Captain Planet and the Planeteers (1990–1996): Season 6, Episode 6 - A Good Bomb Is Hard to Find - full transcript
The Planeteers try to stop past and future versions of Doctor Blight who sells a nuclear bomb to a German dictator.
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
* Captain Planet,
he's the man *
* Leading the charge,
Earth's number-one fan *
* Check him out,
you're gonna see *
* He's the mega mac daddy
of ecology *
* Cap's the hero
with the gumption *
* Takes on the overpopulation
and consumption *
* Yeah, he could use
a better groomer *
* Some people say
he's got a bad sense of humor *
[ Singsong voice ]
I'm back!
* But when Eco-villains
run amok *
* Plundering and pillaging,
yuk *
* Cap's here
to level the playing field *
* With a Ph.D.
in sustainable yield *
* But he's not the only hero
for Earth *
* Gaia's wisdom
gave the Planeteers birth *
* Wheeler's the fire,
Ma-Ti's got heart *
* Gi's got the power
to make waters part *
* Kwame's rocking
with element earth *
* And Linka uses wind
for all she's worth *
* Still Greedlys and Blights
trash our planet *
* It's up to us to say
we won't stand it *
* Raise your voice
and challenge your peers *
* Say it's way cool
to be Planeteers *
Captain Planet:
The power is yours!
**
Wheeler:
It's hairier than we thought.
This tub's a total rust heap.
Kwame: Single hull.
Judging from the algae
and oxidation,
she sank over 20 years ago.
Gi: The outcropping it's rusting
on is eroding.
One more bad storm
could push her over the edge.
Forget one more.
This storm's gonna do it.
Kwame: Oh, no!
Whoa!
Hang on.
We'll use the Eco-sub
as a counterbalance,
but you must work fast.
Da.
There is no telling
how long the shelf will hold.
Kwame: If it goes,
this toxic cargo
will create an eco disaster
like we used to see
in the old days.
Aah!
Kwame, Gi, look out!
Oh!
Watch out!
Dr. Blight!
We're in double jeopardy.
We need help
from the big guy.
Then let our powers combine.
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am, as always, Captain Planet!
Long time,
no summon, Planeteers.
At least my hairline
hasn't budged,
and there's less
waist these days --
uh, toxic waste, that is.
But now it's time for a dip
with Dr. Drip.
Aah!
Aah!
Captain Planet: Still
sucking up, eh, Dr. Blight?
Aah!
Got to stop it.
Can't let...crash.
Too much toxic still inside.
[ Coughs ]
Must regenerate.
The power is yours.
Blight: Zing, a ding, ding,
I've got the rings!
[ Laughing ]
Plunder:
Congratulations, Blight.
You, too, Greedly, old boy.
We've still got it.
With the planet
pests out of the way,
nothing can stop me from
becoming the next president.
Except for me.
Well, whichever of us
wins this election...
it'll beat the slop out
of some honest eco-ick
getting into the Oblong Office.
Too true.
But the power is mine.
* Zing, a ding, ding!
[ Laughs ]
Rigger:
And now it's mine.
Yip, yip, yip!
So...
Plunder, we did our part.
When you gonna take care
of that Jane Green candidate?
She's ahead in the polls.
Yeah, she's the only thing
standing between us
and a free ride
on Air Force One.
My running mates are on it.
Stay tuned for a news flash.
With Green out of the way,
I'm the red, white,
and blue shoo-in.
Dream on, Doctor.
My campaign commercials
are flooding the airwaves.
Ours, too.
Look, boss,
it's you and Honest Abe.
Ask not what I can do
for your country.
Ask what I can do for you.
Tell 'em, Mr. Rigger.
Oops.
Uh, so,
vote the Demagogue ticket.
Yip, yip, yip!
More like Dema-hog.
Vote the Plunder Pinehead's
Repulsican party ticket
so these kids
can grow up filthy rich.
I believe in big tax breaks.
The bigger the income,
the bigger the break.
No matter how you got it,
you shouldn't have to share it.
Nobody's naive enough
to elect any of you.
Now, now, now, now.
Be sweet, Bitsy, dear.
My own daughter turning on me.
