A RR fic by toona@chat.ru
Translated to English by Aivars Liepa
aliepa@lib.acadlib.lv
Disclaimer: The all characters involved, except Floe, are
c The Walt Disney Company and are used here without permissi-
on. This story can be freely distributed, but not modified,
and only if there is no commercial gain in doing so. If you
plan to place it on the Internet, please let me know.
Translator's disclaimer: Despite the warnings of the aut-
hor, I had to change some small moments into the translation
process, mostly reducing some slapstick comedy moments that I
felt unfit into such serious story, and had to change one of
the actions, that I felt totally unsuitable for the Rangers.
Please, don't send a serial killer after me yet. ;-)
Part I
Scene : The opening around the RR Headquarters tree. It's
a warm summer day, and Rangers are having a picnic into tree
shadow.
Dale : Where's cheese?
Chip : Monty, again you ate it alone?
Zipper : Bzzt! Bzzzztt!
Zipper is doing an angry lesson to mouse.
Monty : Sorry, boys, yes, I ate it. And what's wrong?
There is still more into the Headquarters.
Dale : I want ta chee-ese now, Monty!!!
Gadget : We are forgiving You, Monty, right, boys? Only
please be more patient the next time.
Dale pulls out a baseball bat (chipmunk-size) from behind
and stands up.
Dale : Chip! Lets play!
Chip : Ball game?
Dale : Yep! Let's play baseball!
Monty : Ok, I'm the thrower!
Dale : Sorry, Monty! You'll be catcher.
All three run out into the grass field, laughing.
Gadget : So, Zipper, again we are left alone, you and I?
There is some sound from the bushes.
Voice : Gadget...
Gadget : Who's there?
Voice comes from under the bushes behind the Gadget. Gad-
get and Zipper go to have a better look. Under the bush
half-lies, half-sits badly wounded mouse.
Mouse : Don't be afraid, it's me...
Gadget : Who me?
Mouse : You don't recognize me?
Zipper buzzes something very quickly.
Gadget : Golly, you look just like me...
Mouse : I AM You. I'm Gadget.
Gadget : But it can't be... I mean, I am Gadget!
Mouse : I am you, only from the future.
FutureGadget rocks into terrible coughs. Gadget catches
her, before she falls.
Gadget : Gosh, what happened? Your ears... and tail What
happened with you?
FutureGadget : It may still happen. I can't talk much...
I feel I have little time left... The rest: they are all de-
ad... only I escaped O, how it hurts....
FutureGadget gasps in pain. Gadget cries. FutureGadget
catches her hand.
FutureGadget : Listen... Soon... FatCat will make a trap
for you... All Your friends will die... Either into fire or
into acid bath... You will survive, but only you...
Gadget : It can't be!
FutureGadget : You don't believe... Cant say, that in
your place I wont be as skeptic... But listen! Don't fall for
what we felt! Dot fall into FatCat's trap so easily!
FutureGadget again is coughing violently.
Gadget : It's horrible! You need help quick! Wait, I will
get the bandages! Zipper...
FutureGadget : Too late: I'm dying already...
Gadget : No!
FutureGadget catches Gadget's paw and near crushes it.
FutureGadget : Remember! You had to be careful! Keep eye
for Dale and Monty! Due them you will all enter the trap!
Gadget (tiny voice) : Don't die...
FutureGadget : Sorry... Can't help... If only it wouldn't
hurt so much...
FutureGadget dies. Gadget fells over her, crying. Zipper
cries too.
Others at last have noticed that there is something wrong
and come closer.
Dale : Gadget, what happened?
Chip : You crying? What...
Chip notices body.
Chip : But it's... it's... It's your sister?
Gadget : It's me, Chip!!!
Gadget is crying.
Chip : What happened here?
Gadget : She: is dead, Chiip!!! Dead!!!
Monty : Terrible...
Gadget shakes suddenly, wipes away tears.
Gadget : We have little time left friends... It's not my
sister, Chip. It's me myself - from future. And we have to do
something to save our future and us!
Chip (shocked) : This is our future?
