FADE IN: INT-HIM'S LAIR-MORNING
Him is sitting on his couch, channel surfing. Mr. Quackers is sitting on one arm of the couch.
MONTAGE of assorted morning
TV show talking heads spewing either the morning's headlines or happy drivel.
The TV's clock reads
7:15
HIM (F.V.): I've done it! Not a single mention of the Smash Sisters anywhere! Oh, Mr. Quackers, those meddlesome little Powerpuffs really ARE gone for good! Now, I can begin to torment the world and no one can stop me! What do you say I start...(E.V.) WITH TOWNSVILLE!!! HAHAHAHAHA!
Evil laughter echoes as scene FADES TO RED
FADE IN: EXT-UTONIUM MANSION-DAY
CUT TO: INT-UTONIUM'S BEDROOM
Professor Utonium is in bed. He yawns, stretches, and swings his feet out over the edge of the bed; stands, yawns and stretches again. The clock on the nightstand reads 7:17.
UTONIUM: Well, I should get right to the lab and get busy. What an odd dream that was, though. I can't remember a thing but I feel like I haven't worked on my experiments in years.
There is a bright flash of light seen through the bedroom windows, followed by a 'whoosh', a loud crashing sound, and the house shakes.
UTONIUM: What was THAT?!
Jojo can be heard screeching from somewhere else in the house.
UTONIUM: Get back to bed!
CUT TO: EXT-MANSION-DAY
The early morning fog begins to dissipate in the sun, along with the smoke from the crash. Near the pool appears a medium sized crater with a portion of a missile sticking out of it at a 45 degree angle; part of the fuselage, and the tail. Smoke and flames pour out of the crater.
WHIP TO
Utonium, running from the house with a white lab coat, open, over his pajamas.
PAN ON
Utonium, as he runs to the crater and looks down. A look of shock appears on his face and he leaps back.
Floating up from the crater
are three small girls. They are now holding the blankets each of them were
wrapped in. They and the blankets are unharmed in any way. (Of course,
they look exactly like the Powerpuffs; Noet-al has the hairbow-transmitter
on top of her long
red-orange hair.)
UTONIUM: Wh-who are y-you?
BUBB-AL (waving one arm at him): Hi! I'm Bubb-al!
UTONIUM (smiling): Bubbles! How cute! What about you two?
BUBB-AL (to herself, smiling): Close enough!
Kil-al spots a small group of insects hovering just a few feet away and points at them with one hand, and points at Noet-al with her other hand.
KIL-AL: Blas' 'em! Blas' 'em!
UTONIUM (not noticing the bugs): Oh, Blossom! What a pretty name! That's one serious hairbow, too.
Noet-al scowls at Kil-al.
NOET-AL (whispering): Thanks a lot, Butt-head!
Suddenly, her face breaks into a wide grin and she points at Kil-al.
NOET-AL: And her name is Butt-he-...er...CUP! Buttercup!
Kil-al's eyes shoot daggers at her sister.
UTONIUM: Well, Bubbles, Blossom and Buttercup; it's nice to meet you. You can call me Professor Utonium. But tell me something, girls, where did you come from and why are you floating like hummingbirds without a scratch on you?
BLOSSOM: Well, Professor, our sun was about to go super-nova so our parents sent us here to live. (sadly) We don't know what happened to them after we left.
BUTTERCUP: We have super-powers! That means we can fly and shoot laser beams out of our eyes and probably lots of other neat stuff we don't know about yet!
BUBBLES: Yeah, and we came here to fight bad guys! Are you a bad guy?
UTONIUM (in mock fear): I don't THINK so...
BLOSSOM: Great! In that case, we're gonna need a place to live. Can we stay with you?
UTONIUM (points toward the mansion): Well, I certainly have plenty of room. And you will need help learning what powers you do have and how to use them. I'm a scientist and I have just the place for that. Would you like to see it?
GIRLS: Sure!
UTONIUM: Oh, by the way, I have a pet chimpanzee. His name is Jojo.
BUBBLES: Monkey! Wheeeeee!
