THE POWERPUFF GIRLS MOVIE TRANSCRIPT

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[Opening shot: A shot of the skyline of Townsville at night. Amidst the shadows and lighted windows of the skyscrapers, a light emanates from the center of the shot.]

Narrator: The city of Townsville!

[an explosion is heard, and a red hue emanates o.c. down on Townsville streets. An alarm is heard in the distance.]

Narrator: … is in some serious… serious… serious trouble!

[Zoom in on a burning building, followed by a donut shop, and several other buildings. The alarm continues in the background.]

Narrator: Day after day, crime, lawlessness and evil are running rampant. Its citizens have lost all hope! They are utterly helpless and in desperate need of a true hero! But who? Is there no one who can help this forsaken town and make it a better place?

[Transition to a long shot of a grocery store aisle, with light muzac background, as the Professor slowly walks into the scene, rising high above the camera.]

Narrator: Fear not, fair viewers. For there is a man, a man of science. A forward thinking man who looks back. Back to a sweeter time, when there was a spice to life and everything was… nice!

[Fuzzy Lumpkins, who goes unnamed in the movie, cocks a cartoon classic elephant gun at the distressed cashier woman, who nervously hands him the money as the Professor looks on in sadness and slumps his back as he exits.]

Narrator: I must profess, sir, this man, holds the ingredients to Townsville’s salvation!

[The professor looks back, confronted by the imposing, also-unnamed Gangrene Gang]

Narrator: This man known simply as…

[Ace lands an unseen punch to the Professor’s face.]

Narrator: … The Professor!

[cut to an extreme close-up of Jojo’s monkey face, screeching wildly, as heavy techno music plays in the b.g. He is in the laboratory in the basement of Professor Utonium’s suburban home. Jojo leaps from table to table to floor, destroying beakers and other fragile objects in his wake. Pan to Professor, grocery bag in one hand and head in the other, looking very tired and distressed as he watches Jojo’s destruction with a distant sadness. As the credits pause moments of action, Jojo destroys a tv, unreels an old-fashioned magnetic tape computer, removes papers from a file cabinet, destroys a glass tubing set by hanging on it, and punches a wall clock, while Professor adds in the infamous ingredients of Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice, and mixes it in angles similar to the cartoon opening. The music reaches a dramatic climax as Jojo pushes the Professor in the back, causing his stirring rod to smash into a beaker of thick black liquid suspended over the pot. The words Chemical X are seen in black lettering as the liquid drains from the beaker. Professor stands hunched over the concoction, a look of combined horror and fascination written on his face as it bubbles and churns in an eerily pink glow. Sensing the reaction becoming more agitated, he backs away from the pot, as Jojo looks on in curiosity. The professor runs for cover, as Jojo watches the now violently bubbling mixture, fixated. A loud explosion is heard, and the screen goes black. Familiar giggling of three little girls is heard, as the Powerpuff logo is slowly zoomed back and a few notes of the theme song come ringing through.]

[Panning from behind the pot, the Professor is in the distance, thrown up against a wall, the lab accoutrements destroyed from either Jojo’s mayhem, the explosion, or both. The professor wearily opens his eyes. In surprise, he whips backwards on his feet and leans towards the wall. He walks forwards from a backwards angle, then another shot shows him coming forward, jaw open, and head tilting as he cannot believe what he sees. Three little girls, with big heads and eyes, are looking up at him, all smiles. Standing in front of the now-empty pot, there is a blond-haired, blue-eyed one on the left, arms folded demurely in front, a red-headed, pink-eyed girl in the middle, with a festive red bow and ponytail with arms outstretched from their sides, and a brunette with green eyes and arms folded behind on the right. Their dress colors match their eyes.]

Middle Girl: Hi!

Professor: (jumping backwards) Aah!

Middle Girl: What’s your name?

Professor: Oh… um, my name? My name is… Professor! Professor Utonium! (he bows) Hello!

Girls (All): Hello, Professor Utonium! It’s very nice to meet you!

Professor: It’s very nice to meet you too! Umm.. what are your names?

Middle Girl: Well, you made us, so shouldn’t you also name us?

Professor: Umm… Okay! Ohh.. this is so cool! (kneeling down, hand on chin, gesturing to the middle girl). Well, now let’s see.. because of your directness and opening right up to me, I think I’ll call you… Blossom!

[Blossom seems pleased, smiling brightly and holding her arms out in front of her. The blonde girl erupts in peals of giggles as the other two look at her.]

Professor: Well, aren’t you all cute and bubbly! That’s it! You’ll be my little Bubbles! So, we have Blossom, Bubbles, and…

[Focus on the third girl, eager faced and blinking excitedly in anticipation of her christening.]

Professor: Mmm… Buttercup! Because… it also begins with a B!

[The eager smile evaporates into a dour frown, as Buttercup crosses her arms in front of her.]

Professor: And together you are three perfect little… gi… gi… gifts! Birthday! It’s your birthday! I should get gifts!

[Professor Utonium rushes upstairs and into his car as he quickly talks to himself]

Professor: Wow! I can’t believe it! I wanted to create some kids I could teach good and bad, right and wrong, and in turn maybe they’d do some good for this terrible town, and now I can! All I got to do is be a good parent!

[Cut to the outside of the Utonium house, a three-blocked house with a tall middle piece with no windows. Professor Utonium quickly backs out of the garage, and o.c., and quickly returns.]

Professor: Note to self - good parents don’t leave their kids home alone.

[The Professor quickly returns downstairs, burdened several feet above his head with presents.]

Professor: Sugar, Spice and Everything nice, who would have guessed that’s what little girls were actually made of? I still can’t believe it worked, that I actually made three perfect little girls! Three perfect, normal little gi… ahh!

[He slips on his way down the lab stairs, flailing wildly as the presents go askew. As he falls, Blossom catches him and sets him safely down. The Professor looks on astonished as Blossom floats casually in front of him]

Blossom: Professor, you should be more careful when coming down the steps. You could get hurt.

[Buttercup and Bubbles float into the scene, each brandishing a large pile of presents.]

Buttercup: Hey, are these for us?

[The professor, slack-jawed, simply nods robotically. The girls zoom off.]

Buttercup: Yeah!

Bubbles: Yippee!

Blossom: Thanks, Professor!

[The Professor raises a hand as if to say something, but fails, slumping to the floor on his knees. From his view, we see the three girls flying around the presents at great speeds, tearing them open at super-speed. Professor glances over at the mixing pot, over which hangs the smashed bottle of Chemical X. As he mulls this over in his mind, he looks back over at the girls, and his expression of astonishment melts into a joyful smile of acceptance. Buttercup zooms in, brandishing a large pile of various toys, obviously the lion’s share.]

Buttercup: Hey, thanks! (zooms off)

[Blossom has chosen more frugally, carrying a stack of thick books and a globe.]

Blossom: Yes Professor, thank you! (zooms off)

[Bubbles has chosen a single toy, a plush purple octopus with a festive top hat.]

Bubbles: This is the best gift ever… Dad.

[She kisses him softly on the cheek, and floats upstairs. The Professor’s face melts into an expression of pure joy, tears welling up in his eyes.]

Professor: (softly) Yes… it is.

[The camera slowly pulls back, with the girls flying happily above the Professor. As the music changes, we see a profile of Jojo, his silhouetted brain obviously sticking far out of his skull. He does not know what to make of this, and slowly skulks away into the darkness.]

[Scene: Daytime, Utonium house. An outside shot, followed by the Professor, indoors, in a large, unadorned room. He holds a pink, paint roller in his left hand, instructing the girls behind him.]

Professor: Okay girls, now watch me!

[He starts to paint the wall, but the girls quickly outdo him, covering the walls in mere seconds. The Professor steps out from where he was standing, covered in pink, his figure outlined in white where he was standing.]

Professor: I think you missed a spot!

Professor: Now we just have to put in the furnitu…

[Out on the hall, the Professor turns around surprised, as the girls throw furniture into the room at super speed. As he enters, it is already laid out perfectly.]

Professor: Whoa ho ho! This looks pretty good! What do you think?

Bubbles: Mmm… I think it’s a little dark!

Buttercup: Well, I like it dark!

Blossom: Some windows might be nice!

Professor: Yeah! I could see some windows… right about.. here! I’ll call a contractor tomor…

[The girls pay no heed to the Professor, as their eyes turn a red hue. Outside the Utonium home, three sets of beams cut perfect circles in the previously windowless middle section, the wall pieces falling out on the front lawn. Back in the room, the Professor is hunched over, his hair scorched from the blast.]

Professor: Or… that works too! Who’s hungry?

[In the kitchen, Blossom is seen holding something.]

Blossom: Ready?

[The other two girls are also holding items.]

Bubbles, Buttercup: Ready!

Blossom: Go!

[As Blossom flings slices of bread outward, the other two girls sling slabs of peanut butter and jelly at the flying bakery. The Professor turns around from the refrigerator, and ducks from the barrage. Each element meets perfectly together, as a heaping stack of PBJ’s land neatly onto a plate on the kitchen table. The girls use their heat vision again, set wide beam, neatly flaking off the crusts from top to bottom. The Professor moves into scene with a tray of milk, covered head to toe in the sandwiches’ contents. The girls give a silent gasp and cover their mouths, but the Professor simply puts the milk on the table and they share a laugh.]

[Nighttime, Utonium home. The Professor comes downstairs to the main level, drying his hands.]

Professor: Okay girls, time for…

[The living room is a complete mess. Amidst the disorder the three girls have fallen asleep. Blossom lies sleeping over a pile of books, Buttercup is zonked out on a pillow on the sofa with remote in hand, and Bubbles lies nestled up near her octopus and several sheets of paper and crayons. The Professor tilts his head and smiles.]

Professor: … bed.

[Several scenes show the Professor getting the girls ready for bed. He washes Blossom’s face with a rag, puts Buttercup in her nightie, and tucks Bubbles’ octopus under her arm. She grins appreciately in her sleep and nestles the toy closer. Professor tucks the girls in, and turns off the lights, closing the door behind him. He returns downstairs to attend to the mess. (animation goof: Octi is now amongst the pile.) Picking up books, he focuses on a piece of paper left on the floor, then smiles broadly. It is a drawing done by Bubbles, of the three girls and Professor, drawn crudely but adorably.]

[Daytime, Utonium house. The Professor enters the girls’ room, carrying three color-coordinated dresses with black belts.]

Professor: Wake up girls, time for school!

Girls (in unison): What’s school?

[Cut to an outside view of an elementary school building. A large sign outside reads Pokey Oaks kindergarten. Inside, a young, brunette lady with big blue eyes and modest brown dress hunches next to the three girls, with the Professor standing behind. She is obviously the teacher.]

Teacher: This is school! I’m your teacher, Ms. Keane, and this is where kids come to learn! See?

