Follow My Footprints

Episode Synopsis:
News comes that Carmen Sandiego has died in a plane crash in the Himalayas. VILE henchpeople, along with Zack and Ivy, race against each other to see who will inherit VILE in Carmen's place.

Carmen: How ya doin', boys? Out for a little spin?
Chinese Pilot: *says something in Chinese*
Pilot: You heard the man, Carmen. You are prohibited from entering Chinese airspace, so just do yourself a favor and set her down.
Carmen: Sorry. You forgot to say please.

Player: Wow, Carmen. That has to be your cleverest trick ever. Carmen? Carmen? Carmen?

Zack: Chief, an Acme agent in Nepal said Carmen was spotted in Kathmandu!
Ivy: We've been signalling you for--Chief?
Zack: Whoa, what's wrong with him, Ive?
Ivy: Turn off that obnoxious video game, for starters.
Zack: What? US Air Force Reconnaissance Film?
Pilot: "Carmen, pull out! Pull out!"
Zack: Is that...?
Chief: Carmen. She's uh, she never had the chance, she's uh, gone. Forever.
Zack: Not Carmen! Chief, come on! No way she could be!
Ivy: No...
Chief: No more news. The search was cancelled. She was buried under a million tons of snow. I'm...I'm going to...go. If you need any info, access pre-recorded files. I, ah, can't process anymore right now.
Zack: He's in bad shape, sis.
Ivy: Before Carmen went bad she was the Chief's top detective, and when you lose someone you care for like that, grieving is natural.

Zack: I'd better close her file.
Ivy: Bye, Carmen. What? What's going on?
Zack: Whoa, get a load of this, Ive!
Carmen: Hello detectives. If you're closing my file, I guess something unforeseen must've happened to me.
Zack: She somehow bugged the cancel code so if we ever closed her file it would activate a hidden message!
Carmen: What will you do, detectives, now that I'm gone? I guess that means you were the best, after all. Or, does it? Even though I won't be there to pull it off myself, I do have one last big crime to remember me by. The clock is ticking.
Ivy: Three clues. To Carmen's final caper.

Lars Vegas: It's Carmen's attorney, Lee what's-his-name.
Lee Galease: Good day. I'm Lee Galease. And the law can be tricky, so, listen carefully. "In the event of the eventuality which has eventuated, I have been instructed to state the following: be it known that under the standard Criminal Empire Succession Agreement with respect to paragraphs 1 through 85b expressions at forth therein the part of the first party of Carmen Sandiego, owner and proprietor of VILE, hereby causes a contest to be initiated amongst the party of the second part known. The outcome of which contest shall determine who shall assume all roles and responsibilites of said estate by virtue of to witness the solutions of three clues of which said contest is solely and completely comprised." Thank you for your attention, I've taken the liberty of extracting my retainer from the estate. Have a nice day, if not, consider suing.
Moe Skeeter: What was all that mumbo-jumbo?
Sara Bellum: He said, if you'd only listen, that Carmen left three clues. And whoever solves the most will inherit VILE.

Ivy: Whoa! Carmen's henchmen must be scoping out the same clues! Abe L. Boddy was just arrested stealing a truckload of volcanic ash from Mount Saint Helens!
Zack: Carmen's final clues would never be easy enough for a bonehead like Abe L. Boddy to crack.
Ivy: Ha ha ha ha! Bonehead. Hey...that's not a bad idea, Zack.

Zack: Crime number one: "I'll leave you footprints near the leaky mountain."
Ivy: A leaky mountain...Player, infoscan...what, um...maybe volcanoes. They're kinda leaky mountains.
Zack: Chief!
Chief: What? Oh! Sorry, uh...I was just trying to figure out where I went wrong, detectives. With Carmen, you know--you know. I'll get out of your way, you have work to do.
Ivy: No! Chief, wait!
Zack: Don't blame yourself, Chief.
Ivy: She made the choices that put her in that avalanche on her own.
Zack: But you know, it helps to think about the time you did have with her. It'll make you feel better about the good things.
Chief: You think so? Hm.

Computer: The following information was prerecorded at an earlier time.
Chief: "Okay, if you're talking Louis Leakey, gumshoes, and I think you are, you have to be talking about Odevai Gorge, a small valley in East Africa, where this digger--who dug the past--did some serious digging! Dig-tive."
Computer: This concludes the current prerecorded info.
Ivy: Wow. The Chief definitely recorded that before he started grieving over Carmen.

Computer: This C-5 corridor from San Francisco to the East African country of Tanzania has been prerecorded for your traveling pleasure.

Ivy: Zack, look! Isn't that Carmen's henchman Archie Ology?
Archie Ology: Oh, it looks four million years old! This is incredible! This is unbelievable! This is very old.

Ivy: Mm-hm. 'Scuse me...whatcha doin', Archie?
Archie Ology: Go away! Huh?
Zack: You're busted, Archie.
Archie Ology: Argh! Dig this, gumshoes! *scoops up a shoveful of dirt and hurls it at Zack and Ivy*
Ivy: Hey!
*Zack and Ivy cough*
Ivy: Hey Archie! Where ya goin'? Ha ha ha!
Archie Ology: Huh?
Ivy: Not the preferred method of capturing a crook.

Archie Ology: Just get me out of here! I've always hated fieldwork!
Ivy: Don't worry, Archie. Have we got a nice, safe cage for you.

