[call ringing]
I know, I know. Almost ready.
You're still packing.
No!
-[groaning]
-Well, yes.
Gotta make sure I've got
my super-cute riding boots.
Ken says there are horses
on the estate.
Horses?
I assume that's optional?
-Got 'em!
-Malibu, what have you packed?
You don't happen to know
where I put my passport, do you?
We're supposed
to be at the airport
two hours before departure.
That's just a suggestion,
Brooklyn.
Can you believe we're spending
seven straight days
in the English countryside?
[squealing] I'm so excited!
[squealing] Ah! I can't wait.
Also, I have a surprise.
A surprise?
Focus! Find your passport.
Found it! Be right out.
We're gonna be late.
Don't worry.
Ken's got a shortcut.
[mysterious theme music plays]
[horse whinnying]
[engine revving]
[car honking]
We're all gonna die!
Not today, Marcus, not today!
[tires screeching]
Ken, sure your aunt's cool
with us staying with her?
100%.
Whoa!
[Marcus] Aah! Aah!
[braking]
[Marcus] Whoa! Whoa...
Whaa!
Unh!
And we're here in record time!
I wanna get out!
Don't anybody dare
diss my shortcut.
You sure you can't come?
I wish. I haven't seen
Aunt V in forever,
but the Big Wave Finals
only happen once a year!
Oh, no!
Oh! My passport!
I've been holding onto it
since you got in the car.
It pays to be prepared.
That way,
there are no surprises.
[both] What?
I'm sorry,
but I don't have
two seats together.
But we booked these
six months ago.
And we've got to sit together.
I was hoping we could record
the first episode
of our travel podcast.
Travel podcast?
Surprise!
I thought it'd be fun
to do it together?
It is. I love it!
You do?
As you can see,
it is super important
that we sit together.
You sure there's nothing
you can do?
[typing]
[tires squealing]
[car honking]
[phone notification chiming]
You can slow down, Speedy McGee.
The Big Wave Championship
just got canceled.
Due to... unexpected flatitude?
Great! Now we can join Malibu
and Brooklyn at Aunt V's house.
[tires screeching]
And...
No, I'm sorry, but the flight
is completely full.
You're going
to have to sit separately.
It's only like 10 hours.
We can do the podcast
once we land.
I like that.
Open with "Live from London."
It's gonna be "Live from Malibu"
if you don't get going.
Now, if only we'd been here
two hours--
Run!
England, here we--
Heads up!
[gasping] I am so sorry.
I'm rushing to--
Brooklyn?
Renee? Where are you headed?
Venice! I'm starting
my internship with Interpol.
-[both] Wow!
-Yikes!
And if I don't speed up,
I'll miss my plane!
Us too!
Safe flight!
[Renee] You too!
-I'm in 132J. Where are you?
-Uh...
♪ I can't wait
To fly around the world
♪ From end to end ♪
♪ With all my friends ♪
♪ Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ If you wanna fly around
The world from sea to sea ♪
♪ Let's go, baby ♪
♪ Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Meet me at the top ♪
♪ The top ♪
♪ Meet me at the top ♪
♪ At the top of the world ♪
[whistling]
Live from London,
welcome to episode one
of Passport to Adventure.
I'm your co-host, Barbie...
And I'm your other co-host...
also Barbie,
and it's our pleasure to share
our first-hand experience
of the sights and sounds
of London, England.
Whether it's the London Eye,
Big Ben...
Buckingham Palace
or Westminster Abbey...
We can't wait
to share our travel experiences
with each and every one of you.
Passport to Adventure?
That sounds so exciting.
-Do you like it?
-I love it so much.
♪ Whoa ♪
♪ Meet me at the top ♪
♪ The top ♪
♪ Meet me at the top
Of the world ♪
♪ Meet me at the top
The top ♪
Wow!
O-M-G!
♪ At the top
Meet me at the top ♪
♪ Meet me at the top
The top ♪
♪ Meet me at the top
Of the world ♪
[horse neighing]
[neighing]
[gasping]
-Aw!
-Uh... Malibu?
Aw... oh!
Oh, my gosh.
You are so beautiful.
Yes, you are. Yes, you are!
[camera clicking]
You're a friendly one,
aren't you?
[horse nickering]
Ugh. Too friendly.
Aah! Did she just
do that on purpose?
Aw...
What's your name, pretty lady?
Pepper? Pepper, come back here
right now!
Oh, you must be Morgan.
We're friends
with your cousin Ken.
-I'm Barbie.
-And I'm also Barbie.
Barbie and Barbie?
Ugh, we should
get you name tags.
Well, you can call me "Malibu."
I usually go by "Brooklyn."
Such a pleasure.
Ken mentioned you're
a competitive jumper? That is--
[Morgan]
I must get back to practice.
[horse neighing]
[Malibu]
So, uh, we'll see you around!
She seems nice.
Is that a hedge maze?
Ooh, a regulation-size
competition arena.
That's where the championships
are being held on Saturday.
No, no, no! We will need
twice as many mushroom caps.
