Enroute to the tropical rainforest of Brazil, Alex and Stan discuss the mission.
"Stan, why would anyone want to destroy the rainforest?" asks Alex.
"Well, Alex, usually it is to open additional land to farming! Brazil needs more farms to help feed its people! But this destruction is far from any known community!"
"It doesn't make a lot of sense!"
"You're right, Alex, it doesn't!"
Soon the WOOHP jet is approaching the destination. Alex and Stan are startled by what they see outside of the window.
Not only has approximately 100 acres of rainforest been destroyed, but a fenced in building of some sort has been erected in this very short time!
"How did they accomplish that?" asks Alex, in awe.
"They must have had one HUGE labor force, to complete a building of that size, in so short of a time!" responds Stan.
"Well, at least we know why the rainforest was cleared – so that whoever did this could build this building in total privacy! Do you think it's some sort of recluse getaway?"
"If it is, the recluse has very poor artistic taste! That looks more like a factory than a house!" remarks Stan.
"But how can they transport their merchandise? There are no roads, they're three miles away from a river, and the closest airport is over 200 miles away!"
"Good point, Alex! I guess we will find out very soon!" remarks Stan as both he and Alex put on their backpack parachutes, and leap from the plane! The WOOHP jet changes course and starts on its return trip home.
As they are floating down, Alex remarks, "Stan, I really don't like these wading hip boots! They are totally not cool and they're totally hot to wear too! As if it's not hot enough already here!"
"I understand Alex, but Jerry must have had a reason for wanting us to wear hip boots! I've grown to trust Jerry's instincts on gadgets," remarks Stan. Alex accepts the mild rebuff, but she still doesn't like the boots!
Little do Stan and Alex know, their approach has been caught on video camera. "So! My little operation has finally garnered the attention of WOOHP, as I hoped it would!" Glancing at a close-up of the two parachutists, the video watcher remarks happily, "Good! They even sent the correct spy! How appropriate!"
The video watcher then turns to his microphone. An intercom blares throughout the factory, "Girls! Our guests have arrived! Please make them welcome!"
Meanwhile, Stan and Alex have landed outside of the fence.
"Stan? The safest thing to do would be to tunnel in over there, close to the building! That way we may escape notice by any security cameras!"
"Great idea, Alex! I'll drill!" remarks Stan.
But as Alex and Stan start to walk toward their target through the brush, Alex says, "Ouch! What just hit my left thigh?"
Stan quickly turns around, as does Alex. They are startled to see a large Bushmaster snake, about 10 feet long slithering away in the underbrush! They had startled the snake by coming too close to its hiding place, and the snake reacted instinctively to the threat by striking!
"Alex! Turn around! How do you feel?" asks a concerned Stan. A Bushmaster bite would be lethal!
Alex slowly turns around, and says, "I feel all right, Stan! I just felt a hit on my back upper left thigh!"
Stan quickly looks in the vicinity Alex described. He sees two puncture indentations in the hip boots, but no penetration! The boots are too thick for the snakebite to penetrate!
"Thank God, Alex! The boots prevented you from getting bitten by that snake!" remarks Stan.
A little sheepishly, Alex says as she realizes what could have happened to her, "You know, Stan? All of the sudden I'm becoming quite fond of these boots!"
Stan smiles. "They ARE very becoming on you! Are you ready to continue, Alex?"
"Sure am, Stan!"
The remaining trip to the fence close to the building is uneventful. Stan quickly deploys the drill part of his hip boots and quickly drills an access entry hole for he and Alex. Soon they are standing next to the building.
"Should we drill or bungee in?" Alex asks.
"Let's bungee in! If we use the air vents, we should go unnoticed!" remarks Stan. With that, Stan and Alex bungee to the roof of the building. Every move they make is being watched on video camera.
"Look, Stan! TWO air vents. We probably should split up, and keep in touch via communicator!"
"Great idea, Alex! Which vent do you want?"
"I'll take the one over there on the far right side of the building!"
"OK, Alex! Good luck!"
Stan and Alex split up. Stan quietly walks over to the vent on the far left side of the building, and lasers open the grate. He deploys his bungee belt and lowers himself silently to the cross vent. He starts crawling in the vent, looking for clues.
After about ten minutes, Stan sees Alex standing in the middle of a hallway. He signals to her from the vent. "Alex! Wait up! I'll join you!" he says quietly.Alex smiles, and stands expectantly waiting for Stan.
Stan lasers open the vent cover, and jumps down to the hallway. "Did you find anything, Alex?"
"Yes!" she remarks. "This way!" she continues, as her head does a noticeable twitch.
"Alex? Are you all right?" asks Stan with concern.
"Fine!" she replies. Her head twitches again. Stan is starting to wonder if maybe some of that Bushmaster's venom hadn't gotten into Alex's body. But he couldn't see how! The bite attempt didn't penetrate the boots!
Alex leads Stan into a large open area. She walks right to the middle of the area! Stan quickly approaches Alex, and grabs her arm!
"Alex! We have to stay hidden! Come on! Over here by the wall, not out in the open!"
Alex doesn't say a word, she just follows Stan to the side wall.
"Are you sure you're all right, Alex?" Stan asks as he faces her. He knows Alex isn't careless. Why would she walk into the middle of an open area? He gets his answer….. from behind him!