[The girls look anxiously. Seventeen kids are seen, chatting happily, doing various things from reading books to playing with trucks. One non-descript little boy walks up.]

Boy #1: Hey, you wanna play?

[The girls look uncertain for a moment at the boy, look to Ms. Keane for approval, who nods, then their faces light up in joy. They run off happily with him. The Professor doesn’t seem to share their enthusiasm, and expresses his concerns to Ms. Keane.]

Professor: Umm… do you think they’ll be okay? ‘Cause I’m new at this parenting thing, and I wanted to come and meet you, and see them off on their first day, ‘cause they’re really special. I mean… really special, and I just want to make sure they’ll be okay so… so what do you think? Do you think they’ll be… okay?

[The girls have easily acclimated to the group; one would not notice them standing out at all. Ms. Keane shrugs him off.]

Ms. Keane: They’ll be just fine, Professor. We’ll see you at noon!

[Ms. Keane pushes the professor out the door as he looks back nervously at his girls.]

Professor: Okay… bye girls, bye! Bye! Buh-bye! Bye! Uh… bye!

[Ms. Keane shuts the door behind him. She then addresses the class. The Professor can be seen waving in the window nearest the door.]

Ms. Keane: Okay class, take your seats.

[A girl and a boy at one table gesture to Ms. Keane.]

Girl #1: Ms. Keane, can Blossom sit with us?

Girl #2: Can we sit with Bubbles?

[A brown-haired boy, with a gruff Popeye-like voice, gestures at Buttercup. His shirt says Mitch Rocks, implying but not stating his name.]

Mitch: Can Buttercup sit over here?

[Ms. Keane walks over and places the girls at an empty table in the center.]

Ms. Keane: The girls can sit right here in the middle, so they’ll be next to everyone! (the class erupts in cheers) Now, let’s begin!

[focus on the clock, which fades from 9 am to noon. A knock on the door – it’s Professor Utonium, waving sheepishly with a silly grin.]

Ms. Keane: Hello Professor, right on time! Your girls are right outside with the other children.

[The Professor spies the messy classroom, and becomes distraught.]

Professor: Oh no! Look at this mess! Ohh, I knew the girls would be a handful, but… I’m so sorry.

Ms. Keane: What, this? (scoffs) This is what happens when you put twenty little kids in one room. Your girls were perfect. Perfect, normal, well-behaved little girls.

Professor: Nothing out of the ordinary?

Keane: No, like what?

[Cut to the girls, with another child, unnamed but similar to Kim (from Mojo Jonesin’). Buttercup and Blossom watch on as Bubbles plays hopscotch, throwing a stone to the second square and hopping there. Blossom approves while Buttercup frowns.]

Blossom: That was sweet!

Buttercup: What’s the point of this game anyway?

[Mitch runs up, and bumps the other girl.]

Mitch: Tag! You’re it! (she giggles, runs after him)

[The kids all run away from the girl in a circular pattern, while the Utonium kids stand still, confused.]

Blossom: Whoa! Everyone’s running from that girl! It’s like she’s been infected!

Buttercup: Maybe she’s a freak.

Bubbles: Yeah, and they hate her!

[Another nondescript girl appears, and touches Bubbles on the arm Bubbles looks very distressed.]

Girl #3: Tag, you’re it!

Bubbles: Oh no! I’ve been infected!

[Mitch walks in.]

Mitch: All right, what’s going on here?

Bubbles: I’ve been infected.

Mitch: (smacks head) You’re not in-fec-ted, it’s just a game!

Bubbles: It is?

Mitch: Yeah!

Blossom: A game; neat!

Buttercup: Yeah, how do we play?

Mitch: (groans) Okay, look: it’s very simple. Bubbles, tag me.

[He outstretches his arm to Bubbles. She looks hesitantly at it.]

Mitch: Come on, it’s okay.

[Very slowly she reaches forward and pokes him quickly before quickly withdrawing]

Mitch: All right, now I’m it. And all you gots to do to play is tag someone else. (Tags Buttercup) And they’re it! (walks out, and walks back) By the way, you’re it! (runs away)

Buttercup: Awesome, I’m it! (shaking her arms) What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?!

Mitch: (running away) Just tag someone else! And they’re it!

[Buttercup looks at him a bit uncertainly. Then her eyes shift over to her sisters, as her brows furrow in a mischievously wicked smile. Blossom and Bubbles look at each other uneasily, then back at Buttercup, nervous smiles planted on their faces. Then run off slowly, as Buttercup breaks into a big smile and pursues them. The other two girls giggle as they run. Looking back, Blossom sees her green-eyed sister catching up to them.]

Blossom: Time to put it into overdrive, Bubbles!

[They speed up in tempo with the music, quickly passing by Ms. Keane, the Professor, and the other schoolchildren. Buttercup senses this, and likewise increases her speed. The other two girls see where this is going, and again increase their speed, their eyes clenched shut in concentration. As the girls continue to increase their speed, the music reaches a frantic pace, and the scenery becomes a speedy blur. As Buttercup races forward, a green trail begins to emanate behind her, and a streak of fire issues from her feet. Bubbles, blissfully unaware of her sister’s proximity, is caught unawares as Buttercup gives her a full-force shove, sending her careening out of control.]

Buttercup: Tag! You’re…… IT!

[Accentuating her last word, Bubbles is sent grinding into the pavement and blasting a huge wall into the side of the school. The schoolyard audience leaps back in shock and fear. Bubbles comes bursting out of the roof in a blue parabolic arc, feet jackknifing downwards as she falls.]

Bubbles: I’m gonna tag you guys now!

[The other girls quickly break through the schoolyard fence, narrowly avoiding capture as Bubbles slams into the pavement, creating a dust cloud and a large crater. As she slowly pops her head out of the hole, Buttercup and Blossom are a good ten yards away, standing straight and looking at their deposed sister.]

Buttercup: Ha ha! You missed us!

[Bubbles stands there pensively for a moment, then quickly smashes them into a house across the street.]

Bubbles: Ha ha! Tag! You’re it!

[The scene zooms back to show the desiccated house, and the skyline of Townsville. As the girls’ voices fade out, the results of their mayhem become apparent, as explosions, crashes, flying trees, cars, and cows evidence their destruction.]

Blossom: No! No, I’m not! Tag, you’re it!

Buttercup: Tag!

Blossom: Missed me! No, you’re it!

Buttercup: Missed me!

Blossom: Tag!

Bubbles: Tag!

Buttercup: Gotcha!

Blossom: Missed me!

[Their voices trail off into the distance, as a slow pan shows the schoolchildren looking onward in gaping astonishment. The scene zooms in on the Professor and Ms. Keane. As the teacher stares blankly at what has just transpired, the Professor grins sheepishly again, and takes this convenient opportunity to leave unnoticed through the quite-ample new doorway.]

[Cut to the Professor rushing off from home in his car. His license plate reads “PRFDADY” (a reference to either the words “Professor Daddy,” or a sly reference to Craig McCracken’s handle “PuffDaddy” on PPG forums.) Bubbles and Buttercup, flying at super speed, rush through the city and over a sign that reads, “You are now leaving the City of Townsville”]

Bubbles: Whee!

[Blossom busts right through the sign, clearly the one who is it. The Professor, moments too late, speeds down the nearby street.]

Professor: Girls, wait!

[Bubbles and Buttercup zip around buildings to avoid their tagged sister. The view focuses in on Blossom, hairbow swept back by the wind as she makes several hairpin turns. In a rear view, as she starts to catch up to her other sisters, they speed up, setting all three off in a dazzling whirl of 90 degree turns through the city streets. As they fly, they drag items from papers to cars in the vacuum of their wake. A red ball is also seen bouncing merrily along. At one point, Blossom gasps, and grinds her feet to a halt in front of two very surprised people. Using her super hearing, accentuated by animated sonar waves, Blossom cups her arm to her ear, hearing Buttercup’s joyful laughter, and a taunting “can’t catch me” from Bubbles. (The building reads 801 a reference to ppg801, the codename and web address for the ppg movie before the official website.) Pausing momentarily to decide where to go, Blossom zips off to the right, leaving the two onlookers to stare at her trail, before narrowly avoiding the flying debris that strikes the building’s front, notably a car, whose collision is accentuated from several angles. The Professor, still in control of his vehicle, is not far behind, hanging a hard right to follow Blossom. His face is marked with worry.]

Professor: Oh no!

[The same red ball bumps into the Professor’s car and continues down Blossom’s path. The scene changes to Blossom, keeping her in a fixed distance and focus as she nimbly zooms down city streets. As the camera stops, the roadway behind her glows red and cracks, erupting into flaming debris. Becoming more careless now, Blossom zigzags down a street, leaving a canyon-sized streak behind her. The scene briefly shifts to Buttercup, who has chosen to flee by flying. At a three-way intersection, Buttercup turns left, and the rampaging Blossom just passes her on the straightaway. Turning back o.c., she pummels her way back down Buttercup’s path. Following Blossom fixedly behind again, she pursues her flying sister down several twisting streets. Inside a car, a tall thin long-haired young male driver and his shorter, fatter black-haired male friend cry out as the two girls zoom out right in front of them and into busy traffic. (Their appearance could be a reference to Jay and Silent Bob, makers of and actors in such fine titles as Clerks and Mallrats) The driver brakes hard and jerks left, ramming into a large store windowpane. Destroying several more cars, Blossom admires her handiwork, then gasps as she looks forward and notices the traffic jam in front of her. She narrowly zigs between the car lanes, and up onto the side of the adjacent buildings, leaving a similar gouging pattern behind her. The view adjusts sideways, as Blossom runs parallel to the ground across the buildings. Bubbles, for her part, seems to be enjoying this immensely, eyes closed and arms outstretched as she lets out a girlish “whee!” Blossom sees her fly by in the opposite direction, and returning to ground again, she briefly stops at a street corner before returning alternately to the buildings and ground. Now on her blonde sister’s tracks, she pursues the unseen Bubbles down several more streets. Something catches her attention, and she stops, looking upwards with a gasp. The camera focuses in on her head. Her pupils contract rapidly, with a sound similar to a lens instrument focusing in on a distant object. It’s a large glass dome ball atop a building, similar in form to a disco all. Seeing Bubbles’ trail in its reflective surface, Blossom zooms in closer and closer to calculate her sister’s location.]

Blossom: Subway, huh?

[She eyes re-dilate, and she scopes the nearest subway entrance, and she darts down the tunnel in spiral fashion, leaving her customary trail. Bubbles is still blissfully unaware of her would-be captor, continuing to fly without heed to direction. Blossom exits the subway, and stands confidently at its exit. Bubbles gasps, suddenly aware of her sister’s plot, and hitting the pavement, grinds to a halt mere inches from her sister.]

Blossom: Tag! You’re it!

