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Call the police!
Ah! That was quick!
What are you doing?
I'm the good guy here!
One small step for mankind, one giant leap for Tom Tupper.
< Tom? There's some people here to see you, pumpkin!
Move away from the computer! Hands above your head!
< Are you and your friends coming down for tea, darling?
I'm a bit tied up at the moment, Mum.
CHEERING AND SCREAMING
What a night. Pandemonium, eh?
Hey, don't you know who I am?
What's going on? I didn't do anything!
That's not what it says here.
Daniel Morgan. Think you're some kind of action hero?
You seem to find it hard to keep your feet on the ground.
Tom Tupper. Sophisticated online activity.
Hacking into the NASA Mainframe.
I was testing out their security software.
By reprogramming the Mars Rover?
And Aneisha Jones. Spending all your time pretending to be other people.
You've been spotted with
the President of the United States, the Foreign Secretary,
and intel suggests you had a front row seat at the royal wedding.
My petition - human rights - it needs big names.
I'm far too busy to be arrested.
This isn't an arrest. This is a proposition.
What do you know about British Intelligence?
Spies and stuff?
The 21st century faces a new kind of threat.
With your unique skills and our specialist training,
we think YOU can help us keep the country safe.
-Is this a wind-up?
This is MI9.
Welcome to MI High.
The 21st century faces a new kind of threat
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.
Grandmaster, it's bad news.
Nine of our most secret bases have been attacked.
And not by MI9!
Edinburgh down, Sir! Edinburgh down!
Make that ten bases, sir.
Sir, we need to get out of here!
Dan, I'm serious.
I had to look after a goldfish once and the cat ate it.
What if we have to look after the Prime Minister?
You think your cat might eat the Prime Minister?
Relax. Just don't tell anyone that we spent the holidays at MI9.
Yeah, and don't tell anyone we're friends, either.
Yeah. Might keep that to myself.
Left, right, left, right, left, right. Halt!
As some of you may know, Bleakwood is getting a new headmaster today.
Given that they never gave that job to me,
I can only imagine how strict and exacting he must be.
Hello? Hello! Hello! Is this Bleakwood Academy?
MI9 arranged for someone I know.
I'm sorry I'm late! I overslept. I was having this dream
where I turned up wearing only my underpants.
Although I did turn up to my old school in pyjamas once.
-It's quite an interesting story...
Kenneth Flatley - headmaster.
Mr McNab. Deputy headmaster.
-And if I may be quite fr...
I don't believe it! You've got a job here too!
What were the chances!
Mr F, good to see you.
Like you say, what are the chances?
Faster! Evacuate everything!
Gentleman, I trust you have V:9:5?
Careful - this is SKUL's ultimate weapon!
Drive to the emergency rendezvous. And no stopping for ice creams!
Is this what I think it is?
Ow! Aneisha! I was about to kill the flame troll.
Yeah, well, when the flame troll threatens national security...
Look, if this is just a drill, that's totally cool.
-We're totally professional.
-Actually it's your first mission.
But it's not all good news.
An hour ago, a SKUL agent was arrested not far from here.
You won't believe what he told MI9.
Look, I swear, for the last ten years,
SKUL have been working on the ultimate weapon.
Something called the V:9:5.
Whatever it is, they're moving it across town today.
But please don't send me to jail. Me mum'll kill me!
We don't know what the weapon is, or what SKUL are planning.
But MI9 have put the city on maximum alert.
-Birds in the air, people, birds in the air.
-We had this all summer.
Helicopters are looking for the weapon from above.
On the ground, MI9 are blocking all routes out of town.
Dan, Aneisha, your job is to set up a road block near here.
-But if SKUL see a road block, won't they just turn around?
Which is why we need to get creative.
Morning, sir. Patricia Snodsworth, Road Safety.
Just doing a survey on how bumpy
you think this particular stretch of the road is.
Now, would you say it was... A, bumpy?
B, very bumpy?
Or C, so bumpy it makes your teeth fall out?
Tom, you're up. What can you see?
Wait, I've got something.
Could it be a totally awesome laser cannon?
Forget it, it's just a load of gardening tools.
So, I'll put you down as "bumpy", then.
Well, not you, the road!
Drive safely now, sir!
Morning, sir. Patricia Snodsworth, road safety...
It's weird, I can't see inside.
A protective shield, maybe?
Dan, they could be hiding something.
Er, what I'd really like to do
is stick this Bumpometer in the back of your van.
Tough! TYRES SCREECH
On the bright side, you're our first bad guys. Yay!
This V:9:5... If it's a bomb, it could need deactivating fast.
So, that's weird.
Look - "V:9:5".
