Captain Planet and the Planeteers (1990–1996): Season 2, Episode 9 - The Big Clam-Up - full transcript
In San Francisco, many are falling sick to poisonings of what look like various toxins and chemicals. The Planeteers go to investigate. Ma-Ti's obsession for old mystery novels makes him eager to prove how good a detective he is. However, none of them notice Verminous Skumm's presence when every place they examine is sabotaged and those they get information from sicken. Ma-Ti's distractions don't help the others learn everything soon enough to solve the problem, so they have him stay behind while they meet a talking mime who invites them to a restaurant at the Bay called The Sinking Ship. They soon learn who he is and that he causes the disease here by feeding runoff-contaminated seafood, and need help to escape when they are about to be made to eat it themselves...
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".
[ Foghorn blows ]
**
[ Water dripping ]
Ma-Ti: It had just rained,
and the city by the bay looked
like the ring around a bathtub.
Maybe I never should have
taken the caper.
Maybe I should have
just clammed up
when that doll knocked
on my door.
[ Knock on door ]
Instead, I said, "Come on in."
She was tall, dark,
and semitransparent.
[ Panting ]
I'm desperate.
I need your help, Ma-Ti.
The name is Raymond, doll --
Dash Raymond.
Spirit of Earth to Ma-Ti.
Hello?
Huh? Whoa!
Gaia!
Uh, I was just reading
this mystery story.
Later, Ma-Ti.
We have a real mystery
on PlanetVision.
You're reading another
Dash Raymond book?
Ma-Ti, these things
are 50 years old.
They're new to me.
I found something else new
and very disturbing.
These people have come down
with strange symptoms,
as if they had been poisoned
by oil, nitrates, bacteria,
heavy metals, solvents,
and pesticides
all at once.
Will they be all right?
I hope so, Kwame.
But how
were they poisoned?
And who's doing it?
Your guess is
as good as mine.
I want you to go to
San Francisco and investigate.
San Francisco?
Dash Raymond's city?
Gaia, I will
take the cake!
[ Sighs ] I think he means
he'll take the case.
**
Linka:
where do we begin looking?
Ma-Ti:
Dash Raymond says always look
for the guy with the motive.
And he would start
by barbecuing some suspects.
You mean
grilling suspects.
Oh, right. Grilling.
I think we should start
with a pollution scan.
I agree.
No one ever
listens to me.
Hey,
there's something suspicious.
Look how green
that one lawn is.
Of course!
Nitrates were
one of the poisons,
and one major source of nitrates
is inorganic fertilizer.
Sometimes
in the detective game,
you have to play a hunch.
This one paid off...
[ Doorbell rings ]
...when she opened the door.
The blond dame was
every inch a lady.
And she had a lot of inches.
Are you aware you are having
a monkey on your back?
Nobody's perfect, sister.
For instance,
you have a nice setup here,
but something smells wrong
to me.
Fertilizer.
Huh?
Fertilizer.
Inorganic fertilizer.
You are standing in it!
Do you not smell
that chemical odor?
This is bad.
When it rains, excess nitrates
will run off this lawn.
Then I have
solved the case.
Whoever owns this house
is the poisoner.
They are going to
take the fall.
[ Groaning ]
I didn't mean
literally!
Wind!
[ Groans ]
All right.
Let's lay her down easy.
Oh!
Another
poisoning victim.
I'll call the paramedics.
Oh!
Well, I guess someone else
could be the guilty party.
Wow! I wonder how
he figured that out.
Oh!
Everything
will be all right.
Oh!
A clue!
Lady, who gave you this?
Oh! Mr. S--
Aah!
Mr. S?
Gi:
I hope she'll be all right.
[ Engine starts, siren wails ]
She had the same symptoms
as the others.
We should check
the nearest factories.
But I have the solution.
This Mr. S
silenced that lady.
The bib is his warning.
He's telling her
to lobster up.
Oh, come on.
Ma-Ti.
Great theory, Ma-Ti,
except the expression
is "clam up."
Oh. Right. [ Chuckles ]
Clam up.
I knew it was some kind
of shellfish.
I'll make those planet snoops
clam up permanently!
[ Bell dings ]
Wait for me!
[ Panting ]
**
The Russian blond steered me
to an address in Chinatown,
but I had my doubts.
Then she showed up.
[ Monkey chitters ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
Is there some problem?
Tiny here does not think
we meet the club's dress code.
