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# They were burning themselves out in the sun | 0:00:03 | 0:00:06 | |
# Worlds away from anyone | 0:00:06 | 0:00:08 | |
# They were burning themselves out in the sun | 0:00:08 | 0:00:12 | |
# There was just enough to get that far away | 0:00:12 | 0:00:18 | |
# Ooh... # | 0:00:19 | 0:00:22 | |
'Stars. There are quite a lot of them, really. | 0:00:31 | 0:00:35 | |
'Billions of years old, millions of miles away. | 0:00:35 | 0:00:38 | |
'Just hanging out, doing their own thing. | 0:00:38 | 0:00:41 | |
'Did I mention there's a lot of them? | 0:00:41 | 0:00:44 | |
'OK, so I'm hardly an expert. That's more Phillip's territory. | 0:00:44 | 0:00:48 | |
'And ever since he made friends with Marjorie, | 0:00:48 | 0:00:51 | |
'Phillip had learned even more about stars. | 0:00:51 | 0:00:54 | |
'Phillip had found himself a whole constellation of new friends | 0:00:54 | 0:00:57 | |
'in the Angelus Astronomy Society.' | 0:00:57 | 0:00:59 | |
-She's a beauty, isn't she? -Extraordinary. | 0:00:59 | 0:01:04 | |
They look a lot like rocks, really, don't they? | 0:01:04 | 0:01:07 | |
Odd sort of jagged little rocks. | 0:01:07 | 0:01:09 | |
They're a bit dishevelled - they've come a long way. | 0:01:09 | 0:01:12 | |
-They're the remains of shooting stars. -Imagine, Joy. | 0:01:12 | 0:01:15 | |
These have come from up there. | 0:01:15 | 0:01:17 | |
Part of our great cosmos. | 0:01:17 | 0:01:19 | |
Well, we shouldn't be too late tonight. | 0:01:19 | 0:01:22 | |
We've had to practically wrestle Clive off the telescope | 0:01:22 | 0:01:25 | |
since he had his cataracts removed. | 0:01:25 | 0:01:27 | |
You hear that, Sarge? | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
Cataracts. | 0:01:31 | 0:01:33 | |
And rocks. | 0:01:33 | 0:01:34 | |
What fun(!) | 0:01:34 | 0:01:37 | |
'But Phillip and his new friends couldn't have been happier. | 0:01:37 | 0:01:40 | |
'The whole society had their eyes fixed to the sky, | 0:01:40 | 0:01:43 | |
'waiting patiently for the upcoming eclipse of the sun.' | 0:01:43 | 0:01:46 | |
Just think! Only three more sleeps. | 0:01:46 | 0:01:48 | |
Not since the great meteorite shower of 1912 | 0:01:48 | 0:01:52 | |
have I been so excited about a major astronomical event! | 0:01:52 | 0:01:57 | |
Technically, it's not a total solar eclipse | 0:01:57 | 0:02:01 | |
but a grazing occultation of the sun by the moon. | 0:02:01 | 0:02:04 | |
My star pupil! | 0:02:04 | 0:02:07 | |
Phillip's an old soul. | 0:02:08 | 0:02:10 | |
We shouldn't be surprised that he and Marjorie have clicked. | 0:02:10 | 0:02:13 | |
Makes sense. | 0:02:13 | 0:02:15 | |
But what might make more sense, Sarge... | 0:02:15 | 0:02:17 | |
..if he had a little friend his own age. | 0:02:18 | 0:02:21 | |
Maybe two! | 0:02:21 | 0:02:23 | |
Called Noah and Ruby. | 0:02:23 | 0:02:24 | |
Mm. | 0:02:24 | 0:02:27 | |
Together they could catch tadpoles, have sleepovers here. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:30 | |
But instead... | 0:02:30 | 0:02:32 | |
he's looking through large pipes | 0:02:32 | 0:02:34 | |
with people who don't have their own teeth! | 0:02:34 | 0:02:36 | |
