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[theme music]

♪ I gotcha with my winning smile ♪

♪ I'm a living lesson in flair and style ♪

♪ You just can't help but stare at my savoir-faire ♪

♪ I'm nouveau, Deco, Roman-Greco, Rococo ♪

♪ Barroco, be-bop, hip-hop, flip-flop ♪

♪ Somebody stop me ♪

♪ Pretty viridian faces like mine ♪

♪ Don't come a dime a dozen ♪

♪ I stand out of the crowd ♪

♪ Babe, when they made me, yeah, they broke the mold ♪

♪ Wholesome and kind, staid and refined ♪

♪ Totally out of my mind ♪

♪ Arch-villains and ne'er-do-wells ♪

♪ Had better learn to decorate prison cells ♪

♪ Green goes with anything if they ask, see ♪

♪ Well there's one last thing I gotta sing about ♪

♪ Open up wide and really shout ♪

♪ Oh! Look out ♪

♪ This is the Mask ♪♪

S-s-smokin'.

[instrumental music]

[birds chirping]

[engine rumbling]

[Stanley] 'Come on!'

City's going to heck in a handcart.

I mean, the taxes are up, the garbage is piled everywhere.

What? Are the garbage trucks on strike or something?

[male announcer] 'The election's only days away.'

'So, re-elect the man who put the fun back into Edge City.'

'Mayor Tilton.'

Yeah, what about putting the garbage back

in the garbage trucks?

Hand over your money, pal?

Okay, okay, just don't panic.

Stay calm.

Cash, credit cards, what's this?

Two hundred bucks for a dog license?

You believe that?

Highway robbery.

They're all crooks, them politicians.

- Yeah? The watch? - Hmmm? Yeah, sure thing.

I mean, how's a couple of honest guys like you and me

supposed to make a living?

[smirks]

- I tell ya. - Well, gotta run.

- Have a fluffy day. - Yeah, you too. Bye, now.

I've just been robbed at... g-gun point.

I could've been killed.

Police! Oh, officer, thank goodness you're here, because..

This your car?

Yeah, as a matter of fact it is.

But that's not what..

Here, I'm citin' you for an expired parking meter.

Expired? Well, excuse the heck out of me, sir.

That meter wasn't even there a minute ago.

As you can see, it's here now. Puttin' 'em in all over.

Mayor Tilton figures it's a good way to raise revenue.

Have a fluffy day.

[hissing]

[instrumental music]

Hmm, have a fluffy day. Oh, boy, this town is going to the dogs.

[growls]

Oh, I'm sorry, Milo. Nothing personal.

Can you believe they are charging $200

'to renew your dog license?'

[moans]

Oh, of course you're worth it, buddy. I'm not mad at you.

I'm mad at the city. Boy, am I?

I'll tell you one thing, if I were mayor

things would be different.

Yeah, right. Like I can ever be mayor.

But I can give them a piece of my mind.

With a little help.

[moans]

[rumbling]

Give a piece of my mind? Great idea.

Run for mayor, even better.

[laughs]

I'll do both.

Pong pong pong Tally-ho!

So, let us make an effort to stop dwelling on crime

and corruption.

After all, if the press stops writing about it

the public will stop reading about it.

Remember, fluffy begins up here.

And now, the unveiling ' of my new statue.

[gasping]

Speaking on behalf of all the pigeons in the city

I just wanna say, great statue.

Enough fluff, more rough, tough and buff.

Now, listen up, friends, 'cause this city's in trouble.

Trouble I say and trouble I see and why?

- Is it the crime? - Yes.

- No. Is it the pollution? - Yes.

Wrong again, now, ladies and suckas... I mean gentlemen

your trouble comes down to one word, parkin' meters.

- That's two words. - Hey, I'm talkin' here.

And what are we going to do about these parking meters?

Off with their heads, I say!

[cheering]

Thank you for that spontaneous outpour.

Glad you feel that way, because I've decided to throw my hat

into the ring and ta-da-da! Run for mayor.

[murmuring]

Look, up in the sky!

Vroom

[engine rumbling]

Yes, my friends, vote for me, the guy who invented

the Green Party.

In fact, I am the original party animal.

[braying]

[trumpeting]

Read my lips.

[crowd chanting] 'Mayor Mask! Mayor Mask!'

No new taxes.

If elected, I promise a chicken in every garage.

No, make that a water buffalo.

Yeah, yeah, but where do you stand on the toxic waste issue?

I love it! Toxic waste in every garage too.

[booing]

Ha ha ha!

Uh, just making sure you're listening.

Toxic waste, stinky. No good.

[cheering]

[instrumental music]

[snoring]

[woman on TV] 'And now the news.'

'The newest candidate to enter the mayoral race is, the Mask.'

He is? I mean, I am?

'The Mask has become an instant folk hero.'

'They're already comparing his parking meter speech'

'to the Gettysburg Address.'

[gasps]

It's on TV. It's got to be true.

Oh, this is terrible, Milo. This is terrible.

The Mask can't run this city.

He, he's got too many... weird ideas.

'Oh, no. Oh, no.'

'I can just see him turning city council meetings'

'into limbo parties and worse.'

