The Power Thief M.I. High

They'll be sorry.

They'll all be sorry!

The 21st century faces a new kind of threat.

The old-school spies have had their day

and MI9 must create a new breed of skilled undercover agent.

Hidden in a place no villain will think to look...

Welcome to MI High.

Thanks, Russ. I'll text to let you know when to collect me.

-Beats getting the bus!

-It makes a change - a family friend.

Daisy! Wait up!

Shoo!

What did he want?

-Company. It's lonely out there on Dork Island.

-HORN BEEPS

Yeah, we're all looking at your flash car, Mr Sad Act!

-Why do loaded people always want to shove it in your face?

-Makes me want to chuck up!

In this next slide, we can see what the area looked like before our school was built.

This river would have flowed right beneath our feet.

-I can't believe our school was built on a river.

-I get so seasick.

Actually, Zara, legend has it that the river was cursed and dried up mysteriously...

Oh, dear. Now, what's happened here?

I never knew there was a river under the school.

-Mr Flatley?

-Yes, Rose?

-I left my tuba in the cloakroom.

-All right, hurry back.

-I'll be five minutes.

Sir, I forgot to lock my bike up.

If you're quick, Blane.

-Probably more like ten.

-I need a hanky.

-All right, Daisy.

-Me too.

-And me.

-Atchoo!

-I've caught their cold.

-Lookers before losers.

Nothing wrong with a perfectly good projector.

I'll be right with you!

-Get off!

-It wasn't me!

-Sorry.

WHIRRING AND BEEPING

Lenny?

Something odd's happening.

Power cuts across the country. The backup generator's playing up.

So's your bike, it's not going anywhere.

Remind me to have a word with MI9's technical team.

Someone must be messing with the electricity.

Check if anyone's hacked into the electricity grid.

-Flatley!

-Do you think so? But he seems so nice.

Oh, I'll sort him.

Go on, then.

With that saddle? You must be joking.

Aah! There you are. The power's gone off, come and fix it.

I don't think I can, Mr Flatley. It's an area problem, see?

What do you mean, you don't think you can? You haven't even tried!

-Strange...

-The only thing that is strange is why I keep paying you

for work that never gets done.

-Oh, I'll go take a look at the fuses, then.

-Just make sure you do.

-SQUEAKY VOICE:

-This is a...

-Ahem.

-SIREN IN BACKGROUND

This...is a message...

No - demand.

This is a demand to the Government.

So...this family friend...

does he do anything else for you, like polish your grapes?

-Throw rose petals in your path?

-Roast you on a spit for annoying me?

-There are no security breaches at the ports. You?

-Airports are all clear.

Checking the electricty grid logs. Doesn't look like anyone's hacked in.

I'll give it some juice.

Let's use the generator just to keep Rose's computer working.

Blane, grab some oil lamps from the storeroom, then help Daisy go through these.

Juat a minute... The bike, lamps...

-Anything else?

-Do newspapers have search engines?

You have to read them.

An old-fashioned but effective way to find out what's going on.

-Is that how it was done in the olden days?

-Hey...

Stewart, water comes from taps now, we don't need to dowse.

Strange forces are at work - Flatley's projector, then this.

Wow!

Mine sends texts, but how's this linked to water?

-It's obvious.

-To people from Planet Bonkers.

That dried-up river's taking our power cos the school's over it.

I'm dowsing to find it and get our power back.

-Rivers don't travel in straight lines.

-Tell that to my dowsing rods.

-You should tell him about taps.

-Don't even go there.

No way that's your house!

As if! It was my parents dragging me round a dull stately home.

-Get you, going on posh days out.

-What's a stately home?

-Nothing wrong with the fuses.

-I trust you've wiggled them? Ah-ah-ah!

-Don't you dare say "area problem" unless you've wiggled.

-Oh.

The power cuts run in straight lines.

Look, it cuts through the school.

And that's meant to MEAN something?

Not to you. You don't spend your breaks following a stick.

Stewart, wait! Do you think

you'll find the source of the power cuts by dowsing?

I should have bought another set of rods! Why do you want to know?

OK, I admit, it does look kind of cool.

Power, water - two sides of the same banana.

That's what it said in St Hope's Mysteries And Histories.

Quietly, it's not that cool! Did it mention straight lines?

It might, but I haven't read that far.

-Can I borrow it?

-It's in my locker.

Mr Flatley, it don't make no difference.

Because you're pushing, not wiggling!

-Eh?

-Watch and learn!

Side to side, top to bottom, wiggle-wiggle.

Can you show me that again?

Side to side, top to bottom, wiggle-wiggle.

Side to side, top to bottom, wiggle-wiggle.

Side to side, top to bottom, wiggle-wiggle...

They never showed us that at caretaker school.

..wiggle-wiggle! Side to side,

top to bottom, wiggle...

..wiggle.

Bicknall?

Hmm, Miss Daisy Miller, or should I say Your Ladyship(?)

-Where'd you disappear to?

-Research.

The power cuts are in straight lines.

According to this, they're over ley lines.

If you believe in them.

And for those of us who read Get The Goss instead of Weird Weekly?!

Invisible underground channels of energy around the Earth.

