Captain Planet and the Planeteers (1990–1996): Season 2, Episode 2 - The Garbage Strikes - full transcript
Dr. Helix, a scientist Gi is a fan of, appears to have found a solution for oil-spills by placing his invented substance in water where it absorbs the oil. Sly Sludge decides to get rich off of this so poses as an interested scientist then steals the formula before it's tested, offering to let it devour trash in France where garbage-collectors prove a problem by going on strike. It turns out that the substance grows after "eating" the garbage, turning into a type of blob with an appetite growing with its size. The Planeteers must stop it before its hunger-rampage destroys everything in its path.
Our world is in peril.
Gaia, the spirit of the Earth,
can no longer stand
the terrible destruction
plaguing our planet.
She sends five magic rings
to five special young people --
Kwame from Africa,
with the power of Earth.
[ Sirens wailing ]
From North America -- Wheeler,
with the power of fire.
**
From the Soviet Union -- Linka,
with the power of wind.
From Asia -- Gi,
with the power of water.
**
And from South America --
Ma-Ti, with the power of heart.
When the five powers combine,
they summon
Earth's greatest champion --
Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
Captain Planet:
The power is yours!
Gi: And now back to
"Captain Planet".
Sludge: Hey, a letter.
Who's sending me a letter?
I only read junk mail.
"Dear Mr. Sludge,
you seem to be unaware
that sludge is actually
treated sewage
which helps fertilize crops."
I hate
those sewage treatment guys.
They're giving sludge
a good name.
Ah, let's see what's on TV.
Too mushy.
Too violent.
An oil spill.
Now, that's what television
is all about.
[ French accent ] Sure, the oil
spill endangers the shore, no?
I place one tiny drop of my
oil-eating microbe on the oil.
Watch closely with the camera.
Soon it will be all gone.
Gi: Way to go,
Dr. Helix.
Ah, such a genius.
I would love to meet him.
Your genius
is getting his feet wet.
While you are coming up
with wisecracks,
Dr. Helix is inventing things
that will end pollution.
I wish I had your faith
in technology, Gi,
but so far, science has found
no cure for the real problem --
wastefulness.
Kwame may be right, Gi.
Are you against science,
Gaia?
No, but we can't always
count on quick fixes.
**
Sludge:
This Helix guy sure knows how to
waste a beautiful oil spill.
I'd have found a way
to make money off it.
That's why they call me
Sly Sludge.
[ Remote clicks ]
Woman: [ French accent ]
In this small French town,
famed for its restaurants,
a garbage strike is now
in its fourth week.
We asked the mayor about it.
[ French accent ]
Scrap metal and glass
are worth money.
We could pay
our trash collectors more
if the townspeople
would recycle.
[ French accent ] Who has time
to separate trash?
How can Chef André
create culinary masterpieces
and deal with
such pettiness?
What can I say?
Already, trash collection
costs a fortune.
A fortune?
I smell money
in that garbage.
But I'll have to move
quick and slick.
Slick!
That's it!
I think it's time
to pay that Helix guy a visit.
Thanks for showing me
your lab, doc.
I'm Sly --
I mean Dr. Sludge.
I, uh, I specialize
in waste.
Ah, welcome,
Dr. Sludge.
You should be interested
in my latest experiment.
Here in these test tubes
is the answer
to the world's
solid-waste dilemma.
Look. Garbage, yes?
But not when I add only one drop
of my garbage-eaters.
[ Gurgling ]
Hey, doc, that stuff
really works.
The organisms cannot
digest glass, of course.
Otherwise, they would eat
the test tubes.
But there is much testing
yet to be done
before my garbage-eaters
are ready to use.
Uh, right. Gee, look at
the time. Got to run.
I will see you out,
Dr. Sludge.
**
If you can really solve
our garbage problems,
Dr. Sludge, we would pay
most handsomely.
Just sign here.
But how will you do this?
That, my dear mayor,
is my secret.
I'll start tonight.
* Garbage-eaters,
a little drop will do ya *
* They eat trash
and make me lots of moola *
[ Glass breaks, munching ]
This looks like a two-drop job.
