Tough Love/Transcript

Narrator: The city of Townsville. The city of brotherly love. (laughing) Or should I say, sisterly love? Love for those devout doers of dangerous deeds and dutiful uh, things. (Cut to the girls in flight.) The Powerpuff Girls!
(They stop short at the sound of meowing and dash in; an old woman looks up at a tree, in whose branches a cat is caught. The girls arrive on the scene and go to work. Blossom picks the woman up, and Buttercup uproots the tree and tips it over so Bubbles can rescue the cat, which promptly licks her cheek. The woman is set back on the ground, and the cat is returned to her. She pats each girl on the head. They take off, and she waves after them.)
(Cut to the exterior of Pokey Oaks Kindergarten as the girls fly in; inside, pan slowly along the classroom and stop at the end. The teacher steps into view, her foot landing on a stray toy roller skate. She sails into the air and down o.c., but Blossom carries her back into view. Buttercup pulls up a chair for her to be set down on, and Bubbles brings her an apple. Halos appear above the heads of the girls, now back at their desk, and the class applauds their efforts.)
(Close-up of the hotline, buzzing and with a big smile on its face, then to the exterior of the school as the girls take off. A quick flash of the exterior of Townsville Hall as they fly in, then of the window in the Mayor’s office. They crash through, ready for anything; close-up of the Mayor, struggling mightily with some piece of apparatus. Pull back to show this as a large jar of pickles he is trying to open. Finally, he gives up and holds it out for the girls. Ms. Bellum stands near him. Blossom flies into view and takes the jar. She holds it up for Buttercup, who zaps it with a quick blast of her eye lasers, and Bubbles then succeeds in removing the lid, much to the Mayor’s delight. All five help themselves to pickles as a celebration, and we next see the office window from outside as the girls crash out through it.)
(Cut to the exterior of their house as they fly in through the front door. Inside, the Professor is hard at work in his lab, his back to the camera. They fly up behind him; he turns around and smiles at them. He holds up a flask of liquid, to which Bubbles adds a drop from a test tube. Blossom pours in a shot from another flask, and Buttercup shakes the mixture vigorously. The Professor watches the flask intently, the girls gathering around him, as it bubbles and froths. After a few seconds, it explodes and chars them evenly all over. They stand stunned for a moment, then laugh. We do not hear them laughing.)
Narrator: (laughing) Those little scamps are so adorable. How we just love the Powerpuff Girls!
(Pull back slightly. The image begins to waver and ripple as if being reflected off the surface of a body of water.)
“Him”: (from o.c. effeminate voice to evil) Ohh, how I HATE the Powerpuff Girls and the heroes!
(On the end of this, his claw strikes the water and breaks up the image, then pulls out of view.)
Narrator: Hate the Powerpuff Girls and the heroes? Who could hate the… (uneasily) Oh, no. (Camera turns up as he continues.) Please don’t let it be “Him”!
(Stop on “Him,” sitting in a full bathtub. He is very angry, seething with fury at how Townsville loves the Powerpuff Girls so much.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice, mocking tone) “Oh, Powerpuff Girls, save us!” “Oh, Powerpuff Girls, we need you!” “Oh, Powerpuff Girls, we love you!”
(As he continues, he submerges up to his eyes and the bathwater boils and turns red.)
“Him”: (evil voice) Powerpuff Girls! Powerpuff Girls! (Pull back across the room; he sits up.) POWERPUFF GIRLS!!! (growls) And, that Ash Ketchum, Brock and Misty are without a doubt the most annoying little brats I've ever seen in my life! Especially Pooh Bear and his friends!
(Close-up of the steam rising from the bath. A rubber duckie is lifted into view, and “Him” leans in to talk to it.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice, to evil and back) Oh, Mr. Quackers, am I the only one who HATES those miserable little brats and those meddling fools hmm? (He squeezes the duckie, making it squeak.) You hate them too? Oh, I knew I could count on you. But how could I possibly beat them— (to evil) —with all that LOVE surrounding them?