Not that I have anything against people without teeth. | 0:02:36 | 0:02:39 | |
-It's just... -I know. | 0:02:39 | 0:02:41 | |
It's just childhood is a very special time. | 0:02:41 | 0:02:44 | |
I could never forgive myself, Sarge... | 0:02:47 | 0:02:50 | |
if Phillip missed out on the whole... | 0:02:50 | 0:02:53 | |
thingamajig of it. | 0:02:53 | 0:02:55 | |
The magic, Joy? | 0:02:55 | 0:02:57 | |
Yes, Sarge. | 0:02:59 | 0:03:01 | |
The magic. | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
I wouldn't worry. | 0:03:03 | 0:03:04 | |
Phillip comes at life from a different angle to the rest of us. | 0:03:04 | 0:03:08 | |
He'll find the magic. | 0:03:08 | 0:03:10 | |
But in his own way. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:13 | |
THEY CHUCKLE | 0:03:16 | 0:03:17 | |
I hope you're right, Sarge, I really do. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:21 | |
FLOORBOARDS CREAK | 0:03:21 | 0:03:24 | |
CRASH! | 0:03:24 | 0:03:25 | |
Don't creep about on my account. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:29 | |
I haven't slept a wink. | 0:03:29 | 0:03:31 | |
Now you tell me. | 0:03:31 | 0:03:33 | |
How can I rest knowing we're on the brink | 0:03:33 | 0:03:35 | |
of something so...life-changing? | 0:03:35 | 0:03:37 | |
Think you could talk it up a bit more(?) | 0:03:37 | 0:03:39 | |
The last eclipse in Angelus was years and years ago. | 0:03:39 | 0:03:42 | |
Marjorie's old and even she wasn't there. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:45 | |
This is big-ticket stuff, Lock. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:47 | |
'But for once, Phillip wasn't alone in his thinking.' | 0:03:47 | 0:03:52 | |
Picture it. | 0:03:52 | 0:03:54 | |
You're in the middle of enjoying your afternoon scone. | 0:03:54 | 0:03:58 | |
Next thing, | 0:03:58 | 0:03:59 | |
your world is plunged into an unexplained darkness. | 0:03:59 | 0:04:03 | |
You can't tell the jam from the cream. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
-Wow. That sounds... -Terrifying? | 0:04:05 | 0:04:08 | |
Discombobulating? An eclipse can be all of these things. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:13 | |
We'll impose a blanket curfew. | 0:04:13 | 0:04:15 | |
Order everyone behind closed doors. With force. | 0:04:15 | 0:04:18 | |
That's one approach. | 0:04:18 | 0:04:20 | |
-Or...just perhaps... -MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYS | 0:04:20 | 0:04:24 | |
..we could reassure our citizens... | 0:04:24 | 0:04:27 | |
that while this may feel like the very end of creation, | 0:04:27 | 0:04:32 | |
it is, in fact... | 0:04:32 | 0:04:34 | |
the dawn of a new era. | 0:04:34 | 0:04:36 | |
I vote for the curfew. MUSIC SLOWS AND STOPS | 0:04:36 | 0:04:39 | |
A huge crowd of people in the dark, staring up at the sky? | 0:04:39 | 0:04:43 | |
It's an open invitation for pickpockets. | 0:04:43 | 0:04:46 | |
-Or...is it an invitation... -TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYS | 0:04:46 | 0:04:49 | |
..to lead our fellow man back toward the light? | 0:04:49 | 0:04:51 | |