Heck, these are
my last trash cans.
Won't need this anymore.
[ Glass breaks ]
[ Slurping ]
Whew! This garbage business
is hard work.
Yai! Get off of me!
[ Slurping ]
Uh-oh.
This is the last time
I trust a scientist.
Wheeler: Yo, Gaia,
what's happening?
You tell me,
Wheeler.
Look at this.
[ Slurping ]
[ Munching ]
[ Growling ]
Once again, science has
solved our problems.
And just in time.
Alors! The garbage is gone.
What a great idea --
blobs that eat garbage.
They're just like Dr. Helix's
oil-eating microbes,
except these organisms
feed on trash.
Where did they come from?
And what if these things
grow out of control?
I think I see what you mean.
I will make ready
the Geo-Cruiser.
Good.
'Cause this is one mess
mother nature can't clean up.
Ma-Ti:
France, here we come.
Hey, Linka, I'll treat you
to some of that
fine French cuisine,
like French fries.
[ Speaks Russian ]
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Slurping ]
Get out of here.
You make me nervous.
[ Chuckles ]
Friendly little suckers,
aren't they?
Dr. Sludge --
our savior!
Don't thank me.
Thank them.
Me you pay.
I hope they do not
become a nuisance.
Just give them some litter
now and then to keep them happy.
[ Slurping ]
[ Belches ]
As we agreed.
This is all the money we have
for trash collection.
Ah, yes.
Cash for trash.
[ Slurping ]
Go on.
You bother me.
Thank you, madame mayor.
If you have any problems,
lose my number.
[ Footsteps depart ]
[ Engine starts ]
And now for a clean getaway.
Yikes! It's those planet geeks!
I'm out of here.
[ Tires squeal ]
Look, mayor. Our first tourists
since the garbage strike.
Welcome.
I am Chef André.
I invite you to dine
at my world-famous restaurant.
Great! Can you make
some French fries?
French fries?
I refuse.
[ Chuckles ]
Too bad, Wheeler.
Maybe he will make you
some French toast.
[ Horns honking ]
Come on. Come on.
[ Slurping ]
I got a bad feeling
about this,
but I got a good feeling
about this.
André: Ho ho ho! It is like
a Jerry Lewis movie, no?
More like revenge of the blob
if you ask me.
[ Glass breaks ]
[ Gasps ] Look!
[ Slurping ]
If these garbage-eaters
are breaking into cars,
what will be next?
[ Gasps ]
My restaurant!
[ Slurping ]
What are you doing?
Take that,
you blob, you!
Put me down!
Oh!
Ugh!
Zut alors!
Stop them!
I beg you!
I will do anything.
I will even make
the French fries!
You got a deal.
Maybe I can
turn them away.
Heart!
[ Groaning ]
Oh, they have no heart,
only endless hunger.
Yeah, well, I'm hungry, too.
Let's go around the back way.
Maybe if we give them
the garbage to eat.
But what happens
when the garbage is gone?
We have to find Dr. Helix.
He must know a way to stop them.
His laboratory is just
down this road.
[ Munching ]
Dr. Helix,
are you there?
Dr. Helix?
Yes. May I help you?
My name is Gi.
And I think you're the only one
who can save this town.
What has happened?
Look!
No.
It is not possible.
There's no way my garbage-eater
could have escaped.
Dr. Helix, you created
these monsters?
But I never
released them.
No one else has even seen them,
except Dr. Sludge.
Sly Sludge?
He's no doctor!
[ Munching ]
Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
Nothing's getting in
without a reservation.
A table for 20?
Wind.
Come on, Planeteers.
The rest of the town needs us.
Next time,
I will recycle.
[ Munching ]
It is eating
an automobile.
Sludge: Help!
Somebody help me!
Yai!
Fire!
[ Munching ]
[ All coughing ]
Toxic smoke!
Can you give us
fresh air, Linka?
Wind!
[ Coughs ]
Too much pollution.
[ Coughs ]
My ring
will not work!
We need help.
Let's find Gi!
