Barbie Mysteries: The Great Horse Chase (2024) s01e04 Episode Script
One Horse Fashion Show
1
[mysterious theme music plays]
[horse whinnying]
- [both] Venice?
- That's what I said.
Or you can get off at the next stop
Zurich, Switzerland.
We'll do that. Right, Malibu?
We can't go to Venice.
Can we go to Venice?
Venice this wasn't
the first time
the city of Venice
had become an integral part
of The Mystery of the Stolen Show Horse.
That horse has a name, Malibu.
I was trying out a title for the podcast.
Oh, got it. Proceed.
The Royal Equine Society
is based in Venice,
and Dietrich Bluttbergman is president.
And notorious collector Giovanni Binatchi
was last seen booking a jet to Venice.
On the surveillance footage!
Things just got very interesting.
[laughing] Just now?
You know what I mean.
Well?
Two tickets to Venice, please.
And now we find Cassidy,
and she leads us to Tornado.
Hey, what do you think about
The Hallowing Horse Heist?
- As a title?
- Yeah.
Let's keep brainstorming.
So, what's our plan?
We need a plan.
No more plans.
What? But making plans
is what separates us from the animals!
And people who don't
use their turn signal.
Malibu
- [train horn blaring]
- Malibu!
[mumbles] What?
- [Malibu whispers] Cassidy.
- Oh!
[voice muffled]
Mm-hmm!
- Now what?
- I don't know.
- [phone ringing]
- [yelping]
- [passengers shushing]
- Whoa!
- [ringing]
- [passengers shushing]
Shh!
[ringing]
- [passenger] Turn that off!
- [passenger1] How rude!
[passenger 2] It's the quiet
car, for heaven's sake!
- Oh!
- Shh!
- [ringing stops]
- Phew!
[gasping]
[groaning sleepily]
[train horn blaring]
Huh, no answer.
Mm, mm!
What's a guy got to do
to get some more scones?
Milton? Scones for Marcus.
He doesn't have all day.
- [car brakes screeching]
- Huh?
Oof
[Lady Carson] Ken!
My dear Ken!
You made it! Welcome!
[bones crunching] Hi, Aunt V.
[Lady Carson] And who's this?
Hi! I'm Mar--
- -cus.
Weren't Malibu and Brooklyn with you?
Oh, I dropped them off
at the train station.
They must be halfway to Venice by now.
- Venice?
- Yes.
They're chasing down a horse-napper
who stole both of my prized show horses.
Well, then that's where we have to go.
But we just got here,
and I just got to know, um
Morgan.
They've got something better
than scones in Venice.
Better than scones?
Cannolis.
I'll drive!
[radiator hissing]
That's okay.
I got it.
Phone is on silent mode?
[chuckling]
Uh, of course.
Right now. [beeping]
[sighing]
Now can we discuss a plan?
I say we talk to her now
when she's got nowhere to go.
She can't just jump off
a moving train, can she?
Can she?
Let's wait until the train stops.
Don't want to risk the wrath
of the Ticket Lady again.
Ugh.
Then we follow Cassidy,
and she leads us to Pepper.
Fine, but we're not
letting her out of our sight.
[announcer] Next stop, Venice.
[suspenseful music plays]
Hmm. That's weird.
Why isn't she going to the animal car?
Ooh! Now's our chance
to rescue Tornado.
You grab her, and I'll stick with Cassidy
until you have a chance to catch up.
[panting]
- Aah!
- Oh, uh
[chuckling awkwardly]
Uh ooh!
[grumbling]
Oh, hello.
[chuckling awkwardly]
But that's impossible!
I don't know what to tell you.
No horse ever made it on the train.
There's an unclaimed goat?
[goat bleating]
I'm good.
Wha?
What happened to Tornado?
She disappeared.
Cassidy's our only lead to finding her.
Let's get closer.
Hmm?
What is Cassidy doing
with all these horses?
It's going to be okay, Malibu.
We're going to find them.
Somehow.
Thanks, Brooklyn.
I needed to hear that.
You don't think
Tornado got on a different train
on her own, do you?
Yeah, that's not possible.