There is a huge explosion, then several more, shaking the earth.
WHIP TO
The city skyline, with flames and smoke coming from it.
WHIP TO
UTONIUM and GIRLS
UTONIUM: That came from Townsville!
BLOSSOM: Professor, our parents said there was one evil force here that was worse than all the rest. Do you know about it?
UTONIUM: Well, there is ONE evil creature that seems to be behind everything in one way or another. A creature so evil his true name can't be spoken...so he is just referred to as... HIM. He COULD be behind this.
BUBBLES: Him? That's a dumb name! Why Him?
UTONIUM: Good question, seeing as he hasn't made up his mind yet...
GIRLS: Huh?
UTONIUM: Never mind...you'll see for yourselves.
Another series of explosions rocks the ground.
BUTTERCUP: We better check that out!
UTONIUM: Be careful! While you're gone, I'll cook up some explanation for your sudden appearance. I know...I'll say I made you in my laboratory! And, I’ll make you some more clothes like the ones you’re wearing, out of those blankets!
BUTTERCUP: Cool! Hey, wait. If we're going to be super-heroes we need a super-hero name.
UTONIUM (rubbing his chin): Well, you are very powerful...and you have puffed-up heads, arms and legs...how about...the Powerpuff Girls?
GIRLS (thinking in unison): You're pretty funny lookin' yourself! But, hey, why not?
BLOSSOM: The Powerpuff Girls!
BUTTERCUP: Here to fight crime and the forces of evil!
BUBBLES: Let's get HIM!
FAST PAN ON
Girls as they fly off, leaving a rapidly shrinking Utonium and the grounds below them.
PAN ON
Girls as they fly in formation toward Townsville.
BLOSSOM: Flying is FUN!
BUBBLES (turning her x-ray vision on a building): Hey, I can see inside stuff!
BUTTERCUP: Let me try!
She uses her lasers instead and blows the top off a skyscraper.
BUTTERCUP: Oops!
BLOSSOM: Careful! Let's save it for whatever is causing the trouble...WHOA!
WHIP PAN TO
A huge Godzilla-type creature smashing buildings and breathing fire into others. Military-type aircraft are having no affect; they are swatted aside like bugs. Burning planes crash, parachutes drift downward.
WHIP PAN TO
A huge Godzilla-type creature smashing buildings and breathing fire into others. Military-type aircraft are having no affect; they are swatted aside like bugs. Burning planes crash, parachutes drift downward.
WHIP PAN TO
Girls, pulling up short in the sky.
BUBBLES: Daddy didn't say anything about MONSTERS!
BUTTERCUP: Maybe he didn't wanna spoil our FUN!
BLOSSOM: Yeah! One fried lizard, coming up!
FAST PAN ON
Girls as they fly to the monster,
quickly punching, kicking, hacking and lasering it into submission.
CUT TO: INT-HIM'S LAIR
Him is once again sitting with his toy duck, watching the results of his handiwork on TV.
WHIP TO
TV set. The clock reads 7:46
Buildings are smashed aside by the monster.
REPORTER #1 (male): The city of Townsville is at this minute under attack by a giant lizard! There appears to be...
-click-
Parachutes and burning planes fill the screen behind the reporter's head.
REPORTER #2 (male): ...no stopping the creature as the Air Force attack has failed and the...
-click-
REPORTER #3 (female): ...monster is coming straight for our studios! AIIIEEEE!!!
A shadow falls across her face as the cameraman whips from her to a giant three-toed foot coming toward them.
WHIP TO
HIM (laughing, F.V.): Who said there was nothing good on TV anymore, eh, Mr.Quackers?
SQUEAK!
-click-
WHIP TO
REPORTER #4 (female): It appears, fellow citizens of Townsville, that there is absolutely no way to...
-click-
The monster is seen being swung around in a circle by some unseen force before it disappears off-screen.
REPORTER #5 (Male) ...explain the sudden appearance of three tiny figures who have defeated the creature and flung its carcass into the far reaches of outer space!
WHIP TO
HIM (E.V.): WHAT??!