Wait a minute.

You can't be mayor, if you're not around to be elected.

Milo, when I go to work this morning.

Milo, look at me.

Hide the mask somewhere I'll never find it, okay?

You gotta promise me that under no circumstances

no matter how much I beg or plead, you will not

'give me the mask, okay?'

[instrumental music]

You coming to the "Mask For Mayor" rally tonight?

They say the Mask is gonna be there.

Doubt that. I-I mean, I-I doubt that I can make it, Lizzie.

Okay. Your loss. See you tomorrow.

[engine rumbling]

It's about time you guys started picking up the trash, because..

What are you... come on.

If you'd be good enough to accompany us

the mayor would like to see you.

He, the may..

He would? Oh!

[dramatic music]

[door opens]

You wanted to see me, Mr. Mayor?

That's right.

I do want to see you... wearing concrete boots at the bottom

of the Edge City harbor.

If this is about that unpaid parking ticket..

Thud thud thud

[panting]

Oh, this is, this is too weird. What's got into Mayor Tilton?

Funny you should ask.

[screams]

Good evening, Mr. Ipkiss.

[dramatic music]

Well, where are you taking me?

[Pretorius] 'Basement level.'

[phone ringing]

I don't believe it.

[phone ringing]

You've moved your laboratory into City Hall?

I prefer to call it my campaign headquarters, Mr. Ipkiss.

Where does Tilton stand on term limits?

Uh, just a minute.

He's all for it.

Do we favor the new interstate highway project?

Uh, let me consult our policy book.

Okay, outlook is rosy.

You're..

Replacing Mayor Tilton? Yes.

Once re-elected, I will be the new mayor.

Which will give me the legal power to sell out.

Edge City to certain international corporations

who will then turn it into the world's largest depository

'of toxic waste.'

Observe.

[static]

'Even as we speak, hundreds of barges'

'of toxic waste are poised and ready.'

All they need is a signal from his honor, the mayor.

I can't believe that even you would endanger

the lives of every one in Edge City

for the sake of the almighty dollar.

Goodness, how crass you must think me?

I am not doing it for money. I'm doing it for science.

Have you any idea, how many sub-varities of toxic waste

there are?

Um, I kinda thought that toxic waste was toxic waste.

Let's have a demonstration for our unenlightened guest.

[dramatic music]

Never mind a science lesson.

What did you do with Mayor Tilton?

[music continues]

Smack.

- 'Hmm, goodie, visual aids.' - Mayor Tilton? You monster!

That's hamburger meat, you fool!

Uh... I knew that.

The real Tilton is healthy in captive.

Clank.

[Pretorius] 'It suits my purposes to keep him alive. For now.'

But back to my plan.

I want to study all toxic waste sub-varieties.

And learn to use them to alter life as we know it.

[Pretorius] 'Ultimately creating a mutant slave race'

'to serve me.'

[roaring]

[screaming]

[roaring]

Ah!

What a grand experiment we're about to undertake here

in Edge City?

Unfortunately, you won't be around to see it, Mr. Ipkiss.

I-I won't?

Not as you are, anyway.

You'll be my first human guinea pig

for toxic waste subvariety 57B.

You see, I must eliminate my competition.

I can't very well run the risk of your alter-ego, the Mask

winning the election.

But I don't want him to win either.

Really. Just ask me about the Limbo-parties.

I mean, this guy's a nut.

Come now, do you expect me to believe that, Mr. Ipkiss?

Now, prepare for mutation.

[instrumental music]

Smack [roaring]

plonk Get him, you fools!

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

[panting]

Thud.

Gotta get the mask.

Evening, ma'am.

Remember, the only thing better than Quilton

is a vote for Tilton.

Mayor Tilton, Mayor Tilton.

Debby Rich, TV News, Mayor Tilton.

How do you feel about the Mask running against you?

He can run, but he can't hide.

Well, there you have it. An enigmatic reply

from a very complex man.

Milo. Milo. Good boy. You gotta tell me where you hid the mask.

[whining]

I know, I know I told you not to. But this is different.

It's Pretorius. Please!

Tell me where the mask is.

I'm begging you. I'm pleading with you.

No matter how much I beg or plead

you'll not give me the mask. Okay?

Okay, fine. Fine. I'll find it myself.

Crash Ready or not, here I come.

C-c-come on.

If you were a dog, hiding...

Hey! That's an awful lot of food in Milo's bowl.

Crack.

Did you really think you could escape me, Mr. Ipkiss?

After all, you can't fight City Hall.

[screaming]

Tilton came this way. Maybe he'll give us a full interview.

Whoosh Interview? Why, I'd love to.

How about a little tango at ze Coco Bongo, n'est-ce pas?

[whining]

[instrumental music]

Ma'am, if you'll excuse me, I gotta deal with a dirty

low down varmint.

Who was that masked man?

Okay, you say you're the fastest mudslinger in town.

But I say you ain't.

Splash splash.

Want to play rough, Mr. Ipkiss?

How about a Celanese blowgun dart tipped with toxic waste

subvariety 86c?

Back at ya.

Clang

thud

[screaming]

Thud.

