Agent Cody Banks 2: Destination London Page #4

but we may have a problem.

Hey, your problem

is our problem, man.

What's up?

I don't really

play the clarinet.

But that's not

a big deal, right?

Man, those musical geeks,

they're gonna eat you alive.

No pressure.

Get your tickets here!

What are we doing here?

I got somebody

I want you to meet.

Follow me.

All aboard the Ripper Ride!

Don't be scared, Cody.

All aboard the Ripper Ride!

Hey, you get in the back, Kumar.

OK, Guv.

You sure this thing can

take your weight, Bowman?

All aboard the Ripper Ride.

This place is like Disneyworld,

except for serial killers.

Hey, check it out.

Jack the Ripper? Please.

Freddy Krueger, now that's

what I call a killer.

We're going in there.

Are we on a mission here

or a vacation?

Hey, look here.

All work and no play

makes Jack a very dull boy.

My name's Cody, not Jack.

Aw, Cool.

Oh, no, it's

perfectly all right.

Not to worry,

it was broken already.

Well, I'm afraid

not quite to that extent.

Cody Banks, Neville Trubshaw.

How ya doin'?

He works here.

Actually, it's just a front.

He's one of us.

Hey, Nev, got a goodie bag

for my man here?

Well, let me see.

I think I have a few items

could prove useful.

Mentos?

Yes. A minty-based

breath snack candy...

which doubles as

a small explosive device.

Just lick, stick...

It'll do the trick.

Unfortunately, if you

accidentally eat one...

you'll be sipping

your dinner through a straw...

at the very least.

Pay attention, Banks.

What's that?

It's a standard issue

travel bag?

Or is it?

Oh, cool!

Recognize this?

We've turned your retainer into

a personal listening device...

with acute

directional capabilities.

Now, you manipulate

the range, volume...

and intensity

using your tongue.

Good. It seems to be working.

Well, I never.

It's a normal ballpoint pen.

Except I've embedded

a high-tension microcable...

within its body.

So simply pop

the highly recognizable...

designer logo, aim, and--

Fire.

Exactly.

No, No. I mean fire.

Pretty colors! Pretty colors!

Right.

Clarinet.

I already have a clarinet.

This is your new

clarinet then, isn't it?

Kumar's gonna take you

to the Kenworth estate, OK?

So I guess this is good-bye.

A little hot still.

It's OK. Don't worry.

You're not gonna be able

to get rid of me that easy.

I'll be around.

Agent Banks?

Don't forget your yo-yo.

How come I get

a retainer and a clarinet...

and James Bond

gets an Aston Martin?

All in good time,

Double-0 Junior.

Carry on, my little doves.

Hey, Cody, don't forget

your clarinet.

Good luck, mate.

Thanks.

Our American protg

has finally arrived.

Cody Banks, I presume.

Welcome to England.

Trival?

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