WHIP TO
REPORTER #5: Who are these new heroes? The Avenging Angels?
Girls congratulate each other in the classic 'holding hands' pose.
-click-
REPORTER #3: The Triplets of Triumph?
Girls appear larger, flying over the city, smiling.
CAMERA PULLS BACK
Him throws the remote into the set, exploding the picture tube.
HIM (E.V., screaming): IMPOSSIBLE!!! The Powerpuff Girls?! How?
SQUEAK SQUEAK
HIM (E.V.): What do you mean "Don't look at me!"?!
CRASHHH!!
WHIP TO AND PAN ON
The Powerpuffs bursting through the ceiling of Him's lair. He leaps off the couch and they quickly surround him on three sides.
HIM (F.V.): Powerpuff Girls! But...I-I-DESTROYED you!
BLOSSOM (points accusingly): So! YOU'RE responsible for that lizard-thing!
BUTTERCUP: Yeah, and hey! How do you know who we are?
BUBBLES: Silly! You don't even know who YOU are!
HIM (E.V.): Well, I'll destroy you now!
BUTTERCUP: Give it up, girlie-man!
BUBBLES: Our Mommy said you CAN'T destroy us!
BLOSSOM: And we might not be able to destroy you, but we CAN keep you in check!
HIM (E.V.): We'll see about that!
He moves in one direction, Blossom moves to stop him.
BLOSSOM: Check!
He tries again.
BUTTERCUP: Check!
He tries a third time.
BUBBLES: Check!
He begins to spin himself into a red cloud and lifts off the floor, but Buttercup grabs his boots before he can completely disappear. She swings him down, then up to gain momentum, then whips him violently down toward the floor.
BUTTERCUP: Check-MATE!
THUD!
FADE TO BLACK
FADE IN: HIM'S LAIR-NIGHT
It is darker in the room, but there is still an eerie red glow to things. Him sits up holding his head, and realizes he is on the floor of the living room, near the couch. Right where they left him.
HIM (F.V.): Oh, my head doesn't hurt like I thought it would, but I wish that infernal buzzing would go away!
He stands up and his face quickly registers terror.
WHIP TO
TV set. The buzzing is coming from an off-the-air-TV channel. The set is still on, the clock reading nearly 3 AM.
WIDER ANGLE SHOT
HIM (F.V.): NO! IT CAN"T BE! I BROKE IT!
But there it is, broadcasting nothing. He frantically searches for the remote, finds it on the floor, and tries another channel.
HIM (F.V.) Townsville Headline News should be on...
REPORTER: ...and this was the scene earlier this evening at Townsville Hall as Mayor Mayor presented the Powerpuff Girls with this years' Junior Citizen award...
HIM (F.V.): AGGGHHHHH!!!! The whole thing was a (E.V.) BLASTED NIGHTMARE!
He strides for the table with the telephone and punches in the number.
CUT TO: A VERY DARK PLACE
A phone rings several times over loud snoring. The snoring turns into a few quick snorts, and the ringing ends as an irritated, sleepy voice grumbles...
VOICE: Hello...
A light is snapped on, revealing the face of...MOJO JOJO!
MOJO (Angry): It is YOU! Do you know what time it is? This had better be good!
SPLIT SCREEN
HIM (E.V.): Of course it's good, you idiot, or I wouldn't be calling you!
MOJO: Well, what is it? I am very busy at the moment!
HIM (F.V.): Mojo, does that time machine of yours still work?
MOJO: Yeeessss?
HIM (F.V.): Well, if I ever call you up and ask you to use it to go back in time to destroy the Powerpuff Girls?
MOJO: Yeeessss?
HIM (E.V.): HANG UP ON ME!!
CLICK!
Him disappears and go to full screen.
A dumbfounded Mojo stares into the camera.
NARRATOR: HAHAHAHAHA! I guess even Nightmares have nightmares! Serves HIM right!
PULSATING HEARTS CLOSING
NARRATOR: So, once again, the day is saved...er, the night is ruined...thanks to...The Powerpuff Girls!
THE END
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