SCENE 1. EXT. SCRUBLAND (DAY) A bird's-eye view of a red 1970s Cadillac Eldorado convertible tearing down a dirt road, kicking back a cloud of red dust. CUT TO: Near ground-level view in profile, the Eldorado's wheels grinding to a halt. CUT TO: A wider view of the car. The door swings open and the driver takes some time releasing herself from her cramped position. She is dressed in a plump, rubber suit as something decidedly hideous and extra-terrestrial with large, bulbous eyes. She manages to get to her feet and makes to shuffle awkwardly across the scrubland. CUT TO: A lemonade stand, positioned randomly in the dirt a short distance away. Behind it stand a man and a woman. They are dressed as Power Rangers, pink and blue respectively. BLUE RANGER (gasping): There's someone over there! The Pink Ranger, who has been idly kicking the dirt with his feet, looks up. PINK RANGER: Where? BLUE RANGER: Quick, honey, pour the lemonade. They might be thirsty. The Pink Ranger lifts the jug to pour. He pauses. PINK RANGER: We're out of lemonade. BLUE RANGER: What? PINK RANGER: It's all gone. Gone completely. We drank it all. The Blue Ranger looks down at the jug, turns and smacks him over the head. BLUE RANGER: You mean YOU drank it all, you good for nothing waste of space! PINK RANGER: Waste of space? Out here? You're balmy, you are. She smacks him over the head again. PINK RANGER: Ow! BLUE RANGER: You know you can't drink that much, Dave! Your skinny body can't take it! PINK RANGER: It's lemonade! BLUE RANGER: AND you have that bladder problem. PINK RANGER: Heh. Bladder. Heheheh. BLUE RANGER: I mean what's the point of a lemonade stand with no lemonade? NOTHING I THINK YOU WILL FIND! Waste of space, honey! That's what YOU are! WASTE OF SPACE! PINK RANGER: Heheheheheheheheheh-- OM KRANTI: Er. Excuse me. The two Rangers turn to see the woman in the plump rubber alien costume. They scream, and backflip to a safe distance, suddenly on guard. OM KRANTI (calling after them): I was just after some directions! PINK RANGER: A RUBBER ALIEN! What do we do? The Blue Ranger performs an elaborate but awkward preparatory manoeuvre, flailing her limbs with sharp swishing sounds and kicking her legs several times over her head. BLUE RANGER: HYA BITCH! She is facing in the wrong direction. BLUE RANGER (pausing): Where've you gone? PINK RANGER: Er. Over here, Missy. The Blue Ranger corrects herself. BLUE RANGER: Oh. OM KRANTI: Hey, I just-- PINK RANGER: Should I...should I go a bit mental on her or what? BLUE RANGER: If it won't break you, honey, LOL! I never saw the point of any of this anyway. Let's just skip to the good bit. OM KRANTI (increasingly exasperated): Look, if you could listen for a minute-- The Blue Ranger backflips once more; the camera zooms in for a head shot and Blue Ranger slices the air with her arm as behind her is a sudden psychedelic background. BLUE RANGER: GO MISSYZORD! CUT BACK TO Pink Ranger: PINK RANGER: Oh wow, a Zord called Missy. That's just genius. CUT SHARPLY TO Missyzord interior; Blue Ranger leans over the control panel to yell down to Pink Ranger... BLUE RANGER: STILL STANDING DOWN THERE ARE YOU, HONEY, FEELING SMALL AGAIN ARE WE, LOL! CUT BACK TO Pink Ranger. PINK RANGER: Oh, hang on. I've lost my thing. The Pink Ranger pats his pockets. Om Kranti watches the man and the giant mechanical Missyzord uncertainly. CUT TO Missyzord interior. BLUE RANGER: GET ON WITH IT! CUT BACK TO Pink Ranger. PINK RANGER (arms flailing, with psychedelic background): GO DAVEZORD! CUT TO Missyzord. BLUE RANGER: About time, honey! CUT TO Davezord interior. PINK RANGER: Is EVERYTHING this big now? Heheheheh... CUT TO wide shot. The Missyzord smacks the Davezord over the head. Davezord flails its arms protectively and gets hit again. The Missyzord accidentally steps on the lemonade stand. CUT TO: Om Kranti running. Stumbling along with difficulty in her costume, she exhaustedly throws herself into the open-top Eldorado, climbs over into the driver's seat and starts the ignition. OM KRANTI (to the squabbling Zords): FINE, BE BASTARDS!! Om Kranti gestures impolitely and puts her foot down on the accelerator. The Eldorado speeds off as the Davezord falls to the ground and the Missyzord turns to see it go.