But how can a girl be SKUL's ultimate weapon?
You've still got half a tree in here.
Ah, team. You remember Stella.
Chief Agent Knight.
Look after him, will you? Somebody has to.
Now, why don't you start by telling us your name?
-You do have a name?
Full name, V:9:5:Z:O:E:6.
And your parents? How do we contact them?
I never knew my parents.
Spent my whole life at SKUL, training to be a SKUL agent.
-But I didn't want to be there, I hated it!
What does the lie detector say?
Er, big squiggle, little squiggle - yeah, she's telling the truth.
-You can cheat lie detectors.
-I'm not cheating.
-Either way, if you hate SKUL so much,
you won't mind telling us where the Grandmaster is, will you?
Sir, Liverpool's down too.
We're now the only SKUL base which hasn't been attacked!
But who, Flopsy?
Who could possibly attack us
with such scale, such precision?
But SKUL shall re-group.
And this insult will not go unavenged.
You! Over here! I must call V:9:5.
We may need her sooner than planned.
Face it. She's got no idea where the SKUL base is.
You buy she was blindfolded every time she left the building?
It's possible. The Grandmaster doesn't trust anyone.
Just think, what if she was kept a prisoner her whole life?
It's him. It's the Grandmaster.
Wait! If you're serious about leaving SKUL,
maybe you can help us trace the call?
-Already working my magic!
Put the watch in here, it'll pick the signal up.
Stay very calm. Don't say any more than hello.
So, you're alive! You took so long answering, I feared the worst.
What is your status, V:9:5?
Status, still in the van, en route to the rendezvous.
Ask him where he is!
What's your location?
The General and I are still at...
Careful! That's a priceless family heirloom!
I must go, before these cretins destroy everything!
No! We can't lose him! Call him back, quick.
I can't, the watch only works one way.
It's to stop me making contact with the outside world.
It doesn't matter. Look.
This is us.
The signal went up to the SKUL satellite, back down to here,
where the call came from.
The Grandmaster's secret base.
This is Chief Agent Knight. I want all agents to report immediately.
This is a code 19. I repeat, a code 19.
-What are we waiting for? Let's go and get him!
You three have a new mission. Stay here.
-Watch the girl.
There's no way we're going to miss this.
Agent Jones, until I find out who she is, watch that girl.
So, as you've seen, we run a tight ship here at Bleakwood.
I trust you won't be making any unnecessary changes.
Well, I may have one or two suggestions.
Stop right there, boy.
I have warned you, Ditchwater, no music on school grounds!
-What? No music at all?
No, no! You carry on.
# I get no thanks for singing
# Teenage angst, it's just not fair
# Cos my songs are... #
-No changes, Mr Flatley,
-and you and I will get on just fine.
Frank said, "Keep her in HQ". What if she tries to escape?
She won't do! Trust me, I've got a feeling about her.
Here, I took this from MI9. I hate not finishing a book.
Really? You did that for me?
She's going to need a name. You can't really call her V:9:5.
I know! How about Lightning? Or Firestorm?
Actually, I know a Firestorm online. Three, actually. Could get confusing.
Or how about Zoe?
Zoe? Zoe - I love Zoe!
Excuse me! I thought I told you to stay in HQ!
I haven't seen you here before. What's your name?
Sorry, Mr McNab, I should've said. This is...
Zoe's school shut - burnt down, tragically.
-I thought she could come here instead?
-Oh, you did, did you?
Of course, Zoe's more than welcome here.
I just hope that lunch here is a little nicer than the teachers!
Ten years, we've been after the Grandmaster. Now make Britain proud.
Go. Go, go!
Great! MI9 are nearly at the Grandmaster's base.
Careful! She could be watching.
< Michael Wilson...
-I take it you weren't allowed jelly at SKUL either?
Still, we should be there! Not stuck here doing whatever it is.
I'm trying to figure out how to hack into that SKUL satellite.
Who knows what we could find.
Oh, dear. Even the menu is like a military operation.
Melissa Albright, Student President.
The canteen rules clearly state that each person is only allowed:
"Four carrots, two meatballs, seven chips, and 19 peas."
19, Mr Flatley. Not 20. 19.
Oh, dear. I've got my work cut out.
May I join you?
-Oi! What are you doing?
-It's only a chip.
Yeah, but it's MY chip.
"Hello, I'm Aneisha's - get your filthy hands off!"
That's how I hack into the SKUL satellite!
By pretending to be a chip?
Frank! Frank! I know how to hack into that SKUL satellite - using this.
What? How? Zoe's communicator only works one way.
The communicator does,
but the transmitter chip will work in anything.
