of having to endure. Black Sheep's lack of manners
in a classroom setting. The girl is feral.
Kitten on the other hand at least she can control it her manners.
Professor Maelstrom: Precisely why she might be overdue for properly supervised training, Countess Cleo. And you, Shadowsan?
Shadowsan: we are operating a vocational school, not a nursery school.
Bellum: we've never met a case
for advanced placement until now.
Brunt: And last time I checked,
majority vote rules.
Shadowsan: Black Sheep, Kitten, you had better be certain that becoming a professional thief is what you truly desire, for if you choose this road,
there will be no turning back.
Y/n: We want this more than anything,
Instructor Shadowsan.
Carmen: And we are willing to go
to the end of the line.
Professor Maelstrom: All in favor?
Four hands raise. Shadowsan, the only dissenting vote, walks away
Brunt: [sniffles] Our little lamb, and cat are gonna be all grown up!
Carmen: we were finally one of the big kids.
Y/n: One of the thieves. We survived orientation, and were ready to meet
Carmen: our future partners in crime...
Y/n: Our roommates.
Carmen: Hi, I'm Black Sheep.
Y/n: you the name's Kitten
Antonio: Hola. I am Antonio.
Jean Paul: Jean Paul. Bonjour.
Sheena: Sheena.
Carmen and y/n: You.
Gray: Feel free to skip ahead.
I was there, too, you know.
Y/n: Sure, Gray. You were there. But were you seeing things from our point of view?
Gray: Uh, Kitten, and Black Sheep, was it? The name's Graham.
Sheena: Huh, this where you hide your pearls, little girls?
Kitten: Please don't touch our stuff.
Sheena: What, these?
Black Sheep: She said keep your paws off.
Gray: Uh-uh. Play nice, princess. We all have to room together.
Sheena: [scoffs] Probably costume jewelry.
Carmen: First day of class,
and we were already making friends.
Y/n: And enemies.
Black sheep: So, what's your story, Gray?
Gray: I was working as a junior electrician at the Sydney Opera House.
Carmen: Australia! I knew it!
Gray: When one day, a light bulb went off. I could make a far better living
turning out the lights, stealing from the cover of darkness.
Y/n: Cool.
Gray: What about you, kiddos? What's your story?
( Kitten looks down sadly)
Black sheep: Uh... Come on, Gray,
don't wanna be late for Stealth .
Shadowsan: Origami, the Japanese art
of paper folding, is the surest means
of perfecting a nimble touch. Essential for the successful picking of pockets. Kitten already made 23 of them. Everyone looks at her in shock.
Brunt: The first rule of self-defense... always protect the face. Unless you wanna be knocked out cold or wind up with a mug like mine. Kitten is fighting all of them except black sheep and gray and beating them all.
Cleo: Pop quiz! One of these two vases
is discount-store-grade garbage. And the other, genuine Ming, valued at $300,000. Which would you steal?
Dr. Bellum: My latest invention... the Crackle Rod. Settings can be adjusted here. EMP, stun mode, and so on.
Proffessor Maelstrom: To properly execute a bait-and-switch, the objects should be of equal weight and size.
He demonstrates with Tigress, who he bumps into, each carrying a briefcase. The one initially carried by her is full of money
Profdessor Maelstrom: And there you have the switch.
Sheena: Oh, gross! What is this?
Proffessor Melstrum: That, my dear, would be the bait.
Black sheep: Player. School's been really awesome. We wish you were here!
Gray: Black Sheep! Kitten Come on, mates!
Player: Who's that?
Black sheep:Gray, from Down Under. [chuckles]
Black sheep: He's my best friend.
Player and Kitten: Oh.
Black sheep: My best school friend that can beat by BFF Kitten over here.
Kitten: Anyway, gotta run. We late for Infiltration .
Player: What kind of school do you guys go to, again?
Brunt: Stand tall, class. Today's goal... be the first to reach the target.
Le Chevre scurries up the rock wall. Carmen and Y/n wait, then uses the stilt-like device they were all given to catch up to him and reaches the target moments before he can. An alarm goes off
Carmen: We really honed our skills.
Y/n: We studied hard and we trained hard. But we also played hard.
Black Sheep: Here's the skinny.
Every first of December, she arrives right on schedule.
Kitten: She is talking about Cookie Booker, VILE's bookkeeper. See that thing she's holding?
Black sheep: It's a hard drive, and it's loaded with classified information supplied by VILE operatives all over the world.
Kitten: It's way too important
to risk uploading from a remote location, so they make her do a hand-carry by boat to avoid radar detection.
Black sheep: Take aim, and bring the rain.