Dale : What will happen with us?
Gadget : You, boys... (Starts cry again) ... You will all
be dead!!!
Dale starts cry too.
Monty : Gadget, luv... Don't cry... we are here, with
you. I will take care of... her...
Chip : Yes, Monty. We are Rescue Rangers! Dale, stop wee-
ping! Gadget, it means you too. And now sit up and tell us,
what happened here, who is she and what she told you of our
future...
* * *
Scene : old factory, possibly oil refinery. Tubes, ballo-
ons, cisterns everywhere.
FatCat : This will get rid the world from the Rangers on-
ce and for all!
Mepps : It's your most genius masterplan, boss!
FatCat : Exactly, my dear Mepps.
FatCat turns to the Mole, who is carrying the heavy bal-
loon near his own size.
FatCat : Put it here, with the others.
Mole missteps and near crashes down - the balloon and
all.
FatCat : You blind idiot! It's the butane, not the mine-
ral water!
Wart : The pipe system is ready, boss.
FatCat : Excellent! Only a bit more, only a tiny flip of
this switch, and this entire old factory would be one huge
burning hell! Ah-ha-ha-ha!
For a moment FatCat's face is seen as set into fire, and
having devil's horns.
FatCat : And what are you waiting for? Let's go fetch the
hostages!
* * *
Scene : Ranger's Headquarters, main room.
Monty : Look, Chip, what I found on the floor!
Chip (reads) : "Okay, do-gooders. This city is too small
for us all, so I'm waiting for you at the old Wilkinson's fac-
tory to settle this affair once and for all. Yours truly -
FatCat. PS. If you will decline my offer, I will have baked
mice for a dinner for the rest of the month, that I promise."
What a creep!
Dale : Madman! Be he here, I would show him!
Monty : Yes, such a level of treachery from him I honest-
ly didn't expect...
Gadget (confused) : Boys! It's like how she said... I'm
afraid, Chip... What if we go there and die?
Chip : Do we have a chance? If we don't, he kills hosta-
ges. We have to go.
Gadget : But she said...
Chip : Gadget, fate is into our own hands.
Gadget : But this time he is out to kill us!
Chip : Nose up, Gadget! We are Rangers! We will show him,
we are better!
Monty : And don't forget - we are forewarned. Forewarned
- forearmed!
Gadget : I still feel, it's already too late. But you are
right, Chip. If we won't go, we would newer live with this fe-
eling... Only let's be very careful? Please?
Dale : Aren't we always!
All : Rescue Rangers, go!
* * *
Scene : Outside the old factory. Mepps is sitting halfway
up the chimney and looking into telescope. He waves.
Mepps : They are coming, boss!
FatCat : Excellent! Wart, turn on the gas! Mepps, come
down and place the hostages on the gallery over the cistern.
Mole, you are ready with the trap?
All run to their places. Various scenes: Wart turning big
ventile. Mepps pushing group of tied mice on the small walkway
over the huge cistern without the top. Mole descending into
basement.
Gadget and Dale are sitting into Rangermobile at the
front of the gates.
Gadget : Gates open. It's a bad sign.
Dale (idiotic smile) : Why is that bad?
Gadget : Stop fooling Dale, it's serious. It means, they
are waiting us entering through the gate. Something, we won't
do.
Dale : Wont we?
Arrives Chip.
Chip : Gadget, Dale, we found the way in!
Rangers are standing at the one of the basement windows.
They all are closed, but Monty pushes with all might, and this
one partially opens.
Gadget : Basement. But its like trap...
Some smell is slowly rising up from the basement. Zipper
is first to notice it.
Monty : Don't worry luv, I'm going first.
Zipper screams warning.
Gadget : Not now, Zipper! Monty, we can test it not ente-
ring...
Dale : How so?
Monty : Don't worry, ol' Monty had been in worse places
and still...
The smell has reached Monty's nose...
Monty : C-C-CH-EE-ES-SE!!
Gadget : No.
Monty rushes into the opening. There is crash inside.
Dale : Monty!!!
Dale chases after Monty.
Gadget : Chiip!!!!
