Our world is in peril.
Gaia, the spirit of the Earth,
can no longer stand the terrible destruction
plaguing our planet.
She sends five magic rings to five special young people...
Kwame from Africa, with the power of Earth.
[ Sirens wailing ]
From North America... Wheeler, with the power of fire.
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From the Soviet Union... Linka, with the power of wind.
From Asia... Gi, with the power of water.
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And from South America... Ma-Ti, with the power of heart.
When the five powers combine,
they summon Earth's greatest champion...
Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
Captain Planet: The power is yours!
Stayed tuned, Planeteers. I'll be right back.
Gi: And now back to "Captain Planet".
[ Foghorn blows ]
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[ Water dripping ]
Ma-Ti: It had just rained,
and the city by the bay looked like the ring around a bathtub.
Maybe I never should have taken the caper.
Maybe I should have just clammed up
when that doll knocked on my door.
[ Knock on door ]
Instead, I said, "Come on in."
She was tall, dark, and semitransparent.
[ Panting ]
I'm desperate. I need your help, Ma-Ti.
The name is Raymond, doll... Dash Raymond.
Spirit of Earth to Ma-Ti. Hello?
Huh? Whoa!
Gaia!
Uh, I was just reading this mystery story.
Later, Ma-Ti.
We have a real mystery on PlanetVision.
You're reading another Dash Raymond book?
Ma-Ti, these things are 50 years old.
They're new to me.
I found something else new and very disturbing.
These people have come down with strange symptoms,
as if they had been poisoned by oil, nitrates, bacteria,
heavy metals, solvents, and pesticides
all at once.
Will they be all right?
I hope so, Kwame.
But how were they poisoned?
And who's doing it?
Your guess is as good as mine.
I want you to go to San Francisco and investigate.
San Francisco? Dash Raymond's city?
Gaia, I will take the cake!
[ Sighs ] I think he means he'll take the case.
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Linka: where do we begin looking?
Ma-Ti: Dash Raymond says always look for the guy with the motive.
And he would start by barbecuing some suspects.
You mean grilling suspects.
Oh, right. Grilling.
I think we should start with a pollution scan.
I agree.
No one ever listens to me.
Hey, there's something suspicious.
Look how green that one lawn is.
Of course!
Nitrates were one of the poisons,
and one major source of nitrates is inorganic fertilizer.
Sometimes in the detective game,
you have to play a hunch.
This one paid off... [ Doorbell rings ]
When she opened the door.
The blond dame was every inch a lady.
And she had a lot of inches.
Are you aware you are having a monkey on your back?
Nobody's perfect, sister.
For instance, you have a nice setup here,
but something smells wrong to me.
Fertilizer.
Huh?
Fertilizer.
Inorganic fertilizer.
You are standing in it!
Do you not smell that chemical odor?
This is bad.
When it rains, excess nitrates will run off this lawn.
Then I have solved the case.
Whoever owns this house is the poisoner.
They are going to take the fall.
[ Groaning ]
I didn't mean literally!
Wind!
[ Groans ]
All right. Let's lay her down easy.
Oh!
Another poisoning victim.
I'll call the paramedics.
Oh!
Well, I guess someone else could be the guilty party.
Wow! I wonder how he figured that out.
Oh!
Everything will be all right.
Oh!
A clue!
Lady, who gave you this?
Oh! Mr. S...
Aah!
Mr. S?
Gi: I hope she'll be all right.
[ Engine starts, siren wails ] She had the same symptoms
as the others.
We should check the nearest factories.
But I have the solution.
This Mr. S silenced that lady.
The bib is his warning.
He's telling her to lobster up.
Oh, come on. Ma-Ti.
Great theory, Ma-Ti,
except the expression is "clam up."
Oh. Right. [ Chuckles ] Clam up.
I knew it was some kind of shellfish.
I'll make those planet snoops clam up permanently!
[ Bell dings ]
Wait for me!
[ Panting ]
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The Russian blond steered me to an address in Chinatown,
but I had my doubts.
Then she showed up.
[ Monkey chitters ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
Is there some problem?
Tiny here does not think we meet the club's dress code.
I told him my pal is wearing a monkey suit.
[ Chuckles ] You sound like a guy who likes action.
Why don't you come on in and see some real fireworks?
Fireworks?
That's what it says... Sung Fireworks Factory.