I'm sure you'll agree, comrades, | 0:04:51 | 0:04:53 | |
THAT is the very essence of our responsibility as police officers. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:58 | |
Yeats. Shakespeare. Go to work. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
'So maybe Sam wasn't quite into the whole stargazing thing.' | 0:05:03 | 0:05:08 | |
SCREAMING | 0:05:08 | 0:05:09 | |
'But the rest of the female population of Angelus - | 0:05:09 | 0:05:12 | |
'that was another matter. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:14 | |
'And their sights were set on the same thing.' | 0:05:14 | 0:05:17 | |
HE PLAYS GUITAR SOLO | 0:05:17 | 0:05:19 | |
'It was official. | 0:05:19 | 0:05:21 | |
'Since his makeover, Egg was a star. | 0:05:21 | 0:05:26 | |
'And he was milking it for all it was worth.' | 0:05:26 | 0:05:29 | |
THEY CLAMOUR | 0:05:29 | 0:05:32 | |
-I made you lunch. Take it! -No, take mine! | 0:05:32 | 0:05:37 | |
Ladies! Ladies, relax. | 0:05:37 | 0:05:39 | |
There's more than one meal in a day. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:41 | |
Plenty to go around! GIRLS GIGGLE | 0:05:41 | 0:05:44 | |
Your music test cheat sheet, English essay, | 0:05:44 | 0:05:47 | |
and Old Squasher's trigonometry assignment. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:51 | |
How is that fair? I was up all night finishing mine. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:54 | |
It's a little thing I like to call outsourcing. | 0:05:54 | 0:05:57 | |
Sounds more like cheating to me. | 0:05:57 | 0:05:59 | |
Just because you couldn't handle the fame thing doesn't mean I can't. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:03 | |
I know how to work this. | 0:06:03 | 0:06:05 | |
'Yep, Egg was a star, all right. | 0:06:05 | 0:06:09 | |
'And for the moment, he was in demand. | 0:06:09 | 0:06:11 | |
'He was cooler than cool, hotter than hot. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:16 | |
-'Burning up, big-time.' -GIRLS SCREAM | 0:06:16 | 0:06:21 | |
'Enough!' | 0:06:21 | 0:06:22 | |
-HE STRUMS CHORDS -I said, enough! | 0:06:22 | 0:06:25 | |
While I appreciate your enthusiasm, | 0:06:25 | 0:06:28 | |
you'll drown out the woodwind section. | 0:06:28 | 0:06:30 | |
And if you're not going to stick to the sheet music, | 0:06:30 | 0:06:33 | |
I'll have to seriously consider asking you | 0:06:33 | 0:06:36 | |
not to take part in Angelus High's Stars Of Tomorrow concert series. | 0:06:36 | 0:06:40 | |
Bring it on! This music you're making us play...it's so yesterday! | 0:06:40 | 0:06:46 | |
GIGGLING | 0:06:46 | 0:06:47 | |
Well...in that case, | 0:06:47 | 0:06:48 | |
perhaps you'd be more comfortable in the percussion team. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:51 | |
-Are you serious? -Yes, I am. | 0:06:51 | 0:06:54 | |
Let's try it again, gang. | 0:07:02 | 0:07:04 | |
From the top. | 0:07:04 | 0:07:05 | |
Ready? | 0:07:05 | 0:07:06 | |
-OK, Snowy, cue the lights. -No! | 0:07:06 | 0:07:09 | |
What the dickens is the matter, Constable? | 0:07:09 | 0:07:12 | |
While I think a dress rehearsal is a great idea, | 0:07:12 | 0:07:16 | |
