[mysterious theme music plays]
[horse whinnying]
I still can't believe
Pepper was stolen,
and right out from under us.
[sighing]
Poor Lady Carson.
She loses her prize horse
and the Diamond Saddle...
although I don't know
why she accused us
along with everyone else.
-What's up with that?
-She's distraught.
With Morgan injured
and Pepper stolen,
she has zero chance of winning
the Championship this weekend.
[yawning]
I just wish we could have
got there sooner.
It was nice of her
to finally let us all go by...
3:00 a.m.?
[sleepily] Yeah... 3:00 a.m.
Still, something doesn't add up.
[moaning groggily]
Poor Pepper...
[dream music swirling]
[panting anxiously]
Pepper!
Oh, no, you don't.
[walls creaking]
Oh! Oof!
Lady Carson?
You let her go!
I didn't let her go!
[panting]
You let her go!
Oh... Ah!
You let her go!
[all] You let her go!
You let her go! You let her go!
You let her go!
[Malibu] We have to save Pepper!
Rise and shine, sleepyhead!
[sighing]
What are you doing up so early?
I never went to bed.
Aren't you exhausted?
Extremely, but I couldn't
stop thinking
about what happened last night.
I know, it's bugging me, too.
And we were right there.
Something's not quite right,
though I can't put
my finger on it.
What are you thinking?
Our travel podcast
just became a mystery podcast.
Mystery podcast?
I'm so in.
I present to you
Brooklyn's Top-Secret,
Super-Awesome Board
of Potential
Horse-Napping Suspects.
You know, it's a working title.
Whoa. You really captured
Denholm's eyebrows.
Right? I would kill
for that type of volume!
We should show this
to Lady Carson!
-You think?
-Let's do it.
Hmm, missed call from Ken
last night.
Well, it's an eight-hour
time difference.
-He's probably asleep.
-Ugh!
Or, um...
maybe we leave it here
and go get her.
[laughing]
[snoring]
Ken...
Ken, wake up!
Marcus?
Hey, buddy, what's going on?
It's time to trade seats,
that's what's going on.
Actually, come back
in, like, half an hour.
You promised
we'd switch seats half-way.
I've been back in Economy
getting sneezed on, cried at,
and have smelled
every bathroom break
for the last 12 hours.
Just a few more minutes.
[grumbling] Agh!
Come on, it's time to trade.
-Marcus, let go!
-You get up!
-I'm not moving!
-[grunting]
This is your pilot speaking.
We need to make an unexpected
landing in Edinburgh.
I repeat, Edinburgh.
Not London.
Now, is there anyone else
you feel might have had a motive
to steal this, uh... Pepper?
[sniffling] No.
I believe we covered everyone.
Mother, what about the Barbies?
Dear, you can't possibly think
they would steal Pepper.
That Malibu
has been bonkers over Pepper
ever since she arrived.
Brooklyn even warned us
that she'd try to take her home.
I think that was a joke,
sweetheart.
Oh, there's no joking
when it comes to horse-napping.
They were the last ones to see
her before she was stolen.
We should probably
question these, uh...
Barbies you're referring to.
We're suspects?
I'd be delighted
to fetch them for you.
[gasping] What do we do?
-Quick, in here!
-[yelping]
Whoa-oh-oh!
Oh! Oof! Ugh! Uh! Oh! Whoa! Ah!
Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!
[grunting] Uh!
So sorry! You okay?
[groaning] Uh...
What was that for?
Well, Morgan
was about to turn us over
to the security guards.
Weren't they just
gonna question us?
They were gonna take us
down to Scotland Yard.
I don't think they have
that jurisdiction.
I can't do it, Malibu.
You're tougher than me.
What does that mean?
Remember last summer?
What, traffic school?
[chuckling]
That stays
on your permanent record,
like, forever!
You're right.
Until we can figure out
what's going on
and clear our names,
this might be our safest bet.
[Malibu] At least we get
to explore a secret passageway.
Let's see where it goes!
[shuddering]
Uh, you're not
the least bit concerned?
[chuckling] About what?
I don't know, spiders? Rats?
Stagnant water? Black mold?
You forgot... ghosts.
