05x39 - The Curve Ball

[bunniefuu]

( cheering )

Tied score--

-.

Not for long, sucker.

Hey, Teej.

Man, what bat should I use?

The aluminum.

It's lighter, and brian's
pitching pretty fast today.

Ricky...

Choke up a bit.

( beeping )

Hey, guys,
we'll be right back.

You're leaving now?

It's tied.

Don't worry. We'll be back.

But, TJ, you're half the team.

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... ♪

ALPHA: TJ, the other Rangers
are being attacked

by Rygog and Piranahtrons.

We're on our way.

Shift into turbo!

Ready?

You okay?

Yeah.

What's wrong with you,
you feeble fish?

Can't you do anything right?

Have you guys had enough yet?

You haven't seen the last of me!

( all grunting )

Are you guys okay?

Yeah.
Thanks for your help.

They were after Storm Blaster.

- We got to get back.
- Let's go.

Yeah! See you.

Bye, guys.
Catch you later.

TJ:
Hey, what's up?

They're back. Great!

We won't lose now.

Perfect timing, TJ.

You're up.

You better give me a tough one.

- Come on, TJ!
- ( clapping and cheering )

TEAM:
Come on, TJ!

Come on, TJ!

Yeah! Yeah!

( cheering )

What'd I tell you?

Hey, it's Heath,
the new guy I told you about.

( all murmuring )

Hey.

This is heath.

He just moved here.

He's on our team.

Great. I'm TJ.

They say you're pretty good.

I try.

That's more than I can say
for the rest of your sorry team.

( snickering )

Let's see you try

against me.

We'll see.

Come on, TJ!

Yeah!

Strike one.

Come on!

( purple team cheering )

Strike two.

Come on, TJ!

Strike three! Yeah!

( purple team cheering )

That guy struck out TJ.

Teej!

Oh.

Hi, guys.

I just came to say

I can't make it to the movies.

I'm going to spend some time
in the batting cages.

Got to figure out
Heath's pitch, huh?

BRIAN:
Ah, batting techniques.

So, uh, Heath's pitch
has got you spooked, huh?

I'm going to figure out that pitch.

Yeah.

I think it's broken.

Ran out of chalk, sir.

It's an important job.

The lines on the field
have got to be perfect.

No problemo.

Just add chalk.

( groans )

( grunting )

Strike three.
He's out of there!

Oh, man.

Ha!
The Red Ranger struck out.

Oh, what a pity.

Porto!

My Queen,
may I present Strike Out.

Divatox, I didn't know
you liked baseball.

I don't, but I heard
you have an expl*sive pitch.

It's true, it's true.

Good, because you'll be pitching

against the Power Rangers!

( Divatox laughing )

Yo, Heath,
you've got a great pitch.

So, uh...

What's the secret to hitting it?

Man, it took me years
to learn that pitch

and you think I'm just going

to tell you how to hit it?

Fat chance.

( beeping )

ALPHA:
Yo, a monster's in the park.

The others are headed there now.

We're on our way.

Shift into Turbo!

You don't look like
much of a threat to me.

We can take him, guys.

You think so, huh?

Well, I say you're a lightweight.
Why not step on up to the plate

and put your bat
where your mouth is?

Give me your best pitch, monster.

I'm going to hit it out of the park.

I don't need my best for you.

How about a simple curve ball?

See what you can do with this.

( grunting )

( yells )

Wow. What a curve.

Give me a chance at bat, TJ.

No, it's my turn.

( grunting )

No one can hit my curve ball,
not even you, Red Ranger.

Oh, man, another guy
with a wicked pitch.

Maybe I should give you
something easier.

Back at you.

( groans )

Come on. No more soft ba*ls.

Let me see
your curve ball again.

So you want
to play hardball, do you?

All right!

( evil laughter )

( grunting )

( laughing )

I'm out of baseballs?

I guess it's time
for the seventh inning stretch.

No. Don't leave.

( groans )

This is ridiculous.

I've got to learn
to hit that curve ball.

First Heath, then this monster.