maybe one of us should be manning the desk... | 0:07:16 | 0:07:19 | |
out there, in the light. | 0:07:19 | 0:07:21 | |
Just in case. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:22 | |
But I already put the "back in five minutes" sign up. | 0:07:22 | 0:07:25 | |
But who's to say something important won't come up, and we'll miss it, | 0:07:25 | 0:07:29 | |
in here, in the dark? | 0:07:29 | 0:07:31 | |
Snowy, cue the lights. | 0:07:31 | 0:07:33 | |
-Is it just me... -SHE WHIMPERS | 0:07:37 | 0:07:39 | |
..or is anybody else having trouble reading? | 0:07:39 | 0:07:43 | |
CONSTABLE WATTLE SOBS | 0:07:43 | 0:07:47 | |
Constable? | 0:07:48 | 0:07:50 | |
Right... Well, that's that done. | 0:07:55 | 0:07:57 | |
I have to go and see a man about an octopus. | 0:07:57 | 0:08:00 | |
'Ordinarily, a caring, nurturing teacher would be pleased | 0:08:05 | 0:08:09 | |
'if a student showed dramatic improvement.' | 0:08:09 | 0:08:12 | |
Geoffrey Eggleston! | 0:08:12 | 0:08:14 | |
D+. | 0:08:14 | 0:08:16 | |
'Sadly, Old Squasher wasn't one of those teachers. | 0:08:16 | 0:08:20 | |
'Instead, he formed a crack forensic team with our music teacher, | 0:08:22 | 0:08:26 | |
'Ms Archer. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:28 | |
'Egg's homework outsourcing racket had been exposed, | 0:08:45 | 0:08:48 | |
'so the Rev was called in for a disciplinary hearing.' | 0:08:48 | 0:08:51 | |
Dishonesty, Geoffrey, | 0:08:51 | 0:08:53 | |
is right up there in the top ten of God's not-to-do list. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:57 | |
We're ready to see you now. | 0:08:57 | 0:08:59 | |
HEAVENLY MUSIC PLAYS | 0:08:59 | 0:09:02 | |
Please come right this way. | 0:09:13 | 0:09:15 | |
Oh, sorry. Um, I'm confused. | 0:09:17 | 0:09:19 | |
Do you mean this way as in that way, or... | 0:09:19 | 0:09:22 | |
that way as in this way? | 0:09:22 | 0:09:24 | |
-I'm hopeless with directions. -Me too! Me and a compass, | 0:09:24 | 0:09:27 | |
you couldn't meet two things more incompatible! | 0:09:27 | 0:09:30 | |
'But Egg, he'd just see two things meet that WERE compatible, | 0:09:30 | 0:09:35 | |
'and given that one of them wasn't his mum...' | 0:09:35 | 0:09:38 | |
-POP! -'..he didn't like it.' | 0:09:38 | 0:09:43 | |
Consider that strike one. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:45 | |
Two more and you'll be removed from general classes | 0:09:45 | 0:09:49 | |
and placed in enrichment class for the morally malnourished, | 0:09:49 | 0:09:53 | |
swiftly and without mercy. | 0:09:53 | 0:09:56 | |
Is there anything you'd like to say? | 0:09:56 | 0:09:59 | |
No comment. | 0:09:59 | 0:10:01 | |
Geoffrey! | 0:10:01 | 0:10:04 | |
'Egg was rattled and he needed a fame fix to calm his nerves.' | 0:10:04 | 0:10:07 | |
They're dropping like flies! | 0:10:07 | 0:10:09 | |
-Netball practice started 15 minutes ago. -I'm here now, aren't I? | 0:10:09 | 0:10:13 | |
An hour late! They'll move onto the next hit boy if you're not careful. | 0:10:13 | 0:10:17 | |
EGG SIGHS | 0:10:17 | 0:10:19 | |
I hope you like ginger nut. | 0:10:19 | 0:10:22 | |
