The Powerpuff Girls Page #6

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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 LETS 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 consarnders!

[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) Come on, lets 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 anchormen speech mid-sentence. The bottom left tab says the time is 8:01 (a nod to ppg801 again), and the right tab says CTN news (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

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