Gruumm: We have taken all that we can from Erlandia. The life forms have fled and the planet is useless to me. Destroy it!
Gruumm: Bwahaha!!!!!!
Narrator: In the not too distant future, Earth has become a haven for all alien races, who come from the farthest reaches of the galaxy to live in peace. 99% of the newcomers live in harmony. But for the 1% who can’t, there is Space Patrol Delta, the new breed of police, to bring them in.
A new scene shows a warehouse in the heart of the city. A wall explodes from laser fire, and a monster falls through it and runs away. There, three S.P.D. officers, Sydney Drew, Sky Tate and Bridge Carson scan the area intently.
Bridge: You can hide, monster… well, actually, you can’t really hide.
Bridge: Perp at two o’clock!
Bridge: *without looking* That’s nine o’clock, Syd.
Syd: Got it.
Syd: Fist of Iron!
Syd karate-chops a box nearby, revealing the monster. The monster charges at Sky, who tosses up a forcefield, knocking it backward.
Sky: Go!
Sky: Sky Tate reporting in. Mission complete. Please advise.
Kat: Well done, Cadets. Your training progresses nicely.
Bridge: Ah… Kat. Ah… I, I, I mean… ah… Ma’am. I mean, ah… Miss Manx, we were all wondering… We know there’s A-Squad Power Rangers and we're B-Squad cadets— not that there’s anything wrong with being a B-Squad cadet, or a C-Squad or a D-Squad-
Syd: Let me translate. I speak fluent Bridge. He wants to know when we’re getting those great designer colored suits.
Sky: Kat, I’ve told them. It's not about the suits or the weapons. It's about helping people and upholding the tradition of being a Power Ranger.
Kat: That’s up to Commander Cruger. Not me.
Kat: Dismissed.
Boom: Ahhhh! *panting* Best cadets ever, Kat.
Kat: Agreed. And you, Boom, my eager assistant, job well done.
Random Officer: Commander Cruger, Sir! We have a problem in the-
Cruger: 9th quadrant. I am aware. Erlandia has been destroyed. There’s not a lot of time and much to be done. He is coming.
Gruumm: Beware, Earth, your end has begun.
Syd: Boom! Did we do that?
Boom: Naw. You guys just dislocated my shoulder. Popped it right back in and it's as good as gold. See! Aargh! *Boom winces* Anyway, this is Kat’s new arm cast laser. Cool, huh? *Bridge gets up to examine it with interest* Anyway, I gotta go, so… bye—ah!
Boom pulls his arm, causing him to drop his tray. When Bridge tries to help him pick it up, he unintentionally fires the laser at a wall. He, Bridge and Syd watch, Syd with her hands over her mouth, as whatever Boom blasted smokes.
Sky: *entering the room, looking sour* Boom! Clean up your mess!
Boom: *jumps* Yes sir! Sir… which mess?
Sky: Start with the last one you made and work backwards.
Boom: Yes sir!
Syd: Lighten up, Sky. Boom’s a great guy. A little weird, but a great guy.
Sky: Yeah, well someday our lives may depend on that great guy. *he leans over and moves a piece on a nearby chess board* And then what?
Bridge: *raising his hand* I know! I know. Then our lives will depend on him.
Sky: *icy* Commander Cruger wants to see us. Now.
Cruger: Listen carefully, A-Squad. Preparation is the key to any tactical defense. Report to Delta Air Base for last minute simulation instruction. Earth depends on you. Dismissed.
Unknown A-Squad Ranger: Yes Sir!
Cruger: Good Luck, A-Squad.
Sky: *to Syd and Bridge* Attention!
They stand at attention. The Pink A-Squad Ranger heedlessly slams into Bridge, knocking one of his gloves off part way. He takes it all the way off and scans A-Squad with his powers, revealing colors swirling around them, and looks troubled.
Sky: That is who I want to be. I’m gonna be the Red Ranger.
Syd: Geez. Did you see the size of them? Even the girls are massive. *pause* What’s wrong, Bridge?
Bridge: I don't know. Their energy, their colors. Something’s off.
Cruger: Cadets, I trust you have enjoyed your training here at the S.P.D. Academy.
Syd: Well, since you asked, the fluorescent lighting gives me a bit of a headache—
Cruger: *growls*
Syd: *chastened* Yes, sir.
Cruger: And not that your training has ended– or will it ever end while you’re here. But as your Commander, I must now call upon B-Squad to step up and take on new responsibility.
Bridge: Yes!
Syd: I thought new responsibilities meant kicking some intergalactic freakazoid butt. All the data device says is to bring in the Parkington Market Thieves.