Come on, mayor. Stretch it off.

You ain't no match for rough, tough, and buff.

Ladies and gentlemen, you're seeing this live.

Candidate Mask caught in the act of giving a pasting

to an elected official.

And what do you have to say for yourself?

Whoops!

[dramatic music]

[male #1] 'They say that politics is a tough business.'

'Well, nobody knew just how tough, until last night'

'when our incumbent mayor was jolly stomped by the Mask.'

It's no surprise that the Mask is a vicious criminal.

If history has taught us anything

it's that people don't commit crimes, Masks do.

He's a liar and a fake. He's not Tilton.

He's a puppet candidate.

[dramatic music]

And ever since he attacked Mayor Tilton for the second time

'the Mask has been plummeting in the polls.'

'Pundits are now predicting a landslide for the incumbent... '

I thought the Mask as mayor would be bad news.

But this is worse.

Pretorius is gonna win and turn Edge City

into a toxic waste dump.

Right, Milo. As much as it makes my skin crawl

we have to get Mask back in this race.

But first, there's a matter of repairing his reputation.

And that's gonna take some team work.

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Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me.

Mask and Mayor Tilton have been out hitting

the campaign trail in a big way.

'And while Mayor Tilton has been out all day kissing babies'

'Mask was out kissing babes.'

Somebody stop me.

'And while Mayor Tilton was out pressing flesh..'

'the mask was pressing trousers.'

Smokin'!

[dramatic music]

'Later in the day, campaign manager Stanley Ipkiss'

'called a press conference'

'to offer an explanation of a recent scandal.'

Precisely so. You see, it only looked like

the Mask was attacking Tilton.

He was actually administering the Heimlich maneuver.

But isn't the Heimlich given from behind?

Ah... ah, usually, yes. Um... but this was the... reverse Heimlich

because Tilton was... choking on a piece of... upside down cake.

I'm standing here talking to a voter who has recently

changed her opinion of the Mask.

Mrs. Peeman, I understand you and the Mask

have had your differences.

Was it his stand on parking meters that turned you around?

No. I want a water buffalo in my garage, and I love to limbo.

Of course it was his stand on parking meters.

And what looked like a landslide for Mayor Tilton

'only a few days ago, is turning into a close race.'

Here it is, election day.

And as voter city ward flock to the polls.

'Mayor Tilton has decided to make'

'his campaign appearance down here at Edge City Harbor.'

And I hereby christen this ship, the SS Floating Banana.

[glass shattering]

Thank you. Thank you.

Election returns in yet?

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Yes, my fellow citizens.

I firmly believe that Edge Harbor is the key

to our future prosperity.

As a matter of fact, any time now

that future will come barging in.

And we'll return with our election day coverage in..

This just in.

According to WEDG TV's new computerized tabulation system

with 15 percent of the precincts reporting

'we can now declare a winner.'

'The Mask wins by one vote.'

Yes! Yes, Milo, the Mask is mayor.'

Milo, Milo, Milo.

Mayor Milo. Milo is the mayor too.

You're the first dog, Milo. Isn't that great? I'm mayor. I..

Which means the life of Stanley Ipkiss as he knows it

is about to come to a screeching halt.

But I can't think about that now.

But first, there's still a matter of a little..

Public unveiling.

What do you mean I lost?

I demand a recount.

I'd like to take this opportunity

to begin my term in office..

With a proverbial... bang!

[screaming]

Boom.

May have lost the election, but I'm still going through

with making Edge City Harbor the world's largest

'toxic waste dump.'

You see, I took backup measures

which my other half will now initiate by manually releasing

toxic ooze from the burst barge.

Unless I beat him to it, Brainpan.

[whistling]

[engine revving]

[coughing]

[theme music]

[music continues]

Need a little... help?

But first..

[music continues]

Splash How ironic?

Destroyed by the very toxic ooze

he was fighting so valiantly against.

[dramatic music]

[roaring]

No! Stand back!

Scared you, huh?

Okay. It's late in the game. We're down by two.

Only one thing to do!

'And it's gone.'

That head is heading non-stop to Hawaii.

Whoosh.

When you get to Hawaii, drop me a postcard.

Whoosh.

WEDG TV with another exclusive.

The real mayor has been found tied up in a lifeboat.

Mayor, how does it feel to have lost the election

by one vote?

I didn't. I never got to vote.

And I've still got five minutes till the polls close.

I voted for me.

Which means the Mayoral race is now actually a tie.

Don't be so sure. I was so busy being the Mask's..

Campaign manager, that I-I didn't get a chance

to vote either. So, here I go.

Vote for me. I'll give you anything. You name it.

With Pretorius out, I can rest easy

putting my vote for Tilton and end this.

Mayor Mask stuff.

But first..

Your Honor, did you say... anything?

Okay, what I think is a garbage.

[Mayor Tilton] 'Garbage off the streets.'

Dog license. Cut-rate.

Parking tickets fixed.

Limbo parties?

Well, yeah, that or a water buffalo in every...

Limbo parties. Deal.

Tilton gets my vote.

[crowd cheering]

You drive a hard bargain, mister.

[instrumental music]

It's my... civic duty.

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