* Scene start: S.P.D. Academy, Cadet Rec Room. Bridge and Z are sitting on a couch. Bridge is eating toast and Z is reading.
Z: What are you doing?
Bridge: Watching you read.
Z: I don’t think I even want to ask you why you're watching me read, but could you at least do it without chomping on your food?
Bridge: Toast. Want some? It’s buttery. *Bridge wiggles the fingers of his right hand*
Z: Buttery? *copies Bridge’s hand movement*
Bridge: *nods* Buttery. *hand wiggle*
Syd: Alright, where is he, Z?
Z: Jack? Sky? Cruger, Boom, Gruumm, am I getting close?
Syd: Peanuts!
Bridge: We’re all out of peanuts, but I got some toast. Want some? It’s buttery. *finger wiggle*
Syd: No, Peanuts! You know, Peanuts, the stuffed animal I’ve had since I was five?
Z: You’ve only had that thing for a year?
Syd: Very funny. Now what did you do with him?
Z: I didn’t take your Peanuts. End of conversation.
Syd: But he’s gone. Who would have taken him?
Syd: No!
Z: Heh. Good dog.
Mora: *to the stuffed animal* Is it hot enough? Good.
Gruumm: There you are, Mora.
Mora: Did you come to play with me?
Gruumm: I need your mind.
Mora: Fat chance. I need my mind and you’re not getting it.
Gruumm: I meant, I need you to think of a plan of action.
Mora: *takes a drink of imaginary tea* Ok, got one. But I’m not telling unless you have tea with Cindy and me.
Gruumm: *laughs* I am the Emperor of the Troobian—
Mora: Empire. Blah blah blah.
Gruumm: Mora. This gift I gave you, this deal I made, it can be taken away at my command.
Mora: Ok, ok! Sorry. But who’s gonna have a tea party with me?
Broodwing: Good day, my Emperor.
Mora: Yes… Broodwing.
Broodwing: Silence, child! I have business with Gruumm.
Mora: And I have a plan for Gruumm. And if you don’t have tea with me, I’m not telling him.
Broodwing: Fine with me.
Gruumm: But not with me. Sit, Broodwing.
Broodwing: I will not!
Gruumm: Oh you will sit! *Gruumm’s eyes glow dangerously*
Broodwing: Ok! I’m sitting!
Mora: Good Broodwing. Ok, I’ll be the mommy, Gruumm is the daddy and Broodwing is our little baby bat.
Mora: Now here’s my idea. Broodwing gets all the monsters he knows and brings them–*she stops* You’re not drinking your tea, Broodwing.
Broodwing: I’m not thirsty.
Gruumm: Drink it!
Broodwing: Ok! I’m drinking! Look! See see! Yum.
scene change: Newtech City, Piggy’s alley. Piggy is violently thrown against a wall by a large green alien, resembling a rhinoceros, with a huge horn (Rhinix).
Alien/Rhinix: You smelly little runt! I know you have that formula! Now hand it over!
Piggy: Settle down! I’ll give it to you. Here. Take it.
Piggy: Now. A little payment would be appreciated.
Rhinix: Of course! Here’s your payment!
Rhinix: You weren’t supposed to turn back! You tricked me!
Piggy: Well, you turned me into slime! I’m not saying I didn’t like it. But we had a deal!
Rhinix: Rotten eggs? *he hands Piggy a carton*
Piggy: Oh… they smell absolutely putrid! They’ll make a great omelet.
Rhinix: Then give me the right formula!
Piggy: *pulls out another vial* But you can’t use it on me!
Rhinix: Deal.
Piggy: Here you go.
Policeman: Hey! Who’s out there?!
Rhinix: Oh yes! It works! Excellent!
Syd: Bridge?
Off scene voice: Eight, Seven, Six…
Syd: Why is the computer counting down?
Computer: 3, 2, 1…
Bridge: Hey Syd—
Syd: Look out!
Computer: Toast done.
Bridge: What was that for?
Syd: Toast? I thought your computer was going to explode.
