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Power Rangers Time Force
"Movie Madness, Pt 1"
Original Air Date:07/21/01 Footage and some story elements from:
Timeranger #38 - Guddonaito (Goodnight/Pleasant Dreams)
*Season 9, byte 24
*Official Fox Kids Show Number PR-1124
*24th episode of PRTF
*402nd total Power Rangers episode
Writers: Judd Lynn & Jackie Marchand Director: Koichi Sakamoto
Starring Cast:
Jason Faunt _AS_ Wes (Red Ranger)
Erin Cahill _AS_ Jen (Pink Ranger)
Kevin Kleinberg _AS_ Trip (Green Ranger)
Deborah Estelle Philips _AS_ Katie (Yellow Ranger)
Michael Copon _AS_ Lucas (Blue Ranger)
Daniel Southworth _AS_ Eric (Quantum Ranger)
Vernon Wells _AS_ Ransik
Kate Sheldon _AS_ Nadira
Additional Cast:
Harvey Shain _AS_ Director
Nick Gomez _AS_ Assistant Director
Kazuhiro Yokoyama _AS_ Frankie Chang
Bryan Cheatham _AS_ Heath
Tak Kubota _AS_ Elder Monk
George "Buck" Flower _AS_ Bartender
Eiko Nijo _AS_ Princess
Brianne Siddall _AS_ Circuit (voice)
Neil Kaplan _AS_ Gluto (voice) [Credited, but unheard!]
Terrence Stone _AS_ Cinecon (voice)


The sun shimmers against the back of the Silver Hills Clock Tower, filtering majestically across its antique bricken form. Within the top, clockface room, a small (13 inch or so) television set plays a very old, very black & white cowboy movie, showing a man in a white hat riding a white horse rather swiftly. This TV set, despite being old is very new to the series (obviously secondhand), is being watched by Circuit (sitting on a book atop a barrel), Wes & Trip (both sitting on that ugly, equally secondhand, yellow & flower printed couch, introduced last episode). Wes & Trip hop up and down on their comfy cushions, excitedly getting into the thrill of the Western, enticed by the high-paced action music of the scene. Both of them are laughing and yelping such things as "Yay! Yippie!", like a couple of little kids. Wes even tosses a handful of popcorn into the air at one point, before clapping his hands! Just a few feet away from this makeshift living room, Jen sits at the good old picnic table, with several opened books scattered about. One of the yellow TF briefcases, along with the orange TF case (opened, its Electro Booster contents visible to us), sit on the table as well, right behind the active Hologram Viewing Screen. Jen's typing away at the console-plate, the Holoscreen displaying what appears to be a large DNA strand, plus loads of tiny digital type (and an image of what looks like the brass-colored, gem-dotted dimensional warper of Turtlecon's from "Trust & Triumph," but i'm probably just seeing things). She pauses from her hard research at the overwhelming sound of her teammates' enjoyment, giving a frustrated look their way. On the TV set, white-hat is inside a house, and has been knocked down. A black-hat wearing cowboy is the culprit, and is preparing to smash white-hat on the white-hat with a chair (this sounds like an episode of "Spy Vs. Spy")! Wes seems to be rooting for the bad guy, as he shouts, "Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em! Whoo-hoo!" Jen is about to start typing at the Holoscreen again, when she gets completely fed up, slaps her hands against the table (disrupting the holo-image slightly), and gets up in a huff. On the couch, Wes tests Trip, "The guys in the White Hats are the good guys. The guys in the Black Hats...?" Trip happily finishes, "...Are the bad guys!" Wes confirms proudly. "ExACTly!" They begin cheering again, as white-hat gets smacked around by black-hat.

Suddenly, the TV screen turns to total static. The guys freeze, and Circuit ceases flapping his wings, all stunned by this sudden development. Jen is over at the VCR (which appears to be a very old model, thus likely another secondhand item bought or found recently. Ironically? For all their technology and know how, the clock is flashing 12:00!!), removing the VHS, which is orange-labeled "Old Western." Jen steps in front of the set, and scolds, motioning her tape-holding hand, "Look, do you MIND?! I am TRYING to do some research." Wes facetiously admits, "But, we're doing some research, TOO!" Jen remains with her arm out, frozen in her stern scolding position from a moment ago, watching and waiting for an explanation. Wes slaps Trip on the back, and says in a southern drawl, "Teachin' Trip here about the Old West!" Trip gets active, tossing a handful of popcorn into the air, and antsily hopping as he says equally southern, "Whoo! Reach for the sky, you yellow-bellied, lily-livered varmint!" Wes encourages Trip's not-so-accurate history lesson on the Old West, tossing more popcorn, and firing his fingers like guns at the authority figure, mouth-made sound effects included. The two laugh, with Trip exclaiming, "Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Yee-haw!" Jen sighs, intensely frustrated, as she simply folds her arms and glares at them, though not as angry as usual. Just then, Katie (wearing her white Nick Of Time Odd Jobs jumpsuit, carrying a mop, and a bucket full of cleaning supplies) and Lucas (wearing his NOTOJ jumpsuit as well, though with the top pulled down as to show off his muscles as he wears a blue tanktop, carrying a coiled green hose over a shoulder, with a rake in one hand) enter the room. Katie rushes in and anxiously informs the team, "HEY! Guess what?! They're shooting a movie RIGHT down the street!" Wes looks at Trip, both boys ecstatic, before enthusiastically shouting, "Really?! Let's go check it out!" He slaps Trip on the shoulders, before the two both leap over the back of the couch, Wes yelping, "Whoo-hoo!", with his arms in the air (Trip gives a weaker "whoo-hoo", and can't lift his arms, as he's been holding his white TF backpack in his arms the whole scene). The moment they clear the couch, Jen ceases folding her arms, and aims her tape-holding hand outward, denying, "FORGET it!" All four turn stone silent, turning around to their enraged leader. She tosses the VHS on the couch, and marches back to the table, stressing, "We've got TOO much work to do to worry about some silly movie." Jen sits in front of the Holoscreen again, as it displays the DNA stand, plus other cell-related images. Wes groans, as all four of them express their uneasiness in their own frustrated ways. He slaps Trip on the shoulder, as the green haired alien shakes his head in disgrace. Katie carries the cleaning supplies over near the picnic table, with Lucas doing the same. He remarks offhandedly to her, "I thought you said she'd WANT to see Frankie Chang." Jen snaps her head to the side (notice, two Chrono-Capsules are also on the desk), whispering breathlessly with a passionate look on her face, "Frankie Chang?!" She immediately bolts for the door, before turning, slapping her hands, and urging, "Hurry! C'mon!" Jen rushes for the stairs, leaving everyone in the room baffled. Wes & Lucas look at each other, confused, until Katie cuts between them, enlightening them to the fact that, "Frankie Chang is her FAVORITE action star!" The two guys exchange another glance, neither finding it odd for Frankie to still be popular in a thousand years.

[Opening Credits, version 2! Many shots reedited or move around, many shots added (such as the dino from CfC1, the TF Eagle, the Quantum Mega Battle, Mystery Man, and not to mention a few 'movie' scenes from this episode, as well!), plus the credit order for Rangers rearranged (see far above).]