I heard it as soon as I said it.
And we lost her.
No, look, there she is!
A newspaper, huh?
Pretty suspicious, don't you think?
Definitely.
[gasping]
[gasping] Phew!
[Brooklyn]
If we weren't tracking down
a serial horse-napper,
we might have been able to check out
the mosaics at Saint Mark's Basilica,
or the views from Campanile di San Marco.
Once we rescue the horses,
and the Diamond Saddle,
and help Lady Carson win the championship,
maybe we can come back.
Really?
I promise.
But until then, there's no way
we're going to visit
one of the most incredible
cities in the world
and not get the receipts.
Now you're talkin'.
Say "Venice!"
[both] Venice!
Now she's stopping for breakfast?
Or it's a planned rendezvous
with her co-conspirators.
She couldn't have planned this on her own.
[inhaling and sighing]
I mean, I don't blame her.
It smells
How do you say "delicious" in Italian?
Deliziosa.
Oh, let's do it.
I could really use some coffee.
Due cappuccini, per favore.
[chuckling] Showoff.
[giggling]
Uh looks and smells amazing.
- Grazie.
- Prego.
Ah nothing like sipping
a good cappuccino
in the birthplace of cappuccinos.
Mm!
This is going to be the most
delicious stakeout ever.
[head thudding]
[yawning]
Is it me, or does she look like
she's on a stakeout of her own?
Maybe everyone
she's waiting for stood her up?
I mean, how many espressos can she order?
This is unbelievable. Isn't it?
Don't you think?
I mean, seriously--
- Okay, you are cut off.
- Hey!
[gasping] It's Giovanni.
And Dietrich!
I knew it.
Cassidy's mixed up with both of them.
Or not.
So, she's staking out them
while we stake out her?
[Malibu] Can you hear anything?
Should we move closer?
Uh Malibu? 3:00.
3:00.
[conversation inaudible]
Uh, who do we follow?
We had assumed that Cassidy
was the key to all of this,
but now Giovanni and Dietrich
were having secret meetings
And Cassidy was spying on them
while we were spying on her.
Clearly Giovanni and Dietrich
were in cahoots with one another.
"Cahoots"?
You don't like "Cahoots"?
Are we in the 1800s?
But we had nothing to tie either of them
to the disappearance of Tornado or Pepper.
And Cassidy legit stole Tornado.
We follow Cassidy.
Cassidy it is.
What do you suppose that building is?
I don't know, but we should find out.
Malibu, wait!
Freeze, Cassidy!
Malibu?
Brooklyn?
What are you doing here?
We're the ones asking the questions.
Like "Where's Pepper?"
I had nothing to do with that.
And Tornado?
We literally saw you take her.
Let's go.
We can sort all this all out--
- What the--
- Hey!
So rider, investigator,
horse thief, and now parkourist?
Parkourer?
"Poursuivante." It's French.
Is there any language you don't know?
[breathing heavily]
H'yah!
[panting]
Aah!
- Malibu!
- I'm okay!
Go! I'll catch up!
Uh, so sorry!
Ha!
[panting]
[camera clicking]
- Aah!
- Whoa!
- [groaning]
- Malibu!
No! You've got no place
to run, Cassidy.
I didn't do it! I can explain.
Your explanation better start
with a confession
as to where the horses are,
and the Diamond Saddle.
- I'm here to find who stole--
- Whoa!
- Look out below! Aah!
- [groaning]
Cassidy!
Malibu? Brooklyn?
[both] Renee?
What are you two doing in Venice?
We totally forgot you were here too!
How's the Interpol internship going?
I'm learning about profiling,
tailing techniques, and surveillance.
TBH, we could use someone
with your expertise right now.
Absolutely.
Especially, since
I'm partially responsible
for losing your friend.
Partially?
[Renee] So you've already lost two horses
and a Diamond Saddle, whatever that is,
and now your lead suspect?
- Yeah.
- That about sums it up.
If we don't get Pepper back
in the next two days,
Lady Carson won't be able
to compete in the Championship.
She could lose everything.