Same for the shrimp cocktails.
[whispering]
Oh dear, that much?
Let's go with
the bread puddings instead.
Excellent choice, ma'am.
Hello? Lady Carson?
Barbie! And Barbie!
You made it!
[laughing] Oh, ho, ho! Yes!
[sighing]
You have a beautiful home.
I'm guessing 18th century?
Impressive.
1725, to be exact,
and please, call me Aunt Violet.
Any friend of Ken
is family to me.
How is my dear nephew?
He really wanted to be here.
He never told us we'd basically
be staying in a museum!
We must do a tour, but--
[Lady Puddington] Violet!
You are off your rocker
if you think I'm going to let
this latest indignity pass!
Georgina.
What is the problem today?
The problem today is that--
Who in the heavens are you?
[Lady Carson] This is Barbie.
And this is Barbie!
I've already lost interest.
Now, where was I? Oh, yes.
The problem today
is that once again
your ivy is growing
like a vile weed
into my prize-winning
bougainvillea.
You both must be exhausted.
Milton will escort you
to your rooms.
I'll come fetch you
for a tour shortly.
Georgina, please.
It's your toxic bougainvillea
that is getting tangled
in my ivy.
Well, I never!
[Milton] And your room.
[chiming]
It's right out
of a history book.
I'm afraid to touch anything.
Unless there's anything else
you require,
I shall leave you to settle in.
Thank you, Milton.
Are you seeing this?
It's unbelievable!
This is definitely
late 17th century.
[clicking and sliding]
Huh?
-What the--?
-No way!
A hidden staircase!
We have to check it out.
-[Lady Carson] Knock-knock!
-Oh!
Are you ready for a tour
of our little estate?
We are! Let's do it!
[panting]
The hedge maze is unreal!
I almost got lost in there.
Twice!
We lose about eight to ten
visitors every year.
Ah, here we are,
the final stop of the tour,
Carson Stables.
[Malibu] Pepper!
[laughing]
You've already met?
[chuckling]
I'm just gonna stay
safely out of tongue range.
-[horse whinnying]
-Whaa!
And this is Tornado,
another one
of our Carson Stables
talented jumping horses.
Hey, girl!
S'up.
[horse blowing]
She's a little...
withdrawn for a show horse.
[Malibu] Aw!
Heads up.
Malibu might try to smuggle
her home in her carry-on.
[Morgan]
Would you remove your hands
from my horse?
Malibu and Brooklyn,
have you met
my daughter, Morgan?
We, uh...
had the pleasure earlier.
Have a good practice, dear.
[sighing]
Good's not going to cut it,
is it, Mother?
Now, Morgan, let's not do this
in front of the guests.
As you wish, Mother.
Your cinch!
It's loose.
There you go. All tight.
Don't ever touch
another rider's cinch.
Morgan!
She's right.
She's totally right.
It wasn't my place.
Don't mind her.
She is clearly, uh...
focused on the championship.
Now, if you will excuse me,
I need to finish
preparing for the gala...
not to mention a special
surprise for all the guests.
-[crashing]
-Aah!
Ugh! My goodness, Denholm,
you scared us half to death!
Pardon me, ma'am.
Just cleaning out the stalls.
Quite a lot in there.
Might suggest we reduce
the fiber in their feed.
Denholm, please!
We have company.
Denholm is our head stableman,
and he's not supposed
to be skulking around back here,
but out in the arena,
fixing the jumps
so Pepper and Morgan
can practice properly.
Yes, ma'am, on my way.
Do you think Morgan would mind
if we watched her practice?
Of course not.
Besides, Milton and I
have a hundred things to do
before tonight's gala.
We'll just watch
for a bit, okay?
As long as you're okay with
me recording our second episode.
Settled into the estate,
Malibu and I had decided
to take in some of the culture
of the English countryside
and observe
a show jumping rehearsal.
[Malibu] Show jumping
is considered an art form,
celebrating the beauty
and grace of the horse,
the skill and precision
of the rider,
and the deep bond between them.
[Brooklyn] But the day was still
young, and once the sun set,
the grounds of Carson Estates
would be transformed into a--
-Hey!
-What is it?
You didn't see that?
Something shiny in the bushes?
Nope.
They're really good.
Okay, now I get
why you're into this.
[banging]
-Hmm.
-What's up?
Pepper! Settle down!
Something seems... off.
-[gasping]
-[neighing]
-[yelping] Ow!
-No!
[groaning in pain]
[horse whinnying in distress]
Whoa!
Whoa. Whoa.
-Calm down.
-Malibu!
It's okay. It's all right.
You can trust me.
How's that? Does it feel okay?
[wincing] Ah...
It'll do. Thank you.
I've gotten it
as secure as possible,
but you will need to see,
you know,
a medical professional.
[gasping] How is she?
Morgan's gonna be fine,
but her leg might be broken.
Not her. Pepper!
-Mother!
- I'm worried about you too.
There, there.
I certainly can't compete
on Saturday.
My leg is broken!
Oh, Morgan, darling,
this is no time
for one of your over-reactions.
