Run Carrie Run M.I. High

Frank? How long have I got left?

It's too late.

It's started already.

GUNFIRE

This can't be happening!

Rose? Rose, where's the Grand Master?

Oscar?

Oscar, speak to me.

Then they've won.

SKUL's finally taken over the world.

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 MI High.

Miss King? Miss King?

And...how are you this glorious morning?

The bus was late, my coffee machine's broken

and your gormless puppy dog face is making me want to projectile vomit!

So, just the usual then? Ah!

Now everyone, I have some good news.

The annual league table has just been published

-listing the best schools in the country.

-Oh yeah!

The highlight of my year.

-Well, Timothy, it should be. Because guess where St Hopes has come?

-Where?

I said guess.

HE CHUCKLES

-Great.

-First day back at school and we're going to be late.

Ssh! This place is so cool.

-It's even got...

-SQUELCHING

Oh, slime!

And it stinks.

Actually, it's a bit like school.

Yes, but it's perfect for an illegal arms exchange.

Here comes Oscar.

Ah! Cool disguise...

Relax. I came alone.

My name is Krystof Wal Nijinksy.

I hear you have ultimate weapon.

I wish to buy.

LAUGHTER

Why are they laughing?

Maybe now's a good time to give you that present I told you about.

-Ooh, I love presents!

-You love everything.

Girls, say hello to the ultimate communication surveillance device,

your new DX500s.

That's so cool.

BEEPING

Or what about spy-pod?

BOTH: Spy-pod?!

Now quick.

Slot this in there.

It's a whisper upgrade,

it picks up what people are saying a kilometre away.

You're just a kid. You're just a schoolboy...

-Wait, wait. Now listen...

-You're just a schoolboy...

-How's he doing?

-Bad. They don't believe he's an arms dealer.

Right, that's it. I'm aborting the mission.

No way. It's getting fun.

I mean...Oscar will be fine.

Listen, if I am just a normal schoolboy,

would I really carry lipstick?

Not for me, you cretins!

I throw in for free.

We have deal?

He's done it!

Exchange complete. Go, go, go!

MI9.

You're under arrest.

-Um...

-Lipstick laser. I haven't seen one of these for years.

I found it lying around HQ.

And property of MI9. London, you're late.

Once again your team have jeopardised the entire mission.

How keen is the new guy!

Um...

We got the weapon, didn't we?

You'd better hope so.

There it is all right.

The despair bomb.

So come on.

In a list of the best schools in the country,

you're saying we've actually done quite well?

Not just quite well.

Don't tell me we're in the top 10.

No...

Actually St Hopes has come an amazing...

Wait for it...

One...

We're number one?

An amazing one from last. Ha ha ha!

Isn't it incredible?

For the first time ever we are not the worst school in the country!

Idiot.

Wait! Wait!

I thought I'd announce a one-day party.

To celebrate.

The first day back at school,

a whole league table to climb and you want to throw a party?

ALL: Party! Party! Party!

Party! Party!

Party! Party!

Whenever you think or do anything,

your brain creates an electrical impulse.

Those scientists harnessed the electricity created

when you feel anger, hate and fear.

You mean...

This is a jar full of fear?

Actually, that one's anger.

Grrr!

Sorry!

This yellow one is fear.

Put anger and hate and fear together and you create a new impulse.

Utter despair.

The complete opposite of joy. You'd give up on life itself.

The sonic organ sends it to every brain on the planet,

spreading total misery.

Which is why we're taking it away to be destroyed.

Let's roll, people.

"Let's roll, people!"

But, hang on. How are we getting home?

You can sit next to me if you like!

Um, sir?

Would you like to pull my finger?

SNIGGERING

Oh, now, this is... Chief Agent Stark.

You can't say pull my finger.

I don't get it.

Why would she want me to pull her finger?

Well, sir, it's the... It's the...old joke, isn't it?

You pull her finger and then she um...

She...

She what?

Let's just say it's the new MI9 way of evacuating the area!

LAUGHTER

You see? London?

Precisely why kids shouldn't be spies.

EXPLOSION

What in the name of...? Investigate!

Stay calm!

Come on!

Get off me! Ow!

The Grand Master!

Well done, gentlemen.

A textbook hijack.

What do we do? He still doesn't know kids work for MI9.

We'll think of something.

Just relax. Let me do the talking.

Well, well, well. Chief Agent Stark and three junior spies?

Actually, they're...my children.

Carrie, Rose and Oscar.

