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Zulu
EPISODE 3 THE DAY THE OCEAN DISAPPEARED
Once more, my evil genius triumphs!
After I've vaporized and bottled the Gulf of Mexico,
I'll move on to the other seas and oceans!
I'll change the face of the world!
I've been wanting to see this movie for a long time.
Me too, Hula-Hula.
I hear the hero looks just like you, Plas.
Really?
The Chief.
There's trouble in the Mobile, Alabama harbor.
We don't have all the details, but we think Dr. Honctoff's behind it.
Honctoff? What's his twisted mind up to this time?
That's what I want you to find out. So get there fast.
You heard the Chief, team. Let's get to the Plastajet.
You should be able to see the harbor now, Plas.
I see it all right, Penny, and we've got bigger trouble than I expected.
Smoking volcanoes, Plas. The water, it's all gone.
Better set her down, Penny.
Plas, look!
The Gulf of Mexico, empty.
Plas, a note.
To whom it may concern, and it concerns everyone,
no power can withstand me. Signed, Dr. Honctoff.
What does he want?
What every tyrant wants, Penny. More than his fair share.
But let's get back to the Plastajet. I want to talk to the Chief.
The Gulf of Mexico, all mine.
But what next? The Caribbean? Or the Atlantic Ocean?
We'll let science decide.
Ah, the Caribbean, good.
And perhaps there I'll again meet my plastic nemesis.
I'll be ready for you, Plastic Man.
Oh, the Caribbean is such a lovely sea.
Yeah, we should be able to spot that mystery ship the Chief told us about pretty easily.
Look down there.
*** and pineapples ! A giant hydrofoil.
Hover over it, Penny. Hula-Hula and I'll go down and take a look.
Well, Dr. Honctoff, we meet again.
Ah, Plastic Man, I've been expecting you.
Expecting?
Of course.
After the disappearance of the Gulf of Mexico,
whom else could the world turn to for help?
Still, I'm curious.
How I made the water disappear ?
More or less.
You see that specially designed blast furnace there ?
Utilizing my unique secret fuel,
I'll be able to develop unbelievable pressures.
When our giant suction pumps, suck in the sea water,
it is immediately vaporized and compressed into this.
Soon, all the seas of the world will be neatly bottled here in my little laboratory.
As fiendish a plan as I've ever uncovered.
And unstoppable.
Not quite.
What?
My invisible force shield, Plastic Man.
You may be protected from me,
but without that special fuel, your diabolical dream is doomed.
And once I have this analyzed, your supplies will be cut off forever.
Bogus men, seize them!
After them!
Put this on.
Me?
They won't recognize you.
You've got to stay behind, Hula-Hula.
Find out how to foil Honctoff's force shield.
Then I can get to him.
You can count on me, Plas.
Bogus men!
You distract them.
I'll get this fuel back to the Plastajet.
It's plastic.
Plastic?
Our lab has analyzed it thoroughly.
Well, I've got a plan to stop him.
Only I'll have to know the location of the largest plastic factory in the country.
You'll have it by computer printout.
I just hope Hula-Hula's alright.
Don't worry, Penny.
In his disguise, he'll never be caught.
Me and my bad luck.
What... What are you gonna do with all these oceans once you've got them?
Why, put them in the desert, of course.
Countries will pay plenty for an ocean of their own.
But first, we must replenish our power source.
Bogus Men, there is a special assignment tonight.
I sure hope we get to the Plastics Factory on time.
Don't worry, Penny. My plastic plans seldom fail.
Well, we were in a moment too soon.
There'll be no more purloined plastics tonight.
They're getting away!
Relax, Penny.
We'll have the last laugh when Dr. Honctoff sees what's in those sacks.
But we're all tied up.
Then it's time for the old spaghetti bit.
Pretty nifty, Plas, but what about Hula-Hula?
As soon as he's discovered how to foil the Force Shield, he'll contact us.
Rocks! Worthless rocks!
It seems your plastic friend has tricked me.
It won't be the last time, either.
That acrylic fool will soon learn.
Plastic is as plastic does.
Plas, I hope you can hear me, because I don't have much time.
It's Hula-Hula!
Dr. Honctoff's ship is hidden in a secret grotto.
I'm going to leave the radio beam on so you can zero in on it.
Please help, Plas! Quick!
Full speed ahead and stay on the beam.
The signal's so loud, we must be almost on top of them.
Right on, Penny.
Look, unless I'm out of my plastic mind, that's the opening of a grotto down there.
Your dull friends are taking longer than I thought.
Wrong, Dr. Honctoff.
So, at last, you have fallen into my trap.
Trap?
Plas, I hope you can hear me.
You!
It wasn't me, Plas.
He just made it sound like me. Honest.
It's not your fault, Hula-Hula.
No, it's his fiendish mind.
Not fiendish, Plastic Man.
Brilliant!
Meaning?
Meaning, Plastic Man,
I must have a super source of plastic power.
The only source of super plastic power.
Plas!
He means you.
No way, Dr. Honctoff.
Yes, Plastic Man, my way.
I can't move. I'm helpless.
Bogus Men, place him on the conveyor.
Have they all gone?
I think so.
They're getting ready to vaporize the Pacific Ocean.
Can't you move at all, Plas?
No.Wait.
Yes, I think I can move the tip of my nose.
If you can guide me,
maybe I can stretch my nose to reach the turn-off switch.
Left a little.
Down a little.
Too much.
Up!
Down.
More.
Left.
Back.
That was close.
As soon as this ray wears off, I'll get us all out of here.
Well, we're safe.
But what about Dr. Honctoff?
I saved a little surprise for him.
I think the evil doctor is about to get a dose of his own medicine.
Plastic Man!
Plastic Man, stop!
Stop the water!
We'll never get out!
Well, Plas, Dr. Honctoff's in jail and everything's back to normal,
including the ocean.
Hey, guys, look what I found.
Hula-Hula, don't open that in here.
Why not? It's just a bottle of soda pop.
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