Rated TV-14 (DLSV)

Tor: Remember to turn on some lights in the room and sit as far from the monitor as you can. Off we go!



Narrator: In New York City's fight against crime, the dedicated detectives who pursue the most vicious criminals are members of an elite unit known as ACME Crime Net.

[ACME Crime Net HQ, Friday, November 29th, 8:30am]

[The Exceeds, the Chipmunks, and the Chipettes are gathered with Greg, the Chief, and Deputy Chief Frank McKnight for a meeting; the Chief steps up to the podium]

Chief: [bangs a gavel] This meeting will now come to order. Now, ladies and gentlemen, as you know, next Friday night, we'll be holding our annual fundraising dinner show at the Marriott Marquis for the benefit of Court Appointed Special Advocates, or CASA, which specializes in helping children in foster care. What we're missing is a chairman for the committee. Any volunteers?

[Alvin and Tor raise their hands]

Chief: Ah, Alvin and Tor. Tell you what, we'll put this to vote. But first, how about a statement from each of you?

Theodore: Go ahead, Alvin. Remember the school pageant when you invited Heather Williams to perform?

Alvin: School is easy. A law enforcement agency-- That's another story.

Brittany: Oh, just do it, Alvin!

[Alvin shrugs, then steps up to the podium]

Alvin: My fellow detectives, having taken part in this committee these past few years, I strongly believe that the acts at our dinner show shouldn't be limited to just us at ACME. If you elect me, Alvin Seville, as committee chairman, I'll not only send for Rockapella, but I'll ask some of our friends to pool some of their talents.

[Everyone else applauds; Alvin returns to his seat; Tor steps up to the podium]

Tor: Alvin, I must admit, that was a riveting statement. And I agree that we need something different. Which is why I recommend we hold a magic show. If you elect me, Tor Kokonoe, as committee chairman, I'll invite the Amazing Rondo to perform next week.

[The others applaud]

Brittany: [raises her hand] Quick question, Tor.

Tor: Yes, Brittany?

Brittany: Who is the Amazing Rondo?

Tor: I've been watching that guy on YouTube this past year and he's a big hit in Cincinnati. One of the coolest of all-time. And he loves to end each of his shows with a daring escape trick, especially Houdini's milk can escape. Rondo has no gigs scheduled for next week, so if you elect me, I'll call him.

Simon: He's got a point, Alvin. I've heard about that escape artist myself.

Jeanette: I think we should appoint him.

Alvin: I agree, guys. [walks back up to the podium] But while Tor has a great idea of having something different this year, we can't just have magic. We need a variety of acts. Aside from singing, does anybody here have different talents?

[Imari and Julie raise their hands]

Imari: I can twirl batons.

Julie: So can I.

Tor: That sounds pretty cool, but...

Julie and Imari: Flaming batons.

Tor: Now, that's an act worth showing off! [sighs] But I still think we should put on a magic show.

McKnight: Now, hold on, boys. I think you should find a way to give our paying customers the best of both worlds. Alvin wants more of the same as last year, but with a little more variety. Sergeant Kokonoe wants a magic show.

Alvin and Tor: Exactly!

Greg: Well, since the dinner show is three hours long, why not run 'em both together?

Alvin and Tor: [think] Hmm…

Tor: Maybe a magic act in between other performances?

Alvin: Nah. Too frequent. What about three magic acts after three other acts?

Tor: Nah. Too confusing.

Tomoe: Come on, you two. I'm sure you can come up with something.

Miyabi: You're both strong leaders. Do this for the foster kids.

Alvin: They're right, Tor. Let's put our thinking caps on.

[They think harder]

Tor: Alvin, what say we split the show in two halves?

Alvin: Capital idea! We can put on a variety of acts in the first half, and the magic show in the second half!

Tor: Awesome! The milk can escape is a great way to close the show!

Chief: You boys really know how to cooperate. Ladies and gentlemen, all those in favor of appointing both Alvin Seville and Tor Kokonoe as co-chairmen of the dinner show committee, say aye.

Everyone else: [raises their hands] AYE!!

Chief: It's unanimous! Motion carried! [bangs gavel]

[The gang applauds; Alvin and Tor bump fists]

Alvin: But before I accept my share of the position, I have one simple request.

Greg: Name it, Alvin.

Alvin: I'd like Simon Seville to be vice-chairman, in charge of talent scouting.

Tor: I agree with Alvin on this one.

McKnight: Only if it's okay with Simon.

Simon: I accept.

Alvin: And one more thing. I'd like for Theodore to be in charge of the refreshments.

Theodore: Oh, count me in, guys!

Chief: Well, there you have it. Ladies and gentlemen, we have our committee!