'Usually, Egg would have nothing against ginger nut. | 0:10:22 | 0:10:25 | |
'But the shape was a problem. | 0:10:25 | 0:10:26 | |
'He'd seen enough hearts for one day. | 0:10:26 | 0:10:29 | |
'Unlike Egg's fans, | 0:10:33 | 0:10:35 | |
'the Rev wasn't ready to give up on him just yet.' | 0:10:35 | 0:10:38 | |
Er... | 0:10:40 | 0:10:42 | |
I would like to report a missing person. | 0:10:42 | 0:10:45 | |
SARGE CLEARS HIS THROAT | 0:10:46 | 0:10:48 | |
Can you provide us with a description? | 0:10:50 | 0:10:53 | |
Let's see... | 0:10:53 | 0:10:55 | |
He's about...so high. | 0:10:55 | 0:10:57 | |
Uh-huh. And hair colour? | 0:10:57 | 0:10:59 | |
-Pretty similar to this. -Eyes? | 0:10:59 | 0:11:02 | |
Not far from these. | 0:11:02 | 0:11:05 | |
I think I know the one. | 0:11:08 | 0:11:10 | |
Nice young man, hm? | 0:11:10 | 0:11:12 | |
Been through a little bit of a rough patch of late? | 0:11:12 | 0:11:15 | |
-Any idea of his whereabouts? -Well, he's not home. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:19 | |
I wouldn't be surprised if he were heading | 0:11:19 | 0:11:22 | |
to his best friend's residence. | 0:11:22 | 0:11:23 | |
I'll see to it he's well taken care of. | 0:11:23 | 0:11:26 | |
HE SCOFFS | 0:11:33 | 0:11:35 | |
-I don't do spinach. -Well, that's lucky, then. | 0:11:35 | 0:11:38 | |
-It's broccoli. -PHILLIP: -You should eat it. | 0:11:38 | 0:11:40 | |
Keeps you nice and regular. | 0:11:40 | 0:11:42 | |
Like clockwork. Little tip I learnt from Clo. | 0:11:42 | 0:11:46 | |
From the Astronomical Society. | 0:11:46 | 0:11:48 | |
Yeah, well, whatever it is, it's still green. | 0:11:48 | 0:11:52 | |
Sorry about that. | 0:11:52 | 0:11:54 | |
I'm sure I've got some chicken noodles in there. | 0:11:54 | 0:11:57 | |
Why don't I fetch you some of those? | 0:11:57 | 0:11:59 | |
Maybe you'd like to take your glasses off. | 0:11:59 | 0:12:02 | |
We're at a table, not a 3D picture show. | 0:12:02 | 0:12:04 | |
I prefer to keep them on. | 0:12:04 | 0:12:06 | |
Right you are, then. | 0:12:09 | 0:12:11 | |
Your decision. | 0:12:11 | 0:12:13 | |
Is it OK if I stay the night? | 0:12:13 | 0:12:15 | |
-Because you're clearly having such a great time? -Excellent! | 0:12:15 | 0:12:18 | |
Thanks. | 0:12:18 | 0:12:20 | |
'It was difficult to figure out what was going on in Egg's head. | 0:12:20 | 0:12:24 | |
'He couldn't figure it out either. | 0:12:24 | 0:12:26 | |
'But other people, they have a sixth sense about this stuff.' | 0:12:26 | 0:12:30 | |
Shouldn't stay out here too long. You'll catch a cold. | 0:12:33 | 0:12:36 | |
I couldn't sleep. | 0:12:36 | 0:12:38 | |
Neither could I. | 0:12:38 | 0:12:40 | |
Kept thinking about tomorrow's shopping list. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:44 | |
I don't want to get it wrong! | 0:12:44 | 0:12:46 | |
I mean, the thought of strange new brands in the pantry, phew! | 0:12:46 | 0:12:50 | |
But then again...would it really be that much of a disaster? | 0:12:53 | 0:12:57 | |
Be unusual at first, sure, but... | 0:12:59 | 0:13:02 | |
you'd get used to it eventually. | 0:13:02 | 0:13:05 | |
And everything would be OK again. | 0:13:05 | 0:13:08 | |