First I put it
into the test tube,
then into the centrifuge,
and I spin it down.
It takes
only one moment.
[ Whirring ]
[ Whirring stops ]
Voilà.
The garbage-eaters
are now harmless again.
But the ones outside
are too big for that.
How do we handle them?
Don't worry.
I will think of something.
[ Rumbling ]
Aah! Aah!
[ Gasps ] Aah!
Ma-Ti: Do not lose heart.
The Planeteers will return.
Linka: And now,
back to "Captain Planet".
[ Slurping ]
Get ready to run,
Dr. Helix.
Water!
Now!
[ Growling ]
This way. Hurry.
Kwame:
The only way out is up.
I think we need a lift.
I think we better hurry.
Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
Talk about a squeeze play.
[ All scream ]
The trouble with
this garbage problem
is it just keeps growing,
so you lay low
while I thrash this trash.
Whoa!
I better tackle this problem
before it tackles me.
Ugh! [ Groans ]
That was a slimy trick.
[ Growling ]
Cap's in trouble!
Wheeler: The trash is trying
to waste him!
Ugh!
Ugh! [ Groans ]
Planeteers, that pollution
is just too much for me.
You must find another way.
The power is yours...
Another way?
What is he --
What way?
[ Slurping ]
Come on!
The coast is clean!
Linka:
Do you not mean "clear"?
Your machine
is a marvel of science.
Yes. It runs on
nonpolluting solar power.
[ Growling ]
Look!
All the blobs are moving
out of the city.
Wheeler:
Follow that blob!
Gi, place the Geo-Cruiser
on autopilot
while I program the computer
to tell us where they're going.
[ Beeping ]
Dr. Helix,
what is this area here?
They are heading
for the landfill.
Lots of garbage to eat
in a landfill.
Maybe Gaia can help us.
I will try to link the computer
with PlanetVision.
[ Static ]
Planeteers,
if the garbage-eater
reaches the landfill,
it will be unstoppable.
First it will crush this town
into rubble, then absorb it.
Next, it will head for
a much bigger source of trash.
**
And soon there will be
nothing left
but a planet
of living garbage.
What have I done?
I wanted to help
save our planet,
and I have become
her executioner.
Doctor,
this is not your fault.
Yeah! That honor
belongs to Sly Sludge!
Don't worry, doc.
It's not over yet.
As long as we have
the Geo-Cruiser,
we can outflank this thing
and --
[ Thud ]
[ All scream ]
The door is jammed!
Aah!
Ugh!
Ugh!
Hold on tight!
Earth!
[ Rumbling ]
Hurry up!
Ma-Ti: Hurry! Let's go!
Ha! The keys are in it!
My new stretch limo to freedom!
Huh?
Not them again.
Out of my way, eco-creeps!
[ Engine starts ]
He is not going to stop!
Oh, yes, he will!
Wind!
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Wind rushing ]
[ Engine shuts off ]
You are in the wrong end
of the garbage truck, doctor.
[ Slurping ]
Everyone in back!
We can try to lure
the garbage-eater away
by tossing out trash
for it to eat.
Go, Kwame!
Let's roll!
[ Engine starts ]
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Tires squeal ]
No! It cannot eat glass!
Then, with enough glass,
we could trap it.
And we know just the man
for the job.
Kwame, stop the truck!
[ Tires squeal ]
Let our powers combine!
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
[ Growling ]
[ Tires squeal ]
You can trap the garbage-eater
with glass!
Sounds like
a major recycling job.
You keep the blob busy.
[ As Arnold Schwarzenegger ]
I'll be back.
[ Normal voice ]
Keep on trucking, Kwame!
**
[ Tires squeal ]
We're out of garbage!
No, we're not.
You --
you don't mean me?
You certainly qualify,
but let's start
with this!
[ Grunts ]
Nooo!
My money!
My money!
**
Suddenly
I have a yearn to burn.
**
This is the kind of meltdown
we need.
Now, let me make one thing
perfectly clear.
[ Chuckles ]
Not bad for an amateur, huh?