Chip manages to catch Dale's legs, before he had disappe-
ared below. Zipper helps, pulling by Dale's shirt. Dale is in
hysteria.
Chip : Don't worry, dear, I'm holding him!
Dale is trashing below, and with paw hits rope pulled ta-
ught right below the window. Over the window there is sharp
snapping sound, and then something big is coming down. Chip
looks up, and doubles his efforts to pull Dale out. Dales paw
hits him on nose; Chip screams and lets go. With even louder
scream Dale drops out of sight into darkness below. Zipper ba-
rely escapes, before the window closes. Chip tries to push it
open, but this time it doesn't move a least bit.
Gadget (holding Zipper) : DALE!!! She: she warned: she
said it would be Monty... and Dale... she asked me to look af-
ter them...
Gadget sits down stunned.
Gadget : Are we really powerless to change our fate...
Chip : Gadget, fate - its only superstitions! We are ma-
king our own lives as beast as we do. Let's find another win-
dow, we had to go down to help them!
Gadget : Oh, no, Chip! Better find some other way. What
if there are more traps set?
Zipper speeds around, then returns and signals, that he
had found something.
Chip : What did you find? Ventilation shaft?
Zipper leads then to the ventilation systems intake.
Chip : Gadget, you are right. Zipper, get a rope from
Rangermobile.
Gadget : Would you know the way?
Chip : There's only one tube that goes up. Then we will
crawl into building and look out through the air vents...
Zipper returns with the few coils of rope. Chip ties it
to the end of tube. Zipper nods, and with other end disappears
into the shaft.
Close up on the Gadget's face - on it is written sheer
terror.
Gadget : I still feel, we are played with...
Zipper returns and signals all okay.
Chip : Don't panic, Gadget. We are still free.
Chip starts crawl up. Gadget follows.
* * *
Scene : The ventilation tube high over the ground inside
the factory. Chip and Gadget are looking through the bars on
what is below them. Arrives Zipper.
Chip : You found them?
Gadget : Chip, look!
Tied Dale and Monty are escorted over the floor.
Dale : Stop hitting me!
Wart : Move, r-rangers! Boss wants You to join the compa-
ny over this small pot, he-he-he.
Monty : Smells worse that the three days rotten fish...
They close to the FatCat standing near the cistern.
FatCat : What? The aroma isn't 'channel six'? Don't worry
- YOU I hate even more.
Monty : Thanks Fatty. Ehh, if not the ropes, would I show
you...
FatCat takes a step back.
Dale : Where are the hostages, FatCat?
FatCat : You will soon meet with them, I promise. Up,
close and personal.
Dale : What you have in mind?
FatCat : I'm an honest villain, and will hold into my ag-
reement. They will be freed. But first...
Arrives Mepps with the steel rod in paws.
FatCat : I will let you take a swim into this small po-
und, part by part, until rest of Your group will climb out
from their cowardly hideout and step in front of me, overco-
ming their fear.
Dale : Rangers fear no one!!!
FatCat : Su-ure? I feel I have to widen your horizons, my
dear opponent. Mepps! Put the rod into cistern!
Mepps, eyes closed, levels the rod into the liquid and
then pulls out. The part that went under the liquid, is gone,
the remaining stub still hissing...
Dale (gasps) : Mommy...
FatCat (compassionate) : Afraid?
Dale : And not-t at all!
FatCat : (tired) Maybe I had a hallucination...
Appears Chip and Gadget.
Chip : Let them go, FatCat!
FatCat : Ahh, where you were so long? I specially left
all doors unlocked!
Mepps : Boss, they entered through the ventilation.
FatCat : How typical - to break through the open doors...
FatCat yawns.
FatCat : Okay, kids, its time to end it. I'm already ti-
red. These mice are yours, but we are leaving.
Chip and Gadget run to Dale and Monty.
FatCat and gangs stops at the factory gates.
FatCat : (lazy) Mepps, pull the trigger, will you?
Mepps : Sure, boss!
The cistern starts to roll over. All rangers are free and
run to save the hostages.
Chip : Up! Faster!