Kitten: Vlad, Boris. Hiya.
Kitten: black sheep and I take full responsibility.
Shadowsan: Did I not tell you Black Sheep and Kitten were immature, impetuous? I recommend expulsion.
Brunt: Uh... Isn't that... extreme?
Gray: Esteemed faculty, with due respect, Black Sheep and Kitten aren't to blame. We egged her on.
Sheena: What? No, we didn't!
Brunt: We can't expel the whole herd of them, can we?
Sheena: Detention? What, are we in grade school?
Kitten: [exhales] Thanks for having our backs.
Sheena: I'm going to have your hide.
Gray: Hey, can we focus? These code names aren't naming themselves.
Jean Paul: Ooh. I have one for you... Shocker.
Antonio: The Shocksmith?
Sheena: Lame.
Black Sheep: "Power Failure."
Y/n: the electrician
Gray: Sorry, mates, nothing quite has
that crackle I'm looking for. [gasps] That's it! Get ready. Graham Crackle.
Y/n: Dude, really?
Antonio: We are criminals! Who would take us seriously if we had puns for names?
Crackle: I'll drop the Graham part. I'm Crackle. Lights out, baby!
Le Chevre: Le Chevre. Like the nimble mountain goat, I take the high ground!
El Topo: Like the burrowing mole,
El Topo takes the low!
Tigeress: I've earned my stripes. Call me "Tigress."
Kitten: *mumbles* copycat
Gray: So, who's off to clown college?
Le Chevre: Ugh. Him.
El Topo: The quiet guy from class.
Tigeress: Hello? Code name?
Tigeress: Ugh. He is so weird!
Y/n: what are you guys talking about it's obviously mine bomb
Carmen: The school year came and went. We couldn't wait to graduate
and plot our first caper as VILE operatives!
Y/n: We just needed to ace our final exams and we'd be professional thieves.
Shadowsan: For the first exam, I call...Tigress.
Tigeress: I got this.
Shadowsan: Somewhere in my coat
lies a single dollar bill. The coat has many pockets. Locate the target and acquire it... if you can. You have two minutes.
The timer beeps. Her goggles locate it. She rushes him, but he counters. The two fight, until ultimately she rips his coat and takes the bill
Tigeress: Mm. Money.
Kitten: Shadowsan is so gonna call foul.
Shadowsan: Unorthodox technique. But excellent results.
Black sheep: No way! Shadowsan is totally playing favorites!
Shadowsan: Black Sheep, and be prepared Kitten your next.
Black sheep: I swear I hit every pocket.
Kitten: me too(Kitten had tears in her eyes)
kitten: If there was a dollar in there,
I couldn't find it.
Gray: Hey, so you choked a little.
Like that's gonna affect your grade? You 2 are the finest pickpockets in our class.
Totally in a league of your own.
Black sheep: You think?
Gray: I know.
El Topo: I don't believe it!
Gray: Results are in!
Tigeress: Yes! [whoops]
Le Chevre: Félicitations, mon ami!
El Topo: Upward and onward, mi amigo!
Black sheep: Gray?
Y/n: [stammers] Did... did you...?
Gray: I'm good, but...
There are Xs next to both of your pictures.
Gray: I'm really sorry.
Tigeress: Crackle. Come sit at the big kids' table.
Black sheep:Go on, Gray.
Y/n: Well be fine.
Tigeress: Aw. Looks like someone needs
to turn in their stealth suit. Come on, let's go plot a caper.
Shadowsan closes the doors. A shadow crosses behind him. He reaches for his keys, but they're missing.
Y/n: Looking for these?
Shadowsan: Playing games? Typical. Where is Black Sheep
Y/n: No game. I want a do-over.
Shadowsan: And you will have it next year, once you redo your coursework.
Black sheep: You're not hearing her.
Put on the coat. We want a do-over now.
Shadowsan: We do not bend policy for other students, so we really must stop doing it for you. Good night, Black Sheep.
Black sheep: The coat was empty, wasn't it?
Shadowsan: Are you accusing
a VILE instructor of cheating?
Y/n: [stammers] S-Sorry.
Black Sheep: It's just we know we are as good as anyone in my class. Better, even. And I know you know it, too!
Shadowsan:And you also happen to be unruly, undisciplined, and pranksters! I would strongly urge that you 2 find a way to get those qualities in check since they seem to be holding both of you back.
Y/n: No. Nothing's holding us back.
Black Sheep: Not anymore.
Gray: Our first crime caper,
where it all gets real!
Tigeress: School's out, boys. Time to strut our stuff.
Gray: Bye-bye, Black sheep. Good bye Kitten.