Now it's time to test the tube.
[ Engine sputters ]
Out of gas.
[ Munching ]
Wheeler:
Head for the hills!
**
Cap did it!
Yeah, but what do we do with it
now?
If only we had a centrifuge big
enough to spin the trash down.
But we do.
Hey, I'll give it a whirl.
It's working!
**
Come and get it!
My garbage-eaters
will stay in this jar
until I can control them,
and then --
Uh, thanks, Dr. Helix,
but maybe it's better
if we all just recycle
our garbage.
I agree!
Conservation may not be easy,
but it's the safest way.
Your reward, mes amis.
Wheeler: Thanks, André.
Mmm!
No one makes French fries
like the French.
[ Chuckles ] I had to ask an
American tourist for the recipe.
We paid you a fortune
to take care of that trash,
and you will, even if you
have to recycle it yourself,
piece by piece.
**
For once,
he's earning his money.
[ Laughter ]
Planeteers: Go, Planet!
You can recycle
just about everything.
Wheeler: Like plastic.
It's practically indestructible
and stays around forever.
But scientists
do have ways
to recycle
many kinds of plastic.
Still,
recycling starts with you.
Technology can do
many things,
but it cannot make
our garbage problem disappear.
Only you can make less trash.
And remember the three Rs--
reduce, reuse, and recycle.
The power is yours!
Wheeler: We'll be right back
with more Planeteer action.
Planeteers: We're back!
Go, Planet!
Go, Planet!
Most everything we buy
will someday be thrown away.
So try to buy things that
can be reused or recycled.
Lots of packaging material
may make something look better
on the store shelf
but doesn't make
a better product.
Kwame: More packaging
only means more garbage
in overflowing landfills.
Paper or plastic?
Save it.
We brought our own.
The power is yours!
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
All: Go, Planet!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
* Captain Planet
* He's our hero
* Gonna take pollution
down to zero *
* He's our powers magnified
* And he's fighting
on the planet's side *
* Captain Planet
* He's our hero
* Gonna take pollution
down to zero *
* Gonna help him put asunder
* Bad guys who like
to loot and plunder *
You'll pay for this,
Captain Planet!
* We're the Planeteers,
you can be one, too *
* 'Cause saving our planet
is the thing to do *
* Looting and polluting
is not the way *
* Hear what Captain Planet
has to say *
The power is yours!
**
Gaia, the spirit of the Earth,
can no longer stand
the terrible destruction
plaguing our planet.
She sends five magic rings
to five special young people --
Kwame from Africa,
with the power of Earth.
[ Sirens wailing ]
From North America -- Wheeler,
with the power of fire.
**
From the Soviet Union -- Linka,
with the power of wind.
From Asia -- Gi,
with the power of water.
**
And from South America --
Ma-Ti, with the power of heart.
When the five powers combine,
they summon
Earth's greatest champion --
Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
Captain Planet:
The power is yours!
Gi: And now back to
"Captain Planet".
Sludge: Hey, a letter.
Who's sending me a letter?
I only read junk mail.
"Dear Mr. Sludge,
you seem to be unaware
that sludge is actually
treated sewage
which helps fertilize crops."
I hate
those sewage treatment guys.
They're giving sludge
a good name.
Ah, let's see what's on TV.
Too mushy.
Too violent.
An oil spill.
Now, that's what television
is all about.
[ French accent ] Sure, the oil
spill endangers the shore, no?
I place one tiny drop of my
oil-eating microbe on the oil.
Watch closely with the camera.
Soon it will be all gone.
Gi: Way to go,
Dr. Helix.
Ah, such a genius.
I would love to meet him.
Your genius
is getting his feet wet.
While you are coming up
with wisecracks,
Dr. Helix is inventing things
that will end pollution.
I wish I had your faith
in technology, Gi,
but so far, science has found
no cure for the real problem --
wastefulness.
Kwame may be right, Gi.
Are you against science,
Gaia?
No, but we can't always
count on quick fixes.
**
Sludge:
This Helix guy sure knows how to
waste a beautiful oil spill.