The black bars at the top and bottom of the screen are what's known as... black bars at the tops and bottom of the screen. They're used for letterboxing a movie, making it widescreen, to fit the aspect ratio of how the movie was intended to be seen in theaters. This effect is used here, because we're now checking out a scene from Frankie Chang's latest movie. It has no name, so let's call it, "Rumble In The Super Project Falcon Hour 2." Frankie, who stole his haircut from the Jackie Chan wig collection, urges a tall curly haired blonde woman in a red dress to, "Get out of here." She nods and does so, leaving him alone in what appears to be someone's apartment without a roof on the ground floor of a parking lot. It's got a pool table, a couple of walls, several refrigerators, and such. Frankie yanks off his denim jacket, and poses for action, in his trademark black tanktop. A couple of extremely Asian thugs begin to attack. Frankie ducks back against the felt of the pool table, rolls across it, gets grabbed by another thug, and elbows the snot out of him before flinging him into an opened ironing board. Ya know, say what you want about those thugs, but the fact that they iron their clothes really says a lot for their characters! Frankie blocks the kicks of two more thugs, as the high=paced action music continues in the background. Off to the side, behind the widescreen-ness of the camera, lies the crew. The unsung heroes of Hollyweird. Quite a few people working on the set, from the cameraman, to the assistant director, to the script supervisor, to the actual director. He's an older man with a white goatee, a hat, orange-tinted sunglasses, your typical director's vest, and of course, a bullhorn. There's even a crowd of eager fans snapping pictures and hopping up and down nearby! The five Time Force Officers walk onto the lot, and pass right around the crowd. So much for security! Wes anxiously points out Frankie, causing Jen to fangirlishly begin grabbing Trip & Lucas, pulling them out of her line of sight. In the movie, Frankie Chang knocks a thug onto the pool table, then uses the top freezer door of a fridge to block a punch thrown at him, before kicking at him underneath it. In starstruck awe, Jen gasps, "Wow. It's REALLY Frankie Chang!" In the movie, a thug attacks Frankie with a pool cue. Frankie snags it under his arm, twirls around, and uses it against the assailant. He then tries using it on the other thugs, only to get it grabbed and allowing a thug the chance to give him a clear kick to the chest. Frankie falls against the pool table, but gets up before a thug can slam a keg against his head! Wes & Trip (more so) smile while watching the filming of the movie. Speaking of the movie, Frankie does more ducking and punching, leading to him kicking a small cart on wheels into the legs of a thug, who's knocked down instantly. Frankie lets out a battle cry, then leaps over a couch, kicks a thug in the chest, and lands perfectly sitting in the chair, as the thug flips over his own.

The widescreen bars drop, as we Frankie Chang continue fighting the army of about five thugs, using the various items laying around to fend them off repeatedly. The screen pans backwards, showing, not only the large crew, but the fact that when Frankie knocks a thug down, he lands on a strategically placed mat to soften his landing. Frankie gets the pool cue back, and uses it to quite successfully knock the gang down! The director, whom i'll refrain from giving a cutesy name like Stanley Romero or Steven Lucas, shouts into his bullhorn, "Cut! Cut!", then lowers it, and with a punch to the air, praises, "Perfect! Brilliant Print it!" Frankie gets up from his last pose, and tosses the pool cue in the air, prompting the thug behind him to snatch it in midair. The famous movie star slowly walks off stage, instantly surrounded by three Asian men in black 'Stunts' coats. His entourage tosses a towel around his neck, holds an umbrella over his head, and hands him a bottle of water. Numerous crew members yell out things, concerning cables being moved and greensmen being directed elsewhere, as Frankie sits at his chair, folding his leg under the umbrella-shade as his bodyguard pals pat him on the back. The small crowd of adoring fans are let loose, sending a squall of mostly women directly at Frankie. He smiles, hands the water bottle to an assistant, and proceeds to graciously sign autographs. Jen grows even more breathless, smiling from ear to ear, and nearly turning into a puddle of goo before the presence of the guy who's likely less than a puddle of dirt in her time. Lucas shakes his head, dismissing, "His movies are OKAY. But Samurai movies rule!" He starts smiling, and slapping five with one of the guys offscreen, apparently. Trip is even worse than Jen, trembling as he eagerly tells Wes, "I-i'm gonna go get Frankie's autograph!" He begins patting down his pockets, and realizes he doesn't have a pen or piece of paper on him (then what the hell DOES he keep in that big-ass backpack?!). Trip glances off to the side, and rushes over get something that he spots. Lucas continues praising Samurai movies, "I mean, those fancy Japanese outfits and swords, are SO cool!" Wes chimes in with his predictable opinion, "Yeah. But for me, it's a good, old fashioned COWboy movie!" Katie, surprisingly, isn't in to mindless violence in cinema, as she smirks and remarks, "You GUYS and your action flicks! Gimme an old fashioned musical ANY day!"

Trip wanders past the blonde damsel from earlier, getting her makeup done. He's searching around the set for something to have Frankie Chang sign. The director notices a disturbance in the distance, and mentions to the script supervisor, "Something's going on over there. I'm gonna go see what's happening." (though these lines are only closed captioned, not really heard well) He, and the script supervisor, quickly get up and leave together, with the director setting his folder with a copy of the script for the movie inside it down on their twin typical-movie chairs. Trip just happens to be behind them when they both leave, and really briefly, we see him stare down at the scripts. Rather subtly and offscreen, Trip's found the proper item for the star to sign! The director & supervisor walk past the four TFs, causing Katie to make a funkily happy face as she & Wes watch them closely. The two crew members get over to the middle of the set, where the director explains to the supervisor, "We're gonna change it around a little bit. The next shot's gonna come from up here. Five guys right..." Suddenly, the assistant director taps the head man on the arm, informing him, "Sir, one of the stuntmen has hurt himself." Indeed, a stuntman with long blonde haired, tied back, struggles back to his feet, clutching his left arm and grunting in agony, as a medic tends to his wounds. The cutthroat director immediately decides, "We'll shoot without him!" The assistant director explains, "We can't! He's the guy who fights with Frankie and takes the big fall with the explosion." Wes sees opportunity ringing his doorbell and isn't about to let it blister its hands by knocking, as he eagerly steps up, and states, "I'll DO it!" The directors watch curiously, as Wes makes his case, "Yeah, I watched the scene! You fight, you fall on the pad... it's easy!" The director slaps Wes on the shoulder, and inspects how he looks, commenting to the AD, "I dunno. Hehehehe. You're a pretty solid kid, huh?! Alright, come on, somebody get him into make-up. C'mon!" (of course, in real life, there's all kinds of legal, insurance, and union hassles which prevent such instant stuntman stardom from occurring). Wes pumps his fist triumphantly into the air, and when the AD tells him to follow him, he does just that. On the way past his teammates, Wes gives two thumbs up with an excited smile. The assistant director speaks into a headset, saying, "We've got a new stunt guy come into make-up & hair right now. What's your name?" Katie & Jen turn to each other, both with mouths agape, chuckling in disbelief. Lucas is equally stunned. Elsewhere, Frankie Chang signs his name largely in black ink, underlined, on a tri-holed white sheet of paper. He hands it over to Trip, who gushingly gazes at the signature, graciously remarking, "Thank you SO much!" Frankie smiles and remarks back, "No problem!", before reaching up, and rubbing a lock of green poking out from under Trip's bucket hat, while commenting, "Nice hair!" Trip snickers, and returns the gesture, rubbing Frankie's black hair-helmet and replying, "Thanks! You too!" Frankie nods, smiles, and looks at his assistant. Jen slowly walks over, her knees likely wobbling. She smiles endlessly, saying under her breath in a daze, "Frankie.... hi." She can't even bring herself to touch him, instead nudging her teammate away, and saying slightly louder, "Trip, c'mon." She waves at Frankie, and begins giggling profusely. Frankie Chang smiles and waves back. Trip, while being pulled away, bids, "Thank you! Bye!" Frankie loses the smile as he turns his head to his assistant, who immediately hands him his bottle of water to continue gulping down where he left off before all the fans flooded in.