Computer: This prerecorded tunnel is bound from Odevai Gorge, Tanzania, to Milan, Italy.

Moe Skeeter: Uh, Lars, the painting's on the wall.
Lars Vegas: So what do you need? Bolt cutters? Screw drivers?
Moe Skeeter: No, it's on the wall!
Lars Vegas: Of course it's on the wall! This is a museum!
Moe Skeeter: No! It's a fresco!
Lars Vegas: It's a musuem!
Moe Skeeter: No! The painting's a fresco!
Lars Vegas: No! The painting's a da Vinci, you witless insect! So how are we gonna take it?
Moe Skeeter: We're not! It's a fresco, and that means it's painted on the wall! I told you it was on the wall.
Lars Vegas: Yeah, but who knew it was on the wall?
Zack: Sounds like badly-in-need-of-a-nose-job Moe Skeeter.
Ivy: And Lars Vegas, the biggest sleazebag on the circuit.
Zack: Then speaking of bags, I say we bag them!

Moe: Look what you did!
Lars: Moe, get us out of here!
Ivy: Ha ha! Well, Carmen they're not.

Chief: Uh, guys, I, I have something I need to tell you.
Zack: How ya doing, Chief?
Chief: Well, I...I want you to know how much I appreciate you. You two. And I...well, I couldn't bear it if anything were to happen to you.
Zack: Nothing's going to happen to us, Chief.
Ivy: And nothing's going to happen to this case if we don't figure out the next clue.
Chief: Okay, okay. Just be careful out there. You're all I've got. Oh, I'm through, do the clue, whoopee-doo, toodle-loo.
Zack: I think he's making progress, Ive. He seems to be putting Carmen's demise behind him.
Ivy: Yeah. And he's getting back on his feet back to business.
Chief: I don't have feet, but I appreciate the thought.
Zack and Ivy: *laughs*
Ivy: I definitely think he's turning the corner.

Michelle: And this controls thrust factors, kind of like a live-action video game.
Zack: But we don't even know if the C-5 corridor can send us to the moon, and even if it can, you know it's not accurate enough. We could wind up on Vulcan!
Chief: Uh, did some tabulating, gumshoes, and uh, it's not good. Even if I drain the hard drive, compress the data screen, fire up the hyperintergital laser transometer and establish a sub either connection with a laser reflector, there is still only a small window of opportunity.
Ivy: How small, Chief?
Chief: Well, you have exactly 60 seconds on the lunar surface, and if I miss bringing you back by one millisecond--
Zack: Millisecond?! That's it, we're not going!
Michelle: C-5 launch in ten, nine, eight, seven...
Chief: Uh, stop! No! No! Wait, wait! You're right! I can't consent to this! Abort mission, abort mission!
Michelle: Six, five, four, three, two, one...
Chief: Wait! Hold everything!!
Michelle: Zero! Launch!
Chief: Zack! Ivy! We've gotta rethink this! You're on your way 239,000 miles to the lightless, airless, waterless moon! Oh no...what have I let them do?!

Zack: Well, okay, she's not here, let's go home.
Ivy: There she is, Zack!
Zack: I sure hope the Chief is paying attention, Ivy. We've got less than a minute before he needs to energize the C-5 and get us out of--whoa!
Sara Bellum: You're a long way from home, Zackary.
Zack: I go where the crime is, Sara. Maybe you didn't know that about me.
Sara Bellum: No matter. I've already got the memorial plate.
Ivy: But you don't have that footprint, do you, Sara? And that's what you need.
Sara Bellum: I have it now.

Chief: Hey, stop right there! Sara Bellum, you're busted! I'll never let another crook get away like Carmen did!
Zack: Alright!
Ivy: You're back to your normal self!
Chief: Yep. Now let's go home.

Ivy: Woohoo! That was great!
Zack: Chief, did you see us zipping around with those jetpacks? We were on the moon!
Chief: I am looking at two of the finest detectives I know. And two of the best friends I have.
Ivy: Aw. It's good to have you back with us, Chief.
Chief: Wow! You know, losing Carmen really hurts, but it's going to be okay.
Zack: There's one last thing we should do, Chief. I think it'll help us all finally get over our loss.

Ivy: Goodbye, Carmen. I hope you've found some peace.
Zack: Huh?
Ivy: Huh? Look, Zack! What's this? "Look up?"
Zack and Ivy: Carmen!
Carmen: I'm truly touched, detectives. Nice to know my successors really care.
Zack and Ivy: Successors?!
Carmen: You beat out all my henchmen so you get to take my place if the occasion should ever really arise.

Player: What do you know, Carmen, it was all just a clever trick to find out who could take your place someday.
Chief: Oh, there you are, Carmen! That's right, the old foolish Chief, crying like a baby over somebody playing a great big trick on him. Well, I don't think it was clever!
Carmen: Well, the added bonus for me was finding out that you really still care about me, Chief.
Chief: Oh, yeah? Well, but, uh, that doesn't mean that I won't see you behind bars as soon as possible, Carmen!
Carmen: Until next crime, Chief. I just love it when you get so emotionally involved.
Chief: Ha ha ha! Zack, Ivy, we're back on the job! Good luck! Better get away! Warning, warning, Will Robinson! Do you hear me? Awooga! Awooga! I want her caught! No parking in the white zone!