How could I have
raised an eco freak?
Why did I let you hack
into MAL's memory bank
and study the planet pains?
It's all your fault!
You ruined her!
Aah!
Don't blame Uncle MAL.
It's not his fault
I'm voting for Jane Green.
Only if she's still
in the running.
Now get lost, everyone.
Mr. Malcontent and I
need to strategize.
I thought those lame duck losers
would never leave.
Call me fragged,
but I don't believe
for one millisecond that
you'd let one of those
twits win the election.
Right you are,
compu-sir.
Voilà!
If by some quirk
I don't win,
I'll simply go back
in my latest time machine
and stuff the ballot boxes.
Just think, I'll be the first
A.I.V.P. --
Artificially Intelligent
Vice President.
[ Scoffs ]
Are you kidding?
There's a long history
of artificial intelligence
in office.
MAL, baby, with the planet
pests under wraps,
we're headed straight
for the Blight House.
[ Blight and MAL laughing ]
Locate Planeteers.
Enter.
Bitsy, Bitsy, Bitsy.
Hacking into my hard
drive is a no-no.
We've discussed this
ad nauseam.
But Uncle MAL-icans,
you're the only one
who can help me.
My hero.
You're the apple
of my icon.
However, helping you
would be political suicide.
But don't worry, I won't leak
the story to your mother.
Mwah!
Bye, Bits.
There's got to be a way!
I wonder.
There's something
familiar about this scene.
Go, Planet!
She's really melting
down my patience.
Stand still, blue-fus!
-Planeteers!
-Who is that?
Got me, but she's sure
a babester.
I know this is gonna
sound crazy,
but I've come to the past
to help you rescue yourselves.
In the future, that is.
You are right.
That sounds crazy.
Look, I can explain.
I can prove I'm from the future
by telling you
what's gonna happen next.
First, Mom's gonna do
a figure eight around Cap.
Then Cap's gonna say...
Both: Next time, let me know
when you're gonna buzz by.
Now, Cap's gonna blow Mom
away with a lightning bolt.
But of course he'll save her.
Incredible.
She is either from
the future or psychic.
We're running out
of time, Planeteers.
You've got to believe me.
How can we trust
an offspring of Blight's?
It could be a trap.
Maybe, but at least
I'll get to see
how cute you
turned out, blondie.
It's now or never!
Please!
Let's go for it.
Later, Planeteers.
The power is yours!
Ma-Ti, our powers!
**
Well, Gi, it looks
like our powers
are a thing of the past.
Put these on in case
someone comes in.
Gross!
I can't wear this.
No offense, but I'm
turning mine inside out.
Hey, I understand.
But if you think
that's scary,
check out the campaign promises.
Vote for me on
the Co-Dependent ticket,
and live better
through chemistry.
We bring dead things to life.
And vice versa!
Blight's still
an environmental disaster.
I've told Mom a thousand times,
balloon releases kill animals.
How did Blight manage
to do all of this?
With enough ill-gotten gains,
anyone can run for office.
Wait, what's this.
Fellow citizens,
regretfully,
I have decided to withdraw
from the race for president.
In a startling development,
leading candidate Jane Green
dropped out of the race.
No one can locate
Miss Green for comment.
She's probably been kidnapped
like you guys.
I mean the future you guys.
Green was the only one who could
beat Mom and the others.
We could still trounce them.
We can't.
We don't know where
they're hiding Green
and the future Planeteers.
And if we tip our hand,
they may do something
drastic to Green and...
us.
Oh, this is too confusing.
We can't even summon Cap because
we don't have all our powers.
Blight:
I don't care what you say,
my trickle-down
pollution platform is a winner!
Quick, act like,
uh, campaigners.
Bitsy?
What are you up to?
With Jane Green
out of the race,
I decided to campaign
for you, Mom.
My friends are gonna help, too.
I knew you'd come around,
my itsy Bitsy.
I'm gonna Ralph.
Here you go, future V.P.-elect.
Kids to help with your V.P.
lackey work.
Something familiar about
these guys, yip, yip.
Then again, my memory
isn't what it used to be.
Hey, boss, don't
they look familiar?
I don't have time
to play games.
