OPENING SCENE:
EXT DAYTIME SHOT OF TOWNSVILLE SKYLINE
NARRATOR: Ahem.
SOUND EFFECTS: A DOOR SLAMMING AND A WHEELED CHAIR SQUEAKING ACROSSTHE FLOOR
NARRATOR: Just a minute.
SOUND EFFECTS: PAPER RUSTLING
NARRATOR: (calling out to someone): Are you sure? (into microphone): The city of Townsville! Um... I'm afraid this week's script hasn't arrived yet... I guess we'll just have to fly by the seat of our pants... (forcefully): Meanwhile, in the Utonium kitchen!
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INT SHOT OF UTONIUM KITCHEN
[The bewildered PPG stand and stare at the CAMERA. The PROFESSOR runs in, struggling to put on his lab coat. He joins the PPG in staring at the CAMERA.]
NARRATOR: Well, duh. The Utoniums started breakfast.
BUTTERCUP: Oh.
BUBBLES: Yum.
[The UTONIUMS sit and start their breakfast.]
NARRATOR: Blossom started some small talk.
BLOSSOM: Hey, Professor, how's your latest experiment coming along?
PROFESSOR: Oh, peachy keen.
NARRATOR: The Hotline sounded.
HOTLINE SOUND EFFECT: Bzzt bzzt bzzt...
[BLOSSOM flies OFF SCREEN.]
BLOSSOM'S VOICE Girls! Townsville's under attack! It's Princess -- she's made herself into a giant!
[Bubbles and Buttercup share glances and then fly OFF SCREEN.]
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A CLOSE UP OF THE SERIOUS PPG FLYING AWAY FROM THEIR HOME
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EXT SHOT OF POKEY OAKS UNDER ATTACK BY A GIANT PRINCESS
PRINCESS: Ha ha ha! Who needs to be a Powerpuff Girl when you're as big as this?!
[She grabs a swing set and tosses it at the Pokey Oaks roof.]
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INT SHOT OF POKEY OAKS
[MS. KEANE and the children hold their hands over their heads as the swing set crashes through the ceiling and lands on the floor.]
CUT TO:
EXT SHOT OF PRINCESS
PRINCESS: Take that, stupid old Pokey Oaks. Ha ha ha! (turning to look at the CAMERA): Oh, and in case you were wondering, dummy, I'm the reason this week's script never arrived. You dopes never give me any new stories, so I made my own!
NARRATOR: Why... you little devil!
PRINCESS: Ha ha ha ha!
[The PPG fly ON SCREEN and land.]
BLOSSOM: Okay, Princess, explain yourself! Why are you attacking Pokey Oaks?
PRINCESS: Why? Because everybody here hated me! They were mean to me! All I wanted was to be a Powerpuff Girl, and you beat me up and humiliated me and had me arrested for no reason!
BUBBLES: No reason?! You attacked us!
PRINCESS: Well -- anyway -- now I'm having my revenge!
[She kicks a hole in a Pokey Oaks wall.]
BUTTERCUP (angrily): That's enough!
[She flies upward at PRINCESS, who looks down and blows flames at Buttercup. A blackened Buttercup plummets down to the ground.]
BLOSSOM: Hey! That's not fair!
NARRATOR: Let me check the rule book...
PRINCESS: So, who wants to get roasted next?
[BLOSSOM and BUBBLES glare at her, but hold their ground. PRINCESS turns and walks OFF SCREEN to our right.]
PRINCESS' VOICE: Now to get some revenge on that stupid Mayor!
[BLOSSOM and BUBBLES float over to BUTTERCUP.]
BLOSSOM: Are you okay?
[BUTTERCUP raises herself up and wipes the soot off her face.]
BUTTERCUP: That stupid Princess! Who knew she could breathe fire?!
BLOSSOM: Yeah... that sure came as a surprise.
BUBBLES: If she can do what she wants, why can't we?
BLOSSOM: Let's try -- suddenly a giant jar appeared!
[A giant jar appears. The PPG break into confident smiles.]
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EXT SHOT OF TOWNSVILLE HALL
[A giant PRINCESS is jumping up and down on the dome.]
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INT SHOT OF THE MAYOR'S OFFICE
[The MAYOR and MS. BELLUM bounce around, struggling to regain their feet.]
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EXT SHOT OF PRINCESS
[BUTTERCUP flies up to her.]
BUTTERCUP: Hey, Princess!
PRINCESS: Yeah?
[The giant jar slams down on her. BUBBLES flies ON SCREEN and pushes the lid under her and flies in circles to tighten it.]
PRINCESS: You... you can't do that!
[Shw blows out huge flames, filling the jar. When she stops, a blackened PRINCESS blinks in astonishment. The PPG grasp the jar and fly OFF SCREEN with it.]
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A POV OVERLOOKING TOWN HALL
[We see the PPG flying away.]
CUT TO:
HEARTS AND STARS
NARRATOR: And so, once again the day is saved, thanks to -- a giant jar!
[A giant jar appears.]
NARRATOR: Let me tell you, Princess, I'm sure not a dummy. No sirree. Who's the one who's in jail, huh? You are, not me. That's right. No, I'm not a dummy. Nope.
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