The Glove M.I. High

Now some breaking news.

The country's energy supply is being sapped by an unknown source.

Petrol, gas and electricity are disappearing at a terrifying rate.

The question is, "Where has all our power gone?"

I know where all the power's gone!

MANIACAL LAUGHTER

The Government has received blackmail demands threatening to

cut all power, sending the nation into panic.

Our only hope is a device called the Glove.

Finishing touches are being made now, but will it be ready in time?

What? The Glove?!

But that could ruin all my plans!

The 21st century faces a new kind of threat.

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 HI High.

POWER EBBS AND RETURNS This is a very serious state of affairs.

Our country's power is being stolen. We need to find out who's behind it.

Whoever it is has already sent a list of demands.

If supply enters the red zone, the whole country will grind to a halt.

We've only got six hours' supply left.

It's essential we find alterative energy from somewhere, fast!

Hey, gang! Er, sorry I'm late.

I know everyone's panicking about the power shortage

but I may have the answer.

-You both remember Raymond Stilt.

-Of course. Hello, Raymond.

Raymond. Always a pleasure. I'm sure you remember me.

Allanah Sucrose, Government Environment Advisor Extraordinaire.

Oh, yeah, yeah, course. Peace.

Raymond has invented an alternative power source. The Solatric Glove.

-The what?

-Yeah. The Glove is a carbon-neutral energy generator.

It's a way for the sun to power all of our appliances.

Now, if I race to get work on the Glove completed, then

the country would have power again.

-Sounds good, Raymond.

-I will need Frank's help.

I mean, he's the only one who can work with me on this.

I suggest we test the Glove under closed protection.

I've got just the team.

-We should consult a think tank.

-We don't have time for that.

-You'll need extra help. I'll assist you.

-But Raymond will have help.

I really think I should oversee this. Where's your base?

-That's classified, Allanah.

-They know what they're doing.

Raymond. Frank. Get cracking. POWER EBBS AND RETURNS

And quickly!

It's good to be working with you again, Raymond.

I'm sure between the two of us we can sort this crisis out.

I've followed the Glove to some school called St Hope's.

We need to distract those nerds,

and then I can steal that precious Glove away from them.

POWER EBBS AND RETURNS

Oh, no, the power's getting worse.

And without cars the children aren't turning up for school. It's pitiful!

See?

Oh, dear. Erm...

Now then...as a special treat...

and...given the current power crisis,

we have an environmental expert

coming to the school today to teach us about recycling and

energy-saving tactics. So hopefully by the end of the day

we'll all be knitting our own carrots and growing our own anoraks!

HE LAUGHS

I know all about eco-living. Perhaps we could work together?

Erm...you're all right, thanks.

We will also...

Sorry I'm late.

Don't look!

I couldn't get my straighteners to work.

Yeah. Er, we will also have very...

I'm sorry I'm late.

The Bentley's not working and I had to walk! My legs are killing me!

Er, Donovan,

don't you live opposite the school?

Precisely. I need to sit down.

We will also have various eco-challenges today,

so I want to see all of you hurling yourselves

into the green way of life.

-And there will be a prize for the best eco-invention.

-BUZZER SOUNDS

Hey...

KLAXON SOUNDS

Rose, Carrie, Oscar, I want to introduce you to Raymond Stilt,

the most brilliant inventor of them all.

Raymond and I worked in the MI9 Gadget Department together.

So, you've seen the news reports about the disappearing energy.

Isn't it just a power-plant malfunction?

Yes, that's what somebody with an ORDINARY mind would think.

-As opposed to a genius, I suppose(!)

-Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The power is being stolen.

We need to find out who's stealing the energy and test Raymond's Glove.

-The Solatric Glove?

-Exactly.

I've read about it in classified MI9 files. The Solatric Glove can power

anything at all, without the need for electricity, gas or petrol.

-Hey, all you need is Glove.

-Yes, good one!

-Now...

once these solar panels have absorbed the sun's rays,

wearing the Glove will fire up the nearest appliance.

-This keeps happening!

-Sounds like a thermostat problem to me.

But I doubt you'll want MY opinion.