The make-up trailer door pops open. Standing behind it, is Wes, wearing a black silk shirt with his usual blue jeans. What's most odd is his hair, a wig matching that stuntman from earlier perfectly. It's blonde, matching his natural color, but pulled back in such a style that it resembles Tommy's from PRZ & PRT somewhat! Wes looks around with a dopey grin, and when the door opens up, the trumpeted "ta-da!" sound effect plays. The hairstylist continues messing with the back of his wig, as a wardrobe lady comes over and slips a black leather jacket over his shoulders (and is thanked by Wes). Wes steps out of the trailer as this happens, and is greeted by his four teammates. They get a good-natured laugh out of this, Trip apparently in a hair-playing mood today as he brushes his fingers against the wig, Jen chuckles, "Yeah! It's looks nice!", Lucas taking a feel for part of Wes' jacket, and Katie just plain busting a gut. Wes fixes his coat, displaying the most amused attitude of all, basking in admiration as he wonders, "What do we think? You like the long blonde hair?!" The assistant director approaches, informing the rising star, "Wes? Wes, they're ready for you." As his pals continue clamoring, Wes mentions to them with faux-egotism, "My fans? They're calling!" Soon, in the lot beside a three-story warehouse, Wes comes onto the set for filming. Frankie Chang is already waiting for him, still in his usual black tanktop, though this time holding a big-ol' machete! Wes warms up his arms, then proceeds to extend his hand to Frankie, who kindly shakes it. The film crew can be heard preparing for the scene, as Wes & Frankie await the start of action. Jen, on the sidelines, begins to glow once again in the presence of her favorite international karate expert. Frankie swings his machete, or his sword, as it's supposed to be, around his body, before posing in a vicious battle-ready stance. Wes doesn't take it too seriously, posing, fists-out, as well, with a huge smile on his face (nobody finds it strange that they're letting him wear his Chrono-Morpher, despite how it wouldn't match previously shot footage of the stuntman)! The assistant director calls out, "Alright, quiet please, and roll camera!" A crew member holds the clapboard in front of the camera (away from us), and snaps the top, inspiring the director to stand up and yell into his bullhorn, "ACTION!"

Immediately, as the rapid-fire music flows like adrenaline, Frankie Chang begins slashing his sword at Wes with intense precision. Wes ducks, dodges, and generally keeps clear of the blade, even jumping to avoid getting his legs hit. He smiles all the while, and upon landing, throws a kick at Frankie, which is blocked by the sword, and returned with a footsweep. Wes is flipped over, causing him to land harshly against the pavement! He grimaces in pain, but quickly shrugs it off when he sees Frankie come at him again with a body-roll. Wes rolls out of the way, as Frankie somersaults is way, striking the sword against the cement just seconds after Wes has moved. Wes rolls back to his feet, nods his head and smiles, quite enjoying stuntwork. On the sidelines, his teammates look on: Lucas smirks and slightly shakes his head, Trip excitedly smiles with his mouth agape, Katie is also smiling agape as she grabs Trip's shoulder and anxiously shakes him about, and Jen is also getting into the scene, giving encouraging motions with her arms (though which one of the guys she's rooting for is unknown)! Wes cockily urges Frankie to come on by wiggling his fingers at him. Frankie glares at him offendedly, before turning around and kicking Wes backwards from off the ground, as if with his hind-legs. Wes is double-kicked into a flip, as he rolls over the couch Frankie landed on earlier, but keeps on rolling until he slams into a stack of several stacked kegs. He clutches his chest, and expresses being winded from the painful experience. Frankie's back on his feet, posing slashingly with his sword once more. Wes struggles to get up, clutching his right shoulder slightly. He tries shrugging it off, though has a hard time, and can't even muster up a smile as he returns to the fighting stance. Frankie gives the "c'mon" motion with his hand this time, egging the winded Wes on. Quite hesitant for another beating, Wes begins tossing kicks Frankie's way. Frankie blocks them and swipes his sword, which Wes defends against by blocking Frankie's arm with his forearm. He breaks loose and begins parrying his sword at Wes, who dodges all pokes, and swiftly leaps off the pooltable, launching himself into a flip just before Frankie can cut his feet off. Wes lands perfectly, and with a sudden kick, knocks Frankie against the felt! Jen enjoyable smiles, giving us the full monty of her top row of teeth & gums! Frankie gets his sword into posing position again, but when he starts to attack, Wes worriedly makes a break for it! He runs over and leaps off a crate, prompting Frankie to follow. Wes then turns around and tries to grab Frankie's feet, to no avail, as the movie-star flips over his arms and rolls off his back! Luckily, Wes turns back around and kicks Frankie's blade away from his body, though that luxury doesn't last long, as Frankie starts slashing his way once more. Wes dodges all swipes, though the last, diagonally upwards slash does hit him in the chest, sending him rolling directly into a set of wooden crates. He slams his back against them, and comes to a groanful halt. Jen's smile fades, as she realizes something's deeply wrong with her love interest and coworker!

Frankie Chang gives a slight chuckle, as he smiles evilly and pricks the end of his sword, as if marking a point off for himself. Wes remains on the ground, his hand reaching down and feeling the spot where Frankie just cut. His black silk shirt now has a huge slice through it, exposing his chest beneath! The long-blonde wigged Wesley Collins screams in a terrified realization, "HEY! That sword's REAL!" Frankie swipes his sword around as he dashes towards Wes, prompting him to get up and for his life! Jen becomes incredibly concerned, hurrying over to the director, tapping his arm repeatedly and noting, "Hey! It's not supposed to be like that!" The mean old director pushes her away cruelly, growling, "Get out of here!" Jen stumbles back, and becomes quite unpleasant. Meanwhile, Wes has attempted to escape by climbing the ladder up the side of the nearby three-story warehouse. Frankie follows right behind him, holding the machete between his teeth like a pirate! Wes trips when on the roof, asking, "What're you DOING?!" Jen turns her wrath away from staring daggers at the director, to look upwards at him. Frankie then slashes his sword at Wes, who blocks it with both arms. Just below, on the ground floor, Frankie's entourage of five jacketed stuntmen race into position, carrying a large blue mattress. Above, Wes grasps Frankie's hands, directing the blade downward. Frankie sharply breaks out of the hold, and gives Wes a kick to remember! Wes plunges off the side of the rooftop, in dramatic slow-motion, screaming all the while. Jen shields her eyes of the sun as she watches this, dropping her hand to gasp when she notices the peril Wes is in! He continues plummeting to the ground, thankfully headed directly for the blue padding begin held in place by the stuntmen. The shady characters just stand there, until the one in the Gilligan hat tells them, "Go!" The stuntmen retreat from the scene, taking the blue padding mattress WITH them! Wes's decent comes to a close when his entire body slams harshly against the pavement, killing him upon impact. Or rather, it would have killed him upon impact, had he not had adamantium bones. Okay, so Wes falls a lot on the series, he's probably just got a lot of padding in the rear end area (or else this entire movie set is in another dimension, where gravity is less of a harsh mistress, which is indeed likely). The director continues failing to direct anyone (no Cable ACE award for him!), as he watches the scene from far behind the camera.

