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--
Chemical X.
[explosion]
Thus the Powerpuff Girls were born!
Using their ultra-superpowers,
Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup have dedicated their lives
to fighting crime and the forces of evil!
NARRATOR: The city of Townsville
is enjoying a quiet, relaxing Saturday morning,
except for our scientifically devoted Professor,
who is hard at work... Baking cakes?
Ooh, hot! Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot!
[crash]
Whew! That was a close one.
Oh, I knew this would happen.
My first attempts always turn out to be disasters.
Blossom is all crusty,
Buttercup is hardly perfect,
and Bubbles-- Ugh! Just horrible.
Ah, I should probably just make 3 new ones.
I mean, there's no way they could ever be good enough.
He's making new Powerpuff Girls!
If he--if he-- if he said Bubbles--
[crying]
And--and--and he's after-- and crusty--and making new--
Bubbles, get a grip!
Now, start over.
What exactly did the Professor say?
I'm trying to tell you.
He doesn't want us anymore.
That's crazy!
Have you been eating your crayons again?
I heard it with my own ears.
Oh, who am I kidding?
I can't decorate cakes.
The surprise party will be ruined.
Oh, gosh, they're so ugly.
I knew adding that extra ingredient
to the concoction was a mistake.
If I'd just stuck to the original recipe
of sugar and spices...
Ah, well, this time I'm getting it right.
This time they'll really be perfect.
[sniffling]
Bubbles was right. He is making new girls.
Why doesn't he love us anymore?
You heard him.
He doesn't think we're perfect anymore.
Well, that's what we have to do, then.
We'll just have to prove to him that we're perfect.
[telephone ringing]
Hello? Oh, hi.
Yes, it's taking a bit longer than I expected.
Well, I'd better act before the girls begin to catch on.
All right, then. See you later, Mayor.
The Mayor's in on it, too?
Ahem! Girls!
What are you doing out here?
I've been trying to hunt you down.
Did you hear that? Hunt us down?
Uh, yeah...I have to run a quick errand.
Pshew!
Now's our chance to show him how perfect we are.
Professor, look. It's a picture of you and us.
Aren't we a perfect family?
Sure, Bubbles. Whatever.
Uh, now, excuse me. I...
But...I...I love you...Dad!
Professor, hey, watch me and my super new Kung Fu moves.
Take that! And that! Pretty perfect moves, eh?
Uh, yeah, perfect-- perfectly painful.
Hey!
Blossom, I'm busy.
Just wait. I've been brushing up on my conversational Chinese.
[speaking chinese]
Pretty perfect, eh?
Sure, Blossom,
if only I knew what the heck you were saying.
Jeez.
Well, in that case...
[speaking Chinese]
Don't worry, girls. I'll be back in 10 minutes.
I'm just going to pick up some sugar.
What are we gonna do?
He's gonna be back any minute.
Maybe if we distract him,
he won't have time to make more girls.
That's a great idea, but how do we distract him?
[telephone ringing]
Hello?
Oh, girls! I--I didn't expect you all to be there.
Is that Ms. Keane?
Well, please have the Professor call me
when he gets home. Bye!
Even Ms. Keane knows what's going on?
You mean she doesn't want us around any more, either?
[car brakes screeching]
He's back!
Quick, we gotta think of something
to distract the Professor.
Professor, why don't you come in, sit down, and relax?
But--but I have a lot of work to do.
All the more reason to take a break. Lean back.
But-- Here. Take a seat.
Oh, this is great, girls, but I really have to be--
Gee, Professor, let's put your feet up.
That's better.
Now, how about a nice, relaxing massage?
Look, really, I need to--ow! Not so hard.
Ok, girls. I'm relaxed. Please, I have to go.
Thanks, but I--oh!
How about some cooling cucumber exfoliant?
Mud mask?
Cuticle restoration?
Please, girls. Please! I have to--
I really, please--girls. Girls, I have to--
I really--girls!
