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SUGAR...SPICE...

AND EVERYTHING NICE.

THESE WERE THE INGREDIENTS CHOSEN

TO CREATE THE PERFECT LITTLE GIRL.

BUT PROFESSOR UTONIUM ACCIDENTALLY ADDED

AN EXTRA INGREDIENT TO THE CONCOCTION...

[EXPLOSION]

THUS THE POWERPUFF GIRLS WERE BORN!

USING THEIR ULTRA-SUPER POWERS,

BLOSSOM, BUBBLES, AND BUTTERCUP

HAVE DEDICATED THEIR LIVES TO FIGHTING CRIME

AND THE FORCES OF EVIL!

CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY TURNER ENTERTAINMENT GROUP AND U.S. DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION

Narrator: THE CITY OF TOWNSVILLE,

WHERE IT'S A PETTY WORLD OUT THERE

AND PETTY CRIME IS AT AN ALL-TIME HIGH.

WHICH LEADS US TO THE QUESTION OF WHO,

WHO COULD BE PICKING THE POCKETS

OF THE UNSUSPECTING CITIZENS OF TOWNSVILLE?

Woman: WHY, ME, OF COURSE.

Narrator: WHO SAID THAT?

DOWN HERE.

YOU?

YES, ME, MADAME ARGENTINA,

PSYCHIC MEDIUM AND JUST PLAIN ALL-ROUND BADDY.

AND THIS IS MY SIDEKICK, FRED.

HELLO.

Narrator: WELL, IT LOOKS AS IF THE PROFITS

AREN'T ENOUGH FOR THIS PROPHET.

SHE'S USING FORTUNE-TELLING TO TAKE FORTUNES.

AIN'T I A STINKER?

Narrator: I THINK PHIL ANTHROPIST,

THE WEALTHY CHARITABLE DONOR,

WOULD AGREE WITH THAT.

AND SOSUMI BLIND, THE FAMOUS JAPANESE LAWYER,

WOULD, TOO.

NOT TO MENTION MR. POLAR FIELDS, THE MAGNET MAGNATE.

FOR THESE ARE BUT A FEW OF TOWNSVILLE CITIZENS

WHO HAVE BEEN ROBBED

BY THIS ELUSIVE AND RATHER VERTICALLY-CHALLENGED PSYCHIC,

WHICH IS WHY THE NEWSPAPERS THIS DAY READ...

AND WHICH IS WHY I HAVE TO CONSTANTLY RELOCATE.

OH, THEY'LL NEVER FIND ME ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF TOWN.

AND NOW, IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME,

I AM EXPECTING A CLIENT FOR A 4:00 APPOINTMENT.

[CAR HORN]

Narrator: OH, NO! IT'S THE MAYOR OF TOWNSVILLE--

THE ONE PERSON WHO SHOULD HAVE READ THE NEWSPAPER TODAY,

BUT DIDN'T.

PLEASE SIT. I HAVE BEEN EXPECTING YOU.

WOW! YOU ARE GOOD!

I AM SENSING PRESENCE OF A DEAD RELATIVE.

YES, YES! I DO HAVE DEAD RELATIVES!

A DEAD...AUNT?

YES! YES! I HAVE ONE OF THOSE!

UNCANNY.

YES, IT IS YOUR DEAD AUNT COMING THROUGH.

AUNT...BUH...CUH... DUH...FUH...GER...

GERTRUDE? MY DEAD AUNT GERTRUDE?

THAT'S THE ONE.

SHE WANTS TO SPEAK TO ME?

HOW YOU DOING, GERT?

Narrator: HAVING BEEN LULLED INTO A FALSE SENSE OF SECURITY

BY MADAME ARGENTINA'S FALSE SENSE OF FORTUNE-TELLERY,

LET'S TAKE A GANDER AT THAT GOOSE.

SHH!

Narrator: TRAINED IN THE HIGH ART OF POCKET-PICKERY,

MADAME ARGENTINA'S TRUSTY SIDEKICK FRED

IS ABLE TO PULL VALUABLES STRAIGHT FROM THE POCKETS

OF HER UNSUSPECTING CLIENTS.