[She flies off slowly, an air of smugness written all over her as she blows a raspberry at Bubbles, who for her part takes this in for a moment, then looks quite cross, bursting upwards at high velocity and leaving a massive crater behind her. The debris hits several buildings, and narrowly misses the Professor’s car. He gasps as he spots the girls.]

Professor: There they go…

[before he can finish, he hits the crater left by Bubbles, and his car does a complete back flip with a perfect landing. The red ball hits his car again.]

Blossom: Watch out, here she comes!

[Bubbles is now the pursuer. Narrowly missing her two flying sisters, she backpedals by pushing off of the glass globe, which we can now clearly see is the logo of Olive Corp. The impact shatters the narrow base, and the sphere rolls off the building top. As pedestrians scream in horror, the globe smashes into a street way and starts rolling downwards, the surroundings mirrored in its surface. It hits a building at a street corner, and turns onto another road, smashing stores left and right as it bumps back-and-forth down the street. A distant shot shows the girls continuing to flee from Bubbles, smashing into various buildings along the way. As they head towards ground, the force of one impact actually causes the road to curl upwards, sending cars hurling upwards as the wave of asphalt hits them. Buttercup, stationary, pops her head out from behind a corner building, laughing to herself for giving her sisters the slip.]

Buttercup: Hah, suckers!

[The road wave reaches Buttercup, and she is sent spinning vertically into the air, with a blank expression on her face. Bubbles zooms up to her and tags her just at the height of her climb.]

Bubbles: Tag, you’re it!

[The scene cuts to inside a rather swank looking home high above the city, where a smooth-talking gentleman is wooing a young lady. A car is seeing hurtling towards the room’s full-wall windows.]

Smooth Man: You know, I’ve got a nice car.

[The scene cuts away right before the car hits, and from down below, the Professor looks upwards at the high-story impact, as glass rains down on his car. He spies the girls, finally stopped, high in the air in a circle.]

Professor: Huh?

Bubbles, Blossom: Tag, you’re it! (tagging Buttercup)

Buttercup: Hey!

[The two girls disappear behind a post-modern style building, and Buttercup, looking left and right, gives a banshee scream as she angrily realizes she’s lost them. Tired of playing around, she smashes a beeline right through several buildings. Blossom and Bubbles are standing calmly above a building similar to the Seattle Space Needle.]

Blossom: She’ll never find us up here!

[Buttercup smashes through several more buildings in a fury of anger.]

Blossom: Do you hear something?

[The pursuer smashes through a sign labeled gas, which for some reason, is actually filled with a flammable substance. She zooms forward, trailing the edge of the giant fireball billowing out behind her.]

Blossom, Bubbles: Whoa! Run!

[As the two anxiously flee, Buttercup zooms behind them and taps them both. Their forms are silhouetted behind the massive fireball emanating in the background.]

Buttercup: Tag, you’re both it!

[The thee stop, and argue as a fire rages on behind them.]

Blossom: Hey! We can’t both be it!

Buttercup: Why not?

Bubbles: (touching Blossom) Tag!

Blossom: What? I can’t be it twice!

Bubbles: Why not?

Blossom: Okay then… Tag! Now you guys are it!

Buttercup: (to Bubbles) Tag!

Bubbles: (to the other two) Tag!

Buttercup: Hey, no tagbacks! (to Blossom) Tag!

Blossom: (To Bubbles) Tag!

Girls (All): Tag tag tag tag tag tag tag!

[The Professor turns a corner and screeches to a halt. He has a good view of the girls – from a giant hole through several buildings.]

Girls (All): Tag tag tag! you’re it! No, you’re it!

[They take off again, in an elaborate design of flying patterns, as the scene slowly pulls back and the music changes, moving inside a stately room, where a diminutive man looks at the raging destruction.

Man: Oh boy…

[The man throws open a set of large double doors, his now-visible face revealing a bald head, top hat, white moustache and single monocle with one eye clenched shut. A sash across his chest says “Mayor” As he scuttles his small legs across the red-carpeted floor, he continues to chant to himself.]

Mayor: Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy…

[The scene cuts quickly back to the girls, then to the Professor driving, and then back to the Mayor as he walks down a long room with tall windows, then the order repeats itself.]

Mayor: Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy…

[at this point, a shapely buxom babe in alluring red outfit walks into the scene, executing a perfect quick pace in killer high heels. Her face is conveniently off camera. Her name is never expressly mentioned, but she is known as Ms. Sara Bellum in the cartoon show. She matches the mayor’s quick little trot as they head down a large flight of stairs.]

Ms. Bellum: Oh boy is right, Mayor. The town is being destroyed by three girls with freakish powers. This is a very serious situation. What action do you propose we take?

[The action continues to switch between the girls, Professor, and Mayor once more. Several concerned businessmen are shoving papers in Ms. Bellum’s face.]

Ms. Bellum: Don’t worry gentlemen, the Mayor and I have the situation under control!

Mayor: Oh boy!

Ms. Bellum: I know sir!

[the scenes rotate again, now a large crowd of people are surrounding the two politicians.]

Mayor: Oh boy!

Ms. Bellum: You tell ‘em, mayor! Townville will not stand for this kind of behavior!

[The scenes rotate again. Now the mayoral group is outside, led by the diminutive public official.]

Ms. Bellum: Uh, Mayor, hello? City being destroyed? Where are you going?

Mayor: Oh boy! (scenes rotate)

Ms. Bellum: Mayor, what are you doing? We’re in a serious pickle!

Mayor: Exactly!

[The group stops mid-stride. The mayor is in front of a food cart. The Professor rushes behind the girls.]

Professor: Girls, no!

[The vendor is seen busying himself inside the food cart.]

Mayor: Ahem, Helloooooooooo.

[The vendor pops his head out. He looks like the mayor’s twin brother, but with a black moustache, an bad Italian hat, and an even worse Italian accent.]

Vendor: Helloo!

Mayor: The usual, Cucor!

[At this point, we can see that Cucor’s nose looks like a giant bumpy pickle.]

Cucor: (approving smack) Ahh, yes, I have a fine vintage for you here. Picked fresh today!

[Heavenly music plays as a detailed view of a moist green pickle is lofted high with a pair of tongs, brine dripping off its bumpy surface.]

Mayor: Oh boy!

[At this point, the camera switches back and forth between the continually-tagging girls and the Mayor, slowly bringing the pickle towards his mustachioed lips. As the girls barrel forward, they strike the pickle cart outside Town Hall, the resultant explosion blasting everyone backwards. As the smoke clears, it reveals a giant impact crater left by the girls impact, and the vendor cart demolished. The girls are lying down in the center, laughing giddily and rapidly talking about the game. The Professor runs into the scene and over the pile of dazed bodies.]

Professor: Girls, girls, are you okay?

[All three get up and nab the Professor]

Girls (All): Tag! You’re it, Professor! (laughing)

[Somber music plays as the mayor is shown lying prostate on the ground, his beloved pickle tumbled out of his grasp. In a long zoom out from Town Hall, the true extent of destruction is shown, as the glass ball smashes into another building and comes to a halt. The camera does an extreme zoom out, showing the entire city of Townsville, and revealing the true extent of damage. Buildings are pockmarked with house-sized holes, and the Space Needle building’s top takes this opportunity to fall over and jabs into the ground like an oversized dart.]

[The scene returns to the Utonium household, where the girls, still full of energy, zip up and down the levels. The Professor addresses them in a grave and tired, but not unloving voice.]

Professor: Okay girls. Girls…It’s almost bedtime, okay? Girls?

Blossom: C’mon Professor, you’re it! Gotta catch us!

Professor: (smiles, then deflates) Yes, I suppose I do, don’t I?

[He walks slowly up the stairs, and chooses the opportune time to catch the wayward Bubbles.]

Bubbles: Eep!

Professor: Gotcha, you little bunny!

[Peeking out from behind the fireplace, Professor then snatches a Buttercup.]

Buttercup: Help, I got gotted! Blossom, watch out!

Bubbles: (mock-waveringly) You’re the sole survivor!

[Blossom speeds off, bouncing several times off the sofa.]

Blossom: No way Professor, you can’t catch me!

Professor: (sternly) Oh yes I can, because the game’s over, and it’s your bedtime. Now come up here so we can catch you.

[Blossom looks up dejectedly from the end of the couch. She slowly floats up, where the other two girls grab on to her and pull them all giggling into the Professor’s arms. He carries them over to their room.]

Professor: Well now, three little girls had a very busy day today, didn’t they?

Bubbles: Yeah, it was fun! We met lots of kids!

Blossom: And we learned things!

Buttercup: And we played tag!

Professor: Mm-hmm. Well, I’m glad you had so much fun because tomorrow will be a busy day too. So let’s get your nighties on and into bed. There’s something we should talk about.

[He closes the door behind him. The next scene shows the girls firmly tucked into bed. ]

Professor: Okay, everybody in?

Buttercup: Yup! What’s up, Daddy-o?

Professor: Well, it’s your super powers. (Sighs) I’m not sure how to say this, but... I don’t think you should use them in public anymore.

Girls (All): Why?

Professor: Well, your powers are very special and unique. And although we have a lot of fun doing unique things around the house, out in Townville, people just don’t understand how special you girls are yet. And unfortunately, people often get scared or angry when they don’t understand something special or unique.

Blossom: That’s silly.

Professor: Well, I think so too. But nonetheless, uhh… take it easy with the powers tomorrow. Just give Townsville a little time to understand your specialness, okay?

Bubbles: Okay!

Blossom: Okay!

Buttercup: Yeah, yeah.

Blossom: But people here are nice. Things will be fine.

[A stack of newspapers hits the street. It’s the “Townsville Tribune”. On the top half of the cover is a cut-off picture of Buttercup, with the words “Freaky Bug-Eyed Wierdo Girls Broke Everything” in large bold print, ala New York Times. In the shadows of an alley, the slanty eyes of Jojo are seen reading the paper. (The paper is a wealth of inside jokes. The face of Craig McCracken, the series creator, is seen in a watermark in the upper left corner. The paper also reads July 3^rd – the opening date of the powerpuff movie. And the back has a picture of a Gorillaz poster.) Jojo’s voice has obviously lowered.]

Jojo: Hmm… (laughs evilly)

[The scene zooms away from him and is replaced with the three girls outside the school building, and the Professor in the car.]

Professor: So, I’ll be waiting here to pick you up when school gets out, okay?

Blossom: Okay. But don’t worry, Professor, things are going to be fine!

[They walk in the door. The scene is a wreck. There is a giant hole in the wall and a trail where Bubbles impacted, a smaller hole in the ceiling, a and a river of water flowing through the middle of the room from Bubbles’ trail. There is the loud sound of construction work, and all eyes are fixed on the girls’ entrance. Ms. Keane looks surprised, but the rest of the kids have murder in their eyes.]