-Uh-uh, not fair!
-[giggling]
You know my feelings
on the paranormal!
Hmm...
Oh, Barbies!
There's someone to see you!
Barbie One?
Barbie Two?
Where could they have
disappeared to?
Where do you think it goes?
Based on the angles, length,
and time between echoes,
I'd estimate they run
the length of the estate.
Maybe all the way
to the stables?
[chuckling] So you can do
echolocation now?
You can't?
[Lady Carson]
This is a disaster!
I don't know
what I'm going to do
if we don't find
that Diamond Saddle!
Oh!
Would it be too much trouble
to get a refill?
[door banging open]
Malibu and Brooklyn
have disappeared.
[gasping]
Very suspicious,
don't you think?
[gasping]
They think we took Pepper!
Let's not panic.
We just need to remain calm
-and--
-[banging nearby]
[shrieking in terror]
[both] Ghost!
Hello? Who's down here?
[screaming] Go, go, go!
[shrieking]
[panting]
The stables? You were right!
And you doubted
my echolocation skills.
Echolocation skills?
[yelping]
Cassidy?
Actually
Agent Cassidy Birdwhistle.
But you look like you're--
A rider?
A very convincing costume,
I know.
I was going to say 17.
But what are you doing here?
I'm on a top-secret assignment.
Undercover, you know?
This was the last place
Pepper was seen
before she was stolen.
[quietly] Top secret?
So you don't suspect us?
Because Lady Carson's
Security Team
is currently looking for us.
Neither of you
seem like horse thieves.
I mean,
where would you hide a horse?
-Right?
-Is there any way
you could say something
to the guards?
They seem to think
that we're involved.
I'll be sure to let them know.
-Thank you!
-Really appreciate it.
We do really want
to help find Pepper.
Brooklyn and I
feel awful about it.
Especially when it happened
on our watch.
You were here when it happened?
Yes. We had just
put Pepper back in her stall.
We left the stable,
heard something,
and the next thing you know,
someone had taken her.
This was Pepper's stall?
[Malibu] Yes!
[whinnying]
That's Tornado,
Pepper's best friend.
She misses her pal.
Huh, careful.
She can be a bit, uh, chill
until she gets to know you--
Aw...
Or... not.
-[neighing]
-Oh.
We'll help you look for stuff.
You know, evidence.
Did we know about that?
A security camera?
If there's a camera,
that means the footage
must be saved somewhere.
If only we could locate--
-[novelty car horn blaring]
-Ooh!
What is that?
Oh, it's just Lady Puddington.
[Malibu] Yikes,
those are some
seriously muddy heels.
Doesn't she know
those are limited editions?
Oh, Georgina...
just what I needed.
Violet, darling,
I'm just so sorry
for your misfortune.
You are?
Absolutely.
Now, come tell me everything.
You must be
extremely humiliated.
Hmm...
Oh, please wipe your shoes
before coming in.
The guards should be questioning
Lady Puddington.
She loves jewelry
and hates Lady Carson.
She can't wait to crush her
at the Championships.
-You two really want to help?
-Absolutely.
Stick close to her,
and see whether she slips up.
Meanwhile,
I'm going to try and find
where the security footage
is saved.
We'll meet up later?
To compare notes?
Uh... sure.
Back into the passageways?
-Do we have to?
-We have to.
[Brooklyn] If you see something,
say something,
especially if that something
is Denholm.
[Lady Puddington]
With Morgan injured,
you're running out of
horse and rider options
for the championships,
and to lose
the Diamond Saddle as well?
Why, the Royal Equine Society
must be absolutely furious.
Oh, the indignity!
[novelty ringtone]
I'm sorry, Violet.
I hate to interrupt
your humiliation,
but I must take this.
Hello?
Oh, for crying out loud, Giles.
I told you, it's east
of the wishing stone, not west.
Then 30 paces down the track.
This is the kind of stuff
that should go into the podcast.
Oh! Oh, yeah!
Wherever the wishing stone was,
it potentially held clues
to the whereabouts
of the missing Pepper.
And in the soggy, bleak
British climate,
the terrain was bound to be
extra muddy.