I'm sorry I don't like broccoli. | 0:13:10 | 0:13:12 | |
Honestly... | 0:13:14 | 0:13:16 | |
..I'm not much for it myself. | 0:13:18 | 0:13:20 | |
It's chook-feed, really. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:22 | |
-CHICKENS CLUCK -No offence, girls! | 0:13:22 | 0:13:24 | |
Can I get you anything? | 0:13:26 | 0:13:28 | |
A snack? | 0:13:28 | 0:13:30 | |
You hardly ate at dinner. | 0:13:30 | 0:13:32 | |
'What Egg really wanted, Mum was already giving him.' | 0:13:32 | 0:13:35 | |
Did you see that?! | 0:13:43 | 0:13:45 | |
Sweet dreams. | 0:13:55 | 0:13:57 | |
# Still too young | 0:13:57 | 0:13:58 | |
# To fail | 0:13:58 | 0:14:00 | |
# Too scared | 0:14:04 | 0:14:06 | |
# To sail away... # | 0:14:06 | 0:14:08 | |
Sweet dreams. | 0:14:08 | 0:14:10 | |
# I'll grow old and I'll grow brave | 0:14:10 | 0:14:15 | |
# And I'll go... # | 0:14:15 | 0:14:17 | |
Sweet dreams. | 0:14:17 | 0:14:19 | |
# One of these days | 0:14:21 | 0:14:25 | |
# La-daa da-daa daa | 0:14:26 | 0:14:29 | |
# Daa daa daa. # | 0:14:29 | 0:14:33 | |
-GIRL: -He's here. | 0:14:33 | 0:14:34 | |
I've been on the phone all night. People aren't happy, Egg. | 0:14:36 | 0:14:39 | |
But luckily... I've had a brilliant idea. | 0:14:39 | 0:14:44 | |
I don't do pink. | 0:14:45 | 0:14:46 | |
You're going to give it to Erinna in the quadrangle, | 0:14:46 | 0:14:50 | |
where everybody will see. | 0:14:50 | 0:14:51 | |
Then, hopefully, Ginger-gate will be over. | 0:14:51 | 0:14:55 | |
It's not my style. | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
-I'm not doing it. -You are! It's called "damage control", idiot! | 0:14:57 | 0:15:02 | |
Sasha, I don't think this is working out for me. | 0:15:02 | 0:15:04 | |
No, no, no! You are so NOT firing me! | 0:15:04 | 0:15:07 | |
I quit. | 0:15:07 | 0:15:08 | |
Do you know how many girls would kill for your job?! | 0:15:08 | 0:15:11 | |
'Egg's star was starting to fade. | 0:15:16 | 0:15:19 | |
'But the problem was, he wasn't ready for it to. | 0:15:19 | 0:15:23 | |
'Not just yet.' | 0:15:23 | 0:15:25 | |
Gang, it's almost time to take your positions at the hall. | 0:15:25 | 0:15:29 | |
Now, no need to be nervous. | 0:15:29 | 0:15:32 | |
Has anyone seen my baton? | 0:15:32 | 0:15:35 | |
I'll meet you there. | 0:15:35 | 0:15:36 | |
Just remember to breathe. | 0:15:36 | 0:15:38 | |
Go, us! | 0:15:38 | 0:15:40 | |
DOOR HANDLE RATTLES | 0:15:57 | 0:15:58 | |
Lockie, are you going to be much longer? | 0:16:00 | 0:16:04 | |
I'm on a very tight schedule. | 0:16:04 | 0:16:05 | |
Show has to go on, right? | 0:16:05 | 0:16:07 | |
-Shouldn't we wait for Ms Archer? -She could be a while. | 0:16:09 | 0:16:12 | |
MS ARCHER TAPS ON DOOR | 0:16:12 | 0:16:14 | |
Help! Help! | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
Help! | 0:16:16 | 0:16:18 | |
Try and keep up, guys. | 0:16:18 | 0:16:20 | |
CYMBALS CRASH | 0:16:20 | 0:16:21 | |
HE PLAYS ROCK'N'ROLL TUNE | 0:16:21 | 0:16:23 | |
HE PLAYS TUNELESSLY | 0:16:27 | 0:16:31 | |
Enough! | 0:16:36 | 0:16:39 | |
Enough! Stop that racket immediately! | 0:16:39 | 0:16:42 | |
Maybe we should put it to the crowd. | 0:16:42 | 0:16:45 | |
