05x02 - I See A Funny Cartoon In Your Future - Octi Gone

[bunniefuu]

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.

[expl*si*n]

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!

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--

ALL:
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 three Powerpuff dolls,
a box of pins,

and throw in
a box of gumdrops.

MAN:
Ah, that'll be $20, please.

MADAME:
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


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 three 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.

BLOSSOM:
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:
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,

where the lid was put
on this case for good.

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.

sh**t!

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 k*ll 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!

BLOSSOM:
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 ♪

MS. KEANE:
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!



[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 k*ll him!

[all gasp]

Please, Professor!

Please do what he says!

No.

[all gasp]

But why?

Because...

I k*lled 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


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]



[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!

MOJO:
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.

♪ 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!