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EPISODE 7 THE MINUSCULE 7
All right, boys, tomorrow's the big game.
We're a cinch to win.
And once we do, it's on to the international semifinals in Japan,
and then the world basketball championship in Bulgravia.
Get a good night's sleep.
Room service.
Room service?
There must be some mistake.
I didn't...
Oh, well.
I can always save it for breakfast.
Alright you guys, we've got a big job to do.
Thugsy, Mugsy, you two take care of the coach.
Uh, right, boss.
Lefty, Righty, give him a hand with the meatball.
Sure thing, boss.
Okay, Sleazy, let him have it.
Hey, what's going on?
Quick, shut him up.
What's that?
Nice work, boys.
That super spaghetti should hold him for hours.
Come on, it's time we took care of the rest of the team.
I done the last one, boss.
These super sleep fumes will keep him sleepy for a month.
Excellent.
They may be the favorites, but they'll be surprised
when they lose tomorrow night's game to us, the Minuscule 7.
Oh, it's sure is nice just to be able to sit under the sun and relax.
Especially with you, Plas.
Yeap.
There's nothing like a day at the beach to give my plastic a nice tan.
That sun can lotion gets more attention than I do.
Plas ! Penny !
Look at me !
Pretty good, huh ?
Leap and lagoons !
A tidal wave !
Sorry, Plas. I guess I'll always be a bad luck jinx.
Oh, that's okay, Hula-Hula.
It could have been worse.
Before the day's over, I'm sure it will be.
It's the Chief.
I hope I'm not interrupting anything important.
Oh, no, we just...
Sure you were.
No, before we waste any more time,
there's a basketball game in progress at the Metropolitan Sports Arena.
The Minuscule 7 have entered the play-offs and insist they're going to win the championship.
Those little hoodlums must be up to something big.
Find out what and stop them.
Anything you say, Chief.
While I stretch to the highest mountain,
I'll expend across the widest ocean.
I'm...
Never mind that. Just get the Minuscule 7.
Oh, sure, Cheif.
We'll have the case wrap up before the tide rose in.
Sometimes I wonder why I ever got into this business.
Ladies and gentlemen, the second half is about to get underway.
It's been an incredible game so far.
The Minuscule 7 have played tremendously against the greatest odds
and are in the lead 118 to 12.
What's the matter with you guys?
You're playing like you're asleep on your feet.
We've got to win this one.
Nice work, boys.
So far, our little scheme is working perfectly.
Now go in there and show them mugs who's boss.
- Right, boss. - Ok, boss.
All right, the second half will start with a jump ball.
Minuscule 7 take charge again with a fantastic flying offensive.
Lefty and Righty have the ball and they're double dribbling.
The USA team can't even touch the ball and the Minuscule 7 scores again.
I can't believe it.
Those little guys are whooping the pants off that other team.
Yeah, with bad luck like that, you'd think they had you on their team.
While they're busy on the court, we can do some snooping in the locker room.
Come on.
Look, up in the stands.
What is it, boss? A bird?
- No. - A plane?
No, you fool. It's Plastic Man.
He must be on to us. Take care of him.
Right, boss.
Oh, there must be 50 lockers.
Where do we start looking?
Don't worry, Penny.
My family has been gifted with psychic powers since the days of Kamehameha the 1st.
Aha! We'll find all the answers we need in here.
It looks like the only thing you inherited was psychic bad luck.
Wait a minute. What's that?
Great Mother of Maui!
They must be the Minuscule 7's lockers.
I better stretch down and have a look-see.
Hmm. A magazine.
World's richest raja wants to buy basketball team.
Maybe that's what they're up to.
Selling the Minuscule team to the raja.
No, Penny. That's too honest.
Plastic Man, look out!
I have a sneaking suspicion someone up on the roof is trying to stop us.
There he is! And he looks awfully minuscule to me.
Rat ! Lost him !
And that's the end of the game !
The Miniscule 7 are the winners with a score of 288 to 20.
We did it, boss. We creamed that team.
Now, all we got to do is cream the next one.
Wrong, Thugsy.
The next thing we got to do is put an end to Plastic Man snooping, for good.
Darn it, Plastic Man !
Why don't we just arrest those little rascals ?
