Editing Pooh's Adventures of The Powerpuff Girls Movie/Transcript (section)

== Fun day at home ==
(The scene changes where the professor and the girls are painting the bedroom.)

Professor Utonium: Okay, girls, now watch me. (the girls paint their bedroom wall pink) (jokingly) I think you missed a spot. (paints himself)

(The girls and the heroes laugh in amusement as Marco rolls his eyes with a smug look)

Professor Utonium: I'll go wash up, then we'll bring in the furniture. (he washes up) Girls, wait. You should let us...help?

Tigger: Wow, would you look at that.

Misty: Wow, you girls fixed up your bedroom quickly.

Buttercup: Yep, and that was easy.

Ash Ketchum: Looks pretty good. 

Timmy Turner: Yeah. So, girls, what do you think?

Bubbles: Well, Timmy, I think it's a little dark.

Buttercup: Well, I like it dark.

Rabbit; Aren't you girls forgetting something?

Blossom: Yeah, some windows might be nice.

Misty: I think that's a great idea.

Professor Utonium: Yeah, I can see some windows right about... here. I'll call the contractor tomor--

(The girls use their lasers circling the walls which made windows. The professor felt scorched from the blast.)

Winnie the Pooh: Are you quite all right, Professor?

Professor Utonium: Oh, yeah, I'm all right. That works too. Who's hungry?

Heroes: We are.

Pikachu: Pika.

(Then in the kitchen where the heroes sit at the table. Blossom holds out the bread while Bubbles and Buttercup hold out peanut butter and jelly.)

Blossom: Ready?

Bubbles and Buttercup: Ready!

Blossom: Go! 

''[She machine-guns slices of bread at her sisters, who in turn fire back with globs of peanut butter and jelly. When he closes the fridge and turns to face the camera, with an armload of milk and fruit, he throws himself back against the door to try and avoid the barrage. The components collide in midair and fall to the kitchen table to form a tall stack of PB&J sandwiches; the girls, sitting around the table, then strafe this with their eye lasers and the crusts fall off, neatly trimmed. They are a bit taken aback at the approach of the Professor, whose splattered face and clothes show that he was unable to get out of the line of fire. He smiles and sets down a tray with three glasses of milk and the carton. Cut to the exterior of the house as the laughter of all four makes itself heard from inside. It dies away after a moment, and the sky fades into evening while the house lights come on. Inside, he walks into the living room and wipes his hands on a towel. He has cleaned up and again taken off the coat and rolled up his sleeves.]''

'''Professor:''' Okay girls, time for...

''[Once again he stops short; this time, the reason is that all three of them have completely conked out. Blossom, on the floor, has books and notes piled around her; Buttercup is on the couch, with various action toys nearby and the TV remote in hand; Bubbles, also on the floor, has crayons and paper scattered about, and Octi is nearby as well. Close-up of Blossom, panning to each of the others in the order given, then back to the Professor]''

'''Professor:''' ...bed.

''[Cut to the bathroom, where he washes Blossom’s face, then to the bed, where he pulls Buttercup’s nightgown down over her arms. The last one seen is Bubbles, already in bed and with her clothes changed. He reaches down and tucks Octi under her arm; she smiles and snuggles with the doll. None of the girls looks anywhere close to being awake in this sequence. With all three in bed, he pulls up the blanket to cover them—this is the first time we can see the headboard, which has its trademark pink heart but no PPG initials as in the series. Cut to the bedroom door; now looking tenderly in from outside, he switches off the lights and pulls it shut behind him as the scene fades to black. Snap to the living room, the camera angled up to frame the second-story balcony. The Professor walks away from the door and down the stairs. As he sets to the job of tidying up the clutter left by the girls, he picks up one of Bubbles’ drawings and looks at it. His expression melts into one of gentle affection; after a moment, cut to a close-up of the drawing, a rough, scribbly crayon rendition of all four. Fade to black.]'' 

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