♪ Gotta get up gotta go get up ♪ ♪ Hey hey hey hey hey ♪
♪ Here we go here we go hip ♪
♪ Here we go ♪
♪ Hey hey hey hey hey ♪ ♪ Get up ♪
♪ Gotta go ♪
♪ Hey hey hey hey hey ♪
I put a shock to your system!
Static Shock!
Mm!
Hey, youse gonna finish all that?
Didn't think so.
- 'Yo, Carmen Dillo.' - Huh?
The police have been looking for you, Carmen.
And not just 'cause of your bad table manners.
Whoa! Unh!
Aah. Phew. Huh?
He didn't even ask to be excused.
I don't get it. He's too big to hide and way too ugly.
Huh? Unh.
What's the matter, Static? Shell-shocked?
What's that, an earthquake?
Okay, not an earthquake.
Aah. Whoa!
Aah! It burns!
♪ Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey ♪
Sorry, blobby, no shell food for you.
Aah! Oof.
This is one fun city.
So what do you think it was, V? A Bang Baby?
Unh-unh. No way that thing was ever human.
I just hope I zapped it for keeps.
Uh, speaking of zaps, could you give me a hand, here?
Yeah, perfecto.
Just think, when we finish these
not only will we ace science lab
we will have our own crime-stopping walkie-talkies.
- You okay, Frieda? - No. Didn't you hear?
The school board just cut the journalism budget
by 40 percent.
- Oh, that's a lot of pencils. - Yeah.
But meanwhile, have they cut one single dime
out of the athletic department's budget?
- No? - No.
You know the part that really ticks me off?
Uh..
Mr. Chesterson, our faculty advisor.
I wrote this great editorial about the cutbacks.
- But he won't publish it. - Why?
Something about a libel suit and losing his job and stuff.
But that's not the point!
Whatever happened to freedom of speech?
We have to take action.
That's right, girl. Power to the people.
Yeah. We'll chain ourselves to our lockers.
We'll go on strike. Yeah.
- Strike, strike, strike! - Strike, strike, strike!
Virgil, you're a genius.
I am?
Hey, yo, we can test 'em outside.
I'll get my jacket.
Good luck.
Excuse me, Mr. Janus. Could I just, uh--
No, you cannot.
One of your grubby little classmates
spilled juice right here on this floor.
Ergo, I have declared this entire area off-limits.
Now, stand back. I have some serious sanitizing to do here.
Ugh, yo, dude. That stuff reeks.
Kinda like my sister's cooking.
Static to Richie. Static to Richie.
- You read me, bro? - 'Yeah, loud and clear.'
- 'Told you they'd work.' - 'What do we call these gizmo?'
How about Shock Box?
Shock box.
Yeah, I like it.
Yeah, thank you. Thank you very much.
Richie, it's Goopzilla again.
Ugh. And he's got the munchies.
Better lay off the beef.
It's gonna mess up your cholesterol.
Hey, man, that was an accident.
But this won't be.
Yeah, that's right. You better run.
Huh?
Oh, no, you don't.
Here's the scoop, Mr. Goop. You are mine
This better be good. I just set the land speed record
for eating chili fries.
- What up? - Peep this, Rich.
Ugh.
I figure we can stay after science lab tomorrow
and analyze it.
Yeah, sure. We'll put it under the microscope.
But, uh, why not now?
- School's closed, Rich. - Yeah, your point?
Uh, a little something called breaking and entering.
V, to make a superhero omelet, you gotta crack a few eggs.
Okay, let's do it. Come on.
- That was easy. - Yo, hold up.
The lock's taped open.
Like, who would want to be here after hours?
Oh. Never mind.
- You smell something? - Sorry. I told you I ate fast.
No, no, it smells like.. Mr. Janus!
What in the blue blazes?
Don't you know the school's closed?
Well, we were, uh, just leaving.
Yeah, we stayed too hate, 'cause, uh..
Geometry class was so interesting.
We hoped there was gonna be another one.
- Yeah, uh, bye. - Bye.
And no running, you hear?
I got wet floors all over the place.
What are you doing here?
I...asked you first.
It was her idea.
She taped the door.
- We are totally innocent. - You guys...
Ahem, V, the ing-thay in the ackpack-bay?
Right. Uh, we were never here.
Us, too. Come on.
So, what do you think she was doing here?
Probably planning to overthrow the school board.
You know how practical Frieda can be.
- You ready? - Show me the patient.
Easy, easy. Aah!