I've got to prepare
for the great debate.
I need makeup. 'Cause --
[ Belches ]
Image is everything.
Come on, campaign kiddies.
You're gonna help
the big boss get elected.
We've got to
find ourselves,
'cause our future's fading fast.
No Planeteer leads
in Plunder's office.
Check out this
dung-slinging debate.
And your stance on illegal
immigrants, Mr. Plunder?
Why not just ask Dr. Blight?
She's got one
for a running mate.
Seriously, does
anyone really know
where that MAL thing is from?
Oh, listen to Mr. Plunderful.
He invented the L&R scandal --
loan and repo.
I am not a crook.
Heaven help us if they're
ever running the country.
Mr. Plunder, is it true
you're lining
your pockets with money
from special interest groups?
Why are you picking on me?
Greedly is the one taking
millions from fast food
and candy companies,
not to mention a lifetime
supply of party snacks.
Not one dime
or one doughnut.
[ Laughing ]
Oops.
Dr. Blight, is it true
you want to turn
national parks
into landfills?
Well, yes.
But let's not skirt
the real issue here.
Ma-Ti: A vote for Greedly,
Blight, or Plunder
is a vote
against our planet!
Have you considered
a write-in vote
instead of the three...
candidates?
Nah, it's not even worth
voting with Jane Green out.
But Daddy, you have to vote.
Listen to your daughter.
Your vote is your voice
in how the country's run.
See, Daddy?
You're right, honey.
I will vote.
Wheeler, how can you eat
while the rest of us
are working?
I'm working, too.
Rigger sent me to fetch
six food orders,
and I may have
discovered my newest
all-time favorite burger.
A double-double bacon,
peanut butter,
and banana cheeseburger.
With extra ketchup.
Disgusting!
Only you could eat that.
If only Wheeler can eat that...
Where are you supposed
to deliver the food?
The Water Debate Hotel.
Penthouse.
Let's go.
Hey, I won't mind
if I eat my own burger, will I?
[ Knocking at door ]
Hey!
Coming!
You deserve a break-in today.
Wow!
It's us to the rescue.
I can't believe my eyes.
That's it!
Geo jerks!
Aw, two sets of geo jerks.
You!
I am so tall!
That's right, kid.
Not only is
a growth spurt coming,
but you'll learn to contract.
Wow.
Bitsy.
What?!
You've been playing with
the time machine.
Oh, great.
More planet pests.
Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi.
This is not good, Bitsy.
Uncle MAL,
I couldn't sit by
while Mom destroyed
the planet.
You don't understand.
Plunder's rigged the hotel
to explode right
after the election.
Say what?!
Oh, my.
It looks like I'll have to blow
this joint a little early
since I'm not about
to blow the election.
But this hotel belongs to
Mr. Greedly!
An added perk.
In five minutes,
all the eco nuisances
and plain Jane Green
will be political history.
Run, Bitsy! Run!
Too late!
Oh, no!
Well, I'm off to make
my acceptance speech.
Time for a team beam.
No rings.
Two of our powers
stayed in the past.
Hey, I got four planet rings.
Will that help?
Yeah.
Hey, mine's not here.
But mine is!
Let our powers...
You go.
No, please, you.
Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Fire!
You go, for old time's sake.
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
Both: We're two, two,
two Caps in one.
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
Time to crash this
political party.
Cap, you've got
to find Jane Green.
And we don't know
what room the bomb's in.
Hate to eavesdrop,
but there are lives at stake.
The following may
contain adult material.
Childish discretion is advised.
Yip, yip, yip!
Go, Planet!
[ Crashing ]
Looks like the father
of the bribe.
These guerillas
won't be "mist."
Aah!
Whoa, that's what I call
a dynamite
campaign position.
Come on, Miss Green.
We're gonna blow
this scandal wide open.
Mario Andretti, move over!
We've got to get
to the convention center
before all votes are in,
or one of the terrible troika
will be a superpower.
Don't sweat it.
It'll be hours before
all the returns are in.
Hate to burst
your bubble, double,
but nowadays, all voting
is done by computer.
The polls just closed,
meaning the winner
will be announced
in a matter of minutes.