MEANWHILE...

WOW! THAT WAS AMAZING!

HOWEVER DO YOU DO IT?

A GOOD MEDIUM NEVER REVEALS HER SECRETS.

I THOUGHT THAT WAS A MUSICIAN.

WHATEVER. $10, PLEASE.

KEEP THE CHANGE.

Narrator: AND WITH THAT, THE MAYOR LEAVES HIS SESSION IMPRESSED,

ALBEIT LIGHTER THAN WHEN HE CAME IN.

BUT WHEN THE MAYOR REACHED THE GATES,

HE REALIZED THAT HE WAS MISSING HIS KEY,

AND NOT JUST ANY KEY, BUT THE KEY TO THE CITY.

Both: HEH HEH HEH!

Narrator: AND AS THE MAYOR TURNED BACK TO RECLAIM HIS PROPERTY,

HE FOUND THAT MADAME ARGENTINA AND FRED HAD FLED,

THUS LEAVING THE MAYOR LOCKED OUT OF TOWNSVILLE.

AGAIN.

Narrator: HERE WE ARE OUTSIDE THE HOUSEHOLD OF ONE PROFESSOR UTONIUM,

CREATOR AND FATHER TO THAT CRIME-FIGHTING TRIO,

THE POWERPUFF GIRLS,

WHO AT THIS VERY MOMENT RECEIVE AN URGENT CALL FROM THE MAYOR.

WHAT IS IT, MAYOR?

[GARBLED]

AGAIN?

[GARBLED]

AND YOU'VE BEEN LOCKED OUT SINCE WEDNESDAY?

BUT, MAYOR, IT'S SATURDAY.

WHY DID YOU WAIT SO LONG TO CALL?

MY CELL PHONE CALLING PLAN HAS FREE WEEKEND MINUTES.

Narrator: AND WITH THAT, THE GIRLS WERE OFF,

FASTER THAN YOU COULD SAY, "PROFESSOR UTONIUM."

PROFESSOR UTO--

Girls: WE'RE HERE, MAYOR.

WELL, I'LL BE. I COULDN'T FINISH SAYING IT.

Narrator: AND SO THE MAYOR LAID OUT

THE SORDID DETAILS OF HIS PREDICAMENT.

WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!

LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT.

YOU ASKED A PSYCHIC

FOR DECISIONS ON MUNICIPAL ISSUES?

NO, NO, OF COURSE NOT. THAT WOULD BE SILLY.

I GOT ADVICE FROM A DEAD RELATIVE.

Narrator: REGARDLESS OF HOW THE MAYOR HANDLES HIS CIVIC DUTIES,

THE GIRLS STILL HAD A JOB TO DO.

AND WITH THAT, THEY WERE OFF,

FASTER THAN YOU COULD SAY, "BAD TELEVISION."

BAD TELEVI--

Girls: LATER, MAYOR.

DARN IT!

Narrator: AND SO THE GIRLS FLEW FROM PSYCHIC TO PSYCHIC

WITHOUT ANY LUCK

AND, A SHORT TIME LATER, REGROUPED AT THE MAYOR'S OFFICE

TO DISCUSS THE SITUATION.

IT'S JUST NO USE!

THERE MUST BE THOUSANDS OF SHORT PSYCHIC WOMEN IN TOWNSVILLE!

Narrator: BUBBLES IS RIGHT.

ONE COULD THROW A DART OUT THE WINDOW AND HIT ONE,

WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT THE GIRLS DID NEXT.

FATE WOULD HAVE TO BE ON THE GIRLS' SIDE TODAY.

AND AS LUCK WOULD HAVE IT,

MADAME ARGENTINA AND FRED WERE PASSING THAT EXACT LOCATION

AS THE DART WAS JUST ABOUT TO HIT.

WHAT, AGAIN?

YOW!

Narrator: HAVING HEARD THEIR DART

HIT ITS RANDOM TARGET, THE GIRLS FLEW TO INVESTIGATE.

