Super Pink - Plot

Plot

Pink becomes a superhero, but helps the same old lady. His every attempt to help fail miserably.

  • First, Pink sees a piano falling directly on top of the lady. He takes the lady's umbrella as a cover, but of course it doesn't help.
  • Second, lady's cat doesn't come down from a tree. Pink comes and uses a chainsaw to cut the tree, but it falls on top of the lady's house, destroying it. At least he got the cat down.
  • Third, the lady is gardening. When she can't lift a large rock, Pink comes to help. As he carries the rock, he accidentally throws it on top the lady, squishing her. Pink slips the lady inside her house.
  • Fourth, Pink is lying on the wall of a supermarkets parking lot. The lady comes out with a heavy load and Pink sees the red carpet has a dent. He quickly goes to straighten the carpet, but pulls too hard and lady slips, her groceries destroyed.
  • Finally, the lady is driving on hill, when she has puncture. Pink comes to help with the spare wheel, but his use of jack causes the lady's car to fall downhill. Pink tries to keep the way clear for the lady, somewhat succeeding. Finally he manages to stop the car on a railroad. Hearing a train horn, he pushes the car away from the track... to another! The train was moving that very track, and the lady's car is completely destroyed. Finally, the lady has had enough of Pink and goes to a phone booth to dress as a superlady and then she starts to chase Pink with semaphore.

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