[ Honking ]
Great, we've got company.
Plunder's pathetic Pineheads.
Aah!
Hang on!
I can't ditch him.
Perhaps a road block
would help.
Shall we?
Both: Earth!
Whoa!
Nice work, Kwames.
Now, let's see where
the election stands.
The computers are tallying
the electronic vote.
Let's go!
Hurry!
Ladies and gentlemen,
the results are in.
At 5% of the vote,
Looten Plunder.
Peasants!
With 3% of the vote,
Hoggish Greedly.
This election's fixed!
And with 80% of the vote,
Dr. Blight.
I won!
I won!
Start playing
"Hail to the Thief" --
I mean "Chief," boys.
[ Jeering ]
Bitsy: I can't believe
my mom is President.
What a travesty.
Excuse me,
a correction.
Dr. Blight has 18% --
I repeat,
18% of the vote.
Impossible!
What happened to the other
74% of the vote?
74% of the voters wrote in
"None of the above."
It appears that we're in
for a new election.
I demand a recount!
[ Crowd jeering ]
The vote's in, people,
and you proved the power
really is yours!
[ Cheering ]
As for you...
What?
What?
Whaaa!
It seems folks have had enough
of your dirty politics.
You may be blue,
Captain Planet,
but you'd make a truly
Green running mate.
Even Uncle MAL
is coming around
to our way of thinking.
He's actually agreed
to help me work on Mom.
Isn't that right, Uncle MAL?
Hey, I never had
anyone in my life
to leave a better future to.
Bitsy's got her Uncle MAL
wrapped around her finger.
I'll say.
The way he dotes on her,
you'd think he was her dad.
All: Nah.
It is time for us
to get back to where,
or rather, when,
we belong.
I want to thank you
for all you've done,
and for all you're still doing.
Here's your ring, Wheeler.
Mom won't be needing it.
I'll sure miss you, Bitsy.
It'd be nice
to get to know you better.
It would never work, Wheeler?
Why not?
You're too old for me.
What?!
As in, she's not even
born yet in our time.
But I'll never forget that kiss.
What kiss?
This one.
Mwah!
Oh, boy!
That's the best
kiss-off I've ever had.
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!
**
I am Captain Planet!
* Captain Planet,
he's the man *
* Leading the charge,
Earth's number-one fan *
* Check him out,
you're gonna see *
* He's the mega mac daddy
of ecology *
* Cap's the hero
with the gumption *
* Takes on the overpopulation
and consumption *
* Yeah, he could use
a better groomer *
* Some people say
he's got a bad sense of humor *
[ Singsong voice ]
I'm back!
* But when Eco-villains
run amok *
* Plundering and pillaging,
yuk *
* Cap's here
to level the playing field *
* With a Ph.D.
in sustainable yield *
* But he's not the only hero
for Earth *
* Gaia's wisdom
gave the Planeteers birth *
* Wheeler's the fire,
Ma-Ti's got heart *
* Gi's got the power
to make waters part *
* Kwame's rocking
with element earth *
* And Linka uses wind
for all she's worth *
* Still Greedlys and Blights
trash our planet *
* It's up to us to say
we won't stand it *
* Raise your voice
and challenge your peers *
* Say it's way cool
to be Planeteers *
Captain Planet:
The power is yours!
**
Wheeler:
It's hairier than we thought.
This tub's a total rust heap.
Kwame: Single hull.
Judging from the algae
and oxidation,
she sank over 20 years ago.
Gi: The outcropping it's rusting
on is eroding.
One more bad storm
could push her over the edge.
Forget one more.
This storm's gonna do it.
Kwame: Oh, no!
Whoa!
Hang on.
We'll use the Eco-sub
as a counterbalance,
but you must work fast.
Da.
There is no telling
how long the shelf will hold.
Kwame: If it goes,
this toxic cargo
will create an eco disaster
like we used to see
in the old days.
Aah!
Kwame, Gi, look out!
Oh!
Watch out!
Dr. Blight!
We're in double jeopardy.
We need help
from the big guy.
Then let our powers combine.
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am, as always, Captain Planet!
Long time,
no summon, Planeteers.