BUT UNFORTUNATELY, BY THE TIME THEY GOT THERE,

MADAME ARGENTINA HAD ALREADY DARTED OFF.

LOOK WHAT I FOUND.

Both: WHAT IS IT?

A TAROT CARD.

GIRLS, THIS IS WORSE THAN WE IMAGINED.

WHATEVER DO YOU MEAN, BLOSSOM?

NOT ONLY ARE WE DEALING WITH A PETTY CRIMINAL,

WE'RE DEALING WITH A TAROTIST!

LOOK, MORE CARDS.

Narrator: YES, IT'S TRUE.

IN MADAME ARGENTINA'S HASTY GETAWAY,

SHE INADVERTENTLY LEFT A TAROT TRAIL

LEADING DIRECTLY TO HER NEW LOCATION.

LET'S GO GET HER!

YEAH! I SEE A KNUCKLE SANDWICH

IN HER FUTURE!

NO, WAIT.

I'VE GOT A BETTER IDEA.

YOU READY, BUTTERCUP?

CHECK.

YOU READY, BUBBLES?

READY! AHEM.

[DEEPER VOICE] READY.

GREAT. LET'S PUT OPERATION OVERMEDIUM INTO ACTION.

Narrator: WITH THEIR SUPERPOWER OF DISGUISE,

THE GIRLS WERE ABLE TO SAUNTER INTO MADAME ARGENTINA'S TENT

LIKE A NORMAL EVERYDAY CITIZEN.

OH, GOOD DAY, KIND SIR.

I'VE BEEN EXPECTING YOU.

WOW! SHE IS GOOD!

Blossom: SHH!

SORRY.

SO TELL ME, WHAT WILL IT BE TODAY?

WOULD YOU LIKE YOUR PALMS READ?

OH, NO, THANKS.

I LIKE THEM THE COLOR THEY ARE.

Blossom: BUBBLES!

I MEAN, OF COURSE. WHY ELSE WOULD I BE HERE

IN YOUR OH-SO-LEGITIMATE PLACE OF BUSINESS?

OH, WELL, THEN, PLEASE SIT.

Narrator: WHICH THE GIRLS DID.

UH!

Narrator: AND AS MADAME ARGENTINA PLIED HER FALSE FORTUNES,

THE GOOSE GOT DOWN.

IS THAT A FEATHER JOKE?

Narrator: BUT WHEN FRED STUCK HIS HEAD IN THE POCKET,

HE DIDN'T FIND A WALLET, NOR DID HE FIND JEWELRY.

HE FOUND A BUTTERCUP.

AAH!

OOH!

THE POWERPUFFS! OH, LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!

Narrator: NOW THAT THE JIG WAS UP

AND THE POWERPUFF GIRLS

WERE FIRMLY ENTRENCHED IN THEIR OWN DISGUISE,

MADAME ARGENTINA AND FRED WERE ABLE TO SNEAK OUT THE BACK,

WHERE THEY ESCAPED ABOARD HER ASTRAL PLANE.

HAVING FINALLY FREED THEMSELVES,

THE POWERPUFF GIRLS WERE NOT FAR BEHIND

AND TRAILED MADAME ARGENTINA TO VOODOO ISLAND,

ALSO KNOWN AS THE ISLE OF TROUBLE.

ONCE THERE, MADAME ARGENTINA MADE HER WAY

DIRECTLY TO THE LOCAL NEIGHBORHOOD VOODOO SHOP.

YES, GIVE ME 3 POWERPUFF DOLLS, A BOX OF PINS,

AND THROW IN A BOX OF GUMDROPS.

Man: AH, THAT'LL BE $20, PLEASE.

KEEP THE CHANGE.

Narrator: MEANWHILE...

LOOK, THERE SHE IS!

AND SHE'S GOT DOLLS OF US!

AND A BOX OF PINS!

WHAT IN THE WORLD WOULD SHE WANT THOSE THINGS FOR?

Narrator: AND WITH THE FIRST POKE OF THE PIN,

THE GIRLS QUICKLY GOT THE POINT.

YOW!

YOWCH!

OH, MY TAILBONE!