Lady P's shoes
were caked in mud!
And whatever
she's had hidden there,
she wasn't about
to let anyone find out about it,
least of all Lady Carson.
[both gasping]
[both] Pepper!
What?
Hmm...
Now, Violet, where were we?
Ah, yes.
"Oh, the indignity!"
We gotta tell Cassidy.
[clicking mouse]
[grumbling]
[clicking mouse]
[groaning]
Oh!
We're getting
pretty good at this.
Only took three tries.
Oh, it's just you two.
Did you find anything?
The footage
from the night of the theft.
-Ooh, it's a little, uh--
-Blank?
It's been completely erased.
Oh, we forgot to tell you
what we found.
Check it out!
That's you doing
upside-down yoga.
Oh, uh, whoops!
[Lady Puddington]
It's east of the wishing stone,
not west!
Then 30 paces down the track.
That's actually
really good work.
The wishing stone?
I know where that is.
I'll draw you a map.
Be careful, this whole section
here is cliff edge.
Stay far away from that.
How long will it take
to get there?
It's a bit of a hike.
Who said anything
about hiking?
Oh, no. No, no, no, no...
[whinnying]
-[gulping]
-Uh...
Are we sure this a good idea?
I only have good ideas.
Tornado will look after you,
won't you, girl?
[neighing]
[chuckling nervously]
What a kidder.
Wait, what do I do again?
[laughing nervously]
I'm doing it! I'm doing it!
Is this, uh, galloping?
[laughing] No.
It's a really technical
horse term called "a walk."
All right, Whirlwind, ready
to show Brooklyn how it's done?
[whinnying]
Are we galloping now?
Not even close.
It's, so, so...
bouncy!
[laughing]
Did they just take Tornado?
Security! Security!
♪ Together we ride ♪
The Barbies! There they go!
♪ With the wind
And the world beneath us ♪
♪ Even when the clouds come
'round, 'round, 'round ♪
♪ Even if the sky
Comes down, down, down ♪
♪ Even when the world's
too loud, loud, loud ♪
♪ We will ride it out
We will ride it out ♪
♪ So bring the rain
Bring the thunder ♪
♪ We ride together
We ride together ♪
♪ All we need is each other ♪
♪ We ride together
We ride together ♪
We made it! Kind of.
I can't wait to see the look
on Malibu and Brooklyn's faces
when we surprise them.
How long until we get
to the English countryside?
I'm starving.
Really? I'm kind of stuffed.
I think it was the second
helping of the Surf and Turf.
-The what now?
-Oh, uh... let's see here.
Edinburgh to London, uh...
[tapping] eight hours.
Eight hours?
Ah, there's my girl.
[horse blowing]
What?
[sighing]
I can't believe I'm doing this.
Come on, Candyfloss.
Wishing stone...
Wishing stone!
Where are you, wishing stone?
That tree looks familiar.
[gasping]
We're going around in circles!
What's the map say?
Huh? She gave you the map.
We don't have the map?!
It's okay, we'll just, uh...
go back the way we came.
[ominous music playing]
[gasping] What was that?
-[neighing]
-Easy, Tornado!
-Easy!
-[neighing]
[girl and horse screaming]
[panting]
Hey, maybe we should
go this way,
you know, away from the ledge?
If I were you, I'd withdraw
from the Championships.
You know, to save face.
Whatever you have left, I mean.
The Barbies are in trouble!
Now, see here,
who the devil are you?
Cassidy Birdwhistle.
Scotland Yard.
Do you have any way
of contacting them?
-I don't.
-[gasping]
I've got to go.
So soon?
Well, that's two hours
I'm never getting back.
Now, Agent Birdwhistle,
can you update me
on the investigation--
Malibu, what is it?
The wishing stone!
Oh! How do I...
Ugh! What if I...
need a little help!
-Aah!
-[horse blowing]
Thanks a lot, Tornado.
[whinnying]
We're close!
...27, 28, 29, 30!
[Brooklyn chuckling]
Lady Puddington's
deep dark secret is a barn?
Is she some secret hobby farmer?
[laughing] Yeah.
Maybe it's a horse-napping-
themed bed and breakfast.