I have to work. I'm serious.
You girls are acting so strange.
What happened to my perfect little girls?
I guess we should have given that a little more thought.
Yeah, that backfired, all right.
What's he gonna do with us once he makes the new girls?
Maybe he's gonna dump us
in the middle of a deep, dark, forest.
Where we'll have to use
our animal instincts just to survive.
We'll be forced into hard labor
by evil forest cobbler elves!
Evil forest cobbler elves?
Well...Yeah.
[doorbell ringing]
Coming!
Howdy. Roger McDongal at your service.
Wiener dog?
Shh! You're a little bit early.
You mind helping me out?
No problem.
You know, I only take cash.
That's fine. I'll pay you after the job's done.
Come this way, and I'll fill you in.
You can put the old ones in these.
He wants to throw us away!
What's he need two garbage cans for?
We can all fit in one.
It could get messy. Here, take the cans with you.
I have to call Ms. Bellum
and ask her to bring a big knife.
So, you want me to throw 'em out just like that?
Why don't I just eat 'em?
Ah, be my guest.
I can't believe everyone's trying to do us in!
What are we gonna do?
I'll tell you what we have to do.
We have to do 'em in before they get us first.
We can't stoop to their level.
Fine. Then we'll blow up the Professor's lab
so he can't make any new girls.
And then we'll run away forever!
[sobbing]
And the Powerpuff Girls will be no more.
Oh, girls? Girls?
Girls? Oh, there you are.
Can you come down here, please?
Out back behind the house.
This is our chance to blow up the lab. Come on!
There's no time, girls.
Quick, team bond!
[rumbling]
What's going on down there?
Uh-oh.
Whoa.
M--mmm--my-- my--my--my lab!
That's right, Professor.
We destroyed your lab before you could destroy us!
And if you think for a minute that we don't know--
What's going on?
Uh-oh.
[honk]
I think we made a little boo-boo.
Wow. A surprise party.
Ha ha. Ha. We feel so silly.
I'd been working on it all day.
I even made you these perfect cakes.
Well, they were perfect.
The first ones came out horribly.
I had to start over.
Luckily, I arrived just in time
to get rid of the old ones.
[burp]
But the second batch of cakes looked just like you,
thanks to that picture of us on the wall.
Gosh, everyone, we--uh-- don't know what to say.
Well, how about "thank you"?
Do you know how hard it is to keep a secret from you girls?
[laughing]
We love you, girls.
We love you, too, Professor.
NARRATOR: You see, girls, you can have your cake and eat it, too.
And so, once again, the day is saved
thanks to the Powerpuff Girls.
How come nobody ever makes a cake that looks like me?
The city of Townsville,
where all are sleeping peacefully.
[crying]
Wait a minute. I take that back.
[muttering]
No! No, please. Stop.
Aah!
[doorbell ringing]
[yawning]
All right. All right. I'm coming.
Oh, Professor, it's terrible!
You and the Powerpuff Girls, you gotta help me!
[wailing]
Now, now, Mayor, why don't you start from the beginning?
Oh, girls?
So, you see,
it's the same terrible, horrible dream every night.
And I always wake up before I can res-res-resini-rezee--
Resolve?
Yeah, resolve the ending.
Oh! I can't resolve it. I can't resolve it.
Mayor, um, we fly around Townsville, remember?
[humming theme song]
And we fight crime in the real world.
That doesn't mean we have the power to do so in the dream world.
No?
No. No?
No!
Yes?
No! We're going back to bed.
[yawning]
[wailing]
Um, girls, wait.
Actually, there is a way we can help the Mayor.
Now, this special headpiece,
when connected to the nocturnitron,
will allow the girls, while sleeping,
to enter into your dream and find out what's going wrong.
Yeah, yeah. Get on with it so we can get back to sleep.
Now, everyone relax and breathe deeply.
Yes. Relax. Good.
Good.
[telephone ringing]
[indistinct chatter]
Here's the Morbucks file for the City Council.