Ms. Keane: (loudly) OH, GIRLS! WE DIDN’T KNOW IF YOU’D BE JOINING US TODAY! TAKE YOUR SEATS!

[The girls take their seats in the middle. The other kids glare at them and push their desks away.]

Ms. Keane: I’M SORRY TO SAY THERE WON’T BE ANY RECESS FOR A WHILE DUE TO ALL THE RECONSTRUCTION! SECONDLY, I’M AFRAID WE WON’T HAVE ANY LIGHTS OR WATER FOR A WHILE! AND A BROKEN REFRIGERATOR MEANS SNACK TIME IS OUT! SO LET’S TRY TO IGNORE ALL THE WORKMEN AND NOISE AND SUCH AND GET RIGHT TO WORK, SHALL WE? GIRLS, CAN YOU RECITE THE ALPHABET FOR US?

[The scene reveals the three girls, sitting quite dejectedly in the midst of all this. Bubbles’ pigtails have drooped, and she is looking down quite depressed at the table. Blossom is trying to look somewhere away from the chaos, but isn’t too happy. Buttercup has a weak smile on her face to hide her sadness and culpability. Several shots show the other kids looking daggers at the girls.]

Ms. Keane: GIRLS? ABC’S?

[the noise thankfully abates for a few moments, as the girls, with closed eyes and sad expressions, softly and sadly recite the alphabet. Each letter is an effort to get out.]

Girls (all): a… b… c… d… EEEE!

[A plank hits the girls in the heads as they accentuate the vowel. The scene pans up to where several construction workers are fixing the hole in the roof.]

Construction worker: Hey! Gol-dang it! You done darn broke my board! Flang dangling consarnder!

[looking even more dejected, and with a ruined hairbow, the girls continue even more miserably.]

Girls (all): f….

[The scene cuts to the Professor at home, with the aforementioned paper obscuring his face. He seems unaffected by the subject material. (On the back page is an advice columnist. The first question reads something like, “I have to compete an animated feature in six months…”) His watch beeps.]

Professor: Ooh! Almost time to pick up the girls! Better motor!

[As he locks the door behind him, he is confronted by a large mob of people, led by The Mayor and the local authorities.

Mayor: That’s him, boys! He’s in cahoots with the evil pickle cob killers! Cucumber crushers! Vinegar violators, dill-stroyers! Why, it’s just not kosher!

[Ms. Bellum’s feet walk into the scene. The mayor barely reaches her mid-calves.]

Ms. Bellum: Let it go Mayor, let it go…

[She holds up a wanted poster, below her face, of the Professor with the three girls. The poster also reads “Mass Destruction”]

Ms. Bellum: Are these your babies?

Professor: Why yes, but they were just playing! They’re really very good little girls! And I need to pick them up from school!

Ms. Bellum: I understand sir. But we really would like for you to come downtown with us so we can ask you a few questions.

[Two large burly cops manhandle the Professor, and throw him into the back of a squad car.]

Professor: You guys… my kids! I really ought to pick them up! (gets thrown in) I can’t just leave them there… alone!

[The scene cuts to the girls, at a distance, standing outside the school near the flagpole. It’s obvious that the school has been deserted for some time, and it’s nearing sunset. The shadows lengthen, and it’s soon nighttime, with the girls still standing in their same pose. The camera zooms in, and Buttercup breaks the long silence.]

Buttercup: He’s not coming. He hates us, he totally hates us!

[Bubbles starts crying. Blossom tries to console her while reasoning with Buttercup.]

Blossom: No! He probably just got held up, or, maybe the car broke or, maybe he just forgot, or… (deflating) maybe he hates us. (long pause) C’mon, let’s try to find our way home.

[The other two start to fly off. Blossom hangs her head.]

Blossom: We’re not supposed to use our powers.

[The other two fly back down, heads held low and all three looking very sad.]

Blossom: Come on, girls.

[The three lock hands, and begin to walk slowly down the dark and foreboding path to Townsville.]

[The scene cuts to a television newscast, joining an anchorman’s speech mid-sentence. The bottom left tab says the time is 8:01 (a nod to ppg801 again), and the right tab says CTNnews (CTN being a nod to Cartoon Network, the producing studio of the movie)]

Anchorman: Yes, three super powered little girls…

[The broadcast abruptly changes over to a talk show called “Incorrect Politics,” where five people of various walks of life are talking. The center man, a well-dressed Caucasian businessman, speaks.]

Business man: Should the manufacturing of super powered children be illegal?

[Cut to the Mayor behind his desk.]

Mayor: A great travesty has befallen our beloved city…

[Cut to a live report in Townsville streets where the same tall, thin and short fat male duo are being interviewed by a reporter.]

Tall driver: I was reaching down between my legs to ease the seat back when this atomic bug buzzed in, with no fair warning!

[Cut back to the news program]

Anchorman: The devastation… devastating!

[Back to the talk show. An old lady with gray beeshive hairdo is talking this time.]

Old woman: Cooking should be illegal!

[Back to the mayor, with arm and finger outstretched.]

Mayor: Used to be a time when you could buy an honest pickle!

[Back to the two guys]

Tall driver: And then they were causing an eruption, and lighting up the sky…

[Back to the news program]

Anchorman: The estimated dollars in damages, a whopping 25 million. (interestingly enough, the production cost of the Powerpuff Movie.)

[Back to the talk show, a punk rocker torn right out of the 80’s gets to speak, complete with green spiked mohawk.]

Rocker: I’m offended just looking at em!

[Back to the mayor]

Mayor: The kind… that you can only find, at a pickle cart!

[He hold up two pictures of the pickle cart, in chalk outline as if it were a murder victim]

Tall driver: Now… Jamie’s crying. (a reference to Van Halen lyrics.)

Reporter: Well, it seems that…

[news program]

Anchorman: … the hatred is running rampant for…

[back to the talk show, a festively-dressed Jamaican woman (similar to psychic Ms. Cleo) gets a few words in]

Jamaican woman: Those mutant, bug-eyed..

Mayor: Pickle cob killing!

Reporter: … freaks. Back to you, Linda.

[A shot of two new reporters: a square-jawed, white haired anchorman and his vapid blonde female co-anchor.]

Co-anchor: They are little freaks, aren’t they? With more on this subject is…

[The shot cuts back, revealing that the different programs are showing on a bank of TV’s outside an electronics store. The girls are silhouetted in their glow. (The Aqua Hunger Task force, another show on Cartoon Network, can be seen briefly in a screen on the left of the newsanchor.) As the sounds of the different shows argue with each other, the camera reveals the girls’ faces, full of remorse and sadness, discovering what the town truly thinks of them. They walk off slowly, just missing an emergency broadcast as it goes off on all channels.]

Anchor lady: We interrupt this program for an important news flash. Arrested today in connection with the ‘tag’ incident was the mad scientist responsible for creating the destructive girls – Professor Utonium. Upon incarceration, the “Professor” had this statement to make:

[A shot of the Professor, still in lab outfit, from behind bars. His eyes are baggy and his voice is weak.]

Professor: Please! Just let me go! My girls, they need me! (scene fades out) They don’t know I’m in jail!

[The Professor is voiced over as the girls walk past a basketball court, even more dejectedly now.]

Professor: What if they try to go home themselves?

[Still refusing to use their powers, the girls walk up and down the twisted road left by their game.]

Professor: They can’t find their way if they don’t fly!

[Another scene reveals a large pothole and a zigging streak in a long dark road – more signs of the destruction.]

Professor: Please, they’re only little girls, who are probably cold, scared, and maybe even… lost!

[The girls’ reflections are mirrored in the large glass dome as they walk by it. The camera zooms in on Buttercup.]

Buttercup: Well, it’s official – I have no idea where we are.

Blossom: Well, I can’t say it’s been the best day.

Bubbles: But… it probably couldn’t get much worse.

[On cue, it starts to rain. Hard. Buttercup starts to yell and Bubbles begins to cry.]

Blossom: Hey, it’s okay! Uhh.. maybe there’s a box we can get in around back! Come on!

[The girls walk behind what looks like a convenience store – perhaps the J mart.]

Blossom: See? There’s a whole bunch of boxes!

[As the camera heads towards the boxes from Blossom’s POV, Arturo from the Gangrene Gang (unnamed) suddenly springs up and scares her back. Snake, and Big Billy soon follow. As a semi’s door opens slowly, it reveals Ace, who springs forward, looking much more imposing than he ever did in the series.]

Ace: (mockingly) Aww, what’sa matter? Did somebody get washed? (cackling maliciously)

[The other members join in, and the girls look pretty concerned. At that point, Grubber pops in and amidst their screams, he advances on them (in very cheesy style). Then a clang is heard, and Grubber falls down, prostate. A garbage can ricochets off the other gang members, and almost hits the girls before nimbly rebounding and returning to its thrower’s hand. Atop the truck, cloaked in shadow and revealed by lighting, is Jojo, with a billowing scarf and trench coat, with a trash bag covering his brains.]

Girls (all): Wow, Thanks!

[Jojo promptly jumps down from the truck and begins to run away.]

Blossom: Hey, wait! Come back!

[The girls pursue him down the rainy alley. Jojo seeks refuge in a box. As the girls run up searching in his direction, Blossom is the first to spot him.]

Blossom: Hey guys, over here! Hi! What’s your name? I’m Blossom!

Buttercup: Buttercup.

Bubbles: And I’m… Bubbles!

[The scene cuts back to Jojo’s view. He is not in the scene.]

Jojo: Go away… please… do not look at me.

Blossom: But we just wanted to thank you for saving us from those green gangsters back there.

Buttercup: Yeah, that was amazing with the trash can lid! It was all fwish, bang, crash, bam, boom!

Bubbles: Yeah, you rock!

[The scene slowly zooms in on Jojo. A pair of sad, pinkish eyes open.]

Jojo: No… please… I dare not listen. For I have been lashed by harsh tongues for too long. Alas, my little ones, I do not rock. For I, Jojo, am… a monster!

[As he speaks the last word, a bolt of lightning briefly illuminates his monkey face.]

Blossom: You’re not a monster. Monsters are evil.

Buttercup: Yeah, and anybody who would save us like you did is so not evil.

Bubbles: You’re no monster, mister. You’re just really dirty.

Jojo: Please… you’re just trying to make me feel better. But my pain is not for you to understand. Besides, how could you? For you are pure and innocent, and most certainly loved. (The girls glance at each other) How could you know what it is to be cast out into a world that only offers misery? How could you know what it’s like for people to fear and despise you for the very things that make you special? (the girls heads drop in silent understanding.) Because you don’t fit in! Because you are… A FREAK!

[Jojo emerges from his box, his grocery bag in hand, revealing the full extent of his status – a talking chimp with a huge brain. The girls don’t even flinch – but look at Jojo in a sad but empathetic gaze.]