I can check in with Interpol
to see if the agency has any
leads on Giovanni, Bluttbergman,
or, uh
what's your friend's name?
Not a friend.
Cassidy Birdwhistle.
[scoffing]
Probably a fake name.
[groaning]
There's no sign of her anywhere.
Well, you're putting in the legwork.
If I've learned anything this summer,
it's that answers come
from a lot of hard work.
They never just drop into your lap.
- [grunting] Oh!
- Turiste.
Yeah, I got that one. "Tourist."
It's the man from the cafe.
The one with Giovanni.
Let's follow him.
He's making a call.
Probably to Giovanni?
Or Dietrich? Or--
Buongiorno, Mamma. Come stai?
Or his mother.
His mom's probably in on it too!
He's on the move again.
Let's go!
[beeping watch]
Is this a drop-off?
A secret location?
All right. The three of us can
surround him as he comes out.
And do what? He's huge.
- Uh, Malibu?
- I know, it sounds risky
- Malibu
- but we have surprise.
- [together] Malibu!
- What?
[gasping]
[munching]
[groaning]
For all we know,
he could be picking up his dry cleaning.
Horses eat apples.
They're Pepper's fave treat.
He could be on his way to feed her.
I gotta get back to work.
I'll let you know if any intel
comes up on my side.
[together] Thanks, Renee.
A-ha!
Is this legwork?
- Uh-huh.
- Ooh, we're doing legwork!
A horse-themed fashion show?
[Brooklyn] Exclusive invite.
Tonight only?
That's too much of a coincidence, right?
Ah I feel seen.
- [cell phone ringing]
- Oh!
- Hi, Lady Carson!
- Barbie and Barbie!
Oh, thank goodness,
we've been worried sick.
Not all of us.
Have you found Pepper, or Tornado,
or the Diamond Saddle?
The Championship is just days away.
No, but we've got a really strong lead.
My security team has been
of no help whatsoever.
You two are my only hope.
We promise we'll get the horses
back in time for Saturday.
Thank you, girls.
"We promise"?
Isn't that what you were going to do?
I mean, we can try, but promise?
Oh, Barbies, one more thing?
- Anything.
- There's a café
called "Espresso Yourself"
near St. Mark's Square.
Could you bring back some cannolis--
Uh, we'll call you back, Lady Carson.
Ready to crash a fashion show?
Uh-huh!
[exciting club music plays]
Sorry, ladies, private event.
Unless you have an invite,
I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
How are you going to put on a
fashion show without models?
Hmm, yeah, what she said.
[camera clicking]
Grazie.
- Prego.
- Hmm.
[stumbling] Aah!
Ah! [laughing]
Fashion!
[giggling awkwardly]
Let's find Pepper and the Diamond Saddle
and get out of here before
somebody realizes
we're not supposed to be here.
[woman] You are not supposed to be here!
Dressing rooms five and seven.
You will find your outfits there.
When you're done, head straight
to hair and makeup.
[upbeat music plays]
[gasping] Malibu!
Your hair!
You know, new country, new look, new 'do.
It's amazing!
[giggling]
I kinda love it.
These are pretty fire, too.
Right?
[laughing]
- [gasping]
- What? What is it?
Look, but, you know, don't look-look.
[gasping]
- Now's our chance.
- Places, ladies!
In bocca al lupo.
- What did she just say?
- She wished us luck in Italian.
It literally translates to
"in the mouth of the wolf."
Mouth of the wolf?
Break a leg's
not dangerous-sounding enough?
Uh!
Okay, keep your eyes out
for the Diamond Saddle.
And keep our eyes on Miss Imposter.
[Giovanni] Welcome to an event
never seen before in all of Venice!
She's glittering ♪
Like the stars at night ♪
Watch her shine ♪
Oh, she's burning bright ♪
She's living it ♪
In the neon lights ♪
Glowin' high ♪
So, rider, investigator,
horse thief, now fashion model.
Is there anything you can't do?
I am not a horse thief.
Are you here for the Diamond Saddle?
I'm here to get Pepper.
That's all.
That's our plan, not yours.
Superstar ♪
[gulping]
Did you get anything out of Cassidy?