[The gang applauds; Tor and the Chipmunks take a bow]

Alvin: Hey, don’t worry, Brittany. You can take charge of the committee next year.

Brittany: Gee, thanks, Alvin. [turns to her sisters] And Jeanette can be vice-chairman, with Eleanor in charge of the refreshments.

Eleanor: Then we’d better start practicing for next year.

Jeanette: Not a bad idea to plan ahead.

Tomoe: If you want, Brittany, I can be your co-chairman next year.

[Brittany shrugs, unable to argue]

Chief: Well, with all that in mind, meeting adjourned. Enjoy your breakfast. [bangs gavel]

[Later, at the Manhattan Diner, the Exceeds, the Chipmunks, and the Chipettes sit at a long booth while they wait for breakfast]

Miyabi: Can you believe Hunter's mad cooking skills? The customers must really love him.

Alvin: Mm-hmm. Hunter hasn't been out on the field much since we took out Vilord. Only during extreme cases.

Simon: Because of this, he's been putting more time and effort into his part-time job to help support his family.

Tomoe: At least he's got more common sense than that cook from our lunch date back in the summer.

Brittany: What happened then?

Tor: Well, it actually started when Tomoe and I were about to catch a flick.

[He has a flashback]

[Empire Theatre, June 25th, 11:05am]

[Tor and Tomoe approach the ticket booth]

Tor: Two for Toy Story 4, please.

Ticket clerk: [hands him two tickets] Here you are.

Tor: [pays for the tickets] Thank you.

[He and Tomoe approach the concession stand]

Tomoe: Two popcorns, two large Diet Pepsis.

Concession clerk: One moment, please.

[He heads back to prepare the concessions]

Tor: Diet? Really?

Tomoe: Tor, speaking as both a fellow Exceed and your wife, you gotta take it easy on the regular. Besides, we had a deal. You pick the movie, I pick the refreshments.

Tor: [sighs] All right, all right.

[Tomoe pays for the refreshments with her card; the clerk hands her and Tor the popcorn bags and sodas]

Tomoe: Thank you.

[She and Tor add extra butter to their popcorn, then head for the theater where Toy Story 4 is to be shown; they take their seats as the previews begin]

Tor: Hey, look, Tomoe. Frozen II.

Tomoe: Hmm. Definitely catching it this holiday season.

Tor: Only, let's take the whole gang.

Tomoe: Deal.

[She and Tor silence their phones, then begin eating their popcorn and drinking their sodas; unknown to them, a spy is in the back of the theater; he notices them, then leaves]

[On board the Gullveig Galleon, the spy reappears before Captain Omen, then takes the form of Nike]

Nike: Exceeds Ruby and Cobalt are currently on a movie date.

Omen: Who knew the leader of the Crystal Exceeds was such a philanderer? First Diamond, now Cobalt.

Nike: Shall I launch--

Omen: No, no, no. The last date we tried to sabotage, we failed. But we can give the others a bit of a distraction. [snaps his fingers]

[Entering the scene is Barbarax, first mate to Captain Mutiny]

Barbarax: Aye-aye, Captain!

Omen: Nike, meet Barbarax, former first mate to Captain Mutiny, enemy of the Power Rangers Lost Galaxy.

Nike: You're trying to replace me, aren't you?

Barbarax: Replace you? Never. I'm merely a humble servant.

Omen: At any rate, Barbarax, your first mission under my command is to intercept four of the Crystal Exceeds. The other two are occupied with their date. As soon as I give you the signal, I'll send you and an army of Ensignoids to strike.

Barbarax: Aye-aye, sir!

[132 Madison Street, 11:33am]

[Lilith looks out the window and notices the rain coming down]

Lilith: Miyabi, aren't you lucky your date with Tor isn't planned for today? It's so wet out, going to Coney Island would've been a big mistake.

Miyabi: I wouldn't have minded. As long as I'm with Tor, I don't mind getting wet. We'd take a nice, hot bath together at the end of the day, and we'd warm each other with our bodies in bed.

Imari: [as she cooks lunch] Typical Miyabi and her dirty thoughts.

Julie: [as she also cooks lunch] Considering how hot it'll be tomorrow, I'd say ending with a romantic bath together is inevitable.

Miyabi: You're right. Tor and I are gonna spend the morning soaking up some sun on the beach, then have lunch by one of the stands, and spend the rest of the day at the amusement park. By the time we get home, we'll be so sweaty, we'll have to bathe together before dinner, and then,... [squeals in excitement]

Imari: [sighs] Yep. No different than the rest of us.

Lilith: [looks through the Ranger app on her Blaze Phone] At any rate, girls, the Megazord keys-- They've served us quite well, haven't they?