For aliens to steer their ships by.

You've been spending too much time with Stewart.

Someone's doing evil things with them?

What, a wizard or an orc?!

COMPUTER BUZZES

Five more areas have just lost power.

In a straight line?

So...where do you live, Daisy?

Well, you see, I could tell you, but then you might wanna visit.

-So...

-Got any ideas on the mission, Blane?

I had one - you blanked it.

Go mad, have another.

Who do you wanna hear about, "dog with three brains",

"an alien ate my horse",

-or "the stolen magic stone"?

-Do you have a picture?

-Here.

It's a dark stone! This one is missing from an auction house,

and this from a private collection.

-Are you saying they're linked to the power cuts?

-I think so.

There were dark stones on the hills in England, Scotland and Wales.

-They balanced out Great Britain's power.

-Have you been dating Stewart?

I just read about it somewhere.

Meanwhile, back at the mission...

They were removed in the 1820s

as stories of the dark stone curse were circulating.

The dark stone curse?!

Careful, or you'll be joining me on the bench with ley lines.

If the stones are together,

they return the country to the Dark Ages.

-Oh, please?! That's impossible.

-You'd think so.

Two are missing and shed loads of power are disappearing.

Daisy...your mission is to secure the third dark stone.

So ley lines are orc-ish, but power-sucking stones are OK?!

It's too much of a coincidence, Blane, and it's all we've got.

You go with Daisy on surveillance. Rose, you locate the stone

-while...

-It's in the Serinturk Museum.

What? I just...

Read it somewhere?

COMPUTER BEEPS

MI9 are linking us up to an incoming broadcast.

-BROADCAST:

-'..a demand for the government.

'Unless you pay me 200...'

No, 300...

..£350,000...

I shall keep taking power until it's all gone...

for good.

Actually, erm...£200,000 would be fine, yeah. Thank you!

He's causing the power cuts.

-At least he's polite.

-And cheap, too.

He's so unpredictable. I want to know who he is.

Let's close him down before he causes any more damage.

Strange...

Ah, Bicknall, look, look! No area power cut could do this.

I've checked the fuses, I want you to check the wiring.

There's something very strange going on out there, Mr F.

-It's not safe to mess around with our ropey wiring.

-Right, that's it!

I've had it with you dodging your duty each time there's a crisis!

Either you get in amongst that wiring or...pack your toolkit and...get out!

-I'll...go and check the wiring.

-Good!

Three security guards. We don't have much time.

We need to get in and out before the power and alarms come back on.

Let's go!

What do you think?

Top choice.

After you, m'lady.

'Hello! I have an announcement.

'I'm about to restore power for 30 minutes so you can get my money.'

And, er...well, I advise you...

No, I strongly advise you to pay it.

I have the power to send this country back to the dark ages.

'Forever!'

-You don't sound like someone who does this for a job.

-'Who's this?'

Activate the surveillance device.

I AM the surveillance device.

I know. Off you go!

My name's Rose. What's yours?

Gilb...

No, no, not falling for that one.

Please stop what you're doing... You're causing chaos.

Nothing's working out there!

'I can't do that, Rose.'

People need power.

Businesses, homes, hospitals...

-Society can't function without technology.

-'Technology?'

People survived without technology for centuries in the dark ages.

Yeah, and it was cold, muddy, and no TV.

'By the sound of it, it really sucked.'

Some things are beyond the reach of technology.

I've set my ladder up, so Flatley thinks I'm working and...

Goodbye, Rose.

-Who's that?

-The man who's causing the power cuts.

Why didn't you keep him talking?

We could have traced him!

Bicknall?

Bicknall? Are you there?

Bicknall?

-ON RADIO:

-'There's power cuts affecting a large area...'

(Daisy!)

Urgh!

Aaargh! Help! Bicknall?

Daisy!

Your timing's a little out.

Have you found him?

There's no mention of any experts on mines.

The world's biggest authority on dark stones seems to be Daisy.

I'll check the auction house and museum.

-Maybe they'll throw up something.

-Hurry.

You won't be able to hack into their computers

once he starts stealing power again.

And that bike's beginning to scare me!

RADIO: Some news coming in...

Power's back on. Do you want a brew?

Security check first. Then a brew, and maybe a biscuit. Come on!

-You kick like a girl.

-You whinge like a boy.

BELL RINGS

I fixed the power! It's all right, don't panic, I fixed the power.

I fixed the power. Hello? Oh, hello.

Oh! Thank you...Julian.

SIGHS CONTENTEDLY: I fixed the power!

GUARD WHISTLES

The dark stone!

There's a fire exit down that corridor!

< TOILET FLUSHES

WHISTLING

BREATHLESSLY: Charlie? Charlie!

Someone's nicked the dark stone.

Hello! Fascinating exhibits.

THEY GROWL

RADIO CRACKLES: 'Rose?'

'Rose?'

Keep him talking.

I'll trace his signal.

-'Rose! 30 minutes is nearly up.'

-Can you wait a bit longer?

We're still getting your money.

'What are you doing, having a whip-round?'

You don't have to go through with this.

'No-one listened about the dark stone curse. Now I'm proving it's true!