No. She claims she's innocent.
BT dubs, you're killing it.
Aw! You too, girl.
[Giovanni]
Bravissime! Bravissime!
Are these ladies not magnificent?
[applauding]
And now for the pièce de résistance.
The " pezzo forte," if you will.
The one and only
[together] Pepper!
Diamante Saddle!
[crowd gasping and applauding]
What the--?
[gasping]
She's livin' ♪
Let's get that saddle.
[whinnying]
I've got it!
No, we've got it!
[clapping twice]
Get that saddle out of here.
Aah!
[horse whinnying]
- Huh?
- [grunting]
We can't lose them.
Backstage!
Aah! [grunting]
Be on the lookout for those pesky models.
They're getting away
with the Diamond Saddle!
Let's ditch these clothes and go!
[panting] That was
the fastest quick-change ever.
[panting]
We see you, Cassidy!
If that's your real name!
I'm here to find Pepper!
Just like you!
If you'd just give me a chance to explain!
Oh, you'll have a chance
to explain, all right.
To la polizia.
- Good one, Brooklyn!
- There they are!
Oh, no!
They're getting away!
Oof! [groaning]
[Malibu and Brooklyn] Renee?
What are you doing?
Saving your butts. What's new?
Thanks for landing on her this time.
- [rattling]
- Cassidy!
Hey, my skateboard!
Geez, I think we can add "escape artist"
to Cassidy's ever-growing résumé.
Malibu!
Uh, Malibu?
I don't think we're the only
ones doing the chasing.
Who's chasing us?
Take the next corner.
[panting]
I think we lost them.
Unfortunately, we lost Cassidy, too.
We'll find her,
and the Diamond Saddle.
And my skateboard?
And your skateboard.
- [crashing]
- [gasping] What was that?
[footsteps approaching]
She's glittering ♪
Like the stars at night ♪
Watch her shine ♪
Oh, she's burning bright ♪
She's livin' it ♪
In the neon lights ♪
Glowin' high ♪
Got them hypnotized ♪
G-L-I-T-T-E-R ♪
She's a superstar ♪
[mysterious theme music plays]
[horse whinnying]
- [both] Venice?
- That's what I said.
Or you can get off at the next stop
Zurich, Switzerland.
We'll do that. Right, Malibu?
We can't go to Venice.
Can we go to Venice?
Venice this wasn't
the first time
the city of Venice
had become an integral part
of The Mystery of the Stolen Show Horse.
That horse has a name, Malibu.
I was trying out a title for the podcast.
Oh, got it. Proceed.
The Royal Equine Society
is based in Venice,
and Dietrich Bluttbergman is president.
And notorious collector Giovanni Binatchi
was last seen booking a jet to Venice.
On the surveillance footage!
Things just got very interesting.
[laughing] Just now?
You know what I mean.
Well?
Two tickets to Venice, please.
And now we find Cassidy,
and she leads us to Tornado.
Hey, what do you think about
The Hallowing Horse Heist?
- As a title?
- Yeah.
Let's keep brainstorming.
So, what's our plan?
We need a plan.
No more plans.
What? But making plans
is what separates us from the animals!
And people who don't
use their turn signal.
Malibu
- [train horn blaring]
- Malibu!
[mumbles] What?
- [Malibu whispers] Cassidy.
- Oh!
[voice muffled]
Mm-hmm!
- Now what?
- I don't know.
- [phone ringing]
- [yelping]
- [passengers shushing]
- Whoa!
- [ringing]
- [passengers shushing]
Shh!
[ringing]
- [passenger] Turn that off!
- [passenger1] How rude!
[passenger 2] It's the quiet
car, for heaven's sake!
- Oh!
- Shh!
- [ringing stops]
- Phew!
[gasping]
[groaning sleepily]
[train horn blaring]
Huh, no answer.
Mm, mm!
What's a guy got to do
to get some more scones?
Milton? Scones for Marcus.
He doesn't have all day.
- [car brakes screeching]
- Huh?
Oof
[Lady Carson] Ken!
My dear Ken!
You made it! Welcome!