And over there is a gas station, a dry cleaner,
a photo lab, and a metal plating shop.
All of them potential pollution sources.
Well, let us start with the fireworks factory.
Skumm: And that's where you'll finish, too.
Wheeler: Well, you're obviously not the problem, Mr. Sung.
Thanks for the tour.
My pleasure, Wheeler.
As a businessman, I consider proper waste disposal
a necessary expense.
But some in this town do not share my concern.
They pour untreated wastes down the drain,
like oil...
or dry-cleaning solvents
or photographic chemicals...
or industrial acids.
I would no more do that than allow a fire hazard in here.
Well, excuse me, Mr. Safety.
Maybe you should lighten up.
Hey, who is that?
[ Fireworks popping ]
Hit the deck!
[ Popping continues ]
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What is going on?
A combination of Chinese New Year and the Fourth of July.
[ Monkey screeches ]
[ Popping continues ]
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We have a definite fire hazard now!
[ Coughs ]
Oh, what would Dash Raymond do in a fix like this?
Ah, I remember.
In the first chapter,
Dash called on a sergeant he knew on the force.
Well, we can call on a captain with plenty of force.
Yes. Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
All: Go, Planet!
Whoa!
I've always had a burning desire to see San Francisco,
but not like this.
Now, there's one tourist spot I have to take in.
Don't worry, folks. I'll bring it back.
I've got a scoop for whoever started that fire.
I'm going to dampen their enthusiasm.
[ Inhales sharply ]
[ Blowing ]
[ Siren wails, tires squeal ]
[ Radio chatter ]
Huh?
Hey, thanks for the use of your tower.
It was a monumental help.
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The fire started here, right behind Ma-Ti.
Didn't you see anything, Ma-Ti?
Not really.
Ma-Ti, a detective must be aware of what is going on around him.
But I am.
Look at these. One match gone.
Which means Mr. Sung must be Mr. S.
Oh. My stomach.
[ Body thuds ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Sighs ] Okay, scratch another suspect.
I wish I could help out on this. [ Siren wails ]
But I'm a just superhero. Ha! I'm no detective.
Neither is Ma-Ti.
[ Screeches ]
Give him another chance.
The power is yours!
[ Bell dings ]
Something about this case stank.
What was I sticking my nose into?
Skumm: Now I turn this cable car
into a one-way roller coaster.
[ Steam hissing ]
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We are going fast a little fast, nyet?
Nah. So far, I've only got my arm around you.
I mean the cable car.
Yeah, you're right.
Hey, brakeman, what gives?
The brake, that's what.
[ Traffic light dings ]
[ Horn blares ]
Ma-Ti: Do not lose heart. The Planeteers will return.
Linka: And now, back to "Captain Planet".
Aah! Look out for that truck!
[ Horn blares, tires squeal ]
[ Bell dings ]
Can't we tighten the clamp?
I guess I don't know my own strength.
What do we do? We are off the cable! Aah!
Try the networks?
Together: Wheeler!
We need Captain Planet again.
Let our powers combine.
Earth!
Wheeler: Fire!
Linka: Wind!
Gi: Water!
I said water.
Water!
Ma-Ti!
The old crate was doing 60,
but someone was still on my tail.
Maybe it wad the someone who had made all those witnesses
oyster up on me.
I mean clam up on me.
[ Tires squeal ]
I keep pretty fast company,
but this was getting ridiculous.
And then I knew what it was that I smelled before.
It was acid.
Someone was trying to stop me
by making it impossible to for me stop!
And now he wanted to play bumper cars.
Take some friendly advice, gumshoe...
Stay off this case!
Sorry. Not interested.
Then I will have to make you.
Pay attention, Ma-Ti!
Aah!
We need to call Captain Planet.
No time, Kwame.
Gi and I will turn us onto a side street.
Fire!
Water!
Yeah! We did it!
Oh, no! This street is Lombard Street.
Earth!
I hope I did not shake you up too badly.
I've felt worse.
Someone poured acid on the control levers.
I knew I smelled acid.
Then why did you not tell us?
But now I know our so-called brakeman is really Mr. S.
And in this carton is the acid.
It looks like leftover fried clams.
Oh!
[ Sighs ] I'll call the paramedics.
They know me by now.
These clues must add up to something, Suchi.
It's no use, Kwame. We've been all over town.
Nobody knows about those pollutants or this Mr. S.