FatCat's gang disappears behind the gates; they slowly
close, till there is sharp 'clang'.
Dale : He locked us in!
Monty : Don't worry, some cracks always stay open.
The hostages are freed and cheer happily.
Some mouse : Thank you so much!
Chip : Later! We have yet to get out! It's still dangero-
us here.
Gadget (whispers) : Please, let it be over already...
The acid starts to pour out of the cistern on the floor.
Sharp cracking sounds, lights flickers and die. There is anno-
ying hissing sound coming from somewhere.
Chip : What's that noise?
Monty : Hisses like that Amazonian viper, I once tangled
with. Where's the emergency light switch?
Gadget : No, Monty! DON'T!!!
Scream of Zipper.
Explosion.
Part II
* * *
Scene : Outside burning factory. Arrives human fire-figh-
ter team. FatCat's gang is looking at fire from distance.
Mole : All happened exactly as you planned, boss?
FatCat : Sure, my dear idiot. I feel so happy.
FatCat sights happily.
FatCat : Hurry up boys. I'm tossing the greatest party at
casino in honour of today's action! It's free chow and drinks
for everyone, and the best music!
FatCat's gang breaks up into cheers.
Other side of the fire. The grass below the bush shifts,
and from it crawls out Gadget. She's badly hurt. One of her
ears is gone, as is most of the tail. Her costume is half-
burnt.
Gadget : It happened anyway... Boys... (Fights back the
tears). All dead... like she said it may happen... Chip...
(Sniffs) you said, we would make our own fate... Then why it
repeated? Even if we tried not to let it happen ... (sniffs,
hiding nose in paws, then shakes up. Wipes tears away, smea-
ring dirt over the cheeks in process). I will try again! I
will save you, boys!
* * *
Scene : Gadget's workshop. Gadget is working on some box
twice her size; her head and tail now bandaged. Working, she
talks to herself.
Gadget : I will break this mad circle. We will see who is
stronger, fate, or Gadget Hackwrench.
Drops the tool away, straightens and closes the hatch in-
to box's side.
Gadget : Done. Time to go. And I will see you again.
Chip... Dale... Monty and Zipper...
Wipes away tears with elbow.
Gadget : It's time.
Sniffs, tries to clean the face, but tears well up again.
Gadget : Ranger, go!
* * *
Scene : As into the first scene, only now the look at it
comes not from front, but from the bushes.
Dale : Where's cheese?
Chip : Monty, again you ate it alone?
Zipper : Bzzt! Bzzzztt!
Zipper is doing an angry lesson to mouse.
Monty : Sorry, boys, I couldn't stop. There is still more
into the Headquarters.
Dale : But I wanted it now, Monty!!!
PastGadget : We forgive You, Monty, right, boys? However,
be more patient the next time, please?
Dale pulls out a baseball bat (chipmunk-size) from behind
and stands up.
Dale : Chip! Lets play!
Chip : Ball game?
Dale : Yep! Let's play baseball!
Monty : Ok, I will throw!
Dale : Sorry, Monty! Get the bat, you'll beat.
All three run out into the grass, laughing.
PastGadget : So, Zipper, again we are left alone, you and
I?
Gadget : Gadget!
PastGadget : Who's there?
Gadget steps out from the bushes.
Gadget : Don't be afraid. It's me.
PastGadget : Who are you?
Gadget : You don't recognize me?
Zipper squeaks as in shock.
PastGadget : You remind me of something...
Gadget : I'm you. I too am Gadget.
PastGadget : I don't understand.
Gadget : I'm from future.
PastGadget : O gosh! Your ear? And tail... What happened?
Gadget : Will happen. I don't have much time, or I could
have explained. There was a trap. Only I escaped, others died.
It was FatCat's job. Call the boys here, I will help you esca-
pe it. I have to save them.
PastGadget : Save? Excuse me, but they are still here.
Are you ok?
Gadget : Yes, they are here. For now. If we do nothing,
you will become me, and they will die. Follow me.
Zipper is slowly circling Gadgets.
Gadget : Try to accept two of us.
