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EPISODE 6 HUGEFOOT

There ! I see a spot.

A little more to the right.

You've got it now.

Maybe a bit too much to the right.

Welcome to the National Society of Inventors.

You two know what you're to do.

What are you? That was Plastic Man who just went inside.

So, not even the famous Plastic Man is going to stop me

from stealing the world's greatest invention.

The world's greatest invention. Well, at least the inventor's not modest.

Not when he is the one and only Professor Alexander Edison Corbett.

Just what is your invention, Professor?

Call it a crystal ball.

Looks like a square to me.

Let me demonstrate.

That's the Capital City Golf Tournament. What's so remarkable about that?

But Plast, the tournament isn't going to start until tomorrow.

Yeah, that means with that device you can see into the future.

Think of what it means.

I'm thinking of what harm it could do if it falls into the wrong hands,

which is why we're here to protect it.

There's no danger.

This convention center is too tightly guarded.

And even if someone were to break in, they'd never get out.

A computer alarm automatically shuts off all the elevators and locks all the exits.

Nothing can go wrong.

Hi, guys.

Wow, a man-made blackout.

Looks like trouble has arrived.

That flexible flatfoot has like melted potty against the world's greatest criminal genius,

who is also a college decafferin champion.

I'd better stay close to the professor's invention.

Going my way?

Put me down, you oversized ape!

I can't see a thing. I'd better clear the air.

Uh-oh. Both Penny and the professor's invention have been nabbed.

I'd better find them fast.

You reached the end of the land, big stuff.

You don't really think a little brick wall is going to stop Hugefoot.

No, I guess not.

In case Plastic Man tries to follow us.

My super sense tells me that the criminal escaped through here.

Going down.

Looks like I've been left with the short end of the rope.

We'll never get to the plastic jet in time to catch him.

Plastic Man, use my car.

Thanks.

Glad to help out.

Looks like your bad luck is holding.

Sorry about this. Our insurance will cover the damage.

It's no use. We've lost them.

It's the Chief.

Hi, Chief.

Any luck? Or do I have to ask?

We'll find Penny and the invention. Have we ever let you down?

I'm not even going to answer that one.

Well, you can't win them all.

But at least you ought to win one, once in a while.

I don't think the Chief is too pleased.

Suffering surfboards. We've got to get Penny back.

And my invention.

We'll do both.

How?

I don't know. But I'll think of something.

The bidding's already at $300 million, boss.

I knew that future-seeing invention was worth a fortune.

But, well, there's one little hitch.

Hitch? What hitch?

It seems some of the bidders want you to prove the invention works.

Proof? They want proof from Hugefoot?

I'll give them proof.

Anything yet?

That exotic perfume Penny is always wearing lingers around for weeks.

I'll pick up the scent soon.

Go away, dog.

Come, Matilda.

We'll find a nice dog for you to associate with.

That's it. I found the scent.

How are you going to prove the professor's invention works, boss?

Tonight, the Shah of Bangland is bringing $40 million in gold into the city.

And this device is going to tell us which airstrip the plane is landing at.

Westside Airport.

When the gold plane arrives, you two will be there to meet it.

The biggest gold robbery in history.

To be proof that this little gimmick works.

What about me?

Don't worry, we'll think of something.

Oh no!

What was that?

Help!

It's Penny.

Help!

This little old board won't hold me up for long.

Hang on, Penny.

Plas, you saved my life!

But we still haven't recovered the professor's invention.

Hugefoot has it,

and he intends to use it to steal the Sah of Bagland's secret gold shipment.

The device showed him where the Sah's plane is landing.

Hmm, as long as Hugefoot can see into the future, we'll never catch him.

Unless...

- Unless? - Unless?

Unless we can trick Hugefoot into thinking the device doesn't work.

How are we gonna do that?

Airport's this way.

That's brilliant, Plastic Man! The airplane will be at the right airport.

But those two goons will be at the wrong airport.

A stroke of genius, if I dare to say so myself.

But shouldn't we be going after those two?

No, we want their boss.

And as long as he has the future-seeing device, he'd see us coming.

But when his stooges come back empty-handed, he'll think it's busted.

So he'll capture the professor to fix it.

Only it won't be the professor.

Part one of Plas's plan worked. Now it's time for part two.

Sorry if my associates caused you any trouble, Professor Corbin.

Not as much trouble as I'm about to cause you.

Plastic Man!

It was a trap!

Obviously, you idiots!

You could make it easy on yourselves and surrender quietly.

I didn't think you would.

You'll never get me!

Hugefoot's getting away, but I'll get him!

I hope my pocket parachute works.

Sorry to drop in so unexpectedly.

You should do this for a living.

Anyone playing with fire needs to be cooled off.

Help!

This'll hold you until the police arrive.

I hate to say it, but you did a good job.

Hugefoot and his stooges are in jail where they belong,

and the professor has his invention back.

Well, Chief, all in a day's work.

Unfortunately, your superhero insurance rates

have also gone up, which will be deducted from your bonus

and your next three paychecks.

Well, we may not have money,

but I've got three tickets for the Capital City Golf Tournament.

No thanks.

But you and Plas love golf.

But we already saw the game on the professor's invention,

and we know how it's going to turn out.

Sometimes knowing the future in advance isn't a lot of fun.

You know, Hula-Hula, I think you're right.

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