Skumm: [ Whistles ]
That mime, he looks familiar.
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What's he trying to say?
Now he's switching to charades.
Okay, first word.
Sounds like horror, terror?
Fear!
What rhymes with fear?
Um, dear.
Gear?
Clear?
Spear?
Gi: Here? Tear?
Linka: Near? Um, cheer?
Wheeler: Uh, rear?
Sneer?
S-Steer?
Uh, lear!
No, you pea brains! Pier. Pier!
Hey, mimes aren't supposed to talk.
I know, but I've only got till midnight.
If you want to know who this Mr. S is,
meet me then at Fisherman's Wharf, pier 13.
[ Chuckles ]
A meeting on a pier at midnight!
Dash Raymond says walking into a setup like that
is for lollipops.
You mean for suckers.
Ma-Ti, your amateur detective act
is slowing us down.
It'd be better if you just wait here for us.
Well, if that's how you all feel, all right.
We will be back in a few hours.
Even my pal on the force wanted me off this case.
I was about as popular as stomach flu.
Say, listen, you. This is a police matter.
Don't monkey around in it.
That goes double for you, cheetah.
[ Monkey chitters ]
Pbht!
You're not giving up, are you, kid?
The thought crossed my mind.
Don't be a sap.
You have the clues. Just put them together.
And if you need me, all you have to do is ring.
Yeah, ring.
Wait a sec!
The leftovers, the bib, the matches...
All of them are things you get in a seafood restaurant.
The sinking ship. Pier 13!
Kwame: That storm-drain runoff is loaded with pollutants!
We must be close to solving this mystery.
[ Whistles ] Hey, come on in!
I saved a table for you in the back.
We don't have time for dinner.
Have some soup. Have some crackers.
Have something, then we'll talk.
All right, but let's move it!
[ All gasp ]
Hey! What is this?
Welcome, planet geeks,
to my restaurant, The Sinking Ship.
[ Laughs ]
We should have guessed.
Mr. S is Verminous Skumm!
You mean all those people got sick eating here?
Isn't it delicious?
I spread disease, and I rake in a lot of clams
before my customers clam up.
All our seafood is caught fresh
right under that storm drain
where shellfish soak up all the toxic gunk
you humans dump.
Now, our specials tonight are lobster nitrate
served with fertilizer runoff,
dry cleaning-style clam chowder...
You can't make us eat!
Crab cakes fried in 30 weight oil,
and oysters heavy metal in a pesticide sauce.
And for dessert, cherry ice cream.
Huh?
Oh, excuse me.
I mean cherrystone clam ice cream
with toxic Syrup.
Eat hearty!
No, Skumm! You eat!
Heart!
[ Skumm screams ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Grunting ]
Let our powers combine!
Earth!
Fire!
Wind!
Water!
Heart!
By your powers combined,
I am Captain Planet!
Planeteers: Go, Planet!
My friends gave this place a bad review, Skumm.
So I'm shutting you down.
I hate it when the riffraff discover a place.
You found us! Ma-Ti, I take it all back.
You're a great detective.
Get him!
Look out for that toxic stew, Cap!
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Oh, no! Abandon ship!
So Skumm and his rats fled from the sinking ship
like... well, rats from a sinking ship.
But it's not over yet, kid.
Sure, Skumm exploited bay pollution.
But everyone who untreated chemicals down the drain
is part of the big clam-up.
Then we will wake people up.
Kid, I think this is the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.
Planeteers: Go, Planet!
We all love to swim and fish and go boating.
So remember, the things that wash into our streets and gutters
end up in our lakes and oceans.
You can help stop runoff pollution
by using natural fertilizers.
Like grass clippings, manure, or mulch.
Never dump motor oil or other chemicals down sewer drains.
Recycle them instead.
And talk to your local authorities.
They should be able to tell you how safely to dispose of toxic chemicals.
The power is yours, kid.
Planeteers: We're back! Go, Planet!
Captain Planet: Every year, tons of toxic wastes are dumped
into rivers, lakes, and streams.
Much of it comes from people's homes.
So to clean up Earth's water, clean up your act.
Do not dump chlorine bleach, solvents,
and other toxic materials down your drain.
And keep things like motor oil and batteries out of your trash.
To find an appropriate site to dump these toxic materials,
contact your local sanitation department.
The power is yours!
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!
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