Blossom: Because…

[The girls fly upwards, to the astonishment of Jojo.]

Blossom: … we’re freaks too.

Jojo: What amazing powers!

Blossom: No! They’re terrible!

Jojo: I’ll bet everyone hates them.

Buttercup: Yeah!

Jojo: And they hate you too!

Bubbles: (softly) Yes…

[Jojo turns around, tears in his eyes, the saddest look seen on his face before or since.]

Jojo: I am in the same boat. This brain (points) is full of brilliant ideas! But will anyone listen? No. Nothing in this gray matters. So what’s the point?

[With back slumped, he returns to his box. The girls fly back down.]

Bubbles: Oh Jojo, don’t be sad. Our dad says that sometimes people get angry when they don’t understand something special or unique.

Blossom: And if you just give people time, they’ll start to understand your specialness.

Buttercup: Yeah, you just gotta believe in yourself!

[As the girls speak, an evil grin slowly grows over Jojo’s face, seen only by its eyes and mouth. He pops back out of his box.]

Jojo: (rapid-fire) You mean, if I take the time to construct my most ingenious plan – the-help-the-town-and-make-it-a-better-place-machine – then people will come to understand my specialness?

Buttercup: Uhh…

Jojo: Okay, I’ll do it! But I’ll need your help!

[The girls and Jojo are standing over the top of Townsville’s active volcano. White-hot searing lava flow up just a foot or two short of the top.]

Girls (All): What?

Jojo: Jump in, take this device and build it into the volcano - we need to harness the energy of the Earth’s Core for power!

Blossom: What are you talking about?

Jojo: The plan!

Buttercup: What plan?

Jojo: Our plan!

Bubbles: To do what?

Jojo: To make the town better, of course.

Girls (All): What?

[Jojo lays out a blueprint. On it is the basic design of his volcano top observatory seen in many episodes. (It also says “ppg801”, another clever codename reference.)]

Jojo: You know, using my ideas and your powers, we will build the ‘help-the-town-and-make-it-a-better-place’ machine. That way everyone will see that our special abilities are good, then everyone will love us. Remember? It was your idea!

[The three girls look hesitantly at each other.]

Blossom: Uhh.. oh yeah! But… use our powers?

Jojo: Yes!

Buttercup: No way!

Jojo: Come on!

Bubbles: Nuh-uh. We’re never using our powers again.

Jojo: Oh girls, don’t be sad. Your powers are great! You just gotta believe in yourself.

[Jojo looks slyly at the girls; they look anxiously at each other, and then at the lava. Then they dive in as Jojo smiles onward. A few shots show the girls planting the cylindrical device down in the white-hot lava. As they stop, the machine whirrs, opens, and rotates, releasing a long tube back up towards the surface along with the girls, dripping in lava but unaffected (even their clothes). Jojo does a victory dance.]

Jojo: Yes! Yes! YES!

Blossom: We did good?

Jojo: You did very good. Very good indeed. (his eyes shift slantily.)

Buttercup: Now what do we do?

Jojo: First we construct the superstructure.

[The girls fly to an icy area, where in soundless fashion over the music, they use their heat beams to unearth a giant meteor. Back at Townsville volcano, the girls melt the meteor into liquid, under the diction of Jojo. Next, we see the girls laying and welding the founding structural beam, made from the meteor, using their eye beams. Next, they fly underwater to unearth a giant submarine. As they lift it, a school of distressed fish exits from the crack in its center As Blossom and Buttercup hold the ship over the half-built laboratory, Bubbles smashes it open at its crack, like a piñata, causing a variety of mechanical objects to drop out. Jojo uses the scraps to create an elaborate system of green power lines throughout the floor and walls. As the girls fly out again, the basic laboratory is finished, complete with large telescope. They girls fly out to the desert, and form a large tornado, and from the resulting sand they use their heat vision and breath to create an elaborate of hollow glass spheres and glass cages worthy of a master glassworker.]

Jojo: Look! Can’t you see our plan is working? Our work is proceeding as planned! At last, our lives will be better! At last, we will be accepted! At last, our greatest work is complete… oops.

Blossom: What’s wrong?

Jojo: Well, there is one last, teeny tiny, itsy bitsy thing we still need.

[Back at the Utonium house, which the girls have now easily found, they are seen running off with a large beaker labeled ‘Chemical X’ and back to Jojo’s. He gestures upwards, and the girls place the beaker nozzle-down atop the large collection of hollow glass spheres showcasing the large center contraption. Jojo is jumping joyously, and the same animation sequence repeats itself.]

Jojo: Yes, Yes, YES!

Blossom: We did good?

Jojo: You did very good. Very good indeed…

Buttercup: Now what do we do?

Jojo: Well, because you’ve done so good, I’ve got a special surprise!

Girls (All): Yay!

[As the music gains a lively “Sesame-Street” style kiddy beat, the girls walk exuberantly through the front gates of the Townsville Zoo. They give an “oooh” as they look at the elephants, an “ahh” over the seals, and another “ooh” over the lions. Then, seeing a zebra directional sign, they squeal with delight and zoom off. But, Jojo, still dressed in trench coat and paper bag, quietly carries them off towards the “Primate Plaza.” The scene shows several chimps hanging around. As the girls look on, Jojo offers to take their picture. The girls smile politely for the camera, but Jojo backs up, waving the girls out of the shot entirely and focusing in on the butt of one chimp. As he snaps, the chimp grabs his rear in surprise and falls to the ground, unnoticed by the still-smiling girls. This monkey-obsession photography continues for many different species. The girls try to look cute for the camera, but Jojo continues to snap the primate wildlife unabated, each time distressing the subject matter. Afterwards, the girls look at a diagram of the evolution of man, reading off the descriptions below each one as they read them.]

Buttercup: Worthless,

Blossom: Lame,

Bubbles: Stupid!

Buttercup: Okay.

Blossom: Better,

Bubbles: Almost,

Girls (All): Awesome! (giggles)

[Jojo just looks on in quiet disapproval. Glancing sideways he spies the real prize – a massive gorilla, in the peak of life. Grabbing his camera and snapping once more, we finally see what is distressing the monkeys so much – the snapshots are leaving small beeping electronic trackers in the fur of the simians. Sensing his mission is completed, Jojo begins to leave.]

Jojo: Come girls, our work is fin… oh, I mean, time to go.

Girls (All): Aww…but Jojo!

Blossom: We haven’t seen the gazelles!

Buttercup: Or the crocodiles!

Bubbles: (whimpering) Or the unicorns! Just one unicor….

[She trips over a baby rattle. Sensing a baby crying off in the distance, she runs over to a lady, her baby and older child to return the rattle.]

Bubbles: Excuse me, ma’am, I think you dropped this.

[The woman looks at her angrily, quickly snatches the rattle, and walks away in a huff.]

Woman: I thought the zoo kept all the animals in cages!

[Bubbles is hunched over in sadness with Blossom consoling her, while Buttercup yells to the lady walking away.]

Buttercup: Yeah, well, you’re welcome, lady!

Blossom: Don’t listen, Bubbles.

Jojo: That’s right Bubbles, do not listen. All of you deafen yourselves to their heartless words. They do not know that it is their saviors they are speaking to. They are unaware that your actions will have helped change their world forever! (embraces them) Because we have helped the town, and made it a better place.

Blossom: Do you think they’ll be surprised?

Jojo: Oh yeah.

Buttercup: You think they’ll still be mad at us for playing tag?

Jojo: No, they’ll have forgotten all about that.

Bubbles: Will they love us?

Jojo: (pausing) Yes….

Girls (All): Really?

Jojo: Would I lie to you?

[The girls fly back to the Utonium house at night.]

Blossom: I’m so excited!

Buttercup: Yeah, we’ll show ‘em!

Bubbles: Hey, where’s…

[On cue, the Professor is thrown roughly head first into the house by policemen. He is bound in handcuffs.]

Girls (All): Professor!

[Buttercup melts the shackles off.]

Professor: Oh girls, thank goodness you’re okay! I’m so sorry! I’m a terrible, terrible parent! You must hate me for not picking you up from school. But it’s not my fault. It’s this town. They’ve gone crazy. It’s like they’ve never seen kids playing before. I knew your powers would take some getting used to, but jail? Lawsuits? Angry mobs? What’s next?

Girls (All): Don’t worry Professor, things are going to get better! We promise!

[Back to the volcano top observatory, Jojo now sits in the center of the contraption, discarding his coat and bag, an evil grin spread over his face. He pushes a red button, and the tracking devices planted in the monkeys’ fur come to life, transporting them away from the zoo, and into pre-arranged liquid-filled cages lined in a circular fashion about Jojo. Another flip of the switch, and the large glass ball contraption comes to life. The chemical X drains from the large beaker on top, and the glass balls, spinning rapidly, each fill with a smaller dosage of the black liquid. Another dial is turned, and the room is cast into a green glow as lightning begins to spark from the balls. The liquid drains from each of the globes, and the monkeys are enveloped in it. They screech under the assault. Lighting begins to issue from their bodies, and their brains grow out from their heads in similar fashion to Jojo, who laughs madly, as rapidly flashing red and green lights flash around him (quite possibly sending several moviegoers into epileptic seizures). The shot zooms out, revealing the monkeys now suspended quite prostate, their brains sticking far out from their heads. The shot continues back, showing the observatory, the city of Townsville, and finally back through the far-right window of the girls’ bedroom, where they are sleeping peacefully, blissfully unaware of the events transpiring.]

[Morning at the Utonium house.]

Girls (All): Today’s the day!

Buttercup: Today’s the day!

Blossom: Today’s the day!

Bubbles: Today’s…

[the scene switches back and forth between the girls and Jojo.]

Jojo: The day!

Blossom: What to wear?

Buttercup: What to wear?

Bubbles: What to wear?

[A row of outfits in the closet reveal nothing but a large collection of the same outfit the girls always wear.]

Jojo: Oooh, that’s nice!

[In Jojo’s closet is a large selection of his famous outfit – a blue suit with white belt, flowing purple cape, and decorative brain helmet. The scene switches back and forth as the four put on stockings, belts, hair bows, gloves, dresses, and brain helmets. A quick shot shows the three girls dressed for action, followed by a sinister look at the well-dressed Jojo. As the girls burst out of their room to start the day, Jojo inspects his mutant army. He pushes a button labeled “activate.” Back at the girls’ home, they find the professor asleep at his desk, a phone in one hand and a mess of papers on the desk.]

Girls (All): Professor, wake up! Wake up! Wake..

Jojo: … up, wake up my brothers, wake up and seize the…

Bubbles: .. day!

Professor: (groggily) The day?

Blossom: Yeah, the day when we…

Jojo: Show Townsville just what our powers can really do!