[bones crunching] Hi, Aunt V.
[Lady Carson] And who's this?
Hi! I'm Mar--
- -cus.
Weren't Malibu and Brooklyn with you?
Oh, I dropped them off
at the train station.
They must be halfway to Venice by now.
- Venice?
- Yes.
They're chasing down a horse-napper
who stole both of my prized show horses.
Well, then that's where we have to go.
But we just got here,
and I just got to know, um
Morgan.
They've got something better
than scones in Venice.
Better than scones?
Cannolis.
I'll drive!
[radiator hissing]
That's okay.
I got it.
Phone is on silent mode?
[chuckling]
Uh, of course.
Right now. [beeping]
[sighing]
Now can we discuss a plan?
I say we talk to her now
when she's got nowhere to go.
She can't just jump off
a moving train, can she?
Can she?
Let's wait until the train stops.
Don't want to risk the wrath
of the Ticket Lady again.
Ugh.
Then we follow Cassidy,
and she leads us to Pepper.
Fine, but we're not
letting her out of our sight.
[announcer] Next stop, Venice.
[suspenseful music plays]
Hmm. That's weird.
Why isn't she going to the animal car?
Ooh! Now's our chance
to rescue Tornado.
You grab her, and I'll stick with Cassidy
until you have a chance to catch up.
[panting]
- Aah!
- Oh, uh
[chuckling awkwardly]
Uh ooh!
[grumbling]
Oh, hello.
[chuckling awkwardly]
But that's impossible!
I don't know what to tell you.
No horse ever made it on the train.
There's an unclaimed goat?
[goat bleating]
I'm good.
Wha?
What happened to Tornado?
She disappeared.
Cassidy's our only lead to finding her.
Let's get closer.
Hmm?
What is Cassidy doing
with all these horses?
It's going to be okay, Malibu.
We're going to find them.
Somehow.
Thanks, Brooklyn.
I needed to hear that.
You don't think
Tornado got on a different train
on her own, do you?
Yeah, that's not possible.
I heard it as soon as I said it.
And we lost her.
No, look, there she is!
A newspaper, huh?
Pretty suspicious, don't you think?
Definitely.
[gasping]
[gasping] Phew!
[Brooklyn]
If we weren't tracking down
a serial horse-napper,
we might have been able to check out
the mosaics at Saint Mark's Basilica,
or the views from Campanile di San Marco.
Once we rescue the horses,
and the Diamond Saddle,
and help Lady Carson win the championship,
maybe we can come back.
Really?
I promise.
But until then, there's no way
we're going to visit
one of the most incredible
cities in the world
and not get the receipts.
Now you're talkin'.
Say "Venice!"
[both] Venice!
Now she's stopping for breakfast?
Or it's a planned rendezvous
with her co-conspirators.
She couldn't have planned this on her own.
[inhaling and sighing]
I mean, I don't blame her.
It smells
How do you say "delicious" in Italian?
Deliziosa.
Oh, let's do it.
I could really use some coffee.
Due cappuccini, per favore.
[chuckling] Showoff.
[giggling]
Uh looks and smells amazing.
- Grazie.
- Prego.
Ah nothing like sipping
a good cappuccino
in the birthplace of cappuccinos.
Mm!
This is going to be the most
delicious stakeout ever.
[head thudding]
[yawning]
Is it me, or does she look like
she's on a stakeout of her own?
Maybe everyone
she's waiting for stood her up?
I mean, how many espressos can she order?
This is unbelievable. Isn't it?
Don't you think?
I mean, seriously--
- Okay, you are cut off.
- Hey!
[gasping] It's Giovanni.
And Dietrich!
I knew it.
Cassidy's mixed up with both of them.
Or not.
So, she's staking out them
while we stake out her?
[Malibu] Can you hear anything?
Should we move closer?
Uh Malibu? 3:00.
3:00.
[conversation inaudible]
Uh, who do we follow?
We had assumed that Cassidy
was the key to all of this,
but now Giovanni and Dietrich
were having secret meetings
And Cassidy was spying on them
while we were spying on her.