I told him my pal
is wearing a monkey suit.
[ Chuckles ] You sound like
a guy who likes action.
Why don't you come on in
and see some real fireworks?
Fireworks?
That's what it says --
Sung Fireworks Factory.
And over there is a gas station,
a dry cleaner,
a photo lab,
and a metal plating shop.
All of them potential
pollution sources.
Well, let us start with
the fireworks factory.
Skumm: And that's where
you'll finish, too.
Wheeler:
Well, you're obviously not
the problem, Mr. Sung.
Thanks for the tour.
My pleasure, Wheeler.
As a businessman,
I consider proper waste disposal
a necessary expense.
But some in this town
do not share my concern.
They pour untreated wastes
down the drain,
like oil...
or dry-cleaning
solvents
or photographic
chemicals...
or industrial acids.
I would no more do that than
allow a fire hazard in here.
Well, excuse me,
Mr. Safety.
Maybe you should
lighten up.
Hey, who is that?
[ Fireworks popping ]
Hit the deck!
[ Popping continues ]
**
What is going on?
A combination of Chinese New
Year and the Fourth of July.
[ Monkey screeches ]
[ Popping continues ]
**
We have a definite
fire hazard now!
[ Coughs ]
Oh, what would Dash Raymond do
in a fix like this?
Ah, I remember.
In the first chapter,
Dash called on a sergeant
he knew on the force.
Well, we can call on a captain
with plenty of force.
Yes.
Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
Whoa!
I've always had a burning desire
to see San Francisco,
but not like this.
Now, there's one tourist spot
I have to take in.
Don't worry, folks.
I'll bring it back.
I've got a scoop for whoever
started that fire.
I'm going to dampen
their enthusiasm.
[ Inhales sharply ]
[ Blowing ]
[ Siren wails, tires squeal ]
[ Radio chatter ]
Huh?
Hey, thanks for the use
of your tower.
It was a monumental help.
**
The fire started here,
right behind Ma-Ti.
Didn't you see anything,
Ma-Ti?
Not really.
Ma-Ti, a detective must be aware
of what is going on around him.
But I am.
Look at these.
One match gone.
Which means Mr. Sung
must be Mr. S.
Oh.
My stomach.
[ Body thuds ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Sighs ] Okay,
scratch another suspect.
I wish I could help out
on this.
[ Siren wails ]
But I'm a just superhero.
Ha! I'm no detective.
Neither is Ma-Ti.
[ Screeches ]
Give him another chance.
The power is yours!
[ Bell dings ]
Something about
this case stank.
What was I sticking
my nose into?
Skumm:
Now I turn this cable car
into a one-way
roller coaster.
[ Steam hissing ]
**
We are going fast a little fast,
nyet?
Nah. So far, I've only got
my arm around you.
I mean the cable car.
Yeah,
you're right.
Hey, brakeman,
what gives?
The brake, that's what.
[ Traffic light dings ]
[ Horn blares ]
Linka: And now,
back to "Captain Planet".
Aah!
Look out
for that truck!
[ Horn blares,
tires squeal ]
[ Bell dings ]
Can't we
tighten the clamp?
I guess I don't know
my own strength.
What do we do?
We are off the cable!
Aah!
Try the networks?
Together: Wheeler!
We need Captain Planet
again.
Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Wheeler: Fire!
Linka: Wind!
Gi: Water!
I said water.
Water!
Ma-Ti!
The old crate was doing 60,
but someone was still
on my tail.
Maybe it wad the someone who
had made all those witnesses
oyster up on me.
I mean clam up on me.
[ Tires squeal ]
I keep pretty fast company,
but this was getting
ridiculous.
And then I knew what it was
that I smelled before.
It was acid.
Someone was trying to stop me
by making it impossible
to for me stop!
And now
he wanted to play bumper cars.
Take some friendly
advice, gumshoe --
stay off this case!
Sorry. Not interested.
Then I will
have to make you.
Pay attention,
Ma-Ti!
Aah!
We need to call
Captain Planet.
No time, Kwame.
Gi and I will turn us
onto a side street.
Fire!
Water!
Yeah! We did it!
Oh, no! This street
is Lombard Street.
Earth!
I hope I did not shake you up
too badly.
I've felt worse.
Someone poured acid
on the control levers.
I knew I smelled acid.
Then why did you
not tell us?
But now I know our so-called
brakeman is really Mr. S.
