11x25 - Brothers in Arms

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Deep in the mountains, secret Ninja
Academies train our future protectors.

Ancient scrolls told of three
who would be chosen above the others.

Three who would become...

Huh?

No!

Sounded like the top end.
l let go on the last straight.

Think you can rebuild it
before the next moto?

No way. l've never done one
in less than five hours.

Guys, if you wanna go pro you need
someone to wrench on your bikes.

OK, but there isn't a mechanic in the
world that could fix this in time.

l'll give it a ty. You think you
can do it in less than mo hours?

Sure.

That's impossible, man.

Hey, ifyou can do it, go for it.

No problem. Hey!

Nah!

The riders are warming up for
the next race.

Man, you're going to miss it!

- All set.
- Hey!

l adjusted the float on your pilot
jet, you were running a bit rich.

Sounds like you'll make
moto number mo.

Riders to the starting line!

Hey, thanks, dude. He's gone!

- First place.
- Aw, hey, you did it!

Yeah, man, he checked out
on the second lap.

Hard to think you're getting faster.
That's part of it.

But it felt like l was riding a
factoy bike out there.

That freaky guy hooked you up.

- What freaky guy?
- Skinny, kind of nerdy looking.

He did a whole rebuild
in a couple of hours.

That'd be Pery.

He's this total moto genius.
A little trippy, though.

- You know him?
- Yeah.

So where does he live?

Out of town in that creepy area
down by the train tracks.

Divided by ...

- Pery!
- Huh?

- Been looking for you.
- What're you guys doing here?

Ever thought about
hooking up with the team?

We'd go pre_ far, the three of us.
Working together.

- Sory!
- l'm pre_ busy at the moment

working on special proiects.

Projects that could
revolutionise the industy.

Look, we promise not to
take up all your time.

- l can't, l'm sory.
- Come on, Pery.

lt's not pre_ when
Hunter starts to beg.

Don't let it come to that.

OK, fine. l'll meet you guys
at the track and we'll talk about it.

Great. Hey, is this
one of your big projects?

Don't touch that!

Must be top secret, huh?

Oh, l just didn't want
you getting any dirt on it.

Dude, we wash.

You know what l mean.

Whatever. That's cool.

Uh!

- l'll see you later on.
- OK.

- Later!
- Bye, guys.

- Check this guy!
- What is that?

Better get out there and see
what this guy's all about.

On it.

- Ready?
- Ready!

Ninia Storm, Ranger Form!

Let's go!

Hey, mind if we
put in a few hot laps?

Be my guest,
but be prepared to eat dirt!

You're not the only ones with a bike.

- Let's get this poser!
- Yeah!

Hang on, guys.

Super Samurai Mode!

You OK?

What? This is iust the beginning.

Zurgane, could it be that
one of your aliens

is good at something other than
taking up space?

He's not from my army.

Ooh!

Well, that seems
to make a little more sense.

- Where did he come from?
- Uncle?

Motodrone's an old friend of
ours from alien band camp.

And Marah and l thought you'd like
to see a real warrior in action.

- Right, Marah?
- He was at band camp?

- Yeah.
- Was he the real pale guy

- who used to play bagpipes?
- Yeah.

Who cares? The point is,
l'm actually proud of you girls.

- Yes!
- But, sir...

Don't be jealous.
Give my nieces some credit

for doing something
right for a change.

What's going on?
He went inside.

Enough! Crimson Blaster!

- Who are you? What do you want?
- They call me Motodrone.

And you'll find out what l want!

Hunter, are you OK?

That's right, Generals, my nieces
deserved to be pampered for this.

So, Motodrone's
an old friend of yours, huh?

Funny you never
mentioned him before.

For someone who doesn't have
a mouth, you sure talk a lot.

- This is the weirdest thing.
- What is it?

l've been running tests on Motodrone
and l've found traces of human DNA.

No way! That thing's human?

Looks like some sort of mutation.

And it's not one of Lothor's g*ons.

No. Won't be able
to find out who it is till

- the computer goes through the database
- Till then you must take care

in dealing with this creature.
We don't know what he's capable of.

- Pery told us to meet here, right?
- Yeah.

But if you haven't noticed,
the guy's a little whack.

No, man, he's all right.

- Hey, guys.
- There you are.

Hey, are you all right?

Yeah, l'm fine. Let's get started.

No, Pery, where are you going?

OK. So, he's a little freaky.

- Motodrone's back!
- We'll handle it.

Come and get me!

- Let's do this!
- Oh, yeah!

- This should be fun!
- Fire lasers!

l'll show those Rangers
how to ride bikes.

- We've got to lead him out of here!
- l'm with you!

l've got you now!

Good session, guys. We've gotta
keep on top of our game.

l hear you. We got
stomped on last time out.

- Excuse me, General.
- Yes, sir?

Perhaps while Motodrone's
thrashing the Thunder Rangers,

- you could take care of the others.
- l thought you'd never ask!

Hey! You haven't finished!

l feel like l could take on that gold
guy all by myself now.