At least my hairline
hasn't budged,
and there's less
waist these days --
uh, toxic waste, that is.
But now it's time for a dip
with Dr. Drip.
Aah!
Aah!
Captain Planet: Still
sucking up, eh, Dr. Blight?
Aah!
Got to stop it.
Can't let...crash.
Too much toxic still inside.
[ Coughs ]
Must regenerate.
The power is yours.
Blight: Zing, a ding, ding,
I've got the rings!
[ Laughing ]
Plunder:
Congratulations, Blight.
You, too, Greedly, old boy.
We've still got it.
With the planet
pests out of the way,
nothing can stop me from
becoming the next president.
Except for me.
Well, whichever of us
wins this election...
it'll beat the slop out
of some honest eco-ick
getting into the Oblong Office.
Too true.
But the power is mine.
* Zing, a ding, ding!
[ Laughs ]
Rigger:
And now it's mine.
Yip, yip, yip!
So...
Plunder, we did our part.
When you gonna take care
of that Jane Green candidate?
She's ahead in the polls.
Yeah, she's the only thing
standing between us
and a free ride
on Air Force One.
My running mates are on it.
Stay tuned for a news flash.
With Green out of the way,
I'm the red, white,
and blue shoo-in.
Dream on, Doctor.
My campaign commercials
are flooding the airwaves.
Ours, too.
Look, boss,
it's you and Honest Abe.
Ask not what I can do
for your country.
Ask what I can do for you.
Tell 'em, Mr. Rigger.
Oops.
Uh, so,
vote the Demagogue ticket.
Yip, yip, yip!
More like Dema-hog.
Vote the Plunder Pinehead's
Repulsican party ticket
so these kids
can grow up filthy rich.
I believe in big tax breaks.
The bigger the income,
the bigger the break.
No matter how you got it,
you shouldn't have to share it.
Nobody's naive enough
to elect any of you.
Now, now, now, now.
Be sweet, Bitsy, dear.
My own daughter turning on me.
How could I have
raised an eco freak?
Why did I let you hack
into MAL's memory bank
and study the planet pains?
It's all your fault!
You ruined her!
Aah!
Don't blame Uncle MAL.
It's not his fault
I'm voting for Jane Green.
Only if she's still
in the running.
Now get lost, everyone.
Mr. Malcontent and I
need to strategize.
I thought those lame duck losers
would never leave.
Call me fragged,
but I don't believe
for one millisecond that
you'd let one of those
twits win the election.
Right you are,
compu-sir.
Voilà!
If by some quirk
I don't win,
I'll simply go back
in my latest time machine
and stuff the ballot boxes.
Just think, I'll be the first
A.I.V.P. --
Artificially Intelligent
Vice President.
[ Scoffs ]
Are you kidding?
There's a long history
of artificial intelligence
in office.
MAL, baby, with the planet
pests under wraps,
we're headed straight
for the Blight House.
[ Blight and MAL laughing ]
Locate Planeteers.
Enter.
Bitsy, Bitsy, Bitsy.
Hacking into my hard
drive is a no-no.
We've discussed this
ad nauseam.
But Uncle MAL-icans,
you're the only one
who can help me.
My hero.
You're the apple
of my icon.
However, helping you
would be political suicide.
But don't worry, I won't leak
the story to your mother.
Mwah!
Bye, Bits.
There's got to be a way!
I wonder.
There's something
familiar about this scene.
Go, Planet!
She's really melting
down my patience.
Stand still, blue-fus!
-Planeteers!
-Who is that?
Got me, but she's sure
a babester.
I know this is gonna
sound crazy,
but I've come to the past
to help you rescue yourselves.
In the future, that is.
You are right.
That sounds crazy.
Look, I can explain.
I can prove I'm from the future
by telling you
what's gonna happen next.
First, Mom's gonna do
a figure eight around Cap.
Then Cap's gonna say...
Both: Next time, let me know
when you're gonna buzz by.
Now, Cap's gonna blow Mom
away with a lightning bolt.
But of course he'll save her.
Incredible.
She is either from
the future or psychic.
We're running out
of time, Planeteers.
You've got to believe me.
How can we trust
an offspring of Blight's?