Imari: Oh, yes, indeed. The Blaze Beasts taking on Thunderzord form yesterday-- They were quite formidable against the Galactic Ninjas.

Miyabi: I'll say. Oh! Speaking of ninjas, look what came in the mail today.

[She shows the others a familiar-looking device and a note]

Julie: Isn't that the device the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers use to operate the Ninjazords by remote?

Miyabi: This note says it all.

Lilith: [reads the note] Crystal Exceeds, my friends at Cranston Technologies have engineered an exact replica of the remote-control device my fellow Rangers and I used to control the Ninja Megazord remotely. We figured you could use the extra help in the battle against Captain Omen. We're well aware of your ability to have your mecha take the form of our zords and to bring forth auxiliary zords when necessary, but seeing as they're only temporary, it's imperative that I send you this to summon our Ninjazords. Use it wisely as you've done for your transportal devices. Good luck, Exceeds, and may the power protect you. Sincerely, Billy Cranston.

Imari: Billy? The original Blue Ranger?

Lilith: None other.

Miyabi: With this device, Omen won't know what hit him 'til it's too late. Thanks, Billy.

[Empire Theatre, 12:56pm]

[Tor and Tomoe exit the building]

Tor: Wow. That was some ending.

Tomoe: Mm-hmm. Think that might be the end of the series?

Tor: You never know. Maybe they might put out a part 5.

Tomoe: Well, I'm not so sure. I think maybe it's run its course. But then again, that's just me.

Tor: Hmm. Anyway, what's say we check out that new café?

Tomoe: I'm in.

[Café Ramsey, West 45th Street, 1:09pm]

[Tor and Tomoe enter]

Host: Good afternoon.

Tor: Two, please.

Host: [leads the couple to a booth] Right this way.

[Tor and Tomoe take their seats at the booth; the host gives them their menus]

Host: Your waiter will be with you shortly. [leaves]

[Tor and Tomoe look at the menus when they suddenly overhear an argument coming from the kitchen]

Cook A: Alfie, you realize how many times you've run late the past two weeks?

Cook B: Because of you, we've had to scramble to keep up.

Cook C: It hasn't been a full month since we opened, and it could be a while before we get more cooks.

Alfie: I've had a few appointments to attend to.

Cook A: Didn't think to schedule them during your time off?

Alfie: As if I had a choice. Now, chop-chop, folks! We got a lotta catching up to do!

[The other cooks groan and set to work; Alfie makes his way to the grill]

Tomoe: I've never known cooks to cause such a ruckus.

Tor: I'm sure that one cook who runs late is the real problem.

[The waitress approaches]

Winnie: Hi, I'm Winnie. I'll be serving you today. Can I get you drinks?

Tomoe: Two Diet Cokes, please.

Tor: And we're ready to order now. For appetizers, popcorn chicken, and a Caesar salad. My entrée: Steak sandwich. Medium.

Tomoe: For my entrée, I'll have the grilled chicken paillard with roast potatoes.

Winnie: [writes it all down] Okie-dokie. Your appetizers will be here first. Thank you.

[She makes her way to the kitchen window and leaves the order for one of the cooks to grab]

Cook A: Popcorn chicken, Caesar salad, medium steak sandwich, chicken paillard with roast taters!

Other cooks: Roger!

[He and the other cooks set to work; Alfie grills the steak and sets the temperature high]

Cook B: Alfie, he said medium, not well done.

Alfie: It'll finish faster this way. How do you expect me to make up for lost time?

Cook B: [turns down the temperature] This is not the answer. Let me help.

Alfie: I've been grilling for six years. I've got this. Now, get back to that salad. You're only delaying us further.

[Exasperated, the cook returns to his post as Alfie turns the temperature back up and continues grilling the steak]

[Back at the booth, Tor and Tomoe drink their water as they wait]

Tomoe: Any news from the others?

Tor: [checks his texts] They finished lunch. They're out shopping for swimsuits.

Tomoe: Oh... [sports a sly smile] Planning to turn you on with selfies, eh?

Tor: I'm sure they're just trying to help Miyabi pick out a swimsuit for tomorrow.

Tomoe: Makes sense.

[The Fulton Center, 1:13pm]

[The other four Exceeds look around one of the stores for new swimsuits; Miyabi eyes a yellow V-neck bikini]

Miyabi: [takes it] How does this one look?

Imari: Give it a try!

[The four girls enter the changing room, changes out of her clothes, then changes into the swimsuit; then takes a selfie of herself; she twirls around for the other three to see]

Lilith: You look marvelous!

Julie: Vakker. Tor will go gaga over that suit.