Wes grunts in agony, breathing hard from the severely deadly fall. He ceases squinting long off to spot a certain something setup right beside his landing area: several sticks of real dynamite! The director aims his hand in the air and shouts, "Explosion!" Wes gives a horrified expression, and hastily tries to get up and out of them. The guy in the yellow hardhat off to the side squeezes the plunger down, and instantly, a massive fireball of an explosion erupts as the dynamite is detonated! Wes is hurtled into the air as the blast rips skyward just before him, the shot replayed closer so we can see that it is indeed Wes being blowed up good, yeah baby! His body slams into the stack of crates again, dropping him against the cement painfully one last time. Jen screams, "Wes!", as she and the other TFs rush to his side. They try helping him up, as he stirs, completely dazed by the experience of filming a movie. Jen asks caressingly, "Wes, are you okay?" He replies in short grunts and groans. The director gets up from his chair and storms towards them, yelling, "CUT! Cut! Cut, CUT!" The TFs help Wes slowly walk along, all of them staring angrily at the director. Wes, his faced covered in soot and bruises, stands on his own as he pulls off his tattered long-blonde wig, and throws it on the floor. He complains furiously to the director, "HEY! They moved the PAD! You're LUCKY i'm still in one PIECE!" The strange man with the white goatee remarks in a sarcastic tone, "Ohh, NOT for long. Don't you know the NAME of this film? Hmm?" He holds up the script, showing them the title page of it. In a large green, monstrous-type font, the words, "The End Of The Rangers! Written and Directed by Cinecon" is plastered across the center (and, if you look earlier, has been since the beginning)! The director says the name aloud, stressing, "The END of the Rangers!" Trip shakes his head in disbelief. The director then begins laughing wickedly, as his sunglasses start shining with a yellow light, and his whole body is surrounded by a purple shimmering storm of lightning. His whole body morphs into that of Cinecon, a rather obese vanilla-colored ghoulish mutant, with what appears to be the evil fanged version of his white goatee, plus the evil mutant version of his hat & vest outfit (plus a bullhorn). The Gilligan-hat wearing stuntman, along with one of the only few non-Asian stuntmen on the set, both spin around on their heels, morphing in a flash of orangish light into a pair of Cyclobots! Frankie Chang crouches down and poses one last time, laughing maniacally as he morphs in the orange light, into a silver-suited Cyclobot! Jen gasps, and appears heartbroken as she whines, "My Frankie!" Cinecon chuckles diabolically, his entire film crew now revealed to all be Cyclobots, while bidding our heroes, "Welcome to Movie Madness! Hahahaha! Cut to the Samurai Scene!"

The five Time Force Officers just stand there, glaring at the mutant, when the hands of a Cyclobot holding the clapboard cover the footage. The clapboard reads: "Prod. The End of the Rangers. Roll 28. Scene 401-04 (401 is this eps production number!). Take 1. Director: Cinecon. Camera: Woods. Date: 10-9-01 (though in this episode, the 9 looks like a 4, it isn't). Day. Ext. Sync." In the space beside the director & camera, is SAMURAI written in big letters, with a Japanese kanji scribbled below it. When the clapboard is clapped and removed from the shot, the scene switches to the middle of a forest. Lucas teleports into this strange new world, his body materializing in a neat "burning celluloid" effect. He lands roughly in the bushes, wearing an ancient samurai warrior's armor! The light clothing among his arms and legs is colored blue, of course. His lifts his oversized helmet upward and starts looking around, quite confused as to what is going on. His Chrono-Morpher remains on his left wrist, his left hand holding a sheathed saber. Lucas goes for the only familiar sight, the Morpher, pressing the button and calls out, "Wes?! Jen?!" No answer returns, so he gives up, looks around some more, and wonders in a whisper, "What's going on?" The quiet animal noises of the forest are interrupted by the sound of Cinecon's laughter. Lucas turns around to see the mutant in the distance, along with most of his Cyclobot crew setting up lighting and camera equipment in the woods. Cinecon informs him, "You're starring in my Samurai Movie!" The assistant director Cyclobot motions his arm, as Cinecon calls into his bullhorn, "Roll camera... ACTION!" Those widescreen bars are back at the top and bottom of the screen, as the film starts rolling. The scene turns black & white, with all kinds of marks and tram-line scratches up and down the print. Two ninjas flip in Synchronicity through the brush, landing before Samurai Lucas. Two other ninjas (or ninja, as it were) appear right behind him. They lift their arms, wielding shiny metal sabers in their clutches. Lucas stares intensely at them, turning only to notice he's surrounded. His reaction remains unchanged as he begins immersing himself in the role he's likely hoped for all his life (ya know, all those times he wasn't racing). The music, with deep rapid drumbeats, also matches the typical Samurai movie setting.

The Cyclobot-held clapboard cuts into the footage (between the letterbox bars, even remaining black & white with scratches!), reading little different from the last time. Only changes are for the scene: 401-05; and the big lettered scene name: MUSICAL. Cinecon calls through the bullhorn, "Cut to the Musical!", and once the clapboard is clapped, the scene returns to the color, plus full frame. Katie stands in pure darkness, asking herself, "Where AM I?" A spotlight instantly casts itself down upon her, taking her by surprise. She shields her eyes, shouting, "Who's there?!" No answer comes, instead what appears to be a classical streetlight comes on beside her. Little does she realize, that she's now wearing a long-flowing yellow dress, with a puffy skirt. She also has black gloves on, which cover all the way to her elbows (her Chrono-Morpher remains atop the left-wrist, though). Her hair has been styled nicely, and a very shiny and expensive silver necklaces shimmers. Katie turns around just in time to witness the lights atop a stage coming on. On the stage, which has a backdrop of the Hollywood sign with drawn spotlights aiming to the night sky, are six men in tuxedos & tophats with white gloves & canes, all frozen in place with the sixth man standing in the center with his back turned. Offstage, Cinecon sits in his chair, and commands into his bullhorn, "Cue the music! AC-TION!" The Cyclobot with the clapboard holds it in front of the Cyclobot-controlled camera, exposing to us a little mistake: the scene now reads 401-07! The footage goes widescreen, and piano music starts playing, as the sixth man, known in the credits as Heath, slowly spins around, gaining Katie's bewildered attention. His tuxedo is more charcoal than black the background dancers, and as he turns, he holds his tophat in hand. Heath gracefully motions his arms in the air, giving Katie quite a startle as she finally notices her dress! She spins marvelously around, a movement the dress was specifically designed for. The musical intro segues into Heath and the other guys dancing around in perfect choreography, all kinds of tap-dancing, with Heath singing, "Put on your top hat, and tails tonight! We're steppin' out, into the bright city lights!" Cinecon & the Cyclobots begin swaying and clapping to the music, even the camerabot, who nearly ruins the shot if not for the Cyclomatographer keeping it steady. Katie gets into the scene, rushing over to the singer and singing as best she can without any lessons, "Excuse me, sir. What the heck's going on?!" Heath smiles, and dances away from her. He rubs his hand around the lamp post and sings, "Stick with me, baby, you can't go wrong!" Heath then extends his hand to Katie, who takes it, and is spun perfectly into a dip, now totally wrapped up in the splendor of Broadway.