All we have to do is steal the chip.
Does anybody else know what he's doing?
The signal from these goes through an MI9 satellite.
By using my chip it'll go through the SKUL satellite instead.
I'll take that, if you don't mind.
There. Dan, call Aneisha.
Hi, Dan. How's the attitude?
Check it out - the signal from Dan's pencil.
It goes up the SKUL satellite and back down to 'Neish.
All I need to do is piggy-back the signal, and bingo!
You've hacked into the satellite!
It's everything being said over the SKUL communicators right now.
< Tell me about it, this evacuation's doing my head in!
< But you managed to get out of there?
< We're driving to that old office block on Stanley Road.
-< The Grandmaster's gonna escape from the roof.
-< How's he gonna do that?
-I dunno! But I've got to go. Later!
Hold on. So the Grandmaster's on his way to some office block?
Which means he's not at his secret base.
Nobody move! Grandmaster, you're...
I'll call Stella, tell her to get to that office block, quick!
It's on Stanley Road, that's miles from where Stella is now!
But it's not far from us. We could be there in minutes.
Zoe, stay put. Don't move till we get back.
Frank! Zoe here alone? She could hack the mainframe.
There. It's safe.
Dan, come on.
Sir! sir, I've got a message. It's from the people attacking us!
We go in fast and quiet. Take them by surprise. Agreed?
Wait! I'm coming with you.
Zoe! I thought I locked... asked you to stay in HQ?
I can pick security locks. And I wanted to help.
That book I've got - the only one I was allowed at SKUL.
It's about four friends who solve mysteries.
I've never had any friends to help.
All right, but stay behind me.
Like I didn't have enough problems! Gentlemen, do your worst...
I thought you were at the emergency rendezvous?
Yeah, well, we got to her first.
Guess what - she thinks you suck!
Tell him, Zoe.
Come V:9:5, our situation has just got far more serious.
That's an order, V:9:5!
No. No, I'm never going back to SKUL. Never!
Grr. Teenagers! Go get her!
Quick - the Grandmaster!
For saving me.
And I'm sorry he got away.
No. No, he hasn't got away yet!
Tom, that's a communications mast.
Look. The escape pod must be controlled by a radar,
and I bet you anything it's from that SKUL satellite.
I can hack in again using the mast.
Then you can hack into the Grandmaster's control panel.
There. We're in.
You're not seriously going to fly the pod from here?
No. From here.
The view from the escape pod?
For the last time, Flopsy,
the people who sent that message no longer exist!
Now, where is the nearest desert island?
I can top up my tan.
Right, Mr Bunnymaster, it's time we had some fun.
Let's go this way.
-He's out of control!
-Let's go that way.
I feel sick! Make it STOP!
I don't want to go left! I want to go right!
Now don't get angry, Flopsy, but Daddy may have made a mistake.
That is not good.
It'll be all right! Don't look down!
How many henchmen has he got?
They're not SKUL uniforms. Someone else is after the Grandmaster.
I'm not one to surrender.
OK, I'm completely one to surrender. What do we do?
You let me handle this.
Yeah, yeah, you run away!
Those men can't possibly be who I think they were.
Tell me why was SKUL evacuating?
Because someone told him we were coming.
It wasn't Zoe! Someone else is after the Grandmaster
and they're getting away!
This girl is a SKUL Agent and she is not to be trusted!
Zoe? Zoe, no!
Wait. She's alive!
How? She took the full force of the laser.
She saved Frank's life.
Exactly. Now do you trust her?
Grandmaster, on behalf of all my MI High teams,
you're under arrest.
Well, it's the end of my first day here at Bleakwood.
A school which hands out rules and regulations galore.
But what it doesn't give is encouragement.
It simply has no heart.
Which is why I'm changing the name...
to St Heart's.
A school that's going to see a lot more changes from now on.
Look, whatever MI9 has planned for Zoe,
I'm sure they'll look after her.
I hope so. I'm going to miss her, that's all.
One minute, 38 seconds? Not bad for MI9.
We thought we'd never see you again.
OK, enough of the mushy stuff!
Now, who votes Zoe pulls the broom?
Well, what do you think of my little surprise?
Finally, I've got someone to talk spy clothes with. That jacket rocks!
With Zoe's talents, I'm sure she'll make a great addition to the team.
So, what about those men that attacked us?
If they didn't work for SKUL, who were they?
Here. The Grandmaster's laptop.
I found a message he got earlier.
It's well freaky.
Remember your old friend?
I'm now truly the mastermind.
You have something that belongs to me.
But fear not - the days of SKUL are over.
For now KORPS is rising.
KORPS is rising!
KORPS is rising!
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