Clearly Giovanni and Dietrich
were in cahoots with one another.
"Cahoots"?
You don't like "Cahoots"?
Are we in the 1800s?
But we had nothing to tie either of them
to the disappearance of Tornado or Pepper.
And Cassidy legit stole Tornado.
We follow Cassidy.
Cassidy it is.
What do you suppose that building is?
I don't know, but we should find out.
Malibu, wait!
Freeze, Cassidy!
Malibu?
Brooklyn?
What are you doing here?
We're the ones asking the questions.
Like "Where's Pepper?"
I had nothing to do with that.
And Tornado?
We literally saw you take her.
Let's go.
We can sort all this all out--
- What the--
- Hey!
So rider, investigator,
horse thief, and now parkourist?
Parkourer?
"Poursuivante." It's French.
Is there any language you don't know?
[breathing heavily]
H'yah!
[panting]
Aah!
- Malibu!
- I'm okay!
Go! I'll catch up!
Uh, so sorry!
Ha!
[panting]
[camera clicking]
- Aah!
- Whoa!
- [groaning]
- Malibu!
No! You've got no place
to run, Cassidy.
I didn't do it! I can explain.
Your explanation better start
with a confession
as to where the horses are,
and the Diamond Saddle.
- I'm here to find who stole--
- Whoa!
- Look out below! Aah!
- [groaning]
Cassidy!
Malibu? Brooklyn?
[both] Renee?
What are you two doing in Venice?
We totally forgot you were here too!
How's the Interpol internship going?
I'm learning about profiling,
tailing techniques, and surveillance.
TBH, we could use someone
with your expertise right now.
Absolutely.
Especially, since
I'm partially responsible
for losing your friend.
Partially?
[Renee] So you've already lost two horses
and a Diamond Saddle, whatever that is,
and now your lead suspect?
- Yeah.
- That about sums it up.
If we don't get Pepper back
in the next two days,
Lady Carson won't be able
to compete in the Championship.
She could lose everything.
I can check in with Interpol
to see if the agency has any
leads on Giovanni, Bluttbergman,
or, uh
what's your friend's name?
Not a friend.
Cassidy Birdwhistle.
[scoffing]
Probably a fake name.
[groaning]
There's no sign of her anywhere.
Well, you're putting in the legwork.
If I've learned anything this summer,
it's that answers come
from a lot of hard work.
They never just drop into your lap.
- [grunting] Oh!
- Turiste.
Yeah, I got that one. "Tourist."
It's the man from the cafe.
The one with Giovanni.
Let's follow him.
He's making a call.
Probably to Giovanni?
Or Dietrich? Or--
Buongiorno, Mamma. Come stai?
Or his mother.
His mom's probably in on it too!
He's on the move again.
Let's go!
[beeping watch]
Is this a drop-off?
A secret location?
All right. The three of us can
surround him as he comes out.
And do what? He's huge.
- Uh, Malibu?
- I know, it sounds risky
- Malibu
- but we have surprise.
- [together] Malibu!
- What?
[gasping]
[munching]
[groaning]
For all we know,
he could be picking up his dry cleaning.
Horses eat apples.
They're Pepper's fave treat.
He could be on his way to feed her.
I gotta get back to work.
I'll let you know if any intel
comes up on my side.
[together] Thanks, Renee.
A-ha!
Is this legwork?
- Uh-huh.
- Ooh, we're doing legwork!
A horse-themed fashion show?
[Brooklyn] Exclusive invite.
Tonight only?
That's too much of a coincidence, right?
Ah I feel seen.
- [cell phone ringing]
- Oh!
- Hi, Lady Carson!
- Barbie and Barbie!
Oh, thank goodness,
we've been worried sick.
Not all of us.
Have you found Pepper, or Tornado,
or the Diamond Saddle?
The Championship is just days away.
No, but we've got a really strong lead.
My security team has been
of no help whatsoever.
You two are my only hope.
We promise we'll get the horses
back in time for Saturday.
Thank you, girls.
"We promise"?
Isn't that what you were going to do?
I mean, we can try, but promise?
Oh, Barbies, one more thing?