Why can't I figure out
how to hit a curve ball?

I got to go.

I'll see you later
at the Youth Center.

( sighs )

Want to race?

No, thanks.

Scared I'll beat you again?

Is that all you think about--

winning and losing?

Not winning and losing.

Just winning.

Come on, chicken.

Whoa!

( yells )

Hold on!

Okay. Give me your hand.

Come on!

Reach!

( grunting )

Come on.

You okay?

Yeah.

Thanks.

I owe you.

You don't owe me a thing.

( grunts )

Hey, TJ.

Come here.

Huh.

This is for you.

You've got to watch my arm

then my wrist

so you know which way
the ball's going to curve.

So if I go to one side like this...

Wait a sec...
you're going to teach me

how to hit your curve ball?

Yeah... but only you.

I'm with you.

( beeping )

TJ:
If you go like this, off to one side

then what?

Then that's

the way the ball's
going to curve.

Oh!

Go ahead, alpha.

Yo, Carlos,
it's the Strike Out monster.

He is back again.

Okay. I'm on my way.

Aw, phooey!
What a tragic waste!

A perfectly gloomy day

all my talent,
and no one to pick on.

- CARLOS: Hey!
- Huh?

Strike Out monster.

Are you looking for us?

'Cause you better believe
we're looking for you!

Yeah!

Well, I'm looking for the Red Ranger

but maybe I'll warm up with you.

( grunting )

( yelling )

( grunts )

Hey! I hit it.

I mean, I knew
where it was going to be.

( grunts )

( chuckles )

( beeping tune )

Thanks, man.

Promise me you won't tell
anyone, okay?

You've got it.

I got to go.

See you Saturday.

Good job.

( evil laughter )

This is going to be a no-hitter.

TJ:
Hey, pitcher.

Huh?

JUSTIN: It's TJ!

CASSIE:
I knew he'd make it.

- All right!
- Come on!

Looks like this is

your last winning, Red Ranger.

I think you're right,
and it's a good thing, too

'cause I am really tired
of hearing you brag.

Now, give me your best shot!

Huh! You didn't learn your
lesson the first time at it.

( laughing )

I just love this game!

Come on, Strike Out.
Let's see what you've got.

Show him up, TJ.

He's sweating big time!

You just might want
to start running

after you throw this pitch,
Strike Out

'cause this one's out of here!

( Strike Out laughs )

Now this is the TJ.
I remember.

( laughs )

You'll be lucky to even
see this pitch coming at you

Red Ranger, much less hit it.

( grunts )

( gasping )

( yelling )

( excited congratulations )

My fireball!

No one hits my fireball!

Strike Out struck out!

Fire the torpedoes!

RYGOG:
Torpedoes away.

( evil laughter )

I'm my own relief pitcher,
and a big one, too.

Turbo Megazord Power, now!

♪ Go ♪

Let's lock 'em up!

♪ Power rangers Turbo, go, go... ♪

Now this is what I call
the "big leagues."

Too bad you won't be here
for long.

We'll see about that.

Here comes the knockout pitch!
( grunting )

Spin out!

What's going on?!

W-w-what?

( yelling )

Well, that's one baseball career
that's gone down in flames.

DIVATOX:
Uh... baseball!

I never want to see
another baseball, bat

glove, or baseball cap

as long as I live!

Ooh! Get that out of there!

( both chuckling )

Oh, what? What is it?

Uh, uh, just thinking how much
we... hate baseball! Yuck!

Y-yeah, yeah. We do,
We do. We hate it!

Uh, we hate it a lot.

Oh, yeah. I hate it...

Man, I don't have a chance.

Any suggestions?

Just give it your best shot.

( sighs )

BOY:
Come on, Heath.

One more out and we win.

Oh, what...? What the...?

Look. It's a curve ball

so it's going to drop down
right about here.

Hold this stuff.
I'll show you.

So, instead of swinging level

you got to be ready

to drop the elbow down
to make contact.

( murmurs of appreciation )

( chuckles )

Yeah.

Hey!

We got it.