If you can't appreciate good music... | 0:16:52 | 0:16:54 | |
Later. | 0:16:54 | 0:16:56 | |
Oh! | 0:17:03 | 0:17:05 | |
Thank goodness you're here! | 0:17:05 | 0:17:06 | |
SHE GASPS | 0:17:06 | 0:17:08 | |
I don't know how I locked myself in. | 0:17:08 | 0:17:10 | |
SHE CHUCKLES | 0:17:10 | 0:17:12 | |
Silly me, right?! | 0:17:12 | 0:17:13 | |
There's no way she locked herself in. | 0:17:16 | 0:17:18 | |
That doesn't prove Egg did it. | 0:17:18 | 0:17:20 | |
He's been so full of himself lately. | 0:17:20 | 0:17:22 | |
We have to stop him before he does something really stupid. | 0:17:22 | 0:17:25 | |
Why do you always want to save everybody? | 0:17:25 | 0:17:27 | |
-It's always Lockie Leonard to the rescue. -No, it's not! | 0:17:27 | 0:17:30 | |
Not everyone has it as easy as you. | 0:17:30 | 0:17:32 | |
We can't all live perfect lives. | 0:17:32 | 0:17:34 | |
I'm NOT perfect. | 0:17:34 | 0:17:36 | |
Then don't expect everyone else to be. | 0:17:36 | 0:17:38 | |
I'll see you at the eclipse. | 0:17:38 | 0:17:39 | |
'That afternoon, everyone in Angelus flocked to the water's edge | 0:17:42 | 0:17:46 | |
'to catch a glimpse of the day's star attraction - the eclipse.' | 0:17:46 | 0:17:50 | |
The very latest in viewing technology. | 0:17:50 | 0:17:54 | |
Remember, you mustn't look directly at the sun. | 0:17:54 | 0:17:58 | |
Some of the other Society members are choosing an alternative method. | 0:17:58 | 0:18:04 | |
But I choose to live dangerously. | 0:18:04 | 0:18:07 | |
I hope you're not planning to light that baby up come show time. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:11 | |
No, of course not. | 0:18:11 | 0:18:13 | |
We'll all be perfectly fine, I imagine. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:15 | |
All of us, in the complete and utter, total... | 0:18:15 | 0:18:18 | |
dark. | 0:18:18 | 0:18:20 | |
Why don't you come and take a seat with us? | 0:18:20 | 0:18:24 | |
We'll all feel a lot safer with you around! | 0:18:24 | 0:18:27 | |
I...I suppose I could stay. | 0:18:27 | 0:18:29 | |
If you really need me. | 0:18:29 | 0:18:32 | |
Well, I'm going to leave you all to have fun with your...large pipes. | 0:18:32 | 0:18:37 | |
-Blob and I'll just get out of your way. -You're not going anywhere. | 0:18:37 | 0:18:40 | |
SHE CRIES SOFTLY | 0:18:52 | 0:18:55 | |
Do you need a hand? | 0:18:55 | 0:18:57 | |
Uh... | 0:18:57 | 0:18:59 | |
Me? No, I'm fine. | 0:18:59 | 0:19:01 | |
All good here. Long day, that's all. | 0:19:01 | 0:19:05 | |
Here, let me help. | 0:19:05 | 0:19:07 | |
'Egg knew why she was really crying. | 0:19:07 | 0:19:11 | |
'Egg's star was hurtling back to Earth. | 0:19:11 | 0:19:15 | |
'He needed something, anything, to break his fall.' | 0:19:15 | 0:19:18 | |
You OK? | 0:19:19 | 0:19:21 | |
Not sure. | 0:19:21 | 0:19:23 | |
If it's any consolation, I know what you're going through. | 0:19:24 | 0:19:27 | |
You do? | 0:19:27 | 0:19:29 | |
Well, my mum hasn't moved to Scandinavia, but... | 0:19:29 | 0:19:33 | |
most of the time she might as well have. | 0:19:33 | 0:19:35 | |
Dad too. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:37 | |