Narrator: PLUNGING HOPELESSLY OUT OF CONTROL,

THE GIRLS HURTLE TOWARDS EARTH

AND CRASH INTO SOME NEARBY BUSHES.

DISSATISFIED WITH THE DROP SHE GOT ON THE GIRLS,

MADAME ARGENTINA QUICKLY TIED UP HER DOLLS

AND HUNG THEM FROM A TREE BRANCH OVER THE EDGE OF A CLIFF,

WHICH, OF COURSE, LEFT THE POWERPUFF GIRLS

DANGLING IN MID AIR, AS WELL.

WITH THE GIRLS OUT OF THE WAY,

MADAME ARGENTINA WAS ABLE TO RETURN TO TOWNSVILLE

AND CONTINUE HER REIGN OF TAROT.

AND THE NEWSPAPERS THIS DAY READ...

WILL THE GIRLS EVER ESCAPE THIS LITERAL CLIFF-HANGER?

WILL THE MAYOR EVER GET BACK INTO TOWNSVILLE?

WILL MADAME ARGENTINA EVER SHARE HER GUMDROPS?

FIND OUT IN THE NEXT EXCITING CHAPTER CALLED...

OR...

Announcer: AND NOW A WORD FROM OUR SPONSOR.

[CHOMPING]

EATING PICKLES AGAIN, MAYOR?

I CAN'T HELP IT, MS. SARA BELLUM.

I'M ADDICTED, THAT'S WHAT I AM.

THEN YOU SHOULD TRY THE PICKLE PATCH.

THE WHAT?

THE PICKLE PATCH, AND GO COLD TURKEY.

THAT IS A SPLENDID IDEA, MS. SARA BELLUM.

YOU WERE RIGHT, MS. BELLUM.

THE PICKLE PATCH IS GREAT!

ESPECIALLY ON

COLD TURKEY SANDWICHES.

OH, MAYOR.

Announcer: THE PICKLE PATCH.

WHEN YOU WANT TO QUIT EATING PICKLES...

OR WHEN YOU DON'T.

Narrator: WHEN WE LAST LEFT THE ACTION,

A SHORT PSYCHIC AND HER GOOSE WERE HEADING BACK TO TOWNSVILLE

TO PICK THE POCKETS OF ITS UNWITTING CITIZENS.

MEANWHILE, OUR HEROES WERE IN A PREDICAMENT OF THEIR OWN.

MADAME ARGENTINA LEFT 3 VOODOO DOLLS OF THE GIRLS

TIED UP AND HANGING FROM A TREE BRANCH,

WHICH, OF COURSE, LEFT THE REAL POWERPUFF GIRLS

DANGLING PRECARIOUSLY OVER THE EDGE OF A CLIFF.

BUT, FORTUNATELY FOR THE GIRLS,

THE DEMAND FOR POWERPUFF GIRL MERCHANDISE

WAS AT AN ALL-TIME HIGH,

AND THE 3 DOLLS WERE QUICKLY SNATCHED UP BY AN AVID COLLECTOR

AND PROMPTLY PUT UP FOR AUCTION ON E-BAY.

WE'RE FREE!

NOW LET'S GO GET THAT TURKEY

AND HER GOOSE!

NO, I'VE GOT A BETTER IDEA.

ONE FRED-SHAPED VOODOO DOLL, PLEASE.

Man: THAT'LL BE $5.00, PLEASE.

KEEP THE CHANGE.

Narrator: AND WITH THAT, THE GIRLS LEFT VOODOO ISLAND

TO PUT THEIR PLAN INTO ACTION.

MM-MM, I SURE LOVE BARBECUE GOOSE!

YEAH! ME, TOO!

SAVE THE NECK FOR ME!

Narrator: AS LUCK WOULD HAVE IT,

MADAME ARGENTINA WAS FLYING DIRECTLY OVERHEAD

AND NOTICED THE PECULIAR SCENE.

LOOKING THROUGH HER HOROSCOPE, SHE SAW...

Madame Argentina: YIPES! FRED!

