The Bare Facts/Transcript

Mayor: (exclaims) Hi, Pooh Bear. Hey, where am I?

Pooh Bear: Why, you're back in your office safe and sound.

Ash Ketchum: Yeah. (giggles) Are you okay, Mayor? (giggles)

Mayor: A-OK I think. Why that was some fight I heard. Thank you for saving my life.

Piglet: It was our pleasure, Mayor.

Mayor: Although, what was so gosh darn funny? Why were you all laughing?

Tigger: Well, you really don't want to hear it.

Blossom: Yeah, it's kind of a long story.

Bubbles and Buttercup: Yeah, long story.

Mayor: I got time.

Brock: Okay, who would like to go first?

Blossom: Well, it goes like this.

Bubbles: We were all at school, I was drawing a pretty picture of a red daisy. But, then Blossom came along and said that the red daisy was bi...bi-o-ge...netical... biogentically impossible! So then I made a yellow flower, but I really like the red one. Maybe I should have just made two flowers, one red and one--

Buttercup: Bubbles, the mayor doesn't want to hear about your stupid baby stories. He just wants to know the bare facts. Who cares about a dumb old flower, anyway? Mayor, I'll tell you what really happened.

Blossom: I was at school brushing up on my conversational Chinese, when all of the sudden, my hotline phone rang. I knew there was trouble and I had to act fast. I rushed to the phone.

Buttercup: Why is everything always about you? We were there too.

Pooh Bear: So were we.

Piglet: We came along too.

Bubbles: Yeah, and I was drawing a very important picture. Oh, but now I can't remember it was a yellow flower or a pink flower. Hey, guys, do you remember what color-

Misty: Never mind that, Bubbles. Let's let Blossom continue.

Blossom: Thanks, Misty. Anyway, like I was saying I answered the phone. Oh, and Buttercup, Bubbles and our friends were there too, I guess. It was Ms. Bellum on the phone. She informed that you've been kidnapped.

Bubbles: Hey, you mean Mayor-napped? He's not a little kid, you know?

Buttercup: Yeah, he's no spring chicken.

Bubbles: Yeah, he's no chicken.

Pooh Bear: Girls, please.

Blossom: Yeah, shush! Mr. Mayor, you have written an elaborate note telling Ms. Bellum that you've gone home to write your election speech.

Mayor: I did? How smart of me!

Blossom: That's not what I mean! See, you didn't actually write the note.

Mayor: But you just said I wrote the note.

Blossom: Ms. Bellum said that you've couldn't have possibly written a note because she writes all of your speeches.

Mayor: Ms. Bellum wrote the note?

Blossom: (shouting) No! Neither you or Ms. Bellum wrote the note!

Mayor: Then who wrote the note? I'm sorry, Blossom, this all terribly confusing,

Blossom: I knew that there was one evil menacing character cunning enough to do this.

Bubbles: Mojo Jojo!

Mayor: Mojo Jojo?

Heroes: That's right.

Girls: Yes, yes!

Mayor: Mojo Jojo wrote my speech? I'll have to thank him.

(The girls and the heroes get frustrated.)

Buttercup: (screams in frustration) Mojo wrote the note! Mojo wrote the note! We got to the observatory, busted in, beat up Mojo, rescued you and here we are! Can we go home now?

Brock: We're not finished yet, Buttercup.

Blossom: Yeah, Buttercup, there's more to the story than that!

Bubbles: Yeah, Mojo, did a really silly thing. blow a hole in his house. Boy, was he mad? There was steam coming out of his ears. But, I knew deep down he was a sad poor little monkey.

Rabbit: (sternly) No more interruptions, I mean it.

Blossom: Yeah, stop it, stop it! You're not making any sense! The mayor isn't following your stories at all!

Buttercup: Well, if you would butt out, maybe he would.

Bubbles: Yeah, butt it out! Butt it out! Let me tell a story, I tell it the bestest, besides I remember everything like it happened happened yesterday.

Blossom: It happened today! See, this is what I mean!

Buttercup: Oh, shut up!

Rabbit: (groans in frustration) Oh, for goodness sake, girls!

Bubbles: You don't even know how to tell a good bed time story!

Ash Ketchum: (annoyed) Knock it off, girls! Why do you have to keep fighting about the story?!

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Mayor: Why were you guys laughing?

Narrator: (snickering) Oh, Mayor, looks like Mojo stripped you of even more than your power.

(The standard end shot comes up.)

Narrator: But the girls couldn't bear (bare) to tell you the naked truth. Ha, ha, ha, ha! So once again, the day is saved, thanks to… …the Powerpuff Girls. Mayor, you cheeky devil.