'I've been shoved around all my life, Rose.

'No more Mr Nice Guy!

'Although it has been nice talking to you.'

Rose, how could you let him go again?

-I wish

-I

-had a dark stone.

What were YOU doing in THERE?

Exactly how much detail would you like?

Don't get cute with me, young lady!

I told them we got locked in, but they don't believe me.

-You are in very big trouble.

-I do hope you'll tell Daddy.

Some hot-shot lawyer, is he?

THEY LAUGH

No. He's chairman of this museum's board of trustees.

Check out the photo in the exhibition area.

Daddy and I with Lord Moncreith.

Not a great one of me. Bit of a bad hair day, but...

You might be the Chairman's daughter.

Still doesn't explain the missing dark stone.

You didn't say it was the dark stone!

That's Daddy's, on loan to the museum.

-Why would

-I

-steal something my family already owns?

Wouldn't want to be in your shoes when Daddy finds out.

-TREMBLING:

-What are you going to do?

-What am

-I

-going to do? You let it go missing as well.

That's the third dark stone that's been stolen.

Daddy hates publicity.

He'd be very grateful if you found it before the media got involved,

or would you like to search me first?

Look at this. "The Serinturk sadly says goodbye to tour guide

"and dark stone nut, Brent Gilbert."

"Replaced by a graduate after 30 years' service,

"he was presented with a £5 museum voucher,

"which we hope he'll spend on our geology book.

"That's rocks and stones without magic powers, Gilbert."

That's awful. No wonder he's upset!

No excuse for bringing the country to its knees.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Bicknall.

Is it too much to ask? Is it?

For you to lift a hammer, wield a pair of pliers,

or perhaps even manage the tiniest bit of re-wiring

for the sake of the school?

-No, but...

-It's too much for Lenny the disappearing caretaker, isn't it?

What would parents say if they knew

that the headmaster their children looked up to was doing...

-Manual labour?

-Well, they'd...

-No, Bicknall, this is the final straw.

I'm letting you go.

ELECTRICITY BUZZES

Er...go...on for another few months,

but I expect to see a big improvement in your performance.

Is that clear?

Very clear, Mr F.

Very clear indeed, sir.

You rocked in there, Daisy! For a girl, anyway.

-It was one of my better bluffs.

-It wasn't a bluff, though, was it?

Swanky car dropping you off round corners?

Fireside photo in the mansion?

Christmas at the palace with the Queen?

Why did we just put ourselves through all that,

when you could have rung your dad and asked for the darkstone?

Because it takes ten hundred years to get past his secretary,

his receptionist, and his personal assistant.

Then he's in a meeting - "can't talk." Says he'll call back.

-Never does! So...

-It's easier to break in to a high-security museum

than talking to your dad?

Wait a minute. Where's the stone?

It's a fake! He got there before us.

Those telluric bands are way too narrow.

This definitely isn't a darkstone.

Telluric bands? Hang on...

Got it! "A telluric band is a ley-line power centre,

"created by the presence of..." Ha!

"..ley energy".

-Who said this was about ley lines?

-OK, Blane, you've convinced me.

We know Gilbert's local

and he's probably on a ley line to boost the power of the stones.

He's definitely in the phone book!

Only a dumb amateur would pull a stunt like this from home.

He's not dumb. He's just desperate for someone to pay him attention.

Here. Take these with you.

The floor's been specially treated to isolate energy. Go on.

-We look like we're going on a picnic.

-Hey, Princess...

somewhere to put your caviar?

Rose? I have the details of where to deposit my fee.

It's not a fee, it's a ransom.

We don't give in to blackmail.

No, it's not! I'm just trying to set the record straight, that's all.

You're going to cause chaos until we pay. That's blackmail.

Is it?

Well, I don't care!

I'm going to put the darkstones together

and cripple this country for good!

Don't make this worse for yourself, Gilbert. Give up now!

Never!

Gilbert? Gilbert!

The whole of Britain's power must be going into his house.

-It could blow at any moment.

-Let's get in there.

No one's forcing me to live a life without hairdryers.

CRASH! >

Wow. I've really got to get myself one of those.

Don't put the stones together!

You're messing with power you can't control!

Brent, it's me, Rose!

You've shown people they were wrong about you - and the darkstones!

You weren't straight with me, Rose.

No-one's ever straight with me.

I'm sick of being somebody who doesn't matter!

Well, I matter now!

No!

Situation secure, Lenny.

I'm sorry people didn't believe you, Brent.

But that doesn't mean you should force them to see things your way.

Stones were magical though, weren't they?

I guess some things just can't be explained.

You rescued Britain from the Dark Ages and saved the family stone.

-Result!

-Whatever.

Why DID your posh parents shove you into a dump like St Hope's?

Some trendy parenting expert told them it was "character building".

Depends what kind of character you want to build.

-You shouldn't be ashamed of who you are.

-I'm not.

I just don't want people judging me because of where I live.

I'd swap my freezing council estate for your country estate any day.

I'll think about it.

Hmm, I've thought about it. Nah!

Blane, I've lost the river.

In fact, I'm just lost.

Call me when you can.

Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd 2007