Narrator: SENSING THAT HER GOOSE WAS ABOUT TO BE COOKED,

MADAME ARGENTINA TURNED HER PLANE AROUND AND HEADED IN.

AND WITH GREAT DETERMINATION,

SHE PUT THE PLANE INTO A NOSEDIVE,

BUT CRASHED INTO THE GROUND,

FLINGING THEM FROM THE PLANE

DIRECTLY INTO THE BARBECUE,

AND SO THE RECOVERED GOODS

WERE RETURNED TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS.

All: YAY.

Narrator: AND THE MAYOR WAS LET BACK INTO TOWNSVILLE

FASTER THAN YOU COULD SAY, "OPEN SESAME."

OPEN SESA--

Girls: HERE YOU GO, MAYOR.

SHOOT!

Narrator: CHARRED AND BEHIND BARS,

MADAME ARGENTINA AND FRED WILL NO LONGER BE PICKING POCKETS.

AND THE NEWSPAPERS READ THIS DAY...

"IT'S RARE TO SEE A MEDIUM SO WELL DONE."

AND SO THE DAY IS SAVED, THANKS TO THE POWERPUFF GRILL!

Narrator: THE CITY OF TOWNSVILLE,

WHERE ALL THE WHO'S WHO OF THE CITY'S MOST FRU-FRU

ARE PREPARING FOR THE BIG TO-DO

AT THE HOME OF TOWNSVILLE'S VERY OWN PROFESSOR U.

[DOORBELL]

YES?

TOWNSVILLE QUALITY DISCOUNT CATERING.

OH, YES, COME IN.

WOW, WHAT'S ALL THIS?

IT'S WHAT WE'RE GOING TO BE SERVING

AT TONIGHT'S PARTY, GIRLS.

TOTALLY. AND ON THE MENU, WE GOT, LIKE,

NON-ALCOHOLIC SPARKLING CHILLED APPLE JUICE,

BLACK-EYED PEAS, BAKED HAM, FRIED CALAMARI, BACON BIT SALAD,

AND FOR DESSERT, MY VERY OWN CREATION,

BANANA CREAM PIE.

IT'S WICKED AWESOME, BRO. HA HA HA!

PLEASE SIGN HERE.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

OH, BOY, OH, BOY, OH, BOY!

I SURE DO LOVE PARTIES!

DON'T YOU, GIRLS?

NO! BECAUSE I HAVE TO WEAR

THIS STUPID GIRLY PARTY DRESS,

AND I LOOK LIKE A DORK!

OH, HONEY, YOU BOTH LOOK ADORA--

HEY, WHERE'S BUBBLES?

SHE'S PROBABLY UPSTAIRS COMBING HER HAIR SO SHE'LL BE...

[IMITATING BUBBLES] THE PRETTIEST GIRL AT THE PARTY.

I'M GOING TO BE THE PRETTIEST GIRL AT THE PARTY.

LA LA LA LA LA

HUH? OCTI?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING UNDER THE BED?

AAH!

WHERE'S THE REST OF YOU?

OH, NO! THIS CAN ONLY MEAN...

YOU'VE BEEN MUTILATED!

OHH...

OH, UM, ALL SET FOR THE PARTY?

YES.

EVERYTHING OK?

YES.

OK. UH, SEE YOU DOWNSTAIRS.

[CRYING LOUDLY]

OH, OCTI!

I'M GOING TO FIND WHOEVER DID THIS TO YOU,

AND THEY WILL PAY!

[PEOPLE TALKING]

[THINKING] GO AHEAD AND LAUGH!

BUT I KNOW ONE OF YOU IS GUILTY!

BUT WHO? WHO WOULD WANT TO KILL POOR OCTI?

OF COURSE! BUTTERCUP!

SHE ALWAYS HATED OCTI!

IN FACT, I REMEMBER ONE TIME...

Both: UGH! UH!

BUBBLES! PUT DOWN THAT STUPID OCTOPUS

AND HELP US WITH THIS STUPID OCTOPUS!

Both: WAH!

BUBBLES... SOME...DAY...

I'M...GONNA...RIP...