Get it off me! Get it off me!
- Uh, Virg.. - Hold still, Richie!
I got it! I got it!
It's got me! It's got me!
Don't move.
Well, now, that's disgusting.
But useful.
See? "Unauthorized edition."
This way, we get to say what we want
and Mr. Chesterson gets to keep his job.
It's perfect.
Now, everybody sign.
Mr. Janus is coming.
Don't tell me he locked the door!
- Okay, I won't tell you. - We're locked in!
I think we've established that.
Okay, all of the microorganisms
we're looking at can be found in any normal dirt.
Except, those guys in the photo just float around doing nothing.
While these guys move like Soul Train dancers.
Yeah, it's like they can think. But how?
They've been Big-Banged. That's how.
- You're kidding. - The nuclei.
They're the same color as the Big-Bang gas.
It must have seeped into the ground
turning the bacteria and stuff into meta-microbes.
Great. How do we stop it?
Uh-oh!
There!
- Aah! - Aah!
We gotta get it.
Happy crawling. Keep in touch.
Here, goopy, goopy, goopy.
Great.
Big-time superhero chases runaway sausage.
Something's moving.
Get off me! Get off!
Uh, Virgil?
'Virgil? We got a little problem out here.'
Virgil! No kidding, man!
'It's a major 9-1-1!'
Unh. I'm on it!
Use this paperclip. It's bigger.
Hold on. Almost there. Almost..
We're doomed! Totally doomed!
- Help! Mr. Janus! - Help! Help!
- Anybody, help! - Help! Somebody help!
- Anybody, open the door! - Please!
Stop it! We could get in a lot of trouble.
4-1-1. We're already dead.
Aah! Unh.
Well, that's one way out.
Virgil, what were you doing up there?
Up there? You mean, the ceiling?
Uh, there was this frog from biology class, see?
Hopped into the air duct, I went after it
and that's when I, uh, dropped in.
Well, gotta go.
- Unh! Unh! - It's locked.
We can't go anywhere.
Oh, boy! Not good. Not good!
- Aah! - 'Richie, it's me.'
Virgil, where are you?
Your giant dirtbag is heading for the school.
- I'm locked in a classroom. - So?
Rita and her journalism pals are here.
If I power up, I'm busted.
Hold steady! Unh! Unh!
I got an idea, V! Sit tight!
Make it fast, bro!
'Watch the nose!'
- 'You're tilting!' - 'No! No!'
That's gonna leave a mark!
Unh! Oof!
That tears it, you little urchin!
You're in trouble now!
Huh?
What in the name of heaven?
You don't want to know.
I just cleaned up there, you grimy glob!
Success!
Unh! Unh!
Hold it right there!
Now, I got ya!
Whoa Mabel!
It won't turn! It's jammed
Because of her paper clip!
Richie, try one more time and turn it hard. I'll push.
- Wow, man. Finally. - Excellent!
Thanks.
Way to go, Rich.
Alright. We're out of here!
Wait! What about the editorial?
Everybody chill!
Don't let it know you're afraid!
Come on! I gotta get my gear.
Did you squish?
Not yet!
Yo!
♪ Hey hey hey hey hey hey.. ♪
Here! Snack on that!
School's out, folks!
When they say germs are harder to kill
these days, they are not kidding!
'Help!'
Unh! Oof!
Now there's two of 'em!
That's weird! Come on, Omar! Check out time!
Oh. Whoa!
Aah! Unh!
En garde!
Unh!
Hyah!
Ha!
It's running away!
No. Just looking for more food.
And the whole city's on its menu.
What are you gonna do?
Spoil its appetite!
Yo, goopy!
You still got the munchies? Well, here I am.
Come and get your grub on!
Hmm! Lemony-fresh scent, too!
- Over here! - Were you afraid?
Look this way!
Look! Suddenly, they're the heroes.
Why were you inside the school after it closed?
We were staging a protest.
Our journalism department budget has been severely cut.
And we feel, there must be a better way
to allocate school funds.
In fact, Frieda has written an editorial on the subject.
- One at a time! - Here you are.
Yo, V! Don't you want to be interviewed?
Got nothing to say!
Besides, I feel like I just caught a germ.
♪ Gotta get up gotta go ♪ ♪ Hey hey hey hey ♪
♪ Here we go here we go hip here we go here we go hip ♪
♪ Here we go here we go hip ♪
♪ Hey hey hey hey hey hey ♪
I put a shock to your system.
Static Shock!