It could be a trap.
Maybe, but at least
I'll get to see
how cute you
turned out, blondie.
It's now or never!
Please!
Let's go for it.
Later, Planeteers.
The power is yours!
Ma-Ti, our powers!
**
Well, Gi, it looks
like our powers
are a thing of the past.
Put these on in case
someone comes in.
Gross!
I can't wear this.
No offense, but I'm
turning mine inside out.
Hey, I understand.
But if you think
that's scary,
check out the campaign promises.
Vote for me on
the Co-Dependent ticket,
and live better
through chemistry.
We bring dead things to life.
And vice versa!
Blight's still
an environmental disaster.
I've told Mom a thousand times,
balloon releases kill animals.
How did Blight manage
to do all of this?
With enough ill-gotten gains,
anyone can run for office.
Wait, what's this.
Fellow citizens,
regretfully,
I have decided to withdraw
from the race for president.
In a startling development,
leading candidate Jane Green
dropped out of the race.
No one can locate
Miss Green for comment.
She's probably been kidnapped
like you guys.
I mean the future you guys.
Green was the only one who could
beat Mom and the others.
We could still trounce them.
We can't.
We don't know where
they're hiding Green
and the future Planeteers.
And if we tip our hand,
they may do something
drastic to Green and...
us.
Oh, this is too confusing.
We can't even summon Cap because
we don't have all our powers.
Blight:
I don't care what you say,
my trickle-down
pollution platform is a winner!
Quick, act like,
uh, campaigners.
Bitsy?
What are you up to?
With Jane Green
out of the race,
I decided to campaign
for you, Mom.
My friends are gonna help, too.
I knew you'd come around,
my itsy Bitsy.
I'm gonna Ralph.
Here you go, future V.P.-elect.
Kids to help with your V.P.
lackey work.
Something familiar about
these guys, yip, yip.
Then again, my memory
isn't what it used to be.
Hey, boss, don't
they look familiar?
I don't have time
to play games.
I've got to prepare
for the great debate.
I need makeup. 'Cause --
[ Belches ]
Image is everything.
Come on, campaign kiddies.
You're gonna help
the big boss get elected.
We've got to
find ourselves,
'cause our future's fading fast.
No Planeteer leads
in Plunder's office.
Check out this
dung-slinging debate.
And your stance on illegal
immigrants, Mr. Plunder?
Why not just ask Dr. Blight?
She's got one
for a running mate.
Seriously, does
anyone really know
where that MAL thing is from?
Oh, listen to Mr. Plunderful.
He invented the L&R scandal --
loan and repo.
I am not a crook.
Heaven help us if they're
ever running the country.
Mr. Plunder, is it true
you're lining
your pockets with money
from special interest groups?
Why are you picking on me?
Greedly is the one taking
millions from fast food
and candy companies,
not to mention a lifetime
supply of party snacks.
Not one dime
or one doughnut.
[ Laughing ]
Oops.
Dr. Blight, is it true
you want to turn
national parks
into landfills?
Well, yes.
But let's not skirt
the real issue here.
Ma-Ti: A vote for Greedly,
Blight, or Plunder
is a vote
against our planet!
Have you considered
a write-in vote
instead of the three...
candidates?
Nah, it's not even worth
voting with Jane Green out.
But Daddy, you have to vote.
Listen to your daughter.
Your vote is your voice
in how the country's run.
See, Daddy?
You're right, honey.
I will vote.
Wheeler, how can you eat
while the rest of us
are working?
I'm working, too.
Rigger sent me to fetch
six food orders,
and I may have
discovered my newest
all-time favorite burger.
A double-double bacon,
peanut butter,
and banana cheeseburger.
With extra ketchup.
Disgusting!
Only you could eat that.
If only Wheeler can eat that...
Where are you supposed
to deliver the food?
The Water Debate Hotel.
Penthouse.
Let's go.
Hey, I won't mind
if I eat my own burger, will I?
[ Knocking at door ]
Hey!
Coming!
You deserve a break-in today.
Wow!
It's us to the rescue.
I can't believe my eyes.
That's it!
Geo jerks!
Aw, two sets of geo jerks.