(He squeezes the duckie again and holds it up to his ear.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice) What’s that, you say? (Squeak; he grins broadly.) Yes! (to evil) That’s brilliant! (Pull back to show the entire bathtub. He reclines into it and lifts one leg as he continues.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice) Oh, Mr. Quackers, you are soooo smart. Quite a positively evil scheme you’ve hatched. (sitting up) And I’ll finally get rid of those girls and the heroes— (The water erupts into a red geyser behind him, silhouetting him, and he raises his arms.)
“Him”: (evil voice) —FOREVER!!! (The water washes over the screen; when it drains away, we see a very long shot of Townsville. The clouds begin to swirl and circle, the full moon turns red, and a second red spot appears to make a pair of eyes. The entire collection resolves into Him's face, laughing evilly and looking down at the city.) “Him”: (effeminate voice) Poor, unsuspecting Townsville, all snug in your beds. Unaware of the evil that takes place high above your heads. (Now his arm is visible.) “Him”: (stirring air with claw) And so with a flick of my wrist and a twirl of my claw— (The clouds swirl again; transition to evil voice.) —I’ll get rid of those girls and the heroes once and for all! (A broad swath of pinkish-red vapor emerges from the clouds; camera turns down to follow it as it descends toward Townsville and spreads across the buildings. It permeates the streets and works its way into the sewers. Next, it engulfs the tree that had the cat stuck in it, Pokey Oaks Kindergarten, Townsville Hall, and the house. All the places the Girls had helped out at the day before. Back to Him’s head, still floating above the city. He starts laughing evilly; the sky dissolves to morning as the laughter dies away and he fades from view.)
(The girls and the heroes check the view but suddenly the cat's meowing is heard from the ground.)
Bubbles: Hey, look, guys. That cute little kitty is stuck in the tree again.
Pooh Bear: Then let's help the cat.
(The girls and the heroes fly down. Bubbles with Piglet flew to the cat.)
Bubbles: Hello, kitty. It's Bubbles and Piglet here to save you.
Piglet: We'll help get you down from there.
(The cat yowls and swings it's paws angrily at them which scared Piglet to the bone.)
Piglet: Oh, d-dear!
Bubbles: Hey, what's gotten into the cat?
Piglet: I don't know, Bubbles.
Old Woman: (angrily) I said, get your hands off of me!
(Blossom holds the old woman.)
Pooh Bear: There's no need to get angry, ma'am.
Blossom: Yeah, lady, we're trying to help you get your cat out of the tree.
Old Woman: (pulling away) I said, get!
Tigger: Say, that wasn't very nice rejecting our help.
(The old woman, the heroes, and Blossom felt startled upon seeing Bubbles getting scratched by the cat.)
Old Woman: Land sakes, take your paws off of my cat!
(Buttercup puts down the tree root, tossed the tree aside and joins her sisters and the heroes.)
Buttercup: What the heck is going on?
Brock: I don't know, it's not like the kind old woman to act grouchy towards us.
(The old lady beats the girls with her cane in the head.)
Misty: Hey, quit it, ma'am!
Ash Ketchum: Yeah, what's the matter with you?! Rejecting our help and beating the girls for no reason!
Pikachu: Pikachu!
(Suddenly the school bell rings.)
Blossom: Saved by the school bell. Let's beat it!
(The girls and heroes arrive at the classroom.)
Teacher: (dryly) Well, well, well, the PowerPuff Girls-- (angrily) tardy!
(The heroes gasp in deep shock.)
Pikachu: Pika!
Blossom: What?
Bubbles: Huh?
Buttercup: No way!
(A paper ball is thrown to Bubbles' head and a boy is heard laughing meanly at her.)
Bubbles: Hey! (raises her hand) Ms. Keane, Billy threw a paper ball at me.
Ms. Keane: Billy Lipowitz! Throwing paper just won't do. (gets out an apple) You should try apples. They're much harder.
(She throws an apple at the girls and the heroes.)
Girls: Hey!
Rabbit: (appalled) That is such rude behavior!
Ms. Keane: Class, please join me!