"I'm fine!" Stan whirls around and sees—ALEX! But as he turns back he sees ANOTHER Alex! Soon Stan is surrounded by 20 Alexes, many armed with laser rifles! Stan is captured! He is handcuffed and led to a conference room. Five armed Alexes wait with him. Soon a figure enters the conference room from the front door.
"Ah! One of my guests!" remarks the figure as he strides toward Stan in the darkness. Every other step is accompanied by a 'clank' sound on the conference room tile floor. Soon Stan sees his 'host'.
"Macker the Safecracker!" Stan says.
"Yes, Stan! How did you know?"
"I try to keep up to date on all criminals, even though I am not a normal field agent any more! I read about your plan to rob all of the Central Banks in all of the countries of the world at the same time, using clones of Sam, Clover and Alex. If I recall correctly, you used the DNA from their hair. But how did you know my name, and how were you able to create so many Alex clones? I thought you had used all of the 'hair' in your last scheme!"
"You are quite up to date on my past exploits! As for knowing who you are, I've been eavesdropping on your conversations with Alex!
"As you have noticed, I have an army of Alex clones! I used the hair she graciously provided me when we tumbled, after I had tackled her as she lasered my control wiring in the Alps!"
"What's your game, Macker and what have you done with the real Alex?" demands Stan.
Macker smiles. "My game is to take control of all the world leaders! I will send one of my Alex clones to the island WOOHP sent my other clones, and get them to release a number of Clover, Alex and Sam clones. I will then send each team of clones to visit a head of a country! They will get something with the leaders' DNA and return to me! I will then make clones of ALL the world leaders, replace the real leaders with them, and take over the world!!"
"And the real Alex?"
Macker just smiles again. "Take him away, my clones!" With that, the Alex clones take hold of Stan and pull him out of the conference room.
"If you harmed one hair on her head, Macker, I swear you'll regret it!" vowed Stan as he was forcibly exiting.
"You are hardly in a position to threaten me, Stan!" remarked Macker smugly.
Stan knew Macker was right. He wasn't currently in a position to break free, but the clones hadn't taken any of his gadgets away! Very soon he'd be free, and when he was, he was going to find out what happened to Alex, and then extract his pound of flesh from Macker's butt, especially if he hurt her in any way!
The clones dragged Stan down a number of corridors to a cell like room. The room was only half-lit. They opened the door and unceremoniously pushed him into the cell, locking the door behind him.
"Stan?" a voice said out of the unlit part of the cell. Soon Alex appeared. Or was it just another clone? Stan had to make sure.
"Hi, Alex! Alex! I need to know, and just can't remember! Who teamed with Sam and Clover?"
Alex looked at him quizzically, "Stan, Dr. Quincy teamed with Sam, and Jerry with Clover." She then asked with a bit of anger in her voice, "Did Macker hit you in the head? I'll nail that jerk if…."
But Stan interrupts. "No, Alex! He didn't hit me! I had to make sure that you were the REAL Alex, because only she would know who teamed with the other gals! These clones wouldn't!"
Calming down, Alex responds, "Oh, Ok! Here! Let me laser those handcuffs! I've already lasered mine off!" So saying, Alex frees Stan from the cuffs.
"Alex? Would you have any nail polish handy?" asks Stan.
Alex gives Stan a weird look. Nail polish? Why would he want nail polish? She figures that Stan probably had been hit in the head, and was a bit addled. She'll indulge him because she knows she needs him and he needs her to get out of this mess and stop Macker!
"Sure, Stan! I have my Sea Foam Nail Polish. Here!"
"Thanks, Alex!" says Stan. Stan opens the bottle, turns toward Alex and splashes the polish on the left top front of Alex's jumpsuit.
"STAN!!! Look what you've done!!!" Alex cries angrily.
"Sorry, Alex! I need to know who the real Alex is without having to ask questions! That is the easiest way!"
Alex's anger quickly subsides, as she realizes Stan is right. "Oh! Sorry I got so mad, Stan!"
"When we get done with this mission, I'll gladly buy you a new jumpsuit as well as pay for the dry cleaning of this one, Alex," remarks Stan, with a wink.
"Now to bust out of here, and stop Macker!" remarks Alex.
In the meantime, Macker is making a very important cell phone call.
"Hello? Chairman? This is Committee Member 111!"
"Hello Member 111. How is the plan going?"
"Better than hoped! By locating my cloning facility in the rainforest, I have been able to cut the time to develop a clone by 90 percent! I already have an army of 100 Alex clones! We will be able to have clones of the world leaders in less than 3 days!"
"Excellent Member 111! Well done! Have you gotten any interference?"
"As expected, WOOHP sent one of those pesky teen girl spies, along with an older male agent, to try to stop me."
"Only one of the teen girl spies? Which one?"
"They conveniently sent Alex! She is my prisoner as is the other spy!"
"So, WOOHP has broken the trio up into at least two teams! Very good!"
"I am going to leave now for my Clone Control Facility in the French Alps!"
"What about your prisoners?"
"My clones will keep them here! The prisoners will be completely neutralized when my clones carry out the next phase of the plan here!"
"Truly outstanding work, Member 111! Continue on with the rest of the plan and let me know how things are going, from the Alps!"
"Yes, sir!" With that, Macker and the Chairman conclude their call.