Your mission is to help Raymond complete work on the Glove

and to discover the identity of our energy-stealing culprit.

Have a look at this.

The flashing green power icons indicate areas that still have their

petrol, gas and electricity supply. But watch carefully.

When they turn amber they're losing power.

I want you to keep a close eye on the national supply grid.

When this hits red, we're in big trouble.

-We need to finish work on the Glove.

-Does anyone know the Glove's here?

Only the Government, so we should be safe.

But outdoor testing will leave us vulnerable to intruders,

and the Glove will need constant security. We'll need a SWAT team.

That's my mission sorted, then.

Actually, Carrie, you and Oscar will be down here on research duty.

I need Rose with Raymond for Glove testing.

Two great brains are better than one.

-I thought we'd be working together on this one, Frank?

-Thanks!

Rose is the best person for the job.

Carrie, research is crucial.

I need these screens monitored. It's as simple as that.

We haven't got much time.

HE SNEEZES

This hay fever's getting worse.

My nose is so blocked, I can't smell a thing.

I don't know why I'm wearing these things.

It shows willing, Mrs King.

It shows we're ready to be in touch with the earth.

ENGINE ROARS

-Mr Flatley?

-Yes.

-Fleur Forna.

-Hello.

-I'm here to get you green. It's a beautiful world we live in.

-I'd like to keep it that way.

-Yes. Er...

You're...not quite what I was expecting!

That's a very large motorbike

for someone who's spreading a green message.

It's made out of recycled cans and runs on bio-fuel.

Oh.

Hello, Frank? Yes, I need you to build a compost heap.

Yes, Miss Forna, our green advisor, has just arrived.

On me way, Mr Flatley.

Call me as soon as the Glove is ready to test.

A compost heap?

Sometimes being a caretaker really stinks!

It's a joke... No.

Right, the thermostat.

-Low voltage, line voltage or electronic?

-Low voltage.

Where's the bi-metal coil?

-There.

-That may be the problem.

Right. So you know a few things?

Yes, I "know a few things"!

The energy levels are reducing all over the country.

It's being sucked dry, but it's collecting in London.

Which means whoever's doing this isn't far away.

Right. The task for this afternoon is for you to take an object

out of the recycling bins and create something fabulous out of it.

Here's something I made earlier. It's a teapot made from teabags.

You don't need to buy new things all the time.

The world is full of hidden treasures.

Your brilliant new eco-object will be judged at the end of the day

by special guest and defender of the planet Allanah Sucrose.

-Now, if you'd like to get into twos. Who wants to be my partner?

-ALL:

-Me!

We need to set a multi-tester to a 50-volt range, THEN test.

-I'm not sure that's at all correct.

-Just give it a try.

POWER EBBS

The power's hitting amber.

You won't have power for long.

-We're very nearly there.

-Oh! Well!

-It seems to have worked!

-Wonders will never cease(!)

-The SWAT team are in place.

-I'll tell Frank.

-PHONE RINGS

-Miss Forna!

What do you think of this?

Miss Forna!

RINGING STOPS

Miss Forna!

He's not answering.

Everything's ready. Start without him.

-We can't test the Glove without Frank.

-We're going to have to.

-I'll go and see where he is.

-Right. We're off.

Oi! Do I have to stay here? Computers give me brain-ache.

This is really important, Carrie.

Remember, you must keep an eye on the power map and the energy stocks.

That's weird.

The energy's converging in London but I can't pinpoint the source.

It keeps moving around.

My dream for this world is that nobody ever drops litter again,

-that we all grow our own food...

-Miss Forna, have a look at this!

..and that all our power comes from the sun.

PHONE RINGS

RINGING STOPS

HE SIGHS

-Miss Forna, please...

-What are you doing, Frank?

All clear. Standing by to test the Glove now. Any news of Frank?

Bad line. The power drain must be affecting our communicators.

At the moment Frank's a little busy pretending to be a wind turbine.

-What?

-You go ahead with the test.

-I'll find out what's going on here.

-OK.

Everyone take your positions.

We're starting without him.

Rose?

Hello?