[A seemingly endless stream of monkeys begins to burst forth out of the observatory’s main doors, and down onto the streets of Townsville. Back at the Utonium home, the girls are carrying the Professor off with them as they fly towards Townsville.]

Professor: What?

Blossom: We’re gonna show Townsville just what our powers can really do!

Buttercup: Yeah, we did something really good.

Bubbles: That’s really going to really really really..

[A quick shot of several distressed townspeople.]

Woman: Heeeeeeeeeelp!

[At this point, the scene switches back and forth between the girls flying forth with the Professor , and Jojo, advancing on Town Hall and into the mayor’s office, casting him down outside the building. ]

Bubbles: Well, we met this guy…

Buttercup: With powers like us…

Blossom: Who was also hated by everybody…

Bubbles: He had this great idea…

Buttercup: To help the town!

Blossom: And make it a better place!

Bubbles: That way the town would accept us!

Buttercup: ‘cause we did something to help!

Blossom: So we used all our powers,

Bubbles: And a big team…

Buttercup: .. and his ideas,

Blossom: To help everybody!

Jojo: City of Townsville!

Buttercup: It’s gonna be so cool!

Jojo: I’d like to take this moment…

Blossom: You’re gonna be so proud!

Jojo: … to thank the little people…

Bubbles: Everyone’s gonna love us!

Jojo: Who helped make this day a smashing success!

Girls (All): We did really…. Gooooood?

[At this point the girls reach downtown, and are astonished by what they see. A quick zoom out reveal

that there are now hundreds of monkeys ravaging the townsfolk. The camera focuses in on Jojo

standing confidently in front of town hall, the mayor’s head under one of his boots.]

Jojo: Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup! I couldn’t have done it without’cha!

[The three girls heads whip back in shock, their faces a sign of horror.]

Man #1: Terrible!

Man #2: I knew they were no good!

[Jojo laughs evilly as the girls set the Professor down and fly over to him.]

Blossom: Jojo, what happened?

Bubbles: This isn’t making the town a better place!

Jojo: Yes it is! For me! The hobo formerly known as Jojo is no ‘mo! From this day fowod’ I will be known as… MOJO JOJO!

[Mojo swoops his cape back in dramatic effect, the mayor still crushed under his right boot. The girls gasp in astonishment.]

Mojo: For too long, apes and monkeys have been under the thumb of man. Well, the time has come to oppose that thumb, and take hold of what is rightfully ours – the world!

Girls (All): Professor, we didn’t want this!

[a couple townspeople speak out as the monkeys pummel them.]

Woman #1: Liars!

Man #3: Fibbers!

Man #4: You’ve doomed us all!

Blossom: Please, Professor…please believe us…

[The Professor, looking aghast and horrified, looks at the girls and the scene taking place in front of him, then droops his head to the side.]

Professor: I don’t know who to believe…

[The girls gasp in horror. The professor, his voice wavering, puts a hand to his eye.]

Professor: I thought you were good…

Girls (All): Noooooooooooooooooooooo!

[As their cries reverberate, the girls make a beeline straight up and as far away from Townsville as possible. Mojo dances on the steps with the mayor’s head in hand.]

Mojo: Yeah! Whooo! All right! I rock. I rock… so hard! For I, Mojo Jojo, have succeeded in my first, greatest, and most brilliant plan ever! And I, Mojo Jojo, shall be… King of the Planet of the Apes!

[At this point there is silence. An orangutan speaks out from the nearby crowd, his bulging brain, spiteful glance, and tone of voice similar in form to Mojo’s.]

Orangutan: You shall be king? Preposterous!

Mojo: What? How dare you!

Orangutan: For it is I, who is the one most suited to be ruler!

[He dons a blue jumpsuit, purple cape, belt, gloves, and helmet identical to Mojo’s.]

Mojo: Those are my clothes!

Orangutan: I, Ojo Tango, shall be simian supreme!

Mojo: No Ojo, Mojo!

Ojo Tango: As I unleash the offensive of this, of the oppressive orangutank!

[At this point, the large ape speaks up. His voice is very low and burly.]

Ape: Hold on.

Mojo: Oh no.

Ape: It is I who shall get a grip on the situation!

[He dons a pair of metal fists.]

Mojo: You’d better not!

Rocko Socko: As I, Rocko Socko, seize control and rule!

[To accentuate his words, he smashes a gaping hole in the nearby building.]

Mojo: Wait!

[A lankier monkey speaks next.]

Lanky: I, Baboon Kaboom with my baboom baquabitter bomb!

[He leaps into a large machine, complete with bomb-spewing buttocks.]

Mojo: Uh oh.

Lanky: And if you don’t like it… you can kiss my baboon butt bombs!

Mojo: (sarcastically) Ohh, that’s classy.

[A large barrel of monkeys, in same form as the famous toy, rolls down the street. A group of them

speaks at once.

Barrel Monkeys: Gangway, Gangway! For we the Go-Go Po-Trol brothers in arms are working to

form a chain of command that will reach out and take hold of your world!

[A sloth-like, Japanese Macaque monkey is standing in a vat of boiling water atop a dam.]

Sloth: I, Hota Wota, am boiling mad. For you are all bloody ears. (explodes dam, water rushes forth.)

Therefore, I shall unleash a scalding torrent to be blown out. For I don’t give a…

Mojo: Watch your mouth!

[Next is a monkey with a pair of cymbals, moving sporadically like a toy as he clashes his cymbals.]

Cha-Ching: I, Cha Ching Cha Ching, symbolize chaotic calamity!

[Next is a large group of flying monkeys with rocket packs. They speak in unison.]

Rocket monkey: We are… Doot Da Doot Da Doo Doos (humming the evil monkeys theme from Wizard of Oz) shall rain on your parade! Because…(begin to hock loogies) we like to spit!

Mojo: Eww…

[A monkey with a very large nose speaks next, a dance number playing in the background as he half-sings the words. A large array of banana peels lie before him.]

Big nose: My name is Hacha Chacha, and here is my schpeel – a diabolical plan with lots of appeal! Spreading out bananas, out far and wide, fixin’ up the folks for a slippery slide!

Mayor: (still under Mojo’s boot) That’s pretty catchy!

[A nervous young monkey speaks next, clearly putting together his plan at the last minute.]

Young Monkey: I… uh… Bla Bla Bla Bla, shall, uh, create a sauce of chaos and stir up trouble, with a destructive force know as.. the tornado!

Mojo: To-mah-to?

Mayor: To-may-to.

[Mojo looks down at him, and gives him a smart smack off the steps. At this point, the scene goes through a myriad of monkeys in quick fashion:

Monkey #1: I, Koko Kongo!

Monkey #2: I, Bonzo Bango!

Monkey #3: I, Rolo Ovo!

Monkey #4: I, Cheata Beata!

Monkey #5: I, Achey Breaky!

Monkey #6: I, Smasha Crasha!

Monkey #7: I, Cruncha Muncha!

Monkey #8: I, Pappy Whappy!

Many Monkeys: I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I! I!

Mojo: Nooooo! Stop! Cease! Desist! Do not continue with the ramblings, for my ramblings are the ramblings to be obeyed. For I am the king, supreme leader, and all-around dictator. Don’t you see? All you monkeys are my plan, so you plans are my plans because you are my plan and my plan was to make you! And I plan to rule the planet! Not to have my plans plan to stop me! I am your creator! I am your king! I am Mojo Jojo! (pushing the Professor out of the way) Obey ME!

[The shot cuts to a view of outer space. (Despite the lack of air to convey sound,) the sound of distant wailing is heard. The shot zooms in to the asteroid belt, and focuses in a single rock.. Bubbles is sitting on the surface, head thrown back in utter dejection, a torrent of cries issuing from her mouth. The scene pulls back to show a saddened Blossom sitting on a rocky outcropping, and Buttercup fuming by herself in the distance. Their voices echo in the emptiness of space.]

Buttercup: That… jerk. That big fat dumb jerk! He duped us! He planned it all along and we fell for it!

Bubbles: (between sobs) And now, everybody hates us even more! (crying abates, looks at Buttercup) What are you doing?

[Buttercup has started digging a crude wall in the asteroid.

Buttercup: What does… it look… like I’m doing? I’m building a house! ‘Cause now, we have to live here!

Bubbles: Live here?

Buttercup: Yeah, don’t you see? This can be the bedroom, and this is my bed! (she slumps down on a crude jutting of rock, and points.) That can be your bed over there.

Bubbles: (resuming crying) I don’t wanna sleep on a rooooooooooooooock!

[Blossom, as-of-yet silent, stares angrily into space with her back turned to her sisters.]

Blossom: Maybe… if someone hadn’t pushed Bubbles into the school…

Buttercup: (turning to face Blossom) Ohh, look She speaks. (walks up to Blossom) Well maybe if someone hadn’t insisted on walking home from school so we could run into the biggest liar in the universe!

Blossom: (standing) We weren’t allowed to use our powers, and you know it!

Buttercup: Oh look, it’s Ms. Goody-goody!

Blossom: What was I supposed to do? We weren’t going to get people to stop hating us by breaking rules!

Buttercup: Oh yeah. And using our superpowers to make a (imitating Blossom) “help-the-town-and-make-it-a-better-place-machine” was foolproof?

Blossom: I didn’t see you putting up a fight!

Buttercup: Well, you’re gonna now!

[Buttercup rushes Blossom, and the two go down in a rolling pile. Bubbles watches on as they roll around.

Blossom: if it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t be in this stupid mess!

Buttercup: Ohh, you stupid….

[Bubbles falls to her knees again and resumes crying. Buttercups’ face falls into the picture, and she begins to scream in pain and flail her arms. Blossom is sitting on her back.

Blossom: I’m not fighting with you, Buttercup!

Buttercup: (growls) yeah, ‘cause you know I’ll kick your butt!

Blossom: No… because I know that… (growls, turns away) Nevermind. I’m not fighting with you. And I’m not talking to you… EVER!

Buttercup: Well, prepare yourself for a looooooong silence, girl. ‘Cause we’re going to spend the rest of our lives here, thanks to you. At least I got me a bed! (thumps face first into a rock.)

[Blossom looks back angrily, but her anger melts into longing sadness as she looks upwards at that tiny blue planet. Her eyes waver, and she collapses into her arms in silent crying. Buttercup is curled into a ball on her ‘bed’. Her face is contorted in anger, but you can tell she’s clenching her eyes shut from her tears. Bubbles resumes crying, but stops for a moment as she glances for her sisters.]

Bubbles: Blossom? Buttercup? Do you hear that?

[Back on planet Earth, the townspeople are fleeing from the rampant mayhem the monkeys are causing. A drilling object is seen briefly. The focus switches back and forth between the asteroid and Townsville.]

Buttercup: (angrily) No…

Bubbles: Blossom… what should we do?