That last shot gets covered by the clapboard, which now has the scene as 401-06 and the name as KUNG-FU. Cinecon bullhorns, "Cut to the Kung-Fu scene!" When its clapped, the widescreen bars drop, and the scene switches to Jen. She staggers around a vastly expansive yard, the ground made up of large bricks for tile, separated by perfectly trimmed lines of grass around the edges. Jen gasps in awe, "Wow!" as she turns and discovers her location to be directly in front of a huge Chinese Temple! She also realizes that her outfit has changed to that of traditional Chinese, she's now wearing little red slippers, pink silk pajama pants, a red flowery silk top, and her hair is tied up, ala Chun-Li, bangs loose. Jen runs her hands along her new look, and gives an enchanted smile with a small chuckle of delight. In the temple doors, the Cyclobot film crew sets up shop, as Cinecon comes walking in, shouting into the bullhorn, "Settle! Lights, camera, ACTION!" Widescreen goes the footage again. The print stock has a reddish tint to it, implying age to the color quality film, along with the usual scratches and general artifacts across the footage. A gong sounds, as several men exit the temple. Jen swiftly looks over at them, seeing five bald Asian men in red robes. The middle one, an Elder Monk with a long white beard, holds a scroll in hand. He speaks in a purposely bad-dubbed voice (not matching his mouth movements), "You must defeat ALL of these warriors, in order to earn this scroll!" One of the warrior monks poses for action, as does a second one wearing an eyepatch, as do the third and fourth. Their poses vary, but one thing remains the same: they give exaggerated grunts and yelps, with every slashing of their hands through the air comes the usual wind-tearing sound effect. Jen smirks crookedly at them, lifting her eyebrows intriguedly, which is accompanied by a chopping sound-effect, as well! She does her own fighting stance, holding her hands together by the palms, crossing her arms twice before crouching down and extending her arms outward, staring at them men eager for some Kung-Fu fighting.

The four warrior monks leap into the air, leaving the Elder Monk standing at the precipice of the temple. More exaggerated yelps and swooping sounds, as they four land at separate points surrounding the still-posing Jen. They pose fiercely as well for just a moment, before patch-eye lunges at Jen with several kicks and swipes. She stands tall, blocking each kick and strike with perfect grace, whipping his arm away. Jen then goes on the offensive, dashing at another warrior, and blocking his hand with her forearm when he tries to hit her. He goes for a low blow, she blocks it again. He tries two more high punches, Jen snatches his arm on the second one, holds it firmly, and when he uses his other arm, she also grabs it, holding both his arms downward crossed in a lock. Jen looks the monk in the face, appearing quite crazy as she's immersed herself in the role already. Another monk throws an uppercut at her, so she releases the other monk from the arm-lock and backs off before she can be hit. Jen walks backwards, avoiding the monk's kicks, blocking one, then when he tries to hit her, she grabs his arm. He grabs one of hers as well, prompting her to follow this strange dance by pushing him completely over, knocking him roughly onto his robed-rear. The next bald monk warrior attacks, posing first before striking with rapid chops in the air. Jen chops back at his hands, and when he strikes low, she smacks and whips his arm away. The monk then begins to repeatedly chop at her legs, using both hands, and trilling loudly as she uses some fancy-fast footwork to avoid him ever touching her. Jen then does a body flip in the air (the only shot that Erin didn't do herself), to leap over the monk's attempted footsweep. She lands in another perfect pose, arms out and index fingers extended with her other fingers slightly curled to the palms, still smiling with the utmost confidence on her face. Behind her, the Elder Monk nods, and says with yet more purposely bad-dubbing, "You are doing well. Continue!" Jen swoops her head around to look at him, before swooping it back, the camera zooming in and out at an intense speed. She does as suggested, shouting a hiyaaah as she charges into action, arms still upward and outward.


In the regular city of Silver Hills, the Commander of the Silver Guardians, Eric, exits a large building, wearing his red-bereted uniform. He walks towards his SG SUV, adjusting his headset. Circuit, the robotic owl companion of the Time Force team, flaps his wings and hovers just overhead (in CGI form), shouting as he comes on the scene (luckily nobody else is around), "Eric! I NEED your help!" Eric simply looks up at the robo-bird, swats his hand at him, and grumbles, "What're you, crazy?!" Circuit cries out as he narrowly avoids Eric's swatting hand, but remains circling him, desperately pleading, "No, really! I'm SERIOUS! This IS important. The Rangers are missing! I can't find them ANYwhere!" Eric approaches the SUV, and pauses before the door, commenting to Circuit fluttering over the roof, "Well, maybe they're out picking up someone's trash." Circuit begs, "But, Eric... !" He swats at the robotic owl once more, demanding, "Now get off my car, birdbrain, i'm busy!" Circuit cries out yet again, and floats away from the SUV. Eric opens the door and begins to get in, when Circuit mentions, "You've GOT to listen to me. They've vanished from this dimension, completely!" He stops and turns to face the owl, and realizing the true urgency of the situation, asked stunned, "What?!" Suddenly, Cinecon and his Cyclobot film crew have appeared and already have set up shop. Cinecon steps forward, strokes his fanged goatee, and remarks, "Ahh, another STAR wannabe!" Eric & Circuit switch their attention over to the mutant, with the owl exclaiming, "It's Cinecon!" Eric (the building number in the background: 500 W. Temple, the Kenneth Hahn Hall Of Administration, a real place, obviously, in Los Angeles) scoffs at the evil creature, "What're you talking about?!" Cinecon walks over to the casting table, and states, "Listen, kid, I KNOW you want to be a movie star. But FIRST, you've got to audition for me, just like everybody else! Hahaha!" He knocks over a huge stack of pictures, countless headshots of young hopefuls looking for a role in the movie. Sitting at the casting table are two Cyclobots, one in a woman's blue dress and the other in a brown shirt & tie. Aside from a pitcher of tea, some glasses, and various fruits, there are several headshots of Eric scattered about in front of the two Cyclo-casting directors. The "female" Cyclo is reading the "The End Of The Rangers" script, as the "male" Cyclo checks out the headshot while scratching his golden-metal scalp with a pen. Cinecon boasts, "Oh-kay. Here's your BIG chance.", then after shouting out for Cyclobots in his bullhorn, the mutant adds, "Give him his screen test!"

The Cyclobots manning the camera spin it around, and focus on four other Cyclobots marching onto the scene via a sidewalk. Eric doesn't sense much of a threat, remaining calm and poised. The Cyclo-camera follows the approaching Cyclobots, as they, and apparently several others, begin to surround the Silver Guardian Commander. Eric waits for the right moment, which comes when a Cyclo begins to lift its Saber to strike at him. He smacks his weapon-wielding hand away, grabbing the wrist and holding as he then kicks a second Cyclobot to its side. He then repositions himself, so that he can boot the Cyclo he's holding with the back of his heel, before pulling the robodrone closer and slamming his shoulder into its chest! The bot drops out of sight, prompting Eric to attempt to kick another one with a high kick, which the Cyclobot merely ducks under. Behind (or more accurately, to the side of) the camera, Cinecon slaps his face, groaning, "You call that ACTING?!" Eric faces a silver-suited Cyclobot up closer & personal, dodging, ducking, and twirling out of the way of the Cyclo-Saber's blade. He comes out of it with a direct kick to another Cyclo on the sidelines, followed by an impressive jumping side-kick into two more! Eric high-kicks a Saber away from him, then jabs his elbow into the chest of that silver-suited Cyclobot he was just getting physical with a moment before. As he continues fighting, the two Cyclo-Casting Directors "discuss" the current person trying out for the role. The "female" Cyclobot gives feminine mannerisms, as she holds up the headshot for us to see. It's Daniel's actual professional casting headshot, except his real name is replaced with the first official spelling of his character's last name yet (matching the way I'VE spelled it all along): Eric Myers. The casting Cyclobot lowers the headshot pic, showing us the scene again, as Eric kicks at and ducks under the attacks of the gang of robodrones. The camera keeps rolling, as Eric twirls his body in the air to avoid a slash at his feet. He lands, snaps his head to the side, kicks a Cyclo-Saber away, drops down and footsweeps another next to him, before hopping back up and kicking that Saber-wielding one he just messed with away again. Circuit, by the by, has been long gone for a while, the robotic chicken. Cinecon urges, "Make me BELIEVE it!" Eric does a smooth body-flip in slow-mode, where he lands a kick perfectly into a Cyclobot as he lands, letting out a mighty howl. Cinecon yells, "CUT!"