Because we've only got the goods on one of them.
I want to get the goods on all of them.
Besides, that's what the Chief would like.
I'll get it !
Sorry. With your luck, it'll be a collect call from Afghanistan.
Hello.
There's little time, Plastic Man.
If you want to find out what the Miniscule 7 are up to,
meet me at the seaside candy factory at midnight.
This is where the strange voice told us to meet him.
We'd better check inside.
Right, Plas. I'll go first and check for booby traps.
On second thought, I think we'd be safer with the booby traps.
You stand guard out here, Hula-Hula. Plas and I will take a look inside.
Who knows? We might find some kisses in the dark.
Ah, well, I guess they're right. I can't cause any problems out here.
That's funny. There seems to be no one here.
I think I'll take a closer look.
Hmm, there's nothing here.
Nothing here either.
Discover anything?
Yeah. I think I like jelly beans better than chocolate.
It's time we put an end to that flexible fool once and for all.
What's that?
Plas, help !
Alright, Bugsey, start up the taffy pulling machine.
Right, boss.
Gee, maybe I should check to see if Plas and Penny are all right.
Nope, I'd just jinx them and probably cause another catastrophe.
Now that Plastic Man's been taken care of,
nothing can stop us from winning the semi-finals.
That's right, Sleazy.
Then the rest of our sinister scheme will be a snap.
Let's go.
I have to get out of here before I become Taffy Man.
And that's not the worst of it.
I'm about to become bite-size.
This machine has got me so tangled I can't stretch myself free.
Now, where is Hula-Hula when I need him?
Gosh, they've been in there an awful long time.
I think I'll go in and see if...
No, I'm sure they're fine.
No sense in creating a problem when there isn't one.
I've only got seconds left.
Well, it looks like you've got yourself into another fine mess.
Oh, hi, Chief.
Uh, it's no big problem.
It better not be.
The Minuscule 7 are scheduled to play in the basketball semifinals in Japan.
Find out what they're up to or I'll have you pulled off this case.
It's good to know the Chief still has confidence in me.
I've got to think fast.
That bubble gum may be my ticket out of here.
Fearless.
That did it. I'm free! Now to free Penny!
Penny, are you alright ?
Anytime you rescue me I am.
- Hula-Hula ! - Hi, Plas !
I did good, huh ?
I stayed outside and i protected you from by bad luck.
I guess I spoked to soon.
Forget it.
The Minuscule 7 are headed for Japan, so let's get moving.
So far everything's going like clockwork, boss.
That's right.
And after we beat the Japanese team, it's on to Bulgravia.
And a prize a thousand times more valuable than that stupid basketball championship.
Good flying, Penny.
We made it to Tokyo Airport in record time.
And there's the Minuscule 7.
All right, driver, step on it.
Come on, we've got to follow them.
Hop in.
Pull over at the Bulgravian Embassy, driver. I've got a little job for you.
They've stopped at the Bulgravian Embassy. Hurry!
Yes ?
I have an important package for the Bulgravian minister.
I'll see that he gets it.
Whatever the Minuscule 7 are up to,
it must have something to do with the Bulgravians.
Good guess, Penny. Now we've got to get inside unnoticed.
We made it, boss.
Right. Now all we have to do is photograph the secret map of the Bulgravian capital.
Glue it!
Got it, boss.
Good. With a picture of that map, we'll soon be the richest men in the world.
Someone's coming, boss.
Quick, hide in that trash can.
This cleaning crew disguise got us right past the guards.
Keep your eyes open, Penny. Those mini gangsters could be anywhere.
Don't worry, Plas.
If they're anywhere around here, old Hula-Hula will find them.
I wonder what's in here.
Nothing.
Gee, boss, I thought we was had.
Yeah, that Hawaiian guy brought us good luck. Now let's get out of here.
Plas, what's this?
It's a map of the Bulgravian capital. It shows the secret roads and guard outposts
that lead to the Royal Arena, the Royal Crown Jewels, and the Royal Oil Refineries.
Leaping lava!
The Bulgravian Royal Arena is where the World Basketball Championships are being held.
That means the Minuscule 7 are really after the Crown Jewels or the Royal Oil.