Different mothers, obviously.

Yes. He's my brother from another mother.

Pops, why did you bring us to work and get hijacked?

Yes, by some weird dude in a dressing-gown.

It's not a dressing gown. It's a...

Ceremonial robe.

ALL: Dressing-gown.

Ah. The despair bomb.

For months I've been looking for this and now thanks to a leak in MI9,

it's ours, Flopsy.

All ours.

A leak in MI9?

Ssh!

Take the despair bomb and those three.

And handcuff the others.

Frank? Frank?

Carrie! Help me!

Frank! Frank!

Please don't despair, you'll be doing plenty of that later.

-Sir? Are you all right? You seem stressed.

-Stressed!?

Sir, if you're stressed, how are we meant to cope?

I thought they took out the SIM cards?

I can't use the message, but I can use the whisper upgrade.

It might give us a clue as to where we are.

In the back of a van! That's where! Kidnapped!

Ssh!

HAMMERING

All I can hear are roadworks.

There can't be that many roadworks in town.

If we could tell someone, they'd have a clue as to which direction we're heading.

-We haven't got any communicators!

-But we have got Oscar's MP3.

Oh, whoopy-do!

Hello? Hello, everyone. Thank you, Timothy.

Um, I just wanted to say that being the one from last

best school in the country really does fill me with great pride.

Every time you see the school's sign,

one word will stand out like a beacon.

-What, buttheads?

-LAUGHTER

No, hope. I meant hope.

-First thing's first. We order a conference back at MI9.

-What?

We need to help Oscar and Rose.

Carrie, think! We've got no idea where they are right now.

So we go back to HQ and we regroup.

MI9? This is Agent London.

It was an MP3, but now it's a one way communicator.

We can send messages, but can't receive them. What can you hear?

Just traffic.

Wait... BELLS PEAL

It sounds like...bells. Yes, church bells!

This is how we're going to get saved, is it?

Guess the mystery sound?

What's Carrie's wavelength?

7.8.

Here goes...

-Hello?

-Carrie, it's Rose.

-Rose?

We're passing a church. Repeat, Carrie, this is Rose.

-Where are you? Are you OK?

-We're passing a church.

-How's Oscar?

Carrie, this is Rose. We're passing a church.

-Yes, you said.

-Repeat, we're passing a church.

Can you stop with the church thing, please?

Carrie, it's Rose. We're passing a church.

Great, draw me a picture! But where are you?

-Carrie, it's Rose...

-She can't hear me.

Well, how are they?

Church...

-Carrie!

-The nearest church is half a mile away.

Rose, you're a genius.

Carrie, wait!

Take this.

-What is it?

-I'll explain later. Now go.

And Carrie?

Good luck.

This is Agent London. I need a mobile command unit immediately.

BELLS PEAL

So now where?

-MUSIC PLAYS

-What is it?

I don't know. It's like trumpets and violins and stuff.

Oh, did you get that?

We're passing violins and stuff. Repeat, violins and stuff!

Hang on, the local orchestra is doing a Beethoven concert tonight

at the Town Hall. I was going to ask my dad to take me.

Ha! Violins and stuff.

Carrie, we're passing the town hall.

Repeat, we're passing the town hall.

Right. Give that to me!

I've heard some stupid ideas in my time, but this is....

-ELEPHANT TRUMPETS

-What? What is it?

Sir?

Now where?

Sounds like an elephant.

Is that an African or an Indian elephant?

Oh, just tell them where we are!

Carrie, we're passing the zoo. Repeat, we're passing the zoo.

Yes, come on!

BEEPING

No, don't do this to me!

Great, the battery's dead!

Oh, God!

Rose?

Rose?

Rose?

Please, just one more.

Rose?

Frank, it's me.

I've lost them.

Carrie, don't. You did your best.

Look, we're still waiting for... that command unit.

So why don't you join us back here?

I think I've found the leak in MI9.

Get off me!

You'll never get away with this.

Oh, you win, Flopsy.

He bet me a carrot you'd say that.

-The man's insane!

-Insane enough to use a despair bomb.

At last, it's time to contact every SKUL agent across the globe.

KEYPAD BEEPS

Looking for something?

The Grand Master said there was a leak at MI9.

Get him! He's a SKUL agent!

And if this is a SKUL radio,

let's see who's on the other end.

Attention, all SKUL agents - this is your Grand Master speaking.

Bingo!

Your anti-sonic headphones make you immune to the despair bomb's signal.