Bridge: It's code, no doubt. What do you think it means?
Sky: Bring in the Parkington Market Thieves.
Bridge: You know, Sky? You are good.
Unseen Storeowner: Stop thieves!
The Parkington Market Thieves, who will soon be revealed Elizabeth ‘Z’ Delgado and Jack Landors, barrel through the market with stolen goods, chased by the store owner.
Jack: Out of the way! We don’t want to hurt you!
Sky: Hurt us? That’s a good one.
Syd: *holding up a badge* S.P.D. We’ll take it from here.
Storeowner: Thank you.
Sky: You may not be coming in peacefully, but you’re coming in.
Z: What about me?
Syd: It’s a hologram. It's not real.
Syd: Ok, she’s real. Let's get 'em!
Syd: Got ya!
Z manages to throw Syd off her, and the two fight one another, proving to be equally matched. Sky and Bridge tussle with Jack for a while, and he is able to hold both off, though with some difficulty. Z and Syd continue to fight, Z turning the tide in her favor by cloning herself. Frustrated, Syd pauses to catch her breath and scowls. Down below, Jack continues to evade Bridge and Sky's attempts to hold him off.
Bridge: *at Jack* There you are!
Sky: We got him. Say goodnight, friend.
The boys charge… and Jack somehow sinks back into the cement wall, leaving Sky and Bridge to slam into it face first. Z tosses Syd down to the others' level and leaps down herself before she and Jack regroup. Sky, Bridge and Syd are all on the ground, moaning in pain.
Jack: I’m sorry we can’t stay and play, but we gotta run.
Bridge: That went well.
Cruger: You underestimated your opponent and were soundly defeated.
Syd: We are so not ready to be Rangers.
Sky: I’m ready.
Bridge: Oh, so it must have been Syd and I who let those two get away then.
Cruger: Listen to yourselves. There is no team here. This is the issue you will have to overcome before you can become a Power Ranger.
Syd: Oh… I get it. All we have to do is stop blaming, criticizing and judging each other?
Bridge: You forgot to mention failing to bring in suspects.
Syd: Right. Let's see, that puts us right on schedule to be Rangers around… never.
Cruger: You will meet those two again.
Sky: Sir. These civilians, they were different. They have special abilities like we do.
Cruger: Yes I know. Cadet Tate, come with me.
Z: Jack? We’ve been on the streets a long time together. I mean, you’re my best friend. You’re like my brother. And brotha, after five years of doing this, I say we change careers. I mean, I’m tired of playing Robin Hood.
Jack: Oh, ah, I'm- I’m sorry, we don’t have anything else to give out. Maybe tomorrow… Wait. Wait.
Jack: What? She needed it… Maybe her husband did, or her child. …Ok! Ok! You’re right, we gotta do something else.
Z: Ok.
Jack: But after we do one more job.
Z: Jack! Do you really think some more food and some clothes are gonna make a difference? If we're gonna make a change then we're gonna have to be a part of something bigger!
Jack: Yeah, well when you find something bigger, let me know.
Cruger: Why Red Ranger, cadet?
Sky: Lots of reasons, sir. I’m top on B-Squad in test scores, weaponry and in fighting. As you know, sir, my father was the Red Ranger, and ever since I was a little kid, I’ve trained for the day I become like my dad. The next Red Ranger.
Cruger: Your father was the best of the best of Rangers. If you’re anything like him, we will all benefit by your service. Dismissed.
Sky: Thank you, sir.
Cruger: Cadet. If I was to appoint Syd as Red Ranger, would you follow her into battle?
Sky: (scoffing) Sir, she’s a girl.
Cruger: Or Bridge?
Sky: I like Bridge, but in all honesty, sir, he’s not a leader.
Cruger: I see. Thank you for your honesty, Cadet. That will be all.
Sky: Sir. *salutes and leaves*
Cruger: Hmmm…
Gruumm: A Sirian space web. Anubis ‘Doggie’ Cruger is still alive! The web is strong. I need a proton accelerator to move my ship through it. I have a contact on the Earth planet who will be able to get me one. My ship may not be able to get through now, but a robot can.
Gruumm: Get me what I ask and let no one stop you!
Bluehead: Yes Master.
Jack: I told you this would be a great score!
Jack: Good work, Z.
Jack: Good work, Z.
Jack: Good work, Z! You know, Z, if we put all of your selves together, we could get unlimited amounts of food and clothes and—
Z: No, Jack! This is my last job for me and all of my selves, and then we’re packing it up and doing it alone, you got it?