Eric, breathing rapidly but having not broken a sweat, turns his attention to the mutant, points his finger at him and warns viciously, "Now it's YOUR turn." Cinecon scoffs, "A real TOUGH guy, huh?!" The 'female' Cyclo-Casting Director rushes over to the mutant, and hands him the headshot, to which he replies annoyed, "What IS it?!" The Cyclobot give a thumbs up. Cinecon takes the headshot, and remarks, "Oh, I agree, wholeheartedly! Today's YOUR lucky day. (into bullhorn) You got the part, kid!" Eric stirs startledly in front of the Kenneth Mahn Hall Of Administration. The Cyclobot-held clapboard makes another appearance, covering Eric as it takes over the shot. The details remain the same as earlier, except for Scene: 401-C7, and in big letters: JUNGLE. Cinecon, through the bullhorn, "Jungle Movie, take 1!" The clapboard claps, and instantly, the screen goes widescreen again! The scene shifts to a jungle, obviously. Swinging on a vine across the treetops, hollering exactly like Tarzan, is Eric! He lets go and lands in a crouching position, sneering almost like Greystoke himself. It takes him a moment before suddenly realizing, to his crying-out shock, that his clothes have changed, very much so! Eric's now shirtless, wearing only a leopard-skin loincloth and his Quantum Morpher. Not to mention, he now has a very long, very ratty, black wig on his head. Eric grasps at the strands, and breathes heavily, quite disoriented by the dimension-displacement experience. He looks around the jungle, hearing all kinds of animals in the distance. One such animal is nearby, a small chimpanzee, hopping up and down as he fails in an attempt to grab a huge, ripe batch of bananas on a tall tree above. Eric, ever the lover of animals, helps the tiny creature out by grabbing a banana off the bunch and handing it over to the chimp. A planet where apes evolve into men?! It's a madhouse! The chimp ooks what could be considered a thank-you, before peeling the banana and stuffing it into his lips. Tarz-Eric smiles gently, appearing much calmer than he was a moment ago. Without warning, a trio of tribal men pop out of the bushes, each wearing natively made tiki-masks and wielding spears. The chimp departs quickly, chattering a whine. Eric is confused at first by its attitude, until he glances over and sees the tribal warriors preparing to toss their spears his way. He crouches down, posing fiercely like the ape-man he's supposed to be, before dashing into the jungle, just before the spears impale the ground. The tribal warriors chase after him, each grabbing their spear out of the ground on the way by, the total number of them appearing to be actually six.

In our reality, inside the Prison Ship, Ransik enters the main detention hall, carrying a spiked mace weapon in his hand (likely taken from the Time Force security arsenal). Gluto is in the room, standing by the central console (the one with the Time Warping device atop it), seemingly motioning his scrawny arms, as if pretending to press some buttons without being anywhere near touching them. Ransik swings the mace like a bat in the air, as he passes by his daughter, Nadira, who's lounging on her leopard-print couch, with one Cyclobot pink-feather fanning her and another Cyclobot giving her a manicure. She whines loudly to Ransik, "Ohh, daddy! I NEVER get to do anything I WANT!" He walks into his dark office, sets his mace down, and as he sits, replies lovingly, "But, dearest! You have all the gold, clothes, and jewelry, that anyone could ever want." Nadira follows him into his makeshift living quarters, offendedly replying, "YOU think all I want is exPENsive stuff?!", before asking rhetorically snobby, "Really, daddy! How SHALLOW do you think I am?!" Ransik points his finger at her, and opens his mouth, preparing to reply when she slams her hands down on his desk, cutting him off from uttering a syllable. Nadira grins, wiggles her eyebrows, and informs him deeply, "_I_ have much more... important dreams." She whips her white-leather cape around and bolts into the other room dramatically, proclaiming, "_I_ wanna be FAMOUS! Hee!" Ransik rises to his feet sharply, vigorously stressing, "You ARE famous! You're the daughter of RANSIK, the mutant who will one day RULE the world!" In the far background, Gluto can be seen nervously fidgeting for some reason, and despite being credited for speaking, never makes a peep. Nadira reenters her father's office, commenting in a slightly happy tone, "Yes, well, that's... okay, I s'pose!" She walks over to the desk, and informs Ransik, "But what I REALLY want... is to be a MOVIE STAR!" Nadira leans forward suddenly on the last line, scaring the mutant master into dropping back into his chair. She begs, "Please? PLEASE?" Ransik motions his finger again, reluctantly (for a change) dragging his feet about the issue, trying to argue, "But..." His daughter keeps at him, remaining sprawled on his desk, pleading, "Put me in Cinecon's movie! PLEASE, daddy!" Ransik leans forward, his faced pained not from his mutation but from his hesitance to do this for her. Nadira asks again, gently, "Pleas?" He sighs, and shakes his head, figuring softly, "Alright, I... suppose." She smiles and asks for sarcastic clarification, "What?" Ransik reiterates loudly, "I SUPPOSE." Nadira squeals happily, "Whoa! Yay! Hahaha!" Ransik makes an expression of regret, wrinkling his forehead, shaking his head again and groaning a sigh.

Lunchtime in Movie World! At the craft food services table, Cinecon remarks, "So, what'd you say we do lunch?", to a straw-hat wearing Cyclobot that is squirting mustard on a hotdog (eww! Those mutants and their strange tastebuds!). The robodrone hands it to him, prompting the mutant director to state, "Perfect! Hahaha!" Cinecon is trying to stick the hotdog in his mouth, when Ransik comes walking up, between the rows of trailers. He calls out friendily, "Uhh, Cinecon! I have a liiiitle request!" Cinecon comments, "Yes, of COURSE you do. But make it quick! Can't you see i'm just about to lose my light?!" (strangely, in the background, the strawhat Cyclobot offers a bowl of Twizzlers to bullhorn-holding Cyclobot, who gladly takes some of the red licorice) Ransik nods, replying uninterestedly, "Uh-huh.", before asking the mutant in an extremely charming tone, "I'd like you to put my daughter, Nadira, in a scene." Cinecon appears quite offended, waving the rolled-up script at Ransik, and complaining, "Ah, WHAT do you think i'm doing here, a KIDDIE show?! She's not even an actress, I WON'T use her." Ransik calmly places his hands on the mutant's shoulders, before stating, "Let me put it to you another way." He then forcibly slams Cinecon against the side of the trailer, and screams into his face, "PUT HER, IN THE FILM!" Cinecon changes his tune, nervously proclaiming, "Good idea, Ransik! Heheh. Why didn't I think of that?!" Ransik pats his shoulder and smiles, before giving a thumbs-up and departing. Cinecon waves, "Perfect choice! Bye now!" Ransik takes one of the Twizzlers from the straw-hat Cyclobot, eats it, and walks away Once he's out of range, Cinecon breathes a sigh of relief, muttering a Hollywood in-joke, "Whew. Producers! ALWAYS ruining a good project!" He stuffs his mouth full of the hotdog, and shouts muffled, "Cut to the Western!" The Cyclobot-held Clapboard covers the scene, showing the same info as always, save for Scene: 401-07, and in big letters: WESTERN.