[laughing]
[horse blowing]
Fine.
-Locked.
-[horse whinnying]
Someone's coming!
[grunting] Ugh...
Oh!
Ugh! Oh!
[whispering] Lady Puddington!
Quick, hide!
Ugh!
I need to invest
in a pair of flats.
[unlocking padlock]
I'm here, my sweet!
-That's right, Mummy's here!
-[horse whinnying inside]
I'm going to have to move you.
Those annoying Americans
know about this place.
-Lady Puddington!
-Oh!
-I think you should--
-Thief!
Excuse me?
Well, I never!
You've got Pepper hidden
in there, and we know it.
This is preposterous!
Is it? Then you won't mind
opening it for us.
I will do no such thing.
This is my property,
and I have no obligation
to show you what I do
or do not keep on it!
[doors squeaking open]
[gasping] How dare you!
[horse nickering]
-[gasping]
-[groaning]
No way.
You dyed Pepper orange?
Have you completely
lost your senses?
This is Flame...
my formerly secret horse,
who'll be competing in
and winning
the championship on Saturday.
We're so sorry.
[chuckling]
She's a pretty horse.
Don't touch my horse.
Trespassing, snooping,
accusing me of a dreadful crime!
I have a right mind
to call the authorities,
but I've got something
more important to do first.
No!
[grunting]
[groaning]
What is the meaning of this?
Take a few steps back,
and put the bag
of whatever that is down.
What are you doing here?
[blowing]
Oh.
We're so sorry!
I should think so, too.
Just you shoo. Shoo, shoo, shoo!
Who's a good girl?
You are! Yes, you are!
If Lady Puddington
had stolen Pepper,
don't you think
she'd have kept her here
in her super-secret forest barn?
I think we can safely
take Lady Puddington
off our suspect list... for now.
[rustling]
Do they still think
we're involved?
I thought Cassidy told them
we were innocent!
Our passports!
Now we can't leave the country.
Or open up a checking account.
You know, if we want t--
Shush!
Huh, everything seems in order.
Denholm!
[horse whinnying]
He's going to steal Tornado.
We've got to stop him!
Malibu? Malibu!
Ma'am, we examined
your guests' room.
I'm afraid
it doesn't look very good.
What is it?
It appears to be a collection
of potential suspects,
but the portraits...
well, they're quite rudimentary,
aren't they?
It doesn't capture
your eyes at all, does it?
Ugh! Anything important?
And these.
They should take better care
of their passports.
They're a real pain to replace.
You can let them know we're
no longer investigating them.
Actually, I haven't
seen them all day.
Well, you could tell them now,
but they're a bit too far off.
A-ha!
Game over, Denholm!
I'm taking Tornado out.
A confession!
A-ha again!
What do you think you're doing?
We're saving Tornado!
Oh, no, you don't!
-You know what to do.
-You?
H'yah!
-[neighing]
-[Denholm groaning]
-Whoa, girl, it's okay.
-[neighing]
[groaning] Whoa! Oh...
Hup!
-Whoa, girl...
-[neighing]
Whoa!
Oof!
So cool!
-[neighing]
-Not cool!
Settle down.
Whoa, Tornado.
[neighing]
[screaming] Malibu!
Brooklyn!
H'yah!
[groaning]
[adventurous music plays]
Brooklyn?
Brooklyn!
[Brooklyn] Help!
Brooklyn!
That was definitely a gallop.
[yelping] Aah!
Stay calm and grab on!
-Ah!
-Almost there now!
-That's it!
-[grunting]
Whoa!
Gotcha!
-[footsteps approaching]
-[struggling]
-Denholm!
["Together We Ride" plays]
♪ Together we ride ♪
♪ Free to be wild ♪
♪ With the wind
And the world beneath us ♪
♪ Even when the clouds come
'Round, 'round, 'round ♪
♪ Even if the sky
Comes down, down, down ♪
♪ Even when the world's
Too loud, loud, loud ♪
♪ We will ride it out
We will ride it out ♪
♪ So bring the rain
Bring the thunder ♪
♪ We ride together
We ride together ♪
♪ All we need is each other ♪
♪ We ride together
We ride together ♪