I'd have found a way
to make money off it.
That's why they call me
Sly Sludge.
[ Remote clicks ]
Woman: [ French accent ]
In this small French town,
famed for its restaurants,
a garbage strike is now
in its fourth week.
We asked the mayor about it.
[ French accent ]
Scrap metal and glass
are worth money.
We could pay
our trash collectors more
if the townspeople
would recycle.
[ French accent ] Who has time
to separate trash?
How can Chef André
create culinary masterpieces
and deal with
such pettiness?
What can I say?
Already, trash collection
costs a fortune.
A fortune?
I smell money
in that garbage.
But I'll have to move
quick and slick.
Slick!
That's it!
I think it's time
to pay that Helix guy a visit.
Thanks for showing me
your lab, doc.
I'm Sly --
I mean Dr. Sludge.
I, uh, I specialize
in waste.
Ah, welcome,
Dr. Sludge.
You should be interested
in my latest experiment.
Here in these test tubes
is the answer
to the world's
solid-waste dilemma.
Look. Garbage, yes?
But not when I add only one drop
of my garbage-eaters.
[ Gurgling ]
Hey, doc, that stuff
really works.
The organisms cannot
digest glass, of course.
Otherwise, they would eat
the test tubes.
But there is much testing
yet to be done
before my garbage-eaters
are ready to use.
Uh, right. Gee, look at
the time. Got to run.
I will see you out,
Dr. Sludge.
**
If you can really solve
our garbage problems,
Dr. Sludge, we would pay
most handsomely.
Just sign here.
But how will you do this?
That, my dear mayor,
is my secret.
I'll start tonight.
* Garbage-eaters,
a little drop will do ya *
* They eat trash
and make me lots of moola *
[ Glass breaks, munching ]
This looks like a two-drop job.
Heck, these are
my last trash cans.
Won't need this anymore.
[ Glass breaks ]
[ Slurping ]
Whew! This garbage business
is hard work.
Yai! Get off of me!
[ Slurping ]
Uh-oh.
This is the last time
I trust a scientist.
Wheeler: Yo, Gaia,
what's happening?
You tell me,
Wheeler.
Look at this.
[ Slurping ]
[ Munching ]
[ Growling ]
Once again, science has
solved our problems.
And just in time.
Alors! The garbage is gone.
What a great idea --
blobs that eat garbage.
They're just like Dr. Helix's
oil-eating microbes,
except these organisms
feed on trash.
Where did they come from?
And what if these things
grow out of control?
I think I see what you mean.
I will make ready
the Geo-Cruiser.
Good.
'Cause this is one mess
mother nature can't clean up.
Ma-Ti:
France, here we come.
Hey, Linka, I'll treat you
to some of that
fine French cuisine,
like French fries.
[ Speaks Russian ]
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Slurping ]
Get out of here.
You make me nervous.
[ Chuckles ]
Friendly little suckers,
aren't they?
Dr. Sludge --
our savior!
Don't thank me.
Thank them.
Me you pay.
I hope they do not
become a nuisance.
Just give them some litter
now and then to keep them happy.
[ Slurping ]
[ Belches ]
As we agreed.
This is all the money we have
for trash collection.
Ah, yes.
Cash for trash.
[ Slurping ]
Go on.
You bother me.
Thank you, madame mayor.
If you have any problems,
lose my number.
[ Footsteps depart ]
[ Engine starts ]
And now for a clean getaway.
Yikes! It's those planet geeks!
I'm out of here.
[ Tires squeal ]
Look, mayor. Our first tourists
since the garbage strike.
Welcome.
I am Chef André.
I invite you to dine
at my world-famous restaurant.
Great! Can you make
some French fries?
French fries?
I refuse.
[ Chuckles ]
Too bad, Wheeler.
Maybe he will make you
some French toast.
[ Horns honking ]
Come on. Come on.
[ Slurping ]
I got a bad feeling
about this,
but I got a good feeling
about this.
André: Ho ho ho! It is like
a Jerry Lewis movie, no?
More like revenge of the blob
if you ask me.
