(upbeat music)
- [Narrator] And now it's time for the hippest,
newest, and best dressed detective show on television!
Miami Mice!
(mice yawn)
- Hey, cool look.
Italian jacket?
- Thanks, shoes are Italian.
- Yeah, slick, man.
- Thank you.
(Count gasps)
- Are you the Miami Mice?
- Can't you tell by our style?
J.P. here.
- Tito, que pasa?
- One, two, two Miami mouses! (laughs)
I am Count Von Count.
I have a very tough problem.
I must get to the Space Center right away,
or the rocket will not be able to take off.
- The Space Center?
No sweat, we'll get you there.
- It's a tough job.
- It don't sound tough to me, man.
- Ah yes, but it's very difficult.
A very difficult case.
- Chill it, chill it pal.
Nothing to it.
We got wheels out back.
- Wonderful.
- Hey, wait a minute, not that door.
That's the closet, man!
(Count gasps)
- Look at all those clothes!
- Yeah, cool, hey? - Of course.
(Count laughs)
- Wonderful.
Aha, yes!
One! - Wait.
- Two! - Hey.
- Three, is it. - Those are my clothes!
- [Count] Three cool jackets!
Oh, it's one, two, two pairs of pants!
(laughs) - Hey, hey dude!
Chill the counting action! - Oh, what have we here?
- Hey, let's get to the space center,
come on! - Yeah!
- [Count] One, two, three!
- No, no, no, not those!
- Four, five, six! - Hey!
Yo, Count!
- [Count] Six violet t-shirts!
- Move it out, move it out!
Let's move out!
- [Count] No, wait!
One, two, three, four, five!
Five purple t-shirts! (laughs)
- Hey, he's not budging, man.
He's just counting. - Look at that.
Look at my clothes.
- I told you this would be a difficult job.
- Oh no. - Man.
This is heavy stuff here.
- Totally.
Oh, this Count dude is messing with the wardrobe.
- Hey, how do we get this joker out of here?
- Ooh, I got it. - What?
Go to it, man.
- Yo, count.
- [Count] Yes, little mousey?
38, 39, 40!
40 pairs of Italian loafers! (laughs)
- Italian loafers. - But no socks.
Why are there no socks?
- Uncool.
Listen, Count, dude, you know how many palm trees
there are on the road outside?
- [Count] No, how many?
- We don't know.
No one's ever counted.
- Where are these palm trees?
- Right outside, Count, baby.
Come on, let's hit it. - Yeah, let's go.
- Right this way. - Oh!
- Hit the road.
- I've never counted palm trees before.
- Wardrobe, humph.
- Yo, Count!
- Yes?
- How is it in the backseat, there?
- Oh, most wonderful ride I've ever had in my life!
600 palm trees.
601 palm trees.
602 palm trees.
603 palm trees.
604 palm trees.
605 palm trees.
Ah, 606 palm trees.
607 palm trees.
- I wonder if he understood the directions we gave him?
- He's holding up the entire operation.
- Ugh.
- Miami Mice, freeze!
- What?
- You know this dude?
- Oh, yes, yes!
It's the Count!
Thank heavens you're here, Count.
Hurry up!
- Quick, quick, to the microphone!
We're late!
- Is everything prepared?
- Yes, of course, now begin!
- Certainly.
10.
Nine.
Eight.
Seven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
Zero, blastoff! (laughs) (rocket engine blasts)
- Hooray, it's a success!
- Wonderful!
- Oh, thank you, thank you!
- Congratulations, Count.
- Oh, no one does it like you, though.
- Oh, no no no, don't thank me.
The credit must go to the ones who brought me here.
Thank you Miami Mice.
Hey, where did they go?
They were just here a minute ago?
- Looks like another score for Miami Mice.
- Yeah, a close call this time.
- Sure was.
Nearly lost a wardrobe.
(Tito scoffs)
- [Narrator] Don't miss the next fashion-packed episode
of Miami Mice!