Sometimes it's like they're miles away. | 0:19:37 | 0:19:40 | |
But you've still got your dad. | 0:19:40 | 0:19:42 | |
And us. | 0:19:42 | 0:19:43 | |
-Like you care. -Of course we care. | 0:19:43 | 0:19:46 | |
Lockie and I both do, OK? | 0:19:46 | 0:19:48 | |
-See you at the eclipse. -OK. | 0:19:51 | 0:19:54 | |
-I'm so sorry, Vicki. -Oh... | 0:19:57 | 0:20:00 | |
Egg... | 0:20:00 | 0:20:02 | |
Like I said, I'm so sorry. | 0:20:02 | 0:20:04 | |
'Egg may think he's a star, | 0:20:07 | 0:20:09 | |
'but he can't diss Mum's cooking, lock teachers in rooms, | 0:20:09 | 0:20:13 | |
'and worse - try to kiss people's girlfriends, especially mine! | 0:20:13 | 0:20:17 | |
'I was ready to give him a piece of my mind. | 0:20:17 | 0:20:20 | |
-'But then...' -You were right. | 0:20:20 | 0:20:21 | |
I can't handle it. | 0:20:21 | 0:20:24 | |
Not one bit. | 0:20:24 | 0:20:26 | |
And now... now I've wrecked everything. | 0:20:26 | 0:20:28 | |
Everyone hates me. | 0:20:28 | 0:20:30 | |
You, Dad...Vicki. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:34 | |
You've been a bit of a noodle, but no-one hates you. | 0:20:34 | 0:20:37 | |
I don't like what's in my pantry, Lockie. | 0:20:37 | 0:20:39 | |
Everything's changing...too fast. | 0:20:39 | 0:20:42 | |
Everything's different. | 0:20:42 | 0:20:44 | |
It's like... It's like I have no idea what to do next. | 0:20:44 | 0:20:48 | |
'Finally, I understood why Egg was determined | 0:20:48 | 0:20:51 | |
'to keep his star shining so bright. | 0:20:51 | 0:20:54 | |
'Without it, he'd have to face the dark, | 0:20:54 | 0:20:56 | |
'and that was scary.' | 0:20:56 | 0:20:58 | |
Is this how it's going to be from now on? | 0:20:58 | 0:21:01 | |
No Mum, no friends. | 0:21:01 | 0:21:04 | |
That's all, folks. | 0:21:05 | 0:21:08 | |
Things will get better. | 0:21:08 | 0:21:09 | |
You reckon? | 0:21:09 | 0:21:12 | |
You've got to have some faith. | 0:21:12 | 0:21:14 | |
Go on, take your sunglasses off. | 0:21:18 | 0:21:21 | |
You'll miss it otherwise. | 0:21:21 | 0:21:22 | |
The darkness fell, like a heavy cloak over the unknowing glow. | 0:21:44 | 0:21:51 | |
"But be not afraid," cried a voice in the night. | 0:21:51 | 0:21:54 | |
"Have faith! He will return, your friend, the light." | 0:21:54 | 0:21:58 | |
This is it, Phillip. | 0:21:58 | 0:22:01 | |
It's everything I imagined it would be, and more. | 0:22:01 | 0:22:05 | |
-You're right, it's beautiful. It's... -Magical. | 0:22:05 | 0:22:09 | |
Now we welcome a new day. A new beginning. | 0:22:09 | 0:22:14 | |
A new way. | 0:22:14 | 0:22:17 | |
# I'll grow old | 0:22:17 | 0:22:20 | |
# And I'll grow brave... # | 0:22:20 | 0:22:22 | |
'Egg was ready to get on with life, | 0:22:22 | 0:22:24 | |
'now that he'd crashed back to Earth, where he belonged.' | 0:22:24 | 0:22:27 | |
As we commit these garments to the ground, | 0:22:31 | 0:22:34 | |
we ask your blessings. | 0:22:34 | 0:22:36 | |
'But sometimes, | 0:22:40 | 0:22:41 | |
'you have to face the darkness... | 0:22:41 | 0:22:43 | |
'..so you can see the light up ahead. | 0:22:46 | 0:22:48 | |
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