[ Glass breaks ]
[ Gasps ] Look!
[ Slurping ]
If these garbage-eaters
are breaking into cars,
what will be next?
[ Gasps ]
My restaurant!
[ Slurping ]
What are you doing?
Take that,
you blob, you!
Put me down!
Oh!
Ugh!
Zut alors!
Stop them!
I beg you!
I will do anything.
I will even make
the French fries!
You got a deal.
Maybe I can
turn them away.
Heart!
[ Groaning ]
Oh, they have no heart,
only endless hunger.
Yeah, well, I'm hungry, too.
Let's go around the back way.
Maybe if we give them
the garbage to eat.
But what happens
when the garbage is gone?
We have to find Dr. Helix.
He must know a way to stop them.
His laboratory is just
down this road.
[ Munching ]
Dr. Helix,
are you there?
Dr. Helix?
Yes. May I help you?
My name is Gi.
And I think you're the only one
who can save this town.
What has happened?
Look!
No.
It is not possible.
There's no way my garbage-eater
could have escaped.
Dr. Helix, you created
these monsters?
But I never
released them.
No one else has even seen them,
except Dr. Sludge.
Sly Sludge?
He's no doctor!
[ Munching ]
Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
Nothing's getting in
without a reservation.
A table for 20?
Wind.
Come on, Planeteers.
The rest of the town needs us.
Next time,
I will recycle.
[ Munching ]
It is eating
an automobile.
Sludge: Help!
Somebody help me!
Yai!
Fire!
[ Munching ]
[ All coughing ]
Toxic smoke!
Can you give us
fresh air, Linka?
Wind!
[ Coughs ]
Too much pollution.
[ Coughs ]
My ring
will not work!
We need help.
Let's find Gi!
First I put it
into the test tube,
then into the centrifuge,
and I spin it down.
It takes
only one moment.
[ Whirring ]
[ Whirring stops ]
Voilà.
The garbage-eaters
are now harmless again.
But the ones outside
are too big for that.
How do we handle them?
Don't worry.
I will think of something.
[ Rumbling ]
Aah! Aah!
[ Gasps ] Aah!
Ma-Ti: Do not lose heart.
The Planeteers will return.
Linka: And now,
back to "Captain Planet".
[ Slurping ]
Get ready to run,
Dr. Helix.
Water!
Now!
[ Growling ]
This way. Hurry.
Kwame:
The only way out is up.
I think we need a lift.
I think we better hurry.
Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
Talk about a squeeze play.
[ All scream ]
The trouble with
this garbage problem
is it just keeps growing,
so you lay low
while I thrash this trash.
Whoa!
I better tackle this problem
before it tackles me.
Ugh! [ Groans ]
That was a slimy trick.
[ Growling ]
Cap's in trouble!
Wheeler: The trash is trying
to waste him!
Ugh!
Ugh! [ Groans ]
Planeteers, that pollution
is just too much for me.
You must find another way.
The power is yours...
Another way?
What is he --
What way?
[ Slurping ]
Come on!
The coast is clean!
Linka:
Do you not mean "clear"?
Your machine
is a marvel of science.
Yes. It runs on
nonpolluting solar power.
[ Growling ]
Look!
All the blobs are moving
out of the city.
Wheeler:
Follow that blob!
Gi, place the Geo-Cruiser
on autopilot
while I program the computer
to tell us where they're going.
[ Beeping ]
Dr. Helix,
what is this area here?
They are heading
for the landfill.
Lots of garbage to eat
in a landfill.
Maybe Gaia can help us.
I will try to link the computer
with PlanetVision.
[ Static ]
Planeteers,
if the garbage-eater
reaches the landfill,
it will be unstoppable.
First it will crush this town
into rubble, then absorb it.
Next, it will head for
a much bigger source of trash.
**
And soon there will be
nothing left
but a planet
of living garbage.
What have I done?
I wanted to help
save our planet,
and I have become
her executioner.
Doctor,
this is not your fault.
Yeah! That honor
belongs to Sly Sludge!
Don't worry, doc.
It's not over yet.