Green Alien (offscreen): HELP ME!
Green Alien: Take this! Don’t let them have it! The future of the planet depends on it! Hide it!
Z: *laughing* Why do the nuts of the world always seem to find you?
The Bluehead Robot seen earlier runs behind Jack and Z as they get into their truck, leaping away in the direction the green alien ran off in. Neither Jack or Z notice, though Jack seems to sense that something has passed by, as he pauses.
Jack: Just lucky, I guess.
Bridge: Yes! Fifty-five times in a row! *Bridge makes fake crowd cheers*
Syd: Ok, enough! I’m officially bored to tears. We get called to report an hour ago— report to who?
Bridge: ‘Whom’.
Syd: Never correct me again! *at Bridge’s shocked look* I’m sorry. I’m just a little tense watching walk-a-thon boy wear a path in the floor.
Sky: If you have a problem with it, Sydney, make me stop.
Syd: Ok. I may be a girl and I may be cute, but no one—
Cruger: I trust you’re using this time to bond as a team.
Sky, Bridge, Syd: *straighten up* Yes, sir.
Cruger: Good. Come this way.
Cruger: Without going into details, Earth’s ultimate survival dictates that I elevate your team to active status. Any questions?
Bridge: Um yeah, ah, just one? Did you say, ‘ultimate survival’ as in ‘Earth may be destroyed’?
Cruger: I did.
Kat: Cadets. You have spent the last two years in simulated training. But this time, the game is real.
Kat: S.P.D. Morphers. They are, without a doubt, your best friend. They’re also judgment scanners. They will assess the guilt or innocence of those you take into custody. Boom… guilty or innocent of eating the last slice of chocolate cake today?
Boom: Me? I… I… ah… *laughs nervously* no! No, I didn’t!
Kat: The scanner reads body temperature, pulse and electrical impulses and renders a verdict. Guilty.
Boom: But—
Kat: And it does not make mistakes.
Boom: Ok. I’m guilty! But it was just a piece of cake!
Boom: *from in card* Ok, time to let Boom out now!
Kat: This makes transportation of the detainee a non-issue.
Boom: Kat!
Cruger: You are trained and now equipped. You are the new B-Squad Power Rangers. Congratulations.
Bridge: Yes!
Cruger: Celebration can come later. I need your immediate assistance on an urgent matter.
Sky, Bridge, Syd: Yes, sir!
Cruger: Follow me.
Boom: *still in card* Hello? Kat? Helllloooo! I will never eat chocolate cake again!!
Cruger (offscreen): The coordinates of the street thieves' location is locked into your vehicles' computers.
Homeless Alien: Thank you.
Jack: Well, this is all that’s left. *holds up the mysterous metal bomb thing* You can’t eat it or wear it, it has no value.
Jack: Hah! *to Z* Now did you see how much those people appreciated what we gave them?
Z: Yeah, kind of gave me that warm and fuzzy feeling, that I hate so much. And no, I didn’t change my mind about wanting to do something bigger.
Sky: Nice to see you two again.
Z: I told you we should have quit while we were ahead, Jack.
Jack: Don’t worry, I’ll take care of this and we’ll be on our way.
Z: Jack!
Sky: Guess what? You’re not the only one with tricks.
Z: Jack, lets get out of here.
Jack: Can’t do that. We need to finish this here and now, or these clowns will be buggin' us forever.
Bridge: Hey! *fighting Z* Listen, I think we should go about this in the smoothest and most respectful way possible, each valuing each others' humanity and dignity and—
Bridge: Or not.
Z: We’re not doing as well as before, Bro. Any suggestions?
Jack: Run?
Sky: You’re both accused of stealing and distributing stolen goods.
Jack: Can you prove it?
Bridge: Actually, yes we can.
Bridge: Guilty.
Z: Any chance of going two out of three? …Didn’t think so.
Z: Wait!
Sky: What is it?
Z: What are you going to do with us?
Bridge: It's actually quite fascinating! We’re gonna blast you with anti-matter fusion, which reduces you to approximately *holds up his fingers, indicating a tiny size* this big and this thin. Simultaneously, you’re inserted into a confinement card, where you’re shipped off for filing… till… ah, your time is served.
Jack: You had to ask, Z.
Syd: You do the crime, you pay the time. I always wanted to say that.
Sky: Enough with the small talk.
Sky: That’s ok, a few extra friends won’t bother us.
Jack: I hate to break it to ya but these aren’t our friends! So with our deepest apologies, we’ll take this opportunity to be on our way. Good Luck! Hahaha, let's go, Z!