Bridge: Why would it do that? I just amped it up to make toast. Want a piece?
Syd: No. I just came by to give you this. *she hands him a magazine*
Syd: *looks down* Leave me alone!
Syd: *indicating the magazine in Bridge’s hands* It was delivered to my room. I figured it must be yours.
Bridge: Finally! My new issue of Extreme Upgrade! Boom and I are gonna upgrade his computer with a super processor… *Bridge pauses* maybe even a waffle iron.
Syd: So there’s a whole magazine about customizing your computer? How can I get a subscription?
Bridge: Oh, you can just borrow mine when I’m done with it.
Bridge: Wait. That was sarcasm, wasn’t it?
Syd: Yeah.
Syd: Stop it! *to Bridge* Doesn’t this thing ever run out of batteries? It’s always following me.
Bridge: What’s the matter? I thought you liked dogs.
Syd: Of course I do! My family raises pedigree Pomeranians. This, however, is not a dog. It’s a glorified appliance.
Kat (on comm.): Power Rangers, report to the command center immediately.
Cruger: There have been several reports of missing persons in the Industrial District.
Cruger: Not now, R.I.C. *to Rangers* I want you to investigate.
Syd: I can check out the area. Ask some questions.
Cruger: Good.
Sky: And we’ll monitor for any signs of alien activity.
Syd: What is your problem, rust bucket?!
Z: Aww, he likes you.
Syd: Go away!
Syd: Ahh! Stupid robot, look what he did to my uniform!
Cruger: Get out of the way, R.I.C.
R.I.C. backs up to Cruger, making donkey sounds… and lifts one of his hind legs. The camera cuts to shocked looks from the Rangers and back again to Cruger, who now has blue fluid on his foot and on the floor
Bridge: Don’t worry, it's only coolant.
Jack: He must, ah, really like you, Commander.
Syd: Why do we even keep that malfunctioning beast around? He’s useless. Not to mention totally annoying.
Cruger: Unfortunately, R.I.C.’s technology is practically obsolete. It won’t be long before he will have to be deactivated.
Bridge: What?!
Sky: Commander, are you kidding me?
Syd: Well if you ask me, he’s been ready for the scrap heap for a while now.
Z: Syd! That’s pretty cold. Even for you.
Syd: You heard the Commander. He’s outdated.
Bridge: OK, R.I.C. may not be perfect, but he’s still a part of the S.P.D. family.
Syd: It’s a machine, not a pet. It’s broken, so we replace it. If it’s a matter of money, I’m sure my father would be happy to write a check.
Syd: Whatever, people. I have work to do.
Syd: What are you doing here?
Syd: I do not need you messing up my investigation. You stay in here, got it?
Rhinix: I'll take that.
Jack: Looks like trouble. Come on!
Rangers (in unison): Hold it right there!
Rhinix: Who's gonna make me?
Jack: 1! S.P.D. Red!
Sky: 2! S.P.D. Blue!
Bridge: 3! S.P.D. Green!
Z: 4! S.P.D. Yellow!
Rhinix: Meet my friends.
Jack: Gear up, Rangers!
Jack: Let's do it!
Jack: Delta Blasters!
Z: There he is!
Rhinix: Not so fast!
Jack: Got 'em! Yeah!
Rhinix: You'll never stop me!
Syd: Eww.
Syd: Piggy? Can I talk to you for a minute?
Piggy: Well, if it isn't the little S.P.D. princess. I thought I smelled something clean.
Syd: It's called soap. You should try it sometime.
Piggy: Please!
Syd: People have been reported missing in this area. I need to know if you saw anything unusual last night.
Piggy: Well, let's see. A three headed Sorean, eating a car. Verma, the worm woman, walking her snail. No, nothing unusual.
Piggy: Ugh! What's that?!
Syd: Deodorant.
Piggy: Put that away!! Maybe I do remember some little skirmish last night. Check out over there.
Syd: Hmm, green slime. Kat should have a look at this.