- Yeah?
- You'd have to get past me first.

Attack!

Smooth!

Go for Shane!

Guys, Motodrone is back.
Hunter and Blake need help.

Your pathetic scooters are useless.

- l can't take much more.
- Let me handle this guy.

Give it up, Thunder Ranger!

- Hunter!
- Bye-bye!

Come back!

- Blake, are you OK?
- What happened?

Hunter, he's gone.

Who are you?

The perFect melding
of man and technology.

Shouldn't you be
dominating a national,

- instead of destroying a city?
- You'd think so, wouldn't you?

Guess l got a little too much
of the blue stuff.

Huh?

Let's move on to why
you're here.

Originally just a street bike but
l've made some changes

for the whole
world domination thing.

All l need is a power source,
and guess what?

- You're elected!
- You're crazy.

Yes, but that's the fun of it.

- Pery?
- Hunter?

What are you doing here?

Never mind.

Unhook me from this thing.

OK.

That's better.

- Come on, where is he?
- Hold on!

l've nearly got a lock
on Motodrone's identity.

Pery.

- l know where Hunter is.
- Let's go!

Blake, l know your brother
is in danger but so is Pery.

lf you don't destroy the Motodrone
technology soon,

it will absorb Pery
and he will be gone for ever.

Don't wory.

Hey, Motodrone,
wanna come out and play?

No! l'm so close, no-one's
going to stop my brilliant creation.

Do you think he heard me?

How about a battle of the bikes?

That is, if that heap
of yours can run at all.

l'll show you what this heap can do!

Bring it on!

- It worked!
- Let's go!

- You OK?
- It took you long enough to get here.

- Motodrone, it's...
- Pery. l know.

No, no, no.
You sit this one out.

- Can you make sure he's OK?
- Of course.

Thanks.

- It's quite a set-up.
- Is that nerd envy l'm hearing?

Funny.

He used my Ranger energies
to power that bike.

l think he turned it into
some kind of w*apon.

He's only taken an imprint
of your energy.

lf l redirect the power, l think
l can get you back on your feet.

What about the bike?

Motodrone is so dreamy.
l wish we really did know him.

- What?
- Nothing!

Here's your class picture
from alien band camp.

Motodrone isn't in it anywhere.

What? You lied to me!

Does this mean
our pampering is over?

Get out of my sight!

Now! Not you, Zurgane.

l want you to do something for me.

Pery, we know you're in there.

- Pery is gone.
- We can help you.

No!

l can't remember, where am l?

Who cares? Out of my way!

l want the one called Motodrone.

- You'll have to get past us first!
- As you wish! Kelzacks!

l work for no-one.

Out of my way!

- l'll get him.
- Be careful!

l will!

Attack them! Now!

Let's go!

The red one is mine!

- What am l doing?
- Pery, l can help!

No-one can help me.

Must stop Motodrone.

Pery, don't do this!

- We can help you.
- There is no more Pery.

You're surrounded!

Stay back!

- Cam's not responding!
- That's not good.

Who's...?

Hunter?

Bring it!

Lasers, fire!

- Hey!
- Hey, guys, guess what.

l made a few adjustments
to Pery's bike.

Cool, huh?

l'm not big on street bikes
but this is sick!

All right!

Cool!

- Where's Blake?
- He went after Pery.

Don't!

Blake!

Hang on! Out of my way!

Ninia Glider Bike Flight Mode!

Gotcha!
Took you long enough.

Wise guy!

- All right!
- Yeah!

- You never listen to me, do you?
- You can bag on me later.

- l've got some unfinished business.
- Be careful.

l'll teach him!

Lasers!

Power Dive!

Aim...

Fire!

Yeah!

Pery, are you OK?

Man, what happened?

- You fell off your bike.
- Can't remember anything.

You're OK now.

Oh, man, my head! l feel like l've
been living a bad dream.

l can relate.

Hey, wait a minute.

ln my dream you guys
were Power Rangers.

Yeah, right. Power Rangers!

- This guy, a Power Ranger?
- l'd be great!

Actually, l can't imagine
either of you as Rangers.

Man, what a day!

Ah, my new recruit.

We thought you'd
given up working on bikes.

l'm just putting
the special projects on hold.

l took the rest of the Motodrone
processor to the scrap yard.

l guess there's no such thing
as a perFect rider.

Or a perFect bike.

The Power Rangers were impressed
with my Glider cycle.

- Again with the Power Rangers.
- No, seriously.

They came round to the garage
and l gave it to them.

They're going to use it
to fight the bad guys.

Yeah, right!

We collected all the parts
like you told us.

And you're certain
this is how he did it?

You got all the pieces
and put them together, right?

l think we did.

Yes, sir, Motodrone is formed
when a life-force energy

passes through this device we
retrieved from the scrap yard.

Any life-force energy?

Observe!

- Make way!
- Make way!

Sit down there. That's it.

Back!

Pop this on, OK?

- Anything? Anything?
- l'm afraid it doesn't work, sir.

You have an uncanny grasp
of the obvious, General.