And in this carton
is the acid.
It looks like
leftover fried clams.
Oh!
[ Sighs ]
I'll call the paramedics.
They know me by now.
These clues must add up
to something, Suchi.
It's no use, Kwame.
We've been all over town.
Nobody knows about those
pollutants or this Mr. S.
Skumm: [ Whistles ]
That mime,
he looks familiar.
**
What's he trying
to say?
Now he's switching
to charades.
Okay, first word.
Sounds like
horror, terror?
Fear!
What rhymes with fear?
Um, dear.
Gear?
Clear?
Spear?
Gi: Here? Tear?
Linka: Near? Um, cheer?
Wheeler: Uh, rear?
Sneer?
S-Steer?
Uh, lear!
No, you pea brains!
Pier. Pier!
Hey, mimes aren't
supposed to talk.
I know, but I've only
got till midnight.
If you want to know
who this Mr. S is,
meet me then at
Fisherman's Wharf, pier 13.
[ Chuckles ]
A meeting on a pier
at midnight!
Dash Raymond says walking
into a setup like that
is for lollipops.
You mean
for suckers.
Ma-Ti, your amateur
detective act
is slowing us down.
It'd be better if you
just wait here for us.
Well, if that's how
you all feel, all right.
We will be back
in a few hours.
Even my pal on the force
wanted me off this case.
I was about as popular
as stomach flu.
Say, listen, you.
This is a police matter.
Don't monkey around in it.
That goes double for you,
cheetah.
[ Monkey chitters ]
Pbht!
You're not giving up,
are you, kid?
The thought
crossed my mind.
Don't be a sap.
You have the clues.
Just put them together.
And if you need me,
all you have to do is ring.
Yeah, ring.
Wait a sec!
The leftovers, the bib,
the matches --
all of them are things you get
in a seafood restaurant.
The sinking ship.
Pier 13!
Kwame: That storm-drain runoff
is loaded with pollutants!
We must be close
to solving this mystery.
[ Whistles ]
Hey, come on in!
I saved a table for you
in the back.
We don't have time
for dinner.
Have some soup.
Have some crackers.
Have something,
then we'll talk.
All right,
but let's move it!
[ All gasp ]
Hey! What is this?
Welcome, planet geeks,
to my restaurant,
The Sinking Ship.
[ Laughs ]
We should have guessed.
Mr. S is
Verminous Skumm!
You mean all those people
got sick eating here?
Isn't it delicious?
I spread disease,
and I rake in a lot of clams
before my customers
clam up.
All our seafood
is caught fresh
right under
that storm drain
where shellfish soak up
all the toxic gunk
you humans dump.
Now, our specials tonight
are lobster nitrate
served with
fertilizer runoff,
dry cleaning-style
clam chowder...
You can't make us eat!
...crab cakes
fried in 30 weight oil,
and oysters heavy metal
in a pesticide sauce.
And for dessert,
cherry ice cream.
Huh?
Oh, excuse me.
I mean cherrystone clam
ice cream
with toxic Syrup.
Eat hearty!
No, Skumm!
You eat!
Heart!
[ Skumm screams ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Grunting ]
Let our powers
combine!
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
Planeteers: Go, Planet!
My friends gave this place
a bad review, Skumm.
So I'm shutting you down.
I hate it when the riffraff
discover a place.
You found us!
Ma-Ti, I take it all back.
You're a great detective.
Get him!
Look out for that toxic stew,
Cap!
**
Oh, no!
Abandon ship!
So Skumm and his rats fled
from the sinking ship
like...
well, rats from a sinking ship.
But it's not over yet,
kid.
Sure, Skumm exploited
bay pollution.
But everyone who untreated
chemicals down the drain
is part of the big clam-up.
Then we will
wake people up.
Kid, I think this
is the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.
Planeteers: Go, Planet!
We all love to swim
and fish and go boating.
So remember, the things
that wash into our
streets and gutters
end up in our lakes
and oceans.
You can help
stop runoff pollution
by using
natural fertilizers.
Like grass clippings,
manure, or mulch.
Never dump motor oil or other
chemicals down sewer drains.
Recycle them instead.
And talk to
your local authorities.
They should be able to
tell you how safely to
dispose of toxic chemicals.
The power is yours, kid.
Planeteers: We're back!
Go, Planet!
Go, Planet!