Broodwing: Hmm. I don't think so.
throws himself at the blasts, protecting Syd and taking massive damage. Syd stands in shock. Then she places her hand on some bricks and activates her genetic power.
Syd: Fist of stone!
Syd: Oh no! What did they do to you? R.I.C….
Kat: Interesting.
Cruger: What is it, Miss Manx?
Kat: I'm not sure. Some sort of petroleum based energy fluid but there are definitely traces of human DNA.
Cruger: Well done, Cadet Drew. This could help us find those missing people.
Syd: I would have never been able to bring it back if it weren't for R.I.C. How is he?
Kat: I'm afraid the damage was extensive.
Cruger: And most of his parts aren't even made anymore.
Syd: What are you saying?
Cruger: It was a difficult decision, but we had to deactivate him. I'm sorry.
Syd: Hold it, Cadet.
Cadet: Yes Sir… ah ma'am.
Syd: What are you doing?
Cadet: Taking some cyber junk, old computer parts stuff like that, to the recycling center.
Syd: Recycling as in crushing, melting and turning into something else?
Cadet: Yes ma’am.
Syd: Stand back, Cadet. Cadet, did you sort the earth metals from the galactic metals? The Earth plastics from the protein inhibited plastics? The glass from the ultraglass?
Cadet: I didn't know–
Syd: I'll take over from here, Cadet. You can go back to the S.P.D. manual's chapter on recycling. Carry on.
Cadet: But I–
Syd: What part of 'carry on' do you not understand?
Cadet: Yes ma'am.
Scene change, S.P.D. Academy, Sky and Bridge's room. Bridge and Boom are doing handstands against Sky's side of the room, or in Boom's case attempting to.
Boom: Remind me again why this is the best way to solve a problem?
Bridge: Gravity causes ideas to go downward to your head, that way your brain can kinda soak 'em up better.
Boom: Oh, ok.
Syd: Bridge, get off your butt. Er, your head.
Syd: I have a project for you guys.
Bridge: What? What's going on?
Syd: How would you and Boom like to do the ultimate extreme upgrade?
Bridge: Pliers.
a computer monitor shows R.I.C.'s x-ray, Syd in a welder's outfit welding parts together, Bridge's hands pulling out a load of stuffed animals from a hidden compartment in R.I.C., and finally R.I.C.'s eyes glowing.
Gruumm: Next!
Random Monster: My plan is to turn humans into parsnips and bury them into the ground!
Second Random Monster: I'm thinking evil hand puppets.
Rhinix: Emperor…
Gruumm: This one better be good. (to Mora) Your plan, remember!
Rhinix: For you.
Gruumm: Slime? You bring me slime?
Rhinix: My Emperor! This is energy fluid made from a most interesting source. Humans!
Mora: Nice.
Cruger: Many more people have disappeared. This has become a citywide crisis.
Cruger: Where is Cadet Carson?
Boom: Ladies and gentlemen!
Bridge: And assorted extraterrestrials.
Boom: May we present–
Boom and Bridge: R.I.C. version 2.0!
Syd: Yay! I knew you guys could do it.
Boom: Oh, you have no idea. Check out his mad new skills.
Bridge: Ok, you got your basic CD/DVD player, a projector, a refrigerator–
Cruger: Amusing additions. I'm sure he would be great fun at a party, but he isn't an asset to S.P.D.
Boom: Au contraire, mon commondare. I amped up his like, his weapons systems–
Bridge: And I upgraded his surveillance capabilities, and I installed new tracking software. His sensory capabilities should be off the chain!
Syd: Then he can help us find more of this stuff.
Bridge: Ah… yeah, the thing is, we haven’t really had the chance to test the new programming–
Syd: Come on R.I.C.! Find it!
Syd: Don't lose him, Z!
Syd: Come on!
Syd: Is this the spot?
Jack: (after a while) Come on, Syd, give it up.
Syd: A few more minutes.
Z: I hate to say it, but he obviously wasn't able to trace the scent.
Syd: We're not sure of that yet.