Make sure Mayor gets it by 5:00 pm.
Ok. Great. Ok, I'm on it.
Mayor's office. I'm sorry. He's in a meeting. Please hold.
Yes, Mr. Mayor? I'll send them in right away, sir.
Girls, the Mayor will see you now.
[buzz]
[screaming]
[groaning]
So, I'll see you at 8:00, then, all right?
Ta ta, my little Gherkin.
[buzzing] Yes?
The city emergency finance committee, line one.
Thank you. Yes? Yes.
Bankrupt? Is that so?
Mmm. That's a tough one.
Let me think about it and get back to you.
Whew. Ok. Simply roll over the city's tax shelter annuities
to small growth mutual funds.
Adjust the GPG status accordingly.
Conduct a sweeping inquiry that will root out
and dispose of corrupt city officials,
resulting in a substantial tax reduction for the people.
Then, with the leftover funds,
make a fully tax-deductible donation
to the home for the elderly, minorities, and war veterans.
Capital. Sure. Anytime. Think nothing of it.
Ah, Powerpuff Girls.
So good of you to come.
Why, I'd forgotten how adorable you really are.
Aren't you girls supposed to be in school?
Well, yes, but we're, like, in a dream.
Yes, yes. Aren't we all?
Education is important, girls. Important.
Uh, right, but the reason we're here is to--
Get an education, and the world will be yours.
Take a look out there, girls. What do you see?
Everything's made of pickles?
Wrong! What you see is potential.
Girls, someday all of this will be mine.
But, Mayor--
Tut, tut, tut. Not another word.
We'll discuss it over lunch. Ms. Bellum?
Yes, Mayor?
Book a lunch for 4 at that little german place.
Yes, Mayor.
You like pickles, don't you, girls?
Hi, Mayor!
We love you, Mayor!
Good day to you.
Cheerio.
Yes, I love the flavor of this city.
It has...Uh, excuse me.
As I was saying, I love this town.
You see, it's not the love that's sustains commitment.
[gasping]
Oh, my gosh! It's the Mayor.
Hi, Mr. Mayor.
My friend thinks you're totally hot.
Shh! We're, um, going to Bill and Jeff's
to get some ice cream. Wanna come with us?
Not today, girls. I'm on a straight pickle diet.
Have to watch this girlish figure of mine.
Now, you stay out of trouble, ok?
I wanna marry him.
[alarm ringing]
Come on, girls.
I'll handle this.
[gibberish]
[high-pitched squeal]
Youch!
Ow, ow, ow, ow!
Da, hey!
Ugh!
Hey.
[boom]
[cheering]
Thank you. Thank you. Think nothing of it.
Mayor, we came into your dream
to find the cause of your nightmares,
but I can't see what the problem is.
I mean, this is a dream dream.
[roaring]
That's it! That's what's causing the Mayor's nightmares.
He's been having the perfect dream
until that giant pickle monster shows up
and ruins everything.
[roaring]
Mayor, no!
Let's go.
[moaning]
Ok, girls. Now!
Get him!
Huh?
[roaring]
No!
[crying]
What's wrong, Mayor?
We saved the day, didn't we?
No! You ruined the day!
[sobbing]
I remember it all too clearly now.
All I wanted to do was just to give that giant pickle
a--a--a hug!
[heart beating]
Huh?
And then you girls get in the way every time
with your punching and your kicking
and--and your trapping,
and--and, oh, who asked for your help, anyway?
Um, you did.
Yeah? Well, whatever.
Now that I know what's causing them nightmares,
you can just forget it.
Who needs you, anyway?
Ah, yes. Once again, peace is restored
to our darling Mayor's dreams,
and the Powerpuff Girls...
[moaning]
[screaming]
NARRATOR: And so, once again, the day is saved...
Thanks to the Powerpuff Girls.
[snoring]
♪ Blossom, 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 ♪
♪ The Powerpuff Girls ♪
Powerpuff!