- Anything.
- There's a café
called "Espresso Yourself"
near St. Mark's Square.
Could you bring back some cannolis--
Uh, we'll call you back, Lady Carson.
Ready to crash a fashion show?
Uh-huh!
[exciting club music plays]
Sorry, ladies, private event.
Unless you have an invite,
I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
How are you going to put on a
fashion show without models?
Hmm, yeah, what she said.
[camera clicking]
Grazie.
- Prego.
- Hmm.
[stumbling] Aah!
Ah! [laughing]
Fashion!
[giggling awkwardly]
Let's find Pepper and the Diamond Saddle
and get out of here before
somebody realizes
we're not supposed to be here.
[woman] You are not supposed to be here!
Dressing rooms five and seven.
You will find your outfits there.
When you're done, head straight
to hair and makeup.
[upbeat music plays]
[gasping] Malibu!
Your hair!
You know, new country, new look, new 'do.
It's amazing!
[giggling]
I kinda love it.
These are pretty fire, too.
Right?
[laughing]
- [gasping]
- What? What is it?
Look, but, you know, don't look-look.
[gasping]
- Now's our chance.
- Places, ladies!
In bocca al lupo.
- What did she just say?
- She wished us luck in Italian.
It literally translates to
"in the mouth of the wolf."
Mouth of the wolf?
Break a leg's
not dangerous-sounding enough?
Uh!
Okay, keep your eyes out
for the Diamond Saddle.
And keep our eyes on Miss Imposter.
[Giovanni] Welcome to an event
never seen before in all of Venice!
She's glittering ♪
Like the stars at night ♪
Watch her shine ♪
Oh, she's burning bright ♪
She's living it ♪
In the neon lights ♪
Glowin' high ♪
So, rider, investigator,
horse thief, now fashion model.
Is there anything you can't do?
I am not a horse thief.
Are you here for the Diamond Saddle?
I'm here to get Pepper.
That's all.
That's our plan, not yours.
Superstar ♪
[gulping]
Did you get anything out of Cassidy?
No. She claims she's innocent.
BT dubs, you're killing it.
Aw! You too, girl.
[Giovanni]
Bravissime! Bravissime!
Are these ladies not magnificent?
[applauding]
And now for the pièce de résistance.
The " pezzo forte," if you will.
The one and only
[together] Pepper!
Diamante Saddle!
[crowd gasping and applauding]
What the--?
[gasping]
She's livin' ♪
Let's get that saddle.
[whinnying]
I've got it!
No, we've got it!
[clapping twice]
Get that saddle out of here.
Aah!
[horse whinnying]
- Huh?
- [grunting]
We can't lose them.
Backstage!
Aah! [grunting]
Be on the lookout for those pesky models.
They're getting away
with the Diamond Saddle!
Let's ditch these clothes and go!
[panting] That was
the fastest quick-change ever.
[panting]
We see you, Cassidy!
If that's your real name!
I'm here to find Pepper!
Just like you!
If you'd just give me a chance to explain!
Oh, you'll have a chance
to explain, all right.
To la polizia.
- Good one, Brooklyn!
- There they are!
Oh, no!
They're getting away!
Oof! [groaning]
[Malibu and Brooklyn] Renee?
What are you doing?
Saving your butts. What's new?
Thanks for landing on her this time.
- [rattling]
- Cassidy!
Hey, my skateboard!
Geez, I think we can add "escape artist"
to Cassidy's ever-growing résumé.
Malibu!
Uh, Malibu?
I don't think we're the only
ones doing the chasing.
Who's chasing us?
Take the next corner.
[panting]
I think we lost them.
Unfortunately, we lost Cassidy, too.
We'll find her,
and the Diamond Saddle.
And my skateboard?
And your skateboard.
- [crashing]
- [gasping] What was that?
[footsteps approaching]
She's glittering ♪
Like the stars at night ♪
Watch her shine ♪
Oh, she's burning bright ♪
She's livin' it ♪
In the neon lights ♪
Glowin' high ♪
Got them hypnotized ♪
G-L-I-T-T-E-R ♪
She's a superstar ♪