(Ms. Keane and the students throw apples and school supplies at the girls and the heroes as they shield themselves.)
Pooh Bear: Oh, bother.
Blossom: I've heard of class struggles, but this is ridiculous!
Ash Ketchum: It's not like your teacher to hurt you.
Brock: Yeah, she's letting your classmates throw stuff at you. This is crazy!
(Close-up of the hotline, buzzing. It now has a very angry expression. Back to the girls.)
Blossom: It’s the Mayor! Let’s get outta here! (They take off.)
(Cut to the Mayor’s office as they fly in. The pickle jar is back on his desk, and Ms. Bellum stands next to him.)
Blossom: Mayor, we got here as soon as we could. What’s the problem?
(Cut to a close-up of the jar, the focus shifting from the Mayor and Ms. Bellum to it, then back to the girls.)
Blossom: (smiling) Oh…the pickle jar again. (Side view of the desk; she flies up and takes hold of it.) Don’t worry, Mayor. We’ll have that jar open in a jiffy.
(This time, he reaches across the desk and starts trying to pull it away from her.)
Mayor: Hey! Unwield my pickles, you fiend! (yanking jar back) Why that’s grounds for immediate incarceration! Get ’em, boys!
(All over the office, SWAT officers charge in through the doors and windows. An overcoat and hat on a rack leap off on their own, an officer poking his arms, legs and head out. More cops barge into the office; guns are drawn and cocked, and the girls find themselves surrounded by weapons of all types and calibers—including a slingshot. The Mayor and Ms. Bellum confront them, with a row of cops backing them up.)
Mayor: Ms. Bellum, would you care to go first?
Ms. Bellum: (drawing and cocking a revolver) It would be my pleasure.
Blossom: (nervously) Um…we’d love to stay and hang out with you guys, but, uh…I—I think I hear the Professor calling.
Buttercup: (stammering) Yeah, some other time.
Bubbles: (giggling nervously) Maybe we can have tea.
Brock: I think we should go now.
(They inch to one side, then zip away.)
(Cut to them in flight.)
Buttercup: Wow! This has turned out to be one freaky day.
Bubbles: Yeah. Something strange is going on.
Narrator: (very irritated) Aw, for cryin’ out loud, would you guys shut up for once?! Always griping and moaning about something! Sheesh, you give me a headache!
(The girls turn toward the camera, surprised, as soon as he speaks. It is clear that, despite his earlier fear upon first seeing "Him", the Narrator was not immune to the spell "Him" cast on everyone and was affected by it as well, making him as ornery and hostile to them as everyone else was.)
Blossom: Let’s go see the Professor. Maybe he has some answers.
(Cut to the Professor, again in his lab with his back to the camera. The girls fly up behind him.)
Blossom: Professor! Something odd is happening around Townsville, and we need your he—
(On the end of this, he lets out a low, exasperated groan. Zoom in on him.)
Professor: (growls furiously) How many times have I told you guys not to come barging in like this! (shouting) It's not nice!
Pikachu: (scared) Pika!
Pooh Bear: Oh, my goodness!
Piglet: (scared) Oh, d-dear!
Rabbit: My word!
Blossom: Whoa!
Ash Ketchum: Professor, what's wrong with you?!
Professor: (menacingly) You're all bugging me that's what! Now come here, guys!
Tigger: Let's get out of here!
(The girls and the heroes run out the door but they halt upon seeing the citizens among with Delia, Tracey, Cilian, Lillie, Serena, Bonnie, May with their eyes glowing red.)
Delia Ketchum: I will destroy you and your friends!
Ash Ketchum: No! Not you too, Mom!
Tracey: You're all going down!
Misty: (gasps) Serena, Tracey, May, Bonnie, Max! Not you guys too!
Brock: Not good!
Professor: Destroy PowerPuff Girls and heroes!
(The girls and the heroes got really scared knowing they're not the citizens they knew.)
Citizens: We must destroy Powerpuff Girls and the heroes!
Pooh Bear: (scared) Oh, bother, they're all against us!
Piglet; What should we do, Pooh?