Imari: So much so, he'll imagine your face on every swimsuit magazine.

Miyabi: [squeals] I'm gonna have the best date ever!

[She sends the selfie to Tor with heart emojis]

[As the hour goes by, the four girls try on more and more swimsuits, taking selfies throughout; afterwards, they exit the mall with bags and umbrellas on hand]

Miyabi: Thanks, you guys. My date in Coney Island is gonna be one to remember for the rest of my life.

Lilith: Anytime, dear. Of course, that doesn't stop us from getting suits of our own to release the panther within Tor.

Julie: You girls are turning into total perverts, you know that?

Imari: These perversions have been stuck to my head ever since our first summer vacation, when Tor touched my boob.

Julie: By accident.

Imari: And they were basically cemented when Tor and I finally became one last night.

Miyabi: Uh, Imari, do you mind? Some other people might hear and think of us as nuts.

Imari: Sorry.

[High above, on board the Gullveig Galleon, Nike eyes the four from the ship's telescope]

Nike: Fulton Center. Exceeds ahoy!

Omen: [approaches] Let me.

[He looks through the telescope]

Omen: Swoggle me eyes! You're right! Barbarax, pipe up the crew!

Barbarax: Aye-aye, sir! All hands on deck! [blows whistle]

[Ensignoids emerge from their quarters and stand before Omen]

Omen: The lot of you will follow Barbarax to the Fulton Center and intercept the four Crystal Exceeds. They're helpless without their leader and second-in-command.

[The Ensignoids salute; Barbarax joins them]

Barbarax: I won't fail you, sir!

[He and the foot soldiers vanish]

Omen: You'd better not, or you'll be swabbing the decks.

[Back outside the mall, Miyabi is about to send for an Uber, when suddenly, Barbarax and the Ensignoid army appear before the four Exceeds]

Barbarax: Going somewhere, ladies?

Imari: Ensignoids!

Miyabi: And who's the big guy with the spikes?

Lilith: [looks up Barbarax on her phone] An enemy of the Lost Galaxy Rangers-- Barbarax, former first mate to Captain Mutiny. He's very brutal.

Barbarax: That's just an understatement. Get them!

[The Ensignoids charge at the Exceeds]

Miyabi, Lilith, Julie, and Imari: [put down their bags] Blaze on!

[They get equipped with their Blaze weapons and fight the Ensignoids]

Barbarax: [laughs] If you think just the four of you can beat us, you're mistaken. The Galactic Ninjas were all wimps.

Miyabi: You're no Galvanax yourself!

[She fights Barbarax]

Miyabi: They couldn't beat us or the Power Rangers. Why should you be any better?

Barbarax: Because the Lost Galaxy Rangers never beat me. They hardly even fought me or Captain Mutiny! The only reason we were destroyed before was because of that witch Trakeena getting in the way!

Miyabi: Not that you two ever stood a chance against the Rangers, anyway. They killed Trakeena just the same, twice!

[She strikes Barbarax w/her lance]

Miyabi: Blaze morph!

[She gets suited up]

Miyabi: Feel the power of my Blaze Buster!

[She fires a blast from her Blaze Buster at Barbarax, who repels the blast w/his axe]

Miyabi: Nice try!

[She kicks Barbarax to the ground and fires another projectile from her Blaze Buster at Barbarax, hitting him this time]

Barbarax: [gets back on his feet] If you think I'm gonna go down that easily, you're mistaken!

[The other three Exceeds have beaten the Ensignoids]

Imari: Guys, Miyabi needs us! Let's go!

Julie, Lilith, and Imari: Blaze morph!

[They get suited up and join Miyabi]

Miyabi: You may not be up against the whole team, Barbarax, but you're just easy pickings for a group of Exceeds who know all about your every move and weakness.

Barbarax: Let's put that to the test. Giga Beam!

[The Giga Beam strikes him from above, enlarging him]

Imari: Diamond Dragon, descend!

[The Diamond Dragon flies into the scene and fires a burst of flames upon Barbarax; Barbarax barely takes damage]

Barbarax: Thankfully, my armor is fire-resistant.

Imari: That's no problem.

[She jumps into the Diamond Dragon's cockpit]

Imari: Diamond Dragon, convert to Fighter Mode, now!

[Outside, the Diamond Dragon assumes Fighter Mode]

Imari: Bring it on, Barbarax!

Barbarax: Oh, gladly. But don't think I'm alone.

[Back at the Gullveig Galleon, Nike inputs codes on Omen's phone]

Nike: Galvanax was a fool to leave this data behind. [hands Omen his phone]

Omen: [pushes a button on his phone] Bring on the Skullgators!

