Casey Jones: April. She'll know.
[In Eastlaird University, April walks up to a professor's desk.]
April O'Neil: Hi, Professor, do you have a second?
Professor: Are you even from this class?
April O'Neil: I'm April O'Neil, journalism major. I write for the Eastlaird University Daily News. Maybe I could get some shots of you over there at the whiteboard for a story?
Professor: Of course. So what should I do?
April: You know, just right, something sciencey.
Professor: I actually have the perfect equation for your article.
April: Now a few where you're staring thoughtfully at your work.
Professor: Oh, I always stare intently at my equations. Especially this one. You know, I think I should put on my lab coat.
April O'Neil: LOOK AT IT!
Professor: Okay.
[April takes his I.D badge]
Professor: You know, I could probably stare at this equation all day.
[In a stairwell. April takes out her phone and began to record.]
April: This is April O'Neil investigating reporter of the Eastlaird University Daily news. For years, this college shot down rumors that a foreign government is secretly paying them millions to develop a super tonic herbicidal deforestation bomb. Those rumors end today because I'm about to glow the lid off Big Chem.
April unlocks the lab and jumps on the floor and rolls. She shines her phone on a desk.]
April: This stuff looks nasty.
Guard: Hey! Who's there?
[The guard looked around but April wasn't there. April jumps off the roof]
April: Evidence baby.
[She fumbles the phone and it breaks.]
April: Oh boy. Well, It's a good thing video ain't the only thing I took.
[She slips a blue chemical into her backpack.]
Casey: April. Yes!
[Suddenly, April realized someone was stalking her.]
Casey Jones: Commander O'Neil.
April O'Neil: Catlike reflex! [knocks him out.] What's the matter with you, creeping up on a person in the dark?
[April sees a photo in the pocket.]
April O'Neil: What the?