Zipper squeaks and shakes his head.
PastGadget : I still don't get it. How it can be that you
are me? Isn't this a paradox that couldn't happen? I'm not
strong into temporary mechanic, but...
Gadget : I will explain it in time. Now we have to talk -
the Rangers and we.
* * *
Scene : game field. Dale is throwing ball, while Monty
swings with bat.
Dale : Missed again!
Chip : I'm waiting, Dale!
Monty is preparing to try to hit back Dale's ball. Sud-
denly he sees the two Gadgets coming closer. His swing goes
off and the bat is launched toward Chip, who barely escapes
from being hit.
Chip (in angry voice) : Monty, what with you? Can't wait
for ball?
Chip too notices two Gadgets.
Chip : What: Gadget, who is she? Your sister?
Monty (shocked) : Gigo had only one daughter...
PastGadget : No, she is...
Gadget : I'm Gadget from future.
Dale laughs wholeheartedly.
Dale : From future? Really? As into "Back to Future"?
Gadget : You will have to trust me, when I say so. One
time I already lost all of you and I don't want that to happen
again. Ups, that is, I meant, not I, but:
PastGadget : She says, if we do nothing, I will become
her.
Monty scratches his head.
Monty : You're sure you didn't sit into sun without hat
too long, luv?
Dale : They look so similar, right, Chip?
Chip : What are you talking about? I don't understand.
Monty : What's your name?
Gadget sights.
Gadget : Just call me Floe.
PastGadget. Nice name.
Monty : Floe, what happened with your ear?
Looks over her shoulder on the short remains of the tail.
Monty : And tail too... It's the cat, right? (Compassio-
nate) We will help you.
Floe : No, it's different. I burned, and after that...
But that's nothing, it wont happen anymore anyway.
Dale's jaw falls open. He is looking at Floe, then slowly
makes circle with paw at his temple. Monty whispers to Zipper.
Monty : Poor lass. She has snapped into that monster's
paws...
Chip : Can't you explain it so that we can understand,
Floe?
Floe : Well, it happened into my fast, but for you its
still future. Well, not the exact future, but it may happen.
Now that I'm here, it shouldn't...
Chip rolls his eyes. Dale and Monty exchange looks, like
saying, "I told you".
Dale : Floe, maybe you could tell it to us again? You
know, sitting at the dinner table and all...
Floe : But we don't have time! Gadget, we will need the
Rollermobile.
* * *
Scene: Canalization collector. Wide tube, at it's center
slowly flows the stream of yellow trash, and on both sides of
it are small sidewalks. FatCat's gang, minus the boss, is wal-
king at the one side.
Mole : What Boss meant with that we have to find some
'hostages'?
Mepps : You are an idiot, Mole. He meant some mice, or
rats or something like that.
Mole : Then why he said 'hostages' if he meant mice? Be-
sides, I don't like to be here. The smell there is bad.
Mepps (teasing) : Smell he doesn't like: (angry) Just
shut up and look for some mice. The faster we find them the
faster we get out.
Wart : Pst! Mepps, did you hear something?
Mepps : What I had to hear?
Wart : I think, someone is following us.
Gang exchanges worried looks.
Mepps : Who can follow us? Rangers? They don't even guess
at Boss plans yet!
Wart : Sure. He didn't told even us. Maybe it's some lo-
cals?
Mepps : Possibly. Mole, go, look around.
Mole (whines): Why me?
* * *
Scene - same as before, only the viewpoint is different.
Mole is walking upstream of the trash river. Carefully looks
around.
Mole : "Go look around"... As if I could see anything in-
to this darkness. And bet, if someone will attack me, they
won't bother coming to help... A-u! Is there someone?
The viewpoint shifts upward. There are a few steel tubes
high from the ground, following the main tunnel. On one of
them sits Rangers and Floe into green overalls.
Mole : Empty place... Wart had dreamed up his voices.
Mole walks back. Rangers relax and slide down to the gro-
und.
Chip : You know, where are they going, Floe?