As long as we have
the Geo-Cruiser,
we can outflank this thing
and --
[ Thud ]
[ All scream ]
The door is jammed!
Aah!
Ugh!
Ugh!
Hold on tight!
Earth!
[ Rumbling ]
Hurry up!
Ma-Ti: Hurry! Let's go!
Ha! The keys are in it!
My new stretch limo to freedom!
Huh?
Not them again.
Out of my way, eco-creeps!
[ Engine starts ]
He is not going to stop!
Oh, yes, he will!
Wind!
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Wind rushing ]
[ Engine shuts off ]
You are in the wrong end
of the garbage truck, doctor.
[ Slurping ]
Everyone in back!
We can try to lure
the garbage-eater away
by tossing out trash
for it to eat.
Go, Kwame!
Let's roll!
[ Engine starts ]
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Tires squeal ]
No! It cannot eat glass!
Then, with enough glass,
we could trap it.
And we know just the man
for the job.
Kwame, stop the truck!
[ Tires squeal ]
Let our powers combine!
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
[ Growling ]
[ Tires squeal ]
You can trap the garbage-eater
with glass!
Sounds like
a major recycling job.
You keep the blob busy.
[ As Arnold Schwarzenegger ]
I'll be back.
[ Normal voice ]
Keep on trucking, Kwame!
**
[ Tires squeal ]
We're out of garbage!
No, we're not.
You --
you don't mean me?
You certainly qualify,
but let's start
with this!
[ Grunts ]
Nooo!
My money!
My money!
**
Suddenly
I have a yearn to burn.
**
This is the kind of meltdown
we need.
Now, let me make one thing
perfectly clear.
[ Chuckles ]
Not bad for an amateur, huh?
Now it's time to test the tube.
[ Engine sputters ]
Out of gas.
[ Munching ]
Wheeler:
Head for the hills!
**
Cap did it!
Yeah, but what do we do with it
now?
If only we had a centrifuge big
enough to spin the trash down.
But we do.
Hey, I'll give it a whirl.
It's working!
**
Come and get it!
My garbage-eaters
will stay in this jar
until I can control them,
and then --
Uh, thanks, Dr. Helix,
but maybe it's better
if we all just recycle
our garbage.
I agree!
Conservation may not be easy,
but it's the safest way.
Your reward, mes amis.
Wheeler: Thanks, André.
Mmm!
No one makes French fries
like the French.
[ Chuckles ] I had to ask an
American tourist for the recipe.
We paid you a fortune
to take care of that trash,
and you will, even if you
have to recycle it yourself,
piece by piece.
**
For once,
he's earning his money.
[ Laughter ]
Planeteers: Go, Planet!
You can recycle
just about everything.
Wheeler: Like plastic.
It's practically indestructible
and stays around forever.
But scientists
do have ways
to recycle
many kinds of plastic.
Still,
recycling starts with you.
Technology can do
many things,
but it cannot make
our garbage problem disappear.
Only you can make less trash.
And remember the three Rs--
reduce, reuse, and recycle.
The power is yours!
Wheeler: We'll be right back
with more Planeteer action.
Planeteers: We're back!
Go, Planet!
Go, Planet!
Most everything we buy
will someday be thrown away.
So try to buy things that
can be reused or recycled.
Lots of packaging material
may make something look better
on the store shelf
but doesn't make
a better product.
Kwame: More packaging
only means more garbage
in overflowing landfills.
Paper or plastic?
Save it.
We brought our own.
The power is yours!
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
All: Go, Planet!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
* Captain Planet
* He's our hero
* Gonna take pollution
down to zero *
* He's our powers magnified
* And he's fighting
on the planet's side *
* Captain Planet
* He's our hero
* Gonna take pollution
down to zero *
* Gonna help him put asunder
* Bad guys who like
to loot and plunder *
You'll pay for this,
Captain Planet!
* We're the Planeteers,
you can be one, too *
* 'Cause saving our planet
is the thing to do *
* Looting and polluting
is not the way *
* Hear what Captain Planet
has to say *
The power is yours!
**