Tigger: We didn't do anything wrong.
Rabbit; What's gotten into you people?
Buttercup: Yeah. why are you people doing this?
Bubbles: Don't you love us anymore?
Blossom: Yeah, you act as if you- as if you.
Him: Hate you?
Blossom: Yeah, hate us. (stammering) Who said that?
Him: Why, I did of course. Hello, Pooh Bear, Ash and friends. Surprised to see me?
(The heroes gasp in horror.)
Girls: It's Him!
Him: Right you are, girls! (wraps his arms around the professor) And right you are about your loved ones. (licks him on the cheek)
Misty: Ugh, you're disgusting!
Rabbit: What do you think you're doing?!
Blossom: Yeah, take your claws of the professor.
Bubbles: What's he ever done to you?
Him: Oh, that's not what he's done to me.
Misty: Why not?
Him: But, what he's going to do TO YOU!
Brock: We demand an explanation from you, Him!
Pikachu: (angrily) Pika Pika
Him: An explanation you say? Very well, then. You see. I've taken all their love for all of you, and turned…it into…HATE!!!
Ash Ketchum: What?!
Pikachu: Pika?
Pooh Bear: Oh, no!
Piglet: Oh, d-dear.
Rabbit: This can't be happening.
Him: Oh, it already has, Rabbit. (wraps his arm around Ash) And, Ash, dear boy, since the citizens and your mommy now hate you and your friends, you're not going to cry, are you?
Ash Ketchum: (growls) No, you're not going to make me cry, you evil freak and I will make you regret this! I swear it! Especially for what you did to my mom!
Him: (mockingly) Oh, my, my, Ash, you're a tough little boy. But, I'm afraid you won't change anything, my boy. Because the citizens and your mommy are now listening to me. (wrapping his arms around the girls) Now, they will destroy you and (tugging one of Bubbles' pigtails) you poor helpless creatures won’t be able to fight back!
Bubbles: Ow!
Ash Ketchum: And, why not?
Him: Because the Powerpuff girls will never hurt the ones they love. Oh, no, they won't.
(Blossom struggles to get out of Him's grasp. Then he flies over to the citizens.)
Him: NOW, DESTROY THEM ALL!
(The girls get beaten while the heroes dodge quickly to avoid getting hurt,)
Buttercup: All right, that does it!
Pikachu: Pikachu!
(And with that, she knocks the entire mob flying with one punch. “Him” is caught off-guard by this move by Buttercup (after his earlier taunts) and grunts in shock and surprise, unable to respond to this sudden defiance by Buttercup, and the other two girls fall on the front lawn.)
Buttercup: Come on, you guys. Get up and fight!
Blossom: (getting up) Buttercup, what are you doing? (Bubbles gets up.) We can’t hurt the ones we love!
Buttercup: Those people aren’t our loved ones. Our loved ones would never want to hurt us.
Blossom, Bubbles: (realizing her point) Hey, yeah!
Buttercup: They’re just pawns in “His” evil scheme. (Cut to “Him.”)
“Him”: (effeminate voice, giggling) Well, you know. (Back to Buttercup.)
Buttercup: Which means…
Girls: Let’s get him!
“Him”: (realizing his plan has failed, evil voice) Uh-oh.
Ash Ketchum: That's right, Him. You've left us no choice.
(There's nothing "Him" can do at this point as the Girls give everyone who has been brainwashed by "Him" the thrashing they deserve for everything they've put them through today. Buttercup flies past the old woman. When she looks up with a scowl, her cane is gone and Buttercup smacks her a good one with it.)
Old Lady: Ouch! You hit me with my cane!
(Blossom and the cat face off; the confrontation ends suddenly when Bubbles flies up from behind and kicks the furball back into the tree with a startled yowl.)
Cat: You made me fly back into the tree!
(Buttercup knocks the wind out of Ms. Keane.)
Ms. Keane: Youch! You hit me in the chest!
(Blossom decks two kids. She then flies away just before two others charge back at her, and they slam into each other face first, knocking out themselves. We see Bubbles in flight, carrying the pickle jar. She smashes it over the Mayor’s head, stunning him.)