Floe : I'm not exactly sure, but I guess, to the mice
village on the big cross of the collector system. They need
hostages, to lure you into their trap. FatCat will write let-
ter saying he is going to kill them, if you won't come.
Dale : So far, she has been right.
Monty : Right! That fat cater again is planning somet-
hing, but he doesn't know, we already are following him. I lo-
ve it! It will be cool hunting!
Gadget : Quiet, Monty.
Floe : I don't think, Mole will say, that he was afraid.
They may...
There is an angry shout ahead.
Floe : O gosh! Hurry or we will be late - again!
* * *
Scene : The cross of the two collectors. There are few
mice homes, made from trash, around them Mepps is chasing few
mice, while Wart and Mole try to not let them run away up or
down the collector.
Wart : Its hopeless! Give up, we will get you anyway!
Mepps : Better stop chatting and help me! Mole, where's
the sack? I alone have to do all the things?
Chip and Dale jump at Mole, and pull sack over his head.
Mole screams for help.
Wart : What's again, you idiot!
Chip & Dale: Rangers, go!!!
Follows short battle, at the end of what the gang is
thrown into the trash river. They float downstream. Monty
picks up the sack, Mole had dropped.
Floe is looking at herself critically.
Floe (whispers) : Strange... I didn't disappear...
Monty : Great job done! After this, they won't gather the
courage to come back for a quite time.
Dale : We won! Hurrah!!!
Chip : See, Floe! We can beat them any time! An you were
so afraid...
Floe : I still feel, this isn't the end. If they couldn't
get the hostages, they will think them out. I don't know,
what, but they will think of something. I feel that.
Floe is looking downstream, where the gang had disappea-
red, thoughtful expression on her face. Monty is checking the
length of sack nearby.
Monty : It will mage great sunshield to be put over the
launching pad...
* * *
Scene - FatCat's cabinet into the head of the statue over
the "Happy Tom. Cat food factory." The beaten gang is trying
to stand straight in front of their boss.
FatCat : WHAT? You didn't get hostages?
Catches Mole by his jacket and slams into the wall. The
boomerang that is hanging on wall nearby, crashes to floor.
Mole (whines) : Rangers were here, boss:
FatCat : WHA-AT?! How did they... You fools, they follo-
wed you!!!
Mepps : No, boss! We checked, honest! No one followed us.
Wart : FatCat, maybe they simply happened to be nearby...
It's mice village after all, and there was quite a shouting...
Mepps : ...and besides, how would they know, if you
didn't tell it all even to us...
FatCat : Idiots! Such a simple task - just go and grab
few mice from the streets - and even that is too much for
You!!!
FatCat tries to calm down.
FatCat : Okay, okay: So far no hostages...
Mole is looking at the boomerang on the ground. He picks
it up, rolls in paws. Mepps notices this and gives Mole good
backslap on head. Boomerang is propelled forward, over Fat-
Cat's head.
FatCat : MOLE!!!
General confusion. Mepps and Wart try to press into the
shadows in the room corners.
FatCat : You near killed me, idiot! You imbecile excuse
of... you... you...
Stops shouting, bents and picks up the boomerang. Mole
cringes.
FatCat (smiles happily): I'm genius.
The trio releases breath.
Wart : You are the wisest genius, boss!
Mepps : The excellent genius, boss!
Mole : Yeah, boss. But we still don't have the hosta-
ges...
Wart and Mepps freeze. FatCat's smile turns wicked.
FatCat : My poor dear idiots. What are mice doing now?
Mepps : E-ee: Probably... feasting their victory, boss.
FatCat : And the Rangers?
Wart : Possibly returning to their home:
FatCat : Then who will stop you from returning to the mi-
ce village... (starts shouting) ... AND THIS TIME MAKING SURE
TO GET THE HOSTAGES!?!
The gang nods energetically.
Mepps: As you say, boss!
FatCat : Wart! Before you go, write the letter! We are
running out of time.
Wart gets paper and pencil.
Wart : Ready, boss!
FatCat: Ok, write: "Okay, do-gooders. This city is too
small for us all..."