Captain Planet: Every year,
tons of toxic wastes are dumped
into rivers, lakes,
and streams.
Much of it comes from
people's homes.
So to clean up Earth's water,
clean up your act.
Do not dump chlorine bleach,
solvents,
and other toxic materials
down your drain.
And keep things like motor oil
and batteries out of your trash.
To find an appropriate site
to dump these toxic materials,
contact your local
sanitation department.
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".
[ Foghorn blows ]
**
[ Water dripping ]
Ma-Ti: It had just rained,
and the city by the bay looked
like the ring around a bathtub.
Maybe I never should have
taken the caper.
Maybe I should have
just clammed up
when that doll knocked
on my door.
[ Knock on door ]
Instead, I said, "Come on in."
She was tall, dark,
and semitransparent.
[ Panting ]
I'm desperate.
I need your help, Ma-Ti.
The name is Raymond, doll --
Dash Raymond.
Spirit of Earth to Ma-Ti.
Hello?
Huh? Whoa!
Gaia!
Uh, I was just reading
this mystery story.
Later, Ma-Ti.
We have a real mystery
on PlanetVision.
You're reading another
Dash Raymond book?
Ma-Ti, these things
are 50 years old.
They're new to me.
I found something else new
and very disturbing.
These people have come down
with strange symptoms,
as if they had been poisoned
by oil, nitrates, bacteria,
heavy metals, solvents,
and pesticides
all at once.
Will they be all right?
I hope so, Kwame.
But how
were they poisoned?
And who's doing it?
Your guess is
as good as mine.
I want you to go to
San Francisco and investigate.
San Francisco?
Dash Raymond's city?
Gaia, I will
take the cake!
[ Sighs ] I think he means
he'll take the case.
**
Linka:
where do we begin looking?
Ma-Ti:
Dash Raymond says always look
for the guy with the motive.
And he would start
by barbecuing some suspects.
You mean
grilling suspects.
Oh, right. Grilling.
I think we should start
with a pollution scan.
I agree.
No one ever
listens to me.
Hey,
there's something suspicious.
Look how green
that one lawn is.
Of course!
Nitrates were
one of the poisons,
and one major source of nitrates
is inorganic fertilizer.
Sometimes
in the detective game,
you have to play a hunch.
This one paid off...
[ Doorbell rings ]
...when she opened the door.
The blond dame was
every inch a lady.
And she had a lot of inches.
Are you aware you are having
a monkey on your back?
Nobody's perfect, sister.
For instance,
you have a nice setup here,
but something smells wrong
to me.
Fertilizer.
Huh?
Fertilizer.
Inorganic fertilizer.
You are standing in it!
Do you not smell
that chemical odor?
This is bad.
When it rains, excess nitrates
will run off this lawn.
Then I have
solved the case.
Whoever owns this house
is the poisoner.
They are going to
take the fall.
[ Groaning ]
I didn't mean
literally!
Wind!
[ Groans ]
All right.
Let's lay her down easy.
Oh!
Another
poisoning victim.
I'll call the paramedics.
Oh!
Well, I guess someone else
could be the guilty party.
Wow! I wonder how
he figured that out.
Oh!
Everything
will be all right.
Oh!
A clue!
Lady, who gave you this?
Oh! Mr. S--
Aah!
Mr. S?
Gi:
I hope she'll be all right.
[ Engine starts, siren wails ]
She had the same symptoms
as the others.
We should check
the nearest factories.
But I have the solution.
This Mr. S
silenced that lady.
The bib is his warning.
He's telling her
to lobster up.
Oh, come on.
Ma-Ti.
Great theory, Ma-Ti,
except the expression
is "clam up."
Oh. Right. [ Chuckles ]
Clam up.
I knew it was some kind
of shellfish.
I'll make those planet snoops
clam up permanently!
[ Bell dings ]
Wait for me!
[ Panting ]
**
The Russian blond steered me
to an address in Chinatown,
but I had my doubts.
Then she showed up.
[ Monkey chitters ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
Is there some problem?
Tiny here does not think
we meet the club's dress code.
I told him my pal
is wearing a monkey suit.
[ Chuckles ] You sound like
a guy who likes action.
Why don't you come on in
and see some real fireworks?
Fireworks?
That's what it says --
Sung Fireworks Factory.
And over there is a gas station,
a dry cleaner,
a photo lab,
and a metal plating shop.
All of them potential
pollution sources.