THAT...DOLL...

TO...SHREDS!

[THINKING] IT'S GOT TO BE BUTTERCUP!

WHO ELSE COULD IT BE?

OH! NOT BLOSSOM!

IT COULDN'T HAVE BEEN HER!

OR COULD IT?

Blossom: WOULD YOU STOP FOOLING AROUND

AND COME TO BED?

I NEED TO GET SOME SLEEP!

AND I NEED TO FIND OCTI.

YOU DON'T NEED IT.

YOU WANT IT, BECAUSE YOU'RE INSECURE.

AND AS SOON AS YOU GET OVER THAT,

YOU WON'T THINK YOU NEED IT ANYMORE.

ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS GROW UP!

I FOUND HIM!

THIS TIME, BUT MAYBE SOMEDAY YOU WON'T.

OH, BUBBLES! YOUR TEACHER MS. KEANE IS HERE.

[BUBBLES THINKING] MS. KEANE, HUH?

LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA

BUBBLES, ARE YOU PAYING ATTENTION?

NO.

HOW DO YOU EXPECT TO LEARN ANYTHING

IF YOU'RE ALWAYS PLAYING WITH THAT DOLL?

OH, BUT--

NO BUTS. NOW, HAND IT OVER.

[LAUGHTER]

OH, YES, I TRY TO BE EXTRA NICE WITH THE GIRLS.

Bubbles: OCTI?!

SO, MS. BELLUM, ARE YOU ENJOYING YOURSELF?

[THINKING] THE MAYOR!

THAT LITTLE CREEP ALWAYS WANTED TO GET HIS HANDS ON OCTI!

MINE!

MINE!

MINE!

MINE!

MINE!

MINE!

MINE!

MINE!

MINE!

MINE!

MINE!

Mayor: MS. BELLUM,

WHAT IS THE COLOR OF THAT DRESS AGAIN?

IT'S CALLED OCTOPUS PURPLE.

OCTOPUS SUSHI?

OCTOPUS ROLLS?

OCTOPUS INK ICE CREAM?

[LAUGHTER]

AAH!

NOW...NO ONE LEAVES!

UNTIL THE PERSON WHO TOOK OCTI FESSES UP!

WHEN I COUNT TO 5,

I'M GOING TO TURN OFF THESE LIGHTS.

AND WHEN I TURN THEM BACK ON,

I WANT MY OCTI BACK!

BUBBLES, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

QUIET!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

[RINGING]

HELLO?

Mojo Jojo: WE HAVE YOUR OCTI DOLL.

AND IF YOU EVER WANT TO SEE HIM ALIVE AGAIN,

YOU WILL MEET MY DEMANDS!

AAH!

I WANT 1,000 GALLONS OF CHEMICAL X,

OR YOUR PRECIOUS LITTLE OCTI...DIES.

WHAT? WHAT DO THEY WANT?

HE HAS OCTI!

[ALL GASP]

HE WANTS 1,000 GALLONS OF CHEMICAL X!

[ALL GASP]

OR HE'LL KILL HIM!

[ALL GASP]

PLEASE, PROFESSOR!

PLEASE DO WHAT HE SAYS!

NO.

[ALL GASP]

BUT WHY?

BECAUSE...

I KILLED OCTI!

[ALL GASP]

BUT WHY? I CAN UNDERSTAND BUTTERCUP,

BECAUSE SHE'S SO MEAN...

HEY!

AND BLOSSOM, BECAUSE SHE'S SO BOSSY.

HEY!

AND MS. KEANE,

BECAUSE SHE WANTS ME TO PAY ATTENTION.

HEY!

OH, NO, THAT'S RIGHT.

AND THE MAYOR, BECAUSE HE'S A BIG BABY!

I AM NOT A BABY!

PBBBBT!

BUT YOU... I NEVER THOUGHT

YOU WOULD DO ANYTHING TO HURT ME.

WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?

I WANTED TO TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED,

BUT I DIDN'T GET A CHANCE TO.