Part III
* * *
Scene - Rescue Rangers headquarters. All rangers and Floe
are there. Chip is reading the letter...
Chip : "...so I'm waiting for you at the old Wilkinson's
factory to settle this affair - once and for all. Yours truly
- FatCat. PS. If you will decline my offer, I will have baked
mice for a dinner for the rest of the month, that I promise."
What a creep!
Floe (gasps): It's the same!
Gadget : What do you mean, Floe?
Floe : We got same letter, before it all happened.
Chip : So they had hostages.
Floe : No! It can't be true!
Monty : Are you sure about it?
Floe : Well, for the starters, we saved the mice, who had
to become the hostages. As for the seconds...
Chip : What is for seconds?
Floe : Gadget, we need the fastest car from your collec-
tion. We have to get to the factory ahead of the FatCat. Even
if he caught someone else, it would change nothing. We have to
play this 'till the fat lady sings.
Chip : Fat lady sings? Floe, what you have in mind?
Floe : Nothing! We have to hurry!
Dale : Okay, Floe. As you say.
Monty : Rangers, go!
* * *
Scene : Outside the old factory. Rangers have just arri-
ved into the skateboard at the front of the gates. Only these
are smaller, without the name over them, and closed.
Chip : Gates closed. They are waiting for us.
Floe : No! This gate is closed...
Chip : Exactly.
Floe : Wait, Chip. The other gate IS open, but there they
have set up the traps for us. Monty and Dale felt for them.
Dale : I didn't! I'm still here, Floe!
Floe : Exactly why we will go over the wall here, and
then use the ventilation system intake to get in. The tube go-
es through the whole building.
* * *
Scene : Outside the old factory. FatCat is pacing in
front of the fabric doors and looking at Mepps sitting halfway
up into the chimney. Arrives Mole.
FatCat : All is ready?
Mole : Sure, boss. We set up the traps and opened gates.
FatCat : Excellent. Mepps, you see them?!
Mepps : Not yet, boss.
FatCat : Look carefully! They have to be here any moment
now!
Inside of the ventilation system. Rangers are crawling
forward, until they stop over the bars into the tube floor.
From there, they see all factory inside.
Chip : Where he would place the hostages?
Floe : Last time he put them on the walkway, over that
big cistern:
Floe looks and gasps. There is group of mice tied up, and
they look exactly same as the first time.
Floe : It's impossible...
Gadget : You hoped, there wouldn't be hostages, Floe?
Floe : Whatever I hoped for, it didn't work. When we went
away, they must have returned to village...
Monty : Don't worry luv, I will go first...
Floe : NO!!!
Monty stops.
Monty : Don't worry, ol' Monty...
Floe : "...had been in worse places..." I know.
Monty near forgets how to breathe...
Floe : You will need to do something else. It will be
your task, Chip.
Monty seems ready to start arguing. Floe pats him on sho-
ulder.
Floe : Don't, Monty. Because of you and Dale, we failed
in our time.
Chip : Okay, what I have to do?
Floe : Be careful. There is Wart sitting behind the cy-
linders on the floor, but we can't see him from here. We have
to get him... Wait. Better find and turn off the balloons with
gas.
Chip : (skeptical) How do you know of all of this, Floe?
Floe : I will tell you, when all this is over, I promise.
Zipper, you had better go with Chip.
Gadget : What will I do?
Floe : You will have to release hostages as soon as Mon-
ty, Dale and I tie up Wart. We will then distract FatCat to
let you lead them out of here.
FatCat is pacing back and forth nervously. Looks up.
FatCat : They are coming?
Mepps : Nope, boss. The road is empty.
FatCat : I don't like it. Climb down and go check the
wall around the factory...
Dale, Floe and Monty are hiding behind the stack of bo-
xes. Gadget has released the hostages already, and they are
pulling up the tied Wart into their place.
Floe : Done. Now let's let him know, we are here.
Monty : Ok.
Monty steps out from cover, Dale follows. Floe stays
back, she suddenly gasps, and touches her head. She is having
both ears!
Monty : We are here, Fatty! Release the hostages!
FatCat jumps up from the surprise.