On a sunny-lit dirt road, in the middle of an old tymey western town, two strangers mosey on in, as a banjo plays. It's Wes & Trip, both dressed for the time period. Wes has a button-breasted red shirt on, a brownish cowboy hat, orangish pants, and brown boots. Trip has a white long-sleeved shirt, a beige vest, brown pants & boots, a sorta white cowboy hat, and of course, his good old backpack from the year 3000. They both happily look around as they wander in, with Trip asking, "Whoa... where ARE we?" Typical townsfolk pass by, staring at the men puzzledly. Wes confirms to his alien pal, "Trip, it's the Old West!" They continue walking aimlessly, until Wes mentions, "I've seen LOTS of Westerns. C'mon! There's ALWAYS people in the saloon. Ha hah!" The camera pans up to the deck on the second floor of a nearby hotel, showing us the Cyclobots. Some operating the camera, one with a boom-mic, and so on. Cinecon is also there, asking the script supervisor-bot, "Did he say the right line?" It nods, and the mutant adds, "Good!" Inside the typical western saloon, Wes pulls open the swinging doors, and inspects the room. The saloon is packed with cowboys, plus the usual Miss Kitty-like beer wenches or bar matrons or prostitutes or whatever they're supposed to be. Most of the men are playing poker, of course. When Wes & Trip enter, the whole room goes silent, all eyes turning on them. Wes gazes around wide-eyed and smiling, until he realizes the cold reception they're getting. He looks down, and chills the innocent look, as Trip whispers a dangerous observation, "They ALL have black hats!" Wes urges, "Just... follow my lead." He then adjusts his hat, inspiring Trip to do the same. They mosey into the room, arms on their waists, trying to ignore the unwelcome attention. A beautiful umm, waitress walks between them, smiling, and getting them to return the gesture. Wes tips his hat to a man, bidding in a southern accent, "Howdy, pardner!" Trip gives a slight chuckle, saying to the men, "Howdy... howdy, partners!" The dimensional displaced TFs head over to the bar, where Wes slaps his hand down and announces to the barkeep, "We'll take two sarsaparillas!" The bowler-hat wearing bartender strokes his white heard, and takes his blessed time getting their drinks. Wes looks at Trip and nods, just as background noise begins to slowly flow freely, people talking and laughing, and a piano playing a typical western diddy. Trip notices a bowl of peanuts lying on the dirty countertop. He innocently reaches over to grab a handful, when the cowboy sitting in front of it covers the bowl with his hand, and refuses to allow the green haired teen access to the bland morsels.

The camera pans through the saloon, showing drinks being served, poker chips being distributed, people walking up and down stairs, etc. It all speeds up as it moves into one of the back rooms, showing all of the camera equipment, film reels, lighting rips, and other moviemaking items stored out in the open. A Cyclobot works on a woman's hair & makeup, another helps himself to yet another craft food services table, as well as a cowboy extra. All of this leading into the back lot, where a trailer with the silver star on the door, reading Nadira's name, gets knocked on by a Cyclobot with a headset & noteboard. Cinecon is also there, shouting into his bullhorn, "Move it, Nadira! Your scene's UP! We need you on the set, right NOW!" Nadira swiftly opens the door, slamming it against the head of the Cyclobot, taken unawares. She steps out of the trailer, wearing an orange jumpsuit, covered in silver rhinestones in flowery patterns, a black bandanna around her neck, black gloves (a massive diamond on one finger), a pink handkerchief in hand, a white hat studded with pink gems, and her long pink hair has been permed. Nadira whimpers joyfully, "Ohh! My BIG debut! Heh! I'M gonna be a star. Heheh!" In the saloon, Wes checks out another waitress, as he & Trip continue leaning forward against the bar. Little do they know, that above them on the second floor, Cinecon and his Cyclobot film crew have set up once more. He calls out, "Okay, background movement, go! (into the bullhorn) Aaandd... ACTION!"

The widescreen bars at the top and bottom reappear, the print slightly brighter than usual, with all kinds of scratches & marks on the film. Nadira barges into the saloon, pushing the little wooden swinging doors open quickly. Wes & Trip turn around, and when they notice her, their faces drop in shock. Nadira hams it up for the camera, spotting them as well, giving a loud gasp, before dabbing her pink hanky against her cheek and sobbing high-pitched and over-dramatically. Wes & Trip turn away, making expressions of discomfort. Nadira walks through the saloon, boohooing loudly as she heads to the bar, spinning around and playing up her forced misery. After getting everyone's attention with her awful crying, she points at Wes & Trip, accusing as loud as possible, "YOU!" They try to be cool about things, simply looking away and remaining in the same spot. The bartender asks, "You know them men?" Nadira replies in an exaggerated southern drawl, "KNOW them?! Why, they burnt down our BARN! And robbed my DADDY! (looks around, nods to crowd) Even stoled his BOOTS! AHH!" Wes takes a sip of the sarsaparilla, wincing deeply from either the bitterness of the drink, or from the noise of the mutant mistress' voice. The bartender is outraged, asking, "They stole his boots?!" Wes & Trip look over, both shaking their heads in pure denial. The bartender, sounding almost like Mr. Haney, growls, "Why, you yeller-bellied, lily-livered VARMINTS!" Trip gasps to Wes, "Whoa. They really DO say that in Westerns!", to which he nods. Nadira ceases mourning, instead giving a wicked grin, as she lifts up a small red satchel. This prompts a cowboy to move a chair around, and brush the peanut-shells off, allowing her to step up onto it. Nadira does so, holding the satchel in the air and proclaiming, "$500 to the MAN who brings THEM to JUSTICE! Hahaha!" The entire saloon full of black-hatted cowboys start to rise, all ready to claim the bounty. Wes & Trip get defensive, nervously turning and watching as the numerous angry men slowly approach. One cowboy throws a punch at Wes, to which he puts up both arms to block, then grab the guy's arm and push him down against the bar. Wes then jumps up, launches his feet off a pillar, rolls his body over the cowboy, lands on the other side and kicks the man in the chest. Two more cowboys approach to strike, but Wes kicks them both with ease. The rapid banjo music begins playing, perfect bar brawlin' music.

Up on the balcony, Cinecon comments to the Cyclobots, "You'd better be getting this. It's BEAUTIFUL!" The scene resumes in the widescreen/ scratchy mode, as Wes tosses a cowboy onto a small wooden table, which shatters upon impact. Trip is about to help out, when the cowboy behind him places his hand firmly on the boy's shoulder. He slowly turns his head, and nervously waves, "Hi!" The cowboy sneers and shakes his head, then instantly attacks, kicking the barstool out from under Trip. Fortunately, Trip already jumped up from the stool, and wedged his legs against the wooden pillar and the bar. He releases one leg, snapping it over and kicking the cowboy in the shoulder, knocking him away. Trip sits up on the bar, as another cowboy takes a swipe, missing, falling hunched over, and allowing Trip to boot him onto the floor. The first cowboy is back after him, taking advantage of Trip's current position to grab his frail form and slam his body down on the countertop. The cowboy drags Trip's body along the peanut-shell & empty bottled surface of the bar, clearing all of it away along the path. Trip cries out, as the cowboy runs out of countertop, and sends the alien teen's body flying onto the top of a nearby table, toppling it over. Trip rolls up against the wall in a daze, his clothes all dirtied from the experience. He notices two peanuts are sticking out of his nostrils, so he clears those away, just before the cowboy grabs him and pulls him back to his feet, slamming him against the wall. Before the big oaf can land a punch in his face, Trip ducks, causing the bully to hit the wall, and allowing Trip to try returning a blow to the gut. Trip's lack of strength is evident, as the cowboy in unharmed, merely angered more. Trip shakes his hand in the air wearily, just as the cowboy grabs his body and flings him into the air. Wes socks another assailant out, in time to bring Trip's uncontrollable journey to a safe halt. He then kicks the cowboy after his little buddy in the chest. Wes stresses to the woozy alien, "Trip! We NEED to contact Circuit!" Trip nods, and confirms still dazed, "Right!" Suddenly, another cowboy grabs Trip out of Wes' clutches, and throws him towards the door. The crowd goes wild with empathetic groaning.