[Back outside the mall, five giant Skullgators appear alongside Barbarax]

Barbarax: See what I mean?

Imari: Am I supposed to be intimidated by your little skull party? 'Cause I'm not!

Barbarax: Get her!

[He and the Skullgators charge at the Diamond Dragon, who fights back with its sword over the course of a few minutes, albeit in a struggle]

[Back at the café, Tor and Tomoe are given their meals]

Tomoe: That was awfully quick. Never known a cafe with this kind of service.

Tor: Same here.

Tor and Tomoe: Please bless this food.

[Tomoe takes a bite from her chicken and potatoes and smiles]

Tomoe: Lovely.

[Tor takes a bite from his sandwich, but as he chews, his eyes widen; he swallows]

Tor: Why is my sandwich well done? I asked for medium.

Tomoe: Mind if I have a taste?

[Tor hands her the other half of the sandwich; Tomoe takes a bite and chews, then swallows and grimaces]

Tomoe: It's so hard, one could chip a tooth eating this crap.

Tor: [after sipping his soda] Someone's gonna pay for this. [raises his hand] Pardon me, Winnie?

[Winnie returns]

Winnie: Something wrong, sir?

Tor: I ordered a steak sandwich medium, but when I took a bite, it tasted well done.

Winnie: [inspects the order pad] Oh, dear. Yes, you did order medium. I'd better talk to the cooks and have them send you a fresh sandwich as properly ordered. Otherwise, we won't charge you for the sandwich. Be right back.

[She heads for the kitchen]

Winnie: The man who ordered a medium steak sandwich got it well done. Could someone cook him a fresh sandwich with medium steak, please?

Cook B: I'll handle it, Winnie.

Alfie: That won't be necessary, Winn. I'll handle it.

Cook B: You? As I recall, Alfie, you refused my help and knowingly cooked the steak well done.

Alfie: I was trying to make up for lost time.

Cook A: Lost time that resulted from your tardiness.

[The manager enters]

Manager: What's the trouble here?

Winnie: Sir, it's Alfie. He came in late and purposely cooked a customer's steak well done when he should've cooked medium.

Alfie: Sir, we were falling behind. I was trying to help keep up.

Manager: Everybody out. I'd like to talk to Alfie alone.

[Everyone else leaves]

Manager: Alfie, since you started working here, your behavior has been insufferable.

Alfie: I had an appointment to get to this morning, sir.

Manager: The same excuse you gave the last few times you ran late.

Alfie: At any rate, I figured cooking on higher temperatures would save time in getting the steak cooked.

Manager: It's important to keep up the pace at this new café, but when you're a cook, that doesn't supersede common sense. You should've rescheduled those appointments for the hours you have off.

Alfie: Sir, surely...!

Manager: All my employees and I know that customers' needs come first. Except you, unfortunately. I'm sorry. I'm gonna have to let you go. Hang up that apron and clear out your locker. If you'll excuse me, I've gotta get back to work. [exits]

[Alfie seethes with fury as he takes off his apron; he tosses it on top of the grill and storms off; as soon as he is out of sight, the apron catches fire; the sprinklers spray water, but some are jammed; the fire spreads faster]

[Back at the booth, Tomoe feeds Tor some of her chicken]

Tomoe: It's too bad, Tor. At least they won't charge us for that steak.

Tor: I don't think that chef's ever taken culinary classes. [sniffs] Uh, Tomoe, do you smell something odd?

Tomoe: [sniffs] It's almost as if something's burning.

[She turns to the kitchen, which is on fire]

Tomoe: Tor! The kitchen's on fire!

Tor: Oh, my God!

Tomoe: We gotta get outta here!

[The fire alarm rings]

Manager: Ladies and gentlemen, there's a fire in the kitchen. Everybody evacuate the café immediately!

[Tor and Tomoe get out of their seats and evacuate with just about everyone else; Tor and Tomoe retreat to a nearby alley far from the flames]

Manager: Don't anybody go home just yet. The sprinklers are trying to contain the fire.

Pete: Wait! Jenny's still in the restroom!

[The fire soon starts to get out of control; Tor and Tomoe notice from the alley]

Tomoe: Tor, we gotta get that woman out of the building before it burns to the ground!

Tor: Waiting for the fire department will be too late. One of us should go inside and find the woman while the other tries to put out the fire.

Tomoe: Right.

Tor and Tomoe: [whip out their phones] Blaze morph!

[They get suited up and run up to the front of the building, armed with their Blaze Busters]

Pete: Crystal Exceeds! Oh, thank God! Please, get my wife outta the building! She's stuck inside!

Tomoe: Leave it to me, sir!

[She charges into the building]

Tor: Stand back, everyone! I'll try and contain the fire while we wait for the fire department!

[He sets his Blaze Buster to extinguisher mode and shoots dry chemicals at the flames at full blast]

Tor: [snaps a photo of the building and sends a text] I need backup fast!

[Back outside the mall, the battle between the Diamond Dragon and Barbarax's army continues; the other three Crystal Exceeds watch from below]

Miyabi: Of all the times we need Tor and Tomoe.

Lilith: Good thing we have a backup plan. [to her phone] Sarah, since Tor and Tomoe are occupied, we'll need that new remote-control device.

[Cut back to the warehouse lab with stewardess Sarah]

Sarah: Understood, milady.

[She attaches the remote-control device to the controls and inputs the codes]

Sarah: Barbarax, meet the Ninjazords!

[Back at the fight scene, the five Ninjazords charge into the scene:
Ape
Frog
Crane
Wolf
Bear]

Barbarax: Huh?! Ninjazords?!

Lilith: Frog Ninjazord, strike!

[The Frog Ninjazord opens its mouth, releasing an army of smaller frogs, which latch onto the Skullgators and zap them; the Frog Ninjazord spews fire at Barbarax, hitting him]

Julie: Crane Ninjazord, fire!

[The Crane Ninjazord fires projectiles from its wings at Barbarax and the Skullgators, hitting them all]

Miyabi: Give it to 'em, Wolf Ninjazord!

[The Wolf Ninjazord fires lasers from its eyes at the enemies, hitting them, then strikes them with its tail]

Miyabi: Bear Ninjazord, stomp on 'em!

[The Bear Ninjazord stomps on one Skullgator after another, then fires lasers from its eyes at Barbarax, hitting him]

Miyabi: Ape Ninjazord, Twin Sword Slash!

[The Ape Ninjazord attaches its swords to each other and jumps up, then strikes the enemies with its swords]

Imari: Nice work, guys! Now, bring 'em together and gimme a hand!

Miyabi: You got it, Imari!

Miyabi, Julie, and Lilith: Ninjazords, combine!

[The five Ninjazords combine to form the Ninja Megazord; the three Exceeds jump into the cockpit]

Miyabi, Julie, and Lilith: Ninja Megazord, power up!

[Outside, the Ninja Megazord nods at the Diamond Dragon, who nods back]

Barbarax: You think using a Megazord is gonna help you? [charges at the two mecha w/his axe] I don't think so!

[Both mecha punch Barbarax back to the Skullgators]

[Cut to the Diamond Dragon's cockpit]

Imari: [inserts the Torozord key into the key adapter of her phone] Time for a Megazord mode! Defender Torozord transformation!

[Outside, the Diamond Dragon takes the form of the Defender Torozord]

Barbarax: Time to fight axe with axe!

[The Defender Torozord and Barbarax fight with their axes]

Imari: Guys, finish off the Skullgators!

Miyabi: Roger that, Imari! Ninja Megazord!

Miyabi, Lilith, and Julie: Power Punch!

[The Ninja Megazord's fists glow with the roar of an ape and the howl of a wolf; the Megazord punches the Skullgators one by one, electrifying them; all five of them engulf in explosions]

Barbarax: My Skullgators!

Imari: You're next, Barbarax! Defender Torozord, Lightning Spin!

[The Defender Torozord jumps up and spins around, then strikes Barbarax with its axe, cutting the enemy's axe in half; the Defender Torozord reverts to the Diamond Dragon]

Barbarax: [grabs the top half of his axe] I can still win with what's left!

Imari: Or can you? Blazing Slash!

[The Diamond Dragon's sword ignites; the Diamond Dragon strikes Barbarax with it]

Barbarax: [groans; drops his burnt axe] No! A group of amateurs, defeating the mighty Barbarax?!

[He falls to the ground and engulfs in an explosion; the Exceeds jump out of the cockpits]

Miyabi: [grabs the bags and umbrellas] That was quite a fight, guys.

Lilith: Mm-hmm. Plus, it was fun piloting the Ninja Megazord.

Julie: Yeah. And Imari's Diamond Dragon taking the form of the Defender Torozord-- What better way to bring down Barbarax?

Imari: You took the words right out of my mouth, Julie.

Miyabi: C'mon, let's get home.

[Her phone suddenly buzzes]

Miyabi: Hmm?

[She gets a text from Tor: "Fire at Café Ramsey! Backup is needed fast!", with a photo of the burning café attached; Miyabi gasps in horror]

Miyabi: Guys!

Lilith: What's the matter?

Miyabi: The café Tor and Tomoe went to-- It's on fire! We gotta get there fast!

[Back at the burning café, Crystal Exceed Cobalt douses flames as she searches for the women's restroom; an explosion causes the grill to burst out in front of her; Tomoe notices Alfie's burnt-up apron stuck on it and douses said flames]

Tomoe: That damn cook. [grabs the burnt apron] If anyone can hear me, please shout!

Jenny: [in distance] Help me!

[She slowly approaches the women's restroom, which is blockaded by burning beams; Tomoe douses the flames on the beams and kicks the door down; inside the corner of the restroom is the fretting Jenny]

Jenny: A Crystal Exceed! Get me outta here!

Tomoe: [continues extinguishing the flames] Don't worry, miss. I'll see to it you'll be taken safely back to your husband.

[She carries Jenny on her back and continues dousing nearby flames as she makes her way out]

Tomoe: We're almost out, ma'am! Just hold tight!

[She successfully exits the building with Jenny in tow]

Pete: Oh, my God! Jenny!

Jenny: Pete!

[She runs up to her husband and embraces him]

Jenny: Thank you, Exceed Cobalt.

Tomoe: All in a day's work.

[She walks up to Tor (who is still trying to put out the flames) and shows him the apron]

Tor: A burnt apron?

Tomoe: Might be that nosy cook.

[The manager approaches]

Manager: What's the apron for?

Tomoe: [hands him the apron] I found it on the grill, sir.

Manager: Oh, good God. Good thing I already fired that son of a b*tch.

[He sets off, leaving Tor and Tomoe to douse the flames with their Blaze Busters]

Tor: That was excellent work, Tomoe, saving that woman.

Tomoe: Thanks, babe.

Tor: I already called the others for backup. They'll be here any second.

Tomoe: Good. I don't know how much longer we can keep the fire from spreading.

[Suddenly, a giant enemy robot charges into the scene; Tor and Tomoe look up]

Tomoe: Crap. Enemy robot.

Tor: Lemme run a scan.

[He runs a scan on the robot's pilot; on board the robot is Alfie; a rap sheet is also shown]

Tor: Alfred Canseco, 34, convicted of carrying a firearm in 2017.

Manager: Alfie! He's doing this!

Alfie: [through the robot's PA system] Serves you right for costing me my only job, you pathetic bum! You hired me when no one else wanted me after my gun conviction! I trusted you!

Manager: You brought it on yourself with your slacking and lack of common sense!

Alfie: Shut your fat face!

[His robot raises a fist and is about to crush the manager, when suddenly, the Ninja Megazord and Diamond Dragon punch it out of the way, then fight it]

Manager: Damn, that was close!

Tor: It's about time you guys showed up!

Tomoe: Hey, is that the Ninja Megazord?!

Tor: Maybe they used the Megazord keys on one of our Blaze Kings.

Tomoe: Without you? I don't think so.

Miyabi: [through communication devices on the helmets] It's a gift from one of the Mighty Morphin Rangers. He sent a device that allows us to summon the Ninjazords remotely.

Tor: Damn, these guys think of everything!

Tomoe: We'll try and catch up with you guys, but we gotta douse this fire until the fire department--!

[Suddenly, FDNY fire engines arrive, with NYPD squad cars in hot pursuit; on board one is fireman Donald Duvall]

Tor: Speak of the devil! Duvall, it's about time you showed up!

Duvall: Thanks for the head start, Exceeds. We'll take it from here!

[The firemen start dousing the flames with their hoses]

Tor: Time to get back to work, Tomoe.

Tomoe: Mm-hmm.

Tor and Tomoe: Exceed Blaze Dragon King, combine!

[The Exceed Blaze King charges into the scene and combines with the Diamond Dragon to form the Exceed Blaze Dragon King; Tor and Tomoe jump into the cockpit; all three mecha face Alfie's robot]

Alfie: If you think you can stop me from avenging my only financial means, you've got another thing coming!

[Cut to the Exceed Blaze Dragon King's cockpit with all six Exceeds]

Imari: That guy's like a broken record.

Tor: Did you know the perp was the one who overcooked my steak sandwich?

Tomoe: And he's the one who started the fire.

Miyabi: Yikes.

Imari: Enough chit-chat, guys! Let's finish him off!

Lilith: Sarah, bring on the Falconzord!

[Outside, the White Falconzord screeches at it flies into the scene; Alfie's robot fires lasers at it, but the Falconzord dodges, then fires projectiles from its wingtips at the robot, hitting it hard]

Alfie: You pesky buzzard!

Exceeds: Ninja MegaFalconzord, combine!

[The Falconzord attaches to the back of the Ninja Megazord, forming the Ninja MegaFalconzord, which takes to the sky alongside the Exceed Blaze Dragon King]

Alfie: Jet propulsion!

[His robot's jets ignite; it takes off after the two mecha]

Alfie: Brass Boomerang!

[His robot tosses a brass boomerang from its back at the mecha; the Ninja MegaFalconzord spins around and kicks the boomerang right back at Alfie's robot, hitting it hard; the boomerang flies back toward the Exceed Blaze Dragon King, which slices it in half with its Dragon Javelin; the broken pieces hit the ground]

Alfie: My beautiful boomerang! Look what you've done!

Exceeds: Dragon Javelin, Ultimate Strike! FINAL ATTACK!

[The Exceed Blaze Dragon King dives down and strikes Alfie's robot with its glowing javelin, electrifying it]

Alfie: You can't do this to me! I'm trying to make a living!

Tomoe: Who makes a living on hatred and destruction?! Ninja MegaFalconzord, Power Punch!

All six Exceeds: FINAL ATTACK!

[The Ninja MegaFalconzord dives down toward the enemy robot with its glowing fists and punches it hard hard; Alfie screams as his robot gets sent flying back and hits the ground, engulfing in a massive explosion; after the smoke clears, the armed Crystal Exceeds and cops approach the debris; Alfie emerges from the debris, covered in burn marks and dust]

Alfie: Look, officers, it all started with an urgent appointment with my therapist.

Tomoe: Cuff him.

[Tor slaps the cuffs on Alfie]

Tor: Alfred Canseco, you're under arrest for arson, assault on NYPD officers, and attempted murder. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you can't afford one, one will be appointed to you. You understand these rights?

Alfie: Screw you, copper.

Tor: [hands Alfie to the cops] Get him outta here.

[The cops take Alfie away; Tomoe notices the firemen dousing the fire; all the customers and employees have left; explosions suddenly start to engulf the cafe]

Tomoe: Mother of God. Stand clear, everybody! I think it's gonna collapse!

[Everyone stands clear; the final explosion tears the café apart; the building slowly collapses]

[Soon, the fire is out, but the Café Ramsey is completely destroyed; the Exceeds (now back to normal) observe the damage]

Tomoe: [sighs] What a disaster.

Duvall: That's nothing compared to what could've happened. If you and Tor hadn't helped to contain the fire, it could've easily spread to the whole neighborhood. Nice work, everyone.

Tor: Too bad our lunch date was ruined.

Duvall: You can thank Canseco for that. But he won't be doin' anymore of that now, thanks to you guys.

[He pats Tor on the back, then returns to his crew]

Tor: Tomoe, I'm sorry I ever recommended this café in the first place.

Tomoe: I don't blame you, Tor. You had no way of knowing this café would go up in smoke.

[She and Tor embrace, then kiss]

Tomoe: Let's just finish this date at McDonald's and go home.

Tor: You got it.

Miyabi: We'll meet you back there. [takes the shopping bags to the Uber] Have fun, you guys!

[The other three join her; the Uber takes off for the warehouse; Tor and Tomoe hold hands as they walk up to their SUV across the street]

[Later, at McDonald's, the two have lunch together; that night, back at the warehouse, the six Exceeds have dinner together; in the bathroom, Tor and Tomoe make out as they bathe; later, they are in bed together (Tor is in his shirt while Tomoe is completely naked); as they sleep, Miyabi looks at herself in the mirror, holding the bikini she bought earlier (from a hanger) in front of her]

Miyabi: You and me tomorrow, Tor.

[Back to the present at the Manhattan Diner]

Eleanor: Tomoe, the way you rescued that woman in the burning café-- That really took guts.

Tomoe: I had to, Ellie. She and her husband need each other.

Brittany: Girl, you're one of the luckiest Exceeds around.

Jeanette: Probably one of the bravest, too.

Tomoe: Thanks, girls.

Tor: So, in the end, kids, the fire was caused by hastiness and bad tempers. It's not easy to keep up with orders, but it's better to use simple common sense on the job. Sadly, Alfie Canseco didn't have that. And thanks to his carelessness, the Café Ramsey was left in ruins. Thankfully, Hunter isn't like that.

Alvin: I agree. [notices a waiter approaching with breakfast] Oh! Food's finally here!

Tor: At last!

Waiter: Who's got the pancakes?

[FINAL NOTE:
Alfred Canseco was convicted of six counts of assault in the first degree, eight counts of attempted murder in the first degree, and one count of arson in the first degree. He refuses to divulge any information as from whom he bought his giant robot. He is now serving a life sentence in Attica Correctional Facility without possibility of parole. He never received his final paycheck.]



Miyabi: Next time: Too Hot to Handle.

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