Mayor: Ow! You dropped the pickle jar on my head!
(Bubbles then doubles back for another pass and punches the Mayor out.)
Ms. Bellum: Uh-oh. Looks like the Mayor's gonna hit me.
(The Mayor plows into Ms. Bellum, square in her chest, and both go flying.)
Mayor and Ms. Bellum: Yow!

(Now the SWAT team gets it, one man after another flying across the screen, the brainwashed lawmen no match for the superpowered heroines.)

Misty: We're sorry, citizens, as much as it pains us to do this to you. Him left us no choice.
(The last one standing is the Professor, still hunched and scowling angrily at them with those glowing red eyes from the spell "Him" cast on everyone; the girls close in and nail him with a one-two-three combination.)
Professor: I... concede... defeat...

(The Professor tumbles to the ground in slow motion, his expression now one of being knocked out cold and senseless. They hover behind him and address themselves to the o.c. “Him.”)

(Sparks fly from Pikachu's cheeks)
Ash Ketchum: Pikachu, use thunderbolt!
Pikachu: Pika...CHUUUUUU!!!!!
(Pikachu shocks the hypnotized citizens who all scream as they all get knocked out.)
Blossom: Don't ever make us have to do that again!
Buttercup: Or it will be your last!
Tigger: Yeah, brunos, there will be trouble!
Him: Tsk, tsk, tsk. You girls and heroes unestimated me. I never give repeat performances. I assure you...I'll be back. And, Pooh Bear, this time you and your friends are lucky. But, next time you may not be.
(Him laughs evilly as he disappears.)
(Once again the sky fades into morning. Turn down to show the hospital; inside, the girls are in the lobby, looking apologetically up at the camera. A remorseful Ash sheds tears while Pooh Bear and the others comfort him. The injured citizens look at the sad, remorseful heroes with sympathy.)
Pooh Bear: We all don't have a choice.
Piglet: It's because you weren't your happy loving selves.
Misty: (tearfully) We didn't want to hurt you, citizens.
Ash Ketchum: (crying) And I'm sorry I had Pikachu shock you citizens. That evil freak left us no choice.
Pikachu: (apologetic) Pikachu.
Tigger: (tearfully) And we're all sorry we attacked you.
Professor: (gently) Aww, that's okay, guys. And, Ash, don't cry, son. I know you, my girls and your friends never meant to hurt me and everyone else. (gives him a tissue) Here, dry those tears.
(Ash wipes his tears with a tissue,)
Delia Ketchum: Oh, Ash, I love you no matter what you and your friends did.
Ash Ketchum: I love you too, Mom.
Blossom: So now you know why we had to do what we did. We all feel really bad and hope that you’ll forgive us.
Bubbles: Besides, it hurt us a lot more than it hurt you.
(We see the people they beat up—and they certainly did a thorough job to force "Him" into removing his spell and return them to normal. Bandages, casts, crutches, and wheelchairs are present in abundance, including a few bruises, black eyes, swollen cheeks and jaws, etc. Ms. Bellum’s face is hidden by the bandages that cover her entire head; her hair, however, looks normal. The Mayor is in a full-body cast, with only his monocle, hat, and bow tie visible. Delia, Cilan, Iris, Lillie, Sophocles, Kiawe, Lana, Mallow, Tracey, May, Max, Dawn, Goh, Chloe, Clemont, Serena, Bonnie, Ms. Keane, the Professor, and a few SWAT officers stand with them, looking just as lousy from having to get a huge dose of anesthetic and ice packs to deal with their own injuries.)
Mob: Well, now, we wouldn’t say that! (They, the girls, and the heroes all laugh; occasional moans of pain are heard as well.)
Narrator: (laughing, then groaning, indicating the girls gave him a good beatdown as well and he's back to normal too) Don’t worry, we forgive you.
(The standard end shot comes up.)
Narrator: Because once again, the day is saved, thanks to… …the Powerpuff Girls! Oh, nurse…isn’t it time for my sponge bath?
[The End]