POWER EBBS

KLAXON SOUNDS

CAR ALARMS SOUND

-You're supposed to be in HQ!

-I think I saw an intruder.

-Who's watching the power supplies?

-I couldn't get through.

Oi, stop!

Quick! Follow him!

Let me look at that thing.

Yeah, it's a Patio Stun.

It acts like a temporary stun-gun.

-Thanks for that, Carrie(!)

-What? I told you he was there!

Yes, when you should have been in HQ! You completely distracted everyone!

Raymond, we need to get you back to HQ. Someone knows you're here.

-Frank, what are you doing?

-What?

What's going on? You've totally abandoned the mission! Why?

I've got some very important composting to do.

Oscar, can you help me with these cans?

Oh, no! Not her again.

Frank, get back to HQ now.

Oscar!

-I've got to go.

-Miss Forna...

The energy is at critical level.

-I can't believe you just left the computers.

-I'm sorry.

-I am. I saw the intruder, and then...

-They've lost the intruder.

I'll call Oscar. Hopefully he's got hold of Frank.

Someone just tried to steal the Glove and the power supply is nearly gone.

And Frank's completely lost it.

He's building a new compost heap

and he's gone all wobbly around Miss Forna.

What?! We need to get him down to HQ as soon as possible!

We really need to crack on with mending the Glove

before all the power goes.

-Frank's gone AWOL ever since Miss Forna arrived.

-I'll go check her out.

I thought you didn't enjoy research.

Here, you might need this.

Thanks.

She's only trying to protect you.

I don't remember asking your opinion. POWER EBBS

I don't like this. We'll lose all the lights if we're not careful.

Quick. Pass me the miniature ratchet.

Good, er...choice of tool.

Was that an apology?

Yeah.

I didn't get it! I didn't get the Glove!

It's time to put Plan B into operation!

We need to flush that Glove out of its hiding place!

Hey, Avril...

Need a hand with those cans?

PENCIL BEEPS

-Oi!

-Don't "oi" me!

An intruder just tried to steal the Glove, there's very little power...

Ooh, one at a time, one at a time, calm down...

You've been moping around, ignoring everything we say, and behaving like

a love-struck teenager.

It's embarrassing!

Get a grip!

You're all behaving like morons!

It's time to flush out the Glove.

Soon they'll be so hot they'll have to come outside!

EVIL LAUGHTER

Oscar!

-Having a nice time?

-Great!

Avril's going to take me to her favourite bottle bank tonight.

It's a particularly good one,

-it says "thank you" after you've put a bottle in.

-Wow! What a treat!

This is great!

-What's with him?

-I don't know,

but it's like I'm his new favourite person!

Well, you must be doing something right.

You've even started wearing a...

-nice new perfume.

-Oh, that!

Miss Forna sprayed it on me

when she was covering herself with it in the loos.

I thought it was a bit strong,

but no-one's complaining. Certainly not him!

Thank you!

"Supower Energy Plant."

Interesting.

ZAP!

Miss Forna's wearing a perfume that makes all the boys go a bit weird.

-Boys are always weird.

-Not all boys.

The perfume is on this scarf.

There's a security pass to Supower in her bag.

But that makes no sense.

-Supower's a fossil fuel company and not green at all.

-Nice one, Carrie.

Wait! What about Raymond?

-I shouldn't have brought that down here.

-Hang on.

Perfect.

Suits you. I'll start analysing the perfume on the scarf.

-Carrie, do you want to look into Miss Forna?

-Sure.

I'll crack on with the Glove.

POWER EBBS

The power supply's at rock bottom.

This broadcast is brought to you by candlelight

as the country's becoming a power-free zone.

I just don't understand why it's so hot in here.

Perhaps it's not hay fever, perhaps I've got a temperature!

Perhaps it's influenza!

-Oh...

-Mr Flatley!

This is chaos!

It's like a sauna in here.

AND we've got a Government advisor arriving any moment

to judge the competition!

Oh, will you please take off that overcoat?!

I don't take my coat off for no-one, man! Never!

Supower. It seems Miss Forna

was given a grant to make motorbikes that run on bio-fuel.