Out of the widescreen and into the fire, Trip tumbles onto the dusty street, landing harshly on his stomach with a grimacing grunt. He gets back up, and begins to race back towards the saloon to help Wes, when he remembers what his teammate said. Trip shrugs off the role of raging cowboy long enough to head in a different direction (notice all of the movie props and such scattered about the road, including a starfield backdrop). He hurries down the sidewalk, rolling over a stack of trunks, then twirling off a bale of hay, kicking an approaching cowboy away. Trip flips over a set of barrels in an alleyway, and ducks down behind them, out of sight. The coast clear and his hat still on his head, Trip sits down, and presses his Chrono-Morpher, exclaiming, "Circuit? Circuit, come in, we NEED you!" At the Clock Tower, the robotic owl's blinking stomach lights come to life, as he opens his bright eyes, wings flapping. In the Wild West World, Circuit's image appears as a hologram above the Morpher (a splendid touch I just noticed, when the hologram always begins, it pops up as three images, one red, one green, one blue, ala your standard picture tube, all coming together to form the actual image! His hat crosses the hologram at one point, disrupting it slightly) replying, "Trip, i've been scanning all over for you! Where ARE you?" Trip anxiously looks around, before replying to the best of his knowledge, "C-cinecon sent us to some alternate dimension!"

Back in Samurai Movie World, widescreen black & white as before, Lucas remains standing in samurai warrior garb, still silent and patient, surrounded by ninjas. The ancient-style Japanese music fills the air, until the sound of a young woman being attacked cuts in. Lucas turns his attention to a spot in the woods, where a beautiful Princess is being accosted by a couple of ninja! She cries out, attempting to keep the veil on her bowl-shaped hat on her head, while being pushed around by the two men. The Princess shouts something in Japanese, which is accompanied by the subtitle: "HELP!" Lucas nearly smiles, as he sees the appropriate chivalrously heroic moment he's been waiting for. He dashes her way, using his katana to strike and cut down three of the ninjas in his way. Lucas races down the path into the woods, as several other ninjas begin to follow just behind him, including some he just slashed.


Lucas now has the Princess at his side, as he uses his katana sword to fend off the surrounding ninjas. He urges, without subtitles, for the Princess to go, and that she does, leading the way. She's lost her hat from earlier, but remains in a robe that kinda restricts her walking some. They press on into the woods, Lucas stopping to slash two ninja down. They continue journeying but a few steps, before the ever-vigilant ninjas catch up, engaging Lucas in yet more swordplay. He only uses his fist once, preferring to remain in-character by locking katanas with the fellow warriors. The ninjas are relentless, he knocks one down, two more take its place. There's some dramatic pausing during the action for posing-show, but eventually, Lucas clears them out enough so that he can gets back to the Princess' side. She smiles gratefully, clutching his arm. Lucas smiles, keeping his blade held at the ready.

In Broadway World, glitter is now raining upon Heath & Katie. She holds a long-stemmed rose in her hands, and runs it along her flowing yellow gown. Heath motions his arms around her body from behind, singing, "There is no sweeeeter rose than you! No sky that matches your eyes, so blue!" He releases his grip from her waistline, and she spins around, taking his hands and dancing along. Katie sings a response, "This is such a strange way to meet, but you've swept me right off of my feeeeet!" Heath takes her in his arms again, literally lifting her off of her feet and slanting her body downward. The enchanting music tingles, mirroring Katie's own state of mind at the moment. She sniffs the rosebud gently, as the glitter continues to shower against her face. Cinecon is moved by this performance, wiping his eyes and sobbing, "Oh, that's MARVELous!"

In Kung-Fu World, only one monk warrior, the one with the funny mustache, is left standing. He gets into a fierce position, and tries to lunge at Jen, but she twirls herself around, and avoids his attack. The monk strikes downward, Jen lifts her leg up to block the blow. He goes for a high slap, she blocks it with her forearm. The monk tries a direct jab to the face, Jen snatches his hand with both of hers, before breaking them apart, and doing the same thing again when he tries a repeat attack. Next, they both strike their right-arm elbows at one another. Jen takes a swipe at his head, but the Monk leans out of the way. She tries the elbow thing again, he blocks it with his forearm. Jen uses that to send his arm into the air, breaking the lock. The monk attacks again, she blocks it. More exaggerated hiyaahs and kiyiis are exchanged, as well as the standard sound effects for every movement. This all leads to Jen rapidly motioning her arms, and striking at the monk with both hands held together, palms spread, as if hurling her chi-force at him! He falls out of frame, and her expression, as she keeps her arms outward, is nothing less than that of someone enjoying the hell out of this strange movie dimension.

Over in Jungle World, it's a completely different story. The tribal drumbeats play, as Eric is carried in a roughly made wooden cage (with old burnt skulls atop it). The headhunters have caught him, and are now bringing him to their village. The tiki-masked men dance about, grunting and making merry in front of their Tarzan-like prisoner. Eric remains squatting in his little loincloth (he's got some black kinda underpants on under it, sorry ladies!) in the cage, as he glances over and spots one of the warriors sharpening a jagged dagger (which resembles a Cyclo-Saber). He also notices they're preparing a huge black cauldron above a raging fire. Smoke bellows out from within it, as a masked headhunter stirs the soupy substance inside. Eric begins to have a break down, given his inexperience with alternate dimensions, and screams, "You're gonna COOK me?! This CAN'T be happening!!" He rattles his cage, but finds the bamboo sticks far too well-glued together with the paste of human flesh to break easily. Over course, in his panic, he fails to realize he's got a Morpher for such occasions.

Though Eric can't bust out of the cage, the episode busts out of the widescreen bars, as Wes is tossed out of the saloon in Wild West World. He slams against a pillar on his way out, landing harshly, grunting and oofing from being winded. He staggers back to his feet, as Nadira leads the army of money-hungry cowboys of the saloon. Wes stumbles out into the middle of the street, backing away from the crowd. Cinecon, with his Cyclobot film crew, is already waiting across the street to film the next scene. The cowboys all get in a wide circle around Wes, and once in position, spin on their heels, transforming in a flash to their true Cyclobot forms (though they keep their hats and trenchcoats, where applicable). Wes looks around, seeing that every single one of the men has become a robodrone, and never shows fear in midst of this inhuman showdown. Nadira comments sarcastically with her southern accent, "I reckon this is the end of the trail for YOU, pardner." She finishes that line with a sneer, curling her lip evilly. Wes glares back at her, and likely hopes those mindless hours of watching those "educational" old Westerns is gonna pay off...

[To Be Continued...; Scenes from "Movie Madness, Pt. 2"; End Credits]

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