(Establishing Shot – An FBI base, in the year 1998. All the AGENTS sit in
a cafeteria, eating. SYD walks up to the vending machine, humming 'Winter'
by Joshua Raiden (I think that's his name. In any case it's that one song
from the Scrubs ep "My Screwup") and selects a Ding Dong. She sits down
next to two female AGENTS)
SYD: Hello!
AGENT 1: Hello, S060787.
SYD: What's new?
AGENT 2: Nothing. We're just discussing the beach company picnic next week.
SYD: Oh.
AGENT 1: S060787, you're going, right?
SYD: Oh yeah!
AGENT 2: What about the magma thing?
SYD: Oh, right...I'll figure something out...
(SYD wakes up)
SYD: Huh?
(SYD gets dressed and walks downstairs)
JESSIE: Hey, SYD. Join the club.
SYD: What club?
JESSIE: The 'to heck with everyone, I'm sleeping 'til after dinnertime' club.
SYD: Oh. That club. Did I miss much?
JESSIE: There's some ramen in the cabinet. Knock yourself out, not the cabinets.
SYD: ...I don't get it.
JESSIE: Remember last August when you ended up setting the kitchen on fire?
SYD: ....Oh yeah...
JESSIE: ...and you still owe me forty dollars for the replacement cabinet.
SYD: Forgot about that too.
JESSIE: SYD?
SYD: Yeah?
JESSIE: Punch me again and I'll kill you!
SYD: I never...
JESSIE: You did two hours ago when I tried to wake you up!
SYD: Hehehehe...
(Later, SYD, SAM, and DES are walking toward SYD'S locker.)
SYD: Man, being a teen hero sucks sometimes.
DES: What makes ya say that?
SYD: Well...(opens locker) I'm always on call, and I'd like some time to myself once in a while, y'know? (retrieves backpack)
(The Sydstem goes off, beeping the first four notes of Say the Word)
SYD: I hate being psychic sometimes. (answers) Hey, WADE.
WADE: SYD! A tribal leader in Africa is requesting your help.
SYD: Great, patch 'im through!
SAM: They don't have phones in tribal areas!
SYD: (beat) Oh...
SAM: Well, come on, let's go.
(Cut to a jungle. SYD is talking to a male tribe member, SHOMARI.)
SYD: What's the trouble, SHOMARI?
SHOMARI: We seem to have a problem, SYD LIPSKY. You see, our tribe depends on the special relation humans have with the jungle.
SYD: (nods)
SHOMARI: And it would appear that this relation is in serious danger.
SYD: Whuh?
SHOMARI: You see, SYD LIPSKY, panthers are this tribe's special guardian.
SYD: Uh huh...
(SHOMARI and SYD walk off.)
SHOMARI: And those hunters, (points to a Jeep with a couple of men who are loading a panther cub into a cage) are upsetting the balance.
SYD: I'm on it!
(SYD races off, toward the Jeep.)
SYD: (OC) Hey boys!
(The poachers look up at SYD, as does the camera)
SYD: Finding some new pets, eh?
(The poachers don't say anything, instead, they load the cage into the truck and drive off. SYD follows.)
SYD: (Transforms so she can run faster)
(SYD latches herself onto the truck, then flares her paws and puts them on the lock, destroying it. She and the cub escape)
SYD: (Transforming human, like Mystique from X Men Evolution (ie. Untorn clothes)) Another plan perfectly executed.
SYD: Hello!
AGENT 1: Hello, S060787.
SYD: What's new?
AGENT 2: Nothing. We're just discussing the beach company picnic next week.
SYD: Oh.
AGENT 1: S060787, you're going, right?
SYD: Oh yeah!
AGENT 2: What about the magma thing?
SYD: Oh, right...I'll figure something out...
(SYD wakes up)
SYD: Huh?
(SYD gets dressed and walks downstairs)
JESSIE: Hey, SYD. Join the club.
SYD: What club?
JESSIE: The 'to heck with everyone, I'm sleeping 'til after dinnertime' club.
SYD: Oh. That club. Did I miss much?
JESSIE: There's some ramen in the cabinet. Knock yourself out, not the cabinets.
SYD: ...I don't get it.
JESSIE: Remember last August when you ended up setting the kitchen on fire?
SYD: ....Oh yeah...
JESSIE: ...and you still owe me forty dollars for the replacement cabinet.
SYD: Forgot about that too.
JESSIE: SYD?
SYD: Yeah?
JESSIE: Punch me again and I'll kill you!
SYD: I never...
JESSIE: You did two hours ago when I tried to wake you up!
SYD: Hehehehe...
(Later, SYD, SAM, and DES are walking toward SYD'S locker.)
SYD: Man, being a teen hero sucks sometimes.
DES: What makes ya say that?
SYD: Well...(opens locker) I'm always on call, and I'd like some time to myself once in a while, y'know? (retrieves backpack)
(The Sydstem goes off, beeping the first four notes of Say the Word)
SYD: I hate being psychic sometimes. (answers) Hey, WADE.
WADE: SYD! A tribal leader in Africa is requesting your help.
SYD: Great, patch 'im through!
SAM: They don't have phones in tribal areas!
SYD: (beat) Oh...
SAM: Well, come on, let's go.
(Cut to a jungle. SYD is talking to a male tribe member, SHOMARI.)
SYD: What's the trouble, SHOMARI?
SHOMARI: We seem to have a problem, SYD LIPSKY. You see, our tribe depends on the special relation humans have with the jungle.
SYD: (nods)
SHOMARI: And it would appear that this relation is in serious danger.
SYD: Whuh?
SHOMARI: You see, SYD LIPSKY, panthers are this tribe's special guardian.
SYD: Uh huh...
(SHOMARI and SYD walk off.)
SHOMARI: And those hunters, (points to a Jeep with a couple of men who are loading a panther cub into a cage) are upsetting the balance.
SYD: I'm on it!
(SYD races off, toward the Jeep.)
SYD: (OC) Hey boys!
(The poachers look up at SYD, as does the camera)
SYD: Finding some new pets, eh?
(The poachers don't say anything, instead, they load the cage into the truck and drive off. SYD follows.)
SYD: (Transforms so she can run faster)
(SYD latches herself onto the truck, then flares her paws and puts them on the lock, destroying it. She and the cub escape)
SYD: (Transforming human, like Mystique from X Men Evolution (ie. Untorn clothes)) Another plan perfectly executed.