[gasping] Over-reactions?
[Lady Carson] You do
make mountains out of molehills.
What's this?
The cinch, it's loose.
Maybe she loosened it.
No, I tightened it.
I was helping.
[sobbing] Ow.
Mother!
Denholm, can you please
help Morgan?
And now I have to find
a replacement rider.
But nobody else can ride Pepper.
She's my horse!
If you can't ride,
someone else will have to.
You know how important this is.
Come, come, girls.
The reception starts
in a few hours,
and I could really
use your help.
I-- I tightened it, I swear.
I know you did,
but what do you think happened?
I don't know.
Something weird
is definitely is going on.
I still can't get over
what happened to Morgan.
Did you see the stink-eye
Denholm gave me?
Like I did something?
Eh, I wouldn't worry about it,
I think he's got
a resting stink-eye face.
You should worry about what
we're going to wear to the gala.
Lady Carson left a bunch
of Morgan's dresses in here.
I guess it's a bunch of stuff
she's never even worn.
[laughing]
Yeah, I can see
why these might not be
Morgan's cup of tea.
[laughing]
[formal music plays]
[camera flashing]
Thank you, Milton.
So fancy.
It's like the prom times ten.
Shall we get our mingle on?
Let's do it.
[mysterious music plays]
[typing on keyboard]
You're a rider!
What gave me away?
[laughing] I'm Cassidy.
You can call me Brooklyn.
Malibu. Are you excited
about the championship?
We're excited! I mean,
we're not jumping like you,
but we'll be in the stands,
jumping on the inside.
Did I ask if you were excited?
Very much so.
You know, a little nervous.
So many great riders here.
Who are all the,
um... non-riders?
Ah, let me introduce you
to the cream of the crop
of British horse society.
That's Giovanni Binatchi.
He's a big-time collector
from Italy.
Dietrich, look at this yacht
I'm bidding on.
Have you seen such a vessel?
[laughing]
No, of course you haven't.
A collector? Of what?
Of everything, I think.
Look, it's got
two helicopter pads.
Very valuable when you need
to make a quick get-away,
you know what I mean? [laughing]
[cackling]
Of course you don't,
you're not me.
Fascinating.
Owning big-time horses
is more of a hobby
than anything else,
and the guy Giovanni
is spitting all over
is Dietrich Blutbergmann.
He's the President
of the Royal Equine Society.
You can't purchase or register
a show horse
without his blessing.
You want to make sure
you're on his good side.
In fact, I heard a story once
that he--
Ugh! These mushroom caps
are putrid.
Did she just dig them up
from the ground?
And that's Lady--
[together] We've met.
[clinking glass]
May I have
your attention, please?
Thank you all so much
for coming!
This Saturday will be the 150th
European
Show Jumping Championship,
and we at Carson Stables
are absolutely tickled
to host this most
prestigious event.
And as a special treat,
with permission
from the Royal Equine Society,
it's my honor
to present the trophy
everyone will be champing
at the bit for on Saturday,
the heralded Diamond Saddle,
worn by Carson Estates'
very own champion,
Pepper!
[applause]
Pepper looks better.
Any girl looks better
wearing that many diamonds.
Mamma Mia! È'bellissima!
She is a magnificent creature.
Sì. She is, but you're talking
about the saddle, no?
I'm talking about the horse.
[groaning]
The saddle,
which will be presented
to the winner
of the event on Saturday,
is worth an estimated
50 million pounds.
-[applause]
-[scoffing] Huh!
It couldn't weigh
more than 30 pounds.
Pepper, of course, is priceless.
She better watch herself.
Her luck is about to run out.
No, it needs to happen tonight!
Tonight!
Can the legend be true?
I can't believe it.
You're actually here.
[Lady Carson]
Thank you Pepper, darling.
That'll be all, Denholm.
[Malibu] Lady Carson?
Would you mind terribly
if Brooklyn and I
take her to her stall?
Of course, dear.
You don't mind,
do you, Brooklyn?
Okay.
Hello. Have we met?
I'm Lady Carson,
and... uh...
who do you compete for?
Uh, excuse me.
I have to, um, use the loo.
[suspenseful music plays]
[horse nickering]
[horse whinnying]
[Brooklyn] Help!
[girls panting]
[panting] Stop!
[horse whinnying]
-[neighing]
-[engine revving]
[panting]
Horse van...
we couldn't stop them...
Barbie! What's wrong?
Pepper!
She's been horse-napped!
Horse-napped!
And it's worse.
How could it be worse?
They've got
the Diamond Saddle, too.
Shut the gates!
Nobody leaves
until my security arrives!
You think it was one of us?
It could have been
any one of you.
Even us?
Even you!
♪ I can't wait to fly around
The world from end to end ♪
♪ With all my friends ♪
♪ Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ If you wanna fly around
The world from sea to sea ♪
♪ Let's go, baby ♪
♪ Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Meet me at the top ♪
♪ The top ♪
♪ Meet me at the top
Of the world ♪
♪ Meet me at the top
of the world ♪