You!
I am so tall!
That's right, kid.
Not only is
a growth spurt coming,
but you'll learn to contract.
Wow.
Bitsy.
What?!
You've been playing with
the time machine.
Oh, great.
More planet pests.
Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi.
This is not good, Bitsy.
Uncle MAL,
I couldn't sit by
while Mom destroyed
the planet.
You don't understand.
Plunder's rigged the hotel
to explode right
after the election.
Say what?!
Oh, my.
It looks like I'll have to blow
this joint a little early
since I'm not about
to blow the election.
But this hotel belongs to
Mr. Greedly!
An added perk.
In five minutes,
all the eco nuisances
and plain Jane Green
will be political history.
Run, Bitsy! Run!
Too late!
Oh, no!
Well, I'm off to make
my acceptance speech.
Time for a team beam.
No rings.
Two of our powers
stayed in the past.
Hey, I got four planet rings.
Will that help?
Yeah.
Hey, mine's not here.
But mine is!
Let our powers...
You go.
No, please, you.
Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Fire!
You go, for old time's sake.
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
Both: We're two, two,
two Caps in one.
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
Time to crash this
political party.
Cap, you've got
to find Jane Green.
And we don't know
what room the bomb's in.
Hate to eavesdrop,
but there are lives at stake.
The following may
contain adult material.
Childish discretion is advised.
Yip, yip, yip!
Go, Planet!
[ Crashing ]
Looks like the father
of the bribe.
These guerillas
won't be "mist."
Aah!
Whoa, that's what I call
a dynamite
campaign position.
Come on, Miss Green.
We're gonna blow
this scandal wide open.
Mario Andretti, move over!
We've got to get
to the convention center
before all votes are in,
or one of the terrible troika
will be a superpower.
Don't sweat it.
It'll be hours before
all the returns are in.
Hate to burst
your bubble, double,
but nowadays, all voting
is done by computer.
The polls just closed,
meaning the winner
will be announced
in a matter of minutes.
[ Honking ]
Great, we've got company.
Plunder's pathetic Pineheads.
Aah!
Hang on!
I can't ditch him.
Perhaps a road block
would help.
Shall we?
Both: Earth!
Whoa!
Nice work, Kwames.
Now, let's see where
the election stands.
The computers are tallying
the electronic vote.
Let's go!
Hurry!
Ladies and gentlemen,
the results are in.
At 5% of the vote,
Looten Plunder.
Peasants!
With 3% of the vote,
Hoggish Greedly.
This election's fixed!
And with 80% of the vote,
Dr. Blight.
I won!
I won!
Start playing
"Hail to the Thief" --
I mean "Chief," boys.
[ Jeering ]
Bitsy: I can't believe
my mom is President.
What a travesty.
Excuse me,
a correction.
Dr. Blight has 18% --
I repeat,
18% of the vote.
Impossible!
What happened to the other
74% of the vote?
74% of the voters wrote in
"None of the above."
It appears that we're in
for a new election.
I demand a recount!
[ Crowd jeering ]
The vote's in, people,
and you proved the power
really is yours!
[ Cheering ]
As for you...
What?
What?
Whaaa!
It seems folks have had enough
of your dirty politics.
You may be blue,
Captain Planet,
but you'd make a truly
Green running mate.
Even Uncle MAL
is coming around
to our way of thinking.
He's actually agreed
to help me work on Mom.
Isn't that right, Uncle MAL?
Hey, I never had
anyone in my life
to leave a better future to.
Bitsy's got her Uncle MAL
wrapped around her finger.
I'll say.
The way he dotes on her,
you'd think he was her dad.
All: Nah.
It is time for us
to get back to where,
or rather, when,
we belong.
I want to thank you
for all you've done,
and for all you're still doing.
Here's your ring, Wheeler.
Mom won't be needing it.
I'll sure miss you, Bitsy.
It'd be nice
to get to know you better.
It would never work, Wheeler?
Why not?
You're too old for me.
What?!
As in, she's not even
born yet in our time.
But I'll never forget that kiss.
What kiss?
This one.
Mwah!
Oh, boy!
That's the best
kiss-off I've ever had.
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!
**