Without them, you will succumb to utter despair.

It's going to be OK. It's going to be OK. It's going to be OK!

Sir? It's OK. I get stressed too sometimes.

Ohhh!

You have five minutes, comrades.

Five minutes until victory is ours.

Five minutes? Quick! Grab those headphones!

That transmission - we can trace it back from wherever it was sent from.

Carrie? I know where to find Oscar and Rose.

I'm sending it to your spy-pod as we speak.

Now, do you still have the gadget case?

Yes. What's inside?

The despair bomb's made of three units - anger, fear and hate.

Well, that case contains another one, a fourth unit.

It's the only thing that can stop the bomb if activated

and it's due to be detonated in five minutes.

The Grand Master's nearly a mile away.

I can't run that far, not in five minutes.

The mobile commander is too far away. It's down to you.

You're our one last hope. Run! Run, Carrie! Run!

Magnificent, Flopsy.

Emotions as pure electrical impulse.

Now, give me anger.

BOTH: Argh!

Not the face!

The unit.

Imbeciles.

You've got to be kidding me.

And now...

for quivering,

unadulterated fear.

Does the Grand Master advertise?

"Wanted - two mega-ugly SKUL dudes."

Ha ha! No?

Whoops!

And now my personal favourite emotion.

Hate.

Headphones, gentlemen.

OK, Grand Master. You win.

MI9 will give you anything you want,

just don't switch that thing on!

-Please, you can't.

-Don't do it.

-Activate.

I said activate!

ALL: One from last!

One from last!

One from...

..last.

OK. That...is weird.

Frank, how long have I got left?

It's too late.

It's started already.

Frank?

Frank?

This can't be happening.

Rose? Rose, where's the Grand Master?

Oscar?

Oscar, speak to me.

Let us announce our victory...

SKUL's finally taken over the world.

..While the device continues to work its terrible magic!

A world run by SKUL?

Not if I can help it!

Frank? I can't do this.

There's just no point any more.

'It's down to you. You're our one last hope.

'Run, Carrie. Run!'

What?

It can't be.

Frank?

It's empty.

The fourth unit, I haven't got it.

You do have it, Carrie.

You've always had it.

I'm telling you, SKUL must have taken it.

Trust me. It's there, Carrie.

Look.

Frank, it's just a mirror!

You don't understand.

It's you, Carrie.

You're the fourth unit.

What?

What's the only thing that can stop anger, fear and hate?

It's your hope.

Your optimism...

beats total despair.

Frank?

Frank, what are you talking about? How can I be the fourth unit?

It's me. My brain.

Right.

When you think, the brain creates electrical impulses.

Right. Think positive. Think positive.

I need to channel my energy through the bomb.

That girl! What's she doing? Stop her!

It's called hope, mister.

And you're about to get a face-full.

CHEERING

Forget about me. Get the Grand Master.

-Carrie!

-Let's get out of here!

-The Grand Master?

-Get him!

-But Carrie.

You do not have a choice, agents.

-Yes we do.

-That's an order!

MONITOR BEEPS

Her heart beat. It's getting weaker.

The positive energy must have been too much. Oscar, do something!

I'm trying, I'm trying!

That's why she wasn't affected by the bomb.

If she hadn't always looked on the bright side of things,

we'd all be...

BEEPING RESUMES

Come on, come on!

Yes, you're better than this. You're funnier, smarter...

Funnier? Smarter?

But, hello? Better looking! I mean, look at the face.

Don't you take anything seriously?

Why didn't you tell me the gadget case was empty?

I didn't want to worry you.

If you knew how important you were, you might not have been so hopeful.

You mean, I might have totally, like freaked out, big time.

Those are the technical terms, yes.

Here's the deal. You stop giving us such a hard time...

And we won't tell anyone how useless you are under stress.

Now look here, you tell anyone and I will make sure... Frank!

I was just saying, maybe I was wrong about kids being spies after all.

I'll have to keep an eye on your team from now on.

HE CHUCKLES

Both eyes.

Now then, skiving on your first day back at school. What do you think?

-Detention?

-Rose's first detention?

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Or I could get you to paint the staff room toilets.

Er, we could do a mural.

We could paint famous landmarks.

Things to see while you pee.

Is she normally like this?

-You get used to it.

-Ah.

Well, come on.

Let's get this over with.

HE CLEARS THROAT

Ah... Um...

I was just...shaking my smoothie.

If only that was all you were shaking.