[Blossom remains silent, head sunk into arms. In Townsville, Rocko Socko the iron-fisted ape pounds the ground, causing the streets to rise and fall. A ballistic missile explodes in the distance.

Buttercup: I bet Ms. Goody Goody’ll say we should take responsibility for our mistakes and go help everybody! (Blossom looks up.)

Bubbles: It sounds like they’re hurting.

Buttercup: Who cares? (Blossom looks on silently.)

[A torrent of water rushes down Townsville streets. A small monkey bites a lady on the arm. The tomato tornado wrecks buildings in its path.]

Bubbles: What do we do?

Buttercup: Nothing!

[A long shot now shows a massive amount of destruction being done to Townsville. All three girls hear their screams now, and the pain is unbearable. They strike the famous “see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil” pose. Mojo advances on the Professor, who lies hunched in a ball on the steps of City Hall. He gasps as Mojo grabs him by the throat.]

Professor: Girls!

Girls (All): Professor!

[The girls rush back to Townsville amidst the destruction.]

Girls (All): Professor! Professor! Professor!

[With another explosion, missiles strike at the base of a stirring statue of the mayor riding triumphantly on a horse. The statues falls, aiming to strike a hapless lady below. Bubbles sees this, and breaks formation, diving to save the woman.]

Blossom: Bubbles, wait!

[Bubbles swoops downward, picking up the woman and narrowly saving her. Her sisters rejoin her, with lady in hand.]

Blossom: Good job Bubbles, but we really got to save…

Lady: The baby!

[The baby in question is sitting in a carriage, holding a bomb recently spewed from the rear of the baboon butt bomb machine. Several more drop out in the next few moments.]

Blossom: Holy….

[Blossom narrowly saves the baby as the bombs explode around her.]

Buttercup: Hey, what about…

Lady: The dog!

[The torrent of water is seen rushing down the streets. The aquatic simian is pushing a dog’s head underwater.]

Buttercup: Whoa!

[She rushes underwater and nabs the dog right in front of the monkey. Meanwhile, Bubbles is talking to the lady, now placed safely on a rooftop.]

Bubbles: You’ll be safe now.

Blossom: Here you go, miss. (handing the baby)

Lady: Oh, thank you!

Blossom: C’mon, Bubbles, let’s…

[Rocko socko has a car in-between his hands. Blossom and Bubbles fly off.]

Blossom: … save those people!

Lady: Wait! This isn’t my baby!

Buttercup: (dripping wet, sets the dog down.) Good dog. Can we find the professor now please?

[She looks back at the dog. The barrel of monkeys threatens to squish him flat.]

Buttercup: Aww, man!

[Bubbles nabs the car out of Rock Socko’s grasp. Blossom saves a man in a phone booth from being crushed by a tank’s track. Buttercup zips to save the dog. Bubbles and Blossom avoid torrents of flying things and people as they carry the car and phone booth, respectively. The tomato tornado is sucking people into its core. Buttercup has set the dog outside the CTN building (another reference to Cartoon Network)]

Buttercup: Now, stay!

[The cymbal-clad monkey stands across the way, and with a reverberating clash, the shockwaves shatter CTN’s windows. Buttercup looks back again as the falling glass heads for the canine.]

Buttercup: Doggone it!

[She swoops to save the dog yet again. Blossom and Bubbles now have a large group of people on their backs. Buttercup blows a raspberry behind her as she falls into the clutches of the barrel of monkeys, losing her grip and sending the dog into freefall. She yells, and dives down to save the dog a fourth time, but he falls into the iron clutches of Rocko Socko. This is too much for Buttercup. She gives her gripping banshee yell, and flies headfirst towards the monster.]

Blossom: (gasping, addressing a large pile of people) Okay, you should be safe here… Ohh, this is hopeless!

Bubbles: I know! There’s too many monkeys! What can we do…

[At this point, the girls hear their sister’s scream and glance shocked at her direction. Buttercup is struggling to pry the ape’s iron hands open. The angle changes with every word.]

Buttercup: Get your hands off him, you darn… dirty.. ape!

[She gives off a yell, and releases a killer punch to the ape’s jaw, sending him sprawling backwards, sans his iron mitts. He hits a distant building, shocked, and falls forward, out cold (or dead?). Bubbles and Blossom gasp, and Buttercup puts her hands to her mouth in horror.]

Buttercup: (stuttering) I… I… I I didn’t mean it! It. It.. It.. . it was an accident! I.. I.. I.. .he… he… he… wouldn’t let go, and.. and.. and.. then… the dog! I.. that… (dog jumps out of the hands) that stupid dog! And… and and then the monkeys! And… and… he… aaaahh! I… I… And I… I… couldn’t… and he couldn’t….I… I… oh man!

[The dog takes a whiz on the metal hands, and Blossom, thinking this over, suddenly gets an idea in her head.]

Blossom: Buttercup!

Buttercup: I… I… I..

Blossom: You’re a genius!

[Buttercup’s eyes pop out in surprise. Still concerned, she looks at her sisters. The music turns a heroic tone.]

Buttercup: I am?

Bubbles: She is?

Blossom: Yeah! The one way to stop the monkeys, save the town, and find the Professor is to use our powers to…

[They focus in on the townspeoples’ screaming. The tank wheels of a giant mechanical monster are about to crush a large group of people.]

Blossom: Or better yet, watch!

[Blossom zooms in on the mechanical beast, striking an exploding blow to its head, knocking it over. She assumes a forward victory pose in front of the flame of the exploding machine.]

Buttercup: Wow!

Bubbles: That was ama… hey!

[A torrent of spit begins to rain on the girls. Above them, the spitting monkeys are creating quite a downpour.]

Bubbles: Eww, gross, cut it out!

[She lashes out with her eye beams, striking one monkey, sending it off spiraling like a deflating balloon, striking another monkey in a large explosion. The three girls look forward in battle-ready poses, as the spitting monkeys fall all around them.]

Blossom: C’mon girls, let’s put an end to this gorilla warfare!

[They fly off. The cymbal monkey is the first on their hit list. Each girl gets in a good hit.]

Blossom: Ha ha! Good one, Bubbles!

[The cymbal monkey falls down in front of Mojo, who is clutching the Professor by the neck.]

Professor: Girls! (Mojo muffles his cries)

Mojo: Shut up! I was afraid of this. They’ve returned and found out what our powers can really do! (walking away) Come! You will make a good Powerproof vest!

[As the wave of water hits another streetway, the girls quickly pound a hold in front of its path, sucking all the water, monkey included, down to Townsville’s sewerways like a giant toilet. The butt bomb baboon machine juts forward, but Bubbles and Blossom pin it down by the hands. As the operator aims a front cannon at the girls, Buttercup clenches the barrel shut, causing an overload. On his operating screen, the machine reads “B.M. Blowout”, and the machine explodes. Confronting the barrel of monkeys, Buttercup grabs the end monkey by the hand, and like a giant rubber band, Blossom stretches the other end and lets go, sending the chain spiraling into a metal pole on the sidewalk. Bubbles uses the remaining monkeys as a rather large jumprope. The singing banana monkey is pounded into the nearby fruit stand by Bubbles, while Blossom sends him spinning down his own slippery path of destruction. The tomato tornado operator looks to his right to find Blossom, who snatches away his mixing rods, collapsing his tornado, as Blossom sends him flying into a ketchup-covered wall. Buttercup kicks a roundish rolling monkey like a soccer ball, sending him careening into the air off into the distance. Blossom grabs the drill machine by the bit, sending the driver’s half of the machine spinning uncontrollably. The diminutive monkey is send into the waiting arms of Bubbles, who lovingly shakes him until he passes out. The punches and kicks reach a fervent pace, until one final shot of the three girls laying a massive uppercut erupts into pain stars, sending the entire group of monkeys raining down to the ground.]

Buttercup: None of those stupid monkeys had Professor!

Bubbles: Where could he be?

Blossom: Take a good guess!

[She gestures to the volcano top observatory, where Mojo is dragging the Professor deep into his layer. Six sets of imposing doors close in rapid succession behind him.]

Blossom: C’mon girls, we’ve got one last monkey to get off our backs!

[They zoom forwards, easily crashing through Mojo’s defense and stand at the ready in front of the villain, who has the Professor in a headlock.]

Girls (All): Not so fast, Mojo Jojo!

Mojo: (mockingly) Oohh, wook at the widdle hewoes, here to save their daddy!

Professor: (straining) No girls, save yourselves!

Bubbles: Sorry, Professor!

Buttercup: We can take this chump chimp down easy!

Blossom: Nothing he can do can stop us!

[Mojo twists the Professor’s neck further, causing a nasty grinding noise, and making the Professor yelp out in pain. The girls gasp, and stop, hatred written all over their eyes.]

Mojo: That’s… better. It’s good you little freaks know when you’re beaten. Now if you’ll excuse me,

I, Mojo Jojo, have a town to take over. I have a world to rule! I have to seize control of an area, and

force its inhabitants to follow my way of thinking!

[He presses a button on his control panel, and the glass globes begin to spin again. Another

(conveniently full) vat of Chemical X spews from the machine, and drains into the spheres as before. He

punches a set of keys]

Mojo: Even if it means…

[He smashes the nozzle through his helmet, jabbing it directly into his brain.]

Mojo: Taking extreme measures!

Girls (All): (gasp) You wouldn’t!

Mojo: I would.

[He jams a lever, and all the containers of Chemical X pour directly into his brain. He lets out a primal

cry, as his features bulge out in exaggerated proportions and he grows exponentially, sending him

crashing through the roof of the observatory. He loses his grip on the Professor, sending him falling

downwards amidst the debris.]

Bubbles: Professor!

[Blossom catches the Professor, while Buttercup takes the brunt force of the ceiling debris as it falls down on them. Atop the remains of his lab, the new, giant, imposing Mojo raises his arms in triumph and yells with a deep and fearful voice.]

Mojo: Now I am mo’ Mojo than before!

[He leaps to the ground amidst the flames of the city, fully half as tall as the tallest skyscrapers, and walks down its shattered streets and burning buildings. He stops in front of Town Hall, addressing the peons on the grounds below with a slow and commanding voice.]

Mojo: Now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted – I, Mojo Jojo, have succeeded in my first, greatest, and most brilliant plan ever! (he dons the dome as his new braincap.) And I, Mojo Jojo, shall be king!

[Lifting his arms high in triumph, the scene returns to the debris on the volcano top. Buttercup pushes upward, throwing the debris away. Bubbles and Blossom lift the Professor out, unharmed.]

Professor: Oh girls, thank goodness you’re okay! Now let’s get out of this town and find a new, safe place to live!

[They fly out of his arms, and float defiantly.]

Buttercup: It’s no use, Professor.

Bubbles: We already tried running away.