Could be. And with Bulgravia's tight security,
the only way they can get into the country is by winning tonight's game
and going to Bulgravia for the finals.
But playing basketball is perfectly legal. There's no way we can stop them.
Oh, yes, there is, Hula-Hula.
We've got to make sure they lose tonight's game.
And your old plastic pal here knows just how to do it.
Ladies and gentlemen, the World Semifinals are about to begin.
And once again, the Minuscule 7 are the overwhelming underdogs.
Thanks to our super sleep fumes,
those Japanese players won't play any better than the US team did.
Just a moment. We have a last minute replacement for the Japanese team.
Substituting for number five is Plastic Man.
Plastic Man ?
Why that no good...
Hey, I think he wants us to lose this game so we can't get into Bulgravia.
Oh, yeah? Well, we'll just see who's gonna be the loser.
The referee tosses up the ball to start the game,
and Plastic Man makes a phenomenal slap shot
to begin the Japanese offensive with two points.
Sorry, little fellas, but you're not gonna win this game.
That's what you think, rubber brain.
It looks like the minuscule seven have tied the score.
No, Plastic Man's made an entire block and scores two more points for the Japanese team.
Atta boy, Plas !
Yay, give it to those itty bitty bad guys.
Now to show them the old screwball.
Plastic Man dribbles down the court and stops it in for another two.
And another two.
And another two.
And another two.
It's our out.
Now it's our chance to switch the real ball for the heat ball.
Here, Plas, catch.
Uh-oh, something looks fishy about this ball.
It's melting me.
Oh no, Plastic Man's melting into a plastic puddle.
Hey, you're stepping on my nose.
We'll take that.
With only seconds left,
the Minuscule 7 are climbing up points.
And they win the game by one point.
Well, Plastic Sap,
it looks like Minuscule 7 turned out to be bigger than you after all.
And after tomorrow night's game,
we'll celebrate with a royal party.
Plas, pull yourself together.
Oh no ! He's finished !
I just need a little time to curl off and harden.
We'll be arriving in Bulgravia any minute, Plas.
We still don't know what they're after.
I do. That Minuscule boss bragged that after tonight's game
they were gonna have a royal party.
And whose picture was on the magazine we found in the Minuscule 7's locker ?
- The Royal Raja ! - The Royal Raja !
Let's hope we make it before the game is over.
And the game is over.
And with the score of 408 to nothing, the Minuscule 7 have lost.
No, we've won!
Guard !
All set, Boss.
Good work, Bugsy.
All right, you guys, pull him away.
Now, once we get the Raja out of the country,
we can ransom him for millions.
Someone's coming. Quick!
We've got to find the Raja.
We've got to find the Raja before the Minuscule 7 get him.
Raja!
Welcome to my palace, Plastic Man.
I'm sorry, Your Highness.
Uh, we thought...
Well, I mean, I thought...
What he's trying to say is,
we thought you were in terrible danger.
Nonsense. I am perfectly fine.
My belly scars can handle any emergency.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to get some rest.
Just a minute.
Didn't you notice anything funny about the Raja?
Yeah. He was wearing an old beach towel on his head.
No, that was a turban.
He was wearing his sunglasses in the dark.
He's gone !
The Minuscule 7's got him.
We've got to hurry.
Quick! We'll take the plastic car.
Jumpin' Mechathamianuts!
We've lost them!
We'll check that guard post up ahead.
We're looking for a tiny car towing a man on a mattress.
Have you seen them?
They went that way.
Thanks.
They must be around the next bend.
- Plas ! - Plas !
- Look out! - Look out!
They gaining on us, boss.
We need more speed. Get rid of the Raja.
Oh no ! They cut the Raja loose.
Take the wheel, Penny. I'm going after him.
You're welcome.
I think we lost him, boss.
Good. As soon as we make it through that tunnel up ahead,
we'll be safely out of the country.
It is a pleasure to meet you, Plastic Man.
I wish I could have been there when you captured the Minuscule 7,
but I was sleeping like a baby all night.
Congratulations, Plastic Man.
I hear you stressed yourself to your limit to capture the Minuscule 7.
That's right, Chief.
You might say I used my head to wrap up this case.
No, I'd probably say it was your big mouth.
Well, you have to admit she's right.
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