Power Rangers RPM Season 17 quotes

Dr. K

[A black screen appears.] Listen carefully, okay. We don't have a lot of time. [Animation plays in the background as she narrates.] It started three years ago. The World Internet Federation reported the appearance of an aggressive new computer worm: the Venjix Virus. A year later, it was estimated that Venjix had already infected thirty-seven percent of the world's computer systems. By then, it was too late: Venjix took control of the world's communication, power, and defense systems. He built armies of advanced robotic soldiers that laid waste to everything in their path. There was no stopping him, and Venjix declared victory.

Dr. K

But it's not over, not yet. If you can hear my voice, please, go now to the domed city of Corinth. It's the only place we can be safe. But you have to make it inside the city walls before the defense shield is activated. Please, hurry!

Flynn

Ya no-good pile of worthless... SCRAP! [tosses the robot off the bus]

Where did all this stuff come from?

Dr. K

It came from me. Come in. I'll show you. [The doors to her lab open, and the Series Operators enter.] Three years before the Venjix virus attack, I was the leader of a research team developing exoskeletal robotic suits to amplify human strength and speed. We were attempting to harness the human body's natural electrical output to prolong the suits' battery life when we had a breakthrough: the discovery of a universal bio-electric field, an unseen energy grid that connects the life force of all living things. Manipulating this field allowed for unimagined advances in technology--including these: the Ranger Prototype Series Covert Infantry Bio-Suits. [Lights come on in the housing compartments containing the Series Red, Blue, and Yellow suits.]

[sarcastically, while looking at the suits] Right, because nothing says "covert" like bright red, yellow, and blue, spandex.

Dr. K

That is not spandex!

Summer

Doc K can get a little defensive about his work.

Dr. K

The material is a self-assembling nano-fiber formed with an inter-cellular shape memory alloy.

My mistake. Now is that machine washable, or strictly dry clean only?

Thank you, Dr. K. Now, how about some questions from our visiting students? Let's see. [Students raise their hands. The Colonel selects a young boy with glasses on.] How about you? [Gives boy the microphone.]

Ranger Black, you're my favorite Power Ranger. Your toughness and spirit are an inspiration to all of Corinth city. Do you have any advice for the kids out there who look up to you?

Ranger Blue, how come you talk pretty and everybody else doesn't?

Flynn

Well, wee lass, it's because I'm Scottish, and everyone else isn't.

Would you please tell me: Where do you get your spandex? [Ziggy gasps.]

Red, you're the leader of the Power Rangers. Is that the reason why your hair's the coolest?

Ranger Yellow, as the sole female representative of the Power Rangers, I have a question for you: Which one of the guys looks cutest in the span--I mean, in the tights? [Sees Dr. K charging at her as she nearly says the word "spandex." Dr. K is stopped again by Summer.]

Ranger Yellow, will you marry me? [The other schoolchildren and Series Operators laugh.]

Summer

I like a man with taste. The answer is yes. [The schoolchildren clap.]

Dr. K

[enters the lab as Dillon and Scott leave for the wedding reception; sees Summer in her wedding gown] Ranger Operator Series Yellow, you look positively radiant.

Summer

Really? You think?

Dr. K

No, but I was told it was customary to say so.

Tenaya

Red is the perfect one, Black is the brooding bad boy, Green's the clown, and Yellow -- well, she's the girl. So what are you supposed to be?

Flynn

I'm Scottish!

Ziggy

Hold it! Hold it! Hold everything, people. In times like this, there is one question that needs to be answered: Are we, or are we not, the good guys?

It's time to celebrate your first year with us here at Alphabet Soup. Happy birthday, K! [He and his partner clap as K blows out the candles on her cake.]

Young K

Can I go outside now?

K, we've been over this: You're a very sick little girl, and the sun makes you unwell.

Maybe next year. [The handlers remove the table and the birthday cake.]

You know what could be really fun in the meantime? [They present her with a board with complex formulas.]

You could try cracking these series of encrypted rocket codes.

Or you can designs us a thermal-sensitive guidance system.

How about deducing the macro-molecular origin of these bio-toxins?

Happy birthday, K. [He and his partner clap as K blows out the candles. They then remove the cake from the table and replace it with a notebook computer.]

We need you to write us a very special computer program.

K

Can I go outside?

"Outside"? Sorry, honey. You're still very, very allergic to the sun.

Maybe next year. Now don't forget to make your birthday wish.

You do have a wish, don't you?

K

[sighing] I wish I could remember my name.