Floe happily twists her regained tail.
Floe : Oh, I remembered, I have one urgent matter to take
care of. Keep him busy.
Floe runs off between the boxes.
FatCat : Where are you, petty pests?
Dale jumps on top of the one box and sticks out tongue.
Cat near explodes from anger.
FatCat : You, rude: Mepps! Get him!
Notices the emptiness over the cistern.
FatCat : WART!!! What are you doing, idiot! Where's the
hostages? WA-ART??? MOLE!!!
Monty : Sorry, kitty. Wart is a bit busy at the moment.
We placed him to dry up a bit.
Wart swings over the cistern, energetically mimicking for
someone to save him.
FatCat : Damn you! How did you know?
Chip : Does it matter? The hostages are free, so you wont
have the baked mice for breakfast, lunch and dinner, like you
threatened. Now it is our turn. Monty, the doors!
Monty : With pleasure.
Monty pushes doors, until they close with sharp clang of
keys locking up.
FatCat frantically looks around. He is into center of
floor, Mepps is pulling Wart out of danger, and Mole has just
arrived from the basement and is in shock looking around.
FatCat : Hey! What are you doing? Listen! We may talk
this over, no need to get violent! Please?
Dale jumps on the switch that releases the cistern from
its hold.
Dale : Look this way, Fatty!
FatCat : No! Darn pests! Not the acid releaser!
From the up falls the rope.
Mepps (from the walkway): Boss, quickly! Grab the rope!
The acid spills on the floor. The lights flicker and die.
FatCat : MYAU!!! MY TAIL!!!! Mepps, idiot, pull me up!
Faster!!! What devil pushed me to set up the acid trap!!!
Mepps!!! Are you asleep!!! What: What hisses there?
Chip : Shame on You, Fatty! Don't remember your own
set-up? Think a bit!
Monty : Someone very conveniently placed a few gas ballo-
ons in the way of acid stream, don't know, who it may be?
Dale : Don't you know by chance, FatCat?
Chip : Let's leave this misery.
There is some silence, and then into darkness is heard
Mole's voice.
Mole : Can't see anything: Darn isolation: Where I placed
the matches:
FatCat's, Mepps and Wart's voices in chorus: DON'T, IDI-
OT!!!
FatCat : Don't dare touch the matches!
Mepps : It's the gas!
Wart : We will blow!!!
Mole : Ahh, there they are...
Explosion.
Epilogue
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Scene : Outside burning factory. Arrives human fire-figh-
ter team. The Rangers are sitting on the tree branch.
Monty : Warm look, isn't it?
Gadget : Anyone has seen Floe?
Monty : Now that you mention...
Rangers look around, then without words turn back to the
factory.
Monty : You think... she's still... inside?
Gadget : I don't know... but I'm afraid...
Dale : She said she has one more thing to do. An impor-
tant thing...
Chip : Look! There's some paper on the skateboard's cha-
irs! Your handwriting...
Gadget : It's from Floe!
Turns the paper over, reads.
Gadget : "It you read this, then you are wondering, where
I went... Well, Gadget, remember what You said about the ti-
me-paradoxes. One can't change past without the price. The fu-
ture has changed, and I no more have place in it. I'm disappe-
aring... The worst... it's over. It won't happen anymore. At
least - not into this way. From now on, you are on your own.
Thank you for all. With love - Floe."
Monty (to Zipper): It was her sister anyway...
In the distance, fire fighters are trying to save the
factory.
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Scene - the bushes near the burning factory wall. There
is scraping sound. From the bushes steps out FatCat. His cos-
tume is half burnt, as are most of his fur, whiskers and ear
tufts. Following him is Mole, who crashes into FatCat as he
stops. FatCat swings hard swipe at Mole, and he fells back in-
to the bushes. Few moments later, from bushes appear Wart and
Mepps. Wart is jumping on one leg, holding into Mepps shoul-
der.
FatCat: Its all your fault, Mole!
Shakes the fist at the burning building.
FatCat: and yours, Rangers! We will still set the acco-
unts!
Scene iris out.
Fin
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