Blossom: We have to fix the problem we helped start. You said to give everyone a little time to understand our specialness. Well, now it’s time for everyone to understand, especially Mojo!

[They fly off in a rainbow, leaving the Professor behind, standing proudly with a tear in his eye. The girls fly back to city hall, and give Mojo a good smack in the jaw.]

Blossom: (o.c.) Surrender now, and we’ll go easy on you!

[Mojo takes this in, rubbing his jaw, looking for the source of the interruption. The girls are standing impatiently on street level.]

Blossom: Down here!

Mojo: (kneels down, mockingly) Oh, my! You’re actually trying to stop me? That’s so cute!

Bubbles: Try nothing!

Blossom: We will stop you!

Buttercup: Who are you calling cute?

Mojo: (laughing) Okay, let’s play!

[He lands a punch to the girls’ spot, but they zoom away and land a few choice hits to his face. He tries to catch them, but they are too small and fast for his large bulky frame. Buttercup even runs between his ears, making a large bell sound, then smacks him into the butt, sending him into the air. As she laughs, Mojo simply alights himself, and smashes Buttercup into the ground with his foot. The other two girls stop.]

Blossom: Buttercup!

[Mojo takes advantage of their hesitation to smack them into a rooftop. Buttercup emerges from Mojo’s foot, angry as can be. She punches in and breaks all of the tows on his left foot. In the meantime, the other two girls emerge, and in a spiral formation, smack into Mojo’s midsection, sending him hurtling back doubled over. As he strikes a tall building, it collapses on him, his arms and legs sticking out.

Blossom: Good job, girls!

Buttercup: Hah, that mo’ Mojo is no mo’!

[They begin to giggle, but Mojo alights himself, and leaping forward he grabs hold of Buttercup and Blossom in opposing hands.]

Bubbles: No!

[The two girls scream out in pain as Mojo squeezes, glancing between the two. Bubbles rushes forward, and (in Star Wars A-wing style and sound), shoots rapid-fire laser beams at Mojo, causing him to cry out in pain and releasing her two sisters. The girls resume their cat-and-mouse game amidst Mojo, and once again unable to catch them, Mojo lets out a primal yell and claps his hands together loudly. The resulting shockwave blasts the girls spiraling backwards. They do a few backflips on a city street and reorient themselves.]

Buttercup: Somebody’s mad….

[Mojo springs forward, unleashing a barrage of black pointed thorns at the girls.]

Blossom: Look out!

[They narrowly avoid a set of spikes. Mojo targets Blossom as she runs as fast as she can from the onslaught, just staying in front of the line of fire. But the same dog is in her way now, and she feels obligated to protect it. Flailing her arms in rapid fire, she deflects all of the thorns from herself and her hapless canine companion. Bubbles and Buttercup are hiding nearby under the refuge of an empty bus.]

Bubbles: Oh no, look! Mojo’s got Blossom pinned down!

Buttercup: I have an idea, come on!

[Buttercup lays the bus vertically in front of Blossom. The bus absorbs all of the thorny blows. After a few moments, the assault stops. The dog simply walks off.]

Bubbles: Do you think he’s finished?

Mojo: No, but you are!

[Rising up behind the bus, Mojo breathes fire on the girls. A following shot shows the girls, hands together, screaming as the fiery flames scorch them. As the attack stops, Mojo grabs the scorched and dazed girls in one giant hand.]

Mojo: Fools! You dare to challenge me?! (begins walking with girls in fist.) Attempt to defeat me?! Try to destroy me?!

[Mojo starts climbing a building, in classic King Kong fashion.]

Mojo: I, who saved you from certain death? After all I’ve done for you, you betray me?! And why?

[Mojo swipes his hand across a floor of the building, revealing a bustling scene of humanity inside, and parades the girls across the scene as he continues to speak. (The people inside are most likely caricatures of the PPG movie staff – as creator Craig McCracken is amongst the group.)]

Mojo: For them? The ones who hated you? Have forsaken you? (continues climbing to the building top.) Can’t you see? None of them will ever understand you as I can. For we are kindred spirits, whose powers spring from the same source. So girls – do not make me destroy you, for we are smarter! We are stronger! We are invincible! We have the power! We are superior to them! And we shall rule! All we have to do is work together. Girls! Join me!

[At this, the girls’ eyes spring open. They seem to think on this for a second, then their brows furrow as the air around them begins to rumble. Mojo looks concerned as their energy grows. Suddenly, they break free from his grasp in a ball of light, and fly upwards, screaming.]

Girls (All): Nooooo!

Blossom: We’d never join you! And it’s because… (flying, hits Mojo) … we are stronger!

Bubbles: (hitting Mojo) Because we are invincible!

Buttercup: Because we have the power! (striking Mojo)

Girls (All): We have to protect them from you!

Blossom: It’s you who is to be feared!

Bubbles: ‘Cause you are a monster! (She smashes Mojo’s dome, revealing his brains.)

Buttercup: You are evil!

Girls (All): And you are… (pausing) It!

[This final push knocks Mojo off balance, and flailing with one arm, the tower he is grasping with the other breaks apart, sending the super-sized simian screaming towards the ground in slow motion.]

Mojo: CUUUUUUUUUURSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS!

[At this point, the Professor jumps in the scene on the ground alone, holding a large beaker of black liquid labeled “Antidote X” (apparently, finding time to devise, create, and transport the new liquid using the remains of a tattered lab in a matter of three minutes.).]

Professor: (rapidly) Girls, girls, where are you? We should try and stop Mojo and I know how! I whipped up an antidote to Chemical X! It will do away with his powers! Girls! Girls! Gi…

[The Professor looks upwards at the falling Mojo.]

Girls (All): Professor!

[The girls rapidly swoop to save the Professor. The beaker of antidote X is left behind, and breaks open on the ground right as the monstrous Mojo drops on top of it. The liquid issues outward from the impact, steam emanating from Mojo’s body, which begins to shrink and spark, until it returns to its original size at the center of the pool. A trumpet plays a small pity song in a bit of humor to mark his deposition of power. The now-normal sized Mojo groans in pain and exhaustion. The Professor and the girls watch over this, and he embraces them.]

Professor: Oh, girls! I’m so sorry for doubting you! You are good! Good, perfect little girls, and I love you!

Girls (All): We love you too!

Blossom: And we’re really sorry.

Buttercup: We messed up really bad.

Bubbles: But, we’re ready Professor.

[They hunch over the pool of liquid surrounding the prostate Mojo.]

Professor: “Ready”?

Blossom: To take the Antidote X to get rid of our powers.

Bubbles: If it wasn’t for them, none of this would have happened.

Buttercup: Besides, maybe everyone would like us more if we were just normal little girls.

Townspeople (in unison): Nooooooo!

[The girls look up in confusion. Around them has formed a large crowd of townspeople, the open space in the middle of them forming a large heart-shaped pattern.]

Girls (All): Huh?

[At one point in the crowd, the mayor is seen standing next to Ms. Bellum, his arms folded behind him. He acts like a shy little boy, as if he was nervously trying to ask a girl out on a date.]

Mayor: Umm… well.. uhh… don’t do that cause… that was pretty cool, with the… ehh…

Ms. Bellum: Girls, I think what the mayor is trying to say is, “we’re sorry – and thank you.”

[The scene switches to several people.]

Ms. Keane: Yes, that was super! Just super!

Man #5: Amazing!

Baby lady: Fantastic!

Man #6: Wonderful!

Jamaican Lady: Stupendous!

Jay and Bob look-alikes: You rock!

Dog: Thank you. (the first words of Talking Dog!)

[The girls stand in the midst of this, taking it all in, their faces contorted not in anger or sadness, but in an ecstatic gleam of surprise and happiness. The mayor, feeling the need to be overly expressive, jumps forward and begins to gesture and imitate the girls’ actions of just a few minutes ago.]

Mayor: Oh, yeah! That was awesome! You were all flying, and running, and then (imitating laser blasts) laser eyes! Then, (growls) Bam! And then (laser blasts) and then… BAM! You punched that guy! Ehh, remember?

[The girls nod in agreement, a happy, but mildly pitying glance regarding the mayor’s over exuberance and redundancy.]

Mayor: Yeah, that was great. Y‘know, this town stinks. And I was wondering if… maybe sometime… we could like… call you.. to save the day or… whatever.

Girls (All): (gasping) Can we Professor?

Professor: Well… I don’t know.. Hmm… okay! But only if it’s before your bed time!

Girls (All): Yaaaaaay!

[They fly upwards in sheer exaltation, as the crowd cheers them below. The scene fades to white, then reveals the sun, outside of Malph’s market. An elderly lady is pushing a full cart of groceries, before it is stopped by an evil green hand. The shot changes, and the hand belongs to Ace, his Gangrene cronies surrounding him. Inside the Mayor’s office, he and his assistant hears the woman’s cries for help. Ms. Bellum points off to the Mayor’s right, where the newly installed hotline phone is seen.]

[In school, the girls are playing with the other students. By this time, the schoolroom has been fixed, and the girls are fitting in with the other children once again. Playtime is interrupted by the shrill sound and flashing nose of the hotline phone. Back at Malph’s, as the Gangrene Gang starts to chow on the lady’s foot and tear apart her purse, they suddenly stop and look right, where the three girls are floating in front of them. In rapid fire, Blossom strikes Ace, Bubbles kicks Snake and Grubber with each leg, and Buttercup finishes off Arturo and Big Billy. Jail bars clang behind them, along with their new cellmates, Mojo and Fuzzy. Waving goodbye, the girls speed upwards, zooming over the skyline of Townsville as the narrator returns for the closing dialogue.]

Narrator: Sugar! Spice! And everything nice! These were the ingredients chosen to create the prefect little girls. But, Professor Utonium accidentally added an extra ingredient to the concoction… Chemical X! This, Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup were born! Using their ultra-super powers, they dedicated their lives to fighting crime, and the forces of evil!

[The girls return home, to the loving laughs of the Professor. It’s a brand new day, one full of promise for these superhero tykes. The standard heart closing screen comes up.]

Narrator: And so, for the very first time, the day is saved, thanks to… (the girls appear in their standard formation) .. The POWERPUFF GIRLS! Hey, that’s a good name for them! Powerpuff Girls, yeah! I like that! Wonder if they will, I’ll run it by them. Powerpuff Girls! Mmm-hmm!

THE END

This unofficial transcript copyright Jack Burns, aka Compdude, at Compdude47@hotmail.com, 2002. You may not alter this script in any manner, notably the opening and closing notes, without the express permission of said author.

My special thanks to PuffUncle for an extremely helpful post on the PPGworld Movie forum listing the official order and spelling of the many monkey villains, and to all of you who posted in that thread, listing little easter eggs you spotted in the movie. It made it much more fun to go back and put them all into the script!

Send me any questions, comments, or suggestions you might have!