This is an elixir. A fragrant active ingredient dissolved in alcohol,

which makes the affected party idolise the wearer.

The structure of the perfume looks like it only affects

humans with an X and Y chromosome - the male gender only.

-And the antidote?

-Time.

If the perfume isn't topped up regularly it will simply wear off.

So, if we get the perfume off

Miss Forna and she can't top up, we'll get Frank back.

Got it.

You see?

Not such a bad team after all.

So, if I learnt to play the drums,

would you, like, come and see me play?

You've actually asked me four times now

and I've told you I will come and watch you play!

I've got the perfume, which should mean Frank's spell will wear off.

-I was wondering, could I come on an environmental march with you?

-What?

I could make a banner if you like.

Oscar, I never thought I'd hear myself say this, but you're starting

to get a little bit irritating.

Now, I'm going for lunch, on my own.

Whuh?

FLIES BUZZ

HE SPLUTTERS

Aren't we supposed to be testing the Glove?

HE SNEEZES

I only hope this Miss Sucrose doesn't mind the...heat.

MR FLATLEY SIGHS

Hello, Miss Sucrose. Welcome.

Thank you.

You have no idea how pleased I am to be here.

This way, Miss Sucrose.

These are...wonderful. Wonderful.

I'm thrilled to be judging this competition.

Yes, it's a great honour, children,

to have a Government advisor in our midst!

We're very much looking forward to hearing the results of our...

HE BEGINS TO SNEEZE

-..humble little eco-competition.

-HE SNEEZES

Well, I'd like to congratulate you all on your work.

It is vital that you understand the importance of green and eco living.

Our planet is very precious.

Therefore, I'd like to announce the winner is...

Timothy Hinklebottom for the trousers made out of CDs!

Well done, Timothy...

The heat is making all the computers slow down. We're so nearly there...

Result! The energy drain is being operated by a remote control device.

And if I do a tracker on the ident of the infrared beam

I should be able to find out where the remote control is now.

What?

-What's the matter?

-Whoever's stealing the energy stocks

is at St Hope's NOW.

-It must be Miss Forna!

-I'll go check her out.

-You two!

-Where is everyone?!

Don't you start. Frank, you need to get back to HQ.

Rose and Raymond really need your help.

Oscar, you're with me. I think Miss Forna is stealing the energy.

And why is it so hot?

-Are you all right?

-Yeah, I'm fine.

No, you're not. You can hardly breathe.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Ah, good.

Raymond.

-Allanah?

-We need to escort the Glove to a secure location.

What's going on?

Oh, we heard an intruder got wind of your location.

Yes, they nearly stole it!

-I can take it for you.

-Something's not right here.

Allanah? What are you doing here?

Frank, I received top-secret information that the intruder

who tried to steal the Glove is about to make another attempt.

Only this time...they won't fail.

I did try to warn you but you were on voicemail.

Listen, Raymond, you're not safe and neither is the Glove.

Imagine. All that hard work gone to waste!

We need to get it to a safe place. Now.

The intruder is amongst us.

-Give it to me.

-Don't do it, Raymond.

But the intruder...

She's got the Glove! Quick!

You! So you're the intruder who tried to steal the Glove!

That's the remote! Press "power restore".

POWER RUSHES

I don't understand.

-My hair! My hair!

-Why have you got the remote control?

Because she's been stealing all the power.

-But you said it was them!

-And you believed me!

But that's why I'm here! The perfume, everything.

I thought that they had stolen the power

and I was trying to get it back for the planet.

-I think you've been tricked, Miss Forna.

-Oh, you're pathetic.

Pathetic?! I had all the power in the country!

I was going to be the most powerful woman in the world!

I told the Government not to listen to Frank. I was so close!

-Agh! My hair!

Yes! Now, Frank,

you see what happens when you fall for a lady?

FLIES BUZZ

All the nation's power has been retrieved

and the country is once more in operation.

A massive Government grant will fund the distribution

of the Solatric Glove, ensuring a brighter and cleaner future.

-Oscar!

-Get away from me! Away!

Oscar, stop running away from me!

I know you want to be my friend!

HE WHISTLES A TUNE