Well, let us start with
the fireworks factory.
Skumm: And that's where
you'll finish, too.
Wheeler:
Well, you're obviously not
the problem, Mr. Sung.
Thanks for the tour.
My pleasure, Wheeler.
As a businessman,
I consider proper waste disposal
a necessary expense.
But some in this town
do not share my concern.
They pour untreated wastes
down the drain,
like oil...
or dry-cleaning
solvents
or photographic
chemicals...
or industrial acids.
I would no more do that than
allow a fire hazard in here.
Well, excuse me,
Mr. Safety.
Maybe you should
lighten up.
Hey, who is that?
[ Fireworks popping ]
Hit the deck!
[ Popping continues ]
**
What is going on?
A combination of Chinese New
Year and the Fourth of July.
[ Monkey screeches ]
[ Popping continues ]
**
We have a definite
fire hazard now!
[ Coughs ]
Oh, what would Dash Raymond do
in a fix like this?
Ah, I remember.
In the first chapter,
Dash called on a sergeant
he knew on the force.
Well, we can call on a captain
with plenty of force.
Yes.
Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
Whoa!
I've always had a burning desire
to see San Francisco,
but not like this.
Now, there's one tourist spot
I have to take in.
Don't worry, folks.
I'll bring it back.
I've got a scoop for whoever
started that fire.
I'm going to dampen
their enthusiasm.
[ Inhales sharply ]
[ Blowing ]
[ Siren wails, tires squeal ]
[ Radio chatter ]
Huh?
Hey, thanks for the use
of your tower.
It was a monumental help.
**
The fire started here,
right behind Ma-Ti.
Didn't you see anything,
Ma-Ti?
Not really.
Ma-Ti, a detective must be aware
of what is going on around him.
But I am.
Look at these.
One match gone.
Which means Mr. Sung
must be Mr. S.
Oh.
My stomach.
[ Body thuds ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Sighs ] Okay,
scratch another suspect.
I wish I could help out
on this.
[ Siren wails ]
But I'm a just superhero.
Ha! I'm no detective.
Neither is Ma-Ti.
[ Screeches ]
Give him another chance.
The power is yours!
[ Bell dings ]
Something about
this case stank.
What was I sticking
my nose into?
Skumm:
Now I turn this cable car
into a one-way
roller coaster.
[ Steam hissing ]
**
We are going fast a little fast,
nyet?
Nah. So far, I've only got
my arm around you.
I mean the cable car.
Yeah,
you're right.
Hey, brakeman,
what gives?
The brake, that's what.
[ Traffic light dings ]
[ Horn blares ]
Linka: And now,
back to "Captain Planet".
Aah!
Look out
for that truck!
[ Horn blares,
tires squeal ]
[ Bell dings ]
Can't we
tighten the clamp?
I guess I don't know
my own strength.
What do we do?
We are off the cable!
Aah!
Try the networks?
Together: Wheeler!
We need Captain Planet
again.
Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Wheeler: Fire!
Linka: Wind!
Gi: Water!
I said water.
Water!
Ma-Ti!
The old crate was doing 60,
but someone was still
on my tail.
Maybe it wad the someone who
had made all those witnesses
oyster up on me.
I mean clam up on me.
[ Tires squeal ]
I keep pretty fast company,
but this was getting
ridiculous.
And then I knew what it was
that I smelled before.
It was acid.
Someone was trying to stop me
by making it impossible
to for me stop!
And now
he wanted to play bumper cars.
Take some friendly
advice, gumshoe --
stay off this case!
Sorry. Not interested.
Then I will
have to make you.
Pay attention,
Ma-Ti!
Aah!
We need to call
Captain Planet.
No time, Kwame.
Gi and I will turn us
onto a side street.
Fire!
Water!
Yeah! We did it!
Oh, no! This street
is Lombard Street.
Earth!
I hope I did not shake you up
too badly.
I've felt worse.
Someone poured acid
on the control levers.
I knew I smelled acid.
Then why did you
not tell us?
But now I know our so-called
brakeman is really Mr. S.
And in this carton
is the acid.
It looks like
leftover fried clams.
Oh!
[ Sighs ]
I'll call the paramedics.
They know me by now.
These clues must add up
to something, Suchi.
It's no use, Kwame.
We've been all over town.
Nobody knows about those
pollutants or this Mr. S.
Skumm: [ Whistles ]
That mime,
he looks familiar.
