Girls Gone Mild/Transcript
Woman: The city of Townsville...
Ash: (loses his temper) That's a lot of baloney! I'll bet you don't even have kids of your own!!!
Pikachu: Pika Pika!!!
Stanley: You see, our 4-year-old son Darren fractured his skull after he fell five stories out his bedroom window trying to fly like his heroes, the Powerpuff Girls. He is in the Townsville Children's hospital, in a coma thanks to the influence of the Powerpuff Girls!
Ash: (growls fiercely)
Misty: What?! This isn't fair! Why are you blaming the Powerpuffs for something that happened to your own son?
Brock: She's right!
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Bubbles: (pulling out cell phone) Blossom! Try the police again!
(Before she can, Sandra, having lost any and all intent to maintain the petition that bars the Girls from using their superpowers and telling them off now that she and Stanley were staring death straight in its gaping maw, interrupts.)
Sandra: FORGET THE POLICE!!! USE YOUR SUPERPOWERS!!!
Blossom: But what about the contract?!
Stan, Sandra: FORGET THE CONTRACT!!!
(And to signify they no longer give a darn about the petition they made against the Girls and realize the Girls are the only thing standing between life and death for them, and pretty much all of Townsville, Sandra pulls out a copy and tears it in half, and the girls smile as the shreds go flying past them. The Practices have finally given up, thrown in the towel, and granted the Girls the ability to use their superpowers again to save their pathetic lives from the Dooks. They let go of their anchor points and brace for action.)
Girls: It's butt-kicking time! (Head-on view of Gol-Gor, zooming in. Gol-Gor clearly did not expect this to happen.)
Gol-Gor: Huh?
(A flash of white, and the girls are doing their duty. Buttercup lands a flying kick to Gol-Gor's jaw, Bubbles uppercuts the pink Dook, and Blossom fires an eye-laser blast that connects squarely with the weasel's posterior and makes him scream in pain. She stops briefly, letting him run away a bit, and then lets him have it all over again. Cut to the exterior of the house, which jumps and shakes with the violence of the beating the girls are dishing out to the dooks. Finally, an overhead shot of the area is seen; the roof explodes, and the Dooks sail out through it to parts unknown.)
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(Later, an angry mob is shown, surround the Practice household.)
Lady: There they are!
Citizen: That's them, officers!
Mayor: This is the place, Chief.
Police Chief: Thank you, Mayor. (go up to Stanley and Sandra Practice, who are being held captive by Ash, Brock, and Misty) Excuse me. (holds up badge) We're the Townsville Police Department. Are you Stanley and Sandra Practice?
Stanley Practice: Um...Yes?
Sandra Practice: Yes, we are? I-I-Is there a problem?
Police Chief: Well, we've been told that you're responsible for creating an illegal petition as well as an unauthorized organization against the Powerpuf Girls that prevents them from fighting crime and protecting Townsville from behind our backs. And we've heard that you threatened to sue Professor Utonium if he didn't cooperate with you. Mr. and Mrs. Practice, those crimes are considered blackmail, forgery, campaign fraud, and bribery. And with that, we're gonna have to arrest the two of you.
Stanley and Sandra Practice: WHAT?!?!
(At court)
Judge: All rise! Stanley and Sandra Practice.
Stanley and Sandra Practice: Your honor?
Judge: On behalf of the citizens of Townsville, we present to you and your organization with this summons to pay for the destruction of our town and for the increasing crime rate. You'll be doing community service every Saturday for the rest of your miserable lives. (Bangs gavel) And as for your 4-year old son, he will be placed under the care of the Townsville Child Protection Services.
Stanley Practice: What?! Darren?!
Sandra Practice: Placed under the care of the Townsville Child Protection Services?!?! Buy why?!
Judge: Because you did not provide enough evidence to prove the girls had anything to do with it. Meaning that you wrongly accused them for a crime they never committed! You also have lost custody of your child who will be placed in foster care.
Stanley and Sandra Practice: NNNOOO!!!!
Police Chief: And if you or anyone who signed up with your organization disobeys our orders, you'll be dealt with the hard way. IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?!
Stanley and Sandra Practice: (remorseful) Yes, sir....
Police Chief: Good. Until then, GET TO WORK!! And have a nice day.
(Later, we see Stanley and Sandra Practice, along with those who signed their petition, picking up trash as punishment for their actions against the Powerpuff girls. They see their son, Darren, being talked to by the police and they look on at him with sad faces, meaning that they're never gonna see their son again for the rest of their pathetic lives. Stanley and Sandra Practice quietly break down in tears. Ash, though angry for what they've done, couldn't help but feel sorry for the Practices for their misfortune with their son being put in a foster home.)
Blossom: What's the matter, Ash?
Buttercup: Yeah, we're allowed to fight crime and save Townsville from evil again. We thought you'd be happy.
Ash Ketchum: Yes, I am happy with that. But I can't help but feel so bad for the Practices. They just lost custody of their 4-year old son who had just recovered from his accident. And because of that, they're never-never gonna see him again.
Heroes: (gasps in shock and horror)
Bubbles: Oh, no! You might be right, Ash.
Misty: Aw, man! We did want them to change their minds about the girls, but we didn't want them to lose their custody to raise their son! And he's only a 4-year old child!
Brock: Darren cannot survive without a mother and father! He's too young!
Piglet: Oh, dear! This is terrible! What shall we do? Oh, I hate seeing people sad!
Pooh Bear: (sighs) I know, Piglet. I just wish there is something we could do to help them.
Rabbit: Yes. (sighs)
Ash Ketchum: (comes up with an idea) Wait a minute, guys. Maybe there is something we can do to help them get their custody back. Come on! Let's go talk to the mayor!
Pikachu: Pikachu!
(Later, at nighttime, Stanley and Sandra Practice return home after an exhausting day doing community service for Townsville. They slump on the sofa, sad and depressed. Suddenly, they hear the doorbell ring.)
Sandra Practice: (moans) Who could it be this time?
Stanley Practice: I'll get it. Like if I would care.
(Stanley opens the door and sees the girls, our heroes, Professor Utonium, the mayor, Ms. Bellum, Ms. Keane and the police force.)
Stanley Practice: (unamused) Oh, it's you, guys. What do you want?
Sandra Practice: Look, you got your will to fight crime and save Townsville from evil back! The court punished us as well as our organization with community service and we've lost custody of our son because of it! Don't you think we've been humiliated enough?!
Stanley Practice: Why don't you go away and leave us alone before you add more insult to injury?!
Mayor of Townsville: (calmly) Relax, you two! Relax, relax! We are not going to humiliate you.
Stanley and Sandra Practice: (confused) Huh? You're not?
Sandra Practice: Then why are you here?
Ash Ketchum: We have a good explanation to make.
Pikachu: Pikachu.
Ms. Bellum: Mr. and Mrs. Practice, the girls and their friends told us all about you. About your organization and about your little misfortune following your punishment. We're deeply sorry that you've lost custody over to Darren. But we have good new to tell you. The mayor just talked things over to the judge and told him how harsh it was to remove your custody. So, under the mayor's jurisdiction, the judge decided he will give you a lighter sentence in your community service and will allow you to give you back your son.
Stanley and Sandra Practice: (gasps in surprise and excitment) Really?
Mayor of Townsville Precisely.
Professor Utonium: But under one condition.
Stanley: Condition? What condition?
Ms. Bellum: You and your organization owe all of Townsville a public apology for you heinous actions and will also be attending an hour of compulsory parenting classes each week. You understand?
Narrator: