05x06 - Rally Ranger

[bunniefuu]

( cheering )

Eat my dust, losers.

I got you now.

I don't think so.

Whoa!

Justin!

Come on.

Shift into Turbo!

♪ Go! ♪

♪ Mighty engines roar ♪

♪ Turbo charged for more ♪

♪ Drive four on the floor ♪

♪ Go! ♪

♪ Power Rangers Turbo, go ♪

♪ Power Rangers Turbo, go ♪

♪ Power Rangers Turbo... ♪

Justin!

Are you all right?

I'm all right.

But look at my racer.

It's trashed.

As long as you're all right,
it doesn't matter.

ANNOUNCER:
The Mean Machine takes the trial run.

Aw, man. Tomorrow's
Angel Grove's Derby.

I'll never get True Blue
fixed in time.

We'll help you.

Yeah, we'll help.

Yeah, thanks

but that'd be against the rules.

I have to do it myself.

Tough luck, Stewart.

Hey, I'd get
that steering checked out

if I were you.

Why did you do that, Warren?

It's only practice.

Every race counts.

And it looks like
I won't be seeing you

at the derby tomorrow.

Your racer's history.

I'll be there.

Right. Even you couldn't
fix that mess by tomorrow.

Just give it up.

Face it--
you don't fit in, egghead.

Don't listen to him, Justin.

Yeah. But he's right.

I don't fit in.

My people,
I have returned.

Thanks for the warning.

Porto, get the lead out.

I need a detonator to destroy
the racetrack before tomorrow.

I'm doing my very best, Captain

but the detonator

is very sophisticated

and quite complicated
to manufacture.

I don't want to hear any
more of your lame excuses.

Just do it!

Right. I'll just pull one
out of my back pocket and...

Are you complaining again?

Uh, no, Captain.

I was just saying that I need
to pull a back socket out of it

and then the detonator
should be...

Whatever.
Don't bore me with the details.

Finish it!

I'm saying I need
to reconfigure...

Hello!

Earth to Porto!

Anybody in there?

We said we don't want
to hear it.

You got that?

I was just trying to... oh.

That is the last straw.

I'm sick of wasting
my superior intellect

on this band of buffoons.

I'm going awol.

Hey, Justin.

I heard you had
a rough day today.

Yeah.

I'm trying to fix my racer

but it's going to take
a lot of work

even for an egghead like me.

Justin, look.

Kat filled me in on what
happened with Warren.

You shouldn't let
what he said get to you.

Yeah.

It's just...

I mean...

sometimes...

I wish I could be
like the other kids.

Sometimes...

I wish I wasn't so smart.

Are you kidding me?

You should be proud
of your intelligence.

It's really a special gift.

You think so?

Sure.
We all think it's really cool

you have so much brain power.

You do?

Absolutely.

I know you're trying to fit in

but being smart is a part of
you that makes you special--

unique from everyone else.

Would you really want
to give that up?

No. I guess not.

Thanks, Tommy.

Now, if you don't mind,
I've got a lot of work to do.

All right.

Here you go, buddy.

( snoring )

You g*ons won't have me
to kick around anymore.

And good riddance.

( gasps )

Hey! Huh?
Hey, fishy got indigestion?

Ooh, that was close.

I'm out of here.

He's sleeping.

I'll bet he's been working
on his racer all night.

Poor thing.

This race really
means a lot to him.

But it's covered up.

Maybe it was too much

for him to finish.

What time is it?

Time to rise and shine.

Today's your big day.

Oh, yeah, the big day.

So what's the prognosis
on True Blue?

Well, I got permission
to work on it all night

and I did the best I could, but...

You didn't have a lot of time.

Yeah, you tried your best.

I guess
I should let you guys see it.

Ta-da!

True Blue II.

Justin, it's awesome.

You really had us going.

How did you rebuild this
in one night?

Easy, I used my egghead.

( all laughing )

Wake up!

( growling )

You too, pear head.

Where's Porto?

Looks like he jumped ship.

Brilliant.

Your powers of observation
are just staggering.

Well, where is he?

I know.

Maybe he was abducted
by the aliens.

No, we are the aliens.

Ooh, how dare

that giant marshmallow
jump ship.

I need him to fix this detonator.

Hey, I've got a great idea.

I could fix it, huh?

Come on,
give me a chance.

You've got a point, Elgar.

I do?

Unfortunately,
it's on your head.

Oh, come on,
give me a chance.

Please, please, please.

Hey, I'll fix the detonator
and destroy the race track.

Oh, something tells me
I'm going to regret this...

but I guess I have no choice.

Yippee!

( gasping )

Hey, there's too many parts
on this thing.

And they're off.

( crowd cheering )

Here you go.

And it's a close one, folks.

Zak Attack wins the first race
of the day.

ADAM:
Well, it doesn't look like

you've got anything
to worry about here.

TANYA:
Be confident.

Be strong, man.

Say cheese.

Welcome to the
Angel Grove Derby, folks.

We expect to see a lot
of exciting racing today

as the contestants line up.

So enjoy yourselves today,
have fun

and don't forget

if you get the chance,
have a smoothie.

BULK: The eyes of the
whole town are on this race.

If we can win it,
we'd be famous

and maybe the Power Rangers
would help turn us into humans.

You know what they say,
Bulky, Cheetahs never win.

Get it? Cheetahs?

'Cause we're monkeys?

Get it?

I got it, Skull.

( Bulk and Skull chattering )

Listen, you two

I brought you out here
for some fresh air.

If you don't keep it down

I'm going to take you
back to the Juice Bar

and put you back on
banana peeling duty.

Skullovich,

I'm coming up with a plan here.

If we could just find a way to...

Uh-huh.

( cackling )

Let me see now.

Where should I put
the detonator?

Somewhere where
they'd never expect it.

I need someone fast
and I need someone mean.

Aha!

Perfect.

Oh, my.

Well, I hate to ruin

your dinky little derby

but I'm going to.

( beeping )

Well, well, well.

If it isn't the boy genius
back for more humiliation.

I see you got your geek-mobile

back together.

But why even bother?

'Cause I'm going to win.

Mm-hmm.

Have a good race, Warren.

After I've destroyed Angel Grove

those sea urchins will give me
the respect I deserve.

Finally!

A huge body
to match my huge mind!

( goofy laughter )

♪ Ta-da! ♪

The detonator is planted!

I told you
I could do it better

than that lamebrain Porto!

Frankly, I'm shocked.

Now, where is that loser?

Divatox, look!

Porto's gone postal!

Let me see.

What does that
barnacle-ridden reject

think he's doing?

Yeah... huh?

( communicator beeping )

Oh, man.

What's the matter,
Stewart--

finally come to your senses?

There's something
I need to do.

Figures you'd chicken out.

ANNOUNCER:
Attention, all racers.

Please come
to the starting line.

( snickering )

Excuse me!

What's going on?

Porto's on the rampage
through the city.

We've got to stop him.

Final call for entries.

I'm going to miss my race.

No! He's ruining our plan.

Rygog, do whatever it takes
to establish a beam

and shrink that little weasel

and bring him back here.

Oh, I have some little visitors.

We're big enough for you,
you bag of hot air!

ALL:
Auto Blasters--

fire!

Ooh!

Your puny weapons
can't deflate the mighty Porto.

We're not through yet,
bigmouth.

ALL:
Auto Blasters turbo mode, fire!

Time to read the signs

Rangers.

You're finished!

Turbo robotic arsenal mobilizer!

Turbo Lightning Sword!

Turbo Hand Blasters!

Turbo Thunder Cannon!

Turbo Star Charges!

Turbo Wind fire!

Turbo fire!

Looks like a case
of too little, too late.

Tommy, hang on!

I think they want you back.

I can't break free!

Can I lend a hand?

( yelling )

Tommy, are you all right?

Yeah, but we're going to have
to get some more firepower.

( applause and cheering )

Riders, prepare for start.

This is almost too easy.

On your mark...

get set...

go!

What's going on?!

Huh? Hey, that wasn't
supposed to happen!

Defective detonator.

You think?

With a head that size

you'd think there'd be
something in there that worked.

What's that?

ALL:
Turbo Ram Cannon mode, fire!

Turn the other cheek

I always say.

I've locked in on
Porto's coordinates.

Well, then get him here...

now!

Oh... good idea.

It appears I've lost

my height advantage.

You seem to be short
on luck, too.

Oh, looks like
you're being summoned.

That's the last of that shrimp!

Yeah, not a minute too soon.

Maybe I can get back
in time for the race.

Come on, guys, let's go.

We've got to stop him.

Warren's racer
is out of control!

Justin, wait!

Excuse me.

Don't worry.

I think I can stop you.

Here it goes!

It worked.

Warren!

Are you okay?

I think so.

Man, it feels weird.

I don't know
what happened to my racer.

Hey, Justin... thanks.

I owe you one.

( chuckling )

Oh! I want them round,
not square!

Sorry.

I can explain everything.

Rygog, what's the penalty
for going awol?

Absent without leave
is most dreadful.

It says he must walk the plank.

But this is a submarine.

Well, then I suggest
you start holding your breath.

( laughing )

We're finally going to
get this race started.

Let's hope things go smoothly.

Good luck.

Hey, Justin, it's great

that they were able
to reschedule the race today.

Yeah.

Listen, I'm real sorry about
the things I said the other day.

I guess I was kind of jealous
of how smart you are.

Really?

Yeah.

Hey, maybe we could work

on our racers together sometime.

I bet I could learn a lot from you.

That'd be cool.

All right.

Have a good race.

You, too.

Stop! Stop! Stop!
Stop the race!

There's somebody on the track!

Who is that?

I have absolutely no idea.

Here you go.

MAN:
Thank you.

I'm losing control, Skull!

Hold on!

Oh, no!

( yelling )

( screaming )

- Oh!
- ( all snickering )

Got to hurt.

Come on.

People of Angel Grove

listen to me!

My named is Farcus Bulkmeier.

And I am Eugene Skullovitch.

( chimps chattering )

An evil mistress has
transformed us into monkeys.

( chimps chattering )

That's right. Mm-hmm.

Sorry, folks.

I'll take care of these two.

Come on, fellas.

You've had your fun.

( chimps chattering )

Well, I've got a job that
you'll find very appealing.

( chattering )

Excuse me.

Are these your monkeys?

Well, yes, ma'am, I,
I suppose they are.

Papaya.

( laughing )

Maybe, pouf-head.

I don't know what it means.

Well, it's okay.

Do you like that?

Papaya.

This better work.

( english accent ):
I don't have to do this drivel.

I was hamlet once.
Oh, look.