**
What's he trying
to say?
Now he's switching
to charades.
Okay, first word.
Sounds like
horror, terror?
Fear!
What rhymes with fear?
Um, dear.
Gear?
Clear?
Spear?
Gi: Here? Tear?
Linka: Near? Um, cheer?
Wheeler: Uh, rear?
Sneer?
S-Steer?
Uh, lear!
No, you pea brains!
Pier. Pier!
Hey, mimes aren't
supposed to talk.
I know, but I've only
got till midnight.
If you want to know
who this Mr. S is,
meet me then at
Fisherman's Wharf, pier 13.
[ Chuckles ]
A meeting on a pier
at midnight!
Dash Raymond says walking
into a setup like that
is for lollipops.
You mean
for suckers.
Ma-Ti, your amateur
detective act
is slowing us down.
It'd be better if you
just wait here for us.
Well, if that's how
you all feel, all right.
We will be back
in a few hours.
Even my pal on the force
wanted me off this case.
I was about as popular
as stomach flu.
Say, listen, you.
This is a police matter.
Don't monkey around in it.
That goes double for you,
cheetah.
[ Monkey chitters ]
Pbht!
You're not giving up,
are you, kid?
The thought
crossed my mind.
Don't be a sap.
You have the clues.
Just put them together.
And if you need me,
all you have to do is ring.
Yeah, ring.
Wait a sec!
The leftovers, the bib,
the matches --
all of them are things you get
in a seafood restaurant.
The sinking ship.
Pier 13!
Kwame: That storm-drain runoff
is loaded with pollutants!
We must be close
to solving this mystery.
[ Whistles ]
Hey, come on in!
I saved a table for you
in the back.
We don't have time
for dinner.
Have some soup.
Have some crackers.
Have something,
then we'll talk.
All right,
but let's move it!
[ All gasp ]
Hey! What is this?
Welcome, planet geeks,
to my restaurant,
The Sinking Ship.
[ Laughs ]
We should have guessed.
Mr. S is
Verminous Skumm!
You mean all those people
got sick eating here?
Isn't it delicious?
I spread disease,
and I rake in a lot of clams
before my customers
clam up.
All our seafood
is caught fresh
right under
that storm drain
where shellfish soak up
all the toxic gunk
you humans dump.
Now, our specials tonight
are lobster nitrate
served with
fertilizer runoff,
dry cleaning-style
clam chowder...
You can't make us eat!
...crab cakes
fried in 30 weight oil,
and oysters heavy metal
in a pesticide sauce.
And for dessert,
cherry ice cream.
Huh?
Oh, excuse me.
I mean cherrystone clam
ice cream
with toxic Syrup.
Eat hearty!
No, Skumm!
You eat!
Heart!
[ Skumm screams ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Grunting ]
Let our powers
combine!
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
Planeteers: Go, Planet!
My friends gave this place
a bad review, Skumm.
So I'm shutting you down.
I hate it when the riffraff
discover a place.
You found us!
Ma-Ti, I take it all back.
You're a great detective.
Get him!
Look out for that toxic stew,
Cap!
**
Oh, no!
Abandon ship!
So Skumm and his rats fled
from the sinking ship
like...
well, rats from a sinking ship.
But it's not over yet,
kid.
Sure, Skumm exploited
bay pollution.
But everyone who untreated
chemicals down the drain
is part of the big clam-up.
Then we will
wake people up.
Kid, I think this
is the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.
Planeteers: Go, Planet!
We all love to swim
and fish and go boating.
So remember, the things
that wash into our
streets and gutters
end up in our lakes
and oceans.
You can help
stop runoff pollution
by using
natural fertilizers.
Like grass clippings,
manure, or mulch.
Never dump motor oil or other
chemicals down sewer drains.
Recycle them instead.
And talk to
your local authorities.
They should be able to
tell you how safely to
dispose of toxic chemicals.
The power is yours, kid.
Planeteers: We're back!
Go, Planet!
Go, Planet!
Captain Planet: Every year,
tons of toxic wastes are dumped
into rivers, lakes,
and streams.
Much of it comes from
people's homes.
So to clean up Earth's water,
clean up your act.
Do not dump chlorine bleach,
solvents,
and other toxic materials
down your drain.
And keep things like motor oil
and batteries out of your trash.
To find an appropriate site
to dump these toxic materials,
contact your local
sanitation department.
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!
**