Bridge: I told ya, Syd. We didn't have enough time to test the program. I guess he's still kind of buggy.
Syd: But he seems so sure…
Sky: Well, there's no use in all of us wasting our time out here. Come on, guys.
Bridge: (patting his leg) Come on, R.I.C.
Jack, Sky, Bridge and Z leave. R.I.C. follows after with his tail tucked between his legs, whimpering, but Syd refuses to give up and continues to dig. It begins to rain hard.
Scene change, a rainy S.P.D. Academy, Command Center. Bridge is standing next to R.I.C., looking dejected.
Bridge: I dunno what happened. Something in his mainframe must have had a glitch.
Z: It's ok, Bridge. R.I.C. will still make a good pet.
Jack: Even if he isn't exactly S.P.D. material.
Scene change, Newtech City, abandoned lot. Syd is still digging in the rain. Suddenly the ground gives from under her and she falls into a underground cave. Syd recovers from the fall and spots shelves of jars containing green slime
Syd: Oh my goodness! Wow! I knew it! R.I.C. was right!
Syd: I am so going to the spa when this is over.
Rhinix: You're so not going anywhere.
Syd: Ha. Ok. I'm filthy, cranky, and my new shoes are trashed. Do you really want to mess with me?
Syd: S.P.D., Emergency! S.P.D. Pink!
Rhinex: You want more of the same?
Syd: Time for some backup.
Rhinix: Forget it!
Rhinix: Looks like you're on your own!
Syd: Woah! Ahh!!
Z: Woah, what's going on?
Bridge: (glumly) The sensors are just probably all messed up.
Jack: Syd needs help!
Cruger: *Growls* I just had that fixed.
Scene change, Newtech City streets, R.I.C. is racing to Syd's aid
Scene change, Abandoned Lot
Rhinix: You Rangers are useless. Why don't you just give up?
Syd: Everyone thought R.I.C. was useless too. But he came back strong. If he can do it, so can I.
Rhinix: Time to finish this game.
Rhinix: Woah, didn't see that coming.
Syd: R.I.C.!
Rhinix: Who invited you?
Rhinix: Get off!
Syd: Deltamax Blaster!
Rhinix: Horn-pedo! Fire!
Rhinix: My horn! My beautiful horn!
Syd: Oh, get over it.
Syd: (to R.I.C.) Good teamwork, boy.
Z: Looks like R.I.C. sensed she needed help.
Sky: You're right! She wasn't able to call us.
Rhinix: I'm not finished yet.
Syd: I got this one.
Jack: Hold on, Syd. Why don't we let R.I.C. take it from here?
Syd: What?
Jack: R.I.C.! Fetch it boy!
Bridge: How cool is that?
Syd: A Canine Cannon! I love it!
Rhinix: You'll pay for destroying my horn!
Syd: I think it's you that's gonna pay. Let's see what the judgment scanner says about you. Judgment mode!
Syd: Guilty!
Rhinix: What?!
Jack: Let's do it!
Syd: Canine Cannon!
Jack: Fire!
Policeman: This way, everybody!
Another Civilian: Keep going!
Rhinix: Hey, let me out!
Syd: Not a chance!
Syd: Power down!
Syd: I guess this makes us even, huh R.I.C.?
Jack: Another case solved by the brilliant B-Squad.
Syd: I knew R.I.C. would come through for us!
Z: But don't forget, you came through for him, too.
Kat (over intercom): Power Rangers, Report to the Command Center immediately.
Jack: Now what did we do?
Scene change, S.P.D. Academy, Command Center. Cruger, Kat, Boom, B-Squad and a number of Cadets are standing next to R.I.C.
Cruger: For extraordinary service in the line of duty, a special commendation to our Robotic Interactive Canine, R.I.C. A most valuable member of the S.P.D. team.
Syd: R.I.C version 2.0 is great. But you know, I kinda miss the old R.I.C.
Bridge: Well, we didn't change all of his programming. There's still some old R.I.C. in there.
Cruger: I can verify that to be true, Cadets.