OH, EARLIER THIS EVENING, WHEN I WAS CLEANING UP FOR THE PARTY,

I WAS IN YOUR ROOM WHEN I ACCIDENTALLY RAN OVER OCTI WITH THE VACUUM.

I FELT HORRIBLE ABOUT IT,

BUT SINCE NO ONE ELSE HAD NOTICED,

I DECIDED TO TAKE HIM BACK TO THE LAB AND FIX HIM MYSELF.

I WORKED ON HIM FOR A GOOD TWO HOURS.

AND TO MY SURPRISE, IT WAS A PERFECT SUCCESS!

WELL, EXCEPT OCTI WAS MISSING A LEG.

SO I DECIDED TO RETURN TO THE SCENE OF THE CRIME

AND RETRIEVE THE MISSING LEG.

BUT WHEN I GOT BACK,

IT WAS TOO LATE.

AND WITH THE PARTY ABOUT TO START,

THERE WAS NO TIME LEFT.

AND, WELL, THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED.

SO...DO YOU HAVE HIM?

OF COURSE I HAVE HIM.

[GASP]

MAYOR, WE'RE DONE GASPING.

CAN YOU FIX HIM?

OF COURSE I CAN.

OH! IT DOESN'T FIT!

THAT'S BECAUSE YOU'VE GOT THE LEG IN BACKWARDS.

NOW TRY IT.

YIPPEE!

OH, OCTI, I'LL NEVER LET YOU OUT OF MY SIGHT AGAIN!

EVER!

[CHEERING]

BUT, PROFESSOR, THEN WHO'S ON THE PHONE?

HELLO, WHO IS THIS?

Mojo Jojo: SORRY TO INTERRUPT YOUR LITTLE PARTY,

BUT UNLESS YOU GIVE ME 1,000 GALLONS OF CHEMICAL X,

OCTI DIES!

HELLO?

YEAH, OK, HOLD ON.

Woman: OPERATOR.

OPERATOR, CAN YOU TRACE THE LAST INCOMING CALL I RECEIVED?

YES. I'M READING THAT THE CALL'S COMING FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE.

INSIDE THE HOUSE?!

[ALL GASP]

MAYOR!

HUH? OH.

[GASPS]

WHO IS THIS?!

Mojo Jojo: I TOLD YOU, I'M HOLDING OCTI HOSTAGE

FOR 1,000 GALLONS OF CHEMICAL X!

OH, REALLY, NOW?

SO, CAN YOU DESCRIBE HIM FOR ME?

Mojo Jojo: UH, HE'S PINK...

WITH BLUE FLOWERS AND, UM...

[CHOMPING]

8, UM...EYES!

[CLICK]

WHAT'S THAT CLICKING?

OH, IT'S, UM, AN INCOMING CALL. PLEASE HOLD.

YEAH, THIS IS TOWNSVILLE QUALITY DISCOUNT CATERING.

WHATEVER YOU DO,

DON'T EAT THE BANANA CREAM PIE.

IT'S CONTAMINATED.

HA HA HA! SORRY.

OHH.

[GURGLING SOUND]

MOJO, YOU GET OUT OF THERE!

YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A BIG PARTY-POOPER!

OH, HOW'D YOU KNOW?

[TOILET FLUSHES]

Narrator: AND SO, ONCE AGAIN THE DAY IS SAVED,

THANKS TO THE POWERPUFF GIRLS

AND A CONTAMINATED BANANA CREAM PIE.

COMMANDER AND THE LEADER

BUBBLES, SHE IS THE JOY

AND THE LAUGHTER

BUTTERCUP

SHE'S THE TOUGHEST FIGHTER

POWERPUFFS

SAVE THE DAY

FIGHTING CRIME

TRYING TO SAVE THE WORLD

HERE THEY COME JUST IN TIME

THE POWERPUFF GIRLS

FIGHTING CRIME

TRYING TO SAVE THE WORLD

HERE THEY COME JUST IN TIME

CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY TURNER ENTERTAINMENT GROUP AND U.S. DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION

CAPTIONED BY THE NATIONAL CAPTIONING INSTITUTE --www.ncicap.org--

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